#yeah fuck that clamp tbh

[inkykeiji]

I know this tmi but I just had my very 1st OBGYN exam at 22 & I’m 100% healthy!……..BUT OH MY GO— This experience was nothing I could’ve mentally prepared for. Not only am I virgin, I’ve never even used tampons! (I was too scared to try’em out). I should’ve had this exam done sooner but I was…y’know….scared

I asked my aunt to come w/ me. I love her to death but tell me why this woman was patronizing me the whole time: “She’s very dramatic.” “You’ve got to put your big girl panties on! Stop crying grow up!” “[My name] you’re an adult now, c’mon.” “It’s not painful, just power through it.”

On the bright side my doctor was lovely & super patient. I’m sorry I just needed to get off my chest. Love your work and personality💕💕

omg well first of all congrats on being 100% healthy!!! i have had a few cervical cancer scares and they are not fun. OHHHH LMAO oh gosh i am sorry for giggling a lil anon but the exams are definitely something;; i hate that clamp they use to stretch ya open—so i can imagine how scary and startling that must’ve been for someone not used to objects in their vag—but the lil brush they use to scrape your cervix literally always makes me laugh and makes my doctor (playfully) roll her eyes.

i’m sorry your aunt was so rude!!!!! your feelings were 100% valid and instead of berating you for them she should’ve offered some words of comfort and encouragement >.> i’m glad your doctor was so sweet though!!! having a doctor you trust during those exams is super important imo!

aw hehehe (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶) thank you sweetpea!!! sending so much love n light your way <333

[seilon]

so the antihistamine i took yesterday was not an antihistamine but, in fact, off-brand paxil from mexico. so. that explains a lot

[hunterbunter3000]

Tbh the way you write Krueger gives me sugar daddy / obsessive vibes (not that I can complain). I love the idea of him being so obsessed to please sweetheart in any way she wants (personally I HC him as a service top switch, specially w the way you write him). But if you’re ever up to it I’d love some Krueger drabble (or ghost or könig bc they’re yummy too)

-🪿(hönk)

HÖNK BABES OMG

18+

You are so right with him being a service top 👏 ugh he would so eat her out until she passes out. Round after round, with his big ass hands clamped around her thighs and his thick tongue flicking against her overworked clit. AUGH he would cum so quickly because of her taste and moans. He would cum just from eating her out 💀💀

And he 10000000%% is obsessive with Sweetheart. He only thinks about Sweetheart 25/8 and all he wants to do is please her. He calls her "My little Goddess" for a reason ✨️ just touching her is a blessing to him. Touching her hand, he would crumble right then and there. He would do anything and EVERYTHING for this woman. He wants-- NEEDS-- to be around her all the time, or he will go INSANE. He's also pretty possessive with her. But Sweetheart shut that shit down, so he's only just a little teehee🤭 but yeah he becomes quite jealous when people talk to her. Don't touch her because you will lose a hand. And if you make a move? Oh, you're gonna end up either on a t-shirt or on a milk carton.

(I can go on and on with Krueger about being an obsessive freak with Sweets HAHA)

And hönk omg sugar daddy Krueger makes me want to fold😭 she wouldn't even ask him to be a sugar daddy, he would just do it himself. He LOVES spoiling her, even though she doesn't ask for it, he does it anyway. And of course she's thankful for it, she's not a brat. But that makes him buy MORE SHIT FOR HER

It's a cycle:

• Krueger buys something for Sweets

• Sweets yells at him

• Sweets says thank you and smiles

• Krueger gets the happy juice in his brain

And then it starts over 💀

He's even bought her an apartment close to his, but she wanted to stay in her old family home, so he said "okay. I'll just live closer to you" and she's like-- w h a t 🧍‍♀️

And OH he would so buy toys for her. Like vibrators. He bought one that he could control from afar and that was such a fun day LOL When he's not around, like on a mission, he made a mold out of his cock for her 💀 and yk... she uses it sometimes HWHEHSHES Krueger asked her to send a video of her using it and she does. She was so embarrassed and shy when she did it. Wearing one of Krueger's shirts and ONLY his shirt-- and her hair out (he loves seeing her hair down) and she's on the bed with the toy and she lubes it up, cause it's fucking huge. AND IT HAS A SUCTION CUP LOL so she just slaps on the bed frame and rubs it on her slit.

Fuck, and Krueger is just watching it like it's the last thing on earth. He is so FUCKING HARD and he wants to be there and fuck her himself. He hears her little whimper when the toy prods her hole. Sweet's is bent on the bed and holding a pillow, her eyebrows knitted and tears already springing in her eyes. Omg that makes Krueger go FERALLL

And once she backs her thick ass back into it, she squeals so loudly and starts to twitch. "Fuck... I think I just came..." GIRL I THINK KRUEGER JUST CAME WHEN YOU SAID THAT WTF-- she starts to grind on it, as much as she can fit, and starts to bounce on it. Her moans and whimpers flow through the speaker of his phone and other soldiers are just frozen and turned on, and are scared to shit to tell him that everyone can hear what's playing on his phone 💀(he honestly doesnt give a shit, hes too engrossed on the video) and Graves comes over, pissed at Krueger because it's extremely distracting whatever is on his phone. Graves was about to speak until he saw Sweetheart fucking herself on the biggest dildo he has ever seen. He has never seen her moan and whimper like that-- like gurl where has this side been?? And he just stands there with his eyes big and mouth gaping. His dick twitches in his pants and he feels light-headed. The fucking wet sounds of her stretched pussy and her low babbles and her bottom half jiggling with every bounce is straight torture for the both of them.

"Fuuucckkkk Krueger, if this is the size of your actual fucking cock I don't think I can take it..." Sweetheart whimpers out. Graves is like- SORRY WHAT

THAT BIG THING IS A MOLD OF KRUEGER'S COCK??? It's literally making a small bulge in her stomach when she sits up and it's not even in all the fucking way. Krueger growls, his knee bouncing like CRAZZYY "You'll take it, baby. You will." He mumbles to himself. Omg he's so turned on its making him unstable.

She goes faster, the bed frame creaking with her backing up on it. She gets louder and her thighs start shaking so damn much. "Cumming... Cumming!" She bites the pillow hard as her pussy creams around the dildo. She makes such a mess on the bed frame omg (Krueger and Graves wanted to lick it all clean) and she's breathing heavily, trying to calm herself down. Once she does, she gets up to get her phone, they can see that she's a bit sweaty and eyes teary and low. She wipes her face and she sighs before speaking. "I can't believe I did this. Fuck I'm still shaking. Just-- be safe Krueger." And the video ends. The silence is THICCKKKK AFTERWARDS LMAO

But I am making a smut fic between Krueger and Sweetheart, so keep an eye out for that!

[sugawarassoulmate]

More of shitty boyfriend daishou?????

tbh i didn't think anyone cared about him!! i never get requests for daishou 😅

words: 725

cw: fem!reader, cheating, unprotected sex, minors dni

he's still around, being the world's worst boyfriend. and honestly, reader's probably getting fed up of it at this point. he's never breaking up with mika, no matter what he whispers in your ear when the two of you are together.

you start to pull away a bit. you brush off his advances, laughing them off a simple joke, and you're making sure you're never alone with him for too long. he tries to put the moves on you but you're out the door before he can fully sink his teeth in. he tries to walk you to your dorm one night but you tell him you're meeting a friend instead.

after a while, daishou stops trying and you think he's gotten the hint. you wondered if the two of you could ever become friends once the awkwardness died down but the guilt of seeing mika's sweet face whenever she kissed her boyfriend killed that thought for you.

everything seemed fine. no more late night phone calls or sending nudes through snapchat. you and daishou could stand to be in the same room without palpable tension. his words to you were brief and while it hurt at first, you figured it was best than to continue the mess you were in before.

so when daishou approached you at a party — a get together between some of his teammates and other friends from campus, really — you didn’t think he had ulterior motives. his girlfriend was here and gave you a big hug. "it's been so long! we should hang out," she said, giving your hands a firm, loving squeeze.

you accept when daishou asks to talk somewhere quieter, thinking that he deserves some closure too.

