#im astonished at myself what was I doing

[bugsandthebeans]

I feel like getting into mcyt is like finding yourself falling into a really deep rabbit hole with entire different colonies of bunnies for the different servers, and in each of these there’s who knows how many tunnels branching off which increase in length and number by the day and you just find yourself getting lost in one of these tunnels for such a long time, so by the time you’ve actually stumbled your way out, tired, thirsty and muddy, you know your entire way around that particular colony of tunnels and are friends with every single bunny there, each of which has told you their extensively long and usually traumatic life story and forced you to learn it word for word, with embedded quotes like a fucking rs exam.

And then you somehow find yourself in a different set of tunnels, and realise you actually met this other set of bunnies as a young child playing in the field one day, and so you all catch up and you find out all your old bunny friends have got married and had children and yada yada, and so you’re able to learn your way around this burrow much quicker, and by the time you’re ready to leave your now reunited bunny friends all make you promise to come back and visit every so often, and you absolutely must go and send their regards to another set of bunnies in one of the nearby burrows.

So off you go onto the next one, and you do actually know a few of these bunnies that have moved from the burrow with your old friends to this newer, but still homely and warm burrow, with a little chaos added in. But you find you like this chaos, it’s not like the heavy traumatic chaos of the very first burrow, where you got stuck in tunnels for days on end, it’s more like one of the bunnies will change the entrance of a tunnel and not tell anyone, then laugh whilst everyone else tries to blindly find their way around, all of you giggling like maniacs as you try to catch the one changing the layout in the act, and instead falling right into a small hole they’ve planned for that exact situation.

So you soon learn that there are groups of different bunny colonies that are friends, and all these groups frequently visit each other and they all have fun together, so you’re slowly introduced to all the bunnies from all the burrows, and some you see more often than not and are better friends with, but there are also some that you just know exist but don’t really talk much, and sometimes even bunnies from completely different burrows will take a day trip to see each other and then leave for a month and you won’t see them for a good while until they randomly show up in someone else’s tunnel again, or you just so happen to be walking past on your way somewhere else, and you go to say hi and accidentally spend a weekend there.

And so you pretty much just live with these bunnies for the rest of your life, once you’ve fallen down that rabbit hole there’s no going back up, but you enjoy it because you have many bunny friends to talk to all the time and there’s just so many of them and they’re all so interesting, and even if you do end up somehow managing to crawl your way out of the rabbit hole, you always keep the memories of these bunny friends close to your heart, and whenever you see a bunny outside you don’t hesitate to give it a smile and a nod, and maybe even a wave or a friendly hello as it passes :]

#did I just write an entire essay comparing mcyt to bunnies what have I done #mcyt #hermitcraft #life smp #dsmp #empires smp #still though how on earth did I think of this #im astonished at myself what was I doing #i literally just spent an hour comparing goofy minecraft men to bunny rabbits help #grian #third life #last life #double life #man I love pressing enter after writing a tag the way it just bloop turns into a little blue blob is so so satisfying oh my god #AND THE WAY IT JUST SLIDES UPWARDS AAEUUGHH #oh my god I fucking love metaphors

[maggiecheungs]

I will never make you lonely / You’ll always be beside me / I’ll cherish this happiness you gave me / I will never make you lonely / I will walk with you at your pace —skz, loveSTAY

to nico @gaydongsik​ 💙 from the president of your fanclub

#nico tag #moonlight #umberto d #malila the farewell flower #mary is happy mary is happy #brokeback mountain #various #ellisgifs #HELP I— #IM CRYING SJFHCHCUVK IN RETROSPECT IT JUST LOOKS LIKE I MADE YOU A GIFSET OF KINDA DEPRESSING FILMS FOR YOUR BIRTHDAY 😭😭😭😭 #that wasn’t exactly what I was going for sjfhvjbudkvfjvk #more like….. #something something films where lonely and struggling people find unconditional love in each other (or in a dog) #because apparently when it comes to favourite films we really do have a Brand #😭😭😭😭😭😭 #anyway. nico my nico 💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙 #happy happy birthday and i hope this year gives you everything you deserve #caro i don’t have the words for how glad i am for your existence and your friendship #you always astonish me with how much effort you put into being kind and considerate and caring #being your friend (and fanclub president) makes me want to become the best version of myself #i know life isn’t always easy but i hope you know that we’re here for you always and forever #staying by your side through the good times and the bad isn’t a burden; it’s a privilege <3 #love you sm caro 💙

[jeyaam]

im so sad for no reason

#i feel hopeless lmao #don’t feel like doing anything at all #the amount of times ive cried these past few days is astonishing bc atp idek what im crying for #i withdrew myself from all the performances i was supposed to participate in too idk why #omg emo jeya arc

[newvegascowboy]

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#not fallout #kal talks #ok to preface this is a POSI VENT #it just might get a little heavy #i tend to be a Little Personal on here and im going to be a lil more personal. im thinky thoughts #but man... its been a year since literally the lowest point in my life #like last march. i will say. was... really bad for me mentally. i wont go much deeper than that but maybe some of you remember. #im much much better now but i will say i was a little wary as this month and anniversary approached because i was afraid basically #(the actual anniversary passed last week and i didnt notice) #but ive managed to do soo much growing and healing from where i was last year like it is honestly astonishing #im definitely not the same person i was when i couldn't even honestly confront myself #in a way i think what happened last year was one of the best things to happen to me #it doesn't mean that nothing bad will ever happen in the future but it does mean that i survived that and i can survive whatever else #happens too #healing isnt linear i know that. like obviously im going to have setbacks and some days im incredibly whiny and bitchy #like October/November were suuuper hard on me mentally #but again - still here! #still alive and still putting laundry away and taking baths and reading books and doing art #And its almost SUMMER again! #and god i want to live this summer. #and its kind of funny how...when you think you want to die just saying thr words 'i want to live' feels like...idk. it feels like something #but i want to live #and i want to go hike at zion and i want to eat watermelon and i want to sit in the sun and paint red rocks #i wanted to die last year and it felt so real i could have but im still here and i want to live and do things while im here #that's all i guess #life's hard. its a bitch and then you die. but there are some pretty good parts to it too and every summer i remember why

[iidsch]

can you imagine if someone said that they are severely depressed and the only way to feel better is to hunt endangered animals for sport? like we would all agree that this person shouldn't do that just because it's the only thing that makes them happy and that maybe they should a. go to therapy and b. find something less harmful, right? well i just saw someone said they use ai art bcs they are disabled and cant draw anymore so-

#m #art stuff #ai art #ive thought sometimes about how devastating it would be if i lost my sight and couldnt draw anymore #or do many of the things i love because they require me to see #and it's a very scary thought honestly #but i would just learn to move on and find something else to do #like. you know. what every blind person has to do because that's just life #but i wouldnt start doing unethical stuff like ai art which steals from other artists #also genuine question but what do you get from using ai to generate an image #i enjoy making my ocs on picrew but that can never replace the joy of drawing something myself #and it's astonishing to see an artist say that ai can replace that feeling #also not to be that person but beethoven was deaf and he is the greatest composer of all time #there are blind people who make incredible art and deaf people who make amazing music #having a disability is still not an excuse. and if it's really preventing you from creating art then do something else #im depressed and barely draw but i've learnt to do other creative stuff like gifs and edits #using your disability to defend something that hurts artist is honestly disgusting and anyone who does so should be ashamed of themselves

[nonbinaryeggrolls]

When Someone Tries to Touch Your Hair

JJK men x gn black!reader

I had this idea for a little while and I absolutely love it. As someone who has to literally fight off ppl with a stick to keep them from basically "petting" me, I thought it would be so cute to write about the JJK men sticking up for you

Warnings: Fluff!, no nsfw but MINORS ARE STILL NOT ALLOWED GO AWAY, angst in Gojo's, specified braids/locs/twists in Toji's, unwanted physical touch, I think that's it!

Starring: Nanami Kento, Toji Fushiguro, Gojo Satoru

MINORS DNI. AGELESS AND MINOR BLOGS WILL BE BLOCKED

Nanami Kento

Of course he remains calm, he's always calm. but trust, inside he is BOILING with anger

Kento adores your hair, it sounds weird but he loves watching you on wash day care and tend to your hair with such detail and precision. Apart of it is so he can learn to do it himself one day so you won't have to spend so much time doing it yourself

He's always buying the best products for you no matter how expensive he knows black hair care products can be.

Design Essentials, Creme of Nature, Mielle, jojoba oil, tea tree oil, hair masks, curling cream-- you name it (or even glance at it in the store) he's already bought it for you

So seeing someone disrespect you by even attempting to touch you makes him absolutely livid

Kento: "I don't know I didn't think it was all that great, the plot didn't really make a lot of sense." Kento said as you two walked out the doors of the movie theater.

Y/N: "What?! I thought it was good, you're always hating on superhero movies you're like an old person. Oh! the boba place closes at 9:30 did you still wanna--

"Oh my gosh I just have to ask who does your hair? It's so pretty!" A young woman around your age popped up from behind you guys, her intensity kind of startling you a little bit

Y/N: "Oh, thank you that's so sweet! I actually do it myself" you smiled and she looked at you in astonishment

"Really? Wow it looks like it was done by a professional, I bet it takes you so long!"

Kento's eyebrow raise and body stiffen in an almost defensive way, he was already anticipating what was coming next

Y/N: "Yeah, sometimes it can. It kind of just depends on how tired I am that d--

Your body leaned back as she reached out to grab the top of your head. Kento wrapped his arm around you and pulled you back by your shoulders, shooting daggers at the woman as if she had just committed an unforgivable act

Kento: "Please step back. You don't need to touch them to compliment them." he reprimanded and held a firmer grip on your shoulder. He wasn't going to yell at a woman he didn't know but he sure as hell was going to get his point across

"O-oh Im sorry I didn't mean anything by it. I just think it looks really ni--

Kento: "Then you can think it's nice from a distance, they're not a dog. Have a good night." Kento intwined your hand in his and led you away to the car. You looked up at him and a small grin grew across your face

Kento: "Don't look at me like that."

Y/N: "You're like a guard dog. Like a snappy little golden retriever." you giggled before planting a kiss on his jaw which he returned with one on the top of your head

Kento: "Cmon lets go get boba."

Toji Fushiguro

Rage, Rage, and more RAGE

The anger that fills this mans body when someone tries to touch you is immeasurable, ESPECIALLY if its a man

Sometimes you have to calm Toji down when someone tries but its no use, he's already out of his seat and practically ready to kill

Toji is definitely someone who values his personal space, so he completely understood your frustration when you talked about how crazy it is that some people think its okay to try and touch you without permission

He's only seen it happen a few times, thankfully most people had common sense. But there was always that one asshole that crosses the line

You and Toji were out on a late night supply run getting items for Megumis science fair project. You roamed through the aisles of the arts and craft store filling your basket with acrylic paint, styrofoam blocks, construction paper and glue sticks

Toji: "What kind of fifth grader does a science project on soil erosion? Can't we just do something normal like a volcano or something?"

