#i’d give him the meanest head ever

[nightpixxie]

every time i see this photo i imagine giving eurory thee craziest head ever

omgggggg~~~

[tiazvni]

no backtalk | multi.

words : 862

warnings : fem!reader, black coded, choking, squirting, mating press, backshots, dumbification <3

you squeak as your boyfriend pressed you further into the mattress, his heavy hand resting on your upper back, slotted just between your shoulder blades, forcing you into the meanest arch possible as he fucked you within an inch of your life.

his thrusts were deep in this position, and the sheer force of his strokes left you sobbing. with three orgasms having already been ripped from you previously - two from his thick fingers, and one from his mouth - your body has since gone limp, your mind buzzing with euphoric numbness.

“s-s’too deep, baby!”

your whines were hardly audible over the wet squelching of your pussy as he met you thrust for thrust, but from the sound of his airy laugh, you knew your boyfriend heard you loud and clear.

“too deep?” there was a teasing lilt to the low rumble of his voice. “you told me you could take it, sweetheart.”

oh, you know what you said, but that was the hennessy talking.

having been with your boyfriend for the past seven months, you felt that some liquid courage was required before telling him - the man with the biggest dick you’ve ever seen, and a cocky attitude to match - that you were finally ready for sex.

truth be told, drunk-you talked a big game. while you were normally shy and reserved, she had the confidence sober-you wished she could exude. your mind raced with flashbacks of you sitting on your boyfriend’s lap, whispering to him that you wanted to be stuffed full with his cock, boasting that you weren’t one for tapping out.

it was then when you realized that you bit off more than you could chew.

your breath catches after one particularly vicious thrust, feeling the bulbous head of his dick drag repeatedly against that spot deep within you that made you tremble and keen uncontrollably. though your cries were cut short when the hand keeping you molded to the mattress slithered around your throat, lifting you from your arch and pressing your back to his chest.

“and after all that backtalk.” he tsks, the warmth of his breath on the shell of your ear making you shudder. “i knew i’d have you dumb on my dick.”

you whimpered at the low timbre of his voice, nearing the precipice of your desire for a fourth time that night as his other hand snaked around to your front to rub tight circles on your clit. the overwhelming sensation makes your eyes roll back, your thighs shaking and pussy clenching as he continued to fuck you raw.

“shit,” he hissed, “you’re so fucking tight.”

he trembles behind you, groaning in your ear with each new thrust into your wet heat. a breathless giggle escaped your lips - you couldn’t help but feel a bit prideful at the thought of bringing such pleasure to a man whose body and stature were akin to a fucking god. that feeling was short-lived, though.

without any warning, he pulls out before manhandling you onto your back, towering above you with a feral glint in his eyes. he licked his lips at the sight of you - faux locs falling from your loose bun, bare breasts jiggling with each heaving breath, and shaky inner thighs glistening with your wet, creamy arousal.

you were absolutely breathtaking.

“so fucking pretty,” he hums, pushing your thighs to your chest to give himself a better view of your pussy. and without missing a beat he gripped his dick, pumping it a few times before slapping it against your clit.

you cry out, your eyes soon widening as he then teased your entrance with his tip, the slight stretch of his dick from this angle dangerous enough to make you delirious with both pain and pleasure.

“w-wait, wait!” you gasped, pressing against his abdomen the moment he sank a few inches deeper. “s’too much!”

“nah, move your hands,” he challenged. “you said you wanted to be full of my dick, right? let me fill you then.”

he bottoms out in one swift thrust before you can react, knocking the air from your lungs but still giving you a moment to adjust. it’s ridiculous how deep you could feel him - he was practically in your tummy.

“can’t believe you kept this pussy from me for seven months,” he seethes, but you hardly registered his words, or his tightened grip on your thighs. that blissful numbness in your brain had increased tenfold - nothing else mattered except how amazingly full you felt in that moment.

and then he started moving.

you screamed as the head of his dick attacked that spot within you once more - hard, heavy, and with timely precision - your voice reaching octaves neither of you were used to. the sensation had you quivering, your arousal suddenly squirting around his dick as your fourth orgasm hit you like a freight train.

“fuuuck,” your boyfriend groaned as he fucked you through it, shuddering at the feel of your cunt spasming around him. it nearly triggered his own release, but he managed to hold off, craving to have you completely and utterly pliant before finally giving into his primal urges.

“i hope you know we’re not done here, sweetheart.”

gojo, eren, toji, zeke, geto, reiner, choso, jean, and any of your faves <3

[r0ttenhearts]

I saw you're taking req, hmm I wanted some angst like neglected reader & diluc or kaveh, the story or plot is up to you 🥹🥹

look at me

diluc x reader

warnings: mean diluc, one sided relationship, arguments, angst

another night you found yourself alone in bed, the book you had been reading laid open on the spot that belonged to diluc, or used to. longer nights seemed to be often now, staying up for him. not like he cared for your presence anyway. only giving you a glance when he’d get in bed, facing away from you.

the cold feeling of the sheets on your skin no longer warmed your heart, trying to grasp at the scent of him on his pillow. it was like loving a ghost. if you could even call it a relationship anymore.

dates and anniversaries had been forgotten about for months now, empty promises he’d give you before stopping completely. never giving you anything to hope for. that’s what you believed on your birthday, leaving you alone that night. a thickly frosted cake sitting in front of you, tears in your eyes with his maids somber smiles as you blew out your candles.

you still held hope in your heart, hope that things would go back to how they used to be, to a loving relationship with him. that was until that night. screams and tears being the only thing between you two.

“i’ve told you for the last time, (y/n). i’m busy. can’t you take this up with sucrose or one of your other friends? i don’t have time for this nonsense.” diluc sighed, pressing his thumbs on the bridge of his nose.

“we haven’t done anything together in months, diluc.” you looked at him with hope in your eyes, holding out a flyer for the upcoming windblume festival in mondstat. “we can go to this together! it’ll be like how we used to go to your wine festival’s back in the day, but this time you won’t have to-“

his gloved hand tearing the sheet out of your grasp and ripping it in half silenced your words. you stared at him, wide eyed as he looked to you with the meanest glare he only reserved for kaeya.

“i don’t give a shit to go to some silly festival with you. do you ever wonder why i don’t spend time with you anymore (y/n)? why i’d rather be manning the bar instead of letting my employees do it?” he seethed, getting right in your face as you stood there frozen.

his fiery red hair matched his tone as you felt your love and hope for this relationship slowly wither with every word that came out of his mouth. his piercing eyes not hiding his distaste for you,

“the reason is i simply cannot stand to be here with you. i can’t stand the way you look at me so stupidly. you still believe something is there when i haven’t even looked at you in months.

i don’t love you anymore (y/n). get that through your thick skull. or do you still think i’m kidding? that one day i’ll waltz in here and kiss you like i used to? that i won’t leave you alone here every day with the maids?

nothing will change. i don’t care if you leave me. do what you wish, just stop bothering me.”

he left your shared bedroom with a slam of the door. the glass on your bedside table shaking as silent tears slipped down your cheeks. you were tired. tired of the fighting, tired of him.

the next day you did as he asked, or screamed. with a heavy heart you left his manor, a home you had known for six years. ignoring his lingering stares in the streets of mondstat for the next few months.

every time you’d see him stop and stare at you, you’d shake your head. he didn’t miss you. you couldn’t miss him. nothing was waiting for you back at the winery.

you never knew of the way he’d uncap some of his special wine, sitting at the same table you used to have dinner alone in. gulping down the bitter liquid, he hated every second of it sliding down his throat. but he hated the way he felt without you even more.

the day he told you those words he’d felt nothing but regret. coming home to an empty house solidified that feeling of guilt and pain as he remembered the look on your face as he claimed he no longer felt anything for you. it was a lie. he lied to keep you away, away from his duties to hunt down the fatui. you didn’t know he was the infamous dark night hero, only believing his white lies of being at the bar every night.

oh how cruel could fate be as he watched you move on. you’d refuse to look his way if he stood next to you at a stall, your gaze locked on the merchant. never at him.

eventually your gaze would be locked onto his brother, kaeya. kaeya’s smirk as you held onto his arm made his blood boil. he had taken something else from him. but were you ever his to be taken from?

as he sat on the floor of his cellar, tears in his eyes as he inhaled the smell of grapes and liquids he now found comfort in, he only thought of you.

