#im begging on my hands and knees crying and throwing up

[arospecsyourblockdudes]

i need more books with romance plots to have the love interest be literally anything other than the most conventionally attractive person on the planet and im not even kidding. i will die badly if these needs are not met

[cloudysarts]

Screaming, crying, throwing up, eating the drywall with my bare hands, ripping up the floorboards

Please please please PLEASE, begging on my knees, more glasses Bill🙏🙏🙏

(coming from a teen who has awful vision, astigmatism, and visual snow syndrome lol)

(other bills glasses au parts can be found here and here!)

i got SUPER excited when i saw this ask, because you described THE EXACT VISION ISSUES THAT I HAVE!!!!!! :D i also have awful vision, astigmatism, and visual snow syndrome!!!!!! so yes of course ill doodle more glasses!bill for you!!! its like were both mutually projecting 🤝

first of all. this made me realize how PERFECT bill is for visual snow syndrome. for people who dont have it/dont know what it is, its a condition where your eyes get like,,,,,a fuzzy, static-like overlay. like, for me, it looks like im looking through a static filter. it gets ESPECIALLY bad in low light. which reminded me that one of bill's fears is tv static...... 👀 i just couldnt shake the mental image of bill resting for the first time in the theraprism, only to wake up to everything being FUZZY.

at first he thinks its a cruel trick that the staff is playing on him just to torture him more. nah, his eye is just fucked up <33333

ANYWAY, here are some more lighthearted doodles!!!!!!! <3

LIFE HACK!!!! did you know that if your opponent only has one eye and wears glasses, you can temporarily blind him only using a jumbo sticker?? the more you know!!! <3

hes such a drama queen <3

[imwetforyourmom]

can you do being babied by Matt head cannons?💓

being babied by matt hc’s

a/n: guys I didnt know what to do, so I went with the flow 😓

a/n 2: not her will be out on thursday btw

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SFW

𐙚 when you cant fall asleep at night, he’ll bring you into his arms and pet your head sweetly, murmuring praising words while lulling you to sleep.

𐙚 even when you’re fully capable, he’ll bring your plate to the sink without a word, he’ll wash it and put it in the dishwasher all by himself, with his own will.

𐙚 on the topic of eating/dishes, he’ll cook for you whenever you ask, whatever you ask, he’ll do it with no complaints. he’ll sweat his ass off trying to cook you the most gourmet meal out there—even if its only a bowl of noodles.

“mattyy,” you whine, throwing your head back to give the extra dramatics. “you dont have to do all this” you mumble, looking across the counters—scattered with dirty pans, ingredients and sauces.

“excuse me!? yes I do, if my baby asks for it, ill make it even better than it already is.” he grabs your arm, pulling you into his side as his eyes stay on the boiling pan.

𐙚 when you have a simple little trip and scrape your knee or palm, he’ll be by your side too fast, his hands grabbing wherever you got hurt and inspect it before grabbing a bandaid and ‘fixing’ it.

“matt! I dont need a bandaid, im fine!” you whine, yet you dont move your limb from his grasp.

“nooo, you’re my baby, I need to take care of you.” he insists, his eyes looking up at yours, cocking an eyebrow before focusing his attention back to your scrape.

𐙚 when you’re unmotivated or just dont want to, he’ll do whatever it is that you needed done, such as, washing your hair for you, helping you get out of bed, helping you get ready for the day, you name it, hes there!

𐙚 he always, always does your laundry for you, he picks it up, he color sorts them, he washes them and folds them. as often as he fights with his brothers about their laundry, he never fights or complains about yours.

𐙚 again, even when you’re fully capable of doing anything, he still insists on him doing it for you, claiming ‘you’re his sweetheart and his sweetheart should never lift a finger’.

NFSW

𐙚 his babying doesnt stop even when in the bedroom, his coos of praises were heard behind you, his hands lightly trailed your back and occasionally groped your ass—all his gentle touches, despite the fast and rough pace he was thrusting inside you.

𐙚 even when you had a bad attitude that day, he continued to praise and baby you, but with more of a slight snark or bite to his words. he whispered a ‘praising’ sentence in your war, before delievering a harsh smack to your ass.

“wanna act like a brat today? whats with the sudden atttitude, you’re supposed to be my baby.” he mumbled, his teeth bit down on the shell of your ear as his hand trailed down your spine, making its way to your ass before smacking it.

𐙚 when his face is between your legs, licking and sucking away, he overstimulates you till you’re crying, whimpering and begging, and thats when he starts his cooing and babying, assuring you that,

“cmon pretty girl, I just wanna take care of my sweet girl.” his breath fanning over your clit, sending shivers down your spine whilst his eyes stare up into yours, a small re-assuring, know it all smirk on his face.

@luverboychris @chrissturniolosfavoritesexdoll @meg-sturniolo @junnniiieee07 @mels22lunchbox @ssilentzom @starsturni @b2cute @livvy4realll @graysturns @wh0resstuff @mattsmad @sturn-bugz @e1ias3 @sunsetsturniolos @strniolo @sturnssmuts @simply-a-simper @stunza @meerkatzthings @joemamaaa42069

@maryx2xx @mattsmad @dollyspsychoxo @mels22lunchbox @riasturns @chrissturniolosworld @ariqolyx @dollyspsychoxo

@aliceloveschris @starsturni

[delimeats-000]

Heyyy! So what if the reader is having attitude all day and then when Matt and her are alone he says that one line for the car video “if your gonna talk out of your ass turn around so I can hear you better” and you can take it from there 🫶🏻🫶🏻

Turn Around

matt sturniolo x reader

warnings: smut..

note: idk man read it or don't

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matt's pov:

“i dont understand how you can be so full of yourself matthew!”

matthew, turns me on but i know shes pissed.

“oh please you’re being more dramatic than usual.” i say waving off the argument.

“i’d rather be dramatic than not care at all.” y/n mumbles

i turn from closing the door and face her, “if you’re gonna talk outta your ass, at least turn around so i can hear you better.”

instantly she goes silent. mouth agape, brows furrowed, and mind boggled.

she walks over to the closet pushing past me harshly, “you would love that wouldn’t you?” she mumbles once again.

walking up behind her i grab her by the back of the neck.

“yes, i would.”

y/n pov:

kissing down my neck he stops at my shoulder before licking a strip to my ear.

a shiver runs down my spine and i know he feels it as i am now pressed up against his stomach.

i can feel the print of his dick pressing up against me.

i turn facing him over my shoulder pressing gentle kisses against his lips. “all quiet now, huh?”

“dont ruin this matthew.”

“fuck i love when you call me that.” he spins me around my chest againt his, lifting me up he walks to the bed and throws me down.

he pulls off his shirt and looks down at me, “strip.”

i smile sitting up on my elbows, i peel away each article slowly trying to tease him as much as i can. once i get down to my bra and panties he leans over me pulling me in for a rough kiss.

one hand behind my back to unclasp my bra, while his other hand reaches to rub my clothed slit.

he slips two finger into the waistband snapping it back onto my hips.

“matt, please”

“please what princess?”

“fuck me.”

he flips me over, “hands and knees.” he demands. he slaps a hand straight down onto my ass, “arch, now.”

i do as im told hoping he’ll just fuck me sooner, “such a good girl, no more attitude.”

he runs his thick cock up and down my pussy, slowly sliding it in letting me feel every inch i cry out from the delicious pain of the stretch.

i have nothing to say, he's right no more attitude. all i can think about is how matt fills me so good.

"tell me how good it feels pretty baby." he says slowly thrusting.

his hands roaming my back, one tracing my spine while the other holds my hip tightly.

"fuck matthew, so fuc-fucking full of yourself"

he smacks my ass with one swift motion, like muscle memory.

"thats not very nice baby, why don't you just do what you're told."

"just fuck me and shut up matt"

he smacks my ass one more rime before thrusting harder. i can feel him twitching inside of me.

kicking backwards i hit him in the leg. pushing him off.

"what do you think you're doing?"

"shut up." i turn and push him onto the bed.

i straddle his waist lining him up with my entrance. he moans as i sink down onto him. "oh shit"

"awww you sound so pretty honey"

"go faster- please"

"keep begging" i smile looking down at him.

"fuck- off" he cries.

suddenly, i stop. my hand lands on his throat.

"oh no baby, you cant talk like that to me. thats not very nice."

he throws his head back, allowing my hand more access to his neck. "be a good boy, and ill let you cum"

"yes- yes ok" he nods, and i let go.

i bounce on top of him quickly with his hands on my tits i feel him twitching once more. "cmon baby i know you wanna cum, cum inside me pretty boy"

just then spurts of cum fill me and when the euphoria takes over i let go too.

"FUCK MATTHEW"

"dont stop dont stop FUCK" he groans.

i finally stop and lay on top of him, head in the crook of his neck, sweat dripping, breath heavy.

"that was great"

"fuck yeah"

"i should make you mad more often."

"fuck off mathew."

