Hunters v Gatherers 2
(This is a second part to my ‘Texas Chainsaw Massacre’ AU, aka Yandere Ushijima x Girly Fem Reader x Yandere Tendou story! :)) I hope y’all enjoy this.
TW: !Noncon/dubcon!, Tendou is a meanie :((, manhandling!, Ushijima has a horse cock!, their mom just lets Ushi have his way w you!, virg Ushi!, Ushi is kinda stinky, Tendou cops a feel, ur forced to bathe w Waka, detailed bath w Waka, violence (not towards reader), death (not reader), cannibalism!!, etc..
Please proceed with caution!)
Wakatoshi drops you onto the wooden floor, your knees hitting the ground at full force, causing a whimper to escape your throat. Their mom stares down at you, taking in your mud caked form.
“Boys, why’s the girl so filthy?” The men stand there, stock still, saying nothing. She raises an unamused eyebrow, ‘tsk-ing’ in annoyance, “Y’all know that pretty girls don’t like bein’ dirty, right?”
Satori tries to explain your dirty state, “Ma, she tried to run away! The dumb harlot ran through the rice patty-” He’s cut off by a harsh slap, silencing him in a moment’s notice.
“Harlot? Do ya think that all women are whores, huh? Is your Ma a harlot to you, boy?” She glares at him fiercely, reaching down to smooth mud caked hair out of your face.
“No ma’am, I’m sorry for speakin’ outta turn,” Kiyoko hums in response, not bothering to look at the red haired male.
“Wakatoshi,” The large man stands up straighter than before, showing the stern woman that he’s listening, “Take her upstairs- you both need some deep cleanin’.”
The green haired man grabs you by the arm, and brings you to your feet. Although his hold isn’t necessarily harsh, the firmness of it makes your arm ache. He walks so fast that all of the rooms pass by you in a blur, so when you finally stop in front of the upstairs bathroom, you are in a daze.
“C’mon, let’s clean ya up,” His gruff voice snaps you out of whatever trance you’re in, and you both step inside the surprisingly large bathroom. The shower has a tub connected to it, which is covered by a clean, yellow, plastic curtain. There’s a double vanity on the left wall, both sinks look well taken care of. There’s a wall that separates the shower and the toilet, covering it from the view where you stand by the bathroom door. There’s a linen closet by the double vanity, which Ushijima opens, pulling out a clean towel, and setting it on the sink. He then pushes the shower curtain aside, showing a two-in-one shampoo and an off brand body wash.
You shouldn’t have expected anything less from two country boys.
The disdain on your face is enough to catch Ushijima’s attention, causing him to look at you questioningly. Clearing your throat, you fiddle with the bottom of your skort, “Uhm, do you happen to have any conditioner? My hair can’t go without moisture.”
The muscular man looks at you as if you’ve just grown six heads, “Conditioner? Ain’t that for horses?” His question makes you want to scream. But luckily for you, Satori waltzes into the bathroom, your bloodstained, pink luggage in hand.
“Yer lucky Ma likes you,” He grumbles, putting up your suitcase on the sink next to your clean towel, “Anyways, let's open this sucker up, I wanna see what kinda panties you like to wear.”
Your face feels hot with mortification. What the hell is this guy talking about?! Before you can stop him, he’s unzipping your suitcase, exposing the contents to both of the men in the room. Dry blood covers Satori’s hands, so when he reaches out to touch your clothes, your entire body is completely rigid. He rifles through the bag, putting your makeup bag off to the side, along with your full sized shampoo, conditioner, face wash, body wash, and lotion. Your perfume and deodorant is also disregarded. But, when the creep started to dig underneath your cute clothes, quickly getting closer and closer to your panties and bras, you decide to step in.
“Satori, please don’t look at my underwear, it’s so embarrassing,” His wolfish grin makes you want to drown yourself in the toilet, but you try to stay strong.
“Why? Do ya have some slutty panties, pretty girl? Trynna hide ‘em from lil ‘ol me?” Just then, he grabs a pair of your drawers, yanking them out from underneath a pair of ripped jeans, “Oh, would ya look at that?” They’re a pastel pink lace, which matches the colour of your ruined shirt and pink heels that are tucked into your luggage, “Why don’t ya show me what colour you’re wearin’ right now?”
“What? No!” He’s on you within seconds, yanking down your skort, and leaving your pastel purple panties on full display to the two men. The redhead sucks in strangled breath, before staring up into your eyes with a perverted grin. Your skort is still halfway up your thighs, so you try to pull it back up, only to be stopped by your groper.
“Awe, how’d ya know my favourite colour is purple?” He wraps his arms around your upper thighs, hands settling just below your ass, allowing them to grip the fat now available to his grasp. You try to push him away, hands pressed against his chest, which is surprisingly muscular.
“Get off! Please don’t touch me like that!” You glance back at the silent green haired man, face expressing your panic, only to see him staring at you in awe, “Wakatoshi, please make him stop!” It takes a moment, but once he realises that you’re asking for help, he steps in.
