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iloveaustinelvisandmannymore · 5 months

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Lovers dispute

Pairing: Toji fushiguro x reader

Warnings: Hate sex, Blindfold, Gagging, Bondage, Fingering, Hair pulling, Betrayal, Murder, Fighting, Torture, Cum-shot, Augst, Hurt / Comfort, Tears, Ex-Cop reader, Yakuza Toji, a bit of Dubcon.

Summary: You thought your past was buried and gone. Oh how very wrong you were.

A/n: Fanart, not mine.

"Mornin' baby," Toji gently whispered into your hair as he kissed your head, "Mornin' to you too." you hummed as you opened your eyes and set your chin on his pec, glazing up into your husband's smaragdine eyes "Do you have to go?" you asked softly as you reached up, caressing his bruised cheek, a mark left by the courtesy your 'step-father' "he'll raise hell n' I don't feel like dealin' with that bullshit." Toji kissed your palm "Besides the meeting won't be long." he reassured you as he moved your hair out your face, his large hand resting on your cheek.

"Okay. fine. I love you." you sighed rolling your eyes, already feeling the rising hate for the man your husband calls father."Oh, I know you do." Toji replied with that devilish smirk and pulled you into a passionate kiss before leaving your comfortable bed to get dressed.

You frowned while you watched Toji look for a suit to wear, you hated that he couldn't just skip it, but being the head brunch's son he'd not only show great disrespect, he'd also dishonor the Zenin family. You scowled, that family didn't deserve honor or respect, especially his father from Toji of all people but your words would be nothing, you're a foreigner and not born of a highly known family.

No, to them you were more a pet that they let Toji have Instead of a wife.

When you came to Japan you didn't plan to fall in love and marry a member of the yakuza, after all, you disliked Toji at first, a woman or two always on his arm, gambling away money, and picking fights with unfortunate souls who either earned it or was there at the wrong time. Over time you learned there was more to him, he was broken and you couldn't stand by and not try to help, days you spent listening to him, comforting him, and simply having fun, you can't pinpoint when it happened but happened all the same and you wouldn't change that. But you didn't come for that.

You came to eliminate the yakuza.

You see in your country, you had a nickname from high Officials, you were called the 'Reaper of kingdoms' and known for stealthy worming your way into gangs, into crime empires, and destroying them from the inside out, very few have seen your face or had read your real files, and those who weren't so supposed to were killed. No, loose ends.

The prime minister of Japan had heard of your service from one of your co-workers visiting the country and seeing as the yakuza was getting more and more powerful, he hired you, that was the plan but life works differently and you don't regret it. "See ya later baby," Toji spoke as he bent down to kiss your cheek and left for the meeting.

As much as you'd like to lie down and wait for him, you too had to do errands, you huffed and left the warm abyss to bear the cold air for suitable clothes and you were on your way to the grocery store. Humming you picked items and items from the shelves of the lively supermarket, walking to the drinks sections you stopped as you grabbed and held up different types of milk when that old gut feeling crept up. You put one of the milk back in the freezer and the other in your shopping cart. You continued, subtly looking behind you, once you turned your head a dark figure slipped into an isle and disappeared. The Mysterious person shadowed you the entire time and only varnished when you finished paying yet you knew it wasn't over, it mostly never is it. Just as you were putting up your groceries in the back of your car suddenly did the sounds of running footsteps coming towards your direction

The gut feeling came again and your combat training kicked in as the attacker reached you, a knife in hand. they tried to slash you but failed as you nonchalantly weaved and kicked the knife out of their hand, they barely had time to get their weapon as you gripped their hoodie from the back with one hand and the other on the trunk door. You quickly shut the lid and slammed the person against hard metal, they groaned as they fell to the concrete "You bitc-" they managed to croak out before you placed your sneaker-covered foot to their throat "Who are you?" you questioned, your (e/c) was filtered with the ice cold of the antarctic. "You're gonna regret this-" "Wrong answer." you snarled digging your heel into their pinned throat, the sounds of their choking and gargling had attracted people's attention.

"Ma'am?!" a man shouted, distracting you enough for your attack to push your leg away and run off. You watched angrily as the person hurried off, they looked behind them, and the hoodie that hid their face flew off. Your eyes widen as you get a good look 'No.No!Not her!' a dreadful, fearful feeling consumed you. You were snapped out of that as a hand grabbed your shoulder and without thinking about it, you latched on the person's arm and flipped them over said shoulder. The fear on the man's face made you realize what you did, and whispers and pointing of the scene finally pushed you to enter your car.

Why was she here? You could think of one reason and you knew you needed to find her before she could do any damage.

You spent the rest of the time waiting for Toji and doing chores. Toji got home with gritted teeth and a spine-chilling glare, it was like he was looking past you and into a vision of his father, the day was a quiet one, tensions high of unspoken anger and worries, and unlike, even in the strong arms of your husband, the worry did not fade if not it had worsened but by some miracle, you fell asleep.

Weeks upon weeks you looked for Ava. The search looked more and more pointless as you couldn't find a would trail, and you felt hopeless. You knew she wanted vengeance for her gang, in all the time you were deemed the Reaper of kingdoms she was the one who had gotten away, and she followed you to Japan, you assumed she had been stalking you and was plotting something and for the first time you feared whatever her plan was. You sighed and rolled your shoulders as you walked into your house, pulling your keys onto the key hooks by the door, Toji said he had something to discuss with his parents and he wouldn't be home. So you headed to the living room when you faltered at the sight of your father-in-law merely siping away his tea with Toji by his right...Toji refused to glaze at you instead glaring at the table "Ahh, if it isn't Miss 'Reaper of kingdoms'." Toji's father; Kenji chuckled humorlessly as he sat down his teacup on a coaster, his cruel gray eyes bore into you. Your body froze, feeling the cold and heavy dose of dreadful realization of the situation "Kenji-" "DO NOT ADDRESS ME BY MY FIRST NAME!! DECEITFUL WRETCH!!" Every part of you worked to not flinch at his volume and the sound of his fist hitting the wooden surface of the table "You took advantage of my kindness and my son. And now you will learn I am not always ruled by my kindness." Kenji cleared his throat and fixed his black tie.

"Take her away," he ordered, and unexpectedly Multiple pairs of hands restrained you and dragged you away. They had thrown you into a torture room that must have been in the head house, the room was almost bare, sporting a chair with cuffs bolted into the wood, a flat futon, and tools. Sleep was unreachable as the look of indifference Toji had given you kept you awake. It was like you were a stranger again, a person he wanted nothing to do with. You loved him like you never loved before..what if he hated you? A single tear escaped as the thought graced your mind No..no he couldn't right? Soon tears ran down your cheeks as you sobbed, curling into yourself.

You cried until you couldn't. You couldn't tell how long you've been down here, you spent most of the time on the futon with your back to the door, they gave you little to eat and drink even then you didn't touch it. Thoughts of where you and Toji stand and the ache of the unknown devoured your being. Like clockwork, someone opened the door and walked down the wooden steps to your small room.

No words were spoken for a while "So you haven't been eating?" Toji said, "T-Toji?" you stuttered as you sat up on the little mattress, He looked as handsome as ever, he wore simple black jeans and a gray shirt, his hair in its usual state, and his jade eyes shined cold as he peered down at you. "I'm so sorry." you begin as he slowly lowers himself "Don't. Just...just don't." Toji cut you off before you could continue, he pinched the bridge of his nose "I can't even fuckin' look at ya for too long without-" Toji huffed "Eat okay? I'll come back another day." with that he left you in the dimly lit room, not once sparing you a glance.

The real torture started after you began to eat, you were stripped, whipped until you bled, beaten in all different shades, and tied up. Today they forced a blindfold on your wary eyes and a ball gag passed your clenched teeth and then left

an hour late, the door opened as someone walked in, and soon the sounds rustle of clothes being shed.

You tightened your fists.

Regardless of being bonded, however, this person is, you weren't going to let them take you without a damn fight.

"They sure did a number on ya." you sat up from your lying person and you unclenched your fists. You tried to speak your husband's name but failed, the gag in your mouth became covered in your saliva from your failed speech. You jumped as his hands pushed you to lay back down and his knees nudged your legs apart "It's been so long." he whispered into your ear, his warm breath smelled heavily of sake "I hate that I fuckin' miss you." he hissed, his fingers rubbed your lower lips and clits roughly, the coarse padding of his digits felt amazing against your sex-deprived heat. Your eyes rolled back behind the black silk of your blindfold as he sank a thick finger into your soaked cunt, he slowly, agonizingly slow, pulled it out and slammed not one but two back in, your surprised cry came out mulled. He held nothing back, each hard thrust and curl was accompanied by the wet palp of your leaking pussy, your slick no doubt covered his whole hand.

He grew bored soon and decided that he'd have the main course now. His fingers left you and he wiped your wetness onto your thigh and got into position "Ya used me." he spat before slamming into your messy cunt, driving his bulbous tip to hit your cervix and his heavy balls smacked the curve of your ass, leaving stinging sensation. "'n I think it's fair I use ya," Toji grunted, throwing your legs on his broad shoulders and griped your hips with his strong, painful hold, He thrusted forward. The first was harsh and was followed by an equally unforgiving second to a third to a fourth thrust that quickly bled into rapid, brutal pounding. You cried and shook your head as your body jerked up and down the thin futon, the pleasure was overbearing "Goddamn, such a tight cunt." Toji groaned and stood up, lifting you with him, leaving only your shoulders on the ground as he ruthlessly jackhammered your pussy from above you.

You could do nothing but take it and imagine what he looked like, how sweat-covered Toji's muscular build was, his broad, scarred chest and shoulders shining in the dim lighting, his thick biceps bulging from his hold on your hips, his black hair stuck to his forehead, as he pants and groans, his skilled hips jerking as he pounded and ruined your cunt for anybody else. You couldn't help but imagine the view of his thick, girthy nine inches cock drilling into you, your juices flying and coating the dark hair around his base and balls. You yelped as Toji bend down, his dick reaching deeper into you than before as he picked you up from the floor and wrapped his arms around your lower back, his brutish hammering directed upwards, slamming into that toe-curling spot.

You came when a hand took hold of your hair and pulled it down, your pulsing walls gushed out your release. Toji growled as his thrust sped up before he yanked himself out, for a moment all you could hear was his grunting, panting, and groans until a hot liquid graced your stomach and you were un-too gently sat down on the floor. He didn't speak to you the whole time he put on his clothes and left you there.

You numbly remember two members of the gang ungagging you and taking the tear-filled blindfold off. Of course, they left a wet rag to clean yourself up.

Toji hadn't visited you since. And you don't believe he would. The torture continued, but the pain was nothing compared to the pain of knowing that the person you loved the most hated you. You didn't know how long this would continue but you knew one thing, you didn't want to be stuck down here until Kenji determined whether to spare your life or not, you wouldn't allow him to decide your fate. You eat every meal and drink every drop of water, slowly but surely gearing your strength and waiting for the moment to review itself. You didn't have to wait long.

Two men came into the room, laughing and pushing each other, the men looked new to the gang and arrogant in the stupidest of ways. Just your luck. "Well, isn't the little traitor. How are you today?" one of the men, cooed mockingly, squatting down beside you. The man had terribly bleached hair, that looked like a five-year-old dyed his hair, and cut like a sad excuse of a mohawk, his teasing grin showed off his yellow teeth and he adored cheap shit and chins. His Partner didn't look any better. You didn't say anything "What? Ain't gonna talk?" the man behind him taunted, his own shit-eating grin on his face. "Hey Jiro hand me your knife will ya?" 'blondie' asked over his shoulder his eyes never straying from you "Sure man." 'Jiro' chuckles darkly, he receives his lame pocket knife from his pants and flips it open before handing it to 'Blondie'.

"Now why don't we have some fun?" his grin turned crooked as he inched the blade closer to you, just as the knife was close to your face, you griped his wrist tightly and kicked his stomach, the momentum knocking him on his ass and causing him to let go of the digger and right in your palm "You bitch!" 'Blondie' spat as you stood up. He scrambled to get up but fell back as your knee made contact with his face, easily breaking his nose. he groaned before going lay still and unmoving, blood steadily pouring out his crooked nose.

"And stay down." you spoke coldly then looked to your next victim "W-what the fuck!!" Jiro stared in terror as you calmingly stepped over his friend's body, blade in your hand. "Are you just gonna stand there?" you asked, which seemed to knock some sense into the man as he ran to you with his fist raised beside his head, you waited when he was about to swing to duck and slash his chest, while he was stunned you kicked his knee out from under him. An echo thud rolled around the almost empty room as he succumbs to unconsciousness.

