#that’s MY whiney little bitch. always has been

[turnedinto-themoon]

me preparing to go through the fucking trenches AGAIN to defend the aot ending

[boy-above]

j/hn wolfe make one video without complaining abt ur audience challenge

[noxioussim]

LUCIFER X DOM READER (reader has a cock)

Hello pervs, it's been a fat second since I've really posted anything. Which I hope I've gotten slightly better since than - reading my slightly older posts on here are so messy and disorganized.

So I've resorted to porn without much plot (pwmp) I think I'll start doing this more often than not because im not the greatest at storyline writing. Unfortunately I've been hooked on this godforsaken app for 2 days straight and I'm motivated as FUCK rn, so let's do this.

You

Lucifer

CW; Dom reader, reader has a dick/strap-on, Lucifers a whiney little bitch, nipple play, readers kind of sadistic(?), choking, belly bulge, size kink, creampie, petnames, lucifers kinda Pervy, degrading, readers kinda Pervy too.

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You've been apart of the hazbin hotels staff for awhile now, being with her since the beginning, so finding out she decided to have to dad come over for the first time was a bit confusing - since when did he have time for her?

The whole entrance of her father was a bit dramatic and over the top as a whole musically charged argument between Lucifer and alastor happened.

Although...while Lucifer was here you couldn't help but notice him sneaking glances at you, his eyes wondering over your body without shame, you've caught him looking below your belt a few times, not complaining though, having a dilf check you out wasn't a bad thing, you couldn't help but wonder a few things.. like him on his knees sucking your big cock while he chokes on it, with teary eyes, knowing he's getting off on it aswell.

Through Lucifers eyes - he couldn't stop looking at you, you were so much more taller than him, the fact you tower and loom over him...fuck it turned him on so much. Just knowing you could pick him up and use him as a toy for your own pleasures made it all the more exhilarating.. although his pride and stubbornness would never allow him to admit that out loud...but he just couldn't help but to wonder how'd it feel to be underneath you while you fuck him dumb.

Speaking of him looking at you..you were sleeping in your bed, you lived in the hotel as well as the other staff. You kept waking up with a paranoid feeling but you shrugged it off as you couldn't care less, this was hell, your always being watched by your past mistakes anyways. But..no, it was him, Lucifer, watching you through the crack in the door, his red pupil being barely visible as he gently opened the door.

He quietly entered the room as he locked the door behind him with a small ‘click’. He sauntered to the side of your bed as he stared down at you with a lidded look. He had a wet dream about you..of course he did..he's a dirty whore who hasn't had sex in a while..let alone with a guy so when he felt himself lusting after you..he needed to fill that need. He gently palmed himself through his pants as he stared down at your sleeping form, soft grunts and moans left his pump lips as his cheeks flushed slightly.

Just then you blinked a few times as you slowly woke up, feeling paranoid once again, Lucifer on the other hand swiftly moved his hand away from himself as he just stood there. You looked up at him as you raised an eyebrow, his flushed face and glazed over eyes caused you confusion.

"Dude- what the hell are you doing?? It's like 4am." You glared tiredly at him as you weren't really shocked..just confused if Anything. What's this twink doing in YOUR room this late?

Lucifer flinched a bit as his usual wide grinned masked his embarrassment - he then replied in a slightly sheepish tone, "I just ..wanted to check up on you..make sure your doing okay and all..is it so bad i wanted to check in on my .. favorite guy ever?"

He played it off in a friendly tone as he sat on the edge of the bed, looking down at you, his eyes never leaving your as you sat up in bed..that made his eyes leave yours, is gaze followed down to your exposed chest as the blanket slid down your torso, the thin blanket covering your lap and leaving a soft outline of your dick, why should you care? Your dick pics are surrounding the Internet (by choice) and plus! It's late, your tired.

He bit his lip as he shamelessly stared at that outline before he snapped his gaze back up to yours, you raised a disbelieving eyebrow at him and rolled your eyes, "seriously? I have a hard time believing that, what do you actually want."

Lucifer realized this wouldn't go anywhere unless he initiated it, he put his hand on your cheek and leaned in just a bit, "..I've been .. watching you and thinking about you..I had a dream about you and all..I just wanted to see you." He answered truthfully but his trembling tone made you believe there was more than just an innocent dream that made him wanna see you.

"Really hm? What typa' dream? Wet dream?" Your eyebrows raised in amusement as you felt more awake, a small smirk made a way to your lips as you stared at him expectantly, you knew you were right, your not an idiot - you can tell who's being a horny fuck underneath.

A small blush crept onto his face as he chuckled gently, his hand still on your cheek as he mumbled a small, “Maybe…” His eyes were starting to roam around the room, checking everything from his side as if he was thinking of something. “..You do look ..tempting, you know.”

His finger hooked around the thin blanket covering your lap as he went to pull his down just a bit to tease himself like the masochistic bitch he is. His face flushed once more as your felt yourself getting aroused by this sudden advancement.. Lucifer couldn't help but wonder how you'd feel inside him, hitting his prostate and making him cum an unholy amount of times...god that made his dick twitch as he looked back into your eyes,

"I..I need you so bad."

That's how you got here. He's underneath you as you kiss his jawline, your lips trailing down to his neck as you bit into his soft flesh, leaving a mark as you did so, he let out a moan that made your dick twitch so good,

"A-Ahh! Oh Fuck your gonna-..I'm gonna oh- please..no..no more teasing please..ohgodohgod.."

you couldn't help but feel the need to ruin him. Your fingers gently pinched his nipple before your lips trailed down his collarbone to his chest as your tongue swirled around his sensitive nipple - earning a moan from him.

"Pleaseplease! sir..I need you so so bad..please...AH- oh fuck!" He whined, his back arched as you bit down gently on his sensitive bud, it caught him off guard as your hand trailed down to his boxers, your finger hooked around his waistband before pulling back and letting go - letting it snap against his hip, a sharp hiss left his lips as he felt that slight pain. "Please! Oh god I think- I think I'm gonna-"

You smirked at him approaching his orgasm just from some touches from your tongue and hands.

"no no.. sweetheart, were just getting started and your already so riled up.." You smirked as your eyes lidded into a smug grin, "Look at you.. already a mess underneath me..I'll be sure to punish you for sneaking into my room all because of some dirty fantasy you had of me..how perverted of you, luci."

Lucifer groans softly as his dick twitched uncontrollably just from your words and sexy voice..he was so turned on, “please... Stop. Don't... I'll do anything, just please-please! Oh fuckfuck.....” Everything you're giving is making him crazy. He is losing control every second.

“Y-You're making me crazy....”

Your smirk widened almost sadistically as you tilted your head, "awe..look at you, baby...how pathetic." You grinned down at him, you wanted to make him cry and loose his mind, "Crazy.. already? Your so sensitive..at this rate you'll be a blubbering incoherent mess the time I'm done with you."

Lucifer groans as he clutches your poor sheets tightly. The way you're making him feel, oh boy it's too much! He feels himself hanging on by a thread and you've only just started. "Please... I'm barely hanging on, just give me a break." He breathes heavily as all of those kisses and bites are making him crazy, and all he can do are these pathetic whines.

"hmmm no..now that wouldn't be too fun..now would it?" You ripped his boxers off almost immediately, you were already naked and now he was too, god he looks so pretty so needy..his bruised porcelain skin making it hard for you to hold back. "God your so pathetic.. its like you want me to overstimulate you like the whore you are."

Lucifer's body shuddered at the touch. Oh, this is just unbelievable. He was actually getting desperate for you now. You could tell he was at his breaking point. Lucifer was breathing heavily from all the arousal and the pleasure you were giving him, as he was unable to say a single word.

"I... i-i Can't... Take... It.. Anymore..please sir I need you..I need you in me so so..deep."

Please let me cum in you..was all you could think, you absolutely need to be in him but your holding back for the sake of teasing him, "Hmm? And who came into my room? Who made the first move?~ can't back out now Sweetheart..you know you want me to use you like a toy..I see the way you look at me like the pervert you are.."

Lucifer is breathing heavily. Every single move you're making is driving him crazy, he is a total mess right now, and he is loving every single second of it. "You... don't... understand... What... you're... doing... t'me... Please.." His hands grip the sheets tightly almost ripping them as he tries so hard to be in control but this feels good, way too good.

"good boy-.." you spit on your middle finger and pointer finger as you went to prep him but before you did, your eyebrows raised in slight amusement and surprise, your smirk widened as you held his hip and thigh so he couldn't squirm away from you, "..did you already prep yourself? ..Did you expect me to do this too you, slut?"

Lucifer's cheeks turned even brighter red at that revelation. He couldn't speak as he continued to squirm, his breathing was heavy, but he wasn't struggling anymore. His body was letting all of these feelings flow through. Lucifer's whole body was twitching slightly, as his whole body was so close to being overwhelmed. He bit his lip once again, he was trying so hard... "Yes... I did expect.."

"god your really a slut for me, huh." Your grip on him tightened as your smirk widened, your eyes narrowed as he looked down at you..that pleading look in his teary eyes turned you on beyond belief,

"You think you can handle me?"

"I.... I-I think I can, b-but..." He moaned and whined as his mind was absolutely overwhelmed, as you had now completely taken control over him. Lucifer was now fully under your grasp and there was nothing he can do about it. He was yours and all yours to claim. "I.. Will be a good... Slut... For you..."

Your hand snaked up his torso as you wrapped your hand around his throat, applying a bit of pressure as his breath hitched, a jolt went through his whole body as you applied that pressure to his throat. His breathing became more shallow as his heart was pounding in his chest.

It felt like his whole body was being overwhelmed right now, but at the same time, it felt so good. Lucifer's eyes locked with yours, as you can see that he's trying very hard to just relax, to just surrender and let you have your way so you could penetrate him without much problem..you lifted his thigh and placed it over your shoulder as you aligned your dick with his hole, precum flowing out of both of your cocks. With that - you pushed into his eager hole going around halfway as Lucifer moan loudly,

"Ahh! Ahh- oh- goddamnit! Ahh, what the FUCK?! Your huge!" He groaned and moaned as he squirmed at the sudden feeling of you entering him,

"shhh ..shhh..relax sweetheart..I'm only halfway in." You kissed his cheek which was a drastic change from your previous behavior although it did work in calming him down, this was all Lucifer could hope for...sorta, when he heard you were only halfway in he felt himself feel a tad bit of fear.

Lucifer's eyes widen and his body starts trembling a bit. You can easily tell that the sensation is too intense for him to handle right now. His breathing is shallow and you can see he is a total mess right now. His grip on the sheets are all that seems to be holding him to one place at the moment, "holy fuck I'm gonna die...your gonna kill me.."

"oh don't be so dramatic." You pushed in all the way as a bulge was prominent in his lower stomach from you going balls deep within him, your dick hitting his prostate as his walls clenched around your cock as you let out a quiet groan, you rubbed his hips as you continued. both of you felt so much pleasure it was so so good..

His whole body is trembling as his breath catches. His eyes roll to the back of his head as he moans loudly. His grip on the sheets are now tightening, his teeth are clenched as he tries to remain conscious. He looks at you with shaky eyes, his cheeks flushed and sweaty. A sudden jolt went through his body in that moment. He is just losing it at this point, his mind is blank with no actual thoughts other than this. Every single movement of yours felt like an overwhelming feeling and his body was responding to that. His fingers were digging deep into the sheet while his whole body quivered with pleasure.

