#(bestie those are your tits<3)

[luckyurableeder]

ANDY BIERSACK ♰ SCARLET CROSS MV  

[etherealinowrites]

can you please please please please write perv best friend minho manipulating you into sleeping with him? like you’re his cute bestie and he just has to have you or he’ll be very sad and you can’t see him sad so you’ll do anything to make him happy

i love this ask so much, i stepped outta class to answer this too <3

perv bestf minho x female reader.

smut. cnc, use of pet names and nicknames like baby angel etc. roleplay, swearing, kissing, minho is a sneaky manipulative bitch (not really it’s all pre agreed and approved and mutually consented)

minors dni

part 2

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your best friend minho was obsessed with you. of course he was, had you seen yourself? you were the epitome of a gorgeous person. a literal goddess in his eyes. it didn’t help that you were extremely inexperienced, so cute and innocent when it came to anything sexual. it made him absolutely feral, seeing your doe eyes when anything sexual came up, how your cheeks would turn red because you had no experience whatsoever. he was obsessed with every minute of it. and every once of you.

it didn’t help that you were extremely careless with minho, walking around braless, pants less and what not less. he was your best of 15 years after all, you didn’t think you had anything to hide. but what you didn’t know was just how badly minho was affected by it all. seeing your breasts move under your hair, the outline of your nipples, it made him insane, being able to see it all up close but being unable to do anything.

minho couldn’t count the number of times he’d gotten off to your dirty laundry, to the pictures he’d drawn of you, to the expressions you made when you both watched movies together. oh of course he had to jerk himself off under the blanket you both shared as you watched the movie on your fridays off.

and this friday was no different, you both sat on the couch, an old romcom playing on the tv as you ate some popcorn from the tub next to you on the couch. you’d forgone a bra again, wearing a flimsy tank with some tiny shorts which practically did nothing, on your body, but did a whole lot to minho, who was doing everything he could to hold himself back from grabbing a handful of your perfect ass and squeezing it.

“i’m so cold” you whined and snuggled into his side, his bicep brushing against your breast and he teased up. while your eyes were trained on the tv, he shamelessly but sneakily checked your breasts out, oh those round tits, fuck, teasing him like a slut. he thought. he couldn’t take it anymore and placed his hand on your thigh, startling you a little. “min?” you mumbled and he sighed. “shhh angel, min just wants to cuddle you” he cooed and you instantly relaxed, it was minho after all.

his hand slowly snaked up, now fully stroking your thigh and getting a good feel of anything he wanted. “um” you mouthed out when his hands brushed your panties, making you shiver. “what-“ you began but he placed a finger to your lips, “minho needs to cuddle you angel, won’t you let him?” he said with a pout, hiding the smirk at your blush.

your heart broke at that, how could you possibly say no to your minho? so you nodded and spread your legs, letting him touch what he wanted and in between, he picked you up into his lap, touching your cunt over your panties carefully and starting to place small kisses on your neck. “minho- that’s a little-“ you whined, closing your eyes at the pleasure you felt and he couldn’t help but smirk, pinching your clit gently.

“but baby, don’t you want minho to cuddle you, touch you and be happy? that’s what best friends do angel, they make their friends happy, and do whatever is needed to do that” he cooed into your ear, licking it sensually ask you almost whimpered at that. “do you want min to be sad mm? don’t you want your best friend to be happy?” he pouted and said this in a gentle whine, knowing full well what it did to you.

this has you shaking your head quickly, this was your best friend minho, he needed to be happy right? whatever was needed from you, you would do it. “okay min, touch me please? be happy?” you mewled and minho smirked, pushing his hands inside your panties. “now that’s my good angel”

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[compiled list of hard thoughts]

part 2

[viaoverthemoon]

Neighbors

Leon Kennedy x Fem!Reader

I said I would do requests and requests you all shall get!

This one was suggested by my bsf <3 He messaged me when I complained about having no requests and offered this idea! Shout out to bestie!

Summary: You're new in the neighborhood and Leon takes quite a liking to you <3

Tw: SMUT, p in v sex, unprotected sex, dirty talk, swearing, taunting/mocking, hair pulling (Let me know if I missed anything!)

Omg, if there are any mistakes, pls don't make fun of me. I just got new nails and it's a little hard to type on my laptop ;-;

18+!! NSFW!! MDNI!! Read at your own risk!!

Enjoy! <3

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You throw the final box into the pile, wiping the sweat off your brow.

The process of moving into your new home has been a long one, but also a necessary one.

The hot sun beams down on your skin, sweat dripping from every crevice. Your muscles are weak and ache for rest. You turn around and look at your new home, a sense of pride coursing through your veins at the fact that you'd managed to complete everything on your own.

You're so deep in your feeling of accomplishment, that your hardly notice the sound of footsteps approaching you.

"Hey!" The sound of a yell catches you off guard, your shoulders jump and you turn around.

You're met with arguably the best eye-candy you've ever laid eyes on. Blonde hair and blue eyes. Perfectly framed face and a soft jaw. Kind eyes with a hint of mystery behind them, and those arms were something out of a mafia film. You wanted to take a bite out of them...

You realize your gaze had been wandering longer than society would deem friendly.

You feel your cheeks heat up and shake your head to rid of your less than neighborly thoughts.

"Hi! Sorry about that. I was really in my head I guess."

He looks at you, sheepishly smiling. "No, it was my bad, sweetheart. I didn't mean to startle you," He steps closer and offers his hand for you to shake while trying not to stare at your tits through the transparent shirt. "You must've just moved in. I live next to you. Names Leon Kennedy."

You shake his hand and tell him your name, trying to ignore the increase of your heart rate at the pet name. His smile remains through your interaction. He asks about your interests, your family, your life. And you do the same. You don't get many answers, but regardless, after a few minutes, you both feel rather close to one another.

Leon offers you dinner over at his place another day, which is an offer you can't and won't refuse.

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The day finally came.

You dress in a simple sundress, bringing a bowl of cookies with you as a gift.

Leon answers the door with a bright smile, welcoming you inside of his home.

His home is hardly decorated, but somehow still feels home-y. He explains that his job causes for him to leave on constant business trips, so he never really had time to decorate.

There's a type of tension in the room. It doesn't have a name, or a describable feeling, but it makes the room feel small. Causes the both of you to feel hot. Your conversations are relaxed, but seem to have some kind of unspoken meaning behind each joke.

At one point, you needed a break from the inexplicable heat.

You ask Leon if you can get something to drink from his kitchen. He, of course, says yes and leads you there, pointing to the cabinet that holds the glass cups.

Only, when you stand on your tip-toes to grab a glass, Leon's large physique is suddenly pressed against your back.

Goosebumps rise on your skin, and a small gasp leaves your lips as his lips skim along your ear.

He has you trapped against him, his arms gripping the counter on each side of your waist. You slowly sink back down onto your heels, grabbing the counter as well for support when your legs begin to feel like jelly. "Leon... What are you doing?"

His hands move away from the counter, fingers slowly tracing from your hip to your waist, where it rests as he whispers into your ear.

"I think we can both feel this... feeling between us... So why don't we stop beating around the bush and cut to the chase, sweetheart?"

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Everything seems to be a blur after that.

You only remember Leon's lips on yours, hands wandering and fondling anything he could get his hands on. He'd littered you with hickeys and bruises, slipping off your panties and throwing them off to who knows where.

And now, you lay bent over the arm of his couch, sundress shifted upward over your ass and Leon brutally pounding into you.

Your moans are muffled by the soft cushions of his couch, your hands gripping the fabric for dear life. Your legs have completely given up on you, lying limp and only moving to jerk every time Leon's hips hit yours.

Your hands grip the couch tighter and your pussy clenches around him as you whine out muffled praise.

The sound of skin slapping skin is borderline pornographic, the wet squelching sound only making the atmosphere so much hotter.

Leon grabs a fistful of your hair, yanking you up and pressing you back flush against his chest. "What was that, sweetheart? I didn't hear you.."

A loud whimper escapes your lips, your nails scratching the arm of the couch. "Said- Said it feels good! It feels so good, Leon!"

He laughs and you moan when he manages to hit somewhere deep inside of you. "Yeah? Feels really good, huh?" He growls and thrusts into you at a faster pace. You cry out, your legs going numb. And you would've fallen flat on your face if not for Leon's hands that grab your hips.

