#my leg wont stop bouncing

[audhooman]

I HAVE HAD THE CAFFEINE

EVERYONE RUN FOR YOUR LIVES

IM GONNA BOUNCE OFF THE WALLS

ANE THEN EXPLODE

WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

#IM GONNA BITE #IDK WHAT #BUT IM GONNA #AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA #MWAHAHAHAHAHA #RAGHHH #BITE BITE BITE #MY LEG WONT STOP BOUNCING #IF I DONT MOVE FOR LONG #I GET A HEADACHE

[dante-mightdie]

part 4. of toxic simon

a/n: got a few ideas from my requests on what to add for this part so thank you very much, ash loves you <3

cw: kidnapping, weapons, murder, angst, comfort, themes of smut

It had been a few weeks since simon had walked in on you and alex. since that night, there had been a dramatic shift in the price home. the once broody lieutenant was now just the pure embodiment of rage and misery.

he barely left the guest room for the whole of his leave. and when he did, he was causing problems. never in front of your father, however. he's not stupid. but he constantly felt the need to size up alex in front of you. looming over him with that fucking mask on, flexing his muscles.

alex never indulges in simon's desperate attempts to pull a viscous reaction from him. to make you see that your new man isn't that much nicer than him, darl'. so you might as well come back to what you know.

no, instead alex leads you out of the room. not without a soft mumble of 'let's go sugar. you don't need to be hearing this.' simon wonders if you've told alex about him. about how he smashed your heart into a million little pieces.

he's gotten low a couple of nights. resorting to snapping mirror picks in his tight black briefs after his shower. you there were no identifiers that it was ghost. no, only you knew it was simon.

he's a bastard. he knows he wont get a response from you. he will, however, get to listen to the hushed bickering coming from you and alex that night when he sees the photo.

alex got called away on duty after a big fight between the two of you. It was clear that you hadn't made up by the time he left, either. simon can tell by the way you moped around. barely speaking to anyone in the home. simon tried to speak to you, hoping to score back some points whilst things were rocky between you and your man. you just brushed him off, sulking back off to your room.

later that night when simon was laying in bed, his phone buzzed with a text from you.

'simon' was all it read

simon rolled his eyes, feeling like a kicked puppy after you ignored him, he decided to ignore your message. puts his phone down and rolls over to go to sleep, ignoring the constant buzzing of his phone from behind him.

simon was sure he got a few good hours of sleep before being violently woken up to a strong hand shaking his shoulder.

"simon. simon, get up." he recognises your father's panicked voice calling out to him. he's groggy for a few moments before your father says two words that hit him like a bucket of ice water,

"she's gone."

simon feels and ice cold chill run down his spine at your father's words.

"my daughter she's fucking gone. someone took my fucking daughter."

simon had to stop price from tearing the whole house up, grabbing his shoulders and promising him that they will find you.

simon and price are on base the very next morning. along with alex, gaz, and soap. everyone is deadly silent, standing tall and ready as their captain briefs them on how they're going to get you back. Alex has a tick in his jaw and simon is sure he's going to snap if anything goes wrong

10 minutes before they ship out and simon is having a cigarette, trying to ease his nerves. he hadn't even checked his phone yet and it only just clicked in his brain that you text him last night. those messages were still unopened on his phone. with a weight on his chest, simon unlocks his phone and feels his heart sink when he sees those texts,

'simon? is that you?'

'simon seriously I can hear noises downstairs'

'are you outside my door?'

'simon, please. i'm scared.'

you were calling him for help.

simon has been fighting down bile for the past 45 minutes. the helicopter ride certainly not helping ease the horrendous amount amount of guilt he's feeling. neither is watching alex bounce his leg nervously, or price chain smoke cigar after cigar.

it's a long trek from the drop-point to the abandoned warehouse where they suspect you're being kept. simon trudging through the mud behind everyone else, praying that no one says a word to him.

"if my intel is good, she's in that building there." alex says, pointing down to the building.

"this is a weapons free op, boys. shoot to kill. do what you need to do to get my girl back home safe." price commands out in his gruff voice, but you can hear a slight edge to his tone. a streak of nervousness that simon has never seen in his captain.

It's a clean sweep once they breach the entrance, bodies dropping in quick succession. room after room being swept and an anxious feeling hanging on everyone's shoulders each time they don't find you.

simon makes his way to the basement floor, taking out the hitmen guarding the heavy metal doors at the end of the dark hallway. he pushes the door open slowly, gun raised and ready to take out an immediate threats.

there were no threats in the room, simon quickly realised, just you. poor, terrified you huddled up in the corner with chains attached to your wrists and ankles. shaking violently like a feral cat. the fear in your eyes causes simon to immediately lower his gun and raise his hands in a 'I-mean-no-harm' way.

he takes a couple hesitant steps towards you, careful not to frighten you even more.

"hey..." he whispers, "it's just-"

"she's here!"

simon was cut off by the sound of alex alerting everyone to your safety. he immediately rushes past simon, knealing in front of you. the second you recognise him, you're reaching for him as sobs start to make their way from your throat.

"It's alright, baby. I'm here, I got you. You're safe now." alex coos to you as he scoops you into his arms, leaving simon to stand behind him like a ghost.

the sight of you reaching for alex instead of him makes simon feel as through someone is prying his rib cage open with a crowbar. he felt truly left in the dust. but he can't blame you, no. this was his fault.

he lost.

#mw2 #ghost #cod mw2 #simon ghost riley #simon riley #ghost x reader #simon riley x reader #captain john price #john price #toxic!simon #alex keller x reader #alex keller

[str4wkinzi]

Just Neuvillette :33

feral mating press w girl dinner/thigh biting + neck marking + hip scratching and overstim pretty pretty please (from comic :3)

NSFW CONTENT MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!!

“Stop squirming.” He demands from between your legs. Leaving bite marks and hickeys along your inner thighs. He’s been teasing you all night. Your pathetic whines to try to convince him to stick his tongue in your cunt fall upon deaf ears.

“Youve got it all twisted, love” he says while kitten licking your clit. He grabs onto your thighs with his nails, digging them deep within your flesh. Your whines don’t affect him. Actually, it only makes him worse. When you whine like a little bitch he gets all hot and bothered. Makes him go feral.

Feral with lust, want, desire.. feral for you. Your body, your everything. He gets lost between your legs. Lost in thoughts about ravaging you to your core.

You wont be able to think correctly without his cock. You wont be able to function without his cock hitting your cervix over, and over, and over again. The thought of you being so dependent on his cock just to do the simplest of tasks really turns him on. Really turns him on.

He gets up, stoping his movements and edging you. He doesn’t give a fuck. He needs you now. He looks down upon your figure. Angrily whining and shaking because you were so close. He slaps your thigh harshly.

He spits at you to get on top of him.

“If you want to cum you earn it.” He spat, digging his nails into your hips, surely bruising them. You try to bounce on his cock, chasing after the release you’ve been deprived of all night. With his nails still digging into your hips you’re unable to go as fast as you both want.

“Too slow.” Is all he says before he starts pounding into you from below, dragging your hips to meet his thrusts.

You’re going crazy on his cock. Drooling with your eyes rolling to the back of your head make you look so beautiful. He starts to rub your clit, if you want to cum so bad, he’ll make you.

As your screams die down after endless abuse to your now overstimulated cunt you try to squirm away. Of course, he notices this and stops. He lays you down next to him. You think he’s finished, you’re wrong.

He swiftly pushes both your legs up, nearly to your ears, and pushes his cock into you for the umpteenth time tonight. He has you in a mating press. He isn’t done with you.

Thoughts of absolutely ruining you flood his mind once again. You going crazy on his cock fuels these delusions. He needs you to need his cock. Your whines of ‘too much!’ and ‘slow down!’ only make him go faster.

You’re crying on his cock, crying because it feels too good. He’s doing this to you. He needs you to know he’s the only man that can make you feel this good. He’ll etch it into your cunt if he has to. Make you’re sweet pussy only for him to use. To destroy.

He doesn’t cate if your cunt has to remember the shape of his cock. You’re his. Every part of you is his. You screaming underneath him is only a indication that you need him to make you feel the best. God, he loves you.

