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futureman · 9 months

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hi idk if u remember me but i literally love u okay anyways

so literally just dbf!joel saying “sweetheart i need you to be quiet” and ”baby i’m gonna cum if you don’t shut up” and maybe covering her mouth at some point 🤭

have a wonderful day and thank u sm for ur time 🙏🏾

hii love, ofc i remember you! tysm for sending this in ♡ accidentally got inspired by my dinner last night, oops. hope you enjoy!!

does your mother know?

pairing: joel miller x f!reader

warnings: 18+ MDNI, no outbreak, close family friend!joel, language, smut, rough sex, unprotected piv, age gap, mild exhibitionism, old man joel can't keep it in his pants at family dinner

word count: 1.7k

Friday night dinner wasn’t supposed to go like this.

One hand buried in your hair and the other slapped over your mouth, muffling every moan and sigh you make while Joel fucks you against the sink in the upstairs bathroom of your family home.

He'd arrived late with a charming, drawled apology and immediately made the mistake of taking the seat across from you. If he'd sat literally anywhere else, he might've been able to ignore the perfect curve of your tits in the lowest-cut shirt he'd ever seen you in, or your constant need for the salt and pepper shakers, conveniently placed right in front of his plate.

Every time you leaned over the table, he was reminded of the fact that you’d decided to forgo a bra. Whether that was for his benefit or yours, he was doing his best not to find out.

Not after your parents had taken the time to invite him here, insisting that he eat a home-cooked meal for once, knowing full well he's been surviving off TV dinners ever since Sarah left for college.

“That’s kinda rude of me, huh?” you smiled sheepishly after giving him a particularly revealing peek, but the look that followed was downright sinful. "My bad, I just didn’t wanna keep interrupting your dinner by asking you to pass the salt. Figured it’s been a while since the last time you ate."

And you were right. It had been a while since he’d tasted anything as sweet as you, that satisfied him the way you do, but you already knew that. It’s why you were baiting him—because you know he can’t resist you.

Still, he tried. He really did, but the Southern gentleman in him couldn't refuse dessert or the hefty glass of wine your mom poured after he'd finished helping her clear the table. So, when he'd found himself trapped between your familiar warmth and the armrest of the couch, he should've known there'd be trouble.

When you'd casually gestured a little too widely during the story you were telling and splattered half the glass across his flannel and jeans, he should've gone to the bathroom to treat the stains alone instead of accepting your apologetic offer to help.

He should’ve known better.

But the second your doe eyes lock with his, roving over his body like the lovely dinner your mom made wasn’t nearly enough to fill you up, he realizes he does know better. He just doesn't give a shit.

And that's why you're bent over the sink, taking his cock like you were made for it, and making the sweetest sounds he’s ever heard. You either don’t care enough to stop, regardless of whether your parents can hear you or not, or you’re too blissed out to notice. But he does.

“Sweetheart, I need ya to be quiet,” he grits out tightly, barely audible over his hips slamming into yours and the filthy squelch of your pussy around him. “Don’t want us gettin’ caught, do ya?”

You can’t respond, or even nod, with his hand still held firmly over your mouth, so you whine your acknowledgment into his palm, squeezing your eyes shut as you try your best to do what he asked.

You’re clearly struggling. Those muted, stuttered whimpers grow louder every time he buries himself to the hilt, and he almost wants to remove his hand and let the sounds of your pleasure echo around the room, so everyone in this house knows just how good he’s making his girl feel.

“I know, baby, I know. Feels good, don’t it? S’hard to keep all those pretty noises in when you’re takin’ so much, but I need’ya to try,” his lips graze your ear with each growled word.

Another pained whimper passes your lips through the cracks between his fingers, and he accidentally bucks into you harder than he means to. Christ, he’s never heard you sound like this before. So needy. He shouldn’t, but he wants to hear more. To feel your chest vibrate with it, watch in the mirror as your mouth parts around even just one perfect, drawn-out moan.

The hand buried in your hair trails down your neck, beautifully elongated as your back arches to take him deeper, and snakes around your body. He tugs down the front of your shirt—that flimsy fucking tank top that's been teasing him all night—to cup your breast and, fuck, you like that. Your pussy grips him in response, clenching intermittently while he roughly tweaks your nipple between two calloused fingers.

You’re tight, almost too tight for him to keep up his merciless pace if he wants to last much longer, and so goddamn wet. You’re seeping right into the wine-stained fabric of his jeans, making an even bigger mess than you started with.

“Look at ya,” he mumbles, slowing to watch in awe as his cock drags against your entrance, reappearing slicker with every thrust. “So fuckin’ tight...and sloppy. You’re makin’ a mess of me, sweetheart."

You shudder under his rapt attention, at the sheer want in his voice, but despite the obvious effect of his words, you’re still staying quiet, just like he told you to. You’ve been such a good girl, so he decides to take a risk and reward you.

“M'gonna let go, alright? But ya gotta keep bein' good for me," he leans down to press his lips between your shoulder blades, his hand dropping from your mouth to settle on your waist. "Don't need'ta be silent, just need'ya to keep it down. Can ya do that?"

You gasp as his slow, deep thrusts still and he presses flush against your ass, grinding into you languidly as he waits for your answer.

"Y-yeah...yes, yes," you reply weakly, cold ceramic digging into your breasts as you pant heavily into the sink. "Keep going—p-please, just fuck me."

"That's my girl," he breathes raggedly, and he's a little ashamed at how quickly his balls start to tighten at the soft timbre of your voice.

His pace abruptly picks up, and then he's forcing you onto his cock again, his hips slamming into yours with a steady, wet thock-thock-thock that's probably louder than you've been all night. But he doesn't stop—you feel way too fucking good to stop, and he likely couldn't even if he tried.

In the back of his mind, he tells himself that your parents are probably doing dishes by now, and whatever he's doing to their daughter upstairs is getting drowned out by running water and clattering dishware.

He continues to repeat the shitty lie to himself as he yanks you up, pulling your back flush against his chest and wrapping an arm around your stomach to hold you in place. The abrupt shift changes the angle of his hips so he’s fucking up into you instead, and it feels...indescribable.

He's hitting something he wasn't able to reach before, a sensitive spot impossibly deeper inside you that has your pussy squeezing him, gushing down his cock, and he's—

Fuck, he's not going to last long.

"Mmph...fuck—there, Joel, there. So, so fucking close, please, need it harder."

Christ, and you begging him to fuck you harder isn't helping. His hand drops between your legs to your swollen clit, slipping through the slick mess to rub tight, insistent circles into the hardening nub, and the heady friction has your thighs quaking almost immediately.

"S'good...feels soso good," you slur deliriously, teetering on the cusp of your orgasm. "Wanted you so fucking bad all night...ngh, should've fucked me right there on the table—"

Joel cuts you off before you can finish, pushed a little too far past his limit.

"Baby, m'gonna cum if ya don’t shut up," he grits through his teeth, still pounding into that spot, still rubbing hard and fast swirls into your clit, and he can feel how close you are.

"F-fuck, me too—m'so close. Fill me up, please."

That sends him over the edge. You barely have time to gasp in a breath before he shoves you back down, lifting one of your legs up to the side so he can sink even deeper as he practically mounts you on the edge of the sink.

"Fuck yeah, I'll fill ya up," he groans, drawn-out and wrecked, as he empties inside you, thick spurts coating your convulsing walls. His hands greedily roam your body, caressing every inch of bare skin he can reach. "Send ya back downstairs to your momma and daddy with my cum leakin' out of ya. Filthy fuckin' girl."

Three more achingly deep thrusts, and then you're cumming hard, exploding hot and wet around him, already feeling him start to drip out of you and down your thighs. Your entire body seizes, desperate not to make a single sound while he fucks you through your orgasm, but then Joel meets your eyes in the mirror.

The warm chestnut of his eyes has been completely overtaken by his blown-pupils and he looks a little wild, like he's about to do something you'll both regret. Then, he does. Without warning, he buries his face into the crook of your neck and bites down hard, sucking a bruise into your skin he knows you won't be able to hide, and the squeal that erupts from your chest is high-pitched enough that you know everyone in the house heard it.

The thought alone stokes the heat already starting to build in the pit of his groin again, and the sight of his cum leaking out of your pussy in thick globs when he pulls out only fans the flames.

"M'takin' you home, sweetheart. Gonna fuck ya the way you deserve," he mumbles into your marked skin, and you tremble in his arms, whimpering softly through an aftershock. "Then, you can scream as loud as ya want—"

"Everything alright up there?" Your mom's voice filters up the stairs. "What, did one of y'all fall into the sink?"

Joel noses into your hair, chuckling before he responds.

"Just finished."

#joel miller x reader #joel miller x you #joel miller #joel miller smut #the last of us fanfiction #tlou fanfiction #pedro pascal characters

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honeytonedhottie · 2 months

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how to stop being toxic⋆.ೃ࿔*:･⭐️

the point of this post in general is a reminder to be self aware so that then u can become an individual that u are proud of ✨

SELF AWARENESS ;

everyone has traits in themselves that they aren't necessarily proud of and thats okay. its only natural bcuz we are humans. whats important is that u are able to acknowledge it and work on it.

toxic traits and behaviors stem from things like our own insecurities, conditioning, our egos and a multitude of other things. when we aren't toxic we free ourselves up for better people and experiences.

