#because in the vid you can see him go right to the camera first

[skinreflectsthesun]

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[samandcolbyownme]

Summary: Anon request - "could you do a smut based on the reader and colby being good friends, but she secretly likes him, they do the q&a vid where colby admits to being a dom and then something happens with him and the reader after the vid and he like proves what he said?? hope this makes sense"

Warnings: SMUT18+, strong language, dominant!Colby, sub!y/n, mentions of alcohol, dirty questions being asked, flirting, use of pet names - daddy being one of them, rough unprotected sex, choking, oral (both), breeding kink?? Cream pie,, hair pulling, scratching, semi forceful actions, filth

Disclaimer: All of the questions expect for the kinks question are made up, along with the answers. Also sorry in advance if this isn’t my best work.

Word count: 4.4k | not edited

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"What's up guys. So as you can see, Sam has changed a little bit." He laughs as he motions to you sitting next to him.

You laugh and shake your head. Colby smiles and looks back into the camera, "No, Sam is actually behind the camera today."

Sam peaks around, showing his face extremely close to the camera, "Hello." He stands back up, sitting back down in the chair and Colby claps his hands together, "Well now that Sam got his three seconds of fame, let me explain why y/n is here."

You cross your leg over the other and lean back as he speaks, "I thought it would be fun to do a little Q and A, but not only on my personal channel, but with one of my closest friends, y/n."

Colby turns to look at you, "Y/n. Don't be rude, say hello." He laughs as you gasp, "Oh, gosh. Sorry." You wave, "Hello everybody."

"Thank you." Colby laughs and reaches down, "So.. you all know mine and Sam's drinking question Q and A stuff, so I figured we'd do the same here." He looks over at you, "You know how this works?"

You nod, "If I don't want to answer the question, I have to take a shot?"

"You catch on quick." Colby chuckles and sets a shot glass on the table, "So.. Sam went through our little twitter thread and picked out some good questions to ask us, from you."

"Now." He glances over at you, "I know I said they're for me, but we can accommodate with having y/n here, right?" He looks over at you and you smile, "Sure can."

You liked Colby. Not as long as you knew him for, but you've started to like him way more than a best friend over the last few months.

You were nervous, because you knew his fans are ruthless when it comes time asking questions about whether or not he likes being tied up, and since the questions are also for you today, what are you going to do? Lie?

"Alright." Colby's words snap you from your thoughts, "Let's get started."

"Okay, first question." Sam clears his throat but you cut him off, "Hold on, Sam. Sorry. Colby you have.." you reach over, pulling a piece of fuzz from his purple colored hair, "Fuzz, or something."

You wiggle your fingers as it floats down to the floor and you look up, "Sorry. Continue. That was just bugging the hell out of me."

Colby smiles, "Thank you."

You nod and Sam clears his throat, "Alright. First question. If you could design your own superhero costume, what would it look like?"

You raise your brows, "Wow I thought these were going to be bad." You laugh and Sam quickly follows up, "Just wait."

"Oh." You laugh and shake your head, "My super hero costume would definitely be something like.. oh gosh. I don't know. Like a mix between Wonder Woman's and Black widow? If that's even possible."

Colby nods, "Nice. Nice. Like a black bodysuit type thing with the tiara that wonder woman wears?"

You look at him, "I think so, maybe not having pants, but longer sleeves definitely and maybe a boy shorts type bottom and of course the tiara."

"Sick." Sam says with a nod, "Colby?"

Colby thinks for a few more seconds, "Definitely something like Spider-Man, maybe not a mask, but something I can wear under a button up and just rip it open and save the day." He points, "Definitely more black and a royal blue color."

You smirk, "Instead of the spider, have a big C and B on your chest in cool letters, that would be sick."

"Yeah, yes!" Colby snaps and points to you, "I like it."

You laugh and look back at Sam, "Alright. Next question."

Sam laughs slightly and you close your eyes, "Oh no."

Sam sighs, "What's an embarrassing thing you've done and never told anyone about?"

"If I never told anyone why would I say it here? Right now when there's a camera pointed at me?" You point to the camera on the tripod and laugh.

"For the goodness of this video?" Sam laughs and you shake your head, "I need a shot, Colbs."

He tilts his head, "Really? Will you tell me later?"

You laugh, "Probably not."

He sighs and pours you a shot, "Fine." He smiles as he hands you the glass and you take it, "Oh god. I hate straight vodka."

You wipe your mouth and set the glass down, "Your turn."

Colby sighs, "I think I'm going to have to agree with y/n on this one." He pours himself a shot and takes it.

"You guys are no fun. Get drunk so you answer." Sam groans.

You roll your eyes and Colby laughs, "Next question, dear host Sam."

Sam scrolls on his phone and smirks, "Do you believe in love at first sight?"

You try not to make it obvious, but you look at Colby and he looks at you. You nod, "I mean, I would have to say so, yeah."

"Ohhh. Wanna tell us who you-"

"No." You cut Sam off and laugh, "that wasn't a part of the question."

Colby laughs and you can tell his eyes are still on you. He looks away as you look back at him and he shrugs, "I mean, with the right person maybe? So what, is that a yes?"

"I'd say so." You nod as you look from him to Sam and Sam nods, "Yeah, that works." He hums as he looks for another question, "Okay." He tries to hold back in his laughter, "Colby. This one is specifically for you."

"Oh no." Colby leans forward, resting his chin in his hand, "Hit me."

"Colby. Why do you have a pair of handcuffs in your room?"

Your mouth drops slightly. You knew about them because it's an on going joke between all your friends, but it still never ceases to amaze you.

Colby's eyes go wide and he gasps, "Oohhhkaaay." He laughs, "Why?"

"Yeah Colby. Explain why." Sam says, "What, are they from your god dang arrest or something? Props on a video.. really, what are they for?"

Colby reaches down and grabs the Tito's bottle, "um.. I mean.." he looks over at you, "I mean, no." He looks at Sam, "Definitely wasn't for those."

He untwists the cap then screws it back on, "Alright.." he leans forward as he sets the bottle on the floor, "I use them for personal fun, alright."

You cover your mouth and look at Sam who looks scared, "What the fuck does that mean?"

"That.." Colby laughs, "..would answer the question, though, right?" He looks into the camera, a smirk on his face, "I'm already.. I'm already getting embarrassed." He leans back, fixing his shirt and Sam shakes his head, "No."

"Judge is saying no." You point to Sam and Colby smiles nervously, "What? No?"

"Drink!" Sam yells and Colby goes to pour his shot before he finally spills, "I use them for.. sexual fun. Alright?"

He caps the alcohol and sets it back down. You can feel your cheeks turning red, but with this next question they're red no matter how hard you try to conceal it.

"Name two dirty kinks that you have." Sam raises his brows and Colby's mouth drops, "Oh god."

"Sam." You scoff and he laughs, "It's not me, I'm just reading the question from this person so yell at them."

"You know.." Colby starts, "I think it's only fair if y/n answers first on this one."

"No- don't do that." You laugh and cover your face. Sam laughs, "He's right." You look at Sam, "Of course you're agreeing with him."

You look at Colby with a smile, "Okay, fine." You take a deep breath, "I like.. wax play."

The look on Colby's face changes and he raises his brows, "Oh really?"

"Oh snaaaap!" Sam yells behind the camera. You hold up your hand, "Yeah, yeah, Colby. Your turn."

"Oh fuck.." he looks into the camera, "Sorry.. mom." He laughs slightly and reaches for the bottle of alcohol, "You know what.. I don't wanna answer now."

"No, no. You have to. I did, so you do." You lean back, crossing your leg over the other, "Come on. Let's hear it."

"I already said one. The handcuff thing." He pours the vodka into the glass, "Does that count as one?"

Sam nods and you sigh, "Good so now you only have to say one." You laugh as Colby caps the bottle, "Okay.. um.." he laughs slightly, "I like to be dominant. Alright.. there we go."

His words did something to you.

You squeeze your thighs together and he most definitely noticed that.

Sam erupts from behind the camera, "Whoooaaaaahhh."

You and Colby both laugh at him as he shakes his head, "The beans.. were spilled."

Colby rubs his eye and sighs, "I hate this." You nod, "Me too." He looks over at you, "What's your second kink Miss y/n."

"Oh we're back to that. Great okay." You look down and sigh, "I guess I might as well just.." you slap your hands into your lap and look up at Colby, "I like to be dominated."

"Oh shit." He tilts his head, eyebrows raising as he nods, "Go you."

"Moving on please." You try to deter from your answer, but it's hard when you said it on purpose.

You wanted Colby to know that you wanted him, but you didn't want to fully come out and say it.

Not yet at least, maybe when he's telling you to say it.

"Okay, okay. Moving on from that spice show." Sam laughs, "Next question."

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"Alright. So that's it for this video, I'm actually surprised that we aren't drunk." Colby looks over at you, "Thanks for coming on and getting down and dirty."

You laugh, "Anytime, guys. This was.. if you look past the embarrassing part, it was kind of fun."

Colby laughs and nods, "Yeah. It was. He looks into the camera, "See you guys in the next one."

Sam cuts the camera off and stand sup to stretch, "That was.. something." He laughs and shakes his head, "You guys are going to be the stars of twitter when this drops."

"Why?" You ask knowing the answer. You just wanted to hear what Sam had to say.

He tilts his head, looking at you dumbfounded. He points to Colby, "Likes to be dominant." He points to you, "Likes to be dominated."

You roll your eyes, "mhm."

Colby laughs, changing the subject, "I'm going to go start editing this." He looks over at you, "You coming with?"

"Yeah, I'll be up then. Just to make sure you don't embarrass me."you tease and he smirks, "I would never."

You smile and look over at Sam a he snorts, "You guys.." he shakes his head and you tilt your head, "You guys.. what?"

"Just keep it down." He mumbles as he walks away. You laugh and look at Colby, "I'll be up." He nods and stands up to grab the camera off the tripod, "See you then."

You watch as he walks away, shaking your head as you think about what happened tonight.

You couldn't believe you were so open about some of the stuff you said.

Wax play?

Like being dominated?

A lot of that had to do with your comfortability level with Colby, if he wasn't there, you probably would have just drank, but at the same time...

You knew exactly what you were doing, and you think it worked.

You get up, making your way up to your room. You change out of your jeans and sweatshirt and put on a pair of shirts and a loose t-shirt.

