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madaqueue · 29 days
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on your knees
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pairing: satoru gojo x f!reader
a/n: need a bad bitch [subby gojo] to give me head
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“babyyyy,” satoru whines. “please just let me touch you, i’ll do anything, i promise i’ll be good.”
it’s not his fault he came too early, he really was trying to listen to your instructions, trying to hold back, but when your tongue circled his tip as your cheeks sucked in, he physically couldn’t help himself, ropes of cum shooting down your throat unexpectedly. he had begged for forgiveness, apologies falling from his lips as he realized his mistake. he knew better than to let something like this happen, and now all he could do is ask for your mercy.
a silent prayer echoed in his mind as he watched you debate his punishment, but his desperation won you over once again, unable to say no to the sweet pout plastered on his face.
rolling your eyes, you sigh. “fine.”
satoru’s eyes light up, the bright blue nearly illiminating the dark room. he’s practically panting in earnest, waiting for you to tell him what to do.
“on your knees. now,” you command.
he obeys without a second thought, kneeling in front of you as he looks up at you expectantly, hands folded politely in his lap.
“open your mouth.”
immediately he parts his lips, jutting his tongue out slightly without you even having to ask.
reaching a hand to the top of his head you ruffle his white locks before grasping onto them more firmly. “so obedient,” you coo, and you can see his cheeks flush in excitement at the praise.
tugging him forward by his hair, his tongue meets your cunt, a whine leaving his lips as he tastes you.
holding him in place, you grind your hips against him, his tongue haphazardly lapping up your juices as you ride his face. his eyes begin to roll back, another groan escaping his throat and vibrating against your skin.
“good, s’good,” he moans into you.
you can’t help but grin at the sight of him beneath you, the way he’s just letting you use him, as though he was made for your pleasure. “such a good little slut f’me” you muse softly.
another needy whine leaves his lips, his mouth never parting from you as you continue guiding his tongue along your folds.
“y’wanna make me cum?” you prod, pausing him over your clit as he lazily sucks on the sensitive bud.
he tries to answer but his thoughts are too clouded with pleasure, with you, the only response he can muster a weak nod between your legs.
“you sure you deserve it?” you continue, your voice airy as he pulls you closer and closer to the edge of release.
his gaze travels up to meet yours, his pupils wide through his heavy eyelids, blue eyes now almost black with lust. behind his unfocused irises lies a soft desperation, an intrinsic need, for you. “please,” he murmurs into you, his tongue circling your clit, “wanna make you cum.”
a smirk pulls at the corners of your lips, seeing just how needy he’s become, what a desperate mess he’s been reduced to.
“then earn it,” you purr.
his eyes suddenly close as he dives into your pussy, fervently sucking and licking any part of you he can find. it’s messy, imprecise, feral, driven purely by some deep part of his soul that was born to please you.
“f-fuck,” you choke out at his actions, the roughness of his tongue bringing you closer and closer as that familiar tightness builds in your stomach.
he whines at your words, leaning up further as he shoves himself against you. his hands find their way to your waist, pulling you down onto him as your grip on his hair tightens.
“m’close” you manage to get out before the tension in you snaps.
a broken cry leaves your lips as you come undone on his tongue, his motions never slowing as he takes in everything you give him, your slick pooling down his chin. his thoughts are clouded in bliss, the only thing he can think is how grateful he is, how lucky to have you, his cock twitching against his chest as he follows suit, thick globs of cum trailing down his length as he finishes, untouched.
as you come down from your high, you untangle your hand from his hair as you thread your fingers through it, a whimper leaving satoru's throat at the gentle touch. tilting your head down, your gaze finally meets his from where he kneels beneath you.
he looks a mess, his chest heaving through ragged breaths, lips parted and damp with your essence, cheeks flushed and his own cum leaking onto his thighs as he stares back up at you.
a small smile appears on his face as his palms trace the skin of your hips.
“thank you,” he breathes through a grin.
