#Thank you so much for spreading awareness! (^^)

[wutheringcaterpillar]

hey can you write for Cillian being jealous over his wife/fiance / girlfriend who's 20 years younger after her co worker was flirting with her in a party. After they headed home they had a fight and a hate/rough/ jealousy fuck but ended up hugging eo like nothing happened because it was the first fight fuck they had and they enjoyed it

Thank you for the request, hope you enjoy!

Warnings: age gap (20 yr age difference), rough sex, jealousy, p in v

After finally wrapping up the movie you were filming, Cillian arrived with you to an after party in celebration held at the studio. He had been so proud of his brilliant, beautiful wife and was there to show his support.

The evening carried on quite well, the writers and producers carrying on casual conversation with Cillian and asking of his filming endeavors and what he thinks makes a script flourish and stick out with great potential to become a huge hit.

After a few drinks at the bar, he excused himself to the restroom, giving you a peck on the cheek.

That was when Jake approached you. He was around your age range, early twenties and he was a close friend of yours ever since the first of filming. It was rare he was dressed up and seeing him so was quite a breath taker, he was quite handsome.

“Hey! There’s the star!” He welcomed you with open arms into a warm hug, causing you to smile widely. You had never been complimented so much in a day and honestly it was very wonderful and made you feel appreciated, not that Cillian didn’t but it was nice to hear from co workers and strangers too.

“Did you see the scrapbook Carly made of some fun moments we had on set? She really made it for you with it being your first film an all.” When you shook your head no, Jake walked you over to the table.

Cillian exited the bathroom only to find you not where he expected you to be, spotting you over by the city view window, Jake standing next to you with his hand settled on your lowerback.

Making his way over, he could hear Jake make a comment to you about how out of all other actresses he’d worked with, you had been the best. The comment made you smile and giggle, causing a deep discomfort to settle over Cillian like an impending storm.

“Oh, honey hi! Jake was just showing me the scrapbook Carly made, so sweet of her isn’t it?” Cillian smiled and nodded pleasently, hiding the building jealousy as Jake swayed closer to you. As a man himself Cillian knew that Jake was looking at you with lustful, scheming eyes before turning his attention to him.

“You have a hell of a wife here, quite talented she is, and beautiful might I add.” Jake winked toward you, causing your cheeks to burn an amber shade of red while Cillian stood there with his eyebrows raised that this man had the audacity to make a such a motion in front of him. 

Lapping his tongue over his lip and chuckling darkly, his arm flexed behind your shoulders as a way of claiming his territory, looking Jake directly in the eyes.

“I’m well aware what I have. I feel I must inform you, your zipper’s down and you lusting over a married woman makes you look quite pathetic and desperate, guess that comes with young age and stupidity. You had her in a scene, fake might I add. I have her daily, now go check your trousers  and yourself little boy before you try hitting on my wife again. We’ll be leaving now.” Embarrassment spread over Jake’s face as he looked around the room, seeing if anyone else noticed.

Cillian grabbed your hand, dragging you out of the party as you yelled goodbyes and thank yous’ to all of your co stars.

He had never acted like this and you were more than pissed at his actions. As an actor himself he should know how to compose himself and realize that you were a grown woman who loved him and never gave him a reason to believe you’d cheat.

The car ride was silent while tensions were high. Shifting your legs, you held the position facing the window not even wanting to make eye contact with Cillian. How could he embarrass you like that? 

Meanwhile he continued driving, knuckles wrapped white and tight around the wheel, jaw clenched in anger.

Arriving home, you bursted through the door in an angered storm, lips pursed in disgust. Cillian simply scoffed, yelling behind you as you climbed the stairs to the bedroom after taking your heels off

“Did you even care that I showed up for you? Cause it looked like you were too wrapped up in Jake’s fucking flirtatious remarks to even notice I was there.” Turning around in fury, you pointed your finger, pushing his chest lightly while you stared at him with venomous eyes.

“Well maybe if my husband wasn’t an insecure little jealous bitch this all could have been avoided, but wait maybe that comes with age like you said to Jake!” Shoving you against the wall with gritted teeth, he pulled his tie off aggressively while wrapping his hand around your throat. Your head bounced back against the sturdy wall.

In a heated wave of anger, Cillian’s eyes flamed like a blue rose set on fire while your eyes bore into his skull with a lustful fury.

Clashing his lips against yours roughly breaking the tension, your hand grazed up the back of his neck pulling him in closer needing to taste him. 

He lifted you off the ground effortlessly as you fumbled with his belt never breaking your lips from his, tongues exploring one anothers, moaning in between kisses.

His cock popped out from the tailored trousers, the thick head leaking with pre cum waiting ever impatiently to be between your wet folds.

“Take me. Go on take me before I-“ Cillian silenced your smirk words with his cock unexpectedly sliding forcefully into your tight hole making you gasp.

“Not so smart now are we love?” He began to plow irelentlessly into your cunt, your breasts falling shamelessly from your dress.

He wanted you to hear you moan, to beg for more because it was only him who you belonged to, only him who could pleasure you in such a memorable way.

Spreading you over the wooden dresser, his strong hands grasped at your thighs, slamming you down onto his cock, filling you with every singular inch of his girthy member.

Something about seeing him fuck you still in his tuxedo sent a thrill up your spine, maybe you needed to argue more if the sex was going to be like this.

Pulling him down, you buried his head in your breasts, ankles tying behind his back, pushing him further inside, as far as you could.

His tongue lapsed at your cleavage before moving to your nipples, sucking like a baby needed it’s bottle, nibbling at the delicate skin.

“Fuck Cil- more!” All of a sudden, the pleasurable thrusts came to a hault. He lifted his head, whispering in your ear with sarcasm.

“I’m sorry, what was that? You need more, from me? Why should I give it to you, you have Jake.”

“Cill, please! Just fuck me you stubborn ass, you know I’m fucking yours.” That’s all he needed to hear, but the thought of Jake’s hands on you still pissed him off.

Your soaked walls clenched to him desperately, squeezing and craving for more friction, a faster pace as your orgasm was nearing closer and closer with each passing second, each power driven ram into your aching cervix.

He didn’t know his wife could be anymore hot, anymore sexy than she was right now before his very eyes.

He flipped you over onto your stomach, pulling your head back by your hair, causing the once well combed strands to completely fall to ruins.

Your ass bounced back against him, the jiggling motion richocheting against his skin as he pounded into you relentlessly, his cock filling every inch of your dripping cunt.

“Cil-Cil I’m going to-“ You didn’t get to finish your sentence, hands gripping desperately at the sides of the dresser while your orgasm twitched with a majestic feeling of euphoria through your body. Coming completely undone beneath your husband who never failed to ensure you came first.

When he felt the wave of your alluring nectar stream down his shaft, with one last, detrimental pound you felt his cock pulsate inside of you, the stream of his seed watering your uterus. Your moans mixing together in a harmonious end to a fight.

Cillian was like a drug you’d never, ever want to quit.

Standing up, you fixed the strap of you dress, patting the fabric down and wiping the sweat from your forehead while he pulled his pants back up in a now tired haze. 

There was an awkward silence but no further argumentative statements or yelling, like the storm has passed.

“Let’s go to bed yeah?” Nodding, you followed him to bed, curling into his side falling asleep peacefully as if nothing happened.

#cillian muphy x you #cillian murphy #cillian murphy x reader #cillian murphy imagine #requested #ranaewrites

[syndullqs]

𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 [ 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒐𝒙 ]

summary — it’s been a long, grueling week. he’s not seen you in a few days, and it doesn’t take much for you to figure out how much he’s missed you.

warnings — gn!jedi!reader, spicy but not smutty spicy, implied smut, gonna go ahead and say MDNI just to be safe, also crap writing because it’s been basically a year since i’ve written anything

𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐀𝐘𝐒. it’d been 5 days since you saw anything other than the dirt and dust of ryloth. battle after battle, negations turning into another battle, and after a while you wondered why you even came with obi-wan. all you wanted to do was eat and sleep, preferably with your favorite commander.

commander fox was a private man. he kept everything to himself, including you. did his brothers know about you? of course they did, but they weren’t aware of anything else. and they wouldn’t be. after 5 days of not seeing you and hearing very little from you, fox was growing antsy. he’d never admit it out loud, but he missed you, terribly so. there was an ache in his chest that was waiting to be heard.

after your time on ryloth, and after hitting the ‘freshers, you made your way to the coruscant prison. every step you made towards the entrance was filled with electricity; the excitement was bubbling in your gut. you tried not to seem too excited, but you couldn’t help it. you walked in, and upon seeing that fox wasn’t in the front, you cocked your head to the side.

