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female-malice · 2 years

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Hey, let's talk gay sports.

The gap in acceptance between gay women and gay men in sports is unbelievably massive. It reminds me of the gap in gay acceptance between western cities and the rest of the world.

The reason western cities have more gay acceptance is tied to the history of globalization and urbanization. As gay people, numbers are our biggest disadvantage. But when we gathered at certain population hubs, we started putting up a serious fight against that disadvantage. Wherever we find big gay numbers, we find gay power.

And we can find huge numbers in women's sports. Several factors contribute to that. Same-sex attracted people naturally seek out same-sex environments. Military, navy, same-sex religious orders, schools, and sports. But men's and women's sports have this same-sex quality in common. So why is gay power progressing at such different rates?

Pregnancy. Specifically, straight and patriarchal pressures around pregnancy. Pregnancy in and of itself is not the end of an athletic career. But an unplanned or untimely pregnancy with minimal support can be. Gay women don't face this pressure. We're way more prevalent in elite veteran sports than we are in general society. The older/more veteran a certain sport's "prime" age is, the more lesbians you'll find.

Some elite women's sports achieve a gay:bi:straight ratio close to 1:1:1. That's a lot of gay women gathered in one place. That's a lot of gay power.

But there's no shortage of gay men in elite sports, either. Just like there's no shortage of gay people outside western cities. But once western urban gay power expanded to the city limits, it grew stagnant and directionless. It didn't push outwards with conviction towards global gay rights. These directionless communities became vulnerable to infiltration and disruption.

I fear that gay power in women's sports is beginning to stagnate as well. Many elite lesbian athletes are dismantling the foundations of women's sports by supporting patriarchal trans infiltration. They're getting tricked into self-destruction because they're directionless.

At the highest level of sports, there are no more gay rights horizons for women. They struggled in silence for decades, fearing loss of sponsorship income if they came out. Now, they land massive lesbian athlete couple sponsorships. They've fought a long fight and they've won it. They've improved their little corner of the world, and they're not sure where to go next. So their powerful forward momentum is being used by destructive special interest groups.

I don't think powerful gay communities stagnate because of selfishness. I think there's interest and empathy and some effort to reach gay populations living in silence. But there are communication and cultural barriers and we hesitate around them more than we should.

In basketball, there is strong camaraderie between elite men and women. Lesbian basketball leaders know plenty of closeted gay men in their sport.

They've known them as friends and Olympic teammates for ages. They knew them back when women's basketball was closeted alongside men's. While basketball lesbians made astronomical progress from 2010-2020, they watched their male counterparts make no progress at all.

They care about these guys, but this is a frustrating problem. How do you help the guy who has everything? Absolute worst case scenario, he comes out to join the fight for gay rights, gets traded, and his salary tanks. But he'll still be making more annually than you've made in your entire life. How do you even approach that problem without getting frustrated?

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Q: It's easier for a gay person in this league than it would be for an NB@ player. And conversely, you guys are getting robbed at the bank as far as pay. There's a lot of movement to be made on both sides. DT: Yeah. You know, our movement always comes in the form of money. And, on the male side, it comes from the movement of mental evolution, which takes a lot longer for males to do because insecurity runs wild in their blood.

Oh. So they're just a bunch of manlets. I guess I knew that.

The entire culture of silence and macho homophobia in men's sports is a problem men created for themselves. Everything gay male pros are stressed about, lesbian veterans have fought through and survived. And they've come out the other end thriving. But gay male pros still won't follow their example.

Lesbian veterans have earned the right to ignore all this and move on with their lives. But often, the next step in their lives is NB@ assistant coach. Out lesbians can coach in the NB@, but out gay men can't. However, closeted gay male superstars can roll up as assistant coaches whenever they want.

In fact, in the entire competitive basketball world, there is only one out gay male coach. Curt Miller. He makes about 200k coaching professional women's basketball. That's a lot less money than an NB@ gig. And it's also a lot less misery.

Coach Miller has no time or patience for that messy closet nonsense. So, early in his coaching career, he ditched men's basketball as a lost cause.

If it looked bad then, it's worse now. Acceptance of healthy same-sex couples is no longer a topic of mainstream discourse. Sport culture has gone from "lesbian athletes exist" to "trans lives matter." Everyone collectively leap-frogged over "gay male athletes exist." One of the most influential players is transing his gay son into a "straight daughter." So we're already deep into nightmare territory.

"Oh No... Tiny Gay Son... 😑" "Yay! Trendy Straight Daughter! 😁"

The NB@ is a suffocating league where no gay or bi males can be out. They can't even be in a glass closet like women's basketball once was. They build and maintain closets of steel. And behind those closet doors, it's a mess.