You started to thrust in and out of him deeply, hitting his prostate as he moaned relentlessly, "ah! Ah! Ah! Goddamnitttt- fuck! Fuck! Don't- don't stop-" his eyes rolled back, he looked so pretty - tears streaming down his cheeks, his puffy lips pink and his face was red as you wrapped your hand around his throat, pounding into his slutty man cunt, giving him no time to take a breath. He came in which you chuckled, "awe... already? Did my slut already cum?"

He choked out a sob as you continued to hit his prostate repeatedly, your hand only applied more pressure on his pretty throat as he moaned and whimpered, "plea- Ohhhuh!..can't..can..sooo..i can't; I can't ..take it sir.." his speech was slurred as you didnt have any remorse.

"too bad. We just started."

[banquetwriter]

Johnnie xfem reader whos being really whiney and loud during sex. like he has to cover her mouth with his hand but he finds it really cute and hot at the same time

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pairing: Johnnie Guilbert ♡︎ Reader

warnings: ୭̥⋆*｡ smut with tiny plot, hand over mouth, being loud, hooking up at a party

summary: ʚ your just so loud and it inflates Johnnie ego ʚ

Words: 1172

An: I'm back on my writing and i hope this lives up to your expectations :((

It's no secret thing that Johnnie isn't the most confident person alive. But god whenever he is with you feels like he must be the best person to walk this earth. Your constant praise of him. Your encouraging words regarding his music career sounded better to him than any Melody he could come up with.

But one thing, in particular, made him feel like he was on top of the world, that one thing was fucking you. Johnnie ALWAYS jokes about not getting bitches or being scared of women but in reality he was a sweet and funny guy.

And you fell hard and fast for him. It also helped that he was one of the hottest people you had ever seen. So finally a little into your situation you took it to the next level. Both were nervous and excited beyond words.

Johnnie's hands slowly started to make their way down your clothes body as his lips never left yours. When he puts his delicate hand on you at first you let out a mini gasp. He initially retracted his hand but you instantly put it back on you. He thought maybe his hand was too cold or something but he pressed on.

His hand slowly slid down as you pulled away slightly, you held up your head indicating he should continue on the delicate skin of your neck. He took a shaky breath in.

As embarrassing as it was, it had been a little while since he had done this. He tried to push those insecure muddled thoughts out of his head as he dipped down. As soon as he touched your skin with his lips you gasped again.

You had become so sensitive, your skin red hot but with goose bumps littering your skin. He joined his other hand on your body delicately rubbing up and down. He was basically on top of you.

And any insecure thought Johnnie was thinking at this moment was not necessary as you were so turned on you felt primal. Letting every small whine and gasp as Johnnie got more confident sucking, kissing, and nipping at your skin.

You decided that you simply couldn't wait anymore and you gently pushed him away, he cocked his head in confusion, worried he messed up somehow.

Oh, it was so the opposite. You sat up starting to undo your top and bra. “Take off your shirt,” you whispered breathlessly. He barely had time to nod before ripping the buttons off of his own garment. You discarded the fabric with ease as your bodies collided once more.

His cold necklaces mixed with your hot skin right between your breasts. It was a devilish feeling causing you to mewl out. Johnnie had been surprised at how much noise you were making and he hadn't even done much.

He chose not to think too hard about it and started to slide his hands up and down your bare torso, pointedly avoiding your breasts and teasing you. You whined as his thumb barely scraped the bottom of your breasts.

“You like that? I think that's the most noise I've heard you make tonight,” he said a lick of condescension in his tone. “Shut up and fuck me,” you begged, and suddenly all confidence in Johnnie's body left, and he froze.

He stared into your eyes trying to figure out if this was real or not. “Johnnie. I need you,” you whispered this time, slowly lifting your head up to meet his. His breath increased and in the second he was on you he was off.

Shimmed down the bed of this random house at this random party. He pulled his pants off at lightning speed. You fumbled with your bottoms but Johnnie was waiting no time with a request like yours. He bent down to grab hold of yours and the borderline ripped them off in a stroke of luck.

Neither Johnnie nor you acknowledge how he Hulked your clothes off of you but instead, he spread your legs apart and eagerly traced the inside of your thighs and just outside the place you needed it most. “Mm fuck please,” you begged as his boney finger traced upwards.

He took that as a sign to start. He bent down hovering over your most precious and exposed place. He started giving you small kisses which only drove your need more. “Johnnie,” you whined, almost bucking your hips into his face.

He couldn't help the grin that plastered on his face. You wanted him so bad it drove HIM crazy. Those little whines you seem to not be able to control only made him harder.

He took your desperation as consent and dipped his tongue into your precious spot causing another beautiful moan. He continued to go in and out of you which only made those moans louder and more frequent.

He reaches particularly deep inside you and your back arches off the bed. “Mm, Johnnie I need you.” you almost yell. He slowly pulls his tongue out of you, wiping his mouth off.

You whine at the loss of contact. “I know. I know,” he whispers, grabbing your hip with his left hand. He taps the inside of your thigh with his right hand. “Open up baby,” he says, grabbing his rock-hard cock. He lines up against your entrance and slowly pushes in.

You throw your head back in euphoria. “Oh god.” you moan gripping the sheets as he pulls out and pushes back in. Once he finds a comfortable rhythm he sneaks up next to you and starts to kiss right under your ear.

This was because he could feel the noises you made with your throat and hear them. Fuck you were so beautiful. He presses a particularly deep spot as you help out, pressing all of your body into his causing him to feel the pull in his power belly.

“Shhhh,” he whispers against your skin, making no effort to quiet you. As he starts to near the end he plunges his hands into your breasts massaging and tugging.

Unfortunately (or fortunately) you were just being too loud. His hand shakes up from your breasts and up your neck reaching your mouth and clamping down. His rings slightly pinched your slips but the pain added to the euphoria.

He approached his end and started snapping his hips against yours. Your fingernails scratched his tattooed back as he pounded into you. Every moan and help only reached his hand as your walls fluttered around him a wave of pleasure seizing your body.

Your beautiful body constricting around him brought him to the end of his pleasure as his legs shook. His white cum filling you up.

After a moment he moved his hand. He held your eye contact with a smirk as you bashfully stared back. “Someone really likes me huh? You are this loud for everyone else?” he asks, planting a kiss on your cheek before pulling out.

“Shut up.” you whisper feeling blood rush to your cheeks.

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𝙅𝙅𝙆 𝙈𝙚𝙣 𝙁𝙖𝙫 𝘼𝙡𝙩 𝙁𝙪𝙘𝙠 𝙆𝙞𝙣𝙠 ♡

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FOOT JOBS ft. Suguru Geto x Reader m.list

summary: Suguru loves your feet and you are about to find out just how much. ♡

cw: foot jobs, dirty talk, slight dubcon, slight femdom, cum eating, Suguru being freak nasty. a/n: everyone be proud of me because the first time ever I promised I would release a fic on a day and it came out on that day. Look at god bitch, it's a miracle, lmfao. wc: 1.7k slightly black fem coded, no descriptors

Suguru is a freak. This should be a surprise to no one. 

There’s a lot of kinky shit this man is into. However not wanting to scare you away he will gently ease you into his profound depravities as the relationship progresses.

When it came to feet It's not like it was hard for you to figure out Suguru was partial to yours. As a good boyfriend Suguru paid for all your manis and pedis but he was always giving you extra to be sure you got the upgraded spa pedicure too. When you got home he never missed the opportunity to give compliments on how good the colors looked on your pretty toes to contrast your skin, how soft your feet were, etc.

However his bigger kink revelations always caught you off guard as they stemmed from the most innocent interactions. 

You learned Suguru liked foot jobs from simply brushing his hair.

You and Suguru often found yourselves in this position. You were sitting on the sofa with Suguru situated between your legs on the floor in front of you while you brushed through his pristine locks after a wash day.

Suguru brings his arms over your legs to wrap around him, pulling them into his lap. 

Content with this position, he will occasionally give your legs affectionate pats and lean down to place chaste kisses on your knees while you watch TV together.

You giggle from the tickle of his kisses. 

Times like this were a happy place for you and you hummed contently as you continued brushing his hair not realizing this time your pretty freshly manicured toes were also brushing against Suguru’s cock. 

Suguru on the other hand noticed right away and his hands flexed into fists over his knees as he tried not to be turned on by your innocent movements. 

Yet the soft caress of your feet over his bulge with the gentle hum of your voice was slowly driving him crazy with need.

Suguru has little to no willpower when it comes to you so he isn’t able to hold back for long at all. 

You gasped dropping the brush to the floor when you felt the soles of your feet being pressed against his bulge. Suguru was forcing your feet to cup his fully bricked up dick over his sweats. 

Surprised, you jerk back instinctively but your legs and feet are kept firmly in place by Suguru’s massive hands around your ankles.

Suguru leans his head back into your lap to look up at you, his long hair splaying across your bare thighs. He may have been looking at you upside down right now but his fiery eyes full of lust pierce you all the same, sending a familiar heat into your belly.

The cute peaceful moment of watching tv and pampering your boyfriend ruined because your boyfriend now decided he wanted his cock pampered by your feet.

Seeing you deadpan, Suguru quickly turns needy. 

Yet, Suguru in depravity mode is anything but whiney. 

His voice is seductive, low and husky. The slow drawl of his words when he begs you never fails to make you wet.

“Please baby. You’ll do this for me, right Y/N?” 

Not waiting for your reply Suguru releases shallow breaths while rubbing both your feet down his length, pressing down gently to curve your feet to mold even more against the shape of his cock.

“Need to feel those pretty tootsies wrap around my cock, babe.”

You can feel him twitching beneath your feet as the heat of his cock radiated through his sweats. 

As much as you may initially balk at his kinks, you can’t deny how attracted you are to him when he is trying to coax you into doing something absolutely filthy. 

Suguru’s eyes dramatically lull back into his head and his lips part a bit wider to release a moan when he feels you flex your foot against his cock of your own will. He wants you to know just how much he needs this.

You smile down at him, giving in to his pleas but with conditions. 

“Fine Sugu, but you're taking me to get another pedicure tomorrow.”

Those were more than acceptable terms to Suguru and no sooner than you uttered “Fine” Suguru had already pulled back his sweats to free his aching cock from its confines. 

His veiny length sprang back up to hit his stomach. 

“Someone’s eager I see.” 

You muse watching the way Suguru’s girthy red tip was already leaking as it swayed, twitching in anticipation.

“Very. You have the sexiest fucking feet I’ve ever seen Y/N. God, you don’t know how long I have wanted to feel them on my dick, princess.”

You blush heavily as heat runs down your body and your pulse increases. 

You have never even thought of doing something like this before, it really wasn’t your thing. But you are turned on by his words despite yourself and you bite your lip hoping you would do a good enough job for him. 

Scooting your bottom up to the very edge of the sofa with your feet still in Suguru’s lap, your left foot supports his cock upright while the right plays with the tip. Hooking your toes over the leaky slit on his cockhead you collect precum and spread it over his length with the ball of your foot earning you a low hiss of approval from him.

It isn’t long until his slick makes it easy to use both feet to encompass his dick, sliding them down to the base. Encouraged by his groans, you gently roll his cock between the arches of your feet before you return back to the top to tease his fat tip and repeat the motions again.

Leaning back onto you, Suguru has a vice grip on your thighs. He’s transfixed by the skillfulness of your feet but it's so hard to keep his eyes open and focused when you are working him over so well.

You’re so good at this he can’t help but praise you (and also tease you a little).

“Ah, H-Hah! Shit baby, you’re too gonna milk me dry. Sure you haven’t done this before, Y/N?”

