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Are you that person who came up with “vibanium strap “💀
NO OH EEM GEE 😭😭😭
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is it just me or is like Tumblr links not working for anybody? I've been trying to click on A+ part one but it brings up some error page
Yeah it’s been messing up for me to lemme see if I can update the link or something
(It should be fixed now tell me if you can’t click on anymore)
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Stop lying about incest fiction as a coping tactic.You know it's not; you're just fucking strange and freaky. Stop attempting to excuse that writing about fucking your cousin, sister, father, mother, or anybody is normal--IT IS NOT. If you were really suffering through something, you would talk to someone discreetly, whether it was an adult or a friend, rather than posting it on the internet for everyone to see. Incest is an immensely popular genre in film and literature that needs to be denormalized. I'm sick of pretending it's fine when it isn't; it's just weird. You freaky fucks are taking advantage of individuals who have truly gone through stuff, which is awful.
#incest fan fiction#fanfic#multi fandoms posts#it’s not normal stop acting like it is#stop acting like you actually care when yall don’t Yall just weird
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Do you feel better now that you've gotten all that rubbish out? You typed a lot of nothing.Explain to me how I am the one participating in rape culture when they are explicitly writing about it. You're pulling stuff out of your ass, attempting to explain them writing about rape and incest as a way to cope with pain, when in reality these individuals are just plain weird.
I'm going to presume you got into fan fiction at a young age, correct? So, after being exposed to this whole new world of people writing about romance, smut, murder, and mysteries, don't tell me for a second that you thought some of the things you read were normal until you realized/learned they weren't? Allowing young people to read about fucking their father or brother is acceptable as a coping mechanism that helps them feel 'normal' or'seen'. In my judgment, it appears to exacerbate the situation significantly.
Nobody is accusing the writers of pedophilia. All I said was that I've seen an upsurge in this genre, and it makes me sick to my stomach that anyone would write about it. Don't you have any siblings? You're telling me you'd sit there and read about fucking a character or person who is portrayed as a family member, then act as if it was normal. I don't care if you call it fan fiction, imaginary, or coping technique; I still find it unpleasant. You accuse someone of hypocrisy while acting as some sort of savior yourself. Please have several seats. I simply have no problem with people attempting to deal and share suffering so that they do not feel alone; however, writing about incest makes me wonder if there is a better way to do so than posting your trauma on the internet as smut or something you enjoy doing.
You say I’m protect anyone, and you’re certainly not either. No one was trying to save anyone; I merely expressed my reasons for disliking the genre; interpret it as you will, but I will not change my statement.
Are you done sitting here acting like a child over one’s opinion? I don’t know about you but I have other things to do then try to argue and justify someone’s sick fetish all day. @plorable
Step sibling fics make me gag, yall enjoy reading that shit? It’s honestly disgusting…and don’t give me that bs it’s a preference or it’s fanfic- YOU LIKE READING ABT FUCKIN YOUR SIBLINGS?! SEND EM TO PRISON! 😭🤢
#you’re sitting acting as this is normal when it’s not#don’t sit here and bitch over an opinion#like i said before that let’s me know a lot about you as a person#moving on#anyways…
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Do you not realize how insane you would have to be to even consider reading, let alone write about, having sex with your stepsibling? I find it repulsive and disgusting. Young children read things like this and assume that since you are not blood related, it is okay to be sexually attracted to your sibling. People like you are so desensitized to things like this you deem it as normal when it’s not, having a mindset like this is sick. I don’t care about someone writing about smut hell I do it but this kind is beyond gross if you don’t like my opinions oh well.
And I not once mass reported this i simply saw it disliked it and gave my opinion that’s what social media is for is it not? Also if you wanna read about fucking your step family be my guest just know you are very much sick in the head 🤢.
Step sibling fics make me gag, yall enjoy reading that shit? It’s honestly disgusting…and don’t give me that bs it’s a preference or it’s fanfic- YOU LIKE READING ABT FUCKIN YOUR SIBLINGS?! SEND EM TO PRISON! 😭🤢
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Young and Beautiful
Nanami x black reader
Warning: none
Word count: 1.2k
You let out an exhausted sigh as you slipped your hair out of its tight bun; you'd finally finished sifting through and responding to all of your emails, as well as reviewing some documents your boss had sent you. Your eyes are dry and strained, and your fingers are cramping after hours of typing. You checked the time and it was 10:53 p.m., which wasn't too bad given that you'd previously left work much later. Ready to depart, you stood up, stretched, and began gathering your belongings before heading home. You collected your binders, slid your home computer into its case, and grabbed your heels, which you had kicked off hours before.
