#omfg i cant fucking decide
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i want all of these
#a ton of stuffed animals that are heating packs :D#i cant decide which one i would want theyre all so cute#but is it worth 30 bucks#...yeah#theyre cute as fuck#theres one thats a fucking manatee#its so cute#i want them all#OMFG THERES ONE THAT LOOKS LIKE MY DOGGIE#omfg i cant fucking decide#theyre so cute#i need to remind myself that i cant spend like 300 dollars on these#this is why i shouldnt be allowed to have money ever#anyways since its my week of suffering i am emotionally unstable as fuck and i have shit impulse control i think i shouldnt be let outside#i have a slight problem of guilt tripping my parents into buying me shit#so i need to decide on ONE of these things#first i need to chuck my boring ass plain thingamajig that smells like rice into the microwave so that i dont ouch#anyways#idfk why i talk in the tags so much#i guess it just lets me organize my thoughts better#like theyre all in seperate containers
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for the love of everything that is holy can my roommates invest in desk lamps usually im not even very opinionated about The Big Light but dear god my eyes are getting blasted with big light 24/7 over here
#one of them will just fucking#turn it on when everyone else is in bed????? cause she can't see#USE YOU FLASHLIGHT WHAT IS YOUR PHONE FOR#WE. LITERALLY. WENT. TO. CASTORAMA. TO. BUY. LAMPS.#AND SHE DECIDED SHE DIDNT WANT ONE#IVE BEEN SUFFERING SINCE DAY ONE#my new roommate at least has a night light she usually uses but then she doesnt have a desk lamp so whenever she's doing soethign at her#desk i get blasted by 100000000 lumens#pleas PLEASE STOP OMFG#i know i cant really do shit cause they have to SEE#BUY A FUCKING LAMP DEAR GOD#and you know what.#they have the brightest part of the room#while my desk is sitting in the furthest part from the windows#I ACTUALLY CANT SEE SHIT
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I found this last night (‼️NSFW LINK‼️) and istfg it 🥴🥴🥴
TW: pegging with horse cock dildo
#he sounds like jungkook and its fucking ruining me#all i can think of is one of my kooks getting pegged like this omfg bye#i genuinely cant decide which one i want to do this to like ogc aaol or sanguis kook??? hello????#prn collection#thirsty thursday
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I should honestly post more art that isn't tfa related, but like, that's not what I've been building this blog around so fuck me sideways ig
Whatever
Hot man robots 🤝 hot ethereal women take up my fucking brain case space 24/7
Y'all cannot fathom how much I'm attracted to fake ass robot ppl and women in general
(and dudes, and nbs, the whole kitchenware schtick)
drawing women is like, borderline euphoric (gender affirming opposite sex attraction)
#my art#i cant fucking decide if im legitimately pansexual or heavily panromantic#AUUUUUGH#autistic man has people dilemma#autistic man also never talks to women irl#women in art#ibispaintx#rawrg#dude istg#imagine being normal#so boring#omfg#dont know how to tag this because i never post something non transformer related💀#ibispaint art#ibispaintdrawing#i should start extorting ppl fr#not tfa posting for once 🫨
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CL16 | Is It Over Now? | pt.4
pairing: charles leclerc x singer!reader
genre: social media au
summary: you and charles have been everyone's fave couple on the grid, but when you somewhat unexpectedly break up, you turn to songwriting to cope with the pain
face claim: léon
a/n: all songs mentioned are by léon and some of taylor’s from the vault. also a massive thank you to my part time french teacher @xeresmalfoy for helping out and checking my grammar ❤️
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part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 5 | part 6 | part 7
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y/n: Your reaction to Is It Over Now? has been nothing short of incredible. I feel your love 🤍 And that’s why I decided to give some of that love back to you. Besides my new music video, we’ve been secretly rehearsing for a special little something…
It’s been a busy couple of weeks but I’m very excited to announce that I will be playing three small, intimate “one night only” shows in London (7/11), Paris (7/12) and New York City (7/15) next week. I can’t wait to see some of you there, let’s make it a good one x
🔗 Link to tickets in my bio!
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sophiet: Yasss girl🔥see ya next week😘
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landonorris: Surely friends will get a discount, no?
y/n: Hmm… we’ll see
yourmanager: No.
user7: i can’t waittttt!!!!!! see you in new york 😍❤️
user8: y/n really said i’m gonna use my pain and turn it into a creative outlet and i think that’s so beautiful and inspiring ♥️
user9: I CANT BELIEVE I MANAGED TO GET TICKETS
user10: omggg you’re so lucky they sold out so fast
user11: yeah i was too late :(((
user10: hopefully y/n will do a bigger tour🤞🤞
y/n: Sooooonnnnn 🤫
user10: OMFG
3 July
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wagsf1update: Pierre, Kika, Charles and Maddy attend day eight of Wimbledon!
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user23: charles and pierre look so gooddd 😍😍😍
user24: clone is cloning
user25: the way charles was only really talking to pierre during the game
user26: maddy and charles look so happy and in love in those pictures……. NOT
user27: so far i haven’t seen either of them smile in each other’s presence
10 July
y/n’s story
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11 July
landonorris’ story
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11 July
danielricciardo’s story
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11 July
landonorris’ story
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11 July
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11 July
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alex_albon: Our professional opinion: this new up an coming artist was not too bad 🧐 (and fun fact: her post-concert cravings are REAL)
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y/n: Omg Alex…
y/n: DID YOU HAVE TO POST THAT PICTURE
alex_albon: Yes
danielricciardo: Starving performer devours a burger 🍔 by alex.jpg
lilymhe: I told alex not to do it but he never listens to me
alex_albon: I can’t help that’s what she looks like when she eats
carlossainz55: This is true, I’ve witnessed this myself
y/n: I hate all of you
maxverstappen1: But secretly you still love us
y/n: Careful champ, there’s a fine line between love and hate
landonorris: Go on, please hate them so I will get all the love since I’m the only one here taking the banger pics
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12 July
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y/n: London was an absolute dream. Thank you for an unforgettable night❣️à demain Paris 🇫🇷
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user18: absolute dream? ABSOLUTE FIRE ❤️🔥❤️🔥❤️🔥
user19: BEST. NIGHT. EVER.
user20: it was emotional but oh so fucking powerful
user21: say don’t go is my new favorite song, i love it so much 😭❤️
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user21: you were spectacular!!!!! please come back soon
user22: j'ai hâte de vous voir demain, j'attends de vous voir en live depuis des années!!🙊💕
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12 July
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It was late. Way past midnight. Maddy had already gone to bed a few hours ago. But Charles was still up, slouched on the couch in his five-star suite, a frown edged deep into his forehead.
He silently scrolled through his social media, switching from Twitter to Instagram to Twitter and back to Instagram again. You'd just posted new photos of your show in London tonight, looking as beautiful as ever.
The stage was where Charles knew you felt most comfortable, somewhere you weren’t scared to open up your heart and be vulnerable. The atmosphere you were able to create during your concerts couldn’t be put into words. It was truly something one of a kind. The way you effortlessly connected with the audience… it always left him speechless and usually with a wide, beaming smile.
In other words, he would never tire of watching you perform.
Charles had always been proud of you. And still, as he sat there reading through the thousands of posts by your fans and even some by his colleagues, he couldn’t help but feel that same sense of pride swell inside of him.
Though, that pride was mostly overshadowed by a feeling of intense guilt. Guilt that kept nagging at him ever since the moment you’d packed your bags and left his apartment with tears running down your cheeks. His heart clenched painfully as Charles thought back to that particular day. It was his fault. All of it. He had been stupid. No, beyond stupid. It had started out as a drunken mistake. But you can’t make a drunken mistake twice, let alone thrice.
When you’d found out and had confronted Charles, he hadn’t denied it. And in that moment, he’d witnessed that last bit of hope you’d stubbornly clung to, shatter before his eyes. Along with your heart and your trust.
As the reality of the situation had slowly dawned on him, he’d gone completely numb. Charles had wanted to fight for you harder, but he hadn’t. If he had, his current situation could’ve possibly been entirely different. Your new song—which he had already listened to three times—made that perfectly clear.
But he had decided on another path. A decision that resulted from losing the love of his life by his own hand. Did it make any sense? To choose to stay with the girl he’d betrayed you with? In his loneliness it had made some weird type of sense. Because if there was one thing Charles couldn’t handle well, it was being alone. And boy, he’d never felt more alone than when you’d closed that door behind you, making him believe there was no longer hope for a future together.
Now, all he wanted was to focus on moving on and stick to his decision to be with Maddy. Was he in denial about his true feelings and the pain he tried to bury deep inside of himself? Perhaps. Probably.
Charles was still mindlessly scrolling when Maddy emerged from the bedroom, leaning against the wall studiously. He hadn’t even heard her until she cleared her throat, speaking to him softly but with a tinge of annoyance.
“Charles, are you finally coming to bed?”
“Ouais, je serai là dans une minute,” he answered absentmindedly.
Yeah, I’ll be there in a minute.
She rolled her eyes. “How often do I have to tell you: speak English. I’ve no clue what you’re saying.”
“Mhm, désolé…”
Charles paused, quickly looking up as he realised his mistake.
“Seriously,” Maddy scoffed.
He winced at her irritated look. There was no denying Maddy had a temper, her moods changing as quick as lightning. The countless fights Charles and her had had in the past few months were enough proof of that.
“Sorry,” he tried again.
She huffed, stomping away in the direction of the suite’s bedroom, harshly closing the door behind her.
He rubbed his temple, sighing. He was just tired. And speaking in his native tongue when he was tired or upset was something he did without thinking.
Years ago, you’d quickly figured that out as well. However, you never judged him for it. No, you were understanding, trying to acquaint yourself with his language to understand him better. To be there for him. In the end, you knew him so well that you could almost always accurately read him, the language barrier between you no longer an issue. Not that it had ever been one in the first place.
He thought back to one of the tweets he’d read before Maddy had come barging in.
‘Charles made the biggest mistake of his life. I hope he realizes it.’
He squeezed his eyes shut, letting his head lull back against the couch’s headrest. And just like he’d done ever since that fateful day, he willed all of his doubts, guilt, and pain into a neat little box, unable to face them. Charles sighed again, pushing himself to his feet, wearily following in Maddy’s footsteps towards their shared bedroom. But as his hand hovered over the door handle, one single truth echoed through him, unwavering.
Oui, he thought. Je le comprends.
Yes. I do realize it.
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#charles leclerc x reader#charles leclerc x singer reader#charles leclerc x female reader#charles leclerc x y/n#charles leclerc x you#f1 x reader#formula 1 x reader#f1 x y/n#charles leclerc smau#charles leclerc fake instagram#charles leclerc fake social media#formula 1 smau#formula 1 fanfic#charles leclerc fanfic#charles leclerc fic#charles leclerc imagine#charles leclerc blurb#is it over now?
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Sweet Spot
Summary: You get a promotion at work, so Joel dresses you up and takes you out for dinner but you're hungry for somethin else
Warnings: no use of y/n, smut with the tiniest sliver of plot, established relationship, fingering, fingering in public, rough sex, oral (m receiving), spitting, a bit of choking, daddy kink ofc, degradation,
w/c: 9k (omfg) of pwp :)
a/n: I don't loveee this one but I've been sitting on it for three months and I can't get the image of freshly showered Joel out of my mind so. Here we are. Also the daddy kink as taken over, I cant stop and I'm NOT sorry!! Pls let me know what you guys think, your comments and love are the only things keeping me going. (also also, if you're someone who likes making edits for pics PLS message me I am desperate and really bad at making them)
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Joel is in the driveway leaning over the hood of his truck when you pull up to the house, fiddling with whatever new project he decided to start this afternoon. You’re able to catch a quick glimpse of his shirt riding up a bit, exposing an inch or two of the skin of his back before he hears your car and turns around.
You pull into the driveway next to his truck and hop out as soon as you’re in park. The warm sound of Joel’s laughter fills the air as you squeal excitedly, running around the front of your car and into his outstretched arms. He pulls you close into him, his black t-shirt hot from the sun has he squeezes you tightly. He smells like motor oil and sweat and you’d be lying if you said it didn’t get you going just a little bit.
“M’guessing it went well?” Joel asks when he pulls back, chuckling as he watches you bounce up and down on your toes.
You’d been working on this presentation for your job for two weeks now, spending hours smoothing out every minor detail, giving mock presentations to Joel and staying up late worrying about how it’ll go.
“Everyone loved it, Joel!” you nearly shout.
“And guess what?” you ask, not giving him any time to respond. “I got promoted!” you squeal.
Joel’s chest is about to burst with pride.
“M’so proud of you, angel. You worked so hard for it.” Joel tells you, his voice soft and sincere as he holds you against him.
“We need to get in the shower,” Joel says, turning away from you to lower the hood of his truck. “I’m taking you out.”
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You sit on the edge of the bed with your towel wrapped around your waist, waiting patiently for Joel to return from the closet. It's no surprise when he returns with a bundle of black fabric – in his hands is his favorite thing you own: the lacey black 3 piece set and the thigh high stockings to match.
He has a wide smile, his eyes sparkling with affection as he looks at you. With a soft smile in return, you drop your towel allowing it to pool on the bed around you as you expose yourself completely for him.
“You’re so pretty, baby”
Your ears perk up at the slight strain in his voice. You look down and grin, the outline of his half-hard cock clear as day under his black boxer briefs.
“We’re never gonna make it to the restaurant” you laugh and move to stand up for him, despite wishing he would just give in right now and fuck you until you couldn’t see straight.
But he just shakes his head with a chuckle as he takes your place, sitting on the edge of the bed with you standing between his knees.
“Yes we will, angel. And we’ll play when we get back, give you whatever you want…if you’re good” Joel promises, easily reading your mind.
You huff dramatically as he picks out the garter belt from the pile and holds it up to you. He doesn’t say anything, just braces himself when you reach out and grip his shoulder for balance as you lift up one leg.
He bends over, holding the belt open so that you can step with one foot and then the other. He then straightens back up, pulling the fabric up your legs as he does so. Heat pools in your tummy when you look down at him and see his brows knitted together in serious concentration as he dresses you.
He does this all the time. The routine is committed to muscle memory at this point.
