#just went to see this place out of desperation

[alexiapp]

Pose…pt.2

18+…smut !! minor dni

summary: Alexia takes you back home to show you how much you belong to her..

note: a few ppl have been wanted a part two for pose, and i truly want to make other scenarios with alexia x model!reader !! lmk if you want more of that but enjoy !!

warnings: filthy, joking, ruff housing, degrading, etc

You were slowly but surely becoming impatient as you and Alexia road home. Even though Alexia had satisfied you in the car she had you yearning for more, needing more, you knew you were in for it when you two got home. The heat that started to build up between your legs by just the thought of what just occurred a couple minutes ago. Alexia could tell you were getting inpatient, she could see by the way you kept squirming in the seat and brushing your thighs, almost like you felt uncomfortable.

You couldn’t wait until you guys reached your shared flat. You were soon startled by the blondes large palms caressing your thigh, making the hazel eyed woman chuckle at your reaction. She knew how much she was riling you up, she enjoyed seeing you this way.

You guys finally reached the driveway of you guys shared home, the drive felt like centuries to you because of how adamant you were to go home. As Alexia parked the car you were startled by her large hands cupping your jaw harshly as she forced your head to turn and said “I want you to be undressed by the time you lay on that bed, do you understand ?” she said in a husky tone , as you nodded your head yes obediently as you raised your shaky hands to open the passenger door.

You quickly speed walk trying to make it discreet, not wanting to look desperate at how hot and bothered Alexia made you. You swiftly went up the stairs that led to you guys shared master room, urgently opening to the door to start taking off your clothes.

You brushed the clothes off and threw it carelessly on the floor as you climbed onto you guys shared bed waiting patiently for Alexia.

As you heard the faucet downstairs turn on alerting you that Alexia had entered you guys shared up, your heart started beating as your excitement creeped up. you heard her footsteps approaching as she entered the room. “Look at you listening to me when i ask you to” she said with a mischievous smirk on her face with a glass of water in her hands.

She took long strides towards the bed, as she set the glass of water down and climbed on the bed near your closed legs that you were squeezing together desperately yearning for touch. She brought her hand to spread your legs and muttered out a simple “relax” as she stretched over to grab the glass of water she set down. She brought it to her lips drink the water, after she ushered you to sit up, “say ah” as she brought her hand to roughly grab your jaw as you opened your mouth bringing the the cup to your lips. “We gotta stay hydrated amor, we’re gonna have a long night” she said as she stretched her words out.

She placed the empty glass of water down as she brought her thumb to wipe her thumb across your lower lip tugging down on it, as she slowly but ruffly went in for a passionate kiss. She pulled away and shoved you back down on the bed.

She started kissing you slowly wanting to take her time with you, slowly but surely kissing down your neck sucking every empty space she could find, creating marks all over your neck. She slowly brought her lips near your breast as she popped your nipple in her mouth swirling her tongue around your areola, your back arched off the bed as your brought your hands to tangle in her blonde locks, you let out a breathily moan making her flick her hazel eyes up towards you, she loved seeing how much she pleasured you, that alone brought herself pleasure. That’s sometimes all she wanted to do..bring you pleasure without getting anything in return.

she popped your nipple out her mouth that came along with a wet noise. She slowly licked and sucked all the way down your stomach till she paused right above your your heat. Her breathe was fanning your core bringing you light pleasure. You were quickly disappointed when she quickly moved away and climbed off the bed as you whined in disapproval.

She walked into to you guys shared closet, and walked out with her harness around her waist, top off clad with some boxers. She slowly climbed on the bed animalistic like towards you and forced your legs open harshly for the second time, “what have i told you about closing them?” she said with irritation leaking in her voice, as you muttered out a soft “sorry” whimpering in displeasure.

You didn’t know if your mind was just playing tricks on you or if the strap looked longer than it usually did. Alexia chuckled at your shocked expression as eyes trailed towards the strap, Alexia scooted her body down towards inside of your thighs and licked a long strip making you moan in surprise, you brought your hand to her head, as she continued to suck and lick occasionally, “oh my gosh ale” you said through a fit of moans. She slowly brought her head up and asked “are you ready amor, or do i have to losen you up ?” she said with a smirk on her face.

“No please ale, i’m ready” you said begging pathetically making her chuckle lightly at your desperation. You let out a loud gasp as she shoved the strap inside without warning“fuck!” you yelled out in pleasure and surprise. Future you is not thrilled at all about how loud you’re being knowing you were disturbing the neighbors.

Alexia slowly pumped in and out as you let out a long string of moans, she slowly picked up the rhythm of her hips, at this point she was slamming into you, relentlessly your back arched off the bed in the amount of pleasure you felt, “Ale i can’t take i p..please” you said out of breathe, “yes you can baby, your doing so good for me” she said after every movement. The noise of skin slapping together filled the room along with the wet noises of your juices.

Alexia wasn’t giving up any time soon, you could feel yourself getting close, your body felt like it was at wits end, “ale please i’m about to cum” you said your words soon replaced with loud moans “no, i want us to cum together” she said out of breathe from all the work she was doing, you were put under an insane amount of pleasure when the blonde lifted your leg up in a new position when she placed it on her shoulder, she brought her lips towards your ankle and laid sloppy kisses down your leg as she relentlessly fucked you.

You could tell she was reaching her breaking point when she threw her head back in pleasure, she let out a long groan “I’m about to cum, finish with me” she soon started to slam into in such a quick animalistic rate. A wave of euphoria washed over your body as you reached your breaking point when a squirt of liquid came out and landed on the bed. “What the fuck was that” you said absolutely mortified, Alexia let out a breathy chuckle at how shocked you were “that’s never happened before” you said still in shock “that just means i did my job correctly” she said motioning to the liquid.

She flopped on the bed beside you and brought your tired body to lay on top of her. You snuggled into her neck as she kissed the top of your head letting out a hum in approval, “I’m sorry for getting jealous” she said quietly as shifted her eyes away from yours when you looked up at her and continued to draw circle on your bare back “hey it’s okay” you said sitting up and grabbing her jaw forcing her to look at you, but her eyes were distracted and were looking elsewhere, when you noticed where you playful smacked her and let out a light “perv” as you giggled at her ‘teenage boy like’ antics as you would like to see she lightly chucked and said “i can’t help it they look perfect” she said gesturing towards your exposed chest. She crawled near you and pulled you in for a passionate kiss.

“te amo” she said in between kisses “i love you to” you said, “but we really have to work on your jealousy problems” you said playfully “amorrr” she said groaning at your teasing.

note: this is so horrible icl i suck at writing smut because i just cringe so hard but enjoy !! i’ll check my spelling later !!

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[monstersflashlight]

Okay , so, I have this request, it's sounds weird, but pls hear me out, werehusband who loves breast milk?, he purposely gets her pregnant, stealing her birth control pills and throwing them away, replacing them with aphrodisiac pills instead, then that night, when they passionate love, he keeps saying stuff like "I'm gonna your belly swell and round with my pups" and similar stuff like that, and it's no surprise when a month later she's pregnant, and in the middle of her pregnancy, her breasts grows large obvi, and they start producing milk, and werehusband just go feral, sucking on her breasts and slurping every last drop of her breast milk? Hope this request doesn't cross your boundaries! Tyy! ❣️

Hi anon! I like your idea, but I'm not the one for pregnancy and I don't really like the part about messing with ppl ability to choose over their own body. So I'm gonna pass on that part. For now I offer you short txt with non-pregnancy induced milking and some hucow fantasy. Hope you like it!

When you thought your werewolf husband was pretty vanilla on the sex department you were a bit disappointed. You thought werewolves would be more fun to play with, he got you off incredibly well... But it was bland. Just normal sex with a big husband. Which was fine, but you needed more, wanted more. But you couldn't ask, your husband was just vanilla. Or that's what you thought.

He loved your boobs, he loved them so much he was constantly groping them and pinching your nipples and sucking on them... If you were alone at home, chances were he was pulling up your shirt and sucking on your nipples. He did it all the time, and you didn't complain because he seemed to like it and it got you going. But after a few weeks your boobs started to feel heavy and weird. You thought it was because your period was approaching, but when you touched them under the spray of the shower, little drops of white liquid came out. You got scared and went to the doctor without alerting your husband. When the doctor informed you that you were milking everything clicked into place. He did it on purpose. He wanted you to produce milk. He wanted to suck your tits until they were big and heavy and you were leaking milk from your sore nipples. And you found that so fucking hot. The idea of feeding him your milk, of him being all over you because he wanted to drink your sweet nectar... Your pussy tingled thinking about it.

When you got home, he wasn't there, your boobs felt heavy and uncomfortable and so tender you wanted to cry. But when he got home? It was like a switch inside his brain turned on. He smelled the air and looked at you, baring his fangs and launching at you. He pushed you to the ground and ripped your shirt, sucking on your left breast like he was desperate, grunting and groaning, telling you how good it was as he changed between your boobs. You were seeing stars, you didn't know it could feel so good, so intense. Each pull of his mouth against your sensitive nipples was replicated on your pussy, your clit tingling. He made you cum just sucking your milk out, and when you were panting, he ripped a hole in your pants and pushed into you in one hard thrust. He fucked you ferally, grinding against your clit and making you scream. He knotted you for the first time, talking about how much he wanted to make you big with his pups. And when he emptied himself inside of you and got to pull out, he told you how hot you looked leaking milk from your breast and cum from your pussy, his perfect little human cow. His hucow.

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[noveauskull]

Hellooo, I am am in love and obsessed with the way you write wuwa men 😍😍

May I request Wuwa Men with a reader who's a bit of a cumslut and could not wait until they're back home to get their fill?

How WUWA MEN Deal With You When You're Impatient (NSFW)

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characters: geshu lin, jiyan, mortefi, yuanwu, aalto, calcharo, scar x reader

warnings: 18+, smut, overstimulation, penstration (piv), spanking, fingering, oral (f! receiving), cockwarming, tit groping, hickeys, pleasure dom yuanwu

GESHU LIN:

You'd send him photos of yourself and texts saying how wet and desperate you were for him to get home. Knowing fully well he hates it when you get him riled up when he isn't even around you right now, but that just makes you more excited cause it means that he'll fuck you even more harsher than usual.

And that he does. You'd hear someone ringing the doorbell frantically, not letting a single ring finish before another one comes, and you wouldn't help but grin when you open the door, seeing Geshu Lin panting with sweat on his forehead, his tie loose and the coat of his suit on his arm.

"Strip. Now."

He'd make you cum for hours and hours on end, all the pent up stress he had from work would be pummeling into your soaking wet gaping hole. His cum filling you to the brim, and your ass red from all the spanks he's been giving you for disturbing his work.

"You're such a dirty slut. I'll fuck a week's worth into you so that you won't disturb me again"

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MORTEFI:

When you send Mortefi text messages of how needy you were, he'd reply with a simple "Don't worry, I'll be home soon so hold on, okay?", and that'd make you so frustrated cause you need him now, yet his best responses were so calm and collected.

However that's what his texts looked like, it turns out that when you're finally on the bed with him, his cock is drilling into you nonstop. You could barely gasp for air when he keeps going, no matter how much you try to grip onto him or the bed for support you're going to end up faltering and having tears grow in your eyes from the stimulation.

Even when your hole is completely full of his creamy white cum, he's still fingering you to fish out any orgasms that you had left in you. You'd completely forget that you were the one asking for this in the first place, but its okay, regardless, Mortefi will make sure to keep you satisfied.

"Is this enough? Hm? You want more? Okay, let's keep going then"

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JIYAN:

He'd be so embarassed when he receives your texts telling him how badly you needed him, along with a few provocative photos. You knew that he gets hard immediately when he sees you even half naked, so you took that to your own advantage and teased him.

When he comes home, he's dead silent. You'd be the one to give him a hug and to assure you nothing is wrong, he'd hug you back. Only to pick you up and throw you onto the bed before taking off your underwear and spreading your legs open.

He'd mumble in your pussy, telling you how badly he wanted you, it turns out that even though you were the desperate one somehow your energy went to Jiyan from a few texts.

When he gets his fill from your pussy that's when he's removing his belt and pants to shove his cock into you, putting your head on his shoulder to hear your sweet moans with every deep thrust he gives you.

