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guckies · 4 months
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I feel like I get more and more pissed off anytime I watch q!Bad make a move. So here’s the rant after seeing the clip and following with what @/daisyychainssj said about Leo’s Ninho room:
Why on god’s green earth would he allow Bagi into Leo’s room and allow her to grab the warp into the room.
Yeah maybe it was to do with the size of the room but maybe they could have you know waited and asked to check Richas’ room or waited until her parent or Leo was online.
He also knows full well that there is hollow walls inside the Ninho that could be turned into unofficial/temporary rooms for those eggs and that Leo’s room doesn’t have to be touched at all.
But also since he remembers enough about the Ninho and how it works with his memory loss then he goddamn knows the significance of those rooms and he just broke the main fucking rule.
Which is that the ninho rooms are SAFE SPACES FOR THE EGG THAT OWNS THE ROOM, that ONLY the egg, their parents and TRUSTED individuals can reach.
Do Leo and Bagi know each other?? Hmm that’s looking like a solid no. How well does Leo know the new eggs? Wait they don’t know and neither does Leo because they just recently met. Do they forget Leo is shy and not always social? yes she trust the eggs she knows but how often does she get online for anyone but her family?? Looking like about 5% which is usually because Foolish or Roier have outside factors stopping them from taking care of her.
Also he’s not her parent, he doesn’t get to make decisions for Leo just because he took care of her like 2 or 3 times and he knows her parent. That’s stupid and demeans Foolish’s parenting.
In conclusion, Bad should have never stepped foot in Leo’s room with Bagi today. It makes no sense lore wise or even just him showing her. Despite his “respect” for all the eggs, he really needs to check himself first before he does anything. Because any time he’s messed with an eggs stuff it’s always been Leo and sorry but Leo isn’t Foolish. That dynamic should be keep completely separate and to say this isn’t disrespect is a lie because it is.
This isn’t even like bad roleplay anymore it’s just disrespect because how in lore will any of them know about it unless bagi uses it in front of them.
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todayisafridaynight · 4 months
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Arakawa family brain rot: I just had the saddest thought about Masato returning from America, but from Masumi's perspective. He's prolly excited to see his son again despite the relationship tension. He's heard Masato has been doing great. His attitude has improved with his health. Maybe things will get better if he tries hard enough.
Maybe there's a chance to fix things.
And there isn't. Masato's just as vindictive and mean and manipulative as he ever was. And Arakawa finally has to mourn the son he never had. The son he told the world had died.
Do you think he ever regretted letting Masato get away with murder? Regretted that it wasn't Ichiban he still had in his life? I have a hard time with this because he loves Masato so much. I just wish he'd had the son who loved him out in the world with him y'know.
But we all know Masato ain't built for prison.
And I can't imagine like... Seeing Jo. Being relieved to see him again but immediately losing confidence because Jo looks so much more *tired* than he did. Ever together and composed but not really His Jo anymore. Not in the same way. It is never the same after he was gone so long.
I'm sure there are moments or even days where they fall into old patterns but I can't help but feel like (if Jo did in fact go to America w Masato) that that would be a defining shift in the relationship between Jo and Masumi.
Idk what this is really about but I got in my Arakawa feelings (I think be instared too long at the picture you posted). 🫰 Thanks for listening to me ramble byyyye~
EVERY DAY of my life i think of arakawa wondering if what they did regarding masato was 'the right choice'- like OF COURSE it was masato literally wouldnt have made it yet if it was the right choice why does it feel like such the wrong choice yeah...
#snap chats#im gonna throw up saying this but like i vaaaaaggguely tickled that topic in the recent fic i posted#not too much but. definitely alluded to the fact ive thought about it.. and have thought bout arakawa thinkin about it..#god Thrwing Up tho because the beginning f the ask is reminding me of a fic i wrote where masato and jo come back#it doesnt focus on masato for too long but it does follow the vibe of 'arakawa wants to reconnect with masato but Nothings Changed'#so funny that this Forbidden Fic also just follows arakawa reonnecting with sawashiro.. it at least had a happier endin tho oops..#i think initially seeing sawashiro again could be good for arakawa.. things would prob be fine..#but with masato- or aoki- back in japan and him Doing His Thing he's definitely going to call for sawashiro more#meaning sawashiro and arakawa are going to be around each other less and less#yk its what arakawa wants tho- for aoki to be given top priority cause thats his son innit#but of course that also means sawashiro doesnt have much time to hang around..#i realy want them to have a fight about aoki Custody Battle Momence Right but i cant imagine either of them yelling at each other#i cant even really imagine arakawa raising his voice either... at most he just talks very sternly when he's mad i think#GOD it feels weird typnig all this again cause i have typed all this type of thinking in fics lately jAJLKEJVLEKJVW#POINT IS big agree. have thoought extensively regarding these situations#and that reminds me i shoudl... finish taht other fic i started... that i shared with you...#they can have a . nice moment i t hink :) //screams//
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roseworth · 10 months
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i think cass and duke both have (different) complicated relationships with whether or not they see bruce as their father (or even the bats as their family) but we’re not allowed to talk about that bc people would just use it as another excuse to exclude them
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perenlop · 1 year
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so sad watching someone go through each episode of a multi season show and they just get more and more exhausted as the seasons just get worse
#both about drake's mlp liveblog and about the 7 hour spongebob ranking LOL#i forgot how many episodes of spongebob were just plain mean-spirited and i fully agree with him when i say that like#*when he says#they're not problematic or the worst episodes of all time and ''its just a comedy'' but then the mean spirited stuff isnt funny#its just not fun to watch. like black comedy can be really good but like it has to actually be enjoyable#mlp thankfully doesnt have that same mean spirited issue or anything like i think i likelater seasons more than most ppl#bc i got into the show finally when the movie came out. so im used to alicorn twilight and baby flurry heart and. kinda starlight.#but like the tone absolutely just gets weirder as it goes imo. like watching season 1 i can see why ppl prefer it#bc its very charming and later seasons kinda lose that. like ''the magic of friendship'' stops being like a metaphor#and there was sorta less focus on cute lessons about ''listen to your friends when they reach out! ask for help!'' that made the elements wo#work#and friendship somehow becomes like this magical unspeakable force thats barely studied and only ponies understand for real#so they have to teach other people what friendship is so they can also be magical. and how having friends just redeems u immediately#idk if im describing it right but it just feels weird. like in the movie w twilights dramaticline like#''friendship didnt fail me... i failed friendship.'' like that wouldve sounded more natural if she said ''my friends'' instead#idk its not a huge deal but it takes away from the charm for me bc it feels less like power of friendship and more ''this is so mystical''#echoed voice#id say i think this is me also with pokeani but like. idk i feel like thats kinda different inthat its not seasonal rot#its just that theres so so much of the same formula and not every small arc they do isa banger#the casts also shift now and then so it doesnt feel like characters other than ash haveto forget things all the time to function
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kameonerd566 · 8 months
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I am finally done with s2 of Good Omens and
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#i usually dont mind spoiling things for myself#in fact thats how I usually get around to watching most shows and movies is i see juicy takes here on tumblr and then go watch it to do lik#research or whatever#but oh man i do have my regrets this time#first of al yall can probably tell im not well because i'm talking with aziraphels speech pattern rn but besides that#its like i ate wayyy to much dessert and spoiled my dinner :(#it was amazing#but if I hadn't known about the breakup and what was soming ans how nina and maggie talk to crowley and the whole thing with megatron or#whatever his name is#I think i would have anjoyed it so much more bc after finally watching the kiss for real and not in a gifset#i was just like woah i feel NOTHING right now#and besides that i havent seen anyone talking about how blatently obvious it was that azi didnt want to go if he wasnt going with crowley!!#he pleades nervously with megatron!! he doesnt want to get in teh elevator! he tries to come up with and excuse! the bookshop! he cant leav#but then he begrudgingly does get in when he heares about the second coming#and i think that hauntingly sick grin he has in teh elevator credits is because hes conccocting a plan#but i agree with crowley so much that there is so much azi just blatently doesnt understand#and i am unsure how he is supposed to have any sort of character dev when hes isolated up in heaven#maybe the absence of everything he loves will drive him crazy???#idk but goddamn#i wish I could put all my memories in a fly and watch that whole thing again haha#so good#good omens
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notdrifting · 1 year
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Out of curiosity why are you Anti Pema?
