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jupitercomet · 1 year

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I’m begging for more actor bradley!

warnings: language, brief mentions of unhinged celebrity drama I made up because I think it's funny, Bradley being a sweetie, Bradley is 6'7" because I said so

follow the adventures of Bradley and Baby Girl in All Over Tabloids!

“—And then he liked a tweet that was basically about not being over your ex!”

“No!” Bradley drops his jaw overdramatically and you hit his shoulder lightly with a huff.

“If you didn’t care, you could have just said so,” you glare at him with a small pout. “I wouldn’t have told you about it.”

You move to roll off him, but Bradley is faster, wrapping an arm around you and anchoring you to his chest. “Wait, baby girl, I’m sorry. Please, tell me everything about the relationship timeline of Shawn Mendes and Cathy Bates, I want to know all about it.”

“I can tell when you’re being facetious, Bradley,” you scoff.

“‘Facetious’? What is this? Fucking Harvard?”

You can’t help but giggle when Bradley starts peppering ticklish kisses into the crook of your neck and you shove his head away with a laugh. “You’re annoying.”

“Maybe,” Bradley grins, placing another—much more nibbly—kiss on your pulse point. “But you’re dating me so…”

“I’m a Swiftie, Bradley. I make regrettable dating choices sometimes,” you argue, moving to get comfortable on his chest again.

Bradley suddenly sits up though, quickly ruining your efforts. “Hold on, which ‘regrettable dating choice’ do you think I am?”

“I don’t know... Joe Jonas?” You turn to him with a shrug.

Bradley’s mouth drops. “Joe Jonas?”

“He’s one of the better ones! He’s with Sophie Turner now, she’s super cool! Wouldn’t you wanna be with Sophie Turner, big guy?”

“No, I don’t want to be with Sophie Turner, I want to be with you,” Bradley pouts, tightening his grip around your waist. “I can’t believe you think I’d break up with you in a 27 second phone call.”

You let out a gasp. “I did not say that! ...It would be a 5 minute phone call, at the very least.”

“You know what? No. I am not Joe Jonas,” Bradley moves you off of him suddenly, getting up from the bed to rifle around his sock drawer.

You sit up on his mattress, unsure if you accidentally took things too far as Bradley mutters to himself under his breath. After a few more minutes of searching—and right when you’re about to speak up and apologize—he turns back around, tossing a small white box onto the bed. You gasp when you recognize the signature turquoise ribbon tied around it.

“It was meant to be a surprise, but since you wanted to be a brat, you’re getting it now,” he tells you as you untie the ribbon delicately. “So I hope you’re happy with yourself.”

“Bradley…” You tear up at the sight of the dainty necklace lying in the box and you trace over the engraved “B” lightly.

Bradley balks when you cover your mouth with a shaky hand. “Wait, baby girl, don’t cry. I was just kidding, you’re not a brat. Fuck, I’m sorry—”

“No, honey, this is—” You wave him off, taking the piece of jewelry out from the Tiffany’s box. “Come here so I can kiss you— No, wait! Will you help me put it on?”

Bradley’s thick fingers brush against the back of your neck as you pass the chain to him, and he fiddles with the clasp for a second. The necklace sinks onto your skin once he’s finished and you shiver when Bradley presses a kiss to the base of your scalp. Your fingers lift to fiddle with the pendant and you giggle happily before turning to pounce on your boyfriend.

Bradley lands on the mattress with a muffled thud, his own set of giggles spilling out when you attack his face with kisses.

“How’d you know I wanted this?” You ask against the bridge of his nose.

Bradley snorts. “You play Call It What You Want every time you get in my car, baby girl. I am capable of taking a hint.” You’re already grinning before he can finish, lunging onto him again, and Bradley laughs. “I take it you like it?”

“I love it. I’m never gonna take it off, ever, ever.” You promise, hugging him tightly.

Bradley’s hands move down to grope your ass gently and he hums, pressing soft kisses to your shoulder and smiling at the new feeling of cool metal against his cheek.

“Okay,” you unlatch yourself from Bradley to cup his cheeks, pressing a quick peck on his lips. And then another. “You’re my Joe.”

Bradley’s mouth drops in disbelief. “After that, I’m still Joe Jonas?”

“No, silly, Joe Alwyn,” you laugh, looking down at him with eyes crinkled in happiness.

“Oh.” Bradley blushes, pinching you through your leggings. “You did that on purpose.”

You grin, reveling in the feeling of Bradley playing with the small charm of your necklace between his finger and thumb. “See? You really know me,” you whisper against his lips.

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spikedhe4rt · 8 months

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Could u do a Darry x Tim x Reader where they have a threesome or their in a poly relationship and it's just a super smutty oneshot?! Ty!!

Word Count: 1077

A/N: Another request!! You guy's probably didn't know but I write for Tim too. Hope yall enjoy this!! My request box is always open. Love you guys. <3

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"Fuck" I sighed as Darry and Tim stood infront me. I was sleeping with them both but I didn't think they would find out. "So you weren't gonna tell us" Darry asked me. I shrugged at him "You think I was gonna tell you that I was fucking you both. Tim rolled his eyes "Watch your tone"

I let out a laugh "Tim, why so strict?" Him and Darry looked like they wanted to murder me to be honest but I ignored it. "Why did you even come here. Am I supposed to feel apologize or feel s-" Tim's hand came across my throat lightly. "You will when were done with you, sweetheart" I whimpered at his promise. He pulled me into a rough kiss.

Darry came behind me, grabbing my waist. I felt the hem on get tugged up by Darry. I was left in my bra as Darry ran his hands over my body. Tim brought a hand level to my face and parted my lips with his thumb. I accepted his thumb immediately, taking the whole thing in my mouth.

A moan left my mouth as I felt Darrys hand slip into my pants past my underwear, ghosting across my clit. Tim pulled me into a feverish kiss, tongue slipping into my mouth almost immediately. Darrys hand started to slowly rub my clit making me whine. I pulled away from Tim for a second "Please faster Dar" He gave me an almost immediate "No"

Tears welt in my eyes at the teasing. They were doing it on purpose. I felt myself at pulled back into the kiss by Tim as Darry continued his actions. "Y'know this can be so much better if you just say sorry, baby" Darry whispered to me. He started to kiss my neck as his hand trailed down to my sopping hole. His fingers teased my entrance before pushing in one finger.

Darry pumped his finger in and out as he continued to kiss my neck. Tim continued to kiss me until we were breathless. "Fuck me please" I breathed out to them. They halted there movements and looked at me. "Shes begging now, Darry. Does she deserve it just yet?" He talked like I wasn't even there. Darry looked at my desperate expression, hoping they would help me. "No. Make her work for it"

"Get on your knees for us" Tim said as I nodded and sunk down. They unbuckled their belts and pants as I waited with a pout on my face. I pulled down their pants for them and started to palm them through their boxers. They groaned as I pulled their cocks out and stroked them slowly, smiling up at them. I took Darry's tip in my mouth as I continued to pump Tim.

I pulled off him "You like that?" He nodded before grabbing my hair lightly and pushing me down on his cock more, my nose almost resting against his skin. "Yea, Keep going hun." Tim moaned as he started to guide my hand faster. My hips bucked against nothing as I got even wetter. A hand pulled me back by my hair.

Fuck. Tims hand pulled my down on his cock next, spit bubbling at the corners of my mouth. I pulled him out with a pop, then stroking them both at the same time again. "Cum for me. Please" I pleaded. They shook their heads "We wanna cum inside you sweetheart"!

Tim gripped my chin and pulled me up. Once I was back up, he kissed me quickly before Darry pulled me into a kiss after. He pulled us over to the bed as we continued to kiss. Darrys back hit the bedspread as I got on top of him. "You gonna take us like a good girl?" He asked me. Us? Oh Fuck.

I felt Darrys tip prod my hole before pushing into me. I felt the wind get knocked out of me as he brought his hands to my hip and moved me up and down on him. I cried out, tears threatening to spill from pleasure. "I know hun, I know" he comforted me. As I got used to the feeling, I felt Tim behind me. He started to leave hickeys on me I continued to ride Darry.

His hand came over my shoulder to rub my throbbing clit, making me moan, loudly. "You look so gorgeous, baby" he whispered praises in my ear as my orgasm came closer. "Im gonna cum. Please let me cum" Darry laughed at my pleas "Cum for us. Were not done tho" I nodded, showing him my understanding. I felt my peak wash over me as I saw stars. "Oh Shit." Moans of their names repeatedly came from my mouth as I rode out my high.

I whimpered as I felt Darry starting to move me again. My legs shook but I needed more. Tim spit on his thumb before bringing it down to my puckered hole, preparing me. He pushed his cock into me, doubling my pleasure. They stopped for second to let me adjust before absolutely wrecking me. They thrusted into me at brutal pace. "Feels so good. D-don't stop" I pleaded to them.

My eyes rolled back into my head as I braced my hands on Darrys chest. Tim brought his hand forward to pinch my nipples. "Fuck. I-im sorry." I whispered in-between moans. Darry grinned as he heard me finally say it. "What was that hun." I moaned, completely fucked out. "Im sorry. So sorry. Oh my god." I almost yelled. "Aww. Thank you for the apology, sweetheart" Tim said to me, smirk apparent in his voice.

"Anything for you. Mm" my voice was breathless and weak. I felt their eyes fixated on me, making me feel special and loved.

I felt my second orgasm crash down on me suddenly, without warning as I screamed from the pleasure. My nails scratched down Darrys chest. "Cumming." I groaned out, quietly. Their thrusts continued as they chased their own peak. "Gonna cum all inside you baby." and "You're gonna love it, hun" came from them as they painted my insides.

My body slumped down, my tiredness coming out. They both pulled out of me and caressed me softly as they laid me down in the middle of my bed. "We love you, always" I smiled even in my dazed state, "I love you guys too"

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milessluvr · 10 months

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— YOU’RE HURT.

— summary , Gwen crush got hurt badly while fixing her up her crush beauty attracts gwen even more.

— note , requested! I’m not sure if you wanted headcanons or a lil story so I kinda did both really short hope you enjoy!

— warnings, wlw fem reader wit she her pronouns angst—fluff had a lil help on this

Gwen sat there looking at y/n her beauty in her eyes, fists clenched at her sides. “I just wanna keep you safe. I can’t lose you like I lost Peter..”

Gwen is scared she’ll lose you she lost Peter , miles , her dad your her only hope she wants to stay with you She doesn’t even know if she’s being selfish.

y/n signs in stress wrapping Gwen’s wounds with bandages “I know..” y/n said

“Is it wrong for me to be a hero, though? Maybe it is, but I can’t give this up just to make you happy. This is who I am, this is how I contribute towards a world in need. Please, y/n, understand that I’m doing this for the good of others.” Gwen looks over at y/n unmoving form, taking in a deep breath as tears stream down her face. “I don’t want to lose you, but… I don’t know what else I can do.”

Y/n laid down with Gwen saying “I understand gwen I just I don’t wanna lose you either! I can protect myself I also wanna protect you.”

Gwen wraps her arms around Y/n neck, pulling her in close as she rests her head against y/n’s shoulder. “Please don’t be scared, I’ll always, always come back to you. I can’t promise I won’t get hurt—hell, I can’t promise that I won’t be a pain in the ass when I do come back. But as long as I have breath left in my body, you’ll always be my number one.”

Y/n didn’t respond she only kept wrapping the bandages around Gwen’s bloody wound thinking the words that Gwen said.

“Y/n…?” Gwen wipes away the remnants of her tears, peering up at y/n. “Say something please.. What will it take for us to talk things out?”

Gwen sighs, shifting so now they’re both laying down she wraps her arm around y/n waist. “Thank you,” she whispers to her. “My heart have been all over the place tonight, and the thought of losing you it’s scary.”

“You’re welcome Gwen just please I can’t and I won’t lose you I love you too much.” Y/n said losing her grip.