Lesbian pros don't have an obligation to help gay male pros who won't help themselves. But when Sue made Lebron come on her show to promote her trans rights thing, I couldn't stop cringing (@16:40). The last thing anyone needs is an aimless lesbian activist pushing more trans ideology into the NB@. She could've used her veteran status to make Lebron say "I'm not afraid of sharing locker rooms with gay teammates." That would've had a bigger impact. Why can't he just say that? Unless his picture-perfect high school sweetheart soulmate marriage is just as beardy as it sounds...

Ugh. Okay. I've written this to death. I have 2 datalounge tabs open and that is 2 too many. This topic is messy and exhausting. Maybe Coach Miller is onto something and men's basketball is a lost cause. But if gay male pros would step the fuck up and live openly like lesbian pros, it would change everything.

#i'm censoring NB@ because i don't want to summon NB@ fans lol #I posted Mr. Kyle up there with Sue and DT #he's like... the normie well-adjusted least-fucked-up closet basketball gay...#he also got lowkey outed by Sue's drunk TRA/queer-influencer fiance...#and Timmy up there with Coach Becky #Timmy's an oddball. He's obsessed with knights and high fantasy and renaissance faires lol #towards the end of his career he was having some romantic drama on the Spurs #maybe that's why they were in such a rush to bring Becky onto the coaching staff in 2014... to babysit the depressed gay superstar #but there's a lot more than just kyle and timmy and i think that's part of the problem #it's like... at least 1 in 8 NB@ players... so a significant amount #i think it's about the fans more than anything. maybe they could tolerate one or two gay NB@ players #but if straight men found out that NB@ players were regularly gay... and sleeping with each other... idk lol the economy would collapse #it's like judas priest all over again #straight men looove love love to stan quirky closeted gay men. they can't get enough #but they can't handle it when those gay men come out

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veganhamsalad · 1 year

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Screeching screeching

#tiktok has been on a bi women with cishet bfs are the worst ever kick and like #if a bi woman has a bad take her attraction to men is immediately dragged out and mocked #and then they mock the ones who then guilt post stuff like 'ew men its so sad i like them'#as if its not their fault that genre of post exists at all #and mayb this is bc of my own view on my gender of 'i hope rng is nice and makes me a boy next go around but until then im just.#on the porch of womanhood. cant enter the house of it. but since im on the porch ppl think i live there and thats. Fine.'#but my attraction to men often does feel as queer as my attraction to women.#like i want to get him pregnant. hes my baby girl. i want to live in his body hair and vacation in his armpits #idk though! despite all this its made my love of normie bi women who love their mid husbands bc theyre special to them sm more #like #i feel for them! so many of them have 0 access to irl queer spaces. i dont mostly. and the online spaces are so gd hostile #anyways i love you bi women. i love you bi nb ppl. i love you bi men

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davidtennantpussytulpa · 2 years

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hiiiii tara <333 top 5 fictional characters

CRYING SCREAMING YELLING SIOBHAN OMG…….

1. ED NYGMA MY BELOVED ED NYGMA….. specifically the gotham version of him aaoaiygghaghhrhgh literally me literally changed the trajectory of my life forever hes my girlfriend my best friend my worst enemy hes me im him i miss him more than anything….

2. GEORGE COSTANZA 🥰🥰🥰 again he is just like me 10000% and i want to kill him and also make out with him sloppy style. i wont him

3. DUCKIE DALE from pretty in pink aka my icon hes…. augghhgah hey girl. uhm. heyyyyy 🙈🙈🙈🙈

4. RICHIE TOZIER….. 😭😭❤️❤️🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻 hes my best friend forever of all time i love him…. again again he is exactly me i miss my tozier-the-trashmouth url sometimes… literally my longest one ever i had it for like 6/7 years lol

5. AND SPOCK…. ohhhhhh im so in love with him he means the world to me. i relate to both him and kirk a lot but spock is the one i would literally do anything to marry. like chop my legs off throw me in a tiger pit idc. let me marry him

#special mentions to my other annoying occasionally misogynistic lame ass bisexual men jaskier quark and xander harris 🥰🥰🥰🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻❤️❤️❤️❤️#SPIKE also. buffy is full of my horrible little guys. oz is my best friend but he isnt horrible hes a swag ass nb bisexual 🥰❤️#and to javert who makes me insaner than anything in the world……#TYYY FOR THIS ONE I LOVE BEING INSANE ABT THESE GUYS 💖💖💖💖💋💋💋#asks

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dragons-and-yellow-roses · 2 years

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My boss on Tuesday: Housing assignments will be out on Wednesday or Thursday!

My boss on Wednesday: *silence*

My boss on Thursday: Housing assignments will be out on Friday!