random asks | accepting, i guess ???
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uh tbh i wouldn’t call myself anti anything??? i just genuinely dislike her character ( and this has nothing to do with my love for lin !! i don’t really ship ten/lin either ) and gave so from day one, but it only got worse when she gave that shitty ass advice to korra- like, im sorry but if you genuinely thought you and twinkletoes jr over there were soulmates you’d probs wait till he realised that right???? barging into other peoples relationships - let alone a long one at that, mind you - is just plain shitty?? i also dislike how she was essentially his fangirl before all that ( and his student which is…ewwww ) tbh i just dislike all air acolytes??? the portrayal of motherhood too that she represents also rubs me in the wrong way, as she was pretty much an over glorified baby popping machine… its just…. ugh, theres so much to unpack that i rather throw the whole suitcase away lmao all in all tho, i believe both she and tenzin deserve each other and no i wont elaborate on that one
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snekdood · 1 year
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if you’re so convinced you know what happened, then kill me.
#im not gonna be the one to do it.i might self harm but yall aregonna hafta kill me bc unfortunately i cant kill myself over a lie.#nor can i kill myself to appease assholes who are short sighted and are only out for bloodl#and will only ever actually question if they were wrong when im dead.#like go fuck yourselves.#since you're so intuitive and just *know*. how aboutyou kill me with that confidence#if you just know so well#i mean you would just know so well random personwho literally wasnt in the room when it happened#oh but you can just *tell* based on my vibes huh?? right? is that your metric?#yall are horrible people. please try to see your behavior from the point of view as you being a nazi doing this to trans ppl#how in tf is your behavior literally any different when you treat ppl like this in your own fucking community.#none of yall can coalition build for shit.#have fun with your hyper left friend group of 5 who agree on everything and god forbid one guy doesnt#gotta kill him or whatever yall wanna do to people#gulags the wall etc etc#freaks#im gonna continue to hate everyone i think because im still being given 0 reasons to trust and like humans#dont worry abt me 'leaving the left' im leaving humanity#fuck yall imma go swing from trees.#infact i can feel the politics leaving my body as we speak#i think ill listen to some kid cudi and smoke weed and not think about anything for 5 hours#just do nothing at all not even speak my truth or spread awareness of things#nah its cool#whatever dawg.#nothing matters after all.#oh the worlds gonna end? sorry iwas too busy becoming dependant on marijuana and watching dumb shit on tv to notice#oh well who cares#itd be cool to do something about it. but well. you see.#not much i can do to helpanyone or the world when the worlds letting me sink in mud#idk so uhm... bye.#fuck yall.
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sometimes u just have to write a letter to ur mildly homophobic new friend bc cringe culture is dead and i think im allowed to be silly n sappy w/ my friends
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guinevereslancelot · 4 days
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is there any worse feeling than when you feel like someone is mad at you bc they literally are mad at you
#i came into the living room and my dad was yelling abt how he basically hates everyone in the whole family#bc nobody got around to reqding the latest chapter of his book yet#but he was really upset and mad#i get being hurt by that but it literally is not a personal rejection people are just busy idk#he didn't let on he was upset at all until he completely flipped out#now he doesn't want anyone to read it anymore#he's really hurt tho bc we all always read my mom's stuff#and my brother and i talk abt what we're writing together all the time#and i get there's a special kind of hoy sharing your writing with someone but only when they're really interested and engaged#unfortunately the two people most likely to care abt hia book are my two oldest brothers and they dont live w us#so they cant really give him that feedback#he did send hia chapters to them but they arent around to talk abt it and havent responded yet#basically nobody actually cares abt his book#he's been talking abt writing one for like ten years or more and only started in the past few months#its a zombie book and full of his really weird and controversial political and religious takes tho sp its a stressful read#i dont really agree w him on certain issues and we're ok abt it usually but it makes reading it more stressful#anyway#he's really upset tho#and he can only express unpleasant emotions through anger so i shut down and cant interact#and he specifically said he doesnt want people do do the thing he's so hurt that we didnt do#so there's no real way to set things right to alleviate my anxiety#he's a very difficult person to love with sometimes but he's really generous and has done a lot to help me#so i can live my dream and start a business and he's not really pressuring me abt my job seaech and rent and stuff#so it does make me feel guilty that i basically didn't care abt his book#it wouldnt be as bad if literally everyone in the family hadn't also done that#when he does to much for everyone#he's mad at everyone but im the only one having a panic attack and im the only one he didn't yell at#he's not handling his emotions well but neither do i so we usually just dont acknowledge things like this until everyone is over it#but i hate that i literally need conflict to be resolved immediately or i go insane
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fmhobeus · 12 days
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jjk men and their red flags
a/n: i'm feeling problematic :> tell me what u think (agree/disagree/add more?) this is all for shits n giggles !! non sorcerer au kinda
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kento nanami — (over)protective
but like... to the point where it feels like he's treating you like a child! he doesnt like to see you sweat or even work at all for that matter. he loves it when you cook but has bought covers for all the knifes. if he sees a burn on your hand get ready for a 10 minute long lecture. if you accidentally fall he wont let you get up for atleast 3 days to help you ""heal."" it's almost like he doesnt trust you to take care of yourself :') he probably has like 3 separate first-aid kits everywhere.
suguru geto — emotionally unavailable
i feel like this is explainable to his character (sort of.) i dont think that he'd make you feel isolated at all, he's be an amazing listener and probably memorizes every word you say. he listens to you rant and even trauma dump with insane patience. but at some point it feels as though you hardly know him. he's talk to you a lot but very little of it is personal and you hardly know what he's thinking because his ass is not tell you. he also unintentionally distances himself from people from time to time. this applies to you too and you can feel him getting emotionally distant sometimes. it isnt something he does knowingly but it sure ass hell bothers you.
