#the whole thing just has me foaming at the mouth whenever i think about it

[d3stinyist1red]

ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ɢʏᴍ ʀᴀᴛ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

yan gym rat who first knows you bc you helped him with lifting, back when he was a lanky dude who had only football as motivation

yan gym rat who is now buff asf and is the football quarter back, now using u as motivation

yan gym rat who goes to your school and tries so hard to start convo with you, even tho hes popular, hes too nervous to even ask u for a pencil

yan gym rat who has the BIGGEST FATTEST crush on u, fangirling over you whenever he sees you at the gym, pratically foaming at the mouth

yan gym rat who finally gains the courage to talk to you and become your wife friend,

"H-Hi!" He says as he walks up to you, you stopped midway from doing a pull-up, looking at him curiously. "I-I..er..I saw you at sc-school and at the g-gym often, and wondered...If you wanted to be friends?" He said as he looked at you shyly.

You got down, and smiled at his shy figure. "Yeah sure! Wait whats your name?"

yan gym rat who became your friend after that, visiting the gym every time you did so he could see you.

yan gym rat who is a nervous wreck whenever you talk to him, his palms get sweaty. When you talks to him, his brain turns to mush. He wants to say something smooth or cool to impress you, but instead, he just nods a lot, stutters and mumbles things like, “Ye-yeah, totally” or “For sure.” Inside, he’s panicking because he thinks he sounds so awkward.

yan gym rat who wants to text you 24/7, to js tell you about his day and shit ,but he drafts the message like 10 times, deleting it each time because he’s worried about coming off too eager or clingy.

yan gym rat who literally cries whenever you text even a lil dry to his messages, thinking you don't wanna talk to him and that he should throw himself off a cliff for bothering you

yan gym rat who bites his nails and picks at his skin whever you talk about someone else to him, scowling the whole time,

yan gym rat who wants you manhandle him and use your strength against him, wanting your soft hands around his throat as his tongue lolls out his mouth

yan gym rat who whenever someone tells him

"oh yeah, and I talked to y/n today, she was pretty chil-"

"did she talk about me?! Did she look at the ceiling? What was she wearing? Did her eyes direct to the ground?" He needs to know every detail.

yan gym rat who compliments you so so much that it makes ur ego bigger day by day

"Ur a-arms are so big, so strong.."He says as his hands trail down your arms, hearts in his eyes as he stares deeply at your body. His hands then went to your abs, drooling as he rubs them

yan gym rat who sometimes, his jealousy comes out in a passive-aggressive way. If your too focused on talking about someone else during your guys workout, he’ll lift heavier weights or push himself harder, just to show off.

"Yeah? Does that asshole also lift as much as me? Has that asshole tried kissing your abs before like I have? Has that dickhead made a whole fanpage about you like I have?!" He says as he glares at you as you tilt your head.

"Im talking about the lunch lady??"

yan gym rat who is ur gym buddy who luvs u so so much<33

[paegei]

ASS OR TITS?

do seventeen members prefer ass or tits ?

NSFW CONTENT ! MNDI !

seungcheol:

ass. no doubt in my mind. loves fucking you in doggy so he can get the perfect view. if you wear short skirts PREPARE to be fucked with it on. LOVES spanking and seeing his red handprint left on his favourite part of you <3

jeonghan:

also an ass dude. punishes you by having you lay on his lap and count the spanks he gives you. massages each spot he hit. whenever you ride him his hands are always squeezing your ass. lowkey wouldn't be that shocked if he bit your cheeks one time.

joshua:

this is totally not biased at all but tits. and i'm gonna say it; he is a small titty advocator. idc. likes that he can fit your whole boob in his hand size kink go brrr. he will suck on your tits all day and night if he could. likes keeping his hands on your boobs during the day.

jun:

like i said in my mirror sex fic,,, tits. so so so titty obsessed. loves shower sex as well cuz who doesn't like soapy boobs ? lays his head on top of your tits while you cuddle. constantly asking you to send boob pics. like CONSTANTLY.

soonyoung:

i can see him being both tbh, but i think he leads more to boobs. titty fucking is one of his favourite things on the planet. definetly has a collection of pics of your boobs. likes cumming on them too what can i say.

wonwoo:

don't think i've ever seen a bigger ass man in my life. gets hard just from thinking about your ass. saw mingyu take a peek one day and absolutely fucked the shit out of you so his roommate could hear you screaming his name through the walls.

jihoon:

boobs. so so SO boobs. he gets a little lazy from the crazy amount of work he tortures himself with, so cowgirl is his #1 position. (he loves it because he doesn't have to do any work NOT because your tits bouncing in his face drives him nuts) (definitely not for that reason).

minghao:

i can definitely see him loving making hand prints on your ass, loves watching the red blossom, but he LOVES marking your boobs. seeing his "artwork" hickeys on your tits drives him WILD. also considers his cum on your tits to be his favourite piece of art he's ever made （〃｀ 3′〃）

mingyu:

ass. like don't get him wrong, he goes BONKERS for some boobs. but... your ass makes him foam at the mouth. one of those dudes who slaps your ass whenever he walks passed. when you're riding him into the mattress, def has a CRAZY grip on your cheeks to try and control his tears.

seokmin:

he's a tit boy through and through. this mans one goal in life is to please you. i am a BIG believer in pussydrunk!dk. but he will latch on your tits like it's his LIFELINE. for sure fingers you while he's lapping at your chest, he just can't get enough of your cunt either ＞︿＜

seungkwan:

boobs as well. his hands are latched onto your tits 24/7. rests his head on them while you cuddle, plays with them when he's upset, and he keeps his hands up your shirt while your snuggling on the couch. he's also a BIG nipple biter don't @ me.

vernon:

yeah he loves ass. doggy is his go to (well besides reverse cowgirl but that still isn't helping his case). when i say he spanks i mean it. he is SLAPPING your ass. he just can't help it, his hand prints turn him on so much.

chan:

def another ass guy. eats you out from behind (or just straight up eats ass who knows). his hand is on your cheeks in public too he just can't help it. if you're wearing a short dress / skirt, be prepared for a long night (and to say goodbye to that article of clothing cuz he def stains it)

not proof-read ! lmk if there's any mistakes (づ￣ 3￣)づ

[2af-afterdark]

*throws sparkles*

Well hello ! It's me ! Again ! Forever !

Thank you for taking your time to answer my silly asks I love your brain muah !

Okay. Okay. Another one. How do you think the kings (and more if you'd like) m@sturbate ? Would they do it whenever they have some random b0ner ? Would they wait to get back to their own rooms to take care of it ? Do they need a special setting ? Do they need to imagine something ? Someone ? Do they muffle their noises or do they yell until the whole neighborhood knows they're going at it ? Do they need visual imagery ? Pull out a phone and watch some p0rn ? Do they do it through clothes or go completely naked ? I could go on and on....

Anyways. Share the brainworms with everyone please !

- 🪰

My love.... why did you censor the word masturbate? And boner? And porn? This is Tumblr and this is my 18+ blog. Please... You can say any degenerate shit you want here and I will only nod sagely as you foam at the mouth. 🪰 is my friend and I am gently bullying them publicly. You will forgive me if 6 kings is already enough for me. Any more characters than that and I won't have the spoons to gush about how they m@sturbate. I will stop teasing 🪰 now.

Satan

Do you think for one solitary minute that this man is hiding the fact that he's jerking it? Man is so loud that the entire building probably knows, and they know exactly what he's getting off to as well. And I say 'building' because that man is jerking it whenever he feels like it. Granted, I think he'd go to a private place. Also, his first choice for spank material is always to call up MC and tell them what he's going and demand they come over so he doesn't have to take care of himself >:3 Man only takes off enough of his clothes to get at his dick. No more, no less.

Mammon

The man can probably be as loud as he wants because the room had the best sound proofing. Does that mean he is? Nah. He's probably moderate with his noise. Only really noisy right before he cums. And, yes, he is definitely imagining MC the entire time. Sometimes porn may help, but it is always things he wants to try with MC. Man can just move those robes aside, but I feel like he does it in the nude...

Leviathan

No one knows when this man is jerking off because he is silent as the grave and only does it in privacy. He also only does it at certain times of day (probably before bed). Man could jerk it without any thought. It's a biological need that he's taking care of, nothing more. May do some self asphyxiation or have a stray thought about MC that he gets upset about and decides that he'll take it out on them the next time he sees them. He keeps his clothes on, just reaching a hand into his pants to do the deed.

Beelzebub

He wants people to know when he's masturbating. He has no sense of privacy. He would just... whip it out when he's in the mood. No questions asked. Would probably jerk it shamelessly while watching whatever got him hard. Unless he got hard because he thought of something. In that case, he would move himself to find what he wants and then jerk off. Point is, he wants to look right at whatever it is he's think about. Clothes stay mostly on when he's in public. He goes straight to whipping out his dick and getting to business.

Lucifer

You know, I figure Lucifer for the type who doesn't try to hide what he's doing, but also doesn't advertise it to the entire kingdom... yet somehow his Nobles will wind up outside his door listening closely to hear whatever they can. He may just rub himself through his clothing sometimes. Just like Leviathan, it is a simple biological urge. Except he doesn't mind dealing with it when he has free time. But only when he has free time, because he's a busy man.

Belphegor

Does this man even masturbate? I assume he's napping through most of the day. Hell, when he has a wet dream, he probably just grinds against the bed in his sleep. Pillow humping king, you feel me? Unfortunately, no one will ever know what he dreams about, but I'm sure Beleth has walked in on it a few times. Man could tell you all the noises Belphegor makes in his sleep... and he will do it, gladly.

