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endlessthxxghts · 6 months
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What You Need
no outbreak!neighbor!joel miller x afab!reader || W/C: ≈6.3k
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Summary: You come home from a horribly stressful day at University to everything in your family home a complete mess only for you to take care of. Joel helps you and gives you exactly what you need.
Warnings: SUUUPER self indulgent (sorry guys - it makes for a good plot tho, so i’m not all that sorry <3). no use of “y/n”, age gap (22/42), LATINO JOEL MILLER (idc what anyone says, he needs a warning), established relationship, no physical descriptions of reader, pet names (darlin’, sweet girl, pretty girl, princess, etc.), reader “takes care of everyone but who takes care of her” plot, more porn than plot lol, [SMUT 18+ MDNI] daddy kink, sir kink, heavy on the D/s dynamic (reader falls into subspace), cockwarming, unprotected piv (don’t be like these 2 idiots), breeding kink, cum eating, creampie, finger fucking, finger sucking (briefly), choking, hair pulling, brief thoughts about anal, overstimulation/multiple orgasms, hickeys/marking kink, squirting!, toy use, fluffy ending… i think that’s it?? (dear lord pls forgive me, for i have sinned)  if i missed anything, lmk pls!
Quick lil author’s note (see bottom for extended a/n): In all honesty, I wanna dedicate this (nasty) little one shot to @javierpena-inatacvest because if it wasn’t for our interactions as of late plus reading your “It’s Never Too Late” fic, I never would’ve said fuck it and just start writing with the intention of potentially showing it to the world. Thank you for inspiring me. You’re amazing & I literally love u so so much. You deserve phenomenal head all the love in the world for everything you do <3.
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It was a long day at university today, as per usual, but something about today completely drained you. 
You went to bed past midnight last night because you were busy finishing up a paper, only to get up at 7am the next morning to spend the next 13 hours juggling between classes, assignments, and studying in your “free” time. By the time you were ready to head back home, you were on your very last thread, begging to snap. You also completely spaced on nourishing your body today, the only thing running through it being water and coffee — lots of coffee. 
That’s not even the worst part. The worst part is that the minute you entered your family home, the entire house was an absolute mess, your pets weren’t given their food yet, and no dinner was made. And just like every other day since you grew into an acceptable height to reach the kitchen stove, you took care of it. All of it. 
You were so grateful to your family for allowing you to stay at home during your undergraduate years. It makes your in-state tuition even cheaper, and you get the comfort of your own bed. You knew not many people could rely on their parents and family like this, so you don’t want to sound selfish when you think about how you really wish you had your own place right about now. 
It’s been an hour and a half since you've been home, and you’re barely finishing up getting the food for your dogs when your phone dings in your back pocket. 
Didn’t text me when you got home, baby. Everything okay?
It was from Joel. The neighbor directly across from you, and a quickly growing family friend of yours. Your heart both saddens at the fact that you forgot your unspoken ritual, but it swells at the way he can read you. 
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It all began at a small family party last year. You were 21 at the time, and for some reason you could not take your eyes off of your neighbor — who was 20 years your senior. It was always just shared glances or you bringing baked goods from your stress-baking endeavors, but at that party, there was a good period of time where your entire family went outside to the bonfire in the backyard to drink until their hearts gave out, leaving you with the dishes and a trashed house to clean. Joel noticed this, how much they relied on you. Whether it was coming over for a beer with your brothers or your father, or to fix an appliance for your older sister, they always walked all over you — when you did absolutely everything for them. So, he took matters into his own hands and went inside to help you clean up. 
You insisted he didn’t need to, but you knew he wouldn’t let up. So, there, you two worked, harmoniously, straightening up your home in half the time it would normally take you by yourself. The second you completed the last task, you reached for the remote and plopped yourself on the couch, half expecting Joel to go back outside with your family. Except, he plopped himself on the couch right next to you with the sweetest smile you’ve ever seen, “What are we watchin’, darlin’?” 
“You know you could’ve stayed outside with everyone else, Miller,” you say as you turn your body to him with an eyebrow quirked up. He matches your expression, “Well, where’s the fun in that?” 
You break into a breathy little giggle, satisfied with his comeback, and you turn on the TV. With your family completely occupied outside, it was easy for either of you to make a move. And although Joel had been planning to for the last few months before this party, you took matters into your own hands and lifted his arm closest to you, tucked yourself into his side and pulled his arm back around your body. He looked down at you, smirking at your boldness while your eyes remained fixed on the movie before you. 
The next few hours of the night were filled with secret caresses and stolen kisses, and you have never felt more loved and appreciated in your life. From then on, you’ve been absolutely smitten with him, and he with you. 
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Instead of replying, you dial him instead. Not even a third ring goes by before he answers, “Baby.” 
“Oh my god, hi, baby, I’m so sorry. I completely spaced. The minute I got home, the house was a mess, the dogs weren’t fed yet, dinner wasn’t even cooked, and I-”
“Mi amor,” he says with a deep breath, implicitly telling you to take one, “it’s okay, baby. I don’t wanna hear sorry from you. I’m sorry everythin’ is a mess, baby. Can I help? Need me to come over?”
Your rapid heart rate immediately starts to slow at how calming, ready and willing he is to give you anything you need. Your family would go absolutely insane if Joel just showed up right now with the sole intention of helping you take care of the home and yourself, but you don’t mention that. “No, baby, I promise I’m okay. I just need to relax. I need-” you pause for a moment to take another breath because you feel your body going panicky again. “I need…honestly, I just need you.” 
After the shitty day you’ve had today, having to take control of every single thing, honestly all you really want, and need, right now is for your control to be taken away. You don’t want to think, you don’t want to decide, and you don’t even want to figure out your dinner even though you haven’t eaten all day. 
He pauses for a moment, hearing the slight whine at your last statement. And just like that, Joel is at your rescue. “You need me, huh, babygirl?” 
“Mhm, please.” 
“Cross the street, darlin’, right now,” and he hangs up the phone. 
You bolt out of your seat, and sprint straight to the front door, quickly locking it. You think to say something on the Ring camera, letting your family know you’ll be back, but you know they won’t even think twice at your absence. You already cleaned the house and took care of the animals they begged for but don’t care for — why else would they look for you? 
Just in case they do check the cameras, however, you immediately veer to the left side of your driveway into the blind spots of your front door. 
Within seconds, you’re at his door about to knock, but he’s already opening the door, whispering a soft hi followed by your name, and pulling you into a tight embrace. He pulls you away for a second, assessing your face, assessing your needs. He sees your brows pulled together, eyes glossed over, and a pout beginning to form. You don’t need soft and comforting. You need stern, dominating control. You need nothing but pure bliss, and he’s going to give that to you. But first: 
“Safe words. Repeat em’.” 
“Red for hard stop, yellow if I’m starting to get uncomfortable, and green to keep going.” 
“That’s my girl,” he says and finally pulls you in for that rough, all-consuming kiss you’ve been craving. It’s a battle of teeth and tongue, and obviously he wins. His hands are roughly sliding down to the underside of your asscheeks, tightly pulling you into his hardening bulge. You reach up to wrap your arms around his neck, but pause for a moment because he never gave you permission to. He senses that, and pulls back for just a moment. “Such a good fuckin’ girl for me. Go ‘head, baby, touch me.” 
You immediately bring your arms back up to grab ahold of him but too riled up in how he’s making you feel, you don’t notice the huge grumble your empty tummy makes. He pulls both your wrists back from his neck and puts an insufferable amount of space between you two. 
He says your name, filled with both concern and slight anger. “When was the last time you ate?” 
Silence. 
He lets go of your wrist and grabs your chin between his pointer and thumb, forcing you to meet his eyes. “I’m not askin’ again, baby.”
“Y-yesterday night,” you stumble out. 
“I’m not givin’ you a heavy meal ‘cause that’ll just upset your stomach, but I am fixin’ you somethin’. Go upstairs, change into the clothes on the bed, come back down and position yourself on the ottoman, like I taught ya last week, hm?”
Too enamored by his roughly smooth voice, all you can muster up is a nod. His eyebrow barely shifts, but that’s all a warning you need. “Yes, sir.” 
Padding up into his room, already feeling your insides start to float, you reach the edge of his bed to see a pair of black cheeky boxers, and a thin, fitted black tee. You quickly strip off everything you arrived here in and slip on the garments he gave you. Wasting no time, you head back down in a bee line to the ottoman. 
Like I taught ya last week, hm?
His words echo in your mind as you begin to recall last week’s endeavors. 
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You were straddling his lap for a while now, slowly swallowing each other’s moans and making every part of each other’s body ingrained into your memories. Until suddenly he pulls back, eyes dead set with intention. “You trust me, baby?”
“Always, Joel,” you say back with as stern a voice as possible, confused as to why he’d ask such a thing. “Can I teach you somethin’, then, darlin’?”
You pull him into one more kiss before you breathily tell him yes and pull yourself off his lap to stand before him, fully at his disposal. 
He stands up, and without any verbal indications, he’s grabbing onto you and molding your body onto the ottoman in a position that begins to drift you off into subspace. You don’t know if it’s the fact that you're sitting on your knees with your legs tucked under you, or if it’s the slow drag of his hands caressing your inner thighs, pulling them farther apart from each other. Or maybe it’s the way he softly places your hands, palms up, atop of your thighs. Whatever the hell it is, you absolutely fucking love it. 
He feels you melting into every little touch he makes and he notes every little moment you slip further and further into your space. “Doin’ okay, my sweet girl?” he asks, voice dark and sweet. 
All you can pull out of yourself is a pathetic little whine and a head nod. 
“This is position number one. Remember it. We’ll learn more later, but this’ll do just fine for a while, baby.”
And with that, he kisses you ever so softly but with such a dominating, addictive energy that you feel yourself try to push up into him, and immediately he pulls away. 
“Sweet girl, Imma let it slide this time, but you do not move from this position unless given permission. Ya hear?”
You return to your original position and assure him how good you’ll be, “Won’t happen again, daddy, I promise.”
His jaw clenches at the honorific; that’s your number one tell that signifies you’ve completely submitted and fallen into subspace. He had originally planned on giving you what you asked for two days ago — “Please, Joel, I need you to fuck me, hard.” — but seeing you all docile and ready for him just makes him want to absolutely praise you in the most beautiful ways possible. 
So that’s what he did. For hours. An hour of bending you over the ottoman to eat your pussy like a man who had all the time in the world, an hour of fingering orgasm after orgasm out of you while his mouth switched between licking and marking your tits, and a few hours after that just slowly fucking you into his mattress, caressing and loving on every single part of your body he could reach. 
Let’s just say, your family didn’t see you for the rest of that day or the next, and you did not care one fucking bit. 
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You shuffle onto the ottoman, your form now perfected after secretly practicing each night to increase your endurance of staying in such a position for however long Joel needed you to. 
You wait for about five more minutes before he comes back with a platter of all of your favorite fruits — strawberries, mangoes, and pineapple — and sits on the cushioned seat right in front of you. He melts at how good you sit for him, immediately disregarding his original plan and wanting you as close to him as possible. 
“My good, beautiful girl,” he says softly, in a way that you’re not sure if it was even meant for you to hear, but you still melt nonetheless. “Come,” he says as he pats his lap while setting the plate off to the table beside him. 
You shoot up like a lightning bolt, too excited at the thought of being able to feel him again, but before you can climb up, he grabs your hips, stopping you for a second. He slides his fingers into the hem of your underwear and slowly slides them completely off of you, setting them neatly on the ottoman behind you. He slowly reaches for his belt, then slides it off, letting it fall somewhere on the ground. You stand completely still, patiently waiting for whatever he’s going to give you, although your pussy is proving anything but patient. 
He undoes the button and zipper of his jeans and signals for you to come up. “Take me out, cariño.”
You climb up on his thighs, not fully straddling him to give yourself some room to tug his jeans and boxers down enough to pull him free. You pull him free with a small moan escaping your lips, wanting to dart your tongue out and lick his angry tip, but he didn’t give his permission for that. So, you begrudgingly let him go, and wait for what comes next. 
“Here’s what’s gonna happen,” he states nonchalantly as if his dick isn’t absolutely begging for you to reach out and grab it. “You’re gonna sit on my cock, keep me nice and warm. Without moving. Only until you’ve eaten all the fruit on this plate will I think about what’s gonna happen next. Got it?”
Your voice trembles, “Y-yes, sir.” 
He nods his head, while bringing his hand up to your mouth, signaling for you to let your drool fall. You scoot closer and lift your hips up while he pumps himself a few times to completely cover himself in your spit. With how much your cunt is dripping, you knew his lewd act was for his benefit and his only. 
The second his tip catches at your entrance, you can’t control the high-pitch whine that falls from your mouth, and he can’t stop himself from gripping your hips with a bruising force in an attempt to keep from mercilessly pounding up into you right here. 
“So f-fucking full,” you breath out as you sink lower and lower, to which he nearly growls with a strained, “So fucking tight.”
You finally bottom out, and you both take a moment to breathe and settle any impulsive thoughts of forgetting the purpose of tonight’s scene. You shift a little to adjust to settle your legs more comfortably at his sides, while he leans over to bring your plate of fruit closer. Both your actions together make you hiss in desperation.
“Color, baby?”
“Green, sir, green,” you promise him.
He smiles, genuine and bright, before his face goes dark and smug again. He picks up a piece of pineapple with his fingers. “Open.”
You lean in and take the sweet fruit from his fingers, making sure to lick any residual of the pineapple’s sweet juices. This goes on until you’ve finished every last piece he cut for you. Towards the last few pieces, your pussy was absolutely drenching his cock with your slick, both your thighs and his soaked. He could feel every pulse and every flutter, and no matter how patient he usually was, something in the air tonight was testing every ounce of his strength. 
He sets the plate aside and licks a mix of fruit juices and your spit clean off his fingers. You watch him, completely entranced by the way his tongue wraps around his thick fingers, and you can’t help but feel such an aching need to throw yourself at him. 
So you do. And to your surprise, he allows it. You pull both his arms to wrap around your middle and you push yourself into him for a searing kiss, whimpering for him to slip you his tongue. He indulges, and you immediately begin grinding your hips down onto his cock. He growls and wraps his arms tighter around you, adding more pressure into your grind, forcing you to break the kiss to regain your breath. “Fuck, baby. Such an impatient little one, aren’t ya?” He rasps out. 