You take a deep breath before going next door to Colby's room. You knock before slowly opening the door, "Can I come in?"

You watch a now shirtless Colby turn around and he nods, "Of course."

You walk in, closing the door behind you as you walk over to his bed and sit down on the end, "Get a lot done?"

He chuckles, "Just watching it.." his eyes move up your  legs, "So see where I can cut it, you know." He looks up at your face and turns back towards the computer.

You lick your lips, smirking as you bring your legs up to sit comfortably on the bed, "Can you cut out my sneeze, please?"

"Why?" Colby asks, turning his chair towards you, "I thought it was adorable."

"I hate how I sneeze." You argue and Colby rolls his eyes playfully, "Well I don't, so." He spins back towards the computer and you can hear Sam ask about the two kinks.

"Oh god." You groan, falling back onto the bed, "Just cut that whole segment out."

Colby pauses the video and you hear him turn towards you, "Now why would we do that?"

You look up at him and sit up, "Because I actually said what mine were." You laugh, obviously nervous, "That's.. embarrassing."

Colby pulls his lips between his teeth and sighs, "You know what I think?"

You look at him, "What do you think?"

"I think.." he leans forward, fingers tapping your knees, "You said it for a reason."

You chew on your cheek, trying to keep your composure, "Uh huh. Okay." You nod, "What if I did?"

"Then I know what I need to do." He moves forward, crawling up the bed as you move back, his body hovering over yours.

You stare to at him for a few seconds before he leans down, roughly attaching his lips to yours.

You hands slide up his chest, laying on the sides of his neck as he reaches down to spread your legs. He nestles his hips between your knees, grudging his bulge against your clothed center.

You whimper out, moving your hips, "Please."

It was like a switch flipped the minute you said you liked being dominated, because he's doing exactly what he said he likes to do.

"Beg." His voice is low and his lips move along your jaw, "Beg for me, baby. Tell me what you want."

You whimper, tilting your head back to give him room as he kisses down your neck, "Please Colby, I need you."

He sits up, your legs over his thighs, "Need me to do what, baby?" He pushes his hands up your thighs, slipping his fingers inside your shorts and pulling them away.

"Take off my shorts." You lift your hips, "Please."

He chuckles lowly and slowly pulls your shorts down. You bring your legs up as he pulls them over your feet and tosses them, "come here."

You get up, on your knees in front of him, "Tell me what to do."

He smirks, fingers moving to pull your shirt up over your head. His eyes scan down over your bare chest, "Move to the floor."

He stands up as you move to the floor, on your knees awaiting your next command.

Colby stands up, undoing his jeans and pushing them down. He sits down, in his boxers, on the edge of the bed, "Come here."

His eyes follow you as you move in between his legs. You look up at him and he reaches down, gripping your chin, "I'm going to take care of you, okay? But first.." he bites his lip, thumb hooking over your bottom row of teeth, "I want to hear you gagging on my dick."

Your breath hitches in your throat as your heart rate picks up, "Yes, daddy." You smirk slightly as you see his eyebrow twitch.

He nods with a small smirk, "Fucking right."

He brushes hair from your face, lifting his hips as you work his boxers down his thighs. His cock springs free and you immediately bring a hand up to wrap around it.

A low groan leaves his throat, lip pulled between his teeth as he locks eyes with you. He nods down, "Go on, sweetheart."

You lick your lips, leaning in to swirl your tongue around the tip. He gasps lowly as you wrap your lips around him, bobbing your head to work at coating him in your spit.

"Fuck, that's it." He moans out quietly. He lays a hand on the back of your head, pushing down, urging you to take him all, even if you can't.

He wanted to hear you.

You push your head down, his cock hitting the back of your throat which causes you to gag around him. He pulls your hair into a makeshift pony with his hands, "That's it."

You bob your head, squeezing your eyes shut as you gag on him a few more times.

Colby moans, pulling your head up. He grips your chin, squeezing as he leans in, "That's my girl." He bucks his hips, "Keep going."

You nod, moving your head back in to take him in fully, gagging around him as your hands move up to grip his thighs.

He moves your head up and down, pulling at your hair as the sound of your saliva squelching around him fills the room, along with the sound of you gagging.

He moans, "Fuck, that's my girl. That's my fucking girl."

He lifts your head, wiping away the spit from your chin with his thumb, "On the bed."

You quickly get up, still breathing rapidly as you get on the bed. He motions with his hand, "Hands and knees, baby."

You roll over onto your stomach from your back and lift yourself up. Your arms holding up your weight as you look over at him.

His eyes scan up and down your body, biting his lip before he holds up a finger. He walks over to his dresser, pulling out the - you guessed it - black fuzzy handcuffs.

Your heart skips a beat as you watch him walk over to you with them, spinning them on his finger like a taunt.

"Do you want these on you?" He tilts his head, holding the cuffs up higher.

You nod, "Yes."

"What did you say?" He bites his lip, trying to fight back his smirk and you swallow, "Yes daddy."

"Atta girl." He winks and moves behind you, reaching down to take your one arm and bring it behind you. You rest your head down onto the bed before bringing your other arm back.

You feel the fuzz against your skin, biting your lip as you hear the click of the cuffs tighten around your wrists.

"You look so fucking hot like this." His hands slide down the small of your back, over the lace of your panties to deliver a smack to each ass cheek at the same time.

You whimper, jolting forward as the sting settles in, "Fuck."

His hands rub the red prints on your skin, "What do you want, baby?" He slips his fingers into the band of your panties, teasing you because he knows exactly what you want - he just wants you to say it.

"Fuck me, I want you to fuck me." You whine, "Please. Please."

"You don't want me to taste you?" He leans down, kissing your lower back, "you don't want me to taste what you've been flaunting around me for all these years?"

His words make your stomach flip, but in the best way.

"Fuck, yes. Yes, Colby." You move your head so you can try to look at him. He chuckles, "Yes, yes Colby what?"

"I want you to taste me." You breathe out, biting your lip as you feel him pulling your panties down over your ass.

He pulls them down to rest at your knees, "fuck, you have such a pretty looking pussy." He brings a hand up, teasingly sliding his fingers up and down your folds.

You whimper, pushing your hips back to meet his fingers more, but he pulls them away, "Mm, baby. You're so eager aren't you?" Colby moves behind you, bending down to kiss the small of your back again.

"Please." You whine, "Colby."

You head him chuckle, "Tell me again, baby. Tell me what you want."

"I want your tongue in me." You say, desperate for his touch, "Please, daddy."

You feel his hands lay on your thighs as his thumbs gently spread your folds open. He leans in, licking a strip up and groaning against you, "So fucking good, baby."

You moan loudly, wrists pulling again the retrains, "Fuck, yes."

Colby's tongue moves up and down a few times before pushing into you. He digs his fingers into your skin as he slides his other hand up to pull your hips back.

You groan loudly, wanting to do badly grip the sheets, "Fuck, fuck. Yes." You pant loudly, wiggling your hips as your eyes roll shut.

Colby pulls away, placing kisses up the back of your thigh as he sits up, "Your pussy is going to feel so fucking good around my dick."

He moves behind you, sliding his hand down to grip the center chain of the cuffs as he slaps the head of his cock against your pussy a few times.

"Tell me you want it." He demands, head of his cock sliding up and down your slick folds.

"I want you. I need you." You push your hips back, nails digging into the palm of your hands, "Please, daddy. I need yo-"

Your words are replaced by a long and loud moan as Colby slowly slides his cock into you, "You keep it up with that daddy shit and I might have to just make it true."

You moan in response, "Please.. daddy."

"Fuck.." he groans as he pushes his hips against you. His hands hold your hips tight as you stretch around him.

"M-move. Please." You whimper out, but Colby doesn't comply. He leans down, kissing your shoulder and you moan as his cock shifts slightly.

"Just give it a minute, baby." He rubs your hip, "You feel so fucking good. I could cum right now."

"C-co-"

He cuts your begging short, "Tell me what you want."

"M-move.." you whimper out quietly, the feeling of him just resting inside of you becoming unbearable.

"Louder."

You whimper, a little louder than the last, "Please move.."

"Mm. Louder baby. I wanna hear you nice and clear." Colby continues to rub your hip.

You move your head, "Colby.. please move."

"Mm. No I need you louder than that, baby." Colby chuckles and you sigh, slightly frustrated, "But Sam.."

"I don't give a fuck about him right now, y/n. I only care about one thing right now and that's hearing you beg for me." He pulls your hips back, causing you to moan at the pressure from his cock.

"oh my god." You moan out, making your voice louder, "Fuck me, daddy. Please move, I need you to fuck me!"

"That's my girl." He pulls out and thrusts back in, "Fuck, keep going baby. I wanna hear you."

You pull your wrists, whining when you can't move them anywhere, "Fuck, yes yes yes."

Colby lays a hand on yours as he thrusts, pulling the metal chain to the cuffs back with each thrusts, "Fucking hell, baby. You're so fucking good."

You moan out, basically screaming his name, "Fuck, Colby! Yes!"

You squeeze his cock, digging your nails into his hand. His thrusts are punishing, building up your orgasm quickly, "Shit, d-daddy!"

You whine, "So fucking close. So fucking.. close."

"Hold it, baby. Wait for me." He leans down, kissing up your back, "Wait for me."

A constant string of moans leaves your lips as your eyes roll back, closing as you try your best not to cum just yet, "Please." You breathe out, "C-Colby."

"Almost there, sweetheart." He whispers in your ear and you nod against the mattress and he groans, "Where do you want me?"

You just whimper in response and he sits up, "Can't hear you, baby. Tell me where you want it."

"Don't stop." You moan out, "Please daddy."

He grips your hips tight, "Fucking hell, you gonna cum for me?"

"Y-yes. Yes yes." You gasp, pushing your hips back as much as you can, "Fuck, cum in me."

His fingertips press into your skin harder, "F-fuck." He moans loud as his thrusts become sloppy, "Shit." He breathes out, voice shaky as you feel his cock twitch inside of you.

You moan, breathing heavy as he gently rests your hips down onto the bed. He undoes the cuffs, rubbing your wrists as soon as they're off, "Are you okay? These didn't hurt you did they?"

"No." You try to shake your head, "No I'm fine, Colbs." You smile as he lays down next to you, gently pressing his lips to yours.

“So.. follow up question..” you look up at him, “Does this mean we’re together now, or?”

