#i really am a dumb bitch tbh

[writingwithizzie]

Hey lil homies, just realized i have CHRONIC dumb bitch disease, and didn't have asks on, so uhmmm, if you think of anything, feel free to send it to my ask box.

[dreamieparadise]

Oh yeah since Jojo exposed the Momina 8 children fiasco I should add that when Hayato realizes that his children don't have a tribe (its through your dad) that actually makes him distraught!!! Momina comforts him by reminding him they have their own...tribe...I'm gonna throw up. I'm gonna choke her with her own intestines!!!

I blacked out in anger and snapped in the tags but also this is so long (tags) so I'll add here...really considered them having 9 kids because I think it'd be very funny for the two oldest to look at their dad like he's a monster. :) they did when the twins were born when they were 16 and 15 but would it not be even funnier if they visit from college and it's love "surprise! Hooyo is pregnant (again)!!" :) unfortunately I said Momina would be 41 when the twins are born BUT IMAGINE? Maybe for Mafia hs au 🙄

[janexromantic]

personally think that heaven's secret is good as it is with the 3 seasons that it had on the first book. that was a long ass book and had different but reasonable outcomes for me even having some of the characters dead. all of those happened as the consequences of every choice that i made during that book and i'm aware of that. although i did cry a river since almost all of them died in my gameplay except lucifer.

anyways, it would be better if we were given a couple of special episodes, but this one is a sequel book with a huge plot again. reading the first chapter of the book 2 was overwhelming bc it's like a sudden transition of a new world, the ten year time jump, the change of mc's face (it was really unnecessary??), new characters, and knowing that the others were already dead but suddenly alive again. all of these is giving me 'oh this book feels so different' and 'we're having big ass problems again? aren't we done with this shit already?'

i might sound like a hypocrite but don't get me wrong, i squealed and was hella excited when i saw that hs was gonna have a book 2. just wanted to voice all of these out. still excited about this book since the first one was written well and we get to see everyone again esp our li <33 hoping that this book is as good as the first one or better!!

[toytulini]

idk. picky eater rights. im coming to your events and turning my picky bitch nose up at your fancy ass desserts you spent a bajillion hours working over in the kitchen and asking if i can find like a basic ass brownie with no extra flairs or ingredients or steps or whatever the fuck. cry about it. stop trying to feed me

[djarinova]

oh end of july 2024... how i miss u

[petvles]

Me, an idiot: my phone crashed and i gotta delete some apps, im not using onelogin anymore so i guess ill delete that

My supervisor, not even a day later: hey can you use onelogin to log in to this platform and do a thing before you leave

Me:

[merlucide]

PLEASEEEEE CAN YOU WRITE HEADCANONS WITH RIN, KAISER, SAE, OTOYA AND REO AND A SHYREADER WHOS SHY AROUND PEOPLE SHE DOESNT KNOW BUT CRAZZYYYY AROUND PEOPLE SHE DOES KNOW PLSSSSS

BLLK BOYS WITH A SHY BUT CRAZY S/O

Notes: OFC WIFEY. Also… this scenario, seems, a bit self insert don’t you think…. 👀 ALSO LMAO I MADE READER UNHINGED?? SO- SORRY LMAO?

characters: Rin, Sae, Kaiser, Otoya, Reo

wc: about 300ish each

warnings: nb reader, cursing, randomness + cringe lmao😭

ITOSHI RIN

Well tbh, y’all probably had to have been friends for a loooong time for him to ever considering dating you 😭😭

So Rin had a good understanding of your personality, as you had known each other pretty much since the beginning of time.

He never understood how your personality went from 0 to 1000 whenever you two are alone. 

He prob thinks ur on drugs tbh

He’ll be your voice for you if you can’t seem to communicate with strangers, though he might not be the friendliest no shit.

he thinks it’s dumb that you’re shy tbh

He’s small minded about these things okay 😭

He never ever will get used to your bursts of crazy energy.

he swears he’ll turn around and you’ll have a horse mask on with a tutu around your waist

ITOSHI SAE

lmao you give him terrible whiplash.

He too, also thinks you’re on drugs.

You and Sae would like be at the airport on the way to Japan, his manager would be going over the details and precautions for going to Japan (yk fans and press or whatever etc etc).

His manager looked over to you and asked if you were alright, since you literally hadn’t spoken a word since he introduced himself a two hours ago. 

You nodded and followed Sae and his manager onto the private jet(cus he’s rich-rich😌🤭)

Once y’all were settled, his manager closed you and Sae’s cabin door. 

Sae looked over to see if you were alright, since traveling and yadda yadda can be overwhelming.

You were fucking giggling like an underwater hyena (that’s a thing I bc I fucking said so bitch).

You grabbed his hands and pulled back and forth giggling about how stoked you were rn.

LMAO HE WAS TOTALLY LOOKING AT U LIKE THIS

KAISER MICHEAL

lmao he was disturbed at first 💀

like “wtf happens to my shy, sweet, s/o??”

He’ll like be getting a glass of water at night and in the corner of his eye, you hold a flashlight at your face with a blanket wrapped around you. Staring into his soul, inches behind singing.

“hello darkness my old frienddd~”

He just blinked at you for a while. 

“Y/N what the fuck is wrong with you.”

ANYWHOOO!

He thinks it’s funny af though

Like how nervous you get around his teammates and then when y’all are home you start cartwheeling.

You sure keep his life ✨spontaneous✨

OTOYA EITA

LMAO A MATCH MADE IN HEAVEN

YOUR RANDOM AF.

HES RANDOM AF.

= SOULMATES

he thinks it’s so cute how shy you are

He loves that bc ur shy around strangers you cling/stay close to him. He feels so sigma male bc he’s ’protecting’ you🐺🐺🔊🔊🗣️🗣️😏😏

Someone humble him please.

LMAO HE’LL GO LIKE:

“Babe watch this😏” and ninja pose really fast LIKE A LITTLE KID DABBING

And you’ll be like:

“Nah watch this😌” *does the worm*

Y’all T-pose at pidgend together 💕 #couplegoals

MIKAGE REO

LMAO HE’LL BE DAYDREAMING AND LIKE-

“My dearest Y/N! Oh they’re such an angel! They’re so pretty and kind and perfect! And amazing- is that them in a dinosaur inflatable doing the WAP in 6 inch heels?”

lmao kinda how it goes

He never really gets used to the switch up.

It makes him so happy that you feel comfortable to be yourself around him, even if that means painting yourself pink and putting googly-eyes on while blasting the Peppa Pig intro💗

He loves hearing people talk about you too.

“Oh y/n is really shy, but they’re nice I guess?” Like hah okay..

Pretty sure they weren’t crab walking in a tuxedo with a kazoo in their mouth playing Sinfonia N°9 Coral in D Minor, Op. 125: 1. Allegro ma non troppo, un poco maestoso by Beethoven 🙄🙄

LMAO I HAD NO IDEA WERE I WAS GOING WITH THIS. I WAS LIKE “wtf am I gonna do😦”

made April 21st 2024

[bitchlessdino]

i just read fuck marry kill and it was sooooooo good gah i love it , idk if its rude to ask thos but can u make a mingyu wonu and seungcheol version of it too? they are my baises and i would love something like that !! u can alternate the setting if u please :>

tysm 💘

-💫

Pairing: fem!reader x ex!mingyu x seungcheol x wonwoo

Genre: smut

Word count: 5.6k

tags: poly, exhibitionism, voyeurism, degradation, pet names (princess), unprotected sex (except cheol), praise kink, spanking, clit slapping, fingering, oral (rec. and giving), u, pussy slapping, ass play, triple penetration

Summary: one dumb party game makes a comeback.

author note: tbh i initally wondered how someone could ask to replace some of the members in the original, but then I realized how grateful that it got the attention it did that another version was requested. these were honestly really fun to write and I'm glad to have found a way to tie in the last version and this one to make a spinoff!

“Fuck Cheol, obvious because he has the experience. Marry Wonwoo because he just seems like he knows how to treat someone well. And duh, kill Mingyu because he’s Mingyu.”

“You’re such a bitch.”

You glance back at the man you hypothetically killed, now giving you a cold dead stare, making you grin smugly before taking a swig from your beer. “Takes one to know one.”

He raises a brow, now leering at you, “I hope you’re alone forever.” 

You slightly slam your empty bottle on the coffee table, “And I can already tell you’re halfway there.”

He scoffs, crossing his arms, “Oh yeah, remind me again who approached who?”

“Remind me again who also dumped who?”

Mingyu was baffled. It had been months since you both had broken up and you still used that to pull over his head. You had your reasons for ending things, he knew that but had hoped to salvage some of the good left in your relationship with him. Once it was over, you mutually agreed on being friends, willing to forget about all that’s happened because you were friends first, but he knew that better than anyone, that shit was never easy.

“Uh, guys?”

Wonwoo’s voice, despite being as timid as it was, asserted attention with two words alone. Mingyu and you look at Wonwoo, still angry at one another, but melt at their friend’s concern, putting aside their petty disagreement. You exhale in an attempt of calming your heart rate and pat Wonwoo’s hand reassuringly, “We’re good. Just how we are. Mingyu gets it.”

Wonwoo was never one for conflict. He was the glue to hold this entire group together. If it wasn’t for him, the terror couple would've never made up the way they did.

“Yeah, we’re just horsing around, but that does remind me,” Mingyu is quick to turn the attention to Seungcheol, a cheeky smile bright on the younger man’s face, “You promised to discuss the details of what happened after the birthday party.”

The eldest arches a brow, amused by Mingyu’s statement, and decides to entertain the idea, “When the hell did I promise that?”

“You didn’t, but you might as well after I caught that group chat,” Mingyu scoots closer to him,  “Go on, tell us all about you having to share with three other dicks.”

Seungcheol clicks his tongue, already scolding him. “There were two other dicks, first of all. Secondly, it just happened. You can’t really plan a foursome.”

You peer over at him intrigued. “You technically can, but considering you just did it out of nowhere, I don’t know whether to be disgusted or impressed. I thought you’d be way more responsible and boring than that.”

