#basic commands for puppies

[lunaetis]

if i disappeared for a few days, pls know i've been taking care of a land cloud.

[doggydosand0]

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[thisloveforyourmom]

THEY UNLEASHED THE COMPUTER PUPPY ON AN EVIL AI OVERLORD

[hoonstqr]

DUMB PUPPY | S.JY

warnings ; smut! mdni! hair pulling, virgin jake, step-cest, experienced reader, oral(f! & m!), the tiniest age-gap(3 years), usage of petnames such as noona, baby, praise kink. 𝔳𝖺𝗆𝔭𝗂𝗋𝖾 𝔟𝗂𝗍𝖾𝔰 : i have an insane corruption kink for him and its so fucking bad ughh. this was also previously named as purple lace bra(if u've seen the post i made about it). reblog to support :)

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the first thought that came to your mind when you first met your new younger step brother was to ruin him.

the way he blushes when you catch him off guard, the way his eyes widen when you enter the room, the way he calls you ‘noona’ with just the right mix of shyness and respect. it makes you want to own him, to corrupt him, to turn him into your little pet, your pup.

you decide to start with the basics, making him watch as you touch yourself in front of him, his cheeks burning red as he tries to look away. “baby,"” you coo, “don't you want to see what makes noona feel good?” you purr, stroking your finger along his jaw until he reluctantly nods.

his eyes are glued to your hand as you play with your panties, the fabric growing damp from your arousal. your heart races as you watch his pupils dilate, his breathing becoming shallow. “you like this, don’t you?” you tease, leaning in to whisper in his ear.

his nod is almost imperceptible, but the way his body tenses up tells you everything you need to know. you smirk, feeling a thrill of power as you push his boundaries further. you pull his face closer to your wetness, making him inhale your musky scent. “you can lick it, if you want,” you murmur, your voice dripping with desire.

his eyes dart to yours, full of confusion and need. he’s never done anything like this before, you can see it in the way he fidgets. but you don’t care. you want to break him in, to make him crave you, only you. “please, noona,” he whispers. you can feel his cock pressing against your thigh.

you push his head down, gripping his hair firmly. “yes, baby,” you say, “do it. make noona feel good.” you feel his hot breath on your pussy, and your grip tightens as you force his face into your wetness. his tongue tentatively touches you, and you let out a soft gasp. he’s so new to this, so clumsy, but it’s endearing.

his movements become more urgent as you guide him, showing him how to lick and suck. you can feel yourself getting wetter, his inexperience only adding to the thrill. “good boy,” you praise him, stroking his hair as he obeys your every command. your other hand slides down to cup his chin, pushing it harder against your clit.

you moan, the sound echoing through the room as your body starts to quiver. your eyes are half-closed, lost in the pleasure of his tentative touches. “fuck, baby,” you breathe, “you're going to make noona cum.” his tongue flicks against you faster, and your hips begin to rock against his face.

his hands grip your thighs tightly, urging you closer, and you can feel his own arousal straining against his pants. your nails dig into his scalp as you guide him, the sensation of his hair between your fingers adding to the intensity.

his breath is hot and ragged against your skin, his cheeks red with both embarrassment and excitement. the room fills with the sound of his eager slurps and your moans of pleasure. “fuck, yes,” you pant, feeling yourself get closer and closer to the edge.

you look down at him, his eyes watering slightly from your grip but never leaving your own. “right there,” you instruct, “keep going, baby.” your voice is hoarse with lust as you push his head even closer, grinding your pussy against his mouth.

his tongue swirls around your clit, and you can’t help but tighten your hold on his hair, pulling slightly as you feel your orgasm building. “shit, i'm coming,” his eyes widen in surprise when you come, your juices spilling over his lips and chin.

his breathing is erratic, matching the pulsing of your pussy against his mouth. you let go of his hair, and he pulls back, his eyes glazed with lust. “good boy,” you murmur, stroking his cheek. “now, it's your turn.”

you reach for his pants, unbuttoning them with ease and pulling out his hard shaft. “so big,” you whisper, stroking it gently. “do you want noona to suck on it?” he nods, his breath hitching in his throat.

you lean in and lick the precum off the tip of his cock, savoring the salty taste. “you taste so good, baby,” you moan, taking him fully into your mouth. his hands find their way into your hair, gripping tight as you bob your head up and down.

his hips jerk slightly, and you feel his cock throb with each stroke of your tongue. “noona,” he whimpers, his voice filled with need. you look up, meeting his eyes, and then down again, taking him deeper, feeling the heat of his desire in every pulse against your tongue.

his grip on your hair tightens, and you can feel his body tense up. “are you going to cum for noona?” you ask, your voice low and sultry. he nods, his eyes never leaving yours as he watches you take control. you suck harder, your cheeks hollowing out, your hand playing with his balls, feeling them tighten.

his breathing is harsh, and you know he's close. you swirl your tongue around the head of his cock, feeling him pulse in your mouth. “y-yeah,” he whispers, his voice breaking. you suck harder, feeling his orgasm building, the taste of him on your tongue making you wetter.

his hips buck, and he comes with a strangled groan, filling your mouth with his hot cum. you swallow it down, savoring the moment, feeling powerful as he trembles beneath you. his hands loosen their grip on your hair, and he collapses back onto the bed, panting heavily.

you give his cock one last gentle suck before releasing it with a wet pop, his cum glistening on your lips. “see baby,” you say with a wicked smile, “that wasn’t so bad, was it?” his face is flushed, a mix of embarrassment and satisfaction.

“next time, we’ll do something even more fun.”

