hey btw if you reblog my posts and trigger warn fusion i fucking hate you. do not pull that shit with me. you are trigger warning recovery. catch my fucking laser beams, asshole
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once again sorry to everyone for bringing this to your dashboards. but some of you are like, genuinely delirious. not even in a funny way. & i hope you die. i hope we both die. hand in unlovable hand etc etc
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Saying this in the nicest way possible.
Some people really need to shut up.
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today worst day ever 🥹🥹 so glad to be home
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it's so so so important to me that william's motivation for his initial killings is just like. because he wants to. he's a serial killer, he doesn't have some deep emotional motivation. the discovery of remnant is just like. additional motivation beyond Enjoying Murder.
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rhaenyra flying to laena is my dearest wish but if she hasn’t seen either of them in ten years and literally pulls a “look how i can be a better you than you could ever be you cowardly spineless worm” i will rip my skin off
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i definitely missed out on a lot of shows as a kid.. .didnt watch atla until last year Cause i saw Aang and i was like NOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!! kid me was so picky. i only watched spongebob, ppg, spongebob and like gravity falls as a wee child. back then tho GF was on thin ice but it managed to save itself in tiny me’s mind cause i would pretend dipper and mabel were me and my brother (cause i am also a twin and i thought it was. cool. if they werent twins i wouldve dipped out of that show so hard thank god i didnt). didnt watch danny phantom i thought it was shit. didnt watch ben 10... fairly odd parents was my favorite show and tbh i dunno how
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okay i am hilarious for being the only kid to take up my moms threat of kicking us out as far as i know like cmon. cmonnnnnnnn.
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am i the only one who doesn't see purpose in the cycle of work for more work to do more work so that you can earn more work? why should i fucking try if my only reward is getting more work and maybe a "good job keep working". i am. fucking tired.
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having jokey banterish relationships with your friends is all fun and games until they make a joke about something you told them in relative confidence and then you just have to be like. hm. now why would you say that.
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ೃ⁀➷ only you, my girl
- ,, neteyam x fem reader
- ,, you think neteyam is extremely attractive, others do too , its fine! you get it! but what happens when they cross a line ?
- ,, warnings - neteyam is head over heels for u, jealousy and the attitude that comes w it, fluff , all this happens before the events of awotw.
-‘๑’- dark red - steve lacy
Neteyam has always shown so much interest in you, and made his courting so obvious, but why do people still not get the damn hint?
Currently you are walking on a huge tree branch, high above the ground, with Lo’ak, Kiri and Spider. Neteyam isn’t here, much to your dismay, because he has “ Future Olo’eyktan duties” as Lo’ak likes to call it.
“it’s almost eclipse, let’s start heading back” Kiri mentions and for once, Lo’ak and Spider agree and make their way home without causing too much of a fuss
“woah guys, you barely even whined about having to go back home so early today, whatsup?” you question laced with sarcasm as you hear Kiri chuckle and nod in agreement with you.
“we don’t want to keep you away from your boyfriend for too long y/n, we all know how cranky my brother gets without you” Lo’ak adds and Spider cackles, thinking this is so super funny.
You shove Lo’ak and tell him to shut up, and that Neteyam’s not your boyfriend, and he doesn’t get cranky.
Your relationship with Neteyam was quite.. obvious , yet complicated. Both confused teenagers in love yet don’t know how to confess it, nothing was official, but everyone knew you were off limits, you were Neteyam’s girl.
you are clutching your stomach in pain from laughing too hard when you enter the Sully’s cave, wiping a tear from your cheek wondering how on pandora could someone be so stupid as lo’ak and spider.
You hear the laughter die down and your eyes set on a pair sitting together in the gathering room of the cave, Neteyam and Rini.
You eye both of them in confusion, so does Lo’ak, Kiri, and even Spider. You feel butterflies fluttering in your stomach but not in the good way, you don’t like how close Rini is to Neteyam.
