#sorry's dics

[sorryitsmyfirstdayonearth]

Are you now or have you ever been masterlist

Two years ago, Sam lost you. Now you’re back among the living, granted a second chance by the fallen angel Gadreel.

But there’s one problem: you have no memory of who you are, what happened… or who Sam is.

Prologue - On the night it happens Chapter 1 - The Angel (4/25) Chapter 2 - Kilgore Chapter 3 - Leaving Chapter 4 - The Wall Chapter 5 - Memories Chapter 6 - Scars Chapter 7 - The Stranger Chapter 8 - Lessons in Storytelling Chapter 9 - Fight or Flight Chapter 10 - Re-orientation Chapter 11 - Days and Days Epilogue

CWs Sam Winchester x reader, Gadreel x reader, angst, romance, memory loss, implied/referenced violence, grief & depression, canon divergent, set in season 9

[ticklethehomies2]

Lol cause I'm still upset. I'm just gonna rant about it here!

I genuinely despise being a queer man in this community. The way that cishet men treat me is just like awful sometimes and i'd rather they call me a slur. I'm just tired of the covert ways homophobia slips into things. Why are you so afraid I'll treat you the same way you treat women??? I never said I liked you. Or was interested in you. It couldn't be further from the truth actually.

I could feel the disdain from the screen. One dimensional characters until they see someone they deem fuckable and all of a sudden they have a personality. And this isn't just Tumblr. Can't believe this shit happens irl too (I'm being facetious). I would love to be there for my male friends but the way they shut me out because I'm not who they're romantically and/or sexually attracted to is so fucked to me. And I get it- if that's not what they're comfortable with then whatever. BUT am I allowed to be pissed off cause I know the reason is just rooted in homophobia??

Maybe this is the aroace experience of recognizing how FUCKED UP the world is for placing romantic and sexual relationships above all things. Especially with men who will treat their partners as caregivers and therapists (in an unhealthy way). But then men have high rates of su!cide... And mental health problems and substance abuse issues...

It hurts to be whittled down to a sex obsessed deviant or predator because I'm queer. I'm literally just some guy. I'm not entitled to your attention, that's fine, but don't confuse me trying to reach out or spark a conversation as me hitting on you or trying to manipulate you into doing things you're uncomfortable with.

I'm just here to try to connect with people on this silly lil blog. Not here to intentionally cause harm or make people uncomfortable. I just ask that people be a little kinder and think before they act.

[fukia]

[brainfilehasstoppedworking]

Watching the anime made me realize how much faster the manga is LMAO. We were watching the first few episodes and I'm like "Where's Ami?" and then a second later I just remembered that "Oh yeah, this is an anime."

[sumire-bride]

{ Hmmm to rant about my lgbtq headcannons for the diaboys }

{ I'm sorry I'll never forgive them for not making diaboys a Yuri game, ik it's js a rumour BUT STILL shit is fucked up ong, now I gotta sit here n ponder }

[originemesis]

@angeliclute cont. from xxx

Mid-slurp, he sucked a little too hard at the whole 'lieutenant' thing and ended up inhaling a whole tapioca pearl. With a fit of choking and pounding on his chest to cough up the slimy little glob where it could roll under some shadowy corner of Sera's desk to be accidentally grazed with a foot or a wing tip later much to the head seraphim's disgust, he swung his golden gaze around to peer perplexed up at the lead seraph in charge, the jagged ends of his teeth parted already in preparation to complain. "Sera- what?? You can't just assign randos to my squad like this! Let alone the second in command. I mean- she doesn't even look like she's on the top 100 of the Halo leaderboards!" Leave it to Miss Freaky Eyes to foist some new recruit his way and then nudge her into a rank just under him...without any sort of proof she belonged there. Made him want to dig his talons in to that ornate desk of hers and rake away his frustrations like mahogany was his own personal scratching post.

When the recruit in question piped up, Adam swung his irate gaze around to squint over at her. A moment later, the golden wings unhooked from under his armpits and flared out to allow him to give a few petulant beats her way as if he sought to push her back a step or two with the wind he produced with the gesture. "Oh? Is that so??" A moment of tension electrified the air as he stalked forward, shoulders hunched and pointing directly at her. Target acquired. With a sudden upturn of his mouth, he flashed her a jagged grin as he craned his neck to lean down and practically bump foreheads with her. "Then I guess you don't mind swearing your loyalty right here, right now?" With a flutter, he moved the edge of his wing up and stopped short of hitting her in the face, grazing with the soft ends of golden feathers instead. Real generals and emperors and kings had chicks kiss their rings all the time...well, he didn't have any rings, but his feathers would do. "Preen me. Then I'll believe you~"

[volfoss]

fave thing is now that ik how to play dice im just going up to people and being like hi. sopping wet guy with no memory and pockets full of coin from dice games here. will you play dice with me. and when they turn me down bc dice games are of the devil (the priest basically is like hey. dice is evil and horrible), geralt just goes um. ok well youre doing other illegal stuff so play dice with me <- worlds worst little manipulator... all for one game of dice

[crimezi]

pikmin lookin ass

you wanna pluck me out of the ground so bad it makes you look stupid

[a-nerd-just-trying]

Hey... What about the Welsh? We, alongside the Cumbrians, Cornish, and other Britons existed in Brittania long before the English, just to be pushed out and exterminated both racially and culturally from many parts of what is now England. Can we also mention this?

I thot Oliver Cromwell died

[locamotivednp]

It’s actually crazy that I’ve loved sailor moon since I was like 4 years old. Like that’s almost 25 years….

Like I remember getting SuperS on VHS from Blockbusters in 2000. Like it was definitely the first media I loved. And i VIVIDLY remember learning Haruka and Michiru were actually gay and not cousins and being 😯😳😍

[gayrotinha]

I was looking for an app to talk to people and practice my English, but I get so anxious, and some folks there were really something 🙂

[dressycobra7]

@cherry-blossom-consumer @mylenapony11 @phoenixdaneko @swirly-lemonade @the-uncursed-one

fell art I forgot to post completely

i like to think fell doesn't like suits

[smutoperator]

Puppy Training

Danielle Marsh x Male Reader, Assistant

Tags: (lots of) anal, ass eating, begging, butt spreading, dog collar, domination, facial, full nelson, gape, mounting, pet play, queefing, sex toys, submissive slut, training

Word count: 4199

Danielle wanted to try new experiences. She started talking to a wealthy guy, and he invited her to his house for some fun.

But before her arrival, you had to set a few things up.

"This girl who is coming here, she is still very inexperienced. I want to give her some of my training, but I think she needs your help," you said, talking to a well-experienced assistant you had just hired. "I appreciate the gesture; I'll make sure I get her ready for you," the assistant answered. "So, what is your plan?" you then asked her.

"I will have my tools; I'll make sure to use them properly," the assistant answered, presenting you with her case of sex toys with many dildos and butt plugs. "She'll be ready for you, I can guarantee you that; she'll be begging for it, her asshole will be gaping for you," the assistant said. "Then I will go upstairs; just let you do your thing to her," you answered.

