#nice fuckin kitty right there

[auroraluciferi]

#me holding a cat #trailer park boys #nice fuckin kitty right there

[imaginationblur]

NEW HOLO STICKERS!!

Tried something new with these and switched sticker producers, wanted just an overall better and higher quality and I think this is really it!

For the next week, use Code: HELLO30 if you buy more than 2 items in my shop 👀👀👀

#imagie kid draws #okay so. my cousin is starting a shop too right. and she is commissioning me to draw her designs! #and they all have been hello kitty stickers… she is so smart and creative I WISH I could show yall #but she is waiting. saving money to get a website and then produce the stickers AND I GOT INSPIRED #I was like- Dang! now I wanna make some hello kitty stickers :DDD #I think they look fuckin sick. the other stickers will be cool too! when she finished I’ll share that good stuff #etsy #hello kitty #hello kitty core #pom pom purin #keroppi #cinamaroll #Sanrio #hello kitty sticker #holo sticker #holographic #holographic aesthetic #these are so nice. glossy and soooo shiny #etsysmallbusiness #etsy small business #man I should get a website soon I just am so pissed off of the Etsy shipping prices BOTH domestic and international it’s FUCKED #or I’m just dumb #maybe that

[godblooded]

today i’m gay & tired and finally eating chocolate ice cream.

#ooc. katface. #scopo / #ooc. mikkelsen vc: this week on kat valentine's hannibal. #[every day is munday because I feel it. that’s just how it be. Mia’s home and resting and comfortable and the procedure went very well. now #just keep us in your thoughts because pray to fuckjng god she doesn’t have mds. if she does we have a plan. but it’d be nice if this one #thing went right. then she could treat the other thing. but she’s doing great and I’m incredibly nauseous and anxious but otherwise good. I #have food and a fuckin j at this point and I actually feel like writing for once. might do that. y’all are wonderful as always. I love you #so much new friends (that’s u kit that’s u tumble user unbearablyindifferent) I appreciate you keeping me sane during hospital time. I #appreciate you so fucking much and I haven’t talked kitty in an age but I miss my babie. okay let’s get shit goin. it’s the weekend.]

[m-ayo-o]

-> when the jjk men fuck the tightest girly around <3 tw# reader is small, unprotected sex, size kink, "fat" cock, tummy bulge, cervix fxcking +++++ reader's 🐱 is too small for them :( no sukuna bc i do not wish death upon the reader

18+ NSFW

Toji

Most women he meets are "tight" by his standards. He's used to it. He finds himself constantly dealing with complaints; too fucking big, it won't fit. But you... you're tighter. He knows he'll have to be careful. He rests his dick on your belly and just watches you panic for a minute. He looks at your body and how your legs are folded up and the way his hand seems to cover your whole midriff where he's holding you still. Your eyes dart down to his cock, that's just so... fat. He holds it in his hand and starts teasing you with the tip, sliding up and down, pushing you open. But he's just playing with you.

When you beg him just right he starts slotting himself inside while his predatory gaze fixes on your puffy lower stomach. You wonder why he's staring there so intently until you look down to see him sinking in, followed by the unmistakable rise of your stomach. Your eyes go wide. You've never seen anything like that before. He rests his hand there to feel himself and just gives you an arrogant smirk, loving your shocked reaction.

He leans in some more and your legs start trying to squeeze shut. He just gets all frustrated and mad that he can't stuff all his cock inside in one go, but he deals with it and sinks inside as far as you'll take him. Maybe he can get a nice cock ring to hug his base next time so he can get a little attention there as well. It feels wrong, not being balls deep inside you, but he knows he would literally tear you open if he got back any further.

"I'm not all the way in. Is that seriously all you can take? Pussy's so small, come here- oh, shit, tha's really the back, huh? Ok, ok, calm down, don't fuckin' cry, baby, I'll just sit nice and snug against you here- yeah, is that your cervix? It hurts? Look, there's still inches of me left, just let me have this, let me- ngh, don't tell me not to cum inside- I'll cum where I want, pretty girl."

Kento

It's your first time 'sleeping over' at his place and he's more fucking nervous than you. You've never even seen his dick before but when you unzip him while he's grabbing at his thighs trying to contain a moan you hold and squeeze him and he barely fits.

You're using two hands on his shaft and your tongue on his tip- now you can really see what you're dealing with your mouth is starting to water. You do your best to accommodate him with your mouth first, sucking only half his cock like some massive, thick lollypop. Then when he tugs at your hair and lifts you up onto his spread legs, you feel his sticky tip poking your cute pussy and you just have to try.

He lets you go down at your own pace as your body struggles with the circumference of his shaft. But he's getting in there, slowly, and he's groaning and sighing so beautifully you just have to keep going. You have to try to take him whole, but it just stops. You let out a squeal of frustration. But, to your pleasure, he just holds your back and starts moving his hips, guiding you over his massive member.

"Mmh- mm, fuck- both hands, honey, yeah- o-oh, your mouth, ah, is that the back of your throat, already? Okay, come up here, yeah keep your legs nice and wide- hold onto my shoulders, that's it. Mm, yeah, slower, slower, d-don't rush it, hah- ah, fuck! No, no, that's it you can't go any deeper, sweetie, don't worry please don't hurt yourself. That's enough. Good girl, let me do it now."

Satoru

This kitty got claws, and god damn he's gonna sink them into the fat of your ass when he's impatiently trying to get his dick in your cute little hole. He moans and cries and nearly pulls out to throw a fucking tantrum because he can't fit, but after scolding him and telling him you don't care how many inches he can get inside you his usual bravado returns. He holds the slim curve of your waist that just looks ridiculously tiny in his big hands and he just stares at where he's sinking in and out of you, getting your cream all over him.

He grabs your hair into a ponytail now, his thumb playfully slipping over your ass while he rails you with all he can give you and he starts to feel rather smug. Although he's not getting his usual treatment- a deep fucking that has sweet pussy juices of his lucky partner coating him right from base to the very tip of his perfectly curved cock- he is starting to enjoy the fact that he's just too long.

He's joked about it, sure, turning girls down, saying stuff like, 'you won't be able to handle me anyway, princess', or 'you should fuck my friend instead, his dick isn't as big'. But he didn't realise he'd ever actually find a girl so tiny that it just wasn't physically possible. It's not as if he needed an ego boost in that department, but he starts to enjoy the idea so much that he has to get his phone out to take a few pictures (that will definitely get a lot of use). Maybe he'll show Suguru, too, just to show off a little. But he really does need to get his whole cock coated, so maybe next time he'll try your ass.

"It won't fit!! Ugh, it's not fair, how come I ended up with the cutest most pretty girl who has the smallest puss- oh! Ok, I'm sorry, jesus! Don't take it so personally I just wanted to fuck you properly... tsk- yeah, at least you're all filled up, huh? Yeah? Oh, it really does feel good? Ok, ok fine let me fuck you like this I don't care- yeah, s'not my fault my dick is so big just- ugh, get on your knees, mmh- yeah show me that ass!"

Suguru

He tries to coax you open so gently and frowns like he's done something wrong, encouraging you as if he could expand the very walls of your vagina, as if he could relocate your cervix. He spits on your clit and rubs it around with his thumb in slow circles until you cream on him one more time and he sucks his teeth from that squeezing sensation that feels so much hotter because of how small you are.

And he's so fucking determined that it's his fault, but you know it's you, so you try to explain that it's all you can take and he almost doesn't believe you until he sees you wince in pain from where he's pressed against your cervix.

He looks so shocked and mesmerised, he has to pull all the way out and get his fingers inside you to check. His fingers are long and yes, they can reach close to the back too and you let out a little yelp at the familiar feeling of being filled. Two fingers. Two long, masculine fingers is all it takes and you're squirming and writhing around. He has to pin you down and sink his cock back in with new found urgency now, telling you to pinch at his nipples if you need him to ease up.

"Baby, baby shh, I know you can take some more, just- yeah, try to relax, let me open you up- mmh- maybe you just need one more, one more- that's it. No way? I can't get any fucking deeper? I- I've never fucked a girl with such a cute pussy- no it's okay don't say sorry, you're gorgeous- so fucking tight it's making me dizzy. Uh uh, no you won't just suck me off instead I'm going to fuck you stupid just don't let me hurt you, ok?"

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[ceilidho]

prompt: IKEA soap/reader fic. PART 1. tags: dubcon

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You duck behind a stack of boxes when you hear Johnny come whistling into the warehouse.

He shouts your name out somewhere off on the other side of the warehouse, voice echoing through the building. You keep absolutely still, fingers clamped around the clipboard that’s pressed close to your chest. Even your breathing slows, open-mouthed so as to keep it almost soundless. It’s strategic. You’ve gotten good at making yourself invisible back here, practically melting into the stack of boxes. 

A minute or two goes by with repeated calls of your name, echoing from different parts of the warehouse like Johnny’s making the rounds. Searching for you. He’s probably been looking around the store for ages, with his track record. Someone must have let it slip that you were assigned to inventory today instead of being out on the floor. 

You only let out a sigh when it’s been long enough that any reasonable person might have given up on trying to find you in the loading dock.

“Hiding from someone?” a deep voice asks from behind you.

Your gut all but self-ejects. When you turn around, he’s standing there in the same bright blue shirt that you also wear. His is stretched tight across his chest though, like it’s a size too small. You wonder sometimes if it’s on purpose. It’s hard not to let your eyes wander, but by now you’ve trained yourself to keep your eyes level when speaking to Johnny. 

“Nope,” you squeak. “Just…you know…counting. Counting boxes and…stacks.”

He laughs, loud enough to make you startle. It’s far too enthusiastic, like you told a particularly funny joke instead of stumbling over your words and you still don’t actually know if he finds you funny or not. 

“Cool,” Johnny says, taking a step closer to you. The clipboard doesn’t feel sufficient enough to put any real distance between the two of you. “Thought I could maybe come hang out with ye back here. Dinnae want ye to feel lonely.”