"fuck, i need you to be quiet," he breathes, clamping his free hand over your mouth while the other keeps you pinned to the wall of the upstairs bathroom. you hadn't slept with anyone since giving daishou some distance all those months ago. the feeling of his long cock bruising your cunt had you shaking with pleasure.

you wanted to shout, to cry about how good he was fucking you but it all came out as a babble under his palm. it's probably for the best, you can only hope mika isn't getting suspicious downstairs wondering where her boyfriend ran off to.

"you can't deny of me of this like that again," a cocky grin slithers across daishou's face as he latches as the skin of your neck. "went fucking crazy not being in this pussy."

it's hard to ignore the tight feeling in your stomach when you hear those words, trying not to put so much weight into them but you've missed him too.

you didn't give much thought to date someone else — not like you and daishou were dating anyways — but you had given him so much of your attention, you didn't even know if you could flirt with another person.

there was no one else that caught your interest, just him. and it felt pathetic to admit it, having feelings for some guy that would rather juggle between two people than commit. but you can enjoy being a selfish person at least for now if it meant getting to enjoy the feeling on him.

knowing that time isn't on either of your sides, daishou fucks you harder. his hand drops from your mouth to lightly squeeze your neck, the dizziness only adding to your euphoria.

with your fingers in daishou's dark hair, you cum around his cock. any feelings of guilt you had wash away as you're overcome with the thought of "just daishou" over and over again.

"that's my girl, you're gonna take my cum, yeah?" he coos. "don't let a single drop go to waste."

even after he cums, daishou doesn't stop his pace, fucking his seed deep inside you. "ahh sugu, it's so much," you whine, feeling his cum running down your thigh when he finally pulls out.

daishou does his best to clean you up with toilet paper, flushing away the evidence.

when the two of you finally make it back downstairs, mika seems blissfully unaware that daishou had been gone for so long. she pulls you into a conversation about her classes and you try to follow along, ignoring the feeling of her boyfriend's cum pooling in your underwear.

©sugawarassoulmate 2024 all rights reserved - please do not repost/translate my work on other platforms!

[itgetsdark-x]

imagine sneaking off with dbf!joel as he’s at a family function with your dad. i can totally imagine him being smug because he knows that the guys closer to your age can’t make you feel nearly as good, a hand clamped over your mouth as he fucks you stupid in the bathroom or his truck.

A/N: oh anon, the thought of this had me going feral, like barking at a wall feral so I had to write it… I hope you like it! pls send me more ideas like this, I love them a lot <3

Summary: you knew that today was the day that you pushed Joel Miller over the edge; it was either going to be the best mistake you’d ever made or the ablsolite worst one.

Warnings: 18+ (minors dni), it’s just smut tbh, unprotected p in v (pls be sensible, wrap before u tap), lil bit of pussy slapping, age gap (unspecified age of reader, but definitely over the legal age <3)

Word Count: 2.9k

Characters: dbf!Joel Miller x (f) reader

“Meet me upstairs in 5 minutes, I’ll be in the bathroom, knock twice and I’ll let you in. Be a good girl now.” Joel growled in your ear, his hot breath fanned over your neck and you swallowed roughly. He squeezed your ass and with that, he was gone and he had disappeared upstairs. 

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You stared blankly into the empty kitchen and out to the full garden; your dad had called everyone round for a ‘family’ BBQ but of course that extended to Joel & Tommy Miller and all their work colleagues. You were celebrating your dad’s birthday and he wanted ‘all his closest’ people there. You had known Joel for a couple years, he was a colleague of your dad’s and in turn, they became super close in their personal life. 

You had always played a bit of a game with the older male; he was the same age as your dad and you knew it was a bit stupid but you couldn’t help it. It started slow, you would hold onto him for a second too long during a hug, brush your fingers on his thigh if he told a funny joke and you even got as bold as to sit in his lap. From the moment you placed yourself down, you felt the older male shift awkwardly underneath you and you felt his cock swell in his jeans, his hand gripped the chair he was sat in and you smirked when you saw his jaw tense. To everyone it seemed innocent, just Joel’s best friend’s daughter being friendly to someone who was in her life a lot. You both knew differently and you loved to see his reactions to each tease. 

That’s how you were in this position today and you knew you had pushed him too far this time. It was a warm day so you donned your best sundress for the occasion; it was short, shapely and left little to the imagination. You sat down on one of the garden chairs and basked in the sun, as soon as Joel walked into the garden you had clocked him and you bounded over to him to give him a hug, as you ran over, you made sure to flaunt your assets and push your arms together to accentuate your cleavage. It felt a little bit ridiculous but you couldn’t help the way your privates throbbed at the thought of what effect this would have on the older male. 

Joel swallowed roughly and gave you an awkward hug; he breathed in your sweet perfume and cleared his throat just to try and ground himself once again. 

“Hey cupcake,” he smiled. “I like your dress.” He mentioned casually as he let his eyes rake down your body. 

“Thanks Mr. Miller, daddy bought it for me especially for today! I was hoping you would like it.” You purred suggestively and you were grateful other guests were too preoccupied in their conversations to pay any attention to you both. 

“Well. I better go wish your old man a happy birthday.” Joel declared awkwardly, touching your arm as he walked past you. Yeah, today was going to be a really long fucking day for Joel. 

“Let me know if I can get you anything.” You smiled, your voice sweeter than apple pie as he left. 

You resumed your position in your garden chair and stretched your legs out onto the chair in front of you since no one was occupying it. You were wearing sunglasses and even still you caught the way Joel stared at you. He gripped the beer bottle in his hands tightly as you hitched your dress up by a few centimetres to reveal a wider expanse of your thighs. 

You chuckled to yourself and laid there, quietly on your phone as the day wore on around you. You briefly left your position to grab some food and another drink but besides that, you occupied that spot for most of the warm and sunny day. 

You felt Joel’s eyes on you the entire time and it made you laugh at how obvious his gaze was. You would be lying if you said it didn’t make you wet, just the thought of him getting all worked up over you when you both knew he couldn’t have you. Yeah, it was exciting to say the least. 

Joel was in a conversation with one of your neighbours, a single lady from a few doors down, her back was turned to you and yet, still, even when in a conversation, the man couldn’t tear his eyes off of you or your body for a single second. You smiled over at Joel and cocked an eyebrow at him in question as your fingers toyed with the hem of your dress. You saw the way his Adam’s apple bobbed under his facial hair and you smirked at the male. You looked around quickly to make sure no one else’s attention was on you and for the first time, you did something truly risky. 

You brought your legs up so they were bent at the knees slightly and you let your thighs fall open, with that, you gently pulled the light material of your dress up higher to just expose your naked privates to the older man as he spoke. 

Joel spluttered on his mouthful of beer and you laughed loudly. You quickly adjusted your position and your dress as your neighbour turned around to frown at you. God if she only knew the half of it. 

You got up and headed into the kitchen, it was cooler in there and it was quiet, just as you reached up to grab a drink from the top shelf of the fridge you felt someone’s body pressed behind yours. 

“Meet me upstairs in 5 minutes, I’ll be in the bathroom, knock twice and I’ll let you in. Be a good girl now.” Joel growled in your ear, his hot breath fanned over your neck and you swallowed roughly. He squeezed your ass and with that, he was gone and he had disappeared upstairs. 

As soon as Joel left the room, you went outside to find your dad. 

“Hey princess, you okay?” He asked and pressed a kiss to your cheek as he held an arm around you. 

