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unfinshedsentec · 2 years

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Wanna request toman member reader and tsundere mikey who got rly jealous after seeing reader is out on a cafe going lovey dovey with haitanis. Mikey sulked after saying she’s a traitor going out w tenjiku n shit & reader wondered wtf is wrong with him, then he accidentally confessed his feelings and jealousy and reader is like… oh mikey they’re my half brothers yk

hey love! Thank you so much for requesting! I really hope you like this! (And I’m sorry this is rushed I’ve been super busy)

In any case here’s Mikey and lord knows we need Toman Mikey

IDIOT || MANJIRO SANO

reader is gender neutral!

pairing: manjiro (mikey) sano x reader

tw: cursing, and dumass-ness (it’s Mikey)

Manjiro Sano wasn’t exactly one to get incredibly jealous.

Sure, he may get pouty sometimes, but he rarely gets truly angry because of jealousy.

He just had no reason too. He was the leader of one of the best gangs in Tokyo, he had amazing friends, and he was interested in someone who clearly brought out the best him. If anything, his life was as could as it get right now.

The only way it could get better was to become official with the person he was interested in….you.

You had always been someone to stand by him. You always fought for or with him, and when he was down, you were always the one who picked him up. You were truly the best most beautiful person in Mikey’s life, and Mikey wanted nothing more than to stay with you forever.

That’s why he sort’ve why he let his feelings come to light.

He didn’t exactly say he loves you, but he made it as clear as could be. He stared at you constantly, he always kept an arm around you, he always talked about you in a more-than-friend way, hell, he’s gotten so close to kissing you that Draken started taking pictures.

Mikey thought he had made his feelings very clear. But somehow it wasn’t enough, because here you were, out with not one, but BOTH of the Haitani brothers, clearly flirting.

Of all the people in the world….why them? Mikey couldn’t help but ask himself this while he watched you laugh so hard you almost peed yourself. A bright blush was on your cheeks, as you hugged and kissed both their cheeks so many times he lost count.

The blonde couldn’t take his eyes off the sight. Not only had you just betrayed Toman, but you also managed to shatter Mikey’s heart into pieces in an instant.

Just how long had you been helping Tenjuku? How long had you been toying with Toman? How long had you been toying with Mikey? The thought of it all just hurt him so much that he thought he would truly vomit.

The longer he watched, the sicker he felt. Very quickly though, Mikey saw red.

He no longer moped in sadness, but in absolute anger. He was doing everything in his power to not just snap right there and then.

Unfortunately, when Mikey saw you get up and walk towards an ice cream truck, presumably for the three of you, he just couldn’t hold back. Mikey marched right up to you, grabbed your wrist and just went off.

“HOW COULD YOU, HUH?! YOU FUCKING TRAITOR!”

“…what?” you questioned, truly baffled by Mikey’s outburst.

“DON’T THINK I DIDN’T SEE YOU GOING OUT WITH THEM! YOU’RE REALLY FUCKING DOING THIS TO TOMAN?! I SHOULDV’E KNOWN….I SHOULD’VE KNOWN YOU DAMNED TENJUKU SPY” Mikey continued.

“Manjiro are you delusional?”

“WHA-YOU’RE THE ONE WHOSE FUCKING GOING OUT WITH THE HAITANI BROTHERS!”

“Bu-“ you tried saying, but you got cut off by Mikey, who was absolutely going bat-shit.

“I LOVE YOU Y’KNOW! I WANTED NOTHING MORE THAN TO BE WITH YOU! FUCK, I WANTED TO MARRY YOU….BUT NO! HERE YOU ARE BETRAYING EVERYONE! DAMMIT, HOW COULD I HAVE EVER LOVED A TRAITOR LIKE THAT……” Mikey trailed off. His eyes sort’ve went blank and he only stared at you, lost.

“…. you love me?”

“Shut the fuck up you Tenjuku scum” Mikey mumbled before turning away, only to be stopped by you.

“Mikey!” you yelled forcing him to face you.

“What-“

Mikey was cut off a soft, mesmerizing feeling touching his lips. He couldn’t help but melt into the feeling as he harshly kissed you back. His tongue slipped in between your lips as he fought for dominance.

Unfortunately, just as he won, you breathless pulled away, gasping.

“Mikey….” You whispered, deeply looking to Mikey’s glimmering, yet confused black eyes. Suddenly, he shook his head and angrily glared at you. “What the fuck was that?! You’re not supposed to do that you traitor!”

“But, Mikey-“

“No! Why would you do that?!” he fought back.

“MIKEY-“

“WHY?!” he began screaming.

“GOD DAMMIT MIKEY DO YOU NOT HAVE YOUR HEAD ON STARIGHT?! I DON’T LOVE THE HAITANI BROTHERS, I LOVE YOU! HOW COULD YOU NOT SEE THAT YOU DENSE ASS! AND HOW COULD BE SO STUPID TO THINK I WOULD EVER LIKE MY OWN BROTHERS! MY LAST NAME IS ‘HAITANI’ FOR FUCKS SAKE!”

For a second, everything went quiet. Everyone in the park nosily started at you and listened to your conversation, while Mikey just gave you a nervous, yet blank look. Clearly, Mikey remembered you talking about the Haitian’s being your half-brothers.

“….Oh. I forgot” Mikey blankly answered.

“You fucking Idiot”

“…I’m your idiot though” Mikey grinned, intertwining his hand with yours.

“You sure are”

From there, you stuck by your idiot boyfriend’s side, no matter what. No matter how hurt or angry he was, you always sat down and picked him up again. Even after the fight with Tenjuku…after you fought your brothers, you ran away and followed Mikey out of the battlefield.

You stuck by him through it all, and truly showed Mikey how to love. And for that, Mikey couldn’t be more grateful.

You really are the most important thing in Mikey’s life. And to think, he almost ruined everything by forgetting your last name!

masterlist || reblogs are very appreciated <3

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gojoest · 8 months

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Hey, sorry for the non-horny ask, I wanted to know your thoughts on this. Do you think it is unreasonable to want a partner who accepts me being into fictional characters? Not like the basic 'yeah x is hot' but like selfshipping and stuff?

hi beloved! first of all — there’s no need to apologize — i’m always open to non-horny topics, too :,)

i’m sorry in case someone made you think it’s unrealistic or bad to selfship with fictional characters while in an irl relationship. selfshipping is literally for everyone regardless of their relationship status, and besides being a very personal experience, it is also a hobby, something you enjoy doing, sometimes even something that helps you cope with unpleasant situations taking place in your life.

personally, selfshipping for me is also like a safe space i can use as a shelter whenever i feel bummed out for whatever reason literally. and i’ve come to realize it’s not the actual scenarios i create in my mind with my faves but the process of daydreaming itself that calms me down during weird times. bc during that timeframe my mind is completely offline, i am away from any negativity coming from the outside world or the one within myself even. it’s like i’m reading this amazing book inside my brain and i’m so much into it and that scene unfolding in my imagination that i, for a split second, forget what or who i was pissed at earlier that day. and when i close the book, i feel oddly better. kind of relieved yk? if that makes any sense. so if someone tries to take this away from me, i will let them, even make them, take their belongings and leave, will hold the door open for them if you will.

but rly i can’t find a logical reason for someone to be against their partner being involved in this unless they can’t separate reality from fiction. which is a huge problem and a major red flag imo. it’s very unhealthy and controlling, i think, to make you stop doing something you enjoy just bc they feel “uncomfortable” for whatever sick reason that is none of your problem but theirs alone. it’s not like you’re actually cheating on them, we’re talking about non-existent characters from anime, manga, books, movies etc. like if your partner is immature and delusional enough to get jealous over literal pixels, imagine how much their behavior might eventually escalate whenever you interact with actual people from flesh and blood. that’s just alarmingly toxic i think.

#[ ai—mail ]

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sorvete-de-pacoca · 9 months

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leave me or watch me die in your arms

This is the prototype of Good People, I'm quite proud of it so I will post it here.

//nsfw, pseudo incest (bc they 're not rly father/son)

Luciano drinks alone tonight. A regular thing since Martin had kicked him out, threw his clothes at his feet and slammed the door in his face. The blond had gotten tired of trying to save anything between them when Luciano wasn’t putting any work on it. It had been a month already and just yesterday he saw that he posted a photo of him with Manuel. The blond still ignores him. Oh well, at least he’s happy. It was his fourth glass and he was already tipsy. While not human, it didn’t mean the alcohol had no effect on beings like them. He wanted to get his mind empty for a moment and not struggle with all the confused feelings he had been dealing with.

“Easy there, you’re gonna drink the whole bar at this rate” Luciano is startled by a sudden hand gripping his shoulder, and goes wide-eyed when the culprit of his mental turmoil smiles at him. Afonso sits at his side and orders a drink, plus a glass of water that he slides at him “here, we don’t want you puking all over the place do we?”

“I’m not gonna-” he slurs but the hiccup in his throat says otherwise. He’s embarrassed that he’s getting babied by his father in the worst moment ever. What the hell was he doing in Rio de Janeiro anyway?

“We have a meeting this week you airhead” Afonso's answer makes him realize he had said that out loud.

“Oh” He knew there was something to do with sugar exportation!

“What happened? You don’t look like yourself”

“I’m fine…” now get out

“Okay…” Afonso doesn't push for an answer and takes a swing of his drink. Luciano knew this was another one of his tricks, pretending to be uninterested until he felt comfortable enough to start spilling the beans. He did that since Luciano was a kid and it was working again, damn it.

“Martin kicked me out…”

“Oh? When?” Afonso questions.

"Last month, I think."

“You guys looked fine! What happened?”

“I..don’t wanna talk about it right now.”

Afonso nods and doesn’t push. Luciano catches him pursing his lips.

C’mon, ask. I know you wanna ask if he knows.

But he doesn’t. Instead he changes the subject. Luciano sighs and just goes with it. The real subject they should be discussing is getting ignored. But after a few more shots he can let loose. They laugh together about some dumb thing that happened when Afonso went grocery shopping. And about Francis' new lover.

“Looks like he won’t stop until he has dicked down the whole Europe!” Luciano’s comment makes Afonso burst into laughter. After recovered Afonso curses

“Foda-se. Guess not everyone is lucky with love huh?”