Your hips move faster at his words, trying to will yourself to say something, anything, but you can’t. He notices your effort. “It’s okay, I’ve got you, baby, hm?”
And with that — with the notion that he’ll take care of you with anything you need — you completely fall. “Y- yes,” you moan out, “Da- fuck- daddy’s got me.”
Ah, there she is. Daddy’s girl. His back straightens so he’s towering over you more. He grabs your jaw tightly while you continue to pleasure yourself on his dick, forcing you to hold his stare. “Oh, sweet girl, daddy’s always gonna give ya what ya need. Promise, baby. Now be the good little girl I know you are and cum for me.”
You can feel him meet every movement of your hips, coaxing your high out of you faster than you realize. The wet, squelch your pussy makes every time you suck him in is enough to make him release his load, but he won’t. Not until you’ve came more times than ever before, not until you’re left completely fucked dumb. 
He snakes his hand down to the front, reaching for your clit, using his thumb to make mind-numbing, calculated circles. Your back arches at the sensation, head thrown back, and he brings his other free hand to the back of your neck to pull you closer into him. He ravishes your neck all over, sucking and biting all your weak spots, your pulse points, only to run his tongue over it in soothing motions, getting even more worked up at the marks that’ll form tomorrow. Then, he rips your shirt right in half, letting it fall to the ground. So much for makin’ you change, he thinks. He brings his mouth lower and lower, sucking one of your nipples in between his teeth, throwing you over the edge.
Your vision goes white, your entire body goes rigid, and your pussy uncontrollably flutters around his dick as he peppers your neck and chest with more kisses while you come back down. 
Your body is now soft and pliant, fully ready for whatever more Joel is going to give you. Your head is still high up in the clouds, and it will be for a while, but he always knows how to take care of you. You feel him slowly lift you off his dick and you hear him groan as he looks down. 
“God fucking damn, doll, look at you all over me. Such a fuckin’ mess.”
Your face heats up immediately, “I- I’m sorry, daddy, I-”
He grabs your jaw again and pulls you in for a sloppy kiss, all teeth and tongue. He pulls away bringing your bottom lip with him until he lets go, letting it fall back into place, now wet with his spit. “Don’t fuckin’ apologize for that. You made daddy so proud, baby. So much so that you’re gonna do it again for me,” he says as he squeezes your ass cheek. 
You squeak out a gasp and a breathy please. He stands up and makes his way to his bedroom with you still wrapped around him like a koala. 
Immediately he throws you on the bed, and before you’re able to scramble up towards the pillows, he’s already pushing you up by the thighs and kneeling between your spread legs. 
He releases one thigh for a quick second and holds his hand out, “Pillow, baby.” It takes your blissed mind one moment to register, but as soon as it does, you don’t waste a second, grabbing the pillow next to your head and eagerly handing it to him. He takes the pillow and taps your thigh twice, signaling for you to lift up. He secures the pillow under your hips then brings both his large hands back to the underside of your thighs, pushing your legs up so you’re nearly folded in half, giving him complete access to your dripping heat. 
If there’s one thing about Joel Miller, it’s that he loves to make a fucking mess. You thought your first sensation would be one flat lick up your cunt, but instead you feel warmth. Wet and warm and everywhere, and finally you realize, he let his mouth fill with spit only to absolutely drench you with it. Once he’s satisfied with his mess only then does he dive into you like a man starved. Licking and pushing into your slit while the tip of his nose rubs against your clit has you climaxing in an instant, your back arching and your hips lifting as much as they can with the weight of his hands on your thighs keeping you in place. 
He lets one hand slowly slide off your thigh and up your belly until he reaches one of your tits, switching between grabbing your entire breast and pinching your nipple. He continues to lick at you and circle your clit with his tongue until you’re a complete whining mess from the overstimulation. “Daddy, please,” you moan. 
He lifts his head, eyes as black as ever, “I’ve got you, princess, you can take it.” He reluctantly breaks away from your cunt and kisses his way up your body, taking his time with sloppy, open mouthed kisses near your hip bone and your sternum, knowing those areas drive you crazy the most. He makes sure to bite a little extra hard in some areas on his journey up, knowing you love to admire all the marks and bruises he makes on you. 
He sucks another bruise right underneath your jaw, making you push up into him more, while his hands continue to wander and grasp every part of your body that he can. Finally he reaches your mouth and gives you a sweet, long kiss to your mouth, distracting you enough that you don’t see him reach for the vibrator in the nightstand beside the bed. You feel him slide his hand back down your body, but you still don’t realize the vibrator’s presence until you feel the buzz directly on your clit. 
Out of pure reaction, your hand flies to the nape of his neck and tugs sharply, all while obscenities fall pathetically from your mouth, “Oh- f-fuck, daddy, yes! J-just like that, please, please don’t stop…” The quick-paced, blinding pleasure builds so fast it cuts off your dirty mouth and reduces you down to moans and gasps and whines of daddy, daddy, daddy. 
He slips two fingers into your pussy, sliding in with so much ease with how wet you are from a combination of your cream and his spit, all while he uses his other hand to push the vibrator into your bundle of nerves. 
You don’t know whether it has been one minute or one hour of this, but all you know is that you’ve got sweat lining your forehead, beading down your body, and you absolutely can’t take the buzzing pleasure with the constant come-here motion with his fingers anymore, you have to let go. Although this time, it feels different than the rest of the times Joel has made you cum. This time… this time it feels like- you have to pee? 
Immediately you start to panic and try to break away from his hold, unable to allow yourself to fucking pee all over him. “Daddy, wait! Please stop.. it- it feels different, like I.. I think I’m gonna pee..” you gasp, trying to articulate your thoughts while he continues his torture on your cunt. 
His eyes go wide and it immediately registers for him, “Fuck, baby, don’t worry about that, just let go. Come on, daddy’s got you. You trust me?” 
You hesitate for a moment, but still, you know the answer, “Y-yes, daddy.” 
“Good, my princess. Cum for me, fuckin’ soak me. I told you I wanted another fuckin’ mess,” he demands and fucks you even harder with his fingers and increases the pressure of the vibrator. 
You all but scream, definitely sure the neighbors can hear you, but you don’t give a fuck with the fireworks erupting behind your eyes and all throughout your body. Your body is still convulsing and you’re sure you’ve gone unconscious for a moment, but what brings you back to the Earth is the feeling of a warm, flat tongue licking you all over, cleaning you up. Then another sensation hits you: your bottom half is completely fucking drenched. You muster up all the strength you can to open your eyes and look down to see what’s going on. 
You see your big, broad man licking you up so sweetly, but from his mouth down he is also absolutely soaked, down to the collar of his dark green shirt he was wearing. 
Holy fuck. You fucking squirted. That was new. And with Joel’s reaction to it, you’re definitely sure that’s not gonna be the last time he pulls that out of you. 
He doesn’t realize you’re up again until you’re softly calling his attention back up to you and not your pussy. He makes eye contact with you, and his eyes fucking sparkle. Yeah, there’s no way this was a one time kind of thing. He sits back up on his haunches and strips himself of his shirt. He never pulled his jeans back up from when you used him to get off in the living room, so his dick has been patiently waiting for attention since your last two orgasms. 
He strips himself completely at the bottom half, too, leaving you with a perfect view of his toned chest, softer middle, and bulging arms and shoulders. Your cunt, all used and abused, fucking clenches on nothing at the naked sight of him. Of course, he fucking notices. 
“Oh, my poor baby. She’s just fuckin’ beggin’ to be filled, huh?” His southern drawl always intensifies whenever he gets spurred on like this. And, fuck, if it doesn’t make you fold more than you already do. 
You whine at his words and spread your legs even wider for him to see what’s rightfully his. 
“Just beggin’ to get pumped full of my fuckin’ cum, huh, princess? Is that what she wants? That what my babygirl wants?” 
“Please, daddy! Yes, that’s what I- what I need, daddy… need you ins- fuck- need you inside, daddy,” you ramble out, already fucked stupid but still begging for more. He situates himself on top of you, stopping your begging with a harsh kiss that leaves your already swollen lips throbbing. “Shhh, I’m gonna give you what you need, darlin’,” and he kisses you one more time as he begins to notch his tip at your entrance. 
He hooks his arm underneath your knee, hiking your one leg up higher to open you completely. You feel him start to push in deeper, and neither of you can help the initial gasp of how good it feels to be consumed by one another. He leans down again to kiss you, unable to get enough of your lips on his, and you bring your hand back up to the back of his head, keeping him close to you, feeling the exact same way. 
He completely bottoms out into you then, his breathing labored and you, a whimpering mess. No matter how many times you two have fucked, his sheer size always makes you feel like it’s the first time. He stays still to let you get used to the feeling again. You both lay there for a few minutes, kissing and consuming each other’s breaths and moans while he gives you rhythmic little grinds to stimulate your clit. Your pussy is sobbing at this point, enough wetness has accumulated that he’s able to slide right out until just the tip is in you and he pushes right back in, hard. 
He fucks you hard, maintaining this rhythm for a while, completely consumed by the way you wrap around him so perfectly. What started off as one leg hiked up around him turned into a complete mating press, giving you the maximum sensation of his length and girth pumping in and out of you. He always gets so foul-mouthed whenever you two end up in this position, not that you’d ever complain because you love hearing that rough, sexy Southern drawl utter absolute filth that only your ears will ever get to hear. 
“Fuck, darlin’, it’s like she was fuckin’ made for me. Wrapped around my cock, so fucking tight and warm. I could spend fuckin’ forever here wrapped up in your tight fuckin’ cunt,” he groans. 
“All for you, daddy, always,” you respond, purposefully squeezing your pussy tight in time with your words. That drives him absolutely fucking crazy that he pulls his arm upwards in between your legs that are resting on his torso and brings his hand up to wrap around your throat. “Say it again,” he growls, “tell me who the fuck this pussy belongs to, baby.” He squeezes the sides of your neck tighter, creating an even lighter sensation in your head coupled with the submissive daze you’ve been in since you got here. 
“F-fuck, d-daddy- shit,” you can’t focus on anything but the way he feels wrapped around your neck while balls deep inside of you. 
“Darlin’ girl,” he warns, “don’t make me repeat myself.”
You sob out, willing your body to respond to him, willing your body to obey, “Th- this pussy belongs t- to-“ you take a breath, “to you, daddy, only you. Forever.” 
He releases your throat and pulls your legs down from the mating press, wrapping them around his waist instead. He places one hand at the back of your head and the other on the headboard, then kisses you furiously before breaking away, “God damn f-fuckin’ right, princess. All fuckin’ mine to do whatever I fuckin’ want.” And with that, he’s slamming into you, his hand on the headboard in a (wasted) attempt to save the wall from the constant banging. 
“Touch that pretty little clit, princess,” he breathes out, chasing his own release now with the sole intention of marking you with his seed. One hand still on his neck, the other snakes down to rub your clit in fast, messy circles, your body begging to cum for a fourth time tonight. “Daddy,” you whine out again, the honorific clearly being your only vocabulary for tonight. 
“I know, honey, I know,” he coos, “Cum for me, mama, and I’ll fill you up right fuckin’ now,” he sucks on your bottom lip, “You want that, baby? To be pumped full of me?” He knows your answer, yet he still asks anyway knowing how much his words affect you. 
“Please, God, yes, fill me up… I need your cum so fucking badly, I need to feel you, please,” you beg, only spurring him on more. 
With both of your mouths spilling such dirty words, his lips anywhere they can reach with the combination of you playing with your clit and him pounding into you, your body enters the astral plane yet again for the fourth time tonight. Though, this time, you force your body to come back down, so you can feel his warmth spill into you. 
It only takes but a few more thrusts after you climax for him to follow suit, roaring out as hot, thick ropes of cum spill into you, overflowing and dripping out of your sore cunt. He slowly pulls out, labored breathing, sits back up and just watches. Watches as your pussy clenches to keep him locked inside of you, watches as his load drips down your folds over your tight, little asshole. Another day, he thinks to himself with a smirk. 
He doesn’t even realize what he’s doing until his fingers are engrossed in the thick combination of your releases. You moan out at the sensitivity of your pussy, but Joel doesn’t care. He slips his middle and ring finger in, feeling just how much he filled you up. And before you know it, he’s pumping in and out of you yet again, his eyes completely focused on your glistening sex, hitting that spongy spot inside of you that has you fluttering for another fucking release. 
“Ahh,” you hiss, not knowing whether you want him to stop or keep going. He uses his other hand to rub on your clit. Fuck. Yeah, okay, you want him to keep going. “Shit, daddy, I’m gonna cum again,” you say as you scramble to get ahold of the bedsheets. 
Joel’s gaze breaks away from your cunt to look at you, he smirks like the devil, “Oh, yeah, honey? Gonna give me another one? Come on, baby, I know you have it in you,” he slips a third finger inside. You whine at the stretch. “One more mess, baby, and then I’ll take care of you, I gotcha,” he says for comfort. 
You’re nearing the point where you guys usually begin to transition into aftercare, and he knows. He always knows. But he also knows that today you need a little extra push, so he gives it to you. 
The thrusts of his fingers don’t come to a stop, but they exponentially slow. “Give me a color, mi amor,” he softly encourages. Even with your erratic breathing, you’re able to force out, “Oh my god, daddy, green, green, green, please go faster, just like before, please-” 
He quickly leans forward and stops your blabbering with a chaste kiss and chuckles when he pulls back, “My god, I love you so much, princess.” Then his fingers pick back up to the speed you were so desperately loving before, his and your cum leaking out all over the inside of your thighs. 
“Fuck, daddy, I love you so fucking much, fuck, thank you, thank you,” you cry out. A few more pumps and a few more circles to your clit and you’re cumming for the fifth (and final) time tonight. Joel groans at the way you finish on his fingers, and it’s his mouth that blabbers out this time.
“Shit, baby, yes, soak my fuckin’ fingers, let me feel you, fuck-” He’s so enthralled at the sight before him, he doesn’t hear you pleading for him to stop pushing in and out until the honorific fades, “Baby, baby, baby,” you frantically breathe. 