“Yeah, I think I laid out in the sun a bit too much so I’m gonna go and lay down in my room for a bit. Is that okay?” You asked sweetly. 

Your dad nodded and kissed your cheek again. “Of my course, my love. You need anything at all? Need me to check on you in a bit?”

“NO!” You answered too quickly and awkwardly waved your hands in front of your face. “I mean, I’m probably just gonna take a nap and drink some water. I’ll be fine, thanks daddy!” You said innocently before disappearing inside again. 

It was a fairly busy get together, there were some neighbours that your dad invited because ‘what if they get upset that we were having a party without them?’ and then there was your family which was fairly large on your dad’s side and of course, there were the Miller brother’s. You were just grateful that Joel wouldn’t be missed too much as there was a lot going on around you to distract. 

As you climbed the stairs of your house to go to the bathroom, your breath was shaky and your stomach felt heavy with nerves and arousal. Why did Joel want to see you in the bathroom? Did he want a private word so he could scold you for your behaviour? Did he want to warn you to stop otherwise he would tell your dad? Your thoughts swam around your head and you brought your shaking hand up to knock on the door. Once. Twice. 

Joel opened it quickly and just as quick, he grabbed your wrist roughly and pulled you into the small bathroom. 

“What in the fuck do you think you’re playin’ out at outside, darlin’?” He asked, he had shut the bathroom window as the room sat directly above the garden and people would be able to hear your conversations clearly with it open. 

“Whatcha mean, Mr. Miller?” You asked quietly, batting your eyelashes at him innocently. 

“Don’t give me that innocent bullshit, darlin’.” He hissed, his Southern drawl only more apparent as he cursed at you. “You go around showing your cunt at any boy who looks your way?” He asked and you blinked stupidly at him. 

He had walked you backwards until your behind hit the bathroom counter. You shook your head at him to say no. 

“That’s right; because you know all the silly boys your age won’t give you what you need. You just need a real man’s cock, don’t ya?” He asked quietly, he grabbed your thighs and lifted you so you were seated on the counter behind you; your thighs spread so he could stand between them. “Feel what you do to me.” Joel snapped, his voice was sharp and dominant. 

Before you could respond, Joel was grabbing your wrist tightly and he brought your palm down to stroke along the length of his cock. It was rock solid under your touch and you shuddered at the thought you had driven him this mad. 

“A-are you angry with me?” You asked quietly, peering up to the taller man through your eyelashes. 

“I should be, I should be absolutely furious.” He muttered. “As soon as I saw you in this pretty dress today I knew it meant trouble. What do you think you’re doing parading around your family with this pretty little pussy free?” He asked and raised a questioning eyebrow at you. 

You shrugged slightly as your hand squeezed at the tip of his length. You had been with a few boys before but even on their best day’s they couldn’t compare to Joel’s length and thickness. 

“I know what you were doing, little girl. You wanted to drive me insane so I would finally act on it and fuck you, just show what a real man feels like.” Joel growled and it had your privates throbbing with need. 

You nodded and bit your lip as Joel’s hands were hitching your dress up over your thighs. He made an animalistic noise from the back of his throat as you spread your legs further to part your wet lips. Your arousal was apparent, your pussy was sticky and wet with pure need as Joel ran his fingers through it. 

“All this for me?” He asked quietly and you whimpered at his touch. “Shhh, that’s it. Stay quiet.” Joel cooed and slapped your pussy once. 

You bucked your hips forward and gripped the edge of the counter. 

“Fuck. Please.” You whimpered out the curse and Joel tutted at you disapprovingly. 

“That’s not the innocent little girl I know, hm? Your daddy taught you better manners than that.” He teased and slapped your pussy again, the vibrations rippled through your clit and you clamped your teeth into your bottom lip. “Bet he doesn’t know how much of a little slut his baby girl is though, does he?” Joel asked and slapped you again, you whimpered weakly and wrapped your legs around Joel’s thighs to try and bring him closer. 

“Please. Mr. Miller, please fuck me.” You pleaded and Joel barked a laugh into your face. 

“Oh darlin’ you’re about to have my cock buried in your cunt, you can call me Joel… or Sir.” He smirked as he watched your eyes flutter shut at his words. 

Joel wasted not a second longer and pushed his shorts down just enough for his cock and heavy balls to be freed. His length stood to attention and you looked down and breathed heavily at the sight. Joel tapped the tip of himself to your clit roughly and you looked at him with pleading eyes. 

He smirked and pressed himself into you slowly, he held your hips roughly to position your perfectly so he could buck his hips up to meet yours. As soon as you enveloped Joel with your perfectly tight heat, he let out a quiet groan. You couldn’t help the shaky moan that escaped your lips as Joel filled you up, your walls stretched around him and you winced at the sting of him. 

Joel didn’t give you a second to adjust, instead he drew his hips back and snapped them forward again roughly. You moaned again and Joel shot a disapproving look in your direction. 

“You’re gon’ have to keep real quiet, baby girl otherwise people are gon’ hear you being such a slut for your daddy’s best friend.” He growled and his voice was barely above a whisper. 

You nodded dumbly, all coherent thoughts had escaped your mind as Joel drove his cock into your roughly. He gripped your hips tighter, his fingers dug into your skin hard enough to bruise you and it only drove you madder. 

“Please, sir.” You whined. “Feels so good.” your voice was shaking as he snapped his hips forward again. 

“Yeah? You ever been fucked good like this before, little girl? Bet no boy could fill you up the way I am. You ever let anyone cum in this tight little cunt?” Joel hissed, his voice low in your ear. 

“N-never!” You whimpered. “Fuck, please do that, Joel. Please fill me up, I wanna feel your cum dripping out of me for hours.” You whispered, ensuring to keep your voice quiet. 

Joel smirked at that and he removed the grip from one of your hips, he brought two fingers up to your lips and you eagerly sucked them in and your swirled your fingers around his digits hungrily. His fingers were so thick and your eyes dropped in lust as you tried to suck them down deeper. 

He smiled as he worked his fingers in your mouth and his cock into your wet pussy. Joel removed his fingers from your mouth and a thick line of spittle dripped from your mouth, he took his fingers and circled your puffy clit with them. He elicited a filthy moan from your lips and Joel clamped he other hand over your mouth tightly causing your eyes to widen in panic. 

“Keep your god damned mouth quiet.” He growled and bucked his hips up, you kept yourself steady by gripping the countertop edge as Joel’s hips fucked up into you. 

He worked his fingers harder over your clit, the spit and your arousal causing them to slide over the sensitive bud with ease. Your walls fluttered around Joel’s cock and your stomach knotted tightly as your orgasm approached. 

“That’s it. Cum for me,” Joel whispered, his hand still clamped over your mouth. You sucked in a deep breath through your nose. “God I love the fact I’ve ruined this little pussy for any other boy now. Gonna be wishin’ it was me filling you forever now.”

You closed your eyes and tried to breathe through your orgasm as Joel’s cock slammed into you repeatedly. He was right, you were ruined for any other man now and silently, you cursed him for that. You knew this could never happen again. Tears pricked at the corner of your eyes as you shuddered and your hips bucked, it was too much and you moaned under Joel’s grasp. 

“I’m gonna remove my hand from your mouth so I can fuck my cum into you properly but you better keep your pretty little mouth quiet.” Joel hissed, you nodded silently, he smiled at you and removed his hand. You gulped down a big breath and Joel resumed his vice-like grip on your thighs. 

He snapped his hips at a punishing rate and you breathed shakily as his cock head nudged your cervix; it verged on painful but you silently took Joel down and gasped loudly as his seed spilled into you. You felt the warm spurts of his semen fill you entirely and you clamped your walls down on him, trying to get every drop of cum from him. 