"Mhm! Yes!" Leon groans as your moans get higher and higher, your toes curling as he try's a new angle, this one causing him to hit that sweet spot that makes you go crazy.

A desperate sob mixed with a cry tears its way out of you. "Right there! Ah! Yes-!"

You writhe in his grip, your orgasm quickly approaching. He runs his hands over the sides of your body, gripping so hard you know you'll have bruises in the morning.

His thrusts get sloppy and erratic as he begins to grunt and growl in effort. "So pretty... You gonna cum baby? You gettin' close?"

He mocks you- actually mocks you. His words come out as though he's cooing at you, taunting you. Even though you feel like you should be offended by his tone, instead you feel even more aroused by it.

Your back arches and short, pitiful gasps leave you. "Fuck- Yes! 'm gonna c-cum, Leon! Gonna cum jus' for you-!"

You hardly finish the sentence before your release forces itself out of you. You cry out, electricity flashing though your veins, as your orgasm seeps all over Leon's dick. He somehow cums at the same time as you, heaving a deep and shameless moan.

The both of you take a moment coming down from the high, mouths hung agape, breathing shallow, and covered in sweat.

Leon finally pulls out of you, watching your body twitch while his seed leaks out of you. He glances at your face, seeing your blissed out expression. An amused smirk sits on his lips when you turn to look at him. You want to say something snappy, but your lungs haven't fully recovered. So, you settle for just flicking him off, muttering a small, 'fuck off'.

I think its safe to say, you would be seeing your new neighbor a lot more often... <3

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Omgg This took forever!! Finishing writing and proofreading at 3:20am aND I'VE BEEN WORKING ON THIS SINCE 2PM!!!!

Anywaysss, Hope y'all enjoyed!! <3

Requests are open!! <3

[darkmajesty-xo]

Ready Player 1 ? - Shigaraki x reader

18+ MDNI | masturbation, praise , video chats, crack-humor

most would consider it unwise for a girl like you to be in these chat rooms due to the questionable discourse and rather infamous patrons, but girls just wanna have fun right ?

xoxo_|hisMC ✮: saw an old couple today, could be me and shig but he’s playing ☹️

user2345: i think you mean planning* as in planning world domination and torment of quirkless losers like you.

xoxo_|hisMC ✮: oh sweetheart you’ll never get any pussy if you keep acting like one

user3333: damn bro, you gonna take that ?

user2345: who gives a shit about some villain groupie ?

user2345: she keeps her mouth so full of cum that it’s starting to affect her whore brain.

user2345: do you really think the true leader of the new world would make time for some dumb cunt like you ?

xoxo_|hisMC ✮: there’s probably a higher chance of tomura shigaraki and i living happily ever after than there is of ANY woman even looking in your direction.

this was a normal friday night, you simping over shigaraki in the forums and clapping back at the misogynistic incels that hid behind their keyboards in their mothers’ basements. but there was one guy that always stood up for you whenever the idiots got too out of hand. he was also a moderator so he had no problems blocking them.

the two of you would dm off and on about life , thoughts on hero society, hobbies , etc. from your chats you gathered that he didn’t walk that straight and narrow but that didn’t mean much to you. he would sometimes tease your about your crush on shigaraki and your general taste in men.

finalboss: honestly, what kind of girl likes a criminal?; who knows what kind of twisted shit the guys into— you’re not even a villain.

xoxo_|hisMC ✮: you know nothing jon snow

finalboss: that reference just confirmed btw

xoxo_|hisMC ✮: i’ll have you know that my beloved is a certified otaku fantasy nerd.

finalboss: oh yeah ? and how’d you obtain such info ?

xoxo_|hisMC ✮: i run 3 stan accounts on twitter and i belong to a shiggy fan club 🥹

finalboss: 😃

finalboss: seek help

finalboss: 😃

xoxo_|hisMC ✮: you wound me ☹️

finalboss: i’ll just leave that too your Prince Charming lol

xoxo_|hisMC ✮: oh lord , did you see the footage of his latest attack ?

xoxo_|hisMC ✮: he was dressed like a whoreee 😩😩

xoxo_|hisMC ✮: tits just out for my viewing pleasure

xoxo_|hisMC ✮: shigaraki is my shepherd, he know what i want.

xoxo_|hisMC ✮: wanna suck on those sugar nips and call him mommy

finalboss: you get weirder and weirder every time we chat

xoxo_|hisMC ✮: that means we’re becoming besties ㅤ♡ ︎

finalboss: ♡ ︎

it was nice having someone to talk to about your secret obsession, it’s not like your “real life” friends would understand. the two of you had carved out your own little piece of the internet to goof around in. he never disclosed much information about himself and typically kept the conversations focused on you, but you still felt an undeniable bond to this faceless stranger.

then he ghosted you.

weeks went by without a word from your friend. he no longer defended you in the forums and he didn’t respond to any of your dms. you’d started to get worried that he may have been arrested or worse. and at the three month mark you’d finally given up hope that you’d ever hear from your friend again. but then the unexpected happened.

finalboss is requesting to video chat.

this was completely out of character but after months with no word, you were desperate to hear from your friend.

you were prepared to chew him him out for abandoning you. thinking of all the ways you could insult him while simultaneously expressing your need for his comfort and company. but your mind went blank when the grainy screen loaded into the pixelated image of your companion.

whispy tendrils fell from his bun, framing the sculpted planes of his handsome face. his lips were dry, slightly chapped, with the only lubrication being the sheen of saliva left by the slow drag of his tongue. bloodied eyes bore into your own leaving you breathless and dazed.

“hey bestie”

his voice was low and raspy, almost like a whisper. a deep rumbling that echoed in your ear drums. it was oddly hypnotic. he was absolutely mesmerizing.

tomura chuckled into the camera, showing flashes of perfectly white teeth. he leans back into the chair, a hand on the back of his neck showcasing a broad chest and toned abs.

“didn’t expect you to be this quiet, bestie. is my outfit not slutty enough for you ? i could always take these off…” his hand fell from his neck to rest and the waistband of his black jeans.

you remained speechless, eyes glued to the light dusting of hair below his belly button.

more laughter and shifting. now you were met with the glorious girth of shigaraki’s cock clenched tightly in his fist. the darkened tip oozed a sparkling trail of pre that spilled down his length. his thumb swiped the fluid to spread over his veiny member.

“c’mon , doll. don’t leave me hanging” he teased, squeezing his fist upwards to produce more pre. “i thought you wanted to be my ‘mc’ ? seems more like an npc if you ask me”.

“y-you’re him” you stammered, eyes following the slow drag of his fist. “you’re tomura shigaraki”.

“in the flesh” he teased, shooting a wink that went directly between your legs. “well kinda, but we’ll cross that bridge when we get there. sorry i’ve been away so long, but you’d wait forever for me won’t you , perfect girl ?”

your nod was automatic. robotic even. you’d moved closer to the screen, completely engrossed by his ministrations.

“anything for you beyon—shiggy”

you both laughed at that. he appreciated your humor, especially with all the drama in his day to day. even in def con simp mode and being ghosted didn’t stop you from being undeniably you. that’s probably why he was as obsessed with you as you were with him.

“i know we probably have alot to discuss but todays been kind of shitty and i’d really like to explore our final fantasies”.

you snorted, “that was really bad , shig”.

he shrugged, “i’m a villain, not a comedian, beloved. “now show me that perfect little pussy”.

[banggyu0308]

can i request perv bestie!soobin who’s got a thing for big titties, and reader happens to have just that! so he can’t help himself from “accidentally” bumping into you so he can feel up on them a little. maybe he takes you shopping and encourages you to buy a ton of low cut tops and dresses, hyping you up in the dressing room, all the while he’s trying to conceal the raging hard on he’s got from watching you. and at one point he just snaps, maybe he walked into ur room on a particularly hot night, seeing you wearing nothing but some tiny shorts and a tank top. ur boobs squished up against the bed all pretty as ur just innocently on ur phone. and he just can’t take it anymore, he’s got to have you.

(this was like, half a request, and half just plain hard thoughts 😭 lmao)

hey anon!! wanted to say sorry for how long this took <3

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Perv!best friend!soobin who can hardly contain himself whenever you wear one of your low-cut shirts, who can’t wait until you bring him along to go shopping again, gonna have to find you some more of those, won’t he? 