He makes eye contact with you again and realizes how caught up he was in you. “Oh, darlin’, shit, I’m sorry, mi amor. What’s your color, baby? Fuck, I’m sorry-” 
It’s you this time who forces your entire wobbly body to push up and meet him in a bruising kiss. “Stop, daddy,” you say with a lilt in your tone, signaling to Joel that you’re back from subspace. You smirk, “My color is green, cowboy, but I really need you to run me a warm bath now because I can’t move a single muscle with how you had me, baby,” and pull him in once more for another kiss. 
His smugness returns and he pushes you back down on his bed, peppering your face and neck with kisses, forcing sweet out-of-breath giggles from you. “That, I can do, baby. May I join you?”
Your face completely softens, your stresses and worries from the last 24 hours completely nonexistent. “I’d be mad if you didn’t, Miller.” 
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The next hour and a half — or until the bath water becomes tepid — is spent with him cherishing your body, washing you with your lavender, oat milk body wash you love so much, ultimately just helping you softly come down from your oxytocin high. 
You’ve never felt more loved, appreciated, or taken care of in your life. He always makes sure your come down is smooth and unnoticeable as you fall from a blissed state of mind to one of pure love and adoration. As long as you have him in your life, you truly believe you have all of what you need. 
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As he’s drying your body up and slipping you into one of his t-shirts, your stomach growls… loudly. 
“Darlin’...” 
You pull away from his grasp, jokingly rolling your eyes while smirking, “Yeah, yeah, Miller. Come on. Gotta fill me up again, don’tcha, cowboy?” 
“Jesus Christ,” he breathes out followed by your name, “Tryna put me in an early fuckin’ grave or what?”
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Author’s note - extended: Hi guys! I birthed this little one shot on a Friday night while sippin’ on a glass of whiskey and stressing about the stressful entire week I just had. This isn’t my first time writing, in general, but this is my first time writing with the intention of truly producing a story out of it.. this is also my first story I’m posting, so I’m very nervous. Even if just one other person reads this and enjoys it, that’s all that matters to me <3 I also wanna give a quick thank you to my bestie, who’s an AVID smut reader, for proofreading this. She said, and I quote, “gotta change my panties” and “she’s growling” after reading this LMAOO. So, thank you for that, bestie. I love you with my whole heart.
As with any fic, reblog and comments are very much appreciated!! All feedback is appreciated, too!!! Please do let me know how you liked this, and if there's anything specific I could work to improve, I'd love to know! I hope I did okay for my first actual attempt at smut.
Much love to everyone! <3
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cavillscurls · 9 months
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can you write a drabble where you and joel try the mating press position please?
anon, the answer is holy jesus yes. you don’t understand the way this ignited something inside of me. i’m writing this instead of packing.
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pretty prey
Joel Miller x afab!reader
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Warnings: MDNI. Porn, no plot. No mention of age, race, or body type. Use of pet names. Joel is aggressive but not like mean aggressive. Low key predator/prey kink. Unprotected p in v. Breeding kink. Cream pie.
Word Count: 925
a/n: not even slightly proofread, so pls let me know if it's a disaster.
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Sex with Joel Miller was a marathon, certainly not a sprint.
You learned that fact fast, and you learned it the hard way. He didn’t just want you, he craved you. He was insatiable, lasting longer than any man you had ever encountered, which left you reeling in a bliss you never knew existed.
Like now, while he’s got your back pressed into the mattress, rutting into you with his hips nestled between your thighs, already pulling two orgasms from you with just his fingers and lips alone.
Your legs shake around his torso, arms flopped back onto the pillows, the entirety of you feeling like clay, malleable at his will. Through the squint of your heavy eyelids, you can see the way he consumes you. Dark eyes, sweat lingering at his temples. His hands bruise their prints into your thighs, every thrust of his hips curving his cock into you where it touches the soft, sweet little spot inside of you.
“Joel,” you whine, and he’s growling in response. You’re limp, body at his disposal, walls involuntarily clenching around him. He loves you this way; helpless, begging, all his.
“I know, baby,” he purrs, and he’s pushing your thighs from his hips back against your chest. “I just want’ya to feel me real deep. Right in here-” he takes one of his hands off your thigh to run across your lower belly, the pressure along with the invasion of his cock making you shudder. He clocks your reaction, flashing a sinful smirk down at you. “You want that, don’t you, sweet girl? Wanna feel me all the way in your tummy?”
You can’t find the words, but are nodding up at him frantically. The obscene sound of your slick around his cock echoing through the room.
He doesn’t waste any time. Pulling most of the way out of you, he pins your thighs to your chest. Then, he’s propping himself up on his feet, his own thighs squeezing against yours to keep him steady, before slicing back into you. The entire weight of him at his disposal.
You’re gasping at the new angle, hands flying from their once lax position to grip his shoulders. Jaw slack, eyes a daze as you peer up at him. Like the flip of a switch, he’s an animal above you. Working himself into you at an unruly pace that has you seeing stars. He’s reaching a point inside of you that you didn’t know existed, your entire being consumed by him. Every thrust sends a sharp sound of slapping skin through the room, accompanied by a litany of your own, weak moans.
Tears spring to your waterline as he bruises into your cervix, the grunts and murmurs of that’s it, take it baby, can see the outline of my cock against your tummy all indication of his enjoyment.
And all you can do is take it. Pain blurring into the pleasure. But before it becomes too unbearable, his reaching a hand between your bodies, thumb finding your sensitive clit. He paints over it in calculated strokes, and chuckles when he feels you flutter around him again, back arching off of the mattress and inviting him further into your aching pussy.
“Tell me how it feels, baby,” he grunts in between thrusts, growing sloppier the tighter you clench onto him. “Tell me how good my cock feels splittin’ you open.”
“S-so deep, Joel.” Your eyes are at the back of your skull, unable to maintain their focus as you feel the coil in your stomach on the verge of snapping. You’re not sure if it’s because of your budding release or because Joel really has succeeded in breaking you.
His thumb abandons your clit then, eliciting a whine. Instead, he is reaching for one of your hands, tearing it off his shoulder, and pressing it just below your belly button.
Like a deer in headlights, your eyes go wide again to find him leering down at you, damp lips parted and hair sticking to his forehead. He is fully mounted on top of you, and you cannot help but press the hand he guides further into your flesh, feeling the bulbous tip of his cock bulging from beneath the flesh.
“You feel that, pretty girl?” he quips, having his answer by the sheer drunk look in your eyes. There is something so obscene, so vulgar about feeling him through your skin. It has your toes curling.
“Joel, I’m—I’m gonna-”
The quickening of his pace cuts you off, words reduced to pathetic whimpers. You can feel your own wetness pooling between your bodies, the headboard behind you banging relentlessly into the wall.
“Come on my cock, pretty girl. Come so I can fill you all the way up.” His coaxing is enough to bring you just to the edge, the brush of his fingers against your clit returning, and sending you over.
You’re clutching your stomach the entire ride through your release, the way your body melts into the will of his demolition enough to bring Joel to his own. The sounds he elicits are damn near snarls, absolutely ravenous as he strokes into you. You feel the familiar warmth inside of you when he takes a final thrust forward, keeping himself fully enclosed in your walls as he coats them with his seed.
And when he’s finished, he remains sheathed inside of you. Collapsing onto your chest, allowing your legs to be released from their prison against you. Keeping you plugged up with his cock and his come, branding you with the most sacred part of him.
Reminding you who you’ll always belong to.
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talaok · 4 months
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hi!!! request for joel being readers first kiss. He won’t go any further than kissing but they have a LOT of fun kissing
thx
post outbreak jackson pls
Pairing: Joel Miller x f!reader
Warnings: very brief talk of some sexual themes at the end, but the rest is... you guessed it, kissing!
a/n: 1000/10 idea i literally blushed when you sent it. idk about the execution tho
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You were so incredibly embarrassed when you told him, when you finally had to confess that you had no experience, and by that I mean really none, absolutely zero.
But then again what could he have expected?
perhaps he knew right from the moment he set eyes on you, and perhaps... perhaps he liked it.
It oozed from your every pore... your innocence, it was in the way you couldn't meet his gaze, in the way you shivered when his hand grazed against your arm, in the shyness in your voice... it was in everything... it was all of you.
But he nicked at it, piece by piece, brick by brick, he had gotten to know you... maybe a little too much.
He had realized at one point, too late he'd grow to admit, that he liked you, really liked you, in a way he hadn't experienced in ages, in a way that made him feel sixteen all over again.
And yes you were young... much too young for him, and yes you were complete opposites, him, a rough man with enough blood on his hands to make a serial killer's skin crawl, and you, you a pretty little thing who'd lived her whole life in Jackson, safe from the atrocities of the real word... but still, still he he couldn't stop his old heart from beating faster when he was with you.
And that's why one day, one cold, windy day, as snow fell to the ground and you held onto his arm as if it was a life jacket, while he walked you back home, he couldn't do anything but tell the truth.
"Joel" you had said right outside your front door.
"yes sweetheart?" he asked, watching your pretty face fill with dread
"Joel I... I like you"
You'd told him so casually, so simply, that for a moment he wondered if he had imagined it.
But you had misinterpreted his pause all wrong
"I-I'm sorry nevermind, pretend I didn'-"
"no, no I'm sorry" he shook his head, forcing himself out of his trance "You said you like me darlin'?" he asked, taking a step closer to you so he was right there before you, looking down at the gorgeous girl who'd just made all his wishes come true.
"mh-mh" you nodded shily
And at that, he smiled, placing a hand on your reddening cheek, as his thumb gently stroked it
"well then we're in luck" he'd murmured "cause I happen to like you too sweetheart" he promised "a lot"
"r-really?" Your eyes sparked with joy
"of course baby" he breathed, bending down to meet his lips with yours instinctively before your voice stopped him
"wait-" you said
"oh, I'm sorry, I'm going too fast"
"n-no you're not it's just that..."
it was getting harder to meet his gaze again
"if you wanna wait that's ok, sweetie"
"n-no I don't wanna wait, Joel, it's just that-"
"what is it?"
A loud sigh left your mouth before you could respond
"I've never... I've never kissed anybody"
His mouth fell open slightly at the confession, but he recovered quickly, now both his hands holding your pretty face.
"oh" he breathed "that's ok sweetheart, we can wait"
"no I want to kiss you Joel, I really really do... but- but I'm scared I won't be... good at it"
"oh baby" he couldn't help but let out a soft chuckle "You'll be great at it, don't you worry"
Your heart was racing and your breathing hitched as you looked up into his hazel eyes
"do you think- do you think you could... teach me?"
Now Joel Miller didn't deem himself a romantic, but the way you said that... the way you gazed dreamily and both anxiously into his eyes as you spoke those words... he had to stop a moment to thank whoever was up there for having allowed him to meet you.
"of course I can" he said
"yeah?"
"there's nothing I'd like more baby"
And that was it, you were smiling like a kid in a candy store
"s-so what do I do?"
His hands were still on your face, holding you in a way that made your knees weak
"just follow my lead, I'll go slow, don't worry"
You nodded at that, and before you knew it, his lips were on yours and you were- you were giving your first ever kiss.
You got up on your tiptoes and held onto his arms as you closed your eyes and got lost in the feeling- and wow- you had only read in books about it and seen it in a couple of the movies they showed in Jackson, but this... this was just amazing, it felt like you were dreaming, like you had ascended to another universe.
He had kept his promise, he did go slow, but it felt heavenly for him too nonetheless.
He leaned away after what was probably an eternity, to look back at you and confirm this was all real
"so?" he asked, "how was it?"
You couldn't help but giggle as you almost jumped out of your skin from the happiness.
"good" you grinned "very very good"
"mmmhh" he hummed, moving one of his hands to your waist to bring you closer to him "'s that right"
"yeah" you breathed so lowly he wouldn't have heard it if he hadn't been an inch away from your face
"well I'm glad" he smirked, kissing you on the cheek this time "Hopefully we'll do that again then"
"yes please" 
He chuckled at that, not leaning away
"would you like a goodnight kiss?"
Not a split second passed that you had already answered
"yes" you nodded, leaning up already "yes please"
And that was how it all started.
That was the night you found your true calling... kissing, and not only that, but kissing Joel Miller.
God, there was nothing better than it,
feeling his beard stroke your cheek, the way his strong hands held you as he did, the way he tasted, the way his warmth spread all over your body, it was all just... perfect
And the coolest thing was that when he said he was gonna teach you, he meant it.
Who knew there were so many ways you could kiss someone?
There were the French kisses, the kisses on the neck, the "special kisses" aka hickeys you loved giving him and that he loved pretending not to like, then the kisses standing up, laying down, and your personal favorite: kissing him while sitting on his lap, and then of course as time went on you both found out (although him especially) how much fun it was to kiss in public, at the bar, on patrol, you name it, it didn't matter, what mattered was that his lips were on yours and his arms were around you (and even if he would have never admitted it, he loved it because he loved showing everyone you were his, and he was yours).
If it were up to you, you'd spend your whole life like that, diving your fingers into his hair as his hands explored every inch of your body, your face, your hips, your ass, your belly (above clothes of course), making you shiver and whimper with every movement.
But it was only just kissing, Joel made a promise to himself he was gonna wait, and it's not that he didn't want to go further, god only knew how many times his dick got hard just by giving you a chaste kiss on the lips as he felt your body pressed against his (and yes that did make him feel like a hormonal teenager again, but then again, everything about you did), so no it definitely wasn't that, and he didn't know if it was because he felt guilty or in some way, like he would be doing something wrong, but for now, all he knew was that he needed to wait, wait until he was sure you were sure about him, and about you.
And for now... for now, you were more than happy with it, counting down the seconds until you'd get a taste of him again.
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roturo · 5 months
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⋆⭒˚。⋆₊ ⊹ CHAMPAGNE CONFETTI
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₊˚⊹♡ I WANNA SEE IT IN MOTION! IN 3D! gojo satotu, geto suguru, nanami kento, yuta okkotsu, megumi fushiguro˖⁺。˚⋆˙
tags: sexting, degradation, some of them have sub/dom dynamics, semi public arousal (?), sex videos (do not practice this irl), friends with benefits, established relationships, and more idk.
A/N: such a weird combination of jjk men lol
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gojo satoru
he was tired and annoyed once he got to the hotel after killing some stupid curses that easily a grade 2 sorcerer could do the work– but oh how they have been insisting on him to continue doing missions this days. he swears it’s utahime’s fault to finally take control over the tokyo students and make them move to kyoto.
but the true thing is that he was also so pent up after spending a long time without you beside him, he would call it a day after taking a shower and lay in bed– but a notification on his phone stopped him before doing so.
