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#a bad person and i need to get a credit card and i need to clean my room. but i am so tired. i am only going to play video game <3
islandoforder · 3 days
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Hi just properly scrolled through your blog for the first time and wanted to ask a question:
Re: Riz should be class president post from over a week ago - why should it be Riz over Kristen now that the class president position has stakes? Is it because of Kristen’s inconsistent access to her spells in case she needed to defend herself? I’d love to hear more about your thought process regarding this - assuming your opinion hasn’t changed since making that post.
My thoughts personally are that character-wise, it makes more sense to me for Riz to be the one strategizing as the campaign manager, because he’s the one actually finding a lot of the traps the Rat Grinders have put out for them.
Whereas Kristen makes more sense to me as a candidate purely because of her charisma and good radar for social bs - her weakness, of course, being that she’s a bit of a wild card in her choices regarding the campaign. But at the same time, she’s been able to get away with wearing a soggy salsa hat in front of the entire student body and still maintain some chance for the candidacy.
Obviously, I’m ignoring the more mechanical aspects of this comparison. If that’s what you were referring to in your original post idk then. I’m still wrapping my head around how Riz rolls so well now, level 10 dnd shit is way over my head.
Sorry if this was long, I just wanted to express my thoughts as well as hear yours! Idk how far away we are from getting back to the campaign to class president, who knows what happens after they get back from fallinel!
hi! sorry this is such a late reply, i've been away and i wanted to watch the new ep before i started posting about anything d20 in case of unintentional spoilers haha
so i think part of it is that, imho, brennan intended the class president arc to be riz's:
kipperlily is a rogue, v type a, and a narrative foil to riz, and this would have directly pitted them against one another
riz needed extra credit things for his college app, like being involved in student govt/being student president
there's also something about kipperlily being fundamentally riz but richer
kristen's arc was clearly always going to be about cassandra, trying to regain her favour, or increase her popularity, or resurrect her
nara is the kristen foil this season (once again, kristen but richer)
everyone has like an individual arc this season except for riz, bc his was supposed to be student president
beyond all of this, i don't actually think kristen is able to take the student president stuff too seriously - every time she tries, she ends up doing a bit instead, at the steel workers union, at the middle school, even at the party. i actually think if riz was the candidate, he would manage himself, in the same way that fabian wanted to be the party house and arranges that himself, and adaine needed a job and worked on and got that herself. so like i agree that he's the best campaign manager, but that doesn't preclude him from being the best candidate as well??
also, frankly, a lot of the good social graces kristen has had this year are from riz putting in the hard work - him joining all the clubs and making those connections, him taking stress to give her more popularity, his own popularity, etc.
like i'm enjoying the silliness of kristen's campaign, but i'm kind of with sklonda on this - riz would be a better candidate, and it is to some degree a shame that he's putting this much effort into running a campaign for someone else. if they legit need the student body president bc they'll become proxy headmaster, then i think a more serious campaign with riz at the helm and finally having his time in the spotlight is not a bad idea!!
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pepprs · 2 years
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i am quite literally running away from my whole entire life rn. lol <3
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lesenbyan · 4 months
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today on: I need a mobility aid I can't afford; why the fuck are functional knee braces over 100$
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cassanderasblog · 20 days
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Her baby, his kitten....
Yandere!cheater! young!sugar baby oc x older!Rich sugar mommy reader
Warning : mention of cheating, using for fun and money , age gap , yandere behaviour, unhealthy Obsession, body shaming, mention of drugging, noncon, blood
Authors note: why should always reader be poor right???:))
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You were a divorcee... a millionaire...CEO of a multinational company... everything a woman want to be but you still wanted to find the person who said money can buy everything.Your bastard husband whose drowning company you saved cheated on you without thinking twice. The reason was that you were not pretty ... Why??? Because you are not skiny and weak... Weak so that he would feel the need to protect you. You are too perfect. But you knew he was hiding his own incompetentness behind these 3rd class insults .
You were 32 , still young enough to marry again but you didn't felt any reason to marry... Yes though you were lonely. That's when you meet him...Aslan... A dead beat University student. Struggling for money to pay for tusion. You just meet him in one of the VIP parties that you didn't liked much.
There you saw him... Getting scolded by some of the VIP . You were going to ignore the scenes and go away but your heart forced your legs towards the scene. You got there . He was already too scared and he almost fainted when he saw you coming to him.
A literal goddess. From there you heard his story and promised yourself to help him...You took him with you.. gave him job , giving him enough to waste when ever he wanted... Given him care and love... You knew the term sugar baby that time ..but you never thought of him like that... Never...
Once while drunk he kissed you .. you let it go... Never told him or reminded him later. Or accused him... But thinking about it now... You think that was what made him bolder and bolder. As he started to sleep beside you on the bed.. then with you...
The sex was always satisfing no matter even if you needed it or not... If he was happy you were happy too. You thought you found real love this time... You were so happy as you wanted to get home as soon as possible as you got him his dream car . You were hopping towards his room when you heared him talking on phone with someone.
"Yeah yeah I'll get you one of her designer bags.... She has too many to notice... No love why would I fall for an old hag when I have you??? Im just using her for her money love . You know she is our bank???"
Your heart never sank so bad.... Not even when you found your good for nothing husband cheating on you... Yes.. you were 7 years older than Aslan but still you were not that old.. plus you never made your relationship official because you only wanted him to complete his uni safely...
Your heart hardened as you wiped you tears. You knocked his door. And he opened it not looking in your eyes . You said nothing just smiled and gave him the car key.. He hesitated to take it... You didn't kisses him today.. didn't called him baby... Did something happened??? Did you heared something??? But you just told him sweetly that the dinner is ready so he should go eat..
He grabbed your hand and hugged you close asking why are you not going down with him to eat. But you jerked your hand away walking towards your office mumbling you have work. You cried inside your office for hours.. and he .... He with his guilt filled heart sat outside for hours hearing you cry..... waiting to apologise.
He slept there on the floor... When you late at midnight got out of your office and saw him... Your heart ached but you silently called the Butler to move him to his room. In a next few days he gots alot more gifts . His own black credit card... A mansion ......But whenever he asked to the servants about you they told him that you are busy.. it took him a few more days to notice that you were absent from the house...that you don't come here anymore...
The servants where changed .....all new ... Money got deposited every month ....but he was only dying to see you.. after lots of begging the butler told him you left the country to live somewhere else . That you would never come to him again..
He then only realised that all the things he planned to make you happy all the efforts he started to put in his studies ....that was all in vain... But he still didn't want to let you go...he knows you are testing his loyalty by sending expensive call girls to him every weekend. He started to focus on his studies more... He would return the favour.... He would return your love... Wound you then accept him..
He would get you back.. and when he would do ......you only wait...
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You fully were ignoring him.. his heart was clawing inside his chest ... He wanted one look... Just one.. but you even refused that little gesture. You swiftly told the receptionist that you wanted to meet another gynecologist if there is any available. The receptionist looked at you trying to insist that he is the best in the country....but it took one ster look from you and she took you to the other gyno doctor's office who was available.
He still stuttering walked behind you like a lost puppy. Why not him??? What's wrong with him??? Do you not trust him???? Well he knows you don't... But he is not lying that he is a doctor..... He didn't lied about his degree... or his hardwork....He will really not hurt you again... He sat on the sofa listening to you and Dr.Rubeirck talk.
"So I wanted to ask...if I can get tubectomy ... And.."
Never in his life he got up so fast and grabbed your wrist.
"W-why do you want a tubectomy???"
"Well I don't think I want kids anymore because I don't have anyplans to get married.. plus if I ever got the thought to get married and have children I could always adopt one or two.."
Dr. Ruberick accepted the fact before Aslan could even say anything to protest. He tried to follow you again he was able to stop you outside the hospital. As he grabbed you with both arms. Telling you how much he missed you.
Telling you that he loved you so so much.. telling you he never slept with any of the expensive call girls you booked for him... That he passed your test.... That he is only yours... He grabbed your hand and dragged you to his office.. Showing you the certificates and awards he got as a student then as doctor.....telling you he only became successful for you... To return your love you gave to him.. to be equal to you... To be someone you could look at.. to marry you.
One by one he forced all his certificates and trophies into your lap and arms telling you that they are all yours... But you just stood up pushing him away . You denied again..in vain... Knowing that he knows that you remember him that you don't know him..
He was kneeling on the floor crying as you left his office and hospital.
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His eyes were watching your every moves. As you kissed the cat and got into your room. How you shaded the clothes letting him see your perfect , luscious and bare body. He groaned as he popped a boner as he saw you getting out of shower half wet wrapped in your bath robe..
Rutting his hips into the bed as he saw you wear the silk babydoll night gown and hopping into the bed. That Lacey red panty doing nothing to ease his boner . He watched you sleep as he fucked into his fist to the sound of your breathing... You are his... Yes.. you are..And may be the plan he is making for you two would make you leave the tubectomy surgery you want to get... You would look so so lovely when pregnant...plus.. you love kids... And he knows that... You would be the best momma.
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You were in the operation theatre as you were given sedative ,you lost consciousness soon. You were feeling weak and confused, the dim less of the room as you felt cosy though it was not feeling right even a bit. You tried to sit up but soon felt a strong arm around your waist pulling you closer. You shreaked and tried to jump of the bed but your legs felt jelly as you fall on your ass softly with a pretty and pathetic whimper.
Where were you?? You had gone to hospital for a surgery... But why are you here?? And then you saw him hurridely climbing out of the bed wiping your tears and softly kissing your cheeks. Lifting you up and placing you on the bed softly.
You looked away sobbing.. why did he brought you here?? What else he wants??? You gave him already everything. What else he wants to take.. ... You wanted to scream and ask. But you were not able to say anything. And Aslan knew that too.
As he brought his hands softly to wipe the tears off your plump cheeks.. and you turned your face away from him . Said nothing as he left you alone leaving the room. He came back after an hour and you were able to move a bit.. he feed you you ate without any fight.
He tried to kiss you as reward but you pushed him away. Curling into yourself. you kept quiet waiting to regain your strength. You slept that night planning your escape. The next day you woke up feeling your strength back .. you tip toed out of the bedroom and to the kitchen where he was.
A vase in your hand you get behind him . Aslan heard someone approach but before he was able to turn you hit his head ... hard... Your heart thumping as you ran out of the kitchen toward the exit door. You could hear you heart in your ears as you ran.. not even seeing if he collapsed or not..
You grabbed the keys front he key holder and tried to open the gate with all the keys but nothing..then only you heard him approach...
"Kitten??? Are you looking for these???"
A key attached to the keychain spelling your name dangled above your head .you terrified turned to look at him... His one. hand was on his head to stop bleeding he smiled at you.. pulling your flailing body into his arms tightly as he dragged you back into the bedroom.
"Tut Tut... Such a bad kitten.....I thought I would not have to used the drug on you again honey..... But alas... You are so bad to me ......"
He pinned you down on the bed as you felt the sting in your neck... And you started to lost consciousness.
