#it was stupid and i hated it and i couldnt shut my eyes from the torment

[jrueships]

top 5 movies

OOOO OKAY so i actually hate doing top tens because i overthink everything and constantly switch things around SOO... im just gonna do a collection of five things bee likes SORRY FOR THE FALSE ADVERTISING 😭

1 City of God

i hate telling people this is one of my fav movies cus I don't wanna seem like that pretentious person who only watches foreign films for the sake of watching foreign films. This is literally my favorite movie because it's my favorite movie. I don't really watch a lot of movies and this just happened to be one i found and happened to like! I read the book first (dont. By the way. It kinda sucks partly because it got translated poorly so not it's fault but mainly because it's violence for the sake of violence. Like if the movie went just by book, i wouldn't like it. But it doesn't so <3 )

think of the movie and the book like No Country For Old Men. The book goes for shock and suspense and the movie goes to make it Art. It's a really pretty film and you kinda value it more knowing like. None of the actors went anywhere. They did their piece for the film then that's pretty much all. It's a good film of a bad film that made it good film? Like what happens is bad, but the bad doesn't happen just to happen and be Bad. IDK man !

Next is

YEAH SO. LMAO um 😭 let's get this clear i hate b*ll i hated him from the beginning righteous prick and i always skipped his parts in the show or used it to do homework when i was lil. I JUST REALLY LOVED THE ANIMATION!! the show and the movie is ass tho. BUT IT'S THE KINDA ASS... you Enjoy 😈. All intentions possible. I love love LOVE watching this movie with friends so we can make fun of it and point out the terrible writing, not in a 'we're better sense' but a 'LMFAO WTF WAS THAT????'

it's a very WTF WAS THAT movie and i love it 😭. Weird Harold, Rudy, and Otis (yall don't even know any of these people but especially Otis. All u gotta know is he's the best) carried. Dumb Donald has a great design cartoon wise but he got on my nerves. He's alright tho

the harder they fall's soundtrack is SO good. It's so cool, it's just a COOL movie. It's an action movie so some of the characters could've been written better (especially some of the women. They werent written horrible but they had more potential that you can feel wasnt justly reached), but the characters they spent time on, you could tell. From their stories and personalities and dialogue and interactions, very cool!!! Sometimes an almost anime-esque kind of movie? Sometimes shot like Scott pilgrim? Sometimes sphagetti western.. Sometimes action.. Sometimes comedy! It's a COOL movie that you can think about a little bit but not cramp yourself over. It's not a complete turn your brain off though. It's engaging in what it is! Which is a lot of things, so it's very engaging!!!

Blade!!!!!! The patron Saint of joth gf!! my first!!! my beloved!! my EVERYTHING!!!!! the movie's writing shows its time in only having personality in 'crazy side villain who dies' 'clever quip when someone dies' 'sad for short time when someone dies'. Maybe the new blade movie wouldn't be in such a fumbling state if i was in the writer's room with my divine, lifesaving advice of 'just make blade more babygirl'. Literally. That's all you have to do. It's not that difficult. ANYWAYS yeah he and the flash and hawkman were my 3 only childhood 'superhero' heroes. This is more of a personal childhood attachment thing like Albert than being a.. Good movie. BUT it DOES have its cinematography! You can feel the wuxia inspiration in some scenes

these two can sit in the same space because they're both childhood films as well. Boyz was better at leaning into characters as human (which i value a lot) and menace was better at showing the edge of what life can do to characters. They're both good films in their own right! Check em out! I liked menace way more than the other when i was younger but growing up im leaning more toward the other but they're AGAIN theyre both super snazzy

Some honorable mentions... to make up for the lack of a ranking system:

- New Jack City: NEWWW JACK! CIIIITYYY (NEW JACK CITYY 🎶 !!) older blaxplotation movie so cheesy, cheap, but like? Cool??? cut out the cheesy old cop crud and you get an entertaining villain with an entertaining mob. Also there's one death in the movie that's a brutal one, and it's offscreen. You just see a glimpse of the desecrated aftermath. Those are like the best deaths in a movie tbh. The imagination being our biggest friend and our biggest enemy. Love it love it!

- dead presidents: WAR IS TRAUMATIZING!!!

- mean girls: the Brutus speech about Cesar.. no essay can compare. Shakespeare shut the fuck up bitch

- clueless: 🥰

- little shop of horrors: open up here i come

- in the wood: STACY!!!!!!!

- Rocky: Apollo slayed and then he died

- sky high + high school musical: Disney peaked with these characters then never again

- FRIDAY + Friday 2: loved the 'you don't need a weapon' moral trying to be taught then using a weapon (brick) in the end. Seamless

- ratatouille: the wii game ratatouille was my red dead redemption

- baby jody: all manchilds need to watch this. It's hilarious and it's true. Don't be a manchild. Grow up. OH also the mom has a little garden and it's really cute. And she's super buff. People try to plant shit in her garden. Makes me so mad. We can never have nice things!!!

- coraline: the movie was so cool.. the video game on the wii scared me so bad i had nightmares from the bad game over screens. But the designs were great the elements the songs the using good characters abilities into their bad character abilities UGH it was SO cool!!! i hate people that like coraline though... it's like.. idk how to describe it. there's like two types of theater people... either really really nice or seems really nice, actually a huge usually passive aggressive or control freak holier than thou smart ass who thinks they're the stem of theater because their personality is loving hamilton (i fucking hate hamilto

- hot boyz: this movie is straight ass

- king of New york: this one kinda sucked too but the secondary villain was gay and awesome

- Good Burger: i watched a blossoming boy romance in a place that sells burgers. Good burgers.

- Monster House

they survived because they had sex

-Kung fu panda all of them except maybe not the 3rd: just gorgeous gorgeous movies. The animation is stunning

- Hustle & flow: Ludacris !!!!!!!!! Acts!! He gets his ass kicked but that's ok. I think in another film he also gets his ass kicked? I can't remember tho. He loves losing

- Se7en: themed kills that play with unique abilities 🥰🥰 i don't have the patience for a murder mystery so i don't remember who did it or what was in the box and i don't cool. Seven deadly sins awesome

- Barbershop: mollusk man and preppy man should've had sex. Hate sex specifically

- that one movie? 9?: i watched it when i was little and alone. The Bara fucking dies

- Johnny English Reborn aka THE MR BEAN X DANIEL KALUUYA MOVIE IM TELLING YOU THEY HAD S*X!!!!!!@ it's actually a mainly unfunny movie with some funny parts like most older comedies but it's gay so it's ok

- encanto: i don't like encanto like Some people like encanto but it was the first movie that made me upset, I can't even Identify why?? It got me in my feelings and i don't even know!! How!! Or what!!!! I wouldn't say it's my favorite movie in terms of i want to see it again because i Like it, but it IS a good movie!! Like objectively it's great

- night at the museum: gay

- white chicks: the dancing scene? Monster high wishes it could

- cars: the purple car was so hot

- mo' better blues: so much could be solved if hate sex...

- remember the titans: football polycule and mean man

- fences: father issues . The Movie.

- into the spiderverse: yes.

- the players club: her boyfriend's name was Lance who tf is called Lance who is real? Like a real person? Lance is for GTA Lance Vance who likes to Dance. He cheated because he was always fake. Like Lance armstrong.. they are not. Real people.

- NOPE: the spectacle idea is SOOOOO

- glory road: gay people gay people gay basketball people gay

- space jam: i thought this was the coolest shit when i was little but the part where Michael's manager got flattened gave me nightmares.

Let It Shine: lord of Da Bling.....

-space jam 2: robot dame is still hot

- Get Out: I liked reading the script a lot for this one!! Also gay. Loving gay couple who survived crazy white people and coparent a tiny dog very well. A well deserved happiness

- jump in: this movie is like fat albert to me

- white men can't jump: gay couple school the system (love wins)

- Jason takes manhattan: my favorite character is on watchmojo top ten best Jason kills 😭😭 Julius gaw you should've won and i stand by that. Should've donkeykicked him in the stomach ROLL CREDITS!!!!

[norrizzandpia]

The Video (Part 2) (LN4)

Summary: They’ve taken leaked videos to a whole new level.

Warnings: its a sex tape so that, sexual conversations, language, explicit

Note: when i was trying to come up with a part 2 for the video i literally couldnt think of anything until i was half asleep and this came to me and i was like THATS IT 🤓☝🏻(part 1 is here)

TWITTER

mclarensgirly woke up today and saw “lando norris y/n y/l/n sex tape” trending and thought it was a joke so i clicked on it and GOOD GOD IT WAS NOT A JOKE

- ln4andop81 my jaw DROPPED when it surfaced

- mclarenfan22 anybody watch it??

- mclarensgirly yeah ofc who do you think i am

- ln4andop81 YES.

- f1fan2 you bet your ass i grabbed my popcorn and STUDIED that vid

- mclarensgirly i had an idea lando was dirty but BROOOOOOO

- ln4andop81 its even hotter that the camera isnt propped up somewhere its literally being filmed by lando as he goes in from the back

- f1fan2 I LITERALLY STILL CANT WRAP MY HEAD AROUND IT LIKE HIS VOICE WAS SO CLOSE TO THE MICROPHONE AND YOU COULD HEAR ALL HIS MOANS AND THE SHIT HE WAS SAYING TO HER

- mclarenfan22 “you like being fucked from behind baby?” I CEASED TO EXIST.

- ln4andop81 WHEN HE WENT FASTER AND SAID “fuck baby so tight” 😩😩😩

- f1fan2 the way he gripped her hips so he could go harder>>>>

- mclarenfan22 this video has literally altered my brain chemistry.

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y/nnn yeah ofc we have sex… look at him.

Comments:

danielricciardo HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

- landonorris shut tf up

- y/nnn let him laugh its fine im getting good dick

- danielricciardo im no longer laughing.

mclarenfan22 SHES SO REAL OMFG

Landos-lover1 slut behavior

- y/nnn stalker behavior babes, youre not his lover, i am 💋

- mclarensgirly oh how i wish to be as unbothered as her

- f1fan2 SHUT. DOWN.

landonorris this was not the planned statement we talked abt 🥲

- y/nnn planned statement my ass we were having good sex let them wish they were us

- ln4andop81 she understands the lando girlies to a level that makes me believe she once was one of us too

- y/nnn OH HELL YEAH I WAS DONT GET IT TWISTED HE WAS MY CELEB CRUSH FOR YEARS BEFORE WE STARTED DATING

- ln4andop81 BRUHHHHHH YOU MANIFESTED IT I ENVY YOU

- y/nnn THANK YOU THANK YOU I DID MY BEST

- ln4andop81 YEAH AND NOW YOURE HAVING GREAT SEX AND RUBBING IT IN EVERYONES FACES

- y/nnn THAT TRULY WAS THE GOAL.

- landonorris what just happened

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landonorris apparently the statement never mattered anyway so basically i love my girlfriend and that video was supposed to be kept between us but honestly now all yall bitches know im good in bed SO THE NICKNAME NORIZZ BETTER BE PUT. DOWN.

Comments:

carlossainz norizz will never die.

- danielricciardo norizz lives on.

- oscarpiastri norizz forevermore.

- landonorris i hate you

- y/nnn its ok baby they didnt see the tape so they dont understand

- landonorris well now they need to watch it to understand im sick AND TIRED of this

- oscarpiastri ARE YOU STUPID DID YOU JUST ASK ME TO WATCH YOUR SEX TAPE

- danielricciardo lando there is a target on your back.

- carlossainz im gonna pretend like i dont even know who you are

- y/nnn what an overwhelming no!

- landonorris 😒😒

oscarandlando4ever norizz the nickname was forgotten the first time around when the grinding vid surfaced

- f1fan2 yeah they went in for the overkill this time

mclarenfan34 yeah we def KNOW youre good in bed now dw

- mclarenfan22 “do you like it when i make your eyes roll back my love?” PROVED THAT.

- mclarensgirly “ill never get over the feeling of you fuck baby” 🤭🤭🤭

- f1fan2 *she moans his name* “yes y/n say my name baby let everyone know who makes you feel this good” I HAD TO TAKE A BREATHER

- mclarensgirly “good girl” and “youre taking me so well” HAD ME DRY HEAVING.

