#I say as I prep like it’s the god damn end times while I watch the prunes on the news strip the rights I have over my own body and life

[littledemondani]

asking fuckboy eddie to be the first person to fuck your ass and he’s never been more honored 🤭 says that no one else is allowed to fuck your ass, no matter who asks you

warnings: fuckboy!eddie, fem!reader, anal sex (f receiving), possessiveness, degradation (eddie calls reader bitch, needy, and a slut), daddy kink

oh my god, YES! also this ain’t proofread at all so if you find mistakes…no tf you did not. mind your business. oh, and my requests for fuckboy eddie are open if you’d like to read more about him!

he blinks a few times, unsure if he even heard you correctly.

the two of you had been making out on his bed, semi-undressed, and legs tangled together. his left hand was cupping your breast over your bra, while your right hand was palming his prominent bulge against his boxers. you were consumed by lust, running on horny autopilot when you whispered the words ‘i want you in my ass’ into the kiss.

“are you sure?” he asks, searching your eyes for any sign of confusion or even regret.

yet he finds neither. instead, you’re looking at him with a pleading expression, your bottom lip tugged between your teeth in a way that has his cock twitching.

“yeah,” you nod. “i’ve, uhh, never done it before and i figured we could try it. but only if you’re cool with it!”

eddie chuckles as he brings his hand to cup your face. “you know i’m down for anything, babe. i just want you to be absolutely sure.”

“i am,” you confirm. “i want you to be the first one i do this with.”

he answers you with a kiss. a hard, deep, kiss that practically steals your breath away.

after a lot of prepping, and reassurance on his end that if he’ll stop if it becomes too much for you, he gently eases the tip of his cock into your tight hole.

you both hiss at the feeling of him entering you. you knew it was going to hurt, but the pain gives way to pleasure sooner than you were expecting.

“fuck, baby, you’re so — fuck — damn tight,” he whimpers, and the sound makes you clench around him. “i’m not gonna last. shit…”

you can feel him bottom out, and he doesn’t move, allowing you time to get used to the stretch of his fat cock. you become impatient, however, and start slowly pushing back against him.

he grips your hips like a vice, groaning as he watches you move. “so needy. can’t even wait two goddamn seconds for me.”

normally you’d have some sassy remark to throw back at him, but you honestly can’t think straight. not when his cock is making you feel so full.

and he knows it.

“fuck you like this, don’t you?” he teases, thrusting into you at a faster pace. “getting fucked in the ass. christ, you’re such a fucking slut. did you know that?”

all you do is moan as you nod your head. at this point, you’ll agree with anything he says as long as he keeps fucking you the way he is.

“dirty bitch,” he chuckles darkly, glancing down to watch his cock slide into you.

“mhmm,” you mewl, reaching between your legs to rub circles on your throbbing clit.

“god you’re so hot,” eddie moans, bringing his hand down hard against your ass. “this ass is mine. do you hear me? no one, and i mean no one, is allowed to fuck you here. i..mm..i don’t give a shit who it is.”

“y-yes, daddy,” you cry out as your orgasm starts to approach way faster than you would’ve liked.

“good girl,” he praises, smiling down at you while he swats your hand away from your cunt and replaces it with his own.

[tomieafterdark]

hate fucking with Eren drabble..18+

want more? I got you<3 here’s my masterlist

pairing: Eren x fem!reader

cw: hate fucking, sex through the prison bars from that one season 4 scene, no prep but reader is wet enough by just seeing Erens drastic glow up, vaginal sex, ass slapping, choking, hair pulling.

a/n: I haven’t watched season 4 properly and that includes this scene so if something is missing you know why😭 anyways enjoy this drabble, I am having a writers block kinda so I am stuck on my requests and longer fics rip.

Hange just came back up from asking Eren some questions, it seems she didn’t have much of a breakthrough though.

“He kept babbling on about fighting…” she said and sat down with the others. She looks disappointed as she continues explaining what else had happened.

You wanted to go down and check on Eren knowing damn well Eren despises you. Ever since you first met, you’ve had this weird energy of constantly competing or tearing each other down. Deep down inside maybe you were just looking for a way to let out your pent up anger and sadness, to tease Eren or full on argue with him. You just needed an outlet for your feelings…

As you get closer to his cell, he is still mumbling to himself about fighting. What a weirdo. And he is shirtless with a freaking manbun, you take a minute to stare at him not knowing he is aware, his body looks like it was carved by the gods themselves. As much as you despised Eren, you couldn’t help but admit he was so attractive right now, he has changed a lot.

“How long are you going to stand there and not talk, you know I am not deaf. I heard you walk down.” He says, his voice is husky and sends chills down your spine. You hadn’t seen Eren for a while, last time you saw him he was annoying and whiny and just cried a lot…this time he is different. You bite your bottom lip. His face was hotter too, that hairstyle looks like it was invented just for him.

“Whatever.” You say in a bratty tone, and walk closer to him.

He doesn’t care, he is just sitting on the edge of the bed now. He looks annoyed, as if he was doing something important earlier and had been interrupted.

You start to bother him on purpose, hoping for a reply. He must be equally desperate to let out his pent up emotions because he argues back. Suddenly you and Eren are full on arguing about god knows what because it doesn’t make sense to anyone but you two. It goes from petty things to you bursting into tears, asking Eren why he has changed so much and why he is hurting everyone he once cared about. Eren doesn’t take kindly to that last part, you don’t know it but you hit a sore spot inside of him.

He grabs you by the collar of your shirt through the bars, eyes full of hatred and rage with a hint of pain and regret if you look deeper. You don’t stop there, you’re so angry and upset you end up bringing his mom into it, and then the real hell breaks loose.

He yells at you to leave her out of it, you scream back about everything that’s wrong with his behaviour and plans and how she would never approve of this. You’re trying to reach the little humanity he had left in him but it’s not working, the tension between you becomes weirdly sexual at some point. He can’t deny the tension and neither can you, he may have neglected his humanity but that doesn’t mean it’s not there deep within him, screaming to be let out, to express its feelings. The very feelings he has been pushing down to work toward his goal, pushing everything else aside. With you being here, and the sexual tension already between you the grief and pain chooses to express itself sexually.

He turns you around, with little care for how it affects you or if it hurt. He is rough with you, even though there’s literal bars between you he doesn’t seem to care. He pulls you in close, you can feel his breath on your neck. You giggle in response to Eren’s rough manhandling. “Geez, I didn’t know you had this side to you. Last time we argued it just ended with you crying like a bitch!” You laugh.

He slaps your face really hard in return, causing you to moan a little. Something about his cold broken energy just made you so attracted to him, and the carelessness and manhandling only made you more weak in the legs. You had not planned for this sexual tension to arise with Eren. Sure, all your arguing earlier helped you release the anger you were wanting to express but the sexual side of you needed release too and Eren’s glow up alone had awakened it. You hadn’t had sex in so long, too much work and too little time for anything else left you neglecting your sexual needs a lot.

You arch your back and push your ass up against Eren, to your surprise you’re met with some hardness. “Arguing makes you hard? You really are a mess Eren Yeager” you say to him in a snarky tone and laugh.

“Shut the fuck up, aren’t you the one pushing your ass all up against me like a bitch in heat?” He says in a husky voice that sends shivers down your spine. You almost accidentally moan yes daddy in reply, this new Eren has your mind racing. You just smirk back at him. “I’ll fuck this sly smirk off your face bitch, when I’m done with your ass you’ll be crying begging me to stop.”

“Ooh I’m so scared. Face it Eren, you couldn’t last a minute.” You brag, hoping to get a rise out of him and get manhandled even more. Oh how you wish those stupid bars weren’t between you, so Eren could have his way with you.

He chokes you in return and pulls your pants and panties down, you’re so wet just from this alone. It’s good you are wet because Eren was so pissed off he would’ve bottomed out in you wether you were wet or not. Your eyes roll back as you’re gasping for air, he is choking a bit too hard. He gets closer to your ear as he continues choking and whispers “spread your legs more bitch.”

You’re so dizzy from being choked you accidentally reply back “yes daddy” out loud instead of in your head and spread them causing Eren to chuckle, he low-key likes it and even more when you said it in the state you were in. He shoves his entire length into you, it’s so big it hurts causing you to wake up from your dizzy state. He knows you’re struggling to take it, from the way your body tensed up to the way you’re almost pushing him out is telling but he keeps pushing it in making you take it all. Your moaning is starting to get a bit to loud, which has him hiss “quiet you whore. Do you really want them to find you like this? All wrapped up around my cock moaning like a slut?” He lets go of your throat and puts it over your mouth, your muffled moans are still loud but it’s better than before. He keeps thrusting at a merciless speed, your body finally stopped resisting his sheer force and you’re taking him. Limp legged, barely able to stand up and he just keeps going, you can feel it reach all the way up in your stomach. He grabs your hand and makes you feel it. “Feel it slut, that’s me re-arranging your tiny little guts.” You cry out in return, it’s making you lose it, it’s just too much. You just want to collapse here and now, but Eren pushes your hand down on the bulge his cock is making on your pretty stomach. Your reaction is gold to him. “What was it about me not lasting huh y/n?” He snarks and starts slapping your ass, not once or twice but so many times your cheeks turn red.

You squirt all over Eren’s cock, orgasming so hard your cunt is once again trying to push him out. Eren just buries himself deeper inside you, feeling every small movement your cunt makes in hopes of pushing him out. Your breathing is getting faster, with legs shaking. “Please Eren, pull out for a second it’s too much” you cry out with tears running down your pretty cheeks.

“Shut the fuck up and take this dick” is all he says and starts fucking you deeper. He puts you on all four, positioning you into a mean painful arch even though there’s bars between you. He somehow reaches deeper into you with the position you’re in and you’re leaking all over the cold cement floor from your eyes and cunt. Eren is brutal, you had enough ages ago but he keeps going. You are so overstimulated you try to crawl away but you’re met with more brutal manhandling, he pulls on your ponytail keeping you in place. “What’s wrong y/n? You can’t last longer?” He mocks.

You end up getting your absolute brains fucked out by Eren, at the same brutal pace for what feels like hours. When he is done, you’re a mess. He didn’t stop until your cunt was overstimulated, bruised and gaping. You hear the others come down to check on Eren, you quickly put your clothes on. You’re struggling to stand as they come over, you’re just standing against the wall with your legs threatening to collapse any minute.

thanks for reading I didn’t proof read so sorry for mistakes 😵‍💫

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[yuis-art]

🏋🏼‍♀️ Gym Trainer: Abby Anderson x Fem!Plus size Reader🏋🏼‍♀️

{Hi! This is my first time writing! So hopefully u guys like it!!}

⭐️ This is a slow burn so sit back and relax, but there is definitely gonna be smut ⭐️

<Reader is plus-sized, around 250 lbs>

Btw I’m plus-size myself! So I wrote this for the plus sized girlies!!?!

Part 2 here: pt 2

Chapter one: The Meeting

< Proof read: kinda? >

“Ever since Highschool I’ve been so overweight dude and I really wanna do something about it.” You say on the phone talking to your friend Nora.

“Dude, literally come to the gym with me! You know I go to an all female gym, so you’ll feel more comfortable I promise.” Nora breathes more heavier, she’s already at the gym, she’s been running on the treadmill the whole damn time while talking to you.

“I don’t even know how you do that.”

“Do what?” She questions, still out of breathe.

“Dude how are you running on the treadmill and talking to me?”

“Oh, my friend Abby showed me how to increase my endurance while running!” You hear her pause the treadmill.

“Actually you know what, if you want too, I could introduce you to her! She’s a personal trainer at the gym! And she does classes. If you want too I could ask her if she wants an extra student!”

You hear Nora breathing heavy, you walk to your bathroom and look in the mirror at yourself.

“I-I don’t know…”

“Girl, I promise she’s chill. We met in college, we were dorm mates.”

You look in the mirror and sigh.

I mean you always wanted to better yourself, better your heath, and if Nora trust her, then you might as well give it a chance.

“Ok. Um.. ok! I’ll do it.”

“Yeah dude! Don’t worry you got this! What about tomorrow? That’s when she comes in; I’ll do the class with you I promise.”

You smile softly. “Ok! That’s fine, gotta go! But I’ll see you tomorrow?”

“Ok, I’ll text you the address.”

Nora hangs up.

You look over at your wardrobe. “Damn, I need to go shopping.” You grab your keys and head outside to your car.

“Should I start buying healthy stuff, should I clean out my kitchen. Ughhh I don’t know, maybe this Abby knows how to do meal preps? I could ask her.”

You ponder as you make it to your destination. You pull up at a clothing store, searching for an outfit for the gym, even though you don’t need one you still wanna feel comfortable. All you own is baggy shirts and dirty joggers. But you wanted to at least look decent there.

You immediately head to the plus size section. “Hmmm..it’s not that busy in here.” You hold the clothes up the the mirror. “Ughhh. This is gonna look bad on me.” You say to yourself. “But it would help if I tried them on.”

You grab about 5 outfits. All 2x-3xls, you head into the dressing room.

You end up trying them on and each time you step out of the dressing room you look in the mirror in the hall. “Hmmmm..” you say to yourself. It’s an all light pink set with a matching sports bra and leggings. “Ugh, this looks bad on me, I might as well go with my joggers and shirt.” You turn around, “At least my ass looks good though.” You giggle to yourself, you also hear someone else giggle, you look up. At the end of the hallway of the dressing room entrance is a blonde, tall muscular women, she’s leaning on the wall watching you. Was she watching the whole time? Did she watch you try on each one? “I-I uh, sorry I didn’t know anyone else was back here!” You say as you grab your jacket and cover your top. “Don’t hide, you look good.” She says as she stops leaning and you see that she has a couple of clothes she’s gonna try on herself. She walks towards one of the dressing rooms, but she walks up to you first. “By the way.” She whispers a little close. “My favorite is the blue one, it looks great on you.” She smiles and walks into one of the rooms locking the door. You stand there blushing like crazy. You go back into your dressing room and cover your face. You start thinking to yourself. ‘Oh my god was she flirting..’ you start changing and you end up choosing the blue one, of course. ‘I must be delusional. She probably meant it as a compliment.’ You go to the check out with the blue gym wear in your hand. You see the muscular blonde walk out of the dressing rooms and she heads towards the line you’re in. You peek behind yourself, she’s texting someone. She looks up at you for a split second and you avert your eyes. You blush again and hold the blue gym wear close to your person. She looms over you, “which one did you go with?” You jump a little and you try to calm down; cause you’re wondering why is this beautiful hot women who is way out of tour league interested in what you’re buying. “I-I went with the blue one.” You say with a smile, holding up the outfit. She smiles at you, and holds up hers. “Cute. I’m glad.” She winks at you. You look down again, adverting eye contact. “Wh-which one did you choose.” She looks at you and smiles eagerly. “I chose orange, and the same blue color.” You smile. “Which gym do you go to?” She ask.

