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vcrnons · 6 months
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so. i just nearly died.
#shut up j#bugs & insect cw ahead#real. like actually real.#I was in the bath ok.#minding my business. consuming content. as a bitch does.#out the corner of my eye i thought I saw something flying but i checked and there was nothing so I just went back to watching this video#literally 30 seconds later. BIGGEST. MOTHERFUCKING. DADDY LONG LEGS. IVE EVER SEEN. flies around the shower curtain#the scream i scrumpt. was so loud. my mother ran upstairs thinking I was being murdered or some shit.#she bursts into the bathroom like WHATS GOING ON and I’m like THERES A DDL and she looks like she wants to kill#me herself.#valid honestly but [redacted] please some of us have phobias ANYWAY#so she’s like where tf is it and I looked up and I could see it on the window so I’m like right there GEDDIT. so she did.#I saw it fall out the window and we closed the window and everything was fine#I go BACK to my bath expecting peace#these fuckers said peace who I’m here to ruin your night because about 15 minutes later GUESS WHAT#ANOTHER ONE COMES ROUND THE SHOWER CURTAIN#I SQUEALED AGAIN BECAUSE OF COURSE I DID?????#and I stood up because it LANDED. ON. ME. so I’m trying to get it off and I’m gen about to start crying#and then it started flying towards me again so I screamed Again and stumbled and FELL. I FELL.#IN THE BATH. FUCKIN. WATER SPLASHES EVERYWHERE. IM STILL HYSTERICAL.#mum comes in AGAIN and is like BITCH. WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU. and I’m like THERES ANOTHER FUCKING—#and she’s more worried about her mf bathroom because the floor is like. to be fair. there is not a dry inch of floor. BUT HELLO???#let’s think about ME?????#so we got rid of the other one and the anticlimactic ending is that I washed my hair and am now sat in my bedroom with a sore throat#but Jesus fucking Christ#HAPPY AUTUMN I GUESS. DAMN. 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭#I need to sleep for 5 years
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Having the whole gay awakening thing 2 years post any relationship and socially isolated irl is the goddamn fucking worst. I am touch starved. I wake up horny every morning. My mind gets stuck in dead end anxious thought loops because I got back in contact with a friend from my teen years who is entangled with my sexuality, though I was too stupid to realise and I haven't heard from her in a day. I just want a friend. I know I'm just lonely and starved of contact but my brain runs off with the 'what if' potentials. Then I hate myself for it. Then that thought loop turns caustic. I tell myself that's why you haven't heard from her, you don't deserve her, you shouldn't be inserting yourself into anyone's life - you're a fucking mess. She's realised that - she's not busy she just hates you.
I know it's a lie my brain has used for so long. I know it's not true, or helpful, or practical. And I know it's why I've pushed everyone away over the years. This is how I learned not to want anything. Because wanting, having wishes and dreams? They fucking hurt.
It doesn't turn the feelings off though. I don't even know if I want a romantic relationship. I just don't want to be alone anymore.
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chaos-in-one · 2 years
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This is why I hate terfs lol
They saw a post saying cishet people don't experience oppression for being cishet and went "ah yes this means this person believes cishet women don't experience oppression for being women" and then decided that justified telling me to fucking kill myself and repeatedly and purposefully bringing up triggering topics to me, even after I repeatedly clarified that's not at all what I fucking meant
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About that 18th episode of Masterforce.... The good thing is that Minerva didn't end up like Movieverse Jazz. Yikes
LMAO YEA TRUE (rip jazz tho 😔🤘🔥)
A harrowing experience but luckily, we can actually thank Sixknight for that!
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ALSO RELATED, THEYRE SO FUCKING TINY COMPARED TO HIM OH MY GODDD 💀✨✨✨ (edit: I've added an episode summary in the tags idk but anyone who sees and reads it tysm 🥺❤️)
-Kuni :3
#this episode is quite interesting like. Sixknight goes to the Decepticons like 'Im Cool Right Im Soooo Fearsome 😌' & megas like 'No lol'#he gets pissed#gets escorted out like an angey customer. blood & gilmer are like 'hey yk 😏 defeat a Godmaster 😏😏 then maybe we'll let u back in 👀'#he goes fuckin WILD on some random Location while Blood & Gilmer just watch like 🤔🤭#naturally Hawk + the kids + Waverider + Ginrai are all like 'ok who the FUCK 😐' and go to check it out and Sixknights like#'WHO ARE YOU IDIOTS WHERES GINRAI' and then Shuta is there and hes like 'HAH IVE FOUND GINRAI!!!1!1' & proceeds to beat up a confused Shuta#who didnt even get time to do anything other than go hUH#& then Actual Ginrai Shows Up and immediately mops the floor with Sixknight after watching him Show Off for like 10 minutes (ok maybe 3)#so THEN blood & gilmer are like 'hehE we'll fix this' and grab minerva to force like all the autobots to stand down and then Sixknight#gets so mad at Ginrai for not fightng back like 'NO WE'RE NEMISISES FIGHT ME >:C' figures out its cause Minerva#so he has her released (^^ cue the cute group hug between the kids & waverider & hawk!! ✨💓)#says something about human weeds (prob offending ginrai) then like 2 more minutes of 'hERES MY SIX PART ATTACK DIE 😝'#so ginrai loads up his gun#shoots ONCE. and thats it. fight is over. ginrai even turns back into a human to be like 'LOOK AT *THIS* WEED 🤪' (paraphrased)#ginrai takes the kids leaving sixknight in actual shambles as the sun sets behind him. narrators like 'will he be back?? who knows 😔🤫🙏'#gilmer and blood are all 'oh hes all show nvm 🙄' aS IF THESE FUCKERS HAVE EVER SUCCESSFULLY ACCOMPLISHED ANYTHING WITH MEANING AAJDGSKSKS#OH MY GOD I WENT OFF OOPS UM#anwyays:]#kuni talks#kuni answers#asks#anon asks#super god Masterforce#masterforce moment òwó 🥺💖✨#minerva#transformers stuff#transformers super god Masterforce#tf#transformers#<3
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rollingwiththedead · 2 years
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This MOTHERFUVKER
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gayberdnird · 2 years
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Will never get over my ex boss at subway constantly pushing me to get a car so i can work more shifts until i fucking gave up answering politely and went "so you're gonna pay for it?"
Never asked me again
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writingouthere · 1 month
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exboyfriend!Sukuna x f!reader.
cw: smut, outdoor sex, angst, controlling behavior.
Your date was a disappointment.
The guy wasn't an asshole or anything, but at some point he'd talked about cryptocurrency for ten minutes straight without you saying a word and there was no coming back from that.
"I had a great time," he tells you as you stand on the subway platform after finally escaping the restaurant. You nod noncommittally and wonder if this is the part where he asks for your number. You're calculating the risk/reward of giving him a fake number and having him potentially call it while you're still right in front of him when you hear a familiar laugh from behind you.
"I doubt it," the voice says and you close your eyes. Maybe if you wish hard enough you can develop teleportation and not have to deal with this.
"I'm sorry, who are you?" your date asks, his voice only wavering a little as he looks at your ex-boyfriend. Honestly, you admire him. The sight of the tall, heavily tattooed (alleged) criminal was usually enough to make people cross the street to avoid him but not this accountant? Investment baker? Dentist? Fuck, he'd talked about his job for thirty minutes and you had not been listening. You would have guilty if you weren't actively judging him for not even noticing your lack of engagement.
Whatever, he probably wasn't brave, he was probably just an idiot.
Sukuna seemed to agree as he laughed again and put his hand on your shoulder.
"I'm her boyfriend."
