#bc after i saw it i heard it was a leak?

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Ermmm. Speaking from my current experience. How would jjk boys (gojo geto nanami toji and choso) react to after a *session* finding out reader didn’t finish bc they hear her trying to use her toys to get off.

Lmao my bf is mad and went to sleep but I’m like … there could be more done 😆

JJK Men: You Didn’t Finish? Let Me Help You.

Characters: Gojo Satoru, Geto Suguru, Nanami Kento, Fushiguro Toji, Kamo Choso, FAB!Reader

Warnings: smut, sex toys, language, dirty talk, smutty smut!

Word Count: 7,477

A/N: This literally took a life of its own! Love it! It was super fun!! Thank you Nonnie!! (hope you BF wasn't that mad, but really there could have been lots more fun to be had! But I feel like we've all been there!) 💚

Gojo Satoru:

You loved it when Gojo came home after a long mission. He was usually feral, throwing open the door, all but tackling you as he went to unbutton your pants. When he came home like this, he needed to fuck in the nastiest of ways. Not that you’d complain you were usually as pent up as he was.

This time, well, Gojo was even more pent-up than usual. He caught you in the laundry room, bending you over the dryer. He slid your leggings and panties down before sliding his cock over your pussy, teasing your entrance, rubbing his tip against your clit.

All you needed was a few kisses on your neck his deep voice in your ear, and you were wet and ready for him. He fucked you fast, deep, and hard. It felt so good, his cock slamming into your g-spot, as the vibrations from the running dry stimulated your clit. This was new and exciting. To be wanted this bad, for him to fuck you right where he found you, you loved it!

Your boyfriend loved it just as much as you because his cock throbbed hard inside of you right when you were beginning the climb toward your release. You felt his cum spurting inside of you as he whined, his pace slowing down, slowly fucked his cum inside of you. Satoru groaned slowly, pulling out of you, spreading your cheeks, watching his cum leaking out of your pretty cunt.

“Fuuuck, I needed that.” You were panting, gripping the sides of the dryer, waiting for him to do something, anything to make you cum. “Mmm.” To your utter disappointment, Satoru smacked your ass and started walking out. “I'm going to shower; when I'm done, let's order dinner. I'm beat.”

For a moment, you thought he was fucking with you. That he just wanted you to complain about not cumming, to beg for it. But looking over your shoulder at him, you saw how tired he was. He had pulled his blindfold down, pooling around his neck, allowing you to see the dark circles under his eyes. The exhaustion on his face wasn't from sex. It was from the mission.

How could you bother him to help get you off? You were fully capable of taking care of yourself. You just grinned, pulling your leggings off and tossing them into the washer. “I like the sound of that. Go ahead and wash up; I need to finish this.” And yourself. “Then we’ll order food.” Without any questions, Gojo stripped out of his clothes, tossing it in with yours.

“Sounds like we got ourselves a stay-in date.” Your boyfriend's lips pressed firmly against your cheek. “I missed you.”

“I missed you too, Toru.”

The second you heard him head into the bathroom, shutting the door, you hurried. He took about a five to ten-minute shower. So that gave you more than enough time to cum. Opening the nightstand drawer, you pulled out your wand vibrator before lying in bed, your eyes darting toward the bathroom door.

Wasting no time, you pressed the wand over your clit, turning it on its highest setting. Your hips jerked forward as a whine passed through your lips. Fuck you were still worked up, pussy clenching, thinking about how Satoru fucked you just minutes before. That was the perfect thought to lose yourself in as your clit was twitching under the pleasant vibrations.

God, if he weren’t so tired, you would have begged him for more. You take you on the dryer, the floor, fuck even the wall. You missed him; god, you missed the soft tufts of his white hair, the smell of fresh sheets and musk. The need to have him bullying his cock inside of you was so strong it had you dipping your hands between your legs. Fingers pushing through your tight entrance, attempting to make you feel as good as Satoru did.

They were nothing compared to Satoru. His fingers reached places you never could. While it wasn’t what you wanted right now, that being your boyfriend's fat cock, it would suffice. You cried out softly as you curled your fingers up, just barely grazing your g-spot.

“Mmnh fuck, oooh fuck.” You could feel yourself climbing towards your orgasm. “T-Toru, yes, yes~.”

Just when you were about to cum, the door to the bathroom flung open. Satoru stood there, leaning against the door frame as you threw your vibrator to the side of the bed. What you failed to do was take your fingers out of your cunt just as fast.

“S-Satoru!”

He took in your form, shaking his head with a sigh. “Most people would wait for the shower to start running before they start masturbating, right after their boyfriend fucked them.” He strode forward, his throbbing dick standing at attention. “But my sweet, not so innocent girl. She starts fucking herself when I’m in the other room.” He walked around the bed, picking up your still buzzing vibrator. “Was one time not enough for you?” Gojo got on the bed, cerulean eyes burning with furious lust.

“I-I well,” words evaded you, “I uhm—“

“Tsk,” he crawled on top of you, pressing the vibrator against your clit. You arched your back off the bed, whimpering. “Such a little slut, trying to make yourself cum right after I fucked you. Well, go on, do it, little slut.”Satoru pressed the vibrator harder against your clit. “Cum again, then maybe I’ll make you cum a third, fourth, maybe even a fifth time. Seeing that you want to cum so bad after I just made you.”

You tried pulling away, but Satoru grabbed your hip with his free hand, holding you in place. “I-I didn’t!”

“Oh, don’t try to lie to me; I caught you red-handed.” The hand you had been fingering yourself with was snatched. “Look at that, still wet and slick with both our cum.” Your boyfriend took your cum slick fingers in his mouth, sucking on them while his eyes burned holes into your skin.

“Y-Your cum.” Satoru stopped sucking, glancing down at your flushed face. “I-I didn’t finish.”

From the expression on his face, your poor boyfriend went through the five stages of grief. Denial, anger, bargaining, depression, and finally acceptance. His mouth opened and shut like a fish before he pulled the vibrator away.

“You didn’t cum?!” You shook your head. “Why didn’t you say something?!” Being questioned like this, right after he caught you beating off, wasn’t the conversation you wanted to have. Groaning softly, you sat up, avoiding his gaze.

“You’re exhausted, and I didn’t want to bother you with something I can handle alone.”

“You seriously think me getting you off is a bother?” He touched your shoulders, shoving you back against the bed. “Sweetheart, I get off on making you cum.”

“T-Toru, I-I can do it. You should re-A-Ahh!” Satoru’s cock is pushing it’s way forcefully inside your cunt. “Oooh, of fuck!”

His lips slammed against yours as he pushed the vibrator back against your throbbing clit. “Baby~ you feel so good~ fuck, your pussy is so fuckin’ tight. Ah~! Ah~ fuck~ does that feel good baby?” Stars, you saw stars as he pulled out, stopping just before the tip slipped out before he slammed back into you harder.

“Oh, my fuck!!” You cried out as he repeated his pace, fucking you, pressing the vibrator firmly against you. “O-Oh god, feels s-so good when you slide inside!”

Satoru chuckled with a groan. “Oh, I know it does~” His hot breath fanned over your lips, “I felt that tight cunt clamp down each time I thrust.” You dug your nails into his shoulders.

God, the smell of him washes over you as he kisses and sucks on your neck. Teeth grazing the overly sensitive skin as you wrap your leg around him, pushing him deeper inside of your aching pussy. You were losing control over yourself, and Satoru wasn’t doing any better. His cock was already throbbing; his eyes screwed tight as he pushed himself further into the mattress, deeper inside of you.

Hearing you scream, feeling the vibrations while he fucked you, your soaking walls that were eagerly milking him, had him feeling like he was eighteen again. Satoru never got over how good your gummy walls felt. How you pussy didn’t want him to leave, how it tried to pull him back in. Having sex with you was something that constantly changed and grew into something more. Something more profound.

“Gah—! Fuck!” Satoru cried out against your kiss-swollen lips. “You’re so close, you’re twitching.” Your blubbering whines confirmed what he knew. “That’s right, cum for me~ cum all over this fat fucking cock.”

“C-cumming ah~ ah~ Satoru!!” With his hips angled, hitting your sweet spot with every brutal thrust, you clamped down on him. But it was the sweet buzzing of your vibrator in time with his harsh pace that had you gushing.

Satoru watched the stream of clear liquid squirt out of you. Coating the v-line and happy tail of his crotch, soaking the bed underneath you. Who wouldn’t have been cumming with you after that sight? Satoru stilled, hands digging harshly into your hips, holding you still as his cum filled you. He stayed like that for a long moment. Buried deep inside of you before he collapsed, groaning against your collarbone.

You gently scratched his scalp with your nails, breathing heavily as you came down from your high. “Fuck, I needed that so bad, thank you.” You watched as Satoru lazily lifted his head, hazy eyes watching you.

“Mm, anythin’ for you.”

The two of you drifted to sleep like that. Any thoughts revolving around showering or dinner were placed on the back burner. The most important thing was that you were finally together again.

Geto Suguru:

“Ah~ nngh, good~ feels good~” You cried out softly as Suguru lazily fucked you. “K-Keep going~”

The bed gently groaned under Suguru’s sleepy thrusts. His arms were wrapped around you, large hands grabbing your breasts. They massaged the soft flesh, groping them, teasing your nipples as he licked and kissed the side of your neck. Mornings where he woke up after having the nastiest dream sex with you, were his favorite kind of sexy mornings.

The morning when you both were stirring, only focusing on the raw instinctual need to cum. These were the times when he didn’t need to focus on the pace or the dirty words he would whisper in your ear. All the two of you could focus on was the sweet pleasure and warmth of each other's bodies.

Suguru cried out against your skin, his cock throbbing deep inside of you. The things you were doing to him in his dream, sucking his cock, riding his face, letting him fuck you on a towel on a faraway beach, it was so good. Too good. When he first slid inside of you, he was dangerously close to the edge. His sexy dream had nearly become a wet dream before he woke up. So it came as no surprise to him that he just needed to feel you, the real you, to reach that sweet climax.

You listened as he huffed and grunted, his hips moving just a bit faster as you felt the warmth of his cum filling you. His load was thick, seeping out of you, sliding down the length of his cock, pooling at the base. Feeling him fill you up this good at six thirty in the morning was the equivalent of a hot shower or a good workout at the gym. You were ready for round two.

Suguru, however, was ready to drift back to sleep. His breathing went from shallow, uneven gasps to deeper and calmer breaths. This wasn’t happening, right? There was no way your husband just lazily fucked you as a form of foreplay just to fall asleep. Your worst fears became a reality as he snored softly into the crook of your neck.

Your pussy clenched in sorrow as his cock remained buried inside of you. If he were anyone else, you would have woken him up, urging him to finish what he had started. Unfortunately for you, Geto Suguru was a deep sleeper. The only thing that would wake him up was either a blood-curdling scream from you or an earthquake. Meaning you were on your own for now. Horny, sleepy, and desperate to cum, and drifted back to sleep in his strong arms.

Luckily, your vibrator was just an arm's length away, resting in the top drawer of your nightstand. With careful and calculated movements, you freed one arm from Suguru’s koala bear grasp and grabbed your best friend. Your clit sucking toy was your favorite toy Suguru bought for you. He knew how much you loved him going down on you, so he bought you the highest-rated toy that would at least come close to mimicking his talented lips and tongue.

The toy was great; you loved using it when your fiance was at work or on a mission. Nothing would ever be able to replace him. Right now, seeing as your husband was out of commission, this toy would have to suffice.

You slid the toy under your shorts, pressing the small opening around your clit before turning it on to the lowest setting. The pulsating hum was low but perfect enough that it had you whining. You were still incredibly turned on from your lazy sex session. Having been so close to release, you knew this setting (or two or three higher) would be all that you needed to cum, seeing as Suguru’s cock was still buried inside of you, his thick load keeping you wet enough.

Your hips jerked, walls clenching around Suguru as your hand came up, clamping firmly over your mouth with a groan. Your pussy twitched As your toes curled; it felt so good. The flutter sensation beginning to build up in your lower stomach had your blood running hot. What would make this even better was if Suguru was up, fucking you with hard and shallow thrusts. Hitting your g-spot, whispering in your ear, telling you to cum on him.

The temptation to push yourself back against him was strong. His thick, girthy cock, was perfect in every way, shape and form. The tip was pressed right against your sweet spot, making you moan louder into your hand. You didn’t want to wake him up; he always worked hard, taking good care of you—the moments when he. Getting to unwind and relax was precious to both of you.

While you were being courteous regarding the volume of your moans. Your pussy was not as well-behaved as the rest of you. She clamped, twitched, and hugged Suguru’s cock. The warm pulsing twitches had Suguru stirring, his eyes slowly opening as his cock jerked inside of you, as he felt the low buzzing sensation of the toy you were using against yourself.

His hand slowly slid over your conjoined bodies, his larger hand wrapping around yours, pressing the toy harder against your throbbing clit. “A-Ah, Sugu~” He hummed, kissing and sucking on your neck. “I-I’m sorry. I d-didn’t mean to wake you.” In reality, you weren’t as sorry as you claimed to be.

”Mmm,” Suguru exhaled heavily through his nose, “didn't get enough?”

You shook your head, your hips full back into him, pushing his cock further inside of you. “No, baby, I didn’t cum.” Suguru’s eyebrows furrowed together as you humped his cock gently. “Just give me a few minutes, please; I’m almost there.” Your husband groaned, lifting your leg and draping it over his hip. “Sugu, what—nngh, fuck.” Your toy was tossed to the side, Suguru’s fingers replacing it.

”My princess just told me she didn’t cum.” His voice cracked as he rocked gently into you, his fingers rubbing circles around your clit. “What sort of husband would I be if I made her get off alone.” Teeth dug into your neck before his tongue slid over the stinging mark. “Let me give you a hand.”

Your eyes were rolling into the back of your head as Suguru hit your cervix with every thrust. He was so fucking deep; you could feel every thick inch of him spreading you open. His dark eyes peered down, watching his hand working at your clit. He could hear how wet you were, the squelching sounds egging him on.

“Ah~ fuck Sugu~ you know me so well.” you tilt your head back, eyes shutting, losing yourself in the please. “Y-You always hit my g-spot, fuck!”

Your husband cooed, rubbing your clit faster. “Yeah~ you’re going to cum aren’t you~? You keep getting wetter with every thrust, baby.”

“Y-Yeah, fuck yes! Please~ please, Sugu~!”

The rich smell of Suguru’s expensive shampoo wafted over you; his hair fell over your shoulder as he pressed his lips against yours. You reached a hand up, cupping his cheek, moaning as he nipped at your bottom lip, his tongue darting out, tracing over the spot before sliding his tongue into your mouth as he fucked into you like you were the only thing that mattered in the world.

You didn't even have a chance to warn him that you were cumming. You just cried out into his mouth as he massaged your tongue with his own. As the rolling waves of pleasure rocked through you, Suguru’s pace faltered, becoming messy sloppily as his ball tightened. Spurts of warm cum filled your aching hole, filling you up to the brim.

“Mmm,” Suguru pulled his mouth away from yours, spit connecting your tongues, “does my needy girl feel better~?”

“Mhmm~” you hummed happily, snuggling back against him. “Felt good.”

All your husband did was wrap his arms tighter around you. He pressed a kiss against your chin before he buried his face in the crook of his neck. Out of all the places he’d seen and been, your king-sized bed, with you in his arms, was his favorite place in the world.

Nanami Kento:

Wet was a bit of an understatement. You were soaking wet when Nanami slammed you up against the door of your apartment. You both were buzzed from the bottle of wine you shared at dinner. The sweet liquid had you rubbing Nanami’s thigh, whispering obscene things in his ear, and had led to him pulling your lace panties to the side as he lifted you, your legs wrapped around his waist.

“You've been such a bad girl.” You groaned over, panting in pure lustful desire as you listened to his buckle being undone.

“Hurry up.” You begged, only to receive a smack on the side of your ass. “Eep!”

“You are in no place to be making any demands.” His words were slightly slurred before he rubbed the tip of his cock against your clit. “Teasing my cock, whispering those lewd words in my ear.”

The wine had given you liquid courage; you grabbed a handful of blonde hair, tugging it back. “Then take what you want~” The moment those words left your mouth, Nanami was fucking into you.

His thrusts were sloppy, messy, and full of pure need. The wine had him lost in the raw feeling of your tight cunt, the way your walls hugged his cock. Your pussy was so wet, warm, and tight. Nanami whimpered fucking you harder and slamming you against the door.

“Y-Yes! Oh fuck yes! Keeento~!!”

“Oh fuck love, fuck you’re s-so t-tig-gaaahk!”

The familiar sensation of cum filling you drew you out of the wildly erotic moment. Both you and Nanami were stiff. Your sweet, loving boyfriend's face flushed dark red, his eyebrows pinched in tipsy confusion.

“K-Ken? Did you just?”

“I-I—“ he honestly wasn’t sure, but he confirmed his fears as he pulled out. His cock was coated in white cum, the tip dribbling out more as it sadly softened. “F-Fuck, sweetie, I’m sorry.”

When he looked up expecting to be met with an expression of disappointment, he was instead met with your gentle smile as he put you down. “It’s okay; I was teasing you the whole way home.” While you attempted to comfort him, Nanami still felt a twinge of shame.

“I’m sorry.”

“Ken, you’re fine.” Fine was not the way he would describe the way he felt. But you were persistent. “Do you wanna lay down?”