‘She’s gotta be interested in me, I’m not delusional.’ You think to yourself. “Well my friend, she invited me to a gym, and I’m taking my first class tomorrow with her!” You say with a nervous smile. “I think it’s called, like wolf something? I have no idea, but weird name.” The blondes eyes open widely. “So you’re the person Nora talks about?” Your eyes go wide. “N-Nora.. wait are you-“ “Abby, but abs for short.” She smiles and holds out her hand. Your face heats up and you go to grab her hand but the cashier yells at you. “Next in line!” You jump and quickly shake Abby’s hand. You say your name with a stutter, but surprisingly you got it out. You end up checking out and as soon as you’re about to leave, Abby stops you and grabs your shoulder.

“Wait here, I wanna talk to you.”

You blush and nod as you watch her check out. You study her for a moment. Her hands, the way she holds her self. Her black tank top. I know Nora talked about Abby once or twice but you didn’t expect her to be this hot. Abby grabs her bag and walks outside with you holding the door open for you. “I wanted you to know that I’m happy you chose my class! I promise I’m not scary, and I won’t be mean either. You got this yeah?” She says as she holds out a fist pump. You blush and look up at her. “Y-yeah!” You fist bump her back. She smiles. “I’ll see you around.” She begins to walk away, suddenly a burst of confidence comes thru you like a bolt. “Wait! Abby!” You stop her before she gets in her car. She looks over at you holding her car door open. “Not to sound weird, b-but what’s your number? Y-ya know just so I can ask you questions and stuff about the schedules and-“ Abby smiles and grabs her phone. “Usually I only give out my business number, but I’ll give you my direct line.” She says as she begins to say her phone number. You copy it down in your notes carefully. “Th-thank you Abby!” You say and you begin to walk to your car. As you get in you shut the door and kick your feet like crazy. “Oh my god, Nora did not tell me this trainer was a fucking goddess.” You get out your phone and quickly spam her.

You: NORA.

Nora: ?

You: YOU DID NOT TELL ME ABBY WAS THAT FUCKING HOT

Nora: HAHA, dude I could’ve sworn I shown you a pic of her.

You: WELL YOU DIDNT, I swear I have never seen a person that attractive, and omg, let me tell you what HAPPENED IN THE DRESSING ROOMCAUSE OMGMGMG

You tell Nora all about what happened and you begin driving home. Maybe it won’t be that bad, maybe it’ll be alright. Abby seems nice enough. You have hope.

authors notes: THANK YOU FOR READING PART ONE AHH, let me know if I should finish this!!

[artdecosupernova-writing]

Small Stories Hour: Partners

Earthquakes or Feelin' Some Type Of Way

↳ As the sun started to set on Ben Murray's fifty-sixth birthday, February 27th of 1981, he sat across from his partner at their patio table, nursing a can of Pepsi and a cigarette. He leaned back to blow a column of smoke into the air, eyes closed against the fiery sky, and when he opened them again he frowned in thought.

Reagan watched this, also with a cigarette and an empty can of Coca-Cola. He stuffed the remains of the cigarette into the can and ran a hand through his hair, pulling a single strand of loose gray away from his scalp. "What's on your mind?"

"Did you ever think we'd get here?" Ben tapped ashes out into the ashtray in the middle of the table. "Back when we were teenagers?"

"Define 'here' and I'll tell you."

Ben shook his head, knowing the clarification would be crucial and possibly charged. "Just...here. You and me." He gestured between them, then to the mansion behind them. "Sometimes I think I'm gonna wake up in Jersey and none of this'll have happened."

"I knew we'd get here." Reagan smiled at him, soft and warm, his eyes sparkling with contentment he hadn't felt in quite some time prior to the preceding year. He quirked his brows to evoke a smart grin from Ben. "You're too damn incredible to not have eyes on you. Even if we didn't end up as Gilmore and Murray, I would've dedicated my life to making sure you got to showcase your incomparable talents to the world. I knew we'd get here."

"Your lofty confessions are becoming tiresome at best and unbearable at worst," Ben muttered, not bothering to hide the pleased expression cast over his aging face.

"How about a simple 'Yes, I did,' then?"

They maintained eye contact. Ben tilted his head, asking the more pertinent question with his gaze.

Reagan tucked his bottom lip between his teeth and his crow's feet became more pronounced. He doodled a bit on the tabletop with the tip of his finger, thrilled as he always was that their dynamic still allowed for moments of figurative telepathy. "I can't say I knew we'd end up like this," he murmured, his silky voice heating the chilled air between them. "...But as I've told you several times, I hoped it would happen a lot sooner."

Ben's cheeks flushed and he took a final, languid drag of the cigarette. "World-famous and doin' what we love for a living? Shackin' up together in a mansion a hop, skip, and a jump away from the Santa Monica pier while our multitude of kids live god knows where away from us?"

"You're the one with the baseball team, kid, not me."

"I feel like I'm dreaming sometimes."

"I'll prove to you over and over that it's real." Reagan leaned back in his chair, smoothing a palm absently across his chest. "We'd been on tenterhooks for too long, Benny. I promised I wasn't going to let you live the rest of your life with questions. And if I have to say it a thousand times more, I will."

Before Ben could respond, a gradual rumble at their feet swelled into mild crescendo, jostling the table and the soda cans, and they glanced up in unison at the palm trees surrounding them. Their fronds shivered, swaying from side to side above them. In the distance, a car alarm sounded.

"Not too bad," Reagan said as the quake died down to an almost imperceptible shudder. He waited a moment for any potential aftershocks, and when none immediately followed, he looked at Ben. "Should probably go in and check the damage, prep up for any bigger ones headin' our way."

"I can think of about eighty things I'd rather do than that," Ben sighed, reaching over to stuff the remains of his cigarette into Reagan's can.

Reagan took hold of Ben's hand. When they looked at each other, Reagan laced their fingers together, and Ben imparted him with a genuine smile.

"It's your birthday. If it's not too serious," Reagan said quietly and with purpose, "we can worry about it later."

Ben brought Reagan's hand to his lips and pressed a soft, kiss to his knuckles. "I accept the gift."

Reagan laughed, falling head over heels in love with Ben all over again as he seemed to do daily. And when he did, Ben fell right alongside him.

[sinisterexaggerator]

Little life update teehee

The school district in Austin, TX screwed me over. If I can’t find another job before August 1, fuck it — I’m going to try my luck in Seattle/PNW, job or not. I’m sure I’ll find something to pay the bills until I make it into the library there.

Long story short, dumb ass who hired me didn’t know what credentials I still needed when I investigated and thought all I needed was to take a test and hand them my transcripts. TX Education Agency says in order to be allowed to take the library media exam I need ANOTHER two years of course work in a school librarian prep program like I did for Region 13 for SPED and that right there cost 12,000 dollars when I’m barely finished with my MLIS. Somehow, my teaching experience, master’s, endorsements, and 2 years at the library in Florida isn’t good enough. Worst thing though, I relocated to Austin banking on this. I feel like I should be compensated for this fuckery. Who hires someone without knowing for sure if they are 💯 qualified and leaves it up to the employee in a case like that? I’m not a fucking school district. You tell ME what I have to do — and before I sign a prehire agreement, how about that!? I thought I had everything I needed, but they should have been there to tell me no, you are not qualified - please do this first instead of saying yeah, come to Austin, we’ll get you in somehow. No, obviously you can’t. UGH.

Got an air bnb until the end of the month. Not even gonna bother looking for an apartment at this point. I applied to places like UT, ACC, and APL but 🤷🏻‍♀️. Also if the last person I lived with would have let me take my damn time looking for a job like I asked, finish school first, and not stress out about this, well, I’d still have a job in Orlando atm but I was rushed out because “you were going to move eventually, anyway.” Yeah, maybe in six months or so. Maybe in a year. But noooo, I had to leave to have his “friend” move in by August, when guess what — they didn’t even wind up moving in because they lost their job.

I just hope I don’t fucking run lot of money before I get something else lined up. I refuse to teach again. I refuse to pay 12,000 for 9 more classes. Why the fuck do they make everything so HARD FOR TEACHERS AND NOW LIBRARIANS!! There is LITERALLY A SHORTAGE. Gee, I wonder why?!!? 😡🤬😡🤬🤬

Guess i'll keep applying to every job I see. Oh, and my period decided to come early - a week early - so that's fun, and before that I was SICK and had a FEVER while packing for the move! Not to mention before THAT I didn't even get to see the Hondo animatronic like I wanted to because Disney can't get their shit together and he was already broken for a week straight by the time we arrived.

Of course, can't get help from anyone either. My parents are dead, I have little family, and even though I have savings no one wants to rent an apartment ( even if you can pay for six months up front ) because you don't have proof of income?!?! How do people even move?! Ugh. And my bf's parents are dicks and won't even help us cosign. They are in the middle of selling/building a new house for the 10th time because his mother is bat shit crazy, so we don't even have a room to crash in worst case. We could sleep on a futon in his brother's living room, but fuck that.

I really just want to go to Portland, or Seattle, or Vancouver, Spain, California, fuck. Idk.

I wish I wasn't bleeding like a God damn wounded animal and the cramps don't help. I should be doing things - productive things - but all I want to do is watch reels on Instagram.

Oh— and one more thing. My boyfriend works from home normally and he can’t do his job because the air bnb failed to list that the internet is SPOTTY AF. It cuts out all the time and I am definitely leaving 3 stars.

[thetreetopinn]

When the queer leftist atheist goes to a conservative thanksgiving

I am very tired.

It has been a very long day.

Mostly because I spent the last 48 hours helping my mother with 90% of all of the preparations for Thanksgiving--prepping something like ten items for everyone to eat--as well as clean up, organizing, table-setting, 5-year-old wrangling, etc.

But I am also very tired because of my brother-in-law.

See, they say something you should never talk about at Thanksgiving is politics, and fucking hell let me tell you what--I know that all too well. I'm the black sheep of the family when it comes to my politics. I have learned well to not say SHIT if I can help it. I will end up getting dog-piled on.

So yeah, keep my mouth shut, don't start nothin', won't be nothin'.

And then my brother-in-law looks me dead in the eye and asks me "Hey, do you have any bitcoin?"

That was how it started.

I replied with "No, I stay as far away from anything crypto-related as I possibly can."

He wanted to talk about his favorite sports personalities getting shafted by the crypto-crash and thought I'd be sympathetic.

I am not. Not in the slightest.

"They knew what they were getting into when they bought into an unregulated financial speculation instrument. It is a scam. Nothing more, nothing less. They're trying to speedrun every financial crisis that has happened since the great depression, and it looks like they succeeded."

He promptly shut up.

Preparations continue, discussions are had, there's a video that he and my sister are confused about because their kid is way into it, and they're not doing the picosecond of googling to find out what it is, so I do the hard work for them, find out it's inappropriate for someone so little, and they ban him from watching it. Brother-in-law starts going off on a mini-rant about media:

"It's gotten so bad you don't know who to trust, not even Disney, they're trying to brainwash kids."

I want to jump in. Oh fuck do I want to jump in so god damned badly. Holy shit do I want to just clap back with "Oh yeah? Brainwashing them how? EXACTLY? Is it be an even more ardent and fanatical devotee of the mouse so they will be excited to consume more product? Then yes, I agree. If you say the world 'woke' at all, then no, because Disney is absolutely not work. They axe shit all the time because it's "too woke" and queerbait constantly."

But I don't. I don't give him the rundown of what happened with the now deposed CEO who elected to not advertise the children's animated film that has an openly gay lead character so it would fail and use that as justification to axe more queer stories. I keep my fucking mouth shut.

We do the usual prayer around the table--as an atheist, I'm surprised I don't burst into flames--and while we're eating... my brother-in-law starts asking me about Mars.

"Do you think we'll ever get to Mars?"

Now... I know EXACTLY where this is going. I know PRECISELY who he wants to talk about. I know SPECIFICALLY where he wants to drive the subject... but I don't let him.

See, I'm a fucking space nerd and I can talk CIRCLES around the subject he wants to bullseye without ever straying into that maelstrom. Yes I know I'm mixing my metaphors. I don't care.

We have a legitimately decent discussion about the difficulties of spaceflight and traveling to another world and how NASA has provided so much spin-off technology and the actual benefits of having a human space flight program... even though he's trying--TRYING HIS DAMNEDEST--to bait me into something more provocative, whether he means it intentionally or not.

He sees he's not gonna get me this time and the discussion dies down.

Hours later, we're watching a movie, the credits roll, and I swear to you... completely unprovoked, not even mentioned anywhere in the film, nothing. Completely and utterly out of the blue:

"What are your thoughts on Jordan Peterson?"

Okay, sit down boo... we gonna have a FUCKIN' CHAT 'cause I got thoughts, feelings, and emotions.

You wanna go there? Let's go there. There is no FUCKING way he didn't know that was going to cause a problem. Peterson is too polarizing a figure. So I lay it on him as politely and gently as I can.

"I don't like him. He pushes a lot of wrong-headed ideology. He is a liar and a charlatan who has messianic thinking."