satoru gojo — very clingy and needy
this nigga. he is so utterly clingy. and at first it's perfectly fine, even appreciated by you. you still love him like crazy of course but it is just overwhelming. he is like a child most of the time, he need you around him and is always accompanying you wherever you go, and he expects you to do the same. he also doesn't believe in "me time" because why would you feel better when you're away from him: (? want to hang out with your friends? what do you need them for: (? he's right there. he is also physically incapable of listening but boy is he good at making up.
toji fushiguro — controlling
he is so controlling omfg. it's usually subtle but sometimes he will outright just say no to things he doesnt like, not caring if you like them. it gets to the point where he actually starts to change your personality. he is very caring and that's his justification for this typa stuff. it is usually harmless stuff but he gets paranoid often. he doesnt let you wear miniskirts out if you're not with him. he doesn't let you befriend people he thinks are into you. he barely lets you buy stuff on your own, he usually gifts you whatever it is youre into at that moment. borderline turned on by fear and you being dependent on him.
choso kamo — has no social life outside you
pretty self explanatory. he doesnt have many friends outside you and isn't interesting in making them either. total loser. so taking him out to events, he probably doesnt interact much and chooses to look at you the entire time, which annoys your friends. he answers their questions pretty bluntly. he's never down to have people over and lowkey hates when you are.
hiromi higuruma — workaholic
also self explanatory. he leaves early, comes home late. you barely see him on the weekdays. sometimes he goes as far as ignoring your calls when in between cases. he calls you periodically but has to have an alarm set to remind him. he loves you very very deeply but is just used to working non stop T_T
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thvhoe · 3 months
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Like Crazy | JJK (M)
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Just your boyfriend
fingering you so good
-and u give the sloppiest head ever-
Boxer!Jungkook x Ballerina!Reader
WARNINGS: I mean..., fingering (duh), Virgin!Oc excessive wetness, rough finger fucking, pussy spanking, jungkooks big fingers, jungkook just talking in the most sexy voice, multiple orgasms, sloppy blowjob, cum play, balls😬, slight angst, oc gets insecure, spit play, very unrealistic, jungkook won't fuck her w his dick because hes convinced she'll break, and as always they wont talk abb their feelings and concerns😮‍💨 maybe next time
A/N: bet you didn't expect this as a Christmas present for yall🧚‍♀️
"Goddamn"
His fingers softly retrieve from where they were nestled between your damp folds, playing with the wetness coating his fingers, as if he were investigating a rare and valuable phenomenon.
It's as if he's preserving every detail in his mind, afraid he'll never be able to repeat this experience again.
You're naked in front of him, pink panties gathering at your ankles, his boxer short covered crotch pressing against the softness of your bare ass, hard.
Softly, he rests both damp fingers on your lips, eliciting a tiny gasp of surprise and excitement from between your slightly opened mouth. "Lick it," he grumbles, his voice husk with concentration, his stare fixed on you, watching your reaction
He waits, anticipation racing through his veins.
Would you do what he asked and hand yourself over to him? Or would you shake your head in rejection?
If you did, if you tell him no, he would instantly back off. A small nod of his head agreeing with the voice in his head.
But then, when you teasingly stick your tongue out, tasting your own wetness from his rough fingers, he lets out a sigh. A growl. Jungkook wasn't one to make much noise in bed–he preferred listening to your sounds over expressing his own. It was largely you who filled the room with groans and whines, your lips maoning his name as he made you cum with his fingers.
Because you weren't ready yet. For his dick, for his entirety. At least, that's what Jungkook would tell himself, convincing himself of your fragility. You were too delicate, too soft, like a flower in a field of rocks. Touching you, even like this, felt like a sin–a sweet, irresistible sin.
His thoughts are interrupted by your tongue, retrieving from his fingers and turning slightly to look behind you, at him. Those big eyes of your staring into his.
"I wanna cum" you whisper, no, whine.
"Again?" Jungkook's question is barely audible, the intimacy of the situation requirinv a softer tone. Hed had already pushed you over the edge in the shower earlier, when you were washing your legs and your ass accidentally brushed up against his flacid dick.
Of course, he was fingering you right now, so hed eventually make you cum. But seeing you beg like this made him dumb.
You nod in response to his question, confirming that you wanted more. Needed more.
Your hand grasps his and directs it back down to where you needed him the most. He doesn't fight it, at first, buf then his fingers move to his mouth. Collecting saliva, he focuses his stare on you, the intensity of his gaze making you shudder.
This man really had the audacity to look you in the eyes when he knew you got shy easily.
Damn him
Then he spits on his fingers, which is almost enough to drive you insane. He doesnt hesitate to slap your pussy with his now damp fingers, the abrupt contact prompting you to gasp.
But he doesn't stop, his fingers diving again into your folds, curving this time in a way that sends waves of pleasure running through you. Your legs wobble and your strength leaves your body, you squeal
Fortunately, your boyfriend is there to catch you, his strong arms supporting you. His body like a brick wall behind you, his dick still pressing against your ass as he continues to finger fuck you from behind.
Sounds of whining and from your wetness virbrate through his living room, coming to a halt when he guides you against the couch, forcing you to lean over and expose your pussy to him. Your cheeks heat up.
But as quickly as his fingers left your cunt, they were back within you, three times as fast, as you whine.
A groan escapes Jungkook's lips at the sight in front of him, your pussy stretched out, his thoughts begging him to add another finger, and he's about to when he stops himself. It's too much. It would be too much.
For you and for him, since he was convinced that if he saw your pussy wrapped around three of his ringclad fjngers, he'd nut in his fucking boxers.
Your eyes are barely open, but you still search his living room, trying to divert your attention away from the amount of pleasure Jungkook was giving you.
Your nails sink into his expensive leather couch, making you cringe as you swear you broke through the fabric. Fuck.
"Kook oh god-" you groan, rolling your eyes, as he stops finger fucking you and curls them within you.
Part of you dislikes that he's so experienced and skilled at this, and it makes you wonder how many girls he's probably done this with
You shake your head, attempting to come up with something else. Thoughts like this were counterproductive right now.
"Sugar," he lightly slaps your ass. "you with me?" He asks to make sure yiure alright.
When you nod, he grabs your shoulder and pushes you against him, staring at you. "You sure?"
Nodding again you lean to kiss him, smiling against his lips when he does so as well
"Gonna make you cum now" he whispers against your lips, because it only feels right to let you know what's coming next.
His start penetrating you at a rapid pace, each movement more urgent than the last. You knew youd be sore the next day.
The world around you seems to blur as you focus solely on the sensations, your eyes now fully closed as you let him do. Then, without warning, his rhythm quickens even more. His clothed hips pressing deeper into your ass, pushing you into the sofa even more. His free hand now trapped, caged between the soft fabric of the couch and your pussy. But, this doesn't stop him from making you cum.
One moment his fingers are curling in a 'come here' motion, the next, he's plunging them back into you with a speed that leaves your head spinning and your breath hitching in your throat.
"Gonna-"
Jungkook's fingers continue fucking you, and you can't even muster the strength to finish your sentence.