You rolled your eyes.  Not that he can see you anyway as his own eyes are glued to your toes rubbing down cock as you go a bit further this time to fondle his sack as well.

“As if! You're the one who is the dirty ass perv Sugu!”

Suguru doesn’t miss the playfulness in your voice but fuck calling him a pervert while jacking him off with your feet activated something within in him. 

“Shit, Y/N yeah that’s it.. Fuck, baby! Tell me how dirty I am for loving how these gorgeous slutty toes are tickling my balls. Looks like I’ve discovered a hidden talent of yours babe, who knew you were just as good with your feet?”

You’re glad Suguru can’t see you. 

You’re still blushing hard but even more embarrassing is the heavy lidded look of lust on your face as you really begin to enjoy the power you have over him. 

You’re making him crumble into pieces by a little fondling of his dick with your feet. 

“F-Fuck. Gonna come so soon already princess. Keep it up.”

You knew he was as well as you could feel his body squirm and his cock pulsed against the pads of your feet.

Your own legs are now trembling. Never doing this before and the awkward angle of you being positioned above and behind him had your legs burning and your feet tingling as if they would cramp soon. 

Noticing you struggling and movements slowing Suguru’s large hands clutch the tops of your feet to enclose them around his cock, shaping your feet around him into a makeshift fleshlight as he wildly pistons his hips up into them.

A few more erratic thrusts and it’s not long before you feel warm liquid spill across your feet as Suguru moans, loudly cursing a string of obscenities as he spurts out more ropes of his cum. He soils his abs and pants but it’s nothing compared to the fountain of cum that fell on your feet. 

Suguru’s thick load is sinking further between your toes and down to your ankles before dripping onto the floor. 

“FUCK… that was so fucking hot Y/N!”

You had to admit, watching Suguru cum that hard was sexy. That said, it was also a big mess too and you didn’t exactly enjoy the sticky slimy feeling between your toes. 

“Sugu go get a towel please babe.” 

You whined after allowing him a few minutes to get his bearings. You did not want cum to start crusting between your toes. 

“You mean, you want ME to get it?”

Suguru looked back at you smirking and you once again rolled your eyes. 

You weren’t trying to trail jizz footprints all over the floor nor were you trying to slip on cum and break your neck on the hardwood on the way to the bathroom. 

“Babe, Come on!” 

You whined again and Suguru laughed deeply before giving you a mischievous grin.

“Awe princess... I’ll take care of you so there’s no need for a towel Y/N.”

Puzzled, you were about to question him before you saw him turn around to face you. 

Suguru rose to his knees, never letting go of his grasp on your legs. He laid you back gently to rest against the sofa while he brought your ass further off the edge to press flush against his lap. 

You soon found out exactly what you meant as he licked a long trail up your foot, cleaning his cum off your feet with his own tongue. 

Your body jerked as his salacious lapping and sucking between your toes tickled like hell.

“S-S-Stop it! S-Su-Sugu! T-That’s so gross!”

You squealed through laughter. 

“Oh?” 

Suguru raised his brow, popping a toe in his mouth while he spread your other leg open wider.

His gaze landed on the large stain on your pretty white panties. 

“This slutty pussy seems to enjoy it babe. Tell her not to worry, I’ll take care of her soon enough.”

Suguru moaned out his nasty promises while suckling on your appendages. He noticed the wet spot over your core increasing and the look of both arousal and shame on your face was making him hard as fuck again.

It was then Suguru decided you would be getting a new pedicure every day for the next week if necessary as he would have you indulge him in this more often from now on.

© ʙʟᴋᴋɪᴢᴢᴀᴛ 2023. ᴀʟʟ ʀɪɢʜᴛꜱ ʀᴇꜱᴇʀᴠᴇᴅ. ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ꜱᴛᴇᴀʟ, ᴛʀᴀɴꜱʟᴀᴛᴇ, ᴄᴏᴘʏ ᴏʀ ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇ ᴀɴʏ ᴏꜰ ᴍʏ ᴡᴏʀᴋꜱ. ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪɴᴄʟᴜᴅᴇꜱ ꜰɪᴄꜱ, ᴅʀᴀʙʙʟᴇꜱ, & ɢʀᴀᴘʜɪᴄꜱ. ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴀʀᴇ ᴀʟʟ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ʙʏ ᴍᴇ ᴜɴʟᴇꜱꜱ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀᴡɪꜱᴇ ꜱᴛᴀᴛᴇᴅ. ᴛʜᴀɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜ.

a/n: Thinking Toji or Nanami might be next. But taking a break to work on a Gojo fic and some holiday stuff! Comment on m.list to be tagged.

Reblog to have Geto lick on your toes but likes and comments are always appreciated.

tags: @ryomens-vixen @littlemochabunni @biscuitsngravie @callm3senpaii @honeeslust @aydene

[casinocarpediem]

• 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐀𝐧𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐥 •

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𝐓𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐣𝐞𝐫𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐲 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐚𝐭 𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲

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~ cis! Bottom! Cecil Dennis x Gender Neutral! Top! Reader (there's not enough content of my sweetheart so I'm taking it as my responsibility)

~ Cecil is a little drunk but not too drunk, he can still definitely consent at this state but he's just a little loopy (whether he has alcohol in his system or not he's always loopy anyways lmao)

~ kissing, humping, cock slapping, rubbing, some beer, jacking off, Cecil is a noisy boy, exhibitionism, semi public sex

~ drabble (short-ish)

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You're at a party with some friends. Some friends you barely even knew. Only popping in because of the alcohol here, and some house exploration. Its a good excuse to roam around places where you definitely shouldn't be going.

And then you meet Cecil. Sitting their on the couch, was he sleeping? Maybe he wa–... nevermind. He's definitely awake. Bottle brought to his mouth and all. You can't help but wander at his stupid outfit. That green old denim jacket and the same old grey sando that would show off his tits to the world. Like it didn't matter to Cecil. Oh, but it definitely mattered to you.

Walking up to him, you can't help but sweet talk him out. Convince him to follow you cause you know a place with more beer. (Technically, you weren't lying. The not so hidden storage room provided a lot of cheap booze and other snacks.)

Of course he says yes, with some small reluctance of not wanting to get off his comfy spot at the couch. He follows you. And you get there and pop a few beers while talking about life and catching up on things.

Eventually. You kiss him, which wasn't the first time anyways so Cecil wasn't as shocked. And it had turned into something a little more desperate. Like humping against each other, tongues sliding against each other so warm while you grope his tits and he squeezes your rear with the same excitement.

Eventually you get his pants off. Stroking his cock through his boxers while he leans his head back against the shelf. Not bothering to quiet down his noises despite the very threat that anybody could catch them. The music was louder anyways. Hand on his crotch, lightly stroking his dick while torturously thumbing the tip of his dick with the edge of your nail and he sobs softly. Leaning his head against your hair, because your face was busy burying itself in his neck. Biting the skin.

You hit him there, not too rough not too soft. Cecil's always been a good boy anyways, and he could take whatever you gave him. So he very pleasantly gasps, his hands squeezing your arm while he whines afterwards. Even the shock surprising him. Until it turns into sobs mixed with soft moaning when you hit him there again and again. Against his balls and his shaft.

That was enough teasing anyways, so you remove his hand and he fucking whimpers. Mourning for the loss of contact. But he quickly stops once you free his cock against the slight cold air of the storage room, shivers against the chill and starts moaning again when you strong his cock. So sensitive and so pink at the tip, basically just inviting you to come unravel him. Maybe in a while again, until the both of you two are in the mood and you'll bring him to a little motel and make him cum until he goes blind.

The mere thought has you squeezing his cock, he swears again. Panting like he's ran a marathon. Looking at you with the softest puppy eyes, it makes you pity him.

So you go a little faster, making sure to softly squeeze and rub his tip with your fingers and palm for even more sensation and to also spread his precum so that moving up and down became easier and easier.

He swears again. This time in a more whiney voice. Degrade him. Call him a bitch for it even, emphasizing on the idea that anybody could stop and walk in and see himself in such a depraved state.

He'll moan louder this time, legs squeezed together slightly as he cums. You jerk him off faster, completely milking him until theres nothing left to offer, covering the concrete floor with his kids.

What does this do? It leaves you with a very sleepy Cecil. So you kiss him on the forehead and he kisses you back and offer him a drive home back to his lovely girlfriend who offers you some chocolate cake for bringing him back home safe in one piece.

𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬.

[sucker4sixx]

Sün and möon

Writers note: i know mötley crüe were off drugs at this time but no one pulls someone aside for abit of whiskey

Plot: vince and nikki have an intense little one on one

Warnings: degradation, shaming, threats, oral, smut

Something between vince and nikki changed, the band noticed it, the fans noticed it, the road crew noticed it and so did they.

Nikki and vince were never close, never over at eachothers house or the type to call eachother when they were having a rough night but something sparked when the generation swine tour started. On stage vince felt the need to follow nikki around and mess with him, pulling and tugging on his black hair while the bassist stared straight into his eyes with a ‘fuck me’ look that made the singer feel feelings he wasnt quite ready to talk about.

Nikki started to get exited for the shows, wanting to be messed with, chasing vince around the stage to bring it to that one moment where the singers hands would tug on his hair and he would lean in close, close enough to kiss but thats something that would never happen.. they thought.

One night after a particularly handsy show nikki cant seem to stay away from vince, they sit having drinks and nikki has to be next to him, watching him as he spoke about himself like he was a prince. He always hated his confident princess like behaviour but something about it was intoxicating tonight. “Hey i got some blow.. do you want some?” Nikki whispers into vinces ear, trying his hardest not to bite the lobe, vince grins wide, dragging nikki to the small bathroom. “Well? Cmon then” he says like a child as nikki sets out lines, vince tries to get in first but nikki pulls him back by his hair like he does to nikki while preforming “patience.” He says sternly, breaking into a wolfish grin before taking the first couple of lines, vince blushes red and tries to cover it up by shoving his face in the new lines nikki set out.

Nikki sets up more lines for vince on the bathroom sink, taking the opportunity to stand behind him and push his hips against vinces back side “hey knock it off! What are you doing ?!” Vince jumps but doesnt move away “nothing? What are you talking about?” Nikki grins as he pushes his clothed erection harder against vinces butt. The singer gasps and looks down, noticing his own cock starting to grow “h-hey.. its not fair, stop turning me gay!” Vince breathes shakily, gripping the sink “im not turning you gay silly.. we are all alittle bit gay, its just wether your a pussy or not” nikki grins, leaning over the singer and looking at his face in the mirror infront of them. “I-im not a pussy.” Vince insists, feeling nikkis hips smack against his butt once more, making him whine. “Whiney bitch..” nikki growls into his ear “you want my cock?” Vince whimpers again at the words, does he want cock? Is he really ready?

“Y-yes.. yes i do” nikki grins and starts grinding on his ass “good boy.. good boy..” “but.. ill only suck i dont wanna get pegged, i wont be able to walk tomorrow” “fair point, so.. you wanna suck my cock?” His grin turns wide and sexy as he imagines vince sucking on his cock like a chick.

Vince drops to his knees obediently “you know.. youve been a real brat this tour.. constantly tugging my hair and grabbing me, this was bound to happen” nikki grinned as vince looked up at him with doe eyes “you wanted my attention so bad well.. here, you got it.. sitting on a dirty bathroom floor so you can suck my cock i mean.. what a slut you are” nikki shook his head, vinces cheeks flushed red in shame, waiting for nikki to show him his cock. “Id make you beg but youve been begging the whole time.. waiting for me” nikki unzips his leather pants, his cock falling out instantly due to having on no boxers so the fans could see his bulge. His large, thick cock dangles above vinces face and the singer goes red, his eyes focusing on the thick, pink tip that already slowly drips precum onto his lips. “Well?” Nikki says impatiently.