Danielle finally arrived at your house, but instead of you, the assistant was waiting for her. "Thank you for coming," the assistant said. Danielle looked at the table with all the toys the assistant had presented to you and was now ready to use on her.

"Thank you for coming," the assistant told Danielle. "Don't pay attention to these," she said as Dani looked at the toys. "Sorry," she answered the assistant. "Do as I say, no questions asked, and you'll have a memorable day, do you understand me?" the assistant told her.

"Show me your ass," the assistant told Danielle, who obliged, getting on all fours on the couch and lifting her skirt. "I see you came in prepared, little slut, no panties," she said, spanking Dani's bare butt. "Look at this tight little asshole," she continues, starting to lick it and preparing Danielle while stimulating her pussy with her hands.

"You like that?" the assistant asked as she spat on Danielle's asshole. "Yeah," Danielle answered. "Oh, you like your tight little asshole getting some attention," she continued, increasing the speed of her tonguing.

"Open up that butthole for me, let me see," the assistant said as she continued to run her mouth over it. "So fucking tight, a sexy young teen asshole," she continued. "Please let me in, you're gonna like it even more when instead of my hands it's going to be his cock," the assistant continued.

"Do you wanna taste your fucking ass?" the assistant asked, shoving a pair of fingers up Danielle's anus as she moaned. "Answer me," the assistant commanded, spanking Dani's ass. "Yeah, please, let me taste it," she then answered, moaning again.

"Open your mouth," the assistant told Danielle, who obliged and tasted her ass from the assistant's fingers. "You like that, you dirty little bitch?" the assistant asked. "Yeah," Danielle answers. "Then suck it like a dick, little bitch," the assistant commanded, shoving her whole hand in her mouth.

"Show me how your suck dick, stick out your tongue, make it nice and wet for your asshole," the assistant ordered as Danielle bobbed her head on your hand, before pushing it back into the young girl's ass. "Ohhhh," Danielle moaned. "Let me in, push that little butthole out, you're gonna need it for his cock, it's really big, don't run away," the assistant said as she fisted Dani's asshole.

"Beg for more, baby," the assistant told Danielle. "Please, more," Dani said as her asshole kept getting fisted deeper and deeper. "Does it feel good, little bitch?" she asked. "Yes," Dani answered.

"Your fucking pussy is already so wet, you're such a horny buttslut," the assistant said as she finger-fucked Dani's butthole while fingering her pussy. "Open up that hole, let me look inside that ass," she said, tonguing it one more time as Danielle moaned. "It feels really good," Danielle answered.

"You're gonna love his dick in your ass then; let me keep stretching that fucking butthole for him," the assistant told Danielle. "Yeah," Danielle answered as the assistant grabbed one of the buttplugs from the table and shoved it in Dani's mouth. "Get it nice and wet and spread that asshole for me," she commanded as Danielle followed her instructions.

The assistant teased Danielle, putting the plug in and out of her asshole. "Hear the sound of your asshole opening up and gaping for me," the assistant said as a queefing sound came out of it before she pulled the plug. "Look at that gape, it's so cute; keep opening that hole for me and relax," she continued.

"Tell me you love it; you better not be lying to me," the assistant says as she keeps shoving that plug. "Yeah," Danielle answers. "Then let me put something bigger in it," she says, putting a very large plug into Danielle's ass. "Does it feel good?" she asks. "Yeah," Danielle answers. "Then let me just put everything," the assistant continues.

"Do you feel like a slut?" "Yeah," Danielle says again. "I don't think you're ready yet; your butthole is closing. Open that ass," the assistant says. Danielle spreads her butt again, letting the assistant penetrate her butthole with the plug. "Keep that hole open for me," she says as Danielle rubs her pussy.

"I love that sound; that asshole is begging for some big fat cock," the assistant says as Danielle's backdoor keeps queefing. "You're doing well; you must really want his cock," she continues. The assistant picks up a larger dildo as Danielle's gape keeps growing. "Push it," she orders, enjoying as Danielle's butt pops it out.

"Such a yummy asshole," the assistant says as she tastes Danielle's ass from the toy. "You feel that inside you?" she asks, thrusting the dildo harder. "Yes," Danielle answers. "Beg for it," the assistant replies. "Please, please, give me more," Danielle begs.

"Good girl, I think you're ready to be wrecked by his cock," the assistant says, licking Danielle's gaping asshole. "Get on the floor, on your knees," the assistant commands, letting Danielle kiss her to taste her ass before putting a dog collar on her neck with a chain. "You're going to be a good bitch for him, worship his cock, and take it in all of your holes," she says to Danielle before leaving.

"He's upstairs," the assistant tells Danielle, who climbs into your room. You grab her by the chain as Danielle crawls on all fours like a good puppy as you drag her across the room. "Are you ready?" you ask her. "Yes," Danielle promptly answers. "Then unzip my pants and suck my cock," you get straight to the point.

Danielle does as you ask, unzipping your pants and popping your massive cock off, putting it in her mouth, and sucking it softly as she remains on her knees. You look at her beautiful face full of your cock, taking your jacket off as she bobs her head on your shaft without her hands, grabbing her by the chain as she tries to choke on your dick. She licks her chops, moving her head faster in your direction and coating your cock with her saliva, strings of it licking her mouth and your tip. You pop your cock's tip in and out of her mouth, teasing her as you softly fuck her face.

"I'll do anything for you," Danielle says with a big smile on her face. You push your cock deeper in her mouth, watching her roll her eyes. "Make me your bitch," she begs. The facefucking continues, you doing everything in your power to make her gag on your cock as you stuff Dani's beautiful mouth before pushing her chin up for her to look in your eyes.

"I'm gonna fuck your ass really hard today," you tell her. She smiles, enjoying your words. "Yes, sir, please," she begs, as you keep using her mouth to get your cock wet, popping your cock in and out of it. "I'll submit to all of your desires," she says as she grabs your shaft and works her mouth around it, jerking it off intensely as she gives you a good blowjob and makes you groan.

"Good puppy," you say to Danielle as you grab her head and fuck her face. She answers with more cock-sucking, massaging your balls and your pole as she tastes it in her mouth. "It feels so good when you shove it down my little throat," she says.

"Open your mouth, let me push it slowly," you tell Danielle, shoving your cock balls deep in her throat as you grab her head. "You shoved it so deep I couldn't even breathe; it's so massive inside me, it feels so wonderful," Danielle says after she gags.

"Please fuck me, take control of my body, sir, I want to be dominated," Danielle begs you. You get her up, kissing her cock-filled mouth as she strokes your shaft, before turning her around and pinning her against the blue chair in your living room. You lift her skirt, looking at the butt plug your assistant put in her asshole, spanking her ass as you look at her pantyless backside.

"Hmmm," Danielle moans as she gets spanked. You slowly guide your cock inside her pussy. "Yeah," she moans, feeling the tip penetrate her folds. "Oh yes, please," she says, you grabbing her by the dog leash and giving her the first round of thrusts, going very slow and enjoying her moan. "Yes, oh yes," she moans as you push it a little deeper.