SELF ASSESSMENT ACTIVITY ;

do some shadow work, dig deeper and do some journalling to rly assess some of ur personality traits whether u classify them as a negative or a positive trait. some examples of traits include

having trouble taking accountability (shifting blame)

once you've classified that trait, write a sentence that explains why that particular trait is/isnt toxic. so for this particular trait ur sentence could look something like

trouble with taking accountability for myself and my actions is a toxic trait because it displays my inability to be responsible for myself/admit fault. this can jeopardize relationships and opportunities for me, it can also hinder my growth as an individual.

just because you notice toxic behaviors within yourself, it doesn't mean that u are a bad person. in fact, since u can acknowledge it and wanna improve it, that shows that u are a good person.

HOW TO ACTUALLY STOP ;

look for the source of toxic behaviors that u display. some ways that can help u to identify what makes u act in that way is by seeing a therapist who can help u to dissect and understand urself, intentional journalling etc.

when u find urself in situations in which u think that ur being toxic, u can practice mindfulness and nip it in the bud. the more that u practice doing this the easier and more natural it'll feel.

be a good listener

show urself compassion

start journalling/going to therapy

listen to feedback

listen to feedback from others from an impartial view. dont take criticism or negative feedback personally. take the feedback that u get and apply it cuz thats one of the many ways u can grow.

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subskz · 19 days

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what’s the worst punishment for each skz member? one that will for sure put them in check, and will make them beg you for mercy just at the mere mention of it?

what a fun question 😽

chan - anything that involves denying him attention. he will crumble instantly if you tie him up and make him watch you get off by yourself instead of letting him please you. it turns him into a teary begging mess, esp if u taunt him by saying the toy/your fingers make you feel better than he ever could~ alternatively: tying him up and using a vibrator on him without actually touching him yourself, or riding his face when he has a ballgag in his mouth so he can’t actually eat u out. he’ll break instantly bc he channie handle being ignored and he hates not being useful to you

lino - as difficult as he is, smth as simple as edging/orgasm denial usually does the trick. he’d never admit it, but being denied just a few times is all it takes for his patience to run out and get him pliant for you like no other punishment can. it reminds him that he’s powerless as much as he likes to pretend otherwise, and only you can decide whether he gets to feel good or not. once you’ve edged him enough the brat in him melts away and he’ll do anything just for you to let him cum. esp if you gag him so he can’t even mouth off while you edge him

binnie - spanking…he always acts like he can take it and he honestly basks in pride when you give his ass attention, but poor binnie starts squirming around and whimpering out apologies after just a few slaps bc the sting is too much for him to bear when it just keeps coming and coming w no praise or relief to get him through it…not to mention he bruises easily 🥰 (it rarely gets to the point where you’d need to punish him anyway bc just telling binnie he’s being a bad boy will usually put him in check right away!)

hyunjin - he relishes in most punishments and sometimes even tries to get them, so they key w hyune is to give him his way, but pretend to be uninterested while you do it. it’s very simple but very effective! have him top you/give you head but give him no reactions, fuck him like he’s a toy while you act completely unaffected or even bored. if he’s being bratty, let him dry hump you while you focus on some other task and dont acknowledge him. it drives him wild and has him apologizing in no time, begging for you to please look at him, pay attention him, remind him he’s yours

jisung - chastity cage/not allowing him to touch himself is the way to go w hannie! he can usually handle most types of pain, humiliation, edging/overstim, etc, but being completely denied any kind of pleasure at all is his nightmare. he’ll be whining the instant you threaten to lock him up, even just waving the key to his cock cage around immediately makes his eyes go wide as moons and has him on his knees for you, ready to behave ♡ if you really wanna be mean you can make him give u head while wearing his cage to earn forgiveness, and only take it off once he makes you cum

felix - sensory deprivation, specifically touch! like jisung and hyune, felix actually enjoys a lot of “punishments” to the point where it’s more like a reward to him. but one surefire way to always put him in his place is refusing skinship: tying his hands up and blindfolding him so he can’t see or feel you, or even better, leaving him unbound but smacking his little grabby hands away every time he tries to touch you ): he can’t take it at all and will immediately start to beg for forgiveness, maybe even getting teary eyed bc he knows he messed up bad

seungmin - he doesn’t handle humiliation very well, especially anything public. he knows you wouldn’t actually do it bc he’d die of embarrassment, but smth like threatening to make him wear his collar out in public has his stomach flipping immediately, you can see the moment his face shifts from smug, stubborn brat to kicked puppy. in terms of punishments that u actually enact…having recordings of him writhing and whimpering for you from the last time you fucked is a great way to remind him of his place <3

jeongin - overstimulation! innie is super sensitive so this punishment is a combination of everything that makes him weak. putting clamps on his pretty nipples, putting a bullet vibrator inside of him, and jerking him off all at once so the poor baby is so overwhelmed from all directions he can’t even think abt disobeying you anymore. he has a love/hate relationship w it bc it feels so good but it gets the most humiliating reactions out of him bc he can’t control his body. he’s another one who’d start to tear up, first out of embarrassment/guilt, then once he cums and you keep overstimulating him, he cries bc the pleasure is too much for him to take

#ask #💌 skz #my first answer for seungmo was psychological warfare #offer to be his healer in overwatch and then let him die

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kokon0is · 1 year

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FIST BUMP !!

with— isagi, bachira, rin, reo, nagi

in where how would blue lock characters reacts to you initiating for a fist bump but when u open up your palm and there’s a candy in it.

tags: sfw, fluff, gn!reader, reader has a crush on them, mutual pinning¿ kinda¿, mild swears, not proofread 😙

ISAGI

you picked a specific person to do this to. and its isagi yoichi, a football player in your school that had you head over heels to him.

you waited for him at the usual hallway that he always walks in to go to the field, every exact 4pm.

isagi is walking down the hallway to go the field to practice, few people are passing by but he was stopped right in to his tracks when you hold out your fist right before he walk pass you. isagi doesn’t really know you but you’re one of the familiar faces he has seen around the campus.

isagi will fist bump you and smile “heh what is this about?” he snickered, without any word you opened your hands to reveal the candy inside your fist.

now he’s blushing, he looked at you for a sec and took the candy from your hand, he is sure smiling widely. “this is so cute” he said while giggling his ass off and looking at the candy “take it as a goodluck to your practice” you pat on his shoulders before skipping away.

he stood there still thinking about that it’s literally the cutest thing that had happened to him today, he eventually move and walk to his practice smiling like an idiot.

BACHIRA

despite being such a social butterfly he barely have friends to hang out with him every break time so he would sit on the empty stairs and scroll through his phone.

you’re heading to your next class before the break ends but the elevator is taking too long and you knew that bachira would be sitting somewhere up these stairs so, you took the risk.

you wanna cheer the loner guy up so you reach for your little pocket and keep a candy in your palm. you’re finally at 5th floor and there you see bachira by himself, he looks up to you and gave you a polite smile as he moves to the side to make a way for you.

when you reached his level you hold out your fist in front of his face “hmm?” he gave you a questioning look before he realized that you wanted a fist bump.

he bumps your fist. his own face lit up as someone is finally acknowledging his presence for once, but when you opened your hand to reveal the candy inside it, there you see his bright smile.

“is this for me?? thank youuuuuu” he took it from ur hand and immediately tear it open to eat “you’re quite a loner in here, you should get up now and go to your next class” you said as you continue walking up, he nods and got up from his seat.

both of you now are walking to your next class, and better be prepared because he will sure buy you a whole packs of candy now as a pay back.

RIN

rin is very hard to approach, he will only interact with people when it comes to groupings and stuff or just about school stuff, you knew about this because you’re in the same class as him, and has his seat just behind you.

the classroom is empty, and its breaktime and you’re now fighting with your own thoughts whether you should do this or just forget about it, but its too late to decide because rin is already walking inside the room with his usual stoic face.

his resting face never fails to intimidate you, but fuck it. right before he pass you, you hold out your fist in front of him but he only looks at you with a straight face, like 😐.

“what’s that?” he asked while looking at your fist, you didn’t said a thing and moved your fist a bit more like you’re telling him to bump it.

he still wears his confused frown but he finally bump your fist, but he waited for you to speak up after bumping your fist.

instead when you opened your hand there’s a candy in it. you could see that his face lit up, his features become softer instead of having his natural frown painted across his face.

“tss, that’s fucking lame” he commented, but still took the candy tho and sat on his chair, you gave him a smile “what’s wrong with sharing some of my snacks? how harsh” you said with a teasingly tone.

he shakes his head and proceeds to eat the candy that you gave him while he space out to his textbooks.

REO

we all know that reo is popular in the campus, he could get whatever he wants even hundreds of hearts in the campus.

you’re kinda one of those hearts, its kinda annoying that every one in this campus likes reo, and the possibilities of him literally going out with anyone he like is really high.

but instead of screaming his name everytime he walks inside the campus, you wanna be different.

you crossed your way with reo while heading to your class, he gave you a nod of acknowledgment and a polite smile but he is met by your fist in front of him

he thinks it’s so random but he still bump your fist “hehe have a good one” he said while he continue on walking, you forgot to open your hand because you’re too caught up with his charm.

