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shuosen · 5 months
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gojo satoru x top! amab! reader
cw: slight degradation, hair pulling, blowjob (r), slight choking, slapping if you squint, overstim?, stomach bulge
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there was a very, very thin line between lust and fear that many don’t realize they’ve traveled. they stand to wonder if the shivers that wrack their body are from desire, or terror. Gojo Satoru, is not afraid of anything. he is the strongest, he knows he is the strongest. his confidence and strength has gotten him to where he is today- where is he?
he wants to say he’s currently wooing a woman, that he’s in a fight, and of course winning, but he cant. he cant say he’s out doing badass shit- hell, he can’t say anything at all. not with your cock stuffed down his throat, pulsing veins pressing against his flat tongue that struggles to maneuver across the girth of your member.
his large, strong hands shake helplessly in the air before he lays them on his thighs, gripping the familiar texture of his uniform. his eyes twitch before shutting tight, attempting to keep the tears in his eyes from falling, because gojo satoru does not cry.
he’s struggling to keep it together and you chuckle with as much amusement as one can manage, watching him flinch when the tight hand in his hair tugs harder. he wonders if this is what fear feels like, because surely this powerful feeling dwelling in his stomach and producing full body reactions is not lust. surely he is not lusting this hard for his colleague, and his friend.
your predatory eyes glaze over as he chokes on your cock, and you grip his hair at his scalp, thrusting into his throat and you’re sure you’ve successfully made any and all thoughts flee from his mind.
“you liking this, baby? hm? does my cock in your throat feel good?”
the only response you get are gurgles and useless whines as your cock and his spit clog his mouth, and you just have to grin at your hard work, finding pride in reducing ‘the strongest’ to a whore and a hole.
“thas’ right.. hu- fuck.” you mumble, rolling your hips into his mouth, listening as he chokes and gags each time your head presses into the back of his throat. It’s sloppy, he doesn’t know how to use his mouth for this kind of thing, but his throat closes around you with every gag and every sob he lets out, and he’s making you feel good even with no experience. you just think he is so pretty like this, face all red and messy, but you’re also sure he’ll be even prettier once you stretch him out and fill him up, and you know his noises will be music to your ears when you’re finally able to fuck him, so you pull out, taking advantage of his dazed state, listening to him sputter as you slap your cockhead on his lips.
“get up.” you order, grabbing his arm and aiding him to his feet, before shoving his face into the bed you were previously sitting on, listening as he gasps a deep breath. you waste no time grabbing both of his wrists with one hand while the other yanks his pants and underwear down to his thighs. the sudden movement makes him twitch in surprise, his fingers curling into his palms, a noise between a gasp and a groan leaving his lips as you manhandle his hips, moving him to your liking freely.
“shit, wait!” gojo stumbles over his words, trying to push his hips down and away from your hands, the snap sound of the lube cap somewhat ominous to his muddled brain.
“what?” you ask, bending yourself over his back, resting your chin against his shoulder and letting go of his wrists in favor of pulling his chin up from the bedsheets. “you want me to stop?”
he freezes at the question, something akin to a sob falling from his lips, because he didnt expect you to ask that and he sure as hell doesnt have an answer. if he says no, would that be stripping him of his pride? he’s a man with much dignity and little femininity. if he say’s no, he’s allowing himself to be fucked, which means he can no longer deny the lust and the longing for you, for your cock, but if he says yes, you’ll leave him here- his own member dripping and lonely, your burning touch fading from his body- and with a broken whine, he comes to the conclusion that the former is the better choice, letting himself go slack in your hold.
“no..”
“good boy.” you grin, and he flinches at the cold temperature of the lube pouring onto his hole.
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it’s been hours- gojo thinks. hours since you first began prepping him, fingers sinking into his tight hole, stretching it beyond what he thought it could be, hours since you first sank into him, hours since your cock first grazed his prostate, and hours since his descent into becoming a brain dead cock whore began.
“A-auhhg! f-fuck! fuck!” He cries, his noises so loud that they almost drown out the slap of your hips against his ass and thighs, the reddening of them just one aspect of proof of how long you’ve been rutting into him. you wanted to be slow with him, treat him nicely and slowly unfold him beneath you, but these noises, seeing your cock disappear everytime you sink in, and the way his back arches was too good to resist.
you fucked into him harshly and deeply, your red, burning cock bruising his sweet spot with every sharp piston of your hips into his sloppy hole. he’s completely given up trying to save his image, the way he cries and moans and kicks as you take him is clear of that. he no longer cares about anything but you ruining his pretty, puffy hole.
the pace of your hips is so fast, and so rough that he cant register the difference between your thrusts in and your slides out, and he cant do anything but scream, his noises a mix of words, letters, and maybe your name.
through your own groans and puffs of air, you chuckle, something that sounds demeaning to his ears and he shrivels, a loud “n-no!” echoing through the small room, but neither of you know what he’s addressing.
“what’s wrong?” you huff, adjusting your grip on his waist, and leaning forward for a new angle. “HCK- Sh- Ughk!” he chokes, stuffing his face forward into the sheets and you click your tongue, moving your hand around, and pulling him up along with you by his neck, your fingertips squeezing the sides.
“i asked you a question, toru. you too fucked out to answer me properly?”
his breathing is heavy and labored and you laugh at his pathetic state once again. “whatever,” you mumble, letting go of his neck, allowing his upper body to fall onto the bed. “jus’ means im doin’ a good job.”
you grin, pressing a hand down on his back harshly, forcing an arch as you continue to rut into his sloppy hole. gojo yelps under you, his milky thighs shaking with the effort of holding his hips up, his hands gripping onto the sheets beside his head as if they’ll run away. you’re sure he’s cum multiple times untouched now, but every man wants pleasure on his dick, and maybe it was an act of mercy, or maybe it was just your evil mind, but you reached under him, squeezing his cock in your hold, beginning to jerk him off.
at the first feathery touch of your hand, gojo screamed, jolting forward, his legs kicking upwards, desperate hands trying to push yours away from his sensitive, leaking dick as you pound into his hole and jerk him off at the same time. “s-no! shit! cant!”
“you can.” your sentence is punctuated by a slap on his ass and his whole body jumps, his shoulders shaking as he curls into himself, and he looks small.
your thumb rubs over his tip continuously, and his hips buck so harshly your forced to let go, and your hand brushes over his stomach, feeling something that makes your hips stutter, almost pausing in their ministrations.
“fuh-fuck.. ‘toru, no way.” you laugh, bringing him up so his back is flush with your chest and you peer over his shoulder, delivering one deep, harsh thrust into him, confirming the cock bulge in his defined stomach.
a groan erupts from your throat, and theres no time wasted before your pressing him into the bed with your back and your hips, fucking his hole again, but this time- your sly hands rub his stomach, before pressing down with force, right where your cock is, and gojo squeals, his voice high pitched, desperate and messy like a common street whores.
the sound tips you over, your pace slowing, and gojo, as spent as he is, breathes a sigh of relief, taking deep breathes in, before pressing his hand against your abdomen, trying to push your cock out.
“oh? we aren’t done so soon..”
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please like and reblog to show your support! this is my first piece of writing, and english is my second language, so i’m a little worried about how its come out. thank you! <3
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kuni-is-daddy · 7 months
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Hii!! Could u make a scaramouche x reader smut, but the reader has a breeding kink? i would love dom reader but its completely up to you 🤭
(i finally got the courage to ask...)
Bottom! Scaramouche X Top Female Reader
Ft: Degrading, bondage/cuffing, grinding, riding.
word count 1.2k
CW: MINORS DO NOT INTERACT PAST THE CUT! THIS IS A NSFW POST.
ScaraMasterlist | Subby cat scara | Sub wanderer
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Scara coming out of the shower with his shorts halfway on and his hair still dripping wet with a towel wrapped around his hair. He walks into his room while you catch him off guard and pull him into a sloppy kiss against the wall. At first he's dismissive about it but when he realizes it's you, when he feels your cleavage against his chest. He couldnt help but moan as you sandwich his body against the wall and trail your hands down to his half put on boxers. "S-shit~ I see your eager arent you? Ive only been gone for a week and this is how you act?" he pulled the towel off his hair and tossed it onto the floor.
"Hah- Like a little pet. Couldnt wait for me to finish getting dressed?" you shake your head and sigh into his shoulder. "Want you so bad scara~ please, I want to make you feel good~" Scara smirked, then guided your hand on his stomach; Abs slightly defined on his flat stomach while he had plenty of scars and markings rubbing along your fingertips. "Hm- Then I should entertain you since you've begged so well." Your eyes filled with lust as he slowly descended your hand to his V line and giving you a peak at his hard length. "Give it to me...Show your master how good he should feel pet."
You spared no time bringing scara onto his bed. Quickly sitting ontop of him and against his clothed cock as he gasped at how aggressive you we're; How hungry he was to feel you. You grinded on his clothed length, slowly stripping off your oversized shirt with your bare chest on display. Scara looked aroused and intently at you, He didnt notice until now that you barely had anything on. Just one of his shirts and silky underwear he bought for you. Pale fingertips itched up to your hips, he Squeezed and rubbed your body in motion with your grinding. "Shit..Thats it pet, Dont stop. Love how much you want me~" He dug his free hand through his hair, pushing his bangs out the way to watch you speed up your pace. 'Fuck~ Wanna flip you over right now and cum inside you. Dont stop y/n, Dont stop..' In a daze scara began bucking his hips up down. You lost a bit of balance and leaned on his body for support. "Scara~" you teased, but your words went through one mechanical ear and out the other. "Does it feel good?" 'Ah~ You~ mnn~' Stuck in his trance all he could do was grab tighter on your hips. You pouted at the lack of attention and looked down onto his shorts. His boxers we're barely hiding his hard on through his pants and poked at your wet slit. 'Was he close?' you slowed down and he sucked his teeth in irritation, and you swore you saw his eyes glow. "Fuh-.. i- W-why'd you stop?!" He hissed. "Because scara~ I want it... here.." you pointed down to your stomach and He immediately blushed "O-oh?... Is that what you want, pet?" you pressed his hands over his head, leaning down to his face close enough your noses touched. You pecked his lips and pulled away from him then got off the bed, walking to your room. "I'll be quick okay~! keep your hands like that for me." 'over... my head?' he sucked his teeth and turned his head towards the ceiling, just wondering what you had planned for him.
Scara turned his attention back to the door over the faint sound of jingling. Watching as you emerged completely naked into the room with a pair of handcuffs around your finger. "Hah So you want to be cuffed up too, slut?" he chucked as you walked towards the headboard. "No scara, this is for you~"
In a matter of seconds scara's hands we're both restrained against the headboard. You climbed onto his body once more like a cat, Pulling down his pants to reveal his aching shaft. Scara tugged against the handcuffs as you moved closer to his erection leaking pre. He wanted to put you in your place so bad, how dare you starve him of his release then cuff him up as if he was the pet. You took a deep breath before sinking yourself onto his length, your walls squeezing against his thick cock. Your body shivered and he moaned in response. "Hah..mnh y/n, Your so warm- Oh god...yes~" you leaned your hands against his body for support. Slowly bouncing up and down "fuck~ ah...You want it that bad baby? Wanna be a- ah~ mommy?" he instinctively went to touch your hips but was jerked back by the cuffs. He tugged again then groaned. God it was too much, scara wanted to touch you so bad. You began panting heavily at his sudden submission. He could just break the handcuffs, couldn't he? you gripped tighter onto his sleeveless shirt as your pace grew messy to make sure he always hit your sweet spot. "mnh~ yes scara! I want it.. Want it so bad please, please inside~ ah! please!" your body bounced faster, sloshing up and down his length "ah~ mommy~ j-just like that~! im close~ S-so fucking close. im gonna~!" He bawled his hands in a fist-
Click!
sticking out his tongue slightly while he felt his orgasm wash over him. You quickly came after, coating him with your juices as his warm seed filled your pussy and clamped down on him.