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Your body was still weak... Too weak to even lift your limbs ,you were feeling sick as you felt him rut his hips into you his strong arms hugging your body tightly as your body bounced on the bed with each thrust. You whimpered pathetically on his harsh thrusts.
He stopped for a while. Looked up from between your supple boobs.. smiled at you and kissed you passionately leaving you out of breath and he started to rock his hips again..
"So.. pretty... My lovely wife .... Gunna make you more pretty ..... Would fill you up with my seeds... Gotta get you pregnant.... And you not gonna have your tubes tied.... Understand???"
In his mind he was angry.... How dare you even think to get a tubectomy when you have such a potential and young husband..... Do you even know huw much he wants to get you pregnant??? Do you even know he had already thought the names of the babies??? Nonono... It's not gonna happen...
You whimpered as her kissed your neck and left hickeys here and there.
You wouldn't be able to run from him ... Never
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— MOST TO LEAST LIKELY TO GO TO MCDONALDS WITH YOU AT 3 AM : twisted wonderland
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[synopsis] twisted wonderland characters that would accompany you to mcdonalds at 3 am
[characters] all (romantic) + ortho (platonic)
[disclaimer] this post talks about food a lot and mentions of unhealthy food (in vil's and riddle's part)
[extra] i'm having way too much fun writing character's reactions
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★﹕LILIA VANROUGE
Bold of you to assume he was sleeping in the first place. Lilia was playing the equivalent of Overwatch in Twisted Wonderland when you suddenly asked him to go to the nearest McDonald's. He agreed instantly, and now you're both on a date, with you eating fries and Lilia eating a strawberry sundae and a cheeseburger..
★﹕ORTHO SHROUD (platonic)
He agreed instantly. Can robots even feel tired in the first place? Ortho will search on the internet for coupons and promos, but first let him equip his eating gear; he wants to eat too. Everything for his best friend. By the way, he wants to buy something for Idia too.
★﹕ROOK HUNT
Rook got out of bed even before you even mentioned you wanted to go out, he woke up when he felt you were awake. Rook is a light sleeper; he can even feel when you wake up to go to the bathroom. If you really want a meal at McDonald's, who is he to say no? It makes him happy to see you happy, but he will stare while drinking his strawberry shake. Not a "I'm judging you" stare, but a "I like to see you enjoy your meal" stare.
★﹕MALLEUS DRACONIA
He has probably eaten McDonald's at least once because Lilia bought the whole of Diasomnia burgers. Alright, you're both going. Yes, he's still a little confused over why you would crave a really cheap burger at 3 am, but Malleus doesn't even care; the burgers are good and he enjoys indulging in human customs, plus he gets to see you smile. The only bad thing is that the employees got the fright of their lives when they saw the literal prince of Briar Valley enter the restaurant.
★﹕SILVER
Still sleepy, he agreed. There are times when he randomly awakes during the night, so he might as well spend it with you, even if it was at a fast food restaurant at 3 am. He'll order an iced coffee and some fries and listen to you while you speak about whatever comes to mind. You'll both have to make it quick though, he may fall asleep there, and you both need to get back before classes start.
★﹕DEUCE SPADE
He didn't even understand what you were saying; his mind was still foggy from being woken up so late. He said yes, not knowing what he was agreeing with, but a few minutes later he realized what he agreed to. Deuce, not wanting to have gotten your hopes up only for him to say no, got up and accompanied you anyway. He still enjoyed himself though, as long as he is with you, he's happy.
★﹕RUGGIE BUCCHI
He's tired because of how many errands Leona made him do yesterday, but you know what? He will still go. Food is food, and he could never refuse it. Leona lets him grab his credit card anyway, so order whatever you want, Leona will pay, even if he doesn't know that. It's not like he checks his credit card's expenses, so don't worry about it.
★﹕JACK HOWL
When he confessed to you a few months ago, he didn't expect that would mean signing up for you waking him up in the middle of the night, asking him to accompany you to eat fast food outside of campus. Still, he's your boyfriend, and he can't let you go alone, it's dangerous. Even if he doesn't feel like ordering anything, he will sit there with you until you finish your meal, chatting with you in the meantime.
★﹕ACE TRAPPOLA
You're lucky he loves you too much; he would have said no if you were another person. So now Ace is sitting at McDonald's, almost falling asleep while eating some nuggets. That one song they keep replaying will haunt him in his dreams; it got stuck in his head for like, a week. Riddle reprimanded him the next day for falling asleep during history class.
★﹕CATER DIAMOND
Out of everything he could have expected a person to say at 3 am, it certainly wasn't "I want to go to McDonald's". Cater takes a selfie with you inside and uploads it to his Magicam story, the close friends one, so Riddle doesn't realize he wasn't at the dorm. He still has no idea how you came up with this, but ok, it was for the funsies.
★﹕JADE LEECH
You're certainly unpredictable, aren't you? Jade stared at you for a good minute until he just got up, got changed, and went with you. Floyd has done weirder stuff during one of his mood swings; what harm can going to McDonald's do? He doesn't feel like cooking that late anyway. Just don't tell Azul you're both going to the competition, okay?
★﹕EPEL FELMIER
He had you repeat what you said twice to make sure he was hearing you correctly. You want to do what? Let him go back to sleep, please. Okay, whatever, he will accompany you, but make it quick. At least that's what he said before spending the next two hours chatting with you while eating. He sadly got caught by Vil when he came back. Rook snitched.
★﹕SEBEK ZIGVOLT
No, he has to make sure nobody attacks Malleus while he's sleeping. But with some reassurance from Lilia (and him asking Sebek to bring him a burger) and his love for you, he decided to accompany you. He'll ask for the biggest burger since he has a big appetite. He did enjoy it at the end; 10/10 would do it again (but he won't say that out loud).
★﹕KALIM AL-ASIM
He doesn't mind that you woke him up, and he would like to go, but there's a small problem: he isn't allowed to go anywhere without Jamil, which means he would need to wake him up. Jamil wouldn't be happy about that, and Kalim doesn't want to bother him either. So you both just order takeout and give the delivery guy a very generous tip.
★﹕IDIA SHROUD
Idia was awake, but he really doesn't want to go, and he's also farming for an event. Great, now he's craving McDonald's too. If you really want to go, you can have Ortho accompany you, but please bring him a chicken sandwich and some fries. You can use his debit card to pay.
★﹕TREY CLOVER
... What? What did you even dream about to crave McDonalds so late at night? Trey says you both can go on the weekend if you really want to, but go back to sleep, please. There's an important exam tomorrow, and you'll both be in trouble if you suddenly fall asleep in the middle of it.
★﹕FLOYD LEECH
He was not in a good mood after being woken up in the middle of the night. Floyd won't let you go, squeezing you so hard that you can't even move away from the bed. You're not going anywhere the whole night, and if you still want the meal, you can order some in the Mostro Lounge tomorrow.
★﹕LEONA KINGSCHOLAR
It's 3 am, what the heck. Leona says Ruggie can buy you some tomorrow; ask for as much as food as you want, but not at 3 am. He will fall asleep on top of you, so you can't even move, just in case you try to sneak out while he sleeps.
★﹕JAMIL VIPER
No, please, he's tired. He did so much work yesterday: laundry, cooking, folding clothes, tutoring Kalim, paperwork for an upcoming event, and preparing for an exam. He just wants to rest for at least a few hours. Go back to sleep, please. He promises he'll cook you a burger with some fries tomorrow. His cooking is way superior to fast food anyway.
★﹕RIDDLE ROSEHEARTS
"No, that's unhealthy", he says. Somebody buy him a happy meal or something, Riddle has probably never eaten fast food in his life. Either way, there's class tomorrow, and he would never forgive himself if he arrived late to a lesson. So no, you aren't going anywhere.
★﹕AZUL ASHENGROTTO
Why would you want to eat at McDonalds when he has a literal restaurant? Are you trying to buy from the competition? Now Azul is offended at 3 am, so offended that he dragged you to the kitchen to make you a meal resembling the McDonald's one just to prove Mostro Lounge's food is better.
★﹕VIL SCHOENHEIT
Excuse you? Not only did you interrupt his beauty sleep, but you want to go eat McDonald's'? It's 3 am, please go back to sleep or you'll get dark circles. Lack of sleep is bad for your skin, and he won't take the risk, much less to eat unhealthy food.
── Least likely
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screeching-bunny · 5 months
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Hey! If I can stil request,
*pulls out menu*
Can I have the yandere ceo with a shopaholic darling?
Oh, and a side of headcanons?
Yandere! Ceo Hcs
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Warnings: Obsessive Behavior, Yandere Thoughts, Bad Writing, Stalking, Possessive Behavior, Reader is Referred as ‘You’
A/N: I’ll be starting with the Hcs first! Hope u don’t mind!!!
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🌟 Yandere! Ceo is willing to buy you anything you want. Money is not an issue to him so use his credit card as much as you like! He definitely finds joy in giving you things that you like and is obsessed with the way your face lights up when you see something that you like. He’s definitely a people pleaser and can’t say no to your cute face. Even if you do end up running his credit cards, (which will be never), he’d happily accept this fact and gush at you. If anything, he probably gets offended when you don’t spend his money.
🌟 Yandere! Ceo has one priority and it’s you. There is nothing that this man wouldn’t do for you. He often spontaneously decides to book weekend getaways to unwind stress with you. You both have been around the entire world together and there is no place that you haven’t visited. His office in his company is practically filled with just photos of you and souvenirs of places that you’ve visited together. He gets so enraged when your photos either get damaged or lost. He’s so scary that even his employees are afraid to even step in his office in fear of accidentally damaging something.
🌟 Yandere! Ceo has no idea what boundaries are. What do you mean he can’t come into the bathroom while you're taking a shower? Don’t you know that he just wants to spend time with you? PLEASE LET HIM IN HE’S SO DESPERATE!!!! He loves being near you all the time and finds your presence to be very calming to him. Whenever he has to leave your side, he feels so mentally drained.
🌟 Yandere! Ceo relishes in the fact that you financially depend on him. It fills him with so much joy of how needed he is to you. He happily forks over millions of dollars to you and expects to be praised in some type of way. Feels a sense of pride whenever you do. There is a tiny bit of urgency in him that feels the need to have you validation and love. He’s the type of person to put your needs before his own.
🌟 Yandere! Ceo is extremely two faced. He always has a superficial mask when he engages with others besides you. Oftentimes he uses people for his own benefits and hardly even acknowledges others. If they have no way of being any use to him then why should he care about their well beings? He can hardly even remember the names of the people he’s working with nor does he even care about them. If they aren’t you then he won’t give an ounce of his attention to them. Most people you meet will tell you that he is an extremely charming man who wouldn’t hurt a fly. This is of course an obvious facade that he has built up over the years.
🌟 Yandere! Ceo financially ruins anyone he sees as a competitor for your love and affection. Money rules the world and he can easily turn anyone against them. Anyone you’ve shown even the slightest bit of romantic interest in has turned up homeless and unable to get a job. There was even a time where you thought you were cursed because all of your crushes ended up having so much financial debt. Like damn can you believe all of your crushes had their house foreclosed on them?!?!?!
