#he's so fucking cute but i just can't stop staring at his balls

[inmaki]

gojo making fun of your other fwb

( smut, a little smthn while i work on my nanami fic <3 ) .

"just put it in, for fucks sake."

gojo chuckles, running his mushroom-shaped tip up and down your folds. every time he reaches your hole, he pushes his cock in just enough to breach your entrance, before pulling out and continuing his ministrations. like a fucking idiot.

"aw, y’want my dick that bad? 'need me to fill you up?" what about matsukawa?"

your expression sours, sending him an annoyed look. this was by far the first time he’s brought up his displeasure for your other friend, especially in bed.

“are you trying to make me dry?" you bark, trying to close your legs - which he immediately stops with a large hand. "if you wanna fuck, stop talking about him and hurry."

gojo rolls his eyes, despising the way you're practically defending the fucker. sure, he's just a friend too - but you were clearly his; you've always been addicted his lips against yours, his hands on your body, his cock against your cervix. now this other shithead thinks he can come and take that away?

he doesn't know how to handle it besides-

"is this how he fucks you?" suddenly, he forces only an inch or two inside you, barely thrusting in and out with a mischievous smile. a hum leaves his lips as your insides squeeze him firmly, but he's stubborn enough to hold back the urge to fill you up properly. "probably can’t reach anything, i bet even my fingers are bigger."

the audacity and immaturity of the man in front of you has you baffled. here you are, ready to be fucked into the mattress by him - and all he can do is joke about some other guy's dick length? you desperately want to scold him, tell him to fuck off - but as expected - the feeling of his fat cock not reaching where you need has your mind going blank in desperation.

"please.. just fuck me, toru."

he smirks, and without giving you any time to adjust, he's mercilessly slamming in the rest of his length so the tip presses right up against your womb. his balls smack against you from below, and you shiver at the feeling of his white pubic hair grazing your pelvis. "so i'm right? hah, what a fuckin' loser. 'course he has a small dick."

you're too busy catching your breath to hear him, and gojo smoothly takes that opportunity to throw your legs over his shoulders and press them against your chest, ensuring his cock hits your g-spot at the perfect angle. just how you like it.

the white-haired bastard can't help but smile, licking his lips at your rolled back eyes and the harmonious ah, ah, ah's that escape your throat with each brutal slam of his hips. "becoming my brainless cocksleeve as usual, so damn cute. only i can rearrange these guts, right?" he demands, bending you even further while getting right in your face.

"say it. say who owns this sloppy," thrust, "fucking," thrust, "pussy," thrust.

“you, only you!” the words tumble out of you before you can stop them.

“who?” he grinds right against your cervix, nearly pressing the tip of his nose against yours.

“sa- satoru!”

he rewards you by lowering a thumb to play with your clit, cerulean eyes staring into your very soul. “damn right. scream it louder.”

suddenly, a quiet ding! comes from your bedside table. gojo glances down to your blissed-out face, cautiously peering over to see a message from none other than the man of of the hour.

matsu: wyd? can i come over?

gojo smiles. typing in a response with one hand while the other keeps your thigh firmly against your chest.

you: yea, be quick daddy ;)

you would definitely kill him after this.

( reblogs & comments r appreciated if u enjoy! had this idea at 2am sorry if it’s bad <\3)

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[m-ayo-o]

-> when the jjk men fuck the tightest girly around <3 tw# reader is small, unprotected sex, size kink, "fat" cock, tummy bulge, cervix fxcking +++++ reader's 🐱 is too small for them :( no sukuna bc i do not wish death upon the reader

18+ NSFW

Toji

Most women he meets are "tight" by his standards. He's used to it. He finds himself constantly dealing with complaints; too fucking big, it won't fit. But you... you're tighter. He knows he'll have to be careful. He rests his dick on your belly and just watches you panic for a minute. He looks at your body and how your legs are folded up and the way his hand seems to cover your whole midriff where he's holding you still. Your eyes dart down to his cock, that's just so... fat. He holds it in his hand and starts teasing you with the tip, sliding up and down, pushing you open. But he's just playing with you.

When you beg him just right he starts slotting himself inside while his predatory gaze fixes on your puffy lower stomach. You wonder why he's staring there so intently until you look down to see him sinking in, followed by the unmistakable rise of your stomach. Your eyes go wide. You've never seen anything like that before. He rests his hand there to feel himself and just gives you an arrogant smirk, loving your shocked reaction.

He leans in some more and your legs start trying to squeeze shut. He just gets all frustrated and mad that he can't stuff all his cock inside in one go, but he deals with it and sinks inside as far as you'll take him. Maybe he can get a nice cock ring to hug his base next time so he can get a little attention there as well. It feels wrong, not being balls deep inside you, but he knows he would literally tear you open if he got back any further.

"I'm not all the way in. Is that seriously all you can take? Pussy's so small, come here- oh, shit, tha's really the back, huh? Ok, ok, calm down, don't fuckin' cry, baby, I'll just sit nice and snug against you here- yeah, is that your cervix? It hurts? Look, there's still inches of me left, just let me have this, let me- ngh, don't tell me not to cum inside- I'll cum where I want, pretty girl."

Kento

It's your first time 'sleeping over' at his place and he's more fucking nervous than you. You've never even seen his dick before but when you unzip him while he's grabbing at his thighs trying to contain a moan you hold and squeeze him and he barely fits.

You're using two hands on his shaft and your tongue on his tip- now you can really see what you're dealing with your mouth is starting to water. You do your best to accommodate him with your mouth first, sucking only half his cock like some massive, thick lollypop. Then when he tugs at your hair and lifts you up onto his spread legs, you feel his sticky tip poking your cute pussy and you just have to try.

He lets you go down at your own pace as your body struggles with the circumference of his shaft. But he's getting in there, slowly, and he's groaning and sighing so beautifully you just have to keep going. You have to try to take him whole, but it just stops. You let out a squeal of frustration. But, to your pleasure, he just holds your back and starts moving his hips, guiding you over his massive member.

"Mmh- mm, fuck- both hands, honey, yeah- o-oh, your mouth, ah, is that the back of your throat, already? Okay, come up here, yeah keep your legs nice and wide- hold onto my shoulders, that's it. Mm, yeah, slower, slower, d-don't rush it, hah- ah, fuck! No, no, that's it you can't go any deeper, sweetie, don't worry please don't hurt yourself. That's enough. Good girl, let me do it now."

Satoru

This kitty got claws, and god damn he's gonna sink them into the fat of your ass when he's impatiently trying to get his dick in your cute little hole. He moans and cries and nearly pulls out to throw a fucking tantrum because he can't fit, but after scolding him and telling him you don't care how many inches he can get inside you his usual bravado returns. He holds the slim curve of your waist that just looks ridiculously tiny in his big hands and he just stares at where he's sinking in and out of you, getting your cream all over him.

He grabs your hair into a ponytail now, his thumb playfully slipping over your ass while he rails you with all he can give you and he starts to feel rather smug. Although he's not getting his usual treatment- a deep fucking that has sweet pussy juices of his lucky partner coating him right from base to the very tip of his perfectly curved cock- he is starting to enjoy the fact that he's just too long.

He's joked about it, sure, turning girls down, saying stuff like, 'you won't be able to handle me anyway, princess', or 'you should fuck my friend instead, his dick isn't as big'. But he didn't realise he'd ever actually find a girl so tiny that it just wasn't physically possible. It's not as if he needed an ego boost in that department, but he starts to enjoy the idea so much that he has to get his phone out to take a few pictures (that will definitely get a lot of use). Maybe he'll show Suguru, too, just to show off a little. But he really does need to get his whole cock coated, so maybe next time he'll try your ass.

"It won't fit!! Ugh, it's not fair, how come I ended up with the cutest most pretty girl who has the smallest puss- oh! Ok, I'm sorry, jesus! Don't take it so personally I just wanted to fuck you properly... tsk- yeah, at least you're all filled up, huh? Yeah? Oh, it really does feel good? Ok, ok fine let me fuck you like this I don't care- yeah, s'not my fault my dick is so big just- ugh, get on your knees, mmh- yeah show me that ass!"

Suguru

He tries to coax you open so gently and frowns like he's done something wrong, encouraging you as if he could expand the very walls of your vagina, as if he could relocate your cervix. He spits on your clit and rubs it around with his thumb in slow circles until you cream on him one more time and he sucks his teeth from that squeezing sensation that feels so much hotter because of how small you are.

And he's so fucking determined that it's his fault, but you know it's you, so you try to explain that it's all you can take and he almost doesn't believe you until he sees you wince in pain from where he's pressed against your cervix.

He looks so shocked and mesmerised, he has to pull all the way out and get his fingers inside you to check. His fingers are long and yes, they can reach close to the back too and you let out a little yelp at the familiar feeling of being filled. Two fingers. Two long, masculine fingers is all it takes and you're squirming and writhing around. He has to pin you down and sink his cock back in with new found urgency now, telling you to pinch at his nipples if you need him to ease up.

"Baby, baby shh, I know you can take some more, just- yeah, try to relax, let me open you up- mmh- maybe you just need one more, one more- that's it. No way? I can't get any fucking deeper? I- I've never fucked a girl with such a cute pussy- no it's okay don't say sorry, you're gorgeous- so fucking tight it's making me dizzy. Uh uh, no you won't just suck me off instead I'm going to fuck you stupid just don't let me hurt you, ok?"

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[obsessedduh]

i'm sorry but this has been on my mind for ages 🙏🏾

cw: stepcest, implied fem reader, dub-con and body betrayal. SIMON IS AROUND HIS 20s AND YOUR 18+ IN THIS FIC. SLIGHT PROOF READ.

MDNI – MINORS DO NOT INTERACT/DEAD DOVE: DO NOT EAT

*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ

older step!brother simon who you asked to help you study for you upcoming science test which he gladly accepts just to get a little closer to his step-sister. he knows it's wrong, to have a crush on you, his younger sister, but he can't help it. you're so fragile and cute and always asking your big brother for help when you need it!

older step!brother simon who got distracted halfway because you dropped your pen and bent over to get it, your pretty mound showing off in those pretty pj shorts of yours.

older step!brother simon who couldn't help himself as soon as you sat down back in your seat, slipped his hand in your shirt, groping your tits from under your pj top.

older step!brother simon who ignored your pleas to stop, claiming he knows how much you want this too, your nipples hardened almost immediately to his touch.

older step!brother simon who lifted up your shirt to see your pretty tits just so he can kiss and suck on your hard nipples, smirking at your worried and confused expression as you tried to push him off of you.

older step!brother simon who slipped his hand down your shorts and into your soaked panties and began teasing your sensitive clit, staring into your eyes and you started to moan and cry, begging him to stop.

older step!brother simon who said no and continued teasing your pussy, claiming that he barely even touched you and you're already wet and clearly, that's a sign, you want this as much as he does.

older step!brother simon who pulled down your shorts and stared at your pretty pussy, your clitoris all swollen and puffy and your fluttering hole just begging to be stuffed, oh don't worry, he'll stuff that pussy up real good later, for now, his fingers and tongue will suffice.

older step!brother simon who pushed his tongue in between your folds; sucking, teasing, nibbling on your clit while stuffing up your pussy, fingering you while you clench around his fingers, still sobbing and begging him to stop even though you started to have an literal orgasm on his tongue and fingers.

older step!brother simon who pulled down his pants and boxers, his cock hitting his stomach before standing it's proud, eight inches tall.

older step!brother simon who just laughs at your surprised face as your eyes glance at every inch of his cock, to his heavy balls to his pretty pink tip, leaking pre-cum all over his cock.

older step!brother simon who grins when you claim he's too big or "it won't fit."

older step!brother simon who says, "i'll make it fit." and proceeds to slip his bulbous tip in between your folds starts to stimulate your throbbing clit, rubbing it up and down while he groan and you moan.

older step!brother simon who finally slips his pretty cock into your pussy, inch by inch and starts fucking your pretty cunt, slow and steady, easing you into the feeling.

older step!brother simon who in a matter of minutes has you seeing stars, fucking you nice and quick on your seat, a white ring following with each thrust. he grins and fucks you harder and harder until you let out a loud moan and he let's out a loud grunt. you cum around his cock and he cums deep inside your pussy. he pulls out and groans at the sight of your mixed ejaculations leaking out of your quim.

