#<- in ur face man el oh el

[absurdumsid]

I was talking about this

https://www.tumblr.com/onionchives/705592916893106176/so-on-the-set-of-underverse-sans-what-does-cross

It was from uvstudio where you could ask characters questions from underverse questions

its ok anon this isnt the canon blog

X! Sans/Cross belongs to jakei95

Fell! Sans belongs to Fella/Vic

[seattlesellie]

hi angel i saw u say you wanted more fluffy ellie requests and i thought about maybe something along the lines of the cute pics she has of you two in her phone idk it’s just something i thought of u don’t have to write it if u don’t want to i just love ur blog and everything u write 💗💗💗💗🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻

not about love ♡

pre-dating slightly loser college!ellie 🦕 incoming !! basically u go through ellies phone and find… something. part 1 of… maybe?

warnings: slightly mean ellie for a second, sexual tension, mentions of weed and alcohol.

part 2

Tic-Toc, the gentle sounds of the ancient clock in Ellie’s room filled the thick air. a gift from Joel. It was a warm, lazy afternoon. You almost fell asleep, almost. Her bed smelled like her, so did the ruffled, Nirvana t-shirt you were laying on. Everything in this room practically screamed Ellie. The scent, the sketches on the wall — of Dina, and Jesse, and you. Why did she have more sketches of you than anyone else? A dinosaur lego, a miniature solar system, obscure band posters, Oh! here’s the pin you gifted her once!, two pairs of mismatched socks, a random rock (“It’s from like, the moon” she said. It was from the local science museum.)

“El” you whined, receiving a gentle hum in response.

“I’m bored” you exclaimed with a heavy sigh. It's not as if she owed you any attention, she told you she had to study. For some reason, some odd reason nor you or her could put your finger on, you had to be there with her. “Well” you excused. “It’s not like I have anything better to do, right?” A lie. What about your project due Monday? Nevermind.

“Catch this” she exclaimed, tossing a serene light blue stress ball directly at your face.

“Ow!” you whined, yet again. If only you knew what those whines did to her.

“Sorry bro, gotta finish this fucking question. She said, flexing her sore hand. “Fuck this fucking Prof, seriously” She mumbled, clearly annoyed, clearly frustrated. Ellie had this thing, well, if you could even call something that she only had specifically with you a “Thing” — where she had to call you by those stupid names. “Dude” “Bro” “Jeez man!” just to see you squirm. Youd flinch ever so slightly, a fleeting reaction that betrayed a hint of offense flickering in your eyes. Every time you couldn’t help but pout, couldn’t help but look a little bit hurt, it did something to her. It wasn’t because she liked hurting you, God knows she didn’t. It would give her a glimmer of hope, of light. Shed journal about it, too;

“I called her Bro again. She looked really sad. Why does she get sad? I’m so fucking stupid. It’s probably because no one else calls her fucking bro, I’m literally delusional. Also had expired fucking Pizza. Worst day ever. Shit. Not that bad because she smiled at batted her eyelashes. God Ellie you need therapy.” YOURE A DUMBASS!!!!”

Half an hour had elapsed, brimming with Ellie muttering to herself under her breath. lighting a blunt, burning the blunt, passing it to you, begging you to give it back after 3 seconds.

You were pretty sure you had gone through every single app on your phone five times already. Stalking rando’s on Instagram, watching ASMR tiktoks, talking shit with Dina in the groupchat. How much more of this boredom could you take? My god, you were humming a stupid melody to yourself.

“Griiiind boy you know I grind when I pull-“

“Shh”

Did Ellie just shush you?!

“Excuse me?” You said.

“I’m trying to concentrate. Also what the fuck is a Fartulum?” Ellie retorted, withdrawing slightly and punctuating her frustration with stomps on the floor. God, she was too fucking cute.

“Can I play on your phone?” You questioned innocently. One more opening and closing the same App and you’d have lost your damn mind. You could practically see the Candy Crush candies popping inside of your brain every time you closed your eyes.

“No” she answered bluntly.

“Why? you scared I’ll find your nudes? Not gonna look- Swear on my li-“

You could hear her eye rolling, somehow.

“I dont have fucking nudes” she affirmed with a touch of exasperation.

“Someone else’s?” you said quietly. Your tone almost exposed you. Almost.

“Psh… no” Ellie said in return, just as quiet. Her tone almost exposed her, too.

Wish I had yours. Shut it, Ellie.

“Then let me go on your phone” You whined, got off the bed and almost slipped on one of her belts that laid on the floor. So messy, so, so Ellie.

She cast a sidelong glance at you, her eyes darting from the corner of her vision. Her grip on the pen was incredibly tight. It happened every time you got near, got too close to her. Whether it was clutching the strings of her hoodie, her knuckles turning white with tension, or her toes curling in a clenched stance. Shed never ever admit it to herself, cool, calm & collected, but fuck did you make her nervous.

You settled yourself on the chair beside her, causing her to divert every ounce of her attention back to her assignment, shifting it solely onto you. You. You. You.

She gazed directly into your eyes, and a peculiar warmth flooded your face. Its funny how even after being friends for all this time, making eye contact with her managed to stir something within you. She asked you about it once, mid fight. “You never even look at me when we talk!” she huffed. “Yes I do!” no you dont. “No you don’t!” and when your lips quivered, turning you in, she left it at that.

Ellie scratched the back of her neck, her arms flexing subtly with the motion. You gave her that look, the look that made her cheeks go bright pink, her hands clam up. She bit her lip. “Fine”. You won, flashing her a toothy smile she couldn’t help but grin at.

And there you were, with Ellie’s iPhone 5C (Yeah, she never got that buying a new iPhone every 2 years phenomenon) laying on Ellie’s bed, in Ellie’s room.

“Ew - Ellie what the fuck? why is your screen greasy?!” You squirmed, fingertips grazing over her slightly sticky screen. Is that fucking chicken nuggets residue?

“Shut up, dude. You asked me for my phone so deal with the consequences”

Dude.

You rolled your eyes, proceeded to wipe the screen of her phone with the corner of her cozy flannel bedsheet. Her phone was really warm. One more month and it would probably set on fire.

“Password?” You questioned, and shifted to lay on your stomach, your cheek caressing the pillow. It had a little auburn colored hair laying on top of it.

Ellie huffed and waited a second before she responded, contemplating again. It’s harmless, fuck it.

“2222”

“Okay, seriously - you could get hacked with that dumbass password”

“Pffft” Ellie huffed. “I’d fucking beat them up if they tried robbing me” she said, ever the brave.

“I’m not… talking about robbers, Ellie. Like, hackers?”

“Same thing”

“You cant beat up hackers they’re- Nevermind” you sighed.

2222.

If the room was classic Ellie, god, so was her phone. Default Apple background, because she truly couldn’t be bothered. iMessage, Instagram with four pictures on her feed; One of her arm slightly flexing her tat (who the fuck was the bitch who commented “damn” under there?), one of a stray cat wearing her grey beanie, a meme that says “Fuck sex. Let’s do something romantic like play Fireboy and Watergirl on CoolMathGames.Com” (God, she thought she was so funny for that one. 6 Likes, one from you, one from Jesse, the fake Instagram account you and Dina created for Joel, her ex Cat, and one from Dina and a spam bot). Next to the Instagram laid the NASA app (of course), Call Of Duty for iPhone (Made her sleep for only fifteen minutes one night), calculator, 9GAG (People still use that?!), and… her gallery.

You pursed your lips, contemplating the situation. Should you?after all, Ellie said; No nudes. So what could possibly be on there?

Of course.

You couldn't contain a soft giggle that escaped your lips, earning an inquisitive whine from Ellie. "What's so funny?" she grumbled, unable to resist her curiosity.

“Said you were studying, so study” You said, while scrolling through her gallery.

As you readjusted your position on the bed, you unintentionally swiped to the left, revealing her albums. Just harmless browsing, right?

“Screenshots”

“Funny memes”

“Pics to send Jesse when he’s being stupid”

“Dhhdjsjsou”

“Stink ❤️”

A picture of you, laying on the grass, a bright, toothy smile spread across your face. It was from your Instagram, the one you deleted because you thought you looked dumb. The one Ellie commented a for once unsarcastic “Woah” on.

The album was locked.

You felt your throat go dry, heartbeat speeding up. Your leg started shaking, and God, you hoped she would come and snatch the phone off of your hand.

But she didn’t. She just shifted in her sit, cleared her throat and resumed her studies.

You shouldn’t have. But you did.

2222

Unlocked. Success!

You felt like screaming at the top of your lungs. Was it even hotter in here now? Extra humid today? you bit your lip, it almost hurt.

A picture of you and Dina. A selfie you sent to the groupchat two weeks ago. Ellie doodled a green heart on it. You were sweating. A picture of you on Christmas last year. That same day you had your stupid fight on. You were wearing a Santa hat, mug of hot Coco and tiny white marshmallows in your hand.

Your stomach felt as if it were infested by a swarm of Ellie looking butterfly’s.

A picture of you sound asleep, in Ellie’s bed. She was mid-moving a hair strand away from your face. It was blurry. You recognized that top.

You were wasted that day. Blabbering uncontrollably about how you had to crash on her bed, because you were scared your new roommate would think you’re stupid, and dumb, and an idiot, for getting drunk at a frat party.

You couldn’t understand why Ellie didn’t want to help you. You almost kicked her when she said she couldn’t, that you’d be better off in your bed. “I snore. And I kick in my sleep - Seriously” You almost cried. You called her a bad friend, a fake one, because — isn’t that what friends are for? Shouldn’t they have your back when you’re a babbling mess? Hold your hair for you, put you to sleep, take care of you?

Ellie couldn’t sleep that night.

When you laid there, right on her bed, her face went so red and hot you could fry something on it. She almost hit herself in the face when her chest grazed your back. When your leg caressed her’s, and ended up on top of her thigh, she almost screamed. When you shifted to face her, an angelic, sound asleep expression on your face, she swore she almost died. The string of your top came off, revealing more of your shoulder, and the strap of your bra, Ellie turned around so fast she almost woke you up.

She slept for 20 minutes.

When she woke up, she had to make herself remember it. Remember you, laying with her.

So she took a picture. An innocent one.

You almost jumped when the pen fell slipped from her hand and she turned around to face you.

“What are you doing?”

Whats in her notes app?