- ln4andop81 no but the best part of the entire vid was when she came and he moaned “yes baby ill never get tired of the feeling of you cumming around my dick like a good girl”

- y/nnn im a lucky girl ‼️

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TWITTER

mclarensgirly one month since the sex tape leaked and we FINALLY get the info from lando on HOW it got leaked

- mclarensgirly in an interview with lissie he says, “it was actually my fault. There’s a, uh, folder, if you will, on my laptop that has videos and pictures of that category which we have accumulated in the years we’ve been together. Well, anyway, i was emailing with a fan about her transaction with quadrant merch. It’s a long story but her order had been so screwed up that i had to step in and see it out myself, but, nonetheless, i was trying to attach her old receipt and new receipt to the email, but, because it was 2 AM and I was exhausted, I didn’t realize I went into me and y/n’s folder, didn’t realize I clicked and attached that video. By the time I realized what I had done, the email had already been sent. The fan never emailed me back to get her merchandise, but the next morning we [y/n and him] woke up to it being plastered on all platforms.”

- mclarensgirly he later goes on to say, “No, we weren’t that mad. I mean, yes, we were mad the fan had leaked it, but we weren’t upset it was out there. You can see us make jokes about it on our social medias. We’ve made sex jokes before and we had that other video leak a few months back, so it isn’t a shocker or touchy subject with our fans that we have sex. Yeah, the video was a lot and I’m sure made people uncomfortable, I’m sorry for that, but, at the end of the day, it’s a natural, healthy part of a relationship and we didn’t feel the need to try and cover it up.”

- ln4andop81 YOURE FORGETTING MY FAVORITE QUOTE FROM THE ENTIRE INTERVIEW WHEN HE SAYS “we have great sex! We have a great sex life! And if people know that I’m more than capable of satisfying my girlfriend in bed, then so fucking be it. Neither of us are complaining.”

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TWITTER

landonorris 2 videos leaked, nervous the others will too

- y/nnn put the GODDAMN folder on a flashdrive and give it to me PLZ. i will keep it safe

- landonorris only way ill do that is if you recreate both leaked vids with me

- y/nnn deal.

[prettyboykatsuki]

territorial woes | k. leona

✮ tags ; fem!reader (referred to as leonas woman very briefly) fluff, territorial / needy leona , he is sickly in love in this sorry they're so domestic, one singular sex joke, this is a college au so everyone is over 18 for sake of my sanity, sfw but this blog is 18+ so minors don't follow please and ty

✮ wc ; 2k (? ? ?)

✮ a /n ; im so embarassed that this is leaving my fingertips actually. i do have to clarify like... i dont rlly think leona gets jealous easily but he can be kind of childish bc he's spoiled if that makes sense lmao. i was so Plauged by this i couldnt sleep its like 4am. i took my melatonin at midnight im so sick. blame @/petrichorium i am not responsible.

✮ synopsis ; leona kingscholar is often annoyed, but not usually over something like this.

He shouldn't have come to class.

The clock on the wall is agitating. Tick, tick, tick. On repeat over and over, plainly the same and piercing. Leona is sensitive to his surroundings, and particularly to noise.

He hates loud noises and sharp cries and he hates the sound of the damn clock in Trein's classroom. He's never been a fan of the classroom setting, general lack of motivation aside. It goes against his very nature to listen to boring lectures and sit through assignments he's already done hundreds of times.

All of his education from being young royalty paid off but ultimately amounts to nothing, because if he wants to graduate he still has to do this all over again.

He's a hunter, so he's not opposed to sitting and lying in wait if there's a promise of reward at the end. If all this sitting around with a twitching ear and bored sigh would amount to anything he'd be a little less annoyed with attending.

And there was one, originally. A thing, that Leona had wanted (which he can only admit to himself begrudgingly) that was worth hauling his ass out of the peaceful botanical garden and into class today. That very thing which is currently giggling their heart out to one of those idiot freshman from the Heartslyabul dorm.

Tick, tick, tick. Leona snaps his jaw close and tears his eyes from the sight, nose scrunched in frustration with a knuckle pushed against his temple.

He wants to go back to his dorm. But he can't. He won't until he gets what he even came for.

The presence of another person alerts his senses, but he relaxes upon realizing it's Ruggie, sitting on the edge of his desk with that usual smug air about him. Leon passes him a glance but doesn't say a word.

"Somethin' troublin' you, my liege? Shyehehe."

Leona all but growls.

"Shut your trap or I'll hang you up by your tail."

"Ouch. That bothered by it, huh?"

"I'm not bothered by squat."

Ruggie laughs hard at that and Leona considers throwing him through a wall. Ruggie is also looking ahead where you at, staring a little more openly than Leona is. He whistles under his breath. He can't remember the names of the two brats, but they're always together. One of them with orange hair and the other with the short blue.

"They're pretty close with those two, yanno. Heard they were having sleep-overs and all durin' their first year.''

Leona narrows his eyes. The clock ticks on. Ruggie grins and Leona knows he should just up and leave. It's stupid to be hanging around here. It's lame that he's even looking. He should just go up there and—

"They're best friends, basically. Been like that since before you two had a thing going too. Way before that, I think."

Leona knows well enough what Ruggie is doing. What Hyena's are good at, goading his annoyance to push him to act. He's looking for a show, and Leona is nearly tempted to give him one. Nearly.

You're not the fierce type like the women back home. You probably wouldn't think twice about it, just bat your little lashes and wave your friends goodbye like the herbivore you are if he decided to drag you away. You'd pester him, follow him around while he acted moody and cold for a while before frowning.

You'd get mad at first, before huffing and saying sorry for something you didn't even do. Mumbling and poking around until Leona eventually drags you in his bed to nap instead of being outright about any of it. If his sister-in-law knew he was acting like such a kid to his woman, he'd never hear the end of it. It's that voice in his head that keeps him stuck in his chair, seething.

"Not like you to be so docile, King." Ruggie says. Leona shoots him a mean enough glare that he backs away in fear.

It's not like he's being docile. Not really. There's more to it than that.

Thing is, Leona is used to being chased. Regardless of his inferiority in birthright, he's still royalty. Royalty means plenty of people itching to get in his good graces to get a taste of the highlife. Leona is used to cheap tactics of seduction and luxury in order to earn his favor - he can smell it from away. He's always half expecting to uncover secret intentions.

It never happens. You are all by all measures, frustratingly sincere. Leona doesn't really know how to respond to it. You don't pay mind to his royalty or his ability aside from a normal amount of awe. You're an herbivore firstly, and a stranger to this world after that. Whatever traits in Leona you've latched onto, he can't wrap his head around nor does he understand.

It's the first time in his life that he's gotten into a romantic entanglement like this. Where everything is all lovey-dovey and things are so important. He's always been respectful to his women but he's never been seriously in love in his life. It's different from just being decent. He cares what you think to an extent that's unfamiliar. It's not like he'd ever fix his mouth to say all that, but it really matters that he does things the right way.

Leona doesn't usually act in self-interest, to begin with. Cocky as he may be - he's still king and kings act in the interest of his people. Regardless of what it looks like, you are part of his people. His pride, in more simple terms.

It's not being docile as much as it's an effort to show some respect for you.

Leona isn't usually jealous about petty, trivial shit. It doesn't matter to him what you do or who you do it with in your own time. He likes that you're independent, too.

He is however, a territorial apex predator and a prince. For better or for worse whenever he looks at you, all he can see is to prey animals encroaching on his territory.

That's the part of him that's raring to go. Teeth clenched and agitated, brows all drawn together in frustration. Leona wants to go back to his dorm, but he wont without what he came for. It's putting him in a bad mood.

But ultimately, he doesn't move from his spot. Ruggie leaves eventually when his mood has soured completely. His head is on the desk and he's got his eyes closed, but his ears twitched at the sound of your chair dragging on the floor.

"Can you guys walk Grimm back to the door? I'm gonna go with Leona. Thanks! See you later,"

And just like that, the classroom clears of the last nuisances occupying it. Leaving only you and Leona and that ticking clock together.

He hears you walk up to him before he sees it. Your voice is annoyingly pleasant to listen to.

"Leona? You sleeping already?"

He's starting to understand why his older brother folded at every single word that came out of his sister-in-laws mouth. He lifts his head just barely to look at you and you're looking at him all wide-eyed. He wants to tick you off a little, but can't conjure up any ideas.

"You done with those little yippin' herbivores you call friends? Can we leave now?"

You frown.

"You're in a bad mood. And don't be mean to them, they are actually my friends, you know?"

He scoffs and your frown deepens.

"Leonaaa," You drag out the syllables of his name as you stand beside him "What's wrong with you?"

He hears you pull a chair up. When he finally sits up, you're sitting directly in front of him on a chair turned backwards. There's hardly any room between you. Your face is twisted up with worry.

Leona reaches to pinch your nose. You pull away making his lips twitch upward.

"I shouldn't've came to class." He complains. You rub your nose but don't say anything back, considering him.

"I didn't think it was that bad today though. I guess it might always be for you though since you know like, everything, but I don't—"

Before you can keep going, he leans forward to press his lips to yours. It shuts you up effectively. Your lips are soft. They're sweet and a little sticky - mouth warm and welcoming.

When he pulls away, you blink at him.

"What were you sayin'." He asks.

You look a little taken aback.

"I don't know. Oh, uhm. I liked the lesson. It's fun to learn stuff about this world, I guess." You stumble over your words like you're shy. It's ironic to him, but charming all the same.

He grins.

"What? You nervous after a little kiss?" He teases.

You flush.

"You're not usually that forward, dummy. Which brings me to my question again, what's up? You're sulking."

"What the hell? I'm not sulkin'"

"Yes you are. Your doing the little nose scrunch thing too. Did something happen?"

He pushes the comment about his nose scrunch away entirely because he's sure thinking about too long is gonna get on his nerves. He glares at you for a while, debating on what he should say. Truth is, he is a little pissed. But he isn't going to tell you that your little chat with friends is making him territorial. That would be ridiculous.

There's a brief moment of silence before you pause. You tilt your head, eyes shining with curiosity.

"...Were you lonely?" You suggest.

His face drops.

"You're not the jealous type usually, but you're like a big overgrown kitty. So, you missed me right? That's why you're moping?"

The tone of your voice makes him want to pinch you again.

"Watch your mouth, herbivore." He grits, agitation rolling back into his tone like a wave. And you laugh, the nerve of you. Giggle a little as you lean in closer.

"You didn't say no."

"Shut up." He says, weakly.

"Leona," You say his name again, a little sweeter. Purposefully full of affection and he hates everything about how mushy it's making him feel. You reach your hand up to his head, petting behind his ears in the place you know he likes "I'm sorryyy,"

"Do you go 'nd tuck your tail between your legs like this for everyone? Where's your self-respect, huh?" He means to say with a lot more characteristic sarcasm.

But it all comes out gross and sweet sounding instead.

"Mm, no? It's just that my boyfriend is pretty shit at being honest about his feelings so if I don't dote on him he'll wither away like a houseplant and—"

He covers your mouth with his hand and glares at you, faux annoyed. And you're giggling against his palms, all bely laughs. It's all a little nauseating for him. He pulls away by cupping your jaw instead, squishing your face together.

"When'd you get so damn mouthy?" He grumbles.

"Since forever ago." You say through squished lips. He huffs, leaning forward to kiss you a second time. You're all soft everywhere. Squishy and mellow. Leona kisses you three times in the process, each one a little more impatient than the last before releasing you.

He doesn't let go, hand going to cup the back your neck instead. He cradles your head close, sighing against your mouth.

"Annoying," He says. You smile at him and he has to look away to deal with the intensity of it.

"You love me." You say with a smile. If only you knew the half of it.

He doesn't say that of course. Just scoffs as he stands to his feet, dragging you with him. He curls an arm around your waist, pulling you close to him. The warmth of your body makes him purr.

"In your dreams. You owe me for cuttin' into my naptime."

"What can I do for you my liege?" You say sarcastically, grabbing his hand openly. He squeezes it "You wanna take a nap with me?"

"Can't promise I'll get you in my bed and not fuck you about it." He says with a lazy chuckle. You nudge his side.

"You're so crass."

"You love me," He mocks. You huff.

"Unfortunately, I do. Could use some rest though," You yawn, and blinking blearily "So nap time it is. 'kay?"

He kisses the side of your head.

"Sounds good t'me."

[laurentdiroseti]

{Leona Kingscholar x gn/MC}

"Don't bark, my king"

Tags: dom, brat, bite, really soft violence, teasing...

After some evil siblings let Grim and you to rust in the cold, Jack offers you the opportunity to spend the night in Savanaclaw, a warm bed awaits for you hopefully?