My boss on Friday: Housing assignments will be out today!

Housing assignments on Friday: *not out*

My boss on fucking Saturday: *silence*

#i love him. i respect him. i look up to him. i will kill him #(this is about my camp job)#im going to be living there for two months #im going to be there in THREE DAYS #I STILL DON'T KNOW WHERE IM SUPPOSED TO FUCKING LIVE #my dude im sure youre busy but please im constantly full of the anxiety shakes and this is Not Helping #i know that at least some of the housing assignments exist #because my best friend went up on Friday so he texted the director and asked where he was supposed to live #and the director told him. and told him that the assignments would be out later that day #IT EXISTS. I KNOW THAT SOMEWHERE THERE'S A GOOGLE SHEET THAT WILL ALLEVIATE AT LEAST 3% OF MY ANXIETY #I NEED IT #please im about to have a breakdown #i am nb/trans man. i have fears about housing. especially when almost everyone i work with is a man #being a trand man surrounded by cis men is scary sometimes #theyre all pretty nice and ive never really had a problem #and ive known my boss for years now. hes always been super awesome and respectful #but i am full of fear and nothing short of a housing assignment reveal is going to help #i just need to know and prepare #and im salty that he keeps saying that itll be out and then it is not out #id rather you tell me itll be out on a later date than say itll be out on X early date and then fail to deliver #im exhausted. im anxious. im exhausted. im so anxious and exhausted #camp is always hell to prep for but amazing when i get there. i just have to remember that in three days ill be past hell into amazing

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dumbass-extraordinaire · 2 years

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just had the best experience with my cishet dude friend genesis omg he came up to me and said “soda pop, you’re wearing a skirt on a rainy day you are insane my good sir” im crying i feel so validated he gets it!

#genesis (platonic best babe)#he remembered that i like to be called sir hes such a good friend i love him #hes so supportive and genuinely listens to me and our other trans friends #he is the pinnacle of all men and i wish him nothing but happiness #overheard at hs #gen z #trans #transgender #nb #nonbinary

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cock-holliday · 8 months

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Idk man it’s so easy to get bogged down in all the bullshit online but when my then-6 year old cousin found out I was trans he said “ok” then corrected my grandma when she misgendered me. I was once the third between a gay man and a lesbian. Two lesbians once invited me back to their place when I presented as a man. I met an AMAB nb butch who looked strikingly to outsiders like a cis man and it was one of the more sapphic experiences I’ve had. I nervously wore a boydyke shirt to pride and got 3 different cis-looking femme folks tell me they loved my shirt. I once told a trans group at a protest that any pronouns were fine for me and one person said “wow, I’m impressed and intimidated by people like that. I don’t know that I could be that chill with pronouns.” I once told a GNC friend I wished I could wear a type of “opposite” gender clothing after I had already transitioned and so it would be associated with my AGAB and he said “You could just do it.” I’ve had cishet men fight cops for me before. The first time I had a doctor ask me if my name was different than what was on my forms I had to try not to cry. Last week, a phone call with a doctor’s office where I am generally cis passing asked unprompted if my name listed is what I want to be called. It touched me then too. I told a lesbian friend once I felt like my attraction to men AND women both felt gay. She said “makes sense.” And we moved on. I go by different pronouns in different circles. I’ve had gay women love my facial hair. I’ve had gay men like my tits. It’s all out there, I promise. It can be hard to find it but I promise there is community like you and community who likes you. And it’s more messy and beautiful than tumblr discourse makes it out to be.

#LJsm

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rosen-und-mondlicht · 11 days

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rant rant rant

/extremely negative post. keep scrolling/

#it maybe the 5 hours if drinking and bitching about work with my manager talking but i absolutely am not ok #i fucking hate my boss #5 years of professional experience and nothing to show for it #god i hate it here #this industry is fucking exhausting #dealing with white cis men is extremely exhausting as a queer nb poc and when the industry is rampant with them forget it #i love my work and my efforts but um so tired #burnt out and running on fumes and spite #all i want to do is sleep and sometimes i wish I'd never wake up #god im crying again #at least with drinks i was able to talk about gender identity gender expression and sexuality with my manager #he's a supportive ally albeit a bit clueless by no fault of his own but he wants to learn and is eager to understand #probably the only reprieve in our depressing conversation and the mentions of monsterfucker shenanigans and dress up part 3 by Kelley #only because i practically yell Kelley's name at work on the reg and they have no idea why until now #anyway im a sobbing mess and debating on whether to call out tomorrow or just go in late #ill decide in the morning #they have spoken

