#I love my ideas. I fucking hate how I WRITE. It feels sloppy and all over the place. You can see I have ADHD through my writing😩

[dootznbootz]

Me, trying to unlearn shame and stop being a perfectionist:

#:'D #strugglinggggg #writing #writers on tumblr #writeblr #writer problems #writers #Mad rambles #I love my ideas. I fucking hate how I WRITE. It feels sloppy and all over the place. You can see I have ADHD through my writing😩 #writing memes #I'm trying to get better about just getting shit out there. :'D

[seventeenytiny]

♡ Sexual Themes I Feel Stray Kids Get Associated With ♡

Authors Note: So I’ve read enough smut from other blogs all over Tumblr that I feel like I started to see certain themes with each member reoccurring on Tumblr. Maybe it’s just certain blogs that keep pumping out the same type of content and I just haven’t noticed it’s the same blog. Anyways, I still thought this would be a fun thing to do, let me know if you agree or disagree with me. I’d love to know what kinks other people on Tumblr associate with certain members. One last thing, kinda hate how I set this up but can’t really change it now. Sorry if some of the sections aren’t as detailed as others, not all these kinks are things I’m generally comfortable with writing. Not uncomfortable with them, but just not necessarily stuff I’m into lol.

Contains: Sexual Themes/Smut, Minors DNI, Each section has a kink in front of it, if you're not comfortable reading that kink just skip over that section :)

Smut Below the Cut

Bang Chan - Breeding Kink 

I’ve learned Tumblr in general is OBSESSED with breeding kinks but I’m pretty sure Chan has this topic come up in his stories the most. I think him giving off the biggest dad vibes of the group makes us associate him with this kink. Alright so just imagine him coming home to fuck you after a long day of work. He loves to take you from behind so he can watch his cock go in and out of you as your body reacts with each thrust. “Please babe just let me cum in you just this once,” he wines out. You were too fucked out for rational thoughts, “I need your cum, Chris, please fill me.” He grips your hips hard, thrusts growing sloppy after hearing your words, his high rapidly approaching. With a grunt, he releases into you, his warm cum coating your walls. After calming down from his orgasm, he pulls out slowly, trying to prevent any cum from spilling out. He uses his finger to push anything that threatens to spill out back in, he can’t let a single drop go to waste.

Lee Know - BDSM/Hard Dom 

Minho is rough in bed, or at least that’s what everyone thinks. After a particularly rough day at work, he comes home just to release his pent-up frustration on you. He stands in front of you, his eyes staring intensely into yours, silently asking for permission. Next thing you know he’s pulling you off the couch and dragging you to the bedroom, roughly pushing you to the bed. He wraps his hand around your throat, squeezing it gently to let you know he’s in charge tonight. If you even tried to be a brat for a second he would flip you over onto his lap and deliver a hard blow to your ass. He would rub it for a second, to help lessen the initial sting, before smacking it again and again until you apologize. He’d love having you a sobbing mess while you beg for his cock and forgiveness. He could never turn down his baby when you look and sound like that.

Changbin - Size Kink/Bulge Kink

Honestly never really thought about a size kink being a thing until I started reading it on Tumblr recently, but yeah Changbin definitely has it. While he knows he might not be the tallest, his muscles and cock make up for it. He’d have you laying on the bed, his tip teasing your entrance, “I know your pussy can fit my huge cock,” he’d say in a low voice. You push your hips forward in response, desperate to feel him stretch your tight pussy. He starts slow, just wetting his tip, the stretch from that alone has you crying out. “Fuck Changbin your so big.” He hovers over you as he pushes himself in deeper, you watch as his biceps flex by your face. Little moans leave your mouth as you welcome the pain and pleasure of having him stretch you. “Almost there baby, just a little bit more. I know you can take it.” Once fully inside, he wouldn’t be able to take his eyes off that little budge he sees in your tummy with each thrust.

Hyunjin - Public Sex 

I love the idea of public sex, but Hyunjin and public sex? Chef’s kisses. Hyunjin will gladly fuck his partner whenever and wherever he wants. Some of the places he’s fucked you include a changing room, the hiking trail, the back of a train, oh and don’t forget the time the two of you got stuck in an elevator. You often find yourself wearing skirts and dresses, not because it’s necessarily your style, but because it makes this fun you two have so much easier. This time it was in the movie theater, he purchased the two of you those fancy vip seats your theater has, seats big enough to allow you to sit comfortably on his lap during the movie. You brought a blanket with you to the theater as well, most people would assume you did this because of how cold the theater always was but that's not why you have it. You sat on Hyunjin’s lap, settling the blanket on top before doing anything else. Slowly, he undoes his pants and pulls out his cock, he gave it a couple tugs before he lifts you up onto it. You did your best to not make any noise as you sink down onto him. The theater was for the most part empty, but there were still a couple people near the front of the theater. He slowly but sloppily thrusts into you, careful to not make any noise.

Han - Somnophlia/Freeuse 

Tumblr really thinks Jisung is just a super horny perv. Like when this boy wants you, he will have you no matter what. Don’t worry though, you guys have a system to let him know when you’re willing to have sex. You put on that one shirt that gives him the signal he needs before starting to doze off on the couch. Jisung comes home after a long day of practice and all he wants to do is sink his cock into your pussy and forget all about his worries. He looks at you on the couch, you're sleeping in nothing but your shirt and panties, bare legs exposed. He pulls his cock out before hovering over your sleeping form. He slides his cock between your thighs, slowly rutting his hips. Gentle moans slip past his lips, he keeps up a steady pace as he indulges in pleasure. His moans turn to high-pitched whines the closer he gets to his high, the sounds from his mouth cause you to start to stir. You wake up to see Jisung over your body, sweat on his brow and his lip red from biting it. His thrusts pick up as his orgasm takes over, warm sticky cum covering your thighs.

Felix - Cock Warming/Premature Cumming 

I probably read the most Felix smut, I couldn’t just pick one theme for him. With cockwarming, it’s always while he’s busy gaming. He’s deprived you of attention for too long, even after all your attempts to pull him away from the screen he just won’t budge. You couldn’t handle waiting any longer so you decided to help yourself. “Felix, keep playing your game, just trust me,” He nods in response, his eyes still glued to the screen. You reach out to rub his member through his pants, you can feel him grow hard rapidly. You try to tug with sweats down, he lifts his hips up to aid you in taking his pants off, getting desperate to feel more. You remove your sweatpants and panties before straddling his lap, careful to not block his view of the game. You sink down onto him, you can feel him tense up for a second before continuing his game. You sit on his cock happily for the next few minutes while he finishes several more rounds in his game, satisfied you can finally feel full. Felix eventually starts to grow desperate for more, quickly losing interest in his game. His hands move from his keyboard to your hips before he thrusts up into you. He takes in all the precious sounds that leave your mouth, enjoying everything just a little too much.  Unfortunately, he reaches his high a bit sooner than he’d like, your pussy just feels too damn good. Don’t worry though, he would never leave you unsatisfied.

Seungmin - Perv!Seungmin 

I feel like I’ve seen this theme with him quite a bit, I’ve seen it with Han as well but possibly just a smidge more with Seungmin. Tumblr Stays seem to like to make this man absolutely obsessed with you. Some things he does include following you around, gifting you teddy bears with hidden cameras, and stealing your panties. He’s not always a full perv though, he’s also your best friend that you’d trust with your life. What Seungmin doesn’t know is that you know exactly every little pervy thing he does, you only act like you don’t know what he’s doing. Knowing this, you sometimes like to tease him. Some things you do include changing while he’s around, asking for his opinion on which set of lingerie you should buy, and slowly grinding against him while you sit in his lap. Imagine sitting on his lap as you two watch a show together, his arms wrapped around your waist as he buries his face into your hair. He’d be doing his best to hold in his moans while you shift on his lap, trying not to give away how much he’s enjoying everything. There was honestly no point in him holding in his moans, it’s not like you couldn’t feel his rock-hard cock against your ass. After a bit too much teasing, he eventually cums into his pants, a whisper-like moan slips past his lips with his orgasm. You pretend you didn’t know what just happened as he suddenly pushes you off his lap, excusing himself to the restroom.

I.N - Loud Sex/Exhibitionism

Being the baby member, Jeongin feels like he’s got something to prove to everyone, he wants to show off how much of a man he has become. One of the ways he does that is by making you scream and moan so loud during sex that all of the members nearby can hear it. One night, you were invited for a movie night while a couple of the other boys were at the dorm. After the boys ruthlessly teased Jeongin for having a partner, he decided he had enough. He picks you up off the couch and carries you to his room, slamming the door behind him. He rips off your clothes before ravishing your body. He sucks on your neck, leaving perfect little bruises, hoping the members would get to see you marked up later. One of his hands travels down to draw little circles on your clit, his other grabs your breast and pinches your nipple. You tried to hold in your moans, but your whole body felt overstimulated with pleasure. Jeongin whispers in your ear, “Don’t hold back your moans baby girl, let’s let them know how good I can make you feel.”

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[levanterhaze]

✧ BLUE FLAME WITH JUNGKOOK ✧

→ jungkook x reader

→ word count: 2.6k

→ your noisy neighbor has been disturbing your nights, so you decide to take satisfaction. however, there is a fine line between satisfaction and pleasure.

→ warnings: masturbation, penetration, protected sex, lot of swearing, dirty talk and sloppy sex if you're not +18 please do NOT read. (i decided to write this after watching those 2 episodes of the sex life of college girls)

It was 10:54 PM.

It was the exact moment where it all began. First, there were the grunts and soft moans, then came the screams and the relentless clatter of the headboard banging the wall. And you were fed up with it.

Every night your neighbor would get some girl and end up disturbing your night's sleep. And it was derailed how the screams progressed further and further, being able to wake up the entire building. You wondered how they managed to be so loud. It was nasty.

But today was your day off. You were curled up on your comforter in your comfiest pajamas, watching a 90s rom-com and eating an extra greasy pizza when your sex maniac neighbor started the bedlam.

And every time you tried to be friendly, not caring too much about other people's sex lives, it was impossible to hear any line from the movie with that girl screaming her lungs out on the other side of the wall.

Yes, yes, Jungkook!

Oh my god, Jungkook!

At some point, you were starting to think that this guy must be a sex god so that all girls act the same way, always, all of them. Or they just faked it every time, which to be honest, was a bit suspicious.

The headboard slamming on the wall was so loud that you had to move your bed to stop yours from swaying too. Damn thin wall. The screams continued and it seemed that the girl was coming to an exquisite and long orgasm.

You walked up to the wall and threw two punches as if they’d hear over all those moans. “Can you be fucking quiet? Jesus."

Realizing you weren't going to be able to finish your precious movie, you just decided you'd better grab a coat and change and go for a long walk until the whole thing is over.

The next morning you heard giggles coming from the hallway and guessed the neighbor's girl was leaving. It was nearly seven in the morning, the time for you to go to the gym before work. Lucky that your condo has a private gym that residents could access for free.

No one was using it at the time, so you took the opportunity to do your routine exercises. Until a slender figure, dressed all in black and tattoos, appeared in your peripheral. You knew it was him, your neighbor. You happened to see him coming into his apartment the other day.

But dammit, he was really…attractive?

He gave a gentle good morning grin, revealing his lip piercing.

Jesus Christ.

You did the same, out of politeness. However, it was the ideal time to go up to him and finally tell him that he was bothering all your nights with that insane sex screaming that came from his house. You schemed how you would say it, as it's not a very nice subject and you had no other way of saying it than directly.

Jungkook was choosing some music on his phone when you slowly approached.

"Hey. You're Jungkook, right? I'm your neighbor."

"Hey. I know."

Does he know? All right, whatever.

“Look, I don't know how to say this properly, so I'll just say it. You are very noisy. Look, I understand that you love sex and you do it constantly but the wall is really, really thin. So I would really appreciate it if you could… You know…?”

You had no idea how your face felt, but you could feel the burning in your cheeks and the extreme sweat on your hands. You hate being put in uncomfortable situations where you have to step out of your comfort zone and deal with unpleasant things.

But that was a problem that needed to be settled.

Jungkook's lips draw a thin line as he bit back a smile, you can tell.

“Oh, okay. Can you lend me your phone?”

You blink a few times, wondering if you've misunderstood.

"Sorry?"

"Your number. That way you can let me know if I'm too loud."

He can't be serious.

You realize then that he is indeed being sincere when he reaches out for your phone. And you just hand him the device, being slightly distracted by the dozen drawings painted over his arm muscles.

“Thanks, I guess.” You hold the phone back and try to ignore his glare and that slutty smile that spreads across his lips when you drift away.

Almost two weeks passed and, incredible as it may seem, your neighbor seemed to have come to reality, because the insane noises had ceased for good. And you were even a little surprised, for a person who did that every day, going almost fifteen days without having sex, it seemed like a grand slam.

It was late at night and you were exhausted after working an eight-hour shift. Your friend had called to share some news about a date she had gone on extremely badly.

Until your nightmare started again.

"What the fuck? Are you watching porn while talking to me?” Your friend's voice was grossed out.

“It's my stupid neighbor. I swear to god, he’s a sex maniac. This is not normal."

"At least he is hot?" Your friend asks and you think too quickly about those muscles pressed by the black shirt. Thick, well-defined thighs in the shorts he'd been wearing to the gym. The broad shoulders… “Never mind. What will you do?"

“I'm going to stop him or call the police or something. I'll be right back, I'll call you later."

"Good luck."

"Thanks. I'll need it."

This time you were determined to make a fuss if possible. You could hear his groans from behind the wall and it was insane. You just wanted to close your eyes and go to sleep, without having to think about your extremely hot neighbor having sex right next to you.

You put on a robe and left the house. There were two loud knocks on the door and a long wait for Jungkook to answer the door. And honestly, you wish you hadn't. Because he looked like a Greek god with his long hair falling into his eyes, his shirt a little open, and his sweatpants hanging awkwardly on narrow hips.

Right. Focus. You're here for a reason.

“Good night, neighbor.” He beams sweetly, exposing the piercing, and you almost gulp strongly because he's too good-looking to be true.

“You’re doing it again.”

"Doing what?" He frowns, pretending to be baffled.

"You know very well." You point the finger at him. “I just want you to tell your friend to be quieter.I just want to sleep.”

“So I disturbed your sleep?”

"Yeah."

"Yeah?" He tongues his cheeks. “And what are you going to do about it?”

You didn't want to admit it, but an absurd heat rose in your body, spreading mainly between your legs.

“I could call the cops.” You cross your arms, trying to dismiss the flaming feeling in your body.

“Sounds like a plan.” He smiles and then looks over his shoulder. “Or you could come in.”

"In your house? With someone in there? Why on earth would I do that?”

Jungkook scowls, this time really looking stumped.

“There’s no one here.”

Oh.

Oh.

He seems to be amused by his accomplishment. “I should go back and…”

“I have good wine. You look tense. And I owe you an apology.”

OK. Wine sounds good. And you really were tense and it was because of him. And he really owed you an apology. You analyzed the situation for a few seconds before deciding that it was okay. If he really wanted to apologize, you could at least listen to him, that wouldn't hurt.

The interior of Jungkook's apartment was very clean and tidy. He appeared a few seconds later with two glasses of wine and indicated the sofa so you could both sit down. Inside, you were feeling a little bad because he was alone and the sounds you heard… That was a little too intimate.

"Then. Wine. Now the apologies.”

He drinks down his wine and then looks at you curiously.

“You missed something.” Jungkook stares at you earnestly. “You’re still tense.”

You gulp down the wine quickly, trying to disguise how sweaty you were by the way his eyes stared at you. "I’m fine. Thanks for the wine. I really need to go.” You get up quickly, but Jungkook follows you to the door.

“Or you could stay.”

He leaves the glass on the table and approaches slowly. You try to focus on his face and not that sinewy body walking towards you.

"And why would I do that?" Your voice comes out as a tired whisper.

Jungkook moves even closer and you shudder as you feel his warm breath blow over your skin. “Because you’re also disturbing my sleep.”

Fuck.

Your breathing is so shallow it's embarrassing. Your heart beats a mile a minute in your chest and you know he's noticed how much you're giving in to his charm, like magnetism. And the wine seems to loosen you up, untying all the tangles that bound your body, taking the tension out of every muscle at once.