“Good girl.” Joel cooed as he pulled out from you with a wince. He took a step back and admired how your pussy started to leak with his cum. You smirked at him and dipped a finger down to collect some, locking eyes with Joel you brought your finger up to your mouth to taste the liquid and you moaned softly as you tasted the mixture of yourself and Joel. 

You couldn’t help but notice the way his spent dick jumped at the sight and he clenched his jaw tightly. 

“Fuckin’ hell, darlin’. You tryna finish me off here?” He spoke quietly and tucked himself back into his shorts. 

“Just wanted to see if you tasted as good as you felt.” You giggles with a shrug. 

“Look, this can’t happen again. It was a moment of weakness, we’ve clearly scratched an itch but I can’t do this again. Your daddy would kill me.” He whispered as you jumped down and looked up at him innocently. 

You laughed dryly and raised a brow at him. “Yeah, sure. It won’t happen again, Mr. Miller, until it does.” You winked and reached up to kiss his cheek. 

You brushed past Joel and went to your bedroom to lie down, your head was swimming and your skin was clammy with your previous activities. 

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[missy-0-piink]

omg i want to torture fyodor so bad like imagine having a threesome w him n Nikolai but it’s rlly just the two of u ganging up on fyodor, one torturing his prostate over and over again, while the other keeps on pumping his dick, all while keeping his legs apart and putting a cock ring on him, as well as nipple clamps <333

like pls i want to do this to him for hours on end until he can’t even think and all he can do is cry (he’s a little slut so he gets off on it tbh 🧍‍♀️)

Yes omg

Like, fyodor keeps trying to close his legs but mykola is forcefully holding his legs apart while railing him, his thick and long cock hitting fyodor right in the prostate with each hard thrust

Nipple clamps are tight on his nipples, pinching them and it hurts, but god it makes him leak even more, the sensation tripling his arousal

And the cherry on top? you’re roughly fisting his cock, squeezing the tip each time you reach it and fyodor is losing it

It feels too good, too intense and he’s sobbing, tears streaming down his face, he’s trying to blubber out words but they just won’t form, all they come out as is a mess of noises

You’ve been going at it for hours, and the worst part? No matter how good he feels, he can’t fucking cum.

You’ve put a cock ring that squeezes the base of his cock, preventing him from having the orgasm he needs right now, and he’s so needy right now

He just wants to cum, but each time he tries to voice it, he can’t

It doesn’t help that the both of you are teasing him, degrading him all the while smiling and laughing cruelly

He can’t cope, and he feels like he’s going to pass out, but the need to cum is keeping him awake

He’s whining and whimpering, looking at you both with pleading eyes, and yet, the both of you don’t relent

“Oh, what wrong Fedya?! This is meant to be an enjoyable thing!” You say cheerfully, twisting your grip around his cock extra hard, pulling another yelp from him

“Yeah, Dos-kun! And you do seem to be loving it, I mean, look at how hard your cock is!” Mykola chimes in, laughing as though he isn’t balls deep in fyodor

Fyodor just throws his head back, a meek “no!” Leaving his lips as you both speed up

He thinks this is the closest he’s come to dying (he’ll realise later how exaggerated that thought is, but can you blame him? Just look at what you two are doing to him!)

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Hope you like~ 🤗

[hanasnx]

Tbh, Scott would fuck you out in the woods bc he knows that you're too damn loud for the cabin or the shed, doesn't want to get his ass caught. It's probably also cold as balls outside, but he still needs that pussy ❤️

MINORS DNI 18+

SCOTT BARRINGER’s big hand clamped over yours leads you further and further away from the warm confines of Horizon’s campus.

“Scott—“ you gasp, cut off by losing your footing against the uneven ground. Rudely, he yanks you back up in his version of aid without skipping a beat. “Scott!” you whisper, “Where are we going?” The steam of your breath rises over your nose.

“C’mon.” he tells you, throwing the word over his shoulder as he glances at you. Finding yourself in the outskirts of the woods, you realize what he’s doing as soon as your back hits the trunk of a tree. “You’re too damn loud, had to get you all the way out here to do anything to you.” Your response is interrupted by his lips silencing you, muffling your “mmph!” of surprise.

Any protests regarding the temperature are met with his agreement, “Yeah, it is fucking cold. But it’s better than you promising you’ll shut up only to wake up my bunkmates again.” while he’s heating you up with his body, nailing you to the tree with his long cock beating your insides. Layers of clothes moved out of the way just enough so he can get at your pussy.

[lyneytricks]

I SAW UR TAGS KSJDAHLAK can u imagine trans!cyno sitting on your face... [explodes] nsfw below because u gave me cyno brainworms

The both of you are taking some shade in the desert while on a break and to pass the time, you slyly suggest to eat him out ("it'll be relaxing, at least for me it'll be," you laugh and he can feel the heat rush to his cheeks)

Soon, you get him to undress and you're kissing all over him, his neck, his collarbones, his top surgery scars. He shudders under your touch and it leaves you yearning for more. The sweltering climate in the desert is unbearable but it can't compare to the searing heat of your breath on his skin as you move down between his thighs.

You suck a few tasteful hickeys before you shift your positions and have Cyno straddling your face. He's already dripping, breath shaky with anticipation and he gasps when he feels your tongue dart out. You work him up until he's panting on top of you, his thighs clamping down on either side of your head as he grinds down on your face.

When you know he's about to climax ("A-ah! I'm- I need- ngh! -you! C-cumming!"), your hands go to grip at his thighs, driving your tongue deeper into him as he creams on your face with a shout.

After the both of you recover and are ready to continue, you have to suppress a laugh when you note that Cyno has to use his staff to get back up on his feet and steady himself.

"This is why I don't bring you on my expeditions," he scowls, "we just end up fucking."

Ummmmm yeah ! :3c

HELLO???????? GOD????? QI AHAHJAJAJANSJSNSJSJ IM FUCKING CRYING THIS IS SO GOOD

That last line is so true tbh I would £@*\+(*@&*\(&+) £(+\&(*; £\*\+(*)£";+( instead of focusing on work

[quickestsilvermaximoff]

for you i would ruin myself (a million little times) pietro maximoff x f!reader

a/n: woo woo!! first fic on here hell yeah! tbh this is a more experimental fic. Pietro and reader are not so good people, but neither is Crystal tbh she's also a cheater in this. Unhealthy relationships wooo!! also yes fully listened to illicit affairs whilst writing this

warnings: smut, cheating/extra-marital affairs, slight choking, both reader and pietro are fully aware they're not in the right but tbh they get off on it, semi-public sex, degradation, rough sex, mouth covering, unprotected sex (wear protection folks, this ain't real life!)

word count: 1012

minors do not interact!!! 18+ only

He keeps a tight grip of her throat, relishing in the whimpers and groans being stifled by his grip as he thrusts deep inside her.

It had gotten out of hand, but now he... god, does he want this. What had started out as a way to get back at his cheating wife was quickly divulging into genuine, true feelings.

His pace stutters for not even a second. She won't notice, because he hisses through his teeth and pushes against her, pulling her tighter to him as he changes his pace to be more...

"Fuck-" she breathes, leaning her head back into his shoulder and whining at his brutal pace. It hurts, feeling the head of his cock slam against her cervix with every thrust. But god was it a good hurt. She wanted more and more of that delicious ache. "Pietro, please-"

"You like that?" he grins into her ear, smugness dripping from his tone. "Like getting fucked rough, like a good little whore, hm?"

Her answering whimper and the gush of warmth and throbbing around his cock tells him all he needs to know. He stifles a groan, leaning down and clamping his teeth around her shoulder.

"Yes," she whines, rutting against him. "I like being a good little whore. I like being your good little whore."

"Fuck-" he hisses, his hips stuttering against hers as he feels himself tipping towards- "I'm gonna- I need to pull-"

"Don't." she whispers, leaning her head back to meet his eyes. "Don't you dare. Cum inside me."