“Satori,” The red head glances up at the giant, a look of annoyance present on his features, “That ain’t how you treat a lady.” Satori scoffs.
“Don’t give me that, Waka. I saw ya starin’ at her-”
“But I ain’t harassin’ her,” The brothers glare at each other for a heated moment, before the redhead finally releases you from his hold. Once free, you pull the skort back up, blocking your panties from their view.
“Fine, be that way, Waka. It ain’t my fault you ain’t man enough to take what you want,” He brushes shoulders with the green haired man as he makes his dramatic exit. A hefty sigh leaves the bulky man, as he turns his attention back onto you.
You shift uncomfortably under his strong gaze, “Thank you for your help. I really appreciate it,” He nods in acknowledgment, which leads you onto your next point, “Well, uh, I guess I’ll start to shower now. Would it be okay if I did it alone?” You didn’t want to offend him, so you tried to ask as nicely as humanly possible.
“Naw, Mama said we both needa get cleaned up,” He closes the door, before he starts to shuck off his button-up shirt. You yelp covering your eyes, before turning away from the stripping man.
“Wait, stop!” You no longer hear the sound of clothing shifting, letting you know that he’d stopped stripping for the time being, “We-we can’t shower together! Only couples do that.”
“Mama said yer gonna be our bride,” He continues to undress, the sound of his zipper alerts you that he’s almost finished stripping. You continue to cover your eyes, refusing to strip in front of the strange man who killed your friends.
Whilst you’re deep in thought, you don’t hear the murderer approach you. His large hands grasp the waistline of your skort, and yank the entire garment off of you, leaving you once again in your panties. This causes you to uncover your face, grasping at his grabby hands. This doesn’t stop him. He then grasps your blouse, practically tearing it off of you, leaving you in only your bra and panties.
“Stop it!” Wakatoshi doesn’t stop, in fact, he only speeds up. He pulls your bra off of your chest, sliding it off like a t-shirt. Your arms immediately wrap around your tits, trying in vain to block them from his gaze. You try to back away from him, but it only succeeds in backing you into the double sinks, “Wait! I’ll take off my panties, okay? Just start the shower, please.”
The green haired man looks at you suspiciously, but nods in understanding. He watches as you grab your soap, his back to the wall as he starts the water. He is not allowing you to run from this shower.
You hand him your soap, and as he sets it down (still staring at you, all the while), you sheepishly pull down your panties, leaving you completely naked. You then kick off your shoes and socks, exposing dry mud on your calves. Up until this point, you hadn’t looked anywhere but the large man’s face, yet, when you kicked off your undergarment, you finally noticed his nakedness. His large cock rests heavily against the inside of his thighs, and his muscles seem to writhe under his skin, making your face hot, as you quickly look away. What you didn’t realise, was that the large man was staring at your body with such hunger, that he was practically drooling. Wakatoshi has seen a lot of naked bodies, but yours had to be the most beautiful. He couldn’t help but want to run his hands all over your pretty skin.
Once your soap is in the shower, he grabs you by the hand, and pushes you into the warm stream of water. He goes in behind you, closing the curtain, which casts a darkness over the two of you. You try to move closer to the wall in front of you, not wanting to be in his way, only for him to grab you by the shoulders, and keep you in front of the water stream. The large man grabs your shampoo, pouring a bit too much in his hand, before setting down the bottle, and lathering it up. He messages the soap onto your scalp, effectively cleaning any mud or sweat from your hair. Wakatoshi tries to skip the conditioner, not seeing the need in it, but you practically force it into his hands. He doesn’t know how much to put on, leading him to put it not only on your ends, but also on the top of your head.
Throughout this entire time, you’ve kept your back towards him, not wanting him to see your naked body. So, once he is done smacking on your conditioner, you wash your face yourself, completely removing the makeup you had on beforehand. You go to wash your body, but the large man stops you, taking the bottle from your hands. He dumps the soap into his hand, before turning your front towards him. He sets the bottle down, and begins to clean you. He first washes your top half, hands moving with purpose. Large hands cup your breasts, rubbing your nipples with his thumbs. You try to push away his hands, but he holds strong, keeping his hands firmly against your body.
Your back is stock straight, as he trails his hands down your hips. He dips a hand down to your cunny, forcing it between your thighs, and brushing against your sensitive core. Wakatoshi rubs your pussy in slow circles, effectively cleaning you, whilst also riling you up. You bite your lip, trying to stop any noise from escaping you. That’s when he began to clean your ass, making you jump in surprise, which causes more pressure to be laid upon your throbbing clit. A small moan escapes you, which makes the large man pause. He doesn’t say anything, finishing up your cleaning as fast as humanly possible.
