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jovenshires · 1 year ago
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OMFG DOMO IS FINISHED IM GONNA GO INSANE THIS IS LITERALLY WHAT I NEED IN THIS CURRENT ERA OF MY LIFE AHHHHHHHHH
!!! AHHH im so glad you're excited!!! i am also extremely excited!!!! the drop is imminent i cant wait for you all to read it <3
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pouringmyheartoutforpaper · 2 years ago
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girl i see you. stevie is so strong. he’d hold your legs apart and push your torso in to the bed to keep you from moving until you use your words like a good girl.
“stop squirming honey, you know i’ll give you whatever you need. cmon don’t be shy, it’s just me. use your words for daddy, cmon be a big girl for me.”😵‍💫
yes!!! yes!!! yes!!!
mdni! this is kinda filthy im sorry :)
he just loves manhandling you. it makes him so happy to see that you trust him enough to hold you down while he smothers you in kisses. he loves having an arm around your waist in public, making sure you’re safe and that he can see you. he always helps you in and out of the car no matter how many times you assure him that you can do it by yourself, he just will not have it. i think steve doesn’t really need “alone time” like some couples do. but if he does (or you do), its always when he works out or goes for a run. i think he definitely gets restless really easily, so if he doesn’t exercise for a day or two he’s literally bouncing off the walls. and he always comes back and gives you a big sweaty hug that your (not so) secretly obsessed with. or if he did a lot of work and he’s sore, you will run him a bath for when he gets home and he literally almost tears up every time. i also genuinely believe that steve is one of those guys who is literally a food vacuum after they exercise. you’ll buy some french bread and come back after a few hours and it is completely gone. and you’re like steve what the hell r u ok but he looks so cute and happy that you cant bring yourself to be annoyed. (he also definitely makes sure you eat a good amount everyday bc he cares abt your health ( and also bc you get grumpy when you don’t eat)). he also loves picking you up and carrying you. just doing it whenever he wants because its fun. definitely will put you over his shoulder and walk around with you prodding at his back and telling him to “put you down!!” but you both know if you actually wanted off you could get down easily. also likes kissing you while he carries you around, maybe setting you down on the counter so he can keep going without getting too tired. and when he does carry you off to bed, he will take (or rip, depending on the day) off whatever you’re wearing that day before doing the same for himself and just lay on top of you and kiss you for a while. your hands gliding across his back because its so pretty. all the little moles dotted all over his skin. all the freckles on his shoulders. just inhaling each other as he lays his full bodyweight onto you. and when he starts touching you :0 his hands are so big and nice. he trails them up and down your torso and your legs. rubbing them lightly over your panties before taking them off and touching all around your cunt while you whine. he knows exactly what hes doing. he starts by your legs and slowly makes his way to your clit, rubbing it in little circles while he looks at you so adoringly before pressing two big fingers inside you. then moving down so his face is between your legs. holding each of your thighs firmly in his hands, holding you in place while he licks at your cunt and fucks you with his fingers :(( soft little “i know baby, i know,”’s falling out of his lips. and when he finally comes back up all you want is for him to be inside you. and you’re too fucked out to properly communicate through your shyness. which leads to him completely pinning you down. your legs over his shoulders while hes on top of you, his hands placed on yours against the pillow behind you, holding your arms down. “stop squirming honey, you know ill give you whatever you need.” and you know better than to keep trying to move against him without telling him exactly what you want. “cmon dont be shy, its just me. use your words for daddy. cmon, be a big girl for me.” he coos at you. and you tell him how much you want him, the rest of the night was him fucking you into the mattress. strong man!!
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f1nalboys · 2 years ago
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Come Inside - Chad Meeks-Martin
Chad Meeks-Martin x Fem!AFAB!Reader
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hi guys. this is the fic that was giving me a massive amount of brain rot today!!! i dreamt this (yeah im lucky i know thank you) and havent been able to stop thinking about it since <3 shout out to tatianna (@castieltrash1) for reading it and doing some editing for me, she is the loml and u all need to follow her NEOW! (in fact, she has a charlie from scream 4 fic in the works and its DELICIOUS.) anyways hope u all enjoy this :3
WORD COUNT: 5384 (I KNOW TRUST ME)
WARNINGS: nsfw, first time sex, dub-con except not really?, chad begs to fuck the reader, male manipulator core, 'just the tip' turns into the full thing, unprotected sex, oral (afab and amab recieving,) dirty talk, praise, slight body worship, slight corruption, slight convincing so again, dub con to be safe, high/drunk sex, reader is more high than chad but neither are drunk but they drank if that makes sense, friends to lovers, im just in love with him you guys! reader wears a dress, chad calls reader good girl and pretty girl. actually proofread bc tati is a saving grace angel lady. <3
You feel him before you hear him. You’re at the bar, nursing your first drink of the night, trying to ignore the dull thud the music was giving you when suddenly there’s a large hand placed on the small of your back. “Can I get another beer?” Chad asks the bartender and you feel yourself relax at the sound of his voice, goosebumps rising on the exposed flesh of your arms as his thumb absentmindedly runs up and down. “Hey.” He tilts his head at you a bit. “Nice earrings.”
“Hi. I could say the same to you.” You look up at him and grin, matching his own wide and easy smile. Chad’s standing right beside you, toned body pressed against yours and you don’t know if it’s on purpose or just due to the crowd. “You having fun?” you ask as the bartender hands him the beer bottle. Chad takes a sip from it, looking down at you, grinning against the glass when he notices you watching the way his lips curve against the opening.
It was no secret in the group that you had a crush on Chad. It was hard not to have one on him; he was kind, funny, handsome as hell, and he always seemed to know just the right thing to say. “Now I am,” he teases and you roll your eyes, turning away from him to hide your grin. Just like that. “I’m getting fuckin’ bored though. Too many people. How about you? You find any lucky guys, Y/N?”
“Lucky guys?”
“You know, to take home?” He wiggles his eyebrows for added effect when you look back up at him. “I’m trying to ask if you’re gonna fuck someone tonight.” You nearly choke on your drink and he laughs, deep in his chest, and his hand which was still on your back begins to rub soothing circles. His hands are rough and calloused from his time playing football and they’re so big, with long thick fingers, and suddenly you’re shaking your head in an attempt to get the image of him using them on you, wherever he sees fit, out of your mind. “I take that as a no, then?”
You snort, shaking your head. “Yeah, no, not fucking anyone tonight,” you say, taking another sip of your drink and sighing. “And now my drink’s empty, the music here is too god damn loud, and you’re right, there’s too many fucking people here!” Shaking your head, you dig into the small clutch you had with you, fishing out a few dollar bills and placing them on the bar counter. “I think I’m gonna head out.”
“Can I walk you home?” Chad asks, finally removing his hand from your back as you slide out of the bar stool. Your eyebrows narrow in confusion. You had one drink, were the furthest from being drunk you had been in your entire college career, in fact, and you only lived five minutes down the road. “C’mon,” he says, shrugging his broad shoulders and flashing you that fucking smile that always made your knees weak. “It’s late, I just wanna make sure you get home alright.” 
You pretend to think on it, letting out a small ‘hmm’ noise as you tap a finger to your chin. “Fine, but you have to come inside and sober up a bit before you leave.” Chad’s smile doesn’t go away at your request. In fact, it seems to grow. He takes out his wallet and places a few bills beside yours, grabbing the bartender's attention and letting them know you both had paid off your tabs before holding his arm out for you to grab. You do so with a shy smile, trying to ignore the feeling of him under your fingertips, or how close you were to him, or how he kept looking down at you with a smile, or even how his eyes kept darting to your lips. Everything he did seemed to be a deliberate attempt to get you worked up and it always fucking worked.
He leads you out of the club with ease and before you know it you’re out on the New York street. “Which way?” he asks and you nod to the right, following beside him at a slow pace. It was a nice night, a cool breeze helping to offset the hot air that had permeated the city during the day, and the lights and noises of the city still awake helped set you at ease. “You really weren’t having fun in there, were you?”
“Why do you ask?” 
“Because we got out here and you relaxed like you had just gotten out of a fight or flight situation.” He laughs and you smile at the sound. Chad was always grinning, always smiling, but he had been through some tough shit. You used to wonder how he was able to keep this positive attitude but then decided to let it go and try not to dwell on it too much. 
“It was just… too much, you know? Lots of people, lights, that music-”
“I just think you’re old.” You elbow him in the side and he grins. “You are! You sound like my mom.” Chad sniffles and places his free hand on his back, slowing down to an almost complete stop, speaking with a crotchety old-lady voice. “Back in my day, we went to the sock hop! We were pulled by a horse and buggy, not these cars! Your music is too loud, Chady-kins, turn it down!”
You both fall into a fit of laughter, picking back up the original pace you had set. “Chady-kins? Oh, I’m so stealing that.” He shakes his head at you and you giggle, leaning further into his grip. “I mean it! And I’m telling your mom you called her old.” 
You stop walking, finally outside of your apartment building. “Too far,” he says, his smile dropping ever so slightly when you let go of his arm in favor of typing in your door code. “Am I still invited in?” he asks and you look over at him. He’s leaning against the old brick building, the lights of the restaurant across the street bouncing off of his skin and his smile and his eyes and you’re nodding, face burning hot. “Yeah?” His voice is deeper than it was just a moment before and it makes you swallow heavily.
All you can do is nod. 
“Good. M’glad. You know I’m not drunk though, right?” he says as you two walk into your apartment building. He lets you go first, leading the way, but you can feel his eyes on your ass each time you move. You not-so-subtly sway your hips as you walk and you swear you hear him suck in a breath. “Only had a beer and a half before we left, so, no real need to sober up.”
“I’m not drunk either. You can still hang out for a bit, though, if you want?” He hums in agreement and then you’re at your apartment, digging through your purse for your keys. “It’s a little messy in here,” you say sheepishly as you open the door, revealing the mess you had left behind in your attempt at getting ready to go out. Chad just laughs, kicking his shoes off at the door and locking it behind him. “I couldn’t figure out what to wear.”
Your heels are finally off and you hurry around, picking up the pile of clothes you had left on your bed and floor, shoving them in your closet and hamper. “Well I’d say you landed on something good,” Chad says from the kitchen, his voice muffled as he bends down and peers into your fridge. “Because you look fucking hot.” You squeak out a thank you and busy yourself at your desk, fixing up the few items you had left out and trying to ignore the butterflies in your stomach. 
“What are you doing?” you ask, poking your head over and seeing Chad in the living room. He turns around and holds up the ashtray you had left on your coffee table, an unsmoked blunt still on it. “You wanna smoke?” you ask and he nods. “Go ahead. You want something to drink?”
“Water’s fine. You’re not gonna smoke with me?”
“I don’t know,” you say, passing by him as you head into the kitchen to grab two water bottles for the both of you. “I get sorta… weird when I smoke.”
“Weird? Weird how?” Chad asks and you hear the sound of your lighter sparking as he sits back on your small couch with a groan. “Do you, like, talk about conspiracies or some shit? Because I’ve smoked with Mindy before and it’s either that or her talking about whatever girl she’s in love with that day.” You chuckle, face heating up as you turn around and see him on the couch. He’s sitting with his legs spread and you realize instantly how well-fitted his jeans are, tight around his thighs. His head is back on the couch looking up, eyes closed as he takes another hit. Smoke plumes around him in a lazy rolling fog. 
You nudge him with the bottle and he takes it with a thank you. Sitting down beside him, you tuck your legs up, knees pressed against his thigh. God, his thigh. You look away from them, opening up your own bottle of water and taking a few slow sips, the image of you riding his thigh, his hands on your hips, building in your mind. 