His eyes fly open, blue eyes filled with shock as he searches her face. "You're sure-? What if-?"

"I don't care." she tells him, reaching a hand back and tangling it in his hair. "And I don't think you do either. You want your cum to be filling me up, don't you? Dripping out of me..." her lips curl up into a smirk as his eyes darken.

"You're a tease," he growls into her ear, and she giggles, leaning up and pressing her lips to his. It's rare, kissing her during the act. It had always seemed too intimate for the nature of their relationship. He's married, she's the other woman, they don't love each other. They'd avoided kisses like the plague for the longest time.

Lately, they'd been slipping. Their touches had begun to linger, his eyes had begun to search for her the moment he entered a room, and the kissing...

It was gentle, loving, passionate. Things he'd used to be with his wife.

And so, he returns her kiss, moving his hand from her throat to cup her cheek. She sighs softly against his lips, meeting him eagerly.

They could stop at any moment, walk away. He could go back to being a faithful husband, devoted to his wife and daughter.

He didn't want to.

God, he didn't want to. Maybe once, right at the beginning, could he have stopped. Now?

Now he was attached. Had grown used to the soft eyes, the way her hair looked after a particularly rough fucking, the feeling of her laid against his chest with her fingers tracing absent circles. He had grown used to the roll of her eyes whenever he annoyed her, the sweet sound of her laughter that seemed to follow him through the halls and haunt his day until he had to see her.

It wasn't love, he'd insist. Love wasn't sneaking around behind everybody's back, love wasn't making sure nobody saw you together in your most intimate moments, love wasn't frantically rearranging your clothes to fuck her behind a pillar purely because she'd worn her hair in a way that showcased her neck.

It couldn't be love.

He had loved his wife, and that had turned sour. Perhaps he wasn't cut out to be a husband, perhaps Crystal wasn't cut out to be a wife.

It can't be love, he thinks as he moves his mouth against hers, as she tugs on his hair and as his thrusts speed up to chase his release.

It can't be love, he thinks as he spills inside of her, groaning into her mouth and thumping his head to rest against her shoulder, chest heaving.

It can't be love, he thinks as she starts to stroke his hair, pressing gentle pecks to his face. He opens his eyes, finding hers to be closed as she too catches her breath. Her fingers continue to card through his hair.

It can't be love, he thinks as he slips out of her, gently moving her to the bed they hadn't quite made it to. He collapses beside her, tugging her to his side and pressing his lips to her sweaty temple. He takes a deep breath, humming at the sweet smell of her hair intermingled with the sweat of exertion.

Love isn't ignoring each other's company in public. Love isn't fucking your friend's husband. Love isn't betraying your wife, even though it's in the way she had betrayed you. Love isn't fucking another woman and spilling inside of her, uncaring of any consequences it could have on your lives.

"What are you thinking about?" she asks, peering up at him with sleepy eyes and an exhausted grin.

It alarms him when he realises just how far he is willing to take this. How willing he is to keep her, always. He's an idiot. A mess.

He loves her, like the fool he is.

"Nothing at all." he lies, pressing a kiss to her temple. "How can I, with you looking like that, hm?"

She doesn't believe him, and he knows it. But she laughs, swatting his chest and nuzzling closer to his side. He feels the thrum of her pulse against his skin, the warmth of her, and he knows.

He's going to ruin himself. There is no scenario in which this does not end in catastrophe. He wouldn't be surprised if this ended with Medusa strangling him with that ridiculous hair of hers.

He cannot bring himself to care, not if it means he gets to keep her.

[hyunniiees]

I’m surprised that there’s a lack of Seulgi and bdsm kind of headcanons/fics since 28 Reasons is right there, but maybe it’s just because I haven’t found it yet. 😂 I wanna know what your thoughts are on Seulgi as a dom and sub when it comes to bdsm. 🫣

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oh yeah! i too haven't found it yet 🫠

but ooo both sub!seulgi and dom!seulgi sounds so hot. i see her as a switch ngl just like how she is on stage and off stage. also depends on her mood whether she wants to be controlled or have the upper hand in bed.

individually, sub!seulgi.. i feel like she'd be into pet play, calling you mistress, kneeling for you with her tail by her feet, looking up at you with the cutest eyes while she rubs her cheek against your knee. so cute. oh! she loves wearing collars with leash with your initials engraved on it too or maybe the ones that are connected to nipple clamps. oh god she'd look so pretty in those. with her head between your thighs and hands tied behind her back, she gets desperate at the sight of your pussy, "please mistress.. let me make you feel good." so you pull onto the leash, "yeah? be a good girl and eat me out until i cum. you don't want to disobey your mistress, do you?"

dom!seulgi. oh god i could go on and on bc personally, i am a sucker for dom!seulgi, so hot omg. i know this is used everywhere but daddy!seulgi is my all time favourite. i don't think she cares too much abt the names that you want to call her because either way, she still loves the way you moan and call out for her whenever you're feeling good. imagine her fucking you on all fours while she grabs both of your wrists (she has pretty big hands tbh) and pins it behind your back. "look at you, taking daddy's cock like a little slut that you are." BYE.. and! she loves blindfolding you and would tease and edge you while you're bound to the bed. you love it tho.

[dullweapons]

𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒

from : @sapientiiae , @vilestblood , @dutifulsilence !

🍆 how do they feel about toys? do they have any? what’s their favorite? do they use them with partners?

yes toys !!! usually he uses toys when he's just masturbating cause hands sometimes don't cut it &. he needs a little help . he's got a few different things such as dildos in different sizes , some that are only fit for a size queen such as himself . Those are probably just for him but i also picture him having a pegging set for his afab s/o to peg him if he trusts them enough to ! ( ray is a little picky who gets to peg him but its for safety reasons. he overstimulates & can be dangerous )

probably nipple clamps , his tits are sensitive pls do touch them that is why he has his nips periced . perhaps paddles for impact play ? rope & handcuffs as some of his lovers have been into BDSM & he's pretty good as a dom .

he's also fine with trying new toys if his partner wants to ? like he'll try candle wax even if he's never done it before .

🤪 what’s the wildest place they’ve ever done something sexual?

idk he'd fuck anywhere ?? probably banged a zelda on the throne of hyrule castle . ( probably blue's zelda @/hyliangrace tbh . they have a healthy sex life those too but in blue's words : would fuck on the triforce if they could )

shadow temple ? yep that place is v sexy to him he's 100% fuck there & use the torture devices as sex toys .

top of death mountain ? probably with a goron .

literally anywhere you can think of he's fucked in there . you can't be immortal & NOT fuck in the wildest places you & think of

👀 how do they feel about voyeurism ? exhibitionism ?

voyeurism : yeah sure , he's into it . honesty he is into just watching people in a non sexual sense ⸻ humans are interesting to him . they act different to him . but back to sexual ; yeah he'll watch his partner fuck someone else if they're into cucking . he'll watch you undress behind a partition screen & jerk off & he'll watch you masterbait . but he's more into being watched himself ? not even out in public just in general . like just looking at him intensely as he jerks off & he'll explode .

exhibitionism : yes . yes yes yes yes yes ⸻ ray is hyperily into this . he won't do anything in a public space just out in the open but fucking in a broom closet or in the room next door to a bunch of people ? or better yet , fucking someone out a window & they have pretend nothing is happening . or getting his dick sucked under the desk while he's talking to someone . all of that is soooo hot to him .

🕒 what’s the longest time they went without engaging in sexual activity with a partner? [masturbation doesn’t count]

i think the period between sahar & a bit before gwal in the timeline . so SS - Pre OOT ? probably during the force era ( minish cap & four swords ) is when he finally hit up a prostitute . before that he was practically a virgin & claimed he would never love another since sahar died & was okay never having sex again . so he went without sexual activity for a few hundred years .