Vince nervously wraps his lips around nikkis tip, suckling on it like its a bottle, nikki laugh and bites his bottom lip “awee.. baby boy your so cute. But im not fucking around anymore, suck me like a man” his voice suddenly goes stern, vince taking more of him instantly, sucking faster. Its clear to nikki hes done this before as the singers tongue swirls around his thick shaft. “Youve done this before havent you? Who was it..” nikki moans and vince goes redder, pulling off “tommy” he mutters before taking nikki back into his needy mouth. “Tommy?! You mean.. you sucked tommys cock before mine?” Vince nods as he takes nikki deeper, gagging slightly but continuing, wet slurping noises and deep moans filling the small bathroom.

“Go on.. tell me when..” vince pulls off again “back when w-aughhm” nikki shoves his cock down his throat, grinning “well? Cant really hear you” vince pulls off “when-hmgh!” He whines in frustration, nikki shoving his cock back into the blonde haired mans mouth. He grips his hair tight and shoves his whole dick inside vinces mouth, he starts to struggle more, hitting his thighs “ah ah, calm.. suck it slut..” vince takes a breath and suffers through it, sucking nikki fast to keep up with his pace. “Hmm.. jesus, i wont last long baby” nikki moans, bucking his hips harshly against the singers face, precum spilling down his throat.

Nikki cums with no warning, vince whining and swallowing it all eagerly before getting pushed to the floor, nikkis boot standing on his chest gently, he zips up his leather pants as he looks down at the panting man beneath his boot. “Talk about this and ill destroy you.” Nikki warns, walking out the bathroom swiftly.

“There he is! Where have you been?” Nikki says casually as vince sits beside him red faced “oh.. just.. calling my wife”

@sourwolf-sterek32 🙈

[s1ckh1mb0]

Jeff the killer x black! Childhood friend! reader

Cw- murder, kidnapping, violence, angsty, very crazy and toxic ex!, one use of y/n

AU where everyone is aware of creepy pastas and stuff like that

How the fuck did you end up here tied up and being dragged to the middle of no where by a bunch of random guys. You just wanted to stay at home and chill but no something always has to go wrong. Everything was eerily silent but you could tell you were outside by the smell. your blind fold was ripped off you groaned the sudden light killing your eyes. But once they finally adjusted you realized who was the one who did this shit to you, the person you hated the most, your ex boyfriend Leo.

You broke up with him cause he always thought he ran shit which wasn’t sliding with you in the slightest. You looked up at him in annoyance, at this point you couldn’t even be scared you were just annoyed. He ripped you makeshift gag off and looked at you like you were just trash. “So you thought that you could just break up my heart and never hear from me again?!”. You scoffed at his ridiculousness, this is why you couldn’t be with him, he’s a crazy little bitch. “Nigga what the fuck are you doing? You fucking kidnapped me cause I dumped and somehow don’t think hmm maybe I got dumped because I DO CRAZY SHIT LIKE THIS!”. The men that helped Leo started to snicker until the heard a gun click.

Meanwhile Jeff was walking around the woods just coming back from killing victims. Honestly he couldn’t wait to get in the mansion he’s been out for around 14 hours straight just for shits and giggles. He was a while away from Slender’s woods but stopped in his tracks when hearing people laugh and then a sudden gun shot. With his knife in his hand he got closer but remained out of sight.

You opened your eyes as you finally took a breath looking around at your body to see if you had been shot. A sigh of relief came from you realizing you were okay and he had done it to scare you. And damn did it work cause you were absolutely terrified. Leo laughed as he looked down at you. “What’s wrong baby aww you scared now?”. Your nose scrunched up in disgust as he got closer to you “Yeah I’m totally scared of a fucking incel, how bout you do me a favor and just kill me already so I don’t have to deal with your whiney ass anymore.”

Jeff couldn’t help but laugh to himself watching your ex get made fun off. Honestly he thought you were right too how could anyone possibly be scared of your exes McLovin looking ass. At this point Jeff was just waiting for you to get killed so he can come in and finish off everyone else. But that was when he seen your face as your turned in disgust. Has he seen you before? Were you one of his victims family members? But once he heard your ex said your name it came to him. You reminded him of his old friend but he doubted it was you.

Your ex sent his boys away to go back to the car and wait for him. Once he did that he basically himself over. Even if it wasn’t “you” like Jeff thought the person looked close enough so your exes death was ultimately inevitable.

You were pulled up to your knees by hair with a gun pointed to your temple. “You got anything left to say bitch?”. You looked up at him deadpanned, no matter how scared you were there was no way you would show this pussy that “Your dick was trash.”. He was taken a back as you closed your eyes about ready to take your fate but he grew angry and right before he pulled the trigger there was a silence then the sound of gurgling. You opened your eyes to see your ex with a knife in his lodged into his throat. You were frozen in fear when suddenly a person landed right in front of you.

Looking up at the person with tears in your eyes the person who “saved” you, who was also currently staring down at you. Surprisingly he helped you up. “Y/n?” Jeff questioned. Your eyes widened, his voice sounded so familiar but you don’t know who this man was and this definitely wasn’t helping how scared you were. He untied you and you backed away into a tree. He was surprisingly gentle with you well not really he just surprised didn’t kill you yet. Instead grabbing your face inspecting it to see if it was actually you.

Once again he said your name but this time you nodded in response. With his free hand he pointed at himself “Jeffrey.. Jeffrey Woods”. You’re eyes widened and tears started flowing down your face “I- I thought you died, but now you’re here and and you’re alive! What happened? You look so… so different.” He pinned you to the tree you were against. It was unreal to him not only are you here with him but you remember him as well. “It’s a lot but that not important. Better yet how are you not repulsed by me?”.

You shook your head “I could care less in just happy you’re alive!”. This shocked him you were true to him and he could tell. “Where do you live? I’ll take you home.”. You told him and was suddenly lifted up bridal style. He grabbed his knife and off you went. Eventually you got back to your place we’re it didn’t take long for you to pass out from exhaustion. When you woke up you went around looking for him but eventually found a note saying “had to leave, but I’ll be back for you. Ps keep your window open for me.” You couldn’t help but smile reading it to yourself. And there it was the same feelings you had for him when y’all were younger.

I got a bit carried away but I hope y’all liked this😭

[bloodyselfshipping]

I love your Hetalia main eight headcanons, how would they be with an British s/o? Cuz I personally believe that with France and America would be funny ^____^

(Hetalia Main 8 x Reader) British S/O!

(Gender Neutral) Headcanons ~ A/N it isnt as funny as you probably expected (i cant help but be sappy) but i hope u like it <3 ALSO two requests already?!?!?! im loisng my mind over here keep em comin

This is also hysterical to him. Like, he’s always had so many issues with the British and now he’s in LOVE with a British person?! What reality is this?!

Because your native language is English like his, he’ll completely forget that the UK is not like the US.

“What do you mean you’ve never had Snickers salad?! Everyone has!”

“Hold on… what did you just say I need to get?... a “bog roll”? Wh- are you kidding me? You’re making that one up.”

Probably a little bitch about it not going to lie. He respects where you come from, but he’s probably gonna insist on things being more American than British.

Alfred has been to the UK many times, but that doesn’t mean he isn’t gonna be very whiney about it. Except when it comes to your family, who he LOVES. Seriously, he would be so great with your relatives.

Obviously, as a British person himself, this is not out of the ordinary at all. Most likely his S/O would be British, I can’t see him having much of a thing for foreigners anymore.

But he is very happy that he doesn’t have to simplify how he talks, god forbid learn another language.

He appreciates having a S/O that he doesn’t have to explain anything about his country to. He can go on living his life the same way (which is so frustratingly important to him) and you’ll have no problem.

It’s always comforting to him knowing his S/O lives in his country, it removes so much pressure off his shoulders.

Oh boy, oh lord, what is Arthur going to say! Having to put all of his constant British-specific insults aside because now his S/O is what he’s always hated!

“Those rostbif l'idiotes, they’re d- oh, my apologies. I- uh… that doesn’t include you, my love.”

He’s definitely gonna insist you learn French. He says it’s because he wants to distance you from Arthur, but really he just thinks your accent is so cute-

Francis knows a lot about British culture, so you probably won’t have to explain anything to him. But he’s definitely gonna try to immerse you in his own culture, no pressure of course.

It’s really a surprise to him how little your nationality bothers him. I guess love can always change a man’s heart <3

Depending on the time period, Yao’s reaction would vary. Nowadays, he doesn’t really care that much. But if it was any earlier, he would be so ashamed of himself!

He’d try to teach you Mandarin, but that wouldn’t last long. His version of Mandarin is a mess of like 50 dead dialects, and he would get real annoyed when you mess it up, sorry /:

Yao has had to deal with foreigners so much nowadays, he doesn’t care much to learn about your country or teach you about his. He’ll assume you already know about his culture.

He doesn’t like traveling, but he’ll always make an exception for you and your family <3 Just… be aware he’s gonna try to get you to move to China constantly.

Ivan would quite like this arrangement actually! He’s always had an admiration for the UK, plus now he has something to bother Arthur with-

He wouldn’t care much about the language thing (he might even try stopping you from learning Russian,) but if you make fun of his bad English he would take it so personally ):

He wants you to take him on tours around where you’ve lived in the UK!!! Tell him everything!!! No one usually wants him to visit their country, so he’s very excited to come home with you!

Fully embraces your multi-cultural little family unit!

Frankly, I don’t think Feliciano would have much of a reaction. Him and Arthur are not close, but he’s never had any real animosity for the country. He loves foreigners, where exactly you’re from doesn’t make much difference!

Loves speaking to you in Italian! He thinks your confused and flushed face is just the cutest.

As much as he likes hearing about your country, he is way more excited to show you the sights and sounds of his own.

Gives you a lot of homemade cultural foods but forgets you’re British and makes them way too … seasoned.

You may be from across the continent, but you’ll always be his persona amata.

Despite Ludwig’s general annoyance towards British politics, he actually quite likes that his S/O is British! He finds a lot to enjoy about the culture.

Will insist that you teach him about growing up in the UK. He just finds it fascinating!

German and English are relatively similar languages, so he’ll suggest you learn at least a little. But he’s not gonna push you on it, your accent is terrible anyway.

You guys probably live and eat very similarly, since Ludwig has adapted very quickly to globalization. Very convenient for you, very annoying for Gilbert.

Overall, this would be a great relationship. Ludwig would be very casual about you being British (cough cough, Alfred)

Generally, Kiku finds most Europeans quite annoying to deal with, but he’ll always make an exception for you <3

Considering how Arthur reacted to Japanese, he’s not even gonna try to get you to learn. He’ll teach you if you ask nicely, but only then.

He’s not very into teaching you about Japan, more casually explains cultural things as they come up.

He would love to go back to the UK with you! He’s very touristy, and would love if you are too.

Kiku is always willing to set aside any bias or personal history aside for you <3

[leviackermanscleaningbuddy]

Question for the pack but very specifically our alphas. While it’s very typical to want omegas during rut, has there ever been an instinct or longing for another alpha to come help? Has another alpha ever stepped in place of an omega to help ease another ruts by slathering themselves in scent blockers?

Additionally, Y/N and Channie are your individual ruts harder on each other because your Moonmates?

