#but then somebody gotta go and tell you to do other stuff

[steddielations]

Eddie’s queer awakening Part 2 | Part 1

Steve doesn’t know what else to do to make Eddie realize he likes him. Never in his life has he had to work this hard at winning someone over. Never.

Even with Nancy in high school, there was always a hint that she wanted him to chase her, which made it worthwhile. Sometimes, Eddie will do something that makes Steve sure he feels the same, flirting back. Then Eddie will do something that makes Steve not so sure, laughing it off.

Steve doesn’t like resorting to bullshit queer stereotypes because he doesn’t exactly fit them either, but Eddie looks like those rugged guys on his posters and album covers. Sometimes it feels like a masculinity performance worthy of King Steve, but sometimes it feels genuine.

Eddie’s not dressing like Bowie, but he prances around on cafeteria tables yelling about sodomy and he’s never had a girlfriend that Steve knows of. He could like both, same as Steve, of course. Or it could be nothing, of course. Steve’s just putting all these moves on a straight boy, about to get his heart broken again.

Robin’s given him countless pep talks, assuring him that he’s right about Eddie when he starts to doubt it. “You sniffed Vickie out just from her VHS returns. If anyone has a functional queer detector here, it’s you. Trust it.”

“What if I ask him out and he rejects me?” Steve fully understands Robin’s worries now, it’s not the same as getting shot down by a girl. “I’ve got enough rumors about me already.” They all wanted to say it in high school, calling Steve a pretty boy in tight pants that spent too much time in the mirror.

Tommy used to shoot them all down. Now he’s not by Steve’s side, snarling at anyone who suggests it. Which was mostly just Tommy trying to convince himself that everything they did under the covers at sleepovers was “just guy stuff”, and he convinced Steve too. To the point where Steve hadn’t even considered any different until a few months ago when he told Robin and— yeah, that was an eventful conversation. The first time he stumbled across the word bisexual— from a Bowie interview in one of Robin’s magazines— it felt like something clicked into place.

“I don’t think Eddie’s the type to out anyone, either way.” Robin’s right. She’s not always right, everything would be easier if she was, but she’s right about that.

“I keep having to pretend to like his shitty weed to get him to come over. Not even the yawn and stretch move worked on him. Y’know, this,” Steve demonstrates, stretching an arm above his head and then draping it over Robin’s shoulder. She shrugs him off with a fake gag. “I kept looking at his lips and I thought we were gonna kiss, but he laughed and poked me in the ribs and called me dude.”

Robin listens to all his boy troubles and then they come up with a plan. Steve decides he’s going to come out to Eddie, just put it out there that he likes guys. In a totally platonic way and hopefully that gets the ball rolling the other way, where he tells Eddie he likes one guy in particular and hopes all his Romeo efforts don’t blow up in his face.

So he goes for it. Eddie strolls into Family Video and picks out a movie that Steve’s actually heard of for once. It’s easy for Steve to throw him a smile and invite himself over. “You know this is the closest thing to a romance movie you’ve picked? No way I’m letting you watch this alone, somebody’s gotta hold your hand through the sad ending, looks like it’s gonna be me.”

Several emotions fly across Eddie’s face, landing on overwhelmed disbelief. “I don’t get it, man. How do you not have a girlfriend? You’d be so easy to fall in love with. Hell, I feel like you've made me fall halfway in love with you already. If I was a girl, I’d date the shit out of you.”

It looks like Eddie wants to clap a hand over his mouth as soon as the words leave it.

Steve watches him carefully, trying to think clearly over his heart pounding in his chest because Eddie just said he loves him, kind of. This is it. “Would you still date me as a guy?”

Eddie’s nervous hands jingle with chain bracelets as they tug his hair and hide his face. “You mean, objectively? As a guy would I date another guy? I mean, could I want that? I hadn’t really considered that option until now. Uh. Shit. Wow, this is-”

“Because I would, you know,” Steve jumps to say, as earnestly as he can, needing Eddie to finally know. How could he not know? This is it. Steve didn’t come all this way just to tap out at the finish line. He goes for it. “I’d date you as a guy, Eddie. I’d date the shit out of you, too, just like you are.”

Eddie’s face is flushed now, his eyes wide and swimming with both questions and realizations. Steve snaps out of it for a second, looking around to see the store is thankfully empty, Robin’s still on her break, but this isn’t the place for this conversation.

“Wanna talk about it over the movie tonight?” He offers.

It moors Eddie, he relaxes more and Steve hopes he’s not imagining the faint hint of a smile. “Yeah, that’s— yeah, talk. I can do that.”

“Okay, it’s a date. See you then.” Steve hands over the tape, their fingers brushing and making warmth flutter all through him. He watches Eddie halfway trip out the door, running into it once and pulling on it three times before pushing it open.

Steve can’t stop grinning, thinking about later, determined to tell Eddie he’s already in love with him too.

#it’s hard work being eddie’s queer awakening but somebody’s gotta do it - steve #steddie #eddie munson #steve harrington #steddie fic #steddie ficlet #stranger things #rueswriting #mp

[vrisrezis]

need a part 2 for the atsv love triangle where the reader is actually in love with them and after they get together they tell them about their alter ego 😩

Your wish is my command y’all!

Gwen is was carrying you, bridal style, swinging away with you in her arms. Not that you knew it was gwen anyway. Spiderwoman, upon meeting you, often decided to take you home as a means of protection, because for some reason you decided walking home in the middle of the night was a swell idea. She offered to swing you home as a result. If you didn’t know any better though, you’d say it was because she loved flirting with you so much. She never denied it when you brought it up. Honestly, she’s just not used to such a flustered look on your face, she can’t help herself. Though she does secretly envy how the real her can’t manage you make you all shy and embarrassed like that.

Today though, you seemed rather… off. Something was bothering you, and she could tell. Nothing seemed off at school, so she figured something had to have happened. “What’s got you so upset?” she questions before dropping down on top the roof of a building. “Somebody I gotta knock some sense into?” she asks, putting you down to stand next to her, looking at the scenery before you, it was nice out today. You smile, but even that feels forced. She can’t help but frown under the mask and the worry she carries is radiating off of her. You shake your head, “it’s nothing to worry about” you say before shrugging, “just normal highschool stuff.”

“What does that mean?” she inquired, and you sigh, albeit rather dramatically.” “It’s so stupid.” You admit, but before you can assure you it probably isn’t, you continue “there’s just this girl I really like. More than like. I think I love her.”

As soon as those words come out of your mouth, she feels her heart drop. Girl? Was it her? Spiderwoman? Or some other girl at school? You didn’t talk to many people aside from her, who could it possibly be?

“O-oh..” she says, looking down for a moment. She hopes you don’t hear the crack in her voice. She can’t help her curiosity, she needs to know. “Well.. who is it?” she says, trying to recover as quickly as possible. She nudges you with her elbow, “need to know if they’re good enough for you or just some tool.”

You laugh, and give her a smile. “Her names… gwen..”

“G-gwen?!” she shrieks out, her body stiffening. You don’t seem to notice.

“Yeah.. gwen… gwen stacy…”

She doesn’t say anything for a moment, but she eventually grabs onto your shoulder.

“Y/n…”

“Yeah?” you ask, confused for a moment, before you see her pull at her mask. Your eyes widen, and you suddenly feel a wash of shame upon seeing who’s under the mask.

However, she gives you a smile.

“I… love you too… by the way..”

Miles had a very simple plan, no big deal at all. All he had to do was confess he was in love with you and then eventually down the line if it works out in his favor, confess to being spiderman. No big deal…..

Or should he do it in the opposite order?

And should he still confess to being spiderman if you two end up staying friends when you reject him?

He has a lot of questions racking his brain, and to be fair he doesn’t think it’s completely unreasonable. Maybe he should’ve told you from the start. Would you even be accepting? Supportive? He’s been lying to you for a whole ass year now, you were kind, but were you that kind? He feels like there’s just no way, right? Then again, you never failed to surprise him.

He doesn’t have time to think about these questions any longer though, as he hears chaos going on outside. Not the normal kind of chaos, this was his cue.

His confession would have to wait a little longer.

—

He’s quick to his feet. Not that spiderman didn’t give it his all when it came to saving civilians, but he saw you in the fray. He bounces from building to building, webbing civilians to safety along the way, he sees you fall and he’s never jumped so fast in his life.

He reaches his hand out to yours, and finally you’re able to grab on and he’s able to pull you into his arms, picking you up bridal style all while in the air.

“We’ve really gotta stop meeting like this..” miles mutters to you, and you chuckle lightly. “Yeah well..” she look off to the side, before looking back at him. “You could always take me on a date, miles.”

Miles?

Date?

“Excusemewhatnow?”

as soon as he lands, you manage to escape his grip. Maybe it was because he was so caught off guard, since normally escaping his grasp was near impossible.

“We’ll talk later!”

You were going to be the death of him.

Hobie had enough.

If you weren’t going to figure this out on your own, he was gonna have to tell you.

I mean seriously, he loves you but you are so clueless sometimes and he genuinely wonders if you admire spiderpunk so much that you don’t want to consider he could be your best friend. He wonders if he’s being selfish and if this ruins the imagination for you but at this point he’s too pent up to even care, something he isn’t used to being. He’s typically so honest about the way he feels, never holding anything back. This should be no different.

He leaves his bag zipper carelessly open, in hopes you find it. And you do. He’s busy cleaning up his guitar, but he sees you look at him, then look back at the spider suit in the corner of his eye.

But you say nothing.

You go on about your day like you didn’t just see that.

Is he the one being played?

He eventually decides he needs to simply confront you. There’s no way around it. So he does.

It’s one of those many nights where you two are hanging out, as friends do. You’re both lying on his bed, side to side, he’s writing a song, you’re reading a comic book. He turns over on his right side to look at you, and you do the same on your left side. “Hey.” he whispers, “hey yourself.” you whisper back with a smile. He rolls his eyes.

Just be cool, man. He tells himself.

“You know..” he starts slowly, a bit unsure of the next words that will come out of his mouth, “you know I’m spiderman, right?”

He doesn’t have time to dwell on just how casual that was, to drop some information like that so simply. Then again, he did that constantly. This felt so different though.

“Yeah..” you let out a sigh, and hobie realizes that you really were playing with him the whole time. But before he can rely, you say “you know I’m in love with you, any version of you, right?”

He feels his heart stop for a moment, but he gives no indication that he’s flustered by your words.

“About damn time you said somethin, darlin”

Pavitr thinks about it, over and over and over and over and ov-

He just doesn’t know how to tell you he’s spiderman. He’s been so buys living the life as spiderman, it felt so simple, so easy. Go to school, beat up some bad guys, take some breaks to see you and his auntie, go back to fighting, come home. It was the same everytime and he didn’t seem bored of it, yet.

He hadn’t really gotten to see the consequences of being spiderman.

And then he did, when he nearly lost you. He was only able to save you because miles, gwen, and hobie were there to help him.

And from then on he knew he couldn’t lie to you anymore.

Things have been.. weird lately, to say the least. Some weird ass dark black abyss in the middle of mumbattan left many civilians curious, including yourself.

Though Pavitr felt like he could explain those bits later, he knew he just needed to tell you what was on his mind.

Because he and you both knew, he had something to say.

Spending time in your room wasn’t a rare occurrence but Pavitr found himself doing it a lot more lately, which in your opinion was good given how busy he’s been lately. You figured he must’ve been freaked out by mumbattan nearly falling apart at the seams, and you tried to be there for him. He made it clear he was there for you, too.

“Y/n I have to tell you something.” he says, turning to look at you.

You look back at him, knowing this would be a serious conversation. He never called you by your actual name, usual nicknames. You nod and place your hand on top of his, and you give him one of your warm smiles. He feels heat rush to his cheeks, but for once he doesn’t let his nerves stop him. He moves his hand to intertwine your fingers together, “I’m…” there’s a pause, and you figure you have to assure him you know.

“You’re spiderman?” you ask, and there’s a moment he looks at you, shocked. His mouth is agape, and you can’t help but smirk. “You know?!” you scoff, “yeah of course I know pav I’m not an idiot!” you say with a laugh, and a lot of his tension dissipates before he remembers what he wants to tell you.

“Well.. while that is true, that isn’t what I was gonna tell you.”

Now it’s your turn to be surprised, you raise a brow. “Yeah?”

He takes a moment, before blurting it out.

“I’minlovewithyou!” the words all come out jumbled at once and he almost considered repeating himself before you give him a kiss on the cheek. “In love with you too, pav. But I also knew that already.” you say cheekily, “what?! How?!” “You’re not exactly subtle” you shrug.

“Can I have any victory today? Can we start over and you just pretend you didn’t know?”

you smile and shake your head, and he groans.

But honestly, the only reason he’s being so silly right now is so he doesn’t absolutely melt into your hands like putty over the fact you kissed him on the cheek.

#pavitr prabhakar x reader #pavitr x reader #pavitr x y/n #pavitr x you #atsv x y/n #atsv x you #atsv x reader #miles morales x y/n #miles morales x you #miles morales x reader #miles x reader #miles x y/n #miles x you #hobie brown x reader #hobie x y/n #hobie x reader #gwen x reader #gwen stacy x reader #spiderwoman x reader #spidergwen x reader

[rendezvouz-fling]

Astro Observations #20

• Is it just me or do most saturnian moons (Aqua/Cap) tend to grow up with single mothers who only care about making money and having multiple boyfriends? Lmao.

• I feel bad for Gemini risings with Aries mercuries because they’re so genuine and they might be very chatty but it’s their biggest love language.🤎 I think this might also apply to just about every other Gemini rising too!

• I feel bad for Aries moons with Libra mercuries/risings because yes they can be a little hot headed but they won’t be flat out bold and they might beat around the bush a lot! On the other hand though when they’re really arguing with somebody they might switch to intellect and surprisingly demolish that person.✋🏽

• People with mercury at a Fire degree (1, 5, 9, 13, 17, 21, 23, 29) love to exaggerate things! Calling myself out too, chile!😩😂

• Virgo suns with Cancer venuses and Leo mars can be very sweet and caring but also very scorning, abrasive and wants themselves/their partner & kids to look/dress their best almost all the time! Pretty much the always picture-ready type moms.

• You better believe that even if a Sagittarius moon won’t say it they might feel hurt and start detaching until they’re completely gone out of your life and you’re left wondering what went wrong.

• Tbh idk why but Libra mercuries also be out here saying mean, out-of-pocket stuff just not normally in people’s faces so maybe that’s why their friends might not take them seriously.

• Whereas Aries mercuries probably have a reputation of arrogance and downright disrespectfulness but they can also be very nice especially if you’re close with them. You’ll notice they just like to cuss for fun lol.

• Scorpio mercuries need to stop being on interrogation mode!😭

• Gemini mercuries be telling some of the funniest stories and their facial expressions/hand gestures make it even more funnier than it has to be.😭🤣

• Dear Cancer mercuries, you guys are so thoughtful and caring Ilysm!

• Capricorn mercuries, you’re not boring and I love how also detail oriented you are!

• Can I just say Cap mercuries so be out here clowning too! 😂 I have a close friend who’s a Cap sun & mercury and she says funny things often, she just has a very articulate way of speaking but besides that she’s hilarious!🤣

• I recently noticed people with Air/Earth placements tend to have speech impediments and other stuff. E.g. my little sister is a Virgo sun/moon & Libra stellium and she can’t pronounce the letter ‘R’. I have a Gemini rising at 23 degree, Capricorn mars & other air placements and I used to have a speech impediment and developed selective muting. 💀

• Having Air/Fire placements can be such a challenge! 😭 My Aries mercury just be saying anything along with the super chatty Gemini rising but then later my Aquarius moon has a pep talk moment and makes me say “Why the fuck did I say that? Now they’re going to think I’m—” 😂😂😂

• People with harsh aspects between the sun and pluto might be known as open books but they might become self-conscious about it and have the urge to remain a mystery yet they can’t help but overshare!😭

• They might also think about it often! Like it might haunt them.💀

• Gemini venuses are soo fun!! I’d literally take these people with me if I was to go on a road trip because they’d keep me entertained and we could just goof around & talk about anything lol.

