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w0niecult · 2 years
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thinking abt dave making you squirt for the first time ^-^
UGH! he’ll be so cocky about it!!!!!!
✩‧₊˚ “D-davey, I feel funny!”
his long fingers pressed deep into your gummy walls, stroking that sweet spot
✩‧₊˚ “C’mon bun, gimme what I want”
✩‧₊˚ “A-ah! It’s too m-Uch!”
your breasts bounce with each harsh thrust of his fingers, his free hand rubbing messy circles on your swollen clit, your eyes rolling back into your skull while you hold onto his wrist as you cry out
✩‧₊˚ “D-dave! I’m gonna cUM! I’m gonna ah!-
✩‧₊˚ “You’re so good for me, bunny, so so sooo good. let go baby, let go"
your cunt clenches around his fingers as you squirt all over his hand, slick’s dripping down the curve of your ass and soaking his jeans
✩‧₊˚ “fuuuuck, I’m making you do that again”
Hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh AAAAAA DAVE PLS ILL DO ANYTHING U WANT
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screampied · 12 days
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‘ ONE OF HIS GIRLSSSS ! ,
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ᡴꪫ‎ sum. toji ends up finding out maybe his best friend's daughter isn’t so innocent after all once he walks in on you and your precious 12k viewers. he grows amused by your little side hustle as a cam girl. but actually, maybe having him as a special guest wasn’t so bad. (girl it was)
wc. 6k
warnings. fem! reader, vōyerism, dad's best friend! toji, age gap (reader is over twenty), unprotected, praise, dirty talk, squírting, cunnílingus, slight dumbification, impact play, size kink, spit.
dbf! toji masterlist
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“guys, i’m serious,” you’d utter, your monitor staring right back at you — a full live audience of over twelve thousand eyes listening to you speak. you were cooped up in your room, slouching on your chair with your legs pressed together. “he’s totally real. we even almost got caught one time.”
you were referring to your dad’s best friend, toji…
just muttering his name aloud made you feel all sorts of tingles. oh, to think how that 'one time' was just about three days ago. you still remember everything like it just happened, the intoxicating taste of toji’s lips, his unforgettable loud cologne scent, how fucking mean he was, you missed him, who were you even kidding. last time you checked, him and your father went out somewhere. you didn’t bother to care where, probably fishing or something.
skimming through the plethora of donations with filthy questions, thirsty provocative questions that desperately craved your attention, you read one, “how is he in bed, oh—well,” and you squeeze your thighs before re-adjusting your screen. “he’s okay. i had to fake my orgasms a few times though, figures ‘cause he’s kinda old.”
“oh yeah?”
as if on cue, there toji stood—right outside your doorway, hands buried in his deep roots of pockets and that same unreadable expression. he’s sending you straight daggers, you crane your neck to glance at him before you panic, “uh, i’ll talk to you guys later.”
“nah keep that shit on, girl,” he shakes his head, trodding his bare feet towards you. you mentally face palm. you could have sworn he was out somewhere with your father. “just when i thought ya couldn’t get even freakier,” he mutters, and he’s now behind you—green irises peering at your monitor. the chat suddenly spams with some of your audience lusting over toji, wondering if he’s a special guest. “heyyy,” he says to the screen, his voice was a pitchy low and then you gasp once he throws an arm around you. “is he a special guest?” and then he turns to you with a sly grin. “i don’t know, princess . . am i?”
“. . . i mean i guess,” you speak, not even realizing how your tone softens a bit. this always happened, whenever you were just a few feet away from toji, you’d feel so tense. it’s officially been a week since the two of you were screwing around—you hadn’t gotten caught, at least you think you haven’t gotten caught. the thrill of it all though, it was enticing. he eyes your little set up and he’s amused more than anything. “this is the guy i was telling you guys about,” you avert your dilated pupils back towards the bright screen. “this is . . . toji.”
“heh yo,” he scoffs at the screen with a greet, seeing how your confidence fades the moment he’s in the room with you. toji leans beside you, eyeing the lewd comments before one catches his eye. “tell him to turn around. what for?”
you sheepishly grin at the webcam, knowing some of your aroused fans wanted to take a quick peek at toji’s ass. to be fair, you couldn’t exactly blame them. you stare a bit yourself, and it was definitely. . . something.
three new tips from mod gojoclitoru: girl bye he looks like he doesn’t shower
wormfucker69: he looks like the guy who works @ my cleaners lol
shokostrapdestroyer: Where’s Shoko ?????
kanyeastinfection: Soooo hawt ;)
iloveosamudazai: i miss nanamin
“how come y’er all shy? i heard what you’ve been saying ‘bout me, y’know,” toji mumbles. he stands tall, cracking his neck towards the left. his entire frame, he was always so handsome. you take a moment to glance up at him, his perfectly chiseled physique. he looked like he was about to head to the gym, he had on a simple wife beater with dingy grey sweats. his gaze he had towards you was purely tantalizing. “. . ah,” he inches closer towards you, bending down as you sat on the office chair, getting right up close to your face. “why don’t you repeat that last bit for me. you fake your orgasms with this old man?”
“i didn’t ….” you trail off, trying to come up with some excuse. suddenly, it felt hot. you felt hot.
your heart starts to race the more he stared you down. the chat was going at a much more rapid speed, it’s like your viewer count doubled the moment toji entered. then you thought—maybe this would do you some good, having him as a special guest didn’t seem so bad.
he lightly grabs your chin, making you peer straight into his eyes. “i stay away from you for three days ‘n it seems like you forgot how to act.”
toji did have a point precisely, for the last three days you basically had the entire house to yourself. him and your father went out to some business trip, you missed him though.
of course, if you tagged along you’d be sure you’d both get caught so you just offered to watch over the house. it was as if the more time you spent with toji, the more you started to feel something.
you didn’t know what it was, it was hard to put into detail, put into pure words—but you knew for certain, you didn’t wanna stop seeing him. it was spring break after all…
“i meant what i said,” you mutter.
while returning his gaze, toji’s eyes widen for a bit, off guard by your sudden switch of attitude. you had a bit of a plan, you decided if you played along, your sweet thousands of fans would eat it up. and they were, the repetitive high-pitch sounds of constant donations rang through your ears before you continue to speak. “i faked everything, toji.”
his eyes linger into you for a long time before he drags a thumb down your lip. “well shit. that so?” and his voice—it pitches a dangerous tune. you already start to feel your thighs squeeze together more tightly. “mhm,” he grunts, watching you nod your head in response. he scoffs to himself before grumbling. “maybe i should make it more real for you then.”
with such simple words, trust and believe he does.
toji’s way of making it more real was to simply have you ride his face, all in front of your audience too.
for some reason, you felt burning up coming to the sheer realization that literally all eyes were simply on you. a quick glance at your blue light monitor and the viewer count displayed a hefty whopping amount of 12,295. all you could think about it was the hefty bank you were about to make.
your legs quaver as toji’s laid flat on your old bed, having you take your seat right on his face — his breath is hot as he runs his tongue alongside your inner thighs before giving you a stare. “eyes down here, not them,” he snarls, and you moan once he spanks your pre-soaked clit, your panties still attached. “they aren’t about to fuckin’ eat you out, are they?”
“n—no,” you murmur out, looking down back at him and he slowly runs a fat thumb down your slit.
oh, you were soaked alright.
a cute little damp spot between the middle part of your underwear makes an appearance and he slides his tongue all against it. he’s so slow with it all, making sure to take his time to make you pout out for him. “toji,” you mumble, feeling your tummy sink in before you huff out a single breath. he’s still so attractive, even underneath you—a little yet nice amount of facial hair scatters near certain parts of his face. scattered specks of brief darkened hair near his sharp jaw paint his face like an empty canvas. you run a finger against his chin and he shoots you a sleazy grin. “hurry up, toji.”
dark eyes flicker back towards you before he gifts your sopping pussy a mean spank. “hurry up toji,” he mocks your tone. you melodically whimper, watching as he licks a single stripe between your covered slit. “shut the fuck up. ‘m gonna take my time with you since apparently you ‘fake’ everything.”
you couldn’t help but merely slip out a giggle, your comment really offended him in some way. obviously, you were joking though—you and toji both knew he knew how to snatch multiple orgasms out of you at once. he was quite a skilled man without question, with his tongue—his dick, literally anything.
although, you snap out of your salacious thoughts the moment you feel him latch his tongue against your folds. it took you a minute to realize your panties were already off, he practically ripped them off and he was already digging in. you whimper, hovering your weight over his face before staring at the lit up monitor.
