#she gets removed from the room

[jacqsreptiles]

gidjit not only picks fights with me, he has also started trying to fight my new dog. luckily, he’s in a glass tank and the dog is 25lbs and can be removed from the room rather easily.

#gidjit #they have stare offs when i eat #if the dog moves toward his tank #she gets removed from the room #i do not allow these animals anywhere near each other

[brehaaorgana]

People joke about ADHD all the time, even swear up and down they totally think they also have it, but then if you ask for an accommodation, to please please please provide things in fucking writing, EXACTLY what they want and need, you will even work it out WITH them, like they promised they would do — repeatedly over and over, and then you don't get it people really will fucking be like:

I am using the incorrect bathroom (TM) to place my shelving and store my things. Homegirl literally removed various sundries and toiletries from a CLOSED CABINET and SHELF because she's interested in boundaries and accountability for my mess.

I said months ago I wanted to improve things for her comfort level and needed a written list of what precisely that fucking looked like in order to achieve it and not miss anything she deemed important. I explained how ADHD works, why I needed a written reference. Why I had to have it laid out, and if something needed changing we needed to write it all out. I would've made the list myself, but they said they would make it for the whole house to hold up their end of things. And, thinking this was a very reasonable adult solution to keeping the house in good shape, I said okay, come up with the list of expectations and what is needed and that way we can update how we handle chores. Awesome. I will do that to uphold my end.

No list ever gets made or drafted or anything despite my bringing it up, knowing we need to do it, but I DO get berated for failing to meet expectations and boundaries that were never fucking provided or delivered and include "don't store toiletries in this particular bathroom because I don't like it."

I can't believe I am a goddamn adult who gets treated like an idiot child for expecting adult communication instead of snide ass passive aggressive bullshit and basic respect for my things.

Because when I fucking get home, my shelving has been removed and a cabinet emptied of my things and placed in the "correct" bathroom.

🙃🙃🙃🙃🙃🙃🙃🙃🙃

Oh shit she solved it, this doesn't look cluttered at all!

What a vast improvement to storing things in appropriate storage!

#my mortal sins include a laundry basket in the kitchen which is where the laundry room is #doing something INCOMPREHENSIBLE to work with my adhd like use the downstairs bathroom to get ready in the morning #instead of the upstairs one because that works best for me and keeps me moving in the morning #storing hobby supplies i was using in the living room in a milk crate basket to clear space at night easily #i left an oil painting to dry on a tabletop easel on MY coffee table and she tried to clean it up causing some of the paint to come off #i used to keep an empty up placed on the mat next to the cat water fountain to remind me to fill up often #not a mess of cups not half emptied cups. a dedicated refill cup tucked behind the fountain #when it kept getting removed i switched it up and placed the cup on top of the cat food bin to clearly indicate it was a cat item #no this is UNACCEPTABLE #also all my coats were removed from the coat rack i feel insane #coats GO ON THE COAT RACK #have you ever had someone actively sabotage your tools to manage your adhd bc its not fun lol #'i can understand why it feels shocking now' literally the most vile snide snake shit when you didnt communicate boundaries at all #its not communicating an expectation to gather up my personal belongings and dump them somewhere else and then text me about it during work #this is how you know shes only ever lived with blood relatives before this lol the entitlement #adhd blogging

[aparticularbandit]

chihiro: i got bit by a mosquito last night.

me: wait, are you telling me jin kirigiri wouldn't let celeste have her cat, but he let the old school building have MOSQUITOS?

#musings #bandit liveblogs #bandit liveblogs danganronpa #alternate interpretation: junko set them all loose while everyone was recovering from the memory removal procedure #but like #then you get the image of junko with mason jars full of mosquitos hiding under her bed or in her closet #just waiting for the proper moment to let them loose #(sometimes she lets one loose just to let it bite someone #and then they're like 'wait a mosquito?' #but no one believes them #which is fun for her!) #(also sometimes one gets loose in her room and bites /her/ #which she hates BUT it's DESPAIR-INDUCING so IT'S FINE)

[bootyful-seventeen]

damn i might be getting a root canal on friday the 13th if they can't save my crater of a cavity by trying to fill it the regular way