It’s not that he cares about what you wear, he couldn’t give two shits as long as you’re comfortable. But the power in deciding what you’re going to wear underneath, or if you’re going to wear anything at all, gives him a rush. And he’s positively obsessed with being the one to dress you up in it, says it’s like “wrapping his own present that he gets to rip open later”.
Goosebumps erupt all over your skin under his warm fingers. You feel so beautiful in these moments, with Joel so focused on your body inches away from his face, his eyes wide and his cock hard just at the mere sight of your exposed skin and the excitement of seeing you in whatever he picks out for you.
He settles the belt around your waist, making sure all the edges are untucked and lying flat before reaching for the thong and repeating the process.
“So fucking, pretty” Joel mumbles as he smooths the lace over your hips, adjusting the elastic so it stretches perfectly over your skin. Then he’s spinning you around so until you’re facing the other away, your ass on full display for him. He can’t help but press a kiss to your cheek before straightening out the back of your thong, his mouth watering at the sight of the thin strip of fabric disappearing in between your cheeks.
Mindlessly, he reaches around to your front and slips his hand between your thighs. The tips of his fingers just barely brush over the lace of your thong but he can feel the heat of your swollen pussy underneath.
He sighs and wraps his other arm around your waist and pulls you back into him until his cheek is squished against your lower back, his scruff scratching lightly against your sensitive skin. His fingers keep dancing over you with minimal pressure behind his touch.
“Joel,” you whimper quietly, already getting all worked up from his minimal teasing. He just shushes you and presses another warm kiss to the back of your hip. After a couple more seconds of light brushes he slips his middle finger into the side of your thong to find your entrance and immediately sinks it inside of you.
You yelp in surprise, and reflexively try to take a step away from him, but he’s got you tight in his grip.
“Just wanna feel you, baby” Joel mumbles against your skin, his beard tickling you and making the muscles in your lower back twitch. He closes his eyes, fully focused on feeling your wet walls flutter gently around his finger. His brow furrows and his mouth drops open slightly when he hears your quiet whimper, the sweet sound going straight to his already painfully hard cock.
He doesn’t even mean to tease you most of the time. Sure, he loves seeing you get all worked up just from a few gentle touches and he adores watching you fall apart underneath him, collapsing into a begging mess for him before he’s even really done anything. But most of the time it’s a genuine need to touch you. It’s like he needs to have physical contact with your body at all times, serving as a reminder that you’re real, you’re here and you’re all his.
He slides his finger out a few seconds later, much to your disappointment. But before you can complain, he spins you back around and stares you in the eyes as brings his finger up in front of you and gently pushes it between your parted lips. You allow him without any hesitation, and he watches you in awe as you lick and suck his finger clean of your arousal, his jaw slack and eyes dark and wide.
“Ain’t it sweet, angel?” Joel asks, breathless with amusement and lust.
You nod and he grins before slowly sliding his finger out of your mouth.
“S’a good girl, baby” Joel comments as he reaches for one of the thigh high stockings. His praise wraps around your heart and melts into your veins, just his simple words making you feel warm and floaty.
You watch him as he bunches up the stocking at the foot, holding it open for you to step in before pulling it up your leg. He smooths out the lace edge and makes sure that it’s even all around your thigh before he fastens the clips of the garter belt to the top of the stocking. He does the same thing with your other leg before turning you around again and fastening the clips in the back.
Joel turns you around so you’re facing him again and then presses a kiss to the top of each thigh.
“Fuckin’ perfect” he sighs as he leans back and admires his work.
You blush under his gaze, his eyes burning holes in your skin as he stares hungrily. He stands up after a few moments and reaches for the matching bralette, helping you slip it over your shoulders before fastening the clasps in the back.
He looks down at you and tries to resist the urge to touch you again but he can’t keep himself away. And the small moan you let out when he brings both his thumbs up to brush over your nipples through the lace has him nearly giving in right then and there.
You look up at him with pleading eyes, silently telling him that you’re not going to be good for much longer if he keeps this up. He stares back at you and thinks about pushing you, letting you act like a bad girl before fucking some sense into you. But he decides he wants to show you off first.
“Go get dressed, baby” Joel instructs gently with a smile. “Pick something nice for me.”
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You decide on a black dress, one that clings to all the right places while just barely concealing the tops of your stockings and the clips holding them in place. You finish getting ready in the bathroom, and when you walk back out to the bedroom, you nearly collapse at the sight in front of you.
Joel is standing in front of the floor-length mirror with his back turned to you. He’s wearing a simple outfit: black trousers with a black button down to match. The top two buttons of his shirt are undone and your mouth waters at the exposed skin of his thick neck and broad chest.
It’s almost unfair how good he looks with his hair pushed back just slightly, the damp locks just starting to curl into their usual pattern as they air dry. Your heart races at the thought of tangling your fingers into the ones laying at the nape of his neck. His eyes meet yours in the mirror and he smirks as he finishes rolling up his sleeves until they rest perfectly at his elbows.
He then reaches for his rings – the ones you got for him as part of his birthday present earlier this year, the small gold bands that you insisted would look good on him – and picks them up from where they’re sitting on the dresser. And clearly you were right because when he turns to face you, you almost moan out loud watching him slide a ring down one pinky and then the other. He crosses the room towards you, your knees trembling as he shamelessly rakes his eyes up and down your figure.
“Stunning” Joel whispers, shaking his head slightly in disbelief. His hands easily find your hips and he gently turns you around so you’re facing the mirror, your back pressed into his warm, broad chest.
“I love you, angel. And I’m so fuckin’ proud of you, you know that right?” Joel asks as he wraps both arms around your waist and hooks his chin over your shoulder.
“Yes, Joel, I know. I love you too” you giggle, easily flustered at his praise.
“M’serious, baby. So proud of how hard you work, how dedicated you are” Joel starts, moving to nuzzle his face against your neck. “How smart you are” Joel continues, his lips brushing delicately over your sensitive skin. You melt so easily underneath him, relaxing into the soft glide of his warm palms up and down your sides as he whispers sweet words of praise into your neck.
“And I bet you looked fuckin’ sexy doing it too” Joel growls, his hands tightening on your hip. You let out a mixture between a sniffle and laugh and then feel Joel’s lips curve into a smile against your neck. He presses a kiss behind your ear and straightens back up and turns you around to face him.
Joel’s heart turns to liquid when you look up at him through watery lashes with a wide smile. He smiles down at you and brings a hand up to wipe away your tears with the pad of his thumb before placing a sweet kiss on your forehead.
“Now let’s get goin’. I think my good girl deserves to be spoiled.”
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Joel was back to teasing you as soon got in his truck and continued to do so the whole ride to the restaurant. He kept one hand on the wheel, using the other to slide up and down your thigh, occasionally fiddling with your garter straps or just brushing the lace edge of your thong with his fingertips.
And now you’re seated at a table in a dark corner of the dimly lit restaurant, and you can barely think straight. Joel had spoiled you with the most expensive champagne, far more appetizers than two people could possibly eat and a main course of delectable pasta on a plate bigger than your head. And of course, he looked devilishly handsome the whole night, and he knows it too, smirking and looking at you like he’s about to pounce across the table and devour you. Now you sat there with a full belly, but you were still hungry for revenge.
“What’d your coworkers say? When they saw you got promoted” Joel asks as he pours you both another glass of champagne. You furrow your brows at his question, so far away from even thinking of that whole situation at work and so turned on that you almost completely forgot about the reason why you’re even here right now.
You look up at his face, forcing yourself to peel your eyes away from the muscles bulging underneath his shirt as he sets the bottle back down. He has that knowing look in his eyes when you find them, his signature smirk thinly veiled with a sweet smile.
Without even trying to answer his question, you slide down slightly in your chair. He watches curiously as you shift in your seat for a few seconds. Just as he opens his mouth to ask you what you’re doing, your warm foot presses against the crotch of his pants.
He freezes in place. His hand visibly tightens around the stem of his champagne glass, and you can see the muscles in his jaw twitching. You fully expect him to push your foot back to the ground, but he doesn’t. Instead, he just leans back in his chair and spreads his knees giving you more room to work. He tilts his head and stares at you, a smirk creeping up on his lips when he sees the devious twinkle in your eye.
You look back with a smirk to match and experimentally wiggle your toes against him. Your heart pounds in your chest when he narrows his eyes at you and slowly moves his hand beneath the tablecloth. You stop wiggling your toes when he wraps his hand around your ankle, the heat radiating from his palm to your skin like a hot iron through the thin material of your stocking.
“Think about it, angel” he warns quietly. There’s a brief pause, where you pretend to weigh the risks and rewards, trying to decide whether to be good or bad. But your mind was made up before you even left the house.
After a few seconds, you smirk back at him and press the ball of your stockinged foot against him. Joel chuckles and leans back in his chair again, watching you amusedly. He doesn't move, barely even flinches when you press a little harder against him and it’s infuriating. It's completely unfair how he’s able to literally bring you to your knees with a single touch but remains completely composed when you touch him.
But what you don’t see is his heart hammering in his chest or the sweat starting to prickle the back of his neck. Truthfully, he had been just as turned on as you this whole time. Actually, he could feel the heat stirring the second that you told him about your promotion.
He was barely able to hold back when he was picking out your lingerie for the night. He had to take a break in the closet, leaning against the dresser as he took a couple of deep breaths to try and calm himself down.
And when he started dressing you, he could’ve come right there in his boxers at the sight of the garter belt sliding up your waist. Then the ride over here, the smell of your perfume mixing perfectly with his cologne in the cab of his truck, his head going fuzzy at the scent that seeped into the fabric of his seats, a reminder of you that’ll stick around for a few days.
And now with your foot covered in the delicate mesh of the stockings that he dressed you in pressing deliciously against his aching cock, he’s rapidly losing his self-control.
But Joel is just as stubborn as you, not willing to give in so easily.
So, he bites his tongue and suppresses any noise and tenses his muscles trying not to flinch. Because seeing you get frustrated like this was just turning him on even more. He’s about to say something but you see the waiter coming up behind him and immediately move your foot back to the floor and sit up straight.
Joel exhales heavily, releasing all the tension he was holding. He doesn’t even hear what the waiter says, too busy admiring the flustered look on your face and the slight shake in your voice as you talk to the waiter.
The waiter leaves after a few moments and you face Joel again with a mix between a pout and a glare.
“What was the plan there?” Joel asks, cocking his head to the side in mock curiosity while he secretly prays that his voice doesn’t crack.
You don’t respond, just keep glaring at him as you shove your foot back into the shoe.
“You were being so good, what happened?” Joel presses, each word drenched with sarcastic concern. He watches delightedly as you huff and cross your arms over your chest.
“S’okay, baby” Joel says, his voice dropping half an octave. Your stomach flutters with excitement.
This is exactly how Joel starts off every proposition and you can’t wait to see what he wants you to do next.
Joel pauses and looks at you with an evil glint in his eye. You should’ve seen this coming from miles away. But it still slaps you in the face when he says it.
“I want you to slip a hand under that pretty dress and touch yourself. Right here, right now.” Joel says so quietly that you barely hear him.
Your breath gets caught around the lump in your throat and Joel just smiles at you.
“Go on, baby. Since you’re so needy and set on bein’ bad” Joel encourages after a few seconds of you not moving. “Or we can get the paddle out when we get home?”
The threat of paddle was more than enough.
You glance around to see if anyone can see you like this. No one was sitting near you though, the booth you’re in provides a decent amount of privacy and all direct lines of sight to you are clear. With a gulp and shift down in your seat again and your pussy throbs, pathetically turned on as you slide your hand under the tablecloth and up your dress. You move slowly to slide two fingers into the side of your thong, just like Joel did an hour earlier.
It’s no shock how wet you are, the lace of your thong absolutely soaked, your whole cunt swollen and slick with it. Your eyes flit up to Joel’s and he gives you a small, encouraging nod.
“You’re soaked for me, aren’t you angel?” Joel asks. His voice is so calm and steady that you almost stop and get up to walk over to his side of the table and strangle him. You’re so turned on you can barely breathe, and you’re pissed at him for it. It’s maddening how he has you so needy and desperate for him that you’re willing to touch yourself in publicwhile he just watches.
You give into your temptations easily, working quickly to soothe the aching need that spreads across every single inch of your skin. You glance around again, making sure no one is looking before you ease your middle finger into your dripping entrance, your eyelashes fluttering a bit as you curl your fingers and press up against your g-spot.
Joel’s head is swimming as he watches you finger yourself right there in front of him in this restaurant. Any moment someone will pinch him and tell him to wake the fuck up because there’s no way in hell that this actually happening.
His head is foggy, turned on just as much as you are. His cock strains in his pants, tingles rushing down his spine as he stares at you, biting your lip, your eyes barely open and your eyebrows drawing together as you try to hold back soft moans.
He wants more.
“Faster.”
You snap your eyes open and look at him as if to ask if you heard him correctly. The look he gives you tells you that you absolutely did.
Well, you’re not gonna say no to that.
Your teeth sink deeper into your lip as you heed his orders and start pumping your finger faster. You’re painfully aware of any sounds you make, whether it’s a moan clawing its way up your throat or the slick sounds of your finger gliding through your folds, you try your best to keep it down.
Joel of course isn’t any help.
“Don’t be too loud, baby.” Joel whispers before taking a large swig of champagne. “Wouldn’t want ya to embarrass yourself”
You shoot daggers at him over the dinner table, but you don’t slow down. And now he’s stumped because does he punish you for being bad, playing footsies under the table with him and fingering yourself in public or should he praise you for being a good girl and listening to him.
“Baby,” Joel starts, his voice tight in his throat. “Show me, I want to see.”
To his surprise, you obey easily enough and slide your finger out from under your dress. You bring your hand out from under the tablecloth to present to Joel. His adam’s apple bob in his throat, swallowing thickly at the sight of your middle finger absolutely coated in your wetness, some of it glistening on your palm as well. He nearly loses it when you spread your fingers apart, thin strings of your arousal stretching between your digits.
“Fuck” Joel hisses. There’s a tingle of delight in your stomach as you watch him shift in his chair, finally starting to visibly crack.
He doesn’t say anything else, just reaches into the inner pocket of his jacket to grab his wallet. He hastily pulls out more than enough cash and nearly slams it on the table before standing up.
“C’mon” Joel commands firmly, extending his hand out to you. You blink at him, not moving a muscle otherwise. You don’t know why, something innate inside you when you’re around him, but even when you're inches away from an orgasm you still find room to be bratty.