• You might also find yourself attracting/being attracted to people who’s venus sign is your rising sign!

• Pisces venus, for the sake of your own life please stop staying in toxic relationships because you fear being abandoned and think it isn’t worth it because you’ve been with this person so long—LEAVE. ✋🏽

• Cancer venus, you know I love you but sometimes you gotta stop trying to control people. 😭

• Scorpio venus, with you I feel like we’re always on the same page and see eye to eye in most things/interests.

• Capricorn venus you are literally one of the most giving venus signs! I literally love you!!<3

• Sagittarius mars men having a thing for smacking their girlfriend’s butt.🤣

• Leo mars want only the best of the best especially if there’s Taurus in the mix!

• While Libra risings might develop people pleasing tendencies, Gemini risings tend to develop social anxiety.

• I’ve seen so many Gemini suns always point out that they either have or think they have a mental illness. Especially ADHD.😨😰

• Yes Earth suns are normally very chill and grounded. But add some Air and especially Fire in the mix and they’ll be the most erratic, short tempered people you’ve seen!🙃

• Fire mercuries/mercuries at Fire degrees, how does it feel to get shouted at your whole life then gas-lighted and blamed when you turn out to be a sharp-tongue individual?

• Gemini moons and their many 1-3 Am shows in their rooms.😭 Same for Aqua and Libra moons but Gemini moons do it more often lol.

• If somebody is very generous, bold, funny, and gets pissed off/defensive very quickly then they’re an Aries dom.❤️‍🔥

• Taurus moon, why are you so stubborn?

• The best thing to hear is “Okay fine.” From an Aquarius/Taurus moon when you’ve finally got them to change their opinion that they stubbornly wouldn’t let go of lol.

• 9H moons tend to be very attached to their ideas/opinions/beliefs. I can testify😂

• I’ve noticed some 2H moons tend to stress eat?

• 7H moons looove music and fashion!💗

• 9H Aquarius moons are normally cultured people.

• Fire moons are the loyalest friends hands down. I said what I said.✋🏽❤️

• Scorpios suns with Sagittarius moons/mercuries somehow be coming up with the funniest life-stories??😭🤣

• I’ve noticed Sagittarius mercuries tend to be awesome yet underrated songwriters! E.g. Nikki Sixx of Mötley Crüe who wrote most of their songs😩🖤

• Say what you will but some Leo risings literally exude not only a very charming but bright aura! David Lee Roth is literally your typical Leo Rising!🦁🌞

#astro community #astroblr #astro posts #astro placements #astrology #astro blog #astro observations #rendezvous-fling #capricorn moon #aquarius moon #gemini rising #aries mercury #aries moon #libra rising #virgo sun #cancer venus #leo mars #sagittarius moon #libra mercury #scorpio mercury #gemini mercury #cancer mercury #capricorn mercury #gemini venus #pisces venus #scorpio venus #fire mars #taurus moon #leo rising #sagittarius mercury

[nieceeee]

smutty toxic baby daddy eren please !!!!!!!!!!!

“SHE’S NOT YOURS…”

P/C: You and Eren aren’t together. You have the right to date other people. But what happens when you actually use that right….

WC: 5.6k

A/N: okay…this one got a liiiittle bit nasty but hopefully I did it justice. It took a minute to get in the zone.

Minors DNI, smut, daddy kink, praise kink, unprotected sex, spanking, oral sex (mrecieving) if I miss any lmk. Just some nasty stuff😂

Tag list: @iloveblogging2

“Y/N!” You heard the familiar voice call behind you, sending a chill down your spine. Damn it you thought to yourself. How the hell did he even find you? You turned slowly to see your baby daddy storming up to you, nostrils flaring in anger. “Rennie.” you breath out trying to get his attention but his eyes are on the man standing next to you. His fists ball at his sides and you can see the clench in his jaw, the muscles working overtime. “Eren. Eren, you need to calm down.” you whisper, laying your hands against his hardened chest. You felt the racing of his heartbeat under the rapid rise and fall of his chest. “Looks like somebody can’t take what they dish out.” Jean’s voice teased from behind you. You roll your eyes and groan internally. Eren’s face shifted to calm as he cut his eyes down at you. “Let’s. Go.” he says, his voice coated in ice. You feel the shiver run through your veins as you give a quick nod and walk over to the bench and grab your things.

“So you just get to come and pull her away from her friends Ren?” Jean challenged. Eren stayed quiet, the muscles in his jaw clenching together. “I mean It isn’t like she is yours anyway.” Jean pushes as he shrugs his shoulders and receives a few chuckles from his friends. At that Eren’s eyes snap back to him, “What?” Eren says, eyes narrowing in and his brows furrowing together. You work quickly to stuff your things into your bag to get back over to them and control the situation. “Y/n, are you okay?” you hear your friend Mikasa call as you toss your phone and keys. You don’t answer, you heartbeat racing as you zip your bag and jog back to where the commotion was.

Anger had Eren in a vice grip, his pulse racing as he clenched and unclenched his fists. “You heard what I said.” Jean smirks at him. “I heard you. I just wanted to see if you were dumb enough to say that shit again.” Eren responds calmly. “Ren.” you say again, your voice begging him. “What did I say do, y/n?” he asks. His green eyes burned with authority. You know there is no stopping him so you silently step forward, pressing your chest into his. Jean scoffs in the background, “Awe, your girl gotta protect you Ren?” “Yeah, keep talking Jean. See what happens.” Eren says. He was trying to keep his composure but he couldn’t help it. He had found out. How? You had no clue but he definitely had found out, you could tell by the way he was reacting to you. “Eren.” you push into him again. He frowns, looking down at you. “Not here.” you say softly. People were starting to look over, whispering about the commotion.

Eren reeled his anger back in. “My car. Now.” He says to you. You intertwine your fingers with his, wrapping them tightly as you tug him towards the parking lot. One thing about Eren, was that he was protective. Especially about you. Anyone who knew him was aware of that. Jean was aware of that and unfortunately for him he didn't know when to shut the fuck up. You needed to get Eren away before any of that anger was unleashed. You pull him by his hand back towards your group of friends who were waiting near the parking lot. “Yeah that's what I thought. That's the reason she needed someone else anyway. Clearly you can't do shit for her.” Jean called out. Eren stilled completely. Fuck you thought to yourself. “Y/n.” He said. You sigh heavily as you loosen your grip on his hand. He turns, tossing his bag to Armin who had walked up to meet you. You watch as he walks forward to where Jean was standing with his friends, a dumb smirk plastered on his face. In a blink, Eren’s fist collided with Jean’s face. “Shit.” Connie and Armin said in unison as they raced across the court. Eren pushed forward, colliding his balled fist into Jean’s stomach. He slumped and hit the ground. Eren cocked back to swing again but his arm was caught. “Bro, come on. You made your point. We got to go!” His friends called out. soft sirens were wailing across town, no doubt headed this way.

They pulled him off of Jean and walked back towards you, your chest rising and falling rapidly. “Rennie.” You start. “Let’s go.” he cuts you off, throwing his arm around your shoulders and leading you to his car. “My car is over there.” you say to him. He walks around and opens the passenger side door, daring you to oppose him. “I hate it when you do this.” you roll your eyes but you get inside the car and click your seatbelt on. Eren slides in and starts the engine. The ride home was dangerously quiet, his anger still rolled off of him in waves. You look out the window, your bottom lip pulled between your teeth in nervousness. Eren was a different person when he was angry. You knew that bottled up aggression would eventually explode and you had a good feeling on what he was going to do to release it.

He pulled into the driveway of his apartment and got out, walking around to open your door. You step out on shaky legs and follow him inside. He hadn’t said anything since you both left the park. Once you stepped in the doorway, he was standing in front of you arms crossed. “Rennie…” you ask but he tilts his head towards the bedroom door. You get that familiar ball of energy in your stomach as you walk down the hall to his room. His presence behind you is like a shadow, fearful and anticipating. You quicken your pace slightly as a low chuckle follows behind you. Once inside the bedroom, you waste no time climbing in the middle of the King sized mattress, sitting crisscrossed and waiting for him to speak.

After a few heavy moments of silence he breaks it, “Is it true?” his voice carries over to you. You felt your chest drop to your stomach. “Eren.” you start. “Don't lie to me, y/n.” His anger palpable. “I- I’m not.” you whisper. “Did you or did you not fuck him?'' His voice was eerily steady. “Eren does it fucking matter? Seriously, I don't question you about the bitches you fuck when we arent talking or your girlfriend. Did you forget about her?” you say titled your head at him. “I don't understand why it's a fucking issue.” you groan. “First off, I’m not with her right now. We are…”’ he paused for a moment, taking in a deep breath. “We are on a break, okay.” he shrugged. “And for two, It's not about other people. It’s THAT one that I have a problem with.” he said, raising his voice again. “Eren. We are not together so I don't understand why you’re so pissed off about this.” you breath out. “Answer the question,” he demanded. “Yes, E. I fucked him okay. Yes, I used protection. Yes, it was one time.” you let out. Eren stilled in front of you again, his chest rising and falling rapidly. His eyes narrowed at me. “E…” you start.

His eyes glossed over, thoughts going primal at the idea of another man pleasing you. At the image of his name falling from your lips as he worked his way inside of you. “Eren…” you say again. His eyes were staring directly into you and that familiar pulsing drummed between your legs. You shouldn’t feel like this at seeing him angry but it always did something to you. You opened your mouth to speak again but he cut your sentence off, “Don’t.” He demanded, walking closer to the bed. “Rules, Don’t speak until you’re spoken to.” He says as he slowly begins to undress. You feel your energy spiking as you watch his hands move the cotton fabric over his head. “Don’t address me by anything other than my title. Do you need a reminder of what those are?” He asked, his voice raspy and thick with lust. “N-no..” you reply breathless. “No?” He lifted his brow at me. “No sir.” He hummed his approval as he walked closer to the bed, tossing his shirt to the side. “Er- Sir?” You speak . “Yes babydoll.” The nickname rolled off his tongue. “I’m sorry.” You whimper softly. “No, you’re not. Not yet. But you will be in the next 15 minutes. Now…” he started standing up straight and raising his chin up. “On your knees.” You slide off the bed onto shaking legs, your toes press down into the soft carpet underneath you. You let out a slow breath and turn to him.

Eren watches as you lower yourself to your knees in front of him. Your heart is beating in your ears as his emerald irises stare down at you. “Last rule. The only words I want to hear from you other than you begging for mercy are fuck, shit, yes and more. If you speak out of turn then you deal with the consequences. Do I make myself clear?” He said. You tremble at the command in his voice and slowly nod your head. He smirked down at me, “Good girl. Now be a good little doll and open your mouth for me.” His voice wraps around your head and trails down your spine causing you to straighten up as you part your lips and wait for your next instruction. The air between the two of you is charged as you sit, your center pulsing gently as you anticipate what he is going to do with you.

As toxic as it may seem, you loved the way he used you when he was angry. The way he would torture your body with pleasure over and over again until you were a drooling mess. How sore you would be the next morning as you look over the gentle bruises against your soft skin from his tightened grip as you tried to escape the overstimulation. It has been so long since you got to experience this side of him, way before he had found out about the baby and before that day in the mall. Your mind tried to pull up those memories but you forced them away. Now wasn't the place for that. Now was simply about sex and the aching feeling that was growing between your legs as you stared at the crotch of his pants, the thick bulge straining against the fabric of his underwear. Your fingers itched to touch him but you knew what would happen if you disobeyed the rules. You wouldn't do it, not right now.

So you waited like the good girl you were until he made his next move. “You like what you see babydoll?” He asked, brow hitched and head tilted to the side in amusement. “Yes sir.” You squeak out. A chuckle comes from his chest. “Yeah, I know. You’ve been thinking about this dick huh?” He asks you. You take a small intake of breath at his words, the deep vibrato coated with his anger and arousal. “I know. My sweet little babydoll has been dreaming about how good this dick does her. I bet when you fucked him, you could only think about me. About the way you pussy squeezed my dick as I fucked you, right?” He teases you. “Y-yes sir.” You repeat, the need building in your body. Eren works his boxers down and you hiss as his glorious length springs out from underneath the fabric. Blood rushing down in his body has him standing at attention in front of you. You take it in. The creamy smooth skin with thick veins running in different patterns all the way up to the wide head that is swollen pink and oozing with beads of his precum. It was right at your lips. You could easily slip your tongue out and let the saltiness tease your buds. Your mouth started to water with anticipation at the familiarity of it all. Your resolve was wavering with each passing second.

“Damn babydoll you drooling already and we haven’t even started yet. You’re so fucking horny for me. I know if I reach down and touch that pussy, you’ll be dripping all down my fucking hand.” He growled down at you. “It’s okay. Daddy’s going to give you just what you want.” His hands come down to grip his dick as he strokes himself softly. More of his cum leaks out and your breath quickens as he brings his tip to your mouth, smearing his mess against your lips. You release a light moan as he pushes past your lips and into the warmth of your mouth. Eren takes a sharp intake of breath to keep his eyes from rolling to the back of his head. You weren’t the only one who missed this. He takes another second, stilling himself to gain control. He wouldn’t let you off the hook that easy.

You suckle on as much as he allows you, savoring in the flavor of him. “You want some more huh? You want more of daddy’s dick down your throat. Or you still thinking about him?” He grumbled. You plead against him, leaning forward to take more of his dick between your lips. Your pleas sound more like gurgling in the back of your throat. “Maybe I shouldn’t even let you taste this dick since you can't fucking seem to keep what’s belongs to me to me. You like giving away my things babydoll?” Eren asks, increasing the speed of his strokes. You give a gentle head shake as you look up at him, hoping your pleas show through your widened eyes and the way your tongue desperately swirls against his tip.

He starts slowing, inching himself further towards your throat and you gladly accept all of him. You won’t admit how much you’d been craving him. Since that night at your house, you both had been distant from each other. He rarely stared over longer than he should and you knew something was off but he wouldn’t speak on it. You both had given each other space but you still had needs. So the one night you got some free time while your son was with his dad, you decided to let loose as a mama. Your friends had you out and about and somehow by the end of the night, you ended up in the bed with Jean. You remember everything. The drinking, sloppy kisses, and pisspoor sex. It only made you irritated that you wasted your time as you made your way back to Eren to pick up your son that Sunday afternoon.

Eren knew something had happened. He knew you better than anyone. So when you kept avoiding his gaze and being short with him, he realized that something had happened. And when he found out he was pissed. Did he have the right to be? No, of course not. He had no claim over you. You were single and had every right to be with who you wanted. I mean, he had been with someone, emphasis on ‘had been’. But that night when he laid down and his mind was plagued with the thought of you calling another man's name. Another name pushing into your juicy walls and he massages the softness of your hips. He didn't sleep for a week because he was haunted by that image. And when he pulled up to the park and saw you standing next to him, all common sense flew out the damn window. All he could see were those images and red. His anger got the best of him as he stormed up to you both and it was his anger leading you both to this moment here.