His eyes shoot back at your assumption. “I am not fucking boring and you can be responsible in an orgy! We all knew what were doing, we all consented, and we were all clean–”

“Boring…get on to the part where three of your dicks were in her at once.” A flying head smack makes its destination to the back of Mingyu’s head and instantly he’s offended, glaring back at his assailant. “Hey!”

“Don’t talk about anything you’re uncomfortable with Cheol. It’s your dick, it’s your sex life,” You reassure.

“Well, it’s not just my story to tell so I’ll leave it at this.” All ears perk in his direction, even Wonwoo, who was quietly observing, couldn’t help but ponder on the rare experience Seungcheol had at that birthday party. “There is nothing more satisfying than seeing a pussy so full. I kid you not, I would do it over and over again just to see the look on her face.”

Not a dry eye in his audience. You hold your hand over your mouth in shock, Mingyu’s howling like the moon had just come out, and even Wonwoo was stunned at such an obscene statement, blinking into the distance like he’s in The Office. Seungcheol, filled with pride, picks himself off from the ground and dusts any dirt off. “I’ll be back. Too much beer. No one kill anybody.”

He ambles off to the restroom, closing the door behind him.

“Ah,” Wonwoo claps his sweater paws together, “there’s a game I was waiting to buy. I still have some time before then. Need to be first in line.”

He hurriedly gets up from the floor and rushes to his room, “I’ll be back! 20–30 minutes tops!”

You two are left alone and awkward silence fills the air. Things were never really the same since your relationship ended, but things weren’t ever really it when you were together either.

“Foursome huh?” You ponder. “Didn’t seem like his kind of activity but if he enjoys it.”

Mingyu scoffs, ready to start smth again. “What? Jealous he’s getting more action than you?”

“Not jealous, just worried. How can a human body take that much cock and still walk around all normally? Happy birthday to them,” you snicker.

“Don’t worry, you won’t have to worry about that many dicks wanting to be inside you.”

You glare at him, your teeth grinding behind your fake smile. “You sure talk a lot for someone as bitchless as you are.”

“Excuse you, I am fucking stacked with pussy right now, speak when you have your facts right, ‘mmkay?”

You let out a curt guffaw, “Please, you are so fucking lucky you had me when you did. No damn way in hell you could’ve gotten laid without me.”

Mingyu slouches, drawing his jaw open. “Wow. I get it now”

“Get what? How big of a loser you are?”

He shakes his head. “No...You miss my dick so bad.”

You make a show of yourself laughing, even physically doubling over. “In your fucking dreams, you human pandemic.”

“Admit it. You miss our sex. It’s why you’re such a fucking a bitch to me. To throw my game off.”

“Oh honey, you don’t need my help doing that.”

“Please! You got this territorial thing because we were each other’s first. You’re obsessed with me. I see that now.”

“Right, you’re drunk,” you pick yourself up from the ground this time and saunter off to the kitchen, “I couldn’t care less about who you sleep with. As long as it doesn’t involve me.”

“You’re such a liar,” he insults as he gets up to follow.

He positions himself by your side as you distract yourself in the kitchen, mindlessly looking for, well, anything. Why was every cupboard empty? You really have to remember to go grocery shopping with Wonwoo later.

“Am not,” You insist, no finding haven in the fridge, which also happened to be barren of things except half a dozen eggs, a carton of milk, and for some reason a box of m&ms.

“You can’t even look me in the eyes right now. Say it while looking at me.”

You scoff without looking, “I don’t have to prove myself.”

“Why? Because you can’t? Admit it.” His hand trails over your backside as you stall at the fridge, trailing underneath your shirt and sending chills.

You can practically count his breaths as his lips ghost over your ears, smiling against your skin. You almost let out a gasp at the close proximity of his hips pressed into your back, your heartbeat heightening, but immediately close your mouth shut, not giving him the satisfaction. That didn’t bother him though, your body language was enough. You were frozen under pressure, unable to fight back, let alone talk back, similar to how you used to get in the past only minutes before he gets you cum like the mess you were. 

His hand slides over your bare stomach, feeling you tense it up as a result. “You loved when I ate out your dirty little pussy. You begged for it. Remember?”

You shudder at his touch, gripping the handle of the fridge for safety, “Mingyu—“

“Don’t think I forgot how you moaned my name either,” he finds the top button of your pants with ease, unbuttoning it and pulling the metal zipper down, “Tell me to stop. Otherwise, I’ll just keep going.”

When you grow silent, he takes it as a sign to keep going. He presses his lips to the back of your ear, hand falling to your thigh and cupping over your clothed cunt. You dip into the fridge’s cold, taming the heat in your body, while Mingyu makes that difficult to resist. Your back arch, fitting seamlessly to Mingyu’s figure, soft, yet desperate, sighs escaping from your lips.

“Mingyu please…”

“Mmh, just like that…” he nibbles against your ear, slowly and cautiously he sinks his hand down your pants and finds your arousal, a thin film of it already coating his fingers, “your voice was pretty just like that. Whining about how you need my dick inside of you or begging to let you cum on my fingers. You were such a sweet little slut for me. Tell me you don’t miss that.”

You’re shaking so much, you could feel your legs seconds away from giving out. You shut the refrigerator close and turn to face him, leveraging yourself against the appliance’s cool exterior. He pins himself against you, sliding his digits between your slit, making contact with the clit, and pinching it between his thumb and index. You can’t help but crack a small moan, only loud enough for him to hear, and he just chuckles. “There you are. Old habits die hard don’t they?”

He does his best in reminding you of the old times, even rubbing your pussy how he used to, getting your sweat pilling on your forehead, or your voice getting raspy as if you were left to die in a desert. Fuck him for still having that effect on you. 

“Please…you’ll get us caught.” You plead weakly.

“You say that like you actually want us to get caught.”

He pulls out his fingers from your pants, sticking them in his mouth before sucking your juices from them. You watch in a hypnotized state, mouth gaping in envy, desperate to have his lips wrapped around you, your lips, your cunt, anywhere as long as it's your body. “Sweet. Just like how I remember.”

You gulp hard, staring back into his carnal gaze, and observe as he slowly pulls out his fingers and rests them against your cheek, parting your lips back with his thumb. 

“Am I interrupting something?”

As an impulse, you push Mingyu several feet away from you, hiding your undone pants behind a kitchen counter. The taller man can’t help but suppress his boisterous laughter threatening to seep out and only glances back at his friend’s sudden appearance in amusement, feeling like the victor in the situation. Meanwhile, you made yourself physically small, tucking away in the corner of the kitchen where he can’t see you panic while fixing your pants but inevitably fail. “S-Seungcheol.”

Mingyu lets his smugness show. “I don’t know. Is he, Y/n? Is he interrupting something?”

“No, of course not. Just caught me a…rough spot.”

Seungcheol rolls his eyes. “Look, if you guys are going to have sex and get back together. No one is stopping you.”

“Excuse me,” you feel rather insulted at his assumption, it was condescending entirely.

“Come on, it was bound to happen eventually. Save us, the tittering and whatever.”

You push past Mingyu to walk straight to Seungcheol, shoving his heavy build. “What I do with my body and my life is not up to Mingyu or you, Choi Seungcheol. Fuck you.”

He leers down at you. “Don’t get mad at me because you know I’m right, you brat.”

“Oh, because you fuck with a few extra people, you think you know everything, don’t you?”

“More than your ‘only Mingyu having ass’,” he taunts.

If Mingyu was the ex, and Wonwoo’s the innocent bystander, Seungcheol, in your case, was a shit stirrer. He pushes your buttons about the same as Mingyu some of the time. He was supposed to be your closest friend, your longest friend. Somewhere that had changed. You used to tell each other everything and now he was getting into threesomes? 

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

“Well, fuck you.” You push him back onto the couch behind him, having him collapse seamlessly against it before you’re straddling him.

Your lips latch onto him assertively, tugging and, no doubt, stretching his plain tee. If Seungcheol minded, he didn't seem to show it, and instead kisses you back, matching your aggression. Although initially startled, it doesn’t take him long to adjust to your pace. He handles your body as if he belongs to him, gripping you by the back of your neck as his other hand tucks around the shape of your ass, firmly squeezing it.

“You’re so, mmh, f-frustrating sometimes.” You manage to comment between your moans.

He snickers under his breath, hand running through your hair and pulling at its strands, tugging your head back, “And you can be a real bitch.”

Your blossoming attraction for him only made it all the more frustrating. You always did notice that he behaves a more particular way around you over the past few years. Somewhere between distant and insensitive. Whatever it was, you were gonna take it out on him, and maybe that’s what he wanted.

Scoffing, you grind against his bulge, harshly brushing it against your cunt. “I’ll show you a bitch.”

He grunts beneath your efforts, quickly returning your offense. His hands travel underneath your shirt, pressing into your flesh. His teeth bite down, pulling on your bottom lip, and you can sweet his smile as he does it. He thrusts up into you, rocking back at your core, waiting to fill out what you’ve been dying to entrust him with. The thought itself made you wet (as if you weren’t already from that little incident with Mingyu).

The man that previously had been watched was now the one watching. It was all face paced but it was like he watching in slow motion. He observes the placement of Seungcheol’s hands, and how they grabbed you possessively, even hearing the growl under the elder’s breath. Your moans grow louder when the man’s lips are suctioned around your neck, your nails noticeably digging as his hands slide lower to feel the bare ass beneath your jeans.

Mingyu sucks in his breath, repositioning the spot in his jeans. He impulsively licks his licks, unable to look away. “Didn’t expect that.”

“Me neither.”

Startled, Mingyu cups his erection as his eyes shoot up alert, finally noticing his four-eyed friend has emerged from his bedroom without so much as making a single wood board squeak. “The fuck? Did you come back from the shadow realm?”

Wonwoo shrugs nonchalantly. “The deed is done, and this is a thing now, I guess.”

Wonwoo just how Mingyu felt about you over the years despite the flaming misalignments with your personalities. He couldn’t imagine the thoughts running in his best friend's head right now.

He turns Mingyu in concern, seeing the man’s eyes glisten in the scene's direction. “You okay?”