“And what if I wanted dessert?”
Joel’s jaw clenches as he grinds his teeth together, the tendons in his neck pressing against his skin and you have to bite the inside of your cheek to stop the smirk forming on your face
“Angel,” Joel huffs. “Get up right now and I’ll give you anything you want.”
That’s all it takes. Joel shakes his head when you immediately grab his hand and pull yourself to stand up.
“Such a fuckin’ brat” Joel mumbles as he wraps an arm around you, pulling you into his side. He practically drags you out of the restaurant, his grip tight on your waist and your heels clicking on the asphalt as you trot next to him to keep up with his long strides as he speeds back to the truck.
Ever the gentleman, he opens the passenger door for you, keeping his eyes glued to your body as you climb inside. With you safely inside, he slams the door shut, the sound of your heavy breathing fills the otherwise silent cab of the truck as you watch him walk over to the driver’s side.
You wait a few moments to see if he’ll say anything, but he just stares straight ahead, the muscles in his jaw flexing subtly like he’s chewing over what he’s going to say next as he shoves the key into the ignition.
He backs out of the parking spot and leaves the parking lot without saying a single word. Meanwhile, you’re a mess sitting next to him,
You manage to keep your mouth shut for one whole minute.
“I was just following your instructions” you mumble, crossing your arms over your chest with an exaggerated pout. His jaw shifts to the side but he doesn’t say anything. Doesn’t even look at you.
You sigh dramatically and glance sideways at him to see if he’s looking. But he keeps staring straight ahead. There’s a small part of you that realizes that this is probably all part of his grand plan to drive you up the wall, work you up until you can’t take it anymore. But there’s a much larger part of you that desperately wants his attention.
“And isn’t this my treat anyway? Shouldn’t I be getting what I want?” you press, dipping into dangerous territory just to try and get a reaction out of him.
Still nothing.
The thought of slipping your hand under your dress again crosses your mind, but his earlier threat of the paddle quickly extinguishes it.
All you can do is sit there with a pout etched into your face and ride the rest of the home in silence.
You’re about to explode when he pulls into the driveway. He slides out of his seat and strides over to your side and opens the door. The fire in his eyes burns fiercely as you take your sweet time climbing out. He slams the door shut behind you as soon as you’re out and turns on his heel and quickly makes his way to the door. You groan and actually stamp your foot in frustration. It’s just not fair.
You stomp towards the door, arms still crossed over your chest.
“You said you’d give me anything I want” you call after him, recalling his words from earlier as you make your way inside.
You barely make it through the door before he’s pushing you against it, using his whole body to keep you pinned in place. Your breath catches in your throat and your knees weaken instantly, all of your resolve immediately crumbling around your feet.
He has one hand on your waist while he braces himself with the other one on the wall next to your head. His face is inches from yours and you can smell the sweet champagne on his breath and the cologne on his skin. His eyes flit from yours to your lips, his pupils blown so wide that there’s just a sliver of brown around them
“I said if you were good” he hisses, his voice dangerously low. “What you pulled back there? That was bad, baby. Real bad.”
“You’re the one who told me to finger my-”
Joel’s hand flies from your waist to your throat, his broad palm pressing against your windpipe while he squeezes either side of your neck with his thumb and fingers. Heat surges down your spine and settles in your lower abdomen, your aching sex throbbing pathetically in response.
“Don’t you try to fuckin’ spin this on me, sweetheart” Joel snarls.
Maybe he meant to strike fear in you, maybe try to teach you a lesson. But it’s exactly what you want. Joel knows it too – you can tell by the slight smirk that tugs at the corner of his lips in response to your small, breathless gasp.
“Was just trying to be nice to you” he starts, his voice so low at the point you doubt you’d be able to hear him from any further away. “Try to take you out to a nice restaurant to celebrate and that’s how you repay me? Playin’ with me like that under the table and then actin’ like a spoiled brat all the way home?”
You both know he’s playing up his part. These were all minor infractions at best. Both of you knew that. You had been in this position for much, much worse behavior. But Joel isn’t dumb, and he’s well aware of what you want - to be tossed around a little, roughened up and broken down until you’re a squirming mess. And who is he to deny you of that?
You chew on your lip before muttering a small “M’sorry daddy”
Joel’s eyes narrow even more, the hand on your throat tightening slightly as your carefully chosen words have the exact intended effects on him.
“No, you ain’t” Joel growls. “But you will be. Get on your fuckin’ knees.”
He drops the hand from your throat and takes a step back. You exhale the breath you were holding, and you stare at him as his hands fall to his belt. Just the thought of having him in your mouth has you nearly drooling.
But you’re not done yet.
“No” you say plainly, crossing your arms over your chest once again.
Joel’s hands freeze on his belt, his eyes burning holes into you as you stare right back, not moving an inch from where you’re standing.
He raises one eyebrow slightly as if to say I hope I didn’t hear what I just heard but you remain silent and motionless. After a few long moments of complete silence, Joel chuckles softly, his hands falling to his sides in defeat. He gives you one more look and then shakes his head before turning around and heading towards the bedroom.
You’re about to call after him, ask him where he’s going, but his earlier threat of the paddle floats through your mind once again. That has you panicking nearly instantly.
You watch in disbelief as he disappears up the stairs. Your legs feel as though they’re stuck in wet concrete, and it takes a few seconds to coordinate your mind and body to get you to move. You scamper after him, a cold sweat tingling on the back of your neck as you head towards the bedroom.
He’s sitting on the edge of the bed when you walk in, in the middle of untying his shoes. You stand in front of him, arms behind your back and patiently wait for him to toe his shoes off.
He kicks them to the side then looks up at you with a heavy sigh, like your behavior is causing him physical pain. You offer him a meek smile as he rests his palms behind him on the mattress and leans back, his eyes raking over your body as he does so.
He doesn’t say anything, which you take as an invitation.
You move to climb into his lap. He doesn’t reprimand you, but he doesn’t move to hold you either.
You sit on your knees, your legs straddling his. You can feel him through his pants and your soaked panties, still hard as diamonds. That’s a good sign at least.
“M’sorry, daddy” you say again, much more sincerely this time. You bring your hands up to fiddle with the collar of his shirt, avoiding his eyes as you wait for a response that never comes.
“Just wanted to play” you confess quietly. Joel still doesn't say anything, but his eyes follow your hands as you start toying with the buttons of his shirt.
“And you just looked so handsome tonight” you continue, undoing the first button. You wait again. Still no response.
“Thank you for taking me out” you say as you undo the next button.
“And for dressing me up”
Another button.
“Making me feel so beautiful”
And another.
You undo the last button then push away both sides so that his whole torso is on display for you. You stare for a second, fixated on the steady rise and fall of his broad chest, the soft curve of his tummy, and the trail of hair disappearing under the waistband of his pants.
He remains silent still as you place your hands on his abdomen and slowly slide them up to his shoulders before crossing your arms behind his neck. Finally, you drag your eyes up and look at him through your lashes. His gaze is soft and much warmer than you were expecting.
“Promise I’ll be good.” you say, barely above a whisper.
He gives you a half smile and brings a hand up to cup your cheek, his thumb rubbing across your bottom lip.
“You want daddy to make you feel good? Want me to fuck you til you fuckin’ stupid” Joel asks, tilting his head to the side acting like he doesn’t know the answer.
You nod vigorously and poke your tongue out to lick at the tip of his thumb, just for good measure.
“Thought so” Joel says as he pushes his thumb past your lips. You suck on it eagerly and let him press down on your tongue, your clit twitching with desperate need.
“Then why don’t you show daddy how sorry you are, and I might reconsider gettin’ the paddle out.”
You immediately pull off his thumb and sink to your knees without any further instruction. You reach for his belt, deft fingers unbuckling the belt that you’ve undone so many times before, his button and zipper following soon after.
He stops you there and moves to stand up. You sit back on your knees with your hands on your thighs and watch as he quickly shucks off his shirt, tossing it somewhere behind him. You chew on your lip as he pulls down the waistband of his pants and boxers, his cock bobbing heavily as he steps out of them.
Your completely transfixed by it, the veins running along the length, the redden head and the drops of precum leaking from the slit. You don’t even realize you’re staring until he slides a finger under your chin, tilting your head up to look at him.
“Turn around” he instructs simply.
You have no reason to disobey at this point, so you do as you’re told, turning in the small space between Joel’s leg and the edge of the bed. He takes another step forward, backing you up into the side of the mattress.
“S’this what you wanted, baby?” he coos as he wraps a hand around himself.
“Yes, daddy. Always want it” you respond. You look up at him through your lashes, batting them for added effect.
“Yeah, I know you do” he rasps, taking another small step forward. He rests the head of his cock on your bottom lip, smearing precum. You dart your tongue out to lick it up.
He drags the tip of his cock from your lips to your cheek, smearing more precum on your skin and giving you a few light smacks for good measure.
It’s degrading, and should be humiliating, but it just makes your head spin, the fire in your stomach rapidly growing as you open your mouth for him, giving him silent permission to use you however he pleases.
He groans softly as he pushes past your lips, sinking into the wet heat of your mouth. He’s only halfway in when you gag around him, tears already pricking at your waterline.
“Oh, you know you can take it deeper than that, angel”
He places both hands on the back of your head, gently forcing you down the rest of his length. You let him, focusing on breathing through your nose as rolls his hips forward until he’s buried in your throat. You gag again once he’s all the way in, but he keeps your head in place, holding you there for a few more seconds, groaning as your throat convulses around him
“Yeah, that’s it, baby. Got that throat fuckin’ trained”
He pulls out, allows you to take a gulp of air before he’s shoving back in again. His hips quickly settle into a steady rhythm, his cock nudging the back of your throat with every thrust. You brace yourself with one hand on his thigh and you can feel the muscles working under your palm.
“Spoiled little brat just needed daddy to fuck her throat, huh?”
You hum around him in response, reveling in the feeling of his cock twitching against your tongue. He continues to fuck your face, completely unconcerned with the tears rolling down your cheeks and the spit leaking out of the corners of your mouth. He moves one hand from your head to your throat, his palm splaying across your windpipe. He tightens his grip just slightly, pushing against the bulge of his head buried deep in your throat.
“Fuck, baby,” he groans, thrusting in all the way and staying there. “Love feelin’ myself in that tight little throat”
The fire in your tummy burns with blinding heat at his praise. A dull ache starts to settle in your jaw as salvia slides down your chin and neck, more hot tears spilling over your lash line as you squeeze your eyes shut and try your best not to gag.
“Take it so well” Joel pants as he starts to rock his hips again. “Fuckin’ made to take my cock.”
The lack of air already has you feeling dizzy, and his words are only adding to the feeling. He’s not wrong –with him fucking your face like this, a strong hand on your head and the other wrapped firmly around your throat, it feels like your sole purpose in life is to please him, to be a toy he can use to make himself feel good. And you fucking love it.
After one more strong thrust, he pulls out of your mouth completely. His cock is dripping with your saliva, a string of it connecting his head to your swollen lips.
“Look at you” Joel coos. You look up at him through wet lashes.
“Bein’ so good for me.”
He moves his hand on your throat to your cheek, cupping your jaw as he wipes some of the tears away with his thumb. He then rubs it over your wet, glossy lips, and you already know what he wants next.
“Open” he commands gently, his thumb tugging down on your bottom lip.
You obey immediately, your jaw hanging open and a smile pulls at the corner of your lips. You watch hungrily as he gathers the salvia in his mouth before he bends down slightly. He lets it drip into your awaiting mouth and you hum happily as the liquid hits your tongue.
“Good fuckin’ girl” he rasps before spitting again, this time with more force. A small moan finds its way out of you as you keep your mouth open and let the warm liquid pool on your tongue until he gives you further directions.
“Swallow it.”
You do so happily, and he hums in approval before standing up straight again. He grabs his cock and guides it to your lips again. He allows you to take one deep breath before he’s pushing in again, his fingers now digging into your jaw, his other hand back on your head as he guides your movements.
“Such a slut for it, aren’t ya?”
You nod the best you can with his cock filling your mouth. He holds you steady, giving a few well-measured thrusts down your throat before pulling out again, leaving you coughing mess below him. He looks at you lovingly as you gasp and try to catch your breath, your lips cherry red, matching the color of the rims of your eyes.
“Doin’ okay?” he asks, voice soft and gentle.
You nod again and give him a dazed smile before wiping your mouth with the back of your hand.
“Good girl. Now stand up.”
Joel reaches out to hold your arm as you pull yourself to stand on weak legs, your knees tight and sore from kneeling on the floor. But you couldn’t care less.
He uses both hands to hike up the hem of your dress, making quick work of lifting it up and over your head. He quickly discards it to a forgotten corner of the room before planting a wide, calloused palm square on your chest and pushing you down onto the mattress.
You land on flat on your back against plush mattress, your legs dangling off the edge. Joel reaches for a pillow, and you lift your head so he can slide it underneath. Your skin buzzes as you watch him take his place, standing at the edge of the bed between your legs.
“So fucking pretty” Joel mutters as he smooths a hand down your front from the hollow of your throat to the tops of your thighs, leaving goosebumps in his wake. He plucks at one of the black satin garter straps, letting it snap against your skin. It barely stings and you giggle and wiggle your hips in pure excitement.
Your hungry eyes rake down his body before settling on his cock again, shiny from your spit as it bobs heavily between his legs.
He starts working on undoing the clasps of the straps without preamble, letting you know that he’s not in the mood to take things slow, which you appreciate greatly.
He has all four straps undone in a matter of seconds and tugs at the belt. You lift your hips, helping him to slide it down your hips and legs. The speed and carelessness he exerts as he pulls the fabric off your body is a stark contrast from how concentrated he was while dressing you in it just a few hours ago.
With the belt out the way, he cups your pussy in his hand. The heel of his hand presses against your swollen clit through the delicate fabric of your thong, his fingers pressing firmly against the damp spot that’s been there since before you left the house.
You whine, a high-pitched sound from the back of your throat. Joels eyes flick up from between your legs to your face, a wicked smirk curling on his lips.
“Such a needy little pussy” he says darkly, pressing his hand further against your core. You roll your hips up and grind against his hand, chasing after the friction you’ve been craving all evening.
But he immediately removes his hand and gives you firm smack instead. You yelp at the sensation, your clit tingling and pulsing.