“So? How weird is weird?” Chad questions, holding the blunt out to you. You consider it for a second, eyes flicking between it and his face which was turned towards you. You couldn’t tell Chad that the ‘weird’ you got was different from what he was imagining. You didn’t spout off conspiracies about the government, or get paranoid. You got horny, and being around him would only make that ‘weirdness’ worse. The days alone when you would smoke, you’d find yourself in bed, hand between your legs, moaning his name. “C’mon.” 
It’s all the encouragement you need and you pluck it from his fingers and settle back into the faux leather of your couch. “There you go,” he says, taking the time to let his eyes drag down your body while you’re taking a hit.
The dress you wore fit you great, tight against your body, the color complimenting your skin tone. He hadn’t been able to take his eyes off of you since he saw you tonight from across the bar, nursing his drink for ten minutes before Mindy had shoved him towards you, telling him that if he didn’t make a move on you she would on his behalf. And now here he was, smoking with you, so close on the couch that he could practically feel your pulse under his skin. He wanted you so badly and everything that came with it, the good and the bad. 
The two of you pass the blunt back and forth a few times, talking about nothing in between, but you were being affected far more than Chad was. “Are you even inhaling?” you ask with a giggle, passing it back to Chad. He rolls his eyes, taking a large hit in order to prove that he was. “Alright, alright. Show off,” you mutter, blinking heavily. “How come it’s hitting me harder than you?” you whine, shaking your head when he offers the blunt back to you. “I can barely even think straight. M’all… fuzzy.”
“I’m cooler than you, duh,” Chad says with ease, taking a hit and waiting for your laughter to die down before blowing the smoke into your face. You let him, blinking, pupils wide. He thinks you look pretty normally, but he thinks you look beautiful like this. He leans over and places the roach onto the ashtray, sighing as he leans back, his left hand resting on your thigh. You swallow heavily, your vision fuzzy. Your dress had ridden up quite a bit now and his hand was so warm against your flesh. He’s looking at you with such an intense look it has you squirming, face hot when he laughs at you. “I wanna kiss you.”
You blink, sure you misheard him. “What?”
“I wanna kiss you. Like,” he laughs, shaking his head slightly. His brown eyes seemed to sparkle in the lamplight, the whites of his eyes red, pupils blown out. “So fucking bad.” His other hand, the one that had been resting on his thigh, comes up and he places it on your cheek. His thumb runs along your cheek, catching the corner of your mouth. His touch is gentle but everything is so intense still, your skin feeling like it’s on fire, burning against his own. “Can I? Please?”
You nod, closing your eyes when he grins and leans in. The kiss is slow, each movement of his lips done with a purpose. His hand drags from your cheek to the base of your neck, pushing you into his kiss, his touch, just a bit more. You follow his lead with ease, mind too hazy to try and take over. 
He pulls away for a moment to catch his breath, staring into your eyes. “Fuck,” he mutters and he’s kissing you again, harder this time, sloppy. His tongue is slipping inside your mouth and you let out a soft moan, his hand on your thigh dragging upwards, pushing past the fabric. “So fucking hot,” He mutters against your lips, and then you can feel the top of his fingers brush against your underwear, right over your hips, and you’re pushing his hand away gently. “What? You okay?”
“Yeah, yeah, I’m… I’m okay.” He’s still looking at you, hands dropping to his sides, and he looks worried. You can tell he’s wracking his brain for what he did, if he had gone too far somehow. “I’m a virgin.” You blurt it out and squeeze your eyes shut, embarrassed. When you had felt his fingers up your skirt it had hit you that if it continued he’d be touching you, that you want him to touch you, but that you weren’t sure if he’d want to.
“So?” Your eyes pop open. Chad is staring at you with a kind smile, dimple evident on his cheek, and you feel your face heat up. “I mean, I’m okay with it if you are, you know?” His hand’s on your leg again, fingers dragging up and down your thigh slowly. “Are you nervous about it?”
“I didn’t know if you’d be alright with it.”
“Well, I am. Besides, wouldn’t it be good to lose it to me?”
“What do you mean?”
Chad’s smile grows and he leans in, lips close to yours. You close your eyes, waiting for him to kiss you. “You know me, right?” You hum. You want him to kiss you again. “You trust me too, right?” Another hum and this time you're leaning in a little bit, a whine stuck in your throat when he pulls away. “Then you should know that I’d make you feel good. I’d take my time when I touch you,” His hand is up your dress again and your body jerks involuntarily into his touch. “That I’d take good care of you and your virgin pussy.” 
He brushes his fingers up your inner thigh and your legs spread instantly, giving him room. He grins at the sight of you, eyes closed, disheveled, breathing hard, legs spread and hand gripping his forearm. “Please?” you ask and then he’s kissing you, finally, and his fingers are brushing against your clothed clit. You keen into his touch, whining into his lips, but he doesn’t stop. 
His fingers begin to rub slow circles against you, a good amount of pressure, and it feels so different from when you touch yourself thinking of him. Maybe it’s the weed, maybe it’s the fact that this is happening, but everything is almost too much. You’re surrounded by him in every way possible, his very being filling your own body, replacing your own needs. All you want is for him to feel good, for him to moan, for him to gasp at each press of your hand against him, for him to be begging for more without even realizing he’s doing it. 
You want to make him feel as good as he’s making you feel.
“More?” Chad asks, parroting your own words back to you with a smile, taking his lips away from your own, his fingers speeding up. His nose is brushing against your neck before he’s kissing it, biting down against your pulse gently, soothing it with his tongue. “Bet you’re close aren’t you, Y/N?” His voice is right there in your ear, breath hot against your skin, but you can barely focus on that. “C’mon, be good for me and cum, okay? Please? Fuck, need you to cum so bad, baby.”
“Gonna-” Is all you get out before he’s biting down onto your neck again and pressing down hard onto your clit and then you’re cumming, nails digging into his arm, a moan stuck in your throat. “F-fuck, Chad, shit!” His fingers don’t slow down for a second but he’s moving off of you, pushing your dress up your body and pulling your underwear down in one fell swoop. 
He shoves your legs apart and you take a second to catch your breath, looking down at him as he slides down the length of the couch. His eyes are glued to your pussy, fingers swiping through your folds and popping them into his mouth with a groan. “Taste so fucking good, so sweet,” he says, prodding at your hole with his middle finger, looking up at you. “Can I taste you?”
You nod, heart hammering out of your chest, and watch as he leans in, breathing in deep, eyes fluttering closed. As his tongue flicks over your clit he pushes his finger inside you slowly, just to the first knuckle, and your hip bucks at the intrusion, forcing his thick finger deeper inside you. 
“Relax, it’s okay,” he soothes, watching your eyes squeeze at the feeling. His fingers were thick, stretching you out with just one, and his tongue kept moving, swirling around your clit and sending shockwaves up your body. You try to focus on relaxing your body and when he feels you do so he pushes his finger in all the way. “There you go, good girl,” he coos, spitting onto his finger as he begins to pump it inside you. 
Chad is moving slowly, finger pumping in and out at a snail's pace, tongue moving even slower somehow. It almost hurts how slow he’s going and you know it’s to prepare you, to make you want him more than you already did. He wanted you drunk on his touch. “Faster,” you gasp and you can feel him laugh against you. “More, please, Chad?” You feel another finger press at your hole and you could cry, your body begging for more. 
The stretch is only a little painful, his tongue helping to soothe the ache. You can feel the knot in your stomach growing with each quickening pump of his finger, each swirl of his tongue, and you swear you see stars when he scissors his fingers inside you. One of your hands grabs onto his head, pulling his head in closer to your cunt, hips rocking up to meet his fingers and tongue, grinding against him. 
You cum without warning, your cry caught in your throat when he pushes in a third finger. It was too much. Your brain was still fuzzy from smoking and everything he was doing to you was heightened. You could feel every taste bud on his tongue as he flicked it against your clit, every groove in his fingers as they pumped inside you. 
“Ok, ok, too much,” you get out and he stops, finally pulling away from you. His fingers are coated in your cum and you watch through heavy-lidded eyes as he sucks on one of his fingers, groaning at the taste of you, before holding his other two fingers out for you. They press against your lips and your mouth parts, tongue sticking out, and you wrap your lips around them as he pushes them inside. 
“Don’t you taste good?” he asks with a grin, leaning over you, his free hand resting on the arm of the couch beside your head. You hum, swirling your tongue around his digits. Your hands begin to fiddle with his belt, tugging at it, and he grins. “Wanna suck my cock, that it?” You nod, his fingers still inside your mouth, pressing down on your tongue. “Yeah, I bet you do. Bet you’ve thought all about my cock inside your pretty mouth haven’t you? Fuck, you’re so pretty, you know that?”
You grin, running your hand down his face, mimicking what he had done to you earlier, thumb brushing against the corner of his lips.“You’re pretty,” you say, compliment muffled by his fingers in your mouth, and he gives you a soft laugh, his head falling to hide his grin. He finally pulls his fingers out of your mouth, a small string of saliva connecting them to your lips. “Wanna touch you,” you whine, going back to working on his belt. 
“Whatever you want, baby,” he says, leaning back and shoving his jeans down. He leans backward on the couch, jeans tossed onto the floor, his cock straining against his underwear. You’re practically salivating by the time you are leaning over him, placing soft kisses over the fabric of his underwear, looking up at him through your lashes. “Hey, I didn’t tease you,” he says with a sigh, eyelids heavy with lust at the feeling. He had been hard since he kissed you and the taste of you was still lingering on his tongue and he swears it‘s fucking him up more than the weed did. 
You finally tug at his underwear, pulling them down just enough to pull his cock out. He grabs your wrist, turning your hand palm up and spitting in it, giving you a wink before leaning back, arms behind his head as he enjoys the show. “I’ve never…” you say, suddenly nervous. It was clear to you that Chad had experience in this regard with how easily he had made you cum and you were beginning to worry that you were in over your head, too nervous and inexperienced and high to make sure you did alright.
“That’s alright,” he says, giving you a soft smile, one that instantly quells your anxiety. “Just take your time with it, okay? There’s plenty of time for me to teach you, okay, pretty girl?” You nod, wrapping your spit-slick hand around his cock and he hisses, head tilting back as you begin to stroke him. You start off slow, tightening your grip at the base of his cock and loosening it when you get to the top, swiping your thumb over the tip. “Fu-uck,” he says, tripping over his words with a laugh and a thick swallow. “You sure you’ve never done this before? Feels fucking amazing, Y/N.” 
Leaning down, you keep your eyes on him as you lick over the tip of his cock, collecting the bead of precum there and swallowing it. He groans and you can feel him throb under your hand. You flatten your tongue and lick from the base of his cock up to the tip, following the prominent vein he had, and his hips buck at the feeling. This is exactly how you wanted him; his eyebrows scrunched together, eyes struggling to stay open at the feeling of you, him fucking into your fist with an eagerness he couldn’t control. You were making him feel good and fuck, it went straight to your cunt. 
You don’t try to take all of him in your mouth. It was like he said; there would be plenty of time for him to train your throat, just like he had always dreamt of. You keep your hand on him, moving at the same pace, and you take the tip of his cock in your mouth, swallowing around it. He was big, bigger than any toy you had used before at the very least, and when you take him a bit further down he bucks his hips, plunging his cock down your throat. You gag and pull off of him and he’s apologizing.
“Sh-shit, sorry! Sorry, Y/N, just, fuck, your throat felt so good, couldn’t help it. C’mere.” He pulls you in for a kiss and you know he’s sorry but even if he wasn’t you wouldn’t care. It hits you then, while his tongue is down your throat and his hand is cupping your cheek, that you’d let him do anything to you and that you’d thank him for it. “Can I fuck you?” he asks, pulling away from your lips and resting his forehead on yours. 
“I don’t know…” you start, chewing on your bottom lip. “You’re big… it’s gonna hurt.”