🌟 Yandere! Ceo is definitely delusional and refuses to see that there is something wrong with his love for you. Even if he kidnaps you, he justifies it by saying that you’re better off in his mansion and the only reason that you're resisting is that you don’t realize all the good it’s doing for you. Wholeheartedly believes that the two of your are soulmates which is why he feels the need to be by your side 24/7. When he’s not he spies on you using security cameras. There is nothing that makes him feel better than knowing where you are at any given time.
🌟 Yandere! Ceo is an aggressive guy when you're involved in something. He hates the thought of you being with someone else and being happy with someone who isn’t him. Truly believes that there is no one good enough for you other than him. He’s a bit of a narcissist, often telling himself that there is no one as perfect as him in this world for you.There are definitely times where he treats you as someone who is naive and knows nothing about the world. He refuses to believe that you can have a single bad bone in your body and will fight to defend your name.
“Your honor, I know they ran over someone with their car but don’t you see that they were just in a bad mood at the time? I think it’s best if we just let them go”. He’d probably somehow still win this case by bribing the judge and the court.
🌟 Yandere! Ceo allows you to pick out the clothes that he wears for the day. No matter how goofy the outfit might look, he wears it with pride and struts like a model in it. Although he is an extremely busy man he always makes time to reserve room for you in his life. You are what his world revolves around, without you he would be nothing but an empty shell of a man. Your presence is something that never fails to brighten his day and enlighten him.
🌟 Yandere! Ceo would never do anything to hurt your mental wellbeing but would manipulate you enough so that you could fall right into his arms. What's that? You got rejected from your fifth job interview? It’s alright, why don’t you just come live with him instead? He has an abundant amount of money that most people could only dream of, and you’d never have to work a day in your life if you lived with him. Now what do you say? Won’t you stay with him forever?
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steddieas-shegoes · 7 months
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Modern AU where Eddie is a tech repair person at an apple store in Chicago while he tries to make it big with his band and Steve is a spoiled rich kid who is trying to cover up that he's been using his macbook to film for his OnlyFans or something similar and he needs that shit wiped.
Eddie is as professional as he can be, but can't help but be amused at Steve being worried that he's gonna see everything.
S: seriously, just wipe everything. nothing has to be saved. don't even look through each file. just start over. E: okay sure. but you know you could just buy a new laptop. S: my dad checks my credit card statements. E: okay, so tell him you bought it for a friend or something. S: just. can you wipe it? E: yeah i can.
Eddie doesn't let him know that he already has seen everything because of course he subscribes to S.H. and often leaves him bigger tips than he can afford. He doesn't even know why Steve does it since he's apparently rich, or his dad is.
It only takes a few hours to wipe it, and Eddie's grateful he managed to help Steve instead of his coworker who is a certified Creep ™️ who absolutely would have made sure to watch as many of the videos as he could first.
He calls Steve and leaves a message for him that it's done, but doesn't hear back and Steve doesn't come by. He does the same thing again the next day, and the day after that, starting to grow concerned.
He goes so far as to check Steve's OF page, just to see if there's an update, but sees it's been shut down, like it never existed.
He finally caves, does the most unprofessional thing he's ever done, and texts Steve's number from his own phone.
This is Eddie from the apple store. Your laptop's ready. Just want you to know after 30 days we usually get rid of unclaimed items.
There's no response.
But two days later, Steve comes into the store wearing sunglasses and a hat, clearly trying to hide.
When he takes off the sunglasses to sign everything, Eddie sees a healing black eye and swollen nose.
He isn't stupid.
And he suddenly feels extremely protective over him.
E: did your dad find out? S: find out what? E: about your online job? S: how do you know? E: I wasn't gonna say anything, and I swear everything got wiped without anyone including myself seeing, but I do subscribe to you and I recognized you when you came in. S, already having a panic attack: shit no. this is bad. okay you can't say anything about this to anyone. please. E: I wouldn't, I won't. but your dad found out didn't he? he did this to you? S: *nods* E: you safe now? S: *shrugs* E: need a place to stay? S: i've been saving. that's why i did this in the first place. so i can pay rent somewhere. E: I have a second bedroom at my place that just opened up. up to you.
And of course Steve takes it because he's desperate, and doesn't have real world experience with a lot of strangers, but has a good feeling about this.
Eddie finds that Steve is a very typical rich kid; ignorant to a lot of the world's struggles, but not an asshole despite his bitchy attitude sometimes coming out, thinks money can fix everything until Eddie shows him that apologies and a cuddle on the couch can be better.
Steve is so touch starved, he doesn't even realize the way he always folds into Eddie's side when they're just relaxing and watching a movie, or how he always lets his hand brush against his side or hand when Eddie gets home from work. Eddie helps him look for a job, and they find that he loves working at a daycare even though the money isn't that great.
They fall in love so easily, neither of them actually realize it happens until Steve comes home after a very long day before the Christmas holidays, covered in paint stains from crafts with the kids, and Eddie just welcomes him home with a kiss.
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pokegalla · 2 months
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Requested/traded by @veiled-rebel
I actually forgot about this one??? Well fuck it. Part 2 but whole different fandom-
Angel Dust and Husk with a crazy rich S/o who loves spoiling them
Angel Dust:
* Oh he knew you were rich honey, let’s be honest. You got the cash, he’ll flirt and get some after a quick fuck. A win win scenario. At least….that was his initial intentions. But damn he actually started liking you. You were….different to say the least. You both exchanged numbers and the rest is history✨
* He had his guard up when you kept spoiling him. Did you want another favor? Did you need something from him? No? Just a gift? He’s not used to so much gifts without expecting bad news attached to it. He might need some time to get used to it…..(constant reassurance really helps too!)
* Once he’s more comfortable, he’ll happily wear the outfits you picked out for him! Even on the outings to the mall or fancy restaurants! But honestly nothing makes him feel more comfortable with you than you giving him so much freedom as well. You gave him your credit card?! To buy anything he wants?! That’s a major trust thing holy shit- he almost feels like he’s using you. But your reassurance makes him feel at ease.
* He’s never felt this loved before….and he’s got you to thank.
Mini story time!!!
You watched as the spider demon came downstairs. Your face flushed as you saw him wearing the dress you had bought that was custom made just for him. He chuckled and closed your jaw that was hanging low from shock.
“Gonna attract flies hun,” he chuckled, a little flattered at your reaction as well.
“Heh….i hope I’m attracting your kisses too,” You answer back with a playful grin.
Angel giggled a little, “Keep that up and you’ll be attracting MUCH more tonight~” You both share a kiss and walk out together, hand in hand with no shame as all of hell watched you too. You didn’t mind what they said. What mattered was him and his happiness.
That was enough for you❤️
Husk:
* He knew instantly you were a rich kinda person. As a bartender, he picks up on stuff like this all the time. He actually didn’t like you at first. Thought you were some kind of showboat. But you did shock him when you said you were more focused on him than anything else. He was a tough nut to crack but after many visits to his bar and getting to know each other, he FINALLY gave you a chance.
* Spoiling this lil shit was HARD. He didn’t like a lot of things. But you did get his favorite booze. And booze of all kinds. He actually was impressed by how much you knew but told you not to spoil him so much- but his favorite gift was a cute bow tie you got for him. He wears it to special events✨
* You really do try to respect his wishes on not spoiling him but seeing him look so exhausted after a long day of dealing with crap at his bar? Oh you HAVE to do something! So slick little you actually decided on the perfect date! A date to the spa! You never seen him get so relaxed before! Thoooough he did figure out you were trying to spoil him again…but this time he won’t complain✨
* He finds it hard to argue when you look so happy…..
Mini story time!!!
“Yah think yah reeeeal slick don’tcha?” Husk said suddenly while sipping his martini.
CURSES- he’s figured it out already?! You had JUST finished the massages! Oh damn here comes the scolding….huh? Wait he’s giving you a headpat?
“I’ll hand it to yah. I didn’t even realize it. I’ll let yah get away with this one…..” He grumbled a bit.
Your eyes sparkles, “HAH!!! FUCK YEAH!!!”
He actually smiles a little as he sees you practically glowing, so happy that you spoiled him. You were so weird…..
Fuck he loves you-❤️
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enchantressiren · 24 days
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❝𝐏𝐀𝐂: 𝐃𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞? 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈’𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐈 𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮.❞
Your first time with your future spouse/current lover
(For virgins and/or those who are having it with a virgin lover)
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This is an intuitive reading, only pile 3 need two tarot cards from the lenormand deck.
Normal intuitive readings: @sefinaa
Average word count: 408
Author’s note,
I’ll be making an aftercare version of this. As for credit, @fantasticpoem, @notpr0g1rl and an anonymous person.
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Pile 1
Your first time with your lover will be very cute and romantic. I’m feeling this romantic, red intimacy. I can see a dimly lit room with candles, specifically a yellow hue. I see rose petals near a bathtub as they spread out, showing a trail up to the bed, and then simply spread out onto the bed, inside the blanket, and on the pillow. This isn’t a honeymoon suit; I see this was currently done by your lover. I’m aware all of you are extremely insecure about not having sex and being a virgin, but you have or will have a lover who will treat you with the upmost respect and care during and after it. 
I see them wearing a suit because a majority of you are into it, and for those who aren’t, I see them having their shirt untucked and open so you can see their body. I also see them having slightly messy hair because they’re already hot and bothered by you. I see them already fantasizing about this exact moment for a week straight. They aren’t even perfectionists, but, in this moment, they are—they want you to have the best time and for you to feel comfortable with them. That’s the goal for them. 
I also see that, as you guys do have sex, they’re going to focus on the sensual part of sex. Soft, slow, and sensual sex with love bites around the earlobe and soft whispers of how you’re doing a good job. I hear a lot of breathy moments, or perhaps a lot of sexual breathing, and it feels hot around my ear. I also hear that they’re going to purposefully moan in your ear so you can feel flustered and so it’s ingrained into your brain. They want it to be a memory for you, so when you’re having a bad day, you can remember how good you made them feel. 
Another thing is that some of you read smut, so you assume you know what you’re doing and you will test it out with them, but it’s not going to work out the way you want. 
“You want to be a Dom? What a joke, sweetheart. You can’t even keep up with my energy, how are you supposed to please me, hm?”
I can feel dominant and masculine energy with them, and their voice when they’re horny is seductive as hell. I can feel my heart racing, so you will feel the same way. Excited, bothered for more, and extremely wet with them. 
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Pile 2
I feel more of a rough energy with you guys. I wouldn’t say they’re going to make your body in pain during the act; it’s just.. expect a lot of hickies on your body because I don’t think they can handle it. You can set boundaries with them if you’d like too, though I see that a lot of you don’t care and some of you fantasize about it. And more people in this pile read smut books, mainly paper books, in front of your family or coworkers. I feel shameless energy. Whereas the others watch a lot of adult content that has rough and sensual sex. And your lover will notice this, or you already told them, so that’s why they will lose control during the act. 
