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pixiiipie · 8 days

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Since your my only hope for sub zayne stuff. If you have any spare time could you write a dom to sub fic? please🙇‍♂️. I love your content

jealous boy

awww i’m so honoured i’m just a single mom supporting all my kids <3 and thank youu! i rly like dom-> sub things but writing it is a whole other story 😵‍💫 writing dom character things are rly hard i dont wanna make it actually awful. hope you like my attempt <333

authors note!: the dom part of this is very small and mostly just body language and some not super sexual things. just zayne being possessive and jealous but we soon sort him out. mostly comforting him. i don’t really like this… i promise i can write things that aren’t sickly sweet!!

it was very rare for zayne to have a day off let alone a whole weekend. he committed himself fully to his work but even though they rely a little too much on him, his colleagues (and you) insisted that he took some time off. to help him completely forget about his ‘abandoned duty’, you treated him with days out and simple moments of intimacy to reward him.

on one of these days, you took him to a bakery to pick out any dessert he wished to enjoy in the park. although it took some time for him to allow you to spoil him like this, he happily pointed out a few treats for the both of you (though he was quick to repay you with a bouquet of your favourite flowers-of course he knows-intimately arranged on your way home). it was a lovely warm day and it felt warmer with every longing gaze zayne looked at you with. he’d never been as happy as he was in that moment.

after your long day, you both decided to stay in and enjoy a home cooked meal in each others company (the flowers weren’t enough and zayne really wanted to treat you to your favourite restaurant but you managed to push him home instead- it was his day! you were spoiling him!). cooking together was a shared activity that you and him tried to do as often as you could. making something for both of you to enjoy and feel proud of as you danced around each other was a perfect way to end any day.

however, this time it felt a little different. instead of his usual actions where he would occasionally come over to press kisses to your head as you chopped vegetables, he barely left you unsupervised and would (a little too tightly) hold you by the waist occasionally brushing his fingers over any bare skin he could reach. noticing this, you tried to bring it up with him whenever he did something like this but zayne was too good at remaining in control of his tone and brushed it off. even if he didn’t give it away with his responses, you knew him and could tell something was up.

you planned to talk to him about this over dinner where you could watch him without being distracted. hopefully things didn’t turn sour and ruin what was a beautiful day with him. since you were still trying to spoil him, you insisted for him to sit at the table and you’ll dish up and bring the food over. obediently, he does so but his demeanour is making you a little uneasy. you’ve dealt with many of his different emotions and are stating to be able to tell how he’s feeling even if it’s not obvious to others but this was new.

as you set his plate down in front of him, he pulled you onto his lap in one quick motion and kissed you. this took you off guard since although you’ve been trying to get him to open up to you and act with more confidence, this was a first. it was difficult to gain control of the kiss but he soon stopped as you lightly hit his back. “zayne what is it? what’s the matter?” you asked unintentionally avoiding pet names in your confusion and slight annoyance. he didn’t answer and instead focused on peppering kisses down your neck before sucking a prominent mark in the most sensitive place (god damn doctor).

while he did this, one hand stayed wrapped around your waist while the other firmly held onto your thigh rubbing small circles with his thumb. you’ve cuddled like this before either casually or to comfort one of you but never like this. never in such a possessive way. he didn’t do anything more than this- even if he was lost in this sudden possessive mood, he would never go further and overstep your boundaries.“you’re mine” he breathed into the crook of your neck. the words felt unnatural coming from him. “and i am yours” that felt better. it didn’t seem like zayne said this to you but more to himself as an affirmation.

his initial possessiveness was becoming desperation and it hurt your heart to see him like this. just as he was about to make another mark, you stopped him by cupping his face with your hand and tilting his head up to look at you. “zayne. my darling what’s bothering you?” your voice was stern but softened when he avoided eye contact. you kissed his forehead to coax a response from him worrying that he was embarrassed or ashamed of himself.

“you’re so beautiful” he whispered so quietly that if all your attention was not on him, you would’ve missed it. as a reward, you kissed his temple and waited for him to feel ready to continue. “i apologise for… that. i don’t know what came over me.” taking a deep breath, zayne took his hands off you and let them hang by his sides but you were quick to take one before it dropped and held it. as he spoke to you, you intertwined your fingers and traced lines over it to steady him.

“everywhere we went today,” he started but unsure where to look, “people were staring at you. that’s very natural as you are… so beautiful but they were friendly to you and likewise you were back.” you half understood what he was saying but the last part threw you. you squeezed his hand to encourage him to continue. “this is very childish of me but i think i was jealous of how well you get along with people and how they look at you. i… i didn’t want you to forget about me.”

ah so that’s what it was. usually when he’s jealous, he owns up to it in a “yes i was jealous, so what?” or “i was not jealous.” way but his entire demeanour was different. he didn’t feel sour, just sad.

“my darling zayne,” you say, bringing his hand up to kiss his knuckles which made him look at you, “you kiss are a very kiss silly man.” a fond expression crossed your face to help him understand that you weee teasing. “you said it earlier you are mine.”