"Please, please, fuck me harder, ahhhh." Danielle begs; you grab the leash and pound her hard, making her cheeks clap. "OH YEAH YEAH YEAH," she moans as her pussy gets stretched out, already losing her breath. You slowly unbutton your shirt, getting yourself completely naked and groaning as you enjoy Dani's tight young pussy wrapped around your cock, her body bouncing hard with your hard thrusts.

"YEAH, OH MY GOD," Danielle moans as she gets pounded hard, clinging to the chair as you show no mercy to her pussy. You pull the dog leash in your direction, treating her like your puppy. "Fuck my pussy," she begs as you slow down, spreading her ass as you pop your cock in and out of it.

"Fuck my pussy, destroy it," Danielle begs you. Her beautiful eyes and sexy smile drive you crazy. You tease her with slow thrusts before attacking her pussy hard, grabbing her arms behind her back. "Give me your cock, I want it all, I want it every inch, yes," she tells you as her cheeks get clapped hard. "OH MY GOD," she moans, keeping her ass spread at every second, much to your enjoyment.

"Please, make me cum; I want it harder," Danielle begs and gets it, the hard pounding going nonstop. "DON'T STOP, DON'T STOP, FUCK," she screams, you grabbing her waist and giving her cunt really fast thrusts that make her legs shake and her juices drip.

"Come taste it," you tell Danielle, who gets on her knees and hungrily turns in your direction to suck your cock. "Please fuck my ass," she begs you with your cock still deep in her mouth as she tries to get it wet for her asshole. "I want to feel all of your cock in my ass," she tells you, savoring your cock and running it over her face and then deepthroating it after a long head-bobbing.

"Fuck," you groan as Danielle deepthroats your cock, hungrily taking it like a good puppy. "So good," you tell her, popping it in and out of her mouth. "Please, I want you to fuck my ass," she begs again. "Are you prepared?" you ask her, Danielle just positively nodding.

"I'm ready," Danielle says as you grab her by her leash and push her to your bed. She softly jerks your cock off as you romantically kiss her and take her clothes off. "You smell so good," you tell her. But Danielle is only focused on one thing.

"Please, use my ass," she tells you. You remove her buttplug as you lie in your bed, slowly guiding your big, fat cock to her asshole. "I'm ready to be used," she tells you.

You guide your cock to Danielle's ass, take things very slowly, grabbing Danielle's legs and lifting them up as you give her butt some soft little pumps. "Oh my God, it's so big in my tight little ass, feels so good stretching me, so deep in my ass," she says, softly moaning as she tries to get used to it. You slowly pick up the pace. "I love the way you stretch my hole," she tells you as the speed gets faster. "Oh my god, yeah," she moans.

Her tight asshole quickly drives you crazy; you are unable to resist for long as you start pumping up her ass really hard. "Oh yeah," she moans, closing her eyes as her legs get up in the air. "Fuck that ass, I want it all, oh my god," she moans as your balls slap against her cheeks.

"That's it, make me gape, baby," Danielle says as you tease her, getting your cock in and out of her asshole and showing off her already massive gape. "Fuck me hard," she continues to beg. You quickly put Danielle under your full control, pushing her legs and giving her a full nelson pounding. "OHHHHHHH YESSSS," she screams as you put her body under your full mercy, pounding her asshole like an animal.

"OH MY GOD, OH YES, TAKE EVERY FUCKING INCH, AHHHH, FUCK MY ASS JUST LIKE THAT, I'M A SLUT TAKING IT ALL IN MY BUTT FOR YOU," Danielle screams as she gets completely dominated, fast thrusts making her asshole queef as you destroy it. "YES, FUCK, IT FEELS SO GOOD, OH MY GOD," she screams. "I'm gonna cum all over your cock, OH MY GOD," she moans, closing her eyes and enjoying being used like a toy by your big fat cock.

"FUCK ME UNTIL I CUM, GIVE IT TO ME, FUCKKK," Danielle screams as your thrusts get extremely fast, her asshole getting pounded like a piston. "I'M GONNA CUM," she announces, you pulling out of her massively gaped asshole as she squirts.

After you're done pounding her hard, Danielle tries riding your cock, moving her hips sexily in a reverse cowgirl position. "Such a big, juicy cock," she says, grabbing your shaft as she bounces on it. "It's so big, I don't know if I can handle it," she says. "Let me test it then," you tell Danielle, pushing your cock upwards into her asshole. "Damn, it's massive, bulging under my tummy so good, oh my god," she says.

Danielle spins on your cock and gets used to your massive length. "I can barely fit it all inside me, ohhhh," she moans as she keeps bouncing, moving much faster this time as she moans and screams. "I just want to be your pleasure girl," she tells you as you spank her ass from behind.

"Let me taste my little asshole," Danielle begs you, quickly diving to suck your cock as soon as it gets out of her ass. She sucks it to perfection, her beautiful face all over your asshole-flavored cock. "So good," you praise her.

You give Danielle's ass a little tap as you put her in a spooning position. "I was born to be used for you," she says as you tease your cock around her anal entrance before pushing it slowly deeper inside her. "Use me just like that, fuck, please," Danielle begs as you grab her hair.

Once again, you start slow, enjoying digging your cock inside Danielle's butthole. "Put it all in there," she begs, but you take your time, watching her asshole gape hard with your thick cock stretching it out. "Fuck, I love the way you fuck my asshole; give it all to me," she begs.

"Fuck, I want every inch inside my asshole; treat me like a good slut," Danielle says as you lick her armpits while pounding her hard, quickly accelerating your thrusts. "I love the way you stretch my tiny little asshole, fuck, I want every inch of your cock deep in my ass," she moans. "FUCK, I'M YOUR FUCKING BUTTSLUT, FUCK ME RIGHT THERE," she screams as you spank her cute ass.

"Show me who's the fucking boss, fuck me hard, YESSSS," Danielle begs as you increase the pace of the pounding. You tease her again, grinding your shaft against her entrance before putting it back in. "Yes, right there," Danielle says as she feels your cock stretching her ass again, you grabbing her butt and clapping her cheeks hard, making her moan while her cute tits bounce.

"Yes, yes, yes," Danielle moans as you wrap your arms around her body and spit in her mouth before resuming the hard drilling in her asshole. "AHHHHHH," she screams as her ass gets used hard, fingering her pussy to deal with the heat. "I love feeling your cock in my asshole," she tells you.

"OH MY GOD YES YES YES," Danielle screams like a slut as her cheeks get clapped hard, you going at full speed in her asshole now, you groaning loudly. You stop a bit, enjoying her massive gape. "Yes, baby, stretch that gape open," she begs you, spreading her ass as her pink insides pop out after your thrusts. "Look at me spreading that ass wide open for that big fucking dick. I love having your cock stretching it out," she says.

"Make me feel all of it, take it all in my ass," Danielle begs, looking in your eyes as you go in and out of her ass. "Get back inside, please, fuck my tight ass, make me your bitch, destroy my tight little ass," she commands, her words making you push harder.

"GIVE IT TO ME, BABY, FUCK ME, OH YES." Danielle screams, you now rubbing her pussy as you attack her ass at full speed. "OH MY GOD, BABY, DON'T STOP, YES, GIVE IT TO ME," she screams, your hands all over her pussy, her gape wider than ever. "The feel of your dick spreading my ass wide open is so good, sliding in and out and using it like it's your personal toy, fuck," she moans.

