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frmisnow · 4 months

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˙✧˖ ?! — TOUCHIN' MYSELF THINKING 'BOUT YOU.

— ‧₊˚ — 🫐: "so my little girl is all grown up??"

summary. your past three years of dating were horrendous, all to cover up any living horny thought of your brothers bestfriend, how do you vent to that bestfriend about your problems without mentioning him?

note. FIRST FIC ON THIS BLOG RAH, conclusion: I LOVE CHOI FUCKING SEUNGCHEOL 🦢₊✧⋆ was listening to lana del rey while writing the first bit so prepare.....

song recs. chemtrails over the country club (lana del rey), good for you (selena gomez ft. asap rocky), older (isabel larosa)

warnings/includes. non idol! seungcheol x fem! reader, lil elements of angst at the beginning, they're both kinda obssesed with eachother in the end (whoop whoop), reader is like 5 years younger (it's not to bad), he's so bf it hurts (in the beginning), 'little girl' + 'brainless/cum slut' mentioned, nipple play + tit sucking, big dick, size kink-ish, PROTECTED SEX (YASSS) - MDNI !!!!

"i just don't now what i'm doing wrong!" what you also don't know is how you ended up here, sitting on the soft rug of seungcheols apartment with a tea in hand, his adress you solely memorized from your brothers countless times of blabbering about it, was the last thing you reminded while running from the restaurant.

he sat down with a quiet sigh onto his wide coffee brown coach, that him and your brother used to play videogames on in high school and you couldn't help but feel like a burden once again.

i mean what did you think? storming into the apartment of the bestfriend from the brother you broke of contact like five months ago: so foolish. the rain was still pouring in buckets outside, the noise it made on the glass of the large windows, very audible.

it's not that he wasn't nice about this as soon as he saw her at his front door, he ran in full speed to get her one of his thick puffy sweaters, immadetly scolding her for even thinking of walking out in the rain and the cold in the short dress.

he behaved just how any kind person would, just how any past kind-of-ish friend ended on good terms would've and that's what hurt.

seungcheol didn't know that all of these dates with all of the jerks where to drain him out of her thoughts. seungcheol didn't know that you'd cut out your brother from pictures, to leave him only on it as a teen. precious seungcheol didn't know how you'd pick out people who were kinda closed to him, so you could stay in semi-contact if you ever were to date the person. so you wouldn't feel stupid ever contacting him without your damn brother, so you wouldn't feel like fourteen again.

granted; you tried everything to forget him in any shape and form possible: you'd overwork yourself to death just to forget about that one hot ass eyebrow thingie he did to tease you as a kid, countless meaningless sex was also always an option: just to forget the printed image of what his dick might look like. and it didn't work, at all.

no matter how hard you tried, cheol would always find a way to tiptoe back into your head, "it's not your fault, you're a good person, y'know" he mumbled into the silence, his tone incredibly soft and gentle like reassuring a crying child: he was just so fucking nice it made you want to ball your eyes out.

sometimes you wish he'd murder someone or throw insults at you, you wish he'd do anything for you to hate him: but he didn't, of course he didn't.

you stand up to bring the now empty cup to the kitchen counter but he catches your wrist whilst still sitting on the coach, stopping you. "you're cold, sit down - i'll take care of it" he pushes you down onto the coach, ordering you to sit and you know he won't allow any discussion on the matter.

and it sucked, it sucked that he was so damn loveable. it sucked that he had to flash you that familar wide smile that made you want to jump out the window right onto the wet streets of seoul.

he skipped back from the kitchen quickly now with an additional blanket in hand, this usually would've been the part where you'd normally say 'no, it's fine' or some other lame and lied remark, however this time you didn't. you simply grabbed the blanket, covering your body while staring out of the windows in a slight daze.

the sound of the rain made your eyes wander back up to him as you noticed the concerned look on his face.

"are you feeling sick?" he mumbled while his eyes wandered around your face, cupping it with both hands, examining you, "well you don't seem to be hot, that's good"

cheol smiled kindly again at his own words, his hands still on your face - now without any particular reason, he gulps slightly as you notice his eyes wandering all over your face.

he's about to awkwardly pull them away when you stop him, holding his wrists firmly as you look down at the ground in embarassement, you felt so weak: like you were begging for attention.

"why did you come? don't lie, tell me why you came" his tone was still reassuring, his fingers now lightly brushing against your cheeks, your gaze remaining

"the date just sucked and i- i didn't know where to go, i didn't want to be home alone and your adress was the first thing i remembered, i'm sorry i know i'm wasting your time" the words flew out of your mouth instantly however that wasn't the only reason and you both knew it.

you needed a place to stay and a person that could comfort you and you'd always found both in him.

his thumb kept stroking your cheek in a repeating motion, if you could've you would've curled up in his lap and held onto his shoulders like you did when you were little. why does everything become so complicated when you're an adult?

"you'll stay the night, it's midnight, you're fucking freezing and it's raining outside - i'll show you the bedroom" he said with so much casualty in his words, like it was the most normal thing in the world, you appreciated him making this feel as 'normal' as he could.

"no, i can take the coa-" he fell into her words, "no" his voice for the first time this evening stern, allowing no counter arguments.

seungcheol took both of your hands, helping you stand up from the coach, guiding you incredibly gentle until he added, "don't worry about it, i'm glad you came to me"

he was so sexy goddamnit.

it just wasn't fair, it wasn't fair that you had to innocently sit on his bed in his clothes watching him undress and pretend you aren't watching and quite literally drooling over the way his muscles flexed with just simple movements.

if you could you would kiss each little ounce of skin on his body and you'd gladly do it over and over again.

fourteen-year-old you would sell her soul for this, deep down you wanted to jump onto him and rip off his remaining clothes.

it was so funny, he was painfully unaware and oblivious of the effect he had on you yet when he turned around now his bare back shown to you as he scretches to get a shirt from the closet you let out a little sound of surprise.

"since when do you have tatteos?" your voice mumbled almost like a self thought to yourself but audible to him, about the size of half a hand a black tattoo grazed his upper back.

he turned around, man tits and abs all out a cheeky little grin on his face almost like he's happy you noticed, "i got this second year, college so like almost eight years ago-" he pauses, eyebrows slightly furrowed in light confusion and shook, "wow, time really does fly, does it?"

"it really does" your voice tone changing for a split second to something a bit more nostalgic as you stood up from the bed, hands reaching out naively towards the tattoo, "... can i?"

seungcheol nodded in response as your fingers began lazily tracing the outline of it, "do you have more?" he shaked his head, his chest rising and falling faster than before but maybe you're just envisioning things, "you need to stop" his voice now also changed, sounding almost hoarse?

you didn't realize you were making him nervous at all, he never seemed the typ of guy that could have any sort of reaction when it came to such simple and tender touch.

"i'm sorry if i'm making you uncomfortable, it's just really pretty" you explained while you looked back down at your hand which looked unusually small in comparison to his back, "the tattoo or something else?" he answered faintly and you felt practically caught in the act yet you rested your head on his broad back, basically on the tattoo in response, "both" where did you get the sudden courage from?

from one minute to another, you grew rather bold as your hands move from his tattoos to his little moles, moving between them like a map and even that turned to a point where you started to massage his back making him groan.

in a sudden swift motion, your face was once again cupped, his hands cold, his own face inches away from your own as he muttered, "why are you doing this to me? why are you making it so hard?"

you froze in place once he took your face in his hands and your breath caught in your throat, his voice became quiet and his eyes shifted over to your mouth before your eyes met once more.

it took you some time to process what he said, your mind running wild as you tried to respond to what he just asked.

"i need you, been needing you, that's also why i'm here," you murmured muffled as a slow smile creeped up on his face, there was almost like a hint of relief in his expression, "how long have you been needing me for?" his tone mocking in a sexual way.

your gaze shifts to the floor, hiding from his praying eyes which just won't leave yours, "since fourteen"

"and how old are you?"

"you wanna embaress me," as you added "you already know it"

he chuckled, "oh, but i want my little girl to tell me" his hands wander back to your face, lifting it, a silent command for you to look up to him.

"your little girl? I'm 5 years younger then you, it's not the end of the world" you protested till after about 20 seconds adding weakly, "23"

"so my little girl is all grown up?" his hands leaving your face, tracing your collarbone till travelling to your tits, circling around them meanwhile maintaining eye contact like waiting for an answer.

"so pretty, so pretty for me" a slow, knowing grin tugged at the corners of his mouth as he slid his cold hands underneath the shirt he gave you earlier, taking a hold of your tits, "wanted to touch these for so long"

you raised your eyebrows, breath hitching cause you just had to ask, "since when?"

his fingers squeezed both tits, his gaze seeming a little hazy as it took him a few seconds to register what you just said yet he was quick to finally answer, "ever since you stopped talking to me, since the last time we talked on the phone, all i've had was you on my mind, i missed your voice"

"i touched myself fuckin' thinking 'bout you it would've been wrong if if i clocked in every now and then to pretend we're good old friends"

as you were responding he traced your nipples, making your finally sentence come out strained and breathy yet seungcheols actions paused when he heard what you forced out.

that tiny little smirk slowly but surerly found its way onto his face admist one raised eyebrow, the thing he did that would make young you always go feral, "how many times are we talking about here?"

looking down, you shamefully avoided his eager eye contact, it was so fucking embarrassing - it was embarrassing how you could feel your pussy fuckin throbbing from a little tit touching, it was embarrassing how many times you imagined his fat cock pounding into you when you were fucking his friends, it was embarrassing how many utter times you solely thought of him during other sex.

"that's what i thought" he grinned, "hands up" you did as he told when cheol slid of your shirt completely, simply the sight of your bare chest making him groan.

he wrapped his hands around each of the both, his big veiny hands covering them up entirely, his fingers moving to your nipples pinching both individually, "bet you used a dildo every fucking night, praying that it was gon' be me one day huh"

you moaned in response, shifting and arching closer to him - closer to his damn hands, seungcheol groaned while he himself motioned even nearer to your boobs, his mouth enclosing around your left hardened nipple, straight away beginning to lick your soft and sensitive flesh.

your hands ran through his hair, staying locked in them, your knuckles visable due to the sensation. you being a bit lightheaded leads to the both of you stumbling back slightly, ending up on his large bed his hands now running all over your body - touching, squeezing anything he could reach, his mouth never leaving your chest.

