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#fucking scary ass dog
Get an emotional support dog, they said.
She’ll help with your anxiety, they said.
👁️👄👁️
This bitch TWO INCHES FROM MY FACE staring at me dead in my eye holes through the Alaskan Darkness like she’s about to devour my very soul—only illuminated by the eerie glow of the iphone I turned on to check the time…sitting there still as ice lookin like she’s about to sinisterly whisper “ThE pRīN¢E øF pE$+¡LeN¢E ₩AnTs T° PøRk YöUr PūTrïD PÜ$$Ÿ”
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trainingdummyrabbit · 7 months
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trying so so hard t get work done but i cant stop thinking abt angelas stupid little sad cat face
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vosquitransitis · 1 month
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stupid idiot pissbaby likes being in the trunk only if I'm not on the goddamn autobahn. literally the second i got on it he went "hmmm parkour" and climbed up into the backseat you stupid idiot.
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dark-elf-writes · 11 months
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Every time I fall asleep after work when my bf and roommate aren’t home I am essentially setting myself up for a bad time because the dog will loose his shit barking right next to my face (he runs back and forth between my room and the door to make sure I hear him. Very helpful of the little guy) and wake me up and I will have a terrible time falling back asleep no matter how tired I am
But bed comfy and I am an exhausted bitch at all times so nap I do nonetheless.
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cowboy-robooty · 1 year
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everyone.. just so u know it is robooty culture for me to take a few days-forever to respond to ur asks or replys on mein poasts okay ^o^ i require time because i get stressed out by literally Anything
#unironically i post drawings for comments and interaction thats why i reward people who send in asks with doodles i wouldnt make posts for#but also im like a fucking nervous dog and if anybody speaks to me i will widen my eyes and break every bone in my body#robooty is wired to get stressed out by literally any event ever#i straight up got stressed out yesterday because i thought about drawing. i didnt even draw. i just thought about it.#i will order french fries and get stressed out not because of ordering cuz i dont got that gay ass social anxiety but cuz i start thinking#about the oceans coral reefs and how im really glad that the christain sisters across the street didnt make a incestuous lovers suicide pact#and that it only happened in a dream not in real life and then start using my mental vision detail of the number 5 apple (best one) to make#myself see flashes of scary demons in dark spots of the room from my mind movie and then think about how i need to watch more tim and eric#(most stressful thought) and then i get my fries and i go thank you! and the orel puppington ass worker at mcdonalds goes have a great night#and flashes me the peace sign for no reason#and imagine that template for every event in my life#but yeah anyways just know that im not responding not cuz i hate you its because i got stressed out probably 😍😍😍😍😍😍😍DAYON😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍#robooty kun#robooty hellworld#robooty culture#this is not to dissuade anyone from interacting btw#PLEASE INTERACR#PLS COMMENT#PLS SEND ME ASKS#PLSSS PLSSSSSSSSSS I LOVE IT PLEASEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE#LUTZ LIKES IT#LUTZ LIKES ITTT!!!!!!!!!!!!
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yellowhearther0 · 1 year
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girls when they are trying their best but their best isnt good enough 😔😔
#sagittarius.txt#negative#stopped gaming and the horrors have returned#im just so fuciing pissed off. at the circumstances. in general#bc im stuck sittubg here with these shit ass feelings that no one can jack about until im either old enough to do something about it or#like. idek.#bc itsblike i cant say shit to my parents bc they wont take me seriously and lird knows i dont trust any of the adults at my fucking school#and im not going to make the handful of peiple i CAN talk to more worried about me when they already have atuff going on and they cant do#anything abt what im dealing with#but i dont even WANT to go to anyone because i dont wanna get mad at people when they tell me things i alreadybknow because i KNOW theyre#tryijg to help and they cant do much and its liek GRAH#im justvin such a shit plce bc i want to reach out but i have to do it of my own violition or else i'll just fucking shut down#im like a scared dog. in a cage. and he'll come to u if u just leave him be and let him do his own thing#but like. if im the svared little dog than everyone else is the big scary human who i slowly inch closer to and then suddenly the stick out#their hand right as im near them and then i run right back to where i was before and then we're back at square 1. does this make sense#and its litwrally no ones fault but my own#i just never know how to tell what other people are thinking so i think i project how i feel about myself onto what i thibk others rhing of#me and so i go into every potentially vulnerable conversation with my guard drawn high because im just expecting people to get sick of me#always complaining but never actually trying to better myself#idk man#im normal#i peomise
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lilmashae · 3 months
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when the fomo is so bad you become physically ill (she's ranting in the tags🤕) !?
