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ayoo, do you take writing commissions? 😏👀

Yessir! Send them my way <3 Spring break is near!!!!

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Hi can I request a Tonowari x fem human x Jake where’s she’s much smaller than them and very innocent and they like that they can keep her close to them and tower over her and hide her from the other males as they’re very protective over her and get jealous easily and they love to always be touching her tanned skin whenever they’re near her or talking to other clan members and they’re not afraid to touch her large chest in public secretly giving her little squeezes there too finding her little reactions very adorable. One day Tonowari and Jake discusses something privately and they ask her if she wants to take a ride on their animals for the first time she agrees but they have one condition for her which is that they’d prefer her to be naked because they love how soft and small she is and can’t get enough of her and her body and gets on sitting in front of Tonowari on his Tsurak and he can’t keep his hands to himself and then on the way back she flies with Jake on his Ikran and he’s more touchy than Tonowari or something along those lines thanks 😊

𝐀/𝐧: 𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐣𝐮𝐦𝐩 𝐦𝐞!!!! 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐧𝐨 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐜 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐈 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐣𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐚 𝐛𝐢𝐭. 𝐈 𝐝𝐨 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐟 𝐧𝐨𝐭? 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐨𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐚𝐦𝐩 𝐢𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮.

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐓𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐢 𝐱 𝐇𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐉𝐚𝐤𝐞

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐂𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐒𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖, 𝐎𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬, 𝐍𝐮𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐲

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“We hit them at the left flank and that will wipe out most of their ground firepower. After we hit that, we attack from above, knocking them from their boats and planes and having the sea team hit their marks in the water.” Jake moved around little figurines around the map he had spread on the table.

Most of the council had learned to ignore the presence of the curious human that peeked out from behind Jake to see what everyone was looking at. “Once we take control of the boat, we disable the navigation systems and dock it behind the mountain so it can’t be seen before the island. Got it?”

Everyone at the table nodded before filing out of the pod. Jake had his war paint on already, and went to go clip on his vest. You went over to his bins and picked up a large automatic rifle, walking over and handing it to him.

“Hey, you know I don’t like you handling these.” He lightly scolded you.

Tonowari walked in with his spear and nodded at Jake. “We’re all set. Inbound is 40 minutes.”

You wished as a human you could help them, but when there was war at the front door, they didn't want you nearby.

Jake kneeled to your height and held you by the back of your thighs. “You stay here and keep working on your little project, kay. Don't leave this pod.” He kneaded your thighs. Tonowari walked over and placed a tender kiss on your head, before walking out the door.

“We come back in one piece, we'll have a little fun, okay?” He smiled and you found yourself blushing. He tapped your thighs before exiting the pod as well.

As promised, your lovers came back early the next morning, bruised and battered, but back in one piece like they promised.

Jake scooped you up without a word and laid down in the cot with you sitting in his lap. Tonowari leaned his spear against the wall and laid beside Jake, exhausted. You leaned down and lodged yourself between the two men, staying there so they could be comforted after the long battle.

That night, a big banquet was thrown. The Metkayina were hooting loudly and dancing expressively as yet another victory was won against the Sky people. You sat behind your two lovers, eating and watching the na’vi in amusement. Jake turned back to look at you, scanning the mask on your face, then looking at the band on your wrist before turning back to the ceremony.

“Why can’t we dance? We should join in.”

“You would get trampled. That is why we are not joining in.” Jake said sternly.

You looked down at your outfit. “I’m wearing bright green. I’ll be careful.” You began to whine. “It's not safe little one.” Tonowari chimed in.

A frown began to plague your face, falling silent behind the two. A large hand made its way to your chin, “Hey, don’t do that.” Jake frowned with you

“If you want to dance it will be in the comfort of our own home, not out here where someone can take you from us.” Tonowari turned to you. They noted the frown wasn’t letting up and moved to comfort you, physically.

Tonowari squeezed your thigh and Jake caressed the back of your neck..

“You two always say that.” You mumbled. “That someone will take me. They're not even paying attention to me.”

“You’d be surprised.” Jake scoffed. “Most na’vi haven't even seen a human before. You would be like a pet to them.

Jake was being negative again. He knew it was manipulative of him to discourage you so often like this, pointing out the flaws in other na’vi and implanting the ‘what ifs’ in your mind. But Jake was selfish, and he couldn't stand to see you with anyone other than him, or Tonowari. Tonowari had a similar stance when it came to you being around the other na’vi.

As somewhat of a rebellious front, you went running on the beach after the ceremony was over, leading them behind you instead of going right home. You reached down and balled some sand in your hands before standing up and throwing it at Jake’s thigh. He turned and stared at you before bending down himself. You squealed in anticipation and began running. Jake chased after you with a large clump of sand in his hands. With him having longer legs, he caught up to you in no time. You fell, obviously, and Jake dropped the pile of sand over your head, coating you in the grittiness.

Tonowari chuckled slightly before pulling you up by your arm, kneeling down and rubbing the sand off with his hands. One thing he knew about sand and human skin, is that it stuck, and it got everywhere, even the not so nice places. Jake worked up top, making sure your oxygen mask was sealed and no sand got in the filter. Tonowari ran his hands along your thighs and ass, swiping off the sand.

You flushed slightly feeling both of their hands on you. “Wanna get in the water?” Tonowari pulled at the strap of your top, causing you to quickly hold the fabric down. “Sure.” You responded, but yelped, feeling a sharp smack on your ass. You looked back at Jake who had a smug look on his face.

The three of you swam sandwiched together in the ocean. Pressed against one another, floating, and watching the eclipse take over the sky. At this point there weren’t many na’vi on the beach, and the three of you got more than enough privacy. Tonowari hoisted you up in the water and you instinctively wrapped your legs around his waist.

He caught your lips in a passionate kiss, and you returned the affection, running your arms along his shoulders. “Let's have some fun, yeah?” He said when pulling away. He tilted his head and latched on your neck, causing you to go sucking on your bottom lip.

“N-not here!” You stammered.

Tonowari whistled, and ripples appeared in the ocean, getting closer and closer, until… “Hey!” You held your arm out as you were sprayed with water by Tonowari’s Tsurak. You gasped realizing that they were allowing you to ride it for the first time.

“Really?!”

“Mhm. We know you’ve been dying to try it.” Jake held onto the mouth of the Tsurak, keeping it steady for you and Wari to mount it. You reached out to pet the creature but Tonowari grabbed your wrist.

“On one condition.”

“Anything.”

His hands trailed down the sides of your body and he began untying your bikini straps. You let out a short gasp when he untied your top next. He hoisted you onto his Tsurak before climbing on behind you. Jake whistled and called his own over, riding next to the two of you.

You hesitantly reached forward to its snout and stroked it softly. Tonowari guided your hands to the straps, which he never used, and tightened his legs around you.

“Take it easy. No sudden movements.” He warned you. Jake led the three of you past the rocks, and into the deep ocean. The water glided through your toes and you felt at peace away from the bounds of the reef.

“Can we go fast?” You asked.

“Fast?” Tonowari scoffed. “You wouldn't be able to handle that sweetheart.”

“But you guys do it all the time. Even Norman got to do it!” You partially whined. You were starting to get tired of hearing the word no, or anything relating to it.

“Pressure is different here.” Jake turned on his Tsurak. “Norman has only ever rode in his avatar form. A Tsuraks full speed is what mach speed is on earth. I'm sorry baby, you wouldn't be able to handle it without being injured.” Jake explained.