Watching you when you come out of the dressing room, telling you how good you look, he’s got your bag in his lap, gotta cover the fact that he’s so hard for you, his best friend, in that fitted dress, breasts spilling over the neckline. You just look too good, he can’t help rutting against the bag in his lap when you do a little spin for him… 

You invite him over that summer night, it’s so hot out he didn’t bother packing pajamas, he’s sleeping on the floor anyways, he’ll just sleep shirtless. When he walks into your room after getting a snack from the kitchen, he notices you’ve changed out of the clothes you wore to the store and into a pair of short little shorts and a tank top, and god… the way you’re laying, face down on the bed, scrolling on your phone, it’s causing your tits to press up against your chest so perfectly… Soobin’s breath catches in his throat and he plops himself onto the bed with you, laying face down to try and cover his erection… at least it seems natural enough with you laying that way too.

Rolling his hips sneakily against the bed as you have a completely normal conversation, trying to be so sneaky, cause if you caught him… it feels so dirty, so disgusting when he thinks about it, would you think that?

Cuddling close to you when you watch a movie just to press against your thigh, he hopes it feels normal to you, doesn’t want to give away the fact that he needs you so bad… Rutting against your bare thigh is the farthest he thinks he’ll take it but then you move, pressing your ass perfectly back on him and he can’t fucking take it anymore, moving so he’s on top of you, your cheek against the silk of your pillowcase… fucking himself against you and gasping into your ear how well he’s gonna fuck you, just you wait, gonna have you begging for his cum <3

[konigsblog]

bestie i need you to expand on that retired kidnapper!dadbod!konig idea RIGHT NOW (or whenever is convenient to you)‼️💥

how stalker!könig → kidnapper!könig → kidnapper!dadbod!könig... of course, i have to !!! ☀️

at first, he was just fascinated by you. how you wore your hair, those pretty sundresses that barely cover your pretty, tight ass. or how his eyes always manage to flicker between your eyes to your soft tits, accidentally making you uncomfortable by being eerily silent, a creep.

he'd been watching you for months, nearly a year. and throughout that year, he'd been planning how he'd take you, how he'd capture his sweetheart, his engel to take home. from innocently stealing your panties — what? what else is he going to use to get off? — to watching you shower, your naked body covered in foamy soap and his calloused hand wrapped around his girth, fisting his cock erratically and frantically while panting and breathing heavily.

the smell of your panties just wasn't enough, he wanted to smell your hair, your flowery scent. you have no idea how often he fantasied about you chained to the bed, legs spread wide open, slotting himself behind you and huffing at your hair while caressing your soft body all over :( he's a pervert, what do you expect from him? he wanted to finger you till you were crying his name with fearful eyes, so depraved for you, couldn't help but drool all over you after making out with you sloppily. his hand forcing your lips against his.

you're so sweet, let him repay you back with some fresh cookies he'd made — a secret ingredient to have you passed out. sneaking inside the house and taking you into the boot of his car with ropes and tape around your limps and over your mouth. fortunately for him, the neighborhood you stay is horrible, they don't care for one another and they rarely have their blinds open or any security cameras near.

you looked so perfect when he came back to check on you; glossy eyes and your face stained with tears. he smiled at you crookedly, giggling slighty and running his fingertips along your temples. hushing you and bringing a cloth towards your nose — smelling... oddly medical. “du wirst in kürzester zeit in meinen armen sicher sein, meine kleine prinzessin...” he smiled, kissing your forehead and driving to his house located far from nearby society.

he cradles you in his arms for the first hour before bringing you downstairs to your temporary home, till he had enough trust in you. a single, small bed just fitting one person, deciding he'd join you anyway and squeeze himself behind you, huffing at your hair and untying you. you were so stubborn, and he was scarily nonchalant.. till you swiped and slapped him, his face contorting into rage, attempting to hold himself back. he was so upset his engel would do something like that, leaving you alone tonight.

everyday he would sneak photos of you and stick them into a notebook, some writing beneath it on how you'd been doing, how obedient you had been. you never saw him take them, only when he ordered you to bend over in sex positions so he could get off to them. everyday, you'd come upstairs, only for 3 hours before shoved back downstairs and tied to the wall. he hated you being down there, he'd be with you at all times, even when you screamed and cried for him to fuck off, he'd hold you calmly and sing to you.

usually he'd read to you, play a board game and talk to you about his obsession; you, of course. overtime, stockholm syndrome formed and bloomed, becoming obedient and his girlfriend, in love with him and craving his attention. your first day out the basement, he finally fucked you, making sure to record your moment together to watch back. he'd buy you a replica of his dick and tell you to use it to prepare for him, becoming his sweet doll who giggled whenever she saw him. you cuddled him at night, even woke him up at nighttime with tears in your eyes, begging to be held.

he'd retired from the military sometime, and overtime, when he was deployed and still in the military, you'd cook. a hobby, something you were good at. he'd ate two portions of what you'd given him, sometimes giving you more because he worried you were too small for him. he'd gained weight, a gut and a dadbods, drinking beer with you and giggling whenever you struggled to drink it because of how bitter it was.

insecure of his new bod, he covered up. till he woke up to horny you, wanting to rub your pussy against his happytrail to get off, gripping his extra fat and cumming so hard at the thought of him :( probably smoking weed with you and getting off at your pretty, stupid face. jerking off while you whined and mewled for his attention and comfort!! he can't help himself, you know that... :(

[bobbin-buckley]

Vada Cavell Headcanons

Vada Cavell x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Mentions of school shooting, mentions of smoking & getting drunk, smut, fluff, mentions of anxiety and depression, some angst,

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SFW (Some Angst)

-You & Vada we’re dating for about 3 months before the shooting happened. Then slowly drifted away after it.

-I wouldn’t perhaps say you broke up, Vada just was keeping herself away from you and everyone else, well, almost everyone else

-Nick told you Vada was hanging out with Mia Reed, this made you feel a lot of different things; confusion, anger, sadness and jealousy you wanted, no you NEEDED to ask her why she was all of a sudden hanging out with this Mia girl

-You felt as if she was cheating on you, maybe? You stormed into her room one day and started rambling about how she just started ghosting you and smoking with the blonde girl

-Vada did feel bad, infact she did regret everything after realizing how upset you were. That’s when you found Vada in your arms again

-She did start to invite you over at Mia’s house, you didn’t like the idea but accepted when Vada have you those puppy eyes

-Helping each other through all this depression and pain, venting

-Vada is a pretty affectionate person if you are really close

-She definitely has acts of service as her love language, she’ll buy you stuff (if she isn’t broke), take care of you, take you out somewhere etc

-Movie nights with make-out sessions throughout the film

-Shed love your pet(s) if you have any, (she totally seems like a dog person)

-Being besties with her little sister Amelia, she loves you sm, you both love to tease Vada, prank her and hangout together w/ Vada

-Finds it weird her family adores you

-When your alone together there can be three different moods; fluffy, sweet, soft, silly cuddly or hot, horny, lust & flirty, or sad, fluff, upset, depressed but you cope together by cuddling and talking

-Always being side by side, Vada craves your touch or needs to touch you. Wanting to cuddle but if she can’t she’ll hold your hand, pinkies intertwined under a table or knee to knee and head in shoulder

-You find it hilarious when Vada gets cranky and throws a fit. She smacks you when you laugh

“I’m dating a literal four year old”

“Then that would be fucked up also, nuh-uh!”

-Loves to make dirty jokes just to see you hot & bothered

-Can be a pretty flirty person

-Going off to college together

-Doing pretty much everything together

NSFW

-There is never a time you and Vada will have serious sex

-This girl is full of humor, she’ll make all kinds of jokes when intimate

“Dude! You have huge tits.”

“Vada-”

“There like literal melons”

-Preferring Vanilla sex most of the time

-making love to each other makes you both feel alive again

-I could see her as a switch

-Skin to skin the entire time

-Secretly loves your boobs

-Probably doesn’t shave much down there cause she’s scared she’ll hurt herself, you don’t mind though and you offer to help her

-Making sure her family isn’t home and won’t be home till late when having sex at her house

-She looooves shower sex

-One time Vada had gotten you something as a gift….it was a strap-on

“Vada where the hell did you get that? You’re broke.”

“Nick bought it for me.”