“i am yours.” he finishes, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips. zayne let his head fall against yours and breathed deeply. you were the biggest comfort to him in every way. “besides, everyone in the hospital looks at you like you’re god incarnate! they can’t help but sing your praises.” you say rubbing his back.

“they’re not you though.” zayne says. that was the sweetest thing about him. people would flock over him and admire him but nothing they said would ever come close to how warm you made him feel with a simple word. finally moving his other hand, he gently took your face and allowed you to close the gap between you both. kissing always felt better when you took the lead. kissing always felt better when it was with you.

taking this opportunity to straddle him, you return the favour and kiss a trail down to his neck to mark him up. zayne keeps a softer hold on your waist and tries his hardest not to move as you kissed and bit all over his neck. no matter how hard he tried though, trying to suppress his soft whines became more difficult the more you continued.

“there. now you know i’m not lying.” you say, sitting back to admire your work. zayne’s entire figure was struggling to not slump over as he gazed at you through half-lidded eyes. those eyes were a stark contrast from the look he gave you a few minuets ago. you knew what that face was. “use your words darling. what do you need?” you whisper with a smirk taking his chin to look at you.

“you” was all he could muster and all he could think of.

“cute. that’s my good boy.” you say leaning close to his ear as your hands unbuttoned his trousers. “how’s this, my love?” zayne nodded, carefully rubbing your waist and back too embarrassed to speak. just as you managed to free his dick, you move some of his hair out of his face and ask, “what would you like?” blowing a little cold air towards it to make him twitch.

“mmn just your hand please. i’d like to kiss you more.” zayne replies. all he wants right now is to be close to you and be reminded that here, in this universe, in this lifetime, you love him and he is yours. fulfilling his request, you kiss him deeply and start moving your hand just to hear him moan into your mouth. you loved the subtle change in his body language whenever you touched him like this. zayne truly melts and his body becomes even more obedient to you. all he wants is you.

“zayne, my love, you know there’s no need to be jealous of all those people today.” you say watching him try to hide his face as you call him out. hearing you call him ‘jealous’ made him feel immature. “you’re the only one i want to do this to.” you add, twisting your wrist and kissing his cheek. your legs were holding him down but it was becoming increasingly difficult to not buck into your hand.

“please… only do this hnng- with me.” he pleaded his breathing becoming heavier and shakier “i- haah… i love y-you.” zayne was so soppy but it made you want to spoil him more. he could get anything he wanted when he acted like this and he probably knows it. while one of your hands worked on his dick, you moved the other under his shirt to play with his nipples. over time, you’ve been building him up and trying to make them more sensitive and he’s mentioned how they’re starting to feel good (in a very blunt way of course. very professional, very straightforward, very much breaking eye contact).

“c-careful!” zayne gasped, his body jolting forwards to the added stimulation. “i love the way your body reacts to things. i wish i could cary out a doctor’s inspection of it.” you muse mostly to yourself taking time to admire him.

“mmaybe o-one day.” he shudders as you focus your attention on his other nipple. with this promise, you increase your movements wanting to test everything on him now. “you’re so pretty like this zayne. i want to show you off to everyone.” you say moving back to his neck trying to get him close. “nno haah…” he whined not wanting to share this moment with anyone but you.

“but… seeing you like this is for my eyes only.” your hot breath on his neck and what you were saying made it hard for him to concentrate and a familiar feeling started to build. “y-yes…yes oh gods yes mmghhh just f-for you.” he babbles tilting his head back to give you more access.

“cum for me darling. i love you.” you say sucking one last mark onto him which makes him practically whine at how good you were making him feel. “tha-ank you mmghhh l-love haah- love-!” his breathing became erratic for a moment before he let out a long moan, relishing in the moment. he came over your hand and a little got on his exposed stomach but you’d be helping him out of his clothes soon enough. the day was over but you hadn’t finished spoiling him.

it didn’t take zayne too long to come back to his senses although his head was still a little foggy. he readjusted himself and rested his head on your shoulder subconsciously nuzzling a little. “‘m sorry.” he mumbled. pressing a kiss onto his head you simply reply “there’s nothing to be sorry for it’s okay. i’m just glad you’re okay.” you were so warm to him he was so lucky to have you.

“dinners cold.” he then says a little dejectedly. even though he wasn’t quite in his right mind when you were making it, you two were still making it together and he hates the idea that he wasted a home cooked meal just because of how he acted. “let’s order a take out! it’s been a little while and it’s good for you to eat unhealthy things sometimes.” you say trying to comfort him. he only scoffed in response which meant he was feeling a little like his usual self. this otherwise annoyed response made you smile.

“it’ll take a little while for it to get here,” zayne says moving his head from its safe place, “please, allow me to return the favour to you and apologise in the meantime. this is how i want to spend my days off.”

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hotluncheddie · 2 months

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Day 6: Bondage

"Like it"

Ao3

wc: 2k | rated: E | tags: Sub Eddie Munson, established relationship, rimming, pleasure dom Steve Harrington, chubby Eddie Munson, feederism kinks, public foreplay, humiliation kink

written for @subeddieweek <3

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‘Ugh’ Eddie groans, rubbing his stomach as much as he can with his wrists tied.