Quickly you tore Jiro's suit off his body and put it on, it didn't exactly fit but it would do. Pocketing the digger and the key to the door, you locked them in and made your escape. You couldn't stay in Japan, it was time to go back to your country.

Toji had never felt the pain of betrayal when you expect the worst out of people it was hard to feel, disappointment and the treachery of someone you love. Toji wanted to hate you, he gave you a part of him that he showed no one, no woman had gotten anything but sex from him but with you it was different, you made him feel like everything was gonna be okay, you made the Toji Zenin fall in love. When he was told of who you were, he didn't want to believe it yet the evidence was the beacon of truth he couldn't ignore. His father didn't waste a moment to tell him how much he was a Disappointment, and a shame to the family, and if he wasn't his only son, he'd be in the ground, and for the first time since his young childhood it sting. All he could do was listen and bow to his father once he was dismissed. Toji didn't want to miss you, regardless every bone in his body cried to be with you and he thought maybe he only missed the feeling of your body against his.

He was wrong, it helped to feel you again though it didn't last long. His pride and mind battled, he wished to forget his love for you, he couldn't live without you and so he decided he was gonna free you and you'd run away together he didn't need his clan, he never did but he needed you. It was too late.

You had left. His love was gone and even beating the shit out of the newest recruits did nothing to please him like it normally did. He sighed as he walked away, leaving the recruits in a puddle of their blood. "WHAT?!!" The raging scream of his father made Toji's eyes roll "She escaped." Toji repeated lazily, a bored look on his face which only made his father furious "This is all your fault!" Kenji hissed through gritted teeth, stamping from behind his desk, and stopped in front of Tojj. "You married the witch and you bring shame to me! You were a mistake!" Kenji yelled and backhanded Toji "You never should have been born!" his father growled as he tried to punch him, he never connected as a hidden blade sliced open his throat and his body fell to the floor, gagging on his blood. "I think it's time ya retire old man," Toji spoke, watching as his dad slowly died with a grin.

He was now the head of the biggest gang in Japan and he knew what he wanted to do first.

It's been four weeks since you made it back to your hometown and you didn't know how much you missed it after living in Japan for a year. You just finished getting groceries and others as you walked into your rented apartment to put everything away, the strong, pungent scent of cigarettes whiffed into your nose. Dropping the shopping bags you reached behind your shirt and hastily pulled out your concealed gun "Jumpy aren't ya?" the baritone voice of your husband chuckled from the couch of the living room, his prasine eyes looking you up and down, a devilish smirk on his lips as he blows out a puff of smoke. "What are you doing here?" you stepped forward, gun pointing directly to his heart "'m here to take you home." he put out his cigarette on your side table and stood up, his biceps flexing as he pushed himself off the tiny couch, even as he did things so nonchalantly, he was still so bewitching, all he wore was a white undershirt, sleeves rolled up showing off his tattooed arms and a black suit vest over and simple black jeans, normal cloths that would make anyone looked good but him, he looked like a sinful god.

Your hands shook at every step he made toward you "I'm not going back to Kenji." you spoke sternly, stepping back "Kenji's dead. I killed him." you paused as you stared at him in shock "W-why? Why now?" you slowly lowered your gun "He made me doubt your love, that's fuckin' unforgivable." Toji gently took the weapon out of your hands and let it fall to the ground "You can't just expect that you'd just say that and I'll forgive you?" you glared at him, wanting so badly to be more mad at him for what he did "I know..let me make it up to ya." his glove covered hand cupped your cheek and he leaned close "I won't forgive you so damn easy." you whispered, "I know.." his scarred lips barely touching yours "I hate you.." Toji chuckled softly "No, you don't." with that his lips locked with yours into a passionate and loving filed kiss.

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rabbitsrams · 9 months

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The inexperienced fics are melting me atm. What about them experimenting with different kinks and stuff?! God you’ve changed my life 😭

hey anon wow ur so right...

btw im not really into that many kinks, specifically more hardcore ones, so i will likely leave a good amount of things out and probably won't rly write about them just bc of my personal preferences.

kinks included: praise kink, spanking, bondage/blindfolding, light choking, roleplaying, voice kink, hand kink, hair pulling kink.

(i can do a part 2 of things i missed cuz there's a lot more i wanna write)

(also should i make a masterlist of all of these lc schlatt fics?)

nsfw under the cut, minors dni!! 18+ only.

so to start off lightly schlatt is already very aware of your praise kink and hand kink. he's not dumb, he sees how you look at them. and he sees how you react when you get an answer right in class.

okay but like his hands are so fucking sexy like. you already know. and i feel like he just knew you would go absolutely crazy once he was able to get his hands on you.

you literally spent like 5 minutes examining his hands and his fingers right before he fingered you for the first time. and you have a specific fixation with his long ass middle finger (cuz who wouldn't).

and from there you want his hands anywhere and everywhere on you. including around your neck.

one day while you were doing stuff you just impulsively took his hand and placed it on your neck. and he just freezes.

"you want me to do what?"

"just... you don't need to squeeze. but keep it there, please." oh he's absolutely done for.

going back to praise kink. it's kind of in his nature to compliment you and tell you how good you feel. but i feel like he would just double it because of how much you love to be praised.

when he calls you a good girl for the first time. on the floor. crying. screaming. and he fucking loves how you react when he calls you that so he does it all. the. time.

constantly calling you pretty and beautiful and telling you how good you're taking his fingers/cock. grr bark bark i need him.

okay also he's so into you pulling his hair. like. oh my god. you always find a way to do it whenever he's eating you out and he practically melts every time.

and just in general he loves it when you play with his hair whether it be while you're cuddling or while he's giving you the best head of your life.

asking him to spank you. he's really hesitant and doesn't wanna hurt you but you insist. he starts off rly light and gentle and you kind of have to push him a bit to do it harder but once he does oh boy you're done for. he's just so fixated on how your ass jiggles when he spanks you...

the first time you have phone sex is when you realize you have a bit of a voice kink. just hearing him speaking to you in that low tone about all the things he'd do to you if he was there... god damn.

AND THEN LATER YOU ASK HIM IF HE CAN BLINDFOLD YOU SO HE TAKES ONE OF HIS TIES AND COVERS YOUR EYES WITH IT. AND HE JUST. TALKS ABOUT WHAT HE'S GONNA DO TO YOU AND PRAISES YOU AND EVERYTHING OH MY GOD SEND ME TO THE ER IM HAVING A HEART ATTACK.

i feel like he's really into roleplay but is really embarrassed about it. he thinks it's cringe but is pleasantly surprised to hear you're kind of into it.

you're both really awkward when trying to do it but that mostly results in a lot of giggling bc it is kind of cringe but who really cares.

yeah you also practically begged him to let you tie him up. :) he didn't know how much that turned him on but... wow.

he really wants to touch you while you're riding him BUT HE CAN'T BECAUSE HE'S RESTRAINED!! so he begs and begs and begs for you to untie him so he can touch you but you refuse. gets super whiny and whimpery🥺🥺

one day after he came back from his dorm he was greeted to the sight of you naked and tied to his bed :D oh he went so crazy there he practically came on the spot.

he gave you a taste of your own medicine too, teased you a fuck ton that had you turning into a whimpering mess <3 you had to BEG him to do something arhejghjdfdfvjkfd and after you did? best sex of your life.

#jschlatt x reader #jschlatt fanfiction #jschlatt imagine #jschlatt x y/n #jschlatt x you #jschlatt smut #schlatt x reader #schlatt smut

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justmeinadaze · 1 year

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I'm In Control Part 21 (Steddie X You)

A/N: No real notes today :) Just hope y'all enjoy <3

Warnings: Daddy Steve and Sir Eddie and all that that implies. (I regret nothing!), An ex appears making the reader jealous and act out (more so just being a brat). Matthew comes to visit! (Yay!). These two siblings casually talk about their trauma and how the reader feels she isn't good enough for them (mentioned in last chapter), Smut for sure with slapping and spanks. Blindfolds and ice play. I believe that's it.

Word Count: 5061

“How do you not know where she is?”

“TJ, we aren’t her keeper. She said she had an errand to run but didn’t elaborate. It’s still her lunch hour. Calm down.”

Your boss glares at Steve. “Mr. Harrington, did you just tell me to calm down?”

“Depends. Did you like it?” The man winks cheekily at TJ as they both laugh.

The door to your office opens and you lean against the doorway adorning a huge grin.

“Where have you been, Y/N?”

“I had to pick something up.”

“’Ello, boys.” Matthew’s tall frame appears behind you as he waves.

“Hey, man!” The boys get up to greet him as your brother smiles, pulling them in for a hug.

“TJ and Avery, this is my little brother, Matthew.”

“Jesus. Another good-looking kid to make me feel old.” Your boss rises to shake his hand. “Now, you’re not like the other Y/L/N’s, right?”

“That is correct. Sex feels good, porn is alright, tattoos are cool, and churches scare me.” He chuckles as you lean back against him. “I also love my sister as is, you slut.”

“I love you to, heathen.”

“Hey, you should come with us to the club tonight. We’re all going together finally.”, Avery beams as Matthew nods.

“I actually have to drop off these two on a set but they will be coming by after. Speaking of, Eddie and Steve, we should probably go.”

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“Hey Derek.”, you grin at the director as he beams over at you.

“Hey mama! How are you?”

“I’m good. I brought your talent.” You gesture towards the guys who smile back at him.

“Great! Now, we had a slight mix up. Well, not really a mix up. The young lady you guys were going to be working with got sick so I had to reach out to a nearby agency to get a new actress.”

A gorgeous woman with a plethora of tattoos, mostly on her arms and legs, sauntered from down a nearby hallway. Her skin looked incredibly smooth and her long blond hair sat perfectly on her shoulders. Her smile glowed but there was something off about it that you couldn’t put your finger on.

A breathy fuck came from your side and her eyes widened as she focused on theirs. You knew actors in this industry and honestly this girl in front of you was a fairly good one. She may have seemed shocked to see them but you saw the faint smirk twitch on her lips at their stunned expressions.

“Guys this is—”

“Cassie Leigh.”, Eddie finished.

“Oh shit. I’m, uh, I’ll just be in the car.” Matthew slowly backed away and exited the front door.

You exhaled heavily as you turned to face them. “Oh? How do you guys know each other? Work?”

“Hey Derek, can we have a moment alone?” The director nodded at Steve as he went to check the cameras. “What are you doing here, Cassandra? Thought you moved back home.”

“I did but, you know, I saw your new show online and it just…motivated me to come back and try again. The industry I mean, not you two.”, she giggled.

“Yet you find yourself here on set with them. How odd.”, you smile at her as you turn your sarcasm to them. “So not just work then?”

“We had a relationship with her when we first moved down here.”, Eddie answers as his eyes finally meet yours. “More of an…arrangement.”

“I guess you could call it that especially since relationships weren’t really your thing.”

“How would you know? You left so quickly there wouldn’t have been time for one to evolve.”

“Oooo ‘evolve’. That’s a big word for you, Daddy.”

Steve glares at her, stepping forward before you place your hand on his chest to stop him.

“Haven’t changed at all have you, Cass?” Eddie’s tone is full of agitation.

“Hm. Never seemed to bother you two.”

“Hey, Y/N. We’re ready. Is there a problem?” Derek asks from across the room.

A sarcastic laugh escapes your lips as you push past them towards the door.

“Hey! Hey, hey, hey.” Steve grabs your arm turning you back around.

“I’ve got to say you two continue to fascinate me. I mean, I get why you would have a relationship…I mean ARRANGEMENT. My fault. I get why you would have an ARRANGEMENT with her. She’s a beautiful young woman but she doesn’t really seem like the submissive type.”

“Neither did you.”

You glare at Eddie as you pull yourself out of Steve’s grasp. “I imagine the sex was mind blowing which if your agreement with her was anything like ours then I get why she’s here.”

“Y/N, we aren’t in an agreement. We are in a relationship.” Steve was trying extremely hard to control his temper. “You can’t be jealous.”

“Excuse me, Mr. Harrington? Did I just hear you tell me how I’m not allowed to feel? You know what? You’re right. I can’t be jealous. This is just work, right? Go head. Fuck her all over the house for all I fucking care.”

You storm out as you stomp towards the car. Again, Steve’s hand reaches for you and spins you to face him.

“The fact that you think we would, work or not, is very frustrating, Y/N. This isn’t work for her. They would have told her she would be partnering with us. She knew we’d be here.”

“I’m not fucking stupid, Steven.”

His face twitched at the name as his head tilted to the side. “Then why are you being a fucking brat right now?”

You both stared each other down until you felt someone standing behind you and gently but firmly reached for the man’s wrist. “Ok. I know everyone is a bit amped up but Steve I’m going to need you to let go of her now, ok?” Matthew’s voice matched his movement, ready to defend you if he needed to.