#if i was on mobile i would be putting in so many skull heads rn #like damn but yea i went to the dentist today after not going in a few years since i got busy with work and school and covid #so it pushed dental to the back burner and im also finally gonna get my wisdom teeth removed after my birthday so yahoo for me!!!!! #my mom said i should do it before but i had a tiny bf about it since im going out with my friends and i want to have spicy food on my bday #and spicy food is on the no no list for wisdom teeth removal from what i rememer. its all soft and not spicy and possibly bland #so im lik hey i dont want to be miserable with pain for both halloween and my birthday since that is the highlight of my year #and id rather be miserable closer to christmas cuz its not a fave holiday and i dont like the winter much either #so i seem to be a bit masochistic and want to be extra miserable during the winter lmao #but this dentist even asked me if i wanted braces to make my teeth a little straighter to close the gap and all i could think was damn #my old dentist was never that thorough with the exam and just did cavities and wisdom teeth and thats about it #my mom was adament i get braces cuz she said i had hella crooked teeth but i think mine look fine and kinda cute and gives it some characte #but i will say that ive never gone to a dentist where the tv was bolted to the ceiling cuz i could hear a tv playing in my room and thought #that they covered the tv with a painting for aesthetic until i laid back and there is some real estate show on above me #but its so smart tho cuz most people or at least people with good vision will focus on the tv and move their head #but if its on the ceiling then you are just looking up and not getting in the way of the denist #especially since a little kid under 8 was there and was sitting so still in his chair cuz the tv was above him lmao

[daydreamerdrew]

Captain America (1968) #100

#intrigued by that Sharon was essentially acquiescing to Steve’s desire for her to be removed from the situation #something she’s refused from Steve before #it’s such a hectic moment I don’t think it reflects that strongly on her #and Steve was getting carried away because there was room enough for them all to escape #but it’s significant that Steve is holding onto the mentality that Sharon as a woman should be protected/excepted from a core of her job #being in combat #which notably isn’t exclusive to him here #but I wonder how Sharon feels about this at this point #marvel #steve rogers #sharon carter #my posts #comic panels

[botanicallyinclinednerd]

I feel like an absolute monster for taking a sticker that had been peeling slightly off my laptop for a while and removing it to make way for a new sticker I just got. I am a horrible sticker murderer

#i honestly feel so guilty #i got it from a friend i dont see often any more #not a specific gift sticker but she was the source of it #and i feel so guilty getting rid of a sticker that reminds me of her #...to say nothing of the two other stickers from her on my laptop #im legit lowkey grieving over removing this sticker that honestly didnt NEED to be removed #other than to make room for this new one #i feel like an awful person #over a sticker #liv talks #stickers

[sheepdog-and-fakegoldenretriever]

5am tingz: The fire alarm battery is low, so it does a high-pitched beep every 20 seconds. Win rushed into my room, jumped on my bed, and started trembling. So I had to get up on a ladder and turn it off.

He was between my legs and glued to me. Lucky mum woke up too so she could hug him while i did that. He was salivating he was so scared omg.

Then he jumped into my bed for a bit. Now he's back asleep on his bed 😴

Wild 30 mins. Goodnight.

#his recovery is great once the scary thing is removed #but the severe reaction is a weird thing #he also trembles when people angrily yell and bang things at the same time #I'm just glad he chooses me to be his safe place #poor baby #bailey didn't react which i thought she would #too old to give a fuck lol #she came into the room too but i think it was to get away from the sound #and he barged my door open and she does follow him #anyway #we had more cuddles on my bed and he's like ok im going to sleep in my bed byeeeeee

[laughinglynx]

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#wooo tag rant! #this feels too silly to talk to friends about (and also feels a little like bragging which I’m NOT but) #but some stuff has happened in the last week that made me sad so. here we are. #for some context: I’ve always loved music. I sang constantly when I was younger (much to my parents amusement and therefore belittling) #I took piano lessons for five years and cello for three or four #both of those my parents were hugely supportive of #but neither of them were really It for me #I really really wanted to sing #finally in early middle school I talked my mom into letting me take a group voice class at our nearby music school #I didn’t think that would go anywhere of course #but the teacher of the class disagreed #she moved her entire schedule around to make room for me to take lessons with her #she immediately had me fast tracked to the basically honors program in the school. super performance based super exclusive #I’m pretty sure she tried to get lesson prices lowered for me #it was. amazing. #and also the first time I really felt like an adult thought I had potential for something? #I took lessons with her for a few years. I was about to be accepted into the honors program. and then I got my wisdom teeth removed. #tldr we don’t really know what the fuck happened but the muscles in my jaw went insane. I was in constant pain for like two years. #I tried to stick with voice but I just. had to quit. #I went back with a different teacher later in high school but had to deal with Constant complaints about it from my parents. #and when that teacher fell through I just. stopped trying. #my jaw is a lot better now. but I still don’t sing much because it all just. makes me so sad. #it’s this constant reminder of pain and having to quit something I’d dreamed about for Years and having my parents just… not care. #I’m just. so angry and sad. #this was something I loved. and I was good at it. #and now I barely sing in private. #I went to a cool chapel a few days ago that had amazing acoustics and was empty. and it was the first time I had fun singing in. years. #but then I tried again today and felt miserable. #idk. #I miss singing. I miss music.