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bunnyywritings · 21 days
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i’m leaving the gym and all i can think about is supportive gym boyfriend!nanami 😩 (trying a new form of hc’s 🙇🏽‍♀️ hope you like it !!)
gets smutty at the end…warning for curse words and nanami with a breeding kink and a fem!reader
gym boyfriend!nanami definitely encourages you to push yourself to do one more set
gym boyfriend!nanami mutters praises in a husky, breathless tone as he spots your seated shoulder press
gym boyfriend!nanami who just knows what he’s doing when he stops you mid-set on the leg press to gently grip your chin and place a chaste kiss to your lips despite the whine that leaves your throat as your thighs burn and quiver
gym boyfriend!nanami blatantly stares at your ass when you’re doing RDLs and giving it a firm pat as a ‘good job’ when you’re finished
gym boyfriend!nanami who gives you scary dog privileges when the creeps at the gym have lingering stares
gym boyfriend!nanami who purposely grunts your name softly when no one’s around, feigning innocence when he claims to only be getting your attention so you can get his water bottle open
gym boyfriend!nanami who never makes you feel incapable or less than for not being able to keep up with a workout
gym boyfriend!nanami celebrates your feats, big and small
gym boyfriend!nanami who, when your shirt rides up or if the bottom of your shorts roll up and he sees you squirm in discomfort, drops everything to fix it for you so you don’t have to interrupt your concentration
gym boyfriend!nanami who takes pride in seeing your eyes roam over his body through the mirror
gym boyfriend!nanami who purposefully flexes to see you drool and your cheeks flush a deeper hue than they already are
gym boyfriend!nanami who always tells you what a great job you did and how proud of you he is with a kiss to your sweaty forehead
gym boyfriend!nanami who always buys you a post workout protein shake/smoothie/juice and who always insists on treating you to breakfast
nsfw under the cut !!
gym boyfriend!nanami barely waits until the door to your shared home closes to gently shove you against it and kiss you breathless
gym boyfriend!nanami who tosses you onto your shared bed and peels your leggings and underwear off you
gym boyfriend!nanami who waves you off when you try to squeeze your thighs closed, needlessly embarrassed about smelling like sweat
gym boyfriend!nanami who says that it’s only healthy to get a good stretch and cardio in after a workout
gym boyfriend!nanami who grips the back of your thighs and pushes your knees to your chest to hear you moan at the pleasure-fully painful stretch of your sore muscles
gym boyfriend!nanami who teases you about how sopping wet you already are
gym boyfriend!nanami who gladly shoves his face into your cunt to devour you whole, gently kneading your hamstrings and glutes
gym boyfriend!nanami who gives you two orgasms before shoving his sweats off and effortlessly flipping you onto your hands and knees
gym boyfriend!nanami who guides your back into a nice, deep arch to stretch out your lower back muscles, the tip of his hard cock warm and wet as it presses against your sticky cunt, clit puffy and overstimulated
gym boyfriend!nanami could slide in easily with how wet you are but decides to tease and slip in, inch by delicious inch
gym boyfriend!nanami buries himself to the hilt with a low moan, grinding his hips and hitting that spongy spot deep inside you that has your lips falling open with pathetic mewls and whimpers
gym boyfriend!nanami shushes you condescendingly when you whine out “s’too big…k-kento”
gym boyfriend!nanami keeps his strokes deep and slow “it’s okay, honey…you can take it. my good girl can take it, can’t she?”
gym boyfriend!nanami who smirks and bares his weight down on you when you responded with a tearful “can take it…f-fuck! just wanna-wanna be good for you!”
