#hes also an utter brat but i like that lmao

[rrking]

Dances to Bauhaus Ascended Astarion picking up a couple of other 'brides' along the way has been living rent free in my head... Some NSFW my slimes😏 also I made up a LOT of shit I don't know my DnD m'kay

Imagine it, you are his consort, his undying love, his... Most treasured property. But you're becoming a little unruly for his tastes.

So long being with the same man whose mind is turning to ash before you has proven to be difficult. Your relationship is toxic. It's like he doesn't remember who you are. You're just 'his consort.'

Of course, you become defiant. Small things at first, like denying him kisses, refusing to sit on his lap in front of his court...

This dynamic is cute at first. He spends time chasing you.

It works for a while. Vampire brides are known to be tossed aside by their masters, eventually - Due to their insatiable, nymphomatic lust and utter devotion to the point of irritation. Basically, many are discarded by their masters when they are no longer 'fun' to deal with. I fully made this up lmao wtf... Astarion promised this wouldn't be so between the pair of you when you allowed him to turn you. How time changes a person.

His arrogant behaviour becomes so repulsive, you start declining his more serious advances - to prove a point. He wants to control you fully - But that isn't going to happen. He would not dare discard you, not the person who was by his side all these years. There is a level of obedience you are willing to show, since you are so devoted to him, but you will not be controlled like a porcelain dolly.

You're so old now you often forget what you're fighting about... Until he comes home one day with that THING. It's younger than you. So obedient, like a little lapdog. He demands their kisses all day, in front of you. This creature disgusts you and he is only doing himself absolutely dirty.

"Yes milord. No milord. Of course, milord." It's incessant whining for your husband whilst he fawns over it as it rests on it's knees makes your skin crawl.

This dynamic starts off as a bit of a competition, but once he recruits another one - it's on sight.

"Be more like your sister(s)/brother(s)..." Astarion tells you with that wicked smirk. They are no sibling of yours. They are your prey, and he can look forward to waking up to a severed head on his silken bed if he dares to take things further.

It is actually a long time before any sort of sexual intimacy is even introduced. But after being denied your body three nights and four mornings in a row, Astarion is fed up. The horny howling of that brat makes you seethe. He already ruined you for anybody else. How dare he go and besmirch another when you were already his to begin with.

This is only a temporary fix, however, since you are his favourite. The sex is nowhere near as good or as passionate as it is with you. He can't achieve absolute bliss like he does with you, and this new toy is fun until it wants cuddles... No. That's reserved specifically for the consort™️

He is not actually satisfied. He loves you, whether he cares to admit it or not. Unfortunately, the way your relationship appears is totally skewed, due to his inability to separate obsession from love and the total resentment you have grown into.

These other brides are merely toys. He will eventually grow tired of them. They serve one purpose. You do not. You are his dark consort. You get away with things they could only dream of.

When you do agree to sleep with him again, on your terms of course, you are sure to be as public as possible. You want the entire palace to know how you make him feel. Only you get those delicious moans out of him, his complete spend, his dangerous cravings for more. Best believe when he's balls deep in those brides - He's seeing your face.

The other brides look at you in absolute awe. Who is this beautiful holy being before them?

Astarion cannot be more pleased when you agree to intimacy again. Whilst he would love nothing more than to fuck you all day, he finds himself compromising - if it means he can keep his sweet consort.

However, when he acquires a third bride, this is when your murderous tendencies begin. You want to attract his attention, but you want to do it in front of the other brides. Killing his subjects, disobeying him and escaping punishment in front of those sorry excuses for playthings... Silly little things, but you begin to take enjoyment in killing after a while.

The other brides kneel and worship him, begging him not to take out his displeasure on them as you sit scowling on his lap. Astarion is becoming absolutely vexed by this behaviour. All he desired was for his consort to sit on his lap and accept some affection - So why are his lips kissing you so greedily all over your face and lips to receive nothing in return? The vampire growls lowly when your mouth doesn't move in reaction to his.

"Misery doesn't suit that pretty face of yours, my dear..." he snarls. There is still no reaction when he bites the fatty part of your lower lip, drawing blood... No moaning when he kisses your neck exactly how you like it. Not even pathetic namecalling or fighting back as he marks you. Just plain, spiteful silence.

The brides look on in disgust. Had one of them done that, he would have had them flogged. Punished in the worst way possible. When you notice their distaste for the situation, a grin blooms on your lips. Justice.

"Leave us," is the next command from his lips. Oh. It seems he wants to deal with you in private. His pets file out, huddling at the door to listen.

How they gasp and look between themselves in horror when you receive a chance to redeem yourself. On your knees, gazing up at him, caressing his thighs as you tell him, "you know that I would do anything for you, darling..."

Manipulating Astarion in these sorts of situations is surprisingly easy. He's whipped.

One thing that never fails to get him instahard is watching your mischief. (Usually.)

You had been feeling rather generous today, finding yourself sat on his desk as his mouth explored your other pair of lips beneath your skirts/your length beneath his cape. A scout comes running in, failing to knock first. The lustful visage on your face being seen was no bother to you - but something isn't right when Astarion merely lets it slide. What is he doing? Pathetic.

Disappearing into thin air, you reappear behind the spawn, frightening him out of his skin. In your hand is Astarion's dagger, from the belt of his own trousers.

Little minx. When did you pinch that?

"What is your name, darling?" you coo, a playful grin on your features as you circle him hungrily.

"E-Edgar... Milady/Milord..." is the reply.

"There's no need to be frightened of me." There is every reason. You're like death on legs. Astarion rolls his eyes, asking you to leave the poor thing alone. He was told earlier to come and report at this time - you were serving as a distraction.

Nonsense, you think. In one swift motion, the dagger is against the spawns throat from behind.

"Edgar, darling. Tell my husband why I should spare your life... Beg for it."

He babbles and bitches, struggling to come up with excuses beyond sheer foolishness. They're all so frightened of you. It's intoxicating. The way you can clear a room with just a look. How you can influence others to just get things done.

Of course, your man asks you once again to let go, let him be for god's sake. Y/N you're scaring the bitches

With a quick slice, scarlet blood paints the floor and your body, dressed in white. This poor spawn is holding his throat with dismay. He'll be fine. If not a little traumatised.

Licking the blood from the dagger, you can't help but bite your lip with a grin, offering the other side to your husband. This will remind him why he keeps you.

#bg3 #ascended!astarion #ascended astarion #ascendant astarion #astarion x tav #astarion x reader #astarion ancunin #astarion #astarion bg3 #bg3 astarion #baldur's gate 3 #vampire brides

[hyewka]

rana omg I reread what a loser and my thoughts are going haywire. I saw the ask abt mc riding gyu, so imagine him half baked, pissing you off and you ride him harder just to fuck your frustrations out on him until he’s practically drooling 😵‍💫 also couldn’t stop giggling at your polls lmao they were fun and the results were interesting 🤭

woah. woah woah woah.

woah.

i have like the image of wal! beomgyu just completely dumbed out with his eyes fluttering open then shut, with like the cutest gasps and mewls, still attempting to bite back at your words (because hes a brat 😒) only for them to come out like babbles and just utter nonsense (and of course you have a little mean laugh over it :3) eventually he caves in like he always does with his tongue lolled out and his hands obediently kept to his sides like you instructed, as much as it physically pains him to keep them off you..FUCKKKK

#lol im glad you enjoyed the polls #it was a little midnight fun making them and getting to see the results #if i did it fully awake i wouldve probably #put who i voted for in the tags and a little explanation #but alas #i was practically dead. #🌷. rana thoughts #yes we’re calling him WAL beomgyu #for any future asks (if any) related to that fic #fic: what a loser!

[idyllic-affections]

Just found out people call the dottore clone you see on the boat "boattore" and now i can die in peace 😭. Would [Name] from your pantalone fanfic give some of the clones nicknames like that too?

dad!pantalone brainrot v (ft. il dottore).

summary. a general expansion on what il dottore's relationship with pantalone's child is like.

trigger & content warnings. dottore clones being... dottore clones. idk. they're insane. implied human experimentation.

tropes, pairings, fic length, & other notes. fluff. il dottore (and his clones) & pantalone's child!reader. 0.5k words. they/them pronouns for reader. prev | next

author's thoughts. you know, every time i see anyone like anything from the dad!pantalone series, i'm like... wow??? i wrote that a while ago and people still find it enjoyable..... anyway getting an ask related to it made me all giddy!!!!!! so of course i responded asap. also me, i do that, i call that dottore clone boattore LMAO i also call him psi, but i like boattore better. it's silly and goofy. also god i welcome asks related to this series with open arms! i love talking about it. i think i should make a tag for it tbh... initially, i wasn't going to, because i didn't plan on expanding upon it, but it's still popular with tumblr users, so... yeah. i'll probably make a tag for it.

il dottore's relationship with [name] is... complicated. it varies from clone to clone.

first off, to answer your question—yes! [name] absolutely has their own silly nicknames for the clones, mainly because they take pleasure in knowing how much it annoys them. the clones can't really do much of anything about it, either. they all just have to tolerate [name]'s antics, because... well. pantalone handles all of the fatui's finances, you know? they can't exactly tell his kid to stop being an annoying little brat, lest they decide to complain to the regrator about the clones' behavior. they wouldn't. they're mature enough not to complain to their father about things like that (for the most part, anyway).

some of the clones find [name]'s nicknames kind of funny... but most of the dottores find it annoying. it sucks to be them, because [name] finds their annoyance very funny.

it's a trait they got from their father, really, because he also finds amusement in the doctor's agitation, but he's more partial to prime dottore's agitation. his kid finds it funnier to annoy the younger segments.

as i've mentioned before, dottore prime is one of [name]'s tutors. he's also the only one that has any kind of authority over them, but only within their tutoring hours. after that? they're free to agitate him all they want, however... they once discovered that some of their work had become inexplicably more difficult after they messed with him outside of tutoring hours. when they asked about it, dottore had told them that if they had the time to be a nuisance to him, then they must have had the time to study harder as well, surely? what else would they be doing with all of that freetime? surely being a sheer and utter brat to him didn't take up all of that freetime? he only had to do increase the rigor of their work one single time for them to get the message. they don't bother him anymore.

(if someone decides to address their sudden politeness towards prime dottore, as their father did once, they get very flustered and annoyed, quickly changing the conversation to another subject. they hate to admit that the doctor in his prime has ultimately won... at least they can freely bother his segments without suffering the same humiliating defeat.)

on the other end of the scale, there's webttore. webtoon dottore—i call him beta, personally. the goofy segment with no fashion sense. yeah, that one. he's always about three seconds away from tearing their throat out. their smug aura mocks him. now, funnily enough, if anyone else so much as indicates that they're having violent thoughts towards [name]? he doesn't take that well. he's sort of like a brother to them; he's someone they're always at odds with but he's also someone who would not hesitate to tear apart anyone who threatens [name]'s safety. he always needs new test subjects! he'd rather die than so much as imply that he has any kind of attachment to them, though. it's an interesting dynamic, to say the least.

oh, and might i add...