Sleepy and satiated, he’s bound together with his own bandana.

Steve’s eyes had been gleeful as he did it, as if he’d just come up with the idea, and thought it was his best one yet. Eddie had gulped, presenting his wrists and squirming as the fabric wrapped around him.

But he was used to it now. Forearms managing to massage the new chub at his stomach, doughy and close to kissing his thicker thighs. His body showing all the signs of their new relationship. Something passing between them after the upside down. Once they were safe and comfortable they just seemed to melt together. Showing each other the freedom to explore things they never thought possible.

Eddie was allowed, for the first time in his life, to indulge.

He let go in ways he never dreamed possible; because he’d never had the means, or was too afraid, or both.

And Steve, Steve’s always wanted to give. He’d give so much that it scares people away. Eddie knows now, that Steve wants to give everything and it’s okay, okay that Eddie wants it all.

They’re driving back from the diner two towns over. It has bigger portions and the best burgers around. Eddie ate one loaded with cheese and bacon, with a side of fries. And onion rings. Steve ordering for him, foot brushing Eddie’s shin as he did. Knowing it made Eddie blush, a little embarrassed, to be looked after so openly, to allow Steve that decision. It made Eddie’s mind melt.

‘Undo your button, I wanna see.’ Steve says, glancing away from the empty road. Eddie does, a little awkwardly, but sighs with relief once he manages. Fingers soothing the underside of pale stomach that was trapped against the denim.

But Eddie’s pulled from his petting as the car lurches to the right, Steve turning off. Pulling into a drive through.

Eddie’s eye go wide and his cheeks go pink realising whoever’s at the widow is going to see his belly peaking out between the flaps of his jeans. Cheeks going pinker realising Steve wants him to eat more.

‘Steve?’ He asks weakly.

‘What?’ Steve asks, vaguely, not looking at his face. Instead he, suddenly, he pulls at eddies seatbelt, hard. So it’s tight and sat beneath his belly, constricting and biting.

Eddie gasps at the feeling, the stiff fabric against his soft middle.

‘Steve?’ Eddie presses. You can’t see his pants are undone anymore but there’s cool air hitting a now exposed sliver skin as his shirt lifts, jostled by the movement.

But Steve ignores him. Rolling through to the speaker he orders a milkshake and donut. Doesn’t spare Eddie a glance. Eddie squirms.

‘Steve.’ He hisses, they’ll be pulling up to the window soon. Eddie tries to shift but the belt stops him. Moving does nothing but shift his shirt until it threatens to expose his bellybutton. ‘Steve please.’

Steve stops the car with a jolt, just before they get to the window. ‘Tell me right now, honestly, that you’re not into this.’ He says, eyes locked with Eddie’s.

Eddies are wide, sticky pleasure churning in his gut.

He doesn’t say a thing.

Steves smile blooms again, sunny but sharp. ‘Lift your arms up.’ He says.

Eddie balks, but does. Feeling hot all over with a blush running down his chest as he lets his bound wrists lay on the top of the headrest.

‘Good.’ Steve says low, rolling the car forwards. ‘You’re cute when you squirm.. Hi.’ He turns to smile sweetly at the drive-thru worker.

As they wait for her, Steve looks over at Eddie again. Eye roaming the straps across his body, that sit into his flesh.

Eddie glares at him.

Steve pouts back. ‘You said I could do whatever I wanted.’ And his voice has that bratty little whine to it that always sends Eddie insane. Steve too juxtaposing, too confusing, too in control of Eddie to be allowed to pout like that.

Steve knows it too, knows Eddies annoyed, embarrassed flush. He cocks his eyebrow and gives Eddie a wink.

Eddie bites his lip and looks resolutely out the window, as Steve chats idly with the worker, hands over cash and puts a large, dripping milkshakes in the cup holder.

Steve messes with putting the donuts in the footwell. But Eddie thought they were done and he makes the mistake of looking over, Steve ducked down, the girl at the window looking right at him. A perfect view of Eddie’s stomach pushing against the belt, pale skin and dark hair. Eddie nudges Steve by his knee, desperate, humiliated.

Steve sits back normally. ‘Thanks.’ He smiles at the worker again. She smiles back, glancing at Eddie. Eddie shifts, his cock hard and straining in his jeans.

Steve parks near the exit and gets a donut out of the bag, holding it up to Eddie’s lips. Eddie scowls at it. But Steve just gives him his best puppy dog eyes - the same ones Eddie gives him. ‘Please?’ He teases.

Eddie rolls his eyes, fighting down his smile ‘Fine.’ And he tries to sound annoyed, opening his mouth and taking a bite, but his voice sounds too breathy, and affected.

‘We’ve still got about 30 till we’re home okay?’ Steve says softly, feeding Eddie another bite. Eddie nods, cheeks full, the donut’s really good.

Steve strokes Eddie’s cheek, loosening Eddie’s belt and letting him suck the cream from his thumb. ‘You like this.’ Steve says.

It’s never a question, just a statement.