“😦”

-Loves to use the strap-on on you, claims she wants to “breed” you even though she can’t (you think it’s hot though-)

-Took her a while to understand how to please someone but it’s okay

-Makes you suck on her strap

-Always wanting to take off your clothes for you

-I’d say for her first time (in this she doesn’t fuck Mia) she was pretty good

-You guys could go in for hours if her parents weren’t home so often

-Almost getting caught

-Attempting to have sex in the school bathrooms to make her less scared

-High sex

-Quite the begger

-Anytime you have sex it’s always soft and at a good pace (unless you have 10 minutes before her mom gets home)

You’ve got Vada wrapped around your finger that’s for sure

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Heyyy

This seemed quick to write I hope it’s alright

Cairo will be next since you guys tied Vada & Cairo (You sillies)

[stevenose]

magic hour (18+)

steve x plus size afab!reader

contains: body worship (steve giving, reader receiving); basically a lil manifesto about how steve loves plus size besties!!!

you might want to know: this reader has afab descriptors, like ‘tits’ and ‘pussy’. otherwise, no gendered language.

author’s note: this is for @steve-harringtonss who graciously donated to my ko-fi! thank you so much michelle <3 anyone who donates to my ko-fi can ask for a custom drabble for our angel baby steve as a thank you - link in bio :)

Steve needs to worship you. He aches when he doesn’t. When the pads of his calloused fingers aren’t digging into the plushness of your thighs, when his palms aren’t groping your soft stomach, pushing down just right for his cock to hit a spot that makes you keen. He’s grounded in you, every single inch.

Lips attacking your neck and jaw, he feels content to stay with you forever. Those luscious thighs wrapping around his hips as he sucks a sweet spot into your skin. He’s at home here with you, with his chest pressed against yours. He trails a hand down your side and squeezes gently at the fat of your hips. It makes him shiver. “Fuck, I love you. So goddamn beautiful,” he murmurs into your skin.

He loves how he can grab at you. So much of you to explore. Your hip dips, the curve of your ass - Christ, he’s obsessed. Borderline delusional with love as he’s kissing you, making his way down your goosebump-riddled skin to your chest. Palming at your round tits, every single thing about you soft and ethereal.

You remind him a lot of Grecian sculptures at the art and history museum you’d both went to a few months ago. The marble curved and rounded, bodies perfect and adorned with rolls and dips and crevices. You’re a work of art, something to be marveled at, and he makes sure to do so every damn day.

A finger runs up your arms, following a vein he knows by heart. You giggle at the tickle and he chuckles back, pulling away for a moment to take in your face. “You’re incredible,” he says sincerely. Breathlessly. He kisses you again before you can protest, large hands exploring the expanse of you again before he slowly makes his way down to the space between your legs.

He’s told you countless times how he could die here. It’d taken you a while to be open to him tasting you, and now he can’t get enough of that sweet, sticky honey. His cheeks rest in between your thighs and he’s visibly too excited at the prospect of them squeezing him, trapping him exactly where he wants to be. Right in between that softness, your fingers tangled in his hair, pretty cries escaping your marked up throat.

And when he’s finally sinking his thick cock inside of you, watching your lips part for his shaft to make its way in deep, his eyes roll back. Your lush legs around his waist again. Eyes welled with tears while you mouth at him thank you. He runs a palm up your stomach gently and easily before gripping your waist with his hands. “I’ve got you,” he promises, his pace slow, eyes trained on your skin moving with him. He’s never seen anything more gorgeous, more hot, and he’s gotta rip his eyes away to stop him from coming too soon.

But when he does cum, cock swelling up inside of you, he’s sure to take your face between his hands and murmur sweet nothings as you come undone. Continuing even if you close your eyes and fold in on yourself, overwhelmed by him. He’ll make you feel the same way about your body, however long it takes.

[envy-of-the-apple]

HELLO! first and foremost, i breath, live, and sleep SEM. That fic has greatly improved my quality of life and is one of my holy grails!!

Now, onto my question! Satoru has lots of booty calls, yeah? Hence the supermodels and that naive girly who showed up probably as a ploy by Satoru to get Ms. Moon jealous. I'm thinking so hard rn, what do they all look like? What are their common characteristics? What are Satoru's qualifications for a booty call, like let's say, having similar features with Ms. Moon? 👀👀

Now that he's reunited back with his Ms. Moon, what will happen to his booty calls? Does he just literally drop them all and block them? Considering you answered in one of the asks that Satoru's gonna go public with his relationship, baby trap her, and keep her for the rest of his life. That one girly who visited him, she would be so surprised to see that the woman who talked to her at Satoru's building is the one her dear Sato is marrying, I'm so curious what her reaction would be and overall the reactions of all his booty calls 😭😭😭

omg i literally did not consider gojo being so obsessed he brings girls who look like ms.moon home bUT GIRLLIE YOU GOT ME THINKINGGGG time to add like 2k more words to SEMpt 2

(Once again the fic is highly inspired by Falling by Vanasha. Please please please go check it out if you liked Sun eats moon!!!! bestie needs more credit!!!!)

okokokok so whether or not gojo does it consciously or not is up to you, but he does have a tendency to bring girls home that look a little like you. Your hair. Your eyes. Your skin tone. It's not enough to be apparent, but once it's observed, it's a little hard to just forget about it.

Once you and him get back together, yeah he's never calling those girls again. He may be a narcissistic asshole but he's a loyal man at heart. His eyes are on you and only you<3. You're the only one in his life.

Regarding the girl's reactions, I don't think any of them will get angry or anything once Satoru drops them. I bet he's made it extremely clear that 'yeah you got nice tits but it's nothing beyond that' to pretty much all the girls he picks up.

But it's an interesting thought. Maybe one of the girls will put it together someday. She might see you and Satoru on tv, celebrating your wedding. She might think to herself 'huh, never thought that guy would get married'. Yeah, you look a little nervous but its normal to be like that for your wedding right? Then she'll look a little closer and she might think to herself 'wow we have the same eye shape and hair color' what a coincidence. Then, she'll remember one of her other friends, someone who also had a run in with Satoru, who shared the same skin tone and facial features as you.

She might go on the internet, catch an interview with Gojo Satoru. Hear him drone on and on about his 'highschool sweetheart' 'the one who got away'.

Yeah sure, there wasn't anything romantic between her and Satoru, but it's a little unnerving to realize that someone only went after you because they were thinking of someone else, right?

[bitchlessdino]

hey, i’m back. recently i’ve been in my chanrot era so if you could please write a daddy kink chan smut i would really appreciate it. also thank you for the he mingyu smut, i was freaking out inside.-🎧

Pairing: bf!chan x afab!reader

Genre: smut, light fluff

Word count: 2.1k

tags: initial reluctance (lighthearted), blossoming established relationship, daddy kink (initially just Chan), slight degradation, reader has tits, mentions of voice kink, asphyxiation, wall sex, pussy slapping, unprotected sex, creampies, cumplay

Summary: You've heard of dadless behaior but what is daddy behavior? You found it unlikely that the answer would be right under your nose. Better yet, already balls deep inside you.

author note: hiii, I'm back. and what a way to be back than to finish up a dino request. SK was amazing, everything was new and exciting. I'd be happy to answer any travel questions or if you wanna just pop in my inbox, I’ll graciously respond. I missed you guys <3

P.s. to 🎧 bestie I’m so glad you enjoy Mingyu’s fic and I hope you enjoy this one too!

He had you by your throat, cock plunged balls deep in your cunt, slamming into your cervix with every calculated thrust. A pool of arousal soaked into your bed sheets as your shallow breaths barely escaped. His upper body weight pins you stomach down on the mattress and his gaze falls on you, emitting unadulterated power. Lost in the world he’s created, he feels you shudder beneath him while you desperately call out to him in your beautifully strained voice.

A smug smile hangs low from his lips. “That’s right. What’s my name?”

“Daddy?”

You sputter, coughing on your own loud laughter as your boyfriend stares back at you with an unamused face in part to your reaction. This was how you initially reacted to the request of his suggested name in bed, pale in comparison to the idea of a reaction Chan had in mind when he thought to bring it up to you. He could only huff in annoyance as you doubled over on your stomach in playground laughter.

“Come on. It’s not funny. Just say you’ll try it out with me.” He whines.

“You think begging is daddy behavior?” The teasing persists with tears in your eyes.