gym boyfriend!nanami doesn’t pull out, he mutters messy promises of “m’gonna fill you up…make you swollen with my kids- fuck! m’gonna make you a mama-“ with equally messy thrusts before stilling behind you, cock twitching as he empties himself inside you
gym boyfriend!nanami who eases out of you and helps position you comfortably on the bed before leaving you with a gentle kiss and going to run a bath
gym boyfriend!nanami who massages your aching muscles as you rest against his chest, bodies enveloped in the warm water, smattering kisses all over your neck and shoulders with whispered and delicate “i love you”s
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josephsmutt · 9 months
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so my pfp looks kinda blurry (so does this picture) but I just wanted to share the full version. I found this at a religious thrift store and was just immediately in love. he didn't have a price tag, and the store employees didn't recognize the painting. I got it for a dollar.
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asthenolagnia · 11 months
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had a Good Dream i was in my old room old house n hanging out w a bunch of girls n getting teased for being a fucking bottom. one of em was [redacted] and i literally complained to the other girl "dont tease meeee [redacted] already teased me soo much" . i also remember um um. the height difference was a big thing i remember being so enamored bc my hands fit perfectly easily at their waist and i was staring up at them with the biggest heart eyes while they explained a fantasy to me. we were getting fucking recorded in like a light bullying way? which was Weird but okay. just like. looking im looking. sometimes i can Physically Feel my heart eyes and this was definitely one of those times. uhhh. and in the end we sat down and they slid me a little book of more Scenes but the very first page was like. please repeat these back to me if you can because then i'll know for sure that you understand what i'm asking of you here - and was all about consent and other sweet shit. wraugughugh,. i didnt even get fucked it was more of a d/s dynamic thing i believe but it was. it was Good
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frogchiro · 4 months
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COYOTE-GRAVES CHASING AFTER FARM-CAT READER!
Just a pretty little kitty that enjoys the finer things in life, lazily patrols the farm for this and that- reporting back to guard dog Ghost occasionally.
She’s out on the far part of the pasture, lazing around when she see’s Graves behind the fence.
Oh- he’s calling out to her! Hm- she get’s up and slowly starts to walk away like she never heard him- oh he jumped the fence! Maybe walk a little faster- Fuck! He’s following her! Time to run!
Her fluffy groomed behind sprinting back to the barn with Graves snapping at her heels, crazy about this *pretty* little kitty. He knows that you’re a kitty- you’re not meant to take his knot, you’re not really big enough to take his knot but, your body isn’t built to take his knot, BUT! it’s worth trying sweet girl! Get back here!
While you’re just trying to find Guard dog Ghost- why can you never find his scary ass when you need him!!!! Bastard!
(Maybe you try and dart for the doggy door of the house *but, it’s a door for actual dogs* and your ass get’s stuck half way through the door.)
Imagine Ghost’s surprise to hear his kitty howling her head off with Graves shuffled up behind her trying to shove his knot in. Just relax a little kitty!
You have no idea that this ask has been knocking around my brain all day now
And the day started out so good for you too!! :(( You woke up snuggled all warm and happy between the two huge farm guard dogs, Simon and Johnny, who, before you went out on your own, manage to sneak a little nip here and there and tickled you with their tongues a bit, y'know for a good start Kitty!
The 'lucky' tongue tickling didn't do it's job though since now you have a pervy and very horny Coyote Hybrid chasing after you >:( You've seen the wild blonde hybrid before on the premises of the farm, always lurking and stalking when the sun was setting, his eerie eyes almost glowing in the setting light making you meow and run away back to the barn where your nest is and now he's chasing after you bc he wants to mate :((
And as you're running Philip is both horny and frustrated; why are you running?? Come back pretty girl! Sure you're smaller than him and his knot can be a challenge but c'mon Kitty, he promises it will be worth it! He's very virile and strong, he can take good care of you!