[khloros]

My dying houseplant and I are chillin in the sun both trying to absorb nutrients we are currently lacking. Bestie activities <3

#I have no idea what kind of plant he even is #I stole him from momma because she was going to put him outside in the cold to put him out of his misery #which is like. I don’t understand why you would do that. It’s a plant. #like just water it and see if it comes back. it literally had some green leaves left. #I think she felt guilty because she forgot about it in a hot dark room and never watered it #anyways #I took him and I watered him and I removed his dead leaves #and guess what? #he’s growing a whole new stem/branch thing 🥰 #again I have no idea what kind of plant he is. he just looks like a bunch of sticks in dirt rn #but he has so many new leaves coming out!! and they’re everywhere! #I’m so proud of him #he hasn’t gotten a lot of sunlight but I don’t want to overwhelm him so I’m just bringing him with me for some temporary sun time #I’m drinking coffee and having a chat with him :) he’s such a sweetie #I believe in him #we’re both gonna get through this little buddy #we’re gonna live!!! #I guess it just bothers me that someone would give up on a living thing just because it’s not doing good #especially when it’s an easy fix #like what if we tried believing in the future. what then. what if this plant would florish if we just gave it a chance #anyways. I love him #my post #houseplant updates

[somelazyassartist]

Also last post before I try to get a little sleep lol but uh here have a happier and healthier post-surgery Peyton :)

#like okay getting rid of her broken wings didn't automatically fix all her chronic pain issues but it did help relieve a lot #mostly because since they were hard to move she couldn't really pull them closed without it hurting #but that also meant they got caught on things or made it difficult to get around tight spaces (hence the tears in them previously) #so after she gets away from Tia and Sylvaire she got them removed (now she has prosthetic ones but yeah) #so yeah lol #didn't get rid of the residual back pain or balance issues but it did get rid of the wing specific issues and made her life a lot better :] #three eyed cats in my living room #Peyton #Peyton piexle Nightbreeze

[skyriderwednesday]

No I can't get dressed, the cats are being naughty and if I leave them unsupervised they're going to break the vase.

#''the cats can't get on the mantelpiece it's fine" #fool. idiot. absolute moron. #fluffy kitten tigs has been made more dextrous by wearing a soft collar for over a week #her training weights have been removed #she can easily get behind the lamp #she can't get out from behind it and she can't turn around #so her only way down is past the vase #which will be knocked off the mantelpiece and break #and there will be water and glass ALL OVER the living room

[plsleafmelon]

hit pity for her :(

#shes good tho #forgot how nice an element neutral (technically) opener is #the only thing lacking is def break but it's okay my a. twyin can finally be free from his grave in my waiting room #lmao when i was building him jn i was frothing at the mouth wondering why i cldnt get him to break past 175 spd #then turns out he wasn't fking wearing spd boots bruh #had to reshuffle all my gear to fit him #trying 3f on him to see if he does okayish dmg #ill have to remove zahak from my team tho :/ #pvp is going to get annoying boo

[badbluebossbabe]

.

#there’s a young deeply inexperienced coteacher in my classroom who is creating a toxic atmosphere #i have a solid case to get her removed from my room but that hasn’t done anything for my mental health #particularly over this winter break #because im so infuriated that she put me in this position to begin with #that she is emotionally incompetent enough to pull this bs #and that I have to do the work to remove her because she is unable to be a team player #it’s infuriating and my mental health has tanked #and I don’t want to go back to work on Monday because I’m going to have to make some power moves that I shouldn’t have to do #why are people like this?? #why are they in my orbit? #I hate this with every fiber of my being. #I did everything I could to prevent this and yet here we are

[exopelagic]