He sighs in relinquishment before pulling himself up from the bed, his bare torso feeling the draft of the conditioned air as his eyes glaze over in the direction of the shared bathroom. “Forget it.”

“Wait, Chan.” You stretch out your arm to claim his wrist in your grip. Your laughter falters seeing the genuine disappointment in his eyes, forcing you to render yourself to a calmer manner, aiming to uplift his spirits, “Come on. I’m just playing. Don’t be upset.”

He scoffs, “The love of my life is laughing at me, in my face, how am I supposed to take it?”

“I’m not laughing at you,” you pull him back onto the bed, “Just…daddy? Really?”

“Yes, really. It wouldn’t hurt to try once.” He says in an utterly soft tone, and you feel your hard shell melt all at once.

Chan is many things. A good friend, a doting boyfriend, and an amazing lover (at least from what you could tell since you only started to have sex recently). ‘Daddy‘ was…different from what you were used to, and frankly just seemed uncharacteristic for Chan.

“Aw, love,” you run your hand through his hair, those pretty eyes looking back at you in a brew of longing and lust, “You’re so sweet and sexy as is. It’s…overdone. Why would you want to be called something like that anyway?”

“I’m curious. I mean…your voice is so pretty I wanna hear how you say it.” He whispers, and that alone causes whatever is in your stomach to do flips.

You roll your eyes in defeat, a love-struck grin on your face, and tug his arm to have it buried between your exposed breasts, their warmth causing a flutter in Chan’s chest. You tuck your chin on his shoulder, looking at him wide-eye, batting your lashes at him in keen interest. “Well. If…daddy…could tell me what this entails, I may just be a bit more interested.”

He digs his teeth in his bottom lips, pleased, and takes a hand to the side of your jaw to trace over it. His soft baritone voice drops an octave and his eyes narrow at you, “It can be whatever my baby desires.”

Your eyes glint from the reflection of the sun peaking through the bedroom window and bouncing off the vanity mirror. The corner of your lips turns up in a small smile, “How would me calling you daddy make things anymore different from what we already have?”

His hand smooths over from your cheek to trail over your shoulder and settles on your hips beneath the sheets. He presses his smile against your forehead, ghosting over your skin to do the same to the tip of your nose, just as delicately, and finally tucking them in the pillowy texture of your lips. You purse your lips to deepen the kiss, but he kisses you just as swiftly as he pulls away. He watches you through his heavy eyelids, seeing how your lips twitch at the loss of his presence, silently laughing to himself.

“Cute.”

How quickly he takes you by surprise by slamming back in the sheets, your eyes shooting back open immediately, heart pounding out of your chest. His hips gradually dip into yours, the outline of his bulge imprinting into your thigh, and you feel one of his hands creep down to the thin fabric of your underwear. A corner of his lips perks up feeling your anticipation soak through and create a thin film between the pads of his fingers.

“Wet? So early? I hardly done anything.” He snickers.

You let out a small whine, hand cupped over his cheek, thumbing its texture, “Can’t help it…daddy.”

He rubs into the fabric, tracing along your slit repeatedly until both his middle and index were evenly coated, your hips shifting beneath him, helplessly under his control. He hears how your breathing got more irregular.  A shift of focus is obvious within you and you could only do one thing at a time; breathe or enjoy the show. Lucky for you, he’d make it an easy choice.

“Well,” he draws his face close to hover over your ear, smiling wide as he says, “too bad you don’t get to cum.”

He pulls his hands away from your body, sticking his fingers in his mouth and retreating to the bathroom giggling. You sit up from the bed in disbelief, throwing the covers back on your body, “Chan! Really?”

“Well, maybe you shouldn’t have laughed.”

Chan would be proud to know that you were eating your words. He was all you could think about for the rest of the day. His eyes and their allure, then his arms and their strength. You craved his attention, crossing one leg over the other, suppressing your innermost desires of him feasting on you like thanksgiving dinner. The hours of the day would drone on, and you were counting the second of every minute until you’d finally be reunited back home after a long day’s work. 

You needed it, especially from that morning, which would only replay countless times in your mind. Heat running to the apples of your cheeks remembering his musk, you felt a teenager again thinking about their crush as they passed the hallways. It seems as though he was no better as his hands were immediately on you the moment you greet him. Your hips parallel to one another, your wrists pinned above your head against a wall, and his heavy breath ghosting over your jaw. The scene brought a familiar shiver down your back, like a return of an old friend.

“Well, don’t you look pretty?”

The shape of his cock knocks at the surface of your core, gripping your wrists single-handedly, and drawing shapes on your skin with his lips, feeling you swallow from the base of your neck.

“Daddy, please…”

“What,” he taunts, tightening his grip, “what does my baby want?”

You gulp, “Fuck, daddy. I want you so much.”

You spoke from the pit of your stomach, clenching your abdomen as he presses up against you closer, already unbuttoning the top of your slacks. 

“What a dirty mouth you have.”

He abrasively tugs them off you, hands slipping underneath your underwear and feel proof of your words. “Fuck, you weren’t kidding.”

The obscenities that’d leave your lips the moment you felt his middle finger dip inside your warmth made Chan prideful. His eyes bore into yours while his fingers worked inside you, slightly lifting you off the ground.

“God, I could fuck you here and you’d be happy about it, wouldn’t you?”

He pours every ounce into his hands, your body uncontrollably sliding erratically over the wall, “Mmh, daddy, yes.”

“Such a good slut. All for me.”

He fucks into faster, the spillage falling to even down his forearm, you achingly gorgeous sounds of pleasure playing surround sound in his ears. He muffles them against his lips, hiking up your legs to embrace him as you leverage against the wall behind you, thrusting his still-clothed lower body into you. God, he wants to fuck you like a used-up rag doll.

“Fuck, daddy…you fingers…”

He slowly their pace, pumping them at controlled force in every interval. His sweat-damp hair reached his eyes, meeting your dumb-fucked gaze, “Yeah, yeah, they good?”

You choke on a breath as you feel him thrust inside deeper, “F-fuck, yes…”

You vibrated around him and he knew he couldn’t take it anymore. He holds you to the wall with his upper body but soon bares his lower body. His length teases your slit before his fingers flick at your pussy so suddenly, causing you to wince with a soft moan to follow.

“You think you can take me up against this wall, like a good little slut? Hmm?” He slaps them again. 

“Mm, daddy, please. I want it…I want your cock in me…”

A smug grin takes over before he watches it swallow inside you, pushing his filthy fingers in your mouth, defiling you in both his favorite ends. He drags his mouth over your nipples, hard to the touch, and readily available after your top was the first thing you undressed for him before he put you in such a situation. Squeezing them in a free hand, he mouths over it starved, flicking his tongue and sucking as if he was raging with thirst. 

His hands were now knuckle-deep in your mouth, hips lacking in remorse, and your gasping for breath would otherwise be concerning, but in this case, indicated the ravenous sin that took over your body, coating your tongue with your taste. He takes out his hand to wrap them around your throat, watching the sanity leave your body as he fucks you until pure submission. You were more object than human at this point. Yet, you felt so alive.

Your body was not used to something like this. You felt flushed at the touch, ecstasy mainlining in your veins, screaming a name you wouldn’t even say in your dreams, now rolling off your tongue like water flowing through a river. “Daddy, daddy, daddy—”

“I’m right here baby…You’re taking me so fucking well,” he groans.

“Daddy, more, daddy…”

“More? More?” He teases.

“Please daddy.” You spoke from the depth of your throat, feeling him return with more speed, knocking your ass back into the wall.

A manic smile spreads across your face and you gasp out in excitement, clutching around him until you could feel your eyes roll in the back of your head. “Yes, fill me, daddy. I want my pussy full of your cum.”

“You know just what to ask for, hmm? You want daddy’s load inside you?”

“Yes, daddy’s cum, please…”

Chan was growing tired but not of you, never of you. “You think you’ve been good enough for me to deserve it?”

You nod rapidly, “I’ve been so, so, so, so good. I want it. I deserve it.”

“Okay, well you better hold on tight. I have no plans to give you mercy.”

He takes either one of your legs to his side and you oblige, holding on to him as he delivers his promise. Your head knocks back into the wall rhythmically with no delay. His lips plant against yours naturally, harshly claiming your kiss and chewing on your bottom lip to sustain his momentum. Your hands ran through his hair, over his back, clawing at his ass; your orgasm wasn’t far along your path.