You rinse your body off, face warm with mortification, but when you move to leave the shower, he stops you, “Ain’t ya gonna wash me?” His hands hold your hips, keeping you firmly in place. You want to tell him to fuck off, but since he hasn’t tried to butcher you yet, you nod yes. Wakatoshi turns you around, forcing you to face him. He looks a little confused, as he is able to see your face without the pink sparkles you had on earlier, “Ya look better without that makeup crap. I know Mama says it makes women feel pretty, but ya don’ need it,” At this point, you don’t know whether to be offended or not, but you just nod in understanding.
He stares at you a moment longer, before reaching down, and handing you his 2-in-1 shampoo. You clumsily grab the full bottle, flicking it open, and pouring a decent amount into the palm of your hand. It smells like a sixth grader hallway- just straight up axe. It’s almost so strong that you choke on your own spit. The large man removes the bottle from your grasp, allowing you to lather the thick soap in your hands. Once you deem it good enough, you reach for the large man’s head, but just barely skim the fringe of his hair. Pursing your lips in mild annoyance, you motion for him to lean down, “Please lower your head, I can’t reach you,” He immediately leans forward, as if to bow towards you, allowing you to scrub at his scalp with ease. Your pretty pink nails feel great against his scalp, causing him to lean onto you with a grunt. You try to love anywhere but him, as you continue to wash his hair, red and brown quickly going down the drain. Because of him leaning on you, you’ll probably have to rewash your body.
You lightly push him into the spot you were in previously, allowing him to be directly under the spray of water. He’s almost too tall for the shower head, the scene leaving you gawking slightly. Just how tall is this guy?
Once he deems his hair clear of soap, he steps back out of the spray, leans around you to grab the body wash, and all but forces it into your hands. The off-brand body wash is called ‘man musk,’ which makes you want to projectile vomit. Where the hell did they get this crap? Flicking open the bodywash, you’re met with another bout of axe smell, but this is somehow more potent. You give a small cough, as you pour a large amount into your hand, placing the bottle back on the other side of the tub.You lather up the soap once more, before beginning to awkwardly wash the large man. You start with his upper half, rubbing his arms, armpits, and bare chest. He has no chest hair at all, which makes cleaning the dirt off of him easier. When you get to his muscular abdomen, you become a bit anxious. You have no idea how to wash a man, and he’s looking at you as if you should know everything about him.
You decide to wash his legs before even attempting his no-no square, once again looking anywhere but him. When you finish that, you clear your throat, immediately getting the green haired man’s attention, “I-uhm, I don’t know how to clean the rest of you, so-” Wakatoshi grabs your hands, yanking you forward until you’re touching his heavy cock. He makes you grab onto him with a firm grip, pulling back his foreskin, before using your other hand to rub him. The hand that rubs him is then used to clean his heavy ball sack. Once he deems his cock clean, he uses the hand that once held his cock to clean his ass. The entire time, your body is stiff in mortification. This man just used your hands to clean his cock and ass. What the fuck?!
Once you have your hands back, you grab your body wash, dump a small amount in your hand, and begin to wash your hands and any body part that might have gotten dirty by washing his hair. He watches you with mild interest.
“We’ll wash me first, next time. I didn’t realise yer such a clean freak,” He didn’t sound judgemental, but he didn’t necessarily sound understanding either. You nod in response, as he shuts off the water, and hops out of the shower. He grabs his towel that was hanging on the wall, drying himself off, before typing the towel around his waist. His hair is still wet, but you assume that he’ll wipe it off later. The green haired man then grabs your towel, holding it open for you to step into. Moving out onto the bathmat, he immediately wraps you tightly in the soft towel. He holds you close to himself, seemingly trying to keep you warm.
You begin to rub the soft fabric against you, drying yourself off body part by body part, until all you needed to do was dry your hair. But, with the way the large man is just staring at you, you really don’t want to expose your nude body to him again, “Can I put on my clothes now?” He shakes his head no, before going to your luggage, scooping up the things Satori took out earlier, and chucking it back in. He closes it up, setting it down on the ground, and pulling up the handle. Rolling it towards the door, he pushes it open, beckoning you forward.
You follow after him, grasping your towel tightly to your chest. The large man leads you to, what you assume is, his room. Once inside, you’re both met with a surprise; Satori and their mother are in his room. The woman is ordering the red head around, changing the green haired man’s sheets, and cleaning out a few unused drawers.
“Ma, why does he get her? I’m older than ‘im, so shouldn’t eldest-”
“Shut your mouth, boy. This’ the exact reason you ain’t gettin’ her. Wakatoshi’s always obedient, always doin’ what he’s supposed to. That’s why he gets the pretty girl to himself.”
“Ain’t you say we’re supposed to share?”
“Yes I did, but you ain’t gettin’ her first, ya hear? Now go clean your room, boy, ain’t no girl wanna roll around in filth,” The red head turns around to go to his own room, only to catch sight of the two of you.