You tightly clench around his fingers, making it nearly impossible for him to push and pull. A whine, needy and desperate, escapes your throat, a single tear falling down your cheek and landing on the leather couch beneath you.
For a while, all you see is white. Your body finally allowing you to take a deep breath, the first in what feels like an eternity. As you recover from the orgasm, one final cry escapes your lips.
Jungkook's hand, still sticky, moves up to your stomach almost instantaneously. He crushes you into his chest, his lips lovingly kissing your cheek. His sweet kiss is, however, hardly recognised when you feel something else poking your ass, fitting comfortably between each cheek as if it belonged there all long.
You exhale a sigh and put your head against his chest, the room falling silent.
He carefully repositions you on his lap, spreading his legs as he settles down on the sofa, hand running up and down your tigh.
Your attention shifts between his Harley magazines on his coffee table and the view from his 10th floor window.
Did he always have such a nice view?
"Whatcha thinking of?" Jungkook asks softly, breaking the silence. His hand reaching up and brushing a stray hair away from your face.
"Nothing in particular," you say honestly, your eyes meeting his once more and you find yourself leaning in to kiss the side of his lips. The ones that are pierced by two metal rings.
Jungkook responds quickly to your kiss, his tongue gently caressing your lips. Without warning, he takes your chin and pulls you into a deeper kiss.
When you whimper in response to his gesture, a low, rumbling growl escapes from his chest.
You tense up, but as fast as you do so, you find yourself leaning into his embrace, sighing. "Wanna go clean up?" He asks quietly. His hand softly cradling your cheek.
You smile at his duality, he's serious one moment and the most loving and caring boyfriend you could ever wish for the next.
You nod in response, getting off his lap. You spot a wet stain on his grey boxers right away. "Sorry," you wince, a little ashamed.
He simply stares at you, then at the stain, liking his lips "So fucking hot," he moans before getting up with you and helping you to the bathroom.
As you clean up, the image of his boner floods your thoughts again, but before you can say anything hes got your carried back tobthe sofa where he pulls you back into his lap, one hand grabbing the remote as he scrolls through netflix
"Wanna order takeout?" His voice rings in your ears, but all you can focus on is the way youre still horny, and Jungkook was still sporting a semi beneath you
"I wanna suck your dick, Kook," you mutter, your fingers fiddling with his boxers waistline.
"I was thinking pizza-" jungkook says at the same time as you, stopping when he repeats your words in his head
Now, Jungkook would not have passed up this opportunity if he had been high. But he's sober, so he shakes his head gently. "Rest up, sugar," he says quietly, stroking your bare leg.
"But I want to," you whine, an irritated tone in your voice. "Just a little bit"
Jungkook leans back, his thoughts racing with vivid pictures as he closes his eyes, thinking. The imagines of your soft lips delicately wrapped over his manhood, a hiss leaving his lips. Memories of the last time you'd sucked him flood back to his mind. When you were both alone at your house. It was 2 am and Jungkook had gotten hard just by your ass brushing against him. "Fuck," he sighs "fine"
Your excited smile brightens the room as you settle onto the floor in front of him, anticipation written all over your fac
Jungkook quickly removes his boxers, pooling around his calves. Your attention falls on his dick, noticing hes not as hard as before. So you decide to take matters into your own hands, literally, by placing your hand around him and pumping him.
The thick veins, red tip and pearllike precum leaking out his slit making your mouth water. The trimed pubes, not too long but not short either. Jungkooks dick was a more than pleasant sight.
You weren't obsessed with sex. In fact, there were countless other things that cane to mind that were just as fun. But you werent stupid, Jungkook was hot. Your boyfriend was hot.
So sex with him, or rather oral, was peak entertainment late at night when you didnt wanna go out and do something
Sometimes you wondered why Jungkook never asked you to fuck, whenever you made out and it leaned jnto more, it always concluded with you getting fingered, oral, or you giving him mind-blowing head.
Like now
You didn't mind. The orgasms were amazing, but you still pondered why he never even attempted to initiate sex. Actual sex.
You were curious how hed feel inside. If it would hurt, as some of your ballet class mates mentioned, or if it would feel good and comfortable because you're already used to his fingers inside you.
How much of a difference would having him inside you make? How would it feel with a condom on? What would he feel like without it? Would it be an entirely new sensation? All of these thoughts raced through your head
Jungkook can't help but let out a low, throaty growl when your thumb delicately rubs over the slit, your mouth opening as you stick your tongue out and place the head of his cock on it, pumping his dick a bit faster as his precum falls on your tongue
"My pretty pretty girl" his fingers delicately gather your hair and tie it into a makeshift ponytail and presses you down his dick a bit, not enough for you to deepthroat him, but enough to cause a few tears to gather in your eyes
The show he put on in the background is long forgotten, his voice much more interesting anyway
"Fuck look at you" he smirks "so desperate to suck dick" he sets a steady pase as he helps you bob your head up and down his shaft. One tear managing to fall down your cheek, but you feel more than perfect right now.
You just hum around him, cheeks hollowing as you try to take him deepr until he touches the back of your throat "fuck yeah" he groans "thats my girl"
His compliments send you to the moon and back as you moan around his shaft, jerking off the rest that just wouldnt fit inside your tiny mouth.
After a few more pumps you release your hold on him to catch your breath, face red and tears streaming down your face as you look up at him.
Jungkooks smirking, hand reaching down to his wet dick and giving it a few sloppy jerks while you try and catch your breath. Millions of girls would kill for this view right now. You knew it. But jungkook was all yours.
The thought makes you smirk as you lean in and press a kiss to his tigh, like he did with you when he ate you out until there was no tomorrow, usually on lazy mornings.
Soon enough your lips travel down, your hand cupping his balls as you give them a squeeze before taking one in your mouth. The sight makes Jungkook throw his head back as his strokes on his cock get faster, harder. So you suck harder, switching up to the other until theyre both as wet as can be.
Jungkook's hand grabs a handful of your hair and pulls you off, bringing your face closer to where he wants you the most.
As your gazes briefly meet, your lips slightly pout. As much as this was great and all, your thoughts wander back to your earlier ones.
He didnt have an issue pleasuring you and the other way around, so why wouldnt he...
"Why won't you have sex with me?" The words come out, full with wonder and need. Curiosity and...disappointment?
Jungkook's face shifts abruptly, drawing your attention. His earlier frown of ecstasy now one of confusion. "What?" he asks, not sure whether he heard you correctly.
He stares at you, then your saliva and cum covered lips and back at your eyes
"I just... I want to know what its like...with you," you say as you sit up straighter. "Not that you have to, of course," you immediately add, not wanting to put him under any strain. "I'm just curious" You finish with a little shrug.
Jungkooks gaze falls down to his neglected dick, not paying it much attention anymore though, as he stares back at you. "Fuck i dont know sugar, i dont want to hurt you" he finally states, running a hand through his now sweaty hair "i always thought you didn't want to" he adds disappointed in himself. Did he make you feel like you werent goid enough? But then again, Jungkook wasnt exactly gentle with the girls hed been with before you. What if he hurt you?
You just stare at him for a couple more seconds before wiping your lips clean, immediately regretting having said anything in the middle of sucking him off. Good one y/n. You internally roll your eyes at your stubbornness.