“I love you more.” Gwen turns at last to face y/n moving her arm from y/n waist to her neck as she brings her girlfriend into a tight hug. “We’ll get through this, you and me. And I’ll always, always make sure to come back home to you.”

“Safely? Or injured like right now?” Y/n joked Gwen played along.

“As safely as I can get,” Gwen responds with a smile. “Look at me, all banged up yet I came back to you in one piece.” She kisses y/n nose, pressing her forehead against y/n’s “I wouldn’t make a promise I couldn’t keep.”

“You better.”

Aftermath

y/n nd’ Gwen got together their in a very healthy relationship y/n is also helping miles nd others stop the spot.

@buzzinn July 2023 please don’t copy or steal

likes nd reblogs r appreciated thank u!

#gwen stacy x reader #atsv gwen #gwen stacy fluff #miles x gwen

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topsyturvy-turtely · 1 year

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Fluffbruary with turtely

(missed days edition)

Day 26

[day 25] [day 27]

prompts: ice | beautiful | night by @fluffbruary <3

fandom: BBC Sherlock

will be uploaded to "That Stuff Called Fluff" on Ao3!

A/N: mainly inspired by the absolute amazing, lovely, kind, sweet, beautiful, lovely, heartwarming [insert all other positive adjectives to describe a person here] @justanobsessedpan - AN ABSOLUTE MUST FOLLOW BLOG!!! Arie drew this amazing art about a year ago and i was IMMEDIATELY inspired to write something based on it. i did NOT forget it... i'm just slow. thank you, bestie, for letting me use your art this way! here is the perfect perfect drawing (tap for better quality):

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"Ah, fudge!", John said, facepalming. They had just walked back into the changing room after their ice-hockey training.

"What's up?", Mike asked.

"Forgot my helmet at the rink. I'll be right back!"

John rushed out, grabbed his helmet from the bench right next to the ice, straightened up and-

dropped the helmet. It bounced a few times on the ice. It made loud thuds.

"Watson! You alright?", a voice from somewhere on John's left hand side yelled.

"Yeah, Greg, just forgot my...", John's eyes were fixed on the boy on the ice rink. It was a figure skater. A really beautiful figure skater. "Um..." His skating was... beautiful. His face was beautiful. In fact everything about him was beautiful. "My uh..."

The skater finished a flawless pirouette, in a half sitting position, his leg stretched out. How is that even- Wait- why did he stop- oh my god. Is he coming- what- wait that's-

"Your helmet?", the figure skater asked with a kind smirk on his lips. A kind smirk?! What the hell is a kind smirk?!

"Sorry- what?", John asked, after his brain finally registered that the figure skater had said something.

"You forgot your helmet?"

"I- uh... Yeah- I-", John let out a breath he didn't know he had been holding. He half recognized Greg smirking at him, bemused.

"Do you wanna go-", a side glance at his friend proved his suspicion. He didn't care. "On a..." Damn, this guy has gorgeous eyes. John gulped. "Date? With me?" Where did that question come from?

The boy raised his eyebrows. "Is that it?"

"Is that what?", John countered.

"We only just met. And we're gonna go on a date."

Oh, shit. He hadn't been thinking. He had just spoken. Come on, Watson. Get a grip! Confidence! Confidence is everything! "Problem?", John asked, feeling himself grin (hopefully convincingly).

The skater bandied looks with Greg, bemused as well as amused. He shifted his weight on one hip, then looked John up and down. "We don't know a thing about each other. I don't know where we're meeting. I don't even know your name."

Oh, right. Awkwardly John fumbled with his helmet, stuck it under his left arm, so he could extend his right, "John Watson. Speedy's. Tomorrow night at six P.M.?"

The boy shook his hand, with a suspicious eye. "Sherlock. And fine. But only because you're cute when you're flustered."

"Why- I am not-"

"See? Cute. See you tomorrow.", and Sherlock glided off the ice. There was a certain swing in his hips that made John drop his eyes...

"What. on earth. was that?", Greg asked with a disbelieving chuckle.

"That, Greg", John sucked in a breath. "Was me realizing, there's no way in hell I am straight." John said, still staring at the door through which the beautiful figure skater had left.

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A/N: this was so fun to write! i love reusing/ scrambling up quotes from the show :P hope you liked this too! again please follow justanobsessedpan, promise you won't regret it! (feedback as always very welcome!)

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pinkbunny268 · 5 months

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A short fluffy fic for everyone’s sweet boy! Ugh he’s so sweet it makes me wanna cry 😭

Stargazing

A gentle breeze flies through the air as the sun begins to set. It runs through the leaves causing a soft rustle to ring out. I sat on a rock near the tip of a cliff mindlessly picking at the dirt with a stick. I waited.

And waited.

Waited for my beloved to come sit with me as he promised he would. No mission would cause him to break such a promise. He says he loves me far too much to ever do such a thing. However, I know better than to have false hope. But, to his credit, every time we have met up he keeps his promise. There’s always that chance though.

As the day light became scarce and all the animals in the forest slept, I sat on the rock. Alone. Wondering where my love might be. When would he arrive? The moonlight bathed the forest in its embrace, lighting up the woods. I watched as animals alike cuddled up to their partners as they prepared to sleep the night away. A pair of foxes snuggled against each other, their tails around their partners body as they placed their faces close to each other, their noses barely touching. My heart ached.

I continued to poke around in the dirt with the stick before letting out a sigh, my heart heavy in my chest. Dread washed over me as I felt my stomach drop. What if something happened? What if he was injured somewhere and here I am pouting because I think he’s late? What if-

“Hello, darling.” I hear him whisper, as if he’s afraid to disturb the peace in the forest. I turn around and smile at him.

“Hello, my love.” I reply as I get up to give him a hug. We stand there embracing each other, silent before I speak up. “You’re late this time. Why?”

I feel him chuckle as he rubs my back. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to worry you. I had to visit Zenitsu at the butterfly mansion before I stopped here. His letters described he was deathly hurt, but upon arriving, I found he had stretched the truth by a lot.” I loosen my grip on the hug to lean back to look at him. Tanjiro. My Tanjiro. His red hair lit up by the moonlight, while also highlighting his eyes. His gorgeous eyes.

“I’m glad to hear he’s ok. He has told us that that was a mission he was nervous about. Then again, every mission makes Zenitsu nervous. For good reason, might I add.” I say as I look at him. He smiles.

“I’m glad to be here with you. I was looking forward to this.” He explains as his arms drop down to my side as he grabs my hands into his own. I give them a soft squeeze.

“Me too.” I lead him to the rock I had previously been sitting on and we both take a seat on it. Our gaze follow up to the night sky as the stars twinkle, almost as if they’re dancing to a song we can’t hear. I point to a cluster of stars and trace their pattern. “That’s called “Cassiopeia”. It has some of the brightest stars known. Do you see it?” Tanjiro follows my finger and closes his eyes furthest from me.

“Kinda? I think I do. Is it a shape?” I shake my head.

“It’s really just a line. A really wonky line. Actually, now that I’m looking at it, it looks like the letter “W”. Just really short and fat. And kinda stretched out.” Tanjiro chuckles at my description and nods.

“I think I see it this time. It’s beautiful.”

“Isn’t it? I love the stars. I love space. It’s so mysterious. We know practically nothing about it and it surrounds us in its endless arms of nothing. Waiting for us to discover what it has to offer.” I look up at the sky and smile. “And the stars. I wonder how they came to be.”

“I’m not sure. There’s too many of them for them to be there for no reason.” I turn to face Tanjiro and I place my hand on his arm.

“I heard it’s the souls of loved ones, looking down and watching over us.” I look back at the stars. “And when we die, we’ll be reunited with our loved ones once more and watch as our children and their children make it in this world. And when they twinkle it’s really them waving at us or giving us a sign that they see us. That they’re with us. I’m not sure how to tell who is who but honestly knowing they’re up there at all is enough for me.”

Tanjiro gives me a small smile as his eyes gloss up. “That sounds like a wonderful thought. I hope that’s what it is.” I lean my head on his shoulder as I wrap my arm around his and caress his hand.

“Me too. I’d love to spend the rest of eternity up in the stars with you.” He looks down at me with loving eyes, the stars reflecting into them causing his eyes to seem as if he held the universe in them. He moves his arm and puts it around my shoulder.

“I’d like that too.”

Hope you guys enjoyed <3 it’s been awhile since I wrote anything so there might be some mistakes!

#demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #tanjiro kamado #tanjiro x reader #demon slayer x reader #zenitsu agatsuma #fluff #fluff fic #demon slayer fluff

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supernaturalgirl20 · 2 years

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Say it Again!

Pairings: Frankie Morales x f!reader

Warnings: Smut 18+, explicit, unprotected sex, PinV sex, oral (male receiving), cursing, alight sub/dom, secret relationship, fluff.

A/N: req by @movievillainess721 with prompts: ‘when you mouth off and the pin you against the wall, say it again and we will both find out what your mouth can do.’ & ‘ I can’t promise it won’t hurt.’

Hope you enjoy 😉

Comments and reblogs really appreciated 🥰

You were so fucking horny.

Frankie was two seats up from you - Santi and Will, in between - and he was wearing that flannel shirt you loved. His hair a curly mess under his cap. That fucker knew what he was doing and he was doing it so well.

You and Frankie have been fucking for almost a year. No one knew, not even the guys. It’s not that you were ashamed - quite the opposite - but Frankie didn’t want anything to get back to his ex, for fear that she would keep Sophia from him. You desperately wanted more, you loved him, but if this was all you could have then - you’d settle for that.

He was like a drug you couldn’t get enough of. The feel of his hands roaming your naked body, the smell of him on your skin - it was intoxicating. Your eyes meet and he winks at you, that devilish smirk on his face as he takes a swig of his beer. Oh he is out to tease tonight. Two can play at that game.

You wrap your arm around Santi’s, your hand groping his muscles. “Jesus Santi…you’re huge.”

He spits his beer out and a small blush creeps onto his face as he slowly turns to face you. “What? Hmm…what?”

“Your arms, they’re huge. Do you work out?”

“A little..mostly though it’s from the job ya know.”

“I bet it’s not the only thing that’s huge!”

His face was beat red as he coughed up his beer again. He was a flustered mess. You chance a glance at Frankie and sure enough he’s looking at you, well glaring would be be more accurate. His grip on the beer bottle turning his knuckles white.

“I…uh…em…”

“I bet you know how to show a girl a good time, am I right?”

“Well, I’ve had no complaints,” he says, slowly starting to get his confidence back. He glances quickly at Frankie and you silently wonder why, before he turns back to you with a nervous smile. Odd!

He keeps sneaking glances at Frankie and fidgeting nervously as you keep your arm around him. Standing abruptly, you slip past Santi and Will and when you come to Frankie you make sure to push your ass out a little. He coughs trying to cover the groan slipping past his lips but you heard it anyway. With a devilish smile you make your way to the bathroom, making sure to sway your hips as you go.

As you go to close the door, Frankie stops it with his foot. He pushes it open and is quick to close and lock it. He turns to you with a growl and pushes you against the tiled wall.

“Someone’s jealous. Worried Santi can fuck me better?”

“Say it again and we will both find out what your mouth can do.”

“Promises, promises.”

He grabs your face a little roughly - just how you like - and tilts it towards him. “Get on your knees!”

A shiver runs up your spine and your legs shake a little at his commanding tone. “Did I stutter? On your knees.”

Dropping to your knees you begin to unbuckle his belt and unzip his trousers, moving them down his hips. His thick cock springs free and it’s already leaking. You glance up at him coyly beneath your eyelashes before wrapping your fist around the base, pumping slowly.

Then, you work him into your mouth, inch by inch. A low, rough groan falls from his lips as you take him deeper. Then you drag your tongue along the base of his cock, swirling along the tip until he’s panting. His hands grab onto your hair as he moves his hips, thrusting into your mouth. Oh fuck!

He pulls you off him quickly and helps you stand, before turning you around and pushing you against the sink. Angling your hips just right, his hand finds your underwear and rips them off.

