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"true happiness always entails the manifestation of the dignity of mankind"
I completely forgot to write abt this quote hahaha
Essentially, Sampo is saying that true happiness always includes showing respect and treating people with dignity (manifestation of the dignity of mankind)
This again, further enforces his relative dislike for Sparkle. As this is a quote he lives by, he genuinely believes the highest form of happiness is only obtained by respecting the inherent worth of all people. Which collides quite a bit with Sparkle's more selfish approach to elation.
Moreover, it's interesting he uses this quote to essentially contrast what the Epsilon galaxy is. Maybe elation followers that have ideals closer to Sparkle's are more common.
Anyways, I will consider this proof of Sampo being best girlie <3
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awoogayanderes · 10 months
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LEARNING ABOUT JAPANESE CULTURE WITH BSD MEN
➪ requests : “Can i request atsushi, dazai and tecchou with foreign gf?” - anonymous
“Hey, love!! Could I request Chuuya and Kunikida (separately) with a gender neutral s/o who isn't native Japanese and struggles with talking Japanese and things like chopsticks? <3 - Anon 🥂” - anonymous ( 🥂 ? )
➪ other notes : these prompts were very similar so i decided why not combine them ! this is actually the first time i get very similar prompts at the same time, but i feel as if i didn’t do this enough justice so i apologize, non edited
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Atsushi Nakajima :
- god he’s so patient with you, even if you’re not a fast japanese learner, he’ll always help you out by smiling and gently correcting you
- i feel as if his orphanage offered some type of short term class to learn english even if it was just the basics
- so while he teaches you japanese, you’re teaching him more english
- the first meal he ever introduces to you is chazuke, a comfort food to him that he hopes will also satisfy you
- if you struggle with your chopsticks, he would softly place your fingers where they’re supposed to be, with a pink blush on his face
- when both of you go to festivals, he’ll help you pick out a kimono or a yukata
- even though he thinks you look lovely in every color, his face will always soften when you wear purple, preferably iris or periwinkle
- atsushi tries his best to teach you money currency but will sometimes disregard it since he grew up with no money
- “struggling with kanji?” atsushi said with an accent as he sat next to you
- you nodded, trying to find the correct words to express your frustration in japanese
- you sigh leaning your head on his shoulder, he knows you’re mad so he soothes you
- 9/10 experience with this sweet boy, he has his mini flaws but he’s all around perfect
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Osamu Dazai :
- he’s definitely the type of guy to quiz you on japanese and when you get it right, he gives you a kiss as a “prize”
- he definitely knows english, he just chooses to act dumb at times
- he definitely makes you eat canned crab with him but there’s times where he’ll splurge on real crab for you, a purchase he doesn’t regret
- when you’re struggling with your chopsticks, he’ll come from behind you, molding himself against you to fix your hold on your chopsticks
- do not take him shopping for a kimono or a yukata, he’ll make you try on all of them
- i feel as if he’d love to see you in a saphire blue or a french blue, he’d giggle with a coy smile
- he teaches you about money but only when you spend it ( he’d definitely leech off of you and take advantage of your lack of knowledge )
- due to him knowing english, you normally don’t speak japanese with him, but when you do, he encourages you
- “here let me help you,” dazai says in english wrapping himself behind you casually
- he places both of his hand on your dominant hand, fixing its posture
- he places a kiss on your cheek from behind you, lingering onto you as you try your best to say “go away” in japanese
- 7/10 experience, despite his slight lack of care for your money, he’s a sweet guy to be with
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Tecchou Suehiro :
- honestly i can imagine him forgetting that you’re not fluent in japanese, like you can be having a conversation and you look at him perplexed and he realizes what the problem is
- i think he knows english but isn’t really fluent but he still tries his best for you
- DO NOT EAT ANYTHING HE MAKES FOR YOU !!! you will get food poisoning from his awful creations of food
- honestly you’d need to ask him to help you with your chopsticks, most of the time he wouldn’t notice it
- but he’d basically demonstrate where your fingers are supposed to go rather than move around your fingers
- due to his work, he can’t really take any time off to shop for a kimono/yukata, though if he did, he’d just follow your every move
- he likes seeing you in kinda like a maroonish color with maybe a yellow sash
- idk what you expected, he’s the weirdest guy in this list who likes random combinations including your clothing
- he doesn’t really teach you about money but if you ask, he’d explain it to the best of his ability
- “i made some food for you,” tecchou said, sounding out the words
- “thank you,” you smile back at him, knowing you weren’t about to eat the abomination of food he just made for you
- 8/10 experience, he’s all around perfect except that you might get food poisoning
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Chuuya Nakahara :
- another patient guy like atsushi when it comes to you except that when he gets annoyed, he blows up at you accidentally
- he’s another guy who knows english due to the port mafia, but he prefers not to speak it as he can’t fully show his emotions
- chuuya doesn’t particularly have a favorite meal to share with you, what he does have is expensive bottles of wine that would create the perfect late night date
- but if you don’t really like wine, then he probably provides you with any high quality food, i personally think he has a thing for rice