Hooo boy... turns out my brother-in-law is a Jordan Peterson stan.

Fucking great.

He starts in on the bullshit about making misgendering someone a crime you can be imprisoned for. I rebut with "no it's not, that's a lie"

He comes back with "I don't know where you get your information from" and "Just look it up, get out your phone and look up Jordan Peterson C-16"

So I fucking do, right there, in front of him.

In less than 30 fucking seconds, I find a legitimately credible source that says "No, Peterson is full of shit, it's not a crime, you can't be sent to jail for using the wrong pronouns" and I say "So he lied... like a liar."

And of course... because it runs counter to the narrative he wants to believe, he laughs derisively and dismisses me. I counter with "oh by the way, if you wanna come at me with that guy who was held in contempt for misgendering his child? That didn't happen either. He was held in contempt because the judge explicitly said to not discuss the matter of the court case in public, and he went and did that... even tried to raise money off of it. The judge slapped him with 'you were told explicitly not to do that, and you went and did it anyway"

Brother-in-law's response...

"Ah."

Just... fucking hell.

To my sister's credit, she saw where this was going the MINUTE he said the name "Jordan Peterson" and started packing everything up to haul the family home. She knew her husband was baiting me, she knew he was doing it all fucking day, and he finally got me to take that bait.

They left, and it was just me and my parents.

I apologized to them for getting argumentative, but it's something that's deeply important to me, to fight back against those false narratives that have gotten people killed--RECENTLY.

There was a... 'discussion' to be had, and my parents trotted out the same, tired centrist talking points "How do we get back to where we can just have a normal, civilized conversation and respect each other even if we disagree?"

THIS IS NOT SOMETHING YOU CAN RESPECT

PUSHING THE DANGEROUS AND LIFE-THREATENING MISINFORMATION PETERSON AND HIS ILK PUSH ABOUT TRANS PEOPLE GETS THEM--AND QUEER PEOPLE IN GENERAL--KILLED. YOU DO NOT POLITELY ARGUE WITH THAT.

You try to gently educate if you can. You provide documentation and sources and evidence if possible. But you do. not. DEBATE. This is not a discussion.

My dad whips out this "When I was your age or younger I too had a lot of really strong opinions. I felt like my opinion was the most important one and everyone should agree with me."

And I stomped down HARD on that shit:

"I'm sorry... is that what you think of me? Do you really think I believe my opinion is the most important one? If that's what you genuinely think then we need to have a COMPLETELY DIFFERENT discussion."

It took me 30 god damn minutes to get both my mom and my dad to come around to the simple idea of "this isn't just a difference of opinion, this is pushing back against dangerous misinformation that gets people killed" and even then... they clearly didn't fully get where I was coming from.

My mom brought up "well I hear all this hateful stuff from the LGBTQIA+ whatever community"

"What hateful stuff, specifically? I wanna address it."

"Well... all this... you know... they force little kids to have surgery-"

"That doesn't happen. That is a lie. No doctor will perform gender affirming surgery on anyone under 18. And HRT, they will not provide that if you're 12 or younger. If you're talking about puberty blockers, those are completely safe and reversible--even though getting them is extremely difficult. You can't just go to the doctor and ask for them and boom... your child suddenly has HRT and new genitals. It takes YEARS sometimes just to take the first step--EVEN FOR ADULTS."

"Then why do politicians keep saying it?"

"They lie. They lie to keep you afraid. To keep you hating the 'right' kind of people. To keep you whipped up and voting for them. That's why."

Mom didn't like that. I don't know if she accepted it or not.

When I asked her point blank "Do you think gay and trans people should be allowed to exist with the same rights as straight and cis people?" she DID say that she does think they should.... so... at least her heart is in the right place I guess.

I didn't hear an answer from my dad on the point.

But they really REALLY wanted to make it sound like it was MY fault for rising to my brother-in-law's bait. Motherfucker was TRYING, and god damn did he fucking succeed.

Mom trotted out the "Whatever you wanna do in your own home, that's fine. I just don't want it in my face."

That's when I started talking about representation in media, how straight cis people are EVERYWHERE... from a queer perspective, heteronormativity is shoved in THEIR faces from every angle.

I went on to talk about the Hayes Code, which neither of them had heard about, the 'bury your gays' trope, the fact that the queer community loves Disney villains like Jafar, Ursula, Scar, etc. because of queer coding

Because "well if this is the only representation we get, then we'll take it and make it our own"

I told them about Strange World and how the former CEO tries to bury it because of his raging homophobia.

My mom was shocked... ACTUALLY SHOCKED... about the queer coding of Disney villains.

"That's wild... I never saw them like that, they were just bad guys in Disney movies to me."

"Yeah... exactly my point. You don't see it. Queer people do. And if you can only see yourself in the villain... what's that say? That tells you that's what the world sees you as."

I went on with: "Why is it that when we see a little boy and a little girl being boyfriend and girlfriend in movies and what not, it's cute and innocent, but if it's a little boy and a little boy or a little girl and a little girl, it's suddenly SEXUALLIZED!? Why isn't the little boy and the little girl seen as sexual?"

Neither mom nor dad could answer.

Eventually, it came back to: "How do we get back to having rational, civilized discussions again?"

"I don't know, but as long as a person's right to exist is up for debate, there is no civil discourse to be had. It's either you get to have rights, or you don't, and one of those is fascism."

I can see their desire to want to do the right thing, to be okay with people different than themselves... but they've just swallowed so much bullshit propaganda over the years, and they continue to. I don't know if I reached my dad. I feel like maybe I reached my mom. We don't fully agree on abortion--like, she is concerned for the life of the innocent or whatever wording she actually used, but she damn sure doesn't like the idea of the government having a say in what you can and can't do with your body.

At least we are in full agreement on that front. I tried to frame that as 'right to privacy'... but then she brought it straight back over to the vaccination card.

*LOUD, ANGRY, QUEER, LEFTIST SIGH*

"A woman's right to chose to get an abortion does not affect the life of a person she bumps into at the store. Whether or not she is vaccinated can kill that same stranger--and has killed people. I am 100% in favor of everyone having personal liberties and freedoms... but the very second your personal liberty results in someone else's death--some random person you ran into at the store or on the street... that's when it becomes something else entirely"

We also had a discussion about abortion--about when they happen the most, about why someone gets a late-term abortion, about how there are so many potential carve-outs that the government ought to allow that I just said "at that point, why do all this fucking means testing? Just give them abortion care. They're already going through enough heartbreak as it is, just let them make their choice and not be judged or criminalized for it."

There wasn't a response after that.

Dad started turning up the volume on the TV at a certain point. I think he was fucking done with me. And you know what? That's fine. I don't need his approval. I don't need his blessing. I don't even need him to fucking agree with me.

People should have the right do what they want with their own bodies. If he disagrees with that, then he's in favor of state regulated bodily control, and that's fucking fascism.

Yes, that does mean I have to be in favor of a good many things that I might disagree with--like surgically altering yourself to look like a cat... yeah, that weirds me out... but whatever, it's your body. Do what you want with it.

You wanna smoke or chew or dip or whatever? I'm not particularly fond of it, and I have some VERY strong feelings about the tobacco industry... but... it's your body. Just don't force ME to breathe your second hand smoke. I already have enough respiratory issues. It comes back to that whole personal liberties affecting another person thing.

God I'm so fucking tired.

There are so many other, better educated, better practiced, better tempered people who can handle this kind of discussion.

I hate having to be a queer elder for my own fucking family when I came to the community so late in life... especially when I have literally zero support among them.

"You just get so... so... mad."

"YEAH... BECAUSE PEOPLE ARE LITERALLY DYING BECAUSE OF THIS SHIT. WHY AREN'T YOU MAD!??!"

I think I may have to take a pass on meeting up with everyone for Christmas. If this is the direction it's gonna go again... I'm not sure I can handle it. My brother-in-law clearly wants to bait me into this shit and I don't have it in me to stay out of it.

I hope everyone had a better thanksgiving than this.

Love and solidarity.

Trans rights. Gay Rights. Reproductive Rights. Black Lives Matter. Land Back. All of this good stuff.

I just don't have the strength to handle all of it all of the time, and the world seems content to force me to do so more often than I'm able.

I could use a hug.

[fandomfluffandfuck]

Hello S!!! kinky subby anon here! it's been some time since I was in your asks! first of all I hope you're wonderful 😊

secondly, I wanted to tell you about the laziest scene we had lmao. when I tell you that my boyfriend and I told our closest friends that they all could fuck me while having a party downstairs but me doing literally nothing but being there looking pretty and being sensory deprived.

So, some friends (people who don't know about our kinky sex life of course) asked us if they could use our house for a party, we said yes because we know our neighbors wouldn't be home this weekend (as they told us to watch their place) so, with this in mind we told our 9 friends, who do know about our kinky sex life and we've fucked with them too, our plan and here's what it was and how it went:

the plan was: me being tied on our bed, all dressed up, blindfolded, gagged, ear plugged and of course my beautiful pink collar with a ribbon on it. next to our bed there was a table with our sex toys, all kind of plugs, vibratos, nipples clamps, nipple and clit suckers, all you can think of (yes we literally have a big ass collection). there were some scissors too because I was fully dressed with a beautiful pink dress I bought for the occasion. We told the rest of our friends that I wouldn't be able to be present at the party because I would be out of town... but no, I was upstairs all ready for our scene. We gave our 9 friends the key to our bedroom so they could go in whenever they wanted. We told them I didn't prep myself because well, the night was going to be long with the party going. We filmed it too (for personal reasons, I truly love to see myself being fucked by more than one person, we also set one of those baby cameras so my boyfriend could check on me<3). First I felt like I waited a fucking long time but then I felt someone touching me above my clothes, he was pinching my nipples and touching my pussy, he proceed to cut out my clothes and to lube up his fingers to prep my ass and then he of course plugged my ass so I'd be ready for later. He left. Then after some time I felt someone else, this time she fingered me and sucked my clit, she didn't allow me to cum and then she just plugged my pussy and left. then I felt two people, two men, they put their penises in my hands and I gave them a handjob, they left. then another friend arrived and the motherfucker changed my ass plus for one of those control remote ones, S when I tell you that it was torture (but damn how much I loved it). Then someone came and clamped my tits, by this point I was a mess, I looked so pretty too. 🥹 Then my boyfriend checked on me, took off my blindfold, ear plugs and gag and asked me how I was doing and well, I don't need to say that I was already a little floaty so from that moment and on a girlfriend said she had to leave the party but in reality she just went upstairs to be with me. I was fucked by each one of them (5 men and 3 women) separately. They could choose my ass or pussy and funny how all men chose my ass lmao (they're always saying I'm super tight, girls - do not give your ass to a man otherwise they'll always want to fuck you in your ass 😅), the girls did a fantastic job giving me orals and using our toys -one of our guy friends also used a dildo on me, he fucked me in the ass while fucked my pussy with a toy. The party ended and at one point they were all in our room, I was so far gone, like some of the things I'm writing I saw them on video but as always my boyfriend had my ok to go on unless something major happened, which it didn't. after I was free from the ropes I blew up everyone and their penis were up again so we went for the second round, this time all of us (we are tested, just to be clear) there are two couples in the group so they were fucking their partners but the rest were all focused on me and god, how much I love it. I just really loved when all the attention is on me, that feeling of being there to serve someone with their pleasure is so good but also they're all there to pleasure me so is a win-win. Jumping to the last minutes of the video: I was with my ass up, arms behind my back, being held by whoever was fucking me, a line waiting to fuck *me*, I was barely making sounds, my eyes were crazy, I was drooling,the last one was of course my boyfriend, he actually laid me in bed, folded my legs and fucked me like that, I was making so many funny sounds which is weird because I don't remember doing them at all, I was like a rag doll at this point and then he just came and that was it. it was cute because in the video I watched how all of our friends kissed my forehead 😂😂😂 it was funny because I don't even remember it either. they slept at our house tho and they were all talking about it this morning and what a good girl I am and so.

As I said at the beginning: laziest scene ever, I didn't do shit except being there ahahahahah. I ended up tired as hell of course. It was amazing.

Hi, sweetheart! It's good to hear from you again even if it took me a couple of days to get to it because school is kicking my ass, lol

You say lazy, I say C O O R D I N A T E D . Goddamn! Not only is that a lot of people, plus waiting for your neighbors to be gone, and that's a lot of toys and prep (despite the no prep, lol). I can't see that as being lazy at all, lol. Even if, yeah, for the scene itself, you were lying down immobilized and deprived of your senses. Lazy or not, though--

That sounds amazing!!

I loved hearing the descriptions! It all sounds so overwhelming in the best way, and it sounds like you really, really enjoyed the scene when you were in it and the film afterward. 20/10

Keep doing your 🤌🏻kinkiest🤌🏻 lazy-in-scene or not 💀💀 Fuck Yeah

Thank you for sharing!!

[casspurrjoybell-33]

Wreckless - The Package

*Warning Adult Content*

Emmett

I spent the rest of the day doing laundry in my new rocket-ship washer, playing with Marten, watching YouTube and managing to install the water line I needed for the fridge and stocking it well.

I'm not sure when I got so old but really... I was never wild and crazy.

Whatever bit of rebellious young man I ever had in me, was handled quite thoroughly by the army.

Once I got home... I'd had enough of everything... teh bars, noise, people, danger... I'm very happy in my little nest.

Finnegan texts me, apologizing again and thanking me for lunch and dessert.

It didn't go according to plan... I'd hoped to have a sweet, loving session that we both enjoyed but I didn't get him off because after the argument, we had very little time but that's okay.

He didn't seem to mind and he has an amazon package arriving today.

Emmett Locke: You're welcome. You have a package waiting for you at home. Feel free to use or not use it to your heart's content.

Finnegan Walker: Interest piqued. Tell me?

And ruin the fun I'm having? 

Besides, maybe it'll help distract him during interviews.

Emmett Locke: No.

Finnegan Walker: Something I can use, not wear? Huh, no idea.

Nope, his cute new undies and t-shirt are coming to my place.