Leona: “definetly no”.

MC: "how can you be so heartless? We helped you before".

Leona: "I wouldn't call that help and that cat can sleep with Ruggie for all I care but I won't allow humans here".

You didn't understand from where this imminent discrimination came from, after all, he has never shown it to you. What's his deal?, you wonder. As the number one stubborn person in the planet you would not give up yet. You shut the door and heard his groan in disapproval.

Leona: "what have I just said, child?". He approached menacingly in a slow peace that gave you the chills. You knew you were walking on thin ice. You took one of the sleeping bags Ruggie showed you before and put it in front of him, somehow it also was a barrier.

MC: "see, there's floor enough for me to sleep on. Just let me stay". At this point you could only beg. The moon bathed his back giving him a dark atmosphere. The moonlight was bordering his hair making it look thinner, his shoulders bulkier, his arms stuffer and his eyes brighter. Then, he oppened his mouth revealing his white fangs in a mischievous grin.

In a split of second the sleeping bag you were holding fell to the ground totally ruined by three long claw marks, which let out all the feathers it contained.

Leona: "pity, you can't sleep on the floor anymore".

That somehow turn up your brat switch. You jumped straight to his bed falling in the middle. His expression was priceless.

MC: "if I can't sleep on the floor then I'll have to use the bed". You said sarcastically kissing one of the feathers that flew next to you.

You were ready to get a kick off the room, but something was off. You couldn't see Leona's face due to the sudden darkness, but he was death quiet.

MC: "Leona? Are you all right? It was a joke, I'll get off now".

He stepped to the end of the bed and crawl his way on all four till he faced you.

MC: "Leona?"

When the moonlight appeared again you could see his face clearly. His eyes were glowing, his mouth mid open showing his fangs as he grasped air desperately. The most curious thing was that his cheeks were red. Definetly, not the expression you thought he would give you. Even though he was heavily looking at you it didn't feel like he was a menace.

Leona: "you had to be so stupid right?". He grabbed the sheets next to your head in his fist. "Do you know what this mean?" He said as he pressed his lower parts against yours. You jolt slightly when you felt how hard he was.

MC: "you are in heat?" The answer was obvious but you couldn't escape your oblivious nature.

He grinned and low his head till he was desperately breathing next to your ear.

Leona: "no, I just want to ravage you so bad you would never leave this room if I don't order so". He whispered in a croaky voice.

MC: "don't bark, my king".

Leona's heart skipped a beat after hearing you call him by his most desired title, king. You knew this weak point of his and couldn't resist to use it repeatedly while kissing his cheek.

Leona: "stupid child... Stop it or I'm gonna lose my patience".

MC: "didn't know you have that".

Tired of your comebacks he turned you face down on the bed and left you facing the shattered sheets he grabbed before. At the same time, he took you by the neck and pressed you down the bed. Hate to break it to you, but you couldn't move. His weight was pressing your lower back while his hand made sure you couldnt lift your head.

You felt one finger move from your nape to the end of your back, making his way inside your shirt and returning to the starting point, leaving your back in plain view. He enjoyed watching you twitch by the cold breeze softly caressing your back. But your twitches stopped abruptly when you noticed his hair laying down as his wet lips left a gentle kiss in the middle of your back.

Nonetheless, in an instant his fangs were tearing your skin, while his lips and tongue sucked the surrounding area. When he finished his work he groaned as he contemplated the results.

Leona: "enough of being nice, you entered the lion's den".

---[Part 2]

[thanks to my friend Moon who gave me this scenario idea]

[nagitoshopejar]

A show of the ages

Summary: Velvettes show has gone wrong and her adopted dad decided to help calm her down

THIS IS A PLATONIC PAIRING

“Fuck off Vox!” The youngest of the vees was throwing her usual tantrum when one of her shows wasn't going to plan, or at least the preparations before it. There was a problem. Velvette’s models were not to be seen. “Vox go find them!” 

“Velvette dear, you know what chasing bitches does for our reputation.” The TV inquired, “we have a reputation to keep. Find someone else. There's more demons here my love.” 

Velve, looking as if she was about to tear up, who knows if she was gonna cry at all, it wasn't typical of her to be teary eyed but through all the stress of the show it wouldn't be too crazy. She always manages to save her show whether that means making someone fix it or doing it herself. Right now it seems like she doesn't have a way for the show to go on. Her normally clean dressing room had clothes and props scattered about the floor in Pink haired demons onslaught and fit of rage.

“Listen my dear, I’m sure we can find someone. Perhaps we should tell your fans the truth. We could put out a contest to see who would be a new model, our ratings may go up.”

“Shut up Vox! Is everything about ratings and stuff to you?” The youngest, face turning red just as much as her hair started sputtering insults, “Help me for real or I’ll unplug your moth attracting life support you old ass ornery bitch!” Velvette while her tone was getting louder had Vox trying to calm her down.

“Velvette, calm down please we will find a way.” Vox was unsettlingly calm with his usual trademark grin plastered anywhere there was marketing.

“Vox I swear to god you are no help to you and your big dumb stupid tv head like you're supposed to be modern tech and you're old but no smarts and you're not wise. It's any wonder why anyone would even trust in our brands with a face not matching a personality or smarts like yours!” Velvette was going on about this forever even closing her eyes tight to make it seem as if she was serious.

“The time spent yelling and insulting me could be spent solving this little conundrum of yours, Velvy.” Velvette hated it when he called her by that name. Yea they had the father daughter bond of a blood family but that doesn't mean he could just call her by that name whenever he wants to.

“Don't call me that you fuckwad.” she muttered loudly enough for Vox to hear while giving him a death glare of the century. “If you're not going to help then you need to leave.”

“But Velve my dear I am. I heard your loud noises and thrashing and now… your mess on the floor. I am here to help you so just work with me here.” Velve huffed still eyes locked on the older of the two not moving an inch from her spot.

“Vox, leave. Now. NOW.” 

“Now, is that any way to speak to your dad, young lady?” Vox cocked an eyebrow with an ear to ear grin.

This set Velve off on a tangent, “you, of all people are not my dad. You couldnt even care for a fucking cat, a goldfish if you wanted to, what makes you think you take care of me? You’re old, ugly, not good for nothing piece of shit just some side piece of A-” in her incessant rambling you could see Vox with a sinister, almost mischief grin, he had a plan and was gonna put it to good use. Velve in her onslaught of insults stops mid sentence and simply drops to the ground in giggles.

“Vohohoox what are yohoho doingggg?” she whines trying to suppress her giggles like a river to a beaver dam.

“You are not behaving. Clearly I can't ground you but I can tickle you.” He walked up nice and close to her face to just mention what was happening, “you don't know this but I have little electric bolts that I can use to humble someone with mere giggly antics. You could call it a tickle ray, and we could sell it!” Vox was not excited about his new VoxTech idea but first he had to deal with the little lady who thinks she can disrespect her dad. “Shall I crank it up a notch?” 

“VohoHOHOX” of course she couldn't be belittled to begging so she just yelled at the modern man not that she did want it stop “NOHOHOHOHO OHO MY GOHOHOD!” her now ball of giggles was simply melted into a puddle of giggles as Vox kneeled down beside her.

“Maybe this will make you think twice before insulting me.. Velvy.” he snickered, dragging his pointy claw down from the forearm to the hollows to spider along Velves pit.

“NOHOHOT THEHERE PLEASE IM BEHEHGGING YOUHUHU.” 

“Awww is the little Velvy ticklish? Just a wittle sensitive? But y'know, if you don't want here I could always move to another spot.” Vox slowly trailed his finger down to her hips with her trying to squirm away from his tickly claw. Note that he's working with one hand, the rest is his tickle ray. Velve was clawing, grabbing at his hand but wasn't pushing it away.

“SHUHUHUT UHUHUP- AGH!” The little lady was surprised by the sudden squeeze on her most ticklish area. “NOHOHOT THEHEHEHERE EITHERRR AHAHAHAH VOOHOHOHOHO PLEEHE!” She couldn't create full sentences quite at the moment as the TV head started using both his hands to squeeze her hips.

“You know, I haven't heard you ask me to stop or made any real effort to stop me.”

Velve was blushing like a maniac, her face red and hot from the embarrassment and laughing so much. “SHUHUT UP OHOLD MAHAN!” She was thrashing all over knowing full well she did enjoy it.

“But if you want me to stop all you have to do is apologise for insulting me.”

Through her laughter she spit out sentences mangled with words that sounded like she would never apologise even if part of it was her liking this attention and bond with her adopted dad you would never catch THE Velvette apologising. “VOHO- NOHOH- NEVEHRHRR PLEEAHAHHAHA.”

“Well then, I guess I have to keep going.” The taller figure liked the bonding like this as well. They both needed a let loose kind of activity to bond to and this was just it. Vox was enjoying tickling her just as much as Velvette was enjoying receiving it. Her smile was a genuine one, not one of forced due to the scene going on in front of them.

Eventually in the screaming laughter of the overlords Vox relented when it seemed as if she had enough and calmed down.

The TV smiling down at her, offered her a hand to help her up. Velvette, who was all giggly still from the ghost tickles, took the offer trying to stand. “By the way, the electricity might last a few extra minutes.” Vox mentioned with one last smirk on his face. “Now then my dear, why don't I be the model. I will even let you put make-up on me and dress me in pretty clothes if it makes you happy.” 

Velve with an honest and gently happy look for the first time, then had a look of astonishment, “really? Why didn't you mention that you old rag before doing that?” 

And with a soft demeanour Vox had replied looking at the littler one with much content, “you look like you could've used it you were too tense. You need to remember our reputation. I can't have you running around making us look like we lost control.” 

That night Vox put on his best performance in a dress to make his daughter a happy one.

[frogserotonin]

pining- lucy carlyle x fem!reader

a/n: written in less than an hour at 11:30pm(beware) hints of locklyle

alsooo before anyone’s like ‘mars whats w ur obsession with heartfelt love confessions?’ whatttt??? me??? a fan of big confessions??? noooooo, couldnt be, must be a different mars, surely…

warnings: so ooc, unedited, cringe

Lucy stormed into your shared room, falling backwards onto your mattress and letting out a pained groan.

“I hate men.” She lamented, rolling over to her side so she could pout at you. You raised an eyebrow at her from over your crossword and slowly lowered the newspaper.

“What’d he do this time?”

“Ugh, what didn’t he do! He showed up twenty minutes late to the date he asked me on, tells me its my fault, made stupid comments about my appearance-which was so fucking low, even for him-and casually told me how lucky I was to be with him!” Her fingers thread in her hair and she pulled at it before sighing and running her hands down her face. “I told him that I was ending everything, and he got all sad and shit.”

A hiss of disgust finds its way through the gaps in your teeth and you reach out to rub circles on her shoulder. She leans into your touch, a grateful smile gracing her lips.

“I’m sorry Lu, he was a dick and nothing he said was true at all. You’re gorgeous and deserve so much. Good on you for dumping him.”

She looks a mess right now, and yet she’s never been more beautiful, and you feel yourself slip further into yourself and you’re never going to tell her how you feel because you’re not her type.

Her type is tall, brooding, funny and mysterious. Her type is Anthony Lockwood. While she wallows in woeful denial however, her type is assholes who refuse to see that Lucy Carlyle should be treated with nothing but the deepest care, love and affection.

“I love you Y/N, you’re so nice to me.” Her eyes were closed but she her lips were curled into a soft smile. “I don’t know what I did to deserve you, but it must’ve been impressive.” Her head was in your lap, and her eyes were open now, staring into yours. Your fingers traced lines through her hair and she hummed, allowing her eyes to shut again. She looked so at peace, you couldn’t help the words you spoke gently to her.

“I love you like I love the way the sun feels on my skin when the weather feels magical. I love you shameful amounts, but only a fool would be ashamed to love you. I love you the way the sky loves the earth. If I were to be faced with returning you from the Underworld, I’d inevitably fail because to take my eyes off of you, is to take my heart away. You are a forever burning flame, in the hearth of the gods. You’re chaos and order, generous warmth and scalding comfort. I have never met anyone like you and I never will, because you’re so tragically wonderful and you deserve everything you could ever want and desire.”

You clench your eyes closed, tighter than you’d ever before, awaiting an end to the silence.

Maybe her pushing you away in disgust at your confession of unrequited devotion and worship.

The sound of her even breaths prompt your eyes to crack open and your heart shatters, then remakes itself.

She is asleep.