As you closed your office and approached the elevator, your watch chimed with a message.
Bossy pants:
Mrs. Y/l/n, please meet me at 6:30 to look over the paperwork I handed over to you. There was an error.
"Fuck me!" you muttered, feeling rage rise in your chest. This man never gives you a break; he always relies on you, and he never bothers anyone else, which is driving you mad.
"Ugh he's always bothering me he acts like he doesn't have two other assistants to go over his project with but no it has to be m-"
"Y/l/n is that you?" You froze. Every muscle in your body stiffened up; you didn't expect him to be here so late; he usually leaves around 7 p.m., so what on God's green earth is he doing here at 11 p.m?
"M-mr. Kento?" Your chest tightened as you feared he had heard your angry rant.
"Come here," your body responded to his instruction before you could even think about it. You found yourself at the doorway of his office, playing with your acrylic nails, too frightened to look him in the eye, so you looked elsewhere.
His tie was unfastened, and his hair was tossed all over the place, in direct contrast to how it had been precisely slicked back and combed that morning.
“Mr. Kento "I didn't realize you were here this late... why is that?" You asked cautiously, hoping he hadn't heard your dramatic outburst earlier.
"Had to finish some paper work, I'm assuming you did as well?" You nodded, giving him a forced smile. An uneasy silence settled over his office.
"Tell me y/n do you think I work you too much?" He clearly heard your small outburst.
"I- listen I didn't mean-"
"I made you the senior executive assistant for a reason. You're a hard worker, honest, and trustworthy. You and Suguru are the only two people I trust to oversee this floor and manage my schedule; I wouldn't assign you anything you couldn't handle."
“Mr. Kento I understand you mean well, but this is just too much at times, and I'm not saying I don't want this position; I do, and I thank you for it, but I'd like some extra help if it not too much trouble." He took a sharp breath in and pushed his chair from behind his desk, then opened a drawer and pulled out a wine bottle and two glass cups.
"Join me?" You were taken aback by your boss's casual approach toward you; he was always known to keep matters strictly business-related.
"Um sir-"
"When's the last time you had a chance to wind down or hang out with your friends?" You blinked quickly, unsure of how to answer this question.
"My friend sort of abandoned me a long time ago due to me flaking on them for work." He gave you a kind of frown. "I know exactly how that feels."
Your boss strolled over to his couch and patted the empty space next to him, "Join me?"
You tilted your head in confusion, but decided that one drink wouldn't hurt.
2:45 AM
You ended up having more than one glass, and now your cheeks are heated, and you're leaning slightly into your boss, giggling at a story he just told you.
"You don't even seem like the type to get wasted I can't believe you did that!" He chuckled, savoring the last of his wine.
"Yeah well I was young and foolish and I also had bad influences for friends."
As you rested your head on his shoulder, a comfortable silence descended over the room; perhaps it was the wine, but your mood was subdued. Your mind wandered away, thinking about how you'd become drawn into the toxic work culture and how it was draining your youth.
"Nanami i'm tired."
"Tired of what love?"
"I'm tired of feeling as if I have to work until I drop, as if even if I achieve every goal, something is missing, as if I haven't done enough because there's always someone who will outdo me." Sometimes I just want to quit and move to a remote island to be happy."
"Keep this a secret yeah, but sometimes I feel the same way." Your head snapped up.
"Really? No way!” You spoke sarcastically, he chuckled “do I seem that miserable at work?”
“No you just- you don’t seem like this is something you enjoy doing.”
“Don’t get me wrong I do appreciate having this job but if I had a chance to run I’d take it.”
“Run where?” You asked curiously. He glanced down at you with a small smile “let’s make a deal, when I make a break for it I’ll take you” you giggle feeling flustered.
“Ooo where we going?” You asked with a hint of flirting.
“Malaysia.”