Steve’s angry eyes flicked to your brother before letting you go who gently pushed you towards the passenger seat before coming back around to glance at them.

“Do what you need to do but give her some space. If you come at her right now when you’re all like this she will shut down.”

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“Talk to me, Y/N!” Matthew shouted over the music of the club as you chugged back the martini in your hand, gesturing for the waiter to bring you another.

“I don’t want to! Just let me drink and be angry, okay?!”

“Okay but why are you angry?! It’s just work right?!”

There’s a lull in the music as you turn to sullenly look at him. “Yeah but—”

“She’s their ex.”

“It’s not even that but…”

“But what?”

A heavy bass fills the room before you can answer. You reach for his hand and bring him to a patio that’s outside, allowing him to reach in his pocket and light a cigarette.

“I got incredibly sick last week and in my haze I told them I’m always worried they can do better.”

“Y/N…”

“I know. We talked about it and I believe them when they say they love me. That I’m the only one for them but then I saw that girl…she’s not like me.”

“Probably one of the many reasons they love you. Y/N, there is a reason they aren’t with this girl anymore. Also don’t forget, you met her for like, what… 5 minutes? You don’t know the whole story. You’re just letting our parents get in your brain again.”

You nod at his observation. “Matthew… our parents disowned me because I’m not perfect. What if—”

“No ma’am. Don’t even go there. Our parents disowned US because of their ignorance. Honey, being human means you’ll never be perfect but you’re perfect for them.”

You smile as you wrap your arms around him. “Thank you for being you.” He grins as he kisses the top of your head. “I’m going to go grab another drink. I’ll be right back.”

As soon as you disappear, Eddie and Steve find Matthew outside.

“Hey, man. Where is she?”, the metalhead asks.

“She went to go grab another drink.” They nod at him as they take a sip from the glasses in their hands. “She told me you asked her to move in with you guys.” Steve meets his gaze as he nods again. “She also told me what happened at the wedding you guys went to before your impromptu trip to Indiana.”

Matthew squishes his cigarette in a nearby ashtray. “I like you guys a lot but I’m warning you now. Something like that is a big step for her and if you hurt her again like you guys did before…I will kill you.” He grins at them as he pats Eddie’s shoulder. “And I don’t mean that in like a sarcastic way. She’s been through enough.”

They glance at each other, knowing he means what he’s saying. After following him back into the club, they find you dancing and smiling with Avery. Your brother chuckles as he watches you have fun. “You never would have guessed we grew up in an uber religious house!” The boys laugh along with him as he nudges Steve with his elbow. “And not just because of the dancing, Daddy!”

Their eyes widen as they turn to face him making Matthew laugh harder. “She has bruises on her wrist and arms that look like fingerprints! My sister didn’t want to tell me at first but when I told her they look like the same kind of marks girls leave my bedroom with…! It’s kind of funny! In bed I always like to be control! I assumed it was because we never had any growing up!”

The music dies down again and you giggle as you wrap your arms around your client, heading back towards your brother.

“You would think she would be the same but I guess not.”

“Maybe it’s because after she left your parent’s house, she had to learn how to handle things by herself. That can be exhausting.” Matthew raises his eyebrow inquisitively as he gives his full attention to Eddie. “Especially when you feel like… it will all fall apart if you don’t have everything together.”

“What she doesn’t realize though is”, Steve continues. “She has way more control in and out of the bedroom than she thinks she does. Y/N has us wrapped around her finger.”

“Hey! You guys came.”, Avery clapped excitedly. “How was your shoot?”

The men across from you watched as your eyes fall to the floor.

“We wouldn’t know. We left right after Y/N did.”

“Oh? What took you so long to get here then?”, you ask.

Their eyes shift to Avery before turning to your brother.

“Hey Av. I’m sick of these whiskey whatevers. Take me to the bar and order me the best drink on the menu. My sister says you come here a lot so I trust your judgement.”

Your client grins as Matthew extends his elbow to him and the boy loops his arm through as they head to the counter.

“We had a conversation with Cass about this stunt she pulled. She won’t be doing it again.”

Your eyes flicked to Steve before looking down at the contents of your glass. “Yeah, because she seems extremely trustworthy…Why…why haven’t you guys mentioned her before? Or at least told me someone you dated was in the industry so I could look out for you guys.”

They frustratingly sigh, looking around the club before Steve heads down a hallway and Eddie takes your hand to follow. After turning into a nearby open door and locking it, they marvel at the room you three find yourself in.

It’s small with couches along the mirror lined walls. In the middle, a stripper pole welcomes anyone to use with a stereo in the corner for ambiance.

“Did…did we just walk into one of our movies?” Eddie’s eyes scan the room and you can’t help but laugh.

“I mean, the club is called Fantasy.”

Steve hastily guides you to one of the sofas, throwing you both down as he takes your hands in his. “Y/N, I swear we didn’t purposely hide her from you or anything like that. We thought Cassie was back in New York.” Your brows furrow together as Eddie throws himself down next to you.

“We met her on set a little after we moved here and had our little arrangement for about two months. She was the first person we tried it with and she was all for it. The last time we saw her she was spending the night at our place and the next morning she was gone. Left a note and everything.”

“Actually, a note would have been better. She placed a sticky note on Eddie’s phone that said something like ‘I can’t do this anymore. I’m going home.’ When we called her agency, they said she had flown back home to New York.”

“Did you have feelings for her?”

“Not like we do for you.”

You roll your eyes at Steve’s answer. “I’m not a child. Just answer my question and DON’T tell me it doesn’t matter!”, you turn to warn Eddie.

“It doesn’t! Do you know why? Because she left without so much as a fucking goodbye.”

“Like we were trash.” You sighed at Steve’s comment as his eyes squint in your direction. “Y/N, she’s not nor will she ever be better than you in anyway way shape or form.”

“Is that why your jealous? Jesus Christ.”, Eddie whines in annoyance. “That little snippet you witnessed? Not new for her. She could be aggressively bratty and not in a fun way.”

“Why did you stay with her then? I mean why did you even bother?”

“Because the sex was good.”, Steve cringed as he looked at you. “It was. Again, not as good as—”

“Okay, Mr. Harrington. Calm down. I don’t need you to keep stroking my ego.”, you interrupt with a small smile.

“I’m sure you understand with your own experiences. Not that I need my ego stroked but…”, he grins. Your smile grows as you look down at your hands. “Whoa, what was that?”

“What was what?”

“Wow, Munson. Look at her face. Did all your past sexual encounters suck?”

“So, a stripper pole in the middle of the room, huh? That’s so cliché.” As you start to slide off the couch, two strong hands grip your biceps and pull you back. They both beam down at you with big, amused yet admiration filled eyes. “I did say you had way more sexual experience than me.”

“Yeah but, I mean, had you ever even cum before?”

“I thought I had. I really did! Until I got in this business. Then I thought I was doing something wrong because I couldn’t…get there. Then…”, your eyes squeeze shut as you gesture your head towards Eddie.

“Oh, this is too good.”, the metalhead chuckles. “Talk about stroking the ego. Your first orgasm EVER was because of my fingers WHILE watching Steve get his shitty blow job.” You both make a face at him as he laughs harder. “Well, you’re welcome.”

The door to the room abruptly opens as a bouncer flies in. “Guys, these rooms aren’t ready yet. You have to get out. Come on now! Now!”

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“I will be coming back. Jesus, you always hug me like I’m going away forever.”

“It feels like it.”, you wrap your arms around your brother tighter as he chuckles.

Matthew points at the guys behind you. “Remember what I said, yeah?” They nod as he unhooks your arms from around his waist to look down at your face. “You to. Don’t let our parents live rent free in there, okay?” He points to your temple as you smile and respond with a tiny ok.

After revving his bike a few times, he delivers you one final wave before speeding off and disappearing over the hill.

“Are you ok?”, Steve asks as he hugs you from behind. When you nod, he suddenly lifts you in the air and throws you over his shoulder. “Good. Then the punishment can begin.”

“Daddy!”, you giggle as he carries you back inside. “What are you talking about?! I didn’t do anything!”

“Oh, really? I specifically remember you being a brat yesterday and then the cherry on top was you calling me Steven.”

“Fuck. But I apologized!”

He reached up and smacked your ass before flinging you onto the mattress. “Watch your mouth. So, Ed, what we thinking?” The man places his hands on his hips as he looks to his friend. “Do you want to do it?”

You watch them with eager eyes as they whisper to each other. Eddie grins as Steve leaves the room and removes his pants before falling on to the bed with his bare back to the headboard. “Come here, princess.” He pats the space between his legs and you kiss his cheek as you place yourself where he wants you.

The other man returns with a bowl but before you can peek at what’s inside the metalhead grips your chin, forcing you to look ahead. “Eyes forward.”

“Yes, Sir.”

His lips tenderly kiss the back of your head as he lifts your shirt and tosses it to the floor. “Do you want your hair up or down?”

“Oh, um. I don’t know, Sir. I don’t know what’s happening. What do you think?”

The boy glances at Steve who shrugs. “You can just keep it out of her face with your hand if you need to. Can you hold it up for me though while I put this on her?”

On instinct, you move your head to look towards him to see what they are putting on you but Eddie immediately pulls your chin, forcing your face forward. “If you move your head again, you won’t like the punishment that follows. Do you understand me?”

“Y-yes, Sir. I’m sorry.”

He loosens his grip as he holds your hair up in a makeshift ponytail. Something soft and velvet blinds you as they place it over your eyes.

“How’s that, honey? Can you see anything? Be honest.”

“No, Daddy. It feels really nice actually. Can I adjust it a little bit?” When he gives you permission, you reach up tug it down a bit more so it’s fully and comfortably resting on your face.

When lips gently meet yours, a little gasp escapes you. “Whoa.” You reach out with your hand to caress Steve’s face. “It’s so weird but in a good way. You…taste different. Stronger.” You feel his smile spread across his lips before reaching behind you blindly to find Eddie. “Can…Can I—”

His palm reaches for your cheek and guides your mouth to his own. You instantly taste nicotine but also the lingering savoriness that makes up the man you love amplified to an intoxicating degree.

“Ok. Hey, hey now. This is supposed to be a punishment.” Steve grabs your jaw and turns you away from the other man as you both try and catch your breath. “You got her, Munson?”, he chuckles.

“Yeah. Yeah, I got her. Fuck me.” Eddie’s arms looped around yours, bringing them behind your back as his heels slide over your ankles to hold them down.

“Alright, little one. The rules of this punishment are simple. Don’t make any noise or say a word. If you do…?” While Steve was speaking, the metalhead had shifted so your wrists were held with one hand as his other came back around to the front of your body. When his friend paused, his palm came down hard on your inner thigh. “Do you understand?”

“Yes, Daddy. I understand.”

“What do you think, bud? I’m thinking 15 min of silence.”

“Sounds good to me. Start over every time she fails.”

“Every time I fail. You both are so cocky, I swear.”, you giggle until you feel Eddie’s chest lean away from you and a firm hand slaps your cheek.

“You’re already failing, little girl.”, Steve whispers.

It feels like an eternity before any movement is made. The pads of the man’s fingers glide lightly along your legs and up your thighs, stopping right before he reaches you sex and repeating his actions.

“Now I know what you’re thinking, babe. This is punishment for the way you behaved at the shoot but it’s not.” The bed dipped in front of you and you bit your lip as you felt him trace along your tummy. His fingers trailed back down and you whined when his fingers skipped your pussy again.

A hand came down to slap your thigh and Steve chuckled. “I guess we’re starting over.”

He began caressing your skin again, purposely avoiding all the sensitive areas you wanted him to touch so desperately. “You are being punished because you, little one, don’t value yourself like you should.”

Steve’s hand rested on your cheek as you turned your head to press into it. His thumb pulled at your bottom lip and you silently kissed it, hearing him let out a small sigh of pleasure. “Honey, we love you so much. There is no other woman we would rather be with than you.” Tugging his palm away, he gradually slides down your body and you jump when his thumb pressed against your clit.

“You don’t need us to tell you how amazing you are and you shouldn’t allow bitches like Cassie Leigh or your bigoted parents make you feel less than.”

You tried to hold in your whine but he wasn’t moving his thumb fast or hard enough to get you where you needed to be. As soon as it left your mouth, Steve removed his hand and Eddie slapped between your legs making you cry out.

You felt the atmosphere shift and heard the sound of something being moved.

“Jesus fucking Christ!”, you shout as something cold and wet touches your calf.

That earned you two hard slaps on your thighs. “Watch. Your. Mouth.”, Eddie growled in your ear. You apologized and slowly came to realize that the cold, wet thing was ice. Your legs began to tremble as he brought the cube between your thighs. You so badly wanted him to touch you with it as your hips involuntarily started to grind.