Jungkook's gaze locks on yours, observing your internal conflict as you begin to regret your question. However, before you can even apologise, as you usually do, he grabs your arm and pulls you upright, yoru face inches from his
"Alright then," he smirks, kissing your cheek. "You wanna fuck? Then well fuck." He sighs "But let's take it slow." He kisses it once more, longer.
You look at him, puzzled, feeling the fabric of your panties against his still wet and hard member. Jungkook leans his back, dragging you down with him as he rips your panties down and murmurs, "sit on it." As he moves his hand to his hard shaft, which is lying against his abdomen. "Don't put it in," he goes on to say, "just sit on the base."
You just stare at him like a deer at headlights, your knees on each side of his hip, pussy few inches from his dick, his bare dick.
Letting out a shaky sigh you look back down at him, his hands reaching for your hips to steady you, telling you its okay without actually having to say much. "We dont have to-" you whisper, looking between him and his manhood, your confidence from earlier leaving you.
Betraying you.
Damnit. Fuck it.
With a shaky breath you sit down, both of you moaning when you feel his dick parting your pussy, your clit touching his tip and stimulating it as you adjust yourself.
"Fuck" jungkook mumbles when he wtaches your pussy spread on his dick like butter, so soft and untouched, so...his.
He can feel your pussy clench on top of him, your hole begging to be filled, nd its so close...but so far away.
"Want it" you whimper, moving up and down his shaft lightly, your clit coming into contact with his tip each time you buckle your hips up, then down to his balls again. And again.
"Fuck" jungkook groans out, almost aggressively as he pins your hips down further, more friction, more pleasure, more you.
Hed already been close when you were sucking him off, so this was basically just the cherry on top. Your perfect pussy on him, bare, sighing in pleasure as he helped you ride it.
The things hed do to be inside you.
But not yet.
Not fucking yet.
"Kook," your whimper is high pitched as you squeeze your legs tightly, or try to as they are stopped by his hips, the ones positioned in between you as you still straddle his manhood. This is insane, feels unreal.
Even though he isnt even inside you, you never dreamed it could feel this good. Ever.
"Please," you whimper, your hands on his chest as you explore it, hes so strong, so big.
"Fuck babe," Jungkook's hands smack your ass on both sides at the same time as he supports you in your movements, becoming faster by the second, more desperate.
A small patch of precum pools on his belly, showing how much hes enjoying this. Your clit so sensitive as it brushes against his tip again and again.
And you? Your wettness is all over him, dripping down his tighs onto the leather couch. Fuck it.
"Im close" you whisper, soundjng as deperate as ever as you halt your movements, only circling your hips around him so close. So eager.
"Kook please"
He doenst waste time in rubbing your clit, far from gentle, but fast and determined to make you cum. "Come on sugar, give it to me, show me" he growls hand never stopping in its tracks as he stares at you, your eyes closed, mouth open as you finally cum.
Theres a small squeak from you, tensing up and relaxing, then tensing up again. And Jungkooks sure hes never cum this hard before as he cant hold back any further and cums on his stomach, completely ignoring it though as he stares at you. The different stages you go through, pleasure, overstimulation, contentment.
"Fuck" he curses when you finally come down, falling against him, ignoring the uncomfortable feeling of his cum on your top. Thats an issue for future y/n.
"You okay?" He rubs your back, strong arm wrapped around you, ready to protect you from everything that wants to harm you.
"So good"
For everyone who's new here, hi hello! This is part of my S'NS series🩵
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todayisafridaynight · 10 months
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okay nishiki fans may infantilize him but at least they’re not like daigo fans…99% of them are DERANGED and i feel at times they care more about the ships than daigo himself…
speaking of ships if i see one more minedai piss fic i might actually mail someone a pipe bomb. i’m joking, of course. i would never do that nor would i ever send death threats on the internet haha..
i cant even knock you for the idea of people overlooking daigo as an individual and instead sees him as a piece to pair off with
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𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆
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DAY 14: LEG HUMPING
With: Ryomen Sukuna
Word Count: 4.4k (wow)
Warnings: Sub! Sukuna, Gn! Reader, Yuuji and reader r dating (Yuuji x reader), lots of threatening of death/small violent acts,, reader slaps him, sukuna has 2 cocks in his true form, heavy power dynamics, mention of subspace, previous cuffing, small mounts of blood
A/N: i feel like i wrote this while i was high, but i was sober. idk. this is unedited but i will edit it tomorrow morning
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“I fucking hate you, you know that? Despise every cell of your body.”
You hold back a laugh, running your fingers through his hair, which earns another near animalistic growl. “Well aren't you dramatic, King of Curses. Where did my Yuuji go?”
Sukuna glares up at you, lips curling upward. He was kneeling, with his hands chained behind his back, while you sit on a chair, crossed legged. He was in the position Yuuji was in seconds ago. The position that Yuuji asked to be put in. Sukuna, obviously did not agree to this arrangement.
Yuuji must have lost control when he sank into the subspace. Just for a second, which was all the curse needed to arise. He was watching the entire time, snickering when Yuujis begs got too dramatic, or joining in on the unwelcomed degradation when the boy started to cry. 
But the only time the king was silent was when you spoke. He would conjur himself on Yuujis arm, face, hand, and just listen.
His vessel was a pervert, really, and you were too. He watched the boy go through the most humiliating things, and still he would always end up begging for more. The curse would rather die than to steep as low as Yuuji did. It was pathetic, truly. 
But sometimes, when Sukuna sticks around for too long, he finds himself hypnotized by your voice. It was always so soft with Yuuji, full of adoration, but he could not miss the authority that oozed from your tone. Strict rules that were meant to be followed, commands that were not dared questioned, and punishments that were no empty threats. He was there when Yuuji was also punished, in those rare times. They were not fun, even if the brat held a raging hard on through it all.
But overall, Sukuna was strangely enamored by your character. He was always top dog, the strongest, the king of curses, but what about you sends a shiver down his spine? Why does he want to hear your doting words? Not to Yuuji, but to him. 
Sukuna realized not long after having these thoughts that he wants to fuck you. Or maybe just get a handjob while you whisper lewd things in his ear, the way you did to the brat. Or maybe you'll wrap your lips around his dick if he was to play nice for a bit. 
It will be just a one time thing. Just so he knows for sure that he doesnt want you. Yuujis thoughts of you must be clouding his. Tonight he was here to confirm.
“Brats gone. You’ve broke him or something. Humans do that,” Sukuna pipes up, rolling his eyes, and glancing back at the cuffs he has on. He rips them off without hesitation, sending the metal falling to the ground.
Sukuna was lying. Yuuji barely was dipping into the subspace, and you know his limits well enough. Sukuna was out because he wants to be out with you. But alas, you want to see how far this will go, so you continue to play with him. A fake pout covers your face and you sigh. “Those were Yuujis favorite cuffs, was that necessary?” Not a lie. 
Sukuna dramatically stretches his hands out, cracking his knuckles and rolling his shoulders. He still remains on his knees. “Annoying things. Not like they would work on me.”