You fell silent and went limp against Tonowari. Tonowari sighed and placed his hands under your armpits. “Sit up little one. Don't be like that.” He sighed.

“Pass her to me.” Jake held out both his arms. Tonowari effortlessly gave you over to Jake, and he put you between his legs before wrapping the lead around his hand a few times and clenching his thighs around yours.

“Jake, this is not wise.”

“If she wants fast, I’ll give her fast.”

He hooted and the Tsurak went flying forward. You gasped and felt yourself being pushed against Jake. The pressure was unlike anything you ever felt before. You were unable to move against the wind, and your mouth began to open from the harsh winds. It was like a rollercoaster, which you haven't rode in years. You giggled against Jake and he finally slowed down. Your hair was messy and your jewelry was blown out of place, but you had a smile on your face.

“That was fun!”

Both Na’vi exchanged a look of relief. Jake kept his arm around your waist, pulling you back into him as you two treaded the water.

That night the three of you rode off to a nearby cove, one that overlooked the sea. Tonowari gave Jake a break and took you into his arms, squeezing you tightly against him and caressing the side of your torso.

“We only ever want to protect you little one.” Tonowari placed a single kiss on your forehead.

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Cleaning out my inbox...y'all i stg I got hella stuff in the chamber

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hi! do you have the link to part four of old flame? i can’t seem to find it 😭

𝐄𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫

I've also updated my masterlist. Sorry for the late response <3

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Ahhh babesss i loveee the new theme ahhhh

THANKS BAE!!! I MISS YOU!!!! <3

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I AM SO LATE!!! Thank you @neteyamyawne for the tag😘

I never have many ppl to tag but here are my besties! Anyone else feel free to join in too!

Tagging: @scarasbaefy @sukunasbigtiddiewifey

Saw this cute little picrew image maker on twt! I love these sorts of things sm 🥹

➡️ Picrew.me

I’m tagging; @pandoraslxna @neteyamyawne @jakexneytiri @quicktosimp @neteyamsyawntu @hotdsworld @tallulah477 (only if you want to <3) and anyone else who’d like to!

#🪷ɪɴ ᴀᴡᴇ ᴏꜰ ɢᴏᴅ'ꜱ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛɪᴏɴ / ʀᴇʙʟᴏɢꜱ #tag game #picrew #picrew me #picrew maker

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Hi just wondering who you’ll be writing for then unless you get a request for Avatar? And also if you’ll be finishing any old avatar requests thanks 😊

So yes I do have like two half-written request from months ago that I haven't gotten around to posting🫣Sorry to who ever requested it but I SWEAR it's in the making. And for now I have a few COD men in line, some Miguel, some JJK men. Honestly I don't know what's poppin these days so hopefully yall can give me some ideas as well. But If anyone made a request a while back and isn't sure if I got it then go ahead and dm lmk. I hope to have those older requests out by next week at the latest.

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Announcement

HAPPY NEW YEARS GUYS!!

I know it's been a minute since i've posted and I promise I haven't forgotten about anyone. I've set goals for myself and trust I will do better.

I decided that I will be taking a break from Avatar/ATWOW content until the new movie comes out UNLESS a request is made.

I will be dabbling in a randomized set of fandoms and people this year and I hope you enjoy what's to come.

I'm making a new taglist...once again 🫣so of course if you want to be tagged in my work go ahead and comment under this post and i'll make sure to add you. I will also be documenting my progress on the book I am writing and other reading/writing hobbies on here and potentially instagram.

I'm lucky to have some time on my hands so...any questions you guys may have i am more than happy to answer them

I hope everyone has an AMAZING year and I can't wait to step into this new era with everyone.

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𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐩 𝐒𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐤

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐃𝐢𝐥𝐟!𝐉𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐒𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐱 𝐈𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐒𝐦𝐮𝐭, 𝐂𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐕𝐢𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐋𝐨𝐬𝐬, 𝐈𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲, 𝐀𝐠𝐞-𝐆𝐚𝐩

𝐀/𝐧: 𝐈𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐋𝐚𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐫𝐲 𝐒𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐞 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐩 𝐒𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐉𝐨𝐧 𝐁𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐥

𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞 | 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

“Okay, Y/n, they're all yours.” 

A heavily pregnant Neytiri bid you goodbye before leaving her home. You were entrusted to watch both of the clan leaders' children, Neteyam, and Kiri, while both of the Sully parents worked during the day. Although it was two of them, and two kids, Neytiri still seemed as if she carried the load, which was the reasoning behind her exhaustion and irritability. 

Jake lingered around the home a lot, his meetings were held locally, and he usually had one or two na’vi runners to spread any news or plans he had to other clan members. From the outside, he seemed like a very hands-on leader, but after watching it play out behind closed doors, he was actually very lazy at times. 

You sat on the floor of the living space, watching the two toddlers as they crawled all over you. From nowhere, Jake came and scooped up his eldest son. “Arg! You gonna be good today? Hm boy?” He held and shook Neteyam in the air playfully. THe boy did nothing but let out a loud scream. Jake chuckled and set him down, watching as Neteyam crawled back over to you. .

“Seems he likes you more than me.” He smiled, which made his outer eye corners crinkle. Jake was younger than previous Olo’eyktan’s, physically at least, but it seems his duties aged him by a mile. “That’s okay,” He said with a sigh. “We all like Y/n. Isn’t that right?” He looked between the two children who paid no mind to him and paid more attention to the bright colored beads that were in your hair. 

You blushed slightly and looked back towards the kids. Amongst your friends, Jake was ranked at the top of the list for the most attractive men in the clan. He was strong, and willing to break tradition, and what na’vi girl didn’t like men who rebelled? Your friends and your sisters might've been calling him fine as a harmless comment, but you deluded yourself into forming a small crush on him. The more you were around him the more you felt a certain pit building in your stomach. It was embarrassing to admit but unlike your peers you've never felt the touch of a man. Being in Jake’s presence sent your skin ablaze, and his voice almost made you combust into flames. You knew it was wrong to lust over your older, married Olo’eyktan, but the thought of him having so much more experience made you hot in certain places. 

“Guys like straightforward girls, girls who know what they want.” Your sister said to no one directly. “That's true actually.” One of her friends spoke up. “I fucked Sulak and his friend because I wanted to. Now look at all three of us, a beautiful couple…throuple.” You often found yourself in the middle of these discussions with your older sister and her friends, not so much talking but certainly listening. Mental notes were scribed in your head, and as much as you wanted to use those notes, you couldn't help but save them…for Jake. 

You babysat the Sully babes everyday, at this rate, but it was all a part of a long plan you planned on carrying out. You built the courage to speak to Jake, managing to initiate conversations on your own. Jake was a funny man, often cracking jokes and making you funny shaped carvings to take home. You felt he was drawn to you as you were to him. You came close to flirting with him so many times, but right when you were about to hit your mark, one of the two children you were watching came to bother you.

But boy was Eywa on your side.

“I'm going to need you to stay a few nights. Or if you wish you can leave later and come earlier, I'll add on to your pay.” Neytiri requested. She reached the point in her pregnancy where she would go into the forest with her mother and complete her journey. It was a secretive ritual that some na’vi women participated in before giving birth. 

“I can come earlier.” You agreed. “Will Jake be leaving with you?”

“No. This is between me and my mother.” She said a little coldly. “He will be here, or anywhere else.”