♡

part two

[hanlimz]

midnight thoughts: [heeseung + drunk words]

synopsis: real sweet, but you wish he was sober (alternatively, you take such good care of heeseung while he's drunk that he decides to tell you how he really feels). pairing: heeseung x gn!reader genre/warnings: hurt/comfort (?), f2l (ambiguous but still cute i promise) / EMETOPHOBIA TW (nothing happens but throwing up is mentioned, be cautious <3)!!!, drunk heeseung lol, tiny skz mention (my worlds colliding), um alcohol consumption (?), sunghoon is the dd don't worry there is no drunk driving! wc: 1.4k (el oh el)a/n: inspired by model student heeseung in the first couple en-o'clocks who is unreasonably attractive but also ? a dork . that is all. (love u hee stans this one's for u hope u're doing okay lately w ur man acting the way he is.)

[1:16AM] six shots of tequila and a raspberry smirnoff ice deep, and lee heeseung is gone. strong surges of heat rush to his cheeks to create a dizzying push and pull effect, rivulets of sweat are beginning to drip from his temples, and he's trying his best not to vomit up the fried chicken jake and sunghoon made him eat earlier. heeseung finds solace on the cool tiles of the kitchen floor; he clutches the crisp fabric of his white button down and attempts to will away the waves of nausea that are crashing against the walls of his stomach. breathing in through his nose and out through his mouth, heeseung's thoughts begin to drift back to a familiar place. he can almost feel the phantom sensation of your fingers carding through his hair; the tips of your fingers are refreshing and imbue him with a tranquility that he isn't often privy to.

"holy shit, dude—did we really let you get this fucked up?" heeseung vaguely registers jake's voice as two warm fingers reach under his jaw to check his pulse. inwardly, heeseung chuckles—leave it to biomedical engineering major, pre-anesthesiology track jake sim to presume death over everything else. glancing up, heeseung watches the genuine concern that flashes in the younger boy's gaze. "c'mon heeseung, we gotta get you home, bro. good god—[y/n] is actually gonna murder us …”

heeseung curls in on himself at the sound of your name, hiding away from the prodding of jake’s fingers into his upper arms. he wants to press his face into the crook of your neck, he aches to feel your hands cascading up and down the length of his spine, he yearns so desperately for a chance to indulge in a tender moment of unity with you. heeseung closes his eyes to relish in the way the memories seem to envelop him in a ghostly embrace, and he swears he only blinks once. the bass-boosted music and headache inducing strobe lights become mere background accompaniment to the movie playing behind his eyelids.

he swears he only blinks once, but the familiar aroma of your perfume begins to permeate his senses—bergamot and vanilla, his favorite. voices come into focus, his head starts to pound, and the reality of being splayed all over the backseat of sunghoon’s benz is setting in at the speed of falling molasses. "what the hell did you let him get into?" there's a certain venom in the question that bites at his jugular. he recognizes the cadence of your voice and the way you suck a sharp breath through your teeth with ease. "sigma kappa zeta is so out of hee's league—you couldn't have taken him to alpha tau zeta or tau chi tau or someplace that bang chan doesn't run?"

"he said he could handle it!" sunghoon counters.

you let an incredulous scoff escape your mouth as you berate the two boys in a hushed whisper, "and, you believed him? he obviously wanted to impress you idiots. god, i'm starting to think jongseong is the only one of you with a functioning brain ... "

"[y/n]!" jake exclaims, "so not chill."

"no—what's really not chill is tweedledumb and tweedledumber letting heeseung get wasted at his first frat party." you scold, voice cold as ice while jabbing an accusatory finger in their faces. jake and sunghoon hang their heads like dogs being told off for chewing up furniture; in any other situation, you might have had the inclination to chuckle, but you don't. "now, help him up to my couch and leave before i get even meaner."

everything is blurry as heeseung stumbles his way up the stairs to your apartment; sunghoon and jake are bickering with one another while supporting each side of his body—who is tweedledumb and who is tweedledumber, who let heeseung drink this much booze, who will have to recount tonight's escapades to jay, and who will have to give pity laughs to his impending dad jokes? they curse at one another until you mention the possibility of a noise complaint, and all the incessant chatter stops. in the midst of a spring night, only cricket song remains. heeseung focuses on the quiet chirping until the cool leather of your couch cushions begins to soothe the molten liquid that seems to course through his veins. goodbyes are exchanged and a door is closed somewhere far away, but heeseung's head is too heavy to lift.

he blinks again and opens his eyes to the rough fibers of an old washcloth running over the peaks and valleys of his face. the fabric brushes along the deep circles carved beneath his bloodshot eyes; concentration knits your forehead into a multitude of different creases, and heeseung can't help the pitiful chuckle that tumbles from his mouth. an airy sensation overtakes his being as he realizes that he's right where he had wanted to be all evening—with you. embarrassment still settles like an indestructible boulder in the pit of his stomach, however; shame's spindly talons sink into heeseung's flesh as he realizes just how much of a fool he's made out of himself.

"just—just wan'ed to be cool, [y/n]," heeseung slurs out, voice plagued with exhaustion. bringing his knees to his chest, heeseung attempts to keep his tears at bay. "just wan'ed to show you that i c'n be cool 'nd awesome 'nd sexy! but, now 'm just looking stupid on your couch ..."

placing the washcloth on the arm of the sofa, you move to rest heeseung's head in your lap. he gladly accepts the comforting gesture, cuddling into the soft cotton of sweatpants he realizes are his. combing your fingers through his roots and scratching at his scalp, you whisper, "for the record—i already think you're cool and awesome."

heeseung glances up at you, face swollen and eyes puffy. "really?" he asks, "so, you don't think i'm a stupid, un-sexy idiot that can't hold his liquor?"

"well, you can't hold your liquor," you muse with a hint of laughter in your voice, caressing the supple skin of his cheekbone, "but, no. i don't think you're a stupid, un-sexy idiot."

basking in the reality he was just confronted with, heeseung's drunken mind can only focus on one thing. his desperate need for clarification tempts him; desire's forked tongue beckons him towards the truth. the question repeats over and over again in his brain until it spills out—an unwilling victim of an inebriated perpetrator. "so ..." he drawls, attempting to wink but closing both eyes instead, "you think i'm sexy?"

and, you laugh. it's a euphoric sound—a beautiful melody reminiscent of spring picnics, gingham blankets, and the fragrant scent of blooming tulips. for a moment, heeseung loses himself in it; coherent thought escapes his grasp as he is overtaken by you. your touch, your warmth, the bleary image of your smile as it comes in and out of focus. you wash over heeseung in waves, an ocean of calm in a world that only seeks to burn; alluring siren song floods his mind as you call out to him over the sound of the blood pumping his ears. the cool tips of your fingers are beginning the quell the heat beneath heeseung's skin as consciousness begins to slip away from him, and a dopey grin is woven onto his lips.

"heeseung," you murmur, the ghost of a bout of giggles hiding behind your words. "hee, baby, you should really let me get up to grab you some advil."

the term tumbles from your mouth before you can help it, and you freeze. having revealed yourself, you're overcome by the desperate urge to run—but, heeseung has given you nowhere to go. his weight traps you, holding tight and pressing harder by the second. half of you wants to hear him say it back, while the other hopes for the couch cushions to swallow you whole. heeseung—though not a man of many surprises with his perfect grades, perfect attendance, perfect everything—manages to stun you tonight.

"wan' you t'call me that again, [y/n]," heeseung mumbles through sleep, "please."

"you want—" your voice catches in your throat, "you want me to call you baby?"

there's a beat of silence so long that you're almost sure heeseung has fallen victim to the salivating jaws of sleep, but he groans. the utterance is low and deep—dripping with what seems to be a concoction of mild annoyance, exasperation, and endearment. "'s all i've ever wanted, [y/n]," he replies, eyes closed and nose buried into your sweater, "you're all i've ever wanted."

another pause.

"okay," you say, meandering through the quiet for a moment, letting yourself wade towards him in this new sea of possibilities, "baby."

[lunerabo]

no but like could u do a oneshot or something about the reader cussing someone out in spanish (im guessing u speak spanish since ur mexican) n who ever u want getting horny...? idk i had friend tell we it was hot when i spoke on the phone with my sister in spanish n that made me feel... happy ;)

I am absolutely a no sabo kid but WE’RE WORKING ON IT and luckily for you I know enough to answer fairly confidently (though that’s mainly taking from shit my mother has said to me soooo.)

Gone are the days where you can poke fun at him, where you’d cackle like a hyena on the phone with a friend about how you can say anything you want and your boyfriend can’t understand you. Satoru’s a smart man. Even if he hadn’t asked to learn your tongue at all, he would’ve picked up on some things.

You’d be proud of him for learning, if he didn’t immediately abuse what little power he’s gained. Insulting your salsa—“no es tan picoso,” he claims, even as his eyes water—and oh, you’ll show him picoso alright.

What he does notice, however, is the interesting habit of yours to switch languages whenever you’re annoyed in the hopes that he’ll stop attempting communication. This is a barrier he’s at last breached, replying in English or in Japanese whenever you spit a petty insult at him. And to say you aren’t pleased about that is an understatement.

“No entiendes la palabra que no? I really would, pero I’m so busy right now, you don’t even know.”

He may not know every word in the question, but he knows enough to understand it.

“But we can eat later! I’m hungry for something else right now, you can understand that.”

“Satoru, keep this up and you’re making your own food tonight.”

“Come on, you know as much as I do you don’t want to be stuck cooking, not while I’m right here, just begging for you to-“

“No. Quiero comida.” A pause, before you mutter to yourself, “y te ves como un palo.”

He gasps, dramatically slapping a hand to his chest.

“Excuse me?! How? You are all over these muscles in bed, need I remind you, I’m the furthest thing from-“

“It’s the outfit. Doesn’t do you any favors, makes you look skinny.”

“Then take it off me.”

Your lips press into a line, eyes shut and brow furrowed in annoyance, as you turn to face him.

“Y sigues con los pendejadas.”

His hands are, unsurprisingly, already on your ass, his boner pressed hard up against your waist.

“C’mon,” he whispers, and you allow him only a kiss, before whipping your head around to face the source of the slightly burnt smell.

“Satoru! You- ugh, por el amor de dios-“

He’s got a split second notice before he sees you reach downward for a weapon he’s become far too well acquainted with in the time he’s been with you, and he bolts out of the kitchen with a desperation only ever seen on rabbits running from foxes.

“Hijo de puta motherfucker, I’ll gonna wring your little neck como un pollo! Usaré tus seis ojos como joyas!”

Your aim is true, your slipper firm, and your boyfriend likely concussed.