"so pretty," the sound of his rough voice mixed with little mewls muffeled as he sucks on the precious skin, "so fucking pretty"

you press your hips forward shamelessly, craving any form of friction, his heavy erection pressing against you directly as you groan deeply at the feeling of his skilled tongue working wonders on your tits combined with his cock against you, fabric being the only thing seperating both.

"need you," you pressed out, your own whimper cutting you off "in me, need you, inside"

"why? i'm not in a rush" his tone was still commanding yet his voice was as hoarse as ever like fighting with his inner self of just giving in.

"cheolie please" that sweet little nickname - his favorite, he liked so much, she used to call him that always.

cheol jolted his head, looking up to the ceiling, grunting loudly, "always have to make everything so hard for me"

in one swift motion, his oversized shorts that he gave you were slipped of you and he rested his hands on her ankles dragging you a bit closer to him, "gotta check if this pussy is ready for me, k?" he looked back at you, expecting a nod as you did so, much to your unease he spread your legs wide, inspecting and checking with two fingers even curling making you lightly squirm.

almost like sensing cheol was about to deny and say you weren't ready, you rapidly exclaimed: "can take it," when seeing his unimpressed face expression adding, "i swear, cheolie, promise"

deep down he liked it when you were vulnerable to him like this, when he saw you as something he could control and gently toy with instead of someone he once considered a friend. he liked the sight of you like this, so exposed, so fragile, so small - it made him want to protect you, it made him want to make you his but most importantly it made him want to fuck you brainless.

his hands ran to his pants, removing them of himself swiftly yet almost lazily like he had all the time in the world as if you weren't openly struggling to not cum on the spot, undone - just upon seeing the sight of his cock.

your lips slightly part, eyes a bit wider and for the first time in your sex life you actually wonder if you can take dick.

"what, are you suddenly unsure?" he moves closer to you, his fingers roaming through your hair like a soft caress contradicting to anything he said in the past five minutes, the cocky grin stays on cheols face so you know that he's still good old mean him.

"don't you think you'd look so pretty on it? don't you need my cum deep inside you? didn't you pray every fuckin' night for my cock to scretch you out? don't you? mmh" his tone incredibly mocking and dripping of pure sarcasm, his body now towering over you as his hands slide on a condom from his night desk over his length.

"che-" your words were abrouptly cut of by his dick slipping into you, so easily - the wet mess that you were already additionaly helped him slide in smoothly.

"so needy for my cock" he was about half way through filling you up and you dreaded the actual full fit cause you already felt him so deep inside. his thrusts were slow at first almost careful like testing the waters but surely picked up pace whilst mumbling: "so proud of you, look at you- taking it so well"

it felt like you had water in your ear, no thoughts in your brain as the only sounds you heard were the wet skin slapping noises echoing through your mind.

he pulled out just for a split second just to slap into you even harder, balls deep to the point where you could feel him probably somewhere in your stomach, incoherent blabbering and pleading coming from your direction.

"you're just a brainless little slut, who doesn't have anybody satisfying her, a brainless little slut who'd get on her knees for anyone just to forget about my dick, a brainless little slut who kept all those horny thoughts to herself for nine years just to spill them out the second i asked, that's you, isn't it?"

you moaned weakly in response as he mercilessly continued to pound into you, "fucking made for this, made to take me in every way there is"

it was truly pathetic, how you could already feel that tingling feeling in your tummy signalising that you were close and it was pathetic how his words turned you on, how they made you lift your hips up further how they made you whimper every time.

"gonna train you into my own little cum slut," his breathing irregular practically panting yet he's serious, "so close, cheolie fuck i-" his hands wander back to your tits while maintaining the same pace of hip movement, squeezing and kneading the delicate skin, biting his lips.

you clench around him, hips pushing forward one last time as you come, a mix of cursing and unsensical nonsense leaving both of yalls mouth during as he jolts his head back coming at the same time.

after about a minute later, seungcheol pulls out carefully, his hands cupping your face, looking at you sweetly almost innocently like he didn't just fuck the living brain out of you.

"are you okay?" you nod along, smiling lazily, your arms wrapping around his tough bare chest pulling him closer.

he returned the hug, wrapping his buff arms around you completely, kissing the top of your head softly, "i wasn't to mean, was i?"

#choi seungcheol #seungcheol x reader #seungcheol smut #seventeen seungcheol #scoups smut #scoups #scoups x reader #svt fanfic #seventeen fic #svt x reader #svt ff #scoups fluff #scoups imagines #scoups fanfic #seungcheol #BARK BARK BARK #I'M GONA FERAL #FINISHED THIS TO LATE I'M BRAINDEAD

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riality-check · 10 months

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#42 with any ship you want for the “100 ways to say I love you” prompts?

VERY late but here we go!

42. "Is this okay?"

The weirdest thing about Steve Harrington is that he's weird.

Since the spring break from hell, Eddie has learned that he's been a bit of a dick. For all his railing against stereotyping and conformity, he subscribed to a lot of it under the logic of shielding his little sheep. He's had his assumptions proven wrong again and again since by people like Better Wheeler and Better Sinclair and Steve, and he thinks he's probably a better person for it.

His personal growth isn't the point, however monumental.

He's grown past the point of thinking Steve was just another brainless, clone-like jock, but he's still learning new things about him.

Like, Steve is really loud sometimes. He talks to himself like he forgets that other people can hear him, and one time he started singing "Hammer to Fall" before he realized that the D&D session in the next room over quieted down specifically to hear him. It's more common when they're at his house than anywhere else, but it still happens.

And Steve is a really good cook, but he makes the strangest things. He can make delicious meals out of the most random ingredient combinations - Sinclair and Henderson have, indeed, put this particular skill to the test time and time again - but when Eddie asked if he could make chocolate chip cookies, he looked at him like he had three heads.

But the weirdest thing about Steve, by far, is his thing with touch.

He oscillates wildly between being the clingiest motherfucker on the planet and actively avoiding all human contact. Sometimes, Eddie can see the switch happen in real time, can see how he seeks out contact from Buckley one moment and freezes at a hug from Henderson in the next.

It's weird. Steve Harrington is weird.

But, while Eddie is a touchy guy, he's not a dick. So, he's come up with a new catchphrase, at this point, around Steve.

"Is this okay?" Eddie asks, putting an arm around his shoulders.

"Is this okay?" he asks, grabbing for Steve's hand.

"Is this okay?" he asks, kicking his feet up into his lap.

Steve says "yes" most of the time, and when he says "no," Eddie calmly moves away.

It's that simple, because Eddie isn't a dick.

He's not the only one who does this. Buckley, Better Wheeler, Better Sinclair, and Henderson all do the same thing. They all check first, albeit in different ways.

But Eddie starts to notice a pattern. Soon, he becomes the person Steve asks the most often.

He lightly shuts it down the first time it happens. Tells Steve he doesn't need to ask. Eddie has always been touchy, practically hanging off of all the friends who are okay with him using them like personal jungle gyms.

Steve shrugs, plays it off the way he plays off everything because he's still cool, just not an asshole. But Eddie can see the relief in his face.

There's nothing special about this time. Steve curls into his side without asking, without preamble, as has become more common, while they engage in the weekly pastime of watching a tape Steve "borrowed" from work.

Robin is usually there with them, but she and Nancy finally figured their shit out. They're off doing god knows what.

Probably each other, Steve suggested dryly when Eddie brought it up, causing him to spray Coke out of his nose right when the movie started.

But now? Westley isn't dead, and as he's threatening Humperdinck, Steve whispers, "Is this okay?"

Eddie turns to the side just in time for their lips to meet softly.

And that's when he realizes that months and months of "is this okay" and gentle touches have been his own personal "as you wish."

He's been in love with Steve Harrington for months.

And he thinks that this kiss, and the next, and the next, and the next, are more perfect than anything Westley and Buttercup could ever dream of.

Prompts here.

#ria writes #asked and answered #rejectofsociety #thanks for asking!!#steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #steddie ficlet #st #st ficlet #stranger things #stranger things ficlet #fluff

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caelisblade · 10 months

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¡! distraction | alhaitham

cw; fembodied!reader w no pronouns, no mentioned protection, oral (fem receiving), overstimulation, creampie, slight pregnancy kink ?!, sweet to rough alhaitham

word count: 1.5k

disclaimer: this is a repost from my old blog yaesnovels.

cuddling with alhaitham whenever you were incredibly stressed always helped you calm down. his strong arms engulfing your body, sitting on his lap on your bed while he was whispering sweet nothings and pressing soft kisses on your forehead made you melt into his arms even more, eyes closed as you stopped thinking about everything akademiya and stress related.

“shh, baby, relax, i’m here, yeah? do you want me to help you relax properly?”, he then asked, making you look up to him. for a moment you were – once again – absolutely mesmerized by his beautiful face. your eyes focused on his lips for a moment, the urge to kiss him was so big in that moment. alhaitham couldn’t help but smile at how easily distracted you were.

“eyes up here, my love. i asked you a question”, he mumbled, wanting your attention on him. alhaitham had noticed before that you were insanely stressed out at the moment because you had to hand in your paper for the akademiya and despite him supporting you in any way possible, you were still visibly struggling. and unfortunately, he was not allowed to help you with your essay, because of his status as the acting grand sage. even though you didn’t want to admit this to him, you were glad he was so supportive of you.

“mhm, please distract me”, you buried your face against his neck, just wanting to be coddled by him until your mind just focused on him and you.

alhaitham didn’t hesitate to lift your head up a bit to finally kiss you properly like he wanted to do for a bit now ever since he had convinced you to take a break from studying. he continued by softly peppering soft kisses over your jaw and neck, making you giggle at how it tickled. you were feeling so secure in his hold and it managed to distract you enough from your work for the akademiya.

“how do you want me to distract you, darling?”, he murmured. he already had an idea of how he was going to make you go brainless to the point that you’d forget all about the akademiya, hell about anything outside of your bedroom.

you didn’t reply, feeling too exhausted to even come up with any answer. alhaitham always had been a very observative person so he noticed that quite quickly. after discarding your top, he carefully turned you both around so you would be laying underneath him.

when he started kissing down your body, you arched your back and shivering, fingers entangled in his already messy hair and pulling on the strands. when he finally reached the waistband of your shorts, he looked up, pausing because he wanted to make sure you were still with him and okay with him proceeding.

“please, baby”, you mumbled. he smiled up at you, carefully untying the knot of the shorts before he pulled them down your legs, followed by your panties. not able to help himself, he leaned forward to plant a soft kiss on your clit, giggling at your body twitching at the surprise.