“you're my girl, now." He brushes hair from your face, "Thought me moaning out my fucking girl gave that away." He chuckles and you smile with a slight laugh, "Yeah, no you're right."

You sit up, leaning over to kiss him and he lays a hand on your back, smiling within the kiss, "Just be prepared for Sam to bitch in the morning because you were pretty loud."

You lean back, laughing as you push his shoulder, "Only because you told me to."

"Yeah, and you listened very well." He winks and pulls you back down for another kiss, “Next time, we'll take it a little bit slower, and more gentle."

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[st4rymoon]

can i request a smut!!!

so basically steven is a porn star and he’s roommates with the fem!reader and she didn’t know what his job was because he always was cooped up in his room but he always pays rent on time and when the reader was feeling needy she finds one his videos and he catches her and the once so shy steven disappeared

if not feel free to ignore 😭

This has me giggling and kicking my feet up…

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐲 𝐍𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐃𝐨𝐨𝐫 • 𝘙𝘰𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘚𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘎𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘹 𝘍𝘦𝘮 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

- 18+, prn star Steven!, sex toys, masterbation, unprotected sex, mean Steven, choking, degrading, p in v, slight fingering, arguing, horny Steven & reader, teasing, language, porn, reader gets caught watching Steven’s porn! Vids, bratty reader, pet names, pussy job!, belly bulge, big dick! Steven

You were delighted knowing you had such a pleasant roommate. After dozens of roommate horror stories told to you by your friends, you were more than happy to find that your roommate was always locked up in his room.

Steven, a British, brown haired gentleman was one of the first people to call for the open room. He was timid to say the least, quiet, and polite.

Even though your interactions were limited, they were always enjoyable. Both of you willingly making dinner for each other every now and then. He loved to talk about Egyptian history, he seemed to be your own personal google when it came to it.

You never questioned the fair amount of packages this man managed to get. Never questioning it due to the fact that he was a nerd, probably some books or figures of Egyptian gods

“Steven another one of your packages arrived” you yelled out as you shut the door behind you, the packages seemed to be never-ending for him.

“Ah- thank you!” He blurted out as he came running out and pulled it out of your hands “so many packages huh!” You joked. He chuckled softly with a smile and went back into his room.

You always wondered what he got up to in his room. Always buried in his room, random music playing at night and muffled noises coming from his bedroom.

Anyone in their right mind would guess he had someone over by the way he’d always keep his door closed but you’d never seen anyone come in or out other than Steven.

“Want anything love? I’m heading out for some food” Steven asked as he walked past the couch. He gave you a flirty wink as he tucked his wallet into his pocket.

“I- I I’m fine thank you” you muttered taken by surprise by the added love in his sentence. “No worries, I’ll be back in a few” he nodded as he shut the door behind him.

You sat in your thoughts for a few moments. Love?

You could tell you haven’t gotten laid in a while by the way that little show of affection had you heated. You’d always thought Steven was attractive but it was always platonic.

You had no clue that Steven would fuck himself in front of his camera as he thought about his hand being yours. You wouldn’t suspect the amount of flesh lights and silicon pussy’s he had locked up in his room.

You rushed into your room, he usually took a few hours whenever he’d go out for some food so you didn’t hesitate to pull out your laptop and look for something to entertain you with.

Looking for porn was difficult to say the least, everything was so boring now and days. You’d go on Twitter in hopes of finding something more your taste.

You clicked and swiped through dozens of pages, none of them catching your attention. You were about to give up until you noticed a familiar bedding, your eyes went wide as you watched.

There was no way.

You noticed your roommates bedding. It’s a coincidence. The person on screen moaned, cock in hand as he jerked himself off. You gasped as the camera shook a bit, allowing you to catch a glimpse of Steven’s distinguishable posters. His pretty face being cut half way off screen with only his mouth in view. You knew it was Steven, how couldn’t it be?

Sure you couldn’t see him completely but it was him. No doubt. The caption reading can’t help but close my eyes and fuck myself to the thought of you as he began to shake. His thick white ropes of cum painting his hand and stomach as he whined and panted out in a shaky tone.

Then you scrolled deeper and were met with the visual of his cock sliding in and out of a fake silicon pussy with a thick white ring of his pre cum forming at the base of his cock.

Just like that yea- oh fuck he cried out. You were completely dumbfounded. You could feel the slick pooling into your panties as you watched hypnotized.

He was fucking huge. The silicon stretched as it adjusted with each of his thrusts, the lewd sounds of the lube and skin slapping together was sinful.

You were laying on your tummy with your laptop in front of you as Steven came in with a handful of cake for you, your favorite midnight snack.

You didn’t notice the sound of the door as you watched in a trance, Steven freezing as he saw himself on your screen. He smiled to himself, finally you’ve found it.

He placed the plate on your drawer as he stood with his arms crossed “having fun?” He cooed. You slammed your laptop closed as you shuffled up onto your bed “I-someone sent me that I was ju-“

“Uh huh uh huh” he nodded “you aren’t a good liar love” he laughed. “So those were all the packages” you awkwardly joked as he smiled down at you “do you do that a lot?” He asked.

“Do what?”

“Do you watch porn a lot” he asked nonchalantly “I- I mean just when I feel like it” you muttered with your face down.

“And what’s got you feeling like it”

You watched Steven closely and noticed he seemed much more confident compared to his usual self. He was leaning on your drawer with his arms wrapped on his chest with a cocky smile on his face.

“You gonna answer?”

“Gosh Steven I watch it when I’m horny! Is that what you wanted to hear! Yes girls watch porn” you semi screamed. “Such an attitude when im just asking a question” he cooed.

“It’s not an attitude. I get horny just the way you do, the only difference being I don’t find it satisfying to fuck a toy.“ you hissed.

“Ouch” he pouted “are you jealous of a toy now?” He smiled “I’m not one to go around and slut myself out, it’s alright if you do”

You looked at him in shock, no fucking way he just called you a slut?

“I’m a slut? I don’t go sleeping around either you piece of shit! And if I did it wouldn’t be any of your business. I don’t like dildos big fucking deal. Now I understand why you have to fuck a damn toy” you scoffed.

Steven had a cheeky smile on his face, it looked almost as if he was enjoying getting on your nerves. “Are you mad I’m not fucking you instead?” He grinned.

“I noticed the way your pretty little eyes lit up as you watched the video, not to mention the way you walk around the flat with flimsy panties on and a tee. I notice it just like you notice me in my sweats”

You squeezed your legs together as the look in his eyes made your stomach turn. You really hope he makes a move.

He walked over to the side of your bed and plotted down besides you “I can see it in your eyes, the way you want me to make a move” he hummed.

“Tell me you don’t me too. Tell me to get out” he cooed “I want it, don’t go please” you moaned. “I know you do” he smiled, a gasp escaped your lips as he pressed his lips onto your neck.

He sloppily kissed up your neck, hand moving behind your head for a better grip “Steven” you purred. He chuckled as you pushed him onto your pillows. You straddled his hips as he pulled his shirt off with no trouble.

“Ah ah let me do it for you” he cooed as he swatted your hands away from your shirt. Steven pulled your top off in a slow, sensual manner. His hands roaming your body as he took in all your beauty.

His hands snaked onto your hips, allowing him to flip you over so he could cage you in. He couldn’t resist running his hands down your tummy knowing he’d be able to see himself bulging through you.

He’d always pretend he was holding you like this while filming, he’d buck his hips into his fist pretending it was your tight cunt hugging around him.

You giggled as he spread your legs wide. He was getting you in the position he always wanted to take you, just the way he fucked his pathetic flesh light. “Such pretty panties love, such a shame they’ll be all messy by the time I’m done” he chuckled.

There was something hypnotizing about the sight in front of you. Steven pulling his sweats off as his stomach curled with his movements had you squirming under him.

“You’re just so desperate to be used aren’t you? Look at you” Steven purred as he moved your panties to the side. He held a tight fist around the thin cloth as he scooted towards you “look at the that”

Steven’s eyes were blown out at the sight of your tight cunt gushing slick. He couldn’t help but push two fingers deep inside you and pull them out for a taste.

“Steven please” you whined. “I know sweetheart, you just want me to make you feel good” he coyly replied. “I’ll make you my new personal toy yeah? Give my fans something real to look at” he hummed as he rubbed himself between your folds.

You mewled at the sensation of Steven fucking himself between your folds with a harsh grip on one thigh as his other held your panties to the side. “I don’t even need to lube you up doll, you’re all wet and ready”

Both of you let out a heavy sigh as Steven sunk into you. The stretch of you cunt making his vision go blurry as he noticed himself bulge through your tummy with half his length in you.

The man you once knew was no where to be found as you dumbly stared into Steven’s eyes. He had your legs spread wide, cock pounding you onto the sheets as he ruined your panties.

He payed no mind to your yelp as you heard the rip of the flimsy panties. He sighed as he finally got them out of the way “are you sure you don’t go sleeping around? You seem to be good at this” he cooed. “F- fuck you!” You whined as his hands wrapped around your waist with his thumbs right above your belly button.

He held onto you like you were too precious to lose and fucked you like he hated you, there was no going back for neither of you. “Sss- stevennn oh my fucking godddd” you cried as his hands snaked up around your neck.

He had you at an angled position, hips slightly off the bed as he used the extra grip as leverage. His hips rammed onto the back of your thighs as his moans grew louder with every thrust.

“You’ll be perfect as a porn star, the sounds you make will make everyone wish they were the ones getting them out of you” he hummed. Your orgasm tingled up your body as you cried out Steven’s name, cunt fluttering around him as you gasped.

“That’s it” he seethed, hips fucking into you harder as he grew closer to the edge “a- fuck lov- better than anything I could wish fo- ah!” Steven hissed as his hips came to a halt.

He was buried so deep you were clawing at his back, your hands pulling him in as you hugged onto him. Steven panted into the crook of your neck and held onto you for dear life. Steven’s sweet moans filled your ears as he spilled his loads in you.

Last night was definitely the last time he’d be posting himself fucking his stupid toys, he’s got something better than silicon now.

[scarvain]

✶ STARGIRL — hamzahthefantastic x reader

002 ✶ Admire Me

stargirl masterfile – next – previous

SUMMARY: hamzah has a crush on a youtuber who's always out and about and slushies see their relationship progress on social media! (smau)

DISCLAIMER: reader is a brown haired girl and for some pics that aren't faceless, i'll be using olivia rodrigo cause i love her and she’s filipino like me hehehe

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becoming a slushynoob for a day

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"hey you guys, does this place look familiar to you?" you tried to ask with the straight face, looking straight into the camera, trying to ignore the two boys that stood right beside it.

but right before you say your next sentence, you burst into laughter. "oh my fucking god—it's like that she sent me her location trend on tiktok!" you cover your mouth as you laugh even more.