[name] wouldn't take primettore's decision to destroy all the other clones too well.

just saying.

please consider reblogging, it helps me out quite a lot!

#aphelion brainrots 🌸 #favoniuslibrary #astronetwrk #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #platonic genshin x reader #platonic genshin impact x reader #platonic genshin impact #il dottore x reader #dottore x reader #fatui harbingers x reader #platonic fatui harbingers x reader

[kamiversee]

KAMI I'M LOSIGN MY MIND HELP HELP HELP HELP HELP HELP HELP HELP HELP

oh my god. this is already better than i imagined. i'm quakin in my boots rn. i had to take SO MANY BREAKS while reading this to just calm myself down omfg KAMIIIIII

ALSO THE PHONE CALL???? I WAS SHITTING MYSELFFFFFF PLS THIS WAS SUCH A PERFECT SET UP! but wait, did Choso just assume that since Satoru called us out of the blue, that we slept with him before? or is this hinting towards Choso possibly knowing about the list and who's on it? omfg my brain is everywhere lmao i'm prob overthinking it

also the interactions they've been having since Gojo got in the house had me melting omfg. the constant back-and-forth? the piggybacking off of each other's comments? THE TAG TEAMING. THEY BETTER TAG TEAM US FOR THE NEXT TWO PARTS AAAAAA KAMI PLEEEEEEAAAAAAASE

my nosey ass wants to know wtf they were talking about when Choso locked the door on us 😭😭😭 like i know that it was most probably Choso giving Gojo his address and really confirming that he wants this BUT STILL. lowkey i feel like the sexual tension between Choso and Gojo is THICK here. i need more of it 😭

“Is it any more wrong than the things I’ve had you do before?” He whispers lowly to you, low enough for Choso to miss what he uttered.

I'M LOSING ITTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! idc if this is noncanon, i'm using this What If as my closure for TFL IDC IDC OMG

🐶nonnie was right we need that poly ending expeditiously 😭😭😭😭😭😭 i've gone full delulu omfg Kami you fucking broke me

the way Choso's so sassy and chatty omfg HELPPPPPPPPP THE WAY I FEEL LIKE HE'D BE SUCH A BRAT AND "TEACH" GOJO HOW TO MAKE US SQUIRT JUST TO MESS WITH US AAAAAA I NEED THESE MEN SO FUCKING BAD

i have no idea how you have so much self control spacing out the parts like this. my instant gratification ass would have posted EVERYTHIIIIIING. what's the total word count of all 3 parts?

-☃️

Ugh ur messages always make me giggle & smile

In chapter 52 of TFL (or whichever is titled; The Resolve) the reader asks Choso abt Gojo & planned on getting info out of Cho abt the list (kinda like how she questioned Nanami previously) but she doesn’t get to ask him about that bc Choso quickly puts two and two together and asks her if Gojo is the guy who he’s been competing with all this time.

Their convo goes unanswered tho bc Choso says what he doesn’t know won’t hurt him but deep down, he knew— hence why in this whatif he asked if Gojo used to fuck her ^.^

ALSO, I’m thinkin of doing a lil side blurb for their phone call just cause. Plus, I don’t see Choso & Gojo interacting in the manga/anime or even in people’s fanfics tht often so this is very fun for me to do honestly (:

Annnywho, gladd you’re enjoying it so far! The word count for all three parts is… long. (I haven’t written the second or third part yet but my minimum is usually 3k so expect all three parts to be at least 9k words in total or so… maybe longer tho bc I have a writing problem😭)

#kamiversee!answers #k!ans: ☃️

[abyssmalice]

(oh god now im thinking about the minute differences in the 'verses' of my AU tonitoni, mainly her actual primary characterization vs her characterization in a duo-tartie verse.

tl;dr actual primary tonitoni characterization is much more heavily angsty and less cheerful than she lets on + a more grey harbingy tonitoni, a tonitoni in a duo-tartie verse has less angst to deal with and is actually genuinely cheerful at times i.e. a more lighthearted take on harbingy tonitoni.)

(both characterizations have her act as a moody troublemaker to hide her traumatized self. but the actual instigating traumas differ between the two -

the former has her brother die in front of her, then she dies herself, has to deal with being resurrected and not seeing her brother have the same opportunity, dealing with grief and mourning, and then there's the whole mess with dottore once she leaves the abyss and the consequent separation from her family.

the latter, on the other hand, has her brother still alive - she's separated from him for some time, and she still ends up dying and being revived, but he's ultimately fine and they leave the abyss together. what comes after is per muse, but that's the primary difference.

which thus changes the trauma that toni has and how she behaves as such. the latter results in her having massive anxiety, especially in regards to being separated and the wellbeing of her loved ones. she undoubtedly has nightmares about how she died. but—partly as a coping mechanism—she's mentally rewired to focus her nervous energies on others over herself, and any internal conflicts she really has has to deal with those others and her relationships with them. she also acts like a brat with some actual genuineness, bc she still has her big brother to spoil her lmao

meanwhile, in her primary complete-conga-train-of-horribleness verse - mentally and emotionally speaking, she has been through the utter wringer. she doesn't just have the anxiety and ptsd of the other verse, she also has serious depression and survivor's guilt. her true self is like a doll—she has no interests or inclinations or opinions, and the only real feeling or desire she seems to harbor is to be with her family and wishing her brother was alive. not even because she, herself, truly wants to, but because she feels like she has to make amends, and in regards to her family, feels like she's already troubled them enough with grief and loss; she can't add to their misery by being away, so she wants to go home and keep the number of not-there children to just one (ajax). there's just a very, very deepset resignation inside her, really.

but if she were to act like that, it would not only be very non-functional of her on a day to day basis, but it's just too vulnerable - so she puts up the strict act of a complete menace. as such, her childish behavior is a mix of 1) exaggeratedly acting like how she thinks she should to avoid deeper prying 2) some measure of resentment, that she can't have a real childhood (also present in a duo-tartie verse) 3) actual child behavior bc her mind is still half-stuck at age seven, when everything went to shit.

additional factors to their characterizations include -

her AU involves her becoming a harbinger under less than ideal circumstances - it's a difficult choice she's had to weigh, contributing to the beginning of a grey moral worldview and added to the strain of the mental and emotional traumas she's faced. in a duo-tartie verse though, the decision would be more (but not completely, bc its toni) voluntary, meaning the decision had a very minimal impact on her comparatively.

her AU also involves being experimented on and basically treated as less than human for a few years as a child - that definitely had a heavy impact on her, to say the least, contributing to a cynical viewpoint. but this event likely wouldn't occur in a duo-tartie verse by virtue of a protective big brother being around. and even if it did, i suspect it wouldn't be as severe as the "original".)

#headcanons | (without love it cannot be seen); #saved | (another memory for you); #(once im bck from my hiatus proper id love to dig my fingers back into primary characterization toni.....) #(like gremlin toni with her sidekick big brother is fun and all but. cracks my knuckles. Angst) #(also gremlin toni can sitll happen with the former just with extra layers to it wwww)

[ahundredtimesover]

I will try again 😭 this evil site cockblocking me from sending me asks😭

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Excuse me.. You put breast play as font size 16 and angst and crying as font size 6 and then you expect us to be okay with it???? MIMI THIS IS A SLOWBURN HAVE YOU FORGOTTEN??? YOU CANT JUST EAT YOUR WORDS LIKE TUMBLR ATR MY ASK AND LMAO AT SEEING US GO BANANAS 😭

Can I just start with the great because that's what you did... Loaded us up on sugar and spice and all things nice before DROPPING THAT ON US🗡️🗡️🗡️

HELLO THIS IS ALL OF US 😂😂😂😂😂😂 BOY REALLY STARTED EXPOSING SHIT AND HONESTLY NOT ALLOWED..PLEASE HAVE HIM TRIPLE WRAPPED AT ALL TIMES NOT EVEN A SLIVER OF SKIN IS ALLOWED TO BE ON DISPLAY 😭 have you seen today's memories of 21 clip where he's buttoning up his shirt😭 that's just hurtful how can someone be so delectable (me sobbing as I see hazy abs in 144p)

THIS WAS SO FEMDOM I AM STRUGGLING TO COME UP FOR AIR I AM DROWNING THIS WAS HOT. a little come hither motion would have just completed this scene for me.. I like how he's a CEO but he's so babie????????? Like excuse me???? Lowkey glad he ain't a brat tamer yet because CANNOT SURVIVE WILL NOT TALK TO YOU IF THAT HAPPENS (PLEASE LET IT HAPPEN)

STFU MIMI I WRITE SLOWBURN SO PERISH WHAT THE FUCK MIMI DO YOU AND JIN NOT HAVE REGARDS FOR MY SANITY MY WELLBEING MY MENTAL HEALTH MY CROPS WHICH I WILL WATER WITH MY TEARS?????

I'm sorry this. I lost my shit at this scene nahhh man nahhhh not the stroking of Jinzilla nahhhh this was a fever dream it didn't happen this was single handedly the hottest thing ever I am destroyed. Mimi this scene railed me publicly I am that destroyed.

I would too word vomit if I had a dick that glorious in me.

Now I'm not including the ss from thr angst session because I personally feel she over reacted. That was my first thought like girl are you mad??? It is not a big deal and then i read the last line.. OUR MISSUS IS IN LOVE TOO AND SHE IS NOT LABELLING HER EMOTIONS BCZ WHAT IF SOMETHING HAPPENS IN THE HEAT OF HORMONAL SAMBA AND GETS RUINED LIKE GIRL??? I get you.. That was not over reaction that was utter betrayal because husband may be stringing both you and girl toy around for all you know and it's so dangerous to know that this man has all the resources ( he's fucking fictitious but people like these exist) and he could well be spending time apart and not be in Japan Esp when he comes home right after you say you miss him like he could be next door for you all you know but there comes the knowledge that did she not read him at all? Did she really think he would be capable of betraying her and lying to her?

Lying is something unforgivable and JIN has been doing this for a while with the family and Seri so yes it's understandable from that perspective but i wish she would hear him out..

This scene is the exact parallel from PLM when he accuses her for having sex with him to get pregnant and maryr him to trap him.. This is like an equivalent to that scene.

Honestly.. Chapter 8 was literally a whole roller coaster.. Like how day changes into night. It changed that fast. From making out and thriving living smiling being hydrated and staying in each other's laps to yelling a broken I love you and insinuating god knows what...

I'm not excited for chapter 9 bcz I think you planned more cry fest and people hating jin from OCs side... And i can't deal with anyone hating Jin.. He's my idiot.. Yoongi will also hate him that's a... That's a serious offence 😭

Prayers for this ask to be delivered.