& when he did lay with a prostitute ( probably peer pressured by other knights tbf ) he just was like ❌👁️ ‼️ & didn't know what he was doing & probably left without doing much of anything out of embarrassment . he eventually gets over this & beds prostitutes or flirts with woman in bars regularly ⸻ nothing serious until he meets gwal during the civil war & realizes men were an option this whole time .

🫂 how do they feel about friends with benefits?

long as they both consent he's down ! he is probably going to catch feelings but that is a him problem ! has happened before & will happen again . even if he does catch feelings if he can tell that his friend w/ benefits does NOT want it he is going to keep it to himself .

he wouldn't want their relationship to turn into just fucking . he would still want to be friends & wouldn't want to lose that . cause if you just ride his dick & leave him immedelity he's going to be upset . ray does NOT want to be used just for sex .

[sunlightandsuffering]

A while ago you said you had a fwb somewhat angsty au in mind. Can you please share us a little bit about it? I'm so curious

oh my god lol, I have been talking about my friends with benefits AU since the dawn of time tbh 😂 I started it SOOO long ago, i'm sure i've posted it before but Ill post the snippet again for u lol. But basically I wanted childhood friends to lovers friends with benefits where Mikasa is a super rich girl, and Eren is her bestie, been together forever, off and on a lot bc Mikasa's family doesn't really approve. She goes to balls and big galas a lot and they want her to marry someone of similar status and altho Eren is a great guy, he's probably in trades or something, or just in school rn, not a lawyer or a doctor, or some super rich billionaire they have in mind. So they have like the same recurring fight and it's painful as fuck but this time Eren is kind of the simp can u believe??? LOL! And he's basically been chasing her forever! and he's not so sure he can handle the heartbreak anymore 🥲 i'm laughing tho bc i just reread all of it, and wow I made it so much more painful than i thought lol!

They’re laying together watching some romantic comedy that Mikasa chose, and she’s draped across him like his own personal blanket, wearing little to nothing as usual. His hands clamped around the curve of her waist, stroking up her sides, teasing her lightly.  He knows how to work her up and when the movie changes to a love scene, he observes the first signs of her wanting him. She starts to squirm on top of him and buries her head further into his shoulder ignoring the movie entirely as the actors on screen start to go at it and Mikasa takes the opportunity to begin grinding on him.  If they were wearing less clothes he could slip inside easily right now, and it would be bliss.  Mikasa says exactly what he’s thinking, “Take your pants off?” 

Neither waste much time and his sweats are pulled down just enough to release his throbbing cock and Mikasa slips her panties to the side before positioning her pussy over his dick and they both let out sighs of pleasure as he slides in.  “Fuck.” 

They don’t move much, content just to be connected and Mikasa lets out a soft little moan, “God it’s been a while.” “Who’s fault is that? I told you that fuckwad wasn’t worth your time.”

There’s an edge to his voice as he speaks and he hates it, but it’s hard to control when he considers her getting with someone else.  She moans a little as she slowly begins to rock herself on him, “I just- I thought I’d give it a try—fuck.” She murmurs to herself as she rocks back farther and he bottoms out, his tip kissing her cervix and she bites the muscle of his shoulder, her eyes closing at the pleasure. 

His own hands move to the plush cheeks of her ass to knead and spread them more as he helps her fuck herself on his dick. 

“And what’s the verdict Miki?”  “I’m not gonna try again, I’ve got you.”

A stab of pain cuts through the pleasure at her words, straight to his heart like pins and needles. His next question is cutting, savage, “Did you fuck him?” “Yeah, ate me out too, couldn’t make me come.” 

This ignites the burning fire of jealousy and rage, and he doubles his efforts. “You’re not gonna do it again right? This is my pussy.” He slams into her roughly and she chokes on her next sentence.  “Yeah, -ngh—Fuck Eren.” He grins as he begins to guide her movements more harshly and thrusts himself up inside her as far as he can from his position. 

He tries not to think about how many times they’ve made this exact promise, and just how many times they’ve broken it.  But fuck she feels good, her walls clenching around him every time he tries to pull out, tight and refusing to allow him to leave. 

Sure, they fuck around with other people occasionally when they’re both pissed off like last week but for better or for worse, he’s the one she always comes back to, and it pleases him in a twisted way. 

He’s the only one. 

Except when he’s not.

Except when she’s out at a gala or a charity benefit with her family getting fucked in the bathroom by some douche canoe with more money than he knows what to do with. It doesn’t matter that he’s the one with her right now, carving out his place inside her, a hole no one else can fill, he’s reminded brutally that he has no permanent claim to her. They’re not dating, not married, engaged, nothing, they’re strictly friends with benefits. 

It’s been years since they’ve started this arrangement and its never changed, no matter how much he wants it to or how many times she stabs the knife into his heart.   

His pretty girl tucks a lock of hair behind her ear as she sits up, removing herself from his chest and holding herself over him instead, onyx eyes staring down his face before she goes in for a searing kiss as she spears herself on him again. God had he missed this when they were fighting.  His tongue slides past her lips to tangle with hers before he takes her full bottom lip between his teeth, biting gently. 

His thrusting slows a bit and Mikasa lets out a whine into his mouth, but he wants to enjoy this, it’s been too long, and he wants to drag it out for as long as possible. 

“Eren!” She whines impatiently, pulling away from his lips and he grins up at her, hands still holding her waist and gently rocking her back and forth.  “Let me enjoy this baby it’s been weeks.” “Fine but only if you tie me to the headboard after.” “You got it Miki.” 

[spirallingstarcases]

Many, many of those wips look very intriguing but I’m gonna ask about bang the door closed :]

oh i’m gonna get polarized reviews on this one. so bang the door closed is a peterick fic set in a universe where bang the doldrums is a setlist regular and patrick hates singing it. um. mostly this was me practicing writing possessive characters and voices, but tbh i think i got some pretty okay lines out of it. i think i ended up abandoning it after realizing that patrick could never hate his own songs they’re like his babies <33

here’s a snippet :3

“You wanna talk about it?”

Patrick sighs, and lays down on his stomach on the bed. “No,” he says into the sheets.

“You probably should.” He feels Andy sit down beside him.

“Yeah.” Patrick inhales the musty smell of hotel sheets. “I should.”

They sit in silence. Pete was supposed to be here, Patrick thinks. He’s supposed to be sharing this room with Peter Lewis Kingston Wentz (the Third), but said pretentious fuck is off scoring chicks and twinks and then sleeping in their one bedroom apartments in the city just to stumble back in the morning, bleary and tired and fucked out, to tuck himself against Patrick like he never left.

Pete was supposed to be sharing the last six hotel rooms with him, too.

Surely there’s something unhealthy in the way Patrick lets him, lets Pete climb all over him and shove his face and hands where they don’t belong, except that it’s Pete, and Pete always belongs, always, when it’s him.

“I don’t like the song.” Patrick finally admits.

Andy lets out a slow breath. “Which song?”

“Bang the Doldrums,” Patrick says. As soon as he says it, he clamps his mouth shut. It feels like he just committed a sin, admitting that he doesn’t like it, doesn’t like Pete’s words, doesn’t like the guitar riffs, doesn’t like anything about it at all.