"what does that even mean?" martin asks with a confused face and hamzah just shrugs at him, still off screen.

"okay, today i am at the slushynoob hospital because..." you look up at them and hamzah mutters the word virus multiple times for you to say. "i got the virus on me and only two wonderful doctors can help me, mind joining me here?" you signal for them to sit by the couch now and martin jumps on it, crashing the side of his body on his yellow couch.

hamzah sighs but then he notices you were smiling at him, inviting him to sit next to you which he obliged to.

they introduced themselves before the boys explained what they were planning on doing.

"okay! so first thing is your outfit, hamzah hand me what we've prepared for y/n today." martin crosses his legs and puts his hands out.

the curly haired boy reached to the side for the clothes they prepared. "you can choose between the martin's orange vest or this camo sweater." hamzah said in a weird "cool" tone which made martin bite his lips to stop himself from laughing.

it was clear to martin that his friend was trying to look good in front of the girl he liked. it was for sure going to be a long day.

now, you're wearing both of the clothes they put out and now in hamzah's car but instead of martin being in the passenger seat, you occupied it and he was sat at the back.

"okay so where are we going now?" you look between hamzah and martin, going a bit closer so you could include martin.

"that's a secret just film this," hamzah tells you, eyes focused on the road and suddenly he feels the camera on him.

you were smiling as you held your camera towards him, he glances and he starts to feel his breath hitch. "is he always this serious?" you joked which earned a laugh from martin and a scoff from hamzah.

you guys ended up going to a drive thru and buying almost half of the menu then going back to martin's apartment.

the next clip showed the three of you, sitting down on the floor with all the food set up on the table. hamzah was right beside you, watching you pet and play with the pets in the house. "it's starting already," martin whispered then you looked up.

the rest of the afternoon, the three of you ate the food and shared with each other as you talked about any topic you could talk about.

most of the time it was only you and martin speaking as hamzah kept on zoning out due to the fact you were sat next to him and he could smell the cologne you were wearing.

"what about you hamzah?" was the only thing that got him to snap out of it. he looked up at you, head a bit tilted in confusion. "what's a place you wanna visit?" you asked before taking some of his fries.

there were more questions and you three got to know each other more.

after the mukbang, they taught you how to play overcooked but only some clips were added to the video.

one of them being hamzah helping you play the game as his hands were on top of yours, directing your hands on what buttons to press. you felt your cheeks heat up during the game and martin was too focused on the game to realize what was happening.

after you guys bid goodbye to the end the video, you hugged them before leaving. "wait! i still have to change." you suddenly remembered, quickly taking off the vest.

as you were about to pull off the camouflage sweater, hamzah stops you. "you can keep the sweater but the vest i don't think martin would allow you to keep it," you both chuckle, handing him the vest.

he was about to speak again until your uber arrived in front of the building.

you hug the boy one last time with a smile on your face. "i'll see you soon!" you said before you entered the car.

"get home safe, okay?"

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[christronomy]

Hi!! Its the anon who sent in the chan car ride hard thought with the insta reel, if u remember me. But i have came to give u a new hard thought. First off, HAVE YOU SEEN THE VID OF CHAN DOING THAT LIL FINGER MOVE IN HALL OF FAME?!? i feel dizzy. 😵‍💫 anyways, onto my hard thought, picture this, y/n is scrolling on twt and that tweet that says imagine chan fingering you till you cry (or sum like that i hope you know what tweet im talking abt) and it has the chan vid attached to it, THEN BANGCHAN COMES INTO THE ROOM AND CATCHES Y/N AND FINGERS HEER OMGGGG (also i jus noticed that i used twt and tweet instead of X, sorry lol)

of course i remember you! hi, love! and YES, of course i saw that tweet, and i feel totally not normal about it! i would link them but i can't remember which accounts they're from sigh. also i hate calling it "x" bc cause wtf is that. LMAO

but onto this gem of a thought. honestly, he'd tease you so much if he caught you gushing over those tweets, he'd be so sweet about it though. if you don't mind i wanna add some more to this under the cut cause it just came to mind hehe (it's so long and i didn't proof read. help).

he caught you trying to finger yourself in his dorm room after spending almost hours scrolling through your timeline. you weren't really expecting to see anything interesting, but the only thing that popped up was the clips of him and that finger movement that caught your attention and immediately drove you insane. you couldn't help but keep watching the same clip over and over again in awe. it was just so attractive, especially when he made that certain expression and looked right straight at the camera, almost as if he were looking right at you.

so here you were now, desperately bucking your hips up against your hand, sticking your fingers as far inside your cunt as you could, palming your clit to gain some extra friction. you whined exasperatedly as you failed miserably yet again, not being able to get that stimulation you so desperately wanted.

chan got home a few minutes ago, so he's already been watching you, chuckling to himself softly cause you just look so cute like that—legs spread, face flushed a bright red, fucking your fingers in and out of your sopping hole. you keep going for a few more minutes, until you finally toss your head back to groan in frustration because it's just not enough.

his cock is already twitching, straining in his pants at the sight of you, so he can't help but open the door, and he finds it cute how you immediately close your legs and draw your hand back, the surprise of having been caught in the act showing on your face. he laughs softly and sits next to you on the bed. "what's wrong, love? you upset?" he asks, his tone teasing, yet sweet, and you can tell it's because he knows exactly what you were doing.

you nod and sigh, trying your best to come up with a reasonable explanation as to why you were naked on your boyfriend's bed, alone, when you knew he'd always expected you to wait for him whenever you needed to get off. "i was scrolling through twitter, and i saw these tweets about you... i got curious so i spent a while looking at them, and then..." you trail off with a gasp as he suddenly grabs your phone from where you'd put it next to you on the bed. you try to snatch it back, but he's a lot quicker than you. he scrolls a little bit, his expression serious, and then a smug smile plays at the corner of his lips as he looks at you again.

"aw baby, is this why you were so hot and bothered?" he asks, as he shows you one of the clips he was looking at, the same one from earlier, and your face turns an even darker shade of red as you nod. "that why you were using your cute little fingers, even though you know they're not good enough? you've got me right here. you could've asked me instead of just watching videos of me. i'll do whatever you want as long as i can make you feel good."

you feel like you're melting at the way condescension practically drips off his tongue, and you let him spread your legs for you again, this time using his own fingers to tease your swollen bud. he's such a dream come true. "'m sorry i couldn't wait for you," you start, but he shushes you softly. "that's okay, baby. i'm here now. i can help you," he says, and you want to thank him, but your words are cut short by the almost embarrassingly loud squeal that escapes your throat when he suddenly sticks his pointer and middle fingers in without warning, curling them just right, just like in that clip, finally giving you that pleasure you'd been chasing for hours now.

he watches you intently, from the way your back arches, to the way you clench around his fingers, but his expression stays blank. it doesn't take you that long to cum, and when you do, he doesn't stop. you look at him with furrowed brows, whining from the overstimulation, and he simply chuckles at your expression, not saying anything as he keeps torturing your walls with his fingers mercilessly. he's pushing you close to the edge all over again surprisingly quickly, and once you reach your second orgasm, you're already asking him to slow down, stop for a minute, so you can catch your breath. still, he doesn't. by the time you reach your fourth orgasm, you're already a sobbing stuttering mess as he makes you even more dumb on his fingers, begging him to stop, but that only makes him go much faster, his palm smacking your clit as he does so.

"this how needy you are for me? wanting to get yourself off without me cause of some video? you poor thing, thinking your fingers alone would satisfy you. you know you can't do it without me. guess i just have to remind you, hmm?"

[sensei-venus]

I jus saw a onlyfans! Hawk and I loved it then I was looking for camboy! Robby Keene smut and it honestly makes more sense. He would love the attention. From showing off his partner to being an absolute sub on camera. He would degrade you so much more on camera too. He definitely has a voyeur kink, and he's not afraid to show it.

I feel like he would be slightly against it at first but after a lot of thought and talking to his gf/wife, he would start to get into it.

They talk about how he doesn't have to do anything he doesn't want to and he doesn't even have to show his face. He starts to warm up the idea after that. When his gf/wife starts telling him about all the fun stuff they could do on video or in pictures, he pops a boner real quick.

He wants to try a lot of things that he hasn’t before just because they get so show it online for others to see. It also gives him a huge advantage to actually ask Reader to do things for him. Like asking to ride him for videos, or lazy slow rides where it borders on just cockwarming. He was able to grind up into her while hugging her plush body against his.

Kneeling her ass cheeks so he can part them for the live video they are doing. The whole time out of camera range he is just kissing all over her chest and neck. Whispering how good she is and how much he’s enjoying this new little hobby of theirs.

Please don’t get me started on Robby watching-

I don’t know if he would be ready to see Reader with someone just yet. He has a lot of issues around that kinda stuff at first. But shit- watching Reader get herself off? Oh yeah he’s all for it. He loves watching her get all naked, sit pretty on their bed, legs apart with a big vibrator between her folds. Watching her play with her pretty pussy for a good hour or so.

Duo cam videos? Where one camera is of Robby stroking his fat dick while watching Reader from a chair beside their bed. The other is directly in front of Reader showing off her big tits and fluffy belly, showing off how she teases her sopping folds with a nice thick pink vibrator Robby got her as a present.

I feel like Robby would be into low key asmr vids like that too. Where while that is happening, Reader is just whispering to him about how he’s such a good boy, watching her play with herself just for him. That he can touch her after the video is done. He almost whimpers when he shoves her cum covered fingers into his mouth and his hips jerk up. His dick throbbing while she just teases him about later, that if he keeps doing a good job jerking himself off later on she will take care of him for doing such a good job not trying to touch her during the live.

The minute Reader is whimpering and moaning and her pussy clamps down around the touch, Robby is done too. His dick shoots off as he paints his stomach with a big load. Some of it even splashes onto Reader’s stomach and chest by pure coincidence. They sit their panting as they cool off. Robby softly yanking the last bit of cum out while Reader throws her toy to the side and lays their two twitching. Robby leans over so gently and starts making out with her. She puts a hand on his chest while they start making out, she hits the end button in the camera and they start fucking.

