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rnelophobia · 5 months

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Let Him Apologize

Quoth the Raven “Let him apologize and eat it in a Bentley”

Content: •Oral •Cunnilingus •Vaginal Fingering •Fingerfucking •Smut •Semi-Public •Car sex •Eating out

word count: 1,899

Nanami loathed working overtime for many reasons. The demanding nature of his job made for emotional, mental, and physical exhaustion on a different level than his old office job. Another, more personal reason, was that he wanted any excuse to pick you up after you were finished working. The Jujutsu lifestyle was unpredictable, so spending any chance he could get in your presence was something he’d never take for granted. The uncertainty also led him to be more generous in your relationship, as a result he gave you whatever you desired, for the most part.

“Angel, we can't eat out so often, and you know we have food at home.” Nanami says, eliciting a huff out your mouth; what a parental thing to say. He isn’t wrong, of course, but after a long day at the office you want something quick and easy. It also doesn’t help that you have a nasty habit of hyper focusing on work and neglecting to eat anything of substance. The overall combination of work, along with a lack of solid meals left you in a sour mood at times afterwards.

Today had drawn out even more due to Nanami being held up at work longer than he’d like. He was also your ride back to the apartment you lived in together. So with the lack of knowing the proper time he’d come and the buses running later and later made for a bit of a frustrating wait. While Nanami was good at keeping time, Jujutsu work could be constraining at being able to keep you updated on the fly. It also gave you anxiety on whether he would respond back or if you’d never hear from him again.

Safe to say by the time he arrived you were ready to eat soon, not to say you hated Nanami’s cooking, he was a fantastic cook. Finding a man capable of doing the bare minimum seemed rare nowadays, finding one who excelled and went above and beyond like Nanami, near impossible. Sometimes it felt like you were inadequate in the relationship based on how much Nanami tended to you. Despite what appeared like a stand-offish, unapproachable exterior of a man, was actually one who’s incredibly devoted. Some would say you were spoiled, rightfully assumed. Perhaps that, the late hour, the hunger, and being tired from work would explain why you were currently not engaging with Nanami.

After rejecting the proposal to eat out, you swiftly turned your head away from him to stare out the window. The rational side of you knew it was immature, the stubborn side just wanted a fast meal. Another part of you hated the dread that came along with his line of work, the uncertainty of his life.

Almost immediately after disengaging you feel his firm hand lay on your thigh. It starts with a slow caress from his thumb going up and down the side. After a pat and a slight squeeze you shoot a glance at him as he concentrates on the road ahead. When there’s a red light he finally turns his attention back to you.

“Don’t be like this, I came as soon as I could.” He sighs. There are only so many hours left in the day and he doesn’t want to spend those hours with tension.

“It’s not really the waiting, I just hate worrying and it’s the second time this week.” You confess. The light turns green to turn into the lower parking lot of your apartment. Once Nanami finds a spot he finally shifts his attention back towards you. “I know it’s a joke when you say Jujutsu work is shit but is it worth risking your life for?” You already knew the answer, because Nanami always cherished the lives of his coworkers and students. He slowly brings his palm up to caress your cheek with his thumb.

“I value everyone as if it were you,” He brings your face closer to kiss your forehead, “There is no life beneath my own and death is above no one if I can help it.” Nanami speaks quietly as a kiss to your cheek leads to a peck on the lips. “If I could slow down the days in your presence I would; I’d treasure every second.” The hand on your cheek lowers to the back of your neck to bring you in for a proper kiss. You whimper a bit causing him to deepen it, as if you’d disappear at any moment. The two of you break apart for a second to take a breath as he gently presses his forehead to yours.

“I’ll never be able to get back our lost time but I’ll always make up for it.” He says, the words ghosting over your lips.

How Nanami can sell you on the prospect of his death and turn you on at the same time, you’ll never know. Forgotten is the appetite for anything other than the man in front of you right now. You place your hand on his chest, slowly moving it up his body until you get to his neck where you take hold of his tie. A firm tug on the fabric brings your lips back together with a new urgency. You start to shift the tie around, undoing the knot and move on to unbutton his shirt before he stops your hands.

“I appreciate the love Angel but let’s focus on you first.” He says while leaning over your side to recline and push back the car seat. Once it’s set, he leaves his own seat and moves over to your side to kneel before you on the floor. You prop yourself on your elbows to watch him as he starts peppering kisses from your knee into your inner thighs, alternating between each one. You lift your hips, allowing him to hike up your skirt as he continues on with his show of devotion. Once he gets to your underwear he lazily runs his thumb up and down the clothed part of your slit. It was a pale pink color that started to darken in the middle the deeper he started to massage up and down the length of it.

“A little teasing and I get rewarded like this? Now how will you spoil me?” He smirks as he gives a firm press over where your clit is, causing your hips to arch up into the pressure. He tells you to keep yourself there for a second longer so he can slide your underwear down for you. Once they’re off he places your legs on his shoulders bringing you closer to him. Nanami goes back to lavishing your inner thighs with kisses, giving them a squeeze with his hands. When he gets back to the center he brings his thumb to your slit, slowly parting your lips as he licks his own at the tempting view.

He lowers his head to finally get a taste, his tongue sweeping up lightly to tease you first. You let out a groan of frustration when you note he doesn’t follow through to your clit. Normally you’d go with the flow with anything he does to you sexually but the physical hunger was manifesting into another.

Lowering your hand down into his perfectly styled blonde hair, you grip onto the length as you bring him exactly where you want him. This is one of many things Nanami loves about you, your forwardness turning him on. Your eagerness comes with the reward of having your clit on his tongue and being sucked into his mouth firmly. The action elicits a gasp from your mouth at the sudden spark of pleasure, in doing so he brings his hand to ease in a finger and feels the delicious squeeze of your pussy. Working the finger in time with the pull of his mouth and tongue on your clit causes your thighs to clamp down on the sides of his head. He stops his administration to give you a breathy laugh that brings a full body shiver from the cool air.

“Don’t.” You plead.

“Don’t what? Stop fucking you? I wouldn’t dream of it, you’ve got more to give Angel. Now hold on to your legs for me”. He instructs as he leans back in, giving your slit a kiss before parting your lips with his tongue again. He immediately goes back to giving your clit its rightful attention, lapping at your wetness. Nanami’s tongue trails down towards your hole, dipping in just to tease and taking it back out to play with your clit. After alternating a bit he goes back to slurping at the mess he’s made of your cunt bringing it up once again to suck you into his mouth. This time when he brings his hand back he guides another finger inside, crossing them so he can twist as they thrust inside your pussy. The maneuver draws out a vigorous moan from your mouth, as the grip on your legs tighten.

He picks up the pace, loving the desperate noises falling out your mouth along with the sound of his fingers plunging inside your drenched cunt. He slows down until he’s fully out, which causes a whine to leave your lips at the sudden loss of stimulation. You peer down at him, finding his lustful gaze searing back at you. He brings the fingers he was using up to his lips, sucking them clean, not breaking eye contact.

Before you can plead again, Nanami gives them a swipe of his tongue before thrusting them back into your pussy, causing your mouth to fall open in a gasp. Your head falls back onto the seat as his fingers curve in a bit, stroking your sensitive walls with each push. He picks up the pace, making you clench harder at the force while your mouth chokes out an incomprehensible sound, the feeling overwhelming your senses.

The speed and length of his fingers is sinful as they keep heightening your pleasure, the familiar tightening of your orgasm approaching. Sensing this he brings his mouth back down over your clit, circling his tongue around it before sucking on it again. This shatters you as you feel your orgasm pulse around his ever moving fingers as they keep up the rhythm while pleasure washes through your body. A breath shutters through your mouth as you finally lower your legs, the weight of them feeling heavy after the act. There are aftershocks as he laps up your cum, the overstimulation making you whimper as he finishes. Nanami slips his hand out to suck off again before he begins kneading at your thighs, massaging the life back into them after being propped up for so long.

“Alright my love, let’s fix you up and head inside okay?” Nanami gives your thighs one last squeeze before bringing your skirt back down, not bothering with putting back your underwear on and instead opting to just pocket them for time’s sake. He opens the passenger side door so he can step out before you and presents his hand for you to take. With your hand in his you step out into the parking lot, the night breeze making you more aware of the lack of underwear. You shuffle closer into Nanami causing him to wrap an arm around your shoulder to accommodate.

“Now what would you like to eat, Angel?”

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bisexual-horror-fan · 6 months

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Do-Over-December 10th. Mirror Sex. "More Than One Way." Bo Sinclair X AFAB! Reader.

The do-over of Kinky December is going on! Bo and mirror sex, what more do you really need honestly? Not much to say but this event is fun and I hope you all enjoy it!

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Rating. Explicit. Length. 2.4K (Old Length, 2.1K.) Warnings: Alcohol Mention. Dirty Talk. Jealousy And Possessive Behaviour. Manhandling. Choking. Vaginal Fingering. Hair Pulling. Rough Sex. Degradation. Name Calling. Semi-Public Sex. Exhibitionism. Bo Is A Bastard.

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You are a low maintenance and relatively easy to please, you never ask for much of anything, and you were quite content with the life you had carved out in Ambrose, further still you were very happy with him. Perhaps this causes the change of heart, pushes you to be genuinely honest because you ask for so little, and it was almost your birthday, you thought he just might give it to you.

He could be in a giving mood on occasion, and what better time to set off that than your birthday?

Bo had laughed when you asked for it, “You wanna do what now?”

You were already half regretting this decision based off of his initial reaction alone. Crossing your arms and looking away from him, you started to downplay it, “Nothing. I didn’t say anything.”

He scrolls and flips the magazine closed on the tabletop closed, he tossed it aside as he said, “Naw it ain’t nothin’ c’mon, I just wanna make sure I was hearing you right.”

You let out a small sigh and looked back over, he was smiling, a little smug but still seeming like he genuinely wanted to know as he sat at the table in front of you.

A deep breath and you push yourself to repeat your previous statement, “I wanna go out for my birthday.”

“Like out-out?” He leaned back in the kitchen chair he was seated in and gestured vaguely to the window with the hand that currently wasn’t holding his beer, “Outside of Ambrose?”

You nodded once and were about to start defending yourself and giving reasons why it was a good idea, and why you wanted it so much, how good you had been that you felt you’d earned it. You were about to begin to tell him about how much you helped out around here and how well you listened, and you wouldn’t ask for anything else-

But before you could even start he gestured for you to come closer, you did, pushing off the counter you had been leaning against and coming over to him, closing the gap between the two of you. As you were right in front of him you knew what he wanted, a single nod being the gesture that he wanted you to sit on his knee, and you did so easily. His hand met your lower back, and he pressed a kiss to your forehead, it was quiet for a moment. With his nose buried in your hair, he asked, “Where’d you wanna go?”

That is how you ended up here.

You wanted to go out, go dancing with him, he seemed reluctant, but you weren’t super familiar with the general area, you didn’t live around there before. Back before you knew him you lived states away, you were on vacation with friends when you stumbled into Ambrose and fell into his life. So as a compromise you decided to let him pick the place, he had been into the nearest big city far more than you had, and it seemed only fair, he seemed MUCH more interested after you mentioned that he could choose the venue.

Now the reason why he was so into it was made apparent.

You’d been having fun so far, the tables are all occupied, leaving you up closer to the bar than Bo would like, especially because the bartender was looking at you far too much. As soon as the bartender attempted to verbally flirt with you, that was it, you were pulled away to the bathroom.

The set-up of this club was different, having single room bathrooms with doors that locked, as opposed to a more traditional bathroom with usual stalls. You couldn’t protest, you knew if you tried it would fall on deaf ears, he’d have no sympathy, you could tell by his body language that he’d made up his mind. The door is opened, you are shoved through it and pushed against the door, your back meeting cool metal and his mouth is on yours.

The reason why was obvious. He needed to stake his claim, mark you as his again, you would never ever want anyone else, and you weren’t flirting with the bartender back, but the fact that he was even comfortable enough to attempt it with you was reason enough for this. He had his hands all over you, rough and possessive and so thoroughly Bo.

You were breathless when his mouth finally pulled away from yours, and he turned his efforts towards attacking your neck, his hips pushed into yours, you feel how hard he is against you. He spoke, voice as rough as he was being,“You like how he was lookin’ at you?”

Head was already swimming from the drinks and from the sudden make out session, arousal filling you rapidly, you stumbled over your response, thinking was hard when your panties were this fucking wet, “Wha-what?”

Wrong answer.

He was off you, hand on your wrist, and he dragged you from the door, it was very sudden you nearly tripped but managed to stay upright. Then you were right where he wanted you. He placed your hands on the counter flat and one of his hands was curling around your throat from behind, the other on your forehead, pulling your head up, and he spoke harshly in your ear, “Fuckin’ look at yourself.”

You did as instructed. Eyes half lidded, clothes slightly askew, breathing harder, you looked almost as turned on as you felt.

“What do ya see?” His hand on your neck squeezed and you swallowed thickly. You took a little too long to reply because he decided to answer for you,“Cuz I’ll tell you what I see.”

His hand came off of your forehead, keeping his other hand firmly around your throat as the first one reached up under your dress, fingers felt you over your panties, and you gasped at the contact, “I see a fucking whore.”

How he spoke to you made you fucking throb and fill with want, somehow even more so than you already were. His fingers ran over your slit a few times, making your underwear even wetter as he pressed it closer to you, and it made your hips squirm, “Just look at what you’re wearin’ for Christ’s sake. This is your idea of a good time on your birthday, huh? Getting gawked at by a bunch of drunken assholes? Parading around in a skimpy little dress?”

His fingers were inside the barely there garment, his grip on your throat unrelenting to the point that you feared it might bruise, his grip too strong, you couldn’t reply, he tsk’d as his fingers slid roughly inside of you, “Must be, you’re fucking soaked. Don’t need any help from me this time, your cunt is fucking crying for it.”

He only let his fingers thrust in and out of you a few times before he pulled them out, and his hand finally left your throat, you sucked down a few deep breaths now that you were able to. You had no time to rest as he yanked your underwear down to your knees and hiked the skirt of your dress up over the curve of your ass. You heard him undoing his belt and unzipping his pants, and you couldn’t look away from yourself as you gripped the sink, you were so turned on just by the idea of this. Mess leaking down your thighs as you thought what a birthday present, getting fucked in a semi-public place like this? I mean, the door was locked-

Wait.

Was the door locked? You couldn’t remember if he locked it, you couldn’t recall hearing the sound of the lock turning over,

You looked at him in the mirror, he was looking down as he was pulling himself out, you wanted to glance over and check. Trying it was stupid and yet you did, head turning an inch in the direction of the door and in response his fingers were in your hair, tugging hard, it hurt but in that good pleasurable pain kind of way. Hot breath in your ear as he grits out, “Did I SAY you could stop lookin’ at yourself?”

You squirmed again from how harshly he barked that at you, and it made you bite your bottom lip before responding to him, eyes forward, once again having to face yourself, “No-Bo. You didn’t.”

If the door wasn’t locked, then anyone could come in at any time, and that idea got to you terribly. He tugged on your hair again, harder than before, and you winced at the pain, “That’s right, I didn’t. Eyes forward.”

Soon, the feeling of him sliding inside of you took over and filled you with pleasure instead. That first rough plunge into your dripping cunt made you gasp his name and your eyes wanted to roll back already at the feeling, something you knew he wouldn’t allow or tolerate yet again, so you stare forward.

One hand on your hip and the other came around to your chest after releasing your hair, he tugged the straps of your dress down, one after another, exposing your breasts to him and locking your arms to your sides in the process. The straps were tight in this position and holding your arms close to your sides, your hands still on the sink's edges, and he wasted no more time before setting a rough and steady pace, thick and hard cock stretching your walls.

You were trying not to be too loud, gasped and hushed breaths, and he didn’t like that. He gripped your hip harder and pinched one of your nipples, making you whine, “Filthy thing. Fuckin’ love it, clenchin’ down so hard on me.”

You did love it. All of it. The risk, the danger, the pleasure and how hard your heart was pounding in your chest, how you looked, how he made you look at yourself, at what he did to you. Eyes are unfocused but not unseeing, you love how you look, if you had his shotgun to your head and were made to conjure up a word to describe yourself or face having brain and blood paint the mirror before you, that one word you’d choose above all others was, mess.

You were a mess.

The best way to describe you when he had his way like this with you, a complete and utter fucking mess. All for Bo.

This wasn’t going to be drawn out long, wasn’t meant to be, was meant to be hot and quick and hard.