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hope you liked this, new fic every 2 days so send requests or wtv

love ya to bits🫀

[shotmrmiller]

okay so !!!! so what if you’re a jealous and possessive pet? like your boy tells you it’s okay to play with the other boys and the other pets and even encourages you like sucking their cock or riding them or eating out one of the other pets but the image of him doing that with someone else’s pet just shatters you. if they’re in a different room that’s bad but being able to see it happen is even worse. you can see the smile they give and the sounds they make and you thought you were special to them but it doesn’t feel like that — how would the boys reconcile something like that?

like knowing the other boys and pets are sharing and playing and you feel bad, especially when they’re all together and everyone is playing but your boy is the only one who’s not and it tears you up because you want him to enjoy and have fun but the thought of him kissing someone else or fucking them, finishing inside them… you could cry.

(bonus angst where one of the boys goes and visits another pet and comes back smelling like them, maybe marked and obviously fucked, and you hadn’t necessarily talked about that yet and it just crushes you and you refuse to sleep in the same bed as them for…. well, for awhile.)

UGH. YOU. I LOVE ANGST.

im a whore for hurt/no comfort so ill try to help write something here cuz if it was me, they can kick rocks. but its not. So.

for the first part, oh man. It's a bottle-it-in situation, imo, because i feel this in my soul. The low grunts you worked so hard to wrestle out of them are easily tumbling out of their mouth now, because of your hard work. It's something so gut-wrenching because that face of ecstasy should only be for you? Then the insecurities kick in. What if they're prettier, what if they're tighter, what if they're simply in another league altogether? (this is me as a hit dog that is hollering)

he's never treated your playdates as a chance to essentially cheat without cheating, he honestly only wanted you to make friends—wanted to expand on the kink you live and breathe by. But regardless, that's how it feels. And this is where the shutdown begins. The silence, the lack of enthusiasm for wanting to put on your collar, the distancing, and when he says, "Does my pet want to play with me today?" you burst into tears. Ugly sobbing, loud wails.

He freezes, for a second, because never in the time you've been together has he ever heard you cry like this. It's agonizing and when he immediately throws himself at your feet, he tries to cup your face with his large hands when you jerk yourself away from his touch.

You've never rejected his touch.

His heart cracks with hairline fractures because this is his love, his future that's falling into pieces in front of him and you don't even want his comfort. He lowers his hands and fists at the fabric of his trousers to hold back from reaching out to you.

For the first time in a long time, his eyes well with tears, and he swallows thickly, trying to open up his throat a bit to be able to say something, anything.

His voice warbles as he says, "Baby, talk to me." He gives you plenty of time to respond, but you don't. Once the tears are exhausted and your body is worn out, you simply turn your head to the side, eyes away from him. The tears that had distorted his vision now fall, dripping onto the cold floor he's still kneeling on. You don't even want to look at him.

"Talk to me, baby, please." His forehead touches your knee. "Please." His tone is desperate as he begs. The sight of a man who's killed people with his bare hands, sniveling by your feet pulls at your own heartstrings. Sigh.

"Would you like to know where you erred?" He whips his head up to look at you, nodding like an idiot.

"Your mistake, was assuming I wanted to share and be shared." He opens his mouth to say something, but you're not here to listen to him. He's here to listen to you.

"No. You presumed I wanted to the same as the other pets, just because we share the same kink? I had to sit there and watch— listen to you fuck someone else, and I couldn't say anything because then I would've been the buzzkill."

You clench your jaw and look directly into his eyes. "Do you know what it's like? No. You don't. You forget that the boys are your friends, your brothers in arms. Not mine. I sat with acquaintances, at best, and had to stomach whatever the fuck that was."

"I no longer wish to—" but he panics here, adapts a crazy-eyed look and cuts you off.

"No, no, no. Please, god no. You're my everything, you, I—" he hiccups, and his shoulders start to shake once he wraps his arms around your waist, and lowers his head onto your knees again, and chokes out, "I am nothing without you. Please."

Having cried all your tears, your sadness fades into sharp, biting anger. "It didn't seem like it though. You were quick to pass me around like some harlot. You're just gonna give me to anyone you see? Hm? What about the neighbor that has been hitting on m—" and he jerks his head back up, eyes deadly, dark with hostility.

"I'd fucking kill him for even having the audacity to ask if he could touch you the way I do."

Scoffing, you say, "And that's how I felt. Fucking strangers touching what should be only mine, kissing what is only mine," your tone turns hushed, "what I thought was mine, anyway."

Holding his gaze, you purse your lips. "I need time to think. You broke my trust. I'm not sure how to move forward from here."

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this is too long im sorry uh, so he gives you all the time in the world, all the space you need, for which you're grateful. He's not overbearing, never crowds you. never says anything out of line. He seems fully repentant, dotes on you like his only reason for existing is to keep you as happy as you can feel. He tells you he loves you every bloody day, even if you don't repeat it back. He says it firm, unwavering.

And that's the balm that allays the pain in your heart. But you love him, still, so so much. With a deep breath, you tell him that you're not going to leave him, that you love him still and that's why it hurt the way that it did. But he'll have a ton of groveling to do.

The shaky smile he gives is full of relief. He pulls you to him, in an embrace so tight that you can barely even breathe. And after, he holds your face so tenderly, as if you're made of porcelain, and asks for a kiss, one you agree to. It conveys everything he's been sayings all this time, that he loves you.

and months pass, intimacy slowly turns back to what it was, but with reverent kisses and worship spilling from his lips. Words so sweet, that you break down in tears mid-act because you feel something finally shift back into place. Ofc, he freaks because "Darling, oh god, what's happened" but you pull him in for a kiss, and just tell him that you love him so much. His smile is soft as he says it back.

Then you pull out the collar again, and he panics but you calm him. That you feel ready. You want to play with your owner, and your heart is in his hands, to please take care of it.

A couple of tears fall from his eyes as he clicks your collar back around your neck and swears to never hurt you this way again.

Playdates turn into him being the only one to touch you and vice versa. And he answers to no one when they ask why.

i had a good time im sorry its so long I JUST LOVE ANGST PLEASE.

I hope i gave you what you were looking for ❤

[dreamofjoys]

You became drunk in the heartslaybul's dorm due to the amount of alcohol that Ace and Deuce had sneaked in - a mini party between the 3 of you. And now, your drunken state has been crying and begging to see your boyfriend, Malleus. The duo could only brace themself with what's going to happen next as they bring you to diasomnia's dorm, praying that your boyfriend would not strike them down with lightning after seeing your current state.

— c/w: Reader is drunk, crack(??? im bad at stuff like this haha lmk if it's funny enough), injuries, underage drinking

— a/n: As i was writing this, i recalled that there are similar fics like this out there but this is just my own version. happy reading!

"I want Malleus!" You cried out, banging both of your fist on the table as the duo stares at you with panic on their face.

"No no, you don't need Malleus. You are a strong and independent person without that scary-"

"Malleus is not scary!" A plate flew past Ace's ear, nearly hitting him if not for his excellent dodgy skills. "Should we just bring them to Malleus-senpai? Maybe he will be able to handle them." Deuce suggested, to which Ace was about to rebut back if not for the sudden loud cry and wailing coming from you.

"Mal-Malleus!Wh-where are you..." You tried standing up from the chair, only for your legs to start wobbling before falling onto the ground, your nose and knees hitting first. "Be careful!" Ace and Deuce hurriedly step forward, standing on either side of you and linking their arms under yours to lift you up from the ground. "MALLEUSSS!!!!!" You wailed, not caring about your friends who are staring at you weirdly, and perhaps, a little anxious. You didn't know what was going on, or what invoked you to suddenly throw a tantrum to see your boyfriend. You had already met him early morning when he offered to send you to class. But somehow, the alcohol managed to make you feel cloud nine, and you wanted nothing more then to just go to your boyfriend and bask into his embrace.

The duo could only look at each other sigh, mentally preparing themself for what's coming next as they accompany - well, assist - you to diasomnia dorm.

The walk to diasomnia was agonizingly long. You would trip on your own feet here and there, occasionally stopping just to breakdown about how much you want to see Malleus. Deuce would comfort you, saying that they are bringing you to see Malleus now. Ace would groan, trying to wreck his brain to find if there's any excuses that he can say to save both their sorry ass. Nonetheless, they tried to prolong the walk to your boyfriend's territory so as to prepare themselves mentally.

When the 3 of you had finally reach the entrance to Diasomnia dorm, the double doors swung open before either of you could knock on it. Right in front of you stands your boyfriend in all his glory, his dorm uniform having just ironed into perfection, his shoes polished perfectly with a shine that leaves everyone staring in awe. His gloves were washed with the most expensive softener, just so that you would be able to hold his hands in the upmost comfort.

Malleus knew that you were here before you even reach the doors. He was delighted that his beloved has came to visit him first, and was preparing to greet you with his fanged smile, the one that you love so dearly. Until he saw your drunk figure slumping on Deuce.