Besides it's not like it will be your first time taking dick and knot this big; Philip is lurking around the farm for a while now and has seen you mate so much with the huge guard dog hybrids, Ghost and Soap, that he's actually surprised that you're not knocked up with a litter of pups by now. Not to mention that he saw you sniffing and slinking around that mean old bull, Price, who always charges at him on sight >:(
Imagine Ghost's and Johnny's rage when they find poor you held down by Philip who literally dragged you out of that doggy door and is now thrusting without abandon as you yowl and moan, your soft, broad hips high with your tail fluffed up as the mean Coyote tries to fit his fat knot inside your cunt with a nasty smirk on his annoyingly handsome face </3
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metal-junk · 1 month
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Scary dog privilege
ignore that his gauntlets look like complete ass i genuinely could not be fucked with them
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charliemwrites · 4 months
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Woof woof… whimper
(Part 10… but technically a continuation of part 9)
Same warnings as last time for dub con and general Johnny nastiness.
It takes your cock-addled brain a second too long to process what Soap’s just said. What he’s implied. And by then he’s all ready for you to buck against him, confused and angry.
“That’s so — that’s not funny!” You shout.
But he’s got you pinned thoroughly, your chest flat against the mattress and your ass flush against his hips. His cock buried so deep you can feel the hot head of it bullying the deepest parts of you. All your struggling does is make you clench up tight around him, makes him feel that much bigger and meaner inside you. Makes him grunt low and ragged in your ear, all animal appreciation.
“I’m not laughin’,” he replies, nipping at your shoulder.
“G-get off of me, get out, get—”
His hand slides into your hair again, gets a firm hold at the roots and presses your face into the blankets, muffling your protests. Shushes you like soothing a panicked animal.
“Now, now,” he chides, “I still gotta prove I’m not compensating, don’t I?”
You suck in a breath, squeezing your eyes shut. There have to be a million explanations other than the absolutely ludicrous one he’s just presented to you. Cameras, microphones….
How did he know where you live?
How did he know where the spare key was?
How did he know where your bedroom was?
How did he find you at the bar?
Stalker, you tell yourself. He’s a creep, you’ve always known that.
Then where’s your dog?
“N-no,” you warble, bucking again. Nearly scream as his cock twitches inside you; only reason you don’t is because you can barely breathe as it is. He’s so deep inside that he’s practically in your lungs. “No way you’re my — there’s no way. You’re crazy. I’m gonna— ah!”
He draws out as you speak, gradual, and then plunges in again all at once, cutting you off. Grinds his hips in a dirty circle too, burying himself as deep as he can.
“Aww, poor thing,” he coos. “S’alright, baby, I knew this would happen. We jus’ gotta get all those big, scary feelings out first. Then I can explain it all nice and slow.”
You try to scream at him. Try to curse him out, tell him there’s no way in hell you’re listening to a word he says now; never mind letting him spend another second with his dick in you.
All that comes out is a high-pitched keen as he starts fucking you without further preamble. It aches, but you can’t tell in what way. If it hurts, if it’s the best you’ve ever had. Both? Your nerves feel haywire, brain dragged to lust-stupid depths.
“See, there we go,” he rasps, punctuating with a sharp snap of his hips on that last word. “My perfect little mate. Your cunt was made for my cock, made to be bred by me. Isn’t that right?”
You try to shake your head, but his grip keeps you from doing more than sending electricity down your spine, hair pulled taut.
“Yeah it fucking is,” he growls to his own question, canting your hips back further. His fingers grip cruelly into the flesh, sure to leave bruises. You wish you didn’t enjoy the sensation, wish it didn’t make you spasm around him helplessly.
“‘Bout time I owned you right back, don’t you think?” He continues, never stopping or even slowing. You yelp as he tugs your necklace again, arching your back at a steep angle. “Even collared yourself up for me. All it needs is my name.”
Something about that drives some awful, slutty part of your brain fucking wild. The idea of you with a tight leather choker — a collar — with his name (you don’t think about what name) hanging from your throat…
“Like that, don’t you?” He chuckles meanly. “Who’s my good little slut? Who’s my perfect, soaked little breeding whore?”