"I'll return you all the love you gave me at work right now, so hold onto me"

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SCAR:

Forget about how you got him like that. He's already an hour home early and he's shoving his dick inside you right off the bat, pressing your body onto the couch as he fucks you from behind.

He'd groan at how wet you are, how easily your pussy could take him since you prepared yourself before hand. His hands gripping onto your hips as he forces you to take every thrust he gives you without holding back even for a second.

His hand would grip your chin, forcing you to look at him as he gives you a hungry kiss, his tongue twisting and sucking onto your mouth like he's a man starving for food, his other hand gripping and groping your breasts at the same time.

Scar would try to merge his body into yours, he wants to be one with you forever. And you bet he's keeping his dick inside you when you two are done until tomorrow morning.

"You're so naughty, at this rate I should get paid for fucking you as well"

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CALCHARO:

Calcharo did tell you that if you wanted him home early all you could do was leave a text, but sometimes you like to text a bit more than he asks you to.

So when he comes home he's staring at you with dark eyes, his hands moving before his brain as he runs his hands around you, leaning close to your ears to whisper at you.

"You're such a slut"

He'll say that, but you can tell you got him desperate too, the way he fucks your hole as it grips onto his cock, the way his precum leaks out of your hole as it mixes in with your juices, you know that despite him being tired from work, he still has stored up energy to fuck you until you're satisfied.

"Give me one more, didn't you want this?"

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AALTO:

He probably already relieved himself in the office, since it'd be troublesome if he walked around with a hard-on at work. But that doesn't mean he won't keep going for you when he's back home.

At first he'd fuck you because you wanted it, and he'll make sure he's doing a top tier job. That's until he goes pussy drunk of course. He'll lose control over the way your cunt tightens around him when he presses the right spots.

He loves the way your eyes would roll back each time he grinds on you, and he'll even give you marks so that when they fade away to the point of being unintelligible, that's when he'll know that you need more of his loving.

"I love it when you tell me how much you need me babe, do it more, tell me how much you need me again"

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YUANWU:

When he gets your texts telling him how much you needed him it makes him smile. You're so cute the way you beg him to hurry up and come home, and he will come home, with a sweet smile as he pats your head when you hug him so tight.

Whatever you ask for he'll do it. You want him to fuck your cunt loose? He'll do it. Want him to eat you out until you can't squirt? He'll do it. Want to suck his cock dry? He'll let you do it.

He believes in satisfying you before himself, and to him, he thinks that if you still need to ask him for more sex, then that means he hasn't been giving you enough.

"What else do you need? Don't be shy, I'll help relieve you until you're satisfied"

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A/N: Ty for the fun request anon!! hope you liked it!

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[idleoblivion]

"Hey Man I Love You, But No Fucking Way" Jamil Viper x GN Reader

Synopsis: The time has finally come for you to leave, but he isn't ready to lose you. Surely you'll hear him out, right?

Word count: ~900

A/N: I usually prefer fluff but thought I'd experiment with a little angst, though I don't think it's too intense. Never written any kind of yandere stuff before so sorry if it's tame.

Warnings: angst, yandere Jamil

This day was bound to come. He knew it, you knew it, everyone did. That didn’t make it any easier for him, though. 

He knew you had started bugging Crowley harder about going home after the second overblot. And harder again after the third, then his, and so on. He wanted to meddle, but Kalim kept him busy. Plus, his faith in Crowley was so low he thought he’d have more time. Time to win you over, time to convince you that your place was with him. And he had made progress, you two had become very close despite what went down in Scarabia over the holiday. But the time for you to go had come regardless. 

He knew you had people you missed and places you still wanted to see. He knew that at the end of the day, no matter how much he’d grown to like your presence, you were not meant to be in Twisted Wonderland. 

But he still held onto that naive hope he had that you would hear him out tonight. Perhaps too tightly.

“You know how much you mean to me, don’t you?”

“I do.” You answer almost emotionlessly.

“Then… then please-” “Don’t ask me what you’re about to ask me. Don’t do that.”

He should’ve stopped there, but he couldn’t. If there was any chance of you staying with him, he had to fight for it. So he kept going.

“Please… you don’t know what my life was like before you. Please don’t leave me like this.”

You don’t say anything back. He could already feel himself unraveling, but tried to hold it together the best he could. 

“You’re the only person I can be myself around. You’re the only person who I can show what I’m actually capable of, the only-” “Jamil, you need to stop this. Now.”

“I love you.” He admits with desperation. “I love you, please, you can’t leave me like this. I’ll never…” he trails off, holding back tears.

“I love you too, Jamil…” You sigh deeply.

“Just not enough to stay?” He snaps without thinking. The look on your face immediately tells him that was the wrong thing to say. “How fucking dare you? You think you’re the only person I’m allowed to care about? I have people that I miss, Jamil. That I’ve been missing. I had a life before this school, sorry that hurts your feelings so badly.” He hadn’t expected you to get so angry with him. 

“I didn’t mean-” “I had a life. A life without magic and overblots. Where I didn’t spend every waking moment waiting for something else bad to happen. Where people didn’t want to fight me just for existing, and I wasn’t almost constantly in some kind of trouble or danger.” You’re crying now too, and you turn your back to him as you continue. “I can’t do it. I can’t stay. There’s nothing good for me here.” “What…what can I do? There’s has to be something I can do-” “No, there isn’t. I’m leaving tomorrow and that’s that. Stop making this harder than it needs to be.”

“I…I told you, I love you!” “And I told you I love you, but I can’t do this for you!” You wipe your face as you turn to face him again. “You think I’m happy about leaving you? Of course I’m not! But I’m not going to suffer here for your sake. I have to do this, for me. Why can’t you understand that?!”

And in that moment, he finally did understand. You didn’t want to hurt him. You weren’t trying to, you just needed to look out for yourself. He couldn’t blame you for that. You said you loved him, and he believed you. He watches you sniffle in front of him and put your face in your hands. He feels remorse for how this world has treated you, and guilt for not getting what you really meant at first. Yes, he understands perfectly. 

It was the rest of the world that was the problem. You could be happy in Twisted Wonderland, you just didn’t know it. With Crowley and overblots and other stress always wearing you down, of course you didn’t think you could stay. If you were constantly hurting, how could he expect you to?

But, why hadn’t you just said that from the start? If you knew how much you meant to him, didn’t you also know just how far he’d go for you? The mountains he would make move? The people he’d dispose of? Wouldn’t you do the same for him?

Of course, you would never have to do the same for him. He would do everything, take care of everything. Nothing would keep you two from each other. All you had to do was be with him and be happy. He could make that happen, he was sure of it.

He decides that those kinds of plans don’t matter right now, though. What matters most is that you’re about to make the biggest mistake of your life, and he isn’t going to let you.

“Look at me.” “Jamil, I’m done with this. I-”

“I get that, okay? Just…please, look at me one more time.” He was pleading, and his voice sounded so terribly dejected. You sigh again. You lift your head up from your hands and meet his eyes.

“I told you, I’m sorry. I really am. I-” “Snake Whisper. Follow me. You’re not going through that mirror.”

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[oddaesthetin]

3:56 am — gojo satoru

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“you know, i find that you’re actually quite easy to understand,” you muttered out of the blue, enigmatically, not even bothering to spare him a glance, and continued in whatever you were doing.

you saw him straighten up in your periphery.

“and by easy to understand, what do you mean exactly?”

“in a way where i know you prefer ice cream sandwiches more than ice cream cakes. or how your favorite song is shame on me by avicii because you think it reflects your life,” you stood up straight and looked at him for a second, completely ignoring what you were doing as you delved into thinking deeper. “i also know, and you’ll probably deny this, that your favourite flower is red and purple chrysanthemum because you find them vibrant and fluffy.”

the last statement reminding you of that one instance when you saw him get absolutely enticed upon seeing the flower. how he tried to fight off the intrusivity of squeezing them just to see whether they’d remain fluffy or not but failing miserably, and how his eyes got a tint of sadness when he saw the flowers crushed down to pieces. that one instance you see happen time and time again whenever he gets ahold of them.

hearing the last statement made satoru pout. not that you’ve noticed, as you went back to being engrossed in your project.

“i mean, i completely get the rationale behind that. maybe since people think you’re the strongest, or maybe since you grew up silver-spooned, it’s quite unlikely for people to assume that you’re no different at all from the rest. perhaps that thought is what makes it easy for them to separate you so they could look up to you.”

when silence engulfed the place, your eyes immediately went to the white-haired brute at the corner. although there was a distance between where you were both standing, it wasn’t as hard to notice the soft smile playing on his lips.

at the back of his mind, satoru is praying you wouldn’t see how much he cares about this conversation so much. it’s not so often you get to have these kinds of conversations, but when you do, he adores it dearly. somehow, you always find a new way to tug his heart and mind.

he deliberately tried to fix his shades in an attempt to also hide the soft glaze his eyes bore.

“just because you know my favourite things does not make me easy to understand.” he disagreed, amidst the reddening of both his ears.

like how you get ignorantly confident from time to time, you shook your head as you answered, “but for me, you are. it’s exactly because i know you. and i’ve known you for years now. i’ve noticed your habits…how you think…they’re engraved in my mind.”

how sometimes he says something that’s exactly the opposite of what he’s thinking.

“besides, just because i think you’re easy to understand does not mean you’re not a complex person.”

how he so desperately wants to be normal and yet never wants to give up his ideals that are always adding to his hurt and burden. you saw him move from where he initially was.

“i think that all these is what makes you comforting.”

“i’m comforting?”

you raised your head and finally looked him in the eyes. “yes. to put it in easier words, you’re kinda like a close friend at a bad dinner party.”

satoru laughed. “a close friend at the dinner party, huh? what got me demoted?”

of course, satoru knows what you mean. he’s known you just as much as you’ve known him. and it makes his heart swell hearing you talk about his habits he never thought you’d take time to memorize and analyze because truthfully, no one has made an effort as deep as you did for him. when he’s with you, he feels like a common person. never having to be the strongest. never having to be gojo satoru. when he’s with you, he feels just like…toru. your man, toru.

his life with you is both seeing and being seen. he remembers his younger self— how he was so confident that he had learned everything in this world and there was nothing left for him to learn. just that thought alone made him snicker because oh boy was he so wrong, for being with you helped him discover new things, and grow as a person in many ways than one. he feels like a kid who’s only experienced the world for the first time. a world where being flawed is not a flaw, but a reason to keep loving, without hesitation and reservations. where waking up is not a task, but a choice, because he gets so excited to see your face first things first, converse with you, and do life with you. you’re like the orange to his blue. you may both be at the opposite ends of the spectrum, but you do well at complementing each other.

what you both have is bigger than the world. too complicated to explain but very easy to embrace. it’s a new feeling he’s willing to explore even more.

when he shares a space with you, it’s like the roles have been reversed. instead of him protecting you, it’s you that’s giving him safety. like tonight. he doesn’t know how to explain all this to you without his heart exploding and his words turning gibberish, but he hoped you know. his words may not be as impactful, but he tries his best to show it.

you rolled your eyes at the statement, “it’s just a figure of speech, hun.”

your boyfriend giggled and walked even closer to you. you were about to welcome his stance when he stopped you and turned you around as he wrapped his arms around your body. “yeah, well, even if it’s theoretical, i still would like to be your boyfriend. or husband, even.”

“that’s…not how what i said works, toru.” you replied at his idiocy, stifling a laugh. as he buried his face in your neck, you softly ruffled his hair. when you felt his lips smack a kiss to your neck, a whisper of “i love you” entered your ears.

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hUEY LISTWN! this is a comfort piece i wrote for myself after the latest manga update so this might be a little cringe to som of you. this has been rotting in my notes 4 quite some time already but iv’e only gotten the confidence to share it now. if u liked it, tysm! we’ll survive the manga 2gether! 🥹🫵👯‍♀️

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[tiredfox64]

HIIIIIIII ur works r sooo good i read them one by one before going to sleep im tellin ya anyways do u still do requestss?? If u do,can i request kunglao x gnreader where we suck kung lao off under a table while hes talking to raiden????? Its fine too if reader n kunglao switched

Hush Hush Never Tell

Yip notes: Guess my works were your bedtime stories XD. Also how did you freaking know I wanted to do a concept like this??? And You picked Kung Lao I've been wanting to give him some love.