And you feel so vulnerable. Your body is craving for his touch because your mind wanders on outrageous thoughts of Jungkook thinking about you while… It's crazy. You've always been so tired, not enough time to have a good night of casual sex, that maybe you could enjoy it. Just once.

You throw your sanity to hell and grab Jungkook's face just to kiss him. His arms envelop you deliciously and the world seems to burn with a burning desire in a blue flame. His lips are greasy and he tastes divine, the wine mixing with his essence so deliciously that you wail into his lips.

He helps you out of your robe and you can see it in the dim light as his pupils dilate at the sight of that stupid skimp nightgown, you're wearing. His hands are agile and large and you gasp as his thumbs graze the sides of your breasts and his body pushes you to the edge of the table. Jungkook slides between your legs, cupping your face and moving his lips down to your chin and then your neck.

“Jungkook…” You roll your eyes as his tongue wriggles across your skin, painfully crawling to your throbbing spot.

“Wanna taste you.” He whispers into your skin. “Wanna feel you so bad, baby. Fuck."

And you don't look out for the fact that your legs are parted so he would do anything to you. You were already sure you were past the shame stage and the alcohol was helping that aspect.

He continues kissing your skin as he squeezes your thigh and lifts the narrow fabric of your nightie to your waist. You hold back a loud sob when he touches you right where you want him. Then, Jungkook groans into your skin. “You're dripping. God."

And that was embarrassing, but what the hell. He shoves the fabric aside and you clasp the cloth of his shirt as his skin makes contact with yours. Jungkook looks at you, your brows are wrinkled and your lips are parted. It's quite a sight. He thrusts his fingers inside you, enjoying how easy it’s to slide inside you.

"Shit." You pull him closer. You spread your legs even wider, feeling your body gain immediate weakness. He touches you so unhurriedly as if he wants to see you suffer and it's nice and painful at the same time. "More."

“Need more?” He reaches until there’s no space left. And as much as he's fascinated by the sight of your pussy taking his fingers so hungrily, it's your face he focuses on. He kisses you clumsily, licks you, and sucks on your lips like he's starved for it. And he was. For you.

Your forehead sticks to his chest, hiding the rest with every eye roll. You drag him tight by his shirt, biting your lip to keep from moaning the loudest you've ever wanted to moan in your life. “Jungkook.” A restrained groan escapes your lips.

"I want to hear from you." He slows down and you look up in disbelief. “Let me hear you.”

“Please…” You plead softly, but he ignores it. Shit. "Harder, please!" Your voice comes out much stronger and he does exactly what you ask.

With his mouth, he trails kisses to your breasts and tugs at the fabric with his teeth until it falls gracefully across your shoulders, exposing your rawest skin. And his tongue devours you. He plays with your breasts, nibbles on your skin, and drives you wild.

You're almost there, your hips undulating quickly to maintain more touch.

You wanted more. You need more.

“Jungkook.” And he seems to understand your darkest desires because he pulls out a condom from God knows where and you're not surprised to see how hard he is, ready to ruin you.

Your feet are on the edge of the table and he's flattening your stomach, making you lie down.

“Shit, you’re so fucking hot.” He caresses his cock with one hand and your clit with the other, in equal rhythms. Your back arches with delectable friction and you think you're going to come right then and there, but he amazes you when he enters you. “So damn good for me.”

"My God!" You cry involuntarily and make your body shake.

His hand is pressing down on your stomach, but he's still touching your sore clit with his thumb, very slowly. He looks for your eyes to see if he can go faster and you don't hesitate to approve immediately.

He moves like a god. Hips crushing your skin, the sound of skin hitting skin. Nimble fingers traveling over your breasts. Your leg going up on his shoulders. Jungkook's long hair is damp and falling over his forehead. The tattooed arm presses you deliciously. It all felt like a lucid dream.

His whines are melodic and it makes you even more turned on knowing that he’s worshiping every moment of it just as you are. He hammers his hips harder, teeth clamping down on his lip until the skin’s whitened. There's a small crease in his forehead and you feel he's as close as you are.

You move your hips against him as much as possible, feeling that intense fire burns every cell, every inch of your body from the inside out.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” Jungkook cries, squeezing the edge of the table tightly as he lunges faster and faster, barely able to withstand the clench of your pussy on his cock

“I’m gonna…” You swallow hard, your voice cracking.

"I got you. Cum for me.”

And like magic words, your body convulses underneath Jungkook's body. Orgasm hits you hard, arching your back and melting your brain to jell-o. Jungkook lays down, licking your neck and then smooching your lips, making you devour erotic mutters in a hot, slippery kiss. He groans huskily and pleasurably in your ear and you pull his hair once more, just to end the kiss.

You're both sweaty and out of breath. He's still up and inside you. He is everywhere. The hickeys on your skin, the marks on your body, and the electrifying orgasm he just gave you.

“So…” Jungkook lifts his head, brushing the hair past your face. "Wine. You’re no longer tense. Do I still owe you an apology?”

You stare into those doe eyes and a laugh reverberates in your chest.

“I think we're good.”

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[tartiloser]

SCREAM HEADCANONS ☆ better call stu!

starring. . . afab , gender neutral reader and stu macher. warning for nsfw , unfaithfulness ( both reader + their boyfriend cheat ), + mentions of threesomes. requested by ; no one ( 10 / 22 / 23 ) + fandom masterlist ; here.

author notes; stu isn’t dating tatum in this ;p . he’s my fav freaky link idc, he’s so goofy-weird that it’s really fun to write him.

stu macher!

— when your boyfriend won’t get you off or, more accurately, can’t get you off, you better call stu. he’s always down to rearrange your guts or eat you out just to make you cum, something your boyfriend seems to have trouble with. you don’t remember how you two began this arrangement but he’s just the right amount of freaky and sweet, making him perfect your needs.

— stu’s your dirty little secret, and he doesn't shy away from it. in fact, macher takes a sort of sick pride in it, bringing it up often. he especially loves teasing you from between your legs. “has your boyfriend ever made you cum?” he’ll ask, pretending to be curious as he wipes his mouth. “has anyone made you cum as much as i do, babe? be honest.”

— stu adores eye contact with you during your sneaky sex sessions. he loves it when you’re facing each other. it isn’t rare for him to hold your chin or simply demand that you look at him. he wants to watch your facial expressions, making sure that the pleasure he gives you outweighs any sort of guilt you may have about cheating on that guy you’re with. besides, it’s not like your boyfriend’s loyal either— macher loves to remind you that he’s likely been with the whole cheer team.

— he’ll thrust into you from behind and murmur, “he’s probably with some other girl right now anyways.” he knows his words hurt a little, but it’s hard to focus on how mean stu was being when he was fucking you so well. “just forget about him. focus on me, baby, I’ll be right here with you all night.”

— he hates it when you call out your boyfriend’s name as he’s fucking you. it’s a reminder that you’re not really his, even though it felt like you were. whenever you slip up, he asks you flat out, “who’s blowing your back out right now?” if you don’t respond promptly, he’ll simply continue on, “c’mon, baby, say it, say the name of the guy who’s filling you up, making good use of your pussy. say it.”

— occasionally, you catch macher making love to you. not having sex, making love. he’s usually only ever somewhat romantic after he fucks you, giving you some pretty sweet aftercare (something your boyfriend didn’t even know about). every so often, though, he’ll kiss you gently before and after. and during, if you’re lucky. he takes his time, admiring your body and uttering soft praises to you as he runs his hands all over. every so often, he makes love to you as if you’re his.

— you had begged stu not to tell anyone about your situation. who’s to say if he’s kept good on that promise, though. you’re almost certain that macher told billy, based on the looks his friend gives you. speaking of loomis… sometimes stu brings up the idea of him joining. you’re not sure if billy knows that secret just yet.

— “maybe I should invite billy sometime,” he’ll whisper as he’s fingering you. macher’ll lean in, pressing a sloppy kiss to the shell of your ear, “i’m sure he’d love to see you like this. don’t worry, I won’t let him touch you— he’ll sit right over there and jerk off in the corner. wouldn’t that be hot, baby? wouldn’t it be fun?”

— you’re too busy moaning to admit you’re into the idea, which is probably for the best. for now, all you needed was stu to get you off. all you wanted was for him to make you feel heavenly in the ways your boyfriend couldn't.

— he’s never asked you to break up with your boyfriend, even though it’s clear that macher wants you to. you had assumed after some time that he was just waiting for you to break it off of your own free will. in truth, however, stu was just waiting on a good opportunity to get rid of the guy himself. he’d make your boyfriend disappear completely in a more... permanent... manner.

#tartiloser #my work #slasher movies #slashers x reader #slasher x reader #slasher headcanons #scream 1996 #scream x reader #scream stu #stu macher #stu macher x reader #stu x reader #billy loomis mentioned #stu #stu macher smut

[smiley-babe]

Spit Roasted

Hanma x Reader x Kisaki

Nsfw/ MDNI 18+

⚠ Warnings: choking, spanking, mean dom Shuji and Tetta, (pet names: princess, baby girl, baby), sub reader, pussy drunk Shuji, face fucking, unprotected sex, orgasm denial, master and daddy usage, degradation (use of slut, bitch), spitting, aftercare, oral (m + f receiving), overstimulation, creampies, slight sub Shuji (if you squint), slight dumbification, soft ending hehe

Summary: It’s not often that these two team up, but when they do it doesn’t look good for you.

Wc: 3.9k

An: This is super duper dedicated to @satorhime !! Told you I was gonna write this shit for you .-. It’s still “fuck Kisaki” out here baby but I really enjoyed writing this! Besos my love ❤️

How you ended up in a poly relationship with two dangerous criminals named Hanma Shuji and Kisaki Tetta you have no idea. But they don’t seem like criminals to you. Their touches a majority of the time are gentle and they’re so good to you, so protective. It’s like having two guard dogs for boyfriends. 

What also confuses you is how they’re able to share you. The way their personality is set up, they both are selfish selfish men. They don’t know what the fuck sharing is. But when you couldn’t pick between them, this was their solution. 

There are times where they can get a little violent towards each other when the other is being a little too greedy. This was not one of those days. 

When Shuji comes home, brass knuckles coated in blood and a splatter of it on his white tee, which he’s pissed about, he didn’t expect to see this. 

“Please Tetta faster!,” you cry out while sitting on the counter as Kisaki plunges himself deep into your cunt. Your fingers card through his hair as he marks your neck and fulfills your request, hips pistoning faster into you. The squelch of your pussy is loud, embarrassing almost. 

Shuji chuckles and tosses the brass knuckles. “Oh yeah? This what we doing now?” He approaches you two and your eyes widen. 

“U- uh h- hi baby,” you try to greet him in between your moans. 

Shuji tilts his head and has a scowl on his handsome face. “Oi! Kisaki stop hogging her!” 

Kisaki doesn’t stop his brutal pace. “Cum for me pretty baby.” He nips at your neck as he hits that specific gummy spot over and over. 

Your toes are curling and your eyes are squeezed shut. It’s so close. You’re moaning lewdly, your legs wrap tighter around Kisaki’s waist, and you’re almost pulling out his hair. If he wasn’t about to cum right now he would have punished you for tugging at his neatly combed hair. 

His hips stutter as he feels you clench so tightly around him. “Fuck... gonna cum. Want you to take it all.” You nod frantically, also close to cumming. Before you can finish Kisaki’s strokes halt as he buries his seed deep into your fluttering cunt. He looks down at you with a smirk. “Oh, you didn’t cum? What a shame sweetheart.” 

He pulls out and grins at Hanma while pulling up his sweats. “She’s all yours. Enjoy my sloppy seconds.” Shuji chuckles as you squeeze your thighs together in an attempt to finish yourself. But you’re also nervous. Kisaki is usually pretty gentle during sex. Sweet pet names, doing what you ask of him, making sure you’re okay. But often he does things like this. Denies your orgasms, sometimes a face slap if you’re being bratty, does an extra sharp thrust that has you squirting on him. Kisaki doesn’t always show he’s going to be vindictive until it’s too late. 

While Hanma is... very mean. Especially when he’s jealous. Which is why Tetta even initiated this. He knew Shuji would be home soon. He knew he would be pissed when he saw Tetta having some intimate time with you, leaving him out. And to top it off, because Shuji is mean, he’s going to be denying every single orgasm you think you’re going to have, so Tetta made sure you didn’t cum. 

“You’ve been a dirty bitch huh y/n?” He pries your thighs open and watches Tetta’s cum ooze out of you. He hated to admit seeing you used like this turned him on. “Don’t I get a hello kiss?,” he glances up at you with a grin. But behind that grin is something sadistic. 

“Of course Shuji.” You smile and kiss him gently. He deepens it and nibbles at your bottom lip. A whine draws from your mouth when he bites on your lip extra hard, almost drawing blood.

When he pulls away his eyes are heavy lidded with lust. Without hesitation he’s picking you up and walking to your bedroom. He eyes the marks on your neck that Tetta left and he gets even more annoyed.

He tosses you on the bed and starts undressing. “Take that shirt off. Want to see all of you.” You know damn well not to disobey him and take that and your bra off. He hovers over you, already very hard. “Let’s get this out of you yeah? Squeeze for me.” He watches more of Tetta’s cum dribble out of you. But it’s not enough. He takes a finger and starts scooping it out of you. 

Your thighs close instinctively and he glares at you. “Shu it hurts.” His hand marked with the kanji, punishment, wraps around your neck and squeezes. Your legs finally part but he doesn’t let go as he finishes up his work. 

“I want to eat this pussy so bad but you don’t fucking *smack* deserve it.” The sudden smack landing on your clit makes your body jolt. He taps his tip on your clit next and watches your expressions. Smirking to himself he removes his hand from your neck, watching you gasp for air. 

“W- wait Shuji-” A gasp cuts you off as he starts shoving his flushed head through the first tight ring of muscles. Your fingers dig into his shoulder as he pushes himself all the way in, bottoming out immediately. Taking Hanma is hard. He’s thick and long and always feels like he’s stretching the hell out of you. With his size he is not gentle with it. 

Your whining as your hands push at his lower abdomen as he starts moving, thrusting deep and hard. Shuji doesn’t appreciate that all. He pulls out and looks around the room for a second. His eyes brighten when seeing what he’s looking for. He takes his belt and binds your hands then puts them above your head. “Move them and you won’t get to cum at all tonight. Got it slut?” You nod but that’s not enough for him. He grabs your jaw, squishing your cheeks. “Use your fucking words.” 

“Yes master. Won’t move. I promise.” He smirks and pats your cheek endearingly.

“Good bitch.” He plunges himself back in, having less resistance now. He knows you. He knows you like being treated like this by him. And god he loves treating you like this. The fact that you willingly let him treat you like an object is enough to have him throbbing. “Feel so nice in here. Just for me yeah?” With his cock head touching your cervix each slow deep thrust, you couldn’t even form the words. All you can let out is whimpers and moans. He smacks one of your breasts. “ ‘m talking to you. Listening? Or do I have to fuck you harder to get a fucking answer?” 

“N- no please. ‘m- ‘m sorry. Just for you Sh- Shu.” That man is not bluffing. When he says he’ll do something he will do it. 

He grins down at you evilly. “Fucking liar. Had no problem giving my pussy to that four eyed asshole.” His pace speeds up and you cry out, tears streaking your cheeks already. “Aww crying for me baby? Cry some more.” 

His hands slap at any of your exposed skin. Your breasts, your thigh, your face. He doesn’t care. You need to learn your lesson. But he doesn’t even know what the lesson is anymore as he keeps pushing himself deeper into you. 

Your body already feels so sore but the pleasure of him of him stretching your tight walls every time he slides back in is worth it. His pace stays slow, so you can feel everything. His golden eyes watch you cream around him. 

Every thrust is brutal, even though it’s slow. “W- wanna cum. Please Shuji pleaseeee!” But he ignores your pleas and marks the other side of your neck that Tetta left untouched. That familiar knot is forming in your lower abdomen. With each stroke of his cock you feel even closer. It’s getting harder to hold back. Shuji groans when you tighten around him. 

He absolutely knows you’re close. But he doesn’t slow his thrusts but instead speeds them up. Your nails scratch at his back and your legs wrap tightly around his waist. He doesn’t like that. His hands pry your legs open and pin them to the bed, reaching even deeper. You gasp and moan louder when his tip nudges right into your spot. “Makin a mess on me baby.” You can’t do it anymore. 