Thank you and love y’all!!!

"This is a great question, and it varies based on alpha actually." You say with a glance between the other alphas, and they all nod in agreement. "Subgender may all be the same, cycles may all be the same, but we still all have very different personalities."

"Yeah, some of us-" Changbin gives you a very pointed look. "-get real grumpy with certain scents around that time."

You stick your tongue out at him. "Yeah, and some of us get overly whiney and want Minho to dominate the fuck out of us."

"Who wouldn't want that?" Jisung asks with slight disbelief, making a very good point, and everyone nods in agreement.

"Anyway." Chan shoots you and Changbin a pointed look, then sighs, raking a hand through his messy curls. "I can only speak for myself personally, but I actually really like to spend my ruts with (Y/N). My alpha gets overly possessive during that time-of everyone actually-but the moonmate thing kicks into overdrive when I'm not entirely in my right mind."

"You like to spend your ruts with me until the last couple of days." You point out. "Then when knotting me isn't enough, you usually switch into omega mode."

"I think that's pretty common, to hyperfocus on us around your ruts." Hyunjin shrugs, and Seungmin nods his silent agreeement. The head omega shoots Chan a smirk now. "And we're always entirely happy to be of service."

"He also gets really pissy with me in general." Changbin adds, and Chan gives him an apologetic glance.

"Yeah, sorry about that."

"It's fine. I just avoid the house at all costs during that week usually."

"As Binnie so kindly pointed out-" You glance at the other alpha, who grins and winks in your direction. "-I get pissy about particular scents during rut. I don't usually care very much about subgender? I mean, it's the same thing as Channie, omegas tend to dominate my mind the last couple days, but before then, it doesn't matter, as long as it's not Channie or Binnie."

You wince and reach out to pet Chan's leg in silent apology. He smiles and laces his fingers with yours.

"Their scents are way too strong when I'm so sensitive." You go on, glancing at Minho now. "I can usually handle Minho's because his scent is a little softer for an alpha, so he doesn't spike my wolf's defensive side, but if the other two get anywhere near me during rut, I immediately feel threatened."

"And scent blockers don't seem to help when it comes to us." Changbin points out now. "Which is odd, but your wolf still somehow picks up on our undertones and bares its teeth regardless."

You shrug. "What can I say? She's a Grade A Boss Bitch."

"As far as my ruts go," Changbin continues, looking thoughtful for a moment. "I think we're all the same in that we highly prefer omegas at the end, just because of primal needs and knotting, but in the beginning? I prefer another alpha actually. Unless of course, they're a top leaning omega like Jinnie." He shrugs. "I get a lot more primal in rut, and it's nice to have someone who can tell me what to do and I don't have to think about it. Thus, Minho-hyung."

"He is pretty bossy." Jeongin chirps innocently, with a sly look in Minho's direction, even as the alpha leans over to try to cuff his ear.

"Yah, watch your tongue."

"I also don't particularly care about alpha scents during rut." Changbin adds. "So scent blockers or the lack thereof aren't usually an issue for me."

"As far as the whole moonmate thing," You remark, squeezing Chan's hand, and he squeezes back in response. "biology dictates that yeah, your moonmate's cycle is going to be a little bit rougher on you than just any other cycle. Regardless of subgender of either mate."

"It's interesting when it comes to beta mates though." Seungmin muses, his hand resting on Changbin's thigh, Jisung now playing with the fingers on his other free hand. "We don't experience cycles. But Changbin-hyung and Minho-hyung still have ruts, and I've noticed those take a toll on us regardless."

"Yeah, rut week is hell." Jisung agrees instantly, his dark eyes large and haunted. "Minho-hyung is scary on a good day. He's absolutely fucking terrifying the week of."

Minho levels the beta with a sharp gaze. "Han Jisung. I thought you liked my scary side."

Jisung waves his hands. "Oh, I absolutely do. It's hot as fuck. But also-" He grimaces. "I get awful headaches that week and my skin feels itchy and all I want to do is sleep. And that's your fault."

"Try being the actual one in rut." Changbin mutters beneath his breath.

"No thanks. I choose life."

"That's what I thought."

[greyjjoys]

jcink rper here - i read your callout. it paints you in a bad light, honestly, the whole thing comes off as friends having a falling out and you airing dms that should have stayed private. towards the end it was clear you were writing your messages for the benefit of an audience, because you knew you were going to screenshot that convo to hell and back. so you ran this person out of your community, fine. can't you give a person room to grow and change? if you don't like or trust them, just block them and move on.

this ask is in reference to this post

meant to answer this sooner but i went to bed and then i was out all day. if this was a falling out ONLY there would not be at least 20 people she has affected. when i wrote that doc i was really pissed off and petty, as a lot of us were but i had many people come to me with similar experiences which i think is telling. they can come forward and share theirs in their own posts or the replies on this one but i also respect if they don't want to out themselves to possibly be harassed or to have to rehash their traumas. this is my experience and i'm not going to share others without permission. if i sounded like a whiney little bitch in my doc or my screenshots then whatever. i was valid in my feelings. i'm always here to give a person room to grow and change but how can you grow and change from something you won't acknowledge ?? growing and changing would mean apologizing and acknowledging your wrongs because that shows evolution of character. i never asked for castor to get death threats, i never wished ill upon her but running away instead of owning up to the bad shit you did is not showing any type of character development. we are all in this community to literally write characters and it seems like most of us can understand that in that context but not in the context of us interacting with each other out of character. as for me wanting an audience, i don't know where you got that from. when i approached castor initially about how she was acting i had already spoken to several people who felt the same. that she inserting herself where she didn't belong and being very hyper-focused on only things that would benefit her or give her attention on top of the insurmountable attention she already got from her followers, members of her servers and the people who paid to access her content. i have like 40 followers on this blog because it's a newer one. anyone that knows me knows i usually make a whole new blog every 1-2 years because it inevitably gets cluttered. i couldn't give less of a damn about followers or any type of audience. i reblog musings and character shit here, thats pretty much it. as for me taking a shitload of screenshots ?? absolutely i do. i've been in this community for 10+ years. i need to be able to back myself up and compile evidence if needed. that's not a crime. i've ran rps, i've adminned, i've modded, i've had people stalk me, share my personal information and turn people on me for no reason other than me cutting them for my own mental health and wellbeing. i've never wished them ill, i've usually left the door open for apologies or for genuine asks for help. i was friends with castor for like two years and we talked every day, she wasn't like this when i met her but that's how it always is when you meet people. they usually seem fine but when you get to know them and they start to get comfortable around you they start to show their true colors. vetting everyone you meet shouldn't have to be a trait that's ingrained into you and it wasn't so thats why i didn't vet her when i met her. again, i shouldn't have to. we should believe we can give people the benefit of the doubt to not be horrible but clearly we cannot.

this was longer than i meant for it to be but i could just block her and move on but i feel like if i can try to shield people in any way from her behavior, then, i should. so again, this is simply a warning. everyone can do whatever they want, i'm not telling anyone what to do. it's only advice.

this ask and one more will be all i'll be posting in the tags regarding this because i won't want to clutter the tags with it.

[aribearanon]

Time to get a little personal. Will delete in the AM.

(tws, just be mindful of your own triggers while reading)

Well, my babies, it seems as though I owe you all an explanation for my absence. I haven’t been doing well, personally (ooc). I feel like a whiney little bitch for this, and usually I’d say some days are better than others, but it seems like they’re all.. shitty? No more sunny days, they’re all rainy. And I feel like I’m always the one who be positive and goofy and that has been exceptionally hard for me lately. I’ve done the thing that I promised myself I never would. I relapsed. Fell off the wagon. Fell back into old habits that don’t bring me any real relief in the long run. And to be honest? I’m scared. Feelings are shitty. Feelings are hard. Anyway. I’ll stop boring you, my loves. Take care of yourselves. I’ll try and be here more for you.

[blueparadis]

❝ IN THE MOMENT ❞ + (aki, denji, yoshida, angel devil, kishibe )

+. CWs — female anatomy, she /her pronouns, cum play, corruption kink, voyeurism, unprotected, oral acts, sex toys, s/d dynamics, bdsm themes.

+. synopsis — where they would like to cum? Would they cum inside you if given a chance to hit it raw or strictly prefer orals?

+. notes — congratulations. I've finally found my debut format for headcanons to touch a new fandom.

+. tap here to browse my works.

Aki insists on wearing a condom. However,He has thought many times how your gummy walls would feel around his cock. He has been jacking off quite frequently wrapping his fingers tightly around his cock, imagining it to be your raw cunt hugging his aching cock. But when you told him you ran out of condoms he couldn't just let the chance slip rather he took it saying that he'll pull out in time. And that is how he ended up having your legs over his shoulder as he fucks you. He has been jamming into your whole for a while and he can't seem to get enough of this view: you grabbing tits as he pounds into you. Aki can't think straight, and neither can you but when you convey to pull it out, he suddenly remembers. And he listens to you, how could he not? especially when you haven't been other whiney bitches who didn't let him do it raw. “Yes...yeesh ...ohhh fucckk. baby..”, he groans as he shoots his cum all over your belly and a little bit over your pussy lips. You rub yourself while he watches his hole clench. Aki thinks he could try this another time but he is coming back to have a nice fuck.

Denji might be desperate for sex but he is not willing to give up the feeling of your hands around his cock or your warm mouth sheathing his cock. He prefers the former since he can touch your boobs if you let him, otherwise, he will happily gawk at your naked boobs, and watch your nipples grow hard and wide. But with you pumping his cock, spitting on his tip to make it faster than usual makes him recoil in pleasure. An echo of groans fills the room as you quicken the pace. “Can I cum? uh....nigh...can I cum now?”, he eagerly asks. He might not be near his orgasm but the thought of you kissing him while giving him a hand job makes him do anything for you, be a good boy to you. It's so easy to make him cum at times like these especially when he asks for quickies so bashfully. You kiss his dry lips depriving him of the air to breathe as you keep stroking his cock. He groans as you pinch his nipples slowing down your strokes and at such an abrupt stimulation he cums, white slimy fluid coating all over your palm. “Waah! I came.”, he coos excitedly. And he'll let you go for another shot if you don't need to get back to work right away.

Yoshida loved teasing you, eating you out mercilessly until you begged him to stop. Sometimes he would tie your hands so that he could jerk off with one hand while eating you out. He is not always up for sex, he tends to find orals far more exhilarating than some normal vanilla sex. Putting a vibrator inside your pussy while he sucks your boobs, or watching you fuck yourself on a dildo was just the tip of the iceberg to him. But when you crawled in between his legs with a vibrator clipped over your vagina, he wanted to kiss you and tell you how obedient and praise you for being a fast learner. The view of his cum smothering your face is so thrilling but how can he not cum inside your mouth when you had been sucking him off while he was playing with the intensity of the vibrator, that is, how long you would last? would you last longer than him? You would occasionally pull away from sucking him off since the heat pooling in between in legs needed to be aided immediately. You wanted to touch yourself but that would be his win even though that might make him cum sooner than expected. But when you notice him grabbing the sheets, keeping the controller away you could taste the victory in your mouth. You wanted to win sure, but you wanted to feel him envious about it. Taking his aroused cock pushing it further, the tip hitting the back of your throat you felt it hard to breathe. Loads of thick, murky fluid oozed out of his cock down to your throat. Finally, you look up to him, with doe eyes as he says "you just keep getting better and better"

Angel devil never thought he would be able to have this, have a taste of heaven as you would agree to let him fuck you raw. With his hands under your inner thighs, having your arms curled around his nape he can barely fuck you properly. But that has been helpful because he has craved to be cockwarmed by you. His wings occasionally flap while he moves to and fro slowly feeling your cream smothering his cock. “You’ll pull out right?”, you ask him as he quickens his pace. At first, he tries to shut you up with a kiss but when you push him away he coyly drawls, “do you want that?” You wince as you feel a harsh stroke, his balls slap your cunt. You nod at him bucking your hips in the intention of not letting a drop spill outside. The moment he cums, his ivory wings spread open, his head was thrown back and his eyes are squeezed shut. It was almost reflexive. He was confused when he noticed his wings wide open in the air. Now, who wouldn't like to see that lovely sight once more?