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don't know how much of this makes sense but I've been thinking about sirius at grimmauld place meeting auror reader... possibly Weasley!reader? like around Bill's age, and maybe she defends him when Molly and the rest of the order are having that discussion – him just being in awe and desperate for her and her love (maybe turns into him jerking off thinking of her) and would love to see your take on it!
pounding my fists on the fucking table THIS is the type of shit i’m TALKING ABOUT, people!!!!!! 😤🥵🥵 i LOVE the way your mind works!!!! you love to fucking see it!!!! WOOOOOO
alright i love the thought of sirius getting off to the thought of y/n…. but here’s the thing. i rewrote the first half of this fic at least four different times trying to figure out a way to incorporate y/n into the argument, but i couldn’t do it 😐😔 it always sounded too chunky or corny so i changed up your request a bit. sorry bout that chief 🫡 but anyway
“I’m sorry for what she said.” You tell Sirius quietly as everyone else files out of the kitchen. The argument between him and your mother was a bad one, and things still feel a bit tense.
Your mother is the sweetest and most caring woman you’ve ever met, but she can be quite harsh when riled up. She made several comments to Sirius that were incredibly rude and uncalled for.
“You don’t have to apologize, dear.” Sirius tells you while standing from his chair. He motions for you to walk in front of him as you go up the stairs together. It’s a polite gesture, and you’re none the wiser as he takes a few short glances at your rear.
“I know,” You sigh, whispering as to not wake up any of the portraits. “But she could’ve made her point without being so rude. It wasn’t right of her to say those things.”
“It’s alright.” Sirius lies, not wanting to say too much and accidentally insult your mother to your face. He’s always been one to hold a grudge, and this argument with Molly won’t be forgotten anytime soon.
“I get the feeling you don’t mean that.” You state as you reach the floor of your guest bedroom. “But I understand. I suppose I wouldn’t forgive her so easily either.”
Sirius looks down at you as you turn to face him. Standing together in the dimly lit hallway vaguely reminds Sirius of what it’s like to drop a date off at their door. This situation isn’t so lighthearted, but the tension feels the similar.
He tilts his head to the side and smiles, deflecting the conversation toward you. “That so? I figured you’d be the type to forgive and forget.”
You reflect his smile and shrug. “I am, but I don’t think the same is said for you.”
Sirius nods once and chuckles quietly, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. “You’re just too sweet. Goodnight, love.”
Sirius listens and watches as you say your own ‘Goodnight’, breaking eye contact and looking away as some color lights up your cheeks. He waits until your door is closed before walking away to his own room.
After getting undressed and sliding into bed, Sirius can’t help but feel a little guilty.
It feels wrong. You’re ten years his junior, for Merlin’s sake! Sirius is probably closer in age to your parents than he is to you.
The interactions between the two of you thus far have been nothing but innocent, and yet Sirius can’t help himself. The feeling of his stiffening cock rubbing against the confines of his trousers is unbearable.
He releases himself from his pants, and slowly starts working his hands up and down his shaft. Instead of his own fist, he imagines your lips wrapped around him.
Sirius lays his head back on his pillow and closes his eyes. He remembers you, just a few moments ago as you looked up at him in the hallway: eyes wide, pupils dilated, and lips slightly parted. He can easily picture you with that same expression as you bob your head up and down his length.
Instead of his own hands working his cock, he imagines they’re tangled in your hair to help guide you and set the pace.
He pumps his cock faster, picturing you using one hand to hold the base of his shaft and the other to pleasure yourself.
Sirius wonders what kind of sound you’d make if he ‘accidentally’ held your head down too far, pushing you to take more of him than you can handle. He imagines the feeling of your throat gagging and contracting around the head of his cock, saliva dripping out of your mouth and falling onto his balls and the bedsheets.
As he gets closer to his orgasm, he quickly ponders whether or not you’d swallow; maybe you’d prefer his cum on your face or all over your breasts.
Or perhaps you’d prefer not to waste a drop. You’d flip over onto your back, begging Sirius to cum inside you.
It’s all so easy to imagine. He can already hear your sweet little gasps and moans as he sinks his cock into your sopping wet pussy, giving it a few pumps before spilling his load as deep inside as he can get.
Sirius cums with a small moan and a shudder, reality coming back to hit him as soon as his cum falls all over his hand and stomach.
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miasmaghoul · 10 months
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dudes i am so high.
have an unknown number of words of gross nasty raunchy-ass swissdew ft trans dew, knotting and mildly undernegotiated piss. dont worry hes into it
but i mean it its NASTY ♡
Swiss getting him face down, ass up, pinning Dew's face to the bed while he rails him. Dew grabbing at the sheets and just gagging for it, so noisy and desperate. Swiss really giving to him, hard and deep just like they both like it. Running his mouth the whole time about how he's gonna fill Dew up, gonna make him take his knot, gonna get so deep inside.