BIGDICKKUNA: Even my domain has better camera quality than this
gojoclitoru: here sukuna go…
FOXYKITTEN2940: clean up aisle my pants >.<
you’re starting to grind against his face, a hand combing through his hair before your bite your lip. toji stares at you, dragging a thumb down your puffy slit before leaning back to spit on it. he was always such a sloppy man—no shame in the world. you’d feel yourself pulsate whenever he did that, departing his lips away from your cunt before collecting a good wad of saliva to coat your folds with such a sheeny translucent color.
squelch after squelch, undeniably you were sopping. his nose briefly prods against your nub and you whine once he finally starts to actually eat you out.
“f-fuckkk.” you’d breathe, intaking a sharp breath. sudden dizziness overtook you—a thrum escapes from your sheeny lips as you rock your hips forward. it was hypnotic, the way you move against his mouth. toji looked so pretty underneath you too. his eyes, so hooded and half lidded—such a hungry gaze, a starved animal. he starts tantalizingly slow at first, making sure to lay the flat of his tongue against your entrance before simply digging in.
side—to—side, his head continues to swiftly shift and move as he’s devouring his meal, a thumb continues to strum against your slick arousal before he starts to suck, suck, suck.
candy, a perfect way to describe your taste in toji’s humblest opinion. he could never get enough, a few long strands of his hair tickles against your thighs as he resumes his sloppy eating. “mhm. pull on it.” he says between hot breaths, and you feel a sudden fire ignite inside of you. you knew immediately he was referring to his hair. such ruffled, messy strands desperately awaiting to be tugged by your fingers.
so you do—you take a good grab, lightly yanking him forward and he grunts.
“. . harder,” he rasps, and he’s already starting to look blissed out. eyes all glazed over, you wriggle over his face before you feel a sudden shiver overtake you. you pull harder and his face goes right against your cunt. you sloppily swipe against his nose like a credit card and he smirks at you. “that’s what ‘m talking about. ride my face, girl.”
his words, his filthy vulgarly words guide you through it all.
each pulse makes you twitch even more—each breath that runs out your mouth feels like it’s going to be your last, especially with a tongue like toji’s. he makes sure not to miss a drop, slurping quite everything out of you. he was a man—not necessarily a clean one, but he was never scared of a little mess. you start to coat the bottom part of his chin with your slit, it’s glistening so much.
after a while, toji’s already drunk off of your sweetened taste. every few flicks of his tongue against your nub makes cute whimpers coo out your throat and you only tighten the grip against his hair.
“r-right there, ‘s good when you suck there, toji.”
“cause i know what the fuck ‘m doing.” he grumbles back, bringing his same thumb to slide down your slit. he repeats it again and again. smearing your own mess right back on you, only to clean it up. he was a messy man, and with a tasty pussy that you had—you only made him ten times messier.
he was never one to complain though, toji’s the type to never say thank you—he shows you how grateful he is, it involves with being between your legs.
toji fushiguro…
a sleazy man without a single care in the word, maybe messing around his with best friend’s daughter slash colleague was a bit taboo. but did he care—no, was he gonna stop doing it—no, was he perhaps catching feelings for you the more time he spends with you? were you catching feelings?
. . .
unanswered questions, even if you asked yourself that question, you honestly couldn’t even know how to reply. the two of you never really labeled anything, so this was just a simple spring break fling right?
once courses resume and you go back to your well prestige university your father got you into due to connections, that’d probably be the last you’d see of him. toji fushiguro, the man you’ve been screwing around with for the past almost two weeks. it’s almost safe to say that you started to get attached to his presence—sometimes it’s like the two of you didn’t even care if you got caught. there was literally a time where toji fingered you under the table during dinner.
that was . . embarrassing.
the way you were trying to withhold a conversation with your father—he’s just rambling you about what a boring day he had at the office and you’re over here gushing on his best friend’s fingers. you find yourself thinking about that specific moment all too well—as well as the various other ones, him fucking you on the hood of his car, in the living room, and even the bathroom—which your panties ended up getting found.
oops.
“told you to keep those fuckin’ eyes on me,” he hoarsely rasps—snapping you out of your lewd reminiscing fantasm. his tongue, it’s swirling all against your clit as you focus your attention back towards him. with two big hands, he holds your jerky hips steady—feeling you rut against his mouth before he feels you pulse right in his mouth. “yeah.” he mutters, bringing two digits to prod towards your slick entrance. you whine, feeling him slowly insert them with ease—so wet, he was almost in awe at how you were dripping like a faucet. not even a faucet could compare nor describe how sodden your sweet cunt was. each lap he makes with his tongue gets more filthy, it turns into sucking before you’re practically spasming all over again.
you moan, hands still tight and rigidly tangled within his strands before you take a quick peek at your laptop. so many eyes were on you—so many more eyes now, the count was steadily doubling, the donations you were receiving made your mouth nearly water. tip after tip, your pupils turned into green dollar signs. this was probably the most viewers you had in the entirety of your little cam girl side hustle.
all thanks to toji.
you’re getting close, it’s inevitable—especially with the way your hips continue to rock back and forth. a cute rhythm he got accustomed to, toji brings two rough hands towards the fat mounds of your ass before squeezing it. he was always a handsy man, feeling all over your body. green pools of eyes stare right at you as you’re intaking each staggering breath that escapes your spit-glossed lips. “c-close, toji,” you’d babble out, your knees almost buckle—a sudden twinge pouring into your lower abdomen before you mewl. “gonna—cum, gonna—”
“baby hold it,” he says sternly, the base in his voice never failing to make you wet. he breaks his lips away for a moment before he glances at the screen—an upside down position. “hm. chat, should the pretty girl finish early?”
your heart drops—you knew how many trolls you had in your audience, and before you could cutely tell him to just let you climax, he hums in amusement at the incoming flood of comments.
chososbootylicker29: Petition to have Toji oiled and cheeked up
zorosballswallower: NOOOOO
anonymoususer: dad?
gojoclitoru: lol no.
and with many others the comments continue to flood.
majority of the answers being no—you hated being edged, loathed it. especially with toji because he was so damn mean. he snickers, reading the responses upside down before you feel the two tips of his fingers shove way deep inside you. your back arches and you whine ore he holds your hips in place with a single hand. “looks like y’er little fans want you to wait pretty girl,” and you look down at him with a cute glare—his lips depart and his entire mouth from the very bottom of his chin was damp. even still, he looked so attractive. “cute. a glare ain’t gonna change nothing though,” and a pout shortly stretched against your lips as he runs his tongue near your frantic pulsing clit. he brings a spank to it and it makes you whine. “be a good girl ‘n wait a little longer.”
“i can’t,” you frown out, and that only earns another sharp spank towards your folds.
“yes you fuckin’ can,” and you start to whine once he stops eating you out. it felt so warm, all of a sudden the cold air wafts against your skin and you shudder. toji loves more than anything to spank your pussy whilst staring right into your eyes. “if i tell my girl to wait, she’s gonna wait.”
my girl…
for some reason, that made your pulsing ten times worse, a plethora of butterflies arise inside your stomach and you’re still just hovering over his face.
he palpates his fingers—not his tongue to rummage all inside your cunt, you frown cutely. you wanted his tongue, not his stubby thick fingers. although, the thing you wanted most was to finish. as you grind against his face, you feel his infamous scar run against your pussy and it tickles. it tickles in such a way that it drags out a sweet crying moan from you.
“t—toji,” you start to grow impatient. he’s just teasing you, blowing against your folds with warm breath, swiping his nose alongside your sopping entrance, anything but tasting you again. he likes seeing you like this, on the brink of tears because you got denied a climax. it started to come closer and closer until once it was finally there—you puff up your cheeks for a split second before moaning. “g-god, i can’t hold it. ‘m gonna cummm.”