[srjaat]

7 most important dog commands

[beloveds-embrace]

Roomate!AU thoughts - they get worried about you when they're away on deployment, especially after a night where someone broke into the apartment (thankfully you were staying at a friends working on a group project for college) and they saw on the cameras that they didnt take anything from the house. It meant only one thing, they were there to hurt you. They're protectiveness goes up tenfold from what it already was, telling you to stay at your friends for the week bevause they would be home then and make sure you were never alone. When the come back, they move immediately to a place with a better security system and a higher police presence. They also get you a dog, a 10 week old Malinois puppy that they start training as a guard and personal protection dog for you to keep them safe when they're away. They love watching you with the pup, taking care of it as if it was your child, and love watching you on the cameras all cuddled up with the dog on the sofa, peace on their heart knowing they have something there to keep you safe while their away

Wait omg yes?? They are away on deployment but they are absolutely sending you a text to check on you ever hour and if not them, it’s Laswell who does. You’ve been given strict, actual orders to not leave your friend’s house and your friend has been given even stricter orders to stay with you and neither one is about to disobey them now lol

“Your roommates are scary,” she tells you, shivering. But pats your shoulder. “Good for you, though. I wouldn’t have let you go back, anyways. Not safe at all.”

The week passes like that, and when they return, they don’t take you back to the old apartment to stay. They take you there to help you pack up your shit because in that week, they’ve already bought a new apartment with better security and even closer to the station and your college and they don’t even let you stress about what it means for you and your rent- “It’ll stay the same, love. Don’t worry your pretty head.”

They don’t let you worry about the person who broke in, either. Johnny and Simon come back one night from what you assumed must’ve been a date night, but they kind of smell metallic like blood when they join you on the couch and snuggle you between them.

You aren’t stupid. But… if anything, you honestly find the implications hot. As hot as it was watching Kyle install new cameras and sensors and give you a forehead kiss when you just stood there nice and pretty in your attempts of being helpful. As hot as it was watching John basically command the building’s security around, holding you close to him with his arm.

Also- yes to the puppy 🥹 you get to name her and she adores you, little paws constantly clicking on the floor as she follows you and a nose pressed to your legs. She takes wonderfully to her training, and obeys all her commands and you even got to see how she tore one one of the training equipment.

And they love watching you with her, be it through the cameras or actually there with you. It’s nice to see you so happy and content, either napping with the puppy in your arms or playing around the apartment with her, or curled on the couch with her tucked against you.

They didn’t let their guard down, though. Even if they took care of the intruder. They would never risk you getting hurt, or anything happening to you.

Never.

[clockwayswrites]

Dead on MAYn '25 Day 2: Bonus Day: "When were you going to tell me that we were married?"

It was crowded. Which, as annoying as it was, made sense. The King of the Infinite Realms and a selection of his cabinet were arriving today. Apparently, the king was finally ready to talk about that whole fuck up with the GIW, the government, and the war that had nearly happened.

Apparently, the King also saw it as a good time for the two sides to mingle and get to know each other. The thought of a multidimensional party did pretty good at drawing a crowd. Hal couldn’t talk, he was there for the free booze.

Well, and because Barry made him come.

On the damn dot, a tear in the air appeared: a diagonal purple splash. It split and tore into a glowing green portal. King Phantom and his ranks stood just on the other side. It wasn’t everyone who stepped through.

King Phantom led the procession, of course. His crown of swirling galaxies barely cleared the edge of the portal. His cloak of stars just brushed the ground. He was flanked by another ghost, one who looked remarkably like him, though the hair was bluer and a red-headed woman who looked remarkable human, other than the green glow to her eyes. A multi-armed giantress, furry being Hal could only think to call a yeti, and a hooded figure followed.

Once the group was through the portal, it snapped closed. The tear remained. A quick out if it was needed, Hal figured.

“Greetings, King Phantom and friends,” Wounder Woman called boisterously, “to Mount Justice! The Justice League and its allies are honored to welcome you all here today.”

The king inclined his head. “And we are humbled to be welcomed. I am sure that you all have questions? Maybe we could get a few of the big ones out of the way instead of having to spend all night answering the same queries.”

“Yeah, I have a question.” The gruff, modulated voice spoke up from further back in the crowd.

People parted like the sea under Aquaman’s command. One of the Bat brood stepped forward. A black and red leather coat with the hood up, mostly shadowing the red mask and respirator.

“The Red Hood,” Barry leaned over and murmured.

“I knew that,” Hal hissed back.

The Red Hood stopped and crossed his arms, making his stupidly broad shoulders look all the wider. Something about the way that he just subtly leaned back seemed threatening.

It was a sharp contrast to the way that Phantom basically perked up like some ill mannered puppy. “Robin!”

“Yeah, not so much anymore, your highness,” the Red Hood grumbled.

Phantom deflated like a balloon with a leak. Really. Hall thought that Phantom might have actually gotten smaller somehow. “Oh, well, right. Um, what was your question?”

“My question,” The Red Hood’s voice through that respirator really was menacing. “is when the fuck were you going to tell me that we were married?”

Phantom blinked his luminescent green eyes. “Married?”

“Ghost married.”

“Holy fuck, you’re ghost married?!” Phantom’s look-alike companion asked gleefully and with a fanged grin.

“I—ghost married?” Phantom squeaked.

“Yep,” the Red Hood said. “'parently we’re soul bonded. Magically fuckery. Ghost fuckery. Both.”

Phantom rubbed at the back of his neck. “We’re, oh… shit, the Cascades?”

The Red Hood just shrugged. “Likely.”

“I didn’t tell you because I didn’t know,” Phantom pleaded.

