#this may or may not be me

[sugurusdiscordmoderator]

“be mean to me?”

one shot ft Yuji Itadori 🩷 (yuji is like 24 in this reader is 21) (honestly this could be with any character I just thought Yuji’s personality fit the closest)

MDNI 18+ • cw: p w/out plot , choking, spanking, biting, oral, penetration, dirty talk, consensual hitting , foot fetish, daddy kink, creampie/breeding, vibrator, happy ending etc. literally so dirty I’m sorry this is the smuttiest thing I’ve written I think

You and Yuji have a fantastic relationship. He is a loving, genuine guy, basically the definition of a “golden retriever boyfriend”. You’ve been dating for a while now and there is only one thing missing: a little spiciness in the bedroom! Not that the two of you have vanilla sex, but he is just sooo nice. And well, you can’t help but be a kinky little motherfucker that has tried to suppress it to make him happy and not feel uncomfortable!

When you’re in bed for the night, wrapped in his arms about to fall asleep, you can’t help but notice something poking you in the stomach.

“What’s this?” You giggle touching the tip of his erection through his boxers.

“I can’t help ittttt” he groans, “you’re just too pretty. Kiss me.”

Yuji and you share a plain kiss at first, growing into a full make out. His tongue enters your mouth with some force as you’re still rubbing his clothed cock. He bites your bottom lip and mumbles, “please put your tongue in my mouth,” and of course you do what he says (you submissive little thing). He sucks and moves around your tongue in a sloppy make out, eating up the whimpers that fall out of your mouth. Yuji also groans into the kiss, as you feel some precum seeping through his underwear.

He breaks the kiss, both of you wiping the remaining spit off the sides of your mouth. “That was hot,” he whispers. You feel the heat growing between your legs, knowing you won’t be able to fall asleep unless you both take care of it.

You take the opportunity to crawl on top of him, grinding yourself against his erection with both of your underwear in the way. He kisses, licks, and sucks are your boobs and nipples, as you moan from the pleasure you feel from dry humping him in your dark bedroom. “Please… take them off,” Yuji groans between leaving hickies on your tits and biting gently at your nipples. You proceed to take your panties off while he gets rid of his.

He begins to line up with your wet hole before you hop off to the side of him, lowering your head to lick and suck at the tip of his raging hard cock. It is red and leaking precum, and Yuji sighs as you take it in your mouth and swirl your tongue around. You decide not to give him a full blowjob because you want him inside of you too badly, but you lubricate his shaft enough that it will slide in your tight cunt.

As you climb back on top to ride him, you’re reminded how you haven’t had sex in a few days while his huge cock enters you. It feels like he’s hitting every inch of your insides as you slowly begin to fuck yourself on him. Moving your hips in a hypnotizing motion, all poor Yuji can do is moan at how good you are at riding. You slide up his shaft until only the tip is left in before bouncing back down, which you know sends shivers down his spine.

“Stop, stop! baby I don’t want to cum yet,” Yuji stills your motions by grabbing onto the thick flesh on the sides of your hips. You know that your love handles are his favorite part of your body as he moves his thumbs in circular motion as you sit cockwarming him.

Your breathing is heavy from doing all the work the past few minutes, and he notices and wants to reward his special girl! “Flip on your back please,” he asks, pulling out of you with wet pussy noises filling the air.

You lay on your back as he gets set to fuck you in missionary. (You know he loves when you ride because you’re so good at it but also you’re so good at it he can’t last long and doesn’t like how he doesn’t have control)

He lines himself up before you grab his hand, looking up at him with only a little light creeping in through the blinds. God he looks so beautiful with ruffled pink hair and his soft eyes, beautiful abs and pecs, and the faintest smile down at you.

“What’s wrong Princess?”

“Yuji baby… please.. will you be mean to me?”

He looks back at you a little confused at first but understands what you’re asking after you grab the hand not holding his cock and bring it to your throat.

“Baby, will you let me know if it’s too much?” He asks with the gentle look still in his eyes.

“Yes daddy I will,” you whisper out, and the gentleness in his eyes leaves as his grip on your throat tightens, slamming himself back into your needy hole. He fucks you relentlessly, as you choke out “harder” with your constricted air flow.