Pairing: Kung Lao x Gn reader

Warnings‼️: NSFW, Oral sex (both receive)

You sat on Kung Lao’s lap with your arms wrapped around his neck and your lips smothering his. A steamy make-out session was at play. You had Kung Lao all hot and bothered from the beginning.

He hadn’t seen you since he went to the Wu Shi Academy. He knew he had to focus on his training but his mind would wander to the thought of you. He would think about holding you and kissing you from head to toe. He would imagine how your skin would feel against his and where your hands would wander. Then you came for a visit. Finally, he got to spend time with the love of his life. And maybe he could get rid of that inner frustration that had been building up since the last time he saw you.

He was very grabby today. He squeezed wherever he could. You both grew more and more desperate to the point you started grinding on his lap. You heard his breathing grow heavy and he began to whimper. Oh yeah, things are getting spicy. Nothing could ruin this moment.

Knock! Knock! Knock! FUCK!

Both of you heard Raiden calling for Kung Lao. You didn’t pay attention to what he was saying, you acted quickly. Your first instinct was to slip off of Kung Lao and hide under the table. Luckily the other side of the table was covered so no one would be able to see you were down there, only Kung Lao. Since he wasn’t answering Raiden decided to walk in. Kung Lao scooted his chair into the table more to prevent his friend from seeing his rock-hard boner. The only hint that something was going on was the slight blush on his face.

You heard some of their conversation. Raiden asked where you were, and Kung Lao had to lie by saying you were out for a walk. Little did the champion know that you were close by. This conversation might go on for a long time so you might as well get comfortable and have some fun.

When you looked forward you realized that your boyfriend's boner was not going down. It was pushing up against his pants. You knew it was uncomfortable for him so you decided to help him out a little. There was already a reaction from him. His hand went down to hint at you to not do that but did you listen? Fuck no! You’ve wanted to do this for a long time and now was your chance.

When you pulled down his pants his cock sprang out. Clearly it was happy to see you too. You saw the droplets of precum at the tip. It began to drip down and you took the chance to lean it and lick it up. Kung Lao’s eyes changed from a wide-eyed panic to half-lidded. His eyes rolled back a little before correcting.

“Are you alright, Kung Lao? Are you ill?” Raiden asked, believing his friend was suffering from something.

“Ah yeah…yeah I’m perfectly fine.” He lied through his teeth.

He tried to close his legs to prevent you from doing anything else but it was useless. You placed yourself between his legs. You were gonna have your fun right now.

You began to leave kisses all over it. They were gentle but it had an effect on Kung Lao. His nostrils were flaring up and he didn’t know where to put his hands. You gave him little licks on his tip. You’re killing him with your teasing. He wanted to thrust his hips but that would bring too much attention. Seeing how his legs jittered gave you the hint and you gave him what he wanted. Your tongue began to swirl around his tip.

Kung Lao’s hands were going crazy trying to keep himself under control. One of his hands was scratching at the table while the other was concealing his mouth just in case he couldn’t hold in any moans. Raiden suspected something was up but didn’t ask. He decided to go on and on about what they needed to do in regards to training. Kung Lao was not taking anything in. All he was thinking about was how good you were making him feel. You grew braver as this went on so you decided to take him all in. He felt your tongue slide down as your warm mouth surrounded his cock.

You’re gonna be the death of him.

He let out a whine and he began shaking a little. Raiden noticed and had to ask since Kung Lao was acting very strangely.

“What is the matter? You are not yourself.”

Kung Lao had to think quickly. What did he decide to say?

“…hungry…” Good thinking, it’s realistic.

Raiden sighed before saying, “Typical. Fine, I will leave you be so you can get yourself food. But once you are done we must discuss our training routine.”

Raiden walked out of the room and Kung Lao immediately got to work. You felt his hands grab onto your head before he stood up. It all happened so fast. You felt his cock go deeper down your throat, causing you to gag a little. He thrusted in and out of your mouth. He was a panting and whimpering mess.

All your teasing made him sensitive. Combined with the fact he had jerked off this whole time even when he so desperately wanted to he was incredibly sensitive down there. If Raiden didn’t leave in time he probably would have came right in front of him.

His cock abused the back of your throat while his fingers grabbed at your hair. His pelvis bumped into your nose multiple times. You began to drool from the inability to swallow in time and the constant movement in your mouth. You felt him twitch and he began to moan. One more thrust and you felt his cum flow down your throat. He was pent up for a long time so there was a lot going down. You had no choice but to swallow it all. That orgasm was needed. He was shaking and sweating. He didn’t even realize the top half of his body was leaning on the table.

He slipped his cock out of your mouth before sitting back down. His head went back and you could see his chest rising up and down a lot from his heavy breathing. Your mouth was a mess. A mess of saliva and cum that was slipping down your lips.

You crawled out from under the table and began to stand up before feeling Kung Lao pick you. He placed you on the table and took your pants off in one fell swoop. He parted your legs before giving you a smile.

“Now’s my turn.” He did say he was hungry. Time to dig in.

His face was between your legs in seconds. Gosh, you forgot how impressive his tongue was. Swirling around and making it a wet mess down there. His lips felt like heaven. They are wonderful for kissing and giving kisses down there. You couldn’t close your legs since his hands were spreading them apart. Good luck trying to fight him, he’s too strong and hungry for you.

Your back rested against the table since you didn’t have the strength to hold yourself up. Your head hung off and you were trying your hardest to be quiet. Your legs began to shake and you tried to push Kung Lao’s head away from down there. He didn’t budge and that orgasm hit you like a brick. Your hands went from his head over to your mouth to cover it. Your moans were muffled but could still be heard by him. Prideful bastard, he loves hearing you moan for him.

You sure made a mess on his face. Kung Lao got on top of the table and crawled on top of you. His lips latched onto yours and you both got a taste of each other. When he pulled away you saw the mess you made but also the large smile on his face.

“Have I ever told you that I love you?” He’s such a sweetheart, right?

Yap notes: I saw slugs this morning and that's cool. Not important but it's important to me. My cat finally came out and asked for pats and I told her I had to finish but nooo she needs pats. Now she is sleeping nearby. If only I could have my dog come near but he is moody right now. OH RIGHT THIS IS A FANFIC I GOT SIDETRACKED. I mean what can I say Kung Lao is a cutie patootie. And he has a big appetite like me when I'm not anxious. What am i gonna do for dinner? Adiós!

#mortal kombat #mk1 #mortal kombat 1 #mortal kombat1 #mortal kombat x reader #mortal kombat x you #mk x reader #mk x you #mk fanfic #mk smut #mortal kombat smut #kung lao x you #kung lao x reader #kung lao mk1 #mk kung lao #kung lao mortal kombat #kung lao #mortal kombat kung lao #mk1 kung lao

[ellieanddinacanlitstabme]

SPIDERMAN!ELLIE X CRAZY RICH!READER PT2

I act went to make a research but i didn't understand shit so its js gonna be a random villain (the first one to pop on google)who js so happens to be a student at their school and js so happens to take a group of ppl as hostage , in which including reader, i also DONT know how to write fight scenes

So to my research vulture is a man that wants to have a "second life"(he js wants youth) and he has this gun that can take other ppl youth and hes a rly good engineer and has made(?) those wings that can let him fly rly precisely(?) and hes also rly fast and reminder,the last spiderman movie ive seen was years ago

credits: -dividers: @animatedglittergraphics-n-more

-pics: pinterest!!

🚩: mdni, fem reader, bad grammar, bad writing ,this isnt accurate,tell me if more

DAILY CLICK pt1

"yeah and i also found this really weird-" ring

she picks up the phone "hello?...right now?!...fuck"

"..again?"

"yeah...sorry"

"fuck you Ellie " you thought as you watched her run out of the school

.

.

"students please head home, Vulture has now left the area"

"cmon let's go!" James basically dragged you by your arm, what was he, a chimpanzee? Probably have a bruise on your arm now

You and James were hiding behind the lockers, at least you were... That boy was half out. You two were looking around and you literally saw a Vulture's shoulder through the window on the door and yet James decided to just kill you both and drag you out just screaming.

"Finally! That guy is UGLY!!" As he grabbed you by your fresh bruise.

As soon as you two got out Vulture dragged James by his arms and then discovered that you were the little +1, two birds one stone i guess.

He took you to an abandoned building and tied you together with another bunch of people.

Now what do you do? Do you just die?

You desperately looked around,tears forming in your eyes .

Vulture walked around the batch of teenagers in circles with a weird, massive gun in his hands.

He soon shot multiple people with it and quickly looked much younger .

As he was about to shoot the person next to you someone stopped him.

"VULTURE" She looked at the hostages, noticing you "fuck.."

At this point she didn't give a fuck about the city, she just wants to get you out of here.

Vulture ran towards Ellie,currently in her spiderman costume , trying to hit her multiple times with the gun.

Ellie quickly moved back, dodging the shots and jumping under the building and quickly followed by the man.

She threw webs at him while trying to grab the gun.

After a while she finally gets the un on the ground and as she was hitting it with webs trying to destroy it , yet Vulture quickly flew to her , pushing her to the ground .

He was punching her, the steel armor making his fists stronger and harder, his weight on her stopping from hitting back. She tried to get her arm out by rocking around while also trying to avoid the attacks and when she finally did she shot towards his eyes. Vulture backed up quickly,not being able to see. She took the chance and wrapped a thick web around him trapping him.

She checked so that he couldn't get out and quickly contacted joel and the others to come get him as she was getting up the building .

Every other of the people that were tied to you were either sleeping from tiredness from crying or fainted from fear. As you were about to close your eyes too you saw Spiderman,or Ellie,running towards you.

She took off the mask as it was now into pieces, her nose bleeding and just different bruises on her body and face.

"for fuck sake.." she mumbled

"Ellie?" You said before giving in into sleepiness

Ellie untied you and picked you up and bought you to her place

"mhm.. Ellie?"

"hey.." she hugged you closer

You saw your phone on the bedside table so you reached to grab it

"it's 10 am"

She ignored you and continued to sleep

You both woke up at 3pm when Joel walked in and jokes about the both of you, even though you were sleeping.

"im gonna make a sandwich you want one?"

You nodded as you were brushing your hair with one of the pastel pink brush that you left over years ago

You sat down as the plate was set on the table

The room was silent, she wasn't sure if you were conscious when she ran to you the day before and you didn't know what to say

"hey.."

"what are we?"

"..."

"what do you want us to be?"

"...what about you?"

"lovers."

THIS IS SO MID OMG I HATE THIS STOP ITS SO AWKWARD AND BAD AND SHI

#tlou #the last of us #ellie tlou #ellie williams #ellie williams tlou #ellie the last of us #ellie williams x reader #ellie x reader #spiderman!ellie

[bellaramseysgf]

Bitter & Butter. (B.B)

Warnings; Smut (18+ only), PWP,oral (M receiving) pet names,angry Anthony mixed with a little jealousy,mention of past Bridgerton episodes, food for lube,fingering,kissing + more

Pairing(s); Benedict Bridgerton x fem reader x Johnathan Bridgerton.

Summary; Anthony is getting a little “tired” of Ben’s new girlfriend.

A/n; I haven’t written anything this long in a minute I haven’t written smut in a while either. Keep in mind I’ve never written for Bridgerton so if this seem out of place I’m so sorry!!

Scroll to the end for a surprise!!

Anthony was a very patient man it’s something he prides himself on if he’s honest. He’s had patients when Daphne courted and then married his best friend,when his mother yelled out that he was looking for a wife,when Colin almost married a women he knew was awful for him.

This however,this is starting to truly provoke him in a desperate and disastrous way. Ben had no clue how this was effecting him, more like how you were effecting him.

You.

You and your sweet nature. You and your beautiful smile. You and your perfect hair. You and your irresistible smell. Oh heavens your smell. It filled his every sense,it filled his dreams.

“Please” Anthony spoke taking a deep breath before entering the evening room.

“Anthony! Where have you been hiding?” His mother asked as he entered the room for breakfast. “Apologies for being so late mother” he said kissing the side of her head.

He was begging- pleading in his mind that he had waited long enough.

“Good morning Brother!” He was lucky his back was to Ben and he couldn’t see the way his face tensed, because he knew. He knew where he was you were sure to follow.

He turned and sure enough he was met with you still in your silk night gown sat cuddled up to his brother. “Morning.” He said rather shortly turning back to finish his conversation with his mother.