“Gonna fuck you now baby, ok? I can’t promise it won’t hurt. You got me all riled up.”

“Do it. Wanna feel you Frankie, please!”

He groans into your shoulder as he lines up at your entrance and thrusts up into you. His pace is brutal. He is fucking his frustrations away and you are loving it. You love when he gets like this, when he uses you for his own pleasure.

“Oh fuck! Frankie…oh god..”

“Bet Santi couldn’t fuck you like this…..only I can baby.”

“Yes only you…just you.”

“Your mine!”

“All yours.”

He reaches around and tilts your head so you can see yourselves in the mirror. “Want you to watch me fuck you baby. Wanna see your face when you come.”

His hand snakes down to your clit, rubbing over your swollen bud as he continues to fuck into you. He knows your close - so is he - but he wants to see you come undone first.

“Oh…oh fuck…fuck Frankie I’m….I’m gonna…”

He bites into your shoulder, “come baby, come all over daddy’s cock.” You come completely undone as your cunt clenched around him. He grunts loudly into your ear as he finishes inside you, something he never does without protection.

“I wasn’t too rough baby?”

“You were perfect.”

He helps fix you up as he readjusts his belt. He kisses you passionately before pulling back and leaning into your ear. “Want you to go back out there with me dripping down your legs. Remind you who you belong to.” Oh god you were horny again. This man was going to be the death of you.

“Wait five minutes before you leave.” He kisses you on the cheek and then he’s gone. When you finally leave you can feel his gaze on you and when you go to move past him he pulls you into his lap. You’re completely shocked as he wraps his arms possessively around you. What is he doing?

He leans in a little, his lips grazing your neck. “Want everyone to know your my girl.” His girl! You could feel the tears begin to form and you were trying really hard not to cry. He tilts your chin towards him before he leans in and kisses you softly. You can feel Will and Santi staring but you don’t care. Frankie is finally showing the world your his.

He pulls away reluctantly and he has the most beautiful smile on his face. Hi thumb rubs along your bottom lip and he looks you straight in the eyes, “Te amo, mi amor.”

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lightininglydia · 2 years

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I Wish I Was Her - Jonathan Byers

Synopsis: Steve wasn’t the only one who got hurt at Tina’s Halloween party... Turns out unrequited feelings can be a bitch

Warnings: Unrequited Love, Jonathan and the reader not knowing how to handle their emotions, some curse words, mentions of drinking + Minor character death and not proof read lmao ( My Bad )

WC: 2.9k

A/N: Showing Jonathan Byers a little love on this app because there’s like NO fics for him! Anyways feel free to request some fics ( especially Jonathan ones because I’m determined to become THE Jonathan fic writer! ) Hope y’all enjoy this one! Open to a part 2 for it as well!

You stood by yourself in the crowded room- you have no idea how Nancy actually managed to convince you to come with her and Steve to this stupid party. You would much rather be at home, curled up next to your cat watching Halloween movies or out with the boys as they wandered the streets trick or treating.

She promised you that you would have a good time and that she would stick by you the whole time but something had very clearly happened to her earlier that day that made her want to get wasted and forget about whatever was troubling her so now here you stood alone and ready to leave.

At first the idea of coming to a party and letting loose with your friends seemed like a good idea especially considering the one year anniversary of Will going missing and everything with The Upside down was coming up and it would do everyone some good to have some fun but as of right now you were not having any fun whatsoever.

You let out a sigh of relief when you watched Jonathan walk into the crowded house, quickly b-lining towards him. You knew he wouldn’t want to stay for long so you secretly hoped he would take you home or that the two of you would go and do something- anything would be better than the party at this point.

What you didn’t notice while making your way towards him was Carol who stood with a small smirk on her face as she outstretched her leg just as you were about to pass her.

You fell forward but two strong arms caught you before you could hit the ground. When you cast your glance upwards you were more than happy to see that Jonathan was your savior.

“ Hi “ you beamed up at him

He laughed as he pulled you up right “ Hi ” he greeted, his voice soft and welcoming like it always was with you.

“ I didn’t think you’d come “ you admitted softly, your hands still holding onto his arms

He shrugged “ Nancy really wanted me here “

“ I did too “

He smiled at your words, blushing slightly. It warmed your heart knowing you had a small effect on the boy, it gave you the tiniest bit of hope that he felt the same way that you did.

“ I gotta say when I saw you from across the room you looked miserable “

You laughed while nodding “ I’ve been ditched and I am not having fun- My original plan was definitely the better choice but of course I let them drag me here “ you mumbled while nodding your head towards Steve and Nancy who were dancing in the crowd.

“ Ahh I see... wanna get out of here? I've been here for a total of two minutes and I already hate it “

“ I knew you’d come and save me! “ You exclaimed, finally realizing that your hands were still holding onto his arms and his hands were still holding onto your waist.

He laughed and opened his mouth to respond but the sounds of Steve and Nancy arguing pulled your attention away from each other and towards them, both of you turning to face them.

You gasped when the red punch spilled all over Nancy’s white shirt, watching her storm away from Steve and into the bathroom. He sighed before following after her. You went to go after the couple to ensure they were okay but Jonathan tightened his grip on your waist.

“ Just let them sort it out “ he mumbled in your ear

You sighed before leaning back into him, allowing him to wrap his arms around your waist and lean his head on top of yours “ I’m worried about them... somethings been up with Nance these past few days and things feel off with her and Steve “

“ They’ll work it out and if they don’t then who cares? I really don’t think they are making it past high school and I think there’s someone more suited for Nancy out there anyways “

Your face scrunched up in confusion at his words “ What do you mean by that? “

“ I don’t know I mean- I just never really thought Steve was right for her “ He explained

“ Yeah well who is then? You? “

When you were met with silence a violent wave of emotions washed over you. You had been so wrapped up in your own feelings for him you hadn’t realized him slipping out of reach as he fell for Nancy.

“ So you do think it’s you “

Jonathan sighed “ look I know it’s wrong to pine after a girl whose already taken but- we had something last year... I could feel it I mean I waited for her but then she got back with Steve and it’s just been this awkward cycle of will we wont we... so I’m sorry for hoping they break up and I know it’s selfish but I just want a shot- just one to see if I’m crazy or if Nancy Wheeler could really fall for a guy like me “

You could feel the tears burning in your eyes as you listened to him and really took in what he was saying. Of course he would fall for a girl like Nancy Wheeler- she was beautiful but she was also so much more than that. She was smart and kind and an absolute badass if you were being honest so it made perfect sense that he would love someone like that.

“ Well then you should go for it- if they break up I mean “ You told him as you fought back the tears and tried to push through the strain in your voice.

“ yeah? “ You could hear the smile in his voice and it broke your heart

“ yeah “ you confirmed, pushing him towards happiness knowing what it meant.

Loving someone wasn’t always easy and in situations like this it felt like the hardest thing in the world but all you wanted was for him to be happy and if Nancy Wheeler was the person who could do that then it was what he deserved. He deserved someone who would love him unconditionally for who he was and all that he stood for. Loving someone came with sacrifices and heartaches but you would gladly take all that pain just to see him radiate the happiness you hadn’t seen from him in a long time.

There was a silence that lulled over the two of you, Jonathan radiating happiness at the idea of him and Nancy while simultaneously feeling grateful for your support while you stood there already wallowing in self pity.

You were comfortable in his arms and imagined what it would be like if the two of you were something more than just friends.

Steve suddenly stormed out of the bathroom and towards you and Jonathan “ Please make sure she gets home safely “ he muttered before continuing to walk away

Your eyes followed Steve as Jonathan’s settled on the bathroom he had just come out of. Your heart hurt a little as Jonathan let go of you and rushed towards the bathroom.

You weighed your current options- you could go after Jonathan and see if Nancy was okay, Walk home or go after Steve and see if he was alright.

After standing there for a second you quickly made your way outside and over to where Steve had parked his car. Thankfully he was still there, sitting on the hood with his head in his hands.

“ Hey “ you whispered as you climbed onto the hood of his car, sitting next to him

“ Please just go away “ he mumbled without even casting his glance towards you.

You sighed at Steve’s request- in no way were the two of you best friends but in the last year you had grown to really care for him.

“ I’d be a pretty shitty friend if I left you here all by yourself… if you really want to be alone I’ll go but if you want someone to listen then I’ll stay “

He looked up at you and your face dropped at the sight of tears falling down his face

“ oh Steve “ you whispered before pulling him into your arms. His sobs vibrated your body as he clung onto you for support.

Never in your lifetime did you expect Steve Harrington to be clinging to you as he sobbed- a year ago you would have laughed at the idea of your high school tormentor allowing you to comfort him in his most vulnerable moment but somehow right here in this moment it made perfect sense.

“ Wanna tell me what happened? Or do you wanna just sit here and calm down? “ You asked, your voice soft

He nodded before beginning to explain what had been happening these past few days and what lead up to tonight.You listened intensely as he explained to you what had happened and Nancy’s “ everything is bullshit “ rant.

“ She’s hurting Steve and I know it’s not fair for her to lash out on you but Barb died and it was just brushed under the rug... her parents are driving themselves into debt trying to find out what really happened to her and it’s probably so hard for Nancy to carry that burden- you didn’t know Barb like Nancy did so I understand that you don’t feel it like she does but you also have to understand how it must feel for her “

“ I want to I really do but it’s not my fault- It’s not her fault either I mean none of us knew what was happening... I feel so guilty that I can’t feel how she does but like you said I didn’t know Barb like she did- I talked to her twice and then she was gone “

“ I know. “

“ And now I just gave Byers the perfect opportunity to play the hero and win her heart- god I’m such an idiot... I love her so much and I don’t want this to be the end “ He admitted

“ Listen... Sometimes you have to let the people you love go knowing they may never come back “

“ Is that what you’re doing with Byers? Letting him go? “ His voice was soft and void of any judgement as he asked you this- it was comforting that the two of you could talk so openly and vulnerably with one another.

You nodded “ How’d you know? “

He almost laughed “ Anyone within a twenty mile radius can see how in love with him you are- everyone except him “

“ Well this fucking sucks “ you mumbled as you leaned your head on his shoulder

“ yeah… yeah it does “ he grumbled back as he wrapped his arm around you

The two of you were silent for a while but the sight of Jonathan practically carrying Nancy out of the party made both of you sit up straight.

You listened as he softly spoke to her, desperately pleading with her to get into the car

“ The universe loves twisting the knife “ you muttered before hoping off of Steve’s car and beginning to walk home

“ Where are you going? “ He shouted after you

“ Home “ you called back as you began walking faster

“ At least let me drive you “ He pleaded

You turned around shaking your head “ I live next to the Wheeler’s Steve... I don’t think you want to drive me home- Hell I don’t even want to go home but I’ve got a pint of Rocky Road in the freezer and a cat waiting for me “

“ Let me drive you home... Maybe split the pint with me because if I’m being honest right now I could really use a friend and some cat cuddles “

You laughed “ yeah okay... I could really use a friend right now too considering the only others are a bunch of kids and my best friend who I’m in love with “

Steve grinned at your response as he hopped off the hood of his car and raced to the passenger side and opening the door for you

The drive to your house was a rather short one that was filled with a comfortable silence. While your situations weren’t exactly the same the two of you had come to an understanding- you loved people who did not love you back and it hurt.

When the two of you got out of the car you locked eyes with Jonathan who stood in the doorway of the Wheeler’s house. You handed Steve your house key “ Go on in... I should probably talk to him “ You mumbled while nodding your head towards Jonathan.

Steve gave a slight nod before walking up your front steps and letting himself in your house.

“ What are you doing with him? “ Jonathan asked as he made his way out of the Wheeler’s house and over to you

“ Same thing you’re doing with Nancy... I’m being a friend “ You explained

Jonathan scoffed “ I took Nancy to her house not mine and he’s the one that just left her there! “

His change in tone almost gave you whiplash as you struggled to understand what the issue here was.