Present Time
"Baby you ready?" You snapped out of your daze when your husband called for you. You placed the photo frame to the nightstand; it showed you and your husband celebrating your first anniversary on the beach in Malaysia. You were both young, happy, and much in love. To think you ended up marrying your boss, the same guy you used to gripe about on a daily basis. Now, you can't picture living without him.
"I'm almost done my love."
You're now in your 50s and still go to the same beach on your anniversary, but sometimes you wonder if you should've taken advantage of your youth and explored more instead of being locked up in an office all day.
"What's on that pretty mind of yours?" He inquired, and she wrapped his arms around your figure, rocking you back and forth.
"Nothing much, just reminiscing back to when we were younger. I feel like I wasted my youth chasing something I didn't want only to impress others, and now that I'm older, I feel like I missed out on the opportunity to be young and happy.
I wish I could rewind time to tell myself to enjoy life before it’s too late.”
"What are you saying before it's too late? We're only in our early fifties. We still have so much more to explore, and now that we're retired, we have all the time in the world, so put all this 'I'm old' rubbish out of your head and let's get ready to leave," you smiled at his attempt to cheer you up.
"Doesn't matter what age we are I will always love you."
"Nanami?"
"Yes beautiful?"
"I love you more." You cupped his face and kissed him gently, but that wasn't enough for him. Nanami gripped you by the waist and pulled you closer to him, deepening the kiss. One thing this man knew how to well was make you weak in the knees.
"That's impossible love."
©heejayy 2024 — any reposts or translations of my works are strictly prohibited unless granted permission.
#Nanami fluff#nanami x black!reader#jjk x black reader#jjk x poc!reader#Nanami x reader#nanami kento#jujutsu kaisen x reader#fluff#X black reader#kento nanami#ask heejayy#jujutsu Kaisen#jjk fluff
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Step sibling fics make me gag, yall enjoy reading that shit? It’s honestly disgusting…and don’t give me that bs it’s a preference or it’s fanfic- YOU LIKE READING ABT FUCKIN YOUR SIBLINGS?! SEND EM TO PRISON! 😭🤢
#I don’t wanna here NOTHING#that let’s me know a lot about you…#ary talks#heejayys opinions#HIDE THE KIDS#OFF WITH THEIR HEADS#ewwww#jjk#jjk scenarios#enhypen x reader#x reader#enhypen smut#aot x reader#stepcest#Jason Todd#jason todd x reader#nightwing x reader#draco malfoy#eren yaeger x reader#fan fiction#enhypen#aot smut
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JJK reaction to you slapping their ass
a/n: I got bored ok? 🤷🏾♀️
Gojo:
Shocked at first but lowkey kinda liked it.
You caught him in the hallway coming out of principal Yaga’s office and you saw his little lanky ass strutting down the hall and went for it.
“Hey! You freaky girl, I knew you liked my ass”
Geto:
Type to tell you don’t do that shit again but doesn’t do much when you do. “Aye quit playing with me!” (He gets his pay back)
Yuji:
A flustered mess, this whole boys face turn’s red.
You were having a late night walk in the park and your boyfriend was walking in front of you, your eyes wondered down to his butt so you gave it a good smack.
“Babe…we’re in public!” You shrugged with a grin.
Megumi:
Another one who's shocked, he occasinally smacks your butt you’ve never reciprocated the action, well until you did, you gave his butt a firm smack and he immediately halted all movement "Babe...come on.”
Nobara:
Oh this little shit head loves it! She’s a little taken back first because you’re not really that physical with her in that way but she ends up making a joke out of it. “I see those squats paying off huh?”
Nanami:
You had this man confused, flustered and turned on all at once. He’s caught you staring at his plump butt while he was wearing those fitted slacks but for you to smack it threw him for a loop.
“Doll face…save that for the bedroom.”
Sukuna:
He’d stop and give a glare, he wasn’t even fazed by it he's used to your antics but as soon as you find yourself in front of him he smacks your ass ten times harder. “Got damn it Sukuna ! That shit hurts.” He chuckled at your whining “told you stop being a little brat.”
©heejayy 2024 — any reposts or translations of my works are strictly prohibited unless granted permission.