“Guys, Rini caught me on the way back to our cave and said she wanted to hang out with everyone, hope no one minds?”
The four of you shake your heads and make your way to the pair to sit down with them. It was odd, Rini wasn’t good friends with any of you, maybe Neteyam? No, you would know. Why does she suddenly wanna hang out with us? Neteyam is often times too nice to say no, maybe he couldn’t deny her? You wonder if the others question the same, and maybe they do, judging by the looks on their faces.
“y/n” you hear your name in neteyam’s voice, he pats the spot next to him, the opposite side of where Rini is sitting, you don’t want to sit next to him, to be petty, but you oblige anyways, oblivious to the female na’vi glaring daggers at you, Neteyam gives you a bright smile, now that you got his attention, you’ll have it the rest of the night.
Neteyam embraces you in a warm hug, his hands sneaking around your waist as he whispers into your ear “missed you, you look good”
you smile shyly and open your mouth to thank him, but someone else beats you to it
“Neteyam! This cut on your arm looks terrible!! Are you okay? How’d you get it?!”
God. Her voice is annoying, why is she yelling? Neteyam is literally next to her?
You eye Kiri and she rolls her eyes at Rini, you stifle a laugh and Neteyam notices, smiling sweetly at your antics, momentarily forgetting Rini was even there, until he is bought back to his senses.
“Oh this? It’s nothing just a scratch”
“Do you want me to patch it up for you?”
Your eye twitches, you try to have a normal conversation with the other three, trying your best to ignore the two sitting right next to you, but Rini makes it unbelievably hard with her screeching voice.
“No I’m g-“
“I insist” Rini touches Neteyams shoulder and gives it a squeeze, you look at Neteyam and he knows it, you’re pissed. You stay quiet and enjoy the show infront of you.
“I’ll have y/n help me later Rini, it’s alright.”
“Oh- Oh yeah okay” she deflates, but you have a feeling deep down, this girl isn’t giving up so easily. You wonder who put her up to this. Her mother? Grandmother? Friends? Toruk Makto’s eldest son’s mate does have a nice ring to it, despite the length, but that title’s yours, she knows it.
You all are laughing at Lo’ak and Kiri arguing about who Spider likes better when Neteyam rests his head on your shoulder. You feel your stomach explode with butterflies again, the good kind.
“Tired?”
“mhm” Neteyam mumbles, you reach your hand up to the braid dangling infront of his face and move it behind his ear. Your romantic little moment is interrupted yet again by the same culprit from last time.
“Neteyammm, it’s so dark! Will you walk me to my cave?” Rini latches onto Neteyam’s arm and gives him a little tug thats powerful enough to have him pulling away from you and get him to stand up.
“Uh-“ Neteyam looks at you for approval, you’re not looking at him, instead opting the floor was a better option. Neteyam is no fool, he knows why you’re upset, he gets it too, if some random man was leeching onto you like Rini is, he’d be upset, hell, he’d be crazy. He doesn’t like that expression on your face, he doesn’t like when you’re sad, because of him too.
Neteyam look’s over to Lo’ak and Lo’ak immediately gets on it. “Bro don’t worry about it, Kiri, Spider and I will walk Rini to her cave, we know you’re tired and wanna be with your girlfriend”. Lo’ak smiles and winks at his older brother.
This throws Rini offguard.
“Thank you guys. Rini, see you around”.
“Awh Neteyam it’s a shame you couldn’t accompany me, y/n keeps snatching you away from me and if i’m correct.. she isn’t even your girlfriend.. you should spend more time with me and my friends!” Rini smiles slyly, her tone innocent but her intentions show clearly. Rini hugs Neteyam and whispers something in his ear, which you’re sure she said loud enough for you to hear on purpose.
“If you ever do need a mate that will actually commit, you know your options” she winks and pulls away from his embrace as the group starts to walk outside, irritated.