Before you guys go fully into passionate lovemaking, they will immediately make out with you. I see you sitting on their lap, regardless of your gender, and it’s getting steamy. Lots of kissing sounds and noises. I see them grinding on you and bouncing up their leg. They will be softly grabbing your hair as they deepen the kiss. I feel like you will be sweating a bit, so your hair will be messy, and they will be using this to their full advantage. A little bit of choking here and there, nothing too painful—except if you want them to choke you hard, just ask. Don’t be shy. I’m getting a shy energy with the people you love. So don’t be shy; simply ask them, and they will. I don’t see any neck kissing, but I do see lip nibbling and their thumbs caressing your lips. 
Moving on to passionate lovemaking, there isn’t much to channel since it’s self-explanatory. I do see them pushing your face into a pillow or the bed sheets as they hit from behind, and if you’re a male, I see them either pegging you or letting you hit them from behind. I also see loud moans from you guys and grunting sounds. I hear music, so expect romantic/dirty songs to be played at a semi high volume. I can feel and see the bed shaking too, so if you have heard of people speaking about breaking the headboard during sex, that’s the vibe I’m feeling. 
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Pile 3
I don't see a lot of foreplay since you guys cannot control yourself with them and are too excited to make love with them. A word of advice: be careful with them because you will hurt them during it, but they will be too scared to say so. You will only realize it until they sob at the end. 
Moving on, your pile is filled with secrets; the both of you prefer to keep it on the low, so I’m actually feeling this is a casual or friends with benefit relationship.. or the start of it. This has happened spontaneously, hence the lack of foreplay. 
(I literally have been struggling for the past 2 weeks to channel your reading since the both of you are incredibly private, so I have decided to use two tarot cards in lenormand). 
The moon and the scythe. 
Your first time with your virgin partner will be filled with secret desires and fears. Both of you are going to be scared of what is happening, and why did both of you decide having sex was the logical choice. But as both of you know, it is also the right choice, hence the spontaneous decision. I can feel the fear in both of you as you make out very roughly and very passionately. A lot of moaning and whimpering at the same time and a lot of HEAT are portrayed. I hear that some of you are actually virgins hiding underneath this exterior of “I’m experienced” from fear with your last partners. There will be a lot of emotions going through both of you: excitement, fear, nervousness, and jealousy and/or anger. None of you want to be left behind after this, so none of you are going to go full-on into the passion. 
Neither of you even know that the other is a virgin, since you both are incredibly reserved. Even some of you open books; you have hid this from other people and have told them you aren’t a virgin due to vulnerability, trauma, and fears. And some of you feel like this situation will be a mistake or something that’s not meant to be, but it is, or else you wouldn't have stumbled upon this post or this pile. And if it was not truly meant to be, then I wouldn't have struggled to find out how both of you would act with each other. 
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ageofevermore · 9 months
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OH, LORD SAVE ME
SUMMARY — after a night out with the girls, wanda gets possessive after learning maria couldn’t keep her hands to herself. oh, lord save me my drug is my baby i’ll get using for the rest of my life.
WARNINGS — nsfw minors dni, alcohol consumption, marijuana and cocaine usage, smoking a blunt, biting, face slapping, ass slapping, strap-on usage, vibrator usage, blowjob, brief nipple play, scratching, fingering, doggy/missionary, degradation, mommy kink, orgasm control, overstimulation, multiple orgasm, dom/sub dynamics, brat shenanigans
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A floral aroma hits your nose the second you enter the bedroom. The rest of the house holds the scent of weed, and the scattered lighters in the living room tell you enough. The lights are low, and a nature documentary is paused on the television screen across from the bed, but no trace of your girlfriend is visible from the doorway. Remnants of white powder cling to the oak furniture you recently bought, and her credit card lies beside the evidence of a chased high. Wanda D. Maximoff is stamped into the card, already an obvious give away as to who the perpetrator is. The room spins as you walk deeper into it, and clumsily your body collides with the bedpost.
The fan is running in the bathroom, and the faintest tinge of yellow peeks out from beneath the door, shining into the room like slivers of sunlight hitting a prism. The shower isn’t running, and neither is the sink, either of the two an indicator that she’s ready to call it a night. It’s approaching two am now, and the sunlight that filled the bedroom before has turned to inky midnight. The spontaneous night out with some girlfriends from work has left you giggly, artificial cherry on your lips as your tongue swipes across them. You don’t bother knocking as you enter the bathroom, though the seconds you spend fumbling with the doorknob are enough warning that you’re coming in, not that she’d mind either way.
The sight of her, sprawled out on the floor, brown hair scattered about and bloodshot eyes staring at the ceiling gives you a pause for a second before you burst into giggles that shake the gold chains holding your dress up. The skimpy black number was one of Wanda’s personal favorites, but your girlfriend hadn’t been home when you left to comment on it. If she had been, your neck wouldn’t be as clear as it is now, only soft, healing hickeys remain from nights prior, not too bad for your usually bruised up appearance. Wanda startles at your added sound, but her eyes never peel away from their concentrated dedication to the fan on the ceiling. There’s an abandoned bowl laying next to her, and your customized red lighter is left on the countertop next to a bottle of water. Having to hear her whine about how dry her mouth is when she’s high is a nuisance, so you’ve begun to leave bottles of water in her favorite smoking spots, and clearly, it did you some good.
“Baby!” Your voice drags, slightly slurred together and raised in pitch as you tumble to the floor to lay beside her. Hating when your hair ends up in your face, you’d been proactive for a change, and had decided to braid it for your night out, and as you fall to the ground, it whacks Wanda in the face, but you don’t notice, too absorbed in trying to see what she’s so interested in. “I missed you!” When the fan no longer interests you, because why would it, you roll on top of her effectively elbowing her in the chest, and it’s enough of a commotion to finally break her concentration. The second her eyes are on you, a darkness blooms in the typically evergreen centers. Her huff of surprise for the air being knocked out of her lungs is only a half second long, before she's scanning your smudged makeup and biting down on her bottom lip that's in desperate need of some chapstick. “You smoked without me!”
“You weren’t home.” The accented edge to her words sends warmth spiraling down your bones. The alcohol having already flushed your cheeks and tickled your belly only amplified the desire that burned in your bones, igniting a flame so hot you were sure tomorrow wouldn’t see the light of day. “You look hot.” Her hands leave where they had been lying flat on the tile floor, grabbing your ass in rough handfuls that make you giggle.
“Mmm, wore your favorite dress. Maria got a little handsy. I think it’s a fan favorite.” You taunted her, dancing your lips across hers before pulling away to look at her face fully. Cocaine is still clinging to her porcelain skin, dusted between her nose in what looks like an attempt to wipe it away. Whatever makeup she’d been wearing before was gone, only a faint stain of black below her eyes that indicated she’d been rubbing her eyes before she took her mascara off. You shouldn't be so bothered by the state of her, but the combination of her wandering hands and hungry eyes was pulling you apart piece by piece.
Wanda growled at the mention of your mutual friend who was known for her wandering hands and sultry commentary, though it didn’t bring Wanda any amusement to hear about her interest in the dress. Not when she wasn’t around to remind Maria that you were hers. Your attention drops to Wanda's exposed neck, and your teeth find a home sinking into the soft flesh. Hints of her perfume twist with the scent of cocaine and marijuana, and it's entirely intoxicating. “Maria needs to learn to keep her hands to herself.”
“And what if she doesn’t?” Mischief swims in your eyes, and you sink your teeth into a particularly sensitive spot on Wanda’s neck, just beneath her ear. Her breath hitched, her hands grabbing at the fabric of your dress around your hips. Her entire body shudders, and for a moment, she freezes entirely to just enjoy the sensation that travels through her previously numb limbs.
Your tongue soothed the bite, dancing circles around the marks you’d left. Wanda’s eyes fluttered shut, bunching your dress up around your hips in favor of twisting the ridge of your lace panties between her delicate fingers. “Do I need to remind you who you belong to?”
“Why don’t you remind me?” You nipped her neck a final time before pulling away to watch her process your words, which were more like a silent invitation for her to have her way with your body.
Wanda shoved you off of her messily, a growl crawling from the depth of her throat as she watched you smirk like you’d been caught with your hand in the cookie jar. “Get in the bedroom.”
“What? Don’t want to fuck me on the bathroom floor? Again.” Your breath tickled her wet skin, a cold shill crawling up her spine that she very narrowly avoided reacting to. “I’m sure Maria would.”
“Go.” Her tone left no room for arguments this time, and you scrambled to comply, although clumsily with your still strapped heels and spinning vision. Giggles spilled from between your lips when you rammed into the doorframe, completely absorbed in completing Wanda’s direction and not noticing how she spent a few extra minutes fumbling for something in the bathroom.
Your body sank into the soft bed, black sheets blending into the tiny dress you squeezed yourself into. The skin tight material still bunched around your hips in messy folds, exposing the front of your lacy black thong that left little to the imagination. Suddenly aware of how desperate you were without Wanda’s neck as a distraction, one hand slid between your legs while the other fumbled to grab your breasts through the thin material. Your panties were soaked through, sticking to your folds uncomfortably. Your thighs spread without any invitation, and you pulled them aside desperate for attention where you most needed it.
Eyes fluttering shut at the first stroke against your engorged clit, you didn’t hear Wanda shutting the cabinets and turning off the bathroom lights, only feeling her presence when a hand grabbed around your neck and startled you enough that your antsy fingers stilled between your legs.
“Did I tell you to touch yourself?” She growled, leaning over you with a dominating presence. Your head shook side to side quickly, your pussy abandoned. You ached for something more, but words failed you as you stared back at her. Something landed beside your head, but before you could look to see what it was Wanda was demanding more from you. “Use your words, you had no problem doing that before.”
“N-No.” You spluttered, fighting to keep your eyes open the longer she held your neck. Her fingers tightened, and it was then you realized she was still wearing her rings, the metal digging into your skin harshly.
“No, who?” The words pulled the breath out of your lungs, and you’re sure you looked like a fish out of water scrambling to find the right words to answer her. “Huh? Don’t make me wait. No, who.”
“N-No, Mommy.” You managed, gasping for breath when her hand finally left your neck, and it was only then you realized she had dug out your red strap, and her hand was holding the base tightly.
“Stupid slut.” She scoffed, moving backward so she was standing farther from the end of the bed. “Since you had so much to say before, I figured we’d put that mouth to use. Get on your knees.”
You dropped to your knees so fast you were sure they’d be bruised by the morning, but the only thing you could think about was how badly you wanted to feel her in your mouth. Bracing your hands on her thighs, you waited for her to instruct you to begin, knowing you were already playing a dangerous game. A smirk crept onto her lips at your clear impatience, and she was no stranger to making you wait. Spitting on her hand, she brought it down to the silicone cock, spreading it around teasingly. You whined, silently begging her to stop her torture and let you have a taste.
“What's wrong? See something you like?” Your girlfriend taunted, throwing her head back as she stroked the silicone cock, your favorite of the collection you’ve acquired since getting together a few years ago.