Tears spring to your eyes as you realize the “I am” is right there on the tip of your over-saturated tongue. If you had air, brain cells, any ability at all, you’d be crying it to the ceiling like the toy he’s treating you as.
He’s going to ruin you, you think. He’s going to fuck you broken. You’re crying and wailing on his cock, think you’d actually throw a tantrum if he pulled out and left you on the edge right now. Would, you realize in horror, beg for him to keep going.
And then he snakes his hand around your hip and starts rubbing your clit — fast, hard little circles. Just the way you like; the way you’d do it yourself. Relentlessly and cruel, even when you try to writhe away from how fast you can feel yourself getting to the edge. Almost frightened by it, how quickly he’s mastered your body’s pleasure.
Frightened by the extra stimulation at your entrance, too. A little extra friction at first — shocking because you’re leaving a puddle on the sheets. But then the friction becomes pressure, becomes… more.
“W-wha….?” You slur, hips wriggling.
Soap (Johnny?) snarls in your ear and that feeling at your entrance grows. Feels, you realize with alarm, like stretching.
“Gonnae take my knot so well,” he rambles, accent thick like syrup, trickling into your empty brain, filling you up with meaningless sounds. “Plug you up full of my cum, breed you right just like you need.”
Any questions or confusion are whisked away by the extra stimulation at your entrance. The sensitive nerves getting just as much brutal attention as your inner walls, your cervix, that sweet spot inside you that makes your eyes roll back.
It all becomes too much all at once and crashes through you, devastating. You clamp down around him tight and needy, lean all your weight back into his thighs. And he practically howls as he sinks into you and stays, grinding and humping without ever actually pulling out again. You feel a flood of heat that seems to go on for an absurdly long time, cock pulsing against your overstimulated walls, milked for every last drop.
You shudder as your brain tries and fails to process it all. Like trying to decipher a foreign language from white noise. It’s nothing but static to you.
You can feel a tongue against your shoulder, scraped of blunt teeth. Soap/Johnny licking the sweat from your skin and nipping bruises into the flesh. You make an annoyed noise that comes out whinier than intended, shoving at his face.
“Get off, you bastard.” Your voice is pathetic, thick with tears and fractured in a hundred places.
“Can’t, bonnie, even if I wanted to.”
You scowl, try to look at him over your shoulder. He takes that opportunity to nuzzle against your temple.
“What?” You ask. “What are you talking about?”
“Did ye hear me?” He chuckles. “Well, maybe not with the way you were screamin’. You’re all knotted up, baby. Can’t pull out — ‘less you want this pretty pussy to tear.”
You jolt, nearly yank yourself off out of pure fear, but Johnny keeps you still again, humming.
“Easy now,” he croons. “Still fussy? Need another to settle down?”
Useless as your brain may be, it recognizes what he means by “another one.” You think you might pass out.
“No,” you snap, petulant even to your own ears. “I want you to explain… explain everything.”
“Alright, hen. C’mere.”
He gently lays you out prone on the bed, then rolls you both on your sides. Hitches your leg up over his hip. You want to protest, but it helps the ache in your poor cunt.
“H-how are you still hard?” You pant, traitorous pussy twitching around him.
He growls in your ear, can feel him grinning against the lobe. “Will stay that way for a bit, lass. Don’ worry, you jus’ have to lay here all nice and still. Keep me warm while I explain things to you.”
And he does. How there are shapeshifters out there in the world, rare as they are. That he comes from a line of them. Recruited to military, as most of them are.
How he was on standard patrol when he smelled you for the first time.
“Like a wet dream, bonnie. Fertile. Spring. Smelled like mine.”
How he instantly knew you were his mate. That he just needed to make you see it. Never a good time to explain it all to you — and then there were interlopers and your silly little books and your pesky toys. How he tried to drop hints around the house, let you come to the correct conclusion on your own. But you never did.
“Honestly it’s a good thing I’m here, hen. You’re so oblivious. Lived with a man and never even knew it.”
That he tried to go about it the other way ‘round, as a man, but you’re just so stubborn. And then how it all led up to tonight. To you finally, finally realizing what you really needed: your mate.