"fuck, sis, been picturing this since the first day i met you."

*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ

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#🎀 — 𝑶𝑩𝑺𝑬𝑺𝑺𝑬𝑫 #cod ghost #ghost x reader #ghost x you #simon ghost riley #simon ghost riley x reader #simon riley #simon riley smut #simon ghost riley x you #simon riley x reader #simon ghost x reader #simon riley x y/n

[ghouljams]

Friend.

Viking!Ghost with a huge wolf-dog.

Or, even better : shepherd!reader with a huge wolf-dog, or two ; big, ferocious babies who absolutely love the guy, smothering him in kisses and floof every time he visits his darling. Huge balls of fluff who are absolutely delighted when he picks both of them up as if they were still puppies. Reader falling a little bit more in love with him every time she catches him interact with them, gently talking to them as their tails wag and wag and wag. And Ghost who has to suck in a breath when he finds her asleep in the barn after she spent the night helping one of her sheep give birth, the two dogs acting as really big and warm blankets, along with all the other sheep ; just a huge pile of snuggles that won’t let any kind of cold wind through. Just utter cuteness, and the huge, powerful viking is smitten.

My period has been acting up since yesterday, and last night was a nightmare. I’m a little bit better, but I can’t eat otherwise it’s gonna start all over again. I am not hurt, I AM the hurt. I really wish I had a big doggo or one of my cats to snuggle with, or a partner to help with the panic attacks this shoot always comes with (or all of those, I need warmth and cuddles and love).

I wanna write, by I can’t, because brain not braining properly. So I’m imagining fluffy scenarios while listening to the rain outside.

The birds are singing in harmony with the rain. It’s a cozy melody.

Lots of love, Friend.

Mii, out (like a light, soon, probably).

You're getting used to the visits. The giant of a viking that hovers just at the edge of your fence, watching like he's got something to say only to turn away when you ask him to say it. The dogs like him, galloping over to the man every time his shadow crosses your fence. They wiggle and jump like puppies, pushing their big paws against his chest and stretching long with their heads back, the only man that hasn't been bowled over by them yet. You can't blame them for their affections.

Your guest scoops up one of them and cradles the overgrown mutt against his chest. Your dog, for all its ferocity, licks at his mask like the tamest pup in a litter. You get your flock settled before making your way over. It's a fair assumption the viking won't walk away with your dog, so you're guessing he's worked up the nerve for a conversation. You manage to get all the way to the fence, though he takes a step back when you lean against it. You switch your attention to the dog still on the ground and scratch under her chin. Her big eyes stare sadly up at you, as if you could pick her up like the viking.

"Ghost," he says, and you're struck by how rich his voice is, deep and smokey as a dwarves cavern, "you can call me Ghost," he explains, apparently having realized his attempted start at a conversation wasn't going to go anywhere.

"There another viking hidin' his face like you?" You ask him, the introduction is lovely (if a little awkward) but everyone in the village knows Ghost. Or, they know of him. Nobody really knows him. You figure that's what the mask is for.

"Suppose not," he replies, and there's a touch of humor in his voice you hadn't expected. It makes you think he's smiling. Somehow that makes your cheeks feel hot. Strange.

"What do you need Ghost?" You ask, leaning against the fence. He leans to put your dog down, and the other one goes to nose his hand. He scratches her head lightly before straightening up.

"Just came to pet the dogs," he tells you. You smile. "No show this time?" He asks.

"No wolves," you nod towards the pasture, your flock safe and sound as they graze. Your eyes land on the wolf fang sewn to his leather. It's familiar enough to make your heart squeeze. You wish he'd come for you.

-

You're not out in the pasture, or answering the door when he knocks. It's early but Ghost didn't think you'd be that sound a sleeper. Fucking hell it's early, he shouldn't even be here but he wanted to see you before he left and- and he couldn't stop himself. He was delaying leave for his own selfish desired, but he couldn't stop himself from coming out to your little pasture. He had no excuse for it, nothing he could tell you, but he didn't want to talk to you he wanted to see you.

These are two different things.

He wanders around the fence you've put up, sturdy, well maintained. He wonders if you fix it up yourself or ask someone else to do it. You could ask him, he'd fix it for you. He'd fix anything for you. As long as it was you asking, he could do anything.

He stops outside a little covered barn, the hay leading into it is fresh, the doors slightly ajar. It's a good bet if he's ever seen one. The hinges don't stick when he inches the door open to look inside.

One of your dogs lifts its head from your lap, and stares at him, it's fluffy tail wagging softly against the hay. You're asleep, of course you're asleep. Sprawled over the hay, your dogs cuddled around you, the rest of the sheep settled to huddle close to their shepherd as well. You're surrounded by thick wool and wirey dogs, hardly bothered by the animals and straw as you sleep through the wee hours of the morning. You don't even look cold.

Ghost unhooks his cloak, the black leather and wolf's fur feeling ominous in such a pastoral scene, and drapes it over you like a blanket. Your dogs sniff it inquisitively, nosing it until he pushes their heads away with gentle pats. He tucks the fur against your neck and strokes his knuckles against your cheek. You're so beautiful, soft and vulnerable even under your fangs. He would have taken you to bed last night if you'd let him. Stayed up to watch the ewe and her new lamb while you curled up under the pelt blankets to sleep. How safe must you feel? How safe would he feel?

His thumb strokes against the fur and he stands. You'll still be here when he gets back, maybe not in the barn but here. In the village, in your pasture, right where he knows he can find you.

And hopefully, you'll be wearing his cloak when he does.

#cod x reader #x reader #simon ghost riley #x oc #simon ghost riley x reader #cod x oc #ghost x reader #ghost mw2 #simon ghost riley x oc #simon riley cod #simon riley #ghost cod #viking!ghost #viking au #oc: goose #shepherd!goose #Mii I'm in love with your brain #its so big and wonderful and you give me such good morsels to chew on #also “the birds are singing in harmony with the rain. its a cozy melody.” #is such a good line i mean im going to think about it forever #thank you for sharing your thoughts with me

[kakujis]

looking glass;

synopsis: suguru's words are always so sweet, but his actions are not.

warnings: afab!fem reader, dacryphilia, subby reader, implied multiple rounds, pet names, choking, a teensy bit of manhandling, suguru is a lil mean. not proofread since i wrote this in like 2 hours lol

ft+ wc: geto suguru, around 700.

network: @enchantedforest-network!

an: i woke up today, then immediately took a nap, and then had my 4th dream about him within the past cpl of weeks and figured i'd finally just write for him T_T. be kind to me pls it's my first time writing for him! honestly this was self indulgent and i apparently can't stop writing mean charas. anywho, i hope u enjoy :>.

geto suguru has always loved seeing you cream around his cock, from the way your mouth hangs open to the twitching of your body. but the first time he pushed you a little further off the edge, where pinpricks of tears fell from your eyes, he became obsessed. but geto is always “nice”, coaxing you into another orgasm with his sweet words that drip honey into your veins. 

“suguru..” you sniffle, pawing against him, “no more.” you’re weaker than him though, your pushes against him not doing much. 

“hm?” he hums, tilting his head before swiping away at a tear trailing down your cheek. he gives you an easy-going smile that makes the butterflies in your stomach flutter. “we’re gonna keep going, okay? you can do it, baby.” 

you’re propped up on your elbows, legs looped around his waist as he stares down at you. maybe it’s the fogginess in your brain, but you always submit to him easily. or maybe, it’s the fact that you can’t escape anyway, pinned down to the bed underneath you. 

you nod and he leans in, grabbing the back of your head to bring you in for a kiss. his lips are soft, just like his voice, smooth and easy. geto is sweet, he’s nice, he’s kind. but the hand that shifts from your hair, fingers trailing across your jawline before settling around your neck is not. 

you whimper and gasp when he squeezes, mouth falling open just enough for him to slip his tongue in. you struggle to keep your balance, falling back onto the bed but he follows you, tongue still intertwined with yours. he also readjusts, cock deep inside your pussy. 

he pulls away only to litter wet kisses onto your teary face. “sugu-!” you try, some drool trailing from your lips, but he squeezes again, cutting you off as your hands fly up to pull at his. 

“shh,” he reassures, “it’s okay, you’re okay.” his hips start to move and you whimper again, your walls already squeezing around his cock. “you like that huh?” he smiles and you nod, unable to speak. 

he starts to thrust harder, heavy balls slapping against your skin and the grip you have on his wrist tightens. your swollen, wet lips hang open as you moan and gasp. suguru is big, so big that you always ask him to wait when he first slips in to give you time to adjust. but after multiple orgasms, you think he fits perfectly, slipping in and out of your pussy. 

“you’re so cute, y’know that?” he says, smiling down at you. “and so pretty when you’re crying and screaming on my cock.” you’re almost too hazy to notice the “screaming” part, but your eyes widen as you look up at him. he smiles brighter, before he angles himself, slamming in and making sure to go as deep as possible. you squeal and thrash, toes curling.“yep! just like that.” 

you claw at his arm, the one that’s currently trapping your throat. but he’s strong, not even budging as your nails dig into him. it’s too fucking much, you think, as your eyes roll back. but suguru simply brings one of your knees further up, spreading you even more and your thighs tremble. 

“go on,” he coos, eyes narrow, “cum for me.” he squeezes one last time before you’re coming undone, flailing and seeing white. your pussy twitches around him as he fucks you through it, before he slowly comes to stop. 

he releases the grip on your neck, his hand once again soft as it trails up to caress your cheek. you hiccup and pant, as you come down from your high. 

“good girl,” he praises, pulling out, and you press your cheek further into his hand, opting to suckle on his thumb. he chuckles, “was that so bad?” 

you shake your head, the tears finally starting to stop. you don’t realize that he still hasn’t cum yet and close your eyes anyway, thinking it’s over. it’s not till he removes his thumb and flips you over onto your belly that you realize it’s not. 

“that’s good,” he says as he pulls your hips up, flush with his, slipping inside. you sob out, trying to crawl away, but he places a palm between your shoulders, locking you in. “cause we’re not finished yet.”

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[mypoisonedvine]

I am literally BEGGING you to write more perv Eddie I was stunned by the last one 🥵🥵🥵

okay okay just because I had so much fun with it!

warnings: smut (18+), oral m receiving, grinding but no penetration, coming in panties, implied/described tickle fetish, slight foot fetish, verrryyy slight/implied watersports kink (nobody actually DOES anything it's just discussed and it's more of a holding kink anyways...), more dacryphilia, choking (with dick not hands), very slight degradation, reader has a thing for balls (we've established she's a perv too okay)

sequel to this drabble

Eddie knew he was a pervert, it was something he learned about himself in his mid-adolescence and had only grown into since. What he hadn't known until that day was that you were an even bigger perv than him!

Yes, you were still innocent in your own way; your experience was limited, in part because of your slightly off-color interests like his. But your mind was impossibly dirty-- you put him to shame, really. And he didn't mind it at all.

"You thought about this a lot, didn't you?" you purred as you rubbed your foot against his crotch-- the white sock moved up and down over the bulge in his jeans, and Eddie had to fight not to buck his hips against you.

"Y-yeah," he choked out.

"Such a dirty boy," you scolded playfully. "I want you to show me how you jerk off to me-- you know, what you think about and stuff..."

His cheeks were turning pink, but he was already hastily opening his belt for you as you giggled happily.

"Mm," you hummed and licked your lips as he pulled out his throbbing cock, gripping it tightly in his hand. "How do you touch it?"

"Um, I-I do it like this for a while," he explained, demonstrating long, slower strokes from base to tip and back, "and then when I'm close, I just do this..."

You watched with half-lidded, dilated eyes as he moved his fist quickly over the head, and his whole cock flexed under your gaze. This felt so different with you watching him. "So, what do you think about?"

"Well, it depends," he breathed, struggling to focus while he was doing this. "Like, there was that day you came over and I, um, tickled you?"

You raised an eyebrow. "You tickle me a lot, you'll have to be more specific."