- if you ever ask for help with chopsticks, he either does what atsushi does and fix your fingers or he would tell you to get a fork
- he would literally order custom made kimonos/yukatas for you, he wants then to be perfect for his beloved
- you cannot tell me he’d love to see you in black, can’t really take out the mafia in this guy
- another person who doesn’t teach you about money because he insists he’ll cover all of your costs, you just need to pay with his cash or swipe his card
- “money ? nah you don’t need to learn about it, i’ll pay for anything and everything you need and want,” chuuya says taking a sip of wine
- “are you sure ? i don’t want to make you feel like i’m taking advantage of you,” you said slowly still learning japanese
- “yeah don’t worry about it,” the orange haired man said inviting you to take a sip of his wine
- 9/10 experience with chuu, he does get annoyed when you don’t understand him the first few times, but he makes up for it
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Doppo Kunikida :
- you probably learn japanese the fastest if you’re with him, he quite literally forces it down your throat so you can adapt quickly
- agree with me or not, i think he doesn’t know english BUT he would learn it so quickly to make communication with you easier
- this guy definitely cooks you home made meals, oden being his first dish he introduces you to, something you both thoroughly enjoy
- if you struggle with chopsticks, he’d give you a clear description on how to properly use them
- he also tends to give you books on japanese culture knowing that the more informed you are, the better
- if he has time, he does take you kimono/yukata shopping, often looking for good quality at a deserved expense
- he absolutely loves seeing you in green, typically emerald or basil, his face turning red as if he sees you try them on
- he’s the only man on his list who genuinely teaches you about money and living cost
- “are you sure i need all of these books,” you question as he stacks them up in front of you
- “i want you to become independent as soon as possible in the occasion i might not be here to help you,” he says, pushing his glasses up
- you deadpan but still thank him for caring about your needs more than you even do
- 10/10 experience with kunikida, he’s quite literally the ideal boyfriend in this situation, not leaving you ignorant in a new country
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poraphia · 8 months
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Sorry boys fans should be called apologists
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kisses4kaia · 1 year
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can you do one where y/n and charlie are friends and he wants to know how to eat someone out so she teaches him (they end up fuckign))
im so high but happy 4/20 to those who celebrate ☀! fem! reader 17+ nsfw . also unprotected sex is mentioned in this, don't do this ! (btw, title has nothing to do w fic i just really love blue banisters🎃) 🕯️
living legend🪶- c, walker ,,
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a yawn exerted your throat as you sat on your best friend's couch, a binder full of homework sat neatly in your lap.
"char? c'mere, i don't get this one," you called out to your friend and furrowed your eyebrows.
charlie quickly sat down next to you, staring at the page. "this one?" he pointed towards the question. you offered a small nod of verification.
as the gears turned in his head, trying to figure out the equation, you stared at the deeply concentrated look on his face.
"i got it. it's 13," he broke you out of your trance when he looked at you with a smile. "thanks, char." you gleamed at him.
his eyes flashed to your lips for a split second, seemingly lost in his thoughts. "o-oh, yeah. um, of course. any time," he gulped and looked away from your face.
"...charlie? what is it?" you could read him like a book, he obviously wanted to ask you something.
"n-nothing! nothing at all!" he defended.
you just continued to glare at him with a knowing look adorning your features.
"fine. i just... wanted to ask you something," he looked down at his hands. "yeah? what's up?" you were curious now.
"promise not to laugh?" he stared at you seriously. you put on your best, fake, solemn, face. "cross my heart," you joked.
he scoffed. "well, uh... i was just wondering if you could maybe teach me how to," there was something else at the end of the sentence, but he was so quiet, you couldn't make it out.
"speak up, charlie." you demanded. a deep breath.
"could you teach me how to give head?" he was much louder and faster with his tone this time.
your eyes widened. he kept his head down, not daring to see the expression on your face. a few moments of silent tension lingered in the air.
you broke through it. "i mean... of course. but, like... why me?" you asked purely out of curiosity.
his head snapped up. "wait, really? well, uh, i mean, there's nobody i trust more than you and i just figured you'd be the best teacher... i guess," his cheeks were now turning vermillion.
"homework can wait, i think." you set the binder on the coffee table in front of you. "mhm, yes." he nodded quickly.
"well, uh, foreplay is really important," you nodded, pulling him closer to you. you took his hands into yours and placed them at the tops of your thighs.
he was frozen, terrified to make any movement. you took account of this and used your hands to run his up and down your thighs. "relax," you whispered.
he nodded abruptly. "yeah, yeah. sorry," he shook his head as if to rid his head of every thought.
you smiled. he was fucking adorable. "i'm gonna kiss you, that ok?" you asked, pushing hair behind his ear. "yes, please," he shied.
you leaned in carefully and pressed a gentle kiss to his lips. the kiss was heightened as he pushed you onto your back, not disconnecting his lips from yours once.
his hands explored under your shirt, and you were tired of the restricted material, so you threw it off. he removed his lips from yours to simply stare.