Your boyfriend nodded, sulking towards your room with his head hanging low. “If laying down means I can forget about this whole ordeal, then yes.” He unbuttoned his shirt before lying on his back, watching you closely. “That’s never happened to me before.” A smirk tugged at the corner of your mouth as you removed your jewelry.

”I made the Kento Nanami experience pre-mature ejaculation for the first time. I’m so honored.”

“Please don’t say it like that.”

“Right, sorry, sorry.” Nanami watched as your hips swayed as you approached his side of the bed.

“Seriously, don’t feel too bad about it. I could easily take care of myself if I wanted to. Do you need anything? Like water?” He shook his head, his eyes slowly shutting as he drifted in and out of the waves of his afterglow. “Alright, I’ll be right back.”

Just as Nanami turned to lay on his side, you reached into the sock drawer of your dresser. Hidden, there was your g-spot toy. You glanced back at the sleepy Nanami before sighing as you tip-toed into the living room, cracking the door shut.

You were still worked up, wet, and horny from the combination of wine and teasing touches on the way home. You didn’t mind that Nanami had finished first, but you couldn’t ignore the aching between your legs. You needed to take care of that ache, or you wouldn’t be able to sleep at all.

As you lay on the couch, your mind drifted to Nanami. How his large hands gripped your thigh in the car, how his ankle brushed yours at the restaurant. You whined, imagining his cock slipping inside of you as you pushed the toy into your wet pussy. His cock was so girthy and fat it stuffed you; this toy was nothing compared to him. But it would get the job done.

You twisted the end of the toy, turning the vibrations on; the sweet lazing immediately stimulated your sweet spot, making you arch. Fuck it felt good, especially when you began thrusting it in and out of your tight heat. You were so tight and needy, longing for an orgasm that would tide you over until Nanami was able to fuck the life out of you.

God, you wanted him; you wanted him so bad. The need for his cock to plunge in and out of you. To have him tugging and pulling on your hair, to choke you. The raw desire for him had your moans increasing in volume. Maybe it was the wine or the horny need that had you gasping as if your boyfriend wasn’t in the other room.

Oh, and Nanami heard. How could he not listen to you whimpering and crying out his name? The buzzing from your toy had his cock throbbing back to life. He couldn’t just let you handle this on your own. His legs, while still shaky, moved with a purpose. He flung open the bedroom door and stormed off to the living room, where the sight of you had his pace faltering.

Your legs were spread, the vibrant pink vibrator was moving in and out of you, coated in a milk substance of his cum and your slick. The same sticky substance coated the inside of your supple thighs, making you look even more erotic. Seeing you in such a vulgar scene had Nanami stripping out of his clothes.

“Fuuuck~ fuck yes~ K-Kento~!” Your head was tilted back, eyes shut as you imagined Nanami inside you. His lips and teeth dug into your skin. “Ahh fuck~!”

“You weren’t kidding when you said you could care for yourself.” The deep voice of your boyfriend was the only warning you got before the toy was yanked out of you and clattered to the floor.

Your eyes went wide as the toy was replaced with the fat girthy cock you had been imagining. “Haaah!” A breathless yelp escaped you as you met Nanami’s honey-brown eyes. “K-Kento!” He groaned, his cock slowly slipping in and out of you. “Fuck~!” He smirked, kissing your neck.

“Mhmm lover, your pussy is hugging me. Were you that desperate for my cock?” All you managed to do was cry out as you nodded. “Such a desperate girl~ but that toy is nothing compared to me, right?”

“N-No, it’s not!” You whined, gripping his shoulders as the couch creaked under his thrusts. “N-Nothing c-compared to you, Kento!”

Skin slapped against the skin, Nanami groaned, dropping his head onto your shoulder. “Fuck~ fuck, your pussy feels so good~ it’s so wet, love, so fucking wet~” Nanami kissed and sucked onto your shoulder, biting the skin as hard as he could, drawing out a pleasurable gasp from you. “G-gonna make you cum this time.” His words were mumbled as he bit into another part of your skin. “M-make up for last time.” your toes began to curl as Nanami reached down, rubbing your clit in fast circles.

“Y-You don’t have to make up for last time—“ Nanami’s cock throbbed, rubbing against your g-spot. That, in time, with his thumb on your clit had the coil tightening in your abdomen. “I-I’m close, oh god, I’m close!” Your legs began violently shaking as your pussy tightened, heat rushing through you. “K-Kento! Keeento!!”

You came hard, so incredibly hard a scream ripped through your throat as tears filled your eyes. Nanami’s cock twitched, his hips stilling as your pussy convulsed around him, drawing out a second orgasm from him as you rode the waves of yours. His hips jerked, pussy hi load intense of you, working the both of you down from your highs. It was until beads of sweat ran down his chilled ab’s that he finally came to a stop.

His breath was hot against your shoulder as you ran your fingers through his hair. He slowly pulled away, smiling ever so sweetly at you. “Fuck I needed that.” The sheer relief and exhaustion in your tone had Kento grinning, lifting you, and carrying you to the bedroom.

“Well, I hope you’re ready for more. Because I’m ready for round three.”

Toji Fushiguro:

You were minding your own business scrolling through your phone when your boyfriend came into the room. He said nothing; he only grabbed your pajama pants and yank them off. You giggled in between moans as rubbed your clit before sliding his spit-coated cock inside of you.

“Ah, ~ rough day at w-work?” You gasped out, throwing your head back against the pillows as Toji grunted in response. “Oh, I’m sorry, baby.” The words held all the truth; you did feel bad that he had a rough day. You also loved it, though. Days like these, when he came home all pent up and frustrated, were the days he fucked the breath out of you.

He got to work off pent-up frustration while you got to get fucked into the mattress. It was truly a win-win for the two of you.

”Fuck, fuck yeah,”. Toji sighed, kissing the leg that was draped over your shoulder. “I missed your fucking pussy all day.” His thick, strong fingers dug into your other leg that was wrapped over his hip. “Kept dreaming about filling it up, painting the insides white. Nnngh, you’re such a fucking good little slut for me.”

You hummed drunkenly in response, back arching as you tried to keep up with his fast-paced thrusts. “Mhmm, I’m glad I could be a good dream for you, Toji.” Cock throbbing inside of you, Toji let out a needy growl, bucking his hips faster, cock hitting every sweet spot buried deep inside of your cunt.

“Y-Yeah, you’re the best dream a guy could ever have.” Those sweet words had you reaching your hand down, rubbing your clit as he fucked you deeper, faster. “That’s it, look at my slutty little girlfriend. Making herself cum all over my cock.”

“C-Close, Toji! P-Please!”

“M-Me too~! Me too~!”

Toji sunk his teeth into the side of your leg as his thrusts lost all sense of rhythm as he began cumming inside of you, fucking himself through his orgasm. All while you tried to follow up, rubbing your clit faster, bucking your hips up against him. But as the sensations of hot cum filled you, your stomach was filled with disappointment as your orgasm evaded you. Toji grunted, resting his head against you, his eyes shut tight as he felt your walls twitch.

You reached up, stroking his head, humming as he slowly sat up. He liked fucked out of his mind as he licked at his lips. But behind that fucked out look, you could swear there was desire. A desire for more, to keep going until the two of you couldn’t breathe. A desire that you might just be able to reach that orgasm you had failed to grasp moments before.

Toji leaned down, kissing you deeply, his cock twitching deep inside of you. You were just about to wrap your legs around his hips, to pull him in deeper, to encourage him to keep fucking into you, when his phone rang. He glowered at it, sitting on the nightstand. You turned his head to focus on you instead, your hands trailing up his chest, your thumbs brushing over his nipples. But his damn phone kept ringing. Whoever was calling was desperate to get a hold of him.

Toji snarled, snatching the phone off the nightstand and answering it. “I’m in the middle of something pretty fuckin’ important. What?!” The other voice on the line sounded much like Shiu’s shot back a shout. Toji’s eyes went wide, taking in the words before he smirked. You knew that expression.

“Paid up already? Ha, awesome, cool, yeah, I’ll meet you downstairs.”

“What was that about?” You asked as Toji slipped out of you. “What happened?”

Toji slipped his half-hard cock back into his pants. “Client already has money for a job I just did. Six figures, baby. They want to take me and Shiu to dinner.” Wait? Seriously, he was leaving?!

“B-But!”

“It should be fast. I’ll be back before you know it.” Toji pressed a kiss to your temple. “Then we’ll have round two.”

“But—“ You watched in despair and anger as Toji headed out of the apartment, shutting the door. “I didn’t finish.” You pouted, plopping back down on the bed.

Toji must have been out of it to have not realized that. Plus, he just left! But he was bringing home the big bucks so you couldn’t complain. There was always tonight; maybe he’d let you sit on his face as an apology once you told him. The aching pulse between your legs, however, wanted to be satisfied now. It couldn't wait for god knows how long Toji would be out.

So, without any hesitation, you reached under your bed, pulling out your container of sex toys. You pulled out your vibrating dildo and a bottle of lube before sitting up at the head of the bed. Wasting no time, you lubbed the clean toy before slowly working it into yourself with a harp inhale. It felt good, not as good as Toji, but it would get the job done.

Your pace was fast and hard; you attempted to match Toji’s. But that was humanly impossible. The man fucked like a god, nearly sending you to the afterlife with each orgasm. So you managed to do the best you could, which didn’t feel bad at all. Your pace had your eyes rolling back as you curved the toy, rubbing it against your g-spot before you turned it on.

The vibrations were strong. So strong it sent you to your own personal heaven of pleasure. You propped your legs up, spreading them wide as your thrusts increased in speed, while your free hand gripped the sheets, tugging at them gently. The pleasure was so overwhelming, so stifling, that you never heard the apartment door open. You were a moaning mess, and that’s what Toji heard as he looked around for his phone.

He’d stopped, eyes drifting towards the room as the wet squelching and buzzing sounds flooded the apartment. Following the noise, he peeked into the bedroom, finding you fucking yourself with a dildo. Your pussy was hugging it just like it had done to his dick. And you looked like you were enjoying it, but not as much as you wanted his dick.

Toji entered the room, taking full advantage of you and rolling your eyes back. He hummed, crossing his arms over his chest as he got a heater view of you pathetically trying to fuck yourself, into an orgasm. His poor, sweet girl. It would just be cruel to continue to watch.

Your eyes jolted open as a large hand swatted yours away, gripping the toy that was buried in your cunt, while the other hand pushed your legs

Further apart. “T-Toji!” You yelled out as he began fucking the toy into you with a sadistic smirk.

“Looks like you needed a hand.” His deep voice had you clenching around the toy with a whine of our need. “Me makin’ ya’ cum once wasn’t enough, huh? I was gone for five minutes. Missed me that much.” He jabbed the toy against your spot with ever-calculated thrusts.

“Oooh! Oooh fuck oh my goo-ah ah!” You screamed, your hand gripping the sheets tightened while the other tangled in black strands of hair. “Ah~! Agggh! I -I didn’t cum! I-I couldn’t w-wai-fuck! Wait for tonight!”

Toji’s pace didn’t falter, but his eyes widened for a second. “Well, ya’ should’ve said something, honey. I would have made you cum.” He learned over your leg. “I can’t fuck you, but I’ll at least make you cum for now.” He kept fucking the dildo inside of you as he knelt over you, flicking his tongue over your clit.

“Gahhhk!” You screamed as Toji chuckled over your clit with a hum. “T-Toji! T-Toji!!” You arched your back as your mouth fell open into an ‘O’ shape as your toys curled. “D-Don’t stop! P-please, don’t stop!”

Toji was nowhere close to stopping, not when you were so close. He healed his scarred lip over your throbbing clit, sucking, flicking, and nibbling at the sensitive bundle of nerves. He drew you closer and closer to the edge, and it was him rubbing your g-apt with the vibrating tip that was your undoing. You screamed out loud, bucking your hips into his face as you squirted a clear stream of liquid all over his chin.

You were crying at the intensity of the orgasm as Toji gently worked you down. He glanced over you as his tongue dared over his lips, licking your juices off with a smirk. Your body trembled and shook how you gasped madly for air. It was a sight he loved to see.

“There ya’ go.” He said, pulling the toy out and placing it on the nightstand. “I’ll be home in a little bit.” You grumbled in response, struggling to keep your eyes open as Toji pulled a blanket over your half-naked body. “Get some sleep.” He kissed your forehead, grabbing his phone off the bed. “Because you’re gonna need all the rest you can get for what I have planned for you tonight.”

Choso Kamo:

Two weeks you had been on a mission for two long weeks. Which meant you had been away from your sweet loving boyfriend and his long cock for two weeks. So, of course, the second you got home, you begged for him to fuck you. He eagerly agreed, fucking you on the floor of the entryway. The two of you hadn’t even passed there before you were ripping each other's clothes off.

“A-Ah! C-Choso!” You cried out as he slammed his fist on the wooden floor, fucking you deeper. “Ahh!” His brutal thrusts drew out a scream from you as his other hand palmed your breasts.

“Missed you, god I missed you so much.” He mumbled over your collarbone, sucking and licking your skin. “I missed you so much, babe.”

“C-Cho!”

He gritted his teeth as you clenched down on him. “Oh~ good god, I-I edged myself a-all week waiting for this.”

Hearing him say that had your stomach and pussy fluttering. It had just been a suggestion in passing. You mentioned to Choso that edging yourselves when you were separated would be fun. You, of course, had done it, working yourself to the edge before stopping your movements. You had no idea Choso would be doing the same thing.

It made your heart soar as you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him closer to you. God, what did you do to deserve such a sweet and sexy man in your life?! Your walls fluttered around him, and Choso shut his eyes tight at the overwhelming pleasure.

Something you failed to mention to him was that edging would make him overly sensitive. More so than usual. His nails dug into the wood, scrapping at it as you whined and whimpered into the crook of his neck. Everything was too much to handle, too much to bear. Feeling your skin against his, hearing your cries of pleasure, your scent, all of it was way too much. He had been doomed from the moment you kissed him when you got home.

Choso pulled back just enough that he was able to put into your neck as his cock throbbed, cum spilling inside of you. His sudden bite as his cum filling you had you clenching against him, so hard Choso thought you had come with him. A satisfied groan sounded from your neck as he gently bucked into you, riding out your (his orgasm).

You both lay there on the floor of the entryway, panting heavily. Choso’s teeth left your skin, and he kissed it gently before looking into your eyes. You were smiling, gently reaching out, pushing his bangs out of his face as he slowly pulled out of you. He cleared his throat, and he helped you stand, sighing as the dropping adrenaline had him feeling drowsy.

“I-I didn’t think I’d cum that fast.” He said in a timid tone as you giggled. “B-But you were right. It did feel good, like a hundred orgasms in one.”

“Yeah, I’m glad you enjoyed it.”

Choso nodded sleepily as he wrapped his arms around you. “Welcome home, baby.” You could feel his muscles relax as he held you in his arms. He sounded like he was exhausted from the sound of his voice.

“Glad to be back.” You whispered as the two of you headed into the bedroom. Choso collapsed onto the mattress, holding his arms out for you to join him, but you shook your head, holding up your duffle bag. “I need to unpack and shower real quick. I’ll join you in a bit.”

Choso gave you a sleepy nod before shutting his eyes. You returned his smile, heading into the bathroom and closing the door with a heavy sigh. You were still on the edge, not having reached that sweet, blissful release you’d been working yourself up to for the last couple of weeks. There was always tomorrow. Once you both slept well, you held out for two weeks; what would another eight hours do?

As you started the shower and began unpacking your toiletry bag, your thoughts were blank for the most part. Your brain was moving on autopilot mode. Put away your travel-sized bottles, your hair brush, and skincare products. It wasn’t until you reached the bottom of the bag that you snapped out of the trance you had found yourself in. At the bottom was your bullet vibrator, sealed in its velvet travel bag with the toy cleaner.

You pulled out the clean toy, eyeing it in your palm before your eyes darted towards the door. One orgasm wouldn’t hurt, would it? Choso was so tired he might be sleeping. You stared at your reflection before finally carving in. If you were quiet enough, Choso never needed to know that you hadn’t finished, then tomorrow it would be like nothing happened.

You wasted no time sliding the vibrator down between your legs. You turned it on low speed with the little remote. It buzzed to life, bouncing off the walls as you whimpered softly. The vibrations were so good and vital that you knew it wasn’t going to take very long for you to cum. You chewed on your bottom lip, losing yourself in the pleasurable sensations, unaware that Choso was standing just outside the door, staring at it in confusion.

Your sweet boyfriend fully intended to nap while waiting for you to unpack. But the moment he heard the shower start and your lovely, soft humming, he stood up. Why would he stay in bed when he would be showering with you? Feeling your smooth, silky skin under his hands as he lathered you with soap and massaged tension out of your muscles.

Naps could wait; shower sessions were more important than sleep.

So, of course, as he stood in front of the bathroom door naked, listening to the buzzy hum of a sex toy, he was confused. Like why would you be using a toy right after the two of you just made love? And why would you be doing it without him helping you out? He loved making you cum, whether it be from his tongue, finger, dick, or the use of your toys.

Choso didn’t even bother knocking on the door; he just pushed it open, finding you hunched over the counter, hand between your legs, as the silver bullet toy buzzed over your clit. Your eyes went wide, but you didn’t move your hand away from your wet sex. You couldn’t not when you were so close. Choso just walked into the bathroom, stepping to stand behind you, rubbing his throbbing cock over your entrance.

“C-Choso~”

“I can help you, ya’ know.” He said softly before gently pushing inside of you. “All you needed to do was ask.” You whimpered as his thick cck stretched you open, your knees buckling. “I wouldn’t have minded going another round.”