He glares at the large man, fists clenched at his sides, “Yer one lucky son-of-a-gun. Ma says you get her first,” He looks at your scared form, a wolfish grin suddenly appearing on his face, “But once I get my hands on her? We’re gonna have a fun time, right pretty girl?” You don’t say anything, too scared to say something wrong. He cackles at your lack of response, relishing in your discomfort, “No need to be scared, I ain’t gonna hurt ya…. Much.”
Their mother approaches the redhead from behind, grabbing him by the ear and shaking, “You ain’t gon’ do nothing but clean yer room, smartass,” She then turns towards Wakatoshi and you, an uncharacteristic smile on her normally frowning face, “Now you two go ahead. I know sex before marraige ain’t Godly, but there ain’t no priest around, and we’ve been needin’ more farmhands.”
You feel like throwing up- did this woman just tell her son that he’s ‘allowed’ to have his way with you? What mother does that?!
She drags Satori out, who’s damn near screaming in fury over the fact that the green haired man was given the go ahead to fuck you.
Ignoring them, he closes the door behind him, before rolling your luggage to the now clean dresser. He opens a drawer, pulls out a first aid kit, and motions for you to sit on the bed, “We never cleaned yer wounds.”
Deciding that infection is worth letting him touch you, you lay chest first onto the bed. The towel covers you enough that your pussy isn’t out in the open, but shows enough that the scrapes on the top of your thighs are easily visible. You hear him open the plastic container, pulling out alcohol wipes and bandaids. He tears open a wipe, placing a large hand on your thigh to keep you still, and begins to swipe it over your wounds. You let out a hiss of pain, but don’t move to stop him.
It hurts quite badly, but once he smacks on the last bandaid, you can’t really complain.
“Thank you,” You rasp out, moving off the bed to stand on your feet. Maybe if you ignore his mothers comments, nothing will come of it. Moving towards the end of the bed, you try to stand up, only for him to push you back down.
His large hands flip you over, forcing you to face him. He straddles your waist, his towel falling, causing his hard cock to weigh down against your own towel. You put your hands up, trying to push him away, only for him to grab your wrists and pin them beside you.
“What are you doing?” You sound scared, which causes the green haired man to frown.
“You heard Mama, she said it’s ok,” You shake your head no, trying to fight him. You thrash your body, trying to get him off of you, but to no avail, “Stop it, Yer gonna hurt yourself.”
“Please don’t do this! You already killed my friends, and I can’t-“ He used his elbow to keep one of your hands down, whilst he grabs your face with his now free hand. His grip on your jaw stops you from continuing with your pleas.
“They ain’t yer friends, they left ya fer dead,” He grunts out, “No friend makes ya go by yerself, now yer here with us, and I’m gonna treat ya right.”
He untucks your towel, pushing it open to allow him to see your body. His horse cock now rests heavily against your stomach, dripping precum against your soft skin. Using his knees, he’s able to spread your legs, allowing him easy access to your pretty cunny. Your legs now rest around his hips, as he handlessly tries to rub his cock head against your opening.
You whimper at the feeling, knowing that you’re not nearly wet enough for him to slide in comfortably. You once again try to struggle out of his hold, but it’s to no avail, “Wakatoshi, please- I’m not ready for you, it’s going to hurt really badly,” He tilts his head in confusion, not understanding what you mean, “Uhm, vaginas become wet when aroused, but because I’m, uhm, not, you’d hurt me by just going in.”
He eases up slightly, moving backwards a bit so he can see the entirety of your lower half. Releasing your hands and face, he grabs your thighs, dragging your hips up until they’re eye level. He leans in close, as if your coochie would speak to him, “How do ya make it wet?” You feel absolutely mortified, but it’s better than him just slamming into you.
“So, there’s something called a clit, if you rub it-“
“What it look like?” At this point, you’d rather die than continue, but it’s too late. You raise your hand, and point at your clit.
“This is what it looks like,” He nods, staring at your pussy like he was unlocking the knowledge of sex. He holds one of your legs on his bicep, allowing him to reach down and swipe his thumb against your bundle of nerves. Your entire body jumps at the feeling, spurring the green haired man on. The Rough pad of his thumb clumsily rubs against you in small circles, causing a sweet moan to escape your lips. Taking this with stride, he starts to add more pressure to his ministrations, taking note of the dribble of slick starting to drip out of you.
Your moans grow louder as you start to approach your orgasm, only to gasp when he swaps his thumb for his hot mouth. His lips latch onto your clit with such force, that you squirt all over his face. A small help leaves your mouth at the sheer amount of pleasure you’re feeling. Your head throws back, as he starts to tongue his way into your tight hole, slurping up your dripping juices like a man thirsty. He uses his two thumbs to hold your pussy open, as he continues to lick over your sopping cunny.
Following his movements, you start to grind against his face. The large man doesn’t stop you, your clit grazing against his nose, as he continues to make your cunny as sloppy as humanly possible. More loud moans escape your mouth, as you come to a second orgasm, once again exploding on the large man’s face and tongue.