“Wanna hear you beg for it.”
He drags his fingertips along on the edges of your panties, his touch featherlight and torturously slow. There’s a small part of you that wants to say no, that wants to argue with him, push him further, just to see what would happen.
But you’re 10 levels above desperate for his touch.
“Please daddy, w-want it so bad”
Joel clicks his tongue and lands another light slap to your clothed pussy. You bite back another yelp and will your hips to stay still.
“You know you can do better than that. Try again, tell daddy exactly what you want”
You squeeze your eyes shut, well beyond frustrated at this point. You suck in a deep, steadying breath and exhale is slowly before opening your eyes again to meet his gaze. His eyes are dark, and his jaw is tight as he looks back at you.
“Want you to fuck me, want you so deep inside me that I can barely breathe, want you to be rough with me, make sure I can feel it for days, please daddy please. I promise I’ll be good, just – please I ne-”
You cut yourself off when Joel digs his fingers into the lace of your thong, the sound of tearing fabric hitting your ears as he rips it off of you.
“Joel!” you shout, sitting up on your elbows to look at him.
He doesn't say anything, just grabs your hips and pulls you closer to the edge of the bed. But you’re still stuck on the fact that he just casually ripped off your panties like that.
“Thought those were your favorite pair” you mumble, looking at the discarded fabric sitting on the bed.
“Shut up” Joel grunts as he wraps a hand around the base of his cock, steadying himself and lining up at your dripping entrance. “I’ll buy you more.”
You’re about to say something back, but he slides in before as soon as you open your mouth, effectively taking your breath away.
The stretch of his thick cock inside you as he sinks in all the way in one smooth motion is enough to wipe your brain clean.
He stays still once he’s inside, his tip kissing your cervix. He curses under his breath as your walls spasm around him, already milking him for all that he’s worth.
“Always so fuckin’ tight for me. Perfect little pussy.”
You let him maneuver you into position, one of his hands cupping the back of your knee, lifting your leg up to rest on his shoulder, both of you sighing as the angle pushes him just a bit deeper. He brings your other leg up but keeps it pinned to the bed with a strong hand on your thigh, leaving you spread open just for him.
Without warning, he draws his hips back, sliding nearly all the way out before slamming back in.
You cry out, your hands scrambling for purchase on the duvet. You’ve taken him countless times before. But he’s big. And no matter how wet or turned on you are, without opening you up first on his fingers, your walls are aching and tingling as he forces your body to mold to his.
And it’s exactly what you asked for.
He grinds his pelvis against your clit, his cock bumping into a spot that’s impossibly deep inside of you. You jolt at the sensation and reflexively try to scoot up the bed, your already overwhelmed body trying to get away from the intense feeling.
“Oh, don’t run from it now” Joel growls, grabbing one of your hips and forcing you back down on his cock. “Begged for it all night, so I’m gonna fuckin’ give it to ya”
“S-so much daddy, you’re so– oh fuck. You’re so fucking big” You whimper pathetically, your hands gripping the duvet so tight that your nails are digging into your palms even through the barrier of the fabric.
“I know it’s a lot, angel. But you can take it,” Joel pants. “Can’t you?”
You nod lazily against the pillow as he pulls out again.
“What’s your safeword” he asks, the head of his cock resting just a few inches inside of you, providing you with enough relief to answer.
“Red” you whine.
“Good girl. Do you wanna use it?”
You immediately shake your head
“No.”
“That’s my girl” Joel growls before slamming back in again, knocking the air straight out of your lungs. Your back arches with the feeling as he quickly builds up his pace.
He fucks into you like it’s his last day on earth, fast and rough, just like you begged for. Just like he knows you need. Your whole body feels electrified while moans tumble freely past your lips, your eyes rolling back into your head.
With your eyes closed, you don’t see it, but you do feel Joel’s lips pressing against your ankle that’s resting on his shoulder, lips warm and wet through the sheer fabric of the stocking that he never took off.
“Little pussy is takin’ me so well, angel” Joel mumbles against your ankle “Feel so good wrapped around me, squeezing me like that”
He starts a trail of kisses from your ankle to your knee, his hips not faltering in pace, not even once. The last of the stinging ache melts away as your walls stretch to fully accommodate him. He has an iron grip on your ankle, and his fingers on his other hand dig into the meat of your thigh, creating small purple marks under the smooth skin. The hot coil in your stomach is starting to tighten as you moan incessantly. And of course, Joel notices.
“Get those tits out, angel.”
You whimper underneath him and try your best to follow his instructions. Your arms feel like cinder blocks as you unclench your fists from the duvet and move your hands to your chest. You grab the cups of your bralette and tug them down, letting your breast spill out over the tops.
Joel gives you a few words of praise that you can’t fully process. You already feel delirious, his cock quickly turning you into a useless, needy puddle underneath him.
“Play with ‘em for me.”
You do as your told and cup your breasts, one in each hand before gently tweaking your nipples with your thumb and forefinger. Joel gives you more indistinguishable praise as you let your eyes slip closed again, completely surrendering to the pleasure coursing through your veins.
The hand that Joel has wrapped around your ankle slides down to the back of your thigh, pushing on your leg and forcing your knee into your chest and sending his cock even deeper.
“Ohhh, daddy shit fuckfuckfuckk” you whine as the head of his cock nudges against the spot that only he has ever found over and over again, the same spot he finds every single time.
“There ya go” he whispers as you start to squirm underneath him, your jaw slack and your walls fluttering around him.
“You gonna cum, pretty girl? Gonna make a mess on daddy’s cock?”
You nod vigorously but you already know he wants more than that.
“Want–” you try to start, but Joel’s hand landing on your clit steals your breath, a loud moan coming out instead.
“C’mon, baby. Keep goin” Joel urges breathlessly, two of his fingers rubbing tight circles on your clit. “Sound so pretty when you beg. Look at me while you do it.”
You groan and open your eyes again to meet his gaze. His chest is heaving with every breath, muscles flexing deliciously as he fucks you with everything that he has, pounding you further and further into the mattress.
“Please let me cum daddy, M’so close –ah oh my god please let me cum please please please let me.”
“You can cum, angel. Keep those eyes on me and show me how pretty you look when you cum on this cock”
It’s only a few more seconds of him pummeling into you and his fingers drawing expert circles on your clit to send you over the edge.
You lock eyes with him and let out a long, loud moan as your orgasm starts to rip through you, your whole body trembling with pure, white hot bliss. He fucks you through it, on the heels of his own release as you shake underneath him, your warm, wet walls rhythmically clenching and fluttering so perfectly around him.
“Gonna make me cum, honey” Joel grits out, his pace getting more and more uneven.
“Inside” you manage to whine, still riding out the last of your orgasm.
“Yeah, baby, I know. Gonna fill you up so good”
One, two, three more thrusts until you feel his cock pulsing as he starts to spill his load deep inside of you with a loud groan from somewhere deep in his chest. He keeps fucking you, pushing his spend deeper and deeper inside of you until he he’s too sensitive to continue. He buries himself in you as deep as he can and stills.
After a few moments, Joel straightens your legs out on the mattress then pulls out of you, moving off of you and flopping down flat on his back next to you with a heavy sigh.
Labored breaths are the only sound in the room as you both come down. You whole body feels like jell-o, all thoughts moving slowly through your syrupy head. You can’t help but giggle next to him, feeling positively euphoric after getting your brains fucked out of your skull.
Joel turns his head to look at you.
“What’re you laughin’ at?” he asks, a smile quickly spreading on his face. He rolls onto his side and props his head up on his hand. He wraps his other arm around your waist and pulls you closer to him, despite you being dead weight right now.
You look up at him, eyes hooded with a lazy smile. You try to think of something to say but all you can manage is another giggle, which makes Joel chuckle too.
“You’re such a goose” he says, leaning down to kiss your forehead.
“Thought I was a spoiled little brat?”
Joel rolls his eyes and rests his cheek on his hand again, his smile still glued to his face.
“Those aren’t mutually exclusive.”
“So, I’m a spoiled little bratty goose?”
“Mhmm.”
You grin and scoot closer into him.
“That sounds like a lot to handle”
You squeal when he pinches your hip.
“Tell me about it,” Joel sighs, lying his head down on the mattress and wrapping his body around yours. You smile like an idiot with your face squished against his chest, fully satisfied once again.
Thank god you got that promotion.
Thank you for reading I love all sm!!!
#joel miller smut#joel miller x reader#joel miller x you#joel miller one shot#joel miller fic#the last of us#tlou fic#joel miller#pedro pascal characters
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i wanna requesttt!!
so maybe reader and jj r studying and he cant focus so reader thinks of a way to get him to focus and decides to cockwarm him🫣 everytime jj gets a question right reader rolls her hips until jj gets fustrated and flips reader over to finish wha she started🫠 (just an idea you dont have to follow through<33)
warnings: cock warming, unprotected sex, reader is a tease.
this was so hot, thank you thank you for the request omfg 😩
“this is fucking stupid” jj groans, tossing his head down onto the desk.
you sigh, standing from your bed and walking to place a hand on jj’s upper back, “j, we have to study, this test is worth ten percent of your grade..”
jj turns in his desk chair, his hands finding your waist instantly. you feel chills run through your body when he tightly squeezes at your hips.
“i know baby, but i can’t focus. my mind is on.. other things” jj runs his hands down your hips, placing them on your ass and jiggling the fatty flesh.
you bring your bottom lip between your teeth, an amused smirk played across your lips.
you sit yourself on his lap, your fingers running through his hair, tugging softly at the blond locks as you lean your lips down to his ear, teeth nipping softly at the skin.
“i think i might know how to help you focus baby”
jj’s cock grows hard, his thick length pressing into your ass.
“oh yeah? and how might that be?”
you quickly stand, sliding your shorts and panties down your legs and kicking them across your bedroom floor. jj’s eyes go wide, his hands flying to your bare pussy, fingers lightly grazing your clit before you push them away.
“ah ah, no. you can’t touch. i’ll sit on your cock while we study, but you have to focus, anytime you get a question right, i’ll roll my hips a little, get a question wrong, well, i don’t move. once we finish studying, you can fuck me”
jj grins, quickly standing from his chair and pulling his sweatpants down his legs. jj grabs his books and rushes to the bed, pulling his underwear off before sitting and patting at his lap.
“come sit baby, we have a test to study for”
you quickly oblige, rushing to him and sitting yourself on his lap. you grind your bare cunt against jj’s throbbing length, getting it nice and wet with your arousal before you grasp it and begin teasing the head at your entrance.
you sink yourself down onto him, a low groan falling from his lips when you do. he unconsciously bucks his hips up, his swollen head lightly hitting at your g-spot and pulling a whine from you.
“j- fuck- jj no, focus”
you hear jj groan, but ultimately he agrees. he grabs his textbook off of your bed, placing it in your hands so you could begin asking him test questions.
“the basic elements of the supply chain include what?”
jj snaps his fingers, a wide grin growing on his face. “easy, supply, manufacture and distribution”
you smirk. “correct”
you slowly roll your hips over his length, feeling him twitch inside you before you stop.
“don’t get too excited we have a lot more to go baby”
jj groans as you clear your throat, “next question: what is a company’s strategic plan?”
“uhhh, outlining new products for the next year?”
you tsk, “nope, sorry baby, it’s a statement of goals and objectives for a long-range period”
“fuck, i knew that” jj sighs, his lip jutted out in a pout at the lack of movement from you.
“it’s okay, next question…”
you and jj continue this cycle for almost an hour, jj finally beginning to get all the questions correct, his need for reward strong.
you’re mid sentence on a question when you hear jj groan, “fuck this, i need you now”
“jj-“ you begin, but your words are replaced by a squeal when jj grabs the book from your hands and tosses it to the floor. he quickly flips you onto your back, running his hands up your shirt and cupping your breasts tightly between them.
“i was good, i answered as many questions as i could, but i need to fucking feel more of you, this ‘cock warming’ shit isn’t cutting it” jj grunts out, his hips pounding harshly into yours as his fingers pinch and pull at your hardened nipples.
you whine loudly, arching your back off the mattress, your hips bucking up and matching his thrusts. “fuck fuck, jj, so fucking good”
“yeah? you like how my cock feels buried inside you? do you think i should let you cum after you teased me for almost an entire fucking hour? hmm? do you think you deserve that baby? sitting this warm, soaked pussy on my cock but not giving me what i need?”
you open your mouth to speak but nothing comes out except for moans and whimpers, jj’s cock repeatedly hitting at your g-spot, pushing you closer to the edge.
jj digs his fingers into your sides, the cold metal of his rings surely bruising the skin. you hear him grunt out a few curse words as his thrusts grow sloppier.
“tell me, do you deserve to fucking cum? i don’t think you do”
you begin whimpering, your release so close you could feel it. “p-please let me cum, j! i-i promise to be good, won’t tease you like that ever- shit- won’t tease you ever again”
jj begins licking and sucking on your neck, his hips stuttering as his cock twitches inside you, the hot ropes of his cum filling you up.
“fuck! cum for me baby” jj grunts out, his hips stuttering to a still as he comes down from his high.
his words were all it took, your toes curling and a pornographic moan escaping you as your release bursts from you.
jj falls limp on top of you, his chest heaving up and down as he tries to calm his breathing.
“fuck, that was..”
you cut him off, finishing his sentence, “.. fucking amazing. i need to get you frustrated more often”
jj rolls off of you, pulling his sweatpants back up his legs and grabbing his book off the floor, “yeah, maybe you do. now let’s get back to this, worth ten percent of my grade right?”
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EDGING THE HOMIES 🤭
Short stories on how I think how cod men would react to being overstimulated !!
Gaz, Price, Ghost, König, Soap
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GAZ
“o-oH fuCk~” gaz moaned out loudly, he was trying his best to keep his voice down since price was right next door and knew that if price woke up from gaz’s loud moans, he’d make it everyone’s problem.
You held his dick in your hands, jerking it as slowly as you could, driving kyle over the edge. He couldn’t take it anymore.
“C-cumming!!!” He whispered as loud as he could, but just as he was about to cum. You let go of his dick.
Gaz whined, tears spilling out of his eyes, he wanted to cum so bad but you wouldn’t let him. “Pleaseeee babe, please just let me cum please I’ll never tease you ever again just please let me cum”
He continued to whine until you had the change of heart and started jerking him off once again. The room filled with “ah~” ‘s and “fuck~” ‘s until gaz finally came into your hand.