Your eyes roll back into your head and you let out a string of expletives. Your cunt clenches around him so tightly that it makes it hard for him to keep going. “Fuck Shujiiii!” His hips stop moving as you pant hard. 

When you open your eyes Hanma is frowning. “Did I tell you to fucking cum?” Oh shit, you messed up. And you know a punishment is coming. “Answer me slut! Did I tell you to cum?!”

You frantically shake your head. “No but I-” 

He looks away from you. “Tetta!,” he calls out. Said man waltzes in with a smirk on his face. 

“Yes Shuji?,” he asks, glancing down at you who is trembling from the aftershocks of your orgasm and fear. His arms are crossed and he wears an amused expression on his face. 

“Looks like we need to train her again. She’s not listening.” Tetta chuckles and approaches you. He grabs your face gently. 

“Aww baby. Not listening to Shuji again? Ya know he doesn’t like that,” he coos condescendingly. 

You pout at him, bottom lip wobbling. “ ‘m sorry daddy. Please I didn’t mean to.” 

“Ah ah. Don’t apologize to me sweetheart. Apologize to Shuji.” He turns your face to look at the man above you who is still seething. 

Shuji likes that you tear up a little from how mad he looks. “Sorry Master. I didn’t mean to cum. Just felt so good.” You try to soothe him by caressing his face, hands still bound by his leather belt. A little smile tugs at his lips. 

“Still need to be taught a lesson princess. You won’t get off that easy.” He pulls out of you, making you whine. “What do you think her punishment should be Tetta?” 

“How bout she take both of us like the good slut I know she is.” Your eyes widen. You’ve never taken both of them. They were both too greedy to fuck you together. Both too possessive. But it scares you to even think about taking both of them. Both kings of overstimulation or orgasm denial. Both men having an unrelenting thrusting pace that leaves you sore for days. It’s a miracle you can still walk. 

Shuji looks at him with a raised brow. “Oh yeah? Think she can handle it?”

“I know she can,” Tetta says with a smirk. 

Shuji is already moving your body on all fours. “W- wait! I don’t think I can-” 

Tetta tsks at you. “You’re not in any position to make demands sweetheart. I suggest you shut up and take your punishment. Don’t wanna piss your master off even more do ya?” 

You glance back at Shuji who’s on his knees behind you. “Be a good girl and maybe you can get a reward after.” He spanks your ass and you whimper. Tetta has his sweats pulled down, already hard and throbbing. 

His soft hands grip your face gently. “Open that pretty mouth baby.” Just then Shuji spits on your pussy making you gasp. He smears the saliva with his fingers. 

“Don’t even need this. Already so fuckin’ wet.” He flattens his tongue and licks a stripe starting from your clit up. You moan lewdly as Tetta rubs his head on your tongue. 

“Look pretty just for us baby.” His compliment makes you clench around Shuji’s fingers that probe your entrance. The taste of Tetta’s precum hits your tongue which makes you wrap your lips around his head. “Just like that,” he hisses.

Shuji’s fingers hook up inside you, hitting a particular spot over and over that has you moaning around Tetta’s cock. But he pulls them out and replaces it with his tongue. He can’t help it. You taste too good to him. He loves going down on you more than he likes shoving his cock down your throat. “Tastes good baby. Thanks for the meal,” he murmurs before diving back into your cunt.

Meanwhile Tetta is trying to get you to take him deeper. He’s trying to be nice because he’s the nice guy in the relationship but it’s wearing thin at this point. “More y/n. I know you can do it.” Tears brim in your eyes as he nudges the back of your throat. It constricts around him as you gag. “C’mon baby. Know you can take more than that.” He’s back to cooing at you in a mean way. 

Tetta’s fingers grip your jaw as he forces you to take more of him. Your eyes roll back as Shuji starts thrusting his tongue into you. But he pulls away, knowing you don’t deserve to cum on his face right now. You’re being reconditioned and only get rewards afterwards. So he gets on his knees and strokes himself a few times while lining himself up. 

“Doing so good baby,” Tetta groans as you gag around him some more, trying very hard to breathe through your nose. When Shuji finally thrusts into you it makes you sputter on Tetta’s cock, a moan trying to force it’s way up your throat. Tetta pulls his cock out of your mouth, finally letting you breathe. 

The sheer force of Hanma’s hips have you in tears already. The stretch burns slightly but the pain is replaced by how good he hits your spot every time. “Fuuuuck Shuji,” you cry out as he smirks. 

“Take all of it slut.” His hands are leaving big red marks on your ass as he slaps it repeatedly. “Just suckin me in like that,” he groans and curses as he loses himself completely in your dripping pussy. 

“Look at me baby girl,” Tetta coaxes. And god he almost loses it when you look up at him with those doe eyes of yours. Lashes wet and tears brimming over your lash line. “Open,” he commands. When you open your mouth and stick your tongue out he feels so proud. He didn’t even have to ask you. Tetta spits into your open mouth as you moan louder from Shuji’s merciless strokes. His tip is back on your tongue, smearing his spit with yours. “Gotta make daddy cum or master won’t let you cum. Isn’t that right Shuji?” 

Said man is half listening, too pussy drunk to care about anything else. “Mmhmm. Only cum when daddy cums. Fuck this pussy is good,” he moans out fucking deeper into you making you gasp and cry out. 

You wished your hands weren’t still bound. It would be easier to make Tetta cum because he loves how your hands feel around his cock. So you try to focus as you take his tip into your mouth. Shuji’s grip on your hips is almost bruising as he continues to pound himself into you. 

Tetta takes the initiative and starts thrusting into your mouth again. Drool spills from your lips every time he fucks himself back in. One of his hands grip your hair and he goes faster. The stimulation is too much. Your choking on sobs and Tetta’s dick at the same time. “Fuck gonna make me cum!,” Shuji grunts as he slaps your ass hard. 

“Don’t fucking cum yet,” Tetta warns him with a glare. 

Hanma is trying hard. He really is but he is mesmerized at this point. “Can’t hold it. Fuck I’m cumming.” But Kisaki’s hand around his neck makes him stop his thrusts completely. 

“I said not to cum.” He uses an even sterner tone than before. Shuji feels like he’s going to melt. His cock twitches inside you and bites his lip to suppress a whine. Tetta keeps fucking your mouth, slowly while his hand stays around Shuji’s neck. 

“Do it harder,” Shuji grunts. Even though Tetta is looking down at you his fingers squeeze harder per Shuji’s request. It takes a lot out of Shuji to keep going while not cumming. He didn’t think he would like something like this. He’s always been on top but then there’s Tetta. He wouldn’t dare cross him and has a slight attraction to him. 

“Act like you want my cum baby,” Tetta remarks as he gags you with his fat tip once again. At this point your throat is sore from his cock and your moans. His hand is still tangled in your hair and he’s starting to feel close. 

Shuji can only stave off his orgasm for soo long. “Tetta... gonna cum!,” he whimpers a little as he gets lost in your pussy again. The fingers wrapped around his neck only drive him deeper into pleasure. 

“Beg for that shit Shuji,” Tetta taunts him, not thinking he would actually listen to him. 

Shuji lets out a needy moan. “Please daddy lemme cum.” Tetta cocks his head at him. Is he really serious? He smirks and shoves himself farther down your throat, groaning from the feeling of it constricting around him. He takes his hand from Shuji’s neck.

“Cum for me then master.” Shuji throws his head back and starts cumming deep into you. 

“Fuck fuck fuck!,” Shuji mutters still slowly thrusting into you. “So good. Fuck ‘s so good!” You were close to cumming before Shuji finished inside you. Another orgasm denied. It makes more tears fall down your face as Tetta fucks into your mouth faster. 

Tetta is getting even closer. His hand is behind your head, coaxing you to keep going. You swirl tongue around the tip just how he likes before curving it underneath his cock, tracing the fat vein there. “Good girl. Almost fuckin’ there. Don’t stop,” he grunts out. He doesn’t give you any warning as he starts shooting his load in your mouth. “Don’t waste a drop baby. Or you’ll have to be taught another lesson.” The threat makes you gulp every last drop of his cum down. When he pulls out of your mouth, he makes you show him your tongue. 

“Wanna cum please daddy,” you whine, your voice hoarse from the moaning and throat fucking. Tetta wipes your cheeks gently from all the tears you shed. His touch is so gentle as he smiles down at you. 

“I did promise that didn’t I, princess?” You nod. “Shuji you up for another round or do I have to take over?”

Said man pouts a bit, shooting him an irritated look. “ ‘m not done yet.” He pulls out of you watching his load gush out of your tight hole. “Gonna make you cum like a slut. Better be ready.” You gasp when he folds you under his body, calves hooked over his strong shoulders. Tetta removes the belt from your wrists finally.

He pushes his still hard cock into you, already making a mess with his previous spend. Tetta lays down next to you, peppering your cheek with kisses. He can’t help but be affectionate after you did so well for him. Your nails dig into Shuji’s shoulder as his first thrust jolts your whole body. Your eyes squeeze shut as he stretches you out again. “Still so fucking tight,” he grits. But he still manages to slam his full length into you with so much vigor. 

Your fingers scratch at his scalp as they wind through his dark hair. “Love you Shuji,” you moan out. He curses under his breath, already wanting to fill you up again. You two lock lips, losing yourselves in the moment, sighing each other’s names into your mouths. 

It’s rare but you often find yourself locked underneath soft Shuji. Soft pussy drunk Shuji. His cheeks are tinted pink and he’s panting, slightly whiney from the overstimulation. The loving moment is stolen when Tetta feels left out and turns your face to meet his. “Don’t forget bout me princess,” he says with a teasing smile. 

“Mm love you too Tetta.” He can practically see the hearts in your eyes. He swallows up your moans with his lips as he kisses you deeply. This feels even more stimulating than when they spit roasted you. Shuji splitting you open with his cock, strokes deep and slow, as Tetta pours his love into a nasty sensual kiss. 

“Did so good for us baby. Learned your lesson pretty girl,” Tetta whispers to you. You nod stupidly and whimper as Shuji hits deeply into your spot. “Feels good baby?” He receives a weak ‘uh huh’ from you. “Tell Shuji how it feels baby. Tell him how good he feels.” 

You hiccup a little, turning to look up at Hanma again, feeling so sensitive from the feeling of his cock rubbing your walls raw. “ ‘s so good master! Want you to make me cum. Fuck- please!” You’re on the brink of sobbing from the pleasure and the intense love from both of these usually rough men. “So good… so fucking good,” you babble as Shuji picks up his pace.

Shuji groans and marks your neck up, teeth digging into your soft skin. “Tightening up on me. Cum for me dammit.” Your jaw goes slack and tears stream down your face even more as he continues to slam into your spot.

“Shuji! Fuck! Gonna c- cum!,” you cry out as your nails scratch along his back, leaving angry red lines in its wake. The pleasure starts from your toes and spreads all the way to the tips of your fingers. Your whole body is trembling while your eyes squeeze shut. No words can even escape to describe how good it feels.

“Fuuuuck!,” Shuji curses as he fills your cunt with his cum again. He can’t even will himself to keep going because he’s so sensitive. He’s slightly trembling with you, trying to come down from the high.

“You both did good,” Tetta purrs at you both while he strokes your hair gently. All you two do is pant in response, both spent.

When you two finally separate, Shuji is quick to pull you close. He feels you deserve some aftercare after he was so mean to you. “Love you too pretty,” he whispers before pulling you into a deep kiss. Anything intimate with Shuji always manages to take your breath away because it’s almost rare. His tongue cradles against yours making the kiss sloppy.

You feel another body behind you and kisses on the back of your neck. “Why do you insist on leaving me out Shuji?” You can practically hear the faux pout he’s putting on.

Shuji glares at him. “Because whenever I get home you two are going at it like I don’t exist,” he spits back at Tetta.

“You want more time with me Shuji?,” you ask him, planting a kiss on his cheek. You almost miss the way his cheeks flush a bit.

He huffs. “Yeah I do. That a problem? I’m greedy baby.” You shrug and giggle at him even though he has that menacing glare. You can see right through his hard exterior.

“I’ll give ya some more of my time then my love,” you say as you snuggle closer to him, burying your face into his neck.

There’s nothing you love more than cuddling with your two delinquent boyfriends. They show sides of themselves to you that they wouldn’t dare show anyone else. And for that you’re grateful.

#kisaki tetta #kisaki smut #hanma shuji #hanma smut #hanma x reader #kisaki x reader #hanma x reader x kisaki #hanma x reader x kisaki smut #kisaki x reader smut

[rosepascal]

🌸 Dieter Bravo asking someone to have sex in the bubble but they actually say yes 🤣🤣 Well done on 1000 you deserve it all lovely

I would say yes in a heartbeat for Dieter <3 disclaimer this is my first time writing for Dieter so uhhh i dont think ive quite nailed how he talks yet

🌸 - Drabbles! Send me a prompt or idea + a Pedro Character and i’ll write a small drabble of it! Can be smut if you want.

join my 1K Celebration

MINORS DNI - NSFW - 18+ ONLY

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"Do you wanna have sex with me?"

"Yes."

The words fly out of your mouth before you can stop yourself. Your crush on the actor is no secret, ever since you saw him in Hunger Strike you were crushing hard on him. So when you learned that hotel you worked out was hosting the cast of the new Cliff Beasts movie and Dieter Bravo was going to be in the cast, well fuck.

"Great!" Dieter smiles.

"But I'm not supposed to. We aren't really supposed to be talking to the actors." His face falls and you wish badly that you didn't have to adhere to those rules.

Dieter rolls his eyes and leans against the counter. Your eyes dip down to his arms, his plain grey shirt stretches around them. His tattoos are clear as day on his arm and despite their simple design you always found them to be attractive.

There's a lot of rumors that surround Dieter. Coke addict, alcoholic, playboy, and they might all be true but that doesn't change how hot he is. Doesn't change how much you fantasized about this very moment.

"Fuck the rules baby." He puts his hands on top of yours and you feel your resolve melt away. Fuck it. You hate this job anyways.

It's a flurry of messy kisses and clothes being torn off as you make it to his hotel room.

"Got such a nice ass." You squeak as he grabs your ass tightly. He pushes you onto his bed, crawling over you and pressing sloppy kisses to your neck while he does it.

"Dieter!" You moan as you grab onto his broad shoulders. His hands slide up your body and back down. Pushing on your thighs to spread your legs. Licking his lips he shoves his head between your legs.

"Smell so good, fuck I'm so horny." He groans as he strokes his hardening dick.

He wastes no time sliding his dick in and you moan as he stretches your cunt wide open. Sex with Dieter is better than you imagined. He had his fair share of sex scenes in his Hollywood career but those don't do him justice. He's pummeling your poor pussy with each of his thrusts. Hard and fast, your body shook under him.

"Oh oh! Fuck!" Your nails dig into his back as the pleasure overtakes you. He buries his face in your neck, spilling dirty words into your ear as his orgasm draws closer.

"Fuck fuck." Dieter groans as pushes your legs up and fucks you deeper and harder than before.

His cock drives into you over and over until you're crying out his name and coming on his dick. His body covers yours, his elbows falling by your head as he pounds into you. His hips still as he shakes and moans loudly, his cum gushing deep into your pussy.

It leaks down your pussy to the sheets but you don't give a shit right now. He rolls onto his side and falls beside you. Breathing heavily you look over at him and smile. Despite the ache in your legs you crave more from the man. Throwing one of your legs around him you straddle his waist. Your hands rest on his chest as he grabs your hips.

"Wanna go again?"