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i bought this new pair, it reminded me of your eyes, i miss you:(
and holy fuck- he swears if he wasn’t in just a pair of black briefs his cock would suffocate because of how fast he got hard– his hand immediately traveling trough and start working nicely to release the feeling. the pre-cum being more than enough to lubricate his cock and make it easier to jerk off– with one hand he opened up the camera and took a video before sending it to you.
sounds of whines and whimpers coming out of the video, making you immediately wet– a visible wet patch forming in your panties, he sounded so pretty– pretty enough to reply to him with another video of you coming –still with your panties on– by just rubbing yourself in the pillow.
“ah fuck it– someone else can take care of this mission”
geto suguru
he’s not a fan of it– he prefers having it in real motion in 3D– and he knows that because when you do send him some risky text or picture is just to piss him off– or maybe he likes to think you’re just a horny slut for him. 
but fuck it, why he couldn’t be the horny slut just for once this time? just one time –that’s what he promised himself– the idea of you going out with your friends today, the dress you were wearing being a lil bit too much short for his liking –not wanting to be the type of boyfriend he wouldn’t let you wear whatever you want– and he knows other men will be seeing you and get hard just at the thought of you, so that’s why he needed you like right now.
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wouldn’t u be so nice to come back home and help me relieve some stress? pls baby, i need you.
and this was surprising as fuck because geto was always so dominant, making you the needy one in the relationship, so this wasn’t an opportunity to waste.
send a video of yourself to show me how much you want me.
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fuck, i’m typing with just one hand rn, all i can think of is your pretty lips around my cock.
you were in the restroom of the bar you decided to go out with your friends, core pulsing, surely there was a wetness coming out of you, trying to release some tension, you tried to find some friction by rubbing your thighs together.
i’m going back home baby, do not cum.
nanami kento
“you fucking horny needy slut.” 
he exhaled, the words barely hearable– he had to re-adjust in the chair he was sitting on, pants suddenly too tight, tie not letting him breathe and time going lower this time.
“Nanami-san, are you feeling okay?”
he wouldn’t admit it outloud but he’s a fan of the risky texts you send him, edging him and make him eager to go back home as soon as possible– but right now, it would be nice if you didn’t send this in the middle of a fucking reunion he had with some clients. this time you wouldn’t be the only one playing silly games– he would take a quick photo of his growing erection in his pants, with no text, no emoji, no nothing. and the reunion was stressing him out, he was so pent up that he’s a millimeter from standing and leaving.
you knew that, you fucking knew he was in a reunion, but you still decided to desobey him and be a needy brat just to be fucked stupid. and ohh he wouldn’t fall for your silly games, he’s not angry, he’s actually pretty excited to get back home and just edge you till you fall apart in his arms begging for release.
he couldn’t wait.
yuta okkotsu
he’s BRIGHT RED. he was supposed to be focusing on whatever gojo-sensei was talking about, but the moment he opened up your message he expected everything else but this. 
and he thinks this was an accident, but no way– the way your body looks, how good your tits looked, damn. 
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why won’t you come and play with me instead yuta~ ;( 
shit, he felt his cock throb and start growing inside his pants– it was so painful to see you like that and can’t have the real thing in 3D to touch, he swears he could just cum if you showed up in front of him like that-
“Are you okay Yuta?”  Maki’s voice brought him back to reality, the sudden pain of his cock searching for release becoming a little bit too much to bear– he needed to do something right now.
He excused himself to the restroom, clear erection showing on his pants– praying to god no one saw it, a wet patch forming in it thanks to the amount of pre-cum he was leaking right now.
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lewd sounds came from the video; panting, whimpers, and moans saying your name– you never thought he would answer back, fuck- you even thought this was going to ruin your relationship with yuta, but holy fuck. 
there he was, fucking his fist in the bathroom at the image of you, sudden cum painting the mirror, loud whimpers came out of him, telling you how much he needed your little pussy wrapped around his cock–
I’m going to your dorm rn, cant wait anymore
megumi fushiguro
okay. you were supposed to be only friends but god damn. he swears it was the time– suddenly the texts turned more risky and now you’re sending him a video of rubbing yourself with your pillow with his shirt. 
and he was never this eager to cum, biting the lower part of his shirt so he could keep his moans back and not wake up Yuuji in the other group (plus he was way too needy to take his shirt off), phone on the other hand on a video call with you while he shows the lewd image of himself fucking at your own movements between a screen.
fuck gojo-sensei, why did he had to send him on a mission? he needs to see you like that but instead of a pillow being the thing you’re rubbing your pussy into, it needs to be his cock instead.
“Ah- ffuck…” small sounds calling out your name came from megumi’s mouth, almost audible thanks to the shirt preventing him from moaning out loud, “sshit, i just wanna be back to see you and touch you baby, i know you won’t regret this.” strips of cum coming out of him, the view making you dizzy and helping you reach your own high too.
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tiajk · 4 months
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Amazon strawhat reader
Warnings; fem reader!, everyone crushing on reader if you squint, everyone loves themselves amazon reader, added robin brook franky and jimbei becuase why not even though i haven’t watched that far so if i get something wrong pls tell me, reader can do a lot of stuff
A/N: none!
masterlist. part 2
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— luffy would actually love you without a single fucking doubt he was practically jumping up and down asking you to join his crew if you said no he would kidnap you but who could say no to him and his cute face
— luffy uses you as a climbing tool he wants to see something up high and can’t see his going to you asking for uppies and you gladly give them to him
— zoro didn’t want to admit but he liked you on the crew becuase your strong he wants to challenge you and he admires your strength but he’s lowkey scared of you if your taller than him
— let this man see your sword he will literally not want to let it go and he’ll be so honored that you let him even hold it if you let him use it in battle if he lost one of his he’ll be so fucking happy and blushy
— sanji swoons over every women ( and man) but a muscular tall woman that’s race is literally goddess warriors this man is on the floor for you at your every beck and call
— he gets carried by you a lot he tries to carry you but you just carry him and he gets all blushy
— nami thinks that’s your so fucking cool she would 100% want to sun bathe with you all the time
— she also wants to hear about how the stories that your people have made over the years
— ussop is shaking the first time he meets you
— when there’s a fight he hides behind you and says that your under his control when you go along with it makes him very happy that’s why your his favorite
— chopper thinks it’s so cool that your on the crew when you tell him about the animals that your mother told you when you where growing up it makes him feel less like a monster and he does his cute little dance thing
— if you ever in battle and seriously injured and don’t go to him because your stubborn best believe he’s shape shifting and throwing you over his shoulder so you can get treated correctly (you could overpower him but you’ll let him win this one)
— robin has definitely heard of amazons but never seen one before in real life
— you guys will have little reading dates and she loves when you give her books from your home because there so interesting and fascinating
— Franky thinks your SUPERRRR all the time you never understood his obsession with cola but when he had you drink some you were hooked
— he makes you gadgets all the time whether to improve your sword or shield he is always making stuff for you
— when brook saw you he wanted your panties but was kinda scared when you drew your sword at him then he remembered he was dead but it was still kind scary
— jimbei had definitely heard of amazons before but like robin had never seen one
— he’s like a really cool person to be around if you wanna learn about his people culture you would always go to his with no hesitation and he would gladly tell you
— the crew admires you a lot your like there personal bodyguard they love you
— the girls will always make sure that when you guys go shopping you all get matching stuff because why not
— i feel like luffy goes to you for everything he has a cut on his hand he’s going to you instead of chopper it just shows how much he trust you
— when you first join the crew and your kinda timid to the boys they understand because your people say that men are just nasty but they get kind sad because they wanna know you better but over time you learn to love them ask much as you do robin and nami
— tell them stories of your home they wanna hear about it all the time especially if simultaneously they all can’t sleep and want to hear your voice
— they know how stubborn you can be so when you go into battle and almost sacrifice yourself so they can live they can get pretty mad at you but they know it comes from a place of love and respect
— i know that amazon’s have super strength and so does the crew so when you guys them they get kinda scared because of your bone crushing hugs
— if you don’t understand why some people do certain things then they’ll explain it to you
— sanji love it when you tell him about food that you ate when you were a child he tried to recreate it with you helping him
— they know how passionate you can be one time you were telling them how much you love them and made them cry
— whenever zoro gets lost you always find him first or he finds you first becuase he can feel your passion 100 miles away
— luffy definitely flexes on law and kid that he has an amazing warrior on his crew and they don’t (they admire you just as much and are kind jealous)
— if someone were to ever catcall you or harass you before you can get a word at there all jumping the person making there life absolutely fucking miserable
— for your birthday they did the cutest thing they had the sunny decorated like your home island from what they could make out of the books and just made you fell right at home
— when they find out your a princess that doesn’t change a thing about they see you but they can tell that another place you get your passion from
— nami will probably ask you for some money and you give it to her becuase you love her so much and she never charges you because of it
— you love you nakamas and they love you
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sanjisblackasswife · 1 year
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(NSFW) Telling JJK Men You Wanna “Suck Their Dick” (Black Fem! Reader)
A/N: 🧍🏾‍♀️ Idk..you all make such vulgar comments about wanting them to do illegal things to you so why not see how’d they react to you wanting to suck em off
CW: I mean look at the got dang title…
Ft. Gojo, Geto, Nanami, Toji, & Choso
Gojo
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“Of course you do.”
He laughed at your boldness before patting your head and walking away
“However I have to head to a mission so why not get your mouth ready for when I come back!”
It was almost 2 weeks you didn’t see Gojo after your …little request and you felt a bit of shame.
Granted you were kinda drunk when you asked
You knew Gojo wasn’t the type to let any female sleep with him so you most definitely was not an exception
That was until he knocked on your door at 11pm .
“Sat—“
Pushing you back with sudden kisses to your lips he began to smile on your mouth, his lips were very sweet and soft.
He shuts your front door and begins to unbuckle his pants
“So…did you work your jaw up like I told you?” He ask giggling pulling down his pants
Little did you know your offer was the only thing he had on his mind while he was gone
Toji
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“$50.”
“What?!”
“You heard me.”
Mf wants YOU to pay HIM to suck HIS cock.
“No money no dick.”
“But I’m sucking YOUR dick.”
He didn’t care. He had places to be and women to scam if he wanted his dick sucked he’d just go next door or something.
He loved fucking with you though. You guys have had sex in the past and he wanted to always keep your sex life with each other casual but after a few months he actually started to like you, but he couldn’t get himself to do that so fucking with you is just better for his conscience.
Honestly when you offered he was shocked for a second since he is the one to have to make you suck his dick.
“Commonnnnn…. Lemme suck it. I’ll make you dinner.”
He nipped his lip lounging on your sofa with one arm over the couch and the other trying to hide his dick print because you absolutely got him hard being needy to suck him off
“Fine.” He sighed pulling down his pants “but don’t get mad if I use that pretty little throat of yours.”
Toji was truly a dickhead.
Geto
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He smirked at you like this^^^^
“You have such a dirty little mouth don’t you…”
Honestly Gojo dared you to ask because he knew you had a crush on him
Geto knew you did
“I..um—“
“Sit on my face first.”
Hold tf on
You had no words to his demand. You felt shy and a little freaked out, was he being for real?
It became real when you seen him grab your hands to straddle you on the couch, he took off his black shirt and guided you upwards with your legs spread over his tatted chest as he laid on his back pulling his hair .
“Well?” He tugged on your bottoms, “Ganna finally grant me the pleasure of eating that pussy for you?”
Nanami
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“No.”
“Please.”
“No.”
“I’ll let you angry fuck me.”
“…”
:D
“Maybe.”
Choso
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He agrees way too quickly he almost feels embarrassed.
“We don’t have to if you don’t want to—“
“No! I do! I Just….”
He grabs your hand to feel the bulge already growing in his pants.
Boy gets hard so easily
“I wanna make you feel good too.”
He’s so precious pls
You both decide 69 was the best option and to be honest it was worth it. His tongue did wonders for you.
Somebody give this boy some pussy pls
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chuuyasheaven · 1 year
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5,10,12 with chuuya and dazai (separately) pls.. as in Oral sex (fem receiving)!!!
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Prompt/Number; 5: “I know you can take it, baby/angel.”/ 10: “You taste so sweet, darling.”/ 12: “Let me hear your sweet moans, baby/princess.”
Summary; Soukoku pleasing the virgin!fem!Reader (separately)! <3
Warnings; Oral (fem! receiving), Petnames, Teasing (in Dazai’s Part), Virgin!Reader, Praise kink, Chuuya being pussydrunk, fingering maybe, Suicidal jokes (Dazai, what do you expect??), Chuuya starlight up worshipping us fr, etc.
Notes (from me); Normally, i don’t do this but since i don’t have school for a week, i might aswell let that slide lol. Enjoy! 🤭
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It’s your first time doing this, letting Dazai have access to your pussy.
Of course, you trust him very much, but you still wanna take things slow, meaning he’ll let you know how it is getting pleased by his tongue.
Still nervous, Dazai just tries to assure you that you’ll get sent straight to heaven when he’ll start.
With his hand gripping your thighs, that were placed on his shoulders, he makes one last suicidal joke.
“I wouldn’t mind dying like this, suffocating between your thighs would be the best way to enter hell, Bella, y’know?”, you were impatient as Dazai’s breath kept brushing against your wet cunt, waiting for him to go down on it.
“Whatever, can we s-start already..?”, Dazai chuckled as he decided this was the right time to tease.
“Growing impatient, i see. Well, darling, I’ll get you straight to heaven, hm?”, you wanted to respond as you got cut of by a moan from yourself.
It was Dazai, he started with a long, simple lick. Which made you lose your mind.
Now, i don’t blame you, it’s his tongue we should blame, right?
You were so embarrassed by that moan that cut you off, you tried to keep it down, which Dazai despised.
Therefore he added a finger to press against your clit, making you lose yet another moan.
“That’s right, let me hear your sweet moans, princess. If I’m pleasuring you, i want to hear how good I’m at it.”, this man, he always knew how to put his mouth to good use, didn’t he?
“S-shut up..i know your a-already aware of it..”, “You’re right, you’re getting wetter each second, Bella. Should be proof enough, don’t you agree?”, Dazai wasn’t lying, his voice and tongue were responsible for this.
