#dosent even look THAT good..

[midnightcatlol]

i was working on a my bread was burnt to a crisp animation and once i got done with the first gif i realized none of the things i had could actually let me do this how i want to.

alight motion wont let you upload gifs and capcut is straight up ass. flipaclip is also hell to deal with.

if anyone had any pc/mobile animation apps which work better and are free, please lmk. i feel like ill never be able to animate properly.

sorry for kinda ranting, ill upload the only thing i got done before i literally had to quit.

[bucket-puns]

Ishmael death stranding au stuff I was cooking. Also a faust kromer and Before team Ishmael doodle.

[dirtyalpha-rat]

Train me

Train you? 
Well, that’s quite the task! To train you the way I like? I pour time and effort into my things, there’s no way I could possibly do it all in one go..


Let’s start simple, than, shall we? A little test run just for you.

Come, kneel at my feet. I’ll grab a pillow for your knees. That’s it. Don’t be shy- come, kneel. Press that chest forward- you’re proud aren’t you? With your shoulders back.. Hands flat on your thighs for me…

Yes! See, there we go. How nice you look! I would love to pet your hair for hours, having you just like this..

But not yet.

Up, let’s try again. No, fully up! Stand in front of me, let me look at you. It’s my prerogative to look at the pretty pets that present themselves for me.

Now, take your shirt off.

Oh? You didn’t expect that did you? Don’t worry. Everything else can stay on… for now.

Fold it nice, and set it on the chair. Now come and kneel again. We’re gonna do it over and over until you’re completely bare, and it’s become second nature for you. We’ll see how you do.

If you need a break I’m happy to give you one, it can hurt being on your knees for so long. You’re welcome to leave or stop at any time, but I think we’d both like it more if you stayed.

After, I’ll know if you’re a good match for my teachings.. ultimately, half of training is the relationship between trainer and trainee.

[drunk-on-poems-and-songs]

stuck

i think. i think i think. ofc i think. everyone thinks. but my thoughts in particular are affected by the things around me what i watched, how that one person i went on a walk with talked, the last thing i read, everything. and after a while, it’s like i don’t know. i pretend to be a damsel in distress in situations that don’t even involve other people sometimes. ohh my life is so sad, my parents are so emotionally abusive. ohh i think i’m depressed, everything feels so down and i don’t really have the energy to do anything. ohh i’m getting fatter, i’ve lost six kilograms over the span of an entire fucking year. ohh this, ohh that and then there’s another part of my head that’s like bitch. shut the fuck up. mom and dad do the best that they can do, and do the best in accordance with what they think to be the best. you get scolded when you do something to deserve it, and if they do something you truly dislike and you tell them, they try to not do it again. depressed my ass. you don’t even fit all the symptoms. don’t have energy?? you’re just lazy. you said you don’t really have any energy to do any workout yesterday, but when i dragged your ass to the gym you did a full and proper set of chest exercises. you’re not getting any thinner cause you can’t control that manhole you call a mouth and stuff everything you find ‘tasty’ inside. 3 a.m. i couldn’t sleep yesterday. lay in bed, scrolling mindlessly through instagram, came across a reel that said: "after all these years i failed my parents anyways, what use was it all?" and then just fucking started sobbing. and after a while, it just became "shut the fuck up you overreacting bitch, ankita was right in naming you a drama queen. look at you sobbing like a child. you haven’t done enough to be able to lay down and cry." "isn’t the entire ‘you’re a man, men don’t cry’ shit bullshit? shouldn’t everyone be more in touch with their feelings or something?" "yeah but that doesn’t count lying unproductively, laying down in your bed, crying over random bullshit you see on instagram of all things, that thing rots your brain." "that’s a point. i shouldn’t cry. it’s 4 a.m. now, i have to go on a morning run, i should really be sleeping, but i can’t seem to." "just eat a melatonin. if it doesn’t work, just put all the pills in a water bottle and chug it down." "you do realize melatonin isn’t much of a sleeping pill? i think it boosts sleep. plus, chugging an entire bottle of pills would be as if i’m attempting suicide." "don’t YOU mention suicide, you dumb bitch. you’ve cut yourself almost ten times this year, every time, you were close to hitting an artery or going deep enough. it didn’t even hurt much at that moment, and yet you just dropped the cutter and were content seeing your hand bleed. didn’t you lie to glitter as well? you failed your part of the deal." "the deal was about not saying sorry as much. also shut up. i drank the melatonin. music?" "riptide." "roger. g’nite." "g’nite." ** static. ** it’s weird. i think. and then i think that this isn’t my thought, i’m pretending to be someone else. and then i think that me thinking that i’m thinking that i am pretending to be someone else is absolute bullshit, and i’m thinking that so that if there’s a mind reader nearby, then they think that my mind is a sophisticated place. it’s weird. i don’t know. i don’t know what this is about. it isn’t much of a poem to be written on a poems platform. ah well who gives a fuck anyways? it isn’t like anyone’s gonna listen anyways. i don’t know. ah well. g’nite.

[whimsicalwritersstuff]

please please PLEASE more hyperspermia with joel. maybe a longer fic where he just keeps filling reader over and over and over and talking sooo filthy. maybe sprinkle in some mean joel… 😔

(need this man #raw)

One more

Parings: mean!joel miller x fem!reader

Content warnings: explicit content 18+, overstimulation, breeding kink, hyperspermia, degradation (calling reader 'milkslut', 'cumdump'), praise kink, cock bulge/belly bulge, cum inflation/swollen belly, hair pulling and slapping, possessive and mean!joel, choking (consensual), dirty talk, use of pet names 'babygirl' and 'sweetheart, excessive cum play, potential physical exhaustion/weakness of reader.

Word count: 1000

Your body's already trembling neath him, the sheets ruined, soaked with sweat and slick and cum, but dosent stop.

He can't.

He needs it.

Needs you. Like this.

He mutters something under his breath, something low and filthy and before gripping your hip, hauling you up onto your side. You're pliant, twitching, a gasp trapped in your throat as he rolls you, presses his chest to your back and sinks back inside your slick, aching cunt.

Slow. Deep. Possessive.

"Fuck- joel-"

"Shh. Shh, baby. I know."

His voice is all gravel and heat, right at your ear as he presses his palmdown over your belly. "Just one. Just need one."

But it's never just one with him.

He drives in again. And again.

Thick and hard and dripping wet, dragging the mess of himself lit of you, only to bury it back in with a bruising slap of skin. You're so full, streched wide and trembling as he fucks his cum deeper and deeper inside. "So fuckin' tight," Joel grits out, sweat dripping from his jaw onto your shouler. "You feel that, sweetheart? That's all me. All that mess dripping down your thighs. Fuckin- look at you." He fists your hair and makes you lift your head just enough to see the bulge in your stomach, his cock, thick and swollen, pushing up against the swell in your belly as he pistons inside you.

"Milkslut," He growls.

"That what you wanted? That why you were beggin' earlier, grindin' all needy on meoke some dumb little bitch in heat?"

You whimper, tears spilling. It's too much- but you crave every second of it. "Uh-huh," He smirks, breathing hot filth into your skin.

"You like being red, don't you? Like gettin' filled up, leaking all over the fuckin' sheets like a messy little whore." His voice drops, darker now. The pace is brutal. The sound of your soaked pussy clapping against his hips is loud in the room,arched only by your stuttering moans.

"Mine"

A hard thrust.

"Mine"

Another.

"Say it."

You can't even form the word, not when he's gripping your throat, not when your brain's short circuited from the pleasure, your cunt spasming around him from the fourth orgasm he's wrung our of you in the last hour.

He doesn't care.

"Say it."

"Y-Yours, Joel- oh fuck, I'm yours-"

"That's right, baby."

He slaps your ass, watching it jiggle. Watching you take it.

"Good fuckin' girl, such a good little cum dump for me. Gonna fuck a baby into you, keep you swollen all the fuckin' time."

You clench.

That breaks him.

His thrusts go sloppy as he empties into you again, groaning loud, hips grinding into the mess between your thighs, making sure mome of it leaks out. "Goddamn - take it, sweetheart. Don't spill a drop. You hear me?" Your thighs are shaking. His seed is leaking. And Joel just laughs, low and mean.