Upon finally seeing your boyfriend, you immediately pushed away the two that was supporting your stance, launching yourself forward to Malleus. If it wasn't for Malleus quick reflexes, you would have suffered from another fall again. "Malleus!" You beamed in delight, immediately wrapping your arms around Malleus's neck while he adjust you in his hold, carrying you in bridal style.

The smell of alcohol was quick to invade his sense, and it didn't take long for the prince to figure out what had happened. The duo was known for being trouble makers, they must have dragged you into one of their mischievous plans. "Are you okay?" Malleus asked, noticing that your happy facade was gone, replaced with a sad expression. You looked up to meet your lover's gaze, and his heart aches at the sight of your red teary eyes, cheeks and nose flushed as equally red as a tomato. Your lips starts wobbling as you break down for the nth time of the day.

"My knees....it hurts....Uwahhhh!! Malleus, i-it hurts!" Oh, if only you know how much your cries are hurting Malleus. He turns his attention to your knees, finally realising the ugly blue black bruise that was littered on your kneecaps with a hint of blood. Suddenly, a flash of lightning strikes onto the ground, right behind both Ace and Deuce. Both of them sweat profusely as they watch Malleus wiping off the stray tears on your cheeks, whispering sweet nothings into your ear to calm you down.

When you finally fell asleep due to exhaustion, the duo was truly trying to prepare for the worst. They finally noticed how tall Malleus was, his figure looming over them, shadow long and big enough to engulf both of them in darkness. Malleus was strong enough to just carry you with one arm without any struggles. The hand that was previously wiping away your tears has now shift to the side of your head, guiding it to rest on his shoulder. His hand were large enough to almost cover your whole face, and he takes advantage of this fact to protect your head.

The duo gulps, finally getting to witness firsthand how protective Malleus is over you, and just how scary he is. "There will be no second time." Malleus's words cuts through the atmosphere like a knife. His tone was cold and deadly, with a hint of bloodlust. If anything, it doesn't help how Malleus's green slitted eyes constricts in the dark, that terrifying glare will hunt the poor heartslaybul students forever as they start to apologise profusely, before running off to god knows where.

Malleus scoff, finally glad that he was alone with you again. Teleporting the both of you to his room, Malleus climbs onto the bed with you, laying your body on his bed. Your head has been shifted to rest on his muscular thighs while he sits up to lean his back on the bedframe. With a snap of his fingers, magic blooms around you, and he had you changed to a comfortable night gown. The bruises on your knees were long gone as if they were never there in the first place.

He stares at your sleeping figure, a smile suddenly creeping up onto his face when he realised how cute you are when you sleep. You were quite adorable when you were drunk too, clinging onto him as if your life depended on him. He would have entertained you even more if not for your injuries. Malleus chuckles to himself, his hand wandering to your face, pinching at your soft cheeks before travelling back to your head, letting his finger comb through your soft locks.

He already had a concrete plan on how to deal with the duo. But for now, he just wants to spend some time with you, and take care of your needs.

[artdcnaldson]

need patrick to suffocate me on his cock. hold me down on it. pinch my nose. dont let me up until im crying and hitting his thigh. spit absolutely everywhere. send tweet.

-🐞

hnhgnnghgnngg

being the pretty jailbait at the bar, barely even 21, wincing while you drink a vodka cran because you hate the taste of liquor <3 you smile and bat your pretty lashes at him, lean forward so he can get a peek down your dress. Pretty soft tits, pretty soft mouth.

"You should go talk to someone younger. Someone nicer," Patrick says once you've practically slid into his lap. when your hand is resting on his thigh, teasing its way higher and higher.

You just smile pretty. "I don't want someone younger, or nicer."

And that's how you wind up bringing him home— your cute little college apartment, with pink walls and throw pillows and plush blankets covering the couch.

"Shh... my roommates—" You whisper as you shut the door behind the two of you. You nod towards the two closed doors to your left and grab his hand, so soft and small in his.

When you pull him into your bedroom and shut the door behind him, you waste no time sinking to your knees, working the button and zipper of his jeans, clumsy in your desperation to free his cock.

You moan at the sight— long and thick and pulsing, flushed at the tip. When you peer up at him, with that pretty, smug smile, he loses his sense of restraint.

"Open that fucking mouth—"

And you do— pink tongue out as you meet his gaze, taunting him, begging for it. You moan as he pushes his cock between your full, pretty lips, accepting the intrusion.

He groans, fucking into the soft, wet heat. So eager, so willing. You gag as he pushes in deeper, eyes watering.

"That's it— deeper. You can take it."

Your lashes flutter as his cock brushes against the back of your throat, and you moan softly. He watches you reach a hand up, pressing against your throat as you swallow him entirely.

It flips something— seeing you able to take his entire cock into your throat— like you'd done it time and time again. "God, you're a fucking slut, huh? Taking this cock like a fucking champ," He groans, thrusting so your nose is buried in the nest of pubes just above his cock.

Drool drips, stringy and messy, and you moan your response around him. nuzzling your nose against the curls as you take him as deep as you can. One of your hands plays between your thighs, toying with your clit, and the other moves between his legs, fondling his balls.

You've done this before, many times. That much is fucking clear. Patrick isn't the first older man you've brought home— he sure as fuck won't be the last. You'd take anything he'd give you, so he plays into it.

He holds a fistful of your hair, keeps you in place as he pulls out and fucks himself back in, punching his cock against the back of your throat. He feels the muscles of your throat constrict, gripping him tight.

"That's it— just sit there and take it. Let me use that pretty mouth."

You sit there so pretty as he fucks your face, accepting it with pretty wet eyes and a drooly, gaping mouth. He thrusts deep into your mouth, feels your throat squeeze, and holds your nose closed.

You jerk slightly, eyes widening as your breathing is cut off. You try to be good, to stay still, but soon you're slapping at his thighs, pinching hard until he lets you pull off and take a gasping breath.

"Too rough?" He asks, tugging slightly at your roots.

You shake your head. "No," you say quickly, voice hoarse from the fucking abuse your throat had taken. "Do it again."

[ccwpidsblog]

untitled — a.artlet

content warning: incel!armin artlet, male masterbation, slightt mommy kink, panty thief!minie, slut shaming, lmk if i missed anything i lit suck at tagging

cwpids notes: if this looks familiar it's from my old Wattpad account, this was originally a shiggy fanfiction but im not into mha anymore and wattpad deleted that book SAURRR just enjoy 😁🏹

armin artlet hated you with a passion. you came into his house and bothered him with your dumb staring and weak attempts to seduce him. his discord server and online friend knew everything about women like you. you'd try to take everything from him knowing his family was wealthy. that's exactly why you bothered him just like every other woman that approached him did. they didn't see armin they saw his money. he hated your stupid face when you batted your more than likely fake lashes at him and smiled at him with your fake smile, he hated the way your smell lingers when you leave a room, he hated the outfits you wore it was like you were begging for attention, he hated everything that has to do with you

his shirt was in between his teeth, left hand rubbing the soft cotton of your panties onto his cock,, his right was gripped onto the wall steadying himself. "fuck, y/n..." armin bit down onto his shirt harder, throwing his head back closing his eyes.

he was hot and bothered often, masterbating was something he did daily; he even had his fair share of toys. but this was his first time ever taking someone's underwear. he just couldn't help himself. sneaking into the guest bedroom while you were busy decorating the house for some shitty party his sister was throwing. he'd took the first pair he saw from the hamper. he felt gross not in the way he usually did while he stroked one out but in the best way. this didn't mean he did not hate you anymore; it was more of a lust thing he told himself.

he just lusted you.

"ah, faster..." he demanded of himself, his hands obeying his orders. the pace gradually picked up, using the same hand that gripped your panties tightly wrapping around his cock, while the other slowly smoothed up the skin of his stomach, feeling himself in ways he wished you could . armins hips bucked upwards into his hand, his quiet moans now turning into grunts of rapture with every thrust.

he imagined you on your knees in front of him allowing him to thrust himself into your mouth. begging for him to touch you in ways no one could "gonna cum, gonna fucking cum...ohh my god, more."

armin whined as he tightened his fist around his fat length, vigorously jerking himself off. his eyes flutter open to look down at how red and swollen his mushroom tip was, and how your panties were covered in his pre-cum, roughly biting down on his chapped bottom lip as he kept fucking into your panties, veins protruding with his grip tightening even further. "so tight, so tight."

"oh fuck, fuck mommy!" he cried out, voice breaking into a sob when his orgasm gushed out of him in hot spurts. placing his forehead on the cool tile he breathed heavily gaining his composure again. washing his hands and cleaning himself off his stuffed spoiled into his pocket. opening the door he came face to face with you.

his stomach twisted into knots as he stared down at you. your face scrunched and eyes watery like your were on the verge of crying, the braids you originally had in a bun were now down your back, it was your outfit that ticked him off. all these people here and you're walking around in a skimpy bathing suit. he didn't want to be mean or make you cry but it couldn't help himself.

"prancing around like an attention whore. not surprised since it's you."