You both then cuddled:)
PRICE
“Fuck, you can’t do this to me sweetheart” price let out breathy moans, just wanting to feel the sweet release of cumming.
You chuckled, “your cute when your not bossing people around, I wish I could keep you like this forever”.
Price through his head back, just wanting to feel anything other than overstimulation, either it would be pain or the feeling of finally being able to cum.
You had put a vibrator on your husband’s dick and tied his hands to his back, restraining him from trying to get himself to cum.
He begged you to take the vibrator off, the faint “zzzzzzzzz” sound was driving him absolutely mad. “Just a few more minutes”.
You guys then went on to have very rough sex ;)
GHOST
“Y/n you fucking idiot, aH~! I need to fucking cum!!” Ghost was currently have his dick sucked by you. The feeling of your mouth around his cock felt so good.
But you wouldn’t let him cum, why? Because you two were on a serious mission and you knew that ghost was VERY loud when it came to orgasms.
You continued to suck the poor man off until his mask was wet with tears and sweat. He couldn’t take it anymore, he absolutely NEEDED to cum.
After the mission he proceeded to give you the most worst punishment in the whole wide world..
NO SEX FOR A WEEK (obviously he broke his own rule cuz you’re just so unrinstable) 😱😱😱😱😱😱😱
KÖNIG
There König was, moaning his fucking ass off. He was so loud you worried that your neighbors would not be able to get any sleep that night.
But this was your idea, so you had to stick with it. You bounced on top of König like his dick was the last you’d ever have.
“anG~! CaNt taKe muCh mOre!!” König screamed as he tried jerking his hips up more, trying to get himself to cum.
But then just as he was about to cum, you pulled him out. You then heard little sniffles coming from in front of you.
You looked up to see it was König crying :(. You freaked out a bit and tried comforting him the best you could, you consoled him, you gave him kisses on the cheek and forehead.
Turns out he was really looking forward to cumming inside you:(((.
So you let him cum inside you and then you two cuddled <3333
SOAP (OMFG I MISSED SOAP IM SO SORRY MALE SOAP LOVERS)
“Y/n! This is way too risky!” Soap whispered as he tried to hold back a groan, “it’s fine, plus, it’s just a little risk~”.
You teased the tip of soap’s cock, rubbing your thumb across the slit. Soap let out a small “oh fuck~” as he quickly covered his mouth.
Ghost was sleeping peacefully a foot across from both of you, his loud dad snores being the only thing heard inside their tent.
You felt soap’s cock twitch in your hand, you knew his release was coming but you decided to be a dick and directly put your thumb over his tip.
“What the fuck y/n! I was about to cum!!” Soap whined as silently as he could, “haha, I know~ that’s why I did it”
After a few minutes you let him cum.
He then fucked you as hard as he could, making sure you kept quiet while he was doing so >;) !!
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I hope this wasn’t too shitty
Some of this I wrote when I sleepy and I barely proofread anything i make so..
Yea i hoped you all liked it:)))
IM SO SORRY JDJDKANSD I DIDNT REALIZE I FORGOT MY SOAPY POOKIE BEAR PLS DONT BE MAD AT ME SOAP FANS
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i cant rest until i talk about the pure unhinged RIVALRY between porn☆!graves vs. porn☆!ghost
im not in the mood for seggsy talk n shit but graves is smug and a know-it-all and relishes in your firey anger towards him (cause hes a bastard slut when ARENT you mad at him???) and just lets out a laugh and shakes his head when u storm out to take a smoke break or smth (honestly he probably gets even more turned on at ur angry attitude)
nd ghost watches you from the lounge area (??? idfk how studios work LOL-) as ur stomping out and cursing graves to all seven hells and decides to confront him about his assholery
AND ALL HE DOES IS JUST SMIRK AND CHUCKLE AND PATS GHOSTS SHOULDER SAYING SOME SHIT LIKE "jealousy's a bad look on you. just admit i can treat 'em better"
after counting, ive used about 24 tissues during my time writing this ask. anyways.
🪷
OMFG WAIT A SECOND
HOLD UP.
AND ALL HE DOES IS JUST SMIRK AND CHUCKLE AND PATS GHOSTS SHOULDER SAYING SOME SHIT LIKE "jealousy's a bad look on you. just admit i can treat 'em better"
YES YES YES I fucking love this?! I'm scribbling furiously, hahaha. I swear my favorite thing about the whole ps!universe is how so much of it is shaped by you all people. like you send me the most amazing ideas and thoughts on ps!ghost and pals, and it inspires me so, so much to keep writing more content and to explore the universe further.
I love this omfg, thank youuuu!! this just made my whole entire evening I swear I swear. peeps please keep sending me your ps!universe ideas, even for other characters than just ps!ghost. they keep me so damn well fed. 💗
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Old Flames 2
omg before i start this second part thank you guys sm for all the support on the first part i love you guys sm and i tried my best to get this out asap!!
contains: !meanellie x !shy/scaredreader, angst, some fluff, some smut, sexual thoughts, alcohol, weed, and i think thats it! lmk if i forgot anything and as always 18+ !!
enjoy lovelys <3
You and ellie barely spoke since saturday. After confessing and hugging for a while you mutually decided to let eachother think in silence.
ellie couldnt stop thinking back to all the times you guys had hung out. what signs did she miss? could she have done something differently? maybe if she told you she was attracted to you maybe you would be together.
You were having similar thoughts, facing the opposite direction as ellie but you decided to text dina.
Dina
12:34 am
y:guess whos my fucking roommate
d:who?
y:ellie.
y:and thats not even the worst part
d: uh oh
d: please dont tell me you did something stupid
y: yeah about that…
y:i kinda told her i used to be inlove with her and thats why i ghosted her.
d: WHAT????
y: I KNOW I KNOW IDK WHAT I WAS THINKING EITHER BUT SHE WAS SURPRISINGLY NICE ABOUT IT LIKE WE HUGGED FOR A WHILE
d: omfg
d: ok whatever just come to my dorm tomorrow morning and we can talk about it while we get ready for the party which you agreed to go to by the way
y: ughhh i forgot about that do i have to go??
d: you promised!!
y: fine ill come over at like 7
d: thank youu and gl with the whole ellie thing.
y: thanks
(end of conversation)
You sighed and put your phone on the charger before deciding you should get some sleep before going to dinas.
you woke up and looked at the flashing red numbers on your alarm clock that read 6:18 AM
you got up and put some sweatpants on along with a hoodie before putting your laptop charger phone and a dress to change into for the party that night into your tote bag. you grabbed your shoes and began tying then when you heard shuffling on the other side of the room
shit you thought to yourself. you really didn’t wanna have to face ellie this morning but she was your roomate after all.
“where are you going this early” she said rubbing her eyes. her voice sounded so raspy, you felt the same butterflies you tried so hard to get rid of senior year but now they were back.
“shit sorry did i wake you up?” you said standing up to look at her ignoring her previous question.
“yea kinda but you didn’t answer my question, where are you going?” she said a little harsher now. “just dinas, ill be back pretty late too so dont wait up” you replied. “oh? and where are you going thats keeping you out so late” ellie replied standing up crossing her arms. she was just wearing a tanktop and sweats, her muscular arms on full display. trying to divert your attention so you wouldnt stare you tried to reply. “just some stupid frat party”.
“oh? well im going to a frat party myself tonight so i guess well both be back late” she said smirking slightly. you rolled your eyes. “yeah ok” you replied turning around and walking to the front door. you opened it but before you closed it again you heard ellie say “you cant pretend nothing happened, y/n” after you heard that you quickly shut the door and started on your way to dinas dorm.
“you need to have an actual conversation with her y/n” dina said. you had spent the last hour and a half talking about your situation with ellie.
“but how i cant even say hi to her without feeling like im going to throw up from how nervous i am” you whined. you could tell dina was tired of listening to you but you didn’t really have anyone else that would put up with it.
“well its gonna happen weather you like it or not, but for now lets focus on your outfit for the party” you knew dina was trying to be helpful by changing the subject but you weren’t completely ready to stop talking about the situation between you and ellie but you complied with dinas request.
“ugh fine, hold on let me get my new dress i bought like two days ago” you showed her the dress. it was black with some glitter and off the shoulder sleeves.
“oh my god it looks amazing! you have to try it on for me” you rolled your eyes before going into the bathroom to change. when you walked out to show dina she opened her mouth slightly with a shocked expression across her face.
“holy shit y/n you look fucking amazing.”
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you walked into the party with your hair and makeup done by dina. you made a beeline to the drink table dragging dina with you terrified to see ellie sober. you poured some alcohol from a bottle of straight vodka into a small shot glass sized solo cup.
“jeez slow down” dina said with a slightly concerned look as you downed the first shot and started pouring your second one.
“she said she was going to be here and i cannot be sober when i see her” you said after drinking your second shot.
“well how about you come dance for a bit before you get to wasted” dina spoke as she grabbed your wrist and dragged you into a crowd of sweaty bodies all dancing with the music. after a couple of minutes of pure uncomfort you told dina you were getting another drink. you walked over to the table and poured yourself a cup of vodka and punch and decided to go outside to the patio to get some fresh air.
you stepped outside closing the sliding glass door behind you. it was completely empty which was good. it made it easier for you to think. you sat against the wall and closed your eyes taking a sip of your concoction every once and a while listening to the slight beat of the music coming from inside. you thought about a lot of things, college, classes, but mostly ellie. you knew you couldnt avoid the subject forever, but you wished things could just go back to normal. you both being on speaking terms with no romantic feelings for eachother, but it was a little late for that now, and you couldnt keep pushing ellie away, she was your roomate now but you also missed what you used to have. maybe talking to her would be able to do that, but you still wanted to put it off for as long as possible.
you were deep in your thoughts when you heard the sliding sound of the glass door open. you thought it was dina looking for you so you just said, “yeah yeah i know dina just give me like five minutes and ill go back in” however the voice that you thought belonged to your best friend sounded nothing like her, instead it was ellie. “well im not dina but you should probably go back inside” she spoke.
you were pulled out of your thoughts at the sound of her voice looking over at her as she made her way to sit down next to you.
you already being somewhat drunk you responded to her with a little attitude “what do you want, did dina tell you i was going to be out here or something” “well for one i wasnt looking for you, i didnt even know you were going to be out here, i just came outside to smoke, but it’s probably a good thing i found you, we need to talk” she says pulling out a joint from the back pocket of her jeans. she was wearing acid washed dark blue jeans and a maroon tshirt with a sage green flannel over it. she had her hair in a half up half down bun style and of course, her black converse.
you watched intently as she placed the joint between her lips and lit it, the smell hitting your nose as she inhaled and exhaled the substance.
“you shouldve said something, senior year, i might’ve even felt the same”. she started to speak again. “but what if you didnt?”. “then thats it, atleast we wouldve gotten it out of the way”. you wished that what she was saying was true but you knew better. “dont act like it wouldnt have been a big deal ellie, you and i both know that it would change our entire friendship, plus what about cat?”
there was a moment of silence before ellie spoke again “me and cat broke up after a few months but we werent even dating when you cut me off. we couldve tried it out. we couldve gone on dates and shit. We couldve made it work, even if we decided to just be friends.”
after another moment of silence you decided to say something. “what if we tried just being friends again, we cant really avoid eachother anymore you know since were roomates and shit” you proposed. you didn’t want to be just freinds but after months of not talking you couldnt just ask her to date you. Ellie however wanted you to ask her to be more.
“so just friends? nothing more?” ellie said as she turned to look at you. occasionally glancing at your lips.
“well i mean i just thought-“ you were cut off by ellie. “you thought i wouldnt say yes if you asked me to be more?”. you felt heat rise up to your face as ellie moved slightly closer but enough to the point where your shoulders were touching. “i mean, i-i guess?” you were able to stutter out.
“well what if i told you i wouldve said yes?” as she spoke she moved her face closer to yours to the point where you could slightly feel her breath against you.
“i-i dont” before you could finish you were cut off by her lips lightly pressing against yours. you were shocked for a moment but eventually gave in and kissed her back as she flicked her joint elsewhere. the kiss became more lustful when she slightly bit on your bottom lip and entering her tounge in your mouth when you gasped. you put your hands on the sides of her face to pull her in even more. she pulled you onto her lap and her knee pressed slightly onto your core making you gasp and pull away from the kiss for a moment. you felt your arousal growing as your underwear slowly became wet. you wanted so badly for it to go further but you knew you couldnt do it on the patio of a frat party.
ellie tried kissing you again but you held her shoulders to stop her. “ this is amazing but i think we should go back inside, dinas probably worried by now”
“hmm ok but remember we’re roommates”
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A/N
Im so sorry this took me so long to publish but here it is!!! it might be a bit of a longer wait for part three because of school but i will keep you guys updated!! again thank you all so much for the support on the first part im so happy you guys like this series as much as i like writing it!!
#ellie williams x reader#tlou2#ellie williams smut#ellie williams fic#the last of us#ellie x fem reader#ellie x y/n
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🪓 Nerdy Prudes Must Die - Some Thoughts 🪓
I decided to rewatch NPMD (second day in a row 🙈) and wanted to write down some random thoughts and reactions because why the fuck not 😌
‼️ SPOILERS FOR NPMD BELOW ‼️
I loved this show from the second it started omg I love things about murder 🤭
“Riiiiichie… Riiiiiichie…” — kind of gave off IT vibes ngl
They really killed off Jon Matteson’s nerd character in the first 35 seconds 💀
“They twisted his nipples off 🤣” - WHY WAS HE SO HAPPY ABOUT IT
THE PROJECTION OF THE TITLE IN THE VICTIM’S BLOOD, STARKID HAD HELLA BUDGET FOR THIS SHOW 🙌🏻
“🎵I’m dead…the blood is arbitrating from my head🎵” needs to become a trending TikTok sound or something oh my fucking gOD
LAUREN YOU QUEEN 🙌🏻👏🏻 also living for that fucking wig
MARIAHHHHHHH 🎵❤️
Definitely felt the “High School is Killin’ Me” “I’m so fucking dead” in my soul even though I’m a full ass adult now
“I was deep in a Twitter fight about a problematic puppy” ROFL OMFG
Joey as Peter Spankoffski 😭👏🏻
ANGELA AS GRACE CHASITY HELL FUCKIN YEAH SHE IS EATING THIS PART UP
We all knew someone at school who snitched to the teachers lbh 💀
“So you don’t wanna be bullied?” “No, I wanna be invisible.” “…then why do you come to public school dressed in suspenders and a fucking bow tie?” - PLEAAAASE 💀🤣
MICRO-PETER 😂💀
Joey taking off his glasses and going “oh god” under his breath, “IT’S NOT ACTUALLY A MICROPENIS”… oh he ATE the role, R*bert who?!?