You try to push him away, feeling overstimulated, but he ignores you, continuing to slurp up your yummy juices, “Wakatoshi, please! It’s too much-“ You grab him by his hair, effectively pulling him away, and making him growl like a damn animal.
“Ya taste good, don’ make me stop,” He kisses the arm that’s currently got his hair, trying in vain to convince you to let him continue.
“No, I’m too sensitive,” He grunts in response, shaking your hand out of his hair. Pulling you closer, he sets your hips back down, allowing his cock to rest against your soaked pussy.
“‘M gonna fuck a baby into ya,” Panic fills your chest, as you try to move away.
“No, no babies!” A grin finally makes its way onto his handsome face, as he pushes your legs over his shoulders.
“You’ll make a good Mommy, I just know ya will,” With that, he grabs his fat cock, and forces his cock into your pretty pussy. You let out a shrill scream, his horse cock practically tearing you apart. He’d pushed himself in in one swift motion, practically filling you to the brim.
He doesn’t let you rest for a moment, not understanding that you’re not ready for his harsh thrusts.
Bucking at full force, he starts to fuck you like a mad man. His balls slap your ass at top speed, causing wet sounding smacks to be heard all throughout the room. The Monster above you growls and grunts like an animal, his form covering yours. His hands hold down your arms, as he starts to suck and bite at your neck and chest. His hips, with every connection, rubs against your clit deliciously, turning his painful thrusts into an orgasmic fuck.
“Atta Girl, your pussy feels like Heaven,” He kisses you on the lips, muffling your cute moans. His hips buck into yours in fast paced thrusts, hitting your g-spot every time. That, coupled with his constant rubs against your clit, causes you to cum again, juices squirting out over the two of you. The feeling of you tightening up has him following in quick succession, his mouth leaving yours to let out a chest rattling groan, “Fuck, yer so pretty, I hope our babies look like their Mama.”
When he comes it feels like nothing you’ve ever felt before. It’s so thick and warm, that it feels like you just drank some hot tea, and you can’t help the small moan that escapes you at the feeling.
The large man stays inside of you, relishing the feeling of your wonderful cunny around him. He’s so glad you separated from your friends; if it weren’t for that, he wouldn’t have you in his muscular arms.
Whilst you’re catching your breath, you realise what he’d just done. He’d cum inside of you without a care in the world, but luckily, you just recently got an IUD implanted, meaning, there’s no way he or his crazy brother could baby trap you. With that thought in mind, you lay back bonelessly, allowing him to cuddle into your tits.
“I’m so happy Mama let us keep ya, I’ll make sure to treat ya right. Don’t worry about Satori, I’ll make sure he ain’t mess ya up or nothin’,” He grabs your hand, kissing the top of it like a gentleman, “You’ll probably cook and clean, the farm ain’t no place for a lady. Just put on some pretty outfits fer me and Satori, and we’ll be putty in yer hands.”
You nod in response, allowing your body to rest from the rough fucking the large man just gave you.
You still haven’t met their other brother, and you hope you never have to. Hopefully you’re able to stay away from the meat, maybe if you pretend you’re vegetarian they’ll leave you alone.
But, that’s a worry for a later time.
Right now, all you want to do is sleep.
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How would Iwaizumi, Ushijima, and Bokuto tame a usually dom s/o turned BRATTY MF SUB? I love your writing sm 👁👄👁
Ohohohohoho~ I like this >:) also I’ve already written something VERY similar to this about Iwaizumi so I’ll just link that post for you
NSFW UNDER DA CUT!
Ushijima
It’s known that Waka bear isn’t a very vocal person, but he gives off this energy that SCREAMS “I’ll fuck you until you can’t feel your legs”
this also comes in play with the situation where their usual wanna-be dominate s/o suddenly goes full on bratty sub
It was bad enough that you didn’t listen in the past, but now?? Oh this was so much worse
Whenever he’d ask you to stop squirming, you just squirmed more
whenever he’d ask you to toot your ass just a little bit higher, you’d do the opposite
It’s hard to do it, but you actually made ushi aggravated
“What’s so hard to understand about what I’m saying? Is your goal to aggravate me?” “mm.. I haven’t decided yet!~”
the thing is, when it comes to Ushijima you don’t really have to act bratty
You could literally just tell him what you want and he’ll make sure he delivers it just the way you like
but if you don’tttt he’ll just fuck you the way he wants to, which is most of the time the way you like it to be
“Instead of acting like this, tell me what you want, (y/n)” “I don’t know, what do you think?” You’d say with a wag of your ass
“You must want to be punished”
and that’s exactly what he’s gonna do
He’ll have you on your back with your legs pinned to your chest before you can even say “ Daddy”
He’ll start off by teasing you, only to get back at you for earlier, by barely skimming his fingers over your sopping heat and putting slight pressure on your clit every once in awhile
However, even if you make the slightest movement, he’ll stop
“Be patient, (y/n).”