The first time he’d said it, they’d only been together a couple weeks. Eddie still so tentative and fresh faced to any kind of relationship that meant more than a little spit and quick hands. Steve agreeing to keep it between them until he was ready

That day Steve had been getting shit from the kids for baking again, for being completely serious when he mentioned that this recipe was from a high school home ec class. Rightfully unembarrassed as he looked down his nose at Mikes sneer. ‘Everyone has to eat kid.’ He’d said, rolling his eyes and putting the oven mitts away.

None of the kids had clocked yet what might’ve started him baking more regularly, or that he made sure to always offer Eddie some specifically, always gifting him something sweet to take home. Doting on him more noticeably in these past couple weeks than ever before - even with them around. The only person who did notice the change was Robin. With her sharp eyes and poking smile. But Steve seemed to take any of her looks in his stride, like it was all just normal, could be normal.

But Eddie was basking in it, even as the anxiety of what they might all think still sat heavy in the back of his mind. Steve made it easier, Steve made him feel safe.

And once they’d all gone home, once it was just him and Eddie again, that evening, Steve stepped it up.

He made Eddie stay sitting on the sofa, told him not to move and straddled Eddies thighs, kissing him breathless. Eddie settling into that feeling that was becoming normal, routine - of letting Steve lead. Breath hitching as Steve laced their fingers together and pushed Eddie’s wandering hands away, told to keep them at his sides. Held and directed so softly that Eddie just sucked on Steve’s bottom lip and let his mind go blank.

Until Steve pulled away, hand on Eddie chest. Holding him, and offering Eddie a cookie to bite from his own fingers. Hand feeding it to him sweetly.

Still doting. But now, Steves eyes were dark.

Eddie couldn’t count how many cookies he’d already had. One of those days where he was insatiable, a bottomless pit, always wanting, and Steve had made so many, no one even noticed.

Except, maybe Steve noticed. The way he looked at Eddie now, leaning right into his space, cookie held just out of reach. Steve’s other hand slipping up under Eddie’s shirt, big palm swallowing his abdomen, warm and solid and claiming. Steve noticed everything.

And Eddie just whined, pushing his stomach more into Steve’s hand, letting his lips fall open and eyes go blurry as his pupils bloomed. Steve smiling at him, indulging, feeding Eddie the cookie bite by big bite, slipping his fingers inside for Eddie to suck.

‘You like this.’ Steve said, then, and Eddie nodded, too afraid to explain that it was everything, all of it, more.

Eddie liked it. Liked it especially, from Steve.

‘Oh fuck.’ Eddie moans.

They’re back at Steve’s house. Eddie laid out on the bed, pillows under his head so he can take periodic sips of the milkshake Steve forced on him. Legs spread wide open and bound with thick ribbon around his shins and thighs, keeping his knees bent. Bandanna still tight around his wrists. Exposed, totally on display.

Harder than he’s ever been in his life.

‘Fucking love you like this.’ Steve pants, lips glistening as he sits back on his heels, slapping the inside of Eddie’s thigh, watching it jiggle. ‘You’re so soft now, it’s like eating out a girl.’ And Eddie’s eyes roll in his head, cock dripping onto his stomach.

Steve dives back down, sucking and licking at Eddie’s hole. Sometimes working his way over Eddie’s balls but never touching his cock for more than a second, never more than to give the length a wet, open mouthed kiss.

Eddie writhes, the milkshake cold on his tongue, barely able to move he’s so tightly bound, completely at Steve’s mercy.

‘That’s it, wanna hear you.’ Steve says, palming himself, getting off on Eddie’s whimpers and groans, pushing him until he’s brainless and blissed out.

Eddie whines, he can barely see he’s so far gone.

'm- 'm gonna’ Eddie manages, finishing his milkshake and letting it slip from his fingers. Hands going to fist the sheets above him, back arching off the bed.

‘That’s it baby, cum for me.’ Steve says, muffled, face still buried in Eddies ass.

Steve reaches an arm around, holding Eddie’s hips down firm. hand coming to stroke his cock once, twice.

The air punches out of Eddie’s lungs in a long, drawn out moan. Thrusting up against Steve’s strong grip, cum spilling all over his pink flushed skin.

Steve holds him tighter, hand circling his cock more firmly, base to tip. Fisting him hard and fast. ‘Oh, oh fuck!’ Eddie can’t think, can’t move and can’t breath. Steve slips two fingers in his spit loose hole, thrusting in and up and Eddie wails.

‘Again. you’re gonna cum for me again.’ Steve insists, voice rough, lips and chin wet with spit. He thrusts harder, pushes in deeper. Eddie feels static in his ears, feels him stomach muscles jump and his thighs clench against the binds. Not given the chance to come down, just taken up, up, higher and higher until he’s falling all over again. Tipping over the edge because of Steve, all for Steve, all over himself.

‘Fuck, fuck.’ Steve pants, standing and shoving his boxers down, gripping his cock fast and hard. Crowding into Eddie’s space and leaning between his spread thighs to lick at Eddie’s open mouth.