Luciano agrees with half of a smile. Afonso realizes his mistake “Oh shoot! I’m sorry I didn't mean to…”

“It’s fine, it's fine.” Luciano snorts, with his elbow over the counter, his cheek rested on his hand,“Things were not working out anyway. It wasn’t…fun anymore.”

“Relationships aren’t always fiery and passionate, you kids gotta remember that. Hope you two can still make amends.”

“Maybe I want someone else” Luciano let it escape. Once again Afonso presses his lips together. All of Luciano’s mental brakes were gone thanks to the alcohol, He slid his hand closer to him, nudging his’.

“Luciano..”

“I guess… it would be easier if we were strangers to each other” Their eyes meet, and he wants to drown in the dark green of those eyes. "Don't you agree?"

Afonso’s fidgets with his glass. “You’re…” the older man begins “a good son for me Luciano. I wouldn’t want to forget about that”

Luciano 's expression turns sour.

I’ve never agreed to that

Luciano bumps into the counter when he gets up, wanting to get out of there as fast as he could. He places money for the barman, not caring for the change. Afonso, startled, doesn’t try to call for him.

It’s your fault. Afonso 's brain accuses. It always was. His ugly heart caused him pain again. Stop moping, get up and go help him like a decent father would do! His mind ordered. It should have surprised him to find Luciano still outside struggling to open the car’s door, but it didn’t. Just like it didn’t surprise him to see the young man turn around and stare at him, his cheeks flushed by the alcohol.

“What are you doing here?” Luciano asked in the same panic as someone that was found embarrassing himself.

Afonso walked up to him, they were so close their chests were touching, he could feel Luciano’s breath on his neck. Damn kid was taller than him now. Afonso grabbed the keys pendant between his fingers and unlocked the car’s door. Luciano stayed behind him, immovable, his eyes scanning him. He goes and opens the back door for him.

“Give me your address-” Afonso was going to say he would drive him home. But is cut by Luciano, who pushes him into the back seat.

“Wha–!?”

“Not now. Not tonight. Let me…” the young man clumsily manages to sit on his lap, his legs spread and his hands resting on the older man’s chest. “You owe me this…”

Luciano pins him, burying a hand under his shirt and lifting it, exposing the man’s stomach. Like a hungry man he leans and tastes the skin. Afonso had all the strength necessary to push him away. But his own body betrays him, he doesn’t move. Why can’t he move?

You know why

“Mine” Luciano groans as he nips the flesh. Causing Afonso to shiver. His breath hitches when the younger man applies more pressure into the bite. Luciano pushes up his shirt and Afonso catches himself helping him by lifting his body just enough so he could take it off. Luciano leans closer, he can see the drunk desire in his eyes. A reflection of his own. Luciano's kiss is messy, one he was holding up for a long time. Afonso can taste the alcohol in his breath but he couldn’t care less. He also doesn’t care for the weak voice of his conscience telling him to stop and how he was once again taking advantage of Luciano’s moment of weakness. The dragon inside his heart once again desired to take, the beast claws his son’s back, bringing him closer.

In his desperation Luciano moves his hips against him. His guts burning in need. Afonso groans into his mouth when he feels the younger man’s erection against him. There was a sick pleasure watching the younger nation so desperate, enough to rut him like an animal. His hands travel downwards and he grabs his ass, pressing him closer.

“Ah fuck” Luciano gasps and speeds his thrusts. A wet spot already forming in the fabric of his shorts. He would love to fuck Afonso properly but in his state he would rather die than stop right now. The image of it fueling his fire. He imagines him pinning the older nation and fucking him while he sobbed his name. Luciano lifts him by his waist and positions him so both cocks are rubbing together. Afonso moans, his hands now are over his torso. He grabs his shirt and pulls.

“Faster…” He demands. And Luciano obeys. And when his thrusts lose rhythm he assumes he's already close. And without a warning Luciano abruptly stops. He moans while cumming under his shorts. Wanting his turn, Afonso keeps him in place while grinding against him, chasing his own release. But when Luciano leans abruptly he freezes. He can’t see what he’s looking at with the man towering over him, but Luciano bites his lips, shutting himself up and hiding after spotting a couple standing a few meters from the car they're in.

Damnit, he forgot they’re in public.

By the shadows moving inside the car, the couple had left, with a good story to tell their friends, that was sure. Under him, Afonso groans annoyed. Already guessing what had happened.

“Are they gone?” he asks.

“Yeah..”

Afonso tries to push him and Luciano promptly moves out of the way. He moves to the front seat, the other man stays on the back. Right, he was going to drive his drunk ass back home. When he stops at a red light the light of a pole illuminates inside. Afonso grimaces at his own pants, a wet spot painted his left side. From the rearview mirror he notices Luciano staring outside. Probably the high of his orgasm had runned out and now embarrassment was hitting. Afonso decides to keep quiet during the ride. Luciano only breaks the silence occasionally to give him directions to his house, one of the many the nation had, little particular museums some of their kind kept along their respectives territories. Afonso had a faint memory of this one, but it seems it was reformed recently. He opens the door for Luciano but it ends up not being necessary, he could walk just fine.

Luciano crashes on the couch. Afonso needs water so he makes himself at home and goes to his kitchen. He had forgotten to do the dishes, denounced by the pile of dirty plates and cups in the sink. Also forgot to buy groceries based on what he saw in his fridge. God, how did he survived during all these centuries? Afonso drinks his water in one go from a tea cup. He then splashes water in his face to calm down his own nerves. He hoped Luciano had already fallen asleep to avoid the awkwardness. When he goes to check he’s satisfied he was conceived at least one blessing today. Luciano had only time to take off his shoes before snoozing. Afonso smiles, his son looks so calm and serene.

You ruined him.

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Luciano wakes up next morning with a faint memory of last night, a headache and a clean sink.

#hetalia #lh brazil #hws portugal #hws brazil #portbra #wfsn

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skullrock · 8 months

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no one cares under the cut <3

(this is literally just my stream of consciousness being jotted down ksjdke)

LRJWKDHKWJDKEJDKEJWKW. this person i went to school with. has made me make her TWO!!!!!!! custom necklaces. and then said “oh sorry i can’t pay for that :/“ once i’m finished. and it’s MY FAULT for not making her pay first but i thought maybe the first time was just a fluke or something ??? she ghosted me for 3 weeks and then said “yeah i can’t afford this sorry :/“ when i ALSO!!!!! was going to sell her a custom for extremely cheap/materials only cost bc i knew she was going thru it and i think everyone deserves some dopamine. just very annoyed about it <3

and also i spent so much time and effort and money on my latest collection and got 3 orders and i feel rly devastated over it! it’s absolutely no one’s fault like i totally understand no one has disposable income rn and also it was a very niche project. i think i’m mostly upset that i was rly proud of it and thought i outdid myself and then it didn’t work out how i wanted :/ absolutely cannot blame anyone it’s just such a gamble and it’s hard to navigate. like sometimes people will be so into something i didn’t think they’d like and then other times it’s radio silence <\3 and i’m not sure how to traverse that but it’ll come with time!

also also i finally got into a fucking markettt but it’s on a day i’d usually work. and my boss won’t take over for me and let me go! even though she knows how much it means to me and how much it would help me! and i have covered for her NUMEROUS!!!!! times so she could go to fucking concerts. CONCERTS!!!!! and she won’t let me go to something that would actually help me significantly both professionally and financially! on top of her tormenting me and making me cry. i have done everything for her so blindly for almost two years… i even made a sheet for the day she’d have to take over with a to-do list and responsibilities AND ran it by my team who was happy to cover for me. and i told her i’d be there until i HAD to leave for the market. and she still said NO!!!! without even hearing me out! i fucking hate her i hate my job i hate how i’ve been feeling i. ugh. ugh.

also x3 my grandfather died on friday and i feel a little torn up about it bc on one hand we weren’t close but on the other we could have been. so i’m grieving who he could have been to me. and he was my last grandparent so that feels very bizarre. and i have to be work during his viewing and funeral. lol

ok <3 thanks if you read this sorry i’m like this xox

#han talks

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bigstupiddummie · 4 months

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making a post in the tags to “call out” a person is so dumb and childish and stupid, so i won’t put this in there. however, the admin of @wavehq is full lying on my name these days even though i haven’t talked to them or anyone else involved in there in like 6mos. and i rly want them to stop.

i don’t have my old discord account w ss. if anyone else has ss with me in them, u can add them to this post idc how ugly it makes me look. i talked a LOT of shit ( and pertaining to this story, about sel esp ) and called ppl some nasty names and any ss will incriminate me of that. so me talking shit isn’t a ‘gotcha’ anymore. i talked shit and called sel names, as well as k, and i know sel called me names, and im sure everyone else did too. whatevs.

yk what i never did ? i never made a “manifesto” about my ex friend, or priv-retweeted their personal ooc twitter account to mock them. i never helped create and work on an rpt blog, then went and consoled the person being mentioned in nasty messages in the blog on some “oh im so sorry this is happening to you ˙◠˙” shit when it was them the whole time. the worst i did was “fuck her, he’s a cunt, fuck them”, but dream, you lied to me a Lot!

and you’re lying in defending yourself by saying i “heavily hate” sid or anyone. i never have, never did, never will. the last thing i said to sid in like July was “hey, heres my ooc tiktok, im deleting discord. if i never hear from you again, take care.” and then i left rp and the rpc entirely. haven’t talked to or even perceived any of you in months.

you want to believe i’m “bringing this up now” to start stuff or something, but what stakes do i have in any of this? you and yours drove me out of the hobby i’ve loved since i was 12, used an rpt blog to force me to defend myself against your ugly claims at a time you Knew well and good i was absent and dealing with a family death ( and then came in my dms to comfort me ??? you and k both. ) . i lost all of my best friends of several years. trust me, i want no part of the rpc anymore. i don’t want back in. i don’t want to engage. this is a nothing tumblr account that ill never use again. consider, instead, that another person close to the situation and i shared similar experiences and realized there were too many untruths and inconsistencies to let it rest, rather than just ‘starting stuff’ to start stuff.