He went back to making out with your pussy, going back to rubbing on your bud.
“But it’s okay, you taste sweet, darling. The more the better, am i right?”, you were getting closer each lick, each rub made the knot in your stomach closer to explode. The pleasure became too much for you.
“T-too much..D-dazai, c-can’t take it- it’s overwhelming m-me!”, you forced past your lips, trying not to moan during.
“I know you can take it, angel. I’m almost done, okay?”, Dazai claimed, he was right once again, because you were about to snap in a mere seconds.
Finally, the sweet release hit you right to the ninth cloud of heaven.
“See? Feels so good, right?”
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“Are you sure you’re ready, doll?” Chuuya asked as he kneeled down to face your bare cunt.
“Y-yes, I’m ready, please me, Chuuya.”, Chuuya smirked at this.
He kissed it lightly, making your breath hitch.
But he wanted to hear more.
Chuuya dived into your pussy like it was his last meal, which made it more difficult to stay quiet.
“Let me hear your sweet moans, baby. Maybe they’re more pretty than this pussy, hm?”, oh god, Chuuya really knows how to get you off, doesn’t he?
But, since it’s literally impossible to stay quiet, you let go.
Just how he wanted.
This encouraged him to treat your cunt with all the wet licks and kisses it deserves.
This made you loose your mind, Chuuya was really going at it-
“You taste so fuckin' sweet, angel. Fuck, i can't believe i get to fuck this pussy, aren't you excited, baby?”, oh how right he was.
The knot was about to snap when Chuuya suddenly pulled away, making you whine at the loss.
“Chuuya? W-why did you- oh god..!”, Chuuya let two fingers enter the wet, begging pussy of yours.
He still had his gloves on, but you didn't care, because they were a new level of pleasure, one you couldn't handle so well.
Chuuya moved his fingers in scissor-motion, this almost made you scream.
He really was skilled with his hands..
All this was way too much for you- i mean, all at once? This was wild.
“C-chuuya..s-slow down- it's t-t'much..!”, Chuuya was already deep into your cunt, already too pussydrunk of you. He couldn't bring himself to stop.
“Come on, please- i know you can take it, angel.”, you don't exactly know what has gotten into Chuuya, but his needyness made you cum in an instant.
As the waves of your high hit you, you hear Chuuya undo his belt.
“I felt you on my tongue and on my fingers, it wouldn't be fair to leave my cock out, right, baby?”
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I think i made Chuuyaʼs WAY to short..but i hope you enjoyed it! 💔 (could've been better tho..)
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apollostears · 4 months
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𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄, 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄 # !︎
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↠︎ warning(s) + request: angsty-ish, fluff, hurt/comfort, might be ooc aki, devil!reader. Just wanna say that u are really talented (idk what vocab should i use since english is not my first language) in writing i love ur fic so much <33 what i wanna add is the snow devil herself have pastel blue from hair root to pastel purple ends gradient hair color, mint green left eye and sky blue right eye, the snow devil would be so insecure about her looks. The snow devil also was the adoptive elder sister to Makima. Thats all ty if u did write this. Its ok if u dont tysm <33
↠︎ pairing: aki hayakawa x devil!reader
my sweetest love @missshinazugawa, i offer you the humblest of apologies for how long this took :( pls forgive me!! <3 thank you for the support bookie
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as the snow devil angel, your looks always stand out
with pastel blue and purple hair and heterochromatic eyes, attention was inevitable and growing up you were picked on a lot for the difference
makima was your younger sister via adoption but she always defended you like she was the eldest
the devil hunting society was cruel and people’s comments on your appearance had gotten worse
everything took a turn when someone vandalized your desk, with words like ‘demon’, ‘freak’, ‘useless’, ‘ugly’, etc. 
and usually you could tough it out but the fact that smth like that was able to happen so casually to you in the workplace, you couldn’t help but become overwhelmed with emotions.
embarrassed, you left the building and went to the roof. 
aki, makima’s most competent leader, had found you
unbeknownst to you, aki was beginning to fall for you and found you stunning! 
he had surprised you by sitting next to you on the ledge of building, letting you cry into his shoulder
aki cursed the people who vandalized your things and vowed to find out who did it (he did)
you weren’t expecting this from someone who vehemently hates devils
his presence and conviction to defend your image were calming and allowed you to see him in a different light
from there, the two of you began a friendship  that is now a relationship!
with makima as your sister and aki as your boyfriend, you don’t get picked on at work anymore
but sometimes people in public get too obvious in their stares and disgust with a devil being around them
aki matches them with a stare of his own, one just as mean. he always has an arm around you but it tightens whenever you get uncomfortable
usually people get the hint but every once in awhile, you’re shielding your eyes from witnessing your lover beat the shit out of another person thats overstepped
he’s fiercely protective of you and loves you downnnnnnn 
aki would rather speed up his death than hurt you/allow someone else to hurt you
if you’re ever feeling bad afterwards or just in one of those moods where your insecurities are overwhelming, aki commences ‘self-care with aki day’
its where he takes care of you and pampers you, making sure you feel at least half as beautiful 
you guys are usually  sleeping in, reading, cuddling, watching tv/movies, eating your favorite foods, and doing some skin care when these things happen
he also posts affirmations all over the house and packs your bentos with them all the time 
calls you ‘pretty’, ‘gorgeous’, ‘beautiful’, ‘lovely’, and ‘angel’ pretty much every second he breathes
this man works overtime to protect your body from the negative thoughts of others and yourself
he loves staring into your eyes and saying “sorry, they’re so mesmerizing angel” whenever you scold him for looking too long
is 100% your biggest fan
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𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐒. @kennyackermanswhore @chaoticevilbakugo @indiecursor @gabzlovesu @desiray562 @brownmochii @knjkitten @sweeneyblue1 @namjoonswifeyy @nyxeclipse @rubinocore @somerandompipzsxh @dabilovesme @histarean @hannas16 @caribbeanwifey19 @emonaculate @po3ticb3auty @waka-umm @wilsonsbuck @ctrlstar @jealousfuckingcunt @savagemickey03 @dukina @saintblk @sisnot @littlemochi @hoohoohope @ruubric @tor-tor8 @beautyfairykei @lilvampirina
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funny-fics-222 · 11 months
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You're making me dizzy
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Summary: period's a bitch and we don't even have to start about stress. Y/N doesn't want to admit that times can be hard, but her body gives some warnsignals. Luckily her pretty scientist is there to help
Warnings: fainting, lil bit of angst, fluff
Trope: fluff
AN: Hey babes, I am currently sick AND on my period. Therefore, I have plenty of time to take a look at your requests, so feel free to give em to me. I am also looking forward to writing some Mo Washinton ff if yall are interested. Well, let's start, and pls keep in mind. English is not my first language, so be nice :)
Tuesday:
I wake up to a throbbing sensation in my head and a disgusting stickiness between my legs. The following backpain brings me to my conclusion. I got my damn period. It's only Tuesday, and I already wanna kill the world. We had some serious difficulties in the lab yesterday, and after some slight bickering with my labmates, we were there until 4 a.m. and now it is 6 a.m. Do you wanna know why? Well, because my handsome labmate and Princess Shuri wanted to start early cause she wasn't here yesterday, and that means we need to report back what happened.
I get up, and the throbbing continues. Today is slightly different from other days. I mean I haven't really had time to look after myself that much the past few days due to extreme stress and the feeling of not beeing enough wich led to not eating and drinking enough and bad sleep but today I can barely sit upright without curling my back in pain and mumbeling some curse words.
I grow more and more confused by the seconds cause when I got up all I could see were colorfull dots and spirals and I had to sit right back down.
"Holy shit" I try again and balance myself in the shower to wash the blood off my thighs. When I am finally done I don't have time to eat breakfast cause I needed to do everything slower cause of the dizzyness. I grab my waterbottle, put on some warm clothes...why is it so freezing today??... and get out of my house.
I walk along the fields to the lab, but the sun is especially blinding today. And there they are again. The dots and spirals. Now I am starting to get scared cause that is not normal even for my period. Oh god, my cramps. Shit fuck. I wanna go back to bed and eat something even though I would throw it back up in seconds.
I rehab quickly and finally make it to the lab. Ayo looks at me weirdly. I guess I look like a corpse. I am 15 minutes late, and everybody, including a furious looking Shuri that has to contain herself to not beat my ass are looking at me with disgust.
"(L/N) you are late. And not even that, but when we have the most important meeting of this month right after the night where all of you messed up my new project!"
Shuri is the sweetest person ever, and you can't deny her beauty or great character, but when it comes to her projects, she is like a lion mother.
"(Y/N)"
"What, yeah, sorry I- I am sorry what?"
"Are you listening to us now that your precious time allows us to continue?"
"Yes, sorry panther"
Shuri is furious with all of us, but behind her black eyes, I can see a glimmer of concern, and now I see why thanks to the reflective window behind her. Not just my skin, but my lips are pale. My eyes lost their spark, and my long locks looked terrible. Shuri and I have a colleague-friend relationship with some occasional flirting cause neither of us wants to ask for a date first or even admit that they are attracted to the other.
I keep on following her lips, but I can barely hear her voice. I seek for my water bottle, but I realise that I dropped it in the grass on my way here. I want to concentrate ...I really want to but everything seems to stop all of a sudden. I see Shuris head moving in my direction. Slowly and with a curious gaze. Her lips are mouting my name over and over again, but my eyes get heavier with every...single...blink.
And I am gone
...
...
...(Y/N)
...omg is she dead?"
"She is not dead, you genious look, she is breathing"
I feel a shaky hand on my cheek and a familiar smelling piece of fabric under my head.
"(Y/N) usana, can you open your eyes for me?"
Shuri. She is here
"Omg guys, I think she hit her head"
"No, the princess caught her"
"Barely..." Shuri sounds guilty and still... shaky. Is that my fault?
Omg what am I doing? Did I just faint in a meeting
"I AM FINE." Ouch, my head
"(Y/N) shhh lay back down I got you."
All of a sudden, I can feel my head three times as hard. Everything hurts, and I am so exhausted and embarrassed. Omg don't cry. Don't cry don't-
"Hey, don't cry, it's okay." her voice is so sweet and loving. Her chocolate brown eyes look down on me with so much adoration and concern that it breaks me while she holds me down.
"I am so sorry, Shuri." I never said her name in front of so many people.
"For what usana?"
" This is all my fault. I shouldn't have messed up the project...but I wanted it to be perfect for you when you come back...and...and I wanted to make it right...but...but I made it worse and they tried to help me but everything went wrong. And I have cramps, and it h-h-hurts so bad and -"
"Hey sh shhh calm down it's okay. Nobody is mad at you. Hey, Aisha, dim the lights. Please, her head is throbbing like crazy."
"I am sorry"
Shuri can't surpress her small smirk this time
"You just fainted because of exhaustion, and you are still apologizing?"
"I just don't want to mess up e-everything I do all the t-time" At this point, I am histerically sobbing, and my pain is only getting worse.
My head is buried in her neck, and her hands are rubbing soothing circles on my back. I don't really realize what happens next. I can just hear her talking to Ayo and then feel her carrying me away. I wince in pain, but she is there, and her scent is calming me down. I hold my belly in pain, and I can't think fast enough before we are suddenly in her room. It is located near the lab so she can get there in 2 minutes. She lays me down on the bed and brings me a glass of water after ordering some take out breakfast.
"Shuri I-"
"Don't you dare apologizing to my right now. Take this pill, it will help you to sleep. I got food ready when you woke up."
I can't bring myself to say anything else cause then I would start crying, so I just take the pill and feel myself drowsing away. After about three hours, I wake up again, and most of my cramps are gone. My head feels way better. I get up carefully, but Shuri is already there to catch me.
"No shtandwa sam, you are staying in bed today."
"Shuri, I am fine, I promise."
"Sh"
She brings me a bed tableau filled with delicious food, and we eat in comfortable silence. Afterwards, I take a long shower and put on new clothes and a tampon that Shuri gave me. I lay back down, and Shuri takes my hand in hers. After some thinking and her still rubbing circles in my palm, she speaks up again.
"Usana, you can never do that again. Do you understand me?"
"Shuri, it was an important meet-"
"It could be the most important thing on this planet but when you feel bad you have to stay home. Don't think you are not good enough and overwork yourself. You are amazing as you are. Please don't destroy yourself because of your silly little head."
She wipes away a stray tear on my cheek, and I lean into her touch
"Promise?"
"Promise. Thank you"
"I was worried sick, you know?"
"Really?"
"Yes. I was acting all cool, but I wanted to cry, too. You looked so lost and broken that I wanted to hold you forever."
I don't know what came over me, but I can see her pain
"Then hold me forever"
She leans in carefully and gives me a quick peck. Her lips are so soft and delicious I go right back. We kiss a little longer, and her tongue is begging for entrance. I moan into her mouth, and I pull away.
"We better save that for another day"
She giggles and places me on her chest. We fall asleep together and I feel content
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catgirlbussy · 7 months
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holy shit i just realised im autistic
i know this seems like a shitpost, and tbf i am laughing at myself pretty hard rn. it's dawning on me at 6 AM after being awake all night, but (if you care, and if you don't feel free to ignore too, have a nice day!) hear me out, cause this genuinely feels meaningful and insightful for me with how my life has gone so far. I spent an hour writing this post in hopes someone might find it helpful too :3c
If you don't wanna read my post pls enjoy this picture of our famous friend autism baby stackin those cans before you go~♪
(source: wikipedia)
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like i already /knew/ I was before this moment, but i was thinkin about what i used to do as a kid and wow i am so autistic how the fuck did i not realise sooner. It straight up wasn't until I was already well into my 20's that I started to meet other autistic people online and learned about their experiences and difficulties from talking with them that I realised a lot of things they described matched for me too.
I live in assfuck nowhere so most of my life the only few times that I had met autistic people were like, folks who were nonverbal or whatever, just generally needing direct assistive care, and I never bothered to look things up on my own because I was already inundated with the pressures of growing up, school, mental health, etc. I remember one of the first times I had built up the courage to ask anyone about it, I was in the hospital because of mental health issues. This was in my second year uni, and when one of the doctors assessing me was asking me questions, I said I thought maybe I was autistic. He promptly and with a fair amount of snark told me that if I was autistic I wouldn't have gotten into university.