The rest of the Batfamily were watching the exchange like it was a tennis match: heads swinging back and forth.

The Red Hood snorted. “No excuse.”

“No excuse?!” Phantom repeated. “All the excuse! I couldn’t tell you if I didn’t know! Look, I’ll talk to CW as soon as I’m back about getting the ghost equivalent of a divorce—”

“Who said I wanted a divorce?”

Phantom froze—like actually froze perfectly still, swirling cap and all, for a moment before he shook himself out of it. “I—you don’t?”

The Red Hood shrugged again. “Haven’t seen you since you were a tiny teenager twink. Figured I should get to know you again at least. You could be a good husband.”

A grin spread over Phantom’s face. “Did you alliterate that on purpose?”

Okay, now the shrugging was just getting repetitive.

Phantom moved forward but didn’t at the same time. It wasn’t as much that he was stretching as that the world seemed to compact around Phantom for a moment, almost like a wormhole. Then the world snapped back into place and Phantom was standing right in front of the Red Hood, leaning close to his face. He was still grinning toothily.

It was vicious looking smile.

Maybe Phantom and the Red Hood were meant for each other after all.

“Oh,” Phantom purred. “You might not be Robin any more, but I don’t think you’re that different. What do I call you now?”

“I’m the Red Hood, but I guess you can call me husband.”

[yandere-daydreams]

Title: Pet Pastimes.

Pairing: Yandere!Gojo x Reader (JJK).

Word Count: 1.6k.

TW: Dub/Con, Hybrid AU, Snow Leopard!Gojo, Puppy!Reader, Oral Sex, Rough Sex, Degradation, Unbalanced Power Dynamics, Reader Is Very Oblivious, and Manipulation.

“And you’re sure this is going to help?”

Satoru had been agitated when Suguru first brought you home – all dolled up in your collar, ecstatic to be led along the very same leash he always strained against. You were more obedient than most of the unruly mutts he knew, always happy enough to sit patiently and wait for your next command, but it would take more than a few weeks of passable behavior to convince Satoru dogs were anything but hyper and messy and so loud, he could hear their mindless barking from a mile away. The fact that you were supposedly here to ‘help’ him (Suguru called you a “service animal”, said most captive-born exotic hybrids had more domestic companions, but Satoru didn’t think you deserved such a pretentious title) didn’t make anything better. Satoru didn’t need help. What he needed was Suguru’s attention, but if he couldn’t have that, he’d settle for yours.

“Oh, I’m sure, puppy.” His fist tightened around the base of his cock. Suguru wasn’t home – just a quick errand, he’d claimed, it should only take a few minutes, as if that was an excuse for leaving his favorite pet and dutiful companion at home – and Satoru barely waited for the apartment door to lock before luring you into the kitchen and telling you to get on your knees while he leaned against the counter, Suguru’s forgotten phone well within reach. Currently, you were kneeling in front of him, your hands balled on your thighs and your gaze almost cross-eyed as you struggled to see what he was holding to your lips. He thought you would’ve had a little more experience, but your first owner must’ve been the sheltering type. Part of him was annoyed that he’d have to pick up the slack and teach you something so basic, but overall, he was pleased to know that it would be a long, long time before you got enough practice in to replace Satoru as Suguru’s favorite playmate. “I’ve just been feeling a little stressed out lately,” he said, drawing it out each word, giving your stupid canine brain time to process what he was saying. “This’ll really help me relax. You wanna help me out, right?”

Automatically, you nodded – your pressed frown instantly replaced with an eager smile. Your ears perked up, your concerns completely forgotten when presented with the chance to do what you’d been trained for. “Please, ‘toru,” you whined, and he fought the urge to cringe at the way Suguru’s nickname sounded coming out of your mouth. “Please let me help!”

It was almost cute, just how desperate you were to make him happy.

Almost.

He forced himself to smile back at you, using one hand to scratch at the base of your ears while the other jerked lazily over his cock. He was already hard, thankfully, and at the added stimulation, the sight of you practically drooling on yourself to get a taste of his cock, he felt himself twitch – thick pearls of arousal beginning to bead at the tip and drip onto your chin. You didn’t seem to care, to notice. He wouldn’t have been surprised to find out that his was the first cock you’d ever seen. “Can you open your mouth for me? Big n’ wide, just like I showed you.”

Like the trained dog you were, you obeyed immediately – letting your mouth fall open and looking up at him with the same bright, expectant eyes that must’ve won Suguru over, when he first picked you up. His hips wanted to buck forward, to bury him to the hilt in your newly available hole, but he held himself back, told himself he had to ease you into it no matter how little you’d done to earn his oh so generously given kindness. In the end, he settled for swiping his thumb over the flushed tip before resting it gingerly on your splayed-out tongue. It only took a second for you to stiffen, to jerk back. You didn’t cough or sputter, but your mouth snapped shut, your expression taking on a certain unease. Satoru fought the urge to bare his teeth. “Is something wrong, puppy?”

“I’m sorry, it’s just—” You closed your mouth, looking away. “It tasted weird. It was bitter, n’ stuff.

He sighed, rolling his eyes. “Look, if you still don’t think you can handle this, I can just tell Suguru you decided you’d rather go back to the pound—”

“Please don’t!” Your hands shot to his thighs. “I’ll be good, I promise, and I can’t— I don’t want to go back to the—”

“Then open your mouth.” After a second, you straightened, your lips parting and your jaw going slack. Still, he feigned reluctance, narrowing his eyes into a half-hearted glare as he raked his fingers through your hair and tugged half-heartedly, just hard enough to draw out a strained whimper. “And this time, don’t fuck everything up just because it ‘tastes weird’. If you do that again, I’ll have to tell Suguru you were being a bad dog.”