Dew cums the second Swiss shoves it in, spasming and soaking Swiss's thighs. Swiss spills everything he has in Dew's perfect cunt, gripping his hips and grinding as deep as he can go. Telling Dew how good he feels, how well he's squeezing him, what a perfect hole he has.
Every clench wrings another dribble from him, and Swiss has a terrible idea.
He pulls out with effort while his knot is still half inflated, loving the gasp Dew gives him when it pops out. He doesn't pull back all the way, though. Leaves the tip inside. Swiss grabs Dew's wrists and pulls his arms back. Makes him grab his own ass. Dew moans low in his throat and takes the hint, spreading himself as wide as he can. Swiss groans.
"Good boy," he murmurs, rocking his hips, "now push me out."
Dew makes a choked sound, his toes curl, but he listens. Clenches until Swiss's softening cock slides from his body with an overtly wet noise. Swiss hisses with it, immediately cupping Dew's cunt with a large hand.
"Fuck, what a perfect little whore you are," he bites out, rubbing his palm over swollen folds to make Dew twitch. "Now give it back to me."
Dew whimpers when the request clicks, burying his face in the sheets when Swiss slides back to kneel at the foot of the bed. Gets himself level with that gorgeous cunt, still covered by his hand.
"I want every drop, baby," he coos, pressing a kiss to Dew's thigh, "lemme see you leak for me."
He pulls back his hand, and is immediately greeted by the sight of Dew's ruined hole, still gaped from his knot and already pouring his own mess. Swiss whines when it slides down over Dew's still-trobbing clit, a slippery trail that drips onto the damp sheets below. He runs encouraging hands over Dew's quivering thighs, shaking with the sheer level of exposure.
"Like that, just like that," Swiss rasps, licking his lips. "Push - yeah, push it out, oh fuck."
Swiss devolves into messy praise and curses, high on the sight of Dew's cunt clenching around nothing when he bears down.
"More, keep going," Swiss pants, fondling his still sensitive cock. No way he can get hard again so soon, but this it fucking him up beyond reason. "Every drop, sweetheart, you can do it."
Dew lets out a reedy whine, adjusting his grip to open himself wider, arching his back so Swiss can get a good look inside. So shamefully exposed, the little ghoul utterly embarrassed and so woefully into it. He bears down again, harder this time and -
"Oh."
They gasp it in unison when Dew leaks a tiny stream of piss along with Swiss's cum, immediately clenching hard enough to staunch it. He makes the saddest sound, but Swiss can't help his own deeply pained moan.
"Oh, baby," he huffs, reeling a little, "gimme that too, let it out for me, let me see it." He's babbling, he knows it, but he cant stop. His hips rock against the mattress, a useless little rut that feels good anyway. "Please, fuck, please lemme see -"
Swiss cuts himself off when Dew sniffles, visibly relaxing. Opening himself up again. The first few drops hit the sheets and Swiss nearly chokes on his own tongue.
The stream starts in earnest, splashing hot over Dew's thighs, and against all odds Swiss can feel himself stiffening up again.
"'m gonna fuck you again after this," he spits, "while you're all wet and sloppy." He drags his thumbs along Dew's spread lips, adoring the cry it elicits. "Then we're doing this again."
Dew sobs, but he can't hide the way his chubby clit throbs.
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sunsetonscarif · 3 days
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JYN: You went up there to kill my father. CASSIAN: You don't know what you're talking about. [....] You're in shock and looking for some place to put it. I've seen it before. JYN: I bet you have.
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JYN: My father was living proof... and you put him at risk. Those were Alliance bombs that killed him. CASSIAN: I had orders... orders that I disobeyed. But you wouldn't understand that. JYN: Orders? When you know they're wrong? You might as well be a Stormtrooper. CASSIAN: What do you know? We don't all have the luxury of deciding... when and where we want to care about something. Suddenly the Rebellion is real for you. Some of us live it. I've been in this fight since I was 6 years old. You're not the only one who lost everything. Some of us just decided to do something about it. JYN: You can't talk your way around this. CASSIAN: I don't have to.
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they knew each other for like... one week (?)... and were arguing like this. it cuts them deep because it's true!