“Yeah, because they weren't for you.”
He stares at you, flashing his teeth. “He could have broken out of them too.”
“But he wouldn't have. He is good.” Your foot presses on his thigh, where it was previously resting, and Sukuna raises an eyebrow at you. You were into this, he could tell. 
But he wasnt going to let you know, that he was also strangely intrigued as to what was going on right here. So, he rolls his eyes, and shifts under your foot, but doesn't move completely. “Doesnt fucking matter. Whatever. Brats pathetic.”
“He’s not. Dont be an ass,” You sigh, leaning back into your chair, and cracking a smile at the ceiling while you think about the scene that is about to unfold. Never would you have thought he would be coming to you. You always had small fantasies of fucking Sukuna, but you would never act on them, frankly because you knew that the curse wasnt interested. He was the one to nearly spit on the two of you during these times. But now, the cards were in his hands.
Sukuna’s hands creep onto your lower leg, and you try your best to ignore it. His nails gently scratch over your skin, and you dont dare to move. Instead, you let out a dramatic breath, and then press onto his thigh again. “Now what do I do…” You, very obviously, prompt, and Sukuna wants to roll his eyes.
“You want me to fuck you, that right?” He in turn teases, seeing if you will take the bait. The both of you are teetering on ice, waiting for eachothers next move.
To this, you lean forward, resting your arms on your knees so that you are face to face with the curse. He doesn't even flinch, just stares with an amused expression, while your fingers trail along his jaw. “But thats not what you want, is it?” You purr, face nearly inches from his. “And besides…Thought you hated me?”
He grins at you, smile borderline predatory. “I do. You make my vessel do disgusting things.”
“You watch us a lot, don't you Sukuna?”
He falters for a second, and then suddenly he feels your foot moves from his thigh, and toward his boxers. Yuuji was only wearing his black briefs when he was sent to Sukuna's domain. “Do you get off to it?”
The familiar glare replaces the smile, and his nails dig into your skin, harsh in warning, but not enough to draw blood. “As if. You two make me sick. You are corrupting the brat. You're disgusting.”
He can tell he is beginning to tick you off, but he does not mind, especially the way your foot slowly begins to press down on his cock. “Then why are you here Sukuna?”
“To fuck you,” He quips, rolling his eyes as if it was the obvious – he did already tell you this. The hand on your leg doesn't let up, and he hitches a breath when you step almost uncomfortably hard on him. A shiver runs down his spine, and he loathes the fact that maybe he is getting off to this.
“And why would I allow you to?”
But alas, his pride would never let up. “Allow me to? You think you can tell me what to do all of the sudden. I could kill you in a heartbeat.”
You roll your eyes at his bared teeth and the narrowed red eyes that are looking up toward you. “You are the one kneeling before me.” 
He doesn't move from his position and the two of you stare in silence. You restrain from voicing your approval, not wanting to piss the already tempermental curse off. 
Sukuna sighs and taps on the skin of your leg, signalling you to continue. “Get on with it. I want to see how gross your desires can be.”
“Will you be good for me and listen?”
“Is that what the boy does?”
You cock your head to the side, fighting the urge to furrow your eyebrows at him. “Yuuji? You know the answer to that question, you voyeur.”
The curse pinches at his brow, obviously peeved by your statement, and you cant help but giggle lightly at hin. “Not a voyeur. Just want…Whatever. Now for fucks sake, do something. Yes, yes I'll listen, do you want me to bark or some shit? I am not as pathetic and moldable as your other toy.”
The slap comes quick, sending a stinging sensation to his cheek, and Sukunas eyes nearly pop out of his head. He slowly brings his hands up to his face, touching the now pinkened skin, before turning to you. He didnt even have time to process it, or get angry about it, before you spoke. "Enough with the insults to Yuuji. Are you looking for some sort of attention?”
“Fuc-”
Another slap directly to the same spot, and Sukuna knows this time that he could have blocked it. You were a human, your attacks were slow, weak. But he didnt block. He let you do this. He was going mad, he had to be. 
His face stings, and your hand comes forward to grip at his jaw. He tries to hide a wince, but you watch him clench his teeth together. “Are you done?”
He had two choices in the matter. One to keep, willingly, Sukuna notes with much hesitancy, get slapped around, or he can get his dick possibly wet. He came for the latter, and so he will abide, even if it damaged his pride. He looks away, and that is the best answer you'll get. “Good. Well that was easy. Does your face hurt?”
Sukuna barks a laugh, and you raise your eyebrows. “Do you have any perception of how weak you are?”
You raise your hand up immediately to strike, and the curse flinches, preparing for what was to come next. But you just keep your hand there, eyes widening in glee, while Sukuna borderline growls. He doesn't say anything though, so you lower your hand, and rest it on his head. The act causes his whole body goes rigid, but he continues to remain silent.
“I want you to put your hands behind your back.” Your first command toward him, and Sukuna, as embarrassing as it is, feels his heart begin to pound. His mouth goes dry, and he slowly releases them from your leg and slides them behind him, his wrists crossing over. 
A playful smile pulls at your lips, and you lean over to him, ruffling up his hair as if he was some sort of dog to be pet. “Good little curse!”
Sukuna's heart pounds in his chest, and he begins to grow restless. His cock throbbed pathetically at the words, and he was embarrassed to admit that the praise felt nice. Different than the deranged pleasure he felt from the slap, and the harsh tone, but….Good overall. He nods with a scoff. “Yeah, yeah. Can you fucking hurry up.”
His hips gently buck into the pad of your sock, and you try your best to stay calm. He was liking it, all of it was so weird, but endearing, so you didnt move to stop him. “Are you getting frustrated, ‘kuna?”
The nickname has him catching his breath, and shifting on the pads of feet. The tone of your voice was sickenly sweet, and if he allowed himself to, Sukuna could melt into it. He tries to hold some of his dignity. “N-No,” He stutters out, and then curses under his breathe of how stupid he must sound. He quickly recuperates himself. “What do you want from me, you sick fuck?”
“Anything I want?”
“Don't hold your breath.”
You slowly remove your foot from his crotch, and the curse bites his tongue to hold back a complaint. He watches your eyes travel to the ceiling, lost in thought, before you turn back to him with a small grin. “Take your boxers off, and then put your hands back where they were. Exactly where they were.”
Sukuna was not shy, and neither were you, so he is quick to remove the article of clothing. Though of course this was Sukuna, so it was unnecessarily dramatic. He slices the thin fabric open with a single nail, and then throws the useless cloth away. Then he sighs when he looks down. “Of course the brat is small.”
Yuuji was many things, but small was definitely not one of them. He is well over the average size, and it was borderline intimidating. If Sukuna was calling Yuuji small then you didnt even want to know what the curse was carrying. “Small compared to your inhuman-freakish cock?”
“-s”
Your furrow you eyebrows and hum in question.
Sukunas grin is cocky, his body reeking of arrogance, even if he was the one kneeling. “You forgot the “s”. Cocks. Plural.”
Your face controrts to first shock, fear, and then finally lands on distain. “That's disgusting.”