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sacred-gayze · 3 months

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Harrison O'Farrell

#help i'm in love #so glad i discovered him #he be making my dreary january a lot more pleasant #might delete later #crushing hard #twinks #androgyny #long haired boys #long haired men #nb #gender vibes #pretty boys

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sh1-n0bu · 5 months

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♡︎ 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙘𝙠 𝙢𝙚 𝙪𝙥! ♡︎

characters: sub!big men x nb!dom!reader

warnings: mentions of pregnancy, breeding, creampie, slapping, hair pulling, size difference, rough sex, strap/cock traditions, feminization like a lot, mentions of lactating, just dumb big sub men getting fucked stupid<3

notes: thinking with my clit rn… divider by @/reveriesources

big men! who can’t help but feel something swirling in their stomach every time they see little children going around, clinging to their parents, excitedly chattering on and showing their proud work

big men! who can’t help but imagine what it would be like to have your own children. you two have been together for long enough now, he guesses it should be time to bring up the topic of children and raising a family together

big men! who absolutely adore children despite their large physique and threatening appearance. and children love them in return and so are you with children as well. he sees it as an absolute win-win. you both love children and they love you two back. it would only be normal to want a cute family together, right?

big men! who nervously bring up the topic of children one day after a nice homemade dinner. he speaks in stutters and stammers — uncharacteristic as he fiddles with his hands, looking down at his lap. what if you weren’t ready? what if you turn down the idea? what if you don’t even want children to begin with?

big men! who let out a sigh of relief when you reach out, your smaller hands covering their own as you sooth his worries. who smiles in sheer utter joy when you say you want children as well

big men! who later into the night get absolutely wrecked. legs shaking, voice hoarse from all the moaning and screaming. mind delirious, barely hanging on a thread as his glossy eyes look at nowhere in the room. who can’t help but let out a shriek when you enter him again. big and thick cock hitting his sensitive spots, making him squeal and thrash around on the bed until you pin him down with your weight

big men! who cry and blabber about being too goddamn full. who talk about your cock fucking his insides, rearranging his organs. who deliriously smiles and lets a drunken giggle slip when he feels the small bump in his stomach from the sheer size of your strap and cum mixed together

big men! who drool on the sheets when he can feel you slap his ass. the sting feeling so damn delicious, he couldn’t help but ask for more. to slap his ass and squeeze and fondle his tits until they’re all sore, red and lactating

big men! who lets out a weak pathetic excuse of a whine when you cum deep inside him for the nth time that night, legs spasming from the feeling of your hot seeds painting his walls

big men! who get fucked until their mind breaks, blabbering and slurring about how you were fucking his womb now. how he can feel your tip bruising his cervix and that you’re gonna knock him up

big men! who eagerly push you down, straddling your lap when you mischievously ask him to ride your cock since you’re so damn tired

big men! who rides your strap happily, his own cock repeatedly hitting his stomach as he sinks down on your strap again. the sheer amount of cum dribbling down your shaft, his thighs and making a mess

big men! who place a hand over the small bulge on their stomach. lust hazed smile on their face as they slur out words of getting pregnant. who blabber on and on so cutely about finally starting a family with you. who giggles when he feels you cum inside him again, saying he wants to make sure that his womb gets filled to the brim, wanting to carry your children even though he doesn’t even have a womb

big men! who whine when you try to tap out, too exhausted to continue. but he wants to! he wants to make sure you fuck your cock deep inside him, pushing past his cervix walls and cum inside him over and over till he gets pregnant!

big men! who fucking squirts. weak and limp cock spurting out pathetic excuse of droplets of cum before shooting blanks, pushing his red ass flush against your hips to make sure you don’t pull out. who lets out the loudest fucking scream when your hand gently yanks his hair, pushing his face into the pillow to muffle his noise as you continue to ram your cock inside him

big men! whose moans and whimpers turn so high-pitched, so weak, so girly as his whole body spasms and shakes under you like a weak fawn. who keep daydreaming of a cute domestic life with you and your kids together in his cotton filled brain

big men! who are just fucked dumb. not a single thought or an imagination in their mind as they simply lay there. take, take, take and take until you two finally tap out. you, too exhausted. him, exhausted, with a sore throat, with old and new tear stains on his cheeks, drool slipping down his lips with a shaking body. who passes out after you cum inside him for the nth time

big men! who dream of starting a family with you. the two of you with a cute child or a few more since he was such a big family man. the kids running around, the two of you watching them with a smile as the two of you make dinner together

big men! who wakes up all sore and exhausted the next morning. they’re absolutely drained and even trying to speak hurt

big men! who can finally move around after a while. who place a hand over his stomach before realizing the bulge is gone since you have already did an aftercare together after he passed out. who feel a growing sense of great sadness as their eyes brim with tears and their lips quiver

big men! who shake you awake with a sense of urgency, asking you to hurry and wake up. when you finally do, you’re greeted with the sight if your lover with tears in his eyes

big men! who complain, hiss and even cry as he stammers about not being pregnant. who take your hand in his own, squeezing your hand slightly with a pout on their face, “you should have knocked me up! i wanted a baby with you! did you.. not want a baby?”