Responding to this before chapter 9 drops and doing an evil laugh at your worries hihi BUT OK MAAM thank you for making me laugh 🤣🤣 srsly this whole ask is my favorite thing bc yes, Jin exposing his body has been such an inspiration (dude that clip of his shoulders pls let us all suffer) so that smut scene where he’s both a babie and a king knowing he looks hot, yes pls 🥵

And yes, the PLM scene! I think with arranged marriages (with how I write them), there’s still that sliver of distrust that comes out when things get hard. The accusations hurt, yes, but sometimes, in the heat of the moment, people assume and say things that they regret. Looking forward to what you’ll think of the aftermath of the argument! And again, thank you for always dropping by 🥰🥰

#mimianswers #re:tlods

[babymilkawa]

random boyfriend headcanons no. 2 with:

bakugou katsuki

gn!reader :)

no. 1

Bakugou rubs his head on ur neck because ur warm and he wants you to pet his hair

sometimes if you’re chilling and sitting face to face, he’ll ✨softly✨ slam his forehead with yours and u guys have a glaring contest

u lose obviously

but he’s there for that cute scrunch u do that’s meant to be intimidating

if he wants you to pet his hair he’ll even nudge your shoulder with his head so you can get the frigging hint 😤

at this point I should just do cat!bakugou hcs amiright

and whenever you yawn, he’ll put his finger in between your teeth and maybe get a little excited when you bite them 👀

bakugou loves anything squishy

and if it’s part of you? even better

he’ll just rub his face on them

give them vacuum kisses

by now, he’s used to the fact that your mere presence can have his heart doing jumping jacks

he’s given up on trying to deny it

that doesn’t mean that he won’t do the same to you

man will find ANYTHing to get you flustered or annoyed

not straight up pissed tho, that’s somewhere he doesn’t wanna go

if he does manage to piss you off, unintentionally, his lower lip will droop down to his feet I swear

if you’re passing by each other at the hallway, he’ll just whoop, pick you up by the waist, turn you so that you’re going the same direction as he is and drag you to wherever he’s going

your body is like this straight stick when he does that it’s hilarious

whichever hand you write with, he’ll sit on that side of you and go nudge

your pencil, flying across the page

he gives you forehead flicks period

just a “dumbass” flick

if you do that to him, he’ll scoff like he can’t even feel it but when he thinks you’re not looking, frantically rubs that spot on his forehead LmaO

dammit why do they flick so hard

on lazy Sunday mornings, he’ll cling on to you unless he’s got work to do

if he has to get up before you, he’ll just sit at your desk and watch you

asks you to go the hell back to sleep if you wake up early on a relax day

he’s soft during the night ok

will look at you straight in the face in the dim glow of your lamp and just caress your cheek

he has so much to say but he doesn’t know where to start

he wants to tell you that looking into your eyes makes him fall deeper into his love pit

he wants to tell you that kissing you feels like he’s tasting heaven

that holding and touching you makes him want to put a ring on that finger

he wants to keep you, he wants it all

but he’s bad with words and doesn’t want to mess anything up

instead he speaks with his eyes and his actions

you seem understand exactly what he’s feeling and you feel the same way too

except you tell him exactly that

that you can’t believe he’s yours, that you don’t want to imagine a life without him 

the emotion swimming in his eyes don’t change but his thumb stroking your cheek, falters, clearly flustered from your words

presses his forehead to yours and nudges your nose with his

your limbs are tangled together and bakugou’s heart is just at its limit when you plant the softest kiss on his lips

it bursts

you can practically see red hearts bouncing off his body and flying around your room

pulling you back to his lips, he tries to cover the heat in his cheeks but you can feel them against your own

yikes did not mean for this to be a Drabble for how much he loves you 

anywaysss, bakugou sneaks money into your wallet huehue

if you’re going out with friends, he’ll put some extra cash in there, or slip in a small plastic water bottle

he also carries your bag for you, no buts

I don’t understand why some men are uncomfortable with this

if you’ve been out for a while and you’re feet are tired, he’ll offer a piggy back ride

but only cos “u won’t stop whining abt ur feet”

will complain about you being heavy, receiving a wack on his head

but he’ll also massage your cute ass feet when you’re home

maybe even kiss your toes a little

when you’re eating together, he’ll fill up your plate first with the food u like

maybe stuff it a little too full to hear you complain and pass it back to him

..only for him to sneak it in there when ur not looking

whenever you start reading/watching sthing he’s already seen/read, he’ll PRETEND to spoil sthing for you

like he’ll say that a specific character died or sthing but they didn’t and u, thinking that he’s telling the truth, start ur stages of grief and he’s like “tch just watch, brat”

so you’re mentally preparing yourself for the death of that character and you’re complaining abt getting attached to them but once you finish it, it never happens

“HAAa??” you look at him instantly and he’s there snickering his ass off

he’ll never really spoil it tho, he just loves to see your reaction

at this point, just don’t tell him you’ve started sthing

even then he’ll find out, I mean he won't purposely snoop around, it’s just cos u suck at hiding things babe

n ur trying to cover his mouth with ur hands before he can utter a single word

he wants you to tuck him to sleep

but it doesn’t happen very often because a. he won’t verbally say he wants it and b. it only happens when you’re not sleeping together bc he’ll just pull you into his arms if u do 

but he almost never does it to you unless you need sleep more than he does or you won’t stop your whining

he just looves to have ur face be the last thing he sees and to have ur comforting hands tuck the blanket all snug around him

and oh my god the finishing touch is having you kiss his forehead

man goes over the moooon

will take candid pics of u

like he’ll grumble if you pull him in for a selfie but he’ll be that person who shows the corner of his face and you behind him lolol

you’re not looking at the camera in any of them but he still thinks u look stunning

ur side pROFILE UGH

has that photo widget for iPhones where you can put a picture on ur home screen and it changes every day

yea he does that

with his album for photos of u

yk sometimes bakugou just randomly slumps on you

like you could be standing and on ur phone answering a text rq when he just puts almost all his weight on you, almost

obviously enough to startle you but not enough for the both of you to fall

then ur forced to wrap ur arms around him and he can snuggle in ur neck mmm

a/n: wow I've had this in my drafts for a while and I’ve just been adding on to it lolol

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[jean-kayak]

Where’s Your Holiday Spirit?

Summary: You’re at an office party, and the person you hate the most is also at the party

Pairing: Keishin Ukai x black!fem!reader

Warnings: (smut 18+!!), oral sex (f. receiving), unprotected sex, ass slapping, mild daddy kink, spitting, public sex??? (there’s a chance at getting caught)

Word Count: 2,331

A/N: LMAO, I just wanted an excuse to write smut, but also I am a slut for Ukai, so here’s Day 5!

All characters are 18+!!

Another year, another stupid Christmas work party. Ukai despises these things, but he goes anyway to be on the good side of his boss, but if that wasn't the case, he would stay his ass home.

"Fix that sour face, Keishin, you're scaring people." And that is another reason he hates these parties. You.

"I hate Christmas work parties," he grumbles, and you chuckle softly.

"Yes, I'm very aware of that. That's all your face is saying right now." He feels his blood boiling the more you talk to him. Both of you are competing for the same position, and your animosity matches his. You hate him just as much as he hates you.

"Can I help you?" he spits, and he turns to you, and damn he hates how hot you look right now. The red dress you're wearing should be illegal because of how short it is, and how it tightly hugs your curves.

"Oh, don't be a sourpuss. C'mon, where's your holiday spirit?"

"At home, where I would rather be," he utters aggressively, making you laugh as you look around at the office party unfolding in front of you.

"Well, you could just go home, you know. We both know I deserve that promotion more than you do," you insist, making Keishin roll his eyes.

"Like you're not already kissing the boss' ass," he says firmly, making you chuckle again. A tray of champagne finally floats towards Keishin, and he knows he needs alcohol if he's gonna have to make it through another second talking to you.

Just as he's about to bring it to his mouth when you grab it out of his hand, taking a swig before giving him a satisfied smirk. You watch as his jaw clenches in anger and annoyance, giving him the glass of champagne back as you start to walk off.

"Well, I'll let you get back to your sulking. Have fun." You saunter away, wiggling your fingers at him before turning your attention to one of your other co-workers, and Keishin does not watch your backside as you walk away.

^^^

You're walking down the hallway towards the break room to get some more eggnog, when you feel someone yank into an office, the door closing behind you. You whirl around to see Ukai standing with his back leaning against the door, his arms crossed as he stares at you.

"Keishin, what the hell--" You're cut off by Ukai stepping closer to you and smashing his lips down on yours. You're soon kissing him back, and you feel him guiding you across the room until you feel your legs hit something.

You break away from the kiss, realizing you're in your boss' office, and your legs are against her desk. "Keishin, not in here, are you crazy?" He responds with a smug grin.

"So, you do wanna fuck?" he questions playfully, and you roll your eyes.

"Of course, I don't." You're lying straight through your teeth, but you hope he doesn't pick up on it.

He chuckles softly. "Fine, if you don't want this, I'll walk right out of here and pretend nothing happened." He lifts his hands from your waist, instantly missing the feeling of his hands on you, and as he starts to back away, your body moves before your brain, your grip on his shoulders tightening.

He tilts his head at your action, and you clench your jaw as you feel your resolve breaking. As much as you hate this man, your body refuses to listen to your head. "Having second thoughts, princess?" he jabs, and you take a deep breath, the remnants of your resolve leaving your body.

"Nobody can know, alright?" you demand, and you fight back a sigh when he rests his hands on your waist again.

"Come on, you know I don't kiss and tell." You both move forward, your lips meeting in the middle, your body going limp as he pulls you flush against him. He pushes the bottom of your dress up, his hands cupping your ass instantly as his mouth moves to your neck, and you easily give him more access. "You wore this dress on purpose, didn't you? You wanted to see if it would get a rise out of me, didn't you?"

"Maybe," you admit, hating how breathless you already sound. "It clearly worked though," you say, sounding smug. He smacks your ass, the sound so loud you're sure someone walking by would hear it.

"Fuck yeah, it did. This whole party, I've wanted nothing more than to bend you over in front of everyone and fuck you stupid."

"Fuck, Kei," you mewl, feeling your panties already soaked just from his words. He pulls the straps of your dress down your shoulders before pulling your dress past your tits.

He lifts his head, meeting your eyes, his lips shiny with his saliva, and he lightly taps your chin. "Open up, baby." You comply, and he leans over you, and you watch a glob of spit fall from his mouth onto your awaiting tongue. "Now, stay just like that, and it better be there when I come back up."

His words are confusing, but you listen, watching as he moves down, and you jump slightly when you feel him on your chest, and you almost close your mouth, but you quickly stop yourself. He's pinching, biting, and pulling at your nipples, and you feel your knees wobble a little.