“ you’re the one that wanted him to and why does it even matter that I’m with him right now?“ You shot back

He bitterly laughed “ And what exactly do you think is going to happen here? You think now that Nance is out of the picture you’ll somehow end up with him? “ His tone was harsher than you had ever heard.

“ Excuse me? I don’t know what you think is happening here Jonathan but it’s most definitely not that- I went out to check on him and he offered to drive me home because I was going to walk! He needs a friend right now- You don’t even know what happened between them!“

“ Is this why you told me to go for it with Nancy? Because you wanted to be with Steve? God I thought you were being a good friend and being supportive but no... You’re just like everyone else- Always in it for yourself “ He spat

You really didn’t understand what was happening right now and why he was so angry that you were with Steve and you most certainly did not understand why he was accusing you of having ulterior motives with Steve.

“ Are you kidding me right now Jonathan? Listen I get it- You and Steve have an ugly history but he’s my FRIEND! My friend! That is it! If you weren’t so fucking focused on Nancy you would realize the only person I’ve ever wanted is YOU so no I’m not like everyone else because most people would be selfish! They would be selfish and tell the person they are in love with NOT to go for it but instead I told you to because I love you and I want you to be happy “ Your voice was strained from yelling and you could feel the tears streaming down your face but you didn’t care

How dare he accuse you of only caring about yourself when you were more than willing to have your heart thrown into a blender just to see him happy.

Jonathan felt like he was frozen solid, unable to move at your confession. A wave of guilt surged through him as he realized what he had said to you, putting aside your secret feelings for him you were always a good friend and you had always put him first no matter what and even if you had feelings for Steve that didn’t justify or excuse what he had just said to you

“ I- I don’t know what to say “ He confessed, refusing to meet your eye

You scoffed “ Of course you don’t “

Jonathan’s eyes finally met yours “ You can’t just dump something like that on me and expect me to know what to say “

You crossed your arms over your chest and looked down at the ground, no longer feeling comfortable with being vulnerable with him “ Okay Jonathan” You whispered before turning around and making your way towards your house

“ Wait so that’s it? “ He called out after you

You turned around to look at him, Tears spilling out of your eyes “ What else is left for me to say? Do you want me to tell you that it’s okay? That we can just forget about this and move on? Or do you want me to tell you how badly I wish I was her? How I would kill for you to look at me like that- Just answer this one question... If it was her standing here right now would you know what to say? “

When you were met with silence you knew you had your answer “ Goodbye Jonathan “

You felt a terrible feeling as you walked away from him- almost as if this was the end of something. You wanted desperately to turn around and apologize but there was nothing to be sorry for... You wouldn’t apologize for loving him and you wouldn’t make him apologize for not loving you.

This was something that was either going to slowly work itself out or something that would cause the two of you to be nothing but a childhood memory in the others mind as life continued on.

Love was many things but tonight it was nothing but pain and regret.

#jonathan byers #jonathan byers x reader #stranger things #steve harrington #steve harrington x reader #unrequited love #thisisbadimsorry #lightninglydia #jonthanbyersimagine #charlie heaton #nancy wheeler

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distortedclouds · 11 months

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Hey!!

Hey, @moonspirit !

Wanna guess?

Wordcount: 1290~

Tags: Armin's PoV, Smut, Fingering, Post-canon, VOICE KINK, PRAISE KINK

Crime Motive: This post

Special Thanks: The Ultimate Guide to Writing Smut Fic on AO3 and the Smut Thesaurus on Tumblr

Bon appétit I threw this up in a couple of hours or something. Also it's like super vulgar so...

Armin’s become a bit of an asshole, he’s aware.

Not to the public: ‘they adore you!’ he’s been told, and that’s great! It’s all he could’ve hoped for and more when deciding to carry the weight of the new world on his shoulders, but… he did become a bit of an asshole. To Annie.

It’s been far too many rescheduled promises, early mornings, and late nights that left their bed deprived of the shared weight of their bodies. Today, Armin hoped would be an exception to the rule. Alas, it wasn’t. The clock’s longer hand had quietly ticked just past the swirling eight figure engraved on its face when he first caught Annie’s gaze in the mirror, wandering with great disinterest around the far-too-fancy bathroom. A couple more minutes had gone before he’d caught her drawn-out sigh of boredom, except it never is just that.

People often say that if you cared enough about something, you’d make time for it. Well… they might’ve been right.

“I’m sorry we don’t have time, Annie,” he says, keeping his voice low because he’s truly remorseful.

“Quit apologizing already!” Annie bites back a moan with her teeth dug into her lower lip. He doesn’t see it, from where she turns her back to him, but he knows that tone of voice. He’d pulled it out of her dozens upon dozens of times by now.

“But I really am~” he purrs against her shoulder. Armin breathes in the smell of the long day clinging to her clothes. How it now merges wonderfully with her own unique scent from where her thighs flex and rub against one another beneath the constricting material of her pencil skirt.

“You know how I’d love nothing more than to unzip your skirt,” he trails a palm down, slowly from her waist to her hip, his fingernail repeatedly catching on the ridges of the zipper.

She gasps and jerks in his arms where he holds her to him with a forearm around her middle, and fuck because he’ll never be over how easy it is to get her to this point. If he didn’t know better, he’d think she was faking this whole thing. Luckily, Armin does; the long whines adorning her voice and the quiet moans held deep in her chest carry out an image of herself that's dangerously vulnerable and open and needy that he can’t help but always push her for just a tiny bit more.

“Just a tiny bit,” he breathes right next to her ear, but her harsh bite into her lower lip is successful. What a shame. “I wouldn’t need to get it all the way off. Just low enough so I can bend you over that sink over there,” he taunts and the incoherent sputter of syllables to leave her mouth is probably his name, “right against the mirror.”

“F-Fuck!” her voice beautifully shatters in the low echo in the small room, her body squirming where he continues to grip her tightly to him as her fingers attempt—and fail—to grasp at the glossy tiles lining the wall.

“But I can’t, unfortunately.” Armin glances at the clock, where the pendulum dances back and forth with audacious tick-tocks that personally challenge him. “So, how about you take care of it for me, sweetheart?”

The stubborn ‘fuck you!’ that Armin expects doesn’t come. Instead, one of her hands leaves the wall the little vanity they sit on is pressed against and replaces his hand on the zipper. For Annie to comply this easily… he must’ve been pushing her for quite a while now, huh?

He really has become an asshole.

Armin watches over her shoulder as her shaky fingers drive the pull down the metallic teeth, allowing the skirt to sag around her hips. Just enough room for her to slip her hand down the waistband and for her legs to spread a couple of inches wider. “I’m really sorry, Annie,” he groans and the only reason she doesn’t elbow him right in the liver is because she doesn’t hesitate before pressing her fingers against her core, making herself cry and plead for everything he can’t offer her at this very moment.

“As much as I like having you like this,” his voice strains in his throat in accordance with the suffocating fabric around his crotch. “You know I’d much rather us be in our bed.”

She nods, her hair bobbing into a mess around her head and falling over her flushed face. With the movement of her hand bulging at the front of her skirt, heavy pants begin to carry more of her voice, little whimpers and mewls that he knows are nothing but seedlings for much, much more.

“Maybe with your legs over my shoulders, so I can fuck you as deep as you like it,” he says, getting enough satisfaction when Annie, with all her soft moans and sweet scent and silky hair, melts back against him and her knees buckle even with her seated.

There’s a short pause in her rapid breathing, but it doesn’t last long, concluded in a long groan that dissolves into a low and desperate—and absolutely shameless—whine that Armin believes he should be punished for not swallowing whole—fuck he’d reeeaally pushed her far.

When her thighs struggle against the restraint of the skirt, Armin deduces that she must’ve already slipped a couple of her fingers into her cunt, and from what he can see from her wrist, she’s straining to push them further in.

“Armin!” she begs, breathless and hot, and ah, he must’ve been quiet for too long.

Choosing to loosen the arm around her torso, now that he no longer needs to actually hold her to him, he drags his palm to her lower stomach, just above the junction of her hips, and presses. “It’s because you like having me right here, don’t you? You like feeling full?”

This time, her only response is a low sob as her hips begin to buck and push forward and against her fingers. She’s close. So close. Armin urges her into leaning her head back on his shoulder, he kisses her cheek and the corner of her jaw before moving down her neck.

“You’re doing great, Annie,” he rasps, voice raw where it scratches deep in his throat. “Just a bit more. Come on.” He continues with a trail of all the absolute nonsense words and phrases he’d come to accumulate over the years. Everything that she loves to hear: from little encouragements that appear vulgar the more Armin considers them, to pet names and her name, which make the tips of her fingers tremble and her gaze completely unfocused. All things that had never failed him in getting Annie to slur her words and abandon all pride for the sake of a release between his arms.

“Armin!” she hisses, urgently.

“Yeah, I know,” he reassures her, freeing one of his hands from around her and shooting to press it hard against her mouth right as she pushes herself over the edge. Armin takes a moment to mourn all the cries and shattered moans that meet their demise as quiet vibrations against his palm. It’s good motivation, really. If he wants to hear them in full, then he better stop fucking around and make time!

Armin waits for her hand stops working under her skirt before he lowers his own from her mouth, leaving her to catch up on her breathing. Her body is still a puddle against his, with him supporting the majority of her weight against his chest. It’s not until he hears one particularly satisfied sigh that he kisses her cheek with a comically loud smack of the lips, “That’s my girl!”

“Oh, fuck you!”

#attack on titan #shingeki no kyojin #aruani #aruannie #not sfw #my fic #oh nothing just an asshole assholing :)

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gretavanlace · 1 year

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Okay so imagine Jake just had a breakup. You work for the band as the assistant so you’re close with all of them, but you’ve gotten closer to Jake after his breakup because you worry about him.

He’s been so frustrated lately, and everyone knows it. A few hours before a show, you go to his dressing room to check on him, and he just sighs and says nothing is wrong. You know him though, and you know he’s lying through his teeth.

“Jake, come on you can talk to me”

He glances at you and starts blushing out of embarrassment of his situation, and you notice.

“I’m being serious you can talk to me. I won’t judge. I’ll even help if I’m able to. What’s wrong?”

He looks away from you and shakes his head before closing his eyes. “We broke up almost 4 months ago….I. I haven’t…you know..ever since.”

It’s your turn to blush, as this has never been a topic between the two of you. “You haven’t had sex since then?” you ask, as the light pink tint to his cheeks darkens a shade. “I haven’t….been able to do anything at all since then..” he trails off, holding eye contact with you before it clicks. When it does, your eyes go wide with understanding and shock but you just nod to him. “I’ve definitely tried, believe me, but I just….she cheated on me and every time I try I just get in my head and it ruins it. Like, was I doing something wrong in bed? Was I not attractive enough?”

Your heart hurts when he says that. “It may not mean much from me, but you are a beautiful man Jake. And, for what it’s worth, I have a feeling you aren’t lacking in bedroom skills.” He laughs lightly at this, “oh and what makes you so sure?”

“All I’m willing to say is that the guys I’ve slept with that have the same smugness you do, they don’t come close to lacking in bed!” You laugh at him. “I’m smug? I am not smug!” he tries to argue. “Oh you are too! It’s not arrogance, but you are smug. It’s not a bad thing, I promise”

“So I’m gathering I might have made an appearance in your fantasies then?” He asks. “I don’t touch and tell, Jake”. His eyebrow cocks upwards at that, like he’s a bit confused. “Just touch?”

“I just told you I don’t think you’re bad in bed, please tell me you know how women get themselves off.” He laughs harder this time, but you notice his pupils are larger than before. “Of course I do, I dunno I just….kind of pegged you as a woman who does more than..touch”

It’s your turn to blush as you realize what he means. You can’t buckle under him, so you do your best at trying to stay in control. “Jacob, if I didn’t know any better I’d say I’ve appeared in some of your fantasies.” He doesn’t do anything but look at you and swallow thickly. Yet again, you realize what he means, but this time you start to buckle. “Yeah?” you ask him. “More than I’d like to admit,” he confirms.