Yet you didn’t need long tonight, you just needed it like this, exactly like this.

He could tell, knew just how badly he was getting to you and how perfectly his cock hit that sweet spot inside and how it all was working for you.

“Bo-fuck-yes!” You gasped, and you clenched on him again, he chuckled, breathless himself and his hand slid from your hip, rough pads of his fingers finding your clit and circling it. You couldn’t hold back the loud moan you let out.

“You wanna cum, little whore?”

A frantic nod from you, pushing your hips back and meeting him in the middle, he filled you perfectly, you were getting so close, you begged. “Ye-yes! Want to cum so-shit, so bad!”

He slammed into you again and again and his fingers didn’t slow, his breathing picked up in your ear, and you were right fucking there, “Well I ain’t stopping you birthday girl. C’mon, do it. Fuckin’ cum.”

And you didn’t need to be told twice, this time you couldn’t help it as your eyes squeezed shut and tipped over the edge, letting out a long moan of his name as you came, shuddering and knees nearly giving out from under you. Thank God, he was still holding onto you and helping hold you up. You hadn’t even caught your breath when you felt his pace get sloppier, uneven, breathing erratic, so close to his end, you wanted it, so bad. You met his gaze in the mirror, still shaking in the aftershocks of your orgasm, and you begged, one sweet word passing your kiss bruised lips,“Please?”

He gave you just what you need and groaned out your name, holding himself all the way to the hilt inside your soaked pussy when he unloaded, warmth filling you that felt so fucking right.

You both needed a minute to catch your breath after all of that. You were feeling so much, hot, sweaty, satisfied, more sobered up for sure, your knees were weak, and your arms hurt a little from the straps of your dress digging into them. He was still hard and still inside of you, he ground, and your breath caught, his hand slid up from your breast back to your throat, he squeezed.

“So you gotta be wonderin’ what your gift is.” Wait, you thought him taking you out was your gift?

It wasn’t? You were a little scared as you swallowed thickly, and asked,“I thought you taking me out was my gift, If it isn’t what is?”

He chuckled and his fingers pressed once more on your clit, making you moan softly before slipping from between your thighs and his hand closed around your wrist. He brought your hand up, and he was looking into your eyes in the mirror, his back still to your chest, and he said,

“You know how you’ve talked about wanting me to fuck you in front of other people?”

Your heart nearly stopped. You nodded once. You wanted that more than anything, it was one of your biggest fantasies, you clenched around him again, and that made him smirk.

“Yes Bo.”

“Well I figured I’d be nice and indulge ya.” You were confused, and he could tell, he kept talking, “I picked this place on purpose for a reason. You know what the place next door is?”

Your voice is small and still confused, “Another club?”

He laughed a little, slight cock of his head with a nod, “Yeah it is. A very particular kinda club, baby. One guy owns this one and the other.”

You still didn’t get it. Still confused. He brought your hand up and brought your fingers to the mirror’s surface.

“Tell me darlin’…” And what he asked next might have been the hottest question you had ever heard. Your eyes still glued to his in the reflection, that devious look in his eyes as he asked, “…Do you know how to tell if a mirror is a one or two-way?”

#Do-Over-December #Bo Sinclair x reader #slasher x reader #BHF writing #Enjoyyyy

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darlingmisa · 1 year

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what if you were having an attitude and doing whatever you could to ignore everyone and be alone? the type of attitude that couldn’t be dealt with by sex?

i need some abby comfort and i love your writing so so much

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There's not enough Abby comfort on here and I'm definitely here to fix that! And I'm so so glad you enjoy my writing! It makes me very happy to hear you guys say that <3 (846 words)

It was one thing for you to have a bit of an attitude sometimes, who wouldn't? Living in a post-apocalyptic world wasn't the dream scenario, so of course, everyone was a little snarky at times, but something about the way you were acting, felt different to Abby. It wasn't just your normal attitude after a bad patrol or generally rough day, something was different.

All week you had been getting more and more irritated. It started as simply rolling your eyes when Issac mentioned something you could've done better, walking away before he could even finish his lecture. Next, it was ignoring your partners, who were simply trying to keep everyone, including you, safe on patrols. What got Abby's attention, was how you'd shut yourself away from everyone the minute you could. That on its own wasn't abnormal. What was? You were pushing her away too.

Abby tried everything, asking around to see if something happened to put you in such a mood, but she never got a clear answer. Always just a "She just started acting like that," from every person she asked. Her concern only grew when you started spending the night in your room, something you hadn't done since the two of you had gotten together.

It got to the point where Abby had barely seen or spoken to you. She was extremely worried, especially when even on your days off, you were nowhere to be found. This just wasn't like you, but every time she went to your room, knocking on the locked door, something else you never did, she was met with pure silence.

She decided she would just give you the space you seemed to be so desperately begging for. And that lasted for a few days until she realized you hadn't been going out at all. Not for food, not for your patrols, not for any reason at all. No one had seen you, and that's when she decided to snag a room key and make her way back to the door with your name written on it.

She knocked, muttering a small "Babe..? I'm coming in okay?" and that's when the panic settled in. You knew it would come to this eventually, and you could already hear the worry in her voice, only making you feel worse. You could see her slightly from the curled-up position you were in. As she slowly moved closer, you couldn't miss the furrow of her brows or the frown on her face caused by your current state. What stood out the most though, were the bags under her eyes showing how little she'd slept.

You felt the tears immediately fill your eyes and overflow, beginning to sob out apologies as she rushed to your side. Abby was quick to speak, brushing stray hairs out of your face and wiping your tears. "Hey hey, what's wrong sweet girl? Talk to me."

At this point you'd rolled back over, unable to look your girlfriend in the eyes as you tried to speak through broken sobs. "I-I don't know Abs… I can't explain it." And that was the truth. You weren't sure why you'd been feeling this way or what had caused it. You just couldn't do it anymore.

"I need you to look at me baby, and breathe, please." Her voice was soft and calming compared to the whirlpool of emotions, ones that had been swirling inside of you for weeks now. You turned around at the feeling of the bed dipping beside you, a sign that Abby had laid down as well. Once her eyes met yours, she spoke again "Did something happen?"

"No," You began, voice barely audible from where you'd buried your face in her chest. "I just..broke? I don't know." Abby felt the rise of your chest before your voice reached her ears once more. "It's so much baby I just can't-"

Abby cut you off before you could finish. "I know pretty girl, I know." Her hands trailed down your sides, rubbing gently. "You've been working so hard, was it too much for you?" And all you could do was nod, hearing her put what you'd been hinting at in simpler terms. You were exhausted, trying to seem tough for everyone but you just couldn't keep the act up anymore.

The blonde held you as you cried, running her fingers through your slightly tangled hair, mumbling small comforting phrases, and leaving kisses across the crown of your head. "We'll get you a different position on base okay? Something that might be easier for you yeah?" And you nodded, coming to terms with the fact that you weren't ready for jobs like that, for something so stressful.

Eventually, you'd calmed down and raised your head to look at Abby once more. The rough feeling of the pad of her thumb wiping a stray tear grabbed your attention. "Next time, don't hide yourself okay?" A small smile graced her features as she watched you nod again, still not risking speaking and bringing more tears. "I'm here, just come talk to me."

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daisyvisions · 1 year

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Not What You Expect - (Jacob Bae)

Summary: You were blessed with the perfect, most angelic roommate you could ever ask for. But is he really the good roommate you think he is?

Word Count: 2k

Warnings: Smut (18+, minors DNI), pervy!roommate Jacob, male masturbation, voyeurism, teasing, p in v sex, breeding, pet names (sweetheart), porn with a plot (me thinks)

A/N: Happy Birthday to my darling girl, @jasminexox5. Thank you for our friendship and being one of the reasons why I go on this site to begin with. You deserve the world, I hope you had a good day 💕

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There’s something strange going on with your roommate. Though you can’t exactly pinpoint what it was, you were feeling uneasy from his current behavior.

It had been a couple of months since you’ve moved into your new shared apartment. You were sadly kicked out by your previous landlord for no apparent reason which led you to desperately looking for a place to temporarily live in until you found a space of your own.

The opportunity came knocking at your door one day over lunch when Sangyeon had mentioned his friend had a spare room and was looking for someone to rent it out as extra cash on the side. And this was how you became roommates with Jacob.

On the first day of moving in, you were honestly just expecting a roommate who might be lazy, loud, probably will bring many girls to his room at night, and just generally be a shitty roommate. But Jacob was the completely opposite.

He would always cook meals for the both of you even if you weren’t eating home that day, asked you if you needed anything from him before he went to sleep, and always did his part of the chores.

He also never made any overly loud noises because he didn’t want to disturb you in any way. Even the way he would talk to you was nothing but genuine despite being naturally quiet most of the time.

Jacob was literally an angel. Not only with his words and mannerisms, but also his looks.

You’re not gonna lie, there have been countless times wherein you accidentally stared a little too long at him while he wasn’t looking. Who wouldn't?

Oh, not to mention his chiseled body too. The way his muscles would stick out of his white shirts, when he would briefly walk out of the shower with nothing but his sweatpants and towel hanging on his shoulder, the way his muscles would flex when he would stretch in the morning or when he was helping you lift something heavy.

And when he’d come back from the gym? You would internally giggle like a school girl. But looks aside, he was literally the most perfect roommate you could’ve asked for… almost too perfect actually.

Which is why you were wondering where this strange behavior was suddenly coming from.

It all started this morning when you two were having breakfast together. Every time you kept talking to him he avoid your gaze, keep the conversation short, and so on.

Even his mood around you seemed more anxious than relaxed. You didn’t even have time to properly say goodbye to him since he practically bolted out of the apartment.

What’s going on with him? you wonder. Was it something I said or did? You try to back track and think of all the possible reasons he could be avoiding you.

You ruled out the thought of him being upset or angry immediately. You lived with him long enough to know what he looks like when he’s displaying these kinds of emotions. This one however… Well, it was something you’ve never seen before.

Think, think, think. Was there something that happened recently that could’ve thrown him off? Your eyebrows knit together as you sit on the couch, leg bouncing frantically as you wonder what could’ve possibly made Jacob become cold and distant towards you this morning.

And then it suddenly hit you… could he have possibly heard you touching yourself last night? Was it a little too loud?

Your eyes widen from the realization. Was he too embarrassed to say anything to you this morning? Were you disturbing his sleep?

Maybe it could’ve been that. Why else would he be avoiding you like the plague? Though you did find it rather strange because this wouldn’t be the first time you might’ve moaned a little loud. Hell, there have been times where you’d hear the faint sound of porn playing on the other side of the wall at night.

But then again, you’d never hear any sound coming from him. God, even when he’s jerking off he’s considerate of his noise to not bother you.

You started to feel bad. He’s been nothing but a good roommate and now you’ve made him feel uncomfortable in his own home. You suddenly get up from the couch and tell yourself that you’ll apologize to him when you come home later at night.

— — — — — — — — — — — — — — — —

As you enter the apartment, you shrug off your jacket and shoes before entering the threshold and walked straight to your room. As you start gathering your clothes and almost head to the bathroom to shower, you suddenly hear a faint moan coming from Jacob’s room.

He must be watching porn again, you think to yourself. You walk towards the wall and stick your head against the surface to check if what you were hearing was correct.

“Mmm fuck…” you hear a woman’s voice on the other side of the wall.

“You like that baby? Like me filling you up like this?” you hear Jacob respond.

Oh… OH… There’s someone in his room right now.

Strange… you didn't notice any other pair of shoes by the door when you got home. And usually he would tell you if he was bringing someone over just so you’re not surprised by a random stranger in your home.

You hear the woman’s moan once more, sounding a bit louder than the first time.

“You sound so pretty like that sweetheart…” you hear him groaning.

You felt your cunt clench at nothing from the nickname, the same one that Jacob would use on you every so often. But hearing it this way was even better than you imagined.

You could feel yourself getting wet as you continue to listen to him fuck whoever it was behind this wall, low-key wishing it was you instead.

You were so tempted to touch yourself right now from how hot he sounded, but you couldn’t. Not when you haven’t apologized for last night.

You pushed yourself off the wall and decided to just act normal and continue doing whatever it is you were supposed to do.

As you step out of your room, you hear the woman’s voice moan again. You can’t help but wonder, why does that voice sound so….familiar?

Luckily, Jacob’s door wasn’t entirely shut. This gave you the perfect opportunity to take a quick peep into what’s going on, who the mystery woman was. Before you even get closer to the gap between the door, you hear Jacob groaning once more.

“Y/N…” Your eyes widen.

No… it couldn’t be. Did he just say your name?

Did he accidentally moan your name while fucking someone else?

Did the person in the room coincidentally have the same name as you?

All these questions started filling your head. You needed to find out what the hell was going on right this second or else your mind would never be put to rest from it.

As you slowly peeked through the gap, hoping to see two naked bodies intertwined with one another, you were met with an unexpected sight.

Jacob’s naked body lying down on the bed, his head thrown against his pillows as he vigorously fisted his cock. The sound of his wet slick and breathy moans echoing the room. Oh god, even in this state he looks so angelic.

You stood still, entranced by the whole scene unfolding in front of you. You bit your lower lip, refraining from letting out a soft whimper.

As you kept on watching him, you see his free hand bringing a balled up fabric to his nose as he takes a good whiff from it before putting it in his mouth.

Your jaw drops when you realize the fabric was your panties, the ones that were soaked from your juices the night before.

But it gets worse from here.

You spotted his phone laid out on the bed, the source of where the moans you heard earlier were coming from. Suddenly you heard a voice from the phone, “Give me a sec!”

Oh no… it was your voice on the phone. The moaning you heard earlier were yours.

He was jerking to your underwear, moaning your name, listening to your moans he recorded from last night.

You were so shocked by the discovery, lost in your own thoughts that you didn’t realize Jacob had stopped jerking himself off when he saw you peeping through the door.

He panicked the moment he saw you looking through the door. Internally cursing himself for forgetting to lock it in the first place. He’s not sure where it came from, but a sudden surge of confidence ran through his veins and just said, “fuck it”.

You were startled when the door suddenly swung open and you were greeted by Jacob’s naked heaving chest in front of you and his… incredibly hard cock.

You were frozen to the ground. Unable to move or say anything, You tried to avert your eyes from his figure, but you were entranced by his gaze on you even more.

“I-I can explain…” you stutter. Freaking out that you've just ruined your dynamic by looking like a goddamn pervert watching him jerk off. Your thoughts were suddenly cut off when you felt Jacob’s hands cupped your face and kissed you feverishly.

His lips were soft, just how you thought they’d be. Moving and molding into yours so perfectly. He quickly pulled away before deepening the kiss and looked into your eyes,

“…Do you want this?” he asks.

“W-what?”

“I said, do you want this? Because I want you so bad right now.” he responds.

You nod your head, too impatient to have his lips on you as you attempt to lean forward and kiss him again. He stops you as he firmly grips you in place.

“Words, sweetheart. I need to hear you say it.” His thumb grazing your bottom lip, making you gasp from the roughness of his finger.

“Jacob please…” you whine.

“Please what? I can’t give you what you want if you don’t tell me-”

“Just…Ruin me.”

Those were all the words he needed to hear.

He pulled you by the waist and started kissing you intensely. Every kiss felt like it was placed with care, his lips caressing yours as his hands were quickly trying to strip you down to nothing but your thin-laced underwear.

You felt his hands grab the back of your thighs and instantly pull you up, you legs wrapped around his torso as he carries you to the bed and plops you down.

His body hovers above yours as he dives into your neck and starts painting your skin with kisses and red marks.

His fingers scrunch the wet lace together before pulling them to the side and grabbing your legs, folding them as he puts you in a mating press. His strong arms locking you in so you’d have no way of escaping his grip.

“Been thinking of you like this for so long, sweetheart- fuck” he groans into your mouth as he rolls his hips against you, his aching cock rubbing against your wet cunt.

“Jacob…” you desperately cry out.

“Sorry you had to see me like that sweetheart. I couldn’t help myself-” He whispers, referring to you what happened earlier.

“Every time you touch yourself at night, those skimpy shorts you wear around the house, the way you look at me with those eyes, how pretty your lips are…” he continues as he aligns his hips to push the tip of his cock inside your wet hole, making you both gasp in unison. He rolls his hips, bottoming out inside your velvet walls.

“…Gonna fill you up so much with my cum it’ll ooze out of you for days.” he whispers in your ear as he slams his cock inside you repeatedly with deep strokes.

Fucking you dumb as you mewl from the pleasure of feeling so full of him. The sounds of both your arousals squelching beneath you as you feel his cock going in and out.