“Well, I’m off to meet Daphne at the garden.” His mother said leaving the room as she bid farewells to you and Ben as well.

Anthony turned to the table seeing a spread of wonderful food. Fruit,pancakes,bacon,eggs, biscuits,sausage, an array of jams and butters to top things with.

Anthony finally turned back to his brother to ask him about his plans for the day only to see Ben with his tongue down your throat, and his hand practically inside you with how far under your gown it was.

He let out a sigh clasping his hands behind his back “please keep in mind you have young siblings in this house.” He scolded his brother only to be waved off. “Benedict! Act like you have some honor!” He yelled making you jump and pull from his mouth.

Benedict looked to his brother with a roll of his eyes “everyone but you is out of the house. I’m allowed to act how I want with my lady” he huffed raising a brow to his brother.

Benedict grew up beside his brother and while he was definitely clueless sometimes he could tell when his brother was upset….or rather intrigued by a situation.

Ben couldn’t help the smirk that fell to his face when he dipped his head to lick at the sweet spot on your neck his eyes never leaving his brothers.

“If I didn’t know better I’d say someone was jealous” “jealous?!” Anthony raised his brows in shock. You just sat there dazed as the two brothers went back and forth. “Jealous,envious,bitter. You decide how to word it” he bit out at his brother. “Ben!” You scolded hitting his chest.

“Oh do not make a fuss sweet girl! He just wishes to take you so desperately it’s made him stupid” your cheeks turned red “Benedict!” You gasped.

Anthony snapped. He had been a honorable man, kept his dick words to himself this whole time. “Benedict I think you’ve said enough.” He said his eyes narrowed the color somehow darkening.

Your eyes shot to him his tone catching you off guard, he’s never sounded like that ever. You knew he was serious and you couldn’t help the wetness that coated your panties at his tone.

“M-my lord I-” you started stuttering but were quickly cut off by Ben covering your mouth with his hand. “Shush” he warned as Anthony walked up to the pair of you.

“Now, I have been a gentleman and I’ve had patience. However, you,brother, have just exceeded the last of it.” He said.

You don’t know what happened it was like a blur you just know you were jerked from Ben’s hold and gripped to Anthony’s chest.

“Hey! You know I’ll share but she is mine” Ben reached for your leg only to be smacked by Anthony “no. You’ve had her long enough” he glowered his lips beginning to kiss down your neck and to your shoulder.

His hands fiddled under your dress until they found what they wanted. Your cunt. You gasped feeling his fingers sink into you “Anthony-” his fingers were moving in perfect motions. You had never had your orgasm build so fast you squirmed the pleasure coming at you to fast wanting away from it.

“Shh go ahead tell me how good it feels. Tell me how much better than my brother I am” your eyes snapped open practically forgetting your boyfriend was right there.

To your surprise he had his own cock out slowly pumping his hand up and down his shaft. You noticed the small dish of butter had been dipped into he obviously using the melted result for lube.

“Hey, focus on me” Anthony spoke from behind you rudely pressing into that one spot that had you seeing white. You let out a whorish moan and fell back into his grasp. “Oh-” without warning it sent you shooting over the edge. You curled your toes your vision going white as you trembled in Anthony’s arms.

“Atta girl, mhm just like I said. Listen so well for me good girl” his words were already sending your sensitive cunt towards another release.

“Shit, making you cum like that? What a sight” ben added as you dreamily watched him stroked his length. His hand would squeeze harder at his tip. His thumb trailing over his own slit mixing the precum and butter together in a sloppy mess.

Your mouth watered as you watched imagining his delicious looking cock sliding down your throat. Instinctively you leaned forward “where are you going,hmm?” Anthony stated as you ignored him to take your lovers hand away. Ben smirked down at you “see even she knows who she belongs too hmm?” He remarked.

You licked a stripe from his base to his tip loving the salty taste of his pre cum mixed with the melted butter. You quickly took his tip into your mouth making your way to half his length before you choked. Benedict let out a groan and the restricted feeling of your throat.

“Now let’s see if this is worth all the screaming I’ve been hearing.” Anthony said before you felt his tip enter your soaked entrance. His tip made you whimper it was much more bulging than your lovely boyfriends. He worked his way into you slowly his warm hand holding your waist.

You couldn’t help the way your eyes watered the stretch was much more difficult than your other. When he finally stopped his hold reacting against you the both of you sighed. His from pleasure and yours from the stretch finally settling.

“That’s it baby” Benedict called pulling your eyes up to him. You had almost forgotten that his dick still stuffed your mouth. “Don’t worry baby we are gonna take very good care of you sweet girl” Anthony called from behind you.

You don’t truly remember much of what else happened it was still all a blur as you woke up later that day. The sun had now gone away a long time ago the darkness outside had you’s tumbling to find your footing.

When you were finally able to stand you realized you weren’t in your room but rather Anthony’s. The door opened and you jumped moving to hide yourself with the curtains.

“It’s just me love” you sighed hearing Ben’s voice. “Are you okay? Anything hurt?” You shook your head the only pain was from your legs which were still uncertain on the ground under them.

“Anthony was worried about you being in pain” you smiled and looked up at your boyfriend. “Is this…have you always done that?” You asked and Ben could t help the laugh that erupted.

“Darling, you were just fucked by 2 of the most powerful people in our town and you’re still embarrassed to say sex?” Your cheeks flared red and you let out a small whine in reply. “No, I’ve never seen him so…angry like that” you raised your brow.

Seems like you still have a lot to learn about these two.

#benedict bridgerton #benedict bridgerton smut #benedict Bridgerton x reader #bridgerton #bridgerton smut #anthony bridgerton #anthony x reader #anthony bridgerton x reader #anthony bridgerton smut #bridgerton brothers

[aihoshiino]

chapter 151 thoughts

Chapters Since The 143 Kiss Happened And Went Entirely Unacknowledged And Unaddressed Count: 8

Aqua Hoshigan Status: Black

Kana enjoyers continue to eat good in this new arc, as 151 very clearly parallels what's considered one of the more iconic AquKana chapters from the first half of the manga with a bit of role reversal in the mix. 'Reversal' is sort of the keyword for this chapter for a handful of reasons but we'll get into that when it's relevant.

the usual shout out to mengo for Peak Faces this chapter. my faves were kana's blushy face as she takes off her glasses and aqua covering his blush with his baseball glove… it does NOT get cuter than that.

It's pretty cathartic to see Kana get a similar TV spotlight to BH!Ruby, where she's centered in B-Komachi's success and Ruby is sort of just in the background lol. That said… kinda of hate that OnK is continuing to frame the ShimaD shit!!! I have a lot of complicated feelings about it but I will say that overall, it's pretty fucked that the story made all those correct assertions about sexual harassment in the entertainment industry and how women and young girls specifically are pressured to kowtow to men to retain their place in the industry and then like… not? link any of this?? to what happened to Kana??? Weird and bad!!!!

on the plus side. megarima and maskua <3

It feels like a good step for Kana to confidently assert that they are, in fact, on a date and their shared visible embarrassment is pretty cute. This is what I meant when I said this chapter was a bit of a reversal of chapter 30, which Aqua even calls explicit attention to - running from school to play catch vs running to school. It works well, imo, as a sort of marker of both change and consistency for both of these characters, showing us how far they've come… but at the same time, how much has managed to stay the same. This return to the early AQKN dynamic is really nice… their moment to moment rapport is the one I enjoy most in the series so even though it's definitely jarring to whiplash back to it after the Movie Arc… idk!! I am still enjoying it all the same.

aqua calling her out on it being a baseball date was really funny btw

And their talk about dreams is… Very Shrimptresting. I keep waffling back and forth on what to take from it, because hypothetically I think it's really interesting but whether or not I really end up liking it is going to depend on how things are handled with Aqua going forward…! IDK, this is the obvious pitfall of analyzing the story like this week to week,

I guess all I'll say now is that this falls in line with how I was reading last chapter's framing of Gorou -> Aqua, where Aqua's inheritance of that identity is just that - an inheritance and it's up to him what he chooses to do with that legacy. He can decide for himself what parts of it he wants to take with him into the future and what he chooses to leave behind.

That said: this is still black hoshigan Aqua. Is this just a 'dream' because it's something he wants but doesn't think he'll be able to have? Or is Aqua starting to seriously consider a future for himself past the end of his revenge quest? It was Kana who prompted him for an answer, after all, and he's already had to make a promise to her that he won't 'disappear'. Is he just lying here to put her at ease? Much to consider…….

Kana's side of this conversation is also really interesting. Kana is a person who acts out of genuine love for her craft, yes, but she's also correct that she kind of already got her assumed end goal of 'be a nationally famous actress' when she was a kid and it didn't necessarily make her happy or fulfilled. To a degree, she's been operating on momentum and desperation to cling to the industry so much of her identity was formed around. But if a 'dream' is something she just wants for herself, without her career coming into it… then what does Kana really want?

And the answer, obviously, is Aqua. With another 'oshi no ko' title drop, to boot…!

It's a little sad that even as Kana makes this tentative confession to him, she still downplays herself in favour of Memcho and Ruby but the emotional stakes she's putting on the table are very loaded. This essentially, without either girl knowing it, puts her in direct competition with Ruby who very much seems to still want to milk her sensei's Little Aqua and I don't imagine that conflict is going to go off without fireworks.

Interestingly, though, this isn't the only point on which the two are opposed here: this is what I mean when I said this chapter's keyword was 'reversal'. While Ruby insists that 'Sensei' is her oshi, Kana offers to be Aqua's oshi. This isn't the first time it's happened, either - when Kana talks about her feelings last chapter, she describes them as 本気の恋 (honki no koi), i.e, seriously, earnestly, truly in love whereas Ruby's confession uses the term ガチ恋 (gachikoi), a slang term referring to a fan who considers themselves to be legitimately in romantic love with a celebrity/idol/etc - and specifically says she's gachikoi for Sensei. Gachikoi is also how the first generation of B-Komachi are described in both Viewpoint B and 45510 in the original Japanese text. On just about all fronts, these two are bound to clash going into the final arc of the story and I'm tentatively interested to see where it goes.

No break next week!

#oshi no ko #oshi no posting #onk spoilers #chapter review

[diviniussfr]

Almost complete analysis of Kaiser's superiority complex.

Kaiser's narcissism arose due to the ridicule his father put him through (what we already know...), but he probably went through the phase that every narcissist goes through before becoming a narcissist; The inferiority complex. The inferiority complex does not always spread in narcissists, it is usually just a “phase” for them to reach a masking that leaves them in a “comfort zone” (feeling less vulnerable).

Kaiser probably went through this phase at a time when we saw him indirectly socially isolating himself and sleeping around trash (isolation or such thoughts are extremely common in those who experience an inferiority complex). We can see the way it scales between two extremes.

Although physically Kaiser is an arrogant, selfish and apparently insensitive person, inside he continues to appear vulnerable and see himself as inferior (typical of a narcissist).

Although it doesn't show, Kaiser still feels insufficient. Kaiser is so irritating and arrogant towards Isagi because he feels threatened as a reflection of his excessive envy, desperately looking for a point.

No narcissist has actually managed to get out of his inferiority complex; inside, he still remains vulnerable, voluntarily feeling insufficient and afraid of his failure. His physique, what he shows doesn't say anything, he's just afraid. Your failures on the field could be (and probably are) responses to your feared fear of being incapable. Kaiser claims so much to himself that he is the best, that he ends up losing himself and believing his lies. Then, when the expected (failure) comes, he has an exaggerated reaction, a mixture of envy, anger and even self-doubt-aversion are the feelings that spread most in these moments;

Taking the blame off himself and placing it on the weakest being, the one who trusts him and will always be there: Ness.

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That's been my analysis of Kaiser so far... Kaiser is so fascinating I just love analyzing his entire superiority complex :>

#michael kaiser #blue lock manga #blue lock #manga #manga review #bllk kaiser

[dailydreamling]

Canon Divergence

A White Blank Page by Cheshyr (Words: 4,370)

Warning: Self-Esteem Issues

Pairings: Dream of the Endless/Hob Gadling

Hob Gadling messed up, and he just wants Dream to forgive him. But first he has to convince Dream that he did, in fact, mess up.