big men! who cry crocodile tears when they realize that they can’t get pregnant after you explain it to them. mind still too fucked dumb, brain filled with nothing but statics and cotton. who literally sobs in desperation when he realizes he can’t get knocked up by you

big men! who sniffle as you turn their face to look at you. who finally starts to calm down when you assure him with a smug smile that you will continue to fuck your cum inside him over and over until he finally gets pregnant. isn’t his partner just lovely?

➯ jing yuan, blade, gepard, sampo, welt yang, argenti, wriothesley, neuvilette, diluc, itto, childe, capitano, kaveh, thoma, baizhu, zhongli, dainsleif, rock, hajime sugoroku, kenshirou yozakura, musashi, samon gokuu, liang, qi, yamato godai, mitsuru hitokoe, sinbad, masrur, spartos leoxses, kouen ren, koumei ren, muu alexius, cassim, armakan amun-ra, yunan, judar, murial, julian, diavolo, beel, mammon, satan, simeon, solomon, raphael your faves♡︎

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luxthestrange · 5 months

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TWST Incorrect quotes#663 Stages

Stages of Love of Yuu Rabbit and Ruggie

Desk acquaintance

Ruggie: Jail is no fun, I’ll tell you that. Yuu*Blinks worriedly imagining tiny cute Ruggie in a cartoonish striped jail outfit being surrounded by big jail men*...You’ve been? Ruggie: Once...in Monopoly

That...Was the first time Ruggie had ever seen Yuu the resident Sex Symbol at par with Vil in way of suaveness and allure...Have a full-hearted laugh and giggle fit at his lame joke...To say he was taken aback and proud of it...was an understatement

Hanging out(You asked him on a date and he didn't catch it was a date-)

Yuu*heading out to see Ruggie* Rook: Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do!~ Yuu: I think I crossed that line when I got a date~

Favorite Regular in his work(After The Vil accident)

Vil: I know you love them Ruggie: I am not in love with Yuu! Vil* Staring at Ruggie,With a raised brow*I never said who... Ruggie*realizes*... Ruggie: Shit. Well, anyways-

Ruggie Inviting you to his games and saving you a good seat...to cheer for him

Yuu*Running towards him and picking him up for a celebration hug for winning* Oh, Ruggie!~You were magnificent!~

Rugg*Blushing and gives an excited little giggle with a cheeky grin,tail wagging* Was I really?

Yuu*Whispers into his ear* Better than Leona~

FINALLY confessing to eachother

You and Ruggie are lying on a picnic blanket together,Ruggie finally...confessing he likes you...and you hugging him and kissing him all over his face leaving red lipstick marks

Yuu*Kissing his lips once again lovingly holding his cheeks* Ruggie, darling!~ I want you to know I love you!~ I've loved you more than any Woman/Man/NB ever loved a Hyena!~

Rugg*Who mind is as soft as smashed potatoes and enjoying the moment of being cuddled and lovingly pamperd in kisses and compliment*Shyeheheeh~ heehe~

Part 4 of:

@creativechaosx

#twst disney #twisted wonderland x yuu #twisted wonderland x reader #twst yuu #twst #jessica rabbit yuu #twst savanaclaw #ruggie bucchi x yuu #ruggie bucchi x reader #ruggie bucchi #vil schoenheit #leona kingscholar #rook hunt #twst fluff #twst incorrect quotes #incorrect quotes

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syeren · 5 months

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love love love the way you write, could i request gepard smut where he gets jealous of how reader entertain sampo’s shenanigans or flirtations? reader and gepard aren’t officially together but people kinda know that they’re a thing. geoard’s too shy to ask for attention and he doesn’t like how she’s so close to sampo and finally claims her when he reaches his breaking point. knowing this man and his incredible self restraint im just AHHH he snaps

SYEREN ANSWERS: “omg YES?! i absolutely love this request, thank you so much 🥹🫶 i’ll proceed to use gender-neutral pronouns for this. here’s to you, my lovely requester <3”

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BREAKING POINT — GEPARD LANDAU.

RATING: NSFW 18+ (nb-reader (fem. bodied))

GENRE: mix of fluff and jealousy sex

CW & TW: jealous!gepard, possessive!gepard, unprotected s*x, dom!gepard, missionary, mating press, pounding, rough s*x, degrading, possessiveness, sub!reader

SUMMARY: Gepard’s not one to show his emotions, however, when the one he’s admiring is digging into another’s flirtatious actions… How could he not?