[2haetls]

AT HIS FEET : bully oikawa

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SKETCH INFO : gn reader, smut, bootriding, bullying, technical voyeurism (oikawa knows issei is there..), kissing, slapping, hair pulling, slight dacryphilia, dom oikawa, oral, consented recording， mentioned power imbalance, petnames ( little crow, slut ), degradation, bully oikawa, facefucking, college au/timeskip

nsfw/end divs by : cafekitsune !!!!

s : he was awful, you didn't even want iwa!

"dont be so.. mean.." You cried on your knees in front of him with your head hung, knowing it would be embarrassing for him to see you. your hands shaking in your lap at every tap of his shoes against the floor. he looked down at you with a soft smile, but the look in his eyes said otherwise. "im being mean? Oh yn, you've got it all wrong!" oikawa laughed, his eyes going back to staring at his phone. you grabbed his knee and raised your head. "i didnt kiss him!" you whined, placing your head on his knees. his hand immediately grasped your hair as he put his phone down, looking down at you as if you had done something wrong. "why not beg for me to believe you?" he said, bending his once straight back to kiss you. "actually, what you can do is ride my shoe!" he smiled, his eyes drifting down to your surprised expression. "You dont have to use your pretty little head for something like this." he whispered, tapping your head. his facial expression changing quicker than you expected it to. "waah.. kawa.. so mean, " you whimpered, tears running down your face as you began to hump his shoe, whining in a mix of pleasure and pain. your hands clutching your shirt while you listened to him talk,

"You're so stupid, it's so cute," he giggled. You could hear the sound of him taking a picture of your tear ridden face. "What if i sent this to the whole school?" he asked, placing his hand on his thigh. "Wait.. please!." You gasped, grinding harder as he shook his foot underneath you. the feeling of his shoe against your barely covered crotch had you reeling. he wanted you to beg for him to touch you. you began to choke on your sobs, "i.. gunna cum, kawa. so close" but he payed no mind to your warning while he untied his shorts, dipping his hand into his underwear. "hold on, stay still ynie" he sighed, you were getting too quiet. "kawa.. " you sniffled, your chest visibly moving as began to cry again "keep crying, slut." oikawa glared, squeezing the fat of your cheeks together. you hiccuped as he stood up "c'mon.. suck me off" he smiled, tapping his cock against your cheek. you stuck your tongue out, giving him access to everything, he placed his hand on your head and pushed you down. the sound of your gagging made him laugh, "everyone is gonna see this.." he said, pulling out and doing it again. you began to cry even more, placing your hands on his thighs, incoherent cries came out of your stuffed mouth as he continued to use you to his liking.

"You.. you're so annoying- uhn.." oikawa moaned, throwing his head back, the hand that was in your hair slapped you softly. "Swirl your tongue, you know what to do." he demanded, annoyed. you wanted him to listen and forgive you, You wanted to cum, he was so mean to you. "Hey! less crying, more sucking." he whined, slapping you harder than before. you closed your eyes and sniffled, trying to do everything he asked you to. he gave up on telling you anything and took it into his hands, fucking your face until you scrambled to get away. "uuhg fuck" You coughed, finally able to breathe. "i tell you this all the time. breathe through your nose!" he slurred, shoving your head back down. as the camera focused, it showcased the tears rolling down your face as you tried to breathe and the way you struggled to suck him off correctly. " you're pathetic. " oikawa grumbled, pushing you away. "i always gotta do the work myself, hum?" he asked, audibly upset. "m' sowwy. i really am, " you sputtered, looking up at him with glossed and fogged over eyes. he threw his phone behind him after he had stopped recording to fuck his own hand. "can't even get proper head.. even mad dog does a better job than you!" he groaned, throwing his head back as he got himself off. his strokes got faster, curses spewing out of his mouth before he painted your face. "ugh, you're beautiful like this, but you aren't good at anything." you shook your head at his mean words, trying to convince him that you weren't useless." i can do somethin i promise, kawa!.." you cried, hands coming up to wipe your tears. "dont touch! let me take a few pictures.. 'kay?" he smirked, watching it drip down your face and onto your chest. He picked his phone back up and took a few close ups of your face, kissing you in the midst of two of them. "see, you're much better when you're quiet like this, like the little mutt you are." oikawa sighed. he picked his shorts up and grabbed his stuff, patting your head. "see ya, slut." he said, walking out of your room, making a dramatic exit. "toru, you bastard.. hic" your breath shook as you wiped your face off, struggling to think. you could still hear him, as quiet as he tried to be, talking to somebody unimportant.

he was too mean, but you liked it.

[bountycancelled]

rating how SEVENTEEN would react if you wore revealing clothes in front of the members (maknae line edition)

hyung line version here

genre: rating-headcanon hybrid, suggestive ig, gn reader

requested: nope, but reqs are open (just look at my masterlist to see who I write for♡)

warnings: suggestive stuff and delusionality (seriously, this is the most delusional piece of work I have ever written)

a/n: after going ghost for like half a year, I'm back! I'll be sure to be more active this time around, so pls request if you want me to write about something 🙏

minghao

(desperately trying to fight the urge to give him an 8/10) 6.8/10. thinks he's calm but really isn't.

takes great pride in being the only one to get to see you in more risqué attire, so is a little (a lot) jealous when he sees you walk down the stairs to greet the members.

his lips press together in that middle aged white man frown i hope yall know what the fuck im talking about CAHSSVH but he knows the members arent going to try anything with you so its all good

except its not all good because now hes distracted

teases you throughout the whole night, neck kisses, whispering what hes gonna do to you when the members leave, smirking at you BLOOD OF JESUS so that YOU end game night early instead of him (he has an image of peace and serenity to keep up and being needy for you in front of everyone would destroy it lol)

mingyu

-100009999000000/10. please do not even attempt to wear anything even remotely revealing in front of him unless you want a certain reaction.

sees what you're wearing before anybody shows up and begs you to cancel so that he can cough cough hold hands in bed with you for the whole night.

when the members walk in and see him on his knees, hugging your legs and damn near crying, they think nothing of it cause its mingyu and game night ensues.

cue mingyu glaring at everyone who touches you, doesn't matter if its accidental or if its just to give you the dice when it's ur turn to roll, they're getting stared DOWN.

also cue mingyu staring at you with his eyes glossed over and his mouth open like a squirrel staring at an accorn, and practically needing to be punched in the gut to pay attention to anything but how sexy you are.

also also cue mingyu ending game night like an hour and a half earlier and throwing you over his shoulder, barely having enough self-control to make it up the stairs (good luck soldier, it's gonna be a long night)

dokyeom

a solid 7.8/10. bless this mans heart, he would not do anything even remotely territorial or jealous after seeing what your wearing. it actually warms his heart that you feel comfortable around the members because they're truly like a 2nd family to him.

ever the charmer he is, he'll make sure to compliment you with a hand on your waist and a kiss to your cheek as you greet the members coming through the door (idk about you but imagining seokmins hand across my waist WHEW-)

since dokyeom is usually touchy with you, it serves as no surprise that he would be even more so with more revealing clothes, but he can still find it in himself to focus on the game.

but now YOU'RE distracted by his soft touches, barely even able to contain yourself or focus on anything but his hand trailing up and down your side.

neither of you end game night early, and when the time comes, everyone bids you two goodnight and does the separate ways. cue you jumping on dokyeom and him gladly carrying you to your shared bedroom. (what you don't know is that he was PURPOSEFULLY distracting you the entire time, and he is definetly dawning a self-satisfied smirk as he closes your bedroom door)

seungkwan

-666/10. you have chosen the wrong boyfriend to try something like this with, and he will make it very known.

gives you the meanest stank eye known to mankind, seething with jealousy as you make your way downstairs. (this man is literally grinding his teeth, you have created a monster-)

dedicates the entire game night to making your experience as lackluster as possible. I'm talking he'll make you lose every. single. game. every. single. round. without fail. doesn't matter if he's on your team or not, he's just that petty.

the members obviously aren't oblivious to seungkwan's sudden beef with you, but be it them thinking its funny or them not wanting to be another one of his targets, you're on your own soldier.

the only thought in his mind right is how DARE you look this good in front of anyone on the planet earth but him? where is duty? where is honour?? where is sacrifice??? (you and him just binged House of the Dragon, hence his dramatic mood)

game night ends early on account of the rest of the group feeling as though you and seungkwan need some alone time to solve this one-sided conflict. as soon as they leave, seungkwan acts all coy, crossing his arms and rolling his eyes when you say you know just how to make it up to him. as if this isn't what he wanted the whole time lol.

vernon

2/10. this guy won't even bat an eye at your choice of clothing for game night, whatever makes you comfortable is always going to be okay with him. you don't need his approval and he's aware and is perfectly fine with that.

and that's all good and well, except this time you were purposefully trying to make him jealous, so seeing his reaction (or lack there of) kind of bums you out.

don't get him wrong, it's not like he doesn't think you're attractive (you're the most beautiful human he's ever laid his eyes on) but he does not even register your outfit as you walk down the stairs, let alone get jealous in any capacity.