#jjk#jjk imagines#jjk headcanons#gojo#gojo x black reader#jjk x black reader#x black reader#ask heejayy#sukuna x reader#nanami x reader#jjk nobara#nobara x reader#yuji#yuji x reader#megumi#megumi scenarios#megumi headcanons#nanami headcanons
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I just love as a collective we all know that Toji is a fine ass broke man 😭😭
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Seems like I upset a few ppl with this…like I give a damn 😭😭
I’ve been reading some Luke stories and why yall got this boy calling the reader ma/mamas…Luke wouldn’t even say that shit 💀😭
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No cuz y’all literally have everything then male reader/y/ns like I can look up jjk x male y/n on twt and there’s is nothing! And I look jjk x black y/ns there is like 5 black y/ns
You want character x male reader make it your damn self like I did. Don’t sit here and bitch like black readers are just catered to in the media cause that’s a damn lie.
My page is specifically for fem black readers you want more x male reader representation do something about it don’t whine and complain like a child.
#don’t be in my inbox with this ignorant shit#ask heejayy#x black reader#shuri x black!fem reader#aot x black reader#twilight x black reader#enhypen x black reader#jjk x black reader
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Soft Life!
Warning: none
Pairing: Gojo x black reader
A/n: this was highly influenced by the influx of soft black girl aesthetic. There’s a little rant at the end, don’t mind me.
Some may label you a gold digger, claiming you're with him for his money, and others may claim you've played life smartly, but one thing is certain: being Gojo's wife was the easiest thing you've ever done; this man asks for and gives you anything you want.
You met Gojo as a college student working a part-time job. Going to school and juggling job was challenging, but you made do with what you had. He liked your dedication and hard work, and he found your independence attractive. But if you were to stay with him, no woman would spend her life working when he could easily provide and care for her.
Gojo is a man that doesn’t ask you for a thing he’s just a giver. He makes you feel secure in every aspect of life, but if you decide you want to do something on your own, he’s ten toes behind you.
In your free time you love staying home and looking online for new treats to make your husband when he’s away at work. You’ve had so much free time you started making videos for your social media accounts and they blew up overnight.
People love watching your get ready with me’s, you go shopping, cooking, working out, couple's trips, makeup routines, anything you post they love.
Besides your social media activities not having to work every day really opened your schedule, instead of being too tired to do anything after coming home you have time for all your favorite hobbies plus more. Reading, yoga, gardening, painting, knitting, hell sometimes all you do is lounge around and take bubble baths. (Gojo loves coming home to a happy and well rested wife.)
But with the positive comes the negative, the ones who don’t like you or is very jealous of your lifestyle love to call you a pretty dumb housewife who has nothing better to do. Someone who’s thrown her life and career away to cater to a man but in reality, that same man caters to you. Do people think you’d take care of a man who does nothing for you?
In your opinion you love who you’ve become as a woman and a wife, you’ve never been happier even Gojo sees it.
©heejayy 2024 — any reposts or translations of my works are strictly prohibited unless granted permission.
Side note this is a little bit on the serious side: Although this is for my black girlies, all the girlies can read 🤷🏾♀️
I'm not sure if it's just me, but I've grown tired of the 'Strong Black Woman' trend. Now, don't get me wrong, I like strong independent women because that's how I was taught, but being perceived as overly independent makes black women appear as if we don't need anyone and can do everything on our own, which is how people treat us. Like babes…we are human with emotions. They will go help and praise a non-woman of color before helping us. It's quite harmful; they already treat and compare us to men. And when a black girl tries to break out from that image, she is dragged back down, which is disgusting.
You don’t have to be rich to be in your soft era! Put yourself first, be kind to yourself, don’t let anyone tear you down, you are worthy of love, the things you can’t control don’t let it stress you out, pray and read the Bible more (if you’re religious), let go of negative people, ITS OKAY TO ACCEPT HELP, it’s okay to be quiet or confident which ever one fits you, prioritize peace, just be you don’t change or try to fit in.