“sid says steph crops screenshots to make them look incriminating” aye , but i definitely gave my entire discord login out, more than once, and encouraged my friend at the time to go ahead and look for themselves ( they declined at the time. i can still give the login i really do not care. though idk if the login will work anymore bc the accounts been deactivated for, uh, 6 months.) i cropped ss where earthp members were telling me how K is making them uncomfortable and how they were worried lenny was being dragged around by K, that i did do. and i STILL let k know that that’s what they were saying. i can’t stress enough ive got Nothing here that im fighting for i just think its ugly to lie for so long to everyone

“steph heavily hates sid” i do not. note the last thing i said to sid, up there ^. we did follow each other on tiktok then, and then we didn’t speak for 6 months. as of this morning, we are no longer tiktok mutuals - so it goes. sid never owed me anything. i don’t hate them. they know ( and yk what, so do my irl work managers!!! bc this shit affected my actual real mental health!!! ) that the day things went down, i left work early sobbing full blown emotional episode, writing paragraphs in desperation, to the point of overwhelming them and myself. i loved them dearly, called them my ‘spouse’ and best friend everyday, etc. though i don’t know now if they knew more about you than they let on. anyway……. please don’t just be declaring shit about me like it’s fact ?? i don’t hate anyone. not even you dream! just stop lyinggggg i hate that

ye all made me feel like i was crazy and losing myself in my own paranoia omg??? and ye were in your private chats afterward going “well deserved!!!” who even are you what did i do to you omgggg are we not in our late 20s with lives and careers ?????

if this is all bc of heddie/reddie and avengefm ? its ships dude it’s dolls it’s not real and to commit so much energy and emotion to lying to protect ur ships/rps is troubling at best. and if its not about heddie/reddie, then i haven’t a NOTION bc you and i, even when we were friendly w each other, were not close enough to create a bond to break??? i didnt do anything to you but welcome you into my writing spaces and engage in yours to the best of my ability. i was transparent with you when my activity struggled or i needed a break for mental health reasons… but what you had done with your friends is what ruined my mental health ?… go figure ….

i know who was behind that blog because they came clean and told me your connection to it as well. i know sel said nasty things about me too - we’re human and humans love talking shit. but no one else ever took it as far as you did, dream.

i don’t want anything from you! just stop lying on my name i don’t “heavily hate” anyone. outside of my shit talking from 6mos ago, i haven’t said a word against anyone but yourself; i’ve called you a liar, here in this post, because that is what i believe you are.

nobody in my entire life brings up what happened in everwell more than you and k. i owned up to every part i had ( whether directly or by my unavailability, all of it ), i deplatformed and cut out my two best friends ( people i had had in my HOME and had met IRL they were real people to me!!!!! ) and apologized personally to everyone affected, while picking out a funeral outfit and consoling my crying family. these are all my cards on table. you don’t have to respond either. just omg quit lying about me and the way i feel and what my intentions are - if a mf wants to know what im thinking and feeling, they can just Ask me.

and k i don’t want anything from you either! your names in this post because you were involved, and you know your involvement with that blog and how you also came to console me after. outside of that, i do not think of you and do not care what you think of me.

sid, i don’t want anything from u all either and i meant it when i said if i never hear from you again, take care bc i did care for u lots and also invited you into my home bc you were a real person to me. just know for a fact that anything dream says i’m saying about you or feeling toward you is just pulled out of thin air for whatever reason.

i always thought ye all were great writers!!! and so did snags and lex, way back when it was about writing for the love of writing. i would say all the time “omg dream is so funny” “omg k is cracking me up”, and they’d agree. hell if they’re at all in the rpc anymore and see this - hey guys! sorry shit got so ugly. you’ll never guess who was behind it.

i left the rpc and got mental help. i hope ye can get some help too.

* this is dream bringing sel into the Issues and tying her directly to k, btw. you keep saying you didn’t bring sel into the k stuff, but “they’re besties” “she and sel” “they want peach to drop eddie so sel can pick up eddie” this is where we’re getting that from, bc you keep saying you only referenced sel’s activity and didn’t connect her to k at all. i cropped out sids response. i can add it if need be but it’s just sid believing you.

this is where i’m pulling what im referencing in this post from. the second half is censored bc it doesn’t have to do with me.

this is me texting my irl work manager on the day sid and i last spoke. i was distraught and emotional and crying but ok yeah i “heavily hate” sid when the way everything went down broke me to bits OKAYYY

the censored names are the names of my irl managers like it was So Serious so don’t try putting words in my mouth about sid.

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44m4 · 1 year

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hi everyone its been about a week since the main was taken down & this is the longest i’ve had to wait for tumblr to get back to me about a terminated acct. i’m not rly sure i’ll get the main back at this point and its a bit annoying having to keep checking, so i’ll officially be putting the rp on a hiatus for now.

(if this were a tv show, you can think of this as a season break ! if or when the main is restored and the rp relaunches, the story might pick up where we left off like a ‘season 2′ of sorts.)

i’m so sorry about this, i know everyone’s put so much thought into their characters but its kind of impossible for me to run an rp without a main, not being able to promote in the tags, no one having access to info about the setting, etc. i had the thought to turn this into a discord rp tbh but idk let me know if thats something you’d be interested in, i guess ! anyway feel free to keep writing with each other on dash or feel free to make up different endings to the story so far, even. <3

#ooc #plot twist when tumblr restores the blog right after i post this

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hongism · 7 months

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Can I just say the grip that MOC has on me??? absolutely insane. Like I may rival Hongjoong type of insane, the way you write each character!!!like no character seems to be less complex or pushed in the background they all have such depth about them, same with the planets and side characters too! I absolutely love story telling like this and ugh I could gush about how much I love this story all day.

I wanted to ask questions about MOC but then I realized that all my questions would lead to more questions-

BUT I was thinking about moc hongjoong and it kinda occurred to me that he treats everyone differently and that wouldn’t be a problem if he was normal but now it makes me just side eye him?? Because I do believe that you can see the common denominator of his personality despite who he talks too(like Minho alluded) but it makes me wonder, if mc never actively went against his authority would he had still felt the need to manipulate her from the beginning? Or would he have just done it out of instinct but in a different way?

ALSO I was kinda confused? because everyone in moc likes to speak in riddles about their motives and feelings😭 But Hongjoong is so adamant that he doesn’t need MC even though Seonghwa insists(at the time at least) that he does. Does Hongjoong actually feel like he needs mc?

And I’ve been wondering Mc and Joongs dynamic, it seemed like be “good” at times. Ex: the times they’ve gone to save San together or when he sorta lets her off the hook for things. But it so easily gets flipped at any moment😭is that just because the hate is so strong on both sides that it’s just thin ice? or like revealed does Joon only let the good moments happen when he’s deciding what will make mc the most docile in the moment?

Also is the way Mc feels about Hongjoong(her wanting to be needed, the hatred so intense that anything is ammo, and this hatred going into obsession and in turn obsession making her want him so bad) similar to the way Hongjoong feels about Mc?(I use the term “feel” loosely but the intense hatred, obsession to break and mold her into what he wants)

Basically I think i’m asking does any part of Hongjoong hate Mc so much that it’s turned into “oooo he wants her so bad”like it has for mc(bc this child gives me second hand embarrassment sometimes but same) or is it just the “oooo the captain has a list major issues and mc is challenging a crazy person, therefore he’s just gonna act however makes mc fall in line) kinda like with his scene with Yunho where he was thinking “this simply won’t do.”

This ask is so long I’m so sorry idk what I’m talking about and I never have! No pressure if you can’t answer these yet because I have a billion questions about so many things in MOC that I won’t ask right now BUT I just wanted to tell you how much I admire your work.🥹🤍

hongjoong type of insane pls 😭 but rly thank you so much!! im so glad the characters read well and feel balanced across the crew bc that's one of the harder things to balance with the story haha <3

hongjoong does indeed treat everyone differently hehe part of that has to do with how he runs the crew, where he lets them decide how they want to be treated, but part of that is also just down to him and his personality too! there is indeed a common denominator like you mentioned as well! now, if mc never actively went against his authority, yeah he would have probably been way more normal towards her! which ofc makes it like damn girl you could have had everything you wanted at the cost of what? a slight bit of obedience? but then it wouldn't have been nearly as exciting or fun skksksk there definitely would still have been some manipulation on his part, mostly because that is something deeply rooted in him and something he constantly feels is necessary for 👁️reasons👁️

hongjoong very much puts up a front of not needing y/n, but he very much needs sirens. he knows that she's one, and he hates that that in turn means he needs her but he is adamant that his need for her is solely bc of what she is, not her as a person

hongjoong's mood towards y/n is highly dependent on her own mood towards him. when she acts more hostile, then he responds in kind. hongjoong reacts in extremes, and he does so to everything y/n does. there are times where mc does behave more obediently, and we'll see hongjoong be more lax in those moments, but he also very much likes to let her off the hook on certain things solely bc he wants to see her fail and be able to sort of have this "see, you failed, you need me to make the decisions for you" manipulation tactic

i think it is safe to say that their mutual hatred-obsession-strong lusting is on both ends to an extent but hongjoong wants mc to want him badly enough to make her look stupid bc he's a total psycho LKFJSLD but still we've seen seonghwa call him out point blank for being stupidly obsessed with her too so ! but it leans more on the side of what we saw him do with yunho <3

thank you so much again i love answering asks like this, i'm so sorry it took me such a long time to respond 🥹🥹🥹