“Nope, not lonely at all. Totally peachy. Actually glad I could catch a break from…everyone.” You take a step back.

He follows you, another step forward. “Aye, dinnae worry, I get what ye mean. Some of the others—” he whistles, “—right buggers. Glad to catch a break myself as well.”

A bead of sweat rolls down the back of your neck. “Aren’t you supposed to be…out in the front? I, uh, don’t want you to get in trouble with Jeff—”

“Ah, Jeff’s fine, kitty, dinnae worry about me,” Johnny coos, sounding pleased as punch. He takes you at face value instead of reading into the set of your jaw and the way you keep inching away from him as he gets closer to you, convinced that you genuinely in your heart care about whether he gets written up or not. “They fuckin’ love me, ye ken? Think he wants ta take me out for lunch tomorrow, but told him I’d only go if he invited ye as well.”

“Oh. That’s nice,” you whisper instead of screaming. You’re doing that a lot these days. Talking through the scream bubbling behind your front teeth. 

“Would ye want ta then?” he asks, suddenly in your face, three quick steps bridging the gap between you in barely a second, hardly enough time for you to blink. You blink and it’s just Johnny, in startling definition. Thick eyebrows and scar across his chin, the bridge of his nose perfect like he’s never broken it before. “Grab some lunch with me?”

“I, uh…I brought my lunch from home.”

“It’s a’right, I’ll buy it for ye, hen. Dinnae need ta waste your money.” Sometimes when he talks to you, he gets like this, fervent and almost desperate. He seems only half aware of it. “Ye like that mediterranean place nearby, right? Seen ye go there once or twice; wanted ta tag along, but dinnae want ta alarm ye.”

“You saw me go there?” you repeat. 

“Aye, happened ta glance out the window when ye were on your lunch break. Back before management changed my break time. Cheers for that as well because it was really startin’ ta bother me, ye ken? Not being able ta eat with my favourite coworker.” 

You never know how to respond when Johnny lets on a bit too much about how he feels about you. Sometimes he slips up and it comes rushing out, a big spool of thread unwinding in front of you.  

“Yeah, well…I don’t know about today but maybe…” you say, trailing off. There’s a danger in just brushing him off, you feel. 

“Tomorrow then,” he decides, grin still splitting his face. “I’m no’ on the schedule, but I can drop by at your lunch break and go with ye. How’s that sound?”

“Well, you know…it sounds…” He’s close enough now that if you lean forward, you’ll faceplant in between his pecs. Despite everything, you have to slightly fight the urge. Sometimes you think it’d be easier if he weren’t so absurdly gorgeous. It doesn’t make any of his actions okay, it doesn’t excuse his behaviour just because he’s pretty, yet still he pulls you in somehow, magnetic. “It sounds—you know, actually, I think Jeff wanted to talk to me about something, so if you don’t mind—”

Johnny tries to say something, but you manage to duck around him and scurry off, disappearing into the stacks of boxes before pressing forward until you burst out the main doors out of the warehouse. It leads to a hall that goes towards the store, but you haul it to the women’s washroom instead. The one place he can’t follow you inside. 

In the washroom, you can finally breathe. Resting your hands on either side of the sink, you look into the mirror where haggard eyes with deep circles underneath stare back at you. 

You flinch when one of the toilets flush and the stall door opens, another coworker stepping out. 

“Did I hear Johnny outside?” she asks, taking the sink beside you to wash her hands. You nod, still tongue tied. “He really follows you everywhere, huh?”

For a second, your shoulders relax. “God, I know, he’s always just hovering—”

She cuts you off, sighing dreamily. “You’re so lucky. He’s so hot, it’s unreal. I can’t believe he works here, like that’s insane. I’d kill to have him as obsessed with me as he is with you.”

“He’s—he’s not into me, he’s just…you know, he just hovers.”

The water shuts off. Your coworker shoots you a dubious look, almost mocking. “Yeah, alright. Sure. Not into you. Not like he hangs off your every word. You don’t have to be humble—we’re already jealous. It’s like rubbing it in when you pretend like it’s totally normal.”

You slump, defeated, when she leaves without drying her hands. It’s moot to try and commiserate with anyone. They don’t see him the way you do, not for who he is. Your coworkers love Johnny; you’ve seen someone genuinely fistpump after being scheduled with him. 

They don’t see any of the weird shit though. They don’t see the way he insists on walking you to your car well into the evening after a closing shift together. They don’t notice the way Johnny laughs a little too hard and with too much vigour when someone calls him your shadow, his eyes just a little too bright and fervent. 

They’re never around to see him ask if you want to sit on his lap while he shows you how to use the forklift in the backroom. They’ve never seen him beg management to let him take his breaks with you and doesn't let you have a moment of peace, just sits with you in the breakroom or follows you to your car when you say that you're going out for lunch. 

Sometimes you look at him and think, this guy should not be in the Appliance section of a big box store. Johnny should be on the front cover of magazines, in commercials for toothpaste, acting in Hallmark movies, or maybe hand modelling for obscenely ornate watch companies that cost the equivalent of a mortgage—not handing out free samples of sliced cheese.

That was then.

It starts like this: an overeager sales associate who butts his way to the front of the line on your first day. 

You think at first that you’re golden. It seems like a sweet deal—an easy enough job, maybe not what you went to school for, but still something to pass the time and not too backbreaking. Plus, the guy shaking your hand and chatting up a storm in front of you is making you melt inside. He’s easy on the eyes—all bright smiles, effortless charm, either just brushing or exactly six feet, and built. Broad shouldered and lean. 

Johnny’s a model employee as well—knows the handbook inside and out, and shows you the ropes on your first day along with the assistant manager giving you a tour of the store, which is helpful because there’s at least three floors that you could easily get lost on. He walks elderly customers to their cars with their bags, shows up to work early for every shift, always with a smile and a positive attitude, and you find out early on that management loves him because of his frankly incredible sales record. 

(And you get it too; you can’t imagine anyone looking into those gorgeous blue eyes and turning him down.)

He's also a spokesperson for the company in all of their internal training videos because he was hired through some “Jobs for Vets” program that they just rolled out. The guy can also stack things on a shelf like no one's business, products lined up with military precision (hence the ex-military status). 

All in all, you can’t help feeling like for once in your life, you didn’t draw the short stick. 

Then one day, you’re alone with Johnny in the breakroom early in the morning before the store has opened yet and he turns to you with a wide, boyish grin and says apropos of nothing, “Named my fleshlight after you.”

You think your brain skips a couple tracks like a record player. You rewind and replay what was just said to you. There’s no two ways about it—you must have misheard him. Of course you did because surely your coworker of two months didn’t just look you in the eyes and say with a sweet sunshine smile that he named his sex toy after you. 

He doesn’t laugh, just stands there and smiles while stirring sugar into his coffee. He takes it black. You take note of that because the brain still has to work when the mind shuts down momentarily, so you use it instead to catalogue things around the breakroom. One of the motivational posters hanging near the door is hung a bit off-centre. The fluorescent lightbulb on the far side of the room is dimmer than the others. Johnny’s eyes have a little light spot in them like the tip of an ocean wave.

“Excuse me?” you ask, dumbfounded. Your voice sounds hollow even to you.

“I named her after ye,” he repeats, not a trace of shame in his voice. “Used ta not have a name at all, but figured since I say it so much when I’m enjoyin’ her, she might as well share it with ya.” 

He stares at you after saying that, letting it hang in the air. Your brain chooses that moment to come back online and all it can do is load that image of Johnny home alone with his fleshlight, toes curled in his sheets and the muscles of his legs straining as he moans your name. All you can do is give a little awkward laugh, growing more uncomfortable by the second the longer he stares at you without blinking. 

Then, something passes over his eyes and suddenly he's back to normal, laughing and clapping you on the arm before wandering off to the men's apparel section. 

It leaves you reeling for the rest of the day, sure you imagined it. It recontextualizes a few things for you though. He’s always been on the handsy side, verging on inappropriate, but skirting just enough around the edges of it that you usually brush off Johnny’s weird behaviour. Chalk it up to annoying little brotherly tendencies. You know he has a few older sisters anyway; you figured it was just how he related to women in his environment.

Not so. 

It escalates after that initial escalation. Not that things started off on an appropriate note, but at least before you could rationalize most of his quirks.

Now it’s this: his hand on your lower back during work hours when you’re busy helping a customer and he sidles up next to you, pinkie brushing so low on your back that you worry for a second that he might slip it down the back of your pants. Lifting you up by the hips whenever you have a hard time reaching something on a shelf instead of just reaching up and grabbing it for you. A complete misuse of his height. He digs his fingers into your sides and never lets you go right away when he puts you down. 

“Aw shit, bonnie,” he coos when you complain about it hurting you. “Dinnae mean ta hurt ye. Want me to give ye a little massage in the breakroom?” 

You learn quickly that there’s no point in complaining about his behaviour to anyone. You can't complain to any of your coworkers because the second you so much as criticize his work, they bark at you to be nice to him. He's just re-acclimating to civilian life, of course he's not perfect at his job yet, they say. They defend him almost viciously; the real jealous ones even tell on you in front of him, leaving you to stand there embarrassed and on the spot until Johnny just smiles and says that it's alright. That you'll just have to teach him better. 

There’s not much you can do besides grin and bear it. You can hope one day that you'll get transferred; you don't have much hope for him being transferred. Not with how endeared he is to management.

When you finally open the door, ready to leave the bathroom and get back to work, you nearly scream when Johnny lurches off the wall across from the bathroom door where he’s been leaning. Waiting for you.

“C’mon, hen,” he says, all teeth. “Lemme walk ye back ta work.”

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[hewwokitti]

Brat (JJ Maybank x Reader)

It’s not like you mean to be a brat sometimes it just comes out. You know JJ doesn’t like when you’re rude and you’re good- at least getting better- at controlling your mouth but your facial expressions need work. So that's how you found yourself with JJ’s hand firmly on the back of your neck, pushing you into the chateau after sneering at something John B said.