Where he looks down at you on your knees, his dick halfway in your mouth. He watches as you suck on him, desperate to please him. He knows you didn't mean anything by fucking Jean but his anger didn't care. His fingers come up and rub into your scalp, causing you to release a moan against him. “Fuck y/n.” He lets out. Eren tries to think of a comeback but you slurp at him and cause his brain to blank for a moment. Your juicy lips wrap around his girth as you suck him deeper into your mouth. Your tongue slides against the bottom of his dick as you pull your head back before taking him in again. He feels himself wanting to give in to you. To take you and stroke you slow and whisper sweet nothings to you like he loves so much. But he can’t cater to you right now. Now, you need to remember exactly who you belong to.

Eren fucks your mouth, holding your head still as he pushes his dick to the back of your throat. You gag slightly but take a deep breath through your nose and focus on breathing as his thickness continues to push towards the back of your throat. Slob spills out the corners of your lips and your eyes water but you remain still, allowing him to abuse your face how he sees fit. Eren feels himself coming closer to an orgasm. He feels the way your throat contracts slightly against him but you won’t give up. You are his good girl for a reason. “Fuck, you’re doing so good babydoll.” He grunts, the head of his dick pushing deeper into the back of your throat. He knows he is supposed to be punishing you but he can't help but give you some praise. He wouldn't be him if he didn't. Beads of sweat drip down Eren’s forehead and he holds the sides of your face, his strokes getting sloppier and more aggressive. He is so fucking close and you both know it. His eyes screw shut as he pants above you. You wanted to see him, needed to see the way his eyes glossed over when he came. That familiar soft blinking as his lips part slightly, a small ‘o’ forming on his lips as his body convulses slightly when his nut spills down your throat.

Your nails dig into your legs as you resist the urge to reach out and pull him closer, forcing him to look you in your eyes. “Fuck babydoll ‘m gone…” he groans. Eren feels the tingle of his impending orgasm. You anticipate it, hoping to feel his cum drip down your throat and you get just what you want. He jerks slightly as a ‘fuck’ falls from his lips, he spurts into your mouth, the warm thick cream filling your jaw as his saltiness washes over your taste buds. He swiped his thumbs underneath your eyes, collecting the smeared makeup and running mascara against his fingertip. You look up at him still on your knees. Lips swollen and red, his cum still sitting in the curve of your tongue. “Swallow.” Eren demands. He watches the movement of your throat as you savor him. You still kneel in front of him, heart racing and the juices from your pussy running down your inner thighs from the excitement of pleasing him. You didn't have to look to know your panties were soaking wet.

Eren hitches his head, commanding you to stand. Your knees are slightly red and small indents are in the fluff of your carpet as you rise from the position you are in. He watches as you walk to the bed, assuming his favorite and familiar position. You climb towards the middle of your mattress and turn to face the headboard. Your cheek hits the pillow as you arch your ass up into the air and wait. You feel the weight shift in the bed as Eren’s warm body comes up next to you. “Now babydoll, you care to explain to me why I had to find out you were fucking that lame?’ He questions you. “Re-..” you start but are cut off by his thick hand coming down hard on your ass. The cool air brushes against the stinging sensation as you groan into the comforter. “Rule number one…” He brings his hand down again in the same spot but slightly harder. Your pussy clenches at the pain as you feel your juices leaking out. “Look at your pussy fucking dripping. You like this shit, huh? You like making daddy mad so I can teach you a lesson, right?” He asks, dragging his fingers from your clit and back around to your opening, smearing your wetness all over your pussy and your ass.

“Yes sir.” You breath out. “Yeah, I know you do. That’s why you did that bullshit.” He slightly pouts at you. You know that wasn't the reason. The night with Jean was honestly a random one and anyone who was there would’ve known that. But there was no way in hell you would say that right now. Not while he was like this. So you kept your mouth shut as Eren rubbed lazy circles on your pussy. “Yeah. You did that. But you’re about to wish you never let him touch you.” He says before removing his hand and moving around you. You feel one hand grip your side as the other runs over your spine, leaving a trail of chills in it's place. He doesn’t warn you. Eren slips his dick all the way inside of you, spreading your walls wide with his thickness. “Fuck.” You gasp softly and clench, unintentionally leaning forward at the feeling.

You had fucked him plenty of times before but it was never enough to get use to his size. Eren was long, yes but it was the girthiness of his dick that always had your toes curling and essentially what had you letting him nut inside of you before, hence the reason he was your baby daddy to begin with. “Damn, you running already. I haven’t even fucked you yet.” He laughed sadistically. He grips both your hips and slams you back against him until his dick was sheathed deep into your core. “FUCK” you cry out as your fingers grip the cover underneath you, your toes curling into tight balls. “Yeah, that’s more like it.”Eren grunts in your ear as he holds you in place. His dick pulses between your legs as your walls release and contract against him. “You like taking dick so much, let's see how well you do with this.”

Eren is pissed. You can tell in every action he takes. He has your hips in a vice grip as he rams into you, his tip hitting that overly sensitive spot in you that makes you shiver. He fucks every ounce of frustration he has into you. Your pussy swells at the roughness but you love the sensation. “That’s right. Take daddy’s dick like a good girl.” He grunts. He pounds into you without remorse, the thoughts of you crying out to another man like you were doing now only making him push harder. “Yes daddy, so good.” Your words slur together, as he fucks your senses from you, drool slightly dripping from your lips and your eyes roll back. You couldn’t think, you could only feel the sensation of him. Eren shifts your hips back slightly, arching you pass your limits and continues to pump into you. You feel his tip brush against your cervix and you let out a yelp and your hands shoot back to press against his chest. He slaps your wrists and continues to fuck you. You’re panting underneath him trying your best not to squirm but the intensity is getting stronger. You cry out Eren’s name and you cum all over his dick but he doesn’t stop.

He continues to pump into you. The sounds of your wetness getting louder with every stroke he makes. Eren was going to fuck you until you couldn’t move. Because then you wouldn't be able to go to another man, let alone think about one. He was going to try and break you. Just the way you like him to and only him. That possessive thought puts a smile on his face and gives him another energy boost.

Once again your hands reach around and press against him to try and offer yourself some sort of relief. “Oh My God Rennie.” You call out, tears streaming down your face. “God can’t save you now princess. Now move your fucking hands and take this shit.” He growled. You feel him pushing harder as if he was trying to break through you, your walls squeeze around his dick. You can't help that you slide forward but Eren notices. “Oh you still running? Bet.” He takes both of your hands into one of his and locks them snug behind your back. Then he lifts one of his legs and presses it into the bed and fucks you into the mattress. “I bet he didn’t make you run like this. Nobody fucks this pussy like I do.” He mumbles with each stroke.

Your body starts to tremble and you feel your thighs giving out. You slide down onto the bed, your stomach dropping into the mattress but it doesn’t stop him. He lowers his leg and changes positions, slipping both of his legs between yours to spread your pussy as you rest in missionary position. He fucks you deep until you're creaming on his dick again. “Yeah, give me my shit.” He says as he drives into you. Your body loves the way he is treating you as you reach your second climax. You need to take a second to try and catch your breath but Eren doesn’t give you anytime to breath. He slips out for a moment and grips your leg, flipping you on your back. Eren grips your calves and presses your legs back, sliding his hand down to curve of your knees as he pushes them close to your ears. He slips his dick back into you with ease and begins to thrust his hips forward, fucking your walls as he spreads your thighs wider.

“Ren... I can’t please. Please, it's too much.” You scream out. “You don’t fucking say you can’t around me.” He says as he grips your throat and squeezes softly. The familiar butterflies form in your stomach. “You’re my good girl right? You don't give up on daddy, right?” He encourages you. Eren refuses to let up, his anger not being satiated. He needs more of you. All of you. And he wasn't stopping until he was for sure it was all his. “This is my pussy. Only mine. Do you understand me babydoll” his deep voice commands you. He releases your neck and spreads your legs wider “Yes.” You let out, your body starting to shake. “Yes who?” He asks. “Yes sir.” You cry literal tears. “Nah, I want you to tell me babydoll. Tell me it's mine.” he says, a light begging coating his words. He needed to hear you say it. Eren knows that although he was on top, you were the one who was controlling him. It was an irrational fear toying with his mind but still he couldn’t stop until he heard it fall from your lips. “It’s yours daddy. This pussy is yours. All yours.” you give him exactly what he wants, the truth. You both knew it. Eren lets a growl rip from him chest and he fucks you as deep as you can take it. Your thighs burn from being stretched back so far but you disregard it.

“Good fucking girl. Now show daddy how much you love this dick.” Eren says, his anger slowly starting to fade and that familiar longing in his chest taking it's place. Repositioning himself he grinds into your pussy slowing his speed but pushing deeper into your stomach. You feel yourself teetering over the edge again. You moan loudly. “Yeah that’s my girl. Talk to me babydoll.” He caresses, grabbing your chin and making you look him in the eyes. “Daddy, I’m going to cum please.” You call out. You feel the heavy wave of liquid rushing down to your core. You knew what was coming next. “Give it to me baby. Let me have it.” Eren takes his time with each stroke but makes sure that he pushes into the top of your pussy, right where that spot was. “Fuck!” You scream out over and over as your orgasm ripples through your body like a tidal wave, splashing against your thighs and Eren’s chest. Eren reaches down and rapidly rubs against your clit, making sure that you release everything and creating a bigger mess in the process. “That’s my girl, fuck I'm going to cum in you babydoll.” He groans as you feel the warmth of his nut coat your insides as you continue to squirt your wetness onto him.

Thankfully you got on birth control after your son was born…

You’re lightheaded and drunk on lust by the time you come down. His strokes slow to a halt. You both sit there for a moment. Eren’s dick still pulsing inside of you and he holds your trembling legs. He slips out of you, both of your juices spilling onto the mattress. Eren hovers over you, his breathing leveling out and his heart rate slows back down to it's regular pace. Your nerves start to get the best of you once your mind clears. You both stare at each other for a while, unsure of exactly where to go from here. “E-…” you start. “Don’t.” He interrupted. He sits back onto his knees in the bed. “Come here.” He says. You pause at first unsure of your next move. He waits patiently. “Please, y/n.” He says softly. You lift your body and slowly shuffle closer to him.

Eren pulls you into his arms by your waist. You allow him to wrap you up in his arms. He holds you close, dropping his head into your neck and inhaling your scent. You allow him the time he needs, feeding into his love language. You gently stroke your fingers from his soft hair and down his back, the tips of nails edging against his spine. He hums his thanks into your skin before planting soft kisses on you. Finally pulling back from you, he lets out a breath. “You okay now?” You ask him looking up into his eyes. He leans down and presses his lips against your temple. “I’m sorry.” He lets out. “Fuck, I- I overreacted. I just saw you standing there with him and I had just heard about you two. I-…” he fumbles over his words trying to explain himself. “Were you jealous Rennie?” You tease. “Fuck yes.” He growled at you, nipping at your bottom lip.

He knew he had no right to be. He knew he had no claim on you. But that didn't mean you weren’t his. He couldn’t help himself around you. You grab his face and turn his eyes to meet yours. “Are you sure you’re okay?” You ask softly. “I will be.” He responds. He takes the time to look over your body at the mess he made. The dried cum on your inner thigh to the bruises on your hips. His fingers slide over them gently. “Hurt?” He asks. “Not too bad.” You shrug. He nods slightly, his brows furrowing in confusion. “Rennie, you’re being a dad.” You fuss. “I am your daddy.” He smirks. “You know what I mean.” You roll your eyes and playfully smack his shoulder. “Speaking of being a dad. Is he okay?” He asks. “Yeah, he’s with my parents for the week. Being spoiled rotten.” You giggle. Eren smiles to himself. That warmth spreads through him again as he sits with you in his lap, watching the way your eyes light up when your talk about the child you share.

“Okay, well let's get you cleaned up and fed, yeah?” He says sweetly. You nod and allow him to cater to you. He wraps your legs around his waist and scoots off the bed. “Shoot let me text my mom too. Just to check in.” you say. He sits you down on your feet, making sure you are steady before going to the bathroom to run you some water. You search around for your phone and spot it on the bed tangled in the sheets. “Damn it, this isn't mine.” you say flipping the phone over and looking at the screen you smile to yourself as his lock screen comes into view. The picture of the three of you the day c/n was born pops up. You rub against the screen at the picture, but the phone opens up for you. “You still have my face in your pho-...” you start to tease but your words get caught in your throat. “You were saying something babydoll?” he asks as he walks out. You turn to Eren, your eyes wide with nerves and anxiety pulsing through your veins. “Rennie” you whisper softly. He hears the concern in your voice and comes to check on you, hands reaching out to your waist. “What’s wrong? Did I hurt you too bad?” He questioned. You shake your head slightly. Your wrist turns and shows him the screen and his face pales slightly. “Fuck.” He whispers.

On the screen was an ongoing call. Your heartbeat out of your ears as you stared at her name. The phone timer is at 20 minutes and counting. Your hand shakes as you both stare down in silence before the call ends. Your eyes met his and an uneasy wave washed over you both. She heard everything…

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containment • e. jaeger

synopsis: you’re the newest female guard at an all male prison. No one said it’d be easy but you were prepared for anything..except the new inmate on your cell block.

themes: forbidden romance/relationship, prisoner eren, modern au, correctional officer reader (black and fem coded) power play, lots of fantasizing and masturbation, consensual sex, he’s also a heavy switch and minors do not and i cannot stress this e-fucking-nough..interact!

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📝: I’m up at 3am, letting my insane thoughts win again so please don’t hold this against me if it’s too long or just wild in general but this is just some notes/imagines to what will be a full, multi-part fic eventually, just wanted to mainly focus on the spicy stuff for now.

you were one of the only three female guards to ever work at the state’s all male maximum security prison. A facility notorious for housing some of the county’s most terrifying criminals..naturally, it was said to be no place for a woman and you were subjected to harassment, heckling and sometimes violence but you didn’t allow it to stop your goals. As physically strong as you were stubborn, you didn’t fear them in the slightest.

it was only six months after your assignment to the close containment unit that he was put onto your floor and things began to shift..an inmate by the name of eren jaeger; he was most certainly different from the other convicts you made contact with on a daily basis…

never gives you a hard time, always complied and is always in his cell either drawing or reading. If they didn’t give him time off for good behavior, you didn’t know who would get it. Also was super intelligent.

sort of intimidated the other guards and prisoners because of his eerie silence. They didn’t know why he’d been on a floor like this but act so well behaved. no one ever got on his bad side though..they knew better because he’d remind them why he was locked up in the first place.

has a slick ass mouth and every time you asked what he was there for, his response was “whatever they say I did.”

you didn’t make it your mission to be chummy with the prisoners, but he made the job a bit more tolerable. “good morning, officer (l/n)..” it was how he always greeted you..in addition to a little faint smile and telling you how pretty you were that day, whether barefaced or with some light makeup on and oddly enough, he always knew the scent of your perfume. “I can compliment my favorite guard, can’t I? Is that allowed?” the sarcasm and sweet gestures were something you had grown accustomed to. “You’re as cute as you are dangerous, Jaeger. Too bad for you, they don’t reduce sentences for adorable one liners.” although those words should have meant nothing come from a criminal…

it’s one day, however..when you were seeing him off to library cleanup duty that it went from harmless flirtation to a heated, forbidden love affair. “Not to be gross or anything but I gotta go take a piss, officer. I’ve been holding it since we left the cell.” he had been working diligently without a break for two hours so you’d allow it.

never had to worry about him trying anything as he had seen you take down men twice his size by yourself and even had subdued him once after a fight was incited by somebody else but he didn’t back down. (an ass whooping from you he’d soon never forget).

during that little bathroom break, you accidentally caught a glimpse of what he was working with…down south! You’d try to look away but really couldn’t help yourself. The man was hung like a horse. As a guard, you were to remain professional so the thoughts had to subside.

it was all but inevitable when you’d take him to the rec yard for exercise and you’d watch him do curl ups on the metal bars. His entire muscular back and arms riddled in tattoos; some professional pieces and others by the tip of an ink pen etched in prison. It’d be a huge violation if you’d ever acted on them and to you, that’s what made the fantasy all the more hotter.

on the trip back to finish up his last bit of library work, he utters something to you that made you freeze… “I know you were watching me earlier, officer..in the bathroom. I could feel those pretty little eyes of yours staring. Such a pervert.” Muttering sarcastically because his nasty ass loved the thought! To which you’d call his bluff and ask him so what if you were and he’d double down on it. “Then next time I’ll let you come help.” He always had a witty, smart mouthed comeback for everything.

it was getting harder to deny the sexual tension that was brewing though and as it were only the two of you left, the banter would become more and more risqué. Completely inappropriate and wrong but it felt so right..