His hand joined yours holding the vibrating toy harder over your clit. “I-I ah! Fuck I know, I’m sorry! Y-You came, and I didn’t; you just looked so tired I didn’t want to ask you to overexert yourself.” Choso’s eyes met yours in the mirror as he began fucking into you with a groan.

“I’m never tired when it comes to you. I’m always willing to keep going until you are fully satisfied.” His cock slid in and out of you faster as his free hand grabbed a handful of your ass, squeezing it.

”I-I fuck s-so-fuckin’ good Choso!” You gasped out a shaky cry of pleasure. “Feels so good, please baby more.”

“Yeah, I feel you clenching.” His hips were grinding into you, rubbing your g-spot as he helped you rub the buzzing bullet up and down over your clit. “Are you going to cum for me? Going to squirt?”

“Y-Yes Choso! Yes, I’m so close!”

He let go of the toy at your warning. Both his hands gripped your hips, using them as leverage to pound into you at full force. He was hitting every spot you loved while your bullet buzzed. The combination of all these factors had you cumming for the first time in two weeks. You came, squirting all over the tiled floor, making your feet slip as you tried to keep a grip on the sink. Your pussy clenched so hard around Choso that he stilled inside of you, cumming even harder than he had in the entryway.

You were so grateful that Choso was holding you up by your hips. If he hadn’t been, you were positive you would have ended up on the ground, a heaping puddle of useless limbs. Choso, who you had thought was tired before, was the first to move. He kissed down your back, gently massaging your hips as you slowly came back to your senses.

“Mm, come on, babe.” He whispered against your skin, slowly helping you shuffle towards the shower. “Let’s get you cleaned up. Then we can take a nap.” As you stood under the running water with Choso massaging your shoulders, you couldn’t help but shut your eyes as he kissed your temple.

It was good to be home.

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[steddieas-shegoes]

Nother idea: Wayne & Eddie coming home from a long ass day, tired & stressed, both of them arriving at their trailer at the same time. Both of them taking a deep breath knowing that they'll have to clean up & prepare dinner but both are exhausted. But when they come in their trailer is sparkling clean. The floors swept & mopped, dirty clothes put into the wash, clean clothes folded neatly on the couch in piles for both Eddie and Wayne. Their trailer smells clean & fresh, they turn towards the kitchen & see Steve humming quietly to himself along with the radio on low as he pulls fresh made supper from the oven, on the counters are baked goods cooling. Wayne & Eddie realizing that Steve not only cleaned up their home but he prepared them easy to reheat meals, cleaned up their space bc he knew they'd be exhausted & both of them like the trailer to be clean, but neither had time. So he did it because they are his family & he loves them & wants them to feel safe and cared for in their new home.

MY LOVE! So I kinda ran with a somewhat different background plot, just because it kind of felt like I needed to show that Steve ain't slackin'. I also moved this one ahead of another request because I needed to write Wayne in a sappy way after chapter 2 of demon Steve. Steve was born to be a housewife with guidance counselor tendencies and I don't make the rules. ENJOY! - Mickala ❤️

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Eddie felt the exhaustion fully hit him as soon as he put his van in park.

He’d been working more overtime over the last month to save up for the down payment on the house he and Steve fell in love with.

The government money helped, but it mostly went to medical bills and a new van when his old one had become government property.

Wayne told him to keep as much of it saved as he could. “You never know what life will throw at ya,” he’d said.

Steve had been working a lot too, but was focusing on his classes at the community college, trying to set up a better future for both of them.

It meant that Eddie was pulling a lot of the financial weight right now, that Wayne was doing as much as he could for them so they could actually save up, but it would all be worth it.

Wayne knocked on his window and he blinked his eyes open again.

When had he even closed them?

Eddie opened the door and stepped out, groaning at the ache in his knee. It still wasn’t 100%, probably never would be as long as he was doing physical labor, and today had been particularly rough at the shop.

“Alright, bud?” Wayne asked him, hand on his shoulder.

“Yeah. Just tired,” Eddie replied.

“You and me both. Let’s go relax a bit.”

But relaxing wouldn’t be on the table until they fixed dinner and cleaned up a bit and Eddie knew the faucet had been leaking when he left this morning and they didn’t need a leak like that running up the water bill, so he should probably try to fix it before bed.

He let Wayne go in first, as always, knowing he’d take longer going up the porch steps.

He could handle walking just fine most of the time, but stairs were a bitch.

He nearly walked right into Wayne when he walked through the front door, the older man standing stock still right in the entrance.

“Wayne? You good?” Eddie asked, his mind suddenly filtering through any number of terrible reasons for his sudden frozen demeanor.

And then he could smell it.

Cookies.

Someone was baking cookies.

And then he saw it.

The living room was completely cleaned and organized, magazines stacked neatly on the table, no crumbs on the couch or carpet, the weird mud stain from Eddie’s boots no longer on the rug by the front door.

He heard the record player going, though the volume was low enough that he could also hear Steve singing in the kitchen.

“Looks like your boy’s been busy,” Wayne smirked over his shoulder at him.

“I don’t-“ Eddie started to say.

“Eds? Wayne? You guys home?” Steve called from the kitchen.

Before they answered, he walked around the corner with an apron on, his glasses perched on his nose, and a beaming smile on his face.

“I just put the lasagna back in the oven to heat up a bit for you. Had to wait for the cookies to come out,” Steve said as he walked towards them.

He wrapped his arms around Eddie’s neck and kissed him on the lips quickly, then pulled away to give Wayne a quick side hug.

“I made some lemonade that should be nice and cold by now. You want some?”

Eddie and Wayne blinked at him, surprise at what was happening rendering them speechless.

“Is everything okay?” Steve’s tone shifted to concern, the smile dropping from his face as he took in their stillness.

“You cleaned?” Wayne asked.

“And cooked?” Eddie asked.

“And baked?” Wayne added.

“My afternoon class was canceled and Keith said he wouldn’t approve overtime for me, so. I came home?” Steve still looked concerned, like he was waiting for one or both of them to start yelling at him.

“Where’s your car?” Wayne asked.

That was a great question. Eddie just realized it wasn’t in the yard, which was half the reason he’d been shocked to see Steve here at all.

“Oh! Max needed to go to therapy. I was already in the middle of baking so I told her she could just use it as long as she was back by eight.”

“So you’ve been cleaning and baking and cooking all afternoon? For us?” Eddie asked, biting back as much emotion as he could.

He was tired and overwhelmed with love and he knew he would start crying if he didn’t contain some of it.

“I just wanted to take care of you guys and take care of our house. You worked all day and I had some free time to do it,” Steve shrugged.

Wayne collected himself first, moving toward Steve and squeezing his shoulder.

“Thanks, son. You don’t know how much I appreciate ya doin’ all this,” he said, voice slightly choked up.

“It’s no problem, Wayne,” Steve replied, face red.

“Mind if I go grab a shower first?” he asked Eddie.

“Fine with me,” Eddie responded.

Wayne nodded once, smiling at them both, and walked to his room to grab clothes for after his shower.

Steve looked up at Eddie shyly.

“Lasagna will be about 20 more minutes if you wanna grab a drink,” he said quietly.

Eddie smirked.

“Some of that lemonade sounds nice,” he played along, knowing exactly where this was going.

No matter how tired or sore he was, he wouldn’t turn down the chance to get his hands on Steve or have Steve’s hands on him.

Steve led him into the kitchen by his hand, tugging him along as he excitedly explained that he’d found the lemons at a farm stand on his way home from work yesterday and considered using them for a cheesecake, but decided this would be better.

Eddie smiled at him fondly, just happy that Steve is happy.

“I’ll get you a glass, just wait right there,” Steve said, pushing him against the counter gently.

But Eddie didn’t let him pull away yet, fisted his shirt and pulled him against his front.

“Eds!” Steve yelped as they made contact.

“I’m sure the lemonade is perfect, but I want a taste of you first, sugar,” Eddie mumbled, leaning down to press his lips against Steve’s.

Steve melted against him, letting Eddie’s tongue past his lips and letting out a low moan when Eddie’s hands squeezed his ass.

“What’re you doing?” he whispered against Eddie’s lips.

“Touching you,” Eddie answered before kissing the corner of his mouth, his cheek, his jaw.

“Wayne though.”

“He’s already in the shower. We got a few minutes.”

“We can’t do much in a few minutes,” Steve said, trying to stifle another moan as Eddie’s fingers untied his apron and slid to the front of his jeans to undo his button.

“You underestimate how hot it is to see you like a little housewife, sweetheart,” Eddie chuckled.

Steve slapped his arm.

“Not a housewife.”

“No? You sure seemed happy about cleaning up and cooking for me,” Eddie said as he slid his hands into the waistband of Steve’s boxers.

“Eds,” he gasped, but didn’t stop him as he wrapped his hand around his half-hard cock.

“Get me out, Stevie. Don’t have much time,” Eddie groaned.

Steve did as he was asked, but still seemed hesitant.

Eddie paused.

“You wanna call it?” he asked.

If Steve truly didn’t want to, he knew what to say to stop, and he knew Eddie would stop, no questions asked.

But he shook his head, biting his lip to contain a whimper as Eddie looked down at their cocks and spit.

“Gotta stay quiet, still. Don’t wanna be caught,” Eddie whispered as he leaned in to kiss him again, keep his mouth preoccupied so he didn’t give them away.

He knew Wayne would be at least another 10 minutes, but they both liked the idea of having to stay quiet and be quick.

And quick it was.

They both came in barely two minutes, Eddie riled up from Steve just being Steve, Steve being riled up at the fact they were doing this in the kitchen.

“I just cleaned this floor, you better not have gotten anything on it,” Steve smirked at Eddie as they buttoned themselves back up.

“Promise I’ll clean it up myself if I did.”

“You better. Gonna go shower next?” Steve tied the apron back up, walking over to the fridge to finally get the lemonade.

“Yeah, I’m pretty sore today. Hot water will help.”

Steve turned to him with a furrowed brow.

“You should’ve said, baby. You need some Motrin or something?”

“Nah, maybe after I eat. Got a dose of you to help,” he winked obnoxiously.

“Alright, keep it in your pants,” Steve said as he poured a glass for Eddie and a glass for Wayne.

“You’re the one who had it out a minute ago!”

Steve just gave him a dead-eyed stare before handing him his lemonade.

“Get out of my kitchen.”

“Sir, yes sir!” Eddie saluted.

He took a few sips of the lemonade as he walked towards his bedroom to grab clothes.

It was delicious, as he expected.

Just like coming home to Steve every day.

#steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #stranger things #ficlet #request #wayne munson #steve's housewife tendencies

[hopelesslyromanticshark]

⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ Know It's For The Better, Know It's For The Better

content: leo valdez x daughter of poseidon! reader fic warning: ANGST, ANGSTY ANGST THAT'LL MAKE YOU ANGST LIKE YOU'VE NEVER ANGST-ED BEFORE author's note: i would like to formally apologize for this one. phoebe bridgers is not the ideal thing to listen to while writing bc this is what comes out of me. i dont feel bad bc if im sad you guys have to be sad, but you should probs attend therapy after this.

“y/n?! it’s over! ha, i really thought-…” percy’s words got caught in his throat as he moved towards his sister, his smile slipping off his lips. y/n's back was to him, but as he approached, he noticed the sword sticking out from her chest. He now heard her shallow breathing and saw the tears pooling in her eyes and blood dripping from her lips.

“no, no, no, no, no, oh gods, no, please,” he repeated like a mantra, rushing towards y/n, the world fading around him. she was stumbling on her feet, falling backwards into percy’s arms. he gently lowered her to the ground, his hands gripping the sword and tugging it. a groan left y/n's lips, her teeth gritted and bloody.

“i know, i know, i’m sorry, y/n, i’m sorry,” percy muttered against her hair before removing the sword, watching the blood quickly fill the empty space. his hands rushed to the wound, pressing down as best he could with tears blurring his vision. he spun, his eyes looking around for help.

“help! help me, please! gods, i’m begging, help her!” he screamed, his face turning red at the effort.

“…percy,” y/n's voice whispered out, her eyes blinking slowly as her head rested against his chest. He instantly looked down at her, shaking his head.

“no, no, no. y/n, stop, help is coming. some-someone had to have heard me,” percy choked out, struggling to pull breath in. y/n whimpered in pain, her eyes squeezing shut and tears leaking from them.

“percy, i’m- i’m scared,” she managed to get out, more whimpers following and percy couldn’t tell if it was from pain or fear. percy’s blood ran cold at those words, ones y/n had never once uttered. it scared percy that his big sister was scared; this untouchable girl…was scared. he’d kill whatever scared his sister, he promised.

“it’s okay, y/n, don’t be scared. it…it’s okay,” percy stated, unsure what else to tell her without lying through his teeth. y/n was rapidly losing steam as she seemingly fell against him.

“…i’m…sorry,” y/n managed to get out, lifting her hand with great effort and resting it on top of percy’s. both were coated with her own blood. he hung his head, resting it against her temple, letting his tears run without any holding back.

“it’s not your fault. i love you, y/n…i'm so, so sorry,” he muttered against her hair, pressing a gentle kiss to her scalp, holding his sobs in so as to not jolt her too much. a dying smile took over y/n's blood soaked lips, her gaze turning distant as she stared ahead of her.

“lo-…look…th- sea,” y/n fought to get out, percy’s blurred vision shifting up to the nearby lake, a tide crashing against the beach. the water slammed, and slammed, and slammed against the sand, percy feeling the vibrations in the ground. his eyes drifted upwards, knowing their father was behind it; stormbringer, earthshaker, god of the sea. all for his dying daughter. percy’s eyes snapped down to y/n, noting her faded gaze and still chest. his shoulders began to shake like the earth, curling around his big sister.

“percy?! what-” annabeth asked in a panic as she saw him before stopping, her eyes drifting to y/n…y/n's body. her hand shot to her lips, tears springing into her eyes. she fell to her knees beside percy, her other hand hesitantly resting against the small of his back, in hopes to stabilize him even the slightest bit. percy glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, unable to move away from y/n anymore than that.

“i- she-”

“no…you don’t have to,” annabeth whispered back, another shake running through the earth as the waves continued to crash. surely all of camp felt that one and percy silently hoped his father brought down buildings and nations with his earthquakes and waves; it was the only amount of pain that would even be close to equaling the squeezing of his chest right now.

“guys, have you seen y/n?! i- i- i can’t find her anywhere and-…” leo asked, out of breath, as he ran up to the pair, halting to a stop as he stared and percy finally looked up, his bloodshot eyes meeting leo’s. leo’s face fell at this before his eyes jumped down to what percy was holding against his chest, a ringing filling leo’s ears. he just stared and stared, waiting for her chest to heave or her eyes to fill with that glimmer that leo loved so much.

“y/n?” leo asked, breathlessly, taking stumbling steps towards him before thudding to his knees beside her. percy watched all of this, holding y/n even closer.

“i’m sorry,” percy whispered back, waves crashing in perfect tempo. leo couldn’t hear it, he couldn’t hear any of it as his hands hesitantly reached towards her. he took her left hand into his own, tucking it firmly into his hand, feeling the cold metal of the ring he’d given her dig into his skin. the promise ring he’d given her. a million different promises, lost in a moment.

“leo?” annabeth sniffled after a few minutes, using the heel of her hand to wipe away some of her tears. leo shook his head in response, tears rolling off his cheeks.

“no, no, no. she- she promised to be safe. she…told me she was going to come back and- and-” leo choked out, coughing on his own sobs. he was wheezing, struggling to get air into his lungs, and he didn’t know how to stop it. y/n would know how to calm him down, he thought, bring a new panic to his struggle to breath.

he was already using past tense.

“leo, you need to breathe. listen to me, do you hear the waves? what do they remind you of?” annabeth asked, her eyes wide in panic as she tried to calm leo down. percy was in no state to help, his eyes back on his dead sister, his hands fruitlessly combing through her knotted hair.

“her. they remind me of her,” leo bit out, sucking a breath in through his nose as he wrapped his second hand around y/n's.

“okay, good, and what does she remind you of?”

“everything that ever mattered,” leo murmured, his heaving breaths beginning to level out as he thought about y/n.

not the pale and dead girl in front of him, but rather the girl who always smelled like an ocean breeze, the girl who’s smile was like a sun glare off water, the girl who’s laugh always reminded him of hearing the ocean in a seashell. his breath calmed, his heaving chest simply breathing now. but he could still feel it; the shatter of his heart, his ribs cracking to make space, his soul screaming and screaming and screaming.

he knew he'd never recover from this, never be the leo valdez he was with you. that man, he died the moment you breathed your final breaths. leo would never see that version of himself again, expect for when he's looking at pictures of y/n and manages to catch a glimpse of his reflection in the glass. the reflection of a boy long lost to the rolling tides of life.

I wanna be the power ballad that lifts you up and holds you down I wanna be the broken love song that feeds your misery And I can wish all that I want, but it won't bring us together Plus, I know whatever happens to me, I know it's for the better

#postcards from covey ౨ৎ #all my love ౨ৎ #pjo #pjo fandom #heroes of olympus x reader #hoo #leo valdez x reader #leo valdez

[highvern]

Say So

Pairing: Jeon Wonwoo x reader

Genre: suggestive, frenemies to lovers

Warnings: no actual smut but implied at the end, references to nakedness, Wonwoo gets a boner bc he’s kinda a loser

Length: blurb

Note: enjoy :)

“Hey, Y/N, can I ask you a question?” Wonwoo starts.