Y/N: "Are you gonna keep complaining all night or are you gonna actually help find everything on the list?" You turned around mad dogging him, both of you were tired and a little bit cranky and snappy at one another. Most of it was playful but some of it intended

Toji: "You look like a pig when you scrunch your knows like that." He chuckled attempting to pull you in for a kiss

Y/N: "You bitch-- Go get someone to open the spraypaints for us!" You said shoving your hand in his face and pushing his head back. Toji sauntered away to find the nearest employee to assist you guys

You stood alone in the aisle for a few minutes scrolling through instagram to pass the time until Toji came back, until a tap on your shoulder caught your attention. A random man, had approached you attempting to spark a conversation. Your eyes jotted back and forth around the area wondering where tf could Toji be and why was he taking so long to get back

"You got a really pretty smile you know that? Pretty hair too, you do this all by yourself?" He asked and took one of your (protective style)'s in his hands

Toji: "Now you..." Toji came up behind the man and planted a firm grip on his shoulder, "...are way too ugly and way too short to think they'd ever want someone like you to touch them. Don't you think?"

The man trembled in place at the vast size difference between the two

"I--"

He couldn't get a whole sentence in before Toji pulled him back by his hair then slammed him head first into the shelves next to him, making the man scream in pain. The star captured the attention of multiple employees and needless to say it wasn't long until you were being led out of the building by security.

Toji: "Did I do too much again?" He asked from the passenger seat, knowing full well he didn't regret his actions

Y/N: "We just got banned from the store, what do you think Toji?"

Toji: "Are you mad at me?"

Y/N: "Yes I'm mad!"

Toji: "Mm. The blush on your face doesn't look like someone who'd be mad at me." He grinned and you tried to hide the smile that started to form

Y/N: "Shut the fuck up."

Gojo Satoru

Gojo unfortunately was very ignorant to the topic at first

Maybe it was a cultural difference but when you told him people would ask to touch your hair he thought it wasn’t that big of a deal

“If someone admired your hair so much that they want to get close to it shouldn’t that be a compliment to you? It’s like they’re complimenting an artist for their artwork right? I don’t really see the harm in that, I touch Getos hair all the time and he's fine with it.” He said once before

Nonetheless it led to a very heated argument

He didn’t understand all the fuss around it, that was until he saw it actually happen

Seeing how physically uncomfortable you get when someone you don’t know tries to “pet” you put it all in perspective for him

Y/N: “Gojo, hurry we’re gonna miss the train!” You shouted as you ran through the subway station

Gojo: “I’m coming slow down! I don’t wanna drop anything.” He followed closely behind carrying the other bags of groceries you guys got from the farmers market

You both managed to slip through the train doors in time before it departed. You two managed to find two seats by the window, it was a preferred spot that way you both could gaze upon the countryside greenery as you passed on your way back to the city. Gojo leaned against the window and you leaned against his shoulder, the both of you trying to get some rest after a full day of walking.

The train stopped at its next spot to let on a few more passengers and a tap on your shoulder shook you out of your rest.

“Can i touch your hair?” a young woman behind you asked, but she had already reached out her hand before you could even answer. You pulled back before her hand could touch you

“Oh, um no please don’t do that…” you awkwardly said and turned back around. You looked over at Gojo who you know heard everything but was undermining the situation yet again

Gojo: “Calm down she didn’t mean anything by it, go back to sleep.” He dismissed you, not even bothering to open his eyes as he still laid against the window. You let out a low scoff and laid back against your seat instead of Gojos shoulder like you were before

The next few minutes we’re quiet as you dozed back off until you heard a loud camera click and could hear the girl frantically trying to turn the volume down

Y/N: “Did you just take a picture of me?”

“Oh it wasn't a bad one I was just sending your hairstyle to my friend I think it’s cute.”

Y/N: “I don’t care. Don’t take a fucking picture of me if—

“I didn’t even touch you so calm the fuck down…this is why no body likes to compliment you people anyways. You take everything too goddamn seriously.” she muttered the last bit under her breath but still loud enough to pick up. This sentence being the one that finally caught Gojos attention

Gojo: “What was that?” He stood up towering over the young woman

“I-I didn’t say anyth— I’m s-sor—

Gojo: “Shut up. Delete it. Now.” His eyes pierced through her and she scrambled to reopen her camera and delete the photos. She flipped the phone towards his face to show that they were no longer in her folder

Gojo: “Now go to a different seat. And if you touch them against i’ll smash that stupid fucking phone into the fucking concrete.” The young woman ran from her seat to the other side of the train as quickly as possible and Gojo sat back down. He attempted to put his arm around you but you wanted no part in it, for the next 30 minutes you ignored every attempt he made to get a word out of you. Even on the walk home you were cold

Gojo: “Y/N if you don’t tell me what’s wrong I can’t fix it!” he said as you entered your apartment

Y/N: “IVE TOLD YOU WHATS WRONG BEFORE. YOU DONT LISTEN!” you yelled, something he rarely heard you do, “I told you countless times before that people trying to touch me is a reoccurring problem for me and what did you do? You belittled me and made it seem like no big deal. Why did it take someone being blatantly racist towards me for you to actually start caring? Why did I have to prove the problem to you?” He looked back at you with no words just a stunned expression as he struggled to find the right thing to say

Gojo: “I…I don’t know. I’m sorry.” you rolled your eyes at his lackluster reply and turned away to the bedroom

Y/N: “Whatever. I’m going to bed.”

Gojo: “Y/N, wait I—

you slammed the door in his face before he could finish his sentence

story belongs to @nonbinaryeggrolls

do not steal

#nanami kento #toji fushiguro #gojo satoru #gojo x reader #gojo x black reader #toji x black reader #nanami x black!reader #jjk men #jjk headcanons #jjk angst #jjk

[lizhaoyu]

Why so shy? PART 1

A/N: Hey, gays. I'm back with a new fic. I started maining Iso for a little over the week, and I can say that I'm loving him. I haven't been seeing a lot of fanfics for him, so I took it upon myself to make one. Iso might be OOC, and I gave the reader shadow abilities because I'm gay. Enjoy thirsting.

Part 1 (You are here.)

Part 2

(Iso x Shy!GN!Reader<3)

Nervous.

That's exactly what you were feeling right now.

You've heard there was a new Valorant Agent coming around, and like the others, you came to greet him with a warm welcome.

But no one really ever said that the new recruit was this attractive.

Currently, the new recruit was greeting Jett and Phoenix who came up to him first.

Meanwhile, you were practically sweating buckets and very much trembling behind Jett.

What do I do??? Should I just walk away now????????, you thought.

"Hey." A smooth sounding voice interrupts your trail of thought.

OH FUCK, you internally died.

You turn to look at the new recruit, taking in his appearance.

Black hair, purple eyes, perfect skin, beautiful lips...

"U-Uh..." You let out. What were you supposed to say to the most attractive person you've ever met????

"I'm Iso." Iso looked directly into your eyes.

"I-I'm..." You stutter, unable to process the fact that he was speaking to you and looking into your eyes.

JESUS HE'S SO ATTRACTIVE WHAT DO I DO OH GOD FUCK IM GONNA COMBUST, you thought.

"Are you alright?" Iso asked, looking concerned.

"Bro, take it easy!" Phoenix ruffles your hair with a laugh. Right, you completely forgot about them. How were you not supposed to forget? A literal angel was in front of you.

"Don't worry, they're just shy." Phoenix grins, giving Iso a thumbs-up.

"I-I'm leaving!" You quickly ran away to hide your flushed face.

IS THAT SERIOUSLY MY FIRST IMPRESSION ON HIM? I'M FUCKED, you thought as your heart raced, your mind was frantic.

You ran quickly into your room, the metal door automatically closing behind you as you pressed a button to lock it.

You jumped in bed, unable to get Iso out of your mind. I mean, how were you supposed to? He looked absolutely astonishing and attractive that you immediately froze on the spot.

How were you supposed to talk to him like this? The moment he spoke to you, your heart immediately started doing cartwheels and your stomach was filled with a whole zoo of butterflies.

Even worse, you were reminded that Brimstone assigned you for the first training with the newbie. You were absolutely fucked.

Iso was to blame for looking like that. He was too attractive and handsome and beautiful and pretty and gorgeous and charming and lovely and delightful and appealing for his own good.

Right now, all you had to do was prepare yourself for Iso.

-

Last night, you barely had enough sleep. You were mentally preparing to face Iso without stuttering and your face flushing. You can't fuck up the training either, you had to keep up appearances.

You drag yourself out of your room with a tired expression, practically looking like a zombie out and about in the hallways.

You tried fixing your appearance, you really did. After all, you still had to look good despite the lack of sleep, right?

You press the button to open the training room's door, dragging yourself in with a sigh.

"Good morning." You hear Iso's voice beside you.

"Gah!" You jump, unable to process Iso's presence so early in the morning.

"Oh, sorry. I didn't mean to surprise you." Iso chuckles.

"N- It's fine...!" You shook your head, trying to compose yourself and prevent your face to flush.

"We didn't get to properly talk yesterday. Again, I'm Iso." Iso gave you a small smile.

"I heard about you from Brimstone. You're supposed to train me, right?" Iso continued.

"Ah-, yes. Should we start or do you want to warm up first?" You gave him a nervous smile. You tried hard not to stutter, really.

"No need. I'm really excited to see your abilities. Brimstone said that I should see for myself." Iso shook his head.

"Let's start. Grab whichever gun you feel comfortable with on the rack, and we'll start with the headshot accuracy training first." You nod, taking a Sheriff. It's one of your best picks, and you were eager to give Iso a great second impression.

Iso nods, standing beside you and taking a Vandal from the table.

TOO CLOSE HSGDGSAFDHASFD, you thought as you walked to the controller and spawning the training dummies.

"R-Right, so... For the first challenge, I need you to shoot the dummies in under 30 seconds. Try to get as much headshots as possible." You held the Sheriff tightly.

"Understood." Iso nods, getting into a stance and aiming his Vandal at the dummies, waiting for your approval to start.

"Begin." You nod to Iso, keeping an eye on his accuracy.

Iso quickly started shooting the targets, finishing them off with great accuracy and speed.

OMBSJDGJHASDG HE'S SO COOL AHSHASAHJGDS, you thought.

"Did I do good?" Iso looks at you, breaking your trail of thought.

"Oh- yes! Very good." You laugh nervously, checking your timer.

dont blush dont blush dont blush, you thought.