“hey (y/n).. the windblume festival is coming up soon.. do you want to go together.” he whispered to himself, more hot tears running down his face.

“i didn’t mean what i said that night.. i’ll cut off my own tongue so i never yell at you again.. so please,

promise you won’t go.”

taglist: @samarill @lelemnh

[i1f3klic]

Dark! Jason Dilaurentis X Black Reader

Warnings: language, back shots, slight forced motion, bathroom sex, oral

"y/n, get your ass over here right now" the blonde said through the phone. You and four others were best friends with the meanest girl in Rosewood.

Even worse, she would force you specifically to sleepover at her house. Days ago, she had told you she was getting anonymous texts from someone named "A". Meaning, Allison was as clingy has ever. I’ve never seen her scared before. I was genuinely worried.

So when she called I always went.

"Fine, just let me pack my stuff" I uttered. I frantically stuffed my bag with needed necessities, and made my way over to Ali's.

I knocked on her front door and to my surprise, her big brother Jason answered it. He glared at me erotically, as if I wore a naked bird waiting for its mother to bathe him.

The glare went on for about a minute. Was he going to let me through or what. I hope Alison comes down the stairs, I hate awkward silences. Jason was so tall and so muscular you could his body print through the shirt. I couldn’t deny it, Jason was really fine. The first time I met him was in the summer of 6th grade, I was sure he was annoyed by me.

“Do you wanna go to your friend or should I close the door” he asks. I shake my head yes and walk past him and I go straight to Allison’s room. I don’t even look back, my body aches in embarrassment. Jason seemed mad, maybe something happened before I came and now I made him more upset.

Hours have gone by, and we still haven't figured out who "A" is. I don’t want to sound like a bad friend or anything but I’m not really surprised that Allison has someone bothering her. She torments other people and I hate when she does that shit. I almost stopped being her friend because of it ,she begged me for days to forgive her and I finally budged.

Allison was really scared though, I’d never seen her in this state before, she’s usually the bully but now she’s the bullied. She’s digging in her box, looking at all the notes from A. I squeeze her shoulder, so she’s knows I’m here for her. “Alli maybe you should give this a break, and A hasn’t texted once since I have been here, maybe they’re done”

“They are not, I’m telling you if u weren’t here, they would be sending paper plates to my window with threats” She looks at me as her face is puffy, I haven’t made to much attention to her face since I got here, but her eyes are puffy and her skin is red. She had been crying. “We could go to the cops and report them” As I finish the sentence she breaks out into tears crashing into her bed. “Don’t you think I thought that, they’ll hurt me if I do it” I’m about to open myself but her mother walks right in and calls us for dinner.

The table was so quiet, it differed largely from my household. There was no loud kids crying , no small conversations nothing.

I kept trying to figure out who would be trying to mess with Allison but the list of people who hated ali was too long. She’s so scared and fragile kind of like a baby, it was like I was walking on glass around her. I could say one thing and she’ll crack. I didn’t know what to say to her and she didn’t tell the rest of the girls, so I don’t have anyone else to talk about this too.

I picked at my spaghetti and meatballs, twirling the noodles on my fork. My thoughts were interrupted when I felt a large hand on my thigh, I look down to see Jason's hand caressing it.

I didn’t hate it, it’s not like Jason was unattractive but he was Ali’s big brother so he was automatically off limits. I learned that when Hannah looked at him too hard last summer and Ali had a fit. If she sees this she’s definitely gonna do more then have a fit. I can’t do this Ali, she was just crying infront of me upstairs and now I’m getting touched by her brother, am I a bad friend.

I closed my eyes hoping when I open them again his hand would disappear but it didn’t. I opened them again to still see his hand still on my bare thigh. I had to leave. Allison and I have had our arguments and pretty fights but this is pushing it. I get Allison mad but who knows what she would do is she was furious.

"Can I be excused" I asked before getting up without hearing an answer. I had to get out of that situation, I head to bathroom and wash my face, I was sweating like crazy. I look at myself in the mirror to see Jason behind me. His hard body was pressed up on my butt. I realize I was practically arching in front of the mirror.

“You were gonna leave with out saying goodbye” he asked. I look at him using the mirror,he was looking down at me. N-no just needed to step away for a few” I stuttered. He moved his body slowly caressing his groan on my butt.The feeling was painful but a good painful, I wanted to feel more of that.

If Ali sees this I’m dead. Before I knew it Jason pants came off and so did mine. He bent me over the sink and my arch was lowkey pretty. He moved his dick up and down, teasing me. He slide it inside slowly , we both moaned as it was entering. He started slow and I couldn’t control myself, my moans were just slipping out with no control. Hearing this he went even faster, he covered my mouth. So nobody would hear, his groans were low and sexy.

"You like that princess" he asked. I couldn’t even answer, his dick was taking me away. He went faster and faster, you could hear the sink rattling a little bit. I was enjoying it but I was getting worried, what if Allison came looking for me, I’ve been gone for some time now. He grabs my neck and he goes fully in, he takes slow shots. I’m taking every inch of him. He groaned loudly, he came.

He was so close behind me, I could feel his body heat. He turned me around and looked in my face. I didn’t look away for a second. He was so beautiful I couldn’t take my eyes off him. His lips looked so soft, I had to taste them. I leaned in and kissed him , he kissed back. Our tongues were fighting each other and his mouth tasted like fresh mint. He was such a good kisser, I loved every sound he made. He groaned and I moaned, he reached into my shirt grabbing my titties. He took them out the bra and started touching my nibbles. His hands were so cold, goosebumps came over my body. He lifted up my shirt and started sucking my titties.

Nobody has ever done that to me before. The boys in this town don’t know how to please a girl, since jason was man he knew how to do it. He looked up at me with his brown/green eyes (I forgot the color), he looked like an angel, my pussy was in heat, I took his hands and brought them down to my pussy, he took a look at me and put his head in between my legs. I moaned softly, so he could hear. His head was warm and his tongue was so wet. He was eating me out, it felt so good. I was leaking into his mouth and he slurped up everything. “Jason” I moan. I brush my hand through his hair, it was extremely soft. As I came in his mouth, there was a knock on the door, Ali was on the other side of it.

“Y/n, Y/n” she screamed, she banged on the door, I was so scared I pushed jason off of me and started putting my clothes on. He looks at me calm, I motion my hand to the shower , and he goes in it I throw him his clothes and I leave the bathroom.

“What took you so long”

“I had gas” I lied.

“Ew” she said, she walks and I follow behind her. More A hunt, I turn around and I see Jason quietly leaving the bathroom. We lock eyes and he blows me a kiss. Oh my god Jason is so fine

Note;

I rewrote it, hope y’all enjoy.

[seventeenytiny]

I have a request for skz if you don't mind,

what types of doms do you think would skz be?

I feel with 2min they will surely be mean doms with their soft moments here and there's, and chanbin the soft doms

Here are some of my thoughts regarding that topic!

Contains - Smut, Minors do not Interact, BDSM topics such as bondage, pet play, cum play, toys ect.