“hey wait!!” you called, he is not that far away from you, probably just 5 steps away? but it doesn’t matter. he gave you a confused look.

but then you opened your hand to reveal him the candy inside your fist. he let out a little “oh…” before walking right back at you and take the candy from your palm

“these are my favorite!! thank you [name]” he cheered, but you’re more flustered about the way he remembers your name, and the thought of he knew you is too much for you. you excused yourself without a word and run to your class, reo confused again but all he can mutter is “teheh how cute”

NAGI

every time the school soccer team is playing out the field, there’s always people cheering for them, you will mostly hear reo’s name in it.

despite being in the small crowd your eyes are looking for a certain person, and there you spot nagi on the side sitting on the grass and just watching his teammates.

something in you is saying that you should just abort the mission and just admire him from afar, but no, you’re no pussy‼️

you left the crowd and made your way to nagi, he looks up to you to see who’s going to approach him, for a short second you stare back to him.

you hold out your fist on front of him, waiting for him to bump it. “‘s there a spider inside it?” he asked while tilting his head to the side in confusion.

“bump it and find out” you responded. “eerr…..aight” he lazily responded.

he bump your fist and you immediately opened your hand to reveal the candy, he have his lips slightly parted like it’s his way of showing that he’s surprised.

he took it without a word and tear it open “ oh man, its one of my favorites, thanks” he gave you a peace sign and smiled.

thanks for reading 👌

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fanfiction-blep · 1 year

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CAN I REQ FOR BRAT TAMING QUARITCH bc im OBSESSED with the idea of him saying "whats wrong, didnt you ask for this sweetheart" while brat taming u, oh yes navi!quaritch x navi or human reader (up to you) also maybe quaritch with a spanking and belly bulge kink too 🤭

PLS DOO!! tyyty

PLEASE This man is 1000% a brat tamer. This was so much fun... I hope you enjoy ;)

Brat Tamer Miles Quaritch

Warnings: Dom Miles Quaritch/Brat tamer. Smut, Mentions of fingering, Restraints. Dirty talk. Degradation only if you squint tbh. Fluffy care giver if you squint. Daddy kink.

"OKAY! So hear me out. This man is 10000% a brat tamer wanna know how I know? A brat can see a tamer from a mile away.

look at him, he wants submission from everyone but he takes joy in forcing someone to submit. He takes pleasure in knowing he has the power to push you into submission.

Also as every Dom should he acknowledges your submission as a privilege he realises that it proves how much you trust him. You know how deep his degradation and punishments can go, so when you tease him understanding all to well exactly what is in store for you. He knows you understand the risks. (As you have vocalised this many times to each other.) In this sense his brat tamer tendencies aren't exclusive to the bedroom. He knows he has to take a more care taking role at times.

"Drink you're water princess" "Don't fucking pout at me, drink ya water. Or you want something else in ya mouth?" "Yes Daddy" "Good girl"

He will be so caring outside the bedroom, out side the wondering eyes of others. He is a very private man, he doesn't want everyone knowing his business as long as people know that you are his than that is all that matters.

He will mark you up real good to let the others know too, he'll take pride in you marking him. The first time you bit into his neck and left marks Lyle couldn't help himself. "Have a good time last night Colonel" sniggering while you blush hard, he would place his hand over your lower back in support. "Mind ya business Lyle." secretly he loves the attention, he doesn't want to get into details or have everyone be clued in on you're relationship. As long as people know he owns you, that's all he needs.

NOW inside the bedroom.

You will tease him, for days sometimes. Whether its lingering touches or pressing you body against his. If you haven't been able to be alone for a hot minuet than you'll push it further by wearing a low cut tank, showing a little more cleavage than you normally would. That would push him over the edge, there really isn't much need for skirts on Pandora. However if you retire first to your shared bedroom and he walks in on you undressing/in your underwear... Girl i feel sorry for you.

He'll close the door real slow, do the eyebrow raise thing and lock the door.

there is a cabinet next to the door, at the end of your shared bed. This is where he keeps all the kinky stuff. So if he walks in on you barley clothed or even after a day of teasing he will pull out a pair of cuffs and stalk over to you.

"Strip" Yes sir "On the bed" Anything you say daddy.

Whether you are human or Na'vi man is HUNG so you need a lot of foreplay before anything can actually happen and in moments where you have teased him. He will use foreplay as a part of the punishment. He wont give oral as foreplay as it wouldn't be a punishment.

King of edging!! He will finger you, play with you're clit and keep going until you are a mess. Unable to do anything other than writhe underneath him due to the restraints.

WILL MAKE YOU BEG FOR HIS COCK. omg could you imagine him just tilting his head pushing a lip out and looking down at you. "Ya gotta ask real nice, only good girls get rewards." "Since you want to act like a fuckin' brat i gotta fuck some manners into you"

When he finally pushes himself inside you, your wound up so tight from all the edging its too much.

"Please, daddy. It's too much" At your whimpers he would start snapping his hips into yours holding you're hips down ensuring he can continue his harsh rhythm. "What's wrong sweetheart" He'd mutter between thrusts "Didn't you ask for this? acting like fuckin' brat all day. isn't this what you wanted? To be full of my cock?" You're head would turn to the side his words sending electricity straight to you're core.

His hand would cup your chin forcing you to look at him. "You look away I stop. Understood?" You would nod into his palm, desperate for him to make you cum. "Good girl, now tell me. Didn't you want this? for me to stuff you with my cock, claim you?" A whine left you're lips struggling to form a sentence, his pace slowed down his eyes warning you to speak. "YeS! Please, that's all i wanted you to fuck me" "Fuck" He would growl thumbs beginning to bruise you're hip bones as he slammed into you, bringing you to the edge of your orgasm.

The cocky bastard would lean back on the balls of his feet and start thrusting into you at a new angle. "I don't know if you deserve to cum" He would mutter pulling his bottom lip between his teeth. Pulling you're hips slowly down on his cock. "Please" The beg that left your mouth was desperate, your eyes pleading with him. "Please I'll be good, I need it. Need to cum on you're cock daddy"

"Hmm" He would hum nodding and then he would start thrusting into you pulling yours hips to meet his own, his pace brutal and the sounds leaving his mouth fucking primal. he was a beast and he fucked you into at least two orgasms.

"Ya wanna cum again for me?" His head was thrown back, mouth agape. "Too much" You'd shake your head whimpering and whining beneath him. "thought ya were gonna be a good girl for me" You whined in defeat, almost closing you're eyes due to the pleasure. You're eyes would meet his and he would smirk at you, snapping his hips harder. "You wanna cum with daddy?" You would nod your wrists biting into the restraints. within moments he had you both cumming.

this man!! Please!!!

Brat tamer Quaritch should never be tempted unless you are mentally physically and spiritually prepared to have you're pussy wrecked.

#avatar 2 #avatar the way of water #avatar #miles quaritch smut #colonel quaritch #na’vi quaritch #miles quaritch #recom quaritch #miles quaritch x reader #smut #smut fic

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krashoutluv · 1 month

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comic!jason todd x m!indie rock singer/guitarist reader

cold weather - glass beach

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🪐⁠☆ﾟ⁠.⁠*⁠･⁠｡ﾟ warnings ; sfw (none)

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🪐⁠☆ﾟ⁠.⁠*⁠･⁠｡ﾟ contents ; hc’s totally not based off glass beach lyrics haha thats so cheesy whaat lololo…

I love the way you make me feel when I’m staring at my screen.

At 4AM, trying not to fall asleep

And you hit me up just to see if I’m OK

JASON TODD CODED SOOO BAAADD

literally how the crushes form for both sides

jason has like an inner psyche where he just fuckin knows when youre awake

if you ask him he’ll probably say something stupid like ‘i can hear your (guitar)/(voice)’ and he’s nowhere around you

and his heart throbs whenever you two stay texting for waayy tooooo loonggg, starts cheesing and shit

NEERRRDD

average jason todd text

When I keep you up sending Mamegoma Lines

You know it's shit like that that makes me wanna be alive

JASON TODD CODED LINE. CANON CANON.

he responds through his helmet while he’s kicking ass

it gets so common to a point where he ends up having a full blown convo w/ you using those stupid fuckin stickers

bug him late at night !!

he’ll tell you to gts but he’d be lying if he says it doesn’t make his heart melt when u send him these little fucks.