“fox finally get tired of prison work?” you asked the commander at the viewport. thire chuckled, shaking his head.

“thank the maker you’re here, general. he’s been insufferable,” thire exhaled, “he’s in his office,” he concluded. you thanked the commander and made your way back to fox’s office.

it was quiet as you made your way back. your footsteps sounded heavy and pierced through the silence that sat in the hallway. it was always this quiet, and fox liked it that way.

you opened his office door, and settled your eyes on his figure. his helmet was off, displaying the mass of curls atop his head. one of his hands was resting on his cheek, while the other worked away on a datapad. the top half of his armor was removed, leaving him in his blacks. his muscle definition was easily seen from where you stood, and you bit your bottom lip to keep yourself in line. he was turned away from you, and it sent a bolt of electricity through your body.

you walked over to him and rested your hips against the desk. he still didn’t notice you.

“slacking, are we?” the sweet sound of your voice reached his ears, his head snapping around. his eyes met yours, and he immediately stood. he met you and enveloped you into his arms. your face buried itself into his neck, a smile spreading on your face as he gently swung you side to side.

“oh mesh’la,” he hummed, pressing his face into the crook of your neck. his hands held you tight, the ache in his chest blossoming into another feeling: love.

you pulled away, looking at him with a longing look in your eyes. fox slumped back down into his chair, guiding you onto his lap. it was an intimate position, you knew that, but it was a position that had you feel the warmth and love of your lover.

“i’ve missed you,” you spoke softly. he hummed in agreement.

with your legs straddling his waist, your eyes were fixated on his. you watched how his eyes filled with admiration, with that ache he felt in his chest. one of your hands went up to his hair, combing through the thick curls on top of his head. for a brief moment, fox closed his eyes, allowing himself to feel the shiver that crawled down his spine.

you pressed your forehead to his, a soft smile adorning your lips. fox’s hands rested at your hips, but his mind was elsewhere. your lips hovered over his, and he swore he could taste how sweet they were. his lips parted in desperation, and you answered that. your lips met his, and you were met with the hunger of fox. the desire, the ache that sat in his chest, and the love he had for you poured out of him like water. sighs escaped his nose as he kissed you, tasting you. he needed more, and with a small nip to your bottom lip, he asked for it. with parted lips, you granted that to him.

your hands were in his hair, but as the kiss deepened, as your hips shifted on his lap, your hands fell to cup his neck, your thumb caressing the soft and sensitive skin that peaked out above his blacks.

his tongue explored your mouth, taking all of you in. his hands maneuvered your top so that he felt the warmth of your skin. his thumbs massaged the skin of your hips, causing you to groan into the kiss. his hands moved up, wanting to feel and hear more of you. his thumbs crept higher and higher, closer to more sensitive areas that he knew would release a reaction from you. that’s what he wanted, he wanted to feel all of you.

you slowly pulled away, catching your breath for a moment. fox chased your lips, but took a few breaths of his own. his eyes were glazed over with pleasure, the desire that had been building all while you were gone. after a minute, he pressed a quick kiss to your lips. he pulled away, but then went in for a longer kiss.

“i need more of you, i need all of you,” he rasped before diving back in and kissing you with more ferocity than before. one hand went up to your neck, pulling you closer to him. his fingers entangled themselves in your hair, while his other hand stayed where it was, massaging your body as you felt warmth pool in your stomach. as much as you needed him, he needed you.

you adjusted your hips, creating friction between the two of you. a dangerous amount of pleasure shot through the both of you, creating a new ache that would have to be quenched. as you held cupped the back of his neck, you parted your lips and slipped your tongue into his mouth. partnered with the friction, fox whimpered into your mouth. it fueled that fire, the fire that was already burning in your gut. your hands left his neck and trailed down his chest, leaving shivers wherever your fingers touched. your lips parted from his and went to kiss the skin under his ear, softer whines escaping fox’s parted lips.

then came the comm.

both of you simultaneously sighed. groans left fox as irritation and frustration built back up in him.

“commander, we need your help out here,” it was thire. of course it was thire.

“why can’t he handle it on his own?” fox groaned, tipping your chin to him and pressing a softer kiss to you.

“it’s thire, he’s not usually up there,” you answer into the kiss, pulling away.

“we’re not finished,” he told you, his eyes darkening. your eyes mirrored that feeling as you climbed off of him, straightening yourself out.

“oh, commander, we’re definitely not finished,” you hummed, watching as he put his armor and helmet on, walking out of the door.

this is probably the spiciest thing i’ve written and i’m lowkey proud of it. also hi hello i’m alive! hope you all are doing well, and if you have a request pls don’t be shy! send it!

#star wars #star wars imagines #star wars imagine #star wars the clone wars #commander fox imagine #commander fox #commander fox x reader

[mariegolddoesthings]

Hey. Hey you.

I know it's hard to speak up about Palestine.

You may be scared, afraid to get backlash.

You may be a minor and have parents that are overprotective of you or worse, are neutral about the whole thing or is supportive of one side.

But you don't need to speak up about Palestine on your own post. You can always reblog a post with the click of a button. Reblog posts just like this one.

I know it's hard to do much and I know you're sometimes feeling like you aren't doing enough. But you can take it with little steps at a time.

Don't stop talking about Palestine. Your voices need to be heard.

#free palestine #palestine #from the river to the sea palestine will be free #palestine will be free #don't stop talking about palestine #free gaza #gaza #gaza genocide #ceasefire #rambles #🍉 #edit: Take this as today's strike post instead #I've lost motivation to do art #edit 2: Look at that. This post blew up. Over 700 notes now. #Thank you so much for spreading awareness! (^^) #edit 3: Saw some of y'all in the reblogs. I'm glad I can help you guys speak up. (^^)

[trenchcoat-gecko]

After Aurum is officially published, have you considered reuploading the original fic? Both for archival purposes, and also I'd love to see what concepts got changed and which stayed.

Hi! I will not be uploading the original fic— sorry!! Though it would definitely be fun for folks to compare, it would directly impact the book’s sales. Part of me does hate to lock it behind a paywall, but if sales are low because there’s a free version available, the story may not get as much public reach, and I do really want to see this project succeed!

#such is the nature of the industry i think #i mean if you look at most books that started off as fanfic #i dont think a single one has its original version available to read #at least the ones im aware of #because it impacts spread & sales so much #sorry!!!! 😭😭 #cant be a bestseller if it aint sellin’ yknow? #i hope i’m making sense haha!! #thanks for the question!

[daddy-ul]

in my head: where the Hell is the word seed on this album [starts checking them off….] not the singles not YMB not Sleepwalk not ….. oh come on [stares at Inamorata] it’s you. isn’t it.

despair. i’ve actually only listened to it 3 times. because it causes me to physically implode. too much to bare. the thought of it all….

*pat pats*

I mean, i know my head wanted to connected dots just to connect them, bc James uses seed as a metaphor/simile quite enough, it's in his repertoire. He uses it even in interviews.

The funny thing is that the first other song that came to my mind after hearing "seed" was not the obvious one, the one with seed in the title.

No, sir.

It was, of course, Bleeding me.

And how could I not? When Innamorata sounds like that, feels like that, is a song like that--

I don't blame you, brain. I don't.

#the-mighty-het-speaks #ask #(d)jinn all'opera #song related #inamorata #bleeding me #BTW I LOVE BAD SEED. TOP FAVE FROM RELOAD #but it's a different seed. a different connotation from this one #at least in my head #anyway i am aware that in english the phrase 'spreading the seed' is a very common metaphor #but like. of the 4 of them i only remember james saying it colloquially #so much that in an interview that i watched recently james said that and lars smirked and repeated 'seed' #finding it funny #(AND WE ALL KNOW WHY. TY lars for keeping the joke for yourself bc it's old) #anyway its 3.53 am here and idk what im writing #but as always thanks soph and sorry that i made you go back to that haunting beautiful song #i wish you all the luck and that hearing it live will be cathartic af #also yeah i wrote innamorata in the post bc i am Italian and i do not want my autocorrect to learn the word wrong and curse me forever #with the wrong spelling #the tag already existed sooooo djskskskk #at least i can tag it right

[artacetinker]

So regarding the recent splatfest...