You pull your eyes away from the tv screen to look at his face. “Ugh, I guess?”

“Why don’t you go back to your own house and stop bothering us?”

“Sweetie, if you’re in love with me just say it.” You try your best at an earnest expression, proving to piss Wonwoo off more.

“Get out of my house!”

Wonwoo is at his wits end. You’ve been sleeping on the couch of his shared apartment with Mingyu after a leak from upstairs flooded your room. Lucky for you the repairs were only supposed to take a week and a half, unlucky for him since it’s been the hardest (pun intended) week of his life.

At first Wonwoo was more than fine with you staying with them, unbothered by your presence since you were out and about most of the day. In reality, you were a better roommate than Mingyu was sometimes. You cleaned up after yourself, insisted on chipping in on groceries, and caused as few problems as possible. But Wonwoo’s attitude shifted after the first few days, frustration seeping in, leaving resentment to fester.

It started with your showers. You were a night owl like Wonwoo and showered last thing before bed. But it wasn’t when you took your showers that Wonwoo had a problem with, it was more so how. You were rather… vocal during the minutes it took you to bathe. Dreamy sighs and moans prompted by the relaxation of tense muscles penetrated through the wall Wonwoo shared with the bathroom. They filled his brain with foggy images of you naked and wet, skin flushed from the hot water and slick with soap. Even the times you hummed a familiar tune, the throaty noise entranced him him like a siren song, only proving to make his infatuation worse.

Then came the clothes you slept in. At first glance there was nothing wrong with your attire, some variation of baggy shorts and a T-shirt each night. Neither showed enough skin or clung to your figure in a way that was remotely suggestive. But in the mornings, when Wonwoo left his room, he could see the way the fabric rode up from your tossing and turning. Your bottoms bunched around your thighs, accentuating the plush flesh. Your shirt slid up so far it barely covered your ribs, making Wonwoo privy to the fact you sleep without a bra on. One morning, he exited his room to witness your shorts rode up so high he could see the bottom of your ass hanging out. From that day on he refused to come out of his room until he could hear you up and moving.

Wonwoo tried. He really really really tried not to be the weirdo that gets riled up just because a pretty girl is in his general vicinity. Especially when he knows you’re not doing it on purpose. He feels like a pervert when the moans you release in the shower make him hard. Or the fact that since that morning he saw you on the couch his thoughts are haunted by all the ways he would wake you up if you were in his bed in the morning.

“You wanna kiss me so bad, Wonwoo.” Your teasing suggestion pulls him back to the present.

“You’re such a pain in the ass.” He’s trying his best to stay cool; however, the blush that races across his face and burns the tips of his ears could be spotted a mile away.

“That’s not a no.” You sing, turning around on the couch to face where he stands in the kitchen. Your head tilts to the side, gaze daring him to correct you.

“Yeah well it’s not like you’re any better.” It’s a weak response but he hopes it’ll get you off his back before he does something embarrassing.

“You’re right…”

He says nothing. He can’t have heard you correctly. Even so, Wonwoo is pretty sure his heart has stopped beating.

“I want to kiss you.” Your eyelashes flutter and now Wonwoo knows for certain he’s hallucinating.

“You what?”

“I. Want. To. Kiss. You.” Each word is enunciated, clear as can be.

You wait for a response, but Wonwoo doesn’t look like he’s even registering your words let alone comprehending what you’ve asked him for. You’re beginning to lose your nerve when he shakes his head.

“I—“ he clears his throat and starts towards the couch, “I can do that.”

Across town, Mingyu is unaware how very lucky he is to be sleeping at his girlfriend’s apartment for the night.

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[f10werfae]

Ok I have had this thought for days and it will not go away so I must share it with you lol. What about shy wife of lumberjack Henry bc he has taught her everything sexual having to explain to her why she is wet down there when she doesn't understand?

Why Am I wet?

pairing: Lumberjack!Henry Cavill x Short!Shy!Reader

summary: (request says all) (Drabble)

Disclaimer: 18+ / Lumberjack!Henry Masterlist

likes, comments and reblogs are appreciated

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“H-Hen?!” Y/n gasped pulling her hands from her underwear, seeing her hand start to glisten from the wetness. “Yes sugar pie what’s wrong-“ Henry shouted worried, his loud footfalls thudding into his girlfriend’s as he saw her sitting there in shock. Having been dating for two weeks now, it had become a regular thing that Y/n would sneak over her older boyfriend every time her grandparents were out of town. “W-why are my private parts leaking s-so much”

She whimpered kneeling on the bed, her panties pulled just enough to cage her thighs together, her fingers stringed with her own wetness. “Awh baby, were ya playin’ with yourself?” He teased cooing as he sat down beside her, taking her hand and sucking each of her fingers clean, “So sweet honey, must be all the sweets ya eat” He smirked watching her mouth fall agape, her lips quivering as they tried to hold in a smile.

“I-I was feelin’ the tingles so I kept itchin’ until it went a-away but I didn’t mean ta-“ She rushed out pouting as he dried her hand off with a shirt from the floor, his blue orbs watching how she seemed so panicked and embarrassed. “Do ya know what made ya feel all tingly sugar?” He asked quirking a brow and pulling her panties back on even though he hated the damn things so much, moving her to straddle his lap, her hands fiddling with the hem of his vest as she struggled to get the words out.

“Come on, no need to be shy”

“Ya won’t laugh at me will ya?” She asked peeking up at him, his fingers tucking loose bits of hair back, even taking off her earrings for her because he knew she’d be going to bed soon; she always complained of sore ears after sleeping with earrings in. “Ah won’t sugar pie”

“T-the kissy ya gave m-me a-after dinner” She whispered shuffling further into his lap, her lips pursed together as Henry did nothing but smirk at his girl on his lap; she was a sucker for his kissies. This one happened once they were both cuddled in her bed, small enough to a point where she practically had to be on top of him so they would fit. It started off with him rubbing her back hoping she could catch a small nap after they had spent the whole day running about town. When all of a sudden she had lifted her head and squished his face with her hands, forcing his lips to a pout so she could peck them.

Within seconds her tongue had poked through his lips allowing him to suck on it, tasting the strawberry sucker she had just a half hour ago, the both of them engaging in a tongue filled kiss; which lasted a good 20 minutes. Until of course he felt the need to clean the dishes downstairs, telling his woman to head on up to sleep and he’d come up to cuddle her soon.

“My sugar pie, ya just made yourself cum, from kissies” He taunted nuzzling his nose against hers, hearing her whimper and nudge closer to him, wanting to feel more and more of him on her body. In fact Henry could practically feel her pussy pulsing on his lap, poor thing was going rapid. “I-it’s so embarrassing m’sorry, i-i’ll go clean up” She muttered lifting herself off his lap, quickly grabbing her purple towel and locking herself in the en suite. She felt absolutely humiliated, her first proper proper boyfriend and she had basically masturbated without knowing, to their own kiss.

“Sugar butt, open up, I didn’t laugh like I said” He said gruffly twisting the brass doorknob until he heard her shower start running, along with the door lock clicking open. “I-I know but I jus’ wanna shower n-n’ get rid of it” She squeaked pointing to the wet spot on her panties, her eyes widening when Henry picked her up and sat her on the bathroom counter; his hands ripping the flimsy lace to bits, it’s residue scattered on the marble tiles.

“No. I’m gonna clean ya up, I caused it didn’t I?”

“N-no you don’t havta if i-it’s w-weird”

“How’d it happen again? A kiss? Like this?”

He smirked widening her legs, placing an open mouth kiss right onto her clit, sucking on it slightly before pulling away; her juices stringing his lips to her honey centre. “A-ah you-you just kissed my-“

“Yours? Is this yours baby?” He hummed kissing her folds, his tongue running through them, slurping up the remnants of her cum; moaning against her to send jolts up her spine. Without even letting her reply he had placed practically hundreds of tiny kissies onto her second set of lips, kissing them as if they were her actual lips. His tongue leaving no place untouched as he sorted through her folds, occasionally prodding at her bulging clit every so often.

“n-no s’yours” She whimpered feeling his lips leave her pussy, latching onto him as he carried her onto the bench in her shower, the shower head held tightly in his hand as he motioned for her to widen her legs again.

“W-wait this- won’t i-it be sore?” She said holding his hand back looking up at him, his chin covered in her juices as he just smirked and leaned down kissing her lips, feeling her moan once she tasted herself on his tongue: she did taste sweet. “Ya trust me don’t ya bunbun? Wan’ wash her for ya, my princess deserves all the treatment” He smirked, nodding along with her.

His hands holding one of her thighs as he slowly directed the shower head right onto her pussy, her body shivering at the hard water pressure rushing through her folds. “A-ahh” She sighed feeling relieved and both excited by the pleasure she was feeling, both her hands grabbing onto Henry’s forearms for stability, with him leaning forward and kissing her forehead affectionately.

This went on for a good 5 minutes before he finally turned the shower off, “all fresh n’ clean babydoll, feels n’ smells as fresh as a daisy” He whispered patting her dry with her towel, taking extra care knowing how sensitive she was.

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psa: Hope you all enjoy this short drabble for now ;)

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[morwap]

𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐌𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐇. 𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐌𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐇, 𝐁𝐎𝐘

➸ vampire!eddie munson x fem!reader

➸ STRANGER THINGS S4 V1&2 SPOILERS

➸ smut, angst | A/N: i don’t know much about dnd or kas, but this is based off kas theory BUT do not come at me for not getting the kas shit right or whatever bc this is my own version and y’all are gonna get what you get and DONT throw a fit😋🫶 also vecna earthquake has happened but the upside down is slowly leaking into hawkins its not rapid like the end of season 4 anyways hot horny vamp!eddie

➸ nav • e.m m.list

dom!eddie, sub!reader, p in v, “character death”, depression, blood/blood sucking, biting (eddie cant turn you bc i said so), oral f! & m!receiving , praise, pain kink,, “cunt”, pet names, choking, creampie

♡ ───────✧ 𓆩♡𓆪 ✧─────── ♡

four months, four fucking months of sleeping with eddies extra hellfire shirt and wearing his pick necklace constantly.

hawkins school had simply passed everyone, you graduated officially without eddie and without a celebration since everyone was helping gather things and rebuild things from the earthquake. just the piece of paper that meant fucking nothing to you while you knew this was what eddie was working so hard for, all this year, wanting to graduate with you, by your side.

you couldnt even look in wayne’s direction at first, knowing he loved eddie just as much then you figured it was better to comfort him and honestly you were surprised when you went to talk to him and all he did was hug you, squeezing the breath out of you and sobbing into your shoulder. you heard him mumbled that he had some things he wanted you to have.

at this point your tears had ran out, feeling like you couldn’t cry anymore and it was just numb. not bothering to get out of bed or even answer the phone when steve, nancy or dustin tried to call, the only thing you could do was close your eyes and replay that terrible day.

the way eddie kissed your forehead before ushering you up the makeshift rope before cutting it, the way you and dustin both screamed for him to not do this. tears streaming down your face as you watched him run out the trailer. your shoulder still gets some pain from you landed on the ground without the crash pad, chasing after him with dustin close behind. both of you screaming eddies name then seeing the swarm of demobats.

chest burning and shoulder in pain as you ran as fast as you could to him, seeing the demobats fall to the ground and not even knowing what happened for them to do that unless they had gotten to vecna but that couldnt even cross your mind at that point. literally no one crossed your mind other than eddie.

getting onto the ground immediately, scuffing up your knees as you did so. dustin was at your side almost immediately. crying and trying to get eddie’s head in your lap without hurting him.

the rest was a blur, you remembered him talking and you responding while it felt like your hearing had gone muffled.

you remembered having to leave him there, dustin tell you that you both needed to go and that they did it but something else happened, something bad. dustin basically had to drag you to the trailer to leave and regroup with steve, nancy and robin.

steve tried to comfort you but nancy had stopped him, shaking her head ‘no’ and telling him to try later.

you forced yourself to help gather things for the things they were doing for people that need help from the earthquake. knowing if eddie was here he would want to help and would want you to help.

when steve saw you dropping things off he asked you to follow him to his car, needing to give you something.

almost breaking down in tears as he got out eddies vest from his trunk, giving it to you and hugging you.

since then you’ve barely left the house, either sleeping all day and night or staying up all hours and fighting sleep since sometimes you’d dream of him. sitting in the shower for hours until your mom was knocking at the door and asking “are you okay in there?” and still denying phone calls. you havent even seen max at the hospital yet, which made you upset and curse yourself for being a bad friends but it was dreadful to even think about leaving your house.

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you moved around in your bed, flipping from one side to the other. you had been trying to sleep for hours now, finding yourself not tired at all once your head hit your pillow. it was well past 12 am and your mother had gone to your aunts house to help her do somethings which left you alone in the house.

something felt off, knowing no one was in the house but you still felt like you were being watched. you clicked on your lamp before sitting up in your bed, pulling the blanket off you and putting your feet on the cold hard wood.

shivering as you looked around your room, expecting something to be there but, it was empty. getting up and heading out if your room, going all the way down to your kitchen slowly.

you took a look around, the feeling of being watched never left you—if anything it felt like it was getting more intense. you grabbed a yogurt out of the fridge and a spoon and sat at your dinning table.

eating the yogurt quickly, wanting to be back up in your room as fast as you could and be surrounded by the comfort of your blanket and probably now cold sheets. you tossed the empty yogurt cup into the trash by the back door, taking a peek through the thin curtain that dangled in front of the small square window.

almost expecting something to be looking back at you or at least just something be there but, there was nothing, just pitch black and a lonely street light that flickered like crazy and barely casted any light. sniffling as you moved the curtain back to how it was before and tossing the spoon into the sink, cringing the loud clinking it made against the side of the sink and a glass cup.

you went back to the door and made sure the door was locked, thankfully it was and then going to the front door and checking it as well.

a little squeak came from upstairs, furrowing your brows, you had never thought of the windows or maybe it was just the house settling and if anything it would be dustin or steve and robin just checking up on you or something…right?

calming yourself down and starting to walk up the stairs, you didn’t hear any talking if it was steve and robin so you ruled out the noise being your friends because even dustin would talk to himself if it was him.

your nerves settled when you saw no one in your room, and you came to the conclusion that it was most likely the house settling. getting back into bed and pulling your blanket over you, it was colder than you remember.

you turned and took in a shaky breath, your window was open, fully open and the curtains you had were blowing in the wind. shooting up in your bed and scrambling to your window to shut it.

slamming it down and moving the lock, hearing another noise as you laid back down and pulled your blanket over your head. squeezing your eyes shut as you heard another noise, now it dawned on you that if something did come in you had shut and locked and exit point.

feeling the mattress dip next to you, hoping whatever it was would just go away. a hand pressed against your thigh.

“i didn’t mean to scare you princess”

your breathing stopped, it sounded like eddie. exactly like eddie.

the blanket was slowly being taken off you, you forced yourself to open your eyes and look at whatever was speaking to you.

it was eddie but something was off.

your lamp gave a decent amount of light, enough that you could see him. your eyes looking into his, his brown eyes now had a red tint to them and his skin was more pale.

“eddie?” you asked in a choked whisper.

eddie’s red stained lips curved into a smile, you looked at his teeth and furrowed your brows. were those fangs?

“the one and only” eddie quipped, he watched as your eyes became glossy.

you wrapped your arms around him quickly making him gasp a bit from the sudden movements. your face in his neck and hands fisting his leather jacket.

“m’sorry! m’so sorry, i didn’t wanna leave you there” you cried, gripping onto him tighter as his hand came to rub your back and he hushed you in soft voice.

eddie took in your scent, god you smelled good. it was overwhelming and made him go fuzzy.

“don’t worry about it sweetheart, all that matters is that i’m right here” eddie whispered, pulling you from him and taking his thumbs and wiping the tears from your cheeks and under eyes.

eddie brought his lips to yours, a soft kiss at first but quickly turning rough, your arms wrapped around his neck as his tongue slipped into your mouth. his body pushing your back down to your mattress and moving between your thighs.

“i missed you so much baby” eddie mumbled into the kiss, you whined against him as if saying you missed him too.

you gripped at his leather jacket, trying to push it off him and eddie helped take it off. tossing it onto your bedroom floor, you noticed his shirt wasn’t his hellfire shirt instead it was just a black tshirt.

your hands went to his hair, you could feel him grow hard against you. eddie lifted up, yanking off his tshirt and tossing it beside his jacket, your eyes locked on the faded scars on his sides. eddie leaned back down and kissing you softly before moving down to your chest.

kissing your skin and moving down lower and lower, lifting your shirt so he could kiss down your stomach. you left a bit embarrassed that you were horny just when your boyfriend comes and you should be doing something wholesome and probably crying more but eddie seemed like he wanted this just as much as you did.

you grabbed the hem of your shirt and pulled it up and over your head, eddie was already at the elastic of your shorts.

“eddie i want you-” you whined, sitting up on your elbows and looking down at him.

“and you’ll get me, i’m gonna taste you first. its been too long” eddie said sternly, cutting off your whining. he looked up at you and you couldn’t help but wonder about the red eyes.

the red eyes, pale and fucking fangs…god you would sound fucking crazy if you said it out loud, actually maybe you wouldn’t just four months ago you were in a different dimension fighting a demobats and vecna and hearing all the stories about some girl eleven and robin, steve, dustin and erica’s starcourt shit so maybe a vampire wasn’t something too out of the ordinary.

your shorts were being slipped off of you, along with your panties. his lips on your inner thigh, leaving sloppy kisses along your thigh.

