#sorry babygirl i know you deserve to have curly hair but i have no idea how curly hair works & its so hard to draw *cryin*

[veruzriti]

barbaro dyke

maria in disguise. i like to think frankie's mom doesn't give a slightest fuck about frankie dating maria. im very delusional i know but whatever

frames from the gif down here ⬇️ no mustache tho

[willsimpforanyone]

Hey there! Love your writing! It’s beautiful 🤩! Okay, imma just expose myself real quick here, but could u write a threesome with Percabeth and A Female Reader who is a daughter of Khione? Could one of them (either Percy or Annabeth) be SUPER dominant, full on bondage, slight degradation etc. While the other one is super soft, praising R, all gentle and stuff. R just being super Submissive and a little disobedient. Thanks!

hun you are not the only one exposing yourself i have four more percabeth smut requests and i went overboard with this one

i love the idea of annabeth being the super dom one (dom women for the win), so you get soft!percy

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"Arms up, buttercup."

Percy's gentle hands lifted my arms above my head, guiding my wrists together. "Keep them there, love, good girl."

He backed away and Annabeth moved forward, rope bundled in her hands. She threw a leg over me, almost sitting on my stomach, and grabbed my wrists. The rope was soft, smooth against my skin but under Annabeth's skillful hands it was tight against my wrists and headboard, intricately tied. Percy pressed a kiss to her cheek. "Athena would be proud."

"Don't bring my mother into this." She rolled her eyes, but smiled. Looking down for the briefest of moments to wink at me, she grabbed Percy by the collar of his shirt and pulled him into a messy kiss.

I whined, shifting my hips until Annabeth's hand came down sharply on my thigh and I gasped. She didn't even look at me, expecting me to know what she meant without having to tell me. I wasn't to move or complain- I'd be lucky to get anything with her in control.

Percy smoothed his lips along Annabeth's jaw and down her neck, nipping lightly at the skin. She let her head fall back, and I could see the small red marks left in Percy's wake. Her blonde hair was loose and curly down her back and over her shoulders, providing a stark contrast to her jet black lingerie set.

I had been dressed up in a white babydoll by Percy- the feeling of his gentle touches had almost been enough to melt me into his arms, but he kept me grounded long enough to take me into the bedroom where Annabeth had been waiting. Percy himself was just in a white shirt and black jeans.

Tugging lightly at the ropes, I bit my lip. Annabeth was still hovering over me and the sight of the two of them kissing was making me restless. "Mistress, Master, please." I wasn't even sure what I was asking for.

Annabeth laughed. "Already begging, baby?" She pouted mockingly at me. "Poor thing."

"She got worked up just being dressed up, isn't that right, little one?" Percy knelt down and stroked my cheek. I felt my face grow hot, embarrassed that he was right.

Another slap on my thigh. "He asked you a question, princess, answer him."

The nicknames were getting to my head. I couldn't bring myself to give a real answer, just able to nod my head. Percy frowned slightly. "That's not an answer, little one."

Annabeth leaned down from where she was kneeling over me, hands planted either side of my arms. "Well, princess, if you won't use your words, I'll give your mouth something to do." She gestured for Percy to help her up.

Standing by the bed, she looked up at our boyfriend. "Darling, would you be so kind as to help me out of these?" She snapped the waistband of her panties.

Percy kissed her nose. "Of course, my love." He knelt down again, hooking his fingers under the material and dragging it down her legs. His hands slipped behind her thighs and he pressed kisses down her stomach, leading down until his tongue just touched her clit.

Twisting her fingers in his hair, Annabeth caught her breath as he licked a stripe up her pussy, burying his face between her legs.

I tried my best to stop looking, but the sight was intoxicating, seeing my usually perfectly in-control Mistress lose her composure just a little under the careful ministrations of my Master.

Tugging him away, she guided him back into a kiss, both of them moaning as she tasted herself on Percy's lips. "Couldn't help yourself, huh?" She breathed.

Percy grinned. "Not my fault, you're divine. Plus," he reached his fingers down to trail lightly over my clothed pussy, coming away shiny. "-I couldn't resist teasing our baby, she's already so wet."

Annabeth locked eyes with me, and took Percy's fingers in her mouth. She pulled them out with a 'pop'. "Delicious."