You stand up abruptly and walk past Neteyam who stood there dumbfounded.
“Y/n” He grabs your wrist to stop you from walking any further.
“Let go Neteyam, I wanna go home” You hate how wobbly your voice sounds when you speak right now.
“y/n, are you crying?” He sounds so worried it makes you even sadder
“i’m sorry baby, im sorry, i didn’t know she was gonna act like that” he pulls your head into his shoulder and strokes your back comfortingly.
“don’t call me that.. im not your girlfriend, and i don’t care how she acts” you say, though your tone and quivering lip betray your words
“y/n..” he pulls you away and cups your face with his gentle hands, afraid he would break you if he was any less gentle “cmon look at me” you meet his gaze and his eyebrows furrow at the sight of your slightly red but watery eyes
“you know you’re the only girl i ever want right? you’re so special to me y/n..why don’t you see that, i want you to be mine so bad, every morning i wake up and pray to Eywa to finally have let you see how desperate i am for you. why must you let someone like rini ruin your day?”
you sniffle, and Neteyam thinks its so cute he could kiss you right now, but he holds back.
“but i am yours nete” you say, unintentional doe eyes looking up at Neteyam that make him melt, he can’t hold himself back anymore .
Neteyam leans towards your face, held by his hands, and he stops right infront of your lips, asking for permission, waiting for disapproval “kiss me y/n” it sounds like a plead, like he’s almost begging, so you do.
you feel your head explode, his lips are so soft, so perfect against your own and you question why you didn’t do this before.
you pull away but neteyam chases after your lips and captures them again. You finally pull away and rest your forehead against his. Neteyam gives you another kiss that lasts shorter than your previous, “i see you, y/n”
you look up at him through your eyelashes and smile slowly
“say it back” he whispers against your lips and you almost give in.
“are you sure? you don’t wanna explore your other options?”
“you are the only option, ever.” you smile.
“i see you, neteyam” and you kiss him again, he whines into your mouth and you have to stop yourself from giggling at the sight of our future olo’eyktan being putty in your hands.
- you hear a sob from outside and later realize Rini stayed behind cuz she thought Neteyam would leave you and go after her but oh was she wrong
- loak kiri and spider dont even realize rini is missing and they start talking shit abt her once they do
- anytime rini saw u and neteyam after this, she would always have her fists balled up and bottom lip quivering
- she thought she still had a chance with neteyam after her eavesdropping on his confession but everytime yall hung out neteyam would be so clingy that eventually she realized he was too inlove with you
- fuck u rini hah hes mine btch
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Lute and Sinner!Fem!Reader
a/n — Taking an Idea I had from a request and running with it because I completely twisted it into something else in my head.
Summary — Lute has a very homoerotic rivalry with fem!sinner!reader in the form of vague headcanons and loose storylines.
Warnings — unbareable sapphic tension, mention of injuries and blood
Let’s start off with the obvious; Lute has no idea how to process feelings for the reader.
I mean you’re literally a demon from hell, there should be nothing appealing about you in the slightest.
Unfortunately for Lute, she found absolutely everything appealing about you and this pisses her off to an insane amount.
She would spend hours trying to justify it in her head only for every excuse to fall flat. If she wasn’t already practically pulling her hair out over this, now she is.
She finds herself looking forward to the next extermination more and more. The scary part was that the reason wasn’t just because of the chance to slaughter vile demons.
She wanted to see you.
So what does every lesbian in denial do when they have complicated feelings for someone they shouldn’t? Start a rivalry.
Every extermination she seeks you out and fights you specifically
“You, vile demon! Come out here and face me!” She would absolutely make a scene as she is incredibly intense.
I feel like you would surprise her with being able to keep up with her fighting skills, or at least almost.
Like I feel like she would go easy on you at first. After all, she just wants your attention, she doesn’t actually want to kill you.
After a little bit she would actually have to start really trying in order to not actually lose.