Uhhh Robby being so needy and submissive while doing pure fuck videos.

At first you would think that because he’s behind her, fucking her hard from the back that he’s being the dom in the video. Well he’s definitely not. You can tell when he starts whimpering and jumping into her while holding her hands.

You can’t see his face in the video but he has his face right next to her ear while making all kinds of little noises. Reader can’t believe how much she’s loving it all. She loves feeling him what to do, and he loves doing it. Making her happy and being a “good boy” for her gets him going so fast. He feels kinda nasty for it but fuck does it feel good.

[bimbodoggie]

cybersex • (simon “ghost” riley x camgirl!reader)

contents/warnings: fem reader, consensual filming, toys, mean!dom simon, impregnating mention, face sitting, yourself on the shelf position, reader is plus sized, size kink, hair pulling, also simon is an asshole, oh also simon has a jacob’s ladder teehee :3

a/n: i started school and this semester has been beating my ass, MINORS/AGELESS BLOGS DNI!, all art is by @ave661

your job was way easier than simon’s, you’d play dress up and take pretty pictures and videos for thousands of people on the internet….but simon he didn’t mind it because he knew that you were untouchable.

sometimes it did bother him tho, the fact others got to see what was his on the daily, but you could quit anytime you wanted, but this particular day it was different. the way simon was acting was kind of….strange, but then again he’s a 6’2 1/2 man who parades in a skull eggshell mask and the occasional balaclava with gunpowder or charcoal to match

all day your mind was filled by your thoughts of how he’s probably on the verge of breaking up with you right now, but then again this is the same man who spent his free time on base using your photos and videos as jerk bait….the front door creaked open and the sound of his boots and duffle bag hit the floor, its like this man had no trace of sound because next thing you know you two were eye to eye staring at each other.

it was embarrassing to say the least because well, you were naked and vulnerable…the only noise that came from his mouth was a satisfied grunt followed by a quick kiss on the mouth, you decided breaking the silence first was the best thing to do considering…

“are you leaving me?” was the question of the day, he froze, like a deer in headlights…if only you knew that was the complete opposite of what needed to be said from his mouth…once again silence filled the room as he walked over and shut off your camera which made you wonder even more about what his next move was

“you know, i’ve been thinking…that maybe instead of being being the director i get my role of the old pervert, something we can both remember yeah?”

what the fuck…is this the big secret he was storing away in his file cabinet? a fantasy, your mouth opened and closed, simon’s reaction was pretty expected, a hearty laugh a booming one at that…

“cmon use your words i know somewhere in that empty brain of yours you can conjure up a couple words yeah?”

instead of a verbal response which he wanted you just shook your head and ignored him which you would have to pay the price later but who cares at least him leaving you isn’t in the equation.

without warning simon picked you up and put you on the bed, looking you in your eyes to indicate that you either was going to break or he was going to break you.

he lifted his mask and started kissing from your neck all the way down to your malleolus bone, this man knew your body like the back of his hand, all the sensitive spots, where to lick, bite and touch he knew it all. he paused to turn on the camera.

“the first thing you’re gonna do is get on your knees and tell the audience what you’re doing today, then depending on how good you are i’ll let you be in charge for a little how does that sound lovey”

your brain circuited and was now functioning off of the commands from simon you scrambled from the bed to the floor…your big eyes met his lifeless ones.

“hi- hi everyone today i will be letting my boyfriend ghost be in my- my vids”

this was humiliating but you enjoyed every single moment, your mouth met his tip which was glistening with pre and begging to be touched, his cock was decorated with piercing jewelry which was a stimulant for your cunt, with his free hand he grabbed a fistful of hair and guided you to what he wanted to do, after that nothing but grunts and degrading phrases bounced around the walls

before he was remotely close to finishing he then picked you up and fucked into you, it was too much to bare, thousands of people watching you and how your boyfriend abuses your cunt on the daily basis, simon’s hand came into contact with your ass groping it, and leaving marks which will show in the morning

there was a heart shaped, light pink butt plug jewel which sparkled in the reflection of the light, the sounds of skin filled the room as you cried out for him to be gentle, he ignored your plea but instead moved a little closer to the camera putting your holes on display for thousands to see

user239329849: he’s such a lucky man

anon3453905: i would do anything to get my hands on her

simon laughed at the desperation comments that entailed of men and their sick fantasies, but simon was the only one who could act on them…he then put you down and signaled you to sit on his face, as much as you wanted to tell him your cunt was saying too much, you wanted him and needed him…the way his warm tongue consoled your weeping cunt had you in tears, the whining and crying for him to slow down was non existent to him.

he then positioned you to where your face was in the camera while he spread open the globes of your brown ass, “gonna give you a baby, i always know when you’re ovulating, i always track it on my calendar in my phone to make sure i get you pregnant” he rasped as he increased his pace….so much was going on which made you wonder if you could take him or not

he wanted a view of how your skin turned red at the sight of him battering your insides like it was some sick recipe…. “si baby, please im just please” your replied to him as he looked you in the eyes, a light slap from his hand was to question if you were still there or if you was just brainless, you started babbling incoherent sentences which was an indication to simon you were close, he took his hand pressed it again your lower abdomen…you tried you really did but he knew your body like a map

“you really are braindead, just a hole f’me and nothin else yea?”

that sent you overboard, it was enough with the jewelry that decorated his cock, you felt the band in your stomach pop making you to make a mess, it felt as if he planned this, he was sick but you liked it….he then turn your ass and cunt to the camera to show the cum leaking out of your throbbing hole….a sloppy kiss from simon was all you needed, you felt like he was breaking you

“touch her and i will find you personally and kill you”

he then ended the live stream to give you aftercare but deep down you knew he was serious

[cumulo-stratus]

“You Do This Everyday?”

Pairing: Spencer reid x Male! Youtuber! Reader

Description: y/n has a pretty popular cooking channel and one day after y/n doesnt edit out spencer givving y/n a kiss when he gets home the fans go crazy wanting a video where you bake together so you make a vid answering questions while making a fall recipe

Warnings: possible swearing, fluff, spencer being a clueless little pookie <3

Flufftober day 12: cooking together

A/N: I saw a fic with he idea of spencer x youtuber reader and i loved it so here we are. i think this idea is so cute and has so much potential so i hope i do it justice <3 Enjoy!

The last of the afternoon light streamed through the windows of Y/n and spencers kitchen, and theirs laughs rang out loudly through the otherwise quiet apartment. Y/n had put his weight on spencer- his face stuffed into his spencers chest trying to muffle his laugh. When the laughing finally died down to giggles y/n lifted his face and said 

“spence- spencer we need to redo the intro!” 

“But we’ve done it 2 times already!”

“yes- and well do it a third and a fourth if you dont stop laughing whenever i start talking!” 

The loving bickering was only that- bickering. Spencer didnt mind doing another take, and another one, if it meant he got to see y/n laugh again he would do it 10 times. His attention was pulled back to reality by his boyfriend counting down, starting again.

“3, 2, 1, rolling. Hello ladies, gentlemen, and rats under chef hats, i welcome back to my channel- I hope your having a funky fun day becasue in todays video im going to be making minestrone soup- but with a twist! i read your comments- ive seen the requests, so today my lovely and beautiful and handsome boyfriend will be joining us!”

Y/n motioned for spencer to come into frame and he shuffled in while his boyfriend did jazz hands around him for special effects. spencer giggled at his boyfriends antics while he introduced him.

“everybody this is spencer- hes my boyfriend, and today he’s gonna help me make soup. And yes we will eat it for dinner afterwards!”

Y/n trailed off and stayed silent for a couple seconds for editing later before giving spencer a kiss on the lips- silently thanking him for participating in the video. 

“okay- now i need to start with the veggies- can you grab them out the fridge please?”

“of course m’lord!” spencer used a joking tone as he pulled all the bags labeled “for soup” and dropped them unceremoniously on the counter, eliciting a chuckle from y/n. After taking the vegetables out of their bags and setting them back on the counter, y/n went back and started the camera. Spencer giggled as y/n began to speak. 

"Okay so we're gonna start by cutting our veggies- but, and especially because my boyfriend over here is a bit of a germaphobe, we're gonna wash them first, thoroughly.”

spencer chuckled at this while his boyfriend poured the veggies into a veggie spinner that he had gotten him for christmas. After washing he brought them back to the island infront of the camera and said “Just like that- poof! clean veggies” (definitely thinking of the audio and just like that- poof! lola’s gone. wrong- im right here you fucking brusell sprout!) 

Spencer looked at y/n confused and asked "wait but- why'd you say poof? You washed them right here?!"

Y/n started giggling and took Spencer's hands in his and said "Spence- lovey I washed them off camera and then I'm gonna edit it to look like they poofed clean" spencer looked down for a moment before looking back up causing y/n to burst out laughing as he said “oh. i gués that makes sense, sorry..” and gave y/n a peck on the lips. Y/n pulled out the knife block and set it on the counter, starting the camera. 

“Okay so im gonna have spence prep my veggies and then I’ll cut them into peices about the size of my thumbnail, or a little bigger.” spencer nodded, understanding his job and started by peeling a carrot. not five minutes in of him cutting and peeling, and of course while you were filming a quick shot of you guys cutting the vegetables- did he cut his finger! y/n wa focused on dicing the onion when he heard a loud yelp from his boyfriend next to him. His headshot up looking at his boyfriend, concerned. 

"What's wrong love?" 

"I cut my finger" Spencer had the most doe eyed, helpless look on his face as he held up his finger, which was now streaming blood. Y/ns eyes knitted in concern for his boyfriend and he walked over, dabbing the blood with a dish rag. 

"Oh my poor baby- here lemme help you."

Y/n left a small peck on his boyfriend's hand, leading him over to the sink to wash it off. Spencer just pouted as the cool water splashed over his finger. Y/n chuckles before getting a bandaid from the first-aid kit in the kitchen, and gently placing it on Spencer's newly cleaned finger. 

After cleaning up the blood, and confiscating Spencer's knife and peeler. 

The couple then took a couple minutes to regroup, and finish the vegetables, before filming the rest of the video.