“How about just the tip, then? If you want more we’ll keep going, if not, that’s fine.” You ponder the offer for a second. He told you he’d take care of you, that he’d take his time, make sure it felt good for you. “Don’t you trust me, baby?” You do trust him. You know him, just like he said. You nod and he smiles. “Good girl. Okay, let's go to the bed, yeah? I’ll get you out of this sexy fucking dress and I’ll make sure you feel good, alright baby?”
He helps you stand and keeps kissing you, unzipping your dress as he moves you through the apartment, pulling your straps down. The dress is pulled off of you a second before your knees hit the back of the bed and you’re both falling onto it, giggling. “Hi,” you say, hands on his shoulders. He grins.
“Hi.” Chad stands, pulling his shirt off and tugging his underwear off, tossing both somewhere behind him. You both take a moment to stare at the other, nervous giggles leaving your lips. You had dreamt of this moment dozens of times before, had cum to it just as often, and now it was happening and it was somehow better than what you had ever thought up. “Look at you,” he says, hands dragging up your legs to your chest and back down again. He’s slotted in between your legs and you whine, wrapping one leg around him and pulling him in closer. “Use your words.”
It’s the first time he was really telling you to do something and you swallow heavily. “Please, Chad, can you?”
“Can I what?”
“Can you fuck me? Please? I want you to take my virginity so badly, I need it, please? I’ve thought about it so much, wanted it for so long.” You’re whining now, begging, and you swear you can feel the tears begin to fill your eyes. He’s smiling down at you and his eyes are so dark you’re not sure how much of his iris is left. Your legs spread for him when he nods and you watch with bated breath as he grabs ahold of his cock, spitting on it, before swiping up your slit.
He groans at the feeling. “So wet, baby. Bet your pussy will let me just slide right in.” He pushes the head of his cock in slowly and you gasp, tears filling your eyes at the stretch. It felt good but it hurt and you can feel him rocking his hips ever so slightly, pulling out and pushing back in, never going too far inside you. His hands are on your thighs, digging into your flesh, and you’re overwhelmed again. 
The two of you stay like this a moment, the head of his cock pushed inside, your cunt clenching around him desperately. When he leans down over you, resting his forearms beside your head, he pushes in just a bit more and you whimper at the feeling. Chad wipes a stray tear off of your cheek and kisses you, short soft kisses in an effort to distract you from the pain and him from the overwhelming urge to push all the way in.
“Can I move more?” he whispers against your lips and you shake your head a little, too fuzzy to really think about it. “Please?” he whines, nuzzling into your neck. “Don’t I feel good, baby? Doesn’t my cock feel good inside you?”
“It does-”
“It’ll feel even better all the way inside.” His voice sounds so desperate and now he’s rocking his hips further, plunging another inch inside you and you moan because he’s right, it does feel good. The burn and pain of the stretch have gone away, giving way to pleasure. You want more, you want him, you just don’t know how to say it. “Please, baby, fuck. Your cunt feels so good, so fucking tight and wet and fuckin’ perfect for me. Let me fuck you, god, I need it so bad. Don’t you trust me? You know I’ll take care of you, right?”
You nod, babble out some response close to ‘yes, please, more,’ and then he’s pushing all the way inside, hips snapping forwards. You yelp at the intrusion, caught off guard by how full you feel, and then he’s thanking you over and over and over again as he sets a brutal pace. Chad’s weight is fully on you, his arms wrapping around you to pull you even closer to him. He can’t get enough of your skin against his, of the noises you make, of the way your pussy clenches around him and pulls him in closer, milking his cock. 
“Thank you, oh fuck, thank you, Y/N. Christ, so tight.” His voice is cracking, raising an octave as he begins to lose himself in the feeling of you around him. The pain of his thrusts is quickly overtaken by the pleasure and you’re moaning, wrapping your legs around his hips, driving him deeper inside you. You both could die happy like this. “So close, fuck, how am I so close already?” He’s talking more to himself than you at this point and that’s okay because you’re too focused on the building pleasure in your gut to care. 
The position you’re in has his pelvis grinding against your clit with each thrust and you swear your mind melts just a little bit more each time he fucks into you. “Please, please, please,” you say and you’re not sure what you’re pleading for but all you know is you don’t want him to fucking stop. You’re right there on the edge, can feel it through your entire body, and then Chad is moaning your name loudly and you feel him cum inside you, hips flush against yours.
You cum at the feeling of him filling you and he whines, hips rocking as you pulse around him. He’s sensitive, his head swimming, and the two of you stay like that for a moment, his head in your neck and your arms and legs wrapped around him. “So good,” he finally says, pulling his head back to look at you, his eyebrows stitching together. “You okay? M’sorry, I got carried away, I didn’t even ask-”
“It’s alright,” you say, running your hands up and down his back. You can feel him shiver underneath your touch. “I liked it.”
“Yeah?” he teases, kissing you on the lips a few times, biting down on your bottom lip as he pulls back. “Wanna do it again?”
You gasp as his hips begin to move again, the squelch of your cunt and his cum being fucked back into you filling the room. “Y-you wanna go again? Already?” He nods, hand snaking down in between you two, pressing against your sensitive clit and grinning when you whine. “If you can handle it.” You nod despite not knowing if you could; he grins. “My good girl, right? Don’t worry, I’ll make sure you cum till you’re stupid. You’ll look so pretty when you’re dumb on my cock, won’t you?”
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hollandsangel · 8 months ago
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WAIT WAIT I DIDNT EVEN SEE U HAD TOM REQS OPEN, BUT I'VE BEEN THINKING ABT A FAME AU SORTA THING AND TOM IS PERFECT FOR IT:
just sort of tom and reader sneaking around the pap to see each other, secret moments in crowded rooms y'know all that lovey shtick.
(this ones so vague im sorry 😭 however was inspired by 'paris' by miss ts)
this one is SILLY but i love her thank you sm for the req love!!!
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at first it was actually quite stressful, dodging cameras and wandering eyes, rarely leaving the house just the two of you and never touching in public, but as time went on, it sort of became a bit of a game. although you might have been getting a little too bold.
 tom is definitely getting too bold, sending you glances across the room where he sits with harry and haz, something bubbly in his hand.
you sit at a different table with a few costars, trying not to get too distracted by tom’s smirk and dark brown eyes. it’s hard though, considering the perfectly tailored suit hes wearing, accompanied by shiny cufflinks and his glasses after you’d begged him to wear them tonight. you feel a strange sense of triumph knowing you’re the one to have convinced him to wear his glasses, likes its just one more secret to add to the list. his hair is a proper mess, proper in the sense it’s styled to look effortless, but it’s tom, so of course it’s effortless.
you take a sip from your glass of water and lean in a bit closer to hear the story maude is telling a bit better, something about her latest play. there’s cameras everywhere, people posting instagram stories and journalists coming in from the red carpet, big cinematic set ups for the live stream about to take place.
you swear you sense him before he even utters your name, maybe you smell his cologne or hear his voice subconsciously amongst a hundred others, but suddenly he’s at your table, greeting others before you.
he says your name, feigning surprise as if you didn’t wake up in his bed this morning.
“i didn’t know you’d be here tonight,” he says, hand on the back of your chair. hes smirking, glasses slipping down the bridge of nose. you think you see harry gag behind him.
you smile innocently up at him, licking your lips, “tom! it’s so nice to see you!” you push your chair back and stand to give him a hug, biting back a laugh when harry mutters a curse under his breath and walks away from the two of you with full commitment. tom does the same.
a camera pans around the room from a few tables away and you begin pull away but tom stops you, whispering “coat check” before you separate.
you hear him, but keep up the facade, “it’s so nice to see you,” you fake niceties.
“you as well, i’m sure i’ll see you around, just gonna do the rounds,” he moptions a circle with his finger, nodding at the rest of the table before wandering off.
“i guess you haven’t seen each other since the movie came out,” someone across from you says, “lovely man,” they tell you.
you simply agree before excusing yourself to the bathroom.
it’s so juvenile, you think, the giddy feeling you get in your stomach from sneaking around and giggling with tom in dark corners like the one you’re in now, tucked away in the coat room, sneaking kisses and little touches when no one is watching.
“tom–” you don’t know what cuts you off first, your stifled laugh or his mouth on yours, “i have to get back to my table.”
he grips your waist so you cant wiggle away, grinning at you.
“we’re gonna get caught,” you’re kissing him back, so it’s hard for him to believe you really have to go, even for a second.
“not if you stop talking,” he teases.
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mochiiniko · 9 months ago
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i dont have the time to make a whole special drawing for rhythm doctors 3 year anniversary, so i decided to redraw the first thing i posted in the rd server (around late 2022 i think??) because honestly rd was one of the things that got me to improve so much 💀
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original drawings + me being emotional about rd under the cut because while ive only been into the game for a year it means EVERYTHIGN TO ME GRAHHH (lots and lots of rambles youve been warned)
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originally i was gonna make these redraws when act 5 came out because of this?? like i just find it really funny how things came full circle
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that time i was dealing with school and the stress from assessments were just. pretty bad LMAO. i had some steam credits from commissions and one of the core rd memories™️ i have was just going "oh rhythm doctor, i remember seeing a video about it i should check it out an-" BRAINROT BLAST PAST ME DID NOT KNOW
fast forward to 2023, october-november was just as rough as the previous year and i know its kinda stupid to say, but rd genuinely helped me get through it. act 5 especially since it was something nice to look forward to despite all the awfulness that happened that time. then playing act 5 made getting through that awfulness genuinely worth it
i had to play act 5 outside because i was on a trip, but i just vividly remember looking out the car window and feeling the happiest ive been during that time. and i didnt even play it yet!! just knowing that its finally out and knowing it was gonna be good was already enough
november 4 being the same time i got into the game, plus the fact that act 5 literally felt like playing through the game for the first time, made things much more emotional. act 2 was what made the game click for me (i dont have to explain why its already so obvious from my art posts 💀), and experiencing 5-X was like 2-X all over in the best way possible (i vaguely remember my own classic 2-X reaction with the window dancing, so again the whole "things coming full circle" with the window resizing lol)
im also thankful about it basically reviving the community?? i wouldnt really say it was dead pre act 5, but there wasnt too much going on especially on tumblr
theres probably stuff that im forgetting but its pretty late and i need to sleep so yea, happy 3rd early access anniversary to the silly spacebar game :>
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theguardianace · 5 months ago
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hm. tierlist on how good of a hugger i think the pjsk cast is. vocaloids are thrown in at random. personal headcannons GALORE
tenma tsukasa. canonically an amazing big brother. this comes with the territory. he's also a human radiator so it feels very soft and warm. also has good strength so you feel very safe. 10/10 would hug again.
wxs luka. she is chubby and soft and sleepy. this is the ideal person TO hug. only thing keeping her from that number one spot is the fact she will fall asleep in your arms which is cute for about ten seconds.
mochizuki honami. she is canonically BUFF AS HELL and also SOFT. a hug from honami will instantly make you forget every single one of your worries. also she smells like apple pie.
otori emu. she may not have luka, hona, or kasa's height, but she has more than enough wonderhoy to make up for it. getting hugged by emu is like getting hugged by the worlds nicest weighted blanket.
hanasato minori. if i could go to a mmj fan meetup the first thing i would do is ask minori for a hug. she will hug you like she means it. and she does very much mean it. i just think it would be nice.
tenma saki. she will give you hugs CONSTANTLY in that super friendly "we're gonna jump in a circle while i hug you because im so happy to see you" way. will it be a long hug? no. will it make you feel instantly happy and welcome? yes. and that my friend is valid.
vbs meiko. it's a hug from your mother (or what you imagine a hug from a good mother like figure to be). safe and secure. familiar.