[starsomens]

ceo Noah is making me foam at the mouth star WHAT DID YOU DO ?!?! MORE PLEASE

Girl me too I already love it

CEO Noah who only has eyes for you, you and you!

No CEO Noah being the man that he is has a well-known reputation that goes around, which means a lot of women know about him and once they do see his face, they are foaming at the mouth, but do they know that this man wants nothing to do with any other woman except for you

So they want to invest into their business only to walk into his office in a giant portrait of you looking down on

Attempt, and usually when they do, he denies their request for a business loan 

Whenever it comes to business designs and colors, he calls you for approvals and suggestions. Listen to them when he has you???? M he could be having the worst day at the office and all it will take is for you to walk in with that pretty smile of yours and his day just feels so much better

Man is literally stressing anyone that comes to his office. He tells him to just get out but as soon as he sees your head pop in 

Like I said when it comes to you, this man is a big baby. He talks to you in a baby boy even though he’s this very 6’3 CEO that’s basically a Doberman in human form. But then he gets all bright and bushy tails once you appear.

Literally buys you everything and anything you want and that includes anything that you just look at or pick up out of interest and put it back.

He does pay attention to things like your shoes and your make up so whenever they start to run low or wear out, he replaces them without telling you and you been a lot longer than you anticipated.

Did you ever have to make any speeches that event that he has to the first person he always thinks is you because you’re literally his motivation and reason as a CEO and stay in business and perform to 100%.

He has had cases where his employees try to hit on you and knowing that you’re his wife. Two things happen, either they get fired within the hour or they get a load of work then no one wants to touch and has put a side for months.

You may be his wife and they may all understand that you’re his but sometimes he needs to remind them that is your presence because he worked and still works to be a man worthy of you

Many of his foundations and any kind of charities or organizations that he has created or named after you or named after a pet name he has given you

Every month he does donate to charity of your choice. And he asked you how much you want to donate.

It may be his business and his work that he started from the ground up. But at the end of the day, you’re the whole reason he keeps going.

[aachria]

right so, firstly, sssbmty is absolutely amazing and I binged the whole of it in around five days. I love Ed and their character development as well as the relationships they have with the crew it’s all ugh, so masterful.

secondly, while the entire thing is giving me immense brain rot and i’m foaming at the mouth about the tarot card foreshadowing, I just cannot stop thinking about that mysterious father/weird uncle figure that was apparently on Gol D. Roger’s crew who hasn’t been mentioned since the wedding (sorta).

i’m minorly obsessed with this random, unnamed person who looked at a tiny cabin boy Shanks and went, “this dude needs to know the Macarena yesterday.” and probably also taught Shanks (and i’m guessing most, if not all of Roger’s crew) “Piano Man” and more than likely introduced a slew of other Earth pop culture things that almost certainly have no business being in the One Piece Universe.

also, the fact this guy knew that Ed was also going to be there??? the implications of that is crazy alone. how do you know these things sir? is this guy tied in with the voices Ed hears and dreams Ed experiences whenever they’re incapacitated? did weird unknown uncle have strange dreams as well?

but i also can’t help but wonder, was this guy also isakai’ed with the same suddenness that Ed was? just randomly dying one tuesday morning and waking up in a strange place with zero explanation? Did he get swept up by Roger one day like Luffy swept up Ed, and this mystery guy decided “fuck it, we ball” and went along wholeheartedly with Rayleigh and Roger and never looked back? was he spending the whole time quietly mourning roger cause he knew just how this story would end? did he not change anything because he knew Ed was coming and left everything up to them?

this shit is bouncing around my head like a million pinballs set loose, it’s chaos in here. also, these questions are 80% rhetorical and i just need to inform you that is nameless character of yours has moved into my head and refuses to leave.

and with that little rant out of the way, i wish you good day, good luck, and i can’t wait to devour the next chapter. toodles.

First; oh em gee thank you sm… you got me gigglin n twirlin my hair n shit…

Second; me and you, we’re living on the same wavelength. Pseudo dad/uncle lives in my head rent free and the way I would absolutely LOVE to answer all of these questions—

But I must hold my tongue. Here’s a special little something to tide you over though; I’m writing the last chapter of Sabaody rn and bro this arc… I lied about it being shorter than the party good Jesus it’s like 8ish chapters and the man the myth the legend is at the very least mentioned in like FOUR OF THEM. HAAAAAALF OF THEM. So like. Yaknow. GET FUCKING EXCITED.

[daphneyoumustmakehaste]

I have nowhere else to spew my politics garbage so I'm choosing tumblr as you do. Focusing on America and Britain here because that is what I know best and its what I study.

It is so so aggravating whenever I see people (specifically left wingers or left-centrists such as democrats and Labour voters) discourage people from voting third parties/candidates. A few years ago, I would have been foaming at the mouth at this statement. I remember a couple years back (when I was literally like…14) I posted on here encouraging people to vote Biden because “no one wants Trump”. But now I’m older, and Biden has been exposed as the decaying, wicked old man that he is (but my opinion on Biden is neither here nor there and has little to do with the point I want to make, so if you Biden lovers can just shut up and block me if this makes you mad please x) I’ve come to realise that voting for third candidates is an essential part of democracy.

Almost the same argument is used whenever left-wingers say they want to vote for third parties. “You’re going to divide the left. We need to get [Republicans/Conservatives] out of power. Please vote for [Democrats/Labour].” And I do agree. That voting for third parties and candidates will have consequences in dividing the left. However, voters DO NOT OWE their votes to left parties purely because they are “left wing”. Just because a candidate is “the better option” does not mean you owe them your vote.

Over the past couple of decades, I think a mindset has formed of “no matter what this party does, I’m going to vote for them because i don’t like the other option.” You don’t think politicians know this is a popular mindset? This allows them to say and do and vote for whatever they want with minimal repercussions. Just in 2024 alone, Joe Biden has become increasingly more defensive over Israel despite MANY of his 2020 voters opposing this. And fair enough. If that is what Joe Biden believes in, then I think he should freely express it. But if voters don’t want to vote for him on account of that, you cannot guilt trip them into voting for him because Donald Trump is an awful option (which he is, and obviously I don’t want him to become president, but it’s a sacrifice I think people should be willing to accept).

Sir Keir Starmer has moved the Labour Party to more centre ground ever since he came into power in 2020. Again, that’s fine. He should do what he thinks is best for the party. But if voters don’t want to vote for him on account of that, you cannot guilt trip them into voting for Labour because “conservatives are worse.”

I think America are in a much more vulnerable position than the UK. Conservatives have little to no chance at winning the next election, and I think Sunak knows this (despite what he might say). Trump stands a very good chance, and I think this is account of the split that’s originated on the left. That isn’t the voters fault. I think it can partly be attributed to Biden dividing the left, and I think it can also be attributed to the way politics works. Biden was never a strong candidate, even in 2020. The main thing he had going for him was “better than Trump.” But unfortunately, Trump is back for another round, Biden is running again, and we’re in the same position we were last year (history really does repeat itself).

I do think it’s a difficult argument and there is no one way to go about it. Like I said above; I do not want Donald Trump to become President again. I do not wish for another five years of tory rule. But I also don’t want to forget everything bad Biden has done, and I don’t want to forget the shitty, bootlicking things Starmer’s Labour has said.

At the end of the day, the message here is that voters should VOTE FOR WHO THEY WANT. If you want to vote for Biden or Labour because you don’t want the alternative in power, go ahead. The whole point of voting is to strengthen democracy. By “forcing” people to vote for “the better option, even if they’re not the best.” Instead of looking down on the people who choose not to vote for them, maybe you should look upwards and ask why those in power are not doing everything they can to attract and keep voters.

[hopeswriting]

Hi I saw your post on Skull and tv series about famous people and I raise you: The public have that sort of relationship to Skull's career as with many of the "acclaimed geniuses" usually the artsy ones aka. everyone knows him but nobody thinks they "understand his true depth", "he was very bright and loud but in private really he was actually sooo mysterious and it was impossible to tell what actually went on in his head when he spoke so much but rarely anything of substance about himself", "he was everyone's friend, but I always wondered if he returned the feeling, he always acted that way around everyone after all" etc. Someone is quoted talking about how he'd always laugh things off to hide what he really meant. It goes on.

BUT here is the KICKER: Skull isn't. He has his own depth of course, but all of this post-mortem rose tinted "mystery" is that he was young and fearless and cheerful and genuinely a bit dumb and hypocritical and very bad at elaborating on the things he said. And best part: now he will never live it down around the arcobaleno and this time it's not even him who was talking himself up in ridiculous ways. (Actually it'd be kinda funny too if it made some canon character actually believe it and look at him differently)

hi nonny, thank you for the ask! [post referenced]

nooo not the unseen depth zerfghfgc!!!! not the MYSTERIOUSNESS!!!! 😭🤣😭🤣😭🤣 and yeah you bet he ISNT nor was he EVER any of that lmfao, nonny i'm losing it over this.

but okay, now let ME raise you this: 1) i know it in my bones tsuna is the one to buy into all of that bullshit, no questions asked. yes, hyper intuition tsuna, the last one who should buy into it and know better, i know, but no, listen. i KNOW he watches that documentary or whatever and goes "omg, i can't believe i misunderstood skull this whole time. i need to apologize to him right now and do better, and also i should stand up for him from now on and help the others realize they've got it all wrong about him too".

and then no one can stop him or make him change his mind. least of all reborn, who's the one trying the hardest to stop him and change his mind. for a yet undetermined reason, but i just know he canNOT stand that new development, it just makes him soo mad.