Eddie can’t do anything more than whine and buck sleepily as he feels Steve release all over him. Hot and spent and Eddie licks into Steve’s mouth, tasting himself and groaning as Steve licks back, sharing his air.

Steve rests their foreheads together, breathing turning normal, and then rises up to pull at Eddie’s wrists - undoing the bandanna. He uses it to wipe away some of the mess across Eddie’s middle.

tossing it aside, Steves fingers dance over Eddie’s still bound thighs, eyes making their way slowly back up to Eddie face. ‘You liked it?’ Steve asks, smiling down at him, eyes sleepy and relaxes.

He’s beautiful, Eddie thinks.

He leans into Steves touch, nodding and diverting Steve’s hands over to his belly, giving his best puppy dog eyes. ‘Like you.’ Eddie pouts and Steve lets Eddie move him, laughing lightly. Hands roaming over his stomach and doughy sides. Petting and rubbing as he undoes the binds around Eddie’s legs, massaging there too.

Eddie’s eyes slip close sleepily as Steve works and presses kisses all over. Until he reaches Eddie’s neck and face, where Steve feeds his thumb into Eddie’s mouth, watching his eyes flutter back open. ‘My good boy.’ He whispers and Eddie kisses him.

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#going niche with the kinks today sorry lads #understand if anyone doesn't want to read #but i know one person will like it so the rest is gravy :)#steddie #hotlunch #steve x eddie #steddie fic #my fic #chubby eddie munson #steddie wg #sub eddie week #subeddieweek #it has been a LONG day #im TIRED #<3

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cienie-isengardu · 5 months

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Mortal Kombat 1 Behind the Scenes AU: Perfectly fine

[Cage’s Mansion] [Waiting for Liu Kang] [Special Bonus] [Grandmaster’s commentary] [Climbing scene] [Madam Bo’s Inn] [Cage’s Mansion 2 (fire extinguisher)] [Medic] [Shang Tsung’s sad face] [Smoke’s Fall] [Scenography (1)] [Scenography (2)] [Show off!] [Favorite brother] [Climbing on the wall (nonsense)] [Tomas’ commentary]

#mortal kombat #mk1 behind the scenes au #bi han #sub zero #sareena #bi han & sareena #i was quite impressed on first cutscene watch that bi han just like that fixed his dislocated(?) shoulder #and then beat nitara and ermac AND asked his bros are they unharmed what a man XD #he is perfectly fine #trust him he is the medic XDDD #and kuai liang does not even blink an eye how his brother treats his injure #lin kuei are crazy lads aren't they?

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absoloutenonsense · 8 months

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Know What You Need by nonsensedarling

Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson | Explicit | 4k

Harry always thinks he knows what he needs, but Louis knows better.

Written for this round of @wordplayfics

Read here on AO3.

#hlcreators #tracksintheam #1dsource #my fic #wordplay #smut #dom/sub #pwp #what a time lads

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womaninwinter · 13 days

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fasdfkj;aldskjf;jsad;lfj;askf;skdjf;sj i just saw a someone saying "Mary Crawford would have been right in today's world actually" and oh my gosh oh my gosh, I have never seen anyone so completely miss the point ever.

#the reading comprehension levels are sub-basement at this point lads #i'm confiscating mansfield park no one is allowed to read it anymore

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dkettchen · 7 months

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highly specific meme for me and my achillean transmasc experience thanks hi

#ignore that it's 1am where I am shhhhh it's fine #this is highly unhinged content daytime!me takes no responsibility for it #meme #homemade memes #galaxy brain #transmasc #trans #I've figured out that I neg the lads cause I wanna be their matriarch I want them to want my motherly approval #lowkey did it to a buncha film lads today whose youtube channels consist of nothing but short films and other people's copyrighted content #and who still had less subs than me lmao look at my channel full of original content and weep #I will casually disapprove of your short film shenanigans and then make you want to follow me on instagram ahahaha #negging is exclusively schadenfreude-motivated #is what I learnt today x'D

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queercodedvillains · 2 months

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Wake up babes, new chapter of mallrats just dropped <3

Mallrats (23114 words) by QueerCodedVillains Chapters: 3/9 Fandom: Naruto, Naruto (Anime & Manga) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Deidara/Sasori (Naruto), background kakuzu/hidan Characters: Sasori (Naruto), Deidara (Naruto), Hidan (Naruto), Kakuzu (Naruto) Additional Tags: SasoDei Week 2023 (Naruto), 90'S, Akatsuki - Freeform, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Claire's AU, Mafia AU, If You Squint - Freeform, we are taking liberties translating the akatsuki into a modern setting here, Drug Use, Drug Dealing, Blood and Violence, POV Alternating, Bottom Deidara (Naruto), Top Sasori, BDSM, Impact Play, Praise Kink, Edging, Orgasm Control, Overstimulation, Sasori is still a puppet master but only in the loosest terms, if you catch my drift, Shibari, Suspension, Fucking Machines, Porn With Plot, Hurt/Comfort, Bratting, brat taming, Dom/sub Series: Part 1 of Mallrats Cinematic Universe Summary: In which the Akatsuki are 90's mallrats by day, crime syndicate by night. All the best criminals have a day job to launder their rent money, but the real fun only starts once they're off the clock.