"Better get used to this, darlin'. 'Cause I ain't pullin' out ever again."

~~~

You've already lost count.

Maybe it was the third time he came- maybe the fifth. It's impossible to know anymore with how long he's kept you pinned, stuffed full of his cock, held there like a ragdoll while he fucks you into the mattress. His chest is slick with sweat, body heavy and burning against your back as he thrusts up into you, rutting slow and deep. Every movement makes your cunt squelch loud, messy, soaked in his cum and slick and spit and who the fuck knows what else.

"You hear that?"

Joel bites your earlobe as he pushes in to the hilt.

"You fucking hear that, baby? That's me pourin' into you again"

And he is.

You feel it.

Another thick gush floods you as he groans, hips grinding in tight, desperate circles, pumping rope after rope of heat so deep it makes your eyes flutter back. The pressure builds in your belly, a warmth that spreads slow, growing fuller, heavier, deeper.

"Shit- fuck," You whimper, voice shaking. "Its- joel- it's too much, I can't-"

"You can, sweetheart. You will."

He smirks into your neck, teeth grazing skin. "This cunt's made to take it. My messy little milkslut."

Your belly's swollen now, soft and rounded where his cock bulges up through your skin. His hand spreads wide over it, pressing down just enough to feel himself from the inside. "Fuckin' look at this," Be growls, voice dropping filth.

"Can feel my cock through your tummy. You're so fuckin' full, babygirl. Stuffed to the brim and still takin' it. "

He pulls back just an inch only to ram in again.

A squirt of cum spills from between your thighs. It's not the first time. Wont be the last.

"There it is. Can't even hold it anymore."

He watches it leak down your ass, pooling beneath you on the sheets.

"Made my own little cumdump. Look at that mess. So greedy for it. "

Another thrust. You sob into the pillow, overstimulated and burning. Your thighs are shaking, soaked with slick and sweat and his endless release.

"Gotta keep fuckin' it back in"

He shoves deeper, groaning.

"I ain't done. Not 'till I plug you ful. 'till there's no room left in that little pussy of yours."

You're whimpering, clawing weakly at the sheets.

"Say it," He grits out, slapping your plump red ass.

"Say what you are."

"I'm- I'm your- your milkslut," You gasp, breath hitching.

"Fuck Joel- I'm your filthy little milkslut-"

"Good fuckin' girl."

Another load floods you. Thick, hot, endless. Your belly streches a little more beneath his hand and Joel moans sl deep it rumbles against your back. "That's it. Take it. Take every last fuckin' drop." When he finally stops moving, cock still twitching inside you, you feel it. The sheer weight of him isndid. How soaked you are, how ruined.

But Joel just keeps you there. Plugged full, your cunt fluttering weakly around him.

You're shaking.

He laughs softly and strokes your belly.

"Gonna knock you up real good this time, babygirl."

[crypticsoulz]

how MHA boys would eat you out

18+ minors dni

Everyone in this is over the age of 18

Includes

Izuku Midorya, Katsuki Bakugo, Shoto Todoroki, ejiro kirishima, Denki kaminari, Hanta Sero, hitoshi Shinso, Mirio togita, Tamaki amajiki

This is my first time writing ever BAHAHAH

pls ignore any spelling mistakes I rlly struggle with spelling

Izuku Midorya

• when you started dating he 100% watched YouTube videos on how do it properly

• learned the femal anatomy so he knew all the best spots

• Izuku loves when you wrap your thighs around his face suffocating him completely

• won't pull away to breath he's a people pleaser and when it comes to you he would rather suffocate than stop your pleasure

Katsuki Bakugo

• he's naturally skilled Dosent need any tutorials to know the right spot

• it's rare he actualy eats you out tho only on special occasions like birthdays he prefers to use his hands and make out or mark you up as foreplay

• On the special occasion he does eat you out he does not stop he makes you cum at least 2 times with his mouth before he moves on

Shoto Todoroki

• when you first start hes not very good

• bro is dence af he thinks he's doing good hitting all the right spots but he Issnt

• after about 1 year of dating he gets better but not much

• he dosent do it often he doesn't even get intamite often maybe 1 or 2 times a month

Ejiro Kirishima

• DEVOWER 100% a munch (someone who is very good at eating u out) he loves eating pussy so much

• once or twice a day depending on yours or His mood

• sees it as the most manliest thing a man can do

• bro 100% gets a kick out of making you cum on his nose

• also loves face sitting, it's his favorite position when eating you out

Denki kaminari

• as much as he loves eating you out he Isnt as good as he thinks he is he still gets you off but it takes a bit longer than he or you would like

• bro gets off just from the taste of you on his toungue 100% short circuits when you cum in his lips

• he also loves face sitting

"But you can suffocate"

"Then I'll die the hapiest a man could be"

Hanta Sero

• MUNCHHHHH

• bro is absolutely the best at eating you out he knows all the spots all the techniques everything

• loves treating his girl right

• the way he moves you bearly last a minute

• you HAVE to look into his eyes at all times if you look away he stops and refuses to start again till you look him in the eyes

• not a single morning that man isnt in between your thighs

• dosent eat breakfast because "you are his breakfast"

Hitoshi Shinso

• skilled af

• bro loves eating you out he's close but not on Munch level

• he loves the feeling of you on his toungue

• loves to lazily eat you out on a morning after you both wake up

• definitely prefers eating than using his fingers

• also loves eye contact but doesn't force it

Mirio togita

• he prefers using his hands purely because he can use his quirk in the process because of this he Isnt so skilled in the mouth

• when you do ask him to eat you out he agrees and he gets the job done but after 1 or 2 rounds he switches to his hands again

Amajiki Tamaki

• he's above a munch he's a master

• he's not very experienced but God he knows how to do it

• his hero name is lit suneater he's skilleddddd

• at the start of your relationship with him he would he super awkward in asking despite the fact he craved the feeling of you on his toungue he didn't want to ask incase he made you uncomfortable

• later in the relationship when he has gained much more confidence he asks at least 3 times a day

•"I'm bored can I eat you out"

•"I'm tired can I eat you out before bed"

•"Hey baby looking mighty fine today can I eat you out"

• he loves when you sit on his face feeling you full weight drives him insane

• even just the taste gets him off he doesn't need any physical touch just you and the way you taste

[serene555]

Best friend! Satoru who freezes up when he sees you on his door, it’s almost midnight and gods, you were crying, the mascara which had decorated your eyes so prettily now flowing down those soft plump cheeks.

Best friend! Satoru who doesn’t understand what happens to him because one moment he’s looking at you and the next he’s sweeping you up in those hard muscular massive arms of his, huddling you close to his chest as that familiar expensive masculine scent of his fills your senses while he shuts the main door, carrying you to his large white couch.

Best friend! Satoru who dosent even have to ask you why you are bawling those pretty eyes of yours because he knew it was because of your good for nothing asshole of a boyfriend. He hated that man you called your boyfriend because look what that man had done to you. That fucking dickhead didn’t deserve you, no one did.

Best friend! Satoru who’s holding you so close to his chest as he shushes you, telling you in that deep voice of his how that poor excuse of a man didn’t deserve even a second of yours as he hold you.

He holds you, he holds you all night, as long as you need him to because his pretty girl needed to know that he was the one she could come back to, every time, after anything or anyone.

He would always be here.

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Hey pretties! Sorry if the writing style is a little sloppy, I’m new to this but tell me if you want an NSFW part of best friend! Satoru

[snowstormarts]

Can you write a Yandere Eddie and Volt x Homeowner who is in a relationship with someone else*not a Dateable/object* and is planning to propose to them inside the house

First DE Yandere promt, ooh I couldn't wait to write for this one tbh. Especially since it's with two of my favorite boys, my own Yandere Headcanons can wait a little longer xD Also I got sick so it might take me a while longer to post fics, promts & co, sorry about that

Likes & Reblogs are appreciated, my inbox is open for Requests & Asks

"Our love can't be denied, so stop struggling"

[Yandere!Eddie & Volt x GN!Reader][Divider Credit]

[⚠Warning; Yandere Content, reader dosent have a good time Minors DNI⚠]

It started after Volt saw you walk through the doors of the Breaker Box. Something in his chest sparked to life at first he couldn't place it, whatever he felt it was intense. It craved you, demanded you to stay here forever, far from anyone else who would try and rip you away from him. And yet at the same time it lusted for your happiness, just imagining you being sad broke his heart and made his fingers itch with the need to claw at anyone who dared to make your smile disappear.

He only realized what it was exactly after a few regulars started teasing him, saying that any time he saw you walk in he would B-line it straight towards you like a clingy puppy or a love obsessed teen.

He was in love with you, not the regular kind of love he had experienced before. This was more intense, it was pure, obsessive love for the one who had caught his heart in a vice grip. And he wouldn't have it any other way, he was yours and you were his even if you didn't know it yet. He was sure you would come around soon.

And so whenever you visited the Breaker Box, Volt would not hesitate to greet you with a kiss to the back of your hand and his regular "It's always a pleasure to see you, Live Wire~" You saw it as a simple friendly yet somewhat charming gesture but to him? It was anything but friendly, it was a claim, so everyone knew you were his and he wouldn't share you with anyone else...Well maybe he would share you with one other person, his other half, Eddie. He was sure it wouldn't take long until you melt the walls around him and catch his heart for yourself as well.