Was he? He’s looking at one of his best friends furiously getting it on with his ex, neither of them giving a damn who watches and he should be furious. He should be enraged. He should be at least bothered by what’s happening, but no. Only one thing was furious.

“No,” Mingyu answers, “I’m horny.”

He leaves Wonwoo’s company to join you and Seungcheol on the couch, immediately taking your head back in a hungry kiss as Seungcheol finds solace back on your neck, finding weak weak points in mere seconds, and you can’t help but moan in Mingyu’s liplock. Wonwoo is at first confused about what to do, only able to watch at first until his curiosity piques.

In the midst of his observation, you’ve gone pantless, quickly followed by Seungcheol and Mingyu, and has quickly adjusted to double the attention. Seungcheol manages to pull out a few spare condoms from his wallet all too conveniently, handing one off to Mingyu, who was ready to whip his angry erection out any second. He then lays his eyes on Wonwoo, staring off in his direction, still suckling on your neck. He gestures to him to take the extra condom, nonverbally inviting him into the spontaneous mix.

The bystander hesitates, staring back at the silver wrapper as if it was a foreign object, unsure if he was really offered to join or had this situation become a common courtesy for a latecomer such as him.

“Take the condom, Woo. You’re gonna need it with what we’re about to do,” Seughcheol ushers against your flaming skin.

Wonwoo inches closer in baby steps, hand stretching out and grasping the plastic, and at the same time, you pull away from either man from the couch, turning your whole attention to Wonwoo. You grab him by his collar and smash against his lips. It’s strange, almost wrong at most, you were already occupying someone else’s lap, but in a strange way, empowering. His hand crawls up the side of your face to deepen the kiss, feeling your tongue explore his mouth just as you did the other two, while they were only able to watch. 

Exhibitionism, let alone orgy, was never on his bingo card. Sex for him wasn’t even that regular an occurrence for him, but he could see now the taste of what Seungcheol was talking about. There was something satisfyingly carnal about sharing someone. You play into their hands as if your life depended on it, but felt all that same arousal anyone else in that group did.

With that thought in mind, it invoked something in Wonwoo. Shivers ran down his spine the moment your hand goes to cup the bulge of his track pants, feeling him grow bigger in size when you slip past the waistband and slid beneath his briefs. His eyes fluttered at the soft sensation of your fingertips, teasing the precum squeezing out of the head.

“You feel so big, Woo,” you gasp out as your grasp travels down his length, “let me suck on it, please.”

The man shifts in his seat, delirious to the point of being mute, only able to nod triumphantly as you begin tugging the pants and underwear off, collecting the fabric at his ankles.

“Princess,” Seungcheol beckons, “why don’t you lay your stomach on my lap to get closer to Wonwoo’s cock.”

You nod obediently, satisfied with your new pet name, getting off of Seungcheol’s lap to place yourself back on again, this time your ass in view for Seungcheol and Mingyu to appreciate. Mingyu’s teeth catch his bottom lip, groping himself through his briefs. “Fuck.”

He can’t help but land a full-handed spank against your cheek, causing you to flinch after your grip wrapped around the base of Wonwoo’s cock and he feels a tight squeeze around his girth and he throws back his head from the sensitivity, “Gyu, for god’s sake.”

“Sorry, dude, couldn’t help myself,” the younger man chuckles, “but she likes that. You like all our attention on you, don’t you?”

You let out a light chuckle, a smug grin stretching over your face. “Yes, yes I do.”

Seungcheol couldn’t help fixating on your ass pulling your waistband down to the curve and sliding a dry finger up your wet slit, groaning at simply how gloriously wet you were. “Shit. You’re fucking soaked. You can take my fingers right, princess?”

“Mmh, yes, Cheol. Give it to me…”

As you’re spitting into your hand, stroking handfuls of Wonwoo in your hand, you can feel Seungcheol fitting two digits in your moisture and hooking them in place. He goes easy on you, mildly prepping you, while you drop your head and wrap your lips around the tip of Wonwoo’s length, swirling circles on to lap up the bit of his precum, your soft giggles vibrating against the spectacled man.

His gaze softens at you, petting your hair and caressing your cheek. “So…pretty…”

“Thank you,” you reply, taking half his size in your mouth, and feel how he hugs your cheeks.

Wonwoo lets outs hushed whimpers, exhaling out of his nose, his fingers impulsively finger through your hair and take grip. Through his shut eyes, he can feel the nodding of your head, the vigor of your tongue, and finally the head of his cock hitting your uvula, bobbing back and forth. “S-shit, like that, yeah…”

He can feel himself physically shuddering, glancing back at the lure of your eyes as your mouth collects every inch, every vein, and moan that escapes his lips. His hand guides you, pushing you deeper around his cock and the sounds of your efforts were euphoric, especially how they were followed by Seungcheol’s work, who found himself slamming his fingers back into you like a jackhammer. You slightly jump, vibrating around Wonwoo as you cried out obscenities.

“Mmph, more, please,” you beg, bringing a smile to both Seungcheol and Mingyu’s faces.

Seungcheol used another hand to give spanks on either one of your cheeks, playing with you like a set of drums. They get tender in his grasp, making them more fun to squeeze and there’s that pleasant way your backside jerks towards him, knowing he’s doing everything right.

It was then Mingyu had an idea. While his other friends handled you their way, he had no choice but to find his own choice of sport. He pulls himself up from the couch, excited to spring back into action, and goes on to grab something from your room. He disappears as quickly as he returns, a familiar transparent squeeze bottle in his hand. He goes on a knee to your side, squeezing the cold sticky substance on your unpreoccupied hole, squirting circles around your quivering rim.

“Remember when you thought we wouldn’t use this again? Looks like now’s the time. Are you ready for that?” He asks with a Cheshire smile as he closes the cap and puts the bottle aside.

You moan a confirmation, nodding your head complacently. His chuckles are sickly sweet as he draws his lips close to your ear, teasing his digit from entering. The moment it enters you mentally prepare yourself for the sensation, know damn well you could never get used to that. Mingyu groans at how you swallow his middle digit as he churns it inside you, another hand coming against your tender cheeks. “Fucking slut. Like us filling all your holes, hmm?”

There is no way you can physically answer as you feel yourself gag as you reach your limit with Wonwoo, who at this point doesn’t hear others and uses your mouth with only the thought of getting off down your throat. You finally croak out a yes before two of Wonwoo’s hands grip your head and slam you down the base when you least expected him to. Tears run down your eyes, your cheeks hot, feeling yourself suffocated, you dig your nails into Wonwoo’s thighs, white crescents appearing on his skin. 

He groans long and loud, jerking his hips as he’s dumping some of his load down your throat but pulls out from the overstimulation, having the rest shoot on your face. The translucent thick ribbons stain your cheeks and drip off your chin down to his thigh. Red face and a hot sweat beading from his forehead. Wonwoo finally collects himself enough to look back at you apologetically, visibly embarrassed.

“I’m so, so sorry, Y/n.”

Instead of letting him feel sorry for himself and you, you take Wonwoo’s hand and use it like a napkin, swiping his cum on his fingers. He’s stunned when he sees it, a quarry of your actions stuck and stopped at his throat until you take that hand and enter it in your mouth, your tongue catching his release. The man’s abdomen tense, letting your hand suck his fingers off clean and you hold them in there, filling your mouth with another body part of Wonwoo that day.

“Goddamnit, Y/n. You really can’t help yourself.” He comments blatantly lost in awe.

Your body curled up in Seungcheol’s lap helplessly, trembling, slick moisture seeping out of you at their mercy. The others can hear the anguish in your muffled voice, how close you get with fingers thrust inside you with only every passing second, only to have that ecstasy slip away as their fingers pull out. You whine in retaliation, their collective chuckles mocking you, even Wonwoo couldn’t help but find the scene amusing. 

“Can’t have you cum that quickly, can we?” Seungcheol taunts.

He roughly tugs up your body until your back is toward his chest, feeling your perspiration against his torso. He shrugs off his briefs and your underwear is quick to follow, the tips of his fingers now rubbing your arousal all around your entrance, adding the slick substance to your already lubed up rim. You mewl at his fingers, your hands gripping against his forearm but lacking the willpower to have an effect. His teeth graze your eye, pulling you by the cartilage. “We’re gonna fill you out so nice, you’ll beg for more…perfect little holes for us to use…tell us what you want, princess.”

You let out a shallow breath, “I want…to feel full. I want you inside me.”

His hand lands on his cock, hard and naturally aligned at your rim, before testing Mingyu's prep work, “Good girl…feeling so perfectly tight…”

Seungcheol can’t forget how it closed around him while he takes a long gradual stroke inside. He groans loudly, filling you until your moans give out. His hands plant against the backside of your thighs to lift them and fold them against you, pushing his length in. Your eyes rapidly shake, the white of them visibly, and you welcome Seungcheol’s cock with his name on your tongue. “F-fuck yes…more Seungcheol…”

Wonwon doesn’t know what gets over him when he finds himself staring back at your glistening folds, looking at your pulsing clit like it was the last m&m. His flaccid cock now twitching upright in his lap, he licks his lips, not taking his eyes away from you. “Seungcheol spread her legs out more.”

The elder man gave a knowing smile and did as requested, and your pussy stretches open, your clit more evident than before. Soon Wonwoo has mustered the strength to put his face up to your entrance and suck on the bulging nub like a straw, watching your toes curling as soon as he does. You can feel his subtle smiles against your arousal, the curve of it pulling at your folds.

“Shit,” you whisper, throwing your head back against Seungcheol’s shoulder, panting against the man’s cheek.

“Feels good, doesn’t it?” Seungcheol teases, “You haven’t gotten enough just yet.”

Mingyu gets up from where he sits, stroking his cock in his hand. He comes to your side, the tip of his length angles at your lips, and you look up at him in anticipation. He mocks you, tapping himself against your lips. “Beg for it. Go on. Whore.”

You sigh defeatedly, “Please, Mingyu…I need your cock in my mouth…”

“Isn’t that nice? You can shut up.” He chuckles to himself.