Moving back on top of me, she shifted further up my body until her legs were either side of my shoulders and her pussy was hovering just above my face. "Now, princess, you saw what your Master did, now it's your turn."

I nodded eagerly, and Annabeth lowered herself until I could finally taste her. Percy moved between my own legs, hands smoothing across my thighs.

Shaky breaths and moans were elicited from Annabeth's lips as I did my best to eat her out. I couldn't use my hands despite my vigorous pulling on the ropes but I was determined to make her come, I had to make my Mistress proud of me. I chilled my tongue and lips so they were just cold enough to provide a stark contrast to her body heat.

I tongued her clit and bit at her thighs and her moans got louder and higher as Percy moved his hands from my thighs to her chest, pressing kisses to her neck and thumbing her nipples over the gorgeous bra she was wearing.

Annabeth's head was thrown back as she came on my face with a long groan. "Fuck, good girl, such a good little slut for me," she reached down and stroked my hair. Percy helped her off me, steadying her shaky legs.

I grinned. "Did I make you proud, Mistress?" I licked my lips. "You tasted so good."

She smiled back, but tapped my stomach in reproach. "Watch yourself, babygirl, but yes, you made me proud."

Percy settled her on the edge of the bed, brushing her hair from one shoulder and scattering kisses across her skin. "Our little one deserves a reward, don't you think 'Beth?"

He recieved a nod. "You have something in mind?"

"Depends," he looked back at me, but directed his words at Annabeth. "Are you good to touch? Or do you want to watch?"

My heart melted at his checking on her wellbeing, and I saw her eyes soften too. "I'll watch, I trust you to look after her."

There was a swell of pride at the idea that I'd worn out my tough Mistress with just my mouth and a little help from Percy, and I was almost tempted to tease her about it. The promise of a reward, however, was too good to jeopardise, and I remained quiet.

Percy nodded, and stood up to untie me from the headboard, keeping my wrists bound. "Come on darlin', sit up for me, that's it."

My arms ached slightly from being above my head for so long, but I sat up with his help, my arms now resting together in front. Annabeth turned my head towards hers while Percy stripped. "You doing okay?" I nodded, but she shook her head. "I need your words, baby. I need you to tell us if you want to stop."

I swallowed, forcing myself to focus. "Yes Mistress, I'm fine, I promise, I don't want to stop."

"That's better, my obedient little girl." She let go of my jaw as Percy sat back down. "Now, be good for your Master."

My Master shifted back and pulled me between his legs so I was leaning back against his chest. His voice sent shivers down my spine as he tapped my hips. "Open up, little one."

I spread my legs and the tip of his finger traced a pattern over my panties, the other arm hooking round my waist. I took a deep breath, knowing that if I pushed my hips forward he'd stop. The material was soaked, and he chuckled lowly in my ear. "Aww, you're so wet, princess, did you like tasting your Mistress?"

"Yes, Master," I breathed, and he rewarded my words by pressing more firmly against my clothed pussy. I made a noise of pleasure in the back of my throat and felt him grin against my neck.

"More, babygirl?"

"Yes, Master."

He tutted, and pulled his hand away slightly. Annabeth wove her hand through my hair and pulled, dragging my head to look at her. "Manners, slut. Be polite."

"I'm sorry Mistress!" I gasped, and tried again. "Please, Master, more."

Percy smoothed his hand up my thigh, across my stomach and under the fabric of my panties. "Good girl, thank you for asking nicely."

He slid two fingers over my pussy, finally, finally touching me properly. Teasing my entrance, he dragged whimpers and moans from my lungs. "My sensitive little one, we really messed with you, huh?"

"Fuck, yes Master, you and Mistress teased me so much."

My head was roughly pulled to Annabeth again, and she slapped my thigh hard enough to leave a mark. "You ask permission to swear, pathetic brat. You're lucky Master is in control of your pleasure, I wouldn't be so nice."

"We really worked her up, 'Beth, it's not her fault," Percy pressed kisses against my neck, fingers dancing under my panties. "As long as she remembers the rules from now on, I'll keep going. That's fair, right, little one?"

"Yes Master," I moaned. "I'll be good, I promise."