So I'll call in sick again just to spend the day with you

100% he’ll call a day off to hang with you

whether its showing up to your show then hitting a bar, 100%,

i need jason todd in a relationship where he just drops everything for his s/o,

fuck the mission!! he wants to listen to those fucking vocals for an hour or you shredding ur guitar!!

he’s fucking around in an arcade with you till 11pm

hes a little ass at mario kart, better with motorcycle games,

BRING HIM TO ANY SHOOTER ONES WHERE U HOLD THE GUN AND UR GETTING WAAAASHHHEDD.

he has the most fun with the halo ones or the walking dead ones

weirdly good at the multiplayer pacman games

AMAZING AT GALAXIA ILL DIE ON THIS HILLL

Wanna say I think it's so gay that we really both feel the same way

That I feel like we're more than just friends

It took too long to realize

I didn't miss the cold weather, I just missed you

Jason was never homophobic and or totally against the idea of him being gay

i dont think he was ever in a gay relationship b4 you two

bc most of the vigilante guys he met were trying to fight him or absolute dick heads,

n’ most of the male figures in his life weren’t the absolute best.

so there wasn’t tooo much room for crushing on a guy too easily

if you’d ask him abt his sexuality its smthn like ‘i think im straight but i dunno what if im not.’

heres how i think it starts ;)

you’re preforming at a bar, n’ ofc jason todd can admit when a guys cute/attractive, any guy could do that

and maybe its ur guitar or your vocals but he cant stop watching (he convinces himself its your talent which is reasonably not gay)

maybe one coincidence leads to another and you two chat and go out at times, he pulls up to your shows more.

and the whole time he thinks he’s just acknowledging that your a very attractive person,

notthin crazy to admit ya homie has mad kisssble lips after starin at them for a sec too long. lol. haha. hm.

and i think the thought really hits him when he’s out of gotham for a mission. and he’s craving your presence

he texts you but you dont respond, fuck right you have a show and the timezone difference—

n he gets fuckin, ANTSY and SAD.

he tries to smoke a cig to fuck off

but he cant stop thinking about that one night where he brings you to his favorite rooftop view of the city,

how those sly stupid jokes slip from your mouth like honey,

the way you glance at him and the moonlight on your skin

how he got that random need to just lean into your lips

and— (GAY REALIZATION PANICC) <- link

'Cause I don't need the cold weather like I need you

And I don't need the sweater weather I just need you

Na na na na na na na

Fuck! Hahahaha

hes unlabeled your honor.

#im not gay you are!#jason todd x reader #red hood x reader #jason todd x you #red hood x you #jason todd x m!reader #red hood x m!reader #jason todd x male reader #red hood x male reader #jason todd headcanons #red hood headcanons #krashoutluv

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criticallyacclaimedstranger · 11 months

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In The Wet [a Frankie x reader fic]

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My Frankie Morales masterlist

Fandom: Triple Frontier

Ship: Francisco “Catfish” Morales x you (cishet f!reader)

Warnings: Reader has boobs and pussy but no other descriptors, reader has had problems finding a fitting swimsuit but body is not described in terms of size, Frankie has body issues, Public Sex, Penis In Vagina Sex, sneaky sex in the water on a public beach.

Summary: You and Frankie are at the beach with the Millers, and the brothers' chiseled bodies make Frankie feel self-conscious. However, you know how to make him feel better…

Words: 2,837

The delighted laughter of children mixes with r 'n b from a portable speaker and the lapping of waves, but you're already filtering it out after about an hour on the beach. The sunlight is filtered underneath the beach umbrella, and you blink your eyes open when Frankie shifts next to you. You turn your head to look at him, belly down on the blanket next to you, reading a magazine. You're on your back in your new two-piece swimsuit, expensive as fuck but the first one you ever bought that actually fits your body as it should. Lord knows you've been putting up with cheap bikinis in your day, but now you finally splurged on yourself and went to a lingerie store that catered to all bodies, whether they be thin or thick. The swimsuit you picked out is simple yet elegant, and it fits - something that's so very incredible to you. It's been years since you last showed yourself on a public beach in the middle of the day, but now you're comfortable enough to do so. And you've already noticed that nobody even looks at you twice because everybody is busy having a good time.

Nobody except Frankie.

He noticed the movement next to him and is now smiling at you.

"You snored."

"I nodded off," you acknowledge sleepily, smiling back as you stretch languidly. "It's nice and warm."

"You can't fall asleep if there's any kind of noise outside the bedroom, but put you in the middle of a busy beach..."

You shove him playfully before sitting up and pulling your knees up. The water glitters invitingly.

"Wanna go swimming?" you ask, looking down at your boyfriend in his shorts and t-shirt. He turns around heaves himself up to a sitting position as well.

"Nah, the water's too cold."

"You haven't even tried it!"

He shakes his head and pulls his cap down slightly. "Not one for swimming. You go ahead."

"Yo, love birds!"

Benny comes jogging through the sand to your spot, Will in tow. Both Miller brothers are wearing only shorts, with sweat glistening on their tan, sculpted upper bodies. They've been playing volleyball with some bucks ten years their juniors, but you know the Millers well enough to know that they probably kicked the younger men's asses - and they looked good doing it, too. They keep in shape, and their lean yet muscled upper bodies are tanned, with abs that you could grate cheese on.

"Splishy-splashy," Benny continues. "Time to put the Catfish back in the ocean."

"I'm good," Frankie shakes his head, giving you an encouraging push instead. "She was just going."

"She wants you to come too," you point out, but get up. "But if you don't want to, you can guard our stuff?"

"Sure will. Enjoy."

You throw him a kiss before following Benny and Will to the water. It's refreshingly cool, and while the brothers race each other to dive, you wade in slowly, enjoying the way your legs and thighs and finally stomach get steeped in the cool water. Some kids splashing water on each other get some on you as well, so you lean forward and glide into the next wave, inhaling sharply at the initial cold but quickly finding the temperate wonderful. You swim after the Millers who are waiting for you a bit out, away from the kids but still within reach of the sandy bottom.

You swim around with Will and Benny, dive to the bottom, Benny carries you on his shoulders and throws you into the water. After a while, however, you glance in the direction of the beach, seeing Frankie under the beach umbrella. He's too far away for you to discern his face, and he's wearing his hat anyway.

You tell the guys that you're going to have a rest, then leave the water. As you approach Frankie, he stands up, ready with your towel that he wraps around you when you reach him.

"You want to make a burrito out of me?" you smile as he pulls you snug against him. He takes his hat off so that he can nuzzle your nose with his, before kissing the tip.

"My favorite kind of burrito," he murmurs. "Was the water nice?"

"It was wonderful, you should come."

"You need more sunscreen first."

He sits you down, the takes his seat behind you. Slowly and meticulously, he works sunscreen into your shoulders and back, and you sit with a silly little smile on your face, eyes closing as you enjoy the treatment. When his hands move further down and start to sneak inside the waistband of your bikini briefs, you elbow him gently.

"Watch it..."

"You look so good in this bikini, but you look even better without..." he whispers into your ear, and your cheeks flush while the rest of your body breaks out in goosebumps. He kisses your neck and shoulder, hands stroking around the curve of your thighs, fingers reach the apex teasingly.

"Frankie!" you admonish him in a muffled voice. "Not here."

"I know." He nuzzles the back of your head before wrapping his arms around you. "Had to try, though."

You chuckle and lean back against him, safe between thighs, your hands on his kneecaps, thumbs rubbing little circles on the hairy skin. You sit there quietly, enjoying his embrace, the warmth, the gentle breeze from the sea, the little sphere of love you've made for yourselves on this public beach.

Eventually, however, you want to go back into the water.

"Come on, Frankie," you coax him. "Come and swim with me."

He tightens momentarily behind you, and you turn your head to look at him quizzically.

"Frankie?"

"You go with the guys," he tells you, avoiding your gaze. "I'm fine here."

"What's the matter?" you ask, shifting a little so that you can take his hat off and prevent him from hiding himself under the bill. His warm, brown eyes flicker over your face.

"Nothing, I just don't feel like it."

You frown as you try to understand his unwillingness to go in the water. You've seen him swim before, so you know he can, but -

Oh. Oh no.

"Is it because of Will and Benny?" you ask, fighting to keep your voice neutral. "Frankie, they are my friends, they are allowed to touch me, even when I'm only wearing a swimsuit."

"It's not that," he cuts you off, looking aghast. "I don't care about that."

"Then what is it?"

A kid runs past on their way to the water, spraying sand over your leg. You throw a glare after the kid before turning your attention back to Frankie. He sighs, knowing he can't escape.

"They look better than I do," he mutters. You blink.

"Come again?"

"Look at them." Frankie nods towards the water, and you follow his gaze to the Miller brothers, who have swum out to the pontoon and are diving into the water from it, much to the admiration of a giggling group of 20-somethings. Benny even does a flip, and even if you can't see him clearly at this distance, you know just how the muscles of his body are flexing for that trick.

"What about them?" you want to know. Frankie sighs in exasperation.

"They have the bodies of Greek gods while I am a sack of potatoes with eyes on it."

You want to laugh at the comparison, but your man looks so gloomy you hold it in.

"Jesus, Frankie," you shake your head. "Is that why you're sitting here with your t-shirt on?"

He grunts, and you put a hand on his waist.

"Will you let me take it off?" you ask gently, quietly. He hesitates for a moment, but then his eyes meet yours, and he nods. You pull the t-shirt up and off him, revealing his soft, pudgy belly and sagging chest.

"Mmm," you nod in approval. "Baby, you're perfect."

"You're just saying that."

"Are you calling me a liar?" you dare him with a grin, and a bashful smile breaks out on his face as well before disappearing just as quickly.

"I used to be fitter when I met you," he still apologizes. "I'm just so lazy, I've let myself go."

"Oh, my sweet boy..." You wrap your arms around his waist, that waist that he seems to think is too round, too wide, too wrong, when it's the most perfect waist in the universe. "Frankie, I love that you're home with me on the couch instead of lifting weights at the gym every night."