[emmacreatures]

A SUDDEN FLIGHT

A fun inbetween story of Ter'ran and Lyle Wainfleet. This story is one before they bond or get any serious behavior to each other. But tension though👁👄👁 Enjoy!

"Alright, we're gonna need to go. Ka'am, you come with me. Ter'ran, Mansk and Wainfleet, you go east, search the place in case jake and his bat shit crazy wife leave any tracks" Quaritch said demanding, as everyone got ready to go.. Ter'ran was ready to get his direhorse, but all the sudden realized.. East was towards the waters. Lyle got ready as he grabbed his guns and nessesities, seeing Ter'ran be slow as heck. "Come on Ter'ran. We dont want to be the slowest group thanks to your ass" Lyle mocked him as he smirked, seeing Ter'ran actually somewhat struggle hiddenly. "Shut up Lyle, you're by far worse" he said as he didnt even have a good comeback on the man's sentences this time. It didnt take long before Lyle, even with his only two braincells realized something was off with him. "Whats the matter? You seem very held back" Lyle said as he actually could be caring, but it was a rare sight. He'd been 'baby-sitting' Ter'ran for he at first was one of their prisoners, but he seemed to become casual sooner than they expected.. The two so happened to match on a lot of levels.. They fought all the time, luring each other out, but the rest could swear they saw they became each other's weaknesses.. And therefor, Lyle cared a bit when he saw the man struggle which was a first today.

"why are you like that? You dont travel by ikran?" Lyle asked with a huge frown for Ter'ran almost hissed of annoyance, he felt vulnerable and hated it to death. "Wh?? What are you scared or something. Isnt this part of like a na'vi life?" Lyle said as he saw a glare from Ter'ran come up to him. "Feeling cocky are we Wainfleet?" before he sighed. "i'm called ter'ran for a reason. Family predicted it." "And you mean by that?" "You fucking Skxaung" Ter'ran said before crossing his arms. "Ter'ran pretty much means ground. i like the ground. I find my flow and comfort in any animal to ride on the damn ground. Ikran's never worked for me.." "What.. Are you afraid of heights? You cant be actually serious. I've only been a na'vi for a few months now-" "If you start bragging about yourself again I'll make sure your nose will shape into a different way" Ter'ran said as he felt threatened. It never came to it that he was needed to fly.. Not only that, but since ikran's never worked out for him, he didnt even have one. "LYLE. Hurry up, we have to go" Mansk said who barely ever said a word, making Lyle who wanted to mock Ter'ran until he couldnt breathe anymore, sigh as he rolled his eyes.

"Listen. It might not sit right with you, but thats bull that we can't use right now. it would be best to move fast by ikran" Lyle said as he noticed Ter'ran flatten his ears. "Just go." "Oh not so easy buttercup." The man said as he walked right up to Ter'ran. holding his own sides as he looked at the man, confident but almost dangerous. "you heard Quaritch. It was me, mansk AND YOU. You're coming with us." Lyle said as he grabbed the man's arm, pulling him outside as his ikran sat ready. Mansk was ready as well.. For they had to hurry. "Didnt that stupid brain of yours realize that in order for me to join you guys on this, I NEED an ikran. I cant catch up with the direhorse" Ter'ran said as he pulled himself loose, glaring. "You dont scare me. Try harder. And look. guess its your lucky day, you're coming with me" Lyle said as he finally got the hint to Ter'ran. "No fucking way. Forget it" Ter'ran said as he tried to stand his ground, but Lyle wasnt having it. "Too bad. I aint taking no for an answer and we got our orders. Might as well try to make yourself useful for once" he said mocking but pulling Ter'ran firmly along.. Eventually having managed to convince him to get on the ikran. Even the ikran itself at first hissed at him angrily.. Making Ter'ran just be so done with it. "Cant you even SEE he's disagreeing" Ter'ran said as Lyle had already gotten onto the ikran.. "you're such a little bitch, Common." Lyle said for Ter'ran swallowed but glared at the way he was called, which made him eventually try to seem powerful, getting on with help of Lyle who reached out to him to pull him on there.. "I hate you so much right now" Ter'ran said, as manly as he may seemed, the slight submissive energy finally showed with his fears.

"oh.. So normally you dont?" Lyle smirked before telling the Ikran to start flying as they almost already fell behind on schedule.. For Lyle noticed Ter'ran was absolutely uneasy.. "You'll hate me more because of this I'm sure, but for now.. Try and calm the hell down" Lyle said as he controlled the ikran perfectly, but noticed the scared shitless na'vi infront of him, holding onto the ikran for dear life. "You're almost making the ikran uneasy buttercup." He said with a mocking way, but decided to wrap his arm from behind around Ter'ran, giving him a steady hold.. Lyle almost felt the man shiver despite he didnt say anything.. Pulling him more to himself to show he really wouldnt let him fall or feel frightened.. Despite Ter'ran wouldnt like to admit it. "Just hold onto me" Lyle eventually said quite serious, feeling Ter'ran immediately just held onto the arm that was wrapped around his waist from behind, holding him strong. "You absolute asshole" Ter'ran said after a while, almost hearing the man smirk widely while laughing, for Lyle smirked more confidently indeed. The strong hands of Ter'ran holding his arm almost gave him a boost.. Some confidence boost. Something he couldnt place yet, for all the two usually did was be in each other's business, slam each other's faces in, and get daily bruises from just fighting each other all the time..

For once this was a somewhat gentle approach, maybe because Ter'ran was out of it today due his fear.. Which made Lyle feel a lot more stronger today.. Since he was ontop of this, the 'leader' for a bit.. The winning one of the day. It gave his dumb ego an even bigger boost.. Liking to play with it alot.. For messing with Ter'ran turned out to be a tradition he liked to keep up. But this sudden closure, almost seemed like it was normal for them. Making Lyle play with it a bit. "Not so big in words are we now blue monkey?" Lyle mocked for Ter'ran glared "If I could hit you right now I would" "I mean you technically can, but we dont really have much ground beneath us.." Lyle just kept on mocking, feeling the grip on Lyle's arm tightened.. For Ter'ran really hated the air. Ter'ran couldnt really focus on even mocking him back.. For he tried to stop looking down, for they were high up in the air. Lyle sensed the man's tense energy, just deciding to have a conversation with him after a bit, without too much mocking.

"You know, after this.. how about we get you your ikran. That way I wont have to always carry you along like a baby" Lyle said for Ter'ran glared over his shoulder. "Next time I'll dissapear into the damn woods and you will NOT be able to find me" Ter'ran said as he sounded angry, for Lyle just went in on it "Have you seen me? Of course I'll find you, and I'll get your ass back to the RDA. You wont be able to get rid of us so soon" Lyle said as Ter'ran grunted. "did you even listen to a word I said.." The man said, coming back on the ikran part, shaking his head. "Literally. why do you think I dont have one. Your two braincells dont seem to register. This shit isnt for me" Ter'ran said slightly mocking, just holding on lyle's arm for dear life. "You do realize you're talking to a man who knows how to handle a sniper." Lyle said rather braggy, but in a way that might make Ter'ran think about stuff. "By all means, I can trenqualize the animal if it would be too much for you".

"Since when do you even want to help?? You just dont want to share the ikran with me huh.. and besides that. That's full against eywa. Thats cheating" Ter'ran said as he looked over his shoulder, seeing Lyle frown at Ter'ran. "and that would bother you? You've been dodging rules the second I met you and this would stop you?" Lyle said challenging, seeing Ter'ran looked him angry in the face, but he noticed this doubt. "You're not getting the whole deal. Its not just getting the thing, I need to ride it, control it. I'm telling you this is just NOT it, stop goddamn bothering me about it" Ter'ran said for Lyle hummed. "You just have to tell the bitch what to do. It aint science. If I, a recent 'born' navi can do it, you can too" The man said almost kind, making Ter'ran make use of it. "so you're admitting you're an absolute idiot" Ter'ran smirked once, before he noticed Lyle moving the Ikran more firm. "dont make me turn loops with this thing" he said as he noticed Ter'ran kept his mouth shut. Lyle just watched the man's posture, seeing he still was nervous despite the reassurance of Lyle. It seemed to be a big fear. It was a surprise for lyle too. Ter'ran was like one of the manliest people he had met so far, and seemed to fit along the RDA group more them well.. So this was a surprise.

"You know what, Fine.. Sucks for you then, you'll just have to stick with me when we're gonna fly" the man said, holding Ter'ran better before having to turn to go more east.. Ter'ran swallowed as he felt nervous feeling the ikran turn so to the side, and yet he somehow felt more secure with the man holding him. It was an odd stupid feeling, since they always pestered each other.. and now, somehow Lyle was almost protecting him.

[coolkidstuffsblog]

misty in her feels.

misty x nat lmao ( i hc misty has bpd so stfu )

misty couldnt even fucking believe it, she was all alone again "fucking hate this shit!" she slams her hand down on the table.

she freaks the bird out making him screech "please shut up." she felt tears beginning to form, but he kept screaming "SHUT THE FUCK UP!" she yells as she covered her ears.

tears ran down her face as she sobbed quietly, she lifted her head to see the post it note on a pill bottle 'take ◡̈' she frowned at that.

she bit down on her lip close enough to draw blood, she covered her face as she took off her glasses trembling.

she felt a hand on her shoulder, she jerked her shoulder off the hand "misty?" nat..it was nat "i came to see how you were feeling..cuz ya know..why not." misty grit her teeth as she didnt turn to face natalie "misty?" she reached her hand and laid it there "hey are you-" mitsy turned "DONT YOU FUCKING TOUCH ME!" she yelled in natalies face "woah misty..hey." misty began to sob as her lip trembled, she could barely see her glasses were off and tears were in her eyes.

"why are you here." misty walked to the sink grabbing the pills and a cup "oh..well i came to see you." misty filled the cup with water and downed two pills "hey..chill out." natalie began walking towards her "do not..get closer." misty growled "oh and i came for the 300 bucks too." misty frowned "is that all you care about?" nat looked up "you just use me for something stupid, like murder, cases and money..but my question is." she smiled "what do you want from me natalie." misty stared at her.

her face was unreadable, natalie stood shocked.

that was the first time misty used her name..fully.

this was serious then, very serious.

misty began bitting down on her lip "nat..please just go..im a mess right now." she placed her trembling hand on her forehead.

natalie shook her head "im not gonna leave you misty." misty frowned "YOU ARE GOING TO LEAVE ME! EVERYBODY LEAVES ME" she yells as she gripped her own hair "I HATE YOU!" she yelled once again before stopping in her tracks looking at natalie.

"im sorry.." she went over to natalie "i didnt mean that..im sorry." she began shaking "im sorry..please forgive me." natalie shook her head "i hate you too." misty shook her head "you dont mean that nat." misty smiled nervously "please say you didnt mean that!" she tugged on her collar "NAT!" she yelled as tears streamed down her face "i meant it." misty pushed natalie back with such force, she could've fallen, misty began to whimper "you dont mean that.." misty turned her back towards nat.

she sobbed quietly "misty.." misty turned around "im sorry.." natalie walked towards her "can i give you a hug?" she opened her arms before misty scooped her up tight "im sorry.." she whispered.

she hugged her tighter before natalie muttered "i love you." misty's face flushed before she looked up "what was that?" "nothing..just ignore it."

natalie kept hugging misty before some body barged in, natalie pushed misty behind her and aimed the gun at the door "hey you were taking to-" shauna looked at them "jesus christ shauna! you scared misty." natalie said as she put her gun in her pocket "well..lets get the fuck outta here huh?" misty smiled up at her before nodding "ofcourse." misty smiled up at shauna before the lady left.

misty turned at natalie and pressed a kiss on her cheek before pulling away "i love you too nat." she smiled as natalies ears and face turned red "meet you in the car!" she giggled and ran off.

"im in trouble arent i." nat said face-palming, caligula squeals as if agreeing with her.

[hamsterlanza]

Homestuck Fankid OC Loredump ...