And then next thing you know, you’re giving him head.

You glance up at him from your position on the floor and his head is pressed back against the couch, his hands gripping the edge so hard his knuckles are white. You go all the way down to the base of him, and his head shoots up. “Fuck, I won’t last more than a few minutes if you do that I’m sorry”

You pull off of him, but keep stroking him with your hand “That’s the whole point Jake. I wanna make you cum, let me make you cum. Don’t hold back…please”

You watch his eyes roll back in his head before he places both of his hands on the sides of your head. “Is this okay?” he asks quietly. You look down for a moment and see his cock twitch and you shake your head. Fuck, you just want it back in your mouth.

He takes in a shaky breathe, trying to calm himself down. “Can I…fuck, can I stand up?”

Again, you nod your head and watch as he stands in front of you. “Jake please, don’t hold back on me. I want it,” you say as you place your hands on the back of his legs, hoping he gets the message. And thank God he does, as he brings himself back to your waiting mouth and slowly starts to fuck himself in and out of it. He throws his head back and speeds up his thrusts, “fucking hell, your mouth feels so good - fuck, I’m gonna cum, it’s so much” he manages to say between labored breathes, right before he cums down your throat. He’s right, it’s a lot, but fuck if you don’t love every second of it. The way he sounds, the way he tastes, the way he looks, all of it will help you later tonight. You make eye contact with him as you swallow the last bit.

And then he fucks the hell out of you right after. I’m talking dirty. Makes you cum on his fingers, makes you squirt, makes you cum on his cock while you ride him.

I’m sorry. I’m very sorry. I know it wasn’t written well and its long, but I woke up thinking about this

Let me start with, you’re crazy... this was written very well! And let me end with, thank you for this absolute gem of an idea, I plan to run with it ❤️

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parttimepuff · 6 months

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Sure is a good thing rev decided to face his metaphorical demons now, considering they’re gearing up to face him too

Lifting his head to look at them for a moment, he dropped it again, keeping his daughter tightly wrapped in his wings. "…y-yeah, I guess so." Reverie muttered. Beep began to shake more, like she was experiencing her own earthquake, prompting further worry from him. "B-beep, hey, it's ok. It's ok, alright? Even though he knows, I… I'm still going to go. And it'll work out." The Dream Fae tried to reassure her, though his own fear of the king didn't help.

Digging her claws into him in her anxiety, she replied. "But I made it harder for you, I made it worse…" Beep whimpered. Her father couldn't help but clench his teeth for a moment, both at how broken she sounded and at her painful grip. "Sweetheart, you, you don't know that for sure. You just talked to him, right..? If he's smart, he must already like you." That much he could say with complete confidence.

"i was trying to help I was trying to make it better but he knows now…" Beep rambled. Far too often it seemed like things backfired when she tried to do the right thing. Her father paused briefly to gather his thoughts. "…you think he's cool, right? That's why you wanted to meet him before. I think… I think if you believe that, then he's gotta be worth it. And if he's worth it, he'd, he'd understand you were doing your best." Reverie expressed. More tears welled in her eye, but Beep slowly unclenched her claws. "but everyone’s in danger now, b-because of m-me." She countered. Reverie shook his head, despite the fact that she wasn't looking up to catch it. "He had to learn about you someday. I mean… you know how slow I've been. Maybe you just, sped up things getting better for everyone." That was what he hoped. This could still turn out ok.

"nnn…." The Matter groaned, not entirely convinced. "…none of this is your fault, Beep. Or, really, you shouldn't blame yourself for trying to help. I know you want to keep us all safe just as much as I do and… I'm so sorry that I've made you feel that being you has made that harder." Reverie apologized, trying to put aside his guilt to focus on what she needed to hear.

It seemed to have some effect as she buried her face in his dress. "it’s gonna be okay, right?" Beep asked. Her father held her closer. "It will be. I promise." Reverie replied. He would do absolutely everything in his power to make that true. They were silent for awhile, before she spoke up again. "…is Gremlin gonna go see Dedede with you?" "I'm sure he will. He'd, help me feel safe." He confirmed.

More silence. "…am I?" Beep hesitantly questioned. "…do you want to?" Her father questioned back and she fell silent again. "If you want to come… I'd, honestly appreciate the moral support, but it's up to you." Reverie told her. If she stayed safe in his head, then why not give her the chance to be a part of this? She deserved to know what was going on. "I don't, wanna mess it up again…" She muttered.

"Beep… No matter what happens, we'll work through it. We always do." Reverie reminded her. They'd been through so, so much, nothing could tear them apart. The Matter sniffled quietly. "yeah… we do." Beep murmured. "We're gonna be ok." He promised again, to which she nodded. Even if neither fully believed it, they would.

#ic #ask #anon #Reverie #Beep

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Ooooo❤️ I love your work! Can I please have a TomJon secret relationship where Jon’s roommates are out and Tom ends up poping his cherry while spending the night? Intense emotional sex with overstimulation and a Demanding Jon wanting to be taken rough with a nervous, unsure Tom please?

why hello there, at the time I am officially starting this I have just posted the markuardo ask, hope you like it because this is a great idea that I like a lot (nsft past this point, proceed at your own risk)

"Like... Never?" Tom asked, sounding shocked, almost embarrassingly so. Jon's entire face was bright red, hidden behind his hands as he nodded. He sighed and stayed quiet for a second before taking his hands away to look up at Tom, the movie they had been watching still playing in the background. "That's ok right? You don't mind?" He asked softly, clearly pretty worried. "No no, of course not. Maybe would been nice if you had told me sooner though" He joked, making The shorter man feel a bit better, chuckling softly. "It's alright, we can take it slow." He said softly giving him a kiss on the forehead. Jon frowned a little bit, giving him a pleading look "I-I can take it, you don't need to worry. I want to." He wrapped his arms around Tom's neck. "Ok just... promise to tell me if it's to much, alright?" Jon nodded. "Ok, let's go up to your room.~" Tom said before giving one more kiss to the smaller man's neck.

Jon seemed excited, which was good, but in all honesty Tom was pretty worried. He would have been being way more gentle up to this point if he knew it was Jon's first time. He just didn't want to mess up and hurt him or something, Jon meant a lot to him and he didn't wanna juin his first time by being an idiot. Once they got up to Jon's room he closed the door, not bothering to lock it since it was just the two of them in the house. He kissed Jon again, putting him down on the bed with his hands on the blond's hips, once again getting on top of him. Jon let out a pleasured little whimper when Tom started exploring his mouth, deepening the connection. Jon had his legs around Tom's waist, making an attempts to grind against him. He was so eager for Tom to take him, it was so exciting he could hardly wait. He nearly jumped out of his skin when Tom started unbuttoning his shirt. Once it was all done he helped Jon slip it off, running his hand over the small male's chest, letting his thumbs slowly run over the almost completely healed up scars on his chest where his breasts had been making him shiver. He broke away from his lips to place soft kisses down his chest to his stomach. Jon was pretty much holding his breath, gripping the blanket tight.

Tom stopped at the hem of Jon's pants, teasing and disappointing the sub. "Can I?" He asked moving his hands to unbuckle Jon's pants. He nodded quickly and spread his legs, making Tom chuckle a bit. It was cute how excited he was but Tom was a little worried he would try to rush into things and hurt himself. He slipped Jon's shorts off leaving him in his boxers, dropping them off the bed. "Do you have any lube?" He asked gently holding onto his boyfriends legs as he leaned forward. Jon nodded, pointing to his drawers "top shelf." Tom gave him a small kiss and stood up, walking to the dresser and opening the top drawer. While he was grabbing the bottle Jon had shuffled out of his underwear and left them fall off the bed. Tom grinned more little as he got back on the bed and kissed the blond deeply, Jon spreading his legs again as he put one hand on Tom's shoulder. He put his other hand on Tom's side, lifting his sweater and shirt a little before watching through hazy eyes as Tom broke the kiss and pulled them over his head and tossed them aside.

He opened up the bottle and poured a some onto his fingers, he gently rubbed some onto Jon's whole earning a shaky moan from his partner. "T-tom please~" He asked softly, looking up at the demon. It felt as if his breath was stolen as Tom slipped just one of his fingers in. He didn't expect the first one to hurt but he expected him to be at least a little uncomfortable at the beginning but no, it seemed like he was enjoying the feeling a lot. He was panting softly, whining every time Tom moved it. "M-more-" He gasped, sighing when Tom added a second finger. Tom was moving them so slowly though, gently working Jon open. It felt good but it was almost frustrating. "Tom c-c'mon you don't need to be so gentle, I won't break" He said it sort of playfully but he was sort of out of breath and it came off as more desperate and needy than anything. Tom sighed, running his free hand up Jon's side "I don't wanna hurt you though." he said softly. If Jon was feeling more bold he would have said something about how the idea of Tom hurting him sounded delightful, but he decided to save that for another time, baby steps. He smiled a little, both of his arms loosely draped around his lovers neck "I promise I'll tell you if I need you to stop, ok? Swear it." I promised before pressing a small gentle kiss against Tom's lips before moving away and looking up at him, enjoying his slightly flustered expression, his cheeks a light red. "Ok.. just say "pineapple" and I'll stop right away alright?" He said after thinking about it for a moment. Jon nodded and gave a quiet hum as a response when their lips were softly pressed together, a longer kiss this time as Tom added a figer and pushed them deeper making Jon moan softly. The kiss was broken so Tom could speak "So you think your ready then?" Jon nodded quickly, spreading his legs a little more. Tom nodded and took his fingers back, grabbing Jon's legs, setting one of them on his shoulder.

He reopened the bottle and lubed himself up as well. When he pushed in it was pretty similar to the finger situation, expecting Jon to want him to be slow and need some time to get used to the weird feeling, but instead the saller male seemed to be very much enjoying himself. More so this time, the stretch felt amazing, to the point where it was disorienting. It made his skin prickle as Tom slowly pushed as deep as he could in the position. It felt even bigger than he thought it would and it felt just amazing. "P-please move~" He asked, his voice quivering. Tom complied, not starting too slow because he had mostly caught on to what Jon wanted at this point, still having some doubts himself, making sure not to go to far unless Jon asked.

He let his other hand rest on Jon's waist as he started going even harder, quietly huffing and groaning. He pressed his face into the crook of Jon's neck as he sped up a little more, earning lots of gasps and yelps. "F-fuck!~ Tom!~" Jon moaned out, grabbing onto Tom tight. Tom responded with a quiet groan into Jon's neck as he shoved it in especially hard, making the bottom gasp so deeply before quickly asking him it do in again. Tom complied, going harder. His hand that had been on Jon's waist was now gently stroking his cock as well. He started doing it in time with his thrusts and Jon was just a red faced sweaty mess, moaning and screaming while Tom pounded him. He shut his eyes, his nails leaving red marks on any part of Tom's back he could reach. He couldn't help it, it as so much more overwhelming that he expected, it felt amazing though. There was a tight tight knot in his stomach, and it felt like it was gonna break. "Tom-" His voice broke "G-gonna cum- AH!~" Tom took a deep breath, nodding a little. "Me too, you want it in or out?" He asked, pausing or a moment to speak before thrusting in extra hard, making his yelp "o-out please" Jon whispered and Tom nodded again. He probably should have worn a condom, but he didn't bring one and he doubted Jon would have one so he just didn't bring it up. He used the hand that wasn't on Jon's dick to push his leg up a little further so he was going deeper. That was It for Jon, he screamed his boyfriends name as he came hard on his own stomach and Tom's hand, tom pulling out and quickly finishing himself off on Jon's stomach as well. The bold just let out a little exhausted breath, running his fingers through his hair.

He smiled a little into the kiss he was given, Tom intertwining their fingers. "Do you want to take a shower? Or would you rather just clean up with some paper towels for now?" Jon took another moment before responding "I can shower tomorrow, I just wanna sleep. We'll clean up real quick then can we cuddle for a while?" Tom smiled warmly and kissed his cheek again "Of course, wait right here." He went and grabbed the paper towels, helping JOn clean up then getting into bed so he could hold him. Jon was out like a light almost right away, fully wrapping his arms around Tom.