Your hips jerk against him, clenching his full length in your walls, vibrating to the kiss, unknowingly dripping so far past his thigh until practically reached his knees. He follows soon after. Thick warmth paints your insides one coat, a second coat, and then a third, but does not stop the man from pushing it deeper back into you, spilling into the floor without a second thought.

He ruts into you until you’re spent, which seems like it’ll never be the case at that point, and even carries you to the bedroom to use you again and again. Chest to sheet, your head being held up by his hand on squeezing the base of your neck, and your ass in the air fitted against his cock and torso. You could practically hear the echo of skin slapping and human suction bouncing off your walls. His stamina felt endless and you loved every restless second. As did Chan, realizing your answer to his questions and demands was a joy like no other.

“Ask again. Do you find this to be daddy behavior?”

“Yes, daddy.”

[hardstraykidshours]

🐺 anon is so right about chan and nipples !!! I'm obsessed with the idea of him falling asleep with your nipple in his mouth bc he was tired but still wanted to suck and when he wakes up he's immediately ready to go brrrr 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

nsfw 18+ (minors dni)

no because the way you're so right, bestie. for some reason i feel like for chan, nipple sucking is like his version of cockwarming. if that makes sense???? like some people use cockwarming as a way to unwind and relax, and for chan, sucking on your tits is his way to unwind, so it's not uncommon for him to just fall asleep with your tit in his mouth.

especially after a long day, he'll be so so so tired, and he'll snuggle up to you in bed, and he'll ask if he can just play with your tits for a little bit to help him relax and unwind. he would start by just nibbling and licking and sucking aaaaaaaaaall over your breasts, occasionally squeezing them with his hands. but he always finishes out by sucking on your nipples. your boobs are like those foam stress balls to him, they just help him completely destress and relax, so he honestly can't think of a better way to drift off to sleep than with his mouth attached to your breast.

when he eventually wakes up, sometimes he'll find that his head is just resting on one of your tits now, but sometimes he'll wake up with his mouth still attached to your nipple. whatever way he wakes up, though, he is immediately reminded of how much he loves your boobs, so he'll wake you back up to see if you wanna keep going and take it further. but if you're not up for it, he'll still ask if its ok if he continues to play with your tits, because he is just so in love with you and your boobs holy shit.

i hadn't ever really thought about that before, so thank you so so much for that brilliant idea, anon!

<3 courtney & abbie

[jhscdood]

i woke up in a Bad Headspace today and imma use by blog to vent about it like it's livejournal circa 2004.

tw for discussion of medical stuff

- I hate xmas. I'm jewish but my dad is not and the pressure to have An Perfect Xmas every year and the disappointment every year just grosses me out now. Not even going to talk about american xtian hegemony but there's some of that in there too.

- Today i began to suspect that the awesome new migraine med that actually stops my weather-induced migraines might also be interfering with the efficiacy of my prediabetes meds. or maybe im wrong and im Just That Fucking Exhausted.

- Spouse spent all last week recovering from a severe medication allergy and hives on 70% of his body. and steroids Do Not Agree with him so it was just. a wild time. terrifying af. stood over him with an EpiPen basically the entire time.

- 3 days before The Hives, i scratched my cornea while pruning bushes and that right there is a pain i do not ever want to revisit. had to go to the optometrist and get The Goo.

- 2 days before Cornea i had my first Botox For Migraine treatment. 31 injections to the face, neck and shoulders. it stung but it was over in like 4 minutes. takes 3 sessions to start kicking in. sessions are 12 weeks apart. so i guess we'll find out in August if it's working.

- day before Botox i had an ENT appointment and he stuck a camera up my nose and then diagnosed me with a weird vocal cord paralysis thing so now i have to go back to speech therapy for the first time in 26 years.

- Week before that, saw my neurologist and she diagnosed me with a weird intermittent lazy eye / motion lag thingamawhatsis so now i have to go to an ophthalmologist AND vision therapy.

- That week I also saw my PCP and explained to her about the intermittent abdominal pain I've been having since like 2021. She took me seriously!!! Which is good!!! But now i am scheduled for baby's first colonoscopy. And i have to keep a food journal, which i HATE because food is STUPID.

- All of the above all happened this month btw. December 1-23.

- My final appt in November was yet another ultrasound of my former left tit because there is an oil cyst at the site of my top surgery and they are VERY SURE it is a benign oil cyst but the rules require them to poke it every few months for 2-3 years.

- Before that I had a 48 hour ambulatory EEG which was the itchiest i have ever been in my LIFE. That same week our basement stairs collapsed and a contractor had to come rebuild them (up! to! code!). That same week i also went to the dentist to get my crown fitted.

- I think my MIL was in the hospital that same week, too. so that's a thing that's been going on the whole time since then.

- I spent most of October deathly ill with food poisoning thst was originally misdiagnosed as viral. I ended up with a CT scan and colitis. and, eventually, cipro. it was the sickest i have ever been in my adult life. i would rather have mono again. i fantasized about those cholera beds with the hole in the center so you didnt have to get up to have your horrid dysentery. nightmare.

- The day before that hit i had ONE golden day where i felt good and had energy. we went to temple and i got glomped by about 10 different people. my 80 year old bestie kept finding me to hug me again. Rabbi hugged me super hard.

- Before that was a root canal, and before that was a tooth infection that took 2 rounds of antibiotics to kill, and before that was the original cavity filling that started it all. the dentist kindly comped me the $172 for the filling against the $3,800 bill for the root canal + crown.

- Before that? IDEK man. I have lost track. Somewhere in there i got diagnosed with insulin resistance which explained my HORRENDOUSLY TERRIBLE fatigue and cloudiness and waking up starving every 3 hours. The meds they gave me changed that literally overnight. it was a miracle. which is why im freaking out about the new migraine med possibly counteracting that. i spent the entirety of last summer in a fog. several of my very good friends visited and all i could do was nap on them. i couldnt go anywhere or do anything. it was a nightmare. i don't want to go back to that. but also i don't want to have a migraine every time the wind blows. but i would rather have a migraine 50% of the time than be back to that fatigue fogged state 100% of the time. nope nope nope.

- and amongst all of this, still having the seizures. they were going down for a while but the last week or so has been 1-2 per day. so. another checkmark in the "gee do you think you're stressed?" column.

- it is going on 10pm and I'm tired so i very likely have accidentally omitted several other things. to be fair to me, there's Quite A Bit to remember.

- so if youre wondering why i havent updated my latest fic, its partly bc i am TIRED and partly bc if i gave jason even a third of the health bullshit i have dealt with the past few months, it would absolutely defy belief. TWO kinds of eye problems AND a speech problem AND food poisoning AND dentistry?? surely no one in the world has to deal with that much!

sigh. anyway. thanks for listening. i promise i am stressed out of my GOURD but, shockingly, have not slid into any sort of depressive space. mostly im just annoyed. i spent today watching dinosaur documentaries and reorganizing my craft supplies.

tomorrow will be better. today just sucked.

[xxcherrycherixx]

HeartstruckLover: guys if any of you saw that pic i posted, that was a complete accident i meant to send that in the dms

HeartstruckLover: but like, for those who saw it what rating would you give it?? Did i look smashable or not??

QouthTheRaven: 7/10 the pink is way too neon for my liking, the bra made your tits look great though

TheFairestInTheLand: Are you actually asking us to rate your nudes

HeartstruckLover: they weren’t nudes i had underwear on

HeartstruckLover: but do you want to rate my nudes because i have a bunch

QouthTheRaven: i already rated your nudes before though??

HeartstruckLover: but these are new ones and i want different opinions

JustRight_Official: raven has seen your nudes?? wtf

TheFairestInTheLand: im with blondie, you cant just share pictures like that with people

JustRight_Official: apple im sorry to tell you this but i was only angry because i thought those nudes were just for me to see

TheFairestInTheLand: ????? Why is this happening????

BriarTheBest: i would rate your nudes send em over x

HeartstruckLover: sent bestie x

BriarTheBest: damn bitch 10/10

TheFairestInTheLand: omg you guys are really just looking at cupid’s nudes

HeartstruckLover: do you want to see them too? <3

TheFairestInTheLand:

TheFairestInTheLand: 9/10

[badsalmonella]

HEY HEY HEY *SLAPS YOUR FACE* WAKE UP!!! I JUST MADE THE MOST INSANE STRING OF DISCOVERIES

-Setting the scene: I can't sleep. I'm rolling around in bed. I'm thinking about Camelot. The musical. As one does. Guys we ALL do this c'mon.