#ask heejayy#x black reader#jjk#jjk x black reader#gojo x black reader#gojo x fem!reader#jjk x black!fem reader#jujutsu kaisen x reader#gojo x reader#heejayys opinions#gojo fluff#jjk fluff
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𐦍⋆ earthy/spiritual shuri aesthetic
she’s so beautiful 𐦍⋆
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New Roomie
Warning: MDNI, there’s really no plot just 2 horny roommates, slow beginning, perverted roommate, vulgar language, oral, unprotected sex (sort of)
Genre: Smut
Pairing: Roommate! Anton x black reader
Word Count: 1.6k
A/n: listen…if this is trash I’m so sorry I haven’t written smut in over a year this took me a good minute 💀
You recently moved in with someone to save money, and he appeared to be a normal person. He was introverted, never said much, and spoke gently. It was almost like you were living alone. The more you adjusted to your new home, the more comfortable you became; but, as much as you enjoyed the peace and quiet, you wished to have some form of relationship with your roommate. So, to build a connection, you try making cheesy tteokbokki and ramen from a recipe you saw on tiktok.
As the aroma spread throughout the apartment, he came from his room with his hair tossed and drowsy eyes.
"Hi sleepy head, you hungry?" His eyes widened, almost as if he was stunned you had spoken to him.
"N-no thank you I just-"
"Nonsense, I made enough for the both of us," you said, taking a bowl and filling it with noodles before topping it off with tteokbokki.
"Um, but be aware that I got this recipe from TikTok and I'm not sure if I made it correctly," you said nervously, handing him the bowl. He grinned and said a thank you. You rocked back and forth on your heels, waiting patiently for him to taste it; as he slurped the noodles, he smiles.
"Is it good?" You asked nervously, and he nodded.
"Yeah, thank you." You sighed and nodded, "It was my first time cooking something out of my comfort zone, so I played it safe and chose ramen. Um...I wanted to do something nice so that we could bond and become friends, you know?” He strolled over to the cabinets, nodding and smiling. He reached up to the top shelf and pulled a glass out; you stared at him as his muscles twitched slightly in his muscles tank. Anton has an appealing figure for someone who is gentle and silent. But before he noticed you watching, you jerked your gaze away and cleared your throat.
After you made the first step to create a friendship between you two, everything seemed to be going well. Anton began to loosen up and become more open; he even spent some evenings in your room watching movies. You discovered he used to be on the swim team in high school, which explains why you enjoy glancing at his wonderfully formed body so much.
Tonight was Friday, and you two quickly agreed that Friday nights would be movie nights, with you both agreeing to binge watch the Twilight series. You had all night to consume junk food and dispute over whether team was superior, Jacob's or Edward's. You swiftly entered the pin code on the door, smiling eagerly.
"Anton! I am back with the snacks; please help me set up!" You called for him, but received no response. It seemed strange, but you disregarded it thinking maybe he was in the shower. You placed the bags on the counter and proceeded down the hallway to Anton's room. You gently knocked on his door many times before asking for him again; you waited for a response but only heard faint grunts.
"Anton?" You tested the door handle, and it was open, so you simply walked in.
"Anton I- OH MY GOSH!" The image before you causes your eyes to almost pop out of your skull.
Anton was jacking off, clutching his t-shirt between his teeth and a pair of your pink lace underwear, which you realized had gone missing weeks before.
Anton panicked and grabbed his blanket, covering it over his bare lower half. "I- i- can explain I'm- I'm sorry I'm so sorry !" His face was flushed red from shame, with a light layer of sweat glistening on his brow. You're not sure whether to be creeped out or turned on. You stood there for a solid minute trying to organize your thoughts, but you couldn't because you were captivated by the print sticking out from under the blanket.
Before you could think about it, you said, "You need some help?" As if his face couldn't get any more red, it did.
"I-" you walked up to his bed and pulled down the sheet, revealing his throbbing dick with his pink tip oozing pre cum. You gulped deeply, taking in his size; he's not too enormous, but larger than you imagined.
He looks at you with pleading eyes begging you to help him.
“Come here cutie,” he eagerly slid to the edge of the bed as you simultaneously lowered yourself to your knees. You took him in your hands and started slowly pumping him up and down his eyes feverishly rolled to the back of his head with a small whimper leaving his lips.
“Y- y/n please.”
“Please what? Hm?“ you teased feeling a little cocky.