#dieter bravo #dieter bravo x reader #dieter bravo smut #pedro pascal x reader #1k celebration

[lemonhemlock]

Ok so I went through your Helaemond tag a little bit and had complete whiplash because do not cite the deep magic to me etc., I was shipping it when it was me and iskarieot writing unhinged posts about BTS scenes for the Helaemond adult actors before the episode with them even aired. I dipped around the finale or maybe a little before (I have zero recollection) and had NO idea of the fandom furore lmao. I wrote one of the first Helaemond fics in the AO3 tag (💅) and was literally just mainlining the spice melange ok. I was seeing things my terrible purpose

I cannot believe it got this out of control???? All the moralising??? Nobody (all 5 of us) gave a fuck about team Black/team Green and it wasn't intended to discredit either side at all, although I did love the idea of Alicent's children doing the same shit as Rhaenyra - that was more because I love death misery and despair and Alicent/Rhaenyra parental role-model family tumbleweed free-for-all. You made our children like this!!! lesbian parthenogenesis so true so true

Anyway I really enjoyed the dark courtly romance of it all, one of the things which specifically interested me is that Aegonfail sloppy wet wish-I'd-been-born-a-girl-to-marry-Rhaenyra's-kids-aka-my-cousins-nephews is bad at practising Targcest since he's not interested in Helaena in the one scene that started it all, which is like, a Good Thing Perhaps, but Helaemond is also a little bit True Love, and so everything is lovely and fucked up. It made all the characters much more interesting because you get complexity added to three, even four characters in one fell swoop, illegitimate children or nay. Power is a shadow on the wall etc. I didn't actually like, have a dog in this illegal child fighting ring; I am interested in the way these characters interact with, resist, covet the feudal system/positions therein, the way men and women alike negotiate what power is afforded based on sex and arbitrary inheritance, and being in love with the wrong brother who has the Audacity to not want to Practise Incest, and so on and so forth. (This is my extrapolation anyway. I think it's interesting that dragonboy cannot dragonboy but also has the most beautiful dragon ever and is going to be the king styled after the vewy fiwst Aegon. At least one Targ has gotta have a bit of an ick with this whole business and Mummy's Number One Boy who's passed out drunk and doesn't even wunna rule has to be it for me).

I want to end this ask with an apology because I feel partially culpable, for some reason. I'm literally just a tumblrina nobody but at the very least I can say at ground zero (I didn't see your posts back then but also if you were There, you were There as well ofc - I'm sorry I didn't go back that far through your tag or see you mention when you started shipping it, and also Everybody Matters in fandom no matter when you join, and I want us all to hold hands, and I hate when we fight cries) it was never ill-intentioned. We were just crazy

My goodness, what an interesting piece of lore. 😅 You certainly pointed out a few of the themes that make helaemond appealing from a shipping point of view. The fact that you started to ship it just based on the actors' BTS just goes to show how perceiving a random interaction can open up new perspectives.

I personally started posting a few weeks after the season finale, but, like many people, my helaemond eyes opened just watching the dinner table scene (in conjunction with the Driftmark conversation between aegond regarding Helaena it was just a compounded thing).

And, of course, like you said it was never really meant to be anything other than a fun ship to play around with! I had very little clue about the endless moralising that was about to follow - November 2022 me would tell you it's goofy af to be so stuck up about another incest ship in THEE incest show and, honestly, she'd be right.

So, there's absolutely no need to apologise, we were all just trying to vibe within the freak slice of fandom. I don't think anyone started ~peddling this ship as an inside job against team green or to discredit Alicent or whatever the hell other chronically-online interpretation I've heard. :))

Personally, I know I've used this as a pretext to procrastinate from my actual responsibilities and it was definitely.....interesting.....to witness all the varied reactions, some more unhinged than others, but, at this point, all of us need to step back a little and chill, because there's nothing really to debate anymore. It's the time for fan artists and fic writers to shine.

#or for context-imaginers / fic prompters etc 😅 #ask #anon #helaemond

[dairy-farmer]

Sorry, sorry if this question is poorly worded, but english is not my first language, but I love everything you write, you're great. I also have an idea in my head, but I can't write anything. Could you write me something where Bruce is Tim's biological father, is very possessive of him, and have a relationship.

thank you so much!!! I'm so happy you enjoy my work!! 🥰 and anon you might have the best timing I've ever seen!! I just finished a thread just like this based on a sinailr concept of bio dad bruce having a relationship ship with tim from these few tweets from this Twitter user!!!

❤️❤️❤️ talk about knocking out two birds with one stone ❤️❤️❤️

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bruce has never felt for someone the way he has for tim. with dick, with jason: being their father had been different. it had felt different. there was something about tim that just filled bruce with some kind of satisfaction.

maybe it was because they were fucking. it hadn't been on purpose, bruce wasn't some depraved monster that was just waiting on the opportunity to prey on an unsupervised child.

but bruce he...after jason... he hadn't been in a good place. the world had been dark and he'd felt so hopeless. tim had squirmed in and in the beginning bruce had resented him. he'd hated him. wanted him gone. bruce didn't remember their first time. the alcohol had hazed his mind, blurred his memory.

when he woke up with tim on his lap, his softened cock nestled into a little wet pussy and soft snoring pressed to his chest. bruce should've been horrified. he should've been disgusted. but instead he'd stared. stared at where they were joined and at the dried spurts of cum coloring his cock and tim's cunt.

tim woke up slowly, lips smacking with drool and lifting his head up to stare at bruce who was silently watching him.

bruce should've taken that serious, grave and asked tim if he was alright. if he could tell him what happened.

instead all he could pay attention to was the shift of warm walls wrapped around his cock. tim was so stretched and sloppy around him and he was already wet with bruce's cum so he'd  just...

tim had looked so good getting fucked on bruce's office floor. his head had been thrown back, mouth open and gasping on his moans as bruce brutally fucked him. every bit of hurt, rage and anguish was pumped into tim's needy little pussy until bruce was cumming so hard he could barely feel the hole in his chest.

and afterwards...when the clarity returned to him. when he looked down and saw what he’d done. tim reddened and split open pussy drolling white, hot cum down his thighs, all he could feel was a sense of fulfillment. of accomplishment and lax pleasure.

maybe using sex to heal from trauma wasn't the best thing to do. maybe using the kid that he took under his wing made him a monster. but after a few weeks, he and tim developed into something...something more.

they worked together better, understood each other on a deeper level. they had things in common, interests and hobbies. they liked the same foods, disliked the same people. maybe it wouldve been easier to keep his distance like he’d been planning if he and tim didn't...get along so well.

bruce likes seeing tim, likes talking and interacting with him. the sex only gets better the closer they grow. it numbs bruce from the moments where he's reminded of jason but it also fills him with so much...arousal.

seeing as tim bends over for him, gets on his knees for him, spread his legs. bruce injects tim every other month with enough hormones to ensure he won't get pregnant. it's the easiest method they can get away with because alfred checks the medical supplies.

he'd see the birth control pills or the condoms but also....

bruce likes how it feels. he likes the hot grip of tim's unprotected pussy. he likes soaking his walls with enough cum to have it leaking out of the side of his cock that he plugs in him.

and tim doesn't mind. he hums in pleasure, makes soft noises as bruce presses down on his lower gut, right over his womb so he watch cum drip out of him in an obscene way. in reward for letting him cum as deep and often as he wants, bruce massages tim's little pink clit.

he fondles it until tim’s hips are squirming, trying to escape his hands, white pearly tears dripping down his cheeks as he whines "bruce! bruce! bruce!". bruce couldn't help the odd feeling that flooded him at the sound of his name coming from tim's pretty mouth. it's not that he didn't like it. but something about it felt...off.

he and tim have been sharing a bed for months when bruce is doing a routine health check on tim's. it's performed once a year and is similar to a physical. it's the first one tim's had since becoming robin.

bruce isn't even paying attention, he's working on something else while waiting for results from tim's blood test to come up. he's testing for hCG while he's at it too not that bruce thinks something mightve gotten messed up.

but it's better to be on top of that sort of thing. he and tim have been having sex A LOT. almost a few times every other day and bruce doesn't exactly hold back from cumming inside him. in fact bruce is waiting for tim to come back from school. he's been nursing a half hard cock most of the day since he woke up.

normally he'd press tim's sleeping thighs open and fuck him awake, cumming deep enough into him he'd be leaking all day. but it had been a long night.

tim's parents had returned for a week so tim spent time over there instead of the manor.

so bruce got used to sleeping in a bit later and ended up waking up after tim had already left. bruce was lost in thought when the results chimed in with results.

a gray box stating tim's blood had (2) matches on record appeared on the screen, which had bruce frowning because his data bank only had a specific brand of people loaded up on it. people he'd personally input himself.

bruce opens it and immediatly recalls a habit he'd gotten into when he 'fucked up'. that being having unprotected sex. bruce couldn't have his DNA on record because the risk of someone picking up a sample of his as batman after a rough fight and getting a match. it was too high.

so when bruce was younger and messed up with his various hookups he'd steal a swap or two and take a little blood to test for diseases in the cave. it was good practice for the newly put in forensic system and it saved him a trip to leslie.

bruce never worried about pregnancy because it was high society and wealthy, cultured women he fucked. women with careers and ambitions and babies just didn't fit into those plans. most used birth control. janet drake, it seemed, hadn't.

bruce remembered her. well actually he remembered the sweet cocktails on her tongue as they'd drunkenly hooked up in the hall outside a party. a drunken fuck. bruce too blitzed to remember it. it's ironic almost. like mother like son.

bruce stares at the match for "maternal line" and then let his eyes drift to the "paternal line" match. he should be sickened. he should be putting his hands on his knees and heaving with vomit burning at the back of his throat.

but all he can feel is a vague feeling of victory.

bruce hadn’t been happy when tim's parents returned. he especially hadn't been happy listening as tim babbled on about his dad and all the things he promised to do with tim now that he was back in town.

bruce had dismissed the strange feeling in his gut as discomfort from the fresh memory of his and jason's relationship but now he could identify that bitter tang in the back of his throat. jealousy. anger. frustration. it was why he'd kept tim on his cock the entire day leading up to his return to his home next door.

something about jack had tickled something in bruce. alerted a feeling of possessiveness in him because try as he might, tim belonged to jack first. he came from jack's seed, was raised by his hand, he was the one tim tripped over himself to follow and greet with a wide smile.

but that wasn't true was it?

bruce was deleting the results, removing the parameter to find matches automatically from the system. he didn't think of what tim would think, didn't want to risk the chance that he'd want to stop what they were doing.

not when bruce...not when he finally found what he needed.  he'd lost his child and maybe through some screwed up twist of fate a son was being returned to him.

something in his had 'clicked' when he saw those results.

his and tim's overwhelming similarities. that odd connection he'd felt for tim that he hadn't for dick or jason. the way his hands gripped and held tim when they fucked. making him take all of him, trying to stake a claim even when he knew he had a father.

well. not really. jack was more of a...fill in. he didn't have more of a right to tim than anyone else, certainly not more than bruce who knew tim. in the biblical sense.

bruce never mentions it. if anything he hides it. tim never seems to view bruce as anything other than a mentor but...eventually...after jack and janet pass and tim is as lost as bruce was after jason died. then. THEN he sees bruce as the father he always was.

and bruce cannot express the joy and satisfaction that overflows in him when tim first claws at him, scrambling for purchase and crying out "daddy! daddy!" with tears streaming down as bruce fucks into his little cunt.

tim had shivered and gasped, clenching around him so tightly when bruce first groaned in his ear, asking him to "tell daddy how good it feels". tim's cunt had gotten so sloppy and wet when bruce started stroking tim, calling him his sweet baby boy. cupping his tits and kissing them. asking if he liked when daddy kissed his little tits.

pressing fingers into him and asking him if he liked when daddy touched him 'down there'. bruce could see the desperation grow on tim's face. with every hitch of his breath and arch into bruce's body. every strained nod and broken moan.

until finally. finally. bruce's efforts were rewarded.

tim was sobbing, cheeks red and legs spread open obscenely, his pussy was sucking bruce in and coating it in clear slick from his gushing pretty cunt.

"oh my baby, you take me so good," bruce praised in his ear. he was pressing tim into the mattress, rocking their bodies together and holding back the heat bubbling in him as gripped tims hips to fuck him deeper.

"oh you're being so good for daddy, taking his cock, you want my cum baby? you want daddy to cum in you?"

tim's eyes were rolled to the back of his skull. his mouth was open only capable of letting out choked whines. bruce's cock was snug inside tim, stretching him out.

bruce could feel his cock was right at the base of tim's womb, head right against the cervix as he idly thrusted in. one of bruce's hands was tightly gripping tim's tit, squeezing it and digging hard fingers in until tim weakly moaned.

bruce couldn't get off until he heard tim beg him to cum inside, until he begged his daddy to fuck him hard, to finish in him. bruce had thoughts of one of the times taking. of him knocking tim up with both his grandchild and child. tim being pregnant with both his sibling and baby.

bruce fucked in a little deeper at the thought and tim jolted, his little pussy clenched and contracted around bruce. he opened up so easy as bruce fed more cock into him.

bruce had gotten tim's cunt used to the stretch of him. before it used to be a struggle to fuck in and bottom out but now bruce could slide in and tim fit like a glove. all snug and hot and wet.

"you don't let anyone but daddy fuck you do you?" bruce let out a breathless sigh at the tight grip tim had on his cock. fuck he was getting so close. "only daddy can put anything inside you-"

fingers, a tongue, cock, a fucking baby.

tim was his. all his. whether he knew the extent of which that was true or not. no one could ever have tim like bruce did, not when he was made from bruce’s very DNA.

constructed in his image and perfect. meant for this. meant for bruce. tim has been squirming more at his words, gasping and letting out choked groans as he tried to fuck down on the cock lodged inside him.

"b-bruce!! nnnmmm please! bru-"

"that's not my name," bruce replied even as he felt his balls clench tight. " you know what to say to get what you want baby."

bruce followed with a tender stroke of tim's cheek and tim broke.

"daddy!" tim was on the verge of wailing, his eyes scrunched and forehead creased in pleasure as he felt bruce rear back. "daddy please mmmnn please! PLEASE!"

there's something sick in bruce. broken even. bruce lost something when jason died, something that turned him into a man that would do this. that would gleefully swallow his child whole.

bruce covers tim's body with his as they cum together because they only ever cum together. he buries his moans in tim's tender throat as he bursts pure white into his young womb.

tim arches his hips off the bed, legs wrapped tightly around bruce's waist to keep him inside, so addicted to the pleasure of orgasms ripping through him with bruce tucked inside and warming him from within.

tim sobs, little sounds interspersed with pleading whines of 'daddy' as bruce grunts. fireworks flying behind his eyelids as he releases into tim, filling him to the brim with the same hot cum that made him.

"baby," bruce moans, repeating it like a broken record. cradling tim closer as he thrust in at another burst of cum. "my baby, fuck nnnmm yes, yes nnngh take me, take all of me-"

tim exists because of him,  for him.

he's bruce's. only bruce's.

bruce lets out a drawn out moan, swallowing his son's sobbing cries with his mouth and swirling his tongue in that hot, sweet mouth.

all of of tim was HIS. and bruce would make sure to enjoy every bit.

#anonymous #answered asks #asks

[byebyler]

just finished rewatching s1 of stranger things and it actually hurts how amazing it was. i reallyyy hope season 4 manages to recapture at least a little bit of that magic

like idk it was just so grounded and real and heartbreaking and unique and then it just got caught up in becoming a bigger and bigger spectacle and being as meme-able as possible to the point of being exhausting to watch

my biggest gripe with s1 still remains the inability to “show, don’t tell”, especially when it comes to relationships. starting with hopper talking to the teacher about his daughter and then walking off just to have some random character look straight at the camera like “his daughter is dead. he has a dead daughter. he was lying she doesn’t live with her mother bc she is dead and not alive” as opposed to figuring out any sort of way to reveal that organically a little while down the road

i mean i’m just not a super fan of mileven or jancy in general but the way they built up to both romances is just so sloppy. they didn’t need to have a romantic element at all in s1 and the fact that we had to, on multiple occasions, have third party characters say “you’re so in love with them” as proof of romantic undertones is just bottom of the barrel lazy writing

mike is literally a child. his best friend is missing and now he’s got this strange new girl living in his house and he’s trying to protect her and make her feel at home while still trying to use her to find his missing friend. we don’t need lucas telling us that mike is in love with el and wants to marry her or whatever. bc 1) that’s not how the situation reads at all and 2) it’s an interesting dynamic without the forced layer of romance thrown on top to try and convince us these two children are bonded romantic soulmates for life

same with nancy and jonathan. they’re having an adventure of their own, their story is plenty interesting and complicated enough. then steve pushes jonathan’s buttons, bringing up his family issues and the fact that his fucking brother has gone missing which leads to jonathan snapping and attacking steve. and then we have some third party woman that has no idea what’s what to tell us that jonathan did that bc he’s in love with nancy?? how does that make any sense

and then they had to amp that up to 11 in s2 with murray just. telling these kids that they’re into each other and need to fuck. which. i hate using the word “cringe” bc it’s basically lost all meaning at this point. but any scene with murray in it makes me so genuinely uncomfortable. how is having some rando telling two characters they need to fuck a better option than just having a decently written storyline for them, or god forbid, the two characters having natural chemistry. it’s just so gross and forced and desperate to me and that’s why i can never fully get behind those ships

but anyway those are just about my only complaints with s1 and i think it’s pretty damn near perfect besides all of that. i hope it can come back around and hit as hard as it did in the beginning bc i think that would be incredible. and also very needed xx

#stranger things #stranger things season 1 #season 1 #anti mileven #anti jancy #my thoughts

[sylvies-chen]

What were your thoughts on the premieres?