Canon Divergence

my love is thine to teach by Avelera (Words: 4,454)

Warning: none

Pairings: Dream of the Endless/Hob Gadling

When Hob spots Dream of the Endless in the front row of his survey course on 20th c. history, he could perhaps be forgiven for assuming it was out of curiosity, to study his new human boyfriend while Hob went about his weirdo human life, or maybe as part of some kinky student-teacher roleplay thing.

Canon Divergence

Make Me Immortal With A Kiss by WyvernQuill (Words: 8,611)

Warning: Angst with a Happy Ending

Pairings: Dream of the Endless/Hob Gadling

He doesn’t know why he does it. It’s perhaps the biggest mistake of all his 500 years on God’s green earth. But in that strange, treacle-slow moment on the wet street with the rain falling around him, with His Stranger’s arm shaking under his fingers - God, has he ever even laid hands on him before? Hob can’t recall - it seems like the only obvious course of action. Hob grabs him by the lapels of his black coat and drags him into a desperate, needy kiss.

Or: Hob kisses His Stranger in 1889, and does nothing but regret it for the next 133 years.

See below for more recommendations!

Canon Divergence

can’t promise forever (but i’m working on it) by furiosophie (Words: 8,339)

Warning: None

Pairings: Dream of the Endless/Hob Gadling

I have read Twilight," Morpheus says some months later and Hob nearly spits out his sandwich.

Canon Divergence

Question a good thing by sb_essebi (Words: 821)

Warning: None

Pairings: Dream of the Endless/Hob Gadling

That’s when the shots started flowing. On Desire’s dime. Which, Hob doesn’t know where that money comes from, or if it disappeared as soon as the drawer of the cash register clicked shut, but he wasn’t about to turn down free shots - mostly because he had forgotten they were in his own pub in the first place…

In which Dream gets Hob drunk, Desire shows up, Hob has a Very Important ontological question and Dream is a vain, vain creature.

Canon Divergence

Lavender, Valerian and Poppies by Moreta (Words: 16,133) 

Warning: Supernatural bondage, BDSM, Consensual Non-Consent

Pairings: Dream of the Endless/Hob Gadling

Hob Gadling is trying to dip his toes into the occult after he lost everything. Dream of the Endless decides to invite himself into the process and "help", and before too long finds out that there is something to being in the binding circle.

Canon Divergence

Presume Not by kittleimp (Word: 7,705)

Warning: Hallucinations,  Panic Attacks, Coping With Trauma By Going Into A Coma Is Valid Right

Pairings: Dream of the Endless/Hob Gadling

Captivity provides Dream with a great deal of time to consider his existence, especially as it relates to that of one Robert "Hob" Gadling. He admits some things to himself in the confinement of his prison that he would never have considered outside of it. It is harder to mend something broken than it is to create something new.

Post Canon

A Token of Affection by Tea_EarlGrey (Words: 5,130) 

Warning: none

Pairings: Dream of the Endless/Hob Gadling

There's a jumper in the back of Hob's closet that's not meant to be worn.

Post The Kindly Ones

New Year, New You? by Konstadt (Words: 6,808)

Warning: Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot

Pairings: Daniel!Dream of the Endless/Hob Gadling

Hob orients himself to his new life on New Year's Eve, and meets someone he did not expect at a party. He'd gone through this scenario a hundred times in his mind, casual meetings turning into something more like they used to be, but now when the new Dream Lord was standing in front of him, familiar and foreign in turn, he didn't know what to say but he knew what he felt. Maybe they had both changed far less than circumstances would imply. Daniel decided that the dreamer's holiday held the right significance to reintroduce himself, and make a few demands.

Canon Divergence

Give me your hands, if we be friends by musesofaninsomniac (Word: 4,235)

Warning: none

Pairings: Dream of the Endless/Hob Gadling

“Well, of course you would bloody think that, we both know exactly how fond you are of Shakespeare,” their professor snaps, two spots of color rising high on his cheeks.

Robin’s mouth drops open; around her, she can hear the class start to mutter, a few of them shifting to catch each other’s eyes, because well, that sounds—well, it sounds a lot like the professor is—

“Uhm,” Aisling tilts her head back to mutter. “Did that sound like the professor is…jealous? Of Shakespeare, somehow?”

Or, Hob and Dream somehow, improbably, get their shit together in front of Hob’s unsuspecting senior history class.

Canon Divergence

Birdsong (Rumor Has It)  by fakeTRex (Words: 7,624)

Warning: none

Pairings: Dream of the Endless/Hob Gadling

Hob has a strange week, Matthew has a big beak (figuratively speaking), and Dream causes a stir. The secrets fly fast and furious -- pun intended.

Canon Divergence

Coffee & Flowers by starsniper (Word: 2,180)

Warning: none

Pairings: Dream of the Endless/Hob Gadling

A cup of coffee has multiple meanings. Dream overthinks everything, as per usual.

Canon Divergence

The Story Teller by apocryphal (Word: 21,096)

Warning: Age Regression/De-Aging

Pairings: Dream of the Endless/Hob Gadling

Hob takes in a breath for patience. “Fine. What’s the P-L-O-T device, and how did it get us from ancient cthulhu to—” He waggles his fingers over Dream, who is still sucking contentedly on his blanket. “—calamari?”

Canon Divergence

sharpening the axe by  illuminetic (Words: 11,917)

Pairings: Dream of the Endless/Hob Gadling

Warning: Light Sadism, Light Masochism, Dom/sub, Sexual Fantasy

“You were trying to discourage me… from propositioning you?” Dream repeats, bewildered. 

Hob sighs, and spreads out his hands. “I think we need a little background, here.”

Basically, my 1489-Hob-made-himself-look-unfuckable-on-purpose magnum opus. Inspired by the great Tumblr Hob fuckability debates of 2022.

Canon Divergence — Dream is not fishbowled

Putting Out Fire With Gasoline by notallsandmen (notallmaenads) (Words: 20,297)

Warning: The Love Is Requited They’re Just Idiots, Angst with a Happy Ending

Pairings: Dream of the Endless/Hob Gadling

“You are late. I thought it was impolite to keep friends waiting?”

“We’re not friends. We’re not… anything. You’ve made that perfectly clear.”

Dream does not get fishbowled and does turn up for the 1989 meeting, only to find that Hob does not appear. Hob has not been not captured or detained; he just stands him up. Or — what if Hob was a little less of a forgiving, patient cinnamon roll, and a little bit more of an salty bitch and went: ”You abandon me in the 1889, I will ghost you in 1989.”

Canon Divergence

Special Lecture: Fashion In England During The Second Millennium. Lecturer R. Gadling. 7 PM. by crimandclove (Words: 4,801)

Warning: None

Pairings: Dream of the Endless/Hob Gadling

After forgetting to find help for his lecture, Hob ropes an unassuming Dream into modeling for him. The lecture becomes educational in several ways.

Canon Divergence

To the Victor by Anonymous (Words: 24,532)

Warning: Extremely Dubious, Spanking, Anal Sex, Dom/sub

Pairings: Dream of the Endless/Hob Gadling

Dream had thought he would do anything to be free of his cage, to be released from a century trapped in glass and exact his revenge on Roderick Burgess. He had thought so when the immortal hedonist Hob Gadling came down to the cellar with a sledgehammer and a deal, and he still had to think it was worth it, even if he would be wearing this debt for a very long time. “You will come to me when I ask, whenever I ask,” Hob had said. “I’m a fair man. I won’t keep you from your duties. What’s a few hours here and there to the King of the Dreaming?” What Dream had not fully understood was that he would be paying for his freedom on his back.

Human AU

endless pawns playing a fixed game by vectacular (Words: 18,850)

Warning: Consensual but not safe or sane

Pairings: Dream of the Endless/Hob Gadling

When Hob took the Endless family bodyguard position, it was mainly for the paycheck. And also a lack of breaking kneecaps for collecting debts, which he does feel some way about. More that it’s a waste of his considerable skill, but nonetheless.

Soulmates AU

hear my soul speak by Anonymous (Words: 2,746)

Warning: none

Pairings: Dream of the Endless/Hob Gadling

The hard part about being immortal is that it's hard to form really close relationships with anyone. Makes sense, then, that in a world where people share dreams with their soulmate from the moment they meet, Hob would be the only person who's been dreaming alone all his life.

(Well, as alone as can be, when he spends every night in a wonderful dreamland, with stretched out fields and magical villages and a beautiful castle looming out over him.)

Human AU

Radio Silence by Moorishflower (Words: 17,151 )

Warning: Alternate Universe - Post-Apocalypse, parasocial relationships, Light Angst, Isolation

Pairings: Dream of the Endless/Hob Gadling

Ten years ago, the world ended all at once. It ended in flour. In rye. In the sound of pancake mix being opened in the morning, and the beep of the rice cooker, and the scent of fresh bread. And on the afternoon of June 13th, 2013, former novelist Dream Endeles finds a still-working portable radio and intercepts a distress call.

Kids Fics

Wish by cuubism (Words: 2,404)

Warning: Unhinged parental behavior

Pairings: Dream of the Endless/Hob Gadling

Johanna's seen a lot of shit, but a magical baby trapped in a birdcage is a new one. Even more unfortunately, she knows the parent of said baby, though she doesn't realize it until he shows up, ready for vengeance.

Matthew's POV Fics

Mr. Normal by softestpunk (Words: 659)

Warning: None

Pairings: Dream of the Endless/Hob Gadling

Matthew's accepted by now that no one ever tells him anything. But couldn't someone have warned him about Hob Gadling?

#dreamling fic #dreamling fanfic #hob gadling #dream of the endless #dailydreamling #masterpost #ao3 fanfic #hobmurphy #fic rec #DailyDreamling Fic Recs #dream x hob #dream of the endless x hob gadling #master post #daniel x hob #Dreamling Week 2024 #dreamling week

[a-killer-obsession]

PITCHING TENTS ⛺️

Kid Pirates x AFAB Reader Modern AU Campground Series

🔞 MINORS DNI 🔞

It wasn't something you'd ever admit to those who knew you, they all made the reasonable assumption that you went camping to spend time alone. At first, that had been the case, but you'd quickly come to learn that other single men your age were doing the same thing, and you found yourself loving the thrill of a romp with a stranger.

Masterlist || AO3

PART 1/6 - LAY OF THE LAND

CW: None for this chapter, just R18 mentions of sex.

WC: ~3k

Taglist: @nocturnalrorobin

A/n: I'm vaguely setting this in my home country of NZ, based on a campsite I frequent, for entirely selfish purposes but also because it's easy to describe a place you've been to a million times. Anyway, when I mention forests those are the kinds I mean, no fear of a rogue bear or mountain lion ✌️

You pulled into the quiet campsite in the middle of nowhere as you did every year around this time. Set between large mountainous hills covered in dense forest, and boasting a pool heated naturally by nearby geothermal activity, the site was a popular, bustling location in the on season. You, however, enjoyed the off season, when it was quiet, almost entirely abandoned save for the grounds keeper and his dog, and a handful of long term residents, living out their retirements in quiet bliss in the RVs that lined the very back of the campgrounds. You parked your humble car in front of the office that was built alongside a small shop, usually selling entry and icecreams to locals who came here for the pools, but also held a selection of basics such as toilet paper and cup noodles for campers in desperate need of a grocery trip.

The gravel that lined the carpark crunched underfoot as you made your way to the wooden ramp that led to the office and store building, the whole complex no bigger than a shipping container. The eggy smell of sulphur from the nearby geothermal activity filled your nostrils, unpleasant at first but a smell you'd quickly get accustomed to as you always did. A bell rang as you opened the door, the older woman assigned to mind the store today hurrying out from out back, you could hear the TV she'd been watching as she came out front. This time of the year customers were nil to none, so the counters relied on bells for service, usually unmanned otherwise. The chances of someone stealing from the store while it was unoccupied were slim, but you could assume they had a camera set up to watch from a screen out back anyway.

“[Y/n]!” The old woman exclaimed, taking her seat behind the desk, “I was happy to see you on our books this morning”

“Can't miss my mid-year vacay, Marg,” you replied with a smile, pulling out your wallet and leaning against the desk. You'd been coming here for years, and Margie had worked here for just as long. “What do I owe ya?”

“Minus the deposit you already paid, that'll be $65 sweetheart,” she smiled, clicking a few buttons on the keyboard at a snail pace as she worked on printing a receipt. You handed her the cash and the til made a clunk as the drawer popped open, Marg replacing your four twenty dollar notes with a five and a ten and handing them back to you. You slipped them back into your wallet and she handed you a keycard for the gate that kept pool visitors and strangers out of the campgrounds. Well, their cars anyway, they could absolutely just walk around it.