[dlst0rtion]

note to self: don't do it you son of a- (chapter 2)

pairing: nekoma x male reader, yachi hitoka x male reader, and kuroo tetsurō x male reader

masterlist

series masterlist

a/n: I've been changing so many stuff lately since I don't have a solid plan for this series but the reader will get 2 love interest ^^

Pudding 🍮

kenma

was it really necessary to chase down [last name] after school ended, kuroo?

kuroo

OFC KENMA 😎

having [last name] would be beneficial for the team

I needed to catch him before it was too late

kenma

I like [last name] and agree but I don't think taunting him like that would make him want to join us

kuroo

taunting???? him????

what makes you think I was taunting him

kenma

it's you.

kuroo

😂😂😂😂🤣🤣🤣🤣

EL O EL

I MIGHTVE MADE HIM MAD A LITTLE??? I BROUGHT UP MIDDLE SCHOOL 😍

kenma

ur so stupid

kuroo

trust the process kenma 😎😎

kenma

what made you interested in [last name] anyways?

kuroo

he's like art 😍

obscure art, but still, art❗️

plus his brain is so big

kenma

if [last name] doesn't want to be near us again bc of you I'd never forgive you

kuroo

real!!!

kenma

stop saying that.

kuroo

________________________________ ׂׂૢ་༘࿐

"what the hell am I doing here," [name] asked himself as he stood outside nekoma's gymnasium doors.

[name] would never admit it to anyone but kuroo did touch something deep inside him when he mentioned joining the volleyball team.

as his mother said, he used to love volleyball.

used to.

[name] peeked through the slight opening of the gym doors as he watched nekoma's volleyball club practice.

his heart felt warm.

he forgot how it felt, the adrenaline when he would play all those years ago.

he missed it.

"can I help you with something?" [name] jumped a little as he turned around to see who caught him in this position. "oh! [last name] I've never seen you around this part of the school before."

it was the volleyball coach, coach naoi. he was a confident male with dark, short-cut hair. [name] liked him. he's a pretty cool dude.

"oh yeah um.... I was just," [name] didn't know what to say. he fully didn't intend on being caught and planned to make his grand escape after a bit of snooping.

"do you want to join the volleyball club, [last name]?" coach naoi asked with a small smile on his face.

he knew of [name] and had spoken to him a couple of times when they pass by each other in the hallways. coach naoi viewed him as a bright young kid that would be going to places.

"hmmm," [name] contemplated on saying no and leaving. "I'm not quite sure. I haven't played volleyball in years."

"that's alright! just come join us for a couple of days and see how you like it. you can act as our manager for the time being," coach naoi offered.

it was a pretty solid offer.

[name] gave the man a small smile, "sure."

the two walked through the doors while the sounds of shouting and sneakers screeching started to cease.

"everyone listen up!" the tall coach shouted which made everyone fully stop. "I would like to introduce you guys to [last name] [name]. as of today he will join us as a manager. please take care of him."

"nice to meet you," even though he had a blank face, [name]'s voice was sincere and warm as he bowed down to his future club members.

kenma, a guy from his class, gave him a small smile while kuroo gave him a gengar-easque smirk.

"NICE TO MEET YOU, [last name]!"

"isn't he kenma's classmate?"

"welcome to the club, [last name]!"

"YAHOOOOO WE FINALLY GET A MANAGER!"

"SHUT UP, LEV!"

jeez, what did [name] get himself into?

as coach naoi got the team started on their drills, [name] turned towards the other coach.

"coach nekomata, it's a pleasure to meet you. I'm [last name] [name]," the young male said as he bowed to his elder.

"no need for that," coach nekomata said, waving him off. "I know who you are, [last name]. you were quite the powerhouse during your time at ushimi middle school."

"you know of that?" [name] asked, surprised. "and please, just call me [name]."

"of course. anyone would want to catch the son of the great [last name] makoto in action."

[name]'s mood slightly dampened at the mention of his father.

"so what do I exactly do as a manager? I've only been a player for a volleyball team and ushimi didn't have a manager."

"it's quite easy. you mainly just need to fill and hand out water bottles and towels. you can help catch naoi by handing him some volleyballs or collecting stray ones. you can also set up and take down nets and clean the gym when we're all finished," nekomata explained. "are you not returning as a player?"

"maybe I will again, someday. I'm just not used to playing it again right now," [name] sat down on the bench beside the elder. "coach naoi offered to let me stay here for a couple of days, act as the team's manager for the time being, and see how I feel."

"hmmm, I see. well I hope you return to the field again someday. it was magnificent watching you play," nekomata gave the boy a closed eye smile.

"thanks."

as the day progressed, [name] fulfilled his duty as manager. giving water and towels to the members. refilling the water bottles. and assisting coach naoi when needed.

during that time, most of the nekoma members couldn't take their eyes off of him.

I mean, THE [last name] [name] was THEIR manager?

unreal.

unbelievable.

ain't no way.

"so, [last name], you decided to join our team after all," kuroo said as he took a sip from the water bottle that the other male handed to him.

"it wasn't because of you if that's what you think," [name] gave kuroo a disgusted face.

"you wound me, truly, [last name]," kuroo said as he pretended to hold his heart in pain.

"you're so dramatic," he rolled his eyes and pushed the rooster head face away.

[name] then turned his attention to a certain pudding head who was sipping his water bottle in peace.

"you did good, kozume," he complimented the quiet male.

"thank you, [last name]," kenma smiled at his new manager.

"hey, what about me? I did pretty well today too," kuroo gave them a triumphant pose.

[name] ignored him.

"we don't need to be formal with me [last name] we're in the same class, just call me kenma."

"if only you call me [name] as well."

"can I call you, [name]?" kuroo chirped.

"no," [name] side-eyed kuroo as he visibly deflated.

"[name]," a short sandy-haired male said walking towards him. "never thought I'd see a [last name] as a manager instead of a player."

"you know about me too, yaku-senpai?"

"naturally," yaku replied. "I know you from ushimi middle school too and considering who your father is as well, it's not hard to know you."

"hmm, I thought it would die down since I left volleyball all those years ago."

"you come from two famous parents, [last name]. it's only reasonable for people to know who you are," yaku replied honestly.

even though what yaku said was true, it still brought [name]'s mood a little low since all his life people had expectations of him. especially his father.

"you don't need to worry about that though, [name]. we're your teammates, we expect nothing but your help and support," another, rather soft, voice said while yaku hummed in agreement.

[name] saw a guy with jet-black hair that was shaved into a buzzcut.

"Nobuyuki Kai, but you can call me kai," the male smiled warmly at the cold male.

"nice to meet you kai-senpai, you can call me [name] too," [name] directed the last part to both kai and yaku.

"[LAST NAME]-SENPAIII" a tall grey-haired male screamed running towards the group. "it's nice to finally get to talk to you! many of the girls in my class always talk about how handsome and unapproachable you are but I don't think you're scary at all. maybe your face is though. you should smile more, you'll be less scary. oh yeah, my name is haibi lev!"

many were shocked, but not surprised by lev's bluntness but [name] didn't seem phased by it, actually, he was amused.

"thanks, I'll keep that in mind," [name] stated.

"are you going to come hang out with us after practice? it's kuroo turn to buy us ice cream."

"LIKE HELL I'M PAYING FOR ALL OF YOU!"

"HEY! YOU HELD OFF YOUR END OF THE BARGAIN FOR 2 WEEKS, STOP BEING A FREELOADER!"

"yeah, come on kuroo. [name] is joining too, take it as a welcoming gift for him," inuoka suggested coming up from behind [name].

"fine," kuroo grumbled.

[name] looked on confused, "I am?"

"it'll be nice to hang out with you, [name]. we can all get to know you and you know... vice versa," shibayama said with a soft smile.

"only if you want to, [name]," kai reminded.

"I would love to but I need to pick up my little sister before it gets dark. I don't want her going home alone at night," [name] said taking a glance out the window, the sun had already set.

"oh shit, has she been waiting long?" yaku asked worriedly. he knew their practices take quite a bit of time.

"no don't worry about it. my little sister normally helps around her elementary school's garden with other students and teachers after school. she wasn't able to tend to the flowers yesterday because of the rain. if I leave now, I think I'll just make it," the new nekoma manager explained.

"nice time then?" kenma asked.

"next time," [name] nodded. "I should get going now."

"wait!" kuroo held out his hand to the male to halt him. "you should give me your number so you can be added to the nekoma volleyball group chat. just to socialize and be informed of plans."

"is this just an excuse to get my number?" the manager raised his eyebrow.

"partially," kuroo smirked. "but genuinely, it's so we can all communicate with each other."

"sure."

as they exchanged their numbers [name] headed toward both nekoma coaches who were patiently waiting for him.

"so, [last name]. what do you think?" nekomata asked the male.

"you have an interest group of people you coach," [name] stated as both the coaches gave him a small laugh.

"interesting enough for you to stay?"

[names] mouth twitched a little but remained in a straight line, "yeah..."

"perfect!" coach naoi exclaimed as he handed [name] a piece of paper. "here's the sign-up sheet to officially be a part of nekoma's volleyball team! we're honoured to have you. oh! and before i forget to tell you, we're going to be at shinzen high for a week after summer break starts."

"okay, thanks," [name] bowed to both of the coaches as he departed from the high school, ready to make his walk toward seichi elementary school.

as he waited for his bus to arrive he felt the constant buzzing of his phone.

meow meow vb team 😼😹😻

kuroo added you

lev

[LAST NAME]-SENAPIIIII

yaku

lev shut up

[name] is probably busy picking up his sister rn

kenma

^

kai

^

fukunaga

^

kuroo

^^

lev

hey [name]-senpai, I have a sister too!

kuroo

no one asked

lev

:<

yamamoto

I DIDNT GET TO TALK TO [LAST NAME] IN PERSON

kenma

that's bc you were too busy ogling him

kuroo

🤨🤨

yamamoto

he's a handsome man what can I say

lev

:O

inuoka

:O

shibayama

:O

yaku

:O

kuroo

😟

ur so real for that

yamamoto

what, I'm secure 😤

thanks.

lev

HE HAS SPOKEN

[LAST NAME]-SENPAI HIII

LEV HI ٩(^▿^)۶

kuroo

oh em gee

[name] uses those emoticons

I'm in love

that's [last name] to you

눈_눈

kuroo

yaku

hey that emoticon looks just like you

눈_눈

kuroo

real

kenma

stop saying that

I like emo

kuroo

I'm emo

emoticons

sorry I accidentally press sent too early

yamamoto

bro is so down bad

kai

^

fukunaga

^

lev

^

kenma

^

inuoka

^

yaku

^

teshiro

^

Shibayama

^

kuroo

my primal urge to say real

oh before I forget

coach naoi said something about going to shinzen high for a week or something

fukunaga

training camp.

kuroo

training camp

kenma

training camp

yaku

we're invited to a training camp

thanks.

so why do we have to stay at shinzen for a week?

yaku

to socialize

lev

to make friends :D

kuroo

to crush fukurodani.

thanks.

so why do we have to stay at shinzen for a week?

kai

every school under the fukurodani academy group takes turns hosting training sessions but shinzen always hosts the week-long ones. we just do a bunch of practice matches and try to improve our skill and technique basically

kenma

hmmm

oh cool

do we have to stay at shinzen high?

kenma

not if you don't want to

yaku

I think karasuno is staying at shinzen since they live in Miyagi

inuoka

were you planning on staying inside the school?

no can't afford to

have too much stuff to do at home

kai

understandable

taking care of your little sister?

and mother

shinzen isn't that far from my house anyways I can just walk there

lev

if you live near shinzen

why don't you just go to school there?

kuroo

shut up lev

I like cats better

kuroo

authentic

[womanpl3aser]

Dom!Ellie x sub!reader

Minors dni, especially men istg. JUST NO.

sexual. Just sexual.