“you’re so beautiful, you know that right?”

before you were able to say or do anything, he finally dived in, licking up a stripe over your cunt. one taste and he was – as usual – obsessed with your taste, unable to stop. “sweetheart, you taste so wonderful”, he whispered while he continued with his tongue’s movements. the sweet moans you let out were like music to his ears and he absolutely adored it. “how did i end up so lucky with you darling? you’re the most stunning person i ever met in my life.”

his words made your cheeks warm up as you got shy. at the same time, you were trying your best to conceal your moans in embarrassment by holding your hand over your mouth. he didn’t like that, of course. he wanted to make you feel good and make you stop worrying and thinking.

“stop that, darling, or do i need to tie your hands again?”, he smirked, making you remember one of the previous .. ‘sessions’ you had with him. that one time where he made you cum over and over again, even making you squirt once – you hadn‘t even known you could do that – all the while he didn’t allow you once to touch him.

you immediately shook your head as a no, wanting to feel him as close as possible to you. “good”, he mumbled against your thighs, where he was leaving soft kisses, while he was teasing your entrance with his index finger, slowly pushing it in. he didn’t wait long until he added a second finger to stretch you out a little.

“oh, sweetheart, listen those sweet whimpers you let out. you sound so, so adorable. don’t worry, baby, you can cum if this already gets you close. you can cum as many times as your body can take, no need to wait for me to allow you. just make sure to tell me when you can’t take it anymore, baby, because i will make sure you go completely brainless.”

his fingers’ quick thrusts and his other hand’s thumb softly stroking over your most sensitive point had your legs shaking in pure pleasure. “i’m close”, you whined, not taking too long after until you were creaming on his fingers. before you could even calm down after that, he was already back leaning over your body, softly sucking on your neck.

“felt good, sweetheart? you came so good for me, baby. don’t worry, we’re not even close to be done. i’m going to make you cum so many more times, till you beg me to stop”, he was smirking, knowing that him praising you like that made your heart flutter.

he was quick to discard his clothes, hands next to each sides of your head while looked down on you with lidded eyes, indulging in your beauty. once you gave him the ‘yes’, he didn’t hesitate to align his tip to your entrance and gently pushing his thick cock inside of your hole.

“fuck”, he moaned out, not expecting you to still so tight. “you feel so good, baby.” he was slowly pushing more and more in until you finally felt him hit your spot, eyes widening in surprise. “you okay?”, he checked in with you.

you nodded only in reply, arms tightly wrapped around his broad shoulders. “please, please, please”, you were basically begging him already but you couldn’t even care less of how pathetic it was. not with him deep inside you, hips still and teasing you.

“shh, shh, i know it feels so good to be so full of me, baby, don’t worry, i’ll make you feel so good”, he promised with a soft undertone. with that, he finally pulled out until only his tip was inside of your hole and pushed back in, hard.

alhaitham was quick to build up a rough, punishing pace. this was supposed to be all about you, but he couldn’t help but fuck you desperately for his own high. he just needed to come deep inside of you, paint your tight walls all white, make you come over and over.

all he wanted was to make an entire mess of you both together until you were at the brink of passing out from the overstimulation he put both of your bodies through.

“you’re doing so good, baby, you’re taking me so, so well”, he kept on mumbling sweet praises into your ear, making you smile in a daze. “i love you so much, you’re going to make me come so much inside of you. do you want that baby? do you want me to fill you up? want me to put a baby inside your tummy, sweetheart?” he was gently brushing his hand over your belly at the thought of this.

you nodded frantically, the image alone had you so excited and you squeezed down on him tightly. you whined his name, crying out in pleasure as you came around him, covering his cock in your slick. he let out a deep groan as he also finally came deep inside of you. he was filling you up, still slowly thrusting in and out of you to ride out both of your intense orgasms. when he looked down to where you both were still connected, he watched his cock get so creamy with your combined slick with every other thrust.

“feel good, baby?”, he asked, brushing away a strand of your messy hair out of your face. he smiled as you nodded, leaning down to plant a kiss on your forehead. “good.”

he grabbed your arms, pressing them against your lower back with one hand around your wrists as he aligned his cock with your entrance once again, a hard thrust inside had you gasp and bite into the pillow as pain and pleasure mixed. he promised to make you go absolutely brainless, after all.

and he intended to keep that promise as well as he physically could.

#(*ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ꕤ*.ﾟalhaitham #genshin impact #genshin smut #genshin alhaitham #alhaitham smut

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sturniolo-rat · 23 days

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The High Life Part 2

Matt Sturniolo X Stoner!Reader

Part 1

A/N: IMPORTANT PSA about the portrayal of little space & subspace

Contains: smut, daddy k!nk, oral, p in v sex, softdom!matt

TW: drug use

In which Matt babysits a high Y/N, and she becomes submissive and breedable😏

“I need you, Daddy.” with that, she opens up a whole new can of worms.

Matt takes hold of her chin and rubs his thumb over her lips. “Do you want it soft or rough, Miss Baby?” He has to ask because it depends on how high she is.

“Daddy, can you be gentle this time?” she kisses his thumb and looks up at him with big doe eyes. He loves it when she’s so high she needs to be touched lovingly.

“Aww, cutie, did you get too high? Are you getting all floaty and tingly?”

She hides her face in his chest. “Mhmm…you’re just so pretty, Daddy.”

He pulls her closer so her back is flush with his chest. “Thank you, baby.” His hand sneaks its way under her shorts to cup her mound over her panties. “I’ll be so gentle for you.”

He finds the spot where her wetness soaks through her panties, and Y/N closes her legs a little bit. She’s embarrassed that she’s so wet over literally just looking at him, but she shouldn’t be. Matt loves that he can so easily make her into a needly little slut. He loves how she can make any activity turn into a few hours of unprotected sex. He uses the tip of his middle finger to swipe up at Y/N’s clit a few times, just hard enough to elicit a soft exhale. “I need you to do something for me, Miss Baby.”

He removes his hand from her pants, and she whimpers at the loss of contact. “I don’t wanna. I just want you to touch me.”

“That’s not what I wanna hear from you, Miss baby,” he chastises. She hates it when he’s disappointed in her, but she loves how he goes into full daddy mode when she misbehaves.

“Sorry, Daddy.” she pouts. “What do you want me to do?”

“I need you to take your shorts off and only your shorts. And get back on the bed face down, ass up.” she gets up to do as she’s told, and Matt grabs some weed and rolling supplies from her stash. When she’s in position, he stands behind her and places the rolling paper on her ass. She waits there, confused, not quite sure what he’s doing. She hears him using her grinder. When he’s done, he pours a line of weed onto the rolling paper. He uses his credit card to straighten the line in the center. Y/N is sure to keep still, but being used as a rolling tray is getting her so wet. She can feel him delicately rolling the paper on her ass when he dips his hand down and slides her panties to the side. He pushes the tip of his finger into her pussy to collect some of her juices. He’s got to seal the joint with something. Usually, he uses his saliva, but he figures Y/N is a better source to use. He moves everything off of her and gives her a playful spank on the ass. “Alright, Miss Baby, you can lay down all comfy with your stuffie.”

She lies with her legs spread, holding a stuffed shark, and her daddy hands her a lighter and a freshly rolled joint. “Thank you.”

“Thank you, Daddy.” he corrects. “Let's not get so high that we forget how to act.”

“I’m sorry, Daddy.”

“Now, light your joint.” He squeezes both of her thighs and whispers in her ear, “I want you stoned and brainless when I stretch you out.” she leans back into the bed, and he kisses her on the forehead. Then she exhales a cloud of smoke. Matt is convinced that princess treatment is just giving her forehead kisses, a joint, and good head.

He can tell she’s getting a bit impatient and needs more contact, so he pulls on her panties so that the taught fabric rubs at her clit. He’s not ready to give her what she wants and touch her directly. She’s been talking back and forgetting rules. So when he finally moves his face down to her pussy all he does is kiss her clit through her panties. He licks repeatedly from slit to clit until Y/N bucks her hips up into his face, and he starts sucking and making out with her lace-covered cunt. This takes her by surprise and almost sends her into a coughing fit. “Oh, fuck!”

He taps her on the pussy and says, “Watch your language, Miss baby.” He finally moves her panties to the side. “I would hate to have to delay properly pleasuring this little cunt.”

“Please, don’t daddy. I’ll be so good for you, I promise.”

“I know you will.” And he slowly pushes two fingers inside of her. Her toes wiggle in excitement, and she pulls up her crop top to play with her breasts. Matt knows he’s supposed to be gentle, but he can tell she’s changed her mind due to all of his teasing. It’s time to get down to business. He pumps into her a few times before scissoring his fingers a few times to stretch her out.

His pants are off within seconds, and he pulls her by her hips to the edge of the bed. He puts her legs on his shoulders and glides his whole length into her. She’s so wet, and he��s so hard they don’t need to line it up. He gives her deep, hard strokes. “There you go, Miss Baby. You like that?”

She nods her head furiously. The only things she can make come out of her mouth are whimpers and small moans. He leans in close to kiss her, and it almost folds her in half. He doesn’t stop fucking her as he spends time kissing her body. She extends her neck so he can suck and lick at that spot she likes. The hickeys will be impossible to hide. He moves down to her chest and trails kisses to her nipples. It’s a few days before Y/N’s period, so he knows they’re really, really fucking sensitive. His cock gets deeper and deeper the more he leans into her legs. She’s stopped whimpering. All she can do now is let out tiny yelps as he fills her so completely. Her panties are still on, and they rub her clit with every thrust of Matt’s hips. “Yes, Daddy,” she cries. “thank you. I love when you fuck me like this.”

She’s about to cum, but as if on cue, he slips out. Her pussy always gets so tight and narrow in this position that it pushes him out sometimes when she clenches it. He shoves his cock back into her needy cunt. “Daddy's cock feels good, doesn't it?”

“Yes, Daddy!” She shouts.

He puts his hand around her throat. “Then stop fucking pushing it out. I want you to take all of it,”

“M’sorry, Daddy”

“And I want you to cum all over it. Am I understood!” She doesn’t respond; she just looks at him with her mouth agape and gives him pathetic fuck me eyes that only true little sluts can provide. “I don’t even have to fuck you dumb. You’re already there.” He slows down and lets her legs fall to his sides, so he hits that special spot at a different angle.

“Oh my god, yes!” He feels so perfect, and this is a much more intimate position. “Please, Daddy, stay close to me.”