STR4WZ STICKY NOTE < HI GUYZ :3 THANK U ALL SO MUCH FOR ALL THE SUPPORT ON MY MAMMON POST! This took alot longer thn expected but ive been busy! ANYWAYS THE LEVIATHAN POST WILL BE DUE NEXT AND I WILL GET TO MY MOOTS REQUEST SOON LOVE U ALL 3

#str4wkinzi #str4wkinzi smut #dom character #sub reader #genshin impact smut #nuvillette #nuevillette #neuvillette #neuvillette x reader #neuvillette x you #neuvillette x y/n #neuvillette smut #neuvillette x gender neutral reader #neuvillette x female reader #character x you #genshin x you #genshin smut #genshin impact x you #genshin impact fanfics #genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin fic #genshin neuvillette #gi smut #gi fanfiction #gi neuvillette #gi x you #gi x reader #genshin impact fic #genshin imagines

[greazyfloz]

Hiii! Could you do 5, 12 and 13 smut with luke hughes. Maybe the guys are at the lake house or something like that

Smut: 5. "Shh baby, we have to be quiet", 12. "I'm so horny right now" "it's 3 in the morning, go to sleep" "please", & 13. "They wont hear anything" w/ Luke Hughes

They Definitely Heard Us

It was a random weekend in July and all three brothers were at the lake house. Luke had just gotten to the lake house but called you as soon as he got there to come too. He didn't care that his brothers were making fun of him for not being able to be away from you for too long.

When you arrived Jack was the first person to great you as you walked in the front door, "Y/n! Hey!" he says walking over with open arms to give you a hug.

"Hey Jacky" I say hugging him back then looking over to Quinn beside him as I pull away, "Hey Quinner"

"Hey Y/n" he says bringing me into a hug next, "How was the drive?" he asks me as we break apart

"Long and boring" I say, "I need a nap"

I go up the stairs to Luke's room and drop my stuff before making my way back down and into the kitchen. I take a seat on the stool at the kitchen island with Jack and Quinn, "So, where is Luke?" I ask them

"He went to the store to grab a few things" Quinn tells me

"Okay, well I am exhausted so I'm going to go to bed early" I say even though it is only 7pm.

"Alright, show we tell Luke not to wake you?" Jack asks

"He will anyway" I say making them both laugh before heading up to bed.

I was wrong. I found myself waking up at 3am with a sleeping Luke right beside me. I made my way out of the bed as quietly as I could and to the bathroom because I had to pee.

I went back to the room and laid back down beside Luke and tried to fall back asleep. Around 15 minutes later I felt a pair of arms wrap around me then a hand travel up my shirt until they reached my boobs. I let out a soft moan as Luke begins massaging my tits.

"You're awake?" Luke asks me

"Yeah, did I wake you?"

"No, the dream I just had about you did though" he said and I giggle as I turn my body to face him. His hand glides across my skin and now rests on my back as we face each other in the dark room."I'm so horny right now" he says making me giggle

"it's 3 in the morning, go to sleep"

"Please" Luke pleads

I throw my leg over top of him then cradle his hips as I lean down and begin to make out with him in the dark room. We make out and I feel him grow against my crotch harder and harder. I reach down and begin stroking his cock as we continue making out.

"Fuck babe, I missed you" he says not too loud, but loud for 3am

"Shh baby, we have to be quiet" I say before I travel kisses down his body down to his cock. I lick up his shaft and he throws his head back against his pillow. I lick one more time slowly from the base of his cock up to his tip making him shiver before I wrap my lips around his tip.

I suck on the tip of his cock as he lets out a shaky breath. I take his cock in and out of my mouth letting my mouth reach further and further down the longer I sucked, "Fuck!" he moaned making me pull off his cock to look at him, "they wont hear anything" he says pulling me back up to kiss his lips

While I make out with his I reach down and position his cock at my entrance before pulling away from him, "Fuck Luke!" I moan out as I sink down on his cock, "You're so big!" I say as I bounce up and down on his cock. The springs of the bed making clinging noises as I continuing bouncing on his cock

"Your titties look so good when you're bouncing on my dick" he says as he reaches up to squeeze them.

He squeezes them until I sink all the way down on his cock and grind back and forth. He then turns us over so he is on top. He pushes his cock back inside me and immediately begins thrusting in and out hard and fast as I whimper

"Fuck your pussy is so tight" he says as he thrusts in and out of me, "Tell me how much you love this dick baby"

"fuck luke! I love your dick!" I moan, "Don't stop Lukey!"

Calling him look turned something on inside of him and he thrust hard into me hitting my g-spot every time.

"OH MY GOD BABY!" I whimper loudly as the sounds of Luke ramming into me, the springs of the bed, and the headboard smashing against the wall fill the room, "DON'T STOP, LUKEY!"

"Don't stop calling me Lukey" he says through his grunts as he continues thrusting into me, "I'm close" he says as his thrusts begin to slow done

"Yes Lukey, cum inside my mouth" I moan as Luke continues thrusting. He suddenly pulls himself out of me and sits me up. He stands on the bed so my face is facing his cock. I bring my mouth to his cock and wrap my lips around his tip before he grabs my hair and begins fucking my face.

"Fuck Y/n/n, I love fucking your mouth" he says, "Fuck! I'm cumming!" he exclaims before his warm liquid runs down my throat. I swallow then smile at him as he sits back down on the bed beside me.

He kisses my lips before fixing the blankets and lifting them over us. "Night baby, I love you" he says to me.

"Night, I love you more" I reply. We feel asleep cuddling and woke up in the morning in the same position.

I open my eyes with my head still resting on his chest, then look up to see if he was still sleeping. He was so I quietly try to seek out of bed to make a coffee in the kitchen before he got up but his arms tightened around me keeping me in bed.

"You won't want to go out there without me" he says

"Why?"

"They definitely heard us last night" he says with his eyes still closed as a smile crept across his face

"Luke!" I say and he begins to laugh, "You said they wouldn't hear us!"

"They probably wouldn't of, but that wall that the headboard kept smashing against is also Quinn's wall"

"Luke..." I say pulling away from him and pulling a blanket over my head. Luke sits up in the bed and tickles my sides trying to get me to show my face.

I quickly jump out of bed and cross my arms, "let's go get this over with" I tell him, and he laughs

"Alright"

He gets out of bed then wiggles some sweatpants on as I do the same. He doesn't bother putting a shirt on before opening the door to his bedroom, "After you"

"Hell no" I tell him

"I'm hiding behind you" I say making him laugh before making his way out of his room and down the stairs. I followed behind him and I watch him reach his hand out backwards for me to grab and I gladly accept.

We walk into the kitchen and walk over to the stove to put some of the grub one of the boys made and put them on our plates before joining the two boys that were already seated at the table.

Luke sat beside Jack and I sat beside Luke across the table from Quinn. It was quiet while we ate, in an awkward way. My cheeks become red when I notice Quinn and Jack look at each other before both looking away holding in their laughter.

"What?" Luke says defensively to his brothers

"nothing" Quinn says shaking his head still trying not to laugh, Luke rolls his eyes and reaches for my hand under the table. It was quiet again but it doesn't last long before Jack speaks up

"So Y/n" he says gaining my attention, "does he ask you to call him Lukey?" Jack teases and Quinn cannot contain his laugh any longer as laughter between the two boys erupt at the table. I look over to Luke to see he is trying to keep his laughter in causing me to laugh a little.

"Next time could you slide the bed away from the wall or put pillows there or something?" Quinn asks making everyone laugh out again

#luke hughes #luke hughes smut #luke hughes x reader #luke hughes imagine #umich hockey #umich hockey imagine #umich imagine #nhl imagine #nhl fanfiction #nhl writing #nhl fic #umich hockey smut #hockey imagines #nhl smut

[simonrillleyyysss]

˚₊‧’☆ LIKE YOU MEAN IT

🎆🎀🔮

18.10.23

innocent!plushobsessed!reader x ghost

warnings; afab reader, riding, cumming inside, innocencekink, slapping, spitting, hair tugging, finger sucking,dumbification, breeding kink if you squint.

notes; i love making these plush obsesssed readers drabbles!!!

minors dni

‘y’alright, lovie?’

his gruff voice called out as he stepped into the room, stepping over mounds of cluttered teddies stuffed together infront of the bed, reaching out to comb a hand through your frizzy hair, humming.

‘mhm—just sorting the teddies.’

you nodded in response, legs crossed as you shifted the hoard of teddies upwards, lining them up carefully as he sunk down onto the bed, smushing them—earning a gasp from you, swatting his arm.

‘si! off!’

with a snicker he stretched out carelessly, lifting one of the teddies and hovering it above his face, squeezing it in the palm of his large hand; turning to look over at you.

‘barely any room here f’me, sugar.. how am i meant to lay with you, mmmh?’

‘just squeeze in! it’s not that hard.’

simon scoffed, rolling onto his side and reaching out to yank you away from your teddy’s, beefy arm hooking around your waist and pulling you in closer to him, snuggling his face into your neck as you giggled, gently kissing and nibbling at your collarbone.