"You destroyed them all in 17.2 seconds, nice!" You smile, pocketing the timer.

"We can start with peer-to-peer ability counter training now... Uh, basically, we 1v1 but like... No shooting each other, haha." You smile awkwardly.

"Do we not use guns?" Iso asks.

"W-Well, we do. But we take out the ammo to prevent any friendly-fire." You look away, your face reddening slightly.

You take out the ammo from your Sheriff. Iso sees this and starts taking out the magazine and ammo out of his Vandal as well.

"A-Anyway... My abilities are shadow-related, much like Omen. We're kinda different, though." You explain.

"Back to the training at hand, I want you to try and counter me and my abilities with your own. Rest assured that I won't hurt you." You smile nervously.

"I understand. Do we start now?" Iso nods.

"Yes, let's start." You nod, standing a few meters away from him.

Iso nods, casting his ability, Contingency, to help himself push forward. He pushed through his wall, hoping to try and disarm you of your weapon.

However, when Iso lunged through his wall, you were nowhere in sight. Iso looked around swiftly, trying to discern your location. Suddenly, Iso feels the muzzle of your Sheriff behind on his nape.

"Right here, Iso." You press the muzzle of your Sheriff gently behind his neck.

"Woah..." Iso mumbles, slowly turning around with his eyes wide, like a cat.

OH FUCK DID I JUST DO THAT? ADNJGDASHGDSBDASD, you thought.

"I- Sorry! I, uh..." You quickly put away the Sheriff, your face flushing.

"How did you do that? That was amazing." Iso asks, his voice showing signs of eagerness.

OMG DID HE JUST COMPLIMENT ME? I'M DEAD, your mind raced.

"Was that one of your abilities? That was awesome." Iso continues.

"I- Y-Yes! I call that one 'Shadow Fusion'. Basically, I merge myself in any type of shadow. You have a shadow under you, so I merged myself with it." You explain, albeit nervously.

"A-Anyway... That's all for today's training. You're free to keep training, though." You nod to Iso, walking back to the table and placing the Sheriff on the table.

"Can we train together again sometime?" Iso asks.

HE WANTS TO TRAIN WITH ME AGAIN? SSGDHAFSDH, your mind raced, your face turning a light shade of red.

"Uh- Yeah! Definitely...!" You nervously nod.

"I have a mission briefing with Brimstone soon, I need to run. Uh, see you!" You came up with an excuse to leave, your mind racing with thoughts of him.

"See you soon." Iso smiles, nodding.

AAAAAAAAAAAAA, you thought as you rushed out of the training room.

That night, not once did Iso ever leave your mind.

-

(A/N: Hey gaymers, is this story to your liking? Requests are open to request a specific plot for PART 2. I based reader's personality here with me, because I get so shy whenever an Iso is in game with me, lol.)

#iso x reader #iso valorant #valorant iso #valorant x reader

[voltronisanobsession]

Hiiiii. Im gonna request again bc i love your writing and want more. So I got this idea while watching the episode where voltron crosses into an alternate reality and they meet Sven and Slav. What if the paladins (specifically Lance, Pidge and Keith) and their s/o had a way of looking into some of their alternate realities (maybe Pidge creates a way to see their alternate realities) only to find out that they are soulmates and fall in love in every reality they exist in together…like BRO SOULMATESSSSS IN EVERY REALITYYYY??? Kill me with fluff plz thnx ❤️‍🔥🥹

Soulmates in all Realities

OMG WHEN I TELL YOU I HAD A SIMILAR IDEA BUT FOR ALLURA!!!! I actually really LOVE this idea, im a sucker for soulmates💔 I had a little trouble deciding how I wanted to format this, but I decided on just writing them out than doing hcs, I really did enjoy this, free therapy. ALSO I WANTED TO INCLUDE HUNK ALLURA AND SHIRO BUT IMMA DO THAT IN A DIFFERENT POST‼️‼️ALSO IM SO SORRY THIS TOOK ME SO LONG TO ANSWER💔💔💔

Lance

The team rushed to where Pidge had urgently called them to, wondering what could have been so important that she needed all of them together. Worried yet confused, murmurs sounded in the room as they all waited for the two final paladins to join them.

Shoulder to shoulder, Lance and you both animatedly spoke to each other, giggles and laughter bouncing off the halls of the castle, entering the room with dumb smiles on your faces. There was one thing that was special yet odd about your relationship, which was how fast and easily you were able to click with each other.

Despite only having met after rescuing Shiro when you all were back on Earth, Lances’ outgoing personality clashed well with your own, immediately creating a strong bond in the first few days of knowing each other. While it was strange for the others to see how fast you both grew close to each other, none of them really bothered understanding why this was the case.

Since knowing Lance, you have always felt a strong pull towards him, a feeling foreign from what the other paladins gave you. You had figured he was just the right person you met at the right time.

Lance however, knew from the second he laid eyes on you that you were different from any other person he’s met. He realized when he began talking to you that it felt more like talking to an old friend he’s known for years than an actual stranger he barely knew.

The chemistry between you two was obvious, and after some time you and Lance finally decided to clumsily confess to each other, leading us to the where we are now.

Everyone quieted down once you guys entered the room.

“What’s with the get together Pidge? We were on our third round of Hunks food.” Crossing his arms, Lance leaned his body against yours, causing you to stumble as you tried to keep your balance from his added weight.

Turning around, Pidge, along with Allura, both looked at the group with open and amazed eyes. “Remember how we were stuck in an alternate reality? I was able to save and keep a small piece of the comet when we were going to examine it! Allura and I weren’t able to do much BUT!”

She took a small mirror like object from the table it was settled on and showed it off.

“We were able to make this! Allura somehow was able to use her Altean magic to merge the comet into a functioning mirror, which can look into different realities! I’ve been messing around with it, this can look through realities based on whoever is holding it!”

The group stared in astonishment until Hunk spoke.

“Cool! Very cool, fascinating actually! But! How exactly is this gonna help us on our battle with Zarkon?”

“Uhh, not that much…” Allura sighed in defeat yet regained her energy.

“It’s really interesting though! When I looked through it, i was able to see myself in different lifetimes and different versions of myself! Thought we would show you guys as well.”

One by one, everyone looked through the small mirror, some smiling at the mirror while others showed conflicting looks on their faces. The mirror was finally passed to where you and Lance stood, eagerly taking it in your hands with excitement.

“Ooooh I wonder how I’ll look like!” You gingerly took the mirror into your hands, looking into it with eyes full of wonder. Once the image cleared on the crystal surface, you immediately recognized yourself in the center. Despite the differences your alternate self had, like your in hair length and unknown surroundings, you stared in amazement. Suddenly a new figure entered the mirrors image.

“Hey! Is that me??” Lance shoved his face next to yours, staring in shock as he saw the two versions of you holding hands and giving each other loving kisses on the cheek. This made you both flush as the group began circling around you, suddenly interested in what was happening.

Once yours and Lances’ face were displayed on the mirror, new images began appearing, each with the same reoccurring scene. In one reality, this Lance, whose hair was past his chin, held you in his arms, spinning you around. Another image flashed as you both stared in shock as you realized both of you were still together in this new reality as well.

Every new image had you guys in shock, eyes wide open until you finally decided to put down the mirror. A thumping had emerged during this time in your head, watching as Lance held onto his head in slight pain. At once, you already had an idea of what this meant.

“If you guys new each other in these different realities, it’s not any coincidence. Are you always going to meet in every universe?” The group stood in silence as Pidge spoke. You looked at Lance, knowing he understood as well from the look he gave you.

One full of pain and remorse, one of pure love. This was no mistake. The universe had always planned for you to be together.

“We’re soulmates.” You breathed out, the words feeling right and true to your heart.

“Soulmates.” Lance whispered, slowly beginning to smile until he lifted you up in the air, laughing with joy.

“WE’RE SOULMATES IN EVERY UNIVERSE!”

Pidge

Pidge fiddled with a mirror like object, watching its surface gleam under the bright lights of the castle. Huffing, she sat up and walked out of her room.

After barely escaping the alternate reality they went through, the group all had to take a breather from any missions.

Not only had Lotor gotten away with the entire comet, but Pidge has had this crushing headache that didn’t seem to go away no matter what she did. Not after meeting hers and yours alternate selves in that reality.

And it seemed that she wasn’t the only one affected by this as you have also complained about an agonizing throbbing in your head after the mission. It only got worse when you guys were near each other. Deciding it would be best to stay away for a while, you and Pidge reluctantly kept your distance in hopes the pain would go away.

But it was days like these that Pidge couldn’t stand it. She couldn’t bare with the nonstop throbbing in her head by herself. She knew it would probably make it worse, visiting you, but she couldn’t seem to help herself. Walking down the long hallways towards your room, Pidge let her mind wander.

Seeing you and her, along with Slav and Sven, made her begin questioning just how little they all knew of the different universes that laid beyond their knowledge. Seeing the way your alternate selves clung to each other, protecting the other from danger, made her smile.

Despite the obvious difference in appearance and names, they really did resemble you and herself, which frightened her a bit. It couldn’t have been a coincidence that you both knew each in that reality and in your own, right?

The closer the young girl got to your room, the more apparent her headache became. Groaning, Pidge knocked on your door twice before she heard shuffling coming from the inside. Slowly you opened the door, eyes tired yet alert as you looked down on your intruder.

“I knew it was you the second I felt my head began hurting again.” Despite the weak smile you gave her, Pidge felt immediately guilty.

“Yeah, sorry about that. I just… I just needed to see you.”

Humming, you seemed to be thinking about something before opening the door fully, letting Pidge in. “You’re here already, might as well let you in.”

Pidge smiled and entered the room, immediately flopping on your bed and getting comfortable. You joined her, gently laying down to avoid making the pain worse.

The two of you laid in silence as you held her hand, enjoying each others company while trying your best to ignore the consistent throbbing that wouldn’t go away. It was until you noticed the mirror in her other hand that you finally broke the silence.

“What’s that?” Eyes drifting to where you were looking, Pidge raised the mirror so you can properly see it.

“Remember the comet piece I took for examination? I forgot I had it, so I decided to see what I could do with it.”

Pidge placed it in your hands.

“Those Alteans said that with the comet, they would be able to travel to different realities, so I thought ‘might as well make a mirror to see into other realties.’ I don’t if it works though. I wanted to try it with you.”

Looking at her with wide eyes, you began smiling. It always fascinated you how Pidge’s brain worked. Shuffling up into a sitting position, you dragged her up as well.

“Alright well let’s try this together.”

Not really understanding how to use the mirror, you turned it around until just staring at your own reflection. Suddenly, both of you watched in amazement as the mirrors image slowly warped to a different one.

“What’s happening?” The question was left unanswered as the image slowly cleared up, showing two familiar faces.