He's not convinced; you can feel the tension in him. All the times he's comforted you when you've felt bad about your body, sworn that he loves you just as you are, are coming back to you. Damn, but it's hard to say the right thing.

"Frankie," you try again, "I need me a present, soft man who loves my shitty cooking and doesn't care if either one of us gains a pound or two. I need someone who's there for me and doesn't make me or himself feel bad for eating something that's good. You are that man, and I love you just as you are."

Now he's starting to get it. His puppy dog eyes shyly seek out yours. "Yeah?"

"Yeah."

"Even if I get even fatter?"

"You're not fat, baby, you're just thick and broad," you tell him, fingers sinking into the soft flesh at his side. "And I happen to like it."

"But if I got fat?"

"I wouldn't stop loving you. Gaining weight doesn't equal losing worth, or that you're less loveable."

He seems happy with that, and you press a kiss to his lips before getting up.

"Ready for a swim?" you ask, and his gaze flickers to the water, then back to your face.

"Okay."

You take him by the hand and walk down to the water with him. The coolness of the waves is welcome as both of you swim away from the kids and everybody else, and in the opposite direction of the pontoon, where the Millers are still showing off for the girls. Neither one of you has any interest in joining them: instead, you play your own little game where you try to swim away from Frankie, whose long arms and big hands give him an advantage. He catches up with you immediately and wraps his arms around you. In the water, you're weightless, so he can lift you and hold you up with nothing but his hands on your ass cheeks.

You put your arms around his neck to keep steady, and grin when he honks your ass.

"You just couldn't wait to do that, could you?" you tease him, and he winks.

"Been wanting to do it since you took your clothes off."

His eyes drop to your tits that look amazing in your comfortable bikini top. "Those look really nice, too."

"No visible groping," you warn him, and he tilts his head.

"But they're so perfectly grabbable..."

"When we're home."

"Fine." He pouts a little, then looks mischievously at you. You raise a brow, grinning.

"What?"

"I'm incredibly hard right now."

"That's unfortunate."

"It is."

"Lemme feel." You move your legs, one of them brushing up against the outline of his hard dick in his swimming trunks. "Yup, you sure are. That's quite impressive, in this cool water?"

"Honey," Frankie leans his forehead to yours, eyes crinkling as he smiles. "I could be naked in Antarctica and have the biggest hard-on from only thinking of you."

You throw your head back as you laugh, and Frankie renews his grip on your ass. Your pussy clenches when his fingers get awfully close, and you pull yourself closer to him, wrapping your legs around him. You have an idea, a very bold and shocking idea.

"You wanna keep it warm?" you ask in a low voice, pressing your thigh against his cock. "Wanna put it in and keep it warm?"

Frankie swallows noticeably. "Here? There's kids present."

"Just put it in, we're not gonna fuck or anything." You're quite keen on the idea now, your pussy growing heavy and hot at the thought. "We'll just stay like this, like we're talking, but your big, beautiful cock is going to be inside my wet, tight pussy..."

Frankie groans, his fingers digging into your ass cheeks as he presses you against him. He swirls around, the water splashing around the two of you. His back is turned towards the beach now.

"How can I resist?" he asks before brushing his lips over yours. He lets his mouth wander along your jawline, then down your neck, and you giggle, perhaps a little theatrically, while discreetly looking over his shoulder at the crowd. Nobody is paying you any mind. The Millers have proceeded to water games with the girls on the pontoon, taking turns throwing the shrieking girls into the water, then joining them, no doubt getting very close underwater. The water is not clear, nobody can see underneath it. Nobody will see anything else but a couple being cute with each other.

Quickly and as inconspicuously as possible, you take Frankie's cock out of his swimming trunks, push your bikini bottoms to the side, and help him slide inside. His jaw is tightly set in concentration when you settle against him, but there's a reckless sort of abandon in his eyes. You exhale audibly as you wrap your arms and legs around him.

"Okay?" you ask, and Frankie nods, changing his hold of your ass.

"You really are very warm..."

"All for you, my darling," you smile, your fingers playing with the wet curls at the nape of his neck. "This is exciting, huh?"

"Very," he nods as he starts to bob up and down while spinning lazily around. The movement is not much, not like when you're fucking, but it adds a little friction that makes you clench around him.

"Daaaamn..." he moans low, "that's nice and tight. I love your pussy, baby, it's always so good to me."

"And I love your cock," you reply in the same quiet manner, yet with intensity. "It feels so good to have it inside me, Frankie, I love having it inside me, it fills me up so perfectly."

He kisses your forehead as he pushes you hard against himself, making you choke on your next breath.

"Wish I could suck on your tits," he gasps, glancing down at your boobs pressing up against him, all wet and shining in the sun. "So perfect."

"These tits?" You push your upper arms against the sides of your boobs, pushing them together. You can feel him twitch inside of you. In the corner of your eye, you see an older man swimming out at a brisk pace, and you embrace Frankie in a warm hug. Just as the man passes a few feet away, you ask, like there's nothing untoward going on:

"Warming up yet? I can't believe you can be so cold on a hot day like this."

Frankie chuckles as he swirls around with you again.

"You're so bad," he whispers into your ear. You smile wickedly.

"I just love my man and his big dick and thick waist."

Frankie laughs again, then looks up when he hears a motorboat approaching. It's a slightly bigger model, and in its wake come large waves that travel in towards the beach. The kids and teenagers eagerly await the waves, and Frankie readjusts his grip.

"Hold on."

As the waves start to wash over you, he bobs up and down, effectively fucking you with each jump. You hold on, try to mask your moans with laughter, but fuck, it's hard when he's inside you, all you want to do is scream, let everybody know that you're getting fucked by the best man in the world, the most handsome, perfect man with a huge dick that may not be all the way inside in this position but good Lord, it's far enough. You move with him, gasp little encouragements into his ear until he's digging his fingers so deep into the soft flesh of your ass that it's almost hurting.

"I'm gonna cum," he announces tightly, "God fucking dammit, baby, I'm so close."

"Good boy," you pant, and nothing more is needed. He exhales in a cough as he gets water in his mouth, and you feel your walls painted hot and sticky. Frankie slows down, plants his feet on the bottom, and holds you close. You feel his heart pound hard against your own chest, and you hold him tightly and kiss his neck.

"This was so naughty," you whisper, and he laughs breathlessly.

"Worth getting arrested for."

"Uh-huh."

He slips out of you, and you straighten out his swimwear and your own.

"Wanna get out of the water?" you ask, but Frankie shakes his head. His eyes twinkle as he smirks.

"I like it here, in the wet."

#francisco frankie morales #francisco catfish morales #frankie morales #frankie morales x you #frankie morales x reader #triple frontier fanfic #my fic

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judeswhore · 8 months

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Imagine u and jude are fwbs so one night u guys fucking and ur practically going dumb bc of how good he’s giving it to you and u accidentally say daddy 🫢 and neither of u acknowledge it in the moment but it clearly turns u both on and then after u both finish he’s like “i didn’t know u were into that” and ur like “i didn’t know either but clearly i’m not alone”

he’d been working u up for what seemed like hours before he actually fucked u properly, made u cum so many times on his tongue and his fingers so when he’s finally pressing his cock into u ur babbling absolute nonsense bc ur so far gone. you’ve literally gone stupid on his dick and he knows it, his cock repeatedly nudging that one spot inside of u that has u sobbing, his fingers wrapped around ur throat and squeezing just right. and u can barely think, not even registering how you’ve scratched up his back or started begging out a little “don’t stop, please, daddy. wanna cum” the word slipping in ur half fucked out haze. ofc jude catches the word and even tho it’s something that’s never been uttered between u before and something he never even knew he liked it’s setting his body alight, cock twitching at the way u whine the word again and he knows u haven’t really realised but it’s got his head spinning and he’s suddenly fucking u a little harder and deeper, fingers squeezing ur throat as he coaxes another orgasm out of u before he lets himself go, filling u up while the way u sobbed “daddy” plays on a loop in his head. he just collapses next to u, both of u warn out and tired and trying to catch ur breath. him slowly pulling u to snuggle into his chest as u calm down, his fingers dragging lazily up and down ur arm and he’s debating whether or not he should mention what u said bc he doesn’t think u realised completely but it’s ignited something inside of him and he needs to know if he’s gna hear it again. he’s just kissing ur head and talking so softly all “daddy, hm? didn’t know u were into that” and he feels u go still against him, staying quiet for a few moments and now he knows u know what u said. he thinks ur gna ignore him but then u just shrug and go “i didn’t know you were into it but clearly u are” bc ofc you’d noticed how feral he’d gone after u said it and he’d came a lot harder than usual. jude just humming and kissing ur head with a little “yeah, i’m into it” and that just unlocks this whole new thing between u

#hey jude :)