"char? everything okay?" you furrowed your eyebrows. "you're gorgeous." was the only thing he said. you felt your cheeks get warmer as his eyes burned holes into your skin.
his hands found the rim of your pants and his fingers danced around the hem. "go ahead, love." you allowed. he looked up at your face for confirmation and you nodded.
he slipped the trousers down your legs, along with your underwear.
"okay, lay in between my legs," he lowered his face in front of your core, taking in the scent and energy.
"go ahead and try something, i'll let you know what feels good, m'kay?" you began to play with his hair. he nodded and locked his eyes onto your face, ready to absorb anything and everything you gave him.
he licked a line up your slit as he took in the delectable taste. god, he could spend the rest of his life here.
a sigh escaped your lips. it's been a minute.
charlie suctioned his lips onto your clit and used his tongue to circle around it. your fingers tightened their grip on his hair.
this caused a hum to vibrate against you. "fuck, you're doing so good," you praised.
the muscle swirled around your folds and tried everything he'd seen in porn on you, and you let him know what he should continue and what he should cut out.
at one point, his tongue dipped deeply into you, causing your back to arch off of the couch.
he ate out you out like there was no tomorrow until you stopped him.
"wait, char. stop," he pulled away immediately and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.
"sorry, did i do something wrong?" you shook your head. "no, um... i just want you.. inside me?" you asked, closing your legs, feeling shy.
"are you serious?" his eyes widened. "only if you want to-" he cut you off. "are you kidding? i've dreamed about fucking you for literal years," he quietly admitted. it made your heart flutter.
his clothes were all over the place in no time. "have you ever done this before?" you asked him. "no," his voice was soft and almost embarrassed. "hey, look at me." you allowed him to sit back on the couch.
you moved to straddle him. "let me take care of you, hm?" you looked down at him.
he could've cried.
instead, he nodded. you lined his tip up with your entrance. "ready?" you needed one final assurance. "mhm,"
he was big, no doubt about it. he stretched you out beyond belief as you sank down on him.
the sound that elicited him almost made you cum right there. you allowed both of you to adjust before moving.
when you did, he couldn't help but let his head fall into the crook of your neck. you were so warm, so tight around him. he whimpered and whined into you as you grinded and bounced and clenched around him.
"f-fuck, mommy, you feel so good around me," he whined.
the moan you let out at the name was straight out of a porno. you sped up your pace as you attacked his neck and collarbone with hickeys. you were fully aware robbie, kirby, and jill would see them tomorrow. you couldn't care less.
"t's too much, momma! fuck, slow- slow down," his hands glued onto your hips as tears began forming in his eyes.
"you can take it, right? you can be my good boy and take it for just a little longer, can't you?" you wiped the droplets that cascaded down his cheeks.
he nodded. it was all he wanted, to be good for you. "yeah, i can take it. all for you," he said closing his eyes and allowing himself to feel the ecstasy of your cunt around his cock.
"i'm gonna cum, pretty boy. you wanna cum with me? can you do that for me?" you were breathless in your ask. "please," he whimpered.
only a few swift movements of your hips later, your release was staring you dead in your face, along with charlie's. "now, doll." you whispered in his ear and he let out a strained moan and he let out his load inside of you as you came around his dick.
"oh my god, y/n." he chuckled into the sweat-coated area of your shoulder. you couldn't do anything but chuckle back until you both burst into laughter.
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taglist; @themostintellectualblonde @dreamtofus @wannabe-indie-sleaze
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nebulousmedic · 24 days
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Guys .... I thinj hes stupid
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jelliessoap · 7 months
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COD MEN x READER WHO SLEEPS WITH A MOUNTAIN OF PLUSHES
price, ghost, alejandro, rudy
just sweet lil hcs! gn!reader :> i am so zzzzzz
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- “looks like we’ve got company hm?”
- impressed with your collection
- asks for their names and remembers them
- doesn’t mind as long as they don’t get in the way of him holding you
- always wakes up earlier than you, melts his heart when he sees you snuggled up with your plushes
- will start buying you a teddy bear each valentines day
- if he sees a plush he thinks you’ll like while deployed he’ll buy it
- stepped on a plush once and saw the pure horror in your eyes, like you just witnessed a murder
- literally picked it up and apologized to it.
- “sorry about that mate, didn’t see ya, y’alright?”