fuck R <3

#this is the worst #it just feels like. let’s give this guy a bunch of rlly hard work to do #and put him in a situation completely removed from all his normal coping mechanisms. wouldn’t that be fucked up #like I have no desk! I have no space! my room is my brother’s room and I have to work on my bed while he’s playing fucking fortnite #on a call w his friends with the fucking strip led lights in BLUE-WHITE. and he’s sitting right next to me with a massive fucking moniter #and then downstairs my mum is incapable of shutting up for more than 30 seconds and the dogs won’t ever stop #I love my dogs but oh my god they’re not trained. they fucked up so incredibly insanely badly with both of them they barely tried #and now they wonder why they don’t listen to us. #the best!! the absolute best I ever get is when my parents move the shit they dump in my sisters room when she’s not here somewhere #so I can sit on her bed and work on my own #it always fucking kills my back and I really don’t like having to be in there but honestly? #my own room is even more hostile since my brother took over when I went to uni and has been sloooowly changing stuff. it’s his room. #i told them I wasn’t gonna come home for long this year bc I don’t have the time for it and I should’ve stuck to it #I just let my mum guilt me into coming back this time #but also!!! literally every time we’re on the phone!!! she’s like luuuke I can’t wait until you come home how long til you’re home now #when are you coming back how many weeks has it been now are you coming home soon are you looking forward to coming home hurry up now #I really thought I’d be able to manage it this time but I think this is a new record for hitting a breaking point #I’ve only been back for like 30 hours #i cant fucking deal with this but I have no other choice and I have no fucking clue what I’m meant to do now #I’m. going to try work on the easier code. it’ll be fine. #luke.txt

[pseudowho]

Full

Nanami Kento treats his pregnant wife like the goddess she is.

Warnings: 18+, relentlessly fluffy sex

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You were thoroughly fed-up. About as pregnant as you could possibly be, you spent your days in permanent tiredness; belly too heavy and round, and hips too sore to be comfortable in any position overnight, you knew your wonderful husband Kento would take the aches and pains from you if he could.

Lying in bed on your side, pillows wedged under your bump, between your legs, and behind your back, Kento reached a reassuring hand out to stroke your waist as you grumbled to yourself; a full hour in bed now and no chance at sleep. Holding your legs together to support your aching hips, you heaved yourself up sideways, feeling your bones and muscles creak in protest. With a lump in your throat and tears burning in your eyes, you sat on the side of the bed to gather yourself.

You heard the bed creak behind you, and soft footsteps padded round the bedroom towards you. Warm, large hands cupped your cheeks and temples, stroking you gently. You leaned forwards, resting your nose and lips against his lower tummy, nuzzling and planting soft kisses there.

"I'm sorry. You can't get any sleep with me thrashing around. I can go to the spare room if you like," you reassured Kento. You felt his disapproval rumble through his abdomen.

"Don't ever apologise. I'm sorry you're so uncomfortable. For what it's worth, you're doing an amazing job. Not long left, I'm sure. We can get you through it. I'll run you a bath."

You hummed your approval, his hand lingering in yours as he walked towards the bathroom. You heard various containers being clicked, and the bath water beginning to run, before Kento headed back to you, planting a soft kiss on your forehead. He grasped your hands and helped you to stand, before helping you to remove your pyjama bottoms.

You felt pathetic, useless, ugly, watching your gorgeous husband help you undress. As if reading your mind, he kissed his way playfully up your legs, blew a raspberry on your bump, and pulled you to him.

"You are just as lovely, if not lovelier than you've ever been. Watching you grow our baby has been a total delight and I want you to know that I still find you completely irresistible." You scoffed at him, dubious, puffy-ankled and tearful. He grasped your chin gently and pulled you to look up at him.

"I mean it," he said, voice low and so sincere you felt your eyes prick with tears. Sniffling, you rubbed your nose. "Come on. Your bath should be about ready."

Kento led you to the bath, and held your hands as you stepped in and lowered your body, sighing as the almost too hot water sank into your aching hips. Letting out a satisfied hum, you lay back in the scented water, looking at your swollen breasts and belly rising like islands out of the water. Kento watched you fondly for a moment, before slipping away to the kitchen. You faintly heard the click of the kettle, and the clinking of mugs.

Eyes closed, and slowly inhaling the steam, you watched your belly roll and jump, as your baby tumbled inside it. Stroking your tummy, you didn't notice Kento returning with a cup of tea for you. He knelt by the side of the bath, chin on one arm, as he gently splashed water over your moving bump. When his heavy hand rested atop your bump, fingers tip-tapping, your baby stopped as if listening. Kento chuckled.

"Only moving for mama again? Hello, sweetie. We can't wait to meet you." A moment of still, before Kento received a pronounced thump against his fingers. Kento continued to softly brush water over your belly and breasts, watching you intently, utterly besotted, believing with absolute certainty that he would walk through fire for you and your unborn baby.

You felt Kento's eyes bore into you, and you shifted uncomfortably, still feeling like a shadow of yourself, body taken over by something wholly undesirable. However, judging by Kento's gradually darkening eyes as he scanned your body, wet and full, he certainly did not feel the same. You felt your heart squeeze as his fingertips grazed ever so lightly against your nipples, which instantly tightened and pebbled. Kento's mouth watered.