“Oh, honey. So needy. This is the furthest you’ve gotten so far. 10 minutes left. Do you think you can make it?”

He guided the ice to your nipple, startling you but you managed not to make a sound.

“So beautiful, sweetheart.”

Switching to caress your other breast with the cube, Steve mouth enveloped your erect bud, swirling his tongue along your flesh. Your head fell back on Eddie’s shoulder as you stifled your moans.

“You want to try, Eddie?” The metalhead slides out from behind you as the other man grips your wrists and places your hands against the headboard above you as you fall to your back.

“I could handcuff you but I’m trusting you, okay? Do NOT move your hands from this spot.”

You nod, fearing that if you reply properly, they will restart the timer. “Good girl. I’m going to help keep that mouth quiet.”

Eddie reaches into the bowl on your nightstand and picks up where his friend left off while Steve places himself by your face and positions his cock by your mouth. “Open up, little miss.”

You do as your told and he hisses at the feeling as your lips wrap around him. His hand grips the side of your head, turning you so you can take more of his length as he does small thrusts with his hips.

As Eddie brings the ice down your stomach, you feel his tongue trail after liquid and it takes every fiber of your being not to moan.

“Good girl, baby. You’re doing so well. You have a couple more minutes. I’m, f-fuck, I’m gonna fuck that pretty little mouth, baby girl.”

While Steve picks up his pace, the metalhead rubs the cubed along your clit as he pushes two of his fingers into your entrance. The euphoria of feeling them finally touch you where you want is almost too much to handle and you know you want last long. You assume the ice in Eddie’s hand melts because the cold sensation is replaced by his warm tongue as he flicks at your nub.

Steve’s watch beeps and he groans as he pulls his cock out of your mouth.

“Sir, yes. Please, please, please! Daddy, can I cum?”

As soon as he gives you permission, your legs clamp around Eddie’s head as you stumble over the edge. He forcefully shoves your thighs against the mattress as his tongue rides you through it.

Eddie climbs your body, hurling the mask off your eyes, and pushing your legs wider apart with his knees before guiding his cock into your entrance. His motions are slow at first, pumping himself into you as deep as he can, gradually picking up his pace. You glance at Steve who was still beside you on his elbow as he watched your face contort in ecstasy.

“Can I—mmm—can I move my…hands, Daddy?”

“Yes, you can.”

Eddie mewled as you palms wrapped him and your nails dragged down his back.

“Harder, Sir. Please.”

His body fell against yours as he placed his head to the other side of your own. “Like this, baby?” He clings to you as his hips slam into yours, your eyes rolling back.

“Yes, Sir. Just like that. You feel so good.”

“Cum for me, princess. Please.” He whispers his last word so low you barely heard him, grunting as your pussy clenched around him. Eddie’s neck craned as he watched you come undone. “Good girl. That’s my sweet girl. Fuck.”

His hips faltered as he thrust his seed into your cunt. You tenderly ran your fingers through his hair as he panted against your neck.

“You ready for Daddy, baby?”

You nod, shakily crawling to him as he rises on to his knees, wrapping his arms around you, and lifting you so your back was against his chest.

Steve reached between you two, spitting into his hand as you moaned, feeling the tip of his hard cock press against you.

“Fuck, Daddy.”, you whimpered as he guided himself into your ass.

His fingers roughly pinched your cheeks, pushing your head back against his shoulder as he began pumping his hips.

“Just because the punishment ended—mmm—doesn’t mean you can curse. You…you didn’t do that with him. What makes…you think you can get away with it…with me, little girl? Hm?”

“I’m…I’m sorry, Daddy.” Your hands clung to his arms that were encircled around your waist as he thrust into you harder.

“Did his long, thick fingers and cock…make you fucking…fucking dumb?”

You cried out when you suddenly felt fingers between your legs, opening your eyes to see Eddie on his knees in front of you. His forehead fell on yours as he pushed two of his fingers inside of your entrance, matching Steve’s pace.

The other man closed his eyes, panting at the sound of your moans. “Cum, honey. Please. You sound so fucking beautiful. I need to hear it.”

He presses you tightly to him and your body shakes as you cum, lips attaching to his as his tongue mingles with yours. Steve’s grunts hit your face as he leans his nose to your cheek, his own body trembling as he releases inside of you.

“Please…”, you beg as you push at Eddie’s hand.

Steve grips your hips as he carefully lifts you off his lap before bringing you with him as he falls flat on the mattress on his side. The metalhead follows you both down, pushing some of your damp hair out of your face.

As he starts to get up, you quickly reach out to grab his arm. “Wait…Wait. Not yet.”

Eddie smiles as lays back down beside you. “Are you okay?” You nod, placing your hand on his cheek. “Ah, Ah, Ah. This is what I was afraid of. Wake up, sweetheart.”, he tuts as your eyes start to close.

A small, sleepy grin spreads along your face. “You can’t tell me what to do.”

Steve snorts behind you as he laughs making your grin stretch further along your face.

“Such a pain in the ass. You’re lucky we love you.” Eddie kisses your forehead before heading towards the bathroom and turning on the shower. The other man groans as he rolls off the bed and lifts you into his arms, setting you down under the water.

“Can I ask a question?”

“Yes, you can sit down.”

“No, you goof.”, you playfully slap Eddie’s arm. “You guys said I’m the first girl you actually had a relationship with, right? So, you’ve never had a girl move in with you?”

Their actions slow as they listen, Steve freezing completely. “That’s right.”

“So, um, I know that when I sleepover or vice versa, we fall asleep together but at your house you both have your own room…”

The metalhead turns off the shower, drying himself before reaching for you and gently running the towel over your body. “Princess, you’re doing that thing again where you dance around the topic instead of asking what you actually want to ask.”

“I was just thinking… I mean…do you both need your own room?”

Steve throws on some boxers and reaches for a clean shirt to throw over your head. “I like falling asleep with you.”

“Me to.”, Eddie chimes in. “I was thinking…hypothetically… if you moved in with us, we could turn one of our rooms into like an office or something for you.”

“You do bring a lot of your work home. Not including us, of course.”

You giggle as you climb back into bed and they follow, your eyes shifting back and forth between them. “Okay.”

“Okay like ‘good to know’ or okay like ‘I want to move in with you guys?’”, Steve asked in a nervous tone.

“I’d like to move in. If…if you still want me to.”

“Fuck yes!”, Eddie shouts before clearing his throat. “I mean, yeah, of course we still want you to.”

“Matthew already threatened us to so you’re good to go.”

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tategaminu · 5 months

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“They are both equally important to each other and their development but Rayla is the one who gets the insults…”

What’s even more annoying about this is not only does Rayla get ridiculed for something Callum also does, that particular set of fans will also straight up deny that Rayla is Callum’s priority. “Oh, he would’ve found a way to connect to the Ocean with or without her as motivation. There were other factors in him deciding to do dark magic again.”

No. It was about Rayla, and pretty much only Rayla.

THIS

What kind of bs is "there were other factors" like my guy!! are you watching the show with a blindfold on? sure, he probably wanted all of them to get out of the boat but Rayla was the trigger

A thing I have also seen in fandoms is people trying to invalidate male characters' feelings for a girl, for whatever reason I don't understand. I will always find incredibly beautiful a male character treating a female character as an equal, not as the fairer sex or stuff like that, as an equal who he loves, and we see this with Callum, he has never ever treated Rayla as lesser than him, she's his priority alongside Ezran and that's super beautiful. I will always have a soft spots for guys being the most lovable and protective people towards their girls you know? not because they are girls but because they know they deseve love, so seeing people totally invalidate that feels so wrong to me.

S5 and S2 parallel each other, in S2 we saw Callum connect to an arcanum because he did ark magic for Rayla, sure he also did it for himself to feel useful but it was mostly to save Rayla, season 5 shows it even more clear. We only see Rayla and Callum wanting to scape when they see the other in danger, the reason Finnegrin even wants to throw Rayla to the leviathan is because Callum punched him because he was hurting Rayla, and he was hurting Rayla because he tried to beat his ass for hurting Callum.

We can see Callum letting himself get beaten and still refusing to do dark magic and give the spell to kill Domina away, it's only when Finnegru says he will feed Rayla to the fishes we see Callum BREAK. He tells him the spell right away. He could have invented a different spell but he was too desesperate to save Rayla he told him the whole truth. He could have done dark magic any other moment but it's after this moment when he does, and then he goes straight up to save Rayla, then just as in season 2, he figures out the arcanum after doing dark magic for her, but this time also thanks to the poem A LOVE POEM who he recited before in ep 1 TO RAYLA. The proof is all there like seriously, he can figure out the arcanum because he loves her, it is as clear as day.

He tells her "I would do anything for you" which it's directly shown in this whole episode. Callum is terrified of doing dark magic, not only because it breaks his morals but because he's scared it could make Rayla dislike him and because it would be an step further for Aaravos to possess him, (tho I'm not sure if he fully knows dark magic is what allows Aaravos to possess him at all, maybe he suspects it) we can see how people like Claudia who do way too much dark magic lose a bit of themselves, Callum is probably afraid of that as well and yet he still does because Rayla is more important to him than whatever the consecuences might be.

There are people out there who believe he wouldn't risk the world for her and stuff but c'mon, this guy would risk the entire universe, he is extremely loyal and proctective, his love for the ones closest to him make him twist his morals because he treasures them more than anything (Rayla and Ez that's it). Rayla has been shown as his achilles heel and we will see even more this plays out. I can't believe there are people who can't see it, everyone has their own way to interpret media sure but somes things are just SO clear, like imagine looking at Zym and going "I don't think he is a dragon, he could be a rat", no.

In a summary, I want people to cut slack on those two, mostly Rayla. It would be cool to treat her like an actual good written character and not trying to invalidate her or her relationship with Callum. The show characterizes them and their relationship so well, they are such complex people and I can't believe we have to deal with those kind of comments.

#let callum love rayla 2024 #leave rayla be herself 2024 #i need to let these big feelings out from time to time #god i get so heated up but damn #imagine if i put this much effort into my life eh #mandaloriandragontrainer #thanks you are great #rayla #callum #rayllum #tdp

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suntaeshine · 1 year

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Hey! What kinks do you think nct have?

deep breath,, this is fine,, im not familiar with all the technical terms so stick with me on this

smut below the keep reading tab

MINORS DNI (go study and grow i love you and you are the future it’s not too late to turn back)

Taeyong: watching you masturbate, roleplay, wax play, power swap (you’re both switches and it’s f u n)

Taeil: blindfold (both of you), tease talk (not quite dirty talk, not quite praise kink, more pillowtalk vibes), breath play

Johnny: size kink, soft choking, roleplay, dirty talk (to the point you’re there like johnny shut the actual fuck up)

Yuta: bondange, choking, roleplay, slapping, coursing, hard dom he will make you cry or else you didn’t really have sex

Kun: ‘sir’ kink, spanking, vanilla sex on occasion to make you feel ~feelings~

Doyoung: ‘sir’, ‘boss’, ‘master’ kinks, power play (not really dom he just likes being in Charge), handcuffs, oil massage into sex

Ten: literally like fifteen positions while having sex, flexible and acrobatic shit, pet play (you are his kitten and you have a collar), anal (but he doesn’t want to tell you until he’s sure you’re into it too)

Jaehyun: ‘daddy’ kink, creampie, 69, impregnation kink (what is the actual name for that ??), hands on your throat but he wont like Choke you Choke, ya know?