Your ears drooped, your tail falling slack against the tiled floor. Still, you managed not to jerk back as he slid his cock into your open mouth, slotting his tip against the velvety inside of your cheek. He could see you wince, your shoulders rising as you fought the urge to pull away, but even if you’d tried, the fingers knotted in your hair would’ve kept you rooted to the floor as he rolled his hips and thrust shallowly into the hollow of your cheek. Your tongue was smooth compared to his and wide compared to Suguru’s, and he could tell you were fighting not to move, not to explore the unknown factor trespassing inside of you. With a slight hum, he took pity on you – hazy lust having softened his previous annoyance. “It’s okay, puppy – you can lick, if you want to.” There was a moment of hesitation, then the broad flat against your tongue against the underside of his cock, tracing the shape of a prominent vein Suguru tended to favor, too. He shuddered, but told himself it was only out of reflex. You got lucky, that was all. “Mind your teeth. I’m takin’ you back to the shelter myself if you bite down.”

You tried to nod, but gave up quickly. Instead, your acknowledgment came in the form of your tongue curling around his tip, licking at the arousal dripping down his shaft, doing your best to lap at the shaft of his cock despite the awkward angle. Saliva and pre-cum pooled in the corners of your mouth, but you didn’t dare tilt your head back, didn’t dare swallow - keeping your mouth wide open as he drew back just far enough to pull out of your cheek and aim, instead, towards the back of your throat. You flinched, your dull nails scraping against his thighs, but it was easy to drown out the dull spark of pain as your tight throat fluttered and tightened around his cock, as the hand still wrapped around his base fell away in favor of joining its twin on the back of your skull and pulling you flush against his crotch. This time, you couldn’t stop yourself from reacting – your body lurching against his legs as you gagged, as you tried to wretch yourself out of his hold, but he was too far gone to so much as consider letting you go. “Stupid mutt,” he mumbled, cupping the back of your skull while you fought not to suffocate on his length. “Don’t even know how to breathe right. Can’t do anything on your own, huh, can you?”

Your only response was a choked inhale, a string of incoherent gibberish half-muffled by his cock. Drool wasn’t the only thing dripping down your face, now – tears were rolling down your cheeks, fat and hot, drawing thick trails through the mess of cum and spit. Your tongue wasn’t moving, anymore, but he didn’t care – your mouth was warm and soft and fuckable enough to make up for your lack of skill. You were beating at his legs, too, your little hands made even smaller when compared to him, and for a second, he could be convinced that you were a little cute. Not cute enough to deserve as much of Suguru’s attention as you got, obviously, but cute.

His cock pulsed against the convulsing walls of your throat, and he cursed under his breath. You let out a pained whine as he drew back, pulling out of you entirely. Without his support, you threatened to buckle over, to collapse into yourself, but he held you up with one hand while the other pumped over his cock too quickly, too roughly not to tip him over the edge. It was all you could do to stare up at him with those big, watery eyes as he let out an airy moan, as he painted thick ropes of white across your messy face, as he left you stained and teary-eyed and covered with his cum.

You blinked once, then twice, but didn’t react, too out of it to complain or cry out or question why his lips quirked up into a small grin, his eyes taking on a dreamy, half-lidded sort of lull. “Good puppy,” he cooed, his heart skipping a beat as he heard your formerly stagnant tail begin to sweep lazily over the tile floor. He reached for Suguru’s phone as he went on, keeping his tone light, delicate. “Can you smile for me, too? A big, wide smile – to show how happy you are that you get to stay with me n’ Suguru.”

It took a second, but eventually, you managed a stilted nod. It was shaky, at first, more of a mangled frown than anything, but with a little love and patience, you found your footing, your lips splitting apart into a wide, beaming smile – as if you were the happiest, most pathetic puppy in the world.

God.

You were fucking adorable.

Your smile barely faltered as the camera shuttered, as Satoru’s hand fell back to your head and pet over your disheveled hair – a treat for his well-behaved mutt. He could feel you melting into his palm, but his eyes were fixed on his picture of your smiling face and, with a few taps of his thumb, Suguru’s shiny new lockscreen.

Maybe, once Suguru got a good look at your pretty face, he’d think twice before deciding to be such a neglectful owner again.

[technically-human]

I love the idea that Stone is a hyper competent agent, who got assigned to Robotnik because of his bad personality or something.

And basically it was done as a "hey maybe it'll fix his attitude if he has to deal with someone WORSE than him". Then Stone became a gooey simp for Robotnik and everyone is like, "Well that's not how we expected Robotnik to uhh 'break' him of his behavior".

But the thing is, Stone still has attitude problems, they're just derived from his exasperation with general human stupidity. And well, for all you can say negatively about Robotnik you can't claim he's stupid.

Robotnik stays very unaware of Stones bad personality for far too long, because he's never personally witnessed it. And anyone who has ever worked with Stone previously is looking at Robotnik like he's crazy whenever he mentions that Stone is a giant pushover with major puppy dog eyes.

Truly the funniest thing. Stone is soft for one (1) man, and holds up to his name with everyone else.

Wait, wait, this gave me such a clear mental image, and normally I would draw it but I can't right now and I need the world to hear.

So they get called to a meeting, right. Robotnik is half paying attention as generals and Commanders complain of his existence for one reason or another. Stone is standing behind him.

"And we told you," some background character protests. "To stop all research on mind-control!"

At that, Robotnik crosses his arm, petulantly.