He takes hold of your head, prodding your lips apart with the head of his cock inside, and sees how easily it slides in your mouth. You moan around his girth, as the jerk of his hips pushed himself deeper inside you. It's almost how fast it happens just as you don’t remember how it began. All you knew was it felt amazing nothing like you ever felt. You never knew you could want this–no, you never knew how much you needed this.

“Want to fuck you, Y/n? Can I?” Wonwoo asks politely against your core.

You nod with your mouth full, coughing out Mingyu’s cock given the opportunity. “Yes, Wonwoo, I want you…I want all of you…please fuck me full…”

Saying that out loud was enough of a motive to flip the script. Seungcheol, still inside, lays flat against the couch, head propped against the couch arm. Wonwoo gives Mingyu a knowing look, letting his friend go first. Mingyu scoffs, “I’m coming for you, Y/n.”

“Not yet, you are,” You retort.

“And you said I’d never get be inside you again. Things can happen.”

Mingyu lets his cock slip around your arousal before he’s reunited with your fluttering walls, a nostalgic hum leaving his lips. “Fuck, that’s good.”

“Mingyu—You both—ah fuck, feels so g-good…”

Mingyu and Seungcheol carry a mismatched pace, their uneven breaths fill the air as you take it, take them. Your voice sounds of agony but rather the opposite, you couldn’t feel more bliss. Wonwoo mentally and physically readies himself, his cock almost back to full power. He joins the party when he feels the fire in him, thanking himself for getting a big enough couch, and hovering on top of you.

You hadn’t noticed it before but something was missing from the man joining, and not his clothing. “Your g-glasses…”

“Ah,” he smiles, “put them aside, didn’t want them to break.”

“Hmm, it’s n-nice looking you in the e-eyes for o-once.”

“I’ll make sure to make it happen more often…Tell me if I’m hurting you. If any of us do.”

You hum a yes, finding his lips reattach to yours soon after. Wonwoo gives himself one last stroke before its mere centimeters away from Mingyu’s, finding the right angle to join his friend. It’s not an easy feat sharing space, but he finds a way, pushing through to stretch you wide and open, collective moans coming from all ends.

“Holy shit,” you screech, “so many c-cocks…”

“You’re taking us so too, Princess. I knew you could do it,” Seungcheol exclaims.

Mingyu was getting a thrill out of this, “Of course she can, Y/n is a bigger dirty slut than she makes herself out to be. She enjoys it, hmm? Say it.”

“I en—love it. I love the cocks in me so much…”

“Shit, you’re so pretty for that,” Wonwoo claims on your neck, pounding now faster, “say that again for us please.”

“I love your cocks fucking me…fucking my pussy and ass…”

Mingyu missed how you gave your everything during sex, groaning louder and louder the tighter you try to clench, how closer he realizes he’s getting. “She’ll say anything to cum…don’t let her.”

Mingyu’s hand comes up from behind Wonwoo to slap your clit, pinching to hear you whine. “You cum too soon, we’ll just fuck you over and over again. I want white to cover every inch of your body, clear?”

“Y-yes…sir…”

“Perfect little whore.”

You feel the rutting in and out of you like clockwork, overwhelmed by all the different energies your body accepts. Your moans, your screams, or your tears could never tell the full story of the euphoria of your feeling. Your arms embrace Wonwoo, latching on his hair and face, kissing him on his swollen lips, and feeling hot to the point you could confuse it for inferno, or that you were part of inferno yourself.

Seungcheol swallows back his drool, blind in ecstasy flowing through him and now reaching up to the surface. His fingers dig deeper into your thighs and the sounds of skin slapping drown out his moans. Seungcheol clutches you against him as he whispers, “you okay with me cumming in your ass princess, hmm, is that what you want?”

“Yes,” You answer in a hushed tone, “please I want you to cum in my ass…”

You feel his relieved sighs on your neck, slamming his body into you harder. You’re stretched like elastic, wearing down at their rough touch, until Seungcheol does as promised, squeezing his load and shooting it up in gradually staggering pumps until he’s empty and drops his rubber covered cock out to drip back onto the fabric of the couch.

That had been your final straw, feeling your climax erupt only immediately after Seungcheol. “I’m cumming, I’m cumming, I’m cumming…”

Wonwoo kisses your cheek in response but doesn’t stop. Mingyu on the other hand slaps against your clit harder repeatedly, reveling in the wretched noise you make. “Cum all you want…we'll take it…like you’re gonna keep taking us.”

Wonwoo grunts alone by himself, Holding you against him like it's the last, helping Mingyu keep his word and fuck you senseless. He was a good friend, he was good at helping his friends. That friendly nature makes you weak to the sensitivity after, whining under their touch, shaking on top of Seungcheol, as he tenderly fondles your breasts in his rest. It feels endless, not like you’re complaining, but a somewhat bit of relief is obvious when both of the remaining men cum in you simultaneously.  Friends that cum together, stay together, you guess.

“You gonna take our cum?” Mingyu pokes, his cock ruts in you like a man with no control.

“Y-yes.” You choke out.

“Yes, what?”

“Yes, yes, I can take your cum, please. Please. Cum in my pussy, I need your loads in me.”

“Wait condoms? You guys aren’t wearing any?” Seungcheol voiced out.

Wonwoo shakes his head as Mingyu aguishly blurts out a “no.”

“Aw, fuck you guys.”

“Mmp, mmph,” that was the sound of Wonwoo biting into your shoulder, his sweet white dispersing into you perfectly with Mingyu to follow. Ther loads meshed well together like they do, becoming one with your climax, dripping out of your brim like oozing honey: sweet, creamy, sticky. The perfect symphony to showcase the perfect vessel, capable of catching their cum.

“Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit—”

Mingyu moans out his climax just as you remember, just as voluminous and rich. He’d laugh if he knew how much you would think about hearing it again. Your tired bodies part from each other, panting loudly inches away from each other, staring mindlessly into the space in front of them. You were the particularly spent and Wonwoo, the first to notice and care, picks up by your knees and carries you, fulfilling his duties as your designated roommate. “You’re okay, right?”

“Mm, I’m good, Woo.” you softly respond in his arms, you turn to the other two men fatigued on the couch, “I’m taking a shower first, assholes. Only Wonwoo can join.”

Wonwoo smiles with a blush on his cheeks, while the others roll their eyes.

“What? Why only Wonwoo?” Seungcheol questions.

“He treated me nicer. Think about it the next time we all fuck.”

Wonwoo looks back at you with a surprised look before taking you away to the bathroom. You leave Mingyu and Seungcheol to look back at each other, pondering on your response, taking all the world, space, and time to process your words.

Simultaneously. “Next time?”

[irasamu]

 . . . (🍷) ֶָ֢ 𔓘 CORRUPTION IN YOUR SMILE, ADDICTION IN MY EYES ; an osamu dazai fic. ❞

˗ˏˋ ꒰ 🍷 ꒱ . . . take it, another version of another sugar daddy!dazai.

˗ˏˋ ꒰ 🍷 ꒱ . . . tw ; fem!reader, degradation, blowjob, nsfw, dazai being called "daddy", reader being called "dumb bitch, whore, slut" etc, workaholic!dazai, sugar daddy!dazai, sensitive!reader, crybaby!reader, dazai is into dacryphilia, mean!dazai in some sense ig, everything is consentual, and that's all i can remember tbh.

normally, dazai would not appreciate the stillness and silence his home office is trying to keep him caged in at this hour but right now he has no complaints if working unhealthy hours meant he could keep hearing the producing of the keys of the keyboard everytime the pad of his finger collided with the keys.

the night time may not be a promise of relaxation of body and brain or a time period to rest for everyone but it certainly does charm those who have learnt to see the beauty in the dark with its calming factors.

yet it was not the typing sounds but the hushed footsteps that actually made him smile.

dazai is aware. too aware. of himself and of others, of the surroundings and of what used to be the surroundings and of those he can see and those he can't.

so to think he won't notice something as minute as soft footsteps as the intention of the one making them is clearly not to bring a disturbance to the serenity.

dazai's fingers stopped typing and his eyes stopped reading through the contract as he had turned his head towards the door which opened and you peaked your head inside,

"did i disturb you daddy?" it only feels appropriate to keep your tone calm and soft at this hour of night as to not disturb the peace the night has to offer.

and although you did, dazai would never let you think so as he shakes his head and beckoned you over with the curl of his index finger and as he watched you smile as you softly closed the door before rushing towards him, dazai could not stop the fondness from being shown on his face in the form of a smile.

he pushed his chair back, turned to face you, leaned back on the chair and manspreaded as if for the purpose of flexing his thighs, his eyes quickly begin to check you out as he deemed your satin shorts and cami top quite sexy yet the moment his eyes rested upon your face and saw the cherry red tinted lips which were jutted upwards in a pout not only made you look quite pure in his eyes but dazai could also feel as if his thoughts are too strong and are luring him into corrupting you to his liking.

dazai raised his hand to clasp it around your wrist after seeing you stand there nervously without as much as moving a limp and after the sight of you batting your eyelashes as you stared at his laptop made you look so preety and desirable in your eyes. he pulled your hand to make you sit on his thigh and immediately, as if warning to restrict your movements even if there isn't any need to, he wrapped his arm around your stomach.

"i don't think you are done with your work though." you mutter out as your eyes are on his laptop screen, back against his chest as you tilt your head back to look at him.

"yeah, you think so?" he smiled like the tiger smiled before pouncing on its prey, dazai's hands grab either sides of your waist as he adjusted you on his thigh and maybe you wouldn't have gulped if you had been wearing your underwear but well, you weren't on dazai's commands and now you feel the friction of his thigh on your cunt and can you really do any thing except waiting and wishing for him to be done with his work quickly so he could just begin rutting into you?

the thought had your cunt clenching around nothing and the man behind you smirked before he leaned forwards to place his chin on your shoulder, using his legs to pull his chair forwards again.