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- this bitch is jealous of them
- “why do you need those luv you’ve got me”
- air punches them when you aren’t looking
- not above beefing with a panda plushie
- one day he woke up to you holding a plush instead of him and he had an attitude all day
- would never touch them bc he genuinely thinks you would cry
- pushed one off the bed and ended up getting the silent treatment
- he really does find it endearing and sweet he just wants to be your giant teddy bear
- takes them to the dry cleaners for you
- you’ve definitely woken up and found him snuggling one
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- another jealous bitch
- violent
- you came home to him body slamming one once
- he apologized for like 3 hours straight bc you glared at him when he finally saw you in the doorway
- will not put up with not being cuddled, you better cling to him like a koala
- “those… things 😒”
- swears they’ll steal all your cuddles or something
- has a favorite but wont tell you which ( its one of those monkey plushes with the velcro hands and feet )
- organizes them everyday for you so when you come to bed they’re all in order waiting
- loves seeing the way it makes you smile each time
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- his respect for you intensified bc they all looked brand new
- thinks they’re cute
- also knows and remembers all their names
- if you’re the type to talk to your plushes he’ll talk to them with you
- buys you more
- organizes them, washes them, anything to make you happy
- thought he lost one when he took them to the dry cleaners once and was ready to confront you like somebody died
- “mi amor…sit down please i…i lost one…”
- then he saw it in your arms and the pure concern for his mental well-being in your face assuming one of his colleagues passed and was like hahaha jk got you!!
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huxleaf · 14 days
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Erik said "STOP! CUT!" but Gavin heard "SERVE! CUNT!"
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a-deck-of-cards · 9 months
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kenchann · 9 months
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peanut
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happy bday leona ojitan
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hxtmvlk · 4 months
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Can I request yandere inumaki who is darling's friend, whenever darling is not at home he always snoops into darling's home and snoops around her room, its mostly him being a perv stealing her underwear, handkerchiefs, using her lipgloss and he finds a vibrator in one of her drawers one day
A few days later darling hosts a party at her home and he's invited, he stays back in the pretense of helping her clean the house and then uses cursed speech on her, and then proceeds to use the vibrator on her and then tells her to forget heehee lots of non con pleeeaaaaaase
Because it's such a beautiful night... because it's such a sad night... softly smiling... I'll watch over you. (I hope you enjoy this fic anon!)
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Dead Dove Do Not Eat.
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Friday, 11:00 pm.
Your house was cold and silent almost like a lifeless corpse. The only noise one could hear was coming from the AC blowing out cold air, hopefully to help with the burning summer heat.
On the kitchen table there’s a white glass plate filled with an unfinished meal that seemed to be made in a hurry. Taking a closer look, Inumaki could see a fresh lipstick stain smeared onto the fork.
Your lipstick.
His selfishness did not go pass him as he picked up the dirtied fork, swirling it around in his perverted mouth until it was raw clean. The faint taste of your sweet lip gloss, saliva, and the food you were eating all mixed into one was enough to give the cursed speech user a boner. He lets out a throaty moan as he imagines the fork as your tongue, sucking on it while shoving his length deep inside you. He puts down the fork after licking the silverware clean, Inumaki was extra impatient to wander around his cute friend's home.
The platinum blonde feels antsy as he wandered around your house. It smelled just like you…. he had to dig his dull nails into his palms in order to stop himself from accidentally cumming. He was upset with you; how dare you make your closest friend feel like this and not help out...
Wandering into your room he looks in awe. This room definitely had a more defined smell about it. Your bed was still unmade, dirty clothes and underwear with discharge stains were still spread out on the floor, and a candle still burning on one of your desks. Inumaki tsks at your clumsiness, blowing out the candle before it burns down your entire home. He picks up one of the dirtied underwear off of the floor, giving the white stain a small kitten lick. It was still fresh. The squishy texture filled Inumaki's tongue, his pants growing tighter with need.
He drops the underwear, the cloth landing back onto the floor. He noticed something on your messy bed that stook out like a sore thumb. He quickly walks over, sitting on top of the bed as he inspects the object.
A pink vibrator still covered in your slick. You must have used it before you left...
His mouth widens into a grin as he reaches over to hold it. Who would have thought you were just as much as a pervert as he was...
He licks it clean before turning it on. A buzz escaping from the lewd object. A thought runs across his mind of you sitting on this bed putting this object against your clit, cumming and cumming at the thought of him. He had to see it for himself.
Saturday, 10:25 am.
It was early in the morning; your back was still aching from hanging out with your friends so late last night. You let out a long sigh realizing it was your turn to host a party for your friends. Before overwhelming yourself with the thought you sleepily get out of your sheets, grabbing the underwear you left on the floor and changing into a much comfier outfit.
Grabbing your phone, you decided on contacting the first person you could rely on. Inumaki.
He's very quiet and you're pretty sure he's mute from his lack of speech, but that doesn't stop him from being the sweetest friend. Almost always he's there at your call even if he's miles away from you. You've always trusted him even when you two were kids, you probably owe him a bunch for the number of times he bought you stuff or helped you out with random chores.
Just as you expected Inumaki answered your pleas in a heartbeat...!
8:00 pm.
Inumaki’s figure stood right out your front door, staring up at the doorbell. His face mask covering his pale face made it difficult for someone to understand what he was feeling, but maybe that's a good thing...
The shout of your voice echoed throughout house, “Coming!!” Inumaki’s face relaxes at your sweet-sounding voice. There you were. Breathtaking as you pushed a hair strand behind your ear, letting him in. Foolishness.