"PLEASE, BABY, GIVE ME EVERY INCH. FUCK, I'M GONNA CUM," Danielle's legs start quivering with your cock buried deep in her asshole and pounding it nonstop. Her legs close as she squirms with the hard pounding you give her. "SHITTTT," she screams as you give little taps in her pussy as her juices come out. "Make my body shake; that feels so good," she says as she gets drilled hard. "FUCK ME LIKE THAT, MAKE ME CUM, BABY, OH MY GOD, YESSSSS," she continues to scream, losing her breath as her asshole gets destroyed.

"FUCKKKKK," Danielle screams as you make her cum, slowing down to appreciate her ever-growing gape. "I love cumming while getting fucked in the ass," she says, sharing kisses with you as a way to thank you for the hard fucking. You kiss her neck and worship her body as well, especially her tits.

"More, please," Danielle begs. You put her in a missionary position, her perfectly spreading her ass for you to fuck. "Please, put it back in my ass," she begs as you stick your cock back inside it. "I love feeling your cock go in and out," she says as you tease her. "I wanna feel out of it; it's so good," she continues.

"Stretch my asshole, oh my god, it's so big, fuck my ass," Danielle says. You hit her with deep but slow thrusts, making her moan. "I'm gonna spread it for you. I love feeling it. I love the way you make me gape. Look how it spreads open nice and wide for you," she says.

You take a little break to worship Danielle's young pink pussy. "Oh yeah," she moans as you bury your head in her folds. "Oh yeah," Danielle moans. "Please, put it back, use my body, fuck my asshole," she begs, fingering her pussy as you attack her ass deeper. "I'm your fuck toy; use me, baby," she keeps begging as you choke her. But in spite of it, she keeps her ass spread out at all moments. "My body is all yours; I'm your little whore," she tells you as your ass-fucking picks up the pace.

"FUCK MY LITTLE ASSHOLE, AHHHH, THAT FEELS SO FUCKING GOOD," Danielle screams. "AHHHH, AHHHH, OH MY GOD, FUCK MY ASS," she continues to scream. "I want it all; make me fucking cum again," she continues to plead, getting out of breath every second. "

"YES, JUST LIKE THAT, FUCK, I'M SO WET, I'M GONNA CUM, MAKE ME YOURS, DRILL ME, MAKE ME TAKE EVERY FUCKING INCH," Danielle screams loudly. "Give it to me. I'm your gaped little fucking slut, your fuckdoll. Take it deep," she keeps begging as her asshole queefs with your thrusts.

"FUCK, IT'S SO DEEP IN MY GUTS I CAN BARELY TAKE IT," Danielle continues to scream as you climb on top of the bed, pounding her ass hard. "Oh yeah, fuck my ass, that feels so good, I want to feel all of your cock inside me," she says as you fuck her like a raging bull. "Make me your little fucking slut; that feels so good," she continues to beg.

"FUCK THAT ASS, GIVE IT TO ME, I WANT IT ALL," Danielle continues to scream, your thrusts hitting faster than ever, her tight butthole draining your whole energy. "Look how much you made me gape," Danielle says as you slow down and she spreads her ass. "You like it when I spread it for you?" she asks.

"Give me that cock, go in and out, tease my asshole," Danielle continues to command as you alternate slow and fast thrusts in her asshole. "I love how your cock feels inside me," she says as the pounding resumes. "FUCK MY ASS, I WANT TO CUM ALL OVER YOUR COCK, YES, YES, OH MY GOD, AHHHHH, RIGHT THERE, RIGHT THERE, I'M CUMMING," she screams as a fountain of juices comes out of her pussy.

"Bend over on the chair," you command Danielle, who quickly obliges, still recovering from her orgasm. You tease her, rubbing your hands on her body and spanking her ass. "Yes, keep going, I can take it," she moans as her cheeks turn red. You can tell her whole body is aching as she has taken a good pounding, but you need to give her one last round she's never going to forget.

You mount on top of Danielle and put your cock back in her ass. "YES, GIVE ME WHAT I NEED, FUCK," she screams as she gets pounded hard, you making her body bounce hard with your deep thrusts. "Give me more, deeper," she begs as you attack her asshole, her head buried against the chair.

"I LOVE BEING USED BY YOU, I LOVE BEING A FUCKTOY, I LOVE HOW GOOD YOU FUCK MY ASS," Danielle screams, you playing with her gape. "I wanna feel it, every inch. Stretch me open, oh my god," she keeps begging. You grab her cheeks for a better grip. "Fuck my ass, that's so fucking good," she tells you.

"GIVE IT TO ME GOOD, DON'T STOP, OH MY GOD, FUCK MY ASS," Danielle tells you as she rubs her cunt, losing her breath as her gape is already the size of her tennis balls. "THAT'S WHAT I WANT, GAPE ME WIDE OPEN, POUND MY LITTLE ASS," she screams, her asshole queefing with your hard pounding.

"OH MY GOD, MAKE ME FUCKING GAPE," Danielle continues to beg as you mount on top of her like a bull. "I WANT YOU TO FUCK ME LIKE THERE IS NO TOMORROW. I want you to give it to me. YES, YES, YES, AHHHHH," she continues to scream. "God, you're gonna make me cum," you tell her.

"Come here," you tell Danielle as you get ready to empty your balls in her face. "Drain your balls all over me, please, cover my pretty face with cum, cum for me, baby, in my eyes and my mouth, please," Danielle begs for your load as you stroke your cock close to her face, giving her plenty of close-range cumshots, her kissing your cock and sucking it to thank you.

"I want it all. Oh, I love being covered in cum like that," Danielle says as she licks your shaft, her cum-covered face looking like she spilled some milk on it. "Did you like your training, little puppy?" you ask her.

"Yes, I want you to fuck me in the ass every week and be your anal slut," Danielle answers you as she sucks your cock one last time. "I can do that," you tell her. "I will always be ready. I wanna be your little anal bitch, your fuckpuppy," she tells you as she leaves your room and gets herself dressed.

"Next time I'll bring my sister or one of my group members," she says.

[little-writers-posts]

Keeping You Warm (The Milkman x F!Reader)

Author's Note: It's been a long (LONG) time since I wrote smut, so please excuse anything, plus English is not my native language so I apologise for any mistakes. But I do hope you enjoy this!

Warnings: MINORS DNI 18+ Smut. However, it's quite light/soft, so to speak. The reader has a female genitalia.

Word Count: 1.957

“Double shift again, Francis?” I asked over the phone.

“I’m sorry, (Y/N).” I heard Francis’ tired voice say in almost a whisper.

“Is there really no other person who could take the shift? It’s the third time this week, Francis. You’re killing yourself.” I sighed as I rested my head on my hand.

“Not really; everyone has been quitting lately because of the rise in the number of the doppelgangers' sights.” I heard the sound of glass bottles clattering in the background.

“Just… Don’t push yourself too hard, okay? You’re already tired and worn out. I understand that there’s a job that needs to be done, but you’re human.”