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uselessheretic · 7 months

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u bring up an interesting point re: the events of 1x10, bc I think izzy suffered very disproportionate consequences but at the same time still want him to apologize. I don’t necessarily think consequences factor into whether ed deserves an apology. would be interested to hear ur thoughts (like does it factor in this case bc the consequences came directly from ed) but don’t feel like u have to answer if u don’t care or don’t want do

most likely, izzy's going to end up apologizing in some form. izzy may have plenty of flaws, but refusal to acknowledge when he fucked up and apologize for it isn't one of them. he apologizes in s1e4, admits that he deserved that punch in s1e9, even at the end of s1e9 when he'd being thrown overboard he yells that he's open to suggestions, and now in s2e3 he fully tells stede, someone he absolutely hates, that they did this to ed. he didn't need to do that! he could've placed all the blame on stede and he would never know any better.

izzy's never been to proud to own up to his shit!

i don't think izzy has to apologize in the same way that ed absolutely needs to. ed's level of fuck ups did severe damage to people who cared for him and cost people their lives. for ed to move forward and be the better person he wants to be, he has to apologize for that, even if it's possible not everyone will extend their forgiveness. ed's need to apologize isn't just for the sake of others, but for himself too.

with izzy it's a bit more blurry. if izzy wants to apologize then he can go ahead and do so. if he wants to maintain a relationship with ed in some manner than an apology would be necessary. not just for yelling at him in the cabin which i truly and honestly think ppl are blowing out of proportion, but just? for all of it? their relationship was already toxic and izzy contributed to that as well along with ed.

so it's like? not that he would need to apologize for calling ed a namby-pamby, but just sorry that things got so bad. when ed wanted to leave izzy, he didn't let that happen and did everything he could to try and get stede out of the way. it wasn't for purely selfish reasons—i think he did fr think stede was gonna fuck ed up and tbf he was right—and ed has culpability in it too, but ya know. shit happens. sometimes you fuck up.

but if izzy doesn't wanna maintain a relationship with ed after all of this then i don't think he's obligated to apologize at all tbh. i don't think it's owed, not after all the shit ed put him through, and i don't think he should be judged if he decided to not. it's just that if he doesn't apologize to ed, or at least acknowledge the ways he fucked up too, they can't continue a relationship.

#ofmd #ofmd s2 spoilers

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spuukinightmares · 1 year

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Mondo Owada Headcanons

Because I need more of these . I need more of these so badly and if no one will give them to me I’ll DO IT MYSELF DAMMIT!

These are all romantic btw . sooo it’s x reader . If that’s not what u want thennnn sorrayyy !!

I feel like I’m gonna end up regretting this later and cringing at myself … but oh well !

Let’s just get this over with so I can gaslight myself into believing that I never wrote this nuh uh no way

Just in case you’re unaware, Mondo falls into the “tough guy delinquent who’s actually a big softie” trope of character.

Which basically means, though he acts all tough and looks all scary in front of everyone else, with his S/O? It’s almost a complete 180.

Whenever you’re alone together, he’s a huge teddy bear.

At the beginning of the relationship, it may take a while for him to actually be comfortable with cuddling and stuff like that.

He may not look it, but he’s actually kinda shy!

He doesn’t wanna mess things up, he doesn’t wanna hurt you or make you uncomfortable.

Plus, his whole life he’s had to keep together his strong, tough guy image in front of everyone.

He’s never really had anyone that he could just be vulnerable with until you. It was a big change.

Once he comes out of his shell though? HUGE cuddler.

He loves to hold you in his arms, to hold your hand, kiss you…

I think that physical touch would be one of his main love languages.

But he still values his image, so when you’re in public together, he isn’t gonna be super affectionate with you.

That’s not to say he won’t be affectionate at all, though!

It’s kind of silly how he does pda, he’s too embarrassed to hold your hand but he’ll still wrap his arm around you when you walk together.

Probably because it still makes him feel strong in a sense that it feels like he’s protecting you.

As well as signalling to other people that they need to back off.

He can get jealous quite easily. There’s a part of him that believes that he doesn’t deserve someone as amazing as you.

That maybe you’d be better off dating someone else.

It makes him feel afraid. Afraid that he’s going to lose you.

I think once you can convince him that you wouldn’t do something like that, and that you don’t want anyone other than him,

He’ll start to hold your hand. :]

Here’s an uncommon headcanon for you:

I’m so sorry, but he would not let you wear the jacket.

Cute as the idea may be, I imagine that his coat is quite sacred to him, sort of like his hair.

So unless you’re a part of the Crazy Diamonds, he’s not gonna let you wear it.

On the topic of his hair though, he almost always has it in his signature pompadour.

And no, he won’t let you touch the pompadour either.

You’ve asked him before if he’s ever let his hair be unstyled, and if he’d ever show you what that would look like.

Immediate answer is “hell no.”

With a bit of convincing, he says that maybe he’ll show you one day, but only if you don’t acknowledge it when it happens.

You agree, of course, but MAN is that a difficult promise to keep.

Because when it actually happens you wanna say something so badly because he looks ??? So gorgeous ?????

But you keep quiet.

Eventually he’ll end up letting you play with it at some point, but only when it’s down.

He finds it very soothing when you run your hands through his hair, scratching gently at his scalp.

It’s so soothing in fact, that it causes him to fall asleep. Everytime.

Very adorable, just make sure to use this power wisely.

Surprisingly, he’s a quiet sleeper. Though he does drool.

If you sleep in the same bed, he’ll always be cuddling with you in some way.

Whether it be just having an arm around you, or hugging you close to him.

He is VERY warm. Great for when it’s cold, but pretty annoying during the summer.

So maybe try not to be under the covers with him in hot weather.

Good luck getting out of bed in the morning btw because he is NOT letting you go.

He’s usually out with his gang at night so he has a habit of going to bed late and not getting up until like . 12pm or something.

Which kinda works out if your sleep schedule is just as bad as his (coughs me coughs).

You help patch him up after fights !!

He gets into a lot of them, and sometimes he doesn’t even notice where he got hurt.

He’s a bit careless when it comes to that sort of thing, so you’re always the one thoroughly checking him over and bandaging him.

It would be oh so cute if you kissed some of his wounds before putting on bandages.

He begins to sort of look forward to you patching him up, so much so that he even allows himself to be hit a few times just so that you can.

He’d NEVER admit to this though. Never.

This isn’t to say that he wouldn’t try to avoid getting seriously injured, however.

He knows you care about him and he doesn’t wanna worry you, so he’s started trying extra hard to not get super roughed up.

Plus he tries to avoid fights all together when you’re with him.

Did I mention that he lets you ride behind him on his motorcycle? Because he does.

If you’re sensitive to loud noises, he’ll keep the muffler on. Or get you some earplugs.

If you’re nervous about it for the first time, he’ll promise to be careful.

Expect to be riding behind him a lot.

He’s never quite sure what to do for dates, so he usually just drives you around the city and makes a bunch of stops at places that he thinks you’d like.

He might also buy you some little trinkets if he has the money.

He’ll be especially nervous with giving gifts to you, he really wants you to like them.

Will probably end up shouting and cursing at nothing, assuming the worst if you don’t respond right away.

He’ll feel REALLY BAD if you flinch, apologizing profusely. And swearing at himself some more as he tries to quiet down.

Eventually you’ll be able to spot the signs when he’s nervous.

You’ll attempt to calm him by holding his hand or putting your hand on his arm or chest, reassuring him that it’s okay and he doesn’t have to feel so nervous.

He’s been working on his volume, for your sake.

Overall he is a very loving and gentle boyfriend, if not a little awkward.

You just need to show him a bit of patience :]

omfg this took SO LONGG and ended up BEING so long too . Oopsie . But anyways I hope that anyone who read this got some sort of enjoyment out of it because I will never be writing again goodbye forever I shall now retreat into my little hole of shame. /hj

WHY IS TUMBLR SO HARD TO USE WHY DOES IT KEEP DELETING TEXT ?? AND IT ADDS TEXT IVE ALR DELETED .. HELP?

I think I need to go to sleep .

#mondo owada x reader #mondo oowada x reader #mondo owada #mondo oowada #danganronpa x reader #danganronpa mondo #what other tags am I even supposed to use #HOW DO I EVEN USE TUMBLR TBH??