“I’m so glad you came; honestly how do my friends expect me to get this shit done so quickly…” You were rambling. Something he loved you doing, he could watch your pink mouth move up and down as much as he liked to... sometimes noticing spit fly out of it if he’s lucky enough.
He nods his head when you tell him to follow you into the kitchen. A place he’s seen all too well, the memories of his acts of sins from last night and nights before fill his brain. He doesn’t feel guilty, no not when you swing your hips so lustfully showing him what needs to be cleaned.
"I'll be upstairs cleaning if you need anything~!" You twirled around heading for the stairs until Inumaki's hand grabbed onto your wrist tightly, not tight enough for it to hurt though. You tilt your head to the side questioning his weird behavior.
"Is something the matter, Toge?"
"Don't move."
A crushing invisible weight was pushed onto you making you unable to move. Your whole body fell onto the floor harshly, a loud bang echoing throughout the house.
You let out a pained gasp barely getting the words out, "W-What the hell?!..." No matter how hard you tried to move your muscles and limbs, they just wouldn't budge. You felt stuck. Like you were trapped in some kind of goo. What was even weirder was the sight of blood dripping down Toge's mouth he quickly tried wiping away and the... what seemed to be tattoos printed onto his cheeks.
Your mind was filled in a haze, you had so many questions that your mouth refused to get out only making you let out incoherent gasps.
Toge doesn't say a word, as a matter of fact, he looks unusually calm. His soft eyes barely showing any emotion, the only thing you can make out on his face is the blush tinted on his cheeks. You let out a yelp as he grabbed onto your wrist again, harsher this time enough for you to wince in pain. He was dragging you. You wanted to kick your legs and shove him off of you, but your body wouldn't budge accordingly.
"T-Toge w-why can't I move?!"
...Right. He can't speak. No matter what question you ask or what you say he won't answer any of it. Your stomach turned unpleasantly.
He carefully placed you onto the sheets of your bed once you two entered your bedroom. Your perfume that scented the cute room filled his mind, making him become more and more desperate for you.
He stares at you, the tattoos on his cheeks that are now visible throwing you off guard. You gulp, your throat feeling dry as you watch as he pulled his phone out from his pocket.
"To...Toge..?" You wanted to ask him what he was doing with that phone in his hand, but you knew he wouldn't answer. He softly smiles as he puts the phone up the sound of a camera shuttering coming from his phone, your eyes widen as you realize what he was doing.
He got closer to you, putting his slender fingers on your boob filming his hand groping it. You let out a hitched gasp as he played with your tit, his hand soon traveling under your shirt. His cold fingers made you gasp, arching your back into the sheets.
"S-Stop..." His face looked so entertained as he watched your reactions, your bra and shirt coming off as quick as the wind. His phone filming your perky tits getting a nice squeeze from his grabby hands.
Toge was grinding himself into your sheets, moaning as he saw goosebumps form around your chest area. He wanted to film more of his precious girl's tit, but he's gotten too excited now... He threw his phone across your bed quickly attaching his smooth lips onto your hard nipple. You let out a loud yelp.
"T-Toge!!!!" You felt confused and betrayed, your sweetest friend punishing you like this... you didn't understand.
He smiles against your tit licking, sucking and nibbling around the area creating harsh bruises. Moans were slipping out of your throat, and you hated to say it, but you were becoming wet. He lets out a hum hearing your adorable reactions, slowly he comes up from your chest just to take a picture of your messy state.
Tears were falling down your face as you started to feel more and more helpless. "Why are you doing this?" He got up from your bed leaving your sweaty body there. You watched as he crawled onto the floor of your room seeming to look for something, your eyes opened wide as you saw what he grabbed. How did he know where you kept that...
His mouth seems to say something quietly, but you couldn't understand it. Your mind was too focused on his curious hands that were pulling down your pajama shorts. He ripped both of your shorts and underwear off of your body quicker than you could imagine. Inumaki was being so quick with his actions, almost like he was excited to play with a toy.
Your soaking wet pussy was on full display for your friend, this creep and he was ecstatic.
One of his hands grabbed onto your thighs, squishing it a bit while pulling it upwards to spread your pussy for him. he licked his lips seeing the pretty pink thing staring up at him.
bzzz
Your body flinched at the sound your vibrator made. You started to sob. Tears were continuing to fall down as snot filled up your nose. "Toge... Please don- AH~!"
The pink sex tool was pressed right against your plump clit the flesh getting a nice massage by it. Your eyes rolled back as he cranked up the speed.
"Ngh! T-toge.. ah... Stop!!!~"
Your pleas for 'stop' fell on deaf ears as Inumaki rolled the object across your clit. You were a crying, screaming mess. If anyone else saw you they would have sure mistaken you for a slut, and you were convinced that you were one from how you were starting to enjoy feeling raped...
Your pink tongue was stuck out as your mouth opened wide, Toge took this as a chance to shove his tongue into your mouth. His tongue swirled around your inside as his lips placed messy kisses onto your own. It wasn't long before you came all over the moving vibrator.