Betty Mariot/Marion (? i change it on occasion) 19 years old Witch of Doom Chumhandle: CA / CynicalAsshole She's just a huge edgelord. You could expect to see her on edtwt (though she isnt disordered), shtwt, goretwt, etc. U can find her on reddit, twitter, n 4chan. for sure. probably modding some discord servers too. She isnt exactly racist/homophobic/etc, she just says a lot of slurs, mostly for ragebait and reactions. She's supposed to be really pretty ... dont know if my artstyle shows that greatly but thats how shes written. She has a sort-of god complex? She really just thinks she's the only one who exists/matters, everyone else is worthless. Lacks empathy. I would say that those beliefs came from the fact she was homeschooled since she was 13 but a lot of her problems are just brain-chemistry she was born with/developed at an early age. Scarring/sh is her favorite form of body-modification, if you couldnt tell. she thinks its gorgeous. Pale skin, light blonde, green eyes ... speaking of her scars, heres all of them and what theyre from!:

Thought it would be fun if she was somewhat "immortal" ... just, like, she keeps coming back. (kinda like dirk??? idk.) because of her being an awful, manipulative, self-centered person ... all of the other players in her session hate her tremendously. 2 of them have killed her before, 1 of which cant stand her being gone so they were stuck killing her n bringing her back for a little while. that person was her girlfriend ! (nonbinary, but still "girlfriend") who she had a very toxic relationship with. because betty is a stereotypical abusive partner... oh, and also, due to betty and her gf originally being from an unfinished roleplay, mistakes happen and they were canonically together before we realized her gf was 17. so betty is really winning problematic bingo. Anyway, her gf was the one who killed her the 1st and 3rd time, while another person sliced her in half ...

her and her gf after they killed her for the 1st time. instant regret. ever get so sick of ur gfs suicide threats and manipulative nature u stab her in the stomach and fucking murder her? yeah well now u know how it is to be this guy. wanting her to just shut up for a second and then being like "baby no i didnt mean it!" bring her back to life . decapitate her l8er, though... bring her back 2 life again.. yk how it is. backstory shit; nothing special she was just picked on by boys in school cause she had "massive" tits. probably got groomed online. tried to off herself at 13 (due to delusions, not the bullying or grooming stuff) and failed so she was in a psych ward for 3 days before her single rich stoic father took her out and switched her into homeschooling. She never got diagnosed with anything (besides just general depression?) because she was too young for anyone to be sure. just "yeah she definitely has problems." and was probably put on some antidepressants. She doesnt take them, feeds them to her pets when she's bored and they end up dying usually. She's basically just a complete shut in/ hikikomori / whatever ... she never leaves her house, or hell even her room. trash everywhere. she stinks, showers 1-3 times a month and doesnt brush her hair. oh, also she hasnt CUT her hair since she was like 13, its overgrown from her scene yeemo phase... OKOK sorry for long infodump. i rlly like this stupid little character i have and uhhh felt like telling the internet about her. tell me if shes cool . tell me if shes cringe . share opinions . thx

[ex-tricate]

Im sitting in this stupid fucking room surrounded by memories I feel like im drowning in, memories that used to make me happy memories that used to fill me with love and joy now leave a hollow space in my heart in my body in my chest and it aches, it feels permanent and I feel scared and alone, im sitting in this stupid fucking room that we painted together and laughed and spent so many of our early nights in, the room that you helped my decorate, the room that I held you in when you were sick, the room that was covered with photos of us and notes from you god the fucking notes I read them and want to scream and cry you loved me and I fucked this all up I ruined everything and now im here sleeping in this stupid fucking room im alone and youre on the other side of the house and your room is where our room used to be but youve made it your own, you said that helps you feel better to decorate a room to use it as a distraction I couldnt feel more opposite I cant decorate this room because youre in the walls youre in every memory when I shut my eyes I cannot stop thinking about the heart you drew on my wall, I look at it and my heart aches such a small thing that has left a huge hole in my chest. we said this was for the best, that taking space is necessary but ive been here before and I dont want to make this space my space I want it to be our space like it was but it never will be again and for that id rather be dead. you came and asked me how it was going and I said I would rather die i'll admit that was dramatic but how could it not be when im in this room the room you helped me pick out the color to paint and im putting away every photo of us every note youve written me into a box and then having to take our vows and put them in a safe space because you shattered the frame and I read them and I cry and cry and cry and cry i hate it here in this stupid fucking room without you

[amaribelt]

not done not proofread or anything and i might scrap the whole eding im so tierd my brain isnt thinking well so far but this is just a part of the wip

The ballroom door was the only thing keeping the light classical music from spilling out into the hall and with each step the music grew louder with Vils heels clicking on the polished wooden floor, he outstretched his hand before looking back at Epel before pushing open the ballroom door. Epel took some quick and hasty steps following Vil inside and quickly closing the door behind him he hated that he had to do this. His eyes were met with a tall figure one arm outstretched toward him and Vil the other one following the same direction as their leg hung in the air. Long legwarmer covered their legs almost meeting the hem of their shorts the sweater and the slightly messed up ponytail were probably enough to give Vil a heart attack but to Epels shock all he did was give a small round of applause.

“That was lovely Sable-san, was that fourth?” their head shot up as they hastily brushed their bangs out of their face their cheeks were slightly red as they approached us “oh! Vil-san your here early but yes that was a fourth position arabesque.. i'm surprised you remembered” the last part came out no louder than a mumble as they looked at the purple haired boy. Vil let out a small chuckle “considering how much you scolded me about the improper form i dont think id ever forget, none of my lessons seem to be getting though with him so im hoping some ballet lessons with you might finally get though to him” sable nodded their head taking in every inch of Epel with a smile “id be glad to help Vil-san, Duckie and I will do our very best” he clapped his hands together as the second boy walks towards the white haired beastman. Vil simply smiled as he started walking out of the room “play nice” his voice was coy as he took a final step out ot of the room and shut the door. 

The two approached the shorter boy taking in every detail although his PE uniform is not preferred ballet attire it will do for now, “Epel right? Im assuming you have no ballet experience so please make this easy and follow along theirs a reason why i don't teach children”  sable took his hand dragging him to the middle of the floor and sat down, epel hesitantly sat down across from him looking at down at the ground. The black haired boy sat next to Epel forming something reminiscent of a triangle feathers adorned his head almost like a halo, they were definitely pretty and it made sense on why they are in pomefiore. “So were gonna start off with some stretches, i dont expect you to be as flexible as us but put in some effort Duckie will be helping you with some of them” duckie waved at epel with a slight smile before looking back at sable. 

Even when Epel would follow the stretches to the best of his ability he couldnt help but feel frustrated he couldnt touch his toes with the hamstring stretches and both of them practically folded with that stupid pidgin stretch, but the side straddle seamed to frustrate him the most as dark haired boy gently pushed on his back. Even though he knew over stretching could lead to further injury he couldnt help but feel he was getting treated like the fragile boy many others viewed him as even if he tried to shove it to the back of his mind it was annoying. The fact that Sable-san was so good at something he didnt even care about was frustrating as he couldnt even seem to understand why someone would put some much effort into ballet of all things. By the time they finally left the floor and made his way over to the Barr sables smile was gone and replaced with a slightly stern expression.

“So! Where going to start with a Plie in first position, to get in first position put your heels together with your feet pointed out. For now just focus on my legs and copying that movement then we can work on piecing the arm movement with the leg movement, just bend your legs for me”  the bunny beastman bent their legs a little bit their arm movie gracefully from the front of their body to the side, Duckie copied aswell a slight bend of the knees and graceful arm movement. Epel tried to copy their movement but a small squeak left his mouth as he couldnt seem to mimic their movement and keep his feet on the ground. Duckie turned to him with the most reassuring smile he could have musted up “i-its okay its bound to happen your first time, just keep on following our lead your doing great epel-san.” 

 Sable kept throwing out a bunch of terms at him with pretty simple movements they all seamed to drag on into the next with some being harder than what he would like to admit. From Grande Plies to Degage and tendu they all seemed tedious and could have put him to sleep if it wasnt for Sable and Duckie snapping him back to reality whenever it was time to change legs or try something new. From the little he knew about ballet none of this was the frilly costumes and big jumps this all was slow he couldnt understand why someone would devote themselves to this in the first place.

Time seemed to drag on until Epel finally got a break from the mindless chore that was learning another position or doing another leg kick with a fancy smanshy name with sable and duckie trying to learn more about him by dragging him into another conversation. He hesitantly sat on the floor but the way sable sat criss cross apple sauce and leaned in to limit the space was a little endearing. “Sooo!~ Whats the deal with you epel” Sable kept dragging out certain parts of his words as his ears moved down almost wacking duckie. Epel could feel his face flush a bit as he looked away from him choosing to look  at duckie instead “um,, my deal,, i guess im just not into all that frilly dainty stuff” even though he tried to tone down the reason hes not exactly on Vils good side the sable desperately tried to hold back a laugh. They covered their mouth with one hand and brushing away small tears with the other before looking at duckie. 

“D-duckie do you remember how much Vil flipped out with some of the first years last year- Oh Oh or how much he flipped out when he found out what i did to my uniform”  duckies face seemed to light up as he too started laughing too. “Im surprised hes being this hard on you for not being the biggest fans of frills he almost killed us when he found out we were dying our school ties in a pot we stole from the kitchen”  sable and duckies laughter was honestly contagious and if they all hadent ment over the fact hes being forced to do ballet of all things they would be good help if he ever needed it from someone other than vil.

[babyfacedscum]

I want to cut myself so bad. I want to stop eating. I want to kill myself. Im very tired of being alive and I hate being perceived by other people. I fucking stupid and obnoxious and weird and I genuinely don’t understand how anyone can stand to be around me. The one person that was supposed to be in my life forever doesn’t seem to really give a shit whether im around or not and I guess its easy for her because she just found a replacement. I guess as long as you have your token Mexican that you can leech even an ounce of culture from youre good right? Because I mean Hispanic guys just desperately want to fuck you right? So as long as you keep one around to enable your dumbass behavior, you can do whatever you want! And its clearly not me, because you couldnt be fucking bothered to make any time for me or even for a second make an attempt to remember a single fucking thing I tell you. As long as its on your schedule thats all that matters and im only important to you when you get fucking bored I guess??? Why else are you asking to hang out with me? Pity? Because you feel like you hav some kind of obligation? Because when we did hang out all we did was sit there and then you tried to get me high an hour before I had to leave. And its funny to you I guess? That I don’t have to take hit after hit just to get high? Maybe because im actually trying to do something with my life and I don’t have the fucking privilege to just sit around getting high 24/7. Maybe this is why people hate me. Im too much. I do too much. I talk too much. I need to stop. I need to calm down and be quiet and probably just finally kill myself and save everyone from having to be around me. I don’t even want to be around me I cant imagine how other people feel when they have to deal with me. I always feel like im doing something wrong. Like what im supposed to be doing is right there but I just cant figure it out because im so fucking stupid. What’s wrong with me? What did I do wrong. Where did I make the first mistake and is there literally anything I can do to fix it? I mean ive been fucking annoying my entire fucking life so maybe if I just shut the fuck up for once it would help. I don’t think I want to eat anymore. I don’t even want to be a person. I don’t want to be in this body. I feel like im falling apart. Like this body wasn’t supposed to exist. I wasn’t supposed to exist. Something went wrong. Something just isnt right and I don’t know how to fix it. No I do. I know how to fix it and its just shutting the fuck up and not being the way I am. Or the easier answer is just killing myself but I know im too much of a coward to do it. I want to make myself throw up so bad. I feel so gross for eating and i just want to puke it up. I shouldn’t have asked mommy to bring me food. I shouldn’t have eaten that. I wish I could pull my organs out. I don’t know what that would do but I feel like it would do something. I want to pull out my tongue and claw out my eyes and just kill myself. I want to die so badly. What’s the point of being alive when no one fucking likes you and nothing ever goes right. Im such a piece of shit and I don’t deserve to be alive. Im taking up too much space and doing too much all the time. I don’t know why people pretend to like me. They should have never tried to be my friends because now I know they just feel like they cant get rid of me. They’re my friends but im not theirs. I know people hate me. I hate me. I don’t blame them. Why cant I just stop existing. Im so tired. Im so over it. I don’t want to do this anymore. Im sorry. Just tell me what to do and ill fix it I promise. Im sorry

[bbybaku]

cranky no nut november boyfriend shigaraki

yes i know its july. 

1.8 k words 

slow burn but there is smut 

warnings: angry shig, humiliation, degrading, oral (fem recieving), use of vibrator, shoes on bed, angst, fluff, mentions of masturbtion

your boyfriend, tomura shigaraki, had made a bet with his friends, about who could last the longest during no nut november.

you thought a month wouldn’t be that bad, right? you guys could handle it.

the first few days were nothing. you two were busy and didnt think that much of it. 

but the first weekend shiggy had invited you over to watch a movie. which was usually code for “let’s fuck”

you went over to his apartment, about 20 minutes into the movie you slipped your hand under the blanket, feeling around for his cock.