You we're a bit exhausted and collapsed onto his chest, sliding off his cock while his seed gushed out and onto your folds. He let out a deep sigh after you pulled out and was oddly silent. "scara..I-mm!" Suddenly you felt his hot hand cover your mouth. Wait..Cover your mouth? Your heart skipped a beat and looked up at him. His eyes we're glowing, With a cocky smirk planted on his face. He couldnt take it anymore. The 'pathetic' little cuffs you put on him we're dangling; broken on the headboard. Before you could process it any further, the puppet flipped you over on the side of the bed on your back. He caged you under his own body and softly bit his lip at your now 'innocent' glare. "You call yourself wanting to please me but only for one round? How pathetic." He chuckled while you looked away flustered. He noticed your shyness and shifted his hand on your throat. "Your mine. Do you understand that pet? Dont you dare stop." He moved his hand off your throat while you choked for air "B-but scara- I already-c- AH!" You pleaded and he slapped your thigh, teasing you with a spark of electro. "Isnt that what you wanted? Wanted to be a mommy?" Your eyes widened a bit, And you drooled at his words. He made a thin smile at your reaction and took off his shirt. "Good pet..I let you have your fun..now your gonna take this like a good girl yeah?" He hoisted your legs over his shoulders and lined himself up, Slowly fisting his length again.
He couldnt wait to see you bare his children.
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eclipseiz · 1 year
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♢ 𝘙𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘌𝘥𝘨𝘦𝘴 ♢
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pairings- konig x you
(♡ synopsis)-- konig didnt like the joking manner between you and soap. so he decided to put you into place.
warnings-- female anatomy, praise kink, jealous behavior, pet names, thigh riding, oral (m reciever)
✧༺♥༻∞
“Remember to keep your eyes sharp.” Price said through the ear piece attached to your ear. You were out watching for Russian trade.
Soap, who was to your left, connected back to him, “You got it Captain.” He pulled the piece from his ear before looking at you, “If you're tired I'm sure you can get some shut eye, Konig and I got this.”
You scoffed, “And miss out on this eventful stake? Hell no.” you joked, pushing him in the ribs playfully. You glanced at the silent Konig who was cleaning his rifle.
Konig and yourself had an interesting dynamic. Hooking up for the past few months but never speaking outside of the bedroom about much other than work. It's how you both liked it.
“Oh I'm sure it's just because you’d miss my company.” Soap laughed out smirking at you.
Konig shifted from the corner of your eye, you raised a curious brow. “Who wouldn't Mactavish.” you giggled, shooting back.
Konig sat up, returning his trustful rifle to his case before speaking, “I'll be in the car trying to get some sleep.” his gruff voice said heavy with his accent.
You bit your lip at his tense nature watching as he walked into the dark night to the truck. Pretending to check your vest you sighed, “Shit I forgot my ammo.” you stood up, “Will you be okay for a minute?” Soap nodded and leaned further to the wall.
You jogged over to the truck about half a mile from the abandoned house that laid the checkpoint. You opened the back door and climbed in next to calmly sat Konig, his legs spread obviously trying to get comfortable.
“What's wrong?” you asked as you sat one leg under the other.
Konig pulled his gloves off, “You fucking Mactavish too?” he boldly asked not bothering to look at you from under the mask.
Alarms rang in your head before you got an idea, “And what if I was? What are you gonna do about it vati? 
Knocking the breath from you, your body was pulled on his lap. One big hand on your thigh, the other on your throat lightly applying pressure, “Why aren't you feeling bratty tonight?” 
Your arms made their way up his muscular arms to his neck, wrapping themselves around it, “Aren't I always?” you smirked. The tent in his pants grew against your soaked trousers.
“Then I guess I have to show you who you belong to. Strip.” he demanded as he laid his arms along the back of the seats, waiting for the show.
Slowly you got up as much as possible and took off your shirt, nothing underneath.
“Scheiße.” he lightly whispered.
You kicked off your boots along with your pants and soaked underwear before returning to his powerful lap, “Please.” you begged as you lightly grinded on his rough thigh throwing your head back.
Konig’s hand gripped your hips and helped you move back and forth, your clit catching the rolls and wrinkles of his pants in just the right manner, “Yeah that's right baby get off on my thigh and I might just let you have my cock.”
You loudly moaned at his words before covering your mouth to muffle them, moving faster on his thigh before grabbing his shoulders for support.
“No, don't cover up your pretty noises, I need to know who makes you feel that way. Who makes you feel that way huh?” he cooed.
Your mouth dropped into an ‘O’, “You daddy, only you.”
Koning removed his mask before pulling you into a rough kiss just as you finished all over his thigh, “Yeah that's right baby let it out and you can have my cock, Uh huh.”
He praised.
You moved off his thigh and started rapidly unbuttoning his pants. Konig slightly moved his hips up so you should pull his pants and underwear down, “Let me make you feel good.” You said as you placed your hand around his hard cock, rubbing from base to tip.
All he could do was groan, “Yeah just like that baby.”
You leaned your lips upon his pink tip, spreading the pre-cum along his tip before dragging your tongue along the prominent vein. You came back up and finally took him in your mouth, Konig lightly gathering your hair in a makeshift bun and pushing you down further, unable to control the noises that left his mouth.
His dick hit the back of your throat as he pounded into your mouth, leaving no room for air before he pulled out completely, looking at  your face, “Aw my pretty baby cock drunk, just wait until you're bouncing on it.” he coo’ed before shoving his hard cock back into your mouth once again pounding in it before fishing in the back of your throat, the hot liquid traveling down.
You gasped for air before quickly getting pulled into a steamy kiss, your hand coming to trace the side of Konigs face, “Please fuck me.” you grounded out as you settled back above his once again hardening dick.
He slowly brought his hand down to your pussy, rubbing your juices around and to your clit, “Always so ready for me.” he said into your mouth before gripping his cock, aligning it with your hot entrance.
You sunk onto his dick, both moaning at the feeling of him filling you up, “Right there daddy.” you exclaimed between moans as you bounced on his lap, his hips slapping up to meet your frantic thrusts.
“Oh yes my beautiful girl. Come on cum for me, you can do it.” He snaked his thumb into your mouth as his other hand landed on your thigh.
You quickly came, moaning loudly around his thumb as you rode out your high, helping him get to his own. He pulled his thumb out of your mouth. Hand coming to hold your hips still as he thrusted his hips up to meet your overstimulated pussy racing to achieve his own orgasm.
“Please give me your cum baby.” you begged gripping his shoulders for dear life as he came into your hot hole, pulling out making you both groan at the loss of contact.
Konig pulled you into him, holding your tired body, “You did so well for me my pretty girl,” he said as he rubbed over your messy hair. But the moment was ruined by a loud knock on the foggy windows.
“Uh-Hey sorry to disturb but Price called us off so if you could both get decent.” Soap's voice sounded, making you giggle and give Konig a quick kiss on the cheek before beginning to re-dress.
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pixel8 · 2 years
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Obsessed with gnome-sized werewolf
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cottoncandy-jester · 3 years
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✨lie down darling Its time for a dream✨
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Faking it (dad squad)
So basically this is what happens if the dad squad found out reader faked an orgasm before
This is of course 18+ and the reader is female
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Daichi suwamura
Okay so daichi honestly was never worried about y'all sex life
Like you moan his name everytime why is he worried
It's when you and the rest of the karasuno group get drunk and play truth of dare
When it's your turn.. you're drunk off six shots of tequila and tanaka asks you to reveal your deepest secret
"okay okay! Sooo during me and daichi's fourth anniversary, we fucked and I may have totally faked it"
Wait what.
WHAT?!
Everyone else is laughing but daichi is over here having a mental breakdown
You did what?!
How many more have you faked?! Were they all fake?! Did he ever really make you cum?
It did not take long for daichi to drag you away to the nearest bathroom
You gasp when daichi pinned you against the wall his mouth attacking your neck while his hands roamed your body now gripping your hips as he ripped your panties off.
"faked an orgasm?! Damn it how many did you fake? Doesn't matter don't tell me. I'm going to fuck you against this wall and you are going to cum over and over til I know for sure you like having sex with me"
He fucked you until you couldn't think anymore, he also made sure EVERYONE heard it.
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Tooru oikawa
You were having girl talk with the other managers and the topic of sex came up
They all assume he's some sex god which makes you laugh
Oikawa is honestly such a dork during sex that you couldn't help but spills beans
"honestly he was so nervous during our first time, It was so cute..though he didn't really make me.. y'know"
Oh BOY
News travelled fast and before you know it at 4am you had a pissed oikawa at your door
The loud harsh banging interrupted your sleep and you went to the door only to see oikawa standing there, your sleepy eyes trailed his body up and down and you noticed he was gripping his phone so tight his knuckles turned white, you didn't even get to speak when the male stormed inside and let's out a frustrated sigh.
"why are rumors about me being bad in bed spreading around?!"
"I dunno...maybe you have a hater, babe it's like 4am..why are you here?"
Oikawa snapped his head towards you before walking towards you anger fuming towards you before he gripped your arm tightly.
"everyone is saying you started the rumor, so tell me little cutie what the fuck have you been saying?"
Your eyes got wide as the conversation with the girls resurfaced in your head and you softly reached out to put your hands on his cheeks which made him relax but he was still clearly annoyed.
"sorry, tooru it was just one little story. Girl talk y'know and it's fine lots of people can't make their partner cum their first time you just ha-"
You were cut off by the male roughly pulling you towards your room, everytime you tried to speak oikawa would glare at you before demanding that you shut up. Once in your room he pushed you on the bed his ego clearing having dropped now that you admitted the truth.
"I am good at sex! I am Great! I just have to prove to you that you are with the best man ever"
As he spoke he started to strip before his cold glare landed on you before he crawled ontop and wrapped a hand around your throat.
"you are going to be begging me to stop making you cum once I'm done with you"
He made you tell everyone that you cummed extra hard that night, even if it was super embarrassing to say.
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Tetsuro kuroo
You two were arguing
It started with him being jealous of a person at work flirting with you and it just blew up
Screams and swears shooting back at the other
Low blows were dealt
You both don't even remember what the fight was about
Then..you said it
"God you are so cocky! It's shit like that, that make me fake orgasms during sex"
He shut up after that one for sure
All he can think about was how many did you fake and how he failed as your lover
Why didn't you tell him you weren't feeling good during sex?
Kuroo remained quiet as he let his brain think, after saying it you quickly walked over and hugged him hoping he wasn't angry at you
"baby! I'm sorry I didn't mean it, I was just upset and you were just upset you forgive me yeah?"
"how many times?"
"that doe-"
"how many damn times?!"
You flinched when he forced you to look at him showing pain in his eyes and you couldn't help but be honest with him.
"only a few, during those times where I was just really sleepy that's it"
Kuroo let's out a shaky sigh before he peppered soft kisses along your neck. He was pretty hurt at the moment but he did want to make it up to you, plus make up sex was always good
"come, let's talk this out yeah?"
His tone was soft as he guided you to the bedroom thought talking wasn't the plan he had, he wanted to make you see stars and make sure he could actually make you cum.
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Koutaro bokuto
Okay so maybe it wasn't a good idea to pump up bokuto's ego every time you guys have sex
All your praise makes him think he's the best in the world
But when it came time for a girls night at you and bokuto's place stuff starts to spill
You told bokuto to spend the night at akaashi or something but you didnt think he would come home
"sooo [y/n]! How is bokuto in bed?! We gotta know"
The question made you embarrassed while bokuto stood outside you guys' bedroom listening in
Yes dear wife tell them how my sex is the best in the world
"koutaro, tries his best. Sometimes he gets a little too excited and cums early so he gets too tired to finish and we end up cuddling before I can climax so I just fake it"
WHAT?!
Bokuto automatically swings the door open scaring both you and the girls
He is legit tearing up and about to sob
After, very quickly telling the girls to leave he cries into your stomach while you pet his head
"why didn't you tell me?! I would have made it all better"
"oh..kou..it's no big deal"
Your soothing which would usually work just wasn't working right now, bokuto sniffled as he looked up at you with tearful eyes, you were his baby owl and he couldnt even make you feel good?!
He couldn't believe that! No he won't accept that! Before you can respond bokuto pushed you down on the bed before starting to pull your pants and underwear off your body
"kou! W-what the hell?!"
"just let me do this please! I need to know that I can do this, I just want you to be happy with me..so..let me worship you"
You were shocked but shuddered at the feeling of soft kisses against your inner thigh, with one final sniffle bokuto was now focused on something else.
He proceeded to eat you out that night until you cummed so much that you was sobbing but by the end of it he was so happy to know that he can make you cum and of course he was more mindful about your needs.
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Wakatoshi ushijima
Oh jeez
Okay so he makes it very clear that bedroom talk is off limits
What you two do in bed is your business hell you guys don't really talk about sex and spend more time just doing it
You are very tight lipped about your sex life but tendou Is a very stubborn guy
He is constantly asking you what's it like..mostly cause he wants to tease wakatoshi
After finally bothering you to the point where you wanna hit him you confess
"toshi is great okay?! I mean sure he has his moments of not really getting me there but it's good so stop asking!"