“How many- How many fuckin times do i have to tell ya to fix your damn face huh? I ain’t playin with you today. Get your ass in there”

Yup you’re screwed.

He bullies you inside, smacking the globe of your ass all the while.

“JJ.. I’m sorry, I-“ you’re cut off as he roughly grabs your face, making you squeal.

“Yeah… Yeah you’re boutta be REAL sorry here soon dolly. You know where I want you c’mon.”

And you do, assuming the usual position on the bed, ass up, cheek against the undone bed. He comes up behind you, rough hand pushing your face into the mattress even more. “I keep tellin you kitty to play nice huh? don’t need you bein a bitch to my friends.” JJ emphasizes his words by pushing your face harder, making you cry out.

“Shh shh shhh” he utters condescendingly, while flipping your flimsy skirt up, rubbing the now exposed flesh. “don’t want them to hear how much of a bitch ya are for papa hmm?”

You screw your eyes shut, whimpering softly. He’s right, the pouges are right outside and any loud sounds would be sure to make their way to your shared friend’s ears.

Your thoughts are cut off by the sharp sting of JJ’s hand colliding with your ass, feeling the flesh jiggle at the impact “Answer me” he barks.

“n-no!!” you wail. JJ grins.

He pulls your head up by your hair, leaning over you, lips pressed against your ear. “Now, you’re gonna be good for me hmm? gonna take this dick then, ya gonna walk this ass,” he grabs a handful tightly, making your eyes roll back, “back out there n apologize”

“Y-Yes im sorry!” you say.

“mmm save it, you’re not sorry yet.” JJ says, as he throws your head back down. “Don’t even wanna look at ya right now, got me pissed the fuck off, that what you wanted?” He unbuckles his pants and ties the belt around your neck like a collar, using the long tail like a leash.

He rams into you, making you let out a garbled scream as he pounds into you, teeth bared giving you his all.

“Yeah, this is what you needed. Gotta get the bitch fucked outta ya don’t ya? Fuckin whore.”

The tight belt around your neck makes your head swim, all you can feel is JJ… JJ… JJ.

“Nah nah nah what’s my name kitty?”

You hadn’t realized you’ve been saying that aloud but with the way your blood circulation has been cut off, you can’t realize anything other than his dick deep in your guts. “D-daddy-y-y” you whine out, speech almost incoherent with the rhythm of his bruising thrusts.

“That’s right kitty, I’m your daddy, I’m your fucking daddy… jesus kitty you’re squeezing the life outta me SHIT you’re such a WHORE”

His harsh words make your eyes roll back, the only thing keeping your face up is JJ’s pull of the belt. The moans you let out are staccato, more like high pitched grunts, long nails clawing at the belt but not tapping out yet.

“O-oh man, you gonna cum kitty? don’t lie to me, can fuckin FEEL it” JJ spits out.

You nod vigorously, unable to speak, pushing back against him as best you can.

“FU-Uck yeah kitty cum with me c’mon” he let’s go of the belt, the rush of blood back into your head makes you squirt around him, screaming his name between gasps of breath as you flop onto the bed. JJ growls as he empties inside, thrusts slowing but not stopping making your toes curl with the overstimulation.

“There ya go kitty hmm? don’t that feel better?” He rubs your back as you let out little gasps and twitches.

After a while, once he’s calmed you down enough, he’s helping you clean up, getting you into comfy PJs.

“Okay mama, you good?” he holds your face in his hands, lifting it up casually to inspect your throat, a red rim of his belt mark makes him feel just the tiniest bit bad. He massages it as you croak out “‘m good now J”

He hums in response, “A’ight then, up you get, there’s some apologies ya gotta make now hmm?”

reblogs n likes apreciated! lemme know ur thoughts are requests

thank you to @rafeysdoll (ofc) @siriusly-star-crossed, @monkichixo for proofreading!

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[strawbsj]

ik hanni's so soft, but can you make a fic like I kinda wanna see her as a fuck girl 😭 liek girlie be fuckin girls left and right

And she's like a bball/foot ball player and ur like innocent and ofc a VIRGIN

Mean gp hanni please, and also take ur time 😓

Pairings: G!p Fuck girl basketball player Hanni x fem reader!

Word count: 1,4

Warnings: unprotected sex (don’t be silly wrap your Willy), use of aphrodisiac, manipulation, corruption kink, p in v, fuck girl hanni, virgin reader, reader gets called kitty, little bit of teasing, not proofread, and just filthy smut!!

Jwans note: I managed to make this kinda soft🫣🤷‍♀️

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You hated basketball, and you hated Hanni. Or maybe you hated basketball because of hanni?

Hanni was one of the most popular basketball players in your whole school, and the most arrogant one. She had girls literally flooding her house everyday or all over her in the school cafeteria.

You’ve heard some of the nastiest rumors about her, from the same girls that she has fucked dumb and threw away the next day, it got to the point that there were no more girls to fuck in your school, she had to “re-fuck” and that was one of the things that she hated. She wanted something new and different, not something she already got to have her fun with. She got bored easily and that’s just her habit.🤷‍♀️

You hated her because of her mean attitude and the way she treated the girls after she got to have her fun with them. Well hate is a big word, dislike is more like it.

You never hanged out with type of people like Hanni. She was way out of your league and you liked your own small group of friends. You guys weren’t nerd but you weren’t popular, you guys just had your grades on the top of the list. You cared for your future and career. So after the cute kindergarten crush and date you had, you never went out nor had some kind of hook up in some available room in those frat parties like most people your age did.

You heard the unnecessary rumor in your school, about your friend group being a pack of losers and virgins. You have no idea who spread that information, but there was nothing to deny except the losers part. You honestly didn’t know what was wrong with being a virgin or not having much experience. But still you had to torment the laughing of the mean girls and the laughing of the fuck girls.

Hanni found the thing, quite alluring actually. The idea of fucking a virgin pussy and virgin mouth, didn’t fail to make blood pressure in her cock and also she’d put you in the list of the girls she has already fucked, so it’s a win win situation for her.

But the real question is…How will she get you under her spell?! You were a hard person to impress or to make a move on, so if she acted nice and kind around you, that won’t impress you.She need more smart and easy way to blind you under the sheets.

The teacher has been nagging about her needing a tutor because of the constant basketball practice and the basketball games. So she have been missing out on lots. Hanni recommended you as her tutor, you were shocked that she even acknowledged you, you were gonna deny but the wide smile the teacher gave and the loud “Good choice” she muttered made you change your mind and accept being her tutor. What is the worse that could happen?

Days come and go as fast as wind, and here you are in front of her door, the first tutoring session. Bringing your hand to knock on the wooden surface. You gave two soft knocks, and not long after, a figure stood tall in front of you. She was wearing grey sweatpants and her teams basketball shirt.

You couldn’t help but let your eyes travel down to her crotch, the visible little bump in there. She saw how you eyed her length she gave a little dirty chuckle. “Shall we go inside?”

You gulped before meeting her lust filled eyes and nodded hurriedly. The little look she had on her face, made anticipation burn right under your belly button.

You sat down on her black leather couch crossing your legs and she stood in front of you.

“Do you want coffee, tee or juice?” She asked you heading towards her kitchen, you registered what she said. “Juice is fine!” You answered politely.

You waited for her patiently, your bag on your lap, playing with all of the cool zippers and pockets before her figure came with a tray of what you think is Orange Juice and heart chocolates. You honestly don’t know about this combo of Orange juice and chocolate, but you are here as a guest so you must be grateful for what she offers you.

You took the glass of juice from the tray and took a little sip, she offered you heart chocolates with a little smirk. Your heart told you to not take it but your brain shouted otherwise and you obviously went with your brain.

“Taste these new chocolates, I bought them from a cool shop near here!”

You mumbled a low ‘thank you’ and took a bite from the heart chocolate. “It’s good!” You said with a warm smile on your face. “I know” she smiled back at you, or not a smile, it was more like a grin.

You started the tutoring session, it was going peacefully and perfectly, before you felt your panties soaked, you were so wet that you swore that there is a probably a stain on her couch. But what confused you was,why were you aroused? There was no particular reason for you to be this wet.

You felt that your clit was ten times more sensitive and you felt like a horny rabbit, even the slightest touches of her hand on your burning form was enough to make the most sinful noises come out. She saw how you were biting your lip or stuttering when her knee brushed against yours. The drug finally did it work and she loved seeing you in this vulnerable state.

You tried rubbing your soaked pussy against the couch, but soon stopped due to the noises that threatened to fall. She wrapped her hand on your thigh, dangerously close to your heat.

She started groping and rubbing the soft flesh. And you couldn’t help yourself and you let out a moan, your hand immediately found it way on top of your mouth, your eyes wide at the sound you just let out.

She gave once again one of her dirty chuckles “if you want me to touch you this badly you could just tell me kitty!” Her index and middle finger found it way over your clothed clit and started rubbing it.

“Fuck- baby you have a waterfall down here” your breath hitched, your brain too occupied with pleasure and the feeling of wanting more that you are not processing what she said. She took off your pants and started toying with your soaked pussy, playing with your folds, thrusting her knuckles in then pulling immediately out, or pinching your sensitive pearl.

And suddenly all of her touches were gone. Her sweats were getting too uncomfortable and suffocating for her, with one swift motions her clothing was discarded on the same pile as your pants.

She aligned herself with your walls before pushing in, your virgin pussy suffocating her cock in the most delicious way ever.

“Fuck kitty, your pussy is hugging me so tight.” Her eyes were shut close and yours were too. Your sobs echoed through the room walls, you were desperate for more. Her hips started rocking against yours gently, the head of her cock discovering places nobody has ever visited. She gripped on your waist like she could just collapse any moment, the grip so tight that you are sure there is now a red or purple marks there

“I’m the first and only one who is going to run this pussy” she muttered before her face leaned against yours, her lips swallowing your high pitched moans.