“wait,” he utters in a husky rasp, watching as you quaveringly hover over his face—chin just soaked with your arousal, he licks the bottom of his lip before tittering at you. “you finish when i’m ready.”
“f-fuck you,” you whimper, and you end up cumming anyway—he’s taken aback but it only arouses him even more. the brat, oh the brat that you were. one of the many things he liked about you, you were submissive but not entirely—you had a backbone, you talked back to him, you even had the nerve to roll those pretty eyes at him.
it hits you like a semi-truck.
illegal full speed, the brakes were had to step on and you feel it just strike right into you at full force. your orgasm, you scoot your hips forward against his mouth and now he’s the one glaring at you. toji laps up all of you, two fingers spreading your clit apart before he spits on it again. “you just don’t listen, huh,” and his voice was even lower than it was before—a rich baritone lingering underneath it. you’re riding out your climax when he lightly shoves you on the bed.
in your mind, you’re thinking . .
finally, the good part.
toji grimaces at the cute smile that goes against your lips. you’re eager just as him— not to mention, it’s been three days since he’s touched you. “don’t get too excited, brat,” he grumbles with a scowl tugging the corners of his mouth. he plops onto the bed before staring down at you. “bend the fuck over for me. fake orgasm my ass.”
so blunt, you immensely comply—so impatient for him to just be inside of you.
the piles of donations triple by this point, and you try to take a peep at your screen before he spanks your ass. “ass up, face down little girl. don’t got all day.”
“sorryyy,” you giggle with a mere eye roll.
testing toji’s patience was always so fun for you. for whatever reason, getting on his nerves really turned you on. once you finally bend over for him, two hands grab the fats of your ass and you bite your lip once he prepares to align himself. you’re facing your bright lit screen.
the comments talking more about toji than you and you pout . . . figures though. he’s hot, no wonder all the attention would be on him instead of you.
with his right hand, he wraps it around his thick length before rubbing his tip against your pre-drenched entrance. he grunts, witnessing how your pussy tries to swallow him so easily…
you’re puckering, awaiting for him to stuff you full as you’re slump right into the mattress. “but sweetheart, y’er not sorry,” he grunts, smacking his fat tip against your slick folds. a soft mewl runs out the back of your throat before you arch just a bit more. with another spank, he snarls in a huff, “not gonna fuck ya that easy. y’er gonna have to use those manners if you wanna get what you want.”
“huh?”
“huh?” he mocks, kissing your ass with another spank from his palm. “you can’t hear? speak, girl. talk ‘ta me nice.”
glossy eyes of yours avert towards your screen, everyone’s lusting over toji and it only fuels his ego even more—you easily felt yourself throb, a pout never leaving your lips before you inhale.
“please . . ” you start, feeling him softly drag a hand against your curves, your physique. his touch always had you weak, taking in every part of your frame. all his . . just for these few weeks.
“please what?”
“please f—fuck me,” you grumble, and you’re growing more and more irritated—he hums to himself, amused. each second you spend speaking, each second he could be inside of you. you and him both knew that.
toji rubs his leaky tip with a bit more pressure against your pussy, just a a little more and he’d be inside. you started to feel your mouth salivate before you start to whine. “hm,” he ponders to himself, green eyes occasionally staring at the laptop that had about hundreds of comments spamming per second. “fine. i feel like bein’ nice to you today, especially since i haven’t seen my girl in a hot minute,” and again, he refers to you as his girl. it sends an unfamiliar feeling of butterflies brewing up in your stomach before he spanks you for probably the umpteenth time now. “now, arch a liiiitle more ‘n stare at your fans for me, yeah.”
you’re propped on the mattress with your ass all up in the air. from your screen as you stare at it, you spot toji’s mirroring reflection. that sly smile that slowly and gradually forms against his lips.
“lie the fuck down.” he mutters, feeling you try to sit up. you do, intaking a single breath before you feel him huff out a low puff. toji’s eyes stare right at your ass, he takes every moment in. the way you suck him in, it’s just filthy. the saturated squelches that shortly follow afterward—so filthy.
a six letter word to perfectly describe this entire situation.
arched over for your dad’s best friend, who would have thought—not you, not in a million years.
“ . . . shit,” he pants, and you’re so wet. you moan, pawing at the fat silk sheets in front of you. so many flooded comments of your audience merely thirsting over toji, wishing desperately that they were in your position. ( . . quite literally . . )
and toji’s just so fucking big.
he’s got a lofty height of inches under his belt.
metaphorically speaking—just a single sharp thrust and you’re speechless.
the wind gets snatched out of your lungs and it’s so vigorous that your head’s spinning. this entire angle, he’s got you right where he wants you—on all fours with your ass perked up. toji can’t keep his hands to himself anyway, his hands roam all over your waist before holding both hips in place. clammy hands just about stick to your skin before he starts to create a decent pace.
a slow pace — a slow pace that turns more mean.
languidly, you feel yourself leaning to his touch as he runs a hand down your spine.
toji brings one leg up to deepen the position and not even moments later, your lips part.
“t—toji . . ah ah,” and you don’t even recognize yourself. he repositions himself for a split second, making haste with his hips before sliding his feet right past your knees. with this, it’s more stimulation and you feel it all. just the right amount of pressure, his balls sharply thwack against your ass and it makes your mind cloud up with fuzz.
“. . damn,” he groans, a hand grabbing towards the back of your university hoodie. as he leans forward, dark viridescent colored pupils stare at your rear. the way it jerks and recoils against him, everytime . . it’s the best part. even more when he spanks it, deepening his hips against your cunt to earn out a cute whine or two from you. for what seemed like the millionth time, toji kisses the right cheek of your ass with various spanks. the sting has you gnawing on your lip like it’s candy, curling your toes up with a few droplets of sweat coating the bridge of your nose. “missed this pussy, three days too fuckin’ long, brat.”
“i missed you t—.”
“girl hello? i wasn’t talking to you.”
you frown, and it follows from a snicker from him.
“. . . so dramatic,” he’d eye roll once he hears you blow out a cute sigh. “fine, i did miss you,” and that was only a half lie. you knew in actuality, he missed what’s between your legs. toji still remained sassy as usual, it never left and it’d always stay. he’s buried all into you, deep to the hilt that each time his angry reddened tip drives against that spot, you squeal out in sweet pleasure.
it didn’t take him long to locate it, your g-spot. after a while you start to feel your pussy open, spreading wide—gaping. he was so ridiculously big, it’s leaving such question marks floating over your forehead because how can someone be this thick.
with a gruff—toji groans, veins bulging through his veins as he yanks your hoodie forward into him. he’s lenient, at least for a good while. letting you have your fun, get drunk off his cock before he edges you a more . . . oh just maybe.
gojoclitoru: does anyone want the link to my only fans :(
willbang4curses: Idk who I wanna be more…
iamnotsugurugetoseriouslyiamnothim: i want your only fans @/gojoclitoru
hotpeach03: Toji please I’m a single mom
your chat continues to spate, it’s so much that as your eyes watch them all flood down the logs, you could barely read the words.
he’s so deep inside, you’re almost drooling.
the stretch—he always leaves you so full, lips all parted and that same gaping mouth opening. pant after pant, you’re heaving heavily with your chest feeling tight and warm. “so deep,” you’d shriek, and he makes your arch lower just a bit further. he’s hitting all the right spots, not missing a single area. his dick retreats as it pulls out, then back again—twitching all inside of your cunt, he lunges forward with his hips before making you plop on your chest. “. . . .ohmygodohmygoddd,” and you were so whiney, you still can’t believe such pathetic noises slither past your damp lips. engulfed with your warm gummy walls squeezing him tight, he spanks you again . . . and again, and again.
“miss me that bad, huh?” he starts to speak. his voice was a pitchy rasp. a gruff base hides underneath it and you can hear the grit lingering like he needs to clear his throat. nevertheless, you throb anyway as he’s jackhammering his cock right into your swollen cunt over, and over, and over. “that why ya keep walkin’ around with these outfits? with no fuckin’ panties underneath, yeah?”