‘simonnn..’

you whined out, your hand moving to rest over his own as your other curled around your teddy, cocking your head back to kiss his jaw tenderly; making an exaggerated ‘mwa’ sound.

‘givin’ me kisses now, mm?’

‘always am.’

‘give your toys kisses too?’

he teased, his hand slowly slinking down to your white shorts, gently tugging them off.

‘they’re not toys! they’re teddies, two very different things, si.’

‘yeah?’

‘yeah!’

‘keep talkin’, see where that gets you,pretty-thing.’

‘i’ll talk if i wanna talk!’

you giggled, looking up at him in amusement.

‘should muzzle you.’

‘that’s it..keep going.’

he huffed out, hands digging into the plush of your hips as you ground back and forth along his length, face hidden in his neck as you let out sheepish mewls, cunny fluttering around him.

‘so good, si..’

‘yeah? feel good?’

‘mhhmm..’

with a swift movement, he had his palms hooked under your thighs, kissing your jaw and sliding his thumb into your mouth which hung open absentmindedly, bouncing you up and down by the fat of your thighs, watching your eyes flutter shut in euphoria, teddy pressed close to your chest.

‘can’t you put that thing down? s’rubbing against me, itchy.’

‘noo—si-please..need more..!’

ghost paused, watching you shake your head as you suckled on his thumb, suddenly snatching the teddy away and tossing it back onto the bed, watching you try to grab out for it—in a matter of seconds, he was rutting into your leaking cunt, watching you squeal out and moan, nails digging into the back of his head as you quickly leant over to grab the stuffie.

‘taking it so good, hmm? dolly can’t even think for herself, embarrassing,really.’

simon growled into your neck, watching your hips bounce as you tried to match his thrusts witn your own, legs straddling his thighs as you let out little squeaks, eyes rolling back into your skull, trembly fingers gingerly running through his buzzed hair.

‘riding me like the silly bitch you are, can’t even think for yourself, saying you need your teddies, but all you need is my cock, dontcha?’

‘mhhm! oh-ohh si! s’too..s’too much!’

‘come on.. like you mean it.’

you babbled mindlessly, sliding his thumb out of your mouth as you sobbed in pleasure, feeling his cock pound into you mercilessly, hands combing through your hair behind yanking it back; making you look at him, kissing your forehead.

‘you can take it, can’t you? you always do, always take me so well.’

he scoffed, slapping your cheek with a harsh thwack.

‘i warned you, just couldn’t stop arguing, could you?’

‘mmgghh…m’sorry! wont..do..won’t do it agaainn..’

he hummed while he listened to your begs, your hand moving to rest on his chest lovingly,choked sobs erupting from your throat, his hand moving down to rub at your needy little clit, spitting onto it before rubbing it in tight circles, listening to your wails as you came—feeling him thrust shallowly into you, before his hips stilled inside you, huffing as he spurted strings of thick cum into your cunny walls, slowly pulling out.

‘dumb little baby, did so good, yeah?’

he cooed, stuffing a finger into your hole while gently kissing your neck, his free hand caressing your cheek.

‘don’t let it spill out, can’t waste it—can we?’

‘nooo..’

‘that’s right.’

#ghost x reader #spotify #ghost smut #dilf ghost #ghost imagine #simon ghost x reader #ghost is babygirl #ghost x you #ghosts smut #simon ghost riley x reader #domestic ghost #simon riley ghost #simon riley x you #simon ghost riley smut #simon riley smut

[fushigurro]

𝗞𝗔𝗧𝗦𝗨𝗞𝗜 𝗕𝗔𝗞𝗨𝗚𝗢 𝗫 𝗔𝗙𝗔𝗕!𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗘𝗥. ⌇ 18+ only, mdni / unprotected sex / allusion to reader being on birth control / a kinda angsty situationship, they're mean to each other, etc.

your knees are planted on the mattress, legs working you up and down the length of his cock in a rhythmic bounce. katsuki's fingers dig into your hips and aid you in your movements with his strength, all while those ruby eyes are fixated on the motion of your tits. they flash up to meet your face when you ask a question.

"can you cum inside this time?"

his brows furrow briefly, and he responds resolutely with no hesitation, gaze falling back to your chest. "hell no."

you meet him with an offended scoff, disappointed in his unsatisfactory answer. "why not? you know it's safe."

"i don't care."

your irritation at his stubbornness heightens, and you need to question his reasoning. "but that doesn't make sense."

katsuki's own annoyance swells along with the strength behind his grip on you and the speed with which his hips move up to meet yours. "will you just shut the hell up?" his jaw is starting to clench, the angry shape of his brow intensifying, and he thinks he could cum if you'd be quiet; he needs to pull out—

"no! it doesn't make sense!" even as your words are jostled by the choppy airflow to your lungs, you're apparently insistent on ruining this for him.

he growls through gritted teeth. "dammit—"

fed up and frustrated, he pulls you off of him and tosses you to the side where you land on the mattress with a bounce, effectively edging himself, little to your knowledge. he's pissed and heaving and sweating, cock red and pulsing with his rapid heartbeat, equally as angry. and you're empty.

you take a moment to process the change, growing cold both physically and emotionally.

"are you serious right now?" you ask, looking over and examining him. "why are you being such a bitch?"

katsuki's staring at the ceiling, an arm resting on his forehead and somewhat blocking you from his peripheral vision. his voice is breathless and lacks fervor. this encounter is over. "fuck off. stop askin' me dumb ass questions."

you shake your head with a smile of pure disbelief. "oh my god…"

equally as irritated and returning to a frown, you sit up more properly and stonewall him in return. "okay. whatever." you quickly move to collect your clothes, throw them back on, and leave his room without another word.

he can't even manage to finish himself after that; though, still covered in your slick, he aches and leaks against his stomach for several minutes once you shut the door.

hours later, your phone buzzes with a text.

> it feels too good

it's katsuki, and you're confused. what the hell could he possibly be on about after earlier?

? <

you're left waiting a few moments for a response.

> cumming inside you > feels too good > i know i wont be able to stop

this is his explanation—his begruding, indirect apology.

he's known ever since the first time that it'll be a slippery slope if he ever indulges again, so he doesn't. but he cums to the thought of it. he always does.

#dividers by @cafekitsune #katsuki bakugo x reader #katsuki bakugou x reader #katsuki bakugo smut #katsuki bakugou smut #my writing. #re: katsuki bakugo

[yohibmbi]

slow mercy.

a/n | just a lil blurb of ellie dealing with your bratty self hehe.

warnings | smut, dom!ellie, strap on (r!receiving), spanking. (18+)

“had enough of your lip today, baby.”

realistically, you should’ve known talking back to ellie itself would lead to this, but no, you just had to one up yourself and be bratty in front of her friends… their faces when you told ellie to fuck off and stormed away before she can correct your behaviour in front of them… ellie’s not gonna live this down.

“you wanna be in a mood this morning? cool... but then you wanna act up in front of my friends? making me look like i cant control my own girlfriend? fuck no!”

she grunts out with a harsh slam of her hips, her strap filling you so deep. she’s had you on all fours for the last 20 minutes, fucking you slow and deep, then fast and hard. her nails digging into your hips, marking the soft skin there.

always alternating but never letting you cum.

you’d never cum without her permission.

you were usually her good girl… just not today.

“m’ sor-sorry, els.” she tuts and coos at your vulnerable state.

with eyes screwed shut, sweat drips down your forehead onto the pillow your face is smushed against, hands held tightly against your back by your girlfriend.

she pauses, a mercy from her slow fucking.

it still hurt nonetheless.

she releases her hold on your arms as she leans over your body to brush the damp hairs away from your forehead. her fingers trail down to your lips, gliding softly against the red, bitten skin.

she leans furthers and places a soft kiss against the corner of your lips then one to your forehead before sitting back up.

“i know, baby. i know.” hands run down your back down to hold onto your hips, deft fingers grip your plush skin like clay.

“but you should’ve known this would happen if you kept up with that attitude of yours.” she emphasises by grinding her front against your ass.

you whimper at the subtle movement and wiggle back against her, but her soft hands on your hips harden, stopping you before you could bounce.

why wont she just fuckin-?

a loud slap against your ass rings out and you jolt forward, moaning freely into the pillow. you loveee when she spanks you!

“fucking slut. you love that shit, huh?” she spanks you again before widening her stance and resuming her fast pace. hard thrusts knock you forward you almost lose balance, and the headboard thumps repeatedly against the wall.

your cries of “yes yes yes pls n’more” fill the air and ellie’s fucking beaming. she loves seeing you so fucked out… so drunk on her cock. she’s so fucking proud of you!