His eyes slowly being filled with dark lust you’ve never seen before as you fall deep into his gaze. The angelic Jacob you once knew now replaced by a devilish one in an instant.

“You’ve corrupted me angel… And because of that-” he pauses for a moment as he keeps his gaze on you,

“-I’m going to make you my little cum dump from now on.”

#jacob bae #jacob bae smut #tbz smut #tbz fics #tbz scenarios #tbz hard hours #the boyz drabbles #the boyz hard hours #the boyz scenarios #the boyz fic #the boyz smut #kpop smut #Jacob bae scenarios #the boyz fanfic

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fishtankwater · 6 months

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Good morning! could u do kazuichi nsfw alphabet :) gn or fem reader plsss and pref top reader have a nice day :D

OH THANK FUCK I FINALLY GOT A REQUEST

I was getting so bored waiting on one 😭

Uh anyway Tysm to this anon

AND HOLY SHIT I HAVE RSV. I AHVE A BABY VIRUS. A BABY VIRUS. SOBBING

Anyway my bad for ranting

Kazuichi souda x GN!Reader

CW- nsfw shit that’s it idk what to put here anymore 😭🤛🏻

Currently listening- Dumb Dick

A-Aftercare

Bro…Kaz would give so many kisses and praise the SHIT out of you. But if you degraded him he would need praise cuz let’s be honest he would think it’s true and probs cry

Also he’ll probably struggle to know what you want and ask 2663825372 questions. PLEASE shower with him after he wants it. Do it. You know you want to

B-Body part

Him- his muscles 💀

I forget he’s muscular sometimes it’s genuinely so weird to think abt. But PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD SQUEEZE HIS BICEPS he loves it sm.

You- let’s be honest. The titties if u have em if not you chest in general

That whole vicinity is just chefs kiss to him If you have tits he will put his hands up ur shirt and squeeze them while cuddling and he’d probs calm them his “best friends” 💀

C- Cum

The first time he came as a kid he probably got scared cuz he didn’t know what it was and called his dad and was like “HELPPP” 😭. Ok I’m sorry for bullying him

His cum is probably sweet with a salty aftertaste if that makes sense and he cums a small amount so uh savor it while you can 😘

D-Dirty secret

Bro has so many pics of you naked in his camera roll he also records your moans/whimpers while y’all fuck tbh

AND HE SAVES EVERY VIDEO OF YOU HE CAN FIND he will become a professional stalker the second y’all become intimate or start dating

E-Experience

Unpopular opinion but I think he has a decent amount of experience like— not with women with the men AND HE WILL STILL DENY TAHT HE IS BISEXUAL “no I only did it because I was bored” AHHAHAHSHSHSJSHSJ

F-Favorite position

Please ride him. Please. Do it

OR SUCK HIM OFF IN THE SHOWER SUDHEHDHDBDJHE

“D-darlin-A-ah!”

STOP I CANT BRWTAHE

G- Goof Off

Depends what mood he’s in like sometimes he’ll be chillin laid back not caring how he acts and sometimes he’ll be stressed and just want to love you n shit

H- Hair

Def dyed his pubes pink LMAO

but there’s little to nonexistent hair

J-Jack off

Always thinks of you when it happens cuz he’s too embarrassed to ask for your help (poor baby)

L- Location

Anywhere anytime you ask he provides 💀

He prefers the bed to shower tho tbh

M-Motivation

Anything you do lol

But specifically seeing ur thighs, ass, or seeing you change or the thought of you showering like you being naked he has a urge to come in there with you tbh

N-Nuhuh

No hurting you bedsides a lil biting and maybe spanking. He also doesn’t wanna degrade you like he loves you and has no reason to think otherwise. Also other than overstim and biting he doesn’t wanna be hurt like bro 😔

O- Oral

Giver 💪🏻

Bro…the only time he will EVER overstim u is during oral like 😍 he loves your taste he can’t help it

When receiving he will buck his hips squirm whimper and cry tbh like out of happiness like it feels so good he can’t help it

P- Pace

Slow and steady wins the race

Bro will edge himself he doesn’t wanna go fast n hurt you to rush for it to be over he lovessss making love to you

Q- Quickies

“NOT HAPPENING!” -kazuichi souda

R-Risk

YES bro if your ok with it he will do it

He loves having public sex sm

S-Stamina

As long as you want him to go he will go

Wanna go for 5 hours? Ok bet he may not have much stamina that’s why he loves riding or cowgirl

T-Toy

Nope nada nee

HE wants to pleasure YOU not some toy

U-Unfair

No he would never but when you tease him he gets so shocked like jaw dropped to the floor but he loves it it’s like OSNHECSHSGHEHBRHEJHEH

V-Volume

WHIMPER-ER

Bro when he does moan he will moan so loudly too like are you trying to get the neighbors to call the cops on us??

W- Wild card

He gets jealous of gundham and pulls you aside to fuck the shit out of you like one of the only times he ever told you is when he’s jealous

X-X-Ray

I watched a video on yt that gives headcannon dog their dick size and tbh it seems kind of accurate his was 5 inches which I think it would maybe like that or 6 inch anywhere between 5-6 inches tbh (6inch= 15.24 centimeters 5inch= 12.7 centimeters for my non American people)

Y-Yearning

He’s horny 24/7/365 ok shut up

Z-ZZZZZZZ

He will be tired but try to stay awake to eat drink take a shower and then he’s out 😘

#kazuichi souda #sdr2 kazuichi #kazuichi x reader #danganronpa #ns/fw

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sxslave4all · 2 months

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This is/has took forever to type as I had to watch it was so mmmmm and knowing both would be having my mouth on them soon for this ho’s cum cleanup use. I almost came without touch. People say him and I are perfect looking couple….if they only knew couple would be stretching our title. I’m his toy, cum drinker, foot fucker, frustration absorber, anger post to use when in bad mood and can’t hurt the one that caused it so that’s what I’m for happy sad mad horny USE ME and I’m a rough sex / bdsm/bi/public humiliation type cum dumpster. Whip me and then let me suck your dick while you watch tv, eat, play on phones, watch porn just make my mouth and the rest be of use. These women messaging me with oh that’s terrible 🙄. Trust he wouldn’t remotely treat me anything but perfect until I told him what I like sexually and in general as a relationship-lovey, touchy, etc. my answer was beat me use me degraded makes me feel amazing. So why live a lie and play sweet vanilla when I want sizzling ghost pepper levels 🤷🏼‍♀️. I was trained young by my first boyfriend whom I was with for years. Once he was vanilla soon as done he said I can’t play a game-I want a whore who loves pain, fuck and suck on demand, will do women w me, someone who does everything I say and want no attitude whining or saying no. You disobey your punishment will be bad. You’d be taught that pain is also pleasure but also believe I’m the male your not so shut up and don’t open your mouth til I need it. You just look pretty and obey. You stay naked always at home and no matter whose there-naked. You fuck whoever and WHATever I tell you wherever however whenever I demand it. Cnc is a factor with some rough things I’ll set up to be done to you sometimes quietly or at a club or sometimes grabbed by a group while u walk to get my smokes half dressed also required. Nipples must always be hard and perfectly visible thru shirt. Skirt no panties and if you bend even a bit you’re on display and stilettosif out You’ll let them do what they want to you then come home get undressed…crawl to me and fkn apologize for them grabbing and having your body, yes you’ll apologize and beg me to give you punishment for a week, then you’ll straddle my leg ask nicely for my foot and rub yourself with it then you’d suck me for hours well I tell ya how awful that was of YOU to entice them. But one day it’ll happen and suddenly you’ll almost cum in excitement cause you love it. I’d whip you, restrain and tie you, I’d deny you then tie you down and put a vibe on your clit and leave for a bit while you cum 20+ times an hour. You’ll be used.By time he was done talking I was stunned. Suddenly he asked if I wanted a taste before deciding-seeing that secretly for some reason it was the biggest turn on. Dated broke upFound him married him divorced when he moved But he’s who finds my current owner. As it’s not easy to find men who want it 24/7 or rough and like my ex, for me it’s a 300 page contract. Do it all or none. So judge me cause I’m a slut I’m a toy. I enjoy punishment especially the worst ones. Judge me for getting off on it. I’m a tramp w holes for men why would I want it different? He’s the man. I’m his. Completely. And judge me for licking pussy and sucking dick—but i aint changing none of it. Having women involved is fkn hot sometimes I love watching his dick penetrating her and talking sweet blah the things I don’t want so he deserves to get those filled Shes more degrading She fills a need in me. And he provides everything for me and would buy me —what I want isn’t at a jewelry store it’s at a bdsm show. It’s who I am and it makes me hot and horny every day since my first. Thank goodness as my purpose starts with a collar, my knees and holes with a side of tits. So know I can’t wait to feel hit by the sting of a belt or inserting something in me and watching him get a kick from it. I’m here to make him happy so if he’s mad beat me til he’s not is my motto. Consent-means a huge difference it’s Shit we agreed on. Occasionally I get the smack across the face 😘

#use me however you want #lesbian sex #free use fantasy #praise k!nk #cnc sub #free use slvt #bd/sm rope #roped girl #ropeplay #degrade and humiliate me #degradation k1nk #degrading k1nk #bd/sm community #bd/sm brat #bd/sm dynamic #bd/sm kink #bd/sm pet #bd/sm relationship #bd/sm slave

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sketchfanda · 6 months

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Kirishima's Mystique:Skater Girl

There were more than a few words one could use to describe a girl like Jackie Lynn Thomas of which to name some in particular. Chill, pretty, sexy, laidback and of course THICC as eff are among those that come to mind. But for someone usually cool as an ocean breeze, she was in a mood that was anything but. Hence why she'd be more than happy to take some part time job in the summer in Japan to be a surfing instructor.

She had to say it was quite the climate around these parts especially at this time of the year. The beaches all having the ideal 3 S: sun, sand and surf all in ideal pristine condition making for some premium waves to ride and catch. Which would normally do the bottom heavy babe wonders for her mood but she was still feeling a little sour and why you might ask? Well it was to do with a boy back home you see, that Jackie thought might be going somewhere in terms of a potential relationship and commitment. But it didn't quite workout that way for one reason or another and right now she needed some space.

But damn if she wasn't feeling the slightest bit lonesome, sure she wasn't looking for a committed sort of union right now but she sure as hell wasn't going to settle for some random fling!! She wasn't a slut who just spread her legs for any guy, or hell even just any girl but hey least she was making a friend or two while she was here. Case in point a regular bestie she clicked with immediately who was a fellow instructor in the surf class and damn if she wasn't a hell of a looker. But then again it wasn't everyday you taught and rode waves alongside the one and only Maya Diva, Jagua del Toro's Lady of the Waves, current exchange student at UA high school.

Jackie:*sipped her drink as she and Maya sat by a local beachside diner on their break on a cozy bench under the shade of a tree. The chill babe softly sighing.*"I got to be honest with you Maya, I'm not having a bad time here but I know I seriously got to do something to just forget that deadbeat back home....."*The aqua streaked blonde mumbled to herself, pinching her brow. Stupid indecisive pretty boys and their unintentional Latin magnetism.*

Maya:*sitting in a way that just naturally oozed her raw sex appeal, rocking her quirkless form look as her and Jackie were turning heads in their surfwear. Eyeing the chill gal with concern while stealthily checking out her bombshell body.* "Would it be too direct for me to say you seriously need to get laid? Because I might have a solution to your problem...."*The shapeshifting babe grinned sensually as Jackie gave her a look of curiosity. The blue haired babe knew she had her, hook and line, now to see if she could reel in.*

Jackie:"It's not a gigolo or something is it? I mean I've heard there are a lot of dudes who got all sorts of weird quirks when it comes their junk or just sex in general but you know I'm not that sort of girl..." *That she certainly wasn't. Hell she left quite a string of putdowns on wanna be Casanovas and flirts who tried picking her up thinking she'd be an easy time. Don't let that thicc body and cool attitude fool you, this girl could be a shark. Which Maya knew made her ideal...*

Maya:*waved her off as she reassured her.*"Nah trust me, this guy is a total teddy bear. You know I mentioned my relationship before right?" *Maya's inner minx felt giddy as Jackie nodded. Oh yes the blonde had been told that Maya was in a threesome relationship with a guy and a girl. But she hadn't quite told her ALL the juicy, spicy details...yet.*

Jackie:"Yeah at your school right? What's that got to with helping out my problem?"*She knew she should suspicious, wary even. More so as Maya gave her a look she could recall seeing the blue haired shapeshifting bombshell was no stranger to pulling. The kind she made when she was likely on the phone to said guy and or girl. Or when she got a no doubt sexy text or picture from them.*

Maya:"Well you see me and my girl love to, what's the word? Oh yeah put our ma out to stud. Believe you me nothing gets me and Pinky so damn wet than seeing himbo rut another girl so bad that he wants to make sure she's getting a bun in her oven. Oh and you my bottom heavy babelicious work of art, I think are just the kind of girl who'd enjoy what he's packing..."*the shapeshifting hottie couldn't help but giggle at jackie's reaction. Yeah lot of women learning for the first time about her, Mina and their kink with their chivalrous stud always got looks like that. But she knew she had curiosity, morbid as it was. Now she had to keep her attention.*

Jackie:"Hold up just to be clear. You're basically telling me you and your co-girlfriend like to have your boyfriend bang other girls? You're saying you're pimping him out to me?" *She could hardly comprehend how Maya was so casual about it. Yet all the same she could feel her snatch quiver and pulse. Arousal flowing as her mind subconsciously wondered what this boyfriend was like. To be able to handle two girls at the same time so well that they even needed extra bodies just to keep him satisfied.*

Maya:*her inner devil screamed Sinker and Jackpot, knowing she had her now. Everyone knows what happens with cats and curiosity but never the part about satisfaction. And Jackie was sure to be getting it plenty. Taking out a pen and paper as she drew-up a rough map and wrote out details like a date and time, handing it to her.* "Oooh yeah, well we prefer to say put him out to stud, pimping implies we'd be making money from it. Our only price is the show we get and if you want to be the next headline act? Just come to the time and place right here."

Jackie shot Maya a suspicious look but accepted the scrap of paper all the same. Putting it away for safe keeping later as they enjoyed the rest of their break and finished off their surf classes for the day before they parted ways. At least for now as Jackie was soon on her fateful skateboard, making her way through the crowds as she had Dead Kennedys playing on her headphones. Soon finding herself at the address, one of UA's College campus dorms as she went to a certain floor and door number and knocked.

It seemed like maybe nobody was home at first before the chill babe certainly heard the approach of voices and footsteps. Definitely no turning back now as the door opened to show none other than Maya who was rocking her au naturale sclay blue form. While standing beside in all her cotton Candy pink glory was Mina Ashido herself and the horned girl eyed snd sized up, clearly liking what she was seeing. Sharing a look with her girlfriend as they grinned and gently pulled Jackie into the apartment and shut the door behind him.

Jackie couldn’t help but blush, she wasn’t usually bicurious but damn if Mina and Maya together could make a girl turn heads and questiin her own sexuality. The fact they were both we earring tank tops and booty shorts certainly was a factor in that as they brought her into a bedroom. This had to be their boyfriend’s for sure as the decor just screamed absolute fitness and machismo. And from the sounds of it, he seemed to be in the bathroom having a shower as she turned to fsce the naughty pair.

Mina:”You know Maya told me so much about you but seeing you in person is a whole other story. I just know Eiji is gonna LOVE you..” *The acid maker purred affectionately as she ran her hands along Jackie’s curves. Getting a good feel of her waist and hips as she made her twitch and squirm. There was no doubt about it, Mina was comfy with other girls as she was with her and Maya’s man. Talk about your dirty pair.*

Maya:”Knew you’d like Pinky and now that Jackie here has your seal of approval, we got the next stage here. Welcome to Casa Amore Jackie girl, now all you got to do is stand there looking pretty while the man of the hour makes his entrance. Then the fun really begins.. *Jackie had a feeling it was too late to backdown now. She pretty much consented the moment she knocked on the door as she turned to the door to the bathroom, seeing no steam or hearing the sounds of the shower running. Her pulse racing as she felt the anticipation tingle within as the door opened. Out stepping Kirishima with his sculpted Herculean body glistening sparkly clean and his modesty preserved by a towel around his waist.*

Kirishima:”Hey girls sorry to keep you waiting, you know I got to get the post workout scent off and I…”*The sturdy stud paused in the middle of his sentence as he noticed they had company. Seeing Jackie who looked at him like she was laying eyes on a work of art. Blushing slightly as he himself found it too easy to look at her and why not? She was a feast for the eyes and she wasn't even naked...yet.*"Hi uh, let me guess, friend of Mina or Maya's"

Jackie:*simply nodded in reply to his query, seeing him grasp his towel around his waist as she took in the view of his upper torso. Those powerful arms, those warm, inviting pecs and those abs. But of course the face was a work of art itself, not overly pretty and angel-faced but certainly not too rugged and macho, if anything it struck an ideal balance between cute and handsome.*"Yeah and right about now...I'm really glad to be so..."*Her voice coming out with a rather husky sensual whisper as she walked up to him close and personal.*

Jackie wasn't sure what had come over her but seeing Kirishima in his current state just seemed to flip a switch in her brain. Suddenly her dry spell issues and her hang-ups back in Echo Creek were becoming a thing of the past. Her face kissing distance from the sturdy hero as she caressed his chest and abs with one hand, the other gently grasping the towel preserving his modesty. Sensual blue eyes locked on curious crimson blood red as she closed the distance between them.