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wynnyfryd · 1 year
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dear steddie writer besties i would just like to inform you that my birthday is in three weeks in case you maybe possibly wanted to make some fictional dudes smooch about it
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tchaikovskaya · 3 months
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I cleaned my apt thoroughly for the first time in months pls clap 🧍🏻‍♀️
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starheirxero · 4 months
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i wish i could ramble about my au in the way i want to without like sounding genuinely ridiculous. like sometimes i just wanna be like "what if hundreds and hundreds of hours of your life have been erased from your memory drive and you are lost and scared and hungry hungry hungry hungry and you thought only a day or two passed but it's been months and everything has changed so much so quickly and you're forced to change alongside it but you're still hungry hungry hungry and you want to trust your father but it doesn't realize it's trying to starve a part of you that cannot die and you don't want to upset it but you're ravenous ravenous ravenous and its friend are food food food and it will soon realize you have not been so perfectly tamed like it believes." but that sounds literally unhinged 😭
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aemiron-main · 1 year
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“mike wheeler isn’t autistic’
what the fuck was this then LMAO
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raayllum · 9 months
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Search your heart. There is something you want very badly. But something, or someone, stands in your way. / Aaravos was able to give them something they wanted very badly.
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wetcatspellcaster · 4 days
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thank you to the two people who recommended the Contrapoints Twilight essay to me. I desire you both carnally in a way I must now disavow :')
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cuubism · 1 year
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wip last line paragraph game XD i was tagged by @tharkuun, @moorishflower, @pellaaearien, thank u ❤️
Death poured two glasses of champagne as Dream began silently spiraling in his mind. “You know, I’m proud of you, Dream. You’ve really committed to this. And you guys are good together! It’s the least messy relationship of yours I’ve seen, I think.” 
tagging @arialerendeair, @magnusbae, @mayhemspreadingguy (for art wip??) and whomever else wants to...
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chrollohearttags · 7 months
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I gave up on Kinktober but the stuff I got coming is gonna be worth it 🤞🏾
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padfootastic · 10 months
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Hey padfootastic,
Was scrolling through hp posts and saw a post where people were fighting over Remus situation. So just wanted to know your opinion bout it. Do you think Remus could have done better in PoA? He was a professor, responsible for the safety of others.
No matter how much I love Sirius but at that time he wasn't innocent in others mind, so hiding a big detail that could have affected the whole situation, hell, had Sirius really had been behind harry, he would have been dead cause our little innocent Remus here thought that it was a good idea to not tell them how Sirius had all the resources at his disposal. How easy it was for him to sneak into Hogwarts and harm harry and others.
It really was dangerous and well indirectly he did prove Snape right no? What do you think could have happened had Remus had guts to tell Dumbledore about Sirius being an animagus?
On the other side, oh man! I can imagine Sirius being all furious and depressed at the same time. He'd need to go for another plan, he'd think that now he won't be able to even see Harry easily and many more difficulties. Ugh
Imagine the angst after after innocence thing, Sirius letting go any single drop of love he might have had for Remus and treating him like a any other person. No different. Remus hating himself more and more and Sirius just. Not. Giving a. Single. eff. About the whole damn thing. I cant-
Please tell me what you think bout the whole situation.
yoooooo
i love this lol people asking me for my remus opinions never gets old bc i have endless salt to provide. i will never not be annoyed by that cretin.
okay so. PoA. i don’t often focus on that part of his whole arc (which is, funnily enough, one of the only concessions to remus’ ‘flaws’ that i’ve seen the remus fans give lol) but it’s honestly so??? like it’s literally one of the best examples we have of how self preservation is literally built into his core. iirc he doesn’t do it bc he’s afraid of how dumbledore would perceive him? doesn’t want him to know how they (he) broke his trust? and he’s willing to damn an entire school of students PLUS his best friends son to an alleged mass murderer for it. he will have that on his conscience rather than self introspection a bit and get thru the hard part.
i’ve seen people call him brave for a variety of reasons which all begin and end w his lycanthropy but i’m gonna be honest, he’s one of the most cowardly characters in the series in my opinion. every single time he has to make an active decision that might compromise his sense of self/perception or even just his peace of mind, he backs off. retreats. runs the fuck away. attacks outward. doesn’t take responsibility.
i think snape was both right, in that remus was helping sirius but wrong, because it wasn’t out of any friendship or responsibility. it was just a way to save face for himself. also probably him not wanting to confront any difficult feelings or memories.
wrt if he had told dumbledore? man idek. i literally can’t imagine it and surprisingly, haven’t read any fics exploring that option either 🤔 sus, that. also very telling lol maybe tightened security? disappointed dumbles? i cant see any major changes tho bc even sirius as a grim was pretty well hidden except maybe anti animagus wards if those r a thing?
also yes!!! i think sirius should be allowed to be angry and disappointed more often. he should be spitting mad about the fact that not only did remus not care a lick about harry, he also gave up so easily on sirius. i think he should be allowed that space.