I'm actually disgusted at the behavior of Shiver, Frye and Big Man fans equally

Obviously not everyone was involved so if you weren't then don't worry this isn't targeted at you

But

I've seen so much drama happen over a simple game and I'm angry and maybe even terrified at what's happening to some people

Splatoon slurs started a while ago mainly targeted at octolings and was dismissed mostly but this has been taken to a whole new level and I'm disgusted at this behavior it's just a small 2 day event in a game

I personally had a busy weekend and whilst I was able to play the fest I didn't get to play as much as I was hoping

Not that I mind but from what I've heard I think I'm happy I didnt

People making alt accounts just to disconnect from games out if spite, squid bagging which is just disrespectful, falsely reporting people as gr00m3rs and such because they didn't pick the team you were on

I'm just...

And ive seen a lot of stuff on tiktok and this one person I follow (I won't reveal their identity but if yk then yk) had been doxxed by a Frye fan because they were on shivers team for the splatfest and the shiver fans friend in question is scared that their ip was leaked and is worried that the Frye fan will show up at their house

...

If this was me I would be fucking terrified and calling the police

I do hope this person is okay and is not hurt

But this?

Over a game about squids and octopi?

...

I'm devastated that this is what it's come to

I enjoy Splatoon for the fun of it and playing with my sisters or online friends

It's a wonderful trilogy and I couldn't be happier that it exists

The splatfests in my opinion are fun changes from just turf wars or anarchy, just small simple competitions but now I don't know if I want to participate in them anymore

I'm upset this is what it's become

It's not like the splatfests are going to affect anything

Let's see:

Splatoons side order dlc is already being created using the 'what if side order won' idea and will most likely not have any influence from the splatfests

Splatoon 4 has been confirmed but has also been confirmed to be a whole new storyline and won't the with the trilogy we currently have. Squid sisters, off the hook, deep cut, squid beak Splatoon, DJ octavio NONE of this will have anything to do with Splatoon 4 it'll purely be it's own thing with no input from anything else

If you've made it to the end I sincerely thank you for reading this as it's probably a lot to take in

To put it frank I'm disappointed in anyone who took part in the drama and ruined the community

To everyone who didn't as a member of Team Frye I want to sincerely apologize for the behavior of everyone else and I hope you are all okay

Thank you for reading and I hope you all have a wonderful day/night

#thank you so much for reading please spread awareness to others about this #i hope you have a wonderful day/night #splatoon 3 #splatoon drama #splatoon #i sincerely apologize #thank you #rant post #awareness

[drullcer-soft-boy]

ur fursona is cute<3

Aww shucks, thank you so much anon ! uwu

Here's a little doodle as thanks !

(Also if you enjoy my art,please reblog !

Likes are useless to artists ! )

#artist on tumblr #fursona #digital art #anthro #taikeero lecoredier #took a break from spreading awareness to doodling a cute thing of my sona for once. hope you guys enjoy #i still havent decided what color to give my sona..gah #my art #but that ask really made me happy i wasnt expecting someone to like my sona. thank you so much !!!

[fairuzfan]

Hey queen. You seem v knowledgeable about pro-Palestinian charities. Would you mind making a post or giving some info on which ones are really effective and honest abt their work? I've been hearing some problematic things about UNRWA, and Save the Children seems to be doing very little (as far as I am informed). I donate to PCRF and MAP, but don't know any other, smaller orgs that may also need more awareness? Thanks ♥

hello, thanks for sending this in. so i've been trying to find smaller orgs for palestine that are specifically for helping gaza, but the issue is not much aid is being let in. PCRF is a really good org in my opinion, I'd always donate to them regardless.

There's also the Palestine Museum, which does really great cultural preservation work.

Palestine Legal is a legal aid group that helps palestinian and palestinian advocacy facing legal challenges.

Palestine Action is a direct action group that helps do disruptive protests.

Samidoun helps palestinian prisioners around the world and keeps and eye on them.

Within Our Lifetime is an NYC based palestinian led organization.

Palestinian Youth Movement is a favorite for Turtle Island led Palestinian resistance.

Palestine Feminist Collective is a Turtle Island feminist movement that works to spread culture and information.

Good Shephard Collective seems to be doing good work in Bethlehem as well.

I would mostly look for mutual aid groups for people from Gaza if you want to donate to them. Aya Ghanamah retweets mutual aid groups a lot.

I might share more groups in a second reblog after I hear back on best ways to help them.

#palestine #gaza #donation

[a-good-soupy-boi]

Hey there, thanks for caring about others but the sick cat post by queueinglovee is a scam.

The pet scammer is very frequent on tumblr. They make a new blog, put a few posts on it to seem legit, spam asks to people requesting donations, and then remake when they inevitably get deleted. Remember to try to scroll down o the bottom of a person’s blog, and turn on post timestamps in settings. In this case the person’s blog was created Sept. 26 and their donation post was made within only 30 minutes of the earliest post on their blog.

Also, never trust a fundraiser that requests PayPal payments through “Friends and Family”. There are other ways to receive donations on PayPal but they request this because payments sent through Friends and Family are not protected against fraud and can’t be refunded. Never send FaF payments to people you don’t know and trust, because you can’t get it back.

More info on scams like these can be found on Kyra45’s blog or if you just look up tumblr pet scams. If you delete the post, you could also report op for spam or phishing

God damn it 😭😭

I knew that post sounded suspicious as hell but I didn’t know what to do

#answering this to spread the message #YALL please be aware of bots I feel so bad #tumblr pet scam #thank you so much for telling me

[ohdeerfully]

alastor request HAI can it be based on the fact that alastor doesn't sleep, and it's his lover finding out that petting his ears during cuddling makes him fall asleep.

thank you for your service

yess i love sleepy alastor thank u so much anon :D!!

Goodmorning, Love

Alastor x Reader (fluff) TW: none! join my discord! ═══ ◈ ══════════ ◈ ══════════ ◈ ══════════ ◈ ═══

You were well aware of the Radio Demon’s sleep habits. Or, well, lack of sleep habits. You often spent nights in his room, where he would sit with you in bed until you fell asleep and go do whatever the hell he gets up to late at night. You always woke up in an empty room, and often so in the middle of the night, struggling to rest again as a greedy tightness gripped your chest in worry and disappointment.

You understood, though, and tried your best not to let it get to you that you didn’t have his warm body next to you when you woke every morning. But you couldn’t help that twinge of sadness. You weren’t particularly needy or clingy, but would it kill him to stay in bed with you for a single night? And to have a slice of domestic bliss as you woke up?

Obviously. 

You roll your eyes as you lay, staring up at the ceiling. You had just gotten ready for bed, and now waited for said demon to join you for a few hours. Your fingers tapped, impatient, against your chest as you hummed absentmindedly.

“How lovely,” You heard him speak. Tickles of that radio static that always followed him clung to your exposed skin, which was signal enough that he had entered the room had he not announced himself. “What a siren you are, luring me here with that hum of yours.”

You smiled slightly at his comment, scooching over slightly to encourage him over. He obliged, joining you under the covers. He still wore his usual outfit, which made sense considering his tendency to go away all night. You purse your lips at the thought, slightly chewing on the skin.

“Why the face?” Of course he noticed your expression. He always noticed when any emotion tickled your face. You appreciated the genuine tone in his voice, the typical buzz of radio barely detectable in his words. He always got a little softer and kinder when he was alone with you like this.

You appreciated nights with him, being able to see a side of him that nobody else would live to spread word of. You enjoyed feeling a little special, especially to somebody like him.

“Do you think you could stay in,” You asked cautiously, fiddling with your hands as you inched closer to him, pressing your body against his. Even laying, he still seemed much taller than you. You gingerly guided his head down, against your chest as you spoke, hoping the multitasking would keep him from sitting up and rejecting your intimate gestures. “Just for a night. I miss you all night long.”

He allowed his head to lay against you. He did feel tense, of course, letting the back of his head be exposed in this manner as he lay vulnerable on you. It was a strange feeling, but not one he cared to consider for too long. 

“(Y/N),” He began with a sigh. “It’s impossible for me to get much done during the day, what with all the running around Charlie does. Somebody has to keep an eye on that young princess. I prefer to stay awake to get my own errands done at night.” 

I know that, you wanted to say and interrupt his explanatory ramble. You wanted to beg him to understand, just this once. You held in a sigh, watching as his head gently rose and fell with every breath you took. Maybe you should just take this submission from him as good enough.