wait, no, i just figured out why he'd hate everything about this. it's because he knows skull, thank you very much. he's among the few who got through the obnoxious ordeal of bearing his bullshit long enough to know him, and to even become begrudgingly glad he did and fond of him but we're not going to talk about that, but now? he's just supposed to stand there and be told he's only ever seen the surface of skull? that he--he, of all people--couldn't tell he was just seeing the surface of him? over decades of knowing each other? he's just supposed to let people not recognize and acknowledge the arduous and praiseworthy achievement that is him having gotten past skull's terrible first impressions until they became close for what it is?

he's just about foaming at the mouth, and tsuna does not give a single shit about it because, as everyone knows, reborn is skull's number one hater. and then tsuna's undeterred work to, like, rehabilitate skull's image or something, actually WORKS because if hyper intuition tsuna says so then??? surely there's some truth to it at the very least???? and it works even more because skull does NOTHING to clear up the misunderstanding.

which brings us to point 2) shameless little gremlin that he is to his core, skull absolutely finds this the funniest thing and takes FULL advantage of it. like suddenly tsuna & co (the 10th gen/varia/shimon/etc) start to actually pay attention to him whenever he's around, trying to see """through him""", and skull makes sure to always be all like "oooh look at me not talking much à la hibari, i'm sooo mysterious and definitely thinking some deep thoughts and not trying really hard to not burst out laughing". or like, the arco are their usual rough but playful selves with him, and instead of snapping at them with no heat behind it either in a well-rehearsed routine the way he'd usually do, instead he's all like "oooh look at me and my fake laugh à la yamamoto. am i really laughing this off because i don't mind or am i just doing it to hide how it actually hurt me? there's sooo much unseen depth inside me".

and they buy it. go all like "oh shit??? maybe--????". and the arco are losing their shit because 3) okay look. consider this: the arco are the ones miserable over this, and skull is the one not letting them live down the new-found appreciation everyone else but them suddenly has of him. because like, the arco's reaction to this can only go one of two ways: either they find it just as funny as skull and help him pull off the whole "yeah this is actually the real me, you just didn't care to notice it before" act, OR. they just absolutely canNOT stand it. they're so mad about it. they're sooo mad about it. they did NOT unexpectedly survive through a curse alongside skull, only to hear they somehow missed everything about him that would have made him more bearable lmao. especially from people among whom most of them have never spent more than an hour with him. have never even TALKED to him even once. their blood pressure is through the roof while skull is living his best life and does not give a single shit about it. also becomes best friends with tsuna in the process of this whole thing because i say so.

anyway. i couldn't stop laughing while answering this nonny, i love it so much. and idk if you remember this @cloudspark @ravensilversea @juudaimes-true-form, but here's the hilarious sequel of the netflix's skull series au ezrsfgvhfd

[wordsbymae]

hiiiii i’m new here but i love your writing and your characters!! especially, and predictably, alwyn, BOY do i read all his stuff over and over just foaming at the mouth ���💖💖 thinking about him has my brain firing on all synapses and ik you’ve already kind of covered this but it still got me thinking about reader eventually leaning into the dirty nicknames and treatment because she knows it’s his way of showing love, and she’s just so desperate for validation she’ll do whatever it takes for the positive attention, plus being surrounded by rowdy outlaws for so long would slowly wear down her noble reservations, not to the point where she’s any more comforted by being rammed into out in the open, but when it’s just her and alwyn she lets loose a little bit, crying out for him and agreeing whenever he calls her his little whore, as long as shes his, and he’s just ecstatic that she’s so into it, grinning and silly and love-drunk the whole session, the happiest he’d ever been and thinking she was too, at least until he catches reader by herself, with tears plopping onto the pages of a pure-hearted romantic scene in her book, or sadly singing and dancing the way she imagined she would on her wedding day, mourning what could have been, and it just wrecks him to see her silently suffering, to the point where he goes out of his way to listen in on things cheesy things couples say before stripping them clean of all their valuables, even skimming through and stealing a couple lines from the books he stole for her (if he can even read idk if not dw lol), doing his damndest to restrain himself and be a bit softer with her and switch from his go-to “compliments” to the flowery language that’s so foreign on his tongue but is instantly overshadowed by the heightened warmth and whimpers from you, all in all putting in that extra effort so he can love you the way that would make you happiest, and reader’s heart just SOARS and she falls for him all the more and alwyn adores the positive feedback which encourages him to do it more and they just go back and forth and oh my GOD i’m obsessed sorry here take my brainrot—

Hi!!!! Welcome!! It's so nice to talk to you!

I wanna say thank you so much for all of this ^^^^^^^^^^ It made me so happy and I'm so grateful!!!!!!!

Anyway moving on!!!

Oh boy! I never thought Alwyn would become my most popular oc, especially since I thought what I wrote was not very relatable, so it makes me so happy to see everyone loving him! Fun fact I stole his name from a character out of a book I was reading at the time. I kinda had a crush on the character soooooo..........

You are spot on!!!! The reader is so so desperate to be loved and seen as attractive she is willing to throw all her self-respect out the window. It would take some time to feel somewhat comfortable with him calling her vulgar words. I still think she would hate being called a heifer and a whore, but I think she allows some others. He loves calling her sweet cheeks, his pretty little slut and yeah while she absolutely hates being called his little whore she sees how much he loves it and in an attempt to not rock the boat she lets him. But not in public!!!! She has and will slap him if he calls her that in public. And pretty little heifer is a massive no-no, even though he fucking loves calling her that!!!!!! She still sees it as a dig or backhanded compliment about her looks or size.

She used to yelp and blush and hide away when he slapped her ass or squeezed it, in the early days he would do that and worse in front of his men. After days of him and his men laughing at her beet red or adorable yelps after being slapped and squeezed, Alwyn makes the mistake of surprising her from behind and squeezing her tits. The reader is livid and Alwyn sleeps outside for a whole week. He never does that shit in public again, but he will do it behind closed doors. He acts like a teenage boy sometimes. Reader bends over and grabs her hips and pretends to rut into her from behind. He gets her to sit on his lap during dinner and smirks when she complains about his dagger sheath.

Oh yeah! She wants to be reminded daily she's his, that she's someone, that someone wants her. And his just this stupid man acting like a fuckhead. He's so fucked out and happy he doesn't notice anything, how she cringes when he calls her his little whore, or how she keeps grabbing his hand to hold it when he fucks her from behind, desperate to feel like he loves, cares and respects her.

YES!!!!!!!!! She loves reading romance books and will stay up way past midnight reading and swooning and crying. She gets upset the most during proposals, courting scenes and sex scenes. The men are so caring and romantic and actually gentle with their women. Reader never got any of that, she was never courted, wasn't proposed to and sex with Alwyn is all grunts and moans and dirty words. There aren't any gentle touches or soft confessions.

And the dancing?????? YES!!!!!!!!! She was told as a kid that she should never marry someone if she hasn't danced with them first. And she has never danced with anyone. Expect her father and other male relatives. She's never been asked and never had a man hold her tight in such a sweet embrace. She gets really really sad one night when the bandits have a party. Some of them start to ask each other to dance, and she looks at Alwyn with such hope. Instead, he just laughs at the others and tells her why dance when you can just fuck each other, not realising he's just broken her heart.

Omg!!! What an idea. He is so desperate to be romantic, something he's never been, he's making notes and obsessing over it like he would a heist. Yeah, he can read! His father was a knight so he was expected to follow in his footsteps!

The reader would get such a shock when he starts being romantic. at first, she's scared that it's just a cruel joke. He's gonna tear it down and mock her and her wanting of true love. But as the days pass, he is more heartfelt and gentle with her and she just swoons over him.

He starts writing her letters, asks to meet her in secluded areas for a picnic and no sex, and gives her gentle touches when he walks past, barely touching her hand. The reader feels as though he's courting her and she fucking loves it. It makes her so happy to feel as though he is trying to get her attention and prove himself. And Alwyn is so happy cause shes actually talking to him now not just replying to what he's saying.

Then comes another party, couples start to dance and the reader is left sitting alone, for her this is normal until Alwyn comes into sight holding out his hand and asking for the pleasure of her company. They dance all night and the reader is laughing and giggles. And Alwyn is just in awe at her.

Thank you so much for sending that in and I loved it! Feel free to send whatever you want in!!!!!!!!

Lots of love,

mae xx

[awellboiledicicle]

Its going to be all good until Dot gets a chocolate craving and mentions it around Gale "Waterdeep has Everything" Dekarios.

Because he'll start waxing poetic about a tart he had or a delightful cake... and she'll just.

"Gale that sounds great, but all I want to do is curl up and pour syrup and whipped cream directly into my mouth."

"That... is also an option. One I haven't tried, admittedly, but an option." A pause. "So do you just tip the bowls or--"

"Chocolate syrup comes in a bottle you squeeze. Think a waterskin of chocolate."

"Huh. Alright."

"And the whipped cream comes in a can." A blink as she processed his look of confusion. "Think flask that's under a lot of pressure so when you press on the top, the cream foams out."

"Fascinating... and you'd just..."

"Just pour both in, yup."

"Why?"

"You look me in the eyes and say that it doesnt sound like a decadent time. Just a nice treat."

"Well yes, but doesn't it go bad? What with Earths lack of magic to keep things cool."

"We have this magical thing called science, you know. Making a box cold we figured out."

"Fair enough." A hum. "I just can't imagine pure chocolate tasting good."

"Oh no, no, chocolate syrup is mostly just sugar and coloring. It's just cheap. If you magically summoned me a cake I'd take that any day."

"I see."

"Wait. Did you think I was saying I wanted to just sit down and house whole bowls of chocolate and cream? Because that's certainly an image."

"I don't know what people on Earth do for fun!"

"Nope we all sit around pouring sweets down our faces. Just getting real sloppy with it."

"Now that is a wildly different mental image--"

"And a thing that some people actually did."

"Pardon?"