“good girl.” she purrs, slowing down so she can grab a pillow to place under your hips before guiding your body to lay atop of it, giving your legs a break from holding yourself up.

“now stay still before i cuff your ass to this bed.”

yeah… so worth it.

#ellie williams x reader #ellie williams x you #ellie williams x y/n #ellie williams x female reader #the last of us #ellie williams fanfic

[jessicaslittlelovesickmess]

Lydia

Warning: Angst, hurtfic, hints of cheating, slut shaming

Pairing: Melissa Schemmenti x Reader, Melissa x Gary, Olivia Benson x sister!reader

She hadn’t worked there very long only a month or so

Everyone loved Lydia the third grade teacher who almost bested Melissa Schemmenti.. almost but it was safe to say she made everyone swoon. Jealousy was an ugly accessory that both Melissa and Gary seemed to wear the couple both eyeing the new teacher.

Am I surprised to see you here with Lydia? Melissa thought as she entered the break room to see Gary and the woman. She’s oh so nice and easier to love than I the redhead wanted to slap her boyfriend for how easily his attention was given. As he eyed Lydia making her coffee neither noticing the redhead enter “how does Mel like her coffee?” She asked gently grabbing another cup down. “She should be in soon so I want it to be ready when she’s here” Melissa smiled at your kindness “im not sure” Gary scratched his head before refilling the vending machine.

But no, I won’t hold it against her

My baby, my baby the first person to love since she divorced Joe swooning over another woman so blatantly. Lydia always shrugged him off with a polite smile though you could see it in her eyes she hated it all the attention from him. “Don’t you want me anymore?” Melissa asked him once they were alone he avoided eye contact and that told her everything she needed to hear.

Her arms are warm the redhead smiled to herself as she relaxed in Lydia’s embrace both women standing alone in the empty classroom. Melissa let herself enjoy this moment of peace with her friend that she had just vented about Gary to.

Her legs are wide and so’s her smile even Barbara would be lying if she said she didn’t have a little bit of a girl crush on the woman. Lydia stood beside Melissa at the counter as she made them both another cup of coffee, she was the woman the redhead always wished to be.

She’ll take you on

Where I would slap you down and hide

Melissa hadn’t always been the badass Italian everyone knew it had taken years to grow her skin yet Lydia did it so effortlessly. Always talking back to the rude parents with ease and the sleezeball fathers constantly trying to start an affair. She had a confidence that captivated people that drew them into her so easily.

But no, I won’t hold it against her

Melissa was so used to having someone to smother to care for that once Gary drifted away she felt almost hollow. Though Lydia always promised there wasn’t anything going on and that the man loved her even if it burned to admit. Lydia loved Melissa but she wasn’t the type to break a relationship over such feelings so she stayed quiet and supportive.

Now wasn’t the time to jump into anything new for Lydia she was doing just fine being friends.

My baby, my baby

Don’t you want me anymore

My baby, my baby

Don’t you need me anymore

Her lips are cold it was now winter as Lydia walked into the break room in her layers lips having turned blue almost purple as she grabbed her mug. Melissa couldn’t stop staring at her smile the skin on her lips had begun to split slightly.

He talks too tired

To say goodbye

Gary would normally be almost bouncing off the walls just being near Melissa but now he seemed almost drained as he barely smiled at the woman. Barbara caught on she was a lot of things but she wasn’t stupid nobody could miss how he looked at you.

So take the time to reel me in and wash me out

But treat her right

And no, I wont hold it against her

Against her

Melissa knew when to call it quits Lydia had won a competition she didn’t know she was in and the redhead couldn’t be mad. The woman had done nothing she knew it all from her first marriage but watching as the pair quickly distanced themselves it broke her.

Lydia left for a while and nobody knew why she had just vanished for a week having Ava surprisingly cover her classes. It only lead Melissa to that sinking feeling that Gary and Lydia were going behind her back.

My baby, my baby

Don’t you want me anymore

My baby, my baby

Don’t you need me anymore

“Ms. Benson?” The young receptionist spoke softly as she entered the breakroom “yes dear?” Lydia smiled “there’s a woman here she said she’s your sister? She at the front office”. The woman nodded getting up from her seat unaware of everyone’s curious gaze.

You seemed to know all about them yet they knew nothing about you.

My baby, my baby

Don’t you want me anymore

My baby, my baby

Don’t you love me anymore

Melissa couldn’t believe Gary would even propose to Lydia without breaking up with her first she was heartbroken. Someone who became one of her closest friends doing that behind her back? She decided enough was enough.

Melissa had cornered both you and Gary in your classroom yelling about an affair that didn’t exist, slut shaming and name calling. She threw pens and pulled her hair, Gary didn’t know what to do and neither did you Melissa had herself convinced she didn’t care.

Angrily you stomped to your desk taking the small box out of the top drawer throwing it to Gary “i’m done” you laughed grabbing your bag and leaving. Only then did Melissa stop “Lydia was helping me to propose” Gary swallowed unable to meet Melissa’s eyes.

My baby, my baby

Don’t you want me anymore

Don’t you love me anymore

The next time Melissa saw Lydia was at the woman’s front door, the brunette sat on her doorstep tear stained and puffing a cigarette. The redhead felt guilty no she was guilty and she felt horrible to just assume such things and to act the way she did.

A little boy ran around the front lawn happily before another slightly older brunette woman walked out from behind Lydia. Melissa stepped out of her car warily as she made her way to the small group the other woman quick to meet the brunette ready to fight.

“Olivia it’s just Melissa” you waved off with a sigh Melissa? You never said her full name “what do you want?” You looked tired. “I’m sorry, I should’ve listened to you” Melissa played with the hem of her shirt “you’re sorry? Okay” you shrugged.

“I think it’s best if you leave” Olivia cleared her throat as she raised an eyebrow to Melissa’s truck in the driveway “she doesn’t need this at the moment”

Melissa lost Gary

Now she was losing you too

#imagine #wlw #lisa ann walter #lisa ann walter x reader #angst #abbott elementary #melissa schemmenti x gary #melissa schemmenti x oc #melissa ann schemmenti #melissa schemmenti imagine #melissa schemmenti x you #melissa schemmenti x reader #melissa schemmenti #olivia benson #olivia benson x sister

[tyunkus]

soft dom taehyun (whos in the mood to tease you atm ^^) who makes you ride his thigh instead of fucking you because you're so needy :( n he just keeps his hands to himself, not helping you in anyway, saying little things like, "i thought you wanted to be my good little girl? go ahead, i know you can do it baby," n he just keeps encouraging you knowing hes just as needy as you, but hes better at hiding it.

when you finally give up and start begging him for help, he laughs at you. "cmon baby, you giving up already? its only been 15 minutes, hurry up, keep going." n you do as he says even though it feels like its been hours since he wont even lay a finger on you :( when you start humping his thigh again he starts bouncing his thigh up n down at a fast pace, adding more friction to your sopping wet cunt ><

you start to whine and he smiles, finally wrapping his hand around your waist while you keep humping his thigh. but it seemed as if it was almost enough from you since you were so touch deprived... poor baby :(

you start to beg him again, "please tae, i need it so bad..." you'd say and taehyun would finally stop bouncing his thigh and hold you still to stop you from humping, motioning you to go lay down on the bed. you'd jump up quickly and almost run to the bed (which he found adorable ^^), n he'd come over towards you, unbuckling his belt and pulling down his pants to reveal his throbbing cock.

n when he'd finally fuck you he'd caress your cheek while tears flow out your eyes from him stretching you out like always :( he'd run his hands through your hair and make sure your alright while he absolutely destroys you ><

n he'd just be so soft with his actions, thrusting in n out of you at a comfortable pace while you squirmed under him, whining "its too much tae.." n he'd just smile, "i know baby, this is what you wanted right? take it like you said you would." ^^

n the aftercare would be so sweet :( rubbing slow circles on your thighs while he cleans you up, cuddling with you right after and telling you how proud he is of you, n how you're such a good little girl for him everytime ><

pls hes so sweet :(( tae n soob have been the only ones on my mind lately im going insane ><

- 🌟

star anon ur perfect as always

it can be easy to forget how badly taehyun wants you when you're the one grinding and drooling all over his thigh but still!!!! even when he's blinking expectantly at you and urging you to continue riding his thigh with all his soft whispers and murmurs his cock is fucking aching in his briefs and the only thing stopping him from taking you right then and there is the pretty sight you make perched on his leg :( and taehyun just loves making you beg, loves seeing how desperate you get, you'll be a mess trying to move faster all by yourself you won't even notice the way his hands flex and his eyes roll back a little in his head, he's so drunk off the power he doesn't care how hard he is <3 and when he finally does touch you again, he eases into it, starts off with featherlike brushes against your cheek and a gentle grip on your waist, small and minute but enough to drive you insane :'( he can't keep it up forever tho, loses all composure when he gets his cock inside of u, touching and caressing and feeling you like he normally does while he wrecks your pretty cunt </33 URGHHH

#taehyun smut #taehyun hard thoughts #taehyun hard hours #txt hard hours #txt hard thoughts #txt smut

[buggwrites]

Brahms Heelshire headcannons

Warnings:

nsfw mentions at one part, but other than that none

He is definetly a brat, retaliating every time you ask him to help with even the smallest things like bathing himself. He'd probably have child-like fits often because of this very reason. He can go as far as to throw things and turn whole rooms completly upside down. When he realizes what hes done, he'd hide in the walls on the old, small bed located in the little room held in the walls and refuse any of your attempts to interact for a while, such as asking to help clean up the mess he's made.