“this might hurt a little bit” eddie muttered against your thigh. you bit your lip and took a deep breath, this wasn’t the first time you two had done things with pain involved but you were a little nervous.

you felt his teeth against your skin, feeling fangs start to puncture your skin. your hands fisted your sheets and your eyes squeezed shut. a soft moan slipped from your lips.

eddie let go of your thigh, licking the blood that leaked form the puncture wounds and humming in delight.

“tastes so fuckin’ good” eddie groaned, moving to your other thigh and biting again. you let out a whimper and your hand moved to his hair.

it felt good in a odd way. you hummed as he licked up the mess he was making and a gasp came as his tongue went from your thigh to your cunt.

eddie licked a stripe up your cunt before pushing tongue through your folds, one of his hand moving up to your boob.

his tongue lapping at your clit, you fought the urge to close your legs around his head.

“just like that eds” you mewled, back arching as he sucked and licked your clit. eddies fingers played with your nipple.

it was embarrassing how close you were already, but not having him or even masturbating was too blame.

“m’gonna cum, m’gonna fucking cum eddie” you moaned loudly, your legs closing around his head. your cunt clenching around nothing and you rocked your hips on his face. hearing him hum as he continued what he was doing.

your mouth stayed agape as you came, gripping his hair and trying to get him closer. moans fell from you as your rode out your high.

“off, off, its your turn” you panted, looking down at him as a he wiped his mouth the back of his hand. you pushed yourself up as he got up and off your bed.

eddie started unbuckling his belt and unzipping his pants and getting them off as fast as he can, your lips went to his neck, sucking on his skin hoping to leave as many marks as you could.

you kissed down his body till you got to his cock, taking his shaft in your hand as you licking up to his tip.

“oh fuck, it has been too long, no wonder you came so fast” eddie teased, you smacked his thigh with your free hand causing eddie to laugh.

wrapping your lips around his tip and moving your tongue on him, hollowing your cheeks and sucking on his tip before taking him all the way in your mouth.

hearing eddie groan, his head going back as his hand went to the back of your head.

moving your mouth up and down on his cock, taking him to the back of your throat and fighting the urge to gag.

fuck you missed his cock in your mouth, your cunt was getting wetter and wetter by the second and you were waiting for him to start fucking your throat.

it was almost like he started reading your mind because, his hand held your head still and he started to thrust into your mouth. the tip of his cock hitting the back of your throat over and over.

you looked up at him and he moaned loudly, cussing under his breath. you breathed through your nose and let him fuck your mouth.

“doin’ so fucking good f’me baby, so proud of you” eddie praised, spit dripped down your chin as you hummed around his cock.

“just breath baby, almost there then im gonna fill your fucking cunt” eddie said in a breathy moan, feeling eddies cock throb in your mouth. you moved your hand to his balls, massaging them and letting your eyes close.

after a few minutes eddie stilled, his cock down your throat as you breathed and waited for his cum to shoot down.

cumming into your mouth as his thighs tensed, you swallowed around him and opened your eyes to look up at him.

eddie’s hair was messy, bangs sticking to his forehead. he pulled his cock out of your mouth, his thumb wiping spit from your chin.

“perfect fucking cock sucker” eddie whispered, grabbing your jaw and bringing his mouth to yours.

your thighs we’re sore and you whimpered into the kiss, eddie guided you to lay down and he hovered over you. you wrapped your legs around his waist and winced at the contact on the wounds.

eddie’s hard on pressed against your stomach, “please eddie” you begged in the kiss.

eddie broke the kiss and leaned back, “only because you asked so nicely” he teased. eddie slid himself between your folds, making sure to graze your clit over and over before bringing his tip to your entrance.

you moaned as he pushed into you, stretching you out just like you remembered. eddie was moaning too, relishing in how you clenched around him.

“fuck, you’re so tight” eddie mewled, finally all the way inside you and watching you squirm underneath him.

eddie’s head rested in the crook of your neck as he started to thrust in and out of you, making sure to brush against your clit with his pubic bone. your nails dug into his back, clawing it up without any thought.

you felt eddie’s fangs brush against your neck, feeling his tongue lick where he was about to bite as you prepared yourself for the pain that was about to come.

a squeak came from you, your nails digging deeper into his skin and cunt squeezing him cock as he bit into your neck, hearing him moan as his fangs were in your neck. eddie’s pace never slowed, it was actually gradually getting faster.

“you feel so good” you whimpered, eddie let go of your neck, licking up the blood that poured out.

eddie’s hand grabbed your throat, squeezing a bit as you moaned loudly. eddie was panting loudly.

“i love you” you choked out, one hand leaving his back to grip his wrist. your cunt clenched around him, spasming as you got closer and closer to your climax.

“i love you so much” eddie groaned, feeling that you were close.

“cum- i know you’re close, fucking cum for me” eddie ordered, his hips hitting harshly against you. your eyes squeezed shut as you focused on cumming.

your legs tightened around his waist and your mouth made an o shape, your brows furrowing together as you came around his cock, ragged breaths and moans coming from you as he continued to pound your cunt.

eddie’s hand still around your throat tightening as your orgasm triggered his, your cunt squeezing him so tight it made it hard to keep thrusting.

his cum painting your walls, after a few thrusts, his hand easing around your neck as you took in deep breaths.

both of you panting and resting against each other. you rubbed his back trying to ease the scratches, if he could even feel them.

eddie pulled out of you and got up, he grabbed his shirt and came back to clean you up. you smiled at him.

after you both were cleaned up enough eddie threw his shirt back to the ground and crawled in bed with you.

eddie laid on his back and pulled you to him, snuggling into his side and holding him tight. you weren’t gonna let him go anywhere.

“i missed you so much” you mumbled into his side, closing your eyes and tangling your legs with his. eddie’s finger was drawing shapes on your skin, he smiled and mumbled “i know, i missed you too..”

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[mintys-musings]

His New Hobby (Kuro Kiryu x GN!Reader)

i knew exactly what i wanted to write.

Summary: Kuro seems to have earned a new hobby after spending some time with the outdoors circle and he wants to show you!

Tags: bondage, toys (just some vibrators), praise, overstimulation, mirror sex, mild dacryphilia, soft dom!Kuro because in my heart that's what i believe in, he calls you pretty lots, he also calls you baby and darling, creampie bc predictable

Word Count: 1305

NSFW under cut~!

"You're doing so well."

His voice was as loving and tender as it always was around you. His eyes trailed down your form before him, drinking in the sight of you tied up all pretty. Just for him.

Kuro had already made you come once just with his mouth before he had even finished all the knots. He couldn't help but get a taste of you once he saw how needy you were. It was fine for you to have an early release. He wasn't cruel. He wanted you to feel nice in return for indulging him in this.

Red and black ropes ran around your body in intricate knots and designs. A heart design right on your sternum, ropes weaving like snakes around your legs to tie them as they were folded. You couldn't see the way your hands were tied behind your back, but Kuro had explained to you that it was supposed to mimic a spider's web.

Kuro's lips trailed down your body, kissing each gap of skin between the lines of ropes.

"You're so good to me, baby." He brushed your hair away from your face and gave you a tender kiss. "Thank you for staying still for me. I'm so proud. I know I took my time with this."

You could only respond with a soft whine, his sweet words making you feel warm.

Kuro's eyes bore into yours with a passionate gaze. He had a look of pure admiration as he scooped you up into his arms. There was no place safer right now and no place you'd rather be.

"I want you to watch while I fuck your pretty body numb. Understand?" His hands wandered to caress and thumb over your skin like it was fine art. Your mind had all but ground to a halt at this point, in a near trance like state.

"Mhm..."

"Good good. I'm going to use some toys too, baby. You remember that, right?" He kissed your head as he brought you to the edge of the bed in front of a tall mirror.

You nodded.

"Verbal response, baby. I need to hear you." He moved your chin so you could look at him through the mirror. "You feeling okay about this still?"

It took a second for your brain to catch up, but you nodded again. Your eyes drifted from Kuro's awaiting gaze to the toys and tape on the bed.

"Yes. I'm okay. I remember." You recalled him talking to you earlier about all this. "Please fuck me, Kuro~"

Kuro let out a deep chuckle that you could feel against your back. "Good job, baby. Thank you for listening to me." His words were sincere as he reached for the toys he said he'd use earlier in this scene.

He taped three bullet vibrators to you. One on each nipple and one directly onto your sex. Your eyes never left the mirror, following his large hands as they put you into the exact position he wanted.

"You see how pretty you are?" He grinned, forcing your head up to look at yourself instead. "You look so good, darling."

More than yourself, you were staring right at Kuro's large, painfully hard looking cock. His thick tip was pressed right against your hole, leaking precum against you. You practically salivated at just the thought of it going into you.

"Watch." He commanded.

And you listened.

Your mouth fell open into a silent gasp as he sank you right down onto his cock. A deep groan could be heard from him.

"Fuck... You're so tight, baby. Look at that. Look at how well you take me."

He moved slowly at first. If anything, he was moving your body up and down his shaft like you were nothing more than a fleshlight. You couldn't help but watch as you were split open with each thrust, the sound of wet, sticky skin gently slapping against each other emanating from the two of you.

"You feel so nice around my dick. You're so good for me, yeah?" He was breathing heavily as he started to move faster. His balls slapped against your skin more and more. "God. I'm so fucking lucky to have you. You're so fucking pretty all tied up like this."

You couldn't find the mind power for any sort of response besides moans and gasps as Kuro thoroughly fucked you. You felt floaty, brainless, like the only thing that mattered was right now and how damn good everything felt.

And then he turned on the vibrators. High.

Maybe it was a lie to say he wasn't cruel. Or maybe it wasn't. Who knew?

When each and every sensitive point on your body was getting attention like this, blinding pleasure flooded your senses. You tried jerking away from the stimulation, but the ropes and Kuro's tight hold on you made it impossible to escape. The floaty nature of your brain quickly gave way to feeling every single cell in your body jolt with pleasure to the point it was nearly painful.

"Kuro!" You wailed. "Mmmngh~! 's too mu~uch~!"

Your wails were only met with a chuckle as Kuro thrusted into you with more fervour.

"You love it, right baby?" He teased, slamming himself inside your tight hole with no mercy. "I said I wanted you to watch. Look at you, darling."

Through watery eyes, you saw yourself in the mirror. Flushed face, drooling, trembling, hole getting stuffed with Kuro's girth over and over again. He made sure to fuck you hard so you felt every inch of him going in and out of you. He made you take him from tip to hilt with each thrust.

Each wet smack of skin only drove you further to the edge. It was hard to focus on anything else except the white hot pleasure you were being bombarded with. The vibrators kept changing their pulse patterns so you never had a moments rest.

Kuro wasn't fairing any better. He held you just as tight as your walls were holding onto him. He wasn't entirely silent, but the fact he only let out low groans and growls right into your ear brought a whole other level of intimacy to the scene.

One of his hands moved to your sex to play with it as he thrusted.

"You wanna come already, don't you?"

You nodded, eyes screwing shut.

"Verbal response, baby."

"Yes! Yes. I want to come so fucking badly!" You cried, completely at the mercy of Kuro's thrusts and each rapid pulse of the vibrators.

Kuro moaned. "Then come. You've been so good to me tonight. I want you to come all over my cock while I fuck my cum into you." He gritted his teeth and slammed into you repeatedly as hashly as he could. "Come for me. You can do that, right?"

"Yes yes yes—" You lost yourself as you finally peak. "Kuro~"

It was all too much all at once. Kuro's balls pulled taught as he slammed into you one final time to coat your insides white. In the same breath, your body convulses as best it could under your restraints as you come with a satisfying moan.

You hear a faint click and all the vibrators stop. Kuro grumbled curses under his breath as he held you tight, massaging your chest gently with his calloused hands.

You barely registered it as he kissed you. But once you did, you kissed back tenderly.

"Good job, darling. Thank you for indulging me again." He sighed in content, nuzzling his face into your neck. "Give me a minute. I still want to take pictures of you like this."

You giggled and watched through the reflection as some cum leaked out from you as Kuro shifted you on his dick.

"I love you, darling."

"I love you, too."

#Minty's Writing #esxreadernsfwweek2023 #kuro kiryu x reader smut #ensemble stars smut #enstars x reader smut #nsft es!! #kuro kiryu smut #once again... minimal proofreading sorry #Minty's Musings

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i think house of asmodeus was supposed to be that “call-out” scene, like ozzie praising stolas for giving up everything “for a thrust” was a great twisted way of the villainous-ish character doing the whole “your approval fills me with shame” trope.

but then stolas faced zero consequences so it made it all pointless.

like if we’re looking at officially released materials (not leaks, not speculation, etc.) what has stolas lost bc of his relationship with blitzo? right now, as of s2ep7, he still has his title, his house, his daughter, his servants. he “lost” his wife, but he initiated the divorce, and he never loved her anyway

so why didnt they have ozzie either be like “if you keep going down this path you’ll lose everything you love” not as a warning, but bc he’s a demon and loves watching people self-destruct. or have ozzie’s happen AFTER stolas loses immortality/his daughter/his job/etc.

and if we want to keep asmodeus as a more “heroic”/morally grey character, just have ozzie’s be him basically calling stolas out for pressuring blitzo into the deal. arguing real lust is everyone losing themselves in their desires, not coercing someone who feels nothing for you

better yet, make FIZZ the one who calls stolas out! maybe at this point he’s still mad at blitz about the fire but even he sees thru stolas’s bs. and deep down, fizz cares. he did look up to blitz once upon a time. i dont have the time or energy but im sure someone could write a blitzfizzozzie fix-it fic out of this

“your approval fills me with shame”

Yeah I loved that too! He really wasn’t saying he disapproved but he was saying how proud he was, like “that’s the spirit! Give up everything for sex!” It was just such a complex situation and I don’t think dating fizz changed any of that, the only thing it changed was mocking moxxie and millie but when you think about it? All they said was ‘it’s not the place’ which isn’t that big a deal. The hypocrisy accusation was built up well, but the fallout was kinda ruined by the ‘i knew it!’ Scene.

To be honest, stolas may still lose it all from what we’ve seen. He did not heed Asmodeus warning, or take Octavias worries to heart, at all. Hell even after Striker stabbing him and being left alone in hospital and singing his LMW song he STILL is obsessing over running away with blitzø and that’s scary levels of delusional thinking. It’s really not Blitzøs fault he became obsessed with him, and he doesn’t owe him a relationship or equal feelings. Seeing him be blamed for someone else’s choices is so frustrating.

Arguing real lust is losing themselves in their desires not coercing someone who feels nothing for you

The out of pocket “lust shouldn’t be forced, it’s an art” “no never that” exchange is the best we’re gonna get here

“if he’s maybe sorta my prisoner what kind of monster does that make me? 🥺🥺” as well. Like…crying in self pity because you aren’t sure if you maybe have been assaulting someone all this time.

Fizz could have said something about it in Oops but it seems like they want us to forget the lyrics and meaning behind house of Asmodeus instead framing it as an actual date.

— Cage Scene Rewrite 🎬—

“I saw princey cosying up to you at Ozzies. You’re both disgusting.”

“Says the royal chickens peppy sex doll!”

“Don’t play that card with me. That’s different, much less gross”

“The hells so different about it?”

“Oh I don’t know, the whole married with a family thing?! Even I have the sense not to make shit like that paraded around in public.”

“That wife of his aint exactly a saint from what I’ve heard, and I could give two shits about some royal demons marriage. Probably an arranged bullshit.”

“Maybe the wife is a piece of work, maybe their shit marriage didn’t have anything worth salvaging in it. It’s not just that. You know my one rule, the one thing people do, that I hate.”

“I…oh. Kids.”

“Yeah. Hurting kids. Scaring kids away, you’ve always had that in spades. But being a damn home wrecker?What a mess. The Blitzo I knew protected family no matter what, united people with none. Made them..made them feel like a part of something. Look at you now. Feh.”

“I…still try to do that. For Loonie and for-“

“Loonie?”

“None of your business. I wouldn’t fuck him at all if I had the choice. I can barely stand the sight of him, he’s hotter as a damn human than a slimy twig ass owl and those fuckers look downright awful. I’ve helped him mend things with his kid a bunch of times, chased her round LA, drove them both all the way to that damn knockoff Lo—-loo…

“Huh?”

“Uhhh….local uh. Bowling alley.”

“That was weird. Anyways. Big deal. You’re still trash. Bet she hates your guts.”

— cut 🎬—

Anyways yeah it’s still wonderful that fizz is the catalyst of everything that happens from the beginning. Butterfly effects always unite the two, he’s helping him with the crystal without him knowing, and he’s even helping him with gear for the sex client. Not fully understanding how gross it is..but the show would rather die than paint stolas in a bad non sympathetic light for the bad things he’s done.

#helluva boss critical #stolas critical

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Only You Take All of Me

AN: It's all over the place 🤙🏼🤪🤙🏼

Requested? @nattinatalia had a mini request when we were fic talking/brainstorming with @heavyhitterheaux and I'm using it bc we haven't had angst in a minute lol

Warnings: angst (Jack and Miriam arguing (and someone leaking the argument (spoiler))), angst, mentions of toxic drama, fan speculation, and smut at the end

Word Count: 5.9k words

It was almost eight in the morning and Miriam could barely hold herself up. She was so exhausted. She had a night shoot and it was mentally draining. Even more because her mom was her scene partner. She always dreamed of working with her mom because of how she perfected her craft, but not for this current project. 