Kishibe in his early forties finds it hard to keep his lust at bay and it seems to dissolve every time he sees you in that cute pink outfit he bought for you. He just wants to have you sprawled out underneath him plugging his cum into your tummy. But he can't do that, at least for now. When he will have you convinced to take pills and then he will waste no time ramming his cock into your sweet pussy. For now, he can go for other options like having you in between his legs, rubbing your cherry-tainted cheeks occasionally while you suck him off. He never warns before cumming but you seem to find a pattern of his orgasm. After all, it has been a while since he had you under his wing. When he lays back, thighs spreading more, hips bucking up as he shudders nearing his high, you quickly pull away letting his cum spread all over your throat and boobs. He thinks, maybe, he likes this view. Maybe, he can now fuck you raw in all positions so that you don't whine for another pink dress.

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[nifolution]

Catch Your Breath 1

Pairing: Jake Jensen / Reader

Summary: Lost chances sometimes come around again. Jake wasn't about to let it slip by a second time.

Warnings: Mostly fluff, angst, feels, cheating (not Jake or reader), hurtful pranks, missed opportunities, lots of reused movie dialog

A/N: Modern/partial high school AU. First chapter happens in 2001. This is a revised copy of my oc fic. (The last name has to remain for reasons.) It is written in 3rd person. No stealing, no reposts, no translations, no feeding to AIs. Comments, reblogs and likes are always welcome and appreciated. 

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Chapter 1

Y/N stood in the corner of the gymnasium, watery eyes drifting over the endless tacky streamers and balloons. For what students paid for tickets, you’d think the school could afford better quality decorations. Her sight landed on the giant banner and scoffed at the message, “Catch Your Breath. Yeah, and I hope ya choke on it.” She wiped her eyes, no longer concerned with keeping her makeup intact. The school’s mascot ‘Paulie the Pickle’ danced idiotically in the middle of the room, encouraging the crowd to join in. “What a fucking joke.” Prom was supposed to be one of the happiest and most memorable nights of your teenage years. It was memorable alright, but for all the wrong reasons.

The bane of her existence, the cheerslut Noel, set her sights on Y/N’s boyfriend the moment they arrived. She was currently on the rebound after breaking up with her on again - off again beau, John, and was looking for the next best thing. Y/N may have felt sorry for her if the girl had not spent the last four years making her life a living hell. Plus Noel refused to keep her hands to herself, latching onto Silas. Touching and flirting with him nonstop, completely ignoring that his girlfriend was right there.

Silas seemingly rebuffed her advances while his girlfriend was around, but the temptation was too much apparently. Y/N stepped away for a few minutes to chat with her friends. Only to turn around to find her boyfriend sticking his tongue down Noel’s throat. Oh, hell no! She marched over to them, grabbed a fistful of the slut’s hair and yanked her off Silas. 

“What the fuck, you bitch,” Noel’s whiney voice screamed.

“This isn’t what…”

Y/N saw red. “Silas don’t even try the ‘this isn't what it looks like’ excuse. You are so full of shit. I was gone for five minutes. How could you?”

Noel gave a fake pout, “Guess you should've kept a better eye on him. Can’t blame the guy when something this hot is around. Maybe if you worked out a little more he wouldn’t need me. Too bad, so sad.”

Resisting the urge to smack the girl in her face, Y/N squared her shoulders. “And I think it's incredibly sad that you only know how to value yourself based on how others want to use your body. You're going to live a very lonely life, Noel.”

Y/N pushed past the cheating jackass, avoiding his attempt to grab her arm. “Screw you, Silas, we’re done.” 

“Snookums, don’t be like that. It meant nothing. Just a slip up, I promise.”

She ignored her ex-boyfriend's empty words and walked away. He didn’t even apologize. They’ve been dating since sophomore year, lost their virginity to each other, planned to get married someday and he threw it away for that skank. She managed to hold back the tears until she found a quiet area by the benches. Sending her cousin a quick text asking for a ride home, she allowed herself to cry out her heartbreak. 

Jake Jensen was bummed, prom was nothing like he imagined. He spent so much money on a suit, the limousine and the perfect corsage for his beautiful date, only for her to humiliate him. Getting out of the limo, his date asked him for a kiss. Giddy, he closed his eyes and leaned in, only to be met with thin air. Opening his eyes, he found himself surrounded by the cheerleading team and half the jocks. They hollered and laughed as they pelted him with water balloons full of pickle juice. Their assault ended with his date calling him a loser and shoving a pickle in his face. Something the group found hysterical. 

He cleaned up as best he could, and stood under the hand dryers for what felt like hours, but the smell lingered. Jake came out of the restroom and plopped down on the nearest bench. Cringing as his not quite dry suit squished a bit. Just as he was deciding that he should go home, he heard sobbing. Turning his head he saw his classmate, Y/N crying.

He’d had a crush on her since forever, but she didn’t know he existed, especially with her hunky boyfriend around. Why was she alone? Looking around, Silas was nowhere in sight. Someone had to help her. Tentatively, Jake approached, “Hey, are you okay? Please don’t cry. If you tell me what’s wrong, maybe I can help?”

Y/N vaguely recognized the boy trying to console her. The blue eyes peering out from the large glasses, the messy hair, she’s seen him around. He took a lot of advanced courses and they didn’t run in the same circles, but he always seemed like a nice guy. “Not unless you can turn back time so I can stop my ex from making out with that slut, Noel and ruining everything.”

“I’m sorry, you deserve better than that dickhead.” Not having a tissue, Jake handed over his tie for her to dry her eyes. 

She sniffed and patted at her eyes, frowning, “Why do I smell pickles?”

“Shit, that’s me,” he admitted. “The um, the slut was my date, actually. Found out the hard way that it’s a long standing tradition for the head cheerleader to take the biggest nerd to prom, and have the popular kids douse him in pickle juice.” 

“What immature asshats. I’m sorry they did that to you.”

“It’s okay, I’ll live.” He offered his hand, “Jake Jensen.”

“Y/N Reyburn.” She shook his outstretched hand. “I do remember you, actually. I was in band with your sister. You and your friends talked your way into her last competition field trip by convincing the principal you guys had to jump up and shout ‘tequila’ when we played the song.”

Jake laughed, “That was worth it. And I believe our contribution helped you guys win second place.” 

“Oh, of course, couldn’t have done it without ya. Thanks.” She smiled and took a deep breath. Her phone chimed, alerting her of her cousin’s message. “Shit! She’s not coming for another hour.”

“Who?”

“Oh, um, my ride. For obvious reasons I want to get the hell out of here.” As if she needed proof the universe was against her, Silas and Noel started playing tonsil hockey a few feet away. She felt sick. “Think I can get away with pulling the fire alarm?”

Jake spotted the new couple, knowing how it must be hurting Y/N, “Or I can start a fire.” Her loud snort made him smile. He offered her some punch while she waited, she accepted. Clicking his tongue and making finger guns, he ventured to retrieve the beverages. Swiftly returning and handing her one.

Y/N raised her glass, “Cheers to high school clichés; computer nerds, band geeks, bullies, slutty cheerleaders, hurtful pranks, and being dumped at prom. We got the whole teenage experience tonight.”

“To the horrible teenage experience,” he toasted to the absurdity of the night. The conversation continued to flow easily between them. He took the chance and asked her to dance before she left. Almost regretting it when she said yes, because he did not know how to.

Luckily, Y/N did. Jake covered up his nervousness by singing while they swayed. When the song ended, he wanted to kiss her so bad, but knew it was too soon. So he placed a kiss on her hand. Earning him a breathtaking smile. 

He accompanied her outside and waited on the school steps. Wanting to see her smile again, he tried to impress her by doing a backflip off the railing. “And the crowd goes wild.”

“That was awesome.” When he bowed, she continued, “To be fair, I'd have liked it just as much if you fell on your face.”

Jake scoffed, “How rude. You know you loved it.”

“Hey, I wanted to thank you for making tonight tolerable. Tell ya the truth, I wish we would have come to prom together. We would have had a great time. No drama, no embarrassment.”

“Well I still had a great time. My favorite part was when I was the unwitting victim of a seriously dumb prank, but the all-night clinging stench, that was good times.” He shook his head, “Honestly, you're the only reason I stayed. Turned my night around. You’re an amazing girl, Y/N. Maybe we can hang out some other time.” Jake wanted to ask her out properly, but not until she was ready. 

She giggled, “Some time when you don’t stink of pickles.”

He nodded, “When I’m back to my regular freshness, I promise you can smell me anytime you want. I give you full permission to just take a whiff whenever you fancy.” Jake lifted his arm, leaned in and exaggeratingly gagged. “Just not now though.” He started asking for her number when a car pulled up honking.

The driver stuck their head out the window, “Move your ass, Y/N. I haven’t got all night.”

“I got to go. Thanks again, Jake. I’ll see ya around.” She ran down the stairs and hopped into the waiting vehicle. 

Jake sighed as the car sped off. “Oh, that sucked.” It would be okay though, they still had a month of classes left. He’d get another chance.

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Two weeks later, despite his best efforts, Jake had not run into Y/N yet. He kept expecting it to happen organically, but alas, it did not. They didn’t share any subjects and his class times never matched up with hers. They never ran into each other in the hallways because their schedules kept them in different parts of the school. Exams started next week and Jake knew there’d be no chance to see her until graduation if he didn’t do something now. 

A lightbulb went off in his brain. The next day he arrived early and broke into her locker. He wrote a small note with his name and number and placed freshly picked flowers on top. He hoped she liked them. His neighbor, Mrs. Shaw certainly did, and hopefully wouldn’t notice that he nabbed a few from her garden.

Y/N had been doing her best to find Jake. She didn't know his schedule or where his locker was. It was frustrating, she felt like she was just missing him. If she'd just be a minute earlier, or later, she’d see him. Today she even waited outside by the entrance as long as she could before class started, sweating her butt off in the heat, and he never entered the building. Another day gone without running into the one person she wanted to see. Huffing as she opened her locker, Y/N was greeted with a bunch of flowers wilted to a mushy mess. Ugh, they were probably from Silas. She scooped them up and threw the flowers in the nearest trash can. Never seeing the piece of paper stuck to the bottom. 

Her exams flew by and before Y/N knew it, she was walking across the stage to receive her diploma. Time to celebrate, high school was finally behind her. When the ceremony was over, she went on the hunt for Jake. Knowing where he would be sitting alphabetically, she made a beeline for his section, hoping she wasn’t too late. She was almost there when someone stopped her.

“Y/N, hey, congratulations. We made it.” Silas gave her a bear hug.  

Trying to get this encounter over with, she decided to play nice. “Congrats to you too. Glad all that is over.” She tried to get him to put her down, but he took it as an invitation to kiss her. She pushed him away and demanded he let her go.

Silas’ face fell, “I miss you, Snookums. Don’t you miss me?”

“I don’t have time for this.”