"We have strayed from me wanting chocolate."

"No, no, let's stay in this delightful new world you've just described." Astarion pipes up, having watched quietly up to this point. "Do tell me where these people get enough chocolate to do that."

A sigh.

"Its mostly people watching women get lathered in syrup and wrestling in their small clothes." A grimace. "I just always get distracted thinking about the clean up."

"Go on."

"Not like that, christ--"

"You opened the door! I just peered through!"

Gale, meanwhile looked like he'd swallowed a frog. He cleared his throat awkwardly.

"Thats.. something to imagine."

"I cannot believe this is where we landed."

"Less landed and more strolled in a straight line, darling, but Do pretend you didnt raise this specter."

"I just wanted a mouth full of sugar and here we are."

"A mouthful you say--"

"Astarion I remind you I have eldritch blast on tap, just whenever."

"You think I'm funny, don't lie."

"Fine but you're going to kill Gale."

"I am... perfectly fine."

Karlach trotted further ahead and waved her hands.

"Actually, can we get back to the women wrestling in pools of chocolate and cream? Because--"

"You're all horrible."

"--whats the win condition. Does the loser have to clean off the winner--"

"We are not discussing this while goblin hunting."

"Soldier, you cant tell me theres horny wrestling and NOT clarify--"

"I didnt SAY horny--"

"Implied it!"

"Eldritch blast on all of you."

[ughdontbeboring]

um babe I…I’m speechless 😭😭 I went in being so open bc you always get me thinking about things differently and then I seen the twincest/selfest tag and was like oh idk how I’m gonna feel about this….but 😅😅😅 it worked for me 😅😅😅👀 it wasn’t to much and ughhhh it was sooo good!! I was literally foaming at the mouth and trying not to set my dog off with my barking😅😅 literally in heat now 😭 you wasted no time and jumped us right into their dynamic which I’m obsessed with, need moreeeeeeeee. Gimmie gimmie !!! Both of these are actual footage of me below 😂 (couldn’t find my rumpelstiltskin gif of them toes curling the floor lol 🙄🙄)

ok so whole thing was so well written and put together but I have two favorite parts

The truth is, she can't climax so easily when she's worried and worry eats at her most of the time when Benny is away. She feels sorry for making Feyd work so hard for it when he's on his own, sorry to be cumming so fast now when Benny has only had his lips on her for a minute.

and

"N-N-Now you're siding with him?"

"Of course, he's my brother. He's been saving up his cum all week. Didn't you, Benny?"

"I didn't cheat if that's what you're asking—hmmph!" 

Feyd's hand has abandoned their darling's thigh and curled around his brother's hip, gripping him by the ass cheek just above the haphazardly shoved down jeans, encouraging him to go faster, harder. 

"Oh, no, you wouldn't. I'd kill you if you did." Everyone in this room knows Feyd means it.

I loved the smut but also these two parts bc it brings us into their actual relationship past the sex and I’m just obsessed and I love how worried she gets about Benny and the guilt she feels of cumming to easily knowing he’s safe I mean come on my heart 😭😭😭😭😭🥹🥹🥹🥹 and how Feyd is just so casual like always and loves his darling so much he’s like I love my brother but Benny I would kill you for cheating and hurting her 😭😭😭😭😭 I need them both so bad

oh oh and the title!!!! 🫠🫠 so good!!!👏🏽

So so good!! Well worth the wait!! Would love more of them whenever the inspiration hits 🤎👏🏽

this inspired me to stop overthinking and jump back into my little ficy fic so thank you for sharing!! 🤎

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PAIRING: Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen x f!Reader x Benny Cross

SUMMARY: Benny comes home after a week on the road and has things to make up for, to his brother Feyd-Rautha and their sweetheart.

TAGS: AFAB she/her reader, no use of y/n, third person POV, threesome - F/M/M, explicit sexual content, penis in vagina sex, oral sex, anal fingering/sex (f receiving), double creampie, overstimulation, spit kink, slight degradation kink, touch of breeding kink, dirty talk, pet names, manhandling, filthy & messy, twincest/selfcest, brotherly rivalry, dirty stray puppy benny, domestic cat feyd, porn with minimal plot

WORD COUNT: 4k

A/N: Frothing at the mouth, barking at the moon, moaning like a slut, I've been wanting to write this for ages and here it isss 🥹❤️ (after blueballing @sebastianswallows with it for like four months asdfg)

Ao3 | Masterlist 🖤

Dividers by @saradika-graphics

"Look what the cat dragged in. If it isn't my lost brother who has come home to have his laundry done."

The embers of a late summer day still cling to Benny's hair and jacket as he glowers at the scene before him — His twin brother sprawled out on the king-sized bed, big enough to fit three people, legs propped up and spread apart so that the first thing that Benny was forced to see when he walked in was Feyd-Rautha's cock filling out their sweetheart's pussy from root to tip.

She's on his chest, her legs raised and held apart by veined, pale hands, tits bouncing with each obscene upwards thrust, lungs fighting for enough air to formulate a greeting as Feyd carves her insides out. The creaking of the slatted frame is unhealthy sounding, dark wood slamming against the tapestry, the ever same spots crumbling under the force of the bed posts. The cotton sheets are rumpled under their bodies.

"And you've grown into a fully domesticated house cat?" Benny grits his teeth and throws his gloves on the chair, annoyed to find both armrests occupied by Feyd's shit. Who wears a fucking dressing gown at home anyway.

"One of us has to stay home to take care of our poor darling. We don't want her to feel neglected and leave us, do we, brother?"

Benny clenches his jaws and glares. He does not want that.

"I wasn't gone that long." The blonde man squares his shoulders, cheek and forehead still streaked with residue exhaust gases and dirt from the road.

"It's been over a week," Feyd coos promptly, his voice like rattling chains, being calmly dragged across jagged stone. "And you didn't come across a single payphone during your adventures."

Coming home is never not an aching duality. Guilt burns in his guts, a bitter taste at the back of his throat. He always waits for their darling to raise her voice and kick him back out on the street, but she never does. Benny's chest grows lighter, young heart pitter-pattering against his ribs. 

Coming home is also like getting candy at a carnival. It never stops being exciting when he wraps his hand around a bag of treats, and he will always moan when the cotton candy melts on his tongue.

"D-Don't provoke him," their darling finally gasps, trying to heave herself into a sitting position on Feyd's abdomen. She might as well have tried to sit still on a Bucking Bronco. The jerky undulations of his pelvis thrust her right backwards, spine colliding with the hard velvet planes of his chest again. Unyielding hands spread her knees that bit further back, tugging her to the sweet edge of discomfort.

"I should have known you would side with him, sweetling," Feyd purrs and Benny catches a glimpse of his brother's ink black canines and incisors that give him the guise of a hissing serpent. "I've been playing far too nice with you lately."

"I'm not siding with anyone, I'm just - ahhh - glad he isn't dead. G-God, Feyd, can you slow down?" Her head lolls sideways, nose and lips sliding against the cords of his neck as her chin settles in the hollow above his clavicle.

"Contrary to other people in this room, I take pleasuring you very seriously, so be a good darling now, yes?" Feyd is by no means done with this demonstration that has Benny’s aching hard-on pressing against his battered jeans. He's a fucking idiot for for being away from home and missing out on this — and leaving her in the care of his psychotic brother for so long.

"I'm sorry," the blonde man grits out, blue puppy eyes framed by long lashes. He's so ridiculously pretty, Feyd has always hated him for that.

"Make yourself useful, brother. You have something to make up for."

Benny doesn't even slip his boots or jacket off before climbing onto the bed like a dog whistled to heel. Leather creaks and the sharp smell of gasoline and cigarettes melts into the heady bouquet of sex, sweat and perfume. The mattress dips under the added weight and soot-stained hands glide over their sweetheart's jiggling ass, pinning her down against Feyd's hard abdomen and hip bones. Calloused thumbs tug her labia apart and his entire torso is forced to move along with his brother's unrelenting lesson to make him jealous.

"There you go," Feyd coos when their darling moans out, pussy clenching like a vise around his pale, milky shaft as soon as Benny's plush lips wrap around her swollen, little nub.

That's what makes it so great to share her, they all get something out of it.

Benny grunts his wordless apology, hot breath puffing out of his nostrils while his tongue gets to work, feasting on the sweet juice of homecoming. Benny is always so eager when he has his face stuffed between her legs, blue eyes begging for forgiveness as if he thinks he hardly deserves to be here in the first place. She can never stay mad at him for long even though she's sworn she will, god knows how many times.

The aching pressure of Feyd's thick cock sinks into her navel and her channel grows tight, every nerve end prickling overwhelmingly, lit by a match that only burns when both of them have their cocks and mouths on or in her.

The strength of two men holds down her squirming thighs and she can only throw her head from left to right, tear on Benny's curls or scratch Feyd-Rautha's hard flank bloody, but nothing can stop the white-hot orgasm from careening up to her.

The truth is, she can't climax so easily when she's worried and worry eats at her most of the time when Benny is away. She feels sorry for making Feyd work so hard for it when he's on his own, sorry to be cumming so fast now when Benny has only had his lips on her for a minute.

Moan after moan bubbles from her throat like beads off a snapped string and her convulsing body bears down on the man below her, hips bucking against the face of the man above her. Feyd-Rautha chuckles, calls her a filthy toy and the crude words prolong her climax for painful seconds. She feels wetness against her cheek and has to claw her way back out of the quivering daze to realize it's neither sweat nor tears, it's Feyd's tongue licking a stripe from her cheek to her temple.

