#tame-minded

[grandpayaoi]

ever since i was a little girl i knew i wanted to be a wretched old man

[conditioned-to-obey]

What is a brat if not a good girl with a few extra steps?

[lucabyte]

sorry loop if this looks gay to the viewers

[jaykesgirly]

devoured p.js

Brat Tamer!Jay x Brat!reader

warnings: pure smut barely any plot mdni, reader is a brat, Jay is a brat tamer, oral (f. rec), fingering, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, I think that’s it but if I missed anything lmk

synapsis: you tease Jay in front of your friends to see what happens, little do you know what you’re in store for

wc: 853

You were being a complete fucking tease at dinner. Hand on Jay’s thigh ALL NIGHT slowly bringing it higher just enough to barely be touching his crotch before pulling away like nothing happened.

The tipping point for him though– when you decided to inform him that you weren’t wearing anything under your dress. The moment you whisper that into his ear he has your hand in his wrist, pulling you up and out of your seat and announcing to your friends that you need to leave NOW. no explanation, he’s literally just pulling you to the car as fast as he can.

Once you get to the car he opens the passenger door for you and practically shoves you into the seat. He gets into the car and once he starts driving it’s dead silent. Jay is FUMING you pulled that in front of your friends but hey, you’re about to get the fucking of a lifetime so who cares? Not you!

As soon as you get home and are inside your shared apartment you’re a goner. You barely get one foot in the door before he has his hands on you, pushed against the entry door.

“You’re a fucking brat you know that? Pulling that shit while we’re trying to have a nice night with our friends? And I know you’re going to fucking enjoy anything I give you because you did it on purpose but oh baby, you’re not ready for what I’m about to do to you,” he practically writhes into your ear, anger very clear in his tone.

All you can do in response is moan and that is all it takes for Jay to pick you up and take you to your bedroom. He puts you down on the ground and just stares at you for a second.

“Strip. Now.” That is all he says and it doesn’t take you anytime at all before you're taking your dress off for him. As you promised, you weren’t wearing any panties nor were you wearing a bra under your dress. He audibly groans, a look of nothing but hunger in his eyes as he looks you up and down.

“Look at you, not so tough now are you?” Jay spits at you. He moves to pick you up and throw you over his shoulder, leaving a smack on your ass as he carries you over to the bed. As quick as he picked you up, Jay threw you on the bed, immediately climbing on top of you. He grabs the handcuffs left on your headboard and snaps them around your wrists, leaving you open for anything he is about to give you.

“Only good girls get to use their hands, so you’re going to sit back and take everything I give you until I think I’ve fucked the brat out of you,” all you can do it stare at him and whine, anticipating his next move. Before you can think any further, Jay grabs your hips and positions himself in front of your bare core. You let out a whine of anticipation, only getting a smirk in response before he licks a long stripe up your folds.

“So fucking wet for me huh, you better be ready for what you’re about to endure,” he dives back into your core, switching between sucking on your clit and tonguing your entrance. His actions have you mewling, head thrown back and your back arching off the mattress. You attempt to bring your hands to his hair, only to remember he has them restrained.

“Mmh Jay please,” is all you can get out, wanting to run your hands through his hair as he eats you out.

“What did I say? Only good girls get to touch me,” he bites back in his response, continuing his actions. His pace is relentless, pulling you closer to your release. As if on queue, he pushes two fingers into you, curling them up without warning. His fingers find that perfect spot inside you, and when then do you let out a loud moan in response, “right there Jay— oh my GOD.”

Jay keeps up his pace, ripping an orgasm out of you almost instantly. But he doesn’t stop here. He continues to suck on your clit while his fingers curl inside you at a delicious pace. It’s almost getting to be too much, attempting to push him away with your legs but he has a firm grip on you.

“Can’t take anymore? Too bad, you’re going to take as much as I give you for as long as I do. If you try to push me away again there will be more consequences.” That’s all Jay says before he dives back in. It’s not long before he’s ripping another orgasm out of you. You’re on the verge of tears, not out of pain, but out of the sheer overwhelming pleasure you’re receiving. Jay does not relent, only stopping after you come on his fingers three more times.