“I know. Don’t worry, I’ll take care of myself. Don’t wait up for me, okay? Get your rest. You need it more than I do. Bye.”

“Bye.” I hung up the phone, lowered my head, and laid it on the table.

It has been nearly two weeks since I last saw Francis, which is foolish since we live in the same apartment. However, due to our jobs and taking shifts, our schedules haven't been exactly the same. It’s actually gotten worse because he’s been taking double shifts to cover the lack of people, and now he has to deliver the milk and stay an extra shift preparing all the packs for the next day, which means not only collecting the empty bottles but also refilling them and sorting them out in the boxes. We only see each other when the other one is asleep since I start my shifts early, and he only gets home quite late.

As I was lost in thought, someone knocked on the window. Steven was waving his papers to get into the building.

“Sorry,” I mumbled, proceeding with my work.

Eventually, my shift ended, and I went to my and Francis’ apartment. While setting down my things, I checked my schedule for the next day, and a big smile spread across my face. It was a day off. I decided to wait up for Francis, so for the next few hours, I occupied myself with getting dinner ready and tidying up the house. When I ran out of things to do, I sat in the living room watching one of my favorite shows.

It was past midnight when I heard the keys to the front door. Francis walked in looking as tired as ever, sighing as he locked the door, the tension leaving his shoulders at being home becoming visible.

“Welcome home, love,” I said, getting up from the couch.

“I told you not to wait up, (Y/N),” Francis whispered as he wrapped his arms around my waist, holding me tight.

“I’m not working tomorrow, so I thought I would wait for you,” I whispered back. I held his face in my hands, and he looked exhausted. “Do you want to go to bed? We could cuddle a little before sleep.”

“I would like that,” he smiled.

He followed me into the bedroom and started to get changed. I got in bed while waiting for him.

Soon, I felt his arms around my waist and his lips pressed against my neck. I turned off the lights and faced him. I put my palm on his cheek and caressed it with my thumb. I heard him sigh and move his head closer and I held it between my hands. His lips met mine in a soft and slow kiss.

“I missed you” Francis’s embrace tightened.

“I missed you too, my love” I smiled.

We kissed again, our lips moving slowly, just appreciating each other’s presence. His hand moved from my waist to my hip and down to my butt, giving it a light squeeze. I gasped slightly, and Francis took the opportunity to slide his tongue inside my mouth. What was just a lingering kiss turned into something more pressing. The warmth and softness of our lips, the wet touch of tongues, and the subtle taste of each other only added to my incoming arousal.

Unconsciously, I pushed my hips against his during the kiss, feeling his semi-hard dick. Francis moaned into the kiss. With his hand under my neck, he grabbed a fist full of my hair at the back of my head, squeezing tight and deepening the kiss. His other hand moved back to my waist, slipping under my shirt, caressing my skin, leaving goosebumps all over me.

“Fuck,” he muttered under his breath, breaking the kiss and leaving both of us panting.

Francis rested his forehead on mine, and his hands continued rubbing the skin of my waist and neck.

“I thought you were tired,” I smiled.

“I am, but I want you,” he said hoarsely.

At the same time, his leg slipped between mine, pulling me closer by the waist. I could feel his need pressing against my intimate parts. I squeezed his leg between mine, rubbing my heat trying to ease my aching, but I knew he was exhausted, so I took the lead.

“What if I keep you warm?” I asked.

I spit a bit into my hand and reached for his pants, slipping under the waistband and into his underwear. I took his dick and started slowly moving, feeling him twitch. Francis groaned, and I felt his breath at the top of my head; he hugged me tighter and started to slowly, rocking his hips against my hand. I felt a chill down my spine; my core throbbed, and I felt it was getting wetter.

“Prep me up?” I mumbled.

Francis hummed, agreeing. His hand went from my waist to my heat, massaging my skin lightly along the way, and he pressed one finger to my entrance. I moaned quietly, continuing to pump him. He started to spread my juices around my lips and then pushed one finger inside. I moved my hips along with his finger, Francis kept his movements slow, and with each thrust, he touched a new spot inside me. Soon, he added a second finger, making me moan again and grind my hips in his hand.

“And I thought I was in need,” Francis chuckled.

“Francis…” I whimpered.

He pressed his thumb into my clit and began his scissors movements inside me, also curling his fingers to reach that sweet spot and stroke it, making me roll my eyes and breath heavily. I lifted my head, looking once again for his lips, and captured them in a hungrily open-mouth kiss, our tongues stroking each other rapidly and messy, with spit starting to drip.

I felt my walls pulsing around his fingers and that tickling sensation in my lower belly rushing me to grind faster. But I forced myself to stop. I pulled my hand away from his throbbing dick and grabbed his wrist, moving him away from me. I pushed Francis by the shoulder, laying his back on the mattress, and undressed myself. I lifted my leg and sat across Francis's lap, pulling his clothes down, freeing his dick, making him groan.

I kissed his tip and licked his entire length, from bottom to top, taking him to my mouth next. I took him until his tip reached the back of my throat and pumped the rest with my hand. I bobbed my head, sucking him and pressing my tongue against his flesh. Francis gave a husky groan and thrust his hips, hands tangling my hair.

When his dick was all wet, I raised myself and aligned my entrance with his tip. I slowly sink into him, feeling him twitch, relinquishing the feeling of his dick filling me up until he was all of him was inside me.

I set my hands on his stomach, getting used to the sensation of having him inside. Francis released a strangled breath, his hands resting on my thighs, caressing them with his thumbs.

When I was about to move, Francis took a strand of my hair and nestled it behind my ear, pulling me towards him by the back of my neck right after. He kissed me again, lips moving rapidly, only pulling away when we needed air.

The sudden movement had me squeezing his dick and he grinded his hips against me.

“Fucking tight,” Francis whispered.

I began rocking my hips, Francis matched my pace by grinding into me. Grunts and pants echoed in the bedroom; my hands were back on his stomach for balance, his hands pressed firmly on my waist to guide my movements and leave bruises. Each thrust felt heavenly, his dick sliding in and out, hitting the right spots every time, making me whimper and my legs shake.

The familiar tickling feeling in my lower belly came back, and my movements became erratic, faster, and sloppier, chasing that rush.

“I’m cuming,” I begged.

“Wait for me,” Francis urged.

He grabbed my leg and pushed my back onto the mattress. Settled between my legs, Francis resumed his movements, thrusting deep and fast. The change in position made me whine and squeeze him even tighter; it was bliss, the feeling of his weight on me, his grinding, and his dick rubbing every part inside me and hitting just the right spot.

“Francis, please” I begged again.

“Almost there” he grunted.

I tried my best to delay my incoming orgasm, focusing on Francis, on his short breaths, his muscles stiffening beneath my fingers, his raspy moans in my ear, just everything about him, taking my mind away from the pleasure he was giving me.

I tightened my legs around his body and my nails scratched his back, I was so close.

“Cum with me,” Francis pleaded.

I focused back on the sensation in my lower area. Francis sped up his pace, with chaotic and messy movements, as he began to shake. I felt the buildup of tension that made my back arch and my toes curl, like a clenching feeling. As soon as I thought that I couldn’t take it anymore, I sensed all that tension being released and pulsing throughout my body, an all-consuming release and euphoria. I moaned loudly against Francis's skin.