"What mind control? I haven't done anything!" Nothing they can prove, at least.

"Look at what you did to Agent Stone!"

Everyone turns to look at Stone, including Robotnik, who's now more confused than offended.

"What did I do to Stone?" he asks. The Agent shrugs at him to show he doesn't know either.

"He was an entirely different man before being assigned to you! Perfectly stoic, serious and professional, and look at him now! He follows you around like a lost puppy, always with that... That weird smile of his!"

"Stone has always been like that! Tell them, Agent."

Stone thinks. What should he say? "I just don't like you guys"? No, he can't afford to burn those bridges yet. "I adapt to what's presented to me?" No, no. The Doctor would get paranoid and think it's all an act!

"I just really enjoy working for the Doctor," he decides.

"Huh," Robotnik blinks.

"It's definitely mind control," everyone else laments.

[dubiousculturalartifact]

reading The Protector of the Small quartet again for the ????th time (could be as many as the twentieth or more tbh, they're sorta my top comfort reads) and my brain keeps being stuck on Wyldon's character this time around. like he's just FASCINATING. I've rarely read a character who is presented as such a complete fucking asshole who does such a 180 in my estimation in a way that's nuanced and COMPLETELY EARNED, while still staying the same fundamental person at the core, and still being allowed to be flawed. (because oh boy he is flawed) I rank him with Zuko in Top Fantasy Character Redemptions of All Time. I hate him. I love him. some thoughts from this read-through: -he's autistic. like he's just SO very autistic it almost hurts, and half of the reason Kel and him end up eventually understanding and respecting each other so well is exactly for this reason. he's so This Is the Way Things Should Be Done Because The Rules Say So and he is SO rigid and specific but also he EVOLVES and that's a fascinating dichotomy -this is also the SAME reason that Neal and him get along like oil on water, because they are both autistic but Opposite, it's like the personality equivalent of trying to get two hedgehogs to hug -that being said Lord Wyldon RESPECTS Neal in a really bizarre way, or at least understands him? He'd never admit that but that one moment in Lady Knight when he's explaining to Kel about why he picked her for Haven's commander, and he says that he CONSIDERED Neal FOR THE JOB? but said that he thought Neal was 'too fair' and essentially that he would simultaneously care too much and be too irreverent with the refugees, not be objective like Kel would be? again. fascinating. -Owen being Wyldon's squire is such a wild combination of personalities that ALSO should not work at all, because Owen is pure !!!! and Wyldon is like :/, but then my brain was like: oh. Owen is basically a over-excited puppy and Wyldon loves dogs -when Kel rescues Lalasa at the end of Page & passes out, then wakes up to Wyldon and her mum in the room and her mum is arguing with Wyldon about Kel's schedule and stuff. I somehow never really registered before that she FIRST NAMES HIM. She calls him Wyldon, not Lord Wyldon, and is comfortable enough to berate him. do they fucking KNOW EACH OTHER from when they were younger? WHAT IS THE STORY THERE? now I'm remembering when Wyldon got all surprised to hear the story of Illane fighting off the Scanran bandits and saving the sacred swords of the Yamani Islands. hm. interesting. much to consider.

-the bit where Wyldon is like OH SHIT the pages nearly got killed because tradition dictates I don't teach them actual battle strategy and tactics. and I fucking love tradition but I also love pages not being dead, so I guess I better get my shit together on that one.

-or when he QUITS as training master because he's like 'damn toxic masculinity fucked these kids up and I'm kinda partially to blame for that. I gotta get my shit together', and he's like the best thing that came out of being training master was having you as a page. and acknowledges he nearly fucked that up too? -while we're on the subject of 'what went through Wyldon's head' WHEN KEL RAN OFF TO SCANRA AND THEN CAME BACK HAVING BASICALLY WON THE WAR FOR THEM? AND HE WAS SO DISCOMBOBULATED HE ACCIDENTALLY AGREED WITH NEAL? -speaking of the end of Page earlier, i wanna read or possibly write a fic about what went through Wyldon's head when Kel didn't show up to the big examinations, because I think that's SUCH a turning point for his character. Like yes he respected Kel and let her stay before that, but the way he's so clearly kicking himself in the aftermath, going to far as to rope in Duke Turomot, and INVOKE THE GODDESS IN HIS PRAYER FOR THE FIRST TIME EVER.... what happened when he had to give the command to start the examinations without her? Like it really struck me that he must have thought 'oh. she gave up after all' and I think part of him might have been disappointed, and part of him *relieved* because he was still clinging to those old attitudes despite everything. And to find out he was wrong? That she hadn't given up, but had sacrificed everything she had worked for in the finest single demonstration of true chivalry and courage he had probably ever witnessed from a page? like damn. Lord Wyldon of Cavall you funky, fucked up man, I want to study you like a bug

[dwaekkicidal]

👾 anon making a comeback!

what about 2min teaching another member who just got a gf how to fuck her properly? like, they have a toy or something for the other member to practice on while 2min demonstrates on reader?

i could imagine the other member thrusting into the toy wrongly and lee know just goes ‘nononono, like this’ and thrusts into reader for the nth time and overstims them.

while one of 2min is fucking reader, the other is trying to make reader stop being so loud and shoves their cock into readers mouth.

and to top it all off, since reader literally cannot stop convulsing theres a bit of collar play and 2min tugs on the collar when they need to and theyre unphased but reader is out here drooling all over themselves

im nasty, what can i say? 👾👾👾

oh my fucking god?? U ARE NASTY BUT THANK U FOR THIS

this is 1k words LMFAO oopsie..