Of course that would piss her off and turn her on at the same time, leaving her incredibly aggravated.
Maybe after a couple exterminations you would be already used to Lute and her shenanigans and you would play along.
“Hey, sweetheart, how’s heaven treating you these days?” You would tease while dodging her sharp spear.
“Don’t call me sweetheart, you demon scum!” She would hiss back at you, trying to hide her blush by violently jabbing her weapon your way.
I don’t think she would play along in your flirting at all. She wouldn’t even humor you, just get slightly more angry and flustered.
OH. MY. GOD. There would be SO MUCH unresolved sexual tension.
Obviously Lute is too loyal to heaven to give into lust so there’s just a lot of pining, lingering touches, and bedroom eyes.
Threats are definitely the main love language here.
“That’s right run! I’m going to ruin that pretty face of yours when I catch you, you vile creature,”
“Aw, Lute! I never imagined you were such a flirt,” You would wink back, thrusting your dagger towards her in a swift motion.
She dodged it and fell back, “I—I meant with my spear, you sick pervert!”
“Still called me pretty.”
“UGH, I’m going to rip your head off its shoulders!” she would storm at you and hope you dodge her blow last second.
If one of you ends up on top of the other while fighting, that would literally kill her.
You would both be so close, breathing into eachother, faces inches apart, lips slightly parted and—
“Distracted much, Lute?” You would raise your eyebrow and she would immediately switch positions and fall back into the rest of the exterminators.
I do think that as much as she pretends to hate you, she would genuinely loose her shit if one of the other exterminators hurt you.
Like she would be screaming at them.
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing? You think you can just attack her like that and—“ She would realize how this looked and correct herself “—um, with that form? Can you do ANYTHING right, you useless excuse for a soldier?”
Then she would chase you off to where none of the exterminators are watching and corner you.
“I don’t have much time,” she would look over your wound, “Are you alright? Are you— are you bleeding out?”
“Well, I don’t imagine i’m in the best condition, thanks for asking,” you nod down to the where the angel stabbed you and glance back up at her.
She looked off, almost like she was genuinely concerned. Her hands would hover over the stab wound as she assessed what to do.
“What’s gotten into you?” You would inquire, trying not to wince.
“I just— well, I’m—“ she would stammer, before ripping off a piece of her uniform and pressing it against your injury. You suck in breath.
“I can’t have my favorite enemy dying from an angel who’s not me.” She would finish, trying to sound cold even though her voice was borderline wavering.
“Sounds like you’re going soft on me,” You smirk weakly.
“Never going to happen, demon,” she would almost smile at you.
There would be a moment of silence as her fingers grave your open cut and linger against your stomach.
She cleared her throat, awkwardly, “Apply pressure to the wound and clean it as soon as you can. You’ll be fine.”
With that, she would leave and go back to slaughtering demons, probably wishing she could have stayed with you.
a/n — smut of her later tonight because i’m obsessed and need her biblically (Haha)
Also you guys are so Once More to See You by Mitski coded.
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A number 15 green-eyed mojito with Nico💚
thank you for requesting!🫶🏽
15. "What would I be jealous about?”
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“You’re staring.”
“I’m observing.”
“If looks could kill, he would be dead.”
“Tragic.”
“Oh my god,” Jack grumbled under his breath, shooting his captain a concerned look before shaking his head. “Remind me not to piss you off.”
Nico rolled his eyes. “You piss me off quite often, actually.”
“I—” Jack paused, his eyes narrowing as he lightly jabbed his side with his elbow. “One, that was rude. Two, you need to calm down. You’re acting like a jealous boyfriend and you aren’t even her boyfriend. You’re just the jealous part.”
Nico scoffed, but he didn’t tear his eyes away from you.
Because, as much as it pained him to admit, Jack was right. He was acting like a jealous boyfriend and he was fully aware of that. But it wasn’t like self-awareness couldn’t exactly stop the bitter feelings bubbling in the pit of his stomach as he watched the man openly flirt with you.