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It was a night out. As always. You and Ellie were hanging out with her friends after a boring day of just scrolling on ur phones or watching a serie for the 5th time in a row a day.

U were enjoying urself until that one annoying dude called Owen decided to pick on u for the dress u were wearing. 'That dress's too short for you.' 'better watch out for these old creepy dudes' he said in a playful tone but Ellie on the other hand didnt buy it. Yeah he had surely made jokes for u and her being together in an 'innocent' way but today it was e.n.o.u.g.h

'You better watch your fucking mouth u dirty scum bag' Ellie spat out not caring if Owen would get offended. 'the fuck did u jus-' before he knew it Ellie grabbed him by his coat making everyone around the club back up including her friends.

''I- im s-sorr..' 'spit it out u fucker' Ellie said it but in a tone ud never hear. Oh man, she was really tired of his bullshit.

Owen managed to break free from Ellies grip which led her to give him a glare that could literally poke a hole in his eyes. 'I- i guess ill leave.. Its pretty late heh' was all he said before he sprinted out without caring if he looked pathetic.

'Are you alright babe?' Ellie said to u snapping u from ur internal shock of what had just happened. 'Oh, um yeah im fine els dont worry' ud slightly smile to her

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The drive home was really awkward. None of u had much to say after that night's drama. You were mostly happy that this happened bcs Owen wouldn't be up ur ass neither ellies but on the other side kind of shocked because ud never seen Ellie get that stern with somebody.

After u both arrived home u decided to speak up first 'thanks els, but u really didn't need to get that ma-' she caught u off by her now low voice. 'Oh yes I had to.' U slightly gulped and gave her an off smile. You both decided to take a shower but instead of that it ended up the other way around..

You were taking off your clothes while Ellie was cleaning her hands and before u could even realize she was behind u. Oh fuck. Her hips against ur ass before she gripped the flesh of it.

You yelped by the sudden grab which turned on Ellie even more.

'What was that babe?' She whispered in your ear 'els.. not right now plea-' she suddenly cut u off 'if not now then when?' U didn't answer because u were either too scared or wanted to see how it'd end. 'So now u decided not to be too noisy huh? Yeah? That's how u wanna do until I fuck u dumb with my fucking cock.'

Your eyes widened at her touch of her boney slim fingers on ur waist. She harshly turned u around to face her and to also see your pretty tits hanging around there. 'Fuck els. You're irresistible.' Was all u managed to say, she giggled 'yeah, now bend that ass over and wait for me' u quickly did what she said.

After 5 minutes from digging in the box under your shared bed she finally came. Strapped on with her 7 inch purple transparent cock. 'Cmn y/n u better get that little pussy ready fo' me'.

You instantly felt an ache in your core that was slowly growing more and more. 'Els.. please.. I wanna feel u in m-' u couldn't even finish your sentence because of ellie's aggressive thrust into you 'guess the cat got your tongue' she playfully laughed along with ur low whimpers.

5 minutes in and u were already falling apart. 'O-oh my.. ellie.. I think I am ab-bout t-t- to come..' ellie knew it before u said it because of your pussy clenching around her cillicone cock that was attached to her hips and clit. 'You don't get to cum until I say so.' Your eyes widened because you knew if you did otherwise ud get a loooong long punishment. 'E-els nghhh.. I can't.. ' 'oh yes u can my slut'

Another 5 minutes of her not telling u to come. It was pure torture 'eeeels..' ud whine and she cover ur mouth with her palm. 'Fuck.. fine whore. Be good for mommy and let that pretty little pussy of urs come all over my cock.' Her words instantly gave u a relief of that knot in ur lower stomach being released. 'A-aah baby I'm cumming..' was all u managed to say to her. After you came down from ur orgasm ellie wouldn't stop her thrusts. Instead. She'd grab ur waist and push u deeper into her. 'I-i can't take it anymore..' 'yeah? Can't take mommy's cock anymore? Well too bad. Ull learn to do so.' Ur eyes widened as u felt a sudden orgasm washing all over u. U were seeing stars and ur muffled moans under her palm were even worse. 'Shit baby. U got so fucking wet. Good fucking job.' After u came down for another orgasm u breathed heavily and said 'all thanks to u baby' with loud panting.

Ellie slowly pulled out of u and there when u felt empty. Out of nowhere she pushed back into u causing a desperate,loud moan to come out of u 'FUCK. ELLIE. AAH.' 'that's what happens when u don't pay attention my slut.' She started going in and out slowly and fast each time. Your legs were trembling and wanted to give up but ellie held them. 'O-o-oh my- aaah fuck.' As u were about to come for the 3rd time she pulled out of u. Eyes filled with tears u whined like a desperate puppy 'shshsh atta girl. Don't be an impatient whore.' Ellie kneeled infront of ur pussy 'she's so fucking wet' (she referred ur pussy as her) as she collected some juicies from ur slit and reached for ur mouth 'Suck.' U did it with no second thoughts and ellie absolutely enjoyed every moment of it 'Good girl' she praised u and suddenly ur clit felt that eagerness to be sucked. 'Els p-please touch me' was all u said and ellie dived in. U grabbed a fistful of her auburn hair and pushed her face more in. 'A-ah right there' 'shut up bun' she said muffled and pussy drunk. She toyed with your clit until u felt u another knot forming in. 'Els,I'm about t-to c-come..' Ellie suddenly stopped eating u out and pushed 3 fingers inside of u. Your grip on her hair instantly tighten only for her to groan(she loves having her hair pulled by u) 'fuck baby' she felt her core dripping from her boxers. 'Let's go to the bedroom..'

And oh fuck. This was going to be an exhausting yet satisfying night

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(WROTE THIS AT 8AM N WAS SLEEPY I APOLOGIZE FOR ANY MISTAKES OR IF IT WAS TOO SHORT)

[roachemoji]

Stranger Things - Season 3 thread 03 01

LETS GO GIRLS!!!!!!!!!!!

Okay okay okay starting off strong 1984 i see you i see you all these bald men are so sweaty and shiny and exhausted looking.

OH THE VFX BUDGET WENT UP BABBBEYYY OH LOOK AT THAT SHIT THATS COOL AS FUCK

So El isnt the one who opened the gate OG?? Really sick that they needed that much power to do it only forit to backfire and some little girl could do it with ease - OUFH SORRY TO THE BITCHES WHO JUST GOT EXPLODED

i understand why the bald men are sweaty and exhausted looking

SO WHY DO THEY WANT TO GET IN THERE SO BAD!!!!! OH THIS IS THE RUSSIAN PLOT PART YEAHHH

is this like ....... wanting to win the coldwar type shit??? because we're past the space race and into the 80s.... (<- guy who doesnt know much about this specific subject of history tbh)

EL LOOKS SO GOOD - fucking hate seeing them kiss im so sorry it makes me so uncomfortable - FEELING REAL HOPPER THOUGH LIKE ITS ICKY but also damn KING GIVE UR KID SPACE

i fucking LOVE THE shift in colours in this season !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! LIKE ITS SO BRIGHT I LOVE IT!!!! AND STEVEEEE!!!!!! AND I FINALLY GET TO MEET ROBIN!!!!!!!!!!!!

oh this movie is foreshadowing some shit i can feel it. labesq SHIT!!!!!!! AND THEN THE POWER GOING OUT!!!!!!!!!!! this means things my brain is too small to make proper connections

OH SHIT LITTLE ME!!!!!!!

YEAH SEE Lost smoke monster !!!!! somethings thers i just know it

"im not gonna fall in love" "ok"

JOYCE MY BELOVED

booOOOOOBBBBBBBB!!!!!!!!!!!!!

DUSTIIINNNNNNNNNN

<- guy whose just REALLY EXCITED TO SEE THEIR FAV LITTLE MAN

GIRLIES WHO ARE WE LOOKING COOL FOR IM -

thought it waas gonna be gay forgot Billy existed

HOPPER IS ACTUALLY A FUCKING INCEL IM CRYING ITS BEEN LIKE 20 MINUTIES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! KING OH MY GOD SHUT UP rooted for you but nah youve really always been like this

A Heart to Heart? What is that? <- man whose never been shown compassion???? WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU DONT KNOW WHAT THAT IS shut up

ngl tho me n hopper shaking hands how to you approach people about things without people helping you write shit out word for word

this entire board roOM REMINDS ME OF THE BEGINNING OF SEASON 2 OF FARGO - but she a woman TYPE SHIT AKSHJD

Nancy is. trying so HARD and girl i am so sorry

HIS GIRLFRIEND!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AND THE WAY HE TALKS ABOUT HER <3333

Steve. i got nothing to add he just. wow

ROBIN I LOVE HER I L OVE THE PLATONIC RELATIONSHIPS ON THIS SHOW!!!!!!!!!!!!

Its romantic <- jealousy

Its gross <- somehow not jealousy tho sorry

Its bullshit <- jealousy

BRO ARE HE LLO WHAT PIED PIPER SHIT IS HAPPENING???? CRYING AT ALL THE LITTLE CGI GUYS LOOK AT THEM ALL!!!! THEY ALL HAVE LITTLE WHITE FEET THO???? THOSE ARE. exploding. theyre exploding. :(

ENOUGH OF HIM I DONT WANT TO SEE HIM I WANT TO SKIP THROUGH HIS MOMENTS I ACTUALLY HATE HIM SO FUCKING MUCH IM IN. PAIN. LIKE. OU GH. THE. SECOND HAND EMBARASSMENT IS? PAINFUL I HATE THIS I HATE THIS I HATE THIS I HATE HIM I HATE HIM IHATE HIM PHYSICALLY GAGGING

LUCAS AND MAX mAKE me so happy and MAx is still transmasc coded in my heaRTTTTT

DUSTIN BABY IM SO SORRY YOURE HAVING A MY CANADIAN GF MOMENT BUTSHES MORMON AND FROM UTAH

SHOWING MomEnts of Joyce being so happy and gENUINELY IN LOVE WITH BOB JUST HURTS SO MUCH HE WAS SO FUCKING GOOD. RAGE RAGE RAGE RAGE RAGE RAGE RAGE

oh now we have shit with MAGNETS and the spaceship space race cold war babbeyyyy

DISEASE RATS!!!!!!!