“forgot,” you whimper, shuddering once you feel toji grow playful. he trails his thumb towards your neglected puckering hole, fiddling with it just to get a reaction out of you, and he does. “s-sorry, ‘m sorry.”
“you don’t just forget to put panties on, slut,” he groans, and he feels himself approaching soon. it’s at the tip of his tongue—he feels the burn arise in the lower parts of his thighs, veins contouring to bulge all throughout his body. “wonder what y’er old man would think. ya only pull this shit ‘cause ‘s just you ‘n me here.”
he was right.
then again—if you’d have your father here, you’d never pull a bold stunt like that.
you’d rather drop dead than save yourself the embarrassment. funny though, considering the amount of times you almost got caught.
“so . . ” you mumble, and that’s when he presses his weight right against you this time. ah, prone bone.
you were really in for it now, thickly you swallow before his weight merely hovers over your ass, really deep in you this time.
he vigorously rams his thick cock into your sweltering cunt that’s hugging him oh so tight. he’s such a tease too—using every few chances he gets to poke and gingerly rub a thumb against your pulsating hole.
sweet moans die from your throat as you’re clinging onto the bed—such force that the springs nearly collapse from the whopping amounts of weight creating sheer impact. each thrust, it rings rapidly throughout your ears before toji groans. “f—fuck,” he’d groan, ignoring your little attempts of pure bratiness. you were at your wits end, smothering your glossed lips together before you feel his rounded cockhead mash against your most forbidden spots. spots that was so deep inside the inner areas of your cunt that it makes you mewl out in pure ecstasy. “gonna make me fill you up, princess,” he huffs out, tugging even tighter on the bottom part of your cerulean blue pull over. “s—shit,” and his gruff voice pitches time and time again. for a moment, you think you can hear toji whimper. it was real subtle though, but you heard it. loud and clearly. “gonna take it like you always do?”
“yesyesyes,” you nod—words pouring out of your lips like a waterfall, kneading your fingers into your palms as you bawled up the bedsheets right into your hands. with hooded droopy eyes, you stare at the screen with a dumb expression—he then takes the opportunity to get closer, grabbing you by the hair before holding your head up in front of your thousands of viewers.
“yes what, girl.”
you whine, feeling how perfectly his dick mashed throughout your folds—so easy for him, he was so thick that the stretch was simply immaculate.
“yesss, ‘m gonna take your c-cum, toji,” you’d pant, feeling your own eyes roll backwards—you probably looked a mess in front of your own thirteen thousand viewers, but you could care less. all that your empty brain could fathom was how you were ludicrously stuffed with his hefty cock. he’s drilling into you so good that that it almost feels like a massage. rough fingers run down your spine with one hand, another holding your head by the hair like it’s a prized possession before you whimper. “fuck me, fuck me, fuh—”
toji slaps a hand over your mouth the minute he hears something from downstairs—sure enough, it had to be your father.
shit.
he must have came home early. you remember him mentioning to you he was taking a trip to the corner store after work, probably to get some booze for him and toji to enjoy for some dumb football game.
“honeyyy? you up there?”
you moan, almost feeling your eyelids grow heavy as he’s still holding your head up in front of your laptop—his reflection in the screen just pounding into you at full speed.
already, you’re coating the back of his hand with nothing but your damp saliva—such a dirty girl, preferably his dirty girl.
maybe you were a bit delusional, no. you were very delusional—maybe this could go somewhere? then. again, it was no secret on how toji’s only around to get his dick wet, a reality that you forevermore choose to ignore—until you’d soon find out how that would bite you in the ass later on.
dead silence—you’re just muffling out mewls right into his mouth, and as if on cue, toji ends up finishing inside of you. it’s so much, velvety ropes of hot nut that fill the very insides of your pussy, shooting straight into your womb that your tummy flutters. it’s so much to where it spews out of your hole, he’s gotta poke his thumb in and swipe some out with the way it continues to leak. it’s so dirty, then again—toji fushiguro was a dirty man, the dirtiest.
“are ya gonna reply ‘n let y’er old man know you’re getting off his best friend’s cock or . . ?”
his words, such a tease that he’s still slowly pumping into you. gradually but slow, he plugs into your walls—seeping with cum that oozes out of your folds and you stare at the screen with a cute cock-drunken expression. “mmph,” was your reply, the only reply you could formulate since his big hand almost covered your entire face. so you give him a concise nod, hooded eyes feeling dry from staring at the screen for so many amount of minutes.
eventually, your father leaves and returns back to what he was doing . . . phew.
“that’s right,” he whispers in a low risqué tone, bringing a kiss towards the left part of your neck.
so tender—you’re gathering the strength to sit up but you end up slumping forward. with a pathetic, ‘oof’ you land on your chest, your own climax at the very edge. it’s cute because you end up finishing around the same time—your chest feels heavy, lungs tightly collapsing and all. the perfect way to describe your orgasm was a bomb—a bomb that was ticking and ticking, preparing to detonate before it finally does. instead, the destruction was you squirting, all over toji’s dick that stuffed you full. he’s so close up to your ear, hot breath fanning against your earlobe before he continues to speak. “. . oh, y’er fuckin’ dumb right now, aren’t ya. can barely speak.” and he removes his hand to where a trail of your spit departs. so lewd, you’re spasming from your recent release before with a quick glance—you stare at your monitor. you surpassed your tip goal by a huge milestone, yet like toji said—you were too dumb to even process let alone acknowledge it.
“t—toji,” you whimper, feeling the remnants of his sweet and savory seed pour down the crevices of your thighs. it was sticky, sticking to your skin like glue, sweltering of its entirety.
“come here, princess.”
it surprised you. for once, he was being . . . soft.
you reach backwards, closing your laptop before leaning right into toji. you moan, feeling his beefy ripped arms wrap around you, bringing you right into his embrace. bulky arms go around your waist and he pulls you into a sloppily heated kiss.
simultaneously, your heart skips a few beats—a few, probably an understatement. he tastes sweet, you could make out a brief tang of liquor on his tongue—a taste you didn’t want to ever forget. as your tongue rummages against his, you moan once he gets a bit handsy, a hand going right between your legs to feel the mess he made. the mess you made yourself also.
breathy pants could be heard from your lips as you press your dampish perspiring hands all on his bare chest. he’s wearing a somewhat of a formal shirt — you tug on his collar, yearning for him to come closer, to touch you more, hold you more. something, whatever it was was just brewing up inside of the very depths, the very pits of your stomach.
toji groans, the warmth of his breath wafting against yours before he pulls you away to get a good glimpse of you. a big hand holds your waist, and his eyes peer into you for a long time before as if he hesitates—he kisses the top of your forehead, only to stare away with a scowl.
“. . . toji,” you murmur, and by this point you weren’t speaking with your brain—more so with your heart. it was apparent, especially with the way your droopy hooded eyes suddenly soften the moment you speak out the two syllables in his name.
“let me speak first.” he grouses, a thumb stringing alongside your back, gently strumming against your skin. with the way you gazed at him, making him lie back before aligning yourself, it was clear as day that you wanted more of him. he leans back, long strands of black hair run down his face with his legs sprawled before he prepares to finish.
you straddle him, sitting flat on his lap and he’s so warm—he’s a bit flustered, flaccid from his release and of course a bit sensitive. it’s quite rare to see toji in such a . . . vulnerable state. perhaps you soften him in a few ways or less. at least, that’s what you’d like to think.
it takes him a long time to formulate the words, it’s as if his tongue was tied—weird for him considering it’s toji, he’s always direct and blunt.
and yet for once, you have him speechless.
toji lets off a irritated sigh before while what seems like forever, he mutters out a gruff, “shit. i . . i think ‘m in love with you.”
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Spencer Reid x Famous!Reader
Synopsis: After your home is broken into by a stalker, your bf cheats, the FBI is called, and a new romance begins to take over.
Told through Instagram posts.
TW for mentions of stalkers
Part 1. Part 2.