He starts kissing down your torso, feeling his kisses burning on your skin through your dress. Your hands are in his air when he plants a kiss on your clothes core, and he checks to see if you're still complying with his words before pulling your panties down your legs, groaning when he sees how soaked you are.

"Now, this pussy doesn't look like it belongs to someone who hates me," he comments, and you roll your eyes.

"It does," your words obscured by your tongue.

You hear him chuckle softly as he grips the inside of your thighs, nudging your legs further apart before moving his hands to grips the outside of them. "But it also looks like a pussy that belongs to me."

You go to make a sound of protest, but it turns into a moan when he suddenly licks a thick stripe through your folds. Your thighs subconsciously clamp together when he pokes his tongue at your clit through your folds, and he puts his hands back on the inside of your thighs to keep your legs open.

You want to stifle your moans as they get louder the more fervor he puts into his actions, but you don't close your mouth, remembering his words. Your grip on his hair becomes tighter, and the harder you pull on it, the louder it makes him groan.

You try to pull him away from you when you feel your orgasm approaching, but he doesn't budge, alternating from circling your clit with the pink muscle to using it to stretch out your hole. The sounds he's making are vibrating against your core which only brings you closer to your release.

"Kei," you mumble like a warning, but that knot snaps, making you let out a silent scream, and Keishin stays between your legs, collecting as much as he can before rising to his feet as you slump against the desk.

He gives you a lazy smile when he sees that your mouth is still open, his spit sitting right where he left it, and you can't notice how hot he looks with the lower half of his face shining with your juices. "You can swallow, pretty girl," he tells you, and his smile gets even wider when you easily obey.

He grasps your chin with his thumb and index finger, his thumb rubbing softly against it as he brings his face close to yours. "You like listening to your Daddy, don't you?" he asks you smugly, his voice somehow deeper than before.

"Fuck," you gasp softly as you nod, feeling yourself getting turned on again from just his words.

"Why don't you turn around and bend over for me, princess?" and before you can answer, he's guiding you to turn around and bending you over the desk, and you think about how this is your boss' desk, and you're in her office, and it's having the opposite effect on you, making you even more turned on.

Why was her door unlocked? Or rather, how was Keishin able to get in? You're pulling from your thoughts when you feel his fingers toying with your hole. "You're still dripping for me, huh?"

You rock back against his fingers, the motion causing your nipples to rub against the desk, making you moan. "Please, Daddy, please I want it so bad," you beg, and you can see the satisfied smirk on his face as you hear his belt unbuckling and the zipper, and you feel your body start tingling in excitement.

"Guess you don't hate me that much since you're begging so easily," he says, and you can feel the tip of his cock pushing at your hole.

"Ha," you huff, "says that one who initiated this whole thing," you bite back, and you let out an involuntary whine when you feel him pull away, your body chasing after him, but he keeps a firm grip on your hips.

"Aww, you think you deserve my cock after talking back?" He gives your ass another slap, and you're pretty sure it was louder than the last one, but you don't give in just yet.

"Aww, but I thought you were the one who said you wanted to fuck me stupid?" you coo at him with a pout, and he doesn't respond, but the next thing you feel is being filled to the brim instantly, making you scream at the sudden intrusion.

He pulls you up by your hair, his hand wrapping around your neck, his mouth right up against your ear. "You wanna talk back to your Daddy now, huh?" he practically growls in your ear. "You wanna be an annoying little brat?" He thrusts into you, making you whimper as your head falls on his shoulder. "Annoying little brats don't get to cum, sweetheart. Whenever we're done, I'll walk right out of this room without you coming once. Is that what you want?"

You shake your head. "Please, I'm sorry, I want your cock so bad, I need it, Daddy," you plead, swallowing the rest of your pride. "I wanna cum, I'm sorry. Please fuck me."

He pushes you back against the desk, your body hot against the cool surface, and he gives you a particular thrust that has you seeing stars, and you cry out into the empty room. Your heart drops when you hear footsteps and voices from the other side of the door.

Ukai leans down near your ear. "And I didn't lock the door, so if anyone opens it, they'll see how you're taking my cock so well," he warns, and you clench around him, making him chuckle darkly. "So, you want to get caught? That's what gets you off, huh? Well if you scream loud enough again, I'm sure someone will hear you."

He starts moving, his pace brutal as he grips your shoulder for some extra leverage, and you're having a hard time muffling the sounds coming out of your mouth, but you're sure that the squelching noises coming from your soaked cunt are louder than you are.

When he hits your g-spot, you barely manage to muffle your moan, covering your head with your hands as you rest your forehead against the desk. You start rocking back matching with his thrusts as you feel the knot coming closer to snapping.

"Fuck, baby, you feel so good," he whines softly, lifting your leg onto the desk, which seems to make him go impossibly deeper, and you bite down your hand, face contorted in pleasure.

He manages to find your clit, and he starts rubbing hard, fast circles, making you arch your back as you feel your release coming. "You close baby?" he asks, and you nod quickly, too scared to use your words. "Fuck, me too."

He seems to pick up the pace, the desk starting to creak under the movement, and it's not long until that knot snaps, making you scream into your hand as your body tenses up, clenching around him.

He cums right after you, chasing your highs until you're whining at the overstimulation. He pulls out, and he watches as his cum starts to dribble out of your used hole, and he pushes it back in, making you jump.

He sits you up, turning you around, and he can't help the smug look that comes across his face when he sees how wrecked you are. You feel his seed seeping down your thighs, and he grabs some tissues, cleaning you up before throwing him in the trashcan.

"You can't throw that away in here!" you hiss, and he replies with a shrug as he tucks himself back into his pants.

"Why not? It's not like she's gonna know," he tells you nonchalantly, and you roll your eyes as you move to get dressed, finding your underwear a little ways away from the desk. You bend over to grab them, suddenly receiving a light smack that makes you glare at him.

You slide them up your legs and fixing your dress and your hair. "How do I look?"

"Like you just got fucked with the best dick you've ever had." You roll your eyes again before making your way towards the door, but Ukai stops you by grabbing your wrist.

"What are you doing?"

"What we're doing is going back to my place because there is a lot more 'holiday spirit' where that came from." He steps closer to you. "And you can be as loud as you want."

Christmas Event Masterlist!

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[carltonlassie]

For y’all in the Cobra Kai space!

“Living in the past” was a weapon Daniel used against the world to an almost perfect mastery. He wielded it with the grace that came when one upgraded from discount stores to Hermes and Birkin. He treaded the line between the amiable benefactor or the aloof millionaire, most of the time. He was respected and, for a while, well-remembered. Once upon a time, he believed he was above the invisible paths he came to California, with his mom and his piece of crap car. The past was a light, led by Mr. Miyagi, almost deified to a secular sainthood. He was Daniel LaRusso, All-Valley Tournament 1987 champion and one of the richest men in town.

But some weapons had a double-edge, and Daniel’s hands had the unseen scars to prove it. He lied to himself every day that he didn’t live in the past. He lied to himself thinking he wasn’t the scrappy kid from Jersey. He lied to himself that Cobra Kai’s insidious ways would never be a part of his life. But he felt it the moment he saw Johnny Lawrence walk through his dealer’s doors. He felt the past come, not as a shining beacon forward, but an unavoidable shadow underneath his feet. He remembered how good it felt to strike first, and strike hard. His heart, the poor feeble thing, relished the poisonous power that came with inflicting pain. He inflicted it many times, thinking it was the right, no, the moral thing to do. He remembered how good it felt to kick Johnny’s ass so many years ago, make him humble, make him feel as weak as Johnny once did. The shade had Johnny’s eyes, it always did. Angry eyes that found their mirror in his.

He lived in the past too, every day…trying his best to belong in the light, and shun the venomous penumbra that always felt a little closer every time the sun set.

- SP

Are you saying that Daniel lived a lie, deliberately trying to distance himself from his past, using his success and position in the community to hide the fact that he is living in the past? I’m just trying to understand 😂 I read it like three times and maybe my brain is too fried to get your point

Couple of things tho—I do feel that Daniel still remembers his old times fondly, especially if you consider the scenes with his mom, or based on how he tells Amanda/his family of the Tales™

I also do feel that he’s not lying to himself and making himself forget about the past. Maybe more like... he was fine with leaving the past be, because he had better things to focus his energy on like his family and his dealership. I mean, he’s not ashamed of his past: he likes telling everyone he’s from jersey (ayyy) and even fist bumps Sam saying “Jersey Tough” like the nerd he is gjfjfhf

He definitely had scars, maybe even wounds that didn’t heal right, just covered up and soothed for the moment so that he could move on with his life. Even seeing Johnny at the dealership wasn’t a big Triggering moment, because he was being amiable, trying to joke around, and showing him that he’s above all of it (maybe rubbing it in a liiiiittle bit too much lmao but that’s just the annoying lil brat he is). I don’t think he wanted to kick Johnny’s ass and make him feel like shit though.

The moment where everything snapped was when he saw the cobra kai sign. We joke that he woulda been fine if Johnny named his dojo Cool Dojo lmfaoooo I don’t think it’s necessarily Johnny, but the principle of cobra kai that emphasized utter destruction of the enemy (including perceived enemy when they’re actually not trying to be the enemy) that Daniel reacted to. Because he’s been the so-called “enemy” of cobra kai and two war vets for just being a kid lmao.

And yeah, “there has been a little cobra inside” him all along—I think we all do. It’s not something that’s been implanted into Daniel’s core being by cobra kai, but a shadow side of him that was brought out because of fear and imbalance. I mean, we all have moments where we snap because we were under a lot of stress, done something that’s not really us because maybe we thought it would solve our problems, thought maybe it would make us feel good.

This is the part where a lot of us are disappointed with s4 because Daniel wasn’t someone who enjoyed the thrill of striking hard and striking first. Daniel freaked the fuck out when his punch flew out before he could think in TKK3, and he quickly realized that it wasn’t him. It wasn’t right.

Now do we think that he’s repressed? Yes. Is the past trauma haunting him? Yes, rightfully so! Maybe he is lying to himself, but I don’t want to put it as “Daniel is living in the past but he’s deluded himself into thinking that he’s not”. Our past and unprocessed events influence us at the present moment, subconsciously, and we don’t have to live in the past to feel the effects of the past. I want to interpret it as him being afraid to crack open his past and truly process it so that he could heal and move on.