#sinsworld jon #sinsworld #sinsworld tom #sw tom #shipsworld #tomjon #jontom #totally a different eddsworld au #this is the ask that started it all lmao

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dubconartist · 6 months

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Chapter 2 of my Corintheus fic is finally up. It's been sitting in my Google docs for awhile because I wasn't satisfied with it. But it's out now and I hope y'all enjoy it. ✌️

Linkity link to chapter two

Or if you want to read under the cut

Henry fell loosely onto the bed and rolled over to watch the handsome blond prowl over him and settled languidly between his parted legs. Henry was already down to just his y fronts and this gorgeous stranger hadn't even so much as taken off his sunglasses. He felt exposed in the best way possible. The blond gave a short hum and trailed a hand lightly down the hair on Henry's chest.

"I am going to do unspeakable things to you." Cori grinned wolfishly.

"Promise?" The man on the bed challenged. Cori produced a length of nylon rope from the side table and raised his brows in question. "Yes, please."

Cori caressed his limbs as wrapped the ropes firmly. Henry felt secure, relaxed, cared for.

"Can you get out of those?" Cori asked. Henry tugged on the ropes, twisted in them. He felt held.

"No." He grinned up at the beautiful man above him.

"Good. That's good, baby." Cori pulled his jacket of in a smooth practiced motion and for the first time Henry saw the knife holster around his chest.

"...Fuck." Henry pulled against the ropes, as he stuggled the unbreakable fibers bit into his skin.

"We will, baby. But," Cori pulled off his glasses, teeth bared in a wild grin on all three mouths, "I wanna taste you first." The Corinthian crawled atop his victim, taking his time, knowing he wasn't going anywhere.

Henry would jolt awake that morning with a cold, nauseous, feeling in the pit of his stomach, relieved that it was only a dream.

~•~

He had feared being remade, being altered in ways he could not control. The reality of it had been entirely different. He had enjoyed the pain of Morpheus' careful hands twisting and tearing within him. And his renewed loyalty to his King had not been altered into him but had sparked to life on its own when Morpheus had plunged his hand into the nightmare's chest. He had forgotten how cruel his King could be and oh how he loved cruelty.

He could feel and catalog each alteration as it was being made and he knew he was still, mostly, the same nightmare. He could fight his new urges, he could work hard and undo what had been done, but why would he? Once you killed a human in the Waking the fun had pretty much ended. Keeping it in the Dreaming he could visit someone over and over and over. They don't remember they should be afraid until they wake up crying for their mothers. He already has so many plans for Henry.

The only thing he misses was the way eyes tasted stronger in the Waking. Missed the feelings and memories and life rushing through him. But he's got something better now, he thinks. If it's something he'd be allowed more than just the once. He'd felt everything and it had been so much, too much, and he didn't want it to stop. When he came back to himself he had been dizzy and sticky with his own spend. Morpheus had stroked his hair and kissed him softly until he had stopped shaking.

~•~

"Hes already back on the job!"

"Already!?"

"Mhm, sent into some poor blokes dreams last night."

"It took Morpheus years of planning and constant tinkering to make The Corinthian. I just don't see how a few hours of work could be enough to fix everything that was wrong."

"Mhm, mhm. I don't trust it. I know, I know Lord said he was 'corrected,' whatever that means, but after what he did? 'M not sure you can fix that."

The Corinthian lurked, as he was wont to do, just out of their sight. Anger flared in him at their words. He could make them eat their words, or at least their own tongues. They could learn to keep their mouths shut. He could teach them.

He reached under his jacket and wrapped his hand around the cold hilt of a knife. He flexed his grip a bit, settling into the familiar feeling, then snapped the knife back into its holster with a shaky huff. Instead he stepped into their sight, all three mouths grimacing at the gossiping dreams.

They two creatures gasp and hurried off with cries of "Sorrysorrysorrysorry…" and "Please don't hurt us, please!"

The Corinthian did not follow. He only stood for a moment, jaw tight with anger at them for their words, and at himself for very nearly proving them right. He needed to be in the presence of his Lord. That would distract him.

~•~

The Corinthian stalked into the busy library still fuming from his interaction with those gossiping dreams. A few heads turned his way with nervous expressions. He ignored them and made a beeline for his Lord who was sitting at a large table, several books open in front of him.

He sat himself in the chair next to Morpheus, without a word, a decision that would have been far too presumptuous for even the other major arcana. But The Corinthian knew his Lord better than them, he knew him better than anyone now. He saw the slight upturn of Morpheus' mouth. His King's almost smile that most never noticed. The Corinthian let himself put his head down on the desk and rested for the moment.

Lucienne carried several more books over to the table and gave the briefest raised brow at The Corinthian sitting with their King but did not say a word. He knew that even if she found his presence objectionable, (he does not care for reading) Lord Morpheus was allowing him, and it was not her place to question their King's judgment.

There was a gentle little tapa tap tap along the desk and suddenly there was a small feathery face tilting into The Corinthians eyeline.

"Hey buddy, you good?" The Raven asked in a tone that said he already knew the answer.

"Just peachy." He didn't bother to sound convincing.

"Right, well anyway, we haven't been introduced. You're that spooky serial killer nightmare, right?" The bird didn't seem at all bothered.

"That's Me." He was half interested in the fact that the raven wasn't afraid and half tempted to pick up one of the studier books and use it to smack him into a cloud of feathers.

"Well, nice to meet you." His tiny clawed feet shuffled a little closer as he tipped his head, "I'm Mathew, the new guy. I'd shake your hand but-" He gestured with his wings.

The Corinthian wondered what it must have been like, to open your eyes one day and be something entirely different. The urge to needle, to offend, bubbled up within him."How'd you die?" He asked pointedly."Would I like it? Was it gory?" He grinned viciously at the bird.

"Well I was kinda out of it, but apparently." Well, now The Corinthian was genuinely interested. He absolutely wanted to hear all about this.

Morpheus looked up from his pages with a small roll of the head that said can you two keep it down.

"Oop, sorry boss man. We'll take it somewhere else, yeah?" Mathew said. There was no reverence or propriety to his words. As if the King of The Dreaming was just a pal of his. The Corinthian decided he liked the bird and even let him hop up on his shoulder as they left their King to his work.

~•~

He had been allowed back into the Waking.

He wasn't alone, Mathew had brought him along to spy on some mortal. "I could use a hand." He had said, the throne room had been unusually busy and several dreams had volunteered to help the raven.

Dream had not even hesitated, "If you wish, The Corinthian could accompany you." He had left the throne room, head held high, in the face of disbelieving dreams.

Now that he was in the waking world he felt terrified. The Old Corinthian seemed to be screaming out. Every person he passed, he imagined killing. Every item he saw, he knew how to turn it into a weapon. Every street was a way out. He could ring the bird's neck and book it.

He did not. He did his duty, chatted with Mathew, charmed the few mortals he had to talk to, and returned home.

~•~

They reported to the palace. Dream dismissed Mathew but asked The Corinthian to stay a moment.

"How did you find returning to the waking?"

The Corinthian tensed "I behaved myself. It was fine."

Dream gave a hum of acknowledgement, "indeed you did, but how did you feel. Being amongst them once more. You must have been tempted were you not?"

"Was this a test? Let me think you'd let me loose just so you see if I'd fuck it up all over again!"

"It was no test. I merely wish to know how you felt. I know you would not harm them."

The Corinthian gave him a doubt-filled look. "I wanted to. Every damn pair of eyes I saw. I want to take them. I wanted to hurt them. Liked the idea of it. My head was so full of all the shit I could do. I…I don't know if you fixed me enough. Everyone's been saying it too." He was trembling now. Dream wrapped an arm around his waist and began carding his fingers through his short blond hair.

"You would despise your role in the Dreaming if you did not enjoy cruelty, my Nightmare. This was not intended as a test, but perhaps it may serve as proof to yourself and any others that doubted you that you are exactly as you should be." He kissed his temple softly. "You were tempted and yet you return to me, little one. Perhaps I should reward your loyalty."

Dream rested his forehead against the Corinthian's, there breath mingling for a moment as the room around them shifted. Pulling back Morpheus guided The Corinthian to the same bed he had woken in after his lord had fixed him.

He had doubted he would be permitted this again. He had thought his Lord had merely been indulging him, letting him show his gratitude the only way he knew how. Only now Dream was pushing him into the bed, nipping hungry kisses anywhere he could reach as he dragged The Corinthian's clothes off him as he went.

Morpheus set the knives down beside the pillows. "My perfect creation, tell me, what would you do to me?" He was kissing down his bared chest.

"I. My Lord." His voice was broken.

"What cruelties would you visit upon me? Here in our domain you may indulge as you please."

"I. I would use my knife. Open you up. Feel You From The Inside like you did me. Own you like you own me."

"Very well." Morpheus had a dark sort of mirth in his eye as if inviting The Corinthian to do his worst.

The Corinthian grabbed Morpheus by his wild tufts of hair and threw him onto the bed. He spared no thought for his clothes, cutting them open with his knife until his Lord was bare before him, laying atop the scraps of what had been his clothes.

He placed the knife on Morpheus' pale sternum and pressed until a small pool of red welled up around the tip of the blade, at the same time he pressed himself against Morpheus' unprepared entrance. As he entered him, he dragged the blade down slowly leaving a long deep cut along his belly. Morpheus cried out, hands shooting up to grip onto his nightmarish lover. He squirmed underneath his attention, both forms of penetration painful.

The feeling of his lord around him and the sight of his flesh tearing under his knife was almost too pleasurable. He slid his hand inside the wound, fingers exploring, almost gently. "Oh, god." He pulled out most of the way and set his hips into a steady rhythm as he dragged his fingers along slick, strange shapes within his Lord.

"I have been addressed as such before." Dreams voice was slightly reedy with pain.

"Oh he's funny. I'm wrist deep in his guts and he's funny." He pinched whatever bit of innards were currently under his fingers and a discomforted noise came from Morpheus' throat.

The Corinthian placed one hand next to his King's head to brace his thrusts. Morpheus muffled whines and cries against the nightmare's wrist.

"Am I really hurting you like this?" He scraped his nails along something solid within him and watched Morpheus arch up, clenching his eyes shut as tears ran down his cheeks

"Y-yes." The King said, "I want to feel it." His nightmare looked at him curiously. Morpheus' desperate fingers kneaded into his shoulders as they moved together.

"You like when I hurt you?" Morpheus didn't say yes but the way he was meeting his thrusts gave him his answer

"You are. The only one. I would allow to." He said between pants.

"I'm the. Only one. -Oh fuck- That'd. Dare. -Hnnn- You're not very. Approachable. M-my Lord."

Morpheus huffed a laugh and gave him an honest to gods smile. "Do you think I should. Make an effort to. Be this. Yielding. With my other subjects?".

"Not on your life my lord." He thrust in harshly with both his fist and his hand. Morpheus winced as he moved things within him, digging his fingers in deeper as he rolled his hips at little harder into the body below him. He wondered if Morpheus always gave himself internal workings or if he made all this just for him.

"Now I think-" He plunged his hand downward as he stopped his thrusts pressing himself as deep as he could and Morpheus understood what he was doing "there we go! Fuck that feels good." He had a hold of Morpheus' large intestine moving it back and forth, fucking his own fist inside his Lord.

"Ah…ah!" He moved his hand and hips together, using Morpheus as nothing but a sleeve. Morpheus curled forward as if he wanted to watch the gore within himself being used for the nightmare's pleasure. He made no complaints, no move to stop him, he only writhed below him and let tears roll down his temples into his mess of hair.

The Corinthian released his grip on himself through his King and explored Morpheus' pelvis from within, looking for something else as he continued to fuck hard into the body below him.