There was a lot she could've said then and there, all variations one way of another of telling this Adonis of a caveman to drop the towel, take that cock and bang her goddamn brains out. But as they say actions spoke much louder than words and this guy was clearly god at reading body language. Any shock or what not gone from his eyes as instead they became soft but determined as his own free hand moved to gently grasp the back of her head. The thicc cutie softly moaning as she soon found her lips being pressed to his as they kissed, proceeding to make out.

Mina and Maya of course were still in the room watching with voyeuristic delight, not that it was bothering her none. Oh no, she was on cloud 9 and it was honestly quite a turn-on, as she and Kirishima deepened their lip-lock. Their tongues dancing together as she traced and felt those shark-like teeth of his. Before she heard the sound of his towel dropping and found his now bare cock pressing itself between her juicy thighs.

her blue eyes glanced downed, a sensual awe filling her as she could tell it was quite a bit of length and girth, pressing against the camel tone of her denim shorts. Unable to help herself as she squeezed and rubbed her thighs against that meat stick as she gasped find Kirishima pulling her shirt up to whip out her tits. A sensual shudder escaping her as she sensually but her lower lip to find the himbo kiss along her neck and grasp her now exposed boobs a firm squeeze. It was surreal to her how much just this fore play alone was making her feel orgasmic before she soon found it getting even better.

Jackie found herself being gently pushed and laid back onto the bed behind them, their lips pressing to each other once more as her tits pressed and rubbed up against those firm pecs. Moaning and gasping as she found that hunk of sexual meat pressing and rubbing against her slit, sticky warm nectar coating that length and girth with plenty of lubrication. Before she soon broke their kiss to let out a deepthroated moan as she felt it penetrate her, inch after inch of Kirishima’s Lil’ Riot sinking into her as it hit just the right sweet spots. Causing her nerves to surge with absolute bliss and pleasure as spine tingling ecstasy flooded her brain.

To think she was cumming from just the penetration when Kirishima soon really got going, his powerful muscles flexing as he pumped his hips. A slow and steady rhythm that to Jackie felt akin to rolling down a hill or swimming out to catch a wave to ride as she held onto those strong powerful arms pinned beside her head. Looking down in awe at their connected loins to see her stomach swollen with the bulge of his cock indicating his size and depth. That womb hammer really standing out as she tucked her tummy, showing off quite the set of abs and highlighting his length and girth all the more.

Jackie:*looks at Kirishima, her blue eyes locked in his blood red ones as they flowed with lust. Sensually biting her lip as she massaged his arms before wrapping hers around his shoulders. Her voice a sexy husky whisper as she was lost in the absolute sexual bliss.*”Mm handsome I’ve only just met you and you’ve made my day. So you take thick juicy meat and fuck, me, hard.”*the moment she said that, she knew her world was about to get rocked.*

Rocked it certainly did as she soon found Kirishima's pelvic thrusts picking up a nice steady increase in intensity and speed. Not to mention force as his hips pumped away like the drill of a jackhammer, those heavy balls slapping her jiggling booty as she curled her spine and toes, holding on for dear life. Hearts glowing in her eyes as orgasms rocked her one after another, her stomach's bulge going up and down in tempo to this biological sex machine who couldn't help but lavish attention on her bouncing tits. Deep-throated moans escaping her as she felt those sharp pointy teeth of his graze her booby skin sensually, her nips being licked and suckled on as if trying to coax milk out of them.

How she loved every second of it, being held in the embrace of such a caveman, yet showered with such passionate sensual affection. Those hands of his working so firmly on her tits and her ass, to say nothing of how he was quite the kisser. Their tongues dancing together in a sloppy tango of spit swapping as that cock continued to work away at moulding the walls of her pussy to its shape. That length and girth hammering out all those annoying little memories buzzing in her head about her woes back in Echo creek especially in regards to that insensitive two timing jackass.

It was a rush of ecstasy on par with the adrenaline she'd feel from riding a high tidal wave or nailing some major tricks and air in the skate park. Seconds to minutes passing their way into hours as Kirishima fucked her raw and with passionate abandon, going from their intimate missionary to a sideways spooning before she found herself grasping and biting the bedsheets as he took her prone bone style. Her apple-bottomed booty jiggling with every delicious impact of their loins as her spine tingled with every orgasm rocking her brain as it hit that sort of primal switch deep inside. Deep subconscious desires equating herself as a bitch in heat being mounted and claimed by an absolute unit of an alpha male as he was rutting her like he intended put a baby inside her. A thought that she absolutely found herself embracing, thinking of herself going around with her belly swelling as it grew with a child from this passionate caveman.

A thought that only made her arousal skyrocket all the more especially as she felt him bite down on her shoulder, their bodies shuddering as they came together. Her pussy squirting as it erupted like a volcano spewing magma, in tandem with that juicy sex meat of his proceeding to pump his baby batter into her womb, ensuring her over was definitely getting some buns inside. Before the skater girl gasped in the midst of her high to find not only had Kirishima not pulled out yet but he was still hard and ready to go. Before she looked aside to see Mina and Maya looming over like a pair of erotic menaces, shamelessly nude as their respective pink and blue bombshells made it clear they were very turned on at this little act of erotic acquaintance between their alpha male and their newfound sex bestie and down to fuck.

Not that Jackie was in any position to protest as her state of horniness was hitting sexual nirvana with the addition of two very equally horny babes. A constant tangle of limbs and torsos as they shifted between combinations of 2 to 3 on one or taking turns one on one whenever someone needed to catch their breath. More so especially when Jackie was given a show of a neat little trick Kirishima could pull off by focusing 1% of his quirk on his dick, ensuring his Lil' Riot wasn't being left out of this game of adult twister. One moment one of them would be getting fucked by that himbo doggy style as she ate out another girl's pussy, the next ould see one sitting on his face as he ate them out while another rode him cowgirl style and made out with the other.

Or gave him a tag team blowjob or boobjob, even jerk him off with their ass which was all the more fun for him given he had 3 prime qualities of buns to hotdog his meat between. For Jackie of course this being her first time being so lewd, each and every position or combination was an unreal but thrilling experience such as having her head hang off the edge of the bed as her newfound bull facefucked her, that glorious hunk of juicy meat pounding her mouth and throat like it was an oral pussy. Her tongue tasting the sublime mix of his seed and the pussy juices of herself, Mina and Maya who of course were no slouches in lavishing her and their man with pornographic affection either. Currently enjoying riding their Red Riot himbo stud in reverse cowgirl as he enjoyed the view of her glorious backside, jiggling booty and all while the alien queen and the lady of the waves were either playing with her tits or kissing her with sloppy passion, tongues dancing together.

Hours ticked on that it wasn't until a few orgasms later that Jackie found herself seeing what time it was as se heard her phone going off. Picking up the vibrating device as she saw a notification indicating a text message, the chill babe frowning as she felt her mood soured to see it was from her ex. oh so now the indecisive simp was looking to make amends? She knew he had his chances and he damn well blew it, quite frankly after today especially, she was considering living and working in japan full time just to have the space and distance between her and that jackass.

Just before she considered deleting the text message and blocking him of course, she looked over to see Kirishima sitting on the bed, that sweet teddy bear of a muscle mountain concerned. Even as Mina and Maya were performing a tandem fellatio on him which made Jackie smile sensually before her brain went off with a lightbulb. Getting a wonderful idea as she typed her response to her ex before setting her phone onto photo and video mode. Seriously feeling her pussy gush at what sort of naughty act she was about to commence as she set her phone on a stand at just the right angle and went back into the fray.

"Hey Diaz, here's what I have to show you about your message. Get. WRECKED!!" was what her text read as her ex would soon get flooded with a series of pictures and videos of Jackie in her latest round of fun with Mina, Maya and their himbo stud. Saucy images one after another spamming his phone with the intent to NTR and cuckold the guy. The cotton candy/bubble gum duo of course adding to it as they took some pretty sweet shots and angles of Jackie's one on ones with their Red Riot. The extreme sports hottie gladly and lustfully declaring herself Kirishima's property which was especially evident by the shark like bite marks marking her skin and the overflow of seed pouring from their conjoined loins.

Suffice to say once Jackie sent one final lewd selfie of her, Mina and Maya resting and laying atop or beside Kirishima, she officially called it quits with her ex and blocked him. Deleting his number as she basked in the welcome afterglow, reminding herself to make plans about moving and setting up residency in Japan. After all, it would help to stay close to her two new besties and the new man in their life. Especially if every other time after this first would just as good,if not better......

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Be My Favorite Ep 11

Last Week: Pear was too decent for anyone in this show, Kwan finally figured out Not is the worst, Kawi and Pisaeng did the do.

This week: my frustration with tumblr is reaching a boiling point, I don't know why I'm even bothering with this when literally no one will even see it. But I truck on because at this point it's habit.

Joy.

Oh interesting, parent meeting about the kiddos. I wonder sometimes if the reason that PIsaeng and Pear were getting married in an alt timeline (at least one of them) is because of these two, but at least in the current one they both seem fairly willing to let their kids be.

And once again, Pear is way nicer than I would be. Mom was selfish. The end. I do get feeling trapped by a life you don't want, but did she not make the decision to be married and have a child? And then she made that child suffer so that she could go off and achieve her dreams, and then had the gall to thank her, to not apologize or appear to feel any remorse for just exiting her life.

But.

But it's probably better for Pear in the long run if she can let go of the bitterness. So for her sake, I'm glad.

Kwan just delete those pics and move on, babe. Not's not worth all this.

So I guess they were going for nerves last week. Clumsily done. So tired of the blushing maiden thing in general, honestly. Can we please retire it forever along with the crazy ex faen trope? Can we please, please, please stop sending the message that one person in the relationship has to be shy and reserved and scared of sex while the other pushes them forward? It's so fucking detrimental, and it just feeds into this idea that to be a "good" girl (or the bottom in BL, because it's always the bottom isn't it? sigh) you can't actually desire sex, can't want it, or you can want it but you also have to pretend not to because good girls don't (but I do). And I'm so so tired of it. SO tired. People have enough hang ups about sex all on their own without media reinforcing this bullshit.

Last week I said that I would hesitantly trust this show with an asexual storyline. I want to take that back now. My trust is revoked, you couldn't handle it properly, show. There's literally nothing wrong with being hesitant about sleeping with someone for the first time (or not wanting to sleep with anyone at all), but there's a way to do it and this show...did not.

Well that theory that the old man is future!Kawi is certainly looking more correct. How else would he know to show up and scold him.

I know how you can get rich, Kawi. Be Pisaeng's sugar baby.

Okay sir, hush your face about in-depth analysis. I am feeling very called out right now.

Yesss thank you dude. It's like with dad. Kawi couldn't prevent his death because he was always going to go. Dad's death is a fixed point. But what Kawi could do - what he finally did do - was fix his relationship with him. He opened up, he told his dad he loves him, he did the work.

Alrighty so we're flashbacking through the rest of college now? This is weird, especially after going through everything else so slowly (if they fast fowarded through a Not redemption I will throw the most massive fit (and for once be glad for this stupid shadowban, since then no one will see the massive tantrum)). If you've done all you meant to why are you not going back to the future (heh) Kawi?

Why is he still asking this question?

And now we're montaging through living together. This ep is turning into the Oprah of montages - and you get a montage! And you get a montage. This makes me more certain than ever that Pisaeng has been doing his own time traveling. The domesticity is cute though.

Pear and Kwan arrived to Christmas together! Still shipping it even though I know it won't come true. Sigh. At least Not isn't at the table. For a hot second I thought he was, that Pear was hugging him, and I almost lost it. But nope, it was Kawi lol. I was about to throw down with this show.

Do NOT test me show I am not in the mood.

Fifteenth time's the charm, eh, Pearmei? Granted it's not like you know that since you don't remember all the timelines, but still.

Me the second I see Pisaeng pulling out those pills: are they gonna kill him off? Would they do that?

Why is this where my brain goes? I mean, it was instant. Just, BOOM are they killing Pisaeng.

Ah, the good old wipe them down when they're sick trope. Good times.

"Do you think I'll die?" Pffft, me and Pisaeng are on the same wavelength. But also maybe don't tease Kawi like that the dude has several issues around his loved ones dying okay. Don't make him pull out that music box, Pisaeng.

HAHAHA is that the first grey hair oh noooo! Fun fact: my sis found her first one when she was like 22. She was not best pleased.

Oh no all this joking about Pisaeng dying but is it going to be Kawi instead? And why do I keep expecting death? People get ill, self.

Ugh, yes, the harsh realities of having no rights regarding the partner you've lived with for years - rights that would be given by default to a straight couple. God I hate it, but I'm happy to see this drum being banged. Because it should be.

Poor Pisaeng. So maybe he didn't travel in time before, but he sure as hell is going to now, because I think Kawi is actually going to die. Or Pisaeng is going to be so terrified of it happening that he can't help himself. But to change it or to make sure it never happens by cutting himself off from Kawi before it can? And then staying in the closet, going abroad, marrying Pear?

Because I truly think that he'd lock them all into a shitty future just to save Kawi's life.

Well at least he tells Kawi what happened.

Have to say, the end part saved this ep for me. I don't know if it's just that I'm already kind of pissed off (thanks tumblr!) or if this ep just started off rough, but I was not feeling it at the beginning. I really want to like this show all the way through. Please don't screw it up in the final hour. Please.

#be my favorite #episode 11 #adventures in shadowbanning

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weirdqueenofadlen · 1 year

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RULES! PLEASE READ THEM!:

I will allow:

Violence, blood, gore, abuse, angst, self-harm, macabre, disturbing, cannibalism, and other morbid things and cursing

I won't allow:

Pedophilia, zoophilia, fetishism, kinks, and NSFW of any kind

Please note: If you choose to block me, please let me know the reason why because it'll make me feel very bewildered and very neurotic if you don't. If you don't like my OC or something in my OC info makes you feel unpleasant, please let me know, and I'll change anything about her to make you feel pleasant. Just please don't block me yet. We can figure things out together, yes? Blocking hurts worse than confronting me about the issue(s) that we can address and figure things out together so we can both joyfully rp together without any unpleasantness

Mun info:

Name: Debbie

Current and legal age: 21

Gender: Female

Pronouns: she/her

Note: I'm mentally stunted in growth, and I sometimes go through age regression. I also have autism and ADHD

About my OC:

Debbie Jung has many different versions depending on the fandom:

1. General OC info for most fandoms

2. Hazbin Hotel/Helluva Boss OC info

3. Debbie Jung HH Heaven AU OC info

Click/tap to read info

General OC info for most fandoms:

Name: Debbie Jung

Age: 7

Height: 3ft 9in

Gender: Female

Pronouns: she/her

Sexuality: Ace, Greyro, and sex-repulsive

Species: Human/witch hybrid

Hair color: brown

Eye color: brown

Style of clothes: she wears an oversized purple hoodie over an oversized pastel purple T-shirt, white sweatpants, purple and white slip-on shoes, glasses, and a purple and white hat with the Anarcha-feminism symbol on it.