#moc: spoilers #caly answers

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hazardsoflove · 2 years

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desperate to hear your list of reasons why eddie is not dying i need it i fear

oh i’m about to sound SO delusional rn it’s not even funny. no one contradict ANYTHING i say bc i need to live in this little fantasy world and this all could mean NOTHING but it means everything to me. okay here goes

i feel like joe quinn is doing WAYYY too much press n such for a character who’s just going to get killed off. like he’s doing magazine interviews n promo stuff like on netflix geeked etc etc i feel like why do all that if he’s just gonna die. like i’ve seen next to nothing w the actor who played argyle so idk. IDK idr how it was w other new characters who died like sean astin but i just feel it in my bones this means something

yeah they kill off a new character every season BUT they also KEEP a new character each season. max (and b*lly ig) in s2 and robin in s3. i just cannot see argyle mixing with the rest of the main cast or leaving ca (bc i feel like after s4 the byers are moving back) and that russian guy is for SURE not going to be seen again. and no one likes jason so like. that leaves eddie and he’s obviously the logical choice bc he fits in so well w everyone in the main cast like he’s been there the whole time

this one’s a little iffy BUT i also noticed that all the characters they introduce that they keep get like. rly involved w the upside down. like lucas brought in max in s2 and she’s still here and then in s3 robin got dragged into it w steve dustin + the rest of them bc of the russians under the mall thing and then the mind flayer and she’s still here. and then bc of what eddie saw dustin filled eddie in on the upside down and they told him everything and now he’s like. actively trying to help them defeat vecna. like bob (fly high) he was never directly involved jsut involved by proxy and never actually told Anything and then alexei in s3 also was like that he was just a scientist trying to open a gate he wasn’t Doing anything. eddie is Doing things like max and robin were

i know the entire szn is already finished filming so they can’t change anything bare on reception BUT i think they had to have known eddie was going to be the fan favorite of s4. there’s NO way he wouldn’t have been hellfire merch from like. hot topic is on back order until like fucking september/october. no one’s gonna want jason or argyle (even if i like him) or the russian guy over eddie. everyone likes him too much the audience AND the hawkins gang i feel like it would be a bad move on the writers’ part. and even a character like bob who was played by fucking sean astin i feel like wasnt This level of popular when st2 came out even tho that’s fucking sean astin. i didn’t even like bob that much until like an ep before he died i did not trust him. but look into eddie’s big brown cow eyes and tell me he should die

i know ppl think he’s gonna sacrifice himself or whatever and be the hero and not run but sorry he already did that when he dove after nancy and robin to save steve from the upside down!!! he’s IN this shit now he’s not running anymore and if the guitar solo scene is a distraction like ppl are saying that doesn’t mean anything. literally nothing. dustin’s there he’s not gonna just sit and watch eddie DIE he went up against russians with jsut a 10 year old girl a deadly weapon and a dream to save steve and robin he is not going to leave eddie to die ESPECIALLY bc he looks up to him so much and i definitely don’t believe that the rest of them would either

i would jsut be SUCHHHH a let down ending for his character if he’s just here to die. like what’s the point why introduce this complex dynamic character who fits in with EVERY ONE of the main cast that’s in hawkins rn just for him to die. literally NOOO reason to i just can’t see it happening i think that’s bad writing to waste the potential of a character w that much chemistry w everyone else. i just can’t see it happening

i just rly genuinely do not see it happening i know i am just maybe setting myself up for disappointment and wanting to kms BUT i have to move like this or else i will go out of my mind waiting for v2 i’ve gotten too attached and i’m not letting go so easily he WILL see s5 he WILL graduate

#i might be missing stuff but. heres my delusions (truth)#i have a list of characters i would sacrifice over him #i personally think jonathan hopper nancy and max out of main cast arent safe. and then i think jason isnt seeing the end of this szn #but who knows. i could be completely wrong but i dont move like this i WILL go out of my mind #*if i dont #answered #anonymous

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brooooswriting · 11 months

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Is that anon on crack or some shit? How tf can anyone feel so entitled and full of themselves. Anywho I'd go on a tangent about it, but whatever, let's say some positive shit instead..

Your writing is deadass absolutely amazing, haven't felt so happy reading fics in awhile. Personally absolutely love it! And according to the notes you get, so do the others. (Yes ofc there's 'always' room for improvement but that's literally what you're doing - improving, by publishing and practicing.) Anywho keep up the good work, you're doing fucking great.

And to that anon.. get fucked. (Unless you rly going through some shit, then I'm sorry for that but stop acting like a fuckin five year old and cope like a decent human being without dragging everyone else down)

Thank you very much. Your support means a lot to me. The comments I get do make my day a lot better and always give me new motivation to write.

And I do know that I’m not the best writer and I’m really happy about the constructive criticism I’ve been getting as it can help me improve.

#reader insert #brooooswriting #ask

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magnoliamyrrh · 1 year

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It really sucks bc I’ve had this sneaking suspicion since my early adolescence that I was molested by a preschool teacher. I have no actual memory but just a combination of UTIs + sadomasochistic behavior + nightmares + hypersexuality later made me suspect. But like. It could have been from everyone and their mom in my Balkan family constantly groping me :/ like it’s already blurry in my head this is just confusing me even more but at the same time I’m not sure I wanna know

thank u for sending this, i know its hard to even write this shit out sometimes. im sorry you went through any of this. yea, i went through a long period of not being sure what the hell happened if anything at all too. i still do at times. all the same symptoms + i also thought for a long time that maybe it was from all of,, the other stuff instead of anything else. its rly hard to try to make sense of it all, especially at those ages, and tbh yea, all those symptoms could v well just appear from the general family shit, especially depending on the severity of what was allowed and starting/ending when

... i think its fair to not want to know. i think its rly fair and normal to b either entirely opposed to knowing or just anxious and adverse sbt it. missing as well as blurry memories at those ages can v well be just normal, theres plenty of things ppl start to usually forget, but,, they can also be a sign of your brain trying to protect you from shit it deemed too hard/too much/too distressing to handle.. and that's,.. fair. thats a survival adaptation.

when you go knocking on the locked doors in your mind its often far from a pleasant time.. and tbh shit tends to get worse before it gets any better. On the other hand this is just. personal philosophy/conclusion; i think... the only .. way to Really truly deal things - the issues themselves not just the symptoms caused by the issues - is to face them. must go through the eye of the needle sort of thing. this is how ive dealt w recovering from bpd, ana&mia, and ptsd shit and generally got myself to b a lot more sane, after a period of time in which it drove me more insane. this is what psychedelics reinforced in me anyway.... i dont recommend going poking around in your brain too much if youre not in a remotely stable and safe environment,,, i did that, not the best time

poking around and trying to figure this sort of shit out can often turn into a whole spiral. be gentle with yourself, dont try to rush yourself into wanting answers, and take care of yourself. sometimes it is best to let your brain let you know about things when it deems the time is right, rather than trying to tear down every door

but,.. . something that my ex whose also been through some pretty severe shit said to me when i was falling down a "is this real?" hole: you kinda just.. you feel it. somewhere if youre being real serious with yourself, deep deep down inside you know if you know. we never really forget things. somewhere, they are ingrained in us, our bodies remember even if we dont.... and, tbh, the other thing is. people see it on you. like, recognition of the self through the other sort of thing. something that always got to me before i actually rly idk accepted a lot of things is how much i related to ppl who have also gone through that sort of stuff. could just b the family shit but also 🤷‍♀️ . even if it isnt i guess the question would be, what is the drive behind your suspicion. why there. why that teacher or why a teacher. why that time and place. does it remind you of something else or another time?. and on the flip side.. something else that ive learned is that. predators see it on you? they truly do. i remember when i was questioning shit id tell myself, well, both of these things cant be true right??? thats ridiculous, who has that sort of luck to not only deal with this weird af normalized family shit + other stuff?? i must just b exaggerating things.... except in reality, most predators can tell which victims are vulnerable and they can most often tell which kids have some sort of history of sexual trauma. once it happenes, its actually statistically more likely that it will happen again...... which really fucking sucks

idk, i hope any of this made sense i probably went on for too long but. im rly sorry again u went through any of this im v much sending u a virtual hug. i rly do get the frustration and confusion and... all of it. im sorry but also, thank you for sending me this bc its... both horrible and comforting at the same time to know someone else has felt this same mess. i hope youre going to find some consolation and peace and healing soon <3 <3

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colorisbyshe · 2 years

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The untamed fic thing is so real like HOW COME there’s literally a shit TON of them and I couldn’t find a single one that fit my taste (I don’t want to shade any authors , they were all talented , I’m merely speaking about my personal taste, apparently I’m too hard to please)

What fandom has the best fanfic in your opinion ?

Ehhhh, I don’t actually read that much fic, so I’m a bad person to ask. I also only ever read one or two ships/fandoms at a time (with “at a time” spanning years), so I feel like I can’t really compare/contrast well.

Like, in the past three years, I’ve only read (or in many cases tried to read) spock/kirk, sasuke/naruto (i didn’t find many worth reading because most are about when they’re 16), kakashi/iruka, and a looong search through lwj/wwx stuff where I only rly found five fic worth reading.

My tastes are pretty specific (I hate fluff, like character studies but still want a broader, connected plot, need either angst or pining but also a happy ending, don’t enjoy AUs unless they are canon-divergent like fix it/what if fic, or like REALLY compelling AUs and not just “what if they existed in 2022 and went to college, at least 10k but under 150k because I’m sorry no fic needs to even longer than even 100k if we’re being hoenst, learn how to edit down your ideas) but broadly speaking—

I think, in terms of “more likely to find a decent, in character, non-deranged fic,” Spirk wins by a long shot. There’s a lot of fuck or die fic because *waves hands are Pon Farr,* which can be annoying, but I’ve posted before about how Spock’s strong canon characterization makes it a lot easier to spot authors who aren’t trying to actually write Spock and Kirk and are instead writing pro tags with generic personalities. Like a huuuge issue with most fic is that everyone sort of has the same perosnality, mannerisms, tone, and sense of humor but with Spock and Kirk all that’s easy to weed out??

And there’s a lot to mine with them, because you have multiple, canon universes of content, and lots of room for “tropes” that actually have a tie to canon and therefore rly less on alt universe shit.

In terms of fic that provides an emotional punch, the untamed and surprisingly kakashi/iruka are the best I’ve experienced? At least recently. The untamed has a lot of fix it fic which means lots of room for re-examining characters so I like that

But the fandom with THE best fic… as in one fic in specific, which granted, I haven’t read in years so maybe it doesn’t help up, well let me just say the fic is about buc— *gets tasered*

But again… my taste in fic is “what feels most like the source material but infuses in more of x character, y type of angst, and z themes,” so if you’re here for like…

more transformative types of fic… idk

I read fic for quick catharsis and go get More Content but I know not everyone does

#i did try to read fire emblem for a while #and realized none of the characters did it enough for me to read abojt them like that #even tho dimitri should’ve worked on me #he does in theory

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deforest · 3 years

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reaching that point where i feel so genuinely empty and distant where its just like......we’ve reached critical mass we’re now beyond tumblr text post therapy there are no more buses back to bikini bottom

#im distant by nature and a very bad friend bc of this but #lately it’s been #so so so extreme #like. i can barely take care of myself #and all of my friendships have been left high and dry bc i just. froze over w stress #like.#day to day life is just. so impossible???#the most basic functions???? are impossible #idk i just feel so fucking guilty and awful this morning #i rly would like to sleep for 10000 yrs #i’m rly sorry to everyone i’ve let down #if it makes you feel any better i am in a hell of my own architecture #💫

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meltwonu · 2 years

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✽ 𝖆𝖓𝖈𝖍𝖔𝖗 ✽

↳ pairing ; badboy!joshua x fem(socialite)!reader

↳ genre&warnings; dom!joshua, face fucking/blow jobs, dirty talk, name calling, degradation, humiliation kink, fingering, hair pulling.