You nodded in response, feeling a bit bad for Jake, but strangely this wasn’t out of the ordinary. All the time you spent babysitting, you noticed that Jake and Neytiri were never intimate with one another. No goodbye kisses or good morning hugs, just wake up and head straight to work. That could be something you can use against him, the lack of affection he got. As promised, Neytiri left and you were now alone with the two Sully kids and Jake. With Neytiri’s absence, he became more…lively. He cooked breakfast in the mornings and helped you with playtime before he had to leave for the day. Jake was out of the house more, but he seemed more expressive when discussing any plans for the future of the clan with trusted members. Maybe Neytiri was the issue.

As time passed, you decided it was go time.

You put the two Sully kids down for a nap and sought out Jake. Each step you took down the hallway felt heavy, but you eventually found him. He was in his room messing around with some stuff, and you stood in the doorway.

“Hey.” He acknowledged you without turning to look at you. “The kids sleep?”

“Yes.”

“If you want you can go hang with your friends. I know you've been tired of us.” He joked.

“I like being here. It's not all bad.”

Jake scoffed, like he was in disbelief a girl like yourself would actually enjoy babysitting for them. A beat of silence passed between you two before you finally spoke up.

“Do you think I'm beautiful?” You blurted. That probably wasn't the best line to start with, but your sister did say straightforwardness was the key. If he thought you were pretty, you might have a better chance.

“Uh…I think..yeah, you’re a very beautiful girl.” He nodded. “Easy on the eyes, I'm sure all the warriors want your hand in marriage.”

“I’m still a virgin you know.” 

Jake turned around and looked at you with a struck expression. It wasn’t in your nature to be vulgar, and you always came with bright beads and a high-pitched voice, ready to care for his kids, but now, you just…shifted. 

“Good for you.” It was clear he didn’t know how to respond. He then smiled, “It’s always good to protect yourself, and not be pressured by your peers. Trust me the things you hear as Olo’eytkan...maybe it's good you’re protecting that.”

“I don’t wanna be a virgin.” Your voice got curt.

“Why?”

“Because I'm in my 20’s. And everyone has had an experience at least by 17, I-I like you Jake.”

He looked at you with soft eyes and nodded, finally understanding all the not-so subtle subliminals you’ve been throwing at him. “You like me?”

“You’re smart, you're a strong leader…you care about this clan, you care about your family. I need that in my life.”

Jake scoffed and turned back around, you stood and walked closer. “You’re masculine, my sister says masculine men are the best..they’ll make you feel…I feel like a real girl around you.”

Jake sighed deeply and set aside his bow and arrow. “Listen to me Y/n, I have to explain something to you. I-I’m older than you…I’m wiser, and I know some things. I know that this is just a bump in the road for you, and you will look back and realize that…your judgment was clouded.” He reassured you. “This is not what you want sweetheart.”

“But-”

“I’m old enough to be your father. I’m not as mobile as I used to, I get sore in the morning…and hell, I used to be human. You don’t want that.” He tried his very best to convince you to get over the crush you had on him. But he didn’t seem to notice it wasn’t working. “Hey…I know a few warriors. Let’s get you a nice guy…get to know him, learn to trust him, and maybe you’ll share a bond.”

You sighed and untied your top and let it fall to the floor. Jake sighed deeply and attempted to cover his eyes. “Hey…Y/n don’t-” He moved to grab a nearby blanket and used it to cover up your exposed breasts. “Jake,” You said desperately, “I don't feel like a real girl I-I can't do this with anyone else but you. I want you Jake! I'm certain! If you think I'm pretty, you would do this one thing for me. Please? I'll go away after I'll-” He shushed you and walked over to the doorway, pulling you into his body, and closing the curtain. “You don’t have to go.” He said. “One favor…i’ll do it once, because you’re a sweet girl.”

You nodded and he guided you to the middle of the room, sitting you on the floor. He moved slowly, or at least that's what your nerves made it seem like. Jake pushed your stray hair behind your ear and leaned in to press a tender kiss to your lips. You kissed back, savoring the taste and feeling of his lips against yours. He then trailed his kisses down, kissing your lips, your cheek, your neck, then your collarbone. His large hand caressed your thigh, and under the flap of your skirt, getting dangerously close to your core. “Can I touch you here?” He asked, inching closer.

“Mhm.” You nodded.

“Here?” His fingers grazed over your undergarments. You let out a small gasp, feeling the heat radiating from his hands.

“Yes.” You wanted to squirm but you stayed planted in place, frozen in anticipation.

His finger looped around your underwear and he gently stroked the sensitive fleshed that was underneath. You whimpered softly and watched his veiny hand flex and stretch as he kept his movements minimal. He groaned, feeling your wetness, and he felt his own self getting aroused. He pulled away, resulting in a dejected sigh from you. 

“Lay back.” The two of you shifted and he untied your skirt, pulling it off, before sliding off your underwear, completely exposing you to him. He let out a breath and kneaded the inside of your thighs. Jake untied his own cloth and threw it to the side, situating himself on top of you. He didn't allow you to look down, because if you looked down, he knew you would get nervous. 

“It might hurt okay?” He cooed. “Look at me.”

You looked up at him with innocent and watery eyes, which drove him crazy. Your scent, your arousal, it was blurring his mind. “It hurts. We stop.” He reassured again. You nodded and looked up at his ceiling, prepared for the oncoming pain, but it wasn't what you expected. You felt him prodding at your entrance, and listened to him grunt as he slowly entered you. 

You let out a gasp, feeling the foreign stretch inside of you. Jake got about a third in before he stopped. “You okay.”

You nodded, letting out a small whimper. He inched further into you, and that's when you moaned, feeling a small tickle, a pleasurable one. You began to clench around his cock. “That’s it.” He groaned. 

The two of you shared synchronized groans and melodic moans as he deepened his thrusts and found a pace that was satisfactory for the both of you. You admit, it was a bit awkward, because it was your first time and the two of you were just hunching on the ground. You knew it wasn’t gonna be the hot and rough like your sister described, but you also enjoyed watching Jake take his time. He kept his large hand on your cheek as he thrusted into you, biting his lip to muffle himself. He  bent down and latched his lips onto your neck, sucking on the flesh softly. You moaned at the gesture and fluttered around him again, causing him to jolt and  hiss.  “Fuck I- Shit!” He quickly pulled away and released under you, panting.  “I'm sorry, shit.” he cursed himself. 

You sat up and looked at him confused. “What's wrong? Did I do something wrong?”

“No sweetheart.” He chuckled. “I just…I haven't been intimate in so long. Guess I dont have much endurance anymore either.”

“But Neytiri is pregnant, no?”

“Only lasted long enough to knock her up. I haven't felt tied to her in a while. Not even during sex. It’s been years.”

You nodded, confirming the disconnect the two lovers had. They weren’t in love anymore, and they weren’t even trying to hide it. 

“I'll tell you what.” He came close again, placing a kiss on your lips. “I owe you. I’ll teach you anything you wanna know.”

“Really?”

“Really.”