Her pace started being desperate, hammering her hips against yours, sweaty skin slapping sounds echoing, moans and groans the only thing your brain processing. Her lips captured yours, the kiss messy and sloppy, exchanging saliva and her tongues sucking on yours.

Your pussy was now swallowing her length even tighter, “Hanni I-I’m close” you uttered, it was more like a moan but she could understand you.

“M-me too kitty m-me too!” She groaned. Her tips continued abuse made you clench once more around her before your orgasm washed over you, leaving you exhausted. Your first ever orgasm.

You felt your insides being flooded with warm sticky liquid and you realized that she came. She snuggled onto you, her hands wrapping around your exhausted form. And your hands around her neck. You knew that you had to take a shower soon, but you want to enjoy this moment for now.

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[caseykaydoodlesnonsense]

guess what. more messy sketches for u. this time a From Memory drawing of my minecraftsona farming in eir cave :3

#minecraft #AND ey's a fuckin. feline origin we love this for me #why did I decide to live in a cave when I have weak kitty arms and can't mine? it's pretty #that's it it's So fuckin pretty and I love the new lush caves and this one is so nice #like stars....... #anyway Ya there should technically be like trees and bamboo on the right side but I couldn't be bothered #undescribed

[xxbimbobunnyxx]

Run, Kitty, Run

Summary: When Rafe catches you touching yourself without his permission he decides to teach you a lesson you won’t forget. (Technically part 2 to this blurb but can be read as a standalone) Wk: 3.1k

Warnings: Heavy Dom/Sub dynamics, pet play, predator/prey kink, choking, spanking, unprotected sex, leashing, mask kink?, daddy kink, hair pulling, breeding kink, overstimulation, sliiiight anal play if you squint. 18+MDNI! (Shout out to @babygorewhore for being my always sexy beta.)

Rafe bursts through the bedroom door, slamming it open hard enough that it hits the wall. The sudden intrusion makes you jump so high you nearly fall off the bed. You hastily pull your fingers that were inserted knuckle deep from your pussy, your wide eyes landing on your not so happy looking boyfriend.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” He practically growls as he stalks forward, grabbing you by the ankle so he can pull you to the edge of the bed.

“Daddy I - I was just - you weren’t here and I -“

“Daddy I was just - you weren’t here - wah wah wah, quit that shit out. You know exactly what you were doing. Tell me.” He leans over you on the bed, his large hand roughly taking hold of your jaw.

“I was… touching myself without your permission… but-“ You’re sentence is cut short when Rafe squeezes your cheeks together so tight it shuts your mouth.

“No buts, kitty. You broke my rules, plain and simple.” He uses his hold on you to shake your head from side to side, tutting at you. “You know daddy checks the cameras when he’s out, dumb little kitten. It’s almost like you wanted to get caught.”

It’s not that you wanted to get caught, it's just that you didn’t think he would catch you. He was supposed to be out night boating with Topper and Kelce where he didn’t have service. You didn’t think he’d still be checking the cameras. He usually did when he was out, just to make sure everything was square at home. Also to make sure you were following his rules. Which usually you did. But every once in a while you’d try and test his limits, and today you were just so bored and horny. So you figured it wouldn’t hurt. Wrong.

“Daddy, I’m sorry! I’m really sorry! I just missed you so much and-“ his hand leaves your jaw in favor of your throat, squeezing just enough to make you shut up.

“The fuck did I say about excuses?” His hand tightens around your neck causing the little bell on your collar to jingle. The sound gives Rafe an idea, a devilish smirk spreading across his lips. “You know kitty, this collar looks real nice on you. I love the sound it makes when you’re bouncing on my cock... But I think we should really put this little bell to the test though. What do you think, baby? Wanna go for a little ride?”

“A ride? Rafe-“ He gives you a stern look, correcting you without words. “Daddy, I’m literally in my pajamas and in bed. So, no, I don’t particularly want to go for a ‘little ride’ right now.”

“Are you really gonna give me a fucking attitude? You wanna push your luck, little girl?” He practically growls, squeezing your throat once more before releasing it. You don’t even have time to gasp for air because he’s standing up and pulling you up by your shoulders in one swift motion. “Get your ass up and get in the truck. Now.”

“Can I at least get my shoes on?” He scoffs, rolling his eyes at you.

“No. No shoes. Get a fuckin’ move on, you’re only making this worse for yourself, kitty girl. You have three minutes to have your ass in the truck or I’m going to spank it until you can’t sit for a week.” He taps your cheek twice with his palm before turning away from you and walking towards the door. You scramble to your feet, following him like a kitten to milk.

“You’re seriously not going to tell me where we are going?” Rafe has been silent the entire ten minute car ride, completely ignoring anything and everything you’re saying to him. You gave up for a few minutes, but your patience is wearing thin.

“You’ll see, baby. Just think I need to remind you what happens when you break my rules s’all.” He smirks to himself, not even sparing you a glance. He turns the truck down a dirt road and continues driving until the road disappears and the only thing left surrounding you is trees. He pulls up to the edge of the tree line, putting the car in park.

“So here’s what’s gonna happen.” Rafe takes his seat belt off, turning towards you. “You’re gonna get out of this car, and you’re gonna run. If you can manage to keep away from me for more than ten minutes I’ll just fuck you into the dirt. If I get you before that? I’m beating that little ass with my belt until it’s raw.

“Rafe, seriously? I’m not even wearing shoes… I’m in my fucking tiny nightgown!” Was he serious? He’s done this one other time but it was pre planned. You knew where you were. There were rules put in place. And you had fucking shoes on.

“You’re seriously still giving me a fuckin’ attitude?” He weaves his fingers through your hair, gathering it in his hand so he can pull your head up to look at him. “I’d really consider checking that shit if I was you.”

He gives your hair a harsh tug, eliciting a moan from you before releasing you from his hold. You watch as he opens the center console, pulling out a ski mask and the little pink chain leash that goes with your collar. He pulls the ski mask over his head and smirks at you damn near sadistically, his lips looking plump through the slit in the black material. You clench your thighs at the sight. As annoyed with Rafe as you were, you couldn’t deny that the thought of him chasing you through the woods in nothing but your silk nightgown was making your pussy leak onto his leather seats through the thin material of your tiny thong.

“I’ll give you a two minute head start. Better start running, kitty.” He leans over you to grab the door latch, pushing it open for you. He looks over at you, his blue eyes roaming your figure before meeting your own. He brings his face close to yours and you almost think he’s going to kiss you. But instead he just smirks. “Go.”

Part of you wants to stay put. Roll your eyes, glare at him, tell him to fuck off. But the other part of you? The part that wants Rafe to shove you on your knees and fuck you into the ground? That part wins. You jump down from the truck, your bare feet landing in the mud. It wasn’t raining now, but it was this morning so the ground was still wet. You wiggle your toes in the brown muck before looking over your shoulder at your boyfriend. You send him a smirk and take off.

You aren’t a huge runner so you aren’t super confident that you’ll be able to keep away from Rafe’s large form for a full ten minutes, but honestly? You love it when he spanks you and he’s going to fuck you either way, so you don’t really care if you do or not.

You dash to the left, weaving through the trees to the best of your ability in the dark. The mud sticks between your toes and small branches scape against your skin, your heart is pounding in your chest and your thighs are sticking together slightly from how wet you are. You aren’t very far from the truck when you hear a branch snap near you.

“Here, kitty kitty kitty, come out, come out wherever you are….” A chill runs down your spine and the throbbing in your core increases at the sound of Rafe’s taunting voice. You turn on your heel and run in the direction you’re pretty sure is opposite from him. “Ohhhh kitty, daddy can hear that pretty little bell.”

You duck behind a tree, crouching as you try to calm your ragged breathing. You hold the little bell between your thumb and forefinger, attempting to get it to stop jingling against your chest. You hear the sound of shoes crunching leaves so you peek out from behind the tree. Rafe is standing with his back to you about fifty feet away. Part of him is obscured by the trees but you can see his broad shoulders filling out his black button up deliciously and the ski mask adorned on his head. You take the chance to stand and ease away from the tree but when you’re backing up your heel hits a twig and it has his head whipping towards you. You make a dash for it, weaving back through the trees.

“It’s only been six minutes and you’re already losing… I can see you, kitty girl.” You whip your head around and sure enough, Rafe isn’t too far behind you, stalking towards you with the mask on. You can’t see his face but you can just make out the feral look in his eyes and the Cheshire grin on his lips through the mask's slits. You let out a little involuntary yelp, turning back around to assess your surroundings. You see a cluster of bushes almost completely concealed by trees and rush behind it, slipping between the brush.

You put your hand over your mouth to quiet your breathing, listening carefully for any signs of your boyfriend but you don’t hear anything. You peak through the bushes, your eyes searching for him to the best of your ability in the darkness. You don’t see anything so you let out a shaky breath causing the little bell around your neck to jingle against your sternum. You grab onto it, frantically looking and listening for any sign of Rafe. After a few seconds it seems like it’s all clear so you start to shuffle backwards out of the brush, only to smack into something hard.

“HA! Looks like I caught myself a kitten.” Rafe’s arm locks around your shoulders from behind, using his grip to whip your body around towards him. He grabs onto your throat, that nearly sinister smirk ever present on his lips. “You’re mine now.”

He squeezes your throat, stepping his body towards you. He uses his grip on your neck to push your back against the nearest tree, his eyes roaming your figure. Your hair is a tangled mess, your nipples are peaked and prominent through the thin silky material of your nightgown that’s smeared with dirt, little pieces of twig and brush sticking to parts of it.

“Look at you, dirty little slut. Bet you’re so fucking wet from this, huh?” His free hand comes up between your legs so he can cup your lace covered core and sure enough his palm nearly sticks to the material. “Always so fucking wet for me, even when I’m chasing you through the woods like fuckin’ prey, aren’t you baby? Such a pathetic little whore… You did good, but it’s only been nine minutes and forty seconds. So, it looks like I’m going to have to spank your little ass still.”