HOPPER ASHING ON HIS FACE KING????? OW?????????????????????

This is so uncomfortable bro my dad did this to me once and it was horrifically misguided on his part and he was making some wild ass assumptions about my relationship with certain people and oUGADHADKAJSHAKSJH this isthe season of second hand embarassment and its PAINFUL

MIKE IS JUST MA KING IT WORSE PLEASE SHUT UP I OH MY GOD OH MY GOD I KEEP PAUSING IT BC I CANT HANDLE THIS

HOPPER H ELLO ????

IM

THIS IS

BRO THIS fucking entire season is gonna be so fucking painfULLLL STOP STOP STOP like the. BROOOOO stop stop stop whose got a link to a breakdown of the family dynamics between everyone and how fucked up everyone is i cant even put thi sinto words im just losing my mind hopethis makes sense

SORRY DUSTIN I !!! GOD. PICKING UP RUSSIAN SHIT INSTEAD OF HIS GF SORRY

i literally cant handle this weird Billy fucking Milfs arc and i cant even begin to stress how much i fucking hate it and him. I have literally no room in my heart for that piece of shit

im SORRY to KaREN WHEELER THOUGH LIKE DAMN GIRL your mariage is in shambles and you really want to be fucked by THIS GUY ?

HA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IDIOT FUCKING GET ATTACKED BY FERAL DISEASED RATS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! CALLING ALL RATS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

KILL!!!!!!!!!!!!

i know he fucking dies but iM GONAN LOSE MY MIND DOES HE GET FUCKIGN KILLED BY STOPP STOP STOP STOP STOP STOP THIS IS SO FUC NNY YEAHH HYEAHHH BABEY FUCKING GET HIS ASSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE

[forabeatofadrum]

El WooWoo!

Thanks @shame-is-a-wasted-emotion for the tag back

I only have a small snippet to share today, since I am still in my examination period. Oh man, I hate learning for exams. Stampen, blokken, the good stuff. I'd rather do an assignment, because that allows you actually apply the knowledge, instead of just learning things by heart. (I mean, I also have 4 papers, which, yay, BUT NOT ON TOP OF THE EXAMS.)

ANYWAY. Have some Ljubili se:

Then Santana’s look goes from baffled to amused, and Blaine does remember that side of Santana. She has a cheeky grin on her face. “Damn, Hummel, is your dick so good it can turn people gay?” she laughs. “Santana!” Kurt exclaims. “It’s a good dick,” Blaine says back, which makes Santana laugh even louder and Kurt groan. But Blaine is beaming. He can’t believe he just said that!

There he goes! That's my boy! Show off that confidence, baby!

And now, the weather: @quizasvivamos @jinglejavey @coffeegleek @otherworldsivelivedin @caramelcoffeeaddict @sillyunicorn @dragoneggos @raenestee @tectonicduck @nightimedreamersworld @urban-sith @thnxforknowingme @captain-aralias @you-remind-me-of-the-babe @justgleekout @cerriddwenluna @tea-brigade @ivelovedhimthroughworse @bookish-bogwitch @confused-bi-queer @that-disabled-princess @1908jmd @special-bc-ur-part-of-it @larkral @cutestkilla ​ @wellbelesbian ​ @artsyunderstudy ​ @martsonmars ​ @facewithoutheart ​ @shrekgogurt @rockitmans @bitbybitwrites @blackberrysummerblog @whatevertheweather @theotherhufflepuff @esilher @kurtsascot

Also.... uh..... some personal ramblings for people who know the true story behind River fic lol.

As I mentioned, Real Blaine unblocked me a few months ago after 4.5 years (!) and I did keep sending him a birthday message every year that never arrived. Kurt did as well, in the fic. He mentions at one point that he kept messaging Blaine.

Anyway, Real Blaine's birthday is soon. Should I still message him? I will be Perceived! And like Kurt, I am eager to know more about him, whilst I also know I don't really want to be his friend anymore. So I am not opposed to sending him a birthday message, I mean, I've been doing it for 4 years, but I have no clue what to expect after that.

I do like the idea of giving Real Blaine a mini heart attack.

I asked Real Mercedes for advice and they said maybe I should send the message and then block Real Blaine or something poetic like that.

Hm. Maybe Real Blaine will re-block me.

This is just fucking weird and unexpected. Damn, we were supposed to run into each other in a train on the other side of the world in 2026, not this!

[bxttxrflybxddie]

LETS FINALLY TALK ABOUT MY FAV POOR LITTLE MEOW MEOW ((aka, me simping for mime bomb for an entire episode)) ((beware))

so starting off, i really enjoy that we see things of carmens past get to her. i love love love it when our heros arent always perfect robots and do go through emotions; including past traumas that get to them

to this day shadowsan shouldve called foul idc idc lol

black sheep doesnt get it the first time, thats fine! she knows that shadowsan is a very skilled thief. but the more she misses the more agitated she becomes until it seems like shes stealing for her life. this is a lovely detail!!

also crackle watching her w a big smile on her face bc ugh shes so cool, theres no way shes gonna fail! right?

she falls and D: but tigress is being a meanie as usual

player knowing whats wrong bc hes a great bestie

ALSO GET THIS CHILD SOME NATURAL SUNLIGHT PLEASE.

i've never personally been to san francisco so learning about the fog was a nice touch! i havent seen any movies or shows go over the fog either!

her charity fit is so slay oh my god

what an expensive stamp

i wish we couldve seen players stamp collection el oh el

devineaux yet again being a Guy, i love him lol what a Dude

SHE FR THREW A RED BOTTOM HEEL AT HIM. MA'AM I WOULDVE TAKEN IT.

julia being smart againUGH shes my WIFE.

MIME BOMB!!! THE MAN OF THE HOUR !!!!!!!!!!

THE WALKING BACKWARDS !!!! HES SO CUTE I JUST WANNA KSJDFKSUBDHSKJLF

julia being correct again.

wh. whwere is mime bomb calling the faculty from????

I think shadowsan continues to send Tigress bc he knows shes gonna fail. to this say i wish they wouldve touched on this.

i also enjoy the detail that dr bellum watches cat videos lol shes a cutie

MIME BOMB SITTING ON NOTHING??????? WALL SITTING ON AIR. THE CORE STRENGTH???????? (sidenote very attractive imo bc im crushing on him)

Brunt: "he aint what youd call the strong silent type." HES WALL SITTING ON AIR. WITHOUT A DROP OF SWEAT, NO MOVEMENT, JUST CHILL. HOW. BRUNT HOW ARE U MISSING UR CLEAREST STRONGEST STUDENT.

i think tigress' day outfit is cute. shes a fashionista.

AND THEN HES READING AN INVISIBLE NEWSPAPER, STILL SITTING ON NOTHING.

Mime Bomb is visual comedic gold. One of the many things I enjoy abt his character and how he steals the show everytime hes on screen. give him more screentime. revive the show for him, pls,.

tigress is a grown woman bringing up old shit. cmon girl.

i also enjoy the differences between how carmen and tigress open the lucky cats. I LOVE CHARACTERS.

ug hes my husband i gotta say more abt him. mime bomb is so smart, hes such a genius lil mime whos a code breaker and a quick thinker. i wish we couldve seen him be more intellectual than the rest of his peers more often. dumping the big obvious cat to not only distract carmen but to get away w the stamp? genius, he deserves a kiss. mwah.

HIS LIL STRUT!!!

"Another street clown, so what?" HES A MIME!!!! U SILLY GOOF!!!!!!

HIS DOUBE LOOK BACK STARE IM. i need him to be real. i need to omg.

miming running away to be tackled pt.2, cmon babe this is a pattern now.

THEY JUST. KIDNAPPED HIM. BAG OVER HIS FACE AND ALL.

'~' (((hes very cute)))

they handcuffed a non-verbal fella. i feel like this is more messed up then i think.

julia being pro-mime. we stan.

now rewatching this, chase straight up SLAMMED our sweet mime into a CONCRETE WALL. i need to fight a frenchman for that very reason.

yet again to mime bomb being smart, PLANTING THE STAMP ON THE SAME PEOPLE TRYING TO FIND IT AND ALSO CARMEN SANDIEGO WHO IS ALSO TRYING TO FIND THE STAMP. OH MY GOD.

his expressions r very cute. mmmmwah

slay tigress being smart!! shes not dumb she just makes some brash decisions!!!!!!!!!!! characters!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"what about 'Where did you hide it'? >:( ma'am yall are in PUBLIC. CARMEN DOES THE SAME THING.

for 2 people trying to follow a mime these acme agents are doing a bad job at figuring out what he's doing.

*how episode wouldve ended if they looked a little deeper*

julia: "Inspector, could you check your left, inside pocket?"

chase: "ugh, if it pleases yWHAT-"

and then they wouldve also seen him act this out Very Publicly to a woman that is Not Carmen Sandiego which would help them for future investigations at least

LOOK AT THE DUDE YOURE FOLLOWING PLS

mime bomb didnt even keep the 26 cents tigress gave him lol

((tw: talk about the taking care of witnesses rule)) if tigress can rip up an entire article of clothing without chase even feeling a tug, then i hate to imagine how swift she takes care of witnesses tbh

SHE JUST LIFTED AN ENTIRE MAN OUT OF A CAR WINDOW, N NOT THE ONE CLOSEST TO HIM.

((tw: mention of rule again)) also this victim was a witness. he saw her face. is she gonna come back to him orrr???

chase being a dummy dumb pt. 28374

WHY DID HE JUST LEAVE JULIA THERE????? WHAT AN ASS LMAO

okay but like. so the cleaners werent planned to pick her up given shadowsans reaction. h. how was she going to deliver the stamp?? teleporting????

this kids also is why u dont text and drive

SHE TOOK IT OUT OF HER POCKET TO SHOW THE CLEANERS THAT DEF CANT SEE IT FROM UP THERE. WHAT IF IT WAS WINDY??? CMOOOOIIOOONWKJEFSKHFKJDGSKHFJ

sidenote tigress took a precious stamp out of a little baggy in one fist close without damage to the stamp, well done!

whyyyy does tigresssss put the stamppppp in her hightop boooot ((that could not only fly out easy)) in front of the woman who has been known to be an improving thief and has crashed one of her missions before. she didnt get a dollar bill once. shes mad at that. TIGRESS, IF 2+2=4!!!

mmmm side profiles

i wanna be like "oh tigress why didnt you fight her" but at that point i wouldve gave up too

also the cleaners saw this all happen lmao

also slay devinaux being in actual danger, puts actualy fear and tension into the characters future!

tldr: WOOHOO MIME BOMB!!!!! and chase + tigress are silly geese

© BXTTXRFLYBXDDIE

[luckyqueenreign]

LITG: Double Trouble EP 11 Recap

here we go...