#jake sully x reader #jake sully #jake sully smut #jake sully x reader smut #avatar the way of water #atwow #avatar #persefolli #persefolliwrites

[persefolli]

𝐋𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐚 𝐆𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐁𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐋𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬 + 𝐒𝐭𝐮 𝐌𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐊𝐧𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲, 𝐍𝐂, 𝐌𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡, 𝐌𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝, 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞, 𝐎𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐳𝐢𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭 𝐢'𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞, 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝

𝐓𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭: @xylianasblog, @scarasbaefy, @sukunasbigtiddiewifey, @the-mourning-moon, @childofgod-05

𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞 | 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

"Billy this isn't fucking funny!" You yelled out to your boyfriend who'd gone to the garage to fix the power that had gone out in the middle of the movie.

It was 4 days til halloween and everyone was on edge with the serial killer at large. Billy had offered to come spend the night again at your house while your dad was away, and you felt safe, but as you walked around the quiet, dark house, you began to feel terrified for your boyfriend.

"Billy?" You turned the corner to the garage door, seeing that it was cracked open. The light was flickering in the garage, bulb swinging back and forth from the ceiling as it was seemingly tampered with.

"Billy?" You called on more time.

"Y/n." He responded.

"Oh thank god I thought-" You paused and shrieked seeing a man in a ghostface mask holding a bloodied knife. Your eyes trailed down to a single hand with blood on it. "Billy?!" You said panicked, before turning on your heels and sprinting. 

You crashed into your front door, cursing as you remembered that you and Billy locked it from the inside for extra security. As the figure came sprinting to you, you turned quickly and went up the stairs, scrambling on all fours to get up the stairs without falling.  

You ran into your bedroom and attempted to close the door, but another ghostface barged from your closet and twisted your arm behind your back, pinning you chest down on your bed.

Tears began to stream from your face as you struggled under his grip, but your eyes widened seeing the first figure walk in front of you. He held a curved knife, and the sight of it made you cry even harder.

"Oh baby." The masked man said. The voice sounded oddly familiar. 

He slipped his mask off to reveal he was none other than Billy. Your tears stopped, and your breath hitched 

Your own boyfriend.

"Why?" You croaked out.

"That's the question they always ask, right? Why?" He said mockingly, looking at the ghostface that was sitting on your back pinning you down.

The other ghostface took the mask off his face and giggled. "Because it's fun that's why."

Your eyes almost bulged out your head when you realized it was your childhood best friend Stu Macher. The revelation whacked you upside the head. Your two most trusted friends, pinning you down  and preparing to kill you.

You began sobbing again which caused Billy to groan.

"Oh hush." He kneeled on the floor in front of you. 

"I'm not gonna kill you." He mumbled. "I like you too much." His gloved finger traced your cheek.

"But we made a pact to terrorize people who deserve it. Fortunately it was Stu who chose you."

You felt a sense of betrayal and went weak under Stu. He rolled you over while keeping a tight grip on you.

"You owe me an answer." 

Stu's eyes glazed over and his expression turned to one of regret. "I've loved you since we were in middle school." He said, but then his face turned angry. "But you chose Billy fucking Loomis. When has he ever looked out for you!" He leaned down and yelled in your face.

"I'm sorry I- You know I love you Stu-"

"You don't. You fucking don't you're only doing that shit everyone does before they die." He hisses harshly. 

Tears rolled down the sides of your face and he sighed. 

"You know how many times I had to watch you and Billy walk down the halls? The times I had to pay Billy to leave your window open so I can watch him fuck you and imagine what it would feel like to be inside of you? That's sick! You made me crazy!" He yelled again.

"You are a sick fuck." Billy chimed in, receiving a glare from Stu.

"But that doesn't matter because it's my turn."

Stu began to unbuckle your jeans , pulling open the zipper to see your white frilled underwear.

"Stu- I'm so-"

"I can't listen to you right now. I'm not going to." He shook his head. Stu moved to flip you over again, taking down your pants and beginning to unbuckle his pants.

You began to cry, feeling both stupid and oblivious to your best friend's feelings.

"You." Stu looked at Billy. "Climb out the window."

"What?" 

"Climb outside the fucking window so you see what it feels like."

Billy groaned and rolled his eyes. "Fine....fucking weirdo." He said under his breath.

Billy opened your room window and climbed out. You got the urge to scream, but Stu grabbed the back of your head and slammed you into the sheets, nearly suffocating you.

"If you'd chosen me." He started. "I would've done this nicely. Kissed you, touched you, and fucked you gently like you've always talked about." He said lowly. "I see the shit you read in libraries, those love stories where the guys treat their women like a prize. You would've been mine."

"Stu." You whimpered out.

"But you had to choose Billy. And Billy doesn't know how to properly...appreciate you." He said through gritted teeth as he began running his tip between your folds.

You let out a low groan, letting your head roll to the side.

"Stu don't-"

Stu forced himself past your folds and into you. The two of you let out a shared groan and yell, you hissing at the pain of the sudden stretch. He was longer than Billy, tip brushing the end of your cervix which caused you the squirm from the foreign feeling.

"Fuck. I understand now Billy." He panted. 

He placed both hands on your hips and began thrusting into you. Filling you completely with each stroke. You gripped the sheets and moaned wildly. The fear in your stomach mixed with the way his dick massaged overstimulated you in a way. 

You gritted your teeth and tried swallowing back your moans, remembering the situation you were in.

"Stu- Billy-" You didn't know which name to cry out. 

Stu yanked you up by your hair and wrapped his arm around your neck, choking you slightly with his bicep as you now sat up, bouncing off his lap as he continued thrusting.

You made eye contact with Billy, who was on the roof looking at you with angry glare

Stu noticed the look he gave you, and smirked, looking down at you. 

"Like mother, like daughter right?" He jabbed at you. "Both cheating whores and liars."

"N-no!" You yelled out, panting as he continued pleasuring you down below. "That's not true!"

Billy moved from the roof so fast, crawling halfway on the bed and sticking the curved knife in your face. "Now you're pissing me off." The closeness of the knife was making you anxious. Tears began to stream down your face as he held the knife against your cheek. "Stop! Please stop!" You begged.

The pleading was indirect, but Billy knew you were talking to him. You hated sharp things, you hated knives, and he was only spooking you.

"Give it." Stu said between thrusts. He removed his arm from your neck and grabbed the knife, placing it to your neck, not stopping his pace.

“If your throat gets cut that's your fault.” He said coldly. You held yourself still as possible, still being pushed by the harshness of his strokes below. After a few moments he threw the knife to the side, laughing wickedly. “Just kidding. Told you we wouldn’t kill you didn’t I?” He pulled out suddenly and released his grip on you. 

You began to fall flat on the bed but he yanked you up again, pulling you to stand on your wobbly legs. 

“Stu, I can’t!” You pleaded, drawing attention to your weak state.

“You tried out for the cheer team this year, right?” He said, hooking his arm under your leg and pulling up. “You can handle it.”

Billy came forward, working off his own jeans and letting them pool around his ankles. Both of them shifted, and your eyes widened at the realization of what was gonna happen. 

“Billy- Stu-!”

“Shut up! You’ve been whining and crying since we got here!” Billy snapped.

He lined up with your entrance and sunk in, groaning in the process. “I could never stay mad at you.” He said with a vein popping from his forehead as he entered you. Stu entered you as well, only this time he was pushing into your ass. 

You threw your head back onto Stu’s shoulder as they both held you and thrusted into you hesitantly, and slowly. The feeling was so weird, but it felt so good. You allowed weak moans to spill from your lips and fill the air of your half-ruined room.

Billy let a smile creep on his lips once he heard you, knowing you were going crazy for this. 

He flipped his hair out of his face and picked up his pace, causing you to moan louder and Stu to grip tighter.