You gingerly began tangling your fingers through his red hair, brushing out any kinks he may have gotten throughout the day. His tense body seemed to ease slightly, becoming more and more relaxed as you weaved your fingers through the locks.

“You have really soft hair, Al,” You commented, changing the subject. You figured there was no use convincing him. You let your fingers lightly trail upwards, up to his ears. You grazed them slightly with a finger. You touched again. When he made no motion of dislike, you fully began rubbing them. Petting him. You smiled to yourself at the idea of petting the feared Radio Demon. “And your ears are even softer.”

“I try to take care of myself,” He responded proudly. There was another hint of something in his voice, but you couldn’t quite place what it was. But it seemed heavy. “A well groomed man is a successful one.” You absentmindedly agreed as you stroked the velvety fur of his ears, switching back and forth between them and his hair. You had a preference for the ears, though.

You sighed and began humming quietly again. He rarely got so… comfortable, even around you. He always had some sort of guard up, always had his shoulders squared. He almost never became so… loose and vulnerable.

You noticed the clippings of radio frequency had stopped, which was a noise that was ever present in his wake. You had a suspicion why it disappeared, a small grin forming on your face.

Yes, the Radio Demon never slept. But that was a choice he made, not a curse that prevented him. Even demons get tired. You don’t know how Alastor makes it day by day without a wink of rest, but it was apparent that exhaustion had built up in him. He just needed to relax for a second.

You graced your fingers over his fringe, and craned your neck in a way to get a glance at his face. Yeah, you were right. 

He laid there, eyes shut, features relaxed with the lightest grin playing on his face. Even in sleep, you complained. It didn’t really matter. What mattered was the sound of his deep, slow breathing and occasional twitch of his velvety ears. You briefly wondered what the Radio Demon would dream about.

Would he be aggravated with you when he woke up, realizing you had practically cast a sleep spell on him? You didn’t, but the rate of which exhaustion took over may as well have been some sort of magic.

You shut your own heavy eyes, exhaling lightly as you continued to comfort yourself with the texture of his fur and hair. It didn’t take long for you to fall asleep.

You craned your arms and neck as consciousness came back to you, but an unfamiliar weight kept you from getting that good stretch in. Momentarily confused, you blinked open and looked down.

Red and black hair, more of a mess than usual, still took place on your torso. This was a first, and your chest felt like exploding with the glee of seeing Alastor still resting with you. He somehow looked even more relaxed than the night before, his cheek flush against your stomach, squishing his lips up slightly. A light grin was still there.

You gently brushed your fingers over his face, trailing a line around his features with an index finger. His eyes squeezed for a moment, and that static ambience of his slowly, quietly, returned. It was a noise that you had learned to find comfort in. He slowly opened his red eyes, a confused and sleepy daze clouding them. There was a wrinkle in his brow as he roughly propped himself up with an elbow, looking up at you with a furrowed expression.

“(Y/N)..?” He trailed, pausing to take in a shuddering morning yawn through a confused smirk. “Did I… Dear, what time is it?”

You looked at him tenderly. Oh, how cute he was, sleepy like this. Composed like an exhausted kid. Something even you have never seen before.

“Yeah,” You responded to his unspoken question. “It’s probably seven a.m. or so. I dunno.” There wasn’t a clock in your immediate line of sight.” “A.m. …” He said slowly. He sat up fully, looking down in disappointment at his wrinkled day wear. He quickly blinked the sleep from his eyes and managed to bring some composure to himself, but that lick of exhaustion was still prominent. Especially under his eyes.

“Yeah,” You said again, a light chuckle following. “Goodmorning, Al.”

He wasn’t obviously upset, it seemed. Though he probably was too tired to think about it too much yet. Maybe later.

“Well… Goodmorning, love.” He responded, still with a hint of confusion in his voice. “I suppose I accepted your plea from last night.” He brushed at his clothes while he spoke, trying to flatten out the creases that were brought on through a night of rest.

“Maybe more often?” You asked, twiddling your thumbs in anticipation. You already knew the answer, but it was okay. You knew how to keep him in now. You mischievously smirked as he closed his eyes and shook his head.

“Unlikely.”

#alastor #alastor x reader #alastor hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel x reader #ohdeerfully #alastor is eepy #fluff

[kindnessoverperfection]

Please, if you can, take a moment to read and share this because I feel like I'm screaming underwater.

NPD (Narcissistic Personality Disorder) stigma is rampant right now, and seems to be getting progressively worse. Everyone is using it as a buzzword in the worst ways possible, spreading misinformation and hatred against a real disorder.

I could go on a long time about how this happened, why it's factually incorrect (and what the disorder actually IS), why it's harmful, and the changes I'd like to see. But to keep this concise, I'll simply link to a few posts under the cut for further reading.

The point of this post is a plea. Please help stop the spread of stigma. Even in mental health communities, even around others with personality disorders, in neurodivergent "safe" spaces, other communities I thought people would be supportive in (e.g. trans support groups, progressive spaces in general), it keeps coming up. So I'm willing to bet that a lot of people on this site need to see this.

Because it's so hard to exist in this world.

My disorder already makes me feel as if I'm worthless and unlovable, like there's something inherently wrong and damaged about me. And it's so much harder to fight that and heal when my daily life consists of:

Laughing and spending time with my friends, doing my utmost best to connect and stay present and focused on them, trying to let my guards down and be real and believe I'm lovable- when suddenly they throw out the word "narcissist" to describe horrible people or someone they hate, or the conversation turns to how evil "people with narcissistic personality disorder" are. (Seriously, you don't know which of your friends might have NPD and feels like shit when you say those things & now knows that you'd hate them if you knew.)

Trying to look up "mental health positivity for people with npd", "mental health positivity cluster bs", only to find a) none of that, and b) more of the same old vile shit that makes me feel terrible about myself.

Having a hard time (which is constant at this point) and trying to look up resources for myself, only to again, find the same stigma. And no resources.

Not having any clue how to help myself, because even the mental health field is spitting so much vitriol at people with DISORDERS (who they're supposed to be helping!) that there's no solid research or therapy programs for people like me.

Losing close friends when they find out, despite us having had a good relationship before, and them KNOWING me and knowing that I'm not like the trending image of pwNPD. Because now they only see me through the lens of stigma and misinformation.

Hearing the same stigma come up literally wherever I go. Clubs. Meetings. Any online space. At the bus stop. At the mall. At a restaurant. At work. Buzzword of the year that everyone loooves loudly throwing around with their friends or over the phone. Feels awesome for me, makes my day so much better/s

I could go on for a long time, but I'm scared no one will read/rb this if it gets too much longer.

So please. Stop using the word "narcissist" as a synonym for "abusive".

Stop bringing up people you hate who you believe to have NPD because of a stigmatizing article full of misinformation whenever someone with actual NPD opens their mouth. (Imagine if people did that with any other disorder! "Hey, I'm autistic." "Oh... my old roommate screamed at me whenever I made noise around him, and didn't understand my needs, which seems like sensory overload and difficulty with social cues. He was definitely autistic. But as long as you're self-aware and always restraining your innate desire to be an abusive asshole, you're okay I guess, maybe." ...See how offensive and ignorant that is?)

Stop preventing healthcare for people with a disorder just because it's trendy to use us as a scapegoat.

If you got this far, thank you for reading, and please share this if you can. Further reading is under the cut.

NPD Criteria, re-written by someone who actually has NPD

Stigma in the DSM

Common perception of the DSM criteria vs how someone may actually experience them (Keep in mind that this is the way I personally experience these symptoms, and that presentation can vary a lot between individuals)

"Idk, the stigma is right though, because I've known a lot of people with NPD who are jerks, so I'm going to continue to support the blockage of treatment for this condition."