OHOHOHO HE HAS TO KNOW MORE
after explaining that wakatoshi tends to be boringly vanilla you expect him to let it go
No bitch this is tendou 'i give no fucks' satori
Proceeds to tease wakatoshi about it every chance he gets
"wow who knew you could be boring in all departments"
"sooooo, you really like it vanilla huh?"
Of course oblivious wakatoshi doesn't pay him any mind until a drunk tendou spills the beans
"guess who told me that you're boring in bedddd~ pfft she said you are so slow that it is like fucking a box"
You of course didn't say that but you were shocked to see wakatoshi at your door the next day
"did you tell tendou about our sex life?"
Well fuck.
you honestly should have expected this. You let out a shaky sigh as you merely avoided eye contact you felt pretty embarrassed and ashamed
"yeah, sorry toshi he kept bugging me about it"
"you telling him is not why I'm upset"
You were honestly shocked and looked up only to see wakatoshi's face close to yours, his eyes were intense and honestly gave you chills.
"did you say I was boring during sex? Is this true?"
"um..yeah but it's okay I mean it's still good it's just very..typical I mean we do the same stuff all the time and you just tend to be, slow"
Wakatoshi was a little shocked by your words but he calmly sighed and ran his fingers through his hair as he tried to think of what exactly he needed to do.
"then my future wife, allow me to spend the night making you feel good instead of myself, you can tell me exactly what I need to do in order to bring you to climax again and again."
And you did exactly that, he was quite obedient and even did things he never done before just so he can make you feel good.
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obsessive-ego · 4 years
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Bath time = nap time
Beetlejuice x fem reader
Beetlejuice saves reader from drowning
Then it gets soft
Slight nsft cuz nudity and mention of masturbation
"You seem to be in a mood"
He was right, you just got home from a long shit day at work, customers screamed at you, your boss left early and made you cover the full store alone, again, you were exhausted and more then a little annoyed, hell, you've been holding back tears the whole bus ride home, and sure as fuck you weren't gonna start balling you eyes out infront of beetlejuice, the man had no idea how to deal with emotions and you really didnt want to deal with all that awkwardness.
Walking in the door, Beetlejuice could feel the angry engery you were giving off, hell, he knew exactly how you were when you were angry, after pushing the envelope one too many times and really pissing you off.
When you two make eye contact with each other you sigh.
"Its just- work sucks" you sigh pinching the bridge of your nose, you flop down on the couch next to the ghoul, you felt like you were let the flood gates break and cry at this point.
"Bring me to work with ya sometime dollface, I'll sort 'em out nice and quick for ya" he cackles, you only give a small smile and a sniffle in return, he frowns, you were no fun when you were like this. Your boss and coworkers constantly took advantage of your kind nature and willing to please to the point that it fucked you up emotionally and physically, but more importantly ruining HIS alone time with you.
"I'm sorry, I just need to cool down" your voice cracks, trying really hard not to cry
"Alright sugar, I can see you need some alone time, I'll make myself scarce so you can do whatever you need to yeah?"
You give the demon a soft smile, it wasnt often Beetlejuice was considerate to your feelings, but was greatly appreciated when he was.
He tussles your hair "see ya in a few, and you better be better to ACTUALLY hang out" he laughs, and with that he was gone, no smoke, no fan fair, just simple pop, gone.
...
You start your quiet time with a bath, a nice hot bubble bath, it's been awhile since you did that, you were more of a shower person solely for how fast it was, as you waited for the tub to fill you begin to strip down. Unknown to you beetlejuice didnt exactly leave, he just vanished, invisible to your eyes, you stopped at you shirt, the demon groaned at this tease, yes he loved your ass and legs, but he wants the FULL picture.
The demon was banking on his sweet breather blowing off some steam the good old fashioned way, going to town on that cute pussy of yours, but jerking off in the bath? That was new, not that he was complaining, a change of scenery was always nice, keeping things nice and fresh for him? Such a considerate breather you were. hell the ghoul was already buzzing with excitement, electric pink tips already showing in his hair, it's been awhile since he had quite the show, yes he spied on your private times, can you blame him? Hes a demon straight from hell, that may or may not be head over heels for you, his sweet little breather, and watching you take care of business was an excellent way from him to see what you like for future reference~.
Beetlejuice's attention was brought back to reality when he herd the rushing water stop, his gaze leaves your legs and follows the hem of your shirt, drooling at the new exposed skin, when you dropped the bra the ghoul gave you a very lewd motion, an over exaggerated jerk off motion and a wolf whistle, not that you knew it.
Stepping into the tub you let out a soft whine, like always it was boiling hot, the noises you made as you sunk your tired body into the water were practically pornographic, well at least to the ghoul in the room who already had his cock out, just waiting on you to start, but you didnt.
You just layed there in the water, most of your goods covered by bubbles, it felt like an eternity before it clicked with Beej you weren't gonna start playing with yourself.
He huffs, pretty disappointed with the result, floating out of the bathroom and into you bedroom to deal with his sour mood the best way he knew how, digging through your underwear drawer, as occupied as the demon was in this activity, his ears did perk up at the sound of a knock at the front door, tending to his meat would be fun, BUT scaring the piss out of someone would be better.
The ghoul took no time disguising himself as you and quickly making his way to the door. Quickly swinging the door open to reveal the mailman.
"Package for l/n, sign here please"
Beetlejuice took the package eagerly, and scribbling down a mess on the clipboard handed to him, the ghoul responds with a cheerful "thanks" in your voice before grabbing the bottom of his jaw and pulling it down to his chest, as swarm of various bugs fly out, the delivery man screams and makes a quick escape from the premises. Beetlejuice cackles, and returns to his old self, placing the box down he heads to the bathroom where you were to gloat about his recent scare, he adored how your eyes lit up when he bragged about his work to you, a fun little retelling would get you out of your mood and back to being fun.
The ghoul knocks on the bathroom door
"Knock knock" he shouts matching the knock on the door
No response, he knocks again
"Sugar?"
...
"Babes?"
...
"Y/n?" Concerned in your silence, he takes a deep breath and hollers "y/n if you dont respond by the time I count to 3 I'm coming in"
"3!" He shouts phasing his head through the door, what he saw made his hair turn white, a colour that rarely graced him, your legs hung over the sides of the tub, while your head was completely submerged, how long where you like this?!
Beetlejuice quickly lunges into the tub without a second thought, as much as he hated water, it didn't matter now, it didn't matter that his suit was soaked, it didnt matter that you were going to be upset that he was straddling your naked body, what mattered was not letting you drown, the demon quickly pulled your head out of the water.
"Come on sweets, a dead guy cant give ya CPR" he utters trying to gently shake you awake
With a hard cough, spitting out a bit of water you were awake.
Moving the wet hair from your face you rub your eyes, before you could yell at beetlejuice for invading your privacy, you're pulled into a tight wet hug.
The first thing that came to mind was the smell, to the point where you felt dizzy, Your head was spinning on what was going on, you were completely naked and enjoying a nice bath, but here beetlejuice was, fully clothed, in the tub straddling you, and now hugging you, as embarrassment and anger fill your chest, but despite all the confusion was the biggest feeling you had now, but before you could say his name once the ghoul speaks.
"The fuck were you doing?" He utters into your ear
"I-"
"Trying to scare the fuck out of me?" He squeezes you tighter
It clicks
"I fell asleep in the bath again huh" you mumble
Beetlejuice pulls away and stares at you with a quizzical look,
"I used to doze off in the bathtub when I was younger, ya know, it's so warm and peaceful" you trail off while nervously laughing, refusing to meet his eyes
"What am I going to do with you?" Beetlejuice sighs
The two of you remain in the position, sitting in silence for what feels like an eternity.
Finally glancing back to the demon, you realize the position you're in. Naked with a born dead demon, you had more then a little crush on, leaning over you, you couldnt really scream at him after him saving your life huh, but this was a little much.
"Beej? Can you leave?" You stutter out finally crossing your arms over your exposed chest, not that it mattered, the demon probably got an eyeful already.
"Oh! Sure, but uh, you gonna be okay? Or do you need a lifegard babes?~" his voice drops to that seductive gravel that always made your knees weak, the ghoul leans in close, water sloshing over the side of the tub. "Cant have you stop breathing sugar, I've grown accustomed to that warm body of yours~" he whispers as a hand travels up your thigh.
Beetlejuice was always a handsy guy, you knew that, and didnt mind it, but now, being completely exposed like this? It was a little too much too soon.
"If you get out of the tub, clean up the water you splashed on the floor, and keep your hands to youself, you can stay" you mumble out.
"I'll take it" the ghoul jumps out of the tub, and with the snap of his fingers the bathroom was just as it was before he jumped in the tub with you, and with another snap beej was back to being as dry as his humor.
The ghoul hops up on the sink, his eyes glued to your naked form.
"Oh, almost forgot" the demon snaps his fingers again, the room fills with a harsh green smoke, and once it disperses, beetlejuice was no longer wearing his trademark suit, instead he sported a pair of swim trunks, black and white striped, a whistle around his neck, a pair of sunglasses, and a pair of white flip flops.
"Lifeguard is on duty sweet thing"
You couldnt help but laugh
"I'm CPR certified doll, but you dont gotta be drowning if all you wanted was a smooch~" he cackles you laugh along with him.
Yes it was a little embarrassing finishing you bath routine with an audience, but the unexpected happened, beetlejuice was polite, at least for his standards, no lewd jokes, no gross comments, nothing, and here you were completely naked and consenting to his presence and he was on his best behavior. The odd joke was given, but it was much more tame then what you've grown to know, while you washed your body the ghoul chattered on about scaring the mailman and how he really didnt get why breathers were so eager to stay clean.
With the bubbles finally gone that was a good indication to get out and dry off, your muscles now relaxed and you yourself were in a more better mood, albeit alittle drowsy.
Pulling the plug in the tub was a good signal to the demon to turn away from you, you raised an eyebrow at this
"What are you doing?"
"Babes I am a gentleman, I couldn't possibly gaze-"
"You literally just sat there for like a half an hour watching my naked ass like a hawk" you were quick to interrupt. The ghoul visibly flinches at your words still facing away from you
"Humor me babes" he says with a shrug
You sigh, finally standing up and wrapping a towel around your chest, and another towel around your hair. You continue your routine with the ghoul facing away from you. Reaching for a bottle of lotion, you squirt some out and begin rubbing it into your skin, throughout the process you could see the undead demon visibly shiver and wobble a tad, you try not to think about it.
With the thud of the bottle being put away you raise to your feet and leave the room with beetlejuice trailing behind.
You sit down of your bed removing the towel around your hair, the ghoul sits down next to you, once again dressed in his suit. The two of you make eye contact for a brief moment before you look away, remembering how the born dead demon, moments earlier, on top of your naked body, let alone watched you take a bath, the whole thing finally caught up to you and all you could hear was your heart hammering away, so you didnt hear Beetlejuice the first time he tried to get your attention.
You nearly jump out of your skin when his icy cold hand gripped your shoulder, you turn back to the ghoul, realizing he was a bizzar mix of purple and pink.
"Are you okay?" You mumble out
The ghoul snorts a small laugh "I was about to ask you the same thing doll, you almost died" his gaze was scary serious something you weren't really used to seeing from him.
"I'm fine, dont worry about it-"
You were cut off by beetlejuice pulling you into a tight embrace
"Dont worry about it? Are you stupid or something? Jesus y/n I cant have you dying on me, I need ya, your my-" he stops himself, you push away quirking a brow staring back at the ghoul
"I'm your what?"
"You're my... breather, ya know, cuz I'm haunting ya" he shrugs with a forced laugh
"Right, thanks again for your help" you trail off sounding a tad disappoint with the ghoul's response.
Beetlejuice picks up on your ton and quickly grabs your wrist
"Doll I, no y/n, this isnt easy for me to say okay, but fuck, ya mean alot to me, and I dont want ya to stop breathing before you live your little breather life, and yeah, you're my breather, youre mine, my-" the ghoul's grip looses up on you, you gently grab his hand and give him a soft smile
"Thank you" you whisper before pulling the demon into a hug
It's alright that you're both cowards with how you feel, but this was a nice start
Bonus
This was as close to heaven as beetlejuice was ever gonna get, here you were his favourite little breather, hugging him, out of your own free will wearing nothing but a towel, and right after he tried his damndest to confess to you, yeah it didnt come out clear, but you were happy, he'll try again another time and really spell it out that he loves you
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A Little Slappy, Makes Jay Happy
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WARNING: DADDY KINK, SLAPPING/SPANKING, TYING THE READER UP, DIRTY TALK. Caution when reading.