It hadn't been his intention to become so aroused by you. His sole priority had been your comfort, to make you feel good in your body, but he felt his pyjamas growing tighter and tighter as he watched your body in the water, a Romantic-era goddess who deserved to be awash in flowers and adoration. Biting his lip, Kento mentally shook himself off, not at all wanting to bother you with his desire, knowing you were uncomfortable and exhausted, until--

"Kento, I...feel like as much as I want you right now, I just...I--" you hesitated, stumbling on your words as he frowned lightly at you. You reached a hand over the lip of the bath to stroke his bare chest as you continued, "All I mean is, in my current state, there is nothing I could possibly do to make...to make me...an attractive experience for you." You finished weakly, your words falling flat as Kento's dark eyes continued to stare you down, now hungry and, apparently, stubbornly determined to prove you wrong.

Kento hummed to himself again, remaining, as always, a man of few words. "I wish you could see yourself through my eyes," he mused, "because all I see is the love of my life, beautifully wet, carrying my baby, in a body I can taste in my dreams, telling me she's undesirable, while it's all I can do not to lift you out of this bath and sink my tongue and cock into you until you're too busy calling my name to continue thinking something so ridiculous."

You bit your lip, thighs squeezing together as you felt a familiar heat pool between your legs. Kento leaned into you, kissing you deeply, slipping his tongue into you and you gasped as he moaned at your taste. Without breaking contact with you, he reached down to the end of the bath, grabbing the shower head and adjusting its setting. You felt a warm water jet rush against your thighs, as he slowly raised it to the throbbing ache between your legs.

Your head fell back, mouth open in a silent cry and hands gripping the sides of the bath. The hot pulse of water on your aching clit hit you instantly and intensely, and Kento leaned half into the bath, taking your nipple between his teeth and holding your hips still with another hand. You whined and whimpered, hands tangling into Kento's hair, completely wordless with pleasure as he moved the shower head in small circles around your clit, licking your sore nipple.

Your tummy tightened almost painfully, as you felt your orgasm rapidly approaching, a violent one, overstimulated by the fierce rush of water and Kento's mouth on your sensitive nipples. Kento talked you through your pleasure, voice low and soft as velvet.

"Are you going to cum? I won't deny you. You've earned it. I'll make you fall apart a hundred times if that's what it takes for you to understand what you do to me." You gasped, hands furiously clutching his hair, his shoulders, his chest, your hip gripped tightly by him as you bucked and writhed in the water.

Kento pressed the showerhead firmly against your clit. "Cum," he ordered, and you shouted your pleasure as your orgasm hit you like a train, completely blinded by bliss, face screwed up and whimpering.

Throwing the showerhead aside and turning off the taps, Kento reached fully into the water and lifted you as if you weighed nothing, nose to nose with you before draping you onto your bed. Before you could protest about wet sheets, Kento dropped straight to his knees, bodily dragged your bum to the edge of the bed and placed your knees over his shoulders. You had barely a moment to gather your thoughts before Kento plunged his tongue between your folds and licked a fat stripe from entrance to clit.

You bucked, gasping, hypersensitive and senses on high alert. You craned your neck desperately as you felt Kento begin to suck on your clit, but were completely unable to see him past your bump. Your toes curled against his shoulder blades, hands reaching out, desperate to ground yourself with the pleasure overwhelming you, your second orgasm rapidly approaching, and you sobbed your pleasure into the dark warmth of your bedroom. As your hand reached down, Kento's hand reached up and his fingers laced with yours. You could have cried at the sweet intimacy of his thumb stroking your palm, as you came, crying out and twisting, calling Kento's name into the dark.

Kento lapped at you like a starving man, one hand already freeing his cock from the tight confines of his pyjamas. He couldn't help giving himself long strokes, squeezing at the tip and feeling pre-cum leak over his hand as his thumb swiped across his slit. He shivered, involuntarily groaning into your pussy, and he felt your thighs twitch around his head at the vibrations. By this point, he knew you could barely see straight, panting and gripping his hand, your anchor in the mist.

The thought of you writhing with pleasure above him spurred him on further, and, reluctantly letting go of his desperate length, he pressed two fingers deep inside your pussy, wet and fluttering, instantly able to locate the spongy spot inside you which would send you over the edge again.

You were a mess at this point, tears of overstimulation streaking down into your ears, gripping Kento's hand like a lifeline. You hadn't allowed him to pleasure you like this for weeks, feeling like your body didn't belong to you anymore, and guilty towards your unborn baby for feeling this way. So long had passed that you hadn't realised how desperately you had craved Kento while denying him and yourself.

"Please Kento I can't-- can't--" you babbled, completely incapable of stringing a sentence together. His hand squeezed yours reassuringly again, and you felt his fingers curl up inside you as his tongue flicked practiced circles over you.