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rarebeauty 😍😍
dovecameron You are the most beautiful human
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tchalamet A devine being 💫
florencepugh ❤️❤️❤️
y/n.is.queen I MISSED YOUR SMILE!
woketh.teen She looks so happy to be back on stage
and.what. The crowd went CRAZAY. The energy was unbelievable! So happy I was there!!!!!!
y/n.gossip That group hug tho 🥹
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yourname.stan SHE'S BACK! 😭😭😭😭
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kiki.kiwi The way they all held hands at the start of the show killed me. I cried so much.
nerdymcnerd No. But I swear I saw that FBI agent dancing to her songs!!!
dracoandme PICS WHERE?!?!?!
y/ns.army I need to see this!!!
onabreak The romance is BLOOMING
pgarcia @theemilyprentis 👀
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y/n.updates YOU GUYS!!! Y/N JUST POSTED THIS ON HER IG STORY THIS MORNING 😍😍
Story reads "☀️Sunshine☀️ and Road tripping with my new friend. Meet Spencer."
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sasha.mac She is a Goddess!! A Queen!! 👑
gucci.goddess He legit looks like a Spencer 🤣
fanfic.reader I smell romance in the air 💕💕
jd.dj He's her FBI body guard. Stop.
ooh.bratz Can he be mine next😭😍
bye-felicia THOSE HANDS 🤩
carter.nation Took no time did she 🤣
_isla Matt literally cheated on her. You can't say shit.
bubbles It's sad she can't just be her own person and be single. You don't need a man girl. Chill.
lame-o She can do what she wants??
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celebgossip During Y/n's show tonight, her third show back since her temporary shock hiatus, the star broke down in tears while singing Almost is Never Enough. During which the crowd came together and sang the rest of the song for her.
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itsmemario She must be feeling so much pain right now but I hope she feels comforted by her fans being there for her
y/ns.army I watched the video and when she sang So close to being in love. Her voice cracked and she tried to power through but she just broke down 💔💔
keyboardwarrior Why did she come back if she was just gonna cry for 90% of her show? Waste of money. Waste of time. Get yourself sorted and then come back.
ryanslife Your mum must be proud.
gigglegiraffe She's allowed to have feelings?
hater482 Exactly. Imagine going to a concert and they're just crying. Just don't sing that song?
daydreamer She sings love songs dipshit
y/nfan I just want to hug her so bad 😭
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y/nupdates Y/n posted these to her story 10mins ago!! She's spoiling us. She's writing new songs. Going out. And having fun with her FBI agent Spencer.
y/nfan WHOOOOOS BUYING HER FLOWERS?!
bi.bi.bi Herself?
freakygirl Imagine if it was the stalker?!
queenie.me Doubt it. They probably check her mail and shid.
spillthetea Maybe Spencer? 👀
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enews BREAKING‼️ Dash cam footage was leaked today showing FBI agents arresting a man outside Y/n's New York apartment.
We've reached out to the BAU team and Y/n's management for comment.
y/n.updates OMG THEY GOT HIM!!!
bi.bianca Thank GOD!!! She can breathe now 😭
queenie.me Those agents saved her GOD damn life. 😭
y/nnnnn I'm so happy rn. She's safe ❤️
imdreaming Sending so many prayers to her 🙏🏼
vampdiary Spencer I'd HAWT ngl
thirstay Girl literally!!!
freeshavocadoo The way he swerved him too. That agent got rizz.
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p.garcia The CUTEST 😭🥰 so glad it's Official!!!
dr.s.reid She is and so am I.
emilyprentiss @p.garcia I told you!!
p.garcia I just couldn't believe!!
derekmorgan Pretty Boy got gameee
jen.jarau Spence I'm so happy for you!!
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modern!eddie seeing you dance to WAP on tiktok infront of him, and when you get down and starts to twerk your ass on camera, he bolts right towards you to cover both the phone and ur butt. shaking his head to the camera while saying “that one’s mine, sorry” *giggles*
You’ve become somewhat of a TikTok sensation overnight.
You were just making videos for fun, then one day you asked Eddie to be in a video and the next thing you know you’re “hashtag couple goals” and trending. 
Your followers love your boyfriend. But mostly they love how you and your boyfriend look together. 
Trends come and go on the app, cute little singalongs and dances. But your speciality was cute couple videos. 
Hugging each other in bed. 
Imaginary concerts. 
Robin third wheeling you in the back of Steve’s car. 
Not even showing your faces. 
People fucking adored you two. 
The current trend was the WAP dance. You’ve watched countless people shaking their ass on camera for everyone to see, it looked fun. What looked more fun though, was having your boyfriend react to the dance. 
Eddie wasn’t on TikTok. He wasn’t a social media person, he just featured in yours when you asked, without a question. And because he wasn’t a social media person, he had no clue about the WAP dance. 
“Baby.” You sing as you enter his room. 
He’s lying in his bed reading a book. His hair is in a bun at the bottom of his neck, and a few pieces of hair are hanging around his face. He’s shirtless, just wearing grey sweatpants. He looks like a dream. 
“Yeah?” He calls back, eyes still on the pages. 
“Wanna film a TikTok real quick?” You ask. 
Eddie peaks over his book. “What type of TikTok?” 
“You just gotta sit on the sidelines and watch me do a dance.” 
He looks suspicious, his eyes narrow and he drops the book on his chest. “What’s the catch?” 
You smile sweetly. “No catch! I just dance and you watch. It’s to that Cardi B song, y’know?” 
Eddie looks at you like he very much doesn’t know what the Cardi B song is or who Cardi B even is. 
You set up your phone on the tripod and stand in position, Eddie reluctantly gets up off bed. His tummy looks soft and strong as he pushes upwards, you know people are going to go feral seeing him so undressed. 
“Ready?” You ask him. 
Eddie still looks suspicious but he nods. 
You press play. 
“Now from the top, make it drop!”
Your leg swings up high in the air, you feel the stretch in your thigh. Eddie’s eyes go wide as he follows the movement. 
You drop down into a squat and bounce on your feet, and Eddie looks more and more suspicious. 
“That's some wet ass pussy!” 
You stretch your legs out, your ass in the air and begin shaking it in the best twerk you can. 
“OKAY!” Eddie yells, “Nope!” 
He runs in front of you, curling over your body to shield you from the camera‘s view. “Stop!” He says but you keep twerking and laughing as he scrambles to reach for your phone. 
His face comes into full view of the camera. 
“That’s all for me and not for any of you. Bye assholes.” 
And then he clicks the recording off. 
“Eddie!” You laugh from the floor. 
“Nope. Not happening.” 
You pout as you look up at him. 
“That face ain’t gonna work on me, princess. No butt shakes or whatever.” 
You snort, “It’s called twerking.” 
“Whatever. I don’t care.” 
He walks back over to the bed and drops down, grabbing his book. 
“Come here. Let me read to you.” He says, patting the space next to him. 
You decide that TikTok can wait. 
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[Tiktok Video] 
Your Username: Eddie wasn’t so sure about this one. #Couples #WAP 
-COMMENTS-
User28474: Omg his face!! 😂
Jemmagirl_: Stop he is so fucking HAWT 
Misterniceguy: That ass thoooooooo 
Bravebailey99: 😍😍 So cute! 
another1bitesdustin: Put a shirt on Eddie! 
Katesmithx: Couple goals! 🤩
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cyverrieee · 1 year
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Giving them a cup of coffee while their streaming
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!Male reader!
A/n: i just remembered watching a TikTok about this idea was like why not make a story abt it lmao-
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— Venti
Venti was playing among us with his fans until you came in his room while streaming. You were holding a cup of coffee for him, he doesnt usually like coffee but if its either creamy or you made it, he will take it.
"do you need anything?"
The green braided male said, putting off his head phones as you put the cup down on his table
"i made you coffee"
You said, you bend down to his slight level and kissed him on the cheek without showing your face, Venti's chat started to panic
Areo_ii: AYO?!
Q_w_Q: BF?!
Zhongli-railme: OMG VENTI'S BF IS HAWT ASF MAN
Peepeeman: brooooooooooo HIS SIDE PROFILE IS HOT
"sorry i need to go to work"
You said, as you gave Venti one more kiss as you walk away, vibrating foot steps as you leave, and waved good bye for him, he also waved good bye as you went to work. He looked at his camera and proudly drank the coffee.