↳ notes; don’t worry this one isn’t sad ☠️ why do I write angst the way I do? bc im depressed and mentally ill kdjfkdjs sorry about it HAHAHAH it gave very much the same energy as my wonwoo birthday post 😭 that was rly sad LMAO BUT THIS ONE ISN’T!! 😮‍💨💕 Also I just wanted to thank everyone for sticking with me this year - fellas it was a LONG year and I am so thankful to all of you who decided to stick with me and enjoy my writing 🥺🥺💕 It really means so much to me 💕 I’m very excited for what 2022 has in store and I hope it’s a little kinder to me, if possible 😭💕 Enjoy anchor and I will see you all on Monday for a fresh new year and start! Be safe, I love you! 💕

♦ like an anchor;

my pretty baby holds me down

safe and secure

and when its arms are wrapped around

nothing on earth;

can come between this kind of love ♦

You meet Joshua in between the formal parties and grandiose events.

Long dresses covering up the bruised knees and cum-stained thighs when you greet the press every single time.

‘Always such a proper princess, aren’t ‘ya, sweetheart?’ He’d always say - right before he locked his fingertips into your hair and had you however he wanted you.

And he was right; your family had come from old money and you were a socialite always in the paparazzi’s eyes. Something that exhausted you to no ends.

Until you met Joshua.

“Ngh... Mmngh...”

“That’s right, sweetheart~ Take all of my cock in that cute ‘lil mouth of yours~”

Your lipstick is smeared all around as you do your best to take as much of him as you can - fighting your gag reflex as he resists the urge to start fucking your face from the get-go.

“Such a filthy ‘lil slut meeting me here to get your pussy fucked instead of going to that charity auction. Tsk, what would your family and the paparazzi think of their proper princess, hmm? How are you going to show up after I’ve already ruined your pretty makeup~?”

Your body tingles as you moan around him - fingertips already lost between the folds of your dress as you reach under to play with yourself.

“Mmph...”

Joshua’s fingertips tug on your hair once he feels you relax; wasting no time as he starts to use your mouth and throat to get himself off.

“I can see the way you’re playing with yourself, you cockslut~ Get your pretty ‘lil cunt ready to take me so I can fuck you and let you get back to your rich people shit~”

He laughs cockily as he watches you and the way your mouth stretches to accommodate his girth.

“Make sure you keep all of my cum inside your pussy or else it’ll stain that expensive dress of yours, sweetheart~ You wouldn’t want them to know you’re on your knees for me, would you?”

You choke and sputter around him just as you start to play with your own clit; manicured fingertips rubbing quick and harsh circles on the nub in time with his punishing pace.

You knew you should’ve been at the charity event sooner - but you’d promised Joshua you’d meet him for his birthday no matter the time or the place.

“Fuck, I bet it gets you so fuckin’ wet thinkin’ about what a filthy fucking cockwhore you really are, huh? You play so nice and proper and innocent in front of all the cameras but the truth is that you just want me to fuckin’ ruin your pussy all fuckin’ night, right? You want them to know and see what an obedient ‘lil fucktoy you are~ Cunt dripping with my cum right in front of all those cameras~”

Your eyes roll to the back of your head just as you slip two fingers inside your pussy - hurriedly scissoring and curling the digits inside of yourself as you swallow and hollow out your cheeks around his cock.

Joshua was always right.

He read you like an open book every time and made you cum with the thoughts floating through your mind of how badly you wanted to shatter your public image.

“Mm, your mouth is almost as good as that cunt of yours~ Should I cum down your throat tonight or should I cum inside your pussy?”

Joshua tugs you by the hair - the styled locks mussed and undone long before you’d even sunk to your knees in front of him.

A thread of spit and precum connect your lips to the head of his cock; your fingers still knuckle deep inside your pussy as you continue to thrust them in when you peer up at Joshua through wet lashes.

“I--p-please... Joshua...” Your throat is already sore but your walls tighten up around your fingers when he smirks back at you.

“C-cum inside my--my p-pussy...”

And Joshua nods, eyes twinkling when he lets go of your hair and wraps a hand around his thick cock.

“Then spread your legs like a good ‘lil slut for me, sweetheart. We don’t have all night.”

#Joshua smut #seventeen smut #svt smut #Joshua scenarios #Joshua imagines #seventeen imagines #svt imagines #svt scenarios #seventeen scenarios #Joshua fic #Joshua hong #svt fic

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jungwonenthusiast · 3 years

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hi ! enhypen smut prompt request ! can i have the reader whos a female say #4 with jake or sunghoon whos a hard dom ?? if u can , can u add how the reader and the partner are enemies who got lots of sexual tension so they kinda trease e/o a lot with words and actions ? u dont have to use that plot but thank u♡

A/N: This is one of my favorite works now lol i hope u like it :) <3

Warnings: unprotected sex, rly brief oral (f recieving), degredation

Word Count: 2.9 k

“But it’s a Tuesday,” you tell Jay while zipping up your backpack.

“So?” he says. “Don’t be lame.”

“I’m not lame, just responsible.” you sing your bag over your shoulder.

“Yeah, that’s lame.” he walks with you to the lunch tables. Jungwon and Heeseung are already there chatting it up.

“You guys are coming right?” Jay asks them and they nod. “See? You gotta come.”

“It’ll be fun noona,” Jungwon says. “And you have to come because Heeseung hyung and Jay hyung are probably gonna leave me for girls.” he rests his head on your shoulder for a moment.

“Why don’t you get yourself some girls too.” you suggest and he shakes his head.

“I’m too shy.” he says quietly and you giggle.

“Alright fine, I’ll go.” you finally say and they all celebrate. “Jake’s not gonna be there right?”

“Uhm,” Heeseung looks over to Jake’s lunch table nervously. “I don’t think so.”

“You don’t think so?” you cock an eyebrow.

“He won’t be there,” Jay says. “It’ll be fine.”

You feel someone bump into your shoulder as you walk to history.

“What the hell?” you say and turn around to see who the culprit is. Of course it’s Jake. He shrugs with a half smile. That fucking ass.

After a few more classes you head home and start preparing for the bonfire party. It’s at a beach so you decide to wear your favorite bikini under your shirt and shorts. Your phone begins to buzz and it's a facetime call from Jungwon.

“Hola~” you greet him.

“Hi~” he says. “Can you take me there? My parents are at work.”

“Sure.” you say while putting all of your essentials into a purse.

“Also,” he hesitates. “I think Jake hyung is gonna be there.”

“What? How do you know?”

“I heard him talking about it during p.e.” he says quietly and you groan.

“Fuck, I don’t wanna go anymore.” you say.

“No you have to go, I will die without you.” Jungwon pleads. “It’ll be fun, we'll just stay away from him.”

“It’s gonna be hard to stay away from that giant ego taking up the whole place.” you roll your eyes.

“He’s not that bad noona, he’s actually pretty nice.” Jungwon shrugs.

“Don’t betray me like that,” you scold him. “You’re on my team alright?”

“Okay okay.” he surrenders, giggling.

You pick Jungwon up and give him the aux for the 30 minute drive to the beach.

You guys groove to SZA together.

Jungwon rolls down the window while you're on the highway and sticks his head out like a dog. He kind of is like a dog (in a good way). He’d be a shiba inu.

“Whoooo!!” he screams as the wind whips through his hair, you smile.

When you get there you park your car and get the beach towels from the backseat.

“Did you put sunscreen on?” you as Jungwon and he shakes his head. “Why do you never listen to me?”

You get a bottle of sunscreen out of your purse and rub a dollop on his face. He scrunches his nose.

“It feels like you're rubbing cake batter on me.” he complains.

“You’ll thank me when you’re fifty and you aren’t a wrinkly wreck.” you tell him while spreading it over his cheeks.

“Can we be done now?” he whines and you sigh.

“Fine.”

You two approach the crowd of people suntanning, drinking, playing volleyball, and playing in the ocean.

You drop your stuff next to Heeseung’s and Jay’s before looking around for them. They’re playing volleyball with who on the opposing team? Jake Sim.

Jungwon must’ve noticed you shooting lasers through your eyes because he grabs your arm. “Come on, let’s go swim.” he tugs his t-shirt over his head and jogs over to the water.

You follow suit, only feeling a little self conscious about stripping with Jake Sim only so far away. But it’s only because you don’t want to be vulnerable in front of your worst enemy, right?

Jungwon’s already relaxing among the waves when you get to the shore. “Why’d you go so deep?” you call out to him.

“It’s not that deep,” he says back.

You swim around with him for a bit before forcing him to look for pretty shells with you.

He gasps. “Baby crab!” he rushes to pick it up. “Look.” he holds it up to you.

You try to pet it without freaking it out. “What if it bites you?”

“It won’t, we’re friends.”

The sun is nearly gone by the time you’re done shell searching and swimming so you head over to the bonfire. You wrap a towel around yourself and snuggle up to Jay. He scrunches his nose.

“It’s cold,” you defend yourself.

Heeseung hands you a white claw and you crack it open.

“What are we doing now?” you ask but you can’t hear Heeseung’s answer over the sight of Jake, Sunghoon, Sunoo, and Niki sitting right across from you. You notice how the bonfire highlights the muscles in Jake’s chest and arms. The warm orange light washing over him makes it look like he’s glowing. Is this what Apollo would’ve looked like? “Huh?” you ask Hee.

“We’re probably just gonna play dumb highschool games.” he says.

You inhale and take a big swig of your seltzer.