The stage you were working on was hot and ready for you. Your song hit and you strutted on with a smirk on your face.
You were currently undercover with Jay at a strip club that was selling bad coke and was prostituting out the strippers. Of course you got signed to play a stripper and Jay was a customer. But it wasn't all bad.
Jay sat front row as you came on, your daisy dukes showed off your ass and your cut off flannel was to tight. But you played your part. The music moved you as you began to strip, throwing your shirt at Jay to cover his eyes but he snatched it from his face with a growl.
The crowd was going wild, Jay was enjoying himself. You teased him showing your breast and quickly covering yourself. The music cut and the team busted in. Jay helped you down from the stage, handing you your gun.
"On the ground". Jay shouted at the club owner.
You watched him arrest the owner with awe. The muscles on him bulged through his shirt.
"Great job, you two". Voight praised the undercover mission. "You two go get changed and we'll see you tomorrow morning". Jay and you nodded, heading back to the undercover apartment that you were staying at.
You unlocked the door and walked in Jay behind you. Laying your bag on the table you heard the door lock. Turning around you saw Jay with a evil smirk on his face.
"What are you doing"? You asked scratching your head as you looked him up and down.
"Bend over". He growled sternly.
"What? No". You chuckled struggling it off and walking away.
Jay walked swiftly behind you and grabbed your neck, turning you around and adjusting his hand around your throat. Backing you up to the nearest wall.
"When I tell you to do something you do it, understood"? He got right up to your face. His breath smelt of whiskey.
"Yes, sir". You nervously spoke. Your pussy was soaked so were your panties.
"Good, now get the bedroom and strip". He ordered and you didnt hesitate. You walked to the bedroom, took off your shirt and then your pants. Jay watched at the door frame.
Standing there in just your underwear, Jay licked his lips. Coming over to you.
"You're such a good little girl, doing what daddy says". He brushed his finger over your pussy, sending shivers up your spin.
"Thank you, daddy". You bit your lip with anticipation.
Jay trailed his finger up your underwear to your waistband and snaked his hand inside. Traveling his finger to your slit.
"So wet already? I haven't even started". His husky voice made you moan out. Jay chuckled and ripped your panties off with one quick move.
He brought your panties to his nose and sniffed. "You smell delicious, I cant wait to taste you". He dropped your panties and pushed you down on the bed. You gulped as he began undressing.
"I'm going to make you scream, little one". He said as he pulled down his boxers. His cock sprung free, standing hard as a rock. It glistened pre-cum in the light.
"You want to make daddy happy"? He asked coming over to the bed side, getting into his duffel bag.
"Yes". Your breath hitched as he pulled out rope.
"You trust, daddy"?
"Yes". Jay smiled and started tying you up to the head board. Your legs to the bottom board, spreading your legs apart. Giving him full view of your pussy.
"I'm going to make you feel so good, baby". He crawled up your body, stopping at your breasts and tugging on your hardened nipples. His hand traveled down your stomach and clutched your pussy.
"This is mine". He kissed you roughly as he pumped a finger into your wet entrance. Moaning into the kiss, Jay pumped his finger faster in and out of you. His thumb pressed against your clit, rubbing it rough. The orgasm build up and exploded as you came all over Jay's fingers. It didnt take much for you to come undone by his touch.
Jay rapidly moved his fingers and brought his hand over your cheek. "I didnt give you permission to cum, now did I"? He slapped your cheek once more.
"I'm sorry, daddy". You whimpered but it quickly turned into a moan when Jay took one of your nipples into his mouth, swirling his tongue around and sucking.
"Jay". You gasped. Jay landed a smack to your free breast. Leaving a red hand print.
"You want me to fuck you"? Jay got between your legs.
"Yes".
"Say it. Say what you want me to do". Jay ran his cock through your slit, getting it wet.
"I want you to fuck me, hard". You cried out as Jay plunged into your entrance.
He thrusted his hips deep and rough, one hand around your throat and one hand digging into the bed sheet.
Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as Jay hit a certain spot that pushed you over the edge. You came in seconds. Clenching around him, you already knew what was coming. Jay abruptly stopped and flipped you over. He slapped your ass a few times and pushed back in.
Grabbing a fist full of hair, he pulled your head up to his mouth.
"Naughty girls get punished for not listening". He sneered and he thrusted deep up inside you. At first it was pain then the pleasure took over. He had this animalistic attitude right now and you were loving it.
"Fuck, fuck". You gasped out, trying to keep your third orgasm together. Jay chuckled as you struggled.
"Does daddy's girl have to cum? You're so cute when you try and hold it back". He picked up his pace. Full force fucking you. The head board bounced off the wall.
"Please, Jay. Please". You cried as you couldn't hold it much longer.
"Since you said please, you can cum". With the words like a switch you flooded the bed, Jay and the sheet as you came. Never have you came so hard.
"Damn, you soaked me". He cheerfully chuckled, his pace didnt stop. He was determined to make you cum like that again.
Your hand held on to the sheets for dear life as Jay drilled into you. Rearranging your insides but you couldn't be happier.
"Oh fuck". Jay groaned smacking your, you knew he was close and you were getting there as well.
"I'm going to cum all over you". Pounded hard into you. He gripped your ass for balance.
"Please. I need to cum". You begged. The orgasm took over and was out of nowhere with such force.
"Cum". He thrusted a few more times and the pulled out. Your pulsating pussy squirted all over the place. Jay was a wet mess. He climbed on top of you bring your mouth to his cock and stroked himself as he came all over your face and mouth. You licked him clean and licked all his cum from your lips.
"Holy shit". He panted, quietly untying your arms and legs free.  He pulled back the wet covers and got in with you under his arm.
"You Alright? I didnt hurt you did I"? He asked worried.
"No, Jay. I loved it. Definitely have to do this again". You giggled weakly.
"Most definitely. I like our little sex adventures. This one is for the books for sure. I never seen you squirt before". Jay said all excited, bringing his finger to his mouth as he sucked on this. Your juices coated his fingers and his body.
"I've never have. You just bring it out of me". You laid your head on his chest. His heart beating a mile a minute.
"Wow. I'm glad I can be the only one to do so". He kissed the top of your head.
"Mmm". You hummed as sleep took over you. Jay took your hand in his, playing with the wedding band that he placed on your finger three years ago.
There's perks of working undercover, the hot and bothered sexy times.
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gaetoeinhaler · 4 years
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𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞
barbatos x bratty! female! reader smut
smut/18+, degrading, spanking, tail(s) usage ÔwÔ
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earlier, i'd gotten scolded by lucifer. for something i didnt do, but was dragged in by mammon. like usual. though, this time it had gotten out of hand. mammon thought it'd be a good idea to try and steal one of lucifer's coats, that he usually has draped over his slim thick shoulders, only to be yelled at by lucifer half way through his escape and then drag me in, saying i was apart of his idiotic schemes.
        already pissed, i scowled the whole way to rad. the thing is, this took place in the morning. the worst part of the day already.
        walking down the halls of rad, not paying attention to anything i was saying or doing. hell, i could've gone off on diavolo for standing.
        nearing my locker, that's when i bumped into someone. of course, being the pissed off person i am, i went off on them.
        "YOU DUMBASS BITCH!" i hissed, fed up with life and turning to face whoever i bumped into. "WATCH WHERE YOU'RE GOING YOU FUCKING SINISTER HOE!" i seethed, glaring at who it was.
        it was barbatos. oh shit. oh shit 2x. now i'm ready to delete myself from life.
        there stood one of the most powerful demons of devildom, surprised and shocked. he hadn't been yelled at like that before. he was about to apologize for bumping into the exchange student, before being yelled at with such vulgar language. he took the guess that she had been upset, for whatever reason, but he knew behavior such as this would be unacceptable. specifically, if its him.
        they'd been deep in the exchange program to know (y/n) well. well enough that they'd know the rules, as well as what would happen here in devildom with sort of behavior like that.
        a small smile was placed upon the butler's features, realizing what he could do. "oh? is that so?" his voice was calm, as if nothing even happened. his eyes, though, told another story.
        i knew i was done for as soon as i looked in his aqua eyes.
        "did you forget what power i have, (y/n)? or need i remind you?" he kept a calm demeanor. "i should have you killed, hung and chopped in the most brutal way possible, for acting out in such a way." he leaned in, staring into my eyes to where aqua met (e/c) orbs. "but, i believe a different punishment would do."
        "but-" i sucked in a breath. "class starts soon and i-" i was cut off, his hand cupping my left cheek and tilting my head up. "not to worry, i can write a pass."
        without second question or thought, he led me to where his office in this college like academy was. opening it up, and pushing me in, i looked around. i'd never been here before. lucifer's yes, diavolo and barbatos', no. it was plain colors. dark brown with a turquoise pattern among the floor and walls, with a small lamp on the darkened colored oak wood desk as the only light source.
        everything was neatly placed, as if every thing had a certain measurement, a certain coordinate within the office.
        barbatos' hand on my shoulder brought me back to reality, snapping me out of my trance. a frown was on his face as he moved to stand in front of me.
        "don't get distracted. it'll only worsen your punishment." he spoke, monotonous. no emotion within his voice, though a displeased and disappointed look in his eyes. i gulped, nodding slightly.
        i dropped my backpack in one of the chairs by the door, following barbatos towards what would be his desk. he stared me up and down, before speaking once again. "strip." he commanded. i froze in place. strip? as in get naked?
        his eyebrows furrowed. "must i say it again? strip." he seemed more aggressive now, as if loosing patience.
         not wasting time, i started to bring the clothing of my uniform off of my body. starting with the bow around my neck, then the rest of the dark clothing. once in only my bra and panties, a small smile formed on his face. pleased that i had listened. "come here." he ordered. walking towards him, i stood in front of where he was seated.
        "good. now, bend over my lap." he patted his lap, signaling for me to follow his orders.
        taking a deep breathe, i bend my self over, already wishing i hadnt cussed him out. i could feel his gloved hand hover over my ass, before leaving. he slipped the white glove off his hand, exposing his skin. "wouldn't want to get my gloves dirty, especially from a little slut, bent over like this." he whispered, before setting the leather piece down on his desk.
        his hand hovered over my ass once more, before pulling down my panties and exposing my skin. i could hear his chuckle. "count, would you?"
      his hand met with my skin, before lifting. swinging his hand down, the loud smack of skin being smacked filled the room, before it dropped dead. tears formed within my eyes from how hard it was, by a small tingle of pleasure waved throughout my body.
        "one," i whispered out, waiting for the next. and it soon came, leaving a louder smack and harsher sting of pain. but another tiny tingle of pleasure. "two."
        "continue counting, and don't stop."
        was all he said, before picking up his pace and leaving more stings of pain, more tingles of pleasure, more loud smacks in the room.
        once at a perfect twenty five, i could feel how sore my ass was. a few tear stains were left upon my cheeks, but arousal and pleasure was evident from what i had received. his finger pressed against my folds, feeling how wet i had gotten.
        "look at you, getting wet from what was supposed to be a punishment." he chuckled. "filthy slut."
        "don't move." he whispered, before switching forms. "your punishment is far from over." his hands removed my underwear fully, fully exposing my nether regions. i couldnt see anything, as i had been forced to stare at the carpeted wooden ground.
        "lets see if a dirty whore like you enjoys this," he whispered, before pressing something cold and scaly to my folds, dipping it in and stretching my velvety walls.
        i moaned softly, feeling whatever it was start to get bigger the more it went deeper, hitting my core. my walls adjusted to the sudden size, my head tilting to look across the floor and seeing two tails. that's when i realized that both his tails were inside me. they slid out, before thrusting back in, hitting deep in my core.
a loud moan ripped through my throat, feeling his tails give me no time to settle before thrusting in and out. stretching me out more, my mouth spewing of pleasure filled moans. tears filling to the brim of my eyes. a moan, louder then the rest, escaped me as they hit a certain spot.
a dark chuckle came from him. “such a dirty little whore, bent over my lap like this.” he said, watching his tails plunge themselves within my entrance, hitting that special spot every time.
his hand reached down, under me. the pad of his thumb rubbed at my clit, building up my orgasm and waiting for it to come.
the circling of his thumb against my bundle of nerves, adding more pleasure to wave through my body. his tails thrusting themselves within my vagina, hitting my g-spot.
my walls clenched around his tails, making it harder for them to move within me. shortly after, a loud moan flew from my lips, my eyes rolling to the back of my head. i could feel myself come undone, warm juices coating his tails as they slipped out.
some of the juices dripped from off them, landing onto the carpeted floor. regaining my breathe, panting as i stared at him.
he pulled out a tissue, and started to wipe his tails clean of my orgasm, his voice filling the room. “you’ll be late to class if you don’t hurry and clothe yourself. i’ve already got a slip wrote.”
he threw the tissue away, and picked up a pink slip.