“My titties are tenderised” - I MEAN SAME BUT-?!?
“I didn’t know you were funny.” “Neither did I.” “I like funny guys.” — I AM SORRY BUT IM ALREADY SHIPPING HARD
Actually obsessed with Richie’s hair and outfit like I can’t explain it other than I’m obsessed
IT’S MAX JÄGERMAN
“Ohh well there’s a difference between intent and impact - I learnt that at an anti bullying assembly last month, FUCK NUGGET” took me off guard tbh like I know I’m tired and easily surprised but still 🤭
GRACE CHASITY PROTESTING THE CO-ED HOMECOMING DANCE I CANNOT-
Jägerman is literally the archetype of the school bully jock who peaked in high school like omg but also he’s into Grace?!?!
“I run laps in the gym and I don’t want to slip on any SPUNK” - FUCKING HELL
“Can I carry your books for you?” “Carry my books? 🤢 I don’t think either of us are ready for that, I mean we’re only 18!”
“My little dirty girl.” — 😳😲😮💨
“I am only one man’s girl, Max, and his name is Jesus Christ!” — IM FUCKING HOWLING ANGELA KILLED THE DELIVERY OF THAT LINE I CANT-
“I’m a literal monster!” - oh so Max is self aware then 🤔
“This is politics, Stephanie 🙄 learn to multitask!”
I love that Starkid keep casting Corey as Mariah’s dad?!?
Stephanie is apparently her father’s “October surprise”… so her birthday is in October, like Hannah Foster’s? 🤔
“Stephanie, please, I’d like to have an intelligent conversation with you - in other words, shut up” - DAMN WHAT A BURN
NOOO NOT HER PHONE 😰 (I am also addicted to my phone so I get it lol)
NOT STEPHANIE THROWING HER HAND BETWEEN HER PHONE AND THE HAMMER OMFG (same though)
Mayor Lauter really said “I don’t give a shit if you lie, steal or cheat to get your grades up, just don’t get caught” - spoken like a true politician
“How am I supposed to study without listening to Spotify?!?” probably should not have resonated with me like it did 🤭
Peter trying to make a joke and Richie and Ruth not getting it is so relatable tbh
I’m obsessed with Ruth’s mushroom jumper tbh
“I just want someone to touch me… anyone, PLEASE” — ROFL (same girl)
“What was it like when she touched your arm?… DID YOU CUM?!?” — 💀💀💀💀
“You and Steph, it’s a fantasy - like a boy and his anime love pillows. It’s a beautiful dream, but I’ll never hold the real Rei or Asuka in my arms.” — I AM PISSING MYSELF LAUGHING JESUS FUCKING CHRIST
“I’m such a loser, telemarketers hang up on me” 💀😭
DID RICHIE JUST FUCKING SAY “NANI!” JESUS FUCKING CHRIST I CANT DEAL WITH THIS SHOW 🤣
Richie and Ruth climbing Pete like a tree and demanding to know what Stephanie is saying is so ridiculously funny 😆
“Really, Ruth? A Star Wars analogy? Need I go into why Attack on Titan is superior in every possible way?” — STARKID UNDERSTAND THE NERDS I LOVE IT
“You’re telling me I gotta be funny again?!? I didn’t do it on purpose the first time!”
“Pete, you’ve been given a once in a lifetime opportunity - someone’s willing to tolerate your presence for a whole evening! This may never happen again!” — damn wish that would happen to me 😭🙈
Not Pete getting a boner during “Cool as I think I am” 🙈
Nooooo not Max finding Pete before he could go into the restaurant to meet Stephanie 😭
“I’m sick of your ssshhhhit!” — YES PETEY STAND UP TO HIM
The fact Max said “Rendezvous” as “Randay-Voose” 💀
The way it transitioned from “say your prayers” to the Chasity family going “AMEN” was PERFECTION
Grace’s father referring to his wife as “mother” is…something 💀
“He came up to me in the hallway and he asked if he could carry my books.” “Oh, Mark - I didn’t know that sort of thing happened at Hatchetfield High! Do you think you should call the boy’s father?” — ?!?!?!
“Mom, will you pass the butt stuff? The butter. Butter. Will you pass the butter? (Chuckles nervously) I just want some head and butter. BREAD! Bread! Bread and butt-sex to go with this big shaft of meat I’m gonna choke down. Oh boy…oh criminy!” - THE SCREECH I GAVE WAS UNHOLY
“I’ve just got some butterflies in my tummy; and they’re flying REAL low today” 😭💀🙈
GRACE FANTASISING ABOUT MAX IN THE BATH I CANNOT DEAL WITH THIS
“Brewing up a big ol’ pot of dirty girl soup” - ABSOLUTELY NOT 💀
HES FUCKING SHIRTLESS WHAT THE FUCK-
“Everyone’s got their secrets, and this one’s mine. I love… Jesus! 😃” - this was when I definitely knew she was fantasising because ain’t no fucking way-
WAS THE DIRTY GIRL SONG SUPPOSED TO BE VIEWED AS HOT BECAUSE I AM VERY FLUSTERED AND CONFUSED AND TOTALLY VIBING WITH THE TUNE
🎵 DIRTY DIRTY GIRL WON’T YOU PRAY FOR ME🎵
You see, if Christian parents didn’t repress their teenager’s hormones and sexuality then MAYBE their teenagers wouldn’t resort to murder 🙃
Grace’s dad saying he’s going to get the plunger when she said she was doing a big poop 😭💀
Grace really thinks that impure thoughts only happen after marriage and I almost envy her innocence
“Money isn’t everything… looks are.” - yeah no that about sums people up in this day and age 😑
“We thought you were waifu material, but you’re just a bully” — NOT WAIFU MATERIAL 💀
PETE’S BLACK EYE NOOOO 😭🥺
Grace is kind of a psychopath and I’m loving that for her tbh
“I’m not comfortable with the plan if it involves that kind of language” but she’s comfortable with filming someone getting terrified and pissing their pants 💀
The “the place is not structurally sound” comment was DEFINITELY foreshadowing
“I get pus in my pits!” Jesus ☠️
🎵🤌🏻we’re gonna bully the bully🤌🏻🎵
“We’re gonna cut off his nips!” - what is with the obsession with n!pples in this show 😳
I’M SORRY BUT THIS IS ALL I COULD THINK ABOUT WHEN THEY TALKED ABOUT KEEPING THE BEANS COOL
“You’re like super nice to me 😀” “…not really. I’m just doing the bare minimum here.” “You’re the best friend I’ve ever had.” “Oh, that’s sad!” — 😂😅🤣
“Okay, Richie, be honest… Am I reading as ghost or Lin Manuel Miranda” — OH FUCKING GOD IM CACKLING
“You kinda look like that homeless guy from downtown” 💀 FOURTH WALL BREAK?!?
Max must be VERY drunk because ain’t no way he thought Pete was a ghost or Ruth was actually a skeleton 💀
“Grace, we gotta abort the plan, it’s not working!” “It’s working for me, he’s so violent! 😍”
Not Max actually being touched by them putting this whole thing together for him 💀 very much giving off himbo vibes and I love him for that
MAX FELL THREE STOREYS
Oh my GOD THE FUCKING MAKE UP ON MAX FOR HIS DEATH SCENE HOLY SHIT
“NERDY! PRUDES! MUST! DIE!” — oh hey it’s the name of the show! 😃 And also it was written on the wall in… oh 😳
“I did get a lot of incriminating footage of us luring him here with malicious intent!” - uh oh
“My god! We’re going to jail! And with my luck, no one will even bother making me their bitch!” — PLEASE 💀
“It wasn’t murder, and it wasn’t an accident… it was an act of God! 😇” - Grace is UNHINGED
“No more tickling in our mommy spots!” - OUR WHAT SPOTS?!?
“🎵🤌🏻 We’re gonna bury the body! 🤌🏻🎵”
“Oh no she’s snapping again”
“I just cut off his nips 😌” - again with the nips?!?
DAN AND DONNA 😃😃😃
“Two weeks of heartache” - cut to all of his classmates happy without his influence 💀
STEPH PASSED THE TEST! 😃
“Ya know, this is really your C+.” “Oh Steph… you can keep it. It’d really bring down my GPA.”
Steph asking Pete out to the football game 🥹😁 we love to see it!
GO GO NIGHTHAWKS! 😃🦅 (I know it’s an eagle emoji there’s no hawk emoji 🙈)
“N, I-G, H-T… *squawk squawk* Ks!” 👏🏻🙌🏻
Richie is the team mascot and they wanted/needed him in the huddle 🥹
They apologised for bullying him 😭👏🏻
“And we’d like to apologise in advance for if Max ever comes back, ‘cause we’ll probably go right back to doing it”
“Fuck Clivesdale! Fuck ‘em straight to hell! Assholes!” — AGREED! 👏🏻
I’m 90% sure Jon actually struggled with taking that mascot top off but it worked well with the scene so 😌
“I love being alive! 😃” — oh he’s so about to fucking die, isn’t he?
IT’S MAX CALLING FOR RICHIE HES BACK FROM THE DEAD
MAX’S COSTUME/MAKE UP IS AMAZING OH MY GOD 😌💅🏻
“Should’ve joined the smoke club you nerdy prude” — ANOTHER SMOKE CLUB REFERENCE
Every song on this soundtrack fucking slaps I LOVE IT
There’s not very many men that can pull off being absolutely absolutely fucking terrifying while dancing and singing across the stage but Will Branner managed it so kudos to him
The bit where Richie was repeating what Max said (“who will pray for me? When I’m gone?”) was INSANELY GOOD
“What did they find? You don’t say…you don’t say!” “What’d they find, dad?” “They didn’t say” - 💀
“Oh heck… I’m so hecking fudged”
“*relieved* Oh well we don’t know anything about that one!” “Or ANY one!”
“Maybe it’s a coincidence. People tell me to die every day!” — Okay why is Ruth kind of me 😭
THE FUCKING CAMEOS IN “HATCHET TOWN” ASDFGHJKL?!?! ZIGGY?! MAN IN A HURRY?!? GERALD MONROE?!?
“Ohhh I remember before the lockdown” - yeah me too 😅
THE BARBECUE MONOLOGUES GOT ME HOLLERING 💀
Ruth walking onto the stage and into the spotlight 🥺 literally she was me this whole scene omg I relate so hard to most of what she said ASDFGHJKL
Lauren ATE that song up by the way
MAX KILLED HER BY WEDGIE-ING HER IN TWO AND THEN PUT THE PANTS OVER HER HEAD WHAT THE FUCK MAX 😭
Him telling her to “project” so those in the back row could hear her triggered me so bad as an actor omg 😳
Grace really accusing the entirety of Clivesdale 💀
As soon as the WWJD bracelet was brought up I KNEW what was going on 😭
“Who’s plan was it, Grace?” “It was God’s plan! And now he’s leaving me out to dry! Do something, you son of a bitch!” 💀😅🤣
Grace has lost her fucking SHIT and I fully support that for her
“Show Me Your Hands” musical refrain?!
BEANIES?!? PAUL AND EMMA?!? 😭😭😭 ITS FUCKING PAUL AND EMMA I CANNOT-
“Cup of roasted coffee” refrain too?!?
PAUL GAVE EMMA HIS NUMBER 😭❤️
PAUL + EMMA IN EVERY SINGLE TIMELINE, EVERY SINGLE UNIVERSE-
“EXCUSE ME I HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR WHAT FEELS LIKE FIVE FUCKING YEARS AND I STILL HAVE NOT RECIEVED MY GODDAMN HOT CHOCOLATE” 💀💀💀💀💀💀💀😂😂😂😂😂 I FUCKKING CANT IM DONE
🎵”Don’t need a lover boy need a lover man / sure I’m a sapiosexual and you’re intellectual but I’ll cut my lover losses when I can” 🎵 — this song goes so hard omg
Grace pushing between them and shouting “leave room for Jesus!” 💀
“Do we need to get ahold of Ruth?” “Good luck getting ahold of her. Does your phone pls cover calls to hell?” “…Hell?” “She’s bisexual and dead, where else would she be?!?” — 💀
Grace whipping out the gun and telling Steph to cool her beans was so iconic of her
“(Canadian accent) ‘Cause if I’m going down, you hosers comin’ with me, eh” — OH MY FUCKING GOD
Doesn’t shock me a cop would arrest Paul for zero fucking reason, fuck the police 💀
“All I wanted was to be a regular girl with no sexual desire until she was safely married 😭” the FUCK-
“Don’t comfort her, she’s fuckin’ weird” 💀
“I don’t give a shit who you kill - but you just had to go and do it in that house, didn’t you?” — Mayor Lauter really said “murder is fine but NOT in that specific house, you fucking idiots”
THE LORDS IN BLACK?!? 😃 WIGGLY AND BLINKY AND POKEY AND NIBBLY AND TINKY?!?!? FUCK YEAAAAHH
“She gave me head in her car - check it out!” *throws Miss Tessburger’s head onstage* — BRO THE FUCK
WELP I GUESS MAYOR LAUTER IS DEAD THEN?!?