WinWin: praise kink, praise kink, praise kink, praise him, he will praise you, eye contact during sex so he can watch your facial features as close as possible, he also has this Thing where he wants you to try and not react as he fucks you (he thinks it’s a game)

Jungwoo: ‘baby’ kink, no dom/sub (he wants you to be equal and just love each other whole heartily), holding hands, roleplay (cliche ‘i’m stuck’, doctor, and pizza man shit that you usually laugh during and break character)

Lucas: size kink, size kink, size kink, roleplay, he has a thing for pinning your hands above your head with one of his hands and teasing you with the other, dirty talk, slight degradation until you’re both close and then praise praise praise

Mark: this little shit likes games (like that try to not react), phone sex, oral all day every day (’i knOw WhaT I wANt foR DeSseRt’ type shit), dirty talk and communication (he doesn’t want to hear no ‘green light’ shit he wants to hear you say how much you enjoy how deep he is in you)

Xiaojun: eye contact don’t you fuckin dare even BLINK, dirty talk, he loves any position but please ride him sometimes bc he will crumble and give you the entire world, he also has a Thing for making promises ?? like ‘say it and i’ll make your dreams come true’, ‘i’ll give you everything love’ like it’s a niche thing but he can’t help it, also he wants to make you make as many noises as possible until he hears something you’d never done before

Hendery: voyeurism, mirror sex, oral (suck his fingers PLEASE), dirty talk with slight degradation, hair pulling (both ways do it to him and he’ll make noises like a pornstar)

Renjun: degradation (but you don’t figure that out for a long time), wax play, holding hands during sex, he absolutely has to say ‘thank you’ and tell you how much he loves you

Jeno: size kink but mostly strength kink ?? like you ask him often if he gets turned on by himself when looking at his muscles in the mirror (he does), mirror sex, ‘sir’ on special occasions

Haechan: mouthy little shit please degrade him because he has so much stored back to fire right back at you, spit kink (please spit in his mouth), he also likes roleplay but only cute shit like you’re friends and uh oh we kissed now what whoops

Jaemin: he’s going to slap you everywhere,, like your cheeks (face and ass), your ass, your sides, he’s just,, he’s GOING to slap you without even noticing he was really doing it, pet play (you are his ‘puppy’), and soft choking

YangYang: switch of all switch (when you degrade him, will he moan or cry? sometimes both?), power plays (you are not equals but you also don’t have your fixed roles,, switch switch switch), hair pulling (both ways), spit kink (both ways), slapping (both ways), he’s down for anything as long as the person with the idea is the one in charge for that session

#nct smut #nct u smut #nct 127 smut #wayv smut

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peachsugarr · 11 months

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Heyyy, Was wondering if you could do some headcannons with a Y/N (She is just King douchebag from SOT) that gets reveiled to everyone shes a girl. Cause simce they met her they thought she was a dude. Shes just stares at them blankly and shrugs at their confusion and shock cause she dont care.

normally i don’t pen this type of request, but this ask was sent before i made my masterlist; hence you had no way of knowing that in advance. so i’ll write this for you, just to be nice! think of it as a grandfather clause of sorts. all i ask in return, is for you to read the rules if/when you want to send more asks.

also, happy pride month everyone!

as a lesbian myself, i hope everyone, in both the queer community and their allies, enjoys themselves and all the rights we have fought for over the years!

𓆩♡𓆪 surprise gender reveal 𓆩♡𓆪

ever since you came to south park, you’ve always chose to represent as AMAB

you always had tomboyish tendencies, but this choice was less about preference and more of a necessity

all you knew you weren’t interested in whatever the girls were doing and the boys had a really fun game that they definitely wouldn’t let girls into

so that was that

it wasn’t hard at all

you went by a masculines version of y/n or some basic boys name that started with the same letter (all that goes to waste when they just call you douchebag imao)

if your hair was long, you either just kept your strands pinned up in a hat or just cut it all off with safety scissors until it looked like a crew cut made with a weed whacker, and if it was already short, you just let it go unsettled as is

despite a few changes, your body practically looked the same as any of the boys, and they were never something that couldn’t be hidden with some huge shirt you “borrowed” from your dad

they let you in without a hitch, and you play through the game normally, fighting madly over a tree branch and going on zany adventures (you did laugh your ass off about being blindfolded into the girl’s “ committee”, but you kept that inside your head)

a few months passed, and you feel like you’ve hit your peak

you’ve become king douchebag, and everybody mostly respects you, even cartman!

the parents are off your back about having friends, and while confused about the sudden change, don’t really care about it.

all of it could’ve crumbled on that one inconvenient afternoon

you were duking it out with a random thief; turns out they stole loot from your super cool fortress (your bedroom)

you try to use your powers to subdue the threat to your kingdom, but he seems to have the energy of ten thousand crackheads (excluding tweek)

just then, he knees y/n right into your crotch

the game has rules against farting on someone’s balls, but they never said you couldn’t roshambo them

you falls on your knees, yelping in agony

while it still stings, you get back on your knees, ready to battle again, when butters shouts in a panic

“oh hamburgers, i think y/n’s gonna go to heaven!”

kyle interjects, saying

“butters, you don’t need to fucking shout! y/n’s going to be alright”

“then what’s that on their pants!”

you look down your body, pissed beyond belief that they’re stopping the game over this, getting hit really wasn’t THAT big of a deal…

and then you see it. a pool of crimson decided to start around your thighs, a stark contrast that nobody couldn’t notice

you didn’t know what it was at first, as you didn’t have the best sex-ed education

your parents were too busy protecting their identities to really explain to you what a period was

mr. garrison just said that periods were “something that makes a woman a total bitch!”

and the movie you watched behind the couch, as your parents had a movie night, just had a girl get pelted with tampons for bleeding

with your experience, you did what any great ruler would do, one that was determined to defend their land and people from troubles ahead

you stopped the game abruptly and ran home

the boys all had different reactions. some wanted to comfort you, some whined about what a lousy asshole you were leaving them there, and others thought they were having a funeral pyre next week

whatever they thought, they still chased you because they couldn’t do much by themselves when the game revolved around you

you didn’t care about any of that. you ran as fast your stubby little legs could carry you

you covered your body with your coat, wanting to dissolve into your clothing entirely

you didn’t stray too far from your house, and you and your group soon slam the door open, coming on your mom drinking her third bottle of wine today (she was getting better)

you spout a glibbish mess of sentences about bleeding out and dying, you not knowing why this is happening to you, that you loved her very much, before falling into a pleading sob

your mom holds your hand tight, before laughing right in your face

you’re still worried but also pissed that she thinks your death is a fucking joke; you ask what is wrong with her

“Oh, y/n! you’re not hurt at all.

thanks again, cartman

your mom is shocked that you’ve been lying to them this whole time, and carefully fills like everything

they are respectful to her for the most part, what with cartman making objections and craig just…leaving mid conversation.

you are panicking inside, but you decide to take it in stride and take whatever decision they give you

the last few days are awkward for both you and them

you could cut through the tension through your cardboard sword

they ask a concerning amount of questions about you being a girl

especially princess kenny

princess kenny wants to know everything about you, girlfriend

it’s all met with eye rolls and intense shrugging

so much so that your head and shoulders hurt from doing it

despite their shock, your genitals really didn’t matter before and you doubt they will now

they call you into a meeting with them, and your cool facade starting cracking under the rumbling in your stomach

they all look at you in total awe, like you’re a witch being burned alive in salem

the whispering grows among them, and you hum to yourself quietly just to drown it out

the final judgement comes in.

stan starts to give a half-assed speech but cartman interrupts not even a sentence in

while you have committed the capital crime of being a girl, you are awesome enough where they can overlook that

you can keep both your title and all the powers you had before

you are bursting with joy, but you keep your celebration to jimmying in your seat so they don’t take that all back

life soon turns to normal, but a few differences have become apparent

cartman seems to not personally approve of you staying in the LARP (he’s still in his “girls have cooties” stage)

he’s still decent to you (as he can be, anyways) but you noticed he gives you less quests and xp than before

not that matters at this point, but you act a bit more snarky towards him

even flipping him off once or twice

you worry that stan is going to barf on you at any moment, so you start wearing a raincoat around him

he never does though, for he has eyes on a certain ruler in another kingdom

positive changes come your way, nevertheless

for example, you get the comedy of clyde declaring to everyone he’s not gay for having a crush on you (craig is not pleased. at all)

several debates were held over you in craig’s gang

and kenny starts to hang out with you more, what with you two being the only “girls” around to talk to

overall, while you wish that you could’ve kept your secret longer, it didn’t mean squat in the end, as these guys would have stuck with you regardless.

you spend all day planning for the next big game, planning your outfits and attacks with excitement

you even try wearing a skirt/more feminine colors with your outfit, because maybe being a girl isn’t so bad after all

that is, until you have to miss out on the first branch of the superhero arc due to your cramps putting a vice grip on your ovaries like you owe them millions

goddamnit.

if you made it all the way here, thank you so much for reading. if you liked what you see, please don’t hesitate to put fic or head-canon ideas in my inbox! i’m only writing style for now, but can’t wait to see the possibilities. other anon; i will publish your story idea soon, i apologize for the wait.

hope you all have a lovely day!

-filia

#south park headcanons #south park #stick of truth #kyle brovlofski #stan marsh #eric cartman #butters stotch #kenny mccormick #y/n headcanons #please send me some shit #craig tucker #clyde donovan #tw: periods

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cut-small-but-deep · 1 year

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Ezio Auditore NSFW Headcanons

A= Aftercare (How they take care of their S/O after their love/sex session)

This man. THIS MAN. He’s the epitome of making his ladies feel like queens. And with you, that is no question. After the love making, he has the both of you covered up under the blankets, and his arm is wrapped around your naked back, holding you close to his own naked body. His eyes show that he is fully relaxed, and nothing will come to ruin the rest of the night.

B= Body Part (Their favorite about yours and their own body)

His favorite part of your body has to be your hips. He can’t resist it when you’re his little damsel in distress, even if you can handle yourself. The way your hips, your curves, just seduce his eyes. His own favorite body part might be his chest. Just one tug of his shirt, and you are all over him.

C= Cum (Where would it go? How dirty can it get to?)

He’ll like it in you, no objections. Though, he doesn’t mind having it on your stomach or your thighs…

D=Dirty Secret (Their secret, secret! (Shhhhh!))

He wishes to go to a ball with you, dance, eat, and all that good stuff, then waltz you away to sexual and romantic bliss in the host’s bedroom. But, if he could, He would love to get naked and dirty with you in a bath. Though, being the sweet Casanova he is, he would ask if that’s okay.

E=Experience (Have they done this before?)

Oh Ho Ho! If you don’t believe it, it makes for a lot of good fantasies. Ezio has a lot of experience, being the most fancied man in the city of Firenze. Even Caterina Sforza had her share (but she’s a bitch, so we don’t talk about that). And it’s a damn miracle you won’t get sexual diseases from him, it’s a fun fact that he’s immune to them.

F=Favorite Position (Pretty self explanatory)

His favorite position is when you’re riding on top of him. He likes seeing your whole front and, when your hips get sore and tired from all the grinding, he’ll be happy to take over and finish the job, touching all over your body and especially your hips.

G=Goofy (Are they funny or serious during sex?)

He can be a bit funny during this, if a mistake is involved or he does something goofy like presses his face on your chest or stomach, having you giggle or chuckle with his kisses or beard tickling you. But, for the most part, he takes sex seriously and wants to give you the same pleasure he’s feeling.

H=Hair (How well groomed they are, does the bush look like their facial hair; in color?)

I honestly think that he would only trim down there, and the color is somewhat lighter than his beard and hair.

I= Intimacy ( How intimate/romantic are they?)

You have all imagined this before, probably. It’s late at night, candles all over the room, and a passionate love affair is the main focus of the scene. Honestly, this probably has happened in his bedroom at some point. Just say his name, and he’ll show you his skills, even his tongue and fingers are going to make you feel excited.

J=Jackoff ( Do they do this? How much or how little? Where would they do it?)

When Ezio gets the time in between missions, and if you’re not there, he wouldn’t be jacking off by himself. He probably would have a room and another one of those fallen head over heels women helping him with that.

K=Kink (Are they? What would they do?)

He can be pretty kinky when it comes to wanting to explore more of you. Bondage would surely be involved and he might just blindfold you. He loves it when you’re surprised and curious about what he’s going to do next in his kinky actions of his. Modernly, I like the thought of him eating gelato off your body, or just using ice cubes, the teasing cold that gives you shivers and moans.

L=Location (Where they would do the do)

Mostly somewhere quiet and secluded, so it will most likely, almost always, be on a bed in a bedroom.

M=Motivation (What turns them on)

You just have to breathe in his general area. It’s also your Italian or foreign accent that does it too.

N=NO (Things they will NOT do!)

Anything you would not want. He would not force himself on you if you don’t consent to having sex, he’ll politely back away and say his apologizes. He might relieve himself elsewhere though…

O=Oral (Do they like it? Receiving or Giving?)

He loves to give it better, but receiving is also amazing. If you’re already skilled, you can make the man MOAN. He’ll be slightly embarrassed if it happens but won’t stop you from continuing.

P=Pace (Are they nice and slow, rough and fast, or in between?)

He’s mainly nice, rough, and slow. It also depends on how the setting and mood is. He’ll go nice or rough and slow after a long hard day’s work, something to relax the mind from the outside world. Rough and fast is when he gets jealous and can’t help but do so.

Q=Quickie (Do they like quickies?)

He likes quickies, but would do one in the mornings before work takes over. If it’s outside like at Rome or Firenze, he might pick a alleyway and risk getting caught grinding up against you before putting it in you. After the quickie, he’d give a passionate kiss and fix your outfit and hair and even his before you two go on your merry way.

R=Risk ( How Risky can they be?)