#deidara #sasori #sasodei #claires au #mallrats #i dont wanna give any spoilers but #if you didnt know the difference between power dynamics vs positions #aka dom/sub vs top/bottom #hopefully you will now uwu #smut now plot later #head empty just these guys going at it like fucking rabbits 24/7 #we'll get to the plot when i say so until then we're all just gonna be happy the muse caught me on a day off #okay? okay <3 #my writing #mallrats!akatsuki #its my au i get to pick the tags #yes i am still working on my sasodei2023 fic after already posting another sasodei2024 fic #ariana grande and what about it dot gif #sighs deeply #when will i be free #when will i be cured of the brain rot #i really gotta carve it out with my own two hands and post it on the internet #its just me and a few dozen fellow inmates of the sasodei unit of the psychward #we are in this together lads #smh i gotta do everything around here if i wanna read it i gotta fuckin write it. and i WILL. its rotten work but christ alive ill do it

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partylikemajima · 4 months

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If I pick the option where he declines and suggests to walk her to somewhere safe, I can't continue the substory ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

#this sub stories are so funny #ichiban's reactions are great #lad infinite wealth #like a dragon infinite wealth #lad infinite wealth spoilers #like a dragon infinite wealth spoilers #ichiban kasuga

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pixiiipie · 21 days

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As someone who’s desperately into subby boys I love your stuff. If you find the time would you write something for Rafayel? I love that fishie. 😩

mirror fucking | sub rafayel

sorry this is so long and it takes a little while to get going!! i’m trying to work on a more to the point writing style but i can’t help waffling TT

i don’t know too much about rafayel atm so i hope i wrote him decently for you | and thank u so much <33! i love writing subby boys so i’m here to deliver to you all

it was common for rafayel to suddenly disappear like this. these long periods of silence usually meant that he was busy working on his next piece but he’d always send you the occasional message when he was thinking about you or felt lonely. with you in his life, it was hard to continue as he used to. he’s so needy.

this time however, his messages were less frequent and when he did message, he seemed uninterested. either he was incredibly focused or his painting wasn’t going well. worrying a little, you decide to drop in on him by surprise to give yourself piece of mind but also because you missed him dearly.

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walking into his painting room, you admire all the works of art surrounding you but only one was worth looking at. sat at the top of his ladder, rafayel stared at a blank canvas silently muttering to himself. the setting sun’s rays streamed through the windows and made him appear otherworldly. you let out a content sigh full of love. “hey, what are you doing here?” rafayel asks, finally noticing you.

“getting a strong sense of deja vu” you say with a laugh. blocking the canvas from his sight, he turns to you giving you his full attention. “if i fall, do you think you can catch me this time?” he teases. “of course princess.” you retort back. rafayel smiles but it doesn’t feel sincere. he looks distracted.

“come down my love.” you say, holding the ladder for him and extending your hand to him. rafayel sighs and nods slowly making his way down and taking your hand when he reaches you. seeing your expression, he already knows what you’ll ask him.

“i need a new piece for this exhibit i’ve been invited to but… i just can’t think. i’m going to tell them i can’t do it.” rafayel says, avoiding your gaze. bringing a hand to his cheek, you gently move his head to face yours and give him a chaste kiss. you feel his body relax with your touch and as you pull away, he chases your lips desperate for more. rubbing your thumb over his cheek, your heart melts seeing your boy like this. he leans into your hand and holds it there with his, silently begging for you to stay with him.

“the more you force yourself to make something, the less chance you have being successful.” you say but quickly continue before he can cut in with a remark “you’re going to burn yourself out even more and become frustrated. art block is a killer you just need to direct your attention elsewhere.” your other hand wraps around his waist and massages small circles into it.

“i… i really need to make something new. people will get bored.” rafayel quietly says moving his head into your neck and surrounding himself with your scent- comforting him. pressing a quick kiss to his neck, you start shuffling over to his floor length mirror with him still attached. such a baby but you loved how he felt so safe with you. “how about,” you whisper, tapping him to get his attention, “you do a portrait? or even a self portrait you haven’t done one of those in a while.” rafayel slowly lifts his head up, glances at himself in the mirror and goes back to his hiding place. all his motivation had gone and you could tell his self esteem was struggling as a result.

“oh my love.” you say, running a hand through his hair, “i love the cool tone colours you use and the dreamy/underwater look you make so effortlessly.” with your encouragement, he lifts his head again and watches your eyes in the mirror. “those are my favourites. just look at all the colours you could include especially…” you say as you pull him into another kiss “…when i do this.” and gesture at his flushed expression. “that’s my favourite colour.”

his heart couldn’t take it anymore. this was the perfect distraction. oh he’d forgotten just how much he’d missed you and your touch. all he wanted now was to feel you and for you to look at him. “please… oh darling touch me more please.” rafayel begs pressing his forehead against you. with a smile, you snake a hand down to softly squeeze his ass which made him gasp. “woah… getting handsy already.” he tries to say in his usual teasing tone but it comes out more breathless than he’d liked.