Your body had become a sweaty hot mess, you tried to catch your breath from all the pleasure. You were breathing heavily, trying to gain back the oxygen you had missed.
Toge took another quick screenshot of your pathetic body, saving it to his Darling Collection. He smiles giving you a soft kiss on your forehead. ♡
"Forget."
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livspins · 6 months
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Look at them 🧐👌👌👌👌 I’m disappointed in myself with how fast I sunk into this fixation but at the same time WHOO NEW CONTENT >:D
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chalkeater · 1 year
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snooooozie 💤💤💤
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yeahyeahchloe · 7 months
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love love LOVE your works! 💗 So i randomly had an idea, hear me out!
drummer abby and bassist reader. I literally can see abby getting jealous if a fan approaches the reader and gets a bit touchy (not like a wired way, like hugging her ecc)
oh anon...i love me a jealous gf...
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drummer!abby x bassist!reader
synopsis: You just wrapped up your last show of your tour, and run into some fans backstage who are acting like a bit more than just fans...
cw: smut18+, minors and ageless blogs dni, strap use (r!receiving), slight choking, some angst, fluff at the very end, me being too lazy to give the bandmates names, my mid smut writing (im learning lol), my excessive vocabulary
(a/n: pls lmk if u see any typos! )
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The crowd thundered with screams and applause as the final guitar cord strummed the final song, of the final tour.
Stage lights shown onto your face, encouraging your skin to sweat and your eyes to water.
You decided to relish in the feeling, as it was the last of it you would experience for a while.
Turning around you spotted a face adorned with pride and glee, showcasing a stoic grin.
Blue eyes met yours and that grin seemed to break just a small bit wider.
You, and the rest of the band inevitably had to step off the stage for the last time, and the second you were behind that curtain you were immediately wrapped in a strong hug.
But the hug was unfamiliar.
Very unfamiliar.
"Oh my god, I love you! You looked so incredible up there it was seriously like an angel on Earth or something!" said the body that was previously hugging and was now holding both your hands.
The girl was accompanied by another, who was standing slightly behind her, each holding a starstruck expression.
You quickly got over your initial shock and went into greeting mode.
"Oh! Thank You! Means a lot you enjoyed our last show,"
"Its seriously like nothing I've ever seen. And its so cool back here! My Dad runs tech so he let me in,"
Figures.
"Mhm, I bet,"
"Oh! I almost forgot, I made you something!" The girl reached into her pocket, pulling out a bracelet adorning the lesbian flag colors with a name in the middle.
Gracie.
You glanced at her wrist to see she had one with your name.
"O-oh thanks!" You said, now slightly creeped out.
"Ok, picture time!" she grabbed your waist pulling you in tight as her friend snapped a picture, "Thank you!! I'll see you on my feed," she attempted a joke at this point you wouldn't find funny, and walked away.
Turning around to your bandmates you made a wide-eyed expression and let out an exasperated sigh.
"Jesus what was that?" one of them asked.
"No fucking clue," You answered before realizing Abby had gone, "Hey, where's Abs?"
"She left just a second ago, towards the dressing rooms, looked pissed as fuck,"
You nodded in thanks before walking in the direction of yours and Abby's shared room.
You knocked before entering to find her getting her things together.
"Hey Abby," you greeted timidly.
"Can you get everything you need? 'm tired 'nd I wanna go to the trailer," she said, only glancing my way.
You knew when Abby was frustrated it was best to let her cool off, so you simply gathered your things, walked over to her to show you were ready, and she placed her hand on your lower back to guide you out of the room and to the trailer.
Once inside you both set down your stuff, and you decided that you would talk to her now.
You walked over to her as she sat on the slightly small bed and sat down next to her.
"You okay?" you wearily asked.
She managed a soft "mhm fine" before getting up and walking to where her clothes were, pulling off her shirt leaving her in her bra and jeans.
"Tell me what's wrong," you said, walking up to her slowly.
"I said I was fine, jesus," she grunted, rummaging around for her pajamas.
"Abby," you asserted, finally getting her to look at you, "Please,"
She turned away before saying "You're just too fucking nice to people sometimes,"
"What?" You asked, half not fully catching what she said, half wanting her to go on.
"I mean if some fucking weirdo comes over and hugs you, why wouldn't you deck them?"
"Okay, are you talking about that fan? What do you expect me to do; be a dick and shove her off?"
"Yes-No-I don't fucking know," she stuttered before stomping off back to the bed and taking a seat once again.
You sat next to her, in the same spot you were originally in before asking much more gently, "Abs, what's actually wrong?"
She sighed, "Its just, her fucking hands were all over you, and then she gave you that ridiculous thing like she was trying to claim you or something and it pissed me off,"
"Abby, are you jealous?" you asked, slightly teasing.
"Oh fuck off. I have no reason to be, nobody will ever make you feel as good as I do," she said, turning to you, her eyes now displaying her anger had morphed into lust.
"Yeah?" you asked, breaths becoming shorter.