hinomori shizuku. if you are nice to her she will find a way to give you a hug. she smells like dewdrops in the morning. it's a very refreshing hug.
shiraishi an. everyone needs a big bear hug from a strong lesbian every now and again. also she will pick you up halfway through the hug so be ready.
shinonome akito. i dont think there is a single card where he is next to toya and not either actively giving him a hug or very much thinking about it. also hes warm and that's nice. he will not try and hug you first unless your name is aoyagi toya.
momoi airi. actually a very good hug. she will hold you tight for a few seconds. big fan of the shoulder side hug.
l/n luka. its like a hug from that cool upperclassman you had a tiny crush on in high school. objectively a very neutral hug but she's cool and it makes you feel safe.
kiritani haruka. she has perfected her idol hug throughout the years. it is a blend of hopeful, reassuring, and slightly impersonal. she tries though and you have to love her for it. if you're a haruka stan it's an instant 1 though.
azusawa kohane. honestly fantastic hugger it's a very friendly and kind sort of feeling. she's just not confident enough to give you a good one unless you're close.
yoisaki kanade. she kind of smells like bo and ramen but it's ok because a hug from kanade makes you feel instantly safer. kanade hugs are full of reassurance and safety. a reminder that you are not alone and you will be saved.
hoshino ichika. she has a very basic hug but there is love and hatsune miku inside of it so that's pretty cool
n25 miku. she learned what a hug is last week and has been practicing non-stop since. len likes this. meiko and kaito do not.
akiyama mizuki. in theory? incredible hugger. will hold you nice and tight. in practice? too scared of emotional intimacy to ever put it to practice.
shinonome ena. also someone who in theory would give great hugs but in practice unless you're having an emotional crisis she will try and scratch you to get out when she's done with it.
kusanagi nene. she's too anxious to try giving you a hug unless your name is otori emu, and even then it's really only reciprocation. she smells a bit like grapefruit and ocean waves somehow.
hinomori shiho. unless your name is tenma saki she will not hug you back. refuses to jump with her though.
vbs len. have you ever met a middle school boy who can give a decent hug.
kamishiro rui. im sorry he's bony as hell and will think he's not worthy of such kindness for a solid ten minutes. it's not the worst hug in the world but it's certainly the worst of wxs.
aoyagi toya. this poor child has not initiated a hug once in his life. he does not know what to do. hes trying though.
asahina mafuyu. hugging maf is like trying to hug an ice cube (physically and emotionally). not recommended unless you are desperate.
-1000000: n25 kaito. if you try and hug this man you will end up on a missing persons list.
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atlasmarzz · 1 year ago
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ugh why do i do this, its literally 2:50 am when im starting this and 3:26 am when i finish.
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NSFW WARNING - read at your own risk :) thigh riding, degration, edging, orgasm denial, leon is a meanie, mirror sex?
your fiancé had a government work part to attend, of course bringing you as his plus one. leon never really got you involved with his work, it was far too dangerous. but a classy party and drinks with the industry wouldnt hurt at all.
at the moment, you were standing infront of the full length mirror in your bedroom while leon sat on the edge of your bed. you worked on clipping in some earings that matched the necklace that leoj had bougjt you a while ago. you could see him behind you, leaning over, his slicked back hair, white dress shirt, and black dress pants making him even more attractive. you were wearing a long but not tight fitted dress that contained a slit riding all the way up to mid thigh. the top with thin straps and lowcut band. you chose complimentary heels that worked with everything.
you heard a low wistle come from behind you, knowing it was leon checking you out without even having to see his eyes. you ignored it as you finished with the jewlery portion of the night. i double checked my hair and makeup before turning around to face leon.
"are you ready, lee?" of course you had to use the nickname that made him crazy after riling him up with your attire.
"actually.. no, no im not, c'mere" he said, tapping his thigh with his index finger and leaning back to look at you.
"leon, we cant, we have places to be" you tried to explain to him, looking back at the clock hanging in the wall.
"we have 30 minutes, darling, just enough time for something small, hm?" he pleads, grabbing my arm and pulling my down for a kiss
of course i kissed back, but i pulled away quickly, "babe- my makeup" i warned him, looking down at him with stern eyes. he grabbed my hips and yanked me down onto one thigh. i yelped out, grabbing onto his shoulders for stablitiy, "seriously leon-" i warned again but he didnt care. my dress rode up my thigh and dropped the remainder to the floor.
he grippied my hips harder, moving my slightly back and forth. i could feel the wetness starting to pool in my thinly laced panties that he was meant to see later. he clearly had visions of his own as i whimpered, the friction of his pants on my clothed cunt made my head fuzzy.
"what were you saying? how much youre a slut for my fucking thigh? look at you, broken down just for my thigh" he spat with a smile, holding my face with one hand to look up at him.
i contiued to move without his help, my clit throbbing from the harsh contact. i leaned my head back and opened my mouth, silently pleading for more. his hand slid off my face and up my dress, moving my panties aside to have my arousal bare and dripping on his nice pants. when i noticed, i stopped.
"leon- your pants" i whimpered, looking into his eyes with concern.
"dont worry, keep fucking going. tell me how much you love this, making such a mess of yourself and ive barely touched you." i muttered lowly in my ear, gripping my hips again to move me, "god you look so dirty in the mirror right now." he spat again, watching my hips drag against him.
"mph- please leon please im so close-" i whined, picking up my speed and feeling my release creep up.
"you can hold it. be good and hokd it for me. dont want to ruin yourself right before a party, right?" he cooed, rubbing small circles in my hips.
i cried out, tears brimming in my eyes as i tried so hard to keep my band from snapping. my movements stuttered as i tried to regain my composure. i continued for a moment before stopping again.
"did i say you could stop?" leon asked, his voice husky and sharp in my ear, gripping my sides and moving me again.
"no! please leon it hurts! please let me come ill be good!" i begged, crying into his neck as i fought against his movements.
"youll be good? well when you say it like that.." he trailed, lifting me off of his thigh. my face furrowed with confusion, "turn around, watch yourself ruin yourself on my thigh." he demanded, turning my hips.
when i settled myself again, my back flush against his chest as i stared at us in the mirror. my lipstick was smudged and mascara ran down my face, a slight glisten in the light could be seen on his pants.
"c'mon, keep going" he offered innocently, i continued moving my hips, the coil coming back faster this time as i moaned out leons name, "is bunny close?" he asked, leaning in to kiss my shoulder, trailing up to leave soft kisses on my neck and behind my ear.
i nod furiously, practically bouncing on his knee, "stop." he said, it startled me, but i stopped, being ripped away from heaven for the second time, "we can continue after the party. we'll be late" he lifted me off and readjusted my panties.
i whined out, my legs like jello as i desperately tried fixing my hair and makeup. by the time we were actually ready, the wet spot dried, leaving it darker than the rest of the pants.
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sweeteastart · 5 months ago
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I know the titles sound profound and all, but there is also soup and now I wanna know about soup !
But also, Drawing circles intrigues me a lot !!
Ohhhh I put off responding to this ask for so long sorry i got really shy and got stuck in my head for a moment--
MORE IMPORTANTLY IM BACK
First of all !! Have some more Soup content !! 🍲
Soup
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I still don't have any good writing for the boy but have a WIP oh him beint absolutely gorgeous as always. I already hear you say : who's that kid in his arms ? Welllll
THAT'S HIS DAUGHTER, LILA :D
Surprise ! Soup has a three year old daughter when he meets the Chain when he's 25 years old. I don't want to reveal quite yet who's the mother. What I'm gonna say is : Soup had an arranged marriage with some nobility in his very early twenties and had Lila soon after.
Currently, she isn't residing with either of her parents as Hyrule (the capital and the country) is dangerous for her to stay in. The kid lives with close friends of Soup from his adventurous years and he visits her as much as he can :D
Drawing Circles
The first writing centric WIP I was asked about ! I'm literally so excited but deathly afraid of sharing my writing in any capacity so be nice to me that's also the very first draft of one scene I'm sorry
!DISCLAIMER!
The TW in hashtags are about this fic !! Beware of that before reading that snippet please.
To put some context around that tid bit : The story revolved around a time loop where only Sky remembers the previous loops. In each one, an unknown entity seemed to pull the string and kill the chain one by one in a predefined pattern. Each time Sky is killed, he comes back to square one. By the time of this snippet, he has seen and experienced very nasty moments which is why mentally he isn't coping well !!
TLDR : Sky is getting his shit wrecked in a time loop where he sees and is killed again and again :)) (I love writing gut wrenching angst I'm sorry--)
Here comes nothing~
"The first sense he regained was always the same. Touch. The hero felt the rugged linen of his bedroll under his fingertips.
Second was smell. The deep scent of burning wood tinged his nose.
Third was hearing. Only the quiet songs of insects broke the all encompassing silence of the woods.
Fourth was taste. The lingering taste of blood and sour potion spread across his taste bud.
That… wasn’t normal.
He suddenly opened his eyes. Only a sky full to the brim with stars and trees shadows responded by its calm infinity to the man. Moved by a sudden surge of energy, he stood up straight as an arrow in his bed. Eyes still glued to the enigma that was the ink black sky.
It was night. The moon was smirking high in the sky but…. It never did before. It had always been day. Dawn. Five in the morning exactly. Always the same day at the exact same time.
His eyes fell back. Lost in a sea of confusion, the chosen one took a long time before understanding what was before him. Drenched in deep shadows was the campfire and…. all his brothers. Sitting. Here. Seemingly startled in the middle of a discussion. All his brothers.
He looked at Hyrule. The brown haired kid looked back at him with a weak smile. Just after this action he averted his eyes. Away from him. Straight to the dirt. Then the hero of the Sky saw a glint reflecting the light of the fire. Steel against the dark.
Immediately Sky looked around him in search of his own sword.
“Whoah ! Whoah !” tried Warriors with a rushed sword. Strangely his tone was soft yet worried. A worry Sky had never been on the receiving end of. “Don’t move so much ! Your wound might re-open !”
….. Wound ?
That’s only then he truly felt the burning, tremendous amount of pain his neck was in. It felt like a bag of bricks fell down on his shoulders. He slouched forwards, hands holding his neck.
Sky didn’t go back to day 1. Fi was nowhere near him. The sky was this treacherous black hue. Eyes glued to the grass enveloped in harsh shadows, he stayed dead silent.
He had been…. saved ?
“... Sky ?” The old man called to him. The chosen one didn't even register the word nor that he was the one it directed to.
He smiled. His brothers had saved him. His smile widened even more. They must have done everything in their power to bring him back. A snicker rolled higher and higher in his throat. Despite their efforts to save him, someone had taken hold of Fi. By now, a distorted, devoid of happiness, small laugh was breaching his lips. Twilight must have seen it. Tonitruous, painful fit of laughter took hold of all his body.
Oh… Kind and helpful brothers of his… who ended up afflicting such a tragic agony to the one they wanted to protect.
“Sky…”
A voice.
A voice was calling his name. He didn’t listen. He couldn’t listen. He was past comprehension and rationality. He couldn’t process anything else but unbound kindness and painful ignorance. Neither of which he could truly be mad at. So he clawned at the dirt by his bedroll. Like it had wronged him. Like it was the all encompassing reason for his pain. Like it was at fault for this endless hellish loop.
And he laughed. Laughed a deeply unhappy laugh. He did so with so much resolve. So much perseverance because for weeks he hadn’t been able to. Because after weeks of this never ending hell, there was no end in sight. A hell in which, even the sweet release of death was refused to him.
Arms held him away from battered and beating dirt that had the unluckiness of being by his side. A high-pitched noise escaped his mouth. He saw without seeing multiple people around him. Shapes and shadows stretching from the dim light of the campfire to the abyss of the night.