Your date looked at him, looked at you, and seemed to be weighing if this was worth one mediocre date. He seemed frozen for a second until Sukuna took a step forward and the guy's previously dormant survival instincts seemed to awaken and he booked it down the train platform.
Once he was out of sight, you took Sukuna's hand and dropped it off your shoulder like a fallen leaf that had got stuck on your jacket.
"Are you following me, now?" You wouldn't have put it past him. You turn to face your ex who looks not only unrepentant for his little routine but vindicated. Or maybe he just looks vindictive, you can never tell.
"Are you going on dates with any loser that asks?" He tosses back and you roll your eyes.
"You didn't even meet him."
"So, he wasn't a loser? And you weren't deciding if it was worth giving him a fake number and having him call you right then?"
You hated that he knew you so well.
"He seemed the type to call," you concede and Sukuna scoffs.
"Absolutely, that fucker is. Women have been giving that dumb fuck fake numbers since he was begging for them with his little Nokia flip phone."
"Is Nokia still a thing?" you ask and Sukuna glares at you.
"Do I look like Google to you? Hey, don't try to district me, princess. We were talking about how you seem to have gotten it into your mind that you can cheat on me with any guy with a pulse."
"I'm not cheating on, we're not together," you tell him as your train pulls up. You don't bother protesting as he follows you on it, even though you know the old apartment you used to share is in the other direction from your new place.
"The fuck we're not," he seethes. The other riders look at you and you see one or two guys deciding if it's worth trying to get involved but you're more concerned about the teenage girl who looks ready to fight this asshole for you. God, you loved women.
"You're making a scene," you tell him and he looks ready to make the scene Oscar worthy before you give him the look that used to make him not call your friends' babies ugly when you went to birthday parties.
"Where can we talk then?"
"I'm not taking you to my place," you say and he sucks his teeth.
"Then let's go home."
"You mean to your home."
Sukuna looks furious but you're not in the mood. You had just spent the past two hours on a terrible date, which made you think about how dating was just going to be like this until you found a new boyfriend or gave up, which then made you think about your break up and how up until a few months ago, you thought you would never go on a first date with anyone ever again.
You hated that Sukuna had put you here and you hated that you still loved him.
"I'm not leaving until we talk about this."
"There's nothing to talk about."
You're so tired, Sukuna is so close and it's been so long since you got to smell him or feel his warmth. Your apartment was still barely furnished but everything in it was new and it still didn't feel like home. The one sweatshirt of his you'd let yourself take had stopped carrying his scent weeks ago, and just being close to him now, it made something in you relax. Like you were finally home.
"There fucking is," he hisses and now he's so close you can make out the scar on his jaw and the fullness of his lips. You used to tease him that you'd never met a man whose lips were as soft as his. He may have looked like tough shit, but you would never catch him out of the house without lotion and chapstick.
You wondered if he was still using the cherry chapstick you had bought him at the grocery store the week before you'd broken up.
"Are you going to marry me? Are you going to give me a baby?"
"Princess-"
"Then there's nothing to talk about," you say and you thank whoever's watching that the train is pulling up to your stop. You get off and Sukuna is right on your heels.
"You don't even want those things right now, why the fuck does it even matter?"
"I want them eventually and if you're not willing to give them to me, then I just don't think I need to keep wasting my time."
You're roughly dragged into a nearby alley and tossed against a brick wall. Sukuna's hand cups the back of your head, taking the force of the slam and you hate that he watches out for you even when he's being a controlling jackass.
"Being with me is wasting your time? Who the fuck do you think you are?"
"Not your girlfriend," you snap back. "Let go, I want to go home."
"Fuck you," he tells you and you're about ready to fight him, grown scary man or not when he leans down and his lips are on yours.
They taste like cherry chapstick.
His hand on the back of your head tightens, his thumb pressing against your neck and making you shiver. His other hand is pressed tight to your jaw and when you gasp against his mouth, he presses down as if he can hold you open and consume you so you can't leave him again.
His muscled thigh is in between yours and you can feel the rough texture of his jeans, the same pair he wore to work, the same pair you'd put through the washing machine a thousand times, rub against where your legs are only covered in tights. The shorter than usual skirt meant to entice your date, and instead it was being taken advantage of by your ex-boyfriend.
Sukuna let go of your face so he could put his hand underneath the fabric of your skirt.
"New outfit?" He teases as his hand slides to the top of your tights.
"Got it for my date," you snap and he growls at you before he rips the seams of your tights. Before you can complain, he's dragging them down your thighs and diving into your panties so he can get to your cunt. The underwear is new too and a pained noise leaves you at the sensation of them snapping against your inner thigh, both at the pain and the thought of how much they cost.
"I still have those blue ones you like at home, the ones you wore for my birthday last year," he tells you as he slides his finger down the seam of your cunt. You're wet and it annoys you because orgasming has been a bitch to achieve since you had to start giving them to yourself again.
"You can keep them," you tell him and he bites your lower lip between his teeth, they'd always felt too sharp for a man and you know you're a twitch or a less than playful nibble away from a busted lip.
"They're not really up for wearing anymore anyway."
You want to ask him what he means by that as he kisses down your neck and thrusts one finger into you, the slide almost unholy.
"So fucking wet, your cunt was always better at talking than you were."
The sensation of being filled even though it's not enough it's not enough begins to itch at your need to be satisfied as your mind fills in the gaps of his previous words.
You can imagine Sukuna in the bed you used to share, the dark blue sheets and the comforter covered in a black pattern that had reminded you of the marks that covered his body. One hand holding your favorite pair of panties and the other his big cock, that sometimes you missed even more than him.
Did he use the panties to jerk off with, the fabric just an expensive tissue for his cum? Did he hold them to his nose and pretend he could still smell your pussy on them in the bed that used to smell like both of you? You had tried watching porn and reading smut, the stuff you had relied on before you were together, and nothing compared to what it felt like to come from his fingers, his tongue, his cock.
The only times you had touched yourself when you were together were when Sukuna had wanted to watch, his commentary pushing you to the edge. He had always known what to say.
Good girl, now try two fingers for me. Not enough? Do you need my cock? Fucking slutty princess, eh?
No matter how demeaning his words were, you had never felt true shame because his desire for you was always apparent. Sukuna never held back praise where he felt it was deserved, and he had always been quick to let you know that what you were doing was pleasing him.
"Pay attention to me, princess. I'd hate to think I was boring you." The words are laced with cruelty and the added pressure of a second figure is harsh, too soon, and still not enough.
The hand in your hair tightens, but the grip still careful not to mess it up beyond repair. Something you'd been adamant about in the beginning days of your relationship. The gentleness of it, of him, makes you cry out.
Since Sukuna was the only one who still seemed cognizant of how you were in an alley, only a right turn from being on a public sidewalk, he was quick to catch your moan in his mouth. Nearly purring in reply, a ridiculous thing for a ridiculous man to do.
"Fuck, that's it. No one else can make you feel like this, this cunt is fucking mine."
"Yes," you hiss out in agreement. Pleased with your concession, Sukuna's thumb swipes over your clit as he continues his punishing rhythm with his fingers. You can hear how wet you are as it echoes off the brick around you. Even though it's cold outside, you feel almost too hot between the warmth of his body shielding yours from the world around you and the heat that's continuing to build up in your core.
"So close, I know you are. Beg me, princess and I might let you come," he whispers in your ear and you would feel embarrassed of the whine you let out if you weren't so close.
"Please, Sukuna. Please, let me come!"
"I don't know. Not sure if I should reward you since you've apparently being going around giving this pussy to fucking anyone."
You shake your head. "No, I haven't slept with anyone since we broke up."