“You know,” Jack continued, something quite like amusement in his voice. “This wouldn’t be a problem if you just grew the balls to ask her out.”
And he hated that Jack was right again.
The crush he had been harbouring on you was obvious to everyone with a pair of working eyes. Or at least, everyone except you. Since the day you started on the team, Nico had been all lovesick smiles and longing gazes, practically throwing himself at any social media opportunity he could just so he could spend time with you. It was a little embarrassing and pathetic, all things considered.
But the worst part was that it had been a better part of two years and Nico had made no move to confess his feelings towards you.
Which then led to moments like now, where Nico had no real reason to feel as irritated as he was over some guy from the media team flirting with you.
“Shut up,” was all he managed to mutter out.
“This is actually really sad to watch,” Jack muttered before sighing deeply. “Just know that I’m doing this because, as your friend and alternate, I’m worried about you possibly breaking your jaw before making a move.”
Nico frowned a little. “What are you—”
But before Nico could even stop whatever stupid move Jack was going to pull, he was calling out your name and waving his hands in such an exaggerated and overly dramatic manner that Nico felt his cheeks heating up.
“I hate you,” Nico muttered under his breath as you began making your way over.
“You’re about to hate me so much more but I know you love me,” Jack whispered back before he grinned at you, the words leaving his mouth so quick that Nico almost thought he imagined it when the younger boy said, “Nico is jealous.”
And then, the fucker was running off and leaving a gaping Nico in the dust to deal with the consequences.
You blinked in surprise before you turned to the boy. “You’re jealous?”
“Me? Jealous? What would I be jealous about?” Nico attempted to laugh off, but it was forced and dry and it didn’t quite land the way he wanted to when he noticed your brows furrowing in concern. “Jack is just messing about, don’t listen to him.”
“Really?” You questioned, watching as Nico quickly nodded in response. “So it has nothing to do with the fact you have spent the last fifteen minutes glaring at Thomas?”
Nico blinked, feeling the blush spread from his cheeks to the tip of his ears. “Uh—”
“For what it’s worth, I’m not interested in him,” you said.
“Oh.” He couldn’t bring himself to care how happy he sounded, how hopeful.
“I’m interested in someone else,” you continued.
“Oh.” The disappointment was clear and heavy in his voice, inklings of the previous jealousy sinking into his response.
“You might know him,” you added, trying to bite back your smile when you watched his nose scrunch up. “He’s a hockey player, has a cute accent and pretty brown eyes. Think he might even be the captain or something.”
Blood roared in his ears and he was pretty sure his smile was going to split his cheeks, but he didn’t care. “Really?”
“Yeah, but he’s a little blind,” you teased, almost looking a little bashful despite the unwavering confidence in your voice. “I’ve been waiting for him to ask me out but he hasn’t been catching my hints.”
“He sounds a little stupid,” Nico murmured. Maybe he would’ve felt embarrassed if his heart didn’t feel like it was about to beat out of his own chest. “But I bet he’s wondering if you’re free at seven tonight.”
“Let him know it’s a date,” you said, grinning right back at him.
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imagining worshipping coryo the way he deserves to be worshipped. he just comes home from a long day and you’re on your knees for him, ready to just take his cock into your mouth
mdni | worshipping coryo
oh especially president!coryo. he’s had a rough day at work, fed up with stupid senators and the constant threat of the districts rebelling. when he comes home, he’s angry, his hands are balled into fists, but he can’t help but smile when he sees you on your knees, waiting and eager.
‘i’ve waited all day,’ you pout, crawling towards him.
he groans at the sight of you in his favourite lingerie, the one that’s a deep red and made of the finest lace from district 8. your breasts are practically spilling out of the bra, and he feels himself harden at just the mere sight of you, all ready for him.