“hey” he said softly but irritated as he picked up your hand and moved it.

“what? we always-“ you asked

“i’m taking this month seriously, i can eat you out or something but we cant, you cant” he said

 you were not expecting him to take it this seriously.

you knew your boyfriend he never took anything seriously? why did he have to take this stupid month seriously.

“well, do you want?” he asked as he ran his fingers over your clothed clit.

“no let’s just hang out tonight” you said.

“okay” he said then kissed you on the head and pulled you into his lap.

you could feel his erection. but you knew you had to ignore it. 

week 2 was easy because shigaraki was out of town for a work trip.

you didn’t know how he was doing it. no sex was one thing, but not even masturbating?

you had been touching yourself every day to the thought of him, the pictures you had of him and sometimes 

the movies you had made together.

the night he got back he came straight to your apartment.

he looked pale.

you went in for a hug, but he pushed you away.

“no” he snapped “ i just wanted to see you”

you gulped “oh okay”

you cooked dinner and he told you about the trip.

the space between your thighs ached the entire evening.

you asked him to stay the night but he said he no.

and he left. 

it was day 15. you needed him. your hand could only do so much. you couldnt do what he could do. he knew your body better than you did. 

you texted him to hang out. 

the two of you got coffee then made out in the car. 

his mouth tasted so good. your body presses against the console, arms around his neck. the kiss starting equal but he very quickly shoved his tongue in your mouth. he took your jaw in his hand and held your face while his tongue circled yours. you sucked on his bottom lip. his hand found your tit. your hand found his crotch. 

shigaraki instantly pulled away, he was pissed “how many fucking times do i have to tell you no?” 

you sighed “im sorry i just-” 

he pushed his hair out of his face and took your jaw in his hand again. “look at me. i want to be inside of you so bad. i think about you all the time. i love you so much but we just cant right now.”

 his tone made you want him even more. it was embarrassing how hot you got  when he was irritated. and he knew it. 

“i hate this stupid challenge” you said through his grip on your jaw. 

“do you want to be like that?”  he talked down to you with a smirk.

“we can always go back to my apartment, and work on your attitude” he said letting go of your face and grabbing the gear shift. 

you had soaked through your panties a while ago. you were excited but knew you wouldnt be filled up the way you wanted to be. 

the drive to shiggys apartment was agonizing. the sexual tension was higher now than it was on your first date. it felt like you were getting stopped at every red light, the car in front of you was always going slow. and both of you were sweating. 

he had one hand rubbing your thigh and the other on the steering wheel, except at stops when he would run it through his shaggy hair. when he finally got to his apartment complex the two of you practically sprinted inside. 

“elevator?” you asked pressing the up button repeatedly. 

he took his hands out of his pockets and said “stairs” 

the two of you raced up to the fourth floor, you beat him but just barely. once both of you were in the hallway he picked you up and slung you over his shoulder.

once in his apartment he didnt even turn the lights on, he took you to his bed and threw you on it. 

he stood over you and sighed. “its your lucky day” he then pushed you up to the headboard and pulled off your panties. so eager, you were both still wearing shoes and the window was open. 

you shivered at the cold air on your exposed heat. 

shigaraki just stared for a minute. he loved vulnerability. 

he loved having you at his mercy. 

he pushed your skirt up and grabbed onto your thighs. 

“i knew you would be soaked.” he shook his head “such a whore” he said.

and just like that he dove right in.  

he licked up your folds and you bucked your hips to meet him. 

his grip on your thighs tightened and he pushed you into the bed.

“dont move” he met your eyes when he said it.

he started sucking hickies on your inner thighs, his fingers teasing at your clit. 

you held his head in your hands, not directing him, but rubbing his scalp. 

he occasionally hummed into your thighs at the feeling. 

he pulled off of your inner thigh and brought his mouth and nose to your entrance. you whimpered, expecting him to relieve your ache. 

he blew cold air on your exposed heat. 

you cried out. 

and shigaraki crawled up to meet you at eye level. 

he straddled you and leaned down “beg.” he whispered 

“please” you whispered

“i dont get anything for this. why should i be nice if i dont get the reward of your tight little pussy? or getting to fuck your pretty face. make it worth my while. give me this one little thing.  i said to beg like the whore you are.” 

you gulped. “please tomura. i touch myself to the thought of you every day and nothing satisfies me like you do. i just want you. i want you to fill me up and please let me come. please sir.” 

“hmm okay, i guess but its embarrassing that you touch yourself so much, you really are a whore.” he said as he repositioned his mouth at your entrance. 

he once again pinned your hips to the bed and brough his mouth to your entrance.

his long slender fingers ran through your folds a few times before stopping at your clit and rubbing circles. 

you moaned in pleasure, finally. shigaraki was relieving your ache. 

he sucked on your entrance and drank your juice like it was water from the tap. you could feel his tongue at your entrance, he tease then run his tongue through your folds. 

your entire body was shaking and the knot in your stomach was about to release. 

“please i - can i please” you whined. 

shikaraki hummed yes into you, his grip on your thighs tightening 

the hum was what sent your over the edge, your walls tightening and releasing around shigarakis mouth. 

he pulled off for a moment and looked at you “that was fast. youre so easy, y/n, you know that?” 

and at that he went right back to what he was doing, only this time it was his finger. at your entrace and his tongue on your clit. 

his tongue going all around and eventually stopping and making out with your bud. 

you were crying at the pleasure. 

his long fingers going in and out, and in and out. at no particular speed or regularity and occasionally stoping to curl inside you. 

your hands went to shiggys hair, but you couldnt control yourself the way you had earlier. your hands were shaking as the held onto his head.

you came again, it was so fast you didn’t even have the time to ask.

you could feel him smiling on you.

shigaraki pinched your thigh, acknowledging your high, but showed no sign of stopping.

he maneuvered a little bit, grabbing something under the bed while still fingering you. 

if you thought you were a mess before, you were wrong. because you were even more of a mess when shigaraki started rubbing around your clit with a vibrator. 

your back arched and you grabbed onto the sheets, so as not to pull on shiggys hair, “pleASE. m-gonna c--um” you barely got out. 

your lower body convulsing. 

tears started streaming down your face, it hurt so good. “dont cum yet, baby. i want you to wait this time. like i have to wait.” 

“no-oh-oh-o” you sobbed 

shigaraki mustve been getting irritated because his grip on you tightened, and he pinched your inner thigh. 

“please” you whimpered, running your fingers through his hair as gently as you could. 

“no” he said sweetly. 

your vision was starting to blur and you were still crying, “isnt this what you wanted darling?” shigaraki asked. 

you only sobbed in response, you were loosing the ability to form coherent sentences. 

the knot in your stomach released without warning, and you came on shigaraki’s vibrator. 

with that he sighed and stood up, going to the bathroom to help you clean up. 

despite your scattered brain, you knew your boyfriend well enough to know that he was in agony. 

“does it hurt?” you asked him between deep breaths. 

refering to how bad he wanted you, and how hard he was in his pants. 

he waled back in with a towel and said “yes” looking down at the ground. 

“well what if we” you started. 

“no, im tired of having to explain this to you.”

“please, i just want you so bad” you begged as he climbed on top pf you.

“i said no! just fucking shut up” he snapped

“why?" you whinned

he found your wrists and pinned your hands beside your head on the bed. 

“everyone gets a different penalty. do you know what mine is if i fail? huh? do you want to know”

"um i-” 

you went to speak but no words came out. 

shigaraki leaned down “my penalty is to send the group chat a video of us having sex” 

“oh” you said feeling yourself blush

he gulped and looked away “which i really dont want to do because you are mine.”

he released your wrists and fell on top of you, “youre all mine” 

“please just wait 2 more weeks” he whispered into your neck. 

masterlist

[tastyykpop]

jeno extra filthy degradation please 😭

ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ

Pairings: jeno x reader

Genre: smut

Warnings: dom/sub themes, degradation, brat!reader, brat tamer!jeno, spanking, fingering, eating out, overstimulation

you were annoying

that was as simple as jeno could make it. he found you absolutely insufferable. and the countless of times you've opened your mouth to make a stupid comment was like nails on a chalkboard.

sure you were pretty and kind to others but not very much to him. you were rude, cocky, and persistent, it was your way of getting his attention. and to say it worked was an understatement, you were on jenos mind 24/7. no matter where, when, or who he was with, he could only think about you. of course, you were the same, but that's because you've had a crush on him since trainee days and almost everyone in SM knew.

jeno knew.

since you worked at SM as a stylist, it was easy to get closer to jeno and work your magic everyday. you were blatant with every touch, every shameless sentence that entailed more then it should, he couldn't quite ignore it either or tell you to shut up. seriously, it doesn't work.

you're a brat, he would say to himself, nothing more than a brat that doesn't know her place.

which in this case, he was correct.

but to him, your behavior was easy to change. he's noticed how you've drawn blanks when he interrogates you on your behavior, how you downplay your wrongs to see him try and hold back his longing to make you submit. it was a game to you clearly, but jeno wanted to beat it.

so how did you end up under jeno so soon in the practice room?

well, the group had been preparing for a dance practice video and you and a few other stylists were called in to help get them prepare for the camera. jeno was trying his best to stay low and out of your sight. it didn't work, but it was worth a shot.

"happy to see me?"

jenos eyes rolled, "I'd be happy if I saw death staring at me in the eyes." he began walking away until you grabbed his arm, making him put his hands over his face.

"dont be like that." you push his hands away now seeing jenos annoyed face. "be lucky you're not stuck with someone else. at least I make your life more interesting.

"interesting or frustrating? I think you've got your words mixed up."

you began applying a light foundation on jenos skin, taking in his angelic features before realizing what he said, "impactful I must say. I know you love me, jeno."

jeno makes a face in disgust pushing your hand away from his face, "youre not my type."

"I dont know. chenle told me otherwise...."

"youre a brat."

"and you're close-minded."

"close- you-"

"done. now go dance and make some fangirls or boys scream." you don't bother turning around as you walk towards the back of the dance practice out of the cameras view.

jeno, somewhat red in the face, stood in his starting position for the choreography, you couldnt help but stare at him in awe. hes gorgeous, you can't lie about that. and the way he moved once the music started playing made you feel different. maybe it was your crush on him, but you heated up very quickly while watching him. other staff members weren't paying as close attention on the boys as you were, only their phones caught their mind. you didn't mind, but damn did they not see how hot jeno was when dancing?

sweaty and out of breath, the boys took a break to get a drink of water.

"you did well- you all did actually." handing jeno a bottle of water, he stared between the thing in your hand and you before taking it and chugging the whole bottle. "but I think mark was the one who stood out to me the most."

"what?"

"mhm. mark was very fluid in his footsteps and his movements were clean and precise. a good dancer I must say."

there's something up. you were staring at him the whole time and he knew it, he danced harder just because you were watching. how could you have seen mark when all you did was stare at jeno?

"and hes cute too. surely he's got a bunch of girls and boys ready to throw themselves at him. I would too, he's absolutely perfect."

jeno balled his fist. what game are you trying to play? "you're testing me." he may not like you, or maybe he did, but something about you talking about someone else like that sparked jealousy in him.

"good. maybe you'll do something about it." you put a hand on his chest, jenos heart pounding fast as you came closer and whispered, "I bet you won't. all bark no bite. pathetic if you ask me."

"youre gonna regret your words if you keep speaking."

"oh really," you leaned back, his eyes pierced your curious ones with a sense of fury and annoyance, "and what are you gonna do? spank me?"

just like that jeno pulled you out of the room and into another practice room. he pulled a chair out from the corner and pulled you over his knee.

"jeno, I was just kid-"

he spanked you hard over and over and over again as you wailed and wrapped a tight hand around jenos ankle for support. each spank was painful and to the point unbearable, yet jeno didn't back down. not after he felt he could break you now.

each time his hand made contact with your ass, felt like he was letting loose all the pent up anger you caused him over the past months you've been working here. for him, it was hell. no matter what people would say to you about him did not dictate his feelings about you. right now, he hated you and needed to let that burning passion out by spanking you. jeno wanted you to feel the hell he endured when around you. sure enough, you were feeling it, crying and sobbing on his thigh like an idiot.

you didn't fight back even though you proposed that you hated it. your body seemed to like it more then you thought.