You should be angry, furious. There’s a lot to say about… well, all of it. It’s horrifying and violating and… and…
And he hasn’t stopped bullying your clit since he started talking. Cruel, tight circles. Drawing the hood back with two fingers and stroke with a third, slow and languid and just soft enough to make your head spin. Rhythmless taps. Even pinches when you try to chew him out at one point, half turning to scowl. Instead have his tongue lapping sloppily at yours as your mouth gapes open soundlessly.
Makes you cum twice just like that without ever interrupting his own story, cock still hilted — knotted deep inside you. Honestly, you probably miss a good portion of it, some of the finger details for sure. But you get the broad strokes (among other strokes).
He licks at your overstimulated tears when he’s finished, nuzzling and kissing your cheek.
“I-I miss my dog,” you mumble finally, hands balled against your chest.
“Aww, darlin’,” he sighs, sounding genuinely apologetic. “We’re one and the same. I’m always your boy no matter what form I take.”
It would be more comforting if his dick didn’t throb calling himself your boy.
“‘Sides, I’m better than a normal mutt,” he continues, tugging you against his chest. You want to hate that is instantly makes you feel a little better. “Wolves mate for life, after all.”
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yawnderu · 6 months
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Currently obsessed with dbf!Keegan... like just imagine the scary dog privileges that come with having this man around. He doesn't even wear the balaclava or eyeblack when he's out, but just his creepy ass 🔵🔵 eyes are enough to scare off anyone who even looks your way. Like okay, we see them son. You can blink now.
And don't even get me started on how annoying this man would be. Pulling your hair to annoy you, flipping you off, pushing you out of the way and looking over his shoulder with the most annoying shit-eating grin that makes you want to actually punch him dead in the windpipe. Not to mention he'd totally see you struggling to open a jar and go "allow me" just to tighten it up more.
Absolute nightmare driver. He may take you out everywhere, but no one is an atheist when Keegan is driving and you really want to tell him, but he always keeps his gun on him.💀
BUT despite all the banter, his protective instincts kick in super easily with you. Someone is mean mugging you? He's glaring back. Someone says anything mean to you? He'll deal with it. God help any man who tries to flirt with you or catcalls you. He teaches you how to defend yourself since he won't always be there to protect you, often deployed in missions. I can also see him teaching you how to shoot a gun, just in case you ever need to. He takes you to a random field and teaches you the basics, and once you're confident enough, maybe he even takes you hunting.
I can see the dad being a disabled veteran who served with Keegan(?) simply happy to have some help with you, knowing Keegan can take you places and do things he can't do anymore. Despite you being an adult, I'm a sucker for father-daughter fluff, so the dad has def cried in secret whenever you show him new things you learnt or show him pictures of places Keegan took you to. Of course, he's not excluded, always hosting dinners and BBQs in the house whenever Keegan is back, and trying to join both of you if possible.
Keegan is like an annoying older brother, the type of man who makes you believe murder should be legal, yet you still deeply care for. He doesn't keep any things on him that may be linked to your father or you in fears of him being a ghost putting you in danger, but he has a bunch of polaroids in a safe in his house, which he looks at whenever he's off base and feeling down.
Speaking of pictures, you totally forced him to get into a photo booth with you and he now keeps the fucking ugliest pictures ever, threatening to ask a ghost to hack into your account and post them whenever you're being too annoying.
IF things ever go further between both of you, you can count on this man to slonk your shit silly style like sloppy swag. This man has a lot of pent-up frustration, which he only takes out on you after making sure you're okay with it.
He's a bully. Stops thrusting when you're feeling good just to hear you whine, thrusting painfully slow until you're begging for more.
There's definitely guilt when it comes to being intimate with you, despite you being in your mid-20s, you're the daughter of his best friend. It feels wrong, so he makes up for it by treating you extra good. You got spoiled before, but now? Prepare for the most extra and expensive gifts you never even thought about. He earns good money, and has plenty of savings just in case. He's still annoying, though.