‘yeah? just can’t wait to please me?’ he asks, stroking your chin with his cold fingers.
‘mhm, i’ve missed you so much, coryo,’ you paw your way up his thighs, clutching at him.
you rub your cheek against the leg of his pants, and gaze up at him, wide-eyed, in awe that you belong to him. he pats your head, admiring your dedication, the way you kiss the fucking ground he walks on. it’s what he deserves, after all. he’s the fucking president of panem. everybody should grovel beneath him. at least if nobody else does, he can rest assured that you always will.
‘i’m so wet for you, coryo,’ you moan, head now pressed against the outline of his bulge in his pants. ‘i wanna suck your dick so bad.’
your eyes are brimming with tears, and there’s a noticeable whimper in your voice. god, are you crying? he can’t believe you want him that bad. your hands fiddle with his belt, and then his zipper, pulling his pants down as swift you can without creasing them. if you did ruin them, he’d have been pissed.
when you tug his boxers down, a steady stream of saliva trickles out the corner of your lips. knowing he’s not in the mood to be gentle, you merely open your mouth, ready to receive.
he buries himself right in, groaning as his cock hits the back of your throat. the first time he’d made you suck him off, you were still a virgin, and you’d cried so hard and made such a mess, because he was just too big. now you knew exactly how to take him, but you still gagged, and this pleased him, because it reminded him that he was practically a god to you. and you would do anything to kneel before the altar.
coryo isn’t slow with his thrusts, he’s already chasing his release, and doesn’t hesitate to force your head down when he feels like you’re not taking him far enough. his balls slap against your chin as you choke him down, hands grasping at his thighs. you love it so much, the way he treats you like nothing but a fuck doll while you grovel to him—you would do anything to make him happy, and he likes it best that way.
‘so fucking good,’ he grunts, fisting your hair. you try not to cry because he’s ruined your perfect blow-out, but you want to cum later so you swallow back the tears.
he only likes it when you cry because he’s making you feel good. if you’ve pleased him particularly well, he’ll spend hours lapping at your cunt, eating you like you’re his last meal.
‘gonna swallow up all my cum, aren’t you? you love it,’ he laughs, sliding himself all the way out only to slam himself back in, watching as you sputter.
your cunt is aching to be filled, and you hope that later you can show him just how much you worship his cock by letting him pound you into the mattress. your favourite thing is to ride him, though, and watch as he spurts a sticky load of pearls into your tight cunt.
he lets out a heavy groan as he feels himself unfurl. he holds your head down against his cock, your nose brushing against the thatch of blonde hair on his pubic bone, and comes right down your throat.
you swallow it up obediently, and lick your lips when you feel the excess cum that’s dribbled from his tip. he tastes perfect. you love the taste of him more than anything else in the world, and beam up at him with a pretty smile.
you’re his most devoted disciple, taking his word as if it were creed; taking his cum like it’s holy water, and taking his body as if it’s what gives you life.
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Hii this is so random but do you think Sukuna has cute aggression? I can totally see him experience cute aggression towards Reader haha like pinching her cheeks or something I don't know
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CLOUD NONNIE I LOVE THIS SOSOSOSO MUCH
tags: fluff. curse words. 500 words.
as he looks down at your sleeping form, your head resting comfortably on his lap, he can't help but feel an uncomfortable pull in his chest.
his teeth grind together and his fingers twitch, a response that leaves him puzzled.
he's reading a good book. he is with you. there are still many hours left in the night. he should be content.
so why does he feel such... agitation.
his hand reaches toward your face, and while he swears he means to do nothing more than caress your cheek, he finds himself pinching your skin between his fingers.
he doesn't realize he's done it until you jolt, staring up at him with sleepy yet wide eyes that seem to beg the question "what the hell?"
"sorry," he says evenly.
"was i snoring or something? there are gentler ways to wake me up, you know," you grumble.