game night starts and finishes exactly how it always does, and when it's all over, as the members are saying their goodbyes to you two, jeonghan makes a slightly suggestive comment on your outfit, which you brush off with a wave of your hand.

it is only at that moment, after jeonghans comment, that vernon realises that your clothing is more revealing that what you usually wear in front of the members. (when I say this man is oblivious, I mean that shit)

"you look good." is all you get from him, as he walks past you and walks up the stairs and turns back to you, confused as to why you aren't following him.

all I'm saying is, if you want... attention from this man, you have to tell him upfront. because trust me, once he knows exactly what you want, he'll have no problem giving it you ;)

dino

–infinity/10. you don't wanna mess with him, cuz he's a jealous, jealous, jealous boy. if he- lemme cool with the lana lyrics but you catch my drift.

as soon as he sees your outfit, he pulls out his phone and texts on the groupchat that game night is cancelled because of "unforseen circumstances." whatever the hell that means.

he will shower you in compliments, his eyes filled with admiration for you. cue you getting kisses all over your face, and when you ask him when the boys are coming for game night, he'll simply trail his kisses a little lower, aiming at your neck to distract you and it works

at some point during your, ahem, devil's tango with Dino in your shared bedroom (he carried you there because in his words, "someone who looks as good as you should not need to lift a finger, let alone walk up a flight of stairs." okay chivalry!) you both hear a knock on the door.

it's the members, worried that one of you had gotten hurt or something which is why game night was cancelled. Dino is as red as tomato when he sees them, stating that you had hurt your ankle and that you weren't really up for game night tonight. the story would be believable if Dino wasn't sweating like he just ran a marathon, and if you weren't wearing such a sexy outfit.

but hey, you're limping as you walk down the stairs to greet the members, so maybe that'll make it all the more believable. (news flash, it makes it less believable, but Dino shoos them out effectively anyways, carrying you back to your room with a quickness, he's not done with you just yet LORD HAVE MERTHY)

thats it, i hope you enjoyed and redoing my permanent taglist, so I'll add you if you send an ask♡

[gutterfuuck]

NERD MARK NERD MARK NERD MARK NERD MARK I JUST NEED TO GO DOWN ON HIM AND HEAR HIM CRY EVEN BETTER IF WE'RE IN A LIBRARY AND HE HAS TO BE QUIET AAHDVSVBABDDN😫

-❄️ anon (if they're isn't already one of so just magic one 4me💗 IM 21🚨⚠️🗣️)

hello! i make my triumphant return to tumblr haha! i have been absent for a while but i am back, and this ask caught my attention!! i hope that you all enjoy!! and yes, you will be named blizzy anon!! i hope that is okay!

cw: VERY SHORT I AM SORRY!! is poor excuse for a return but we are so back, public sex(?), oral, subby mark, fem!reader, college setting!, mark has glasses & braces because he just does, lmk if i missed anything! i haven’t written in a while so i am sorry for spelling mistakes and poor writing and such! this feels kind of rushed but i am certain to rewrite it as soon as i am not in a rush haha!

“oh- o-oh, fuck,”

mark groaned as he bought his hand to his mouth, trying to stop the onslaught of moans that escaped his lips as you squeeze his knees with your hands from your position on the floor. he tried to keep quiet, it was a library after all.

you looked up at him, head bobbing up and down on his sensitive cock as you swirled your tongue around the base, making mark jolt as he held onto the arms of the chair, tightly clutching onto them as if they’d save him from the way you were sucking the soul right out of his cock.

you pulled off of it with a wet pop before you planted a kiss on his tip, mark’s face flushing as he adjusted his glasses, breathing heavily. his dick twitched, craving more of your attention as you gave it a light tap, not hard enough to hurt but hard enough for him to register it as a slap.

mark flinched and groaned, his hips involuntarily bucking upwards as you tapped his leaky cock, your hand coming up to rub your palm along the slit, spreading your saliva and his spit all over him,

“n-noo-ngh..”

he whined as you continued to rub your palm over his leaking cockhead, watching as he twitched and writhed around in the chair above you. the library was quiet enough, all it would take is someone to walk around the corner, walk over to the studying area to see mark disheveled in the library’s chair, glasses fogged up, lip pulled between his braced teeth, trying to keep himself quiet…

you almost wished you would get caught, “y-y/n-! ‘s too much..!” he tried to whisper yell, throwing his head back as your tongue traced a prominent vein on his length, his composure slipping as he struggled to stay silent

you lifted your head up again, applying kitten licks to his sensitive dick tip as you massaged his thighs with your hands,

“too much, huh? so you don’t wanna cum?” you asked mark, to which his body stiffened up for a second and you swore you could almost hear his thought process as he immediately shakes his head, trying to backtrack as he let out a soft whine,

“i… i wanna c-cum,” he spoke quietly, one wrong move and he’d alert someone. one wrong move and he’d be exposed to anyone who walked this way.

you wanted to tease him, wanted to make him cry and beg but mark already looked like he was at his limit, his thighs trembling as you squeezed them in your hands,

“g-g’nna— ah, o-oh..- fuuuck, fuck fuck,”

mark couldn’t hold it anymore, cussing as if it were a mantra, the way your plush lips met his base with a rough smack, smack, smack-ing sound, the way he bit down on his knuckles to keep himself from falling apart in the library…

you took the chance, deepthroating him, his cock hitting the back of your neck as you tried not to choke around the girth, making the most sinful sounds as he neared his orgasm, thighs trembling almost violently, his moans and whines rising in volume.

“y-y/n-!”

he damn near squealed, your throat wrapping around his dick snuggly. you could feel it, the throbbing in your throat as mark huffed out breathily,

“i-i’m cum-ngh.!”

he blurted out, flinching as you sucked hard around him, cheeks hollowing out before his fingers tangle into your hair, pulling you right up against him so his pubes tickled your nose, right up against the base

you trembled for a minute as he held your face down, struggling for a while, sitting there and taking it in the library like a cocksleeve as his hips stuttered and his grip slowed, head hanging back… and that was it, mark’s body shook with pleasure, eyes going black as he felt like the most depraved person on earth, having his cock sucked deliciously by you, you were basically forcing orgasms out of him at this point

“y/n, cumming..! f-fuck— shit-“

mark cried out as he let out a shaky breath, followed by a silent moan, his grip tightening in your hair as he held you there for a second, your eyes rolling back before you tapped at his thigh to let you breathe… he let you go, his chest rising up and down as he huffed in short pants. you sat up, his cum still in your mouth as you reached down to grab at his chin, forcing him up to look at you, your thumb parting his lips

he obediently opened his mouth, letting you stand above him, holding his face in your hands as you let the messy combination of cum and saliva drip from your tongue and into his mouth

he swallowed right away, almost eagerly before he wiped the pleasured tears that pricked at the corner of his eyes.

this was supposed to have been a study date…

[hrts4doie]

thinking abt… mutual masturbation as punishment for haechan

thinking abt how he’d stare so hard at you getting yourself off… his eyes trying to catch every detail of your face and body… and at first, he can’t touch himself, his cock straining in his pants as his fingers dig into his thighs, restraining himself. it’s not until you give him the go ahead, immediately fisting his cock at the sight of you.

he’s satisfied until he’s not. whining out that he can make you feel so much better. he’s practically crying out to you, begging for your touch, only you can make him feel good.

i just fell to my knees…. I THINK YOU’RE TRYING TO KILL ME. warning this is literally just haechan begging….. IM SORRY

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“you did this to yourself, baby,” you laugh, watching as haechan began to squirm. you were on display for him, fingers deep inside yourself and your cunt dripping, yet he couldn’t touch. every moan that left your lips was pure torture and haechan was whining in frustration. he wanted so badly for you to let him touch, his cock straining against his pants while he sat there watching you.

“please, just lemme touch you,” he began to plead, eyes wide and desperate, “s’not fair. wanna feel you.”

you did nothing but ignore him, closing your eyes as you kept fingering yourself. you knew just how much you were affecting him, letting out soft little moans every time your fingers hit just right.

“baby, please. let me make you feel good,” haechan tried again, his nails digging into his thigh. this wasn’t fair. “c’mon, please? you know i’d feel better than your fingers,” he whines, hating the way he was getting ignored. it should be his cock stuffing you full, not your stupid fingers that could barely amount to just how good he fucked you. he was so needy, too obsessed with your cunt to think about anything else.

“shut up,” you finally let out, opening your eyes to see just how desperate he was becoming. “you don’t deserve to touch me, not after what you said earlier,” you spit out, refusing to give in to his begging. he was going to learn just how badly he needed you to make himself feel good. no one else could bring him the same pleasure that you did, his poor cock useless if it wasn’t you touching him.