Luckily being the gentleman he is, Yuji knows how to choke a girl properly (maybe he learned it in porn or Twitter or something). So as he squeezes the sides of your throat you can still breathe although constricted, giving you the perfect balance of pain and pleasure. He continues to tear into your tight pussy but now grunts, “holy shit Princess you got so wet from this.”

All you can get out is a moan back to him, too focused on the pleasure building up in you. He gets an idea and pulls out, moving to the edge of the bed.

“Cmere” he motions, helping pull you so your head hands off the edge of the bed, a perfect view of his cock dangling in your face. “You know what to do if it’s too much right sweetheart?”

You nod as he sticks his tip in the entrance of your mouth. Seeing his hand wrapped around your throat must’ve turned him on as much as you, he wants to see his cock down your throat causing a bulge that he can feel. Yuji thrusts hard in and out of your mouth, breathing through your nose but still causing you to gag a little bit. He whispers praises while using your wet mouth, “such a good girl for me” and “is this mean enough for you?” Although you are unable to answer. He takes the lack of response from you as a sign to pull out of your mouth, now resting his balls on your face, rubbing them all over and letting you suck and kiss on them as his hand starts to fist his cock. He free hand reaches over to give some attention to your neglected cunt. Realizing how wet you were getting from this, he pulls his cock away from you face saying “cmon girl get up, back to where you were before.”

You move back to how you were laying in missionary, this time he dives between your legs, unable to help himself at the shimmer between your folds and the sounds you whimper out. His tongue starts at your clit, swirling and sucking before moving down to part your lips, fucking his tongue in and out of you. “You taste so fucking good princess,” he groans in between licks, eating you out until you’re a whimpering begging mess.

“Please I need something inside me,” you whine, eyes watering.

“Shhh. Be patient.” He coos, sitting up back inbetween your legs, and kisses you again. You can taste yourself on him and help him by wiping the extra juices off his chin. You try to move your hips for some type of relief, not even sure at this point what it’ll do but you’re so horny you think you might explode if you don’t orgasm soon.

Yuji lands a slap on your pussy before yanking your right leg onto his shoulder. He has a crazy look in his eye and you whine a barely audible “daddyyyy” as he slams himself into you. His pace is unrelenting, the tip of his cock touching your womb every time. He slips two of your toes in his mouth, smiling as he feels you grow wetter at the sight. “Dirty little slut! You like getting your toes sucked!” He half jokes with you but also thinks you like being degraded like that. You wonder where he learned most of these things, maybe from porn or smut online?

“Not gonna last much longer for you my good girl, the pussy is too fucking good,” he breathes hard in between thrusts. You can see all his muscles flexing, a little bit of sweat along his forehead, as he’s watching his cock thrust in and out of you, mesmerized.

“Yuuujiii!” You moan as he lands another slap on your clit. He watches the way you moan at his hits and gets an idea, grabbing your face to look at him.

“Can I hit you?” He asks too shyly considering the circumstances. You would agree to anything he asks at this point, nodding and laying your head back to give him more room. He lands a moderately gentle slap across the left side of your face before gripping your jaw again. “Was that okay baby?” His gentle tone doesn’t really match his actions which drives you even more crazy for him.

“Yes Yuji! Yes!!” You yell out back and he lands one smack then another back to back across the sand spot if your face. Neither of you knew that you enjoyed this but it was turning you both in so much. He wraps his hand around your throat again, sending him over the edge as your eyes roll back in pleasure. He pumps his load half inside of you, with half of it getting all over your hips and stomach.

Determined to get you to reach your high he scoops his cum off your stomach and starts fingering you with it. At this point you both are acting primal and filthy with each other, not thinking about anything but each other and sex .

“Breed me please,” you whimper as his fingers reach so deep into you, legs thrashing around in pleasure. He reaches into your bedside drawer grabbing your vibrator and asks you to hold it on your clit for him.

“Yes sir,” you respond, growing tighter as the pleasure takes over you. He helps finger you to reach your high, incoherent fucked out moans are pretty much all you can get out.

“Bite me. Please,” you beg and he looks at you confused. “Please like my thigh, like just bite it,” you roll your eyes at how ridiculous you sound but damn you were so horny you didn’t care. His hard bites were for sure going to leave even more marks on your body.