Feeling your pussy clench around him again, and you whimpering weakly, thighs shaking around his head, Kento felt his thighs now sticky with his own precum. Squeezing the base of his cock as he gently brought you down from your high, he nuzzled at your thighs, planting light kisses and soft words of adoration. Kento tried to pant quietly, still unwilling to chase his own needs with your body, as long as you were sated and in full knowledge that he adored you still.

Kento felt his hand being tugged by you, insistently.

"Get up here. I'm not done with you." As Kento's face appeared above your bump, nose and chin glistening with your essence, you blushed at the mischievous look in his eyes. He crawled up the bed, hovering over you, caging you in, all broad planes of muscle and protection.

"Do you want to...I mean, I'm just happy if you're happy..." Kento stopped as you placed a finger on his lips.

"Just...help me flip over." Kento growled lowly in approval, and flipped you over onto your knees with ease. He reached up the bed to place pillows around and underneath you, until your bump was supported and your bum arched beautifully towards him. He ran his tongue languidly along the exaggerated 'S' of your back, before placing a playful nip on your bottom. You squeaked and waggled your bum at him, and he placed a firm slap on one cheek as you giggled. Warmth spread through him, delighted by your happiness.

Kento lazily fingered your folds, so wet and inviting, and you sighed, pressing back into his hands. He dipped one finger inside you again, using your wetness to lubricate his cock as he continued to pump himself at the view of you, so open and inviting before him. He leaned around you, caging you in again, now from behind, and you felt so deliciously vulnerable.

His voice, slow and sultry, rumbled through your ear; "let me know if I'm hurting you."

With no further warning, you felt every inch of Kento sheath within you, your swollen pussy sensitive and clenching instantly, and it took all of Kento's restraint not to cum right there. Holding your hips tightly against his, his head rolled back in bliss and he sighed deeply, grunting as he pulled out and sharply thrust back into you again, relishing your squeaks and gasps.

Kento wanted to hold himself back, but, desperate to show you exactly how desirable he found you, his hips took on a life of their own, slamming repeatedly into you. He groaned and panted, eyes fixed on where his cock sunk into you, watching your wetness coat his thighs until the room was filled with wet slaps and guttural moans. You had given yourself over to him completely, and lay prone, back arched and arse in the air, relishing in the deep aching pleasure of being utterly railed by the man who treated you like a captured goddess.

Kento felt so guilty that having only been pleasured by his own hand for weeks, through no fault of your own, he chased his orgasm like a needy virgin. Wordlessly, he arched over you like an animal, forearms caging your head. As you sank your teeth into one forearm, kissing, licking and mewling, he felt cum shoot through his cock with little warning, gasping and shaking as he came, feeling his seed drip out around your folds, so much after so long, and he was lost in a haze of pleasure for what felt like minutes.

Catching himself before he collapsed down onto your back, Kento gripped you to him and flopped sideways, still inside you as he spooned you, teeth sinking into your shoulder with unashamed worship. His lower arm snaked under your neck to rub lazy circles on your breast, while his upper arm cradled your bump, holding you, never wanting to let you go.

"I love, revere and adore you," Kento intoned into your neck, "even more so now you're sacrificing so much to give me everything I ever dreamed of." You felt tears prick in your eyes, completely awash with his sincerity. "So please, don't ever think you're ugly to me. I will love your body and mind with every change. I celebrate it."

Planting gentle kisses to your temple, Kento moaned as he slipped out of you. Lifting you into bed, he grabbed a soft cloth from his drawer and placed it lovingly between your legs before arranging your pillows with the skill of an expert, and covering you with a dry blanket.

You began to feel sleep roll over you as Kento replaced the wet sheets. As you began to drift, feeling your baby tumble within you, you knew without a shadow of a doubt that Kento would love you, and your baby, through any and every storm along the way.

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I post this fic in celebration of being blissfully married to my own Nanami, in advance of the birth of my 3rd and final baby ✌️ Every woman deserves a Kento to worship her.

#jujustu kaisen #jjk #jjk nanami #kento nanami #kento nanami x y/n #nanami fluff #jjk fluff #kento nanami x you #nanami kento smut #nanami smut #nanami x you #kento nanami x reader #nanami x reader #jujutsu kaisen nanami #jujutsu nanami #kento nanami smut #nanami kento #nanami kento fluff #nanami kento x reader #nanami kento x you #nanami x y/n #pseudowho

[washeduphazbin]

Hi, I would like to ask for a smut from Adam x fem Reader, his dear wife is going to pay him a visit at his work and in the end they almost get paid for lute

New Eve (Adam x Fem! Wife! Reader)

-SMUT AHEAD MINORS DNI-

Other warnings: Adam Being Adam

I hope I wrote this ask and understood it correctly! Adam is my guilty pleasure. I love men who are dumb as rocks and who are going to be absolutely leashed by even stronger women.