“i was just teasing, baby, i’m sorry,” haechan whines again, frustration clear in his voice. he hated this. you were so mean to him and it was starting to drive him mad.

pulling your fingers out and making sure haechan was watching, you began to slowly rub circles on your clit. “feels so good, hyuckie,” you moan, throwing your head back in pleasure. you were doing this on purpose and he knew it, getting closer and closer to his breaking point. deciding to spare him just a little, you gave him the go ahead to touch himself.

haechan was desperate, pathetically so, and pulled out his cock at lightning speed. he was so hard that it hurt. he immediately started to touch his poor cock, chasing a release that you refused to give him. but he couldn’t. it wasn’t the same if you weren’t touching him, stroking him to completion and telling him just how good he was for you. he let out another whine, face crumpling.

noticing his reaction, you let out a mocking laugh. “you wanted to touch so badly and now you’re complaining?” you ask, pulling your hand away from your clit. “i thought this was what you wanted?”

“i do, i do—it’s not, fuck,” haechan whines again, “it’s not the same. n-need you to touch me.” he was so humiliated, so close but so far from cumming. he looks up at you with watery eyes and quivering lips, pleading for your touch.

“you need me? even after your little outburst earlier? i thought you didn’t need me to touch your pathetic cock to feel good?” you ask, mocking him once again. he was so close to letting go, tears threatening to spill as he kept touching himself. “tell me how much you need it and maybe i’ll reconsider.”

“p-please, touch me,” he cries, tears finally rolling down his face. “i need you to touch me, please! i can’t—can’t take it anymore, please,” haechan was full on begging now, overwhelmed with the need for you to touch him. every second without your touch was too much for him to handle, causing him to sob as he continued to babble about just how badly he needed you to touch him.

“that’s all you needed to say, hyuckie,” you coo, moving over to where he was. “you just need me to feel good, don’t you?” you ask, knowing the answer. haechan nodded, sniffling as he looked into your eyes. you leaned in, softly kissing him and wrapping your hand around his cock.

quickly starting to jerk him off and swallowing his moans, haechan was so close. you pulled away from the kiss, watching as he fell apart. “i’m s-so close, please,” he begs, thrusting into your hand.

“you were so good,” you praise, speeding up your hand as you stroked his cock. “cum for me, baby,” you whisper into his ear, finally giving him the permission to cum. his hips stuttered, a loud whine leaving his lips as he spills into your hand. you kiss him one last time, pulling your hand away from his spent cock.

“t-thank you,” haechan mumbles, face red as he tries to recompose himself. you couldn’t help but smile, so weak for your boyfriend. no matter how bratty he was, you always gave him what he wanted.

[doawks]

i. melt into you, im changkyun.

♫ If I move too quick past you, I would think it's my reflection Being this close isn't close enough You could tell every time we touch, every time we, oh [...] That's when I melt into you

pairing. ex!changkyun x f!reader. genre. exes to lovers (?), smut, some fluff. warnings. manhandling, cheating (but he’s kinda like forgotten lol), dirty talk, implied jealousy + possessiveness, dom!changkyun to softdom!changkyun, praise kink, daddy being said once, little crying, creampie, unprotected sex━ missionary.

not proof read.

“does he fuck you like this, sweetheart?” the question was rhetorical━he knew the answer just as much as you did. “nah, i don’t think he does. because if he did, i wouldn’t have to be fucking you into my mattress every night and sending you on your way back home with my cum dripping down your thighs, now would i?”

you couldn’t help but turn your head to the side in utter embarrassment. changkyun saw right through you, constantly reading you like an open book. he knew you better than anyone, he knew you better than you knew yourself - and that’s saying a lot. you could never pretend when you were around changkyun, already knowing he would instantly call you out.

“c’mon, baby, fuck━” he lets out a guttural groan when he feels you clench down onto his cock tightly. god, changkyun will never get over the way your pussy feels. “so fuckin’ tight. i’m not going anywhere, baby, relax.”

you whimper at that. it’s not like he meant it in the way you thought, but it wasn’t exactly like you were in the right state of mind. when changkyun fucked you, he took you to an entirely different planet, literally. he fucked you hard and deep, leaving your pussy battered and legs a wobbly mess by the time he was done with you. when you two were dating, he left marks all over your body because he wanted to show the world how belong to him and only him ━ he can’t do that anymore however, much to his annoyance. but he doesn’t need to mark your pretty skin up anyway because you will always know who you belong to. your pussy only cries, aches for him and your heart is interlocked with his. you know it, he knows it. your new boy toy was merely a poor replacement to try to get over changkyun, but it obviously isn’t working, clearly.

“more. want more, please, kyunnie . . .” you aren’t exactly sure what you’re begging for. you’re honestly just blabbering at this point and changkyun knows that. he also knows how to shut you up.

shaking his head in amusement, changkyun hooks his veined hands underneath your knees, pressing them to your chest. when catching a glimpse of his biceps flexing, you instantaneously feel your pussy gush. his head lurches forward, silver necklace dangling prettily from his neck, “my insatiable little thing. you’re never going to be satisfied with what i give you, will you?”

you pout slightly, “i am.”

“no, you aren’t. but you will. you want me to fuck you hard and annihilate your little cunt, then so be it. but don’t try to push me away, you got that?”

maybe you overestimated just how much you could handle. . . just a bit. changkyun’s cock is thick, it always has been. he takes pride in that, quite frankly. the first time you two had sex, he remember vividly how shocked along with astounded you were when he lined it up with your pussy, eyes big and doe, mouth wide wondering how he was going to fit. since then, you thought you became accustomed to his size, but that’s only because he was giving it to you sweetly, inch by inch. even tonight, when changkyun threw you on the mattress, he promised to go easy on you, though you being as needy as you are, you knew you wanted - needed more than that. you only got to see changkyun once a week because you didn’t want your boyfriend to grow curious, so when he did fuck you, you wanted to make the most of it.

“fuuuuuck,” he draws out, throwing his head back, adam’s apple bobbing. he pounds into your squelching pussy mercilessly, a white ring of cum beginning to coat his cock when sliding out. “sweet little cunt━fuck, so tight. takin’ me so well, sweetheart.”

“d━daddy, my clit . . . can you, mhm, can you rub my clit?”

you were so fucking cute, always using your manners for him. he absolutely loved that about you. yeah, you might be a brat at times, but at the end of the day, you were always going to be his good girl. his.

he doesn’t answer verbally, instead, he takes his thumb into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the digit before bringing it down onto your clit, which twitched instinctively underneath the pad of his pollex.

on the brink of tears, you don’t think before you cradle changkyun’s face and bring his plush lips to yours. since you two began doing this whole ‘exes with benefits’ arrangement, it was agreed that there would be no kissing during sex because it would be deemed too romantic. you initiated the rule, unfortunately. only because kissing was the first intimate thing you ever experienced with your ex, who was once your boyfriend, changkyun. it meant so much to you especially because it was with someone you loved━love so dearly. you knew that if you were to kiss changkyun, it would bring you back to the first time you ever did. the memories suddenly pivoting in your head.

changkyun kisses you back sincerely, lips molding against yours. his pace comes to a halt, the hand that was under one of your knees quickly coming to your cheek, stroking the skin tenderly. you don’t feel yourself crying until changkyun acknowledges it, “shh. don’t cry, my pretty angel. i’m here.”

you’re silly. extremely silly. you never just wanted to fuck changkyun. but you knew, or thought, it would be the only way to relish in his warmth once again. you missed his touches, his words, sure, you missed him fucking you, but you really just missed him, in general.

changkyun pulls away slowly to press a kiss onto your nose. “need to take a break?”

“no, i just━missed you. not the sex, you.”

“i never left, baby. i was always here, no matter what you thought.” changkyun smiles softly at you, a smile that could light up an entire dim room.

changkyun’s words stick with you, because he’s so right. he never did leave. when he found out you were in a relationship, any normal ex would back off, but changkyun didn’t. he stayed in contact with you. or at least tried because you would never really respond to any of his messages. he made sure you were okay, wished you a happy birthday, a merry christmas. you two never ended on bad terms, but somehow, someway, you made it seem like you did.

god, how stupid you feel right now.

“i’m sorry, changkyun,” you choke, leaning into his touch. you missed him. so much.

changkyun puts your thighs at the side of him, bringing both his hands to your waist, gripping you. “no more apologies. just let me make love to you.”

with that, changkyun continues to fuck you. not hard, not rough ━ but slow and sensual. he tattoos open mouthed kisses onto your neck before going down to your collarbone, occasionally suckling your skin into his mouth. he yearned for this ━ just to be soft with you whilst telling you how pretty you are. he never told you he loved you enough back then, and that was his mistake. a mistake he would never make again. because now, he will make sure you know how much he loves and adores you with every 206 bones he has in his body. his life is purposeless without you, it has no meaning. you’re like his air, his water. you’re a necessity.

the head of changkyun’s cock kisses your cervix which has you arching your back of the mattress in pleasure. it feels good, too good. you haven’t felt this overwhelmed with pleasure and emotions in a long time. “kyunnie━”

“don’t think i can keep up any longer, baby. g━fuck. gonna come.”

“in me, kyun! in me. want you to come in me, please.”

he furrows his brows but nods his head nonetheless, “fuck. yeah, alright, angel. whatever you want.”

the mans hips speed up, balls slapping against your ass. the thumb he has on your clit also begins to quicken, causing your legs to jerk at his sides from the sensitivity and the impactful pounding. the sounds of your pornographic moans, changkyun’s deep grunts, and sweaty skin clapping is extraordinarily lewd but you can’t even find it in yourself to care neither does the man above you.