“Please.” You begged with hooded eyes, wanting to be the one that was turning her on and giving her pleasure.
“Please what?” Wanda cooed, voice dripping with lust as she watched you writhe in front of her, desperate for anything she wanted to give you. “Do you want to suck my cock? Feel it against your tongue? Let me fuck your mouth? Is that it?”
You nodded, tears pooling in your eyes the longer she made you wait. Your thighs pinched together, looking to relieve the aching in where you needed her most. She didn’t say anything about your actions, and for that you were grateful, but it wasn’t nearly enough to satisfy you and she knew that. “Please. Please let me suck your cock, Mommy.”
“Get on with it then.” You wasted no time, one hand holding onto the base of the strap while the other stayed in place on her thigh. Her salvia has slickened the silicone, making it easier for you to take more of it quickly. She was heavy against your tongue, and for a second, you just enjoyed the feeling, before you began working the length with your hand and your mouth, hollowing your cheeks and letting the bulbous head ram into the back of your throat, desperate to please.
Wanda’s hand fell onto your head, a guttural moan leaving her lips watching you take her length. The strap wasn’t small by any means, one of your bigger ones, and yet you devoured her. Your eyes watered when she began to thrust at first shallowly, but losing her reserve the longer she watched you endure it. You gagged when she forced your nose to her pelvis, the cock practically down your throat, but she didn’t pull away, forcing you to feel her and remember who owned your throat. She pulled away with a pop, ready to absolutely obliterate your pussy.
“Strip. Panties and heels stay on.” You scrambled to comply, rising to your feet with shaky movements, not only from the anticipation of finally getting what you want, but the alcohol that was still coursing through your system. “Hands and knees. Ass up.”
Your dress ended up in a puddle on the floor to be dealt with later, and the bed sank with your weight as you got into position, impatiently pushing your hips backward to meet the scarlet strap. A slap left your ass cheek tingling, your body jolting forward in shock.
“Patience.” Wanda demanded thickly, sokovian accent twisting her words into something dangerous. Your entire body shuddered in anticipation, keeping your eyes forward knowing how much she likes it. You jumped when her fingers found your panties, tracing the lace design before slipping lower. Wanda groaned at how wet you are, thighs glistening with your arousal and panties clinging to your folds. She pulls them to the side, fingers toying with your lips and narrowly avoiding your clit each time she makes a pass around your pussy. “What got you this wet, moya lyubov'? Hmmm?”
With shaky breath, your head dropped onto the comforter, fists balling up the cotton material, “Y-You, Mommy. You did. You got me this wet.”
Her fingers pressed against your weeping entrance but never farther, pushing you farther and farther toward the edge of desperation, and from experience, you knew it was a steep fall. She wanted you at you breaking point, she wanted you to remember who owned you the next time you decided to fuck around. “Not Maria? But I thought you liked her touching what's mine?”
Brattiness tempted you to fuck with her, but your desperation to be touched was winning the fight, and you bit back your sarcastic answer in favor of finally feeling her and being given some relief. “N-no. I like when you touch me. I’m yours.” You gasped when she slipped two fingers inside of you, giving you a second to adjust before she began to scissor your sopping pussy. Every ridge of your pussy fit her fingers like a glove, and Wanda yearned to hear your whimpers as you sought out pleasure at her control.
“You gonna let Maria get handsy with you again when I’m not around?” Her fingers were set at a brutal pace, but still she avoided your aching clit that was begging for attention. Your hips stuttered, your eyes pinched shut so impossibly tight you thought you were seeing starts. When her fingers caressed the sweet spot inside of you, all thoughts vanished from your mind as you whined for more and less at the same time. “Are you. Going to. Let her. Get handsy. With you. Again?” Wanda repeated, annunciating each word with a harsh stroke against your g-stop.
“N-no! No I’m n-not! Please. Please!” You needed more. You needed her cock in your pussy, pounding you into the bed, or her fingers on your clit, you needed something more than just her brutal pace going in and out of your cunt knowing full well you wouldn’t be able to cum from just that.
“Please what, moya lyubov'?” She taunted, stilling her fingers all together but not pulling them out, just leaving you full enough to want more.
“Fuck me already!” You sobbed, turning your head to meet her eye, watching how she enjoyed breaking you down for her to play with.
“Are my fingers not enough for this slutty pussy? You need more? Desperate whore wants to get fucked?” She teased, pulling her fingers away from you completely and watching strings of wetness bead between her knuckles as she plays with your slick. She moans when she tastes you, fingers running your wetness across her tongue. “Get on your back.”
You watch as she walks away, pulling out a pre-rolled blunt and a lighter she stole from Natasha the last time the redhead was over. The black design stood out in the otherwise near darkness, the gold snake that wrapped around your favorite design in the stolen collection you both kept adding too. Wanda lit up, grimacing at the first hit that burnt the back of her throat. She blew the smoke out in a near perfect o shape, taking another drag before she came back to you. She passed off the blunt, climbing over top of you when you accepted it and took a drag. The grungy taste of smoke filled your mouth, adding to the heaviness in your limbs almost instantly.
“You ready?” She asked, positioning the bulbous head of the dildo with your entrance. You nodded, taking another drag before offering it to her. Her lips wrapped around it angelically, a stark contrast to how filthy the both of you were being. Wanda wasted no time, burying the dick in your pussy in one thrust, and setting a brutal pace as she fucked you.
Your eyes rolled to the back of your head, the blunt burning a hole in the comforter as ash fell off. You gasped at her brutal pace, reaching to set the blunt in the ashtray on your bedside table, immediately bringing your newly free hands to her back, digging your nails into her bare skin. Her tits bounced with each thrust, hanging over you with an invitation to pinch her perfectly pink nipples. Wanda's hands squeezed at your hips, gliding down your body until they reached your thighs. Pulling your legs further apart, the head of her cock rammed into your cervix, shooting white ropes of pleasure through every nerve in your body. Your back arched off the back, nipples pointed to the sky as you searched for more. The pebbled buds taunted your girlfriend, who leaned down hungrily and took one between her teeth, pulling at the sensitive flesh that was a one way shot to your clit.
“Please Wands, touch my clit.” You begged, tears welling in your eyes as pleasure built. Wanda's pace was brutal, and you were impossibly full, but she had still yet to touch your clit and every nerve in your body was burning with need.
“Hand me the vibrator.” She grit out through clenched teeth, leaving your nipples in favor of pointing to the scarlet vibrator she’d thrown on the bed before. Your hand fumbled to grab it, limbs shaking not only from the power of her thrusts but from desire. “God, I love this pussy.”
Wanda switched the vibrator to its second highest setting, settling it right on your sensitive nub. A sharp whine left your lips, back arching and hands searching for her skin. Your nails dragged marks down her back, your orgasm approaching quickly as she worked your over sensitive body.
“O-Oh, o-oh! Right there, r-right there!” You gasped, digging your nails into her hips, hips writhing to meet her thrusts and fall over the edge that was just out of reach. A hand slapped your cheek before moving onto pinch your nipples, your body alight with so many sensations you didn’t know how to react. “I-Im gonna cum! Mommy! O-oh I'm so close! I'm so close!”
Wanda slapped you again, shaking her head with pinched shut eyes, “Hold it.”
“I can’t!” You moaned, head thrown back and neck perfectly exposed for her to grab. Her fingers wrapped around your soft skin, squeezing in all the places that made you melt and worked you up simultaneously. Your head felt so heavy, your limbs each weighing a couple hundred pounds as they dropped onto the sheets and grabbed handfuls. “Wanda! Wanda I’m gonna cum! Im gonna cum!”
Minutes passed without a response from your partner, and the coil in your belly was desperately close to snapping with or without her permission, but before you could warn her, she was speaking, “Cum for me. Cum for me, slut.”
You came with a screech, but Wanda’s thrusts didn’t stop, they only seemed to amplify as she worked you through your climax and fought for her own, switching the vibrator to the highest setting despite the tears already falling from your eyes. “It’s too much. W-Wands it too much!”
Your body was alight will the combination of marijuana and alcohol, and your second orgasm was being pried from your body with a force that could break bones. Your teeth bit into your bottom lip so hard you could taste the metallic tell of blood, but the pleasure was so intense you didn’t care. “C-cum with me! Cum with me, dorogoy. Fuck. F-fuck.” The both of you exploded with a scream, Wanda dropping the vibrator somewhere on the bed and falling on top of you, heaving to catch her breath. The clock on your wall said it was after five am, and the drugs mixed with general exhaustion was pulling on her muscles.
“I love you.” She gasped, pressing soft kisses into your skin and wiggling until her feet weren’t dangling off the edge of the bed anymore. Her thighs were sticky from her orgasm, but neither of you cared to clean yourselves up. You kick your heels off, and Wanda undid the strap, throwing both objects somewhere in the room to clean and put away later.
Shimming out of your soaked panties, you grimace as the cold wetness brushed against your sensitive clit. “I love you too.”
A beat of silence fills the space, and you think she’s fallen sleep before she speaks again, “Did Maria really grab your ass?”
A giggle rustles your chests, and you shake your head while brushing your fingers through her tangled and sweaty hair. “She was too preoccupied with Nat to spare me a second glance.”
“You could’ve just asked to be fucked.” Wanda laughed.
“This was more fun.”
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cranes-winter · 2 years
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Got over a crisis and anxiety by planning, to hopefully get through a tough time financially that'll start in June.
Literally 2 days later there's a whole other situation with double the previous strain and a more immediate expectancy
25% down right this second? How about no
I went into my dentists office for some results for a study, on a day I said I couldn't come in. They said it would be in and out 20 minutes because it's the only day their specialist is coming in, but they literally put me in a room and left me, and the person who said it would be in and out and that they'd make sure I was first seen and blah blah blah didn't tell anyone else apparently. The person going over results with me was late, and some other person not essential for telling me my results but 'also wanting to be let in on the meeting' was also late. Had 2 extra x-rays done that they didn't even use??? I promise they just did it to take up time because I was just sitting there. The people finally got there and they made me wait even longer. I wanted to leave but I didn't want to have to come back or be seen as difficult. Then when I finally was getting my results I felt like I was getting pitched to, which I was. I literally got steamrolled by Karens who were pushy in different ways, had me overwhelmed and convinced I absolutely needed this treatment, basically a retainer but extra, for sleeping
Orrr I guess you could get this other more common treatment but ours is Better and will fix all your problems so let's not talk about that, and even though we know you can't use it yet until you do (original anxiety source which won't end until months down the road) you need to pay part of our thing. Now. And by the way it's out of pocket, or you could do 3 easy payments of helluva lot, orrr I guess you could break up the whole amount for as many months as you want through this program, and oops didn't I mention its a credit card actually? 🙃 I'm glad it didn't go through bc I was literally so overwhelmed i couldn't remember how to do math to put in accurate numbers. I'm considering looking for a different dentist, and just going in for the other doctor that's helping me with the other stuff.
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2bu · 9 months
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lgbt+, disabled black person needs assistance clearing his credit card debt
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Hi, I know I'm always ebegging every other week, but this is definitely a serious situation that I can't seem to resolve on my own (and trust me I have been TRYING for months now).