After a few moments of him just barely touching you, he’ll dip his head down close enough to where you can feel his warm breath on your folds
Oh this boy gives the best head. Your first time with him was a disappointment but now he knows your pretty little cunt inside AND out
Although his dick is good enough, his tongue is just the extra cherry on top when it comes to sex
You’d be so excited you wouldn’t be able to help but whine
“Toshi please~~~” “what did I just say? Keep whining and I’ll restrain myself from pleasing you”
Yea that shut you up real quick
You looked at him with determined eyes and noticed how the slightest smirk was spread across his lips
HE knew what he was doing smh
All it took was one long lick of his wet muscle to make you shake
You didn’t even realize how turned on you were just from him barely touching you
At LAST, he finally started eating you like a fresh piece of watermelon on a hot summer day in Texas (I’m sorry not really lolll)
He knows the right amount of pressure to apply and how fast he should pump his fingers or tongue in you
I call him the Clit-Man cause he’ll abuse your little bean until you can’t stop your body from spasming
the way he’s groaning and growling doesn’t help either
When he eats you out, expect over-stimulation to a point your brain is pudding
everything about the situation is so hot like come on now, Waka going down on you but never breaking eye contact like yes please
This is your punishment and you better sit there and take it.
When you’ve came at least a good 2-3 times is when Toshi would stop
Don’t think you’re getting any dick though, especially with how aggravating you were. no no bad girls don’t get dick
You’re gonna have to suck him off though and make sure you clean up when you’re done
You’ll get dick later though if you say pretty please : )
“Wakatoshi pleaseee!!~~~ I want to feel you inside of me!” You whined as you plopped your head onto his lap. He looked down at you with his same stoic expression, but his eyes were different,” You were bad.”
You dragged his hand up to cup your face before letting his thumb slip between your lips, licking it before giving it a slight suck. Eye contact was never broken and you saw the corner of his mouth twitch. Got him.
“Don’t think you’re going to be awake after this.”
I would definitely want ushijima to put me to sleep. im js
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Uncovering a Mayan mystery
A summertime dream destination for many is Disneyland. For archaeologists and adventurers alike, their dreams lay hidden deep in the jungles of Guatemala. This past summer, Bloomsburg University student Arianna Ambrosio joined the few given an opportunity to achieve such a dream.
Working under Bloomsburg University anthropology professor Damien Marken and Guatemalan archaeologist Damaris Menendez, a discoverer of the ancient Royal Snake Lord Tomb, the anthropology major spent her summer excavating an ancient Maya household in archeologists’ goldmine of El Peru-Waka’, Peten Guatemala.
Although leaving family and the norms of everyday life behind to live in tent houses buried in remote jungles for months was a daunting suggestion, Ambrosio was confident it would all be worth it in the end. After taking a class on the Aztecs and Maya, her interest in that region of the world had peaked and nothing short of experiencing it herself would satisfy that itch.
From the first day she arrived, Ambrosio was fully immersed in Guatemalan life.
“Living in the jungle was definitely the best, the strangest, and most challenging all at once,” Ambrosio said.
“I loved waking up every day to the loud sounds and wildlife of the jungle, and seeing monkeys in the trees on my 20-minute hike to work every day, even the creepy crawlies like the tarantula that liked to hangout outside my tent or the lizards that would run away from me on my way to the bathroom,” she recalled.
During her time in Guatemala, Ambrosio said she “worked with local workers and got to learn from them not only about the archeology, but about the jungle and the local culture, which is everything to an anthropologist.”
The anthropology student said “there were the expected stares of being a foreigner and the language barrier, but that wasn’t so bad. I almost liked experiencing all these new things at once from an outsider’s perspective, but I learned quickly how some things never change cross culturally
Ambrosio said that during the time she spent in the jungle, “I became friends with local Guatemalans and learned so much Spanish.”
“Being Hispanic, it meant the world to connect with that side of my own heritage.”
When she wasn’t working, Ambrosio was using her time off to sight-see and indulge her hunger of curiosity.
“I loved being able to visit other sites and learn from other professionals in the field while seeing beautiful architecture and structures that were thousands of years old,” she said.
“Visiting other parts of the country on our days off was so valuable to me, I loved being able to see Tikal most of all.” Tikal is an ancient Maya citadel that was once one of the most powerful kingdoms of an ancient empire.
Ambrosio said, “I was able to experience so many beautiful ruins in the country and was able to learn about the archeological community.”
She was even given the chance to visit Naranjo, a place she described as “a hidden gem in the jungle that contains an intricately reconstructed palace that you can climb on and experience without limitations, including a view of the jungle top that was incredible.”
After being given the opportunity to explore and experience the life of an archaeologist, Ambrosio has clarity in what she wants to do after Bloomsburg University.
The anthropology major said that the trip “gave me the means of knowing where to point my career and how to do it. I also learned a plethora of different specializations within the field of archeology that I could potentially point my interest in. Most of all, it taught me so much about archeology and gave me the possibility and flexibility to pursue archeology as a career full time.”