“Rafe, are you kidding? It’s twenty seconds!!” You whine.

“Too fucking bad. I said ten minutes, I meant that shit. And the fuck did I say about that god damn attitude, huh?” His black fabric encased eyes drink you in as his tongue darts out to lick his bottom lip. The hand on your throat reaches into his back pocket, pulling out the thin pink leash. He hooks it to the collar before tugging it downward. “Down, kitty.”

“I’m sorry daddy.” You kneel in front of him, looking up at him with wide eyes and a pout on your lips.

“That’s cute, baby. As much as I love you all apologetic on your knees for me, I want you on all fours. And your little innocent act isn’t gonna cut it this time, you’re still getting your shit wrecked.” He chuckles darkly as he takes a step back, yanking the leash with him. It causes you to lose your balance, your hands falling forward into the mud. He walks around behind you with the leash still pulled tight, cutting your airway off just right.

“I was gonna give you ten, but since you almost made it I’m gonna give you five.” You hear his belt buckle clanking before you feel the cool leather against the swell of your silk covered ass. He uses his hand that still has the leash wrapped around it to push your nightgown up before grabbing onto your panties and yanking them down to pool at your knees.

“Count.” The harsh slap of the expensive leather against your skin causes you to yelp and jolt forward, tightening the leash around your neck in the process, making you gag.

“One.” You whimper out, adjusting your knees so the leash is tugging against your throat less, but still tugging. The slight cut off in your air supply was making your head spin in the best way.

“Good, now say ‘thank you daddy.’”

“Thank you daddy.” Another smack lands on the same spot, the sound echoing through the trees. “Two, thank you daddy.”

Three and four come in succession, one on each cheek and you count each one, making sure to thank him after.

“Arch your back more.” He growls, pulling the leash upwards and using the toe of his expensive loafer to push against the middle of your back, causing your ass to arch further in the air. You hear the belt whoosh through the air before the final and hardest blow lands.

“Fuck! F - five! Thank you daddy!” You hear the sound of his belt hitting the ground before he’s kneeling behind you, one of his large hands gripping onto the fat of your tender ass. He pulls it to the side, spreading you open.

“Look how fucking wet that got you, your pussy is practically dripping. My little slut likes getting chased, huh?” He leans down, sinking his teeth into the already red skin of your ass before gliding his tongue over the bite mark. The tips of his fingers gather your wetness, shoving them knuckle deep inside you. He immediately starts fucking them into you fast and hard causing a loud moan to rip through you. “You fuckin’ like that shit? I want you to cum for me.”

“Yes daddy, yes I love it. Feels so fucking good. Wanna cum on your cock.” You push your hips back against his hand and he tugs on the leash to keep you in place.

“Quit squirming.” His thumb presses against your clit, rubbing quick circles on the sensitive bud. He curls his fingers against your sweet spot, pistoning them inside you just right. He leans down to spit on your asshole and it drips down onto your cunt, sending you over the edge.

“Oh fuuuuckkk!” Your walls clench around his fingers, a milky white gathered at the base of them.

“You wanna break my rules? Talk back? Act like a brat fuckin’ all week? I think this will shut you up.” Rafe rips your panties from around your knees, pulling them off your feet before leaning forward to shove them in your mouth. He pulls his cock from his pants, lining it up with your entrance so he can push inside you in one rough thrust. He doesn’t give you time to think before he’s fucking you at a brutal pace. “Look at you, pathetic little kitty all stuffed full and covered in mud.”

You moan around your panties, drool dripping down the sides of your mouth through the material. Rafe’s fingers find your clit again, circling it in time with his rough thrusts.

“Yeah, fuckin’ take that dick, slut. Gimme another one, cream on it.” He repositions his hips and the new angle has his cock hitting that perfect spot inside you. You cum hard, white hot pleasure coursing through your body. Mud coats your legs and arms, the motion of your body sending speckles of it up onto your face and baby pink nightgown. It’s all so animalistic and you don’t think you’ve ever been this turned on in your life.

“Another, cum for me again kitty. Be a good little whore for daddy.” You shake your head, groaning around the lace between your lips. You know what he’s doing, Rafe gets off on the power trip of overstimulating you until you can’t take it anymore, and even then, he keeps going.

“Don’t fuckin’ tell me no, cum.” His thumb comes up to circle around your asshole and that’s all it takes to have you cumming for him again. “Yeah, that’s it, gimme that shit, good little kitty.”

Rafe continues to thrust into you deep and hard, his fingers continuously circling your abused clit. He makes you cum two more times before he pulls out of you abruptly, grabbing you by the hips to manhandle you onto your back. He shoves his cock back inside you before picking the leash up again and resuming his brutal pace. He grabs the panties from your mouth, tossing them aside.

“Lemme hear those pretty little moans, kitty girl.” Rafe pushes the ski mask up over his mouth, leaning down to connect your lips in a bruising kiss. He tugs down on the leash while he thrusts up into you. He kisses down your jaw before biting down onto the juncture of your neck, certainly leaving an imprint of his teeth behind. He leans up on his knees, pushing the mask up off his head, causing his bangs to fall down on his forehead. He grabs your legs, hooking them over his shoulders so that his cock hits even deeper inside you.

“Fuck daddy, I want your cum, want you to fill me up.”

“Yeah? Want me to stuff you full of my cum? Maybe knock you up? Put a baby in you?”

“Yes! Yes! I want that so bad, want it so bad daddy.”

“Gimme another one first. One more kitty, you’ve been so good for me. Just gimme another one.”

“I can’t, it’s too much!”

“Yes you fuckin’ can.” He lands a harsh smack on your tit before twisting your nipple. You’re so sensitive that when the second smack comes on the other tit it has your walls clenching around his cock. “That’s right, daddy always knows what’s best for his little kitty girl.”

Rafe drops your legs and you hook them around his waist, he leans forward with one hand on either side of your head to support himself while he chases his own high.

“Yeah, that’s my dirty fuckin girl, look at you all fucked out on the ground covered in mud. You’re so fuckin’ sexy. Ah, shiiiiit, I’m gonna cum. Gonna fuck this pussy fuckin’ full.” He pushes his hips flush against yours as his cock swells inside you, ropes of his cum painting your walls. When he comes down from his high he’s panting, sweat from his brow dripping down onto your lips. You lick it off with a moan.

“Mmm that’s my good girl, you were so good for me, baby.” He cups your jaw, running a thumb along the apple of your cheek before placing a much gentler kiss on your lips. “You ready to go home? Take a nice bath, get all cleaned up?”

“Mhm, yeah daddy, that sounds nice.” You let out a fucked out sigh, nuzzling your cheek into his palm with a hazy smile.

Tagging ppl who asked & mooties who might be interested: @valeskafics @nkeyaaa @puzziepoppin @rafescurtainbangz @impmunson @voyeurmunson @dreamliners

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[gh0stsp1d3r]

Ruthless

Harley Quinn typa reader x Hobie brown, violence mention, if you know Harley Quinn yk she’s very.. violent (and obsessed) so… enemies to lovers trope

“Oh, c’mon.” You whined, currently tied up in webs.

“I’ve been chasin’ you for fuckin’ ages, can’t believe this is how I caught you.”

“I was going to hang out with my friend! This is unfair, I deserve a rematch.” You pouted.

“Yeah, no. After that lil stunt you pulled last week, no way. You’re ruthless.”

“They deserved it! Bunch of rich assholes.” You mumbled the last part.

“Well, I can agree with you on that last part, but murdering them ain’t exactly the way to go.” He said, picking you up as if you weighed nothing, and dragging you.

“It was funnn.. plus you know I’m gonna break out again, right?”

“Like you have the other 10 times?”

“Exactly.”

“Great. Can’t wait.” He said sarcastically and rolled his eyes.

And you’d gotten bored of being carried, so you quickly threw yourself onto the ground when you saw a knife in the alley.

He quickly looked back, and saw you cutting you webs, he shook his head and sighed, crouching down to your level as you continued to cut through the webs.

“You never learn, do ya?” He reached over you, grabbing the knife from you.

“No, not really, no.” You shook your head, now just laying on the ground looking at him.

“You’re insufferable.” He sighed and shook his head, sitting down in front of you now.

“Why’d you do it?”

“Cause… rich people suck, plus they’re like some sorta cult, they tried to kill my friend.”

“Still don’t make it right, you know? You’re wanted right now, not sure it’s very safe to be walking around like it’s nothing.”

“Please, if I can handle like a shit ton of rich guys, I can handle some cops."

“Yeah, well, I don’t like ‘em either but..”

“But..? Aren’t you like punk? Aren’t cops and shit like.. exactly what you don’t stand for?”

“Well, I’m better than the system for one. You’re better than the system, but you’re doin’ it wrong.” He shook his head.

“Didn’t know there was a way to go against the system wrong.”

“You- you murder people, you’re a killin’ machine, which I gotta admit is pretty cool. I help people-“

“I help people.. just not in the same way you do-“

“You help people by murdering people. Which in the same sense is… hurting people at the same time.”

“Huh. Guess I never thought about it like that.” You shrugged.

He sighed, and messed with the knife in his hand. He reluctantly cut the webs.

“Jus’… chill out on the murder, yeah? I do like what you did what that one guy though.”

“Which one?” You beamed and sat across from him.

“The predator guy.. what’s his name?”

“His name was like Josh or something.”

“Yeah, him. He deserved it.” He said, and smiled under his mask slightly.

“Just what do you look like under that mask?” You asked him.

“Like a normal person.”

You quirked an eyebrow and smiled slightly. You reached your hands out and pulled up his mask, before you could fully take it off, he stopped you. You saw only his nose, that’s as far as it went. His lips seemed so… kissable?

He let go of your hand and you looked at him for a while. And before you knew it, you both were leaning in, kissing each other.