“how about, to help you get started, i show you some anatomy references you could use?” you say gesturing to the bag your brought. rafayel could only nod, wondering a little to what that could allude to but letting you go to fetch it. he was left standing breathing heavily and a ‘problem’ forming between his legs which his was quick to attempt to hide. you didn’t reveal what you had brought until you were stood next to him again. “on your knees.” you commanded, motioning with your eyes and taking what you had brought out from behind you. your strap on.

his eyes never left yours as he knelt down infront of you. rafayel patiently held out his hands to help you adjust your harness and kissed your legs all while doing so. “you know what to do now.” you say, playing with his hair with one hand before taking his chin. “of course.” he says with a smile but a little shaky. obediently, he kisses the tip before licking long strips up the sides. you loved watching him treat your strap like a real dick. “mm you’re so big” he said with a sly smile. then, inch by inch, he slowly worked his way up your strap so that his nose touched your abdomen. he tried so hard to please you even if you couldn’t strictly feel pleasure from this. he was adorable to watch as he tried every trick in the book to not gag but his teary eyes betrayed him. such a show off.

such a good boy.

“you look so beautiful right now, my love. look” you say and point at the mirror. flicking his eyes to his reflection, rafayel saw just how desperate he was for you. on his knees as if you were his god. he took this opportunity to show off and kissed down the shaft before taking you in completely and moving up and down moaning the entire way (which were half fake and half from his attempt of his trousers rubbing against him).

“can you fuck me now? please? it’s been so long.” he begs, rubbing his cheek against your strap. “on all fours sweet boy.” you say, bending over to kiss his forehead. rafayel tried not to appear excited and instead put on a little show of taking off his trousers and bending over for you. “hello pretty boy.” you say as he stretches like a cat to try and tease you. kneeling beside him, you trace your fingers down his body and hook onto his underwear before slowly pulling them down. he shivered at your motion. you reach a hand around for him to coat your fingers while the other flicks his dick causing him to gasp. “d-don’t tease.” he says half confident and half whiny. “sorry but you’re too cute. this won’t take long” you say as you begin to push your fingers into his hole.

rafayel tried to be patient but you’d worked him up too much and it’d been too long. “mmghh that’s enough… i-it’s good.” he moaned weakly grabbing your wrist, “haah- oh goddd please i need youu.”

“okay then if you say so.” you half warn. nothing would be able to change his mind now and to be honest, you wanted this badly too. you really wanted him to feel good. “but one condition baby,” you align yourself with his hole making his try to push his hips back, “you can’t stop looking at yourself.” and with that, you start to slowly push in holding onto his hips. as you did, you grabbed him by the chin with one hand and made him look at himself. “aww what i pretty boy i have hm? you look so beautiful taking my dick like a good boy.”

the praise feels electric but having to look at himself the whole time was embarrassing! he wanted to look at you more. “ohhhhh- mghh-! feels gooddd s’gooodd” rafayel babbles trying to not let his eyes flutter shut. as soon as you bottom out, you start thrusting and aiming for his sweet spot carefully watching him. you bend over his body and leave little kisses on his neck as well as making sure to suck on his ears. they flared red and his moans became whines. “hnng-! c-carefulll sensiti-ivee.” so cute.

“don’t forget to keep your eyes up darling. that’s my pretty boy.” you whisper in his ears which made it increasingly difficult for him to focus on anything you were saying to him. “ohhhh fffuck hnng-!”

“aww look at what a gorgeous boy i have i’m so lucky. not only that but he’s so talented isn’t he?”

his head was so foggy he couldn’t handle it all. he burned at all of your praise and couldn’t stop his noises as you targeted his prostate. “isn’t my handsome boy so talented rafayel?” you ask again. his name sounded so perfect coming out of your mouth. he wished you would keep talking to him your voice was intoxicating. “mmnnn-! yesh y-yesyes.” he whined as he struggled to keep himself upright.

“yes what, my love?” you tease, increasing your pace and biting his ear slightly. “tah-! talent ‘m talente-eddd mmmgghhh gooodd.” rafayel was barely looking at himself now and instead his head hung low as he focused all his strength in holding himself up. it didn’t matter he’d done so well and he was probably weak from shutting himself in for so long. “that’s my hardworking boy. i’m so proud of you, rafayel.” you kissed his cheek, a hand coming round to stroke his dick. the added stimulation was too much!

“clo-oseee c-cum cahnn i?” he slurred, his hips unintentionally started slowly trying to match your thrusts to get him closer. “of course, you’ve worked so hard and done so well. you deserve the world, darling.” you praise him and kiss down his spine. it didn’t take long after your sweet words that he came over the floor and almost lost his balance if you didn’t hold onto him.

rubbing his hips, you slowly pull out and discard your strap on the floor. shuffling around, you sit in front of rafayel and support his upper body against you. “did that help you great artist?” you ask after a little while, moving his hair out of his eyes.

“mmmnn i got quite fuzzy… can’t remember much i might need to look at my references again.” he says teasingly. “oh wait… these clothes… i don’t like the colour they won’t work. maybe you should take them off next time.”

despite his remarks, he nuzzled into your neck, whispered thank you and started whining all over again.