When he finally calms down from these fits, he's a general love-bug, always pampering you with flowers he picked from the garden or small drawings he did. He's a total sweetie when hes not having a tantrum of some sort, and cuddles and kisses are his main apology when he does something bad.

He loves any type of attention from you, due to being starved of it for years, and he melts into you anytime you touch him. While cuddling, he'll wrap his arms around your middle as your stomach presses into his. That's his favorite position; when you're laying on your side and facing him. That way he can see all of you, from your face to your body. He'd hold you close to himself, whining any time you try to move away, even if it was to do something simple like go to the bathroom or eat.

He doesn't know proper manners like personal space or to not watch someone every waking second of their day. He will follow you everywhere, going into the walls to watch you if he needs to. He's also very touchy, grabbing you in every way he can at any time he can, whether its a hug, a hand on the shoulder, kisses, grabbing you by the waist or hips, mask covered face pressed to your neck, hand on the thigh, or something else.

He loves to bite. He sinks his teeth into you whenever his mask is off, on the hand, arms, and neck most of the time, but he will bite whatever he has access to. He bites pretty hard too, always sure to leave marks so whenever you truly have to leave, everyone will see.

He worships you in every way, telling you everything he loves about you. Hate your freckles / birthmarks ? He'll kiss all of them and tell you one good thing about yourself for each one. Hate your scars ? He'll trace them and ask about their story. Don't like your tummy ? He'll cuddle you close and tell you he wouldn't have a better cuddle partner because youre like a big marshmallow. He'll love you for all your insecurities, and wont stop loving on you until you love them like he does.

During sex, he doesnt really seem to care about his own pleasure as much as yours. He will find your kinks, whether you tell them to him yourself or not. He will watch you self-pleasure to see what you like best. Sure, he wont like the idea of you not letting him dick you down and doing it yourself, but he wants to make sure he knows what makes you feel best, and will utilize this knowladge well. He will please you in ways you couldnt even do yourself, and always leave your legs trembling because of how big he is. In my mind, I believe he is around 12 inches big.

His hair is naturally very soft, and its nice to play with and pull. He loves it when you ruffle your fingers through it while cuddling, kissing, or when he lays his head on your lap whilst you read to him. His curls bounce back up when your hand brushes past it.

His mask usually stays on, and it takes a lot of begging from your end to get it off, but on rare occasions he'll take it off for you, and you smile as your eyes are met with that familliar, handsome, scarred face that was covered with facial hair. His eyes are also very pretty, a true green that had an explosion of blue spreading from his pupils. It was like a supernova explosion trapped in his eyes.

He hates chores for many reasons, but the big 2 are that 1, it takes you away from him, and your attention on him is deprived and makes him want to crawl back into the walls, and 2, you will usually ask him to help, which he hates, but when you give him that one certain look, he cant help but comply to your wishes. He wont do much, but he will do just enough to where you give him a peck on the forehead, cheek, or lips and call him a good boy.

He absolutely dies for any praise, being told he did a good job on any task he does makes his heart ring with joy. And if you compliment his appearence in any way (i.e. calling him "pretty boy"), it will guarentee you lots of kisses and attention for the rest of the day.

He will usually talk in 3rd person point of view in his childish voice as well, especially when throwing tantrums. His accent is much more noticable when he speaks in that higher tone, and when he speaks he usually talks in small blurbs instead of true sentences, as a child does (i.e. "Brahms tired", " Very hungry", etc.). But when he does speak in his normal, much deeper voice, its usually when hes calm or trying to intimidate you. Its very attractive, his real voice. You aren't very sure why he doesnt use it as often as he should, but you don't press for an answer.

The end.

That's all the hcs of mine i can think of !! Thanks for reading :] might update occasionally !!

#brahms my beloved #brahms the boy #brahms headcanons #writing #brahms scenarios #x reader scenarios #brahms x y/n #brahms heelsire x reader #brahms x reader #brahms heelshire

[hockybish]

a couple of more things about Lola and her injury and that night...

Jim and Ellen are in Vancouver for the game. They were not about to miss their eldest and youngest first head to head match in the big leagues.

So they were there to see their baby not bounce back like she normally does. They watched as the trainer crouched down to assess the damage done. And they definitely panicked when trainer's gloved fist shot up in the air indicating they were in need of more help and an ambulance.

"Jim" Ellen mumbled, eyes glued on her baby. She would have been frozen in her seat if it hadn't been for her husband practically pushing her out of it.

"Ellen go. She's going to need her mom." Jim Hughes instructed his wife. He gave her a quick squeeze, trying to let her know that it will be okay. "I'll be there when I can"

Ellen ran to entrance where the ambulance was as fast as she could hoping to make it before it left. The sight of Lola strapped to the back board, unable to move, her eyes bouncing from person to person nearly broke her heart.

"Mommy my head hurts." Lola incoherently slurred her words when her eyes landed on her mother.

"I know baby, I know" The mother held her daughter's hand momentarily while she was being loaded into the emergency vehicle.

The crowd roared, chanting her name in support for the injured Duck as she was being taken off. At some point Quinn found his legs, making his way to Lola. He tapped her boot with his gloved handed and followed behind them.

Mason wouldn't stop, his fingers had to be pried off the guy's black jersey. By the time he was stopped he had managed to break the guy's nose. He was being ejected from the game for the fight and his behavior.

"Did you accomplish what you wanted to?" another one of the Duck's medical staff, who wasn't attending to Lola, asked him while she was bandaging his bruised and cracked knuckles.

"No" His head twitched again. His anger was making the tics worse, but the were nothing he could do about that.

"They'll fine you, or worse suspend you for a couple of games" the staff member pinned the end of the wrap, finishing his care.

"I don't care"

Luke and Jack had won their game hours earlier and were out celebrating with teammates, they didn't see any part of the game at all. It wasn't until someone mentioned hearing about Lola that Jack had the thought to check the score.

By that time the game was over and the Canucks had won 3 to 1. Smugly Jack sent some text teasing Lola about the Ducks' loss. The message went unread by everyone aside from Luke who responded with a haha.

Jack was woken up sometime in the wee hours of the morning by a phone call from Quinn.

"She'll, she'll be fine, Jack. The doctors said she'll be fine. It's just a concussion." The oldest Hughes child started rattling off other things the doctors at the hospital had told them.

"What are you talking about Q?" Jack groggily said. He pulled his phone away from his ear taking not of time as he rubbed the sleep from his eyes.

"Clem, the hit."

"The what now?" Jack was now scrambling to get out of his bed. He burst into Luke's room not caring about his little brother's privacy for one second.

Luke hadn't been able to sleep since they got home. He didn't know if was the few beers he had that he wasn't supposed to or if it was the adrenaline from the win, but he found himself on his phone scrolling through highlights when he stumbled on Lola's hit.

"Oh my god" Luke showed Jack the video while he put Quinn on speaker. The oldest brother reiterated what he had said before. It was just a concussion, a bad one.

"I'm gonna kill him"

"Pretty sure McTavish already did"

"I'll do it again"

"No you wont"

"Try me"

"I want to see Bah." Luke insisted over one of the many video calls he had with his parents. He felt like a little kid when they couldn't get the one thing they wanted.

"Luke, she's resting. We need to let her be for now."

Out of the two middle kids, Luke was the more concern and scared one. Not to say that Jack wasn't disturbed by what happened. It's just Bah is his little sister, his best friend, his baby.

The last time he was this worried about Bah was when he was fifteen and she had run away because of Jack, but it wasn't Jack's fault this time. So he had to wait until December 5th before he could really do anything about it.