Maybe we’re saying the same thing idk ghfhfh

#anyways I rambled on too much lmao #long post #cobra kai #asks

[capriccio-con-espressione]

Hotspot Pt.1

Genre: Smut 

Word Count: 1331

Warning: Sub!Yangyang, Dom!Reader, Femdom, Degradation, Profanity, Public humiliation, Edging, Orgasm denial, Spanking, Yangyang's lame Earth sandwich joke

A/N: 

1. Yangyang’s name (揚) has the same pronunciation as “lamb/sheep” (羊) in Mandarin, so y’all would see the word-fuck (X) word-play (O) on this often throughout the fic

2. Been planning to re-upload this fic from my old deleted acc but wanted to extend it and make some changes, yet was clueless before, but then I eventually got inspired, so I decided to release it as part one of something bigger, thanks to this anon for providing me with ideas for part two, and thanks to @wildernessuntothemselves​ for forcing (X) suggesting (O) me to collect the XiaoHenYang aka her TMTM trio

3. It’s almost Xiaojun’s birthday yet I posted Yangyang content, I’m sorry my lovely prince. Anyone who’s thirsty for him can read my month-old upload here

   “Goddamn-f-fuck, please!” Yangyang swears in utter desperation as you suddenly withdraw your hand from his cock, denying his first orgasm. He shifts in the chair in an attempt to grab you, but futile since his hands are tied behind it, as he’s kneeling on the seat facing backward with his ass pushed out, while his legs are forced open wide since both his thighs are secured to the armrests of the chair as well, rendering him into a compromising position.

  “Brats like you don’t deserve to cum.” You state icily before thrashing his sensitive rear with the paddle. "You never want to miss a chance to annoy me with all that endless fussing, don't you?"

  "I don't deserve this punishment with just that Earth sandwich joke...ahh stopppp…" 

  "That lame joke is not the point, you brat." You hiss, tugging his hair, as Yangyang's hard-on jolts at the sudden sensation of pain. "Remember how awfully much you snickered about making a sandwich with my pussy around your dick hmm? Giving me that stupid devilish grin whenever you have one for meals? Even shamelessly bragging about it in front of other members to embarrass the hell out of me? You are just a pathetic horny little lamb…"

  "C-c'mon, it's not that b-bad when you actually like my teasing..." Yangyang gasps in between your relentless spanks in arousal, as you can tell that his second orgasm is nearing.

  "Oh? How you like this sandwich with my hand then?" You smirk as you wrap your hand around his cock again, fingers irregular dancing on the tip yet not pumping him.

  "Ahh-L-like it! Just let me cum goddamn it!" Yangyang's whole body tenses up and curls up as he can't handle the teasing anymore.

  "That's not how you ask for things, bad little lamb." You chastise while giving a slap on his angry red cock, earning a yelp from him.

  “...P-please Mistress let me cum…” Yangyang begs, his proud form finally breaking down.

  “Good try, but not quite.” You smirk, before resuming his spanking again.

  “Ahhh Mistress I’ll be a good little lamb for you...now p-please let me cum…” Yangyang’s voice falters at the denial of his second orgasm.

  “That’s my cute little lamb…” You praise as you peck his now teary cheek, before finally granting him release with your hand, as he lets out a loud moan upon climaxing. 

  “Now you know you shouldn’t be bragging about sandwiches too often.” You embrace Yangyang in your arm while soothing his red flesh with the other, calming the sobbing boy down.

  “You should be more kind to me since you already sin too much torturing me…” Yangyang gazes into you as he forms a cheeky pout, the way how he quickly returns to his usual mischievous self surprising you a little.

  "I am already showing you enough kindness by letting you cum without much teasing." You sneer as you wipe the white tendrils off Yangyang’s gradually limping cock and your hand.

  "Without much teasing? Says someone who literally edged me twice, so fucking bossy." Yangyang retorts while letting out a sigh of relief as you untied his hands behind the chair.

  "I am sure you can take much more than that, usually I would edge you for hours until your bratty mouth can't talk back to me anymore." You imply your annoyance for his endless ripostes, since it's always difficult for your boyfriend to just be grateful for his orgasms instead of being cheeky.

  "Nah you are just sadistic as hell. You are just one cruel cougar who loves my suffering too much." Oblivious of your hint for him to behave, your boyfriend still continues his complaints, redressing himself while smirking at you.

  "Cheeky boys deserve to be disciplined with cruelty, and somehow you like it too much, and love to ask for more by being a nuisance, don't you, my little painslut?" You reply slyly, another punishment for this ungrateful boy beginning to form. 

  "Now that your butt cheeks are rosy hot spots…” You say thoughtfully as you rub his ass teasingly. “...I am gonna give you the taste of real embarrassing punishment. Now give me your phone."

  Yangyang reluctantly hands you his phone. "What for?"

  "Unlock it."

  "No!"

  "Just obey me you brat." You hiss while tugging his hair, forcing him to comply with a wince.

  "Don't worry, I am not gonna post something weird on social media." You reassure him while opening up settings on his phone. "But, everyone will know someone has been a slutty hotspot in heat while connecting to wifi…" You triumphantly smirk as you click "Save" after changing his SSID.

  "'Mistress’ Slutty Lil 🐑🐑'? Hell no that's embarrassing!!" He snatches back his phone in an attempt to undo your act of mischief.

  "Do not ever try to change it." You demand sternly, covering his screen with your palm. "If I catch you disobey me, you will get punished even harder. Understand, Mistress’ slutty little lamb?"

  "Alright…" Yangyang sighs and facepalms, already internally freaking out about how his members will react upon seeing this.

  You smirk in delight as you both leave your makeshift playroom, which is a storage room, to catch up on your normal lives. Yangyang returns to his members as you meet up with other staff to participate in a meeting discussing details of upcoming shootings for the next project.

  Yangyang slouches back to his room but gets caught up with Lucas before he can retreat behind the door.

  "Yo bro, care to explain this?" Lucas holds his screen in front of the younger's face, grinning so knowingly that Yangyang has to fight back every urge to punch him in the face.

  "See no evil." He weakly protests, hoping not to embarrass himself even further, and shuts the door in Lucas' face.

  Thinking he has escaped the ordeal, he doesn't realize how bad things can get until he opens up the WayV group chat. Hendery has posted a screenshot of all the WiFi SSIDs his phone detected and circled the obvious questionable one, and all the other members reacted with either stickers with laughing expressions or words like "Our naughty 🐑  has finally got the taste of his medicine!" or "Y/N'S REALLY MAD LMAO", all of their mockings make Yangyang wants to dig a hole and bury himself in it.

  Red with both embarrassment and resentment, he decides to defy you as his devilish side begins to awake. Since he's never the type to listen well to anyone, then why should he this time? Besides, he feels his body begins to heat up with a familiar tingle again as he thinks about all the pain and degrading words that will be inflicted on him after you find out about his rebel, as he brazenly invites more with more provocative and insolent remarks, then eventually feeling himself dissolving into ascending sting and humiliation that turn into euphoric pleasure soon afterwards…

  Licking his lips at the indecent thoughts, he alters the SSID and waits impatiently for your discovery.

  Ten minutes later, he receives a screenshot from you as well as an angered message from you. "'Mistress’ bossy af 👿'? You fucking brat."

  "Just telling the truth 🤷"

  "You are originally getting 20 paddles on your bare ass, now it's 40."

  "Shouldn't you focus on your meeting first?"

  "IDGAF now. Change it to 'Fuck Lil Slutty🐑  Pls😩' in under a minute or you're getting 80."

  80 spanks? Yangyang ponders. Tho being a painslut he is, he still needs to make sure that he can function normally tomorrow to avoid more unwanted attention. Sighing, he decides to give in to you and finally obeys.

  Sliding off nearly every notification from the uproar in his group chat for this even more humiliating SSID, he feels unexpectedly even more exhilarated at your praising messages that concludes with a specific time and place to meet up for the main course of punishment that he both somewhat fears but also craves.

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[bondsmagii]

Alright, maybe I’m remembering the first book wrong, but then why are there so many people who blame Eli for seemingly “betraying” cause when I first read the book I was actually surprised because I was expecting Eli to have done something awful to Victor something that justified Victors anger towards him and yet it was at that moment when I knew Victor was an unreliable narrator because it was Victor who had killed Eli’s girlfriend it was Victor who stabbed Eli after he had called the police, and I really don’t blame Eli for doing what he did, because who wouldn’t had called the police after finding our tour best friend had killed someone?

If you just discovered that your supposed best friend had killed your girlfriend and you have noticed him acting very weird and out of character lately and later he comes and tries to physical attack you, wouldn’t anyone had called the police after a situation like that? Specially a person (Eli) who has previously suffered from physical abuse at hands of his father?

Like I’ve seen far too many people claim that it was Eli who “betrayed” Victor and like, how? How can you blame Eli for calling the police after he heard his best fiend had killed someone, I’ve heard people say that Eli was the one who “betrayed” and that he “was the one who ruined his and Victor’s” friendship as if Eli hadn’t been the one to be worried sick about Victor’s well-being and as if Victor couldn’t had been hold accountable for murdering Angie and attempting to murder Eli after he reasonably called the police.

Why are people placing the blame on Eli for that? How is he accountable for what happened and for Victor’s actions?

I understand hating/disliking Eli because of his seemingly patronizing attitude or because of his religious fanaticism and/or because he jumped to conclusions about EOS after Victor was sent to jail, but why are people claiming he “betrayed” Victor?

Even since I first read the book that was the moment I realized Victor was an unreliable narrator, I was expecting Eli to have done something awful to Victor when it was Victor the one who had done something awful to Eli because he got jealous and wanted to get his attention and Victor getting send to jail was a direct consequence for his actions.

And I’m not blaming Victor for this because Eli already has tons of religious trauma and self-hate that he ended up projecting onto all the other EOS, yet Victor actions were what pushed Eli into thinking EOS were devils in disguise, so why are people blaming Eli for supposedly “ruining” or “bettering” Victor’s friendship when that’s not what happened at all.

Even in post that seemingly try to act neutral in terms of character favoritism, people always seem to place the blame on Eli for things that were out of his control and placing the blame on him for things that weren’t his fault , like I’ve seen people said things like “Eli was an asshole for betraying Victor” or “Victor shouldn’t have had asked for Angie’s help on becoming an Eo, but Eli shouldn’t have had called the police maybe he could have had talked things out with Victor”

And I’m like, so basically you are blaming Eli for Victor’s actions? Your are placing the blame on Eli for calling the police and not on Victor because he accidentally murder someone?

I’m not trying to make this into a competition, both characters have done awful things both characters are morally grey and shitty at times, both characters have a degree of fault for what happened, yet people seem to blame a character more than the other one and even put the blame on him for things that weren’t even his fault, there is such an obvious favoritism and I’m tired of seeing this.

I think the reason there has been a split of sides between the fandom in terms of characters is because some either are able to relate towards a character more or because the unreliable narrator makes the story side more towards a certain character yet the narrative is obvious biased because it’s told from Victor’s POV and I personally side more with Eli because the fandom just seemed so unfair to his character.