Benny feels the pulsing of her cunt under his tongue, the contractions of her muscles radiating all the way to her swollen clit, and that's all he gets for now. Jealously, he peeks down at his brother's balls and cock, sheathed and snuggled and milked by their darling's squishy cunt. Or — about to be milked. His twin brother has an obscene amount of stamina when he wants to, probably because pain gets him going and nothing hurts like being edged.

Benny's jeans strangle him while he helplessly ruts against the sheets, like a mutt in heat that they had scraped off the road. He has far less self-restraint. His leather suffocates him and perspiration glues his shirt to his back, but he wouldn't take his lips off their darling's perfect little cunt even if a gun was held to his head.

The thick base of Feyd's cock slides repeatedly against Benny's chin. Spit drips out of the biker's pink mouth and down the coarse beard stubble which leaves Feyd's pale shaft with a prickling rash from the bristly friction. The fair-skinned brother hisses, muscles tensing in his glutes as he slams upwards.

Benny has something to make for to both of them.

One calloused palm remains on her thigh, the other slides to his brother's, hard fingertips kneading into white, smooth flesh. Feyd snarls, thrusts growing short and pointed, punching breathless yelps out of their toy's throat. Benny's hand then trails to Feyd-Rautha's smooth, hairless sac that bounces with each upwards slam. He flattens his palm against it and squeezes hard until Feyd hisses a curse in their mother tongue.

One never knows with Feyd-Rautha's fickle moods and Benny doesn't want to risk a blade against his neck. That's their darling's thing, not his. In truth, he only wants his brother to cum faster, so he can finally have his turn.

"Benny," Feyd-Rautha growls in warning and the blonde man removes his fingers, finding a more interesting target between the slick mess of slapping flesh.

"Benny!" Their darling yelps, feet kicking adorably in empty air.

"What's he doing, sweetling?"

"He's—"

"Playing with your cute little ass, isn't he? Well I can't stop him."

The biker's finger slides in deep and she's painfully aware, yet awfully indifferent, that he didn't wash his hands. His long, thick middle finger sinks down to the last knuckle and the cool metal of his ring bumps into her puckered muscles over and over. His pink mouth suckles messily on her clit, Feyd's cock pounds the air out of her lungs and her center twists itself so tight that the pleasure of it cramps up her entire lower half.

She climaxes once more with a wailed, inhuman sound, thrashing her head from left to right. This time, Benny can feel the contractions of her hole around his finger. He smirks stupidly against her pulsing clit as juice from her cunt drips over his dirty hand, giving him the means to wiggle a second, thick finger inside that cute little hole.

Her sweetly pain-stricken tone is what finally makes Feyd-Rautha cave into the milking contractions of her cunt that pull him in as if to secure his seed inside her womb. And who is he to deny her. While Benny is the dirty street dog in the relationship, Feyd regards himself as a sophisticated animal, relinquishing every drop of himself only with utmost control.

He holds himself firm against her cervix and the shivers of his peak roll down his pale, twitching muscles. Their sweetheart whines quietly against his throat with spit-wet lips, hands folded limply over her stuffed belly. Feyd's cock gives one last greedy twitch when Benny's tongue slides hotly over his balls, lapping at this leaking seed.

"Filthy dog, that's not for you," Feyd rasps but doesn't command his feral twin away.

Impatiently, one tan, broad hand sprawls across their darling's ass cheek and shoves. Her pliant body scoots up Feyd-Rautha's abdomen until his cock slips out, together with a filthy squelch and a rivulet of frothing cum. Two fingers are still working her tight little channel open, easier than ever with so much gushing lube.

"She's gonna need a third one for your cock," Feyd coos, a drowsy lilt to his severe tone, though his hands still keep her legs bent backwards and her cunt and ass on display like a homecoming buffet for his brother.

"You think so?" Benny's blue eyes twinkle trustfully in the lamplight. Without the crude soundscape of Feyd's hips shattering the slatted frame, the disheveled pair finally notice the needy rhythm of Benny's pelvis, grinding against the sheets as he waits his turn, a dog held back only by the collar and leash of guilt strangling his neck.

"On second thought, she doesn't. Get up here."

Get your part of the sweet fucking cherry pie.

Benny bounces upright like a whipcord and strips out of jacket and shirt. Sweat glistens on tan pectorals and a few beads have gotten caught in the sparse, blonde hair sprinkled across his chest and the trail down his taut abdomen. Her eyes follow the frantic movement of bruised fingers, unbuttoning his jeans and shoving them down just enough to free his flushed cock, jutting out from blonde, messy curls. It bobs obscenely and smacks on her abdomen as he crawls over her, already wrapping a fist around himself to angle the blunt tip to her slick, puckered hole.

"Y'smell like a rat died n'your armpits," she tries to joke, though her tongue feels like a sluggish thing, stuffed and forgotten in her mouth. Reaching up, she curls her palm gently around Benny's hard bicep and her hand shakes ridiculously. The boy smiles stupidly at the comment, proud of himself. Feyd snorts and takes pity on his twin. If he had a tail it would be wagging.

"You can have her cunt too, brother. I warmed her up for you. I know you like it warm and messy."

Even when they were kids, Benny was always the one who loved playing in the dirt. Wetting his cock with his brother's cum only makes him harder. It's just the rotten cream on top of his slice of sweet cherry pie.

"But I— Aahhh!" Her cute complaints are forced back into her lungs as the air is battered out of them. Her cunt is stretched well enough from Feyd's cock to take Benny's to the hilt in one smooth glide. He had probably expected more resistance and found none. The blunt, thick tip of him slams into her cervix, full force.

She hisses through her teeth, staked on the thick, hot lance of his cock. Without delay, he snaps into action, pulling back only to slam back in even quicker. He fucks like he rides — fast and with little care for damage, for the thrill and for the joy of it.

Benny eclipses the lamplight, caging her between his brother and himself. One palm braces himself against the mattress, the other slides softly over her cheek, neck and bouncing chest, happy to find her nipples standing pert against his calloused palm. His fingertips are so gentle, but his pace is not. Her cunt aches, yet pleasure blooms through the blunt, burning pain of being stretched out and used.

"Please, m'so sore." She would have almost preferred to be fucked in the other hole instead.

Feyd's hand curls around her neck, pressing her down against his shoulder. A gentle reminder that any escape attempt will be in vain and also punished.

"Did you hear that, our darling is sore," he purrs in gentle mockery.

"Yeah, I heard that," Benny grunts, blue eyes slipping over her pathetically disheveled face. "Is it too bad, babycakes? I can stop." He slows down, and the slower pace almost aches worse, reminding her every nerve of just how sore they are. It would take him great effort to stop, but it'd be a punishment he deserves.

"She can take it," Feyd purrs, fingers of the remaining hand tightening their grip on the back of her knee, holding her quivering thigh bent and open. "Don't disappoint my brother, sweetness, we've fucked you much worse."

"N-N-Now you're siding with him?"

"Of course, he's my brother. He's been saving up his cum all week. Didn't you, Benny?"

"I didn't cheat if that's what you're asking—hmmph!" 

Feyd's hand has abandoned their darling's thigh and curled around his brother's hip, gripping him by the ass cheek just above the haphazardly shoved down jeans, encouraging him to go faster, harder. 

"Oh, no, you wouldn't. I'd kill you if you did." Everyone in this room knows Feyd means it.

Encouraged, Benny ruts into their sweetheart's slick, squishy pussy, hard and hurried, taking advantage of the privilege as long as he has it, scared that his baby might kick him off any second. And she could, now that her legs are finally free from Feyd-Rautha's grasp.

But what she does is sling her shaky legs around his hips, heels scraping against the back pockets of his jeans, because she never wants him to leave again.

Feyd holds her steady by the neck, a nice little fuck toy for his brother. Their darling's calf lies over his hand on Benny's ass and his thumb strokes over her pulse. He'll know when it really gets too much for her. She just likes to complain, but at the end of the day, her squishy cunt can't stop weeping for their cocks and her little mouth can't stop drooling for them when they manhandle her and toss her around like a cute, little doll.

Her lungs quiver around the smell of sweat, cigarettes and testosterone, the perfect fucking scent to get high on and chuck the remainder of her brain into the trash. There's nothing to worry about when she's squished between two hard, virile bodies, caged by clenching biceps and twitching abdominal muscles, both of these bodies powered by the strength of their thick thighs and hard shoulders.

The only downside is that she can't catch a break with two of the same kind in her life, but the good thing is that she don't need to worry bout nothing when they're both in her bed, fucking her brain into gummy soup.

"Open, sweetness." Benny's thumb presses against her bottom lip and wriggles into her drooling mouth, tasting of cigarettes and tanginess. Her jaw falls down obediently and Benny grins before spitting on her pink tongue. "Now kiss my brother."

Feyd-Rautha chuckles. "How thoughtful of you."

His pillow-shaped lips descend on her open mouth, her sweaty neck still gently strangled by his palm. Black teeth sink into her upper lip before his mouth slants against hers diagonally, rolling his tongue against the sluggish thing in her mouth with gratuitous saliva. Moans and pitiful whimpers are swallowed by Feyd-Rautha's mouth while Benny's cock pistons into her with hard, slapping rhythm, jolting her body back and forth in the clamp of sweaty muscles.

Sticky flesh rehardens, pokes and twitches against the cleft of her ass. The plump head is nuzzled against Benny's ball sack. Feyd relishes her thunderous heartbeat under his palm, her pupils blown comically wide with fucked-out arousal and fear. She knew this was coming.

"He's already prepared you for me," Feyd coos, pressing wet teeth against the corner of her mouth. "Don't want his efforts to be in vain."

The two men shuffle for a moment and gruff hands pull on her flesh, tugging her in place just how they need her until Feyd finds the right angle to line himself up, evoking snarls and sharp nails in Benny's clenching back when the blunt head of his cock forces her slicked-up ring of muscles to spread open.