"I know baby, such a good girl." Percy pushed his fingers deep into me and I cried out, the intrustion catching me by surprise. He laughed, muffled by my neck. "Oh darling, this is only the start, you already sound like you're on the edge."

I steadied my breathing, trying to calm down even with his long fingers pumping inside me. I was so worked up, it wouldn't take long for me to cum. "How long do you want me to last, Mistress?"

Annabeth considered. "Two minutes. Two minutes, Perce, and then you can continue." Percy nodded, and moved my hips so I had to stand. He dragged my panties down my legs, and handed them to Annabeth.

"If she swears again- you won't without permission, I know sweetheart- then please put these in her mouth."

That was enough to make me consider swearing again, it was so tempting to push Annabeth further, to see what she'd do and what names she'd call me; but I desperately wanted to be good for my Mistress and Master.

Percy's hands were straight back on me, fast and hard, and I threw my head back on his shoulder. My legs were threatening to close at the sensitivity, but Annabeth slid to the floor and in between our legs. She placed her hands on the inside of my knees and hooked them over Percy's legs. "Isn't that better, baby? Your slutty pussy open for me and your Master?"

I whined at the back of my throat, face red but I was in too deep to be properly embarrassed. The two minutes seemed to last hours while I desperately fought off the tightening feeling in my lower stomach, until Annabeth nodded at Percy. He gently bit at my shoulder and thumbed at my clit. "It's okay, babygirl, you can come."

That was all the permission I needed. My back arched against Percy's chest, and under Annabeth's piercing grey gaze I came hard on his fingers.

"That's my girl, you did so well for me, I'm so proud of you, little one."

"Good little slut, coming on your Master's fingers, so submissive you'll do anything we tell you, how pathetic."

My head was muddy with praise and degradation, high off the aftershocks and pleasure.

Percy's hands gently squeezed my waist. "You done? Or do you want to keep going?"

I turned back to meet his eyes, grinding my hips back against his bare cock. "Please, Master, I want to keep going." I used my bound wrists to push out my chest, trying my best to tease them both. "I want you to fuck me." Immediately I froze- I'd sworn without permission.

Percy shuddered, and turned to Annabeth. "She was doing so well."

Annabeth's evil grin pinned me in place. "Our baby just couldn't keep her filthy mouth shut, and she couldn't keep her slutty body under control." She stood, dangling my still-damp panties from her finger. "That's two punishments due now, one for the mouth-" She shoved the fabric into my mouth. "-and one for the whorish actions." She grabbed my tits, roughly squeezing them. "Have I missed anything, Percy?"

Every action was electric, and I shivered as Percy pushed me to stand. "I think I know the perfect punishment." He spun me round, and guided my legs over the top of his thighs. His green eyes dark, but still soft. "I want you to sit on my cock, can you do that, sweetheart?"

I nodded slowly, and Annabeth reached under me to apply a condom and hold his cock steady as I lowered myself. The moan I let out was long and dirty, Percy biting his lip hard at the sound and the feeling. My chest pressed against his, and I squeezed my eyes shut at the friction.

Annabeth's voice was in my ear. "Say thank you to your Master for letting you have his cock." I looked at her confused, still with material in my mouth. "You heard me," she grinned wickedly.

My cheeks burned, and out came a muffled sound that could have been 'thank you Master' if I didn't have a pair of panties in my mouth.

Percy smiled, pressing a kiss to my forehead. "You're welcome, little one, well done for doing as your Mistress says." He winked at Annabeth. "Can you do one more thing for us, love? You now have permission to swear."

I nodded- I'd do anything to get them to stop teasing me.

My Mistress' hum went straight to my pussy. "Beg him to fuck you, pretty girl."

Oh fuck. When the two of them teamed up to humiliate me, there was nothing else to do...

...but obey.

The panties still between my teeth, I tried my best to do what they said. "Please Master, please fuck me, I'll be so good, I promise, please Mistress, let me be fucked, I want it so bad, please!"

Of course, all that came out was deperate whimpering and tears pricking at my eyes. Percy tried to hide his smile, but Annabeth laughed.

"Oh, you're so pathetic, trying so hard just to be fucked," she reached round to play with my tits, grinning at the noises she got in return. "Okay Percy, you think she's earned it?"

"Of course she has, she's been so good for us, 'Beth." Percy stroked my side. "The panties stay in, but I think she's earned it."