“Truth or dare time~” Bree sing songs. “Sunoo truth or dare?”

“Truth,” Sunoo answers.

“Do you have a crush on anyone and if so, who?” she asks and he rolls his eyes.

“I have a crush on myself.” he says confidently.

“Fair enough, you go now.” she says to him.

“Heeseung hyung, truth or dare?” Sunoo asks.

“Dare,” he replies and Sunoo giggles.

“Give your phone to Jay and let him text anyone anything he wants.”

Heeseung groans and throws his head back. “Oh God.”

Jay cackles an evil laugh. “Gimme.”

Heeseung reluctantly hands Jay his phone. “You’re gonna text Sophie aren’t you.”

Sophie Morales, Heeseung ex. They broke up only a month ago after half a year of dating. This was about to be brutal.

“You know me so well.” Jay smiles.

“Please don’t say anything too horrible.” Heeseung pleads.

“Sophie,” Jay narrates his text message. “I miss you and your huge tits. Also I’m sorry for not telling you while we were dating but your feet are really fucking ugly.”

Heeseung buries his head into his hands, laughing. “Fucking Christ.”

“And your breath stinks,” Jay continues. “At least your boobs are nice.”

This is what I get for befriending males. You think to yourself.

“Alright that’s enough.” Heeseung snatches his phone away while everyone giggles. “My turn since I was the victim. y/n, truth or dare?” “Truth,”

“What’s your biggest regret?”

“Becoming friends with Jay, because he’s insane.”

Jay guffaws. “I’ve been nothing but good to you.”

You roll your eyes.

The game goes on for a bit until it lands on Jungwon.

“Noona, truth or dare?”

You’d usually go for truth, but you didn’t want people to think you were boring. “Dare.”

“I dare you and Jake hyung to talk to each other in private for at least five minutes.” he says, crossing his arms.

Your eyes widen and you look over at Jake, he looks like he wants to drown himself.

“What? Why?” you ask urgently.

“Because I’m tired of you guys hating each other for no reason. Now go.” Jungwon shoos you away.

“Yeah go talk.” Niki says to Jake.

Both of you don’t budge. Jay tugs at your arm. “Come on, Jake and y/n becoming friends!”

The whole group starts chanting. “JAKE AND Y/N BECOMING FRIENDS!”

You had to admit that their enthusiasm was kind of endearing, so you swallow your pride and walk over to the lifeguard tower. You hear him not far behind you.

You climb up the stairs and let your feet hang over the ledge of the patio.

He sits down next to you.

You let a few moments of silence pass before speaking up. “I don’t want to be here as much as you do, so let’s just wait for the five minutes to pass and then go.”

“Damn,” he says. “Do you really hate me that much?”

You roll your eyes. “What do you think?”

“What did I ever do to you?” he scoffs.

“I don’t need to justify my feelings.” you cross your arms.

“Why are you so dense?” he grumbles.

You whip your body over to him. “I’m the dense one?”

“Yeah,” he says proudly. You want to slap the smug look off of his pretty face. Normal face. Slightly, almost, barely good looking face.

“Such a prick,” you mumble, turning away.

“What’d you call me?” he scrunches his eyebrows.

You look him right in the eyes. You never noticed how dark and piercing they were. “A fucking prick. Cause you are one.”

His black hair is still damp and poking into his eyes. His lips are parted and they look so soft that you almost want to kiss him. But he beats you to it.

I should push him away. Push him away you dumbass. You kept telling yourself but you couldn’t do it. His lips felt too good against yours.

Your arms snake around his waist as he lays you onto your back.

You wish you had a hundred hands so you could touch all of him. Two weren’t enough. He feels like silk and he tastes like red velvet.

He pushes your jaw up so he can get to your neck. You exhale as his tongue dances on your skin. He grinds his hips into yours and you let out a small moan. Why are you letting him affect you like this? Idiot.

“I thought you hated me?” he smirks while kissing your chest.

“I do.” you breathe out.

“You sure?” he asks, his fingers traveling down your stomach and into your bikini bottoms.

“Mhm.” you say.

He kisses your collarbone. “People you hate don’t make you wet like this.”

That just makes you throb even more.

“Fuck off,” you say and he backs up.

“Really?” he says. “Because I will.”

You roll your eyes and pull him in by the back of the neck.

“Touch me,” you say and he happily obliges. You knew were in public but it was dark and honestly, you didn’t care.

“Such a slut,” he says while running a finger up and down your slit. “If you wanted me this badly you should’ve said so sooner.”

“I don’t want you asshole.” you breathe out as he circles your clit.

“You just asked me to touch you princess,” he kisses your neck. “I think that’s good evidence.”

You rub your fingers through the back of his hair and tug it back, exposing his neck. He lets out a small moan. You kiss his neck, sucking and nibbling every now and then. When you pull away there’s at least three red blotches that go from his throat to his chest.

“People are gonna see those you know?” he says.

“Whatever.” you roll your eyes.

“Are you marking me or something? Telling everyone that I’m yours?” he boasts.

It’s confusing how your anger is feeding into your lust for him.

“Shut up and fuck me.” you say and he cocks a brow.

“Maybe if you ask nicely,” he kisses your cheek sweetly. You want to wipe it off and slap him in the face.

“Who do you think you are?” you scoff at him.

“Come on dont play with me,” he pushes one finger into you and you moan. “I can tell that you want it.”

It was true. You were practically gushing.

“More,” you say, wanting another finger.

“Where are your manners?” he smirks.

You swallow your pride. “Please?”

“Good girl,” he says and it sends tingles down your spine.

He pulls your bikini bottoms to the side and rubs his thumb up your slit. “Such a pretty cunt.”

Your thighs are already trembling.

“I really thought you’d still be hating me right now.” he says lowly. “Do I make you that weak?”

You snap to your senses for a moment. “Fuck you.”

“I am.” he snickers and you roll your eyes.

“Don’t give me attitude princess.” he warns you with a dangerous smile.

“Or what?” you test him.

“Do you really wanna find out?”

“What do you think you’re intimidating or something?” you ask and he scoffs.

He sits up and grabs your arm. “Get up.”

“What?”

“Get up.” he says sternly and you do.

He grabs your hand, leading you somewhere.

“Where are we going?” you ask, agitated. If you really didn’t want to go you wouldn’t, but you secretly wanted to continue what was going on.

“My car.”

“What? Why?”

“You’ll see.”

“Hey! Where are you going?” Jungwon calls out. “Don’t leave me!” “I’ll be just a second!” you reply with an unsure smile.

“Backseat.” Jake says as you approach his Mercedes.

So bossy, you think.

You sit in the back seat and before you know it he’s pulling you into his lap.

“Let’s continue shall we?” he says and you don’t waste any time getting your lips on his.

He pushes your hips down onto his and you whimper. You were already so wet and this was just making it worse.

“Please, I can’t wait any longer.” you say, not being able to hold it in.

“For what?” he nips at your neck.

“I need to feel you inside of me.” you plead.

“That’s better.” he tugs his shorts down and pulls your swimsuit to the side.

You grab the base of him before slowly sinking down. “Fuck yes.” you moan in relief.

He fills you up perfectly and his tip brushes your g-spot every time you bounce.

“So fucking tight.” he growls, holding onto your hips tight.

Your legs begin to tremble from the pleasure so he grabs you by the waist and lays you on your back.

He snaps his hips into yours and you whine.

He smirks. “Look at you all spread out for me,” he kisses your neck. “Taking this cock deep inside you.”

Your fingers trail down to rub at your clit. “Please don’t stop.”

He flips you over into doggy and tugs your hair, bringing your ear up to his mouth.

“Tell me how bad you want it.”

“Really bad,” you whimper.

He smacks your ass and you let out a small squeal.

“Touch with yourself while I fuck you.” he lets you go and you rest on the door. Your fingers move to play with your pussy.

His hands are tight on your waist as he pounds into you.

You feel your knees start to give out and your cunt start to pulse around him.

He chuckles. “Are you close sweetheart?”

“Yeah,” you exhale. “Please make me cum, please I need it so bad.”

“Why should I think you deserve it?”

“Please, I can’t hold it any longer.” you say and he stops his movements completely.

He gets close to your ear. “You get to cum when I say so okay?”

You accept defeat. “Okay.”

You start to get more and more flustered as he continues to fuck you just right.

“Fuck Jake I can’t,” you whimper and hold onto the car door for dear life.

He pulls out suddenly and you complain before feeling his tongue on you. Your body tenses up from the pleasure.

“You taste so fucking good,” he says and you arch your back, pushing your pussy into his mouth. He moans against you.

After only a couple circles on your clit with his tongue, you’re ready to come undone. You grab onto his hand.

“Wait wait I’m close,”

And before you can utter another word he slams his cock into you and brings his hand around you to rub your clit.

“Cum on this cock sweetheart, I know you can do it.” he encourages you.

He smiles as your moans get louder and more high pitched.

Your legs start to shake and he grabs you tight. He comes up to your ear. “Be a good girl for me won’t you.”

Your eyes roll back as bliss runs through your entire body. He was probably the best lay you’ve ever had.

Your body goes slack as he cums inside of you.

“Fuck,” he growls and slowly pulls out. He picks you up and holds you in his arms as you try to ride out the trembling.

“How am I supposed to clean up?” you ask.

“Maybe you can swim again?” he jokes and you punch him in the arm. “Do you still hate me?”

“One hundred percent.” you say confidently.

“Are you kidding?” he scoffs. “My kids are in you right now.”

You fake gag and he laughs.

#enhypen smut #Jake smut #Jake sim smut

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zodiakuroo · 3 years

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Un(holy) Trinity

Pairing: Dabi x Fem!Reader x Shigaraki

Content: 18+ dubcon/noncon, threesome, manhandling, rough sex, corruption, degradation, humiliation, breathplay, stepcest, breeding, blasphemy and sacrilege, elements of mindbreak and god complex (?)

Word count: 4.1k

Notes: my first threesome and idk how to feel about it but here it is! If it’s bad I can blame it on the fact that I just had my wisdom teeth extracted and am currently in a world of pain :) also i’m on bedrest and incredibly bored so if anyone has requests or thirsts or just wants to chat... yeah

also if this banner is shit i’m sorry i rushed and made it on my phone cause i just rly wanted to to post

This is part 2 to my other fic Love Thy Brother which you can read here

Now the serpent was more cunning than any beast of the field which the LORD God had made. And he said to the woman, “Has God indeed said, ‘You shall not eat of every tree of the garden’?” - Genesis 3:1

Twelve days.