At the same time, Francis tensed up gave his final deep thrust and his dick throbbed inside me, releasing all of his seed, filling me up.

Francis kissed my lips tenderly, again, again and again, holding my face while supporting the weight of his body on one arm.

“I love you” he whispered between kisses.

“I love you too” I giggled, kissing him back.

He lay next to me, pulling me onto his chest. We stayed like that for a while, still panting and recovering.

“I’ll get you some water and a towel,” he said kissing my temple.

“No, it's okay I’ll get it” I pushed him down and got up. “I have to use the bathroom anyway. Do you need anything?”

“Just some water, please”.

I went to the bathroom, cleaned myself and then got a glass of water from the kitchen. When I came back to the bedroom, Francis’s breathing was deep and slow, suggesting that he was already asleep. I smiled and placed the water on his nightstand, I gave a small peck on his lips and laid down in bed, feeling my muscles relaxing after so much tension and pleasure.

The fact that our lives are regularly in danger because of the doppelgangers leaves everyone on edge, meaning that our time together safe at home is a blessing and a getaway from everything on the outside. Losing ourselves in each other is not only a reminder of being alive but also a reassurance that the other person we love so much is still by our side.

Thinking about all the things we do for each other, and while caressing softly Francis's face, I also fell asleep.

[sanguineterrain]

crushin' | jason todd

Summary: Barbara invites you to dinner with the Bats. She's done so before, and you've always declined, but this time, you agree because the Bat you've had a crush on for ages will be there. Little do you know, the only reason he's staying for dinner is because of you.

Pairing: Jason Todd x gn!reader 

Word count: 2.5k

Warnings/tags: batfam shenanigans, dick is a good meddling brother and deserves a fruit basket, fluff and humor, kissing, crushes, love confessions. just wanted to write something sweet and light :)

the divider

"So you're gonna press this," Barbara says, demonstrating on her own screen.

You follow along, clicking and typing. She nods.

"Good. Then you're gonna do this."

You open the file. A video of what looks to be Bruce drunkenly hula-hooping pops up. Your eyes widen.

"And that's how you keep Bruce in check," Barbara says, patting your shoulder. "Use sparingly. Only when he's getting on your last nerve."

"Wow," you say. "Babs, I... I don't know if I should have this kind of power."

"No, it's cool. I have dirt on everyone in this family, so really, it's my power. You're the only one who gets to see the vault."

You look at her. "You scare me."

She grins. "Thanks! Anyway, you're free to go. They'll be back from the mission soon, so our job is pretty much over."

The computer beeps. She checks the notification and types back. Then she hums.

"Or, you can, y'know, join us for dinner. Alfred keeps wondering when you'll do so."

You press your lips together. "I dunno, Babs... are you sure? I don't want to intrude."

"You're not. Seriously. And you know what I just found out? Jason will be here too."

Well. That does certainly stop your refusal in its tracks. You haven't seen Jason properly since he returned. You feel a pang of guilt at that; true, he's never at the Manor, at least not when you're around. But you could've reached out by now.

Still, being able to see him again properly is a wonderful opportunity. One you can't pass up.

"Okay," you say. "I'll join you all. As long as Alfred's okay with it."

She rolls her eyes, smiles. "Don't be ridiculous. C'mon."

You follow her to the elevator Bruce got installed for her. In the Manor, most of the family are sitting down to dinner. Damian and Cass are on one side of the table. Bruce is at the head. Alfred is still bustling in the kitchen.

You start to pull out the chair next to Cass, but Barbara startles you.

"That's Dick's chair!" She smiles sympathetically. "Sorry. He's particular. Isn't he, guys?"

"Yes," Cass says. "He's comfortable here."

"I've no idea what you're referring to, Gordon," says Damian. He nods at you. "Hello."

You smile. "Hey, Damian. That's fine. I'll sit next to you, Babs." You sit in the middle of three chairs, with Barbara on your right and an empty chair on your left.

"Hi, Cass. Hello, Mr. Wayne."

"Bruce," he reminds you. That's not happening. It feels way too weird to call him Bruce, even though you've known him since Jason was Robin. Just, no.

Cass smiles. "Hello. Glad to have you."

"Where's Tim and Duke?" you ask.

"Thomas is at university," Damian says. "Drake is probably with that idiot clone he calls a boyfriend."

Bruce looks up. "Tim and Connor are dating?"

"Good God," Barbara mumbles.

"Well, yes, Father. They've been dating for quite some time, even shared a room together. Last month, Drake went undercover in Atlantic City and the clone—"

"Old man! Where are you?"

"Jason, just—"

"Shut it, Dickhead."

The grandfather clock swings open, revealing the Cave entrance. Up stomps Jason, followed by Dick. Jason has a smear of purple goo on his forehead, but otherwise is clean. His back is to you.

Jason points an accusing gloved finger at Bruce. "You owe me a new bike, new guns, new gear, new phone, new—"

"Jason, slow down. Why exactly do I owe you new things?" Bruce asks.

"Because Tweedle-Dum here didn't scan the fuckin' spaceship that landed in Syracuse and melted my bike with purple goo!"

"It said it was empty," Dick says tiredly. "How was I supposed to know an abandoned ship would spit goo?"

"Okay, alright, boys, don't fight. Yes, Jason, I'll compensate everything you lost in Syracuse."

"Yeah, you will. And a new fridge." Jason thinks. "And a new TV."

"Master Jason," Alfred begins, walking into the dining room with a dish of roasted potatoes. "You may continue your bargaining with Master Bruce after dinner. Wipe that alien sludge off your face and have a seat."

Jason sighs. "Alf, I appreciate the invite, but you know I don't dine with most of the folks at this table. Gets real fuckin' crowded."

"Master Jason, watch your language," Alfred says sternly. "We have a guest. Behave like the young man I raised you to be."

Jason scoffs. "Who, Barbie? She doesn't—" He turns and stops, staring at you.

You smile, suddenly self-conscious. "Hi."

He swallows, eyes wide. "Hi. Hey."

"Aren't you staying for dinner?" you ask, confused. "Barbara said you were."

"I—" He glances at Barbara, then looks at you. "Uh. Well. I don't really..."

"C'mon, Jay, you guys should catch up!" Dick says brightly, already seated.

Jason's mouth sours as he turns to Dick. You pull out the chair next to you and tap the seat.

"You can sit next to me," you say, looking up at Jason.

He immediately turns back to you, lips parted. "Oh. I—y-yeah. Sure. Thanks."

"Master Jason. The goo," Alfred reminds, raising a brow. "And hang up your jacket."

Jason quickly backs up and bumps into the table corner. He winces.

"Right. I'm gonna... yeah. Be right back."

Jason disappears down the hall. Dick grins wolfishly at Barbara.

"You're amazing," he says.

"I know," she says, shrugging.

Alfred serves the last tray of vegetables, then sits. Jason soon returns, gloves and jacket away and goo-free.

"Did you style your hair, Todd?" Damian asks.

"No. Shut it." Jason scoots in his chair, glaring at his brother. But when you pass him the tray of roast, his expression softens. He smiles at you.