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virgincels · 4 months

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ok ok ok this has been sitting in my head for literally too long and now i’m under an anon to share it w u cs president kennedy my beloved 🤞

imagine if u were like . president! leon’s illegitimate daughter (this is the one for the poc readers who want president kennedy as ur father aka ME cs im projecting) as a result of him sticking his big white kennedy in another lady at a bar or party !!! n id imagine ur like . little younger than ashley and leon’s a little bitch and doesnt want a bastard child along w his actual daughter but ur mom wants to have u !!! so he doesnt wanna be a dick and is like ok . and then gives her money to never ever talk ab it again so its all hush hush

fast forward ummm reader’s in college / uni and made it into the same school ashley goes to woohoo !!! but !!! the school is super expensive (considering ashley is attending) so out of like lowk desperation readers mom contacts leon to like . ask for sooomeee money cs she doesnt wanna go broke sending her baby to school !!! ashley overhears the call or whatever n is like “omg i have a little sister and shes going to school in the area ?!? 🥺” and leon, seeing how happy ashley is, lets reader come live w them while shes at school instead of the dorms provided she pretends shes like . a niece or smth to avoid some scandal (stupid ass leon thinks thats gonna cause an issue cs hes LITERALLY fucking his daughter on the down low. not beating the accusations!!!)

reader moves in and ashley is all over her little sister !!! wants to dress her up like a doll cs she sees the state her secondhand clothes r in and how little she has !!! eventually begs leon to take them shopping so they can have a sister/daddy-daughters date !!!

at first its . tense w leon cs he didnt want another daughter around ! he has ashley ! hes doing this to make ashley happy but reader is sooo desperate for a relationship w daddy :( (think of jingle balls reader tbh i think ???) mopey whenever dad downright refuses to acknowledge her, seeing all the hugs and kisses he gives ashley . n ashley isnt dumb ! mostly ! she sees how sad reader is n is like i have an idea >:)

ashley literally like . makes leon sit in a cuck chair in the corner of her room while she fingers reader n forces her to tell leon how she feels ! and reader is literally like . sobbing and creaming all over her older sister’s fingers ab how close she wants to be w leon like he is w ashley !!! eventually like . leon gives up cs he’s already hard from seeing two girls get it on n joins them n promises to start treating reader better (n he actually does cs i want this to have a happy ending 😭)

- 🖇️ anon

oh my god anon u don’t understand how much I LOVE THIS.. I have ocs in like my original work where the rich scumbag dad kind of pays off a girl he knocked up to just shut up the baby.. and it reminds me of this cuz his other daughter is rich n spoiled like omg :3

and yeah.. he probably got ur mom a boob job and called it a day. has the money to pay her regularly but he’s a fucking disgusting deadbeat so he stops the minute u turn 18 and there’s also the fear that journalists and media will go digging and find out ab this account he’s sending money to :3 and the thing is ashley wouldn’t even care.. she would just be so happy to have another sister his wife wouldn’t even gaf.. like she doesn’t care ab leon she’s a gold digger!!! so he’s being needlessly . cruel LMFAO but he’s just so . focused on ashley just has tunnel vision for her it’s sickening !!

and he would also be pissed off. that you got into the same university as ashley? takes it sort of as a threat like.. he’s mad omg cuz he thinks you’re there to fucking expose him and ur not? ur just!! a smart cookie omg and ashley is so lovely.. she wouldn’t leave ur side whether it be on campus or at home she’s so excited to have a sister like she grew up pretty lonely? even if leon’s first priority is her he’s still a busy guy and he’s not much fun like he’s a gross old man how much fun can she have with him?

she would be so pushy ab it too.. insists that he gives you a kiss when he gives ashley a kiss! tells him to hug you and hold you when he does it to her:.. and leon’s like tweaking omg he’s usually with her as much as possible fucking her openly. sticking his hand in her panties when he wants but yk you’re there and. not exactly exposed to what they do as of now LMFAO

and ur kind of like. u half resent him? bc how could he do that to you and mom? fuck her and knock her up and then just leave her? when he has a daughter here who just gets everything at the drop of a hat and it’s not Ashley’s fault so u don’t blame her at all its just him omg but at the same time u want him so bad.. when ashley insists that he’s affectionate with u too ur like nonono! it’s ok it’s ok but :3 really you do want him to do it bc u want a dad so bad..

and omg.. big sis ashley she’s so.. she’s so pushy towards leon tbh!! like she will get what she wants from him.. OMG just. she won’t let him touch until he swears to be nice to you and he has to touch you so sweetly and get you off and fuck you while your big sister talks you through taking dads cock .. like trust she will whip him into shape

#inbox 💌#tw incest #president!leon #🖇️ anon

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spaceyflowerswriting · 1 year

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💬 Continuation to Eugene's text one if you can please.... also i decided tht can the sender be like a close, really close friend of eugene and yuseing that goes to the same school and knows what shit he does (i am trying so hard to not make an actual story for this seriously, i feel like i will and ship this y/n and eugene hard🥲)

》Oi foureyes! I have some spare so tell me!

》please damnit! Tell me...

》 Even tho i have known you for ages you only eat/ drink things me or yuseong choose

》 you never tell us your preferences! Like 'just choose whatever yoh want I'll payand eat whatever it is' and you actually eat even the shittiest of combo i could come up with!

》 Also you know i met this guy in our school named yeonwoo and he might be your tripket y'know, you might know him he is good looking, smart, on top of his classes, wears glasses like you and is actually quite famous, a newtuber.

》 I think i like him... he also has a good personality unlike someone... he is really nice as well

》actually you know what if you don't wanna hang out this weekend should i ask him out for a date?

》 before you say anything like 'go get him a gift and leave me alone'

》 i already did and bitc* please you knew what you were getting yourself into when you became my friend now deal with it.

》 You have to deal with it. No other options

》 also can i get that hot guy's no. Who is always with you, the one with the nice personality, the 3rd and 4th affiliate prez i think?

》 oh, and that weird mask one whose hair are blond and is always with neko

[Eugene will be grumbling about his phone notifs going off cause of this and that is what y/n wants]

(Can i have a jealous eugene and yuseong....? And you can decide whether eugene likes the reader or not, or whether yuseong likes her or not)

[a/n: omg if u do end up writing a story please tag me !! i would love to read it <3]

"That's funny. President Eugene always lectures us about keeping our phones on silent mode and yet his phone isn't."

After turning said silent mode on in his phone, Eugene slowly turned his head to smile at Eli. "Yes, well, this is a one time mistake. Why don't you try to remember to keep your remarks to yourself?"

The sharp tension stayed in the room even as the meeting continued, so when the meeting ended, it left Eugene in a somewhat bitter mood.

He decided to check who was texting him so much earlier, only to see it was you.

"What nonsense are they texting me now...?" As he read through the texts, he was originally amused but then began to feel... well, he refused to acknowledge the j-word. It was a childish emotion to him.

Softly exhaling, he texted back:

I have a nutritionist and whatnot on hand, I swear to you I eat well. You don't have to worry and my preferences mean little because often you and Yuseong pick things I like. Just continue what you're doing.

And about that boy... we may be similar in many ways but I've paid no attention to him. Also, no need for snarky remarks, I've had enough for the day.

You must know me so well if you knew I was going to reply, "Get him a gift and leave me alone." Just go on that date.

I'm glad we're such good friends you're happy to be insufferable towards me. And no, I'm not giving you the numbers of any of my subordinates.

Before Eugene closed out of his conversation with you, he felt a tap on his shoulder and just noticed Yuseong, who apparently had been quietly peering over his shoulder this whole time.

"What is it?" he asked his twin, who just frowned. It didn't take him long to realize why, and oddly enough he felt the slightest tinge of that j-word again. "Oh. If you're sad about our friend going on that date, feel free to make plans with them so they can't go. I can get you time off, if that's what you want."

Upon hearing his words, Yuseong eagerly nodded and Eugene took a mental note of it. Maybe he should hang out with you, too... but he didn't want to interrupt Yuseong, and he still had work to do. Another day, he supposed.

#lookism x reader #eugene x reader #texts #sorry this got long i had a lot to reply to lol

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enassbraid · 1 year

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HII! i've been into dance moms lately help😭 can i req akito , toya, and rui (separatly) w a fem s/o who was on dance moms? if u dont wanna write this thats ok hehe have a good day!

-> 𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞!

You felt a lot of indifference towards your past position, but they’re always there to tell you you’re more than your past

With Akito Shinonome, Toya Aoyagi and Rui Kanishiro

Cw! Mentions of past trauma, yelling, implied past anxiety attacks, self sabotage (kinda), you punch rui!!!! | fluff (akito’s), comfort (toya’s), Angst to fluff (rui’s)

Akito Shinonome

When Akito first met you, he knew he’s seen you somewhere before. He just couldn’t put his finger on it, but knew you were a familiar face. It wasn’t until one fateful day Ena woke up earlier than usual and put something on the family TV.

He recognized your face instantly, and everything fell into place. ‘You looked so familiar because Ena would watch you all the time on TV.’

A scoff escaped the ginger’s lips, how could he forget that? Although, you have changed quite a bit since you stopped appearing on the show. The version of you practicing on the television now is so tiny compared to who you are now. Both mentally and physically.

“You’ve been a little too interested in Dance Moms Akito, you feeling okay?” Ena said teasingly. It’s not often she saw her brother paying attention to something like that.

“I’m fine. Hey- does it really matter what I watch and don’t watch?” Ena laughed at his remark, brushing him off and sending him to the Cheesecake shop they both like to pick a slice up for her.

The younger rolled his eyes in annoyance at her request, but did so anyway. At least he could get a slice for himself.

The walk was just like any other, gripping the money tightly in his pocket and only focusing on his destination. Well, that was Akito’s main focus. Coincidentally, he just so happened to see your face in the crowd. It took him a moment to recognize that it was the current you. After all, he just finished watching your younger self on an old show.

There was a silent debate in his head on whether he should go up to you or not. ‘Wouldn’t that be creepy?’ He thought. But it’s not like he’s a stranger to you… you couldn’t mind too much, right? Before he could finish the debate, the boy found himself walking your way already.

“Oh, Akito? I didn’t know you came around these parts. What’s up?” The small smile on your face felt a little forced, but Akito paid no mind to it.

“I could say the same to you, I didn’t think someone like you would come to such a crowded area.”