"R-right, well, I just do it 'cause you're so cute when you can't stop laughing and you're too weak to push me away..." he sighed. "But, um, there was one time where we were right here on the couch, and I was... on top of you and I... I tickled your feet first--"

"Of course you did," you smirked.

"But when I tickled your ribs," he recalled, "you were laughing so hard you started to cry a-and you said you... uh... you said you were gonna pee."

His face was burning hot as you started to laugh. "Oh, you were into that?"

"I-I mean, I wasn't gonna make you, I just... I liked that I could, if I wanted to," he explained. "Don't you think it would be kinda cute? If I tickled you until you-- until you wet yourself?"

You didn't say anything, and something about the silence made his throat all dry and his cock bob in his hand. "What else?" you pressed, and he shuddered as he started to stroke his cock faster.

"Uh... do you remember when we all got popsicles on field day?" he continued.

You smiled and bit your lip. He was already getting closer...

"You, uh, you got cherry..." he trailed off, groaning and shutting his eyes as he recalled the memory. "Kept thinking about your little tongue o-or your lips on me like that..."

"Yeah?" you encouraged with a grin, pointing your foot and using your toes to toy with his balls; his eyes rolled back in his head.

"Yeah, fuck," he grunted. "I couldn't stop thinking about your w-warm mouth... shoving my cock down your throat, and making you-- god-- making you choke on it--"

He was cut off with his own gasp when he felt you suddenly lean forward and wrap your lips around his tip; his eyes shot open and he stared in disbelief down at you as you gently sucked him, his hand still holding the rest as you bobbed your head a little lower with each movement.

"Oh my fucking god, baby," he breathed, "you're so-- fuck, look up at me?"

You leaned back slightly and your eyes met his-- those big, pretty eyes that were far too sweet and innocent to be looking at him like this while your mouth was trying to suck the life out of him.

"Th-that's it, god," he groaned, stroking your hair for a second before pushing your head down a bit. You hummed around him, and he pushed you more-- the tip of his cock hit the back of your throat, and he moaned as you gagged. "I knew it'd be too big for you," he grinned proudly, "fuck, I don't mind, I-I like feeling you choke. Can I do it again?"

You blinked at him and he took that as a yes-- of course, he would've taken anything as a yes.

He shoved your head down, over and over, occasionally letting his head fall back in pleasure but always coming back to meet your gaze; you were way too fucking pretty with cock in your mouth. Bet you look beautiful with cock in your pussy...

His nostrils flared and his lips snarled as your eyes started to water, and just as you blinked and those tears fell down your cheeks, you sniffled a bit.

"Oh fuck, baby, are you crying?" he sighed. You couldn't answer, but you didn't have to, and more tears ran across your face. "That's so fucking sexy..."

He swiped a tear up from over your cheekbone with his thumb, bringing it to his lips to taste. You whined slightly around him, and he caught the way your hips wiggled-- you were trying to hump the couch, like the needy little baby you were.

"I bet you're so wet from this," he groaned, "aren't you? Little button's all swollen and sensitive, just from choking on me?"

He let go of your head so you could pull back with a gasp. "Yes," you breathed, licking the underside of his cock, "yes, fuck-- can I taste your balls?"

Well, he wasn't sure what he was expecting you to say, but it wasn't that. He honestly could've busted right then, hearing you say something like that... especially between little sniffles as your eyes watered still from the irritation in your throat that his cock had induced.

Obviously, he nodded, and you leaned in deeper to his lap as he spread his legs wider for you. Your face was buried in his crotch and he felt your nose and lips right up against his skin; you took a deep breath in and hummed happily. "They smell good," you said suddenly.

"Jesus H. Christ," he hissed, catching your devious smirk as you looked up at him from under his erection. "Baby, you're not talking to me about how my balls smell right now."

"I've been thinking about them for forever," you admitted, "wanted to suck them so bad, wanted you to rub them all over my face..."

"Dirty," he announced proudly. His smug grin didn't last long when he felt your tongue lick him down there-- again, again, again.

"Mm," you hummed proudly, rocking your hips again, "taste so good..."

You sucked one into your open mouth, hollowing your cheeks, and he groaned loudly. Letting it out with a quiet pop! you switched to the other and reached up to grasp his cock, stroking it a little for him. "You like this?" he pressed. "Fuck, you like s-sucking my balls?"

You nodded and he couldn't take much more of this; and as fun as it would be to come in your mouth (truth be told, he almost wanted you to hate the taste) or all over your face or even in your hair while you had his balls in your mouth... he had better ideas.

You whined a bit as he pulled you off of him and he smiled. "I'm gonna help you, baby, I'm gonna get us both off," he promised.

He guided you to stand up and turn around, placing your hands on the counter in front of you. As he came up behind you, flipping your skirt up, he groaned and got a nice handful of your ass. He couldn't help himself, he had to give you just one little spank, and the way you jumped and quietly yelped when he did it made his cock throb again.

He grabbed your panties and, when you must have assumed he would pull them down, he yanked them up and pulled the fabric tight between your ass cheeks, glancing down to see the strip of pink lace was now pulling tight between your swollen lips; he groaned and tugged again, watching your hips shiver as the fabric rubbed over your clit. "So fuckin' cute," he grunted as he let go of the panties and you sighed in relief; he stepped up closer and pressed himself against you.

At first, he just rubbed his cock on your soft, smooth ass, but then he pulled the soaked crotch of your panties down just enough to slide his cock in. Not into you, just against you, slowly sliding his cock through your lips and letting your cunt soak his dick. "Oh," you breathed, already rocking back against him; he grabbed your hips tight.

"Let me do it," he ordered. "It's gonna feel so good..."

He thrusted forward and back, the tip of his cock rubbing right on your clit, and he caught the way your legs were shaking like your knees might give out. "Eddie," you moaned, dropping your head limply.

"You're so sensitive," he observed with a groan. "Think you can come before I jizz in your panties, sweetheart?"

"Yeah, m'close," you admitted, "right there, Eddie, fuck..."

"Right here?" he repeated, pushing his cock against you harder as you whined. "Right on your cute little clit?"

"Yes," you whimpered, tightening your grip on the counter before you. He groaned and slipped his hands under your shirt, tugging your bra out of the way so he could grope your chest. "Fuck, play with my nipples, please," you begged.

He moaned and did what you asked, thrusting faster against you as he toyed with your hard nipples, pinching them between his fingers. "Such pretty tits," he groaned, "been thinking about them for so long-- you wanted me to touch them, didn't you?"

You nodded and he felt his cock starting to flex.

"God, baby, come all over my dick," he instructed gruffly. "Want that little slutty pussy to soak me, c'mon, do it--"

You moaned his name loudly and he was done for, he gasped as he started to spray his load right there inside your panties. His eyes fell shut while his mouth fell open, and his head tilted back as he soaked the lace even better than you had.

He jumped when he felt you reach one of your hands back and squeeze his balls. "Fuck, baby--"

"Want all of it," you explained breathlessly, "want all your come, Eddie, please?"

"F-fuckin' Christ," he choked, but he kept thrusting erratically until every drop was in your cute panties.

Stepping back, he pulled them up again to make sure all that come was right up against your pretty folds, though the excess was already beginning to run down your thighs. "That was so hot," you breathed.

"You know you have to wear these for the rest of the day, right?" he smirked at you, pulling his jeans and boxers back up as he buckled his belt.

"You know that's all I ever wanted, right?" you replied with a wink.

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson smut #perv!eddie

[charlottecutepie]

₊˚⊹ᰔ Deal (Mathew Lillard!William Afton x fem!reader)

tags: public sex, m receiving, praise, riding, unprotected sex, threatening??

my notes: not really sure about this one, I might delete it later, idk yet :,) also eng isn’t my first language

“Hello? Mr. "I can't work nights?” Steve's hoarse voice asks, a beaming smile on his face as he talks to his potential victim.

It's always that fucking phone with wires. He'll never get off it. Most, if not all, questions are resolved through this damn phone.

Every time you enter this office, you see Raglan chatting sweetly on the phone, talking about jobs, vacancies, answering customer questions. And then his dark eyes rest on you, briefly studying your face before settling on your body. It's unpleasant feeling, as if you're exposed in front of him like meat on a plate when he already has a fork and a knife in his hands. There Steve lets out a laugh, takes the phone away from his ear and whispers softly to you: "you know what to do, honey." Embarrassment merges with arousal, which you can’t calm down in any way.

It always happens, it has already become a little tradition that at first you hated and denied. You were sick of yourself. But what happened? What made you like it? You started asking for more, you started coming to this damn office yourself, staring at the floor, obediently waiting for the cherished words.

"Yes, it absolutely is. Why? Have you had a change of heart?" Raglan asks with undisguised interest, clarifying Mike's intentions. He didn't even expect him to call back. This is just pure luck, Mike himself fell into his hands, so it's even better.

Every day, the same office, the same time, the same desk, the same Steve Raglan.

You're praying that sloppy sounds of you taking Steve's cock in your mouth don't reach Mike on the other end of the line, you're already ashamed enough. You try to be careful not to get his pants and floor dirty, but Steve doesn't care. His hand rests on your hair, stroking you like a little pet, an obedient pet.

Of course, you'll be obedient. You have made a deal after all.

"Let me give you a little backstory." he lowers his gaze to take a good look at you and spreads his legs wider. His cock penetrates deeper, he presses on your head, which causes an unpleasant feeling of tickling in your throat. You look at him, fluttering your eyelashes quickly as a sign that you're short of air. Fingers dig into his pants, crumpling the fabric. Steve raises his eyebrows, faking surprise, oh, what a pity. He's too rude, and you're too gentle, how cute. "Breathe through your nose or you forgotten you have one?" Steve lowered his voice.

"Can you repeat it again? I didn't hear you." Schmidt clarifies on the phone. You stop moving your head, afraid that Mike will hear something.

Steve sighs and adjusts his glasses, looking away from you. He starts explaining something again and you almost calm down, but he jerks his hips, allowing his dick to fully penetrate your throat, which makes you moan softly.

"This place was huge in the 80s with the kids." he smirks. Fortunately, Mike cannot see the face of his career counselor right now, because it’s definitely distorted by sarcasm and mockery. "This place been shut down for years. The only reason they haven’t given it the old wrecking ball treatment is the owners a bit of a… well, he’s kind of a sentimental guy, I guess. Just can’t bring himself to let it go yet." he chuckles. "Yeah…"

Steve's cock throbs in your mouth as you try to inhale through your nose. It's too much, you're slowly suffocating as now the whole situation is controlled by Raglan's hand, which is holding you by the hair. It hurts so bad, but then why you feel the warmth between your legs?

"Had some trouble with break-ins over the years. Drunks and vagrants, mostly. Not ideal…" it's surprising the way he do it, so calmly talking to someone on the phone while roughly fucking your throat. Although at times his tone is interrupted by quiet sighs. "Security systems dated, but fully functional. Floodlights on the outside, cameras inside and outside. Fair warning: the electricity is a bit… iffy." he’s all shining with joy while telling Mike about the pizzeria.

When you pull on his pants, tears come to your eyes and your throat hurts unbearably, Steve removes his hand from your hair. You release his shaft from your mouth with a popping sound that sounds very loud in such silence. Raglan smiles, looking at you contentedly, your chin is covered with saliva, cum on your lips, youre so beautiful, sweet. You’re lucky he's in a good mood today.

"Anything happens, there is a breaker in the main office, just flip it." he continues, but now looking at you, which makes it feel like he’s having a conversation with you. You exhale, wrapping your hand around his cock, moving up and down, he slowly pumps into your fist. His hand caresses your cheek, finger runs over your lips, smearing his cum, and it makes you smile a little. There's nothing to smile about, though. But you can't hold back the slight feeling of euphoria from such a gentle Steve, feeling yourself… Special? His touch is tender and his gaze has softened, he smiles while you continue to work with your hand. "Uhm, I guess that’s about it. You know, the rest is pretty easy. Just keep your eyes on the monitors and keep people out. Piece of cake." you lean closer, tucking your hair behind ear and running your tongue over his leaking tip. "Fuck, baby." he exhales, slightly squeezing the receiver of the old phone.