*spoilers under the cut*

everyone is talking about who MC is going to choose...I will say normally I love a super confident pixel but Roberto just gave me the ick so bad with this overconfidence.

YAYYYY challenge time!!! im actually excited about this one!! GUYS the placement of these cowboy hats on the girls OMG it's so bad. oooop!! not Grace flirting with Ryan where Ozzy could see!! Girly ur relationship is already on thin ice!! EEK I chose the "you dont sound too secure with Ozzy" option and she said "youre right, I guess I dont feel that solid with him right now....kinda feels like he might still be open to other options." and then she glances at MC...😬😩 UH OH shes gonna give a test in the challenge...girlyyyy. skefoisjefjwaenfajw SINCE WHEN AM I BLONDE?????? lolol omg look I get that the art team prob couldnt draw the hat for EVERY hair option but they couldnt at least match the color ??????? also I hate that in challenges MC is the only one who wears a diff outfit. why cant they just make us have a special one but give the girls outfits too??

DEAD at Roberto not having any rhythm and Lewie not having any coordination in the obstacle portion. EEK time for Grace to test Ozzy 🫣 I meannnnn.....Lewie lol? why not Ryan who she actually just flirted with in front of Ozzy and who was grafting her AND is also single. lowkey feels like shes not only trying to teach Ozzy a lesson but us too 👀

OZZYS TURN 🥰 not Ozzy dominating on the bull and his dance moves AND choosing MC. ksaidsiodisjdfies OBVI snogged Ozzy's face off even though I def didnt kiss the other boys 😬 MC is obvi going out and showing out as she she should 💅🏼 anddddd u guys already know who I chose. Grace im sorry babes! Also sorry Roberto and Lewie! OOP Ozzy whispering that after our moment on the terrace he hoped we'd pick him. ok the constant interruptions from Grace...I get them...and I actually do like they added this in but im gonna need a little less to make me feel less guilty about what im about to do 😬. "IT SEEMS LIKE YOURE COMPLETELY ALONE" fb u really want me to fall in love with this pixel man dont you??? 🫣🫣 Grace saying that was low😐 im sorry for Grace that I made my mc be in her villain era bc im def choosing the diamond scene and going to do it all over again with Ozzy. SCREAMING not us landing perfectly on top of him after falling off the bull and then KISSING IN FRONT OF EVERYONE. MC IS A MENACE.

time for a girl chat 😬 damn Amelia saying MC always had the big moves and looking sad...yeahh thats def gonna come back up. LOLOL not Ryan pulling a Rocco and chatting with all the girls. ACK GRACE!!! "its not only the boys im struggling to trust" I love that theres more nuance here and fb actually gave her some personality here. Grace has EVERY reason to be fuming at not only Ozzy but also MC. ok wait..... "but when he cracks a joke you're the person he looks at to see if you laugh." STAHP IT PLS!!! not grace fishing for an apology! im so confused Grace has sat here with us and explained how its so clear Ozzy has feelings for MC and then when she asks if she needs to worry if you say yes. she's still like are you sure??? why did fb not make this consistent with everything else she just said!!

Ryan encouraging Roberto to shoot his shot with MC to free up Amelia is such an EL OH EL moment. like sir u have spoken two words to the girl and you've been grafting literally every girl in the villa outside of MC all day!! pack your bags Ryan!

[p0is0nvalz]

Hii can i get some hcs for stranger things characters (robin, steve, eddie, chrissy, el/jane, mike, and argyle) with a reader who is like mitsuri from demon slayer??

:D

um. YES!??!? HOLY SUCKING SHIT I LOVE THIS GRRRR

Warnings: mitsuri backstory mentioned, injuries, emotional shit, eddie is a perv, reader is kindof oblivious.

Robin:

robin first sees you injured and crying loudly, and when she actually sees your features it takes every fiber in her body not to fall down to her knees and start worshiping you.

“um.. are you okay..?”

You sniffle and look up at her, and literally see this dreamy girl about your age, checking up on you.

‘oh. My. God’ ‘OHMYGOD SGES SO PRETTY IM GONNA SCREAM’ ‘HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH’ ‘GAY GAY HOMO GAY’

From that day on, robin is such a protective bb! Always standing up for you

(them)

ANYWHO. When she sees you in your tiny demon slayer uniform fighting a demon she looked like a cartoon character. Eyes wide and jaw on the floor. Then she noticed iguro with the same expression and litterally bitch slapped him. (Which didnt hurt but he acted like it so that you could patch him up). But yeah, shes super protective and vv sweet. She has some jealousy issues tho (i would too look at her gf, that is a drop dead gorgeous person)

Steve:

steve is such a big sucker for you omg he’d do anything for you.

once he heard about how nobody wanted to marry you he got down on his knees. “Uhhh i dont have a ring but will you marry me?”

which he thought youd laugh it off as a joke but you cried really hard and after 15 minutes of steve calming you down, you said yes

so you guys got married with dollar store rings that left a green-ish imprint on your finger, but you guys never cared about that expensive stuff, all you guys cared about was eachothe-

*slaps myself out of cheesiness* ok.. next…

Eddie:

Grr hes such a tittie man. You’d come back home from slaying demons and he’d be on the couch watching tv and waiting for you to come back in your uniform so he can shmush his face in your boobs.

hes so hooked for you omg. He giggles and kicks his feet giddily whenever you guys are on a call or hanging out.

he loves to give you stuff. If theres something he sees that looks like something you’d want but its too expensive? He makes drug prices higher.

chrissy:

CHRISSY CHRISSY CHRISSY OMG.

IMAGINE YOU BOTH ARE LIKE CHEERLEADERS AAAH

ok so you guys both are cheerleaders (you have the boobie window on your uniform still ofc bcs mitsuris outfit is iconic.) nd everytime you guys are cheering just the two of you, she has to look away bc ur not wearing a bra and she doesnt want to seem like a perv but her body is screaming at her to look again. She braids your hair and does your makeup<3

you guys are in a secret relationship ofcourse, (chrissy is ‘dating’ jason) and she doesnt like it one bit. She wants to show you off as her girlfriend, but you, you think its romantic. You call it “forbidden love” and blush and giggle. Ofcourse, you’re sad too but you dont want to ruin her reputation.

Argyle:

argyle ugh i lov him hes a big teddy bear. hes litterally drooling at the sight of you when he first meets you. you’re giving your order to argyle as he's just spacing out. All he got was ‘6 six large Hawaiian pizzas’ and thats all he needs to know. he almost messes up the pizza from looking at you so much.

when he sees you at the byers house playing with will and ell, he freaks out. While hes jus standing there with wide eyes and an ‘o’ shaped mouth you’re like ‘oh my goodness its that cute boy!!’

yeah, hes more than freaking out

El/jane:

you guys meet through will. Shes always so awestruck when shes with you, always nodding profusely when you’re telling a story. You and her will go out at night and watch the stars, occasionally you guys will wake up tangled in eachother and at a baby park, wondering what the hell happened

mike:

hes freaking obsessed with every inch of you. As a boy going through puberty, this man has never seen titties in his life untill you accidentally flashed him. When you noticed, you appoligized till you almost lost your voice.

He loves playing with your hair. When hes laying between your thighs, he’ll reach up and twirl your hair untill his arms hurt <3

hes a bitch to everyone but you. He’ll be sassing somebody and the second you walk in hes a soft baby, giving you puppy dog eyes and hugging you.

[fucklife-or-me]

Platonic! Relationship! With the team!

(The avengers x fem!reader .) (Found! family! troupe!)

English ain't ma first language.

HOW IN THE FUCK DUCK

"Stones, shove it will you?"

"Oh, Me?" the man exclaimed, offended "He is the one - just- appearing like Houdini, on my house!" a pout taking residence on his face.

Okay, perhaps the term 'man' was misused, after all, this one right here was more like a....child. A billioner, philasntropist, genius child.

....or something like that?.....

"You heard her Stark." Houdini decided to make his great appearance on the conversation "Shove. It." if the smirk on the magician's face wasn't enough for one to see he was clearly enjoying this petty banter, between the three, then the dripping smugness of those last words was a clear indicator.

"Oh you think your so awesome, strutting through MY tower" okay now Stones was definitely getting riled up "WITHOUT AN INVITATION" yep, Stones breaks.....what a joy.

If I keep rolling my eyes like this, they are bound to get stuck. Huffing I decided that I've had enough. "Antonio Eduardo Stark." that makes both men stop their glaring contest and their little dick measurement. "Ya me tienes hasta la madre. Vengo de el templo, después de ayudar a combatir un demonio de otra dimensión que, solamente quería comerse a todos los seres vivos de esta realidad" I pause for a beat, my fist clenched, nails digging painfully on my palms

"Y tu" i exclaim seething, my finger pointing toward the second man child of the room "Stephen Strange, ya deberías saber ser el adulto de la situación, but noooo why ? Should you, huh?"

"Look, I don't care who's dick is bigger." my eyes search those of the men before me, who stood stiff watching me with wide eyes and parted lips "but just let me settle that issue down for once and for all. To save us all from your stupid little contest."

I pause for some air, before stating sternly, "It is I who has the bigger dick. That's why people say I'm a pain in the ass"

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Don't laugh.

Don't. You. Dare. Laugh. (y/n).

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Don't.

You.

Dare.

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A snort from the men is all that's needed for all hell to break loose. I clutch my stomach dobeling over as I laugh hysterically along side the to grown ass men. My eyes blurry from the tears that keep streaking out of them. My need to laugh outweighs my need to breath as I stumble towards Stephen who is crunched over seeking support for his shaking body. I clinge to him, his hands coming to steady me but failing miserably, ending with both of us on the floor gasping for breath as our lungs burn, and our cheeks hurt. As Tony went into another fit after our fall, making him fall to his knees clutching his torso.

So that's how they others find us, tear cover faces, a beaming smile on each of our faces and the occasional giggle. All while sprawled across the floor o of the avengers tower.

I still have no idea why do people say I'm a bad influence. After all...I did managed to get two manchilds to stop their testosterone contest.

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Hi!! So this is my first go at fanfiction, don't be mean! Suggestions are welcomed! I would love to hear ur comments!!