“I can’t do it anymore…” he croaked in between two giggles. By now it could barely be described as such. Maybe sobs would have been closer to the truth. Even then, it sounded barely human. Eternally doomed and animalistic. Hands cupped his face. Big and rugged. Heavy too. His eyes searched too long before falling on one single blue iris looking back to him. Not only worried. Scared. Panicked…. Knowing of a truth even he didn’t. Soon he saw his lips. They were moving but making no sounds. Or….were they ? Was it the lips that didn’t produce sounds or he who couldn’t hear them.
The fingers of the hands around his cheeks tensed. And he knew. Something in him knew it had been the latter. So he tried to concentrate. Over the physical and mental anguish and devastation of a failed restart.
“...ky…” he half-guessed, half-heard. “Foc… us … Me.”
Focus.
Focus me.
Focus on me.
And he did. He tried. His mind was a bottomless lake he couldn’t swim back up from. It was trying to drag him down. Down into the depths. He fought the grief. He fought off the need to close back his eyes and forget all about it.
“.. Me. “ it was pressing. “Please focus… Sky.” more words stuck to his brain. He needed time to understand them but they were starting to make sense."
AND THATS ALL I GOT FOR NOW-- That little bit of text made me soooo anxious for days but it's not as awful as I remember--
I got so worked up for not much lmao I hope you weren't too jumpscared by the angst my dear friend lmao I've had the idea for this fic for quite some times so I'm happy to share it
Thanks for the ask ♪♪♪♪
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phantom-after-dark · 3 months ago
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Hunters trap (cayde-6 x female guardian)
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so, another steamy adventure with everyone's favourite hunter. this one is a little shorter than the other but enjoy.
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xoxox
Any interactions on this fic or my blog by accounts without an age clearly visible in their bio or on a pinned post will be blocked. MINORS DNI.
warnings: outdoor sex, swearing, caydes dashing good looks
“WAI-!” Caydes words came too late as you took another step forward, you’re boot hit the dirt, a click sound triggers. In the blink of an eye, you and Cayde are hoisted together by a strand net that had been laid beneath the dirt, a trap lying in wait for unsuspecting guardians to blunder into. Thankfully their feet still found purchase on the floor however the tight netting meant little room for either guardian to move.
“Oops?” you wince, craning your neck to look at cayde sheepishly. Cayde was pressed up against you, his chest firm against your back, hips snuggly against your ass, a thought cayde was trying to keep at bay. The hunter vanguard simply sighs before looking for a way out. He manages to get a hand to his knife sheath but… it's empty, the glint of a blade a few meters away confirming his suspicions.
“Nice one, sweetheart” Cayde murmurs and he begins searching for another viable option other than having to send a SOS signal for something as trivial as a net.
“Wait, my boot knife!” you suddenly remember the blade you keep in your boot for emergencies just like this.
“Boot knife?”
“Yes…boot knife. What don’t you keep a knife hidden in your boot just in case?”
“Why would I need one in my boot? I have my hip sheath”
“Who has a knife right now?”
“touché”
You begin to wriggle around, trying to get your arms low enough to reach into your boot to grab your knife but the bindings were too tight, yet you persevere.
Suddenly a grunt behind you grabs your attention.
“Doll…you really need to stop before you create another issue” cayde warns, quietly.
“No, its fine, i-im almost there” you strain, your ass pushing harder against Caydes crotch, somehow not noticing the steadily growing hardness that fit snuggly between your cheeks.
“I-I mean it sweetheart you need to st- “
“Im so close just give me- “
“Doll” cayde growls, hands moving to your hips, fingers gripping you tightly. Its at this point a squeak escapes your lips and you finally feel the ‘issue’ cayde had warned you about.
“o-oh was…was that me?”
“Yes…now you’re going to help solve this ‘issue’. Understood?” he mumbles into your ear, giving you the option of tapping out.
“Yes Sir” you mumble, thighs already quivering in anticipation as cayde snakes an arm around you, opening the fly on your pants and stuffing his gloved hand into your panties. you don’t bother hiding the way you shiver or the whimper of his name, as his leather-clad fingers draw teasing circles over your already sensitive clit.
“please” you gasp, hips moving in time with Caydes ministrations and the hunter vanguard laughs.
“Such a needy little cunt, don’t worry, you'll be plenty full soon” he purrs, his free hand somewhat desperate as he struggles to free himself from his own pants.
You laugh but it comes out more like a desperate keen “th-thought I was the desperate one”. This earns you a sudden finger sliding inside your tight wet heat, a breathless gasp as your whole-body tenses at the delightful intrusion. The leather-clad digit drags in and out at a torturously slow pace.
“Gotta get you nice and ready for me, pretty girl, don’t want to break you…not too badly anyway” you don’t need to see his face, you can hear the smirk he's wearing.
With some effort he finally gets his pants open, tugging them down to his mid-thigh before removing his finger from you, ripping a needy whine from your throat. The complaint dies on your lips as you feel the familiar feeling of Caydes thick cock pushing between your thighs, nestled against your soaked slit.
“Beg”
 Whimpering, you rock our hips back and forth, the head of the hunter vanguard's cock nudging against your clit with each movement.
“Please, please I-I need it can’t -fuck- can't think, just wanna be filled please! Please Sir!” all dignity and care is thrown to the wind as the only thing you want or care about in that moment is getting the thick appendage stuffed inside you.
“You sure doll, only prepped you with a fing- “
“don’t care”
Again, you can hear the shit-eating grin cayde wears as he talks. “As the lady wishes”
In one smooth movement, the head of Caydes cock breaches your dripping entrance. Eyes watering but the pain blurs with pleasure in such a way that its addictive.
Cayde eases himself in slowly, stopping each time your hand grips his own tighter, and continuing with each brief nod of your head. He lets out a long groan of satisfaction when his hips finally meet your ass, fully hilted inside you.
“you're going to be a good girl for me, aren’t you? Gonna let me fuck you till im satisfied, spend the rest of our time out here with my cum leaking out your fucked hole. And when we get home? Im going to do It again. Understood?” His voice is strained in the effort of not immediately fucking you till you’re shaking.
“Yes! Yes, please! Please fill me!” your hips rock back and that’s all it takes, a growl rumbles through Cayde's chest, one hand wrapping round your throat tilting your head back and squeezing slightly, the other gripping your hip with bruising strength. Each harsh thrust punches a moan after moan from your throat, a hot burning pleasure blooming from your cunt, radiating through the rest of your body.
“Such-a-good-fucking-slut” Each of his words is punctuated with a thrust, the sound of their bodies meeting loudly, and the growing wetness of your slit is loud in your ears. Not a coherent thought passing through your head. The words “please”, “harder” and “Sir” are seemingly just natural reactions of the submissive of the cock drunk guardian.
Cayde wants it to last, he does, but looking down, seeing the way your cunt swallows his cock is all too much for him. But he’s not cumming yet, not till you’ve had yours first.
The hand that was on your hip slips back down into your pants, the familiar sensation of the leather of is clove on your clit making you arch your back, head resting on his shoulder.
“That’s it, give it to me, you know what I want, I'm not stopping till you give it to me” he grunts, steam escaping out between his face plates as his fans try desperately to cool his body.
You’re on the verge of cumming when Caydes fingers press a little harder and his cock hits that soft spot just right to have you seeing stars. you can't hear yourself screaming his name due to the ringing in your ears, vision going fuzzy as your body clenches and quivers around Caydes cock.
“that’s it! Good girl! Good-fuck going to fill you, breed you, mark you!” he fucks you through your orgasm, shoving his face in the crook of your neck, his grunts and moans devolving into desperate, staticky whines, his hips stuttering as he gets closer and closer.
“Hearts! Im gonna cum! -gonna cum I’m gonna-fuck!” his hips slam into you one final time and the sensation of his release filling you sends you spiralling into a second orgasm. thighs trembling, Caydes arms grip you tight, remaining buried to the hilt inside you as his systems get themselves under control.
“You okay, sweetheart?” he murmurs, voice still tinged with static.
All you can manage is a nod, whining as cayde pulls out of you with a hiss. He quickly pulls up your pants and buttons them closed with a tired smirk.
“don’t wanna lose any of that now do we” he mumbles, gently stroking your arms as he kisses up and down your neck.
“Now, let’s transmat to the ship and get you home. Don’t think im done with you just yet.”
You nod before freezing. That sneaky bastard. You could have gotten free this whole time.
Worth it
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oikiri · 1 year ago
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So what happened exactly? (and a little timeline from what I have observed)
It started around March. AJ/Dilan was talking to Inquisitor3 (Vincent) on discord since she did some edits for him and I think he just wanted to be nice to her. Later on she already tried to expose him after trying to get him to flirt back to her which was I think her first attempt at exposing him (cue several screenshots of her talking to Tito mentioning they tried to expose/cancel him before and it didn't work & screenshots of him calling out AJ/Dilan in DMs because he saw her attempt at doing so.
Now, I don't know how long she's been scheming this whole thing along with Tito (her boyfriend) but from screenshots between them it's clear it's been months.
Tito encourages her to try harder because they don't have enough "proof"/enough entrapment material to set him up.
During this conversation Tito not only supports her and further pushes her to do so, AJ/Dilan isn't stupid, she is also quite obsessed with the idea of cancelling him.
She mentions hes live and mentions she needs someone called "Pippy" to answer back to her [for further planning I suppose but this person may be involved in this too].
Tito mentions he wants to speak to his other parent about AJ/Dilan so they know about her --> Dilan barely acknowledges that and then jumps straight back to talking about Inquisitor3. Then asks her own boyfriend if its okay if she "flirts" with Inquisitor3.
Very strange dynamic they have but even further proof that she is obsessed with him.
They message Keegan's Mask on tiktok, she tries to "help" apparently (I take it as being purposefully happy about someone in the community getting cancelled as her previous videos have been bordering on roasting/bullying other content creators in the hopes of being funny) and she makes a video of him. Now she has almost 300k followers and her fanbase picks it up rather quickly.
It blows up and Inquisitor3 deactivates all of his accounts.
What happens next?
I personally went onto tiktok to find some videos addressing the whole issue. Most of the videos I find aren't really viral so I check the comments.
I see someone commenting in all caps "IM THE GIRL HE WAS TALKING TO" (don't quote me on that I don't know if she wrote minor or girl but this was about it).
Her replies were full of support but I found her comment incredibly weird and off-putting.
There were many comments so I scrolled further down and saw Turkish Terminator's comment (same one who made the video explaining the situation so kudos to him for knowing all of this before and trying to tell people) that he was talking about AJ and her using slurs and what not.
So this brings me back to my original thought as to how this AJ person is this involved and proud about being the person in question and then also being someone who is problematic on whole other levels.
Meanwhile Tito is bragging in comments about how it's his girlfriend that was targeted.
Three days ago Inquisitor3's tiktok account is back up. He's on live for several hours but I couldn't join.
I commented on one of his recent videos asking for clarification and update about the accusations just to a few hours later receive a reply in which someone stated that he's dead.
Inquisitor3 had been on live for around 2 hours with nothing but silence, the room was mostly dark and the camera was facing his glass door. The comments were off. Keegans Mask meanwhile was making fun of this same live.
After 2 hours or so, someone breaks the glass in, pushes inside and you can hear the panic in his voice as he tries helping Vincent (Inquisitor3). This goes on for a while as more neighbours come around to help I suppose? They call paramedics and it's all caught on live until they turn it off.
So lets circle back. AJ came forward to say that the accusations were false.
Tito pretended he wasn't involved at all.
And Keegans Mask made a tiktok wistfully looking out the window as if a man hasn't just ended his life on tiktok live.
AJ immediately went into hiding right after, changed her discord username and responded to a comment on one of her tiktok accounts that she's been crying and praying all night for him and didn't want any of that to happen.