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venting-town · 2 years
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Not me standing in the same spot for 10 minutes staring at a bag in my room because I KNOW I heard AND saw something moving in there, only come to find out when I put my turtle back in his tank ( I cleaned it and he has to wait 30 mins to get back in due to the stuff I put in for the water ), took the bag outside and THOROUGHLY INSPECTED THE CONTENTS…
For there to be absolutely NOTHING IN THERE!!!!
Goddamnit dude I’m losing my fucking mind 😂
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lily-lovelyy · 11 months
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"Two at Once?"
(Konig x Reader x Ghost) 18+
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Summary; Konig, Ghost and Readers relationship
Warnings; smut, smut themes, somnophilia, dacryphilia, age gap, fem!reader, violent themes, mature language.
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You definitely had scary dog privileges, dating two men who wore masks and were well over 6'0 had that effect.
People found it odd to say, most men at the base wondered how all three of you slept in the same bed. Amongst other things. Speaking of other things, taking two men at once definitely proved a challenge.
Simon was the one to fuck you with your head down and ass in the hair, his hand on your head, pushing it into the mattress as he grabbed your hips and bullied his cock into you, while Konig was on the sweeter side, your gentle giant. He would slowly let you take his cock into your mouth at your own pace, soothing you and telling you to take is as slow as you need, looking down at your tear stained face with admiration.
'...s' too much, Si!" You cried as his fingers worked inside your pussy, you were sure your silk sheets were ruined now, as well as the skirt Simon had previously tore off of you. You looked over to Konig, your eyes pleading with him, but your gentle giant was smirking, not feeling so gentle tonight, considering the circumstances.
Your night had started innocently enough, Ghost and Konig were supposed to meet you at a bar in town with the rest of the team, and you were stalled at the bar, already ordering their drinks for them, knowing they would be there any moment. And unexpectedly, you heard a man clear his voice. He was cute, smaller than both Ghost and Konig but looked like he worked out pretty regularly. You smiled, introducing yourself.
You didn't even realize he was flirting with you until he stepped closer, rubbing the back of your thigh and smirking at you. Before you had a chance to react, Simon was behind you, grabbing the poor guys hand and shoving it off of you, sending him a few paces back.
"Hands. Off." Simon growled, and if looks could kill, the poor man would be dead on the bar floor. Konig snakes his arm around your waist, looking down at you disapprovingly. You looked up at him, feigning Innocence. "I didn't know he would do that..." You whispered, but to no avail as Simon grabbed your arm, dragging you to the parking lot, Konig close behind you before putting you in the car and speeding a little more than necessary on your way back to base.
As you got inside, Simon had thrown you onto the bed, sighing and undoing his tie. "Du weißt, was passiert, wenn du dich wie ein böses Mädchen benimmst, nicht wahr, Maus?" Konig spoke, sending chills down your spine at his native tongue. You didn't know what he said, but it sure made heat flash down to your pussy that was already dripping enough as it was. You whined, before Simon walked over, flipping you onto your stomach and raising your ass into the air, pushing your head down onto the mattress as you hear your skirt rip, making you gasp and groan in protest.
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"You know what happens when you act like a bad girl, don't you, mouse?"
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"y'know you like it when I'm rough with ya." Simon simply said, gathering your wetness with his finger and slowly slipping the pad of his digit inside, making you squeal. He worked his fingers inside of you, making that beautiful curl motion with his fingers that you loved. He eventually hit your sweet spot, making your legs immediately shake. He laughed deeply at your legs shaking, holding them tightly before slapping your inner thigh.
You groaned, already sickeningly close to your orgasm. "Si," you whined, rocking against his fingers with fervor. "Si i'm so close!" You gasped, trying to lift yourself up, but Konigs large hand gently shoving you back down into the mattress. This slightly surprised you, normally Konig was the gentle giant, but you'd never seen him jealous before.
You whined gently, feeling yourself flutter around Simon's fingers, arching your back as you gasped, cumming harshly. Simon worked his fingers into you even more if possible as you rode his fingers through your high.