I understand hating him, disliking him and/or having a knee jerk reaction to his character due to his religious fanaticism who tend to put off many of the readers (this happened to me) yet so many tend to miss the point of his character, place all of the blame on him for what happened and I just happen to found him a far more interesting character than Victor that’s why

Why is there si much favoritism towards Victor? Even by people who claim to be neutral or unbiased towards them?

what I think people mean when they say that Eli betrayed Victor is that he told the police that Victor was an EO. there's obviously separate protocols in place for an ordinary criminal vs a criminal with what's essentially superpowers, and later on we find out that there's some pretty nasty human experimentation going on in regards to EOs, so I think people feel it's a shitty move for Eli to grass Victor's abilities up, basically. what I don't understand is the fact that Victor goes to normal person prison rather than EO jail, and he manages to convince everyone he's not an EO? I have no idea, but it's either confirmed or heavily implied that Eli told the police Victor was an EO. I mean, I can't really blame him considering what he was going through at the time, but you know. once people decide they don't like a character, they'll refuse to consider any other option but the most uncharitable one.

I also think there's an element of like, obviously the story is told primarily through Victor's point of view, so he's going to be telling it in a biased fashion. I think people don't pick up on this as much as they should and take him at face value, and they don't think critically about his reasoning for his dislike of Eli. Victor was actually a terrible friend who constantly tried to sabotage Eli and was always putting him down. when Eli came up with his thesis, Victor was annoyed that it was better than his and did everything he could to ridicule the prospect and make Eli second-guess it. when Eli persisted, and started getting good results and a solid theory, Victor immediately changed tactics and tried to become the centre of Eli's thesis -- if he couldn't stop Eli from getting all the glory, he was damn well going to shoulder his way in there and force Eli to share it. he did this by volunteering himself to try out the thesis, and then he obviously failed the first time. meanwhile Eli tried it and succeeded, and I think Victor sees that as a betrayal. he didn't want it to succeed, but if it did, he wanted it to be him. how dare Eli try it himself and have the audacity to become an EO first? the way Victor tells this story is obviously sympathetic to himself, and casts Eli as the spoiled kid who gets everything -- the grades, the friends, the results, the girl. through this narrative, we don't get to see the other side of things in a clear light: that Victor is nasty, spiteful, jealous, and is taking advantage of a young man from an abusive, cultish background who has never had a real friend before.

because people obviously like Victor more, they believe him at his word and before the plot even moves outside of the early college days, they're convinced Eli is a brat. the fact that Eli then gets what Victor wants before him, and then grasses him up to the police... yeah, it does look like a betrayal, but at that point Victor had murdered Eli's girlfriend in pursuit of his own selfish goals, you know? when Angie was laying there freshly dead, Victor wasn't concerned about her at all -- he called Eli to gloat. when Eli called the police, as you would if someone had just phoned you up and said "hey dude, I just killed a woman in cold blood", Victor escapes and returns to literally torture Eli, because... I don't even know. because he's mad that Eli called the police? because he's pissed at Eli for being Eli? I have no idea, but you don't just flip a one-eighty and start torturing your best friend unless you have a lot of beef with them you haven't been acknowledging, lmao. I cannot blame Eli for then assuming that EOs come back evil.

Eli isn't blameless, don't get me wrong. he went off the rails hardcore and he is responsible for his actions to a certain extent. but the truth of the matter is if Victor had been a better friend, Eli wouldn't have done any of that shit. if this is a cause-effect scenario, Victor is the cause and Eli the effect. Eli went bad, but Victor was an utter bastard from the beginning.

#vicious #long post #anon #asks

[derireo]

The way I SMILED at the nicknames from Autumn Troupe, especially at NYAM AND PUDDING T^T Im curious about the other troupes now, if it's okay;;

yes!! the nicknames i chose for juza are really cute– i rlly wish we could get sound clips of the va saying them tbh LOL. sry this one took a bit of time, i had difficult figuring out the other troupes,, for those who haven't seen it yet, here's autumn troupe's!

Spring, Summer, Winter Troupes: Pet Names

He doesn't understand how pet names work!

He'll probably just call you _______ Chan!

Okay, but fr lol,,. I don't really see him using pet names? The way he speaks is already affectionate as it is and he uses the Chan honorific a lot with you in a sweet manner. Maybe when he's older and feels more comfortable, he'll call you something like Babe!

Babe (public & private)

Baby ("")

My love ("")

It's cheesy, all of them, but he makes it work somehow??? There is just so much love in his voice when he calls you by any of these names, so much so that it even stuns the other members and people around him, haha. You know that heart animation when Izumi does the bare minimum? That's what he looks like when he calls for you.

Dude (public & private)

Babe ("")

Sweetheart {"")

Calls you by your name most of the time, says Dude when he's playing a video game or something– not that you mind too much. Is normally whining when he's using a pet name, but don't worry, he is very affectionate with them as well. Whenever he comes back from work, he mutters a soft, but tired: "I'm home, Sweetheart." and it's sho cute! 

Princess (public & private)

My love ("")

Sweetheart ("")

Truly, a prince. These pet names are all used very playfully, but serious at the same time. He's not shy to use them and he gets really confused when he sees how flustered you get after calling for you. He wishes you wouldn't though, he truly sees you as a princess!! He's really close to asking you to marry him!!!!!

Cutie (private)

Bun (private)

Tsuzuru does not like using pet names outside of private life. From what I remember from the story, he doesn't share a lot about himself with the others and even gets upset with Kazunari when he mentions something without his permission. Tsuzuru really likes you, no doubt, but he prefers to be all sweet and loving to you when nobody's looking. In a way, nicknames have become really special between you guys.

He'll pass out before he even gets a word in

I'm not even joking, he reads so much shoujo manga that he'd get super excited to be having this chance. He'd think of something super romantic to say as he like did a fucking kabedon on you lol but legit he'll black out before anything happens LMAOO

No nicknames for u LOL

He would barf if he was forced to call u something other than ur name. He'll probably just stick with 'idiot" and leave it at that; don't expect too much from Yuki 😔

Stubborn brat,,,,, He Will get really embarrassed if you ask him to call you something cute, and he'll relent, but seriously? He'll never do it again unless You Beg.

Cutie (public)

He gets flustered easily, he's not going to be able to call you anything else LMAO!!! He may act all cool but his game is Weak, so don't let his acting chops fool you, baby. Cutie is mostly used in a teasing manner, but he really means it. He thinks you are awfully cute, d'aw come here and let me give u a hug

Saan! (public & private)

Kaku! ("")

Literally just triangle, he's not too creative, but he likes the ring to it. He only uses these when he hasn't seen you the whole day and he spots you across the room or something. He'll call for you all of a sudden and it'll startle everyone who is within a 10-mile radius from him. (idk how far that reaches im canadian)

Beb (private)

Hon (strictly– no honey. public & private)

Beb is a sups affectionate nickname and it sounds so much better than 'babe' when it comes out of his mouth! He only uses it in private though because he thinks it's super adorable how you respond when he says it. Also, Honey is too long of a word (too many syllables) and Hon totally suits his style! It really goes BAM for him and that's wickedt

'Mello (public & private)

Floofs (private)

He likes soft things. 'Mello being the last part of marshmallow and Floofs because he Loves resting his head in your lap cause ur thighs go squish and then he go night night. Doesn't really see the point in nicknames tbh, but he gets really lazy calling your own name sometimes. + he thinks he embarrasses you when he calls you by your pet name.

Beloved (public & private)

Sweetheart ("")

Love ("")

He's got a lot to call you. He is a poet, but I am not so I can't give you anything better than this! It's romantic though isn't it, haha. You're his muse, so a lot of his poems are inspired by the daily things you two do together. Beloved is probably one of his favourite things to call you because it rolls off his tongue so nicely, he uses this nickname the most. Love and Sweetheart are used in whispers or when he wants only you to hear it when having a conversation in public.

Bud, probably (i hate him. public)

Sweetheart (when he's feeling like a bad bitch! private)

Baby (private)

I've got this love-hate thing with Tasuku, but don't worry, I don't actually hate him. Nicknames aren't really his thing, hence the Bud only being used in public. Baby is the nickname he uses when he is feeling very affectionate and loving, but Sweetheart is his greatest weapon of all. He uses it with his low voice, using that rumble from his chest as he holds you in his arms, his large hands trailing up your body. When Sweetheart is uttered, the lilt in his voice shows how amused he is by your trembling.

Petal (public & private)

Buttercup ("")

So sweet. What a sweet boy. Considering he loves flowers, I wouldn't put it past him to call you Petal or Buttercup. And he loves loves loves using them too! Petal is used when he's addressing you during a conversation or just wanting to catch your attention. Buttercup is mostly used when he's greeting you with a hello or goodbye! He even laughs sometimes when he uses your nicknames, but they make him feel all soft and fuzzy inside!

Little Bunny (private)

Pup (private)

Baby (public)

Honey/Hon (public)

He's got so much of these up his sleeve, you better prepare your funeral in advance because He's Not Paying lmao. He really likes the animal nicknames though, they're very cute and suit you quite well.... A little erotic though so he's sparse when he uses them lol. Baby and Honey sounds so nice coming from him, his voice is so decadent and slow and he smirks a little when he uses it on you!

#a3! #a3! act! addict! actors! #a3! imagines #a3! actor training game #sakuya sakuma #masumi usui #itaru chigasaki #citron a3! #tsuzuru minagi #tenma sumeragi #yuki rurikawa #muku sakisaka #misumi ikaruga #kazunari miyoshi #hisoka mikage #homare arisugawa #tasuku takato #azuma yukishiro #tsumugi tsukioka

[beetlebitchywitch]

hey uh could you do a smut fic where it’s incubus beej (idk if i spelled that right lmao) x bratty reader and they are just teasing him to gods end and no matter how many punishments he’s givin em’ they are still being a brat? (also btw i wanna let you know that oml your fics are a m a z i n g you really are a insanely talented writer!!)

YOU BET YOUR ASS I CAN!

Warning: lots of name calling, Daddy kink, punishment, rough sex, v mild blood kink, just an all around good time

    From the very beginning, Beetlejuice was drawn to you more than any other breather he’d gotten to feed him in the last century. Usually, the people that called on him were looking for a rush of excitement, longing for the forbidden touch of a demon in their otherwise meaningless, trivial lives. But they’d get bored of him too, eventually- in reality, they weren’t interested in a demon, in him...they just wanted something new, something to excite them. It could’ve been anything, so long as it wasn’t the same old same old. He just so happened to fit the bill. 

    And then you came along. You, who only met him through an accidental summoning after a ritual gone wrong. You, who seemed not to care one iota about him being an incubus, seemingly untempted by his otherworldly charm. You, whose utter indifference intrigued and excited him more than anything had in a long, long time. Screw anyone else- he knew he had to have you. He finally managed to earn himself a place in your bed after several infuriatingly long weeks of pining, flirting, and peak levels of seduction. You’d wanted him the entire time, of course, drawn in by his playful demeanor and the promises of pleasure unlike any you’d ever known, but you weren’t about to give in that easily, especially if he was inclined to give up after only a few days. If he wanted you, he’d have to be patient enough to fight for you... 

