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q1ngqve · 1 month
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ᝰ MEAN SUNDAY !
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✶ 𓏲ּ ꩜ 𓂅 sunday x fem! reader ⋆ he is mean and makes you ride his shoe :(
CW; praise / degradation, dry humping on his shoe, orgasm denial
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your hands tremble as you wipe them down on your skirt, sweat coating the lines of your palms, creating the illusion of glitter splattered all over them. a silent curse echoes in your mind as the man before you taps the tip of his shoe on the ground, a signal for you to look up at him.
“m’sorry.”
he releases a breathy chuckle at your apology, his pupils dilating as you look up at him from your position, your knees digging into the sky blue carpeted floor.
“what for? to my knowledge, you did nothing wrong.” he responds calmly, his words laced with sarcasm, “your words, not mine.”
as the words sink in, a heavy weight settles in the pit of your stomach, and a wave of dread washes over you. your head shakes slowly, and your teeth sink into your trembling bottom lip, a futile attempt to hold back the rising tide of fear and guilt. tears well up in your eyes, blurring your vision as the realization hits you that you've disappointed him, and you're unsure of the consequences that follow.
“I didn’t mean to make you mad… just wanted to spend time with you.”
his head cocks to the side, a faint crease forming between his brows, his annoyance evident yet overridden by an underlying amusement. with a devilish smile playing at the corners of his lips, “didn't mean to make me mad? angel, you did just that.”
heat rises to your cheeks, lowkey feeling proud that you've managed to provoke a reaction from him, especially since he's usually a patient man. "s'not it... you've just been so busy, I wanted you to relax." your eyelash flutters hopefully, trying to diffuse the tension with your reasons.
“by locking me in my room so I’d miss the appointment with my guests?”
you purse your lips, head lowering once more, shame creeping back as you feel your body shrink under his gaze. although he's smiling, the tension in his expression and words betray his true feelings. you've never seen him so angry and cutting, and it stings more than you anticipated.
your head jerks up suddenly, chin tilted upwards, the skin on your neck stretching at the pull of his hand wrapped around the roots of your hair. he tugs firmly, forcing your eyes to meet his, and your lips part involuntarily as your breathing quickens. as you stare into his golden eyes, you spot a mixture of frustration and lust swirling within them, intensifying the tension between you.
“since it’s your first time, I’ll go nice on you, hmm? how’s that sound?”
he crosses his right leg over his left, the sole of his shoe hovering directly in front of your face, the tip barely grazing your cheek as he releases his grip on your hair and leans back against the couch.
“go on then, get yourself off.”
your own head tilts to the side in confusion, clearly baffled by his comment and unsure of their meaning. you search his face for any sign of an explanation, “what? you think you’re getting my cock tonight? after what you did this afternoon? you’re adorable, angel.” he gestures at his shoe with his eyes, and it hits you — he wants you to ride it.
your heart rate increases, pounding in your chest with each hitched breath you take, adrenaline coursing through your veins as you look for confirmation, but all he does is give you a glance before picking up his phone and dialing his guest.
his eyes bore into yours when he notices you're still in the same position, and you feel a shiver runs down your body as his gaze holds yours, compelling you to act on instinct. without thinking, you scoot yourself towards his shoe, feeling a rush of heat as you spread your legs apart, allowing it to settle between your thighs, body hovering inches above it.
he looks away once again, fully engrossed in his business call, his free arm settling on his raised lap, white-gloved hands smoothing over his dress pants mindlessly.
your thighs tremble as you take one last look at him, a mix of nerves and anticipation egging you on. with a shaky breath, you sink yourself down slightly, just enough for the tip of his shoe to come into contact with you. you bite back a whimper as the hard material press snugly against your clit, making you jolt.
despite having done little more than rock back and forth timidly, your hands instinctively reach for his leg as you feel your own start to weaken from the intoxicating sensation. your eyes flit nervously between your arousal and his face, trying to gauge his reaction to your actions.
soft whines escape your lips as you start to give in to the embarrassing and degrading situation, knowing that this’ll satisfy him tremendously. he barely spares you a glance when you slide further onto his shoe, the rough laces on it making you jolt again as they come into contact with your clothed clit. your brows twitch when you feel your juices seeping through your panties, coating his shoe. the knowledge that you’re ruining it has your pussy clenching around nothing, forcing more wetness to gush out in the process.
completely lost in lust, your hips rock on its own accord as your mind switches to autopilot, surrendering fully to the heat building inside you.