In the mirror, it showed what appeared to be you and Pidge, sitting at a table drinking something from their mugs. Their surrounding was unfamiliar, but the smile on the alternate version of yourselves captivated the two of you. Suddenly the mirror began flashing images quickly, each showing different versions of yourselves in alternate universe.

“How-”

Pidge was cut off by a striking pain going through her head. You quickly dropped the mirror, hands going to clutch your head as you whimpered in agony.

Images and scenes flashed through your heads, memories flashing quickly before you could even comprehend what was happening. Whispering from the memories echoed through your head, sounding much louder as your heart beat sped up.

These weren’t your memories. Yet all of them showed you in them. Dressed in various styles of clothing, hairstyles you’ve never had, all the images had your face in each one. And with you, there was one other person present in each memory.

Finally the intense flashbacks came to an end. Huffing, you brought a shaky hand to your mouth to cover the soft sobs that came out of you. It’s not every day your forced into remembering everything from your past lives.

Your eyes slowly drifted to where Pidge now laid starring off into the distance, watching as tears slowly fell down her face. Pidge turned her head towards you, reaching out her arms. You quickly pulled her into a crushing hug, emotions too strong for either of you to speak a word.

“I didn’t think we would find each other in this life time too.” Pidge whispered, her grip unrelenting on you. You let out a watery laugh.

“I guess the universe always planned for us to meet.”

After all this time, the pain that had bothered the two of you finally disappeared, leaving only two found soulmates in its wake.

Keith

“Keith do you know where Y/N is?”

Interrupted from his cleaning, Keith looked up from his blade to look at Pidge. He furrowed his eyebrows in confusion.

“No, I don’t. Is something wrong?”

She raised a small object from her side and showed him a mirror. Keith looked at it, glanced at Pidge, then back at the mirror.

“You want to show them a mirror?” Pidge nodded enthusiastically.

“Yeah! But I can’t find them anywhere. I was wondering if you can, you know…”

Keith finally understood why the short girl came to him. Sighing, he put down his sword and the small rag he was using and got up. He began walking towards the door with Pidge following after him.

Keith had this special… ability. No matter where you were, he always knew where to find you. It was difficult to explain to the others at first, trying not to sound creepy, but as time went on they were able to see what exactly he meant.

Since meeting you after saving Shiro all that time ago, Keith felt this strong pull towards you. Quite literally, it always felt like he was pulled towards your direction as there were times where he would wander around the castle only to see his body led him to where you were.

This happened so often that you even began noticing whenever Keith was around, even if you didn’t see him. But when you told him you didn’t feel the same intense pulling, he thought there was something wrong with him.

It didn’t last long though once he realized you could read him like an open book. Whenever he was upset about something, you would always happen to stumble into him and just know. Like something wrong was happening with him.

He was never able to lie to you about how he was feeling. Not when it seemed like you could look past all the walls he put up. When you could see through all of his confused emotions.

So that’s how you two were able to build up your relationship, him running to you whenever you were in trouble and you knowing whenever something was wrong during an intense mission, just by your gut.

“You know, I always wondered how you know where Y/N is.” Pidge broke the silence causing Keith to look down to her as he continued his walking.

No matter how many times he tried explaining it to the group, they couldn’t fully understand the science behind it.

“I mean. It’s like a force is pushing me to Y/N. My body just knows where to go.” Keith sighed. It was hard even for him to explain.

Pidge let out a thoughtful hum. The two continued down the long halls until they came to a double corridor. The young girl stepped up.

“Wait! Lemme guess which way she’s at!” Rubbing her chin, Pidge pointed to the right hallway, looking at Keith with a smile.

Keith let out a small smile of his own as he headed the opposite way, Pidge letting out a groan as she followed him through the left corridor.

They soon arrived to the hanger where the lions were all recharging. Pidge furrowed her eyebrows as she didn’t see you anywhere.

“I think your Y/N radar is a little off.” Keith rolled his eyes.

“I don’t have an ‘Y/N radar.’” Walking up to the Black Lion, Keith furrowed his eyebrows once again, wondering what you were doing in his lion. Pidge stood beside him confused as she didn’t know you were inside the lion.

“Y/N?” The boy called out for you, only waiting a few moments before you came jogging outside to see both him and Pidge. You smiled at both of them.

“It never ceases to amaze me how your radar works.” Pidge walked up to you as Keith let out a noise.

“It’s not- ugh whatever.” Keith walked up to you as well, placing a gentle hand on your back, the nonstop pulling settling at last.

“What’s up guys? Did something happen?” You looked confused as Pidge smiled at you with Keith shrugging his shoulders.

“Look what I was able to do with the comet ore I had!” You looked at her with wide eyes.

“Wait you still had some of the comet with you?!” The girl nodded quickly.

“Yup! Allura said I could use it since it was too small for her and Coran to make anything useful with it so boom! I made a window to see into other realities.”

“You make that sound like a normal thing to do.” Keith grunted out as his hand rubbed your back.

Hitting him with your elbow, you rolled your eyes and took a seat on the ground, beckoning her to join you. Once she told you how it worked, she handed you the delicate mirror.

“I wanted to show you first before showing the others. I was able to see myself in other realities and I just found it so AMAZING!”

Smiling, you looked up to Keith who was still standing and patted the spot next you. He hesitantly sat down, his leg touching yours.

“Let’s see if we’re together in these realities.” You joked, causing Keith’s face to warm up and Pidge to gag in the background.

Placing the mirror in front of your face, you and Keith watched in awe as an image slowly began appearing. A foggy figure stood in the center of the mirror, clearing up to reveal you. Or a different version of you. Despite having your face, this version of you looked completely different! You weren’t human in that universe.

“Are you seeing this! Woaaahhh!” You were so enraptured by what you were seeing you barely noticed the new person entering the image when you faced the mirror to Keith.

There walked in what seemed to be a Galra? Yet this Galra had Keith’s face and smile. You quieted down, feeling Keith clutch onto your hand, urging you to bring the mirror closer to him. There you both watched as your alternate versions talked to each other with a soft look in their eyes. The image soon changed showing many different realities of yourselves, each of them with each other.

The mirrors images soon faded only showing yours and Keith’s faces staring back in shock. You slowly placed the mirror on you lap and looked towards Keith. He was staring at the object in your lap still until he felt your stare.

His eyes made contact with yours and then it all suddenly clicked. Why he felt a pull towards you. Why you were able to read his mind so easily. In your reality, you two were always meant to meet.

“I guess we’re…” Keith hesitantly spoke still staring into your eyes with a newfound happiness.

“Soulmates?” You let out a small chuckle of your own cupping his cheek. After the word left you mouth, you felt something twist inside of you. And just like that, a flood of emotions crashed down on you as you felt Keith’s love, confusion, happiness, and fear merge with your own.

You smiled and he smiled right back.

Pidge looked between the two of you in shock and confusion.

“WAIT WHAT?! SOULMATES??”

Both of you looked at her in shock as you guys forgot she was there too. You looked at each other and then laughed at her confusion. Time to tell the others.

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[cuddleyhoney]

( john wick x fem reader) request - smut

3rd person view ✮ ⋆ ˚｡𖦹 ⋆｡°✩

The day was blissful, you had just gotten back from a quick run to the market picking up some strawberries and cookies! You missed your dear husband so much that you quickly drove home in your luxury vehicle listening to a mix of Taylor Swift and Lana Del Rey.

Parking into the garage and making your way into the home quietly ease your way into your beloved shared home surely to not make a sound in case your dog or John is sleeping. Placing the strawberries and cookies into the refrigerator then making your way upstairs. You opened your bedroom door smiling, cheery until you saw your husband who seemed to be fresh out of the shower sitting with his damp locks dripping water onto his shoulders. He wasn't just sitting down he was.. stroking himself something you had only your mind had imagined whilst showering or dreaming.

Within seconds you realized what you were seeing and locked eyes with John. Your jaw dropped then suddenly your eyes widened with embarrassment and arousal. You quickly stepped out of the room and shut the door. Standing in front of the closed door with an astonishing look on your face. Asking yourself if you should go back? or pretend you saw nothing... You didn't want to embarrass him but maybe he wanted you to see him like that.

John was surprised you came home so early, as soon as you shut the door which only took a matter of seconds he stood up and paced around the room. He grabbed his phone from his bedside table and texted you "come back, sweet girl". He stared at his phone hoping you didn't get scared or embarassed.

As you took a seat on the wooden floor you got a notification on your phone from the man you loved, John. Reading his message, you grew in arousal, your mind racing with ideas of what he could do to you. Then standing up quickly knocking on the door in an innocent kind of way saying "Mr. Wick could I please come in?" He opened the door towering over you still in then nude smiling and inviting you in.

Pushing you onto the soft bed he began to signal you to take your clothes off and undressing you steadily. Feeling his cold hands touch your bare skin and trace your waist. He kissed you down your neck into your collarbone with his body on top of yours, you felt secure in his realm. John traced your torso with his fingers until made it to your pelvis then sliding your light pink underwear off.

His fingers slipped into your folds, and he made deep eye contact with you whilst smirking at how soaked you were. John made you feel like his little princess, I mean you were, right? Your arm reached to stroke through his locks for a moment but he slowly took your arm and placed it above your head. He gave you a quick smile and slowly began to insert his two fingers inside of you moving them around agnoizingly slow, teasingly asking you silly questions like "So how was your day?" "Do you want to watch a movie later?".

You couldn't even respond, only with the smallest sqeuals, your hips moved and ached for more. He took his fingers out of you, you were empty and didn't want this session to end. John moved his head down and started circling his tongue on your folds teasing you and making you squirm. It felt great but you wanted more. He slowly began to lick over your clit and moved his hand to massage your breast all at once. You tried to move your one free arm to push his head further in between your legs but he stopped and starred at you. He stood up and looked at you then making a snarky remark "I'm not done with you" he ran to the closet and grabbed one of his suit ties.

He walked back over to you, climbed on top of you and placed both hands above your head and tied them together with his tie. It had the best scent of his cologne with a mix of his natural scent. He then moved in between your legs and placed himself into you making remarks like "oh my sweet girl im so lucky to have you all to myself" His thrust quickened and instantly made you go into a relaxed state making lazy eye contact with John. He plays with the few messy hair strands around your face and you let out small moans. You tried to keep contact with John but it was just too hard, until you hear his warm voice say "Just relax honey.."

the end <3

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[goldengirlls]

desire

warnings: 18 !!!! + innocence kink + age gap (readers in her 20's, he's in his mid 40's!!) + breeding kink + daddy kink jewelry fetish + cum play + slight degradation + overstimulation + hand kink + sex tape + exhibitionist

summary: his forever forbidden desire

a/n: here’s your ticket to hell !!! so this is my first time ever writing for him and im super excited to hear what people think !!