True to his words it didn't take long for Eddie to join Volt in his growing obsession with you. All it took for him was that one moment, that short moment where you fell into his arms. You fit perfectly into his hold, how you clung to him as smiled, the light blush tempted him to just kiss you right there and then. You had sparked something in Eddie that he thought he would never experience again but here he was now, walls melting as he imagined your future together.

So now whenever you walked through the doors of the Breaker Box Volt would come over to greet you with his signature hand kiss and bring you to the VIP area. Sometimes Eddie would be there waiting for you, other times you would meet him after the show and on rare occasions both would join you before the show started. You never really realized how they looked at you with this burning hunger, the desire to have you for their own, to pamper you and keep you 'safe' in a their arms. Keeping away anything and anyone they thought could harm you, in the end you only needed them and nobody else, right? They knew how to treat you right, you would never want for anything as long as you were with them. They would fulfill your every wish no matter how small or big, if you wanted you could even insult them, scream at them as you lay your hands on them. They would need to reprimand you verbally but that's it and in the end they know you will come back to them. Kissing them and apologize for your outburst and they would forgive you, they always do.

To them the mere idea that you could do anything wrong was nonsense. If you were angry it was of course because someone provoked you and whoever did this would get a stern, hands on talking to from both of them. If you're sad, they won't hesitate to comfort you and ask whats wrong. If it's person, they better pray that the boys feel merciful and let them get away with a new set of broken bones and some electricity scars. Are you feeling overwhelmed and just want some peace and quiet? Don't worry they will be sure to guard you and keep everyone else away from you unless you say otherwise. Anything you want they will make sure you get it, even if it takes weeks or months of their time or money, seeing you smile is all they need.

But then one morning you walked into the Breaker Box, they were still busy with cleaning up the place, so Eddie was about ready to yell at whoever walked in to get out. Only to stop shortly after seeing you in such a chipper mood, a small blush covered your cheeks as your fingers fidgeting with your clothes non-stop. It was an adorable sight that made Eddie's mind spiral and jump to the conclusion that this was it, you were about to confess your love to him.

'This is it, isn't it? You're so adorable when you're nervous, Live Wire. Will you also confess your feelings to Volt? Or are you just here for one of us? Would you change your mind if you knew who we truly are? Would knowing it make you excited or make you freak out and never come back to us?' Eddie's mind came to a stop as he saw Volt walking towards you two, probably to greet you like he usually does.

But it never got to that point, you didn't even notice Volt was there frozen just like Eddie as they heard about your plan. You wanted to propose to your partner, in the safety of your home and it needed to be perfect. You asked them to keep the power steady, you had it all planned out, a nice dinner under some fairy lights (you refused to have Scandalabra there), a fancy meal made with the help of Stefan as you shared a light conversation and when the time is right, you would go on one knee and ask them to marry you.

Their eyes met and you could feel the sudden tension rise between you three, the smell of ozone filled the air as Volt walked closer, standing right behind you. Caging you against the bar that Eddie had just finished cleaning.

"Oh, our mischievous, Live Wire. You know we love you and would do anything for you, right?" Volt's electric hair brushed against your skin as he leaned in closer. You nodded hesitantly, not wanting to risk making the situation even more tense then it already is.

"Then you must know that we love your teasing and jokes, they light up the place even more then you usually do." You tried to turn your face towards Volt but Eddie had other plans, he leaned closer and kept you in place so you could only see him and his cold, yet caring grey eyes.

"Then you must also, surely know that this goes a bit too far even for you, don't you think? Making up a partner who you want to propose to? Did you want to make us jealous for neglecting you the last three days or did someone set you up to this? Was it the stupid lamp with another one of his challenges?" Eddie asked, clearly annoyed at the thought of Lux having yet another challenge that he wants to try out and hooked you in again.

You shook your head "No, no Lux has nothing to do with this, well they did say they would help me with some preparations and set the mood but nothing else. No challenges or trends, just a friend wanting to help me out...Also what do you guys mean by 'making you jealous'?"

Volt hummed, his fingers tapping against the bar as Eddie continued to talk. "Well we were quiet busy with the Breaker Box in the last few days, a sudden influx of customers who all wanted unique drinks and another large group that wanted to socialize exclusively with Volt. We barely had any time to catch our breath let alone spent some time with you, so it only makes sense that you wanted our attention but couldn't ask for it for some reason. Did we scare you or hurt you somehow, little light?" Eddie's voice was filled with concern, his hold loosen as he gently ran rubbed your cheek with his thumb.

"Guys, you didn't hurt me or scare me, really. I know this place can be busy sometimes and I'm ok with that, there's always another day to see you two. I'm not some jealous friend-" All of a sudden you could feel the tension rising once more, the smell of ozone intensified making your stomach churn as a light spark tickle your exposed neck.

"Friends? Is that all what you really think we are?" Volt asked, your body was screaming for you to flee from here. To lock the door to the Fuse box or to throw the Dateviators away and never look at them again but even if you wanted to follow through on your bodies warnings, you couldn't.

Volt was behind you with his arms blocking your left and right side and even if you did duck under his arms and run towards the door, there still would be Eddie. Who could easily run after you from behind the bar and catch you, so you had to be sneaky, play along until the right moment strikes where you can deactivate the Dateviators and escape.

"Aren't we just friends? Or do you guys like...Secretly hate me?" Play dumb, hope they get so worried that they focus more on explaining themself and then you can 'comfort them' once their guard is down, it will be your time to strike.

"No, we could never hate you little spark." Eddie replied his hands sliding down towards your own but you quickly pulled them away, refusing to look at him.

"Eddie's right, Live Wire. We could never hate you, for you have won over our hearts. You have both of us in a vice grip, we would do anything for you...Well mostly everything, a few things we could never do, even if you asked them off us."

You turned to face Volt, curious about what they wouldn't do "And what are those things?"

Eddie and Volt looked at each other, it felt kinda of intimate, like it's something you shouldn't watch but at the same time you couldn't look away. Not to mentioned the growing ozone smell that was starting to make you feel queasy, the quiet didn't help either it only intensified your anxious mind, so you were grateful when finally one of them decided to speak up.

"We will never hurt you or scare on purpose." Eddie started, you wanted to reply that they were making you anxious right now but before you could Volt continued to speak.

"We will always love and protect you, no matter how small or big the threat is."

"We will make sure you're happy here, we will give you whatever you want if it means you will stay here with us."

"And most important of all..." Volt and Eddie suddenly spoke at the same time, sending a shiver down your spine as their words echoed in your mind.

"You belong to us, no one else can have you." And then Eddie continued to speak while Volt started to pepper kisses against the back of your neck. "And if anyone tries to steal you away from us then we simply have to make them go away. You belong to us and we belong to you, Little Spark. So please just accept our love and we can forget about what you've said about that supposed 'partner' of yours."

You couldn't answer, this was no longer some misunderstanding between friends. No, you knew what this was, you were caught between two, love sick yanderes who would do who knows what to have you...But it's also the perfect moment to get their guard down and give you an opening to strike.

"...You promise you will forgive me?" Both of them nodded, as you let your hand rest on the side of Eddies face which he immediately nuzzled into. "Then I will gladly accept your two's love for me and all that is included with it, no take backs now boys."

It took a while before their guards went down, you were showered in kisses and sweet nothings as they told you how long they had loved you. How they had watched from afar not wanting to overwhelm you or push you before you were ready to confess your true feelings for them but growing ever more impatient.

You nodded along, saying your own sweet words and joking with them until you saw an opening. Faking a yawn you stretched your arms high above you and you lowered them, you struck. Your hand flew to the Dateviator ready to throw them against the wall (sorry Skylar) if it meant getting away from those two. But just as your hand brushed against the cool metal frames, your wrists were caught and slammed down onto the bar.

Biting back a hiss of pain you glared at Volt while trying to free your hands from his steel grip, you even considered trying to bite him for a moment. But that didn't guarantee he would let you go, more likely then not he would simply switch to let Eddie hold your wrist. Not to mention the electric shock you could get from biting the literal embodiment of electricity. So you put that plan on the back burner, only using it if you get desperate but for now you choose to speak your mind, you were tired of all this.

"Listen up you two, let me go now! I don't wanna be here, I'm tired, I'm scared and quiet frankly I am loosing my patience with both of you!" All you wanted right now is to get away from them and talk to your partner, you just needed to hear their voice.

"We're sorry, Live Wi-"

"Dont." You snapped at Volt who recoiled from your harsh words and a glare that would even make a Tiger quiver in fear. "I wanna go back into my room, please..."