I found him a 'little' matching set that I think he'll love.

A little... I'm funny.

Three hours later he calls me and he's laughing.

"You got me a unicorn dildo?"

"You mentioned it, not me. When I saw it, I had to get it for you."

"And it's rainbow coloured."

A definite benefit.

"They had three sizes. I hope you enjoy this one since I couldn't take care of you at the office."

"It's huge. A smaller one would have been plenty."

"That's the medium size."

"WHAT? They make a bigger one than this? You're fucking with me, right?"

No I'm not. 

That's the whole point. 

"I swear, Emmett"

He suddenly sounds shy.

"Can you... I mean can we talk while I uh... you know?"

Is he really asking that?

Has anyone ever... EVER... said no to that? Ever?

"Of course darling. Facetime too, if you want."

"Not sure I can handle that, no, no, you'll have to settle for my voice. I have to get changed first though and take my contacts out, you know."

"Prep, yes, yes you do that. Call me back whenever."

I grab my laptop and pull up the picture so I can really visualize everything he's saying and then pull out my favorite dildo.

It's been awhile and this sounds fun, especially if he's on the other end of the line doing the same as me.

He doesn't make me wait too long.

"Hey darling."

"Hi. I'm on my bed."

He's so cute.

"Funny, so am I. I'm on my side and am about to lube up."

"Wait, you're going to...? You're going to play too?"

"If you don't mind. I promise I'll pay lots of attention to you."

"Of course I don't mind Emmett. I just... no, it's nice. I haven't done this, phone-sex I mean, in like a million years and I was SO bad at it last time."

He seems to have no idea how incredibly sexy he is. 

"I doubt that. Are you going to get yourself hard first?"

"Already am. I've been sort of miserable since lunch. Not that I mind," he adds.

"Yeah... But I'm... um... on my front and I'm rubbing against the sheets."

That explains the rustling and it's a nice visual.

Very nice.

"Do they feel good against your cock, Finny?"

"Hmm... I wanna suck on it. I wonder what the spiral will feel like."

"You'll have to twist it once it's nice and deep inside your ass, Finny."

It's the perfect time to shoot some lube up my ass and I can't help but moan.

Yes, it's been way too long.

"Suck on it. Do it while I start working this dildo in. I'm going to be so damn tight, Finnegan, it's going to take me awhile."

"Holy SHIT you're... Oh God I thought you were going to jerk off... I mean... Oh God you're playing... I mean you're...?"

"I'm gonna fuck myself just like you are, yeah. How deep in your mouth did you get, hmm? What color?"

"Ooh... Do you know the...? Of course you do. Most of the orange. I can do most of the orange without gagging."

"You're such a good boy. Lick it for me... all the way from the bottom to the tip."

He moans and I imagine he's doing it to my cock.

I love his tongue and lips around my length.

"I bet you can get it into your ass that deep as well.... don't you think? You'll need lots of lube babe, remember that sex-toys aren't supposed to hurt."

"No, that's your job. I remember, Emmett."

I shiver and push the sex-toy in a bit further... until I can really feel the nice stretch.

"Oh damn... that feels so good. Yes."

"You sound so good, Emmett. You're breathing hard."

"That's because my ass feels good and I'm stroking my cock. I want you to lube up the horn and rub the tip along your pretty little slit."

"Okay. I will."

It takes him a moment but I know as soon as it's pressing against him because he sighs.

"Feels so good."

"Do you want it? Keep teasing yourself with it until you really, really need it... until you can't stand not having it inside you."

[ahungeringknife]

365: May 21

Crow paced back and forth in the H.E.L.M. while Alex and Alshain watched from the war table. Alshain thought he was so dramatic. New Lights always were. "You frying your brain with anxiety won't make them come any sooner, lil boss," he said casually, leaning on the war table on his elbow.

"Leave him alone, he's a worrier," Alex said, head in his sketchbook, working on a new card idea. He was updating his deck to include the Glitterbomb suit and Alshain had nearly strangled him when he said he was removing half his Arc cards to make it fit. Spiteful little shit. He didn't even have to his deck could fit both suits but Alex was so particular about how many cards were in his deck.

"Osiris will get snippy if he wears a hole through the floor though," Alshain smirked. Crow sent him a sharp look. "You aren't as scary as the Guardian, that doesn't work," his EXO face curved into something like a smile. "Especially not with that stupid mask of yours."

Crow nearly jumped out of his skin when transmat triggered several times in the main cabin of the H.E.L.M. and six people appeared. "Hey! God squad," Alshain called, raising a hand in welcome.

Alex looked up from his scratching as Glitterbomb approached the war table. Crow was standing so very still. But not in stoicism. Alshain knew he wasn't stoic at all. Kid wore every emotion in his entire body. No. He was scared. Just like he'd been scared the first time meeting Osiris. "What is that?" Wolf asked seeing Crow.

"What?" Crow asked.

"On your face-" and Alshain and Alex both laughed. "I thought Shin got you a helmet."

"Osiris thought this was better so I wouldn't have to wear it all the time," Crow said nervously.

She cocked her head to the side. All of them were wear helmets and from personal experience knew many Guardians, including himself, wore their helmets basically any time they were out and about. It confused Alshain why he'd say that when Osiris was well aware of this but it wasn't his place to argue. Or well... it was but Osiris was so snippy with him and Alex. Not that Alshain blamed him. Losing your Ghost was... traumatic. He'd only lost the Light, not Adha, and the pain of it had been so overwhelming he'd been numb and stupid to everyone except Alex.

"I guess," Wolf said and then removed her helmet. "But I want to introduce you to my fireteam. I trust Osiris and these... guys have brought you up to speed?" she waved casually at Alex and Alshain.

"More or less," Crow said only just not wringing his hands. Alshain leaned forward casually, finger on the metaphyical trigger of his Light. He figured Wolf would have prepped her fireteam for Crow having Uldren's face but it was one thing to know it it was another to see the face of Enemy Number One looking back at you. Not that that mattered to Alshain. He hadn't known Cayde. Didn't care about Cayde. Cayde's tenure was after his banishment. He'd known Andal though. Crow being a serious Fallen sympathizer was more damning to him than killing Cayde because Alshain still thought about Taniks. Alshain had only heard about it but he knew every Hunter in the City had been furious.

There had probably been so many dead Fallen after that. Alshain wondered what the man hunt had looked like and how the Vanguard had called the Hunters to heel. Of course. It was probably because Cayde had ordered everyone grounded. Between him and Xander they'd have prevented more Hunters from meeting their end at Taniks.

Still better safe than sorry. So he kept his Light close in case he needed to intervene. He could feel Alex doing the same, his glowing yellow eyes catching purple at the edges.

"Great," Wolf said. "This is Glitterbomb," and they removed their helmets as well when Wolf indicated them. "Cat, Bear, Rat, Fox, Lizard," she pointed to each of them in turn and they waved or nodded. "Guys, this is Crow, he's a New Light," and she indicated he should take off his mask. It really was an ugly thing.

Crow pulled it off and Alshain chuckled when Lizard said, "Doesn't even look like him," orange painted EXO head cocked to a full forty-five degree angle.

"It does so," Fox smacked his arm.

"Uh... which is a better thing?" Crow asked awkwardly and then stiffened when Cat stalked up to him and got in his face.

"Careful there," Alex called as Cat inspected Crow's face.

"Hush up, kid," they waved a hand at Alex around Crow's body. "Hmm," they scrutinized him.

"Well at least it won't be a surprise now," Rat said, more to the others than Crow who was very stressed at Cat's stern look over.

"Think it's still... a delicate situation," Bear said, arms folded.

"Incredibly," Wolf agreed.

"And just us know?"

"Yeap."

"Zavala's not going to be happy," Bear said gravely.

"Okay but who wants in on how long it takes Ikora to find out?" Lizard asked.

"Rigel," and Fox jabbed him in the ribs hard. "Inappropriate."

"What? I'm just being realistic."

"Well if you can all keep your mouth shut it shouldn't," Wolf said seriously.

Alshain was more worried when Cat suddenly smirked. They stepped back and pulled out a knife. "You know the knife game-

"Cat do not!" Wolf yelled while Alshain and Alex laughed.

"... No," Crow said. "Does it hurt?"

"Not if you're good," Cat said with a devious grin on their face.

Wolf grabbed them and yanked them away. "You are not doing that," and then switched to sign. 'He barely knows how to mod his weapons or use his Light. Absolutely not.'

'Don't be so sensitive,' Cat signed back, still holding the knife.

'No.'

"Fiiiiine," Cat groaned and stepped back. They tossed the knife as they went, end over end. "You're no fun sometimes, Wolfy," they sighed, catching the knife each time, barely even looking at it. They were showing off to the extreme and Crow was falling for it by how his head tracked them in the H.E.L.M.

"Being clan leader is no fun, get over it," Wolf sniped back.

"Well that really is all there is huh," Bear said, arms folded looking at Crow.

"Yes."

Bear looked Crow over. Cat and Rat were discussing something at the recaster. Alshain finally relaxed. "This is so messy, Wolf," he said looking at her instead.

"I know."

"How do you get into these messes?"

"I told you she needs a baby sitter," Fox said.

"I do not!"

"Went away for two months after we iced Eramis and came back with... this guy-

"And don't forget the dirt bag!" Cat called from the recaster. "Came back from the Shore with two shitty Hunters. And she pissed off Spider so bad he's got her face on every 'shoot on sight' broadcast across the entire Reef and part of House Dusk."

Wolf put a hand over her face with a sigh. "Thank you for reminding me," she groaned as Cat and Nef laughed.

"Well since we've seen him I'm going to go," Fox said.

"Yeah. Better than the shock of it while we knock down that Empress bitch... Caitlin or something?" Lizard droned.

"Caiatl," Fox said, dragging the other Warlock back.

"That's what I said," Lizard complained. Then their Ghosts transmatted them away.

"So you all knew me too?" Crow asked Bear who was still nearby.

Bear still had his arms folded. "Knowing is a strong word," he said gruffly.

"Oh. Was I ... bad?"

"You were pretty fucking annoying is what you were-

Alex and Alshain laughed loudly at that. "Good news big Bear, he's still annoying! And more melodramatic than ever," Alex laughed.

"Great," Bear rolled his eyes.

"I am not, quiet," Crow turned on them both but his pale skin was a bit dark around the top of the cheeks.

"And emo," Alex said, ignoring him. "You should hear him monologue to him- Ah!" Crow full body tackled Alex from where he was.

Alshain laughed at them as Alex squawked and batted at Crow while Crow put him into a sort of head lock. He knew his brother would get out of it once he felt like. Wolf had her hands on her hips. "Well I see he's doing just fine with you two," she sighed.

"We're taking good care of him," Alshain assured him.

She sighed softly but had a small smile on her face. "We'll let you deal with this then."

"Yes ma'am," Alshain said.

Wolf gently knocked Bear's arm and they went to collect the rest of their fireteam at the recaster. Then they were gone. "Okay okay that's enough horsing around lil boss!" Alex called and Crow looked very surprised when Alex went from being in a head lock to free and standing.

"... How did you do that?" Crow asked empty armed.

"Maybe if you're a good boy I'll show you," Alex smirked and sat down again, grabbing his sketchbook. "Now you done being a nervous ninny?"

"I... guess? That went a lot better than expected," Crow admitted.

"Great!" Alshain lurched to his feet. "Because it's time to see if I can beat some Arc Light out of you," and he went around to Crow and put an arm around his shoulder.

"Ah-- it's not really my thing," Crow tried to say.

"Yeah well we better check before I chuck you at Alex and he melts your brain with Void talk," Alshain scoffed.

"I can use Solar fine. Shin showed me that's fine," Crow said and Alshain didn't miss the way his voice went up a pitch when he said that. Huh! Well he'd have to look into that later.

"Yeah but Shin's a shit head," Alshain said leading him to the transmat zone. "Doesn't have any showmanship in him at all. Tsk, might as well be a Titan for how stoic he is about the Light," he scoffed.

"Or a stuffy Warlock," Alex called after them.

"Anyway lets see what you got, kid," and Alshain let him go long enough for Glint and Adha to transmat them out of the H.E.L.M. and to some private training room in the Wall.

[weareoutofmaplesyrupdave]

THOSE IMPERIALISTIC NAZI FASCIST ASS DICTATOR ASS TYRANNICAL MICRO MANAGING CONTROL FREAK BITCHES WHO ARE OLD ENOUGH TO HAVE SEEN MY GREATx40 GRANDMOTHER BE BORN, WHO LICK THE FEET OF THE RICH AND SPIT IT BACK ON EVERYONE ELSE, ARE SITTING THERE PRUNE LOOKING ASSES ON SOME RICKETY ASS CHAIRS IN A BUILDING MADE OF SHITTY ASS MARBLE THEY BUILT ON THE STOLEN LAND THEY OCCUPIED WHILE THEY MURDERED AND ENSLAVED MILLIONS ARE STEALING EVERYONES HUMAN FUCKING RIGHTS AGAIN WITH THEIR SYSTEMIC OPPRESSION RELIGIOUS BRAINWASHING AND OVER BUDGETED MILITARY/ POLICE AND THEIR CENSORSHIP JUST SO THEY CAN KEEP THE SHITTY AND BROKEN SYSTEM THEY MADE AND FUCKED UP ON RUNNING SO THEY CAN CONTINUE TO HAVE THEIR WEALTH AND POWER AND HAVE A FULL SUMMERS RECESS AND GO GOLFING AND NEVER KNOW WHAT ITS LIKE TO TRULY SUFFER OR BE DISCRIMINATED AGAINST WHAT THE FUCKING FUCK

[moreofem]

I haven’t watched The Bear yet so I could be very wrong but Carmy seems like the type to like it when you talk back to him just a bit like it would grate his nerves but when you push he can push back until idk he ends up bending you over like “if you wanted me so bad you could have just said so” and I….I’m blaming you for making me thirst but goddamn I’m real excited to see the hype for real! 😌

OH YEAH

Naauurrr because I will inflict the Carmy thirst on everyone idgaf 🤪🤪

There's a lot of pushing and screaming until the breaking point in this show, and Carmy definitely participates in that looolll. And since he's the 1st chef and he gives out orders, he's always pushing to see how long someone will defy his authority. And you being a stubborn little shit, you just like riling him up

It all started in the morning, with you refusing to do the vegetable prep because you were too busy doing sauce prep. Carmy had already annoyed you beforehand, waking you up at 2 am because of his insomnia, so now you wanted to make him pay

"Ok then Chef, do a double prep!"