"Now, now, don't pretend this is too much. We all know there's enough room for both of us."

"It's alright, babycakes." Benny holds still, letting her pussy flutter meekly around the girth of him. His calloused hand captures her chin, thumb rubbing over the drool-glossy corner of her mouth. He looks so beautiful on top of her, blonde hair frazzled into a shattered lamplight halo.

She pouts at him, grunting when Feyd's cock sinks deeper inside with surprisingly slow, little thrusts. And then, when Benny starts moving again, her holes are stuffed so good, she might just implode around them and never have a single thought in her blanked-out little brain again.

"Ahhh, God, that's so—aaahh~"

"That's it, doll, that's how we like our sweet little thing," Feyd snarls, hand on her neck, arm slung around the small of Benny's twitching back. Benny grins, white teeth among blonde stubble, as if he hasn't been happier in his entire life.

And maybe he hasn't. In his untamable heart, living from sunset to sunset, every day is another adventure as prickling and brand new as the last.

The two of them find a filthy rhythm, viciously in sync like only twin brothers could be.

They are sunshine gold above, chalk white hills and midnight teeth below and yet they are each other's complimentary mirror image, engaged in a brotherly staring and fucking contest and their sweet slice of pie is stuck on the front line between them, moaning and crying their names so good that both of them could go insane and lose their minds in her cute, filthy holes.

"Oh, god... oh, fuck, oh, g-god! B-Benny, ah, Feyyyd—"

"Yes, baby, comeoncomeon!" Benny grunts out, brows scrunching up in despair. His balls ache from a week's worth of cum and desire knots at the pit of stomach, pleasure pulling outwards in a way that he can hardly contain with sheer power of will. He needs his baby to milk the seed out of his cock like she wants to fill herself up with his whelps.

The bed creaks, Benny's sweaty curls grind tirelessly against her swollen clit and Feyd's fingers tighten around her windpipe. Climax wipes out her seeing and hearing for a solid thirty seconds. Both holes clench pathetically around their cocks, drool slips from the corner of her mouth and gathers in the hollow between Feyd's clavicles.

Benny's mouth pops open, string of curses falling out as he lets himself get dragged in by his sweet darling sugar pie's pussy, milking him for all he has, milking him until it hurts and he wants to bury his face in her shoulder.

Feyd watches his brother come apart, gawks at him with parted lips and wickedly twitching smile. Dark eyes gleam and he waits only for one thing, for Benny to look him in the eyes, and when he does, Feyd-Rautha too drains himself into the sweet release of painful pleasure, pumping their sweetheart's ass full of filthy seed.

Three bodies come to rest and time and air stand still. Evening light seeps through the dirty window pane. Dogs bark outside and the stench of sex and sweat is nearly suffocating in the heat. Benny's weight bears down on the both of them as he nuzzles her neck and then his brother's.

"Benny," she sighs, mussing up his greasy strands with gentle fingers.

Pretty, sleepy puppy.

But a heavy one too. Feyd's breath below her is strained and quiet, but he holds out patiently.

Ten minutes. Then, Benny eases off them, cock slipping out of her sore sheathe. Proudly, he gawks down at himself, finding his shaft covered in slick and a lewd combination of cum from root to slit. Feyd-Rautha lifts her gently off his cock and thick dollops escape her clenching hole.

"I'll clean that up for you." Benny darts for the filthy treat between her thighs.

"NOOO, enough!" The sole of her foot splats against his bristly cheek and shoves him off with so much force that he's sent toppling off the bed, landing moaning and groaning on the creaking hardwood floor.

"Kush!" She then smacks at Feyd's bald head and the feline man all but leaps off the bed, knowing that the only thing to save him from a beating — or being sprayed down with a water bottle — is bringing enough distance between him and his sweetling. That and bringing her a warm, damp cloth.

Their baby's sulking with them now, so they better take care of her good.

"Get up, idiot." Feyd-Rautha kicks his brother in the ribs who is still shuffling around on the ground, stuffing his sweaty dick back into his jeans.

"Huh?"

"You know what to do!" Feyd yanks his twin up by the armpits and shoves him towards the hallway door to fetch their darling a nice, big glass of water, like always.

"Sorry, baby~" Benny catches himself against the door frame, looking back to her with big blue eyes that could melt rocks.

"It's fine," she smiles, smirks even, and Feyd tsssks through painted teeth, pale toes tapping on the floorboards.

"Always so lenient with him."

"Can't help it," she giggles. "Look at him."

"Yeah, I know."

"What's that supposed to mean," grumbles a blushing, pouting Benny before stomping out on the hallway as Feyd cracks the bathroom door open, pale, lithe limbs slipping out of view.

Finally alone — at least for a minute — their darling slumps against the damp pillows and lets out the biggest sigh of relief. Finally, things are as they should be again.Tonight, she will sleep sandwiched between the two warmest, nicest pillows in the world, embraced by two pairs of arms and legs and two heartbeats thudding peacefully against hers.

A/N: I want to be their brainless piece of cherry pie so bad 😩💦🥵 I don't rule out writing more random smutty scenarios with them, if inspiration strikes, hehe.

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@nostalgichoya, @forgedfromthestars, @sweetiee-o, @missbingu, @minedofmoria

@sebastianswallows, @charmingballoon, @flower-frog, @welliah, @aoi-targaryen

@coastalcowgirl35, @esolean, @szapizzapanda, @tatertooted, @sunny747

@ughdontbeboring, @meetmeatyourworst, @gravesdiggergirl

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Just want to say it's ridiculous how over the top angry DADramaNow is about Tam using Google Translate. Yes, I said myself that if he wants to truly learn a language, that shouldn't be their only source at all, but no harm is being caused by it! Tam wasn't pretending to know how to speak those languages, as you morons said yourself, he was admitting to using Google Translate.

Sure, Google Translate can be a mess, but it's nowhere as bad as you think it is, and has probably gotten a lot better the last time YOU used it. Tbh you all kinda sound like boomers pissed technology exists, lmao.

Me and Tam had conversations in different languages via Google Translate for fun, and although there were few confusions, it was all functional and understandable conversations. The few confusions certainly weren't at all big deals anyways.

DADramaNow, do you honestly think it's terrible to use Google Translate at all? Bc that's just ridiculous. I use Google Translate whenever I'm talking to someone who uses a different language. Learning different languages takes years of understanding, patience, and dedication. Not all people are in the position to just be able to learn a different language. Do you seriously expect me to take years to learn a whole different language next time I'm reading something that isn't English? Just like that? It's VERY much harder than you think hon. The pro about Google Translate is you can quickly communicate with people who speak something you don't. You want to take that away bc of a few occasional errors? God, you people must be spoiled brats who need everything to be perfect, can you just try to put enough brain-cells together to realize how complicated other languages are? Google Translate is fine, you are just over-reacting because of those funny videos where they put songs in there. And the thing about those videos is, THEY PUT IT THROUGH MANY DIFFERENT LANGUAGES, NO SHIT THE LYRICS WILL BE COMPLETELY DIFFERENT, YOU MORONS! Honestly, I wouldn't be surprised if your petty asses are just salty people from different places can communicate, bc people having good social interactions when you don't absolutely makes you foam at the mouth.

So yeah, quit acting like Tam committed a racist hate-crime by using GOOGLE TRANSLATE.

God, and the fact you're doing this all on a 13 year old kid is even worse, you people are PATHETIC.

Agreed. Google Translate is like fast food, where even if it's not great when you have better options on the table, it's better than hoping you can intake what little there might be to go by, and there is never harm in it if you don't live on it.

[missmonsters2]

VAN FKSMFMSKFKSKFLSLF *incoherent noises*

First than anything, hi you! Sharky here! How's everything going? I'm kind of impatient and super excited for mirror mirror's update LOL. Okay, so you see, things have happened.

And..And.. WE CUDDLED.

We cuddled. Ok. We cuddled. Actually, I have already slept there this monday. YES. You're reading right. Her house is near the place I work, and she invited me to go to her house to watch movies together! Of course I said yes. We went to her house and then it was late, and I was gonna go home but she offered me to stay there. And. And listen, she drove me to work. And have I said that I find it strangely attractive that she drives? Because I do bUT HEAR ME OUT.

Everything she does looks so graceful. Like, she could be.. I don't know. Shoveling shit. And she'd still look so, so gorgeous and elegant. And I mean it 😭. She holds herself with such poise and I just.. Idk. She's just so cute and pretty and graceful.

That day we didn't cuddle perse? I mean, we actually kind of cuddled already, you know. A few times actually. While we watch movies or stuff. But I mean cuddling while we sleep. And.. well, that day I was kinda sick, and we slept super close but I was kind of burning up a bit and it was pretty damn hot so I just slept outside the blankets.

Thing is, yesterday I went to her house again after the gym. And we kind of cuddled in the couch while we watched the whole Hunger games saga by her request and she offered me to stay at her place again. And when we went to sleep she cuddled me and held me so close and she was like "this okay?" And I was like about to foam in the mouth lIKE YES LKVE SUPER OKAU KJFKSJDKSKDJ. And we just cuddled the whole night. And I'm so fucking gay

I might just be falling for her already who am I kidding. IT FELT SO GOOD. She was so warm and so so soft and kfkwkfkekfke I loved it.

I mean, I was awkward asf at first because I didn't know where the fuck to look at or how tight should I hug her but at some point I just relaxed and it felt so natural. Today I woke up and sweet sweet Charlie made mE TEA. (Oh yes, yet again it was so awful but the sweetness of the gesture erased away all — if that's how you spell it — uggliness). And guess where am I now, dear dear Van.

Oh yes. At her place. Yet again.