Bang Chan - Hard Dom with lots of Soft Moments 

I’d say Chan is a hard dom but with lots of soft moments. He’s the type to throw you around and slap your ass until it’s red but once he sees your tears falling he’ll slow down to kiss away the pain. It doesn’t matter if you tell him you enjoy the pain and don’t want him to stop, he still needs to take breaks to make sure you know how precious you are to him. He has the most amazing aftercare too, he’ll kiss every bruise and mark on your body before helping you clean up and then pulling you back to bed for cuddles.

Lee Know - Hard Mean Dom 

Minho is also a hard dom but definitely the meanest of the bunch. He’ll have you blindfolded as well just to make every touch to your body more intense. If you slip up and call him by his real name and not Sir, that deserves punishment. He loves to slap your ass, watching it bounce with every hit, turning as red as the blush on your cheeks. He also loves to participate in orgasm denial. He’ll have you so sensitive, a vibrator pressed hard against your clit as he nips at your neck, always pulling the toy away right before you can cum. Don’t worry though, he always gives his baby what they want in the end. He’ll run a nice warm bath for you two to relax in afterward to help soothe your poor muscles. 

Changbin - Soft Dom

Softy, doesn’t really want to hurt you, he’ll show off his strength in other ways. He likes to pick you up and toss you around, pin you under his body, and hold your arms above your head. His grip on you is always firm but never painful. He’s a very nurturing partner, he loves to praise his partner as he ruts into them. Sex with him is hardly ever just sex, it’s making love. His sweet words always help bring you to your high, he always reassures you how great you are. Although, if you are acting particularly bratty one day he will scold you. After he finishes in you he loves to just stay inside for a bit and hold you, he hates letting you go.

Hyunjin - Soft Dom

He’s more of a romantic guy and likes sex to be special and loving, but he does have a more adventurous side. Occasionally, he’ll pull out his ropes and tie you up. He’s actually quite educated in tying you, he has several different ways he loves to have you tied, sometimes it’s just your hands behind your back, other times it’s your hands and feet to the bed, and sometimes the rope is expertly tied around your whole body. If he’s feeling extra horny he will put a ball gag in your mouth as well, watching drool cover your face as you try to wipe it away but are unable to due to the rope. His touches to your body are always soft, he would never want to hurt you, he only wants to make you feel good. I wish I could say his aftercare is good but I have a feeling he’s the type to pass out immediately after sex, he doesn’t mean to, you just make him feel so damn good it puts him to sleep.

Han - Switches between Hard and Soft 

Jisung goes back and forth between being a hard and soft dom, it really depends on his mood. He secretly loves it when you act like a brat so he can tame you. If you two are hanging out and you start getting sassy he’ll drag you to the nearest semi-private place just to teach you a lesson. He’ll smack your ass and then push you to your knees and shove his cock in your mouth. He’ll fuck your mouth hard, his hands pushing the back of your head so you take him in deeper. If you are at home he loves to pull out last minute and finish on your face. Other times he can be a bit softer and just wants to show you how much he appreciates your body. He will kiss you from head to toe, and then massage your shoulders after the two of you finish.

Felix - Soft Dom with Mean Moments

Another soft boy, but he does have his mean moments. He loves to edge you and participate in orgasm denial. I have a feeling that Felix is the type to have quite an extensive toy collection. One of his favorites to use on you is an insertable vibrator, he loves to shove it into your pussy and watch you squirm. He’ll take one of your tits into his mouth and lick and pull at your sensitive nipples until you have tears pricking your eyes. Right before you can cum he’ll stop and pull out the toy. He’ll replace the vibrator with his cock, slamming into you and giving you little time to adjust. He does take little moments to slow down and look into your eyes for any signs of discomfort before kissing your face. Big cuddler after sex, and also likes to order some food for you two to snack on afterward.

Seungmin - Hard Dom

Hard Dom, really into the idea of ownership. He even got you a custom collar with your name on it for you to wear during sex. He loves to boss you around and would have some kind of pet name for you. He can also be pretty spontaneous, like you two could just be chilling on the couch and he’ll tell you to get on the floor and suck his cock. You of course oblige, always happy to please your master. He praises you well when you do what he asks of you, he also always rewards you. After you swallow his load he’ll pick you up off the ground and carry you to the bedroom, ripping your pants off after he tosses you into the sheets. He loves to eat you out to reward you, your pussy is one of his favorite things to taste in the whole world. I have a feeling he likes to take a shower with you after sex, holding you in his arms under the warm water as he kisses your neck.

I.N - Hard Dom 

Our last hard dom, he’s very into being in charge and making sure you know that. You have to call him Sir or Daddy or else there will be a problem. You also must ask him for permission to do anything, “Daddy will you please let me suck your cock?” “I think you deserve it baby girl.” If you do anything without asking he will pull you over his lap and spank you. He’ll ask you how many smacks you think you deserve and if he disagrees with that number he’ll double it. He’ll always rub your ass after your punishment is over, just to help take away some of the sting, he still cares for his partner very much and wants to make sure they can feel how much he loves them. He loves to fuck you hard and then pull out at the last minute to cum on your bright red ass too. He turns very sweet when it’s time for aftercare, kissing your nose and holding you tight, rubbing any spots on your body that might be sore.

[x-v0id-x]

yaho! just discovered ur blog and omg i love ur sillies already heuhehheuheuheuehheee im so normal

what if ur ocs and darling go out in public, and when someone tries to flirt with them and darling just waltzes up to then all like "babe!! can we leave? i think we've finished everything we need to take care of here~" whilst giving the flirt a death stare teehee

Hihi!! Oh my goodness I’m super glad!! (n˘v˘•)¬ Being normal is in fact my favorite activity. But this is a great idea oh my gosh >w< 

Also I love your Shizuku pfp!! 

<3 This is so silly considering Milo and Kai are very aware of their surroundings nearly at all times. 

<3 Milo loves fashion, so they’d especially love going on shopping trips with you, which is exactly why you two were out together. But honestly they’d find any reason to get you to spend time with them (*-ω-)

<3 Honestly? They had seen that wretched person from a mile away. The second they got too close to you for Milo’s liking they were already thinking of all the different ways to make sure no one would find that body. However Milo doesn’t want to make their intent obvious, and of course they don’t want to scare you! Well at least not right now. 

<3 But then you completely dismiss the person! Not saying a word to them! Milo was only watching from the corner of their eye, so when they finally looked over, there you were in front of him!

<3 “Dear, I think we’re done here. Let’s leave, okay?~” Your voice made Milo melt every single time. 

<3 To say Milo was happy would be an understatement. Seeing you look at that person like the disgusting filth they were would honestly make them so giddy. You almost looked scary, if it wasn’t for how cute you were to them (つ∀<●) Though the thought of you being scary to him too made Milo go all pink in the face ♡

<3 They’d scoop you up and kiss you from your face to your neck, making sure to be as loving as possible in front of the person. I mean, it is their fault for flirting with you. They should’ve known better. 

<3 “Oh, of course, darling~ I’d want nothing more.” (ෆ’∀’ෆ) 

<3 He’d carry you all the way to the car, gushing about how sweet you were and how happy he was to have you, once you’re home they’re practically all over you for the rest of the night >< 

<3 Such simple things coming from you make Milo so happy（*’∀’人）♥

<3 Now Kaito on the other hand isn’t afraid to show this person what they’re messing with. 

<3 Kai isn’t one for going out often, but some new merchandise from a brand you really like came out, so of course he wouldn’t refuse going with you to check it out. 

<3 From the moment that idiot started to stare at you, Kai was already right behind you, constantly glaring back at the person. Though either they were too stupid to notice or too stupid to care. Either way it was not about to end well (^_^;

<3 But lucky them, you turned around, totally disregarding the person and now facing Kai. It was enough to make him pause and focus his attention on you. 

<3 “Babe!! We should go, I already checked out everything I wanted to see~” And you looked at the idiot with the meanest look Kai’s ever witnessed you have. 