My muffled thanks were cut off by Percy lifting me up and throwing me on the bed, front first. My tied arms were useless, so I landed with my face and chest meeting the covers. Percy grabbed my hips, pulling my ass back and in one fluid motion he seated his cock back inside.

I choked on my scream as he began pistoning his hips into me, fingers digging into my skin hard enough to leave light bruises. The tightness of my lower stomach became more intense with each thrust, and through my makeshift gag I tried to communicate that I wouldn't last long.

Luckily Percy seemed to be of the same mind. "Babygirl, I'm gonna come, you want me to come? Gonna be a good girl and make me come?"

Annabeth's steady stream of praise to both me and Percy pushed us over the edge. Percy spilled into the condom, continuing to fuck into me as I came after him, riding out both our orgasms.

He pulled out with a low whine, and I collapsed onto the bed. Percy removed and tied off the condom, and Annabeth rolled me onto my back, removing the panties from my mouth.

With gentle touches, she began undoing her beautiful knotwork that bound my wrists, kissing the marks left behind by the rope. When the rope was tossed aside, to be dealt with later, she smiled at the grabby hands I made for her.

"Hey there honey, you okay? We didn't go too hard on you?"

I shook my head. Annabeth's dom aftercare was very much based around reassuring her that she didn't hurt anyone that didn't want to be hurt, that she'd done a good job, and that she was allowed to take care of her submissives, whether that was just me, Percy or both of us.

"I'm good, Annie," I kissed her cheek. "A little foggy, but that's all."

Percy returned, having fetched bottles of water from somewhere. The two of them helped me sit up, and encouraged me to drink at least a third of the water. Percy's dom aftercare was very much food based, and I had no doubt that within half an hour of us getting out the shower he'd be cooking up waffles or homemade fries or something.

Annabeth smoothed a little lotion on where she'd slapped my leg earlier. "Do you need anything?"

"A shower would be great, but I'll be in need of assistance," I giggled, gesturing to my shaky legs.

They nodded, and Annabeth slung my arm over her shoulders while Percy made his way to the bathroom. "Come on then, let's get you cleaned up."

I nuzzled her neck. "I love you two, you know that?"

I felt her smile. "We love you too, now come on, you're not falling asleep on me."

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i did have to do some figuring out with the positions on my own bed lol but i very much hope you enjoyed! thank you for the request!

side note i need to break up writing with moving round my room, my whole body hates me lol

[beegyuz]

all these hardships 🍨 chan

genre: angst and fluff ; genderneutral!reader

warning: arguing and jealousy.

requested: yes!

the cold breeze of the night makes you shiver, and you walk faster to your apartment. you had a great day out with your best friend, felix, and now was time to get some rest. you walk fast to the elevator, waiting for your floor, and then go to your apartment door.

you open the door, take off your shoes and place your bag in the entrance. as soon as you walk in the living room, you see your boyfriend sitting on your couch, the arms crossed, looking at the turned off tv.

“chan? so you decided to sleep here today?” you ask, walking to him with a little smile, feeling relieved to see him after a long time.

“where were you?” he asks harshly, making you stop and look at him with your eyebrows furrowed.

“i went out with felix, he had some free time and wanted to see me.” you say simply, not making a big deal of it.

“yeah, it looks like everyone knew that except for me.” he says, looking at you. “some paparazzi leaked photos of you two, what do you think people are going to say about me?”

you look at him, not really believing those words left his own mouth. “what?”

“i was working, thinking about my significant other and how much i missed them, and then i see they’re going out with another guy?” he says, standing up, looking stressed and tired.

“you can’t be serious right now.” you say. “you must be kidding.”

“do i look like i’m here for jokes?” he asks. “or do you think our relationship is a joke?”

you look at him harshly, “you better wash your mouth, chris, if someone is very serious about this relationship that person is me.”

“what do you mean?” he asks, crossing his arms again.

“first of all, if you don’t really remember, i’ve been best friends with felix for much more time than i even know you, and he was the one who made us a couple!” you say. “this jealousy is so senseless that i can’t even believe you are serious.”

“i’m sorry if i don’t have this right.” he says, sitting down, eyebrows furrowed and lips pressed against each other.