“You say that now but when you are drooling on them later–” Another slap across the face, and Sukuna actually didn't see this one coming. It stuns him speechless for a moment, but then he shivers, cupping his cheek with one of his hands. His eyes flicker to you, but they don't hold any disdain in them – he simply just watches, curious of your next move.
He fails to notice the glob of precum that falls onto the floor after the slap. “Ah, are you leaking Sukuna? Does getting hit turn you on?”
It may be the pain, or may be the psychological aspect of it all. If he says something wrong, he gets punished, and for some reason or another, that drives him insane with desire. He gulps, taking a deep breath to regain his composure. “Of course not. I am not the pervert here.”
“But I bet I could make you do some perverted things.”
His cock, as humiliating as it is, likes the sound of that. It noticeably twitches, and he hopes that more pre doesn't slip out before starting anything. His hands shift from behind his back, but he doesnt dare to move them. “Yeah? How far does your twisted mind go?”
“Far. But I dont want to scare you off too badly tonight,” You sigh, leaning back comfortably in your chair. Sukuna holds off a growl, peeved at how you worded the statement. “Guess you can just hump my leg.”
He laughs, loud and proudly, but your smile withstands. You rest your cheek on your palm, and you wait for the booming laugh to die down. It does, not after long, and slowly when he realizes that you arent joking, the curse glares as you. “Oh fuck off. I told you I am not to be your dog.”
You sigh, and stand up from your chair. “Guess we will end here for the night then. Send Yuuji back when he is well rested.”
A clawed hand wraps around your leg, and Sukuna bares his teeth at you. “Fine. I'll do it. Would you stop being so dramatic?” He gets out through clenched teeth.
You nod and sit back down in your chair, kicking your leg out. Sukuna eyes it, as if unsure of what to do. “Mount it,” You encourage, shaking your limb ever so gently.
“I know how to, you fucking idiot,” He bites, and then slowly uses his knees to push himself forward. His red eyes lock onto yours, and he stares at you the entire time as he straddles you. Your foot rests beneath his body, and his cock barely grazes your lower knee. One hand rests on the back of your leg for security, and the other onto the edge of your chair.
You gulp, and move your leg upward, pinning his cock in between his stomach and the skin of your leg. The curse doesnt dare to move, and he holds a wince when he glances at the glob that drips from his tip and smears onto your leg. A token sign that he is unbelievably turned on. “Drooling over me already? I'm flattered.”
He narrows his eyes at you. “Bite your tongue before I rip it off.” 
You don't even flinch at the threat, instead applying more force upward, making the curse curl inward on himself as he tries to lift his hips upward, away from the foot. “Get on with it,” You command, leaving no room for complaints. 
His eyes flicker toward you when he hears the strictness in your tone, and he blinks when you glare at him. He gulps, ignoring the pleasant shiver that runs down his spine. But he doesn't dwell on it, because you lower your leg again, and he is free to move. His hands feel strangely shaky, but he hides it well, not wanting to know how much power, Sukuna is discovering quickly, you have over him. 
He lines his cock to the middle of your leg, and thrusts forward without much hesitancy. The skin is soft, and it glides over with little resistance, and Sukuna’s eyes are glued to the spot. 
Its strange, not as pleasurable like all the previous women he has fucked, nor a warm throat, but for some reason or another, it sends his head spinning.
His hips retreat, and they push themselves upward against the plush of your leg. Eventually he falls into a steady motion, entranced by his actions. It's pathetic, and gross, but why did it feel so good? A leg shouldnt be pleasurable –  it doesnt wrap around his cock like he wants it to, but it is strangely addicting. 
He realizes quickly why it feels that way – Sukuna is no idiot. He likes the psychological part behind it. He likes that he is kneeling for you, and getting off to something so measly as this. It makes him feel gross compared to you – nothing more than skum, and you, must be some sort of god. It turns him on so much he can barely stand it.
His head falls forward, and it taps onto your thigh. His whole body seems to tremble, and the timing of his thrusts seems to pick up – they are quicker, frantic, and his cock nearly slides off more than it should. 
Your fingers fall to his head, and this time he doesnt move, in fact he seems to melt into the touch. This was weird, and you were both intrigued, and slightly scared. “You really seem to be liking this, huh?”
He doesn't respond for a long second, maneuvering his fingers to hold onto the back of your  leg with his thumbs left in front of the limp. It provides a makeshift “O” and finally the curse feels like he is actually fucking something, rather than just grinding. “There ya go,” He mumbles to himself, as if lost in a trance. His cock slides itself between your leg and his thumbs, and its driving him insane.
When he doesnt respond, you tug backward on his hair, forcing him to look up at you. To your surprise, he doesnt glare at you, nor let out a biting remark; instead, the curse moans. Its low, and holds a sort of vibration to it, but definitely there. “Oh you fucking freak.”
He lets out a lazy grin, neck uncomfortably craned upward. You watch the way he licks at his teeth, and he breathes out, “More.”
You press your leg deeper into him, and Sukuna in response lets out another gutteral moan, except this one holds a whine to it. The sound travels straight to your groin, and you sit up in your chair, eyes slightly widening. “What changed, king? Dont tell me your getting off to grinding against a mere human peasant like me?”
He lets out a small, breahthless laugh, but doesnt dare stop his motions. “Just this once. Just this once let me, and th-then I swear you are dead.”
Your leg is glistening in some small areas, from when he leaked and spread it into the skin with his tip. He stares at your face the entirety of it, even when you look away to glance at his cock. “But ‘kuna, whose leg will you frot against if you kill me? Aw dont tell me, youll find another to cling to. Y’know I am the only one who can take care of you.”
You drop his head and he goes back to resting his forehead on your knee. His pants are warm against your leg, and you feel him shake his head.
You are right of course. He would never dare show another this side of him to another. He doesnt want to either, even if he never would admit it outloud. “J-Just stop it. Please.”
Please was not in the king of curses vocabulary. Your eyes widen with glee. “How much do you like it? Tell me, does my leg feel good?”
“Does. Fuck. Fuck, I hate you. I hate you.” He nods his head into your leg, hiding his face. His body turns a shade similar to his hair, and it begins to glisten with sweat from his movements. He lets out small breathless moans, and stares at the tip moving up and down the fake color.
His body seems to curl around you your limb, as if trying to trap it in his hold. His lips, much to your surprise, press themselves to your knee and you can hear the smallest chant.  “Love it. ‘S mine. Mine. Mine. Mine.”
You raise your eyebrows at the deranged, borderline creepy words.  “So you hate me, but love my leg? Don't tell me you got some strange fetish.”
You feel his canines hover over the space just above your knee, a small warning from the curse. You blink at him, surprised by the small resistance, but dont do much. He licks at the flesh a second later, and pulls away. You have to bite back a laugh.
His hands by this point have dropped, and are instead clawing at your chair. He doesnt need them anymore, considering that he is so close to you that that his stomach and your leg are stimulating him on both sides.
“Fuck. I'm close,” Sukuna mumbles into your skin, pressing himself impossibly closer. You wish you had your phone to take a picture – he was basically cradling your leg as if it was some sort of prized possession.