NSFW UNDER THE CUT! — MINORS DO NOT INTERACT.

It was nothing at first. Nothing at all. But, why is his leg bouncing up and down rapidly? Why is his cheeks reddened with flush? Gepard’s train of thought was absolute mayhem as his blue orbs hovered around your and Sampo’s figure… Again. How long has this been happening? Why is that butt-weasel getting all the attention— your attention… And what for?

You and Gepard decided to spend some time in the Underworld, mainly information to collect for Bronya, but… With how long both of your schedules are and how busy it gets, he figured to volunteer right away to be with you longer. He remembered as his hand shot up to announce his idea to accompany you, a faint blush dusted your cheeks. The rest of your coworkers there looked at each other knowingly, laughing to themselves at how obvious Gepard’s adoration is for you.

But in the current time, he lets out a scoff, shaking his head briskly and refocuses his attention on his chilled liquor and paperwork at his side. The man whom he was throwing daggers at? The infamous, one and only… Sampo Koski. The two were fire and ice: One being a prestigious guard and the other… More known as a sly, cunning looker. Sampo is a charmer which is a trait that Gepard himself doesn’t have, yet in this moment, he longs for it jealously… Well, if it means that he would be the one standing in front of you, that is. He glances up and his eyes almost pop out of his sockets. The azure-haired man reaches up to graze his knuckles against your cheek, and Gepard bites onto his tongue to refrain from breaking the glass he was holding.

“Soot?” you asked, bringing your hand up to brush over the spot Sampo touched, only for him to show his dirtied finger.

He blew off the charcoal dust with a tiny smirk. “You must’ve been in the mines previously… Hey! Why didn’t you tell me sooner? I would’ve made your while,” Sampo laughs, smoothly closing the distance between you two and looking downwards with his staggering height.

You shook your head amusingly and placed a hand on your hip. “Like what? Show me some ‘fun new trick’ you learned that involves pick-pocketing?”

“Lock-picking, actually.”

“Figured.”

Sampo laughs once more, reaching over to casually wind an arm around the small of your back. You shutter slightly due to the coldness of his fingertips, you swore goosebumps were forming around his hand placement. You were about to hit him off lightly until—

“Ahem.”

Your eyes locked onto Gepard, who was now lingering dangerously close to your side. His hand reached behind your back to pry off Sampo’s fingers, flicking them off irritatedly.

“Off,” he merely stated, his tone dripping with venom.

Sampo blinked a couple of time before dryly laughing it off, waving his hand in the air. “Ay big guy! It’s all in good fun, plus I haven’t seen them in so long—“

“And that gives you the right to touch them?”

The tension between the two towering men increased as the seconds passed, with Gepard losing it little by little every breath he took. Sampo chuckled and slowly walked closer to Gepard, looking him straight in the eye.

“… Think you own them or something?” he spat, his palms resting comfortably on his hips. “Coward?”

Your own anxiety rose as you quickly went to stop the two, sighing deeply before you spoke. “Knock it off, this is stupid—“

“— And says you?” Gepard interjected firmly, but this time, his voice sounded calmer than angry. He chuckled once and stepped back, gently lacing his fingers around your wrist and tugging you along with him.

“Where are you taking me?” you asked worriedly, concerned that he’s in a really bad mood.

“No where special.”

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A small, dingy closet was what he found in the back of the bar. He almost knocked the wind out of you as he practically launched you inside. You had barely managed to regain your balance until he trapped you in between his sturdy arms, using the dusty wooden table behind you effectively.

“Gepard?”

His breaths were shallow and heavy, the scent of his cologne and musk intensifying around you as you looked up at him. He was looking directly into your eyes, piercing through your soul but had a slight softened look to it. A pleading look. An agonizing, pained look for release.

“… Not another word,” he spoke calmly and immediately ripped the armour off of him, along with his shirt. The heavy clanking of metal resounded against the floorboards beneath you two.

Perhaps it was the fluorescent light beaming down on you two, or the half-lidded eyes he had on his expression… But he looked ethereal. The dirty blonde locks cascaded down his forehead and his skin shone with a slight gleam due to sweat. The cloud of lust drowned any sense of fear as his hands busied themselves to lock behind your head, cradling your jaw with one hand and the other resting on your nape.

A tiny mewl escaped your lips as you hungrily welcomed his tongue that shot straight into your mouth. The warmth of the muscle explored the surface of your canines, until prodding his own tongue with your own. Taken-a-back is an understatement, you never knew Gepard would be so… Good, real good. Who knew the shy and obedient man would have a hidden side?