“no, you don’t, you really don’t.” you say.

you sigh, feeling like all your happiness from the night disappeared.

“i know you’ve been working hard for this new album, but the past few weeks have been exhausting for me too. every day i go to sleep past two in the morning because i’m dying of worry, thinking if you’ve eaten, if you’re feeling cold, and i’ve barely seen you these days.” you say. “when i think i’m finally going to see my sweet boyfriend, you start with this senseless argument.” you sigh, pressing your temples.

he opens his mouth, but you make a sign for him to shush, “i’ve been dealing with a lot since we started dating, i’ve received hate, i’ve waited for you late at night, i’ve got late to work because i wanted to buy food for you and the boys, and even after all these hardships i’m still with you.” you say, starting to feel tears in your eyes. “if this isn’t proof enough for you to trust me and believe that i really love you, then i don’t know what you want from me.”

you take off your scarf, and tiredly walk to your bedroom, not wanting to hear a response from chan. you want him to think about it and then talk to you. you hate arguing, and keep talking while feeling so angry won’t help your relationship.

you take a quick shower and dress your baby blue pajamas. you know chan is still in the living room, because you didn’t hear your door closing, so he’s probably thinking if he should talk to you or not. you stop in front of your mirror, and start using your night products, you’re in a bad mood so maybe skincare can help.

your bedroom door opens, and chan puts his head inside, looking at you. you look at him and then look back to your mirror, waiting for him to say something. he walks to you, and can see he’s pondering if it’s a good idea to back hug you, but he ends up just staying by your side, rubbing the back of his neck.

“baby, i’m sorry....” he says. “i don’t really meant that.”

you look at him through the mirror, waiting for something else. this poor apology wouldn’t be enough today.

“i think i’m just really stressed, and i know i shouldn’t hurt you because of that... you know i’m not a jealous person, but i think i got angry because felix was able to see you when i wasn’t.” he sighs. “i’m just insecure because i know i’m not being a good boyfriend.”

you sigh, “you are a good boyfriend, otherwise, i wouldn’t be with you anymore. but i need you to trust me.”

“i don’t want you stuck with me when you deserve better, but i also can’t let you go.” he says, slowly placing his hand on your hip, scared you’re going to push him away.

“i’m okay with all of this, it’s your career and i always knew that.” you say, placing your hand on his cheek, feeling him relax under your touch. “but i need you to trust me and believe that i love you.”

“i’m sorry babygirl/boy, you’ve gone through a lot, i didn’t have the right to be so selfish, when you’re so good to me.” he pouts. “i’ll try to spend more time with you.”

you smile, stroking his dark curly hair, “don’t worry about that, focus on finishing your work, then we can have time for us.” you leave a peck on his lips.

“can i sleep here today?” he asks, pulling you closer and resting his chin on your shoulder.

you giggle, “how can i say no?”

he smiles, pulling away to look at you with lovingly eyes, stroking your cheek. you can see the guilt in his eyes, you knew chan hated hurting the ones he loved the most.

“it’s okay baby, i forgive you, stop worrying.” you say, pulling him for a tight hug.

“how can you even read my mind?” he asks to the air, giggling.

he takes a deep and shaky breath, what proves he was holding back tears. with his face in the crook of your neck, you can feel his tears going down.

“shh, it’s okay.” you say, stroking his back lovingly. “go take a shower, then we can sleep a little, hm?”

he nods and looks up, you wipe his tears and gives him a peck in each cheek.

after some minutes, you were laying in bed, waiting for chan to leave the shower. as soon as he shows up in the room, you smile at him and open your arms. he walks tiredly at you and lay by your side, placing his head on your chest.

you stroke his hair, and he looks up at you to give you a kiss. soon, he’s on top of you peppering your face with kisses, making you giggle.

“i haven’t seen you for days! i need to give you all the kisses you missed.” he says, smiling at you, and starting to kiss your neck.

you tickle him a little, and give his face some pecks too. you both smile at each other, knowing that, even with all those hardships, you would always find a way back to each other.

he lays down on his side, looking at you. he strokes your cheek and gives your nose a peck.

“you’re my safe place, you know that, right?” he whispers.

“and you’re mine, channie.” you smile.

i like this quite a lot, soooo i hope you guys like it too!! :))

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