"just need to do some more and then i am all your's, yeah?" you didn't think you would be so reactive but dazai did and this is exactly why he chose to spoke in such a low tone, with a slight purr in his voice and the way you could almost feel his chest vibrate had nearly made you forget your natural breathing pattern, relishing into the pleasure of his breath and tone scarcely feathering the shell of your ear.

you are the naive rabbit and he is the fox who is lulling you to sleep to actually feast upon you or maybe he is the lovesick genie who is hypnotizing you into falling into his clutches as he waits for the moment when you make a wrong wish and ultimately is left to dance in midst of your doom as he leads you.

dazai's hands are the vines wrapping around your body and stopped at your nape which he squeezed, finding nothing but utter joy and enjoyment in making you a breathless mess even without indulging to sexual teasing.

he likes knowing his effect on you, someone he considers human because dazai osamu is a disgrace to the humankind and according to him, he can never be one of them yet oddly enough no one tries to attain this 'humanity' more than him.

but he is the most human of everyone for him who loves, has already attained a part of humanity.

without love their is no humanity and without humanity there is no curiosity to indulge in the mind of humans for everyone thinks they are better and different then the rest.

"be quick daddy." you breath out and if dazai wasn't as close as he is, he might have not even heard you and would just think you were relasing a deep breath but it almost feel pleasurable to have you speak in such a hushed tone, it almost makes dazai think as if your words and the title of endearment and utter devotion you call him with is a secret to be shared with only him as if you only trusted him to confine your secrets, your rawest personality and vulnerability in him.

dazai is a sucker for feeling worthy enough by the beings he is so desperately tries to fit in with.

but he is a selfish man when it comes to you, with others he may be satisfied with a few hours or so but with you, it should be your whole life. to be utterly devoted to him and trying your best to be the one he could find his source of comfort and relaxation in is your declaration to your insecurities to show them your faith in him and to part ways with his old womanizing habits to remain loyal to only one woman even if said woman is his sugarbaby is dazai's ways of showing his utter commitment.

and daddy really never showed you how to love or have enough faith in your loved ones to not think they are leaving at every small or big argument and dazai was never a fan of commitments for he didn't understand the purpose of it.

but here you two are now, the very same people fighting your own cowardice in the same way your brain is fighting your lust which increases as you see him skillfully type.

it was when he moved his finger against the touchpad that lust was finally able to get ahold of you as your thoughts only circulated around one topic ; how would dazai's fingers feel caressing your skin at the very moment, you shifted slightly on his thigh and nearly closed your eyes at the very tiny friction caused.

you bit your lip in nervousness and prayed desperately for dazai to not notice the way your slick is coating your shorts.

dazai tsked upon getting disturbed by these continuously made movements and shifting of your's but he won't deny the way your ass presses against his crotch or how you lean back onto him is not edging him on. and when he placed his hand on your curve and squeezed the flesh, the cold satin on you only added to his limited pleasure.

you could feel sweatbeads forming at your temple and your body wanting to move due to the uncontrollable arousal.

you looked up at dazai to see him deeply invested in his work as his hands nor his eyes rested for a moment but continued to work on and something tells you that this would continue for a while but can you continue as well to remain seated patiently with thoughts of all kind running wild in your mind?

your hands urgently moved to be buried between your thighs as to hide their shakiness or stop them from touching Dazai but the way your cunt clenched, your juices dropping onto him and your constant intervals of shaky breathing between your normal breathing as you remembered all times where his hand was buried till knuckles deep into your cunt.

you lean your head back onto his shoulder when dazai placed a feathery kiss on your exposed shoulder, your eyes closed at the small action and your lust filled body reacted greatly to it, your eyes were screwed shut while your eyebrows furrowed and you let out in a trembling tone the words which would, in a few minutes, urge dazai to close his laptop.

"daddy, 'm so sorry to disturb you," is how you begin as you open your eyes and plead to him with your gaze alone, the neediness in your eyes makes dazai forget to inhale and thus disrupting his respiration, "but i can't anymore. daddy touch me." your voice cracked.

dazai's heart swelled with adoration. his head dipped down to plant a feverous kiss on your chin, feverous in the sense that it infected your body with undeniable lust which was loud and made sure to mess with your mind to the point your attention couldn't be focused on anything except being filled with his fingers or dick, you aren't really in a position to have a preference right now with the current state you are in.

"my baby wants to be touched?" he asked upon enjoying your desperation for him to which you nodded almost immediately, grinding against his thigh to put emphasis on your neediness but dazai tsked, hand leaving his keypad to grab your thigh and squeeze it for a warning instead.

"fucking behave sweetheart. you aren't a needy whore now, are you? you are my baby or am i mistaken?" dazai had raised his eyebrows in mockery as he leaned down near your face, the sight of your teeth sinking down on your lips is too good for him to not drink in with a inexplicable thirst.

"sorry daddy." you whisper out with a voice which is barely above a soft hush as you feel shame settle in on you but it only adds to the fire of lust burning your body. you almost feel like crying in frustration when you saw dazai hum before he went back to his work again, feeling the lust burn your body and your pussy throbbed for attention.

yet you didn't move for atleast five minutes before tears finally gathered in your eyes and your bottom lip fell victim to the cruelty of your teeth all because you don't want them to slip up and make a mistake of letting the sobs and sniffles buring in your throat to slip out of your lips.

yet your attempt is futile as a sniffle is what makes dazai's fingers to freeze before he looks at you, his pretty baby sitting on his lap all hot and bothered given by the tears in your eyes and dazai's lips twitched before he smirked, bringing his hand closer to your face to swipe at the tear flowing down your cheek, his hand then makes its journey between your thighs where your hands were caged in and he purposely rubs the finger dangerously close to your pussy.

"baby no," he coos, teasingly caressing your cheek, "why are you crying? is something wrong or are you really a slut throwing a tantrum because she doesn't have a dick inside her?" dazai's voice is light yet seductive

you do not reply in any form but only sniffle again, big and fat tears threatening to drop down your cheeks and it makes dazai sigh in faux sympathy.

"fine --" dazai began and parted your thighs, "-- play with yourself for me, till i am done, yeah?" he had said and flicked at your pussy with his index finger only for one purpose, to feel how wet you were and he found himself getting satisfied after checking so discretely but you weren't.

just when you thought he was finally going to give you what you want, to abandon his work to focus his attention on you and to make his laptop jealous by having his serene brown eyes on your nude form, dazai busted your bubble of imagination by playing hard to get.

you wanted to shake your head as a no, be a brat and throw a tantrum knowing how much he enjoys your antics but you didn't, rather, you couldn't given the current state of your body so you nodded, sniffling as your eyes fell down on your lower body in defeat.

"you are so mean to me when i am nothing but good and sweet to you." you let out your words in a mumble as you complained to the older man about his behavior, the man who did not look away from the laptop screen but only hummed to let you know your complaint reached his ears, the flat of his palm rested on your hip as he tapped the back of his index finger on it as a silent gesture to tell you what to do, as if his fingers are the script which you memorized and have to act on it now.

you slightly lifted your hips from his thigh to hook your finger around your shorts, pulling it down and once it lowered down to your hips, dazai took the lead as he shoved the clothing article down to let it pool at your ankles, he made you sit again by grabbing your now bare hip and harshly pulling you down -- all while his eyes remained glued to the technology in front and if only dazai knew how he had the ability to make you envy inanimate objects, you wonder what he would do with such knowledge.

your finger hovered above your glistening cunt as your eyes fell upon the screen of his laptop before you tilted your head up up look at dazai who at the very moment bit his lip as he glared at the screen after processing the words shown and his brain worked quickly to pinpoint the mistake and on how to solve it -- but him and his work is none of your concern, your concern and your attention is the way your pussy clenched again in a angry and mean way to ask for his attention but you know you won't be getting any of it soon and so your own attention was for substitute for his.

you looked down and your finger hovering above your clit finally inched closer to touch your folds, the cold fingertip making you part your lips at the sensation you were greedily aware of the very moment your skin touched your fold. your finger moved up and down to rub your slick on your skin more but what normally would bring you pleasure, tease you, edge you on isn't doing its functions now and is rather just doing a good job in adding to your frustration so your finger quickly inched downwards before you shoved it in your entrance. not caring enough to build up arousal for it was already reaching its peak, you just needed to feel something thrusting in and out of you, touching all the spots which made you arch your back and loose your mind and you just wanted to feel dazai's hands all over you, lips kissing at every portion of skin they could reach.

dazai had to momentarily pause when your finger entered your pussy with a wet squelch and it resonated in his ears due to the otherwise silence in the room but he had to take a few breaths to divert his mind away from your shaking form on top of him, he had work to do, he couldn't be thinking about neglecting it to care for your cunt and the things he would want to do with it.

he should not stop his work to glance down at you adding a second finger but he did anyway, and he told himself he won't anymore and that his focus would be only on his laptop for till the last of his work is completed.

the task however proved to be especially hard when you leaned your head back on his shoulder, lips parted to let out whines as your fingers increased their pace yet no matter how much you tried to curl and uncurl them, pull your fingers out till the tip is only remained inside before shoving your fingers back in, you couldn't touch the gummy spot which would drive you mad.

this frustrated you even more. you closed your eyes with a hiss leaving your lips to let the ears of the working man catch onto your frustration and for the last time you tried to shove your fingers deeper into you yet the same result and empty feeling from before welcomed you.

giving up on attaining pleasure of any kind tonight or atleast for the next hour or so, you pulled your slick covered fingers out after which you tried to sit straight and open dazai's drawer to take tissues out to cleanse yourself of your failed attempt at gaining bliss, you felt like a rabbit being tangled into the net of the hunter with the way dazai's hands shutted down his laptop before wrapping one of the said hands around your stomach while the other got a hold of your wrist and raised it to his mouth, parting his lips before he took in your fingers into his mouth, his tongue swirled around the digits as he tried to suck in all the possible juice he could before pulling your fingers out of his mouth with a nasty wet 'pop' sound.

dazai lazily looked down at you and a lecherous desire traveled down your spine upon gazing into the eyes which could rival a siren and the way he lazily smirked?

osamu dazai, you are temptation, aren't you?

dazai guided your hand towards your clit again before guiding your thumb to rub at your folds and outer lips, the action wasn't what made you gasp for air in a breathless manner but the sensation of dazai guiding you into the palace of corruption while wearing the crown of an angel is.