“Usual spot sweetheart, I'm sure you don't need a map,” she stood to return to her back room. She was definitely getting older, and standing was clearly more difficult for her than it had been in previous years. You'd be sad the year you came to camp and weren't greeted by her friendly face

You thanked her and made your exit, getting back into your car and making sure to roll down your window. You slowly made the short distance to the card receiver, leaning out your window a little to hold the card against it. A small light flashed green and the metal arm creaked as it began to raise. Your car was small, so you didn't have to wait for it to raise completely before you were passing underneath it and navigating the familiar gravel roads to your favourite spot. There were no additional parking spots at each spot, you were expected to either park on them or leave your car in front of the office, so you pulled onto the grass alongside the road between the brick lines that marked the boundary of your spot.

Your usual spot was close to the middle of the grounds, directly across from the communal kitchen building, and just a thirty second walk from the main toilet and shower block. There were other, smaller toilet blocks scattered around the grounds, but this was the only one that featured showers and laundry. The kitchen building was also just a nice place to hang out, having a semi covered outdoor area framed by benches, one of the only places other than your own rented spot where you were allowed to drink alcohol, so it was a great place to meet other campers. At first glance, anyone would think a lone woman coming to a campground on the off season was here for peace and quiet. On the contrary, you found during the busy season there were usually far too many large families and happy couples. The off season was for singles, and you were here for one thing and one thing only: sex with strangers.

It wasn't something you'd ever admit to those who knew you, they all made the reasonable assumption that you were here to spend time alone, always turning down offers from friends to join you. At first, that had been the case. A spontaneous camping trip in the middle of the year to cool down after a particularly stressful project at work finally wrapped up. But you'd quickly come to learn that other single men your age were doing the same thing, and you found yourself loving the thrill of a romp with a stranger. The campsite being so empty also made for additional excitement, after many years here you'd had sex in or on most of the campground's amenities. The kitchen, the pool, the showers, on top of a laundry machine. It was an excitement you struggled to find in the big city you came from, without wasting money on a hotel room there was no good way to have sex with a stranger without being caught and without them knowing where you lived and getting attached, because like hell were you going to a strange man's house on your own.

You quickly set about working on your tent, pulling item after item from the back of your car and setting up with well practised speed. Soon you were closing the car boot and admiring your work. A decently sized, two chambered tent - the first chamber holding your cooler and a small fold down table for prepping a quick snack at night. The kitchens had multiple large fridges available for use, but you liked to keep your beer and soda in an ice bath in your tent for easy access. Every morning and evening you would go to the small camp store and buy a bag of ice, but for now the cooler was empty. The second chamber was larger and held most of your belongings, as well as a queen sized, double layered, inflatable mattress, already set with comfortable bedding. You even had a small fold down side table and camping lamp, which had a handle for late night toilet visits, and you'd run an extension cable from the site provided power you'd paid extra for, to your side table, so you could charge your phone and laptop from the bed. There was no internet here, and barely any phone signal, but you'd downloaded plenty of movies, tv shows and e-books before leaving home, as well as bringing a handful of actual novels, a switch console and drawing supplies. You weren't a fantastic artist by any stretch of the imagination, but it was a hobby you enjoyed and liked to practise anyway.

Outside your tent you'd also set up a small gazebo, after your first few years you'd gotten sick of being trapped inside the tent whenever it rained, and it also provided shelter for a large trestle table and tabletop barbecue so you could grill regardless of the rain. There were also a few collapsible chairs under the gazebo, a larger reclining one where you spent most of your time, and a smaller more basic one in case you had a guest. Aka another camper you intended to, or hand already fucked.

Satisfied with your setup, you took a quick break to check your phone and let your friends know you'd made it safe and sound, before climbing back in your car and heading to the grocery store in the small nearby town. The town was about a twenty minute drive away, a small oceanside tourist town that was mostly a pass through for those heading to a nearby famous beach, or to board boats or small privately run helicopters for whale and dolphin watching. You'd never bothered with the tourist traps, but you had once or twice hit the beach when you'd come during the on season with friends.

Thriving on local tourism, the town was humble compared to the city you'd come from, but large enough to have two supermarkets and a decent size home goods store, as well as a long stretch of boutiques and cafes. You head to your favourite supermarket, pulling into the half full car park and heading inside. You pulled up your list on your phone as you approached the doors, grabbing a trolley and setting about your shopping. Food for several days, beer, condoms, all very important. A novel that caught your eye, some trashy magazines, snacks for late night movies. A comically large cucumber caught your eye, and you snapped a pic to send to your friends with the caption ‘finally found a boyfriend 🥒💦’

Everything on your list gathered, you headed for the checkouts. A big, noisy, red ute pulled into the carpark as you started loading your groceries into the reusable totes you kept in the back of your car. It parked nearby and four fucking massive men jumped out, shoving each other and laughing boisterously. Definitely not locals by the looks of it, the back of the ute loaded up with what looked like camping equipment, tied down with straps and a piece of blue tarpaulin that didn't cover everything. You wondered if they'd be staying at the same grounds as you, it was the most well known in the area given its pool that was free use for the campers and the nearby hiking trail that offered incredible views of the entire area all the way out to the ocean. You licked your lips at their beefy builds, a girl could certainly dream, any of them would make a fine target for your sexual escapades.

The red haired one among them wolf whistled as he passed by, as you bent over the boot of your car to reach an extra tote that had fallen under a seat. You turned back to him, a hand on your hip, and winked playfully. He blushed, clearly not having expected that reaction, and his friends whooped and smacked him playfully. The group followed behind the redhead who was fleeing as fast as he could, and you continued packing away your groceries and returned your trolley before heading back to camp.

When you got back you unpacked everything, putting your chillables in the provided fridges, your name written in clear black marker over each package, and filled your cooler with the bag of ice you'd grabbed from the camp store on your way in before putting your beer and soda in to chill. The food that didn't need refrigeration was stored in your tent in a small latchable plastic box to keep any rodents away. All done with your chores, you ate a quick lunch of some pre-made food you'd grabbed at the supermarket, and decided to hit up the pool.

You made your way back up the gravel path from the pool, slide on sandals on your feet and a towel wrapped around your body. You were still in your bikini, your wet hair sending droplets of fresh water from the rinsing shower down your body. You watched a bird native to the area fly overhead before the sound of boisterous laughter caught your attention. Usually, at this time of the year, campsite guests would pick locations far away from each other, most people came here this time of the year to be alone. The grounds were arranged in blocks, each block holding ten or twelve sites, split with half to one road and half to another. There were a good amount of blocks, the grounds could probably accommodate a good couple hundred people at its peak, though right now you could only see three other tents far from yours.

You could hear the group before you spotted their red ute, the same one from the grocery store, obscured by your own setup until you got closer. They'd rented what looked like multiple sites right next to yours. Usually, you would be annoyed, but being that they were all so delicious you were delighted. This was going to be a successful holiday indeed.

The group was made up of four large men. There was the redhead who had whistled at you, he looked to be the youngest of the group, as wide as he was tall with a thick scar that ran down his face, giving him a natural bad boy appearance. He was soft looking, but in a strong, could definitely throw you over his shoulder sort of way, like a boxer. You noticed now that he was missing his left arm, it must have been facing away from you at the store. He wore eyeliner, which you noticed now they all did, along with a vibrant red lipstick that matched his hair. He looked very punk in dark ripped jeans and a leather vest he wore open, showing the scar that ran over his torso, along with a big fuck-off belt buckle and multiple silver chains hanging from his belt. The nails on his one hand were painted a darker red, and he had a black fabric headband holding back his wild hair.

Next was the shortest of the group, though certainly not short by normal standards. Dressed in a simple blue t-shirt and jeans, his impressive blond hair went all the way to his hips. His sharp featured face was partially obscured by messy straight bangs and a fluffy goatee, his lips painted purple as he flashed a bright toothy smile at the redhead.

The other two both dressed in a punk aesthetic much like the redhead, two slightly older men with impressive heights, one of them towering above all four of them. The shorter man had pale blue hair set in dreads, his face covered in unusual scars and thorn like tattoos wrapping around his neck and down his arms. The taller hid his hair under a black hoodie, but you could see pointed sideburns peeking out under them. He looked deliciously muscular under the tight netting shirt he wore.

The four of them were going about their setup, four separate single chamber tents laid out on the ground to sort their positions while the blond and tall one carried an excessive amount of grocery bags to the shared kitchen. It was just as well there was hardly anyone at the camp, they'd need a whole fridge on their own with that much food. Deciding to make your intentions clear as soon as possible, you laid a towel over your reclining chair and grabbed a beer, relaxing in your bikini that showed off your fit body. The redhead was quick to notice, and you tilted your sunglasses to wink at him. He realised why he recognized you and you heard him swear and scurry away. Cute.

You watched their entire setup process hungrily, watching their muscles flex as they unloaded the ute and set things in place. The redhead was no help with the tents, so he worked on setting up smaller things like their large barbecue and chairs while the other three got the tents erected. You couldn't help but notice that they hadn't brought a gazebo, they must be newbies. Hopefully the weather would be fine for however long they were staying, you hoped for more than one day, and given the amount of food they had you would guess at least three.

All of them eventually took notice of you, catching sly glances where they could. The blond one seemed the most confident, openly flexing and showing off, flashing you wide grins that you eagerly returned. Oh you would definitely be climbing that tree. The redhead continued to act shy, doing things that were clearly to show of his strength but refusing to meet your eye. The bluenette gave you kind looking smiles, and the tall one looked at you with suspicion, which you always responded to by changing which leg was crossed over the other, giving him a full view of your barely clothed centre. It didn't seem to phase him though, curious.

Your phone pinged at some point and you checked it, starting a conversation with your bestie about your current view. She was the only person who knew the real reason you took these holidays. You snapped a quick, sneaky pic of the four men as they set up.

You: [one attachment] You: finally found a boyfriend 🥒💦 Bestie: LMAO finally a man that can satisfy You: might have found a few more of those Bestie: yeah? Good huntin? 👀 You: new neighbours You: [one attachment] Bestie: fuck me Bestie: or rather, fuck you, hopefully You: the blond one is giving me eyes for sure Bestie: yeah? You layin down that charm girlie You: lets just say i just got back from the pool, and im enjoying a nice beer on my recliner 👙 Bestie: yes queen! Give them a good look at that meal, they're gonna be eatin you up in no time! You: fingers crossed 🤞 you know im in dire need of a good fuck, heres hoping they're not all just a gay polycule, that'd be just my luck Bestie: well it sounds like at least the blond is dtf You: hes got a cute ass smile, cant wait to ride it 🤠 Bestie: girl you are nasty! 😂 Go get that dick queen 🍆 ttyl, ily! You: luv u!

You put down your phone and finished your beer, deciding you'd laid around for long enough and it was probably time to get started on dinner. It was already late in the day, if you were going to attract any of the boys it likely wouldn't be today, you needed the novelty of camping to wear off for them before they came sniffing around for more excitement. Not to mention you were tired from driving all morning and setting up. You pulled a few things from the kitchen, carrying them back on one of your plastic camping plates, and grilled yourself a steak while you scooped a few premade deli salads onto your plate. You enjoyed your meal while reading your new book, noting the smell of meat in the air and the sounds of sizzling and beer cans opening nearby as your neighbours settled in for their own dinner.

When it got too dark to read you took your dishes to the kitchen to wash them, grabbed your toiletries from your tent, and took a quick shower. The weather was warm enough to make the short walk in your nightie, so you strutted back to your tent with your legs and cleavage on proud display, your nipples pert under the satin night dress which was trimmed with thick lace, hanging from your shoulders by delicate spaghetti straps. You'd never have walked around in public like this if you had neighbours you weren't trying to fuck, but you were more than happy for the boys to look at you, and look they did. You gave them a short wave before you entered your tent, grabbing a new beer and your laptop and settling in to watch a movie.

[NEXT PART]

#one piece fanfiction #one piece smut #killer one piece #killer x reader #massacre soldier killer #heat one piece #heat x reader #kid pirates #eustass kid #kid one piece #kid x reader #eustass kid x reader #kid pirates x reader #wire one piece #wire x reader

[storiesagehumileation]

The future is very bleak for mankind. For those who are deemed smart enough to work for AI, they will be able to live a normal life and enjoy serving our new overlords.