Ambrosio stated “the experience gave me everything I needed to excel in archeology, not only at Bloomsburg University, but to get involved with the professional world. Not only did it give me enthusiasm for my future in archeology, it showed me what it’s going to take to pursue this career and where I can end up in the future.”
Overall, she determined that “there are some things you can’t understand about a place until you have fully dedicated and immersed yourself into the culture and the area.”
Ambrosio’s summer trip to Guatemala put her in a world unlike anything she had ever experienced and pulled her away from everything she had ever gotten used to, but she says “I’ve come to realize the opportunities and experience I have had and will have make everything worth it.”
The data collected by Arianna Ambrosio over the summer will be used by the Waka’ Archaeological Project in junction with National Geographic to reorganize the chronology of the Mayan development.
— Kelsey Jones, physics major
Summer 2019 (May-August)
Damien Marken continued his research as director of the Waka' Archaeological Project (PAW) in Guatemala. Accompanying him in the jungle doing fieldwork this summer were two Bloomsburg URSCA recipients, Arianna Ambrosio and Bailey Gemberling, as well as alum Zac Cooper '16. Ambrosio assisted Marken and Guatemalan archaeologist Damaris Menendez excavating a household of crafting artisans in the hinterlands of the ancient Maya city of El Peru-Waka', Peten, Guatemala, while Gemberling and Cooper continued the ground verification of a recent LiDAR survey of the region.
Following the May-June field season, two additional BU students, Abigail Cruz and Andrew Miller, and another alum, Emily Haney '18, now a master’s student in archaeology at Brandeis University, joined the team in the PAW lab house in Guatemala City along with graduate students from Tulane University and Yale University and faculty from Tyler Junior College in Texas, the College of Wooster in Ohio, and the Dallas Museum of Art.
There the students were trained in the analysis of archaeological ceramics and completed a massive addition to the PAW ceramic database. Not only will these data be invaluable for PAW researchers reconstructing the occupational chronology and economic organization of the ancient city, they will also serve as the basis for presentations and future research by the students themselves.
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A Whole New Level with Sahara, Tom Morello, and Anne Marie
Where are we in the world? Here’s getting back to writing and sharing an optimistic view of overcoming various hindrances in life and holding back in this time of pandemic. We’re fortunate enough to be back and now ready to give out some music news and at the same time staying healthy despite the impacts of Covid-19. We’re grateful for this opportunity and still we continue to pray for everyone’s safety around the globe.
It seems very timely that we have received this request to feature these three artists namely American singer Sahara, Rock & Roll icon and two-time Grammy winner Tom Morello and English singer Anne Marie.
Sahara Revives Jaya’s hit single ‘Dahil Ba Sa Kanya’
Sahara, renowned locally as the American Anthem Diva and the official singer for minor league NASCAR events, is full of admiration for OPM artists like Jaya, Regine Velasquez-Alcasid, Kyla, and Charice.
She has expressed her excitement in launching her solo career out of her lifelong love for OPM and Filipino culture.
"I want to be among the greatest singers in the world singing the most beautiful music in the world, for me that's the Philippines and OPM, of course. But even more so, It’s the quality of the vocalists and musicians. Even in Las Vegas, many of the best musicians are Filipinos and I’m blessed to be close to them and be able to work with them. I also consider Filipina vocalists to be some of the best in the world and I want to challenge myself and be among them."
Her cover of ‘Dahil Ba Sa Kanya’ officially marked her debut as a solo artist. It’s a phenomenal take on the Jaya hit original. Sahara’s unique, incredible delivery is soulful and resonates with many. You ache along with her voice as she delivers the lines “Dahil nga ba sa kanya / Nakalimutan mo aking sinta / Ang sabi mo noon hanggang wakas / Tayong dal'wa ay magsasama / Dahil nga ba sa kanya / Naririto ako't nag-iisa / Pag-ibig mo sa akin ba'y naglaho na.”
Sahara said learning ‘Dahil Ba Sa Kanya’ made her truly fall in love with OPM and Tagalog. "The language is such an integral part of the music. So much meaning and emotion in so few words. It’s truly beautiful."
Known as a world-class, classically trained singer, Sahara said singing Tagalog (OPM) songs are very challenging compared to other foreign (language) songs. "Definitely harder. There are several sounds that aren’t common in other languages. Especially the “ng” sound in words like 'tanging'".
And while she can belt out expertly in English, Spanish, French, Italian and German, Sahara loves Tagalog for the unique way it expresses emotions and meaning. "Why I love singing in Tagalog? It's the passion. So much passion. A single word can express so much joy or sorrow, and as an emotional artist it’s very fulfilling. To be honest, the passion in OPM is missing in so much of modern Western music. The world could learn something from OPM. I can’t imagine singing anything else."
For the meantime, Sahara is currently working on a soft album of original OPM with some of the best Filipino composers and arrangers.