Well you are already taking a risk by just sleeping in his bed at night instead of your own. He is the mentor and Master assassin of the Italian Brotherhood, after all. Though, he also does tend to be a bit touchy when he really wants you, playing with your clothes or dress. He can pin you to a wall and lift your leg up, saying all the dirty things he wants to do with you that night, before leaving you with a smirk on as face as your whole outfit and hair are a mess from the intense makeout session that happened.

S=Stamina (How long can they go?)

He can go on for hours and many rounds. Sometimes, all he needs is a half n hour worth of one round, or he might have you already wet and cumming in minutes into it. He’s just pure sex, though.

T=Toy (Modernized)

With toys, the only ones would be for teasing purposes, which is what they all are, so Whatever toy you’re into, he’ll use it, and use it well.

U=Unfair (Do they tease, how unfair can they be?)

He rarely ever teases, only if he’s jealous of your presence around the assassin’s, especially the men. And prepare for a long, line of teasing, he’ll have you moan/groan so much you think you’re about to lose your voice. Might make dark love bites all over your neck and thighs, and a bit of spankings.

V=Volume (How loud are they?)

With the Brotherhood Headquarters being his home, you get the feeling that everyone knows you and Ezio got it going on. Especially the way your voice can get when he does his tongue or his eyes staring into yours.

W=Wild Card (Random Headcanon)

I think the song by Björk, “Venus as a Boy” is very well him as he ages like fine wine throughout his life. Don’t lie, Revelations Ezio is just as Handsome as Assassin’s Creed II Ezio.

X= X-Ray (What’s it like down there?)

Sir/Madame/Fellow Human, settle down now. I’ll make it short, he’s not short. 7 inches, but 10 inches erect.

Y= Yearning (How High is their sex drive)

I feel like his sex drive is always high. But he manages to keep it in well.

Z= Zzz… (Sleep)

He can sleep very easily after, and he loves it when he holds you close to him, or he spoons you from behind. He’d usually let you sleep first, kissing your forehead and saying goodnight. Though, he always falls asleep the same time as you.

#ezio auditore #assassins creed 2 #assassins creed #assassins creed revelations #assassins creed brotherhood #not safe for minors #18+ only #ezio auditore da firenze #sir please #he’s so fine #he’s so sexy #he’s so handsome #he’s so hot #he’s so gorgeous #he’s perfect #ezio assassins creed #the ezio collection #ezio trilogy

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lolishdes · 2 years

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❝Pure Ecstasy❞ || Fat Gum x Rock Lock

✧Request by @princeasimdiya12 !!

《So for my request, can you write a oneshot featuring Rock Lock and Fatgum having a bondage night please? You can decide on the sex acts and the bondage techniques. But id like it if Rock was the one tied up, gagged with tape, and stripped naked.》

✧A/N: OKAY LISTEN UP, I have never heard of this ship before, it's a really rare ass pair and I was so caught off guard when one of you sweeties requested it, but nonetheless I did it! I surprisingly had a blast writing it, certainly tests my comfort zone when it comes to writing different characters. Also @princeasimdiya12 stay awesome, I hope you enjoy this babe, sorry it took some time.༼ つ ◕_◕ ༽つ

✧Warning/s: NSFW content under cut, MLM, established relationship, dildo machine, over-stimulation, dacryphilia, Fat Gum being sweetly condescending, blindfold, bondage–specifically usage of red rope, usage of tape to gag Rock Lock, and muffling.

✧Summary: Widely known heroes Rock Lock and Fat Gum share a night of intense pleasure, although it's more like Rock Lock having his body and mind reach its limits with pleasure while his cheeky lover watches.

Minors kindly don't interact!

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From the outside, mostly during work hours, the two occasionally clash with each other. Though this is mostly because of Ken’s snarky remarks. To most people, these two look like they have nothing in relation other than work colleagues and righteous heroes, but behind closed doors where the lingering judgment of others are not present, is where their true natures lie.

Tonight Taishiro had to stay a little later than usual, to his dismay there was still some paperwork he had to look over so he was called back to the office. His eyes scan through the amounts of documents before him, but if he was honest he was almost getting impatient to finish his work quickly.

But his mind is then at peace once he remembers that his beloved is back at home waiting for him patiently. He sighs to relieve his frustration and goes back to his responsibilities.

The rattling of keys can be heard and a pair of huge feet enter the apartment. Once he entered, the apartment seemed empty and was filled with pure silence, but with excitement and joy the jolly hero entered their shared bedroom. “Hi sweets! I hope I didn't make you worry too much, just had some things to take care of back in the office!”

“Hhmf!”

Right before Taishiro's eyes laid Ken tied bound on the bed, his legs forcefully spread by the red ropes and his arms bound together by more red rope.

The vulnerable hero was currently being blindfolded and over-stimulated by a dildo machine, penetrating his hole repeatedly for the last 2 hours. His mouth was gagged with tape, making him unable to express those snarky remarks that he always has.

Fortunately, since he has been fucked sensless by that machine for a long time, all Ken could utter are desperate whimpers and helpless gagging sounds—trying to get pity from his huge lover.

“Awee, look at you! So helpless and ready for me!” The bed dipped deep as Taishiro sat at the edge of their bed, one his gloved hands pats the head of Ken, comforting his overstimulated lover. Ken tried speaking but the tape could only muffle his words to pathetic noises. With what little voice he had left, he tried sounding tough and angry, however this only deemed a useless attempt when the dildo hit his weak spot, he then let out a moan instead.

Taishiro continues to pat Ken’s head and shushes him to calm down his protest. “I know I know, I was out for long, but hey look at you! Being a truper, handling the dildo so well, and oh look at that, you trembling baby? Hmm?” With his pointer finger, he flicks his lover's erection which got him a very satisfying reaction, Ken’s legs trembled as they tried to close shut however the ropes stopped him.

By now, Ken was desperate for Taishiro to release him and to get that damned machine off him!

“Mmhg!” Ken pleads with his voice, wet patches can be seen from his blindfold. “Alright alright, I’ll release you! But only after you had oneee last orgasm, yeah?” Ken could hear Taishiro walk towards the dildo machine, this alarmed Ken as he started flailing his hands and feet.

“Hnnmg!!” Just then, the gluttonous hero speeds up the dildo machine to a more rapid speed compared to the slow pacing before. Ken’s back arches, his legs pulled on the red ropes, resisting the overpowering pleasure, however since Taishiro was there, he used his exceptional strength to ensure his lover's legs stayed wide and open for him to see.

The fat hero sadistically watches as his lover get tortured with immense pleasure, he would see the way Ken’s dick twitches and throb, precum pouring out him. Though Ken isn't the only one suffering, Taishiro has his own big problem below his belt to take care of after his beloved finishes.

Taishiro can tell his beloved was almost nearing his climax so he carefully tears off the tape on Ken’s mouth, immediately his lover curses at him “You goddamn–ah! S-sadist, i’ll fuckin–hng kill you– s-shit!” After saying so, his stomach heats up as his release arrives, he moans out in pure ecstasy– biting his lip trying to suppress his delicious noises. Ropes of cum violently release out of him as he strongly arches in pleasure, stripes of salives stickle down at the corner of his mouth. Taishiro is amazed with what he sees, completely mesmerized with the naughty scene in front of him.

He quickly turned the machine off while the smaller hero before him was catching his breath. Taishiro took the restraints off his lover's body, as he took off the blindfold last, he kissed the head of Ken while cuddling him close.

Soft shushes and caresses can be felt on the man's body, his mind too fogged up with pleasure to scold his perverted lover. “That's it, there there baby it's done, you did so good taking it for me. You deserve a reward, i'll carry you to a warm bath, how ‘bout that? ”

In a daze, though only a little conscious about his surroundings, he looks at his lover's very noticeable erection, his eyes questioning if his lover what's him to take care of it, Taishiro could only laugh heartily “Don't worry ‘bout me sweets, I’ll take care of that myself later. For now, let's get you cleaned up.” Taishiro then effortlessly carried his fucked out lover to a relaxing bath.

#fat gum #fat gum smut #bnha smut #bnha oneshots #rock lock #bnha rock lock #smut #fatgum smut #fatgum #mha #mha smut #mha oneshot #bnha taishiro #taishiro toyomitsu #toyomitsu taishiro #ken takagi #takagi ken

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vaya-writes · 1 year

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D T F for the characters of your choice >:3c

*rubs hands together like a fly before ruining your food* oh yes I've been working on this for the past two days.

also loved your joke

Briar:

D - Dirty secret

As of the start of her story, Briar is a virgin. Which shouldn’t surprise anyone, but it’s not like she gets the chance to talk about it or Wants to brag about the fact.

T – Toys

It has never even occurred to her that people can use toys in the bedroom. She’s quite scandalised when she finds out (though she pretends not to be).

F – Favourite Position

While not particularly controlling, Briar still likes to feel like she’s got some control of the situation. This lends herself well to positions where she’d on top, and can see what’s happening. She’s got to have 100% trust in her partner and be willing to be completely vulnerable before she’ll allow other positions, but if those needs are met, she can absolutely enjoy the relinquishing of control.

Isen:

D - Dirty secret

Absolutely craves intimacy and wouldn’t mind starting a family. But he has a bit of a reputation to uphold in the business and political world (which readers haven’t quite seen yet).

T – Toys

What toys does he use in the bedroom? Yes. 😊

Fr though, he’s happy to try anything that will work anatomically. Has more fun using toys on other people. Likes: decorative and elaborate accessories and outfits, gags, collars, using plugs and blindfolds on his lovers, doesn’t mind flogging, owns a dozen varieties of lube, and would probably be into pegging if he had an ass to peg (lets not think about that though). Dislikes? He’s not too big on using restraints when he can just use his body instead. Same with dildos. He’s packing double Ds, and doesn’t think he’ll ever need a spare.

F - already completed

Adalyn:

D - Dirty secret

She doesn’t have any! She prefers to keep her sex life under wrap though – her neighbours are absolute gossips and reputations are too easily made in the valley. I think the only thing that’s really a secret (perhaps even to her) is how kinky she is steadily becoming (girl is horny in the third arc).

T – Toys

In a perfect world she’d own some dildos. Something pretty and glass. In reality, nobody she knows in the valley makes sex toys and she’d rather rip her fingernails out than bring herself to ask a merchant to import some. Maybe one day she’ll have the nerve to ask Slate for one?

F – Favourite position

In the past she’s not been fussy, but also not particularly creative, habitually doing things missionary when she had access to a bed, but usually just bending over or sitting on a piece of furniture if she didn’t have the benefit of a bedroom. Whatever was fast, convenient, and simple was how she did things.

Since the trial broadened her horizons a little... she’s not too sure what her favourite position is. Only that there are a few new things she wouldn’t mind trying (being put in all kinds of compromising positions by Slate sounds ideal).

Slate:

D - Dirty secret

At time of posting the most interesting secret is probably how much he’s growing to fancy Adalyn. After the trial it becomes hard to not let his thoughts stray... Otherwise I don’t think he has a big dirty secret. Maybe a few little ones. Like how he’d enjoy being wrecked in bed, rather than doing the wrecking. Or the non sex related ones about how he feels about his heir status, etc.

T – Toys

Slate doesn’t own any, simply because 90% of his sex history is just hasty, heat induced flings. They’re mostly spontaneous. He also has no desire to use toys on himself. If his wife, however, were to express interest in sex toys, you just know he’d commission a whole set of them made. Nothing but the best for his wife.

F – Favourite position

With Adalyn? Any position where he can 1) see her face and 2) control the pace and force of the encounter. Missionary? Maybe. On the bed the bouncing of a mattress can be irritating to contend with. Sitting on the edge of furniture or standing against a wall? Much nicer. Generally, the more he likes his partner the more he wants to see their face and savour their reaction.

Thank you so much for asking ilysm <3

Asks are still open, hit me up I'd love to ramble about my OC's sex lives!!! Gimmie them letters.