“Can I get a good night kiss?” asks it every night when you take him back to his cell, to which you’d only ignore and instead, shove a stick of gum between his lips as a reward for his hard work..it was as close it were going to get for now.

it was when you got home that those disgusting desires could run rampant. In the solitude of your shower or bedroom, you were free to fantasize about this man and all of the things you wanted him to do you. Touching yourself, wishing it were him…a filthy criminal. From pinning your legs back and pumping you full of dick. Slapping, choking and tugging on your hair. Riding his pretty little face as you came all over his tongue. unbeknownst, he felt the same.

truthfully, it couldn’t be helped..watching the plump curvature of your ass sway in those black uniform cargos and your big supple tits tightly stuffed into that grey polo with the prison’s insignia on the left breast pocket every day drove him crazy. Those plump, juicy lips always covered in gloss that he wouldn’t mind shoving his cock between. Holding your head still while he throat fucks you into oblivion. And he just knew that pussy was fat with a mean grip. Many of nights had he lied in this cell, quietly stroking himself to the thought of his favorite guard bouncing on his dick, riding him before he’d take over and fuck up into you..smacking that round ass as he covers it in baby oil.

hearing you cry out his name..telling him how big it is as he forces all nine of those thick inches in you until it fits..just a few of the dozens of scenarios he’d play in his dirty, perverted mind. It had been years since he’d felt the touch of a woman so it was hard to restrain himself. He’d end up biting his sheets a way to gag his moans as his enclosed fist pumped until he’d splatter a giant nut all over his knuckles. Luckily he was alone in here.

when you returned to work a couple days later, that steamy tension had reached its boiling point and during day duty, you couldn’t take anymore. You needed him now! Favor was in your corner because he happened to be caught with cigarettes he smuggled from another inmate, which would have been a big infraction.

but instead, you snuck him off to a nearby closet where he’d become your personal fuck toy for the afternoon in exchange for your silence. It was his own damn fault..violating the rules and looking so damn good all the time. And he didn’t hesitate!

“You can keep a secret, can’t you, officer? I promise I won’t tell if you won’t.” taunting as he forced you back on his thick cock with his shackled hands. He’s made you squirt more times than any man ever has and it had been so long since he’d been in some pussy and especially one this tight so you had to keep him quiet because he was losing his shit. Didn’t hold it against him when he came too quick and..inside of you because you had been waiting a long time for it.

now, it’s become a regular occurrence. You can’t leave him alone and vice versa. Makes sure that no one else give you a hard time ever again and would handle it personally if they did. Guards included..in return you make sure he gets a little more on his commissary or drops him in a few cigarettes or snacks when it’s permitted. Even letting him get extra time outside, just so you could have him to yourself.

Can’t exactly communicate via cell phones so he writes you love letters that he hides in areas around the prisons for you to read when you get home. Full of filthy detail of how he’d be fucking you if he were a free man, how much he adores you and of course, all the trouble the two of you will get into the next time his beloved CO comes into work.

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“New Bodyguard… huh”

Part 2 finally (a little short like Jenna)

Jenna's POV

"Hey Sophie" (her agent)

"Jenna."

"That's me..."

"What is about this photo, and isn't that the new bodyguard I sent out...?!"

"Yeah"

"JENNA."

"The photo only showed us sitting on the couch plus you can barely tell that's me"

"Exactly the press with come to a conclusion that it is you in the photo and rumors will spread"

"We didn't even do anything"

"That doesn't matter, people with make shit up and you can't do anything about it."

"I don't know Soph"

"Well you kind of have to do something about it you can't have Americas 'it girl' have something with somebody and not come out about it"

"Why can't I have a relationship with somebody, why can't I keep it a secret?!?"

"Because people will find out, and will expose you anyway so you might as well come out now."

"What if I don't have a relationship with anyone"

"Then you tell everyone that, just figure it out then come to me."

"Ugh.... Fine I got to go bye"

"By-"

I hung up on my agent because I was pissed, but I had to tell Y/n about this.

“Hey everything all right Jen?”

“Yeah, Y/n everything’s good… other than this photo being out to the public.”

“What photo?”

“This one”

She looked like she just saw a ghost after she saw the photo, but I couldn’t blame her I did too. I couldn’t believe someone would just randomly take a photo of me and her,

Yet again it’s not that suprising because I am Americas ‘it girl’ right now.

“Who did this?!?”

“Idk.. but I think we should talk Y/n, about us”

“About what? About me sleeping over, we didn’t even hold hands or anything..!”

“I-.. I know but I want us to be something”

“Jenna-.. I don’t think that would be professional of us. I mean think about it, I’m your bodyguard”

“I know but you could protect me more efficiently now, you know like day and night type of job”

“I-I…. Let me think about it”

I smiled and ran to give her a hug, before she had to leave. I loved the way she smelt, but it didn’t last long.

“I gotta go Jen”

“Okay…”

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I wanted to stay in bed and forget what happened yesterday but I needed to face Y/n for the answer

So I got up and got dressed just to change again when we get to the studio.

I walked out my door to Y/n standing there by her car waiting for me

“Hey Jenna,”

“Hey Y/n,”

We both greeted each other then she opened the door for me, such a gentleman Gentlewomen

We were both in the car, and she was driving normally but then another car came out of no where and hit us

I was knocked unconscious and the last thing I heard were sirens

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I woke up in a hospital with my mom beside me

“Oh my god, honey, are you okay”

“Yeah, I’m fine… where’s Y/n? Is she okay?”

“Oh honey I don’t know but I’m sure she’s fine.”

I got up with my mom protesting me to lay back down

“Jenna you need to sit back down you’re gonna hurt yourself more”

“I’ll be fine mom I just have to find Y/n”

I left the room to go to the front desk to ask where Y/n was

“Hello ma’am do you know where a girl named Y/n L/n is?”

“Sorry give me one moment.. are you family?”

“Uhh… yes I’m her wife”

“Okay room 128”

“Thank you”

“You’re welcome honey”

I ran off to where Y/n’s room was hoping she was okay

When I found her room I ran into it and she was asleep laying down

So I went to her bedside glad she was okay and I fell asleep knowing that she was

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Sorry for taking three years on this I was having terrible writers block plus I’ve been dealing with a lot of school stuff. I hope you like this

Btw sorry for lying in the spicy part. It’s the next one that will anyways have a nice rest of your day raccoon faces..!

#jenna ortega x female reader #jenna ortega #jenna ortega x fem!reader #jenna ortega x reader #jenna ortega x you #ghostface!tara #jenna ortega smut #tara carpenter x reader #wednesday addams x reader #wednesday x reader

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aot people and what dogs they have

this was funnnn , no warnings !!

starting off , i feel like eren would have a french bulldog 😭 he don’t even seem like a big dog typa person (not in the animal way) but he would def name the dog after him like with the same initials or something. like ej (eren jeager) jr.

“ej jr, getcho ass back over here.”

“bruh ej jr ian even playin nomo bruh.”

“junior, why you eat my new…” and take a deep ass breath. “why you eat my new shoes?”

but to be honest he can’t even be mad cus him and the dog act just alike 💀 and i feel like ej jr would be hella nice, just play too much (like eren). like the amount of times this dog has took off down the sidewalk and eren just stood there, sick and tired of the bullshit. he’d definitely be one of those people that would be like “dogs too much to handle” but kept the dog no matter whatttt.

next up is connie, who would prolly have a doberman i’m not even finna lie. like he would want a dog that looks scary, but isn’t actually mean. and that’s specifically his dog.

like he’s trained enough that if connie tells him to attack like for real, that mf gon attack. but he’s trained enough to know if connie just playin or not. but he got it kinda good cus when i say everybody is scared of this boys dog …. it ain’t even funny 💀

everybody is scared of it except for the main group. he gotta keep it in its room (yet it had its own room) for somebody to come over his house.

and i feel like he’d name it like domino or spade (ykyk).

“yo spade come here lil bro!”

“spade go eat yo food, you had me fixing that shit for nun.”

“spade. go in yo room fool.”

he also squares up and play fights wit the dog 😭.

next up is jean. now this mf know he wrong, but he would have one of them tall ass dogs, like a irish wolfhound or sumn.

now this dog is sum else, jeans dog would be hella chill, but taking it out in public? 💀shiddd. everybody staring and looking like a mf and he honestly, HONESTLYYY don’t understand why. people will literally be like “bruh, that dog is huge as fuck.” and he’ll just be like “ion know what y’all be talmout, but ight.” AND IT AINT NO ACT cus he tall too😭.

the dogs name would prolly be clifford, ngl. the only difference is that the dog ain’t red. but other than that, he chill as hellll.

“clifford, stop tryna eat paper and shit!”

“cliff’ you chewed my bottle of water bro.”

“clifford, go. just go sit down, damn.”

there’s really no problems with this dog other than the fact that it’s big, but it’s trained a lot and hella good. like the dog knows to sit down in its normal spot when people come over and not to try to jump on people when they’re standing up, stuff like that.

so ony would probably have a small dog just like eren, and it’d probably be a papillon and lemme tell you, he would literally treat this dog like a princesssss omggg.

buy her clothes, paint her nails, brush and comb her hair, brush her teeth, treats everywhere in the bottom of the pantry. like he’ll treat the dog like his own daughter. he always holds her, she’s trained (kind of), like what else could a dog ask for?

but the namewise, i feel like he’d name his dog princeee, honestly. 😭

“princess, bring yo tiny ass-“

“you hungry, P’?”

“princess get that shit out yo mouth!”

of course he’ll only fuss at the dog if she really being disobedient like the time his bed was covered in toilet paper, like ten rolls.

now speaking of fussing, mikasa will forever get fussed at for buying not one, but two black perro de prasa canarios. when i say this girl don’t give a damn bout walking at night with her hands full at all, even when the dogs ain’t on a leash, they’re trained REALLY good. so when she’s actually scared or nervous about somebody following her, they’ll do exactly what she says. full on barking and then stopping mid bark when she says so.

everybodies scared of her dog (and connie would be jealous because not that many people really care about his when they see hers) but it’s not even on purpose, she just wants them for protection honestly.

their names would probably be bullet and gun. obviously.

“gun, bullet, why is there dog food everywhere?”

“gun, bro stop tryna fight bullet.”

“bullet, stop shaking water everywhere!”

bullet is bullet because he got a lot of energy and gun is gun because he’s more intimidating. like they got the spike collars and all, mikasa was not playing.

last but not least, sasha would have a dog that she could laugh at everyday, like a greyhound.

now honestly her and this dog will argue each other from the minute she wakes up to the minute she goes back to sleep. they would be so on and off. 😭 but she’d dress the dog up and stuff and be really nice to it.

the only thing she’d really laugh at is how skinny the dog looks. but the name would probably be bones.

“bones, stop chewing on my airpods cases!”

“bones, get out. please get out.”

“bones stop scratching meee!”

but she obviously loves her dog cus she’s the type to have it since she was like 16 maybe. and they play fight too but she always ends up losing the fight, and one of her lashes in the process.

let’s not talk about how i fg to put armin, hope u enjoyed.

#aot headcanons #aot x reader #connie springer #aot connie #aot onyankopon #onyankapon #sasha braus #eren headcanons #jean kirschtein headcanons #connie headcanons #jean headcanons #aot imagines #mikasa headcanons

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Can we get prompt 22 & 25 with Maria Hill (angst w/ hap end (maybe slight smut if ur comfortable)) PLEASE 🙏🏼

22. “You can still use your legs, so don’t say that I was jealous again”

25. “Don’t cover my bite marks, or I might just have to add more”

A/n: so this was my first time writing Maria and I didn’t wanna immediately write smut. Sorry :/

Maria was normally a totally closed off person, the team often tried to engage her and it took several years for her to finally tell them something. But it was never something really really personal which made them even more surprised when she brought a girl to Starks party. On her arm was a beautiful y/h/c girl wearing a shorter dress and gazing up at her with utter admiration.

“Oh wow, who’s that?” Sam asked Steve who was also starring at you. Next to him on the couch, Natasha, Bruce and Wanda were also starring at you.

“I do not know but I am going over there” Wanda said and walked over to you. By now you were standing at the bar, ordering for you and your girlfriend. “Hey there” the brunette spoke up as she slid next to you, shooting you an overconfident smirk.

“Hello” you smiled at her friendly before looking straight ahead again, you weren’t really interested in having a conversation.

“You know, I would have thought that god would keep an angel like you to himself” She asked coming a bit closer again. You had to bite your lip to stop your laugh.

“Is this how you talk to everyone here?” You asked with a grin and turned towards her.

“No, just pretty girls. My names Wanda” she stretched out her hand for you to take, her smile even cockier than before.

“I’m y/n and I gotta go” you said after shaking her hand as your drinks arrived. While Wanda was nice and kinda funny you’d rather be with Maria. So you took your drinks and walked away and past the couch were the others sat.

“What was that?” Maria asked once you were back, taking the drink from your hand. She eyed Wanda who walked back to the couch with a small pout.

“She just wanted to say hi” you weren’t going to tell her the flirting stuff because you didn’t want the agent to hurt her. But she could see through your lies and only gave you an ‘mhm’ before continuing her conversation.

The whole evening went like that, somebody’ either from the team or somebody else, came to you and tried to flirt. It annoyed Maria unbelievably but she didn’t wanna cause a scene and she trusted you. So she let you be on the other side of the room, but always keeping an eye on you, just in case somebody made you uncomfortable.

You could see Maria’s face turn red once Wanda came back and started to touch you. They weren’t forceful or anything, her hand on your arm or your shoulder, sometimes innocently grazing your thigh. It was hard to hide your grin, so you turned your head the other way.

At one point nearly everybody left except the team, some dudes you didn’t know, you and Maria. Fury even came to visit once it was just you guys, he was the one who wanted to introduce you. “Everybody, this is my assistant and new agent y/n y/l/n. She will be here the next couple of days when we have our conferences” he said and gave you a pat on the shoulder before sitting down. You sat down between Maria and Sam which turned out to be a big mistake.

“You know, you could assist me in my bedroom tonight” he told you with a smile, his arm laying behind you on the couch.

“I’ll pass but thank you” you mumbled leaning further into Maria. You wanted to climb on her lap and hide your face in her neck but she didn’t wanna tell the team so you just scooted away a bit.

At one point Natasha came to rescue and made you sit next to her and on the edge of the couch. Sure she was flirting too, but it wasn’t as sexual and way more funny. Plus, you kinda liked the way Maria looked at you once Natasha was flirting with you and she wasn’t close enough to stop it.