We've been playing just dance together and I don't think I ever laughed this hard KFKAKFKSKD. Such poise and yet she looks so stiff (I tripped and almost fell 2 times but I'll still judge her). Though I have to say that she had some moves KFKSKD. Or maybe I am a crazy simp already.

We sang sooo much in the drive to her house and I had kind of a dejavu of that ✨magnificent✨ moment of mirror mirror where Wanda screams her lungs singing enchanted because at some point all too well started reproducing and MAN. I HAD SOME HARDCORE MEMORIES COMIN' BACK. I almost ask her to play the 10 min version god I'm so pathetic

Well, yeah, that's the update. This weekend we'll have another date. Her surprise date, Van KDKSMDMS. Also.. I should mention that she asked about my family? Thing is, heh, my family is kinda small, only my dad and uncle, and.. Well, my dad's girlfriend put a restraining order on my dad for domestic violence and sexual abuse last year 😃 and I've been ignoring him all this time and my uncle kind of hates me because I'm gay and whenever he used to comment something about it I rubbed in his face that I'm an ugly, despicable lesbian so we haven't talked to eachother in years 😃 and the rest of my family is dead so haha omg I've got no family to present her to KFKSKFKSKD HELP. I don't want her to pity me but I kind of pity myself already so KFKAKDKE LOL. And she has a large, supporting family and this is gonna be so damn awkward if I ever meet her parents like daAMN. My girl's got two dads and a mom and I got none bro JAKDJANDN. I know this is so random but lemme tell you a joke.

An orphan goes to McDonalds. What does he order? A family combo 😂 it's not laugh it's tears. ALRIGHT. Enough drama for today it's enough folks. Thank you for your endless support Van! I'll make sure to come back with more updates after our next date!!!

-🦈

hiiii sharky!! Thanks for waiting for me to replyyy <3

you are truly living your best life. I love watching movies and cuddling LOL were you still sick?? and you had a sleepover?!?! The girls do move quickly and i love this LMFAO

You are so down bad and i know this bc no one looks good shovelling shit. There's just no way. Even if it was lizzie olsen, I love her, but she could not make me think shovelling doo doo is sexy.

I love that you have a new gym buddy from this as well LOL like you are THAT couple that works out together. She really clearly loves your company!!!

So are you gonna tell her that her tea is awful or is it gonna be me LOLL how long can you subject yourself to that???

AhhH you guys are doing such fun activities like just dance and singing!! I love that you're both not afraid to be goofy in front of each other.

So....your whole family sucks....i am ur family now. I am the big sister u can present her to, no worries! I will be on your side for the wedding LOL but real talk ur dad is scary, i hope you are safe!! I love that her family sounds lovely though. You have gained the found family trope!!!! (i am pointedly ignoring ur joke. i love u but no <3)

I hope your date went well. You'll have to let me know what she planned!

[mattelektras]

I want to know why you didn't like Jessica having a baby? I really don't have an opinion on it because I don't really know the character but maybe it wasn't a good idea to make her a mom.

personally baby stories are almost always a hard no for me like. its just not something that even slightly appeals to me probably because of my irl feelings towards it so thats kind of a me problem. pregnancy creeps me the fuck out physically and theoretically n it always has so i'll try to be objective here

just. why. literally why. what does it add to her as a person who has never shown any interest in having a family and even if they were, ISNT in the position to have one.

why would a woman who goes out every night to fight crime, possible be beaten up a little (miscarriages dont exist) have god knows what happen to them, possibly DIE without anyone knowing, want a kid????? ive seen people explain it with regards to when she was abducted by skrulls and she thought no one cared or noticed she was missing and she just wants someone to need her. and its like. oh thats healthy is it. for her to literally have a whole human depend on her. jess has trauma from so many things and has always been a character whose mental experiences impact her stories and they did not play into this at all. the baby cured all of her issues. thank you so much that does so much for women as a whole. have a baby that'll fix it

the covers were just.... uncomfortable none of these people have ever seen or spoken to a pregnant woman before

your spine queen???? if she straightened up her torso would be like 3 miles long

every cover's only purpose is to exaggerate the stomach like maybe this is my baby allergies again but it feels kind of. fetishy. u know freaks on the internet had a great time w these

how is she this far along and still not wearing maternity clothes like thats not comfortable. i find it hard to believe any pregnant person would just continue wearing normal clothes that visibly dont fit and expose half their stomach

people change when theyre pregnant!!!! ur face gets chubby!!! your boobs get huge!!! all of you gets bloated and u feel gross!!! other than the stomach there is literally NOTHING different about jess. she still has a beautiful face, skinny legs etc etc. which i feel kind of feeds into the fetishy vibe of it all. like they made sure we all know she's still attractive and skinny and sexually appealing. shes got other stuff going on right now. shes growing a whole human. shes not gonna fuck you.

IN ADDITION. the run where it happened, was the run/s that started with the notoriously vile milo manara doing this variant cover

so as a whole i find it hard to believe the creative team would ever be trying to make a point about how pregnant women are strong as fuck and can do shit whilst going through such huge bodily changes. we have to know she's fuckable first and foremost. like yeah of course pregnant women can be sexy but theres a fine line between shes hot!! and whatever the covers for this run were doing. especially when the interior was so adverse to the variants. javier rodriguez is a great artist who depicts women very realistically so what the fuck happened here i genuinely couldnt tell you. the cover is what people see first so to make sure thats sexualised to high heaven says a lot about the motives here. the whole thing started with greg fucking land who is famous for the exact opposite of child bearing hips

and just again on the impracticalities of it all.... she literally gave birth and got up straight away and fought skrulls. absolutely no shot in any universe thats physically possible. infections???? needing stitches??? exhaustion???? honestly marvel writes shit i dont like personally all the time but if they do research and speak to people who k ow what theyre talking about then i cant be mad but this is exactly the opposite. youre telling me there were NO writers who had experience with pregnancy or had experienced it themselves who you could even SPEAK to or ask a question???? it had to be dennis fucking hopeless??? of avengers arena???? THAT dennis hopeless??

tl;dr female superheroes do not exist to have babies solely for drama purposes. the big mystery isnt who the father is. even if she were a character that a baby makes sense for, it literally doesnt matter. the father isnt around. women having kids doesnt revolve around who the father is. it was a deliberate sales gimmick that pretty much just said that the real point of this woman's story is to find out which man impregnated her

[munsster]

love languages with billy hargrove

A/N: i said f*ck canon. anyways here’s a fluffy headcanon

Pairing: Billy Hargrove x GN!Reader

him not really understanding/knowing anything at all about love languages when you first get together

but it turns out, with you, he's a sucker for every single one of them

quality time is a given, but he doesn't even realize how warm he gets when you randomly call him or drop by his home or visit him while he's on duty

in his mind, he's like wtf why are u obsessed with me baby, but really, he's definitely the one who's obsessed

him getting back at you for all your surprise visits by crawling through your window????

like the sentiment is there, and he's so proud of himself for thinking of it, but you both know he did it to make out with you on your bed, right?

despite how hard he tries to hide his love for spontaneous nighttime drives and mini backyard picnics, you can tell by the way he holds back a smile that he wouldn't trade it for the world

also??? maybe you're not really a party person until he convinces you to come along, and the fact that you enjoyed being by his side the whole night is so fascinating to him

and there's no way he's going to another without you

apparently, it's the little things that get his softie gears turning

like he never really talks much, but he's obsessed with listening to you, even when he's stone faced; if you love it enough to talk his ear off about it, he's gonna love it, too

i won't even get started on the praise kink unlocked achievement.

okay maybe i will...

(just saying, once you figure it out, you'd definitely drop a casual "good boy" or a "you did so well, baby" literally whenever and he's like instantaneous heart eyes, hubba hubba, foaming at the mouth, convulsing, probably)

even getting him to talk about himself once in a while, and he feels so light afterward. like goddamn, somebody he loves wants to listen to him???? no fucking chance

except yes fucking chance, and he looks so handsome when he gets all puppy dog excited about his actual interests

he catches you staring at his mouth while he's talking and he clams up, getting all blushy and looking away

("no, no, it's cute! i'm listening" "shut up" "i like hearing you speak" "minx")

he's Melting.

okay, basically, the only experience—prior to you—he has with gifts (giving and receiving) is his mom, but he was little, and he's not a huge fan of toys anymore

and then you buy him a fancy new pair of sunglasses out of the blue, and his heart is fucking bursting

and of COURSE he brushes it off. maybe a thanks and a kiss on the cheek. or maybe a full on make out sesh in the front seat of his car with the sunglasses on top of his head keeping his hair out of his face?

just as a simple show of gratitude, of course

and then a couple weeks later he buys you your favorite cassette (definitely NOT because it also happens to have one of his favorite songs on it. psssh no way.)

you smile and squeal and wrap your arms around him and he totally shrugs it off, but he'd buy you the world if you'd have that reaction everytime.