“If it’s because of Noel, I swear we aren’t a thing anymore. She was just a phase, Snookums. It was no big deal, nothing really happened, so I don’t see why we can't get back together. I love you and I know you're the only girl for me.”

Y/N crossed her arms, “So this would have nothing to do with the fact she's back together with John?”

“Of course not.”

“And you weren’t caught having sex with her in the library after our history exam.” At least he looked ashamed. She was so done with him. “We are not getting back together, Silas. I wish you the best, but it’s not going to happen. I have to go. Take care of yourself.” 

The G - K section was empty by the time she pushed through the crowd to get there. She continued searching in vain for Jake in the sea of people. Once the venue was down to a few stragglers, she knew she missed him. Guess he wasn't serious about seeing her again after all. 

Jake rode shotgun in his friend’s car, on their way to a party. He looked for Y/N at graduation, but when he spotted her, she was embracing and kissing Silas. His heart fell at the sight. Guess they made up. Throwing in the towel, he left as quickly as he could. He was disappointed, but not surprised. Nobody wanted a loser. 

Chapter 2

[kimthwariru]

Namjoon reaction—calling him a ‘friend’ when he clearly has a thing for you

❀genre: smut, a bit of fluff

❀collage au

(This was originally supposed to be a quick reaction but something happened to me and I couldn’t stop writing)

“Look, Jisoo, I’d agree with you, but then we’d both be wrong” you flash a cheeky smile at your best friend. She’s being going on and on about how this Kim Namjoon guy had a thing for you.

You can’t lie, you’ve seen him around in campus and sometimes you’d wish he would suffocate you with these thighs of his. Ugh. The perfect combo, lean yet masculine physique with a brain that actually functions for a change. You’ve seen the way these collage girls were circling him around and you can’t blame them, the guy was a catch.

But he was not your crowd of people. He was outgoing, social and had loads of what you like to call “the lad friends”. You guessed his main activities were partying and getting shitfaced every night.

You’ve talked to him a couple of times. He uses the same bench as you to read now and then. You would eventually take sneak peeks at the books he was reading, check if he had any taste or not, and the result was always better than what you expected. This guy knew books. He was not just reading what was on the best seller’s that week to look sophisticated in front of others.

When he caught you peaking he’d started having small talk with you. You swear you’ve never experienced a better conversation flow with another human being. This guy screamed comfort. He seemed genuinely curious about the things you were saying. None of that painful act of pretending to be interested just because he wanted to get laid. You had been talking with him for a month straight and aside from a few moments of some what flirty looks his actions never suggested something more.

His aura was welcoming and he always paid attention to the little things. Unlike some other shallow guys out there, he felt…different.

But how different could he really be? You’ve seen the people he hangs out with. Kim Taehyung? He had a relationship with three girls at the same time. Didn’t even apologize for being the biggest jerk in history. You’ve heard Jung Hoseok’s body count was reaching a 3 digit number AND Jeon Jungkook once fucked 4 different girls at the same night.

Just thinking about it makes you sick. It pains you to admit but there’s only one truth to this. Even if Kim Namjoon was interesting, he was definitely a person you needed to stay away from. All the data point to a big fuckboy alert!

“Come on y/n…. If he wasn’t even in the slightest interested in you then why did he tell me explicitly that he wanted you to attend the party??”

“An invitation to a party doesn’t mean anything. Besides, I’m sure I’m not his style. Have you seen the type of girls he hangs out with? Yikes.”

Jisoo smirked at you “Oh, I see you’re stalking him now?”

You shake your head “Don’t be ridiculous! We take Econ together, that’s all. What? Am I supposed to cover my eyes every time I see him?”

“Maybe you should” Jisoo came closer to you “Y/n, we’re going to that party”

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“This is a big mistake, I’ll get bored within the hour” You scream at Jisoo over the loud music.

“Don’t be a whiney ass and enjoy yourself for once” she handed you a drink.

Enjoy yourself for once. You and Jisoo’s definition of enjoying one self were clearly very different. You scan the room to look for any familiar faces you could talk to. Unfortunately, not a lot of your acquaintances attended frat parties.

Your head motion immediately pauses when you meet eyes with Namjoon across the garden. Was he looking at you this whole time? You feel your cheeks burn.

Initially, you don’t know how to react but eventually you flash him a small smile and focus back on Jisoo

“Kim Namjoon just gave me the biggest stare of all time” you say as you down your drink

“What!?” Jisoo’s eyes widened “This is the time where I say I told you so.”

You think for a second that maybe Jisoo was right all along. But that just makes the whole thing more dangerous for you. You can’t lie, Namjoon is attractive, but you knew he was trouble. Maybe he liked you today and then liked another girl tomorrow.

Suddenly, you feel a hand touch your shoulder “Hey y/n, Jisoo. Glad you guys made it” Namjoon’s low voice pierced your ears.

Jisoo gave you a look before replying to him “Hey!! We couldn’t miss such a night!” She smiled “right y/n??”

“Yeah!! Totally” you cheer kind of awkwardly.

Namjoon’s eyes fixed on you. You felt his stare eat you up. His whole presence felt angelic yet overwhelming. “Do you guys maybe want to join us? We’re sitting right by the pool”

“Oh! Sure, why not!” Jisoo answered almost immediately

You were walking towards the pool, Namjoon was pacing right next to you, he was so close to the point where you could sort of smell his cologne. You swear you could get drunk off his scent.

“I have to be honest, I didn’t think you’d actually come” He chuckled

“Are you disappointed?” You teased and raised an eyebrow.

You see a dimple smile making its appearance, how can this dude be so incredibly hot and cute at the same time? “I think pleasantly surprised would be the right way to put it”

Why do you feel like you can not breath? He hasn’t said much, yet you feel yourself burn up all of a sudden. “Good to know” you smile back.

“Joon! You have to see this” was the first thing Taehyung yelled when you arrived to the place where the guys were sitting “12 o’clock, Hobi making out with Mina from 3rd year. Can you believe it? After two years of trying to get it, he finally succeeds”

Of course the main talk is girls. No surprise there.

“Jungkook bitch, you owe me 20 bucks” Taehyung eyed Jungkook

Your expression screamed disgust. Apparently, Namjoon noticed “They are not as bad as they seem” he elbowed you.

You give him and awkward laugh “I’ll take your word for it” You lie.

“Guys, this is Jisoo and y/n. Can you stop trying to head lock each other and say hello? You’re embarrassing me” Namjoon introduced the pair of you to the boys who were still arguing about the bet. 

“Oh, hey girls.” Taehyung paused to inspect Jisoo’s face. “Hey, business and shipping? Ain’t it?”

“Oh, yeah, right!” Jisoo smiled

“Hyung aren’t you taking that class for like the third time? How many times can you fail you recon?” Jungkook teased him and Taehyung answered by giving him a slap on the shoulder.

“Hey y/n, do you want to go grab a drink? I think you’ll need it if you are to tolerate these guys” Namjoon offered.

“I trust you know best” you smile and quickly follow behind him. His shoulders wide and his muscles very visible even through his airy shirt. This guy was a whole statue.

“By the way, I’ve never seen you at parties before. I think I saw you once at the December ball but that’s about it. Not really a big fan of these kind of things, are you?” He suddenly said. You can’t really decode his words. How did Kim Namjoon know you even went to the December ball? You’re pretty sure you didn’t even talk to him that night.

“Interested in me much?” You give him a cheeky smile but he was just looking at you, a couple of seconds passed without him responding “I’m only joking! It’s true I don’t really attend these sort sort of things.”

“And what do you do for fun miss y/n?” He laughs and you swear if you could bottle the sound and get drunk on it you would.

“Oh you’ll think I’m lame”

“Try me” he said in a serious tone while starring right through your eyes. Suddenly, your body felt too heavy for your legs to bear. How can he get to you like that?

“Okay…” You start, him looking at you like that didn’t help control your train of thought, but you manage to get a hold of yourself “So you know that little corner cafe on willow street? Every Friday they have these comedy music nights. A guy-“

“Park Jihoon and the little funny guitar, yeah! I used to go there every Friday during my freshman years! Do they still do that old thing? I swear the pun with the atom never failed to make my day.” He started laughing again.

“Whoah what? You’re telling me you’ve been to the shrieking shack?” That place was a little treasure you’d found earlier this year. It was an amazingly cozy place, perfect during the cold winter time. The staff were all so kind and wore these big oversized colorful ties. But the people going there were all much older than you. You’ve never heard someone your age talk about that place. Let alone a person like Namjoon.

“Careful how you talk to a veteran y/n. I’ve basically helped to build the place” he chuckled.

“Y/n is that you?” A familiar voice greeted you.

“Jimin! Oh my god, hey! It’s been ages since I’ve seen you!” You hug him.

Jimin was a great soul, he majored in contemporary dance and ballet. He had been traveling for the past couple of years enrolling in some extra ballet classes in the magical city of Paris. You envied him for his talent and admired him for his passion.

“Girl, you have to come visit me. You’ll love Europe!”

“I would also LOVE to have some money in my wallet” you laugh “Oh Jimin, this is my friend, Namjoon. We go to collage together”

Namjoon gave you a look and soon after shook Jimin’s hand “What’s up. Nice to meet you”

“Nice to meet you too! But y/n, I’m so so sorry, I have to go. I was actually on my way out just now. I sort of uhm, have a thing-you know” he coughed “I’m leaving in two weeks, can we please meet before that?”

You knew Jimin was probably off to his ex boyfriends house. They broke up before Jimin left for Paris but every time he got back he’d have a couple of hookups with him. “Oh yeah! I bet you’ve got something very important right now, you better go quickly” you teased him “I’ll text you tomorrow, ok?”

Jimin laughed so much his eyes were barely visible “definitely! text me! I’ll be off then! Bye mister Kim Namjoon” he playfully said and was out of your sight a second later.

“You two seem…close” Namjoon suddenly commented

“Yeah! We were! But he has been studying abroad for like two years now.”

Namjoon’s facial expression was quite enigmatic “Did you guys ever… you know”

“Oh no no no.” You pause to make a small chuckle “Jimin isn’t exactly interested in, well, girls like me, or to be exact, girls in general”

Namjoon’s eyes widened and he immediately bursted into laughter “oh… I see” he made a pause “So tell me then, how come the old soul that never goes to parties finally attends one?”

You feel your cheeks burn red. Partly because the reason you went was him. You don’t know why, but the past month you and Namjoon hit it off very well and you wanted to test Jisoo’s crazy theory, you wanted to make sure for yourself if Namjoon was interested in you or not. Now the problem was, even if it turned out he did like you, you didn’t know what you’d do exactly. Namjoon was a really nice guy, but he didn’t come without his red flags.

“Just wanted to try something different, I guess”

“And how’s that 'different' treating you so far?”

What could you possibly tell him? That you have enjoyed every minute you guys have been talking? That you think that just by staring at you he could make you feel things no other guy could? You barely can admit all of that to yourself. “I think pleasantly surprised is the right way to put it” you repeat his words from before.

You see him smile at that. “You know what y/n? I’m really happy you came”

How can he make your heart beat so fast with just one sentence? “Oh really? And why is that?”

“I don’t know, I guess… I just like talking to you, you know? Whenever I’m around you I feel at ease, like I can tell you anything. I feel different when I’m with you, but in a good way”

“Wow” that sound escaped your lips without your consent

Namjoon laughed “Why? Is it too weird?”

“No! Definitely not weird, more like, I don’t know, surprising?”

“In what way?”