They were better than I expected and yet still disappointing in a lot of ways, so let me break it down by show:

MED:

Med for me was probably the worst. Dylan’s exit felt really rushed and unnecessary, his relationship with Jo was extremely underdeveloped and the writers admitted to writing him off because they didn’t know what to do with his character anymore which is either racially motivated or so fucking lazy. The Dr. Charles’ patient storyline was fine, except for that doctor on the psych rotation came out of nowhere. I absolutely hate what they did with Crockett, and they’re turning him into a total asshole. Maggie’s storyline feels ridiculous, as if she would immediately be worried about catching feelings for her old baby daddy??? Not to mention the fact that she’s happily married, though we haven’t seen Ben in ages. The camerawork and acting also felt the most soapy. We didn’t even get to see Will testify! All in all, it was a really meh episode for me and the only thing I truly loved was Guy Lockard’s acting, and April’s return!

FIRE:

My thoughts on Fire… so far this has been the most emotionally diverse. Stellaride was great as always, and that plus the Hawkami scenes were the best parts of the episode. Boden’s interactions with Stella were… dare I say out of character??? I don’t know how this storyline with Carver is going to play out, maybe Boden’s being pressured by higher-ups to put Carver on his team or he has ulterior motives, but it was so unlike him to dismiss Stella’s concerns and her opinions about this guy. And then to proceed to micromanage her??? I was very confused. I’m glad she stuck up to him though! But again, I don’t know if that’s leading to something or if it was just really ooc writing so I’m not going to judge that storyline quite as harshly yet. And now, onto the real talk of the town for 11x01, Brettsey. Ohhhhh, Brettsey. You were done so incredibly dirty. I said this on Twitter but I’ll say it here too: the most infuriating part of this breakup to me, apart from the lazy writing in bringing Kyle back and having dragged the LDR out so long before making it all for nothing, is the “the stars just didn’t align” motif that they strung throughout this episode for Sylvie. If your timing is off with someone then fine, yes, that’s ok. Right person wrong time is a valid trope. But “the stars didn’t align”???? Really??? What kind of corny Hallmark crap is that?? It paints love as some fantasy or stroke of fate, and it’s not that. Everything they put in this episode went against the core of Matt and Sylvie as characters, and robbed them of their agency. Love in real life is WORK. It is a CHOICE. It is a COMMITMENT. Sylvie knew what she was getting herself into, and the change in attitude that was so quick and so ooc after the “when yk, yk” moment is the product of extremely sloppy and borderline sexist writing, because these writers have no idea how to write Sylvie and they understand nothing about her. All in all, this was an extremely frustrating episode and though it had more good elements to it than Med, it was still disappointing.

PD:

I honestly don’t even know how to feel about PD. I actually really loved seeing Torres back, I’m so excited to see him interact with the unit and Jay smiling at him was so cute! And I’m not going to lie that the visual/hypothetical idea of Hank Voight walking around this ghost town of a hood like a lone ranger, howling winds, keeping the criminal behaviour at bay, it’s an interesting concept to me. But his shit… his corrupt, violent, obsessive shit… it’s gone on for too long. The fact that he’s doing this as a cop, with a badge on, ruins everything. So whereas I’d say PD is definitely the best produced show, with solid camerawork and attention to technical details, the show paints itself more like an episode of Daredevil or The Punisher, with Voight being the morally grey vigilante. Only problem is, they’re attaching this behaviour directly to the CPD, which makes it— yep, like it’s always been— a copaganda. As for the Jay/Hailey/Voight thing… I don’t know what to think of it. That scene felt so weird to me, it was hard to read the vibe apart from just “tension.” Where do Jay and Hailey stand after this? How are they going to lead this to Jesse’s exit? I don’t know. But I’m getting a liiiiiittle tired of this trio’s drama and their disagreements on policing that have been happening for three seasons now. I liked it for a while, I really did, but now it feels overused and like they’re deliberately sidelining other characters and storylines just to make room for this. I know they need to let Jesse leave but I’m just not seeing the big picture right now. The rough, tough, brutish tension is not enough for me anymore, no matter how complex Voight is.

Anyway, these are my thoughts on the episodes! I’m hoping this sounded reasonably harsh and that you feel free to comment your own thoughts, anon! And to the other anon in my inbox asking about my thoughts on Fire, I hope this ask provides enough answers for you!!

#if you can’t tell I’m done with the trauma OC has put me through lol… #abby.answers #one chicago #chicago fire #chicago pd #chicago med #brettsey

[bigfrogdreams]

feb24 reading list

Never Lie- Frieda McFadden

trapped in a house, who dunnit, who do you know ~really~

not stunnning, but did the trick. for some reason goofy psych thrillers pull me out of reading slumps, and this author has a seemingly endless supply of them. the twists are usually horribly outlandish, but fun to try to guess. this one had a gross little gauche epilogue i didn't care for. but i didn't read anything in january, and i've read five books in february, so it did what i needed it to.

The Housemaid- Frieda McFadden

who's fucking over who? everyone everywhere all the time?

this is what got me wanting to read anything other than goofy psych thrillers, because, this was just not very good. it was the most predictable mcfadden gets, and weirdly... just kind of a sloppy book i was largely disinterested in the whole time.

Someone To Love You In All Your Damaged Glory - Raphael Bob-Waksberg (creator of bojack, fun fact)

ow oh my heart guts, the horrors of knowing and to be known

certainly the best book recommendation i've had in many years, maybe ever. the rec came from a new coworker, and it made me feel strange to have unknowingly correctly communicated what my interests are. i can't do that when i try... very, very, hard. anyway, excellent book! what a book! a collection of bizarre stories of harrowing interpersonal relationships, just what i love to stew in. this actually helped me realize i like more forms of writing than i could list. that nasty shit that blends short story, essay, and poetry. and obvi dark comedy as a theme or whatever. "xerox of a xerox" is in here and i lost my shit.

the silent patient - Alex Michaelides

murder (non) mystery, greek man with a complex you don't expect!

i've definitely been confusing this title with something else. another "the _ patient"? the client? the briefcase? the pelican briefcase? something that came out in the 90s or early 2000s and was referenced in an episode of Seinfeld at one point. banking on robert to help me figure this one out.

anyway, it's alright. i did not like a single character of the book. my distaste of the protagonist may be flavored by having worked with a dozen or two of therapists and psychiatrists in my hay day, and the writer was either only abstractly familiar with the concept of therapy, or some weird outdated notion of it. i guess probably a point could be made about him being more of a detective than a ~shrink~ but... it made me not like him. also the repetitive "this is the twist! oh no it isn't..." moments really got me numb to the feeling by the time it did happen. and it was something i had guessed the idea of pretty early on. i thought maybe i was missing something about how big and impactful this book was, i also have a weird disdain for writers using greek mythology as a point of... intrigue? the secret history by donna tart really turned me off to that whole deal.

Boy Parts - Eliza Clark

chosen manic pixie dream girl can do no wrong while doing many many wrongs, through a guise of art and fetish.

holy shit what the fuck was that? The queer AFABs obsesst with true crime are getting creative writing degrees (...should i get a creative writing degree?) again i hated every character in the book, though that was clearly more of the point. it did make some good points. had me feeling a little like NITW makes me feel but... worse... much worse. i think i actually really liked this.

[herunstablelogic]

Dear Baby,

Most girls are positive that they want to have kids; most adore them. I, however, have never enjoyed babysitting, never have I thought a child was adorable, let alone innocent. Most would say that I hate kids. Of course, that might be a different case once I have my own, but the odds that I will even have the chance to become pregnant are close to nothing. Not for the reason that no one would sleep with me, but because I am scared half to death of the very thought of lying with a man. Even this very topic is uncomfortable for me to write about. Personally I’m not exactly sure about my reasoning behind my fear of male genitals, possibly the disgusting look and stench about them, but I do know that for me to even allow a man to get close enough to me, in that manor, I would either have to be drugged, drunk, or completely in love. If anything, it would be either of the first two. You can see now why I doubt that you will ever exist, yet still I am writing to you. Maybe, deep down, I know that you are somewhere in my future. I want to share with you an event that occurred with my ex-boyfriend, JP.

At his place and making out, he wanted me to touch his dick and I, being scared to even look at one, retreated and kept shaking my head and saying I didn't want to. The next thing I know I'm on the floor and he's on top of me. He's so close I can feel his breath on my neck as he says on repeat, "You know you want to let me, I want you so badly" while sliding his hand under my shirt. Not knowing what to do I curled into the fetal position and started to sob. That's when he stopped for a second, thinking he heard his parents walking toward his room. When he went to go check if they were coming, I ran out the back door and down the road and just kept running until I started to feel tired and light headed.

I had no idea how to get home from his house, especially on foot. It would take me all night even if I did know. I just kept walking, crying, and trying to forget what just happened instead of process it. I wasn't it to disappear, I didn't want to feel that unsafe again.

A car started to make its way toward me, with its high beams on and I could feel my heart start to race. As the car stopped next to me I could see it was JP's older cousin, Robert. I got in his car and when he asked me what happened I just stayed quiet and complained about how badly my head hurt from the bright lights from crying so hard.

Eventually I told him what happened. He was shocked JP would do something "like that", especially since he apparently begged him to find me worried about me. I don't think he even believed me, he didn't seem to the whole time as he drove me home and dropped me off.

The reason I shared that with you is not to scare you into avoiding guys, but to warn you. The people that you think you can trust usually end up being the very people you shouldn’t. It was always my luck that I put my trust in those that would only screw me over in the end. I ask of you not to do the same and beg of you to listen to my judgment and at least consider my own advice on the boys or girls -depending on your gender- that you bring home. Baby, I don’t want you to be scared to lay with your future husband or wife like me.

This also brings me to the topic of Kevin once again. I don’t believe I told you before, but I told him off later in December last year while I was in Arizona with my dad visiting my family on his side for the first time. It was on New Year’s, he had just told me that his resolution was to shape up, I told him that it should be to never fuck up another girl’s life again. We haven’t spoken since. Part of me is relieved, the other is heartbroken. Yesterday I spent the whole day cleaning and doing laundry. Of course, I woke up at one in the afternoon, but thanks to daylights saving it ended up being two in the afternoon. My entire room is spotless. Being in a clean room gives me a better feeling, I feel better about myself and less sloppy and lazy. It’s funny how your environment can influence your mood without your notice. That’s why I always have to have things clean and organized, if not, I won’t be able to get things done and feel accomplished at the end of the day.

#letterstoyou #coercion #internalized homophobia #attempted assault

[othercrossee]

I don't think you'd ever hear me shut up if u let me talk about the writing in obey me

#z rambles #cuz in my opinion it sucks #sure the trope is solid but the character writing is so fucking sloppy and very uneven. im not the smartedt oerson so ibv i cant say much #but i think we all see just how awful the writing csn be its rushed its weird its boring too. sometimes it feels like #they jsut pull anything st sll out of their ass to ssy oh hey! yeah we have this! and theres no going from there its all the ssme too #the characters themsekves is just so badly written and sometimes feels so fucking shallow #theres moment when it like. shines thru anf suddenly its just so......bland and exoected #i ubderstand how it works obv and what rheyre doing surely wirks out in their favor but its not good when u thinj about it #i think we love the characters rhey gave us but what theyre doing is just not executed rught #i supposed we have devilgrsm to thank for all the shit they fucked up. at least they gave them more true to their oersinality and time #i love the ideas of these boys i just hate how shallow they gitra be in writing with otome games #i dont exoect much snd nor am i exoecting them to chabge or asking for changes #im just rambling anf thats it lmao #also i totally get why irs the way ir is as i mention before about the industry and also i supposed it is hard to write a solid idea #when the person youre aiming for isnt really ckear. mc is a bland canvas so #and ik youd say well fsnfic r better. WRONG. fsnfic sometimes suck and r so fucoing bad #yall glorify this shit too much

[akicult]

really hot features they have/things they do

ft: zeke, eren, levi, armin, reiner.

content warning: NSFW! drabble?? i guess?? idk. i just wanted to talk about how hot they are so here’s my excuse. me obsessing over facial hair?? didn’t realize i was into that until just now. voyeurism, oral (m&f receiving), probably missing some.

a/n: hii i finally got over my stupid writers block so i’m happy to be posting. also…all of these hcs have some kind of theme to them but i can’t really figure out what that is so i have zero idea what to title this drabble lol. also send me asks, i love writing them <33

zeke

- he’s the kind of guy who wear boxer shorts. only occasionally does he wear briefs, he just likes the light feeling it has on his body.

- happy trail. a nice blonde patch of hair just below his belly button that strays down.

- and you already know he shows it off.

- boxers are low on his waist, v-line and happy trail VERY much in view every morning when he climbs out of bed.

- his morning voice ugh.

- it’s deep and raspy from a long night of disuse plus he definitely woke up to smoke a cigarette a few hours before so that adds to the raspiness.

- just imagine him rolling over and wrapping his arms around you, burying his face in your neck and whispering a quiet, “good morning.”

- he keeps his beard trimmed, however still very much a nice thick beard.

- every once in a while he’ll shave but only because he likes the feeling of your hands rubbing against his chin to feel how smooth it is.

- tease him about it too. he may act cocky in front of everyone else but he’s so smitten when it comes to you.

- he absolutely hates the growing out process though.

- only thing that makes it worth it is eating you out while he’s got short stubble. he knows it drives you wild, and it drives him wild seeing you like that.

- hickeys on your thighs you already know. you cant even remember the last time there wasn’t one on your thigh.

- head pusher but not in a gross way, more like “c’mon, you know you can do better then that” way.

- “good fucking girl,” while groaning and tipping his head back too. he isn’t afraid to be audible. he wants you to know how good you’re making him feel.

eren

- he loves, and i mean loves, waking you up by kissing your body.

- any kind of kisses. wet and sloppy? yes. small little pecks against your bare stomach? yes, absolutely yes. hickeys, even? you know it.

- if you stay asleep even while he’s doing so, he’ll crawl up to your ear and just whisper “wake up,” over and over again in a low voice.

- loves running his fingertips up and down your back.

- his happy trail is thick. it doesn’t go all the way up to his belly button but it’s definitely prominent if his pants are lower on his waist.

- he’s a titty grabber lmfao.

- whether you’ve got small, medium, large, whatever, he’s sliding his hand under your shirt, burying his face in your neck and just squeezing.

- is it endearing? sure. he honestly just likes the feeling.

- now…here’s the time i talk about cabin eren.

- dear god, cabin eren. his best era if i do say so myself.

- he loves the feeling of your fingers rubbing his undercut. it feels so good his eyes even roll back sometimes. especially when you do it while he’s eating you out.

- …imagine undercut eren with hobo eren facial hair are u fucking KIDDING MEEE????????

- you’ll tease him about the little stubble sometimes, knowing full well you’re obsessed with it feels against your skin.

- he shaves though. personally he isn’t a huge fan or the facial hair, so him with and without doesn’t really effect you.

- he still knows how to please you even without the added sensation.

levi

- if you want a man who’s very well groomed, then he’s your guy.

- realistically, i feel like he has a nice lean body with a slightly toned chest. i imagine him and armin having very similar body types.

- he doesn’t have a happy trail, but he does have a nice, obviously well kempt patch of pubic hair right around his dick.

- showering with you is his favorite thing, and i mean favorite thing to do with you.

- whether it’s just being together, enjoying each other’s company, or rough sex against the shower wall; he doesn’t care.