Sukuna kisses you so hard, you're grateful for the hand behind your head because you know his knuckles must be bruised from the force he kisses you with. Sukuna pulls back, a string of saliva connecting his lips to yours and you hate that you find that hot. That this whole thing is hot.
For a second, the softness in his eyes takes your breath away and you almost forget about where you are and what you're doing and why it's the worst idea you've ever had. He's just Sukuna, the love of your life and you miss him so much.
You think he might say something crazy like he loves you or even propose but then the softness is gone and he just grins at you.
"Alright, come then, you've earned it."
With permission granted, Sukuna focuses his attention on your clit in just that way you like in the way that only someone who's done this hundreds of times could do. He's definitely leaving hickies around your collarbone and neck, but for now they feel good and when you come, you bite your lip knowing it will be bruised. A reminder of how you're an idiot when you look at it in the mirror tomorrow.
Still soft with your orgasm, you reach down to return the favor but Sukuna grabs your hand.
"I'm not walking around with cum in my jeans," he tells you, kissing your palm. Typical of him, to end something crass with something sweet. You sigh as he puts you back down on the ground. You pull up what remains of your tights, the fabric uncomfortable on your quickly drying thighs. Your ripped panties lie on the ground and Sukuna looks at them forlornly before shaking his head, dirty alleyway panties apparently being too much even for him.
Sukuna grabs the bag you'd dropped when he'd kissed you and gestures for you to exit the alley. A few passersby give you strange looks but you figure if you were going to be arrested for public indecency, it would have happened already.
"I guess we're going to mine," you say. "I live like another two blocks this way."
"I know," Sukuna says already heading that way.
You blow a piece of hair out of your eye. "Of course you do."
When Sukuna actually types in the passcode to your building you almost lose it, but you're tired and honestly you had kind of expected to just come home to him already in your apartment at some point. Sukuna had never been great at respecting boundaries. Or the law.
You unlock the door to your apartment, it takes everything in you not to ask if he already has a key. You don't want to know. He follows you in and the two of you sit at the dingy two person table you have set up by one of the only windows.
"Cozy."
"Fuck you." He smirks in that way that has always made you want to punch him and you're reminded that you're currently wearing shredded tights.
"Sukuna, you wanted to talk. So talk."
The smirk leaves his face and he looks at his nails, pressing his thumb against the one on his pointer finger and then looking through the 'o' formed there. "You left."
"I did."
He looks at you. "Why?"
"You know why," you say, tired again.
"Sure, you want to get married at some point. You want a baby at some point. I don't see what that has to do with us, right now."
"Because right now leads to that some point. It doesn't just happen. There are things I want, that are important to me. If they're not important to you, then I need to find someone who has the same priorities as me."
"Because I'm not your priority," he says and this is the rehash of an argument you'd had a thousand times. Sukuna was selfish and possessiveness and while that had always granted you a certain security, it had also been a chain you'd constantly worn around your ankle. You weren't going to defend your time at work or with friends to your boyfriend. That belonged to a different time, to different women and it had been a nonnegotiable early in your relationship that he figure that shit out with himself.
"Sukuna, I love you but I'm not going to give up what I want for my future because you don't want it. You don't have to want it, in fact I appreciate that you've been honest about it-"
"So appreciative, you left me," the words are almost snarled and you sigh.
"That's not fair. You can't be mad I want something else, the same way I'm not mad that you want something else. It's not a character flaw to not want to get married, or to not what kids. It just means you have a person out there for you who shares that view. Because it's not me."
"Why can't it be enough to just have a life with the two of us?"
"It's not about whether or it's enough, it's about me wanting something else."
There's a pause. Sukuna claws at the dents already in your battered table and deepens the grooves as you try not to flinch at the sound of his nails bearing down on wood.
Finally, he responds. "You know, I spent my childhood, my teens and a lot of adulthood raising Yuuji because our piece of shit parents couldn't be bothered and let me tell you. It's fucking hard. It is constant and they need so much for you. I didn't do anything but work and watch him for almost two decades and I don't want to do that again. I want my own life."
"I understand," you tell him. "That was a lot, even if you did a great thing by taking him in."
"It wasn't because I was nice. You seem to be forgetting that I'm a murderer. And you want me to fucking watch Bluey with some brat."
"You may not be nice but you do right by the people you care about. I also don't think you've murdered a baby, it would probably be okay."
"That's more incidental than a conscience choice," he says and you know he has to hear how ridiculous he sounds.
"Alright. I respect your decision but for what it's worth, we're not kids anymore and you wouldn't be doing this alone. I think Yuuji turned out pretty great because he had you, and I think any kid of our would be lucky to have you as a dad."
"You would really do all that with me," he says and his voice is as close to wonderous as you've ever heard it. "You really are a lost cause."
You try not to react, remind yourself that this is always how Sukuna responds to affection. He'd laughed at you the first time you'd told him you loved him. You'd punched him and broken your hand on his chin. He'd told you he loved you in the ER as the attendant resetting your hand looked on in horror.
"I think that's enough for today. Thanks for stopping by and for the orgasm, appreciate it," you say, rising from the chair. You walk the short trip to your door and open it. "Hope you have a safe trip home."
Sukuna stays seated. "That's it?"
"Yeah, Sukuna, that's it."
"And if I said I could do this, I could give you those things."
You think about it and look him over. How his hands twitch as if only his ego is preventing them from clenching. The clear trauma that was informing his previous stance.
"I'd say take some time and maybe talk to someone. I don't want to do this with someone who can just bring themselves to bear it. I want them to be as excited as me."
"That's asking for a lot from a guy."
"But someone will do it." Sukuna looks angry again and when he steps in your space, you push him gently away with your hand. He goes to hold it and even the familiar scrape of his calluses against your skin can't make you waver.
"Bye, Sukuna."
Sukuna looks at you, waiting for you to give in you know but you won't.
He leaves without another word.
When the door to the stairwell slams shut, you finally let yourself cry.
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It's been a month since you've seen Sukuna and you're on another date.
The guy is unoffensive. He gave you a hug when you met up and he'd made a joke about the plethora of other couples at the restaurant. You two started playing a game where you tried to guess how many dates each couple had been on?
"Three, she's finally figured out she can't put up with how he chews no matter how nicely coiffed his hair is," your date says as you take another sip of your drink.
"That's a second date, his chewing is a commit or quit type of deal and she looks ready to go. Bet they didn't eat together on their first date."
"Is he telling the plot to Dune, he has not stopped talking since we sat down," he says and you giggle despite yourself.
You've just started on the couple both looking determinedly at their phones by the window when your phone rings.
"Sorry, I need to take this," you say and he smiles.
"No worries, I'll let you know how many times she misses her mouth while looking at her phone."
You wave as you go to stand outside. You take a deep breath and then answer.
"Hey."
"Hey, princess. Bad time?"
"No, just, what do you want?"
"Well, I'm planning this first date with this girl and I'm having trouble figuring out how to explain something."
You want to throw up, what kind of test is this?
"What do you want to say?"
"Well, I've heard that it's important to be straightforward with your intentions, so you don't waste anyone's time."
"And what are your intentions?" You manage to spit out and he laughs, his smugness almost seeping out the phone.
"Well not anytime soon, but eventually I think I'd like a little brat. You know, prove to Yuuji that he wasn't a fluke."
You heart is pounding and you hate him. You love him.
"Uh huh."
"And I guess it would probably be easier to do that if we just got married. You know, taxes, healthcare, I still don't have healthcare but my wife will and I've heard you can add people to that."
"This proposal is the fucking worst one I've ever heard," you say, trying to ignore the fact you are now crying in front of a restaurant. People walk by giving you pitying looks, probably think you got stood up.
"It's not a proposal, it's a framing of intent."