Wounds: she has brushes and stab wounds all over her arms, legs, and torso. She also has an open wound on her chest that exposes the inside of her chest where her heart and other organs are visible (she puts on her hoodie to hide all her wounds), there are bruises on her forehead, and part of her forehead is burnt red from chemicals (she hides them with her hat)

Fun fact: she can pull out her heart from her chest and hold it in her hands without dying or feeling pain

An image of her appearance:

An image of her appearance without her hoodie:

Short info about her parents:

Her mother, Susan Mary (formerly Susan Jung) is a witch, and she is a very violent abuser to Debbie and Oscar. She abused them physically and emotionally. She also does witchcraft

Her father, Oscar Jung was a mad scientist (he was also a normal human) who worked in a lot of fields and secretly killed a lot of people. He loved Debbie and he would always try to protect her from Susan until Susan killed him. despite his immoral actions in his laboratory, he tried to prevent Debbie from going down the same path that he went, but he knows that it runs in the family. Susan killed him because she was tired of him trying to protect Debbie from corruption

More info about Debbie Jung:

personality: Despite her age, she has a somewhat mature mindset. She is smart, and she knows wrong from right (sometimes). She can be both innocent and morbid. She considers herself a duality, a balance, a mixture of both good and evil, a mixture of both positive and negative. One minute, she's a wholesome little people pleaser. Next minute, she's a sinister, morbid-minded psychopath. It's like Jekyll and Hyde, but they share the same identity. A lot of times, her neuroticism takes over her to the point that she's very self-doubting, anxious, and even depressed. There are times when she'll actually have some will to be protective of the people that she cares about, and she is a strong believer in anarcha-feminism and justice to achieve what she believes is true freedom. Despite her somewhat mature mindset she still has some of her childish traits, usually when she's in a good or playful mood, she can be mischievous, playful, somewhat childish, she absolutely craves comfort, long hugs, and to be held in someone's arms (most likely because she is starved of affection), she can also be a silly, goofy moron, and she doesn't often throw tantrums but when she does, she'll apologize for it after she calms down. She can be eery and kind of creepy at times as well. She can feel empathy for certain people. Usually her neuroticism takes over whenever she's reminded of her parents (even when she randomly thinks of her parents), she breaks mirrors whenever she looks at her reflection (mainly because of her PTSD), and she is smart with only certain things but she is stupid (and/or ignorant) with a lot of things. I consider her stupidity as comedy somewhat (like for example: whenever she's mixing chemicals together, she thinks she's mixing the correct ones until they explode in her face, or when she's skating in town, she won't look where she's going and she'll hit a sign. She also has a great lack of self-awareness sometimes

neurodivergent: Autism, ADHD, and maybe bipolar

Other disorders and disabilities: visual disability, visually impaired (she is blind in one eye, specifically her right eye), mentally stunted in growth, and PTSD

Powers and abilities: She has telekinesis, duplicating objects, she can teleport herself, other people, and objects, portal creation (she can travel to other dimensions through portals that she can create), eternal youth (she can't physically age. She is stuck at 7 years old), heart reading (she can read peoples’ hearts to discover their true feelings, what they're hiding, what their fears are, and if they're telling the truth or telling lies. It's not 100% accurate because she hasn't mastered it yet. It's 60% accurate), give people hallucinations, invading People's minds to control their dreams (she can only control their dreams when they're asleep), and she can steal peoples’ souls right after killing them and she can put them into the dolls that she enjoys making. It's like an inescapable prison for the souls she captured

Hobbies: playing Retro game consoles, drawing, reading science books, reading articles, and she enjoys making things (Little trinkets, machines, weapons [traditional, hi-tech, and low-tech], dolls, music boxes, clocks, wind-up things, little toy figures, contraptions [decent-looking and ridiculous-looking], automatons, and mosty clockwork objects and some modern and futuristic objects as well). She's also surprisingly very skilled at sword fighting despite her lack of physical strength

Interests: Learning, reading, supernatural, paranormal, witchcraft, playing video games, morbid topics, comfort, pleasing people (she likes to see people smile and feel positive emotions), Anarcha-feminism, being silly, acting stupid (on purpose), being a goofball, and inflicting pain on other people who she believes truly deserves it. She also enjoys circuses, carnivals, looking at neon lights and Intricate details, and she enjoys music. She also enjoys singing whenever she's happily making something (she only decides to sing whenever she's in a very positive mood)

Her backstory: She suffered severe physical and mental abuse from her mother constantly ever since she was born. The only person who cared about her was her father but that was short lived because her mother forced her to watch her father die when she was 4. He was burned alive in front of her. Her mother would beat her 24/7, she stabbed her multiple times with a knife, threw her against the walls, threw chemicals at her, ect. Her mother (who does witchcraft) cursed her with eternal youth so she could never physically age or get physically strong. She eventually discovered that she has telekinesis (probably a side effect from the Eternal youth curse). Debbie secretly practiced her abilities while she was locked in the basement for 2 months. She was gonna make her mother pay for all the brutal things that she did to her. She eventually broke the chain that restrained her ankle to the basement floor, broke through the door, and killed her mother. She then ran out of the house towards the city in the distance beyond the large cornfield that surrounded her mother's house

Favorite food and drinks: Salame, pepperoni, slim jims, beef jerky, blue Kool-Aid, orange juice, Gatorade, and Propel water (she is also a cannibal, she claims humans taste like pork, she likes salame and pepperoni made from the sources of both pigs and humans)

Hazbin Hotel/Helluva Boss OC info:

Name: Debbie Jung

Age: 7

Height: 3ft 9in

Gender: Female

Pronouns: she/her

Sexuality: Ace, Greyro, and sex-repulsive

Species: Human/witch hybrid (in life) Humanoid witch demon (current in hell)

Hair color: brown

Eye color: brown

Wounds: she has brushes and scars all over her arms, legs, and torso. She also has an open wound on her chest that exposes the inside of her chest, where her heart and other organs are visible (she puts on her hoodie to hide all her wounds)

An image of her appearance:

An image of her appearance without her hoodie:

Short info about her parents:

Her mother, Susan Mary (formerly Susan Jung), is a witch, and she is a very violent abuser to Debbie and Oscar. She abused them physically and emotionally. She also does witchcraft

Her father, Oscar Jung, was a scientist (he was also a normal human) who worked in a lot of fields. He loved Debbie, and he would always try to protect her from Susan until Susan killed him

More info about Debbie Jung:

personality: Despite her age, she has a somewhat mature mindset. She is smart, and she knows wrong from right (sometimes). She can be both innocent and morbid. She considers herself a duality, a balance, a mixture of both good and evil, a mixture of both positive and negative. One minute, she's a wholesome little people pleaser. Next minute, she's a sinister, morbid-minded revenge seeker. A lot of times, her neuroticism takes over her to the point that she's very self-doubting, anxious, and even depressed. There are times when she'll actually have some will to be protective of the people that she cares about, and she is a strong believer in anarcha-feminism and justice. Despite her somewhat mature mindset she still has some of her childish traits, usually when she's in a good or playful mood, she can be mischievous, playful, somewhat childish, she absolutely craves comfort and long hugs (most likely because she is starved of affection), she can also be a silly, goofy moron, and she doesn't often throw tantrums but when she does, she'll apologize for it after she calms down. She can be eery and kind of creepy at times as well. She can feel empathy for certain people. Usually her neuroticism takes over whenever she's reminded of her parents (even when she randomly thinks of her parents), she breaks mirrors whenever she looks at her reflection (mainly because of her PTSD), and she is smart with only certain things but she is stupid (and/or ignorant) with a lot of things. I consider her stupidity as comedy somewhat (like for example: whenever she's mixing chemicals together, she thinks she's mixing the correct ones until they explode in her face, or when she's skating in town, she won't look where she's going and she'll hit a sign. She also has a great lack of self-awareness sometimes

neurodivergent: Autism, ADHD, and probably bipolar

Other disorders and disabilities: visual disability, visually impaired (she is blind in one eye, specifically her right eye), mentally stunted in growth, and PTSD

Powers and abilities: She has telekinesis, she can teleport (she can also travel to all the 7 rings of hell by teleporting), she can't physically age (she is stuck at 7 years old), heart reading (she can read peoples’ hearts to discover their true feelings, what they're hiding, what their fears are, and if they're telling the truth or telling lies. It's not 100% accurate because she hasn't mastered it yet. It's 60% accurate), give people hallucinations, invading People's Minds to control their dreams (she can only control their dreams when they're asleep), and she can steal souls (without offering deals, she is a witch after all. She can also put souls into the dolls that she enjoys making. It's like an inescapable prison for the souls she captured)

Hobbies: playing Retro game consoles, drawing, reading science books, reading articles, and she enjoys making things (Little trinkets, machines, weapons [hi-tech and low-tech], dolls, music boxes, clocks, wind-up things, little toy figures, contraptions [decent-looking and ridiculous-looking], automatons, and mosty clockwork objects and some modern and futuristic objects as well). She's also surprisingly very skilled at sword fighting

Interests: Learning, reading, supernatural, paranormal, witchcraft, playing video games, morbid topics, comfort, pleasing people (she likes to see people smile and feel positive emotions), Anarcha-feminism, being silly, acting stupid (on purpose), being a goofball, and inflicting pain on other people who she believes truly deserves it. She also enjoys circuses and carnivals, looking at neon lights and intricate details, and she enjoys music. She also enjoys singing whenever she's happily making something (she only decides to sing whenever she's in a very positive mood)

Her backstory: She suffered severe physical and mental abuse from her mother constantly ever since she was born. The only person who cared about her was her father, but that was short-lived because her mother forced her to watch her father die when she was 4. He was burned alive in front of her. Her mother would beat her 24/7, and she stabbed her multiple times with a knife, threw her against the walls, etc. Her mother (who does witchcraft) cursed her with eternal youth so she could never physically age or get physically strong. She eventually discovered that she has telekinesis (probably a side effect from the Eternal Youth Curse). Her mother discovered this at the same time she did, so she killed her because she believed that Debbie was gonna make her pay for all the brutal things that she did to her. Her mother stabbed her in the chest with a knife 17 times.

Favorite food and drinks: Salame, pepperoni, slim jims, blue Kool-Aid, orange juice, Gatorade, and propel water (she is also a cannibal, she claims humans taste like pork, she likes salame and pepperoni made from the sources of both pigs and humans)

The reason why Debbie ended up in hell: Her mind is very morbid, she enjoys eating pork, and she had experience in witchcraft (and it is said that people don't go to heaven for having a morbid mind, same thing for people who do witchcraft, and people who eat pork)

Note: her father (Oscar Jung) used to be in hell before the angels killed him during the extermination. Debbie thinks that he's in heaven. She literally doesn't know that they killed him out of existence.

Her mother (Susan Mary/Jung) is still alive, and she would most likely end up in hell for sure when she dies

Debbie still has her human physical form even though she's in hell. She even still considers herself as a human

Debbie Jung HH Heaven AU OC info:

Name: Debbie Jung

Age: 7

Height: 3ft 9in

Gender: Female

Pronouns: she/her

Sexuality: Ace, Greyro, and sex-repulsive

Species: Human/witch hybrid (in life)

Humanoid witch demon (formal in hel)

Humanoid witch Angel (current in heaven)

Hair color: brown

Eye color: brown

An image of her appearance:

An image of her appearance without her hoodie:

Short info about her parents:

Her mother, Susan Mary (formerly Susan Jung), is a witch, and she is a very violent abuser to Debbie and Oscar. She abused them physically and emotionally. She also does witchcraft

Her father, Oscar Jung, was a scientist (he was also a normal human) who worked in a lot of fields. He loved Debbie, and he would always try to protect her from Susan until Susan killed him

More info about Debbie Jung:

personality: Despite her age, she has a somewhat mature mindset. She is smart, and she knows wrong from right (sometimes). She can be both innocent and morbid. She considers herself a duality, a balance, a mixture of both good and evil, a mixture of both positive and negative. One minute, she's a wholesome little people pleaser. Next minute, she's a sinister, morbid-minded revenge seeker. A lot of times, her neuroticism takes over her to the point that she's very self-doubting, anxious, and even depressed. There are times when she'll actually have some will to be protective of the people that she cares about, and she is a strong believer in anarcha-feminism and justice. Despite her somewhat mature mindset she still has some of her childish traits, usually when she's in a good or playful mood, she can be mischievous, playful, somewhat childish, she absolutely craves comfort and long hugs (most likely because she is starved of affection), she can also be a silly, goofy moron, and she doesn't often throw tantrums but when she does, she'll apologize for it after she calms down. She can be eery and kind of creepy at times as well. She can feel empathy for certain people. Usually her neuroticism takes over whenever she's reminded of her parents (even when she randomly thinks of her parents), she breaks mirrors whenever she looks at her reflection (mainly because of her PTSD), and she is smart with only certain things but she is stupid (and/or ignorant) with a lot of things. I consider her stupidity as comedy somewhat (like for example: whenever she's mixing chemicals together, she thinks she's mixing the correct ones until they explode in her face, or when she's skating in town, she won't look where she's going and she'll hit a sign. She also has a great lack of self-awareness sometimes

neurodivergent: Autism, ADHD, and probably bipolar

Other disorders and disabilities: visual disability, visually impaired (she is blind in one eye, specifically her right eye), mentally stunted in growth, and PTSD

Interests: Learning, reading, supernatural, paranormal, witchcraft, playing video games, morbid topics, comfort, pleasing people (she likes to see people smile and feel positive emotions), Anarcha-feminism, being silly, acting stupid (on purpose), being a goofball, and inflicting pain on other people who she believes truly deserves it. She also enjoys circuses and carnivals, looking at neon lights and intricate details, and she enjoys music. She also enjoys singing whenever she's happily making something (she only decides to sing whenever she's in a very positive mood)

Favorite food and drinks: Salame, pepperoni, slim jims, blue Kool-Aid, orange juice, Gatorade, and propel water (she can't eat pork while in heaven and she definitely can't eat people neither)

The reason why Debbie got redeemed into heaven:

She did some good deeds, she felt empathetic for some people, she helped Charlie with whatever she needed, she tries her best to please people, and she sacrificed herself to save her new found friends and family

Note: her father (Oscar Jung) used to be in hell before the angels killed him during the extermination before Debbie was killed by her mother. Debbie thought that he's in heaven. She literally doesn't know that they killed him out of existence. She will ask Adam about this (she will be very devastated when she finds out the truth)

Her mother (Susan Mary/Jung) is still alive and she would most likely end up in hell for sure when she dies

Debbie still has her human physical form even though she's in heaven. She even still considers herself as a human

#introduction #oc rp blog #child oc

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tumbleringismycopingmechanism · 1 year

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11-33, 36, 37, 40, 41

Thanks for all the asks! (Totally not using this to procrastinate learning for my next exam 🙈)

11: Best friend?

Tbh, noone really comes to mind. I'm not really good at holding contact, so I don't really talk to my school friends anymore, and I'm awful at making new friends, so I don't have any friends from uni either. The only people I consider friends currently are the handful of people that text with me on here, but I've known most of them for less than a year (heck, mostly even less than half a year) and we usually only text like once or twice a week (sometimes less), so I don't think any of them count as a best friend either.

12: Relationship status

I'm single and have been wondering for a while now if maybe I should try to remain single because I'm not sure I'm fit for a relationship rn

13: Biggest turn ons

I'm not sure how to answer that, because while I'm into wg stuff and bigger guys, I'm not sure it turns me on irl (as in, I will find it cute/sexy but I'm not sure I'd get sexually turned on, if that makes sense. I'm not really fond of the idea of having sex anyways, and the only times I kissed someone so far I disliked it as well, which is why I'm wondering if I'm somewhere on the ace spec.)

14: Biggest turn offs

Well, for one, an unlikeable personality (e.g. if someone's racist, sexist etc., doesn't matter how hot their body may be, I'm turned off). Apart from that, I'd advise you to look at the jars on my pinned post. Pretty much every one that is empty is gonna be a turn off for me.

15: Favorite movie

I'm a sucker for Sleeping Beauty (1959). (I'm a sucker for fairytales and their retellings in general, but this movie is the one dearest to me.)

16: I’ll love you if

... you spend time with me without me having to ask (or beg) you for it. Because most people don't.

17: Someone you miss

Weird as it may sound, some of my old teachers

18: Most traumatic experience

I think the one that has influenced my life the most is probably my best friend that I'd had since kindergarden deciding overnight that not only we weren't friends anymore, but to bully me through the entirety of 4th grade. (The breaking with me as friends part was well justified, the bullying feels like it was probably the over-reaction of a 10-year-old.)