The Ducks were slated to return to Anaheim later that night, but Lola stayed in Vancouver. The doctors wanted to observe her for a couple of days before letting her go, making sure she didn't have a brain bleed or anything that would have presented itself later.

Thankfully nothing else happened and she returned to California a couple of days later.

"Mrs. Hughes, I can take care of her." Mason insisted.

"Mason please call me Ellen. Lola is my daughter, I have no problem doing this stuff." She had taken care of a whiny Quinn earlier in the year when he got his tonsils out, this was going to be nothing. "Plus who's gonna be with her when you leave for a trip?"

"Trevor and Jamie?"

"Do you really trust them to do that?"

"Honestly? No." The two laughed in mutual agreement. Ellen liked this kid, she could see why Lola did too.

Jamie and Trevor ended up staying with Lola for a couple of days when the Ducks have a small two game road trip and Ellen went back to Vancouver for the Devils/Canucks game.

Also Robbie did try and see her when she got back to Cali, but Mason was always there to deter him from actually seeing her. Until one road trip and Ellen let him in.

#lola hughes #hughes!sister au #lola thoughts

[seungmin-mongmong]

Hide n' Seek

warning: edging, degrading, names: brat, unprotected sex, smut

pairing: minho x fem.reader

(This is my first ever time writing a smut so pls leave tips 😭🙏)

"Y/n-ah, where are you?”, you heard Minho say, as steps were coming closer. You knew that if you got caught now, you’d probably not be able to walk tomorrow. Minho had been searching for 20 minutes, and was starting to feel irritated. “Jagi please. Just come out already. I can’t take it anymore”, he said as the steps disappeared again. You and Minho just wanted to joke around, especially you since he was needy and he just wanted to feel you. Even though you’re not the one controlling in bed, you still love to tease him once in a while. “Minho~ Im over here baby” you teased.

He had looked everywhere for you, but one place he hadn’t checked was under the bed. “Agh, seriously y/n. Come on, or else I’ll just take care of it myself. Please help me, you know I’m horny.” he said. Suddenly it was quiet. You couldn’t hear him at all. Not even a step or a creak in the floor. “Minho?” It was too quiet now, you had to say something. “Jagiya, are you okay?” Still no response from him. You started to wonder if he’d gone out of the house.

Just as you were about to peek from under the bed, you saw his legs coming towards the bed. You held your breath and covered your mouth as he walked towards you. Then, he just stopped. Right in front of you, standing there in front of the mattress. “Ah, y/n-ah. Looks like you wont be getting any sleep this night either” he said, as he ducked down to meet you face, red and covering your mouth to keep still.

You felt embarrassed for being found but you were starting to get a little needy too. “Come on, finally. Im gonna fuck you so good y/n.” You slowly crawled out, as he started to unbuckle his belt. Oh he did it so slow, just to tease you back for what you did. As you sat down on the edge of the bed, you quickly threw your shirt off. Now it was your turn to be needy.

You got so impatient waiting for Minho to get undressed. Your leg was bouncing up and down and you couldn’t focus on anything else than finally seeing his cock out of his boxers. But no, Minho hadn’t even gotten his tight, black, tank top off yet. “Agh please, I’m sorry, hurry up Minho” He didn’t say anything back, just looked at you with a slight smirk.

You took your skirt off whilst waiting, leaving your body exposed, with nothing but lingerie on in front of Minho. You could see his thirsty gaze stare on your bare body. “Oh I am too lucky to have you y/n. What did i do to deserve this?” he said as he was almost done undressed. “All yours Minho. This is for your eyes only” you said back, almost whispering.

Finally, as he was removing his last piece of clothing, you layed down in the bed, waiting for him. Suddenly, Minho towers over your body, as he whispers “You know, i wont go so easy on you this time. Not after you teased me.” He stares right into your eyes with his dark but soft look. “Maybe i will have to punish you, for not behaving huh?” he says as that smirk grows on his face again.

Next thing you know, you’re making out, placing sloppy kisses down each other’s necks, leaving hickeys. “You’re mine you know that?” Minho suddenly says. The kissing continues and you are only able to hum in response. As you both catch your breath back, he looks at you with those glistening eyes. “Minho, please, I need you inside me.”

He continues to look at you, eyes almost darkening. “Do you even deserve this? Have you been good?”

You stay silent, even though he sees a ‘no’ in your eyes. “Thats what i thought.” he says under his breath.

“Please, i swear I’ll be good. Please Minho” you beg. He looks at you with a smirk. “If you say so.” he responds, almost as if he has an evil plan.

He slowly starts to insert his cock, into you. You let out a small gasp when his cock stretches your walls. Minho then slides in to you while you let yourself adjust. “Like this yeah?” Minho asks.

You nod in response as he slowly starts thrusting into you. He takes it slow, to make sure it’s ok for you as he picks up the pace a bit. Sloppy but gentle movements start to fill your mind.

Now, you cant focus on anything else but Minho. His visuals, his body and his perfect dick is all you need right now. Your bubble of thoughts break when you feel Minho thrusting into your sweet spot. You cant help but let out a moan. He knows how you get sensitive when he fucks you there.

You feel the pleasure build up as he fucks into that spot, over and over again. “Ah fuck,” you slip out. He looks at you with a smirk, knowing whats coming next. “Minho-, im gonna cum” you moan. “Really?” he answers cold. Just as you are about to cum, Minho pull out. “Brats dont deserve this right? This is your punishment.” You whine desperately after his cock. “Just because this stupid game of yours.. hide n seek? Seriously?” he scoffs. “Minho please i need you, dont edge me like this” you say. He smirks that evil smirk again.

“Do you want me that bad hm? Then beg. Brats dont get this for free.” he says. “Oh please, jagi please just let me cum, i will behave i promise” you whine. Minho doesn’t answer but instead he inserts his cock into you again, and you moan as he does. This time he doesnt go slow. He thrusts you deep and fast, making you both moan in pleasure. As the orgasm is approaching, you hear Minho breathing heavily onto your shoulder.

“Oh fuck, im gonna, cum, inside you.” he says out of breath. At this point you cant even respond. All that left your mouth was whines and moans of pleasure. Minho really was hitting your sweet spot now. He then fucks much faster as you feel it. You both cum and Minho collapses right beside you on the bed.

“Ah, Minho..” you say. “Im yours, sorry, i will behave.” you pant. “Thats right. My little brat.” he says while smiling to you.

#skz #skz x reader #lee know #lee minho #smut #first post #minho #skz minho #stray kids

[gizmo-writes]

say yes to heaven | spencer reid

warnings: mentions of dying and death, mentions of maeve (rip), mentions of blood, being shot

say yes to heaven

say yes to me

Something wasn't right. The lights were too bright, the room was too barren. You looked around as your eyes adjusted to the light. The room was white, the walls had nothing on them. This wasn't right, this wasn't home... you didn't know where you were. "There you are," a voice said from behind you. You turned, looking at Spencer. "Why- where- where are we?" You asked, staring at his suit. "You always ask so many questions, just.. just dance with me," Spencer said. You looked at him confused, "Spence you don't dance. You don't know how to." You said. He just held out his hand waiting for you to take it.

As you took his hand the room transformed. You were in your apartment, you could tell by the smell, the shoes gathered by the door. You were home but yet it still wasn't right. "I know you always wanted to dance but you're right.. I don't know how to." He explained as he pulled you close, your arms wrapped around his neck as the two of you swayed. The music started, Taylor Swift. "Spence.. what is happening?" You asked, looking up at him. "That's for you to decide," he said.

Spencer paced back and forth in the waiting room. "Any news?" Penelope asked as she walked into the room followed by Morgan and Hotch. Spencer didn't speak, he was too busy going through all the possibilities in his mind. JJ stood up, "They just got her into surgery, we don't know much," She said. "What happened?" Hotch asked, it was directed at Spencer but once again he didn't respond. "He hasn't said anything about what happened, he wont talk. All I know is the cops were called and something happened at his apartment. He called me and asked me to meet him at the hospital but since then... he hasn't said anything," JJ explained. "Hey, kid," Derek walked up to spencer, stopping his pacing and making him look at Derek. "What happened?" derek asked. Spence just shook his head and went back to his pacing.