Meanwhile Vincent's real life friends/mutuals came forward to confirm that he has passed and Turkish Terminator made the video about him explaining the situation further for everyone's understanding and naming all three involved in these accusations and set up: AJ, Tito and Keegans Mask (which I think was the right thing to do.) Yes, Keegans Mask may not have been part of the set up but she is just as wrong.
So why did this happen?
In my opinion AJ is/was obsessed with Vincent. I think that is why Tito also played into it because it bothered him without him openly mentioning or confirming this fact. From their exchanges it's very clear of how she ignored Tito to obsess over Vincent. Ultimately she did all this because she wahted his attention.
Later that day Vincent's father also came forward to confirm his sons passing with a video.
Turkish Terminator made another video confirming this also and has been in contact with Vincent's father to make sure his source is right unlike some other people.
Now the community is obviously shaken up and upset and due to AJ's hiding she's lucky she's not getting tagged in most videos addressing these things. Minor or not she was the main culprit and needs to face consequences for pushing a man to end his life.
I cannot even begin to mention how it bothers me that in most videos now people only mention Tito and Keegans Mask or simply call Dilan Titos girlfriend. She needs to be named too.
All three have posted "apology videos" yet I find they lack responsibility and empathy.
Dilan deleted her apology account quickly again and Keegans Mask is currently deactivated. Tito still pretends to be mostly innocent and pretends to have broken up with Dilan and say that her accounts have been removed (which are lies).
She's also back on discord and chats with people claiming she wants to end it and Tito claims she attempted, yet the conversations that I have seen from her make it visible that she lacks any empathy in this situation still and sees herself as the victim.
I'm not here for a witch hunt I am simpy here to explain what I've observed and want these people included to face serious consequences.
Screenshots incoming soon as I am still collecting the ones I've seen floating around + extra ones and I'm currently at the beach with the worst internet connection.
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emeritus-fuckers · 11 months ago
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Hi! 👋 sending this for the match-up event
1. Identity
I use She/her pronouns, I’m pansexual, I do tend to have a soft spot for broken/villain characters, I’m 24 years old
2. Love my four papas ❤️✨
3. I love a gothic and fall aesthetic (everyday should be Halloween 🎃), im more or slightly more on the chubbier side of the scale, I’m 5’1, olive skin, dark hair and brown eyes
4. 100000% introvert, super affectionate with my friends (we live for cuddles), somewhat traumatic past in romantic relationships (but I’m in a better place now), I consider myself passionate and kind
5. I love to read, rock music, gardening, I make amigurumis (crochet), and I’m learning about the Wicca culture, I speak Spanish, English, so I can grasp the idea of some Italian words and sentences
I have 4 tattoos (dragonfly in my left shoulder, 4 roses and a & sign with lyrics of Of mice and men in my right side rib, 2 koi fish making a circle in my upper thigh and a flower crown eve in a crayon style 2cm above my left ankle) I also love to watch series and movies 🎥 🍿
This post is part of the 1000 followers match up event. Entries for the event are now closed.
Your match is...Papa Emeritus III
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You caught Terzo's eye a few months earlier while he was still performing as the frontman of Ghost. He had intended to speak to you in the garden, and give you a rose from Primo's greenhouse. Sadly he never got the chance as he was dragged of stage at the end of that tour.
After that he just didn't have it in him. He still saw you and he yearned to speak you. But he just felt so deflated and embrassed. He wasn't even really Papa anymore in his eyes. Terzo sat on a bench in the garden head in his hands.
"Terzo" Primo sunk down next to him "you are still a Papa" The man just seemed to read his mind. "But she is perfect for you. She helps me in the garden sometimes. She is kind and passionate, you'd really like her."
"hmm" Terzo just muttered and looked up in time to see you walking past with a bag full of leaves you'd swept up. Its a beautiful crisp fall morning with orange and red leaves falling all around. Nihil hobbles past, shaking his head at Terzo which only annoys him more. So in that moment Terzo decides to finally go and talk to you.
Later that day you are sat crocheting in the cozy cafe when someone settles down on the sofa next to you. "Sorry err to disturb you cara" You look over to see Terzo sat there leg crossed over the other casually drinking an esspresso. He has the confident smile plastered on his face, but you can see in his eyes he is nervous. "I wondered if you would want to come with me to a meal tonight... it would be nice no?"
You agree and even though he is much quieter than usual at the start he soon opens up. You end up talking a lot about movies and TV series. He also admires that you can speak multiple languages and he offers to teach you Italian if you want to learn.
Whenever he is with you, he is much brighter, it's like the fires of hell have finally reignited in his eyes. He is very respctful and charming around you. He is very open and honest with you, for him he finally has a partner he can confide in and be himself with. He is very understanding about your past, you can talk to him about it anytime. He will do everything he can to try and help you to heal further and to make sure he doesn't do anything that could remind you of that past.
One evening he asks about your tattoos, he is really facinated by them. As you tell him the stories behind them he lightly traces his fingers over them.
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Written by Nyx
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thisiskatsblog · 1 year ago
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They talking about shape larries views in present time, but here are peolle who are now full antis and louis haters, people who are full rads and people who are out of fandom. 🤦🏻‍♀️ how someone who is 8 years out of fandom can shape our views now? Im glad you are still here and for all your work in rainbow direction, we would never be here now without you.
Are you serious that they still complain about people who left the fandom 8 years ago? Oh man, that's proper sour.
Thanks for saying such nice things, it's really sweet. You'll know it wasn't just me, but I guess it's true, if I hadn't sat down on my 36th birthday to open a Tumblr and a Twitter account, so many things would not have happened. Good birthday that, brought a shitload of work, hatemail and misery on myself, but also gave myself the best gift I ever could have.
See, I permanently wonder what I'm still doing here, time came and changed everything so profoundly that few of the things that brought me here remain, few of the things I hoped for ever came to be, and often I've felt like I kept building mountains, but never got home.
I guess rainbow direction, and everything it catalyzed, is the one thing that keeps me here. It's like an adult child, leading a life of its own, doesn't need its parents anymore so plenty of the co-parents are off pursuing other interests, but I guess I'm the parent who can't help but call every week to check in on them and see that they're okay.
And it brings so much joy to finally see it standing on its own legs. I have made zero effort for it this past year. Nothing. And at first that was super scary. I was really afraid to see it die a slow death. But it didn't. Rainbow direction was always there for fans. But it's so amazing that the rainbows are now also there for me. Other people are bringing them, to make their fellow LGTBQ+ fans, like me, happy. It's finally something that doesn't take all my spare energy, but something that I can just come in and sit down and enjoy. I am so grateful to everyone who has believed in it and carried it on. It's a very special thing in this fandom that we've created together. As fans, and with the lads.
Surrounding us with rainbow lights during the Megamix is Louis' version of picking up and waving a flag every night and with that, to me, it feels like it's finally come full circle. I don't need to keep doing it. Fans will. Harry will. Louis will. It's a fucking family that will always show us love. And I can finally let it go.
Edit to add: And the friends I made, the love it takes, it was worth it all this time.
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milesworld96 · 1 year ago
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WATCHING DYNAMITE RNN
LMFAOOOOOOOOOOO CARDBLADE HAS HIS OWN TITLE, I FUCKING LOVE BCG SM😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 HE NEEDS TO STOP, I CANNOT DEAL WITH JUICES DANCES💀💀💀💔💔💔 OH I AM SO HERE FOR THIS, I CANT WAIT FOR FULL GEAR. UH GUYS HE HAS THE ACCLAIMED DWWW
MJF💞💞💞💞💞 WHAT HE WAS TO COMIC-CON? WHAT THE FUCK😭😭😭 OH LAWC I AM SO READY, OMG CASTER BOWENS BILLY. YES PLS MJF TEAM I NEED THIS SO MUCH. I HAVE BEEN WAITING SO FUCKING LONG I BEG. OH? CASTER IN THE BATTLE ROYALE? FUCK YEAH. LMFAOOO BRO HAS NO CHILL, PUT A RING ON IT? DAWG UR JUST ASKIN FOR IT😭😭😭😭😭💀💀💀💀💀 CASTER I BEG LISTEN TO BOWENS (“But he’s my scumbag” ILYSM caster)
OMGGGG HI GIRLLL❤️❤️‼️‼️‼️ Girl they are just so😍😍 A ONE COUNT WHAT? YEAAHHHH LETS FUCKING GO, HIKARU RETAINED😚😚🫶🫶🫶
ADAMMMMMMMMMMM. HAAIIIIIII ;33 oml him going over his past with Christian from when they were young is so cute I can’t. Chris why would do that. Awwwwwwww Adam😭😭😭😭😭 this got me in my feels Chris+Adam is so sweet I can’t with them. Sad that they r gonna brutally murder each other soon <\\3 no pls I need them to beat the shit out of each other, ADAM FIGHT HIM. At least ik his title safe <\\3
HHAAAAIIIIII WARDLOW :3333 NAAAAHHHH BRO IS DONE AFTER ONE POWERBOMB. OMGGG THE MJF WRISTBAND, GIRL NO STAY TF AWAY. NAH WAEDLOW WHAT IS U ON🤨🤨🤨 WHY U KNOCK OVER TONY😭😭
KENNNYYYYYY, PLS PUT HIM BACK IN THE CHAMPIONSHIP VIEW. OMG PLS I BEG PUT THE DON CALLIS FAMILY BEHIND YOU, GO AFTER MJF. OMG HAIIIII MJF HIHIHIHIHI 13 DAYS OMGJJDSIJZZJ KENNY ON&BHESNNAJSN I AM SO HERE FOR THIS, PLEASE I NEED THIS WHAT THE FUCJ
Oh no, another viewing into Adam Cole’s kidnapping. RODDY STOP BEING SO RUDE. Is this food porn. GIRLIES WHAT 😭😭😭😭😭😭 YEAH STAND UP 4 YOURSELF ADAM. LEAVE LEAVE LEAVE. ESCAPE THE KIDNAPPERS. OMG RODDY FINALLY TURNING A NEW LEAF? IM BEGGING, I CANNOT I NEED TO SEE THE KINGDOM & RODDY TRYING TO BE NICE TO MJF😭😭😭💀💀💀
HAAIIIIII HOBBS, HAAIIIIIII TAKESHITA☺️☺️❤️❤️❤️ GLOAT IT BB, PUT JERICHO IN THE FUCKING DIRT. FUCK YOU CHRIS JERICHO. YOO?? DON HOW ARE YOU DISSING KYLE WHEN YOU LITERALLY HAVE WILL OSPREAY IN YOUR CORNER. DO YOU THINK HE REALLY GON CHOOSE YOU FOR DOING THAT TO KYLE😭😭⁉️ KYLE DONT TAKE THE FUCKING OFFER, JUST WORK ON GETTING WILL OUT
HIIIII KENNY☺️☺️☺️💞💞💞💞💙💙💙💙🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️ this match is GOING to serve so much cunt omfg AND I WAS SO RIGHT. AAAAAA IM GOING FUCKING INSANE OMFG KENNY UR FACE‼️‼️ every once in a while there will be matches that change me as a man, and this is definitely one of them. THIS SHIT IS MAKING MY GAY ASS GO FUCKING NUTS, AAA KENNY. HE WON‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶 Sorry Kyle, but look on the bright side no Don Callis in your ear now!!!! :)) SHUT THE FUCK UP DON