19: A fact about your personality

I love being amongst people, until I realize that I'm shit at interacting and that me being there is no different to me not being there - then I get melancholic and need a break or leave entirely

20: What I hate most about myself

My social incompetence and my competitiveness as well as my eagerness to please

21: What I love most about myself

My creativity (though I'm usually not capable of expressing it in the way I want to)

22: What I want to be when I get older

Happy

23: My relationship with my sibling(s)

Could be better. I think both of my sisters dislike me for opposing reasons

24: My relationship with my parent(s)

Could be better. I feel like neither of them was really there for me growing up, but now that I'm an adult they seem to wanna rectify that - which just feels weird because it's like two strangers suddenly want to spend time with me

25: My idea of a perfect date

I've always wanted to lie underneath the stars and stare up into the universe with someone

26: My biggest pet peeves

The only one that comes to mind rn is my sister somehow managing to drop water on half our bathroom floor when taking the two steps from the sink to the towels every single time. (I'm sure I have tons more though)

27: A description of the girl/boy I like

Edit: almost forgot this one.

Well, in general, kind men with a chubby figure

28: A description of the person I dislike the most

Okay, so the first one that comes to mind is a girl I went to school with. She was usually a huge bitch but when she was in a somewhat decent mood she'd always act super casual, like she didn't spend 99% of her day trying to find new ways to mock/insult you. I also suspect she's kind of a gold digger, because the guy she dated (and still dates) has the personality of a brick but is really fucking loaded

29: A reason I’ve lied to a friend

The only thing that comes to mind rn is that I was super ashamed of my crush in high school, so whenever my friends asked if there was someone I found cute, I'd lie and say there wasn't

30: What I hate the most about work/school

The pressure of it all. I usually feel like I should be ashamed when I spend even a minute on myself, because there's always something else I could/should do for uni (like right now for example...). But also, all courses make it seem like there's exactly one proper way to be a teacher, and if you don't fit into that, you fail your students (like, supposedly as a teacher you should be capable of making your students interested in your subject, make sure they don't get any mental health problems because of school, teach the subject in a way that shows the students how it connects to (their) everyday life, follow the curriculum, be close to your students but not too close, anticipate and avoid any misconceptions that may apear, etc.). Idk, it just feels like a bit much sometimes, especially when you have to have all of that in the back of your mind while standing in front of 30 people and teach.

31: What your last text message says

It's in German, but it roughly translates to "I'm leaving soon; is there anything I should take with me for you?"

32: What words upset me the most

In the recent past:

Being accused of fetishising gay people (and my sister half-agreeing with the accusation)

My mother sometimes casually refering to the time spent with me instead of working as "time wasted"

Someone telling me that a compliment I got from a teacher at the end of my school time wasn't as special as I had hoped, because it's something they say regularly to students when they graduate

33: What words make me feel the best about myself

Honestly, I'm not sure words can do anything to make me feel good about myself anymore. I'm so used to getting nice words but actions that don't match them that I think at this point my default is just smiling, thanking you for the kind words (maybe giving you some in return, if I can think of them quick enough) and feeling hollow inside

36: Where I would like to live

I like my home town and plan on moving back there when I'm done studying

37: One of my insecurities

My weight/figure

40: Who wish I could be

Depends on my mood. Sometimes I wish I were literally anyone else. Sometimes it almost feels enough to just want to be the best version of myself. Sometimes I want to be a version of me that I know will never exist. 🤷‍♀️

41: Where I want to be right now

Approximately a week in the past, actually studying for my exam instead of putting it off for so long. (Also, once the exam is over my answer might be France or Italy, or maybe somewhere I've never been before.)

#me #asks #thanks for the asks #i love getting asks

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servin-up-surveys · 1 year

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survey #159

Can you commit to one person? Yes, I personally am a deeply monogamous person.

Do you shave your nether regions? Completely personal decision, no, I only ever paid attention to the bikini line way back when as a teen and I was comfortable wearing them, but now I have like, no reason to. I especially think it's a bad idea with how my skin reacts to shaving anyway, I become incredibly itchy and I'm prone to ingrown hairs. Shit just ain't worth it. I don't care what others do and I don't have a preference in partners.

How long can you just kiss until your hands start to wander? Uh this varies, like a lot????? Most importantly, how serious are we, but also where are we and what is the general mood between us?

Is there someone mad because you’re dating/talking to the person you are? No, certainly nobody that I know of.

What’s your opinion on age differences in relationships? If you are both legal adults, I literally do not care. You do what you want to do with the partner who wants to be with you. I do agree it's very problematic when especially celebrities target young people, like that is a very real and alarming thing with often manipulative motives behind it, but this certainly isn't always the case. *I* personally don't think I could go beyond a 10-year gap in a partner (and I'm completely disinterested in much younger than me), but that is for me and my relationship alone, other adults can make their own adult decisions.

What’s your dirtiest secret? Nothing very "dirty" honestly, just doing things in beds we shouldn't have, but I feel like most people have done something like this at some point lmao

Do you have a best friend? I confidently consider my boyfriend my best friend, but if you exclude him and also my mom for being "more" than mere friends, then I don't currently. I'm closest with Mazzy and Tez, but simply considering the "best" friendships I've had in the past, it's not entirely the same. I know when I see someone as my best friend, I feel like everyone just knows it in their gut.

What country are you from? I've never left the USA, ugh get me the fuck OUTTTTTTTT

Did you finish high school? I did, then everything went down the drain. My brain just melted shortly after high school, like I really do blame both how viciously over-medicated I was but also my trauma for doing some WILD shit with my head and my ability to process and remember information, because it was exactly around this period where things just changed.

Favorite fictional character? Pyramid Head from the Silent Hill franchise.

Do you count your steps when you walk? No, and I majorly pity those who do have that obsession, it sounds fucking miserable, I've always thought that. OCD in general is.

Would you date someone who’s know for cheating, and if yes, why? I really don't think I'd be able to.

What age do you think is appropriate for kids to start having sex? Well, kids shouldn't be having sex, but I am aware how unrealistic it is to expect most people to wait until they reach the magic age of 18, because they regularly don't, so I'm gonna cut the majority of the population a bit of slack and say absolutely never before 16, but that really just is an arbitrary number. I think maturity has more to do with this than precise age, that and discipline to sticking to never neglecting birth control methods.

Do gay, lesbians, bisexuals, or transgender people bother you? Obviously not when you consider I'm a pansexual, and although a cis person, I am all for trans rights, like I'd die fighting to protect those.

Have you ever been front row at a concert? Which one(s), and how was the experience? No.

What's the strongest earthquake you've ever experienced? I've never experienced one, for which I'm extremely grateful, they sound terrifying.

Have you ever been told you look like a celebrity? No, not that I recall.

Do you own a leather jacket? No, but I have ALWAYS wanted a faux black one, ever since like the start of high school, maybe even before.

Do you have any cereal in your house at the moment? Yeah, we have some Special K and Cheerios, off the top of my head.

Is the street you live on short, long, or somewhere in the middle? It's pretty short, because we live in a development, so there's lots of turns as the roads wind around.

Who was the last person to call you baby/babe? Girt is the only one who ever does, so it woulda been him.

When you’re at the grocery store do you use the self checkout? Dude honestly we don't even go in the store anymore, if it's a place like Wal-Mart; Mom just does those orders where you pick the groceries up, like employees get everything for you. It's easier and quicker, and it's also apparently saved us money, because she's not passing things in the store and thinking "hm didn't plan to get that but it sounds good," stuff like that. Before Covid happened and these pick-ups became a regular thing, if we went inside for not all that much, yeah, we often opted for self-checkout.

If you were abandoned in the wilderness, would you survive? Oh I'm fully aware I wouldn't.

What is a compliment you receive often? That my hair is nice.

Do you like your parents? Yeah, I love them. My dad isn't perfect and I'm very aware of where he's messed up, but I also know how to recognize that he tries.

Where is the furthest place you’ve traveled? Illinois, Chicago general area, so high up.

Which do you prefer, to eat or sleep? I mean I generally find eating more enjoyable than sleeping, but it really depends on what I need in that moment.

What did you do on New Year's Eve? I feel like Mom and I had a drink and just chilled here at home.

Who makes you happiest right now? Girt.

Will you donate organs after you pass? Definitely, I am a massive advocate for this sort of stuff, like you are not going to need ANYTHING in your body after your die, so let it help somebody if it can. It's like a last act of kindness.

Which fictional character can you not stand? Uh, I don't know about can't stand.

What do you think people have an unnecessary stick up their ass about? Good lord, conservative toddlers losing their shit when a brand they like shows support for minority communities, like LGBTQ+ most prominently. People deciding they're no longer buying that beer, no longer shopping in that store, like holy fuck congrats you're a literal walking dumpsterfire of a person.

What common advice do you think never works? Ha, honestly a lot, like everyone's different and different things will work for different people. A strong one though is when people advise depressed or just mentally ill people to "think positively," like it's not that fucking easy. Depression is a literal illness of an organ, and it's basically the equivalent of telling someone with cancer to consciously decide to no longer have cancer. You can't snap your fingers and fix it.

Do you have the same religious beliefs as your parents? No. I'm positive my mom's Christian, but she's the kind that uses her faith for good and only good, she really does, and never tries to impose it into someone else's life. I'm quite sure my dad's a Christian, especially given how fiercely religious his wife is, but I've never seen him act on it, and he doesn't talk about it. I guess the title that best suits me is agnostic, but I can tell you I very much don't believe in a god that takes care of this planet like its baby, and I don't envision it's anything like any god I know of.

Would you ride a motorcycle if given the chance? (Or have you?) No, I don't think so, I just don't trust them. I think the only case where I MIGHT do it is with my mom driving, she fucking loves motorcycles and it's always been a dream of hers to have one. I trust her with my life and I know she'd love it.

What's your favorite Led Zeppelin song? "Kashmir" wins pretty easy, I honestly haven't loved a whole lotta songs by them that I've heard, even when I was really big into classic rock. I very much respected them, though.

How do you treat yourself? Most likely I'd let myself have a soda.

Are you going to pursue a career according to what you enjoy? I'm very much trying. Doing anything artistic though and gaining traction is pretty damn hard when you're not like, family of somebody already famous; building an art career from the ground up is fucking brutal.

What happens to your old clothes? Mom either donates them or throws them out, it depends on multiple things.

What’s your favorite frozen treat? In general, ice cream, but specifically, these snowcones you can get from a business native to NC, Pelican's SnoBalls, in a few spots. It's insanely customizable and their "menu" is absolutely massive, having so many flavors and other treats you can add into it, and this place is FLOODED in the spring/summer months, it's literally depressing when they close for the winter, lol. You've never had a shaved ice product better than this place, it was literally Sara's favorite thing about here, haha. They even have dog-friendly products! In such a hot state it's great for when a dog is with you in the car, especially when your car doesn't have working AC, lol.

Teach me something in another language. Uh not writing in the language itself, but I always thought it was interesting how numbers 21+ are read in German; it's backwards to English-speakers, like you read the smallest numeral first, then the second, third, etc.; like 26 just as an example would be read "sechsundzwanzig," despite the two coming first in the number itself. It gets more complicated as you pass 100 thresholds though; if there's a comma in numbers because of its size, you do say like, how many billions there are before the millions. It's bonkers how long you can make a singular word in German if you're writing out numbers in non-digit form.

What type of music do you like and why? Most kinds of metal and rock, and I'm particularly fond of electronic elements being added to music like that.

Would you be/are you a good role model to a younger sibling? I'm not, Nicole has exceeded me as a human in a number of ways; it's hard to believe she's my "little" sister. Pretty sure I'm always going to see myself as the disappointing/embarrassing sibling.

Have you ever dated someone you work with? No.

List all of your siblings’ middle names. "Nicole" and "Marie" are the only two that I remember.

What was the last present someone gave you and what was the occasion? A bouquet of flowers, for completing physical therapy.

When was the last time you left the house? Where’d you go? Yesterday, to get my tattoo finished.

What’s the most number of people you’ve ever lived with? I want to say the most was five; on two different instances Misty and Bobby lived with us when I was a little kid, but neither stayed permanently for different reasons.

Do you have any pets? How long have you had them? I've had Venus since 2017, and Roman 2018. We've had Cookie less than two years, I know.

Do you like flowers? If so, what type? Of course, I love all flowers for their individual beauty, like I'm one of those people that totally agrees with calling flowers "nature's candy." Does anybody not like flowers, aesthetically?

Do you know anyone who has an odd pet? What do they have? I'm sure I do, but this also depends on what you consider as "odd."

Do you like sapphires? Are they your favourite gemstone, or if not, what is? Sapphires are gorgeous, yeah, but I definitely prefer things like opals, specifically dragon's breath opal. Opals can just be so many different colors.

Did you have a traditional gender colored room when little? Pink, purple? No.

Can you read sheet music? I USED to be able to, I remember very little now.

Do you know who your latest ex is dating? I have no idea if she's with anyone, I never let myself check her socials out or anything.

What are your plans for the weekend? It is the weekend; I'm not doing anything today, but tomorrow, Mom and I go to Girt's place for this yearly dinner they do in memory of his dad; it's his favorite meal. It includes things that are very popularly disliked (such as chicken hearts), and thankfully because of last year I think they already know I'm not eating/am eating before coming, I know at least Girt knows.

Have you ever dated someone who was emotionally or mentally unstable? Yes.

Do you have to sleep with a television on? No, I very much prefer no TV, unlike how I was as a kid. It's distracting, and I already have enough trouble falling asleep.

If you were offered to smoke some weed right now would you accept? No, I never want to smoke anything.

What did you purchase last? I paid the remaining cost to finish my tattoo yesterday.

Do you think your most recent ex misses having you around? No.

Ever seen your best friend cry? Yes, once. It's pretty damn hard to make him cry.

Do you have any brothers? If so, what are their names? Yes; his legal name is Robert, but I've always known him as Bobby.

Ever thought you would be with someone forever? I sure did, so intensely that I really, really, REALLY did consider it an indisputable fact; at that time, a future didn't exist for me without Jason, like it FACTUALLY was not possible that we were going to split, and I know that's exactly why our breakup resulted in literal, diagnosed PTSD. It completely destroyed my way of thinking, it just flipped my brain entirely on its head, and I couldn't cope for a very, very long time.

What grades did you get in middle school? Pretty much solely As and Bs.

Last time you used a knife? Yesterday for dinner, Mom made steak.

What’s one thing you’ve never done but would like to try? Travel out of the country.

What are you doing for Valentine’s Day? Uh I have no idea what we're doing next year for it, it's already passed for '23.

What month did you come into the world in? February.

Do you prefer rabbits to mice? No; I love both, like a lot, but I know more about mice and rats and find them to be very interesting creatures and fantastic, loving pets.

Who out of all the people you know reasonably well is the most "dark?" Uh I really don't know, I have a lot of friends that like dark aesthetics, but they aren't dark people.

Favourite chocolate-based candy? Reese's!

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bloodiedmedic · 1 year

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Vanilla Sunday Meme // 6. Does your muse steal clothing from their partner? (and/or) 25. How interested is your muse in sex and sexual activity?

For Alexis.

6: If they are comfortable enough with their partner yes I think they do. Particularly if their partner is bigger than they are, and they can fit nicely into their partner's clothing. Alexis will "borrow" a shirt, or hoodie, or something else like that just to lounge around in.

25: They actually have a pretty high sex drive when in a relationship or in a situation when they are feeling more secure, and safe and able to be themselves. Alexis doesn't actually enjoy almost always presenting full masc, or fully covered up masc with button up and coat and all. When they are feeling more secure and safe you going to see them slide through a lot of different presentations which does include the coat and all yes, but their current presentation is rooted in not having felt safe for years. When they are feeling more secure, and all Alexis absolutely goes to the club and enjoys hook ups. The funny thing is they are surprisingly good at it if only because of their "This is who I am, and fuck you if you don't like it. Now let me buy you a drink and you can experiment a bit tonight what do you say sexy?" style attitude. They are fully aware that their presentation has given people what they feel is a "safe" way to experiment with their sexuality in the past, and Alexis is honestly fine with that for one night stands.

For Ms. Gold

6: Yes she steals clothing. To fix it. She doesn't steal it to wear however because for various reasons most clothing doesn't fit Ms. Gold without first being tailored and modified. Reasons I won't get into yet because spoilers honestly. So generally speaking, and in the way this question probably means no she doesn't.

25: This varies depending on if she is in a relationship or not. If she isn't in a relationship she has a very low sex drive. Why? Because she is literally centuries old, and yes she has done that. Done that as well. Yes dearie that too. No dearie you cannot introduce something she hasn't done if you are a mortal, or used to be mortal. If you are some type of demon, or whatever else maybe than you can however can you be trusted? It's so much easier for her to just get herself off on the occasions she's in the mood than to deal with the various mating dances humans, or whoever else are currently using. With that said if she's in a relationship her sex drive largely echoes that of her partner, but because she enjoys touching and feeling them Ms. Gold probably pushes her partner's sex drive higher than it would be normally simply because she absolutely makes them feel confident and (to her) attractive and all. So in a relationship she has anywhere from a "normal" sex drive to a rather high one.