"Mr. Raglan?" Mike's puzzled voice. Your heart skipped a beat, like Schmidt's, but not Steve’s. Mike frowned, holding the phone closer to his ear. Did he hear correctly or….? From the very beginning of the conversation, he suspected something was wrong. Yeah, Steve's really weird.

Your innocent lick on his cock brought man to an instant orgasm. He was already on the verge from face fucking you, but the feeling of your tongue on his sensitive tip brought him to the limit. Putting the phone away a little further, he covered his cock with his hand until the spurts of cum laid on your face. He let out a barely heard groan, his glasses fogged up.

"I said it’s a piece of cake." Steve repeats, clearly not interested in continuing dialogue with Mike. "So, I'll catch you on the flip side… hopefully." not waiting for an answer, he hangs up.

What a good day, what an easy prey, how fortunate.

He’s in such a wonderful mood, light idea of rewarding you appears in his head. Why not?

"Come here, baby," he points to his knees with his finger, and you get up like a zombie, immediately pressing your legs together because of the uncomfortable feeling of soaked panties. Of course you're wet, this isn't the first time you are. But this will be the first time your problem will be taken care of. "you've been such a good girl, why don't I return the favor?"

Steve spreads your legs and sits you on his knee, hands holding you in place when you try move. It's not that you don't like it, you're actually losing your mind, but you feel too awkward knowing that you're in a public place. And the fact that he can feel your throbbing pussy against his knee doesn’t make situation better.

"What would you like, honey? My tongue or fingers?" he looks up at you, moving you so that your wet underwear rubs against the fabric of his pants. Your clit is stimulated, but in the most painful and torturous way, causing shallow sighs. You put both hands on his shoulders and squeeze his shirt as you throw head back.

"Please…" you're almost crying. "please, your… oh…" one more move and you'll cum. "cock, your cock, Steve, please!"

"Hush," he squeezes your thigh. "you know our little rule, don't you? Or should i remind you?"

"William," you're correcting your mistake. "William." He grunts with satisfaction.

"That's it." Afton's hands wander over your body, caressing you in right places. "Tell me honestly, you’re going to scream?" at first you don't even understand what he's asking.

He kisses your neck, continuing to slowly bounce you up and down on his knee. Thanks to you, a dark wet spot already appeared on his pants. His beard tickles your skin and his tongue leaves a wet trail on it.

"Yeah," you come to your senses, finally understanding what he meant.

William breaks into a smile. Of course, you'll scream, not just scream, but break your voice and cry, he knows that. His cock is hardening again. Afton loosens his tie, leaving it hanging around his neck. He'll definitely find a good use for it, already did. He makes you get off his lap and you look down, blushing. God, you couldn't be that wet?.. It's humiliating, so embarrassing.

William pulls your panties down to your ankles, and you step over them, remaining only in a skirt and shirt. You don't know what to do. This is the first time something as it happens, you've never gone far than just a blowjob. He pulls off your skirt as well, causing it to fall along with your underwear. He pushes the clothes aside with his foot, then sits you on top of him again. William’s eyes don’t leave yours, his hand reaches down, you feel a finger at your wet entrance.

Your lips part to let out a loud moan and William steals it with a kiss. You can't make any noise. He pushes his hips up, pressing the head of his cock against your pussy. He mumbles something into your mouth, holds you tightly in one position, you’re unable to move. His tongue roughly explores your mouth. William feels your breath on him and smiles. Then his hands grope your butt and he pushes you down, slowly lowering you onto his cock.

He moans in unison with you, but quietly, working hours aren’t over yet. However, you can't hold back the loud whimpering, feeling full. It doesn't seem very pleasant at first. Afton closes his eyes, thrusting fully.

"Be quiet." another warning. "You're taking my cock so well," he praises. "don't try to pull away," his hands go up to your back. "you have no right to do that, you know that." a careful but extremely unnecessary reminder. At least, definitely not at the moment when you're having sex with him, you don't want to think about a deal. About consequences if you’ll break it.

Every touch gives you a pleasant tingling sensation and you start to enjoy it more with every second. You move on top of him, trying to find the right angle, pressing your chest against his. You don't want to look at his face, into his eyes, because even through the glasses you can see that he's devouring you with his eyes. It's embarrassing. But it gets worse when he runs his tongue over your nipple through your shirt, leaving a wet spot on your clothes. William lightly bites the sensitive skin, while squeezing your other nipple with his fingers, a hiss leaves your lips. It hurts, but it turns you on even more. His chest heaves, he tries to restrain himself from jerking his hips up and ruin your cunt the way you deserve. Your warm walls squeeze his cock too tightly as you tremble from too much attention to your nipples.

"Now move up and down," William points out. "and don't forget about hips."

He knows you've never tried this pose. Of course, he knows everything about you. He likes to be closer to his prey.

Your fingers on his shoulders tighten, you begin to move according to his words. You don't forget about your hips, as he demanded. And then something pleasant begins to spread through the body. An enveloping feeling that radiates to every nerve. His cock feels much different than it did a few minutes ago. Everything inside is burning and throbbing, your body needs more. You want to move faster, you can barely contain your moans. William puts his shoulder up, which is what you're using to shut yourself. You mumble, unable to make a sound, whine, but you continue to bounce on him.

"Good girl," his words break you. "such a tight pussy." your teeth are digging into him painfully, soaking the man's shirt with saliva.

Afton starts moving with you, now holding you tightly. It's like you're nothing more than a rag doll in his hands. Your body becomes so weak and sluggish, eyes roll back in bliss. His cock goes in and out of your pussy with an incredibly perverted sound that echoes throughout the office. Drops of sweat run down his forehead and down your back, but it feels like lava that burns to the bone.

"I-… I feel so good…" your speaking so slurred, because it's hard to talk with his clothes in your mouth, but you're so pleased that you can't control yourself. "William!"

You can't help but moan in surprise when he gets up from his chair, holding your ass, his cock still inside. It even hurts. William lays you on his desk, takes off his glasses and puts them next to a sign with his fake name on it. You dare to look at his face. He's just as horny as you are. Without glasses, he looks a little different, grey strands stuck to his sweaty forehead, hair slightly messy.

William puts his tie in your mouth, you almost choke. Afton leans down, brushes his lips against your collarbone, so sensually. In response, you wiggle your hips, trying to get him to move. William is grinning at you, at your pleading eyes. He begins to hammer in your pussy. You cry out as loud as you can, but fortunately, the tie shuts you up, leaving only indistinct "please." His hands squeeze your ass until it bruise as he thrusts into you.

William stretches you out just fine, thrusting into your cunt fast, which makes it seem like desk under you is about to break. You're afraid of accidentally hitting his glasses, you don't want unnecessary sounds. William is so damn tensed up, you realize that in all this time he has never broken eye contact with you. His cock reaches deeper when you just thought it was impossible and tears flow from your eyes. William smears two fingers with his saliva and lays them to your clit, your pussy clench around him. His fingers move sweetly and slowly, pressing on your bundle of nerves that it drives you crazy. Your legs are wobbly, blood is boiling.

"Do you want me to cum inside you, baby?" the question isnt scary at all, because your brain doesn't work. Your red, tear-stained face responds him. You just nod frantically, trying to say yes, but tie doesn't let. William smiles, runs the pad of his thumb over your clit. "Your cunt clenching around me like that, begging me to fill you up. Damn perfect."

He leans closer to your face. Poor thing, he wants to end your sweet torments, to give you what you crave. Clenching your tie between your teeth, you arch and cry, unconsciously moving your pelvis towards him. William's legs bend slightly as his thrusts become more chaotic. He keeps fucking into you, groaning softly. William wants to say so much dirty things to you, but he can't. He can't be loud, he can't be heard, no need to ruin his reputation. Let others continue to think that he's a good father, an amazing career counselor, an ideal person who helps others. And you… and you're just his little assistant, who brings coffee to his office. Let everyone think so.

Warm liquid filling you, and at first you don't even realize what it is as you cum. His fingers caress your clit with gentle circle movements while you try to bring your legs together, but eventually wrap them around him, only driving him deeper into yourself. William is unable to hold back heavy sighs, still continuing to thrust, until he sees that his cum is already flowing out of you down to the floor. Your tired eyes and his tie in your mouth, all covered with your saliva, cause him an evil smile. This day couldn't be better, today everything is going too well.

"You did so well, Y/n," he breathes with relief, running his fingers over your face and taking the tie out of your mouth. "you extended your little sister's life by one more day. By the way, tell her hi from mr. Raglan."

#fnaf william afton #fnaf x reader #william afton smut #steve raglan x reader #william afton x reader #dilf william #fnaf smut #william afton #fnaf x y/n

[darkbluekies]

HEAR ME OUT.

READER WANTING TO HAND OUT CANDY TO LITTLE KIDS 😭 LIKE EACH OC IS PROBABLY GONNA SAY NO BUT READER CONVINCES THEM SOMEHOW

Halloween special<3

Warnings: the three dirty yanderes being dirty as usual

Silas: 

Genuinely loves halloween, loves to scare little children for absolutely no reason at all. But he doesn’t want you to want to do the same thing — or whatever you wanted to do. He wants you to be with him only, dressed up for his eyes. He has never allowed kids to come for trick or treating, but you manage to convince him to leave out a bucket of candy this year. You sit curled up in the window in your costume, watching to see if any kids will come take from your prepared bucket. Time goes, but no one comes. 

“Don’t be sad, little thing. They’ve never been allowed to come here so they probably don’t know that they can come here this year. And I think that their parents know who I am, so they don’t want to send their kids over here anyhow. I know that you were excited, but this is the reality of being a criminal. Bring the bucket inside and we can overindulge. By the way, your costume turns me on.”

Dr Kry: 

Dr Kry has given you a little makeup to paint you into a vampire. You have a bucket of candy in your hand while Dr Kry brings you through the hospital to visit small children laying in their beds. He thinks that you’re adorable with kids and finds himself staring at you talking to a little boy. You pet his teddy bear and give him a chocolate bar before walking out of the room to go to the next. 

“You’re really nice, and great with kids … wow. Why I’m not dressed up? I don’t like that very much, but I like to see you dressed up. That fulfills my need of costumes for this year. Next year maybe. Let’s see how much candy you have left. Do you want to keep those for yourself or give them out? Give them out? You’re so nice, Y/N. Let’s move on. You need to go back to bed soon, so better hurry. Before the air and its toxins get to you.”

King Edmund: 

Halloween doesn’t exist in his timeline, but he decides to have a masquerade ball for kids and by your request, the doors standswide open for the entire kingdom. Parents of all classes came to drop of their kids in cute costumes. Edmund sits on his throne, watching over you and the fifty children in the big hall. He looks at you with a small smile, seeing how you take such good care of the little kids. While they dance, you go to get a bucket of candy. Edmund gets down from his throne and walks over to you. 

“It seems like you have quite the control, my dear. I can't understand how you like these creatures. Yes, I know I've been a kid and yes I know I'll have to have a kid in the future, but still. Look at them? You're doing great though. Keep doing that and I'll have to pump a child in you sooner than planned."

Jerry:

She refuses, but gives in once she gets to hear that she can scare the kids. Doesn't want to couple match because she finds it cringe, but if you're going to match, she wants to be superior to you like owner and dog or queen and peasant, or even cop and jailcriminal. 

"I'm going to scare so many fucking kids, this is going to be amazing. Don't give me that look. It's trick or treat! You give the treat and well … I do the trick. Stop being a baby, it'll be fun. We could do role-playing in these costumes, by the way. Just wait until we get back home. I'll show you what a queen does to the peasant who hasn't given crops to the castle."

Hedwig:

Of course she'll love it! She will buy too much candy and decorate the entire mansion for kids to come trick or treating. You'll be in adorable couple costumes (chosen by Hedwig of course) and have fun with the little kids. Hedwig shines every time she pretends to get scared by a little kid.

"You look really cute, Y/N. Do you like this? Imagine when we get kids, we can do this every year, create our own traditions. We can dress in family costumes and … and have really, really fun. You look really cute with kids, Y/N. But I’m starting to wonder if you like the candy more. It’s okay, we have a lot, sweetheart, just eat away.”