<3 Kai had mixed feelings. On one hand he loved that you were shoving it in this bastard’s face that you were clearly with him. On the other hand, you focusing on that other person and not him was bothering him (❁≧_≦)

<3 You felt Kai’s hand on your chin, redirecting your head to look back at him, his expression the same as always. But there was a glint of pride in his eyes. You grinned back at him, leaning into his hand.

<3 “Whatever. Not buyin’ anything right?” You shook your head in response, and with that Kai grabbed your hand and began leading the way out. 

<3 Kai isn’t a fan of pda, but just before you left he made sure that fucker was watching as he kissed you against the wall of the store right before leaving (⺣◡⺣)♡*

<3 Once your guys were home, he wouldn’t let you out of his line of reach. You stayed in his lap the rest of the night while he held you close, his hands sometimes wandering below the waist (〃ω〃) But he wouldn’t do anything too big.

<3 Not unless you asked nicely ♡

[hadassah4ever]

Warnings: Virginity loss, shameless breeding kink, corruption kink, age gap (I imagine reader as 18, so legal, but not moral.), very dub-con, Kai calls you a “little girl”, Kai being sexist as hell bc he’s Kai lol, idk if i’m missing any, plz forgive me 💀

Author’s note: A ‘porn with barely any plot’ fic I wrote in like an hour that I barely proofread, enjoy. 👍👍 (Kai is as nice as he can get in this.)

W.C.: 1.2k

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Nobody respected me in the cult. Whatsoever.

I felt it deep in my bones, I didn’t really know if it hurt me or if that’s what I should’ve expected joining a group based on murder, when even I knew I couldn’t bring myself to hurt someone. It was a miracle they even kept me around, and even I didn’t know why they did.

After another meeting, I felt Kai place his hand on my shoulder and mutter something in my ear about having a meeting in the basement, and all of a sudden, I knew it. He was either going to make a move on me, or kill me. Maybe both.

Eventually we ended up in the basement, the door closed and locked.

“I think you know why we’re down here, don’t you?” He asked, condescendingly.

“I’m not too sure what to think anymore, divine ruler.” I replied, trying to keep my tone steady to give an heir of confidence. He let out a short, menacing laugh. “Oh, you know why. You’re too docile to kill anyone, the only reason I’ve kept you here is because you are the one who will carry my child, my messiah. No debate.” My head spun a bit at his intimidating tone.

I silently nodded. There really was no debate, begging would do no use and there really was no leaving the cult, apart from in a body bag. “God you’re perfect. If I’d met you earlier you would’ve probably had a ring by now. I’ve always wanted a woman who submitted to men, like you.” He spoke through a smug smile, standing up and walking over to me, gazing down at me.

“Have you ever fucked a guy before?” He asked, even though he probably knew the answer to that question. I shook my head, looking up at him, “No, divine leader.” I softly muttered. As soon as those words fell from my lips he dove down to my level and began making out with me, his tongue sliding its way into my mouth, my inexperience showing itself to him.

Eventually we broke apart and he looked at me with a mundanely terrifying smile, which completely scared me. “Strip.” He commanded. I stood up and began to nervously undress which amused him completely. Amused might even be an understatement, he looked at my bare body with what could only be described as the complete embodiment of lust, my trembling shoulders enticing him.

He walked over to me slowly, unbuttoning his pants and pulling his underwear down to just under his balls, his cock springing free. “Lay down.” He spoke, his tone became more smug but softer in a way, as he knew I would follow his orders. And I did. I laid down, the cold floor startling me, making me shiver for a split second.

“I’m going to be nice to you, sweetheart. You’ve been so compliant, I’m going to start off slow.” He told me, sounding like he wanted to win an award for ‘Not The Meanest Cult Leader Ever’. “Thank you, divine leader.” I spoke, not trying to make him angry and lose out on the not-so-painful impregnation he was about to perform. “Such a sweet girl, Jesus.” He was kneeling over my body, knees right next to my neck, and he began to push his cock into my mouth, the odd, slightly unpleasant taste coating my mouth.

He slowly pushed it in until he reached my throat, I coughed around his dick, certainly feeding his ego. He began to speed up, him thrusting into my mouth and me trying to hold back gags and coughs, until he stopped, pulling out of my mouth. “I’m saving my cum for your pussy.” He chuckled, smugly. He stood up and kneeled by my closed legs, pushing his hands between them and pulling them apart.

“You have the prettiest pussy, I can’t wait to see it stuffed full.” His colourful speech slightly shocked me, but I laid there, almost catatonic. He was slightly displeased with my lack of thanking him, but pushed his fingers against my clit anyways, making small circles.

I’d be lying if I said it didn’t feel good, my toes twitched, almost curling in repressed moans, the most noise I let out was small whimpers as he continued to play with my clit, he moved his face up to mine, placing another kiss on my lips. “You’re so adorable, I don’t know why I haven’t made you do this before.” He chuckled, one of his fingers entered me and I arched my back, squealing quietly.

He pumped his finger into me deeper and explored me, trying to find the spots that made me moan. “You’re so tight, I don’t know how I’ll even fit inside you.” He laughed, darkly. Before I could orgasm, he pulled his finger from my hole, I panted and just looked up at the ceiling. I felt his cock enter me, I gasped at the sensation of him stretching me out, and the new feeling of a cock inside of me. Even he had to pause for a second, but the break didn’t last long, as he began to slowly push his dick fully into me, making me squirm and let out slightly louder moans.

“My god I love corrupting little girls like you, I love feeling the stretch of virgin pussies, but fuck I’ve never felt a pussy strech as perfectly for me as yours has. You’re made for me, you little cock slut.” He spoke while grunts interrupted his dirty speech. My breaths were shallow and filled with pleasure as he pumped himself into me, continually getting faster and harder, his balls slapping against the skin of my ass.

He let out a low groan as he filled me up completely with his cock, he moved to push my thighs against my chest and my calves over his shoulders. “I can’t fucking wait to see your tits fill with milk and your stomach swell with my messiah.” He panted, slapping one of my breasts as he continued thrusting into me deeply.

His pace started getting unsteady and sloppy, in limbo between getting faster and getting slower. He started pounding into me, primal grunts filling the room. His fingers moved to my clit again, doing the same circles he was just doing moments ago. “Fuck… Cum with me, sweetheart. You’ve been so perfect.” He panted out.

I felt myself reach my peak, euphoria wracking me as I clenched my pussy around him, feeling him bury his cock fully inside me, unmoving as he filled me with a large load of cum, staying inside me to not let any leak out.

He looked down at me and smirked. “Don’t think we’re done just yet, dear.”

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part 2 maybe… 👀👀

[theghostbunnie]

yis yis

Tell about ur hcs I’d love to hear

I don't know where to start I have so many with varying sizes

Anything to do with the main trio's parents I definitely accidentally over developed/hj and gave them all names and backstories

For just the main trio themselves off the top of my head rn: CW animal death mentions.

Neil doesn't feel any particular way about cats, dogs, kittens or puppies. In fact he would tell a dog to shut up for barking/hj He believes the most perfect pet ever is goldfish and he could go on and on about how cool and practical and so on they are. He cannonicaly had lab testing mice at some point that was confiscated from him and didn't seem too bothered when they died.

Idk man I just feel like there's some symbolism in there somewhere about him how he favors what the majority veiws as "the most disposable/boring pet" and doesn't gush over cute ones or more traditional ones to like.

He has a Fallout reference as a sticker on his safe so I took that as he's a fan of the games. He plays fallout and watches game of thrones and he probably likes Skyrim and Marvel too!! Like I don't think he has a problem with magic at all as a *fictional* concept. It's when he can't understand something or make sense of the paranormal it drives him off his rockers.