All the best- V 🦋

[kristiliqua]

i have been constantly thinking about the damn taz au recently im so ill man

i want to talk about it . so bad . like aaaaaaaa i have some specific bits that i really love but dont wanna spoil at all but RHRHRRRRHHGH FUCK !!!!! i just .,, taz!tallulah . thats it . thats all im saying . i love her :(

also i originally made scott smajor be leon the gachapon guy , but i am now making him be badboyhalo . because Fuck scott smajor ^_^ i am not having a weirdo like him in my au lmao (also bbh is just perf for leon)

also man oh man half the fun for this au for me is simply coming up with chapter titles . ive made it a thing where they have to be srs and rhyme with another bit (thatll go in the ch summary) and boyyy oh boy r they fun to hatch out :D i’ll give u all one just for fun — one that easily comes to mind is “trust or forsake, which will you take? (an eye, an ability, or a life at stake?)” :3 yippee (there are so many chapter titles on god . its a miracle that i actually enjoy coming up with them or else i’d be fucked LMFAO)

also taz!missa is a thing now too . a minor character , but he’s there . bc i said so :)) (taz!deathduo is real btw ur welcome)

man can you tell i really just wanna ramble and gush abt this au . bc i really just wanna ramble and gush abt this au ,,, i love it like it is my baby and i will cherish it forever

frowny face . i want to post Something for this au on ao3 already (i have so many snippets just written bc ,,, i had to let out the energy somehow) but i also dont wanna spoil shit before the actual fic so ????? i guess i’ll suffer . and or just rant abt it on here , el em ay oh

i havent even fully written anything thats for sure gonna be in the main fic (well maybe thats a lie . i have so many snippets that im sure one of them will be usable at some point) . i wrote chapter one (and two ?) a While back , but im def not using that lmfao

jusssst . sigh . i love this au sm and im So sorry to my qsmp followers who followed me for qsmp fanarts and ended up getting a ramble abt some au u dont know or care abt LMAOOO — just ignore this , smile .? or join/spectate my brainrot as i slowly lose my mind , idk

,, also . have i ever said that i made fantasy costco be ‘fantasy tescos’ instead ? bc i did , since in my eyes tescos is just the british version of costco ,,, even though i dont Really know what tescos is , or if its at all similar to costco (im american pls forgive me) but they sound similar so idc (,,, i havent even gone to costco either , actually . im just balling it out here fr)

oh yeah i was thinking abt making a pogtopia wilbur slash vilbur arc thing for taz!wilbur in a particularly long arc in the story (cough cough stolen century cough cough) too ,,,,, so that might be a thing . idk . maybe bro kinda loses it in those hundred years , bc fucking hell how r these mfs still sane after that /hj (its like he becomes apathetic as he sees all of it as meaningless and futile . bc these ppl and this world is gonna die anyway , so what purpose do morals or any kind of care serve ? theyll be gone in a year anyway , it rlly doesnt matter what happens to them before then [later , he Does snap out of it . maybe after a more emotional death hmm who knows] . plus paranoia with the whole impending doom thing el oh el couldnt be me) . methinks i’ll maybe write smth for this idea (smth that u all might never see lmao) . smiley face :))

anyways fuck it this is the end of this long ahh post . beeye

[summerlimeismethebrony]

I have a lot of feelings about genderqueer Dean but I'm not much of a words person so I made these

(Some of these are based on a conversation I had with @galvanon, a few posts from @sammysstupidshirts, and this post)

[koulakoukoula2003]

I love ur writing sm especially when u write abt Erwin. Can u do one where basically Erwin is obsessed with the reader and would like do anything to keep her and the reader wants to be like mischievous or whatever and runs away whilst he’s on his trip and when Erwin comes back he sees that she’s gone but then Levi finds her and brings her to him and Erwin punishes her and fucks the reader like ROUGH with pain and pleasure.(With spitting kink, clit slapping, riding his face, and more)

OH MA GAWD, ANON I've been waiting for this ask my entire life

Ahem ahem

El diablo (Yandere!MafiaBoss!Erwin x Reader)

Pairing: Erwin x Reader, Erwin x You, Erwin x Y/n, Erwin x OC

Genre: Mafia!AU, Yandere!MafiaBoss!Erwin, Smut, Porn with a pinch of Plot

Trigger Warnings: ROUGH SMUT 👏👏, spanking, punishment, pain kink and oral (f receiving, riding Erwin's face) as per requested, spitting kink, clit slapping, vaginal sex, fingering, overstimulation, orgasm denial (yes I went with both lmao), size kink, catoptrophilia, daddy kink, breath play, choking, slightly dubcon BUT CMON THE READER IS JUST BEING DIFFICULT, mention of human and drug trafficking. Daddy Erwin is a lil mean, blacking out, creampie, Yandere behaviour, possessive smut, some parts are unedited lol

Tagging: @peachysunrize (<- I just realised that you've written some of the best smut out there, so, thank you for your service) @syrma-sensei @antoxsmith @macyomoiji @hopeless-daydream3r @shrekisshrimpthesimp (<- I heard you wanna get railed by a certain commander daddy, so I thought I'd deliver 🤣) @klinofil um who else? I've probably forgotten some ppl, pls lemme know in the comments if I have

A/N: sorry I haven't posted anything in sooooo long 😭 I was supposed to post this yesterday but life happened 💀 pls enjoy, and stay horny, I will open my inbox soon🥰🥰🥰

You knew they'd find you. Running away was stupid, but what else were you supposed to do? You knew Erwin was rich. You knew he had a company and you had felt suspicious about it because nobody ever knew what it was that his company produced, and whenever you'd ask he'd dodge your question with something else.

Erwin was smart. He was a mastermind and he could fool everyone. He had managed to fool you for months. You've been together for months. You were just a college student when he laid eyes on you and he knew he had to have you. He paid all your student fees and you didn't even know who he was.

But when you met, he was so gentle. He was kind, and he had manners. He could treat you like no other man your age could. Surely, he was a tad bit older, but everything else about him was perfect. His looks, his wallet, his apartment that you both shared.

No clear feelings had been exchanged. He used you, and in return you got to sleep on his bed and spend his money on pretty dresses. Everything was fine so far.

Then one day you come across some paperwork scattered on his desk, in his office at the top of the highest skyscraper that he owned, and then you realised exactly what kind of man he was. He was the mediator of all heroine routes in the country and your heart clenched beneath your chest when you realised you had to leave. You had to run and get out of here. He hadn't told you about this, who knows what more lied in the dark?

So you ran. You packed a suitcase whilst he was working and you escaped when no one's eyes were on you. It was so naïve of you to think he'd let you go just like that. You had figured out something about his renowned company that if you let it out, you'd ruin everything.

So, it was no surprise when the cool steel of a gun brushed the small of your back and you gasped. Your body shook in terror. You were waiting for the train at the station to take you far from here, but that was no longer an option.

You peeked behind you — it was Levi. Erwin's trusted dog. The one man army that would follow Erwin everywhere. Erwin was untouchable by all enemies because of this man. Of course he had sent him to find you. They were going to kill you, weren't they?

Your hands began to shake and your eyes widened. They were going to kill you. You knew things you shouldn't.

"I won't tell anybody anything, Levi please, I beg of you, just let me go-"

"That's not why he sent me to find you," Levi cut you.

His hand found your shoulder from behind, squeezing down hard enough to hurt. You winced and gritted your teeth trying not to make any more sounds of discomfort. There were people around you. Even if you made a scene and began shouting — even if you escaped, they'd find you. there was no escape. Erwin had connections everywhere.

"Alright," You fisted your fingers and tried your best to hide the shaky movement.

Levi smirked slightly and withdrew his gun. "Smart girl,"

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

You were almost trembling when Levi dragged you inside the familiar office. Erwin was right there. His strong figure never ceased to bring so much tension inside an otherwise empty room.

"Leave us," Erwin said. He did not take his eyes off the paperwork that spread all over his desk. Levi obeyed and walked out of the room. and you looked at him whilst he left like a scared little prey pleading for him to stay and not leave you alone with this dangerous man.

You didn't know whether to confront this man or just be the obedient little thing that he wanted you to be. There wasn't much that you could say. He had you trapped and there was nowhere to go and do but whatever he wanted you to do.

"Are you scared of me? Now that you know who I am?" He asked and you flinched in place at the sound of his voice, but he did not look at you. Whatever paperwork he had been working on was far more important than you.

"Of course, I am. What did you expect of me? Applause?"

He chuckled. "I hardly deserve anything remotely close to that,"

"Then why do you do it?"

"Where do you think I got all this money from, y/n?" Erwin finally looked at you. "I'm a thirty-seven-year-old billionaire with a company that nobody will buy anything from, how do you think I got here?"

"You got there the wrong way,"

"There is no wrong and right way,"

You scoffed. There was no convincing this man. You knew how stubborn he could be. "Can I at least leave? No worries, I won't tell anybody anything,"

"Leave and go where?" Erwin stood up and approached you. "You have no friends, no house, no apartment, no relatives. no job. You have nowhere to go, y/n," He wrapped his arms around you and tugged you close to him. Bright blue eyes met your own and your breath hitched in your throat. He was right. You had nothing. He was your entire world. "You only have me, y/n, you know why that is?" He leaned close enough till his lips were mere inches away from yours. "Because I am all you need,"

No, you might have had nothing meaningful in your life. He may have been right. You were nothing without him. But you had to stand your ground. A choice that you would regret later.

"I don't need a criminal in my life," you turned around to leave but he grabbed your hand and shoved you back close to him. You parted your lips to speak, but he kissed you instead.

You hated yourself for how easily you melted right in. This man was a criminal. This man was a murderer. He had done things you could hardly imagine, but here you were now, letting him kiss you.

You bit on his lip harshly enough to make him pull back with a grunt. He let go of your arm, and wrapped his strong fingers around your throat, threatening to choke you. You gasped.

"A criminal, huh?" He tightened his grip around your throat but not enough to cut your air. It was certainly enough to intimidate you. "Then I should treat you like one,"

He tossed you on the floor like a ragdoll. You were on your knees and attempting to run off before you knew it, but he caught your face and forced your pretty lips to part with his fingers digging to your chin. He stared down at you with those eyes almost predatory.

You were so pretty right there. You were his pretty little girl. It was foolish of you think he'd ever let you go.

He unbuckled his pants and his cock met your lips. You parted your lips to speak, but he thrust his cock inside your mouth instead, holding your hair out of your face and keeping his cock buried in your throat.

You groaned. Your eyes burned with tears and you grabbed his strong hips that started moving, dragging his cock in and out of your mouth at a fast, urgent pace. You choked. Saliva ran down your chin, making a small puddle on the floor, and he let out those little, barely audible grunts that always drove you insane.