“You’re very.. pretty.” He said.

You laughed quietly “Well, I would say you too but I still don’t know what you look like under there.” Your cheeks heated up at the compliment.

“Nice try.” He stood up again, and so did you. He pulled down his mask, giving you a small salute and used his webs to go up on a building, jumping through them.

You stared for a while, still in shock.

“Shit.”

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[starfxkr]

I can’t stop thinking about JJ sticking his finger in kitty!readers face to tell her off and she hates it and snaps at it like she’s gonna bite it. He of course smacks her hard…

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everything seemed set to boiling. the sun, the tepid air, the fucking attitude you've been giving jj all day.

normally you were down to ride-- no complaints, no anything just sat on the back of jj's bike ready for whatever he's got planned for the day but something in the air has you ready to snap at any moment.

"shit's so fuckin stupid." you didn't even attempt to quiet your pissed off mumbling, picking uptiny pebbles and hitting jj in the back of the head with them, "I could be at home. sleeping. but no im runnin around with you breaking into houses on figure 8, newsflash goofy they have ring cameras fuckin everywhere." the last pebble is thrown with more strength than the last-- hitting him square in the back of his head and bouncing right off making him stop right in the middle of the random driveway you're at.

"why'd you stop we're already gonna get caught--" when he finally turns and crowds your space you realize you forgot how much...bigger he is than you.

his jaw was clenched so tight you could see his pulse throbbing, you were almost overwhelmed with how much he invaded your senses so quickly.

"listen to me little girl, I asked if you wanted to stay home. you said no. I'm not about to deal with all that fuckin yapping."

"but--"

'you doin a loooot of this." he uses his hand to mimic your mouth opening and closing, "I need you to do this. shut the fuck up and cmon." he motions as if closing a zipper and you scoff out a "fuck you", snapping at his hand like you're going to bite him when he smacks you--just enough to make your ears ring and grabs your face.

"I wanna be nice to you pussycat but you're testin my nerves. you don't want me to do that again do you?"

yes. "no. m'sorry."

in an instant he relaxes, an easy grin back on his face like nothing ever happened and he kisses your puckered lips, "good, now lets move that little ass along I think I saw some amazon packages on that porch back there."

#jj maybank prompt #✨.txt #kitten!reader

[latimeria-fell-from-heaven]

𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐌𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐄, 𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐁𝐋𝐔𝐒𝐇

# day 2 — orgasm denial.

s. he's always had an attitude whenever you pointed out how much he stared at you. and of course, he's being a little shit when he's balls deep in you.

cw. fem!reader, orgasm denial, teasing, rough sex, cowgirl position, mutual pining, creampie, degrading, cervix fucking, breeding kink, wanderer being a little shit & implied multiple rounds.

wc. 3046

Wanderer has a serious staring problem.

You know that gut feeling you get when you can just feel someone or something staring at you, even when you can’t see them? Like you could physically feel their stare on you? Well, that’s what your current predicament with your companion is. His stare was almost that of a cat looking at its owner before it pounced, and you swear you could even see his pupils blown wide when he looked at you. It’s not like you find it unsettling or even annoying; the extra attention gives you that nice little ego boost and he wasn’t trying to be a nasty creep about it. But even you have to comment on how frequently you can feel his eyes glued to your form.

He always finds a way to tease you or just tch’s and roll his eyes when you point out his rather blatant staring. In the case of the latter, he just stomps off, grumbling some expletives with his cheeks all red and burning and glaring at you from the corner of his eyes. He more or less resembles an angry kitty when he decides to act offended, all bristled up yet too cute to even give much thought to.

Well, sometimes.

The weather outside is hot, unbearably so, and the occasional humidity waves don’t make it any better. So you’ve opted to start wearing those spaghetti-strap crop tops you bought a while back, and they hugged your chest juustt right, enough to give them that cute bouncy look. You had even been checking yourself, admiring yourself in a ‘wow my tits look hella good’ kind of way. And clearly, you aren’t the only one doing so.

Wanderer would stare at your now exposed cleavage, from little fleeting glances to outright stares that would linger for a bit even when you’d spotted him. Even with his cheeks all rosy and bright, and a hand over his mouth to partially hide his embarrassment away, he still couldn’t seem to bring himself to stop staring at you. But it seems like he doesn’t have the courage, for whatever reason, to make a move on you—even though he had plenty of courage to tell you that your breath stinks in the morning. You’d prefer it if he was upfront about what he clearly wanted, but you don’t mind having to make the first move yourself.

So you tease him a bit; raising your hips and rolling them ever so slightly when he’s behind you, giving him a nice view of your ass, and standing up straight with your back arched (it pushes your chest forward and even makes you look more confident too!) so he can have a nice view of your chest, but not enough so it can leave much more to his imagination. After all, having on some revealing clothes was a lot sexier than having none at all. 

And it’s pretty clear that your little plan is working, because—

“Alright, what are you up to?” He’s got you cornered now, palm flat against the wall as he glares at you. His cheeks are blooming red again, and it’s pretty obvious that he’s trying (and failing) to not stare at your boobs like he’d been doing all day.

“Hm? What are you talking about?” An innocent flutter of your eyes and he scoffs.

“Don’t you play dumb with me, smart ass. You know what I’m talking about. What’s up with,” he gestures to your chest with his eyes and purses his lips. “This.”

“Oh, this? It’s pretty cute, right? Makes me look pretty sexy too. Why, you got a problem with it?”

“What—no, that’s not what I meant,” he groans in exasperation. “You know what I meant. Acting like a fuckin’ tease all day and riling me up. It’s driving me crazy.”

“I dunno sounds like a you-problem Wanderer. I’m just doing what I’d do around anyone else.” His expression sours at that, clear annoyance being plastered all over his face. Seriously, could he be any more obvious in showing what’s going on in that little brain of his?

“So you’re saying that you’d do this to anyone else that just came along?” He spits, lips pulled back in a grimace as if the very thought burns him like acid. “You’d give them a little show just because they seemed nice enough?”

“Hehe, sounds like someone’s jealous~♡” He’s not as subtle as he thinks he is, but that’s a part of his charm. Guys like him who act all tough and teasing but crumple once they’re on the receiving end of it are the cutest, so you can’t help but taunt him a bit!

He chuckles dryly, a bitter smirk on his face. “Yeah, I’m jealous. Just thinkin’ about other guys seeing you like this and even touching you makes me jealous. Happy now?”

You’re grinning stupidly now, practically shivering in excitement as you snake your arms around his neck to pull him in real close. “Then why don’t you do something about it? Go on and fuck me, fuck me so good that I can’t get off without your dick and no other guy can satisfy me like you can~♡”

That’s how you’re in your current position, straddling him as you lowered yourself onto his cock, moaning lewdly as he brushed up against your g-spot. Fuck, his cock was just the right shape for your pussy; not too long but the tip still manages to peck your cervix lovingly and not too thick but he stretches you out enough to feel good instead of in an overstimulating painful way. It’s like you were both made for one another, perfectly aligned to fit like a puzzle piece; hehe, your pussy would even start molding into his cock’s shape, a perfect fit for him and him alone~♡

“You like my dick that much, huh? You slut.” You could feel the smug smile on his face; even with your eyes closed in bliss, you could practically envision his haughty expression. But you can hear the little pants and whines he’s trying to suppress. For how much shit he likes to talk, he’s just as bad as you and can’t seem to get enough of your cunt.♡ “It’s so wet, you wanted my dick that badly didn’t you?”

“Mhmm, I wanted you s’badly~♡ Wanted you to t’fuck me like you own me~♡” Leaning back with your arms behind you to balance your body, it gives him a perfect view of your needy cunt swallowing up his cock and drooling all over it. And he clearly likes it, because he attempts to roll his hips into the welcoming heat and hisses when your walls clamp onto his cock. “But you really suck at making a first move and kept me waiting.♡”

“I do not.”

“Uh-huh, keep telling yourself that. We both know I’m right.♡”

Wanderer scowls, then pistons his cock up to brush the tip against your cervix like a clumsily-aggressive kiss and you respond with a cry of his name. “Yeah, and we both know that you’re a slut for my dick. I’ve barely done anything and you’re already moaning like that.”

“Hehe, y’got me~♡” You breathily moan, too focused on grinding down on him and making sure that he’d rub up against your g-spot perfectly. “Why don’t you make me moan even louder then, hmm? Make everyone else hear just how big of a slut I am for your dick~♡”

“Damn, you…” Wanderer starts, but he’s soon grinning cockily up at you. Oh, looks like your smug companion has a thing for other people knowing just how big of a slut his pretty girl was for him~♡ “I’ll make sure you eat those words.”

His movements start off a bit awkward, what with your body weight grinding down into his crotch and having to use his pelvis muscles to actually move, but he gets the hang of it. He works into a rhythm of slow deep thrusts that occasionally have him griiinding up into your cunt right as you push down, and you two share a collective moan from the depth of his movements. Fuuckk, he was hitting so deep that it almost felt unhealthy with how far he reached, but it just felt so good that you couldn’t be bothered to really even care. If he kept fucking you like this, then your pussy wouldn’t be able to love anyone else’s dick but his; all shaped for him to use and fill to his heart’s content.♡

“Fuck, you’re so damn tight, m’so close…” Wanderer throws his head back on your bed, eyes clenched tight as he bites his lip while your pussy massages and assaults his cock all over. You’re so fucking wet for him, pretty cunt hungrily drooling and swallowing him up to the point where he could feel your slick oozing down to his balls. You really weren’t kidding when you said you loved his dick.

If this kept up, he’d end up finishing inside you and—

—Huh?

You stopped. Why did you stop moving? Why?

“Wha—I was so close, you bi—” You quickly shush him with your finger against his lips. Geez, must he resort to name-calling all the time? Especially right now?

“Ah-ah, watch your language sweetie~♡” The scowl on his face gives him an unpleasant look, but you could hardly take him seriously when he’s got such a cute little face! Ugh, he’s just sooo cute! “There’s no point in cussing me out y’know. It won’t get you anywhere.”