Nikki makes rubber band bracelets, and collects offbrand Lps and watches the amazing world of gumball on her mom's ipad whenever they're in a place she needs to sit still and she's just enjoying her childhood the best she can living in the vibes fr. She chews on the nails on hand and leaves the other sharp. She probably has a lot of broken action figures and barbie dolls she doesn't know the proper name of like 90% of them and gives them new names. It probably bugs tf out of Neil to watch her call Deadpool Spiderman.

Her relationship with animals as I've noticed, she's not like this Fluttershy type from MLP who has this bleeding heart for all of them, I personally think she veiws herself deeply as one of them. She'll care about the ones she knows personally like they're in her pack. Be intrigued by the ones that are cool, But would also not flinch if one died, "that's the food chain buddy." Infact she's fighting a wolf over a rabbit rn she told me herself.

Max has empathy issues he either feels at 100% or nothing at all and it's anyone's guess how he's gonna feel about anything. This sort of explains the inconsistency in his behavior or if he's gonna feel guilty about something after he does it. He struggles to take interest in hobbies or anything at all, so he's bored nearly all the time and does the stupidest or meanest shit to get a kick out of it. His mom signed him up for tapdancing, piano, and violin lessons and during the school year that fills up alot of his time anyways.

He's very political and infodumps the worst timed dark history facts ever bc he often doesn't know what else to talk about, labeling him as "a depressing mood killer" He has a very strong sense of justice but on a person-to-person level he will say the most sexist, homophobic, fatphobic, things not because he actually believes in those ideals, but bc he's just saying shit to get you mad probably or hurt your feelings.

[aurumacadicus]

This is a fill for @bitetonysassfest​ SFW Saturday–Trope: Magical/Fantasy; Dialogue: “I can’t stay long.” -- Steve hears rumors that Obadiah is going to kill Tony for his power and he knows Tony won’t believe him without proof, but he’s afraid he’ll be killed in the meantime. So he’s gotta do what he’s gotta do. Look out for under the cut! -- “You’re late,” Tony said as soon as he felt the boundaries he’d set up begin to send tingles up and down his spine, voice accusing. “I’ve been waiting for hours.”

There was no answer for a long moment, so long that Tony considered lighting the clearing with a ball of magic. Finally, though, a pair of red eyes blinked at him from between the shadows of the trees. “Invite me in, sweetheart.”

Tony bit his bottom lip, hand coming up to grasp the glowing blue pendant hanging from his neck. He stroked his thumb over the gem, considering making him wait as long as he himself had had to wait, but in the end, he was always impatient. “Come to me, Steve.”

Steve appeared in front of him between one breath and the next, and Tony bit back the unease it always set in him. Steve lifted a hand to cup his cheek, thought better of it, and simply ran the backs of his cool fingers over his cheek instead. “As beautiful as ever.”

Tony turned his head away, even though he missed the feeling of his touch as soon as it was gone. “I’ve been waiting for hours,” he grumbled, instead of ‘thank you’ or ‘you too.’

Steve took a deep breath, then let it out slowly. “And I can’t stay long.”

“It’s not fair,” Tony said, but it sounded more like a whine than anything with heat. “It took ages to get the rest of the coven off my back to get here and you basically stand me up—”

Steve reached out to cup his cheeks, pulling him in with a gentle, “Shhhh, beloved.”

“…It’s not fair,” Tony repeated softly, then let out a whimper as Steve shushed him again before he pulled him in for a kiss. He lifted his hands to grip Steve’s wrists, shivering at the coolness of his skin again, then let out a little gasp as Steve dug a sharp tooth into his bottom lip. “Oh!”

“If I had my way, I’d be at your side as long as the sun was gone,” Steve murmured, tongue darting out to lick at his lip, but there was no blood there—it had just been a tease. “But you know vampires. Thralls are okay, but a mate who can actually protect themselves? It wouldn’t be safe.”

“I know,” Tony agreed petulantly, because he did. He and Steve’s relationship had grown over years after their bad beginning. Most witches still didn’t trust vampires, and the vampires responded in kind.

Steve leaned back, smiling a little. “Wasn’t it you who said that absence makes the heart grow fonder?”

“I haven’t seen you in weeks,” Tony hissed, hand dropping for his pendant again, wanting to give him a warning flash, just a momentary blinding.

Steve caught it easily, and then grabbed the other for good measure, using his grip on Tony’s hands to pull him in until they were pressed together from chest to pelvis and Tony let out a little, shuddering mewl at how cold he felt against him. “The other covens are still angry that none of their ilk are tattooed over your heart. We have to be careful. They’d stake me the first chance they got.”

“Are you scared of the covens, or are you scared of what your nestmates will say?” Tony asked, scowling at him.

“My nestmates already know about you and relish in calling me a dumbass,” Steve said, pulling him in for another short kiss before he leaned back. “I don’t want the covens coming for me, Tony. They’re vindictive. They might hurt you to get to me, and I’d fold.”

Tony stared up at him, frowning. He supposed he couldn’t fault Steve’s thought process. He knew firsthand just how petty and mean witches could be. He was, after all, the pettiest and meanest witch on the eastern seaboard. “How long do we have?” he finally asked.

“Not long at all,” Steve said, frowning with regret.

Tony sighed, ducking his head, then muttered, “How long are you going to be gone again?”

“Never as long as my nestmates might like,” Steve replied, as if that explained anything. He finally let go of one of his wrists to brush the hair out of Tony’s eyes. “Always too long, for me.”

Tony nodded a little, then swayed forward for a chaste kiss before he murmured against Steve’s lips, “How much do you need, beloved?”

“Just a nibble. Just enough until next time,” Steve whispered back. “I promise, next time, I won’t be late. We’ll have plenty of time.”

“You better not be lying to me,” Tony warned, even as he let his hands drop to his belt.

Steve leaned in for another quick kiss before he replied, “I’m sure you’ll gut me if I am. I’d rather take it further down.”

“Back of my knee?” Tony asked, shoving his pants down his thighs.

“Perfect,” Steve sighed, leaning in to lick at his throat, nose tracing the artery there.

Tony lifted a hand to cup his cheek. “Easy, tiger,” he warned fondly. “I’m not prey.”

“Someday I’ll bite you here, and you won’t be so sassy,” Steve growled against his neck, then forced himself backward to get some space. “It shouldn’t be too much, but you should probably sit.”

Tony raised an eyebrow at him, in a way that was mostly chastising. “You said you just needed a nibble.”

“You have a tendency to swoon as soon as my teeth sink in,” Steve replied with a shrug.

“That’s because you always add a touch of venom,” Tony complained, even as he began to sit on the ground.

Steve shrugged again. “You taste better when you’re relaxed and a little aroused than when you’re in pain. Roll over.”

Tony rolled his eyes but obediently turned onto his stomach, apparently realizing the only other option was to basically be folded in half and not wanting that. “Don’t use too much. I know you like me helpless, but it’ll take too long to wear off if you’re really in a hurry.”

“Alright.” Steve curled his hand around Tony’s thigh, digging his nails in just enough for Tony to let out a little noise of interest, but then he was lifting his other hand, curling them in the hem of his briefs to tug them down. “Let me see you.”

“You are teasing me when we have no time,” Tony said, voice full of reproach, but then he choked on a gasp as he felt Steve’s sharp teeth piercing the skin of his left cheek, deep into the meat of ass, hot and painful enough that he gripped his hands into fists. “St—Steve—” The pain faded quickly, though, too quickly, almost, the burning pain turning to burning pleasure as—Steve’s venom. His thrall. “Steve,” he whispered, unable to keep the note of betrayal out of his voice as he began to lose feeling in his fingers. He lifted a hand to his pendant but couldn’t close his fingers around it, already feeling numb up to his elbows.