Every single time I try to make payments (even on time) the processing bullshit PaidPals puts me through always makes my payments LATE and literally puts me deeper in the hole no matter what I do.
In short: the main reason I'm asking for help is because I won't be working Monday + Tuesday of next week (unpaid forced holiday) and I get no sick time or PTO due to my being a contractor, which was bad because I had to miss two days of work this week due to an emergency dental surgery. This means I'll get less than $300 and I have to contribute to rent, groceries, and other expenses (I am already selling characters on my toyhou.se to make up for that).
Any and all money donated to helping me relieve this debt is literally going to this and nothing else as I am already taking measures to ensure I have money for the necessities - I just cannot afford to put this off without making the debt worse.
Here are all my payment links, and as always - reblogs help, even 1 dollar helps. Thank you guys for your continued support and assistance - it is always appreciated in these desperate times - hopefully I can earn enough from character sales to get this covered alongside my other needs. Please try not to tag this, I'd really hate for this to get suppressed!
Thank you thank you all the same. 💜💗🙏🏽
paidpale (preferred so I can directly use the balance there)
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cashedapp: $SalemV
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ariaki · 6 months
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spoiling is gojo’s favorite hobby | fluff bc we all need it [f!reader] <3
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Not only is Gojo rich, but he's generous with his money, especially when it comes to you, his girlfriend.
The moment you became Gojo's girlfriend, the first thing Gojo planned was a date to the mall and favorite restaurant, where he *tried* to purchase everything you touched. You denied him every time he took out his credit card to buy you something random, like a pencil you picked up at the store or a kid's toy you found humorous. It was amusing to you because the pen was a fidget toy and clearly for kids, but he was so eager to buy it for you because he wanted to see the smile on your face when you pressed the trigger buttons. The women at the store looked at you as if you were crazy for denying your boyfriend's credit card. At another store Gojo saw you stare at a silly hat for too long. Gojo had his suspicions that you were looking at the hat because it was ugly, but he thought it would be funny to buy it for you as a joke and because there was a slight possibility that you actually liked it and wanted it. You leave the store after not seeing Gojo around. You thought he fled out of the store to sit outside since you were taking so long, but after standing there looking at your unread text for a good ten minutes, you felt a tap on your shoulder, and when you turned around, you saw him with a big, mischievous smile. "What did you buy?" you asked knowingly. You tilted your head and crossed your arms that had shopping bags as bracelets. You gave him your knowing eyes, but he was good at pretending to be oblivious to them. He shook his head before removing one of your arms from your hold to take your hand and hold it. "Nothing, Beautiful wanna eat?" you stare at him a little longer with skepticism and then smile. "Sure," he grinned and kissed your forehead.
At the restaurant, things were a bit more chaotic. Satoru likes it when you are well-fed and satisfied with your food. So when you sat and began looking at the menu, he was quiet, but this was because he was waiting for you to suggest something that tickled your fancy so he could ask you if you wanted it and order it. "These fried mac and cheese balls sound good," you muttered to no one specific. Gojo's heard snaps to you, and his mouth opened, but you were quick to stop him. "No! I don't," you placed a hand on his face. He pouts and takes your hand away. "You're so mean," he stuck his button lip out, " I just wanna feed you," You get those puppy eyes over his glasses that always cause you to fall into his trap.
You feel bad. You've been rejecting all of the offerings and gifts, but you couldn't bear being the person he goes into debt for. You gaze at him and cup his cheeks with both of your hands. You pushed them together and made him have fishlips. "I'm sorry, I just-" you pause while his eyes stare back at you. So big and blue. They were so beautiful it was hard to concentrate. You cleared your throat and closed your eyes to continue. "I'm grateful. Don't take my actions the wrong way, but Gojo, if you buy me everything I want, you will lose all your money," you warned, slowly taking your hands off his cheeks. "So?" you blink at his nonchalant reply. He takes in your confused expression and chuckles. It was his turn to take your face into his hands, and he did but pressed harder to give you extra fish lips. "As long as I see a smile on your face each time I swipe that card, I won't give a crap about the world," his smile was warm and full of love. It caused your stomach to twist. "And baby, my money is infinite," he winks at you before he presses a passionate kiss on your squished lips.
You were left stunned. You blink and quietly swallow while staring at Gojo with wide eyes. You sigh and close your eyes. "Fine, I'll get the fried cheese balls," you patted the menu. Gojo takes it from your hands and corrects you, "Mac and cheese balls, baby~"
He's going to be the death of you.
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ariaki 
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ugh-yoongi · 1 year
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For your Yoongi drabbles - reader has a crush and talks about “him” constantly, but Yoongi doesn’t know it’s him until someone else spills readers secret.
this was so cute, thank you for requesting! sorry for the giant meme, but it is literally the exact vibe of this so i had to use it.
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pairing: yoongi x f. reader genre: friends to lovers, miscommunication (??), fluff warnings: swearing, drinking, namjoon namjooning, unedited rating: e for everyone! there's nothing bad in here wordcount: 1k
it's bee's birthday! send me yoongi requests and/or fic recs!
Min Yoongi is a lot of things.
He’s meticulous and prone to overwork and also lazy and uninspired. He’s chronically over-caffeinated and always half-asleep. He’s the first to blow off plans and the first to pout when he no longer gets invited. He’s brusque and a bit of a bastard but also pleased to be fussed over and taken care of. The kind of person who needs to be wrangled into physical affection, because he just can’t seem to verbalize his desire for it.
Min Yoongi is a lot of things, but he is not, under any circumstances, prone to gossip.
Jung Hoseok, on the other hand, has no such hangups.
Which presents Yoongi with an interesting dilemma. He has to piss, but he has to pass the kitchen to get to the bathroom. And Yoongi is a lot of things and not one of them is prone to gossiping or eavesdropping, but it’s hard to push aside the intrigue of you and Hoseok speaking in hushed whispers in his own kitchen, heads pressed together like conjoined twins.
It looks like a whole lot of conspiring is going on. He refuses to pout.
“You seriously haven’t told him yet?” Hoseok says, and Yoongi can just make it out, but he’s known Hoseok long enough to register the exasperation in his voice. God knows he’s been on the receiving end of it more often than not.
You groan. Probably shoot Hoseok an exasperated look of your own that Yoongi isn’t privy to. “It’s not that easy.”
“It absolutely is that easy. How hard is it to say—”
“Can you shut up?” you whisper-shriek. “You are so annoying—”
“—Hey, I have feelings for you. Would you wanna grab coffee?”
Yoongi is pouting before he even realizes his face has contorted. Sure, he can be jealous. Someone will always be a better musician, have more money, live in a nicer apartment and drive a nicer car and wear nicer clothes. Now, though… someone out there can have you, and that thought tastes sour in his mouth.
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It’d been Jimin’s idea to come to Itaewon.
At least they’re at the bar with the good whisky, because Yoongi will max out his credit cards to escape the hell in which he’s found himself. It’d been bad enough with Hoseok, but now he has to deal with it from Taehyung and Jimin, too.
Do you think she’ll ever tell him? This is getting painful.
I don’t know. Hey, are you going to eat the rest of your fries?
Are you fucking serious? Of course I am, I bought them for me—
It’s stupid. It’s so fucking stupid, because everyone seems to be in on a secret he isn’t, but he looks across the bar and finds it hard to care. There you are, laughing wildly as Hoseok twirls you around on the dancefloor. All the lights in this place combined can’t outshine you—not on your worst day, but especially not when you’re like this.
So. Yoongi’s pouting again, plush bottom lip jutting out far enough to brush against his glass of whisky. He’d finally given up and splurged on something top shelf. Figured it’d get him to where he needs to go faster than anything else, because Yoongi is a lot of things and a dancer isn’t one of them, so he’s doomed to spend the night at this table, sandwiched between Taehyung and Jimin.
Listening to them drone on and on about the guy you’re interested in.
He wonders what he’s like. How the two of you met. He pointedly does not think about whether or not this guy’s a dancer, a musician, if he can always afford top-shelf whisky. He wonders if you’re gonna make Yoongi meet him. If he’s gonna have to play nice and pretend to think this guy is cool and interesting. He can pretend, he thinks.
If it’s important to you, Yoongi can do anything.
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Namjoon will know what to do, because Namjoon never actually knows what to do about anything and still somehow always arrives at the correct answer.
“Why am I here, hyung?”
Yoongi clears his throat. Spears another piece of beef and puts it on Namjoon’s plate like a peace offering. Orders another round of beers even though he hasn’t touched his first. “Uh,” comes his eloquent response. “Well—”
“Jesus Christ,” Namjoon mutters, face-planting onto the table. “This is worse than I thought.”
Min Yoongi is a lot of things, but if he’s worse than Namjoon thought, he’s in deep shit.
“Um—”
Namjoon picks his head up. Studies Yoongi for a minute, clearly looking for something, before he pinches the bridge of his nose and says, “It’s you, hyung. She’s hung up on you. And I shouldn’t even be telling you this, because we all just assumed both of you would eventually remove your heads from your asses and get it together, but fuck, this is painful. I can’t do this anymore, you know? I’m not your feelings friend. Jimin is your feelings friend, but he said you just sulked the entire night at the bar—”
“I didn’t sulk,” Yoongi argues, but the words are spoken around a pout.
All he receives in return is A Look. “That’s what you’re focusing on?”
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Yoongi is a lot of things.
Today, he’s a coward, which is new.
He’s not usually a coward, it’s just… he knows how to be jealous and how to sulk and pout and not get what he wants. Those things are easy. But he has no idea how to deal with the bomb Namjoon had dropped on him. He’s not even sure it’s the truth. What if Namjoon was just fucking with him to get him to stop sulking? That’s absolutely something Namjoon would do because he’s done it before.
He sighs. Stops to catch his breath because you live on the sixth floor in a building with no working elevator and he doesn’t work out, so he’s really going to be pissed if Namjoon lied.
“Yoongi? What’re you doing here?”
His heart really does stop this time, because there you are, fresh-faced and smiling and a little confused, and Yoongi knows his face is splotchy and red and that his hairline is sweaty. “Yeah, hi,” he says, and it comes out like an immensely displeased grunt. Doesn’t sound at all like he’s happy to see you, and—oh. Yeah. He can understand now why you might’ve been hesitant to say something.
“Sorry, I just—these steps, you know?”
“Yeah, they said the elevator’s finally getting fixed next week.”
“Thank fuck.”
Your brows knit together. “You planning on coming by more often?”
Yoongi is a lot of things, but right now he’s impatient. So he closes the distance between you in record time and says, “Yeah. Listen, Namjoon told me this guy you and Hobi have been talking about is actually me—”
“That duplicitous snake—”
“—and I’ve kind of been losing my mind over it, because I feel the same way, so if it’s true I’d really like to kiss you, but I’m not entirely sure Namjoon wasn’t just fucking with me—”
“Oh, like that time he told you he’d seen your rejection letter from SNU just so you’d stop stressing over whether or not you got in and that you’d be even more excited once you did, in fact, get in?”