“hopefully this taught you a lesson for talking in such a way to a powerful demon, especially when inside a very high class academy.” he handed me the slip. “if not, and you decide to act out again, i shall make sure your punishment is worse then what is was. understood, miss (y/n)?”
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midnightmoonkiss · 4 years
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I wanna come home from work and wake up Izuku by eating his ass. He's so surprised by it he is instantly squealing. Delish 🤤
OH GOD ANON THATS MY SHIT
I love ass eating oh my fucking god oh my shit.
Hnn.
you happened to find my favorite thing ever and i accidentally wrote a fic of sorts, my bad.
Izuku X Reader: Welcome Home.
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WARNINGS!: ass eating, partial somnophilia ? handjob.
Word count: idk
Category: smut
Just to clarify: you’re both adults and live together
A/N: im tired but determined pls lov me
he’s just.. taking a nap on the couch, in nothing but an oversized sweater, fuzzy socks, and boxers.
it was his first day off after two weeks and weekends of working full time.
he was exhausted, and clearly fell asleep waiting for you to get home.
he was so cute. his messy green curls tickling at his rosey cheeks, body relaxed on the couch and muscular thighs and plump ass peaking out from beneath his shirt.
the TV droned on in the background, clearly he fell asleep to some sort of baking show. they always seemed to lull him to sleep. perhaps it was the food aspect of it?
regardless, you couldnt help but notice how.. good your dearest boyfriend looked in those boxers, how they hugged his ass just right. you could see the well defined shapes of each cheek, and you began staring longingly at it as work exhaustion took over you.
he’d make such a nice pillow.
with that thought, you promptly drop your bags, kicking off your shoes and slowly stripping yourself down to your under shirt and underwear, immediately crawling over his long, sock clad legs just to rest your cheek against his soft ass.
breathing for a moment, you lovingly  rubbed your cheek against the soft flesh, amazed at the smooth, cotton material.
but of course, you could only preform such a task for so long before your cheek began to burn. and so, here you are, casually pulling down your sleeping boyfriends underwear over his ass just so your cheek could find a smoother surface to rest upon
and thats when you noticed it, a small little hickie you had forgotten you left there the night before. your thumb idly traced over it, smile pulling at your lips as you recalled last night.
it certainly was a wild ride, you couldntly help but rub your thighs together as his wanton moans bounced around your head, fresh as a daisy.
was it so wrong to.. touch him more like this?
you chewed at your lip as your hands rested on both of his cheeks, idly rubbing and squeezing them. you froze the minute he stirred, eyes snapping up to stare at his peacefully asleep face.
you were still safe..
good.
but you should have known you were already treading down a dangerous path, hell, you did know. but you couldnt help it. it was almost as if you moved on instinct as you spread his cheeks ever so slightly- a shutter gasp blew past your lips at noticing how glossy his cute hole was.
had he been playing with himself while you were away, desperate for your touch but unable to wait any longer?
well. it did make sense. he had been pent up lately, but he was far too tired to cum more than once last night before passing out. it made sense, truly.
but nonetheless,
your ever wandering thumb traced around his glossy, reddened rim, darkening (E/C) eyes watching in fascination as it twitched,
he was too delicious to ignore. who’s to say you couldnt kill two birds with one stone? you getting a snack, and Izuku getting what he oh-so craved.
tying your hair up, you leaned down without hesitation, fingers massaging his soft flesh to give you access as you sat between his spread legs, lips pressing a gentle kiss to his hole just to watch his broad shoulders twitch.
your wet tongue poke out, you licked a long stripe from his delicate taint to his clenching rim, a breathy moan pouring from his spit-slick lips as he drooled on the couch cushion.. he was so cute, even when he was asleep.
it was hard not to dive in right away, especially when that delectable taste of artificial strawberries hit your tongue the more you lapped at him.
even when his ass twitched, you didnt bother to look up, preoccupied with your tongue continuously licking his sensitive hole, tracing along it and even possessively writing out your name with the tip of your pink muscle as his thighs shake beside you and his moans grew louder.
suddenly, a squeal made your eyes flutter open, wide green eyes looking back at you with shock and astonishment, “(Y-Y/N)..? A-ah..! Wha! ahhah!” he’d try to ask, his own moans cutting him off each time as his fingers clung to the couch, subconsciously curling up his body to push his ass farther into the air to give you a better angle.
“oh!” he cries out, your tongue pushing into his still sensitive ass, it previously being abused by his favorite dildo not too long ago.
he couldnt help it. he missed you so much..!
“M-Mo-re..! ah! hahh...!” his tongue flopped out his mouth as he panted like a tongue, cheeks burning and sweat dotting at his forehead as his hips began to rock back on your tongue relentlessly thrusting in and out of him.
you quickly pulled away, tongue connected to him for a mere moment by a string of saliva, “what’d you say, brat?” seething through your teeth, your fingers gripped at his taut flesh harshly. He whined pathetically, hips rolling back in a desperate search for your addicting mouth, 
“I-I’m sorry..! Ahh.. pl-please give me more! Please! I-I need yo-you so bead, honey..! I..! I can’t take it, I- ahhh! o-oh god!”
his head flew back as your tongue returned, along with your hand reaching into his boxers just to harshly pump his throbbing cock soaked with pre-cum.
how could you not give to your baby when he pleaded so nicely?
wet squelches filled the room, paired with your lovers pornographic moans and pleads. it truly was music to your ears.
his hips thrusted into the tight tunnel your soft hand created, cries pouring from his lips as tears of pleasure rolled down his firey cheeks.
he wa so close.
so close.
s-so close.!
“a-ah..! i’m! ahh! (Y-Y/N) I-’m g-gonna..! ahhah! nngh! o-oh s-so g..goOD! ahh! Ahh~!”
you couldnt help but smile against him, squeezing and twisting your hand up his shaft fast as if to signal he could cum.
and he immedietly did, back arching to the point it looked uncomfortable, ass pressing against your fave, tongue shoving deeper into his hole as his hips stilled, thick, pearly white cum shooting out his flushed cock and staining the blue blanket beneath he previously rested upon white. even as his body slumped against the couch, your tongue continued to lap at his abused hole, hands holding his wiggling hips in place as he whined.
one final kiss and you pulled away, giving your boyfriend the chance to lay his body properly down onto the couch.
Licking your lips clear of the addicting strawberry flavoring, you stared down at his blissed out face, a small smile upon his lips.
“W-Welcome.. home..” he breathed out.
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Make up or Break up
Summary: Ransom can't seem to settle down for you and your over the back and forth so you try to leave but he wont let you get away so easy. Is this the end or the beginning? Warning: Angst, Swearing, Aurguing, Smut Ransom being a bit of a Hoe teehee. Again not very well edited. Hope you enjoy xx ------------------------ "Hugh Ransom Fucking Drysdale, are you insane?!" You shouted as he took a swig of his beer. Rolling his eyes he pulled off his coat and scarf throwing it over a chair. "I leave for two fucking days and you your mates throw a party for a bunch of cheaps whores. No doubt you fucked one of them! Jesus christ! Is this what I get for putting up with your shit?" Your hands ran through you hair, pulling as you paced back and forth. "Do you ever think?" You questioned and he moved to the living room. You followed him only to watch him plop himself down unceremonisously on the sofa turning on the T.V, trying to drown your voice out. "Can you stop nagging for once? Just fucking chill" He asked sarcastically giving you that look. "You know what. Fuck. You. Just. Fuck you." You breathed out before storming up the stairs towards you shared bedroom. He rolled his eyes until he heard the loud sob and the sound of things being thrown to the ground. His eyes widened as he jumped off the couch running up the stairs to catch you hastily and aggresively throwing your clothes into the suit case you had soon to unpack. Coat hangers and shoes laid all over the ground. "Wha-What are you doing." He started to pick up random items thrown carelessly on the ground. He threw them towards the closet. You sniffed and wiped your nose with the back of your nose and sobs racked your body. "I cant do this anymore Ransom. Your a self-absorbed son of a bitch who doesnt deserve all the shit I've done for you! I can't be with you anymore." You sobbed as you turned back to your clothes in the closet, you pulled them off the hangers, refusing to look at the man standing frozen in the door way. "No, no, no, no, no. You can't leave! What the fuck?!" Finally snapping out of his daze he rushed over to where you were and started pulling your clothes from the case throwing them on the bed beside him. "Stop." You spoke darkly picking up the newly discarded clothes and shiving them rouchly back in. You falt as if you were going in a circle. When you put something back in he pulled it out again. "Ransom, your being childish." Your voice shook as you paused with your hands inside the case so he wouldnt pull and more out. "I'm being childish? Whos the one threating to run off?" He asked incrediously. Scoffing, you continued to shove your shoes in. Zipping it up you moved over your vanity packing you make up into a bag. "Fuck, baby. I'm sorry. I didnt mean that. But jesus fuck you can't leave me! You mine!" He slammed his fist on the wood next to you. Stopping for a moment you let out a shaky breathe before continuing. "I'm no ones fucking property Ransom. And im certainly not yours. I cant keep living with you knowing you'll never truly be satisfied with me, or anything in your life. God your so selfish. I can;t live knowing everytime i leave your probably out with some skinny, model looking bitch!" You screamed, all the frustration that hasd built up in the last 15 minutes pouring out of you. "Why can't you trust me!?" He yelled back. You scoffed and smiled bitterly. "Give me one good fucking reason to! Every time i leave you alone, i see pictures of you with your arm around some bitches shoulders. Videos of you stumbling from strip clubs. Jesus christ Ransom, GIVE ME ONE GOOD FUCKING REASON TO TRUST YOU!" You sobbed as you picked up a picture fram of you and him at your cousins wedding a while back. Without thinking you piffed it at him, luckily in your tear stained vision your aim was thrown off and it flew straight over his head. "Look if you would just list-" He tried to reason. "NO. I'm sick of your lies and excuses. I'm done listening to your bullshit Ransom. Get it. Done!" You cried before moving back to the suitcase shoving your make up bag into it and pulling it off the bed. "hey. No, your not leaving me. are you listening to me?" Soon enough he ripped the handle from your grasp, grabbing ahold of your wrist and pushed you up against the wall. His now red eyes stared back at you, into your bloodshot and mascara smudged one. You tried yo look away but one strong hand attatched itself to your jaw and made you look him in the eyes. "You can't leave me! Okay?!" His voice softened as his eyes searched yours. "Please. I need you." You rolled your eyes and jerked your face away from his hand. "No you don't. You can have any whore you want, you. Dont. Need. Me. Just like i don't need you." Your words came out harsh and aggresive. You watched as he flinched slightly at your words, but quickly snapped himself out of it as he ducked his head towards you neck, placing light, open mouthed kisses along it. "Let me show you how much i need you, please." You rolled your eyes but let yourself give in. A little make up/ break up sex wouldn't hurt. As much as you didn't want to you let yourself induldge in what could possibly be your last night of pleasure with Ransom. Your lips parted as he started to suck marks into you collarbone. Yanking yourself from his grip you pushed him back towards the bed. "You better make it up to me good, or i so help me god." You growled as you crawled onto the bed to straddle him. His hands quickly flew to your waist and pulled you down towards him to press his lips roughly agaisnt yours. His hands roamed your body affectionately. "You know i will baby. I'll fuck you so good you'll never wanna leave."  he growled as he flipped your bodies over, his brooding frame now towering over your significantly smaller one. His lips attatched themselves the supple flesh of your neck, he sucked  and licked trying to create marks. You let out a breathy moan and the feeling. Your hands slithered there way up his clothed back into his hair, your finger wrapping around the gelled back tufts. His hands made their way under your shirt lifting it over your head before placing soft kisses on your now exposed skin. As his lips decended towards your covered breasts his hands pulled the cups down so the fleshy globes spilled out. His lips immediately connected to them as he licked and sucked your hard nipples. His hands trailed behind you hastily undoing your bra clip and pulling roughly from your body only to continue to suckle on your nipples like a starving child. You hands soon found their way up his sweater and onto his tan skin. Your nails trailed their way up the expanse of his sloly pulled his shirt up as a signal for him to take it off. He quickly ripped it off so you could go back to raking your manicured nails down the toned skin of his back. His kisses their way down your body until he reached your jeans. Fumbling with them his yanked them down your legs your underwear going with them. An almost animalistic growl escaped his mouth as he gazed at your wet center. "God baby, so wet for me." He swiped a finger through the wetness bringing it to his lips sucking the wetness off. He then clamped his lips around your clit roughly sucking all while keeping his eyes on yours. You threw your head back in pleasure, moans and groans spilled past your lips until a large hand reached up and gripped your chin forcing you to look down at him.   "Keep your eyes on me baby." HE whispered before immediately going back to work. His tongue lashed and licked expertly through your slit, the hand that was cupping your jaw came down to rub rough circles on your clit. The stubborn side of you so badly wanted to conceal your moans to not give him that satisfaction but he was just so damn good. "Gonna cum for me babe? Huh? Cmon, cum all in my mouth for me." His husky voice fanned across your lower lips, cauing you to shiver. Chuckling, he thrust his long tongue into your entrance, causing you to grip his hair roughly.  You hips lifted off the bed and you ground them hastily into his face. "Your such an asshole." You breathed out as your first orgasm of what you knew would be many tonight. He continued to lick you through the after shocks, his lips wrapped around the little nub lightly as you chest heaved up and down. You flopped down letting out a loud breath. Before you knew it Ransom's broad figure loomed over your own, his lips swallowed up your gasps and heavy breaths. "Not even gonna make you suck me off, baby." He smiled as he nosed up your jaw a smile . You hadnt realised that he had taken his pants off until you felt his hard length press into your thigh. His lips ghosted up you neck as his fingers rubbed along your slit and caressed you lightly. "Oh, how thoughtful of you." You rolled your eyes as he growled. "Flip that sexy ass over baby." You smirked as you did what he said and got on your knees, your chest pressed into the soft covers, your ass in the air. He hummed running his hands over the soft, plump flesh of what he liked to call 'his' ass. "You want my cock, baby?" His voice, if possible, dropped an octave. A hum was your only response as your hips swayed back and forth hopefully enticing him to finally fuck you. He teasingly rubbed his tip through your slit and against your clit before finally pushing all the way in. You both let out a loud groans as he bottomed out in your pussy. He smiled malicously, before pulling almost all the way out.  He quickly rammed himself back in before continuously thrusing in and out at an anamalistic pace. Letting out a loud 'Oh fuck!' you burried your face into the duvet as he rocked your bodies back forth roughtly. "You like the way I fuck you baby? Huh? Ain't anybody ever gonna fuck you as good as me." He growled as his thrust got harder and somehow faster. You moaned and his hands gripped your waist in a vice like grip, one hand coming down on the soft pillows of your ass. "God babygirl. You won't leave me. Won't leave me coz this dick way too good isn't it baby. Just like your pussy so tight, i'll never need another. You know that baby, don't you." Your pussy contricted around his dick, making him moan loudly. Pulling out, he flipped you over, shoving himself savagely into you once more before throwing your legs over his shoulders. Up on his knees he peered down at your fucked out state, pressing light kisses to you calf soothing you before he quickly resumed fucking you with reckless abandon. Moans and groans bounced off the walls. The sound of your skin slapping echoed through the room, making it all the more erotic.   "Jesus, fuck Ransom!" You screamed as your second orgasm took over your body. You cried out as you body shook from the coil inside you snapping. You flopped back as his thrusts got faster and sloppier as he chased his own high hips snapping into yours. "Gonna cum in this pussy baby."  He snarled he pounded harder into you. You could feel the pain beginning to set in. He moved his hand back down towards your core and rubbed hasty circles onto your clit. Your third orgasm hit you like a truck, triggering his own as he spilled his load into you, cock twitching inside of you. He let out a loud grunt pressing his hips into yours. "Damn, babe." You rolled yourself off the bed making your way to the bathroom once he had let your legs go and flopped down next you. He had a habit of closing his eyes to bask in the aftermath of the mind-blowing sexy you often had. So with out him noticing you picked up your clothes and closed the door. Quickly cleaning yourself up and changing you walked back into the room, grabbing the suitcase, and your phone before making you way towards the door.   Obviously realising you were gone he sat up only to catch you dressed and gathering your things. "Wha- What are you doing?" He stumbled over his words and his feet trying to find his pants as he watched you open the door, suitcase in hand. "I need some time away. You need to get your shit together and figure out in you actually want this, or if you just wanna be a rich, trustfund, playboy for the rest of your life. Let me know when you figure your it out." Your voice cracked slightly as you walked out the door. You heard him rush up and stumble over himself. His voice faded into the distance as you sped up your pace to get to the door before he caught up. Snatching up your keys your yanked open the door and rushing out, the tears threatning to spill. You all but ran down to your car throwing the case in the boot and jumping in, starting up the car and driving down the road. As you drove away you watched Ransom in the rearview mirror. He gripped his hair as he watched you drive away clad only in boxers and unbuckled kahkis. You were surpised he didn't jump in his fancy sports car and chase after you. Tears started to cloud your vision casing you to have to pull over. Your hands gripped the steering wheel, you knuckles turning white as you sobbed to yourself, all while back at the house, there was already a hole in the wall and a bottle of scotch sitting on the table. You sped the rest of the way to your mums house who spent the night consoling you and wiping your tears, before you fell asleep in her bed. One thought plauged your thoughs the entire night, awake and sleeping. Was this really the end? THE END 2nd part linked here  ❤️❤️❤️
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niccegirl01 · 3 years
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Dream x reader smut
Warnings: Cowgirl pose, some swears, smut. Enjoy people!
"Dream!" You yell, running up the stairs. "Sup?" He yelled back. "I *puff* need your *puff* help." You state in between breaths, running into the doorway of your shared bedroom. "Watcha need help with?" "I need you to open the pickle jar.🙂" "you need your knight in shining armor to help you?" He smirked, turning away from his monitor. "On second thought i dont need your cocky ass to help me at all" you say, turning to walk out of the room. "Ack, wait i didnt mean it!" He laughed, jumping up from his chair to grab the girls waist, attempting to refrain her from leaving him. "Just give me the damn jar, dumbass." He chuckled. "No, your princess is pissed at you right now." the girl jokingly huffed. "If the princess doesnt give in, she'll be crying for an entirely different reason in a few minutes..." he darkly chuckled in her ear. "NUH UH! NOT TODAY SATAN!!" She shouted, trying to escape the boy's grasp around her waist. "Too late" he stated, licking the shell of your ear. "You know the drill, babygirl." He told you, turning you around to face him. Only nodding in response, she sunk down to her knees, fumbling with her boyfriends belt. Successfully unbuttoning his jeans she could see tent in his boxers only growing bigger by the second. "already?" She teased looking up. "J-just get on w-with it" the 21 year old hissed. Starting by rubbing his shaft, she grabbed the base to get a better hold on him. "Stop teasing" he barked, holding back a moan. Starting at the head, the small girl sucked the pre-cum that oozed out, while licking his slit. Deciding to get on with it, y/n deep-throated him as much as she could, rubbing the rest, leaving no where un-touched. He grabbed her hair, forming it into a ponytail, forcefully bobbing your head deeper rhan you could handle. Tears brimming at your eyes, you desperately tried pulling away, but he wouldn't have it. "I told you that you would cry, babygirl." he states nonchalantly. " now strip" Starting with your cropped hoodie, she pulled it off in a rush, hoping just to get fucked already. After she threw her hoodie onto the ground, dream ripped her t-shirt off, rushing to undo her bra. Motioning to remove your fishnet stockings and underwear, he told you to leave them on this time. "What position this time clay?" She feebly asked, almost scared. "How about cowgirl?" 'Shit, he's gonna be deep' the girl thought. "What? Scared i'll be inside you so much you'll be able to feel me through your stomach?" He smirked. "Just c'mon already clay" you huffed. As he got in position y/n was lost in thought about what she was gonna feel. Pain? Pleasure? All of the above? 'Guess i'll find out in a second' as if on cue, he told y/n to get on top of him. As she straddled his thighs, he grabbed her hips, sinking the girl onto his cock. "GASP! CLAY! Your so deep!!" The woman practically shouted in pleasure. "Fuck, you feel amazing y/n~" the boy under her groaned. Shifting so one hand was on his chest and the other was on the bed between his legs, the girl rode him while both of them moaned loudly. " y/n, im close" clay grunted, coming extremly close to his high. "S-same here" the girl responded, coming in and out of sub-space. "AAHH~" they both moaned, coming at the same time. Pulling out, the girl flopped next to her boyfriend for her usual aftercare cuddles. "You were deep..." y/n muttered while clay engulfed her in a hug. "I know baby, i know."
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brelione · 4 years
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Intervene (Barry X Reader)
Request:could you write a fic where Rafe is hitting on you at a party, but doesn't realize your Barry's girl? Rafe does something gross/awful and you take offense. Barry just stands back and watches you handle the situation, only stepping in before you go too far.
TW:Harrassment,sexual innuendos.
Being Barry’s girl meant helping him out at parties.Carrying a pistol,weed and coke for when shit started happening.It was one of those huge ass kook parties with loud music and plenty of stupid teenagers that were looking to buy.
Barry never forced you to leave the trailer, letting you do whatever you wanted most of the time as long as he knew where you were and that you were safe and had your phone on you just in case things went south and broke out into a fight.
He always made sure you were armed, didnt matter where you were going or who you would be with.He always had you carry a gun or a knife.He cared a lot for you, you were probably the one person on the island that he actually gave a shit about.
He remembered meeting you and immediately having an attraction to you, not just to your appearance but your overall aura and the way you spoke.He had listened to every word, the way you began to stutter when you were nervous.
He knew how you would act at parties, secretly watching you like some stalker.He admired the way that you’d take their keys, hiding them and writing a note on their leg for when they were sober enough to see properly.
You’d stay with the younger folks that were doing hard drugs to make sure that they wouldnt overdose or accidentally hurt themselves.He couldnt understand how you had the space in your mind to care about these random clients and he couldnt understand why he cared about you either.
It made him smile when you brought the money back to him, listening to the rules that he had given you and bringing back just as much as you should have.
Most of his workers would take some of the money from themselves or spend a fraction on something but you never did, not until he told you that you could when he found out that you lived in a shed with a shitty mattress on the floor with a battery powered lantern.
He would invite you over so you could sleep in a real bed and then at some point you had moved in with him.He didnt even know how he ended up falling for you and kissing you good night, hugging you from behind and pulling you to sit in his lap while he played a card game with a client.
He had noticed little things about you, how you were ready to fight anyone that dared to talk back to him.You were the only one allowed to do that and for anyone else to do that was a direct attack on both you and Barry.
Tonight Rafe had a good amount of shit on him,looking for people that were stupid enough.He had seen you at Barry’s plenty of times, never understanding where you were or why you were there.
Barry had gone to get alcohol,letting you roam free.He liked to watch you in your natural habitat,easily getting the crowds to split so you could get through.He sipped a beer,keeping an eye on you,chuckling when he noticed Rafe approach you.
He knew how much you hated the tall boy and how annoying Rafe was.He was excited to see how things would play out, a smirk on his face, taking a quick shot of fireball before turning to watch again.
“Hey beautiful.”Rafe smirked,refusing to move out of your way.You rolled your eyes,going to move around him only for him to grab your arm,squeezing your wrist. “Dont try to ignore me.”He whispered,his eyes moving down to places that they shouldnt be.You knew that you could easily destroy him, not feeling worried because you had the upper hand.Rafe just didnt know it yet.
You sighed,attempting to move past him again. “What?You think you’re too good to have a conversation with me?Dont be like that.”He chuckled,pretty much undressing you with his eyes.It was absolutely disgusting. “Im a fucking pogue,you’re not my type.”You hoped that would work.
You knew how much he despised the residents of The Cut.He shrugged, not really caring. “Doesnt matter,you’re hot.”He replied,biting down on his bottom lip. “Get the fuck out of my way.”You repeated, not backing down.