Even after you came, Simon didn't stop his relent on your pussy, making you whine in protest. "Don't worry we're gonna make ya cum so many times you won't ever even think of going to that bar again, love." Simon said behind you, slowly adding his tongue to the mix, lapping at your pussy, his tongue spelling out his name on your heat.
It felt like hours had gone by, Simon pulling orgasm after orgasm out of you, and you were beyond tears now, openly sobbing at the overstimulation. You'd tried pushing his head away, making him swat your hands away and you whined, wiggling your hips even more into his mouth, despite being so sensitive. The way Konig was just sitting there, staring at you made you whine and try to move your head away, but he grabbed the back of your head and forced you to make eye contact with him as Simon continued his assault on your pussy.
"Ko..." You whined, trying to desperately beg him to get Simon to be more gentle, but he simply laughed and shook his head, making tears roll down your cheeks even more now. Finally, Simon removed his fingers and tongue, saying something to Konig that you were too fucked out to hear. You waited for the belt buckle of Ghosts pants, but heard nothing.
You looked behind you, your eyes widening at the sight of Konig, gently unzipping his pants as he massaged the flesh of your ass. Normally Konig either took your mouth or your ass, never your pussy. He was worried he'd hurt you, but this time he knew it wouldn't. You whined in protest, trying to wiggle away but he grabbed the flesh of your hips, keeping you in place. He looked at you, waiting to see if you'd use your safe word, but you didn't. You couldn't see through the mask, but he was smiling at you as he ran the tip of his cock through your folds, making you cry out at the heat and utter girth of his head.
"Ich werde dich ficken wie die kleine Hure, die du bist, Hase" he muttered, slipping in just an inch of his warm cock, making you babble out some incoherent sentence as you flattened your head against the mattress, gripping the sheets. Simon sat beside your face, his first openly pumping his cock as she massaged your cheek. "She likes that, keep teasin' her." Simon said, glancing to Konig, making him hum in response.
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(translation)
"I'll fuck you like the little whore you are, bunny."
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Konig slowly drew the inch out, and slowly pushed back in, making it no father than two inches before repeating the action, making you take another inch each thrust. "Konig!" You whined, arching your back almost painfully. He chuckled, only leaving a hard slap on your ass.
Simon laughed, gently cupping your jaw before lifting you up slightly, and putting the tip of his cock against your mouth. "Open." He said, spreading his pre-cum on your lips. You open your mouth, and Simon slowly stuffs your mouth with his cock, groaning as your lips fell around him, already suckling like it was a popsicle.
Your brain was so fuzzy, filled with nothing but them, and you barely even remembered your own name, much less of the guy at the bar earlier. As Simon's hips stuttered, Konig's kept the same pace, making you gag a moan around Simon's cock, effectively making him cum, painting the walls of your throat white with his cum. You pulled back, showing Simon how his cum coated your tongue and mouth, making him nod approvingly before you swallowed, humming at the salty taste.
You did slightly miss the taste of Konig's cum, because of how often he homemade Austrian meals, and it made his cum taste amazing, how it does you'll never know. Konig groaned, making you whine in response as Simon moved down, gently caressing your hips before moving away, opening a small box you kept under your bed, opening it and grabbing a small vibrator, turning it on and gently pressing it to your puffy clit, making you whine and gasp, shoving your face into the pillows as even more pornographic noises spilled out of your mouth.
You felt another orgasm approaching, and by now you'd lost count at how many you'd had before. You gasped loudly, as Konig's hips finally stuttered, alerting you that he was close. You whined out his name, muttering it over and over in that sweet tone you knew he loved. As you got closer, Konig gripped at your thighs, snapping his hips into yours, groaning as he came inside of you, and the sensation of his cum made you cum around him, clenching harshly.
You both rode out your highs together, Konig sweetly caressing your hips as he pulled out of you, watching his cum drip out of your cunt before taking his fingers and pushing it back in, making you sigh. You began to lower your hips, before Simon flipped you over on your back, slapping your thighs open. You gasped, looking at him with slight confusion and arousal. He smiled, taking the vibrator to your clit again.
"we're not done yet sweetheart."
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