He pressed down and Morpheus gave a punched out moan as he pressed on his prostate from both sides. The Corinthian pressed hard as he thrust in and Morpheus arched up with a shout as he came across his own bloodied chest. He felt it through the thin membrane of flesh as he filled his Lord and Master's with his own spend.

The Corinthian surveyed the mess they'd made of his King as he eased himself out of Morpheus in two different ways. He ran his hands, one stained red, along Dream's pale flesh leaving streak marks through the blood and cum on his skin. Morpheus grabbed his hand and pulled it to his mouth, sucking the fingers clean. The Corinthian nearly collapsed atop him groaning into a kiss.

He pulled back a few inches stroking his King's temples as he looked into his eyes. "May I?" His fingers traced gentle patterns into his temples " -taste them again?" He clarified in case he was misunderstood.

"If you wish it. When you wish it."

#the corinthian #dream of the endless #the sandman #corintheus

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baekhvuns · 8 months

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It's like so complicated atp Bcz yes I wanna kiss kiss fall in love! But then I hate men like I'm confused if I want to be in a relationship or not? 😭 AND THE REAL QUES IS HOW WILL I GET INTO A RELATIONSHIP? Bcz a) my standards are so high I'm not sure if I can even find the man of my dreams and b) even if I did I'd probably never NEVER approach them and lose them for the sake of true love or prolly cuz I'd be scared of rejection

Hah...my love life is not gwenchana rn 😭 NO RIGHT TELL ME IM LIKE A CUP OF COFFEE AND ITD MAKE ME FEEL EVEN BETTER IF MY FUTURE MAN IS A CAFFEINE ADDICT 😭 (you're the first thing I need in the morning BRO-) MAKE ME FEEL LIKE IM THE YN TO YOUR PARK SEONGHWA ESP WRITTEN BY BAEKSY OH GOD 😩😩 YES NEVER GIVE UP NEVER WHAT FOR THEM FAKE ASS SCENARIOS

Nooo I promise it gets better or at least I think that bcz i get you it's about the chemistry which wasn't...reaching me. The art style is so pretty though and seunghyun is greener than grass so he's approved obviously AND DOESN'T HE KIND OF REMIND YOU OF YUNHO??? I bawled at the last few chapter though...Bcz they reminded me of Mr and Mrs park's ending 😭 AND MAN AM I WHIPPED FOR SEUNGHYUN!

Someone:- what's love to you?

Me:-

😭😭😭😭 OMG YES MR LAPILLION (I'm pretty sure that's the wrong spelling-) no you're so right the art style does play a major role in my selection of manhwas..I just like pretty things. And the art style of my in laws are obsessed with me did not disappoint. This man is so...like UGH I cant explain it he be making me feel things I don't even know i could feel- but the female's past life was...shit! Im still at the beginning so I'm hoping she gets her happy ever after!!

SO SAD IMMA HV TO SETTLE FOR SOMEONE WHO IS NOT HIM!!! LOOK AT THE WAY HES LOOKING- (he's a drawing, he's a drawing, he's a drawing-) I'm def gonna read secretary's escape now!! OH IVE HEARD OF THT MANHWA!! I see I've found how I'm gonna relax now...I hv my plushies and my pillows with my iPad ready to read!! I also heard Bout a good day to be a dog somewhere and he title IK ITS GONNA BE GOOD

Also ive never read a bl webtoon or a yaoi Bcz ik they can be veryyyy visual which I don't judge! But ik it's not style so yesterday I saw this one yaoi and it's ITS SO CUTE 😭😭😭 so hear me out, there's a guy who's ex gf drops a baby by his door when he comes back frm his military service and he become a single father, he doesn't abandon the baby Bcz he too was an orphan, so he goes to settle on the countryside AND MEETS THE HEAD OF THE VILLAGE WHO IS AN SCRUMPTIOUS, DELICIOUS MAN IN HIS 30s 😩😩😩 there dynamic is actually so funny and it's so cute like my heart beat like I was in love reading that. It's called 'our sunny days' it's worth giving a try so I'm leaving the name of anyone's interested. I MEAN LOOK-

Omg you're so right, watching people study or them being productive makes me wanna get my life together! Ok ok ok hol up imma give you a rough bg of the night crying crow, so the ml is an idol and and the fl is a detective and her job is to protect the ml, although it gets a little confusing as it progresses somehow it has a grip on me or maybe I hv weird tastes Bcz i saw ppl saying tht they didn't get it or how confusing it was 😭😭 BUT THE THING IS WHERE I READ IT I COULD NOT FIND THE COMPLETED VER. which is sad.

Ooohhh thnks bestie you've finally indulged me into my lovesick phase imma read a ton of manhwas. And there's just something about golden retriever energy though-

no because i get it 😭😭 the kiss kiss fall in love only be happening towards the fictional men 😭😭 STOP THAT IS SO ACCURATE FJWBDKHWKD there is also a lack of pretty men around <//3 how will we ever find one 😭

LMFAOOOO NOT GWENCHANA 😭😭😭 NO LITERALLY LIKE MAKE ME UR MUSE???? EYES ONLY ON ME ???? TELL ME HOW IM THE BANE OF UR EXISTENCE???? PLS FHWKDHW OH TO LIVE IN ONE OF MY FICS PLS IF DO ANYTHING 😭😭

i stopped reading it bc i get that he’s a green flag but where’s the …plot, need a little fiery banter with a little bit of hating each other and he gotta look rude??? STOP DO JOT DO THIS FIRST U SAY YUNHO WND THEN SEONGHWA HRQKHDWK

LAPILLION WHATEVER HIS NAME IS IM READY. IM WAITING PLS ARRIVE FHKWHDK THAT MAN IS SO FINE OH MY GOD THE ART STYLE AND THE WAY BE FUCKING BLUSHES LORDDDDDD TAKE ME HFMWHDWK IM EXCITED FOR A DAY TO BE A DOG suits eunwoo 😭😭

omg i haven’t read bl’s but im interested 👁👁 CRYING THAT LITTLE KID ON HIS TIDDIESNRJQMDKK DE WL

those reels with “doctor son/daughter” “un ambassador” “lawyer mother” and im picking up my pens and pencils

wait no bc now im confused on it??? 😭😭

UR WELCOME!! ill def add more once i read them but pls. i beg. read secretary’s escape. i, the way BRKWHDKWHDKW i run across my house when that man shows up on the screen

this is how i go

u know what, golden retrievers >>>> I SAID WHAT I SAID GOLDEN RETRIEVERS WITH A BLACK CAT FL. UGHHH

#✉️ : ask #[ chaerssss ]

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just-a-creep-babe · 3 years

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Omggg I am so horny for the proxies can I request trying to teach their puppy how to be a good fuck puppy with some orgasm denial 🥺🙏

This was just a short one to get me back into the swing of things. Hope you like it regardless 🥺💖

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“Sit. Stay. Good puppy~”

You’re rewarded with a few playful smacks to the cheek as the three of them snicker

Saliva trickles past the bone-shaped chew toy they’ve stuffed between your teeth

But you’re too distracted by the incessant throbbing between your legs to care

The low hum of the vibrator pulsing in your slick cunt isn’t nearly enough to satiate you

You’re desperate

“You-you wanna beg for us, l-little puppy? Hm? Wanna get up and-and beg for cock?”

Toby ghosts his hand over his throbbing shaft, teasing you with the sight, knowing fully well how badly you want him

You whine at his command, nodding frantically

It’s utterly humiliating, how well they’ve trained you

Because without hesitance, you sit up and prop your hands over your bare chest—like a dog begging for its treat

“Bounce, puppy. B-bounce—bounce on-on the toy”

You’re more than happy to oblige

Kneeling between the three proxies, naked, with a chew toy in your mouth and a leash around your throat, you begin bouncing on the vibrator between your thighs

Every movement of your hips has the toy grinding deeper inside you, like your cunt’s trying to swallow as much of it as it can

Your tits bounce with every thrust, and judging by the way they look down at you, you realize that this is exactly the kind of show they were looking for

“Atta bitch~”

Masky’s voice is a husky groan that sends waves of arousal straight through your core

Your hips stutter, body jolting with the promise of release just dangling out of reach

Toby flicks at the settings of the vibrator, his gaze transfixed, mesmerized by the sight of you

But then you’re forced to look away as Hoodie grips your jaw and yanks your face towards him

“God, aren’t you so fucking cute?”

He removes the dog toy and digs his fingers into your cheeks, forcing your mouth to pop open for him

You instinctively roll your tongue out, knowing what comes next, too dumb and horny to stop it

He spits into your mouth like he’s marking his territory, claiming you, reminding you who you belong to

Some of his saliva misses, hitting your cheek and dribbling down your chin and to your chest

He chuckles at the sight, tilting your head this way and that to get a better view

“Swallow,” he commands

You do as you’re told without arguing

And then the vibrations suddenly kick up again, and you can’t help but throw your head back as you’re overwhelmed by the feeling

“H-haah—fuck!~”

You reach up to toy with your nipples, scrambling for anything that could finally send you over the edge

But just when you’re getting unbearably close yet again, Masky yanks on your leash and Toby lowers the settings back down again

You whimper, trying to reach down to rub at your clit, but another yank has you stumbling before you can finish yourself off

“Tsk tsk, dumb lil’ puppy~ You don’t have permission to cum yet” Hoodie coos mockingly

He leans down next to you, patting your head condescendingly

Your bottom lip trembles

You must look pathetic

“P-please. Please, I wanna cum,” you whine, tears starting to build in your lust-blown eyes

Masky snickers cruelly

“Dumb little bitches don’t get to cum. We need you nice and horny for whenever we want to use you. You don’t have a say in the matter, puppy~”

You turn to look up at Toby, hoping the most lenient out of the three would come to your defense

But instead, he only shakes his head, smoothing out your hair

“Don’t worry, pup. Maybe we’ll finally let you cum next time instead”

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hoodiewithhorns · 3 years

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━ using your safe word scenarios ★

characters : hajime iwaizumi, tetsuro kuroo, keiji akaashi.

there will be a part 2 & 3 coming soon!

edit : p.2 is out <3

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▲ cw : not proof read, angst, use of safeword, “red” used as the safeword, clit spanking, mean!doms, hurt/comfort, established relationship, forced orgasm, jealousy, oral m! receiving, facefucking, foreplay f! receiving, degradation, slight punishment if you squint, aftercare/reassurance , all characters are 18+, MDNI ▼

Kuroo

- you weren’t necessarily in a good mood to be fucked roughly by him

- you just wanted some soft passionate sex with kuroo

- You assumed he’d figure out what you wanted due to him knowing you better than yourself.

- But you were wrong..very wrong.

-Not wanting to disappoint your boyfriend you played along.

- biggest mistake.

〜 ☆

you bobbed your head on his cock while he groaned at the slow pace. you were taking your time today since you weren’t in the best mood to be shoving him down your throat. you thought he take this as a sign of you wanting things slow soft and sweet, instead he took this as a sign of you being bratty, a brat who deserves punishment in his eyes.

“you little brat.” he forcefully shoved his cock down your throat. You gagged in response feeling your eyes become glossy, tears promising to spill at any given minute, looking up at him with pleading eyes hoping he’d show some form of mercy. but of course, he didn’t. tightening the grip on your hair he moved you back and forth on his cock causing you to gag and your breathing becoming heavy.

you heart ached in your chest as you tried to push him off, but to no avail. a dark chuckle leaving his throat as he watched you struggle, a sight he would commonly enjoy. “such a bad girl today huh? maybe i should go find another goodgirl. one that’ll actually listen.” you tried to shake your head as fat tears streamed down your face, the thought of him replacing you being one your biggest fears. did he mean that? just cause you weren’t in a good mood he was gonna replace you? you thought to yourself noticing the grip he had on you loosened a little. you could move away now and so you did. pulling away from his cock trying to catch your breath only causing him to get angrier. “why are you being so bad today? why cant you be a goodgirl and-“

“Red!” you choked out a sob as more tears fell from your face staining the bed sheets beneath you. sitting up, your palms resting on your thighs as you sobbed. the room went silent with the only sound present being your soft cries alongside with your occasional sniffles. confused he lifted your chin up, you pathetically looked up at him like a helpless little puppy. he finally understood what was wrong, mumbling a few curses as he got closer to you, sitting you on his lap as you cried into his chest.