Steve pulled his fangs free. “I’m sorry,” he offered, but it sounded very far away. He pulled Tony’s briefs and pants back up as his body began to go limp, gently turning him onto his back as carefully as if he was a porcelain doll. “You’re in danger, Tony, and I knew you wouldn’t believe me if I told you.”

“Steve,” Tony breathed, vaguely aware that Steve was carefully taking him into his arms and picking him up. All he was certain of was the feel of Steve’s ice-cold skin against his own, burning hot with the venom that Steve had injected in him. He’d never used that much, and Tony was struck by the fact that Steve had been so careful with him up until now, only ever used enough to leave him hot and shaky instead of completely incapacitated. Suddenly he understood why people feared vampires so much.

Steve was carrying him somewhere, he thought, maybe. He tried to remember what Steve had said. Danger? Why wouldn’t he have believed him? He trusted him. Tony tipped his head back to look up at his face, even though it took a lot of effort. He tried to open his mouth, ask all the questions he had, but then Steve shot him a red-eyed glance that made them all shrivel on his tongue. Finally, though, he managed a timid, “Steve?”

“I’m going to take care of you,” Steve said firmly, but softened the edges of it by leaning down and pressing a kiss to Tony’s forehead. “Just leave it to me.”

“Steve,” Tony repeated faintly, overwhelmed.

Steve lifted his head again, eyes full of regret even as he ordered, “Sleep.”

Tony was immediately overcome with exhaustion, and he was sorry he’d ever wondered how powerful Steve’s thrall was. He tried to keep his eyes open, partly to be contrary but also partly out of anxiety, but Steve hadn’t skimped on the venom, and all he wanted to do was obey. The last thing he saw before his eyes drifted shut was Steve’s red eyes fading to blue just before everything went dark.

[shegetsburned]

𝐨𝐜 𝐭𝐚𝐠 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞 —

tagged by the lovelies @marivenah @madparadoxum @nightbloodbix @strangefable @voidika @kyber-infinitygems and @clonesupport tysm for the tag! ♡

no pressure tags @poisonedtruth @unbindingkerberos @unpetitoiseau @children-of-epiales @trench-rot @captastra @florbelles @ri-a-rose @simonxriley @nightwingshero and anyone who I might’ve forgotten, I apologize I’ve seen a lot of my mutuals do it already!

favorite oc —

Braise has to be my favorite one. Probably due to my never ending r6 obsession. I absolutely love writing about her and her story. I’ve got many ideas for her and I’m very excited to share them! I also love the r6 oc community and the fact that she’d be friends with many of my moots ocs.

newest oc —

If we’re talking about me sharing her, she has to be the newest one, but in terms of ideas and being in my head, she’s been there since 2016, since I first watch rvb. So I’ll put her as new since Kansas is new to you guys, and I’m also excited to share more about her.

oldest oc —

She’s honestly been in my mind forever. I’ve started playing r6 a long time ago and fell in love with the game and the lore. I also had this idea of her starting of as a love interest for Thermite but then not working out and then going towards Mute. She’s the oc I’ve shared the most about too.

meanest oc —

I mean this guy, where do I start. I don’t want to say he’s pure evil, since he really is looking for his other half, but he’s also looking for help to conquer the galaxy. He won’t ever hesitate to manipulate and hurt to get what he wants, including a lover. Partly why he manipulated Lou so much. What makes him pretty evil is probably his lack of empathy and regret. Gralous will never regret his actions, like ever. The only thing that can stop him is probably death.

softest oc —

He’s such a sweet man, look at him. He’s so sweet for his girl especially. Always seeing the good in things and taking care of the ones he loves. He won’t ever give up on them. He forgives and forgets. There’s a reason why Lou has so much trust in him. He’s very pure. He was pure as a Jedi master and even better as a bounty hunter. (he chooses his bounty carefully, considering what he’s done wrong) I love him.

most aloof/standoffish oc —

She’s always been kind of distant. Carefully choosing who she trusts. Mostly because her family was always hesitant to trust the authorities and always thought the Jedi Order were abusing the system. It didn’t help with her issues. As a Jedi and as a Sith, she’ll be cold at first, warming up to the good persons.

dumbest (affectionate) oc —

In this universe, how can she not be dumb. Despite her being in the Project and being a freelancer, she does act just like the reds and blues sometimes. Mainly why she gets along with them. Being impulsive and in love with vehicles doesn’t help her case. But in the right moments, she’ll always be serious.

smarest oc —

Lou is intelligent. She sees opportunities were others doesn’t. It did help during her Jedi training to speed things up. That is also why Isaak will, at one point, ask if she can lead minor missions at first, seeing all of her potential. She is also very smart as a Sith warrior, defying her opponents with difficult combat techniques.

oc I’d be friends with —

Definitely Braise. I’ve given a lot of personal trait I like to Braise, which is why I know I’d love to be friends with her. She’d probably be my idol with everything she’s done and how strong she is. I love her very much.

Also special mention to Kansas, she’d be so fun to have around.

[marzely]

I was tagged by @cadetzarneki to talk about my oc’s and oh god I’m going to stick to IF oc’s because its already a long list in itself and were not going to dig into my anime/game oc’s from back in the day…..

Anyway it’s all below the read more. If you’d like to answer these about your own oc’s take this as a tag and go for it.

FAVORITE OC: This is a hard one because it's between Soile (SHOH), Valentina (Vendetta), or Freya (Disenchanted). They’re some of my favorite character designs, and they’re my more thought out character’s. If I really have to choose, I guess it would be Soile because she’s just overworked badass with a heart of gold. She went through a lot of shit but kept her head high because she grew up with so much love that she wanted to honor those who helped her be where she is now.

NEWEST OC: Echo (Infamous) is my newest oc. I stayed up one night, played Infamous, fell in love with it, and automatically went to Pinterest and started pinning clothes and tattoos. I love Echo’s design with all my heart, and I wish I knew how to draw tattoo sleeves because mine does not do her justice. A little about Echo is that she was left heartbroken by Seven and doesn’t know if she’ll ever get over him. Seven got her into music, and at first, it felt wrong to continue their dream solo she couldn’t help but feel the call of the stage.

MEANEST OC: Nova Tesla (Zombie Exodus) as a disclaimer there was a time back in the day I would just use the same few first name and just change the last name for characters. So I have a few Novas… This Nova, in particular, was a combat medic, has a child dependent, and is the leader of their survivor group. So she knows to survive and make sure her nephew gets to live a long life she has to make the hard choices. You can only be kind for so long in a zombie apocalypse.

OLDEST OC: Nova Peña (Heroes Rise), so this one is kinda an exception on the none IF oc because she’s a superhero oc I made that I than used for the Heroes Rise series. Heroes Rise was the IF that got me into IF’s. Nova was made because I love DC comics and wanted to make my own superhero’s given they have some of the most basic powers I did have a whole bunch of lore made up for them and I actually still have Pinterest boards made for them.

SOFTEST OC: Gotta be Kyra (AMR) Everything with the strikethough is spoilers for A Mage Reborn, so please check it out if you haven’t because it had me crying none stop at like 3am If you don’t care about spoilers, hopefully, it makes you want to read it. Girl was burned at the stake to save the same people who wished for her death. She holds no ill will towards them and forgave and still loves Leon even after he made the call. And she would do it all again if given the chance.

MOST ALOOF OC: Probably Freya (Disenchanted). After everything she’s gone through, she pushed herself to be more disinterested in everything and keep her emotions in check. She refuses to give anyone the reactions they seek from her. Though in the presence of Theo and Viktor and others she sees as family and friends, she's more expressive and playful.

DUMBEST OC: I’d say Salem (Attollo) shes an artist who stumbled into an entirely new word. She probably gives Operator chronic heartburn from stress from watching Salem run around making the worst decisions in existence, including the willingness to fight some of the most dangerous people in Attollo.