#yandere #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere imagines #yandere drabbles #yandere oc x you #yandere mafia #yandere oc x reader #yandere reactions #yandere doctor #yandere king #yandere royal #yandere female

[milkywaydrabbles]

geto and 39? :>

A/N: foaming at the mouth I love Geto sm. I'm not sure if this was quite enough body worship but also I feel like he wouldn't be that obvious with it, especially after his defection and leading up to the night of 100 curses. But I am a FIRM believer he would try to baby trap. Hope you like it mwuah

CW: riding, pet names, baby trapping

Body worship x Geto Suguru

"A-ah, Geto-Sama!" Thrust. "Please, beautiful." Thrust. "I thought I asked you to call me Suguru when we're alone." Thrust.

It had been a few months since you and Geto had met each other. You, an apparent normal human being who has been saying what you thought to be ghosts for your entire life. You had ignored them the best you could, being in and out of psychiatric hospitals because of your bouts of fear with the paranormal. Society had shunned you for your "insanity". But you knew they were there, even if you were the only one who saw them. Eventually, you faked being cured of whatever level of psychosis they thought you had, stopping the medication that sedated you. You simply learned to pretend they weren't there. It got easier as the years progressed, however some days were more difficult than others, depending on the size of the curse, and depending on how in your face it wanted to be. You thought you would just live like this—on the verge of a mental breakdown one day at a time. Until you met Geto.

You saw him one day, at the tail end of swiping away at one that seemed to be a pretty big nuisance for him, before condensing it into a black orb and ingesting it. You couldn't help but stare, eyes wide and hands trembling. It was someone else that saw them, someone else that can do something about them. There was no way you hallucinated that. He glanced over at you in disgust that a monkey would even have the audacity to look at him. But tears accumulated in your eyes, and you whispered "you see them too?" 

He softened immediately after that. 

Geto took you in, soothing your tears after telling him all the terrible years you've endured. Days turned into weeks, of helping you understand what the world of jujutsu is, of what curses are, of his end goal. Weeks turned into months, of him letting you stay with him even though you weren't a fighter, and your healing abilities were barely sustained. He let you stay because he had a soft spot. And feelings emerged. Started to cherish you, started to steal glances, fingers grazing just a bit more than deemed normal.

Geto was in love with you. The rest of them could see it, but they wouldn't dare say anything around him.

"Ah—fuck—'msorry Suguru" you hiccuped, bouncing on his lap, cock buried deep inside your sloppy pussy. Suguru loved you like this, chest to chest, as close to him as possible. It felt right this way. "Let me take care of you, pretty girl. You deserve it" he slowed his movements, wanting to take his time with you. Suguru placed open mouthed kisses on your chest, lavishing your nipples under his tongue. "You're so perfect" he'd whisper, hands caressing your back like he was holding a doll. "I can't believe I've gone my life without you." Another kiss to your chest, and a suck to your other nipple. You gasped, clenching around his dick, juices flowing freely over his balls. "Suguru," you whined "feels good." He kissed your neck, and pressed you closer to him. A hand came up to your head to pull you down for a kiss on your lips, slow and deliberate, taking his time to taste you fully. "I want to make you feel good always, my perfect baby. Taking me so well, your pussy was made for me." Another clench and whine, head lulling to the side out of sheer bliss. "Never want to let you go" he murmured, though he wasn't sure if you heard it. 

Geto quickened, a hand coming in between your bodies to rub at the swollen nub at the apex of your thighs. You cried out and tightened around him, orgasm closing it. "Come on, beautiful. Cum for me, I want to feel your cute little cunt milking me" Suguru bit at your neck, angling his hips to hit that delicious squishy part inside you that made you see stars. "S-suguru! A-ah fuck, oh fuck" you cried out, legs trembling and body shaking with the intensity of your orgasm. You rode out your high as Geto continued to pump his length into you. "Gonna cum in you, pretty, gonna fill you up." He thrusted into you a few more times before shooting his load into you. He fucked his cum into you, wanting more than anything to keep it inside that puffy cunt of yours. 

I love you, I love you, I love you.

He was going to make sure it took, that you'd get pregnant. You wouldn't leave him now, he was sure of it. But he needed a guarantee.

#getou x reader #getou suguru #geto x reader #geto suguru #jjk geto #geto smut #milk kinktober #milk writes #jujutsu geto #jujutsu kaisen

[kortsitron]

Valentine's day

✮ PARING Spiderverse × Gender Neutral! Reader (separate)

✮ WARNINGS/TAGS fluff

✮ SUMMARY Spider's and the Valentine's day

✮ A/N apologies if it's mostly like the most common things (literally never been on a fucking date, someone take me out)

Miguel O'hara

𖹭 I can definitely see Miguel as someone who didn't have much time for any romance for a long while before you came along. So he's awkward, on the inside he's a little worried that he might screw this up

𖹭 He texts you to tell you to get ready for a specific hour and that he's hoping to pick you up. After that, he'll be waiting for you with a bouquet of red roses. You can tell he's a little nervous

𖹭 He's taking you to a fancy restaurant for a dinner. He still might be a little nervous, but soon relaxes because he's with you.

𖹭 Soon, Miguel is smiling, laughing and joking. Forgetting about the multivariate and enjoying his time with you

𖹭 Miles is little nervous, he wants it to be perfect. He prays for that and also the fact that he doesn't need to save the city that day. If he has to, most likely will babble to the villain about how their running the very special day for him and might scold them just a bit

Miles Morales (Earth-1610)

𖹭 You've been together for a while, but while getting ready he has some doubts. He's scared he might forget your favorite things. He's just being paranoid

𖹭 For sure his mom and dad helped him with deciding what to get for you. And in the end, Miles gives you the biggest teddy bear he could find. Cheesy? Maybe a bit. But seeing the smile on your face when he gives you that teddy bear makes his heart skip a beat

𖹭 Besides that, he's going with some sweets and chocolate for you

𖹭 Definitely asks his mom for advice. And does everything he can to make sure his uncle doesn't take him out on a mission. It's Valentine's day, he doesn't want to have anything on his mind other than you

Miles Morales (Earth-42)

𖹭 The city can be quite dangerous without Spider-man in the universe, so he doesn't want to go out even though there's so much you two could do

𖹭 After some thinking and wondering, he decided to take you to his place and make some valentine cake with you. It's not much but he still thought it would a nice activity for the those of you

𖹭 For some reason he thought wearing a black shirt while baking was a good idea. So yes, he is all covered in flour, not only his shirt but also his face. You can't stop giggling whenever you look at him

𖹭 Miles can't help while stare as you decorate the cake, seeing you focused gives him butterflies. 

𖹭 When most of the time Hobie can found on protest or in the pub, you won't find him there that day. It's Valentine's day, he's not just gonna leave you alone on that day.

Hobie Brown

𖹭 He's not supportive of capitalism, so everything he gives you is handmade. For example, have you seen those cute diys on Instagram or Tiktok? You can expect something along those lines. 

𖹭 That said, expect him to give you handmade bouquet of roses and some handmade cookies. They're a little messy, but still hella cute

𖹭 He doesn't really mind doing anything specific. If you wanna stay in bed and cuddle, he's in. Want a romantic dinner? Only at the local restaurant, so he can support the person, but still really into it! Anything you want, he's just happy to make his special person happy

𖹭 Pavitr asks you to be his Valentine's almost like a kid – with a handmade Valentine card

Pavitr Prabhakar

𖹭 He's a big ball of energy on the Valentine's day. He's just happy to spend this day with you!

𖹭 He's taking you out to the cinema, that's for sure, and then takes you home so you can eat a little romantic dinner.

𖹭 He got some cute little decorations, so the mood is even more romantic. So of them he made himself while others are store bought.

𖹭 He cooked it all by himself, with a little help from his auntie. He asked her for help because he wanted the food to be perfect. Besides, his aunt helped him also because she likes you.

𖹭 Instead of typical bouquet, Pavitr's gonna give you a bouquet made of sweets and jellies.

#marvel #spiderman #spider man across the spider verse #hobie brown across the spiderverse #across the spiderverse #hobie brown x reader #hobie brown #pavitr prabhakar #gender neutral reader #gender neutral language #pavitr prabhakar x reader #miguel o'hara #miguel o'hara x reader #miles morales #miles morales 1610 #miles morales x reader #miles g morales #miles g morales x reader #miles morales 42 #valentines day #headcanons #fluff

[jadeylovesmarvelxo]

Arguments ✨

Summary; It's Friday and you have the worst headache in the world, To make your day even worse you and Eddie get into an argument, and Eddie snaps telling you to leave Hellfire.

When the headache overwhelms you and Eddie finds out he is anxious to see you.

Warnings; Angst, fluff. Kinda mean Eddie? Jealous Eddie, minors dni

I don't give anyone permission to copy my work.

❤️✨

❤️✨🌸

You were having the worst day, on top of a bad headache, you had had an argument with Eddie.

When you were sick, you could get irritated or emotional quite easily, Eddie had made some remark about one of Jason's friends Matt who kept staring at you.

"Why does that asshole keep staring at you? It's fucking weird" Your head snaps up and you frown. There was already tension between the two of you because you tried out for the cheer squad and made it.

"Didn't realize it was so weird that someone finds me attractive" you reply wounded.

He pauses and shakes his head.

"I didn't mean it like that sweetheart?" he assures you and you raise an eyebrow.

"Well, how did you mean it? It's weird that someone may find me cute?" he shakes his head.

"You're putting words in my mouth. I just mean that it's those assholes, they are doing it to piss off Hellfire, jocks, cheerleaders, they join up to the dark side and they are all the same"

This wounds you, does he think you're like that?

"No not all of us. Some of the jocks are nice, and Chrissy is a sweetheart. Do you think I'm like that?" he looks frustrated now.

"Is there much point in me saying anything else sweetheart because you'll literally just take everything I say the wrong way"

Gareth jumps into the conversation and you massage your head which is so sore that it nearly brings tears to your eyes.

"Calm down you two, things are getting heated here and they don't need to be" Eddie angrily folds his arms across his chest and glares at Gareth.

"I'm not the one who started it" you huff and get up having enough of Eddie.

"Fine blame me, when you're the one who made stupid remarks" you fume at him and Dustin looks worried.

"Where are you going? We're discussing tonights campaign" your mood softens as you look at Dustin, he was a sweet kid.

"Sorry Dustybun, think I'll skip tonight" It's not like you'd feel welcome anyway. Eddie scowls.

"You miss tonight and you're out" There are angry protests to Eddie's ultimatum and your stomach drops at his cold gaze.

"Fine" you snap and storm away. You don't cry until you're well away from the cafeteria.

💕

Gym. Just to make things worse for your head you now need to compete in dodgeball.

Usually you enjoyed the game but after your argument with Eddie you just wanted to curl up at home in bed and ignore the world for a little while.

But you couldn't, you had cheer practice, no Hellfire though so you could go home straight after but it wouldn't stop you from missing everyone.

Eddie must have skipped gym because you don't see him anywhere, you try to focus on the game and not the argument the two of you had.

It's made even harder by how dizzy you feel as you're running around and it's almost a relief when two balls hit you so you're out of the game.

Except one hits you on you're already sore head and the pain is so intense, you cry out and the dizziness overwhelms you and you faint.

💕💕

"Back off everyone, give her some air" you wake up to a few classmates staring down on you.

Chrissy is beside you looking as worried as your gym teacher Mr Bennett.

Nurse Watts comes in and checks you over when you tell her about your raging headache and dizziness.

"Sounds a lot like a headcold honey, you need to go straight home and rest"

"I have cheer practice I can't go home" you say anxiously to the nurse and Chrissy squeezes your hand.

"As your cheer captain, I order you to go home and rest up" This relaxes you a little bit and a few of your classmates help you up including a worried Jeff.

"I'll be fine, can you drive me home, please Jeff? Eddie usually does after Hellfire but...

Well, with the two of you not talking that wouldn't be happening, nods and motions you to follow him to his car as he takes you home.

He hangs around for a little bit and it's a relief to have someone with you. However, Hellfire is soon close to starting so you tell him to go.