- ur water bill is high but just ignore that LOL

- he’s obsessed with the feeling of your skin wet and soapy under his fingers. how smooth and clean it looks.

- c’mon, it’s obvious this man loves clean things.

- he doesn’t have any facial hair. not even stubble. literally nothing lol. but his very soft, smooth skin feels just as good as anything else so no worries there.

- he also couldn’t possibly be insecure for not having facial hair. even if he’s aware that you like that kind of thing, he doesn’t give a shit.

- he’s not a cuddler, so if he wakes up before you he’ll just end up laying there until you wake up. if he gets bored he’ll just end up making you both breakfast.

- and if you still aren’t up, then he’ll walk back into the room and carefully shake you awake. LMFAO sorry he just will 🤷‍♀️

- if you wake up before him however, you’ll be the one who rolls over on top of him and kissing him everywhere until he wakes up.

- he’ll never admit it, but he loves when you do that. affection isn’t his strong suit, he relies on your affection a lot. and that’s how he shows he loves you.

armin

- armin has a happy trail, and can i just say he has the prettiest happy trail.

- it’s mostly a patch of blonde hair that peeks right above his underwear line, and just gets progressively thinner until it reaches a little lower then his belly button but it’s there and oh god it’s the hottest thing ever.

- he used to think it was weird, so he would shave it until you ended up telling him it was really sexy.

- it surely confused him, but anything to make you happy makes him happy. plus it saves some time in the shower.

- he loves burying his face in your chest whenever you cuddle. it’s his favorite thing to wrap his arms around your waist and lay with his head on your chest.

- 9/10 times he’s going to fall asleep like this.

- once again, he has no facial hair. he does however have very nice soft skin, probably oily as well which leads to him having some acne.

- he’s insecure about it. assure him it’s absolutely no issue and it’s kind of cute, and he’ll melt in your hands.

- kisses your hands a lot. that and your head.

- he’s a kiss fiend. he’ll kiss every single part of your body and not an inch goes unnoticed. OBSESSED with your body.

- boxer briefs kinda guy! they’re comfy, and he looks hot as fuck in them.

- as much as he does enjoy sex with you, his favorite most intimate thing he loves to do is just laying in bed talking about anything & everything together.

- he could talk to you until sunrise. he just wants to know everything about you.

reiner

- he’s so affectionate. so mf affectionate. never even allows a moment of insecurity to invade your mind because he’s on it to send that thought away.

- he always wakes up before you and whether it’s a week day or weekend, he’ll either roll over and bury himself in your neck or wake up and make you breakfast in bed.

- soft and delicate kisses all along your neck right when he wakes up. probably to soothe the bites and hickeys he left the night prior lol.

- happy trail happy trail happy trail u already know muhahaha.

- dark blonde hair in a nice thick patch right above his underwear line leading straight to his belly button.

- if you’re kissing or something, absolutely bring your hand down there to tease him and he’ll go crazy.

- stubble 😈😈

- he’s tried, but he just can’t grow a real beard. lucky for you…stubble feels the best.

- when he shaves, (which is very rare) he’ll make sure to shave as evenly as possible just so his hair grows back the same.

- i’m ngl, this dude is into voyeurism. loves watching you masturbate.

- not just that but he also loves watching you get yourself off using his body. thigh riding, riding his chest, whatever. he’ll probably masturbate with u.

- also, much like zeke, he’s very vocal. he’s a moaner. a whimperer. a WHINER. amen.

- holds your hair back into a ponytail while you’re sucking him off.

#aot snk #attack on titan #aot headcanons #shingeki no kyojin #aot zeke yeager #aot zeke jaeger #zeke yeager #zeke jaeger #zeke yeager x reader #zeke jaeger x reader #zeke yeager headcanons #zeke yeager hcs #aot eren yeager #aot eren jaeger #eren yeager #eren jaeger #eren yeager x reader #aot levi ackerman #levi ackerman #levi ackerman x reader #aot armin arlert #armin arlert #armin arlert x reader #aot reiner braun #reiner braun #reiner braun x reader

[justcallmenikki7]

Forever and Always

Pairing: Werewolf!Jungkook x Imprint!Reader

Summary: both you and Jungkook entered uncharted territories of your relationships, happily finding that you both are here to stay forever and always.

Warnings: SMUT, FLUFF SO MUCH FLUFF, crack, unprotected sex, oral (female receiving), fingering, dirty talk, dom!jungkook, sub!reader, teasing, possessive talk/actions, feelings, fluff and so much fluff, both Jungkook and reader being head over heels for each other, it is disgustingly sweet, Jungkook is literally in love, happiness, mentions of reader hating her body, insecurities mentioned but Jungkook kisses them away, insecure kook cause hes scared that reader doesn’t feel the same way (but she does shes just scared of being hurt), tattooed jungkook (cuz fuck), handcuffs, virgin!reader, first!time au, lovey dovey shit, praise, etc.

W.C.: 8.6k

Notes: I apologize in advanced for my terrible writing, but I am so happy on this au.

Both yours and Jungkook’s lips pressed together nervously, a little sloppy even. Not knowing what to do with your hands, as they were clenched to your side nervously, you began to move them and place them gently on Jungkook’s shoulders, still staying awkwardly apart from him. Sensing your stress, he gently grabbed onto your hips and moved you closer to him, setting you gently onto his lap. You adjusted yourself to where your legs were on each side of him, your chests barely touching each other. Gaining some confidence, you wrapped your arms around his shoulders, hands grasping softly onto the hair on the nape of his neck.

Your lips moved nervously against each other’s, both of you not knowing what much for one another would be, to which Jungkook pulled away from you, giving you a small peck onto your lips. Your heartbeat felt loud in your ears, breath was a little uneven and it felt like butterflies had erupted in your stomach. Unconsciously, you tugged Jungkook back to you, your lips landing on his, the kiss being heated and filled with want. You are not used to the want that is flowing through your body. The want to have Jungkook kissing you, holding you close by gripping your sides, legs on either side of him, and the way your body was heating up was so addicting to the point where you got overwhelmed.

At this moment, you did not realize who you were from how you were clinging onto him, the idea of him pulling away from you was not up for debate. You can tell Jungkook was feeling the same from the grip he had on your sides, and you were loving it. You were loving the idea of how much you were affecting him and him to you. The grip that you had on his hair was tight, not wanting to let go of him, your body unconsciously pressing against him even though there was no space between you both, but you did not care. You needed to be pressed against him and have his body all around you. You were getting so lost in him, lost in the feel, the kiss, the idea of him and it was driving you insane that you did not even realize that you grounded your hips against him.

That little action had Jungkook go insane.

A growl vibrated against his chest, something that you both heard and felt. It caused your heart to beat faster and your stomach do little flips. Your back met his mattress, the action causing you to gasp in his mouth. A whine left your lips when Jungkook pulled away, hating the feeling of his chest away from yours and the cold feeling you felt. Opening your eyes, your gaze landed on his and you could feel yourself get wet and hot. The look that he had on his face was nothing but lust and want and knowing that it was all from you made you feel powerful.

“You have no idea on how much I want to rip your clothes off and make you mine, but I don’t want to mess anything up or make you feel like you have to,” Jungkook spoke, trying to compose himself. You can tell that he did not want to ruin everything. From how much you both have grown in the past seven months, everything going slow at your pace and how much you both have conquered, he was scared that everything will be ruined, and he did not want that. You have opened up to him slowly and he does not want to ruin it. He knows that this is your first relationship, him being your first kiss, and how much you worry that everything is just an act, when it is not, but you feel like the imprint bond is what makes him into you when that is all false. He has fallen in love with you so hard that the idea of any girl disgusts him because all he wants is you. He wants your laugh, voice, love, and your occasional bad days, he wants it all. So, when he felt your hand entwine with his, and the smile that you gave him had him falling even harder.

“But I want too, Kook.”  You spoke softly, “I want you, Kook, in every way possible.” And you finalized that with a pull on the back of his neck to bring him down to you, your lips meeting his in a soft, passionate kiss – a kiss of confirmation that he had no worries to face. After all, he knew that at any moment when you feel uncomfortable and want to stop, you will say the words and he will do just that, because he loves you so much.

The kiss began to get heated again, but this time there was no hesitation and it felt right. Jungkook propped himself up on his right arm, his left hand cupped your cheek while he had his body laying barely on you, the space that was there driving you mad. Confidently, you wrapped your right leg around his waist, pulling him down onto you. Both of you moaned into each other’s mouth, the feeling of each other against one another feeling all too right. Jungkook rolled his hips down onto yours, emitting a loud moan from you, the feeling intoxicating. Realizing this, Jungkook did it again, loving the way your face morphed into pleasure as your mouth hung open as it let out moans, moans that drove Jungkook wild. Not being able to hold himself back, he began to be kissed down your neck, sucking and biting into it, marking it up so he could show everyone that you were his and his only. You did not care at all that there was going to be hickeys on your neck, you loved it and the thought of showing them off to show that you were Jungkook’s. What is even better is that you were going to do the same just to show all the girls who still try to approach him that he was taken - taken by you. This thought began to make you feel possessive, a feeling you never felt before you got with Jungkook. It was always Jungkook who held that feeling, but now you began to feel it and now understand where Jungkook has come from.

You groaned at the feeling of him biting your neck a little too hard, something that Jungkook realized. Pulling away from your neck with a look of concern, Jungkook spoke sheepishly, “I’m sorry, I got a little carried away,” a frown on his face as he traced the now forming bruise, “I just have never felt like this before, nor my wolf, so we are both very overwhelmed. Are you okay?” He asked, mainly hinting at the sharp bite.

“I’m okay, perfect even. I’m just also really overwhelmed and was in my thoughts when you bit a little too hard,” you responded honestly, smiling when Jungkook entwined his fingers with yours, holding his hand with yours to feel close to you. The action made your heart flutter. You have never felt so loved by someone in your life. He made you feel everything in every single way. He made you feel worthy and beautiful, and like a queen. He made you feel safe.

“What were you thinking about, goose?” He asked, using the nickname that he calls you.

“Just how much you make me feel loved and realizing the emotions that you feel right now, which is strange…” you explained, trying to figure out where all these emotions were coming from.

“It is the bond. When an imprint pair is becoming closer sexually, it begins to have each pair feel one another’s emotions, especially the imprint because they only feel the human side of things and not what the wolf feels. Right now, you are now feeling everything that I have felt from you, both ya know, sexually and emotionally,” he mumbled the last part quietly, feeling shy. “And you are loved, because I love you so much.” He spoke confidently, but also nervously because you both have never said those three words to each other.

Your eyes watered, not expecting to hear him say that. You knew he meant it and that he was not lying because you can feel it, you can feel the honesty, love, happiness, nervousness, and overall want that he has for you. The seriousness in his eyes and determination, but the fear that was trying to be masked by thought of rejection and the mistake he made was there. A smile began to form on your face, a gesture that had Jungkook relaxing and a smile forming on his face following shortly after.

“I love you too, Jungkook, so much,” you promised sincerely, a goofy grin growing on your face. You felt relief – relief that you did not realize that you were needing because of how afraid you were from the beginning, but now finally feeling what he felt, you knew he was not lying and that it was okay to fall into his arms.  

It happened all too quickly, one moment you were looking in his eyes and the next your lips were in a heated kiss, love being poured out of him in it. His hand that was cupping your cheek was tight, but not too tight, like his other hand was on your hip. Your hands were gripping his long hair, pulling him down to you so you could feel all of him and there was no protest on his side. In fact, Jungkook began to travel the hand that was on your hip up your shirt, the feeling of his tattooed hand on your stomach sent shivers up your spine. You did not feel nervous about him touching your stomach, which was strange because you despise your stomach since it held dark stretch marks and was not the look of a models. It was big, but Jungkook always assured you that it was beautiful, and now he is touching said stomach. A groan left his chest at the feeling of your skin on his. Pulling away from you, Jungkook’s dark gaze fell onto you, making you feel shy and bashful, but also hot all over. His eyes were darker, filled with lust, want, and love.

“Can I take this off?” He asked, tugging on the bottom of your shirt, fingers playing with it, waiting for your answer. “I want to see all of your beauty, baby,” he said, taking note of your nervous state. “I promise you, you’re so beautiful and you have nothing to be afraid of.”

Nodding your head, you gave a nervous smile. Smiling back, Jungkook helped sit you up along with taking your shirt off. Tossing it to the other side of the bed, you laid back down, not knowing what to do with yourself. Jungkook was quiet which made you worried, but as soon as you looked at him, you could tell that he was taking you all in - eyes focusing on you and the skin that he has finally been blessed with. He studied the dark stretch marks that were below your belly button and how they popped out, and he loved it. He brought his hand to them and touched them, loving the feeling of them. He loved how they were a purplish color and how his fingers slightly dipped into them. What he loved most was that they disappeared into your sweats, leading him to what he was about to see soon and have. He has always loved how your stomach was bigger than some of the girls at school, he always imagined how soft it was, along with the chunkiness it had to it. He could not help but bring his hands to each side of your stomach and squeeze it, loving how there was so much of you that he was able to praise and love. It was so soft, and he does not know why it was turning him on so much, but he did not care or felt ashamed that he had a thing for your stomach. The next thing he began to do was trace up your stomach to your boobs.

“Fuck, I love your boobs,” he rasped out, cupping them in his large, tattooed hands. “I have always had a hard time at not staring at your boobs when you wear tight shirts or when wore that cute ass green dress.” He admitted, looking up at you, “can I take off your bra, baby? Will you show me your beautiful breasts and let me suck on them and mark them? Will you let me play with them, baby?” He asked, not caring how desperate he sounded nor noticing that his hips rolled down into yours, causing you to gasp and nod your head, wanting him to touch them.

Quickly, he helped you take off your bra, and once it was off, he instantly began to suck on your left breast while his hand played with your right one. It felt so fucking good, and you began to wonder why you never thought that someone kissing or playing with your breasts would feel so good. A loud moan came out of your mouth, and it encouraged Jungkook even more to continue with his ministrations, feeling himself getting high off of the fact that he was making you feel like this for the first time. The number of times that Jungkook had dreamt of this moment and finally living it felt like a dream come true. The feeling of your fingers gripping his hair tight to the point it stung drove him insane, the pain feeling so good, he wanted you to pull even tighter. Jungkook liked pain, a secret he held but it might be let out tonight and he did not care.

Pulling away from your chest, it now being littered with hickeys both purple and red, a few bite marks noticeable, the sight bringing out the possessive side of him. He loves how they looked on your pale skin, a smirk on his face without him even knowing. Glancing at your face, he could not help but to have his ego stroked from how red your cheeks were, eyes dazed and fucked out in general. Knowing that you are feeling like this just from him made him feel powerful.

“This is not fair,” you whined, a pout on your face.

Raising an eyebrow, Jungkook spoke, “What do you mean, baby? What is not fair?” He leaned down to press his lips against your right cheek, an action you loved.

“Th-that you are still fully dressed whereas I am almost all the way naked…” you trailed off shyly, “I want to see and touch you too,” you spoke.

“Awe, my baby wants to touch me. Touch me where?” Jungkook spoke in a pouty voice, mocking you slightly and it made you feel small. When you did not answer his question, he lifted his head to where his nose was slightly touching yours, but the glint in his eyes had you hot and nervous all over. Cupping your right cheek with his hand, he gently caressed your cheek with his thumb, but it was a whole different contrast from his eyes. “You know, it is disrespectful to not answer a question that was given to you,” he said, voice low. “I am going to ask again, does my baby want to touch me and where?”

Gulping, you nodded your head, “yes, I want to touch you and anywhere. Please let me, Jungkook.” You spoke breathily.

Smiling, Jungkook praised, “that’s my good girl.”

Sitting up, he reached behind his head and tugged his shirt off in a swift motion, and you could feel your jaw drop. You have never seen Jungkook shirtless before, so you did not know about the tattoo’s underneath. You have seen his collar bones in the snapchats he sends you, which made you blush immensely, but not his whole body. Sitting up, you nervously touched the skin below his stomach and began tracing all over his body, both hands wanting to touch every surface of his body that you could reach. Your fingers danced along his tattoos, loving how they had little swirls in them, and with the knowledge that they all had no ending since they entangled together.  Some of them were words, roman numerals, roses, and everything that screamed Jungkook, and you loved it. Looking up at him, you met his intense, dark gaze that he had on you the whole time.