“Alright, it was really nice to meet everyone but you know, early day tomorrow. So I’ll see you then, thanks again Tony” you said as you stood up, waving everybody except Natasha and Wanda who decided to hug you. Much to Maria’s dismay.

You waited outside for about ten minutes, knowing that Maria wasn’t gonna take long. A small grin on your lips as you leaned against the wall, purse in hand. It took her longer than you thought to come down, 25 minutes passed when you finally saw her. But your smile fell when your girlfriend came down the stairs with one of the dudes you didn’t know, his arm slightly wrapped around her waist and a smile on both of their lips. They talked for a short moment, Maria typing on his phone before he leaned down. You weren’t stupid and Maria wasn’t either, be planned to kiss her, probably hoping to take her home but she turned her head in the right moment for him to kiss her check.

You were fuming when she came over to you. A stupid cooky smile on her damn face. “What the hell?” You asked with a strong voice, an annoyed look on your face.

“What? You think you’re the only one who can flirt?” She asked walking to the car before you could answer. You rolled your eyes and sat in the passenger seat.

“Flirting? I was being flirted with, I didn’t do anything actively. You were the one who gave a dude her number and he nearly kissed you” you tried to stay reasonable but it was no use. “God what the hell were you thinking?” You shook you head looking out of the window.

“You started all of this, they were all over you” her eyes flickered over to you as you stood on a red light. She watched as your brows furrowed and your head lightly shook.

“So what? I didn’t do anything except being nice, they’re your friends!” You told her as you got out of the car, house key already in your hand. Both of you walking through the door and letting everything fall to the floor.

“Oh so suddenly being nice means whoring yourself out?”

“What the hell? I was being nice, you were the one who flirted around and nearly kissed somebody else! You wanted to keep this secret and now you can’t deal with the fact that other people might want me too”

“Please, this is not what this is about” she screamed back making you roll your eyes and turn around. “What are you doing?” She asked.

“I’m leaving Maria, this is useless. You don’t trust me but you wanna keep me a secret. This won’t work like that and I do not feel like arguing with a brick wall right now” you argued back, your keys already in your hand.

“You’re being pity, y/n” this time you couldn’t help but laugh.

“I’m being pity? You’re the one who’s pity, you’re jealous and you can’t deal with it Maria” you told her sternly, pulling of your second stiletto with an annoyed sigh.

The next sound that escaped you was a yelp as the brunette had picked you up and carried you into the bedroom. “Wanna say that again?” She asked teasingly as she threw you onto the bed. You were in for a night.

A couple of hours later, Maria fell next to your own sweaty body. She waited a couple of moment before doing so to make sure you had calmed down. She then stood up to get a cloth to clean you. “Open your legs love” she mumbled which made you whine but do so nonetheless. “You can still use your legs, so don’t say I was jealous again” she told you with a raised eyebrow and a grin.

Once she was done cleaning you and got you a glass of water she laid behind you, her arms wrapped around your waist as she carefully intertwined your legs. “I gave him the wrong number by the way” she suddenly whispered into your neck, placing a soft kiss there. “I wouldn’t have given him my number under any circumstances” she added, her thumb carefully stroking your hand.

“You better” you mumbled before falling asleep.

The next morning Maria woke up before you, but instead of getting up she decided to stay in bed with you a bit longer as she admired her work on your neck. There were countless hickeys scattered across your neck, your shoulder, your breasts and your thighs. She couldn’t wait for the moment you saw them.

Not long after your alarm started to ring which made you stir, immediately turning towards Maria and hiding in the crook of her neck to avoid getting up. “Come on sleepy head, we gotta get going” she mumbled and pressed a kiss to your head before getting into the shower. Once you were awake enough you followed her, the bathroom already full of steam, covering the mirror.

You showered way longer than you actually should have, but if you have the opportunity to shower with your really beautiful and smart girlfriend, you don’t say no. So you hurried out of the shower, grabbed some clothes and dried your hair before returning into the bathroom to do your makeup. Your mouth fell open once you looked into the mirror. “Maria hill! You better move your ass in here right now” you screamed.

When she came in she was already wearing her annoyingly sexy smirk which meant that she definitely knew what this was about. Her arms wrapped around your waist as she stood behind you, holding the hand that was getting the concealer down. “Don’t” was the only thing she said as she smiled at you through the mirror.

“What? I can’t go to work like this”

“Don’t cover my bite marks or I might just have to add more” she said sternly, “you know I mean it” a heavy kiss was placed on your neck before her arms unwrapped themselves.

“This is gonna be fun” you mumbled as you put down the concealer and tried to move your hair so it was covering most of your neck. Unsuccessfully so.

The moment you set foot into the conference room it was clear that this was going to be the most embarrassing day of your life. You were still standing at the door when everybody’s eyes were on you. “Damn! Y/n got lucky last night” Tony laughed causing your face to turn red. You were teased her and there before Maria came inside, her hand immediately going from your waist to your ass as she pulled you closer and led you towards your seats.

She was quick to turn around and send Sam and Natasha a wink before pulling out your chair. Now it was their turn to blush and look down which made you chuckle. “Who would have thought?” Clint said clearly surprised as he watched you and Maria while Tony grinned.

“Maria” he called out and threw a piece of paper towards her to gain her attention. “Nice” he said with a nod and a proud look on his face which made everybody laugh.

“I will just say this to be clear, the next person who flirts with her is gonna get their ass handed. Is that clear?” Suddenly she was back in full commander mode as everybody nodded at her. She smirked before placing a kiss on your lips, a happy sigh leaving her.

So maybe, jealousy wasn’t always the worst thing.

#reader insert #brooooswriting #writing prompt #maria hill #maria hill x reader #maria hill x you #maria hill x y/n #maria hill imagine #Maria hill one shot

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THE ONE WITH THE FACE OF AN ANGEL. all sentences and quotes were taken from Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Angel the Series. all lines are by Angel and his soulless self, Angelus, so be warned a few of these are explicit or allude to sexual acts or have double meaning. change names, pronouns and locations (and ages) as you see fit.

That Slayer...she's a pistol.

I wanna torture you. I used to love it, and it's been such a long time. I mean, the last time I tortured someone, they didn't even have chainsaws.

Hey! Who's a guy gotta kill to get a drink around here?!

How sweet that virgin tasted, the fresh smell of a newborn's neck. My first nun - now that's a great story.

As for you, you luscious thing. I mean, you were going to let me out of that cage, so, let's see. I'll give you, what, a ten second start.

Don't be jealous, kitten. She's just the warm-up. I'll save the good stuff for you.

Angel,I love you,but I can't be with you...you ate babies...chicks.

The rumors are true. Angel has left the building, and I am back.

What won't I miss? The moralizing. Soul's already in the ether, boyo. I can smell it.

Tell you what. I'll torture ya for a few unbelievably long hours, and you can tell me if this is the lifestyle for you.

Passion rules us all. And we obey. What other choice do we have? Passion is the source of our finest moments.

If we could live without passion, maybe we'd know some kind of peace. But we would be hollow. Empty rooms, shuttered and dank.

Kill you? Why would I kill you when I can live off you for a month?

I don't want to share my feelings.I don't want to open up. I want to find the guy who killed Tina and look him in the eye.

Are you mad at me for being around too much or not being around enough?

I don't need strength. I just need the sun to rise.

I hated the girls back then.especially the noble women...they were just incredibly dull.

They have no taste for the undead. Not that a sting would do me any damage, it's just... tonight's special.

There's a lot I don't understand. I do know it's important to keep fighting. I learned that from you.

My people, before I was changed, they exchanged this as a sign of devotion. It's a claddagh ring.

Wear it with the heart pointing towards you. It means you belong to somebody.

I'm sorry. I wanted to take you out somewhere fun. It's been a long time since I've been to the movies. They've changed.

How can we be together if the cost is your life, or the lives of others? I know. I couldn't tell you. I wasn't sure - if I could do it if I woke up with you one more morning.

Don't mistake me. I do love the ladies. It's just lately... I've been wondering... what it'd be like... to share the slaughter of innocents... with another man.

Don't... I don't think that makes me some kind of a deviant, hmm? Do you?

Sorry about the chains. It's not that I don't trust you, it's... Actually, it is that I don't trust you.

I can walk like a man but I'm not one.

I'm weak. I've never been anything else.

I wanted to lose myself in you. I know it will cost me my soul, and part of me didn't care. It's not the demon in me that needs killing, Buffy, it's the man.

For a hundred years I offered ugly death to everyone I met, and I did it with a song in my heart.

You're a wreck! She's stronger than any Slayer you've ever faced. Force won't get it done. You gotta work from the inside. To kill this girl... you have to love her.

Let me guess, you summoned back the true Angelus because you need a new boy toy.

Oh, my cure? No, thanks. Been there, done that, and deja vu just isn't what it used to be.

The elders conjured the most perfect punishment for me. They restored my soul.

When you become a vampire, the demon takes your body, but it doesn't get your soul; that's gone. No conscience, no remorse, it's an easy way to live.

You have no idea what it's like to have done the things I've done...and care. I haven't fed on a human being since that day.

See? Whenever we fight you always bring up the vampire thing.

Gave her the puppy dog "I'm all tortured" act. Keeps her off my back when I feed.

Listen, if we date, you and I both know one thing's going to lead to another.

This isn't some fairy tale. When I kiss you, you don't wake up from a deep sleep and live happily ever after.

I did a lot of unconscionable things when I became a vampire. Drusilla was the worst. She was ... an obsession of mine. She was pure, sweet, and chaste.

Killed everybody she loved. Visited every mental torture on her I could devise. She eventually fled to a convent, and on the day she took her holy orders, I turned her into a demon.

She made me feel like a human being. That's not the kind of thing you just forgive.

Spike, boy you never did learn your history.

If I was blind, I would see you.

A demon isn't a man. I was a man once.

Because I wanted to! Because I want you so badly! I want to take comfort in you.

Am I a thing worth saving, huh?! Am I a righteous man? The world wants me gone!

I watched you, I saw you called, it was a bright afternoon out in front of your school. You walked down the steps and ... I loved you.

Because I could see your heart. You held it before you for everyone to see, and I was worried that it would get bruised or torn. And more than anything in my life, I wanted to keep it safe.

I can stay in town as long as you want me.

I never was much for preachers.

God, I missed watching this.

I’ll start working on the second front. Try not to use it.

Hm. You smell so good. So warm. I miss that.

You're wrong. You don't know what it is you're asking me to do.

Oh, what's the matter? Look a little nervous.

They always mistake me for the character I play. They never see the real me!

When you kill them. Some just stand there frozen while others.. . 

This was about saving somebody's soul. That's what I do here and you're not a part of it.

That's great, it's nice you moved on; I can't. You found someone new; I'm not allowed to, remember?

I see you again, it cuts me up inside, and the person I share that with is me.

You don't know me anymore, so don't come down here with your great new life and expect me to do things your way. Go home.

Buttering me up. Getting me all relaxed, hm? Not the most innovative interrogation technique, but... OK, I'll play.

Well, now that's a question. Not a great question. Not even an insightful question. 

So much for stand by your man. Then again, you probably like her on her knees.

The more you piss me off, the longer I'll keep you alive.

Oh, something tells me she's a screamer.

Hey, you remember that time you tried to get Angel to kill you because you felt all weepy over being such a bad little girl. Huh? Do you still feel that way? Do you still wanna die?

Well, it's not really the kind of message you tell. It sort of involves finding the bodies of all your friends.

I don't need to see movies to get worked up. Just being around you does that just fine. It feels nice, just to feel.

You still my girl?

I know what you're thinking. Maybe there's some good deep down inside of me that remembers and loves you, if only you could reach me.

You know what I just can't believe, all of our time together and we never tried chains.

Dream on, schoolgirl. Your boyfriend is dead and you're all gonna join him.

#rp meme #sentences memes #meme call #roleplay memes #sentence meme #( cali meme. ) #rp memes #rp prompt #rp musings #roleplay prompt #roleplay meme

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FWB

*Request: maybe some idea for u : feisty humain!reader having mood swings w her best friend (Loak or Neteyam) because she is in her ovulating week and he teases her until making her tell him why she is acting weird like that today. then he asks her to explain the "symptoms" and she says that she want to fuck more and that she’s more attracted to people during this time and he asks if it’s applied to him too & u already know the end of it🤭🤭 hope u can take something from it, xo 😘*

Okay, so this is my first human!reader fic so go easy on me 😅 I might redo this one in the future with Neteyam because I’m curious about how much different it would turn out if I wrote for him instead. Anyways, I hope you enjoy this one 🤗 All characters are aged up.

🔞Minors Do Not Interact🔞

Smut under the cut.

Pandora was beautiful. Even though you had to admire its beauty through the shield of your mask, it still left you breathless every day. Looking out at the bioluminescent flora and fauna every night through your bedroom window was unlike anything you had ever seen on Earth. You wanted to be out in it every day. But today you were hit with a painful reminder that you were human.

You jumped out of your sleep drenched in sweat. What were you dreaming about? You couldn’t fully remember. The memory came in flashes and blurs. Moans, smacks, and heat is all you’re able to really make out before you lose the visual. You suck in a sharp breath feeling a dull ache in your breasts. You cautiously press on one trying to figure out what was causing the pain. You find nothing and brush it off as a consequence of sleeping on your stomach. When you make your way to your bathroom to get ready for the day, you strip off your sleep clothes and notice a giant wet spot on your panties. That’s weird. And then it hits you. You check your app on your phone and realize what week it is. You’re ovulating. You roll your eyes and make a mental note to plug in your toys before you leave your room.

After a shower and brushing your teeth, you go join everyone for breakfast. While you’re fixing your coffee, a familiar voice enters the lab. Everybody greets Lo’ak as he walks through the cafeteria over to you. “Hey, I found this awesome lake with a cliff that’s perfect for diving. We’ve gotta check it out!” he’s oozing enthusiasm and excitement and it’s adorable. All of a sudden, it feels like there’s a throbbing between your legs.

“Sounds cool, Lo’ak. Maybe another day though.” You say about to walk away, but he blocks your path.

“Are you kidding me? I’ve already been waiting for like 2 days because of training. We’ve gotta go now.” “I’m not in the mood Lo’ak.” Your irritation is growing. You loved Lo’ak. He was your absolute best friend, but he was persistent. And while that could be endearing in certain circumstances, it could also be kind of a nuisance. Right now, you really just needed to get back to your room and take care of your little problem.

“What’s up with you today? I thought you’d be dying to go.” He’s starting to get a little concerned looking at your face. “Your face is getting red.”

You can’t handle the way he’s looking at you right now, “Nothing is ‘up’ with me Lo’ak so will you drop it please?” you push past him and continue down the hall to your room.

Lo’ak follows right behind you though. “I’m not leaving you alone until you tell me what’s wrong.” You roll your eyes as he follows you into your room. “What? Somebody eat the last of your snacks or something?”

You huff out a big sigh and set your coffee on your desk. “If you really must know, I’m ovulating.”

His face screws in confusion. “Okay…What does that mean? Is that a human thing?”

Right. You and Lo’ak are so close that sometimes you forget he is actually an alien. “How do I explain it….it’s like when a na’vi woman goes into heat, but for humans we also can get bloated and moody and crampy and a whole bunch of other stuff. You follow?” you do your best to try and explain to him and his eyes jump around while he’s trying to make the connections in his mind. ”So you’re in a bad mood because you’re in heat?” he does his best to try and make sense of your situation.

“Basically, yeah.”

“So how do you make it better?” he crosses his legs making himself comfortable on your bed like he often did.