"Carmen you can clearly see that I can't do double prep right now!"

"Oh my god, just say Yes Chef, chef.?"

"Chef. I'm sorry, but I can't fucking double prep, Chef."

"Chef; stop giving me an attitude. We all have fucking work to do. Tina is doing a double prep too so I don't know why the fuck you can't do double prep!"

"Carmen just shut the fuck up and let me do my thing! Damm!"

Both of you go at it, all while cooking and prepping, until Sydney comes in to calm the whole situation down.

"I told y'all it wasn't a good idea to have an almost married couple in the kitchen, but of course, no one is gonna listen to good old Richie uh?"

You and your boyfriend groaned and said in unison: "fuck off Richie"

Later in the day, Carmen calls you in his office for a meeting, clearly annoyed with your antics. When you come in, you're greeted with the delicious sight of Carmy spread out on the chair, his fingers running across his thighs and through his hair.

"Babe. You know I'm busy, what's u-"

"Really, y/n, for the sake of all of us, stop trying to question everything I ask you to do. It completely breaks the dynamic of the day! You're here, giving me-"

"Oh fuck off Carmen! You knew damn well I couldn't double prep this morning! Those sauces take forever and I need to watch the temperature the whole time!Because the thing is, if I double prep, then I can't properly focus on the sauce, and if I dont then I ruin the sauce, and then, you're fucking rude to me cause *Oh my god chef, start over.*; like it wasn't the thing I was about to fucking do!"

Your voice pitched high, and your chest was heaving, and if he was being completely honest, Carmy's brain stopped working and he was thinking with his dick, which was straining against his jeans at the most inconvenient of times.

“Baby…”

“No no no Carmy, don’t baby me. You and your huge ego can go fuck each other because you don’t follow the rules of *no screaming* at me in the kitchen! You don’t! You just prance around cause you’re the owner of the place and you don’t have any consideration for anyone else than you and your dick and you seriously need to back off cause you’re embarr-“

He slowly got up, stalking you down and back you against the table.

“What else baby? Tell me more…”

You scoffed

“Oh you fucker. You’re getting one outta this huh? You dirty fuck! I’m trying to have a serious-

“More or so rambling, not very serious”

“A SERIOUS conversation with you, and you just wanna get your dick sucked!”

“Bae. Baby. Love of my life. I know that if I put my hands down your pants, you’d be fucking wet too. I know you get a ride outta this too, so don’t try me.”

His tattooed hand grabbed your neck, and a devilish grin formed on his face.

“Carmy… baby, we don’t have time for th-“

“Shhh, lemme make you feel good, ‘kay?”

You nodded sheepishly, biting your lip. He turned you around, so that your ass was against his hips.

“Fuck.. you drive me crazy Carmy…”

He kissed your neck, pulled your pants down, and took his dick out. He swiped the tip against your pussy, grinning when your juices were already glistening.

“Huh. You’re so wet, just like I thought. If you wanted me so bad you could’ve just said so… now try to be quiet baby cause I’m about to rock your shit…”

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EHEHEEHEHEHEHHEHEHEHEHEHEH😈😈😈

[sirthisisa-wendys]

One Wall Over: Geto Suguru x Fem!Reader

synopsis: you’re new in the neighborhood, but that doesn’t mean you’ll get a warm welcome from your duplex buddy. 

wc: 3k

tw: nsfw, smut, annoying noises at five am, the works 

a/n: ahhhhhhhhh! I am so excited to be taking part in this collab with @suna-reversed reversed for a super sexy jjk collab! Please check out the masterlist for the collab here and the other authors! SO EXCITED TO READ THE OTHERS! (The other title I had for this work is “First of All, How Dare You” because that’s literally me every time I see my hubby Suguru, but anywho!).

Moving in was a bitch. 

For the first time ever, you have no roommates, no parents, and no pets - just you and your meager belongings moving into the little, two-story duplex a friend allowed you to sublet. As you stare out of the window facing the sparse front lawn, you wonder what your neighbor is like. They hadn’t come to welcome you to the home, but you knew they existed by the sound of the bass through your shared wall at five am every morning. 

You assume they’re male or a couple, but you’ve never gotten a chance to see them with your own two eyes.  So you kept a lookout day after day. At exactly four p.m., you would sit across from the window with a book and keep watch, the sun streaming in and illuminating your figure and crossed legs anchored on the window sill. But day after day, you wouldn’t see anything. The neighbor’s car wouldn’t even move an inch from the previous day. Everything would remain the same until the next day when you took your perch by the window. 

It isn’t until you’re out on your front lawn, slaving over the flowers you maintained for a whole month - a new record - that the sleek Range Rover drives up to the garage on your neighbor’s side of the house. At first, you don’t notice it, your eyes firmly planted on the soil at the root of your orchid tree. But then you hear a car door slam, and you look up, watching for the person who would be exiting the vehicle. 

A tall, black haired man slides out of the truck and slams the door shut, his locks tucked into a half bun and a white towel resting around his rippling shoulders. He slides his keys into his gym shorts and turns to walk into the house, barely noticing you on the front lawn in an ill-fitting t-shirt and dirty yoga pants. 

He’s halfway to his front door when you find your voice and yell out, “Hey, neighbor!” You wave your hand at him in hopes that he would return the gesture, but you’re sorely disappointed when he only looks your way with disinterest and walks into the house without speaking. You frown at the encounter, hoping that he would return a little while later and explain his lack of manners, but he doesn’t, and you retreat into the house once more. 

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“Unzzz, unzz, unzzzz…” Both eyes fly open at the sound of the bass on the other side of your bedroom wall, the sudden noise jarring you from your sleep. 

“Ugh…” Your eyes slide to the white numbers on the clock face, which politely remind you that it’s five-fifteen AM. Don’t confront him, don’t confront him. You wrap the pillow around your ears, hoping the gentle cushion would block out the sound. But for some reason, it gets even louder, and a groan escapes your lips. There were only two more hours for you to rest, but at this rate, you’d be up until it was time for you to wake and get ready for work. That just wouldn’t do. 

The grey sweatpants deposited on the floor the night before are quickly jerked on, and you pad to the front door, not caring about your appearance as you walk the length of the porch over to his front door. Inhaling, you find the will to bring your fist up and pound on the door, hoping the sound would be angrier than you actually felt. Fear ate at your nerves while you waited. A few agonizing moments later, the door is yanked open, music floods outside, and your neighbor stands before you in just a pair of black sweatpants. Nothing else. 

“What?” he gripes, sweat rolling down his forehead. As your eyes take in the full sight of him, you wonder what kind of sculpted god you had for a neighbor. You could even faintly see the v that would culminate in the bulge near the crotch area of the pants, which apparently is quite--

“Uh…” You had entirely forgotten what you had come over to his side of the house for, but as he leans on the doorframe and gives you a withering stare, you suddenly remember your complaint. “Your wall is next to my bedroom. Can you turn your music down?” You place a hand on your hip, trying to seem more inconvenienced than you actually were in that moment. 

“Yeah, sure.” He shuts the door in your face, and you trudge back over to your side of the house, hoping the music would soften. 

But for some reason, you swear he turns it up even louder. 

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“Why don’t you just call the landlord and make a noise complaint?” your friend wonders over the phone, the sound of a frying pan in the background slightly overshadowing her voice.

“But you said you didn’t have any problems with him, Mariela.” 

“Yeah, Geto was nice enough and didn’t bother me much. Not sure why he’s being such an ass now.” You hear an oh, shit on the other end, and Mariela hisses into the receiver, “Hey, y/n, I have to go; the risotto is burning. Call me back if you have any other issues, okay?” 

“Okay.” You hang up and toss your phone on your desk, trying to focus on the words in front of you but failing as the sound of the bass filters through the other side of the wall again. For the fourth day in a row, you’ve been subjected to the sound of pure noise coming through the other side. Tonight was absolutely not the night, mostly because you had a presentation that took you all night to finish, and the clamor was interrupting your prep work for the bright and early eight o’clock meeting. You feel like Squidward, subjecting yourself to the endless noises from the grunting to the bass to the sound of weights clanking back into place. 

It’s the sound of Geto’s groaning that sets you on edge the most. If it weren’t for the added noise of weights, you’d be convinced he was fucking someone. There was no way he could make so much noise and not know that he was disturbing your peace. Hadn’t he ever heard of headphones? 

You snatch up your set of earbuds on your desk, place them in your ears, and try to turn up lofi music as loud as it will go. But that doesn’t work. Even relocating to the living room didn’t seem to fare you well, and you wonder if he truly had cranked up the music higher than before just to annoy the hell out of you. Finally, you toss your earbuds down and slam your computer on your coffee table. 

You’d had enough. 

Stomping over to the front door, you fling it open and bang on Geto’s door, hoping he would answer it in a rage so you could let out your frustrations. But when the door flies open, he’s dressed in only a pair of gym shorts, this time the outline of his dick even more apparent. But you’re not focused on that. You point a finger at him and inhale to begin your tirade; sick and utterly over his shit.

“Hey! Can you fucking turn it down?” Geto stretches out a hand, and for a minute you think he’s going to grab you by the shirt, but he pulls you inside by the wrist, crushing you against his chest. “What the hell?” You push away from his sweaty chest, backing into the closed door harshly. 

“Lower your damn voice; the neighbors will hear,” he chastises, and turns away from you to grab the water bottle on the counter. The muscled man takes a long swig, then wipes his face with the towel right next to it. 

“I don’t know what the fuck your problem is, but I’ve never been so disrespected in my li--” As you talk, he’s advancing on you, pushing back his long black hair back behind his ears and getting too close for comfort. Once he’s right up on you, you gulp hard, fully intimidated by his size and stature. The music suddenly stops, and you’re left in silence. 

“I’m listening,” he mutters, staring down at you. “Please, continue.” 

“I was saying…” your throat dries up. “What I meant was…” Your eyes travel from his chest to his navel, and then to the hand pressed against the doorframe.

“Uh huh…” He nods, squinting his black eyes at you. “You said you’ve ‘never been more disrespected in your’… life, right?” You don’t reply. Rather, you can’t reply. All of the words you could have ever said are now gone from your skull. “I highly doubt that, y/n.” 

“H-how…” 

“You’re Mariela’s friend. I’ve seen you quite a few times before you moved in here. Never thought I’d be living so close to you, though. Mariela’s subletting, isn’t she?” 

All of these questions. And you can’t reply to a single one because he’s practically squeezing you between the door and his rock-hard abs. Or are you pressing yourself against the door to get away from the heat emitting from his body - oh, fuck; you don’t know. 

“But I had to get your attention somehow.” The admission startles you so bad that you accidentally knock the back of your head against the door, touching the point of contact in pain and hissing slightly. Geto hums at your blunder, then pushes off of the wall to turn away from you. As he rotates, you catch a glimpse of his erection, now fully apparent in the atrocity that is his shorts. “The yard work wasn’t effective, the trips to the gym and back barely worked; shit, by now I would’ve thought you would throw yourself at me the first chance you got. I guess I had to make you mad enough to confront me.” 

“You literally looked at me and said nothing the first time I saw you!” you retort, throwing your hands up in the air. “Then you almost bit my head off the first time I came over to tell you the music was too loud.” 

“I didn’t expect you to come over the first time. Besides, I couldn’t figure out anything smooth enough in that short amount of time.” Geto shrugs, his shoulder muscles moving like water in the dim lighting of the living room. You look around at the furnishings, noting his impeccable taste in wood and red suede in conjunction with his minimal exercise equipment. “Coffee? You look like you’ve been up for a while.” He leans over a coffee-maker - one of those fancy ones that you’ve seen on TV - and slides a plain coffee cup into the holder. 

“Uh, no thanks.” You turn to the door and begin to open it, but Geto clicks his tongue thrice. 

“You’re just going to leave without getting what you came for?”

You pause for a moment, then turn back to look him over once. “Don’t you mean what you brought me over here for?” A lazy smile spreads across his face, and that’s when you realize that he’s charming, but not necessarily as suave as you first imagined. You shut the door and walk over to him, examining his physique as if you hadn’t just helped yourself to his tall, statuesque figure already. He allows you to look him over, eyes dedicatedly following you.

“Like what you see, doll?” You don’t get a chance to answer as he pulls you into his chest with a smooth movement, then presses his lips against yours. You instantly open your mouth so he can slide his tongue inside, and he does so without hesitation. Hands grasp at your flimsy night shirt, pulling it over your shoulders as he backs you up against the wall, hiking one leg up and wrapping the other around his waist. 

As both of your hands tangle in hair, fabric, sweat, you wonder how long - just how long - he’s wanted to do this. But your train of thought is rudely interrupted by his lips trailing kiss down your neck and to your collarbone, where he pauses for a second, catching his breath. Fingers dance through his locks and he peers up at you for a second, drinking in your flushed expression and breathy exhales. 

“Geto, please, I--” You’re silenced again by his lips, his thick fingers rolling past the waistband of your night shorts and right to your core, where he nestles them into your heat with ease. 

“Goddamn…” The rumbling of his voice vibrates against your chest, and you gasp, feeling every stroke of his fingers inside of you. “So fucking wet… just for me.” Your vision narrows in on the black eyes watching your every move, the angle of your face, the way you tilt your chin to the side and shakily exhale. Everything is perfect. Maybe even better than he imagined at first. But you don’t know that, and you really don’t care to know. All you want is release and for that release to be at Geto’s hands. When he removes his fingers and hoists you onto the suede couch, your first reaction is to cry out in shock. 