Twelve days since you lost your virginity.

Twelve days since you lost your virginity to your step-brother, no less.

The night that it happened, you lay awake in your bed dreading the aftermath of the horrific incident. How could you face him again? How could you face your family? How could you face God?

You were too cowardly to face the rest of your household. The Todoroki family welcomed you into their home only for you betray them by sleeping with Touya. Ever since you were little, your mother would say she had a sort of sixth sense that meant God would always tell her when you’d been up to mischief. It sounds silly but there was no explanation for how she would always catch out in lie or know things that you never told her. You feared she would take one look at you and know the sin you committed. And so you chose to make yourself scarce, taking extra shifts at work and choosing to study at the campus library rather than at home. Your siblings seemed to notice how busy you suddenly were, often remarking how they missed you around the house. That just made you feel more ashamed.

As for God, you felt like you needed to do whatever necessary to prove your faith. You wanted Him to know the extent of your shame and remorse. You were weak in spirit, making you an easy target for someone as devious as Touya. You prayed and begged for forgiveness until your knees hurt but no matter what you did, the guilt was inescapable. You realized it was because, irrespective of the regret and remorse you felt, you couldn’t deny that you enjoyed what happened. You liked the way Dabi made you feel and you hated yourself for it. But no matter how much you liked it, something like that could never happen again. As penance, you banned yourself from bringing your hands anywhere near your groin. After all that temptation is what brought you to this point in the first place. But the thread of your self-control is thin and withered so at night when you’re certain everyone is asleep, you’re humping your pillow like an animal and biting down on your lip trying to keep from moaning his name. At least you weren’t touching right?

Dabi, by some God-given miracle, made himself scarce as well. It wasn’t uncommon for the noirette to disappear for days at a time doing heaven knows what only to arrive back at home like nothing happened; so no one really questioned his absence. Perhaps he felt the same way you did and was avoiding facing you and the other Todorokis.

Yeah right.

Shame? Todoroki Touya doesn’t know the meaning of the word.

In any case, you had become used to a Dabi-less house and so lulled into a false sense of safety, slowly but surely reverting back to normal. That’s why as you make your way downstairs, prepared to go to your church, the sound of gunfire and explosions from the living room doesn’t alarm you. Probably Natsuo or Shouto playing one of their video games, you thought. But when you get to the bottom of the stairs you’re met with unmistakable dark locks. Not just him. The back of another person’s head, one with pale blue, shoulder length hair. Before you can stop yourself, you let out a gasp. Neither of them react, seemingly too focused on their game. You don’t waste any time feeling relieved, choosing instead to make a silent escape.

You could only dream of being so lucky.

“Oi!” Your step-brother calls without turning around. He hasn’t seen you, you think. If you move quickly you can still get out of this. “I know you heard me, brat. Get over here before I drag you over here.” He still doesn’t bother to turn around but the sharpness in his tone lets you know that you’d be smart to listen. You take a second to steel your nerves and make your way over to the couch, trying your best to look as intimidating as possible. You scowl at both men but they are so engrossed in their video game, they don’t even acknowledge that you’re standing right there. “Aren’t you gonna say hi? We have company.”

We?

The company in question is Shigaraki Tomura. He’s been to the house before although he’s never even so much as glanced in your direction, too busy with his phone or playing games with Dabi. Despite your hard expression you can only manage a meek “Hello Shigaraki.”

He responds by finally looking at you, with a sleazy grin, a pair of crimson eyes, surrounded by creases meet your own. “Sup.”

Beer cans litter the coffee table, one of them being turned into a makeshift ashtray while both have smouldering cigarettes perched between their lips. “You’re not supposed to smoke in the house.”

“You’re not supposed to smoke in the house.” Dabi mocks you with a nasal voice.

You simply roll your eyes, not interested in continuing this interaction any further. “Whatever. I’m leaving now.” You state with as much firmness as you can muster. You spin on your heels but are kept in place by long, slender digits wrapped around your wrist.

“Where are you off to anyways?” The game paused, both boys now looking at you.

Out of habit, you answer truthfully. “Bible study.”

Shigaraki and Dabi burst into raucous laughter.

You should have lied.

“Nah you’re gonna hang out with me and Shigaraki for a bit.”

“Dabi, I have to leave.”

“You don’t have to do anything except what I tell you and I’m telling you to sit.”

Before you can protest you’re being hauled on to the couch, squeezed between the two of them.

“Nice necklace.” Tomura snorts, hand reaching out to grab at your crucifix but you swat it away. His gaze is unnerving. It makes you wonder if- no. He promised he wouldn’t.

Just like that, their game is resumed, as if you were never there. A few rounds pass, no words exchanged between either of them, only curses muttered under their breath. “Dabi, can I please go. I’m bored.”

Wrong choice of words.

“You hear that Tomura? The princess is bored.” His fingers are still moving rapidly over his controller.

“Really now? Come on then Todoroki, let’s show her a good time. I’ve seen how she likes to have fun.”

His comment on your necklace suddenly makes sense, but you still can’t believe it. “You didn’t…” you whip your head back to look at Dabi.

”Sorry doll, you made your Nii-san so proud, I just had to show you off.” Dabi smiles shamelessly, lighting himself another cigarette.

“You’re fucking sick Touya.” Tomura says, however his tone is not one of disgust but rather of admiration.

“You promised...” Your voice breaks. You’re humiliated beyond belief.

Both of them laugh at you again, discarding their controllers. “Told you, it’s adorable how stupid she is.” Dabi remarks to his friend, as if you’re not sitting right next to them.

You try to force your way off the couch but get pulled into Dabi’s lap, one of his arms hooking around both of yours, securing them behind your back. You squirm in his arms but he stills you with a hard slap on your inner thigh. “Be good okay? Don’t embarrass me.” He nuzzles into your neck.

Shigaraki flips up your dress exposing your white lace panties. He runs his thumb up and down your clothed slit, he fabric slowly becoming even more transparent. One severe jerk to the top of your dress and the straps are torn clean off, revealing the matching bra. “Yo, Touya. I thought she was a good girl.”

Dabi peers over your shoulder to get look. “Who’s all this for babe? You screwing the preacher or something? Or were you hoping I’d do something like this?” He tugs down your bra until your breasts are spilling over the top of it.

“Dabi…” Your choke on your plea when he sinks his teeth into your neck. He bites down so hard you’re positive he’s left a mark.

“Who?”

“T-Touya-nii.” You whimper.

“Better.”

Your destroyed dress is discarded somewhere across the room and you find yourself on your hands and knees with Shigaraki kneeling on the couch in front of you and Dabi behind you.

“Go easy on her alright Tomura. It’s her first time sucking cock.” He chuckles.

Your eyes go wide. “Wait...” you mewl but neither pay you any mind.

“And you.” Dabi yanks a fistful of your hair. “No teeth. No puke. Or I’ll let my boy ream your little ass as punishment.”

“Yeah. What he said.” Shigaraki mutters, pulling his semi out of his sweatpants, rubbing his tip against your lips. His is not as scary as your step-brother’s but him staring down at you like this, makes him seem every bit as intimidating.

Pre-cum dribbles from the swollen tip. You’re not entirely sure you want that in your mouth but you’re also not sure if you have a choice so you open up hesitantly.

Dabi’s right. It is your first time doing something like this. You don’t know what you’re supposed to do but as it turns out you don’t have to do much, not with the way Shigaraki starts thrusting his quickly hardening member into your mouth.

“Move your tongue slut.” The man in front of you grunts. You do your best despite the heavy intrusion to obey his command, moving from side to side, swirling around the head when he pulls out of your mouth. He looks down at you with cruel vermillion eyes, panting as he strokes himself in front of you, spreading your saliva across his shaft before sliding deep into your mouth again.

Behind you, Dabi spreads apart your cheeks, squeezing the flesh in his calloused hands. “Remember what I said. Be good and I’ll give you a reward.” He pulls your panties to the side and lets out a whistle at the sight of your dripping slit. “She’s enjoying it. Make her take it deeper.”

You can’t possibly fathom how much deeper he can go when his head is already nudging at your tonsils. You try to swallow the saliva building up in your mouth, making your cheeks hollow out around Shigaraki’s shaft. Seems like that was the right thing to do as his hand flies to the back of your head. “Shit. Shit. So good.”

Dabi’s breath wafts over your pussy. He spreads your lips apart and you feel his hot tongue lick up the juices leaking from your hole. You squeal around Tomura’s dick. You want to pull off but his spindly fingers hold your head in place.

“Told you angel. Good little sisters get rewards.” With that he takes your clit between his lips and suckles on it gently while one of his fingers circles your entrance. Knuckle by knuckle he slides into you, making you keen. You arch your back trying to shift your hips backwards against his hand, silently urging him to find that special spot he showed you last time. He establishes a loose rhythm. Hot wet muscle and cold metal of his piercing circles the sensitive bundle of nerves, before applying suction while his fingers work you open.

The sensation is overwhelming, a form of heavenly torture and your thighs quiver barely able to hold you up while you use your last bit of mental strength to focus on suppressing your gags. That mental strength all but evaporates when the digits inside you graze that rough patch embedded in your walls. It’s so pleasurable your reflex is to run from his fingers. Luckily for Shigaraki, that means you move forward, taking him further into your mouth.

“This where you want me? This your spot, angel?” Dabi taunts you. Shigaraki holds you in place while two of your step-brother’s fingers drill your cunt, hitting that spot over and over again. Garbled moans and cries leave your mouth and reverberate around Tomura’s cock, proving to be too much for him ultimately.

“Shit Stop!” Don’t wanna come yet.” He pulls out your mouth so that a string of your drool drips down to your breasts.

“God! Touya-nii!” You sputter out.

“Still with the God shit?” He uses your hair to force you to look at him, neck twisted at an awkward, uncomfortable angle. “God ever make you feel this good?” His fingers thrust into you harder. Your whole body feels like it’s on fire.

“Ngghh-N-no –oh! Oh!” is your incoherent answer.