“sunday…”
he releases a silent curse under his breath, his fingers twitching underneath his glove as he watches you bite back your moans, distracted by the sensation of his shoe against you. nothing his guest is saying over the phone registers in his mind; his attention consumed by the sight of you. his eyes would flicker over to your face every few seconds, and he feels himself strain against his pants uncomfortably. oh, how he wanted to fuck you on the spot, but he needed to teach you a lesson.
the knot in your stomach tightens, and your head falls forward, your forehead landing on his thigh as you cling on for dear life. your hips continue to grind down, seeking more of the intoxicating high his shoe provides. a soft yelp leaves you when you feel him subtly adjust his feet, curving them up just enough for the tip to tease at your entrance.
you don’t bother hiding your whines any longer, his name tumbling from your lips uncontrollably like a mantra as you grasp onto the feeling of your near release.
“my apologies, mr. —, but I’ll have to call you back.” a soft plop sounds from the couch before you, and your head lolls back once again, pulled by his hands on your roots. another pathetic moan escapes you as he leans down, his face closer to yours.
a smile plays on his lips as he watches for your reaction when he pushes his shoe upwards against you, eliciting a gasp of his name, and his eyes glimmer in awe. he feels like his dick is about to explode any second, and the feeling of your thighs clenching around his shoe only adds to the intensity of blood rushing down south.
tear streaks form on your cheeks as your eyes threaten to close, overwhelmed by the euphoric sensation coursing through you. the knot in your stomach finally reaches its tipping point, and you can feel yourself teetering on the edge of release.
“cumming—”
sunday snickers lightly at your reaction before pulling his feet away, returning them to a wide manspread. your fingers dig into his knee, and a desperate whine echoes through the room. your head shakes, eyes wide and glassy as you gaze up at him, silently begging for him to grant you your release.
“oh, don’t cry, angel. it’s what you deserve for messing up my schedules.”
he stands and pulls you up with him, guiding you to lean against his body by wrapping his arm around your waist. you collapse against his chest, hands reaching out to grip at his sleeves as your body gives out from exhaustion and sensitivity.
apologies tumble from your lips repeatedly, and he laughs softly before silencing you with a gentle kiss. his lips meet yours tenderly while his hands massage your nape with care, a total opposite of his mean words from before.
“now go to bed, and we’ll deal with you again tomorrow.”
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lei-llustrations · 5 months
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jc can't escape his fate of becoming a milf
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“Sorry Jin Ling, he’s OUR uncle now” He is irresistible to all, the platonic Mumcle energy is too strong even apart from him being a MILF
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transexualpirate · 5 months
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i LOVE when a group consisting fully of heterosexual writers decide to make a male also heterosexual character but they want to write silly little jokes as well to make the character interesting and funny. and they see gay people's existence as a joke. so they made that "heterosexual" man the gayest most flamboyant man in the history of ever for shits and giggles. and they're like haha that's funny right! this is funny! because he's a Regular Straight Guy but he's performing this Gay Acts which is gross and stupid, isn't this funny? why aren't you laughing? meanwhile the queers are staring at the character like this
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deardarlingthings · 1 year
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I needed to make a post off of this one because... it just explains so much more. This hits so many new tones now- this show is known for their layers and callbacks and now going back to that moment even though it was wrong, he made Keeley practically bid for him as a trauma response. He had another lady he knew bid on him, almost guarantied as a safety net. This man has never known a lick of peace as a child. As a teen. Hell, his father took him to the redlight district to become a man at fourteen years old. A night that Jamie even now, comes to barely remember most likely because he blocked it out. Hell, if he was in the district, god knows if his father was making him do to forget or to be more of a man. a child being forced to lose his virginity to an adult because a parent said that was what you needed to be a man. From a man who abused him constantly. Verbally. Physically. Mentally. Every form imaginable up to present day. Topping that- his mother wasn't exactly in the picture- did she know how bad he was and left him with his father? His mother never fought for him. He has been alone. Building those walls to be like his dad because no one ever messed with him. Jamie Tartt as far as we know, up until AFC Richmond, has not known a father figure, a friend, no support system, no healthy relationships. The one person he found solace in as a kid, the man who he had a poster of on his wall, and someone who coached him one on one for several months while knowing he was being used as an emotional punching bag {and dealt with because in a sense, trauma response, used to it}, feels safe enough to tell him this. Feels free enough around him. Jamie found sanctuary in the one man who he idolized for years. and you bet your ass Roy Kent will protect his loved ones and family. Jamie has found a family in Richmond, and has found that and more in Roy fuckin' Kent.