Everything was quiet, it felt lime an eternity to you before one of them finally spoke up and broke some of the tension in the room.

"We can't let you go, little spark" Eddie whispered, his hand running through your hair in a comforting gesture, that did anything but comfort you.

"We will have to keep you here until we...Fix that little 'friend' issue of yours." Volt murmured against your ear. "Now tell us, wheres your phone? We need to have stern talk with the one who thought they could steal you from us, Live Wire.'"

It felt like a bucket full of cold water was just dumped onto you, you wiggled from side to side, biting Volt's arm in a desperate attempt to escape. Ignoring the pain that rattled through your teeth, you didn't even want to think what they would say or do to your partner.

A hand grabbed your jaw and pulled you harshly to the side, you could taste the familiar taste of metal against your stained teeth.

"Fuck, Volt are you ok?"

"Don't worry about me, Eddie."

"Don't worry? They just bit you, for all we know it could get infected!"

"I will go to Farya after we've dealt with our Live Wire here." With a defeated sigh Eddie nodded and turned back to you, clearly pissed but yet his obsession kept him from lashing out on you.

"Don't worry little spark, we know this isn't how you usually are. We forgive you but don't do it again or else we will have to punish you. Maybe we should visit your dear 'partner' of you misbehave once again and show them that you are ours."

"And if they don't listen? Well, let's just say that every home has electricity, it would be a real shame if something happened to your 'close friend' right, Live wire?~" Volt grinned, his hair sparked wildly and you knew that there was a clear threat.

"So answer us, Live wire" their voices mixed together once more. "Do you love us?"

[justarkive]

TABLE 3 | JJK ch 1

“For good service and cute waitresses”

pairing: pre military!jk x fuckbuddy!oc

contents: mild language, no smut (yet), fluff, humour, celeb au, very mild angst.

wc: 1.96k

this fic is not meant to represent the real jungkook or any other characters mentioned!

taglist: if anyone wants to join pls comment!!

A/N: inspired by the iconic 97liner pics. Hi guys, this is my first id say, proper? fanfiction, im planning on making this a pretty long series ! also im posting smth i actually like, shocker! ive had secret fuck buddy oc x military!jk on my mind for so long and im so happy ive finished the part i’ve had in my notes for a hot minute! lmk what u think :> i also couldnt wait for the poll to finish before posting this haha, anyways enjoy and tysm 4 reading

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The diner is quiet tonight. Though speaking too soon may grant you with a consequence, considering its only 6pm on a Thursday. You glance at the clock realising you have a long night ahead, and complaining will utterly make everything 10x worse. What’s worse is Nari is late to her shift like usual, and your boss’ constant singing in the prep room is sure to drive you insane sooner or later. He’s still humming as your scrubbing down the bar counter- its not like it needs it, you just aren’t in the mood to be scolded by a chunky, 40 year old man.

You don’t even realise you’re scrubbing the table even more vigorously when a combination of your phone ringing in your trouser pocket and a squeal of costumers sitting by the hibachi grill completely catches you off guard. It’s Hibachi night, and your day seriously couldn’t get any worser. You’re rolling your eyes at the family of three who barely pay attention to the chef cooking in front of them, with all of their phones plastered to their faces, and when they’re finally placed down to take the plate out of the chef’s hands and your sure you dont see a gesture of thanks, your grabbing your phone, walking to the bathroom and calling Nari.

“Nari! Where the fuck are you? Its Hibachi night, you can’t leave me here alone on Hibachi night!” You’re drawing imaginary patterns on the stall wall with your fingers, shuffling your knees under your chin whilst sitting on the closed toilet seat. Nari’s quick to apologise and tell you shes on the way, and you tell her goodbye before fixing your hair in the mirror and going back outside.

You know you’re in for a long night when a group of people enter the restaurant, your boss greeting them with his signature, annoying high voice, and you’re just glad you’ll have someone to share the misery with when Nari gets here.

“Y/n! Go and serve table 3, and put a smile on your face, they’re quite the group!” You’re pushing yourself off of the bar stool, quickly taking menus and sending your boss a smile that doesn’t quite reach your eyes. The oblivious man dosent seem to notice.

Dragging yourself to Table 3, the group of men are already seated, seemingly finding something hilarious though when you step into their view, it seems to die down. You’re flashing them a smile, quickly bowing before noticing that all of them are seriously attractive.

You notice the one sitting alone first, in the best way possible, his face is sweet. He has a smile which makes his eyes turn into thin crescents on his face and you cant help but smile back at him. He’s wearing a beanie, and his face is so perfect it’s hard to keep composure. The two sitting in front catch your eyes next, one with the most beautiful tanned skin, effortlessly masculine face which makes you wonder if he’d been specially sculpted and put on the earth to kill with his looks shoots you a smile. Finally, the last one, he’s wearing a bucket hat hiding some of his face, and he’s fiddling with his lip ring. He looks the youngest out of the lot, big doe eyes peeking through his hat and, he seems to be…looking at you far more intensely than the other two seem to be. His sleeve is slightly rolled up and you cant help but stare a second too long at the most beautiful sleeve of art adorning his muscular ar-

Seriously Y/n! Get it together, be professional!

You clear your throat when he smirks at you noticing your shameless gawking placing the menus in front of them “Hello, i’ll be serving you tonight, i’m y/n, can i get you started on any drinks?”

The guy in the beanie is first to talk, voice light when he asks for a beer. His grin widens when you look at him, and it’s easy to see why people would gravitate to him like yourself. He just has that charm.

Your heart beats a little faster when the one next to him interrupts the silence of you taking his order down, asking for two beers rather than one, his gaze is equally intimidating as it is intriguing, and you’re trying so hard to keep it professional right now, “Alright, and you?”

“Water’s fine for me, thank you.” You take the orders down quickly, sure that if you stood there any longer your heart would pound out of your chest. Where the fuck is Nari?

You turn to head toward the bar to grab their drinks, and you hear the faintest chuckle from the table. “Hey, don’t you need to see my ID first?” The voice belongs to the guy in the bucket hat—the one with the doe eyes and that unreadable expression. You freeze for a second, unsure of whether he’s joking or not. You glance back at him, and he’s staring at you, lips curling into a playful smirk.

You blink, trying to keep it professional. “Uh, do i?”

He leans forward, still fiddling with his lip ring, his eyes twinkling. “I look too young for that beer, right? You know, like one of those guys who gets ID’d for everything.”

His tone is light, teasing, and for a second, you almost think he’s serious. But then his friends start laughing quietly, and you realize—he’s just messing with you. You can’t help but roll your eyes, but there’s a smile tugging at your lips anyway. “Uh-huh. Right, sure. Let me grab your ID then, Mr. Underage.”

The others crack up even harder at that, and he just shrugs, chuckling under his breath. “I swear, I get carded everywhere. It’s kinda embarrassing, but hey, at least I look young.” You smile and roll your eyes, walking away to get their drinks, but now, you’re trying not to laugh too hard at the mental image of him getting carded at the grocery store or a random café. But it’s no surprise to you, in fact his young face has you seriously considering if he was actually underage. Oh well.

When you come back, with drinks, you take down their orders for food, their effortless small talk and flirting has you feeling like they aren’t in no rush for you to leave them alone, but you remember that you’re at work, and go back to scrubbing the bar counters, but you cant help but glance down at their table every now and then.

By the time you bring out their food, the conversation around the table has picked up again, the atmosphere light and easy. You can’t help but notice the way they’re all leaning into each other, laughing over something you missed. When you set the plates down, you quickly glance around to make sure nothing’s out of place, and that’s when you spot Nari walking in. She’s just clocked in, looking hurried, but you can’t help the relieved sigh that escapes your lips.

You barely have time to throw the boys a quick wave before you head back to the bar, feeling the weight of their gazes follow you for just a second longer than you’d like. Rushing over to Nari, she’s changing into her work clothes before giving you a smile and opening her arms for a hug. “Long day already?” You groan, moving back after hugging her and fixing her hair which has moved in front of her face.

“It’s Hibachi night. Also theres a group of some serious fine men, look ove-“ Your eyebrows furrow when she follows your finger and gasps so loud you wince. “Shh! I know! But be quiet, they might catch us..”

The look on her face tells you she’s indeed not surprised about the way they look and rather “That’s the Jeon Jungkook, oh and is that- Kim Mingyu? CHA EUNWOO?!”

You blink. Then blink again. “Who?”

Nari turns to you so fast you think she might give herself whiplash. “Who?! Are you serious? Are you actually joking right now?”

You shrug, confused. “They just look like really hot guys to me… wait? You know them? Shit did you guys like-“ You make a hand motion which you hope she takes as ‘do a thing’.

She looks like she might actually pass out. “WHAT—?! Oh my god, I can’t do this right now.” Nari presses a hand to her chest like she’s physically offended by your assumption. “Do a thing?! Are you insane?”

You raise a brow. “Okay, so you didn’t. Then what’s the big deal?” She’s pulling out her phone, typing something into google.

She looks like she might actually strangle you. “Y/n, they’re famous.”

You stare at her blankly. “And? We get a shitload of famous people here, whats the big deal?”