something about them making the other member use a toy instead of their own girlfriend is so.... humiliation kink at its finest

like them saying something along the lines of "if you can't fuck her properly, you can't get her at all" and its not even their girlfriend to make such bold commands?? ugh

i can picture this being hard/mean dom! jeongin's awakening

so lets picture this. virgin!innie who hasnt even seen a vagina until the first time you two got intimate. and even then, the few times you two have been intimate only included mutual masturbation

so i bring you!! closeted mean dom 2min who offers their help to their poor maknae!

he goes to them first, expressing his worries about not performing well enough for his girlfriend- and about how he doesn't want to embarrass himself by not being able to pleasure you properly!

so he gets 2 of his favorite hyungs in his room seated on either side of you. their hands are all over you, from showing jeongin how to finger you properly, and describing to him how to curve his fingers the way you like it.

and how do they know he's performing well enough? well that would be all thanks to the fleshlight they bought him :)

its clear so they can see through it, watching his fingers every move. and he has such long, pretty fingers, so it would be such a shame if they went to waste? "thank god we're teaching him this too, right y/nnie?"

they make you cum twice on their fingers, one time each man so they can give their own two advice and show off their techniques. so can they really blame you for subconciously fighting back when seungmin slides his cock inside of you?

not really... but that wont stop minho from forcing both of your wrists into one of his. it also wont stop seungmin from thrusting even harder into you, quickly getting distracted with your tight cunt and forgetting the whole goal of the situation

he basically uses you as his own personal fleshlight until you both cum, jeongin cumming around the same time. you and jeongin are barely given a break before minho is pouncing with an order for the maknae to "get to it"

minho's a lot bigger and fucks into you faster and harder than seungmin, rolling his hips roughly and teaching jeongin to do the same. he sometimes even compares it to certain dance moves from their choreos and will slow his own thrusts to watch closely and make sure the maknae is moving correctly

once he's sure the boy has learned, minho's so rough with it that your eyes feel permanently rolled to the back of your head, his tip constantly pummeling into your sensitive walls.

it gets to the point where you cant control yourself when your nails start to rake down his arm! >< its just "too much!"

it makes him mad and he slaps your hand away, not wanting marks, only to be made even more upset when you push your hand against his lower stomach with begs for him to give you a break

but he has no plans to stop, not even after you've came yet again. and who are you to give him orders right now??? so he whistles for seungmin to help, and youre absolutely stunned when a piece of leather slides around your neck and gets buckled by the puppy man himself

he tosses the end of the leash to minho and helps him flip you over, manhandling you onto your hands and knees

at this point, jeongins completely zoned out. he's not nearly as overstimulated as you, but as his 2nd orgasm builds and as he's forced to watch some of his closest friends pound his dear girlfriend int his mattress, he feels like he's floating on another planet

so what happens when you're finally let go by seungmin and minho? what do you think happens when they leave your apartment, after teaching jeongin about aftercare, and you're left alone, still sensitive with your oddly quiet boyfriend?

not sleeping. thats for sure :) you're lucky he loves you and doesn't want to push your body too far, yet. so he'll only fuck you to orgasm once, but he's gonna be like a new man reborn, hips fucking into you faster than either of the men did earlier.

they didnt teach him this, but it comes all too naturally when he shoves his fingers into your mouth and pushes down against your tongue

the drool that drips down his wrist is almost enough to make him laugh, but the little semblance of jealousy in his veins tells him to do something more

he uses the spit on his fingers to pinch and massage one of your nipples, all while the other set of fingers are tangles in your hair and holds you flat against him.

he's so deep and your body has been through so much the last few hours that your own orgasm takes you by surprised, your legs shaking aggressively as your body convulses as best as it can with his iron grip on your head

& his mouth is so filthy as he uses you as his fleshlight- telling you that youre a little slut for enjoying the other men using you freely while he was forced to watch. he tells you how hes gonna use every last thing he saw you enjoy against you, from the leash & collar to the way your body was so happy at their rough hands on your- HIS pretty pussy

once hes finished he essentially redoes everything they did earlier for aftercare, adding in his own "spice" by running you a hot shower and kissing every inch of your body as he helps you wash off

he definitely gets hard again, but he'll deal with it himself while you sleep.

maybe if youre lucky, he'll wake you up with that pretty cock all up in your tummy again <3

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[bunnishauntedhill]

MDNI 18+ cw: pet play

allowing simon to strip away your humanity like the good little pup you are !

owner!simon whose head tilted, peering down at you—strapped down to the bed with tightly bound ropes that saw no way out. you just looked so perfect—so incredibly vulnerable, looking like an endangered little pet—one that he now had either the opportunity to take care of or throw it back into the horrible conditions of the pound.

owner!simon who instead of giving up the pet though, he decided to keep her—abuse her. make her whine and choke by the collar. refusing to give her what she wanted—what she needed. the basic necessities. and you were that pet for him to take control of.

owner!simon who would give you a sharp tug on your collar to keep you in check, just in case you got too feisty ! didn’t want you to bite him after all. but deep down he knew you wouldn’t—you were too scared for such a thing—as if your tail was stuck between your legs and your ears laid downward. he liked the total submission. liked how you belittled yourself so he could be the one to care and brush your hair fur when needed.

owner!simon who loved you, adored you because you’d sit when asked and would do a trick for a treat. on command. as if he taught you. trained you to follow his rules. watch you chase your tail and go around in circles just to please him. that’s what made it all the more enjoyable to witness.