Thinking back, he was probably just an exhausted, fresh outta school resident with no special interest in psychiatric care (and also just seemed to suck in general), but it was enough that I shelved the idea for another 5 years.
Lo and behold, now I am lying here in bed, just absolutely gobsmacked by the VERY REAL idea that im autistic and like holy shit I feel so vindicated.
I've been on tumblr for just a bit, but I see a lot of folks talking in various neurodivergent circles about their experiences and that's been so wonderful for me. I also have a few good friend groups w/ a lot of neurodivergent folks, and that's been really exciting too.
Like, I'm still processing this cognitively as I'm writing, so please pardon this ill patterned post, but this feels like such a beneficial thing for me. Over time I've adapted a few strategies here and there to help myself accomplish various tasks, but now I feel so empowered to, like... actually figure stuff out.
Even after feeling confident I was autistic, it was this nebulous, floating concept in my head for so long of, "oh yeah im autistic or something idk," that I never really dedicated much effort to finding healthier ways to do things that didn't irk me or whatever. I don't feel like the label /itself/ is what is important to me here, but rather the awareness around why I do so many things in the ways that I do and that it's /okay/ that I do.
I don't want this post to go on too much longer, but I feel it's worth noting that I've fought for years with my family because they didn't understand why I was going about things the way I did. Again, remember, they all grew up in this cloistered hellhole too. But, surprise surprise, the times in my life that I have been doing better than any other are when I felt confident enough to ignore what everyone was trying to get me to go along with and instead just fashioned my own best methods (which also sometimes included informing said overbearing individual(s) to go fuck themselves cause I'm busy doing shit. It's hard for them to argue with me telling them as much when I would be completing X objective well, which is what they wanted in the first place).
I don't want to make this sound like I'm trying to be overconfident, but I mention as much instead as a sign of support for other neurodivergent folks to feel similarly empowered to drum to their own beat. Thinking back, I went from almost failing high school and ultimately retaking a grade to excelling in all my classes. Every single one. I know that's a relative assessment, you got variable difficulty levels, etc., and the grade score isn't important in and of itself, least of all because the school systems here (Canada) are a mess it seems, but just that alone as an idea, within the parameters of a particular system, I went from initial abject failure to thorough and lauded success.
Just think of what so many people could do if they weren't being pigeonholed into formats that absolutely aren't working for them.
I already have a boatload of (genuinely helpful by way of enabling access to proper education and treatment) diagnoses from my history of working with my (very wonderful and genuinely caring and helpful) psychiatrist that match with what I know about the neurodivergence term umbrella like ADHD, OCD, and bipolar, so it seems |autism| will feel quite at home in the group ^w^. I'll ask her about it at my next appointment to see if an official diagnosis has any value versus me just continuing to figure things out on my own.
Either way, I am thrilled right now thinking about the next time I get to shout
"FUCK YOU IM DOING AUTISTIC SHIT"
while an electric guitar squeals and lightning strikes all around me and I make cool stuff happen :3c.
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dellalalakang · 1 year
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triple n: sunoo cut
masterlist | main masterlist
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italics dialogue = english
how della lost no nut november
contains: mutual masturbation, playful death threats (pls it’s just besties being besties)
"Do you wanna have some ramyeon in my room?" Sunoo asked Della when they were packing up after the concert.
"With Riki?" of course not- Sunoo has ulterior motives.
"No, he wants to do a live later. Probably gonna use Heeseung-hyung's room."
"Ahh okay then. I'll just drop my things off and meet you there," step one; get her alone. Done.
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"Woahh, not bad at all," Della looked around the room with raised eyebrows. "Did you clean things up or was it actually this tidy?" she sat down on one of the beds. "It smells really nice too," step two; set the room. Done.
A bit of cleaning, sprayed cologne everywhere, played some nice background music, dimmed the lights. Perfect
"I cleaned things up a bit, but not much at all," he prepared the cup noodles. "And it's the new perfume I bought. Smells so good, right?"
"It really does."
Sunoo had a game plan. He did not want to join in on the dumb triple N challenge like the others, but that did not mean that he didn't make a challenge for himself.
He is not losing his virginity just yet, but he is going to be the one to make Della lose 3N.
"I have some of this if you wanted to give it a try," he took out a can from the fridge. "It's really popular here. Alcohol's at 3% and it's really sweet. It'll taste just like soda."
"Like beer?" she went to stand next to him. "I don't like beer or soda, baby."
"Yeah, but-"
"I'll give it a try. Don't worry," step three; loosen her up a bit. Done.
"Are these sweatpants new? I've never seen you wear them before," she eyed his grey sweatpants.
'Oh right, I forgot about these. Jake said Della loves when we wear these.'
'He told me that there's a trick to create seduction effects with these. Just wearing them isn't enough,' Sunoo recalled.
"Oh I borrowed them from Niki. I'm thinking of getting a pair," she nodded her head slowly.
"You should. Suits you well," forgotten step four which was supposed to be step two; wear grey sweatpants and follow Jake's tip. Done.
"Finished! Do you wanna put something on the TV while we eat?" Sunoo placed the noodles and drinks on the table.
"I'm good. The music's nice," everything is going right so far. "A toast to Osaka?" she raised her can.
"Toast!" he clinked his with hers.
For awhile, nothing much happened afterwards. They chatted while enjoying their food (and Della's tiny sips of her drink) but that was it. It was pretty much like two best friends hanging out instead of a couple.
So Sunoo had to escalate it.
"I just realised your nails are back," he reached to grab her right hand. "How'd they grow so fast?"
"Ah, these two are fake. See?" she showed him the proof. "Got them done just before we came here."
"It's so pretty," he said in his deep voice while stroking the hand lightly.
He could feel her eyes on him, but she remained silent, as if she was admiring him. Step five; get her to get in a makeout mood. Done.
He then slowly raised his eyes to make eye contact without changing his position. The action made Della look away when her cheeks started to tint (even more).
Step six; just fucking go for it.
He grabbed her chin to bring her in for a kiss. Just something slow and soft that leaves room for escalation.
One of her hands went up to Sunoo's cheek and tilted her head to the side. She could feel her heart doing flips when she heard him sigh.
She moved on top of his lap, adding tongue into the mix and hugging him close. There wasn't any grinding involved, but she could definitely feel something poking down there.
"Can I suck you off?" she rested their foreheads together.
"Yeah, but-" he paused a bit to swallow. "I wanna make you feel good, too," he held onto her thighs and carried her to his bed. "Can we?"
Suddenly the fact that it was November completely flew out of Della's mind.
"Of course," and that's how her shorts and panties disappeared.
Sunoo turned the two around so that she was the one on top, and loosened the drawstring of his pants. Della had her lips attached to his neck whilst her hands tried to push down his bottoms. She didn't go far, so he had to remove the rest himself.
"Mmm," her left hand immediately brought itself to the semi-hard-on. She could feel him get more erect as she slowly started pumping. She could feel herself getting wetter, and his beautiful moans only worsened it. 
Della is incredibly fucking horny, she needs stimulation now.
"Sunoo," she almost sounded pathetic, trying to grind onto his bare thigh.
"I'm right here- come here," he breathed out. His hand travelled behind her to reach her heat. He couldn't reach in enough to finger her properly, but he could easily rub her folds.
"Ahh," she let out a high-pitched moan, resting her head on his chest. She adjusted her position so he could actually reach the clit. "Fuck! Right there!" and as always, he could locate himself with ease.
"Go a little faster, darling," he groaned out. "Fuckk, there we go," he whined and used his free hand to pull her in for a kiss.
"Sunoo-ya," she pulled away with a gasp. "More, please."
If he could, he would've kept them in the same position, but since Della wants penetration, he would have to be on top. 
There was a time when they tried mutual masturbation in that exact position, and it did not turn out well.
So that's exactly what he did; he flipped them over again. Wasting no time, he immediately enters two fingers into her wet entrance.
"Sunoo ahh!" she threw her head back and unconsciously pumped faster. Her mouth let out moans after moans, unable to shut up for even a second. "You feel so fucking good!" of course, she never forgets to praise her baby.
Della's head was empty. She could not comprehend how mutual masturbation could feel that good. It felt as if it was her first time.
Suddenly she gave a loud gasp (and one that sober Della would be embarrassed about). The familiar knot in her lower abdomen was building up incredibly quickly, and she knew that she was going to cum any second.
"Are you close?" Sunoo breathed out. If Della's eyes had stayed open, she would have caught the smirk on his face. 
"Yes- please!" her free hand went to cover her mouth.
"Go ahead, you don't need my permission," he leaned down to plant kisses on her neck's sweet spot.
"SHIT! Ahh!" she held his head in place and squeezed her eyes shut. Her pumping hand was getting sloppier but she was trained enough to not stop or accidentally squeeze too hard. "Sunooo!" she cried out as she reached her high.
"Good girl," Sunoo said in a low voice, slowing down and lifting his head up to kiss her lips. He removed his hand to continue playing with her clit lightly. "I'm close too, keep pumping."
Della was still panting hard, but her brain cleared up enough to focus on giving an amazing handjob.
"Agh fuck!" now Sunoo was the one who was slowing down. He was nearing his orgasm, and it was coming fast. "You're so fucking good at this- ahh," his chuckle was cut off by a whine.
"Are you close, darling?" Della grabbed his working hand and rested it on her collarbone. "Relax, let me take care of you."
"So close, Lala. Any second now," his head floated above her chest to hide his face. "FUCK! Shit! I'm cumming!"
"There you go, darling. Good boy," she caressed his hair as ropes of cum spurted on her stomach. "Thank you," he lifted his head up so they could connect their lips.
"Thank you too, darling," he pulled away with a smile. "Let's clean u-" Della's phone suddenly started ringing before Sunoo could finish his sentence. "Go pick that up. I'll clean you up," he gave one last peck and stood up to grab some tissues.
Incoming call: Hubby ❤️
"Hello? Jaeyun?" Della immediately put the call on speaker to not leave Sunoo out, especially after what they just did.
"Uh- Della, where are you?" Jake's voice filled the room. Straight away, Della knew that he was not alone.
"The hotel room.. Why?"
"I'm with Heeseung-hyung, Jay and Sunghoon. We had a little discussion and came to an agreement," Sunoo and eyed each other as the former continued to clean up the mess he made on her abdomen.
"Mhmm?" Sunoo held back a laugh. He knows exactly what face his hyungs are making. 'They're down bad.'
"We decided that our triple N will be a competition on who can get you to lose first," and that's when it hit Della. "'Cause to us, it's just more rewarding," SHE FUCKING LOST NO NUT NOVEMBER.
Her eyes shifted to Sunoo's face in panic, only to find the guy smiling innocently.
'You fucking bitch,' she mouthed, making him look away to avoid laughing out loud.
"Hello?" Jake questioned.
"Jakey, are you on speaker?" Della looked into Sunoo's eyes with rage.
"Yeah, we can hear you," Jay spoke up. 
"Guys... How do I put this..." she took a deep breath and closed her eyes. Prepare to get yelled at. "I... lost..."
"WHAT?!" she looked at Sunoo again while mouthing a 'fuck you.'
"Alone?!" Heeseung's voice boomed.
"Uhh..." Sunoo couldn't contain his giggles anymore, leaning against Della's chest.
"Sorry hyungs," he grinned.
"WITH SUNOO?!" "KIM SUNOO?!" "WHAT?!" "SUNOO-YA?!" all four hyuppas said altogether.
"I'm sorry guys but it just sort of... happened.." Della tried to explain. How can she get out of this? "I didn't even realised that I los-"
"Della. My room. Right fucking now," Sunghoon cut off in a dark voice before hanging up.
"KIM SUNOO, YOU DID THIS ON PURPOSE?!" Della slammed her phone on the empty bed-space next to her. "I'm gonna fucking kill you!" she sent multiple playful hits on his back but kept him on her chest.
"I won 3N!" Sunoo just couldn't stop giggling. "Thank you, darling!" he cuddled into her. "And please don't die tonight! I hope my girlfriend stays in one piece!"
"I'm going to kill you!" she playfully choked him. "I can't believe I lost just like that and with someone who didn't even participate!"
"YAY! I'M THE KING OF NOVEMBER!" Sunoo cheered, unbothered with the hands on his neck.
"RIP Kang Della. Born in Seoul, 2003. Died in Osaka, 2022."
requested: — triple n nsfw ver (part 3/4) — sunoo's triple n cut
taglist: @duolingofanaccount @lalalalawon @clar-iii @deafeningballoonpeach
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thatdeadaquarius · 1 year
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With your language AU, I remember watching a video about a guy speaking angrily nonesense in an Indian accent and people thinking he was very angry. Imagine this as the Creator speaks angry gibberish to people and they just assume that the Creator is cursing them or something. (Or like when they speak gibberish to babies and everyone's like, "Aw the Creator is teaching that baby their divine language")
*AUDIENCE DRAMATICALLY GASPS.
✨️I look pretty good for a dead bitch✨️
She's alivveee!!!
Whats up i almost passed away from sheer academic workload, but im not in the ground yet 🥰 And with drafts outta my ass! :D
Hope yall ready for ur regularly scheduled Bullshit Genshin Sagau <3
SANDBEES THATS SUCH A GOOD USERNAME & ALSO SORRY I ANSWERED THIS SO FUCKING LATE JESUSSSSS 💀💀💀
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SORRY ABT THE POLL I CANT BELIEVE I COULDNT FIGURE OUT HOW TO DELETE IT IM FUCKING CRYING I WOULD DO THIS-
Well at least i can do polls thru this in the future?? Idk tumblr is ass so we'll see how this accidental test works out...
So these were the first thngs i thought of and its not super long bc ASKERS R GENIUSES OKAY
SOMTIMES I JUST WANNA PROFUSELY THANK U GUYS AS A REPLY FOR SHARING WITH THE CLASS THRU MY BLOG 💖💘💫
Saw the gif and couldnt help but think this is how ppl like Alhaitham or Diluc would react to u "speaking ur langauge"
"Our langauage" aka being a SIM 💀
Stop Albedo would ask you to teach him ur lang/grammar rules 😭
What u gonna do when Zhongli asks you to teach him some words-
OH NO
NO DONT PASS ON YOUR BULLSHIT LMAO
U GIVING ZHONGLI SOME STUPID SIM WORD LIKE
Your ass: "GIGGLABAH means beautiful :) "✨️
Zhongli: "Oh thank you, how different from our own version, so excited sounding..."