"Yeah, and I'm gonna prove it to you,"
Before you could get another word in, her lips passionately, yet aggressively slammed into yours.
You immediately reciprocated the kiss and reached your hands us, one cradling her face and the other holding her still bare upper waist.
Both her hands creeped around your hips and gripped them harshly as your tongues met, lifting you and placing you straddling her.
You felt her move her lips from yours and quickly move them down to your neck, kissing and licking up until she got to your ear before whispering "you're mine, and no one's gonna fucking change that,"
Your hips grinded down on to hers as you let out a breathy moan at her words, and the new found bulge you felt in her pants.
"Yeah, feel that? Knew I was gonna fuck you tonight, got ready just for you," she whispered in your ear once again, sending waves of exitment throughout your entire body.
She moved her lips back to yours to continue kissing you as she took your shirt and removed it exposed your tits to her.
Abby took her mouth away from yours and hungrily moved them down to your nipples, sucking and biting at them, eliciting a moan from your chest as you grabbed her hair tightly.
You felt her hands reach down and unbutton your jeans before flipping you on your back so she was now hovering over you.
She quickly moved down, removing your pants and underwear together, revealing your sopping wet pussy to her.
"Fuck, you're so wet. Who makes you this wet?" she asked, toying at your lips, pulling them apart so she could see all of you.
"Mmmh you do," you answered her quietly, aching for her to touch you.
"What's that? You have to speak up sweetheart," Abby said, now looking up at you.
"Fuck, Abby, you make me so wet, you're the only one who makes me this wet," you whimpered in response.
You saw Abby smirk before placing a small kiss on your clit before removing her own pants to reveal her strap, looking as ready for you as ever.
"Do you want my cock baby?" She asked, sliding it up and down your pussy, teasing you.
"Shit-yes, Abby please. Please I only want your cock,"
Abby didn't even have to ask and she had you begging, it gave her an insane ego boost that only got her off more.
"Good girl, learning so fast," she praised before painfully slowly sliding her strap deep inside of you, stretching out your walls with each inch that entered.
She pulled out just as slow as before, and without warning, slammed into you at an alarming speed.
Screams of pleasure roared out of your chest as you felt her hips clip yours with every deep thrust.
Abby sat above you, seemingly watching every square inch of your body with pride as she fucked you senseless.
"That's right, my perfect girl taking my cock, perfect little thing," She groaned, feeling intense pleasure of her own from the sight of you mixed with the way her strap rubbed her clit deliciously at every move.
"Oh, god Abby! 'S too good...always so good,"
Abby loved it when you praised her, it made her feel like nobody else could ever compare to her.
And she fucking needed that right now.
She slithered a hand down to wrap around your throat and she squeezed lightly, just the way you liked it.
Abby saw the way your eyes were repeatedly rolling back at each moan as they became higher pitched and she knew you were about to cum.
"You gonna cum for me, huh angel? Cum on my fucking cock?" She asked, burying herself impossibly deeper.
All you could muster up in response was a weak nod and a feverish moan.
"That's right, go ahead, let it go,"
As soon as you heard those words you felt your orgasm wash over you in a wave and Abby's relentless pace slowed down to an eventual stop.
She slid out of you before getting a damp washcloth and cleaning you up, before slipping the both of you under the covers.
Abby wrapped her arms around you and pulled you close so that your head was resting under her chin.
After a long beat of silence you spoke up, softly saying, "I don't think I would ever love someone like I love you,"
Abby pulled your head out from under yours, and leaned down to give you a long, lovingly kiss.
"I'm sorry I got mad, I mean, I was jealous. I just-I just never want you to leave me," she spoke softly with vulnerability in her eyes.
You cupped her face with both hands, placing a kiss on her forehead before whispering, "You aren't ever going to have to worry about that,"
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Howdy Pillar x Reader
Warnings: tickling aghahbg, howdy uses his many hands for evil lol, kissy kissy fluff yuhhh, I was gonna scrap this fic n don't wanna look at it anymore so it may have mistakes lol
You and Howdy bake a batch of cookies together, and it is quickly learned how impatient you are.
“And there we are!” 
Howdy placed the sheet of cookies on the stove top, shutting the oven. Two hands rested on his hips, the other pair crossed over his chest, puffed with pride.
 “They look perfect!” He grinned. “Surely because of your help, of course!” He hummed, nudging you gently as you ogled the freshly baked treats.
“They smell so good,” is all you could utter. 
You were so tempted just to grab one of the ooey-gooey pastries, despite the fact it would more likely than not immediately fall apart. Howdy could sense this oozing desire.
“Now, don’t go burning yourself. I know that look of temptation in your eye,” 
Your gaze met his, your eyes widened slightly in surprise. You flashed a sheepish smile, slumping.
“They just look so tasty…” you sighed dreamily, eyes returning to your awaiting prize. The two of you had put so much work into making them. Howdy made a great mixer with all those arms! Made for easy cleanup, too!) How could you not want to test a sample?