They play mother daughter in the show, but they have a very strained relationship. The character Isabela played was very selfish and narcissistic, the complete opposite of Isabela in real life. Whereas Miriam’s character was timid and closed off and it caused conflict between them because the mom wanted her daughter to be more extroverted. Those dynamics ended up following Isabela and Miriam back home and it caused small arguments that often led to full on screaming matches. 

Miriam was venting to Jack about it a week into his tour and he suggested that she move into his apartment while she filmed. At first she said no because she didn't want to invade his space. He reasoned that they practically lived together already in LA and Louisville and that his place shouldn't be any different. Miriam explained that they were building their homes together. They agreed and compromised on almost everything so their homes look like a perfect mesh of both their personalities. 

Unlike his apartment, he already made that place his and she would just be invading it.

Jack reassured her that that wasn't the case and he wanted her there. She gave in after a few days and moved in. It was pretty convenient since it was a lot closer to the studio than the house her family owned. Little by little she moved her things in Urban's old room.

She turned the key and opened the door. She closed it and set the alarm before making her way to the kitchen. Something felt off when she walked in. She heard a thumping sound and the shower running in Jack's room. Which was very odd because she kept it locked and only went in to borrow a hoodie or jacket, and send him videos of her fucking herself because his closet had a sturdy mirror sliding door for when she used her sparkly dildo. 

Miriam reached for a large serrated knife and slowly made her way to his bedroom. She dialed Beto but didn't press the call button. She crept in the bathroom and cursed when she saw her naked boyfriend getting out of the shower. 

"What the hell is wrong with you?" She asked, putting the knife on the sink. 

"Me? I'm not the one holding a fucking cleaver." Jack said, drying himself. "Are you tryna kill me like when you killed Oscar Isaac in the movie?"

"First of all, this is a serrated knife," she corrected him, "and two it was for self defense. I thought someone broke in. What are you even doing here? You told me you were getting here at noon."

"We took a flight instead of driving." He yawned. 

"Oh well, welcome home." She said, yawning. "I'm gonna get ready for bed. What time do you have to be at the arena?"

"At five."

"Okay." Miriam nodded. 

She took the knife and put it back where it went. She went to her room. She put her backpack in the closet. Before she exited, she grabbed a pair of pajamas and headed to the bathroom down the hall; her room didn't have a bathroom. Miriam quickly showered and dried her hair. Once she finished her after shower routine and brushed her teeth, she settled in bed. 

She was about to doze off when Jack knocked and opened the door. 

"What are you doing here?" He asked. 

"Sleeping." Miriam mumbled. 

"You don't want to sleep in my room?"

"Nope, I got comfy." She yawned. 

"Can I sleep here too?" He asked awkwardly.

Miriam lifted the blanket and comforter. Jack got under them and attached himself to her. He kissed her shoulder and neck. He slipped his hand inside her top and began playing with her breasts, but Miriam shrugged him off.

"Jack, I've been on set for twenty hours. I'm really tired. Later okay?" She said, reaching over to scratch his beard. 

"No, yeah, sorry." He apologized then laid on his back.

"It's okay." She reassured him. She turned around so that she was hugging his side and draped her leg in between his. "I'm glad you're back. I miss you." 

"I missed you too." Jack said, kissing her temple. 

Miriam brought down the hand that was scratching Jack's beard and placed it on his chest. Jack lifted her hand and inspected her nails. He knew she got them done a few days ago, but didn't know what she got design wise. They were long square french tips with red splatters that look like blood splatters. 

"Are you on your period?" Jack asked her in a teasing tone. 

"No, I have the implant that goes in my arm remember." She answered sleepily, not realizing he was gonna say something out of pocket. 

"Oh so you must have cut your asshole tryna wipe your ass with these long ass nails." He said, trying to stifle his laughter.

Miriam gave him an unimpressed look. "Jack, go to sleep." 

She turned around so she had her back to him. In response Jack wrapped his arm around her and pulled her to his chest. Soon after they both dozed off. 

*

Miriam's phone loudly rang, startling Miriam awake. She got up and rummaged through her backpack to get her phone. It was one of the directors of the show. 

"Hello?" She answered, stifling a yawn. 

"Hi, hun, I'm sorry if I woke you." The director said. 

"It's fine." Miriam said.

"I'm calling because one of the cameras glitched last night when we were filming so we're going to need you back on set tomorrow. I know it's your day off, so I apologize." She said. 

"Yeah, I'll be there. What scene was it?" Miriam asked. 

"It was the gallery sex scene with Aaron." 

"Oh okay."

"Again I'm sorry I'm asking you to come in on your day off." 

"It's okay, honest." 

"I'll let you get some rest then. See you tomorrow then. Bye."

"Bye," Miriam said before hanging up. 

She sighed and made her way back to bed. It was about to be ten in the morning. She hadn't even slept for two hours. But she was alert and couldn't go back to sleep. Jack on the other hand was fast asleep. 

Miriam decided to get started on her day. She changed out of her pajamas into forest green fitted ribbed cashmere long sleeve top from KHAITE paired with charcoal grey trousers from The Row. She finished the look off with some low dunks that matched her top and some dainty gold jewelry. She did a simple makeup look and went to the kitchen to make breakfast. 

The smell of chilaquiles woke Jack up. It took him a second to process where he was. He lifted his head and frowned seeing Miriam’s side empty. He got up and went to the kitchen.

"Bro, why are you awake?" He yawned. 

"I got a call from set and they need me on set early tomorrow." She said, shoving a forkful of chilaquiles into her mouth. She chewed thoughtfully. “I’m doing what I was going to do tomorrow today.”

“I wanted to take you out for lunch and hang out for a bit before the show.” Jack pouted, pulling her close. 

“You can always join me. I’m going to the farmer’s market then hit up a few stores.” Miriam suggested. 

Jack groaned, “What if we stay in bed longer?”

“The farmer's market closes at noon today.” 

“Okay, I’ll wait for you when you get back.” 

Miriam nodded. “Sounds like a plan.” 

She finished eating and washed her dishes. Miriam left and came back a few hours later. She decided to only go to the farmer’s market and grocery store. The other errands she had weren’t that urgent. She entered the apartment and found Jack in the living room playing video games. He nodded at her as he listened to whatever the guys were saying. 

Miriam set her reusable grocery bags on the counter. She wasn’t surprised to see the kitchen cleaned up. She put the groceries away and went to her room to change into something comfy. Jack came in with a large panera paper bag. 

“I got you that toasted sandwich and mac cheese.” Jack said, placing the bag on her desk. He pointed back at the large box on her bed. “Then this came for you.” 

“I’m taking this to set tomorrow because I ate an embarrassing amount of the baguette slices with jam and cream cheese samples the bread tent has.” Miriam said. She went to him and reached for a pair of scissors then opened the box, revealing another box. “Oh it’s the PR box for the collab my sister did with Frankie’s bikinis. She wanted me to post some of them.” 

“Imma put your food in the fridge then.” he said leaning down to give her a peck. “I’m gonna get back to my game.” 

“Okay.” Miriam nodded. 

Jack gave her ass a hard smack then left her room. Miriam went to the closet and changed. She was now in one large band t-shirt and her panties. She placed the PR box on her bed and opened it. On top was a handwritten note from Katalina. Miriam removed the tissue paper under it and inspected the swimsuits. The designs were a mix of cottagecore and farmcore aesthetics. She was pleasantly surprised at the quality. She never wore the brand before and hesitated on buying from them, but the material felt nice and of good quality. 

Since she had some free time, Miriam decided to take pictures for her to post later. She set up her tripod and camera that she used when she self taped and took pictures. She changed into the first set. It was an ivory cropped top with matching bikini bottoms. 

Several bikini and one piece sets later she was done. On her MacBook she already picked which ones she was going to post. She was cleaning up and picking up the trash when a bikini set fell from under the tissue paper. She held it up and frowned. She had seen Katalina wearing it on the website’s look book, but there was no way she wanted her to wear it. It was very revealing.

Sure wore clothes that accentuated her body, but she never anything compared to the bikini. If she did it was in the privacy of her and Jack’s homes where no one else would see her. Miriam immediately facetimed her sister. 

“What’s up– dude you look so cute.” Katalina answered, pointing at the one piece she was wearing currently. “Your chichis look good.” 

“Bitch what the hell?!” She held up the bikini. 

 “What?” her older sister frowned. 

“Are these fabric scraps or what?” Miriam said. 

“It’s a bikini, mensa.” 

“Donde quepo en esto?” 

“Miriam, you’re being dramatic. It’ll look good on you. You have a fat ass and tits.” Katlina said, biting into her sandwich. “I’m sure your man is gonna like it.”

“Obvio, pero te pasas Kat.”

“How is this any different than when you wear sheer tops and dresses that show off your nipples and ass?”

“I’m covered.” she tried arguing. 

Katalina shook her head, “No you’re not. Now stop being extra. If you need the confidence boost, show your man. Knowing him he’ll say that you got him like a brick wall or whatever he comments on your posts.” 

With that Miriam’s sister hung up. Miriam sighed and examined the bikini once more. Maybe Katalina was right and she was being overdramatic. The swim suit wasn't that bad. She changed and looked at herself in the mirror. She looked hot. Her ass practically swallowed the bottoms and her breasts nearly spilled out of the top. The string holding the top was fighting for its life. 

"Jack?" Miriam called out as she made her way down the hall to him. 

"What's– turn around." He demanded when she got to him. 

"Why?" She giggled confused. 

Jack held his phone up to take her picture. "I need to update my lock screen." He changed the lock screen of her holding her Emmy to the picture of her ass he took. He grinned mischievously, “Okay now show me your tits so I can update my home screen.” 

*

Jack knew better than letting Miriam drive. Even more since they were in her cramped Audi. He had his legs folded up to his chin. The whole drive to the State Farm Arena he kept hearing a high pitched sound every time she stopped at a red light or hit her brakes.

"What's that sound?" He asked, finally getting tired of the squeaky sound.

"What sound?" Miriam asked, pulling up to the private parking lot in the arena. 

"Are those your breaks?" He gave her an incredulous look.

"I think so. Isn't that normal?" 

"No, bro, you gotta get your car checked. How can you drive? What if you get stranded because your car doesn't work anymore?" 

Miriam looked in the eye and said, "I could just Uber or call Beto and buy another car. What's the issue?"

Jack's jaw dropped. "Are you being deadass?"

"Yes? Why wouldn't I be?"

"Bro, your grandpa is a mechanic. You should know the basics of car maintenance."

“I’ll just have Beto take care of it, happy?”

“I would be happier if you’re sitting on me with my dick inside you.” Jack smirked. 

Miriam gave him an unamused look in response. She was ready to get out of her car, but Jack beat her to it and opened her door for her. He bent down and pulled the lever that opened the trunk of the car. He got his things out and shut the trunk. He placed his things and leaned against Miriam’s car. His legs were slightly spread so Miriam could fit in between them. 

It was easy for her to reach up and wrap her arms around Jack’s shoulders since his legs were stretched out. Jack pulled her closer and lazily hugged her. His hands patted her ass, making Miriam giggle before she pulled his neck down and kissed him. She cradled his cheek as their kiss deepened. She whimpered as one of Jack's hands slipped inside her top and he squeezed her nipples. 

“Ayo, can you two keep it in your pants until the show’s over? Jack still has to perform.” Clay yelled from the entrance. 

Jack pulled his hand out from Miriam’s shirt and flipped him off. Miriam took a step back and adjusted her top. She was wearing one of Jack’s oversized rugby shirts that kinda looks like a dress with how big it looks on her. She paired the shirt with some biker shorts under, so her ass wouldn’t be out for the whole world to see and her trusty Doc Martens. She placed her white Prada shearling tote over her shoulder. Jack placed his arm over her shoulders and guided her inside the arena.

Miriam greeted some of Jack’s friends from Loiusville that made it to his show as well as some of Jack’s industry friends. After everyone Jack also said his hellos, he was pulled to the stage so the crew can go over the details for tonight’s show. She felt a bit awkward since Jack usually was the one who would find ways to include her into the conversation with his friends. The few that she was closer to weren’t there, so she felt more awkward. Clay, Urban and the rest of PG were also out on stage; she had no one to interact with. She took a seat in a corner where Jack’s wardrobe was pulled out her phone so she could go over lines while she waited for him. 

“Yeah he already agreed and ordered everything.” she heard someone say. 

Not that she was nosy, or anything, but she paused her music and listened. 

“Jack said as long as the party ends at one then we’re fine. I saw his new place a while back and it’s fucking nice. The party is gonna go all out.” someone else said. 

Miriam frowned. She wasn’t aware that Jack had planned a party after his show. It felt like it was something he should have talked to her about or at least let her know that it was happening. It left a weird feeling in her gut. To suppress it she listened to her music at full volume. 

The rest of the evening passed in a blur. City Girls were halfway through their set and Jack was getting ready for his set. He and Miriam haven’t talked since he was all over the place making sure things were getting done. 

“Yo what time should we start heading to your place for the party?” the guy who was organizing the party asked Jack. 

“It’s not a party, it's a chill kickback.” Jack corrected him. 

“Same shit bro.” he responded. 

That was the last straw for Miriam. She smoothed out her shirt and went up to Jack. 

“Can we talk in private?” she asked him. 

“Yeah, let’s go out the parking lot.” he nodded. 

Miriam grabbed her tote and followed him. Jack didn’t reach for her hand or placed his arm around her like he usually did. He was busy responding to something on his phone. When they reached her car, he pocketed his phone. 

“What’s up?” he asked, pulling her back to the position they were before cock blocked them a few hours before. He rubbed her back affectionately. 

“Why didn’t you tell me you were having a party?” she crossed her arms. “If you told me that you were hosting a party I would have figured out where to stay.” she said in a more irritable tone. 

“Why do you need to stay somewhere else if you’re staying with me?” 

‘Is he acting stupid or is he not getting it?’ Miriam thought to herself.

“How the fuck am I supposed to be rested for a 7am call time when you throw a fucking party the night before!” she threw her arms in the arm. “

“Oh shit…”, was what he all could say when it clicked.

“You could have also let me know since, you know, I live with you and all that.” she mumbled. 

"Why should I have consulted you? It's my place, Miriam. You're just staying there temporarily." Jack frowned, confused.

"So you see us as something temporarily got it." she pushed his arms off her hips. 

"That's not what I meant." he protested. 

"You asked me to move in with you!” she exclaimed. “I uprooted myself from my parents' place to live with you. What am I supposed to think when you say that?"

“You’re having a fit over a party?”

“Do you hear yourself? I’m upset at the fact that you’re being inconsiderate and you didn’t think of me when you decided to have your party. I’m your partner and I live with you. The least you could do is let me know. If that’s too much for you then there’s a lot that we have to reconsider.”

“Are you serious?” he laughed in disbelief. “All this shit because I forgot to let you know I was having some people over after my show.” 

Miriam turned around so she was giving him her back. She was extremely frustrated and on the verge of tears. The last thing she wanted to do was cry and have him think she was trying to manipulate him or something. 

“Jack, are you out here? You have to go on in five minutes.” Urban said from the door. He took in the couple and instantaneously knew there was something going between them. “Y’all good?”

“Yeah,” Miriam nodded, smiling as if she wasn’t about to burst into tears. “Jack was just seeing me out since I can’t stay for his show. Tomorrow I have to be on set early.” 

“Miriam,” Jack said in a low voice. 

She didn’t respond. She got in her car and slammed the door shut. Jack got on the sidewalk and watched her drive off. He sighed and went over to his best friend. 

Urban took a hit from his blunt and looked at his best friend. “I don’t know what you did, but you better fix it.”

*

The following morning, Jack went out for a late lunch with his brother, Urban and Druski.. 

“You’re a fucking dumbass.” Druski shook his head at Jack. 

He had told the guys why Miriam left early and why she wasn't at the party. He also told them that she was upset over the party. The party didn’t end up happening at his place. Drama and the label arranged another party for him instead and everything he had planned was moved to the private venue Drama owned. He went home after the show to get ready and found the house empty. Miriam left a note on the fridge’s notepad that she was going to spend a few days at her parents’ house so she wouldn’t get in his way. 

Jack only lasted an hour at the party before going home. He then spent the whole night tossing and turning because he couldn’t sleep, knowing Miriam was in the same city as him and not sleeping beside him. He eventually walked out of his room and slept in her room because it smelled like her. 

“I agree.” Clay said before taking a huge bite of his omelet. “She, for some reason, sees a future with you and she could have easily just gotten an apartment or stayed at a hotel, but she felt comfortable enough with you to stay at your place. When I saw the video I thought–”

“What video?” Jack cut him off. 

“The one from last night. I never see her look so disappointed in you.” he casually said, picking a piece of bacon off his plate. 

“What video?” Jack repeated himself in a more stern tone.

“The one of you and Miriam in the parking lot…”

“You didn’t think about fucking mentioning that?”

“I thought you saw it.”

Jack pulled out his phone and searched himself and Miriam up. Almost instantly, the articles loaded. He clicked on the first one and scrolled through the article until he got to the video. It was a shaky video of them. What he and Miriam were discussing wasn't heard on video since whoever recorded them was pretty far away and was only able to record. Miriam looked like she was ready to cry at any second while he looked annoyed with her. He pressed the link from the video since it was a repost from twitter. The replies and quotes were dragging Miriam. They were calling her all types of names and wishing bad things on her for allegedly making him upset. 