"i did say i do get bitches"
Venti said, winking at the camera and going on with the stream.
— Itto
Itto was playing Doors with Ayato, He noticed you behind his PC. His eyes sparkled when he sees you.
"Whatsup babe?",
He said, Everyone (exept Ayato) screamed. Everyone was spamming Itto's chat. It was wild..
Aquwi-_-: AYO BABE?NDKFNS
o3-2: OMG ITTO DOES GET BITCHES
-WoQw-: THE HIMBO GOT A LOVER?! DNA GNFNFNFFFAAAHDANGGG
And so on, you put a cup of coffee down to his desk, after that you kissed his head and waved good bye. Itto SCREAMED good bye and i think chat's ear drums went to Jesus. But that doesnt matter, Itto went back to his stream as usual. But the clippers wont stop >:)
— Ei / Raiden Shogun
"Awh nards"
She said, loosing to the other team in valorant, a hand crawled up to her camera and tapped on her shoulder. Sje turns around to see her best man holding a mug/cup of coffee.
"here's some coffee i brewed up"
You said, she nodded and took the coffee and drank it. You kneel down a bit and kissed her on the cheeks and left. She turns to her cam with a happy flustered look
MiO3: HOLY SHIIIIIITTTT RAIDEN IS NOT BITCHLESS ANYONE
Rai_Shan: YOOOOO
Pqeow: Slay raiden!!!!
She looked at the door and went back to her gaming, and she lost again she was sad :(
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Honestly i came back to this draft to finish and post it so i can have my motivation blown away lolll
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madhushala · 6 months
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bhai, ik a guy. and like he doesn't look copy paste like him but, potential h. recently he went to a party and bal val lambe kr rhe h and bhai idk eren yeager vibes like, man. so hot. the jaw, the hands. maybe i am ovulating but, bhai. hawt. if he gets a girl that's not be i will be sad bc kyunki bdiya ldka h. good vibes overall and we both hate ghobi.
(also, could be a new moot but, i deactivated my acc. feeling like a quirky ghost hehe. bye, take care)
you're so bhaicore i love the vibes how you just straight up dived into talking about a new crush no hi hello if this is a new moot im so excited??!!! im ovulating too btw i love gobhi :( also bhai bhai you can't leave me hanging about a guy who looks like eren what the fuck come back be here keep me update ily
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lovelykhaleesiii · 5 months
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Okay okay… a Targ bro concept…
The song Stacy’s mom but with Aegon and Aemond????
Like imagine being their friends MILFy big tiddie mom who they’re both obsessed with
I’m just-
I know you will understand me on this, so I had to share
K love you bye
okay normally I’m more into the dude’s being older and DILFY…. BUT THIS WOULD BE HAWT TOO
Especially for Aemond… cause he’s certified into his milfy big titty mums 🤭🥵
ily!!!! 💕
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That little part in bold, the way I understood it is that JK will come to regret his actions (don’t know if I got it right) but YES, RUIN HIM!!👏🏼
He pissed me off when he is over here getting mad at Oc but he was sort of emotionally cheating already that hypocrite 💀
ALSO, the fact that Sora probably thought she won completely because she got Jungkook but Jungkook loses himself at the sight of Oc and that little stunt he pulled when he choked her because of other men looking at her like??? First of all your ex girl is HAWT. Second of all, she is not yours, who the eff are you to get mad?! He can shove his textile company where the son don’t shine and live off his wealth with Sora Hora and leave his baby mama ALONE, since he’s good at doing that 😈 yes, I’m gonna take a dig at him every chance I get hehe
Yus, your power to get us hooked on your stories! Lol
the regret came for him !! that’s why he’s been trying to get to junho for years now. like we know he’s been in contact with them after he left.
it’s the audacity tbh. the double standards.
LMAOOO i’m wheezing 💀💀😭 he definitely does not own oc so why does he think he can control her now too 🧏🏻‍♀️ sora hora ???? 😭 BYE
ty for reading & making me laugh <3
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gosh a tiring week
of course low expectations are always good, nothing happened yesterday the boss couldnt sit near me anyway because i was last to arrive almost and he was over the other sde with mean big blonde woman. he did say bye to me though i tried to look better today but he wasnt there. maybe monday. we start our new things on monday which should be cool ezcept the dude wont be there so maybe the boss will chime in. be REALLY good if i excelled but im not putting any pressure on myself im just going to be myself and enjoy it. see what happens eh.
other than that nothing exciting happened, today of course my voice was clear and beautoflul but yesrterday it was cracky and i was nervous. doesmt nmatterb ecause i got thru 20 calls today.
i DID however go for a HIIT run on sunday... crazy. after doing nothing i just felt like it while i was walking on the treadmill. see the possiblities of living alone. ive tried to continue with that in doing some exervises today and yesterday for your gut. i did realise though that my arms are getting flabby on the top so i need to work on that. ideally ill look HAWT next week and see how things go. ill have to make the most of enoying my time alone an in fron of the tv while working bc idk how chill they will be at the other it seems like they want us to do back to back calls. but im hoping i can transition over to a less call role and more looking at the survey EXEUTIVE style. idk why but hes so cute in a weird way. am sure he wouldnt feel the same about me... sadly
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Not 2 be a slut rn but I'd pay BIG money to have Kirk grab me by the throat during backshots 🏃‍♀️🏊‍♀️🏊‍♀️🏊‍♀️
GET IN LINE NONNIE🙄✋
If anyone’s gonna get raw-dogged it’s me🤨
Kirk if you see this, I would do anything for you.
But srsly, he’s so fine🧎🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️🫠
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luthien-under-bough · 7 months
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OK okay…Here I go, it's not exactly spicy, but I guess Luth will prolly make it spicy but, ok..here goes. I thought of it because other anon said it's so cute him taking her around DS like he did in KL. But I also thought if she isn't sure about a surprise when he mentions it at first.Hear me out, that moment between him saying bye to her and Daemon opening his body eyes I'm sure was eternal. So I wonder if she will be ok with him wanting to run her around DS? Does that make sesne?
What I mean is if he says he has a surprise for her will she worry if he's up to it yet? I just think she's going to be over protective and a worry wort over his recovery. So ok, I'm not making sense. The whole point of that is to say the hawt idea it inspired right? So he gets her to go with him and takes her to, like other Anon said that amazing hot spring, special place.
Daemon wants them to enjoy the spring together of course. His excuse is the heated water will be good for his muscles. It's just a great night, one thing leads to another of course and things start to get physical. And I thought it would be very sweet and also hawt if he gets her riled up. She's not sure if they should actually have sex yet. If he's up for it.
But he can reassure her that he's ok. I think he tells her before he's not going anywhere, or he won't leave her. I just think that she has a thing about people leaving her.. like her mum. And also about his recovery. And I even making sense?
All of that to say after convincing her, they have outercourse in the hot spring. It's a compromise to them both. She just worries. But they want each other enough that they do. The Daemyra fandom needs more outercourse. There's too little. I hope this made sense. Ok Thoughts?
OK ANON, I am picking up what you're putting down for sure. There's spice here - and it's also very sweet! A lovely mix.
I think you make some excellent points here - Rhaenyra would definitely be worried about his recovery, especially after losing her mum. As a ghost he was essentially indestructible, and even though now having him in the flesh is so much better, there's a fragility to it that makes her afraid.
I'm digging the outercourse idea! WHAT IF in order to reassure her - they return to their roots? Daemon tells her to close her eyes, and just listen to his voice. It brings her back to those early days before they could touch, when she just got herself off listening to him talk to her. Only now it's so much better because she can feel him and he can touch her too. He just holds her against him in his lap, she rubs herself against him, or rides his thigh - still super intimate and hot without the penetration.