Once Jeff leaves after making sure you are okay you get a big glass of water, some pain meds then change into your comfiest clothes and cuddle up in bed.

💕💕

Jeff races into the drama room ten minutes after Hellfire starts and Eddie is already grumpy after his argument with you.

"Now after that interruption let us finally begin the campaign kay?" he announces and the others nod excited but occasionally glancing at your empty seat.

It feels strange without you here, Eddie feels it too and the ache in his chest since the fight the two of you had.

Jeff is trying to think of a way to mention what happened at gym but decides to say it after the session ends.

It's Mike who ends up saying about it as they are finishing up.

"Did you hear that yn fainted in gym class today?" Eddie's head snaps up and his stomach drops, he was doing a deal during class then setting up Hellfire with some of the guys.

Why didn't he hear about this sooner? Jeff speaks up.

"I was trying to tell you that dude, the ball hit her on the head and she fainted. Said she's been feeling shitty all day" Jeff trials off at Eddie's livid.

All that Eddie can think about now is getting to you, making sure you're alright.

Fuck, the argument. You meant more to Eddie than some disagreement. More than anyone else knew.

He let you see sides of him no one else had, sides he kept hidden away.

"Shit, I have to see her. Sheeples do me a favour and clean up yeah?" he races out as quickly as he can and into his van, anxious to see you.

💕💕

A light tapping on your window wakes you up around nine-ish, you've slept for hours but still feel sore.

Eddie is at your window and you get up gingerly, wincing at your achy muscles.

"What are you doing here?" you ask not wanting a repeat of earlier.

"I heard what happened. Wanted to see if you were okay, to apologise"your eyes widen.

"You did?" he nods and helps you back into bed.

"Look, I'm not apologising for hating the jocks, maybe some of the cheerleaders as they can be just as bad. I'll never apologise for despising Jason and his goons but not all of the dark side is bad. You aren't"

"You mean a lot to me you know that princess, I've opened up to you in ways I haven't opened up to anyone. You mean so fucking much to me and it's not weird Matt was staring at you because you're amazing and beautiful. I was jealous"

Knowing how difficult this is for him, letting his emotions out like this softens you.

"So you don't want me out of Hellfire then?" he shakes his head.

"No, I don't. You're the one person in this shitty town who I never want to lose" your hands entwine with his.

"I'm not going anywhere, Eddie" he smiles, all dimples.

"I think the cheerleading thing is pretty cool you know? Might have to attend a game to see you in action" This makes you giggle as he mimics the cheerleading.

"Unless you would prefer that Matt douche cheering for you" he fake smiles and you sigh, god he really doesn't see it does he.

"Edward Munson, I don't want Matt at all" he tentaively strokes your cheek.

"You're my girl sweetheart, I can't stand the thought of you with that dickhead or anyone"

"Ditto", it's pretty much how you feel for Eddie. He moves closer to you, his eyes yearning, a vulnerability there as he lets his walls down.

"Kiss me" you urge gently and he doesn't need to be told twice as his lips meet yours.

You were his girl, his heart. You had been for a while and you always would be.

💕

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson angst #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson #mean eddie

[levmada]

//TOTAL PWP, male!reader, subby levi, humiliation, daddy kink, overstim | 1k

Levi is so wet and warm inside, you could melt. The same as his mind since the last time you fucked him through another climax and bent him into a tight kneel. Guttural moans dissolved into whimpers for more without knowing what for, and his fist tearing into the greyed sheet next to his head.

You grip the nape of his neck as a moan is punctuated by hips slapping his ass. You're hypnotized by the subtle bounce with each thrust. You grip and squeeze, and watch his back arch tighter.

“Daddy...” Levi gasps. Sloppy wordless murmurs bleed into the pillow under his head.

“Feel good, honey? You like being my toy?”

You lean back more on your knees and grip his hips, watching slack-jawed each time his hole stretches around the thickest part of your cock, so relaxed and wet and giving. You're tempted to just kneel in place and use him like a cocksleeve. He loves every second of it.

“Mmph…! Fuck! A-Ah—mmn—”

“Daddy’s pretty fuck toy,” you moan. Your palm falls and slaps his round ass. “Daddy’s good fuckin’ boy.”

He keens as you fill his tight ass. Half his face is pushed into the pillow, letting you see where sweat has dripped and his open mouth drooled. You can’t remember at what point you fucked him dumb, but you’re not about to stop savoring Levi in this wrecked state.

“Daddy…” he moans. “Daddy, Daddydaddy…”

You hiss through your teeth, your cock twitching caressed by his heat.

“Fuck, Levi.”

You slide out of him, but before he can register the emptiness, you haul him onto his back, his legs folded for his ankles to dangle helplessly, then pinned in place by your hands gripping the backs of his thick thighs. You're sitting up.

Levi’s hazy eyes inch open and seem to register his own helplessness with an ease that's painfully sweet; they’re soft, completely submissive. You might even ask him to say love right now and he’d do it.

"Beautiful, beautiful…"

You rub your shaft up against his hole, to his shiver, before sinking back in. You jolt when your tip first dips past his rim, followed by a groan punched from your chest. You completely fill him in one thrust.

“God, fuck right there—” he moans, both his legs shuddering. He rips one out of your grip and digs his heel into your lower back, pulling, begging.

With a groan, you let him drag you forward into a kneel, bending his knees by his shoulders with his feet dangling, propped up by your own shoulders. This unreal flexibility in the heat of the moment makes you hiss through your teeth.

“Mm…!—Fuck—”

“Oh”—your fingers clench in the pillow by his head, breaths beating—"this is much better, right?—I can watch your pretty face when—ah—you come, baby…”

For your words, or the passion from your stare boring behind his eyelids, he plants his cheek in the pillow, whining your name as he scrambles for you to hold onto. You dip your head and taste his sweat on your teeth.

"I can't I can't—"

"Fuck..." You rest more of your weight on top of him, grinding deep inside and allocate all your attention to watching Levi's terse expression gape and twitch as he gets close. "Are you gonna come again?"

"Daddy," he whines, his blunt nails digging into the side of your thigh. The answer is clear.

"Oh no... So pathetic, aren't you, baby.”

"F-Fuck." You feel a shiver shake through his whole body.

Not enough.

You're practically eye-fucking the pretty tears beading on his lashes as you ease your pace to devastating, slow, deep slams.

You grunt with every one as he keens, miserably. And like a rubber band, his body utterly pinned underneath you yanks tense and tight when your balls smack his ass, then regrettably loosens, only longingly arching, when you leave. Even with nothing separating your bodies. You feel it all.

"No please, daddy fuck, please..."

"Awe... that's so cute." You rest on top of him, like none of it affects you at all.

That's even better, actually.

"So cute," you mutter, chuckling as he moans underneath you. "You tense up when you beg, you know? Then I praise you, and your ass gets even tighter."

"Shutup," he really sobs, his face pushing for your neck out of shame. "I can't when—ugh—too..."

"You're gonna come 'cause I'm talking to you."

"Please pleaseplease—"

"Say it." You take his throat like a loose necklace and pin him back, exposing himself to you. Your thumb crosses his plump bottom lip and dips into his mouth. He licks, mindlessly.

You feel your self-control beginning to melt.

"Say it."

"'m..." His eyes close. "'m pathetic. Ah."

You groan, a pleasant shiver up your spine. Close enough. For a moment you fuck him faster than you mean to, and he latches onto your unraveling quickly.

“Daddy.” Smack. “Daddy.” Smack. “Come on, don’t fucking—stop, faster, fucking faster—”

You groan with a bright sting dragging down your back—Levi’s nails. The pain adds to your surging orgasm. He's so tight inside, quivering around your swelling cock, you can’t keep up this game anymore.

Your lips dip below his burning ear, fist roving down and taking his firm cock. “God, why don’t you come for your daddy?"

Before you’ve even finished the beckon, his muscles lock, his head falls back, and his cock pulses between your fingers. His legs flail at random, trapped beneath you as they are, as his whole quaking body is.

As a euphoric moan explodes out of his chest, you shudder in the throes of his pleasure, 'daddy' being cried in your ear, and fuck him through it.

“Daddy, fuck!”

“Good boy good boy, Lee…”

Like you promised you'd do, you watch all the tension melt off his expression, only leaving bliss. Without his hair to obscure, his delicate features are even more pronounced, sharper, somehow even more beautiful. His cheeks glow bright red, his jaw dropped and wobbling around whimpers.

You kiss his burning forehead, slippery with sweat, as his legs start to shudder past his climax, and you feel your own closing in on you.

His voice is all flimsy and touched by tears. "Come in me, fuck, fill me the fuck up."

“Ahh"—he’s doing it on purpose, squeezing, rippling, throbbing, practically sucking your cock back inside—“Levi.”

You slam in, sloppy thrusts so shallow you can barely consider it fucking. Only a few seconds. When you tip over the edge, your balls clenching, you slam in and still, whining. It's so powerful, only a few heavy strokes are enough for you to release. Levi still moans under his breath with each spurt pumped into him.

So it's not just calling you daddy...

#levi x reader #levi ackerman x reader #levi x you #levi x y/n #levi ackerman x you #levi ackerman smut #levi ackerman x male reader #captain levi x reader #captain levi x you #aot smut #tw daddy kink #tw humiliation

[subbyalbedo]

Kinktober Day 30 - MOMMY KINK + SUBSPACE with Tengen Uzui

Dom!reader x sub!Tengen

~~~

warnings: sub space, mommy kink ( just in case you didn't read the very obvious title), uhm very much overstimulation, cute but ooc tengen, sadistic reader, kinda manipulative too honestly, idk shitty writing, short af, BUT I GOT IT DONE two months late

It wasn't often you got him like this.

Tengen Uzui, the flashy sound hashira, staring at you with glossy eyes as you slowly move your strap in and out of him.

His arms were clinging to you as he shivered. "Does my sweet boy want to cum for me again?"

He quickly nodded, wanting to please you. "Yes! Yes, I can cum for mommy! Please~"

His words trailed off and you fucked him a little faster, his body moving with the thrusts as he moaned, cock twitching as a weak little spurt of cum came out.

He could barely make a sound as he came down, but he lifted his head with some effort to look at you. "Am I- am...am I..."

"It's okay love, what do you want to say?" You gazed down at him, all messy and gorgeous.

"Am I good? Your good boy? Please, please tell me I'm your good boy!"

"Aw, sweet baby." You stroked his hair as he nuzzled into you, face still painted with worry. "Of course you're my good boy, all mine, the best boy for me."

While his usual demeanor during these kinds of activities was bratty and cocky, you usually give him a harsh (but still enjoyable) punishment for his attitude and complete the scene there. But occasionally, this happens.

He goes into the headspace where he lives to please you, where all of his walls have broken down and leaves him vulnerable and small.

And you wanted to get as much out of it as possible.

While he continued to nuzzle into your hand, you brought the other one back to his red, spent cock and stroked.

Before he had even realized what you were doing, his body had curled in on itself as he let out a cry of pain.

"Can you do one more for me? We can stop after one more."

He raised his head to look at you with tears in his eyes. "I- I can't! Please mommy, I--"

You hushed him, lightly rubbing his cock, and as he whimpered in pain, you tilted his chin to have him look up at you. "You can and you will. You do want to be good for mommy, don't you?"

You could see the conflicting emotions circling in his eyes, but after taking in your last words, he gave a tentative nod. "F'r you, for mommy."

As you started stroking, holding his hips down to stop the constand jerks of his body to get away, you knew this was going to be a dry orgasm.

With every slight movement he was wailing, the sensations being too much, and everywhere.

But he didn't use his safeword, and you knew he wouldn't have to get through much more.

His cock was twitching, glistening with an angry red color and tears were pooling in his eyes as he tried to move closer and away from your hand at the same time.

"No more!" He cried out, and you did feel a little bad for him.

But with his body flushed red, body curled in on himself, looking so damn submissive, you couldn't resist torturing him a bit.

"You're almost there love, hold on for me."

He nodded vigorously, eyes shut tight and drool slipping out of his mouth.

With one last rub at the tip, he crashed over the edge, head thrown back in bliss, sighing at the final release.

With all of the previous cumming he had done that night, his cock twitched but not a drop came out.

You cooed at his pathetic form, curled in a ball, but as he came down, you curled around him.

Before he got a chance to ask for any forms of comfort, you were stroking his hair and telling him how good he was, and he fell asleep in your arms with a lovesick grin.