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There's a saying that all good things come in threes, Lilith, Eve, and you. Adam's final wife, who physically couldn't be swayed by Lucifer because Adam had met you in Heaven. When you passed through the pearly gates, you were greeted by none other than the first human himself. You were in awe for about two seconds until you quickly gathered the first man was a complete and utter dickhead. He seemed to falter when you walked past him to greet an angel named Lute, Adam's second in command. She tensed a little as you introduced yourself, ignoring Adam's protests that dubbed you a Queen Mega Bitch.

All this to say, it took about three months before Lute caught Adam sticking his tongue down your throat with you latched onto him like a koala. You made a distressed sound at being caught while listening to Adam laugh above you. You distinctly heard him call your mouth as good as a vagina while pressing a kiss to your hairline. "Adam!" You hissed, pulling on the horns of his mask as he let out a defiant sound, "Inappropriate."

"Ugh yeah, that's kind of my thing, sugar tits."

"You need to not make it your thing, or this thing doesn't happen." You drew your line in the metaphorical sand before marching out of the room, faintly hearing Lute argue about Adam's behavior behind you.

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Two years later, you were Adam's new 'Eve' in heaven with two golden rings to prove the love that formed between the two of you...somehow. Did the both of you fight constantly? Yes. Did you want to wring his neck every time he opened the gaping hole he called a mouth? Also Yes. But did you love him...unfortunately. Even though he had a laundry list of bad habits, a vulgar mouth, and gross hobbies, he had his moments. He was protective, fiercely so, and despite his fuck boy personality, he only had his sights set on you. Lute often asked you what you saw in Adam, and you'd reluctantly sigh and give a tired grin, "He makes me laugh. Plus, with proper motivation, he's putty in my hand." Lute made a sound of understanding, nodding her head,

"Ah, yes. Use your feminine wiles to control those weaker than you, even if they may be physically stronger. We must use what we are given as women. Well, you must. I'm very strong without using that to my advantage."

"Yes, exactly," You snickered as Lute stopped outside Adam's office. "Which is exactly why Sera put me in charge of convincing Adam to meet with The Morningstar's daughter." You groaned, rubbing the bridge of your nose, "I'll see you back here later, then?"

"Yes, ma'am." Lute bowed, "I wish you luck...you'll need it. He's in one of his moods." before taking off into the sky and down the hall. You reached up with a stretch of your arms, fluffing up your wings to look extra pretty before knocking on Adam's door,

"Adam." You hummed, knocking on the grand marble door once before opening it. You leaned against the entranceway, wings brushing against the floor, as his head shot up.

"Sugartits!"

"Not my name!" You dodged Adam's hug with a flurry of your wings; he grinned, shoving the door closed with his hip. "Adam," you said in warning as he used his angelic magic to fly towards you and trap you within his arms.

"and what would you prefer I call you? My Bitch? Wifey?" He mused, peppering sloppy kisses against your cheek and down your neck. "We could go with Queen or Goddess, preferably." You shot back, dragging Adam down to sit in his chair; you hummed gently, removing his mask from his face. He leaned back, kicking his legs up on the desk as you slid down into his chest, straddling his hips. You hummed, running your fingers through his brown hair, and he melted into your touch, "My name works, too."

"I guess we can settle on Queen. Does that make me your King?" Adam preened as you scratched under his chin,

"Without a doubt...but we must talk about the Young Morningstar."

"Who?" He made a faux confused face which you raised an eyebrow back at in response, "Ugh, Lucifer's cunt daughter. What about her?"

"She's been begging for a meeting. I suggest you meet with her." Your lips began to trail down his neck, nipping at his skin as his body flushed.

"But that's so much work, sugar." He groaned, running his clawed hands through your hair, "Can't I just say fuck off back to hell we're gonna exterminate all of you regardless."

"Sera wants you to at least meet with her one time; she's giving you a lot of trust to handle this on your own."

"And if I do what you ask, what'll you give me?" He mused, eyes sparkling. You huffed, hitting him with the back of your wing, and he laughed, "Come on, you gotta sweeten the deal for me, mama."

"You're such a bastard." You huffed, moving to pull your hair out of your face. He moved his legs to the ground, and you could slide between his knees. "Robe off unless you want dirty," you commanded as Adam fumbled out of it quickly.

"I love you~" He leaned back with a sly grin, hand reaching up to move your head closer to his lip. Your fingers spread across his thighs, and you huffed softly, looking up at him.