“Detective Shapiro, are you a woman of faith?” “Catholic.” “I’ll take that as a no” — THE FUCK GRACE 😑
They’re really about to summon five otherworldly entities who are evil I’m-
The Summoning screams CRACK and I’m living for it
“Hello Fwendy-Wends” - SCREAMING LITERALLY FUCKING SCREAMING
“WE DON’T GIVE A SHIT ABOUT YOUR PHONE” TOOK ME OUT ASDFGHJKL
SHE CHERISHES PETE 😭
“Pay the price or fuck off” 💀
Can I just say that I need would love a show specifically just about the Lords in Black fucking about and it’s Jon the whole time as Wiggly exactly as he was during the Summoning scene because that was AMAZING IM SHAKING-
The fact Pete cherishes Steph and she cherishes him oh my hEART 😭
“Hey Steph, if things were different, would you wanna come to homecoming with me?” “I’d like that, Pete. I’d really like that.” - SHUT THE FUCK UP NO 😭😭😭
Not Max saving Pete from being shot 💀
“So you do know the Bible!” — GRACE OMG IM SCREECHING HELP
“But Jesus never threw a football like you, Max” - WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING
Max being confused about what dirty girl soup is and then being turned on when she explains 😭💀
“Take me, Max, right here on the 50 yard line!” — oh dear gOD
Max’s struggle over whether to kill Steph and Pete or whether to bang Grace omfg 😭😅
THE NOISES OFF STAGE OMFG WTAF 😭💀😂😅🤣
Grace got Max kicking his feet, twirling his hair, after one shag, just like a teenage girl 💀 I’m crying so hard with laughter I can’t cope with it-
GRACE GAVE HIM HER CHASTITY AND SACRIFICED WHAT SHE CHERISHED MOST ASDFGHJKL
PETE AND STEPHANIE AT HOMECOMING TOGETHER ASDFGHJKL ✨T H E M ✨
Grace choosing not to get the dance cancelled and she brought a date?!? That’s character development! 😀
She let Jason walk her home?!? O_o and then asked him to kiss her?!?!
“That was… absolutely disgusting! Really, Jason?!? Kissing on the first date?!?” Oh noooo 💀
“You’re a dirty perv, Jason”
SHES GOT THE FUCKING BLACK BOOK IS SHE SUMMONING THEM AGAIN
🎵DIRTY DUDES MUST DIE🎵
Well thIS TOOK A FUCKING TURN DAMN
Anyway, 11/10, immaculate, amazing, incredible, show-stopping, would recommend to everyone of course and will definitely be rewatching it a LOT 🪓
#nerdy prudes must die#npmd#starkid#team starkid#joey richter#mariah rose faith#angela giarratana#lauren lopez#jon matteson#curt mega#kim whalen#will branner#corey dorris#grace chasity#peter spankoffski#pete spankoffski#richie lipschitz#stephanie lauter#ruth fleming#max jagerman#mariah rose faith casillas
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Omfg hello, friend!!! Just saw your dilf!Bokuto blog n I gotta say, <333. Yup that’s it, that’s the tweet.
Anyway, I have some suggests/reqs if you don’t mind;
Dilf!Iwaizumi, he’s busy, right, but he somehow always makes time for his children, his daughters are his priority always. Poor man is a divorcee, his needs have not been met for a while. He takes an interest in a fellow athletic trainer at his gym, n decided that he wasn’t too old to have a fuck buddy.
Something like this!! Sorry my brain just ran dry as I wrote this 🤪
A/n: YESIIRRRR, I changed it so y/n isnt an althetic trainer but they meet at the gym and she is a baby sitter.
Warnings: Breeding, pre-ejactulation
Dilf Iwa who is a big guy, towering at 6 feet with toned muscles from years of training
Dilf Iwa who is just the picture perfect dad, always making time for his daughters, always packs their lunch and picks them up from school, all the moms and teachers fawn over him.
Dilf Iwa who is just so damn tired though :( he wants to relax, a helping hand with the kids would never hurt. He's tired of spending the nights alone, with only his hand for comfort.
Dilf iwa who meets you at the gym. He's seen you here before, you'd usually be picking up kids from swim practice or karate, something like that. And now here you are, trying to figure out how to use some leg machine which you cant figure out for the life of you.
Dilf iwa who is so helpful and the two of you get to talking. He picks up on the way your eyes light up when he mentions he isnt married
Dilf iwa takes you out on a few dates first, lets you get comftorable with a man as big as him before bringing you to his house
Dilf iwa who looses his mind when he finally gets to bury is dick inside of you. Its been so gosh darn long for him, and your just so warn and tight
Dilf iwa who lasts only a few minutes, giving up to your exquisite heat too fast but is ready to go again in seconds
Dilf iwa who says he 'forgot' a condom and spills himself in you over and over, so when he pulls out globs of cum pours out of you
Dilf Iwa who believes in love looking at how pretty you look sleeping so peacefully the morning after
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Omfg i’m thinking ethan and rutger getting themselves off in their hotel after one of their away triple heater games bc they’re both so amped up and missing you and can’t wait anymore
especially if you were teasing them and sending them ✨pics✨ all night long😭
ethan and rutger hate being away from you. rutger used to make fun of ethan when he would whine and complain about how much he missed you during away games, but now that he's actually in the relationship with you, he finally gets why ethan complained so much.
rutger and ethan share a hotel room for their series in columbus against ohio state. they haven't seen you in days, and both boys are missing you a lot. they miss your voice, your sweet smile, but most of all, they miss your touch.
you'd gone out with a group of friends and decided to post some pictures on instagram. you knew your boys missed you, but you didn't think you'd receive messages from both of them after you posted the pictures...
"fuck you have no idea what youre doing to me right now y/n."
"wish i was there to rip that dress off you"
you were wearing a tight black cocktail dress. it was low cut, showing off your cleavage and making your boobs pop. it was making rutger and ethan go crazy. after receiving those messages, you decided to mess with them a bit, teasing them to the point where they'd have no choice but to take care of their issue. you'd take a picture with the dress on, making sure to get the best angle of your cleavage. then, you'd take a few without the dress on, showing off your lacy undergarments.
"wish you were here to help take this dress off..."
then to get them going even more, you'd send a picture of you touching yourself over your panties.
"guess ill just have to take care of this myself"
that sent rutger and ethan over the edge. ethan groaned as he adjusted his position on the bed. he couldn't wait any longer, and clearly rutger couldn't either because when Ethan glanced over at him, he noticed rutger palming himself through his boxers.
"fuck rut, i cant-"
"me neither."
no more words would be spoken between the two. they'd just stare at the pictures of you while they get themselves off in the same room, wishing you were there with them so the three of you could take care of the problem together...
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ninjago main four tk headcanons :]
this is my overly large collection of hcs that just either popped in my head or were taken from asks ive gotten so thank you to everyone that gave a little contribution!!!(and to rico MUAH thank you for letting me plagiarize some of your hcs >:]
general
- you cannot tell me they all dont get into tickle fights all the damn time
- as a welcome gift for kai becoming part of the team, the three ganged up and tickled him (all of them made sure he was fine with it first, asking what he thought about tickles and kai just turned bright red)
- theyve turned saturdays to their annual tickle fight competition, where they all gather in the room and see who can last the longest without tapping out
- (winner gets to skip out on chores for the entire week, but typically gets tickled the most throughout it because everyone is a sore loser LFMAO)
- casual cuddle nights where it always somehow turns into tickling. idfk at least one of them decides to start something, let it be accidental or not one of them tickles another then suddenly its a pile of lego men laughing
- like theyre so close to falling asleep but cole decides theyre not sleeping and slowly claws along jays tummy waking everyone up with a screech
- suddenly the two are in this mosh pit of a tickle fight while zane and kai are groaning about how they just want to sleep
- but eventually they do get dragged into it farewell zzs 😞😞
kai
lee
- extremely touch starved but scared to actually engage or ask for it himself
- which was before he met the ninja
- was flabbergasted when he saw how physically close everyone was with each other
- not just the constant tickle fights, but hugs, cuddles and occasional kisses theyd give
- which is basically how they found out he was ticklish
- like the three would be so touchy with kai like, hugging and inviting him over to cuddle with them but kai would get so flustered hed just. quickly spit out some things and run
- they all didnt want him to feel uncomfortable so they never pushed, so when kai did willingly join them at some point cole got wayy too hyper he went crazy peppering kais neck n ears with kisses just to hear kai shriek
- then things really turned forward
- is the biggest blusher omfg its so cute
- panicked, boisterous laughter while making multiple attempts to hide his face hes so blushy
- of course the ninja didnt let him hide his face, they once trapped kai in a cuddle hug with his arms trapped under two of them, while at the same time all were giving him tickly kisses
- with kai in this position he wias so fucking red lmdao they love him too much
- cant take tickle kisses, nibbles or gnaws for the life of him omfg
- which all the ninjas know and take complete advantage of
- they not only tickle really bad but get him super red at the same time bonus bonus
- has to be super careful when cuddling with cole because one time he trapped kai in this monster lock hug from the front and nuzzled his tummy with kisses and nibbles
- kai never recovered from this he was screaming so loud
- stubborn and cocky, so everyone likes taking him down a peg by melting him into a puddle of giggles
- hes super susceptible to slow teases + tickles
- aggressive tickles are ones to get him howling, but the gentle ones drive him crazy
- in reference to what i said earlier, monster lock hug from cole. then slow, wiggly fingers grazing along his hips was enough for kai that day
- he couldnt do anything but slap on coles shoulder, make several attempts to hide his face and made these funky unintelligible grumbles
- and to make it worse, cole was monstrous with the compliment + teasing combo
- never recovered from this
- didnt even know this but he has horribly sensitive feet as well
- bruggghh who let him decide it would be a good idea to provoke zane by poking him with his dogs
- kai did and hes stupid
- zane didnt even blink when he grabbed kais ankle and proceeded to tickle the daylights out if his sole until the others rushed in confused
- i dont think i talked about his hips but yeah. genuinely terrible spot for him. i dont even feel bad hes a little loser
- once again. screaming when jay decided it would be fun to pin kai down and squeeze his hips like no tomorrow
- the ninja just all love to tickle him to pieces okay
ler
- i may have gone a little insane on the lee hcs but hes also one hell of a ler
- super big on teases + pretty competitive ler
- pretty sure hes made zane short circuit from teases solely at least once
- like his ultimate goal is to fluster the shit out of whoever hes tickling
- ((mainly because he wants revenge for all the times the other ninja had made him all blushy because hes a loser
- he will never feel satisfied unless he is able to be as mean as he can fr omg
- like he once picked on jay by locking him in this weird ass position where kai could freely claw at his tummy while having the freedom to say as many teases as he can WHILE noting down what got him more frantic
- like this man takes tickling so seriously its hilarious he will always have some sort of mental note on what teases work on the other the best
- everyone hates him for this. absolutely despises him
- would get into absolute competitive rounds of tickle fights with cole where the two would literally be at each others throats for first place
- kai found this little technique where he'll climb up behind cole, wrap his legs and arms around him and tickle him senseless until he gives up
- works majority of the time because cole cant shake him off unless hes able to grab kais knee
- kai is crazy stubborn so he wont give up until cole is at his death spots??? but either way kai is still going to try his damn hardest to flip things around again even if hes shrieking
jay
lee
- shrieker, screamer and snorter
- babbles when he notices the others about to tickle him he will freak out
- nearly bust kais eardrums when he snuck up and tickled jay for the first time
- yet kai still does it because he finds the whole situation fucking hilarious
- chasing or any sort of anticipation gets him SO bad
- jay despises it when cole decides to chase him because he is SO jumpy and frantic and literally cannot deal with the anticipation
- like he'll be dashing around but be much more giddy than usual because. adrenaline.
- cole would be trying to make the air much more tense with teases while hunting him down, but jay literally yells throughout giggles for him to stop LMFAO
- "when i catch you, im going to-"
- "STOHOP NO NO NOO YOU WONT!!"
- most tickly tummy out of everyone
- its his immediate death spot, he'll be scream laughing right away
- cole decided it would be fun to nom on his belly and jay died
- goodbye boy you will be missed
- even zane joined in on the fun, making cole hold jays arms above his head to allow zane to slowly claw his cold hands along jays skin
- bro was SO loud and frantic shaking his head like crazy he basically shook the entire room
- he also remembers how kai walked in on this entire scene happening, took one look and immediately walked right out
- jay got him afterwards for leaving him in the dust
- big unintentional thrasher
- hes probably given wayy too many injuries to everyone unintentionally LFMAO
- kicked kai in the stomach once, smacked cole in the face and elbowed zane in the shoulder
- probably laughed harder at this happening than being tickled
- even gets sparks of lightning that shoot out his hands when hes laughing
- they can come in waves either being strong or weak, but either way when it hits his ler, it tickles
- jay loves when this happens and would purposely aim his hands towards the spots of whoevers tickling him
- which is why all the ninja have learned its best to pin at least a hand over jays head before wrecking him
- also has extremely high pitched panicked giggles that they all find extremely endearing muahmfuah
- like his voice will go so high pitched they all call him the squeaky toy
- used to be a little bit insecure about his laugh because he thought it was weird when hed squeak
- but all the compliments and sweet teases say otherwise so jay shuts up when hes about to say something negative about his laugh
- he said it once and got tickled with so much love from the three
- its just soso sweet im going to go cry he <3
ler
- absolute mean ass gremlin ler
- was the one who introduced tickling as their daily thing to bug each other with
- and started a shit ton of tickle fights throughout their time together
- he was the one who introduces the idea of having a tickle tournament because hed thought it would be fun
- hes been tickled so many times so dont think he wont remember all the different techniques he picked up
- i feel like everyone actually underestimated his ability to tickle others at first because he was just a silly little guy but noo they were all so wrong
- uses his lightning to tickle others because hes a little shit that is able to use his powers to his advantage
- everyone hates him for this because 1. theyre salty they cant use their powers for this intent and 2. it tickles like crazy
- uses this specifically for poking/ tazing people with his powers or just grabbing at ribs
- jay tickled cole so bad with his tazes once and cole in return gave jay one of the most intense chases hes ever had in his life
- like full blown tickle monster chasing after a banshee
- also found out zane is the most susceptible to his tazes because they affect him much more than normal tickles
- and WILL take that to his advantage because when jay does use his powers, zane is scream thrashing which he almost never does
- hes also pretty big on anticipation because he knows how bad it gets him so he just has to do it to the others
- coos and laughs along with who hes tickling because he finds it super silly and sweet
- looves squeezing because he feeds on seeing the person hes tickling thrashing around while hes just having a good time
- literally always the first one to start any tickle fights
- unprovoked will sneak up behind one of them and squeeze their spots until they crumble
zane
lee
- kind of just. takes the tickles unless it gets to a very specific spot
- has a really soft, breathy laugh that the others swoon on
- when you get one of his bad spots, he'll glitch a bit along with a high pitched squeak, but it wont hurt him
- he'll also uncharacteristically thrash and squirm!!!! gets more frantic n giggly which everyone loves
- in a way his little glitch like a high pitched squeak/snort that makes zanes movements much more reactive, like he'll gently push at hands and slowly try to slink away
- the first time this happened everyone freaked out and zane had to reassure that he was okay and just another way of laughing when things get a bit hysterical
- now they all think its the cutest thing ever and tickle him just so they can hear his laughter and his little squeaks
- all the ninja are SO soft about it too, always checking in to see if anything may be too overwhelming for zane as its a completely new sensation
- he is fine, he likes having this little bonding moment w them
- jay bullies him a lot solely because his electricity has been by far one of the most effective ways of getting zane to crumple to the ground
- zane is known to kind of just let out his little breathy laughs and squirm a bit, which is why it was incredibly surprising to both parties when jay snuck up behind him, tased his ribs and the next second zane barked out a laugh and fell down LMFAO
- they both looked at each other for a second before cackling because it was funny, then the next it was a whole different type of laughter because jay did it again but with full on tickles
- also has very sensitive ears and hands!!!! jumped a mile high when cole decided it would be a good idea to breathe down his neck and the story ends there LDMAO
- actually used to be. pretty neutral about tickling until it became a daily bonding activity hed do with the others
- tickling makes him feel more human as well and acts as a comfort to him that he knows he can be tickled just like the ninja can
- was actually worried at first he wouldnt be ticklish but cole was not taking that and did his silly little experiment and now :]]]]
- AND didnt know he could be this panicked and flustered while being tickled, because his system never really had to experience this type of emotion before but he liked it a lot
- although it did make him even more blushy because it was a good realization he had
ler
- cold and calculated movements when tickling otners
- tickles the others the least, but when he does or is about to, everyone sprints
- found this function where he can jitter his fingers really fast along any spot which drives all of them insane
- zane gathered everyone so he could demonstrate and used jay as his guinea pig only for him to scream and jump a mile high
- they all ran afterwards
- AND along with this he also uses it on his lips when hes giving raspberries
- when i say jay dies this man dies on spot when this happens
- zane had him pinned and jay saw him prepping to turn the feature on and he was SCREAMING before it even started LMFAOO
- he picks on everyone when they least expect it because when his attacks happen, theyre brutal
- like once jay wrecked the absolute living shit out of zane
- and in casual zane style he let jay be on his toes for a week expecting revenge
- buut forgot about it afterwards and let his guard down
- which is when zane casually just walked up behind jay when he was talking to nya, scoops him up and takes him away for sweet sweet revenge
- jay didnt even know it was revenge until zane pinned him down and pulled his shirt up to reveal his tummy then immediately began to screech
- likes 'chasing' kai and shoving his hands under his shirt with his reasoning being "my system needs a warmup"
- they both know its bullshit so it just turns into this overdramatic chase around the room where kai is SPRINTING while zane is casually walking towards him because he knows he'll catch him
- in the end zane always catches him one way or another and wiggles his fingers where its nice and cozy
- gets kai the worst because of this sole reason,, the icy hands just make him much more sensitive to zanes tickles
- super brutally honest with his teases
- its not even teases its literally just him pointing out the obvious yet everyone seems to??? hate it more when its the truth?????