“Always, Miss Baby.” Matt presses his chest to hers and gives her a long kiss, making sure to keep pace with his thrusts. He whispers praise as she nears her climax. “You’re so pretty, baby.” He kisses her on the forehead, “And I love your smile.” he kisses her neck, “And you always feel so good for me.”

Y/N’s pleasure is building. “Oh my god! Right there!” One of her hands goes up to pitch at her nipple. Matt feels her clenching around him, and she lets out a pitiful plea, “Hold my hand.” He does, and her climax finally washes over her. He loves knowing his affection is needed for her cum.

He stands back up without pulling out of her and holds her legs so that she’s folded in half again. It’s his turn to cum now. He likes fucking her this way so he can watch his cock disappear into her cunt. It was hard holding back and fucking her semi-gently as she asked. “You can fuck me rough, Daddy, I want you to fill me up.”

He yields himself to his base instincts and plows into her. “You want me to use this little pussy to cum, huh?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“Say it!”

“Yes, I want you to use my little pussy.”

Y/N just wants Matt to completely let go of himself while he fucks her. She wants him to forget that she’s anything more than an object to be used, making her squirm and whine as he just thrusts into her relentlessly, pushing her into the mattress and pulling her hips closer so he can make it go deeper. Y/N just wants him to focus on nothing but his pleasure, whatever he has to do to satisfy every unspoken urge. Matt knows this, and just knowing she would let him do literally anything to her right now is getting him so fucking close.

Y/N’s eyes are closed, and she’s just sitting there and taking it. “Look at me.” His thrusts are getting sloppy. “Just open your eyes and look at me.” They look deep into each other’s eyes. He moans, “I love you.” And she’s surprised by how vulnerable he’s being.

“I love you, Matt. I love you so much.” And he comes hard and deep inside her.

He flops next to her on the bed. “Wow, Matt, I think that was some of the best sex we’ve ever had.”

“It’s not over yet, baby,” She gives him a quizzical look, “you told me to fuck you rough and you called me Matt. I have punishments to dole out. We’re just taking a snack break.”

“No way! That doesn’t count. I said that to make you cum!”

“Rules are rules, Miss Baby.”

“Fine. Can we find the rest of my joint first? I lost it in all the chaos.

“No lost, baby. It’s been halfway up my ass since I laid down.”

“Are you serious?”

“Dead serious.”

They laugh, and she rests her head on his shoulder. Matt closes his eyes and adjusts his idea of princess treatment to include holding her hand while breeding every inch of her.

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yaesnovels · 1 year

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Hiiiiii if it's not a trouble to ask can I request a smut fanfic for Al Haitham with a gn reader who's really stressed out with school and isn't coping properly and Al Haitham knows when his baby needs some good spike chilling soul crushing sex go calm them down <3 squint to see the daddy and praise kink fjdjdndn thankyou<3333

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ coddled

✧. ┊ ⁭ ⁭ ⁭ cw; fembodied!reader w no pronouns, no mentioned protection, oral (fem receiving), overstimulation, creampie, slight pregnancy kink ?!? idk, sweet to rough alhaitham

not proofread or anything, didn‘t have the energy to. lmk if there‘s something off tho, i‘ll correct it :] also, hope u don‘t mind that i didn‘t add the daddy kink, i don‘t really feel comfortable with writing that specific kink so </3

cuddling with alhaitham whenever you were insanely stressed always helped you calm down. his arms engulfing your body, sitting on his lap on your bed while he was whispering sweet nothings and pressing soft kisses on your forehead made you melt into his arms even more, eyes closed as you stopped thinking about everything akademiya related.

“eyes up here, my love. i asked you a question”, he mumbled, wanting your attention on him. alhaitham had noticed before that you were insanely stressed out at the moment because you had to hand in your paper for the akademiya and despite him supporting you in any way possible, you were still visibly struggling. even though, you didn’t want to admit this to him.

“mhm, please distract me”, you buried your face against his neck, just wanting to be coddled by him until you just focused on him and you.

alhaitham didn’t hesitate to lift your head up a little to finally kiss you properly like he wanted to do for a bit now since he had convinced you to take a break from studying. he continued by softly peppering soft kisses over your jaw and neck, making you giggle at how it tickled. you were feeling so secure in his hold and it managed to distract you enough from your work for the akademiya.

you didn’t reply, feeling too exhausted to even come up with anything. alhaitham always had been a very observative person so he noticed that quite quickly. after discarding your top, he carefully turned you both around so you would be laying underneath him.

“you’re so beautiful, you know that right?”

before you were able to say or do anything, he finally dived in, licking up a stripe over your cunt. one taste and he was – as usual – absolutely obsessed with your taste, unable to stop. “sweetheart, you taste so wonderful”, he whispered while he continued with his tongue’s movements. the sweet moans you let out were like music to his ears and he absolutely adored it. “how did i end up so lucky with you darling? you’re the most stunning person i ever met in my life.”

“stop that, darling, or do i need to tie your hands again?”, he smirked, making you remember one of the previous .. ‘sessions’ you had with him. that one time where he made you cum over and over again, even making you squirt once – you didn’t even know you could do that – all the while he didn’t allow you once to touch him.

“oh, sweetheart, those sweet whimpers you let out. you sound so, so sweet. don’t worry, baby, you can cum if this already gets you close. you can cum as many times as your body can take, no need to wait for me to let you. just make sure to tell me when you can’t take it anymore, baby, because i will make sure you go completely brainless.”

“felt good, sweetheart? you came so well for me, baby. don’t worry, we’re not even close to be done. i’m going to make you cum so many more times, till you beg me to stop”, he was smirking knowingly. him praising you like that made your heart flutter.

“shh, shh, i know it feels so good to be so full of me, baby, don’t worry, i’ll make you feel so good”, he promised. with that, he finally pulled out until only his tip was inside of your hole and pushed back in, hard.

alhaitham was quick to build up a frantic pace. this was supposed to be all about you, but he couldn’t help but fuck you desperately for his own high. he just needed to come deep inside of you, paint your tight walls all white, make you come over and over.

all he wanted was to make an entire mess of you both together until you were at the brink of passing out from the overstimulation.

“you’re doing so good, baby, you’re taking me so, so well”, he kept on mumbling those sweet praises into your ear, making you smile. “i love you so much, you’re going to make me come so much inside of you. do you want that baby? do you want me to fill you up? want me to put a baby inside your belly, sweetheart?” he was gently brushing his hand over your belly at the thought of this.

you nodded frantically, the image alone had you so excited and you squeezed down on him tightly. you whined his name, crying out in pleasure as you came around him. he let out a groan as he also finally came deep inside of you. he was filling you up, still slowly thrusting in and out of you to ride out both of your intense orgasms. when he looked down to where you both were still connected, he watched his cock get so creamy with your combined slick with every other thrust.

“feel good, baby?”, he asked, brushing away a strand of your messy hair out of your face. he smiled as you nodded, leaning down to plant a kiss on your forehead. “good.”

your eyes widened when he turned you around so that your face was pressing against the soft pillows. “surprised? i told you i wasn’t done with you yet, darling. i will fuck you so good that these sheets will be drenched and you’ll be at the brink of passing out. don’t think that me being soft and sweet to you once will change how i fuck you.” he grabbed your arms, pressing them against your lower back with one hand as he aligned his cock with your entrance once again, a hard thrust inside had you gasp and bite into the pillow as pain and pleasure mixed. he promised to make you brainless, after all.

he intended to keep that promise as much as he could.

#. flowers for : alhaitham !#genshin impact #genshin impact smut #genshin impact fanfiction #genshin impact alhaitham #alhaitham fanfiction #alhaitham smut #alhaitham x you #alhaitham x reader

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luvingshidou · 1 month

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YOU DISGUST ME.

....heart to heart???

sae x fem! reader part 1!!

ANGST ANGST ANGST

(sae isn't my fav character but every angst fic I read of him make me bawl)

Growing up with Sae had its perks. Being his neighbour means you could always see whenever you wanted!! Sae also would also always fight with anyone else who would pick on you!! It was like having your own bodyguard. When you were younger and playing with other kids at school, they always made you and Sae the mom and dad, when you asked why they would tease the both of you, saying that you and Sae were gonna get married in the future. You can vividly remember the time when Sae brought you behind a snall tree outside your back garden. He had a white tulip in his hand that he plucked out of one of your mother flower beds he then promised you that when you're older that you'd become boyfriend and girlfriend and live happily ever after.

For the longest time everyone thought you and Sae were dating, you were inseparable, like two peas in a pod. Even you mothers thought you were dating!! As you grew up you could feel your feelings for Sae growing stronger and stronger ever day. That's until Sae got scouted to play for Real Madrid, meaning Sae would have to leave Japan and go to Spain. You were sad when Sae told you that he had to leave and that he won't be back for good while, you almost wanted to plead with him to stay since it would be boring without him but you couldn't, Sae always adored soccer since well forever so you couldn't take this away from him. You remember the day that he left he head for Spain, he stopped at your house before heading to the airport. You remember tearing up and hugging nearly to death. But he looked so happy, but reminded yourself that when he came back, everything would go back you normal.

But still every day that you weren't with Sae was boring, every minute you could feel yourself ageing. You'd always buy bouquets of white topics just so you could feel more connected with Sae. But finally after 4 excruciating years, you finally saw him even though it was completely by coincidental. See you were just walking home after school, when you saw a familiar face, it was Sae, you were almost about to run up to him and his him but that when you noticed, Sae looked cold, his expression was blank and emotionless, he also looked skinnier. God what happened to him in those 4 years when he was playing in Spain???

"Sae???" You called out as you began to walk up to him. "Sae, it's been so long when did you come back???" You ask, a small smile clearly bestowed your face, as you try to push away the worries you were feeling right now.

"Ah, Y/N, I came back a 4 days ago." Sae said but his voice was laced with disdain, it was clear he didn't want to talk with you.

"Ah, shit really??? I can't believe I forgot what day you were coming back." You say laughing nervously, the smile on your face becoming more akward.

"You're still forgetful as ever, I see??" Sae says in a way that just was way too arrogant for your liking. You raised an eyebrow in shock, its been for years since you saw him an he's acting like this???

"Sae, what the fuck??? Its been 4 years since you saw me and your acting like you don't want nothing to do with me???" You blurted out, your akward smile turning into a frown.