While y/n put away his camera and turned down the burner under the freshly made soup, Spencer flopped down onto the couch sighing and said "you do this everyday?" Y/n chuckled at this and to flopped down on top of Spencer, giving him a kiss on the cheek and saying "yup- and I still have to edit out all the clips of you just laughing" y/ns tone was teasing while Spencer's became defensive as he spoke in his defense, "hey- I don't do it for a living, you do! You know I'm a terrible cook y/n.. speaking of I think I deserve another kiss for that cut I got on my hand earlier.." Spencer trailed with a smirk. His boyfriend sighed in fake resignation and leaned for a kiss, holding back a laugh as their lips met. 

The End 

[tejan-sunny]

AHH new blog spotted!

if you're up to it, can you do shigaraki x fem!reader but reader is a social media influencer/is popular online? wether it be for streaming, music, arts..blah blah, it's up to you! i just want her to post a video of the big bad villain in her comfy pink and coquette bed ? and it spreads so far around the internet that it even reaches all might?

(Can't find the vid but i saw it on tiktok💔)

Omg yes sure i hope this is to your liking if not I can rewrite it for you enjoy

NOT MY GIF

Strangers to friends Shigaraki x fem reader

Fluff

“ = speaking

‘ = thoughts

Tw: slight cussing, mentions of childhood trauma, alcoholic mom, absent father

You were a well known twitch streamer and YouTube creator, You had noticed noticed that you were receiving a lot of donations from one particular person and for a while you didn’t look into it but recently, when some of your students failed you notice that that one person would always be there and sent you a donation so you decided to look into it, and after a while, you figured out that his name was a Shigaraki and that’s what you figured out who was the number one villain in Japan and at first you were kind of scared because what was the villain doing on your twitch stream and one night during one of the year assumes that wasn’t most popular you notice he was there, and right, when you’re about to log off for the night he set a number in the chat and you took it surprising though After a while, you realize that even though he was a Villain actually kind of nice guy I mean everybody has their flaws, but he was generally nice and one day you saw a news, article and videos talking about how bad he was, and how evil he was and you felt really bad because he was one of your closest friends now and you don’t have many friends because your family and friends didn’t think you make it very far in life being a YouTube blogger and a twitch streamer so one day you decide to set up your camera in your nice cozy little room with your pink LED lights and hello kitty plushy‘s and you were going to make a video about him ” hey guys so today’s video won’t be what I post I actually want to sit down and talk about the Villain Shigaraki”

Shigaraki pov:

After yelling at Dabi all day and planning all mights downfall I go back to my room to see if y/n was streaming and see she was live on YouTube “hey guys so today’s video won’t be what I post I actually want to sit down and talk about the Villain Shigaraki” she said and my heart started to beating really fast ‘ her video is about me what the fuck’ I thought as I continue to listen “ I know a lot of y’all think he’s a bad guy, but have you ever wondered what it’s like for a villain and why they turn into a villain and I’m gonna be so honest with you. I had a rough childhood father who was never there and alcoholic mother, so I know what it’s like to grow up with a rough childhood so maybe that’s happened to him or maybe he got a abandoned so I just ask you guys as my followers stop before you judge anyone to think about what might of happened to them that made them this way “ she continued as I listen to her I feel this weird feeling it’s almost like I have compassion for her

[drartslog]

Barn scene breakdown-1

Second part coming in a couple of hours as I have to rewrite it due to network collapse *sigh*

Now that it was announced that Joseph left... Guess all I have left are these precious little bits of his acting mastery. Get ready, this scene is an emotional train wreck

Let’s do this.

First shot, camera heavily tilted to the left.

Before Charlotte Brändström said this angle was to show how Adar tips Galadriel off balance, me and my partner had a discussion on whether it is to show that they’re both Distorted (yes, with Melkor’s darkness) or it is a victory OR even sin scales leaning towards Galadriel.

Galadriel’s standing dagger in hand, full body towards Adar, in an undeniable position of power, although she’s keeping her distance to be able see Adar clearly.

Adar is stripped of the gauntlet and whatever piece of rusted shit tip of sauron’s spear lol he’s carrying for a knife, he’s sitting in a very insecure pose, back to the wall, legs drawn to chest, his pierced hand hugging his mangled one.

Also, take notice how the light falls through the openings, just slightly casting Galadriel in itself and never touching Adar. They’re both quite deep in the dark, aren’t they? :)

Adar’s listening but looking past Galadriel, somewhere down and to the left of her (from Adar’s POV).

What might seem as a wandering gaze is actually a gaze fixed on her dagger. He doesn’t seem to fear her at all but it quite seems he’s waiting whether the torture is going to arrive or not. He’ll be looking at the dagger more or less until Galadriel threatens to torture the orcs.

Ah, there we go. Let me close-up.

The moment Galadriel says “the Sons of the Dark“ Adar’s lips’s corners twist down in a bitter smirk. (A vid might show it better)

And yes, “the Sons of the Dark“ does sound like it’s some title, something these elves chose to be, a name that they might carry with pride as the servants of Melkor. Adar is both bitter and angry at the assumption.

Adar glances at Galadriel for the first time.

The self-naming thing is the only thing he will put up a fight for. He doesn’t even begin to argue with the twisted, the ruined, the slaves, the scourge, as he knows his fight won’t matter to his captor, that all his statements will be disregarded.

The self-naming doesn’t interest Galadriel either (understandable, the Orcs are her enemy, she doesn’t want them to be humanized), as she cuts in

(Adar’s back looking at the dagger)

Adar bursts out laughing. At least what he substitutes for a burst of laughter.

He could’ve told her, he really could, all the stuff that passed unnoticed in the forest before her very eyes. But would she ever believe him, the enemy, that her friend is the true Enemy?

It is Adar’s continuous stare at the dagger that seems to make Galadriel realize she’s holding onto it.

I’m not guessing whether she has tortured Orcs before, but she’s really not into torturing in cold blood someone who resembles her kin so uncomfortably. She glances at the dagger in doubt, then finds another way.

We know this threat’s enough to make Adar start talking.

But it’s also the only thing that actually makes him look away from the potential source of his own torture (the dagger) for the first time and look at the potential source of torture for his Uruks (the sun). He blinks as the threat settles in.

It’s also the first time you can see his eyes glisten with unshed tears.

He starts talking while looking at the Uruks.

(Interesting word choice, though, he calls Melkor Morgoth, “The Black Foe of the World”, a title Feanor gave him and Elves used as an insult. But it is probably because tRoP doesn’t have the rights for “Melkor”)

He will never even once glance at Galadriel during his speech.

(Interesting word choice-2, though, as it shows us Adar called Sauron something else. Tar-Mairon probably, the guy loved that name)

He now stares into nothingness and his lips tremble when he talks about a power over flesh. The tears in his eyes can be fully seen now.

Mawle is playing it full PTSD-flashback mode, tbh. The sheer amount of shit Adar’s seen is reflected in his tired and strained expression.

Also let me point out this is the first time he’s ever talking about his feat of taking down the greatest Maia to walk Middle-Earth. Not a good time, not the best person to spill out to.

“He bid as many as he could follow him far North. But tried, as he might, something was missing. A shadow of dark knowledge that kept itself hidden. Even from him.“

And oh, Galadriel believes him really well.

She has been there, she has been to the stronghold where Sauron died, she has even felt the coldest chamber where the Uruk torture and, presumably, the murder occured. She blinks as shifts gaze as she realizes Adar’s telling the truth.

Adar’s not forgiving Sauron for what he did. He’s looking even lower than before, completely at the floor, even shaking his head a little bit.

He calls the Uruk “children”, he also expresses his discontent with what Sauron did.

And that’s what (quite literally) pulls Galadriel out of trance.

She has been unconsciously leaning towards Adar as he was telling the story but now that the spell is broken, she pulls back and keeps distance.

This is the first time he says these words out loud, “I killed Sauron”. It seems it’s hard for him to believe himself as at first he states it differently, “I split him open”, and only then makes himself acknowledge and say “I killed Sauron“.

It’s a confession Adar makes more to himself then to Galadriel.

Of course she doesn’t. She unifies everything that is connected to Melkor and can’t take in that someone on THAT side might actually not be on Melkor’s or Sauron’s side.

Now it’s Adar who’s not impressed at all. The camera does a job of breaking the viewers neck to see it, and I have a feeling it was to further deepen the misunderstanding between Galadriel and Adar. Galadriel just can’t see him right.

He tilts his head and looks back up at Galadriel for the first time since his story. Lets out an amused exhale (can’t show that on a gif!)

Adar seems to know the drill. I guess it’s not his first time talking to the Elves as an Uruk. So the Elven concept of “Orcs are indescibably inferior to us“ is very well-known to him.

By now he’s just saying it for her, mocking her, showing her he knows what she’s about to say.

But Adar is wrong, it wasn’t the Uruks in whole Galadriel was thinking of.

Oh that contempt in her eyes as she’s looking him up and down. She doesn’t see him as a threat, she doesn’t see him as a leader, she doesn’t see him as anything at all.

And then we get aboard the actual emotional train wreck that is this scene because Galadriel’s view of the world finally snaps Adar (and it’s not the personal insult that gets him but her view of the Uruks)

Galadriel’s isn’t taking that. For her, Orcs are definitely not a race of their own. They’re mindless beasts unleashed by Morgoth/Sauron.

Galadriel gets Adar even more, notice how his lips tremble and how his eyebrows and lower eyelids move before he says “a heart“. That’s what it looks like to argue and not believe you’ll ever be heard.

He isn’t heard. For Galadriel, Orcs are connected to Melkor, therefore they’re evil and that’s all there is to it.

And so Adar appeals to the only being they both have little knowledge about, trying to get to her through religion, if nothing else works.

They interrupt each other during this argument, the dialogue speeding up, showing each one passionately standing their own ground, ready to defend their own view of the world.

Galadriel isn’t ready to comprehend that Orcs may not want to serve Melkor/Sauron and may have wishes of their own. Something as simple as a home or just a life. Adar’s simply tired and miserable from hitting against the wall even as he tries again and again. There are tears in his eyes as he says the “just as worthy of a breath of life“ line. Firstly I thought it was just light reflection but no, the tears are perfectly seen when he blinks (after the word “life”). This freaking moment breaks my heart every time I see it

Galadriel’s world collides against that. She hasn’t the slightest idea what to do with his words at first as they don’t match anything she thinks or believes in. She just stands there as her brain is trying to cope.

Adar saves her the need to immediately answer.

He’s looking at the floor, at the tunnel dig from Orodruin.