- never really understood it when each time hed do this theyd tell him to shut up but at the same time he found it really amusing
- solely because it would make their reactions even more sillier and he found it v endearing
- WILL ALSO reveal anyones spots without any warning like hes stating a fun fact
- and just. knows. he knows.
- he’ll take one look at someone and make his silly calculated guess and itll always somehow be a spot that makes the person rush into a panic
- none of the ninja know how he does it but they all collectively agree that it is both amazing and terrible at the same time
- RIB COUNTER
- loves doing it because he says “i like learning about anatomy”
- which is bullshit he just likes being mean
- like he’ll pay extra attention to each and every rib when tickling the life out of either of the ninja
- found a very specific rib on the higher end with cole that has him howling and has kept this information to himself for the longest time
- mainly because no one has asked yet because he exposes everyones spots when asked LFMAO
cole
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- at some point all the ninjas thought this hoe wasnt ticklish because he was so good at hiding it
- and absolutely loved keeping his reputation as the high and mighty tickle monster out of all of them
- like hed dodge the question by tickling the person asking to pieces so they forget or would just drop the question
- or the ninja would poke him, but since cole was expecting it, he could control his reactions pretty well
- buut no secrets are hidden in this household
- and if you live with a few other curious ninja i dont think anything will be left unsettled
- zane literally unprovoked and out of nowhere sneaks up behind him and claws at coles ribs making him let out one of the loudest shrieks everyones heard
- mind you this was when they were all casually chatting in their rooms
- theres like a moment of silence for everyone to process this until its absolute chaos
- jay is screaming "YOU LIAR" while kai wrestles cole to the ground with zane whos smirking at the situation unfold
- has ridiculously ticklish thighs that no one knew about until jay was being a little silly and ran his fingers along coles inner thigh
- the two were lounging on the couch with cole who had one of his legs on jay just for that to happen and nearly kneed him in the face
- jay immediately gasped in shock and started laughing, gave a few more squeezes up on his thigh until cole pounced
- cole literally had to tickle the shit out of jay to keep him from telling the others (theyll find out eventually)
- not too much of a thrasher or one to get away, but he'll say things that mean the opposite yet the ninja can clearly tell hes enjoying it
- which gets him horrendously flustered that they all noticed it
- "get AWAY!!"
- "then why arent you running??"
- or one time zane had cole all propped up in his lap and was slowly circling his finger along his ribs driving him into a giggling frenzy
- but zane being zane noticed immediately that cole was leaning more towards him than away
- "if you say you hate this, then why are you leaning into my fingers?"
- cole just buried his face hes not dealing with that question
- then zane asked why this question got to cole so bad in front of EVERYONE and suddenly jay and kai are also mildly flustered but now know what gets to cole
- was and still is extremely embarassed over how ticklish he is in his little specific spots
- like. hes so used to people perceiving him as the tough big guy so he tries to live up to those expectations only to crumble under a few wiggly fingers
- which everyone except for cole LOVED because they thought it was so sweet n cute
- they all dont really make fun of him for this but they just. yeah they love tickling him n hearing him giggle
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- self proclaimed tickle monster out of the bunch which pisses everyone off because hes right
- absolutely no mercy when hes getting any of the three fr they all know when his mind is set on tickling someone they are going to get tickled
- which always leads into this gigantic tickle fight which begins with cat and mouse, or if its kai this man wont even run he'll try to fight back which just results in even more chaos
- has this little signature smile or look that everyone knows they have to prepare for
- like they could literally just be watching a movie and cole will dramatically look to one of them and they KNOW shits going down
- big on tickle kisses, bites and nibbles nom nom nom
- he likes pretending whoever hes tickling is his food and does these little playful growls when nomming on them
- done this way too many times to jay because it gets him the best
- or just casually grabbing someone, picking them up and wrecking the absolute life out of them
- likes manhandling his lees because all they can do is just kick their legs and hope he'll go easy on them
- like hes literally thrown kai over his shoulder and scribbled his knees
- mf couldnt do anything except lightly pound on his back
- once tickled all three ninja at once it was wild
- beat them all at a video game and as "losers punishment", he made them lie down next to each other back against the floor
- then proceeded to give left hand to kai, right hand to zane and raspberries to jay who was dubbed the shitty shitty loser
- he was so good at it too???? sir how and why would you do this to them
- it got so loud to the point where lloyd ran in and started shouting at them to shut the fuck up
- man needs to play his roblox in peace without them screeching in the back
- he scared off lloyd when cole yelled he was going to get him next
- cole and jay would be having tickle fights in some of the worst situations possible it was both ridiculous and entertaining for kai and zane
- like theyd be having a lecture from sensei wu and cole would sneak jabs at jays ribs making him shriek
- sensei wu was not amused
#ninjago tickle#headcanons!!!#ninja sillies#jettswriting#LFMAOOO IM SO SORRY THEYRE SO LONG I WENT INSANE#AND NOTHIJG AGAINST LLOYD!!! just felt like if he was added this would be an entirely different long ass list of hcs#this was like seven pages in docs LFMAOOO#anyways just sharing these because my thoughts are just running now#mainly for my own personal use??#this can be seen as either platonically or romantically idc i just think theyre <3333#ill probably add onto this or make a part two maybe maybe
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For a Homecoming drabble, how about Santiago being cock n pussy drunk as he's spitroasted between Frankie and reader?😌
Whenever he tries to speak (even if it is gibberish) reader just gently pushes his head back down where it belongs.
OMFG NONNY!!!! 🥵🥵🥵 This ask is INSPIRED of you! I love it.
HOMECOMING DRABBLE: This is unfair
Summary/Author’s notes: Santiago is being punished for one thing or the other, or is he being rewarded? Fuck, when he's overwhelmed by the two of you he never really knows.
Warning: Really fucking explicit guys. Cover your eyes.
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The two of you always play unfair.
You always accuse him of being the instigator, and there may some morsel of truth in that, because Santiago is a man of action, who can't stand to be bored and sometimes he can't help himself. Can't help but see a tiny spark asking for him to fan it until it grows into a forest fire. It's probably why, Frankie's not entirely on the wrong side of things when he's accused Santiago of being a brat in the past.
Right now though, those accusations hardly seem fair, not when one considers what the two of you put him through on a daily basis.
The state that you two reduce him to.
Like how right now, he's bent over your desk, legs spread apart where Frankie's knee is pushing against them. The way one arm is pinned against his back as Frankie's pushing it and him down by his shoulder, until Santiago's front is pressed flush against the wooden surface.
"Show her just how sorry you are," Frankie, rumbles out from behind, and the man's thick fingers curls into his hair with a harsh grip, until Santiago feels it stinging against his scalp.
The fucking bastard.
Sorry for what exactly? Fuck, he can't even remember.
Does it even matter?
No, not really, not when you're lying on your back on that very desk with your gorgeous legs spread on each side of his face. Not when your pussy is practically glistening with how wet you are for him. Not when his mouth is on you, tongue licking and lapping at you, and you're dripping for him, sweet and tart.
It doesn't matter what Frankie's accusing him of this time. Doesn't matter that his cock is achingly hard, trapped between his stomach and the edge of the desk or the fact that he can't even rub against the surface for some fucking relief without it chafing in the position he is in. All that matters is how fucking good you taste on his tongue right now. How warm and gorgeous you feel all around him, soft thighs pressed up against his cheeks. How he can feel you shuddering against him, thighs trembling where they are pressed to his jaw, hips canting up and rubbing yourself against his tongue, seconds away from falling apart in his mouth.
"Make her come, Santiago, be good and make her come, and I'll let you have my cock."
And fuck, Santiago is trying to, but it's really fucking distracting when Frankie's right there, behind him, a hard-on the size of fucking Alaska, resting on the small of his back.
Santiago's not sure if the tangible weight of it is meant to be a threat or a promise. But he sure as fuck knows, that with the way excitement rushes through his veins, his cockdumb brain has already decided that it's a reward.
There's a small click of a sound that Santiago vaguely registers without paying real attention to what it is.
His mind is too focused on the gorgeous soft moans that he's making you sing out with his tongue. "fuck, fuck, Santiago".
Fuck you're so perfect.
Frankie's hand drifts, from where he's pinning Santiago down along his spine until they rest on the swell of his ass, then down the cleft of it and --
"Shit, Shit," Santiago spits out. He can feel the thickness of Frankie's thumb coated in lube press its way inside of him. Santiago, can't breathe. Pretty sure his lungs are on fire right now from the pleasure of it.
"If you can't even take a finger, we're going to have a problem."
Santiago's just about to open his mouth to retort with something snarky in reply, when Frankie tugs, harsh with a forceful snap that has pain and pleasure tingle down his spine. His head is forced upwards, until his back is arching back against Frankie's chest, the man's lips on his ears.
"Do we have a problem Garcia?"
He can't see him, but Santiago can feel the triumphant smile that Frankie's sporting right now. His pride wants to tell him to fuck off. His finger is itching to give him a clear view of his middle one. But--
He looks back down at you, finger-mussed hair, legs spread apart and where you're glistening for him still. You're so close to your orgasm he can fucking taste it on his lips.
Can feel Frankie's cock twitching against his bare hip, where it's already slick with precome and lube, waiting to split Santiago apart.
"No," he swallows.
Frankie chuckles, pushing Santiago's stomach back down, face pressed flush between your legs.
Even though he can't see, Santiago imagines it all the same. The way those thick fingers wrap around the girthy length of his cock, and positions himself against Santiago's ass.
"Good," Frankie says. "Now make her come."
With that command, Frankie pushes in the fat tip of himself that has Santiago screaming out as pleasure strikes deep and fierce in his stomach that has his legs giving out.
He doesn't know how Frankie expects him to be able to focus, much less make you come, when the next thrust is even deeper, harder, until Santiago thinks he's going to go blind from the white pleasure rushing through his veins.
Like Santiago said, the two of you never play fair.
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OMFG OMFG BRAT!FYODOR
YES!
Fyodor had been annoying all day. Ignoring you, piling work on you, and then having the audacity to act like you’re bothering him? All for him to end up like this
He was under you, handcuffed to the headboard, looking at you impatiently as you sat yourself on his cock.
“By the time you actually get to properly fucking me, I’ll be soft” he said, bored, making sure to make a point to check the time on the wall.
Yet you were done with him, insufferable as he’d been already. You could see the shock when his face snapped to the right, a loud smack reverberating in the room.
Yet, you could see a small twitch of his lips, corners lifting up slightly. The bastard was enjoying this. No matter. You’ll just have to fuck it out of him.
You flipped him over, starting to spank him. At first he was fighting against it, talking back and insulting you, but after 10 hard hits in the same spot, he was begging
“Ah! Please, darling, I’m sorry! I cant- no more!” He slurred, thrashing against his restraints
“Should’ve thought about that before you decided to act like a dick all day” you said coldly, “what number?”
“N-nine?”
“Wrong, it was ten”
You landed another harsh slap against his arse, with fyodor letting out another sob, the skin of his cheeks flushed a furious red.
It was a shame for him that you were nowhere near done.
Sorry that this was short, but I got really tired. Hope you enjoy anyway!
#sub bsd#bsd#bungou stray dogs#sub bungou stray dogs#bungou stray dogs x reader#bungoustraydogs#bsd fyodor#fyodor dostoevsky
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