For Sahara, she's just happy to have everyone supporting her music journey since the beginning.
"Salamat! Thank you! We have some fans who have been following for years even when we were only posting karaoke videos, and their support has meant everything. And then there were only a handful of people who heard me sing in Tagalog live for the first time, and it was their reaction that gave me the confidence and courage to record it. They changed my life. More so, we feel like the fans we have - and I hope my future fans - believe in the power of music. No matter what language or genre it is."
Sahara’s debut single ‘Dahil Ba Sa Kanya’ is now available on Spotify, YouTube Music, Apple Music, and other digital streaming platforms worldwide.
Tom Morello releases new single ‘Driving to Texas’ featuring Phantogram
Tom Morello is widely known as a barrier-breaking guitarist who continues to push the limits and prove the transformative power of music. Throughout his remarkable career, Morello has collaborated with everyone from Wu Tang Clan to Johnny Cash.
On The Atlas Underground Fire, as he did in 2018’s The Atlas Underground, Morello took a path into new sonic territory with the project’s breadth of talented collaborators, thus transforming his sound. With his guitar leading the way, Morello continues to create powerful alloys of different genres.
“I’d worked with Josh from Phantogram on my first Atlas Underground album and I was thrilled when he and Sarah reached out about collaborating on this record. This song is creepy as hell - a dark journey, a struggle for a tortured soul. The guitar solo needed to feel like a vengeful angel who has come down to decide the fate of the protagonist. Will they descend into the abyss or will they find redemption?
‘Driving To Texas,’ really shows the breadth of the music you’ll hear on this record. Sarah has one of the most haunting and beautiful voices of anyone singing today and Josh’s production is stylistically so fresh and eerie,” said Tom Morello.
Morello, the co-founder of Rage Against The Machine, Audioslave, and Prophets of Rage will release this forthcoming album The Atlas Underground Fire on October 15 by Mom + Pop Music. The album’s first single was the classic rock AC/DC rock anthem “Highway to Hell” featuring Morello, Bruce Springsteen and Eddie Vedder which debuted at #1 on Classic Rock radio.
Featuring a jaw-dropping cast of collaborators including Bruce Springsteen, Eddie Vedder, Chris Stapleton, Mike Posner, Damian Marley, and more, Morello’s insane guitar playing will be on full display taking the instrument into the future and forging an alternative/rock/EDM masterpiece with all-time legends and cutting-edge firebrands.
Anne Marie drops brand new single ‘Kiss My (Uh Oh)’ with Little Mix
Anne-Marie has released her highly anticipated new album ‘Therapy,’ an inspiration from the girls’ joint love of the movie, Bridesmaids. The official video for ‘Kiss My (Uh Oh)’ was directed by Hannah Lux Davis, sees Anne-Marie in character as a bride-to-be who embarks on her hen-do overseas alongside her bridesmaids that include Little Mix’s Perrie, Leigh-Anne, and Jade. Brimming with laughter and chaos, the video trails the group of friends living life to the full, albeit without the pregnant Perrie and Leigh-Anne, who retire for the night before the real evening of partying begins for Anne-Marie, Jade and the rest of the crew.
A long-awaited collaboration that’s generated huge excitement amongst both Anne-Marie and Little Mix fanbases, ‘Kiss My (Uh Oh)’ has all the ingredients to become the break-up anthem of summer ’21.
Sampling Lumidee’s early 00’s R&B classic ‘Never Leave You (Uh Oh)’, the slick production and all-out, empowering track documents the liberating feeling that comes with walking away from a toxic relationship
It’s a narrative that has seen protagonist Anne-Marie earning huge success following the releases of ‘Ciao Adios’, ‘FRIENDS’ and ‘Alarm’. Anne-Marie co-wrote the track with Kamille (Little Mix, Headie One) and production from Lewis Thompson (David Guetta, Joel Corry) alongside Mojam (Summer Walker, Aitch).
With five UK Top 10 hits, five billion streams and a swarm of platinum-selling releases, Anne-Marie’s remarkable vocal range and every woman candour has made her one of the biggest artists on the planet. As she prepares to reach a whole new level with the release of her eagerly anticipated second album ‘Therapy,’ Anne-Marie celebrated its release by playing a global livestream show last August 7th.
Joined by her full live band, and set to feature dazzling visual production, the livestream will see Anne-Marie perform the entirety of her new album live and in-full for the first time, all delivered in stunning 4K resolution and Dolby Atmos sound via ON AIR’s brand-new, cutting-edge streaming platform.
“I cannot wait to a very special performance of my new album ‘Therapy’ for you all. I’ve missed performing so much and this is the closest thing we are going to get at the moment! So, I have to imagine you all in my mind and that you’re there with me, singing every lyric. We’re going to go on a rollercoaster rider of emotions, so don’t hold back! LET IT OUT!! Scream, shout, dance, cry and smile. I can’t wait.” says Anne-Marie.
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