"I love you more. If I do this for you, you promise to meet with young Lady Morningstar?"

"You can't just fuck me because you love me?"

"Bite me." You sneered, but there wasn't any malice in your voice as he stood up, picking you up off the ground and pressing your back against his desk.

"Oh, it would be my pleasure. I can't say your robes will survive, though I might need to get you some new ones." Adam popped the buttons on your robe, allowing your body to be laid bare for his eyes. He watched your breathing hitch as his long claw trailed down your neck to your chest. "Fuck I love these puppies, you know that?" Adam grinned, grabbing fistfuls of your breasts, squeezing and kneading to his heart's content. Your husband was like an oversized golden retriever. When he sees something he likes, he obsesses over it like a man deranged. His favorite playthings of yours were your tits and ass. "Any meetings?"

"None. I'm yours for the rest of the day. You can mark me how you'd like; I'm yours, my husband. Well, until you meet with the Princess."

"Fuckkkkk yeah, baby, come 'ere." Adam dove between your breasts, and he felt you suck in air through your teeth. He began to bite and suck on the supple flesh of your chest; you keened, arching into his mouth, hands tangling in his brown hair. You could tell from the way his teeth would graze against your nipples and your flesh he was doing everything in his power to leave marks on the skin.

"Adam...ngh." You panted, feeling his hand move down from your breast to slide down your stomach and between your legs. "Shit," You squeaked, feeling him tease your clit with his thumb and forefinger with a dopey grin on his face.

"There's my favorite girl," He flicked your nub skillfully; for being a massive asshole, this prick sure knew where to find your clit. One finger slid between your folds, and you tossed your head against the cold marble desk. "Damn, only one finger has you acting up? I must not be treating you good enough," He purred as another finger entered you, stretching you out to be big enough for, 'the first ever man god created.' Adam watched with delight as your wings spread out and trembled, glowing with a soft golden glow. "That's it, you're being such a good girl for me. Are you ready?"

"Yes." You panted, "Adam, please."

"God, you beg so nicely, you little slut," His hand reached up to grip your throat, causing you to let out a desperate whine, hips bucking into his fingers. "Beg Harder," He demanded, moving your hand to palm him through his trousers, stiff and aching. "Look at how hard you make me. How desperate. I need you to worship your god."

"Yes, sir." You purred, "You're my God, Adam. I need you, I'd worship for your love, your touch, your dick." You dragged your hand up your chest, playing with the swell of your own breast, "Don't you want to make me happy, baby?"

"More than anything." Adam's eyes lit up in elation, "Stay with me. Don't go to Lucifer. You're mine." He snarled, hands around your throat, "Say it."

"I'm with you. Only you. Forever Adam." His entire body seemed to relax when you said that, pressing gentle kisses to your cheek and lips. "I love you, you annoying Dickweed."

"Love you more, Sugartits." He grinned cheekily before lowering himself to you with a hiss-like laugh. "Tight as ever, and that's why I love you,"

"If you keep talking nonsense while you're literally inside me, I'll cut off your dick,"

"Sounds kinky."

"Adam."

"Fine, Fine, you're so vanilla." He mused, albeit his tone was much softer, fonder than his earlier teasing. His hands grabbed under your knees and pressed you close with a snap of his hips. You both let out a moan, yours higher pitched and needier, bucking your hips, searching for more friction than he was currently providing. You always savored the way he was able to fill you up, he wasn't the longest but god was he thick filling you in all the right ways. Every time his hips snapped into you, you could feel just how deep he kissed your cervix. "Yeah, you like that?" He panted, "Like how deep I'm getting? From the way you're dripping, you're practically soaking through my table. Your vag is like a vice, babe, so tight for this big cock."

"Hm. Your words always know how to turn me o-ng-ff." You moaned out this end at a particularly sharp thrust of his hips. "Fuck you," You panted as he grinned down at you,

"Good news, wifey, that's exactly what we're doing-"

"Sir!" You let out a scream as Lute slammed the door of his office open, you climbed against Adam's body like an embarrassed Nun. He groaned, still inside you but having the decency to cover you with his wings.

"What do you need, Lute? I'm a little busy getting it on with my sexy ass wife." Adam complained, motioning to the top of your head, to which you made an embarrassed sound of mortification. "Can this be rescheduled or-"

"The Princess of Hell is here, Sir. She just showed up-"

"Are you for real telling me that the bitch Princess of Hell is seriously cucking me right now?!"

"...Yes."

"(Y/n) If I killed her for interrupting us, would you be pissed?"

"Beyond Adam."

"Fuck."

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