His hands roll your shorts down to your knees and then press your legs open, spreading you for him to examine. 

“You’re a mess down there… perhaps I should help you clean up.” 

“Huh?” The double entendre is completely lost on you in the heat of the moment. You watch as he leans down, then moves to lick your core with a flat tongue, stroking up before he goes down again and repeats his action twice. Your head finds the soft cushion of the pillow in ecstasy, and you let out a breath you didn’t realize you had been holding. 

Geto hums down below, fully appreciating your taste before sucking on your clit, hard. You yelp, shooting up, but his hand presses you back down, eyes still closed. Fingers make their way up to your breasts, tugging at your nipples leisurely before tightening and pulling with more tension. “Oh, god, please…” Your hands find his head, and at the sudden application of pressure, he grunts again. And you’re left there in agonizing pleasure, dangling between an orgasm and a build-up of pressure, one stroke away from tumbling into the cavern of blissful unawareness. 

Geto stops without warning, pulling back to watch you as he still tweaks your nipples with varying degrees of firmness. You tug at his shorts in a silent plea for him to discard them, and he waits a minute before sliding them off wordlessly. His length is impressive, you note, his cock springing free from his shorts and angled upwards a little. A condom is produced just as quickly, and he rolls it over himself before spreading you a little wider to accommodate his length. When he nudges his cock at your slit, you realise he’s a little breathless and shaking, but that all goes to the back of your mind when he slides inside of you with little resistance. 

“Fuck, doll, that’s--” He groans just as you moan, both of you relishing the expanding feeling. “God, that’s perfect.” You whimper at his praise and bring your hands to his shoulders, holding on for dear life as he begins to pump into you. Geto’s lips find your neck and he sucks a hickey on your left side, placing another one neatly below it while his hands cup your ass. 

“Does that feel good?” He whispers and you nod, completely at a loss for words. But soon, it’s not enough, and your fingers dig into his back. He’s fucking you slowly… too slowly. 

“M-more,” you whine, and he delivers his thrusts faster, pumping into you and moaning loudly. Your fingers find his face and angles it towards your raised head so you can kiss him on the lips. He offers you that mercy - a deep, languid kiss - while he plows into you with abandon. Pleasure is the only thing on your minds - you just so happen to have found it in each other’s arms - and your orgasm is just within reach.

“Geto, I’m close…” His response to your words is to lift your left leg a little higher so it practically hung off the couch and in the air, deeping his strokes until they settled against your cervix, like someone tapping a soft rhythm into your stomach. “Shit, like that.” 

“Yeah?” he exhales, looking at your face with a blissed-out expression, his cheeks reddening. You raise your hips to meet his with each thrust, hoping your orgasm would arrive before Geto came. There isn’t much you can do though, besides writhe beneath him and pull him closer to you, thereby making you and him almost inseparable. He’s merely rocking into your hips now, cock barely rolling out of you as before. And you can’t deny that it feels like heaven, not when you’ve been so frustrated for so long. 

“I’m gonna cum,” Geto hisses into your mouth, and you nod, constricting a little to urge him on. What you fail to realize is that the constriction was just what you need to tumble over into the abyss of thoughtlessness, and your mouth opens to let loose a guttural moan as Geto fucks you faster and faster, chasing his own orgasm on the heels of yours. “Oh, shit,” Your neighbor sinks into you one final time, shooting his cum into the condom, but pumping in stuttered strokes as if he were really letting loose inside of you. 

When you both fall from the heights of your sex-induced high, shoulders and heads are draped where there is comfort and space, little exhales from his mouth fanning across your breasts. Geto lifts off of your sweaty chest and looks you in the eyes before breathing: 

“Maybe I should start my days with this instead of a workout.”

[newkyus-void]

Take it like a good girl.

◡̈ 선우 // 김 선우

⁂ smut

⁂ warnings: enemies with benefits, hate sex, unprotected sex, degradation mixed with dirty praise (use of slut & whore), cursing, slapping, fingering (brief), use of pet name kitten, finger sucking (brief), cumming inside, no aftercare

⁂ dom! Tennis Player! Sunwoo x sub! Tennis Player! Fem. Reader

⁂ wc.: 1.7k

A/N: v much wrote this just for @yeostars. 😌

You barely dodge the tennis ball that came hurling towards your face with a shriek, dropping to the floor in shock. "Kim Sunwoo, are you out of your fucking mind?!" 

The man just sneers and narrows his eyes. "Move your ass," He gestures with his Tennis racket, "I wanna finish this match" 

You stand back up with a scoff and throw the tennis ball in the general direction of his head. "Fuck you, I'm leaving!" 

Sunwoo catches the ball and clicks his tongue, silently watching as you angrily stomp away. "Hey, that means I win!" 

"I don't give a flying fuck!" You hiss and show him the middle finger before entering the hallway that leads to the changing rooms. 

Everything is quiet since the two of you are the last ones in the gym and the janitor won't arrive until eight. But then there are quick steps behind you. 

You whip around, alarmed, but don't get to do so much as open your mouth before Sunwoo clasps his hand over it. "Quiet" 

You furrow your brows and move to step back, but he moves fast, turns you around and pins you against a wall, chest first. "Ow! What the hell is wrong with you?!" You hiss and wiggle to get him to loosen his grip on your wrists. 

"Shut up" He spits back and turns you back around, one hand on the column of your throat. "You've been so fucking cranky today. What's gotten your panties in a twist, huh?" 

Your hands clench and unclench at your sides helplessly and you swallow, feeling hot when his lips pull into a smirk. 

"Not so feisty now? How bad…" Sunwoo muses and moves closer, broad chest pushing against yours, "you had such a loud mouth back in the pitch" 

"Shut the f-" 

"Ah-ah ah…" He interrupts you, index finger pushing against your lips. "God you're such a little bitch, you know that? It makes me wanna fuck the attitude out of you so bad" 

Your bottom lip quivers and you feel a rush of arousal head straight to your core at his words. "Get your filthy hands off of me, Kim Sunwoo" 

He chuckles lowly, the tone sending a shiver down your spine and his grip on your throat tightens suddenly. He thrives off of the way your breath hitches and your hands immediately grasp his wrist. "You'd like that, wouldn't you? You're just a needy little kitten who wants to get her cunt filled with a dick" 

"S- Shut up" You whine, a weak attempt to conceal the desperate look on your face. 

Because in fact, you just couldn't stop imagining Sunwoo fucking you senseless. All his grunts and groans during the match riled you up and made you lose your focus which ended you in this situation. 

Sunwoo smirks with an evil glint in his eyes. "You didn't say no" He pokes his tongue against the inside of his cheek for a second. "I bet the match made you ruin your panties. You think I wouldn't notice the way you'd rub your thighs? Oh kitten, you're so clueless" 

"If you came here just to make fun of me, then leave me alone" You hiss and dig your fingernails into his arm. "You succeeded"

"Oh no silly" he snickers, his free hand moving to push some hair out of your face, "you caused a problem and you're going to fix it" 

Right after he finishes speaking, he presses his hips against yours, making you feel his raging boner through his pants. 

A moan slips past your lips and you bite your lip in embarrassment. Now you gave him what he wanted. 

"Aww kitten, are you suddenly getting shy?" He mocks you, thumb pulling your lip free from your teeth. "Too bad no one else gets to see you like this, so desperate to get your tight little pussy stuffed" 

You whimper and move your hips to grind against his, eliciting a deep groan out of him. 

Immediate regret fills you though, when his free hand lands a light slap against your face. "This was your warning kitten. I won't go easy on whores like you" the same hand that smacked you now holds your jaw. "Your safe word is berry. I won't stop until I hear it, understand?" 

Your heartbeat quickens and you nod, desperately needing relief. 

Another slap is delivered to your face, this time with more force, but not too harsh either. "Use your fucking words, slut" 

An almost pained whimper escapes your mouth and you hurriedly reply, "I- I understand!" 

Sunwoo doesn't waste another second and attaches his lips to your neck, sucking dark marks into the sensitive skin and basking in your whimpers. 

Your fingers dig into his shoulders and press your crotch against his again. "Fuck- Sunwoo please just fuck me!" 

He bites down on the junction of your shoulder and neck, eliciting a sharp gasp from you. "You're so impatient, kitten" He clicks his tongue, "but you're lucky I'm as well" 

Within seconds you're stripped of your pants and underwear and Sunwoo's fingers are teasing you. "Shit kitten, you're so wet for me" 

"Shut up!" You fight back, but regret it a second later when he delivers a smack to your cunt. 

"Be quiet, slut" He hisses and moves so his mouth is level with your ear. "The only sounds you'll be making are your pretty moans when I fill up your greedy pussy" 

You involuntarily comply and instead just whine pitifully, aching for some relief. 

Sunwoo coos in fake sympathy and pushes two of his lengthy fingers into your soaked pussy. "Damn kitten you're dripping… were you that desperate for my cock?" 

You don't reply and he doesn't comment further on it, instead teasing you further, digits moving fast in and out of your cunt until he feels you clench around his fingers. "You won't cum just yet, kitten" He says, voice low and threatening as he pulls out his fingers and wipes them off on his pants carelessly. "Because I want you to do it on my dick" 

Your eyes roll back when he pulls down his pants and underwear to free his leaking cock. "Shit Sunwoo you're so big-" 

"Hush" He quiets you down with a cocky smirk, "I'll make it fit" 

Another rush of arousal washes over you at his words and you clench around emptiness. "Please!" 

Sunwoo chuckles and rubs the head of his cock against your soaked cunt, catching onto your entrance briefly, but not pushing in and making you whine. "Aww poor kitten, just want to get fucked like the slut you are, don't you? Want me to fuck you stupid and use you as a little cocksleeve, hm?" 

A sob tears through the otherwise silent hall and the man chuckled darkly, getting off of your suffering. "Y- Yes I do! Please just- just fuck me already!" 

"Mhm sure thing" He smirks again, licking his luscious lips and pushing his cock into your dripping entrance, ripping moans from both your mouths. 

The stretch stung at first due to the lack of prepping, but it made you feel all the more full when he bottomed out, pelvis flush against yours. "You like that, whore? Like it when your tight little pussy gets stretched out by a big dick without any prep?" Sunwoo taunts, his lips sucking another mark into the skin of your throat and pulling back with a smack. "You love being used as a cum dump, don't you? Dirty little kitten" 

You mewl in embarrassment, flustered with how easy he could read you. "F- fuck Sunwoo-" 

"Mhm, did I allow you to speak? Be a good little kitten and take my cock like the slut you are" He hisses back, pushing two fingers into your mouth to shut you up briefly as he pulls his hips back, only to slam them against yours. 

A high-pitched moan rips through your throat and you bite down slightly on his digits. 

"Yeah that's right kitten, that's how you take it" He says with a smug undertone as he pulls out his fingers again, instead placing both hands on your waist. "Hold on tight kitten, this is gonna be a rough ride~" 

Without question, your eyes widen and you quickly wrap your arms around his shoulders.

Not wasting another second, Sunwoo starts pounding into you roughly, pulling you up and down by your waist in sync with his thrusts. The slapping of his skin connecting with yours reverberates through the unoccupied hallway of the gym. 

Sunwoo's grunts and raspy moans are right by your ear as he works you both towards your orgasm, his fingers all but digging into the flesh of your waist and surely leaving marks. 

"A-Ah! Sunwoo, r- right there!" You cry out when he brushes against your g-spot, your body trembling at the overwhelming pleasure.

"Mh… Kitten are you gonna cum? Is my cock making you feel so good?" 

"Y- Yes! Yes, your cock is so good!" is your almost immediate reply, fingernails digging into his back and surely leaving red scratch marks on his unblemished skin. 

"Shit- I'm gonna cum, kitten" Sunwoo groans, hips stuttering slightly and pace faltering, "and you're gonna take all of it like the good whore you are" 

You only manage to nod against his shoulder and breathe heavily when you feel yourself near the edge, the coil in your stomach snapping soon. 

"Ughhh, fuck!" Sunwoo growls, bottoms out and grinds against you as his cum fills you up, sending you over the edge as well. You sob into his shoulder, the pleasure almost too much, but then he stops and you lean back against the wall. 

Sunwoo sets you back down on your feet and clicks his tongue. "Look at you kitten, all fucked out and cunt messed up with my cum" 

You whimper and slide down to the floor, too spent to shoot back a remark. 

"It was fun while it lasted" He says and pulls his underwear and pants back up and in place. "I'll see you next week" 

And then he turns around to enter the men's changing rooms and you're left in the hallway, pussy leaking of his cum and feeling tired. 

"Fucking asshole…" You mumble under your breath as you gather your clothes to shower and leave, humiliation seeping into your bones. 

You just fucked your greatest enemy and you enjoyed it. 

[childeaether]

scholarship.

cw: 18+ only, zhongli/f!reader, professor/student relationships, camgirl au, dragon dildo fuckery

wc: 2.2k

zhongli sighed as he shrugged off his jacket and loosened his tie with his free hand. he was exhausted. today’s lecture had been a long one, and his class was definitely going to need a curve on this upcoming test grade. he’d tried to help them understand the topic. he’d tried assigning a lighter workload. none of it worked. it was like teaching to a brick wall.

he needed to decompress.

he grabbed his laptop and sat on the couch. there was already a box of tissues and a bottle of lotion on the end table. he’d anticipated this. it had become an obsession recently.

he opened his laptop and typed the url into the search bar.

angelsofteyvat.com

he knew this website well. it had started satiating his cravings at 9 pm every day for the last month. he almost wished he’d never found it.

glazedlily is now live!

right on time.

he quickly clicked on the profile and joined the livestream. and there you were, all dolled up, wearing only your bra and panties. it was a beautiful, light pink lingerie set. you looked stunning. there you were.

his star student.

“welcome to the live, guys!” you said with a smile. he felt a weight lift from his shoulders. he unzipped his dress pants.