The faint paints and whines trembling from his needy lips echoed through the hall, making you stop when you heard him mutter Peach. Curiosity taking over your actions before you had time to think of what was happening you peeked through the cracked door and saw your ex boyfriends dad was getting off to the thought of you. Your thighs clenched together and a moan escaped your mouth before you had time to stop it, making his eyes shoot up and meeting yours. 

“What are you doing here, Peach?” Sinister and hungry filled his words. His eyes wandered over your little fucking excuse of your dress, that covered little to nothing. 

“What are you doing here, Peach?” Sinister and hungry filled his words. His eyes wandered over your little fucking excuse of your dress, that covered little to nothing. 

“I — I — ‘m sorry, I heard my nickname and I thought you —“ Your words made perfect sense in your head but came out jumbled and frantic. “I’m just gonna go and we can pretend this never happened.” You rambled trying to collect your thoughts and legs to take you anywhere but here but where stopped when you heard his voice ring through your ears. 

“Peach, come here.” The low husky voice draws you to him. 

They mentally undress you as you walk closer to him. Your legs seem to have a mind of their own, carrying you over to stand on the right side of his desk. 

“I’m sorry Mr. May-“

“JJ.” His hands coming to rest on your hips, his eyes dark and hungry as he looks at your doe eyes then your fumbling hands.

“I— I’m so sorry, JJ. I — just uh heard my name and thought you were calling me.” Your eyes watch your fingers fidget, trying to look anywhere but the man you played with yourself to at night. 

“You did hear your name.” His grip tightens on your waist as he scoots closer to you, eliciting a moan from you. And a smirk takes shape on his lips as he licks his lips. 

Your eyes wander around the room, trying to process those five words he muttered. Your body has a mind of its own today as you step closer to him, his smirk grows wider. 

“Did you like hearing your name falling from my lips?” His leg coming between yours, widening your stance. “Did you see me fucking my hand to you?”

A whimper falls from your lips, as you imagine him fucking his hand to thought of you like you touch yourself to him. Your lustful eyes finally meet him, his cheeks are rosy, hair disheveled and then you notice his cock imprint on his pants. 

“Did you like it, Peach?” His voice breaks you out of your train of thoughts.

“Yes.” Her eyes twinkled, filled with lust and astonishment. Straight out of a bad porno but fuck if he cared. 

“Yeah, Peach? Wanna see what you do to me?” His voice demanding and desperate as he pulls your body onto his lap, your legs on each side of him and his finger ghosting over your cheek bones.

Your face burns with desire as you hang onto every word he mutters out. 

“Peach, you can’t expect me not to be hard when you walk around in short dresses and too small bikinis, that beg for attention. My attention.” Your hips absent mindlessly grind into his cock. His hands gripping your hips, rocking your body harder into his, “Did you like watching me touch myself, princess? I think you did and i’m pretty sure if i were to dip my fingers into the tight little pussy it’d tell me everything I needed to know.”

“Daddy.” Its whiney, needy and something you didn’t mean to fall from your lips.

His eyes darken, “Say it again.” His hands burning with desire squeezing the life out of your hips. 

“Daddy.” Your doe eyes begging for him to touch your pussy. 

His lips are on yours before you can mutter out another word. He’s pressing you harder into his slacks, as you grind into him he can feel how wet you are groaning into your mouth.

“Can I touch you, peach?” He mumbles into your mouth as you nod your head feverishly. 

He has you wrapped around him and has your back on his pool table kissing your soul away. Deliciously obsessed with his desire. His lips everywhere and anywhere on you, needing to taste the sweetness that dripped off of you. His hands push your dress up above your tits and he swear’s not only could he cum at this moment but needed to take a million mental polaroids. A groan leaves his mouth, his teeth gently bite down on your pebbled nipple and his other rolling and tugging on your other. He bites on your nipple making you moan. He needs to mark you. Demands it. His tongue swirling around your nipples — pulling, tugging and most importantly marking you.

“Fuck, peach.” He moans against your nipple, “So pretty and needy for me.”

His eyes search yours one last time for any protest before his hands and mouth leave your body, quick and hungry to remove your thong from your body and spreading your legs apart. 

“Did you make this mess for me? Are you that desperate for me to touch me?”

“Yes, daddy.” You whine arching your back and trying to grind his teasing fingers, “All for you.”

The ring traces the outline of your pussy and brushes against your clit, his lips brushing against your thighs and his tongue licking your wet clit. Two fingers plunge themselves into your pussy and moans. His lips suck on your bud, your thighs tighten around him as he becomes territorial. It becomes primal. The whines leave your lips encouraging his tongue. His tongue tracing your name and his, his fingers grow tired but the desire is deeper. He needed you to cum on his fingers and tongue. He needed to know how sweet you tasted — because in his dreams you tasted like heaven. 

“ ‘m gonna cum daddy.” Your coil tightening and your mind hazey. Everytime your fingers dipped into your pussy at night you thought of him but you never imagined them feeling this good. 

“Yeah? Peach I need you to cum. Bet you taste like peaches. Sweet and juicy. Cum for me. Cum for me so I can fuck you.”

Your hips snap in the air and your legs squeeze around his head. Your hands searching for his hair and pulling it impossibly hard as you cum around his fingers and tongue. He drinks all of you in. Sweet as a peach. Licking his fingers and you clean. 

“Good girl.” His fingers brush your peach cheekbones and placing a kiss on your lips, “Can we try something? Can you be a good girl for daddy?”

You nod your head and mutter a yes out to fucked out and still coming down from you high. You hear a beep and tilt your head up and that's when you see the camera. “Need to remember the first time I destroyed you for anyone else, peach.”

You whimper at the thought of him watching this back as he masturbates to you. He walks back over to you, his hands cupping your cheeks and kissing your swollen lips. He has you on your feet and chest pressed against the fabric of the pool table. 

“Shh — my sweet peach, no need to whine. Daddy’s right here and he’s gonna take care of you.” He whispers behind you, his cold hands ghost over your spine as he grinds his slacks against your dripping core. “You know I’m always gonna take care of my favorite girl.” His lips press themselves littering kisses around your neck.

“Now I need you to be my good girl and look straight ahead,” he moves your head so you're facing the screen in front of you. “I’m not asking, I’m telling you to watch me fuck you on that screen.” 

“Yes sir.” You moan out when his hands grab your neck and bring your sweet lips to his. 

“That’s my good girl, peach.” 

You hear his pants hit the floor and the rest of his clothes and then you feel it. His cock angry and red. His thumb smears the pre cum around his tip and his tip grazes your clit collecting the left over mess from before. 

“Peach?” He whispers in your ear. 

“Yes?” You turn your head to look at him.

“You’re mine.” You hear him loud and clear. And with that he slowly sinks his angry cock into your pussy, swearing under his breath muttering how tight you were and that he was in heaven. He continues his slow movements until your pussys hugging his cock. JJ swears he’s never felt anything so tight and needy. The moans and sounds he pulls from your body are pornographic. This was his new favorite movie. 

“Fuck Peach —did my son not fuck you enough?” He moaned fucking into your deeper and brushing your g’spot, his arm wrapping around you to bring your back to his chest and his fingers work your clit. 

“He - we fuck daddy right there. He wouldn’t touch me down there.” You whine out and for a moment he stops his hips, his fingers graze your jawline admiring the state you were in — cock drunk and beautiful. 

It’s like a switch flipped. He becomes primal. His urge to fill you up with his cum is feral — just like the obsessed look in his eyes. He needed you to cum again so he could cum and fill you up over and over again. He needed to feel you clench around his cock demanding him let you cum. He wanted to watch you beg and whine for him. 

“Why.” His hips snap roughly, one hand rolling your nipples between his fingers, his hands smearing the mess on your clit from earlier. His desire consuming his body. 

“Because— because I only wanted you to touch me.” Those words music to his ears, “ I — can I cum?” You piece words together that seem more like syllables. Your mind hazy and jumbled.

“Peach, be a good girl and cum for me.” His pace sloppy, looking for his release but not before you. He could cum at the thought of him being the only Maybank to fuck you. The thought of you allowing him to videotape you. But most importantly he’s gonna cum because he can feel you squeezing the life out of him before you cum around his cock whining his name. 

“Fuck ‘m cumming.” He grunts, your body flush against his as he fills you up, fucking all of his cum deep inside you. You two stay like that for a moment until he slowly pulls himself out only to have you whine already feeling empty without him. 

He grabs his shirt, placing it on you, turning you towards him. His hands wander around your cheeks, brushing your puffy lips and your hooded eyes follow his movements with every move he makes. He presses his forehead against yours, noses brushing and the smell of you two lingering in the air. 

“I meant what I said.” His voice horse and needy, “You’re mine, Peach.”

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[hiraethwa]

one summer day

03 shining light. where you find yourself making friends with two more volleyball players

<< 02 fly high. | >> 04 new dawn. | << the collection >>

pairing: ushijima wakatoshi x reader a/n: so excited for them to finally be friends, ahhh! - ave word count: 1k warnings: cursing, not much, fluffy

september, first year

the next time you see semi after shiratorizawa wins the miyagi prefecture preliminaries for spring nationals, he had a remorseful expression about him, looking like a kicked puppy. “what did you do now?” 

“awh, y/n, did you not miss me?”

“i did, but you are acting suspicious…” you squint at the ash blonde, trying to pinpoint what it was that he is hiding from you. 

he tilts his head to the side, trying to act innocent. “tendo and ushijima may or may not be joining our little study session…”

“hah? explain that, you idiot” you smack him in the arm. perhaps you did not smack him hard enough because he was completely unfazed by your hit. 

“it was not my fault i swear. i had a bet with tendo for him to stop calling me semi-semi if i won, you know how much i hate him calling me that, but i lost, so they are coming with us today…” he trails off, looking guilty for agreeing to such a bet when the stakes are not even his to decide. it’s your house they are going to, for goodness sake.

you shake your head at your best friend in disbelief and resignation, “what the heck did you even bet on, idiot? you know what, i don’t even want to know, don’t tell me.” and that was that. 

so you find yourself at home with the three boys, bringing the strawberry shortcake out from the fridge. “don’t touch it!” you swat semi’s hands away from you as you carefully bring it to the kitchen counter to be cut.

“you know, this is all your fault, semi eita. you could have had a whole strawberry shortcake to yourself, but now you have to share.” you don’t think you will ever let him live it down. he may be in one of the top classes in school, but sometimes he really makes you question his intellect when he pulls shit like this. 

you hand out the plates of shortcake to the two newcomers first before offering one to semi just to torture him a little more. they quickly finish their own helping of the light dessert before asking you for more, to which you gestured towards the cake for them to go ahead and don’t be shy.

before long, the cake disappears. the appetite of three growing boys is astonishing. semi burps loudly, to which you yelled “disgusting!” 

you suppose it’s up to you to clean up before your parents come home. better do it before you forget and get an earful about it again. you stand up from the coffee table where you and semi and his friends are seated, collecting the plates and cutleries. ushijima follows suit, carrying his used plate to the kitchen behind you. 