“Well you’re… Kim Namjoon, you’re the 2021 class president and you’re like the most popular guy in the whole campus right now.” You made a pause “And I’m just..-“

“The most interesting girl I’ve ever met” he cuts you off

The way he was looking down at you made butterflies grow in your stomach “You really think so?”

He gently grabbed your waist and pulled you closer to him “I know so” he leaned down, you swear his eyes had the whole galaxy painted inside of them. You couldn’t even breath properly at this point. Kim Namjoon was too close and the only thing you were thinking about was how well his kiss would feel “God, you’re so beautiful” he said and pulled you in for a soft, gentle kiss.

You couldn’t believe your senses. Kim Namjoon was kissing you and you really thought the earth had stopped spinning right then and there. You could feel his big palms traveling up and down your back.

His kiss was breathless, jubilant, filled with the joy of life, and you should stop him, he is no good to you, you know that, but his scent is delightful and his lips are so warm.

Unconsciously, your hands reach the inside of his shirt. His skin hot and soft at the touch.

"y/n" he practically moans your name, and just the sound makes your knees go week "Don't do that, I don't think I'll be able to stop"

"Who said anything about stopping?" You say and go back to kiss him even more passionately this time.

“There’s a lot of people here, my room is upstairs, would you perhaps want to-“

“Yes.” You immediately say. You don’t care about anything anymore, you’d let your future self deal with the consequences of today’s actions. The only thing that has been lingering in your mind is how good he’d feel inside of you.

The moment you’re finally alone in his room, he lifts you up, swinging you around and kissing you. It was like a dream. Namjoon was everything you wanted. Your reluctance about getting with him didn’t matter any more, the tingly feeling in your stomach overtook every single bit of hesitation you had. You needed him.

“God, you’re lovely” he exhaled

He looks at you as he sinks you down on the bed. Planting a soft kiss before his hands quickly begun to peel away clothes, yanking his belt loose, fumbling hurriedly at his trousers.

You look at his lips tracing your skin and the faint moisture left behind, you look at his muscly arms as he lifts you up and sinks you down again, you look at him looking at you, with eyes brighter than the sun itself. Was this all a dream?

When your dress was finally off he undoes your bra clasp on the way down. Slowly planting kisses on your collarbone, the tops of your breasts, your sternum, and you arched you back as you were needy for more.

His lips finally reach your nipples .Your boobs smooth under his hands, your nipple firm under his tongue, and there, that makes you squirm again, a little more insistently this time.

“Fuck, I’m so fucking wet right now, I feel it” You moan

You see him raise an eyebrow. A vivid smirk painted on his face “Let’s check, shall we?”

He splays his hand low across your belly, and the first brush of his thumb over your clit makes you breathe in sharply and him forget to breathe at all.

“I’m your friend?” He breaths in, his voice dangerously low

“Oh come on” You manage to say in between moans “what was I supposed to tell Jimin?”

His strokes and flicks are light and teasing, his thumb carefully circling around your clit. He gives you a slow, constant, unyielding pressure that makes your breath come up short, makes your toes curl in the effort not to move.

“I’m gonna fuck the word ‘friend’ right out of your pretty little mouth” he covers your mouth with an intense kiss before slipping two fingers of his free hand inside of you, and you makes a noise like triumph and want all wrapped up together. If his fingers felt like this, you can’t imagine how his dick felt like.

“Hmm?” He doesn’t look up, he keeps his eyes on his hands, on you, spread out beneath him “You like that baby?”

God, just the way the word 'baby' sounded coming from his mouth could make you come right this second. You look at him, his eyes look as hungry as his voice sounded. This dude was out of this world.

“Please Namjoon, I want it, I want you inside of me right now”

Namjoon lowered his underwear, and simply pressed his hard member on your slit. You could feel his balls softly caressing your clit as he made subtle movements while kissing you. “Such a needy little thing” he teases “Tell me how bad you want my cock inside of you”

“Oh..” you moan “I’d do anything, please…give it to me… fuck me like you own me” you whined as you used your pussy to caress his length up and down. He seemed to enjoy they way you touched him.

“Fuck y/n… that feels so good” he rests his forehead on yours.

“Imagine what my inside will feel then” you whisper in his ear “I’m such a tight good girl” you move your mouth in front of his, bitting his bottom lip as he growled when he felt your movement grow faster

“Fucking hell” he immobilized your body with his hands and pressed you down to the bed. He immediately shoves his dick inside you, filing you up to the brim before staying there for a couple of seconds and then pulling out completely. That movement made your vagina crave to be filled all the way up again.

“More” you whine, a dopey expression all over your face. You were so needy of him, but you didn’t care.

He lowered his left hand towards your thigh and gave it a big squeeze, kissing you aggressively while doing so. He quickly braced himself back into you, you felt your walls completely wrap around his member. It felt magical.

His strokes long and steady in the beginning. Every time he went in and out completely you felt the pit of your stomach burn in pleasure. Namjoon was doing everything right, you can’t lie to yourself, this is the best sex you’ve ever had. Normally with other guys you don’t even come close to coming, but now, you feel yourself trying not to do so.

“You like my dick being inside of you baby?” He plants a small kiss on your neck and goosebumps run down your spine.

‘Like’ was nowhere near good enough of a word to explain how much the sensation of him thrusting his hard member in and out of you made you feel. “I love it Namjoon… I just love it…”

Your words must’ve turned Namjoon even more on, because his pace immediately started becoming faster and sloppier. Every time your skin touched a loud sound could be heard. Namjoon was thrusting deeper and deeper into you, and every time he’d fill you up completely you’d cry out his name.

“Ah, I like my name so much better when you fucking moan it like that” he says and started shoving his dick inside of you like crazy. You could tell he was close to coming, and so were you.

It wasn’t long until you felt your walls clenching and your toes curling. The sensation overtook all of your body, it was mad… your heart beat uncontrollable. Namjoon made you feel a completely new range of emotions.

“Ah y/n, I can feel you cumming all over my dick” his voice cracky, You could see how turned on he was by all of this, by you. “Fuck” he shoved harder “You’re so” harder “fucking hot”

Namjoon stopped and pulled out immediately spreading his cum all over your tummy. The sight was breathtaking, you’ve never found a man so attractive while coming before, but then, Namjoon is no ordinary man.

He quickly grabs a couple of tissues and wipes you clean before laying on top of you again, placing another soft kiss this time. His hand playing with your hair. You were both naked and sweaty and a mess but it felt so magical. You wrapped your hands around his broad shoulders, pulling him even closer to you. You didn’t want even a centimeter of distance between you and him.

He suddenly stopped kissing you and simply stared at your eyes. After a minute or two, or maybe three, you're not really sure, time didn't exist right now, he tacked a string of hair behind your left ear.

“Y/n, let me take you on a date. Please. I know you don’t normally go out with guys like me, but I swear I’ll make it worth your while-“

“Park Jihoon and the little funny guitar. How does that sound? Or are you too good for the shrieking shack now?” You chuckled

“I’d love that” he smiled, making your heart melt a little.

[tteokdoroki]

💜- I just wanna be poly Rumi and Keigo’s cute little wife who always ends up getting fucked dumb daily, and have them fuck my body till I can’t move during their ruts/ heats, and be dressed up all pretty for them, just so they will degrade me, spank me, punish me till I’m begging to be fucked.

cw // manipulation, dumbification, dollification, breeding, degradation, spanking misogynistic themes, fem!reader, smut, mdni 18+.

you would never think in a million years that you would be married to a pro hero, let alone two. the number two and number five were considered some of the most eligible celebrities of japan at the time and you, a lowly little journalist, were lucky to have even gathered their attention at all.

they’d both swept you off of your feet, rumi reminding you that you were the best thing to have ever happened to them whilst keigo told you that you were his best kept secret. when you were with the two heroes, you felt loved and spoiled— needed. the pair of them always took care of you, providing you with a big house, the expensive software and technology you needed for your job, dates to fancy restaurants that you’d never been to before and anything you could have ever wished for.

you felt bad that there wasn’t much that you could do in return for miruko and hawks, you obviously didn’t have as much money as them— your job low paying and barely covering the rent at your old place. “you don’t have to do a thing for us, doll face.” keigo would purr to you as you lay between your partners in bed at night, rumi’s hand would dance up your thighs and slip between the pretty silk nightgown they’d gotten you for christmas.

your thighs part instantly, a sticky wetness pooling between them that miruko toys with instantly, spreading it across your folds. as your back arches from pleasure, keigo tweaks your pebbled nibbles with a satisfied hum. they loved to play with you when you were sandwiched between them— no where to go but be a useless little doll for them to use. “but...want to be good for you...want to pay you back,” you sigh, eyes rolling from the stimulation at your clit, the bunny eared hero speeding up her fingers against your puffy clit. the two heroes share a look over your shoulder as your gaze flutters pleasure shooting through your body.

“is that so, doll?” keigo asks, lips dancing across your own to silence your whiney pleas. “shhh, baby, you’ll wake the neighbours.” you nod pathetically, a tightness forming in your lower belly with an impending orgasm on the horizon. the bird hero hooks your thigh over his hip, exposing your cunt to the cool air as rumi sinks her fingers into your heat. his hard on presses against your clit as he grinds against you in slow circles.

miruko grins, breath tickling the back of your neck. “then quit your job for us baby, we’ll take care of you and you can look after us, cook...clean...be our little house wife...” you moan in agreement— white flashing behind your eyes as you cum hard against your two lovers— blindly agreeing to the lifestyle they’ve created to them. it doesn’t matter though, all you want to do is please them and make them happy. you quit your job the following week, wanting to make your partners proud— although you’ll miss the rush of writing an article, you find comfort in prepping and cleaning the house for both rumi and keigo to come home to.

they’re pleased with your work, living for the way your face lights up when they praise you and pet your head for being such a good little doll for them. in reward they treats you to cute little dresses that end barely under your ass, exposing your frilly panties every time you bend over to check the cookies you’re baking for the two heroes. little thigh highs that hug your doughy thighs, now covered in hickies and bite marks from where miruko had come home during her lunch break— deciding that you were the meal and that she’d eat you out over the coffee table in the living room. her tongue sliding up and down your puffy folds and slurping on your sweet juices— sucking your clit into her mouth to hear you whine over having your honey cunny ate.

hawks’ favourite thing is dressing you up like a pretty doll for the day. choosing what you wear, from your dresses to underwear— you’d be his pretty little housewife who bakes him pies and fixes him a bento box for his lunch with a sweet note to show off at work. he gets stiff in his pants thinking about you at home in your pink skirt and bow around your neck— immediately rushing back whenever he gets a moment to slide his weighty cock into your spasaming pussy, already so wet waiting for him. you’re such a good doll, ready to take whatever he has for you— not making a sound as his fingers fuck your mouth because cocksleeves don’t talk. mascara rolls down your pretty cheeks as keigo breeds you over and over, his dumb little housewife made only for taking fat cock and carrying his children.

during their ruts, its 100% more intense, the two of them gift you a collar and get off to the dopey happy smile that you give them when they cuff you up. hawks bends you over his lap, large palm coming down heavy on your plump ass, groaning at the bounce as he reminds you how useless you are and how you couldn’t survive without the two of them to spoil you with clothes and take care of you. all that you can do is mindlessly agree, tears stinging at the pain while miruko fucks you harshly with a toy, the stretch burning your tight hole as it gushes across his lap and her face. you’re a toy, a dumb little bitch, a pretty stupid doll. nothing more nothing less. the degradation only lightens up when you cream for them.

after all thats all a dumb housewife like you was capable of.