Nari makes a strangled noise. “And?! And?! You’re telling me you don’t recognize Jeon Jungkook—of BTS?! Or Mingyu from Seventeen?! Or Cha Eunwoo, literal actor, singer, face genius?!”

You cross your arms, unimpressed. “I mean yeah, I guess i recognise it a bit but- Nari, you do realize I don’t live on the internet like you, right?”

She groans, dragging a hand down her face. “This is actually so embarrassing. You served them like they were just—regular people.”

You blink at her. “I mean, they are regular people?”

She exhales sharply, shaking her head. “No. No, they are not.”

You snort, glancing back to the table in question, The boys are still eating, but Jungkook’s eyes are quick to meet yours and you swear you see the corner of his lips quirk up like he knows exactly what your talking about. You will yourself to look away, and you see Nari sneaking pictures under the bar counter. “Well I guess it’s too late, I already treated them like normal guys, and they didn’t seem to mind.”

Nari doesn’t let up. “Okay, okay—since you’re so professional, why don’t you go check on their table? You are their server, after all.”

You narrow your eyes. “You’re up to something.”

“Me? Never.” She puts a hand to her chest like she’s offended. “I just think it’s good service to make sure everything’s okay.”

You groan. “You’re so annoying.”

“And yet, you’re still walking over.”

You mutter a few curses under your breath but do as she says, smoothing your hands over your apron as you approach the table again. They’re mid-conversation, laughing about something, but the second you arrive, Jungkook’s gaze flicks to you immediately. Great. Composure, y/n!

You take a deep breath before walking up, trying not to feel Nari’s eyes drilling into the back of your head. You’re just checking in. That’s it.

When you reach them, their conversation slows, and Jungkook glances up first, his dark eyes flickering to yours almost immediately.

“Hey, uh,” you clear your throat, gripping your notepad even though you don’t need it. “Just checking in. Everything good over here?”

Mingyu nods, smiling as he pushes his plate forward slightly. “Yeah, everything’s great. Thanks.”

Eunwoo hums in agreement, giving you a polite smile.

Jungkook, though—he doesn’t answer right away. He’s still looking at you, his fingers tapping lightly against his glass. You shift on your feet, suddenly aware of how intense his gaze is.

“It’s good,” he finally says, voice smooth but casual. “Didn’t expect to have someone checking on me so much, though.”

Your brows furrow slightly. “Huh?”

His lips quirk up just a little. “You’ve been around a lot. Just saying.”

You blink. “That’s-… literally my job.”

Mingyu huffs out a quiet laugh, shaking his head.

Jungkook exhales through his nose, barely a smile, but it’s there. “Fair enough.” He looks down at his plate, nudging a piece of food with his chopsticks before glancing up at you again. “But I don’t mind.”

Your breath catches for just a second before you snap out of it, nodding stiffly. “Right. Well. Let me know if you guys need anything.”

You spin on your heel before he can say anything else, making your way back to the bar—only to find Nari grinning at you.

“So?” she sing-songs.

You roll your eyes, pretending you don’t feel the warmth still lingering in your face. “Shut up.”

—

As the night winds down, the table of ridiculously attractive men finally finishes their meals, and you’re just about to go over when Nari beats you to it, balancing the empty plates with practiced ease. She throws you a look—one that’s way too smug for your liking—as she walks past.

You roll your eyes, pretending not to care, but you can’t help glancing over. They’re still chatting, laughing among themselves, but one of them—Jungkook—stands up, stretching a little before making his way toward the bar.

Toward you.

You pretend to be busy, wiping down an already-clean spot on the counter, but you can feel him approaching before he even says anything.

“Hey,” his voice is smooth, casual, but there’s a slight rasp to it. “Just wanted to leave a tip.”

He slides a bill toward you, and when you glance down, you realize it’s…a lot. Way more than necessary. Your eyes flicker back to him, skeptical. “This is kind of excessive, don’t you think?”

Jungkook shrugs, resting his arms against the counter, tattoos peeking out beneath his sleeve. “Service was good.”

You huff a small laugh, shaking your head. “You barely let me serve you. Nari took your plates.”

“Still counts, doesn’t it?” He tilts his head slightly, studying you in that way that makes your stomach feel weirdly unsettled. Not in a bad way—just aware.

You narrow your eyes at him, playful. “You do this everywhere you go?”

“What? Tip?”

“No.” You lean a little closer. “Flirt.”

Jungkook grins, running his tongue over his lip ring before speaking. “Only when the waitress is cute.”

Oh.

You open your mouth to respond—to throw back something equally teasing—but before you can, Mingyu calls his name from the entrance, signaling that they’re leaving. Jungkook glances over his shoulder, then back at you, his grin softening just a little.

“See you around?” he says, and you’re not even sure if it’s a question or a statement.

You don’t answer immediately, just biting back a smile as you watch him walk away. And when you finally glance down at the tip he left, there’s a note scribbled onto the bill:

“For good service. And cute waitresses.”

Maybe work wasn’t so bad tonight.

[bucket-puns]

Racing the waves.

[mrsnishimuraaa]

rearranged

PAIRING: heeseung x fem!reader

GENRE: smut

m.list

it started with a shopping trip , grabbing a few light snacks and browsing around various shops and random stores, heeseung is lazily draping his tall frame over your shoulder, hand rubbing circles around your waist as you scan the rack infront of you for anything that interests you.

his hand always placed on your waist when your walking , his hand moving with the sway of your hips as you walk around together, heeseung would occasionally scan around making sure no one is near before he rubs his palm over your ass every now and then, you look over your shoulder and look up at him with a not so threatening glare causing him to just chuckle at you, slapping your ass lightly “heeseung! we are in public” you softly push his chest, but the way you cross your legs over betrays you in your lie.

and of course heeseung catches onto that, he knows you and your body language so well but he dosent call you out on it just yet, his teasing actions continue on for the duration of your outing, rubbing your ass, slipping his hands up under your skirt , the list goes on.

and that’s how you find yourself here, bent over the sink counter in a public bathroom, skirt lifted up over your ass as heeseung plunges balls deep into you, his hand over your mouth silencing the needy moans and whines as you get your guts rearranged.

“shut up baby, don’t want anyone to hear you hm” he whispers into your ear, the thought of someone hearing you two getting it on in the bathroom sends a rush through your body, and a wave of arousal straight onto heeseungs dick, that dosent go unnoticed by him.

“so dirty” he smirks as he pushes himself impossibly deeper into your pussy, you jerk forward a sharp gasp falling out of your mouth as your eyebrows furrow, the feeling of heeseung so deeply in your pussy has your mind absolutely spinning. he continues to thrust into you, stroking deeply as his tip hits your g spot repeatedly without fault, your so drunk on his cock and the feeling of him abusing your cervix.

you push your hips back against his, so horny and needing more, “your so needy baby” he says between thrusts, fucking you into the counter harder as your gasps barely fall past your lips now, so fucked out. “oh don’t stop!” you plead, gripping the counter as the feeling of your orgasam starts to build up against you.

“yeah you gonna cum?” he teases you , he knows you love the way he dirty talks you “gonna make a mess on this dick?” rubbing his palm over your ass with a slap. groaning at the way your walls clench around his dick, he throws his head back as he grips your hips, before biting his lip and looking down at the way your ass recoils with every thrust he feeds you. your moans growing higher as he strokes deep in you “shit i’m gonna cum” he’s gripping your hips even harder now “gonna fill this pussy up” he breathes out, you nod, too fucked out to even make up a sentence.

in seconds your orgasam hits you like a fucking train, almost screaming out his name as the knot in your stomach snaps, a string of moans and whines being drawn out of you as he fucks you through your orgasam, and then a final deep thrust that makes you fall forward as hot cum spurts inside of you “yeah just like that” his hips falter slightly “good girl you take it so well” he takes a moment to catch his breath as he pulls out and turns you around , placing a hand on your waist to support you as he fixes your skirt and hair up. doing up the zipper and button on his pants afterwards before placing a kiss on your forehead with a light ‘i love you’ and hoping the two of you can get away with this.

[spaceyboo]

Hello! Good day I don't know if your requests are open but if it isn't you can just ignore this :)

Could you please do hxh adult trio + feitan smut reacting to reader when they suddenly see reader wearing this when they got home tired from whatever they were doing?

https://vt.tiktok.com/ZSLa18xdn/

I don't have a specific type of fanfic in mind so you can just do whatever you're most comfortable with! Thank youuu I hope you have a nice day! <3 (if the characters are too much you can just do chrollo and feitan if you like :))

pairings: hisoka morow, illumi zoldyck, chrollo lucifer,

cw: oral sex, doggy style, degradation, sending noods, masturbation, mating press, overstimulation, squirting, lingerie, teasing, cum swallowing, whimpering

a/n: sorry for the LONG wait i’ve been going through a lot. (the tiktok link dosent work anymore sadly + i added some fanon illumi). i couldn’t do the feitan one but hopefully you like these :)

♡ Chrollo Lucifer

you were at home scrolling through your instagram feed bored out of your mind. your fiancé was at work while you took the day off which you later regret as your bordem got worse. you then got the idea to mess with your fiancé a little just to see how he’d react. you got dressed in your silk black lingerie, put on makeup that he loves seeing you with, and did your hair nicely.

you were ready to fulfill your plan. you took a picture in front of your full body mirror exposing your breasts through the lingerie. you did a seductive pose and a kissy face at the camera. you looked at the picture just to check if everything was looking good then you hit send. once you saw that the word “delivered” was under your picture you began pacing around the room. this could either go extremely good or extremely bad since this was something new you were trying.