(All of these were written by me, because I didn't want to link to other folks' posts without permission, but if you want to add your own links in reblogs or replies please feel free <3)

#actuallynpd #signal boost #actuallyautistic #mental health awareness #narcissistic personality disorder #people also need to realize that mental health professionals aren't immune from bias #(it really shouldn't come as a shock that the mental health field has a longstanding pattern of misunderstanding and mistreating ppl who ar #mentally ill or otherwise ND) #the first therapist i brought up NPD to like. literally pulled out the DSM bc she could barely remember the criteria. then said that there' #no way I have it because I have low self-esteem lmaoooooo #anyway throwback to being at work and chatting with a co-worker. and the conversation turning to mental health. and him saying that #he tries to stay informed and be aware and supportive of mental health conditions & that he doesn't want to be ignorant or spread harmful #misinformation. and then i mentioned that i do a lot of research into mental health stuff and i listed a bunch of things. which included #several personality disorders. one of which was NPD. #and after listening to my whole ass list he zeroed in on the NPD and immediately started talking about how narcissists are abusive and #he knew someone who had NPD and how the person who had it had an addiction and died from the addiction in a horrible way and he #was glad he did #fun times #or when i decided to be vulnerable and talk abt my self-criticism/self-hatred bc i knew my friends also struggled w that and i wanted to #support them by sharing my own coping methods. and they both(separately!) started picking and prodding at my npd through the lens of stigma #bc i'd recently opened up to them abt having it. they recognized self-hatred as a symptom and still jumped on me for it. despite me #trying to share hurt vulnerable parts of myself to help them and connect with them. #again..... fun times

[sylhea-raemi]

and what if nero thinks of himself as a tool for the three magicians he knew for a decade. what if he only limits as himself as a pawn, what if that's why he so easily threw himself as a sacrifice to protect his friends.

#im giving myself pain because i just know maydare would diverse from this #nero knew his worth but as a prince rather than as himself. he have SO MUCH trust on his familiar that it will bring rescue to his team #kanon told nero why he saved him and told him about the future war just when he was 6 years old. he kept that in mind and what his life is #for. kanon literally told nero that he's gonna be a necessary pawn in the future lmao?? kanon who had gone through so much could not care #less for some ordinary people ig since he was so detached from emotions... he's straightforward to nero and nero took it pretty well????? #ANYWAY rereading nero.... nero didn't seem to mind dying??????? like what the hell boy????????? he's not freaking out about himself #dying at all. rather he's concerned for the things happening around him and the people worrying about him???? #'beatrice saw me and let out a small cry. did i look that bad?' YOU'RE IN A STATE OF DYING. NERO YOU WERE STABBED. #IN DIFFERENT PARTS OF YOUR BODY. A CURSE IS SPREADING IN YOUR BODY. NERO??? #'What was i doing/ thinking about things so detachedly when it hurt so much that it felt like i was going to die' YOU😭 #he knows he can't die here. he know he have so many things left to do. #this entire time he's fighting through the curse he did not say anything. the only words he uttered was makia's name. his concern for her. #he felt like he can't die without confirming if she's okay. once he knew that she's already he felt relieved that his vision is turning #white. nero what the fuck omg. i know he's been fighting off the curse the best he can and he's getting tired but nero oh my god #be concerned for yourself boy #for ten years he don't value himself as himself but rather someone who is a pawn for this world and the three magicians. #he's well aware of the purpose of his life. he's already set to serve those three magicians specially kanon for saving him and teaching him #various of things. also what was shatoma saying what did she mean #'What? I merely did what i could do for you wou didn't need any help.' what do you mean #first off i wanna point out the way she replied to nero's apology and thanks 'i merely did what i could do for you' i don't know how to #describe it but it feels like she was familiar with him in a fond way?? that added with 'who didn't need any help' she knows what he's #capable of and i think shatoma knows he can overcome it by himself? but my boy is like. gonna pass out. i think she's genuinely worried lol #each magician had something to do this volume- eska had to go find makia and thor and bring them to ulysses #ulysses makia and thor had to release pan faunus while eska puts up the defense. shatoma could've gone with eska or with kanon but no #she went to where the rest were- it's probably to check on the people in the labyrinth.. i want to know if she knew about nero's injuries.. #oh that reminds me- shatoma is in lune ruschia's uniform so she's probably in the labyrinth before nero frey and lapis came back #she and eska probably arrived *after* nero makia and frey went out to find lapis #eska goes to find makia and thor while shatoma went in the labyrinth before gt9 came back #🦋'...Kanon? He's going where he needs to go.' in which nero thought 'So Brother's on the move.'........... he knows he knows.. #shatoma trust nero enough to know how capable he is.. maybe she even trust him enough to let him know about their plans since he's

[changetyre]

Lando is secretly dating a girl he knew from high school, and she meets Daniel Ricciardo at one point, Lando brings y/n to a race very discreetly and there is some jealousy with Daniel and it ends up with a quickie in his motor room, and lastly their relationship is exposed in some way

Please☺️

You're mine and it's time to let them know II Lando Norris x Reader ⓈⒽⓌ

SUMMARY: Lando has loved nothing more than to have you all to himself for so long but it only takes Daniel Ricciardo to make sure the world hears you scream you're his.

WARNINGS: **18+**

A/N: I switched the request a little I hope you don't mind It just sort of worked better in my mind like this ;)

"You ready darling?" Lando walked into your shared bedroom after the last-minute business call he had to take. "Woah." He bit his lip eying you up and down.

"No baby...I know that look we're already running late." You couldn't hold back the smirk at the way you saw your boyfriend looking at you knowing that look would only lead to another and you'd both end up wrapped up in the sheets soon after.

"What? I don't know what you're talking about." Lando feigned innocence although he walked towards you wrapping his hands around your waist loving the way you felt in his arms especially when you looked like this.

"Lando." You said his name in a warning tone as you finished putting your earrings in.

"It's times like this I hate that we're a secret...how am I supposed to keep my hands off you tonight?" Lando pouted, his usual child-like behavior showing.

"Well you've done for 6 years I'm sure you'll manage another night." You smiled grabbing your boyfriend's hand before guiding him out.

"At least let me kiss you." Lando stopped and pulled you back you as you were about to open the front door.

"I just put lip gloss on." You pouted this time.

Lando obviously didn't find a problem with this as he happily took your pout as an invitation to close the space between you both and kiss you a little more intensely than you'd thought he meant.

By the time he pulled away, Lando knew he had left you in a daze. "Lan-" your breath skipped as you saw the lip gloss around your boyfriend's lips.

"That should do for a few hours," Lando smirked as he took his fingers wiping the gloss that had spread around your lips and proceeded to use the back of his sleeve to wipe the excess around his own lips before exciting through the front door.

________

You arrived on separate cars not being new to the hundreds of cameras that would be waiting at the entrance to the gala. After so many years of hiding their relationship, everything was rehearsed when they were in public.

It was fun, you thought almost like your own Hannah Montana movie. People knew who you were, completely aware to your ties with Lando from being classmates in high school to working together in the same industry now.

That's at least as much as the public knew. They weren't familiar with the longer version of the story where Lando and you had actually been more than classmates in high school and were in fact in a long relationship and had mutually decided to work in the same industry to stay together.

Lando of course had always dreamt of being a driver and wanting to stay close to him but also sharing a passion for communication you'd been offered a job as communication manager for McLaren allowing you to stay close, but not close enough for people to suspect there was more.

So thankfully it also wasn't odd for you to appear at the F1 gala as you had been invited ever since you'd started working with McLaren.

What was unexpected though was the fact that a certain someone would take the opportunity to make a move now that he wasn't going to be in the team anymore.

"You look beautiful." Daniel walked to you a drink in hand before he took another one from a passing waiter handing out glasses of champagne.

"Thank you, Dani, you clean up well too." Daniel handed you the new drink as you chose to reply kindly not a stranger to men trying to hit on you but another driver was certainly new territory.

"You know when we were working I was certain you had to be seeing someone but coming to the gala with a dress as gorgeous as this without someone by your side...that is a surprise." Daniel was a lot more intense than you'd expected making you choke on your drink.

"Uhmm...actually-" You were interrupted before you could come up with something.

"y/n come dance with me." Lando walked up to you placing his hand low on your back which took you completely by surprise.

"I was actually hoping to dance with her myself-" Daniel laughed with Lando except Lando didn't seem to find the humor.

"Hmm was always faster wasn't I?" You gasped at the insinuation and watched Dani's smile drop but before you could say anything else Lando had taken your hand and was taking you somewhere.

"Lando!" You shouted after your boyfriend who didn't seem like would stop until he got to his destination.

Lando didn't stop until you were both in a secluded hallway.

"Lando what the fuck wa-" But before you could say anything else Lando had pulled you in holding your waist tightly into him and kissing you passionately.

"You're mine okay? I'm tired of hiding it." He whispered and you could feel his breath tickle your lips as you tried to process what was happening.

"Lan where did this come from?" You weren't exactly opposed to the idea of finally going public but you certainly didn't think today would be the day.

"I just...I'm having a hard time keeping my hands off you in this dress." Lando smirked repeating his words from a few hours earlier before he took your hand once more pulling you into the men's bathroom and locking the door after him.