Galadriel’s brain copes. And it does so the easiest way, repelling everything she has just heard, so her world may stay the same as before.

Galadriel is rejecting everything Adar has said, repeating out loud what she has always thought about the Orcs.

[dotster001]

i am humbly asking for a type one match up for obey me. describe myself, you say? okay i can do that. i spend a lot of my time doing chores and lazing around on the internet. i'm a decent cook and i listen to video essays (usually philosophytube) when i'm doing house stuff. i am pretty indifferent to what happens around me in a day-to-day sense but i love losing myself in books or manwhas. i also have a lot of trouble keeping track of time and i cry when i get angry (this seemed important to bring up)

that's it im probably rambling BUT congrats on 1.5k !! <3

(I have seen your humble request, and have made you a match. I hope you enjoy this my dear!)

I match you with Leviathan.

Sometimes it's really hard to make a match, but this one I knew immediately. And you may have seen this one coming, but still 😂.

He's so pumped that you like to hang on the internet. He's probably a reddit troll, let's be real, so he enjoys just the two of you sitting quietly and doing your own thing on the internet, maybe leaning over to each other every once in a while to show the other a meme. The other brothers usually find you both cuddling and on a device. It's really cute, and Mammon may or may not have started a viral Devilgram account of just the two of you being cuddly together.

You're both giving Lucifer early gray hairs. Especially when you both get eachother a new book or a new manga, and it's ten hours later and neither of you have left his room. He definitely has concerns.

Though, those concerns are eased a little but when he sees you just cleaning Levi's room one day…doing chores? Without him even asking? Just for like…fun?

Levi:Would you like to stay for dinner?

Lucifer: Would you like to stay forever?

Leviathan, someone who can go off for hours about his favorite fandoms, and someone who has lived for eons…play any of your philosophy vids and he has OPINIONS. Unasked for opinions, usually, but it's cute to see him go off for hours about something that is essentially just…..subjective and subject to change depending on society and the audience. Honestly, there's plenty of times where he's waxing on about life's meaning as he mindlessly destroys bosses in a game. Meanwhile, you're just sitting there staring at him like, huh?

He gets really scared that he fucked up the first time you start crying in the middle of an argument.  He's one to talk considering how often he summons Lotan. When you've both cooled down later you'll have to explain that you just cry when you're mad, and You're not breaking up with him. Afterwards, it's easier. Turns out he also cries when he's mad, he's just trained himself over the years to wait until the person he's arguing with has left the room. 

You were chilling in your room when you heard your beloved boyfriend scream.

You rushed to his room in a panic to see him scrolling through a Devilgram account  that looked like pictures of the both of you snuggling and playing games, or reading, or looking at videos together. Pictures you didn't remember taking.

"MAMMON YOU ARE SO DEAD!" Levi screamed, not realizing you were standing right there.

"Levi!" You shouted covering your ears, and startling him back to reality.

"Sorry," he murmured, "but look what Mammon's been doing!"

You leaned in, trying not to get flustered by how nice your boyfriend's scent was, and began scrolling through the pictures.

"I mean, they are cute pictures…."

"Yeah, I guess," Levi pouted.

"And it looks like there's a lot of followers who want to see what the Avatar of Envy's everyday life is like…"

"Uh huh…"

"And most of the comments are pretty positive, they seem happy for us. And those that aren't are because they are envious that they don't have the Avatar of Envy," you said with a smirk as Levi started slumping in his chair and trying to hide his reddening cheeks. 

"Hmmm…. Well once we get those cameras he hid out of your room…. I'm gonna follow this account."

"Nooooooo……" he whined.

"What? My boyfriend's cute," you giggled. "Plus, we spend most of our time cuddling like this, so it's nice to have pictures."

"Stooooop," he whined, burying his face in his hoodie.

You sat in his lap to get a better look, and subconsciously ran your fingers through his hair as you scrolled through. 

"I'm making this one my lock screen."

"Please stooooop!"

[racingtoaredlight]

The playing is as incredible as the recording is awful

You got this gigantic room, high ceilings, hard surfaces everywhere...

Same thing here. Just unbelievably poor recording...I honestly have no idea what they were thinking doing this series, setting up all these cameras, and giving such little thought to the quality of sound. An iPhone mic would have been a drastic improvement.

Just listen to how much better this sounds. Pay attention to the mic in the video...it's nothing special, not some crazy fancy tube mic with some wizard behind the scenes EQ'ing it into heaven...just a single condenser mic a couple feet in front of the guitar.

And all of the sudden, it has low end and mid-range. The quality of each note is distinct and clear...not muddled together in a wash of room reverb and echo. You can actually hear the quality of the guitar, instead of recuding a $15,000+ instrument to a banjo being recorded in a bathroom.

Recording isn't easy by any means...but it ain't rocket science either. So much bad recording can be offset by simply making better decisions before a note gets played.

Pay attention to Russell's right hand. It's unorthodox, relatively speaking. He fires from the middle knuckles instead of the big ones...hey, if it works at this level who am I to criticise? Because the sound and precision he gets is truly world class.

You can really see this right hand well in the top vid. Notice how he's relying almost entirely on his middle knuckles...compare that to Pepe Romero below, and note how Romero is using his big knuckles to move everything.

***postscript...found this well after writing the first part of the post...you wanna hear a well-recorded guitar in a huge room? Here you go. A simple two-mic setup about 3 feet in front of him. Start at 1:23 to hear how well the mics pic up every little tick of the guitar. Also a great shot of his right hand in free-motion without regard for technique...should me said this performance is definitely flamenco rather than classical guitar.

This piece was written by Pepe's dad, Calendonio. The Romero family is classical guitar and flamenco royalty, for reasons that should be pretty obvious from the handful of Pepe videos I've shared the past few months.

[lonespektr]

Oct 26th The Deep House

It's a couple

The guy is a vlogger they travel

First visit is a derelict sanatorium

The lady seems to tolerate his shenanigans

They appear to travel blog for money maybe, just white people with family money probably

Yeah they are just rich white people with history degreees

Local is getting paid a small fee to show the couple a secret spot where a perfectly preferred house is under water

She's a tag a long. I mention it cause I was just reading a long thread about men who get partnered to just any woman, they don't actually like them but just want one to do things for them and these women take on their partners habits/hobbies and display an interest and the men never do the same

She scares easily he constantly does stupid pranks she doesn't like she learns how to dive goes on these creepy things she only kinda tolerates

Anyway they dive sure the guy waits up top (he hiked them in)

He's playing music she hates and making sacrilegious jokes she doesn't like

The underwater house is actually locked up tight

Save for a single window

Ok some discrepancies they were informed the area was a planned flood however inside the house is fully furnished

Wealthy enough to have 1 underwater 4k camera 1 underwater drone an air drone all this scuba shit they don't make any money off the vids they admitted

He's condensending

Family portrait perfectly preserved in water

They heard voices and said "interference "

From fucking what bro you under the water

The BIG QUESTION how is this stuff not all decayed

His hypocrisy was brought up by her earlier as he says in one tourist spot "every asshole with a go-pro is here." whilst holding a go pro

Intermittent pentagrams n shit

Now scratches on the door

Camera and audio intermittent disruptions to feed

Thru have stayed together

Not much is floating I mean old ass furniture still weighs shit even in water I suppose but it's all very "staged" like why is the candelabra floating right above the table why not any where in the house

It's close to found footage because when the camera glitches the screen goes

Missing children newspaper clippings newspaper disintegrates in like 4 seconds in water 🤷🏾🤷🏾🤷🏾

Why isn't anything degraded?

SECRET ROOM behind jesus

The water is murky they can't see shit drone in

Supply room

Super 8

Hanging suspended chain bodies

She said NOPE lets go. He said yea you right then just fuccckin

He verbalizes acquiescence and then immediately revoked it just straight lies

General Satanic pentagram shit

2 bodies with masks like man in the iron mask shit

Now they are separated the the first time

Nm they back together

They leave the way they came in

Annnddd it's brick walled off

The guy is calming her down and it's meant to make her seem hysterical but honestly why is he so fuccking calm ANND this is all his fault

Like suspiciously calm

Isn't it hard to break glass under water because uniform pressure on both sides and like no leverage of like wind up??? Plus water resistance

Back in the body room to follow a rouge fish out

No dice too small

Rouge music playing ...from no where

Now been awol'd and bodies awol'd

Now lady is meat hooked and we got red water chaos and of course..lady screaming

She's having visual and auditory hallucinations well kept the meat hook

Of course the guy takes the masks off like look babe bodies still here

Bodies start moving...home owners

Lol they aren't trying to talk just pursuing and staring

There's no reason for him to be that calm

Now falling rocks as they try to go out the chimney

I haven't mention the lady lied about how long she can free dive

Lady is stuck in chimney

Dude awol again

Electronics are on the fritz

But not... There's no reason went they can't hear each other via radio

Why is dude locked in random bedroom?

They were right next to each other

The guy who led them there is a family member of the drowned house. Not only are the bodies alive they are also walking on the floor...bodies um...float

The bodies are attacking them separately well tbh they are looking for them and grabbing at them

Woman Kris screaming for dude

Dude stopped asking after her 2 mins in

Now been mask cracked a bit access he's talking weird shit

How did he know there was a snake in her suit

Well she's afraid of them but it was tiny and adorable but underwater snakes usually poisonous but that lil baby was cute as hell it was like 2 shoe laces thick and not as long

It's a gardener baby snek

He's leading her into a trap and talking nonsense

Missing kids from the house via video footage conveniently projected

The bodies he popping up convenient times

Now sis is at 1% air finally stops stabbing with the knife edge had the whole friggin time

Ghostly stabs dude with knife

Air 0

She still down they're playing games

Ghostly bodies still standing on the ground like??? Demonic possession reduces buoyancy ???