"dirty bitch. for someone desperate for a fuck, you sure don't know how to pleasure yourself, what makes you think you can pleasure me?" he taunted, smirking devilishly while his eyes were half lidded as if to let the observer perceive it as a bored look but the hunger dripping down the edge of his eyes as it originated from his temple in the form of a sweat bead told you that the invitation of foment wasn't accepted by only you but by him as well who is trying to act indifferent to it.

"don't be mean." you softly mutter out, looking down to see dazai guiding your thumb towards your inner thigh and he hummed before raising his hand to caress your lip and pull on it with his thumb.

"you don't like being called my dirty bitch? wanna be my good baby?" he muttered as he leaned his head down towards your ear, "kneel," demanded the man who pushed his chair back with his heel before he leaned back and began to drum his fingerpads against the armrest of his leather chair while you got up from his lap, turned around and nodded at his previous asked question before you kneeled infront of him as your hands found and grabbed on his thighs to support yourself before you placed your chin on his knee to look up at him.

"but good girls don't get so needy, do they?" dazai raised his eyebrows in utter amusement.

"you were the one who called my your good girl during dinner, are you going back on your words now?" you mutter with a smile and dazai's lips twitched in amusement before he leaned forwards before leaning down towards your face, drumming his fingers on the curve of your jaw.

"well i am not exactly going back on my words but rather questioning if you actually do deserve the title. i think i may just need a small proof to make sure you really are my good girl, no?"

the floor beneath you felt cold yet your body was clouded by the fire left by dazai's index finger trailing the length of your jaw before your eyes fell upon his other hand which fiddled with his sweatpants to let his dick be free and did you really not see it rising up to let its arousal be known to the world? were you really so into trying to achieve your pleasure that you didn't notice the hardening of his cock? well dazai didn't make you sit on his thigh for no reason after all.

"i am, aren't i?" you smile up at him, tilting your head but dazai had grabbed your jaw to tilt your head back to look straight up at him while the other hand pumped his cock up and down a few times.

"good girls do exactly as they are told to," he began before he leaned back on the chair again and got comfortable, beckoning you up with his finger and you obeyed for aren't you his good girl, his good baby, who he can come to after a hectic day?

you raised yourself on your knees, arms on his thigh as you hoisted yourself up before you parted your lips to make dazai smile at the obedience which he always appreciated and found attractive.

staring at him patiently with your lips parted is a sight that made dazai to greedily try and grasp for the oxygen around him for the bony hands of lust choked him.

grabbing a hold of your jaw in a desperate attempt to calm the beating of his heart, dazai pulled you forwards before shoving his dick in your mouth.

you enclosed your lips around his dick as one hand tightened its hold on his thigh to feel some sense of stability in this otherwise shuddering due to lewdness state you are in, your other hand went to wrap around the length of his cock which didn't get the pleasure to be inside your mouth.

your eyes screwed shut as you focused or rather tried your best to perform the act of submission and of pleasure in which the receiver is the same man who you gave your first to and the same man who taught you to give a head, your tongue swirled over the tip and slit of the man who plucked the flower with in you and rather embedded his seeds in its place, the seeds of corruption and the flower of inexperience and innocence.

dazai hissed, tilting his head back on the chair as he could not tolerate to see your cheeks puffed up due to him and his dick, hand trying its best to pump his dick to inflict the maximum pleasure that you have to offer without feeling a need to coo at you and your efforts, adoration is all the man has when he sees you anyway.

"if you were that desperate to be fucked, you gotta show you deserve it or are you just a bratty, nasty bitch who wants everything at her fingertips?" provoking isn't the intention but rather the goal is to bully you to the edge of the cliff of your calm composure before you become a crying mess and that's when dazai will pick you in his arms and fuck you all while he whispers sweet nothings in your ears.

his words worked in the right way and hitted the right sensitive spots as he could see an increase in the way your head bobbed and combined with your hand moving and the other digging painfully hardly into his thighs had dazai releasing a soft whine.

"fuck, shit. such a good bitch but do you think this would be enough to be my good girl?"

oh lord, dear lord, do you exist or is this heaven dazai is in just another wonder of the human mind when it reaches a new state of ecstasy because dazai clearly did not expect fireworks of satisfaction to have a show in his stomach.

one hand pumping his dick up and down while the other raised itself to not miss out on the fun, fondling with his balls while your weight was now hopefully being supported or well tried to be supported by your breasts which were exactly against dazai's knees and everytime your moved your head which lead your  body to be moved as well, your hardened nipples through the satin top teased him.

yet is he dazai if he doesn't turn the situation around in his favor?

"fuck, do i really gotta teach you how to suck me again? maybe i should just use you like a whore till  i cum, huh? would that be ideal? you would like it though, won't you? you are just hungry for dick after all like a starved whore." dazai tuts before grabbing a hold of your jaw again and with the way his hand always finds the curve of your jaw, you may begin to think his hand belongs over there.

as he pulled you to take more of his length into your mouth, both of your hands immediately left their task to grab his thighs as to not fall on his stomach face first, your jaw being the controller dazai controlled to move you back and forwards but this insane pace and the way his tip hits your throat activated your gag reflex and as you gagged, dazai snickered.

his knee began their own assault as he nudged his knees towards your breasts to make them squish against each other before resting in its original position and again repeating the process.

"what a good bitch letting me use her like a toy." dazai sighed out, the hold on your jaw now began to hurt just the tiniest bit to be an indicator on how the bruises left by him will be prominent to the naked eye later.

a pornographic type of moan left his lips when your hand found itself wrapping around his dick again and pumping up and down but now as a student following it's instrumental mentor as your hands tried to keep up and match the rhythm of his hand on your jaw.

"what a good girl, fuck, my good girl." dazai moaned again when you tried to whine but the vibration made it all the more pleasurable for him.

the night is peaceful and serene but the way your body is moving up and down in tune with dazai's guidance, the small breaths, gasps and occasional moans he lets out, the wet sound produced by his dick in your mouth and the way dazai could feel your breasts being pushed against his body in order to stay in the position you are in right now which consists of you being on your knees, practically upper half of your body pulled onto his lap and the gags and whines you released into the atmosphere around to let them travel to dazai's ears and turn him on even more -- made the night anything but peaceful in the office room which had let go of its serenity the moment you stepped inside the room for it already knew how the night would take a turn for you two.

dazai gasped when your grip on his thigh tightened to the point he could feel your fingertip trying to almost enter his skin and he was sure it would not only leave marks but blood drops as well and this is what drove him over the edge and to drive him to increase his pace, the knot in his stomach felt more alive then ever now and dazai finally looked down at you to see drool dripping the side of your mouth, gasps and short breaths leaving your lips.

your grip on his thigh tightened only more as you felt tears pricking your eyes and dazai noticed. how could he not when he was wating for this exact moment?

"you crying?" dazai asked in an almost teasing tone, a breathy chuckled gracing your ears when it departed from his lips, "sorry baby, but your tears only make me wanna ruin you more."

he pulled your head almost as near as possible to have as much as of his length can enter in your mouth, you felt your mouth burn but soon were to be thankful for the man who pulled you back before slamming his dick in you again and the way he moaned in a high pitched voice made you begin to rub your thighs together.

every action has an equal and opposite reaction, no?

the equal action was dazai also reaching his high, feeling the knot in his stomach stretching in two directions; the opposite reaction was however him pulling you on his dick as much as your mouth allowed you to before pushing your head back a few times and this made your vision blur with tears as your own arousal didn't feel pleasant anymore but rather hot needles pricking your skin.

"shit, what a good bitch of mine. gonna make you suck me everyday till your mouth gets used to me, okay?"

you whined again and this was the final cheery on top along with the perfect moment when as dazai pushed you away from his dick till only his tip remained inside, you had licked his tip with your tongue and when dazai pushed you onto his dick again; his knees which were previously teasing and trying to play with your breasts, began to shake as your hand pumped his dick.

feeling his balls tighten, dazai groaned before he felt your mouth decreasing in space as it sucked his dick as hardly as possible and not too long after, ropes of thick cum shooted from his dick and dripped out of your mouth. dazai pulled his dick out of your mouth to watch in fascination as his cum drizzled all over your face and chest.

and as dazai watched his cum drip down your chin and onto your chest, while you tasted the one near your lips by swiping it with your tongue, he was overcome by this sudden urge on which he acted on by extending his hand to grab his phone from the table as he quickly opened the camera app.

"fuck, you look so good. makes me wanna do things to you which you aren't ready for --" dazai clicked a picture before immediately tossing his phone on the table to look down at your chest heaving up and down as tears finally flowed down from your eyes as you harshly rubbed your thighs together to create friction.

"-- oh my good baby, you were so good for me so why are you crying now? come to daddy and let me make you feel good too, yeah?" dazai cooed as he pouted in faux sympathy and as you sniffled while nodding, dazai felt his dick hardening again.

"sit on the floor and spread your legs for me baby," he demanded and watched as you quickly sat down before parting your legs open and then looking up at him.

the sight of you sitting on the floor, clothes messed up as your face was covered by his cum and your tears along with his heaving chest, dazai smirked before nudging his soaked foot near your inner thigh and watched you whine out.

the erotic sight satisfying the corrupted and making the corruptible addicted to this thrill.

"daddy, want you! please touch me now!" you drawl out, begging as you try to hump yourself against his foot.

"should i?" dazai teased you who was being tormented by your own arousal and you sobbed softly which made dazai breath heavily, "of course i should, you were so good f'me after all baby. sucking me off so good, you really are my good girl. always doing what i am asking."

he raised you to stand at your feet before he guided you to sit on his dick, hissing as your cold pussy (due to being bare all this while) swallowed his dick and he leaned forwards to lick his cum and tears dropping down your face, all while you whined at finally feeling the warm sensation of his cock entering your aching hole, how grateful you are right now cannot be measured but felt due to how every cell in your body is basically floating in the sea of pleasure.