"Lando what has gotten into you!" Your smile deceived you as Lando picked you up and sat you on the bathroom counter.

"Can't a man just show his girlfriend how much he fucking loves her?" Lando smirked as he kneeled in front of you and wasted no time in attacking the space between your legs.

"Ahh-" You were breathless in seconds as Lando licked at your clothed clit for a few seconds before shoving your panties aside and sucking you directly.

"Let me see you baby-" Lando seperated his lips from you for a few seconds and you knew exactly what he meant.

You shimmied the straps of your dress off your shoulders letting Lando see your bare chest as his hand came up to cup your left boob.

"Lando please fuck me-" you begged your boyfriend as you felt yourself getting close.

"Only because we need to be quick pretty girl." Lando obliged coming up to kiss you and letting you taste yourself on his lips as he aligned himself with you.

"Mhm-" you moaned into your boyfriends lips as he pushed into you starting to set a pace immediately.

"How does that feel baby?" Lando asked.

"Mm so- so ahh-so good Lando-" You were struggling to formulate words with how good he could make you feel.

"That's it darling, let everyone hear who you're screaming for." Lando grunted.

"AHH LAN!" You weren't able to contain your volume as Lando quickened his pace without previous warning but something told you he intended for this to happen.

"Who's making you cum baby?" Lando asked as he could feel you start to clench around him.

"Ah-Ah- you- you Lan-only you-" You moaned not even sure how loud you were being but quite frankly you didn't care.

"Fuck...that's it." Lando was satisfied enough as he slowed his pace after fucking you through your orgasm and finishing himself. "That's it, darling." He kissed you softly, a clear contrast to the way he'd just fucked you seconds before.

"Everyone's gonna know now Lan-" you commented as you pulled the straps back over your shoulder and Lan cleaned you up gently.

"That was the idea yes-" Lando smirked proudly planting a kiss to the inside of your thigh before pulling your dress down and patting it down for you.

"Was the idea everyone or Dani?" You asked laughing to yourself knowing how childish your boyfriend could be.

"Hmm let's say one of those was an added bonus" He winked as he watched you fix your hair and tried to clean yourself up a bit.

"You're insane." You turned to face your boyfriend.

"And you still said yes." He smiled before kissing you once more, proudly wrapping his arm around your waist and enjoying the rest of the night unashamedly with you by his side.

A/N: This is the first time I do a twitter au on Tumblr but don't expect them frequently cause I hate doing them I just thought it went well with this story ;)

#f1 x reader #f1 #f1 imagine #changetyre #f1 one shot #f1fic #smut #f1 smut #f1smut #formula 1 #lando norris #lando norris x reader #lando norris smut #lando norris imagine #lando norris fic #fi driver x reader

[mrfoox]

I'm uh... Im ah... Oh no 😳

#miranda talking shit #Oliver saying nice shit to me gets me every time man.... #'you know i get paid for this right?' me: yeah im well aware.. 'even if i didnt I'd gladly do this you know that right?' me: i don't assume #Anything positive anyone else feels about me so... 'yeah but you must see that we talk about all kinds of personal things. If i didn't i #Just did this for work and had that mindset you'd get short answers from me and not much investments' me: y...yeah maybe but i dont want to #Assume anything. 'yeah but now im telling you. I'd talk with you even if i wasnt getting payed. I think its nice' me: 😳😢 me too #And he told me to reconsider going home for xmas.... Or rather 'think about it one more time' ... Yeah now i will #He even patted me on the shoulders and said 'see i don't like to usually touch people but this is fine' thank you... #And i said i was weird and he went on an long rant how i wasnt and im 😭 i cried. This man makes me cry so much man #'you can tell me anything you know? I could read your diary and I'd not spread it or think anything of it. You really can be honest with me #Buddy.... I know and i am but theres a limit when im crushing on you bro 😭 but he have definitely heard more shit than most bc i know he #Doesnt judge and i think he feels the same about me since he tells me all kinds of things. I know he'll tell me all he thinks basically and #Thats... Both scary and great bc i dont need to think about what he thinks but also... If i annoy him I'll be told immediately

[wrioluvr]

『shhh, not so loud! make me. huh?』 slutty sub yandere x gentle himbo darling, male yandere x male reader

note: thank u all the support on pt 1 ♡♡ was thinking about a scenario where slutty yandere somehow manages to convince his darling to actually fuck him after a lot of begging... even tho reader is scared his large cock will break him apart <3 pt 1

cw: he/him pronouns for reader, mentions of reader's ex-boyfriends, loss of yandere's virginity, implied violence

nervous was the way you were feeling as you made your way to your boyfriend's house. the two of you had started dating a few weeks ago, when after you'd let him suck your dick, he broke down crying, admitted to how desperately he was in love with you, and pleaded on his knees for you to own him and treat him as your personal fucktoy. frantically, you quickly assured him you would treat him as an equal in the relationship, to his slight disappointment. of course, he was ecstatic that you'd agreed to be his boyfriend, but you were his god, how could he not worship such a kind being? in your eyes, despite his rather.... overly submissive behaviour, he was kinda cute, so why not give it a go? if only you knew how deep his obsession truly ran...

and with an progression in your relationship, came a progression in intimacy level as well. the previous day, he had gathered up the courage to ask you to top him, which is why you were making your way to his apartment now. the current fear you were feeling was not for yourself, but for him, you worried that he would hurt himself trying to bottom. you were aware you were bigger than most guys... you wondered how to tell him you weren't too sure about the whole anal thing after all.

but what you did not expect to see the moment you opened the door to his room, was him on his bed on all fours, ass up, using his index and middle finger to spread his tight pink hole towards you. he turned his head around at the sound of your arrival and looked back at you with lust-filled, half-lidded eyes, breathing heavily. "baby! thank god you're finally here... please fuck me already, i've been waiting for hourssss......." his words came out in a pitiful whine.

your eyes widen at his plea. "woah, okay, let's slow down." quickly, you make him sit up, much to his confusion. he was already ready, so why were you hesitant?

taking his hand and squeezing it gently, you tell him what's on your mind. "okay, uh... i'm not too sure if i want to fuck you right now..."

"wha- but- but why? you promised!"

"i know i did, but i'm worried for you. i know i'm kinda... big, so i don't want to make you bleed or anything..."

at your reasoning, he can't help but whine in frustration. don't you understand? he doesn't care about how much it hurts! he wants it to hurt! his one wish is for you to completely destroy him! usually he'd back down, since he doesn't want to make you uncomfortable with his desperation, but he decided to be a little selfish.

reaching over and fondling your crotch, he looked at you with a silent, horny plea in his eyes, then proceeded to sit in your lap and grind on your bulge sensually. he whimpered as your clothed dick got harder and prodded at his hole.

taken back by his sudden boldness, you let him straddle you. "hey... did you even listen to anything i said?"

"forgive me, darling. but i want this so bad. give it to me, pretty please?" he continues to roll his hips on your crotch, not sounding terribly sorry at all.

you sigh, realising you can't change his mind. "okay, just let me know if it hurts, and i'll stop immediately. alright?"

"mhm." but secretly, he'd moan in pleasure no matter how painful it was, relishing in it.

"at least let me prepare you first...?"

"i've been fingering myself for the past hour, you don't need to." he giggled, as he got back down on all fours on his bed, hoping you were proud of his forward thinking. "i want our first time to be special, so i'm fully prepared."

"wait... you're a virgin?" upon hearing your question, he turned his head back to look at you with an incredulous expression on his pretty face, like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"but of course, i've been saving myself for you. i don't want anyone else using me." he bit his lip, making sure you knew how much he valued you taking his virginity. he suddenly realised how he'd completely forgotten to ask (or stalk to find out) about your past relationships. "what about you, darling? are you a virgin?" secretly, he was hoping the answer would be yes, but deep down he knew you were far too desirable for that to be true.

"nah. i dated a few guys before, but they broke up with me because they said i was too dumb." you'd never really thought about it deeply, but saying it out loud made you realise that it was rather embarrassing...