OMG OMGNDJBSRIHSFBVIHGSRBIHFBHIS3UIEBAEAFBUI OMG DANHAUSEN VID DANHAUSEN VID I CANT HAIHIAHIAHIABIABIAHIAHIAHIAHAIHAIAHIAHJAI I CANT WAIT FOR HIM TO COME BACK IM GOING FUCKING INSANE OVER THIS OMFHRSHJBIFSJHBVHDJSBCJHDAKHBCMHDAHMBCKDAHHBCKHSBDCBKHDAHBCBKHDABHCIUADBCKUADBCKUBHKDS KUBS
OOOOOOOOOOOODZJJCJSF HSF IM WATCHING THAT PREMIERE VID, SWERVE BBBYYYY OMLL. OMG SWERVE NANA HIHIHIHI. IM SO HAPPY FOR YALLS. Swerve what’s wrong, oh OH HANGMAN AND SWVER BACK @ IT AGAIN. HANGMAN :(((((((( OHHOHO I AM SO EXCITED 4 THIS
IITS STTIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNGG. lol I just like saying it, not rlly a big fan of him but he cool. Ewww Hulk Holgan mention. YAY NATURE BOY MENTION‼️he still does got it ngl👏👏 AA DEBUT STARTING AT REVOLUTION AND RETIREMENT STARTING AT REVOLUTION, WHAT A BIG CIRCLE. HOPE THINGS TURN OUT FOR YOU MAN YOU BEEN AROUND FOR SO LONG AND HAD A LONG GREAT CAREER. HOPE YOUR HAPPY THO BRO
AAAAA ITS RJ CITY OMG JIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIH TONI HIHIHIHIIHIHHIHI ILY BOTH SO MUCH HIHISHDHCHXBBCBHCNXBXBHXHSA I’m sorry what, HOW ARE YOU GONNA PLAY THE PICTURE SMD THEN GO TO COMMERCIAL? WHAT THE FUCK IM MISSING QUALITY CONTENT OF RJ CITY AND TONI. FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU
OH NAH, NICK WAY E AND HIS MOM⁉️⁉️ WATCH YOUR TONE YOUNG MAN. GIRL NICK WHAT. R U FR TELLING UR MOM TO SHUT UP? BRO YOU GON GET AN ASS BEATING WHEN YOU GET HOME. GIIRRRRRLLLL SHE GON HIT YOU WITH THE HANGER WHEN YOU GET HOME. CHRISTIAN CAGE‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️ OMG NAH SHE SMACKED HIM⁉️⁉️⁉️ NAH CHRISTIAN HAS THE ADOPTION PAPERS NOW💀💀💀 OMG DARBY HAIAHAIHAIAHAIAHIA. CHRISTIAN FR IS NICK’S NEW DAD😍😍😍😍 (I can be his male wife) OMG DARBY GETTING RAGDOLLED AGAIN. AH NICK WHAT HAPPENED WHY ARE YOU BLEEDING SRE YOU OKAY. STING GET OFF OF CHRISTIAN NOW‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️ AW CHRISTIAN BEING A GOOD DAD AND CHECKING HIS SON🥹🥹 hope Nick’s tooth is okay tho. (Wonder if Chris is checking in on his other son too)
WAIWAITIWIT TRIOS MATCH? KIP SABIAN? OMG ARE WE BRINGING BACK KIP SABAIN VS ORANGE CASSIDY AGAIN? PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE I BEG I NEED THEM BACK FEUDING TOGETHER I NEED IT NOW
OMG OMG BEST FRIENDS + HOOK FXFHIISHCIHNCEINEWJKCNWNCSIDCNCKDJSNC HAI HAI HAI HELLLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO KRIS VS WILLOW FUCK YESYESYESYEYSYES I NEED ORANHE VS KIP AGAIN PLEAS
Wait WAIT WAIT THE ACCLAIMED V DADDY MAGIC ANGELO AND DANIEL? OMFG YESY3YESYYESYYEDY I CANT WAIT OVUIHIHGRVIYBSRVYIR AND WE’RE GETTING HOOK+RVD AGAIN ON DYNAMITE? I AM LOVED I AM TRULY LOVED
Stray Bullet Juice Robinson is so slay, I love it💛💛 CAASSSSTTERRRRRRRR HAIHAIHAIHAI BBG🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷✂️✂️✂️✂️✂️✂️✂️✂️✂️ MAX STOP THRUSTING UR BELT, LISTEN TO BOWENS AND BEHAVE😭😭😭😭😭 NNNNNAAAAAAAHHHH CASTER YOURE FOWL 4 DOING THAT ON LIVE TV💀💀💀💀 NOOO DADDY MAGIC LET DANIEL DANCE ☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️ I NEED MJF ON COMMENTARY MORE PLEASE TK🥲🥲 MJF PAYIN LFF DUSTIN?🤨 OOOOOO BOY, NAH HE KNEED JUICE IN THE NUTS💀💀 tricky? Y’all’s relationship is tricky? AAAAAWWWWWWW TONY🩷🩷 that’s RIGHT MAX, Caster still loves u very much🩷🫶 AAAA TRENT & DUSTIN HUG☺️☺️ NOOO TRENT :(( bro stay losing💔💔 OH OH DANIL ELIMINATE HARDY. DADDY MAGIC😠😠 NOOONONONO PLEASE DONT SET THIS UP AS A DANIEL AND DADDY MAGIC SPLIT. CASTER IM BEGGING WIN PLEASE PLEASE PELASE. MICDROP🎤✂️ HE GOT HIS TITLE BACK FROM JAY WOOOOO. LOWBLOWING MFF. NNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO CASSTTERRRRR💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔 at least we have both of max2 laid out on the floor😔😔 wish the best 4 you Maxi❤️ (hope Caster & Adam r there to support him)
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baasphemous · 1 year ago
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Gender rambling between 4-5am? Not sure who even keeps up here as sporadic as i post, but!
Gender is so weird. I have, for most of my life, never really considered my appearance. It was something that i “fought” for but never really played with? I’d toss on a tshirt, some cargo somethings, sneakers, and call it a day because for me, it was the least sensory hell and something that didnt make me dysphoric that apparently set the tone of being a trans man. I cut my hair into a rooster comb and for the most part that was my set hairstyle. I never really saw it as gendered and i liked it i guess? I liked my hair out of everything but even still sometimes sticking it up felt like a chore or could be a sensory challenge. I have been out of the house for half my life now, and yet i feel like i never got much of that teenage exploration most my peers got. Its weird to be exploring it in your thirties but here i am. I spent my early twenties as a trans man, and only managed to disown it in my late twenties during pride month when i went back to test driving they after realizing being a man gave me dysphoria too.
I have never particularly felt like a man nor a woman, but something in between. Both, sometimes neither. These days i feel like i fluctuate and so i have been cozying down in the ambiguity, thinking i might be some kind of fluid but my queer ass really feels at home with terms like faggot butch, nonbinary, gender noncompliant, transgender, or dyke. I like the idea of any pronouns but sometimes i feel sad people automatically clock me as a he/him 95% of the time because i have facial hair. They is fine for me, she is interesting, and viewing myself through she has been a wild ride in terms of things coming full circle again to my agab, in some respects. I dont hate it when i view myself as masculine like a dyke.
It’s weird because i dont want to use micro labels and yet regardless of acceptability of said labels (people dont like the reclaiming of slurs), i find myself fearfully wading through them, scared of the judgement and scared of folks accusing me of some lack of authenticity. Scared that folks will slap a stamp on my head (such as trans man) and look no further. And i suppose thats inevitable in some respects because i often just say im queer and leave it at that. Sometimes queer is all i need. People will make their assumptions and wont always understand and thats okay. The people who matter will get it.
I shaved my hair off wednesday afternoon and as much of a siren call as it was, i was scared it was going to look bad! I cant lie, though, there was something sweet and delightful about having my owner run her hand over my freshly cut head and tell me i really was her bully now after she helped shear it all off. I took some weird relief in the act and something was nice about seeing myself reflected in the mirror with a new sense of self. It was like the feeling of buying a new canvas to paint on or starting over. It kind of kickstarted me into engaging in how i look again instead of just idly accepting not looking at it in the day to day because it didnt really feel important.
Last years yule made me think about clothing, but i had kind of picked it up and put it down. I feel like this “drastic” hair cut has been a relief for not having to manage hair and how sensory overwhelming it can be, but also for my gender expression. I have thought about makeup since. I have enjoyed wearing dangly earrings with a bald head. I have been thinking about how i could feasibly look cute if i just picked up xyz or did something scary and alluring. And who knows, it might change? I might grow it back out to a rooster comb again. But for now i am enjoying the ride, i am enjoying feeling engaged with myself because i deserve more than just throwing on essentials and living my day without considering myself. It is nice feeling like i have some kind of autonomy over my appearance for a change instead of settling into something “acceptable” or just cruising along without much thought. I hope i can pull my partners along because they deserve that feeling too.
Its times like these where i wonder if this feeling of autonomy is just something people feel by default or if they work more or less to get to this point? I dunno, but i am happy to have gotten here.
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safetycar-restart · 2 years ago
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So many great post from you and my brain is a pollen filled wreck!!!
Trying to gather the braincells
So question first he was an active driver last weekend, do you have any thoughts on Dani? Hes just so loved. Love when Jack lifted him up. Im not sure if its ok to ask about him so feel free to ignore this!
Second either ds au or abo, but fabio had a very bad no good weekend. Like what would either subby or omega fabio need to get away from the dissapointment and anxiety?
Hes sunshine and so nice, i just want to snuggle him and cuddle and worship him. Hold him close and stroke his hair. Kiss and compliment him until hes all giggly and blushy cause he deserves all the nice things. A massage definitly, with scented massage oil to get him to relax. Go on a hike where he can run circles around me, always there when he turns back.
Anyway heres my pollen rambles, i hope you do not have pollen allergies even if its fall for you/ 🏍 anon
Well you certainly did gather the braincells because I love this idea. I think I’m gonna do omega!fabio because I’ve really been wanting to discuss a/b/o stuff more and this is the perfect opportunity.
Firstly, I absolutely LOVE Dani!!! I watched him all the time when he was racing years ago. However, I don’t think I’ll be writing for him. Or any of the older riders, mostly because I used to watch MotoGP with my dad when I was younger and so I kinda associate all the older riders with that and it’s pretty hard to have horny thoughts when the riders remind me of my dad 😂
But anyway, on to omega!fabio!!!
Firstly, poor Fabio had a horrible race weekend. Your darling omega is usually always so optimistic and so so smiley, always uplifting you and making you smile. But the Fabio that comes home to you is so sad, clearly very disappointed in himself and in his bike and just feeling so hopeless.
He looks to you then, because of course he does. You’re his alpha! Whenever he’s sad or uncertain, he looks to you. He trusts you to look after him, always.
It’s honestly heart breaking to see how he looks at you, so full of trust and love. Things aren’t okay, he isn’t feeling okay at all, but he trusts you to make things okay again.
You really do just have to love on him. You make him turn his phone completely off the moment he gets home, telling him that you and him need to spend some time together and ignoring racing. Fabio listens of course, he’s a very good omega.
First, cuddles!
Fabio has a ridiculously colourful nest at home. It contains blankets and pillows of all sorts of different colours, as well as clothes from you and his close friends. Absolutely nothing matches, but it’s so him.
He gets cuddles in his nest for as long as he wants them. He gets thoroughly scented until he’s just a pile of purring omega, just completely putty in your hands, getting all his snuggles. And then you tickle him a little to make him blush and giggle.
Fabio ADORES long periods of skin to skin contact, so that’s exactly what he gets.
And a hike!! A hike is absolutely perfect.
You don’t go very far, and Fabio does about the triple the distance that you do because he’s always running ahead and then running back. You used to feel bad, feeling like you were holding him back. But that couldn’t be further from the truth because Fabio loves turning back and seeing you there so much.
Maybe you also invite some people over? Once Fabio has gotten his cuddles from you, the best thing for him is to have those he’s closest to around. Fabio has a habit of just taking random moto2 and moto3 riders under his wing, and he sees them as pups.