"gonna make sure you remain my good girl your entire life. shit, you drive me mad. you are so addicting that i just can't help myself but want to ruin you, to corrupt you." whispering against your ears should have made you smile in shyness but the way dazai pinched your nipple through the satin top, you aren't sure if you even heard him properly, back arching to which dazai laughed at.

"you are so mean to me." you sniffle, raising your hand with the intention of pinching his neck but at the same moment, dazai thrusted upwards and your same hand immediately grabbed his forearm as you moaned out.

"yet you like it, no? i can feel you gushing out baby, god you are so wet." he snickered, referring to your slick which trailed down your inner thighs to strain his sweatpants but you didn't care for all your mind focused on was his dick trapped between your walls, the length feeling you up and touching places your own fingers couldn't.

"please fuck me, fuck me harder. just wanna be your dumb girl." you sniffle as the tears for some reason are on a display on your eyes for dazai to admire as if they were the art and he is the artist, your hands traveled before resting on the middle of his chest as you gripped his shirt, looking at him and the sight made something, perhaps restraint, snap within the chambers of dazai's body.

the chair was pushed a bit backwards as dazai stood with you still on his lap, hands under your thigh and gripping your ass cheeks to hold you before he settled you down on his cold table, he leaned forwards to grab his laptop, opening the drawer in which he placed his laptop inside before slamming the drawer shut as if he is in a hurry and cannot care enough to be gentle or patient with other trivial matters when you are sniffling on his dick, trying to move yourself but his hand grabbing your knee had restrained you.

dazai turned back to look at you before he grabbed your jaw again and made you to lean back down on the cold table, his other hand making you spread your legs before he looked down at you and smirked, "you want to be fucked? beg for it then, my filthy bitch. and if i don't feel as if you are being sincere, i won't be touching you so you better get those preety tears rolling down, yeah? they aren't just for decoration now, are they? fucking use them to beg. cry and beg for me, baby." and with the completion of his demand, dazai thrusted into you once to let you taste the pleasure which is right infront of you, laughing at your small moan before he stopped moving to tell you to begin, hands holding your hips.

and if there is something dazai taught you, it's to know when and how to beg for something expensive and how to beg for him.

[99k4manii]

(NOT PROOF READ)

Ony x black!f!reader

Sooo basicallyyyy fem reader who lowkey strong asf get jealous but like she little bitty like literally 5’1 while ony a whopping 6,4 everytime YALL argue you give him some rough bruises then y’all fuck it out

Warnings: nsfw! P in V, jealousy, toxic relationship, idk what else tbh

You and Ony were cuddling on the couch watching “missing” for like the 100th time, he half sleep half woke and his phone started dingin’ at first you didn’t really pay attention. But then it started getting constant so you picked up his phone and put his passcode in to see messages from instagram? but you was pretty sure you told him to delete that shit!

Next thing you know you scrolling through some texts from a bitch named “Ri’hna” it’s like they were texting non-stop yk damn well he aint drop sum off for her ONE time you was finna wake his ass up and slap him in his shit but something told you too see what this bitch look like so you know who you finna beat tf up.

after about like 35-40ish minutes of checking her socials (off of his phone) the bitch texted talkin’ bout’ sum “mmm why you looking at my page sm?? You obsessed aint you 👅👅?” First of all, the bitch was ugly asf and built sloppy second of all, the bitch knew he had a girl! Thats what made you aggressively wake up ony.

“Hmm..? What ma-“ he said sluggishly and he was tired but once a hard ass slap hit him across his face he woke up right away “y/n what the fuck?!” He said like he didnt know what was going on (he didnt) “now who tf is ri’hna?” You said calmly but in a minute you was finna go off “what is you talkin’ bout?!” Ony looked at you with a confused faced then you punch him in his nose, “nigga stop playing dumb with me” you said tryna keep yourself from hitting him again “y/n you ain’t gon keep hitting’ me!” “NIGGA JUST ANSWER MY QUESTION” you said finally gettin loud after that Yall started fighting not just yelling but fist fighting

Ony ended up spendin’ the night at armin and his girls house (your friend) “damnnn she fucked yo shit up!” Armin said feeling bad Ony had a couple bruises over his face nd a somewhat black eye “what did you do fa ha do dat?” F/n had asked with a concerned look, “ion even fuckin know! She just started asking me who Ri’hna is..” “well who is she” f/n had asked “she a regular drop off but she got a crush on Ony” armin and had said “well if yk she gatta crush on you.. why don’t you block ha or sum’ ?” F/n had asked a good question “because she a customer and y/n shouldve look at the messages better I don’ t respond unless she ask for a drop!” Armin and f/n look at each other “welllll—“ armin said “how bout you just go talk to her yk Yall gon end up back togetha’ anyway” he was right no matter how many times y’all “broke up” or fought y’all ended up fuckin’ it out nd being lovey doves again

It was about 2:23 am you heard a knock at yo apartment door you was confused asf because why somebody at your door at 2 somthing in da morning? You looked through da peep hole, suprise suprise it was no other than ony

“Ngh~! Ohh~!” “Fuck-fuck-fuckkkk” here you two are fucking like animals on the living room floor, that’s how terrible it is y’all didn’t even make it to the bedroom! “Mama, you better not beat me up like that again understand?” Ony said somewhat outa Breath while in missionary still pounding tf outa you. “Don’t make me want~to beat you up aga~in” you said with moans interrupting your words. “You didn’t even let me try to explain myse-“ you shut him up with a French kiss “that’s the past this the present forget about that”

After a couple days the same thing happened which ended up in you two fucking YOURE problems out again this relationship was not healthy at all.

Heyyy y’all! so prob tmr ima do the thing cuz gojo won the poll! This is short so hopefully in the future I make longer ones but I ain’t good a typing for a long time.. but anyways yup bye love y’all😘

[fuck-customers]

I desperately wish I could explain to my coworker that really wants me to become a manager for whatever reason that the main reasons why I don't want to become a manager are:

1. If I become a manager, I'd have to work under the store manager, who I don't have a shred of respect for. I think she's nice, but is a complete moron who couldn't run a store if her life depended on it. Up until now, I encounter her every 4th or 5th shift for 20-30 minutes. Very minimal interaction.

2. Building off of point 1, our store manager just doesn't do shit that is her job to do or assign someone to do to run a store. I do that shit because it bothers me on a personal level and the dumb bitch undoes it and I redo it. Tbh it's kinda fun, because I'm petty. If I were a manager, I would not have the time to do these things. (These things being price tagging the merchandise at the front end. It's asinine that 90% of the products in the store don't have prices. I suppose if I were a manager, I'd have the freedom to roam the store to tag other aisles, but managers are given long lists of tasks to do and I'd never have spare time)

3. If I became a manager, I'd be a lead and the chain of command would be store manager-->assistant store manager-->me. And I HATE the assistant store manager. 1000x worse than the store manager. I actually don't mind the store manager as a person, I just think she's an absolute moron and a shit manager. However, the assistant store manager is a CUNT. I genuinely hate her, but as a non-management employee, I don't have to interact with her too often, as she's usually working in the back of the store. But if I were a lead, I'd have to work with her and report to her.

4. I am doing shit to sabotage the store and our store manager, because she won't do her fucking job. I've reported the store to OSHA (and they got a big ass fine el em ay oh) I've been stealing customer receipts out of the garbage to write bad reviews on the store survey that our DM reads and I've also submitted fake negative customer reviews to corporate about our location specifically. If I became a lead, I would not have the time or opportunity to steal the receipts and I would have more eyes on me because I would now be a Manager who is In Charge.

I also have several other reasons that I've given (lead isn't a full-time position and my hours would not increase at all, but I'd be doing 10x the work for $2 more) but these are my real reasons, which I obviously can't tell her or anyone at work.

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[lunavrse]

PURELY PLATONIC(?)

CHARLES LECLERC

summary : are yn and charles dating? are they just friends? who cares? well, twitter does. category : smau. note : disregard all times and dates, they don't matter. all spelling mistakes are intentional. this wasn't supposed to be my 1st fic posted but it is what it is.

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charles_leclerc finally got to see ma crevette

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youruser thought we'd agreed that you'd never call that in public ever again

charles_leclerc no, you said that, i was silent

user2 were you silent or were you silenced😭

youruser you're such a pain in my arse

charles_leclerc you love me really

youruser unfortunately

username67 SCREAMING CRYING THROWING UP SOBBING

user08 they're so friends to lovers coded

username12 SHE DIDN'T DISAGREE!!!

pierregasly didn't you see her 2 months ago? when you flew out to see her

charles_leclerc that was forever ago

pierregasly *cough*whipped*cough*

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user8 I SAW THAT, YOU CANT HIDE FROM ME

user92 HE FLEW OUT TO SEE HER😭😭

user5 did anyone see pierres deleted comment or was it just me?

user16 no, I saw it too

user7 me too!

landonorris relax bro, no one's taking her away from you

charles_leclerc I'd like to see someone try lol

user99 adding lol to the end of your sentence didn't make it less threatening 💀

user420 *joker voice* why so serious??

user111 LANDO, WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY THIS??? ANSWER ME PLS, I AM IN YOUR WALLS

lunavrse pls pretend the manips look good👍 also the last one is just a random picture bc I couldn't edit it the way I wanted

user25 what the fuck are you on about?

user72 what is bro yapping about?❗💀

user7 WHO LET BLUD COOK⁉️❓❗❗

user222 monaco's finest😋

user00 them in the 1st pic have my heart

user000 UGH,, HIS DIMPLES!!!!

mutualfriend she's serving and then there's you

user777 two pretty best friends🤭

user66 two besties😁

user33 yeah... besties...

user92 REUNITED AND IT FEELS SO GOOD...

user29 REUNITED CAUSE WE UNDERSTOOD

user929 i love this song

user127 I KNOW Y'ALL SEE THE "MY" INFRONT OF THE PETNAME

user24 WE LOVE TO SEE IT

user9 that's honestly so fucking cute I'm crying

user88 charles repping ferrari where ever he goes!!!

user237 suprised it's only the one tbh

user228 as he should!!!

user1616 THE WAY HES LOOKING AT HER😭😭😭

user090 face cards never declining ❗

user10 charlito te amo❤️ !!!

user47 never knew i needed this until now

user74 so real bro

user27 please back away from my wife, it's hard enough seeing her with another man and you have the audacity to rub it in my face😭

user123 two best friends in a room... they might kiss

user262 can we talk about how close they are??? like they just seem so touchy!!!

user751 no fr!!! you can't tell me they're not in love with one another

user12 see if he was touching me like this, you'd never see me again because I'd be deceased

user61 so real of you tbh

user767 pls they're so...

user50 im not allowed to see these, im unwell

user44 you look so cute !