    ...And that tendency of yours to make him wait stayed with you well into your relationship.

    One weekend, he was away on Netherworld business, so you’d had to banish him for the time being. He’d cupped your cheek, dragging his clawed fingers lightly down your skin and promised you that when he was ready to return, you’d know. The thought sent a bolt of excitement down your spine, and you spent the next few days drunk with anticipation, wondering just how he planned on getting your attention. The longer he left you alone, however, the more mischievous you became, your plan of action slowly coming together over the several days you spent in your empty apartment. When the day finally came that he’d attempt to return, something in you just knew. You dressed with purpose, slowly rolling your favorite thigh high stockings up your legs and revelling in the silky feeling on your skin. Paired with a matching bra and panty set that highlighted the curves of your breasts and ass, you stood in front of the mirror, admiring your body and how your choice of lingerie highlighted its best features. You had to admit, you looked hot as hell, and you knew that Beetlejuice would think so too. 

    Speak of the devil and he shall appear, or so it seemed, since you suddenly felt a cold breeze sweep into your room, raising goosebumps on your exposed skin. From in the mirror, you could see a vague, shimmery outline of a figure standing behind you, seemingly staring directly at your ass. You turned around to face it, but couldn’t see him at all, so you turned back around and saw him even closer now, seemingly only visible through the mirror. You looked up towards his face, where his eyes would be if he were fully corporeal, and you smirked, lifting your hand to your bra strap and slowly sliding it down your shoulder. You shivered as your shoulder suddenly felt cold and you looked in the mirror to see his spectral, barely-visible hand stroking across your skin. You batted it away with a sly smile and slid your bra strap back up, winking at him as you decided to show him a little mercy.

    “Beetlejuice…” you sighed, smiling as you saw his figure grow more solid, finally revealing his face. His mouth moved rapidly, but you couldn’t hear a thing, and his eyes narrowed when he realized it. You shivered again, but not from the cold- this time it was from the angry crimson crawling through his hair, practically glowing in the reflection. Warmth pooled in the pit of your stomach at the thought of him, angry and impatient and completely at your mercy. You didn’t want to think about the consequences of your actions, not when he was there, only visible through a pane of glass and practically vibrating with his growing rage. You looked him in the eye as you slid to the ground, spreading your legs in front of the mirror to reveal the best part of your ensemble- your panties were crotchless, easily parting to reveal your pussy, dripping wet and aching from days without him. You could’ve sworn you heard a low growl rumble throughout the room and you grinned victoriously, letting your fingers trail teasingly up your exposed inner thigh. Beetlejuice’s eyes grew wide at the sight, his mouth stretched into a scowl at his own lack of physical form, his frustration growing ever more evident on his face. You chuckled, finally dipping your hand between your folds to collect your slick on the tips of your fingers. Looking back up, you saw Beetlejuice staring with rapt attention, his mouth agape as you lifted your fingers to your lips and sucked on them, moaning at the taste of yourself on your tongue. You felt the floor shake underneath you, but you thought nothing of it- he had no power over you until you said his name two more times. Still, you missed the sound of his voice, and, well...one more time wouldn’t hurt, would it?

    “B-Beetlejuice…” you moaned, your fingers coming down to circle your clit. You watched as he grew even more solid, so close to being real but still completely invisible anywhere but in the mirror. His touch was faint, but you could feel it, his claws dragging ever so slightly along the back of your neck.

    “Can you hear me now, snack?” he growled, trying and failing to wrap his hand around your throat. You let out a shaky chuckle and nodded as you continued to toy with your clit, feeling his ghostly fingers phase right through you.

    “Good, then you better listen the fuck up, shit for brains,” he snarled, growling as his attempts to choke the life out of you repeatedly failed. “If you don’t finish summoning me right the fuck now, you are gonna regret ever being born.”

    Oh, come on. He could do better than that, couldn’t he? Your smile remained firmly planted on your face, though you bit your lower lip as you sped your fingers up on your clit. A bolt of fear shot through you at the sight of his narrowed eyes flashing a brilliant crimson, but you held your ground, throwing your head back with a moan. 

    “Is that how it’s gonna be, you little brat?” he asked, cracking his knuckles as he glared down at you. “You do realize you’re gonna have to summon me eventually, right? Sometime soon, you’re gonna say my name, and when you do, ohohohoho, you have no idea what you are in for. I can’t wait to see you on your knees for me, bruised and bleeding and begging for something I might not even give you. You want this cock, feeder? Then you’re gonna have to be a good little girl for me and say. My. Name. Or did you get all dressed up just to tease me?”

    Fuck, his voice was starting to get to you. You rubbed yourself even harder, your lips parted around soft whimpers at the thought of what he planned on doing to you once you released him. He was right, something had to give eventually, and you knew well enough that it was going to be you. But still, you wanted to hear more from him, so you quickly slid two fingers inside yourself, whimpering as you drove them into your G spot. 

    “No, you want me to come out, don’t you? Tell you what, kitten. When I get outta here, I’m gonna have three fingers in your goddamn mouth to keep you quiet, and another three in your pussy to make you scream. And oh, if you think that pretty little ass of yours is getting out of this scot free, then you’ve got another fucking thing coming. I’m gonna whip you within an inch of your life, and then whip you some more- maybe you’ll catch a glimpse of the Netherworld before I shove my cock in you and fuck you up against the stupid God-forsaken mirror until you can’t walk straight for the next month-”

    “BEETLEJUICE!” you finally screamed, clenching around your fingers. Christ, his words were too much, his promises too delicious for you to ignore any longer, and you couldn’t stop yourself from screaming his name as you rapidly approached your orgasm. Before you could climb and surpass that peak, however, your newly corporeal incubus was gripping your wrist harshly, tearing it away from your pussy while his other hand wrapped securely around your throat from behind you.

    “Did I give you permission to cum, you little slut?” he growled into your ear, his eyes meeting yours in the mirror. You grinned at the feeling of his hand wrapped around your throat, though you whined as your pleasure slowly waned just shy of an orgasm. 

    “No,” you retorted playfully, winking at him slyly. He glared at you with a growl, tightening his grip on your throat, but your smile never faded. 

    “You still on this fucking bratty streak, feeder? Fine,” he snarled. He let go of your throat and you sucked in a grateful breath which quickly turned to a gasp as he fisted his hand in your hair and dragged you onto your hands and knees, your face directly in front of the mirror. You could feel anger radiating off of him like a warm heat as he stared you down, his eyes burning like hot coals as he pulled your panties down to expose your ass. “I better hear you count, slut.” 

    You braced yourself as his tail whistled through the air and landed on your ass, putting all your effort into not crying out as the pain blossomed on your skin. You looked him dead in the eye as you kept your mouth clamped shut, and after a moment, his nostrils flared and his eyes glowed a deep blood red. 

    “I said count,” he growled, whipping you three times in quick succession. This time, you couldn’t hold back a little yelp at the stinging pain, but you still kept your lips held firmly together. Fear bloomed in your belly as his fist tightened painfully in your hair, unbridled anger coursing through his entire body. “You better fucking count if you know what’s good for you, feeder.” 

    Clearly, you have no idea what’s good for you, because your first instinct caused you to stick out your chin, look him in the eye, and say “Make me.” In an instant, he was baring his teeth, tail swishing angrily across the floor, and you expected another several hits on your ass, but they never came. Instead, the hand in your hair was gone, and Beetlejuice was striding over to the bed, sitting on the edge seemingly as calm as could be. You looked over at him in confusion, sitting back up and wincing slightly at the pain from the welts on your ass. 

    “...Beej?”

    “Oh, I’m sorry. Is a little brat trying to get my attention?” he asked, looking around the room and not meeting your eyes at all. “Because if she is, she’s gonna have to learn how to behave. Maybe if she tells Daddy she’s sorry for being such a fucking brat, then he’ll give her what she wants.” 

    Christ. You knew you’d been had, and you resented it. You knew that you could keep it up, obstinately ignoring him and teasing him until he caved, but you had no doubt that he had a much stronger resolve than you. With a sigh, you crawled over to Beej’s feet, your head hung as you settled onto your knees.

    “I...I’m sorry, Daddy,” you murmured, folding your hands politely in your lap. Inside, your urge to defy him and to tease him was just as strong as it was before, but your urge to take his cock so deep inside of you that you couldn’t think straight was winning out. You heard him chuckle before feeling his fingers card through your hair.

    “That’s better, isn’t it?” he said victoriously, and when you looked up at him, he was smirking proudly, red intermingling with a dark magenta at the base of his hair. “Thank you for apologizing, snack. But still, you were so naughty, teasing me, disobeying me...I’d say a punishment is still in order, don’t you?” 

    Oh god. You suddenly felt icy cold fear spreading through your belly at the thought of what he’d have in store for you. Before you could blink, he was on his feet again, his hand grabbing a fistful of your hair and dragging you back to the mirror, your knees struggling to keep up as you yelped at the pain. He got you back into your original position, your face directly in front of the mirror and your ass presented to him, just waiting to be whipped.

    “Now let’s try this again, feeder. Count.” 

    This time, you cried out freely as his tail whipped across your ass, the stinging pain mingling with pleasure as it cracked against your skin. 

    “O-one…” 

    “Mm, good girl.” 

    It continued like this for another 25 lashes, each coming at inconsistent rates and speeds to keep you on your toes. And like a good, obedient little girl, you counted each one, no matter how loudly you screamed. 

    “T-twenty five!” you cried out, hot tears dripping down your cheeks as your sure this last strike broke skin on your bruised ass, which was confirmed as Beetlejuice dragged his tongue across the skin, moaning at the sweet taste of your blood. When you looked up at him through the mirror, you moaned at the sight of his lips stained red as he grinned at you. 

    “What a good little snack. Bet you’ve learned your lesson now, huh?” he asked, licking away the last of the taste of you from his lips. “Up on your knees, kitten.” 

    You obeyed him, crying out softly at the burning feeling of the multiple raised welts on your ass brushing the back of your legs as you knelt. Beetlejuice quickly undid his fly and pulled his cock from his pants, achingly hard from the sight of you bruised and bleeding because of him. He gripped your chin harshly, forcing your mouth open and pressing his thumb onto your tongue. 

    “Fucking gorgeous mouth,” he groaned, holding your mouth wide open with his hand until drool started to spill from the corner. “Beg for my fucking cock, slut.” He let go of your tongue, moving his hand to grip your hair. 

    “Beej...please, Daddy, I want your cock so badly,” you moaned, yelping when he yanked harder on your hair. 

    “Louder,” he demanded with a snarl. “The neighbors better fucking hear how much of a fucking slut you are for my cock.” 