~~~

cue the heavy ass aftercare

that was crappy

but I'm slightly less stressed now 😝

#dom reader #dom reader smut #sub character smut #smut #kinktober #kinktober 2023 #demon slayer #tengen #tengen uzui #sub tengen #sub tengen uzui #tengen x reader #tengen uzui x reader

[alexfromjersey]

𝓛𝓸𝓷𝓰 𝓓𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓷𝓬𝓮 & 𝓢𝓸𝓬𝓲𝓪𝓵 𝓜𝓮𝓭𝓲𝓪

jenna ortega x g!poc

summary: jah and jenna struggle with the long distance.

warnings: mature language, mentions marijuana

a/n: shortest chapter I ever wrote for this series but dont say I never gave yall nothing. ngl I be forgetting that I made Jah a streamer/influencer 😂. Imma start incorporating more like social media aspects to here cause this was fun

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ONE WEEK LATER

“Yo I’m the greatest friend to ever walk planet Earth bruh. Davis finally let his balls drop and now him and Diana are going on a date together” You gushed to the brunette.

“Finally” Jenna chuckled.

It was currently 11 p.m. in London, which meant it was 6 p.m. in New York. Jenna just finished filming for the day and she needed to hear your voice. This is the first time in a week she's seen your face.

She was still on edge about Neil and hasn’t told you. She didn’t want to bring you into her mess and potentially end up finding out about her past. So she kept it to herself.

Your eyes were glued to the screen as you played Call of Duty, "Yeah I told him I'll help him plan his date since he wants to impress her."

"How sweet of you. I didn't know you had a sweet side to you sour patch kid" Jenna teased.

You stick your middle finger up at her to which she lets out a cute little giggle.

"So what's up with you? How filming going?" You asked and pushed your headphones behind your ears. Jenna had tried to stop the thoughts that ran through her mind a mile a second just now. But it was difficult when you looked good with a white tank top on displaying your tattoos, grey sweatpants, your chain dangling from your neck which she wants to grab at, and your glasses on.

After a moment, Jenna snapped out of her thoughts to answer your question, "It's going fine. Tim is forcing me to have a stunt double for the majority of my stunts which sucks because he don’t even know I’m pregnant" Jenna answered.

“Probably got that intuition” You shrugged.

“I guess. But other than that, filming is fine. Quiet little London Town that I can’t remember for the life of me” Jenna said and laid down in her bed. She let out a yawn.

“Go to sleep mamas. Call me when you get up” You said.

“No I wanna talk to you. I haven’t seen your face in a while” Jenna pouted.

You smiled, “But you need sleep. I know you probably have to get up mad early.”

“Yeah around like 4” Jenna sighed.

“See. Call me when you get me I’ll be up” You said.

"Okay," Jenna pouted. She hangs up the phone and turns over to stare at her ceiling.

She felt tears start to gather under her eyes but she quickly wiped them away. She was struggling with the just being friends with you. Each day, her feelings for you grow stronger but it was still something holding her back from pursuing you. She needed to figure it out quickly because she don’t know how much longer she can take it.

🤰🏻🩵

As the phone hung up, you let out a sigh and rubbed your face. You missed her badly. You wished you could just book a spontaneous flight over to London but you couldn’t…just yet.

You needed a distraction. You grabbed your phone and hopped onto your most used app, Twitter (you was not calling that shit X or whatever fuck Elon named. Fuck Elon Musk).

@bronxsheisty: can't wait for you to get home, we ain't got to go nowhere

Immediately, you started getting replies and quotes on your tweet.

@shiestylover: uh oh who’s this about 👀

@ghostridingwhip: jah is possibly taken? yeaaaaa let me go jump into oncoming traffic

@highondatgreen: it’s about me duh

@fnthechat: omg potential song lyrics! DROP THE SONG NOW

@modernbussywhip: i might have an idea and y’all never would of guessed it

@ghostridingwhip: oh do tell @modernbussywhip

@modernbussywhip: nah I need more evidence to support my claim but imma dm you my theory so far @ghostridingwhip

@bronxshiesty:

@modernbussywhip: oop-

@bronxshiesty: u should like share with the class @modernbussywhip

@modernbussywhip: i should share u with the class? couldn’t agree more

@bronxshiesty: oh that’s not- @modernbussywhip

@modernbussywhip:

@munchiesinmycrunchies: day 293792873 of asking for music

@ExclusiveShiestyUpdates: day 293792873 of waiting for an Instagram pic

@bronxshiesty: heard @ExclusiveShiestyUpdates

You exited out Twitter and went to Instagram. You found a pic you took yesterday and decided to post it.

bronxshiesty posted on Instagram after a while.

liked by jennaortega, davison, and 14,574 others.

bronxshiesty i was told to post on here so here u go

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You don’t know what prompted you to click on Neil’s profile but you did. You saw that he was followed by Jenna and Jenna’s mother and he was a businessman. You followed back everyone and closed out your apps. Your eyes then glance down at the flyer on your coffee table. You grabbed it and exhaled deeply. You typed in the website in your phone and hit the registration button.

Here’s to opening more opportunities.

🤰🏻🩵

"I did it" You inhaled the smoke from the blunt. You leaned over and passed it to Davis who took it.

"Did what?" Davis questioned.

"I signed up for the competition. I kept staring at it on my table and just said fuck it" You shrugged and fixed your pants that were riding up your legs.

"Aye let's go" Davis cheered. He dapped you up to which you rolled your eyes at him with a smile.

"You need a musical stage name. You already got a streamer name but it won't be catchy or marketable to the music industry" Davis stated.

"I was thinking just Jah" You answered.

Davis puffed out a cloud of smoke, "Just Jah? I mean it flows sorta...Just Jah or JJ. It's aight"

"No dumbass I mean just my name Jah" You laughed.

"Oh! You could get away with it" Davis said. You knew he was high as a kite right now cause he started acting slower than usual when he was intoxicated.

The two of you then hear a ding from your phone. You grabbed it and saw it was a video from Jenna. You click on it and it starts with her showing her belly.

"Officially 14 weeks pregnant and the baby is the size of a navel orange," Jenna said and showed her belly. It was protruding more now but she was still able to hide it. Only if you got super close to her stomach you'll see she's pregnant but ain't nobody getting that close to her. "I want some oranges now. My appetite has skyrocketed now but luckily my boobs are not as tender anymore, thank god-"

In the background, you heard someone call Jenna's name. She sighed before turning back to the camera, "I have to get back on set but I just wanted to give you a quick update on us. I miss you and two months need to come quicker" Jenna said and kissed the camera. You smiled at the video and rewatched it again.

NYC 🩵:

miss you too 😘❤️

i also want some oranges now

"You know for two people to say that they’re just friends. Yall sure do act like a couple." Davis asked.

“No we don’t. Two friends can’t say they miss each other now” You questioned.

“I’m not talking about that. It’s your body language and the way you act around each other that’s unfriendly like” Davis said.

You suck your teeth, “You go to Hollywood and become an expert in body language and shit.”

“I’m just saying. The two of you need to stop whatever the fuck this is and just get together.” Davis shrugged.

You sighed, “You don’t think I want that. I haven’t been in a relationship in mad long. But something feels different with her like different in a way I never felt in a relationship before. I miss her being around, talking to her, and even just showing her around the Bronx. It's weird feeling this way...a good weird.” You finished off the blunt in your hand.

"It's called love nigga" Davis laughed.

“Alright let’s settle down. That’s a big word to be assuming” You said.

Davis chuckled, “Have your ever been in love before?”

You open your mouth to answer yes but you stop yourself and really think if you actually been in love or not. Sure you’ve been in relationships with girls before but they never made you feel like this. You never felt this way about a girl before.

“I’m guessing that’s a no” Davis chuckled.

“Shut up” You grumble and placed your hands in your pants. You get comfortable on your couch letting the effects of the marijuana relax your mind and body. Davis started drifting off to sleep next to you. But suddenly, your mind starts to overthink about the prior conversation.

Shit, now this was gonna be on your mind all night.

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a/n: i want someone to take care of me like that black woman be taking care of her pitbull on TikTok

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[charmercharm3r]

Just devoured all your Phases content and it left me in awe, like💀💀i never considered poly! ships but the way you depicted the relationship with jisung and minho was so enticing and gorgeous (also seeing minho as the sub for once blew my mind, in the best way)

And now my mind is full of possibilities. like, now we found out jisung has a sub side not even he knew about, imagine him getting low-key envious of reader fucking minho with the strap and imagining himself in that place. jisung trying to subtitly tell reader he wants to be fucked too but can't be direct about it because he has a pride.

how would it proceed??

i love your blog so much, pls don't stop💖

i’m mad i didn’t think of this idea myself, anon u are a genius

Masterlist

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“No, no, please don’t stop. I’ll be good, I promise!” Minho begged while clawing at your forearm to bring your body back down against his, wanting nothing more than to be pinned between you and the mattress.

He always makes it so hard to say no, sitting up to kiss your chest and neck as further pleas. You caved in and laughed, following the feeling of his lips as you laid him back down and hiked his knees up. “You have to stay like this, pretty kitty.” Minho nodded against you and held himself up by the backs of his knees.

While you shifted and made yourself more comfortable, the dildo inside him moved, nudging the spot that made him want to curl up and stiffen with pleasure. In the background was the slick sounds of Jisung off to the side, only watching. You didn’t need to see him to know his hand was wrapped around his cock and slowly jerking into the tight ring.

Minho’s breath didn’t slow, he continued to pant beneath you as your hips gently pulled back, pushing into him with almost no force and simply feeling him out. He tended to get ahead of himself, biting off more than he could chew when with you, especially. Jisung was skilled when it came to taking control of Minho’s needs in bed, he knew this side of the older like the back of his hand. Whereas you, although new to dominating with even just having the slightest bit of domineering edge over the brunette, was just the teensiest bit at a loss of what to do in this situation.

You figured it out quickly though, holding both his cheeks the way Jisung would do you to and focusing all of his attention on your face. He couldn’t look anywhere else as you wouldn’t let him, chest slowing to a steady breath and he was ready for more, once again.

It was maybe a few five minutes where you didn’t peak over your shoulder to acknowledge your blonde boyfriend, nor did you notice the quieting of the wet sounds on his side of the room. Rolling against Minho was taking up most of your mental capacity, he was so pretty to look at. You understood why Jisung loved taking him in this exact same way, the brunette was the finest picture of modern art.

Red, leaking cock sitting prettily against his lower belly, cheeks and chest flushed pink while glazed over with sweat, Minho squirmed and ached for your lips to seal him into the sub space he desperately wanted to fall into. He was more than halfway there, just needing the extra coddling push.

“Aren’t you just so handsome? Pretty kitty, you’re glowing. How does my cock feel? D’you like it? I think you look so cute stuffed full of me.” Minho nodded and whined at your words, puckering his lips for the kiss he’s been wanting so badly.

And when you leaned in and planted one firmly, lovingly onto his lips, a second whimper almost trickled out of reach of your ears. You could’ve missed one of the most glorious things you’d ever seen if you didn’t turn your head, thanking the heavens you did.

What a sight to behold, Jisung with his feet planted on the armrests of the corner chair, one hand cupping his balls as the older circled the rim of his hole. His bottom lip was caught between his teeth in effort to keep quiet, though failure not entirely something he intended on avoiding.

Jisung stared straight at you, straight at Minho— too in his own head to notice what was happening— and straight at where your bright purple strap was penetrating your boyfriend’s used asshole. You involuntarily lurched forward and pushed the dildo deeper into Minho while maintaining eye contact with the younger. In your peripheral you could see his finger dip into his own hole in time with your hip movement.

A whole new world of pleasure for you, Jisung, and Minho to explore.

Just after you finish with the first babbling baby beneath you in dire need of your attention.