"Spencer, this doesn't make any sense.. you hate dancing.. you aren't particularly fond of Taylor Swift.. and now we're watching Bobs Burgers? You find this show childish Spence. You don't enjoy any of these things so why are we doing them?" You asked. "There you go again with the questions. Let's just enjoy this time together." He said, watching the tv. "I can't spence. Something doesn't feel right. I Can feel it." You said, placing a hand over your stomach. "Maybe it's that," spence said, pointing towards your stomach. You looked down, hands covered in blood. "Wh-what? I'm bleeding, spence why am i bleeding?" You asked, looking around for a blanket, something to stop the bleeding. "Stop, don't worry. You'll be okay," he said, grabbing your bloody hands. As he took them, the blood disappeared, your stomach was fine. You stared at him with tears in your eyes, "what's happening spence, please just tell me," you pleaded.

Spence had stopped pacing after almost 2 hours. He sat in a chair, leg bouncing up and down as he held his head. He couldn't think straight, this couldn't be happening again, not after everything with Maeve, he couldn't lose the love of his life again. Hotch and Morgan had talked to the cop on call when spence called. "We need to take him in for questioning," the cop said, referring to spence. "What? Why? The kid did nothing wrong. He explained it to you the best he could, someone broke in, attacked y/n so he did what he could to fight the person off. Why does he need to be questioned?" Morgan asked, growing inpatient with the cop. "That man in there shot a guy, he needs to be questioned." The cop said. "With all due respect sir, i think finding the man who attacked them is more important than questioning one of my agents over his decision to protect his family," Hotch said. With that, the cop left in a huff.

"Did you ever think about it?" Spence asked, the two of you now sitting in a park watching kids play, dogs running around. You looked around confused, how did you get here. "Think about what?" You asked, turning to face spence. "Kids. Did you ever want to have any?" He asked. "W-why are you speaking in past tense?" You asked, growing worried. Spence didn't respond, just smiling as he watched the little kids run around. "I-I thought about it.. just never knew if I'd be ready," you said. "No one's ever ready for kids." Spence shrugged. "I always thought we'd have some dogs though.. maybe a cat," you explained, watching the dogs at play. "But you never liked dogs," you said. Spencer shrugged, "I never knew you wanted dogs. You never told me." He said. You looked down at your lap. "What's the point? You don't like dogs, you've told me facts and facts about how dirty they are, how they make messes. You've made it obvious you didn't want any. It's just- it's hard to talk to you sometimes." You explained. "How so?" He asked. "It doesn't matter," you whispered, looking back at the dogs.

"It's been 5 hours, somethings wrong," spencer finally spoke. He stood from his seat, "something is wrong, someone needs to explain to me what's going on," he said. He was frustrated, angry, worried. He couldn't do anything to help but he also couldn't stand to just sit there and wait. "I'll go prod at some nurses," Penelope said, standing up from her seat and walking off to find a nurse. "Kid, maybe i could take you back to your apartment. You can grab some clothes and have a shower at my place." Derek offered. "No, absolutely not. I am not leaving until I know she's okay. What is taking them so long!" He yelled out, jaw clenching. "Spence, we'll be here. We'll keep you updated. I will text you every ten minutes if i have to but you need to change." JJ said. Spencer looked down at his pajamas, they had blood on them, undoubtedly your blood. "I would never forgive myself if she died and I wasn't here to say goodbye, not again." Spencer said before sitting back down.

"Would you ever marry me?" Spencer asked, once again the setting had changed. You were in a backyard, it looked like a wedding venue. "Of course, Spence. How is that even a question?" You asked. "Is this how you pictured it?" He asked. As you looked around the backyard, people had shown up. Family, friends, the BAU. Of course, Rossi stood as the officiant. Penelope, Emily and JJ were your bridesmaids while Derek, Hotch, Hotches son and JJs son were his groomsmen. "Spencer," you whispered. You now wore a wedding dress. "Is this how you pictured it?" He asked. "Y-yes but-" You started but he cut you off. "But what?" He asked. You looked down the aisle, staring at man dressed in black. "Who is that?" You asked. "Y/n. Do you take Spencer Reid to be your husband?" Rossi asked. "What? No wait-" The man in black grew closer. "Spencer, do you take y/n y/l/n to be your wife?" Rossi asked. "Please, I don't want to die," you whispered, tears falling down your cheeks. "I do," you heard spencer said. "You May now kiss the bride," Rossi said. But before you could even look at spencer, a shot fired. You felt the pain in your gut making you double over. Another shot rang out, right into your shoulder making you fall over. "Please, i don't want to die," you whimpered as you stared up at Spencer. "That's your choice to make y/n. It's your choice." He said. Then it all went black.

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[kaeyx]

HII the ask with the reader and dazai giving chuuya a silicon dick as a little silly joke but then actually making him use it oh lord… forgive me this has been on my mind 24/7

dazai having you on his lap with chuuya’s wrists tied behind his back in front of both of you as he’s lowering himself on the dick, getting all riled up watching him lose composure while he takes all of it and hes cursing the two of you out but moaning when it hits his prostate. dazai starts playing with you, his hand trailing between your legs and starts teasing you like crazy, whispering things in your ear while youre both watching chuuya.. he takes the remote for the silicon toy and passes it to you, he tells you that he’ll make you cum if you overstimulate chuuya and you cant help but listen cause youre just that needy !! who wouldnt be when you had chuuya whimpering in front of you and dazai teasing at you constantly ?? you tell chuuya that youre sorry but you turn the vibrator on the silicon dick and watch him double forward on the bed

chuuya goes insane watching and knowing dazai planned this and he swears that he’ll get the both of you back for this but the way the stupid toy keeps making him a mess is frustrating… that’s why the next time chuuya is prepared and since hes got way more than enough money, returns the favor to the both of you !! hes a lot more meaner, making you both bounce on the double dildo toy that is bigger than usual and vibrates nd he ties both of your wrists behind your back

he’s so filthy and mean with his dirty talk too, (hes meaner to dazai since he started it, making him wear a cage around his dick so he cant cum no matter what) making both you and dazai beg for his cum and cock because you just need it, no matter how many times this toy makes you cum you know that chuuya could make you guys feel sooo much better !! nd he’s just jerking himself off in front of you two !! he wont stop until you two are too tired to move your legs and to the point where youre both babbling nonsense

that’s when he decides he’ll give you guys some mercy and pound into you like crazy, letting him and dazai tag team you !! making you and him tag team dazai <333 chuuya stays in control the entire time as payback ! it’s so messy and it probably takes all night to get to that point, you all get exhausted but you all still find energy to give each other some much needed aftercare and cleanup

Posting without comment, just 👀

#dazai.bsd #chuuya.bsd #poly!skk

[harleyharlot]

burn. jj maybank

(summary) despite jj's distaste for kooks, he constantly found himself cuddled up with the kook princess in his stained sheets and it was all going great. until it wasn’t.

(pairings) jj maybank x kook!reader.

(warning) gut-wrenching angst, reader being a dick, mentions of pregnancy and abortions!

(authors note) this one killed me to write oh em gee, but i'd had this idea floating around in my head for a while and i really wanted to write it. i swear i'll get around to writing some fluff, i want to put out some of your guys requests soon and most of those are fluffy bits so keep your eyes peeled for that! happy reading!

lowercase intended!

jj sat on his bed anxiously waiting for you to arrive, his knee bounced up and down as he ran a shaky hand through his hair. he knew something wasn't right from the way you'd sounded on the phone, how you sounded when you'd said you needed to talk to him.

your knock against his front door pulled him out of his thoughts, "jj?" you pushed open the door knowing it would be open as jj always left the door open for you when he knows you're coming over.

the two of you had been sneaking around for a few months now, you being a kook and jj being a pouge you guys had decided it would be best to keep your relationship on the low. it had started off with you guys just sneaking around to hook up but you both had quickly discovered that despite your social status' you had a lot in common and your weekly you up? messages had swiftly turned into routine come over, i miss you calls.

he jumped up from his bed and rushed towards the door where you stood, instantly wrapping his arms around you. "are you okay? you sounded upset on the phone." he stepped back, hands still on your shoulders and took in the distressed expression that rest on your face.

"y/n?" jj's face softened as he grew more concerned, you removed yourself from his grasp and went to sit on the sofa that was on the other side of the room. jj followed you like a lost puppy, "we need to talk j." you spoke softly, looking everywhere but his face.

"your scaring me sweetheart." you sent him a weak smile but said nothing, finally looking him in the eyes. if jj wasn't worried before he most certainly was now. "talk to me baby, what's up?" he kneeled down in front of you and placed your hands in his own, you pulled your hands away quickly as if he'd burned you and tucked them in the sleeves of your jumper.

jj moved back slightly in concern, but he didn't get up from his position before you. he racked his brain trying to figure out whether he'd done something wrong but nothing came to mind. it pained him to see you so act so distant, so cold towards him like this.

for the short period of time he'd known you, you'd always been so cheerful and warm, jj knew there would be a time that you'd realised you were too good for him, but he'd hoped it wouldn't be this soon.