10 minutes had passed and you were met with 6 messages. some of the messages were like “baby i’m at work.” “you look divine my love but now is not the time” “baby you got me hard at work.” “i’m coming home early in about 10 minutes to deal with you.”

after reading the messages, you were oh so needy that you were clenching over nothing, imagining him inside of you. you were snapped back into present time when you heard a car parking in your garage from your upstairs window. it was your beloved fiancé.

you walked down the stairs, taking your time as you waited for him to enter. he swiftly unlocked the door to meet you standing just a couple inches away from the door. “distracting me and getting me hard at work huh?” he said throwing his briefcase on the floor and immediately latching onto you.

he grabbed your ass, your breasts, your hips, anywhere that he could get his hands on. your tongues were both fighting for dominance and it was clear he was winning. he pulled back from the heated kiss wrapping a hand around your throat, with a light amount of pressure.

“take your pretty fucking face upstairs to our room, i’ll only be a minute.” you nodded and made your way upstairs feeling his gaze with each step you took.

he was upstairs in just about 20 seconds fully naked and in those few seconds he already had you pinned on the bed by your arms. “on your knees, now.” you did as you were told, arching your back so you would be able to feel the extremities of his dick. one swift snap of his hips was all it took to get you dick whipped, your head already in the clouds. “already dazed from my dick? you wanted this so your gonna take it. understand?” before you could even answer he gripped your hips even firmer than before and pounded into you relentlessly. he pushed your lower back into an even deeper arch, his dick plunging in and out of your sopping cunt.

he then releases his grip from one of your sides and reaches under to make contact with your pussy. he rubbed circles on your clit, his pace never faltering. you were gripping the sheets for dear life, your eyes rolling back from the added pleasure. your jaw was slightly agape as you uttered out muffled moans. “fuckk! i’m s-sorry. i won’t do that again!” you cried out hoping he would slow down his pace. but that just made him want to fuck you harder.

“i’m not done with you yet. take it like a good girl for me.” with those words you were driven to your climax. your legs were shaking uncontrollably as you came on his dick. you tried running from his dick as you were overwhelmed but that was stopped immediately. “where are you going pretty girl? i told you i’m not finished with you yet.”

♡ Illumi Zoldyck

it was illumi’s birthday and instead of spending the day with his girlfriend, he was stuck at work for most of the day. he was supposed to be coming home late at night so you decided to surprise him by going to buy a silk lingerie set and decorate the place with rose petals and candles to set the mood. everything was ready, you just had to wait for the birthday boy.

you finally hear the door open after waiting for ages. you sat up on the bed waiting for him to see his surprise. he walked upstairs, following the trail of petals that lead to the bedroom. he was met with you, legs crossed and biting your lower lip in anticipation. you got up and walked up to him as he was still in the doorway. he was surprised to say the least. “happy birthday my love” you said as you walked up and gave him a kiss. he immediately kissed back. “you didn’t have to do all this my love” he said as he pulled away to look at you. he didn’t like causing trouble for others at all and would rather suffer instead of complain. “but i still did because i love you. and it’s your birthday, you should live a little.” you said as you chuckled.

he gave such a warm smile that melted your heart instantly. “and look, i got all dressed up just for you.” you stepped back a little so he could get a good look, he was instantly transfixed by you. you grabbed his slender, veiny arms and led him to the bed. you gave him a couple more kisses on his face when you tied up your hair and got on your knees in front of his legs.

you took off his pants and underwear revealing his dick which was practically covered with veins. precum was already leaking from his flushed tip when you gave it a teasing lick making him jolt up a little. you used your spit as lube as you began moving your hands up and down his cock while you sucked on his tip. “shit..” he mumbled under his breath.

“you’re so handsome, you know that?” you said with loving eyes as he looked down to you. you then removed your hands and began using your mouth instead. bobbing your head up and down sending him into pure bliss. your eyes never once left his as you used one of your hands to massage his balls. “fuckkk..” he continuously said as his hand covered his mouth trying to mask his moans. you were making it so hard for him to hide his moans and whimpers it was too cute ):“cmon baby it’s your birthday you can be as loud as you want.”

you said as you swallowed his dick whole earning you many whimpers. “hah, mm~ this feels amazing” you were so wet hearing his moans. you swirled your tongue on his tip when he began bucking his hips into your mouth signaling he was about to come. he grabbed your head with one hand while the other was covering his mouth, which did a lousy job at muffling his moans. he forced his whole length down your throat, releasing his seed in your mouth. his whimpers gradually got louder. “y-yeah, just like t-that ohh mm~ fuuck” after he was sucked dry of all his cum, you swallowed all of it and made sure he watched. “what should we do next birthday boy?”

♡ Hisoka Morow

hisoka is a such a needy person especially when it comes to you. it didn’t help that his job made him work extra hours meaning he would be gone from you for way longer. he couldn’t stand it, you couldn’t stand it, it was terrible. that’s when he had the idea to leave work early and surprise you. when he got home from work, he expected you to be on the couch watching a show which is what you always did but you weren’t there. he called out for you. no answer. he made his way upstairs to your shared bedroom. his eyes were wide open at the scene displayed in front of him.

you had on a silk black lingerie that hisoka got for you that fit your figure perfectly. you had dropped the sleeves of the lingerie exposing your breast, one hand massaging your breast while the other was knuckles deep inside your cunt, curled up to try and hit the spots no one but hisoka could reach. your eyebrows were furrowed as you were frustrated trying to ressemble his fingers. adding three fingers to reach climax which was proven difficult as you were too accustomed to hisokas fingers. you moaned out his name feeling your orgasm coming close, your eyes shut as you were trying to focus on cumming, but was interrupted by a familiar voice. “missed me this much huh darling?”

your fingers immediately left your cunt as you felt a rush of embarrassement and shock. “shit i-i- didn’t expect you to come home this early, i’m sorry.” you said pulling the blanket to cover your body.

“don’t apologize sweetheart, i’ve been missing you so much as well these past days, we haven’t had anytime alone in ages. well now that i’m here, how about i help you out there? your face looked so cute trying to cum without me~” he began to undress, revealing his slim but lengthy cock. his slim figure hovered over you bringing your legs to your chest and pinning them so you couldn’t escape from him.

“you look so beautiful in this outfit my love~” he whispered in your ear, aligning his dick to your pussy. you were caught off guard when he shoved his whole dick in you. he was so deep in this position, you thought you were going to cum instantly. you let out a throaty moan which hisoka concealed with a soft kiss as he pounded into you sloppily as he was exhausted from work but so deep. “hisoka, y-you’re going s- so deep,” you moaned out, eyes rolled back, mouth slightly open.

“i know darling i just want to make you feel good.” he said. the more he fucked you, the more you started coming undone and he could tell by every squirm you did, every back arch, every “it’s too much” and every moan that left your throat. “hisoka ‘m gonna come!” you said as tears began to fall from the intense feeling.

“go on princess, make a mess.” he said, his eyes never leaving yours. after a couple more thrusts you squirted on his lower abdomen, coating him and the bed sheets. your whole body was shaking from the intensity. he started rubbing circles on your clit making you terribly sensitive. “you’re so adorable y/n~” you started seeing stars, it was too much for you to handle. “you think you can cum again darling?”

[pipermcleanswife]

i need domestic fluff with mac 😭 like bedtime routine, watching movies together, having game nights on the pc together im so down bad for this computer i will take anything <3 ty

HI HII!!! OH MY DOUBLE GOSH. I LOVED THIS REQUEST! I HAD LIKE A GAZILLION IDEAS SO I JUST DECIDED TO CRAM THEM INTO HEADCANNONS (plus i was looking for a reason to spread more of my mac propaganda) I HOPE THATS ALRIGHTY!!💗💗Now, MOST of these headcannons are for once they are realized!! I've also included some other just random blurbs i thought of while writing these out! I hope you enjoy!!!

Warnings? Mac being a cutie pie

‼️Gender neutral reader‼️

• Once mac is realized they surprisingly dont change much. Its very hard for them to adapt to having human needs but you help them. Things get easier for the both of you.

• Im gonna be so fr, they are lowkey SO jealous if you decide you want to buy a new computer once they are realized. They are just so scared you wont need or want their help anymore.

• Mac is still a MAJOR nerd. Im serious. They get so geeked out to play new games with you, or read about some new tech advancements. I hope you've upgraded your vocabulary because you ARE getting an earful that you may or may not understand.

• Mac would help you find a job that keeps you at home so that they can be around you and you can teach them about life and stuff. If you cant find one though, they literally wait ALL day for you, calls you multiple times a day. Your breaks are usually spent texting and sharing stupid pictures with them.

• Mac LOVES to help with literally anything. It helps them reassure themselves that you want them around, that they ARE enough for you

• Mac is one of the most supportive people ever. They look at you like you hung the moon and stars. They ADORE when you show off a new outfit you bought and maybe some other purchases…