    “Please!” you yelled, desperation bubbling up inside of you. “God, Daddy, wanna feel you cum down my throat, on my face, please put your fucking cock in my mou-”

    Your words were cut off by the cock you’d been begging for being shoved into your mouth, and you moaned gratefully as Beetlejuice held your head in place to fuck his cock down your throat. He set a fast pace, forcing himself into your mouth and groaning at the wet heat as it practically choked him. Tears ran down your cheeks as you gagged around him, but you kept the worst of your gag reflex in check and groaned at the feeling of the weight of his cock in your mouth. You trailed your hand downward, hoping to be able to touch yourself while Beej fucked your face, but you suddenly felt two invisible hands grab at your wrists and pull them roughly behind your back.

    “Don’t you fucking dare,” he growled, grunting as he continued to thrust into your mouth. “You don’t get to cum until my cock is in your fucking cunt, understand?”

    You nodded, your jaw beginning to ache from the stretch around the girth of his cock. How much longer would he make you wait? Just as the thought struck you, he pulled out, reaching out again to hold your mouth wide open. 

    “Mm, my gorgeous little whore,” he groaned. “Stick that tongue out for me.” 

    You obeyed, looking up to meet his gaze and shuddering at the pure hunger in his eyes. Finally, he let go, using the hand his hair to force you back onto your hands and knees, the invisible hands releasing you so you could rest on your elbows, your bruised ass once again presented for him. He stroked his clawed fingers over it and chuckled at the sound of you hissing from the pain. 

    “Looks like you stretched yourself out for me earlier, hmm?” he said, rubbing his thumb over your pussy just enough to make you moan. “Better hope so, because I’m aching to fuck that gorgeous cunt.”    With no further delay, he lined up at your entrance and began to slide inside. You gasped at the delicious stretch, looking at his smirking face in the mirror as he filled you. When his hips met your ass, you cried out at the pain and pleasure intermingling so beautifully. He laughed darkly, running his clawed hands down the expanse of your back. 

    “Fuck, you’re always so tight, feeder,” he moaned, quickly setting up a bruising pace. “Tell me how good it feels.” 

    “Hnn, Daddy, feels, oh fuck, feels so good,” you whimpered, grinding back against him as he thrusted deep inside of you. 

    “Yeah, I bet it fucking does, you little cockslut,” he growled, letting his hand fall roughly against the raised welts on your ass. You screamed, clenching around him as the pain momentarily overtook you before immediately mixing with pleasure as the head of his cock ground deliciously against your G spot. “That’s right, you take my fucking cock like a good little whore, Jesus Christ you’re so fucking hot.” 

    His words sent hot pulses of pleasure throughout your body along with the drag of his cock inside of you as he took you as hard as he possibly could. He dragged his claws down your back, scratching the large expanse of skin and moaning as little pinpricks of blood welled up on the service. You whimpered at the pain, but it felt so incredibly good that you wouldn’t complain in the slightest. He leaned down and slowly licked a trail up your back, groaning harshly at the intoxicating taste of your blood paired with your wet heat clenching around his cock as he fucked you. 

    “Daddy, please, I wanna cum so fucking bad,” you whined, reaching down to rub at your clit while he fucked you. He quickly slapped it away, replacing it with his own, and you moaned at the feeling of his rough fingers rubbing you so perfectly. “Fuck yes, just like that, ooh Daddy, please can I cum?” 

    He growled, rubbing your clit in little circles while he drove his cock into you as hard as he could, his thrusts growing erratic as he chased his own high. 

    “Fucking cum for me you little slut,” he growled into your ear. “Let Daddy feel you cum on his cock. Cum for me.”

    You felt it building, the pleasure of his cock pounding into you combined with his filthy words and his fingers on your clit dragged you over the edge and you screamed, squirting harder than you ever had before as you came. You could feel it dripping down your thighs and onto the carpet, but you didn’t care, you simply gave yourself over to it as each drive of his cock inside you made little bursts of liquid squirt out onto his cock and all over the floor. 

    “Oh fuck, that’s the stuff, sweetness, you give me that fucking cum,” he groaned, his thrusts growing even more erratic as the feeling of you squirting around him sent him even closer to the edge. “Fuck, you’re so fucking good, kitten, I’m gonna cum, gonna fill you up so good-FUCK!” And then he was cumming, spilling inside you with a shaky groan as he buried himself as deep as he could. Coming down from your orgasm, you moaned at the feeling of his cum inside of you, already dripping out and sliding down your thighs. After a few moments, he pulled out of you, groaning at the sight of a rush of cum spilling out of your pussy and falling to the floor. He pulled you up onto your knees and into his arms and you buried your face in his chest. 

    “Feelin’ alright, snack?” he asked softly, his fingers stroking soothingly over the scratches he’d made down your back. You nodded, snuggling even closer to him and smiling as he chuckled. “Looks like you are. How about I get the shower going and we’ll clean up, and then I’ll tell you all about how business went over dinner. Does that sound good?”

    You didn’t answer. When he looked down, he saw your breath had evened out, unconsciousness taking you over after the exhaustion of being dominated as hard as you were. With a good-natured laugh, he lifted you bridal style and carried you to the bed, resting back against the headboard and holding you against his chest. 

    Never a dull moment with you around.

I FUCKING KO’D MYSELF WITH THIS OK BYE

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YEA indus catching them and throwing yao out... go queen! keep your child away from bad influences (even if it fails and your child is a terrible influence himself) also OF COURSE aditya begins lying to continue hanging out with yao lmaoo though idk how much indus knows about this because parents have an uncanny ability to Sense lies Iike these... aditya i hope your plots are airtight! it'll only take one change in indus' schedule for your plans to be discovered otherwise! and then she will be SO MAD oh my god

nyo china's neighbours must hate her lmao.. their impression of her is like "woman who is never home and has a feral brat who hangs out with other feral brats" which is so bad for neighbourly harmony 😭 and YES she would like india! indchu are so similar.. together they're a bit loud but that's nothing that soundproof walls and headphones (that also muffle the noise of the destruction they cause) can't fix!

nyo china's first solution to anything is to chuck money at it lmao this is what happens when you a) are too lazy to convince people to bow to your will in any other way b) have too much money on your hands 😔

and YES your reason for why they like each other is spot on!! i think that out of all chinas (1p, 2p, nyos) nyo china is the worst parent because her morals are nonexistent AND she's the most checked out? like she's very focused on herself and her wants/needs and her inner world which doesn't bode well for child-rearing lmao.. so a hyperindependent brat who only needs money and a superlative education, both things she would want for herself and her children? perfect. they both get to have fun and do what they want, to the detriment of everyone around them. a functional dysfunctional family dynamic. but also can you imagine them at extended family reunions lmao like. yao is such a brat but aside from the utter lack of qualms and morals and respect he's literally a 别人家的孩子 can you imagine how jealous and angry all the aunties are going to get? also he's going to cause a giant scene and it's going to be gossip forever and ever but nyo china isn't going to care because he's still top of the class

also do you think that after a few years the teacher just gives up like the third year of parent teacher meetings there's just no more mention of behaviour like "yeah his grades have been consistently excellent and he won three spelling bees plus a regional art competition now get out of my sight both of you"

YEAH Indus would totally be someone who’s extra-sensitive to Child Lies lol. She quickly notices Aditya’s change of heart and almost thinks it’s sincere.... but there’s something rather fishy about it.... hmm....... she doesn’t have enough evidence to prove he’s lying, just little flashes of suspicious activity, but. when she finds out what he’s actually doing it’s going to be WILD (she seriously entertains the thought of writing a letter to his teacher asking them for advice on how to train this problematic streak out of him lol)

And fffff I would hate her too lol do they live in an apartment or house? Either way it’s chaos. I feel like nyo china has enough money to buy a separate house and stop annoying her neighbors, if only a little, but she doesn’t want to go to the trouble 😭 “there’s nothing wrong with the apartment! I might need to get a storage unit for all the things I collected on business trips though, but the apartment is fine for human beings!” and yeah moneybags lol just give gifts to your neighbors to appease them (she’s also very attentive to neighborhood gossip so she knows exactly what each of them like lol, plus she has the connections to get all of it). Problem solved. (bonus that she hands out fistfuls of red packets to the other kids at lunar new years, so all the kids like her even if their parents have a love-hate relationship with her lol)

I WILL DIE he is 100% a 别人家的孩子 (but also 90% of him is a 熊孩子) I hate him so much for that oh my god. UHGHGHHG everyone and their mother whispers about this smartass, rulebreaking, back-talking, “my way or the highway” kid, day in and day out, as well as his rather anti-social moneybag caretaker. He will be the talk of the town (or at least the very large extended family) for the rest of his school days and probably even after that. Think about how much all the other kids envy him 😭😭 their parents tell them they should follow Yao’s example, but when they point out that Yao is literally a feral delinquent the parents just say “you should follow his example in the things he’s a model at, not in things he does badly” sksksksk. And yeah they are a functionally dysfunctional family lol; they think they’re just vibing with each other but actually they’re causing the world to burn, they just don’t know it :)

Also that’s exactly what I was thinking lol. I don’t know if y’all switch teachers from grade to grade (at my school we did) or not but if not, 100% yes at the scenario you described. If Yao gets a new teacher each year, his previous teacher always makes sure to tell the new one not to even try reforming him lol. There’s a little note in his file that says “not worth the effort” and he becomes the most hated legend in the teacher’s break room. All the teachers sympathize with whoever has him this year and the teacher’s who’ve had Yao form a little club to complain about him. They have a welcome party every year for the next teacher to have that headache of a child :)

(Bonus entertaining plot twist: a random substitute teacher who came in once to fill in earns Yao’s respect by arguing with him in front of the entire class instead of telling him to be quiet when he objects to some mundane instructions. The sub outlogics him (somehow) and finally Yao thinks he has found an adult who’s not insufferable. He also gives the kids lollipops, which might be another part of why Yao likes him, and when the sub manages to land a job at the school, Yao asks nyo China to bribe the school into getting him as Yao’s teacher. His problematic streak slowly decreases, but he’s still got most of his spirit. The sub also gets introduced to Aditya and Iran, and they make fast friends. The other teachers are jealous of the young 20-something sub who tamed the feral child nobody else could.)

#the ancients elementary #luyous #musings #the plot twist probably wont ever happen because i feel like its a little cliche you know? fierce rebellious kid gets reformed by guiding ad #adult who wins their respect feels a little overdone imo (thinking of voltron right now) but it's fun to think about! #actually never mind everything i just said. i feel like the 'plot twist' concept is just that fic where yao steals from the peddlers cart #but like in a different au lol. ok actually thinking about it like that actually makes it tempting #aph china #hws china #aph nyo china #hws nyo china #nyo china #nyotalia #fem china #hetalia #aph #hws #headcanon musings #answered #ask musings