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piecksz · 3 years

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three’s a crowd | (m)

pairing: reiner x fem!reader x eren

warnings: nsfw, oral sex (female recieving), cuckolding, male masturbation, penetrative sex, voyeurism, slight degredation, slight angst, light mention of drugs, explicit language

summary: reiner’s attempt at hiding his attraction towards you fails, but lucky for him, eren’s feeling generous.

words: 4.6k

a/n: this was so much longer than i planned for.....well.....shit LMAOOO

a/n x2: I FORGOT TO ADD if you guys wanna listen to the song i looped like 47 fucking times while writing this, bc i feel like it fits reiner in this one shot kinda well, u can listen to recognize by partynextdoor (feat. drake) :p enjoy

Reiner hated Eren.

He hadn’t gone into living with someone he’d never met in person before with innumerable expectations, but he wasn’t banking on his roommate to be his polar opposite. He hated the sound of Eren’s riotous music into the early hours of dawn. He hated the unbearable malodor of his marijuana dependence, and he hated the way he carried himself with an intolerable air of arrogance, but as much as Eren’s living habits irritated him, it was the fact that Eren had you that presided over all of his grievances.

Being a witness to it made Reiner sick, knowing that you were leagues above Eren, and surely you deserved someone respectable, but somehow he’d charmed you into a long-term relationship, and Reiner wondered how he’d managed it. If by some miracle it had been up to him, Reiner speculated that he would be a viable match for you--that was if he had those sentiments for you--and he reassured himself he didn’t hold any promiscuous feelings towards his roommate’s girlfriend.

Yet it was hard for Reiner to rationalize the obscene thoughts that pervaded his mind at 2 AM. His clock displayed the time in bold red numbers, an indication that he should have been fast asleep, but you had decided to spend the night, and he already understood what that entailed.

The walls in their apartment were thin and did an insubstantial job of muting the noise that traveled between rooms. Reiner boasted the privilege of having his room right next to Eren’s, which meant he could hear everything that happened on the other side of the barrier. He heard every whimper, every groan, every time Eren praised you for taking him so well, and every time he admired how irresistible you looked while he fucked you from the back. The sound was so lucid he could count exactly how many rounds you guys had gone, and it was usually two, three if Eren hadn’t seen you in a while which was rare.

You two were hard to ignore, no matter how hard Reiner had tried, meaning he was also up late, listening while you two coupled. Your cries of stimulation, however, he didn’t mind as much. In truth, Reiner was always tempted to slip his hands into his pants and get himself off to the sound of your enticing whimpers, but he would discourage himself, deciding it was against his better judgement. Instead he would opt to cover his ears with his pillow, flipping over onto his side and dedicating his total effort to falling asleep.

Of course, Reiner had long established that he didn’t like you, but he swore he could make you feel better than Eren could.

It was around midday when Reiner returned to their apartment after committing his morning to helping his long-time friend, Pieck, pack up the furniture at her studio in preparation to move. They were halfway finished with stowing away Pieck’s belongings before she realized they didn’t have enough boxes and apologized, asking Reiner if he’d be willing to return the following day to help her load up her remaining things. He obliged, guiltily happy that he was being dismissed early.

Reiner kicked off his shoes and ambled into the kitchen to set down the food he secured on his way home, but he paused momentarily to scrutinize the condition of the living room, discerning Eren’s obvious trace.

The TV was on, but it sat idly, blinking images of some prime time movie Reiner couldn’t recognize, and Eren’s drug paraphernalia was left scattered on the coffee table, his bong alongside his stray lighter and grinder.

“Eren!” Reiner had prompted him on several occasions, reminding Eren that just because he thought electricity was a necessary utility and should be free, didn’t mean it was, they still had to pay for it. He also requested that he put his bong away after he was done smoking since it wasn’t permitted in their building, but Eren seemed heedless to that demand too. “Eren!”

Reiner anticipated a response, but huffed when he received only silence. Leave it to his roommate to blight his good mood in record time. He mumbled inaudibly, swiping the remote off the table to turn the TV off, and then reluctantly bending down to tidy the space of Eren’s things.

“Hi, Sunshine. You’re up and about early.”

Reiner straightened himself out and turned around, unaware that you’d been over. He missed your approaching footsteps. Had you stayed the night? He didn’t hear anything from Eren’s room the previous evening which was unusual to say the least. Maybe you’d stopped by earlier that morning while he’d been out.

“Hey,” he replied meekly. “Sorry, I didn’t know you were here.”

Reiner’s eyes looked you over swiftly, slightly startled at the lack of clothing covering your bottom half. You were only wearing a loose shirt that stopped dangerously at your hips and a pair of lace undergarments, but naturally, you didn’t seem the least bit phased. You’d practically lived with them. When you weren’t in class or at your part-time job, you were at their apartment, leading Reiner to wonder if you forgot you had a place of your own.

“It’s fine,” you smiled. “Sorry Eren left all of his shit out. I don’t know how I know the house rules and he doesn’t.”

Reiner snorted. “He knows them, he just doesn’t care.” His voice was casual although he walked hastily into the kitchen to avoid looking at you. He stored Eren’s bong in the vacant cupboard above the microwave before throwing his other tools into a miscellaneous drawer.

As if on cue, Eren wandered out of his room languidly, carelessly shrugging a jacket onto his unclad upper body. Reiner took that as a sign that his lunch would be best enjoyed in his room. He was already irked, and wasn’t in the headspace to deal with the current atmosphere.

“What’d you get?” you questioned, leaning over the counter with mirth. You paid little attention to the way Eren came up behind you, circling his arms around your waist and resting his chin in the curve of your shoulder. You looked more interested in the alluring smells wafting from the paper bag in Reiner’s hand.

Another thing he hated about Eren was his shameless PDA. It appeared he adored showing you off, letting everyone know that you were his, but God--how could anyone forget when it seemed he was incapable of keeping his hands off of you. Reiner himself recognized that you were a prize, from your lively eyes that were a marriage of subtle hues to the way your lips curled upwards when you grinned. He even noticed the curve of your breasts’ shape through your shirt. If Reiner had you, he’d want you all to himself.

He shook the thought out of his head.

“I just got something small on the way home.” He forced a smile. “If I’d known you were over I would have gotten you something too.”

“Why do you treat Y/N better than you treat me?” Eren asked, sounding only a little bit offended.

Reiner pretended to think before he responded. “Ah, maybe it’s because I don’t like you.”

You laughed at Reiner’s reply, and Eren only smiled, but Reiner detected something else behind his expression. Mischief.

“Do you like Y/N?”

Reiner creased his eyebrows together. “Of course.” He hadn’t read too much into the question. He did like you. You weren’t just easy on the eyes, but you were great company too. That was the only reason he didn’t mind lending their apartment to you as a second home, he enjoyed being around you.

You let out an exaggerated aww after he answered. “I like you too, Reiner.”

Reiner chuckled, shaking his head, but inside he was telling his heart to calm down. You didn’t mean it like that.

Eren hummed absentmindedly, swaying side to side slowly while you rocked along to his movement.

“Do you wanna fuck her?”

Reiner gripped the bag in his hand tightly, and his smile faltered in shock, reeling from the bombshell of Eren’s question. “What?” Did he hear him correctly?

You looked just as surprised, exclaiming your boyfriend’s name and craning your neck to look at him.

“I’m kidding,” he dismissed, but Reiner could tell he wasn’t from the way Eren’s eyes didn’t waver from him.

What Reiner didn’t know was that Eren had caught onto him. He’d known for a while, which was why he was particularly touchy with you around Reiner, showing you off, not caring whether you walked around their apartment scarcely dressed, it was because Eren enjoyed having something that someone else wanted. He saw the way his roommate acted around his girlfriend, reserved and quiet, more than he usually was, and he even noticed the way Reiner’s eyes dipped down to your chest in the moment because Eren was exceptional at paying attention to detail.

You must have detected how uncomfortable Reiner felt because you delivered a brief jab to Eren’s ribs with your elbow.

“Eren, that’s not fucking funny,” you chided. “Do I need to put you in time out?”

“It’s fine,” Reiner interrupted quickly. He didn’t want you defending him because you were oblivious. It only made the situation more embarrassing than it already was since, truthfully, the thought had crossed his mind more than once.

Eren reiterated his question, eyes narrowed at Reiner. “So do you?”

You sighed heavily and looked at Reiner apologetically. He could feel his face growing hot, and he prayed it wasn’t obvious he was as flushed as he felt. He just wanted to get out of there as fast as possible.

Reiner released a humourless chuckle. “Grow up, Eren.” He slipped past the two of you, but he didn’t get far.

“I’m only asking because I’m feeling charitable. You wouldn’t mind, would you baby?”

Reiner could hear Eren pressing a series of ticklish kisses against your skin, causing you to laugh through your answer.

“I mean, I wouldn’t mind if Reiner doesn’t mind.”

Reiner brought his teeth down hard on the tip of his tongue. He was surprised that Eren was so secure in his relationship that he would willingly allow another man to have his way with his girlfriend. He wasn’t sure if his suggestion was insane or ingenious, because Eren had taken control of the one thing that threatened any relationship: infidelity, something so unvirtuous wouldn’t stop him from loving you. You and Eren were so committed to each other that a simple fuck meant nothing.

Reiner hesitated, but figured an opportunity like this was rare. He had both Eren’s permission and yours, yet he still didn’t believe his sincerity until you were in Eren’s room, starting to strip out of your clothes.

His chestnut eyes drifted over to Eren, slouched lazily in the chair he casually pulled out from his desk. “You’re gonna watch?”

Eren lifted a thick eyebrow, resting his thumb under his chin with an index finger against his cheek, looking unimpressed by Reiner’s obvious reservations. “You think I’d let you fuck my girlfriend without me here?”

Reiner slid a tense hand over the back of his neck, rubbing away the uncomfortable heat that creeped up his back and diffused to the tips of his ears. He figured that was reasonable considering the circumstances, after all, he was only fucking you because Eren had allowed it.

There was nothing more intoxicating to Reiner than your bare form, scanty pink lace clinging to your hips the only thing preventing you from being completely naked in front of him. His gaze dipped from your simpering smile down to your collarbones and then down to your breasts, perfectly sculpted to your figure.

Reiner made no efforts to move despite his insatiable urge to grab you in his arms and make certain that you were left satisfied. He feared he’d look too eager to Eren who was observing from the sidelines, but you paid little attention to your audience of one as you sauntered towards Reiner, closer and closer, until your arms slid around his neck and you pressed your chest to his torso.

Reiner’s body was strung so tightly, he was afraid he might snap. It seemed you took notice of the way his muscles tensed once your delicate fingers ghosted over the nape of his neck because your suggestive expression waned, and instead, your eyebrows creased with sincere concern.

“You okay?”

He couldn’t respond, but to be fair, it was because his heart was hammering against his chest and he wasn’t sure how to make it stop. He looked over at Eren again, who, fortunately, didn’t seem to pay much attention to him. Instead, your boyfriend’s stare was fixed on your backside, likely admiring how luscious you looked from his perspective.

“I’m over here.” You laughed and pressed a gentle finger to Reiner’s chin, redirecting his focus back to you. “Just relax.”

He swallowed, chuckling to soothe his unease. “I’m trying.”

Reiner wasn’t sure why he felt so unassertive in your presence. He didn’t hold a record like Eren did, but he also wasn't abstinent by any means. This, though, felt different. He was dealing with several months of pent-up sexual frustration that could only be satisfied by you and no one else. He knew because he’d tried.

Reiner drew in a ragged breath as you leaned into him, breathing heavily through his mouth until you closed the space in between you two, then he continued breathing heavily through his nose. At first, he made no efforts to close his eyes, afraid that the imagery in front of him was a mirage inspired by his own imagination and would disappear if he so much as blinked. His lips were timid, body taut under your touch, but you seduced his mouth, reining him in until he melted into the kiss.

He pushed back against you with fervor and desperation, outlining the shape of your bottom lip with his tongue before nipping at the soft flesh. You released a quiet whimper, intensifying the lust swelling in the pit of his stomach, and Reiner forced his tongue past your teeth, claiming your mouth while his wandering hands settled audaciously against your ass.

Your hands slid over his shoulders and crafted biceps until they tugged hastily against the hem of his shirt, and Reiner immediately understood your cue, withdrawing his mouth from yours to give himself just enough time to slip out of it. He dipped down again to deliver another kiss, but he was deterred by the feeling of your palm against his chest.

“What? Is something wrong?” he questioned quickly, eyes darting back and forth between your hand and your face, worried that he’d done something to overstep your boundaries.

Instead of the troubled expression he expected, you looked rather intrigued. Perhaps impressed was the better word. Your curiosity was held by Reiner’s physique, a living work of art. Eager fingers traveled down the built ripples of his abdomen, chuckling once you felt his muscles flex under your touch.

“Jesus Christ,” you breathed. “Nice, Braun.”

A snicker emitted from the corner. This, miraculously, Eren allowed.

Reiner's mouth quirked upward in a subtle smile before he surrounded you with his arm, pulling you in for another kiss. He walked you backwards until you collapsed onto the mattress, and he fell on top of you, strong forearms holding up his weight. It was then that Reiner realized he allowed his lust to win in the war against himself.

He pulled away to recover his breath, winded pants fanning over your face. His surveying eyes searched yours before they lowered to your swollen lips. God, you were even more mesmerizing up close, heavy-lidded and studying him through a curtain of eyelashes. Maybe for once Reiner would admit he was jealous of Eren. He was fucking envious, bitter, and spiteful that you were his. He’d been a goddamn idiot to let things go this far, agreeing to Eren’s offer, because he knew one fuck wouldn’t be enough to fufill his need for you. He’d barely gotten a taste, and he could already promise that nothing would ever compare to this.

He found your throat and pressed a fleeting kiss to your pulse, moving further down until his lips met your collarbone. He nipped at the delicate skin, taking notice of the way your grip in his hair tightened. His eyebrows arched while he peered up at you, delighting in the way your head rolled back and forth against the duvet. He really wanted to suck at your skin, leaving dark bruises that decorated the path from your earlobe down to your breastbone, but he knew Eren would kill him.

Reiner dipped lower until his lips brushed lightly against your beaded nipple. You made a small sound of protest, but held his head closer, letting him know what you really wanted. His heart beat erratically against his ribcage as he curved a large hand around your right breast and suppressed a groan, but you released a breathy whimper.

He could feel the sound wreaking havoc in his brain. His balls were so damn tight, it would take barely any effort for him to cum, but he wanted to prolong your coupling as long as possible. He didn’t know if he’d ever get another chance like this.

His thumb ran over the erect peaks of your breasts, captivated by the magic of watching your back arch and your body become aroused under his touch. He dipped a finger into his mouth, glazing it with his saliva before using it to flick back and forth at your nipple.

“Fuck, Reiner,” you mewled.

Reiner replaced his hand with his lips, sucking the sensitive bud into his mouth. The tip of his tongue swirled around it, coating it generously with his spit, while you made no attempts to conceal your intense cries of pleasure.

Eren released an entertained sigh, swiveling back and forth in his chair. “She whines like a bitch, doesn’t she?”

Shit. Reiner had almost forgotten he was there, but he still released a hungry grunt in agreement, sending vibrations over your chest. He tugged at your nipple with his teeth, releasing it, and then soothing the sting with the flat side of his tongue.

He trailed down your abdomen, pressing hard wet kisses and stopping to leave a quick lick to your navel. He grinned against your skin when you gripped the sheets and breathed his name again, this time quieter, as if you meant it only for his ears. He liked to think so.

Once he reached the waistband of your panties, he licked along the fabric, immobilizing your rolling hips with strong hands.

“Enough with the theatrics, Reiner. Just do it already,” Eren groaned, sounding irate.

Reiner assumed Eren’s groan was only to stress his impatience, but once he looked over to him, he realized he wasn’t just giving directives from the sidelines. His bottom lip was tucked between his teeth, and his hand was moving steadily against the noticeable tent in his sweatpants.

He was enjoying this just as much as Reiner was, getting off to the sight of his girlfriend under another man, his roommate nonetheless.

Reiner suddenly felt strange. What the hell was he doing providing entertainment for Eren?

“Reiner,” your needy voice pulled him out of his reflection. His attention drifted back to you, watching while you propped yourself up on your elbows and slid your unsteady hands over your chest to tweak your own nipples, as if you were trying to hold yourself over.