“You are so beautiful,” you said, not ashamed of calling him beautiful, because he was! He was beautiful inside and out.

Cracking a smile, Jungkook shook his head, “I had a feeling you were going to say something along those lines,” he smiled cheekily. “I remember when you got too high and called me sexy, now that was something that I was not expecting you to say.” He teased, loving the blush that washed over your face.

“Why did you have to bring that up?” You whined, hating how your intoxicated self-admitted that to Jungkook a few weekends ago. It was the first time you did it in front of Jungkook when you only ever smoked with Lisa. You knew that you were blunt and honest and could not keep your mouth shut, but you still did it. And you admitted it when Jungkook had you laying in between his legs as you were admiring his beauty and it just slipped out of your mouth.

“Because it was so cute and funny, you never are that bold with things. I wish I had it on recording,” he said, giving you an Eskimo kiss. “I love you,” he said, a goofy smile on his face.

“I love you too,” you grinned back, only to furrow your eyebrows.

“What, what is it?” Jungkook asked, ready to do anything to bring back that smile.

“You know how I have never done this? I don’t know what to do next,” you said, referring to never having sex. You knew that Jungkook was no virgin, and that did not bother you really, besides the thought of being plain, but besides that, you did not mind. He has told you that he had a regular hook up back in high school but stopped after he shifted into his wolf and realized that he had a soulmate, which made your heart flutter happily.

“Don’t worry, I can do everything, and you don’t have to worry,” he said seriously. “You can just relax, baby, let me take care of you.”

“But I want to somehow help, I don’t want to be boring,” you sighed, you are beating yourself up mentally all too noticeable to Jungkook. He knew you like the back of his hand and can notice when you begin to be mean to yourself.

“Don’t you dare say that Y/N,” he scolded, using your name which never happens because he always calls you pet names or the nicknames, he gives you. So, using your full name had you shocked and had your full attention on him. You could see the sadness in his eyes, hating how you criticize and never see what he sees, which is perfection and beauty. “You are not boring, you are amazing. I hate when you beat yourself up because you are not able to see what I see, which is perfection. You have no idea that every time that I see you, or even think of you, a smile always makes it way to my face and all I can think about is your beauty and how much I love the sound of your voice.” Jungkook explained, wiping the tear that fell from your eyes and onto your cheek, “you are so perfect, Y/N, and I will prove that to you in anyway. You own my heart and soul,” his eyes were holding so much emotion in them that it made you feel so warm and loved, that is all you could think. You want Jungkook to know this also, to know how much you love him and how he should know.

“I want you to know that too, you are the best thing that life has given me, and I am so thankful you came into my life, Jungkook. You are my forever,” the promise behind those words had Jungkook feeling as if he had just conquered the world and his happiness took over and he bent down and kissed you. His hands were running up and down your body, not knowing what to do from all the emotions that he was feeling. He felt completed, happy, loved, at home with you.

Your hands were doing the same thing – grasping at each part of his body, nails scratching down his back softly, fingers gripping his hair, legs wrapping around his waist to pull him down against you. Jungkook’s fingers began to dance around the lower part of your stomach and where the top of your sweatpants was, and you felt excitement running through you. Arching your back, you lifted your hips up to where his hands were, pressing yourself against him, not knowing how to ask for him to pull your pants down. The smirk that Jungkook made was noticeable in the kiss, causing you to sigh in irritation and desperation.

“Please, Jungkook, don’t tease me,” you whined, opening your eyes to look at him. You pouted at the smirk on his face and the wink he gave you. “Please, Kook.”

“What do you want me to do, baby? ‘Please’ is so hard to go off of, there is so much a person like me can only guess. You have to be clear on what you want,” sighing, knowing that he was making you get out of your bubble, even though you do not like it. He was doing this so he knows what you want and not him doing what he wants, and that is a lot. But this is about you and you only. He needs your honesty and your consent on these things because he does not want to make any mistakes during this.

“I want you to take my pants off please,” you murmured, face getting covered by your hands so you can hide. That did not last long due to Jungkook’s hands pulling them away from your face, having them gripped in one hand tightly so you cannot use them to block yourself off. You pouted at him, to which he pecked your lips.

“You want your pants taken off, baby?” He asked you, wanting you to confirm your request before he goes on.

“Yes,” you whispered, gasping a few seconds later when Jungkook hooked his fingers on the hem of your pants before pulling them down, exposing your red cotton underwear. Your legs got goosebumps from the chilly air of Jungkook’s bedroom, only to be warmed up by his body temperature as he covered your body with his again. It was very clear that you were nervous – your eyes looking anywhere else, teeth biting your bottom lip nervously, and your breath being uneven.

“Hey, hey, hey,” Jungkook whispered, cupping your face with both of his hands to make you look him in the eyes, “it is okay, we can stop if you want too. We can watch movies and make brownies instead.” He reassured, letting you know that it is okay to back out due to your inexperience in, well, everything that involves sex in general.

“No, no, I want too, I just, I don’t know, you know? Like, don’t know what to do. Do I just lay here like a log? How do I know if I am about to orgasm? I’ve never orgasmed before or even have had sex! Like? What if I sound like a cow when I moan!” You exclaimed, sitting up in the process as you stressed to Jungkook, not even noticing the devious smirk that started to form on his face. You did not even see him move his hand down subtly to your underwear, nor feel him move your panties aside to where he began to travel his middle finger down to where your clit was. As you were mid-sentence, he started to gently rub your clit slowly, causing you to gasp. “O-oh,” you stuttered out breathlessly.

“Oh?” Jungkook asked, the devious smirk still on his face, making you pout, “Oh, baby,” he tsked, “you have no idea what I can do with you and your body,” he whispered, leaning towards you, his finger beginning to rub your clit faster, putting more pressure on it.

You did not know what to do, the feeling of pleasure started to feel too much. Reaching out to Jungkook, you grabbed at his arms, nails digging into his skin, the need to ground yourself mentally and physically. You felt yourself heat up, sweat starting to form on the back of your neck and forehead and you could feel how red your face was. It felt so good, but it felt too much, and you began to freak out.

“Ho-hold on, hold on,” you said, hating the loss of contact that was once on your clit, whimpering when Jungkook removed his hands from inside of your panties.

“What’s wrong? Did I go to far?” Jungkook asked, the fear of doing so beginning to run through his mind.

“No, no!” You denied quickly, heading shaking rapidly, “I started to get overwhelmed by the pleasure and got intimidated by it,” you stated.

The fear that was once there in Jungkook’s mind quickly vanished, a teasing smile making its way onto his face – a smile that made you nervous and excited at the same time. Humming, Jungkook got an idea, and that was to make sure that you could not pull away. He knew what you meant, and he knew that the only way for you to overcome that mental blockage was to restrain you.

“Do you trust me?” Jungkook asked in all seriousness.

“Yes,” you answered right away.

“Good.” Jungkook smiled, leaning towards you to peck you on the lips before getting up to go to his closet.

The image of Jungkook just in his jeans with his Calvin Klein underwear on with no shirt was probably one of the sexiest things that you have ever seen in your life. The image of you scratching his back and leaving scratch marks all over it popped up in your head and you felt yourself blush at the thought. Oh, how badly you wanted to do that. Walking back towards you with a black shoebox in hand, you sat up all the way, moving yourself closer to him as he sat at the edge of the bed.

“What is that?”

Jungkook had a huge blush on his face, a tell-tale sign of shyness of his. Clearing his throat, he spoke, “Um… I have had a lot of thoughts about you and I having sex and things that I have wanted to try, and so I kind of bought a few mild stuff… God this is probably really creepy,” he said quietly, not being able to look you in the eyes.

A giggle left you and that made Jungkook smile his bunny smile at you, “In an odd way, that made me feel giddy and excited, and happy.”

“Really? I thought you’d be weirded out,” Jungkook chuckled, grabbing your hand in his, entwining his fingers with yours, bringing it up to his face to press a kiss to them.

“Yeah, I was just thinking how hot you looked shirtless and your jeans on with your Calvin Klein underwear on,” you laughed, not feeling embarrassed at all. This is what you love about Jungkook, you feel safe, comfortable – something you have never thought you would have with a guy, but he proved you wrong.

“Oh really?” Jungkook teased, eyebrows wiggling in a weird motion, causing a loud laugh to escape you.

“Yes,” you dragged out, “now show me what’s in your shoebox,” you demanded, shoving his shoulder lightly.

Chuckling, he moved the box to where it was in the middle of you two. Opening the box, a few items laying in it. A pair of handcuffs, small vibrator, and a blind fold. You felt your arousal wet your underwear and heart skip a beat. “I thought about these things really hard for you to start out with, I did not want to intimidate you at all. I can tell that you have a mental blockage going on when it comes to the thought of having an orgasm, it was evident on your face. You clearly were enjoying it, I heard your heartbeat spike, but the look on your face was scared – nervous. I think that having your hands bounded so you can’t ‘runaway’ from it will help you,” he said softly, playing with your fingers during his speech.

“Okay, let’s do it.” You nodded your head, “We got this.”

Shaking his head as he laughed at your eagerness and determination, “Okay,” it was as if his whole persona changed in a split second. One moment there was you laughing Jungkook and the next there was a dominate, determined, Jungkook. His eyes were dark with lust, hand now holding yours tight, “Lay back, head on the pillows and arms behind you.”

Doing as told, you situated yourself in the middle of the bed, putting yourself in the position that he asked you to be in. A few seconds later, Jungkook was above you and he had a concentrated look on his face as he cuffed your hands together. Not knowing if they were too tight, he looked down at you, “are they too tight?” He began to uncuff your right wrist, only to be stopped when you shook your head.

“No, they are fine. A little cold, but fine,” you grinned up at him, a grin breaking out onto his face at your response and smile.

“Good. Now, do not be afraid to tell me stop, slow down, whatever. You can kick me even, I don’t care. I want you to know that you are in control and having a good time. I don’t want you to be worried that you’ll make me upset if you say stop, because I won’t be-“

“- Jungkook, I love you, but shut the fuck up and get on with it.” You stated with a sweet smile on your face to show that you are perfectly fine. “I promise that I will let you know if I get uncomfortable or want to stop. I am sure that I want to do this.” The seriousness in your voice is what made Jungkook get down to it.

Scooting himself down to where he was faced with your covered pussy, Jungkook yanked your underwear off quickly, ripping them in the process. Before you could say anything about your underwear, Jungkook licked a straight line up, collecting all of the juices that covered your lips and carefully sucked onto your clit, fingers holding your lower lips apart. Bucking your hips up into his mouth, a small gasp left your mouth, the nervousness to moan keeping you quiet.

“Baby, let me hear your moans. It is rude of you to hold them back from me,” Jungkook said, voice deep and filled with lust. He moved his hand so he could start rubbing your clit gently, smirking at the way your hips bucked up gently into his touch. He could feel your arousal start to drip out of you, the feeling of pride and possessiveness filled him at the thought of this. The knowledge that he is the first and only to make you feel this way and have your body react like this, the clear trust in him with doing this drove him wild. He could not get over the fact of you loving him and trusting him in such a vulnerable position, he felt like he conquered the world.

Licking another stripe up, he attached his lips around your clit and began to suck on it, hands holding your hips down. The sensations that were going through your body were otherworldly – you have never felt so good before and now you understand why Jungkook had your hands bounded by cuffs because right now you want to push him away, but at the same time pull him in even closer. This warm feeling that was building up inside of you was starting to make you nervous. It was feeling so good, so warm, but it needed to be released, and you were scared of it doing so.

“Jungkook,” you breathed out, “there’s this—”

“—I know baby,” Jungkook reassured, entering a finger inside of you, causing you to moan loudly, “let it go baby, just let it go, I’ll take nice care of you,” he purred, attaching his lips back onto your clit.

These sensations – his lips on your clit, sucking so gently and flicking his tongue against it, finger going in and out of you quickly, hitting this one area that has you seeing stars, and from how good it feels to have something inside of you for the first time. You have never been someone to have tried touching yourself because of feeling odd and not knowing what to do and having the train of thought of there being only one way on how to touch yourself. So, having his finger inside of you, you are so regretting on not trying out that one toy Lisa had told you to buy. But why use a plastic thing when you are about to get the real thing?

“Let’s try another finger,” Jungkook murmured, sinking in another finger. Groaning at the feeling of you squeezing his fingers, he unconsciously grinded his hips against the mattress. “Fuck, baby, you are so tight. I don’t know if my cock will be able to fit in your sweet pussy. But I think you’ll be able to take it, don’t you think? Be my good girl and take my cock for me?” Jungkook asked, thrusting his fingers in and out of you at a fast pace, hitting your g-spot oh so well. The squelching that came from it had you blushing, knowing that you were so wet that it was noticeable by the movements that he was making with his wrist was sinful.

“Yes,” you gasped out, moaning at the feeling of his two fingers inside of you and the now added pressure onto your clit from his other hand. “Yes, I’ll be able to take it, Kook.” You felt so close, so close to this release that you began to finally give in. Moaning loudly, “Jungkook, I’m about to come I think,” your thighs were quivering from pleasure, and you felt that warm sensation go throughout your body and something feeling like it snapped, and you began to see stars. Releasing a high pitch moan, you grabbed onto the pillow behind you, squeezing it tightly whereas your lower half lifted up into Jungkook’s touch.

“That is my good girl, my god…” Jungkook groaned, proudness evident in his voice. “That’s it baby, that’s it,” he praised, helping you ride out your first ever orgasm, a smirk on his face from how much you came. Taking out his two fingers, smirk growing when he heard you whimper out at the loss of his fingers, he took both of them and scooped up some of your release onto his fingers and brought them to his mouth, groaning at the taste of you. You were so fucking addicting.

It took you a moment to calm down, not fully, but a little bit to where you were aware of your surroundings. Looking up, you came face to face with Jungkook who was now hovering over you, rubbing your wrist that were now out of the cuffs. He glanced down at you with a goofy grin on his face which in return made you grin back at him tiredly. Once he was done rubbing your wrists and making sure that they did not cut off any blood circulation just from a little bit ago, he propped himself up on his hands, looking down at you with a loving expression.

“How was it, how do you feel?” He asked excitedly, but also genuinely curious on how you felt from your first orgasm.

“Like I’m floating, but kind of eager for more. It felt really good,” you answered honestly and craving for more.

A lustful look replaced the excited, goofy look that was once on your boyfriend’s face. “Oh, I definitely can take care of that for you, baby,” he replied, voice deep with lust. Scooting off of the bed, Jungkook held deep eye contact with you as he took off his pants and underwear, smirking at the blush that made its way onto your face and how you covered your face with your hands out of shyness. He smiled to himself from how funny he found it since just not even a few minutes ago you were cumming on his fingers. Crawling back up onto the bed, Jungkook moved your hands gently away from your face, smiling at how flustered you looked at the sight of him naked.

Winking at you, he smirked, “You should start getting used to the sight of me being naked, because I promise you, from right now and from the moment I put my cock into your pussy, this will be an almost daily thing.” He stated bluntly, smirking at how you covered your face again with your hands.

“I’m sorry,” you whined, “I’ve never seen a hot male naked right in front of me before, especially seeing you naked feels like a crime,” you said, face now stuffed into the pillow, making your words muffled.

“I’m sorry, I couldn’t hear you, you called me hot?” Jungkook teased, loving the sight of you flustered and getting riled up. “Come on, sweetheart, let me see your beautiful face, please.”

Huffing, you turned to face your boyfriend, some of your hair covering your face only to be moved out of by Jungkook. Smiling at you as if you are his whole world made your heart fluttered. No one has ever smiled at you like he has, and it always makes you feel like the only person in his eyes, and Jungkook would for sure agree to that – because you are his whole world, and he would kill anyone who would dare try to harm you or take you from him.

“You are the most beautiful thing in the world,” Jungkook looked you dead in the eyes as he said each word, “if only you could see you how I see you, you would realize how beautiful you are. But it’s okay that you can’t because I will tell you every day just so you can have an idea on how beautiful you are.”

“You are such a sweet talker,” you smiled, “but you are my sweet talker, only mine,” you stated, a serious look that Jungkook could not help but to coo at, but also feel giddy by your statement.