You walk by him strolling the harbor and he just smiles at you and says
"You look gigglabah today my liege."
HIS REGAL FACE AND FANCY WALK WITH HIS HAND BEHIND HIS BACK AND EVERYTHING
(honestly ppl paint him as oblivious but he kinda seemed like the type of bastard who seems like he's not aware but sometimes he secretly knows the truth, he's just getting too much amusement out of it to stop doing it, LOL he does shit like the above to see YOUR reaction- LMAO)
You're a maniac pls tell me u dont pass on simlish to all the serious characters-
XIAO WOULD SECRETLY THINK IT SOUNDS GOOFY BUT WANT TO BE INVOLVED BC ITS YOU ANYWAY LMAO
SO HE'S JUST SLIGHTLY SQUIRMING AND GETTIN PINK EVERYTIME HE SAYS A STUPID SIM WORD BC HE FEELS LIKE A GOOF HAHA
(& he's not the only one, others too like Kaveh, YELAN, Ningguang, Nahida, DILUC, AYAKA LMAO-)
Some ppl i could see taking ur gibberish bullshittery and whether they believe its real or not is irrelevant bc theyre using it anyway-
And i dont mean in a good way 😭
LIKE IM THINKING OF VENTI.
CRAZY BARD INCLUDING SIMLISH ASS GIBBERISH WORDS IN HIS SONGS BC OF YOU
"Be cheerful like the hugkukie,
and may your cup never leaky!"
And Diluc loves you.
Really he does, deeper than he thinks-
But his eye is twitching LMAOO
(Ok but if you did like multiple of these language shenanigans thruout the asks ive gotten, Kaeya would literally grow so fond of you and associate you with goofy funny shit that makes him laugh so hard that everytime he sees you he automatically is beaming with a smile, or trying to supress a warm grin- this got away from me but its 1:44am for me rn so i would love a smiley Kaeya rn -)
Speaking language bs I have my 2nd oral exam for spanish tomorrow, pls send whatever good vibes u got and i am also really open to prayers from any religion as well. sobs
Hope anyone got any enjoyment out of my response bc tbh the ask is what rlly matters to me atp lmao
Until the next shenanigan-
Safe travels,
💀♒️
♡the beloveds mwah ♡
@karmawonders / @0rah-s / @randomnatics / @glxssynarvi / @nexylaza / @genshin-impacts-me / @wholesomey-artist
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luvrseung · 2 years
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jake as ur best friends brother and u develop feelings lol 😆
ehehehe here you go ehehe
𝐌𝐘 𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃'𝐒 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ
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## pairing(s)! bff's older brother! jake x reader
## genre! mostly fluff with the tiniest bit of angst
## wc! 1.2k
## warning(s)! cursing, and not much else?? but if u feel like there should be any other warnings pls lmk asap!
## a/n! another request! lowkey i love doing reqs 🫶🏻 this was very fun to do and there could possibly be a part 2 if this gets enough likes?? or if you want a part 2 LMKKKKK‼️ anywayssss enjoy~ [PART 2 OUT NOW!! <3 CLICK HERE! :D]
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You’re not sure where or when it started, but you were definitely in a whole that was dug way too deep. The Sims were your absolute favorite siblings. Jake’s little sister, Bella, was your bestest friend and absolute favorite person on the planet. Growing up, and even up until now, it’s always been “y/n and Bella!” Or vice versa. To make a long story short, the two of you were the same person in different fonts. You were an only child, so having Bella around was like having a sister and best friend wrapped in one. It was also a bonus that she lived across the street from you. The two of you were always at each others’ houses and you wouldn’t want it any other way. The two of you did everything together and will keep doing everything together. You two were quite literally two peas in a pod.
Jake was a year older than the both of you. Growing up, he was close with you guys. But when high school started, he made new friends and met new people. That resulted in him being around less and less. Now that you think about it, maybe that’s when it started. Once Jake started high school and you and Bella were still in junior high. Seeing him less made you miss him. Jake being on the high school’s football team also subtracted the amount of times you would see him. But you definitely only missed him because he was fun to be around, right? That was definitely the sole reason and nothing else, right? Yeah…no.
The summer after 8th grade, before you first year of high school was when you realized you missed him because you liked him. How cliche, you think. Liking your best friend’s brother? Great. You didn’t think Jake would reciprocate your feelings, so you kept them hidden. You kept your feelings hidden when he introduced everyone to his first girlfriend. You kept your feelings hidden when he dyed his hair blonde. That was very hard on you, to be honest. And you definitely kept your feelings hidden when Jake would come home from practice to hang out with you and Bella.
“Oh, word? She’s really pretty.”
“Yeah..” Jake lets out a nervous giggle, “Yeah, she is.”
“Yeah..” Jake lets out a nervous giggle, “Yeah, she is.”
“Bro,” Jay speaks up, “You totally like her.”
“What? No I don’t, what makes you think that?”
“Dude, your ears are bright ass red right now,” heeseung speaks up.
“Okay? That could mean anything.”
“So… you wouldn’t care if I asked her out, right? Since you don’t like her that way,” Sunghoon chimes back in.
“Nah dude, she’s off limits,” Jake replies. The rest of his friends give him a look. “Hey, don’t look at me like that! She’s my little sister’s best friend. It would be so weird to see her around with one of you guys.”
“Yeah, because you like her, dude,” jay interjects.
“Okay, no. You guys got it all wrong. I see her like a little sister. You guys wanna protect your little sisters, no?”
Sunghoon speaks again, “Well, yeah. But who would be better for her than one of your closest friends, right?”
“Dude, for real. She’s off limits.”
“Oh, so someone else can have her, right? What about Sunoo? He’s really nice,” Jay adds in.
At this point, Jake starts feeling frustrated. Which results in him blurting out the first thing that comes into his mind.,“No way! She’s mine! What does he have that I don’t?” After he got that out, he looks at friends with realization. “Shit,” he manages to get out, “I have feelings for my little sister’s best friend.”
“We’ve literally been telling you this whole time“ heeseung tries to interject.
“Okay, okay, I get it,” Jake surrenders and the other guys start to laugh at him. “Hey! Fuck you guys!” He says while giving everyone the finger. He realizes now, that he’s in some deep shit.
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imaginesmai · 10 months
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Once upon a fairy tale - Ubbe Ragnarson (3)
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I wanna say I’m sorry in advance and that next chapter will be up tomorrow, so pls don’t attack me  Other parts: Once Upon A Fairy Tale Masterlist  
Plot: Aslaug tries to push you closer to Ubbe, leaving you in a vulnerable situation. When faced with a group of soldiers, they don't hesitate to make their opinion about you crystal clear.
Warnings: men being rough with reader, unwanted sexual attention, harassment
You woke up alone in the room, but there was evidence of another’s person presence not too long ago. There were robes on the ground, and a pair of man’s undergarments hanging from the bottom corner of the bed. Besides, it smelt like Ubbe.
When last night you told him to sleep on the ground, you half expected him to drag your out of bed by your foot, but you were too tired to care. Yet, as minutes passed by, you only heard him change clothes and pile covers on the ground. You had been almost lulled back to sleep when he had taken the pillow from under your head.
It could only go so well.
That morning, you changed clothes quickly, not wanting to find any unexpected visitors, and let the room to be made by a servant. It was sunny and warm enough to leave your coat inside, and to choose a light dress that would let the sun bathe your skin. Following a tradition you had created many years ago, you took the hall that led to the gardens and stared at the colorful flowers.
Spending a whole summer in a foreign country was incredible boring for a kid, and when you didn’t succeed in making friends, you had to look for other sources of entertainment. Ubbe and his brothers didn’t let you participate in their games; probably, because you won each one of them without playing fool. The only kid who made an effort to befriend you was Sigurd, but his interests didn’t align with you.
There weren’t many pleasant memories in the castle, but the gardens told a different story. Hvitserk was allergic to many of the flowers that grew inside, so the Lothbrok’s brothers didn’t go there often. It was silent and peaceful, and apart from an occasional interruption, you found yourself enjoying the calm. On the other side of the garden, you could hear the castle coming alive, probably from the courtyard.
Back home, you didn’t have flowers, not as pretty as in that castle. Watering them and watching them grow was your main activity during those months.
“Those are primroses” a woman’s voice said behind you, while you knelt in front of yellow flowers. “Had them brough from the woods outside the castle. And they’ve grown just fine”
“I can see that, my queen” you answered to Aslaug, not moving from your position. “They’re beautiful”
“Indeed” she agreed. “They’ve grown just fine”
Her feet moved forward and soon you were covered by her shadow. Looking up, you met her icy eyes and cold smile.
If you had to define Ubbe’s mother with a word, it would be distant. While her son was all feelings and impulses, she was always calm and passive. You had long ago discarded the idea of an indifferent queen – everything that happened in that castle, she knew where, when and why. Anyone could be fooled by her attitude, but you knew that every word and gesture was intentional and had a purpose.
Slowly, you rose up and brushed the dirt from your dress, although there was none.
“Do your new chambers meet your needs, my dear?”
“They do. Although I’m afraid I don’t think prince Ubbe share the feeling”
“He will, eventually. Give him time” she tilted her head in what pretended to be an innocent way, but that made her look like a snake staring at her prey. “Any man can get used to it”
You smiled without your teeth, because you had no doubt there were many others empty rooms in the castle. Only that she didn’t want you to be anywhere else, and you could think of a few reasons why.
Last year, you heard some of the servants talk about Ubbe, in a way you had never heard or thought about. You had had your own adventures at home, with a vendor from the market and with the stables’ boy in your castle. But those words got stuck in your brain, and for a few days, it was the only thing you thought about.
“It’s just, he’s gotten so big. And tall. And that face… He looks just like his father but more handsome, and he isn’t married yet. I would kill to feel what he hides between those elegant clothes” a servant laughed, as if it was a secret.
“I know. I can’t wait until he comes back. Heard he has let some girls into his room. I will gladly volunteer next time”
Everyone who had eyes could see Ubbe’s resemblance to his father, a strong, ferocious and handsome king. While you weren’t very fond of him, you had eyes, and could see too. Aslaug wasn’t any different.
She was getting impatient, and every year that went by, was another chance of a bastard appearing in the hands on a common girl and asking for rights.
“People will talk, but you don’t have to worry, Y/N” Aslaug assured. With a look, she started walking and you followed her, with your hands laced and your eyes on the ground. “Maybe it’s not common to share chambers before the weeding. You’ve been engaged long enough to skip that rule, don’t you think so?”
“I... don’t know, my queen. I can’t say what others might think of the situation, only that neither prince Ubbe nor I like it very much” you tried.
“You’ll get used to it too, don’t worry. After all, what better place to stay than in your husband’s bed? Isn’t that where a good wife belongs?”
You knew better than to talk back, so you kept quiet. The flowers you intended to take care of moved past you as you walked by her side, servants and soldiers bowing. Every year, she took upon herself to remind you that time was running out. Every year, she ambushed you sooner or later and tested the waters.
Sharing a room was nothing but accidental.
She couldn’t care less about his son’s reputation or about your dignity. The only thing she cared about was other’s opinion, and what they might say. Because they would talk, about you and Ubbe, and if someone was bold enough to start the rumor of you two bedding, the wedding she wanted would come up way sooner.
Birds chirped around you as you listened to her list the good qualities of a wife. You might not have had a mother, but your father had taught you enough and assured you other people would when he couldn’t. You knew what was expected from you, how you had to behave in and out the bedroom. Hating your fate didn’t make you ignorant, so you kept your head down and listened.
After a long and torturous walk through the gardens, you found the exit to the courtyard, where the king’s sons were training. There were soldiers and majors fighting against each other, laughing and tossing friendly punches.
From the language they were using and the lack of women, you guessed that was a place you weren’t supposed to be. There were shirtless men sweating and showing off his muscles, in a relaxed atmosphere that wouldn’t suggest the princes were between them.
Sigurd and Hvitserk were fighting against each other, with training swords and wooden shields. The loud noises didn’t alert anyone from the presence of the two visitors, and they kept going. Your eyes stopped when you found Ubbe, not too far away in a hand combat with a man twice his size.
He was shirtless too, new tattoos and scars decorating his body. The previous day, you hadn’t really noticed the change from the boy to a man, but now you did. He moved effortlessly around his opponent, dodging hits and throwing punches.
As you stared at the muscles of his back tense and move, you felt enchanted. You weren’t sure you blinked until the prince finally got a hold of the man’s forearm and threw him to the ground. When Ubbe rose victorious and showed his brothers a teethed smile, you forced yourself to look away, wondering how could a face change so much in a year.
Only then, you noticed Aslaug looking at you, with a satisfied smirk on her lips.
“Thought they would have finished by now. How silly of me” she excused herself. Instead of turning around, she gathered her skirts and stepped down the first stair. “Come on, dear, let’s say hi. It would be rude not to do so”
“My queen, I’d rather – “
“Now”
She didn’t wait for you, just kept walking down, knowing you would follow. Queen Aslaug had earned herself the respect and fear from the castle, day by day, and as soon as the soldiers noticed, one by one fell to their knee.
They didn’t look at you, didn’t rise up when you passed them or acknowledge their training partners. In a wave motion, they bowed to their queen and pressed a fist to their sweaty chest. You moved behind Aslaug in silence, staring at their faces and bodies. Maybe it was all part of her plan, but it didn’t mean you couldn’t enjoy it.
When you turned thirteen and your father caught you talking with the son of the cooker, he decided you would continue your training and outside activities far from any men. Excluding blurry memories of soldiers fighting with your father when you were younger, you had never seen so many men at their knees.
Thoughts that surely couldn’t belong to you crossed your mind, and you looked forward, ashamed and with your cheeks red.
A few feet away from you, Ubbe’s blue eyes met yours, his eyebrows furrowed. He looked between the kneeling soldiers and your cheeks, twisting his mouth.
“Hvitserk, Sigurd” Aslaug greeted them, taking a good look at Ubbe’s face. “Ubbe”
“Mother” the younger one replied, staring at the both of you with a small smile. “Princess Y/N, lovely to see you again”
“What are you doing here?”