He clicks in his tongue in response, clearly not in the mood to be lectured, not when he’d been so close to bursting. “Don’t you, ngh, dare lecture me. Just move your hips already damn it.”

“Aww c’mon, can’t you just play nice for once?” You pout when he gives you a deadpan look as if to say ‘Are you stupid?’ “Fine. I won’t move until you beg for it~♡”

“You—!”

You hesitate a bit to pull him out because you really do love his cock so much, but he’s being a little shit even when he’s balls deep in you, and you’re not having it. But you work yourself off his shaft inch by inch until the tip just barely remains tucked in past your velvety folds. And you have to admit, you really like the dragging sensation of his cock slipping out as it rubbed along your ribbed walls. You’re really tempted to shove yourself back down and lift yourself up again just to feel him dragging along your walls, but he doesn’t deserve that. Not until he begs of course.

“C’mon, just beg for it. You know you want to~♡” Since you wanna tease him, you do move your hips down, letting your soaked cunt swallow up just a bit more of his cock, teasing him with the addictive heat that hovers just out of his reach. He’s trying and failing to keep his cute moans in, drooling all over himself like the needy little pervert he comes off like.

“Shit, don’t do that,” he rasps, watching in agony as the rest of his shaft goes untouched by your pussy, feeling your juices dribble down and cool against his warm skin. This is torture for him. But when he tries to buck his hips, you just move away, threatening to pop his swollen tip from the confines of your tight wet heat. “Don’t tease me like that…”

“Then just beg for it. It’ll feel good for the both of us.”

“Damn it, just, j-just move already… I can’t take it anymore, I want your pussy so fuckin’ bad—”

“Mmm, that’s good enough, hehe~♡” Well, he could always beg some more, but you’d rather not push him to the point where he’s actually so impatient that he gets turned off. You’ve learned that Wanderer needs a little shove with just the right amount of force so he can do what he’s told. So, lowering your hips back down, your pussy greedily swallows up his cock aaalll the way down to the base.

“Fuck!”

This time his movements are much more desperate, more frantic like he’s a dog in heat. He’s even looking the part too, tongue lolled out to the side a bit, breaths coming out in hot steamy puffs, and occasionally whining with a high-pitched strain. You can only imagine that this much motion must be exhausting for his hips, but the fact that he’s ignoring any possible strain just to pound straight up into you says a lot. All you’re really doing is just rolling your hips, but damn is he doing a good job of fucking you like his personal slut.

“F-fuck, m’so close, m’gonna, inside…!”

“Say it.”

“Huh?”

“Say you want to cum inside of me,” you say with a sweet smile, making sure to squeeze up your walls reeaal tight to bully him. “Or I won’t let you~♡”

You even stop moving your hips for good measure, this time keeping him tucked inside your cunt. He looks frustrated beyond belief, having had his orgasm stopped twice and having to beg for it like some needy dog. Well, you suppose it can serve as a bit of payback for his bratty attitude since he clearly doesn’t learn until you have to fuck it into him just so he can get the message.

“I-I wanna cum inside you, I wanna make your pussy all mine, please just let me cum inside..!”

You giggle in satisfaction, feeling a rush of satisfaction all throughout your body. Getting Wanderer to beg to cum inside you was such a delicious treat, and you’d be sure to savor it fully. Who knows, you might even get him to do this again some other time.

“Good boy, Wanderer~♡”

You seem to catch him off guard when you finally begin to really move your hips, making sure to wiggle them rapidly when he’s sheathed inside down to the base so as it urge on his orgasm. And it works, because he starts moaning a breathy high-pitched noise while he desperately pistons his cock up into your cunt with his hands squeezing your ass, kneading the soft flesh like he owns it. You don’t bother stopping him, since he’s just soooo cute when he gets all desperate for your pussy like this and starts fucking you with rabbit-fast thrusts.

“Wanderer, you’re s’cute, such a cutie, how’re you s’cute?♡” Your jumbled praises come bubbling out like soda pop, as your juices come gushing out with intense fervor, coating his cock with your slick until it oozed down enough to coat his balls. But you keep grinding down, riding out your orgasm for as long as possible.

“Fuck, don’t—don’t move your hips like that!” He likes it when you do it, though, because that thick vein rubbing against your walls pulses a lot more rapidly. You were still coming down from your high, but it wasn’t doing anything to stop you from enjoying how nice his dick felt in your pussy. There was pleasure in being filled.

It only takes a few more seconds of frantic movements from both of you before he follows suit with a whimper of your name, still fucking up into your messy cunt whilst he pumped you full of his thick seed. You have to place your hands on his chest to keep yourself still, giddily smiling as warmth pours into your belly. It was like he was trying to breed you, fill your womb up with his cum until it was full of his babies. Oh, maybe you could tempt him with that next time; get him a little jealous and riled up, encourage him to knock you up then become his breeding bitch until his seed was dripping from your ass to the sheets.♡

Despite having finally reached his high, that didn’t seem to stop Wanderer one bit as he continued fucking his cum deeper and deeper till it reached your womb. He seems determined to truly make your pussy all his, to push his seed so deep inside that it might take root and stay buried within you forever. Hehe, maybe he really does wanna breed you badly; and make you into a mommy, even if he might be acting on those hidden fantasies subconsciously.

Once he finishes fucking your pussy like his personal cocksleeve and giving it all he has, he sinks bonelessly into the soft mattress. His length finally goes soft, even despite the tight squeeze your walls have on it and his breaths become deeper as he calms himself down.

“See? That wasn’t too hard, now was it?” You press a soft little kiss to his sweaty forehead, and he just hushedly groans in response. He doesn’t even bother swatting you away like he usually did when you displayed your affection for him; guess this really had taken quite a lot out of him. Seeing that you’re also feeling incredibly sore yourself (all that arching and hip grinding had done a real number on your back muscles), you snuggle yourself up against him, soaking up the intimate feel of his skin pressed up on yours.

His softened cock was still inside of you, keeping you wide open and making this position a bit uncomfortable, but you’re too busy basking in the afterglow. But if it’s uncomfortable for Wanderer, then he doesn’t show any signs of discomfort. Or maybe he’s just too tired to really notice you yanking his dick about—or maybe he just likes how it feels inside of you.

“Feels like you just drained my fucking balls,” he mumbles tiredly, lazily tossing an arm over your back as you nuzzle into his neck. “Seriously, felt like you were gonna squeeze me dry back there…”

“Hehe, oopsies~♡”

“Don’t you ‘oopsies’ me, you damn sex fiend,” he hisses, delivering a weak slap to your back. “Is it always going to be this way with you?”

“Hmm, I dunno, why don’t you find out? D’you think you can go again?♡”

Upon seeing your flirty grin, he groans in defeat. “You’re gonna fuckin’ kill me one of these days, y’know that?”

🏷. @lakeside-paradise @shrooms-go-brr @sakurakiko

© latimeriafellfromheaven

#lati's kinktober #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact smut #genshin x reader #genshin smut #wanderer x reader #wanderer smut

[goodlucksnez]

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A/ngel d/ust x husk & an/gel has comes back off set with terrible hay fever after working with flowers, and hu/sk is being nice

no one gets to talk bad about my angel dust voice okay, accent are hard and i am still working on it- I made this quick after work while people were cutting the lawn so sorry if the audio isn't the best

anyway enjoy you filthy sinners

cw: sneezing, (duh) some sniffles, cursing, 2 noseblows some sniffles, and playful nicknames, mentions of s/ex worker

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transcript:

What the hell happened to you? You look like shit.

I will. Thanks, whiskas. Trust me, you don't want to know.

Ohh I most certainly do. What overlord did you fuck this time?

Hey, I will suck all of them. Besides, it ain't your fucking business. That's me and my work. Pour me a drink hard.

I'm not pouring you anything, especially when you're dripping snot all over my counter like that.

You.Suck at it.

Come on. 6 arms. Tell me.

Fine. Don't say I didn't warn you. Val's got this new idea for all the Spring Breakers who fucked a bit too much down here? Well, the Last of Us. A lot. This is a great marketing scheme to make this whole set of tapes about fucking spring. Normally, I ain't complaining. I mean. Look. The hole, the hole I beat, but this time it's a little different.

Judging from your appearance, I can say so. What did he do this time?

Yeah, yeah. He bought every fucking flower to just assault the fucking crew with everything.and towed

Wait, wait. You're telling me that some fucking flowers did this to you? You fucking weak ass bitch Wait. What spiders like live in flora and fauna.

Well, it ain't exactly my sceane. Yeah, I mean, sure have been. Don't get down dirty, but that's what fucking planet.thinks it will strum up bussness. The only thing that's strumming up is my allergies

Breathe.I got you, baby cakes. Just sneeze. You wont feel better till you do.

Impressive. You've got anymore in there?

No. If you tell anyone about.

You ain't gonna do nothing, kid. You're gonna go March upstairs and rest. I'll have smiles. Bring you some antihistamines. You gotta get this **** off of you.

Oh, and what he's suggesting? eh whiskers. You want to see me all nude?

What I want to see is your snot filled face.I'll join you upstairs in a minute. Why don't you go do yourself a favor and start taking a shower?

Oh kitty got claws meow

If you make another fucking cat pun, I will shove this bottle so far.

Oh, don't threaten me with a good time. God I am gonna murder hin (val)

OK, arachnophobia. You get out of here. Go clean up, OK? Ill have a little talk little moth friend.

No, no, no, no. Ain't no way you're going near Val.

Says anything about me? I was an overlord once I got deals. I still know how to play my cards right.

Now you're gonna ask. Shit I'm way too congested just even think about it. OK, im out of here. Bring the fuckin bottle.

poor kids gonna kill himself one of these days. Up to me to clean up the fucking mess.