“You always have to show off!” Stu exclaimed while still buried in your backside. Billy ignored him, and continued moving under you. You felt a pit growing in your stomach, and that's when you knew you were close.

“I can fucking feel you.” Billy gritted. “Cmon baby…just like you always do.” 

You mustered the strength to hold your head up and face Billy when you got close to your climax. In a fit of jealousy, right before you went gushing all over him, Stu pulled your face towards him so you could kiss him. 

You came right there and then, on your boyfriend's cock while kissing your best friend.

The three of you unraveled and they laid you on the bed. You laid weakly looking up at the two of them,

“Next time you do that i'm putting this in your fucking neck.” Billy threatened while picking up his knife.

The sound of sirens were heard in the distance, and a crooked smile formed on Stu’s face. “Looks like we were too loud.” He huffed, picking up his costume and mask.He tilted his head to look down at you one last time. “Don’t worry. This isn't over.”

The two fled out of your bedroom window, leaving right on time before the police knocked on the front door. 

#stu macher #billy loomis #billy loomis x reader #stu macher x reader #stu macher smut #billy loomis smut #ghostface smut #scream 1996 #kinktober #persefolli #persefolliwrites

[persefolli]

𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐏𝐞𝐭

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐊𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐠 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐒𝐦𝐮𝐭, 𝐀𝐧𝐚𝐥, 𝐏𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐲-𝐄𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐒𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡??

𝐓𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭: @xylianasblog, @scarasbaefy, @sukunasbigtiddiewifey, @the-mourning-moon

𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞 | 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

König sat at his desk sorting through papers, leaned back in his chair and looked between two documents. He contemplated which he would go through first. He hummed and tapped his foot a few times.

“Heads or Tails.”

“Tails.” You said quickly.

König flipped a coin and slapped the flip side on the top of his head. Tails.

“You have great intuition. I’ll give you that.” He said setting the paper he held in his left hand down.

You paid no mind to the comment and continued bobbing your head against him. Stroking the base of his cock with your hand and slurping up the excess saliva that spilled from your mouth.

König pulled a pen from his cup and began writing on the paper. He tried not to focus on the pleasure that was pulsing down below. He had you under his desk so many times he's learned to keep his composure while receiving head, even when one of his comrades came in.

His eyes fluttered and he gripped on his pen tight as he wrote, grumbling and muttering under his breath.

One of his hands went down to grip your head, pressing his fingertips into your scalp.

König hadn't trained himself to come in silence. So when he leaned back in his chair and let out exasperated sighs, you knew he was close. You picked up your pace and braced yourself hearing a groan build up in his throat.

He let out three pathetic whimpers as he came in your mouth, spilling down your throat.

Many people on the base noticed how close you and König were. But nobody suspected the two of you were fucking on the low. Well, König was doing the fucking.

Many thought he was just your mentor, dragging you around as your superior and showing you the ropes like you were some intern. But he kept you close for his own selfish reasons.

As an Operator, he had a lot of duties and a lot of pent up frustrations, and that wasn't easy to do as a big man. Once you were stationed to work under him, he wasted no time in giving you taboo duties to complete for the day.

Sucking him off under his desk was one of them.

You knew what you were doing was very dehumanizing, but you wanted his approval, and it was better than the work everyone else was doing.

You were like a little pet to him, bending to his will whenever and however he wanted.

“Office.” He snapped at you.

You stopped your conversation with a fellow colleague and followed behind him, tripping slightly as he took long strides.

Once in the office you closed and locked the door behind you.

König stood in front of you, trapping you between the openness of his office and the door.

He didn't have to say a word to you, just averted his eyes. You began unbuckling your belt and unbuttoning your cargos. He hummed and watched as you dropped the pants to your ankles and kicked them off, standing in your panties.

“We don't have all day.” He said sternly.

You worked off your panties, and before you could unhook them from your ankle, he picked you up by your thighs and held you up. Your back rested against the door as he planted his face between your legs.

You bit your bottom lip, muffling your moans since you were so close to the main hallway. König licked up and down between your folds, spitting harshly, and moving to suck on your clit.

You let out a soft moan and gripped at the top of the mask that covered his face. He let out a grunt, sucking harder before pulling back.

He looked up at you with glossy, tired eyes. “C'mon you know what to do.”

You nodded and began weakly grinding your hips against his face, clit hitting the tip of his nose. You threw your head back and moaned as his tongue swirled and prodded at your entrance.

“Fuck.” You continued bucking your hips as pleasure ran its course throughout your body.

König gripped the sides of your hips and began flicking his tongue against your clit, causing you to squirm in his grip and tense your thighs. He was very animated when eating pussy, he moaned and groaned, pulling away and mumbling into your heat. “On my face baby. Just like that.”

You tugged at his hair and jolted as you came on his face, riding out your climax mid-air. König pulled back and lowered you onto the ground, holding you so you wouldn't fall weak to the ground.

“You've been so good for me this week.” He bent down and pressed a kiss to your lips. “Come to my quarters tonight.”

It was very rare that König was feeling friendly enough to let you come to his room for the night. Usually it was a one sided ordeal, him receiving pleasure or releasing his stress, but he had eaten you out and invited you to his room tonight, which means he was in a good mood.

It was around 9 when you showed up to his room. He was in his work attire still. Cargo pants and a green T-shirt. The shirt hugged his muscles and toned abs. He put out a cigarette he was smoking, and watched as you climbed onto his large mattress.

He looked you up and down before turning off his overhead light, leaving his two lamps on each side of his bed on.

"Take off your clothes."

He stood in front of you. You began stripping off your PJ short set, unbuttoning the top and throwing it to the side. König began undressing with you, pulling off his shirt and unbuckling his belt.

Once you were fully naked you moved to help him with his pants, unbuttoning the top and unzipping it, exposing his boxers.

"On your stomach."

You turned and laid face first on his bed, he looped his arm under your hips and pulled them up. You helped as you were now in a face-down ass-up position, exposed to him fully.

König let out a low groan and took off his boxers, springing free behind you. He reached in his nightstand and slammed the drawer shut before cracking open a bottle.

You let out a low hum feeling a cold liquid being poured between your asscheeks. He ran his thumb around your hole, spreading the lube around.

You let out a soft whine as he stuck one finger in, slowly moving it in and out of your tight hole.

"I'm gonna add another." He warned, before pushing a second finger. You resisted a little bit, and gripped the sheets, moaning wildly now. You've never tried anal before, and not with a man with hands this big.

König clicked his tongue and hunched over you, chest touching your bare back. "You can take it." He whispered. "Because you're mine, and all of my girls can handle a little challenge. Isn't that right."

"Mhm." You whimpered.

"I can't hear you." He curled his fingers inside of you which made you jolt.

"I can take it!"

König removed his fingers and put some more lube over your entrance before running his tip along your ass.

"You tell me to stop I stop." He said before pushing in. You let out a loud yell and hiss in pain. "You okay, libeling?"

Konig showed a little concern, which was a little out of the ordinary. He usually fucked you without exchanging so many words.

"M'okay Koni." You whined back.

He continued to press into you, holding onto your balled fist and grunting loudly as you squeezed around him.

The two of you let out a shared shriek once he bottomed out. The stretch was intense and so foreign to you, you couldn't even muster the strength to squirm.

"Too much König." You said weakly.

"You can take it." He said with gritted teeth and began thrusting into you cautiously.