He wished you hadn’t looked so tempting, even with your disheveled hair and sweaty skin, your vulnerable eyes fixated on him, and he was powerless.

Reiner hooked his fingers around your underwear, kissing a trail down the inside of your thighs as he pulled your panties down to your ankles before slipping them off and letting them pool on the floor.

“Spread wide baby, let him see that pretty pussy,” Eren stirred, cock now thrust out the top of his grey sweats and his swollen tip glistening with precum. His hand was wrapped firmly around his stiff length, moving slow while his breathing quickened.

For once, Reiner agreed with him, and he pressed his fingers into your thighs to aid you in parting your legs. Your pussy was slick with your own arousal, squelching as you tightened around nothing. You were even prettier than he’d imagined.

“Fuck,” Reiner breathed, extending two fingers to part your folds. Was he still sure he wasn’t dreaming?

He wrapped his built arms around your legs, pulled you closer, and lowered his head. He fixed his lips to your swollen clit, allowing his tongue to lap and circle around the tender bud every few seconds.

“Oh my god,” you cried, writhing against the sheets.

If he hadn’t secured your legs in his grip, he was certain you would have smothered him between your thighs out of reflex. He could detect the way you fought against his hold, but he far overpowered you in strength.

When he plunged his tongue inside you without notice, that was nearly enough to send you over the edge. You pulled on the sheets with a frenzied grip, producing a shrill cry your neighbors had certainly heard. There was no doubt about it.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” you murmured, chest expanding and falling with labored breaths.

Reiner wanted to spend a few more generous minutes tasting you, he couldn’t get enough, but he also wasn’t sure how much longer he would last. His cock was hot and hard in his pants, and he needed to feel you around him. Even if Eren wouldn’t let him cum inside of you, he needed to experience at least that much.

He rose to his feet, working quickly against his pants’ zipper while trying not to tease himself by looking at you. He was worried the mere sight of you on the bed, spread and ready for him would be enough to bring him to a climax, but he’d made the mistake of looking at you anyways, hand between your legs, delicate fingers rubbing at your clit while you stared up at him.

Fucking hell. Kill me. Reiner thought. Fuck. He felt the throbbing heat of his cock, and he wished you wouldn’t look at him like that. He really wished you wouldn’t look at him like that.

“Look at her, so desperate to be filled. It’s almost pathetic,” Eren laughed, but it was clear he was feeling your effect too. He lolled his head forward, long brown hair spilling over his shoulders and obscuring his face while his palm worked fast against his cock.

Shut up, Reiner thought. His head was growing hazy, and he couldn’t think. He needed to be inside you, and he couldn’t wait a second longer.

Reiner let himself free while his pants and underwear hung low around his knees. He couldn’t even find time to delight in the way your face melted into bliss once you laid eyes on his thick cock, leaking precum in sinful amounts because all he could think about was his ache. He leaned over you, positioning himself at your entrance.

He’d been waiting for this for so goddamn long.

Reiner exhaled when you said his name again, hips undulating against his cock and wet folds stroking his tip. He watched as he pushed himself into you, filling you to the hilt, and once he was inside he hung his head forward, eyes shut tightly in a painful sort of ecstasy.

“You’re so fucking tight,” Reiner grunted breathlessly.

He groaned, pinning your hips down with his once you attempted to fuck yourself onto his cock.

“Stop moving,” he pleaded. “Jesus christ--please don’t move.” He stayed still for a moment, waiting until his sensitivity subsided before he started rocking his hips against you slowly.

Reiner couldn’t dedicate his focus to anything other than the feeling of your slick walls clenching around his cock every time he pulled out, and the way he stretched you out every time he thrusted back in. He wondered if you could feel the depth of his desire.

“Harder,” you whispered once, and then begged louder. “Reiner please, fuck me harder.”

At first, Reiner was worried. He wanted to be gentle, he wanted to savor you, and he wanted to make sure he didn’t hurt you, but your request had him picking up the pace, ramming into you until the familiar slapping sound of sweaty skin filled the room.

You unraveled and became completely undone, letting out loud moans every time he drove his cock into you. Reiner thought the sound was incredibly euphonic as it fell upon his ears. You were like this because of him.

“How’s this?” His voice was husky and deep beside your ear.

Reiner was pleased by your lack of response. You could only nod, overwhelmed by the dual sensation brought on by him and the feeling of your quick fingers against your clit. You secured an arm around his neck again and wrapped your legs around his torso, clinging to him like he was all you needed. He wished that was how you really felt.

“Close…,” you murmured, and Reiner deduced you were warning him that you were near your orgasm. He could tell by the way your walls began to spasm.

Reiner felt the small of his back tighten, and he knew he was close too. He was torn between his release and holding himself back, not ready for this to end just yet, but his body betrayed him and he felt his cock twitch inside you.

Luckily, you reached your climax first, and Reiner watched in awe as your body seized underneath him, breasts bobbing with every jolt while you worked your clit into overstimulation. It wasn’t long after your orgasm that he made his last rueful thrusts. He quickly pulled out and clasped himself in the curve of his hand. He pumped his length until he released in quick spurts onto your stomach, covering you in his hot seed, and he kept pumping until he made sure he emptied himself of every drop.

His eyes quickly darted over to Eren, not to be odd or anything, but again, he had forgotten he was there. It seemed Eren had already satisfied himself. The creamy, white liquid decorating the bare skin of his abdomen and dribbling down his loose fist was evidence of that. Now that he had appeased his urges, he seemed disinterested as he reached over his desk and plucked a few tissues to clean himself up.

Reiner collapsed beside you, listening to the loud thudding of his heart as it delivered a few ecstatic beats while he caught his breath and began to calm down. He stared at the pivoting fan blades, and then his eyes dropped down to you lying next to him, sweaty and fucked out.

You were laying there with him, and goddammit he wanted to reach his arms out and wrap them around you, pulling you close so he could hold you and feel your heartbeat against his chest. He’d press kisses to your salty forehead, and then tell you how much he loved you. He wanted to stay like this.

Reiner's ideal vision dissolved once Eren stopped at the edge of the bed and extended his hand for you to grab.

“You wanna join me for a shower, baby?” Eren asked.

Of course, you took it, allowing him to support you until you were sitting up.

You released an exhausted laugh. “Yes, please.” You then turned to Reiner and arched your eyebrow in surprise. “By the way, not bad, Braun.”

Reiner gave you a small smile in return, but said nothing as he watched you cover your breasts with your arm and let Eren hoist you off the bed. You two slid past him and headed out of the room, but not without Eren looking back over his shoulder, shooting Reiner a shit-eating grin, as though reminding him who you’d always belong to.

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I NEED a part two of “first time”

Loki Laufeyson | first time pt2

Loki Laufeyson x fem!reader

plot : ( refer to pt1 ) after experiencing a first intercourse together, Loki insists on crossing the path towards the end. With only the fear of being seen by the other variants holding you back, you end up agreeing to follow the excited man’s proposition.

warnings : smut, extremely short moment of none-con followed by a consent check up, mention of virginity loss ( male ), unprotected sex ( pls for the love of god wrap it ) and lowkey sub!Loki.

“Now that was... ah. Nice.” You affirmed tiredly, knees colliding with one another though your feet remained slightly parted. Your organism was still trying to wash away the orgasm you had just reached with Loki’s divine help. Meanwhile, the god of mischief carried on staring at your body, resembling a scientist who led an experience on the human anatomy. He wanted to ask a thousand questions, but didn’t feel brave enough to dare to open his mouth just yet. In fact, he felt as if he was disturbing an intimate and personal moment of yours. It nearly managed to make the god feel flustered and awkward.

Looking closer, Loki was able to spot your own love juice dripping out of your entrance, coating your swollen lips and settling a deep emotion of lustful hunger within his soul. He wanted more, he needed more- and only you could potentially satisfy his crippling and frustrating sexual appetite at the moment. His hands rested on your knees, forcefully parting your thighs before he allowed himself to slip in between. Upon feeling a weight suddenly add up against your own mass, your eyelids moved open which allowed you to make eye contact with Loki. You felt surprised to see him there, and even more surprised to witness him behaving in such a way.

“What are you doing?” You asked, attempting to move your chest up with the help of your elbows- which led Loki to back away to sit down on his knees between your legs. “Well, I’m doing the thing. Isn’t that what people do next?” He explained, earning a frown from your shocked self. Though, you were still willing to be patient with him. “No, you always ask. Always. Do you understand?” You affirmed seriously, earning a shy nod from the demigod who didn’t really enjoy to be treated like a child. Though his aim wasn’t to ruin this moment by starting unnecessary drama- especially as he appeared to be in the wrong. But once this small moment of embarrassment had passed by, Loki felt like explaining the reason to why he appeared so frustrated.

“Look, I have a very painful..” he began, only to end up being cut off by your staring self who admired the long shape traced from within his pants. It was too big to miss. “Boner.” You finished before looking up at him, earning an embarrassed gasp coming from the demigod. “And I really want you.” He finished on a nearly sorrowful tone adding up to a puppy face- a note that managed to reach your heart. You shot a glare at the small wooden cabin in which Mobius and the other variants were having dinner, anxiety taking over your organism at the thought of potentially being seen or caught by them. “I don’t know..” You explained, earning a frown from Loki sitting before you who didn’t appear to understand why you were refusing the offer after you had both experienced such fun.

“Aw come on. What could possibly go wrong?” He cheered, giving your shoulder a gentle fist kick in order to lift the mood. Unfortunately, you couldn’t help but remain stoic. “Well, loads of things in fact.” You responded, leading Loki’s smile to drop instantly. “What if we get caught? That would be an embarrassment I’d never be able to get over. Not to mention the whole pregnancy issues if your princess self isn’t capable of pulling out at the right time.” You carried on, offering Loki multiple exemples to why this upcoming sexual intercourse could possibly go wrong. Ironically enough, he appeared more concerned and offended over the fact that you had just called him princess rather than getting worked up about the horrible consequences program you had just settled.

After spending a couple of seconds making useless eye contact with the raven haired man, you ended up breaking this one in order to shoot another glance towards the wooden cabin. The surroundings appeared calm, which managed to ease your anxiety. Besides, after leading you to cum in such an incredible way, you believed that maybe Loki deserved a release too- adding up to the fact that you’d feel proud to be the woman who would take care of breaking through his virginity. Turning your head back towards his, a nod was the only gesture that escaped your body. It instantly managed to lift the demigod’s mood. “Really?..” Loki asked, and that in order to make sure you weren’t tricking him, the most famous trickster.

“Yeah, lets give it a try.” You responded on a friendly tone, a discreet smile adorning your features as you watched Loki summon a blanket for the two of you. He had probably noticed the way you appeared to avoid dust with the help of your pants, and wanted to offer you better then this piece or clothing to protect your sensitive skin. However, he appeared to organize this upcoming event in quite a religious way. He made sure to keep the blanket flat against the floor, brushing away the wrinkles until you finally stopped him by taking ahold of his wrist. “This is the part where you take your clothes off.” You affirmed, underlining the fact that he probably should stop worrying about the wrong matters especially as you were running out of time.

“Oh, right right.” He answered politely, taking a seat on the green pled before he began to precariously unbutton his TVA shirt. You watched as his tone muscles were revealed, his abs shifting as he got rid of his upper piece of clothing for good. This checkpoint led you to look up at his greenish eyes again, the two of you exchanging a smile before he began to go for his belt. The shape of his hard member was still visible through his trousers, a length that would soon be set free once Loki would finally get rid of his pants. No shame or embarrassment seemed to fill his organism upon his lower clothes being pulled down to his knees- his crotch being revealed to your respectful sight. In contrary, Loki appeared more than proud of himself for finally getting to go through such a thing, which held him back from accumulating negative emotions.

Your two naked selves then laid down on the blanket, wrapping your arms around one another’s body and engaging in a rather friendly but passionate hug. You enjoyed this warm and safe physical contact, and you expected Loki to enjoy it too. The sensation of his moist tip rubbing against your stomach only made it better- as you still felt amazed regarding the size of his member. It combined both generous length and girth, and was also gifted with the perfect shape any woman, or man, could ever ask for. “You smell nice..” he affirmed, his nose being stuck to the crook of your neck as you happily passed your hands through his black hair. He ended up looking up at you, pressing a shy and respectful kiss to your lips. You smiled.

It didn’t take long for the two of you to roll around, switching to Loki now resting on top of you. He smiled down out you out of pure excitement, his tip already trying to find a way into your entrance- as clumsy as his hips could be. After taking notice that he appeared to have a hard time lining himself up with your hole, you slipped a hand down between your legs and gave his balls a gentle caress, earning a couple of sensitive moans coming from your excited partner. However, your hand then proceeded to slither it’s way up his shaft, delicate digits wrapping around this one’s girth in order to move it to where it should and wanted to be. When you felt like Loki was now ready to carry on on his own, your hand made its way back up to his shoulder before passing underneath his arm and wrapping around his smooth and muscular back.

The raven haired man looked down at you with slight panic in his eyes upon being aware that a single hip thrust of his could begin the intercourse, his shoulders now having to carry a great responsibility he simply wasn’t ready to fail. Unfortunately, Loki once again appeared to struggle with pushing himself in. Even when looking down at your crotch, he still didn’t manage to properly slide inside of you. However, upon taking notice of his distress again, you agreed to slip your hand back down to his groin, taking a gentle hold of his shaft which you locked between your thumb and index finger before offering him a little bit of help regarding penetration. Thankfully, his cock was now able to slide inside of you on it’s own even if it remained a slow process.

Moving your hand away, you allowed Loki to fully take over the penetration process as you watched his facial expressions clench and contract. Eventually his eyelids shut close, hips colliding with yours as his tip dangerously brushed against your sensitive cervix. You could tell that this was brand new for him, and that he visibly had a hard time handling it. “You’re doing amazing.” You affirmed empathetically, your hand gently caressing his flexed biceps. Meanwhile, Loki couldn’t help but focus onto the warmth your walls provided him, his brain still attempting to process how nice it felt to finally get to be coated in a woman’s love juices. It was tight, moist, and warm- long story short : the perfect environnement for his needy member.

“Maybe try to give moving a try..” you proposed shyly, your organism beginning to feel more than overwhelmed by Loki’s filling presence inside of you. After hearing about this offer, Loki began to slowly back away from your crotch, shiny length, which was coated in your love juice, sliding out of you with relative ease. The two of your moaned, though you appeared calmer than your friend at first- who you didn’t forget was currently going through his first intercourse ever. Therefore, judgment wasn’t present. It didn’t take long for a regular thrusting process to take place, your overly sensitive walls nicely reacting to the friction caused by Loki’s cock especially after getting to orgasm beforehand. Your arms remained wrapped around his back, the two of you rocking back and forth against the green blanket.

“You’re doing so good..” you whispered in his ear, eyelids remaining closed as your hand had now taken ahold of his long raven hair. Your main goal was to enhance him through this event, and give him the happiness and recognition he clearly deserves as a bed partner. However, your natural tightness adding up to the more than large size of his girth was overstimulating Loki’s genitals, sending shockwaves of pleasure down his shaft and straight into his tensed balls which repetitively bumped against the area located beneath entrance. “Don’t forget to- to pull out.” You begged breathlessly, his thrusts becoming more primal and intense now that he had gained some extra self esteem regarding the situation.

You couldn’t help but grow worried and work yourself up over this intercourse’s potential end, wondering if the man on top of you was going to be able to control himself and pull out before his cum could penetrate into your womb. Thankfully, this annoying state didn’t last for long and you soon found yourself lost into lust again. Your arms wrapped around his neck, teeth gently biting down onto his earlobe as you allowed yourself to tug on it in a primal yet harmless manner. Loki seemingly appeared to appreciate this move, another wave of moans exiting his mouth as he unexpectedly pulled out of your cunt in order to allow his own hand to wrap around his shaft.

A couple of pumps were enough to see white liquid spring out of his urethra, the sperme landing on your stomach and staining your delicate skin. You were both left breathless, for nearly the exact same reason as one another. Resting your hand onto your chest, you panted whilst looking down at the substance on your tummy which appeared surprisingly appetizing. “Loki..” you moaned gently, fingers brushing against one of the stained parts of your stomach before you brought your digit up to your lips. Even if you hadn’t tasted many, his cum appeared different than the rest on the gustative level. “That was amazing.” You affirmed with a smile, extending your arm for him to join you on the blanket. You were craving for his touch, more than you had ever craved anything before.

[ part one available right here ]

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