-Man the love triangle dynamics changing from version to version is interestinggg.

-Man the way the show sometimes has some interesting things to say about sexuality but also sometimes wants Nothing to do with sexuality while also having it written in the text is interestinggggg.... I wonder if anyone way smarter than me has ever written a deep dive essay about THAT.

-I'M NOT GETTING ANY SLEEP TONIGHT! TO GOOGLE!

-there actually is something written up about the movie but I think the full thing is behind a paywall siiiigh

-Oh what's this? A very interestingly titled BroadwayWorld forum title about scandalous nudity??? In Camelot????

- Strap in. Go pee before I start the car. This is INSANE.

-So what I stumble upon is a theater company in Massachusetts DEEPLY embroiled in the drama of advising people that their Camelot is GONNA HAVE NUDITY. Drama from 2005 (?) trapped in the amber that is the wonderful world of the internet

- The theater goers of Massachusetts are GOOPED.

- Some of them are also stupid lots of "well if you're adding nudity maybe I'LL ACTUALLY STAY AWAKE TO WATCH CAMELOT😂😂😂😂"

-also "Listen. There has never been sex EVER in Camelot" which ????????

- Like everyone is going in like "WHERE COULD YOU POSSSSSIBLIY PUT NUDITY???" bestie...you can't come up with one educated guess where they might slide that in? "NIMUE??? WILL NIMUE BE TITS OUT?????" "Will Morgan Le Fay be NAKED??? because she lives alONE IN THE FOREST???" y'all.

- Like so so sooo many entries in before someone eNTERTAINS the thought that it could be for a Lance Genny hook up.

-I don't know if this person was referencing another production or THIS MASSACHUSETTS PRODUCTION? They made it unclear. But they mention a staging of Fie on Goodness....where Mordred riles up the knights so much....they take off their shirts????? H eLLO????? ❓❓❓

-A NEW THREAD IS ADDED TO BROADWAYWORLD FORUMS

- A NEW CHALLENGER ENTERS THE RING

-Bro. A full blown RANT from the THEATER COMPANY THEMSELVES

-SO MUCH TO UNPACK HERE.

-What is Talking Broadway and why are you BANNED bestie??? WHAT IS THE TEA WITH THE ADMIN???

- ALSO AND THIS IS THE BIG ONE WHAT DO YOU MEAN THE NUDITY IS IMPLEMENTED VIA A TOPLESS BALLET DANCING UNICORN?????

-WHERE??? WHEN??? HELLO????

-CAMELOT YOU ARE ALREADY AT 3 HOURS NOW WHEN DO YOU HAVE TIME FOR A TITS OUT BALLET????

- it's 4 am. I flex my googling fingers. I'm getting to the bottom of this. I am NOTHING if not MENTALLY ILL ABOUT CAMELOT THE BROADWAY MUSICAL BY LERNER AND LOWE. And by GOD I will document it with GREAT DETAIL for you ALL!

- First of all no I did not find any evidence of what THIS SPECIFIC 2005 BALLET LOOKED LIKE

- But I did figure out where there was a ballet!

- Listen so there are two old men in the forums arguing about how on the OG OG OLD OLD OLD SCHOOL RECORDS FOR CAMELOT??? I guess you can catch some of the cut songs/versions of songs?

-One man insists a number known as "The Persuasion" or "Enchanted Forest Ballet" is on this record

-Other man flexes that he just got OUT his old album and it is not there.

-but either way I have my lead.

-So for those of you not SO DEEP IN THE CAMELOT SAUCE YOU CAN NO LONGER SEE THE SUN This is referring to an OLLDDDD version of the show where Mordred wants to fuck with King Arthur and keep him out of the castle so Lancelot and Genny can get caught treason hugging so what he does is he goes to the forest, finds Morgan Le Fay, convinces her to create a magic forcefield around Arthur while he's out and about so he can't move and he DOES THIS by bribing her with chocolate which works because you see Morgan Le Fay in this version lives in a home made of food BUT NO SWEETS so she can be bribed with chocol----

-yEah so that got written out of the show fast. And for good reason. But here it is if you are curious. I think this is where the unicorn boobies would be featured (yes. Remember this is about nude Camelot in Massachusetts DO NOT LOSE SIGHT OF THE PLOT HERE PEOPLE) also detail for those of you who have seen the bootleg too many times the revival repurposes this tune in the score for Morgan's entrance. NEAT!

-Okay also??? Random detail? Merlin was played by a child because Merlin ages backwards and at the end of the show that child plays Tom of Warwick. Neat

-Have you made it this far??? Are you still here???? I GOT ONE MORE THRILLING TURN FOR YOU ALL GUESS WHO WAS IN THE ENSEMBLE FOR THIS PRODUCTION OF GRITTY NUDITY CAMELOT IN MASSACHUSETTS

-JOSH CHAN!!! FROM CRAZY EX GIRLFRIEND!!!!

-Okay now you have made it to the end. I'm gonna need S O much coffee for work today.

🧍🏻‍♀️

[thottie777]

college matt.

part 3.

the next morning you woke up to sound of matt and meg slightly bickering as they laid in bed together. you rolled over and slowly opened your eyes, revealing the couple in front of you, his arms wrapped around her affectionately as she was groaning about how hungover she felt.

“matt seriously get the fuck off me” she complained, tearing his arms away from her, “i’m so hot right now and you’re actually making me feel sick, get off, get off, get off” she leapt up from her bed and ran to the en suite, falling to her knees and projectile vomiting into the toilet. matt looked over at you and rolled his eyes, you laughed, shaking your head and grabbing your phone to do your morning scroll.

matt quickly went over to the bathroom and held meg’s hair as she puked her guts up, he stroked her back and shushed her, helping to calm down and relax her. this bitch did not deserve him, he was too kind for his own good. he grabbed meg a water bottle and helped her up off the floor, leading her back to her bed, kissing her forehead. “you can go now” she said as she sipped out of her oversized stanley, still in a mood, he obeyed and packed up his shit to leave, giving you a jokey salute as he closed the door.

half an hour later your phone lit up and you received an unexpected message from matt.

“there’s a party tomorrow evening at alpha phi, 10pm, hope ill see you there, it’s fancy dress” - matt s 11:00am

you contemplated it and guessed it would be good for you to get out every once in a while. before replying you double checked with your best friend that she could come too and she confirmed immediately, you sighed and replied to matt, dreading the idea of having to be at a frat for a whole night.

“see you then” - y/n 11:15am

-

the next evening you had the dorm to yourself, you presumed that meg was getting ready at matt’s which gave you the space to pre drink and get dolled up with your bestie. you fumbled around your closet looking for items that would make a costume, landing with a rough lara croft inspired outfit. you tugged on your chunky boots, and pulled up your tiny black shorts so high that your fat ass was falling out of them, hardly covering your cheeks at all. you found a khaki green tank that was small and tight enough that a bra was unnecessary, you’d had it long before your tits grew to dd’s so it automatically pushed them up, making your cleavage clear and your breasts look perky. you finished the costume with a messy plait and a leather thigh garter with a fake gun which you already had previously from a police costume.

before leaving for the party you applied some light makeup and dark, smudgy eyeliner, along with a deep lipstick that made your lips look puffy and kissable. you downed multiple shots of vodka to dull the inevitable pain of the party, losing count of how many went down your throat and finally leaving your dorm.

the second you entered the front door, eyes were on you, most guys eyes trailing from your pretty face, to your perfect tits, and then as you walked by them your ass that was practically suited for a pornstar.

you shuffled into the kitchen, pushing through crowds of people and holding onto your friends hand in order to not lose her. you finally made your way to the kitchen island, finding a full bottle of tequila and sharing it with your bestie, taking shot after shot, salt on one hand, lime slice in the other. you were both giggling and swaying as the lime juice trickled down your chin and alcohol burnt your throat. you looked up and saw matt stood directly in front of you with an unreadable expression on his face. he was dressed as flynn rider and meg dressed as rapunzel, you immediately guessed she got to pick the outfit and had no doubt in your mind you were wrong, he looked good though.