"youre a pest!" he landed another hard hit, "an annoying pest who needs to learn when to shut the fuck up. now apologize."

"no!" you winced at another hit, squirming- no more like trying to grind on his lap because of how painfully wet you've become in just minutes.

"apologize." he repeated.

"you're- you're an idiot if you think I'll give up!"

jeno stripped you of your pants and panties, "its cute listening to little sluts like you thinking they have power over someone much stronger then them. it must be tiring thinking youre charge." he taunted before spanking you again, this time the impact was far greater and almost caused you to scream before jeno clasped a hand over your mouth. with the same hand, he pushed you off his lap and on the floor, leaving your lower half bare for him to see.

you were a pretty sight, a mess to say the least, but jeno loved that. finally seeing you disheveled with tears leaking down your cheeks, he thought of you as his little crybaby. he tried his hardest not to take a picture.

"don't think I didnt notice how your wet cunt leaked all over my thigh" he began, "do you really get off to being put in your place, slut? is that why we're here right now?"

"d-dont be so full of y-yourself."

"oh? but your dripping all over the practice floor, how could i not." jenos lips were close to your heat, teasing you with his eyes and tongue as he glided it just above where you wanted him.

you had nothing to say, yet your eyes told him everything. told him just how you'd defy him any chance youd get only to make him more upset. it wouldn't be fun if your goal wasn't to piss him off.

jeno kept his tongue away from your most needed area, his lips kissing anything but your dripping heat as you bucked your hips into his face. jenos hands would push your hips down and back his face away frowning at your behavior and returning to what he was previously doing. you weren't done though, since he was holding your hips, you grabbed his hair and forced his head where you needed him. his tongue inside you was far from good, it was amazing. and though you realized jeno wasn't pushing your hand away, you pushed and pulled his hair as you kept his head in place so he couldn't stop.

the long strides and the smooth rhythm he had was enough to make you arch against the floor, gasping and calling out his name far to loudly for his liking. but with watchful eyes and a steady tongue, he shamelessly enjoyed it yet he had to be aware of the people in the building. one loud moan and someone would sure walk in to see what's up.

so jeno swatted your hand away from his head and lifted up with a frown. he liked the frightened look on your face as he leaned closer and closer, "if you're this much of a slut for people to hear us, we might as well have just stayed where everyone else was."

"thats hot." you stated blankly, jenos eyebrow raised before realizing how far gone you practically were, with how big and dilated your eyes are. "w-wait no! I'll stay quiet I promise."

"No you wont." jeno got up and grabbed your underwear that layed on the floor, then shoved it in your mouth allowing you to taste yourself. "stay quiet, fucktoy."

"fucktoy?- oh fuck!" you mumbled into your panties as his fingers protruded inside you. at least you were quieter this time.

"tell me when youre about to cum." he said just above a whisper as he watched you slip further and further into bliss. the way your eyes rolled to the back of your head with each skillful thrust from jenos fingers made his cock grow harder each second. you were so hot, so damn beautiful as you moaned into the panties like a little bitch. jeno loved it too much to say he hated you.

"feels good- f-feels so good, j-jeno." you said quietly into the panties. it was getting harder and harder for you to keep silent as he began rubbing your clit like a desperate man, hungry for your cum. but you did your best keeping low.

you grinded against on his hand, inching closer and closer to what you believed to be your orgasm. clentching tightly around jenos fingers you gasped and spat your panties out, "jeno! i-im gonna-

"cum, fucktoy." he insisted, never removing his fingers from your wet hole as a white substance spilled out. he kept going, in and out, in and out as you clamped a hand over your mouth. so much sensitivity and his fingers were still going.

"stop i-i can't take it!" you found his wrist and tightly held it as you attempted to pull him out.

"youre gonna take this like a good bitch until I want to stop." he said right as your second orgasm washed through you.

too much. you could barely think straight and even tried pulling your hips back but his fingers followed.

too sensitive. you could barely breathe because of the overwhelming sensitivity. yet in a twisted way, it felt good in a strange way. maybe it was the pain of cumming over and over or how jeno worked his fingers. either way, you could feel another one building up.

"please, please, please." you cried hoping for the end, but there was no way jeno was stopping.

"apologize and this will be your last one." He stuck his fingers deeper, if that were possible, and watched you squirm trying to find words to say, but all that came out was drool. "disgusting whore." you slapped him in the face for that.

"I-i am not sor-sorry!"

"im not playing these games anymore. say you're sorry."

jeno growled, deeper and deeper he went and faster and faster he goes before your third orgasm of the day came. your legs shook and your grip got tighter but still to no avail did he stop.

you were very persistent on making jeno angry before, but now you seemed to have started rethinking that apology. "im sorry."

"for?"

"for being rude to you!" you legs shook again and that feeling in your stomach was back, "i-im sorry jeno, but p-please I can't take it!"

he did it. he broke you. and with that he finally pulled his fingers away letting all your cum out.

you cried softly, still a shaking mess from the orgasms and jeno, well he didn't care all too much but he knew he probably shouldn't be too harsh with you about now. so he gently took you in his arms, sitting your bare bottom right on his lap as he rocked you slowly.

"im never leaving after this." you say slowly, "and I know you don't hate me either, I can feel your boner against my ass."

jeno pinches your arm and shushes you. god, you were a pest and maybe youre right. maybe he doesn't hate you like he proclaimed he did. maybe he did enjoy this session in the practice room, but he won't ever say it. not because he's afraid to admit it, but because he doesn't want you to rub it in his face.

[secretlittl3whore]

Out Of Bullets

summary: Y/N has always had a crush on the man who beat her record on the range. So what happens when he returns from a mission to find that the little lady has taken his words to heart and gotten better?!

Warnings: it’s smut y’all. P in v. Unprotected sex (please wrap it before you tap it). Fingering. Virgin sex.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x fem/reader

Totz my first smut! Critiques appreciated! Luvs y’all!

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The compound was pretty quiet during the twilight hours, and that was the absolute preference of Y/N. She did love people, don’t get her wrong, but there was something about her boots echoing off the empty hallways that brought solace. She continued her path to the shooting range, but almost turned around when she heard that distinct sound of bullets flying towards the paper targets.

“Ugh.” Y/N groaned. Then she caught a glimpse of a figure and couldn’t stop herself from drooling at the sight. He must’ve just returned from a mission, cuz he was still clad in his tactical gear. Holsters still attached and filled with weapons. Her eyes traveled downward resting on his thighs. Even those pants couldn’t hide those delicious features. A fire pooled deep within and subconsciously y/n started to rub her thighs together trying to create some sort of friction.

Did she hate him for beating her in everything? Yes, but that didn’t mean she hated him. No, every fiber of y/n’s being wanted him to bend her over the table and fuck her within an inch of her life. Not caring if someone walked in and saw, though someone definitely would eventually see cause of all the damn cameras Stark installed.

Almost as if he had heard her lustful thoughts, the man turned to look at her. He nodded a greeting and then went back to his drills. Must’ve went bad, y/n thought to herself.

She came to a stop beside him and watched him empty his clip before turning to her.

“Good morning Buck,” she stated cooly. Bucky just stared. “Bad mission?” His nostrils flared. Bingo.

“Sam is...fuck. He never has a fucking plan. Just jumps in.” He roared, gloved hands coming to pinch the bridge of his nose. Y/N stayed quiet, knowing to let him rant and not interject till he was finished. She learned the hard way that by doing so, he would shut down and not talk. Y/N prided herself on being a confidant. “He’s going to get someone killed!”. Absentmindedly he started twirling a vibranium knife in his gloved fingers before sinking it into the target that he had just been shooting at. Y/N closed her eyes quickly, knowing her pupils had blown out and stifled a small moan. Could he be any less sexy when he was mad?! Bucky took a deep breath, a sign that he was done ranting and y/n could talk.

“We both know that he’s stupid and reckless.” Bucky let out a gruff laugh, “and that’s why you are his partner because you balance him. The missions are most always successful with you two. It’s just going to take a few to get the rhythm right.” His eyes narrowed at y/n. She spoke truth, and he hated it. With a smug smile, y/n dumped her bag onto the other half of a table.

“Looking for a challenge or you done for today?” Bucky’s eyebrow raised quizzically and he smirked.

“A challenge? Have you been practicing what I showed you?” Y/N grinned and shook her head,

“No.” But that was a total lie. Before he had gone on the mission three weeks ago, they had spent around 6 hours in the range. It was grueling but he pushed her through drills and training. Since then, she had been in the range every day from twilight till noon practicing. Something flashed across his eyes, but disappeared just as quick. There was no way he could know she was lying...could he?

“You first doll.”

By the time y/n was nearly out of bullets, a small crowd had gathered in the viewing box. She was sure that she could see a certain redhead watching intently as y/n performed drill after drill. So focused on the target that she was missing the fact that his eyes hardly ever left her. How they softly caressed her figure and imagined stripping her, being inside her. Watching y/n go through these drills smoothly caused his dick to strain painfully against his pants.

Y/Ns gun clicked and that was it. She was officially out of bullets. She turned to Bucky and caught his eyes immediately. Had they always been that dark? She shook the thought out of her head and went to retrieve the targets. Bucky joined her silently. As they pulled down their targets he briefly dragged a digit along her hand, the leather feeling strangely cool against her skin. It caused a shiver and immediately a blush formed red hot across y/ns cheeks. No stop it! She told herself, it was an accident. Wasn’t it? Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of his profile. His eyes were still dark and he looked almost like he was in pain. Turning back to her target, she grinned widely. Her splatter of shots were centralized around the winning position. No outliers. She had certainly improved, and he had definitely noticed.

“I think you might have actually won this one.” He said through gritted teeth, enunciating the last word almost painfully. Y/N couldnt stop herself from celebrating out loud!

“Fuck yes! Told you I’d beat you Sarge!” There it was, that flash across his eyes, but this time it didn’t disappear as quickly. Y/N gulped as the man stared at her with such ferocity that she actually felt small.

“Want to try that again?” He asked, his voice quiet. She looked behind him and notice that the entirety of the audience had disappeared, almost as if they had never been there.

“I’m out of bullets.” Y/N said softly, her eyes.

“Did I say drills?” He said darkly, leaning in closely. She tried to sputter out a response but his lips captured hers in a gnash of teeth. Her response was immediately, letting that winning target float to the floor out of sight out of mind as she wrapped her arms around Bucky’s neck.

Their lips moved with each other rhythmically. She felt his tongue on her lip and she welcomed him in, his taste intoxicating her, sending her head spinning. He pulled away suddenly, earning a small whine from her lips.

“Doll, I need you.” He said almost in a whisper as he leaned his forehead against hers. She almost gasped when she felt it, his dick pressing against her leg. Eyes darting she found the locker room and grabbed his hand, leading him quickly towards it. She found that small medical bay and locked them inside, pressing him against the door. Y/N leaned upwards to kiss him,

“Let me taste you.” She said seductively. He groaned throwing his head back against the door. She took that as a yes and dropped to her knees, making quick work of his pants. Her release was almost ripped from her when she released his dick and it slapped against his stomach. For a minute she paused. He was huge! Thick and glorious. The tip pulsating red and precun dripping. Was now the time to say she was a virgin? Would that make him stop? No, she had done enough research to know how to please a man...she hoped.

Languidly, she kitten licked along his shaft, taking in his scent and the taste of his skin. Bucky’s breathing quickened and she could hear the whirring of his vibranium arm as he clenched his fist. She licked a long stripe on the underside before taking his tip into her mouth. His breath hitched as she sucked.

“Doll,” his breath strangled, “doll you’ve got to move.” Fear struck, but she fought it and started bobbing her head. “Fuck, yes like that doll.” His flesh hand came to rest on her head, threading into her hair making a makeshift ponytail. He started taking over her movements. Y/N hollowed her cheeks like she learned, but it didn’t help when she felt him touch the back of her throat. She gagged painfully and pulled backwards roughly. Bucky stared down at her, eyes full of concern as she coughed harshly.

“Fuck doll. Shit I’m sorry. You just felt so good.” He cooed as he leaned down, grasping her face. She offered a small smile,

“I’m sorry.” Bucky grimaced, kissing her forehead softly.

“No y/n, it’s my fault. Nat said you were a virgin and I should’ve remembered...” he stopped dead in his tracks at the look upon y/ns face.

“She told you?!” She gasped. Bucky started scratching his the back of his head against he sat against the door, dick still hard and angry at being left without attention. She wasn’t angry at the fact that he knew, more so confused at all the conversation came up...or did Nat just offer that information freely l, that devious Russian mink.