“how are we today?”

phoenixrising: good how are you

knightk: horny

rockyalchemist: doing better now

zhongli rolled his eyes as he scrolled through the comments. he hated being associated with these losers. hated that you might see him the way you see them.

lapisrex: been a long day, baby. how are you?

he swore he saw your eyes light up. which made sense. he knew how expensive college was; he was a generous tipper.

“i’m doing okay, lapis! sorry you had a long day. hopefully, tomorrow will be better!” you said. his breath caught in his throat.

knightk tipped $5!

you rolled your eyes. “c’mon, k, i haven’t even done anything yet!” you giggled. you didn’t need to do anything. you could sit there and stare at the camera; you would still get tips. even from zhongli.

but you were a hard worker. he knew that. you were top of his class, for god’s sake.

“so, what are we thinking tonight?”

phoenixrising: do you know how to do self-bondage?

knightk: i need that bra off asap

zhongli already had plans for the night, though.

lapisrex: i know it’s last minute, but are your private sessions open?

he watched you pause as you read the comment, your eyebrows furrowing. fuck. he definitely should’ve asked in advanced.

“hmm.. normally i’d say no, but you are one of my favorites, lapis. how much?”

his heart was beating so fast, he thought it might beat out of his chest.

lapisrex: $1,000. i’m willing to go up.

your jaw dropped in surprise. “well, shit, i can’t say no to that.”

he knew you couldn’t. your next school payment was coming up in a week.

knightk: does that mean ur ending the live??

“sorry, but yeah. love you guys! always! but i could use that money. so, unless you guys can do better...”

knightk: $1,010

rockyalchemist: $1,500

zhongli rolled his eyes. as if he could be outbid by these randos.

lapisrex: $2,000

he watched as your eyes widened. just like a deer, frozen by approaching headlights.

“okay, that’s enough!” you said. “lapis, the private session is all yours. sorry, you guys! i’ll see you for the next one!”

before anyone else could comment, you ended the live. a bright red notification flashed on his screen as he received your message.

glazedlily has invited you to video chat!

he joined almost immediately, only pausing to make sure his webcam and microphone were both disabled. he couldn’t risk you finding out. it would ruin you both.

“hey, lapis!” you said happily, clasping your hands together. “it’s our first private session! are you excited?”

he was practically levitating.

lapisrex: very.

you grinned as you read the message. “alright, well, what are you feeling tonight?”

he was feeling many things. guilt, arousal, infatuation-

lapisrex: can i see what kind of dildos you have?

“of course! give me just a sec.” you stood and walked off camera. he heard shifting for a moment, and then you returned with a box about the size of your lap.

“okay, so we’ve got a few,” you said as you shifted through the toys, “what size were you thinking?”

lapisrex: the biggest you have

you giggled, and your smile lit up his laptop screen. “well, aren’t you confident?” you teased.

he was.

“the biggest one i have... it’s a little unconventional,” you said sheepishly, a blush dusting your cheeks.

you reached into the box and pulled out a big, thick, oddly shaped dildo. it had an orange tip that faded into yellow, and then into a dark brown at the base. but it didn’t look... normal.

oh.

it was a dragon dildo.

“this big guy hardly ever gets any action. his name is orochi,” you said. “it really came with that name. i don’t name my toys.” your laughter made his chest tighten.

and god, your hands were so tiny compared to it. they could barely cover the base. he felt his hand travel to his dick.

“i know it’s kind of fetish-y, though, so if you don’t like it we can try something else.”

and normally, he’d say, no - let’s try something else. don’t fuck yourself with that dragon dildo.

but everything you made him feel surprised him, every time. you looked so beautiful. he’d fantasized countless times about you looking up at him like you were at the camera now, your eyes sparkling, one of your bra straps falling off your shoulder. a dick in your hand. he wanted to pull those lace panties to the side and fuck you senseless.

he wanted to watch you fuck yourself with a dragon dildo.

lapisrex: no, i like it.

the smirk you gave to the camera made his dick twitch.

“wow,” you said, amused. “i didn’t think you’d be so kinky, lapis. you’re always so tame during my lives.”

you made him feel anything but tame. you made him succumb to the most carnal, primal feelings he’d ever known.

“alright, before i lube this fucking monster up, any other requests?”

just one.

lapisrex: can you call me professor?

lapisrex: if you’re comfortable, of course.

you raised your eyebrows. “damn, you are kinkier than i thought, lapis,” you said. “oh, my bad. you’re kinkier than i thought, professor.”

something in him snapped in half. jesus fucking christ. he had dreamed of this. of you on your knees, looking up at him with those big, beautiful eyes. whispering his title. dreamt of whispering back a simple, soft-

lapisrex: good girl.

-before, ideally, fucking your throat.

you reached off camera to grab a small bottle of lube. he watched as you poured some directly on the toy, and then spread it with your hands. he’d never been so jealous of a dildo in his life.

after you’d deemed the dildo lubed enough, you poured a bit on your fingers. you looked shyly into the camera. “just wanna make sure i’m fully prepped,” you said, and reached down to take off your panties-

oh.

he’d dreamt of this, too. of laying you on your back against his desk, reaching up your skirt, pulling your panties to the side. taking his sweet time with you. gently, slowly scissoring his fingers in and out of you, watching your face contort as you refused to look at him. you really could be so shy sometimes.

“okay,” you said finally, positioning yourself above the dildo. he took his cock into his right hand. “here goes nothing.��

he had to stifle the groan that left his throat just watching you sink slowly onto the tip. you bit your lip as you winced, pausing to adjust to the stretch. “sorry,” you panted, “it’s… really big.”

fuck. did you have any idea how fucking sexy you sounded?

lapisrex: don’t apologize, baby. take your time.

you shot the camera an appreciative grin. his heart squeezed.

slowly but surely, you sank yourself all the way down to the base. even with the generous amount of lube, he was impressed. you were a determined girl. it made him want to split you open himself.

“fuck, professor,” you gasped, “i feel so… full.”

he couldn’t stop his hips from thrusting into his hand. you really had no idea what you did to him.

you leaned back onto your elbows, giving him the perfect view of your pussy, stretched around the base. god, you were so fucking beautiful. “i think i’m ready to start now,” you said. your face was flushed, your eyes already starting to glaze over. he’d seen you like this before, during your lives- but this was so much better. seeing you like this for him was so much better.

you were looking into the camera with those same puppy dog eyes you gave him in class. the same ones that sparkled when he called on you during a lecture. the same ones that looked at him with such adoration as he explained concepts to the class.

you slowly pulled the dildo out by the base before cautiously working it back in. you cringed ever so slightly. he wanted to be there with you. he wanted to stroke your hair and whisper sweet nothings into your ear as you adjusted to the feeling.

lapisrex: you’re doing so good, baby. take it slow if you need to.

you whimpered as you continued your gentle thrusts. “thank you, professor,” you said softly. there it was again. that dazed, sinful look in your eye. he knew you liked to be praised long before he found your profile. you always flushed when he complimented your work.

your mouth fell open into a silent moan as you gradually sped up your thrusts. “oh, god, it’s so big,” you groaned, “it feels so fucking good.” you threw your head back as you brought your free hand to your clit, rubbing soothing circles while you increased your speed.

zhongli was fully fucking his hand now, sinking his teeth into his bottom lip. you were addicting. with a particularly hard thrust, your back arched, showing off your fucking perfect tits. his mouth was practically watering.

“shit, i’m- i’m close, professor,” you gasped, followed by a whine as you circled your clit faster. his cock ached.

lapisrex: not yet.

you let out a desperate sound, still fucking yourself at the same speed. “please, i can’t- i can’t hold on for much longer,” you cried. “it’s so… intense.” you took your hand away from your clit and brought it to tease one of your nipples.

he wished he could break you down like this every night. you were always so calm, so composed. and so damn smart. it had to be exhausting. he wanted to relieve you of all that stress. to turn you into his pliant, brainless slut- even for just an hour.

“professor, please,” you begged, sending a pulse through his cock. he was getting close, too. he’d been stroking his cock so long his arm was starting to hurt. “please, professor, i can’t-”

lapisrex: why should i let you cum?

lapisrex: do you deserve it?

a pathetic whimper escaped you. “yes, yes, i- i’ve been good professor,” you nearly sobbed. just hearing the desperation in your voice was almost enough to send him over the edge. you were right. you had been so, so good for him.

lapisrex: hmmm.

lapisrex: okay, baby. you’ve been good. you can cum.

you threw your head back and sighed in relief. you returned your hand to your clit and thrust the dildo harshly in and out of you. finally, your toes curled; your back arched. “ohh, fuck,” you groaned loudly, “thank you, professor- thank you, thank you.” you were babbling now, riding out your orgasm as your cunt clenched around the dragon dick. zhongli’s vision blurred as he roughly stroked himself over the edge. he didn’t even bother to muffle the gravelly moan that ripped from his throat.

when he opened his eyes, there was cum all over his hand, and some on his laptop screen. you were on your back, still lazily circling your fingertips over your clit. your legs were shaking.

you looked angelic. he longed to reach out and pull you close, to kiss the top of your head. his heart ached in his chest. he knew what he was doing was wrong. but he couldn’t help himself. you were enchanting, and he was only a man. only another fool in love.

you sat up. “wow,” you breathed, “that was… fucking incredible.” you giggled, clearly fucked out. “thank you, professor. i mean- i guess, lapis, now.”

you carefully dragged the dildo out of you, wincing slightly. “i... i really needed that,” you laughed. “i hope you got your money’s worth, too.”

you were worth the earth, the moon, the stars.

lapisrex: absolutely. you were so good for me.

lapisrex: thank you, baby. i hope we can do this again soon.

the smile on your face was genuine, just like the ones you flashed him during lecture that day. a warmth bloomed in his chest. “of course, lapis! you’re one of my favorites, remember?”

he wanted to be the only one.

“okay, professor, time’s up. i’ll see you again soon.” you smiled one last time into the webcam and then you were gone.

he sighed, leaning back on his couch.

how was he going to look you in the eye on monday.

[mvttsvn]

Good Little, Liar

Literal sadist😳Toji Fushiguro x bratty fem!reader

warnings: 18+ smut, ABSOLUTE FILTH,  cussing, reader is a masochist, dacryphilia, manhandling, choking, pain kink, daddy kink, impact play, degrading pet names “whore, slut”, use of “princess”, Toji threatens to kill you like once👩🏻‍🦯, no prep, mentions of blood, stomach bulge, size kink, mind break, dumbification, no aftercare :/, angsty at the end.

authors note: 2k words, UNEDITED holy fuck this was supposed to be a short drabble but I got carried away. this is completely self indulgent, it so nasty literally how did I even think of this??? I cannot get this shitty ass dad out of my head... literally just ib this one pic🤒

You convinced him alright. Convinced him so much that he whole heartedly believed he picked up and took home a totally different person tonight. You and Toji and been together a couple of times prior, nothing too serious, went out for a drink, maybe kissed, probably rode him in his backseat. Each and every time you put on your good girl façade, always so sweet, and submissive. Following his each every command. Taking exactly what he gives and thanking him for it every time.

He thought you were sent from the gods, how could he have found someone like you, who fit just perfect under his thumb, so willing to do anything just for his attention. Yet here you were, same pretty little girl, same pretty little face, telling him “no” ???.

You were straddling his lap, on his rough leather couch, the tv lowly played a old movie which by now has left both of your minds. The dim light from the kitchen buzzing due to the bulbs starting to burn out, which completely unfazed Toji, but left you slightly annoyed.

“No?” He scoffed.

You adjusted your hands to fit onto his built shoulders had his began gripping you hips tighter and tighter.

“Nope, I don’t want my jaw to hurt in the morning” you gave him a coy smile, while tilting your head down to stare at him through your lashes.

His right hand came up and  roughly gripping your jaw. “Does it look like I fucking care?” He practically growled in your face. In all honesty he was more confused than pissed, of course he was going to immediately put you in your place, but you had him genuinely concerned, we’re you always like this? Did he do something wrong?? You tried to shake you head but due to his grip you could only move so far.

“Now, on. your. knees.” He released his grip only for his hand to move to the back of you neck waiting for you to comply. You slowly leaned in kissing the scar on his lip to kiss down to his jaw then leaning back up to whisper two little words that could make or break your night, probably both.

“Make me”

the millisecond your breathy whisper hit his ear it was over, you were done for. Say goodbye to you legs you’re probably never walking again.

The force in which he pulled you hair made you shriek. He stood up tossing you over his shoulder furiously stomping into the bedroom. He threw you onto his mattress, you couldn’t help but giggle, this is exactly what you wanted it only added to his rage. He threw off his shirt, then gripped your ankles pulling you to the edge of the bed. He was immediately on top of you, his knees digging into your calves holding down your legs, has one hand gripped both of your wrists and the other tightly around your throat. You were already breathing hard due to anticipation but now he practically had you life in his hands.

“What the fuck did you do with my good little girl hmm?” His voice darkened by lust.

“I don’t know who your talking about” you laughed again, his grip tightening around your throat.

Before you could make another comment his knee was pushed up between your thighs has the hand holding your wrist bunched your shirt up exposing your bra. He ripped the right strap off  making you choke out a gasp, then he slid the rest of garment out from under you to throw it across the room. Toji mouth immediately on your breast teasing you to no avail.

“M..m..more” you choked out, you were in no right to be making demands but you really wanted to see how angry you could make him. His only reply was catching you nipple on a canine and biting down hard. You almost screamed, you thought he probably wanted to see you bleed.

He continued his teasing, you wanted to keep this game up for longer but your vision was starting to get hazy from the lack of oxygen. You started pawing at his shoulders, while wrapping you legs around his waist, quietly pleading, “I’m.. I’m sorry... T...oji..I’m...” the hand on your throat let go to harshly slap your thigh making you yelp in pain once again.

“That’s not my name. C’mon what is it?”... you met his harsh gaze, maybe just a little longer... “Toj-“ he slapped you across the face. You didn’t make a single sound but the tears pricking your eyes said enough. Lucky for you, Toji’s into that.