“There’s not really a way to make it better. I kind of have to just ride it out. Unless, I got pregnant, but it’s not like that’s gonna be happening anytime soon. But I’m irritated because I’m insanely horny and I can’t really get any relief.”  You brush your hair to the side with your fingers trying to soothe yourself and Lo’ak watches your hair brush over your neck and expose your shoulders.

“Well, what if I helped you out?” he asks casually.

Your body freezes in place. “Lo’ak I couldn’t ask you to do that.”

“That’s why you’re not asking, I’m offering. I mean what kind of friend would I be if I knew I could help you out and I did nothing?” Lo’ak had always kind of had a thing for you. You were his closest friend and he found a comforting familiarity in you that he didn’t feel with other na’vi thanks to his slightly more human traits.

You think about his offer for a split second before snapping back to your senses. “How would that even work? I think you forget that you’re like 8 feet tall. You would quite literally split me in half.”

He chuckles knowing that you’re not wrong. “Just lay down and let me handle it.”

You’re skeptical. “What are you going to do?”

“Just lay down. You trust me, right?” You slowly make your way over to your bed next to him. “Yeah…”

“Okay then. So don’t be so uptight.” You lay back and let your eyes scan the ceiling of your room. Your breathing gets faster when you feel Lo’ak hook his fingers in the waist band of your shorts and panties and slide them down your legs. You close your eyes trying not to focus on the fact that your best friend was now staring down your exposed cunt.

This is crossing so many lines, but your mood would only get worse if you were to stop now. Work yourself up just to rip away your chance at real relief? You weren’t in the mood for edging today. There was no turning back now.

Meanwhile Lo’ak is wide-eyed as he stares at your body. He’d never tell you this, but he had imagined you exactly like this countless times. When he’d come to see you and you’d be dressed in barely-there comfy clothes, when you’d bend over to pick something up, when the front of your shirt would fall a little lower than it should and he would catch a peek at your cleavage. The restraint he had to hold on to was legendary. And now here he was licking his lips greedily as he almost gets stuck just staring at your form that squirmed with anticipation and nerves.

He lowers his head between your thighs and carefully swipes his tongue against your throbbing clit. Your whole body jolts from the feeling and a small moan escapes. Lo’ak’s ears flick in your direction and he’s now painfully aware of how hard he is right now. He continues lapping at your soaked entrance closing his eyes to savor the sweet taste on his tongue. He groans against your heat and the vibrations make your hips grind against his face. “Mmf…Fuck…Lo’ak!” your voice comes out in a breathy whine.

One of his fingers teases at your entrance before he slowly slides it inside of you. His finger is huge stretching you deliciously. You look down at his face and he’s already watching you. The eye contact makes you lose it. “Yes! Yes Lo’ak! Right there! Oh, fuck you’re gonna make me cum right there!”

“Shit, so fucking tight. Cum for me.” He says between sucking on your clit. It’s too much. The way his finger curls up to press against the spongey part inside your walls and the sound of him French kissing your cunt sends you over the edge. Your body shakes violently and your walls squeeze around his finger. Your head falls back while you reach your peak and subsequently come down.

Lo’ak reluctantly pulls his mouth off of you and pulls his finger out of you and watches your chest rise and fall rapidly while you regain your composure. He tries to position himself so that he can hide his bulge not wanting to let on just how badly he wanted to fuck you dumb right now.

“Feel better?”

You lazily nod your head at him.

“Good. So can we go diving now?” he tries to lighten the mood before any kind of conversation can follow what just happens. You’re not really ready to talk about it yet either.

“Alright, let’s go.”

He jumps up in excitement and you get dressed and find your mask.

“Thanks, Lo’ak.” Even if you weren’t really ready to talk about it yet, you still felt like you should at least thank him.

“Trust me, it was my pleasure.” He shoots you a playful wink before walking off.

#avatar #avatar the way of water #avatar fic #awow #avatar smut #atwow loak #loak sully #loak x reader #lo'ak #loak fic #loak imagine #avatar loak #loak smut #awow smut

[lefluoritesys]

My sibling in system (disorder holder & fictive) really wants me to do this post, but they barely have any words, so here we go:

We see a lot of systems struggle with big decision-making IRL because not everybody is on board, and we realized that trying to have everybody on board is probably the worst thing we have ever tried in the history of our systemhood. And I'm saying this as the alter who also dug too deep into our trauma and almost became Elsa in the depths Ahtohallan. Moreover, we're also polyfragmented. After a long and painful time of trying to figure our decision-making as a system, we have finally come up with some tips that might be useful for some other systems:

Ask your active fronters instead of all your alters. This might work best for polyfragmented systems but still works for smaller systems, too. Yes, active fronters and frequent fronters can change after a while, but it's still better to do what's best for you all npw and what you all want now than think about the possibilities of the future that haven't happened yet. Unless they are like life and death or extremely harmful to y'all, however, it's always necessary to take precautions.

Compromise is not supposed to please everybody 100%. Compromise is supposed to find a solution that 1) You all don't hate as much, 2) Will keep you safe. As long as others agree by at least 50%, the compromise is good. If you find other options, and they please everybody more, then by all means, go for it. But as long as it's safe, and all of you agree by at least a half (or, well, 50%), then that's a good compromise. Perfect solutions don't exist. Not always, at least. At the end of the day, you will still disagree with each other on little things, even if the plan feels and/or is perfect.

Your system structure, ideology, and hierarchy really do decide how you make decisions. There is literally no perfect advice for you out there, not even this post. Some systems have a host, and everything heavily depends on their decisions and how they are affected by what's going to happen. Some systems don't have a host but have a group of people at front who are in charge. Some systems are partial DID systems, some systems are class systems. It's always going to be different. Just because some tips work for some systems doesn't mean they should absolutely work for you.

Create polls if they work for you. Polls might work. Grab a system journal and tell everyone there's an active poll and get their answers (Simply Plural provides that option).

Writing a list of wants and desires. Your alters has a dream? Have them right it down (with consent) and consider it in your next big decision. Or just a decision. Maybe your alter wants chips, and you go out the next day, so you're like, "Oh yeah, lemme buy chips on the way home for them."

Writing a list of pros and cons. Cliché, I know. And gotta admit, never tried it ourselves just yet. But if we did, we'd probably write a general list of pros and cons, then letting our trauma holders and active fronters add some stuff that they want.

Speaking of your trauma holders, listen to your goddamn trauma holders. LISTEN TO THEM. If there's one type of alters who know more about your life and potentially you more than you do, it's your trauma holders. They know what they're talking about. They are not imagining it (this was said due to personal experience and not as an attack). It was, in fact, that bad, and even if you don't believe that, believe them when they say it. If a trauma holder says to get away from somebody or someone, hear them out. Do not dismiss them but have a conversation with them and understand that their opinion on the matter is important. It really helps to put things in perspective.

If you make the decision that will not affect you long-term, hold responsibility for that decision. Hold responsibility always, obviously, but I mean alter-wise. Alert others about it, or front long enough until that decision stops affecting you. Have a safety net in the form of your alters.

Always have a safety net IRL, too. Friends, maybe immediate family if possible, lover, partner system. Know where the nearest hospitals and fire departments are, write down all the emergency numbers. We ourselves created a list on our system notion page where we have names and emergency contacts of the people who we can turn to in case of a crisis, as well as local crisis lines. We also add notes about whether or not we can bring up the system around these people. Even if it's something small, better be prepared than dead (I am well aware a lot of you want to fight me on this, but you know what I mean, no dying. /t /nm)

Will this work for every system? No. But it works for ours. /ref

-host

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[ckret2]

So yeah, about the ask you had unclear what I was refering: yes I meant what kind of personalities is bill attracted to.

Had to wait a couple days to answer this until I had time to dig up and review the original post about what he's attracted to; and honestly, I think it already covers almost everything. Take out the physical traits and you get:

Weirdos. Being weird, in and of itself, is attractive to him. Gotta be a high quantity of weirdness though.

"Brooding artist" types (his description). Mostly if they make art of him, but even that aside he likes people who view the world around them like an artist. Brooding optional but "thinking deeply & romantically about the world" mandatory.

People who have fun by Bill's definition of "fun": party hard and live to tell the tale. Reckless eagerness to jump headlong into danger a plus.

Similarity to him. This might mean a similar history but it could mean similar personalities. Bill's personality is shaped by his history, so why wouldn't someone else's be.

Extravagance with material possessions. That might mean their love language is gift-giving, or it might mean they go broke spending everything they have on luxury and thrilling experiences. Live loudly, enthusiastically, generously, and with little heed for future consequences.

Nerds, provided they have something else going for them besides just being nerdy. More broadly: intellectual curiosity and a functioning brain.

I think that one's worth elaborating on, since it gets into Bill's psychology. Bill's a trillion years old; knows more about practically anything than practically anybody; has seen whole worlds rise and fall, along with all their civilizations, cultures, discoveries, inventions, and people, over and over again; and by now, he passes vast swathes of eternity by partying/dissociating for longer than the human species has even existed. Even though he never really quite grew up, he's still old and tired and bored.

But there's still wonder out in the multiverse—wonder in things he's seen billions of times, wonder in things that are just slightly different from the other billion he's already seen, wonder in looking at something he's seen before in a brand new way. He knows it's there, he's just gotten too depressed and lazy to go looking for it.

Merely knowing stuff doesn't impress him—he can "know stuff" in circles around any mortal and most immortals—but excitement and enthusiasm for knowing stuff gets him to wake up a little to the world around him, which is something he sorely needs.

But again: they've gotta have other things going for them. If he runs into a nerd who's just nerdy and doesn't otherwise bring anything else to the table that Bill's into, he's just like "ugh what's this geek droning on about this time, go away."

And these other traits off the original list aren't quite things he's "attracted" to, but that makes him more likely to pursue someone anyway:

If somebody's an emotional doormat who'll do anything he says and let him take the lead in all matters, he's more likely to date them. And also, exploit them, use them, abuse them, and leave them. He's not actually attracted to doormats, though—it's kind of a turn-off, really, he finds people with a spine more interesting—but people with a spine are more likely to stand up for themselves, which makes it harder for Bill to get away with all the shit he wants to pull; so ultimately he's more likely to pursue somebody he likes less but can control more.

I don't think he's really "attracted" to people who worship him—the more of a zealous follower someone is, the less likely they are to be an interesting person all by themself, really. But like. It's an insane turn on. Biggest turn on. Call him your god and his brain shuts off and he gets a little light headed as all his whatever-he-has-instead-of-blood immediately rushes to his wherever-the-hell-blood-gets-redirected-to-in-his-species. When he's that into being worshiped, I think the fact that he isn't technically into the person doing the worshiping is kind of a moot point. So he's not exactly attracted to people with a tendency toward obsessive devotion; but he's had a disproportionate number of partners who have that personality trait, since that makes them more likely to be obsessively devoted to him.

All of the above is off of the original "stuff he's attracted to" list. I can't think of many personality traits he's drawn to that aren't already covered. Extroversion, optimism, maybe similar "screw the laws of physics" political opinions, maybe a tendency to re-sculpt the truth in the same way he does... Yeah, that's all I got, I already hit most of the points in the initial ask.

I realize these are "personality traits he's attracted to" instead of "personalities he's attracted to," but a personality is just a soup made up of various traits. I'm not gonna go like "oh yeah he's attracted to ESTJs" or something. Grab multiple of the above traits and slap them on the same person and that's appealing to him.

#(off the top of my head i don't even remember what ESTJs are like. that was just a random example.) #anonymous #ask #about my writing #bill goldilocks cipher

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

AITA for telling people I don't care about fandom drama unless it somehow directly involved me? Maybe some people will read this and go "what? No???" And if that's the case I'm gonna be snickering to myself but I digress. I'm a digital artist trying to find my footing in this hellscape of an online environment with tumblr being broken as it is and twitter going down in flames slowly, DeviantArt supporting AI and I don't think I need to go on. For a long, long time I was a fandom artist however and one of the 'bigger' names in a fairly small community. I've 'fell off' as they say because of some beef with people I didn't choose to have but hey, tale as old as time with fandoms am I right? We mess up and move on with our lives. SO YEAH that aside, when you've been through stuff like that and grow up a bit you realize that it was all a pretty stupid waste of time and energy and now I'm in my mid-20s and would really just like to focus on my art. I still make fan art for this specific thing and like make fan art for basically anything I enjoy nowadays and just...spread out my skills more so I got a better portfolio and all that. I'm really just vibing so to speak. Then a while ago I got DMed by someone in my server about some beef they were having with another user in my server. The kicker is that none of said beef was actually taking place in my server but in another server owned by the person DMing me. It's as if you're the manager of a starbucks and the manager from the Burger King across the street comes in like 'Yeah your employee was being shitty in my Burger King so I don't think I'll be going to this StarBucks anymore >:(" Like, what do you want me to do with that information? I can't talk to someone about behavior I didn't even see any damning evidence of and I'm not going to accuse someone of something based on something a stranger said. Somehow this conversation went from me explaining that I'm not about to ban someone or adhere to somebody else's 'blacklist' over things I have seen no proof of, to the stranger DMing me that a lot of people 'are intimidated' by me or that I have them blocked 'for no reason' setting off my paranoia like no other. I had recently dealt with being ghosted by friends who turned around and posted a call-out (with zero evidence mind you, not a single screenshot because they in fact, wiped WHOLE ENTIRE chats as they contained proof of the opposite) and those people stalking me for WEEKS, had to start over fresh and everything. So naturally I didn't like this very much and bluntly stated that if I blocked anyone, it's probably for a good reason and that it's not my problem if that somehow hurt their feelings, I need to look out for my own safety online. I fear I was a little TOO blunt because I did say something along the lines of 'I'm sorry but I do not care, I'm too old for fandom drama not involving me, I'm trying to be professional.' and cut the conversation off because I was exhausted and uncomfortable. I've been told that this was a just a weird and wacky instance and that I didn't do anything wrong, that people who do think I did need to go outside and touch grass and all that but hyea, it stuck with me because I worry that people are badmouthing me behind my back a lot. TL,DR: Got told by a follower that other people in our very small community were scared of me, had them blocked for 'no reason' and that somehow hurt their feelings and that my reputation was apparently decided by what my individual followers behaved like in other servers and spaces because apparently one little spat was enough to have someone threaten to distance themselves from me all-together while I wasn't involved at all. So, I figured if anyone is an expert at these fandom shenanigans, it's gotta be the veterans of the tumblr court.

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole

[miyuhpapayuh]

seven.

“You spent the night in his bed??” Nique screams into the phone, making Zora sigh heavily.

“I was on his couch, Nique.”

“Mmhm, you ain't gotta lie to me, girl!”

“I'm not! I'll hang up on you. You know I'll do it.” She idly threatens.

“Okay, okay. Put the guns down, chile. So tell me, did he sleep on this comfy sofa with you?” She asks, twirling her hair like Zora can see her.

Zora gives another sigh, this time dreamy. “We mighta cuddled until I fell asleep.”

“Ew, how cute! Girl, if you don't make that man your boyfriend already!”

“I just might have to, Nique. He's so so.”

“I know. You better climb his long ass before somebody else do!”

“Yeah, and they'll end up like Cory. Jerked the fuck up.”

Nique let's out the ugliest cackle, ultimately making Zora join in and offer a snicker of her own, since she was at work.

“You stupid, man.”

“I woulda loved to have seen that, man! I just know his stupid ass was tryna save face, still.”

“It's like you were here, cause he really tried to keep that cracked ass face together. He knew better than to tell Linda, too.”

“He better stay hidden or boyfriend gon kick that ass! He's such a lame ass wigga.” Nique says without missing a beat, making Zora choke on air.