Yuji knows your body so well, he can tell right leading up to when you’re about to orgasm. He looks up at you, inner thigh between his teeth, and says what sounds like a muffled “be a good girl and cum fr me”. This is all it takes for the heat in your core to snap, seeing colors as the hardest orgasm you’ve ever had with him takes over your body. You ride out your high for at least 30 seconds with him smiling up at you, so proud that he can make you feel that good. When you open your eyes from being squinted shut, out of breath, you tell him, “I think that’s the hardest I e ever came in my life.”

His innocent look in his eye is back with his cute boyish smile when he responds, “maybe that means I need to be mean to you a little more often. Well - not every time. I like making love to you too much.” He finishes his thought with a kiss on your lips before helping you up to go to the bathroom and clean yourself up. You both wash off and put your pajamas back on, now officially exhausted.

You settle into bed to cuddle again and fall asleep but he catches you off guard and asks, “where did you learn about someone biting your thighs? Was it in the smut that you read online?”

You can’t help but let out a little laugh, “maybe,” you say a little too mischievously.

With that Yuji kisses your forehead, “I love you princess, good night,” before you both fall asleep.

[introvertgoat]

no one:

absolutely no one:

k-pop fans who remember that 1 silly trainee from a survival show that aired during covid and r currently looking for his whereabouts as he basically fell of the face of the earth after it: DANIEL ? DANIEL WHERE ARE U??

[hipstergecko]

And you try to make carrot soup but it is just one sad lonely carrot in a pot of boiling water.

Until some jerk shows up and dumps a full on rabbit into it saying "this plot could use some MEAT" (the jerk is also me throwing in a plot bunny) and suddenly the carrot is forgotten. It's rabbit stew now.

And when the soup is ready you find it tasty until you come across the carrot and are like "what is THAT doing in here-oh wait..." And feel the shame of derailing your own plot.

do you ever find yourself bedeviled by writing ideas that are the equivalent of finding a single carrot in your fridge. your brain goes "we should write a pirate story" or "we should write a parisian thief caper" and you ask, "all right, what do we cook with that, then?" and it says "no other ingredients (:"

[brittlebonesboning]

Not to be incredibly vulgar and nasty or anything, but I’d like to close my eyes and rest my head in somebody’s lap while they run their fingers through my hair

[catmask]

when u go to write a mentally ill person in ur story you are presented two options. the first option is to write your mental illness realistically as you actually experience it with all the ups and downs and people who are like you will resonate with it and feel seen. except every person who reads instagram infographics on mental health that uses the phrase narcicisst for anyone who does anything that crosses them and unironically call themself a dark empath will call you scary and tell you that youre demonizing mentally ill people

the second option is to lie and write inspiration porn for those people to get hard to

[hinamie]

to moving forward

[stemmmm]

more people gotta try this shit where bill has not improved and will not change but he's just chilling so its fine probably. its great

[ruushes]

sleeping arrangements (not sure tara would ever actually deign to sleep in the same 20ft radius as shovel but who can resist those big shiny insectoid black eyes 🥺)

plus:

[malenjoyer]

WE'RE SO BACK

[cal-kestis]

happy april 30th!

[ladytabletop]

please practice being excited about stuff.

yeah, I said "practice". remember how much joy there was in getting a new toy/book/game as a kid, and practice feeling that excitement again. a lot of us had that instinct squashed out of us, and you may not even know that you've internalized the idea that being excited and joyful isn't "mature" or "cool".

fuck that! let yourself experience joy and excitement! part of being an adult is learning that not only should you be able to feel anger/sadness/hard emotions without suppressing them, you have to do that for joy/excitement/wonder too.

let yourself feel unhindered, unbridled excitement!

[monkesupreme]

ref

a satisfactory answer for Selina

[dykealloy]

i cant believe they drop this bomb then just move on

[forlorngarden]

im not defending myself against a vampire. suck away gorgeous

[esyra]

After the hospital bombing, I finally heard back from my grandmother and confirmed that several of my relatives were murdered by Israeli bombing. Seven of them, to be precise. Three are still going, including her. We've been talking constantly ever since.