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Y’all are being subjected to my Sims 2 tests, so there

The other set of Vargases came over for a visit and Scriabin picked up Shmee and started talking to Scriabin through him. Very normal, very usual

I downloaded some circle-glasses recolours and hghghh they look so good! Closer every day to his final details! Getting ever closer!

Edgar too! I made him a custom hair with a lighter undercut - I’m mostly happy with it, probably could’ve shifted it a shade closer to his skintone but the texturing was weird no matter what :P And his stripey shirt! I wish Body Shop didn’t have that hands-on-hips pose lol, it looks so much better in-game, but that’s all the better :)

I got some new clothes for Todd as well! As soon as I saw this ‘fit I was like “Oh that’s 100% Todd there he is.” Scriadad hug ♥ So cute

Foot-dancing together stopp it’s so cute!!

The way he looks at them stoppp <3 <3 They kept doing this right up til they left for home haha, Todd’s giggles are the cutest

Used SimPE to save him to the Body Shop, I now have infinite copies of The Boyyyy ♪

Moved him in with his “parents” as just shadow people basically, they’re not gonna matter in a bit as long as I remember how to get the Social Worker/Adoption process to work properly. Get her Todd!!

Wanna play? :D

Menacing :(

Look, Todd, your new dads are here! Initially I wasn’t sure who I wanted to adopt him, got lots of options; the first passes, the married couple with their own Todd, Johnny?? He definitely doesn’t have the facilities for a child lol But these are the ones that showed up on their own, so the married Vargases are the winners!

Scriabin cares more about him than his actual parents ;; A stranger off the street shows him more care! Not that it’s a high watermark

Look at him being a good dad!

Weh, he just wants friends ;; Poor baby

Best timeline, thank you

While we wait for CPS, let’s get some other interactions in! Nny is mean so he tended to prank the other two with a nose flick - mostly Edgar lol ♪ Now kiss

“Oh please don’t break all my bones~ :3” I love Todd looking up at them haha <3

Pffft, I think he was talking about the other Scriabin and just how attractive he is. Classic Scriabin. Alternatively, also funny to imagine him bragging himself up about how he’s just so handsome that Edgar can’t help but love him hahaha ♪

Allow me to tickle you with my KNIFE! >:D

Get a load of this guy lol

He ended up passing out at one point - I forgot which motives make CPS show up >.> - and completely 0%’d his comfort, but for some reason stargazing increased it?? It’s the same ground wh

Is two not enough to satisfy your butterfly bloodlust child?? He ended up with three, I had him release them before he was picked up by the Social Worker - success!

He rolled a new Want as soon as Todd was taken away - “Wants to see Ghost of Todd” Woah, dark! :0

And here he is on the married Vargases’ lot!! Success!! I did it right!! Heck yeah! :D Unfortunately they were uh, indisposed at the time. Good job guys pft

Goes right for Shmee, he really is Todd <3

#The Sims 2 #My queue is too backlogged on main! And I /have/ been working on a lot of Vargas-specific Sims 2 retextures so it's fine lol #These are still tests - as said up top lol - so these events are ''non canon'' to what will eventually be my actual Vargas family #The beats will be similar tho! It's mostly just a lot of tweaking at this point to get everything just where I want before the domino falls #Edgar Nny and Todd are all so close to done - Scriabin still needs a bit more work lol of course he's the problem member ♪#It'll be worth it tho! >:3c Handsome lad <3 #Did find out some interesting things with the Social Worker/Adoption process :0 Most importantly that adoption basically wipes everything #Wipes memories and family relations and changes the last name! So I'll have to go in with SimPE to change his name back once I'm there #I love SimPE haha ♪ I mean it's just an extension of how much I love TS2 but I just ughsjkhagf it's a good program!#It's extremely powerful and easy to get lost in if you don't know where to look but it's also incredibly user-friendly if you do know #Like - it's as easy as ''Open this sub-menu. Click this button. Rename this. You're all done'' it's just jdsflf Sims 2 my beloved <3 <3 #I decided to cheat down the Casils' relationship with Todd before everything else - thus why his father is menacing him for the prank #I've seen Sims with not high enough friendship to not take a water balloon as a fun invitation but not between a parent and child!#It's subtle but the parent being mad and the kid cowering :( It's sadly appropriate for Todd #I stuck the Casils in a box to wait things out and they ended up glitching frozen in bed - they're effectively dead by Motive but can't move #So they can't die /or/ live - feels fitting #If you'd like to recreate CPS taking your child away without straight up torturing them! - Hunger. You just need hunger lol #Alternately you can also have them miss class if you'd prefer to feed them - both will result in being taken away after long enough #If I return to this save it's gonna be confusing since both Todds are identical and have the same names lol #I do have a bunch of new clothes! Second shopping trip :D #There's something oddly fitting for the Vargases to adopt twin/clones lol - fun shenaniganary until the Final Version comes to pass #Although now that I think of it I Could also give them a toddler!Todd hmmmmmm #It's an idea :)

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