"you weren't snoring. i didn't intend to do that."
your eyebrows knit. "you didn't intend to nearly rip the skin off my face?"
"now you're just being dramatic."
you let out a breath of a laugh, "maybe."
you stretch your arms above your head, and one of your hands moves to cover your mouth as you let out something between a sigh and a yawn.
and he feels it again. more intensely this time.
your shirt's ridden up, so he reaches for the plump flesh it reveals and squeezes it between his thumb and pointer finger.
slapping his hand away, you finally sit up. "hello???? that hurts. have you discovered intrusive thoughts or something? you're supposed to ignore those."
"intrusive thoughts?"
"yeah. it's when you get unwanted thoughts. for example, about doing something violent—"
"oh. i get those all the time."
you stare at him for a moment before rubbing at your temples. "right. you're hopeless."
"this wasn't that. it was a feeling, not a thought."
"...go on."
perhaps he's said too much, because suddenly he really does not want to explain any further, but he does so anyway.
"it's just that you looked so... pleasing... that it made me feel... things."
once you get over his stellar articulation, you understand the situation and it makes you giggle.
"stop that," he commands, pink dusting his cheeks. "now you just look annoying."
"sorry— i'm sorry," you offer. "it's just that, i wouldn't expect you to experience that."
"experience what?" he questions, agitation lacing his tone.
"cuteness aggression."
"i can't even begin to explain how ridiculous that sounds," he deadpans.
"you think i'm so cute," you begin dreamily. placing your hands on either side of his face, you squeeze his cheeks together. "that it pisses you off. you're just adorable."
if you were anyone else, you'd be terrified by the look he gives you. "you're not cute. you're too infuriating to be cute."
"if you say so," you sing, settling back into your spot with your head on his lap. "just try to control yourself, hm? thought you were supposed to be some sophisticated higher being or whatever."
"shut up and go back to sleep."
i truly believe he would take full advantage of cuteness aggression after this. AND HE'D BE A NIBBLER. god, his teeth would always be leaving little marks on your skin.
he's nibbling on your earlobe and he's nipping at the spot below your ear. it makes you feel so flustered, so you're pushing him away.
and in the most dastardly sugary tone he can muster he's like "i can't help it. you're just so cute."
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Tristin Dugray relationship and intimacy hcs
wc: 1.1k
pairing: tristin x afab reader
genre: smut smut feelings smut
warnings: dumbfucking, tristin is a cocky bastard and a slut and a whore (all affectionate), pussydrunk tristin, brief mentions of exhibitionism and tristin having bull energy, hickeys, cute jealousy, tristin is an attention whore (affectionate), other girls are jelly of you bc tristin likes you that fuckin much, tristin has a vaguely bad homelife, use of mary as a pet name
song recs: mary - alex g, break my heart - spectacular cast
a/n: this boy.... has consumed way more of my brain space than I anticipated??? he grabbed me by the fucking throat lol
tags @yesv01 @magcon7280
As with all nsfw works all characters are aged up to 18+
That being said HOLY SHIT LETS GET INTO IT
Tristin Dugray is one horny motherfucker
Like really seriously horny
Stage 5 thirsty for you specifically
Like I said in that one drabble he’s a cocky attention whore until a certain point
Then he just gets completely stupid
His goal is to fuck both of you absolutely dumb, and he’s really good at it
Even when he has you both completely stupid, he’s still gonna keep going
Like until he collapses on top of you
But before he gets so pussydrunk that all he can do is pant and grunt and whine in your ear
He absolutely talks you through it
God this boy just can’t shut up can he
So he’ll guide you and tease you and coax more and more out of you
He’ll call you mary and babble out praise
And he’ll soak up every expression you make
Every noise you let out
GOD just looking at you??? It takes so much energy not to cum on the spot
Tristin already knows that no one can fuck you like he can
But he’s even more willing to prove it for you
Not gonna lie, he has major bull energy
Tristin can sweep you off your feet and charm you away from anyone else vying for your attention
Then he can push his fat cock snugly inside you and make you squirt and shower you with attention
He ruins you for anyone else by giving you ultimate princess treatment
God the duality of this man
Speaking of his fat cock, he’s hung like a goddamn horse
Like he’s already so fucking perfect
He’s hot as fuck, loaded, actually has a personality, he likes you that much, he’s loyal
And he’s packing??????