His smirk turned into nothing but emotionless,staring down at you and gripping your waist tight to hold you in place.You knew him as Rafe Cameron or ‘Country Club’.You had heard his name thrown around, mainly from Barry and the kids that Rafe terrorized.You couldnt even imagine being so pathetic that you started to beat up 16 year olds that were just living their lives.
He was a coke addict,an asshole and an all around terrible guy.He would stare at you whenever he saw you in Barry’s place,whether it be on the bed or in the main room with a blunt in between your fingers.His eyes would go wide when they fell on your practically bare chest,his face flushing and looking away quickly.It was annoying as all hell.
 “Do you know who the fuck I am?”He asked,fingernails digging into your skin. “Yeah?You think youre cool shit?Nobody gives a fuck who you are.”You snarled at him,scratching up both his wrists with your nails,creating red bloody lines.He stared down in horror. 
“You fucking bitch-I should punish you.”He grabbed at both your wrists,seeming like he was trying to throw you to the ground but not succeeding.He smiled a bit,licking his lips. “Can you imagine if I fucked you?You’re gonna look at me and tell me youre not interested?”He asked, looking you up and down.Managing to get one of your arms free,grabbing your pistol and holding the cold metal against Rafe’s chest.
Barry sighed,finishing his beer,deciding to intervene before you pulled the trigger.If it were anyone else he probably would’ve let you shoot but because it was Rafe he would lose half of his business if the son of a bitch was dead.Rafe watched,eyebrows furrowed as Barry came up behind you,his arms locking around your waist,whispering in your ear. 
“You wanna shoot him, baby?Go ahead and do it.Or you can let me punish the bitch, your choice.”He kissed your temple,smirking when you let out a sigh and dragged the cold metal down Rafe’s chest and put the pistol back in its place.
 “What did I tell you about messing with my shit?”Barry asked, squeezing your waist with a grin on his face as Rafe’s eyes widened, gulping. “Huh?You’re not gonna answer me?”Barry was holding you by his side,a smirk on his face. “I-I dont...you said not to mess with anything.”Rafe mumbled,staring at your gun nervously.
Barry nodded,squeezing your waist. “Yeah,that includes my girl.”Barry glanced over at you, Rafe’s heart dropping into his stomach.He didnt know that you were Barry’s.He had seen you around the trailer plenty of times,even seeing you on Barry’s bed in just your bra and underwear but he had assumed you were just the drug dealer’s fuck buddy. 
“I-I didnt know...im sorry.”Rafe mumbled, not quite satisfying you. “Why are you apologizing to me?Im not the one you tried to fuck, what?You dont got any respect for my girl? Fuckin misogynist ass.”Barry glared,thinking about a million ways he could absolutely pulverize the kook in front of him.
You chuckled,your arm around Barry. “Yeah, rich bitch.You want me to fucking shoot you in that ugly face of yours?I think your brain would look pretty great splattered across the ceiling.What do you think,Bear?”You asked your boyfriend,noticing the way his eyes were twinkling at the way you were being so assertive.
 “I think it’d look great,some color in this fuckin prison lookin place.”Barry agreed,looking up at the bare ceiling. “No-no,please!Dont kill me-im sorry.Im sorry, I didnt realize.”Rafe stuttered,making you laugh.
 “What?You’re only sorry because you know that im Barry’s bitch?What if I wasnt?”You asked,rolling your fingertip over the trigger of the gun.Rafe licked his lips,not knowing where to look or what to do. 
“I just...I didnt mean it like that.”He muttered, quite literally about to shit his pants. “You didnt mean what?Didnt mean to what?To bruise me or say rude shit to me?Which is it?”You asked,watching Barry’s jaw clench.
You hummed when he didnt answer, lifting up your leg and kicking him hard in the crotch.The boy collapsed,gasping for air.You pulled Barry’s arm off you,kneeling down and grabbing Rafe by his hair,pulling his head up before slamming his face onto the tile and sending his teeth through his bottom lip.
You smiled,giggling as you grabbed Barry’s hand. “Alright, lets go home.”You smiled up at your boyfriend,kissing him gently before leading him out of the large house.Rafe’s friends were rushing towards him and trying to figure out what happened.
You couldnt care less, Rafe Cameron’s friends were a ton of pussies that wouldnt dare to mess with someone that had a gun.Barry twirled you around, chuckling as you got into the car, his hand on your thigh as he drove. “He was scared shitless, baby.Its cute when you’re all defensive.”He grinned,pulling in behind the trailer.
 “Shut up.”You answered,going inside and getting on the bed,emptying your pockets of drugs,laying down properly.He came in a few moments later,stripping into just his boxers and his tanktop,climbing into the bed next to you, pulling one of the many blankets over the both of you with a sigh. “You shouldve shot him.”He grumbled. “Yeah, maybe next time.”You kissed his forehead.
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bnhaficsforthesoul · 4 years
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May I request thigh riding headcannon or scenarios with midoriya, bakugou, and todoroki? I would really appreciate it 💗 thank you 🥺
Hh yes!
Warning: nsfw, they're all 18
Midoriya
Baby is tired, been training all day and wants a break
But then your horny ass busts into his room and you're ready to be fucked senseless only - hes half passed out on the bed
You walk over to him, staring down at him as he mumbles out a 'what's up'
You feel bad now, not wanting to bother him, but god you're so horny
So you sigh, and take off your bottoms before plopping yourself down on his thigh
Hes awake now hoo boy wow your pretty body grinding on his thigh
You think hes just gonna lay there and ogle at you but nope, pervy Izuku comes out and he sits up, grabs your hips and pushes his thigh harder into your sex
He smirks and nips at your collar bone as he pushes you into an orgasm
"If you needed me all you had to do was ask, bub"
Once you cum, hell flip you over and hover over you
Its gonna be a long night
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Bakugou
Hes so annoying, you were straddling him on his bed, half naked and making out
You can feel him hard under you, and you start pulling on his boxers so that you can get to the good part
But then hes like "I want you to ride me"
And you're like "okay? I was going to?"
And hes like "no, ride my thigh" and hes patting it
He grabs your ass and places you over his thigh, and starts moving you along it since you're still being stubborn
But- it feels really good, grinding against his sweaty tense thigh
Hes gonna smack your ass all through it, and hes bouncing his thigh to make your eyes roll back
Then you cum all over his leg, and he scoops some of it into his fingers before shoving them in your mouth
"Such a good slut, and for me? Guess I'll give you a reward now."
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Todoroki
So hes a kinky dude, and a curious one at that, so he stumbled upon thigh riding one night and was like shit that's hot
He brought it up, and you said you would try it, but you didnt say when
So ya dudes just watching tv when you barge in, strip off your pants (leaving your underwear on), and plop down onto his thigh
He can barely get out a hello before you're grabbing onto his shoulders and grinding desperately against his jeans
But immediately he gets so happy, "ah, this is better than I imagined. Does it feel good, love?"
He takes your pleasured moans as a yes, and he pulls of your shirt too to kiss all over your neck and chest
Hes gonna move his hand to your sex to help you get off, he thinks you look so pretty like this
Hell hold your waist with his other hand and help you glide against his now tensed thigh
He tests a few bounces, and when you tell him to keep doing it he does it until you cum
Hes gonna want you to do it a few more times, honestly he loves it so much
Might even record you doing it too
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priyankaraa · 4 years
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Is that my daughter//P.P
Summary:Tony finds nudes of you on Peter's phone.
A/N:How I came up with this idea is a long story. I have some really crazy guy friends.🖤🖤🖤
Pairing:Peter Parker × Stark! Reader
Warnings: Nudity,Mentions of sex,
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Friday afternoons were the best. After a long busy week all you wanted to do was relax and do shit. Honestly speaking, your father didn't let you do much considering your saftey, after all you were Tony Starks daughter and not everyone liked him or you. But you didnt mind him being overprotective. He still let you go out as long as you were with Peter, your best friend and the only guy that Tony trusts to send you out with. Ofcourse Tony figured out about the crush you'll have on each other but you'll were too shy to admit it,and he knew this.
But this Friday afternoon went a little different. You watched some TV,ate some popcorn and chatted to your friend on snapchat. Took a few nudes and stared out of your window hoping that your webbed head best friend would stop by. He was taking longer than usual so you stripped yourself again and stood in front of your mirror ready to take a few selfies.
You pulled the front of your thong down revealing a little pussy.
Snap.
You removed your bra and cupped your boobs.
Snap.
You got on your knees with one hand in your panties.
Snap.
You felt the gaze of someone watching you but didn't look up until you heard footsteps. Looking up your saw spiderman. You knew that under the mask he had a shocked expression on his face. He just caught his best friend taking nudes.You immediately woke up from your position putting a long shirt on,that was Peter's by the way. You had a habit of stealing his clothes,it just felt so comfortable.
"What the fuck,Peter? Have you ever heard of knocking." You screamed. You were slightly embarrassed and angry. It felt like Peter was invading your privacy.
"I didn't mean too. I swear. It's just that your window was open and I assumed that you left it for me so I came in and how was I supposed to know what you were doing." Peter's voice trembling. And you definitely noticed the bulge under Peter's suit. I mean the thing is tight and his member was pretty long and really hard, so it was kinda hard to miss. But you couldn't help but feel proud knowing that you might be responsible for it.
"I'm sorry that you had to walk in on that but you can't deny that you didn't enjoy it. "You said with a smirk as you pointed to his boner. Peter suddenly turned a dark shade of red as his hands went instinctively to cover his lower half. The poor boy was embarrassed enough.
"I'm glad you enjoyed it." You pulled out your phone and sent Peter a few pics of you. "A little something for you to remember this day. Now why dont you go home,look at those pics and sort that little horny ass of yours out." You said literally pushing him out the window and shutting it,sighing once you've realised what you have done. You were dumb but not send your best friend nudes dumb.
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You felt like shit. Peter hadnt spoken to you the whole of Saturday and you started to worry when he saw you, turned red and ran away. That's when you really started to regret your actions. You were getting lonely without him. You spent Saturday nights eating ice cream with him while sitting on the kitchen counter listening to music. All you wanted was your best friend back.
That night you messaged him to meet you in your room. You tried to dress as decent as you could, so leggings and a long shirt was needed. You sat on your bed nervously playing with your fingers, as you waited for him. You took in a deep breath as you heard a knock on your door and figured that it could only be Peter.
"Its open." Peter let himself in and walked over to you saying hi.
"Listen,Pete. I just wanted to apologise for the yesterday. I dont know what..." You were cut off by Peter's lips on your. Confusion all over your face.
"Don't apologise. But you can make it up to me by getting naked and letting me take a few." He said with a smirk. You listened to him and undressed to your underwear. Peter took a few minutes to admire you before taking out his phone and accessing the camera app.
"Take out your bra and lay on the bed." You did as he said. He took a photo with your face and boobs clearly visible.
"On your knees and squeeze your boobs."
Snap.
"Take off your panty and fuck yourself."
Snap.
"Lie down with yours legs spread."
Snap.
That night was amazing. Peter got really horny and fucked you. He even took a few photos of you sucking his dick and it in you. He felt proud the next morning knowing how many times he made you cum.
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Weeks had passed, you and Peter started dating and you still sent him nudes and he sent a few to you. You'll didn't have sex after that day, but you'll did masturbate to the photos of each other.
Peter always helped your dad in the lab. Tony loved having Peter around, in his eyes Peter was a gentle men. He didn't know any of the shitt that you two were doing. How would he react to his daughter sending Peter nudes especially after he fucked her senseless.
Peter sat at the table unaware that Tony was right behind him. He looked through his phone, at photos of you. At first they were sweet and innocent and it made Tony smile until he saw too much skin.
"Is that my daughter." Peter's eyes grew wide in fear. He fucked up. Tony took his phone and continued to look at the rest of the pics. "Tell me why you have these pics of Y/N."
"Because we are dating and sending each other nudes." Peter couldn't lie to Tony. He was like a father to him and yes,he did feel uncomfortable.
"You're dating and you couldn't even tell me. You fucking her and you didnt say a word. These pics are gross." He said handing Peter his phone back. "I'm gonna pretend like I didnt just see that and you'll just started dating and this is you telling me about it." He walked away.
Peter was relieved that Tony knew but how were you going to react to this news. But he had to tell you.
"Hey Y/N,can we talk." You wrapped your arms around his neck placing a soft kiss on his jaw. Peter gulped trying hard not to fuck you right now.
"What is it Pete?" You said looking him in his eyes,your face was inches away and he just wanted to close the gap.