Once he finally pulls away, your body goes limp out of sheer exhaustion. However, your night was far from being over.

a/n : I had to stop myself there or else I would’ve actually gone insane writing the rest 😭

[maybe-the-problem]

Sometimes I think there's something wrong with me that I like the idea of being used, insulted, and hurt the way I do.

That I get wet when someone calls me a slut

That my favorite fantasies are being raped and mind broke into a whore

That what I want more than anything is the be an older man's toy, instead of following my ambitions

That I get horny seeing how much people like the nasty, depraved things I say

That I'm constantly aching for a cock in my virgin cunt, fingers in my mouth, and a hand playing with my tits

That in all honesty, I'd probably spread my legs for any man who asked with how desperate I am

But then I remember that this is how I'm supposed to be. That I was born with a pussy, so I'm meant let men use me and fill my little cunt at their whims.

[yuwuta]

yuuta exhibits such previously abandoned, recently adopted dog behavior. incredibly anxious all the time, even though nobody’s out to get him or leave him behind. waits for you to return home or from school or from work excitedly, just to see you when you walk through the door. follows you around senselessly, hovering in your space just for the sake of companionship. initiates affection in prodding ways—starts off next to you, then a hand on your thigh, then deems it safe to lay all the way down, then slowly pushes his head into your lap. gets up whenever you need to get up, and resumes his position as soon as you’re ready. brings you gifts as a sign that he’s thinking of you, and maybe because he likes the affection it brings out in you, maybe because he likes the gentle affirming touches of a hand in his hair or a pinch to his cheek. rests his head on your stomach or his chin on your shoulder when he’s sleepy, stays there, immobile, and will not move unless absolutely necessary. sometimes he gets surprised when he hears you calling for him, there’s a moment of disbelief as he thinks “me? really? you need me?” but it’s very quickly overshadowed by this compulsive need to show up, to please, to do anything for you, which is why he always answers when you call. he doesn’t realize that he has puppygod eyes, especially when he’s excited or confused, but he does and it’s incredible endearing. very reluctant to share your space or attention after a while, considers that to be sacred and he won’t risk being let go or lost again, so as a safety precaution, he keeps himself right by you, waits for you always. 

[your-fuccked-up-dad-volume61]

You're in her DMs, I'm plotting the murder of every other man who's ever looked at her. 🔪🌹

[mxtxfanatic]

Yes, Wei Wuxian was most definitely trying to get away from Lan Wangji at the start of his second life by… *checks notes*…crawling into his bed every night despite knowing he would be bound until the morning, and reaching into the man’s clothes in public and “rummaging for a while” for something he wasn’t expecting to be there to begin with.

Then Lan Wangji literally lets him walk off WITH HIS WALLET “without voicing any objections,” and when Wei Wuxian notices that Lan Wangji isn’t following behind, he slowed down because he felt uncomfortable leaving him behind.

So what is the truth, Wei Wuxian???

[druidshollow]

someone left their creatures here (uncoloured under cut)

[pink-key]

Can I give Toby a kiss?

You can smooch him, hug him, but it's a deadly deal, nobody else would know you did that..

[baylardian-1]

season 3 janeway hanging out with her kiddies more is a big fave era of the AU for meeeeeeeee <3 she's awkward at it but she's trying :')

Resolutions and Basics happen and it's the beginning of a shift for her in feeling like she actually wants to be a mother. It's a slow burn up through Coda which conveniently shares an anniversary with Threshold = their first birthday, seeing what she's missing (though the alien in Coda would probably try to frame it in her mind as being like "they're going to be fine without you" but she'd see it and be like "im missing these moments with them :(" and afterwords she'd finally make the decision to be more involved in their lives.