"Please go f-faster." You hummed following what he said. As you jacked him off, his chest rose and fell, his breathing rough as he tried not to be too loud. "That feel good?" You inquired, looking up at him innocently. He nodded, unable to construct a complete sentence. You hummed slowly down; you didn't want him to get off with simply a hand job, and you wanted to experiment a little.
You'd never given a head to anyone before, but tonight you wanted to try. You carefully took him into your mouth, and his head immediately dropped back in extreme ecstasy. His hand made its way to your braids, grasping them to make a ponytail. His grip was solid as he slowly pushed your head down; you gagged and tried to get up for air, but he drove you back down. Your eyes welled up with tears, but the way his groans became louder with each suck and gag compelled you to keep going. The sound of him groaning your name caused you to tighten your thighs together.
"F-fuck I'm close," you said as you felt his hips buck forwards and his grasp on your hair tighten, followed by the sensation of warm liquid shooting down your throat. Anton noted your gag reflex due to the strange taste.
"You can spit it out if you want," he suggested, but you refused to and swallowed it. It tasted sour but sweet, which confused your tastebuds, but it wasn't horrible. As you wiped the corner of your mouth, he reached down to brush away the stray tears.
"Come 'ere," you nodded, listening as you crept onto the bed, resting on your elbows as he towered above you. Anton grabbed you under your thighs, dragging you towards him, and yanked your leggings off, discarding them on the floor. He positioned himself near your entrance and began to tease you with his tip, but before he entered, he paused and glanced at you.
"I- I don't have a condom," he confessed, looking at you with those large doe eyes. You chuckled, "It's okay, I'm on birth control." Without asking why, he took that as a green light and gently entered, issuing a faint sigh. You winced slightly, and he took note and stopped moving.
“You alright? Does it hurt?”
"A little bit, but it's okay, keep going," he said. It was unpleasant at first, but once you got used to it, it started to feel amazing. You could see he was nervous because his thrusts were harsh and uncoordinated, but as he went on, he swiftly got the hang of it. Your panting and grabbing for the covers gave him confidence that he was doing something right.
He tightened his grip, pressing his hips into yours, and the vulgar noises of your bodies meeting and moaning rang off the walls. "F-fuck Anton right there," you sobbed, squeezing around him. "Right there?" you nodded in agreement. One of his hands slid up your body, grabbing one of your breasts. Anton was hitting exact spot where you wanted him and playing with your nipples, which was driving you insane. Your eyes were closed so tightly you could see stars, and your back arched off the bed as your hands pressed against his abdomen.
"I'm close," you sigh, reaching down between your legs to play with your swelling clit. Your moans grew louder with each thrust, and when you came on him, your body shook and your eyes rolled to the back of your head. While attempting to come down from your high, his breathing became faster as he continued, his thrusts became sloppier, and his moans became louder. Anton drove into you with a few more thrusts before collapsing on you and caught himself on his elbows. You admired his pretty features as he panted wildly, struggling to catch his breath. You always thought Anton was extremely attractive.
While thoughts of Anton ran around in your head, your gaze fell on his plump and soft lips, and you leaned forward to kiss him. You took him by surprise, but he swiftly followed your lead.
He cupped your face, deepening the kiss, as if he was enjoying it so much that he forgot you both needed to breathe. You pulled away, struggling for air. "Gimme a second," you chuckled. He smiled and rolled away from you to the side.
"What was all this for?" He asked shyly.
"I don't know…" you responded, reverting to your bashful ways. "I've always found you attractive so I decided to shoot my shot."
He laughed, "You decided to shoot your shot like that?" You slapped his bare chest, "Shut up, and how about you? Why do you have my panties?" The room fell silent as Anton's face turned red.
"Let's not talk about that," you giggle, "you can have more if you want; just ask." You reach over to kiss his cheek before getting out of bed and heading to the restroom. You paused in the bathroom doorway before turning to him and asking, "Wanna join me?" Anton nodded without hesitation, chasing you into the bathroom.
©heejayy 2024 — any reposts or translations of my works are strictly prohibited unless granted permission.
#anton imagines#anton smut#Anton x black reader#Riize x black reader#Anton x y/n#smut#18+#mdni#ask heejayy#riize x reader#Riize imagines#Riize smut#X black reader#riize anton#riize scenarios
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