"You dad knows that we are dating and about the nudes." Peter spoke fast but you understood him. You just nuzzled your head into the crook of his neck.
"I know my dad already gave me a lecture about it. I'm glad that he knows at least now we don't have to sneak around to hang out." You said against his neck.
Peter cupped your cheeks and pulled you in for the most free and passionate kiss ever.
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fiftyshadesgrl · 5 years
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Wrecked part 8
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Daryls eyes locked with mine and i felt fear like i never have before. "Negan, what is he doing here?" I said sounding out of breath, negan walked over to me and pointed his bat at daryl.
"He is here, to prove a point." Negan smiled at me and i shook my head. Daryl finally found his feet a few minutes later, his eyes never leaving mine. Daryl took a step in my direction but was quickly knocked back to his knees by the handle of negans bat. "Dont you fuckin do that again. You stay the fuck away from my wife."
"Negan." I said louder than i meant to which caught him off guard. His head turned towards me, "can we talk, in private?"
His smiled widened as he straightend his stance. "Now thats what im fuckin talkin about." I rolled my eyes as he motioned for me to walk in front of him.
I turned towards the sanctuary but i turned back towards daryl. "Im so sorry daryl." Negan grabbed me by my arm roughly and led me inside. "Ow! Negan youre hurting my arm." He didnt say a word until we made it to a room like a living room.
He opened the door and shoved me inside, i turned and flinched when he slammed it behind him. "What the fuck was that!? Im so sorry daryl? What the fuckin hell was that about?"
His fury caught me off guard but i held my ground, "i could ask you the same thing. Why is he here?"
"I already told you, plus i dont have to explain a fuckin thing to you. Have you forgotten whos in charge?" Negans rage wouldve made any man wither in front of him, but not me.
I crossed my arms over my chest, "i know damn well whos in charge. Do you have any idea what kind of war you brought on all of us?"
He laughed and twirled lucielle around, "this world is nothing but war."
"But none of us asked for this. Theres women and children here, plus lots of men who follow you blindly. Dont let your ego get us all killed." I sat down on the couch as he poured himself some whiskey from a bottle on the table in the corner of the room.
"Ego? This dont have a fuckin thing to do with ego. This is about showing rick who the fuck he fucked with. If that means a war then by god thats what it will come to." Negan sat in the other couch across from me and sipped his drink. "You knew what you signed up for here. You said youd follow me anywhere. Always have my back. Have you changed your mind?"
My eyes widened at his question because whether he waanted me to hear it or not, i heard the pain behind it. "Negan, what im saying is you bashed two guys heads in to teach rick a lesson. You dont need daryl."
He snickered, "oh sweetheart i have plans for him."
"Please negan just let him go, call a truce with rick." I stood from where i was sitting but he just sat still for a moment. He placed his drink on the side table and then leaned forward.
"Maybe youre right. Maybe i should let daryl go, go over to alexandria and deliver him to the front door myself. Kiss ricks ass, let him think he scares me."
"I didnt say that." I whispered.
He shook his head, "i aint pussy footin around no damn body. I will do whatever it takes to make sure my people survive." I sighed, i knew negan was not budging on this so i guess i would have to take matters into my own hands.
"I am too, the longer daryl stays here the more danger your people will be in. If you wont do something i will." I knew i was pushing it but negan knew i saw myself as his equal, i will not cower in front of him.
"You are not gonna do a god damn thing. You go near daryl, or leave this sanctuary and youll fuckin regret it." Negan growled standing in front of me, i caught a glimpse of his hand tightening around the handle of the bat.
I looked up into his eyes and smiled, "what are you gonna do? Bash my brains in?" I saw the muscle in his jaw twitch as i stepped closer. "Go ahead. Do it. Im giving you a free shot." I whispered against his lips.
His breath becoming heavy, i could also feel myself becoming aroused by our little spat. "God damn it." He growled as he dropped the bat and it bounced against the wooden floor. His arms wrapped around me as his lips crushed mine.
He lifted me and threw me on the couch, i landed with a huff but he was right there on top of me before i could blink. As his mouth covered mine he began stripping off my boots and socks, he then kicked his off and leaned down to pull his socks off. Our lips parted for a moment as he jerked his jacket off and threw it on the floor as well as his white t shirt. I did the same with my shirt and bra. His hands worked my button and zipper on my pants and had them plus my underwear pulled down in a second.
Negans lips found mine yet again as we both worked to get his belt undone. He finally got and pushed his pants down just enough for him to spring free. He wasted no time, he shoved his dick straight into me in a hard thrust.
"Fuck!" I screamed as i felt myself already going higher towards my orgasm. He pounded into me relentlessly, i dug my fingernails into his shoulder blades no doubt leaving marks.
His mouth was on my neck biting and sucking, "whos in fuckin charge baby?" He asked as he pounded into me. I couldnt say a word just incoharrent words. "Fuckin tell me now!"
One of my hands grabbed a fist full of his hair and yanked hard, "you are." He growled in response as he jerked my hands away from him and pinned them above my head, his grip so tight that ill have bruises.
"Thats fuckin right. Now, im going to fuckin fuck you so damn hard you wont be able to leave our bed for a week."
"Prove it." I whispered as i lifted my hips up towards him.
He started pounding into me hard then, almost to the point of being painful but i loved it. My legs stretched out to the sides as the began to shake. "God fuckin damn it!" Negan yelled as i felt myself start to cum, he kept going even after my first orgasm came and gone. I felt another one just around the corner.
His cock hitting my g spot and i felt it, my eyes rolling in the back of my head, my body convulsing underneath him. This orgasm was stronger than the last, i began to squirt and i caught him smirking. "Thats right baby, give me every fuckin drop. Dont you stop cumming until i get done."
I didnt, he kept pounding i kept squirting. I felt like my heart was about to explode inside my chest and i was very close to using our safe word. Suddenly he pushed into me twice more and i could feel his cum fill me to the brim.
I lay lifeless on the couch trying to catch my breath negan plops down at my feet. He lays his head back on the couch breathing heavy, wiping the sweat from his face. "Holy fuckin shit, now that was some good angry sex." He said and i couldnt help but chuckle. I felt him crawl his way back up my body, i opened my eyes just as he reached my eye level. "Im going to piss you off more often baby." His lips press against mine softly, i feel his fingers running through my sweat drenched hair and thats all it took. I was out like a light.
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Okay so the video had some shit that I could potentially understand from an outsider's point of view but hell this is just plain stupid. The Harry situation was clearly a joke. Yeah I guess how he said it might have stung and made people question his thought but he was clearly joking. (1/?) (This is about that video with the hateful remarks of Liam, I thought maybe I should rant about it. Pay in mind it was late and I already had a crap mood so I'm pretty not okay during this rant)
The girlfriend situation, don't even start with it. Yeah she's 18, that girl ain't 19 and even if she was, internet really did her wrong by finding ways to show she aint. That situation fucked up Liam even more and idc if he loves her or whatever but it clearly didnt do him justice and I wish they never made it public, even if it's a stunt or a "real" couple. Like that made people hate him more. (2/?)
The merch is people's choice. I hate the hoodie but I like the t-shirt. He has the rights to sell whatever he wants. His album might be expensive online but its cheap af in stores. It costs 15$ cad here which is nothing compared to the others's album (Louis doesn't count). (3/?)
Mr. Boring" was given by hateful people because he looks like that jock guy that wants to fuck you and leave you like a rag but we dont even know him. Nobody knows any of the boys so this is just a wrong thing. This could be his persona or the real him but what does that do you? Y'all really love to make him look bad with any ounce of being you have. This boy is much more than Mr. Boring but all of you fuck him up constantly so of course he comes of different. (4/?)
I wouldn't blame him, if people always told me I was the worst or boring, you will try not to be or shut everyone out. Cringeworthy lyrics? OH GOD YES! But some of his tracks on Lp1 aren't as much. Stack it Up sucked balls and I wish its death because it was horrible. Strip that down is that generic song you find in clubs which is fine. All his songs lack something for sure but they are still very good. (5/?)
Lyrics wise he said he didnt have inspiration to write which honestly I don't blame him, maybe he ain't a wordy person to open up and ask people to write shit for him and I dont blame him. He gave what he could and I'm proud of him. Yeah some lyrics are problematic af and I wish they worded it better or made it look less crappy but what can we do? (6/?)
A lot of artists write like that but no! LIAM JAMES PAYNE has to be hated on it as if he is the only one who does those kind of lyrics. Some artists have the same intentions but some aren't as straightforward but still, it's all the same. Plus, Rude Hours and Both Ways are like 2 songs and he gets dragged on repeat for it when there are good songs on the album. (7/?)
I hate his team for making 3 different albums with the target one with 2 bonus and the Japanese one with 3 extra bonuses and that sucks. His features should've been out of the album and have those 5 beautiful bonus songs in instead. The Christmas one should have been off the album. Stack it up was a failure from the start. (8/?)
I just wish people would stop hating on him and always drag him down. He is much more but I see what those people see because Liam ain't himself and he didnt give his 100% but he seems okay enough to have this album out and seems pretty proud so just give him some rest. This album ain't as bad people make it to be. People hate those 2 problematic songs and wont even listen to the other songs. (9/?)
And not everyone has the same music taste. I like "sexual" pop music and rock. His music are those generic sex songs and that isnt a bad thing. If he likes doing it, who is to tell him to not do that? Y'all really compare him to 1D Eras and the bandmates but they are different. Liam maybe likes these 'popular' shit and what does that do you? Liam is human. Liam is Liam. We cant do shit and he lives his life. Give him a break jeez.. (10/10) [sorry for this rant, you can hate me if you want to]
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Okay anon I don’t hate you at all! This is well thought and I do agree with a lot of point you made here. I’ll try making a few comments by ask since this is big lmao
BTW SUPER IMPORTANT: don’t watch that video and don’t spread it! Report it if you feel like doing something about it. 
1. But what even is the Harry situation? Him saying that they aren’t best friends? Or that they have much in common? Because that’s understandable. Or is it the “harry’s clothes” comment of 2017 that harries keep bringing up when you can clearly see that Liam was just joking?
2. I do agree with you! The situation with the teenager just made things way worse for him. It added a lot of hate and it was completely unnecessary, especially how they keep bringing her up every single time and how she is always there!
3. I actually like his merch. I think it’s simple, but the white t-shirt is amazing. Sure the hoodies could have been more elaborated, but they’re super cozy! The thing I appreciate most about his merch is that it’s actually affordable. Btw I agree that it’s personal taste. His album is kind of cheap compared to other albums I've bought. 
4. But the thing for me is that Liam was never boring. He is smart and has a brilliant dark sense of humor. I think that some old 1d fans didn't like him much because he was always the spokesperson and had to say the shit nobody wanted to be said. People don’t seem to want to get past that to be honest with you! 
5. I agree with you! I really prefer Liam to shut up these fucking people with his success and what he wants to do that being an underwear campaign. Sure, some of the lyrics aren’t poetic shit, but there are others that are really deep and have some dark themes behind them. The songs aren’t bad at all in my opinion. SIU should have never been released, but I think we can all agree with that one!
6. I do think that Liam wasn’t 100% inspired, but I also feel like these are the songs we were supposed to get last year. They aren’t current if that makes sense, so of course some lyrics aren’t worded okay. 
7. I never thought it was a bad thing to use lyrics written by other people. That’s literally why songwriters exist! And a lot of people don’t write their own lyrics, but apparently it’s only bad for Liam to do it. I do agree! He is getting dragged for two songs. 
8. I don’t understand why they made three different albums. I understand wanting to keep the old songs because in terms of certifications/streams it gives him an advantage, but the extra songs are so damn good! They deserved more than this and he actually wrote on them. With the whole thing of the album I really don’t understand why AIWFC was added! 
9. I think you say it all with this part “This album ain’t as bad as people make it to be”. That’s the truth! I like the album and sure I'd do thing differently, probably. But I think people are judging the album based on BW and they are just going along with the hate. This album is exactly what Liam said it was going to be! A mix of songs that felt like a playlist with different genres.
10. It’s a personal taste thing again! I consume all kinds of music, I’m eclectic. I’ve been like that since I was a kid and learnt to play music. It isn’t bad that Liam is showing what kind of music he did and experimenting with different genres. For me it makes him a more complete artist to be honest with you! I really hate that they keep comparing them. Just let them all be whatever the fuck they want!!
In conclusion, I don’t understand the hate and I wish it would end.  
(Hope this answers you and don’t feel bad about ranting! It’s good to let it out.)
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