*look at that dripping down her chin fuck i’m gonna get hard god she’s so fucking hot i wish that was my cum* he thought to himself.

he shook his head from those thoughts and leaned in to give you a quick hug, introducing himself to your friend and telling megan to say hi as she stood close by. she flashed a fake smile, and mumbled something in his ear, provoking them to both leave the kitchen as he waved goodbye. you followed suit minutes later but quickly lost your friend, feeling suddenly very claustrophobic in this room full of sweaty men and girls in slutty costumes, not that you could say much.

your eyes scanned around and found a dingy sofa that had a spare seat, you sped forward, desperate for the spinning in your head to die down a bit and sat down on the cracked leather. a guy was sitting next you, he was tall and built and wearing an anakin skywalker costume which was fitting since the resemblance was honestly uncanny, he had a corona in one hand and a vape in the other, he was pretty hot, but you were unsure whether that was you or the alcohol talking.

“here alone?” he asked, resting his hand that held his vape above your shoulder on the couch, “may as well be” you replied, taking a swig from your solo cup. “i’m surprised” a puzzled look grew on your face “no pretty girl like you should be left alone at a party as gross as this” you shrugged your shoulders and looked up at him “are you gonna fix that?” you questioned, a smirk creeping on your face as you took another sip, the confidence this vodka was giving you definitely helped in a situation like this, you hadn’t had action in a long time due to your irritating flatmate who had scared off every guy that had even stepped a foot in your dorm.

you grabbed another drink, this time with male company and he took your hand and dragged you back to the living room to where the speaker was the loudest and where couples were dancing together. you sang along to a song together, once it had finished and the next began you turned around as he placed his hands firmly on your hips, pushing your ass against him and swaying you with the music. his lips began to pepper kisses down the back of your neck, which sober you would’ve been embarrassed by since you were in front of so many people, but drunk you was too fazed to protest so you allowed his mouth to run along your skin, pressing your ass a little harder up against his dick and grinding against it.

if you were even slightly less drunk you would’ve instantly felt matt’s burning gaze on you as he sat on the sofa with meg to his side, jaw clenched, watching you be all over this random guy. meg was whispering in his ear but he wasn’t listening to a word of it, he didn’t care, his eyes remained solely on you and the way you danced with this rando. he watched as you turned your body back round to anakin, wrapping your hands round his neck whilst he held tightly onto your curvy hips, the guy was much taller than you, he was much taller than matt, which angered him more than he’d like to admit. matt continued to stare as you gazed up at the other guy, smiling at him before bringing your lips to his, initiating a heavy make out session, matt’s heart dropped as your hands began to grip at anakin’s hair, bringing him closer, watching as his tongue fought yours for dominance, slipping and sliding around around your mouth. he looked like an awful kisser, he was sloppy and out of rhythm, matt could tell by your face you were not feeling it but the alcohol in your system forced you to ignore it, as you continued to taste him, his hands all over you ass, squeezing roughly, which in front of this crowd left you feeling heavily embarrassed, you were not one for pda you didn’t know what had come over you.

you broke the kiss, stepping back and finally having sensible thoughts rush to your head, “i need the toilet” you shouted into his ear so that he would hear you over the blaring music. you had finally escaped him and managed to walk away quickly, you scanned the room again looking for the hallway for the toilet and settled your eyes briefly on the sofa where matt and meg were sat. matt made intense eye contact with you, a look of fury on his face for some reason. before you had time to look away he had grabbed meg from his side and planted her on his lap so that she was straddling him, only then did he break eye contact with you and pulled her into a deep and passionate kiss, both hands gripped onto her (flat) ass as he began to rock her back and forth so that she was practically riding him.

you couldn’t look any longer as you felt a dip in your stomach and a burning sensation in your throat, you immediately sprinted through the crowds of people to get to the garden and grabbed a plant pot to vomit in, not being able to shake the image of matt and meg out of your head. you didn’t understand why you cared so much, you never had before. he wasn’t yours and he never had been, from the day you had met him he was already exclusively megan’s, but the way she got the privilege to feel his lips against hers and have his hands all over her so publicly made you boil with anger. you had pondered so many times how good it would feel to be his, it was a strange feeling, one you constantly tried to shake away, but never fully managed to, around matt all sensibility of yours crumbled.

the outfits i imagined them wearing⬇️

also i didn’t give the best friend a name cos she’s literally never mentioned again, and i’m not giving anakin a name because it’s funnier that way and i can’t be bothered. 💋💋

[papijean]

hiii bestie congrats on 1 year👀💛 can you do 20 + 41 for your event with mr. Jeanie K please :3c

thank you!! <3

"I would wreck your pussy and you know it" + "If you keep making those sounds I'm not going to be able to stop myself" jean x reader

warnings: best friend jean, overstimulation, size kink, mentions of breeding (but the use of a condom), fingering, vaginal penetration, begging, mentions of crying

word count: ~800

papijean's one year anniversary event!

Jean was a man who stayed true to his word. He didn't go back on his promises, didn't lie, he told the truth and always went through with what he said. So when you heard those fucking words, you knew damn well he meant true by them. He was your best friend of more years than you could count, you knew him well enough to know he'd come through. 

It was why you were naked beneath him. Why you couldn't stop the moans coming from your mouth and the way your body jerked with every little touch of his. He promised you so many things, and this was the best of them all. 

"F- Fuck!" you cried, legs pushing together in hopes to get a break from the endless overstimulation he was giving your puffy pussy. His long, slender fingers were drenched in your juices, curling and fucking them into you as he pulled orgasm after orgasm from you. You didn't even get the luxury of his cock, not until he was sure you'd cum just from the stretch of his girth. 

"S'too much," he was relentless, even with your legs slowing his movements and crushing his hand. 

"I promised you, baby," Jean cooed, "told you I'd wreck this pussy, didn't I? Haven't even gotten my cock yet and you're already giving up? Can't you cum just one more time? Promise I'll give it to you then." 

"C-can't," your chest heaved up and down as you tried to catch your breath. Jean's eyes were shamelessly glued to your tits. He'd been thinking about them half of his life, desperate to see them without the confinement of some sort of material. He was more than pleased - painfully hard just at the sight of you. "Need you now, Jean." 

Your legs loosened, allowing him to pull his fingers from you only to shove them into his mouth. He was moaning at your taste. Surely, if he wasn't straining so hard against the thick material of his jeans, he'd be between your legs until you were crying for him to stop. Instead, he went for the zipper of his pants, pulling them down and kicking them aside along with his boxers. 

Fuck was he big. Fat, aching, red tip that was just leaking with precum. So girthy you were scared he wouldn't fit even with his endless foreplay. Jean's saliva-covered fist stroked his length, shuddering as he ran the pad of his thumb over the tip. 

"Spread those legs for me, sweetheart," Jean grinned as you stared at his length. He rolled a condom over it as you adjusted yourself on the bed. He lined the tip with your folds, teasing you just a little longer before pushing only the head in. Your face contorted with discomfort, even just the slightest bit of him had your walls stretching almost unbearably. 

"Too big," you whined, "You're too big, Jean. C-can't-" 

"Yes you can," he promised you. "You can take all of it, gonna have you cumming on me in no time, how does that sound?"

He made shallow thrusts, just the first couple inches fucking into you with such gentleness. You nodded - he always made his promises. His thumb landed on your clit, dragging out slow circles to ease your body even more. Your whines and cries turned to soft moans as he inched his way deeper inside you. 

"Shit," Jean hissed out. "If you keep making those sounds I'm not going to be able to stop myself. Squeezing me so fucking tight too, please baby, let me fuck you properly. Need to-" 

Jean choked on the air in his lungs. He made the mistake of looking down, watching as your sweet hole swallowed him up. A sharp jut of his hips left you crying out his name. He couldn't stop himself, couldn't control his body any longer. 

"Please- please need to fuck you," Jean was ready to beg. He'd never had a pussy that would bring him to his knees and willing make him beg for it - not until he'd gotten the taste of yours. "Want to make you feel good, want to -fuck I want to cum inside you." 

"Jean," you scratched at the sheets. His words were barely making it to your ears, too fucked out to pay attention to the praise he was giving you, to his pleas for him to use your body until you were screaming for him. "Fuck me, please!" 

"Not gonna stop until you beg me for it, you can take it, yeah? Fuck you're so good to me giving me such a pretty hole to use. Told you I'd wreck it, didn't I?"