#vaya writes #vaya replies #ask game #serving the serpent #the wyvern's bride #prompts

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foeyayshippingweakness · 1 year

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For the tropes: fuck or die; fake dating; mistaken identity; stockholm syndrome

fuck or die: gotta be a C- for me 😅 I don’t go searching for it and I generally don’t feel compelled to click on fics with it. I mostly see it in the form of bad guys made ‘em do it or sex pollen which usually renders the characters feeling incredibly distressed/guilty the entire time or just feeling too horny to be aware, and both of these things are distracting for me HAHA. of course, specific and creative fic situations can get me to read it and it’s not an immediate squicky nope. so it can depend on the writing and also my mood!

fake dating: also a C- 🤨 I can’t really think of a particular reason why. none of my most favorite/memorable fics ever have fake dating as the sole or main trope. I do know that I’m far more inclined for fake dating if it’s less to fool friends and family and more to fool an informal 3rd party. for example, I would rather click on a fic where two people fake a marriage due to visa issues than someone needing a plus one for a wedding or lying to an ex about having a significant other + needing to keep the lie going if that makes sense!

mistaken identity: this one can be interpreted in many ways 😤 “I don’t believe you’re this person you say you are” gets a D; “I thought you were an enemy in the dark so I accidentally stabbed you” gets a B; “person has sex… in the dark… or with a blindfold(?) thinking the other person is their SO the whole time when they’re not” gets a C; “oh, you must be his husband! (you are not his husband at all)” gets a D; “someone is kidnapped bc kidnappers thought they were someone else” gets a B; things more categorized under identify porn get an A- from me because identity squares can become tedious sometimes but the ensuing angst and shenanigans are mostly fun to watch!!

stockholm syndrome: A 😳 LOL. rises to A+ tier when whoever being stockholmed kinda has a screw loose already and the Situation just knocks that screw out. I’m not fond of straight up non-con which a lot of fics that fall under this tag have, but I like basically all the other elements in it; it’s even pretty fun for gen fics where there’s no romance but the MC is adamant on defending their kidnapper afterward. buuuut I think using the romance slash tag makes it more viable for the author to go deeper into darker/creepier scenes that typical gen fics don’t go for. most of all, I love the fight the MC always has with themselves in this type of fic, the back and forth between this person has made my life a living hell and oh no them being nice for even 5 seconds makes my stomach flutter (which might not occur if not for the isolation, trauma, etc). not only that, there’s sometimes pretty delicious build-up of the MC being forced to use their head and be clever, negotiate for “privileges” or show off their resilience. we get to see whumped!MC that was maybe already pretty lonely before ends up being cared for and pampered. this goes without saying, there’s the you’ve broken my rules so here’s your taste of pain. or sometimes there’s no violence and it’s just spending so much time with mainly only one other person makes your brain wonky. often a big theme is the “we have to fight to get out” goal becoming smaller and smaller and overtaken by the “but wouldn’t it be nice to just stay here instead?” and seeing how the author decides to spin the ending. it might be that they both die, that MC has to kill their kidnapper to get out, that MC becomes fully stockholmed even after being saved, that MC “fixes” their kidnapper and they all live happily ever after. oh BOY this one got really long, but I had a lot to say about the trope that might give some insight that people haven’t thought about before esp from someone who really likes reading stockholm syndrome fics but really doesn’t like non-con 😅

#ask game

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wndaswife · 1 year

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I'll definitely try to message soon but anyways onto the storytime session that's gonna escalate fairly quickly cause I suck at story-telling lmao. Also apologies for any spelling errors cause I'm lazy :")

For timeline purposes, I first met M back in early September when one of my friends decided to introduce me to a few of the friend groups he was in. Mostly playing video games at night each day since usually everyone is mostly avaliable during that time.

Now I have to admit, I absolutely love to play flirt so I tested the waters to see if it was okay a couple weeks into meeting and hanging out with M. Everything was really going well and we consistently joked, play flirted and got to know each other a bit more each day.

Fast forward a bit past Halloween and into the start of November, we just full on start discussing kinks and what me and M are into. I rarely ever had the courage to talk about kinks until now, mostly cause I highly trusted M and my closest friends in the group vc. Plus I knew it was a safe place to not be kinkshamed to the moon and back lol.

Anyways in one particular moment, I confided in M that I had a massive breeding kink and wished that I had a cum filled strap-on to play with. I don't have any toys myself, and I have never went to a sex shop yet either. On the downlow I kinda playfully joked that I wished M could buy me one (and maybe to fuck/breed me with 😏). We danced around that joke for a bit until M really seriously went, "🦐 I swear, I'm serious. Don't joke with me, I will fucking buy you one."

Fully blushing and giggling at this point over the mic, I just blurted out that I was being serious too and wanted her to buy me one. To which M agreed and a few days later, a bit before Thanksgiving I got a text really late at night from M on my ps messages in our dm.

I was really tired and on the verge of falling asleep, so I didn't really process it when M messaged me that she found and met a really nice women at sex shop relatively close in a nearby town next to my own town/state. I kinda gushed like the oblivious tired lesbian I was in the heat of the moment just going like, "Oh that's cool. Didn't realize there was a sex shop that close lol."

Then a bit past Thanksgiving, M asks me in the vc for my address if I'm comfortable with giving her that information. I chuckled slightly before teasingly requesting if she wanted my phone number too. M laughed in return and just simply replied, "If you're comfortable with that too, then yes."

We both giggle as I excitedly agreed, giving her both pieces of info into our dm. Again, because I'm an oblivious lesbian...IT DIDN'T REGISTER IN MY POOR BRAIN THE REASON M MENTIONED A SEX SHOP AND ASKED FOR MY ADDRESS Cckwkkzskka 👏😭

So the next day, I decide to text M and blindly ask her why she wanted my address. To which after I press send, I kinda anxiously check my phone consistently until M texts me back with, "Christmas Gift <3"

Like a bloody tidal wave, suddenly everything clicked and the realization finally dawned on me. My face turning bright red as I danced around getting hints about my gift with M and her vaguely giving me small hints of the details. To confirm that she is sending me a custom-made package with a variety of possible accessories and toys 😳

AAAAAAAACOEOOZOSLSSSLSLS LIKE HOLY SHIT M HAS SIGNIFICANTLY PUT MY STANDARDS SO HIGH UP IT'S JAWDROPPING 🙏😵‍💫

I say possible accessories and toys because one past days fairly recently I joined the vc and M went "🦐!! Hiiii I was just talking to (another friend in vc) about everything in the package I'm sending you."

My brain is bloody RACING at this point from all the possibilities that M ordered for me in that package. Cause I know we discussed other things like handcuffs in my favorite color or blindfolds and etc. LIKE SHE KNOWS EVERYTHING I LOVE AND ITS GOT ME SO EXCITED TO SEE WHAT SHE GOT ME BUT IT ALSO MAKES ME WANT TO GET HER A GIFT IN RETURN AAAAAAAAAA

I would love to give a small update once the package arrives but I also need to ask for permission and see if I can openly it immediately or have to wait. 🥺

Until then I'm going feral and constantly waiting for M to send the message that my package has arrived 🤤

- 🦐

OMGGGGGGGGGG HFJKHJGHJGKHJ

i must be rly deprived i felt like gelatin reading this 😫 omg that's sssssoooooooo

u rly have a sugar mommy............ u rly do i love that so much for you seriously

from someone who has sent packages from where i live- canada- to russia, it's literally the best and most surreal feeling to have an online friend get ur gifts like it feels amazing

has the gift come yet??? when u get it and you can open it, you could call her at the same time! and what a thrill would it be to send her videos of you........... using her toys help

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sukirichi · 3 years

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the morning after – gojo satoru ver!

warnings: slight dirty talk and suggestive content, like the yuuji one, nothing too explicit! Oh and a teasing, cheeky gojo :>

masterlist ! (photo not mine)

It doesn’t hit you until you’re whacked by an arm in the face. Literally.

You whine and push the foreign weight away that smushed your nose at the impact, less than pleased because you’re having the best of your life, but someone had to ruin it. Nevertheless, you refuse to open your eyes and settle into the warmth that encases you in that moment. It reminds you of your precious unicorn plushie you left back at your apartment; cuddly, precious, keeps the nightmares away, but the best part about this human teddy bear is that he’s all firm muscles and body heat instead of fur cotton.

Wait, what? Human?

It’s when you hear the man stirring above you with a husky groan that you freeze in your spot, eyes snapping wide open your vision blurs for a split second. The first thing you see is smooth skin and firm pecs, followed by a slender, strong neck and a sharp jawline – oh god.

So last night wasn’t a dream.

Clenching your teeth and even biting the inside of your cheeks to stop squealing – more out of embarrassment and shame than happiness, really – you slowly reach up between your squished bodies to pinch your cheeks, bringing blood and feeling back into them. No wonder you’ve slept so well last night, and as someone who prefers pulling an all-nighter until you pass out in the middle of an anime series, it’s quite rare to find a good eight hour sleep.

It’s not like you had much...activities performed that would take up too much energy. Until Gojo Satoru came, the teacher from the Tokyo school, and also the notoriously infamous “strongest jujutsu sorcerer.”

You’ve had a crush on him the moment you’ve started working as a teacher in the Kyoto school. Utahime, who was closer to him, was incredibly appalled when you told her one day about your raging crush on the white-haired man who looked absolutely breathtaking with his blindfold, but without them?

Just the thought of having seen them last night, when he was between your legs, no less, has you inwardly groaning and cringing so hard you feel so shameful that you can’t even look him in the eye. Satoru is fast asleep above you, one of his strong arms lazily draped over the curve of your waist and his fingers brushing against your bum. When you shift a little to give you both space, his fingers begin to hover dangerously close to a sensitive area and you let out a tiny squeak, muffling it with the back of your fist before he awakens.

This man had the Six Eyes – the last thing you wanted was for him to sense and notice the little things and wake up. No, you had to leave before he even gets the chance to move.

The chances of not waking him up was pretty slim, but you’ve always been proud of your sneaky movements that you try anyway. Fortunately, Satoru doesn’t seem to be a hardcore cuddler because he doesn’t pull you back when you finally slip past the sheets.

You freeze for a moment at the edge of the bed, still in disbelief that you actually slept with him. No, no, that’s wrong, you’d have slept with him anytime if he allowed it but – he actually slept with you. It’s not that you’re looking down on yourself because you’re also a special grade sorcerer and could stand your own ground confidently, but your powers when it comes to exorcising and your social skills are two different things that don’t even come close together.

You’re not worried that a special grade curse would kill you and take away your privilege of finishing that new manga you bought in your day off because you know you could handle it easily, but as a person, there’s a stark difference between you and Satoru.

True, he wasn’t exactly liked by everyone because he refused to be limited by rules and regulations, always claiming that one should not be hindered by the narrow-mindedness of the others, but it was something you really admired about him because you’re not like that. You’re old school, sticking by the book, much like his co-worker Nanami Kento who equally hates overtime, and while Gojo Satoru was loud and confident, you’re more of the person who stays by a corner during a party.

Which is exactly what happened last night at Utahime’s birthday party – aka the old wrinkly principal isn’t here so let’s get wasted type of party.

You’re not surprised that Gojo Satoru walked in, but when he did, you had to clutch your spirit water and drink it in haste because he’s got you feeling thirstier than you did last night – and you drink your water plenty. But how could you remain sane when he looked so gorgeous in just his uniform and his laughter has butterflies erupting in your stomach?

Truth was, you’re satisfied watching him from afar. It’s not like you ever plan on asking him out or being his friend because you’re sure Satoru has better things to do and prettier people to talk to, so when he sits next to you in the desolate leather couch, legs crossed over one another and his arm right behind you (although not touching, he respects your space) you nearly pass out.

One thing leads to another, and you find yourself writhing under his arms, shamelessly crying his name over and over again until the dead hours of the night that has his ego inflating.

You don’t remember how or exactly why it happened, but definitely, alcohol had to be involved. There’s no way Gojo Satoru would actually notice you, much less sleep with you, when he’s completely sober, which is why you scramble around the room with the blanket covering your bare body as you look for your discarded clothes.

If he wakes up and sees you, he’ll probably regret everything that happened last night, if he remembers any of it, anyway.

But you’re most definitely mostly sober through the whole thing, so you remember how good he was in making you feel like a goddess. The way he sucked on your neck, licking a stripe at your burning skin while his large hands groped your breasts possessively, all the while rutting in that perfect spot that has your eyes rolling at the back of your head with your nails running down his back – you shiver just thinking about it.

Gojo Satoru really has that effect on people.

You hide your flustered state and quickly pull on your undergarments, about to slip the sweater over your head, only to die on the inside because you realize you’re wearing those full cotton panties instead of sexy lingerie. With a groan, you fight back the urge to cry. But then again, who could blame yourself for not dressing sexily? It’s not like you had any idea that this would happen.

You’re halfway through your jeans when Gojo’s husky morning voice breaks through the silence. “Leaving already?” you hear him smile, although your back is turned to him, face completely morphed into terror. “Such a shame. I was actually thinking shower sex sounds nice – if you’re into that, of course.”

“Satoru,” you greet lamely with a bow, avoiding the way his stunning eyes raked over your form with an unreadable dark expression. “Uh, you’re awake, and...good morning, I guess.”