You kept your eyes shut tightly as the pain slowly began to melt into pleasure. You got used to him inside of you, and he took note of your changing body language. He picked up his pace and panted. "You like that don't you libeling. Look at you." He gripped the plump fresh of your ass

You nodded and whimpered out loud, arching your back more to get the most pleasure possible.

König began sucking his breath harshly, tightening his grip on your hips as he felt his cock pulsing.

"Fuck. Liebling you feel so good."

He let out a breathy whine and pressed against you, grumbling as he emptied himself into your ass. You whined as he pulled out of you, leaving you gaping and exposed under him.

König used his strength to roll you over, so you were laying on your back. Your ass was sore, and your legs were tense from the new experience

But it wasn't over yet, because König didn't stop until you came.

König slapped his length against your lips as few times before pushing inside, causing you to moan and throw your head to the side.

He grinded against you, hitting your sensitive spot with every minor thrust. You whined and cooed under him, holding onto his broad shoulders and whipping your head from side to side. König wrapped his arm around your waist and pulled you into him, causing you to moan out at the contact.

You didn't know what it was, but you already found yourself reaching your climax. "Oh fuck!" You shut your eyes and clenched around him, König groaned and fell on top of you, burying his head into the crook of your neck.

#konig cod #konig #konig mw2 #konig x reader #konig call of duty #konig smut #kinktober #persefolli #persefolliwrites

[persefolli]

𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐝

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐉𝐨𝐡𝐧 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝟏𝟒𝟏 𝐒𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐫𝐬

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐄𝐱𝐡𝐢𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐦, 𝐏𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫-𝐃𝐲𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐜, 𝐒𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭-𝐇𝐮𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

𝐓𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭: @xylianasblog, @scarasbaefy, @sukunasbigtiddiewifey, @the-mourning-moon

𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 | 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞

You maintained eye contact with the Captain as he roughly worked his fingers in and out of your hole. It was his way of assertive dominance, but it was also saving you from the embarrassment you would face if you made eye-contact and moaned in your audience's faces. 

How embarrassing would it be to moan in the faces of your superirors? Couldn't be more embarrassing than being splayed out on a long, glossed mahogany table naked. You worked your hips back and forth on the table, slipping slightly on the wetness that pooled on the surface. You felt yourself coming to your climax, and grabbed onto Price’s forearm.

“That's it…right here, in front of all your commanders.”  

You choked back a moan and trembled slightly. “Still not budging hm?” He tilted his head menacingly as he watched you unravel on the table, with 4 other men watching as well. He pulled from between your legs and unbuckled his pants while shaking his head. “Still a quiet little mouse. Not even gonna cry?” He taunted. He wanted to break you.

Your offense?

Joining he 141 full of men and being so damn quiet. You were obedient, you carried out all your jobs, yet still most of them haven't even heard you cough. You shifted and bent over the table, facing forward, avoiding eye contact. Price spit on his four fingers and began rubbing your pussy, slicking it up and groaning in the process. 

He pulled you by your unraveling bun and forced you to look up. You yelped and sucked your bottom lip between your teeth as he began teasing your folds with his tip. Price smirked and tilted his head to look down at you, “You like that don’t you.” He said in his deep alluring voice. You nodded.

He placed a harsh slap on your ass that echoed throughout the room, a cry came out, and it seemed to catch everyone by surprise. 

“I can’t hear you.”

“I like it Captain…I like it a lot.” You said in your pathetic pitched voice. 

It was a surprise to most that your first choice of words was you succumbing the pleasure. At this moment you felt no need to suppress yourself, your moans. Price slipped in and you shut your eyes, pawing into the table as he began thrusting into you. You gave up on trying to grab onto something, and just laid your hands flat on the table. Price tugged on your hair and thrusted harder, forcing you to look up instead of at the table.

“Look at them.” He commanded. “Look at Ghost, look at Rojas, c’mon dont be shy now.”

You made eye contact with the masked man who sat at the end of the table. It killed you inside that you couldn’t see his expressions. Was he disappointed? Intrigued? After all, you would have to attend training tomorrow with him supervising. You then averted your eyes, but you still couldn’t escape the burning eyes of the 141. You made eye contact with Soap, and Gaz who sat next to him. They had looks of hunger, like they wanted a turn. You moaned out as Price hit a nice spot. Soap raised an eyebrow, surprised that you moaned that blatantly while looking at him.

You felt the heat rise to your cheeks and you finally let your head hang. Price let go of your ponytail and held your hips tightly, grunting and eye-rolling as he came close to his climax. “Fuck!” Price said sharply and emptied himself into you. You let out a whimper, sniffling and twitching under his grip as his warm seed filled you up. 

He panted and took a step back, readjusting his pants and zipping them up.

“Back on the table. Show them.”

You weakly climbed back onto the table, boosted up by Price pushing you up on your backside. The men watched as you shifted to sit straight up, pulling your legs back to display your puffy cunt that was dripping with their Captain’s seed. 

“Play with yourself.”

You let out a shaky groan and began rubbing your clit, slow and small circles, sending small waves of pleasure throughout your body.

Price clicked his tongue and reached forward, rubbing down between your folds and fingering you again. He moved his fingers in a scooping motion, fucking his seed back into you with his fingers. He wasn’t concerned at all about the consequences, but he had you trembling on the table, which was satisfactory for him.

You threw your head back and allowed your legs to shake freely. He picked up his pace and you moaned louder and louder. You felt yourself climaxing, and closed your legs around his forearm to ride out your orgasm.

Price pulled one of your legs to the side and began rubbing your pussy, adding onto the pleasure that was already attacking your senses. “No! Stop, Stop, Stop!” You cried out feeling a weird sensation. You gasped as you began squirting, spraying all over the table. You were surprised, having never done that before.

Once you rode out your high, Price finally left you alone, pulling away and sucking your fluids from his fingers.

“Every Thursday, in this office. Understood?”

“Yes Captain.” Everyone responded.

#john price #john price x reader #price x reader #john price x reader smut #cod 141 #call of duty smut #call of duty #persefolli #persefolliwrites #kinktober

[persefolli]

Hi just wondering if requests are open?

Yes they are. They have been coming out slower than normal but i'm getting into the groove so go ahead and send them in!

#persefolliwrites #persefolli #wattpad

[persefolli]

Nanami is canon 27 that’s really young

Did you not read my post Imma keep it a buck with yall? I KNOW Nanami is 27. Even so me personally EYE AM younger so it would still technically be an age gap. I don't give a fuck. If i wanna write him as 40 I can. If i wanna write him as 83 I can. This is fan fiction you dense bitch. Don't be mad because your old ass hyperfixate on every detail of a character. You want a cookie for knowing your characters age? You want me to kiss your ass because you know more about jjk? There are THOUSANDS of canon Nanami fics on tumblr and you choose mine to talk shit on. You so bitch made you had to send me this anonymously. Fuck off my page.

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[persefolli]

𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐍𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐆𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐀𝐠𝐞-𝐆𝐚𝐩(𝐮𝐧𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐝), 𝐏𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐃𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐂𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐒𝐦𝐮𝐭

𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭: @xylianasblog, @scarasbaefy, @sukunasbigtiddiewifey, @the-mourning-moon

𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞 | 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

Nanami clenched his jaw and kept his hand tangled in your hair as you bobbed up and down his length. This is the third time today he's convinced you to give him stress relief during work hours. He knew it was fucked up. Taking advantage of a girl who escaped the countryside for an opportunity to work in the city full-time. But you were just so malleable. 