“What did you just call him?!”

“A wigga! He's like B-rad without the game— ya know, the little bit he had, that is. I mean, it got him Shondra!”

“It did. She loved his goofy ass.”

“Put his hands all in that good hair of hers! I woulda broke them knuckles!”

“Chile!”

“So, what do the lovebirds got goin’ on this evening?”

“Well, he's meeting me here again, even though he desperately wanted to pick me up, but I had to run home and shower and stuff. Uh, we'll probably grab some food on the way back to his place, I'm not sure yet.”

“All this hanging out! I'm jealous! Where's my boo at??”

“He only got a sister, babe. Not sure if she swings that way.”

“Zora, if I swing through this phone.”

“I'm playing! Gosh, put the guns down.” She mocks, knowing Nique’s far from amused.

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“How was your day?” Zora asks Leon, picking the pepperoni off her slice of pizza.

“It was better. We squashed our shit, so work ran smoothly like it needed to.”

“Good! I know that's weight off your shoulders.”

“Absolutely. I hate being at odds with my people. But how was your day?”

“It was good. The restaurant was pretty dead today, so I took an hour for lunch and chopped it up with Nique. She said “hey”, like always.”

He smiles. “She's a good friend to you, I can tell.”

“The bestest ever.” She smiles back, biting into her slice.

“So, where's your best friend at?”

“We haven't talked in years. Stopped seeing eye to eye once I stopped runnin’ with him and taking the fall for both of us.”

“Oh, that's not fair.”

“Yeah, we had that conversation too, but it is what it is. I had to grow up and I always pray that he's done the same.”

“That's sweet of you. I know how tough friendship breakups can be.”

“Sounds so funny, when you say it out loud. Like we were in a relationship.” He snorts, making her do the same.

“Well, it is a relationship! A platonic one. I mean, unless y'all had it like that, too.” She raises a brow, to which he waves her off.

“Zora, please.”

“I'm just kidding,” she laughs, finishing off her slice.

“So, is there a romantic relationship in the cards for you and me?” Leon asks, staring at her smiling face.

“I think you already know the answer to that.”

“Yeah, but I wanna be correct. Leave no room for what I think.”

“Yeah, it's in the cards. A couple cards away, but it's there.”

“Good to know.” He says, sitting back against the cushions and patting the space beside him.

She obliges, dusting her hands off on her sweats and crawls into his side, smiling to herself as he wraps his arm around her.

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A little more prepared for their sleepover this go round, she'd packed her toothbrush, along with every other hygiene product she'd need once she'd woken up.

The first time, she woke up alone cause she didn't wanna change his routine, just cause she was sleeping over. But, this morning, she was definitely still wrapped up in his arms.

Not having to work another eight hour shift, she was also able to indulge in the breakfast he'd promised her.

And man, was it delicious.

“Mm! I might just keep you around.” She jokes, making him chuckle and pour another line of syrup on her waffles.

“Would you like some coffee, beautiful?” He asks.

“Yes, please. Light on the sugar.”

“You're sweet enough, huh?” He quips, making her nose wrinkle up.

“That was so corny, but so cute.” She giggles as he shakes his head, beginning to move around his kitchen.

“Cream?”

“Just a splash.” She answers, digging back into her fluffy eggs. Also eyeing the way his back muscles were flexing underneath his dark t-shirt.

Her gaze raises up to his handsome face once he turns back around with a mug in his hand to sit in front of her. She graciously thanks him.

“I haven't brushed my teeth yet, stop trying to kiss me.” She snorts, watching him slyly lean onto the counter for the third time.

“I don't care about your morning breath, girl. Gimme them syrupy lips.” He says, leaning a little further in than he had.

Rolling her eyes, she meets the rest of the way for a couple sweet kisses, pulling away once she feels herself starting to slip.

“See? Trouble.”

“I'm the good kind, though.”

“Yeah, I'll be the judge of that.”

“Alright.” He leans up from the counter. “Spend the day with me.”

“I thought you had to work.”

“I just took off.” He shrugs.

“You can't just do that.”

“You let me worry about that.”

“Leon…” she eyes him, still eating her food.

“Come on, you know you love my company just as much as I love yours. We can go on another picnic or something.”

She sighs, as if she's really trying to put up a fight.

“Come on…” he pleads again with puppy eyes, reeling her all the way in.

“Okay, okay. I'll spend the day with you.”

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Finding a perfect patch of grass behind a big oak tree, the pair spread the green blanket out and placed the wooden picnic basket in the center, before sitting down.

“Do you like picnics because I like them?”

“Yes and no,” he smiles. “My mama used to take me and Eryn on ‘em all the time. We'd feed the ducks the food we'd have left over. We'd play til the sun fell from the sky. For a single mama, it was a great way to tire us out.”

She laughs at the last part, relating heavily. “Okay, I just wanted to make sure I wasn't dragging you out here and you secretly hated it or something.”

“Nah, no worries. I'm a nature boy, sometimes.” He says, handing her the strawberry soda she'd asked him to pick up, when he ran into the convenience store on the way here.

“Sometimes,” she repeats, popping open the container that holds a double decker with bacon that he'd also taken the time to make for them to indulge in.

“Mm, this looks so good!”

“My world famous sandwich, girl. It is good.” He firms, making her raise a brow and take a bite, immediately agreeing with him.

Handing her a napkin, he smiles and bites into his own sandwich, mumbling that he told her so.

Letting him have his moment, she looks out at the scenery before them, falling in tune with the sounds of the birds chirping high up in the trees above their heads.

All the while, Leon took the time to marvel at the beauty that Zora is, again.

As always, if someone gave him the chance, he'd convince them that she was otherworldly.

Even dressed down in another one of his t-shirts and her own shorts, with her hair tied up, she was the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen.

As soon as she turned to look at him, he dropped his gaze back to his food, but she'd already caught him.

“Usually, I'd tell you that staring isn't polite, but…”

“But, what?”

She sighs, chewing on her lip. “I like the way you look at me.”

Another raised brow from him makes her drop her gaze too, as they both laugh.

“You're a goddess, Zora. One can't help but look at you.” He says, making her heart skip a beat.

A goddess?!

The smile that creeps across her face is one he'd never seen before.

“You are so sweet, Leon.”

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Zora talked him into coming back to her place after a sudden downpour cut their picnic short.

“You wanna smoke?” She asks.

His animated gasp makes her squint in his direction.

“What??”

“You're a hoodlum, too! I'm ashamed.” He taunts.

She scoffs. “I am not a hoodlum!”

“Yes you are!” He says with a laugh, even reaching out to push her a little.

She swats him away, laughing, herself. “Okay, fine. I'll keep my mary jane to myself.”

“Now, now… I didn't decline your offer.” He says, earning an eye roll.

“I told you, ima kick you out.” She faux warns, getting up from the couch to retrieve her stash.

“I was just playin’, Zora-Jean!” He calls after her, reveling in the giggle she tried her damndest to hide.

Returning with a bright orange box, she plops back down beside him and pops it open.

“Ooh, official!” He teases some more, making her playfully shake her head.

Rolling a blunt in record timing and earning another whistle from Leon, she sparks it, takes a puff or two and passes it to him.

“Your landlord cool with you smoking?” He asks, taking a puff anyway.

“Yeah, he might be in love with me too,” she shrugs, catching the scrunch in his brows.

“Damn, girl. What you be doin’ to these men??”

She laughs, shrugging again. “Nothing. My mama said my aura is red and it draws people near. Whether I want them to be near or not, apparently.”

“Red is sensuality, right?”

“Mmhm.”

“Yeah, that makes sense.” He nods, puffing again before passing it back to her.

“Do tell.” She says, pulling a little harder.

“Sensuality is like your middle name. You're fiery as hell, fine as hell. I'm sure these men are out their minds over you. Hell you drive me outta my mind, too.”

She cheeses, before she can stop herself.

“Do I, now?”

“We've spent the last three days together on a whim, Zora. Yes, you have been driving me crazy and I like it. I like you. A lot.”

“I like you too, Leon. A lot.”

The haze in their smiles grows as they continue to pass the blunt back and forth, til it turns to ashes in her equally bright ashtray.

“So, I know you're not as innocent as you say you are.”

“Wha– why you say that?”

“Cause, every man has their secrets. What else did you and Candy get into, way back when?”

He chuckles, rubbing a hand down his face. “You sure?”

“Is it that bad??”

“I'll let you be the judge of that.” He mocks her earlier words.

“Lord have mercy. Go ahead.”

“Well, Candy was what you call an exhibitionist. So we'd find ourselves in places we shouldn't have been, doing things we shouldn't have been doing. If you catch my drift.”

Zora was actually shocked, note the way her jaw partially dropped. Leon just smiles and shakes his head.

“Y'all had sex in public places? What a slut!” She cracks, making him laugh.

“Wow, I've never been called that before. But, yes we did. We got caught a couple times too. I'm still banned from the autozone down the block.”

That makes her fully crack up.

“What??”

“Poor man was just tryna change the oil and Candy decided it was a good idea to give me head near the side of the building. That man's eyes ‘bout popped out of his head.”

“That is ridiculous!”

“Yeah, that was us. Ridiculous!”

“What else??”

“Let's see… amusement parks, clean public bathrooms, we did in an elevator once… hotel balconies with a small audience. A stairwell, you name it.”

“I knew you were a freak.”

“Hey, I just tried to keep her happy.”

“Sounds like it! Did she make you happy too, or did you just go along with everything?”

“Uh, a mixture of both maybe?” He shrugs. “I don't know, it got tiring after a while, and exploring other things about our relationship wasn't as fun for her. I'm guessing that's why she left me.”

“I'll refrain from calling her what I want to… but you deserved better, anyway. Sex isn't the only fun aspect of a relationship.”

“Yeah, but we were also in college and nobody cared about building foundations and shit. It was all party this and party that. Fuck here, fuck there.” He shrugs, letting his long arm rest along the back of the couch.

“Well, at least it was fun while it lasted right?”

“Yeah, while it lasted.”

“I can relate.”

“You was butt naked in a stairwell, too??”

“No, that was just y'all.” She laughs. “But, before my ex decided to start his “I hate Zora” campaign, we had fun too.”

“Sucks when people turn, huh?”

“Boy, does it. But, maybe they weren't the right people.”

“You becomin’ a believer over there, huh?”

“Shut up,” she drags out, allowing him to pull her closer to his warm body.

The rain is still coming down.

“Was I too far away?”

“Yeah, it's like you be runnin’ from me or sumn.”

“No running,” she shakes her head, falling right back into those lethal kisses of his.

“I make you nervous?” He asks, still pecking her lips.

“The good kind,” she answers, rubbing the scruff of his beard.

“Butterflies?”

“Angry bees,” she corrects, making them both laugh.

“Be my girlfriend, Zora-Jean.”

“Okay.”

“Really?” He asks, the smile on his face making those angry bees swarm mad in her belly.

“Yeah,” she leans back in to kiss him. “Really.”

A triumphant laugh leaves him as he hugs her closer, their hazy kisses resume.

Wait, wait,” she pulls away to meet his confused expression.

“What?”

“I'm the girlfriend that keeps clothes.” She pulls on the collar of her shirt.

“Aw, this is my favorite shirt, though!”

“Ohh, that's too bad!”

Ch 8

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[drkineildwicks]

Okay so let’s talk about Palworld

Because I really do gotta talk about it this thing blew up

Apparently the guys who made it were expecting to sell like 300K the first week and ended up selling two million

They’re having to run damage control on the servers because the servers legit cannot handle the traffic

Last time I saw a game look like this it was Temtem on its first days

Because literally everybody underestimated how much game freak ticked off its fanbase

Which brings us to the Donphan in the room

Pokémon VS Palworld

Look we all knew going in that this was going to be a meme factory, whenever we talked about it the game is Pokémon: Gun

But it was also one of those games that popped up when GF started its stunts with dexit, reused assets, releasing half-baked games, etc.

People made fun of it and it’s stayed off the radar until this year, when it released

And yes caution should be exercised because this developer’s other game is still in early access so people are on the lookout for a scam

Not to mention the whole thing about using Pokémon assets, apparently aping Legends’ UI, the AI stuff, NFTs, a ton of other stuff

There’s apparently a whole thread on Twitter comparing and contrasting Pokémon designs with Pal designs and you can easily pick apart where assets were, if not outright stolen, were closely copied

So going in there’s a lot of weighing of pros and cons and some actual moral dilemmas as opposed to the whole fabricated BS of Hogwarts Legacy

Yes it was terrible that Rowling said *checks notes* that biological women exist and that victimized women should be allowed to dictate who is allowed in their safe spaces, these are obviously reasons to cancel somebody please don’t slip on the sarcasm there

But I’ve been watching streams of Palworld and…I want to play it???

You can look at it and 100% name that Pokémon and go okay they got THAT idea from THIS game (watching it I can list BotW, Sunkenland, and a couple others) apparently it’s the Pokémon ripoff version of Once Human

Which also ticks me off because after watching videos of that one I want to play that one too

And originally the big reason for looking more seriously at Palworld is…game freak needs to suffer

They’ve been releasing trash games for years now, the only good Pokémon game as of late is Legends Arceus and do not get me STARTED on the state that ScarVi released in

And then them having the gall to charge the price of a full game for DLC

So in order to play the ‘full game,’ you have to pay for BotW, TotK, and possibly a Mario game on top of it

Ain’t nobody got funds for that

Also the shills

I was telling Mom about all this earlier and when it came to discussing Pokémon games, even comparing them to previous Pokémon games, discussions online go like this anymore: “Well it’s not MADE for you!  It’s for kids!  Go find something else to do and quit picking on the poor multibillion dollar franchise! uwu”

And thus the people who grew up with Pokémon move on to other games, like Nexomon, Temtem, Cassette Beasts, Kindred Fates, Coromon, Palworld, etc.

Shills: “Wait no that’s illegal”

Honestly it’s like the YouTube vs Rumble or Twitter/Tumblr vs Conservative/right-wing websites thing—if you chase them off, what did you think they were going to do?

And then the design thing…a big fat part of me does not feel sorry about that

Because every single other game I listed?  The shills will look at those designs and go “what ripoffs they’re obviously Pokémon but not friend-shaped so ugly!”

So basically anything’s a ripoff, you might as well go full ripoff because the ‘fans’ are going to hate on it anyway

Also if anything even remotely shaped like a Pokémon is a ripoff, then Flamigo angers me even more because that is such a lazy design yes I’m still mad

Most of Gen IX legit looks like they asked an AI to spit out some Pokémon-shaped stuff and called it a day maybe a quarter of the ‘dex is salvageable and that’s being generous

And having spent the past year or so designing ‘mons for the DA group I help mod…three people doing designs have no problem filling a ‘dex out, the most time-consuming part of creating new Pokémon ought to be modeling the thing and once that’s down you’re good

Which means that Pokémon…has honestly asked for Palworld

Because let me tell you something—when I look at this ripoff of a game, this scam game that comes from people who think that NFTs and AI scraping and plagiarism is a good thing, that claims that every Pal that escapes from a ball had parents that never married, and I STILL want to play it over Pokémon?  When the scam game released in a better state than ScarVi?????