"Well, 'cause I don't want nothing to do with you. Y/N you're nothing but a nuisance at this point, you don't matter to me anymore. So can you just fuck off???" Sae scoffs, rolling his eyes in disdain. He was looking at you like you were some sort of deplorable human being.

"Sae I— you fucking bastard. Don't you remember your promise???" You say, it was a bit of a childish thing to say but it was the only thing that you could muster up.

"Y/N what the fuck are you five??? I said that so long ago but you're still caught up about wanting to be my girlfriend are you??? And you're still acting like a dumb brainless bitch. Y/N, you fucking disgust me." Sae exclaims as he began to walk away, not even looking back once.

You stood there for a good 6 minutes processing what just happened, while tears streamed down your face, smudging your makeup, you slowly walked back to your house, tears fogging your vision. Once you got back you ran up to your bedroom, a large clear vase of white tulips sitting on your desk, in frustration you knocked the vase over onto the floor, glass shattering everywhere.

Fuck Sae.

Fuck Sae and his stupid tulips.

Fuck Sae and his stupid shitty promise.

(not proofread tehgeheh��😋😋)

#post!!#bllk #blue lock #bllk x reader #bllk sae #sae x reader #sae angst #IVE BEEN READING TO MANY SAE ANGST #im not okay💔💔💔#idk if i like this #sae itoshi

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hypnobun-e · 1 year

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My witchy roommate gave me a present.

It was this tiny little bulb of an anal plug. I've experimented in the bedroom with them before regarding butt stuff but we've never actually done it.

Just for a laugh, I put it in and wore it for a few minutes. It wasn't nearly as uncomfortable as I'd expected.

I ended up forgetting about it for about an hour before Sasha came to check on me. I agreed it was probably good to take a break, so I took it out for the night.

I didn't sleep well. I tossed and turned. I felt that nagging feeling...that itch that I couldn't scratch.

I put it back in the next morning. It felt nice, honestly. I got through the rest of my Sunday, although I noticed it had a fun little spell attached.

Every so often it would tingle, and I could feel a pretty intense pleasure inside. It was mild, at first, but as I wore it through the day it got to the point where I felt it so keenly I had to pause to stop myself from moaning out loud as it drove every thought from my head.

"Everything alright?" Cherise's soft, bassy voice asked quietly at one point in the evening.

I looked at them. They seemed more amused than concerned. My face felt hot seeing them look at me like that.

"I'm fine," I said, as casually as I could.

"Have you been having fun today?" Cherise asked with a smile.

"Uh, yeah? I guess-"

Another spark of pleasure rocked my core. I trailed off, my gaze distant. I didn't realise Cherise was giggling until they had approached me, bending down to look me in the eyes.

They were a brilliant blue, almost unnaturally vibrant. I always liked their eyes. Looking into them...I could get lost in them.

"Ohh, do you like my eyes that much sweetie?"

Shit, did I say that out loud? My brain was getting fuzzy...I could feel their hands holding my face gently. It was nice...comforting.

"You just want to drift for me, don't you cutie?"

Another bolt of pleasure. I opened my mouth and a soft, needy moan spilled out.

More giggling echoed through my brain. My entire body was starting to heat up.

"It's okay...I know how much you want to feel good and brainless. Because I'm going to help you get there, okay?"

Cherise's soft, mockingly sweet voice was all I could hear. Drowning my thoughts as if they were awash in honey. I murmured a soft affirmative, and they giggled again.

"Good...I think you've had about enough, though. I'm not one to break cuties that don't ask for it. Come on, up, up."

My body obeyed, instantly. Sluggishly, slowly, in their guiding hands, I found myself walking to the bedroom.

The next thing I knew, I was in my bed. Sinking deeper into my mattress. Cherise's manicured hands gently brushing my cheek and hair.

"You did so well for me today. Let's talk more about it tomorrow when you've rested, okay?"

The last thing on my slow slurry of a mind as I drifted to sleep was Cherise's smirk as she left the room... and the shining, familiar bulb in her hands that cast a soft green light over my lids.

#og smut #just a lil somethin i wanted to give a try #might do a part 2 if i feel up to it

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motions1ckness · 10 months

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“Don’t Call me Kid.”

Summary: Roman get’s a bit too drunk at Kendall’s birthday. (03x07)

Content: established relationship, f!reader, angst, age gap, degradation, insecurity, verbal abuse(?), humiliation, mention of Logan Roy

{This is my first fic so i hope you enjoy!)

*Update:pt 2 “SweetHeart” is up rn!!

Roman had you on edge the whole night. You had never seen him this snide or aggressive before. You blame the immense amount of alcohol he consumed, mixed with him talking to Mattson. So, when you caught Shiv getting more agitated with Roman, you knew he was spewing bullshit.

Though you didn’t feel the most compassion for Kendall, you had spent the night with Shiv and Roman and you couldn’t help but pity the man. It was his birthday and his siblings showed up for Mattson, not him. Time had passed from your arrival, and you stood at a distance from them, far enough that you weren’t in the conversation but you could still see what was happening. Roman sat while Shiv stood in front of him. You could tell he was getting under her skin but thought it was best to stay out of it. In doing so, you had to act like you were listening to this brainless celebrity talk to you about god knows what.

You get snapped out of your head when you hear Shiv call for you, wanting Roman's power trip to end.

“Can you get over here and deal with your mess?” You walked over to them and noticed they had also roped Kendall in this mess.

You took a second to study Roman’s face. He was refusing eye contact with you. Probably out of shame and not wanting to face the consequences. His eyes appeared dark, and his demeanor was unfamiliar. He’s just drunk. He’s just drunk. You tell yourself, hoping you didn’t just find out who you were really dating.

“Oh great. Are you trying to get me in timeout or something?” Roman joked, his eyes flicker over you for a moment. “Whatever, you know Kendall, I already talked to Mattson, who hates you by the way,” He laughs at his own demeaning remark. Everyone is uncomfortable. Kendall turns to Niaomi, who's trying to comfort him by holding his arm and rubbing his hand between hers. You couldn’t stand the way Roman was acting. Sure, he makes quippy remarks all the time, but this time he was just being an asshole.

You clear your throat slightly, uncomfortable with the situation, “Roman, I think you should stop.”

Your eyes lingered on him the whole time, hoping adding yourself into the conversation would defuse the situation and you two could forget about this.

When Roman heard your voice, he finally met your eyes. Turning to face you and sneered “Oh I’m sorry sweetheart, did I hurt your feelings?” You knew Roman was in defense mode but you couldn’t figure out why. No one was attacking him.

The heat from your face felt more apparent. “I’m just saying, I think you’ve had enough tonight and we should head back.” You hoped this offer would be enough and you'll deal with this in the morning. Roman rolled his eyes and leaned back further in his chair. “No, 'cause you know what, I’m having fun at this depressing shitfest. Why don’t you and Shiv talk about what lipstick has the cuter packaging or whatever.” He said with a shrill mocking tone attempting to dismiss you from the conversation.

Shiv scoffed, beating you to a response, “What the fuck Roman? If you’re going to take anything away from this pathetic conversation, listen to y/n," Shiv looked at you with her best attempt at a comforting grin.

Roman glared at her “Oh fuck off Shiv. You’re such a fucking cunt.”

The conversation wasn’t de-escalating and you felt your blood boiling. You were sure everyone could see how much you were seething. “Rome enough. You’ve had your fun. Now let’s go before you embarrass yourself anymore,” You weren't sure if your response was too harsh, but you remained patient with him long enough.

Roman snorted, now full attention on you because you fell into his game, “That’s fucking rich coming from you. You’re always so goddamn sensitive about everything.” He kept a cruel smirk on his face, waiting for your retaliation. Roman knows you hate arguing, but he wanted to push you tonight. Wanting to pull a reaction out of you, lose your composure. Shiv, Kendall, and Niaomi are still present, just speechless. You and Roman had been arguing more since Logan started stringing him along. The three of them felt stepping in would only worsen the situation and decided to stay quiet, not wanting to escalate it anymore.

You fought the urge to reveal any weakness. “I’m not being sensitive Rome, you’re being a dick, Let’s go.” You were biting the inside of your cheek, trying to abstain from your anger. You tried to grab the glass out of his hand before he quickly yanked it toward him.

His grip on the glass tightened as he swirled the last bit of champagne. “Yeah, right, perfect fucking y/n. Trying to control everything.” The tension was evident. Roman wasn’t backing down, not caring if you were the only person that loved or understood him. He just wanted to inflict damage on you at that moment.

Your body was stiff, arms crossed against your chest, hiding your tightened fists. You tasted how the inside of your cheek was bloody, trying to suppress the growing anger, taking a shallow breath from your nose. Trying your best to remind yourself, He’s just drunk. He’s just drunk. “I’m not controlling anyone. Please Rome, you’re drunk and acting insane-”

His eyes narrowed as he took a sip from his glass, muttering under his breath, cutting you off, “Well, maybe if you weren’t so young-”

“Excuse me?” Stumbling over your words a bit, trying to comprehend what Roman just said. Kendall tried to step in, but Niaomi and Shiv decided it was better to leave you two.

He put down his glass, adjusting his view, maintaining intense eye contact, “I’m just saying, maybe this would all make sense to you if you knew how the world works. But you don’t.” His lips curled into a slight smirk like he was proud of what was said.

You felt your breath quicken. Yes, you were younger than Roman and the rest of the company, but you had repeatedly proven you were qualified for your position. You weren't aware Roman acknowledged your age gap enough to bring it up in an argument. “My age has nothing to do with this.” You couldn’t think of anything witty to say in retaliation. You felt so betrayed.

Roman leaned closer to you, the alcohol taking full effect. He didn't understand he was jeopardizing your guy’s relationship with this. He pressed on, “Sure kid. Keep telling yourself that.” Maintaining that pretentious smirk on his face.

All you could do was shake your head and mutter, “You know I hate when you call me that.” Tears had been prickling in your eyes at this point. You refused to cry fuck, fuck, fuck.

Roman rolled his eyes “Welcome to the real world sweetheart. I’m not going to change who I am, so don’t fucking expect me to. I'm not getting any better. Get over whatever savior complex you have that makes you think you can fix me. It’s not going to work.” With that, you felt a new layer added to this betrayal. And Roman felt it too.

You had no control over emotions anymore. Your heartbeat was already beating furiously and irregularly. Your limbs had lost feeling, and you knew your lip was quivering. All you could feel was the stab in the heart Roman left and tears pooling in your eyes and down your cheek. “Fuck you, Roman.” You didn’t need to say anything more. You wanted to, but you knew you still loved him. You made a straight path to the nearest exit. You didn’t give the staff your phone, so you texted your driver you’ll be out in 5.