SMARTEST OC: I’d say it’s Valentina (Vendetta) since she set on becoming the head of the Morozov Criminal Family. She is cunning and careful. If there was a term to describe her, it would be femme fatale. She knows how to use her image to her advantage and look helpless, but it is quite the opposite.

OC’S I’D BE FRIENDS WITH: It would be Theodora (Novaturient) and Inez (Emberwood). I would get along with Theo because she is a giant nerd, and so am I, so we would have a lot to talk about. Inez is a chill person who is just trying to deal with her own bullshit just like anyone else, so i feel like she is the most “normal” I guess you could say. (As normal, you can get with someone who can manipulate minds…)

I’m so sorry this is so long. I didn’t think I would end up writing so much. Anyway, check out the IF’s my mc’s are part of they’re all great IF’s. I enjoyed looking back at some oc’s and I think I need to chill on making them……

[thebisexualmandalorian]

OC Tag Game

Was tagged by @mishwanders

Favorite OC

Oh, this is so hard??

Probably Jake Fox (Resident Evil).

He's just so much fun, and I love making him suffer as much as I love giving him nice things, like Chris. He's got such a big heart, and he loves everyone in his life with everything he has. He's impulsive, and a little self-sacrificing, but it's because he can't stand to see anyone else hurt.

Newest OC

Hmmm, I think that would be... Anita Corycero (Resident Evil) (look I'm not subtle with naming sometimes). She's a mycologist brought in to study the Mutamycete, and she is very enthusiastic about fungi. If she got kidnapped, her kidnappers would return her within the hour because she didn't shut up about mushrooms the whole entire time.

Oldest OC

AAAA that's my Tron Legacy OC, 410R4/Alora. She's a game program, and she's in love with Marcus and Thomas, the two music programs.

Meanest OC

Rose (Star Wars: the Clone Wars). I love her to death, but her clone batch was tampered with on Kamino, and it shows. She's fiercely loyal, but she came off Kamino ready for a fight, and she'll get one wherever she goes.

Softest OC

Killer (Star Wars: the Clone Wars), in both the best and worst ways. He was meant to be a sniper, but he just can't bring himself to willingly kill anyone, to the point that he has a breakdown whenever it happens. If a head medic hadn't intervened, he would have ended up dead, one way or another. As a medic, he's the kindest, sweetest medic you could ever hope for, unless one of his siblings is being deliberately obtuse about getting medical attention.

Most Aloof/Standoffish OC

Aesta Impes (Final Fantasy 15). She's been through a hell of a lot by the time she gets to the Kingsglaives, and she learned very quickly that trusting people you don't know never goes anywhere good. She's so desperate but so terrified to love, because she survived getting everything ripped away from her once, and she's not sure she'd survive it a second time.

Dumbest (Affectionate) OC

Jake again, for a certain value of dumb? He got called a lot of things that evened out to "dumb," and he got a GED so he could run off to war before he graduated high school, but he taught himself almost a dozen languages, and he's an accomplished sniper. He's damn smart at what keeps him interested. Everything else, he just kind of... doesn't pay enough attention to learn it. Emotionally? Holy shit. This is the dumbest motherfucker alive.

Smartest OC

Probably Anita, at least education-wise. Almost all of them are smart in their own niches, but she managed to get a PhD. Everyone else got to be survivors or child soldiers instead of like... furthering their education, sorry guys.

OC I’d Be Friends With

Almost all of them!

[todaddyroki]

CW // minikiribaku, cheating, femme kiri, happily ever after cause polyamory, cucking

Fuck boy Mina, who goes out of her way to make friends with assholes just so she can fuck their girlfriends. Charming them and inviting them over for a little “girls time.” Listening to their relationship woes and offering a shoulder to cry on. Suggesting champagne and a bubble bath in her huge tub.

“It has jets in it! Of course we’ll fit! It will be better if we’re both naked, trust me!” Only to rub her leg between their soapy thighs and press a kiss to the side of their mouths and tell them how pretty they are. And when they blush tipsily and say “but Mina I have a boyfriend!” She just smiles and says “oh it doesn’t count if we’re girls right? I heard your boyfriend say something like that yesterday.”

Then she eats them out like they’re a four course meal and she’s a starving woman. She sends them home in the morning with a kiss on the cheek and a smack on the ass and a smile “I had a good time baby.”

And then watches with a smile when their shitty relationship explodes. She likes it. She likes watching these under appreciative assholes get dumped.

CW // bkkr enters the chat. Femkiri (don’t worry I would never hurt them)

Until mina meets femKiri. She’s gorgeous, silly, steadfast, a little bit of a bimbo, but when she looks deep into Mina’s eyes she thinks “oh fuck. I’m in trouble.”

And then she meets Kiri’s bf Bakugo. The biggest, meanest, asshole on the planet and Mina is fucking READY. She pours it on thick for both of them. Endearing herself (as much as she can) to Bakugo through acts of service.

“Sure dude! of course I can hang out with kiri while you are running late.”

“Oh she needs someone to kill a spider in her bathroom? Yeah I’ll head right on over.”

Mina is happy to fill in when Bakugo can’t, because no only is Kiri hot as fuck, but she’s genuine and kind and fuck does Mina want to steal her away to keep. So she plays her little game, inviting kiri over for a slumber party. Braiding her hair, listening to her bitch about how Katsuki’s job makes him so tired that they don’t have as much sex as she’d like them to. “Oh that’s too bad Ei! I know if you were my girlfriend, I’d never let you out of bed.”

“Yeah I love oral sex! If my jaw isn’t hurting the next day I was doing something wrong.”

“You’re so tense, do you want a massage? Here take off your shirt. Oh don’t worry! I don’t mind!”

Rubbing her back and neck, paying close attention to Kiri’s lower back, rolling her own hips against Kiri’s ass. Reach up to squeeze kiri’s shoulders and breathe in her ear “you look so good like this. Should I go harder?”

“Turn over sweetheart. I bet your tense there too.”

Sucking on Kiri’s nipples till they are hard and flushed. Happily rolling her hips into Kiri’s ready to give kiri a choice of dildo sizes when the door is thrown open and it’s none other that Bakugo! Oh fuck!

“Uh? It’s not what it looks like dude?” (There is no script. This hasn’t happened before!)

And Bakugo is like:

“Come on raccoon eyes! Tell me how useless my cock is. Tell shitty hair how you’re going to make her come so hard she forgets my name.”

And he backs out a bit to peer through the crack in the door. Mina can barely see him. Kiri just smiles up at Mina, still on her back, chest glistening with massage oil and nipples hard and puffy like: 🤷🏻‍♀️☺️

And Mina decides to go for it. And it’s hot as fuck. Bakugo still sucks, but Kiri is happy. Whispering little “c’mon Mina, fuck me with the biggest strap you have.” And “you’re fucking me deeper than Katsuki ever has.”

Moaning and whining and screaming like a cat in heat but it’s not fake! Kiri gives as good as she gets, fucking Mina back within an inch of her life. Mina is exhausted. By the end of the night. Sticky with lube and both her and kiri’s fluids. Her abs hurt from coming so many times and her knees are sore from fucking kiri with the strap. She barely wakes when she feels the blankets get tugged over her. Her eyes are barely open when she sees Bakugo lay a kiss on Kiri’s forehead and gently ruffle her hair. Bakugo had tucked them both in. He comes around the bed and twists one of her pink curls around his finger and gives a gentle tug. He leans down to whisper.

“I’m leaving her here for the night call me when you wake up, I’ll make breakfast and we can talk.”

His face is surprisingly soft when he flicks her nose with his index finger, before turning to leave, throwing a little wave over his shoulder. And they lived Polyamory Ever After.

[r0ttenhearts]

Friends?