“Yes, yes I am only yours, as you are only mine,” he stated, both him and his wolf feeling possessive of you and making sure it was shown by the low growl that came from his chest. He knew that you got his impression from the smile that took over your face. “Can I show you that you are and prove that I am yours?” Jungkook asked, wanting to make sure if it was okay to continue.

“Yes.”

You both met each other into a heated kiss, Jungkook’s tongue swiping at your lower lip, asking for entrance to which you granted. Both of your guys’ tongues battled each other in dominance, to which Jungkook won. He smirked as he pulled away, you whimpering as he did, only to moan out after when you felt him bite the side of your neck gently and suck on it. Jungkook wanted to add more onto your neck, not satisfied with the ones that he left from before. He wanted to mark you all over, whether that be your neck, thighs, boobs, and chest, or even with the actual mating mark and a ring on your finger – he wanted to prove to everyone and have them make sure that you are his and his alone. From the moment he laid eyes on you in the library that day, he wanted to marry you. It might sound creepy and too early, but he found the one girl who owned his heart, his mind, and his soul. He knew that from there on out that you were the one who he was going to grow with, spend the rest of his life with, and he was okay with that.

“Is it going to hurt?” You asked as you pulled away from the kiss, worry evident in your tone. You had a feeling that it was going to hurt, but the last thing is you do not want to ruin the moment by being in pain and crying.

“It will, but I promise to go slow, and I promise that once you adjust to my size it will feel better.” Jungkook soothed, smiling at down at you.

“Okay, let’s get to it,” you nodded, determined that you will make it through the painful part.

Chuckling, Jungkook began to enter you slowly, pausing once he heard you suck in a breath, face contorting in pain. Even though it just the tip, the intrusion was new, and you could tell that this was going to a painful event. Knowing that this could help, Jungkook began to rub your clit in circles slowly, noticing that this was helping just a bit. He could feel you get wetter, helping to make it a less painful process. You opened your eyes, being greeted with a loving look from your boyfriend, nodding at him to continue, you scrunched your face, the feeling being uncomfortable but bearable. He continued slowly and everything was fine until a painful feeling shot through you along with the feeling of being full.

“Pause, pause, pause,” you demanded, the painful feeling overwhelming you.

Pausing immediately, Jungkook began to leave kisses all over your face, whispering encouraging words. “I know, I know, baby. You’re doing such a good job, yeah? So great, baby. This part will be painful because of the girth, but it’ll be over before you know it. Just relax, baby, just relax for me,” he soothed, continuing with his kisses.

Doing as he said, you began to relax your tensed body, taking a deep breath to help. Jungkook stayed put in the same position, but you could tell that he was struggling due to how tight you were, taking deep breaths as well. Once you felt comfortable enough, you nodded again to signal him that it was okay to continue. He slipped in even further, the last bit uncomfortable, but you sucked it up, and once he was in, you felt full, and even somewhat completed. You have to admit, it felt really nice – nice enough that you let out a moan at the feeling.

“Fuck, you feel so fucking good,” Jungkook moaned out, body shivering at the feeling. You were so warm and tight that Jungkook was trying to not come at the feeling, a part of him embarrassed at the thought of cumming like a little schoolboy. Another part of him wanted to start ramming into you, fucking you stupid – the thought alone had his cock twitch. He was panting, hands now gripping your sides tightly, and he could feel sweat forming on his forehead. The fact that he was finally inside of you was driving him and his wolf mad.

“I feel so full,” you whimpered out, this new sensation foreign to you, but you did not realize how nice it was to have something inside of you like this. Your hips wiggled a bit, loving the feeling of Jungkook’s cock deep inside of you and hitting your g-spot in the way that it is. Before you could wiggle your hips again, Jungkook pushed your hips down, a growl vibrating against his chest.

“I swear, if you do that again, I will lose it, and I am trying to make sure I don’t go too hard on you for your first time, because it will be a bit painful once we start up.” Jungkook gritted out, struggling himself.

“I’m sorry, it just feels so good. Could you please start moving a little bit?” You asked, eyes wide and pleading. Nodding his head, Jungkook began to slowly move out of you – not too much - taking the scrunch of your face into consideration, before gently thrusting. “Oh,” you gasped out at the feeling, liking the feel. He continued this for several minutes, pulling out a little bit more gradually, loving the gasps that came from you and the little moans that slipped out at a few harsher ones.

Laying his forehead onto your collar bone, he began to pick up the pace, feeling you relax into him, finally adjusting to him. Pulling out almost all the way, Jungkook thrusted his hips into you in a smooth motion, and you saw stars. A loud moan came from you, your walls clenching tightly around his cock, a moan coming from Jungkook soon after. Repeating his actions, Jungkook began to fuck you like he has been wanting too even since he sunk into your sweet pussy. Your moans, the feeling of your fingers digging into his back, your legs wrapping around his waists, pulling him into you, and the way you felt – it all overwhelmed Jungkook in all the best ways possible.

“God, you feel so fucking perfect, baby. You are so perfect,” Jungkook rasped out, teeth biting into your neck, an action that drove another sweet moan from your beautiful mouth.

He was hitting all of the right spots in you, creating a warm, fuzzing feeling in your stomach and sending all the right shivers throughout your body. Your lips connected with his sweaty neck, teeth gently grazing over his pulse point, you began to suck gently on it, driving Jungkook even more wild if possible. Bucking his hips into you faster, he began to hit your g-spot repeatedly, driving you closer to your breaking point – and he could tell. He knew from the way your pussy was gripping his cock and the way your breath became very uneven. He wanted you to cream his cock with your sweet essence – him being the first and only cock you come on. Reaching his hand down to your clit, he began to rub at your clit with his middle finger, a cry coming from you at the feeling.

It was about to happen, you were about to come, you can feel it on the tip of your tongue. “Jungkook, I’m about to cum, I can feel it,” you cried out, nails digging painfully into his back, dragging down, creating red marks on his back. The pain added onto the pleasure Jungkook was feeling, loving it so much, knowing that he felt like he was about come himself.

“Cum for me baby, cum all over my cock,” Jungkook moaned out, forehead pressing against yours, both of your breaths mixing with one another.

And it happened. “Fuck!” You cried out, cumming on his cock, the orgasm hitting you like a ton of bricks. Your walls squeezed his tightly, legs gripping onto him tightly, almost too tight to where Jungkook could not pull out in time. Pumping his cock quickly, he felt his release course through him, a high-pitched whine leaving his lips as his cum spurted out of him and onto your stomach. The sight alone caused little spurts to follow his orgasm, the image of you covered in his cum all hot and sweaty will remain ingrained in his mind forever.

Your legs were shaking, breathing labored and short, the aftereffects overwhelming your body and Jungkook could notice. Hovering over you, he started to leave kisses all over your face and neck, whispering loving praises. It took you a while to come down from your high and to gather yourself enough to where you were able to open your eyes. You can tell that you were in a daze, but also seeking your boyfriend’s attention intensely. Grabbing at him anywhere you could reach, you tried to pull him down to you, only to whine when he would not.

“I know baby, but you have my cum all over you that needs to get cleaned up first, we don’t want to create even more of a mess,” he cooed, running his hands through your hair lovingly, heart beating fast at the thought and sight of you. He was so whipped that he did not give a fuck.

“Don’t care, I just need you to hold me and be right next to me,” you pouted, pulling him down to you successfully this time, earning a laugh from Jungkook.

Bringing you into him, your head under his chin, both of your legs tangled with each other. The feeling of his cum at this moment did not make him cringe like he thought it would, it only fueled his inner possessive side at the thought of you covered in it, along with becoming slightly turned on from it. Shaking that thought out of his head, knowing that right now you are to wear out from it and would not be able to go for another round.

Maybe later, he thought, a smirk taking over his face at the thought at fucking you again.

“I feel like I am on cloud nine,” you commented, the afterglow feeling amazing, it being even better by being in your boyfriends’ arms and presence.

“Me too,” Jungkook replied, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. “You might be sore for a while, but that’s a given since it was your first time.”

“I feel empty.”

“That is a possible given too.”

“I want to go again.”

Later was sooner he thought. No, let her have a break, it might be too soon, the barely their logical side of him thought. Looking up at him with a mischievous look in your eyes, he wanted to so badly, but he did not want to hurt you.

“Maybe later, you are still new to this.”

“I know my limits.”

“I know you do, but still.”

“Your dick is saying otherwise, and holy shit it is big, that’s why it was painful at first.”

“I know it is, thank you.”

“It got bigger by that comment, so it is wanting to go again like I am.”

“I’m trying to be sweet and courteous right now.”

“You can be sweet and courteous in other ways. This is your fault for letting me experience an orgasm and I now understand why people talk about how amazing they are, and you are denying me of them.”

“Stop giving me that look.” It was quiet for a few moments, the look that you were giving him had him finally cave into your request, “Fine. Fine, okay we can go again, I was just trying to be a good boyfriend by not having you overdo it, but I guess you do know your own limits and whatever.”

“Yay! I love you.”

“I love you too. Now, lay back and let me stuff my face in between your legs.”

It was obvious that you and Jungkook had bonded completely, the uncharted territory now charted, and it was something that you are so happy about. The doubts that once filled your head are now replaced with happiness – a happiness that you thought that you would never have or find. But in every way, Jungkook had proved to you that he is here to stay, forever and always.

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[tteokdoroki]

bestie bestie bestie pup boy bakugou in rut adn fucking his bunny girl gf n' he breeds her and- yeah

— “bitch bunny.” + katsuki bakugou.

bestie,,, bestie dont get me started on this!!! i made this gender neutral 🥺 so i hope you don’t mind uwu!!

pairing: german shepard!bakugou x bunny + gender neutral!reader

cw: smut, MDNI 18+, hybrid!pairing, slight!dub-con, oral sex, some degradation and dirty talk. reader is gender neutral and has no pronouns but i think i used slit once aaa!!

can you imagine being a hybrid!bunny adopted by deku, shy and timid— a shaky darling thing with a twitching nose and floppy bunny ears that fall over your face when you get nervous or flustered. izuku is nice, he takes care of you and brings you home from that god awful shelter. his place is warm and safe and oh, he’s got a little puppy friend for you to play with.

katsuki.

he’s mean, an awful german shepard!hybrid who snarls at you when izuku isn’t looking— steals your food, nips at your ankles and tears up your clothes. you hate him, you hate that you let him make you cry but don’t dare to snitch because you fear what he might do to you. katsuki had lived with deku longer, been loved longer and you were just a stupid bunny who was lucky to even be here. or so the blonde had told you over and over, backing you into a corner when your owner wasn’t looking.

he doesn’t mean it. is what izuku tells you when he gets you both ready for bed at night, hybrids need special care and izuku likes to bathe you together— bakugou stares at your body hungrily like you’re a piece of meat. kacchan can play nice, he’s just a little rough sometimes. another excuse.

a little rough doesn’t even begin to cover it.

not when katsuki has you pinned to the bed by a strong arms, cruel smirk spread widely across his cherry lined lips while your precious, meaty thighs shake either side of his head. “look at’cha bunny, shakin’ like a fuckin’ leaf ‘n i ain’t even touched’ya yet,” bakugou growls with a yank of your fluffy rabbit tail. your sex spasms, arousal staining the surrounding areas and dripping heavily onto the cotton sheets of deku’s bed. “poor lil bunbun trapped in heat, ‘n i’m the only one left’ta deal with ya....”

lust is heavy in his tone, blood red eyes dilating while he watches your hips jump up in desperation for some kind of friction and touch. “kat...katsuki, please...it hurts,” and it does, more than any of the mean words he’d thrown at you before. there’s heat burning in your lower tummy, spreading through the blood in your veins as your hole clenches around nothing and leaks pathetically under bakugou’s watchful gaze.

the blonde makes a feral noise in the back of his throat, pointed puppy ears twitching at your needy sounds— the broken moans that bubble from chapped lips. “yeah bunny?” he says breathless, voice lowering deep and husky. “it hurts not ta ‘ave a cock in ya huh? reaching deep in that tight, dirty fuckin’, scratchin’ that itch that you’re fingers can’t reach...” katsuki mutters filthy words into the plains of your skin, tongue dragging along your thighs as he approaches your sex— marking and biting a pathway towards it. his sharp canines sink harshly into the flesh that he moulds between large hands.

your chest rises and falls with your rapid, beating bunny heart— fear consuming you as your innermost instincts have been switched on. katsuki is a dog and you’re merely his prey for the evening, a darling little toy for him to take advantage of in your time of need. “katsu—“ you beg him, twisting and writing against the bed once more.

“what?” he snaps, fangs and gums bared in an impatient growl. he’d waited too long to have you spread out beneath him like this, smelt the slick from your heat dripping down your thighs— tasted the want in the air as you tried to fuck that itch away from yourself with stupid toys and your useless hands. “can’t eat yer stupid lil hole out if y’keep makin’ me waste my breath talkin’ to ya, bunny. don’cha want me to make it go away? take away the pain with my fat cock?”

“katsuki please, make it go away, make it stop hurting,”

katsuki’s head dips lower and lower until his nose is pressed right up against your slit, breathing in your sweet scent until his eyes roll back in his skull and his brain becomes cloudy with ideas of how you might fuckin’ taste, how tight you must really fuckin’ be. god, he’d thought about taking your puckered hole for far too long, taking you on his dick until your bunny ears droop and you’re reduced to a puddle of tears. but now that he’s got you, nothing but sex on your mind while you ooze sweet honey from his proximity to your core, all bakugou can think about is lapping you up like the fuckin’ dog he is and slobbering all over the sweetness between your meaty thighs.

“like it when you beg like a little bunny bitch in heat fer my fuckin’ dick babe, but s’too fuckin’ bad. wanna eat ya instead.” bakugou snarls, tail thumping on the bed as he finally latches onto your sex with teeth and tongue and the taste of you on his fucking brain. when he glances up at you between your shaky legs and give another tug to the fluff of your tail, your cute nose twitches and your watery eyes cross— the pain in your belly ignites into a bright flame of pleasure as you finally get what you need for your heat to subside.

katsuki’s tongue runs laps across every inch of your sex, sucking on you, drinking up the evidence of your arousal before it has time to further dirty your thighs— your fingers push through his mass of blonde locks and tug at his puppy dog ears until he whimpers into your hole that he plunges his pink muscle in and out of. “look at’cha bunny, makin’ a mess in that damn deku’s bed. what’s he gonna say when he finds you cummin’ on this tongue of mine, his sweet little bun ain’t so innocent are they?” he teases, fingers coming up to prod and pull and pinch at your slick and intimate parts he also greedily feasts on.

“he—he wouldn’t, katsuki please don’t— oh fuck— i don’t want izu to see me like this,” you blubber with crossed eyes and skittering breath. the dog between your legs slots bites gently at your core, teeth grazing your intimate parts causing you to jump up and tug his hair closer to your needy, trembling body.

“bullshit, needy bitch.”

lewd sounds of your own sloppiness make your ears droop and cover your humiliated face, shame burning at the tips of your ears even worse than the hotness flashing through your body. you’re embarrassed, by your own dirtiness, by your desperation to be fucked by your owners awful companion. would izuku be disappointed in you? see you different from your usually shy and innocent self? you feel so much shame and yet you can’t feel yourself to pull away from the german shepard hybrid between your legs, sucking on you like you’re his last meal.

but you can’t bring yourself to feel shame, the thought of your precious owner walking in on you stretched over katsuki’s tongue and thick fingers— marked up and tainted, makes you gush and squirm. what would you do if his bright green eyes saw the sin his two darling hybrids were committing on his own bed? you’re naughty, bakugou’s made you naughty and that’s exactly what he wanted. to ruin you during your heat.

“you wanna cum, slutty bunny?” his tail thumps harder against the mattress, his hips grinding circles into the bed like his stuck in a rut, his own cock hard and heavy in his shorts while he makes you see stars and feel as if you’re on cloud nine. you nod and a dark chuckle reverberates through your body. “‘s too bad...” katsuki pulls away from you before you can tumble over the edge, sheen of your arousal painted across his chin— shining under dim light.

“k-katsuki?”

like a dirty dog, he wipes his mouth on his arm and smiles, mischief glinting in his eye. your heart rate spikes, nose and precious bunny earth twitching with nervousness and excitement.

“too bad, y’cum while ‘m breeding you on this cock, sort this heat out right.”

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