"jj...i- god there's no easy way to say this.." you stuttered, not quite knowing how to break the news to jj. you shuffled forward on the sofa and rubbed your sweaty palms against your legs.

"baby, you can tell me. i wont get mad..unless your breaking up with me." jj let out a nervous chuckle, but again you didn't respond. instead you looked up at the ceiling and blinked rapidly trying to stop the tears that had suddenly appeared from running down your face. "you-your not breaking up with me.. are you y/n?"

"i'm pregnant."

jj was taken aback, it took him a minute to process what had just been said. he stood up and pulled you up with him a cheesy grin on his face. "seriously?"

he quickly pulled you into a hug and buried his head in your shoulders, "i'm gonna be a dad!"

jj didn't have the best portryal of what a family looked like growing up, with his dad being an absusive drunk and his own mother leaving him at a young age. if he was being completely honest, the thought of having his own children made him feel ill. but that was before he met you. before he realised that he was capable of loving and being loved. jj had no clue how to raise a child but he figured he had time to learn, to try, for you.

you slowly pulled back from him, eyebrows knit in confusion. "jj, no. i-" you shook your head and laughed hysterically as you sobbed. "i'm getting an abortion.."

"what?" his body tensed as the words left your mouth. in the space of eight minutes you'd managed to give jj the world and then burn it.

"i'm getting an abortion jj, a-and i wanted to come and tell you because you deserve to know bu-"

"i deserve to know, but i don't deserve a say in this?" he scoffed at you and ran his hand through his hair, turning his back to you in an attempt to calm himself down.

jj had a short temper that he'd gotten from his dad which he tried to control especially around you. he never wanted to raise his voice at you or make you fell any less than special but it was a little hard for him to kept in control of his emotions right now.

"a say in what? this isn't up for debate. it's happening jj." you were genuinely confused by his reaction, the pair of you were practically kids still, you had no business raising a child.

jj slowly turned around to face you again, carefully thinking about his next words, he took a few steps towards you and placed his hands on your cheeks making you look up at him, you were scared he thought to himself and he didn't blame you. "baby, we can figure this out. together."

you shook your head tears still streaming down your face, "jj.." you began, placing your hand on top of his where it rest on your cheek and removing it.

"look around you. t-there is no we, i'm a kook and you're.." you trailed off looking around the mess that jj called his home.

"..you're this jj." he winced at your harsh words but still persited. "look i know it's not perfect bu-"

you cut him off with a scoff, "it's far from perfect jj, this is not the life i want to live! i-i have a reputation to uphoald. my parents have a repuatation to uphoald so no. whatever you were going to say, no." you picked up your bag that sat on the sofa and placed it on your shoulder."

jj didn't move a muscle, he just watched you fumble around with your bag, "so that's it? what we've been doing was fo-"

"what we've been doing was a mistake jj."

"y' just stop interupting me! jsut st-stop doing that!" jj slammed his fist into the wall making a dent, he know had tears streaming down his face too. you flinched at his action and rushed towards the door.

"this jj!" you laughed at him with so much venom he swore he didn't recognise the person that stood before him. "this is what i mean! we can't rasie a baby, especially not wieth that temper of yours."

regret filled jj from head to toe, "baby, i'm sorry i just got frustrated i-."

you walked away from him and out the front door as he jj trailed behind you. his eyes filled to the brim with tears, blurring his vision.

"y/n please." he pleaded with you, not wanting to let you go, because he knew deep down that if you left, you wouldn't come back and he would do anything to keep you close to him. he would hold your hand through this abortion just so he could have you around even though it was the last thing he wanted to do, because he loved you.

he finally caught up to you and grabbed your wrist which you snatched back straight away, "please, just don't touch me." you spat at him as you grabbed your keys out of your bag and unlocked your car.

you shook your head as you climbed into the drivers seat, "my friends were right."

"i should've never fucked a pouge."

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©harleyharlot

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[strawbs-screaming]

☆ Punch Out Boxers At The Beach ☆

WVBA beach episode (real)

Glass Joe

- has to apply a thick layer of sunscreen or he will regret it later

- people keep chucking beachballs at him & shooting him with waterguns

- made a sandcastle but it got knocked down :(

- keeps being thrown into the sea by anyone that can hold him

- keeps splashing people for fun

Von Kaiser

- also has to apply lots of sunscreen, adds a extra layer just in case

- Just floating on the sea, on his back, my mans flourishing

- that is until someone chucks a beachball at him

- hates how crusty he looks after getting out of the sea

- he has a grill & is currently making some burgers

Disco Kid

- uses sunscreen just in case the sun decides to be a little bit meaner

- at the cocktail bar, drinking drinks fruitier than him

- brought a snorkel so he can see all the fish & pretty shells

- collecting sea shells he found cool, Will hand them out randomly

- playing beach volleyball

- also splashing people

Piston Hondo

- making sure everyone has sunscreen on so nobody ends up with 3rd degree burn

- got jumpscared by a fish while deep diving

- made the best sandcastle ever

- hanging out with disco at the cocktail bar

- keeps tripping and getting a mouthful of sand because he forgot to take slippers & is using bear huggers extras that are way too big for him

King Hippo

- doesnt need sunscreen, somehow didnt get any burns, how? He wont spill his secrets

- hanging out near the shallows looking for cool rocks

- loves kaisers grilling

- keeps doing cannonballs & splashing everyone

Great Tiger

- got forced by piston hondo to wear sunscreen, he is thankful for that since the sun was scorching

- tried to protect joes sandcastle, failed miserably, Joe is still thankful

- playing beach volleyball with bull, don flamenco & aran ryan, uses his clones to get the ball back whenever it bounces away

- is the sand too hot for you & you forgot your slippers near the shore? No worries he'll get it for you

Don Flamenco

- used WAYYY too much sunscreen, out here looking like he got dipped in butter

- someone needs to stop him from ordering his 10th cocktail, sort of buzzed

- killing it while playing beach volleyball, bull is kinda concerned & but impressed

- victim of aran ryans watergun whether he likes it or not

- collecting sea shells & cool rocks for carmen : )

- tried surfing with Macho Man, almost drowned

Bear Hugger

- slightly burnt up & regrets not listening to hondo

- also slightly buzzed

- keeps doing cannonballs with King hippo, thinks its really fun

- trying to drift peacefully on his back but aran keeps annoying him

- tried to snorkel with disco but freaked out when seaweed touched his leg

- grilling with kaiser also

Aran Ryan

-BURNT, out here looking like a tomato & screaming in pain, don keeps whacking him on the back with a cold spoon whenever he acts like a dick

- grabbed disco kids leg while he was snorkeling & made him have a heart attack for a few seconds before he got kicked in the face once he realized aran was there

- dragging Joe to sea when hes bored

- keeps shooting people with waterguns

- pretended to be dead by laying facedown in the water to see if anyone would care, had a seagull land on his head instead

- worst beach volleyball player ever

Soda Popinski

- also burnt, coincidentally wore green swimming trunks & got called patrick star

- the drinks are from him 80% of the time, chugging soda like hell

- chatting with kaiser while he grills

- jokingly dunked aran in water, almost drowned him

- keeps getting his food stolen by seagulls, chased a seagull for his bagel

- dunked his head in the cooler whenever he felt like he was gonna have a heat stroke

Bald Bull

- used some sunscreen, somehow didnt get burnt

- suprisingly good at beach volleyball, don flamenco & him are pretty terrific at beach volleyball

- helped when kaisers grill broke, labeled a lifesaver because of that

- Just swam around with soda popinski & sandman while drinking beer

- got some sea water in his beer, still drank it anyway

- accidentally snorted sea water somehow

- had a "slight" moment of panic when a fish brushed by his legs (heart attack)

Super Macho Man

- didnt have any problems with the sun & tanned

- surfing & killing it (yasss peepaw get it)

- orders the most he/him drinks at the bar

- tried to collect sea shells, aran stole them

- trying to hold his breath as long as possible

- thinks he looks hot with wet hair, he looks like a mop & a wet cat

Mr Sandman

- used sunscreen thanks to piston hondo

- Just floated on his back in peace

- made a sand castle with piston hondo

- went to the deeper waters with bull, aran ryan & don flamenco, don had to hold on to bull for dear life because the water was at his chin & he didnt feel like drowning

- looked after kaisers grill when kaiser went swimming or took a break

#headcanon #punch out #bald bull #punch out wii #don flamenco #piston hondo #glass joe #aran ryan #great tiger #beach episode?? #crushes this post into a fine dust and snorts it