okay, he found it a little weird when you offered to help tidy up his room, but on second thought, you look so cute setting his things on shelves—on display—because you're so amazed by how very billy they all are

or when you give max rides home and spend time with her while he's working. and turns out you guys are two-peas-in-a-pod close

just wait till billy finds out and you become THREE-peas-in-a-pod. hawkins #1 most chaotic evil trio, with you playing mediator (a given)

because as much as he thinks max is a little shit sometimes, she's also his baby sister, and somewhere deep inside his aching heart, he has a soft spot that's not getting any smaller thanks to you

now... that physical touch category is a touchy subject…. haha (sorry)

definitely the hardest to tame and the one that takes the longest to get used to, but also the one he likes the very most

seriously, every soft and precious thing he ever had was stripped from him by his deadbeat father

until you came along

and knowing that, you ease into touch with billy very, very slowly

like the most contact you have in the first couple months is either your pinkies brushing when you walk places together or handing him something and his is palm all rough and warm against your knuckles

but even that makes you both pull away all flustered

and when you do finally slip your hand into his, he's spiraling and praying you keep it there forever

like once you're holding hands, he is not letting go until you duck into his car, but even then, once he's seated, he is driving home one handed because he will not be caught dead without your fingers tucked snug between his

and that's where things truly take a turn for the better

he gets bolder. closer. and needless to say, you breathe a lot harder when he sits down with his thigh against yours and his hand on your knee

or his arm around your shoulders so he can lean down and whisper in your ear whenever??? goosebumps

also like when your mind goes off in the distance, it becomes a new thing that you're tethered to him (playing with his hands, drawing your fingertips over his skin, leaving small kisses over his face)

he thinks he's crazy for deserving something like this, and if he could lay right here for the rest of his life, he would

sometimes you even go as far as mindlessly braiding/brushing/running your fingers through his hair and he's just sitting there purring like a little kitten. how did you do that????

sometimes he might get overwhelmed by it, but he’ll let you know and you’re quick to give him physical space, and his heart is so full; you’re so understanding he could cry

billy never blames his touch aversion on anyone except his dad

and he especially never blames you

you're a goddamn angel, and looking back, he even laughs a little that you both were so tentative around each other at the beginning

masterlist

[ptergwen]

looking respectfully

w/c: 1,155

warnings: swearing, peter being a bi disaster, and a lil bit of angst

summary: peter questions his sexuality and what it means for your relationship, debating whether or not he should come out to you

a/n: you know what time it is! happy pride my loves :) i wasn’t planning on writing anything for pride this year cause i’ve been busy with can’t get close but i ended up having some time and i wanted to do a little something for y’all! so it’s a bit rushed but forgive me <3 anyways i’m so extremely proud of you all and i love you to pieces, pls enjoy

that stupid movie.

you’re making peter watch that stupid movie again, the one where he literally drools whenever heath ledger comes onscreen. and joseph gordon-levitt. and… the list goes on.

it was your turn to pick for movie night, and you chose 10 things i hate about you. it’s one of your go-to’s. who doesn’t love a good old enemies to lovers rom com? peter clearly enjoys it too because he foams at the mouth every time you watch it. you think it’s because of julia stiles, and it is, but it’s also because of heath ledger and joseph gordon-levitt.

he could call it his bisexual awakening. only, you don’t know that yet.

“hey, pete? mj just texted. she’s inviting us to pride.”

you peer up at your boyfriend from your phone with a smile. peter takes his eyes off the tv momentarily to glance over at you. he draws you in closer with the arm he has around you, a small smile stretching across his lips.

“tell her we’ll be there. can’t break tradition.”

you peck peter’s shoulder and text your friend back on behalf of both of you.

mj has been out as a lesbian since high school, and you’re now well into college. your friend group goes with her to the city’s pride parade every year in honor of pride month. peter always feels welcome at pride. he feels at home, even. you’re there as allies, to support mj and the community. you’ve all been accepting of her from the very second she came out to you, embracing her with open arms.

the more pride parades peter attends, the more he finds his heart skipping a beat when he locks eyes with a cute guy or makes small talk, the more he watches that damn movie, the more he finds himself questioning his sexuality.

“damn, julia stiles has got you all hot and bothered,” you tease. “i don’t think you’ve blinked once during this whole movie.”

peter zoned out in the midst of his sexuality crisis, and he happened to be looking at the tv.

“reminds me of the time we watched the wolf of wall street and you kept staring at margot robbie’s-“

“c’mon, i was not. i was looking respectfully.”

“i’m not judging. there’s a reason men worship that movie, y’know.”

“babe, be serious.”

“i am being serious. shit, i was looking, too.”

peter buries his face in the side of your neck and groans.

should he break it to you that he was really staring at leonardo dicaprio? okay, and margot robbie. but, still.

“it’s okay to admit you have a crush, pete. i won’t take it personally,” you thread your fingers through his curls. “we’ve been together a long time now, yeah? i’m secure in us.”

you toy with peter’s hair. your free arm wraps around him. peter hugs your middle, his nose rubbing against the skin of your neck as he shakes his head.

“i talk about how much i love timothée chalamet all the time. you don’t mind.”

“everyone loves him. besides, it’s… it’s not that.”

“then what is it?”

you push peter back gently by his shoulder so he comes out of his hiding place in your neck. he holds you tighter. his lips form a line, brows knitting together.

this is about more than just some silly crush.

you pause the movie.

“i know that face, peter. what’s bothering you?”

he lets go of you, head hanging.

peter wants to tell you, he really does, but he’s scared. he’s scared and confused. he’s not sure what his attraction to guys means for him, or for either of you. how could you understand when he doesn’t understand himself?

the one thing peter is certain about is that he loves you. nothing could change that. you two are attached at the hip, you fucking live together. you’re his girlfriend, and his best friend.

but, what if he really is bisexual? how would you take it?

“i was looking at leonardo dicaprio, too”

you don’t quite hear peter because he mumbles.

“huh?”

“when we watched the wolf of wall street. i was looking at leonardo dicaprio, too.”

this time you hear him. you just don’t understand.

“i’m not sure what you mean, baby.”

you shift to face peter, scooting towards him on the couch. your eyes flick between his.

this is it. this is peter’s chance to say it, but he can’t get the words out. he doesn’t have them.

it’s not a matter of if you’ll accept him; he knows you will. he has no worries about that. you’re completely accepting of mj and the entire lgbtq+ community, so why would it be any different with your own boyfriend? what peter worries about is what’s going to happen to the two of you. you might not love him anymore. you might want to break up.

he’ll never know if he doesn’t try you, though.

���i was looking at margot robbie and leonardo dicaprio. do you get what i’m trying to say?”

he meets your eyes.

“kind of. could you say more?”

you grab ahold of his biceps, thumbs caressing his arms.

“i, uh, well… i’ve been thinking about it a lot. like, for a really long time. i’m not sure yet, still questioning and all, but i think i’m…”

he inhales a sharp breath.

“i’m bisexual.”

your features hold shock as you process this information. peter automatically assumes the worst and panics, going off on one of his nervous tangents.

“but this doesn’t change us at all. i still love you, y/n. i’m so, so in love with you. i just like guys, too. guys and girls. or… men and women, i should say,” he rambles. “definitely you, though. always you.”

he cringes at himself.

“do you still love me?”

your hands move up to his cheeks, squishing them from how passionately you cup them.

“of course i do.”

peter nods repeatedly, willing himself to take that in. you grin.

“that’s what bisexuality is, liking more than one gender. that includes the opposite,” you reassure. “i’ll always love you, peter benjamin parker, and you’re right. you being bisexual doesn’t change us one bit.”

you kiss peter’s forehead, letting your lips linger there.

“it doesn’t change you, either.”

peter captures your lips with his. you smile into the kiss, lips slotting softly with peter’s. he has a smile that mirrors yours when you both pull back.

that couldn’t have gone any better. he’s so happy he decided to come out to you, and you’re just as glad he felt that he could.

“does this mean i can finally talk about how hot heath ledger is when we watch this movie?”

“absolutely. be loud and proud.”

peter chuckles and pecks your lips. you play the movie, looping your arms around his neck.

“speaking of pride, looks like we’ll be celebrating you at the pride parade this year, too.”

[pervysenpaix]

More monoma content pls..? Saw the recent official monoma art where he tugs his tie and awooga…

Hnndfgggg—im foaming at the mouth and sweaty. How can you come here and not drop the receipts? I’ve searched far and wide and I can’t find this holy grail that you speak of so please bless us with links of our blue eyed king 💙

While we wait, would you like to discuss some more Incel!Monoma ? 🤭

18+ MDNI| tw! Breath play.

Things have been different since your little outburst in the elevator. Monoma still glares at you in the cafeteria whenever you’re sitting with the rest of your class but he holds his tongue, choosing to turn up his nose whenever you meet his periwinkle gaze. Walks to class seem so much longer without Monoma bumping into your shoulder or saying something vile. You can’t even focus during hero training because you’re constantly tugging at your costume thinking he’s going to comment but he never does.

You finally decide that enough is enough and now you’re standing in his doorway twiddling your thumbs while you wait for him to respond to your confession. It sorta just spilled out how much you missed his attention and admired him as a hero and felt sad that you didn’t hang out anymore.

His mind blanked for a second. Here you are dressed in your cute little blue pajamas tugging at the bottom of his shirt to let you in. Of course he has to oblige , look at the state of you! Practically crying when he asks what you want from him.

“Jus’ wan’ you , Neito” you hiccup, pouty lip wavering as you hold back tears.

That’s why you’re on your knees know struggling to take his length. And he’s being so mean—pinching your nose so that you’ll open your mouth wider in attempt to breathe , not that it’d be possible with the way he’s forcibly fucking your throat. your throat feels raw and your jaws hurt but you can deny the throbbing between your thighs. So you’re whimpering and drooling around his cock , tears streaming down your face while you grind your milky cunt against your heel. You look so fucking pathetic and Monoma is rock hard—did he accidentally take that red heads quirk ? He doesn’t have time to ponder because he’s cumming down your throat with a gasp. Not even paying attention to the sweet degradations that he’d been spilling the whole time.

“Nasty little dove”

“Such a whore for me. A perfect whore”

“You’re pathetic you know ? God I can’t believe I’m wasting my time with a beautiful idiot like you”.

So , he runs a shaky hand through his blonde strands and looks at your poor poor trembling frame. Just begging to cum. And he wouldn’t be much of a hero if he didn’t help you out 🥹

@mhathotfic I was thinking about our boy.