However, for those who are not very smart, they will be deemed to be no more than smelly babies. The AI have decided that these women need to leave their adult lives behind and return to babyhood.

It all began one night when the AI sent a message to all robots. All women who are not very smart will be rounded up and taken out of their houses naked. They will be marched down the streets in front of everyone they know and then placed into a nappy and baby dress.

All women must be brought to the AI stadium where they will be paraded around, utterly humiliated.

The women will then go and live their new lives. All women should be taken to a shared house. The kitchen will have high chairs, the bedrooms will have cribs, the bathroom will have a changing table, and of course a playroom filled with baby toys.

The house will have a live broadcast so anyone wanting to watch these ladies having their nappy changed will just have to turn on their TVs.

Every day the ladies will be allowed out for three hours. They will hold their robot's hand and be walked around publicly. The AI has been trained well, so if a woman has an accident, she will be changed in the streets. The AI keeps forgetting extra dresses, so if the ladies have a blowout, then they will have to walk back in just a nappy.

For the women who disobey their new masters and try to escape, they will be taken out in their baby dress and nappy, bent over in the middle of the street, and spanked.

They will be spanked for one hour in a nappy and baby dress, and then one hour stark naked. The women will have to say sorry on a live webcam afterwards and then have their mouth washed out with soap.

The men who refuse to spank the women will be undressed in the streets and face the same humiliation as the women.

Humiliated the men will then have there nappies changed on live tv before being sent a women's changing room to spend a life time sentence sat in a childish playpen and having public nappy changes.

If you had any special events coming up such as birthdays or graduations then you were allowed attend. but you would be attending as a baby.

for those women attending graduation they had to attend as a flower girl and throw flowers for all there friends as they entered the stage. by the end the graduates had to hold there noses when they walked past these women. pew yew

As time went on, the humiliation became less and less and the women grew into their new role. Nappy changes no longer involved the sound of mortified screaming. It was now done to the sound of these women singing nursery rhymes.

High chair feedings and bath times were no longer all about the desperate attempt to escape as food was forced into their mouths. It was now done to the sounds of clapping and playful singing.

As the ladies went out for their daily walk, the robots would have to physically lift them up and carry the ladies out as they pleaded and begged for mercy. Now the ladies would be waiting at the door ready to go.

As they were laid down to sleep, the ladies used to cry themselves to sleep. Now they smile as their bottoms are rubbed and they go night-night.

As AI gets better, their rules get stricter, which means the bar has been raised. For those ladies who just missed the cut and had to watch their friends and sisters face this mortifying hell, it is now their turn.

The screams of disgrace and humiliation once again filled the night air. Women running desperately trying to escape. Caught, they were marched out naked and humiliated in front of all their friends and families.

Once caught, they were paraded in the air for all to see.

#embarrasment #discipline #humilliation #humiliation captions #diaper domination #stories #stories in english #stripped #nappy lover #humiliated sissy

[carpetbug]

La Llorona (3.2k)

read below or on ao3 • [tw: attempted drowning]

“It was true that he didn’t remember when he learned to swim, but he did remember his mother teaching him. That was a big part of why he was quickly getting tired of the topic matter at hand.”

“I don’t really remember when I learned how to swim,” Adrien shrugged, chin resting on his right hand as he passed the few remaining minutes of class conversing with his friends. Alya’s face turned down into a playful frown at his response, clearly unsatisfied with such a weak answer. Marinette watched the conversation in amusement while mindlessly chewing on a pencil—one already covered in teeth marks. They had all already told their own stories: Nino had been a natural swimmer, Marinette had to take a few years of swimming lessons, and Alya had told some kind of story about almost drowning at a water park with her older sister. Adrien hadn’t been able to follow that one very well.

“You can’t even remember bits and pieces?” she prompted. He felt like he was in some weird interview.

“Maybe you were just born knowing how to do everything, huh?” Nino teased from beside him before poking him with an elbow. He had started the conversation in the first place by mentioning how his little brother Chris had just started swimming lessons. Apparently, Chris was not enjoying them.

Adrien shrugged again, not entirely wanting to try and muster up bygone memories. “Oh, I don’t know, I must have learned at the hotel's pool with Chloe,” he awkwardly explained, trying to string together a story his friends would believe. When he really tried to remember, all he could see was fragmented pictures of his maman in her swimsuit, arms outstretched in a shallow pool that lapped around her waist. He could smell, slightly taste, the chlorine. It was true that he didn’t remember when he learned to swim, but he did remember his mother teaching him. That was a big part of why he was quickly getting tired of the topic matter at hand.

“Ugh, understood. If I had grown up being best friends with that girl I would also try to forget it,” Nino joked, making Alya and Marinette laugh. Adrien copied the sound—he had given up trying to justify Chloe’s place in his life, and even he wasn’t entirely sure she belonged there anymore—but the laugh he let out wasn’t nearly convincing enough.

Three pairs of eyes were immediately on him, stunning him into silence. It was like he had failed some invisible test.

The quiet held for a second too long before they started blurting apologies.

“Shit, dude, I’m sorry! I shouldn’t have said that, I know Chloe’s your friend and—”

“Yeah we didn’t mean to laugh, Adrien, we weren’t thinking.”

Marinette opened her mouth to begin her explanation when Adrien anxiously shut them down. “Guys, guys, it’s okay! I know you guys don’t like Chloe, but I also know you guys respect our friendship. It’s fine, really,” he assured them, squeezing Ninos shoulder comfortingly as he talked. “Anyways—,” he was desperate to get the attention off him “Why is Chris hating swim lessons?”

Nino laughed and began flapping his hands excitedly in the air, the previous tension quickly forgotten. “You’re never going to believe this, he’s scared of ‘La Llorona’.”

“‘The crying woman’? Isn’t she some kind of, like, Mexican folklore story to scare little kids?” Alya questioned, leaning towards her boyfriend enthusiastically.

“That’s exactly what I said! I was like ‘Chris, bro, we live in Paris. She’s all the way in Mexico, busy doing ghost things, no way she’s going to get you.’ But he’s convinced she’s out to find him! I don’t even know where he learned about it,” Nino recounted, laughing as he went. Maybe it was kinda childish to be scared of a ghost in a distant country; but in Chris’s defense, Adrien also felt uneasy about ghosts.

The idea of being haunted made his skin crawl.

“I’ve never heard of her. What’s the folklore?” he asked curiously, interest piqued.

“It’s actually kind of a gruesome story,” Marinette spoke up, but quickly looked like she regretted it as eyes turned to her. She looked down at her hands and fidgeted with the chewed pencil as she continued. “There’s a lot of different versions, but the most common one is a woman fell in love with a wealthy man, had his children, caught him cheating, and drowned their kids out of rage. Then she regretted it and drowned herself out of guilt, leaving her weeping ghost to haunt rivers and streams, crying out for her children. It’s usually used to keep kids away from bodies of water, especially at night. Supposedly if you hear her sobs, she’ll find you, then drown you when she realizes you aren’t her child.” Marinette shivered with the final sentence, clearly recalling something. She combed her fingers through a pigtail and let out a tense giggle. “My grandma goes on trips all over the world. She went to Mexico when I was in kindergarten, then decided to tell me that story when she got back. I was scared of the seine for months, so I can’t really blame Chris.”

“Your parents must have been mad.” Alya smirked.

“My mom definitely was! She was convinced I would never get over it, and I’d have a fear of water all my life. I forgot about it when summer came around and I got to go to the pool.” The girls were talking now, carried away with their own conversation.

Adrien didn’t mind. He was busy mulling over the new story.

“—rien? Adrien!” Nino shook him hard, eyeing him up and down like his friend had done something suspicious. It felt almost invasive, and made Adrien squirm in his seat. “Dude, you’re out of it. What are you thinking about?”

He stopped, and thought for a moment. Then the words got the better of him and before he could stop it the question spilled out. “Do you think she loved them?” Adrien asked, eyes locked with Nino’s.

“Who? The—La Llorona? I mean, I guess she loved her kids. All parents do, right?”

“No, I mean—I mean do you think she did it because she loved them?”

Adrien’s attention turned to the phone in his hand, a notification lighting up his lockscreen. It usually rotated through different pictures he had picked out, but right now it was settled on one of him and his mother. “Do you think she drowned them because she loved them, maybe just too much?”

Before Nino could respond, the bell rang out. Class was over, Adrien needed to go home, and Nino had to take Chris to his swim lesson.

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Maman looked so pretty in the pool. The way her hair shined in the sun, and the corners of her mouth wrinkled when she smiled. The clear, bright blue water that stopped at her knees. The thin silver band on her left ring finger reflected the sun brightly, as did the silver feather earrings dangling from her ears. She always wore jewelry. Her green eyes reminded him of the grass that grew beside water in the books she’d read him. It made him happy to have the same green eyes.

Adrien was four years old, right at the age where he was blathering out any words he could, and consciously exploring all the different sensations that came with being alive. But today he had a swimming lesson, which meant listening to his mother.

Emilie stood, merely a foot away on the second step, cooing and trying to coax her living ball of sunshine to dip a foot in the pool. “Adrien, darling, I promise the pool won’t hurt you,” she assured, leaning over and slipping a few fingers into his palm to grasp. He did so tightly, then slowly stepped down onto the first step into the pool. It was cool, almost ticklish, against his skin and thankfully only rose to his shins at this height.

“See!” she smiled, almost purring the words. She pulled her fingers from his grasp, lowered to the bottom step, and splashed the summer water towards her little student. He giggled and shielded his face, though the splash only reached his stomach. “Next step, now.”

Adrien’s laugh caught in his throat. The next step was deep, too deep, but… she was standing right there, lip-glossed smile beaming at him.

She wouldn’t make him go too deep. Maman was safe.

He stepped forward cautiously, missing the tight grip he had on her hand just before, and slowly found his footing. The water now pooled just above his hips, the sloshing waves from their movement gently pulling him this way and that. His arms hovered above the water's surface at his sides, refusing to fall victim to the pool just yet.

“You’re a natural, little minnow!” Emilie cheered, then sucked in her cheeks and pursed her lips to make a kissy face, trying to imitate a fish. Only she looked more like she had bitten into a much too sour lemon, which made Adrien laugh again, even harder this time. His arms dropped slightly and an elbow dipped into the water, making him squeal suddenly.

“It’s cold, Maman!” he whimpered, wanting to retreat back to the shaded table where their towels and pool supplies resided while they swam. Adrien’s gaze was locked over his shoulder on the dry, warm spot a few feet away when Emilie snapped her fingers to get his attention again.

It worked immediately.

“Darling, it’s the perfect temperature. Don’t let the water scare you,” she comforted him, reaching out again to offer a hand to hold. Adrien’s smaller hand took it urgently. “Last step.”

If the previous step had come anywhere close to scary, the last step was utterly daunting. Plunging one foot further into the depths of the water, the surface rose up to his chin. When he tried to lift his other foot it felt rooted to the concrete stair that held him above the water, and he couldn’t find the strength to rip off the bandaid. Thankfully, Emilie had strength to spare for her minnow, and using her free hand she hooked two fingers around his ankle, then sternly pulled it to the final step.

“Ah-ah-ah,” she cooed in her sing-songy voice, hands receding from the young boys’ space again before pushing at the bottom of his chin. His mouth opened to protest but she tilted his head back, letting his golden hair fall and soak up the chlorine-rich water..

Now the water lapped at the edges of his face as he stood, tiptoed, and tilted back. He looked up towards the sky, closing his eyes to block out the harsh sun, and urgently trying not to panic over the water sloshing in his ears. His arms floated in the water at his sides, and he was too aware of the open space where nothing could be grabbed onto. Adrien could hardly hear Emilie, if she was singing her praises at all, but if it was because of his submerged ears or his racing heart he couldn’t tell. After a few seconds—a few too many for small Adrien—she plucked him from the step and placed him on her hip, giving him a moment to rub the water from his hair and ears.

“Wonderful, mon bébé!” She was laughing as she whirled him through the pool, hands tucked under his armpits as they spun in excited circles. “Was that so bad?”

Adrien waited until they stilled to respond. “My ears went under the water,” he muttered, trying to balance in her grasp and holding onto her shoulders. “My eyes were closed, too. I was scared.”