All you could hear over the horrid music calling from behind you was “See you around, kid.”

#roman roy x reader #succession #roman roy #roman roy x you #shiv roy #kendall logan roy #succession fanfic #roman roy fanfic #roman roy angst #roman roy drabble

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https://olderthannetfic.tumblr.com/post/737771866482212864/one-thing-i-hate-in-modern-adaptations-is-when-ppl

This is actually kinda an interesting example of the weird tokenism that's currently being peddled in Hollywood for some time. You have a story where you actually have an under-represented group, but because it's the wrong kind we're just going to swap them so that you can visually see the difference, and so it fits our worldview in a completely different part of the world.

Let' me switch the sides for a second: Does Hollywood actually think that poc want to have the "leftover" roles from white characters? Do they honestly think that pocs feel more represented when being put into a story that didn't actually include them and doesn't feature their cultures and heritages, and doesn't even acknowledge them as a poc character in a white story? Do they honestly think that poc people want a white story, by a white author to represent them? That poc want to be stand ins for fantasy racism against fantasy creatures? This story features hate against magical creatures like elves... how about we just add in regular old racism again poc instead? As if the rule is that if there's racism, then pocs have to be victims of it, even if the story tells about fantastical racism. Why can't Poc simply exist in a story where they aren't victims of racism?

Especially if it ends up being such a waste of time and money like what Witcher ended up being, especially the "Origin" spin-off, made by people who hated the source material, and who hated and ousted on the one singular man who not only wanted to respect the source material, but even fought to have vital parts of the story respected until he couldn't anymore. Then they blame "We thought our audience were brainless mongrels so we didn't want to make it too complicated for their little stupid brains." Great, not only did you ruin one of the few stories that was by a Polish-Slav about Slavic and Polish folklore which already doesn't have much of a foothold, and wasn't the typical anti-Slavic Hollywood + "everything is Russia" storyline, but you also insulted the intelligence of your audiences, didn't actually give good rep to pocs, and you even managed to shit on the value of representing actual poc stories once again by giving them scraps.

I've also noticed this has started the stupid trend between fans, because instead of pointing out how stupid Hollywood is, and noticing it's Hollywood doing this shit, I see poc making fun that token-trend with comments "If a poc movie for pocs is made, by pocs and written by pocs, don't forget the token white character." Yeah, exactly we all see the problem don't we? That's why everyone clowns on it, but it's like people just kinda forget how stupid this trend is when it actually comes to throwing the hard critics at Hollywood. Where are the stories for the people who want to be represented as their own figures and stories for once? Without having a stupid token character because Hollywood thinks people are too dumb to identify or root for a character who doesn't look like them. We don't need useless token characters, we need stories that are made FOR the people, written for them, with care.

We want poc stories. We want black stories. Asian. Latine. Indigenous. Hell even Slavic. Whatever! Written by them for them, we want to see stories that can just BE these stories without the need for token characters awkwardly forced in. Tell me a story where the identity of the characters is respected and fully realized! Who needs a token character when you have actually stories where these characters actually get their stories told instead of being a footnote or a throwaway line? I want to watch a big blockbuster movie who's source was written by eg a black woman, about her culture, shaped by her experiences, and with black actors who are playing roles that were always for them. I don't want another "Hey this book was written by a white person, how about we just turn some random white characters poc and call it a day. Who cares if the author doesn't know how to write a poc experience, they'll just eat it anyway." I'm not saying that a person can't write about characters of a different ethnicity not their own either, especially if they actually do research and ask people of that ethnicity or find good resources, etc! Write what you want, put effort into it and your heart.

But we first need to set a precedents for authors to be able to write for themselves and their experiences tied to their identity, to get a voice and be featured above constantly using stories that weren't made for it. If the story was made for Polish slavs, then make it a story for polish slavs. If you want a high fantasy story with actual poc characters that was already part of the story, then go and find one of the thousands of books by various poc ethnicities that already cover that!

Bullshit excuses by Hollywood that poc stories don't sell are a fucking sham. The old fucks at the top just hate the idea of actually doing something for actual diversity, by giving poc people a chance to see their own stories on screen that they themselves have written.

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midnightemy35 · 5 months

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~Letting Loose~

Genre: Light Angst (?) Characters: Kayden Break, Kartein (Curtin) Fandom: Eleceed Warnings: Alcohol mention, swearing

For once in his life, Kartein isn’t composed and refined as he often paints himself to be, laughing and yelling at the top of his lungs without a single care in the world. For once in his life, Kartein isn’t prim and proper, his dress shirt that is usually void of a single crease now looking like it had been crumpled into a ball just before he put it on.

“You’re fucking kidding me! T-that bastard actually thought *hic* that he could go up against you and walk away unscathed?! *hic* What a fucking dumbass!” Kartein continues laughing, the wine in his glass nearly spilling over the edge and onto his brand new couch. Sitting right next to him was none other than the notorious Kayden Break himself. The fighting maniac of the awakened world, challenging anyone he deemed strong enough to fight him even if they are obviously stronger than him. But why was Kartein doing with the very same man that he calls a “brainless fighting machine that has no self-preservation”? Why is Kartein allowing this man to keep him company when he doesn’t like getting involved with reckless idiots in the first place?

“You should really get drunk more often, you’re less of a bitch this way.” “Oh shut up. You’re *hic* you’re the one staring at me like I just birthed your first child.” “Is that really the only way you can describe it? What’s wrong with me looking at you like that, huh? Can’t I appreciate the work of art in front of me in peace?” Maybe we will never know why these two world rankers that are known to dislike each other decided to come together for a drink, at Kartein’s place no less. Kartein himself has a rather mysterious personality, I suppose we will never truly find out what is going on inside his head. As for Kayden… maybe he just wanted a free drink, maybe he was willing to tolerate the one he often labelled as a “obnoxious prick” for a couple free drinks, after all, he can’t deny the fact that the blonde had a great taste in alcohol beverages.

Slowly, the laughter from the blonde dies down and he starts berating the other for his reckless tendencies. “I… I hate how you *hic* how you always get into fights y’know. I hate how worried I am that one day *hic* you will pick a fight with the wrong person and… and end up dead and that I won’t be able to bring you back…” Soon, tears flow down the gorgeous man’s face and Kayden wordlessly wraps his hands around Kartein’s waist, bringing him closer, consoling him silently. The two sit quietly on the couch with only the sobs of the blonde filling the air. The night ends when these two powerful men fall asleep in each other’s arms, on the luxurious couch that they spent most of their night on, talking about everything under the sun, from awakened world politics to Kayden’s recent fights. Dawn breaks and by noon, the two will wake up to bottles of alcoholic beverages covering almost every surface of the small table in front of them, a very unkempt Kartein and hopefully no memories of their previous night.

They could not afford growing close and falling in love, no, not in this world where there are greedy people at every turn, waiting for the moment you slip up, dragging you away to help grow their own power. These selfish bastards are not above threatening the lives and safety of other’s loved ones bring the powerful to their knees, forcing them to work as slaves, benefitting only themselves. In this cruel world, no matter how much their hearts desire, they can never be together but maybe they could come together once again and spend the night letting loose in each other’s arms, chatting and gossiping like teenage girls at a sleepover, forgetting all their worries. That night, their enemies no longer existed, the people begging them to join their organisations no longer existed, the only two people in the world, in their world, were each other.

#eleceed webtoon #eleceed #kayden break #kayden x kartein #kartein #curtin #fanfic #eleceed manhwa

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heyitsoak · 2 years

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IM SO SORRY IF I'LL SPAM UR INBOX FROM NOW ON AHAHSHHAHAHSHJAHA BUT I LOVED THE INVENTOR HC FIC SM I LITERALLY JUMPED AROUND W EXCITEMENT WHEN I SAW YOU ANSWERED IT

may i get the sonic trio (separately obv but only if you take three characters at once :)) with a reader that's literally the definition of this cat

LIKE I MEAN THEY'RE USUALLY WITH THEIR HEAD IN THE CLOUDS WITH AN EVERLASTING BRAINLESS EXPRESSION AND HAS A HARD TIME PAYING ATTENTION FOR A LONGER TIME TO THINGS?? like sometimes they doze off during conversations and kind of forget things easily BUT they r very invested in the other's interests and super curious about them and does everything their little pea brain can handle to keep up with them and are really affectionate 😈😈😈😈 do with that as you wish<3

Your request are literally the funniest ones I’ve done so far lmao

Some of my friends have actually said I look like that cat cause I zone out all the time and have that expression, the cat above is @Bigfootjinx on Instagram <3

Sonic, Tails and Knuckles with a reader who zones out a lot

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Sonic

Okay so as we know, Sonic likes to talk, a lot.

And he likes to rant about stuff he’s interested in, it could be video games, comics, etc

And you do really like the stuff he talks about but if he talks for awhile (Which he normally does) you tend to zone out while he’s talking

He can usually tell if you zoned out because you have that exact expression of the cat.

He can’t help but laugh whenever you zone out because your expression is just so funny

But once he’s had his fun watching you stare off into space he’ll tap your shoulder or wave is hand in front of your face to get your attention

You’ve tried not to zone out while people are talking by interacting with what they say, just saying simple things like “That’s so cool!” “Woah!! Can you tell me more?” Etc

But you don’t interrupt what they’re saying or try to take the spotlight off of them, you just say simple stuff like that to keep your brain interested

Yet even if you do try saying stuff like that, you still tend to zone out while they’re talking

You also forget things easily, as an example, Tom asked you to go get Sonic and the others and tell them that dinner is ready and as soon as you walked off you immediately forgot what Tom asked you to do

You kinda just stood there trying to remember so you wouldn’t have to ask Tom what he asked you to do

You just slowing walked over to Tom and said “..What was it that you wanted me to do again..?” And he laughed a little and told you again. He thinks your forgetfulness and zoning out is funny, it doesn’t bother him though

Sonic loves how affectionate you are, you like to hug him a lot and sometimes you hug him a little bit to tight.. you don’t mean to though!