owner!simon who liked the fact that you were the perfect little carrier for his heavy load, filling you up to the brim. that your tongue was floppy and hanging between your canines, head tilted like you had no clue how the world worked. completely brain dead expression on your face. your sole purpose being to be his little cumdumster pet !

owner!simon who orders a nice pretty mussel for his girl (in order to shut up her whiny complaining of course) ! you just chat a bit too much in bed sometimes, and he needs a way to quiet that bratty mouth.

owner!simon who forces you on your knees. your face gently rubbing and nuzzling against the bulge confined in his jeans. let you get slapped in the face a few times with his girthy cock before guiding your warm puppy-like breath around it. running his calloused fingertips through your hair to guide you further, cock sliding down the hole of your tight throat. enjoying the sound of you taking him all, gagging because of his length.

owner!simon who cages you up at nighttime if you’ve been a bad girl. harshly tugging on your leash, making you lose air and choke of what’s left. throwing you into the crate, not caring that it caused you discomfort. that’s for asking for more when you already had enough (either a tasty treat or his fingers) ! if he wakes up in the middle of the night—he’d possibly unlock you from the cage and let you cuddle up with him in his familiar warm bed. he’s not that mean.

➽───────❥ masterlist . . . navi

i luv you all <3

[nottivagos]

there's something so hot about tying trophy partner!charles leclerc naked to a chair, with you towering over him fully clothed as he whines and whimpers below you like a pathetic bitch in heat.

listening to him blubber and complain about the fact that "it's too much" as his throbbing cock is stuck snugly inside a fleshlight, just begging for you to jerk him off and relieve him of his troubles there and then.

but no! instead you hold a vibrator against it inside, adding to charles's torment even more, as you just listen to the pathetic little noises that escape his pretty, swollen lips that he's been stupidly chewing and ruining by trying to muffle his moans and gasps whilst the vibrations from the vibrator cause his cock to throb even more, whilst becoming all too much for his stupid little brain :(

soon enough he'll be crying, pleading "please, please, please chéri! it's all too much!" whilst being at your mercy, shaking uncontrollably as you watch the sweat drip from his forehead, causing his normally beautiful brown hair to stick to his skin. his pupils will also be blown wide as his cheeks are painted with a burning crimson flush, his stomach tightening into knots as he tries to not orgasm there and then without being given permission to do so.

tears are now streaming down his face pathetically as he tries to muffle his pained whines again, dragging his plump bottom lip through his bottom teeth. he tries to avert his gaze from your piercing one as he just knows you're laughing at him, indulging happily in his turmoil, but fails as you grab his jaw, causing him to look at you with glassy eyes, mind hazy as the vibrations cause him to go stupid.

"come on charles," you coax sweetly as his body shakes and convulses uncontrollably with pleasure as he teeters on the brink of his release, "let me hear every single little thing that comes out of that dirty mouth of yours. don't hold back now, you're doing so well for me." and he's too far gone to even protest at that command!

as soon as those sultry words are mumbled, guttural moans start to escape his lips between gasps and whimpers, before he breathlessly begs, "please can i come? i'm so close, let me come, please!" and you just smirk, looking down at him through your lashes, answering with a simple and firm "no." that leaves him even more tense.

an annoyed whimper escapes his lips as he fights his awaiting orgasm like the good little puppy he is, despite it taking all of his might! it's enough to make your heart flutter at his compliance, as you know that his tip now being an angry shade of red and his salty pre-cum dripping out of the fleshlight down his shaft, making his inner thighs sticky like a messy little pup.

his head then tilts back as his jaw clenches, obviously not able to hold back any longer as his chiselled abs start to spasm and flex from how tense his body is, like a tightened coil ready to snap. you hum contently at his struggles, before pressing a little kiss of encouragement to his slick temple, brushing the hair out of his forehead as he basically gasps for air, with even those turning to breathless moans.

your lips then hover dangerously close to his ear as your clothed breasts press slightly into his face, one hand still holding the vibe onto the fleshlight as you then murmur into his ear, "you can come now, charles. you've been so good for me, holding on for so long. and good boys deserve to come, don't they?" and charles breathlessly replies with, "thank you, thank you, thank you, amour!" as he comes into the fleshlight almost instantly.

spurts of hot cum paint the inside of the toy, the sheer amount dripping down his twitching and throbbing shaft due to the intensity of his orgasm as he gutturally moans, riding out his high. after he calms down, you flick the vibrator off, putting it to the side as you then proceed to climb onto his lap, uncaring about the cum on his tip that'll ruin your own clothes, ready to smother your favourite subby boy in praises for being so compliant for you. <3

[satocidal]

thoughts on sub! Suguru???

all amazing and horny thoughts only - i thank thee for putting this thought in my head in fact

Warnings: MDNI!! gn! reader; vibrators, dressing up, edging, spitting, face fucking and idk basic smut stuff😭

Whimpers and Moans so cute when he cum<3

Suguru doesn't just whimper and moan like a little puppy in heat but he arches his back so pretty, gripping onto any and every surface available as he loses himself - while he lets out the most pretty choked gasps and shudders all coming from the base of his throat<3 He also feels so so embarrassed from it which makes it sound so much prettier because he's trying his level best to keep it in - so he can't even get it out of him properly. You had always known how embarrassed he gets though, especially evident when he puts a hand over his own mouth - or begs you to stuff his mouth with your fingers. Still and yet, every-time he cums - with his hair all a tangled mess around him (like a halo), he shudders and gasps out your name repeatedly as your name drops from his lips.