“Ugh, yeah, she um...I’m sorry.” He made a move like he was gonna to get up but Y/Ns hand shot out and grabbed him by the vest.

“Don’t go. I...” she paused to collect her thoughts, Bucky looked at her sadly, pondering at what her response would be. “I still want you.” Bucky’s eyes snapped to hers,

“You do?” He asked surprised. Y/N chuckled at his response and leaned in towards him,

“I wouldn’t have sucked your dick if I didn’t.” The darkness returned to his eyes.

“I’ve wanted you for so long doll, are you sure?” She kissed him ferociously,

“Yes James,” Bucky groaned at the sound of his real name dripping from her lips. So low and sultry. He wanted to have her saying it over and over. He pulled y/n onto his lap, straddling her legs over his hips. He captured her lips as he kicked his pants off, but not before grabbing a certain leather strap.

Y/N’s whole body was on fire. This man’s smell, his taste, the feel of his skin, was so intoxicating she felt drunk and high at the same time. Was that even possible?

Suddenly her legs felt cold and then something warm was pressed against her ass. She pulled away and looked down, no he fucking didn’t. Looking back up, y/n noted a shit eating grin as he embedded the knife in the door behind him.

“You owe me new leggings.” She murmured, reaching down to unzip his vest. He shrugged it off and then took his shirt off. She couldn’t help but letting her hands explore the new territory, even taking a moment to trace the area where the metal met flesh. Y/N placed small open mouth kisses after the trails of her fingers, the scarred skin and metal creating a tingly texture against her lips.

“I’ll owe you a new shirt and bra too.” Before she could protest, they too were ripped from her body, that knife now embedded in the wall behind her. She tried glaring at him but couldn’t help but laugh at his grin.

“You are trouble Sarge.” He rutted his hips into her at the pet name and y/n bit back a moan. The movement caused his dick to slip underneath her and now it rested against her stomach, the red tip pleading with her for attention. She sighed and gripped him softly, before pumping. Bucky’s head hang low against his chest as his hands came to rest at her back. She hissed at the metal’s coldness but didn’t stop pumping. His breath quickened as she quickly spat into her other hand before switching them.

Bucky threw his head back against the door, eyes slammed shut and mouth agape, taking small uneven breaths.

“Doll...doll please,” he begged, his metal hand coming to clasp hers, stopping her actions. “I...want to feel you.” Y/N gulped, she was much smaller than this super soldier, he was going to rip her apart. Slowly she raised herself on her knees and Bucky gripped himself, pumping slowly. “Are you ready?” He asked gently. Despite the pounding in her ears, she nodded, but he didn’t move his dick forward. Instead she felt his flesh fingers touch her lips.

He gathered the wetness on his fingers and then gently circled her clit. Y/N felt her whole body shake and she leaned forward to grip his shoulders. As he leaned forward to capture her lips, he entered her with a single finger. Y/N threw her head back and let out a moan. Bucky took the opportunity to latch his lips against her neck, kissing, licking, biting, ensuring that she was marked. A second finger was entered and she could feel him working in and out of her. Breathing quickening, hands gripping, Y/N felt that she was going to explode. Then his thumb began playing at her clit.

“Ah...Bucky...I....” she moaned and he stopped. She groaned when he removed his fingers and stuck them in his mouth. Licking plump lips, he smiled deviously at her,

“Delicious,” he whispered. Leaning his forehead against hers he gently placed his hands on her hips. Guiding her onto himself, slowly, allowing her to get used to the feeling. Y/N felt tears on her cheeks, she felt full but also a dull burning pain. He kissed her cheeks, licking the tears away. And he was fully inside. He groaned at the feeling, burying his face within her neck.

They stayed like this for a moment before y/n felt a surge of confidence and, as Nat told her, started to rock forward. Bucky moaned against her neck, bringing his flesh hand to grab her ass while his metal tangled within her hair. Y/N quickened her pace, enjoying all the noises she heard from him.

Gripping y/ns hair tightly, he started to rut up into her, creating a rhythm. Y/N bit back a moan. He trailed his lips up to her ear,

“No doll, don’t hold those back, let me hear you.” As he said that, he hit a certain spot and Y/N saw white, moaning loudly. Such a promiscuous sound, she felt embarrassed, but as he continued at that angle, she forgot all embarrassment.

The feeling started in her stomach and started to grow. Her breath quickened and her heart started pounding again.

“Please, please, please” she moaned over and over again. “Buc...James...I, shit, I...”

“I got you doll, just let go. Cum for me.” And she did. He felt it on his legs and smelt it. God she smelled good. He continued his pace, going quicker now, chasing his own release. He pressed hard into her as he groaned her name against her shoulder, biting down on her clavicle.

Y/N leaned her forehead against his, eyes hazy. His blue orbs looked back at her and he chastely kissed her swollen lips.

“That...that was better than I imagined.” She whispered finally. Bucky chuckled,

“Oh so you’ve imagined riding me y/n?” She knew he was teasing her but she still blushed crimson. “You’ll have to tell me what else you’ve imagined and you’ll have to tell me which is better.” Oh she definitely knew now, which was better, but she couldn’t deny that she was excited to feel him inside again.

[introloves]

— werewolf! bokuto + a/b/o + hunter / prey dynamic + knotting + ruts + slight dubcon + hurt/comfort + slight angst + fear + breeding + possessive! bokuto + overstimulation + human! & f! reader

— word count; 1.5k

he kept you warm against the harsh and bitter air from outside, chilling the apartment you both shared.

curling into his warm side, you felt the sleepy, lulled into a nice haze. but it seemed that in finding warmth and comfort, you missed the goosebumps forming against his skin, right against the places your body met his.

he should have been more careful, should have read the signs signaling the oncoming heat.

but he decided that spending time with you this close to the new moon was more worth it, he could hold himself back, contain the fever prickling under his skin.

it was stupid, in trying to prove that he could temper down the other side of him, regain hold of his humanity, he was signing a death wish.

“you okay kou?” you mumbled, sitting up against his squirming body.

the moment he felt you leave his side, he snapped up to grab you, clamping an arm around your upper arm.

he was hot, running at a temperature far too warm to be okay. it made you shake in worry for him, if he was sick he needed to get to the hospital, needed help! he needed-

“i’m so sorry.” he whimpered, or growled, you couldnt tell with the deep rumble that followed a high keen, coming straight from the center of his chest.

it took him no effort, no strength to tug you onto his lap, opening your legs to sit you comfortably over his hips.

he pressed his heated body closer, satiated at how good your smell encompassed him like this. pure instinct driving him to nuzzle in close to your pulse point, laving over it with his tongue, trying to get that sweet smell even stronger.

“sorry? for what...” you whispered, he seemed to be inching closer and closer to a higher heat, but his hands, arms closing down around your body made your head spin. in a finally attempt to reagain any control you uttered out a, “bo- stop we need to get you to the hospital you’re really hot.”

but the way you pushed, futilely, against his chest didnt sit well with him.

it was a lowly growl that made you stop, the sinking of something sharp- right where his hands gripped at your sides made you shut your mouth completely.

“you know there’s something different about me.” he began, words dripping down the side of your neck.

“but you still love me regardless.”

it was all so confusing, you’d never heard him sound like this, didnt think anyone human could produce a tremor this animalistic to their voice.

you’d never been held like this by him, he seemed to be moving, driven with pure adrenaline. shaky hands gripped at the giving flesh, leaving remnants of his heat. anywhere that there was fat, his fingers dug in tight.

“you love me-“ he choked out, his voice returning to his normal tone, tinted by an urgency.

“y/n,” he spat, crazed and rushed. “you need to run. go and lock yourself in the room. dont let me in, under any circumstances.” it wasnt going to be enough to stop him if he tried, but the growing need to do something to keep you safe overruled any other logical thinking.

he pushed you off, planting you on the floor in a hurry, stretching to his full stature, looming over you with a gaze that read; hungry.

you didnt think as you complied with his words, confused at it all. you just wanted to know what happened to your bokuto but with the way everything unfolded before you, there was truly no explanation.

as your feet pounded down the hall, the thought that you were being stalked- being chased after like a little rabbit crossed your mind briefly.

it made your legs move faster, the sound of something big, the sound of bokuto running behind you met your ears. the door of your shared room right against your fingertips.

you almost made it, the thrill of escaping let a laugh bubble in your throat. all before the floor was knocked from under your feet.

bokuto grabbed you before you crumbled down into the floor, planting your face, roughly, under the hallway carpet.

“not fast enough bunny.” he laughed.

“bokuto, whats going on, whats wrong.” you whimpered, but he wasnt listening, couldnt listen to the streams of questions leaving your mouth. all he could focus on was the growing saccharine scent wafting up from your cunt, peaking out from between your thighs. it wasn’t enough, he knew how good you could smell, at the peak of it, when he fucked you nice and hard, you smelled so divine. but it was all tainted by the sickly notes of pure fear, it wouldn’t do, he couldn’t have you smelling like that.

“its okay, i wouldn’t hurt you. have i ever hurt you?” he questioned, all the while sinking down to press his nose right to your cunt.

“n-no. you’ve never h-hurt me.” you bit back a moan when he licked over your cunt, tongue digging into the spot he knew your clit would be.

just like that he had you receptive, willing to do anything, because he was so good to you.

he let you go briefly, all to rip every peice of clothing you and him had on. once again the thought that something was wrong crossed your mind with how easy it was for him.

with clenched teeth, he wrapped his fingers around himself. letting muscle memory guide the tip of himself right into you.

spurred on by a desperate moan leaving your mouth, his name hanging off the tip of your tongue.

it was all okay, he’d fucked you so many times, this was no different?

right?

the sickly scent twisted its notes, entangling itself in your sweetness.

“its okay, my bunny. its all okay. ill fuck you good, like i always do.”

to prove it, he sinks in completely.

but he was overrun with you, completely taken over a need to have you.

throwing his head back, howling into the air, he took you with a punishing pace.

there was no noise that could leave your mouth, the familiar feeling of an orgasm looming in the distance made you melt against his hips.

strong hands holding you steady, growling with the obscene sounds your pussy made. he was going to pump you fulll, make you heavy with all the cum that he was going to give you, fucking you raw. if he was lucky, his cum would stick, breeding you like a good mate.

“you take me so good. you like it dont you?” there was no answer you could give him that would change his mind, he could smell it on you. sweat dripping down your back, pooling at the heat of his hands against your soft sides, it couldnt be more obvious.

“koutarou.” you gasped, shaking at the orgasm that finally graced your body.

it was all a reaction to you, he couldnt help the way your cunt squeezed him this tight. with a final push inside, knocking you down flat to the floor, knees shaking,

it began.

your chest burned as you took in a sharp lungful of air. his dick seemed to inflate, right at the base of your pussy, locking him tightly inside. at the peak of the swelling, his hips stuttered, bringing you along while thick ropes of cum stuffed you. pulling the stretched skin of you around his swollen dick.

“w-wh-! bo, bo it hurts!” you squealed, kicking, trying to get away. frenzied with fear, scared that he was going to rip something.

but he held you, warm hand placing right at the base of your tummy, trying to sooth your fear and shaking. he bent in close, begging for forgiveness of it all.

“i know it hurts, i’m so sorry.” he whimpered, tongue heavy with pleasure and guilt.

all fucked out and spent, you laid there, tears streaming down your face, you couldnt feel anything anymore.

it felt like it took forever for the swelling to calm down, but once it did, he quickly scrambled off you.

“angel.” he whispered, flipping you over, searching for your gaze. a sharp pang hit his gut at the sight of your wet eyes, and trembling lower lips.

“oh my baby, i’m so sorry.” he all but cried, there was already a hate, rooted deep into his being at the way he was, driven by an animal he couldnt control. after this, if you wanted him gone, he was more than willing to pack it all up to keep you safe.

your hand, trembling and sweaty, wrapped around the hand holding your face tenderly. finally he was back, there was the man that kissed you gently every morning.

“kou.” you wheezed, smiling at him.

it took a lot of effort, but you smiled.

“n-next time. you gotta prep me first.”

his eyes flittered down from your face, distracted by the clenching of your pussy, leaking everything he had worked so hard to pump you full with, smearing it down your thighs, pussy lips, and carpet.

his jaw clenched at the challenge, laughing at the thought that you’d be so weak, of course you were strong enough to take him.

you were his mate after all.