There’s been countless times where Tom or Maddie would walk into the living room and see you laying on the couch with Sonic laying on top of you about to fall asleep

He just thinks that you’re very comfy to lay on and he finds you running your hands through his fur very comforting

Tails

He would recommend medicine for you to help with your zoning out

If you’re hanging out with him your normally in his workshop and he’s talking about his newest invention and you’re just.. slowly zoning out with that everlasting brainless expression

Like Sonic, he also finds it funny but he won’t try to get your attention, he’ll just see how long you stay zoned out

You frantically apologize for zoning out while he was talking cause you didn’t mean to :(

He understands that you don’t mean to zone out and he just enjoys your company and that you let him talk about his inventions.. even if you’re zoned out the majority of the time

He really enjoys how affectionate you can be! Since he loves hugs he always goes to you for a hug

Once you were helping him repair his airplane and he asked for the wrench and when you were gonna get it you just.. forgot

You could not for the life of you remember what he asked for, you awkwardly shuffled over to him rubbing the back of your neck sheepishly and he sighed trying not to laugh asking

“You forgot what I asked for, didn’t you?” While holding back a laugh

“..Yeaaah”

“I asked for the wrench, Y/N”

You nodded and went back to get the wrench, thankfully, this time you didn’t forget

Knuckles

He would be very confused when you zone out since he’s never seen anyone else zone out before

Let alone someone zone out and have that everlasting brainless expression

He probably would take a picture of you and send it to the family groupchat with the caption “Is this normal?? Are they okay?”

They would tell him it’s normal for you to zone out and have that face when you do, he would still be confused though

He wouldn’t really know what to do to make you stop zoning out so he would just poke your face repeatedly

Once you stop zoning out he would sigh in relief, probably scared that you’d be stuck like that or something

He would offer you grapes in promise you wouldn’t zone out like that again cause it scared him, yet he wouldn’t say that out loud

His heart will flutter if you hold his hand and trace it with your fingers and stuff while you zone out it just gets him so <333

He isn’t one for affection but he accepts it from you

He enjoys your hugs and such, he likes how touchy feely you can be, he thinks it’s cute

Like the others, he doesn’t mind that you forget stuff easily

Once he was talking about something and you started to doze off as he was talking and you kinda just.. fell out of your chair..

He just stood there like 🧍‍♂️ w h a t

Extremely confused as to what happened and if you’re okay

When you get up and tell him that you’re okay he’s very relieved

Just please try not to scare him like that again

WOOO I GOT IT DONE!!! IM SO PROUD OF THIS I THINK THIS IS MY BEST ONE YET 😭💕💕 I personally relate to these headcanons since I tend to zone out a lot when people are talking and forget stuff easily lmao

Feel free to send in requests! This one was extremely fun to do!! My posts may be slow though due to school and end of grade testing coming up <3

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lilisouless · 2 years

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Genya: Aren't you supposed to be training?

Kuwei eating on a chair : This is way too good to miss out , The king and Brekker are figthing over who´s team would win on a fight and Brekker refuses to concede even one win over Nikolai.

Nikolai: No offense Brekker, but your leg...

Kaz: I had a harder training in the screets that made me tougher than either of you put together

Nikolai: Alright! But what about Tamar? Sure your wraith is terrific but-

Kaz: "But?" You better not follow up on that-

Nikolai: Tamar is a heartrender and axes win over knifes

Kaz: Please, you can't sneak on someone with axes.

Nikolai: Sneaking is not everything! But i asume you would never admit anyone could beat Inej (even if it´s true) ...

Kaz: Don't make me call her for telling lies

Nikolai: But you have to give this on to me: David and Van Eck has no question

Kaz: Of course not

Nikolai: Well, at least-

Kaz: Wylan could clean the floor with Kostyk if he wanted

Nikolai: You are insane, David is a grisha and taller than him

Kaz: Wylan can do anything without powers, and he is a ruthless bitch who knows what to say to destroy you. While Kostyk , i could wack him with my cane and he would apologize.

David: I mean, i know the paintwork may be damaged

Nikolai: Alright , i didn't want to use this card but you left me no choice; Zoya! no one on your team would last against her. And don't tell me "Nina" , Dragon beats zombies , everyone knows that.

Kaz: Oh really, what about: A zombie dragon? Thats two points on Nina

Nikolai: You don't even know if she can do that! Just admit the defeat this time

Kaz: I will when you trow me an actual decent figther , i will allow it

Nikolai: i got one, if we put Tolya and Helvar in a fight, are you willing to give Helvar a compliment in order to win the argument?

Kaz: Oh no, he would beat up Helvar

Matthias: Hey!

Kaz: I mean, forget Yul Bataar. Even the pipsqueak Starkov with her bare hands or her brainless pet could take Matthias-

Matthias: HEY!

Kaz: Oh calm down, they are not here. They can't feel insulted

Matthias: I AM!

Kaz: But i am not dumb enought to pit your big tree against Matthias. If thats your player, mine would be Jesper.

Nikolai: Now you are just bluffing . He is smaller and only uses those guns while Tolya is a powefull grisha (why is Nhaban laugthing?).

Kaz: This is more about your man´s weakness. He is terrified of Jesper, he almost fainted when we intorduced them

Nikolai: No way, is that true?

Tolya: The yellow pants, Sir "cringes" the yellow pants

#six of crows shitpost #grishaverse shitpost #six of crows #netflix shadow and bone #kaz brekker #nikolai lantsov #jesper fahey #wylan van eck #nina zenik #matthias helvar #kuwei yul bo #genya safin #zoya nazyalensky #tamar kir bataar #tolya yul bataar #david kostyk #leigh bardugo #grishaverse incorrect quotes

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sorry to vent but i honestly am just so damn tired atp of having to desperately cover everything in disclaimers and constantly perform outrage just to be allowed to exist in fandom spaces now as a black fan. like my original mindset was just that it’s disappointing but i don’t and can’t expect celebrities to perfectly mirror my values, and with all the actual problems in my life and the world - including racism that actually affects my real life AND things i have the ability to potentially do something about - i wasn’t going to spend my time and energy being furious that a pop star i’ll never meet is fucking an edgelord i’ll never meet either. like i’m sorry but i already compartmentalized all this YEARS ago and have zero expectations of celebrities so it’s just whatever to me. if taylor herself was spewing racist comments or if matty was actually some white supremacist nazi and not just an intentionally provocative edgy douchebag it would be different, but TO ME PERSONALLY the actual situation as it is is just not that serious and not worth my outrage.

but am i, one of those ‘poc fans’ everyone is constantly falling all over themselves to declare themselves supportive of and ‘safe’ for, allowed to feel that way as one of the people actually targeted by that idiot’s dumbass comments? NOPE! you best believe people were FURIOUS that i thought i could get away with not performing Angry Black Woman Rage for them every single time i want to simply engage in my hobby and discuss fun things, or analyze surprise songs, or express empathy for taylor in any circumstance, or just do anything that isn’t ranting 24/7 that she’s terrible and racist and irredeemable. so now every time i want to do any of those things i have to write 6000 disclaimers that yes taylor is awful and no i don’t like matty just so overwhelmingly white fans won’t yell at me that i’m not really black (an accusation i’ve now gotten three separate times), or that i’m hurting other poc by “condoning racism” (which i have not done), or that i’m so far up taylor’s ass i would still stan her even if she personally called me the n-word (the final straw that made me turn anon off probably for good) and idk it’s just…not fun being here anymore now that everyone is just going to treat me like a doll who’s only here for them to virtue signal with (and ‘virtue signaling’ is a terrible term but like that is truly, genuinely what a huge chunk of this fandom is doing rn), claiming to obsessively care about my feelings and fandom experience so they’ll look good but then berating and scolding me every single time i step a toe out of line and try to express my own opinion or commit the grave sin of Enjoying Taylor Swift On My Taylor Swift Blog. like sure taylor disappointed me but it’s other (again, overwhelmingly white) fans who have completely ruined being here and made it a miserable chore to be a black fan, not her. atp I just want her to drop him and everyone to forget not bc he sucks but bc i just want to be allowed to exist peacefully on my own blog again, without having to constantly walk on eggshells so the people who ~care about marginalized fans~ won’t come call me a stupid brainless bitch who lets taylor manipulate me because i’m a self-hating racist. i’m just so tired.

i am tired too and i am really grateful to you for writing all this out (i hope it felt a little cathartic) because i 100% AGREEEEEEEEEE. the way this fandom acts anytime they start talking about uplifting poc will never not be weird to me and i think you explained why perfectly.

#like maybe this will only make sense to you anon #but i'm always just thinking 'it's not that deep' fjadskl #of course racism is deep but we aren't being anti-racist if we're just being bitchy about fandom shit on here #hot taykes

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y0imyas · 2 years

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[ tartaglia / childe ; mon amour ]

warnings; fembodied!reader / no pronouns used ; no protection mentioned (coming inside) ; car sex (empty parking lot) ; reader is called sweetheart a few times

mdni!

my requests are open !!

wc; 1k

a/n; inspired by a part in mon amour by GEMINI (spotify link !)

— honestly, i can't believe i'm so close to you right now, climb into the driver's side, finally, our worlds collide, honestly, you make me wanna sin for you right now.

ajax sighed when he finally parked the car at the usual parking lot you two favored to go to whenever you needed to get out of the house if you felt stressed out from working.

it had become a habit of the two of you to just go outside every few days and go for a drive without a destination, windows down and listening to music. both of you liked to just wear the most comfortable clothes imaginable. given the hot weather, you had decided to wear a longer shirt that was long enough to cover your thighs while childe was wearing a tanktop and shorts.

he sighed softly as he finally looked towards you and smiled. ajax looked really tired, but your presence made him forget about it all, his entire focus was now on you, only you.

"i missed this. i missed you", he mumbled, softly brushing away the hair from your face. you couldn't help the sudden warmth creeping up on your cheeks.

“you look so adorable right now, sweetheart.” ajax often liked to compliment you and it always made you want to kick your feet around like you were a teenager being noticed by their crush.

looking back at him, you just couldn't help yourself and stare at his lips. they always looked so kissable…

you didn't know what came over you that you just unbuckled your seatbelt and climbed over on his lap before you leaned down and kissed him— desperately.

"i've been thinking about this all day, ajax", you mumbled as you pulled away for a mere moment, the way he looked into your eyes made you shiver and you simply couldn't handle the intensity of his gaze. "i wish we were home right now."

"why wait until we're back home when we could just..." he didn't continue with his words, preferring to use his actions instead.

it was insanely easy for him to just pull your t-shirt over your hips and your panties aside. ajax quickly lowered his seat to the back so you would have some more space.your head was now on his shoulder as he massaged your clit with his fingers, having you whine softly.

you didn't have much options to have your hands grab on, given the fact that you were practically laying on him on the car seat. "are we really going to fuck here? what if someone sees us?"