“They’re not quite ready yet. Just a little longer, bug,” he assured, watching your hands clench in and out of fists with resistance, finding it to be nothing less than amusing. 
“No touching, okay? I’m just going to run these eggs we borrowed back to Sally, then I’ll be right back!” one of Howdy’s hands set on your back as he moved around you to grab the carton. 
“No touch,” he pointed a finger at you, squinting playfully as the others rested on his hips. He repeated, “I’ll be right back. I’m sure they’ll be cooled by then. Just wait for me,”
“Yeah, yeah. Hurry up!” You laughed, pushing him along towards the door. 
With a final promise he would return quickly, Howdy was off, leaving you and the cookies alone. Unsupervised…
And man, it was tempting. It really, truly was. You looked over your shoulder at your foe on the stove, glaring. You’ll be mine soon…
You stole a glimpse at the clock, exhaling dramatically. The two of you had already tidied up your mess while waiting for the timer, so what were you to do now? Admire your wondrous creations from afar?
Unable to come up with anything else, that’s quite precisely what you did. 
Your elbows rested on the countertop, chin on top of your hands. The sweet aroma wafted through the house, a gentle breeze flowing in from the open window.
Tick, tock, tick, tock 
The steady click of the clock made time feel like it was moving extra slow. Each second dragged on for what felt like an eternity. Huh. You had less self control than you thought…
Your fingers drummed against the counter. Your toes tapped against the floor. Your eyes darted between the cookies and clock again. Come on, Howdy, what was taking so long?
Another hefty sigh escaped you. A look at the clock, a look at the cookies. Just one couldn’t hurt, right? It was Howdy’s fault you were waiting an eternity!
Despite the slight pit of guilt in your belly, you reached toward the sheet, knowing the satisfaction of the cookie would fill that pit right up. Finally, it was yours!
A hand grasped your wrist, an arm looping your waist.
“Ah-ah-ah,” 
 Whelp, spoke too soon. You tried!
“What do you think you’re doing, you little stink bug?” Howdy hummed, amusement dripping from his tone as he turned you around to face him. Ah. Trapped between him and the counter. Not a good place to be for what you reckoned the consequences to your actions would be
“Come on!” You drew out, giving a pleading pout. “You were taking so long!” 
Please let you be spared, please let you be spared… it didn’t look too promising with the quirk of his brow and smirk he wore.
“I was barely gone five minutes!” He cackled with mirth. “And you know how I feel about thieves,” 
That smirk seemed much more threatening all of a sudden.
“No.” You eyed him warily, knowing exactly what was to come. “Don’t you dare,”
“I think you deserve some form of punishment,” he shrugged with a grin. His upper set of hands had taken yours into his grasp…
“Howdy…” You attempted to reason. “Please!”
No chance.
His fingers glided along your sides, digging into the carefully. You laughed and squirmed, begging for him to stop.
“You need to learn your lesson somehow!” He chuckled, pausing his attack to give you a chance to own up to your actions. “Will you try to defy me again?”
You only giggled, body twisting away with what you knew would come after your response. 
“You’re asking for quite a lot there, mister…” You really weren't doing yourself any favours, were you?
His fingers returned to their attack, poking and jutting into your sides.
“Okay, okay, okay! I yield!” You cackled, the pitch to your voice fluctuating. To your pleas, Howdy paused.
“Have you learned?” He eyed you warily.
“Yes,” you panted out with a grin. “Yes, I have learned.”
“Well, I think you owe me an apology,” he said, “some compensation, you know?” He smiled innocently, earning a roll of your eyes. His hands had found your waist, the two that had trapped your hands trailing to rest on your sides.
“Yeah, yeah. Close your eyes, there, big guy,” you played along, a hand cupping his face. Once his eyes were closed, though, you made your move.
Your free hand snuck to the stove top, snatching up a treat.
“Mm,” you hummed in delight as you took a bite, 
“Why, you deceiving little–”
“Have a taste!” you grinned, pulling him in for the smooch you knew he desired. It took him by surprise, but he was not opposed. 
When you pulled away, you snickered softly at the shock on his features.
“We did pretty good, right?” You flashed an innocent smile, taking another bite.
“I’ll forgive you this time,” he grumbled, cheeks pink and a playful glare on his face. “But you’re a little scoundrel sometimes, you know?”
“Yeah, I know.”
howdy!! I hope you liked this lil oneshot B) this is just something to fill in some space so I can hopefully have some more time to try to get ahead again on wally stuff. I was going to scrap this fic, its been in my docs for like a week and a half or two, n I'm not the biggest fan, but maybe I've looked at it for too long. I'm not sure if I'll write for howdy again, this may be all I've got in me for him, but I hope you enjoyed it B) here is a link to my silly lil wally fics in their recommended order if you would like :) these can also be found on my ao3 B) I also have a ko-fi if you'd like to support me!
likes and reblogs are extremely appreciated!! DOPAMINE!!! RAGGGHHH!!
Posted Thursday, May 4, 2023, at 12:06 PM
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