“c’mon, pretty baby,” he gently coaxes, “give it to me. make a pretty mess all over my cock for me. you can do that right, yeah? i know you can.”

your stomach starts to tighten, implying that your orgasm was quickly approaching. changkyun knows this, of course, because as stated before, he see’s right through you - and because he can feel your little pussy holding onto him for dear life, desperately trying to empty his balls. he chuckles, “fuck, sweetheart, you’re gonna milk me dry.”

with a few more encouraging words and deep thrust, you’re releasing all over his cock, changkyun following soon after into your pussy. as a heavy breath escapes from his lips, he deflates onto your chest - snuggling his head in the crook of your clammy neck - cock softening in the process while still being in your warm, gooey pussy. “love you so much, baby.” he whispers quietly in your skin.

you delicately shut your eyes, smiling while doing so. “love you, too.”

you knew you were going to have to find a way to break up with your boyfriend later on, but you didn’t care about that right now. all you cared about was the warmth changkyun was providing that you missed.

[opiumsturn]

My girl..

C.STURNIOLO

EXTREME WARNINGS IN THIS STORY!-Rape,sexual assault,abuse,angst,sexual abuse,// Fluff,caring!Chris,sad ass story

THE RAPE IS WRITTEN IN AROUND MEDIUM DETAIL.

IF ANY OF THE FOLLOWING^ ABOVE BOTHER YOU PLEASE LEAVE NOW. I AM NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR WHAT YOU CHOOSE TO READ-LOVE NAZ /OPIUMSTURN

I'm at a party with my boyfriend Chris and his brothers.

Everything was going good so far. My friends and I dancing and having drinks every now, and then. I spot Chris sitting down near by the bar, and i decide to walk up to him.

"Hey baby" i say in his ear so he can hear me over the music. "Hey sweetheart whats up?" He asks holding my waist from his lower position "Nothing, 'm just gonna go to the bathroom real quick i'll be back okay?" I tell him holding his arms that reach to me. He nods in approval as i walk upstairs to the bathroom to fix my makeup and hair.

"Hey." A man with dark brown hair who was wearing black jeans and a black leather jacket says to me holding my wrist. I try to move from his grip before he looks around and covers my mouth with his hand before moving me to a room near by. All my screams were muffled and no one could hear me and no one was around.

He throws me on the floor and no matter how loud i screamed no one could hear me. The music was loud nd wouldn't silence for a second. The man walks up to me on the ground picking me up by my wrist as i cry in fear. "LET GO OF ME!" I scream at him but all he does is slap my face. i took me a second to process what he had just done. My face was stinging as my sobs fell down my now red cheeks.

The man lifts me and starts to touch all on me in places that he shouldn't be. Telling me to shush, looking me up, and down biting his lip. All of it making me uncomfortable and wanting to scream but there was no use.

"I want you to take this off." He says moving his hands up and down my dress. I nod no shaking heavily from how scared i was. I didnt want to believe that i was about to get raped.

This was one of my biggest fears ever, I even would get Chris or someone to go with me everywhere even when i need to use the bathroom in public i ask Chris to walk me there or when i go to stores i ask someone to go with me in fears of this happening. Never did i expect it to happen in a place full of people like this. I start to ask myself why i didnt ask Chris to come with me.

I snap out of my thoughts once i see this man start to pull my dress down as i beg him to stop. "STOP, NO,NO STOP" I sob out causing my make up to go down my face. My dress was fully off of me and so were my heels im left in only my underwear as i use my hands to cover my exposed skin.

"Don't cover yourse-" "NO STOP LEAVE ME ALONE." I sob. Nothing worked. The man starts to unbuckle his belt and pants pulling them down to pool around his ankles. My eyes widen in shock as to what he was about to do me. He starts to kiss my neck and tried leaving hickeys but i kept moving around.

He constantly would hit me when i moved but i didnt want him on me after this or ever. He trailed down to my lower stomach pulling my panties down and kissing above my clit. I wanted to scream but nothing would come out.

The man moves me to my knees and pins my moving and shaking hands above me with his hands. He moves himself closer and closer to me making me come in contact with his dick. I move my head farther away from him trying to avoid it but it wouldnt work.

He lets go of my wrists and grabs my head moving me and sliding his dick to my lips. "Come on put those pretty lips to work hm?" The man says. All i could mumble was 'mm m' and nod no before he smacks my face causing my mouth to open from the pain and my crying. He takes this opportunity and slides his dick in side my mouth.

He started moving his hips but my smartest idea was to bite it. I bit down causing his to scream and pull out. "OW FUCK!" He yells. Instead of smacking me he punches me. Right after he picks me up and throws me on the bed and opens my legs slamming into me.

and all was left was my sobs and screams.

A few minutes had passed. The man pulls his pants back up and walks out the room shutting the door behind him leaving me fully naked on the bed. Im still crying my legs were shaking and i couldnt walk from how scared i was. I tried to get up from the bed but fell to my knees. I look around for my small purse on the ground.

I see the bag and grab it shakily unzipping it, and grabbing my phone. I could barely unlock it from how bad i was shaking but i managed to text chris considering it would he impossible for me to speak or for him to even hear me from the music.

My Baby💕

me-Chris pkease hejlp

My Baby- what? whats wrong y/n?

me-Come to the rroom uostaies niw plleassse.

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A few seconds later Chris walks in the room looking around til he sees me on the ground. "Y/N!?" He yells shutting the door behind him and runs to me worried. "Sweetheart what happened!?" He says trying to sound as calm as possible for me, But all i could do was fall in his arms and cry.

"C'mon baby talk to me please." He begs me. "I-W-was r-raped" i sobbed out. "BY WHO?" he asks angrily. "I-I- dont K-know" i cry. Chris picks me up from the floor and sits me on the bed collecting my clothes from the floor and dressing me back up again, and put his jacket over me. While doing so he had texted who i assumed was nick and matt since they shortly after walked in.

"What happened to her?" Nick and Matt ask. "i'll explain later matt start the car and we're leaving this fucking place." Chris says as nick and matt look at each other in fear and head away to what Chris said to do.

Chris picks me up bridal style following Where Matt and Nick went to go outside. Everyones eyes were on me, my face all stained with make up and tears.

Walking out the door Chris see's Their car right by the house and runs to the car putting me down on his lap as he sits down. Nick and Matt look scared for their lives looking at how bad in shape i was.

"Chris what happened to her?" Matt asks softly with a mix of concern in his voice. "Matt, she was raped okay.." Chris says almost whispering while rubbing my head. Every few minutes he would check on me to make sure im okay.

MINI TIME SKIP

We get to the house and chris almost leaps out of the car before it even comes to a complete stop taking me inside the house and into his room setting me on his bed.

"Princess i'm gonna need you to tell me where he touched you and what he did to you okay?" He says so sotfly as if his voice could break me. "He- uh- he had made me- suc-k it a-and he put it i-in me.." i say between sobs and sniffles. "I swear to god if i find out who he is i'll kill the motherfucker" He said with slight aggression in his tone.

"Okay baby i need to take this off, 'kay? Im gonna run you a bath sweetheart." He says tugging at the bottom of my dress. I nod yes for him to take it off as he slowly removes my clothing and my jewlery.

He picks me up same way he had earlier taking me to the bathroom sitting me on his sink counter turning on the water for the bath to fill up. "Warm water baby?" He says looking back at me. I nod yes picking at the skin of my nails.

Chris turns to me while the bath fills up holding me by the sides of my thigh looking at my face seeing my bruises now that we're in bright light. "Did he fucking hurt you.." Chris asks watching me nod yes. "Oh baby.." he says caressing my face with his thumb.

The bath had filled up by now. Chris picked me up and put me in the water checking on me making sure i was okay before walking to his room and check the drawer where i keep my make-up at his house grabbing the makeup wipes and walking back inside the bathroom.

" 'M gonna clean your make up off ma okay?" He says to me. I nod at him as he walks to the side edge of the bathtub taking a make-up wipe and wiping my face so lightly like i could break if he applied anymore pressure.

MINI TIMESKIP

About and hour went by and Chris had stayed by my side the whole time talking to me and reassuring me i would be okay and that we would get through this together.

I got out the bath and chris had helped dry me off and dressed me in panties and a hoodie before getting into bed and laying me on top of him. "Chris.. 'm s-sorry please dont leave" I whisper. "What baby? no dont be sorry! its not your fault Y/n I promise and i wont leave you ever." He says before we both fall asleep in each others arms.

𝖆/𝖓- This was alotttt!!! Sorry that this was delayed so much im sorry guys!