Lives to Please You<3

Just a single command is enough to have him drop everyhting, he swears on his life to be your favourite little boy - a little "get in position, i want to fuck you" or "i want to fuck your face" or "i want to ride your face"? and he is scrambling, and kneels for you so prettily, he liked being there, kneeling for you. You see, it isn't just about pleasing you - he loved being there for you, helping you ride out an orgasm, he loves hearing your coos and your praises, loves it when you tug at his hair, loves to just sit and work his pretty tongue on you. He simply adores lazily working his mouth on you and then he further loves teasing you so you can have your way with him.

Drools when he's being fucked<3

He loves it when you take him the way he deserves to be - which can be two ways. A] he's been the bestest, most patient boy for you, because then he does put his ego and pride aside, letting you to put him in whatever position as you please while you hold him (as gently as possible because he deserves that) and fuck him without a care in the world; or B] he's been on another one of his little tangents, sassy answers and snap backs - that you both just know will end with him having his face shoved between the pillows, his ass being ploughed by you while you tease him mercilessly. But regardless, one thing is for sure, he will drool. Eyes rolling back, tongue often plopped out too and he pants like a little dog, spit and drooling down his cheek. Especially loves (will whine every-time) when you spit in his mouth.

Loves Dressing up<3

Suguru is definitely the kind to wear sexy pieces of lingerie too - wherever he be, and to send you pictures, to tease you, or to beg fo you. Records himself begging and send that too, while he' wearing a little maid skirt, the top isn't even on properly, his hand lazily jerking his cock, the pre-cum is all so visible as he begs and whines, pouts - the cat ears he's got on help you little with the imagery. Also has a full closet of different dresses/ sex toys.

Vibrators<3

Feral for his control being taken - loves having that mass-murderer-manipulative-asshole mind being dumbed down, and what better way than to have you make him go silly with the many vibrators shoved inside of him? Even goes ahead to buy those remote-controlled vibrators, he'll put it inside himself, with an adorable grin while handing you the remote - whispers to you with a kiss to tease him all day, please<3

Extras(?)

When he fucks you (after he earns it), he does it with so much reverence - very often cumming just from the aspect of being buried in your heat. Loves praises and isn't a huge brat but talking back is always a thing, he is also very very competitive. His eyes glaze out all the time from pleasure and the only command he cannot perform is looking you in the eyes because he can barely manage to keep them open. Begs all the time, even is he's getting what he wants - it's his thing. Doesn't have a huge pain tolerance sadly</3 BUT he gets all flustered when you slap his ass, doesn't show it and plays it off but he loves it. Loves edging - like, he begs you to edge him, it satisfies his ego lol. He is a certified freak, tries everything, and is a huge shy baby when doing all that. All in all, 10/10 experience.

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[urno1luv]

u still write for Yunjin?

yes!! i do ♡ matter of fact i have something for you after such a LONG time... i'm sorry for the absence

yunjin as your hot classmate >_<

tw: drugging, noncon, g!p yunjin, yunjin being pretty nasty, nawt proofread

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- sadly, your teacher grouped you with yunjin for a biology project. the reason i say sadly is because yunjin was famously known for doing anything but her work, and causing commotion in her classes. so when you were paired together, naturally, you asked for a change in your pair.

- "why, do i bother you that much? i barely know you." yunjin, overhearing your conversation with the teacher, pouts playfully at you, her piercing eyes staring deep into yours. you roll your eyes and decide to just suck it up, barging past her to your next class. yunjin stands in the doorway, mildly shocked at your attitude, before welcoming this new challenge.

- fast forward to your next class, yunjin sits down beside you, immediately pulling her chair closer to yours. "so? what are we gonna do?" she asks, her glasses slightly slipping off of her nose as she looks down at you. you're surprised at her willingness to learn, sensing something else underneath this facade. but you tell her either way, and she... does her work?

- during the next two hours of your class, you find yourself warming up to yunjin, to the point of accepting her offer to go to her house. yunjin's glossy lips curl up into a small smirk, and your eyes travel downwards to her lips. you look away before you *think* yunjin notices, and yet she does, but she keeps this small victory to herself, her smirk widening to a small smile.

- you accept yunjin's offer, and head over to her house, donning a basic top with a mini skirt, nothing too extra, but just enough to look nice. as yunjin unlocks the door, she greets you, arm around your waist as she pulls you in, offering you a drink. you accept it, not thinking much of it, other than bring weirded out from yunjin's obsessive stare.

- you feel drowsy after at least 10 minutes of chatting, and sticky, feeling an unbearable heat coming from between your legs. "you okay, y/nnie? you look... tired," yunjin snickers from her seat in front of you, and she jumps up coming over to help you up. "wanna go to my bed, huh? wanna rest for a while, baby?" she coos as you push her off, realising slowly that her mocking tone and your sudden drowsiness are connected somehow.

- "i'm not gonna hurt you puppy, don't push me off," she mutters, her voice deepening as she commands you to stay still on her bed, her rough hands gripping your thighs, and teasing your cunt through your soaked panties. "don't be so fiesty, i just want us to feel good, kay?"

- mere minutes seem like hours to you, as you whine and moan while yunjin relentlessly fingers your pussy, only stopping so she could undo her belt, and take her cock out. the length and thickness of it made you sob a little more, slurring and begging yunjin to stop. yunjin shushes you softly while pushing it in, slowly so you could feel every vein brushing against your gummy walls.

- yunjin gives you a second to adjust, before letting out a guttural moan, and slamming her hips into yours, both your bodies covered in sweat as you claw at her back, while yours arches as she hits the deepest spot. the rhythmic slapping of skin against each other, your moaning and squealing, necks covered in bites, it was all a delightful sight for yunjin <3

a/n i'm so hornyy i'm on my period yall😔