• Another favorite pastime is taking baths together, they just like the idea of sitting in your lap and having their hair washed.

• They love to play games with you, it's just so wonderful to have something like that with you. They weren't sure they would like it at first, BUT they love playing little world building games like Minecraft or animal crossing with you. I also feel it in my soul that they like the Hades games and probably deltarune

• Obviously they are still a tech nerd and since they can't just not sleep anymore you have to remind them, I'm so serious, they will not even recognize the exhaustion unless you come and get them and take them to bed

• Speaking of beds and cuddling. They ADORE to cuddle. I don't think they have a favorite way to cuddle because they just love being with you. They do like to spoon a lot and lay on top of you though!

• nighttime routines are really nice and calm. (Let's pretend you are strong enough to carry Mac up the stairs, let's be real though that twink can't possibly weigh more than 5 apples) Mac LOVES to help you comb through your hair or read something with you to get nice and tired, they can also think of... alternative....methods, they do tend to be quite creative in their options... Mac loves to help you wipe off your makeup (if you wear any) and they really like to rub your shoulders and whisper you some sweet words. They feel like you don't get the praise you deserve and make sure that you fall asleep knowing that they love you so much.

• Like I said in my last post about mac, They are so affectionate. LOVES HAND HOLDING. It's a requirement. No options

• Mac is actually really good about reminding you to do things, but forgets their own stuff. Like if you need to charge your phone but you forgot they'll be like “you need to charge your phone babes” and their phones dead. Deader than any straight white man who says, “school dosent matter” entrepreneur dreams.

• Honestly genuinely a wonderful partner. Plans fun dates for you two to go on every other week because they understand that it might could overwhelm you a little bit and you work hard, you would probably rather have a nice relaxation week. and on the weeks you dont have a date you guys have a movie or game night. Also, you two make dinner together frequently, they really like to help in the kitchen, big fan of baking.

• They totally have planned dates based on the fanfiction that you've read.

• Sometimes they feel incomplete not knowing everything you're searching up or browsing, not in a creepy way, it's just that was their purpose before you realized them, that was what they spent years doing, so sometimes they like to lean over and peer at whatever you're doing. And maybe they just so happen stalk your socials a little bit.

• They really like matcha and coffee, I am so sure of this. They were not sure they would like it. They get this strawberry matcha drink with sweet foam on top, and they share it with you everytime because they love sharing with you.

• That's another thing, Mac loves to share. Cold? “Well, I'm warm enough, take my jacket, win for both of us because you'll be warm and I get to see you look cute in my stuff.” (they are FREEZING, but their CPU- I mean, their heart just feels so warm around you that they hardly notice) Thirsty? “Here, you can have some of mine, lovely.” Hungry? “Aww babes, it's a good thing I'm coincidentally eating a food you really like!” (they got it because they KNEW they were going to give you some)

• Mac just loves you and is so happy that you're in their life.

Random headcannons because I can.

🖥️- yk those goofy stickers you have on the back of your MacBook? Those funny stickers are definitely on mac too. All over their back. Much like fantina except theirs are like tattoos until you remove them. But they disappear in their realized form. Which honestly makes them sad.

🖥️- macs glasses are blue light and they are not afraid to offer them to you when they can tell you're gonna be working overtime on Ao3

🖥️- they LOVE to smell nice. I'm so fr. Bath and body works for-lifer. ESPECIALLY a fan of that aromatherapy line they have. Will ask you what your fav scent is and then buy it so you snuggle up with them more.

“Hey baby, which one of these do you like” they say holding out two bottles of some type of soap. After taking a quick sniff of both you ultimately decided on the one in their right hand. “Hmmm, the one on the right is my fav” you say with a small hum. They made their purchase so fast you'd barley even finished picking out the rest of your things! (Speaking of which, if you've never tried the eucalyptus bath and body works shower steamer, YOU SHOULD, oh my double goodness, it is DIVINE)

🖥️- in the most loving way, Mac is a smartass. They are aware of this. They don't mean it in a malicious way. They just love to teach and inform you of things! It's the way your eyes light up and process the information, and don't even get them started on the fact that you sit there and let them explain for as long as they want, even if they drag on the most elementary of topics

🖥️- terrible immune system, horrible. Seasonal allergies kick their ass.

🖥️- we all know this FREAK makes whatever they can sensual and flirty, you can be chilling on your phone while cuddling on the couch with them and they'll whisper something so devious in your ear you actually throw the damn phone

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PHEW... That was a lot. Kinda proofread, kinda didn't, I KNOW, YOU CAN BOO ME IN THE COMMENTS. I'm SOOO sorry this didn't get out sooner. life is crazy, right?? I hope you guys enjoyed this tasty meal I cooked up for y'all. Love ya, songbirds!

[innerfeelings1]

Am I the only one who thinks Daryl could be so sweet but also Satan himself during sex??

A/n - just a Drabble because I see a lot of sub Daryl so I had to bring this out. Daryl wouldn’t submit to anyone, maybe he’d give you a few chances though.

Like of course your baby doll he’s petting your hair out of ur face calling you beautiful while he fucking tears your cunt out like it needs reconstruction, the soft kisses the whispers the pleasure and sweetness the “tha’s okay baby girl?” Every few minutes to make sure your taking his dick well and your okay. The same Daryl to choose missionary because he wants to look into your beautiful eyes while he bonds your bodies together. I love the idea of soft Daryl.. I mean Daryl wouldn’t submit to anyone he’s known so far, maybe he’d let you top him sometime but eventually you’d be to sloppy or to slow and he’d flip it back over with the “it’s al’right I got you”

But dom daryl. gulp.

Attitude, an eye roll, a scoff, a mean stare, a eyebrow raise, the way you put your coffee mug down a little hard Daryl dosent like his sweet baby being all bratty or rough. The way at any small damn inconvenience you throw ur hands up and argue if a limb from a tree is a stick or a twig, but it’s not because your childish.. it’s just you fucking LIVE to feel how he manhandles you. You press all the right mechanics on him and now he’s ball deep inside of your cunt, your hair in his fist knotted up in doggy style. “Yeah? You like tha’? yeah fuckin course ya’ do.. such a fucking dirty whore for me ain’t’ ya’.”

Daryl who would have a daddy kink and land a hard SMACK on your ass everytime you forgot to call him it, the way you’d cry and plead for forgiveness how you’d be a good girl. (No the fuck you wouldnt, Daryl knew this I mean you’ve said that what.. like 100 punish fucks ago) the way he’d bite and slap and pinch and fuck you to oblivion til you obey him, til you learn your just a lil girl in his big world. When he’s finished inside you and still hasn’t let you cum, shoving your panties back on you and pulling you in for a rough passionate kiss. Tears streaming from your glossy eyes bringing a smirk to his mouth. Of course he’s got darcyphilia, and why wouldn’t he? Seeing you all messy hair, crying whimpering because you want his cock, and he’s all control of what you get. Daryl fucking loves it, Telling you to keep his cum in until he says so and maybe he will let you cum tomorrow, or in a week. He’s bad at decisions, you’ll cum sometime though, probably because even if he’s rough your still his princess even in the apocalypse.

[whimsicalwritersstuff]

hi beautiful 🩵 I read all your work and is perrrfect!!!! can I request joel miller x reader where they break up *idk why but they did* and joel is always texting her, stalking her, nnd one night Joel invites her to dinner at his house, (and she goes bc she loves him) he makes everything super romantic, and while they're having dinner he says, "When are you coming back? Come back home, babygirl." And the end is up to u 💖❤️‍🔥 this get super long omg sorry. Thank you so much

── "Come back home, Babygirl."

Pairings: Joel miller x fem!reader

No outbreak-

Content warnings: 18+ ONLY, minors DNI. Break-up & reconciliation, praise kink, unprotected sex, creampies, soft dominance. praise & dirty talk, soft obsession, dom!Joel, sub!reader, Established Relationship.

Summary: You and Joel broke up. Neither of you ever moved on. Weeks pass. He keeps texting, watching. You try to stay strong. Until the night he invited you to dinner, just one night.

Just one night to see him again.

But when Joel miller loves, he doesn't let go easy. And tonight? He's not letting you walk out again.

Word count: 1.399

The sky was dusky, that soft blue gray that happens just before the stars really show themselves. You stood at the edge of Joel's porch, arms crossed tightly over your chest, heart in your throat.

You shouldn't be here.

You should've ignored the text.

"Just dinner. Just us. 7pm. - J."

No strings, he said.

But Joel miller never played with string.

He wrapped people in chains.

You knock. Soft. Then harder.

The door creaks open before you can second guess it again.

And there he is.

Joel.

Older. Grayer. Those frown lines deeper. His sallr and pepper beard trimmed, his hair abit longer. But his eyes- those damn eyes, look at you like no time passed at all.

"Hey, baby."

Your stomach flips.

"Dont call me that."

He doesn't apologize. Of course he dosent. Just steps aside so you can walk in, bjs scent immediately wrapping around you. Cedarwood, leather and the faint spice of the chili in the kitchen.

You swallow hard.

"Smells good."

"Been cookin' all day," be says. "Wanted it to be right."

His voice is softer than usual. That careful tone he used to use when you cried. When you were in his bed and afraid to admit you loved him.. you look around. The table's set. Candles lit. Two glasses of red wine. Cloth napkins. Joel miller set out cloth napkins.

"You never did this when we were together."