As you were trying to keep up with his movements, Gepard’s voice lowered in a hushed manner.

“… Tell me whenever to stop,” he whispered, not wanting to hurt you or to cross any more boundaries. You can tell just from looking at him that reality was slowly starting to sink in. In turn, you placed a hand behind his neck and pushed him once more to your lips.

“Mmgh!”

A choked up grunt evoked from his mouth but soon after, he sunk deeper into the intimacy, the feeling of holding you, touching you… To Gepard, this was the moment to finally show you how much he loved you. A primal yet desperate instinct grew within him, it was competitive— The feeling to win you over, the feeling to completely lose himself in you, to be able to do that spoke volumes for the man who represented perseverance himself.

He let his hands trail down to the back of your knees, hoisting you up and setting you on top the wooden table. The dim light coming from the bulb created perfect shadows of his muscles. He was well built throughout the years fighting and wearing thick, heavy armour. A sense of pride flooded in him as he watched you carefully drink his physique in, captivated.

“Don’t make me nervous now,” he jokingly added, a tinge of pink blooming on his cheekbones. “Got Sampo wrapped around your pretty little finger, hmm?”

A breathy chuckle left your lips, falling into lust as he nudged your head to the side to bite along the column of your neck.

“A chatter, that man,” you added and subconsciously spread your legs, allowing him to dive in deeper into your body.

“I can’t disagree with him either,” he responded quickly.

He took that split second and didn’t waste any time, calloused palms dragging across the plush of your thighs to push it further apart. The sound of the rustling of his pants made you look and he slowly unbuckled the leather with one hand, pulling it downward.

“Are you—“

“No, I’m preparing you first,” he whispered, trailing his light fingertips from your navel to the edge of your underwear. You were caught by surprise as Gepard’s finger tracks down your clit and rubs it slowly, teasingly. A delicious yet agonizing, dull sensation bubbled within your lower abdomen.

Tiny mewls and gasps left your parted lips, enticing Gepard to go more into rhythm, drinking in the lustful noises that he was producing. This was the reality of the situation, created by the tension between him and Sampo. And now, he couldn’t help the slow rise of his boner, growing an even larger tent within his tight slacks. He wedged his lip inbetween his teeth, chewing it harshly until specks of blood dotted around the abrasion.

He’s the one bringing out these beautiful noises you’re making. Not Sampo. Him.

The beat of his fingers increased, swiping side to side, in circles… Abusing the swollen bundle of nerves of yours. His hawk eyes pierced onto your face, analyzing the shortness of breath, the way your eyes were screwed shut. This only, and merely, egged Gepard on.

“G-Gonna cum,” you announced weakly, knocking your head back onto the wall. Just as the tension built up, it ended abruptly. The heavenly sensation of your bursting release cut short. A tiny whine evoked in you as you glared at Gepard in irritation. He laughed at your expression, hovering over your crumbled physique with both arms caging you in.

Gepard gave you a lop-sided smile and a tilt to his head. “I like that expression. Suits you.”

You sent him another stare of judgement, feeling the heavenly release slowly return back to your normal state. Gepard merely scoffed, jokingly, and yanked his pants along with his boxers down.

“What? Cat got your tongue? Use your words—“ he grabbed your chin and gently caressed your jaw, looking down at you.

“— Or use your mouth.”

You shut yourself up mentally and lowered yourself from the desk, your pride being on the line as well as your aching core. It’s still unbelievable. This wasn’t anything you expected of Gepard; the shy, chivalrous man you once knew vanished in a second, in this dimly lit closet.

Your gaze trailed down his abdomen to his erect penis, the sound of the tip slapping against his skin caused a gulp to rise in your throat. He adorned a large size, stretching out at seven inches — give or take — erect, with pretty blue veins decorating the sides and reaching towards his pelvis. You gave him experimental licks along the shaft, right along those veins popping out of the sheerness of his skin. He was soft, so soft… And warm. The same pink hue of the angry tip matched the shell of his ears.

A strained groan came from him and as you peered up, his head was craned all the way back. The beauty of his was all you could focus on, wanting to mark it up with your own kisses; the way it connected to the angular shapes of his collarbones, to the chisel of his adam’s apple.

“Y-You’re good,” he commented, his breathing erratic as he narrowed his gaze onto you. “Got Sampo as your practice partner—“

A loud slurping noise cut his remark, a moan bordering a whimper erupted from Gepard as you angrily swirled your tongue around, and shoved him all the way down your throat. You released his cock from your puffy lips with a pop, dazing at him intensely. Was he…

“Jealous?” you teased, only to erupt another irritated expression from him. However, it was more than just plain jealousy. Gepard looked at you with a blank stare and suddenly lifted you up by your underarms and shoved open your thighs. He didn’t mutter a single word, instead, aligning his fat cock head to your aching hole. He paused, looking at you cautiously and carefully in case you wanted to deject. A tinge of pink coated the apples of your cheeks, and you instinctively reached to interlock his long fingers with yours.