“easy now baby. i’m so sorry...” he whispered thanking whatever was above that he hadn’t lost you, feeling horrible for not picking up the obvious signs you weren’t in the mood for any of this.

“d-do you really wanna l-leave me?” your voice was hoarse from one getting your throat fucked and two crying. hugging you tighter and feeling nothing but regret. each cry you let out tugged at his heartstrings. he never wanted this how could he have been so blind? you were his little baby he wanted to protect every chance he got. now you were here. sobbing into his chest all because he didn’t realize you weren’t in the right mood today.

“never prettygirl. i’d be devastated without you in my life... I didn’t mean that I promise.” he pulled you away from his chest to face you. kissing the few tears you had left on you. even with tears pampered all over your face, to him you still managed to be pretty. even if it hurt him since he was the reason for all this, you could tell he was on the brink of tears too. he couldn’t imagine a life without you without his precious girlfriend in his life he’d be a train wreck.

“i-i...i just wanted us to go nice and gentle tonight..i didn’t have a good day today..but i didn’t want you to be mad since you like it when its rough so..”

he let out a chuckle at your last sentence causing you to look at him in confusion. “yeah being rough is nice and all but its only nice when you’re in the right mindset for it. you should’ve told me you weren’t feeling it tonight baby. If you wanna get fucked nice and gently by me you should’ve just said so my love.” he says planting a kiss on your forehead.

you smiled, reverting back to your previously cheery self making kuroo more than happy. he rested his head on top your shoulder “if you want, we can try again baby. this time i’ll give it to you nice and sweet..you’d like that wouldn’t you my pretty baby?” he whispers into your ear planting kisses down your neck as you let out a whimper feeling him smirk against your neck.

“mm-mhm please tetsu...”

he wastes no time wrapping his arms around your waist as your cunt feels him hardening again. “whatever my baby wants who am i to deny?”

akaashi

- the thought of using your safeword never occurred to you when you were with akaashi

- in fact he suggested it just in case things took a turn you didn’t like

- tonight was different though you were his innocent girlfriend who just wanted to treat him the way he treats you so lovingly

- wearing nothing but his shirt accompanied by a cute pair of panties feeling confident about your plan to please your boyfriend.

- though it doesn’t go according to plan,

you saw him sitting on the bed reading a novel still in his formal clothing. You were feeling particularly needy tonight learning a few new things you read from the internet a week ago on how to please your boyfriend sexually. you did however feel a bundle of nerves fill you up, but you just assumed it was because this was something you’ve never done before to anyone.

akaashi was not only your first, but he was your first boyfriend your first everything when it came to romance. now, putting all your insecurities aside, you were going to try out what you learned tonight on your beloved boyfriend!

walking towards him, you crawled on top of his lap, arms wrapped around his neck to pull him in for a sweet kiss. he smirked setting his book down on the nightstand while taking his glasses off as well.

“Can I help you pretty girl?” he questioned placing his hands on your hips. “oh nothing...i just want you tonight..is that okay?” you asked, your innocent voice making akaashi smile. you were just so cute and pure in his eyes. you jump in excitement ready to initiate your plan to please your boyfriend. you started kissing him slowly yet passionately, grinding your wet cunt against his slowly hardening cock through his pants.

he opened his eyes to clearly understand what you were doing. to his shock what he assumed was correct. His innocent girlfriend who had no knowledge on how to please her boyfriend grinding up against him. maybe you were just being extra needy? he told himself. not longer after he snapped back to reality as he felt you pull away from him only to kiss down his jaw leaving a trail of soft kisses.

His cheeks becoming red as your soft lips traced down to unbutton his shirt. “so handsome..” You said kissing his chest as you went down to his abdomen. he would be lying if he said he wasn’t enjoying this, but.... Your not gonna do what he thinks you are right?? his own girlfriend who was too shy who cried at the first attempt to sucking him off?? no he must be getting ahead of himself.

looking down once more to check up on you, he finds you unbuckling his pants letting his cock spring free. his mouth agape seeing your head already lick his precum nice and clean, pumping him a few times to get all his precum out. he shudders as your wet tongue touches his cock, giving him kitten licks here and there. taking a deep breath, shoving him down your throat all in one go, a small gag escaping from you, squeezing your eyes tightly trying your best not to cry.

humming, you bobbing back and forth making him grunt at the waves of pleasure you were giving him. Still, he felt uneasy. who taught you this?? he was always the one guiding you, teaching you how to do things yet here you were sucking him down your pretty little throat. head thrown back his groans mixed with his thoughts, he kept overthinking the reasons as to how you picked up on this.

did Bokuto teach you?? you two always got along so well..sometimes leaving akaashi to third wheel, but why was he thinking about that now??

“shit..” he grunted as he felt his high approaching. He tried to pull your head back so he wouldn’t end up cumming in your mouth, but you stayed on his cock till he came.

smiling at him, you licked your lips, swallowing his cum. leaving him surprised at everything you’ve just done. you’ve never did any of this nor tried to. It hurt the first time you tried to give him head now here you are taking him down your throat? He couldn’t believe it.

he wanted to get to the bottomed of this quickly.

“dirty girl.” he spits out flipping you to the other side of the bed, pushing your head down to the pillow putting your ass up with your cunt in full display for him. you winced at the sudden aggressive force.

“who taught you all those things you little slut?”hooking his finger onto your soaked panties to push them aside, he shoved two fingers deep inside of your dripping hole making you whimper at the painful stretch, not giving you enough time to adjust as he pumped into you.

“k-keiji w-wait!!” you whined screwing your eyes shut to fight back your tears, while he started pumping his fingers at an inhuman pace, he hovered over you, your back to his chest while his head rested on your shoulder.

“i asked you a question, so I expect an answer.” his voice was cold and stern without a sound of love or worry. the stretch of his fingers were painful especially with how he was practically scissoring you open. your eyes rolled at to the back of your head feeling your climax approaching, but it hurt so much you weren’t used to such a rough pace.

akaashi always took his time with you. Going slow and easy, praising you, calling you his angel or goodgirl for taking him in so well. but now he was none of these things.this felt like a completely different person to what you were use to.

“mm’ n-no one! keiji- p-please s-slow down it hurts!!” you sobbed only making him click his tongue at you, your heart sank feeling foggy and uneasy.“you probably like that it hurts huh? you’re dripping around my fingers you filthy slut.” he never used a tone as harsh as this before. never calling you names or degrading you in general. the pain in your chest overlapping the pleasure as more tears fall.

“n-no not a s-slut!! p-please stop! it hurts please keiji please-“ you begged feeling your stomach tighten as he kept fingering you till you screamed, squirting all over the bed sheets. “dirty slut.” He pulled out abruptly from you causing you to choke out another sob. your body trembling at this point as you pant out in desperation to form words scared of what he might do next. “N-no more please I’ll be good i p-promise just please..” you begged him once again, hoping he’d notice the pain you were in...he didn’t.

“no. sluts like you don’t get to make decisions like that.” He was about to pull your shirt off until you screamed and kicked “red! red! r-red!!” he moved away only to watch you curl in on yourself, hugging your knees for comfort, refusing to look him in the eyes. “baby..?” he said softly trying to move you to face him to his horror you flinched shrinking in on yourself.

“keiji... why were you s-so...mean to me i only wanted to make you feel good..you always make me feel good so why did you..” immediately, he scooped you into his arms rocking you back and forth as if you were a toddler. you cuddled up against his chest as he felt your tears fall on his chest.he didn’t mind of course. “shh its okay..its okay..” the voice he commonly spoke to you coming back, soft, reassuring, just how you liked it.

“baby..im sorry i.. I didn’t mean to be so mean..i just got scared you were maybe..well someone might’ve been teaching you these things..” you froze pulling away to look at him.

“w-what? I didn’t learn that from anyone..id never let anyone teach me or touch me but you keiji! i just..read some stuff about it online...and I wanted to test it out..” you admitted through sniffles still rubbing your tears away. He sighed as he hugged you again running his fingers through your hair.

all you wanted was to please your boyfriend from just that, his heart skipped a beat at how sweet you were being, but the feeling was overshadowed by feeling so stupid for letting his insecurities take the best of him.

“I’m sorry baby.. I promise to never speak to you like that ever again..you’re my sweet girl and I love you so so much.. you were just trying to do something nice for me..thank you i appreciate it my love..it felt really nice you did good.” He cupped your face in his hands, peppering soft kisses around your face.

he smiled as you giggled at the ticklish feeling, sighing in relief.

“ i love you, my sweetgirl. ”

Iwaizumi

- he got home pissed off since he saw you chatting and giggling with mattsun.

- he needed to blow off some steam

- he didn’t mean to be so mean he really didn’t

-he was usually a soft dom but today..he was everything but soft to you.

“ filthy fucking whore. what were you doing talking to mattsun huh?” his thrusts were sharp, painful, not being prepped well enough by him making the stretch of his cock burn through your gummy walls. feeling the air in your lungs start to leave you slowly as tears streamed down your face at iwaizumis cold , heartless, tone. there was not a single trace of him, not a sign of his love. you weren't trying to make him jealous, you just spend sometime to get to know mattsun just a little more since he was friends with your boyfriend never expecting him to react like this.

snapping back to your current situation, you arched your back letting out a loud cry as he slapped your puffy clit. “didn’t i ask you a fucking question? or did your dumb slutty brain already get fucked out of you huh?” he wrapped his hands around your throat thrusting harder and deeper in you.

his tip painfully hitting your cervix with each thrust making you cry at the pain. you tried pushing him off with the little strength you had in you, sobbing out an apology making him roll his eyes.

“tch, what? you think a little apology is gonna change the fact you were all “buddy buddy” with mattsun? did you forget who fucking owns you little slut?” landing another harsh slap at your clit causing you cry in discomfort. everything around you made you feel light as if you were gonna pass out from the cruel words iwaizumi spoke to you. feeling helpless as there was no sign of your once loving boyfriend.

“maybe i should’ve invited him over, let him have a turn at ruining your slutty little cunt.”

Finally, having enough you cried out “r-red..” it was soft, gentle, easily could’ve been unheard if it wasn’t for how closely iwaizumi payed attention to you. he halted his thrusts pulling out of you completely, eyes draining of all lust and jealousy converting to concern mixed with regret. he rushed to put back his boxers on, cuddling you against his chest.

you didn’t push him away, no you could never. he was the man you loved and treasured more than anything. you were hurt obviously, but still wanted to seek his comfort.

“i-i dont like m-mattsun haji..i only like you..only you..” your voice sounding broken. he let out a deep sigh pulling you closer to kiss your head.

“i know baby i know... i was just jealous..you get along so well with mattsun i..went too far on you..i’m sorry you didn’t deserve that baby” his voice sounding faint but full of comfort.

“i just wanted to get t-to know him...i didn’t mean to make you mad haji..”

“i know baby shhh its okay now..i’m not mad anymore.”he cooed kissing you softly. you nodded letting your last set of tears fall onto his chest.

slowly shutting your eyes and falling asleep in the warmth of his chest.

him on the other hand was completely mortified at your sobbing accompanied with your sniffles it echoed through his ears replaying like a broken record each time the memory got to you saying your safeword.

“r-red..”

he never thought he’d reach that point for you to have to tell him that. he let out a few tears that night hating himself for hurting you. you forgave that very second he apologized but him on the other hand? he didn't..no he couldn’t.

let’s just say, he didn't get much sleep that weekend.

akaashis is long asf (im sorry i just love him sm) and iwaiuzmis is short but i love these boys sm.

i still am taking requests all links are above and down here. remember to drink water. oh and heres the m.sterlist in case you missed it <3♡

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