#sneeze #snez #audio #sneezy #snezaudio #sneezeaudio #wav #sneeze kink #h/azbinwav #h/azbin hotel #h/azbin h/otel #ha/zbin hotel wav #ha//zbin hotel #sneeze wav #h/usk #an/gel d/ust

[mypimpademia]

So idk if you write for Kiri, but you know how kirishima is kinda like a total boys boy? Like a gym bro, kinda hyper masc? Well do you think you can write him with a hyper fem/hello kitty kinda girl? Like he always thought that he would be with kinda a gym girl, or someone more his speed with that kind of stuff, but instead he falls in love with a girl who always is wearing pink and something hello kitty themed? And how once he tells the bakugo buddy bunch about his crush on her they totally bully him for it (lovingly ofc)

Or maybe denki? I love both the silly boys bc iykwim they jus so adorable!

Like denki has a type, and [insert reader name] did not meet the standards of that, but little sparky boy did not think he would fall in love with her so quicky, especially because she's jus so feminine, and not necessarily that it's bad, he is just so confused on why they feel the need to dress like that. He's not opposed to trying new things or matching outfits tho.....

GAGAHSJRD SORRY I WROTE ALOT THERE ANTWYAS LOVE YOUR STUFF YOUR AMAZINGGGGGGGGGGG XX THANK YOU YOU DONT HAVE TO UF YOU DONT WANNA SHDJFJF

— Contrast

Kirishima x Hyperfem! Fem!Reader

TW: Swearing

Note: YOURE PERFECTLY FINE, I LOVE IT WHEN PEOPLE GO INTO DETAIL WITH REQUESTS🫶🏾 TYSM FOR SUPPORTING I HOPE YOU ENJOY LOVELY💖💖

— KIRISHIMA

⇶ Eijiro himself was confused when he developed feelings for you

⇶ He would never tell you this now, or probably ever, but you were nothing like the type of girl he imagined himself with

⇶ He always thought he’d date a girl that was similar to him interest wise, athletic, very fitness focused, into stuff like protein shakes

⇶ Not to say that it was bad that you weren’t like that, but it just wasn’t expected

⇶ Even the Bakusquad was perplexed when he revealed that he had a crush on you

“No fucking way.”

Eijiro waved off Denki’s response, slumping into the sofa with a sigh.

“Hey, don’t be an asshole! What’s wrong with Y/n? She’s cool and pretty!” Mina defended, shoving Denki by his shoulder.

He groaned dramatically, jokingly rubbing his arm in the spot she made contact with.

“I don’t mean it like that,” he explained. “She’s just the complete opposite of what Eiji always said he was lookin’ for in a girl.”

“No fuckin’ kidding, have you seen the girls room? It’s like she set off a pink paint bomb in there,” Bakugo chimed in.

“I like it!” Mina exclaimed.

“Yeah, I wonder why,” Bakugo muttered, earning a pillow to the face from Mina in response.

“I dunno, I kinda like it. It’s cute, and it’s actually a really nice contrast to me and my usual type,” Eijiro said.

“Yeah, you guys would look good together,” Denki, urged. “Honestly, I was gonna go for her, but I’ll let you have her!”

Eijiro rolled his eyes at the cocky remark from his friend.

“Let him? It’s that Denki for ‘I couldn’t pull her if I tried?’ Or?” Mina teased.

“Hey, what happened to ‘don’t be an asshole,’?”

⇶ When you do eventually get together, Eijiro comes to love your hyperfeminine all pink aesthetic

⇶ At first, the constant stares of all your stuffed animals would scare him when he slept over, and he had more nightmares of them attacking him than he’d like to admit

⇶ But now, your room is his favorite place to sleep, especially after a good workout and shower

⇶ Loves seeing you all dolled up whenever you go out anywhere

⇶ Sending him daily fit pics is a REQUIREMENT.

⇶ Calls you his doll all the time because that’s what you remind him of when you’re all dressed up in some frilly outfit and covered in pink from head to toe

⇶ Doesn’t understand the obsession with Sanrio and Hello Kitty and why you incorporate it into all your outfits, but he loves guessing the names of whatever character(s) you have on your clothes that day and gets so happy when he guesses right

⇶ And even though he doesn’t understand, he still buys you anything Sanrio that he sees in the store because he knows you’ll like it

⇶ If you make him watch Hello Kitty and Friends with you though, Eijiro will quickly learn to love it and know all the characters names by heart

⇶ Gets you both sleep masks of your favorite characters as well as matching pajamas

⇶ Eijiro might just love your cutesy aesthetic more than you, even though it’s not exactly what he gravitates towards for himself

⇶ Although you weren’t necessarily the type of person he expected to fall for, he could never imagine himself with anyone else <3

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[soquimic]

guys yall wont fuckin believe me but listen up, i described my whole desired job environment, i was working w family and its a total burden there, i felt like crying whenever i was there and because they r family, they r a lot harsher. and i always wanted to have a decent, chic and cute work space. like a spa, a salon, a drink/tea shop, etc. and i was like why dont i just enter the void to manifest it.

i detailed everything in my notes app. the amount of money i would get, how the shop would look like, how its designed, where it is located, the amount of workers, etc. and i tried to do it while i was awake but if u read my pinned post y’all know i struggle a lot with staying awake, so i did it the other way around, waking up in the void.

i slept relaxed knowing i would enter right away and as soon as i woke up, the first thing i did was checking my phone and i got a lot of missed calls of unknown numbers (i usually dont respond when its unknown) but i felt like i had to, so i did and it was one of the workers there. I WAS FREAKING TF OUT istg, at the end i decided to have a kitty cafe and be a part of the staff, like a part of the main/important staff, i didnt feel like owning my whole business yet cause im super introvert and im not prepared 😭😭 but guys its so pretty, a lot of people came in yesterday to take pictures, i wanted it to be like 45 minutes away from home so i could have fun in my way there, and it just happened. its so cute and fancy, a lot of pink and beautiful customers as well! one of them thought i was the owner and gave me a speech about the way i treated the customers and were super nice, they were talking about the new barbie movie with me and one of them was around my age, it was so wholesome! and the work schedule is not that heavy, i chose around 5-6 hours, i’ll always have the afternoon shift cause i wanna sleep in the morning. the cafe owner is really permissive tho, i can wear anything but its a rule that we need to wear at least 1 white or pink accessory everyday to match our outfits w the cafe colors. so pretty 🥹🫶🏼 im not lazy but i wanted to have a work that wouldnt take a lot of effort, since im always busy and doing stuff at home while being tired is not my thing.

#void state #law of assumption #void success stories

[prettyboybun]

Having a puppy switch and a kitty sub and punishing the possessive, bratty pup by spanking his sweet little toy right in front of him <3

The soft sub never breaks any rules on purpose, so he doesn't get punishments (unless he asks nicely for them <3) But the other... Nothing's getting through to him.

So their dom ties him up, delivering some quick spanks to his inner thighs in the process. He grins and moans, thinking he's getting his way. The dom stuffs a gag in his mouth and says, "Just you wait, mutt."

The pup smirks, til he hears his dom call out, "Kitty? C'mere a second, baby."

Their sweet kitty boy comes in, blushing at seeing his pup all tied up already. He says, "Yes, sir?"

Their owner stalks over to him and murmurs gently in his ear so puppy can't hear, "I need to teach our boy a lesson. Will you be a good boy and help me with that?"

Kitty nods frantically, blush spreading to the tips of his ears, "Yes, sir, I'll do anything you'd like!"

He chuckles and says, "Good boy." He grabs his boy's hair and guides him over to the bed, swiftly sitting down and bending him over his lap. Their kitty moans in embarrassment at being so effectively shoved into such a vulnerable position.

Sir looks at his tied up mutt and grins, putting a hand on their kitty's ass in anticipation. Puppy growls against his gag, struggling, trying to untie himself. "Now, now, pup. This is what happens when you can't behave, you get your toys taken away!"

He starts spanking their kitty boy. First, softly over his pants, then shedding layers of clothes, growing progressively harsher. The poor thing is already so red, no doubt leaving marks for weeks to come.

He's shaking and whimpering softly when their dom leans down and asks, "Color, sweet thing?"

"G-Green..." He manages, throwing a soft smile upwards as confirmation. His owner smiles back and gently caresses his stinging behind.

"Good boy. So good for me, sweetheart." He coos, delivering a quick smack at the end. He turns his attention towards his puppy, who's beginning to quiet down in understanding of his punishment. Still, that doesn't stop the heated lust in pup's eyes as he stares at the scene in front of him.

After a handful more hard smacks to their sub's ass and tdick, Sir gets up from his position, leaving the sweet boy trembling and dripping wet. He walks over to their pup and undoes his gag, saying softly, "Hi, pup. Did you learn your lesson?"

The mutt nods, mouth dry, "Yes, sir. I'll be good."

"Good pup," His owner kisses him sweetly, "I knew you could do it."

He starts undoing his pup's ties, gently massaging the irritated red marks from his struggle. Once he's all untied, Sir murmurs, "Are you ready for your reward for taking your punishment so well?" The mutt nods, eyes wide with want.

He laughs and says, "Good boy. Pounce."

Mutt doesn't need to be told twice. He gets on top of their pretty kitty, biting and kissing all over his soft body, growling. Kitty whimpers and moans louder than ever before.

Pup flips him over onto his back so he can frot hard with their tdicks. He growls out between thrusts through gritted teeth, "Good. fuckin'. boy. Can't believe how pretty you are. Mine. Ours."

Kitty whimpers breathlessly, "Yes, sirs, I'm yours. C-Can I please cum, sirs?"

Mutt throws a glance up at their owner, silently asking the same. Sir pets his head and says, "Of course, sweet things. Cum for me."

Kitty lets go first, shaking and whining. Puppy goes soon after, hips jackhammering against his toy's. Sir gathers them both up in a gentle embrace, praising them and delivering soothing touches to their bodies.

He'd have to keep this in mind if his puppy ever decides to act up some more...

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