Gojo smirks at your flushed cheeks, and it takes everything not to stare at the way his biceps strain from the way he supports his head, hair sticking in every direction and looking absolutely sexy in the morning light. “Good morning to you too, Y/N,” your breath stifles, because he knows your name? “Although it would be an ever better morning if you weren’t such in a rush to leave,” he chuckles, “It makes me feel like maybe you regret what happened last night.”

Your head snaps up at his words as you shakily wiggle your arms, “No, that’s not true, I loved every second of it! It was...it was the best night of my life,” your cheeks tinge a shade darker when Gojo beams at your words, chest almost puffing out proudly. Shyly, you turn away from him and fiddle with the hem of your sweatshirt. “I just...I didn’t think you’d still want me here around, because you were drunk last night and all and I thought maybe you’ll regret it, which I don’t want to happen so yeah, I just thought I’d leave before I get to...” you clear your throat awkwardly, “...be rejected like that.”

“Y/N,” his voice falls an octave lower, the thoughts in your head growing so loud you don’t even hear that he’s already left the bed, and now he’s cradling your chin until you’re forced to witness the galaxies burning in his eyes. “You thought I was drunk last night and did it because I was just horny? That I would regret it and forget all about it?”

His proximity has your breath stuttering, your eyelashes slapping your cheeks as you blink rapidly. “Well, uhm, I’m not really your type, so I think it was safe to assume that.”

Gojo hums at your words, his calloused thumb running over your lips. A small smile flits across his face when he remembers how much of a good girl you were for him last night, obediently opening those lips up and letting him bask in the warmth of your wet cavern before swallowing all he has to give. Funnily enough, Gojo isn’t the best with his words, so he just tucks a strand of hair behind your ear before sighing.

“I wasn’t drunk,” he finally admits. The confession has you slipping from his grasp, but Gojo snakes his arm around the small of your back to pull you to him, the warmth of his bare skin seeping into your clothes. However, it’s nothing compared to the lust and adoration burning in his eyes – one you can’t properly fathom in this clouded state. “Tipsy, sure, but I assure you I was aware and sober for every little part,” his lips hover at your ear, one of his hands coming at the back of your neck to tilt your head to the side, granting him access to the hickeys he’d purposely left.

Just the sight of his markings on your perfect body has a tent growing in his pants. You feel his erection rub at the pad of your jeans, eliciting a small whine from you, and this makes Gojo resist the urge to bend you over right then and there. But he doesn’t do that, because he knows your body is too tired from his ministrations, and he’s nice enough to give you a break – even if that’s not exactly what your burning core wants at that moment.

“Like the way you clenched around my cock when I hit that sensitive spot of yours,” he laughs when you shiver at the way his breath tickles you, “Or how pretty you look when you cream around my cock, begging me to go harder because you can take it, and baby, I promise you, I loved it just as much as you did.”

Finally, Gojo pulls back, and he’s extremely satisfied when he sees how small and innocent you look just like that, as if he hadn’t just folded you in half to watch the way your pretty pussy welcome him and take him better than anyone else just hours ago.

“But,” he continues, “I think I enjoyed it a lot more, considering I’ve wanted to do that for such a long time now,” at his words, you furrow your brows, and that’s when he realizes his mistake. Gojo reverts back to his usual lighthearted self and fans his hand out almost comically with his hands on his hips. “I mean, not just the sex, though it is amazing, but having you close is what I meant. Like holding your hand or getting to kiss you,” he sighs dreamily as if you’re not in the same room as him.

“Uh,” you awkwardly begin, unsure of what to say. “Are you saying you like me?”

“Yeah,” he smirks, which shouldn’t have been such a sexy look on him, but because he’s Gojo, it was. “But Utahime said she’d cut my balls off if I even get near you. Thank goodness she was too drunk last night to ever see it, but I’m glad I talked to you. I’m just ashamed I’m only saying this after the sex but...would you like to go out with me?”

Thanks to his Six Eyes ability, Gojo is blessed with the privilege of seeing you malfunction before him as you try to find your words.

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wri0thesley · 3 years

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Nat, what are your headcanons for what kinks the JJK boys might be into? You choose which ones!!! (but it would be nice if you included sukuna ok bye👉👈)

anon you do not know what you are unleashing

warnings: mentions of dom/sub relationships, sensory deprivation, gags, blindfolds, pet play, spanking, jealousy, marking, pegging, breeding, bondage, humiliation, toys, dacryphilia, dumbification, corruption kink, predator/prey, unhealthy dynamics, somnophilia, guns, knives, needleplay, medical play. there’s a lot here.

♡ —-> below the cut: gojo, nanami, geto, toji, sukuna, mahito <—- ♡

♡ Gojo is one of those men who will try anything once, just to both say he has tried it and to see if he likes it. He hasn’t found something he hasn’t good at yet, and he sure as hell isn’t about to start with sex. He’s mostly a top; one of his absolute favourite things to do with you is to remind you of his strength. How powerful he is - he likes taking you against walls, holding you up with nothing but his own arms. He likes reminding you of what power he has over you. Big fan of you on your knees, looking up at him, pawing at him for attention. He likes overstimulating his partner until they don’t think they can come any more, and then they do. He also loves getting you to come without touching you; just seeing how utterly whipped you are for him. He also really likes sensory deprivation; gagging you, blindfolding you, tying your wrists together so you can’t touch him and all you can do is feel his hands sliding all over you. Has a bit of a kink for you dressing up cute; put on some cat ears, some frilly lingerie or a maid costume and he’ll be ripping it off of you in moments. If you’re smaller than him, he’s got a size kink - interlacing your hands with yours and smirking about how small they are, how small they’d look wrapped around his cock. He’s also a big fan of marking; he has a jealous, possessive streak. He hates thinking of other people touching you - hates it when you come home and other people’s cursed energy clings to you, and wants to ensure that it’s covered only with his. You can get him to sub for you, but he’ll be topping from the bottom, a bratty, cocky little monster as you peg him and he taunts you with ‘come on, you can go harder!’.

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♡ Nanami’s kink is making you feel good.

Oh, he’s a top alright - he’s one of those stern, caring dominants who loves heaping praise on you when you’re good, and punishes you as if it’s your own fault, acting as though he’s sorry to have to do it as he spanks you even though his cock is hard and straining by your cheek. He mostly likes your obedience; likes you to cockwarm him if he asks, with any of your holes - likes it if you run to do whatever he says. He loves tieing you up with his tie - he also loves shibari, though he clicks his tongue and admonishes you when you squirm. He’ll take you out with a rope harness under your clothes to a fancy restaurant and his eyes will darken as you squirm and the ropes press against your most sensitive areas. If you want him to be a mean dom, though, he’ll gladly provide - just expect to be absolutely smothered with gentle aftercare afterwards.

He’s got a bit of a hard-on for the idea of you being cute and domestic at home, waiting for him - wearing a frilly apron and nothing else, asking him how his day was, wearing a pretty night set and letting him slip inside of you while you’re half-asleep. He has a big breeding kink; he just wants you to know that you’re his, and he wants to spend the rest of his life with you. Perhaps has a little bit of a thing for public sex, though he’d deny it if asked - still, on a train, he always presses himself very close to you so you feel the hardness in his crotch and one of his arms wraps around you, big hands dangerously close to your more intimate areas.

Also, call him ‘Sir’. Secretly very into the power dynamic of you being helpless for him; try a sexy secretary roleplay with him and he may or may not absolutely lose it.

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♡ Geto can be nice, or can be mean - it depends entirely on what he thinks you deserve. If the two of you are on even footing, he’s a fairly traditional man. He likes you in fancy, elegant lingerie - he likes you with his cock in your mouth, deep-throating as far as it can go. He likes you in short skirts and no underwear, likes to watch his come trickle out of you when he’s fucked it as deep in you as he can go, likes to make you scream and moan out his name.

If he thinks you’re lower than him, or less than him, though--

That’s when he starts being mean. Orgasm control, a collar around your neck, a leash that digs into your soft skin when he makes you walk behind him like a dog. Degradation (and he’s very good at that); name-calling, leaving toys buzzing inside you and telling you you’re not allowed to come, gagging you - coming inside you and plugging you up so you don’t waste a drop, because you should feel lucky to get to have any of him inside of you. Very much likes using toys on you.

Spanking, pulling your hair, choking you. Fucking you silly. Dumbification, so all you can think about is him (it’s not like you had much in your pretty little brain to begin with, is it?). If Geto is going to be mean to you, Geto is going to be mean, and you are going to love every second of it.

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♡ Toji has a huge corruption kink. Taking someone innocent and wide-eyed and cute and just absolutely ruining them? Nothing gets him harder faster. He’s another with a size and a strength kink, too - no matter what size you are or how tall you are, he will push you around easily and you will have the breath knocked out of you because of how he hasn’t even broken a sweat.

Predator/Prey kink. Let him take you on a picnic and tell you to run; he loves the thrill of chasing you, of hunting you down - and probably, let’s be honest, eventually rutting into you like an animal with a hand pressed down over your mouth so you don’t alert any passers-by to the fact you are currently being fucked between the trees.

Likes ruining you. Pulling your hair, making your makeup run, making you drool and slur your words because of how fucked out you are. Ripping your clothes. His favourite place to come is always inside you, but he also likes seeing his come spread all over your chest, your face, your thighs. Likes petplay, too - only instead of being in it for the cute ears and tail, he’s in it to have you on all fours whimpering like a bitch in heat. Will spank you, and you will say ‘thank you’.

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♡ What isn’t Sukuna into, is more of the question here. Don’t even think for a second he’ll do anything like ‘sub’ for you - what he requests from his ‘partner’ (though it’s not really an equal partnership) is nothing less than total control. Everything you do will now be managed by him; he’ll decide what you wear (nothing), when you’re allowed out (never, you’re his now), and everything - down to how many breaths you should be taking in a minute. Will occasionally trip you up on his rules because he absolutely loves punishing you - spankings just seem to hit different when he has four arms to do them with.

Sukuna will accept nothing less than total power exchange. You belong to him now; and that means he can do anything he wants to you. Definitely into you being fucked silly, over-stimulated - size kink, belly bulges, the whole nine yards. He does have two dicks, and you can and will take them both at the same time. If he says ‘jump’, you don’t ask ‘how high?’ - you just do it.

On your knees before him at all times. Always ready to serve him, whenever he wants, never mind if people are looking at you - he gets a thrill out of people eyeing you up because he knows only he gets to touch you. Yes to cockwarming. Yes to degradation. Yes to being his human pet. Yes to fearplay - seeing the worry in your eyes is enough to have him wanting to fuck you right there and then. Yes to somnophilia, being touched whenever he wants to touch you, calling him ‘Master’. Yes to a chastity belt. Yes to you being humiliated, degraded, spanked, bitten, branded, spat on, choked, fucked until you can’t remember what it’s like not having one of Sukuna’s cocks inside of you--

Another one with a corruption kink, though his is a little more . . . sacrilegious than most. He is your God, now, and you’ll treat him as such - and that means serving him without hesitation. Knowing that you’re lucky to get a whit of his attention.

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♡ Mahito will sub and dom you with equal pleasure; he’s bouncing with curiousity to try absolutely everything that human sexual intercourse has to offer, and you’re his helpful little guide to that. He’s going to explore some of the weirder kinks with you, but his favourites always seem to come back to those uniquely human ones - there’s something, for instance, about medical play that gets him excited. All of those interesting new clinical words, getting a chance to study your body up close and personal, watching how you move and squirm and twitch with equal precision!

He’s a curse, and a curse born specifically of human hatred - he’ll let himself be degraded, and absolutely love it, but he’ll give back to you twice as hard and he’ll think it’s cute if it makes you cry.

You’re his favourite toy, so he’s not going to fuck with your soul - but that doesn’t mean he won’t fuck with you in other, permanent ways. Mahito’s very interesting in exploring scarring and branding with you; very interested in kinks that other people might worry are dangerous. Wax play? Yes, he’ll try it, but don’t be surprised if you get hurt! Needleplay? Ooh, he’s itching to see how you’ll respond to it - and don’t worry, he’ll let you do it to him too!

Big exhibitionism kink - for you, that is. He’s had to accept not many people can see him, but the idea of someone stumbling across you in public half-naked and watching your hole be pumped by an invisible cock? Very fun! Very good! Mahito’ll try knife play, gunplay, fearplay - with him, you never know if you’re about to meet your expiry date, because he’s always smiling and laughing even when he’s deadly serious--

Oh, and being able to change his body at will? He definitely wants to explore that. Being able to make his own limbs into knives and guns and tentacles, give himself a dick that gets bigger and stretches you out more as he fucks you - there’s no way he’s not going to use that. He gets very interested in all of that human pornography (there’s so much of it) - and Mahito wants to watch it with you, and explore the things they do in those films with you - for your own good, I suggest keeping him away from hentai.

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