“I gotta go.” He said, standing up. He pulled out his wallet and placed two hundred dollar bills on the table. 

He rushed to his car and drove to set. He went through security and they handed him a guest parking pass. Her designated parking spot was empty so he parked there. He spotted a few paps hiding behind a fence. He rolled his eyes and was about to knock when the door opened, revealing Aaron Taylor Johnson in a robe. It was slightly opened showing off his toned body. 

“Jack?” Miriam popped her head out of her trailer. She was also in the same robe. 

“Is this the boyfriend?” Aaron asked. 

“Yes,” She nodded. She waved in front of him and Jack. “Aaron, Jack. Jack, Aaron.” 

The two men shook hands. Once they got their pleasantries out of the way, Aaron made his way back to his trailer. Miriam motioned Jack to follow her inside. 

Jack had a whole speech prepared but it went out the window when he saw Miriam take off her robe. She was completely naked under it save for the nude g-string that matched her brown skin that she had to wear when she did sex scenes. 

“How did you find ranunculuses this late?” Miriam asked, changing into some black Calvin Klein panties. 

“What are you talking about?” Jack furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. 

Miriam pointed at the large floral arrangement by the coffee cart she has as she finished changing into one of his hoodies and some leggings. Jack got up to inspect the flowers. He was the only one who bought her ranunculuses, specifically the light pink blush ones and the peach ones. They were Miriam’s favorite flowers, but her friends and family stopped buying them after her and Jack began dating. ‘At least they’re white’ Jack thought to himself. White was her least favorite color for flowers. He turned the vase around and saw an ivory envelope in between two flowers. He pulled it out. There was no name or anything on the outside. 

“Oh what the hell, I didn’t see that.” Miriam commented. 

Jack handed her the envelope. She opened it and rolled her eyes. She passed him the envelope back and walked up to the vase. Wordlessly she walked to the kitchenette where a metal trash can was and stepped on the lever of the trashcan. She let the vase drop in it and took her foot off the lever without any other.

“What was that?” Jack laughed. 

“Read the card.”

Jack pulled out the car and read, Hey, I heard about you and Jack. HMU when you want - Russ

“This is the last fucking straw.” He grumbled. He aggressively pulled out his phone and started typing furiously. “I let a lot of shit slide, but sending my girl ranunculus and implying that we broke up is where I draw the fucking line.”

“I’m still your girl?” Miriam asked in a quiet voice.

“Yeah, why would you think otherwise?” 

“Last night we said some things, I said some things… I don’t know…” she said quietly.

Jack walked her to her couch and pulled her onto his lap. He affectionately rubbed her thighs. He pulled away from her thighs and held her hands. 

“I acted like a dick last night. I don’t see us as something temporary and I apologize for making you think that. You mean everything to me, and I’m sorry for not showing you that last night.” Jack said sincerely. 

“I’m sorry too for how I reacted. It’s your place and you should be able to have your friends over.” 

“It’s not just my place, it’s our home.” 

“Yeah?” 

“For as long as you want me.” 

“Well good thing I kinda want you forever. Even if you don’t comment under my thirst trap that I posted in order to get people to focus on my ass rather than us talking in the video.”

“Hold on, you posted a thirst trap?” Jack pushed her off his lap to get his phone out. 

He got on instagram and the first thing he saw was her ass. He was about to comment on it, but he got distracted with the comments. They were similar to the threats and replies he saw on the video. He posted this instagram story and then commented on her post.

Jack via Instagram Stories

@'mdm: not my sister designing cute shit, obsessed with these @'frankiesbikinis @'katdominguez

@'jackharlow: 👊🏻 my 🥩

->@'mdm: bye 😭

->@'fan: I thought they broke up?

->@'mackshipper: Why?

->@'fan: there's a video of them arguing at his show and she left in her car when his set started

->@'mdmxjh: I hate being like this but we don't know what happened and ee should stay hold back on commenting. They probably weren't even arguing Miriam has a rbf and talks animatedly

@'katdominguez: okayyyyy 🔥🔥🔥

@'messygossippage: I don’t think your thirst trap is gonna distract us from how toxic and manipulative you are to Jack. He deserves someone who loves him unconditionally and always has his back

->@'mdmxjh: I don't think speaking on things you don't know are gonna distract us from your shitty website and unnecessary drama you spew

***

Miriam pulled out her phone and called Jack. He was in Louisville since last night since he was the MC or hosting some sports event at the University of Louisville today. She wasn’t going to make the event since she was booked for work, but they gave her the rest of the weekend off since she came on Monday to redo her scenes. So Miriam decided to surprise him and fly out to Louisville. She wanted to spend the weekend with him since he was going to be in New York the following week for SNL. 

“What’s up, bro?” He answered. 

“Not even a ‘hello, my love, I miss you and I’m counting the days to see your fine ass.’” Miriam sassesd him. 

“You don’t like it when I call you corny shit like ‘my love’.” He pointed out. 

“Anyways, I ordered something and I accidently put your Louisville address. And I just got an email that it was delivered at your place and they left it out outside the gate. Can you check?” she said, leaning against the gate of his house. 

“You know I can see your ass through the cameras, right?” Jack laughed. 

He hung up before Miriam could muster up a sassy comment. He appeared a minute later and opened the gate door for her. He pulled her to his arms and kissed her deeply. He picked her up the back of her thighs and carried her inside. Jack walked them to the couch and helped her out of the hoodie she was wearing. He groaned seeing Miriam slowly rutted her hips against his for some sort of relief. 

It had been weeks since they had sex. The last few days they’ve been so wrapped up in each other’s presence that they forgot to get each other off. Nothing could interrupt them. 

“Yo, they were out of ciabatta so I got you sourdough.” Clay said, walking in. He watched as MIriam and Jack scrambled to get dressed. He shook his head, “I wasn’t even gone for ten minutes. How the fuck did Miriam get here so fast?”

“I’m taking my key back.” Jack said. 

Miriam snorted because somehow Clay and Jack began going back and forth. She got the couch and went upstairs to Jack’s bed. She was tired. She had a night shoot the night before. When she got out of work, she went straight to the airport to catch her flight to Louisville. She got under covers and nuzzled against the pillows, welcoming Jack’s scent. 

When she woke up, it was well into the afternoon. She heard the shower running, so she assumed Jack was getting ready for his appearance at the university. She got out of bed and stripped off her clothes, joining him in the shower. She wrapped her arms around and looked up. Jack gave her a chaste kiss, earning a pout from her. 

“Any other day, I would have you bent over, but we’re running late.” he said, getting out of the shower and letting her finish showering. “We leave at thirty.”

“Jaaack.” she whined. 

“Thirty minutes.” he called as he exited the bathroom. 

Miriam quickly showered and did her makeup. She didn’t have time to properly dry her curls to make them look extra bouncy. She just added some product so they wouldn't get frizzy. She changed into a white low cut crop top with some beige yoga pants and her white and black Nike Cortez’s. She went inside Jack’s closet and looked for a jacket. She found a vintage Cardinals windbreaker jacket and put it on. She was about to walk out when Jack bumped into her in the doorway.

“Is that my jacket?” Jack asked. 

She looked up from her phone; since she wasn’t taking a purse she was putting her ID and credit card behind a polaroid she had of her and Jack in her phone case. She tilted her head and asked,“Why do you always ask questions to things you know the answer to?”

*

Jack watched Miriam unamused as Ree took a body off her breasts. Thanks to her low cut top, the bright pink plastic shot glass fit in between her breasts. Ree squeezed some lime on the top of Miriam’s exposed breast and added a dash of salt on. She placed her hands behind her back and effortlessly tossed back the shot with only her mouth. 

After Louisville Live, Jack and Miriam went to a party that one of his friends was hosting. They couldn't make it to Jack’s Atlanta show, so they were hosting a kickback for the end of his American leg of tour. When Jack and Mirima showed up, they got separated. The girls of the group haven’t seen Miriam in weeks and they wanted to catch up. What Jack wasn’t expecting was for them to be all up in his girl’s tits. 

He looked over to Urban. “You gonna get your girl?” 

“I don’t know, Miriam looks like she’s enjoying it.” Urban smirked. 

Jack didn’t respond. He pushed himself off his seat in one of the couches and walked up to Miriam and the group. He reached for her hand and tugged her outside. 

“Jack, what are you doing?” she giggled confused. 

He walked them to his car and unlocked his car, opening the trunk. “Get in.”

“Why?”

“Because if you don’t, I’m going to bend you over the hood and fuck you.” 

Miriam did as she was told. She jumped hearing the trunk’s door slam shut. Jack pulled her to him and desperately kissed her. Without breaking their kiss, he helped her out of their jacket and he pulled down her top, exposing her breasts to him. He ran his thumb on her sensitive nipples. Miriam leaned back, giving him better access, and quietly moaned out as he gently nipped under her breasts. Both of his hands were on her nipples, twisting and rubbing them. His tongue traced the pert peaks. 

“Jack, please fuck me.” she whined. 

“You don’t gotta tell me twice.” he mumbled against her chest. 

She got off his lap and took off her shoes and pants. Surprisingly the trunk was spacious even for her to lay back. Jack pulled down his pants and boxer-briefs down to his knees. He ran his hand over his length, fighting the urge to jerk himself off to Miriam’s body and coming all over her. He lined himself up at her entrance. He slowly pushed his cock into her. Miriam moaned out in pleasure. 

“Fuck," he groaned. “Missed being inside your pussy.”

Jack gripped where her thigh met her hips and kept thrusting into her at a slow pace. He was still nervous to go any faster. He picked up the pace as Miriam met his thrusts.

“I love you.” They both said at the same time. 

He wrapped one of her legs around him, bringing them closer as he took her. Since he was still kneeling, he reached forward and used one of Miriam's shoulders to anchor himself as he sped up. He got lost in watching how her breasts bounced feverishly with every rough thrust. Her breath hitched at how good it felt. Jack must have noticed, and continued thrusting in that spot. The familiar feeling came over her once more. Miriam was about to come, and Jack knew it. His thrusts got more precise, hitting where she needed him.

“Come on, Miriam, let go for me. I know you have it in you.” He encouraged her. 

That pushed her over the edge, and she repeated Jack’s name over and over until her high faded. Jack continued thrusting in and out of her. His thrusts grew sloppy. After a few minutes passed, he pulled out and jerked himself off. He cursed Miriam's name and released all over her stomach and chest. He sighed contently and laid next to her. He leaned over her and gave her a kiss. 

“Jack, you ruined my top. I can’t go out with your semen on me.” she frowned. 

“Oh really?” he responded sarcastically. “That’s a shame. I guess we have to go home.” 

Miriam via IG stories

Jack via IG stories

Taglist: @cherryxcreme @heavyhitterheaux ​ @carma-fanficaddict ​ @youngharleezyxo @youngharleezy ​ @babyharleezy ​ @that-90s-girllll ​ @alinaharlow @whywontyoulovemecami @meyocoko @harlowcomehome @nattinatalia @webinurcloset @gassyandsassy1 @jackharloww @awhore4moree @noescapricho-essentimiento @a-moment-captured @neon-lights-and-glitter @purecinnamonextract

#jack harlow #jack and miriam #jack harlow smut #jack harlow angst

[pedriswife]

I'm so proud of pedri's goal 🥹

So can you write a story which reader come to pedri's match and proud of his goal so after the game ended, reader and pedri goes to home and reader let him take control bc of his goal??

Sorry for long request ily ❤️

Warning! Smut ahead (his goal omddd, I'm so happy🥰, don't be sorry for the long request, I love them all 🖤)

☆

The game ended with a win for Barcelona, Pedri's goal, putting them ahead of the opposing team only 18 minutes into the game. The team was very happy, this being evident in their voices being heard singing in the changing room as you waited outside for Pedri so you could finally go home and celebrate his goal.

He finally came out, his hair sticking to his forehead and his face still having a tint of red, immediately pressing a kiss to your cheek whilst pulling you into a hug.

"Another goal, huh?" you whispered against his skin, rubbing circles on his back, as you felt him nod contentedly, visibly proud of his performance in the game.

"Let's go home, hermosa. We've got some celebrating to do, " he said, giving you his signature wink as you felt excitement bubbling through your veins. You left hand in hand, making your way to the car park and finally getting to go home.

☆

"How about you go to our room and strip hermosa, huh? I'll join you in a minute, " He asked as soon as you were back at your apartment, his breath husky against your ear as you nodded, already feeling wet from only his words.

You made your way to your bedroom, slipping off the nr 8 jersey and your jeans in the process, sitting down on the bed whilst unclasping your bra and throwing it to the floor, your panties soon following. You lay down on the bed, waiting for Pedri to join you in the bedroom but soon getting bored since he took a while to come up.

You started to touch yourself, teasing your clit with your fingers, a soft gasp escaping your mouth as you spread your legs further to give yourself more pleasure. Your fingers gathered your juices as you flicked your clit, having to bite down on your bottom lip to suppress any more noises coming out. Your other hand made its way to your breast, gently fondling it at the same time, giving you the extra pleasure that you craved.

"Couldn't wait until I came up hermosa?" His voice boomed in the room, a shocked gasp leaving your mouth as you saw Pedri standing in the doorway near naked, only having his boxers on. Your face warmed up, having been caught touching yourself as he came over to you, grabbing your chin, making you look up at him.

"How about I take control today?" He asked, his eyes filled with lust as you nodded, a "yes" leaving your mouth as he pushed you back down on the bed.

His lips were now on yours, moving in sync as his tongue entered your mouth, deepening the kiss. A small moan left your mouth, which he immediately swallowed up before moving to your neck and jaw, placing feverish kisses on your skin, no doubt leaving marks.

Your hands were on the material of his boxers, pulling the garment down to reveal his hard cock that was already leaking precum, making him hiss as you swiped your thumb over the tip, spreading the precum over the top.

His mouth was now surrounding your nipple, gently sucking on it, a moan bouncing off the walls of the room as you threw your head back in pleasure, a gasp of his name soon following as he entered you, your juices already soaking his cock.

He started to thrust into you, his pace never stopping as his cock hit your g spot every time, making you moan out his name repeatedly, your nails scratching down his back. His hand made its way to between your legs, his fingers grazing over your clit as he gave you teasing touches whilst still pounding you into the mattress, a scream of his name leaving your mouth as your back arched off the bed.

You were already close from touching yourself beforehand, your orgasm fast approaching, incoherent begs leaving your mouth, pleading Pedri to let you cum. He continued to thurst into you, the sound of skin slapping heard throughout the room as he finally decided to bring you over the edge, his cock repeatedly hitting your g spot as he flicked over your clit, your orgasm washing over you as you came all over his cock, your core clenching as moaned.

After a few sloppy thrusts, Pedri came, his cum filling you up as profanities left his mouth, his hair once again sticking to his forehead.

The two of you stayed still as you caught your breath, Pedri leaving soft kisses over the marks that he made beforehand, your hands smoothing over his hair.

"We should celebrate my goals like this more often," he said against your skin, giving him a breathless laugh in return knowing that whether he scores or not, a match day will always end in some good sex either way.

#pedriswife answers #pedri #fc barca #fc barcelona #pedri gonzalez #pedri x reader #pedri imagine #pedro gonzalez #pedri smut

[marshslovedone]

The Forest

Damien x F!Reader smut one shot

CW: F!Reader, smut, Public sex, oral sex (F!Receiving), P in V, scratch marks, role play, size kink (if u squint), nicknames (slut, whore, baby, etc), cream pie,

✧༺🎀༻✧

I walk around the forest with a flashlight in my hand as I explore. I was adventuring around to see if I can find any ghost or demons, I sighed as I go to sit down knowing my only result is to summon one of if I can’t find any. I go to my bag as I pull out candles and then draw out a pentagram with ashes.

Once I finished I lit the candles as I sit in front of it and then say out words to summon a demon. After I said it all that was heard was the sounds of nature. I pouted as then the candles soon blew out and then relit with blue flames as soon as glowing appeared on the ground soon appeared the son of satan himself.

damien

“So you summoned me hm?” the demon stands above me as I stared into his red eyes. I just nod slowly as the demons smirked.

✧༺🎀༻✧

“you like this? you like this don’t you?, what a slut”

“Y-yes! baby I love this so much!!”

I grip onto damien as he pounds my pussy in a fast pace. I felt my nails dig into his back as the go all the way down his back. My nails keep dragging down his back every time I move them back up. My white dress getting dirty from all the dirt and leaves on the floor.

Damien continuous pound my pussy on the ash pentagram I made for his summoning. Before he began fucking my hole, damien made me stand up and lean against a tree as he sucked on my clit while fingering me to prep me for his big cock, which was already out when he ate me out.

“R-right there! Oh damien!”

“feels good hm? You love when I hit your sweet spot”

Damien bites his lip as he looks at your messy face. Your mascara running down your face as mouth was agape letting out the sweetest moans that damien has ever heard. Damien throws his head back as he kept going. He enjoyed being on top of you.

He loves how you submit to him instantly under his touch. He loves seeing you unravel for him. He loves when you beg for more and to move faster. Soon damien lifted your legs to put you in a mating press as he soon went deeper which he noticed making you moan out loudly.

As damien kept moving he soon felt himself coming close as he goes to rub your clit so you can cum before him. He saw you moan out as soon later he saw your legs shake with pleasure as he felt his dick soaked in your ecstasy. That moment made damien cum deep inside you. He came so much in you it started leaking which made damien thrust into the cum in you more.