"Thanks," he says, and puts three slices on his plate. "Great roast, Alf."

"You haven't tried it," Alfred says, but looks very pleased.

"Don't need to."

"We're very glad you're here, Jason," Bruce says. "All things considered—"

Jason holds up a hand. "Ah-ah. I'm not here for you, old man. Save the speech for another day."

"And who are you here for, Jason?" Dick asks, propping his chin on his hands.

"None of your beeswax, Dick."

Dick shrugs. Damian begins to talk about an art project in school. You pay the appropriate amount of attention until Jason nudges your arm.

"Hey," he says, nodding at your empty glass. "Didja get something to drink?"

"Oh." Heat creeps up your neck. "Um, no. Sorry. I didn't know where to get the drinks."

"'S okay. Alf doesn't put out drinks anymore 'cause everybody drinks something different. You just help yourself to whatever's in the fridge. I'll get it for ya."

"Jason, you don't have to—"

He holds up a hand, smiling. "C'mon, none of that. You're a guest. Orange Fanta, right?"

You blink. "You remembered."

"Uh." His cheeks go pink. "I mean, yeah. No biggie. I'll be back."

Jason stands. Immediately, the others pounce.

"Are you going to the kitchen?" Dick asks.

"No," Jason says.

"Can you get me another Diet Coke?"

"Todd, if you're going to the kitchen, I would like another lemonade, please," Damian says.

"I just said I'm not going to the—"

"Master Jason, will you please bring this into the kitchen?" Alfred asks, holding up an empty tray.

Jason heaves a sigh. You wince.

"Sorry," you whisper.

He shakes his head and winks. "Nah, 's not you."

Obediently, Jason takes the tray and goes to the kitchen. He returns with a Diet Coke, which he tosses at Dick, who catches it with one hand, and a bottle of lemonade, which he throws to Damian who also catches it with one hand and a scowl. Finally, Jason opens the Orange Fanta for you and gently pours it into your glass, then sets the half-full can next to your plate. He sits down.

"Of course they get special treatment," Dick mumbles into his drink.

The table rattles, and Dick winces, squinting at Jason. The table rattles again, and Jason hisses.

"Boys," Bruce says wearily. "Enough."

"Yeah, Jason," Dick says, sticking his nose up. "Y'know it's my birthday soon. I deserve a brother who doesn't kick me."

"Oh, I'll tell ya what you deserve," Jason begins.

"Are we doing laser tag?" Cass pipes up from the end.

"'Course we are! Everybody's gonna be there." Dick looks pointedly at Jason. "Except my own brother. He refused."

You look at Jason, who's got a nasty glower aimed at Dick.

"You're not coming?" you ask.

Jason's expression melts away when he turns to you. "Uh, I mean—"

"No, he's not," Dick says, pulling the saddest pout you've ever seen. "He said he wanted nothing to do with my stupid birthday."

"Those weren't my exact words."

"They were very close," Damian says.

"Shut—"

"Jason, I can't believe you aren't going to Dick's birthday," Barbara says, shaking her head.

Jason's mouth falls open. "Et tu, Barbie?"

"You should come," you say, touching Jason's arm.

He immediately looks at your hand. You slowly remove it, smiling sheepishly.

"Then we can be a team," you say. "We're playing doubles. I'm horrendously bad at laser tag, but I bet we'd win together. I'd watch your six."

"Leaving them in the lurch, Jason?" Barbara tuts. "So unlike you."

Jason heaves a sigh. "For God—okay. Alright, brother mine. You win."

You beam. "So you'll come?"

"'Long as you and I are a team," Jason says, a little shy.

You bump his shoulder with yours. "Of course."

Dick looks at you. "You should join us for dinner every night."

You laugh bashfully. "Thanks, Dick."

Dinner goes on. Bruce excuses himself early, as do Cass and Damian. Soon, it's the four of you plus Alfred cleaning up after dinner. You and Jason are loading the dishwasher when Jason hisses. He pulls out his hand, revealing a thin red cut on his palm.

"Are you okay?" you ask, hovering worriedly.

"Yeah, 'm fine. I'll take the tray—"

"Jason, no," Dick says, herding him away from the dishwasher. "You have to get that wrapped immediately."

"What are you—dude, it's a tiny cut—"

"Yeah, but there was food on there, and you have no idea what can get into the wound and make you sick," Barbara says seriously. "You need to get it cleaned right now."

Jason rolls his eyes. "Fine, whatever. There's a first aid kit in the closet."

"There isn't!" Dick says, shooing Jason toward you. "Alfred hasn't restocked it. You have to go to the Cave. You should both go."

"Yes, great idea," Barbara says, looking at you. "You have medical experience, don't you?"

"I mean, a little, but—"

"More than us!" Dick says, shoving you both towards the hallway.

"I don't think so..."

"You take care of Jaybird here, he needs that hand," Dick says cheerily, opening the Cave entrance. "Go on, go."

"Christ on a bike," Jason mumbles, and heads down the stairs.

You follow, confused and concerned. The entrance slides closed. Jason goes to the medbay, muttering under his breath as he digs through one of the drawers with one hand. You join him, searching the top drawer for the antiseptic spray.

"Is the cut really bad?" you ask, trying to get a better look.

"No. My brother's just an idiot. Nothin' new."

You pull out the spray, some gauze, and a bandaid. Jason nods in thanks and goes to take it.

"I can do it," you say. "I do have medical experience, after all."

He snorts. "Fine by me."

You both sit on the edge of a cot. You turn to Jason and pull his hand into your lap. He inhales sharply. You stop.

"Is this okay?" you ask.

"Y-yeah. Fine. Sorry. I don't get touched a lot." Jason's mouth screws up. "Ugh. That sounded weird."

You laugh. "It's fine, I know what you meant."

He scratches the back of his neck while you clean his hand. He has big hands. Bigger than you remember. They're deeply scarred and calloused. You rub your thumbs over the pads of his fingers without thinking.

"You got soft hands," Jason says quietly.

"Heh. Thanks. The computer life."

He hums. "I didn't know you were working with Babs."

The guilt swims back full force.

"I know. I'm sorry. I should've reached out, Jason. I-I basically ignored you. Not on purpose! I just... I guess I wasn't sure where we stood and I thought maybe you'd be mad I was working for Batman after everything and I was afraid that we wouldn't—"

"Hey, whoa. 'M not mad." Jason finds your gaze. You frown. "I'm serious. I don't mind that you're working for Bruce. I mean, hell, I do too, on occasion. Mostly I just bitch at him."

You giggle. He smiles. You're still holding his hand. You don't really want to let go. Jason doesn't seem to want to pull away either.

"Well, even so, I'm sorry for not reaching out. I did miss you, Jason. And I'm glad you're back."

He clears his throat, ducking his head. "Huh. Well, I missed you too. And y'got nothin' to apologize for. I could've asked about you."

"Well—"

"Uh-uh, no, I'm the king of self-deprication. Y'can't take that from me," Jason says, eyes dancing with mirth.

You sigh dramatically. "Fine, fine. Can we say that we both could've reached out?"