"Why do you talk like such an old man, we are almost the same age?"
"Why do you talk like such a brat?"
"You know-"
"Probably," he says and you laugh despite yourself.
"So when is this date?"
"Tonight," he says. "You can wear that dress you're wearing, it looks perfect on you."
"Are you fucking here, you creep?"
"That's no way to talk to your future husband and no. That place is a shithole, I'm at our usual."
"Good, I've missed it. No one makes my drink the way I like it," you tell him and he hums.
"Well, it will be waiting for you when you get here. So get here soon."
"Alright, I'll see you soon."
Sukuna hangs up and you stand there. There's a perfectly nice guy inside. One who makes you laugh and who maybe one day you could grow to love.
But there's another guy across town who is sitting at your favorite restaurant, ordering your favorite drink. His lips taste like the organic chapstick, he claims to be too tacky to be worth wearing but keeps it in his pocket anyway. He built all your furniture and let you paint your bathroom green even though you live in a rental. He's held your hair back when you were sick and cleaned it up even as he bitched at you for the mess and done a rather cruel impression of you retching.
There's another guy that you love.
So you go back into the restaurant to tell your perfectly nice date that something has come up.
Maybe you're a fool, but what else could you do?
Maybe this will be a series, idk. Being an adult is weird. This is def ooc but you know, let me work through things and call them fiction. That's what this account is for.
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gloxk · 6 months
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Please give us sum eren & armin toxic hc Like armin and eren would be two different types of toxic. Ex!boyfriend eren blowing ur back out n sending it to ur bf or whoever ur talking to n ex!boyfriend armin not being able to take you talking to someone else so he fucks you a party or smth idk go crazy. 🤰🏾.
“Yeah my ex is crazy.”
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A/N: No bc they are two completely different types of toxic. Like idk how to explain it? I js feel like eren is the type of ex to be petty and trifling. But armin..omg..armin goes off the fucking deep end. But i love my lil psychos🤭.
WARNING!: A lil fluff , toxic behavior, unhealthy relationships, smut, unprotected s*x, Blackmailing, Mentions of offing someone, obsession, controlling, plus other things . +17 mdni
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EREN! Please for the love of god don’t let Eren find out you fucking with someone else. This man will go from nonchalant to crazy. “Oh word? This what we doing?”. He disregards the fact yall broke up a whole month ago.
He would definitely blow up your phone after seeing a post on instagram. “Who is he?” & “He fuck you better then me?”. Oh and please don’t tell him yes. Because let me warn you. He will be right there at that door knocking.
“You know you fucking lyin. But ight we gon see.” He hung up the phone and you laughed at him. Who gave this man an ego? Did he really think he was the only man with good dick?
You were confused when you heard a knock on your door but to your surprise, it was eren. “What the fuck?” he pushed right passed you walking into your apartment. “Nah, don’t fucking play with me y/n.” You could tell he was pissed just by his voice.
This man wasted no time bending you over the couch and fucking you right there.
“Nobody could fuck you better the me.” He grabbed a fists full of your hair pulling you up to his mouth.“You belong to me. Don’t ever let me find out there’s someone other than me fucking you like this.” and to be quite frank, nobody could fuck you like eren.
Eren talked you through the whole thing. He knew he was rough with you, but god he couldn’t help it. So that’s why he praised you for taking his dick so well <3.
He took out his phone and pressed record. His hard thrust drove lewd moans from your lips. “Fuck right there!” you screamed every time his hips slapped your ass. He made sure he got glimpse of your face so the guy knew it was you. He made sure you screamed his name just to prove who you belonged to.
You got so many miss calls while eren fucked you to sleep. Every time ole boy called eren went faster. <3
You woke up alone, your bed empty. Your phone notifications were through the roof. Over 100 notifications from that guy. It was crazy. But a simple text from eren stuck out. “Let me hear word about you fucking w some again. Next time ima put em in a casket.”
You weren’t sure if he was joking or not. But one thing you did know was he made every threat a promise. And he always kept his promises.
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ARMIN! Lawd, you let armin find out you even thought about some one else fucking you, it was over.
This man went full psychotic when word got to him about you talking to someone guy. Apparently you were at a party grinding all up against him.
The first thing armin did was collect every drop of information he had on this guy. His home address, His mother’s facebook, His phone number, Job number. He knew too much on the fucker who decided to touch his pretty “girlfriend”.
It pissed him off, how dare you try to replace him. He blew up your phone to the point it crashed. “That’s so fucking cute, y/n. You think that you can just go fuck some other guy?” , “Please don’t make me do something crazy.” . The crazy part was you didn’t even fuck the guy, he was just fucking crazy. He always assumed you were cheating for some reason.
When you didn’t answer his calls he pulled up expeditiously. if you didn’t answer within the 30 minute window he wouldn’t wait to show up to your door.
“Y/n open this goddamn door.” He banged on the door. It was 2 am- oh yeah he knew you had work later, he didn’t care.
As soon as you open the door an argument ensued. “Pick up the fucking phone when I call you y/n” He yelled at you slamming the door behind him. “You ain’t my fucking boyfriend Armin. Ion gotta do shit.”
He never made you regret your words so fast. His nails dug into your hips as his pace increased. “Ain’t yo fucking boyfriend huh? Then why you letting me fuck you raw?”
Your bed was a mess after he made you cum over and over again. After he was done all you could do was mumble incoherently ‘Nobody is better then you’. He was rough but his after care made up for it <3.
He kissed your forehead before he nuzzled into your chest. “You’re the best I ever had.” he soon fell asleep after those words left his mouth.
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I love my cute lil crazy guys <3
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s17s17 · 1 year
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I ripped the window out of my truck like a fucking animal after I locked myself out after work and now I have to play it off like someone else did it for fun, wish me luck
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hwajin · 9 months
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☆°. — silly boyfie things | skz
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genre: fluff
pairing: skz x gn!reader
note: i haven't posted headcanons in ages and this was SO much fun to fabricate omg hope you like it 🫶🫶
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— CHAN
he would FIGHT with you over the check after you went out for dinner. like literally FIGHT and not budge when you propose to pay yourself, because you feel bad that he always, always pays for the both of you. you think you smarted him out when you invited him for dinner calling for you to pay but he has his wallet ready the moment you finish your food, telling the waiter the bill is shared and having his money out faster than you can look — it nearly enrages you every time, but he tells you he genuinely enjoys paying, doesn't mind it and wants to do it, so you have no chance other than letting it go (even if reluctantly).
— LINO
he's so annoying he thinks it's PEAK commedy to say "no" to every single favour you ask him only to do it seconds later. OR saying no and waiting, actually not doing said favour and waiting for you to get annoyed until he'd nudge and end up doing it after all. giggles as if he's the funniest mf like he enjoys seeing you being annoyed so much. acts like this in front of friends and in public in general as well, ALSO cringes sm when you show him affection whenever on a get together though the moment the two of you are alone he literally won't be able to keep his hands off you. like he pretends to be so disgusted when you even as much as touch him in public, and the moment you're alone behind closed doors he's slouching onto you like a koala.
— CHANGBIN
omg you can't tell me that he didn't invent the "no you hang up first" 😭 like you'd be coming to the end of a conversation (often while he's on tour or smth tho he literally needs to hear your voice every single day so he calls you like whenever he has a minute even of free time) and at some point he's like "aight hang up 🥰" and you play along and hit him with the "no you do 😆😝" and the quarelling goes back and forth (jokingly on your side, in ALLLL seriousness on his) and at some point you say goodbye for real and hang up AND YOU CAN BET THIS FUCKER CALLS BACK like all pouty and actually slightly upset that you had the audacity to hang up??? and you're like someone has to at some point we can't have an endless phone convo??? and he's like why not do YOU NOT LOVE ME???? yeah you get it.