“Yeah, exactly.”
“Namjoon is a bastard. You should kiss me, though.”
Min Yoongi is a lot of things.
As he presses his lips to yours—soft, soft, soft—more than anything else, he’s happy.
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radiant-reid · 1 year
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unit chief! spencer taking a nap on his couch in his office with reader....... the team would tease them so bad
unit chief spencer >>> “What’s going on in…here.” Luke’s voice drops off when he spots who occupies Spencer’s office, and realizes you’re asleep on the couch, laying between Spencer’s legs with your head on his chest. It’s comfy, easy for you to fall asleep after a long week and you clutch him like a teddy bear. In a lot of ways, he is.
“Shhh.” Spencer instructs your colleague, not wanting to wake you up. He keeps running his fingers through your hair softly.
Tara peers her head around the door next, laughing at her boss. “You’re so whipped.” She teases him like any big sister would tease their little brother. Spencer sends her a glare that doesn’t look even half threatening. “Jeez, sorry, boss.” She backs down playfully.
“So is this all the important work you had to get done.” Matt asks, never one to miss and opportunity to join in the fun.
The paperwork is abandoned on his desk, it was from the minute you came in asking if you could nap on his couch until he was ready to go home. Why he didn’t just drive the 45 minutes back to DC right then, knowing he wouldn’t touch his paperwork again that night, was because he couldn’t go 45 minutes without cuddling you.
“We’re busy.” Spencer tells them, cheeks flushed red.
“You better hope Barnes doesn’t come looking for you.” Matt warns, although all of them would distract her before she could make it to Spencer’s office.
“Why don’t we all leave early today?” Spencer suggests, mostly as a way to avoid more teasing.
That isn’t met with protests. “I like Y/n being here. Anytime we need anything, she can ask Spencer.” Tara decides.
It’ll work too, he’ll cave to whatever request comes out of your mouth. You think it’s time to go back to the hotel for the night? Everyone pack up, the SUVs are leaving in five minutes. You think an extra night in Vegas would boost morale? He has his (personal) credit card out in a second to buy the first round and easily explains the extra time to the higher-ups. You want the BAU to get a pet cat as a support animal? Let’s hope the cat doesn’t mind flying.
“Alright, out.” He tells them, although they don’t look like they want to stick around on a Friday evening.
Luke hesitates in the doorway, pulling his phone out to take a picture of you two. “Sorry, man, you know I had to.” He says, not sounding sorry at all.
Spencer picks up a pillow and tosses it at him. You stir then, grip on his sides tightening as you blink your eyes open. He holds your cheek, thumb stroking under your eye.
“Mm, what’s going on?” You ask, adjusting your eyes to the light and taking in the room and your handsome husband.
“It’s time to go home, baby.” He tells you softly, keeping quiet.
You look back to his desk. “No more paperwork?”
He chuckles. “Fuck that. I’m the boss, I get to decide.”
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misseviehyde · 3 months
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STUDENT BODY
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Your girlfriend Natasha was really worried about what was going to happen to your relationship once you started to attend different universities. She'd heard that long distance relationships could be really challenging and difficult.
Sure - it was always possible to communicate online and see each other that way, but without physical intimacy even the healthiest relationships would falter. But Natasha was always full of clever ideas.
"Listen babe. I've had an idea. My family have been guarding a magic scrying mirror for generations. I can use it to astrally project my spirit into another person. It's frowned upon to possess another person, but if it's just so we can talk and touch and stuff, I don't see the harm. Make sure you choose someone who is a real asshole though, that way I'll feel less bad about possessing them.
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A month later you headed to University and began looking for someone suitable for Natasha to possess. It didn't take you long to find your target. Chanel Grey was the obnoxious, entitled sorority president of the most exclusive sorority on campus and perfect for your needs.
It didn't hurt that you had a huge crush on the busty bitch and the thought of your girlfriend inside that smoking hot body was kind of appealing. Chanel was a total asshole as well, so your girlfriend needn't feel bad about possessing her for a while.
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You waited until Chanel was out shopping on her own one day and followed her to the mall. She usually had her team of funkies with her, but today she was flying solo and this was your best chance.
Ringing Natasha you waited patiently as she prepared the mirror in her bedroom. "Okay babe, I'll see you in a moment or two I guess."
You hung up and watched Chanel as she browsed through an expensive rack of designer clothes in one of her favourite stores. Suddenly she put a hand to her head as if she were dizzy. Then with a grunt her eyes rolled up into her head and she swayed on her feet slightly.
Moments later she shivered and her eyes came back into focus... only they seemed different somehow.
Chanel looked around, then spotting you walked confidently over. "Heya babe. What a body you found for me. I wasn't expecting you to pick anyone this hot."
It had worked. It had actually worked. Natasha was now inside Chanel!
She giggled and admired herself in a mirror. "Wow - this bitch is super stacked. She must have boobs three times the size of mine. And how fit is this body? Guess she must work out."
Natasha stretched, clearly enjoying how it felt to be inside Chanel. She then did a cursory check of her body, checking her pockets and her handbag.
"And I'm guessing she's rich too. I would never be able to afford a store like this. I'm guessing this is her Daddy's credit card. I mean I could try accessing her memories to check, but that can be dangerous. It can cause memories to get entwined."
You nodded not really understanding what she was saying but agreeing nonetheless.
"Only problem you've made for us is that someone is bound to notice us talking if we aren't careful. Chanel probably wouldn't be seen dead with someone like you. I wish you'd picked someone a little bit more low key even if they did have smaller boobs."
Natasha grabbed your hand and dragged you into the store. She pulled you into one of the dressing rooms and began fumbling at your belt.
"I know I said no sex, but this body is making me super horny. I don't think Chanel is a virgin, especially if those XXX condoms she is carrying in her handbag are anything to go by."
Giggling Natasha pulled out your cock and she smirked when she saw it was already rock hard. It looked so naughty in Chanel's lightly tanned hands - another woman's hands.
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"Wow, guess you like Chanel's body too. Don't try to pretend this isn't what you wanted when you picked her as your target. Guess you now get to be sucked off by little Miss Popular."
With a giggle Natasha slid her pink glossy lips round your dick and began to suck. It felt good... really good and looking down you couldn't believe you were getting a blowjob from the most popular girl at uni. Turning to look at the dressing room mirror, you couldn't believe how hot it looked to see Chanel Grey's pretty head bobbing up and down on your cock. She was so fucking hot and now she was your slut.
Suddenly Natasha hesitated and her eyes went a little wide for a second. A moment later she attacked your dick with a fresh wave of enthusiasm, only this time it felt even better! Natasha was doing something with her tongue you had never felt before and her lips seemed tighter than ever. She was also making eye contact now and little groaning sounds and together it was all too much.
You began to cum and groaning you ejaculated into Natasha's mouth. It felt really good and it was a big heavy load. "Mmmhppphhh," gurgled Natasha happily.
To your surprise, she swallowed all of your load. Normally Natasha hated the taste of cum and would spit it out, but now she was inside Chanel, she seemed to enjoy it. Delicately wiping her pretty lips, she smiled and let go of your cock.
"Mmmh, sorry if I zoned out for a second there baby," she grinned. "I accidentally accessed Chanel's memories on blowjobs. Damn but she knows her stuff and she's sucked some good dick. Bigger than yours I guess."
You felt a sudden irrational jealousy. It wasn't like Natasha had actually sucked someone else's dick, but her having those memories seemed wrong somehow.
"I wish we had time for you to fuck me properly, but we'll get busted if we stay in here any longer. Come on."
Sorting out her hair and makeup Natasha indicated you should wait a moment and she slipped out first.
You waited a few minutes, then slipped out too. Looking around for Natasha you cursed as you saw her with a group of hot looking girls. She'd bumped into Chanel's friends! She made eye contact with you for a second then shrugged. Desperate not to blow her cover she decided to just go with it and helpless you watched her walk away with them - just like the real Chanel would.
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Hours passed when your phone began to buzz. You weren't expecting a phone call from an unknown number, but you answered and it was Chanel's voice on the other end.
"Sorry about that babe. I couldn't get away from those bitches. I had to access more of my... I mean Chanel's memories just to convince them I was her."
Natasha began to explain how she had spent the rest of the morning with the girls doing hot girl shit. Hair, makeup, nails, coffee, more shopping.
Natasha usually hated all that kind of stuff, so you were surprised to hear genuine enthusiasm in her voice.
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"I was pissed off that you chose this body for me at first. But the longer I spend as Chanel, the more I'm starting to enjoy being beautiful and popular. It's a unique experience. I understand how this body possession could get quite addictive. It's said that if you astrally project for too long your soul can bond with the wrong body and you get stuck forever. Imagine that. Imagine if I was Chanel permanently."
Her voice was joking, but also had a strange undertone to it.
"Of course I'm only doing this for a bit at a time so should be safe. I'm gonna hop back to my own body in a second. First though I've been horny all morning and haven't got off yet. Chanel has quite the selection of sex toys and I thought you'd like to listen. Right now I'm lying on her bed playing with myself."
You felt your cock stiffen as Natasha began to describe what she was doing.
"Mmmmh I'm touching Chanel's big bitchy tits and rubbing her tight pink pussy. Her soft hair is all around me and I feel like such a hot slut. Her pussy and clit are more sensitive than mine, you'd love this tight pussy. I have a finger inside myself. It feels so fucking good. I can't believe how wet I am already. Ooooh fuck yes."
Natasha began to moan and pant, you imagined her arching her back and gasping like a slut as she played with herself. You wished you were there, you were so jealous.
"Yesssss, yessss, I fucking love this body. I'm gonna cum so good in a bit. Mmmmh think I'll try this big thick dildo to help me get there. I want you to imagine it sliding inside my tight cunt, stretching me out baby. Chanel's tight pussy gripping every inch as I begin to pump it in and out. Ooooh fucccckkk."
Wet sounds of pleasure and pants and moans of lust came down the phone and you began to pump your own cock faster. This was so fucking hot.
"Ooooooh fuck, it's never felt THIS good before. Mmmmmh my new body was built for sex. Ooooh shit I can take it deeper than ever before, I feel like such a hot slut. My pussy is gonna explode! Ahhhh ohhhhh fuckkkk."
A screaming gasping squealing squirt of pleasure blasted down the phone as Natasha began to cum and you creamed your own belly with more of your own cum. The thought of her enjoying Chanel's body was just too erotic. That had been so hot.
"Mmmh, think I might play with myself a bit more before leaving her body. She won't properly remember everything she did when I was in control, just the gist. It's her brains own mental defense helping to keep my possession secret. She'll think she did all of this. So long as I don't do anything too out of character - I can have this hot little body whenever I like."
And with that she hung up...
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For the next week you looked forward to your girlfriends daily possessions of Chanel. As Natasha predicted, the popular girl didn't seem to notice anything amiss and she certainly didn't show any indication she recognised you at uni.