[choiscore]

moc ch. 49: a collection of random notes

to @hongism 💌

hi caly! <3 this is anon 🧸 speaking.

today i’m trying something new. im reading the new chapter and annotating every thought i have while doing it so that nothing that i want to say has the CHANCE to be forgotten. this will be LONNNNG. im sorry but it’s what you deserve (in a positive way ofc). so if like there’s a plot twist or something that’ll shake me to my core further down the chapter, im not there yet. that’s why i sound calm. i’ve not started reading yet, that’s the actually the reason im calm at all! now let’s start <3 you’re in for a ride my beloved im sorry in advance.

also i was obviously inspired to do this by @marknee’s post but my thoughts aren’t nearly as articulate and detailed as theirs. this is real this is me 🧍‍♀️ my rambling wouldn’t fit in one or two or even three asks

the first scene with mingi was funny. it’s a first to see him relaxed like this. he cracked a joke AND smiled??? groundbreaking. i love his dynamic with mc and w everyone in the crew tbh. i feel like he has so much to show us yet!!

nightingale. oof, the part where he asks if mc was in bed with san when he told her about him was a low blow. and nightingale implying that san could be lying…. i know you said he’s being more sincere than we think but i can’t help being suspicious of him :-( i love my baby but he IS SUS. also i picture nightingale looking something like a cyborg with the glowing eye is that weird? i dig his look 😎 also we all know that san did some really bad stuff in the past and he’s dangerous dangerous but id really love to see him lose it. just truly be the scourge’s dog. but preferably away from any of the crew members please.

“What if he asks San to kill next time? Then what?” uh this seems like it’s foreshadowing something. i wasn’t that serious CALY IM SCARED

“I did too, at one point. Until San asked to take me to the brig one day. Even when I was fully in the mouth of a monster, I did not feel it. Not until he clamped his jaw down around me.” yeah san scares me im scared of what he’s capable of im shaking in my boots rn but at the same time it’s kinda attractive ngl i just don’t want him to hurt anyone we love!!!! 😭

“You wish to know the ins and outs of how things turned out the way they did if only to know how to avoid the same fate for yourself later down the line.” she is smart yeah that’s what im talking about!!! sick curiosity + being kinda scared + the need/want to feel safe is something i’ll never get tired of. i think it’s human nature to be attracted to extreme experiences and concepts that like push the limits of everything you’ve ever known while also knowing that you’ll never be the same if you really go after those things. that’s part of being alive ;-)

“[…] I climbed over her dead body and I reached into that man’s chest to break it open and squeeze the life of his heart.” is this the same thing she did to the security guard or like she literally opened his chest up? 👁️

fuck san and mc have a lot in common don’t they. they’re both so powerful and dangerous but at the same time they seem so afraid of what they’re capable of… i mean i don’t know if san truly is, but some part of me feels like he’s scared he can lose control and hurt someone he loves… on the other hand, i don’t know if mc knows the true extent of her powers and that >is< scary.

i LOVE jongho and mc’s relationship. they’re one of my favorites my babies i love them!!! not luca giving them 1 (one) chocolate whdnshxhqvdba cute!!! / “Yes, I’ll see you later, woman! We fuckin’ live together, it’s not like you’re going off to war,” i love them i do!!!!

“No, but Vida in general is nothing pleasant.” this is funny because vida in portuguese means life. yeah jongho life is nothing pleasant sometimes you’re right…. also why did you choose this name, caly? im so interested in moc lore 🥸

not san being a fucking menace and scaring jongho??? i can see him standing in the dark staring at poor jongho hiding in his little corner like 🧍‍♂️ also im so intrigued by san and hongjoong’s relationship. he has the same authority as seonghwa, huh? interesting. kinda terrifying. is san scared of hongjoong? 🤔

hongjoong is so petty oh my godddddhhgg i know he’s like that in real life too. changing the course of the ship to somewhere else bc jongho wanted to get off at the next stop? petty bitch

“You’re making a home in a house that does not belong to you, though that is not entirely your fault. San has let you in. Now Nightingale has pulled up a chair for you at the table. I suppose all that’s left is for either Hongjoong or myself to open all the closet doors so that the skeletons can fall out.” it’s not like i haven’t told you this before, but im in LOVE with your writing caly. i don’t have enough vocabulary for this but i could read whatever you write forever. this snippet in particular is so cool, the house metaphor… I love it!

“Did you only fuck me because it reminded you of Hongjoong?” oh fuck here we go im grabbing my popcorn. oh my god mc is going for hwa’s throat but she’s SO RIGHT slay queen / “You were never after anything more than sex but you hoped it would change things?” oop 🫣 he caught her there i’ll say that

jfc how did they start ripping each other apart so quickly the tension snapped in like a second??? also hwa pointing that mc hates hongjoong so much that she considers anyone that cares about him idiots… i mean. i sincerely cannot believe that anyone likes him for the person he is. the captain is not a good person. yes i love him, i do, but he’s goddamn awful. my point being that those who care about him only do because, like hwa said, he gave the crew a safe space AND he manipulated those around him because he has that power. they care about joong because they have to, it’s a safety measure… / “When your hatred turns to infatuation, I’ll be sure to tell you all the ways in which Hongjoong has orchestrated the destruction of your psyche since your arrival here.” I AM ABSOLUTELY SCREAMING / mc is so mad that hwa is implying that she wants hongjoong i can’t wait to see where this takes us i’d pay to see them together djahsnshqvvsbabsjab?-!:!/$/!

“Take a long hard look at yourself, Y/n. A woman who was just on her knees before me. Pliant, obedient, with no control to call her own. Isn’t that where you belong, Y/n? My pretty weapon, my pretty Siren, my pretty treasure.” wow this whole scene w hongjoong. i held my breath the entire time jesus christ it was so INTENSE i don’t even know what to say, my thoughts are still processing. hongjoong is truly worthy of the scourge title, i could feel his madness and the humiliation mc was feeling through the screen…

hoooo okay. why do i feel like san is trying to manipulate mc with sex? with the lovely words and touches just like nightingale said? it doesn’t sit well with me the way he started to eat her out while she was crying, it truly doesn’t…. and not her seeing hongjoong while she’s with san??? this is so twisted oh my god

SAN CALLING HER MY TREASURE WAS SO FUCKING INTENTIONAL AND THE WAY HE KNEW HONGJOONG WAS GOING TO MAKE HER HIS LEFT HAND FOR THE MISSION CALY HE KNOWS EVERYTHING HE DOES!!!!! fuck i don’t trust san AT ALL he probably knows about what hongjoong did to mc and he’s trying to excuse everything his beloved captain does!!! fucking scourge!!!!

ugh caly this was a ride i feel like crying bc i missed moc so much! it’s always such a pleasure to wait and read what that beautiful brain of yours comes up with!!! it’s always worth it. thank you so much for sharing this absolute gem of a story with us. 💗 can’t wait for the interim!

[nyxnygma]

hey! i absolutely loved your sami fic, i was wondering if i could request a nasty suicide x fem!reader? it could be anything you want tbh, i love your writing

I love you, Dipshit || Nasty Suicide

[Nasty Suicide x Fem!Reader]

Summary: Nasty can’t figure why you hate him so much. He also cannot figure out why your so bad that he has a date

Warnings: insults, obliviousness, jealousy

Masterlist

A/N: been needing an excuse to write about Nasty

Nasty liked you, a lot, and has ever since Razzle introduced you to as his roommate. The problems that he faced is that you seemed to hate his guts. The two of you cannot be left in a room alone together for more than a minute without an argument breaking out.

“You sure it’s cool for me to come to your flat?” Nasty asked Razzle, who was searching for the keys in his jacket pocket, the rest of the band behind them.

“Yeah,” he shrugs putting the keys into the lock, “why wouldn’t it be?”

“Y/N. She hates my guts,” he replies. Nasty heard the sniggers made by Michael and Sami behind him. He turned and glared at them.

“Y/N? She doesn’t hate you,” Razzle cringed as he opened the door and ushered the four men into his humble abode.

“I asked if I could have a cup of tea as well and she picked up a half empty mug from two days ago, spat in it, and gave it to me with an evil smile,” nasty gave the drummer a dead panned look. Michael and Sami’s giggles increased in volume.

“Okay! One time-”

“Every time I walk past her, she sticks her leg out to get me to trip over,” the guitarist added on, “I’ve only ever seen her truly happy around me when she manages to make me fall flat on my face.”