Thank you for this! A lovely thing to wake up to in my inbox! :)
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Just a random thought, but imagine if Jamil is literally singing and dancing Maharani to you. Everytime the song pops up, I can just imagine Jamil performing to it and I just LMAO OKAY BYE
He gonna be so hawt shetsheyshet kiligin si ellie HAHAHAHAHAH I'm gonna scream if Azul dances for me so I know Ellie will do a backflip id Jamil danced for her
- Swarma 🌻🪻
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missmeinyourbones · 2 years
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HELLO BUBS <3 ok ok soooo oo ooo i think deku would be drawn to ur sweet and cheerful personality BUT once he gets to know u better he’s HOOKED like he always wants to take care of u when u’re unwell and listen to ur problems and just dote on u and spoil u… PLUS i can imagine u poking at him or pinching him or even chomping on him and he’d just be like 🥰 my baby’s so cute 🥰 y’know??? that’s just the vibe… you 2 would be the couple everyone’s rooting for
also jean for obvious reasons <3 throughout the whole period he’s crushing on u he can’t stop thinking wow leah is so HAWT and he gets a little starry eyed… NOT like he’d admit it or anything lol he’s a bit of a loser when it comes to cute girls
aaaaaand for hq for a short term crush i think oikawa (#2 on top 10 anime villains) would love to tease u and for a long term crush ushijima (#1 on top 10 anime villains)!!! his wife-material detector would go off in his head like BRRRRRTTT and next thing u know he’s on one knee
ok that’s all um don’t forget i love u ♥️ bye bubs!!!
HI BABY I LOVE U OMG
izuku spoiling me sounds like an absolute dream 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 love me a big strong sweet man who deals with my antics…jean also fits into this category boy would i LOVE to make him sweat
ok so im still only like 4 episodes into HQ but i have heard about sir oiwaka on here lol and from what ive seen i do think he’d be my type of man 🤨🤨🤨 but ill have to be in the lookout for whoever ushijima is
what character would be into me?
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Yeeeeeaaaaaaaaah :
My friend and I now express our feelings by using Sherlock cast’s pictures .
That’s HAWT 🖤
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basilly · 3 years
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y/n protection squad || p!tommy,tubbo,&ranboo x reader
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. request:  platonic hcs for ranboo, tubbo, and tommy; reader is a minor and recently she did a face reveal; and she gets all these sexualised comments cuz ✨ye she hawt✨; buuut she's clearly uncomfortable but she’s too overwhelmed to know how to address it
. urgh this one pains my heart ppl need to stop sexualizing minors T^T
. pronouns: she/her
. CW// sexual comments & slut shaming  
. basilly’s 300 event masterlist!
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. being a faceless streamer had its benefits- but you were finally ready for a reveal
. with a subgoal ofc
. after hitting 35,000 subs, you planned your face reveal, although a bit nervous
“y/n you’ll be fine- they’ll love you” “but it’s easier for you guys- they know what you two look like and have some sort of idea for you ranboo” “yea if anything happens we will be willing to fight them- well maybe not fight but you get the idea.”
. with their support, you were ready
“hey chat! we all know today is a very important stream, recently we just hit our 35,000 sub goal, and I promised you guys a face reveal!”
. chat was so excited
“YESS I ALREADY KNOW YOU’RE STUNNING” “FDKJHKS I’M SO EXCITED”
. after a little bit more of anticipation- you started the countdown
“Ready? 3...2...1!”
. you almost teared or even cried a bit- chat was so supporting and sent floods of comments
“Oh my gosh- thank you guys, the primes, the subs- TOMMY thank you for the 15! And Tubbo- Ranboo! thank you guys so much for the 15!”
. the chat knew of your guys’ friendship and thought about how adorable their support was
. after answering some questions and chats, you noticed a couple comments
“y/n can rail me omg” “@fansfriend i’d hit that”  “Damn she’s kinda sexc”
. these comments weren’t common during the stream, but luckily your mods caught them and quickly banned them
. the boys had also seen them, also quickly banning the users as well, noticing you starting to get uncomfortable after a while
“Ok chat- I’m going to go! I’ll see you next time! Bye!”
. quickly ending stream, you tried to get them out of your mind
. over the next week, there were a lot of comments similar, and although you had some of the best fans out there defending you, it didn’t make it better
“can you guys stop sexualizing y/n?? she’s a minor and that's disgusting- not matter the age” “I mean she’s kinda asking for it” “HOW THE-” “oml why can’t we wear anything without getting commented on by creepy guys”
. you didn’t really want to talk to the boys about it- but they had talked to you first
Tubbo: “hey y/n?” Y/n: “Whats up tubzo?” Tubbo: “Are you okay? I mean- we’ve all seen those comments” Y/n: “Um- not really, they’re really uncomfortable” Ranboo chimed in this time.  Ranboo: “I’m sorry- we’ve been trying to ban people who say that stuff but we should do something” Y/n: “No, guys, don’t worry about it-”  Tommy: “What do you mean?!!? There are GROWN MEN making disgusting comments about you- you think we aren’t going to do anything?? I’m making a statement tomorrow.”  Y/n: “Tommy-”
. you had held him off for that day, but relieved that they were making and effort, and you really appreciated it
. as you were watching tommy’s stream the next day, you noticed he was in a call with the other two, tubbo and ranboo as well
Tommy: “Hey guys- this is a very important message. I think a lot of us have seen our best friend y/n’s face reveal and there’s been a ton of creepy comments.” Ranboo: “This statement also comes from all three of us and a majority of the mcyt community” Tommy: “yea- if we see or hear anymore sexualizing comments like that, you will be blocked and banned.” Tubbo: “These comments are not okay- y/n, like us are minors and you need to respect that.” Ranboo: “Y/n just wanted to treat and surprise you guys with a face reveal, it was not an invitation for comments like those.”
. you felt a little emotional- you quickly sent them all thank you messages and subs, and made a note to call them later
. these boys have your back 24/7, and you would have theirs too
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I just wanna ask, and don’t get mad at me cause I’m genuinely curious, how do you stan Ron? Like, I like him, but he is definitely misogynistic (slut shaming Ginny, treating hermione like she owes him something and being mad that she kissed someone years before, always objectifying Fleur, and acting like girls who aren’t pretty aren’t worth much). Like, by DH I feel like he definitely has mostly grown out of it, but still 6/7 books he’s kinda unbearable IMO
how do you stan Ron? 
Like this:
OH MY GOD HAVE YOU SEEN. HAVE YOU SEEN HIM DID YOU SEE MY BABY OH MY GOD. WHEN HARRY’S ARM HAD GONE KABLOOIE BECAUSE OF LOCKHART AND HE. RON. HE WAS. HELPING HIM GET DRESSED???? OH MY GOD BABY???? HHHHNNNNGGGG. AND. AND. AND ALSO WHEN HE. OMG. WHEN HE WAS PUTTING FOOD ON HIS FRIENDS’ PLATES LIKE. MOM FRIEND ALERT MOM FRIEND ALERT MOM FRIEND ALERT. AND THE WAY HE’S ALWAYS BLUSHING AND BEING EMBARRASSED AT THE SLIGHTEST PRAISE BUT ALSO HE’S SO DESPERATELY SEEKING IT BUT HE KNOWS HE CAN’T TAKE IT AND EEK EEK EEK THAT’S SO CUTE SOMEONE HOLD ME IT’S ADORABLE RONALD WEASLEY YOU ARE SO GOING TO BE THE DEATH OF ME IT’S ILLEGAL TO BE THIS CUTE!!!!
Ok and then.
he is definitely misogynistic 
No. And here’s why.
slut shaming Ginny 
Yes, that was wrong. And guess what, that’s also something he probably - scratch that, definitely - picked up from his mother. And also his brothers, recall how Fred and George too don’t like to see Ginny go around with boys. There’s also something to recall: Ron was there when Ginny was taken into the Chamber of Secrets and learned later that it was because she had trusted an older guy. You seriously wouldn’t be paranoid about who your sister dates after that? It was wrong. Yeah. And he more than learned his lesson when Ginny clapped back by virgin-shaming him and basically told him that he was childish because he hadn’t have a relationship yet. So would that make Ginny sexist too? Or is it just for Ron?
treating hermione like she owes him something 
..................... uuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhh... when? When the fuck did anything like that happen?
He made a prat of himself at the Yule Ball, that much is obvious. But he didn’t tell her anything like “you should be with me” or didn’t insinuate anything of the sort. He was a jealous bitch but kept attacking Krum, not Hermione.