Asked if it was possible to head south, and was told they did but were also bombed there. So they decided to go back home, in Zeitoun. Their home was bombed and they were pulled out of the rumble, then driven by ambulances to the al-Ahli Arab Hospital. There were people in every corner. Gazans sheltering, sleeping on the floor. Gazans dying on the floor, waiting for beds.

Four were declared dead on arrival, three were in need of surgery and other three were just bandaged. Then, a bomb was dropped in the parking lot that made parts of the ceiling collapse, like Dr. Ghassan Abu Sittah reported in that horrific conference/interview. Those in need of surgery died.

By the way, just in case you didn't know: the Church of Saint Porphyrius, the third oldest in history, bombed by Israel a few days back, was located near the hospital.

When looking for new shelter, they saw schools with signs hanging outside, "We can't take any more families." They met families, sympathetic but already sheltering too many people. They're now staying in an apartment building they found empty. Sleeping in the corner of the living room. If the family comes back, they'll apologize and leave.

Told me she was saving her phone battery for when the bombing stopped, and she had to ask for help to rebuilt the neighborhood. But she doesn't think it's gonna stop anymore. The ones still with her are mute most of the time, like they're saving energy, but she feels lonely and wanted to talk. There's no internet and to connect to WhatsApp, people are buying "a card from the supermarket, there's a password and username." Not sure what she meant. Still, the internet is inconsistent and won't load neither videos or images nor pages, so she doesn't know what's happening on the outside world.

Told her there were a lot of people protesting to stop the genocide, she replied, "The bombings are getting worse by the day." The bombing yesterday was the worst she ever witnessed. The entire neighborhood is infested with the smell of death, of decomposing bodies. Bodies are piling up in the streets and she's not sure if it's because they ran out of places to store them, but most of them are in bags. The smoke of the bombings hide the blue sky—she hasn't seen the clouds for a while.

Asked if I could share their pictures, names and dreams with people and was told, of which I partly agree, "they're not entertainment." If anyone genuinely cared, they would be alive—I'd argue there are people who do care, but I'm not gonna lecture her pain. And they don't deserve to be used to fulfill someone's sick fantasy. Told me to remember what some Israelis do with pictures of dead Palestinians. And I do.

For those of you who are not familiar, many times before settlers got together to celebrate the murder of Palestinians. For one, in 2015, Israeli settlers set a house in Duma, West Bank on fire. An 18-month old baby, Ali Dawbsheh, was burnt alive. Both parents later died of wounds and only a 5-year-old, Ahmad, survived, although severely injured.

Two celebrations of their murder are widely known, one at a wedding and others outside the court in which two were indicted for the terrorist attack. In the wedding, guests stabbed a photo of the toddler, Ali, while others waved guns, knives and Molotov cocktails. Israel's Minister of National Security, Itamar Ben-Gvir, was present.

That's what happens in an apartheid. Palestinians are so abused by authorities that their "innocent civilians" come to accept the brutality as necessary or are desensitized by our suffering. After all, it's been 75 years—get used to it!

So I won't risk the image of my loved ones, in fear they are used in these kinds of depravity. I will say, though, the world lost a young footballer. Lost a female writer and an aspiring ballerina. Lost a kind father, who was also a great cook, and a loving mother that enjoyed sewing and other types of handicraft art. Lost a math teacher and a child that wanted to become one.

People think Israel is testing new weapons on them. There's civilians arriving at the hospital with severe burns, which they thought was from white phosphorus, but apparently the pattern is different from the one caused by white phosphorus. It's widely believed Israel tests weapons in Palestinians.

Jeff Halper, author of War Against the People, a book on Israel's arms and surveillance technology industries, said: "Israel has kept the occupation because it's a laboratory for weapons."

They've ran out of drinkable water and the "aid" Biden sent was only for the South of Gaza and no fuel, for hospitals, was allowed in. Many shelves in the supermarket are empty. She said many are convinced that if they don't die from the bombing, they'll die from starvation or dehydration, or whatever disease will develop from the dirty water they're drinking.

Told me all people do now is pray, cry and die. Told me she hopes West Bank is spared. Told her Israel bombed a mosque in West Bank and dozens of Palestinians in West Bank are being murdered by settlers, so she bided me goodbye.

[kingofdoma]

best description of morgan spurlock's legacy ever