It was strange to see that pretty face look at you blankly. The same face that hours before had been sucking you off or kissing you. To your shame you began to fantasize more and more about Chanel's beautiful features and soft sexy voice than Natasha's body.
But there was frustration too. Mostly the possessions seemed to involve a quick blowjob or handjob, then Natasha would go off with Chanel's friends. There was never anytime to have proper sex. Natasha even refused your offers to eat her out or finger her. You had never actually gotten to see Chanel's pussy.
Her popularity and prestige made it hard for you to spend any time whilst she was Chanel and you began to regret choosing such an exclusive target.
Natasha was acted weird too. She seemed to have accessed more of Chanel's memories for some reason and even when in her own body was acting more aloof and haughty. She'd started working out, stopped wearing her glasses and she sounded like she was starting to treat everyone like a real bitch.
She also seemed to be enjoying hanging out with Chanel's friends and living the life of a popular bitch more than she should. Her stories began to focus more and more on how much she had enjoyed hanging out with her girls and bullying the losers on campus, than the chance to be with you.
You were shocked the first time she described bullying someone. Shocked at how full of glee and enthusiasm she was.
"Some dumb little bitch dared to get in my way in the store. Can you believe it? She walked right out in front of me and when she saw who I was tried to apologise. I pushed the little loser into a clothes rail and knocked her over. She won't dare complain to the Dean, she knows I'd destroy her life. I left her crying in the shop - it was SO funny."
The possessions were supposed to bring you both closer together, not push you further apart, but now you were really starting to worry. Natasha had even insisted you set up a monthly payment to Chanel's bank account so she could buy even more clothes and things - but she never wore them for you.
The first real betrayal came when you found out that Natasha had been possessing Chanel on some days and not even telling you. She accidentally let slip a story about having dinner with her girls and you realised she hadn't told you she was available that day.
"Oh yeah? So? I sometimes slip back into Chanel when you're not around or I just feel like some me time. Her body fits me like a glove these days, I can hop in with no resistance anymore and I enjoy living her pampered life for a bit. What's your problem with that loser?"
You were shocked to hear the venom in her voice.
"Oh did I call you a loser? Sorry babe - that's what Chanel thinks about you. I've been accessing more of her memories and it's hard to fight off her impression of you as a nerdy, worthless, loser. I mean - of course I don't think that about you. Anyway gotta go."
She cut you off abruptly and that was the end of that.
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The next betrayal happened soon after.
Natasha had stopped giving you blowjobs when she possessed Chanel, saying she was too busy or didn't feel like it. If you were lucky, you'd get a disinterested handjob from her and even that was becoming rarer.
It was like Natasha no longer cared about possessing Chanel to spend time with you, but simply so she could BE Chanel. It was also clear she had pretty much accessed all of Chanel's memories now and it had affected her.
Natasha's old speech patterns were gone. Whether she was inside Chanel or not she now spoke like a bitchy valley girl. Now when she called you 'babe' it was with a hint of mockery and her pretty lips always had a cruel bitchy sneer and her eyes a glint of malice. She held herself with a haughty arrogance and her body language had become like that of a spoiled ballet dancer.
"Just look at me. I'm so fucking PERFECT," purred Natasha as she admired herself in her stolen body. "Sorry 'babe' no time to give that tiny dick of yours a blowie. I have to meet the girls for some shopping. I have a new set of lingerie I'm desperate to try. See you later loooooser."
Despite Natasha's increasing distance, the dirty phonecalls continued and it had become the only source of your sex life. You'd listen to Chanel/Natasha moaning down the phone-line and telling you about fucking herself whilst touching yourself.
Recently though Natasha had told you that you weren't allowed to cum unless she said so. She also would cut off the phone unexpectedly, or sometimes not even ring at all leaving you blue-balled and desperate.
Then out of the blue she contacted you to tell you she had an idea how you could spend more time together.
"I've been telling all my hot friends about my cute sissy male friend... in other words you! If you go along with it and play the part, then I'm sure we can hang out more. All you gotta do is come over and act like a girly gay boy and the sorority will accept you. Maybe you'll even finally get to fuck me."
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Natasha took you shopping and made you buy a load of new outfits. They were much tighter and more feminine than you were used to. Skin tight jeans, a crop top that showed off your body. You looked completely different. "There. Now you look more like a twink. We'll get your hair dyed blonde and styled, then get you into some of my panties and no one will believe you're straight."
You couldn't believe you were going along with it, but told yourself it would be worth it to spend more time with your hot girlfriend in her sexy new body.
She led you back to the sorority house and the girls swarmed you. You remembered what Natasha had told you, so you acted as camp as you possibly could. Strangely it came quite naturally, like you'd been putting on a masculine front for years and this was actually who you truly were.
To your surprise you began to have fun - gossiping, giggling, hanging out with the girls. You didn't even feel horny anymore.
Eventually Natasha showed you up to Chanel's amazing bedroom. It was quite a palace - as befitted the head of a sorority.
Lying on expensive silk sheets, she made you strip and try on her panties. You were a bit uncomfortable when she suddenly took some photos of you, but she promised they were just for fun and she'd delete them later.
Soon Natasha had images of you dressed in her bra, panties - wearing her makeup. It was like playing dress up it was fun.
You had hoped that she would now lock the door and offer to sleep with you at last - but to your disapointment she told you that she was tired and that the girls would get suspicious if you didn't come out soon.
Putting on your new outfit, you left the house feeling dejected - and yet strangely satisfied. It was like something was awaking inside you.
You wondered what tonight would bring...
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After your dress up session, you hadn't been expecting more contact from Natasha, so it was a surprise when your phone rang that evening.
She sounded horny, there was a slutty catch in her voice and an excitement you couldn't quite place.
"Mmmmmh, heya 'babe'. So I'm lying here in some new expensive lingerie and I also picked up a new toy at the Mall. Wanna listen to me get off?"
Without waiting for your permission you heard the rustle of clothing and Natasha's breath catching. "Ohhhh wow, it's like nine inchs long or something. This really is a magnificent 'toy'."
You heard Natasha moan and soon there were sucking, slurping and popping sounds coming down the phone. It was unusual for her to simulate doing a blowjob, you imagined her lying on her back with a dildo in her mouth. She was doing a great job, it almost sounded like a real dick she was sucking.
Then you heard a grunt of pleasure. A male grunt. Did she... was she ACTUALLY sucking another guys cock? You angrily asked her causing her to giggle.
"Of course not babe, you must be hearing things. Mmmmhhh I'm here all on my own and I'm soooo fucking horny right now. Ohhh shit he's, mmmmh I mean I'm putting it inside me and it feels so good."
You heard the sounds of heavy breathing, then a soft wet slapping sound that grew harder and faster till it was soon the hot sound of hard male flesh slapping against soft female buttocks.
"Ooooh fuck YESSSS. You fuck me soooo good, I mean... my dildo fucks me so good. Ahhhhh ohhhh fuck, this feels amazing."
You were sure you could hear grunting and laughing as Natasha's moans of pleasure grew and the sounds of hot heavy fucking filled your ears.
It sounded like she was bent over on all fours now getting railed hard. Her breathing was heavy, you could hear the bed squeaking and shaking.
"Mmmmmh imagine if there really was a guy here fucking me. A big stong Alpha Jock with rippling muscles and a big dick?"
The slapping increased and Natasha let out a gutteral moan of pleasure.
"Making me cum in ways you never could. Ooohhhh fuck, what would you do about it then you fucking loser? You'd probably just jerk off to the thought anyway. You're so pathetic. Isn't he such a fucking cuck baby?"
Male laughter filled the line and the phone slipped out of your numb hands as the screams of ecstasy pumped out of your phone and you jerked off to the sound of your girlfriend getting pumped.
***
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"Of course I didn't fuck a guy last night," laughed Natasha as you confronted her later. "It's all in your mind, you're just losing it. You pay me to pretend to be your girlfriend right so that's what I do. It's all make-believe."
You gawped at her in shocked amazement.
"Don't you remember loser? You wanted to pay me regular amounts to roleplay as your girlfriend and pretend she'd possessed me. I've got the monthly payments to prove it."
You shook your head in disbelief. No - this wasn't right. She WAS your girlfriend.
Chanel/Natasha laughed. "Oh come on. I knew you were mentally unstable, but seriously? You actually believe I'm your long distance girlfriend possessing this body? I mean - magic isn't possible loser. Fucking hell, I was worried you were losing your mind, but this is the final straw. Our little arrangement is over. I'm not pretending to be Natasha anymore and don't try to cause any trouble. I have photos of you dressed like a sissy loser I could release at any time, not to mention proof you've been paying me to pretend to be your girlfriend. It's over 'babe'."
Laughing Chanel walked away shaking her head.
***
Picking up the phone you desperately rang Natasha's cellphone. You were so confused. Was Natasha really possessing Chanel or had you invented the whole thing in your head.
No one answered so you called Natasaha's sister. She sounded upset on the phone.
That's when you found out that Natasha had been in a coma for nearly two weeks. Apparantly her family had come home one day to find her slumped over a table, totally unresponsive. It was like she wasn't there anymore - zero brain activity.
"We tried contacting you, but you didn't answer any of our calls or get back to us. What the hell is going on?"
You hung up - stunned.
Running over to the sorority house you banged on the door and demanded to be led to Chanel. You found her in her bedroom dressed in sexy lingerie and looking particularly bratty.
You accused her of abandoning her body, of becoming trapped inside Chanel. You begged her to leave Chanel and go back to her old body before it was too late. How long before her family decided to switch off the incubator and let her old body die. You begged and pleaded.
Chanel just looked at you coldly.
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"Listen here you fucking loser. There are two possibilities you are describing. In one, I'm actually your stupid long-distance girlfriend who has become addicted to being a hot popular girl, absorbed all of her memories and replaced her. In this scenario I'm a body thief who loves what I have become and doesn't give a shit about you or anyone else.
In the second scenario, you're a crazy repressed sissy who has gone off the deep end at University due to the shock of his girlfriend falling into a coma. Full of unresolved guilt, you've created an elaborate fantasy pretending that I'm actually her - when in fact I'm Chanel Grey, popular girl and sorority president and that's who I have always been.
What I wanna know is - how in either of these scenarios you think it ends well for you? I know which scenario the police and everyone else will believe. I have photographic evidence that you're a pervert who wishes he was a girl. I have payments into my bank account for role-playing your girlfriend, and I can detail all the times I sucked your dick for money.
You have nothing. No evidence, no proof that any of this is true. You just sound like a fucking crack-pot.
Now why don't you get the fuck out of here before I call my new boyfriend over and get him to beat the shit out of you?"
What choice did you have? You turned and ran.
***
Chanel Grey watched the pathetic sissy loser she had just bullied turn and run with a thrill of sexual pleasure. She enjoyed being mean to people and indulging her cruel whims. Toying with this loser had been really fun.
Walking up to the mirror she examined her perfect reflection.
Who was she?
She was Chanel Grey. She was rich, spoiled and popular. She had a boyfriend with a big dick that was coming over to fuck her.
Nothing else mattered really.
THE END
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