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arrowmaker15 · 26 days
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Roy: Could-
Jason: No.
Roy: Why-
Jason: "Why not?" Listen, Roy, I'm willing to do a lot of things with you for the sake of causing our mentors pain. But this takes the cake for the dumbest idea you have ever had.
Roy: It's not that bad-
Jason: You want to try and jump across the gap of a volcano with a modified car! Nevermind the logistics of that, I not only enjoy my girlfriend, but also being alive again!
Roy: Okay, fine! Damn.
Jason:
Roy:
Jason, remembering the best point to make: Plus you're responsible for a whole child!
Roy: As opposed to half a child?
Jason: Roy!
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minecraftbookshelf · 1 year
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Priorities
Scott: “so you social anxietied me into a political marriage.”
Xornoth, face-down on the floor: *distressed noises*
Scott: “To someone 80% of our allies are one bad day away from declaring war on.”
Xornoth, quiet and miserable: “Yes”
Scott: “To someone I have never met.”
Xornoth: 😭😭😭
Scott: “Well is he cute at least?”
Joey, watching from the sofa with a bowl of popcorn: *collapses in raucous laughter*
Xornoth: …
Xornoth: …
Xornoth: “So about that…”
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a-st-art · 2 months
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whetstonefires · 2 months
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In principle a teleporter who conserves momentum could survive a long fall by teleporting to exactly the opposite side of the planet, then back again once they reached the peak of their arc. I think this is a very funny image in its own right.
It is! I laughed.
It does require certain assumptions about how the system of teleportation conceptualizes the arrangement of spacetime which make me anxious, though.
If your motion is contemplated as being on an absolute plane then the two 'downs' are opposite and cancel each other out. Which is easy to visualize, but it also puts you in grave danger of not having your speed and vector matched to that of the planet anymore in your new position and flying off on a 66k+mph tangent into the void of space. Or into the ground, depending. And that's just considering the rate of orbit around the sun, not the rotation of the galaxy etc.
I think that is too scary, and my teleportation system will coordinate relative to the gravity wells of planets whenever possible rather than trying to do advanced spaceship math every time I go anywhere. I would definitely die.
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okaybutmakeitgayer · 2 years
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Wally, at 3am: the birds work for the bourgeoisie!
Dick: what
Wally: Batman is a billionaire, right? And Batman is connected to a lot of the bird-themed superheroes!
Dick: the birds DO work for the bourgeoisie
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mudstoneabyss · 4 months
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honestly charlevin nation this is not making me. the most optimistic
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maladaptivewriting · 5 months
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Will there be remadora at all in golden king??
wouldn’t YOU like to know!!
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gothsugarbunnidisco · 8 months
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unreleased weird al songs are actually so funny to me because it’ll be like a 50 second clip of him singing about chicken nuggets to teh tune of david bowie or something and i’ll think “huh, i wonder why he never put this on an album” so i look it up and it’s like “weird al was BANNED from releasing this song on threat of a LAWSUIT”
youtube
youtube
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clove-pinks · 6 months
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Happy Canadian Thanksgiving to my friends celebrating today! I purchased the components for Canadian Loyalist Pumpkin Pie, but last night I was too busy making an absurd amount of chicken soup. (This is what happens when you fantasize constantly about preparing chicken soup for various fictional characters and historical figures, etc., and then you obtain a free surprise large box of fresh chicken).
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rhapsody-tomoe · 2 months
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Life isn’t direct
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Just some simple hand lettering :)
Cheers~
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mccall-me-maurice · 1 year
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lotf but it’s a pig head and not a sock
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demovamp · 1 month
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im trying so hard to write dom sukuna for this overstim drabble, but i just can't see him other than a bratty sub. he's just so... not dominat in bed... like, stop making orders and bend over, damn. 😒😒
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