She's breaking for it without air and with no ascent breaks

Secs from breach she stops ..inaccurate portrayal of ascension unless they are saying her lungs....it's still wrong

Lol that's it

That was dumb

Would have been better if he faked the whole thing and she dumps him and finds new hobbies

[snappysprinkledog]

seeing people say the first rider who hit the sign in the tour de france should have ‘just moved round’ is kinda funny to me because it shows they literally know nothing about how professional cycling or just cycling in a pack works asrfg, like no he couldn't have moved round the sign for one with the pace they're going at and for two if he had he would have gone right into another cyclist because they were in a pack, ngl if you step on the road and stick a sign out into it in front of a pack of cyclists i think that's a pretty obvious dumb move asdfgh

[augustinewrites]

dad suna who has to go on an away game for a few days and has to leave his precious girl behind but you send rin pic and vids everyday of his daughter and when he comes back he immediately comes to hug her but she starts squirming cause she cant recognise him so he does their thing to make her remember (like idk blowing kisses on cheek or something cute :<)

also im sorry im sending in so much dad suna

i’m sobbing what the heck 😭 precious suna suki is back!

suna's never been the sentimental type. he doesn't often get emotional over things or people. (no, he wasn't crying at your wedding. it was the flowers and his non-existent allergies.)

but right now, he's feeling...maybe a little soft.

“hey, suna, ya feel like heading out for a bit?” atsumu asks as soon as he answers his phone. “we’re gonna head to samu’s shop for some food— i know he’d like to see you before ya head back home.”

and suna wouldn’t mind seeing osamu or eating some of his onigiri, but he’s got something else on his mind right now.

he shifts onto his side in the plush hotel bed, sighing. “i’m actually kind of tired, and we're leaving pretty early tomorrow."

"oh, okay," atsumu hums. then, after a second, "hey, you alright? ya sound a little sulky."

and, no, as he lays in bed alone, he’s not sulking because his team lost by a handful of points in the third set tonight. he's not even sulking because atsumu was part of the double block that stopped his hit in second.

"just tired," he repeats. "say hey to osamu for me."

he lowers the phone from his ear and hangs up, opening up his texts to watch the video he'd just gotten to see in the locker room after the game (the one he'd watched three more times on the bus back to the hotel).

"c'mon, honey, you can do it again," you coo in the video, the camera focused on your little daughter, who is laying on her back atop the blanket kita's grandmother had knitted. "let's show daddy what you did today!"

(that's him. he's a daddy. sometimes it still doesn't quite feel real.)

he's watching this video for what must be the dozenth time by now, pride still swelling in his chest as his baby rolls onto her stomach. he still smiles when you cheer, your enthusiasm prompting her to reveal a little, toothless smile.

the video ends on both your smiling faces, you laying on your stomach beside her, his baby frozen in a giggle as you blow him a good luck kiss. he didn't think it'd be this hard, being away from her for the first time since she'd been born.

suna glances at the time. it's a little past 11pm, no doubt past suki's bedtime and probably creeping up on yours. it's a lot of work, taking care of a five-month old on your own, you probably need some rest.

so he sends you a quick goodnight voice message and closes his eyes, hitting play on the video once more and clutching the phone to his chest.

-

you wake at the slight dip of the bed, suna placing a soft kiss to your hair and a whispering, "hey."

"rin," you mumble as he tucks his head under your chin, your hand instinctively coming up to tangle in his hair. "did you just get back?"

he hums an affirmative, an arm clinging to your waist. "missed you two lots."

he can hear the smile in your sleepy voice, as you press a kiss to his forehead. "we missed you too. did you see the video? we can start doing tummy time now. i read up on it, and the book said we should let her play on her tummy for a few minutes each day..."

rin nods as you explain the concepts behind tummy time. what a funny thing for him to get excited about. he's going to lay her on his chest and let him grab at his hair all she wants.

"she's growing up so fast," he sighs, holding you a little tighter. "seems like just yesterday we were bringing her home."

and, right on cue, the sound of his baby girl crying comes through the monitor you keep on the nightstand.

"i'll get her," suna volunteers, a little giddy as he rolls out of bed and heads across the hall to the nursery. he pumps some hand sanitizer onto his hands, rubbing them quickly before peering over the edge of the crib as they dry.

"hi, sweetheart," he coos, placing a hand on her belly. "how's my girl doing, hm?"

he frowns when she wails a little louder, clearly used to your presence over the last few days. so he reaches in to scoop her into his arms, laying her against his shoulder as he sits back in the rocking chair.

he rubs her back slowly as she squirms unhappily, but the movements start to cease when he presses his lips to her forehead, letting them linger as he holds her close, humming softly.

she relaxes in his hold, unhappy cries turning into what he can only describe as a content sighs as she starts to drift off again.

suna's never been the sentimental type, but this right here? with his daughter in his arms and her little fists curled into the fabric of his sweater?

he could get used to it.

[braineater444]

can i just say that my brain is rotting with thoughts of gross intruder sanzu and rindou who takes advantage of naive and virgin reader 😫 they'd record themselves violating u while laughing and probably upload the vid into some sketchy ass website too 😭😭 foaming at the mouth at the thought of them taking turns with you 😫🙏👍💅‼️😴😌🥺🤔😅😚🥺🥺🥺🥺

Tw/Cw: LOTS OF Blood, Noncon, Spit, Grossness, Virginity, Kinda Graphic, Minimal editing cuz im NOT an editor 😴

A/N: OKAY THIS TOOK ME FOREVER TO WRITE BECAUSE IVE BEEN STRUGGLING WITH IT FOR MONTHS DESPITE BEING VERY ENTICED AND ENTERTAINED BY THE IDEA… It got far more off the rails than I initially expected but liiiikkkkee… it’s literally this acc so iddkk. Ive been wanting to write this foreverrrr…

Even Rindō is caught off guard by the scream that tears through your vocal chords when Sanzu sheaths himself inside of you. He looks at the other man in shock, but Sanzu smiles wickedly at him while you gasp for air under his hold.

“Rin, she’s bleeding.” Sanzu says before pulling out and thrusting back in again just to hear you scream. With the next one, something within you breaks and your arms give out under you — Rin only finds his pants more uncomfortable than before.

You fall face first onto your floor and Rindō only hums his disapproval. Your pretty face needs to be on camera; it’s what’ll get them views and make them some money. Though neither of them is hurting for a check… they’re doing this for their own twisted enjoyment. Plus, the beating he gave you would be meaningless if you weren’t going to show it off under the bright flash of his phone camera, right?.

In an instant, Sanzu’s hand is in your hair and dragging you back up as he uses your unprepared virgin cunt for himself. You groan in desperation and agony, but it only goes ignored by the two men who broke into your home. You feel your nose might be broken.

Rindō bends down to your level, phone in your face, and the bright light making you squint. His free hand comes to your jaw, wet with blood from being hit so many times. He stops to admire his work. Typically, a busted lip is small and inconsequential, but the one he’s given you is widely split and gushing blood down your chin. It’ll require stitches after this, he’s sure. Maybe he should’ve taken his ring off before hitting you, but you’re stunning like this. Even without a bulky ring, your nose would bleed in the same way it is now. The blood from your nostrils curve around the outline of your lips and meet at your chin. You look absolutely miserable as tears fall from your eyes, and Rindō can’t take his eyes off of you.

“It hurts. Please let me go. I promise I won’t tell anybody.” You beg, pain running through your face. You can’t even bring yourself to look at the man you’re trying to reason with. Even with your head towards the camera, you can’t see it or him, you can only make out the outline of his hand wrapped tightly around his phone.The brightness of his phone flashlight hurts to even look at.

“It won’t matter if you tell,” Rindō says. “Everyone’s gonna know about you.” He smiles, but you can’t see it, anyway. Sanzu chuckles behind you.

“Please!” You cry. Your hand moves back to push at the pink-haired man’s hips and your body tries to move away from him, but all it takes is a powerful tug on your hair for you to knock it off. Instead, this time, your hand moves forward to push the other man’s camera out of your face. It works… briefly. You get a flash of his smile from behind the light and then you’re met with a stern slap to the face. It’s only right that another shriek tears through you with the pain of his actions. With that, the other man’s hand leaves your hair.

Rindō chuckles. He hasn’t seen misery like yours in a while. It’s beautiful.

His light’s back in your face like it never left, illuminating your tearful, bloody, and drool-filled nightmare. He sees his hands covered in your blood, spit, and tears and feels your body jolting forward with the work Sanzu’s putting in and feels something euphoric wash over him. You’ll be fucked up forever after this.

“Smile for me.” He coos, hand releasing your jaw, as if this was a wholesome moment and doing something for him would somehow make it more worth doing. He’s mocking you. “C’mon smile,” He says as he runs the same gross hand down the side of your face. You spit at him and barely miss. Rindō laughs at your defiance. “Sanzu…”

Before Rindō has to tell him what he wants, he’s already moving. In an instant, he’s fish hooking both sides of your mouth and spreading your busted lip wider. With every collision of your hips, it only hurts more.

“So pretty,” Rindō utters softly at the sight of your bloody teeth shining in the light. His mouth comes to yours without a thought running through his mind, as he licks the entire inside. The only taste he registers in full is the familiar irony taste of blood. This rings especially true when he opts to lick up the blood and drool mixture from your chin that leads right to the tear in your lip at which he flicks his tongue.

You pause in shock, unable to move in disgust and abject horror. He spits in your face, but unlike you, he doesn’t miss.

“You can let her go.” He says. Hands leave your mouth, but it all goes unregistered by you. By now, you’ve stopped crying, stopped screaming, and you’re on your hands and knees staring at the man in front of you, deaf to the sounds of skin slapping and the feeling of another man buried inside of you. The only thing you can feel is the pain in your face, the glob of spit sliding over your eye and shock. His smile is noticeably more unnerving than before as the silence between the two of you becomes overwhelming.

There’s nothing to say. There are no words. The only thing that brings you back to where you are and what’s happening is the man behind you slamming your entire body down onto the floor and resting his weight on top of you as he cums inside you. You can feel his breath on your neck and feel his hand clamoring for something, anything to hold. He lands on sliding his hand under you to harshly latch on to your chest. You whimper, but nothing else; you’re defeated.

You feel him move from on top of you and start to drag your body away. The pain between your legs is unbearable; you can’t stand up. You don’t make more than a couple of inches before you fall flat on your face. You can only watch as the men switch places above you, the pink haired one holding his own camera as he settles in front of you.

Your hand reaches for the space beside you, fingers straining at you, trying to grip the space and pull your body away. It doesn’t work. You’re left in the same spot.

“Where are you going?” Sanzu asks, camera pointed at your every move.

Rin watches you struggle silently from behind, wanting to see how far you can get before the countdown in his mind ends.

At five you’re back up on your elbows, dragging yourself less than an inch.

At four you move a little further and stronger than before.

Three only sees you pull yourself less than before and fall flat again.

Two is where the waterworks and begging start back up.

One is where he drags you back to them.