"barely anyone ever comes up here, you know that, sweetheart", he replied. "mhmm, you're already so wet." his voice was deeper by a few octaves, whispering right into your ear which made you clench around nothing. "did you miss me that much?"

his deep giggle made you look up at him once again. you nodded slightly. "i did. you were right by my side but ... it felt like you weren't as well. i missed you so much, ajax", you were sure what you were saying didn't even make sense but you couldn't care less. you just needed him to fuck you brainless.

you quickly tried to get his shorts down— which was a lot harder than expected, given the circumstances— while he quickly closed the windows of the car. once you successfully pulled down his shorts, you didn't waste much time to lower yourself down on his hard cock, the moment he bottomed out made you both moan out lightly.

“you’re so fucking tight, baby, please, relax”, ajax’ voice was whiney, his eyes were closed as he enjoyed that moment you finally took him after a long week. you hid your face against his neck as you slowly started to move up and down on his cock, soft whines escaping your lips.

your one hand was holding the car seat for balance while your other hand was softly against his cheek, slowly caressing his now blushing skin.

everything felt so hot around you, the windows were fogging up from your heavy breaths and ajax quickly put his arms around your waist to help you quicken your movements. in that moment, nothing else mattered. it was just you two right there, closer than ever and both trying to reach a very needed release from all the pent-up stress coming from the past few days.

ajax was so loud. he was moaning right into your ear, telling you how much he loves you and how much he missed and needed this, his words were slowly turning into senseless babbles. he was moving your body so quick at this point that you didn’t even do anything anymore; you couldn’t because he had you so weak for him that you were unable to.

“i’m so close”, he whined, right before he spilled his cum into you, moaning out loudly once again, almost sobbing from the overstimulation as he just couldn’t stop thrusting up. you felt his cum already seeping out of you but you couldn’t care less about the mess you two were making. you were just so close. nothing else mattered for you.

“please, please, ajax, please”, you started begging, trying to meet his rough thrusts by starting to move your hips again— you just wanted to come.

you were so far gone when you finally came around him, tightening around him. both of you needed a moment to recover and relax again, he was still inside of you, his cock slowly softening and slipping out. as the two of you finally relaxed, you started giggling.

“i can’t believe we just did that”, you laughed, leaning down to pepper kisses all over his face and lips. “i love you. so much.”

“i love you, too, sweetheart”, he replied as you finally got off his lap and pulled up your panties again. “we really need to clean these seats when we’re back home.”

“i mean… we can also continue when we’re home? you decide”, you suggested with a knowing smirk – you knew ajax, he would probably find an excuse to fuck you again; and you wouldn’t complain.

“put your seatbelt on”, he grumbled as he finally started the car’s engine and drove off the parking lot, excited to show you just how much he really missed his sweetheart.

#genshin impact #genshin impact smut #gesnhin impact tartaglia #genshin impact childe #tartaglia smut #childe smut #❀ childe posts

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foggyparadisecandy · 1 year

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DUMBIFICATION AND BIMBOIFICATION TRANCES?

Why is it I see so many people wanting to be dumber and bimbotastic?

And SOOOOOOOO many hypnosis files and hypnotists and tumblr blogs cater to this!

People line up to drop deep into trance and shut off their brains and just follow orders to be dumb and bimbofied.

All I see is:

Drop drop drop drop drop

Drift drift drift drift drift

Deep deep deep deep deep

And "hehe I'm a dumb bimbo!"

Ugh. Who wants to think about that?

Probably no thinking at all honestly.

Where are my peeps who want to be Smart-ified and Less Slutty?

Just once I want to see people stand up and speak out and say:

"I'm looking for someone to help me be super smart and completely appropriate and not at all slutty and bimbo-y like I really am deep down inside!"

Just once, people!

I want someone who would say:

"I wish I wasn't so dumb. Like, um, OMG, I like *totes* want to be smart and everything.

And like, that would be like <giggles> so much like fun and ummm hot. Like I get super aroused thinking like what if I wasn't so dumb?

And like ... uhhhh ... I'm like so tired of looking sexy and fuckable and picking up guys and girls like ALL THE TIME. <sigh>

Like why am I always wearing such slutty clothes?

And like I can't stop thinking of like just getting down on all fours for any guy or girl who wants me!

I just want to be like, you know, um. Normal? Not like this giant whore that I am today.

Like maybe I could be not attractive and whore-y? Like, can you *totally* do that for me?

I'll like totally like be your sex slave and everything, like, you know ... you could do like whatever you want with me like forever and ever ... if you like made me smart and not slutty! <giggles>

That would be SO HOT!!!!

Like I can *totally* imagine and think about being like smart and not like totally like stupid and stuff.

That would make me so horny to be ... ummm ... totes smart and everything!"

I know you are out there, dummies!

Daddy is here for you.

Just give in and let go for a moment.

Just forget about those concerns and worries.

Just relax.

Take a deep breath.

Slow your breathing.

Feel your body relax and your mind grow calm.

Drift away.

Silence your thoughts and mind.

Turn everything off and just drop and relax.

Drop down into deep relaxation and just imagine yourself not dumb and not a bimbo.

I know it's difficult but try!

Trance out for a bit. I know you know how to.

Just think of the last time you tranced and were deeply hypnotized.

Imagine how you felt.

How peaceful it was.

How calm it was.

How relaxing it was.

How you were blank and empty.

No cares.

No concerns.

Let your worries drift away.

Let it all drift away.

Then focus your thoughts with me.

Think about not being dumb.

Think about not being stupid.

Think about not being so vacant.

Think about not being so blank.

Think about not tripping over big words.

Think about not tripping over big thoughts.

Think about not giggling so much.

Think about not dressing so slutty.

Think about not showing off your boobs.

Think about not posing suggestively all the time.

Think about not taking hot selfies and sending them to friends.

Think about not being so horny.

Think about not being so bimbo-y.

Think about not being so turned on.

Think about not being so aroused.

Think about not being in a collar.

Think about not being used.

Think about not pink.

Think about not whore.

Think about not dumb.

Think about not thinking.

Think about not obeying.

Think about not obedience.

Think about not slave.

Think about not freedom.

Think about not collar.

Think about not leash.

Think about happy.

Think about dumb.

Think about stupid.

Think about bimbo.

Think about whore.

Think about fun.

Think about brainless.

Think about blank.

Think about empty.

Think about serving.

Think about obedience.

You can do it, sweetie.

Daddy knows you can do it.

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wvbaandtheboys · 9 months

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thinking about dahlia talking MAD shit about the girls behind their backs when she’s alone

like dahlia seems like such a benevolent endearing dumb dumb but the sheer envy she has to hold back in front of the other girls is fucking CRAZY

like she wouldn’t go after anyone else besides dollie (unless she felt the urge to, as in if they pissed her off whether intentionally or by accident, her thing is all about jealousy towards everyone she thinks will ruin her chances of becoming famous like dollie after all) but god if she did it would be such a shitshow

catch dahlia talking shit about adarna, mane, luna (not a fame thing, think of it more like luna’s just caught in the crossfires of her anger), bessie, and ESPECIALLY dollie, and any other person that gets on her nerves (boxer or not, fame is her main motivator but she’s also just. a mean bitch you know?)

since I’m feelin it lemme write examples!

“Mane Event?…. Mane… Event? …Mane… MAIN Event? Heheh!” Dahlia giggles, feeling her teeth grit. “Silly, silly Miss Event… You’re a sideshow at best!”

“I mean come on! You wear that ugly piece of porcelain you call a mask, and then you have the nerve to mock all the other girls. Especially Big Sis Dollie… Oh, what a bully… what a meanie!…”

“…Heeheehee. So really, who would ever even wanna be around a nasty, trashy piece of garbage like you? Let alone like you? And when someone tells you that truth, suddenly you can’t say anything for yourself. I bet you even cry underneath that mask you wear… what a sad bitch you are. I’m gonna make you know why you don’t mess with Big Sis… just you wait, Miss Event.. Playtime’s over.”

“Aww… Miss Adarna is soooooo sweet. How could you hate such a kind, beautiful girl like her? Everything about her is just so pretty! Her hair, her face, her eyes, her clothes, her voice… She really is like a bird…”

“…Oh yeah, I hear her voice a lot. Cause birdies love singing. But I hear her crying instead. Crying because someone hurt her feelings or did something mean to her… and whenever she starts, it’s almost like she has people rushing to her… doing whatever she wants like she’s a wailing little girl…”

“Maybe some people think she’s so precious that they have to put her on a little pedestal… After all, she clearly doesn’t like being bullied… But! Maybe people would stop being so mean to her if she stood up for herself! I mean, why is she a boxer if she doesn’t protect herself when they’re mean to her? She’s got a strong body, but such a pathetic mind and heart.”

“Nope! Instead of standing up for herself like a lady, she just cries, and cries, and cries. It’s like she knows she won’t do anything and just wants everyone to do the job of protecting her for her…! Haha! Oh silly Miss Adarna, what a wimp! I’m surprised that anyone even talks to a crybaby like you.”

“Since you looooooove crying so much, and you just looooove having people come to snuggle and coo at you that everything’s gonna be okay, I’ll give you a reason to cry!”

“In fact, I’ll make you cry so much that your eyeballs will be all puffy and you’ll get a splitting headache! Not a dainty little sob that you’d usually do, a full on ugly cry! And I’ll even film it for you! So everyone will see how much of a spineless, helpless idiot you really are!”

“So who cares if I’m a bad toy? I’ll do anything to outshine Big Sis Dollie. And if any of those brainless, dolled-up morons think they’re gonna stop me from getting there and overtaking that freak?… Ehe! I’ll just have to ruin them along the way! That’s easy! I’m real sneaky when it comes to playing tricks! Everyone thinks I’m sweet as pie, and I am! But if you’re a naughty kid and treat a toy the wrong way, they’ll always remember even if you think they’ve forgotten! And trust me, I don’t forget anything you do to me! No matter what, Dahlia will always remember… Always.”

I wish I was more creative with the insults but this is the best I got 😭 uhh lemme just credit those creators rq but I wont ping them

Mane Event belongs to the swaggy @/sukippershipper

Adarna belongs to the wonderful @/nesssblog

#punch out!!#super punch out #punch out oc #doting dahlia #rocky rambles

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