— HYUNJIN
bro this man NEEDS him to be your lockscreen on your phone. like it's an actual need of his or else he's gonna cease to exist he thinks. like you're obviously his wallpaper (both on his lock AND homescreen) so when he catches a glimpse of your phone and you dare to have just a random pinterest pic as your lockscreen, one you've chosen mindlessly altogether he RIOTSSSS. pouts as if his life is depending on it, clutches his heart as if it's gonna stop any minute, gasps and side-eyes you as if you straight up cheated on him. takes a selfie RIGHT that moment (it takes him a while because he both can't decide whether he wants it to be cute or sexy, and because he wants to look good either way) and sets it as your lockscreen instantly. checks like daily to see if you've changed it (if you did to tease him he LITERALLY is moments from breaking up with you).
— JISUNG
he sends you pics of ugly looking animals with a 'you' attached to the message. like even if it has no resemblence with you altogether. like it'll be a fish, a whale, a bird, a funny looking dog and their all attached with 'you'. and like he finds it so funny even if you never react to it, in fact finds it SO hilarious that at some point he will send you pics of literally ANYTHING he sees ever — like furniture, tools, random fucking street lamps, you name it — with a 'you' attached to it and CACKLES as if he invented comedy himself. the bright side to it, he takes this to the romantic level and shoots pretty pics of flowers and sends them with the same 'you' attached to it, or pics of the sky, or of a particularly bright star. so maybe it's not that annoying after all.
— FELIX
he causes his friends to tease you because he literally can't shut up about you. like every single thing you do he even slightly adores (which is, every single thing period, tbh) is being reported to his friends because he's just so in love with you he has to get the words out or he'll combust :((. like you'd maybe get him a little gift, smth small about stuff he's interested in lately, or these "i saw this and thought of you" gifts and he presents said gift to his friends as if it's an artifact of love itself, and the next time you're over they're going at you, teasing the shit out of you because tbh, they've teased felix so much already for talking their ears off that they need another victim. you basically never stop blushing when around them, hearing constantly just how much your bf talks about you when you're not around (and you'd lie saying you don't like it).
— SEUNGMIN
bro just straight up leaves you on read except when your text contains something of advantage to him 😭😭. like you haven't seen him in a while and want to catch up a bit? he reads the message and responds like 5 hours later ("we've seen each other yesterday, you can't possibly miss me enough to talk again"). or when you send him random tiktoks or shitposts — opens and reads them and then doesn't ever bother to even leave a like 😭. though the moment you hit him with a text like "running to the supermarket, you want anything?" he's responding the same second and you grow salty every time, wondering why you put up texting him in the first place.
— JEONGIN
pretends to be jealous like a LOT. like the first time he'd be actually jealous, going fresh into the relationship with insecurities still gnawing at you and him and when he confesses you reassure him, making sure he understands there will never be an occassion on which he needs to be remotefully jealous, even. and after that he simply pretends to be, for shits and giggles and to piss you off. like you talk to the barista for your order? how could you even look their direction omg. you send a quick text to a friend while out with him? how dare he's not the single most important thing in your life rn. you tell him about a dream that didn't involve him? breaking up with you this very instant. can't stop himself from giggling at his one if a kind humour while watching you grow annoyed every time anew.
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gyusrose · 3 months
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➵ i still get jealous -> y. jw
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⚠︎ smut ! (mdni)
✎ toxic!jungwon, unprotected sex, degrading, dirty talk, face-fucking, angry sex
summary: you’ve been friends with jake for as long as you can remember, jungwon shouldn’t feel insecure about him, right?
wc: 1.5k
{ jungwon x fem.reader}
( i got inspired by that one question they asked won in the fan meet hehehe)
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“wonie? wonie? is everything alright?” jungwon gripped the steering wheel locking his jaw. of course he wasn’t alright.
you’ve spent the entire night (according to him) on your phone texting that fucker. it’s always ‘jake this’ ‘jake that’ he’s starting to feel a certain way about this dude.
jungwon shook his head at your question, not trying to start arguing while he’s driving.
“you’re just awfully silent, is something bothering you? do you feel sick?”
jungwon rolled his eyes at your naiveness, you pretty much ignored him (again according to him) the whole night.
“i don’t know, maybe ask jake how he feels.” there. he said it, well.. spatted.
you instantly rolled your eyes, he’s back at it again.
“don’t start, you know exactly what’s between me and jake.”
“are you sure ? you were giggling on the phone the whole night!”
“i answered one 3-minute call! that’s it! do you not trust me ?”
“i sometimes feel like i don’t, you barely talked to me, it always jake jake jake jake.”
your eyebrows furrowed in confusion. where was he getting all of this from?
jungwon was in fact wrong. you didn’t ignore him nor talked with jake the whole night. you answers ONE call from him and then turned off your phone to give jungwon all your undivided attention. but jungwon like always, overthinks everything.
“at this point just date him.” at this point jungwon was furious.
“oh stop being ridiculous jungwon!”
“oh i’m ridiculous ? alright we’ll see.”
the rest of the ride was quiet, you didn’t have the guts to respond to jungwon after what he said. your breath quickened, for some reason you felt..nervous?
jungwon threw his keys on the counter as y’all entered the apartment.
he pulled you into the bedroom in a blink of an eye, gripping your neck, so you’re looking at him straight in the eye.
“i’m gonna fucking teach you, not to be such a little slut, i’m the only man you should talk to, am i right?”
you nodded quickly.
“use your words”
“yes, yes jungwon only you.”
he let go of your neck, now stripping from his clothes, you went along with his steps and took your own clothes off.
“on your knees baby.”
he said stroking his dick in front of you.
“you know what to do.” you grabbed his base and licked the tip slowly. feeling the urge to tease him.
jungwon groaned at your actions. grabbing your chin.
“nuh uh, open wide, i see what you’re trying to do.” you opened up your mouth while he grabbed hair into a ponytail. his hips thrusted up inside your mouth as he pushed your head down onto his cock. pretty much fucking the hell out of your face.
jungwon’s eyes closed in pleasure as he continued to furiously thrust into your mouth, the feeling of tagging drove him over the edge, the way your throat closes made his dick twitch.
“fuck yeah, that’s right, keep that mouth open for me whore. “
at some point you couldn’t take it anymore and started moaning into his dick sending vibrations through it.
he finally pulled out of your mouth, not wanting to cum so easily. you were just adjusting your breathing when you felt being thrown into the bed.
“are you tired already ? i haven’t even fucked you yet, how pathetic.” she said shaking his head in disappointment.
without any warning, he inserted two of his long fingers into your cunt, making your back arch at the sudden sensation. he purposely went really slow, loving to see how stressed you’d get. lifting your hips up a little to go faster.
jungwon held your hips still, smacking the inside of your thigh, making you squirm.
“you think i’m going to let you do what you want?” his fingers still thrusting into you curling them inside.
you moaned loudly, wanting to be filled up already.
“please jungwon, fuck me, just fuck me!”
jungwon chuckled, this is how he wanted to see you, begging for him only him.
“so desperate for my dick, you fucking love it don’t you?” he said looking straight at you.
you could barely form a sentence but you managed to.
“yes please wonie just fill me up, i need you.” jungwon didn’t want to give in so easily but fuck was that so hard to do when you’re looking at him with those eyes begging to be fucked.
he retracted his fingers from you and instead lined himself up with your entrance. the wetness from his dick and your pussy was more than enough lube.
he dragged his dick up and down your pussy making you whine.
finally, he slowly entered you. nothing could be compared to the feeling of being inside of you. the way your pussy engrossed his cock almost made him cum on the spot.
jungwon wasted almost no time and started slamming into you with no mercy, your cries could probably be heard from blocks away.
the bed squeaked with every thrust he stirred.