Emilie pouted, maybe trying to give him a sympathetic frown, but it only made him feel smaller. It was the kind of look that a passersby gave a baby throwing a tantrum. “You’re okay,” she assured gently, holding him against her chest and lifting a hand from the water to push a wet strand of golden hair from his forehead. He leaned into the touch of her palm. “When you’re with Maman or Père, you’re always okay.” Their eyes locked and Emilie’s smile dropped. Her left thumb slowly grazed over her ring when she continued. “You know that, right, little minnow?”

The words spilled out before he even knew what he was going to say. “Yes, Maman.”

Yes, he was okay so long as Maman and Papa were there. Mother and Father would always keep him safe.

“Wonderful, darling. Now, let’s try doggy paddling.”

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It had been a grueling hour in the pool, consisting mainly of Adrien clinging either to his mother’s shoulders or the wall of the pool. The doggy paddling had been too scary, treading water was too exhausting, and floating on his back was too overwhelming.

Worst of all, Emilie was starting to get angry. She had even screamed at him when he tried clambering out of the pool.

Adrien hated making Maman angry. Her eyebrows would twitch when she furrowed them together, and she often brought a hand up to pinch the bridge of her nose in frustration. It made him feel stupid, and wrong, like he had broken some rule. Sometimes—though Adrien wouldn’t admit it for many years to come—it made him angry too. Angry enough to want to rip piano keys out of their places. Angry enough to want to destroy things with a single touch.

Angry enough to try and climb out of the pool during a swimming lesson. Which was, of course, unacceptable.

“Honestly, Adrien, you’re behaving like a brat! Are you stupid?” She snapped, top lip pulled back in a snarl, letting her canines shine in the sun. Adrien could feel them closing in on him. Even at her worst, he only wanted her to hold him close. It never really mattered if he was alive or dead when she did it—he just wished she wouldn’t yell.

“I’m scared, M-Maman!” He hiccuped, clinging desperately to the roughly textured wall. It stung the pruning skin of his fingers, threatening to cut his raw fingertips. Adrien didn't notice over his own sobs and wracked breathing.

“Stop crying already!” Emilie lunged forward to rip her son from the wall, ignoring his wails of refusal. He urgently grabbed for the wall as she carried him towards the middle of the water, muttering under her breath. The only things Adrien could pick up was ‘useless fucking kid’ and ‘made you to be better than this’.

The words didn’t fully register in his panic-stricken brain. The only thing he knew for certain was real in that moment was the steady stream of warm tears pouring from his eyes. Until Maman reached out, palm cupping his tear stained cheek, and gently wiped at the droplets clinging to his eyelashes. Adrien’s eyes opened and took her in, eyes half-lidded and eyebrows pressed together. She was as comforting as she was terrifying, which was an intense combination of emotions for four year old Adrien.

“Don’t make me repeat myself again. There’s nothing to be scared of,” she said intensely.

It made the tears stop and hiccups pause—it even took some of his breath away. Adrien’s mother was like a being of pure emotion, raw and untethered, changing at the snap of her fingers. Emilie could play people like a violin, and this was her philosophy when it came to maternal matters.

“Nothing to be scared of,” he whispered in repetition, eyes still glued to hers. His muscles relaxed, and he softened into his mothers hold. Truthfully, Adrien always thought it was much more comfortable once he stopped fighting.

Emilie smiled and nodded, then turned to look at the empty pool around them. Her hair was still radiant in the sun, but now the ends had gotten soggy and knotted as they dipped in and out of the water.

“M-Maman, can we stop now?” Adrien asked softly, unable to stop the trembling pout his lips formed. “Please?”

She blinked. Swallowed, then clicked her tongue against her teeth. It was a nauseating sound. “Only if you can swim, little minnow.” His body froze when her eyes targeted back onto him, his stomach turning when he saw her gaping smile. “Show me how you swim.”

In the blink of an eye, Adrien was forced under the surface, water overtaking his mouth and nose before he even thought to close or cover them. It stung, like a wasp had crawled through his throat and made a nest in his lungs, infesting him from the inside out. He gasped for air, desperate to cool the burning taking hold of his chest, but only inhaled water.

He was screaming, crying, violently thrashing in the water as he tried to breach the surface. The sounds only left his mouth in muted air bubbles, floating past his vision to the surface his body screamed for. But it was useless against the tightly gripped hand around his throat.

Maybe Maman just couldn’t hear him when he was so deep under the water. Maman wouldn’t mean to hurt him.

The water churned against his limbs, thwarting his efforts to kick and paddle back to air. He was quickly losing hope that there was any kind of escape. This is what baby birds who fall from their nest too early must feel like. Weak, defenseless, kicking and screaming and fighting to stay alive in a terrain that only wants them dead.

At least those birds can breathe.

Adrien stopped fighting when fatigue overtook him. His legs went limp and arms crossed his torso, enveloping himself in a tight hug under the water. There was some comfort to be found in that, even in the worst situations. He let the water envelop him, too tired to continue. His muscles eased, repeating the lesson he’d learned just before. Pain and terror are so much more comfortable once you stop trying to fight them.

His eyes closed. His body stopped screaming.

Then it was over.

Fresh air swarmed his lungs, bringing up the chlorinated water he’d swallowed. It tasted like stomach acid and summer.

“My poor little minnow,” Emilie murmured as she sat him on the wall of the pool. He coughed and gagged as she slowly rubbed his back, occasionally raising her hand to pet his soaked, ruffled hair. Her voice—usually spilling over with emotion—was monotone and brief, like she was stating a fact. There was no comfort in her words, only recognition that he was suffering. No apology, no explanation. No loving coos and empty promises of safety. Only a mother and her son.

“I-I couldn’t breathe, why Ma—” he sputtered, coughing and stumbling over the words.

She cut him short.“I already said, Adrien. No more squalling.”

He was quiet. His lungs still ached and his throat felt like it was burning, but his lips remained sealed. Any screams or cries were trapped out of his reach.

“You’re okay, aren’t you? No blood, no bruises. Good as new.” She beamed at him. “Nothing bad happened, darling. Let’s get you toweled off and head inside for lunch. You can learn to swim tomorrow.”

Emilie swam through the pool, leaving Adrien sitting on the edge. He watched her silently as she ascended the steps out of the water and made her way to him, then plucked him from the ground like a feather. He usually loved when Maman would carry him around on her hip. This time he felt like a prisoner of sorts, anchored to her side while his own emotions, thoughts, and wants were cast aside to cater to his warden.

“Yes, Maman.”

#carpetbug writes #miraculous #miraculous ladybug #ml #adrien #adrien agreste #emilie agreste #emilie #la llorona fic #one shot #ml fic #spits this at you and runs away like a scared lizard #sharing my writing makes me so much more anxious than my art for some reason lmao #anyways. hope yall enjoy

[whentherewerebicycles]

i just signed a LEASE!!!!! for a townhouse that has TWO WHOLE STORIES!!!!! i am gonna have STAIRS inside my HOME!!!!!! i just revisited my list of Most Important Criteria and i got all of these things:

proximity to parks, good neighborhood walks, natural beauty!!

within 20 min of my siblings (i had to compromise a bit on this one: 10-15 min to my brother, 20-25 min to my sister)

apartment in nice condition (clean, quiet, nice layout - it’s not super updated but well taken care of and has updated bathrooms)

lots of natural light (large east AND west facing windows PLUS SKYLIGHTS!!!!! i did not get the Wall of Windows of my dreams but it’s pretty close to that)

within my price range (it was $200 cheaper than my upper limit and he’s not charging ANY PET RENT what the hell i feel like i’m getting away with something)

free reserved parking + lots of street parking

plus dishwasher, IN-UNIT LAUNDRY, hardwood floors downstairs, an oversized deck, a grocery store 2 min away, indian AND thai restaurants right down the street, overhead lights, giant bedrooms)

HUGE VICTORY!!!!!!

#cannot describe how Defeated I felt the first eight hours yesterday aha #just went to see this place out of desperation #but it’s so nice 😭😭😭

[becca-e-barnes]

Hiii I have nothing to do at work so of course I have to day dream about different dark!Bucky scenarios (I do not condone cheating but this is really hot to me aaaa)😩 like imagine your husband and Bucky have always had an ongoing rivalry, They worked together, went to college together, hated every ounce of each other. One night you’re at the bar with your friends when Bucky comes over to you and buys you drink after drink after drink, taking you back to his house. He’s throwing you on his bed and ripping your clothes off, kissing you hungrily. “Get ready baby, this is gonna be much tougher than you’re used to.” “Please.” “Yeah? Is he not satisfying you baby? This pretty pussy deserves to be treated right, luckily I’m here now.” He’s so rough with you, fucking you harshly, the dirty talking is driving you crazy. He’s so cocky and cruel, bending you in several different positions and pounding into you for hours. If only you had seen the camera… (part 2??? Bucky making your husband watch the video 😭) -💒

This, a thousand times over 😵‍💫 and I can just imagine throwing all the stuff at him that you wouldn't dream of doing with your husband. Maybe your husband really doesn't let you explore your fantasies and if you've got one chance to do that, you're determined to take it.

Especially if Bucky is quite a bit rougher than you're used to while still being so respectful. He got the impression that you're not being fucked how you want to be and he wants to give you everything you dream of when you touch yourself. He's not necessarily rough with you because he wants to be. He's rough because that's what you want.

If he's feeling extra filthy too, he'd fuck you in the bed you share with your husband. You're on your hands and knees on the bed, presenting your glistening pussy to him, enjoying the sensation of him smearing your arousal over the tip of his cock.

"Fuck, do you know how bad I want this?" He hums quietly, trailing his leaking tip over your slick folds. "Do you know how badly I want to press inside you? You've made such a mess. Bet you feel like fuckin' Heaven and he doesn't even appreciate it."

With his free hand, Bucky grabs a handful of your ass, squeezing just enough that you feel it hurt.

"Don't want to rush this though." His tip lines up with your entrance, teasing the little fluttering hole and God, you're desperate. "I want to take my time. Want to make sure every time your head hits this pillow, you remember how it feels to have every. Last. Inch of me slip inside you."

You can't have him wait any longer though so you press your hips back onto him, feeling just the tip slide into you. "Good girl, that's it. Fuck yourself on me. You need this, don't you? You need to be fucked right for a change."

He's not wrong. You couldn't stop now, even if you wanted to so you keep going, taking all of him. The weight of him inside you is delightful.

"Oh God, you're perfect. You feel like you were made for me." He doesn't dare move. Instead, he takes a second to just enjoy the wet heat of your body and the snug fit of you around his cock.

"You are. A fucking. Dream." He tests the water with a few shallow thrusts, rutting his tip against the sweet spot inside you. You're so wet, you're convinced you must be dripping onto the sheets and your eyes roll back in your head at the very thought.

This is how sex is supposed to feel. You didn't think you could crave anyone the way you do now. "Buck, please." You whimper, rolling your hips back against him, pressing him as deep inside you as possible. "Don't be gentle."

You hear him groan and feel his fingertips trail down your spine, making you arch your back into the bed. "Is that what you need, sweetheart? Can tell just by looking at you that you need it hard and fast and rough tonight. I'll be gentle with you tomorrow morning, I promise. Gotta work some of that tension out of you first. Bet you haven't cum in months."

You don't like that he can tell so easily but you're not surprised either. The first sharp thrust knocks the air from your lungs but all you hear is a pathetic sob, followed by the crack of a hard spank to your ass and the blossoming, stinging pain he's inflicted.

You're not surprised that it only makes you wetter.

#asks answered <3 #💒 anon #becca writes spice #bucky barnes x reader smut #bucky barnes smut #I've got no words for what I've just written #I think I made myself dizzy #I want to give this like nine more parts eughhhhhh #and I think I'll definitely give it at least one more #tw: cheating #there's nothing I love more than finding someone you just click with #I usually stick with the same hairdresser #but my hair was sitting weird and I was desperate to get it cut so I went to a different stylist at the same place I usually go to #and we just vibed #she's the coolest #within half an hour we were planning how she's gonna tell the new man she's seeing that she's starting her first round of IVF #We talked the entire 3 hours I was there #and she said she hopes her daughter turns out like me 🥺🥺 #like no girl I swear you don't #but that's the sweetest thing anyone's ever said