[ganondoodle]

im watching a (slow) streamer play thorugh elden rings DLC and have barely seen anything more but ... i have seen some vague hints on twitter that theres something up with radahns lore and now im WORRIED/FEAR TM

hes my fav and thought that the lore in the base game was all he would get and i was honestly fine with that (heyo another unpopular(?) one to add to my list of favs lol) and was just happy he was mentioned by name bc that one lady NPC at the start-- BUT NOW??? i dont even know if its true but .............

im not gonna say anything more dw, ... i dont even know more anyway, but feel free to tell me bc the not knowing and then see it get discovered on stream might be worse than any spoiler could be (i dont even care about that much anymore)

[dazeddoodles]

The asks I get sent here:

[hopelesslywanderingone]

(because sometimes it's so hard to say it, even when you want to. and because sometimes it's fun to be made to say it)

"I like you tied down. So I can have my with you, sure. But you know why I really like it?" He lays his whole weight down along you, breathes hot on your neck where he places intermittent kisses. You don't have the capacity to respond, only to whimper. Straining against your bonds that have so little give, anything to get some friction, to egg him on.

"Such pretty sounds," he whispers, as if to himself. But then, to you, "No, not just because I can have my way with you. But because there's no room for you. No room to negotiate, no room for you to take a mile when I gave an inch." He grabs your jaw hard, but runs his nose up the side of your neck softly, flicking his tongue out at your ear lobe. You can feel him hard against your thigh, and the deep pressure of his whole body along yours. It makes you shiver and suck in a breath.

But then he rolls off you, lays alongside you on the bed. You almost cry out from that, but your focus is drawn back as he trails his fingertips up the centre of your leg - not far enough over, not to touch you where you really want it. And truly just his finger tips, barely touching you - stark contrast to the weight of his body only seconds ago. You want to buck your hips, redirect his hand as he keeps you guessing with his path, but you're tied too taut.

Finally he trails it all the way up to your face, turns you gently to look at him. He's smiling. Looks so casual and in control, while you feel like you are spiraling in the opposite direction. He has touched you so softly, but you find yourself breathing hard. Trying to slow it, to regain a semblance of your own control.

"No room for you to give me an indirect answer, or answer my question with your own." You blush and duck your chin to avert your eyes, knowing how easily you still slip into this habit with him.

"No where else for you to look but at me," he says more firmly, pushing his thumb under your chin to redirect you to him.

"No room for you to just reach out and touch me, to show me what you want," as he sweeps his hand back down, let's it linger lightly around your neck for a moment. You are reminded of the first time you asked him to choke you, by taking his hand and placing it there.

"No room to talk in circles with your vague words and your innuendos," as he drags his hand down, flicks each nipple before spanning his hand wide across your lower stomach.

"You're going to use all your words," he presses a kiss to your mouth, then nudges your head to to the side, "All your nasty -" biting along your jaw, "slutty words."

"No need to keep up this pretense that you're too sweet for all this, that you're that kind of good girl. You're my kind of good girl," as he finally (finally) moves his hand between your legs. But he doesn't move it, and you can barely accomplish any of what you need with such little room. So he just let's it lay there and looks firmly at you again.

"You're going to let me into that filthy mind. Tell me what you need."

Take a deep breath, you can do this. You can do anything, for him.

[your-fuccked-up-dad-volume61]

You're in her DMs, but not for long. I'm deleting all her messages and contacts while she's unconscious and tied to the bed to isolate her from the outside world  🔪🌹

[shesmore-shoebill]

cant believe if i had waited another day to post my fic i could have amped up this section even more and still had it be accurate.

With even more examples like "continuously (and completely unnecessarily) using the other person's knee as leverage to get off a couch". and HOWEVER TF ONE WOULD SUCCINCTLY DESCRIBE THE AFFECTION AND CASUALNESS OF THIS

"tenderly brushing wrench paint off of your friends chin without saying a word before making fun of them" i guess!! wow!! man! i wrote that section and was like "haha :)" BUT I GUESS I SHOULD'VE GONE EVEN HARDER.