𝖕𝖊𝖔𝖕𝖑𝖊 𝖜𝖍𝖔 𝖆𝖘𝖐𝖊𝖉 𝖙𝖔 𝖇𝖊 𝖙𝖆𝖌𝖌𝖊𝖉!-

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[walosiiii]

bad kitty...

pairing :: jealous dom!shen quanrui x sub brat!male reader

genre :: smut

tw :: top!ricky, 10th member!reader, unprotected sex ( remember to use protection ), pet play, sir/master kink, degradation, slight breeding kink, mentions of zhang hao x male reder, use of the words "slut" "whore and "good boy", hair pulling, overstimulation, ricky fucking the reader till he cant speak, aftercare

it was supposed to be a joke.

you were filming a variety show with your members, you being bored decided to tease hao while the other members were talking about god knows what, touching his thigh, holding his head. however you didnt know the whole time ricky was watching from the sidelines, eyes darkening when he saw the scene unfold in front of him. you didn't even notice his glare until the filming was over and you guys were back at the dorms, you tried to give a quick goodbye to hao and the others however before you could say anything you were dragged into you and rickys shared dorm.

he threw you onto the bed "you think youre funny, huh?" he said, glaring down at you, you were about to respond when you were interrupted, "don't talk" he commanded. "clothes off now", "w-what" you said looking down "did i stutter y/n" you scrambled to take off your clothes, throwing them onto the floor and looking back at him, he was just staring at you, eyes dark. "turn around and get on your hands and knees" he ordered, "ricky i-" he cut you off grabbing a fist full of your hair yanking your face towards him, "is that my name?" he said "n-no sir" he let your hair go and went into your guys closet grabbing a box, placing it on the nightstand next to the bed, "i saw what you were doing" he said voice deep. "flirting with him, acting like a whore" he stoped a minute "did i teach my kitty to be a whore?" he said opening the box and getting out a collar and a leash.

 "no not the collar, ill be a good boy i promise" you pleaded however this didnt stop him from putting it on you, yanking on it making you choke a bit, "i think my kitty needs to be reminded who they belong to"

he grabbed your waist flipping you over, he started by kissing all over your neck leaving bites all over, slowly going lower, he sucked on your nipples making them hard, "s-sir please" you moaned, he bit down harshly on one making you let out a small yelp, he started kissing down your stomach, avoiding your cock.

"sir, i need you" you said, he let out a laugh "you need me huh?" he said "well maybe you shouldve thought about that before whoring yourself out for some cock" he slapped your cock with his hand smiling when he saw you flinch and let out a sob, "maybe if you beg ill fuck you" he said, you were desperate "please, please sir fuck me, please, im yours" you said starting to cry, he smiled grabbing the lube squirting some on his fingers and spreading your legs, rubbing around your hole. he stuck a finger in, "such a whore, so hard for me, are you master's little whore?" he asked, "please sir just fuck me, please" you cried, ignoring his words, he took his finger out pulling the leash once again making you choke, "answer the fucking question" he yelled "yes sir im a whore, im master's little slut" you cried, tears rolling down your cheeks, "that's a good boy" he said.

he took his clothes off pumping his cock a few times, he took the lube squirting more before lathering it on his cock, after hes done he then slips his finger back in your hole this time adding another.

he fingered you open, scissoring his fingers to stretch you out, after a few minutes he pulled his fingers out, he put his cock up to your hole, teasing the tip. he slowly pushed in, bottoming out. he stayed still waiting for a moment for you to adjust, after a few seconds he started moving. going fast and hard, making sure you could feel him everywhere, the feeling of the collar on your neck was overwhelming.

 "sir take the collar off it hurts, ill be a good boy p-promise!" you said crying, "maybe next time kitty" he said thrusting hard into your hole, you let out a moan.

he wrapped his hand around your neck, squeezing, "im gonna cum" you said, "cum for your master" he said pulling on the leash, you came letting out a moan and tears falling down your face, you tightened around him, "gonna fill my kitty with my cum, make everyone know who he belongs to" he said fucking into you even harder, you were overstimulated, sobbing and whimpering. "im gonna cum in you, breed my slut" he moaned. after a few seconds he was cumming in you, that didnt stop him from pounding into your hole ruthlessly ignoring your pleads and sobs.

after a minute he was cumming again, you were so overstimulated, so sensitive. he continued thrusting grabbing your oversensitive cock jerking it harshley, "sir its too much, its too much, please sir stop" you cried. after a few thrusts you came again, it hurt, tears streaming down your face. "good boy" ricky said "good kitty" he kissed your forehead, slowing his pace down until he finally stopped. 

he took his cock out of your hole, watching the cum leak out, you were exhausted. "y/n are you ok?" he asked, you were quiet, "hey its ok" he said taking off the collar, he kissed you passionately, "can you sit for me?" he asked, you did what he asked, "i-i" you couldnt speak, "it's ok, it's ok. how about a bath and we can cuddle" he suggested, you just nodded, he got up picking you up bridal style and taking you to the bathroom and starting a bath, putting you down in it. him following in soon after.

little did you know the whole time hao was in his room playing with himself to your moans and pleads, wishing it was him who was causing you to cry, and not ricky.

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©jackielynn

[thoughtsforsoob]

ateez x reader. voice kink.

i had someone confess to me before that i have a nice/sexy voice???? im a quiet person so i dont talk very much but this person really caught me off guard jsjsjsjsj really appreciate if you could do a smut based on this

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a/n: I am guilty of the voice kink thing too, 🐰 anon 😏😏 i may be a little bit biased but Mingi’s voice does THINGS to me. Thank you so much for this request and I hope it meets your expectations 🩷 inbox is always open and I will be writing up all my other requests soon. I have a bunch so thank you so much!! (Super selfish decision but I’m making this about mingi)

warning: SMUT!! MDNI

Mingi has this really sexy deep voice all the time and to say you love listening to it would be the biggest understatement in the whole world. You could listen to him give the most boring presentation about statistics or something and you’d manage to stay engaged. His voice was just so perfect to you. This got you in trouble sometimes…like in this instance.

Mingi was on a livestream by himself and you’d happened to be in the room with him. You were just staring at him as he spoke and he noticed it no matter how much you tried to hide it. He did his best but not looking over at you with your mouth open with drool provably falling from your lips was so difficult. He also struggled not to look at the way you squeezed your thighs together. He knew immediately it was his voice doing this to you.

After about an hour and a half, his live came to an end. He made his way over to you when he was sure the livestream was off because he knew what was about to ensue. You were sitting on his bed since he had done the livestream in his bedroom. He walked over to you with the sexiest smirk on his lips. He sat down next to you and pulled you close to his side. “You really like my voice huh? Bet it made you super wet. Can I check?” His voice was super low and gravely, only making you putty into his hands. You just nod, not trusting yourself to get out any real words. He lays you down on your back and adjusts himself to hover over your lower half. He gently pulls your sleeping shorts down and throws them on the ground. when he gets to your panties, he smirked at the wet spot he was met with. "oh my goodness. you're so fucking wet. good girl." he groaned. your legs only shake even more when he starts to gently rub your clit over the underwear. he does that for a while to tease you, loving that he got to take in your reaction. when he was done toying with you, he immediately switched up and basically ripped off your panties with a growl. "fuck, you like when im a little rough with you, hmm? say something, princess." he always had a way with words and that only made hearing him talk better. you nod and that did not please him at all. he hands a harsh slap on your slit and you cry out. "i said speak up, slut! you're not going to list to me?" you shake your head, "no no! im gonna listen!" he smirked, "there's my good girl. such a good listener. want me to keep talking? only if you promise to be a good girl and let me fuck you." you nod, "mhm yes! i'm gonna be so good for you!"

he get's a kick out of you basically begging for him to please you. he turns him on more than anything else. he starts to get up and strip himself out of his own clothes. you just watch with eager eyes and that does not go unnoticed by your boyfriend. he smirks over at you and flexes his bicep a little, "like what you see?" he let's out a chuckle when you're basically drooling. he get's back on the bed and flips you over onto your tummy, "get on your knees." he direcnts you and helps you by pulling up your waist. you obey and get onto your hands and knees just like he asked. he get's behind you and gently starts to push inside of you. the sudden stretch makes you squirm a little but he holds you tight. "stay still, little girl. you said you'd obey, didn't you?" you nod and let out a small "yes" to use your voice just the way he wanted you to. he finally pushed all the way into you to where you could feel his hips touching your ass. you whine when he bottoms out. he leans down to have his chest against your back and starts to trust into you slowly. he took this opportunity to lean down and whisper sweet nothings into your ear, knowing you wanted to hear his voice as close as possible. "mm pretty girl. you always make me feel do damn good. how do you always manage to feel this good hmm?" you can't help but blush at the vulgarities coming out from his beautiful, sweet lips.

it's not long before he feels himself on the edge of release. he make sure to check in with you first to see if you're close too. althought, when he asks you, you're too fucked out to answer so he just takes it as a sign to cum. when he feels like he can't hold back anymore, he cums inside of you and groans when he feels you squeeze around him, having felt your own release right then. he kept help but curse at how good it felt. "fuck baby! squeezing me so good! take all i've got. it's all for you!"

tldr: mingi has a sexy ass voice and i love him so much