“Thank you, thank you princess for doing that roleplay with me..<3”

✧༺🎀༻✧

this does not give an invitation to request for damien when I open my inbox I only made this bc me and @mccormicksgirl were talking about damien fucking u in a forest concept and I had to write it,,, I hope this doesn’t sound mean im still taking a break from him :( <3

#south park #south park fanfiction #south park x reader #south park x y/n #damien thorn #south park x reader smut #damien thorn x you #south park smut #damien thorn x reader #entry way to hell (heaven) #damien thorn x reader smut #damien thorn smut #damien thorn x you smut #damien x y/n #damien x y/n smut

[biomic]

i had heard rumblings about the "bi-generation" over on twitter, since apparently the star beast and the giggle's plot synopses both got leaked, and like most people i was extremely skeptical about it, especially bc from the little i saw it seemed like its main purpose was to open new doors for doctor who to become a bigger franchise, i.e. "here's the main dr who over here and here's a spinoff with this dr who and another with this dr who"

and while that could definitely still be in the cards, the fact that its primary function here is to let the doctor rest, to heal after everything they've been through, to finally have an "ending"... i can see now why we're renumbering back to "series 1" for ncuti's tenure, as this feels like the culmination of the entire revival so far and maybe the show as a whole. i already know fans will argue about this for years to come but for me, right now, this feels like the perfect way to cap off the 60th celebration

#anyways im going to go weep for an hour now. #kendrix morgan died for our sins #doctor who for ts #doctor who spoilers// #dw spoilers//

[stawpny]

GUYS I AM BEGGING YOU

SOMEONE DRAW NEW YORK IN THE 1989 ERAS TOUR OUTFIT OR THE REPUTATION ONE

PLEASE I WOULD LITERALLY COMBUST AT THE SEAMS

AUGHHH

🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏

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anyways, ik a lot of ppl go on here and see when I post, hoping it’s headcannons and I just disappoint them

so here’s some hc’s for u children

ny and the south edition! (pls I don’t know much about the south so don’t kill me 😭 I’m a new yorker)

(the quotes with names on it are southerners communicating with NY or whoever else u want, but more specifically NY)

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- NC and SC always force NY or any other state who would hate it to sing and/or play the banjo when singing a song at a campfire. Even if they suck at singing or playing the banjo!!!

-speaking of campfires, I believe that the states usually have fires every Summer and Autumn. most get together and sing songs and stuff (u can use this idea if u want)

-New York was forced by Gov to make sure a southern party didn’t go terribly. He stood by the door while Texas wouldn’t leave him alone. He stole Texas’ hat when they all passed out, drunk and still has it to date.

-as (maybe) stated before, York plays a lot of instruments, and sometimes they force him to play the acoustic guitar, harmonica, banjo, electric guitar, etc. The NE makes fun of him for it.

-acts gay especially in front of the south just to make them pissed. he’ll flirt with them and make them uncomfortable with the high amount of gay in the room with them. Florida just goes along with it, laughing and pointing at all the southerners that turn away out of embarrassment.

-made fun of Texas and California when they were outlaws and they just joined the union. “I’m tha toughest cowboy ya will ever meet!” “Mhm.” “DONT JUS’ HUM AT ME!!” >:( -Texas

-They know better than to mess with a northerner. Texas doesn’t though, he’s just stupid. York punched him once and he swore he saw him crying to Virginia after.

-has bit many southerners, does not regret it

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-“Gimme yer best ‘yeehaw’” “yeehaw..” “Ya can do better than that! I’ve heard ya yell at Jersey.” “yeehaw.” “York, I swear-“ “YEE- FUCKIN’ HAW!”-Texas

-“just add some ol’ bay, it’ll make it taste better.” “No it fuckin’ won’t. Keep that shit away from my brownies.”- Maryland

-played poker against Texas, won and almost got shot by him. (Sore loser)

-“what are yous gonna start growlin’?” “GRRRRR-” -Kentucky

-“nah yer good ‘ere.” “Yous are ontop of me. I dunno if I should feel turned on or uncomfortable..” -Georgia

-“off-brand me.” “southerner you, which makes better.” -also Georgia (Empire State and Empire State of the south)

- “who made you this way..?” “The man yer datin’, Y’know, Mass’.” “He would never-“ “Gin, yous even know the answer to this question, it’s an obvious yes.” -Virginia

-“get rid’a the car at this point.” “Hey! I spent my life savin’s on ol’ reliable ‘ere! I ain’t gettin’ rid o’ her if she jus’ has a leak!” “Life savin’s? Jesus, what’s wrong wit’ yous?” - Tennessee

-“ that’s ‘cause Sippi’ wants a sip of that dick.” “WHAT. I ain’t gay!” *crickets* “GUYS PLEASE-“ -Mississippi

-“are yous happy to live in this shithole?” “Hey! I work hard to make this house a home!” “Work harder next time. This looks like if a hillbilly came in ‘ere trashed the place. Y’know, that makes sense knowin’ that yous idiots live ‘ere.” *walks away* “HEY! YOU TAKE THAT BACK!” -Alabama

- “I HATE YOU!” “NUH UH! I HATE YOU MORE!” “‘nuh uh’ really proves yer point, north.” -NC & SC

- “Mais sha, ya really know how shade the south, huh?” “I’ve had enough of all of yous and I’ve seen ya at yer highest and lowest, so I know what will make yous cry later.” “Uh huh, do me then.” “Nah. Don’ get me wrong, yer barely tolerable, but ya don’ get one.” - Louisiana

(loui was upset later bc he didn’t get one 😭)

-“I swear, ya say anythin’ about me bein’ in ‘misery’ then I’m gonna-“ “Nah, I don’ care ‘bout that. What I do care about is why you like mules better than horses. Isn’t that like the whole southerner thing? Horses and idiots with hats?” -Missouri

-“are yous even apart of the south, or are you like the West Virginia of Kansas?” “JESUS IS GONNA NEED TO BLESS YER ASS SOON, WHAT THE HELL DID YA JUS’ SAY TO ME?!” “I’m Jewish.” -Arkansas

-“yer mid-atlantic, but I understand why ya don’ go to family dinnahs wit’ the Northeast. If I had an excuse, I would use it too.” “You guys are scary up there, I’m shocked you still go to those things. In the ‘contract’ they said they were optional.” “FUCKIN’ OPTIONAL?!” -Delaware

-“I will eat your face.” “Uh huh.” “PAY ATTENTION TO ME OR IM GOING TO DO SOMETHING DRASTIC!” “Uh huh.” “AAAAAAAAA-“- Florida

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could u tell I got lazy at the end?

anyway, I hope you liked

I spent so long on the quotes, trying to come up with a good one was the hardest part.

and I know half of them are reaaally bad 😭

augh

I have no clue what to do for the next chapter of a fic

but anyways, ily guys

<3

#wttt #welcome to the statehouse #wttsh #wttt new york #wttsh headcanons #wttsh new york #wttt headcanons #wttt southern states #wttt south #ARG #please 🙏 #draw him I beg of you #(jk) u don’t have to #I just think he would look hot

[rainymoodlet]

rainymood exclusive! our newest bachelor? daniel taylor re-emerges with surprise announcement for 'garage' fans.

you heard it here first! after ten years of peaceful retirement in the desert hills of starlight shores, host of "your dad's garage" daniel taylor has stunned fans new and old with the leaked confirmation that he will in fact be the latest bachelor chosen for simnation's "kiss me in komorebi".

that's right! another bachelor challenge for your feeds! i have always wanted to do one, and who better than with dan? the deadline for entries for this casting call is september 1st! for more info, see below!

more facts about daniel: you may recognize him from sammyshuno's mini bc! (known as david tyler) daniel taylor was known as the bob ross of the woodworking world in the 90s - the host of a thirty minute segment called "your dad's garage", his home improvement show lifted him to a b-level of fame and celebrity recognition for the two seasons it ran. however, while filming season three, an accident lead to a circle saw flying up and cutting him across the face. the injury took months to heal, and in that time, daniel's peak had come and gone, and he had no desire to win it back. he took a step back from showbiz, living out his "retirement" nestled in the wide mountain rages of starlight shores and rising to recent rekindled cult status with his tiktok channel and camping vlogs. what started as a fun way to re-engage with his hobbies became an opportunity for a new start in the spotlight, his agent said - and after the soft intro of being seen with jupiter york, the next step was clearly to sign him on for a show with a title that has the vibe of a mid-2000s kdrama... right?

general guidelines.

accepting sims of any gender identity, young adult/adult. daniel is 40 years old, and has been out of the limelight for the past 10 years. consider this for your sims! they may know him from the original run of his show, or his reruns, or his tiktoks, or... not at all!

occult friendly!

no romance-based traits (outgoing, etc. are allowed, but 'romantic' or 'alluring' are no-nos; unflirty is fine!)

please include their traits, aspiration, their age (in number) and their height! it might not be that important, but for posing? i'd like to know 😏

i love to read any kind of backstories, fun facts, or impressions or thoughts you have about your characters to give me a good idea of writing them! i love to set up my sims in-game with the traits, likes, and skills they're given in creation to have autonomy work as realistically as possible!

this will be a syndicated tv show, like nbc's the bachelor. it will include behind-the-scenes posts, too, things the cameras don't see (because third person omniscience, babey) consider this in your applications!

i will be combining all manner of mods and gameplay rules for this challenge: the first impressions system, wicked whims, etc. i've decided on two households of candidates, so that will be 14 sims in total!

use as much cc, skin details, etc. as you like, and feel free to give your contestant an outfit in every category! i only ask that you definitely give them a cold weather outfit, and that you keep it to one outfit per category.

the show will be taking place in mt. komorebi! it's gon be cold. daniel is a huge nerd and wants to do outdoor activities, hence...

please tag me in your posts with the @ feature!! or tag the post "rainymoodletbc"

thank you so much for reading this far! i hope you guys have as much fun writing your contestants as i have drumming this up! i will be coming out with more posts and information about daniel as the days go on: there's a lot going on right now, so i thought this would be a perfect time to drop a call for auditions!!

@foxsimthings @aniraklova @buglaur @morrigan-sims @adrasteamoon @hauntedtrait @gothoffspring (just taggin ppl who were interested i am not tellin you to make sims tylkjfslkj you don't have to!!)

#ts4 #ts4 edit #ts4 bachelor challenge #kiss me in komorebi #ahhhh its hereee #these are such lazy edits i feel but i just wanted to provide enough of a base post for y'all to get my drift ;~; #i am so excited and i can't wait to see what you guys will come up with!

[elliebean714]

Hi! I'm new to ypur blog, but I noticed that you write for certain Bioshock characters- Would it be alright if I asked for some random Atlas fluff, or a cute fluff request with subject delta where he mistakes a female citizen in rapture as a little sister bc of her height and is all 'MUST PROTECT MY BABY' around her?

Thanks so much! Feel free to dm me/send a request to my inbox.

UGGGHHHH I WISH BOTH WERE AN OPTION??? THANK YOU SM FOR REQUESTING BIOSHOCK??? I LOVE YOU FOR THAT???💖💕💘💞💗💘💓 went with delta tho cus bioshock 2 is my favourite of the three+delta is my favourite protagonist, not that the competition was sparse yk? Faceless white guy, awful white guy or father of the decade? Yeah easy choice. Luv em all tho xx kinda diverged from the request a bit hope that's kay♡

I'm Just Short

Subject Delta X Short!F!Reader

Fluff

During-Game

Fire crackled in red barrels and water leaked from the ceilings, occasionally Dr Lambs creepy voice would boom over the screechy intercom.

You were running, being chased by Lambs splicers for rescuing a little sister, almost out of bullets.

Heart pounding in your chest, feeling the ice of the rapture floor against your cut, sore, almost bare feet from how torn and old your shoes were. You ducked behind some cover as more splicers began searching for you. They had you pinned down.

After a few moments of contemplating your options, you hear something heavy thumping around, gunshots, fire, and a Big Daddy's groan.

Oh shit.

Adding a Big Daddy to your list of problems, her options dwindled down significantly. You were not going to even think about trying to kill that thing, you were far too low on ammo and supplies. Not to mention how weak you were, even just against one splicer.

You had to run. He had distracted the splicers chasing you, no-one would notice you disappear. Taking a quick look up you saw the amount of splicers was already down to two or three. You looked for a good, fast path out of there.

Once you found an easily accessible route, you sprinted for it as fast as your legs could carry you. Then you heard the thumping behind you, like the big daddy was running after you.

Panicking, you ran into a room and began barricading the door with anything heavy you could move and searching every nook and cranny as fast as you could for supplies, you were lucky enough to find a first aid kit and a couple of shotgun shells, but nowhere near enough to help with fighting a Big Daddy.

The footsteps get louder and louder as you duck into a corner, hoping the lack of light in the room would make you harder to detect if he managed to get in.

And he did. After a quick push, he easily entered the room and, to your horror, made a beeline right for you. You prepared yourself for the worst, shocked to see him only leave his hand out for you to take.

Unsure of what was happening but with no other options you shakily took his hand. Surprised by his gentle nature when all he did was help you stand. After ensuring you were not injured he picked you up and placed you on his back, like you were a Little Sister.

Before you could protest he was on the move, after a few minutes he dropped you off at a corpse and began laying traps down like he was preparing for something. Confused, you just looted the corpse and stared up at him once you were done. He look down at you like he was waiting for something.

"What? You want me to get Adam from it? I'm not a Little Sister, and I don't have a needle so I couldn't even if I wanted to." You told him, becoming increasingly agitated by his confusion.

When he saw that you weren't harvesting any Adam, he just lifed you up and put you on his back again. This time carrying you towards a Little Sister vent.

Before setting you down he lays his hand over your forehead, like he's rescuing a Little Sister. Once he's done he sets you down safely beside it then stands back like he's waiting for you to climb inside.

"I can't fit, you idiot. I'm not a kid. I'm just short." You tell him.

But he only stares at you patiently. You just sigh and mumble something about him being an idiot then try to fit into the vent. Although you shockingly actually fit through the vent.

"Uggh. What the hell." You grumble before deciding to climb the rest of the way through.

What I Write~

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TWD

Dano

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~Elliebean714

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[plentyoffandoms]

Day 31 🎃 Free Choice

Kenny Omega & Wardlow x f/Reader (18+)

Requested by @nicoleveno14

Warnings: Some swearing. Descriptive sexual acts. Minors do not read. Unprotected sex. Oral (m receiving) NSFW under the cut.

Gifs and photos do not belong to me.

Just like all my other stories, this has not been proofread, but please enjoy.

I hope you like it.

Is it way past this date? Yes. Did I still want to get it out? Yes.

YN's POV:

My whole body felt like it was on a fire as Michael pounded into me. His hand covering my mouth as he is trying to keep me quiet.

We are in some room that he pulled me into because he couldn't wait until after tonights show to fuck.

Michael bent me over and pushed up my skirt, pulled my panties to the side and slammed into me.

"So tight. So wet. So fuckin' perfect." He groaned out as he continued to fuck me. All I could do was whimper against his hand.

His other hand was wrapped around my waist, holding me tight against him and keeping me up right.

"Gonna cum again baby girl? Yes you are. I can feel you. Cum for me baby." Michael moaned out and I came, hard. I was shaking as he fucked me through my orgasm.

He was already bringing me to my third one quickly when I heard the door open. "What the fuck?" A voice that I knew to be Tysons questioned. I looked over and the two of us make eye contact.

"You gonna stay and watch or fucking leave?" Michael growled out, but he didn't stop fucking me.

Tyson hasn't moved as he continued to watch us and I clenched around Michael when I saw Tyson's dick twitch in his pants.

Michael slowed down slightly as he bent over me to lean down to whisper in my ear.

"You want him to join?"

I nodded my head yes at him. "He can't fuck you though baby. Your pussy and ass belong to me."

"My mouth." I whimpered out. Just the thought of Tyson fucking my throat had my eyes rolling into the back of my head.

"Get over here Tyson." Michael said and Tyson walked over like he was in a trance.

"YN here." Michael said as he ran his on hand down my back. "Wants to taste you. You okay with that?"

"Yes." Tyson breathed out. Not even a moment later, Tyson's hands were on the back of my head, easing his cock down my throat.

"Don't have to be gentle. She can take it. Can't you baby?" Michael said as he pushed my head down Tysons cock.

"Oh fuck. Oh fuck." Tyson moaned as I took him completely down my throat.

"Her mouth can bringing anyone to their knees. Go on Ty. Fuck her face. Don't hold back. I don't."

That was all Tyson needed as he started to fuck my face, just as fast as Michael is doing to my pussy.

I came over and over again as I was used by these two men. My jaw is starting to hurt but I never once asked Tyson to stop.

The two men were muttering and groaning as they fucked me. Both of them trying to outlast the other one.

But Tyson cried out my name as I felt the first rope of his hot cum hit the back of my throat. His grip on head head tightened as his hips stuttered against my face as I swallowed it all.

"Fuck that was hot." I heard Michael growl our behind me.

He pulled out of my pussy and I fell to the floor as he shoved his cock into my mouth and came with a load groan.

There was so much it leaked out of the corners of my mouth, but I quickly wiped them with my fingers and cleaned them, when he pulled out.

"If you two want to ever do this again. You know my number." Tyson said as he was leaving the room.

"Maybe bring a few others." Michael said. I looked up at my tall man. He was looking down at me.

"I think this one would like that." Michael said to Tyson as he saw the look on my face."

"Yeah, I think you're right." Tyson said with a smug look on his face.

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