When Minho gets in these needy kind of moods, it isn’t long before he’s winded himself so tight that any little thing gets him to blow his load faster than either of you could catch up to— but he always makes up for it with his short refraction periods and stamina. Minho laid at the foot of the bed to recollect himself, in the mean time, a certain blonde was awaiting his turn.

You strode tall in front of Jisung, strap hanging proudly on your hips, even more daunting because you were entirely too comfortable wearing it that it may as well been very, very real. Hell, the phantom limb syndrome told you that it was real.

“Do you want something, baby?”

His finger stalled in his hole, massaging his balls harder as if it was a comforting tactic when faced with a difficult decision.

“All you have to do is ask.” You put your hands on either side of the back of the chair, sensually kissing his cheek and back until you reached his ear to whisper, “I’ll give you whatever you want. There’s just one little word I wanna hear, first.”

“‘M not gonna beg.” He replied with no bite in his tone.

“You don’t have to. However, only good boys get to be fucked. Are you a good boy?”

Jisung bit his lip again as you pulled back to look him in the eye. A quick glance over your shoulder to look at Minho, as if the younger didn’t know what to do now that the roles were reversed. Unbeknownst to you, Minho nodded in signal to the blonde that, yes, he’s the best boy.

Whether he realized it or not, Jisung nodded, as well.

“That’s what I thought.”

Stealing his hands from himself, you carefully walked Jisung to the bed besides Minho, who only watched in entertainment. This was something new for all of you, neither of you could fault him for being interested. Plus, he was extra moral support.

As Jisung’s back hit the mattress, you crawled over his body and slotted yourself between his willfully spreading legs. “You always take such good care of us, baby,” you say as you brush his hair from his forehead, placing sweet kisses to his cheeks. “Won’t you let me return the favor?”

“Mhm,” he mumbled in search of another kiss and n latching onto the skin of your neck out of desperation to suck on something.

“That’s not what I want to hear, baby. You know.” The drag of your nail down his thigh to hook behind his knee and rest it on your hip, Jisung may have been too distracted.

“Puppy, c’mon,” he detached from your neck to plead with his big, round eyes.

You tipped his head back with a finger below his chin, “it’s just one little word. Be my good boy, won’t you?”

Jisung audibly swallowed the lump in his throat, torn between the ego he’s been holding on to and the earth shattering, mind numbing euphoria he knows you’re fully capable of giving to him if Minho covered in his own cum was anything to go by. Jisung looked over at his boyfriend, to which the older smiled at him with encouragement. You could see the pingpong ball bouncing back and forth in his head, he wants it so badly, wants to know why your boyfriend would go to unbelievable lengths to be stuffed full of your and his cock.

Teetering back and forth for a decision, Minho leaned over and pecked the younger’s cheek, “if you like it enough, who knows, maybe I’ll get to fuck you next.”

Jisung’s eyes widened, then turned to you with full confidence, “please.”

A proud smile washed across your face and reached down to cup both Minho and Jisung’s cheeks with one hand on each, “my sweet boys.” They nuzzled into your palms until you had to pull back.

“You had your turn,” you said to Minho, who happily reclined with his hands behind his head and let the younger take the spotlight.

Jisung was eager now, quick to wrap his other leg over your hip and tug you in to let the scratchy fabric of the strap rub against the underside of his thighs. “Easy. You’ve got all of me.” You assured him with a tender kiss, his arms snaking around your neck to pull you in closer. While your fingers traversed further down busy chest, beneath his belly and past his aching dick, Minho silently handed you the lube to coat your first two digits.

“Don’t worry, baby. You’ll be screaming that one little word before I’ve even put my cock in you.”

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Bachelors + The Farmer is their Bisexual Awakening

Alex

-- He's not antigay but he's not very Aware of things, i don't think he's ever put much thought into men being attracted to men

-- So when the Farmer moves to town and Alex keeps looking for him while he's outside, its because the guy likes throwing the ball around and Alex hasn't had anyone to pal around with like this in ages

-- Of course he thinks the Farmer is handsome objectively, that's just common sense. That doesn't mean anything

-- It finally strikes him that he's not entirely into girls in the summer, when the Farmer plays ball with him but gets overheated and takes his shirt off and suddenly Alex doesn't know how to catch for shit. He can't pull his eyes away and finally understands why girls got so giggly talking to him after practice.

-- Slowly he realizes he likes talking to the Farmer, too, not just paling around. He doesn't mind him learning personal stuff, and likes learning about him, too.

-- One night they're sitting by the beach just talking, and the Farmer smiles and Alex realizes he wants to kiss him

-- He talks to Haley about it the next day, confused as hell. She's exasperated it somehow comes down to her, but tells him he's fine and it's alright to be attracted to the Farmer. There may or may not be Feelings about that, but he isn't weird or anything for how he's feeling towards a dude.

-- Alex tries to put it away. He's happy enough as friends. But one day they end up play wrestling, and the Farmer's face is right there, and he's blushing so much but can't stop staring at his lips. The Farmer stops wrestling and looks at him softly and asks if it's okay to kiss him

-- The next day Alex gives him a bouquet, made with help from Grannie Evelyn. His grandparents, particularly Evelyn, were very happy for the development. They want Alex to be happy. And he is very, very happy with the Farmer.

Elliott

-- There's no way this man hasn't kissed other men before, he simply has. In college, at parties, whathaveyou. He's kissed men. But he's never dated them. They were always just lips to kiss when he was drunk and feeling extra loving.

-- But then the Farmer comes to town. He thinks nothing of it at first, but the more time the Farmer spends with him, the more fascinated with him he is.

-- it isn't long until he looks forward to the Farmer's visits, anticipating seeing his smiling face and hearing about how the farm is going. The Farmer becomes is main source of inspiration, and he wants to know everything about him.

-- When the Farmer lets slip that he does things specifically for Elliott, like planting a pomegranate tree or putting out crab pots, he feels his heart race and his face grow red.

-- When the Farmer mentions he saw bouquets at Pierre's, it's the sudden panic Elliott feels that makes him realize how deep he's fallen. He's worried the Farmer is going to offer his affections to someone else, and his heart aches at the thought.

-- Leah laughs at him when he tells her later, because his crush has been obvious for a while, but so has the Farmer's. Elliott refuses to believe it, but the next day the Farmer shows up with flowers and sweetly asks if Elliott might be interested in dating

-- Elliott fucking swoons. He preserves the flowers. He is deeply flattered that the Farmer feels the same.

-- The amount of poetry he writes about the Farmer is off the charts. It only increases when he develops romantic feelings. It becomes a whole book when they get together.

Sam

-- He's had fleeting infatuations on a couple of guys, usually dudes in bigger bands, but nothing serious. He figures it's more of a hormone thing than anything.

-- Then he plays a demo for the Farmer and they're so excited about it, hype it up so much. His heart starts beating so fast when the Farmer says he thinks Sam is so cool.

-- He's never felt cool in his life. Girls have thought he was cute, but Sebastian always had that dark and broody thing so he caught more attention. The compliment lives in his head forever after that.

-- He wants to keep the Farmer thinking he's cool, so he starts trying to do skateboarding tricks in front of him and tries harder at pool, rewarded with bright grins and smiles that he can't get enough of.

-- He isn't sure when he realizes he likes the Farmer as more than a friend, but one Friday night at the Saloon Farmer is laughing at one of his jokes until he snorts and Sam wants to kiss him senseless. He wants to hear that laugh forever

-- Abigail and Sebastian bully the crap out of him over taking so long to realize his feelings but also wingman for him so hard.

-- He surprises the Farmer with a bouquet, and asks if its okay for him to feel the way he does about him. The Farmer accepts by kissing his cheek, which makes Sam's brain stop working for a few seconds

Sebastian

-- His crushes on guys have mostly been on fictional characters, so he isn't prepared for a crush on a real guy. He's barely had crushes at all.

-- It's such a slow burn. He isn't ready to fall in love with anyone. He doesn't particularly want to. He wants to head out to the city, not settle down

-- But the Farmer worms his way in. He times his visits so he doesn't interrupt his work, brings him little things he likes. Just makes him feel respected and seen.

-- and sure, Sebastian notices he's handsome early on, but it doesn't mean anything at first.

-- but the soft look the Farmer gives him when he opens up a little bit about his past, the looks the Farmer gives him so often. He likes being looked at that way, like he's something special to treasure.

-- at some point he's working on the bike and finds that he doesn't want to run away anymore. Somehow, the Valley feels like home again. And when the Farmer comes up to see what he's doing, his heart leaps to his throat. He gets that special look and knows the Farmer is his feeling of home.

-- he still wont admit to it for a while. Male or female, he isn't very good at expressing his feelings, and he's scared. What if the Farmer doesn't feel the same way? And what does it mean that he's ready to give up on the city, just for this guy?

-- he gets a little distant after he realizes he's caught more feelings than he meant to. He's always reacted to things he wants by pushing them away, and this is no different.

-- it isn't until he realizes the Farmer's hurt by his distance that he realizes he can't keep doing that. He has to face his feelings.

-- He finally admits to the Farmer that he's important to him, and he never wants to let him go. That he wants to have the Farmer in his life every day, and wants to make the Farmer happy in turn.

-- He finally relaxes when the Farmer wraps him in a tight hold, and knows he wont give him up for anything.

Harvey

-- He doesn't have much interest in the Farmer at first. Not in that way. He thinks the Farmer is nice and all, but he doesn't feel any way about it.

-- After a while, though, he starts to take notice. The townsfolk talk about the Farmer's kindness. That's what initially gets his attention. How much the Farmer does for everyone, meeting every request and giving out their crops to everyone.

-- Pretty soon, the Farmer is stopping by a couple of times a week, bringing him fresh brewed coffee or a new batch of pickles. He's excited to try the new flavors and vegetables the Farmer tries out.

-- He starts getting worried every time the Farmer is admitted to the Clinic, even if it's never very serious.

-- During the Farmer's check up, his heart beat is very high. Harvey is concerned until he really looks at his face, his pink cheeks and inability to meet Harvey's eye, his shy smile as he says he's nervous.

-- ohnohescute.exe

-- The thought that the Farmer could be flustered over him makes HIM flustered. The Farmer is gorgeous! How could he be flustered over the likes of Harvey.

-- He can't stop noticing him after that, how bright his eyes are when someone likes his gift, his big smile as he listens to Maru talk about her projects.

-- When the Farmer watches the plane fly by that Harvey had just managed to speak to, he's hyperaware of his body. How warm he is, and how easy it would be to take a hold of his hand.

--Harvey is shy, but he finds he wants to take the leap. If he's going to go for it, he wants to be romantic and sweet. So he orders the hot air balloon, deciding to conquer his fear of heights and rejection at the same time

-- When the Farmer holds him close, he knows he's fully in love. He never pictures that it would be with another man, but he's in love either way.

Shane

-- He's checked out dudes before, but never thought he would be another dude's type. So he's never really had romantic feelings towards another guy.

--The Farmer just annoys him at first. Sure, he's pretty, but who cares. He wants to be left in misery alone.

-- The Farmer doesn't give up on him, though. He sticks to Shane's side like a bramble and refuses to give up on him.

-- It's just close friendship at first. He doesn't expect to have his heart in his throat the first time he sees the Farmer shirtless out on the beach. His mouth is dry and he can't stop staring. It isn't the first time he realizes the Farmer is attractive, but it IS the first time he realizes he's attracted to the farmer.

-- But it isn't until he's sobered up that the feelings go deeper.

-- Part of him figured the Farmer was helping him as some sort of project, that once he was doing well, the Farmer would go find someone better to hang out with all the time. Someone to date.

-- He doesn't like the jealous feeling he gets when he sees the Farmer smiling with other people. It's something he works on. He wants the Farmer to have other friends! It's just... maybe he doesn't want the Farmer to get snapped up by someone else. Clearly, everyone has to know how great the guy is. How he wasn't already locked down was a mystery

-- Still, even though he's starting to have feelings, he doesn't expect the Farmer to think of him as anything more than a friend. So he invites him to the gridball game as friends.

-- He gets too excited though, that's why he kisses the Farmer when the Tunnelers win. He tries to walk it back and save face, but now the Farmer is the one kissing him. He never thought Shane would be into the likes of him

-- its idiots in love, your honor

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