“Mhm— Eugh!“

He slammed into you, sucking in a harsh breath and made his movements stagnant for a second. A loud throaty noise ripped from your chest, the delicious stretch pulsating and tingling from your cunt, shooting straight up to your head. You took that brief moment to let your body mold around his heated dick, before peering up at him with tears welling in your eyes — a signal to go.

His insatiable, animalistic instincts were the only thing that controlled his body. The wet sounds and bodily noises emitting within the room only gave Gepard more fuel to his fire. You, whose neck was craned all the way up, screamed at the euphoric waves of pleasure. Gepard leaned forward more, licking long stripes along the column of your neck and left vivid hickeys; the blues and purples bloomed on your body, like flowers painted by monet.

“Y-You… Look so beautiful,” he mumbled out, staring at you like you were a blessing sent down by the Aeons themselves. He lifted your hips up and slammed his cock back inside, heavy balls slapped against your puffy lips. Breathy moans and the stench of sex, you dropped your face against his shoulder and cried out.

“… So pretty,” he chanted once more, and kissed your forehead. His left arm trailed down your stomach and with his free hand, he parted your folds with his middle and index fingers. He stared at your core, it was glistening in the cheap fluorescent lamp above the two of you. He tilted his head and blew lightly at your clit, which caused you to buckle at your legs.

You let out a strangled mewl, wrapping your arms around his neck. You felt a twitch from his cock and a bubbly sensation rose in the pit of your stomach. It was all so lewd, his length stretched you out so deliciously as he rammed his hips nonstop, his demeanor from before was irritated, and now you were left with the touch-starved shell of a man.

Perhaps it’s due to the strong, pent-up emotions you hold for him, but you grasped onto the back of his head and kissed him— A kiss where it wasn’t merely a gesture of lust, or just because you two were in a sexual act… A battle between pleasure, lust, affection were evident, and the craving to portray your true emotions in that sloppy act. His speed became staggered, irregular thrusts entered and exited your squelching cunt in an inconsistent manner.

“F-fuck! I’m gonna—“ Gepard announced and grumbled various strings of profanity. He searched for your hands once more and intertwined them, looking down at you through glossy eyes.

“Cum with me,” he pleaded, regaining a sense of momentum with his hips. It was almost like a spell — his words — and it echoed in your head. A tinge of pleasure shot from your abdomen and your legs started to shake intensely.

“Shit,” you groaned, whining as the release was nearing. Gepard took notice, immediately feeling you clamp down on his dick harder. He spilled his seed into you, and following after, you creamed around his dick; his hips stuttering wildly. Your walls clenched and you felt the warmth of his cum paint your insides. He kept his hips still and the fluttering of your walls gave him slight overstimulation, cock-warming you while keeping you from leaking out his seed.

His heavy weight fell against your body, the weight of his heart too. Tears welled up in his eyes and he hid his face, holding onto you more tightly than before. From your teary-eyed vision and exhausted state, he gave you a slight glance to make sure you were okay. He quickly covered you with his guard uniform, shielding you from the sudden cold of the closet.

“Don’t… Talk to him. At least alone. And only with me.”

“You know I never had feelings for him, right?” You asked, still trying to catch your breath. You raised your shaking hands to slot them against his reddened cheeks.

“Yes love… But, he’s still Sampo, gets on my nerves, I couldn’t sit there and watch him do that vile act,” he sternly replied, however reverting back to his old self once more. You chuckled at his embarrassment, scratching the crown of his head lovingly.

“All Sampo knows is how to steal $10,000 from naïve people and break-and-enter the most weirdest places,” you stated, chuckling as Gepard tightens his hold around you, shying away his face. He straightens up and helps you wear your clothing, making sure to also gently wipe any fluids or dirt on your body with his own sleeve.

“He’s still another guy, Y/N. So from now on…” Gepard trails off, removing a Belobog Silvermane Guard insignia from the coat draped around you. With the pin still in hand, he fastens it onto the lapel of your jacket, the lustre gleaming out and proud.

“You’re mine. And if Sampo needs physical evidence, that pin can do wonders… If not, make sure I’m with you. I don’t mind giving him a show either.”

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an; i am so sorry this took so long, i swear i saw your request as soon as you sent it, but college finals have been draining me quick </333 thank you for your patience!!! (also there may be grammar errors or spelling mistakes, heavily apologize for such things 🫶🙏)

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