It’s almost unfair
But yeah Tristin is the whole package (pun intended)
He can do whatever he wants. Literally anything.
Because he’s this hot, you’re going to have to be prepared for a lot of jealousy from the plethora of girls who have a crush on him
Which is almost all of them
Girls get so fucking pissed when you have bruises and hickeys and can’t walk
Like seriously
It’s impossible to be friends with any girls that know Tristin because boy keeps you marked up
And they don’t like that
He’s so tantalizingly close to them but agonizingly out of reach
They hate it even more when he smells like you and has your love bites all over him
He proudly shows that shit off
Along with all the scratches you leave on his back
And an occasional pair of panties left in his pocket
Nothing makes him happier than having your scent and marks and presence all over him
Once he finds out about bra strap bracelets????? You make him one and he will never take that shit off
Gets pouty when his hickeys fade and asks you for more
He pulls you into his lap and bites your ear playfully
“Well Mary, your friends need to know that I’m taken, don’t they?”
“It’s not my friends that I’m worried about…”
He pauses kissing your neck to look up at you with a cocky gaze just full of victory as your words sink in
“You are jealous…”
GOD HE LOVES WHEN YOU GET JEALOUS AND POSSESSIVE OVER HIM
ACTUALLY MAKES HIM MOTHERFUCKING FERAL
It has this energy
Oh my god oh my god and watching his hair grow back out from his military school buzzcut???
When it’s finally long enough to tug and flop over and tickle your face and neck while he fucks you?????
And brush all softly against your thighs when he goes down on you???????
Best era tbh
And Tristin really does love going down on you a lot
He has some almost pleasure dom tendencies???
Someone hose this boy down
Just fucking neuter him at this point
Seriously once he gets a taste of you, it’s game over
Tristin is easily the biggest fucking slut you’ve ever met
But he’s only a slut for you
Literally
All he wants is you
So when he has you, he’s going all out
All the way
Hitting all the spots (literally and figuratively)
Don’t let him find out about your g spot
He already abuses your clit enough as it is
Just cause he loves the face you make when you orgasm
He gets kind of obsessed with making you cum
Seriously he will sneak off with you for quickies and hand stuff in some really risky places
He doesn’t even care about getting caught at this point
He just loves seeing how nervous and turned on it makes you
And he loves having something to tease you about
Seriously this man will whore himself out to you at a moments notice
He’s so fucking touch starved that it’s really nice to have something long term and serious with you like this
It’s all he’s wanted for a really long time
Even with Summer, he tried everything he could to make it work
I think it’s safe to assume he has a similar homelife to Paris
Specifically from the quote regarding Paris’s baggage when Tristin said “yeah, [I have] a matching set”
You’re not being too subtle there babe
So with all the inconsistencies and instability he’s dealt with through the years
You really are a breath of fresh air
Tristin wants to be committed
He wants someone that he can give all of himself to
When he met you there was a terrifying moment where he felt his priorities shift
He knew that if his options were a safe choice or you, he’d choose you hands down
But now he gets both
He gets that consistency and devotion and commitment
And he gets it with you
So you better believe he is not fucking this up
He is going to put everything he has into this
Because he knows how you deserve to be treated
And he knows he can’t lose you
Which means he just has to be the kind of man that you deserve
One of the most beautiful parts of dating Tristin is getting to grow together and watch him really blossom alongside you
You are the catalyst
You are what made him into who he is today
And he wouldn’t want this with anyone else but you
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