“oh fuck jungwon, just like that fuck yes!” he knew how to drive you crazy, knowing exactly where to hit in your insides.
“mhm yeah? you like that? can jake fuck you like this? can he?” he grabbed your chin straight at him. normally you would roll your eyes at his remarks over your best friend but how hot it looked right now.
wanting to tease him more, you nodded your head.
“i don’t know maybe, he could probably go faster..” jungwon was appalled.
his thrusts weee enraged. you could feel how infuriated he was with every one of them. it was amazing.
“oh you think? can he make you feel like this? huh?” his hand lowered to your pussy, rubbing your clit in circular motion making you hips snap at the impact it had on your body.
you whines, moaned and groaned at all once.
“answer me!”
“no-shit - not he can’t.” with the speed he was going at, jungwon was dying for this view, you tits bouncing up at every thrust, he couldn’t help but lean down to suck and fondle them.
your hands reached down to his hair, gripping it not wanting him to pull away from them.
jungwon pulled away from your nipple and leaned back to his original position. now putting your legs over his shoulder in order to go even deeper (if possible) .
“only i can see you like this, you get that slut? no one, specifically jake can.”
“yes only you baby, fuck i’m gonna cum!” tears could be seen streaming down your face from the immense amount of pleasure you were receiving. jungwon wiped your tears then leaned down engulfing you in a deep kiss. his tongue swirled around yours, it felt like everything all at once. lust, love, anger, compassion.
“who’s pussy is this huh? tell me.”
“i’m cumming holy shit.”
“do not cum! tell me answer my question! who’s pussy is this?”
the ecstasy from the pleasure but now the urge to cum made your mind numb. barely forming a sentence.
“yours jungwon.” you said quietly, sure he heard it but he wasn’t content with it.
“i can’t hear you!” jungwon leaned closer to you. smirking. he wanted to cum so bad, but he wanted to hear you say that before it.
“yours jungwon! all yours to fuck.” you said much louder this time, the stress visible in your voice.
that’s all it took jungwon to come undone inside of you.
“fuck cum with me baby, cum all over my dick.” your orgasm mixed with his meant a furor of moans echoing around the bedroom.
jungwon pulled out of you before plopping right next to you, hugging your waist.
“tell that fucker to not call you so much.” you chuckled and kissed his lips knowing damn well that you’ll probably do it again in order to have this side of jungwon again.
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rookiesbookies · 3 months
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“so what if I sucked his dick. his knuckles were split and bloody from defending my safety and my honor what else was I supposed to do”
With my boys (141+Konig+Keegan)
Price
Price is not a man to bring violence into his domestic life. He just refuses to. He has the gun under the couch and the hand gun in his bedside table, and that’s all the violence at home he needs.
HOWEVER.
The night you both had gone on a nice date and decided to end the night at a pub he was just having a good time. He didn’t want to be bothered. He was having a nice time.
When he watched the guy come up behind the two of you slurring, he was already set on edge. When the man grabbed your ass? There was zero hesitation.
Punch landed square between the poor guys eyes, John took a long sip of his drink and left a $100 on the table to cover any problems and the two drinks you both had, before taking you by the hand and leaving.
The man had a thick skull and Price honestly just ignored the fact that he had clearly probably broken a bone in his hand because the head you were giving him made it all so worth it.
Soap
Surprisingly, it was not a random person he punched.
He and Gaz had gotten into a petty argument. It shouldn’t have started, really.
Apparently Gaz made some snarky comment about Soap’s girl. It was before Gaz and his girlfriend had started dating so he didn’t have a woman to put him in his place over the shitty comment.
Johnny, however, was happy to oblige.
It took both Ghost and Price to pull him off Gaz, who was luck Soap only got a few good hits in. Soap was sent home like a kid from school and John stapled a note to his shirt explaining what had happened.
What Captain John Price didn’t expect, however, was for you to reward this behavior.
Little kitten licks and fluttering kisses up and down his length, tell him how proud you were he defended you before giving him the sloppiest of his life.
He brain melted, Soap had half the mind to punch Gaz for it again next time he saw him just to see if she would reward him again.
Ghost
Oh, he had considered strangling your ex more than once. But he caught him at your doorstep when he had just gotten back from a mission.
He wasn’t Simon yet. He was still Ghost.
So when the fucker was banging on your door, he was happy he had insisted on getting you a better front door lock. He could see you running to your bedroom, probably to get the handgun he kept under the dresser.
He almost wanted to call you and tell you not to bother.
He tore the man away from the door and just went ham. It wasn’t until you returned and looked out the window to see what had happened that Simon held up the man bloody and bruised and passed out.
Simon shoved the dude in whatever car he came in before driving to the middle of nowhere and leaving an only mildly threatening note, before having you pick him up.
When you went from kissing the splits and blood from his knuckles ot undoing his belt, he was so grateful his old square body had a bench seat.
The death grip on the steering wheel was the only thing keeping him sane. Almost pulling over to cum in your mouth but he had pulled into yalls shared driveway before he even realized. He had probably been doing felony speeds.
He took off his mask for the first time since he got home and planted soft kisses on your face. He mumbled something about not needing to reward Ghost for his usual behaviors between pecks.
Konig
Being the big bad colonel’s sweet little wife had its perks. Walking around the base with no problems, getting to spend all day chilling in his lap, never having to be far from him.
The worst time of year was when Konig had to deal with new recruits, who were already older gentlemen but clearly weren’t raised right and who didn’t understand how things worked in his base.
So when one of the recruits was pushing you around, getting too close and touchy, Konig didn’t hesitate.
One big swing, but that wasn’t enough. Konig was going to make an example of him.
Drug him out to the front of the base and gathered all of the recruits and made a scene. He made an example.
Dude got pummeled by Konig.
You honestly didn’t need to give him head, the satisfaction of putting that man in the med bay was enough. But when the idea left your sweet lips he would never refuse.
His bloody knuckles lovingly rubbing your face and massaging your hair as you struggle to fit it in your mouth, giving him big doe eyes? Its his favorite.
Keegan
Also punched a teammate. You had been brought on base for a celebration, everyone was in all their formal uniforms and outfits.
He had stayed sober, unlike most of his teammates.
Most of them didn’t have any women of their own.
Keegan just found out why.
It was a random Sargent from a different group, clearly hadn’t let you get a word out and just kept talking. Too drunk to realize that if you were here you were probably a spouse.
Keegan just gave him a nice smack to the gut, which ended up making the guy projectile vomit in the middle of the festivity room.
Someone definitely over-served by this dude.
But the way you kissed away the littlest bits of blood from Keegan’s had since his dry knuckle had caught on one of the guys pins and tore open. Made his heart melt.
I guess it melted into his dick because he knew EXACTLY what was happening when you pulled him away and down an empty and dark hall.
Oh he loved the way your lips kissed around him, living lipstick in their wake, before leaving a nice colored ring of it around his shaft.
Oh he’d wear it too proudly. Makes jokes about never washing his dick again.
Gaz
You and Gaz were in a booth on a double date with Soap and his girl. Simple date, just chilling. Soap was making jokes about how Kyle totally had a glow up now that he’s met his girl and about how Kyle probably understands why Johnny punched him for the comment a couple months back. (See Soap’s for an explanation)
However, that story just reminded Gaz, and gave him a good idea.
He mumbled something about still needing to get back at Soap for it. Also mumbling about how his nose still isn't right and his jaw still pops
One swift punch, Kyle was back how he was sitting before like it never even happened.