It started off small, like, little comments about your clothing: “Your skirt is too long.”

Then he started coercing you into staying late:“Have you considered working overtime?” 

Once he spent enough time with you he began offering you rides to the hotel the internship provided you with. But he wouldn’t ask you for gas money, or a morning coffee.

“Pull up your skirt.”

You pawed nervously at your short office skirt. His eyes weren’t on you, but your short red-painted nails that resided on your fingers, which resided on your thighs. Your bottom lip was between your teeth, but you hesitantly began to pull up your skirt.

Stupidly, you didn't wear shorts under. And a garter would be far too scandalous. 

Nanami tilted his head at your striped panties, ones that clearly weren’t meant to be seen. That didn't matter though. What he focused on was the slightly wet patch that stained the crotch part of your panties. He looked back up at you and nodded. “Pretty.”

You began to feel conscious and began wearing your more fancy panties. On Mondays you wore red, Tuesdays yellow, Wednesday pink, Thursday White, Friday Black. Nanami loved Wednesdays. He loved pink on women, which is why he called you into his office every Wednesday night.

Tonight was a Wednesday. 

You closed your eyes and continued sucking Nanami off, fueled by his grunts and the pressure of his finger pads pressing into your skull. He began worming his hips in his chair, and you knew he was close. “Swallow.” He commanded. You did as told, and pulled away from him with glossy eyes. You didn’t  know if he would go further tonight. Usually on Thursdays he spread you on his desk to pull aside your damp white panties and eat you out, then on Fridays he would fuck you.

But tonight he had different plans.

“Your internship is coming to an end, this is your last week right?”

Your face dropped. You still haven't gotten an offer to work for him full-time, and thinking of the time you two spent together coming to an end was sad. Nanami noticed the look on your face and traced your bottom lip with his thumb.

“Don’t pout sweetheart. You know I wouldn’t get rid of you that easily if it were up to me.” He said, bluffing. 

“I worked so hard-”

“I know baby, I know you did.”

You took a deep breath and stood, smoothing out your blouse and skirt. 

“I’m not finished with you.” Nanami said. He stood from his office chair, towering you. “Lay on the couch.”

You walked over to the couch and Nanami was right on your heels. He watched as you laid down, a single leg hanging off the edge of the couch. He grabbed at your ankles and you shifted, allowing him to run his hands up and grab the hem of your skirt.

He worked off your skirt and panties in one go, feeling a bit antsy tonight. He let out a breath once he saw your pink lace bra peeking from the holes in your blouse. The one he bought for you. Nanami caught on to your panty color pattern after taking you back to your hotel for two weeks straight.  He knew you were doing it on purpose, so he began sending underwear sets to your hotel room for you to wear. They were comfy, so you could wear them all day at work. He wanted no time wasted when he called you to his office at night.

Once he got your skirt off he popped the buttons off your blouse and groped at your breast, causing you to moan. You watched him grow hard again, springing free from the limp state it was in after he climaxed for the first time that night.

“Turn around.” He said. 

You got on your hands and knees, facing the skyline of Tokyo while he got a view of your ass. 

This was Nanami’s favorite position because he had the most control. He also knew you liked the city, so looking over the skyline while being fucked was a win for you. He undid his pants and took them off completely this time, not wanting to be restrained by the limits of his trousers. 

He pumped his length a few times before prodding at your entrance. You let out a whine of anticipation, and leaned your head down into the arm of the couch as he pushed into you. Nanami let out a low groan and kept his hands on your hips as he found his rhythm and fucked into you. He bit his lip at the tightness of your pussy, sucking him in and refusing to let him go. With one hand he took off his glasses, which began to fog up from his own heavy breathing. 

“That's right.” He let go of your hips. “Just like I taught you…fuck me back.”

You braced yourself and began bouncing against him, controlling your movements and moaning like a hot mess.  Nanami threw his head back and closed his eyes as you did all the work. He watched the jiggle of your ass with narrowed and strained eyes. He instinctively gripped the flesh of your ass. His. 

Nanami knew he had so much control over you. He made you be extra picky about what you wore, which perfume you chose, what panties you wore, what you ate, what you drank, even how you laughed. 

He was slowly consuming every aspect of your life, and you didn't mind that. You needed someone to guide you. Someone to look forward to seeing every day. If you had the attention of Nanami, a rich businessman, then you would do anything to keep it. 

Nanami let out a loud strangled grunt, feeling his cock pulse and his release approaching. You slowed your pace, digging your hands into the arms of the couch and moving along his dick, teasingly slow. Nanami took a hold of your hips and kept your pace steady, letting out pathetic whimpers as he began to release into you.  You didn't climax, but you knew Nanami would swing around for that later, leaving you wanting more. He knew you would come back later that night, because you couldn't go long without his touch.

“Check your mail tomorrow morning.”

He said before putting back on his pants and sitting back down at his desk.

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[persefolli]

𝐅𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐃𝐨𝐰𝐧

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐏𝐢𝐦𝐩!𝐓𝐨𝐣𝐢 𝐅𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐨 𝐱 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐭𝐞!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐃𝐮𝐛𝐜𝐨𝐧, 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐂𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐄𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐃𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐕𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞

𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭: @xylianasblog, @scarasbaefy, @sukunasbigtiddiewifey, @the-mourning-moon, @childofgod-05

𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞 | 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

Frozen in place you held your sore cheek with tears in your eyes. You looked up at Toji, with glossy eyes and a pout.

“Five fucking hundred. Five hundred short.”

“Toji I-”

He held his hand up, shushing you. He shook his head and set the crumpled bills on the table. “How fucking dumb do you have to be to lose 500.”

“M’sorry Toji..I was- Maybe he was lying-.”

“You didn’t count the fucking money?!” He yelled. “You just took his word for it? You were so eager to spread your fucking legs you just believed him?”

The tears that threatened your waterline came spilling down your cheeks. At this Toji grumbled, running his hand down his face to refrain from hitting you again. 

“He usually gives me the right amount.” You whimpered. In hindsight, yes you should've counted, but you let your guard down. This was one of your frequent customers, and he’d never skimmed you before.

“Shut- Shut the fuck up Y/n.” He yelled and pinched the bridge of his nose.

He pondered for a moment, before turning and looking at you with a bored expression.

“We’re going to the club.”

“Toji-”

He stormed up to you and pressed his chest against you, shutting you up and intimidating you. “I won't repeat myself. And we won't come back until you have my money. You will fuck every guy you lay your eyes on if that's what it'll take.”

You stammered but ultimately gave up. He grabbed his car keys off the table and snatched you by your wrists, pulling you along with him. He practically threw you into the passenger seat of his car and got in the driver's seat, pulling out of his driveway.

Toji was a reckless driver, gripping the steering wheel and swerving around every car that stopped him from going over 100. He sped past red lights and nearly missed pedestrians. Your stomach was flipping, and you held on tightly to the dashboard of the car. After what felt like seconds, he came to a screeching stop in front of a restaurant, where a lot of men were sitting at a table outside, drinking and laughing.

“Watch, and learn your lesson.” He said before stepping out of the car.

You watched nervously as he circled the car and approached the table of men. You noticed your customer, the man who scammed you laughing along with the people at the table. Toji snatched up the drunken man and began laying blows on his face. You watched in fear as he beat him down in public, yelling expletives and drawing blood.