"That's agreeable. And, uh, while we're clearing the air, I'm so terribly sorry 'bout my dumbass brother."

You tilt your head. "What do you mean?"

"Ah, huh. Hm. Well, funny thing. I kinda had a, um, crush on you, before. And Dick has it in his head that I... that I have a chance now. So... yeah."

"Before?" you ask.

You don't know why you're disappointed. It's not like you knew. Except maybe if you had, you wouldn't have missed out. Maybe you wouldn't have lost so much time.

Jason glances at you. "What... why are you sayin' it like that?"

"Like what?"

"Like you wish... that I..." He shakes his head. "Forget it."

"Jason," you say, barely a whisper.

He looks at you. His eyes flick to your lips, just for a millisecond. "Yeah?"

"Can I kiss you?"

A beat. Your heart falls.

"Yeah." Jason nods. "Yeah, kiss me."

You heart soars.

You hold Jason's face, still holding his hand. He gingerly touches your neck with his uninjured hand, strokes behind your ear with his thumb. Every nerve alights. You're kissing Jason Todd. The boy you've loved since you were thirteen.

"They did it! They're kissing!"

Jason growls against your mouth. You know it's not aimed at you, but it makes lightning shoot down your spine. Wow.

"'M gonna kill 'im," Jason mumbles.

You smile and pull back, just an inch. "It's nearly his birthday. At least wait till next week."

"Hm." Jason kisses the corner of your mouth. You like him so much. "Fine. Y'know you can convince me of pretty much anything? Wield that power carefully."

You wrap your arms around his neck. Jason braces you with a hand on the small of your back.

"I'm very flattered, but I think you're confused, Jay." A kiss to his jaw. "It's you who has a hold on me."

[couldeatthatgirlforlunch]

Please can we have more Yan justice league?

Maybe the reader has a boyfriend in the military so she doesn't see him much and when he comes back to visit, the go on a fancy date before they crash it?

It would make it even better if they reacted to the boyfriend about to propose to her!

A Day in Life: Heartbreaks

Synopsis: A day in your life where your yanderes find a secret of yours and tell you another one.

Pairing: Yandere!Justice League X Assistant!Gn!Reader; Modern!40s!Bucky Barnes X Reader

Tw: Bucky you’re one of my fav characters from Marvel, I'm so sorry I did u dirty😭; Heavy mentions of cheating and NO forgiving; Stalking; English isn’t my 1st language.

Word count: 1k

Requested? Duh.

Extra notes: I should be studying instead of writing this. Also omg I got so many requests in just a few hours, thank you very much!! I'm writing them all!!

General masterlist | A Day in Life - Series masterlist

Since most of your days became filled with stress and anxiety, you started appreciating even more moments where you could just forget all your problems, from small ones — like, lack of motivation to go to the gym, bad hair days and an ingredient you forgot at your fridge and became rotten—, and big, out of your control ones — like seven superheroes, who you see almost everyday, stalking you.

Your boyfriend getting back was one of the best dic(k)strations.

Bucky was a sergeant, he spent weeks, even months, away from you on missions. It was hard, but you were both busy people, so your mind was usually too stimulated to think about boy problems only all day, most adults were, and you believed the hard work would be worth it one day. The future was hopefully bright.

The League never mentioned him. Actually, some of them implied more than once that they thought you were available, so they probably didn't know about your relationship. You didn't use much social media and your boyfriend got especially busy this year, so it made sense.

He paid for you to get your nails done earlier and took you to a nice restaurant. After that, Bucky took you for a walk around the city, lively and beautiful even at night, and stopped at the park where your first date happened. Everything was fine, until he got on his knees. Suddenly, seven, mostly colorful, figures descended upon you from out of nowhere, screaming.

— (Y/N)! YOU CAN'T MARRY HIM! — Flash’s voice startled you, confirming your suspicions to who the group was.

You growled.

— SERIOUSLY? LEAVE ME ALONE! IT'S MY DAY OFF! — Bucky, who had swiftly gotten up with his fast reflexes as soon as the heroes charged, blinked at the sight. He looked between you all.

— Doll? What’s this? — You looked apologetic at him.

— Sorry, Bucky. Since I got my job, my bosses got… Protective over me… — You didn't want him to get hurt. Bucky and his friends had a great sense of justice and hated bullies. He would surely want to do something if he knew the true extent of things. You also didn't want to ruin the vision he had of his idols.

Since their obsessive behavior started, you just counted your lucky stars that they would just get tired of you one day or wouldn't sabotage your relationships. They seemed fine with you having friends, but dating was different.

You turned to the League.

— Go! — They shook their heads.

— You can't trust this bastard, darling. We have proof of his betrayal to you. — You looked at Wonder Woman skeptically and crossed your arms. Bucky gulped.

— Oh, really? How so? — You raised an eyebrow.

Batman fiddled with his wrist computer, a second later, a protection was shown and different pictures and videos of your man talking and being very intimate with someone very familiar to you appeared. Your stomach churned and your heart ached.

— This is fake! Doll, you have to believe me! — Bucky cried out and got in front of you, holding your shoulders, trying to cover your vision from the images. You took a step back and kept looking at the images.

The League had more than enough means necessary to fake all of this, but you knew Natasha was Bucky’s ex, and they were still friends and coworkers, even with their intense heartbreak. You sometimes got insecure and worried since they spent so much time together, but he always told you you had nothing to worry about…

You gulped.

The League was all glaring at his back while he shouted a hundred words per minute, desperately trying to convince you he was telling the truth.

Superman growled and walked forward until he grabbed Bucky by his shoulders and pulled him away from you.

— Stay away from them, you asshole. (Y/N), I would never do that to you. — You ignored Green Lantern's words, like you were doing since the pacifier incident. You knew he was getting desperate and that made you specially scared, but at least he gave you some distance.

— Not now. — Batman took a step forward. — A few hours ago, we discovered your relationship. For security reasons, we searched, and found these pictures and conversations from his second social accounts, that he uses to commit his cheating.

— He didn't try to hide much, he thought he wouldn't get caught. — Flash stated.

— I-I need more proof… These could be old… — Your first words spoken made Bucky shut up. Mind scrambling for something.

— Let the Lasso of Truth speak for him. — In a second, the Lasso was thrown around Bucky's torso and he was squirming. — Speak, you worthless mortal! — Wonder Woman ordered.

Bucky was able to struggle for a few seconds, before he blurted out.

— It's truth! It's truth! I told her we broke up and started dating her again! I thought I could have you both at the same time!

You gasped. Your hand shot to your chest.

Flash was on your side in a second, trying to hug and comfort you, but you pushed him away. You started crying from heartbreak and anger.

— HOW COULD YOU?! — You glared at him and pointed at his face.

— Doll… I swear I love you both. But I'm also narcissistic, insecure and look down on women. — The Lasso was really doing its job. You laughed humorlessly.

You had nothing to say anymore. No reason to stay. You took advantage of his tied arms and got close, punched his nose, and stomped away.

The League contemplated going after you and trying to bring you comfort, but Batman and Martian Manhunter decided to just let Bucky go (after intimidating him so as to not get close to you again) and follow you discreetly, watching you from the shadows, intervening only if necessary.

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