However the head he got in the family bathroom for that punch being hot while Soap and his girl thought Kyle had an emergency bathroom trip while his girl was changing her pad was crazy.
He almost broke the changing table off the wall with how he was gripping it.
Truly life changing.
Almost hit Soap again when they got back to the table.
Masterlist is pinned on my account as always and requests are open.
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rxsehearts · 4 months
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Leona with reader teasing him and sending him nudes and audios seeing how long he lasts before he takes them and rails the FUCKKK out of them for all the teasing and constant hard ons <3
-Leona fucker anon
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𝙒𝘼𝙇𝙆 𝙄𝙉𝙏𝙊 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙇𝙄𝙊𝙉𝙎 𝘿𝙀𝙉
#leona kingscholar x fem!reader : a fairly idiotic thing to do is walk right into a lion’s den, but you don’t seem to bother with self preservation as you continuously tease your boyfriend by sending him special attachments, only to end up getting your comeuppance as he gets his claws on you at last. do not send in requests.
mdni. cws:, rough sex, nudes, sexting, scratching, degradation, use of whore, marking, monster cock, cum eating, creampies, breeding, mentions of pregnancy, vouyerism, (reader wants to be caught, public area) manhandling, hair tugging, rough blowjob/facefucking basically. more under the cut. nav.
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the dreadful notification popped up yet again as leona groaned, a permanent snarl on his face as he glanced at the sender, of course, none other than his downright awful tease of a girlfriend. the stupid sound engraved within his mind at the high frequency of messages being sent, clicking the attachment and saving the photo. he was pissed, but still considered this good material for later, taking in your nude photo. the staff bathroom, he could tell off the background, you were acting like a whore for him right in public, one of the only places this school had a lock to that you also held access to as the only girl. the entire day you’d gotten riskier and riskier, innocently sending him a photo of you getting up, then in the shower clouded by fog, you changing for gym, progressively getting him hornier and hornier on purpose knowing he’d gent pent up as you’d act evasive to his touches between passing classes when he tried to get to you, just barely escaping.
this time though, you crossed a line as he pressed play on the audio clip you sent, the blood pumping to his cock hearing that slutty moan of your’s as you were presumably masturbating to him, hearing the way your fingers coaxed in slick pumped in and out of your sopping cunt, driving him mad as you can be heard moaning about how his cook was the better option but this would have to do, and it wasn’t that far off a difference actually, which only drove him mad both sexually and literally for insinuating your mere fingers could ever dream to compare to his dick. although he hadn’t responded, no need, he didn’t want to give you the sense of victory that this was getting to him from the start, he gave a simple warning as a reply to all the lewd photos, and moans that teased him so, making you rethink the plan. “you’ll regret this.” it wasn’t like him to ever use punctuation, noticing the period at the end of his text as he was offline, suddenly feeling a little screwed. there was no way for him to know the location, but as your gut instinct kicked in, something told you to run. run you did, leaving the bathroom after changing haphazardly and making a break for it down the halls, which by now were desolated from everyone attending club. leona was the captain of his club, there’s no way he’d be allowed to ditch, or normally that would be the case if he actually cared about that like any normal person, but he weren’t normal. if he ditched ruggie would be taking the role of captain so he had no concerns ditching.
that’s when you decided in a haze of stupidity, still feeling a bit bold from earlier, if you were going to be devoured by a beast, might as well send him on a goose chase first. taking out your phone, you unlocked it and snapped another lewd pictures of you with your shirt opened, bra exposed with a teasing kiss blown towards the camera, a brief message with the attachment to find you if he could, he’d need the luck. your message was instantly on read, you could practically sense his anger as he went offline yet again. shutting off your phone, you made a break in the opposite direction, snickering to yourself. just as you rounded the corner, there you came face to face with the very lion you’d just been teasing, a prominent scowl on his face as he emitted a low growl, sending jolts straight to your cunt and beads of sweat down your face. you’d teased him long enough, and he was at his breaking point. “if you want to be a whore in public like this, i’ll treat you just as you want.” his voice rasps in your ear before his fangs pierce into your neck, a loud moan escaping your lips as he marks up your neck, his right hand circling and squeezing your ass as his left traps your wrists together in his grasp. you weren’t too sure how he manage to find you so quickly, it was like he had a sixth sense for your location, but he was an extremely horny and perceptive beastman if nothing else at the end of the day, you were destined to be caught the second you decided to toy around and test your luck.
his fingers maneuver toward your soaked panties, roughly tugging it down and shoving his fingers in, whispering degrading phrases right in your ears that made your legs weak for him. “look at you, you filthy whore. so wet out in public, you’re just hoping to be caught being fucked by me aren’t you? that’s what you’ve been hoping for all damn fucking day.” he swears, your scent is driving him crazy as he plunges them into your sopping cunt, even his fingers were better than your’s by a long mile. you couldn’t even lie to yourself about what he had said, as after all you did want this, even if you verbally denied the fact you did want him to fuck you, not just fuck you, but to rough you up so hard and rough that everyone would see the marks on you as his, or maybe even the thrill of being caught with his cock flushed against your cunt with cum overflowing and spilling out enough to leave you pregnant with his litter. “leona!” you moan close to the edge from both masturbating earlier and his fingerfucking, but he pulls out leaving you flushed and hot, glaring up at him as he sneers, flicking your nipple between his thumb and index, tweezing it and making you jolt as your fingers scratch at his back making him groan, you hissing in pain and pleasure while attempting to draw your bodies closer to one another.
“you’re not going to cum that easily, whore. if you want to cum, get down and suck my cock off real good first.” he orders, his demanding attitude and cocky smile exciting you, causing you to release him and get down. so far it seems like there was no one passing in the halls, but you did see someone out the window walking, your thighs squeezing at the prospect of being caught as his large hand finds it’s way to your hair, tugging it forward as you remove his belt and pants, way too impatient for your current pace. as you free his cock from it’s restraints, it’s standing hard and leaking from all the teasing photos and videos from throughout the day, the spines along his cock reminding you just what he was, a lion, a predator.
not just a predator, but one who caught his prey who thought she could escape despite knowing better and now paid the price. you open your mouth and lick along his tip but once again he tugs at your hair grunting, clearly not in the mood for any foreplay or being teased as you take him into your mouth, fingers squeezing and trailing along what couldn’t fit in your mouth ever so slightly as you take him deeper and deeper. it never failed to amaze you how big and thick he were as you deepthroat him, making him groan out. “fucking finally, since you wanted to be a whore, i’ll treat you like one.” he says, fingers intertwine with your hair and grasping at the back of your head, helping fuck your mouth onto his cock in and out while making sure you don’t choke too much. even though he was pissed and horny, he was at least a bit more considerate to you than you were to him throughout the day.
he didn’t warn you at all as cum erupted from his cock, cumming deep down your throat as you fill tears sting at your eyes ever so slightly, but fuck did you enjoy it. you almost did wish someone passing by did see how he just used you, and how fucking wet you were from it, swallowing his bitter cum down as he removed his hand from your hair, releasing you. yet despite this, you slowly removed yourself and licked his tip up a bit before smiling up at him. “am i now a whore worthy of being fucked by your cock yet?” you tease back at him as he picks you up, pining you against the wall. he squeezes your ass as you jump, wrapping your legs around his waist as he plunges in easily with your slick as lube, your fingers once again finding their way to his back, scratching at him just as he likes.