“Okay, okay,” Razzle put his hands up in surrender, “so she isn’t your biggest fan? Big deal. She isn’t in anyway.”

“So you let him go on that rant about his charming crush for no reason?” Sami whined.

“Crush?!” Nasty chocked out, “Y/N isn’t my crush. She hates me.”

“Yeah but you love her, don’t you Nasse?” Michael teased. Nasty blushed with embarrassment.

“Aw, he’s blushing!” Andy pointed out.

“How sweet,” Michael slapped his hands together.

“Oh fuck off,” Nasty flipped his band off.

“If I have to head another ‘Y/N is so blah blah blah’ ‘oooo Y/N is so beautiful but mean’ I’m going to actually have breakdown,” Sami complained.

“Well done,” Razzle chuckled handing the guys a beer each, “out of all the girls in the world, you fall for one that hates you. Gotta hand it to you, mate, that’s hilarious.”

“I haven’t fallen for anyone,” Nasty shook his head in disbelief, “anyway, are you gonna show us the album or not.”

“Alright, Romeo,” Micheal giggles.

“I would say he is more like Mr Darcy-” Sami begun to explain.

“Shut up!”

Two hours passed and the boys were all talking about mundane topics when the door opened,revealing you.

You hadn’t noticed the band yet as you were saying your goodbyes to your date. “Goodnight, Johnathon,” you smiled sweetly at the man, “I had a great time tonight.”

“I’m glad. Goodnight.”

You closed the door and stepped into the living room to find the group of giggling men, all but one.

“Good date?” Razzle asked as he patted the seat beside him to indicate you to join him. Nasty felt a wave of unusual jealousy rush through this body at the thought of you being with another man, which he knew was weird but he could not help the feeling overcome him.

“He is so dreamy and such a gentlemen. He payed for dinner and ordered me a brownie. He was funny as well. Did I mention dreamy? He’s handsome and.. clean,” you answer your best friend. You looked over to Nasty, whose fists were now clamped together in jealousy, and raised your eyebrows, “got a bit of something there on your collar, love.”

Jan looked down to find that there was indeed some sort of stain on his shirt’s collar. He muttered a curse word in Finnish under his breath before storming away to the bathroom.

He could hear the laughing of you and his friends from the bathroom, where he rubbed the embarrassing mark with a water soaked cloth. He was in the room for a good ten minutes, most of the time he spent trying to calm himself down. He couldn’t believe how stupid it was to get jealous over a girl who hated him.

He opened the door and he should have looked where he was going as he bumped into you. “Shit,” you mutter as you drop the food in your hands.

“Fuck. Sorry,” he apologised as he stepped back to face your pissed-off face.

“Thanks a lot,” you scoff, “but yet again what else should I expect from you.”

You roll your eyes and started to walk away from the bewildered man, leaving the food on the floor for him to pick up. “Hang on,” Nasty grabbed your wrist and spun you around.

“Oi!” You exclaimed. He looked as shocked as you as he let go of your wrist.

“What is your problem?” Nasty asked.

“My problem?” You repeat.

“Yeah!” He shouts, “not to sound childish or anything but you are so horrid to me for no reason at all. I’ve tried and tried to make nice with you but you can’t help it in your natural bitchy state to be insulting but your fine with the others.”

“Nasty-”

“No! I don’t want to hear your witty comebacks,” he interrupts, “or if my shirt is buttoned wrong or if there’s food on my face.”

“Jan!”

“Listen. If you can’t saying anything remotely nice just shut up-”

This time he was the one interrupted as your lips slammed into his. Nasty was surprised but did not want to ruin the moment as he reciprocated the action, wrapping his arms securely around your waist as he leant down.

It took a good four minutes for the two of you to separate. You stared into each other’s eyes in silence, his eyes flicked down to your swollen lips to confirm what just happened really happened. “What- why?”

“Cause I love you, dipshit,” you snigger at his shocked face.

“You love me?” He choked on his own words.

“Yeah,” you said in a matter-of-fact tone.

“Then why are you so aggressive?”

“Because it’s easier to act like I hate you than to tell you I love you.”

“That is- that is stupid.”

“Sod off! You didn’t voice your feelings either, you pussy.”

“Oh fuck me.”

“Can do,” you wink, wrapping your arms around his neck.

“That’s a bit cheesy,” Nasty tilts his head to the side as he holds back his laughter. You just roll your eyes as you both lean into another kiss.

“No fucking way,” the voice of Michael interrupted the two of you. “RAZZLE, SAMI, ANDY! COME LOOK AT THIS.”

Before you and Nasty could process what was happening, the three other boys came barrelling into to hallway. All of them laughing saying ‘I knew it’, all but Razzle who genuinely thought you hated Nasty.

[enderwalking]

I've been laughing about how all of this must be incomprehensible to everyone else seeing it because all the analysis is buried in us going a bit feral over a convoluted manga that ended back in 2009 (but also, everyone should go read Tsubasa reservoir chronicles. Clamps ability to set up an emotionally devastating reveal by laying the foundation almost solely in comedy is really cool. By which i mean certain reveals still haunt me ten years after i first read them)

Sometimes I think about an actual trc au fic and I'm like. For legibility to readers who don't know trc (even to those who do tbh) and to avoid an early tip off, it would be best to just nameswap cphil and cwil (resulting in cphil being called. Phil.) But. The idea of calling cphil 'wil' and then very clearly describing cphil, no explanation, in a fic is so fucking funny to me for no good reason

You know what really fucks me up about the whole "Sakuras memories getting sacrificed to save her life" thing is that, kurofai and syaosaku are very much paralleled in this "one person sacrifices to save the others life, fundamentally altering something about the person being saved in the process" (Sakuras memories, fai becoming a vampire) and actually there's also a discussion to be had about how both of these situations cause a level of dependence on the person doing the wishing as well that i hadnt previously considered but i am now oh my god? but mostly I think about how, at the end of it all, fai at least is able to get mad about it. He has the full context of what he's gained and lost, he can be pissed about it and he can make that kuroganes problem (i genuinely cant remember the name of the world after acid tokyo because i just call it the divorce arc)

Sakura? The nature of the sacrifice means she can never properly comprehend what was given up. She isn't even given the ability to be mad about what's been taken from her, because the rules of the sacrifice mean she can't even realize what precisely was taken from her! She gets close to the thought that maybe she knew syaoran before, even vaguely, and her body immediately brainfogs and then emergency reboots. It's such a specific kind of horrifying.

Theres something neat about ctubbo and cranboo both mapping so well onto different elements of Sakura. Ctubbo with the questions of agency and self sacrifice, and cranboo with the question of, how much are you still you, with your memories gone? And the answer seeming to be: still you, but the context with which you view the world changes. And there are times when that matters, and times when it doesn't

Oh no I thought about the beginning, more lighthearted worlds and got blindsided by c!Phil and c!ranboo running a cafe together in oto,, promiseduo my promiseduo,,,,

And u know what, I think it would be fun to get to explore ctechno and ctubbo in a world where they don't have all that hurt built up between them, so I'm now on the ctubbo syaoran (but who the hell is watanuki in this set up)

EVERYONE READ TSUBASA RESERVOIR CHRONICLES NEOOWWWOWWWW and god god you're completely right about the dependency aspect of those relationships and like. yeah. Yeah.

omg cpromise running a lil cafe......cfireworks mentorship arc would actually be so sweet too :(((( but the peerpressures of it all AUGH IT'S TOO HARD TO DECIDE and the problem with watanuki is i was just thinking is that HE IS ALSO VERY CRANBOOCORE this is bc cranboo is the specialest guy ever and everything is about him forever obviously!!! ok but genuinely i feel like i can't even begin to approach watanuki in this context because i can't even really decide where i want to put cranboo, also watanuki opens up the whole xxxholic side of things as well which is an entirely different beast and. yeah. god.