Ubbe’s voice was rough, no trace of the bright smile you had seen moments ago. Soldiers were starting to rise, still in silence, and everyone stared while Ubbe and his mother stared at each other. They were fighting some type of mental battle no one else was aware of.
Awkwardly, you waited by her side until she finally clapped her hands and looked at the crowd, ignoring her son’s words.
“Don’t stop on our account, please. Continue your work. Let princess Y/N see how strong and brave her soldiers are going to be soon” she extended her arms towards them, although no one moved. “Keep going”
Slowly, the sound of swords and shields came back, and Aslaug turned back to her sons.
You could feel the stares of every man in the courtyard in the back of your neck, and it occurred to you, you weren’t wearing appropriate clothes. As an unmarried woman, you were supposed to be elegant, discreet, hidden. Most of the dresses you had brough were long sleeved and with high necks, covering every inch of your body. That’s how everyone in Mercia had seen you until that moment.
But it was hot and you were supposed to be in the gardens, so you had chosen a pale, blue dress with a low neckline that showed your shoulders, and sleeves that only covered until your elbow. And you hadn’t touched your hair, leaving it hanging from your shoulders.
Now aware of the situation, you crossed your arms over your chest and looked at Aslaug, who seemed awfully pleased with herself.
You didn’t think for a moment she actually forgot about the training.
“What are you doing here?” Ubbe asked again, staring at her mother. “It’s training day. You know it. And you shouldn’t be here, neither should she”
Disgust dripped from the last word, and he didn’t even meet your eyes.
“But she’s your future wife, you should share every part of your routine with her” she fired back, not minding Hvitserk’s stifled snort. “I didn’t see you this morning at breakfast, were you in a hurry?”
“I was. I have been training all day. Here. Where you shouldn’t – “
“Don’t tell me where I can or can’t be, Ubbe. Enough”
“Mother, we were about to end” Sigurd stepped forward. “Why don’t you wait for us in the castle?”
“I have business to attend” she smiled again, her snake eyes looking between Ubbe and you. “But you should escort princess Y/N. I think she was trying to take care of some flowers”
Without saying another word, Aslaug walked the other way. Soldiers moved so that she could pass, and when she did, they went back to their previous fight. She walked with a determination she hadn’t had in the gardens, and even if you had had time, you wouldn’t had been able to follow her. Not looking once over her shoulder, she disappeared.
And then, you were alone with the three princes in a yard full of loud soldiers who resumed their previous behavior.
All the respect they showed earlier, the quietness that followed your path, was because of Aslaug. You were just the foreign princess of a smaller kingdom, with no authority or importance in their training practice. You guessed that they would have had more consideration for any other woman from Mercia, but your value was of a servant.
A person without opinion or saying, that didn’t need to be taken into account.
When a soldier passed by your side and spit on the ground, only inches away from your shoe, you decided it was enough.
“If you’ll excuse me” you said, already starting your way towards the stairs. It wouldn’t be easy and you would probably have to shove some soldiers, but there wasn’t any other solution.
“Where are you going?” Ubbe asked, coming forward to.
“To my chambers? To yours. Anywhere I don’t have to see this”
“You can come to mine”
You found yourself face to chest to a man with blonde, short hair, and a missing eye. Only his shoulders were the length of your whole arm. His sweaty face stared down at with you side smile, earning the laughs of some of his partners.
It wasn’t anything new to you.
Maybe, during the first three years, people were intimidated by a foreign country visiting his lands. Maybe, they were actually happy at the thought of his prince getting married soon. But it all vanished quickly and you had endured your fair share of comments and observations from Mercia’s people. And you weren’t amused anymore.
Ubbe was, who stopped behind you.
Those people were not willing to risk his head, so they always talked when no one but you could hear it. The servants whispered not so low when they prepared your bath, the nobles sat close to you and commented the empty seat by your sides, and the soldiers only talked when the halls were empty.
“Get out of my way” you scoffed, easily dodging his body and moving forward.
There was a faint commotion behind you and soon Ubbe was back in his place, his breath almost hitting the back of your neck. The fact that his very naked chest was a touch away was making you nervous, and you tried to walk faster.
Soon, you lost the small clearing the princes were training in and were fully into the courtyard, surrounded by bodies.
Not even ten steps into the crowd, Ubbe grabbed your elbow.
“Are you insane? Are you actually insane?” he all but screamed to you. “What’s wrong with you?”
“Why do you ask so many questions? The only thing wrong here is your mother, who should know by now better”
“You should too! What was that back there?”
“Stop asking questions!”
You pushed him away and turned around, wiling your feet to walk faster. Not because you were actually annoyed by his questions, but because having him so close, made you stutter. The feeling of his hot chest against your fingers when you pushed him away, tempted you to keep your hands there.
Thankfully, you were smaller than him, and could outrun him while he tried to chase you.
Some soldiers thought it would be funny to try and stop you, going so far as stepping into your skirts and grabbing your shoulder and hair. They laughed and made comments that you shouldn’t had to hear.
To them, it was chasing the rabbit that was escaping from his prince. To you, it wasn’t so fun.
One of the soldiers stepped on your skirt and the cloth tore, achieving a bunch of hurrahs from the rest of his friends. Stopping to see how bad the damage was, you saw Ubbe pushing through the soldiers farther than before, something murderous on his face. He looked at your dress and moved faster, going as far as throwing a man into his partner.
You turned around to keep moving, now your eyes warm with tears. One thing was the playful banter of children, or even the not-so-playful pranks with Ubbe. But it wasn’t a joke anymore, you felt the men’s intention clear and loud. Humiliation and frustration boiled up in your body until you felt your chest tightening up. You willed yourself to save the tears for later, when you would be finally alone. So you tried to move.
Before you could do so, someone grabbed your hair and pulled harder than before, making your yelp in pain. You were thrown back, and by mere luck, you hit a man’s chest instead of the ground.
Suddenly, a pair of rough hands were on you, while your captor’s arms held you still.
“Come on, don’t be shy! Show us what more you have there!” someone roared, attempting to see through the slip of your dress. He managed to lift one side and grip your left calf.
“I’ll take the other side!”
He didn’t, because when the first man tried to move higher, still holding your left leg against him, was met with your foot on his face. The kick launched him back and made you stumble into other arms. Again, they tried to move lift your dress, now from behind. No matter how much you moved or kicked, your voice stuck in your throat.
By that time, there were tears running down your cheeks, and it was clear it wasn’t just a game between the soldiers. Some of them had stepped aside, looking almost troubled. But no one said anything.
It wasn’t like fighting with the princes, or falling into a prank. It felt like an assault to your dignity, even if they tried to make it look like a joke.
The first man quickly recovered and looked at you while covering his mouth. In his other hand, there was a piece of tooth that you had broken.
There was no longer humor on his eyes, not even the lustful glare he was trying to hide before. When he charged towards you, some of his friends tried to stop him, but it wasn’t enough. He moved with his whole-body force towards you, and since other soldiers were still holding you, you couldn’t do anything but close your eyes and try to cower away.
Between the shouts and laughs, you distinguished a familiar voice, and then heard a body falling to the ground.
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fairydxll · 1 year
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♱ 🎀 ♡ sweet little angel ♡ 🎀 ♱
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bucky barnes x afab!reader
゜。❀ 。・゜゜・。❀ 。・゜゜・。❀ 。゜
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˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ summary ˚‧⁺ ・ ˖ · bucky has his way with you (porn without plot)
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ warning ˚‧⁺ ・ ˖ · unprotected sex (don't do that) p in v. slapping. daddy kink. pls let me know if i missed anything, it's 2am and I wanna sleep. not proofread
a/n ~ it's been a while! here's some possessive!bucky. ik it's short, but I'm writing again so yay. usually, daddy kinks give me the ick but I just couldn’t help myself here. send more smut requests ily 💗
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“you’re so pretty underneath me,” he breathed against your lips. “all fucked out and stuffed full of cock. just how i like it.”
“please, buck—“ his hand came down hard on the side of your cheek and you gasped at the sting.
“that’s not my name, sweetheart,” his smirk seemed to only grow as he watched you struggle. “if you’re gonna say it, say it right.”
“yes, daddy,” you stammered. the breath was nearly knocked from your lungs every time his hips met your ass.
bucky sucked on the spot beneath your jaw as he whispered, “i’m never letting you go again. you’re mine.” his metal fingers found your clit and you screamed, barely holding back your impending orgasm.
“daddy…please— i can’t hold it anymore!”
“you can and you will,” he growled before pulling out and flipping you onto your hands and knees. he shoved himself back into your hungry pussy and slammed his hips into you harder than before. your screams were muffled as you fell into the pile of pillows below.
bucky grabbed you by the roots of your hair and pushed you further into the bedspread as he jackhammered into you at a nearly impossible pace. your eyes rolled into the back of your head as he caused bruises to form with his hard grip on your hips and ass.
you started to slip into that familiar state of bliss, just when his course voice cut you off, "hold it."
you whined, "but bucky--"
he slapped your ass, hard. "wanna try again, angel?"
when you answered with a weak moan, he slapped you again. "sorry, daddy! please just let me come," you pleaded, tears starting to fall from the pleasure.
"shit," bucky groaned, too close to his own release. he pulled you up so that your back hit his chest. "come for me, angel, and say my name while you do it. wan' everyone on the block to hear who's making you feel this good."
you could do nothing but nod as your release hit you like a load of bricks. you screamed his name as loudly as you could. wanting to make him proud even in your cloudy mindset.
"that's my girl," he purred against the shell of your ear. he used his body to support you as you went limp in his arms. he slowly thrust into you as he came and sucked on the skin of your neck.
bucky pulled out and let you sink into the warm sheets. after cleaning both of you up, he pulled you close against him and placed kisses all over your face, making you giggle.
"I love you, angel," he spoke softly.
"I love you, too, daddy," you grinned.
"Oh, fuck me."
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love-strawberry · 2 years
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mama's daughter
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summary : in which she surprises him on set with their daughter and everyone's happy.
pairing : ben barnes x reader
warnings : language
author's note : i kinda went overboard with this but enjoy <3
tagged : @mrs-brekker15 @slut4benbarnes @mrsben-barnes
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y/n_ mama and cami day cause why not
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username i see cami inherited her mama's fashion sense
username cami my love she's so cute
username love her hat sm
jessie_mei_li ben should've brought you to set smh
username i miss the cast with y/n sm
username <cami3
username awww she's so adorable
benbarnes i miss her sm. and maybe you
-> y/n_ don't come back
username she's growing up
amitasuman_ are those the dresses i brought her??
-> y/n_ yess she loves them sm
tchalamet miss my godchild, please visit soon
username cami is so cutee i love her
freddycarter1 🤍
jacktwolfe baby cami 🦋
username she's certainly her mama's daughter
username 💅
andrewgarfield love her 🤍
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benbarnes 🤍🧸 🦕
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username AWWWW
username im running out of awws here
username she's like THE cutest baby
jessie_mei_li my baby 🐥 i love her
username KSJSKAKJSJSKSKKKSKSKKAAJWGD
username i want this outfit why dont they make adults clothing like this?!
y/n_ she misses you sm
-> benbarnes i miss her too :(
username 🌈🌈🌈
daniellegalligan_ crying why is she so cute?
lbardugo my granddaughter 🖤
username the whole cast adopting cami is so wholesome omg
username this is the baby for whom i'll risk it all
username she's growing up :(
calahan.skogman man stop sulking in your trailer and shoot your scenes, you'll see her soon
username my baby better be like this otherwise i don't want it
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y/n_ his face when i surprised him vs when cami ran up to him excuse me-
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username AWWWWWWWWWWWW
username they surprised him imma die alone
username he looks so happy
jessie_mei_li thank god you came, he was sulking past few days
username them them them them them them them them them them them them them them them them them them them them them them them them them
username why can't i have this? WHY?
kittheyounger ben's face when you came in 😳
jacktwolfe between you and me, he burst into my trailer and handed me cami just to spend some more time with you
username alright, it's over for me 🚡🪂 ^
username i missed them so much
archierenaux3 so good to have you back with us!!
freddycarter1 where's cami? i wanna show her the horses?
benbarnes all my love for you is on the inside i love you
-> y/n_ hmm jk i love you so much
username <camiandbenandy/n3
username i missed them so much :(
tchalamet what is really necessary for you to take my goddaughter away from me?
-> y/n_ she was becoming too much like you, i had to
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y/n_ i <3 them
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username i want
username awh i wanna pet them so bad
username that goat looks so fluffy and that dog ahhh
benbarnes if i had known you were gonna give them your full attention i wouldn't have brought you there
-> y/n_ shush lemme play with my children, i adopted them :)
username name the goat milo
username cuteness overload
amitasuman_ please tell me you're officially adopting them
username 🤍
username them supremacy 🛐🛐🛐
username love them so much and it's not even been a minute
jessie_mei_li please come back, cami's throwing her toys at us and some of them are solid plastic and it hurts
-> kittheyounger it's tru, pretty sure i have a bump on my forehead
jacktwolfe lemme name the dog pls
username 🤍🤍
username their relationship>>>
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benbarnes i love you even though you're quite mean at times and eat my brownies <3
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username their love is everything
username i love them so much!!!
username awww
username i am still not over ben getting a tattoo for y/n
y/n_ i love you so i'll let that mean comment slide
-> benbarnes you can't deny it darling
jessie_mei_li awww you're both made for each other
username 🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋
daniellegallingan y/n_ if you ever break up, you know where to find me
-> y/n_ you're like my true love no kidding
username poor ben lmfao ^
freddycarter1 you say true love we say ben and y/n
kittheyounger aww cute
username gdjskandhsjsk please someone be mine i'll pay you
username i love them so much your honour
username they raised the bar so high that it's practically a small speck in the sky
username don't mind me crying
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y/n_ kit was being a creep and we got this but thank you i love this
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username awww- *jumps off a cliff*
username can you believe that they invented being in love
username true love starts with them
benbarnes we look good
-> y/n_ we do as always ;)
username it's fine haha im fine haha
username ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
jessie_mei_li you both <3
username lemme just 🚘👩‍🦯
username god, stop playing with us
freddycarter1 🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍
lbardugo my babies 🤧
daniellegallingan_ awww 🖤
kittheyounger at least you got the picture
username me being in love with their relationship is getting out of hand
tchalamet that's my sister benbarnes watch your hands
username i wanna be in love :(
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