“not sure whether i want to give it to you, aren’t your fingers just as good as my cock, huh? maybe i’ll just pull out now or keep you here until you beg for it.” he snarls, firing back as he kisses your lips, biting down on your bottom lip as you moan into his mouth, saliva entangling together with his as you feel him squeeze at your ass again, pulling away as he rips off your bra, you were basically exposed from your photoshoot from earlier, he would of killed anyone in the halls who saw it before him. his head dips down, tongue lapping at your hardened nipple as your back arches and let out a moan, knowing he wasn’t going to actually fuck you until you begged and apologized for insulting his pride, his cock. “leona.. please fuck me, i want your cock, am sorry for saying my fingers are just as good, your cock is so much better!” finally relenting, he pulls out and roughly thrusts back in repeatedly, at a rough pace. despite losing to him, you were the winner here as your eyes rolled back from pleasure, his teeth grazing and marking up your breasts to your neck as bites down on your acerola every so often, leaving you breathless as he kisses you and fucks your cunt open, making your dreams come true. it didn’t matter who passed by or who was near enough to hear as you screamed out his name, nails digging in hard enough to leave marks for everyone at his club to see later, just as your neck was covered in his for everyone to see during school.
his cock thrusts in harder and faster as his name spills from your lips like it’s the only thing your fucked out state can even remember, the feeling of your orgasm creeping up. your cunt tightens as you twitch, legs squeezing against him and biting down onto his neck and leaving your own mark, sucking the flesh as you spasm a bit, your orgasm shaking through your body at last as your grip loosens on him, but he has you secure as he continues brutally pounding into your cunt as he chases his own high. it doesn’t take too long before he’s filling you to the brim with cum, holding you in place and stuffing his fingers in to make sure absolutely none of it drips out. your bodies are covered in sweat and your legs feel like jelly, yet you bat your eyelashes at him, exhausted and smiling. “round two?” you ask him with a laugh, only to hear him growl, of course this wasn’t the end, after all you’d done to him he was going to be fucking you all night long, enough to leave you pregnant so perhaps next time you’d think before deciding to tease him.
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tagging: @candlewitch-cryptic, @ally-glow, @mikk-o, @cyn-write, @sweeneyblue1. thank you for everyone’s patience! been a rough month, a bit of a pain to deal with. i don’t typically do requests since it’s a bit hard for me to stay on prompt and not go but what if. so i hope this ended up like you wanted, leona fucker!
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Lips anon! Imagine Miguel having a nightmare about some other man putting his hands on his wife. He wakes up pissed and takes it out on her. Growling that she's his and that no one else will have her. Rough, possessive fucking. But the wife doesn't mind because he's hitting all the good spots lol (good ol' doggy style and mating press 🤭)
👀👀👀. FILTHYNESS UNDER CUT.
P. d. About time they got some 😂
Your moans just turned erratic, needy and begging. He could only watch. What was happening?
Your breath hitched and he knew. He knew how your breathings turned when you were about to come undone.
No. Another breathless whimper
No. NO.
Someone was fucking his wife and it wasn't him. Rage boiled inside, nostrils flaring when you came undone. Just when he was about to see who provoked such things on you, he jolted awake. Fist clenching the sheets, cock painfully hard between his legs and sweat covering his chest, a wet stain on his shirt.
A bad dream.
He had seen how other men stared at you, how they gawked at you back at the pool. There wasn't time to show you were only his. The idea of someone else having you? No.
It revolted his stomach in utter rage. He couldn't. No. He stood and removed his shirt, to then lock your room. You were on your side of the bed, sleeping. You'd never leave him, thats for sure.
A little moan.
He growled and he approached. Who was making your moan like that? He wasn't a possessive man, until he fucked two babies into you and gave him the best time of his life so far.
Carefully he pulled the sheets off your body, you stirred and smiled lazily
"Go back to sleep. I wanna cuddle you." You mumbled and patted the space next to him.
"Can't sleep." He grumbled and took a hold of your ankle and pulled you down the bed. A little surprised squeal left your lips. Heart pounding in your chest as he slid nonchalantly a hand inside your pants, fingers dexterously parting and exploring your folds. You were soaked.
"Heard you moan. Who was it?"
"W-What?"
"Who had you moaning like that? "
He was out of himself, you couldn't help but giggle at his question. Something that stopped when he pulled your pants down, nearly tearing them in the process. His eyes stalked yours, to assert his eye contact.
"N-None but you I swear!" Trouble was a little word to actually describe what you had gotten into. Your eyes drifted to his groin and widened in alarm at his girth. He was big, but seeing it, outlined, constricted in his pants made you catch your breath. He leaned closer, his grip on your ankles tightening slightly.
"Liar." He mumbled and flipped you over. Red eyes glinting with such hunger it made your skin shiver as he spanked you so hard it stung. Handprint drawn in your right butt cheek. He melded you like a rag doll. Ass up high, chest flat on the mattress, legs separated by his frame. You clenched the sheets in anticipation.
"No sabes el coraje que me da cuando otros pendejos te desean" (You don't know how angry I get when other fuckers want you.)
He pumped a couple of times his girth and slid it in one go into your snug and squelching cunt. You whimpered at the fullness of your womb. He propped a leg on the bed, his foot supporting on the mattress as he still towered over you, holding you in place by your hips as his other foot remained on the floor for leverage.
"-Gimiendo mientras otro te toca" (Moaning as someone else touches you.)
He wasn't nice to your soaked hole. Your knuckles went white at the sheer force you held on the sheets. Chin rubbing furiously, up and down the sheets. You could only hear the loud and wet incessant slappings of your flesh being mercilessly punished for a crime you certainly hadn't committed.
He pounded into you with abandonment, his lips moved but you were too cock drunk to actually try and understand, all you knew is that he was pissed.
"Mi... Mig-" You bit the sheets, drowning a high pitched wail that rasped in your throat. His large hand pushed your head further in the mattress, making you arch your spine in a perfect angle to bully his cock into you.
"F-Fuck" your hands flailed to try and get a a hold of his leg. Your whole body lurched forward at every rough, and pitiless thrust.
`Oh my god' you mouthed, unable to voice the searing pleasure to bit harder every time he rammed into that spot only his cock could, ass bounced deliciously against him, he could see your slick coating and soaking his manhood. Pussy clenching so tightly around him, melded to his size, a perfect pussy sleeve for him.
Your eyes rolled back as pleasure drowned you.
You growled as your body went taut, coming all over him.
"Think I'm done with you? Oh no, no. No te la vas a acabar conmigo, chiquita" (A threat done) He growled into your ear
He flipped you over again, you sobbed as he folded you in half and pulled you closer to his groin. Your tiny frame embraced by both his arms, locking your trembling legs in his forearms, your knees at every side of his neck. His cock stretched you impossibly deep.
Whining, you wrapped your weak arms around his neck. Angry eyes locked with your pleading ones.
A silent fuck me.
A wicked smirk appeared on his lips, his fangs baring. A thrust. Your air was knocked out of you as he pushed in.
His mouth assaulted yours. Teeth pulling and fangs prickling at your bottom lip, tugging. He stared at you with a malicious smirk. Proud of your tousled looks. Your nails dragged on his back, scratching, encouraging him to move his hips.
All you could see and feel was him. Your mouth gaped open as his arms cradled you tighter and just when you though he couldn't be rougher, his cock proved you wrong.
"¿Crees que otro cabrón te va hacer sentir como yo? No." (You think another son of a bitch will make you feel like I do?)
Your whole body shook underneath him, your toes curled at every plunge he did. You felt dizzy. His body heat had drenched you sweat, your lungs demanded for air, air that he kept knocking out of your ribcage. It was maddening, the way he clung to you was possessive, his moan ands growls turned almost animalistic, his fangs sunk into your neck and for a second you were sure that you had said Hi to God himself as your orgasm crashed hard.
Your body convulsed, as ragged pants fanned the crook of his neck. He loved when he painted your walls white as your insides smooched him.
"Eres mía" (You're mine)
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