“oh you can leave that in the sink, i will get that.” you start scrubbing the dishes with soap and sponge, methodically going over each surface. 

“let me help,” he comes up to stand next to you, making you suddenly conscious of his large frame. putting himself to work, he rinses off the soaped items that you place in his side of the sink and stands them neatly on the dish rack in the corner. “you know, you didn’t have to go along with semi’s loss bet if you didn’t want to have us here.” he speaks up over the sound of water.

you shrug, “it’s not like i am opposed to it… more like, i don’t know, out of my comfort zone, maybe? you’re eita’s friends and not my friends, so there’s definitely the degree of separation there,” you pause, trying to find your words, “plus im not the brightest at making friends and talking to people i'm not familiar with, so it’s not like i have many friends to begin with. in fact, i can count on one hand how many friends i have at school,” you lift your soapy left hand in front of him. “and it’s extroverts like eita who adopts an introvert like me to be their friend” 

“hmm, i see. want to hear something about myself in return?” you nod in answer. “i don’t have many friends either. when people look at me, all they see is the ace, the immense value i bring to the team or how they can best use my skills. i think they forget i am just human like them too.”

“ehh, i mean, the vibe you give off scares me a little, you do this thing with your face where i feel like you’re judging me all the time.” he raises an eyebrow at you. “exactly, just like that!” 

“you do realize people don’t say that to my face, right?” 

you scrunch your nose at ushijima. “well, i just did. what are you gonna do about it?” 

he lets out a laugh, a rumble with a higher pitch than you expected coming from him. “well, i guess we have to be friends now.” 

“friends?” you echo after him, confused. 

“yep, you said we’re eita’s friend, which made you uncomfortable. so now we’re friends, and you don’t have to feel awkward around us. deal?” he holds out his right hand. 

“that’s totally not what i said!” you try to protest, but finally relent as he wiggles his fingers waiting for you to shake hands with him. “fine, fine. i’ll be your friend.” you pretend to be exasperated as you seal the deal with a shake of your hands. 

“what’s that?” tendo pokes his head around the corner startling you. ushijima’s hand keeps you firmly planted in place as though he thought you might accidentally slip and crack your head open on the sink. you scoff at the thought, as if. but knowing yourself, it was a huge possibility. not that you would ever let him know. 

“you scared the shit out of me!” you exclaim at the redhead.

he tilts his head to one side. “why, why, you’ll forgive me, won’t you, dear friend?” 

“huh?!” 

“stop stealing y/n, she’s my friend” semi pops into the kitchen, strolling around to your fridge to look for more snacks. 

what did you just agree to?

and just like that, the two boys walked into your life. not only do you have one volleyball friend, you now have three. three volleyball players for a powerhouse school. oh, you absolutely can’t wait until the volleyball fan club starts harassing you.

what the fuck just happened. 

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[deadpool15]

Ch.2 To be loved

Seeing him was the highlight of my day. I remembered when I was nothing but an orphan, though I can't remember my biological parents. I sometimes like to think they died. It was the best way for me when I was just a kid. To accept the fact that even the ones who gave you life viewed as nothing but a mistake was difficult. My mother viewed her destiny as saving her country, getting rid of the drugs that were taking lives. In my opinion, people died all the time. Life was hard. We have no idea what someone is going through until they are pushed to the end. She would never understand that struggle. That pain. When I heard it was si-o behind all this, I had to know why. People have reasons, I had to be the one to see the good in him. Even if no one else could. I was falling in love, love makes you do dumb things.

Whether I was dumb or hopeless, I wanted to know him. Not the version he showed to the public, the fake smiles meant nothing to me. I wanted to see him truly smile, to be happy. I happened to be at one of my mothers many chain restaurants. And to my luck sitting there was the man I had hoped for, now I hadn't prepared myself to speak to him and I realized that when he had made eye contact with me. Stern, serious glare like he knew I was watching him. Talking to people wasn't necessarily the issue. I talked my way out of parking tickets, jail, and even school punishments as a child. I was a smooth talker, one thing I developed from my mom. Though he made me nervous, my hands were sweating, and I had the urge to convert into oxygen. I wanted to cry because as much as I hated to admit it, his opinion of me meant a lot. One accidental interaction, and I was hooked. He knew me as Tseg tseg rich spoiled friend. I wanted him to see me. It already pissed me off that he had eyes for my sister. She took everything from me without even fucking trying. I had to man up and fight for what I wanted.

"Hello sir, you probably don't know me, but my name is Danny. We kinda met before when I bumped into you at your company." He smiled though I could tell it was fake, after years of faking happiness myself. I knew a fake smile from a mile away. "Right, your Tseg's little friend, correct?" Irritation couldn't even be used as the word for what I felt in that moment, I wanted him to see me. "Technically, that's how we met, though I just wanted to say something t-to you. Please." I stood up drawing attention to myself truly not what I needed right now, but I had to tell him before anything else happened. My anxiety was through the roof, I wanted to crawl into a hole and die right then and there standing under his intimidating stare. I had to do this, though. He was the first person I felt genuine feelings for, and I didn't even know him personally. The effect he had on me was outrageous.

"I wanted to go out with you. I want to get to know you, and I know I'm not korean, and your parents may have an issue with that, but I mean Nationality vise I am. Everyone thinks I'm just this spoiled rich assshole, but i im not, and i want to show you that there is more to me than my money or parents' money. I have korean parents, so that counts, I'm well accounted for, and I have seen you before, and you're all I think about no matter what. I try to get my mind off of you, and my brain proceeds to show different connections to you. And if you p-plan to reject me, just sit here and silence, and I won't ever bother you again. Well, I hope so, I can try." He was astonished but my speech. Everyone had turned their attention towards us and started clapping. I hadn't even noticed at first. I couldn't handle rejection, especially not by him. I wanted to be with him, breathe in his scent, and help him with anything. Live a life with him. Silence was what I got, and I took the message. I had embarrassed him and myself.

Suddenly, walking out, trying to hold back tears, I was 5 years old me again. I'm sitting at my dance recital waiting for my mommy. She promised she would come today since I told her how much this meant to me. Sitting there for the next 4 hours in nothing but silence was the worst feeling a child could feel. The competition was over, I didn't even dance, missing a chance to get picked for a major academy. I saw dad pull up. Why did she hate me so much. "Honey, you didn't tell me you had a competition today, and I found the scouts there as well. I would've shown up, baby." I stared at him. I was a daddy's girl simply because my mother broke my heart before I could ever feel love from her. "I didn't tell you because I told Mommy. I wanted her to come watch me this time. To surprise her with my skills." Just glancing at him, I knew that look, the look of a father who was afraid to break their already broken child. I snapped out of it when I felt someone shaking my shoulders. Looking up, it was him. "I've been calling you for 20 minutes. You almost got hit by that truck. Are you even paying attention?" I stared at him, I didn't know what to say, would he care enough to hear. "You ran out before I could say anything. Scared? You're very pretty. And bold. I've never had someone confess their love for me in a public area at that. I admire that, while I don't really know you, I would like to get to know you. Experience something."

I was so happy at that moment that I completely ignored the world around me. I jumped onto him. He was startled at first but caught me with ease. I leaned back and cupped his face, pecking his cheek, and for that first time, I saw a genuine smile. A real surprise for me, I enjoyed it. "You look beautiful when you smile, like a hidden jem only made for the luckiest humans to gaze at." He stared at me, blushing. From that moment, we slowly got to know each other, getting closer day and night. Developing an unbreakable bond. I didn't care he was a so-called criminal. When I was with him, none of that mattered. I never asked about his business, letting him know if he wanted to tell me he could. I kept this from my family, I knew they would never approve of what we had, especially my mother. She didn't give a shit about me, but in a situation like this, she saw him as an enemy.

We sat at a Korean BBQ shop. It was simply nice to spend time at a place with no worries. "I could've taken you someone nicer, you know." I placed some meat on the grill what grabbing a piece and putting it in front of his mouth. He smiled and opened his mouth to eat it. "Is it good? And you know I don't care about expensive restaurants. I've been to enough in my lifetime. I just want to be with you. To be honest, you could've gotten fried chicken and took to me the beach to eat. It's the thought that counts, babe." He smiled at me, I smiled back until I realized the petname I gave him immediately going to apologize. "It's fine, I actually like it. Babe." Blushing, I gave him more meat. We talked about our days, he was stressed and I wanted to help. Thought he said I shouldn't stress myself. We finished eating and literally had a full-on battle over who would pay the bill. I won, "Maybe I'll let you pay next time." He laughed, grabbing my hand and walking out of the shop. While pda was no foreign concept to me, it still made me feel like it was the first interaction between us each time it happened. "Come home with me, please." I stared at him in shock. He had never asked me this. I had no experience in relationships, but usually, that leads to other things. I didn't know what was gonna happen, but I trusted him.

We showed up to his home. He told me to wash up for the night. I happily got in the shower to think I was happy. A foreign feeling. My shower lasted well over 30 minutes, I looked down and saw a towel and a button-up shirt. Luckily, I always kept a spare thong with me. Putting on the clothes, I walked out of the bathroom to find him already washed up and laying in bed. A blue robe and pajama pants on while he was on the phone. I walked out of the room to got place my clothes in the hamper, then grabbed a glass of water. I was drinking it while examining the home I had never been inside. Eventually, I walked back towards the room where he was done with his phone call. And looked up with a dropped jaw. I smiled at his antics. "You're still so pretty. With and without the makeup. Come here." Walking slowly towards his bed, he gestured for me to move closer. I crawled to him, and apparently, it wasn't close enough because he picked me up and placed me on his lap while holding my hips. I felt nervous. He noticed squeezing my hips with his larm hands.