The first time he truly smiles is when he gets home and finds some of those he considers pups in his nest. He’s so so happy, immediately jumping in for cuddles and to scent each one of them thoroughly.
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honeybeewhereartthee · 2 years ago
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My Darling Dolls
Chapter 25: Pestering Rei, Shadow Doll, and the Void
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"ritsu!"
you look around and don't see any ritsu as Rei come running to your direction. Smiling so sweetly as if it's a nice day today.
"..." You quickly give him space to run as you thought he can see further than you do, but as you did so, you saw him jump with his eyes close, ready for a hug to only land in the floor where you use to stood.
"Ritsu why do you dodge your oniichan hug?!" He cried out.
"Sakuma-san... Where you trying to hug me just now?" You were sure he was calling the same Ritsu and not MC.
"Uwaaa ritsu, call me oniichan!"
"..." Holy shit this guy is nuts, he think your his younger brother or someshit. You quickly back away and run away from him.
"Ritsu come back to oniichan! Oniichan brought you some souvenir!" Rei of course give chase holding the stuff he brought for ritsu.
"HELP SOME CRAZY PERSON CALLING ME HIS LIL BRO. WHICH IM NOT!" you yelled out as your being chase by a brocon who might be so blind to see, your not ritsu.
"RITSU HOW COULD YOU BE THIS MEAN TO YOUR ONIICHAN!" Rei yelled back as he felt hurt being called crazy person by 'ritsu'
"KURO KURO HELLPPPP!!" you saw a familiar friendly giant friend of yours and quickly hide behind him as Rei comes smiling from the corner you just come from.
"Ah? Anguille? What's wrong?" Kuro quickly defend you but when he saw it's Rei he relax. "It's just Rei." He pat your head saying there's no problem with Rei F all. You saw rei comes to a stop in front of you two and hugs you.
"Ritssuuuuu!" He beam hugging you shamelessly. You unconsciously throw him off over your shoulder as self defense and arm lock his hands behind his back.
As you did so, not seen in naked eyes a mirage image of ritsu synchro with your movement as your eyes glow red. But Rei clearly see it! Rei smile as he saw his brother missing soul through you! He wasn't a lunatic! He did see with his own (brocon) eyes!
"Fuck off." You aren't rude to people, at least not until they go pass the boundary of your limit but you somehow don't like Rei being around you. His so icky for some reason, even so his a doll as well.
"Oh. You guys don't need to use force. There's things that could go through chatting." Kuro help Rei after you let go of him and kicked him to the ground. Your eyes still lacing with red glow.
"It keep following me." You grumble as you point at Rei.
"IT?! ITS NOT IT. ITS ONIICHAN ITS ONIICHAN, RITSU!" Rei felt so hurt but hearing familiar rude behavior of Ritsu, he is pretty sure than before Ritsu is connected to you.
"uwaahhh... Crazy." You hide behind Kuro seeing Rei behavior is very weird right now.
"...??? Ah. Are you guys related?" Kuro now think your full name is MC Ritsu Anguille. Since one of your name is foreign, it's probably the reason you have multiple names. Through it's very coincidence your second names sound like Rei little brother name... Wait what was Rei little brother name again...?' Kuro mind suddenly went blank as he try to remember what Rei little brother look like, he does know his little brother work in the knights Unit yet when one try to remember the face or name it comes out blank.
"Agh..." You grumble as you and rei circle around Kuro tall form as he think about the name and face of Rei little brother. "Leave me alone!" You run away yet again after saying goodbye to Kuro. "Bye, see you later!" He snap from his thoughts and wave you goodbye, he watch Rei shamelessly follow behind you.
It's been two weeks or so since you come back to your human form, you meet up with people you meet when your in your doll form when Eichi force you to work (his good help isn't good at all, his gonna inslave either way) was for you to be force to work under starPro as custom designer or outfit creator to help out Anzu. Which you were reluctant to do until eichi flash Ensemble squire currency which alkaloid and crazy: b really needed right now. You give in.
As you pass the corner, Hands pulled you and secure familiar hold keep you safe as Rei passes by without noticing you at all.
"RITSU?"
and went to the corner looking and chasing.
"Mayoi~" you Beam to the person who saved you from that trouble. Your eyes no longer glow red the moment he held you. The shadow figure of certain younger Sakuma become a small shadow doll hanging over your shoulder yet you never see it with your naked eyes.
"M-MC...!" He grab hold of the mini shadow ritsu and throw it back to the void with the rest of haunted dolls are.
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Void
"Nyoommm" -shadow ritsu landed and rolled around the fluffy plain. He soon yawn and sleep again.
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Back to You two.
' ahhh, the twins are right... One of the haunted dolls are awake.' he then proceed to hug you as he thought of how to fix the mess with sakumas.
A few days ago when the twins went back from the void after their punishment for making you drink alcohol in that role play of spy x family. They all went saying that one of the dormant souls is awaken.
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Few days ago.
Mayoi: p-please don't make the same mistake again ok---
Hinata, who's in his doll form: AHHHH MAYOI-SAN ONE OF THE SOULS ACCIDENTALLY WAKE UP!
Yuuta: they bite aniki! And almost drained aniki energy!
Mayoi:...??????
Aoi twins: MAYOI-SAN! It means sakuma ritsu is slowly awaken!
Mayoi: !!???
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It should been a good news since it mean Ritsu other haft of soul could leave the void and return to his other haft and become a full ritsu sakuma again. But when Mayoi put your human body in the void to be safe and sound. Ritsu have leech onto your shadow unconsciously.
Now his somewhat possessing you when Rei or people he knows Is around. The fact that he glued himself very tightly connected and won't bulge unless Mayoi makes him sleep back to the void for few hours or so. Like he did just now.
"Hmm~" you giggle enjoying the hug. Not noticing the things Mayoi did just now.
"Btw did you know that ritsu person Rei is looking for?" You do know Rei have a younger brother but his image comes blurry in mind.
"...!" He was surprised by your question but looking at your face. He sigh and takes your hand as you two enter a secret passage way, as you two left the corner. Rei come around again.
"RITSU DOKO?!"
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"Unfortunate souls... Where granted to be able to join the realm of the living by going through a process where a living most show them love and acceptance to be one of them. To enjoy their presence in the world as someone fits to live in this world. Adults humans cannot accept oddity in their mature age.
" So the blue star and the first dollmaker, thought about trying out with the children who would accept the oddity as a new realm of possibility and befriend the unknown and accept them. A way to them is through toys or dolls. So the first doll was made. Kanata Shinkai. The first owner was a precious child who accept Kanata yet only as an imaginary friend--
"Hey I wanna ask about Ritsu... Why am I hearing this... Through I think I heard this story before... Just Kanata version."
You raise a hand to pause Mayoi from his story telling as he serve you some Cocoa. It seems were in some underground house he knows in ES.
"Oh my... My bad. Fufu. MC seems to not like stories anymore." Mayoi chuckle as he seat beside you. You lean your head on his shoulder which made him smile slightly blush.
"I like stories. Especially if it's you who's telling it." You mumble, snuggling close to him. "You and I have work you know? We only have till we get spam by message to hear the story. Maybe next time I will hear the story."
"Hmm, I guess. I shall skip to the important part then." He mumble as he lay his head on your head, you giggle as his hair went in front of your face.
"Okii. I still wanna hear full story letter ùwú." You proceed to untie his hair and made his hair full down to your side, pretending you have double color hair in one side. He chuckle as he realize what your doing.
"Ritsu... He was made into a doll, after a while. Like a many Dollmaker later. But sakuma went and picks him up as his able to maintain his human form as the new head of the so called 'vampire' family. So they been together since then. The younger sakuma have attachment issues. So when Rei suddenly disappear for how many years. When Rei promise they'll be together forever as brothers and be human together. Ritsu fallen in depression." He mumble.
"Dolls can be depress too you know? When they Do...like humans, they too wish to not able to see another day. A doll and unfortunate souls hearts are very fragile... It's easy to break if you handle it carelessly. It easily be filled with love, hate, self loathing and many emotion their surrounding gives. When it break their emotions will pour out and their knots will untie... Hence the end to dolls. Well at least until someone fix them. But who knows what change happened to them once fix? They could be another whole set of personality and abilities when they did." Mayoi takes a sip of his sweet cocoa.
"Do you know...? Your very special dollmaker. You can improve thr quality of dolls when you fix them. All rhr threads you sew in each dolls is full of love and affection." He held your hand.
"Ehh ... Dolls with Magical ability. Does everyone have one?" You wonder what's the ability of others. You seen only few. Mostly Kanata, Rei and Mayoi. Maybe you forget some dolls.
"Are you interested ? You could always ask them you know?" He chuckle a bit at your question. "Everyone would be thrilled to show a trick or two."
"Can you show me yours?" You do know he help you in your task with Kaname for some reason. But remember Rei super cool bats and stuff. You wonder if Mayoi have something like that too.
"...ah." he felt blinded at your gaze of excitement and have to cover his eyes a bit. Your excitement makes him both happy and worried because you might not get what level of expectations you have.
"D-do you wanna see...?" He ask you. After a long silence and thoughts.
"Hmm!" You nodded your head.
"o-ok..." Mayoi cover your eyes, threads surrounded the two of you before you two are gone from the living world.
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The Void
"I-i... I can show you this place." Mayoi slowly Remove his hands and show you the void or his own little dark space.
Through it can be described a place with fluffy floor and many glowing balls laying in the ground. It look like a nursery or incubator. "D-dont touch any souls ok? They'll suck your energy uncontrollably." He warned.
"Oooh so many souls." You mumble but saw an oddball which is a doll shadow of red and black sleeping in the floor. Your eyes sparkle.
"Uhmm... M-MC!?" Mayoi clearly know that gaze of yours as you quickly pick up the shadow doll and hug em before he could stop you.
"Uwuuwuw so cute!" Your doll obsess self have once again taken over you. You felt slightly weaker but the doll slowly become less of a shadow like than before.
"M-MC let go of that little one...!" Of course Mayoi saw your losing some energy as doll gain its original look. But you won't budge with your hold with the haunted doll.
"Nyooo!" You protest running away from Mayoi, a bit sleepy but you starting to see the cutie doll face.
"M-MC, come back here p-please and let go of that haunted doll!" Of course Mayoi give chase on you before long he caught up to you, the two of you soon collapse in the soft black fluffy floor and you almost drop the haunted doll but carefully held it close as it finally regain it's look.
The has mid-length black hair with bangs and side bangs that frame his cheeks. He has a tiny speck of hair and a stray bang sticking out of his head. He has droopy red eyes and a fair complexion.
"*Yawwnnn... Sup...?" The haunted doll greets as it's awaken by constant running while being carried. But he felt suddenly comfort at your presence like a sweet bed and snuggle against your arms and slept again.
"Ahh......!?" You suddenly felt your heart been shot. "So cute!" You giggle as you snuggle to Mayoi who lay on his back, a bit tired on chasing you in the void.
"*Yawn. I felt sleepy." You giggle as mayoi made his arms as your pillow. He look at your face and the haunted doll your holding.
"..." He sigh as he ruffle your hair. He want to remove the doll from your hold as you slowly slept to his arms but realized you won't budge either even as you sleep.
"Uhm... This is problematic." He mumble as he hug you with one of his free hand instead of trying to remove the Haunted doll off. He wave his hand, the threads form a cover, and cover the two of you as colorful balls around bounce toward one another in midair.
Maybe he should just show you a few tricks of threads instead. He thought as he too start to fall asleep.
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🌙 ritsu and Aoi case is both different case of haunted dolls ok?
🌙 who's curious for everyone abilities? 🤨
🌙 sleeping Ritsu for ya all.
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🌙 Part 5 official start. Hopefully finish before end of this week AHAHA.
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