"how the fuck could they say that? you're so perfect and kind... forget about them, darling... just focus on me. you won't need to think about those ungrateful whores ever again." his change in tone caught you off guard, grip tightening around your arm. this was the first time he'd ever sounded genuinely pissed off. but this was quickly masked by his usual lovesick smile as he resolved to make you feel so good, your attention would forever be on him and him only.

eagerly, he helped you undress and tried not to blush at the sight of your naked body, even as he relished in the sight of the cock he had gotten on his knees for so many times before. you were confused at his reaction. "we're both guys, why are you embarrassed?" you were so silly sometimes. he was finally going to be made your bitch, of course he would be flustered!

with your cock teasing his entrance, he made his final invitation. "i want you to mess me up inside." he begged as he spread his virgin hole open, groaning in pain and pleasure as you pushed halfway into him. immediately, you looked up to his face in concern. "you okay? it's only halfway in..." "fuck, i said i can take it!" with that, he pushed himself onto your cock with a lewd determination, letting out an overly passionate moan as you fully entered him. instinctively, you shushed him, not wanting the neighbours to hear. "shhh! you're being too loud....." "make me." he retorts defiantly, trying to rile you up so you would be rougher. "huh?" fuck, he was really pushing it today. you really didn't want to, but he was making far too much noise. resorting to muting him forcefully, you reach for his mouth and clamp your hands over it, effectively gagging him. his eyes widen, not expecting you to take the bait, but he's in heaven. you can practically see the hearts in his eyes as he sluttily sucks on your fingers, all that's left is a series of muffled whimpers.

even though your mind was currently preoccupied with the way your boyfriend's squeezing your cock, you can't help but think about your exes after he brought the topic up. you knew you were a little dumber than most, but did all those guys really break up with you just because you were stupid? he seemed to sense your feelings and clenched harder, making you lose focus and grip his hips tightly. the thought of you thinking about your exes while you were inside him was horrible, he couldn't have that at all! "s-see, darling, my ass is much better than those sluts, isn't it- uuummfff." he could barely form words as he continued to ride you up and down, savouring the way your large length stretched his inner walls to their limit. it was quite the stark contrast - you were thrusting in and out of him at a tender pace, making sure you were never too rough (feeling a little guilty for muffling him so forcefully just now), but yet he was whimpering and writhing all over the bed, gripping the sheets whenever you hit his prostrate at regular intervals. he desperately tried to fuck himself on your cock when you slowed down, noticing his tears, begging you to start again. after a bit, you felt like you were about to reach your climax. "hey, i'm about to co-" "do it inside me." you didn't have time to argue as he pulled you closer into a hug, making you cum inside him, much to his delight. he adored the way you filled him up, feeling you pump load after load into his hole. he rubbed his stomach, wishing he could get pregnant with your child. but alas, he can't have everything. today was already a huge victory. exhausted, he collapsed into your arms as you stroked his hair, apologising for being a little rough and hoping his ass didn't hurt too much. he couldn't really focus on what you were saying as he just lay there and stared up at you affectionately. god, you were just perfect, weren't you?

˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗

in the middle of night, as you slept peacefully, the boy you fucked a few hours ago had just finished going through your phone, his one objective being obtaining the names of your exes. "don't worry, darling.... i'll take care of those unappreciative bastards myself. no one gets to make you feel stupid." he whispers to your ear lovingly before getting out of bed. he hoped you wouldn't be too mad when you found out he killed them when you woke up. or maybe he did, just so you could punish him. ♡

#sub yandere #top male reader #dom male reader #yandere x male reader #male yandere #yandere drabble #yandere x reader

[nanaslutt]

Forever

pairing: choso x reader

cont: fem reader, established relationship, virgin!Choso, dirty talk, unprotected sex, creampie, size kink if you squint, fluff, crying, they're so in love it's sickening

note: my first commission for the lovely @hypnoctiis thank you so much for asking for this i loved every second of writing it <3

MDNI

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Choso moaned softly against your lips, his fingers tightening against your own as he pressed your hands down into the mattress by your head. The soft skin of his naked body against yours felt so intimate, so comfortable. You've never felt as close to someone as you did him, it made your heart swell. You relished in the feeling of Choso's warmth seeping into your body, relaxing you further as he kissed your lips passionately. 

Choso had opened up to you about his doubts about whether he was a human or not many times throughout your relationship, but as he laid on top of you, his heart beating rapidly in his chest, shaking your body, you had no doubt in your mind that this man was more human than anyone you've ever been with.

You squeezed Choso's hands back, wanting him to know you felt him, you wanted him, you were present with him. He pulled away and slowly cracked his eyes open as he gazed down at you with a flushed face and messy black strands of hair framing his cheeks. You untangled one of your hands with Choso's and lifted it towards his face, tucking his stray hairs out of his face.

Choso felt his heartbeat quicken at this small show of affection, a look of embarrassment graced his features as you stared up at him like he hung the stars in the sky, smiling at him softly while you slid your hand down the side of his face, over his shoulders, and wrapped it around his neck.

"Choso, how much longer are you gonna keep me waiting, huh?" You asked, tilting your head as you looked up at him playfully. "I want to feel you inside me already." Choso swallowed hard at your teasing words, his cock twitching against your thigh. The dark-haired man licked his lips as he briefly glanced down at your bare cunt, his watchful eyes taking in how the wetness of your cunt glistened against your thigh from how excited you were.

He kept his one hand interlaced with yours, the other slid between his both to grab the base of his cock as he gave himself a few shallow strokes, hissing at the contact. Your eyes had followed his down between your thighs where Choso's cockhead kept poking your inner thigh as he stroked it, his pre-cum rubbing on your skin.

You had played it up like you knew what you were doing and how you were so confident in what was happening, but now with his cock the size and width of a coke bottle hanging heavily between his legs, right in front of your eyes, you were losing your confidence fast. You had only been with one other person, and his cock paled in comparison to the Choso's length. 

Gauging on how he had responded confused when you told him how big he was when he first showed you his cock, you were guessing he was quite oblivious to how blessed he really was. Your body jolted when Choso's thumb pulled apart your folds, exposing your little hole to his eyes and shocking you out of your thoughts and back into reality. 

"Don't stare..." You said quietly, almost too quiet to be heard by the human ear. Choso ignored your words, his thumb spreading you open more for him. "It's so small." He mumbled amazed, his cock dripping a hefty drop of pre-cum the longer he stared at your pretty cunt. "Is... is it going to fit?" Choso asked, his eyes finding yours as he looked up at you curiously, scrunching his eyebrows.

You smiled to yourself; maybe he was aware of how big he was. "We'll make it fit." You replied, your hand caressing his cheek in reassurance. Choso swallowed whatever saliva was left in his dry mouth before he nodded and looked back down between the two of you, lining up his cockhead with your entrance. "It's not going to hurt you, is it?" Choso asked, his words cutting off in a choked gasp when he rubbed his tip along your folds briefly, making sure he was wet enough before he pushed in.

"Choso come here." You said, sliding your hand to the back of his neck once more as you pulled his head toward you. Choso abandoned the hold he had on his cock and placed his other hand by your head, his eyes looking back and forth between yours. Once his body was pressed against yours, you spread your legs wider to accommodate him before wrapping your calves around his back.

You maintained eye contact with him while you reached between the tight space of the two of you and found his cock. Choso's eyes fluttered back in his head when your lithe fingers wrapped around his cock and gave him a few shallow thrusts before you pressed his tip against your entrance, aligning him up once more. "That feels good." He gasped, his eyes peeking open at you once he got over the initial shock of you touching him so suddenly. 

"Just wait till you're inside me." you smiled, sliding your other hand out from where his hand previously had you caged, you slid your hand under his ear, along his jaw as you pressed your lips together with his, your eyes closing as you moaned softly against his lips. Choso kissed you back passionately, his breath stuttering each time you rubbed his tip against your entrance. 

You didn't mean to tease him so much, you were just working up the courage to push his cock inside you. As bad as you wanted it, you were so still nervous. Your name left Choso's lips with a moan in between kisses as each kiss he pressed against you became more hasty with his shrinking patience. 

You finally wrapped your hand around the midsection of his cock and pressed him against you harder, "Choso, help me, put it in." You moaned against his lips, your voice full of need. You felt yourself clench around nothing, the pulsing feeling in your cunt only growing as you waited for him to aid you. The feeling of him teasing your entrance for so long was making you feel hot and bothered everywhere, it was unbearable. 

Choso nodded in understanding, kissing you back harder, with more passion behind his lips as he pressed his cock against you. He faced a little resistance with his initial thrust, but with a rushed 'keep going' against his lips, he pressed on, thrusting his hips harder against yours. The two of you gasped in unison against the other's lips when his tip penetrated you. 