I grabbed one of his hands, placing them in mine. Comparing the size and then kissing his palms, I looked up at him to see a bright smile. "I'm not tired yet." I told him it usually took me a while to go to sleep. I was just always up. He nodded and pulled me closer in a hug. Affection from si-o was always the best. I could tell he wasn't the most affectionate person, so I didn't push him. Though I craved his touch, I craved everything about him. Looking out the window, I saw the stars. "This reminds me of when my mom took me and my siblings camping once. It was weird, though it was fun." I continued to look at the stars until he spoke up. "You don't talk about your mother much. Actually, you don't talk about her at all. For a second, I thought she had passed." I was shocked by the thought of my mothers absence. Sure, I never spoke about her because there weren't any good memories, to be honest. "It's fine if you don't want to speak about it." I looked at his face full of concern he was so patient with me, but I wanted him to know and trust me like I did him. "It's ok, it's just.....there isn't much to talk about, you know. She was there but not there. She was always focused on my older sister. She was the amazing daughter who could do no wrong. And I was simply the girl that lived in her house, or that's what it felt like. Sometimes, it felt like I didn't have a mom to begin with. To think I used to pray to have a mother that would be there for me. Then my sister went missing, and as much as I hate to say it, I was happy, for once I though she would pay attention to me, realizing she had two daughters but it only got worse. I was just there, and I hated myself for the fact that I was happy my sister was gone. I've always been jealous of her she is better in every way. That's so evil of me, but I was so fucking lonely. She is such a good person, and makes friends so easily and everyone likes her but me they look down on me. I'm nothing more then a spoiled bitch using her parents credit card to fill the void."

Before I noticed, I was full on sobbing in front of him. I broke down, secrets I've never told anyone in my life. I was afraid of what the world would think of me. He grabbed my shaking hands, kissing them slowly, whining, moving up to wipe my tears. "Your feelings are normal baby, you went your entire life playing second place because your mother is a terrible mother, no offense. A bit of a bitch you know. No secret there since she is Hwang Geum Joo." Hearing that part made me laugh. Until I sat there shocked he knew of my parent. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you." It was all I could say at the moment. He looked at me and pressed against my cheeks, letting me know it was ok. And he underdtood the urge to protect her even if she wanst good to me. Or cared for me, it seems."You are so amazing and kind and beautiful. She isn't better than you at all. I wish you could see the way I see you. You have lightened up my world as a whole. I was nothing but a cold, damaged asshole when I met you, then I realized no matter how my life pushes and kicks your ass its your choice to get back up. To keep going, you taught me that baby. All the drug business and shady stuff I do, you don't judge me at all. Sitting by my side supporting me no matter what I choose to do. When I was an orphan and Pavel took me in, trained me to become the person I am today, hit after hit. Missed meal after another, I prayed for a better life. You have provided that life." Hearing those words, my heart was swelled. I felt nothing but love for the first time someone chose me, loves me. I wasn't an option. I was a need. "I'm so glad you chose me or tseg." Hearing that, he laughing pulling me closer if that was possible. "I never liked tseg baby, she is a worker at my company that'd all. If anything, I had my eyes on you since you walked into the building." Similing in pure joy, I leaped forward, causing a groan to come of his mouth. Scared I hurt him, I tried to get up until he forced my hips back down. It was then I realized I hadn't hurt him. In fact, the moment u felt something hard poking me thigh, I blushed.

"How in the world did you get hard, sir?" He simply smiled at my words, moving me forward to the point where I was sitting directly on top of his hard on. My core pushed further into it slowly until he began grinding me against him. I couldn't help but moan. It all felt too good. "Have you seen my beautiful girlfriend sitting right on top of me in nothing but my shirt? If anything, it was difficult not to." Moans slipped from my mouth before I could let out a sarcastic response. Finally, I said the words I had been so afraid to ever tell anyone. "I love y-you." Hearing this, he sped up my hips against his, leaning in to capture my lips into a kiss. "I love you more, baby." We continued until we were left naked and bare before each other, and all the insecurities, abandonment issues, and pain left my mind. Leaving nothing but si-o. The night was a night to remember.

Stay tuned for chapter 3.

#stronggirlnamsoon x reader #strong girl nam soon #byeonwooseok x reader #ryu shi oh x reader #ryu shi oh

[wiltkingart]

so i may be a little bit stupid. as in this isnt the first time i saw your trans leon art of course. it's probably the second or third time. but when you posted your commission art post and reposted the leon pic w it it made me realise that. leon's body looks like me. and usually even no-op art has features that i don't have like pronounced body and facial hair but like... this pic made me realise that i don't have a girl's body i have a body. with tits on top like. i guess like cherry on the cake? like just a feature on top. idk it's a change of perspective that i really like and makes me feel so much better and i would have never come to that conclusion if it wasnt for your art. so thank you

that's not stupid. it's not really a popular perspective. things are getting a little better now i think, at least in trans spaces, about celebrating and loving our non-op non-conventional bodies. but when i was growing up trans (not even that long ago! im 26 in a few days!) there was nothing like this that i ever saw. and my body was a source of just. daily despair. for a long ass time. i'm not saying i don't still have bad days but it wasn't until i started exploring trans bodies in my art that were different from the post-op 'ideal ("acceptable") stealth trans guy' image that i could i start to envision a different future for myself, a possible future, one that's more inline with my present. more in line with me and what my body looks like. this is how i learned to make peace with my body. love it even. tits and all! this took years of work but i am so much more happy and content these days than i ever thought i could be in this body. all thanks to art. and daring to have that first thought of 'what if'.

so yeah. there's kind of a lot of weight behind what i do here and i'm honestly astonished that i have gotten very little backlash for it over the years. sometimes i'm met with confusion, but for the most part its all very positive and enthusiastic, because there are a lot of people out there who have bodies like you and me and i'm so happy i can offer strangers like you a piece of the peace i've made for myself. take care <3

#human bodies are so varied but so so so much more similar than people want you to think #'i don't have a girl's body i have a body' that's it. that's literally it! #ask wilt #especially having to go off T three years ago i thought it was the end of the world. and then i had to keep living #i GOT to keep living and it's been a whole new process of relearning this body #but i'm happy when i look in the mirror these days. i really am #who knows what my future will look like but this is my present and i will love this body while i inhabit it

[l0v3strucked]

Mommy forbade me to go any doctors office after one incident at doctor office. Even gynocologists. She believes that no one should touch or even have access to my cunt. Only her.

Where the doctor noticed i had grip marks,bruises and marks all over my thighs that was noticeable as i was wearing a skirt picked out by mommy. They were left over from last night from used repeatedly by mommy.

I don’t understand why he thought anything was wrong,mommy says everything she does to me is because she loves me and cares.

Mommy was rubbing my thigh to sooth my jittery leg. I started to get aroused and wet.

“Um don’t worry its-“. My sentence got cut off by mommy.

She intercepts ”doctor,its probably a result of the deep exfoliation scrub that you use,you know it can be quite harsh on the skin,i told baby you got to be smooth”.

she always knows what to say and do.

The doctor peers over at mommy and looks back at me as i’m nodding in agreement and quickly jots notes down.

“Ahh yes,that does seem like quite a clear explanation however it still does not explain the bruising,do you understand”.

“I mean doc,shes quite clumsy,is it that right honey,aren’t you a clumsy girl hmm ?” she coaxes.

I nodded my head with no hesitance.

“Umm i hope what i say next comes across well and i do really say with no ill intentions,But im mean i do find it quite pecuilar a women of your age,who pratically an adult according to our records, is not really advocating on own behalf unless she’s comfortable with your presence and speaking on her behalf”.

I mean mommy just trying to help,she know that i struggle sometimes expressing myself so she will do so for me sometimes.

I look at mommy,she seemed so pleased and i feel so reassured and smiled because i did everything she instructed me to do before i said anything to the GP. however the face on my doctor im being met with suspicion and concern.

“ i don’t understand why you making that face,doctor is there something wrong”. Im geniuenly lost and confused,i don’t see the problem.

“Im mean if you are you are telling me that you are safe and firm in that belief then i believe you,but overall everything seems healthy and in check”.

Just before i left the doctors office,mommy went to restroom before we drove back,the doctor passed me a leaflet.

Signs of potential abuse and brainwashing.i scoffed at that. I tried to hide the leaflet in my hand.

Back in the car,driving back to the house and stuck in traffic.

“And like she makes decisions for me” she condescendingly mocked. “Do you want mommy to get in trouble huh,is that it,cause if you do that means you will never be able to see me again,you don’t want that,right?” She asked quite harshly.

“No,i just panicked and like its true though,you do help me make decisions and im sorry,i don’t want you to be gone,i was just under pres-“ I uttered, trying to reassure her.

She starts to place her unoccupied hand on my thigh and starts rubbing me to soothe me. Gradually her hand inches up.

“I know baby,you get nervous in that little head of yours,its okay i got you,you were sooo tied up in saying the right thing” she cooed softly.

I started to squirm as her hand reached close to my panties.

While trying to disguise my sudden arousal,i forgot that fact i was still holding on that stupid leaftlet.

Suddenly the leaflet got snatched out of my hand.

“Signs of potential abuse and brainwashing….. what the fuck,are you kidding me? Did you ask for this?” My throat start to close up under the nerves and pressure.

“I promise,i would never do that,the doctor handed it to me once you left to go the bathroom.i told the doctor,you have never h-hurt me and i don’t need it” i rapidly spoke trying to reassure as quickly as possible.

Tears start to well up in my eyes.

She raised her fingers my face and wiped away my tears.”No,don’t cry im sorry its not you,im just astonished at the fact he’s accusing me of abuse,does he even know what abuse is?” She spat harshly.

“ like im really hurt about that and obviously your doctor is causing all of you to be so stressed and emotional,i don’t think you should continuing seeing them if that’s the case,i hate seeing you like this” quite a sad look appeared on her face.

“ i’m mean i could just stop seeing my doctor if you feel upset and that would make you better”. I whispered meekly.

A smile shone upon her face.

“you’re the best,this is why mommy loves you” she cheered while kissing my cheek.

I felt my panties being tugged to the side and fingers entering me.

“M-mommy what there’s people around fuuuck” my eyes met the back of my head as she curved her fingers upwards my spot.

I gripped mommy hand as a strong reaction,the pleasure is starting to become a lot and im in public. I feel soo humiliated and but turned on.

“Ahh yeah,make all the pretty noises for me” the stupid leaflet forcibly entered my mouth. The paper being reduced down to being a gag. “You’ve had enough of the day,i think you’re tired”.

“No more doctors,no more mean outsiders who want interfere,it’s going to just be me,i will be much more better than them, i promise” She whispered while now circling my clit.

“Just let yourself feel good on my fingers… fuck you’re soo wet,don’t let people’s words mess with your head,you love how mommy makes you feel everyday and you want to feel like this every time, right? If you do,you shouldn’t want or let anyone take me away from you,it will hurt me”.

From that day onwards, everything has changed. The doctor gave up in contacting me and ending up with constantly nothing.

Instead mommy has decided to implement something new to my routine.

She snaps the blue rubber gloves around her wrist gleefully”honey are you ready for your monthly checkup”.

I nodded as im adjusting myself on her lap ,trying to face her.

“Say ahhh” she tilts my head so slightly while grabbing the popsicle stick.

“Ahhh,uh” the gagging following the tears streaming.

“Baby hold still you got this,maybe we need to practice more throat training hmm?” She reassured as she focusing on the back of my mouth.