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Honestly surprised I haven't spoken about Han Jisung once on this blog. He's public enemy number 1 lmao (though Dino and Jungkook are close too).
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Warnings (I should probably start including these): technically switch! Jisung x switch! Reader but, he subs here and reader doms, restraints (handcuffs), cockring, edging, very mild marking (finger nail scratches), fem reader and Jisung being a brat.
I will block you if you are minor and have no easily visible indication of your age on your blog if you interact with me in any way.
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Jisung, Jisung, Jisung. What were you to do with your favourite badly behaved boy? Even now, cuffed to the headboard of your shared bed, he smirks up at you as if he's in control. His messy hair sticks to his sweaty forehead rather attractively, completely ruined from when you'd gripped it to reprimand him or find leverage when you'd sat on his annoyingly handsome face. Face smeared with your release, you'd half-tempted to kiss him stupid but, he'd probably think you're reward him. Honestly, if his hands weren't cuffed you knew the brat would probably have his needy little hands all over you. You gaze falls to his leaking cock, twitching against his stomach. The only true indicator of what's really going on in your boyfriend's mind, as it lays there, a dark shade of red. His smirk falters when you ghost your finger tips along his length, unintentionally clenching at memories of how deliciously he fills you. "If you'd just listened to me earlier, you'd be cumming inside me until you couldn't move right about now," you say with mock sympathy, moving over to your bedside table to reach for something. Jisung whines at your words, cock jumping against his stomach. "I just wanted to touch you. Missed you," he mutters quietly, his defiance dissipating in an instant. Usually Jisung puts up more of a fight but, since you two haven't had the opportunity to have sex in what feels like centuries, he's probably more than ready to cum. Cute. Maybe he should've listened though. You finally pull back when you have just what you were looking for. Jisung's eyes widen and you can already hear the begging ready to burst on the tip of his tongue.
A cockring.
"N-no please. I'm sorry. I'll behave. I just want to cum please," pleads your boyfriend, pulling at his cuffs a little bit. You completely ignore him, feeling the weight of his cock in your hand for a moment before you secure the ring in place. The pitiful whines your boyfriend let's out go straight to your clit, fresh arousal smearing your inner thighs at the sight and sounds of your boyfriend. "You should have behaved, Jisungie" you sing-song, moving to straddle him. "I will. I promise. I'm sorry, I just wanna cum. Need it," he whines, moaning when you take him in your hand again and align him with your entrance. It's been a while so, you take your time easing onto him, finger nails leaving light red indents on his abdomen. You're just happy none of the other members are around to hear you two because the sounds you both make are borderline pornographic. A gasp flies from your lips when he finally bottoms out, taking a second to adjust to the intoxicating stretch. Jisung isn't fairing any better, tugging instantly at his cuffs now and marginally snapping his hips up to meet you. "S-still such a brat. Even when you're being punished," you manage to breathe out, meeting his desperate gaze. "Please I-" he starts but, chokes on a moan when you slowly begin to move. Reaching down with one hand, you cup his pretty face, nails biting into his enough. Nothing too painful, you two have discussed this at length but, just enough that your boyfriend knows to pay attention to what you have to say. "Like I said baby, you should've listened. Maybe I'll finally let you cum in an hour or three. Who knows," you drawl out, taking sick satisfaction in the way he pulses inside you and, his eyes widen.
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thewritingpossum · 4 months
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I had kinda forgot how nice writing could feel tbh
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jinstronaut · 14 days
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statistically you’re an asshole lmao
what the fuck does that bottom part even mean??????????? you clearly don’t care at all abt SA survivors or else you wouldn’t be making casual jokes abt it lmao!
i’m done interacting with this so if you wanna come be awful to my face do it without hiding on anon, otherwise uh kick rocks :-) hope you find happiness and peace that’ll rest whatever horrible thing has made you talk like this to people you don’t know and never will
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