Dabi forces you back down, shoving you face first into the cushions. “See? Fuck him. Give up on god. Give up on everyone except your big brother cause no one else can make you feel this good.”

You’re so pathetic. The way you’re rocking yourself in unison with the motions of his hands. The way your tongue hangs out of your mouth, impeding any sort of intelligible verbal response. The way you’re mindlessly nodding along to whatever filth is coming out of Dabi’s mouth.

“C’mon Touya. Turn her around. Wanna try out that sweet pussy you’ve been bragging about.” You’re reminded that you aren’t alone. No, your brother’s best friend is right there to witness exactly how pathetic you are.

“Yeah in a minute. I’m still having my fun.” Dabi answers, face pressed against your mons before working you with his mouth once again.

“Man! Come on!” Tomura whines.

“I said in a minute. Not my fault you can’t last.”

It’s amazing how they can bicker like this right now, as if you aren’t on your hands and knees for them, gummy walls still pulsing around his fingers. However, it’s not long before Dabi’s focus is back on you taking you to the brink of orgasm. He slows his fingers, keeping you balanced on that razor thin edge. “Should I make you cum angel?” His voice is dripping with fake concern. “Dunno… what’s in it for me?”

“Anything! Touya-nii please!”

“Anything? You gonna obey me? Do whatever I say like a good little angel? You gonna worship me?” You can’t tell if he’s being serious or if he’s mocking you.

Probably the latter. And you deserve it too.

Your faith was the thing you deemed more important than anything and anyone else but Dabi, all too easily, convinced you to disregard that. Made you lose all sense and give into lust by showing you mindblowing pleasure, only magnified by your awareness of how deeply sinful this all was. That’s the extent of the power he has over you. The story of Adam and Eve is one you know forwards and backwards and yet you were so easily tempted forbidden fruit and left completely corrupted. Yeah, he’s definitely mocking you.

“Any- fuck- anything” You’re wiggling your ass, goading Dabi into finishing you off

“Cum in my mouth. Angel, give it to me” That’s the final straw. You explode around his fingers. Despite your walls, clamping around him, he manages to piston into you, hitting that squishy spot with astounding accuracy. His unyielding stimulation makes it feel as though the high won’t end. You’re not sure if that’s a good thing or a bad thing.

Eventually, it does end though, his fingers drag out against the pull of your swollen pussy. He licks you clean making sure he gets every last drop of your cum, both inside and out, on his tongue. The ball of his piercing catches onto your rim making you yelp. He soothes the sting with gentle laps of his tongue.

“Tastes so sweet angel. So sweet knowing I’m the only one to ever fuck this pretty pussy.” He snickers before adding “So far.”

“Yeah, can I fuck her now?” Tomura was turned on before but seeing the way you fell apart at the hands of your brother? His minimal patience has run out. All he can think of now is being inside you.

“You heard him babe. Turn around.” He spanks your ass. You try to turn around but thanks to your shaky legs you nearly fall off the couch. Dabi catches you before that happens and he dutifully sets you up on all fours, held up by quivering limbs. You hear heavy breathing from behind you as Shigaraki taps his head against your puffy clit while you twitch in place.

“She wants this so bad. Had no idea your Christian little sister was such a whore.” Shigaraki mutters. He holds you still as he buries himself in you, breathing becoming more erratic with every inch until his hip bones are digging into your soft flesh. He’s so deep. You feel so full. You squeeze shut your eyelids, savouring the stretch.

Calloused fingers press into your jaw, making your eyes shoot open. “Pretty angel, did you forget about me?” Dabi looms over you, making a show of spitting in his palm and using it to stroke himself. He slips his thumb into your mouth, pad pressing down on the plush pillow of your tongue. “Gonna stuff you nice ‘n full angel.” All you can do is blink up at him with teary eyes, pupils blown wide with desire.

Shigaraki begins thrusting into you, hips moving at a brutal pace. Dabi isn’t far behind him, replacing his thumb with his cock and you don’t waste time waiting for him to tell you what to do. You close your lips around his shaft, engulfing him in the wet heat of your mouth.

Unlike his friend, Dabi starts off slow. His piercings drag across your tongue and you taste metal and the salt of his pre-cum. It takes some time for you to get used to taking him in your mouth, the jewellery an added obstacle.

You feel so full.

Shigaraki is bottoming out with every thrust, it’s so lewd the way it makes you squelch around him. Dabi’s shaft is rubbing your throat raw and still, you make an effort to take him deeper. He keeps one hand on the back of your head while he fucks you mouth.

He looks so ethereal, so euphoric, letting out little moans and whispered expletives. The sounds he makes are divine, so heavily contrasted by everything you know about him. It leaves you star struck. He recognizes the adoration in your eyes and responds in kind with a cocky smirk. He remembers how you looked at him when you first met. Disdain and judgment. Now you look at him like he’s your only salvation.

It’s sad actually. How you’re so desperate for someone to tell you how to live. And what a sweet, adoring little follower you are. Wasted on religion if you ask him. So soft and pliant, perfect for your big brother to mould and corrupt into his personal fuckangel.

“Angel, Nii-san’s gonna fill you up. And you’re gonna take it yeah?”

Your whole life you aspired to this holy standard of perfection in the hopes of escaping eternal damnation. But you’re beyond absolution now.

“All of it down your throat.”

It’s okay though.

If heaven doesn’t feel like this, you’re not sure it’s worth all the effort to get there.

He holds your necklace behind you like a leash, twisting it around his fingers. Between the way he’s basically strangling you and the way your swallowing muscles contract around his cock means that you’re not getting much air into your lungs. Your head is spinning, from being both oxygen deprived and cock drunk.

“Your God doesn’t want you anymore.” The clasp snaps and he dangles the charm in front of your face. The mould of Christ nailed to the cross taunts you. What was once a symbol of divine love and God’s boundless forgiveness and sacrifice is just a reminder of how far you’ve fallen into depravity, creaming around Shigaraki’s cock as he ruins your cunt while your Nii-san claims your throat “You’re filthy.” Touya sneers at you as he holds himself in your throat, watching you cry and choke around him. “Dirty fuckin angel.” He grunts as he floods your mouth with the taste of his cum. It’s not exactly pleasant but you try to swallow it all down. There’s just so much. That means he’s pleased with you right? You want him to be pleased. Good girls get rewards he said

“It’s okay.” He muses as he pulls out of your mouth. “You have me. I’m better than God and I Iove you when you’re nasty like this.” He empathizes his point by dragging his wet, softening cock across your face. “Nii-sans perfect little angel.”

It’s so pitiful how the small praise makes your heart bloom and makes your hole flutter.

You’re coughing up Touya’s cum while your body shakes with Shigaraki’s thrusts.

“What about me hm? I’m fucking you. What? You don’t like it?” Tomura’s going harder now, determined to get his fair share of your attention.

“Shig-Shigaraki – shit. Slow down!”

You’re ignored by both of them once again. If anything, Shigaraki starts fucking you harder

.”Yo’ dustpot. You better pull out. That hole still belongs to me.”

The warning falls on deaf ears, Tomura is too far gone. “So warm, she’s squeezin’ me. Fuck. Fuck.’’ No thoughts, just your tight cunt.

“Gonna do whatever I tell you?” Dabi’s talking to you now, cerulean eyes boring into yours.

You nod still staring at him with absolute devotion.

“Touya-nii’s will be done? Huh? Has a nice ring to it.”

When you don’t respond he grabs you by your cheeks forming an open mouthed pout. “Say it.”

“Touya-nii’shhh will be done.” The words come out distorted but he’s satisfied

“Oh yeah? Then be good angel slut and come on his cock for me.”

You’re pushed over the edge, coming for the second time. Your walls clamp down around him as you sob out both their names in the form of incoherent babbling. It hits you as hard as the first one. You’re so caught up in your high you barely register the vice grip on your hips, the frantic humping against your ass. “Tight. Fuckin tight! Gotta breed! Breed this fucking hole.”

His hot, sticky cum floods your walls with, your throbbing cunt milking him for everything he’s got. He ruts against you a couple more times before removing himself completely.

You hear the familiar click of a camera. He’s sorry (not really) but the sight of your fucked out hole leaking globs of your cream and his cum was too hot for Shigaraki to not add to his spankbank.

“Thanks for that little sis.” Dabi is resting on the couch, head thrown back smoking a cigarette.

“Yeah thanks sweetness.” Both men, tuck themselves back into their pants

Everything feels so surreal. You cautiously move you hand between your thighs. Feeling your sore abused cunt in an attempt to grasp the reality of what happened.

Wait a minute.

It’s too much, that too sticky to be just your arousal down there. The more you squeeze, contracting your pelvic floor, the more it seems to seep out of you.

“You… You came inside.” You murmur as your eyes well up with tears. Whatever daze you were in seems to be broken by this revelation. Instead it’s replaced by fear of what the consequences of this might be.

Dabi smacks his friend upside the head. “You fuckin’ dumbass. I told you not to.”

Judging by his grin, Shigaraki doesn’t register the insult. He’s too busy basking in the afterglow. “Aw, don’t cry babe. You were gripping me so tight, I thought you wanted it. ‘S’okay, your Nii-san will get you a plan B”

“Fuck no. That’s your jizz inside her.” He scowls, eyes focused on the cum that’s leaking out of your spent pussy.

“C’mon Dabi don’t be like that. I’m broke right now.” Shigaraki pleads.

Touya huffs and rolls his eyes. “You can get yourself a morning after pill right? Tomura will pay you back.”

“Yeah babe. I promise.” He gives you a dopey smile.

It doesn’t take a genius to figure out he’s lying. Yeah, you know better now. You just nod as you pull up your panties, cringing at the sticky, wet sensation against your cunt.

“Me and Tomura are heading out. Make sure you clean all this up before anyone gets home.”

“B-but Touya-nii-“ you snivel.

“No buts. Clean up or you won’t be sitting comfy for a week. Are we clear?”

“Yes Touya-nii.” You reply defeated.

“And do it properly. Fuyumi has 3 brothers, she knows what a cumstain looks like and I don’t wanna have to do any explaining to her.”

You only nod, trying (and failing) to blink away tears.

Dabi rewards you with a chaste kiss to your cheek. “Best little sister in the world.” And he leaves you with that.

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