If you mean in sixth year when he treated her with “icy, sneering indifference” for the course of two weeks, yeah that was bad but that’s not “treating her like she owes him something”, the fuck?
being mad that she kissed someone years before 
Yeah. I know. And that was bad, ooooh you got me to admit Ron did bad stuff, that’s what you want to see, right? And I reckon he was also mad that she hid it from him, and that he had to learn it from his sister of all people. We see Ron handles what he considers betrayals terribly. I have some meta discussing the possibility that he has a form of Rejection Sensitive Dysphoria.
always objectifying Fleur 
Um... no, he doesn’t. He makes a stupid comment about her once in GOF then stops. Let’s also fucking remember that Fleur is a Veela, she literally makes guys stare at her as part of her powers!! I’m not blaming her because she’s literally born that way, but you can’t blame someone who is under magical compulsion either.
acting like girls who aren’t pretty aren’t worth much 
So tell me why he was friends with Hermione then?
Because Hermione wasn’t Emma Watson the super hawt sexy model goddess. Hermione was Mrs Generic. Until this once at the Yule Ball when she got the pretty princess perfect Mary Sue makeover but then stopped because she had to remain ~relatable uwu~.
Again. Ron made stupid sexist comments. But it’s actively shown that he doesn’t follow up on them. If he did indeed live by the motto “girls who aren’t pretty aren’t worth much”, explain to me why he wasn’t simping and drooling all over Padma Patil who is explicitly stated to be one of the prettiest girls at school when she was his date? Why exactly did he ignore her and was a miserable twat the whole evening instead of basking in the joy of having snagging a girl that was “worth it”? Well surprise, it’s because HE ACTUALLY ISN’T LIKE THAT AND WHAT HE SAYS IS MAYBE SHIT HIS “COOL OLDER BROTHERS” SAY AND HE THINKS THAT BY EXTENSION IT WOULD MAKE HIM COOL TO REPEAT IT. MIMETISM, THAT'S BASIC FUCKING HUMAN PSYCHOLOGY FOR FUCKING TODDLERS MY FUCKING GOD.
Like, by DH I feel like he definitely has mostly grown out of it, 
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so. so why. so why wouldn’t you. use that. as a reason. to stan him.
like.
fuck all the “hurr durr ron weasley the boy who made it out of the friendzone!!!!” bullshit, let’s start going with “Ron Weasley, the Boy who became a Man, and not one of those 'uugghh im such an alpha male’ ones but one that’s got the balls to say ‘hey love, I’ve got an idea, what if you kept doing that job you love and feel passionate about while I support you and do the majority of the childcare while also working a smaller job on the side so we’re never short on money’“
Why you people gotta be “yeah I like Ron BUTT” when you know full-well this fucking awful fandom will rake him over hot coals over the slightest mistake he does - worse, will actively go out of their way to interpret his positive moments in the most negative way possible??? Fuck off with that bullshit. Ron dared to say bad stuff omygah big deal, he was forgiven for it all and you’re just all cowards looking to feel “pure” by telling yourself “oh yeah but he was problematic once uwu”. FUCK. THAT. NOISE.
but still 6/7 books he’s kinda unbearable IMO 
And IMO he’s not, funny how that works
So.
I guess it’s impossible to stan Ron because he was problematic uwu.
Ok.
Then I hereby decree that it’s impossible to stan Hermione Granger because:
“I’ll bet you wish you hadn’t given up Divination now, don’t you, Hermione?” asked Parvati, smirking. [...] “Not  really,”  said  Hermione  indifferently,  who  was  reading  the  Daily Prophet. “I’ve never really liked horses.” She turned a page of the newspaper, scanning its columns. “He’s not a horse, he’s a centaur!” said Lavender, sounding shocked. “A gorgeous centaur . . .” sighed Parvati. “Either  way,  he’s  still  got  four  legs,”  said  Hermione  coolly.  “Any-way, I thought you two were all upset that Trelawney had gone?” - Order of the Phoenix, ch 27
wow casual use of a racial slur yay!!! A+
And it’s also forbidden to stan Harry Potter either since:
It was raining hard now, and she was nowhere to be seen. He simply did not understand what had happened; half an hour ago they had been getting along fine. “Women!”  he  muttered  angrily,  sloshing  down  the  rain-washed  street with his hands in his pockets. “What did she want to talk about Cedric  for  anyway?  Why  does  she  always want to drag up a subject that makes her act like a human hosepipe?” - Order of the Phoenix, ch 25
and
“Harry! There you are, thank goodness! Hi, Luna!”  “What’s  happened  to  you?”  asked  Harry,  for  Hermione  looked  distinctly  disheveled,  rather  as  though she had just fought her way out of a thicket of Devil’s Snare.  “Oh,  I’ve  just  escaped  —  I  mean,  I’ve  just  left  Cormac,”  she  said.  “Under  the  mistletoe,”  she  added in explanation, as Harry continued to look questioningly at her.  “Serves you right for coming with him,” he told her severely.  “I thought he’d annoy Ron most,” said Hermione dispassionately. “I debated for a while about Zacharias Smith, but I thought, on the whole —”  “You considered Smith?” said Harry, revoked. - Half-Blood Prince
Victim-blaming! Nice Harry, nice. Always classy.
Ok, Ginny stanning is already cancelled because she virgin-shamed Ron, right, so who’s left, who’s left... ah yeah:
“There you go,” said Fred proudly. “Best range of love potions you’ll find anywhere.” - Half-Blood Prince
Selling date rape drugs proudly ouh là là. Bye Fred.
"Do they work?” she asked.  “Certainly they work, for up to twenty-four hours at a time depending on the weight of the boy in question...”  “...and the attractiveness of the girl,” said George, reappearing suddenly at their side. “But we’re not  selling  them  to  our  sister,”  he  added,  becoming  suddenly  stern,  “not  when  she’s  already  got  about five boys on the go from what we’ve...”  “Whatever you’ve heard from Ron is a big fat lie,” said Ginny calmly, leaning forward to take a small pink pot off the shelf.
Assuming that only girls use love potions, and only on boys. Men never rape in JKR’s world, only women do, you heard it from George Weasley here folks, I’m just passing on the message. Ah and I hope you’re also starting the Fred And George Hate Club given how he’s also slut-shaming Ginny.
“What’s this?”  “Guaranteed  ten-second  pimple  vanisher,”  said  Fred.  “Excellent  on  everything  from  boils  to  blackheads,  but  don’t  change  the  subject.  Are  you  or  are  you  not  currently  going  out  with  a  boy  called Dean Thomas?” “Yes, I am,” said Ginny. “And last time I looked, he was definitely one boy, not five. What are those?”  She  was  pointing  at  a  number  of  round  balls  of  fluff  in  shades  of  pink  and  purple,  all  rolling  around the bottom of a cage and emitting high-pitched squeaks.  “Pygmy  Puffs,”  said  George.  “Miniature  puffskeins,  we  can’t  breed  them  fast  enough.  So  what  about Michael Corner?”  “I  dumped  him,  he  was  a  bad  loser,”  said  Ginny,  putting  a  finger  through  the  bars  of  the  cage  and watching the Pygmy Puffs crowd around it. “They’re really cute!”  “They’re  fairly  cuddly,  yes,”  conceded  Fred.  “But  you’re  moving  through  boyfriends  a  bit  fast,  aren’t you?”  Ginny turned to look at him, her hands on her hips. There was such a Mrs. Weasley-ish glare on her face that Harry was surprised Fred didn’t recoil.  “It’s none of your business. And I’ll thank you” she added angrily to Ron, who had just appeared at George’s elbow, laden with merchandise, “not to tell tales about me to these two!”
Ah, good on you for defending yourself, Ginny, but remember, Ginny stanning is prohibited because she’s been problematic in the past and is gonna be problematic in the future and that’s baaaaaaad. Careful kids, don’t get ideas. It’s problematic to like people who’ve done problematic things.
So I guess nobody can like anything or anyone now. Sorry guys. Liking things is evil, what if the thing you liked had, OR USED TO HAVE, *gasp* flaws, can’t take that risk, ohmygah.
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