“Looks pretty healthy to me”

“The last part of the checkup,requires you to remove your underwear , i need to check that everything inside is healthy “.

She decided to take them of me instead of me doing it.

“Now for the second part,spread your legs a bit” she instructed.

“You are now going to feel my fingers enter” she soflty spoke.

I didn’t even realise her gloves were off.

“Ah fuck” i moaned.

The older woman took notice of her reaction and couldn’t help smiling at her. She could pratically feel her getting soaked.

“Baby,this was supposed to be professional” she chuckled.

She started to go a bit deeper into my cunt.

“I-im sorry,i can’t help it” i whimpered.

“That’s okay,i know you get a little bit needy don’t worry after this mommy will take care of you”.

She started to circle and divert her attention to my clit by putting more pressure on it. “ i need to focus on the performance and reaction of the clit and assess whether it reacts to stimuli accordingly”.

The pleasure was immense enough for me to start squiriming all over the place.

“M-mommy augh please…it feels so good”

“You like getting your clit played with,my my my,you make such pretty noises when being toyed with. Are you about to cum on mommy fingers from an examination,what a filthy whore” she looked thoroughly entertained.

I sighed relentessly as the pressure is building up.

“Can i cum, can i pleaseee,i will do a-anything ahh i swear,please just let me cum” i shrieked as my legs started to shake.

“Good girl for asking for permission,cum on my fingers ,thats it mhm good girl”.

“Uhhhh s-shit” i gasped in esctacy.

“Alright,everything is functioning well,that’s done,suck my fingers clean” She uttered.

I desperately placed my mouth on her fingers cleaning my juices off.

“Im gonna call the doctors office give them a heads that you changed your GP and found a much more suitable place hmm okay darling” she grabbed the housephone and started to dial the number.

“Mhmm do what you whatever you want” as i continue sucking her fingers clean. My mind feels so hazy after I came.

#my own post #i feel this one is bit too dark idk whythis idea came to me. i don’t condone these actions in reality. #bd/sm kink #cnc k!nk #mommy k!nk #fauxc3st #fauxcest #abuse k1nk #manipulation kink #wlw ns/fw #rough cnc #bd/sm mommy #1cky mommy #cnc fr33use #fr33use #bd/sm blog #bd/sm community #soft cnc #cnc free use

[tinypeaceconnoisseur]

LACY ( lestappen ) Part 3 baby !!!

* Sweet sexy Lacy ,

I'm losing it lately,

I feel your compliments like bullets on skin *

It is the Saudi Arabia GP and the whole team is in Jaddah now . We recently found out about carlos's appendix. Turns out , he cannot drive and is requiring immediate surgery. Im sitting on the red loveseat in the hospitality, as the team buzzes around in total chaos. We cannot afford to not compete this weekend , they will have to bring in the reserve . The reserve driver , as it turns out, is a young rookie from F2, Oliver Bearman . Fred brings him in a few hours before quali . He has fluffy brown hair and matching brown eyes and he looks at everything as if it's the best thing he has ever seen . I even caught him stealing glances of me with starstruck eyes. It reminds me of when I was his age and equally ( if not more ) awestruck my sebb . The difference however is , he was Sebastian Vettal , 4 time world champion and I was nothing . I could not stop myself from feeling that I would end up disappointing my young teammate and that thought made me sadder than it had any right to. The qualifying was an hour away , so I walked out to clear my thoughts . Eventually I found a secluded place next to the Williams motor home. Just as I sat down and had closed my eyes , I felt movement next to me . I sighed , mentally preparing to be social again , but when I open my eyes , I came face to face with none other than max verstappen. He grinned at me and I felt myself relax a bit . Max was one of the few people who seemed to actually get me . Just as a comfortable silence set in , Max asked me ,

"So......... the new rookie will be driving? "

I just nodded my head. Max's grin widened.

"Well from what I've heard , he's a big fan of yours eh. Must be a childhood dream of his, driving for ferrari and that too with you ."

I wasn't so sure. Driving for ferrari was indeed every drivers dream but that's about it for him . How max seemed to have so much trivia about everyone was lowkey astonishing, but given the fact that he barely had to worry about the race probably gave him a lot of free time . Anyways , I was not about to object to anything he said , so I just made a non committed noise . Unfortunately for me , Max seemed to have caught on to my lack of agreement. He turned towards me with a frown and a raised eyebrow and I was forced to elaborate.

"I don't think hes too excited about me Max" , I told him gloomily.

He's frown deepened.

"Who told you that ?", he demanded angrily. Huh ." No one " , I replied truthfully and a little confused, " It's just , I'm not Sebb or Lewis yk ?? I'm not the kind , helpful person and nor am I a living legend. ,"

Okay , now he looked a little incredulous and the sudden realization of how whiny I must have sounded hit me like a ton of bricks . I flushed bright red and turned to quickly go curl up in a ball , but Max was stopping me .

"Sit down" , he commanded , looking way too determined for my liking .

"Now I'm going to talk and you will listen very carefully. Understand?" I simply nodded .

"Charles you are one of the best drivers on the grid " he shot me a glare as I tried to protest " You are amazing with the car , nice to everyone and an inspiration to many , many young people . Anyone will be honored to be your teammate , get it? . You have put that shitty car to places it has no business belonging to and you must be proud of your self . I will NOT tolerate you critiquing yourself like this . Do you understand? "

Yep , this was a fever dream because there was simply no way I had the current world champion lecturing me about self esteem . This was simply absurd , but It was real . Just as max appeared to start looking uncomfortable, I felt myself smile . A real one this time. Before I knew what happened, I was hugging him tightly. He wrapped his arms around me without hesitation .

I knew that it was going to be alright.

PS : This is charles pov , different from the pattern the previous ones followed cause I felt the lines worked better with him . It's also longer than the other cause I kinda got carried away lol😆 .

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[gamblersdoll]

THE WARM ,THE COLD ,THE SIX.

summary: your two teenage friends try to win your heart.. to what extent?

content contains adult themes, such as death, mature themes, angst, comfort, ect. my work is not suitable for many people. reader discretion is advised.

chapter one.

“you gonna be my wife, y/n?” gojo teased, peaking over his glasses. he had a am slinging around your shoulders bending to your height. how he was already six foot one at seventeen was astonishing. but he is satoru gojo after all.

“you think id set the bar for you that low? i value myself.” you said, peeling his arm off and looking at him with your arms folded. “youre delulu.” you said, shaking your head.

“hey– hey! dont call me that, youre delulu for not taking a chance.” he said, huffing like a child not getting his little snack from his local mart-wal or shop. “just give me one chaaance , mrs satoru..!” he said, a whine and pout. he was going to speak again until geto showed up.

“oh satoru, please stop whining over her. shes your type yes, but no need.” geto appeared, his eyes slightly hanged low towards you.

“haa?” he said, looking to him. “you know shes hot and you blame mee!?” he exclaimed, growing a little hissy fit. “isnt she your type too? you should understand, emo!” he pouted, looking away from both of you.

“not confirming nor denying, but she probably wouldnt want a delusional man whining.” geto said, taking his hair out of a bun and letting it fall. god, he should at least have a girlfriend right now , nor a situationship.

“would both of you stop calling me that?!” he yelled, causing the boys to bicker and banter against each other. you had managed to slip away from that, and into your own room.

you shouldnt had agreed to share a apartment with them, geto with hair that sheds like a damn shepherd, gojo having some randos come over, geto having icky scented candles lit, ect. especially when they argue about something, you always became the middle man and youd somehow argue too because one didnt like your response.

you understood the shedding, since you had a head full of hair anyway, and maybe they thought you had icky scented candles. like the time you had a sour apple candle going and geto side eyed you for it. but it was home, your home.

you had closed the door, slipping out of uniform and changing into a baggy shirt with some shorts. you liked being comfortable, the only problem was the shorts riding up because of your thighs and you sometimes hated it. you hadnt worn it outside your room persay, but you needed to at that moment to cook something at least.

which would be the absolute death of you.

you walked out of your room to the kitchen, having geto and gojo stop mid arguement, only to look respectfully of course.

his blue eyes on you.

his brown eyes on you.

you felt them, you shouldnt care, but you couldnt. you felt like a animal with two predators on you, drooling. you heard them both breathe heavily while you got on the step ladder to reach for the cajun seasoning. you felt them breathe on you even being a few feet away.

“told you shes hot.” gojo said, using his hands to demonstrate your curves, meanwhile looking at geto.

“thats….” geto sighed, looking away from you finally. “okay.”

“im uh … making cajun chicken and pasta.” you tried to change the topic, but it was about you.

“unt unt.” gojo sounded, shaking his finger side to side, clicking his tongue. “we arent gonna ignore this little fit you got on.” he said, practically frantic in his eyes. he wasn’t desperate for you, but, he was eager.

“gojo, its shorts and a big ass tee, i look terrible.” you said, flatly.

“you dont know what a homeless outfit on a hot bitch like you does to me.” he said— was he getting closer? you had to do a double take.

“gojo, two steps back to where you were!” geto demanded–

yeah, he was getting closer, he had those eyes that made him look crazy, acting like a tweaker. you stepped back as well, no longer looking at his direction, but looking for your cast iron skillet. you were hearing him and geto say something but you didnt pay attention until you squatted back up–

“gojo, get back here n..”

“—and if you dont, i wont hesitate to rip it off with my teeth maybe.” gojo finished, looking at where you ended up against him. he was at fault since he was in your bubble, but you brushed up against him when you squatted back up to your height. and it made him lose his cool on the inside. he didnt mind it though.

everyone was quiet, geto pinching the bridge of his nose. geto had his own thoughts about you, but he could keep it to himself, unlike gojo. he relied on actions instead of words, thats why helps cook, clean, or just help you with your hair.

“it isnt wise for you to wear shorts like that around. you can throw some pants over it or ill rip them off with my teeth.” he warned, trapping you against the fridge with a arm beside your head.

you hated when he did that, when hed talk to you all low and heafty with his eyes low and lidded. this time is like that but he had such a mean face. you only hated it because it was like one of those boyfriends that spoke to you all dark and low.

“go get me some pants then, out my drawer geto..?” you sighed, keeping an eye on gojo and keeping distance.

after that whole fiasco, you were in your room. you were just reading up until you heard them bicker again, and they called your name.

you came out to the banter, feeling like its stupid. until they asked you something about if cookies are better well done, normal, or undercooked. you sighed, finally answering.

“cookies are better soft, so somewhere between undercooked and normal cooked. i also kinda like medium rare cookies.” you said, finding peace in that answer, until gojo spoke up.

“you pretty and pretty thick and all but what the hell is a medium rare cookie???” he asked, making the confusion of questions.

“please do explain, y/n.” geto chirped in, putting his hair up.

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