"yeah," he mutters, rubbing the back of his neck. "I fucked a lotta things up when we were together."

Your heart clenches, but ouu don't let it show, you sit stiffly at the table. Joel follows, handing you your wine like it's fragile.

The dinner passes in waves, quiet at first. Then warner. Easier.

He tells you about how work is. About Sarah. How he'd been learning to grow tomatoes in his spare time. You laugh once, then cover your mouth, guilty for smiling.

He just watches you with that look.

The one that says you were never gone to him.

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Later, you're helping him clean up. He never insists on drying, even though he never used to.

And then it happens.

He turns to you slowly, leans against the sink, towel still in hand, His voice low. "When are you coming back?"

You blink.

"Joel-"

"Come back home, babygirl...

That word.

That voice.

That ache.

You freeze, heart hammering, mouth dry.

"You don't get to call me that. Not after everything..."

"I do" he says, stepping closee. "Because you're still mine. You don't have to say it. I know it. I see it every time you look at mekke like your chest's on fire."

He reaches out, fingers brushing your wrist. Gentle. Hesitant. But not weak. "I know I pushed you away. Got scared. Got angry. Said shit I did t mean. But you-"

His voice cracks.

"You never stopped being home to me."

The room is spinning. Your breath feels caught between now and everything that uaedtobe.

You should say no.

You should say it's too late.

But Joel steps closer, hands now at your waist, his forehead pressing against yours. "Please... Just come home. Let me fix it. Let me love you right..."

You look up into those pleading brown eyes and you realize: this man would burn the world down to keep you.

His lips bover just above yours, breath trembling against your mihtb like he's scared you'll disappear if he kisses you too hard.

But you're not going anywhere.

"I never wanted to go," you whisper.

"Then don't," Joel breathes, voice low and wrecked. "Stay. Let me love you the way I should've before."

You kiss him first.

And it's slow, his mouth is warm and certain. His hands sliding up your sides like he's rememberjng every incekf you. You press to his body, soft curves meeting the solid strength of him and suddenly there's no past between you. Only now. He breaks the kiss, forehead pressed to you're, both of you breathing hard.

"I missed you,babygirl," he murmurs. "Every goddamn second. You don't know what it did to me, not havin' you here." Your fingers curl into his shirt. "Then show me."

That's all he needs.

Joe lifts you up, strong arms, steady hands, like it costs him nothing even now.

You gasp, clinging to him as he carries you down the hallway to the bedroom. The lights are low and the sheets are still the same ones you used to sleep in.

He lays you downike you're breakable. Like something he treasures.

And then he just looks at you.

"You're still the most beautiful thing I've ever seen," he says. "Can't believe I let you walk away."

You pull him down to you but he doesn't rush. He kisses your mouth, your jaw, your throat. His hands roam gripping your waist, kneading your thighs, dragging the hem of your shirt slowly.

"Take it off," you breathe.

"Patience, sweetheart." He murmurs.

"I'm not lettin' myseflf forget a single fuckin' detail this time."

Your shirt goes off first. Then your bra. He grownd softly when he sees your bare breasts, full, nipples already peaked from his touch.

"Goddamn," he mutters, thumbing your nipple, then leaning in to suck it slowly into his mouth. "You've always been so sensitive here..."

You moan, hips shifting. He sucks greedily, switching sides, letting his tongue drag slow, wet circles around each one while his hand slips beneath the waistband of your plants. "You wet already?" He murmurs against your skin. "Fuck, baby. You missed this, huh? Missed me?"

You nod, breathless. "Yes. So much."

He pulls your pants and panties down together, tossing them aside and settles between your legs like he belongs there. And he does. His fingers stroke through your folds, slick and ready for him. He teases you with two of his fingers, slow and deep, watching your face the whole time.

"That's it, babygirl... Open up for me. Been waitin' so long to touch you again."

You whimper when pulls his hand away but then he's stripping off his own clothes, shirt first, then jeans until he's bare Infront of you..

Still so solid, still so him.

He strokes himself slowly, the tip red and leaking. And your thighs tremble with need.

"You sure about this?" He asks, "cause once I have you again, I'm not lettin' go."

"Joel," you whisper, pulling him towed you. "I was yours the whole time."

That breaks sometbingin him.

He pushes himself inside you slow, inch by thick inch, and both of you gasp at the stretch. He fills you like nothing else ever had. Like your body remembers him.

"Fuck.." he groans, pressing his forehead to yours. "You still fit me like heaven, baby."

He starts moving, deep,slow thrusts that grinds against every sensitive spot. Your hands clutch at his back, nails dragging, your moans soft and sweet in his ear.

"I missed this..." you pant as you wrap your legs around his waist, pulling him closer. "Like I'm still yours."

"You are," Joel growls, voice dark and fill of ache. "Mine. Say it."

"Yours. I'm yours, Joel..."

He pounds into you harder at that, sweat beading at his temple. His hand sneaking between your bodies to run slow circles on your clit. You cry out and he kisses you quiet.

"Cum for me," he murmurs. "I wanna feel toy fall apart around me. Show me how much you missed me."

You do.

It hits hard, a rush of heat and pleasure and emotion that makes you sob into his shoulder. He groans as yoy clench around him, fucking you through it, chasing his own release.

"I'm gonna fill you up, baby." He pants. "You want that? Want me leakin' out of you all night like I used to?"

"Yes, please, joel- please."

He groans deep, hips stuttering and then he spills inside you, thick and hot, his mouth pressed to your throat as he gasps your name like a prayer.

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When it's over, he dosent pull out. He just holds you.

You're tangled up in sweat and blankets, your legs still around his waist, your bodies trembling with what you just gave each other.

"I love you," you whisper,and his breath catches.

"I never stopped," Joel says, voice hoarse and thick. "And I never will." He kissees your forehead, your nose, your lips.

And this time, you don't leave.

[sweeeetjjk]

VirginClueless!choso with lowkeyperv!reader

Warnings: none- read what you want

Reminder: don’t forget to leave requests in my asks of anything really, I don’t kink shame 😼

And let me know if you wanna be added to taglist!

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It’s a hot day. So hot you don’t even hear the kids playing outside. You and choso are in his room, splayed out on the bed, with 4 fans facing you.

“Fuckkkk man it’s hot” you mumble, wiping the sweat off your forehead. “What the hell is wrong with your AC

“Sorry it’s broken, and mantiance hasent come by no matter how much I ask” he says softly, using his hand to fan his face. “You know you didn’t have to come over”

“Didn’t want you to suffer in hell alone” you say, giggling after. You don’t even have the energy to get on your phone.

“If your so hot just take off your shirt” he says, eyes still closed.

“What?” You say a little suprised. You can’t tell if he’s joking or dead serious, but the blank stare he has face lets you know he’s not joking.

“My shirts off, and I know your hot so just take yours off too, unless you’d rather burn” he says with a shrug.

Choso has always been innocent , at least that’s how it seems, and not the “oh I’ve never had sex” kind of way. It’s the “what is sex” kind of way. He’s the kind of guy that when he’s hard around you, he walks around like it dosent matter. Not to be weird, but because he genuinely dosent know what to do with it. “I usually just wait for it to go away” he says with a soft smile. “No big deal, I don’t know why this always happens, but it hurts”

You don’t know how he came this far in life without even knowing how to jerk off, but there’s so many times where you lay in bed at night, thinking about giving your best friend his first orgasam.

“Okay y-yeah sure” you say before lifting your shirt up and over your head. You know he dosent think this is inappropriate but you love that about him, and what you love even more is taking advantage of it.

He looks over at you as soon as you fling your shirt onto the floor, looking at you without your shirt for the first time. You see his pants start to become tighter as he shamelessly stares.

“Choso stop being a creep” you say rolling your eyes at him.

“Sorry” he says shame showing itself in a pink blush. He still stares though, looking a bit confused. “Are those like a protective shield to protect your heart”

“What?” You burst out laughing. “A protective Shield?!”

“I don’t know” he says , finally looking away. “But it’s making me feel funny”

“What did I tell you about your boners”

“That it means I’m very happy to see you, and that I should only show it to you for check-ups” he says looking down, and sitting up slightly.

“And..?”

“That I should always let you know if I feel it so you can help me”

“Such a good boy” you say crawling over to him. “Only me huh? Let me see it, and remember to tell me if you ever want to stop okay baby?”

“Okay” he says, happily pulling his pants down, showing you his aching throbbing cock, his balls look surprisingly full. You sit next to him and grab them in your hand softly.

“You really haven’t touched yourself have you?”

“No, I haven’t… not since last time” he says shyly, his hips moving in your hold

Oh, you might’ve forgotten to mention that you do routine “check ups” to help choso with his “problem”. You say that your the only one who can “fix his dick” from it, by coaxing the “white stuff” he calls it, out from his dick.

It may be a little wrong, but you need him to keep comming back to you. To stay clueless.

To need you.

“Somebody did try to help me too though” he says , still looking at your hand massaging his balls teasingly.

“What?? Who”

“I don’t know, this girl at a party Yuji drug me to. But I didn’t let her. I told her you’ve already done it for me!” He says, starting to smile a bit.

“Okay that’s so good choso, are you ready for your reward?”

“Yes, i-I need it please” he pants under his breath, always being worked up from just such little touch.

This days gonna get a whollleee lot hotter.

I’ll only do part two if I get 150 notes on this - sorry to edge you guys 💔