His words rang in your head a bit, ‘someone like me?’ You thought. While you didn’t want to acknowledge it, you knew what he was talking about. ‘I guess I can’t keep it a secret for too long to anyone.’

“Oh well you know, it’s been so long since I dropped out the show. Not many people recognize me anymore. Which actually, I’m pretty grateful for.” You said. While you liked the attention for a bit, it got overwhelming fast. Learning how to keep up with fake fronts to strangers was exhausting, though Akito didn’t seem to mind the natural you.

“Yeah, I only realized it was you when my sister put one of your episodes on earlier. But it’s cool, you’re still (Name) at the end of the day.”

Something about his words were comforting. At the end of the day, you were just a regular person. It felt nice to have someone acknowledge that without putting you on a pedestal.

“Hey, where were you heading?” You asked. Partly out of genuine curiosity, and partly out of wishful thinking. Maybe you can tag along with him.

“The bakery, I’m picking up some cheesecake for me and my sister. She sends me on these errands a lot.” He scratched the back of his head a bit. One thing you both had in common? Keeping up a fake appearance in front of certain people.

“Oh, I know the bakery your talking about, I love it there! Can I come with you, perhaps?” Honestly, you just wanted to get out of the crowded plaza. Otherwise if someone recognized you here, you’d be too exhausted to do anything for the rest of the day.

Akito didn’t mind one bit. He sensed some desperation in your voice, and assumed what you were thinking. There was a mutual understanding that both of you were trying to make yourselves look good right now.

He wouldn’t mind getting to know the other side of your personality a lot better.

Toya Aoyagi

Toya wouldn’t have known who you were until An pointed it out. He wasn’t aloud much television or internet access as a kid, and when he was, it was always monitored. So to say he was clueless would be an understatement.

It didn’t help that An was so casual about it, just casually saying;

“You see that student? They were on this show I used to watch as a kid, Dance Moms, isn’t it so cool she goes to our school?”

When Toya hears this, he thinks it might have been an idol show, and you were a former idol. It wouldn’t be anything new for An to be so normal about being acquainted with a popular figure. The dual hair boy let his curiosity get the best of him and looked up this… “Dance Moms.”

He only watched the episodes you were in, trying to understand where your coming from and what made you so special. Though when he finished, he felt more worried about you than he’d have liked.

Watching you get screamed at over messing up precise steps, seeing you get belittled to put other dancers up, it looked traumatic. He could understand why you dropped out of the show, the experience didn’t seem like a pleasant one.

The next day, seeing you in the halls felt… different. He just watched a big chunk of your childhood, and now he has to act like he doesn’t know a thing about you. Surely you wouldn’t like to be talked to cause you were on such a exploiting show as a kid? With each passing period, he noticed you more and more.

But seeing you alone throughout the day made the boy feel bad. Did you choose to be alone? Did others avoid you because of how they watched you get screamed at so much as a kid? He wasn’t sure. But he was sure something in him made him take a seat next to you on a bench.

The silence was awkward and the tension felt thick. ‘I definitely should have thought this through.’ He thinks. He clears his throat, getting ready to speak before you ended up speaking first.

“What do you want? Come here to tell me how bad of a dancer I was on that show?” Your voice was laced with disgust, emphasizing that disgust even more when you mentioned “that show.”

While Toya was no expert on dancing, he knew that your dancing wasn’t bad at all. Sure, you might have screwed up a few moves. But didn’t everyone? Yours just so happened to get more shunned than any others did.

“No, actually. I’ve seen you alone a lot, and everyone could use some company.” He said sincerely. He knew bringing up your status wasn’t a good idea, and avoided mentioning it. You appreciated that, but only a bit.

You looked frustrated. ‘Why would you be frustrated?’ He thinks to himself. He would understand being upset, or even a bit annoyed. But frustration felt like an odd emotion to feel in this situation. To him, at least.

“You’re just going to try and get close to me, get a little bit popular, and leave with that popularity. That’s what they all do, I assume you’re no different from them. Maybe your double colored hair represents how two faced you are.” That’s a bold claim…

He began piecing the puzzle together. You were always alone because you distanced yourself from everyone, and you had a fear. It made sense now, the fear of being used was a scary one to him. At the same time, he wants you to see having real friends is important, much better than being alone.

“In that case, could I prove to you I’m not… ‘two-faced’?” He asked. You almost choked on your spit at that. Why would he want to prove anything to you?

“If you try hard enough, maybe. I can’t be fooled easily by whatever your going to do.” There was a trace of amusement in your voice, as if this was the first time you’ve heard a funny joke. But with that amusement also came bitterness.

Toya made a pact with himself, and a silent pact with you. He would do whatever it took to show you having friends isn’t so bad, as long as you find the real ones. And he’s okay with being your first real friend.

Rui Kamishiro

Rui was sure he was mistaken. Someone so talented- popular- someone with such a clean reputation… wants to be with him? He couldn’t believe it.

For a moment, he thought of putting distance between the two of you. Someone like you shouldn’t be around someone like him. People would surely get the wrong idea, and then you’d lose everything. He didn’t want that for you, not at all.

The best way to avoid that outcome?

Distancing himself.

The tall alchemist almost felt like he was in junior high again. The way he pushed you away was all too familiar to the way he pushed Nene away, and he hated it. But, this was for your own good.

At least, that’s what he wanted to believe.

He found it difficult to keep you away. After class ends, you’re always running up to him with lit up eyes. It was a subtle part of his day that he didn’t realize he loved so much, he missed it.

Now he had to ignore that light and walk directly to the next class. It hurt, but he paid no mind to it. You were probably doing just as well, if not, better, without him.

Though that wasn’t the case at all.

In your eyes, Rui had left you alone in the dark. There was no explanation for the sudden cut off, there was no sign of it beforehand. It had you running in circles in your mind. ‘What could I have possibly done?’ You thought.

You attempted to confront him, multiple times in fact. But every time he sees you, he scurries away hastily. Apart of you wanted to slap him across the face, but the other part just wanted to break down in front of him and beg for an explanation.

You two were practically best friends before all this. He helped you out of being crowded by old fans and was like a bodyguard at times. Rui never cared about the person you used to be, he only cared about the person you are now. It meant a lot to you.

But now it seems he’s forgotten all about that.

You needed to corner him if you wanted an explanation. He had to be alone with no excuse to just “go away.” You just had to catch him at that perfect time. Even if it takes awhile, you’ll wait as long as you need for him.

A few days went by with 0 luck. The only time you saw an opening, he started messing with two underclassmen. One looked like he was about to snap Rui’s neck while the other was keeping him from doing so. It was an amusing sight, and you were happy to see Rui in his element. Even if you wish those two underclassmen went another way.

Making your way to the vending machines, you spotted the familiar purple haired boy fiddling with the buttons. A look of irritation plastered on his face as he begins to shake the machine from the sides.

‘Ah, something must have gotten stuck.’ You thought. This wasn’t an opportunity you could miss, it was too good. You walk up to Rui and the vending machine, helping him shake it a bit more vigorously before the soda candy finally dropped. He bent down to open the slot and retrieve his snack, and then turned to you.

“Why thank… you..” A face of realization flashed across his face. ‘Theres no way out of this one.’ He thought.

“Rui.”

“(Name)…”

Rui looked at everything except you, trying his hardest not to crack open. What could you possibly want from him that’ll put your reputation at risk?

“Can you tell me? Tell me what I did. You stopped talking to me out of no where, and keep avoiding me! Do you have any idea how hard I’ve been trying to talk to you?” Your voice cracked a bit. There was a deep sense of desperation in your voice that only a fool could miss, and Rui was no fool.

“I just thought you’d be better without me (Name). You’re talented, beautiful, and most of all, a good person. If people see you with me they’re going to think you’re a weirdo like me.” He never realized how dumb his idea sounded until he said it out loud. He wanted to distance himself because you were more important than him? ‘Pathetic of me…’ he thinks.

A silence coated the two of you, and the last thing you wanted was to indulge in it. This whole time… he was avoiding you because of your reputation? Because he didn’t want to ruin your reputation just by being around you? You wanted to laugh.

“I hope you know how happy I am being your friend. You don’t water me down to “a previous dancer on television” and you never did. I always appreciated that and I just- I just want to keep being with you Rui.” This time you couldn’t stop the voice cracks, or the lone tears falling down your cheeks.

Like all the times before, Rui pulled down his sleeve and wiped your tears. His gesture made your heart melt like it always did. He couldn’t stand seeing you cry, it was only worse you were crying because of him.

“I’m sorry (Name), if I had known… I would have stayed with you. I won’t let a mistake like this happen again, I promise.” His tone was sincere and gentle. His hands still on your cheeks from wiping your tears, it was a moment you could stay in forever.

But you weren’t going to forget what he did that easily, no matter the reason. You pulled away and punched his shoulder a little harsher than intended. He yelped in brief pain, clutching his shoulder.

“What was that for??!” He nearly laughed, but refused to give you the reaction you wanted.

“That was for leaving me in the dust for days! Do it again, and it’ll be worse.”

Rui didn’t wanna know what that meant, and deepened the promise he made in his head SK he would certainly never do that again.

Despite the stinging pain he felt, he smiled.

‘I really missed this..’

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