Pokémon drove every single customer to Palworld and because of it Palworld deserves every single one of those two million purchases

#palworld #pokemon criticism #pokemon salt #part of me really hates how good this game looks and how bad Pokemon has been #the other half wants game freak to suffer dearly for their sins #like yes palworld deserves some critiquing #because yeah these are obvious pokemon assets being used #but you can't also in the same breath be defending a company that has been releasing pre-alpha garbage and calling it a game for years now #game freak does not care for you #I'd rather be playing a ripoff game that I actually have fun with than being dragged along on yet another 'consoom product' game

[mknae-jongho]

Nobody fucks you like i do

Genre:Smut

Hard dom!san x brat black thick!reader

Warning: curse words, rough play, All smut, name calling, and more freaky shit so READ AT YOUR ON RISK! ( i suggest you to listen to a sexual R&B playlist to really get the vibe😉) N word is involved

word count: not really necessary it is.

reader name in this smut➡️ brooklyn

You put your phone down face palming yourself. You don’t know how he heard your conversation and you regret it, but at the same time you’re glad he heard it.

San can be too sweet at times, he’s not aggressive and dominant like how i want him to be so hopefully that convo he heard can bring the other side of him out.

You heard the front door open and shut with a loud slam.

“BROOK.” you heard him scream your name from downstairs. he entered the bedroom before closing the door behind him.

“San i-.”

“Really brook!?”

“Baby let me explain-.” you where cut off again.

“So instead of come to me like a women, you want to be a lil scary whore and telling everyone else.” he spoke walking slowly getting close to you.

“ For one i’m not a whore, for two how am i scary for tell the truth!??” you looked at him confused

“Ohh so it’s true, he’s better than me brook?” he said getting closer to you.

“I mean take it how you wanna take it san but he is better than you, i’m sorry but it’s the truth.” you walks out to the kitchen. He followed behind you.

“I’m saying tho you could’ve came to me instead of running off telling your little friends knowing they gon run and talk.” stopped you at the kitchen sink.

“Well you heard it tho, san just get over it.” you waved him off.

“I didn’t directly hear it from you is what i’m saying. Say it to my face brook, tell me how you really feel to my face.” He walked back towards you.

“YOUR NOT GOOD AT SEX SAN… there are you happy?? You want to know so damn bad.” you yelled.

“If i’m not so good how bout you go find somebody who can please you; you fucking slut.” He said getting closer to your face staring at you intensely which gave you chills down your spine but you had to play it cool.

you laughed before saying, “Maybe i will. MAYBE i can just go find me somebody who can fuck me and please me better then you can.” you left back upstairs to call your friends to go out as san followed behind you once again. Getting dress into a see-through red lace dress and red lace heels, san is still blabbering his mouth.

“Do that then bitch, act like your single i can play the same game you wanna play.” he said before getting his shit together to leave out.

“Aye my boi you do what you gotta do.” you said to him laughing, holding your hand up in defense.

He got his stuff before turning around looking at you.

“ You really think this shit funny huh?”

“i’m laughing ainit.” humping your shoulders, you left out heading to your car to meet your friends at the club he followed behind you.

“Okay brook, let’s see who will have the last laugh.” he looked at you before placing his stuff in the car.

“Let’s play bitch.” walking towards your car, he pulled your arm slamming you to the door.

“ Watch that bitch word!” he face just inches away from your face.

“Or what? Whatchu gon do?” tilting your head to the side in question.

“Say it again, i dare you too. Watch and see.” He stares at you intensely eyes hang low as if he’s challenging you.

“ Just move san i have somewhere to be.” you pushed him to the side as you got into the car.”

“That’s what i thought.”

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You don’t like arguing with san but as of right now you don’t give a fuck. So you arrived at the club called Cloud 9 and started looking for your friends kennedy and jasmine.

“HII BROOK.” jasmine and kennedy came up to hug you.

“Hii y’all, it’s been a minute since we’ve seen each other in person.” you hugged them both tightly before letting go.

“Yeah i know, yo nigga been holding yo ass hostage.” kennedy said pouting.

“Yeah he’s not my nigga right now, let’s go in now it’s getting cool.” you told them rubbing your arms as you felt the wind blowing.

Before you walked in you saw san’s car two cars before yours. “wtf is he doing here.” you said to yourself.

When you walked in it felt like you was on a damn desert. It had an aroma of weed and liquor. I mean it is a club after all.

“Let’s go get drunkkkkk.” jasmine yelled before grabbing you and kennedy arm dragging you both to the bar.

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“Brook how many drinks have you had?” your friend kennedy asked sitting beside you as jasmine sat on the other side of you.

“ I don’t know, i lost count.” yelling over the loud music, you looked around and saw your ex kai who was sitting not far from where you were.

“Do you guys remember kai from college?” you turned towards them.

“As in THE Kai, Ole boy you use to date? Yes we do.” Jasmine said while laughing, but soon stopped after you sent her a death stare.

“ You so petty, yeen en have to say all that.” you stated.

“you right, my fault. But we remember him, why you bring him up all of a sudden.” you pointed to were he was sitting and jasmine like the loud bitch she is… “HOLY SHIT, HE GOT FINE AS FU-.” you placed your hand over her mouth to shut her.

“Why are you so loud?” she removed your hand before apologizing.

“Why are you still sitting here brook go over to where he’s at!!” your friend kennedy said passing you a blunt.

“ By the looks of it he’s already making his way over here.” jasmine said loud enough for you to hear.

You looked at her so fast to the point your neck almost popped. “Wha-“

“Hey brook, long time no see don’t ya think?” Kai stood over you holding his hand out for you to accept.

You accept his hand as he stood you up and pull you is for a hug.

“You’ve gotten sexier. Ass is FATT, slim waist. Fuck, if your single i’ll make you back mine.” you felt his hands traveling down your body, down to your ass as you felt his hand giving both cheeks as hard squeeze.

“For the moment i am single.” you told him removing his hands from your ass.

“why you acting like that babygirl? You don’t miss me?” he placed his hand on your chin turning your head to look at him.

Looking around to look for your friends who apparently left you all alone, your eyes come across someone who you did not want to see. CHOI SAN.

He had already had an eye on you as he looked at you up and down and saw how close you were to a man who isn’t him which cause him to poke his cheek with his tongue. When you saw him you body froze as you begin to wonder did he see what Kai have done.

“Brook!” blinking your eyes your focus came back onto kai who’s been calling your name for the past 2 minutes. “You okay? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”

“I’m fine sorry, do you wanna go grab a drink?” walking away from him in a hurry you got the the bar and asked for 3 shots of the strongest liquor to get your mind off of san.

“Brook, you could have waited for me, i’ll pay.”

“Thanks,” feeling the liquor kicking in you hopped out of your see and began rubbing on Kai. Once you’re drunk your uncontrollable everyone knows that.

“Fuck brook, your so sexy.” he turned you around and gave you a hard spank on yout left ass cheek which cause a moan to slip out of your lips.

Pulling you towards him by your waist he whispered into your ear, “you like that doll?” he push you down by your lower back so that’s your bending down in front of him. Grinding his bulge on your slit, he gave your more spanks before pulling you back up placing his lips by your ear.

“Wanna get drunk and nasty with your doll. Wanna fuck you so good and hard you’ll be screaming my name so loud that the neighbors will be worried. I wanna fuck my cum so deep inside of you. Fuck you so good you’ll be shaking and crying from my dick you’ll be begging me to stop.”

What he was saying to you was something san never did. What he was saying to you has got you so wet you can feel your panties sticking to your cunt.

“Take me to the bathroom please, i want you to fuck me so bad.” you hand slowly sliding down to his hard cock that poking thru his pants and giving it a soft squeeze.

He picked you up as you wrapped your legs around his waist walking towards the bathroom, he began licking and sucking your neck leaving small marks. He kept kissing til he found your sweet spot which caused you to twitch in his arms.

He pushed the bathroom door open as he sat you on the bathroom sink. He walked back to admire your body.

“Fuck baby, stand up right quick.” You did what he said and jumped down. When you did he saw your ass jiggle like water which turned him on. He lifted your dress before jiggling your ass in his hands.

“It’s so big,” walking behind you he bend you over the sink. “I wanna fuck you and watch this ass bounce from how hard i’m fucking you doll.”

“Please kai, i need you.” looking at him through the mirror, you received a hard spank. “It’s daddy to you doll!” giving you another spank.

“She calls Nobody daddy beside me!” Hearing that familiar voice cause you to freeze in your place.

“Who are you?” kai removed himself from behind you and pulled you up to wrap his arms around your waist pulling your dress down to its rightful place.

“Brook.” You hear san calls your name. You didn’t look up as you pretend not to hear him.

“BROOKLYN!!” he yells walking closer to you but kai pulls you by your arm and placed you behind him.

“Going back to your ex boyfriend brook. WOW so fast don’t you think.” He quickly snatches you by your hair before kai had time to grab you.

“The fuck are you doing huh?! You back here being a fucking whore, you just can’t seem to keep your legs closed can you?” he pushed your head away so hard that you almost fell, he walked towards you but stopped when he heard a word from your ex.

“Keep your hands off her.” he walked towards san and pushed him back, for how long you have known san and what he’s capable of, that was a BIG MISTAKE.

“Kai.” you shook your head no out of fear and pushed him away from san because you felt the tension rising in the air. You looked towards san and slowly backed away as you saw him walked towards kai.

“ Brook,” he called you and you looked at him before be continued saying “go wait for me in the car.”

“San baby-.”

“Now brook, i won’t tell you again.” he looked towards you making out contact and watched you movement til your completely out of sight.

“What were you planning on doing with my sweet girl hmm?” he got closer to kai and began rolling up his sleeves.

“What i was planning is nun of your business.” Kai stood tall trying to make san believe that he’s ready for anything.

“Oh really. you think you can just have sex with my girl just because you want too, she told me the story about how you did her back in college,” san chuckled feeling his angry building up but he wanted to get something off his chest before all he’ll break lose. “now all of a sudden you wanna stick your little dick her because she have a body that you’ve never expected from her.”

“ Hey homie, your “girl” told me she’s single. And by the looks of it, apparently you’re not doing something right if she came into me wanting this cock of mine don’t ya think,” kai take off his jacket as he feels the tension.

“Maybe you should talk to your girl about how to stop being a hoe, a slut, a whore, all the names in the book because-.” getting cut of by san who anger is slowly letting out.

“Watch your mouth when you speak of her.” he punched kai in the face which cause him to fall back against the wall.

“Or what huh? You’re scared that little ole brook is going to leave you and come back to me because you don’t know how to use your dick.” When that left kai mouth shock was all over san face but chuckled it off.

“You didn’t know i knew huh? Words spread fast player,” kai laughed like a maniac but calms down before saying, “ Sooner or later brook is gonna come back crawling on her knees for pleasure for her little tight cunt to be use, i’ll be at home waiting for her. She knows where home is.” He winked at san and walked past him bumping shoulders with san.

San anger was now fully let out as he began walking behind him turning him around by the shoulder and began punching kai like his life depends on it. Soon kai was knocked unconscious and blood was everywhere even on his shirt.

“Be careful of what rolls off your tongue.”

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“What took you so lo- omg is that blood. San WTF!!”you started yelling and hitting san which soon ended by a grip on your neck.

“ Stop FUCKING hitting me brook! If you didn’t do what the fuck you did then maybe there could’ve been a different outcome.” he let go of your neck and put his arm towards the backseat of the car to grab something out of his bag.

“Take off your panties.” his hand came back around to the front of the car and in his hand is a small bullet vibrating toy.

“Umm no thank you i’m good.” you turned your head to look out the window. He grabbed you by your chin to turn you back towards him. He leans towards you and your lips connected onto a heated make-out. It was a sloppy kiss and it felt so good that your legs began to rub together on its own.

His free hand traveled down your body gripping your waist as he growled in the kiss. The same hand went down to your ass giving it a hard spank which made you moan into the kiss. His hand slowly made a way under your dress slowly taking off your underwear. A loud moan escaped your mouth as you felt him push something into you. He leaned into your ear lightly whispering, “When i tell you to do something i expect you to do it, i don’t want no back talk baby.”

Leaning back to his seat he started the car before looking back towards you grabbing your jaw keeping eye contact with you, “Keep it inside of you till we arrive home, I don’t want to hear a moan leave from your mouth, if i hear anything it’s gonna be worse for you, you already in hot water my love.” he softly tapped your cheek before pulling out of the drive way onto the road.

The music on the radio was low so any sound you make will be noticeable. Wanting to be sneaky you turned up the music a little that’ll be loud enough to cover your moans but your plan didn’t work out as san quickly turned the music down.

“Don’t touch my radio brook, i need to hear every little sound you make.” he told you while his eyes are still in the road. His hand went into his pocket as he pulled out a small remote. He began moving a button up and down which made you realize it controls the speed of the little toy inside of you. You bit your lip to keep a moan from escaping as your breathing gets heavier.

“For every whimper i hear from you,” he looked at you, “i will increase the speed. You’re not allowed to cum unless i let you. If you moan or cum without my permission,” he stops at the red light before grabbing your jaw bringing you closer to his face which cause you to let out a soft sigh before looking up catching his eye, “You’ll see what i can really do to you that you have never seen me do before. You’ll be in so much pain and overstimulated that’ll you’ll be crying and begging for me to stop. Do you want that?” He rises the speed to the highest setting cause you to grip his thigh as your head fell onto his chest. he wrapped his arm around you resting it on your ass knowing you’ll probably stay in this position til you arrive home.

“N-No, can you take it easy on me please san, i beg you.” you looked up at him as you breath slowly wanting to control yourself from moaning. he close his eyes quickly shaking his head no as he pushed his lips together.

“You didn’t want that right,” pulling your dress up giving your ass a hard spank which made you accidentally left out a moan which he heard because your right by his ear “you wanted the other san, the hard and rough san remember.” Giving it another hard spank. “What did i say will happen if i hear a moan come from you?” driving as the light turned green.

“I’m sorry, you caught me off-.” you was trying to explain yourself but was soon cut off. “I don’t give a fuck about that shit you talking bout. I ASKED you a question.” He gave you another hard spank.

“ I forgot san i-.” you should have not said that. “ You forgot. Is that what you said? haha okay baby.” he gave you a couple more spanks til your cheek was completely red with his hand marks as he take the remote and started playing with the speed. Another red light has came and the car comes to a stop.

He pushed you back and pulled you by your leg so one of them are laying on him and the other is on the dashboard. He spits on your cunt and rubbed your clit in a fast motion as cars stops at the light on both sides of the car so what he’s doing is very noticeable. Your hips starts to move up and down uncontrollably as moans starts to slip out and tears start forming in your eyes from how fast he’s going.

San noticed that the people from the cars on the side of the both of you turned and noticed what was happening and stared, a man from one of the cars pulled out his phone and started recording.

“Look baby, someone likes what he see.” grabbing you by the hair he pulled you up and turned you towards the unknown man. You quickly covered you face with your hands to block the man from seeing you. “maybe i should let him have you hmm? You love getting fuck by everyone anyways right?” it was a middle age man in the car who san know may be your type. Without thinking you landed a hard slap across his face.

“Stop saying that like i’m just a slut or something.” San quickly undid his belt before putting it around your neck. Once he tightened it he pulled it choking you pulling you down til you lied down on his lap landing on your back. “Put your hands on me again slut.” He spat on your face rubbing it on your face before slapping you across the face.

As the light turn green he pressed the gas pedal down speeding up the car to arrive at the house faster. Bring his hand lower back to your cunt, he entered two fingers into your pussy which made the vibrater goes deeper in you.

He started fingering you in at a fast pace which made you scream out in pleasure as your legs began to shake harshly. You gripped his wrist and grind your clit on his palm as you moans and breathes increased louder and louder.

“Enjoy as much as you want right now because at home will be hell for you! I will show you that nobody fucks you like i do. ”

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Sorry for the long wait guys!

Part 2 coming soon…Enjoy

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