He met your lips in a sloppy kiss shoving his tongue down your throat. You tapped his collar bone silently signaling you needed to breathe, once he moved away he removed his pants and helped you wiggled out of yours.

“Who knew you’re such a fucking brat” he slapped your thigh again watching you squirm. His hand hovered over your already drenched cunt, as he starred right into your eyes. The flush on your chest started moving to you face. Why were suddenly getting all worked up now??

“Are you gonna give in already?, gonna be my good little whore again?”, you wanted to answer no again because he looked so hot when he was angry. The words got caught in your throat and all you could do was nod.

He lightly slapped your clit “Hmm need to hear it little girl, tell me who owns you?”

“you do....daddy” you admitted, you tilted your down, you couldn’t meet his eyes.

His calloused palm came up and caressed your jaw leaning in closer. “Are you sorry? Tell daddy your sorry for being such a brat.” He mocked making a fake pout. “M’sorry daddy, j..just wanted to make you angry.”

“I know you did princess...” He reeled his hand back to full on slap your cunt, squirming up the bed you let out a pathetic whine.

He slapped three, four more times now, and the tears started running down your face. He moved to tuck his face in the nape of your neck, leaving deep red bruises as he moved down your torso.

The muscles in his back rippled as he held himself up but the palms of his hands. God he looked so..big... not sure if he would ever explicitly admit the he liked how he overpowered you in almost every single way...but you liked it too.

There was no way you could’ve played you act for any longer, he would’ve choked you out. And would’ve done it with ease since his hand was bigger than your actual face. You knew how dangerous this was, yet still tilled wanted to play fire, but alas here you were once again, bowing to his every command.

“D..d..ddaddy..p..please..”

“Aw there she is” he lifted his face from you chest giving you one of his sickening grins. “I thought he wanted to play the little bitchy brat huh? What happened?” His voice dripping with mockery.

“N..need..you”

“How princess, you know daddy can’t help if you don-“

“please, PLEASE! need daddy’s cock! ….” you were getting impatient now, was this the most he was going to? you expected at lea-.

The scream ripped from you chest was silenced by the strong hand around your throat in a death like grip. He shoved his whole cock inside your tight little cunt, there was no prep not even when you were on the couch, he didn’t he stuff his fingers in your little cunt to stretch you out. You knew he was big, since the time he shoved his entire cock down your throat but feeling it twitch inside you making you feel like your being absolutely split open on Toji’s cock.

He gave a deep throaty chuckle, you knew how much he was enjoying this. New tears pricked from your eyes, wetting your cheeks, he moved his free hand pinching your clit between his fore finger and thumb, watching your eyes roll to the back of your head. The hand on your throat gripped your hair moving so his face was flushed with yours, spatting in your ear, “You don’t cum until I say, understand?” All you could do was whine in response.

“I give you rules for a reason break them and I’ll kill you where you lay.” A threat, empty of not, it had you clenching hard around his dick. You glanced down to where you were connect, to be met with a indescribable bulge in your lower stomach.

Dear god, bless your poor cervix, he hasn’t even started moving yet  and you could feel the intrusion all the same. He started rocking his hips slight against yours, at least he was giving you sometime to adjust, all while staring two lust filled hole into your head as you writhed and whimpered underneath him. He pulled his hips back to pull out but when he’s met with the slightest sign of blood mixed with the milky white arousal coating his dick, he could’ve came right there.

He gripped your hips sinking right back into you making you scream once again. “DA-DADDY..fuck..shit..” the tears running down you face only egged him on.

“So god damn tight, maybe I should never prep you again, if you’re gonna feel like this every time” he groaned. “Such dirty little words, I would’ve punished you if you didn’t already dig yourself a grave”.

The pained moans falling from your lips were music to ears. Profanities fell from his as he continued a rough pace, your tits bouncing with every thrust. He had fucked you completely and utterly dumb, no coherent thought where making their way to you consciousness. Only daddy, Toji, and cock.

You have gotten numb to the pain but right now you were putting all you effort into not focusing on the way his dick was bruising you cervix, trying so hard not to come just from the way his pelvic bone catches your clit. You didn’t realize he was speaking to you till he lightly slapped your cheek. “Aw look at you, you’ve gone all stupid. Too bad, if you played nice I would’ve let you cum by now.” The malice in his voice made you clench around his cock, squeezing more of your arousal on his thighs. “ at least you’re taking me so well.” His breath hitched as his thrust stared getting sloppy.

“Holy fuck, keep squeezing just like that-“ you saw his abs clench, “remember you don’t cum till I say” his eyes flicked right back into yours you nodded, more like messily rolled your head around. “Holy fuck princess...” he was practically already using your cunt like a toy. With a last few harsh thrust he filled you cunt to the brim with hot, thick cum.

The groans falling from his mouth sounded almost angelic. All you could let out was a low whine met with heavy breathing. The sweat dripping down his toned chest shone from the dim light of the lamp on the corner the side table. He pulled out watching his cum drip out of you down to your asshole and onto his dark sheets.

Your body laid motionless barely opening your eyes to see him move away from edge and walk to his discarded pants. Your brain couldn’t even process this as you licked you’re tongue to wet your now dry lips.

Then it dawned that he didn’t let you cum... that fucker. You couldn’t do a single thing about it.

Because here you were unsatisfied, speechless, practically crippled, staring blankly at the ceiling. As he sat and lit a cigarette on the opposite end of the bed.

Notes: I am so sorry. There’s just something about Toji Fushiguro that I just forget how to function correctly. Um I hope you enjoyed! And that I didn’t rot ur brain too much<3

ps: ppp..ppart 2??? fluff???😏

[angelamajiki]

PARINGS: Pro Hero! Dabi x Sister! Reader

TW: yandere, incest, no con, voyeurism, choking, burning, unprotected/no prep sex, breeding/creampies, snowballing, public sex, degradation, lots of dirty talk

AN: WHEEWW my first fic in a while, so excited for my first join intro collab!! thank you to the lovely jo for writing it <33 enjoy

A BNHarem Server Collab! Check out the other works here.

Breaking news: We have yet another report to add to the slew of attacks this month, this comes just days after we broadcast rumours of villains running rampant over the city. This spate of attacks has put the entire metropolitan area at a standstill, road closures and damaged property making it difficult for commuters to get to work in the morning. Road maintenance endeavour to do its best to keep the city running, but it seems futile when these attacks continue to increase. The entire city was brought to a standstill by the mysterious villain who has still not been named, but reports show they are nothing like we have ever experienced before.

Where are the heroes now? Who will save us from the terror overwhelming our city?

Every day the crime toll continues to rise and we have no one here to protect us. The Hero Public Safety Commission assured us earlier in the week that the crime rate would go down, that the top Heroes are out there protecting our city, but if so, where are they? Is it really safe to go out anymore, who can we trust? Would you put your life in the hands of a Hero today? When they have proved our streets are no longer safe. We still have no information on what is going on, or who is involved but we must remain observant. We will continue to report the latest news as we receive it, but for now, we must implore you to heed the warnings of the city-wide curfew that is soon to be implemented. If anyone has any information on these occurrences in the city please send them to us or contact the police, you can remain anonymous. The safety of our citizens is what is most important, stay vigilant and don’t go out unless it is absolutely necessary.

Christ, what a load of bullshit the news was nowadays. Constantly whining and squealing about what heroes did and didn’t do, promoting fear-mongering like it was the hottest trend. Between your father and two older brothers dedicating their life to the cause of justice, the world always felt just a little safer to you, the naive little thing that you were. And tonight was no exception.

Despite the rapidly increasing crime rates, your judgment to grab a couple of drinks in the city with your friends was hardly swayed. The stress of it all was getting to you and you’d love nothing more to drink your heart out at one of the few spots still left open. It was a sleazy place, but it was fun. If anything, you found a bar in the area where your eldest brother was currently stationed patrolling.

Touya had always been protective of you ever since the two of you were children, and he carried that same possessiveness well into your adulthood. Always chasing off any potential suitors, keeping you out of trouble, and generally being a menace to anyone who thought they were good enough to be around his favorite little sister.

By the end of the night, stumbling around drunkenly was the only thing keeping you upright as you made your way out of the club and onto the street, looking for a taxi to get you home. Sirens wailed faintly in the distance, a mess of blue and red lighting up the darkened streets.

“Hey sweetheart. Need a hand?”

Grubby hands met your arms the same time the cool air of the night did, tugging and pulling at you to come closer, wherever that may be. Jaunts and laughter echoed off the buildings, only adding to the haziness the alcohol induced. “What’s a pretty little thing like yourself doing out here all on your lonesome?”

Weak attempts to push the group of assaulters off you were in vain as they groped and squeezed your body at their pleasure. “Come on, we’re just trying to keep ya company. Right, boys?”

“Stop..”

Your whine came across much more pathetic than you could have ever hoped, only earning more chuckles from the men. “Just relax, sweetheart. We’ll take good care of you.”

Blue flames danced around the group of you, closing the lot of you against the building wall in a small circle of fire.

“Will you now? Last I checked, I'm the only man suited for that.” Touya was less than amused to have found out from Fuyumi that you traveled into the city given its state, even more so when he saw how drunk and disorderly you were being.

“T-Touya-nii!���

The men untangled themselves from you with ease, tossing you into the arms of your expectant brother, who was more than glad to pull you into a tight embrace. “Shit! It's the number three, Heatstroke!”

The comforting warmth of his body and scent of his cologne settled your frantic nerves, tucking yourself closer into his arms. “Honestly, it’s like you're asking for it at this point.”

Your heart sank low in your chest, but you couldn't find the strength to move away from him as he scowled down at you.

“Look at what you're wearing, you little tease. Bet you would have loved to have them violate you, huh slut?”

Never has Touya been so venomous with you before; it made your heart hurt, even more, to see your beloved nii-san be so cruel.

“Don’t you worry, that’s why your big brother is here to show you who you really belong to.”

Shoved against the wall, he pinned your trembling form with his right knee in between your legs and his hands wandering over your skimpy dress.

“You boys can stick around to watch; let a real man show you how it's done.”

Flames singed at your dress, burning it to ashes to expose you in the cool wind of the night. Hot fingers pressed into your skin, littering marks in their wake before they wrapped around your throat. “You were just begging for nii-san to come to save your slutty ass, huh, princess? I know you checked my patrol schedule before ending up at this dive.”

His hand tightened around your neck, his lips at your ear. “Wanted nii-san to come put you in your place, yeah? After fuckin’ teasing me all these years, you finally cracked me. Are you proud of yourself, little girl?”

A whine slipped from your constricted throat, your smaller hand gripping at the large one squeezing you with everything it had. “And now you've got an audience to witness my ownership over you. You're mine, little girl.”

Finally releasing your throat, his hands traveled down to your chest and groped at your roughly, pinching and pulling at your soft, sensitive nipples. Bile was rising in your throat as you drowned in your own fear, feeling him drag you into the depths of depravity.

“What’s the matter, imouto? I thought you said I was your favorite. You're hurting my feelings, y’know.”

“Touya, please-”

A scoff slapped you hard in the face as his knee jerked up against your cunt. “Don’t start with me. I know who you really are and what you really want, even better than yourself.”

His words stabbed at your heart, and his wandering hands only seemed to pour salt over the wounds. “You’re nothing more than my whore, little sister.”

Hips ground against your backside in a slow, teasing manner, groans pushing past his lips as he did so. “You have no one to blame but yourself.”

His erection was pressed flush against you, straining in his pants before he unzipped himself. At this point, you were more than sobered up running on fear and adrenaline alone. Your panties were ripped clean off with his free hand while the other stroked his hardening cock. “Look at me.”

The tip was aligned with your hole, rubbing slightly to gather the minimal wetness between your lips. “I said look at me.”

Teary eyes peaked up at him through wet lashes, silently pleading with a man who was not known for mercy.

“Good fuckin’ girl, so obedient for your big brother.”

With one snap of his hips, Touya fully sheathed himself inside of your tight cunt, groaning at the way you squealed for him. “Aw, you like that, huh, princess. Feeling good?”

A warbled moan was the only response you could give him as he slowly began to pull out. The alcohol had you buzzing enough to block out the pain of the stretch, and damn did you feel filled to the brim.

“Can’t wait to breed this greedy little cunt of yours.”

His pace was slow, agonizingly so. Touya couldn't help but savor every second of the first time having been inside you, especially after dreaming about it for so long. God, if it didn't turn him on to have an audience, knowing that these men knew he was fucking his sister.

What would the media think? God, the news cycle would be ripped to shreds tomorrow over this breaking story. But hey, no PR is bad PR.

The thought of finally having staked his claim in you almost had him coming prematurely, but he had to hold out for your very first time together, and it certainly wouldn't be the last.

Heh, your crying face was so cute. Those tears weren't shy by any means and neither were your sobs. It's alright, you’ll learn to love being Touya’s cocksleeve.

“Say you love me.”

An impossible request when you're being violated by the person you held dearest to your heart.

His pace had picked up brutally, slamming into you without care for his flames spreading wildly nor the group of assaulters who seemed to vanish once they had the opening to.

“I-I love you, nii-san! I love you!”

Your cries were shrill and whiny, echoing into the chaotic night. The grip on your hips was heating up, so much so that his handprints were burned into your love handles.

“Good girl, good little slut.”

His breathing was erratic, hot against your neck as he growled and grunted into your ear. “Gonna let nii-san breed this pretty little pussy? Yes, you are. I know you are because you're fuckin’ mine, bitch.”

Moaning out your name, Touya came deep inside your womb, thick ropes of his cum painting your insides. You were soon to follow thanks to his thumb against your clit, causing you to writhe and whine in his arms.

Utterly spent, you rested against the brick wall you were pinned to, feeling the cum drip out of your still filled hole.

“Let’s get you home and into my bed, princess. I gotta go have a chat with Dad and Shouto, let ‘em know you’re fully off limits now.”

— tagging: @libiraki @bonesoftheimpala @tomurasprincess @sightoru