Immediately you felt a sting of pain burn with the stretch, but it wasn't so bad you needed him to stop. "Fuck, keep going, give it to me." You whined between kisses, your nails digging into his shoulder blades with each inch of his cock he gave you. "Y-you're so tight-" Choso gasped as he pulled away from your lips, heaving dramatic breaths of oxygen through his lips.

He'd never felt anything like this before. Choso had masturbated a few times, and you had given him a handjob before, but nothing felt even close to how the inside of your cunt felt. "Fuck, fuck it's so warm, a-ahhh-" He continued, his moans mixing with yours. He slowly pushed his cock into you, his eyes darting between your hole greedily sucking him in, and your face, screwed in pleasure.

"Are you okay? D-does it hurt?" Choso asked, pausing about halfway inside you, not wanting to push you too hard. "A-ah It's okay, I'm okay, is it in all the way?" You whined, your eyebrows scrunched together as you looked up at him, not daring to look between your thighs. Choso briefly looked down at where the two of you were connected before his eyes met yours once more. His soft lips pressed agaisnt your eyebrow as he nodded, "Almost." 

You took a deep breath in at that. It felt like he was splitting you open like his cock was halfway inside your womb, and he wasn't even fully inside you yet? You bit your lip as Choso pressed the rest of his cock inside you, a loud moan leaving his lips when his cock was fully sheathed inside you. Your tight walls pulsed around him with your arousal as you watched him tip his head back, his eyes falling shut as he groaned into the air, relishing in the feeling of your warm, gummy walls, enveloping his entire cock. 

"I feel like I'm gonna cum already." He admitted, his head dropping to hide in the crook of your neck. You could feel how hard his cock was pulsing inside you as he lay still. You caressed his soft hair as his breath tickled your neck as he hid from your eyes, trying to compose himself. You welcomed the break with open arms, as it gave you a chance to get used to his girth. 

"It's okay Choso, cum when you need to." You whispered, turning your head to press a kiss against the side of it. After a few beats, Choso lifted his head from the crook of your neck, his toned arms steadying himself by your head as he looked at you softly before he spoke. "Can I move? Are you ready for me?" 

Choso so desperately wanted to hump into you like a dog-- no rhythm or pace, he just wanted to move, wanted to make you a pleasured mess under him, wanted you to cum on his cock, he wanted to cum inside you. But he knew he couldn't, he knew if he didn't take this slow and careful at first he could hurt you, and he didn't want that. Being rough could come later.

You nodded, wrapping your arms around his neck as you tightened your legs around his body, pressing his hips into yours. "Please move, fuck me Choso, make us feel good." You begged, trying to hump your hips against his the best you could from how you were pressed under him. Choso wasted no time in sliding his cock out of you before bullying it back into your walls.

He quickly picked up a pace inside you, not too fast, not too slow. He grits his teeth together as he watches your body shake and slide along the bed with each of his thrusts. "Fuck- fuck right there o-ohmygod-" You moaned, squeezing your arms tighter around his neck, pressing his body tightly against yours. Choso whimpered at how good this felt, he was truly enamored. Nothing would ever satisfy him the way this did, he was ruined.

"Here? Right here?" He asked, angling his hips up as he fucked his fat tip right against your sweet spot, making you almost scream in pleasure. "Choso ye-es fuck-" You nodded, tears of pleasure falling down your cheeks the longer he humped his cock inside you, rubbing against all the right spots. "Don't cry," Choso whispered as he softly kissed your cheeks where the tears fell, his upper half a stark contrast to the damage his dick was doing below. 

"Why are you crying? Does it hurt?" Choso asked, trying to kiss your lips but your jaw fell slack with pleasure as you gasped and cried his name like a mantra, his hips keeping their same gratifying pace. "N-no It feels good- 's good. 'M crying b-ecasue it feels so good-" You tried to explain through choked moans and gasps as your body bounced under him. 

Choso nodded in understanding, although you missed the sight with your eyes shut. "Choso m-my clit, touch my clit please." You begged, feeling your orgasm start to bubble up inside you. Choso blushed at your request. He had touched you there before, but you weren't moving around so much and were in better light when he had done it, he could barely see between the two of you like this. 

"U-uh-" Choso started, but you saw right through his worries, Grabbing the wrist of his hand you slid it between your bodies and pressed his fingers agaisnt your little bud, your body jerking at the immediate rush of pleasure it sent through you. "Y-you feel that right there?" You asked, trying to keep your composure as you helped him touch you. Choso didn't dare look away from your eyes as he touched you blindly, his fingers rubbing along the hard bud.

"Yes, yes I feel it, do you feel good? Will this make you cum?" Choso asked, his voice breathy and needy as he spoke. You noticed how his hips fucked agaisnt your faster but more sloppy as he lost his rhythm the closer he inched to his orgasm. "Yeah Cho, you wanna f-feel me cum around you?" You whispered teasingly against his lips, both of your mouths slightly open as you gasped agaisnt one another, not yet closing the distance.

He nodded, his eyes darting back and forth between your eyes and the plush of your lips. Although he was losing his rhythm quickly, he made sure to keep angling his hips upwards as he fucked you so he hit your g-spot with better accuracy. "I- I wanna cum with you, c-can I do it inside?" He asked hurriedly, the sloppy circles he was drawing on your clit feeling better than expected.

You abandoned the hold you had on his wrist when you felt like he had it under control between your thighs, wrapping your arm around his neck once more. "Please, please cum inside me Choso, want us to come together," You begged, nodding before you finally closed the space between the two of you and pressed your lips together.

The kiss was messy, full of tongue and spit as you both whined and cried into the other's mouth. You dug your nails into his skin when you felt yourself just on the brink as Choso fucked you just right. "C-cumming- I'm cumming-" You whispered between kisses as your back arched against him, pressing your chests together even more.

Choso's brain nearly short-circuited when he felt your pussy spasm around him, followed by wetness spilling out around his cock, making a mess on the sheets. Choso tried to warn you he was going to cum, but he couldn't find it in himself to pull away from your lips as he got drunk on your kisses. 

He finished seconds after you, releasing his seed deep inside you as he stilled his hips agaisnt your ass, his balls pressed flush agaisnt you as they pulsed with his release. The two of you drank up each other's loud and needy groans and whimpers as you came together, using the other to ride out your orgasm. 

Your orgasm was prolonged thanks to the warmth that filled up your pussy. Your body twitched with your aftershocks as you held onto Choso tightly, his head fell at some point to bury itself deep in your neck as his hips jerked agaisnt yours every couple of seconds as his cock spit out the last of his cum inside you. "...you." You heard him whisper against your neck, his words too quiet and muffled for your post-hazed orgasm-riddled brain to comprehend.

"h-huh?" you asked, wanting him to repeat his words. "I love you... love you so much." Choso stuttered. It was then that you felt wetness against your neck, a warm feeling. Choso was crying. "Cho." You whispered, your hands grabbed his cheeks as you aided him in lifting his head in front of you. He averted his eyes as you studied his red face. It looked like no fresh tears were falling, but during his orgasm, a few had fallen due to the intensity. Choso had never cum like that before.

"Choso." You smiled, holding back a giggle at how cute he was. You felt your heart swell. " I love you too, don't cry." You said, wrapping your arms around his shoulders once more, letting his face take its home back in the crook of your neck. "It felt really intense." He replied softly. "Mine too, it felt so good to cum with you." You replied, feeling your face get hot at the confession.

Choso shook his head agaisnt you as he tried to dig himself deeper against your skin, the sudden urge to be closer to you creeping over him. "Does it still hurt... down there?" Choso asked bashfully. His cock had started to soften, but it was still buried deep inside you, plugging his cum up in your walls. You shook your head before you spoke, "No, I might be a little sore in the morning but nothing too bad." You reassured.

You felt Choso's arms slide under you and wrap around your body as he laid all of his weight on top of you, slightly crushing you--but you didnt mind. You still twitched around him every so often in sensitivity when he moved and jolted his cock around inside you. Choso must've picked up that you were feeling antsy when your legs unwrapped from his back because he spoke before you could.

"Can we... stay like this for a little longer? It feels good holding you while I'm inside you like this. Just... just a little longer." He pleaded softly, his arms squeezing around you tighter, taking some of the breath from your lungs. You smiled as you started to softly scratch your nails down his back, relaxing him. "Of course Choso, we can stay like this for as long as you need. I'm not going anywhere." 

Choso scrunched his eyes shut as his body relaxed agaisnt yours once he knew you weren't in a rush to leave him. "G-good, stay with me." He responded. "Forever." You replied. "Forever."

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