Scaramouche x Best friend! Reader

angst, no comfort, insults

a bright, summer afternoon. the blazing heat outside of the cooled windows as the cicadas hummed in the unforgiving warm air. but there you were, sitting on scaramouches bed next to him, tapping away at your handheld game as you talked to him. you two had been friends since the start of the previous school year. your sweet smiles and kind gestures moved him, or you hoped they did, as he spoke with you the most in class until it turned to after school study sessions, and eventually just hanging out at each others homes when school was over.

as cruel as scaramouche could be, you found yourself falling for him. the rare smiles he’d give you, or his kind words that were few and far between. it meant more to you than you expected. you figured you were cracking through his tough shell, as he didn’t seem to mind spending time together over the break. or so you thought.

“haypasia is back in town. i thought i’d go see her so i don’t think you can come over for awhile.”

oh right. haypasia. the very bane of your existence. it seemed like every time she was around, scara would leave you to be forgotten. a second thought. sure she knew scara for longer, but did she really know him like you did? no, of course she didn’t, because she was never around. but you were. scaramouche would complain to you about her obsessive antics, how annoying she was and how bothersome she could be, only for him to defend her if you got upset with him about spending too much time together.

“oh.. when will you go see her?” you ask quietly, your voice cracking as you feel that oh so familiar lump in your throat. scaramouche glances at you from above his screen, scoffing and a look of disbelief on his face. “seriously y/n? you’re still so upset about her? what’s your deal?”

you shake your head as you put down your game. your hair covering your face as you don’t face him. you can’t. if you do you’ll break, and you know it. “i just.. i wish you wouldn’t go away for days at a time when she’s around.. you’re my best friend you know? and it hurts to realize that you pick someone over me, someone that doesn’t even stay.” you confess, your hands starting to shake as you can feel his eyes bore into your shaking form.

you can hear him scoff beside you as he sits up, “best friends? we’re friends. actually, we’re hardly even friends because i barely even like you.

you dont shut the fuck up you never do.

you make up lies in your head cause you think i like you but you delusional-ly believe i wouldn’t ever talk to other people and god forbid it be a girl.

oh and you're gonna switch it around saying the reverse about how id care when we all know damn well you could get beat in an alleyway and the most you'd get out of me is a "sorry to hear that.”

he gives you the meanest glare as you stand up from his bed as he shoves you against his bedroom door. fat tears roll down your cheeks as he grips your chin, forcing you to look into his dulled, purple eyes.

“no, tell me im wrong. tell me i dont know what im talking about. god youre so fucking stupid.”

he spits as he lets go of your chin, opening the door as you stumble out. he slams his door shut as you stand there in tears. you loved him? you loved him after he told you how he doesn’t care for you? how pathetic could you be. how could you care so deeply for someone that wouldn’t ever look at you, not even in a friendly way?

with his words ringing through your head, you gather your belongings as you leave his home. your game left forgotten on his bed, wishing to never return or face him again.

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a/n: based on a very real argument with my best friend. a little self indulgent but this was a comfort post. thanks for reading!

part II:

[bsaka7]

i’d love to know what max thought when he got that text from dirtbag daniel in ill ray!!

oh god....ill ray. truly WHAT was i thinking when i wrote that. fugue state!!!!!!! maybe the meanest fic I'll ever write!! evil daniel!!!!

[To: Max]

fyi im leaving red bull lol for renault u know why

Three typing bubbles pop up at the base of their conversation, and Daniel puts the phone down and quickly falls asleep. When he wakes up, there’s no further response. If he were a different person, he would be disappointed Max never answers. Because he’s Daniel Ricciardo, he doesn’t give a fuck.

to be honest it feels like it's been long enough since i wrote this fic that your guess is as good as mine. max probably clocks pretty quickly that it's him, that he's why Daniel's leaving - we see that in the last sort of parallel section - but i imagine it takes him a second to go "oh what did i do" and then go "oh i was just faster". and I think this max is probably a lot more sympathetic towards daniel than daniel is towards him, but not about racing. sure, he's pretty messed up around sex (aren't we all) but i think he has a lot of genuine like for Daniel and that sort of also spirals into the feeling that he is doing something FOR Daniel as well. that it's more about him than max.

so i think when he gets the text, yes it's after this fucked up sex, but i think his mind does go pretty quickly to racing. what did i do -> daniel doesn't want to race me (because he's losing). i don't think he gets it - he thinks daniel should stay in the more competitive car. but he understands it as racing driven primarily. Even when writing this fic, I wasn't really in max's head. He doesn't get exactly what he wants, he doesn't get exactly what he needs....

[soir-rouges-esprit]

xxxi.h: Coke, Blood & Handguns,  I point at J walking past him giving him the meanest look I could convey at the time and say … You’re fucking driving first and the Radio is mine greaser. He swiftly follows behind me. “What did I do!? I just answered a phone call and here I am, I’m the innocent one here! SHES THE MONSTER!” We both disappear into the dark of the hallway … … … We spend about an hour helping pack the trucks with kilos and furniture to cover over the hiding spots already predesigned to conceal the product itself, packed away in hidden hollow struts of the side paneling, to underneath hidden trapdoors in the floor to empty gas tanks … it was all there between both trucks. Take down all the floodlights and close up the garage, then hop in the trucks and prepare, getting a once-over explanation on the route by one of the lackeys Mrs.Van hired to help load the truck and oversee the truck's delivery process … we put the whole thing to memory, decide on a few detour routes in case things go wrong in anyway … then … proceed. J starts the truck, the engine roars to life, and we head off … first stop … regret … we drive to just down to a dark alleyway in the back of New Salem … we get out … and with the mini shovel that was loaded in the back … begin to dig … we dig and dig and … *clunk* we hit it … the lock box … the metal safety box that held … my handgun … I pull it out … put in the code that I’d never forget, zero two zero two zero three … and sure enough … it unlocked without a hitch after nearly three years of being hidden … as I slowly open it up … I feel the pain start to rush in as if it was all stored inside that fucking box … as if … nothing had changed and I was picking up a past that should have stayed buried … I open it all the way up … and I am met with flashes of memories and voices … “OH YEAH FUCK FACE!? HOW’S ABOUT THIS NEGOTIATOR HUH? WANNA SEE WHAT IT THINKS??” “AHGHH … RED … PLEASE … PLEASE PUT THAT AWAY YOU’RE SCARING ME” “You Think Rules Apply to ME!?!? I’M THE FUCKING SON OF SALEM BITCH!! … I DO!!! … Whatever the hell I fuckin want.” “*SHOT* *SHOT* GODDAMN IT!!! … FUCKIN HIT HIS ASS J!!!” *GASP* *BREATH* *Breath* *breath* “HEY!! Yah alright? RED!!” W-WHAT … *breath* Y-yeah … I’m fine … I-I’m good. I pick up the handgun … my Maxim-Nine … an integrally silenced piece of history … the quiet killer … it had a seventeen-round mag, chambered in nine-millimeter. It was deadly … it was ear safe and damn accurate … it was … everything I ever needed it to be all while being so goddamn effective at slingin murder pellets … it was … my weapon of choice … my gavel of biased justice. I pick it up with the lockbox … hold the gun out and turn it to the side as to observe it  … then I hear a faint … devilish voice … one of … Salem's. “*Laughter* Now! THAT … Is what the fuck I’m talking about … feel the pain? … that’s the power baby … always remember … you can’t have no fun with an unloaded gun haHaHAHAHAHAAAAA” His voice cut off quick … I load the gun … attached my dark brown leather holster that was also in the box … then … *Slot* … it was in, locked and loaded … it was … ever loud with its evil presence and amassing dark aurora … it was … heavier than I remember … and I can’t tell if that’s because I am literally much weaker physically than I was in the past when I last held it or … [To Be Continued]