The man fell to the ground, and Toji reached down for his wallet, pulling out a wad of cash and counting it, before spitting on the man and returning to the car. 

You sniffled, wiping the now dried tears from your face. “I got my money back. But you still owe me 500.” He said.

He pulled the stick shift and began driving again. You began to grow nervous again, recognizing the route he was taking. He was taking you to one of his clubs, the one he sent his girls to when they got in trouble. Toji’s clubs in Tokyo were a no man’s land. Anything could fly there, as long as it wasnt disrespecting him, or his name. In your case, it was a brothel. 

Pulling into the club, the car door was opened and you were helped out by one of the valet workers. Toji walked behind you and pushed you forward, leading  you inside. Through the lobby, the dance floor, and to the back part of the club where the high-rollers chilled.

You recognized a few of them from the other times you came to the club, but never had to interact with one since you were usually in Toji's lap. “You better work your magic.” He said threateningly in your ear. You departed from him, walking towards a drunk man who was rolling dice and laughing while drinking champagne.

“What a pretty little thing.” The man scooted forward taking notice of you. You knew of him,  being married but having fat pockets. A session with him would get you back into Toji’s good graces quickly.

The man scooted forward. “Your name is?”

“Y/n.” You said meekly.

The man looked you up and down before smiling. “You one of Toji’s girls.” He tilted his head. “Must be my lucky day, he doesn't let me touch any of you. Like what you see?”

You internally screamed, gagging and cringing at the fact that he thought you willingly wanted him.

You smiled and nodded. He pulled you into his lap and he began groping at your breasts, squeezing tightly and groaning. You kept your composure as he had his way, grabbing and pinching at your flesh.

“Why don’t we take this to the back.” You suggested. In Toji’s clubs, he had plenty of rooms people could use for their ‘activities’. Meetings, drug dealings, strippers, and sex. Toji’s clubs was a safe space for the people who lived on the dark side of Tokyo.

Once in the room, he pulled you back onto his lap, running his hand down the navel of your chest, trialing it back up and giving your left breast a squeeze. He let out a low hum, looking back up at you for your approval. 

You gave him a smile before reciting your- well, Toji’s rules. “No biting, no bruises, no hair pulling.” 

“Well that's no fun sweetheart.” 

“You know the rules.” You responded sternly.

The man rolled his eyes and let out a groan. He worked off your jacket, and pulled at the straps of your dress, ravaging your breasts, licking and sucking at your nipples like there was no tomorrow.

You yelped as the man quickly pinned you against the couch, hovering over you as he continued his attack on your neck. It felt strange, you could tell he wanted to actually indulge in you, but the fear of Toji was instilled in him, so he held back. He looped his finger around your underwear and pulled them down, before moving to unbuckle his black, leather belt. 

You turned your head to avoid the drunken man's gaze, but he grabbed your chin to face him. “I’ve only been able to dream of fucking you.” He pulled out his member, which was decently sized, but never as big as Toji. “The least you can do is…look at me.” He grunted as he sank into you. You gasped, gaping your mouth wide feeling the stretch. He propped himself up, using his hands and dropped his head, not even looking at you like he was before. The man thrusted into you, whimpering and groaning as he fucked you.

You let out short moans, satisfactory for him. When you had sex with clients, or at least when you used to, you learned to detach, often not seeking a climax. The only man who made you orgasm was Toji, which was another reason you were so attached to him.

You projected your moans, making them pornographic. The more dramatic you sounded, the more they paid. It was funny how much you could boost a man’s ego by moaning loudly. 

“Fuck im gonna-” The man grunted on top of you, coming and reaching his climax. That didn’t take long. He collapsed onto you and panting into the crook of your neck. You pulled yourself from underneath him and pulled up your underwear quickly. 

“Man that was amazing.” The man sat up and pulled his boxers on. WIthout concern for his pants, he grabbed his wallet and grabbed a wad of cash. He didn’t even count before handing it to you. You flicked through the bills and counted mentally, sighing in relief at the total.

You didn’t say goodbye to him before leaving the room. You scrambled down the hall, looking for Toji. As usual, you found him in the private room that also doubled as his ‘office’. It gave him a full view of the dance floor and club below.

“What's this hm?” he questioned as you entered his office. You set the wad of cash on his desk and he sat up, taking the bills. 

“Come here.” He motioned for you to come behind his desk.  

He didn’t have to instruct you further. You knew  what he wanted you to do while he counted your earnings. You got on your knees and unzipped his pants, pulling out his member and stroking it.

He let out a low hum and began flipping through the bills himself.

You began throating and sucking on his member, closing your eyes and savoring his taste. You knew you’d stressed him out in the past few hours, so this was your way of apologizing. You closed your eyes and gagged around him, drooling all over his shaft so he slid in and out easier.

“1200, " he said, shifting and setting the money on his desk. “You outdid your- fuck.”

He placed his large hand over your head and guided you along his length. Toji bucked his hips and bit his lip to suppress his moans. He was a shameless sex addict, so he took pride in being vocal.

“Im gonna- Oh fuck girl, you swallow it.” He pushed his rough hands against your head, and wormed his hips around, spilling his load into your mouth. You swallowed with ease, and when you pulled away, Toji used his thumb to wipe the excess off the corner of your lip. 

Toji pat your head silently before standing up and readjusting himself. He took a part of the stack of cash and stuck it in your bra, where he always put it. When his back was turned you counted out the bills. $300. 

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[persefolli]

I'm finna keep it a buck with yall..

I really don't care if you feel called out, or disrespected, or whatever, I mean I'm chilling.

But I'm writing fan fictions as an escape from MY reality, I have scenarios in my head and I simply put them on paper. I am not new to this shit. I was writing on Wattpad as a middle schooler and freshman in highschool YEARS ago. I just started taking this tumblr shit serious like a year ago.

If I'm writing smut, we all know mfs worried about the sex, not the plot behind it. if i'm writing fluff, I want stomach butterfly triggering content. If I want my feelings hurt imma write angst

I take y'all requests so y'all can have that little piece of escapism. Which is why I take requests serious to the bone, like I did on Wattpad when I was still active.

I am in Uni, getting a degree for English. I am still learning, I am still perfecting my craft. My shit not gon be like Kevin Kwan or Margaret Atwood like bro i'm 18. I am juggling a part-time job, class work, and trying to write my book simultaneously. I have eras where I hyperfixate on certain games, movies, and characters, and once that spark leaves it's hard for me to get that back.

When I lose motivation, I'm not gonna want to do deep research and shit like I did when I was first interested in the character.

Y'all don't ever say shit about Disney movies being unrealistic. Y'all don't say shit about popular characters when they make a 180 and have a whole redemption arc. Nobody talks about the unrealistic shit that happens in sci-fi and dystopian movies. So why y'all under my posts worried about details, you focusing on the wrong shit.

Get OFF my shit with the technicalities. Do you want a damn cookie for knowing the exact details? Like do you want me to be like "Oh my gosh you're right!" And change my shit. NO!

If you that worried, write it your damn self, or make a request.

I don't care if this was 'mean' or 'ungrateful' or any of that shit. But I'm tired of this shit. Nobody reads for fun anymore, nobody watches movies for the enjoyment. Y'all nit pick every single thing and wonder why shit get cancelled or people quit.

This is my first and last time talking about this. And if you got an issue? @persefolli. My dm's are open.

-Persefolli

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