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YOU DUMB BITCH DELETE THIS ⤷landonorris SORRY, IT WAS MEANT FOR MY CLOSE FRIENDS

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DELETE THIS YOU CLOWN ⤷landonorris DONT YELL AT ME! I'LL DO IT NOW

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is that charles and yn

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this is the worst manip in this post<3 (editing note: it's actually not, it gets worse)

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LANDO IS THAT CHARLES AND YN

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Lando mate, they're gonna kill you

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landonorris does this mean I get to live?

youruser you're funny.

landonorris what do you mean?!? please don't kill me

youruser see you soon x

charles_leclerc we look so good❤️

youruser the best baby❤️

user19 BABY SHHSHSHE

user91 IM SCREAMING, CANT BELIEVE I GET TO SEE THIS

pierregasly glad i don't have to suffer alone and the rest of the world gets to see how gross you guys are

charles_leclerc weren't you the one who sent me a voice note crying about how happy you were when i told you i finally asked her out ?

youruser aww, pierre, you cried???

pierregasly he's lying

charles_leclerc do you want me to send her the voice note?

user65 it's quiet, ain't no back talk🤭

user80 charles said, i've got receipts bitch💀💀

user71 THEY LOOK GOOD TOGETHER!!!

user22 idk who i want more

user505 me and who?

user005 me n u?

user505 lol no

user101 IMS O USED TO GIVING ANDN OW I GET TO RECEIVE 🥹

user41 PARENTS

user14 IKTR😌

user06 IM SO GLAD WE GOT (OFFICIAL) CONFIRMATION

user003 god, me when?

user79 i want both of 'em😋

user25 I need to know when this happened 😭

user87 same😭

[i-cant-sing]

OK POOKIE! i saw my message went thru 🥸

i remember a while ago you were like “look at y/n with all these time period yanderes and little snippet ideas of how they act,,,” AND THEN THE LAST THING OF PART 7 IS Y/N DIDNT LOOK AT THE TIME AND JUST PRESSED THE TIME MACHINE BUTTON ,,, my theory is that ur different-time-periods-yanderes r going to make an appearance in your time traveler AU 😎 if so, ur a genius and I AM ASWELL

Also i like how crazy u made Baldwin. honestly i lowkey forgot he thot y/n was an angel and that he’s actually super smart. idk if u did that on purpose tho cos i was like “oh he’s dumb in love” w/ how you write him but then, offhandly mention how he won a war at 16 or that he genuinely believes y/n has magical powers. like ik he’s smart but i feel like ur smarter with the way you made me forget how smart he is. or i might just be forgetful ,

it kinda makes me sad that y/n didn’t get to say a genuine goodbye to sultan but honestly…she didn’t have the time to. she had to move fast. WHICH, i really liked how fast the ending was. it was BAM we find out he’s crazy. BAM wedding. BAM we run away. BAM we on a cliff. BAM WE JUMP OFF CLIFF cos tbh when u find out the person u love is crazy and has been manipulating everything around since the start u kinda just…roll with the punches until u find a way out.

i liked that Guy died. even if baldwin set up the situations to make it seem like Guy was behind it, Guy still said really infuriating things. Baldwin didn’t tell him to call us hoes. Guy called us a ho3 , that stupid bitch.

This is- this is EXACTLY how I wanted someone to react to my works. Details, reactions, everything. Come here, baby- you're my favourite person now. Let me give u a smooch🫶

There will be different time periods reader will go to now, and I have a few in mind (I am very excited for the two of them, but one more than the other but I can't write that one yet because then the less exciting one will lose its charm but godddd do I wanna rush this to my fav time period). Lol and I made a list of time periods/historical figures that had potential and idk why but I wrote down Columbus but then I looked him up and I was like... nvm.

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

AITA for breaking up with my BF because I suck my thumb?

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alright, to preface this. I am autistic and I got a bit of an oral fixation and this just happened by the time of me writing this .

I, 22(FTM), and my (20M, ex-)Bf were hanging out in my room about a week ago. we were both laying down in bed. I was faced away from him watching tiktoks and he was behind me doing whatever, well at some point in my mindless scrolling I stuck my thumb in my mouth to just like, chew on a little - I've always done this since I was a tiny child and it always brings comfort to me, I know it's childish but it's not hurting anyone and frankly childish is good imo. well at some point my ex looks over my shoulder to start watching tiktok with me and we were only cuddled for a minute when he suddenly VERY LOUDLY in my ear goes "what the fuck", We were watching a dog video so I was like WHAT? WHAT IS IT? and he just rolls away from me and goes "that's gross" and infuriatingly I had to press him for a bit what he meant and he just pointed at my finger, that was admittedly looking a little wrinkly, but I was already annoyed by his dramatics that I just told him to shut up - I was a little defensive alright, cuz my older brother used to make fun of me for everything I did and especially when he "caught" me sucking on my thumb, it's a sore point for me tbh. but this sparked his annoyance with me and me and him got in a spat. it was a very stupid argument, something we would've had as a "joking" fight if either of us were in a better mood but it ultimately boiled down to him demanding I stop doing that around him and me telling him to fuck off which ended when he had to go to work at night, literally it lasted HOURS.

well we stayed together for a little longer yk, I kept justifying it, it was a dumb fight I can admit that but in the week following I noticed I wasn't fidgeting around him, I wasn't even laying down, always sitting up in bed or in a chair. like I just couldn't relax around him after that? it's such a small thing, literally wouldn't have mattered if he brought it up in any other way or just kept it to teasing but instead he Told me I had to stop and that it was gross. so yesterday when we were hanging out again, I broke up with him. he was really upset and without saying "don't tell me not to suck my thumb, bitch" I explained that I didn't feel like I could be myself with him (which I couldn't and it takes me forever to be actually comfortable with people).

but he figured it was more or less because of our argument and told my mom (they're both friendly, he thinks their closer than they are) well my mom said, while she thinks he's a dumbass for trying to get her on his side, I'm also a dumbass for breaking up with him for that reason, even after I explained that's not the reason, just the catalyst. but now she's told my siblings and they're saying it was kinda a dick move and it's got me thinking, so AITA?

What are these acronyms?

[nerves-nebula]

Tbh “reading comprehension” isn’t really the main issue the main issue is that internet = lots of people can potentially see ur post and a lot of them are gonna be seeing it with a different lived context & assumptions, some of which come from being too online or sheltered or w/e but a lot of which just happen because well. People are gonna have crazy different lives. And sometimes people are just straight up annoying 😔 but it’s not cuz they were never taught to read or are dumb

Like I’ve had people read my posts and go “I don’t understand this can you explain it to me” or respond to it in a way i don’t understand and those have been like. Whatever. That’s fine. I’ll even explain the post if I feel like it. Perhaps they didn’t comprehend what I wrote or something.

But that’s not really the kind of thing that typically gets blamed on “poor reading comprehension” a lot if the time that “piss on the poor” shit is just what happens when people make assumptions about what you wrote based on what they expect you to mean. Which might seem like poor reading comprehension but is kind of just a part of how reading or listening to people works?? And sometimes the real issue is just a deep fundamental disagreement on what certain things mean. Am i explaining this well. Whatever I give up I need to go to bed.

It’s just that having poor reading comprehension or being illiterate is actually super stigmatized and is something people can and will make fun of you for and using it as shorthand for This Bitch Dumb like, makes sense I guess and is a snappy comeback but it also makes me a little saddddd ok gnight (it is 6 am)

[pastel-rights]

Assign your friends/moots an Animal that reminds you of them!

... hehehhehehehhe animals. love it when my mutuals.

Yuu is a raven, yeah. the main raven, a bad bitch, classic bird. Nerissa is ALSO a raven so, maybe it's the duo energy.

Tae is a dinosaur because I named a plush dinosaur after her but... hmm... okay, actually, we're changing the person here. Rui? Rui is a bunny. Why? Well, Kasumi HATES cats with a passion, but, he loves bunny rabbits. And he loves his brother. So, Rui is a bunny.

Beth is giving... hmm... beth's giving a puppy dog... golden retriever energy. I'd trust Beth with my life, she's just a walking bag of sunshine.

I named a cow I bought earlier this year "Satoru" so I think, legally speaking I think he has to be a mini cow. Look at him. isn't he such a little cutie. yes. yes he is.

clown is a... probably a dragon, but specifically a dragon with a jesters hat that taunts the king with their non-binary dragon swag.

emma and al are both a snake but specifically those like, really stupid looking noodle looking snakes with the big bug eyes and the :D face and goofy vibes. you might know the ones but. they're so SILLLLLY.

orange is a cat, but specifically a tabby cat. they're SPECIFICALLY my friend's orange tabby cat who kept knocking dishes off the counter and then acting innocent like they didn't just knock off dishes onto the floor. Criminal cat, but funny.

Rina is a shark, but specifically a hammerhead shark. they look so dumb and goofy but they're so silly and loving and lovely and they're just. derpy. And Rina is a derpy person /pos

Four is a moray eel. Enough said.

Klai... Klai is a vulture, jumping their ocs and just ATTACKING the poor things. Death, angry, destrucTIONNNNNNNN (self inflicted)

fifi's a rat. enough said (part two)

Saturday is... probably also a raven tbh. Yuu and Sat can fight for the shinies. /j

Pins is a bat. Enough said (part three)

Navi gives like... those really fancy and refined grey cats with the fluffy fur. Fancy detective cat.

I'm missing some people, I know I am but I know a lot of people so (sobs)