He petted your hair. "That's a good girl," he pulled out of your mouth with a jerk. A little longer and he would've combusted on the spot. But you were gorgeous right there, on your undoubtedly bruised knees and your pretty chest heaving up and down in deep breaths.

He picked you up so easily, settling you stomach down on his shoulder. Your head dangling and you punched his back in a pathetic attempt to make him let you down.

"You bastard-" You let out a cry when he tossed you down on his bed and it was almost pathetic how your legs were already parting for him.

"I suggest you pick your next words carefully, cause I don't think you're trying hard enough to run off," Erwin forced three large fingers in your mouth and you sucked on them so obediently. You wanted this more than you could admit, and he knew that. He knew you so well, better than anyone in the world right now.

He pulled his fingers from your mouth and he pushed down the shorts you were wearing revealing your cotton panties. A stripe of slick was already there and it was enough evidence for him to ravage you. He slipped your panties down your legs, revealing your throbbing clit and your sweet hole that was clenching around the cold air of the room.

But this was still meant to be a punishment. He let down a sharp smack on your throbbing clit and you cried out. Hips lifted up against him in search for more friction as the pain only riled you up even more.

He did it again, and again, scattering strong smacks on your clit till your hips were jumping to his face and your cries echoed in the room. You could've sworn, you were going to cum just from that. Your daddy was cruel. He was cruel in bed, he was cruel in life, he was a criminal and everything made sense, but everything just felt so good right now and you were so fucking close to sweet release-

He pulled his hand back and you sobbed. "What a slutty little girl," he stroked your cheek with one hand, the other ghosting over your convulsing hole. "But since I'm a criminal, your pleasure is the last thing on my mind,"

"Y- You're not! P- Please, daddy, I was wrong, please just let me cum, please, please..."

"I need a proper apology, little girl," He eased a thick long finger inside you, immediately finding your spot, making your legs close around him, and your eyes to shut tight. "I can be denying you orgasms all night, or I can be making you cum all night till you're spent and begging for me to stop, but none would be enough because you were an ungrateful little slut that tried to leave me," he eased another finger inside you, stretching your hole, preparing you for his cock. "So, what will it be, baby girl? Choose your next words wisely,"

" 'm s' sorry, daddy, p- please forgive me..." You sobbed, all pathetic, with beautiful little tears running down your cheeks. "...please, I'll be good, I'll be good..."

The pads of his fingers were pressing against your spot but he wasn't moving them, and it was driving you insane. You needed some friction. You needed something. You tried moving your hips, but he pinned your body back down on the bed with his other arm.

Maybe he'd take pity on you after all.

"Good girl,"

He took his fingers out of you and hooked his arms around your legs bringing you to straddle his chest. He caught your ass cheeks and brought your cunt to his face.

"You're going to ride my face till you cum on my tongue like a good girl,"

Your eyes widened and you tried to speak, but his tongue was on your clit, lapping and licking and pulling it between his lips, sucking hard and your jaw dropped. You threw your hands on the bed to prop yourself as you began to ride his mouth. His tongue thrust in your wet hole and you cried out. His nose nudged on your clit and your fingers fisted around the sheets. Your sounds were intoxicating and your hips began to shake. He striked a blow to your asscheek and you cried out.

"Fuck! Please, daddy, I'm gonna cum... 'mma cum, please, please..."

He smacked your backside again, and again, till his hand was imprinted on a rosy colour on your skin, and your whole body was shaking. His tongue was fucking your hole and your clit was grinding against his nose, and it was all too much for you. You came so hard with a shout, and your body shook. Your legs closed around his head as he overstimulated you with his tongue and you grasped his hair, tearing his mouth off your cunt.

You were lying on your back before you knew it. He was standing on top of you, finally fully unbuttoning his shirt and you reached up for him, pushing his shirt down his shoulders, you brought him down to kiss you.

He kissed you hard and you could taste yourself on his lips. You buried your fingers in his hair and he let out a soft grunt, and you knew there was no way you could ever leave this man. What were you thinking?

He pulled from your lips and buried his face in your neck, kissing and biting, and leaving marks. "Mine," he groaned in your neck. "All mine," He bit down harshly enough to hurt and you trembled beneath him, but you loved each second. All you could do was agree with breathy yeses.

He pulled the leather belt from his pants and twisted you like a ragdoll on your stomach. He brought your hands to your back and tied your wrists to the small of your back with his belt tightly.

You whimpered, shaking your hands, trying to break free. He smirked. This was still a punishment after all. He sat by the edge of the bed, dragging your body with your stomach on his lap, your pretty ass in the air and his rough fingers brushing over it.

"Count to ten. If you lose count, we'll start over, is that understood?"

Fuck. This man was going to be the death of you. "Y- Yes, sir,"

Such a good girl. The first smack was harsh and it knocked a cry out of you, but the pain spread hot and straight to your cunt.

"One!"

The next smack sent your body jolting forward and tensing up.

"Two!"

By the fifth smack, you were sweating. Your backside felt like it was on fire, and your rosy skin burned as he ran his large palm over it to smooth away the sweet pain that had your cunt dripping. His bare cock was hard against your belly. Watching you shake, and whimper and trying to squirm away from his grip was a sight for sore eyes.

"S- Six!" You cried out and fat salty tears ran down your cheeks like a waterfall. Cute little sobs escaped your throat. You buried your face in the bedsheets. Your poor cunt was begging to be touched and you tried to soothe the pain by rubbing your thighs together but he landed the seventh blow to punish you for that. "S- Seven... please, daddy, 's too much... too much, I can't, it hurts- Ah!"

The eighth blow was hard. It landed straight to the dark red hand imprint of your butt cheek and it shut you up immediately. He was relentless and cruel.

"Do you think it didnt hurt? You, leaving me?" His hand reached for your face, forcing his fingers past your lips and you sucked on them obediently. He caught your hair with his free arm, to pull your head back so that he could look at your tear stained cheeks and your ruined mascara while he forced his fingers down your throat. "Daddy's precious little girl just doesn't love daddy enough, does she?"

You shook your head erratically and once he pulled his fingers out of your mouth you started apologising. "No! I love you, daddy, I love you so much, I'll never try to leave you again, I promise, I promise, I'll be good..."

"Aw, baby, I know,"

His fingers prodded to your hole and you gasped at the mere brush of his fingers all over your wet cunt. One finger slipped in easily, and then he eased in another, finding your spot immediately, and without any warning he began pumping it. You cried out. Finally some relief.

"Yes! Yes, daddy, please let me cum, please, please..."

It felt amazing. Thick fingers stretching your needy cunt thin and rough fingertips pressing over that sweet spongy spot over and over. The squelching noises of his fingers thrusting in your cunt were almost as loud as your sounds. It was embarrassing. You had enjoyed your punishment more than you should've.

You loved pain, and be knew it.

"Be a good girl and cum all over daddy's fingers,"

You needed no further prompting with how he was thrusting against your spot. Your vision almost went black and your body shook in his grasp as he finger-fucked you through your orgasm.

Before you knew it, he tossed you stomach down, ass up on the bed and thrust his fat cock inside you. You screamed. No matter how wet you are, the stretch of his girth and his size was always painful, but you loved it. He didn't even give you a moment to adjust. He started thrusting hard and fast right away. His own lust taking over him. Your wrists still bound, and your poor cunt still sensitive from the previous orgasm, you could do nothing but bury your face in the mattress and take it.

"Daddy, 's too much please-"

"Shut up, and take it," He growled, one hand on your shoulder to keep pushing you against him, the other sinking in the mattress. He listened to you as you screamed and cried, and squirmed, and sobbed melodiously. Such a pretty little thing. His pretty little thing.

You came hard around his cock. Your warm wet walls squeezed him so tight, he could have cum on the spot.  But he wasn't done with you. He pulled out of you, to watch your body shaking and your sweet hole throbbing.

A strong arm hooked around you, bringing your back against his chest and bringing you to your knees.

"Look up, baby," He spoke against your ear and you looked at your reflection in the mirror by the other side of the room with blurry eyes.

You were a mess. Ruined makeup, glossy eyes, salty cheeks, bitten lips. Wet thighs covered in your slick, and his veiny arm was wrapped around your neck. Large strong fingers were wrapped around your throat. You looked like a dog, his fingers, your leash, your master, the man behind you, who looked so much bigger comparing to your small, trembling body. Your hair were a disheveled mess and so were his own. Multiple marks were littered all over the skin of your neck, your chest, your breasts. His marks you were going to carry for days. You could feel his hard cock on the small of your back. You reached back for it, pumping it between your weak fingers and a small smirk spread on his lips.

"Look at yourself, y/n," He groaned agaisnt your ear. "You're so fucking beautiful. You're my beautiful little girl and no one will touch you but me, is that understood? You're mine,"

"Y- Yes, daddy, 'm yours, 'm yours, all yours..." You breathed heavily and you let out the sweetest sound as his cock eased back inside you. Your walls fluttered around him, welcoming him back in your wet heat.

"Good girl," He wrapped an arm around your stomach so that he could feel his cock protruding from there, and the arm around your throat caught your hair, pulling your face up. He caught your chin, parting your pretty lips and spitting in your mouth. You squirmed and swallowed right away. He petted your hair "Such a good girl," before pulling on your hair to turn your face back in the mirror. "Now look at yourself in the mirror while daddy fucks you,"

"Y- Yes, daddy,"

And you looked so good right there, as his cock slammed in and out of you. His arm was tight around you, slamming you back to him while the tip of his cock abused your sensitive spot over and over and you came hard almost instantly.

You've no idea how many orgasms he fucked out of you, but you blacked out in the end, used and shaky and exhausted as he pumped his cum into you and tucked you to bed. You faintly remember him telling you how much he loves you, and how impossible he was going to make it for you to ever leave him <3

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I feel like mattsun likes grabbing the side of your thighs or the flesh of your hips a lot. it's very soft and loves laying his head bw ur thighs. a simple man. play with his hair and his heart might nut. el like mattsun likes grabbing the side of your thighs or the fleshy of your hips a lot. it's very soft and loves laying his head bw ur thighs. a simple man. play with his hair and his heart might nut.

ok yes. i don't write for him but i read for him sometimes and i see this sm. he is a simple man. very soft, very touchy. likes to hold you from behind and put his head on top of yours or in the crook of your neck when you're waiting in line somewhere. likes to flop on top of you and just knock out, drooling and everything cause you're so comfy. he does prefer laying between your thighs though, and when you play with his hair he's unapologetically moaning and grabbing your thighs with both hands to press them against his face. "fuck, you trying to start something sweetheart?" very soft but turns very horny oh so quickly.