“Are you asking me for permission?”
“N-No. ‘m not. Can I?” He paws at your thighs, nails threatening to dig into your skin. Of course he would never, at least not in this meager state.
“No.”
He bares his teeth at you and glares, but his eyes convey his true feeling: panicked. His pace doesn't slow though, and your leg is now sticky from the amount of precum lost. “I-Im going to whether you like it or not. Fuck. Fuck you. I hate you. Ngh, can you just–just agree!”
His mouth is back onto your knee, sending it sloppy kisses, and small bites. His tip is pulsing red, and it begins to throb. His legs were beginning to tremble, and he tries to focus on not cumming. For some unknown reason, Sukuna wants you to allow him to.
“But you were a brat all day? Boys who threaten death, dont deserve certain privileges,” You hum, and then run your fingers through his hair. “But I am a mere human, and you the king of curses. Why would you listen to my commands?” 
Sukuna bites his lip, immediately tearing blood. It dribbles down his chin, but he is quick to wipe it off, and reheal himself. His brows furrow and he scowls at the floor. The only noises let out are the grunts of his movements, and the moans that seem to get higher in pitch with each coming second. 
He is lost in thought. The curse doesnt understand why he wants permission, but he needs it. He cant cum without it, it was bound to dissapoint you if he did. The thought leaves a sour taste in his mouth, and finally, the pathetic words that he has been thinking this entire night come spilling out. “Cause I want you to! Command me, give me orders, do something to me. J-Just I–fuck! I need it!” 
“Why?”
He was growing frustrated and more panicked as the seconds go by. He was moments from cumming. “Because I–I ngh–Want to please you! Would you just fucking…” He warbles, praying that tears don't come. “Let me cum. I beg you. Let me. I'll do anything.”
Your heart pounds in your chest, and blood flows to your crotch. His watery eyes blink up at you, and he continues to rut against you, like some sort of dog. But thats what he is, or seems to want to be. So, you cock your head to the side, and provide him with a lazy grin. “Go ahead, Fido.”
His red eyes seem to light up at the approval, and he nods to himself as if bewildered by your agreement. But, he does follow through with the plea, and suddenly he is cumming. His whole body trembles, and he holds onto your leg with such force that you have to slide your hands on to of his, in a slight warning to be gentle. Cum shoots out onto your leg, but you can barely see it, considering his body has caved in on himself. He continues to rub himself out even through it all, as he pants into your knee. The curse wears a lazy grin through it all, and lets out small high in pitch moans. 
He collapses backward, landing on his ass and panting to catch his breath. You glance away for a second, at most two, to look at the cum stained on your leg. A chuckle falls from your lips. 
When Sukuna recovers, he goes straight back to scowling at you. In a heartbeat, he stands over you, borderline growling at you. His nails dig into your shoulders, and your eyes widen at the quickness of it all. Then he leans forward, a near inch away from your ear he whispers, “Don't get your hopes up. This will never happen again. Do you hear me?”
His nail presses uncomfortably hard into your skin, and so you are forced to nod. And with that your vision goes black.
For the next two weeks, Sukuna doesnt conjure up on Yuujis body anytime you are around. You dont mind it too much – it did save you from bickering with the arrogant prick. But to be honest, you were a little disappointed, having call his bluff. 
You werent disappointed for long.
Low and behold, two weeks later from the incident, you find yourself faced to face with the King of Curses, who was already kneeling before you. 
He glares at you, teeth on full display, as if he didnt realize what position he has put you guys in. “If you mention this to anyone, I will tear you to shreds.” Is all that he says.
But you arent too picky. So you grin, and hold your leg out.
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yarrowleef-babbles · 1 year
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mistborn's magic is cool but im starting to wonder if i can no longer enjoy stories about political revolutionary groups that are very very clearly written by em....people who are probably not very revolutionary irl. to make a long grouchy ramble short.
ive liked plenty of books by non radical authors, but the fact this one is *about* a needed revolution makes those moments particularly distracting. sometimes it makes the characters feel disingenuous.
anyway i absolutely loathe elend venture as a person and a character and a concept just. so so much. every time he talks i want to strangle him
abolish your house and relinquish your wealth or shut the fuck up forever challenge
#i feel like there was a time i didnt care that much about this i could just focus on the fiction literally and take it as is#but in recent years i have lost a lot of patience for this sort of thing specifically...#'yeah well not ALL nobility 🙄🙄🙄 did you ever think about THAT galaxy brained thought?? some of us are polite'#god. god. i cannot believe this little useless twit who spent his whole life being complacent like every other noble#who was not even willing to ENTERTAIN the idea of having to give up ANY of his power post revolution#who walked up to the rebels and was like 'you ruffians will simply eat each other alive without our guidance'#WAS JUST. MADE KING.#AND EVERYONE JUST. AGREED TO THAT???#yeah sure he has only ever fantasized quietly about revolutionary sentiments#and didnt actually do anything until other people came in and did the the revolution FOR HIM so he could just stepped in and be like#oh well you see i had a boys club night and read some books so let me tell you the right way to do this revolution#that conveniently includes not rly taking anything away from me or the other rampant rapist slave owners!!!!#hey guys. pals. buds. feeling bad about something while continuing to benefit from and uphold it doesnt make you a good person actually#ITS LIP SERVICE. WORTHLESS. POSTURING. HE WOULD NEVER HAVE DONE ANYTHING USEFUL IF THE REVOLUTION HADNT FORCED HIM TO MOVE OR DIE#you know i actually dont think we should be friends with complicit rapist slave owners. why should the nobles keep anything??#ONE THIRD IS A LOT. IT IS A LOT FOR EVERYONE TO KNOW ABOUT AND BE COMPLICIT IN#the lord ruler did not make nobles rape their slaves!! he didnt oversee any of their daily atrocities!! he in fact ignored a lot of things!#that was aalllll their personal choice. 1/3 are regular rapists 3/3 dont believe skaa are people. even their pity is like pity for animals.#ELOND ONLY JUST DISCOVERED THAT SKAA WERE IN FACT PEOPLE (MAYBE) A WEEK AGO#i hate this bitch so fucking much im going to assassinate him myself#actually i think the skaa should have beheaded literally everyone in the palace <3#and i could not care less if elend found it distasteful <3 die <3#'well you see he gave just SUCH a good speech about keeping the peace and being nonviolent above all else'#'that the rebels instantly dropped their weapons and realized what a brilliant intellectual he was#and fell in love with him on the spot'#shut up shut the entire fuck up that is the most Insufferable Spineless Liberal bs thing i've ever heard#yeah his version of *hypothetical* peaceful revolution was doing really well for the skaa#his plan was to take up his house with all the murdered bodies it was built on and try to gently sway everyone to be Nicer Slave Owners#sorry. sorry this framing really didnt age well. idk if im going to be able to read the rest of the trilogy i am so annoyed#i might but im taking a break
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thecherrygod · 1 year
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Do you ever wake up from a dream and you know you're gonna have a day™
i feel like ive had a similar dream to this one a few times ago but also i feel like i have deja vus in dreams sometimes so im unsure. either deja vus or a moment of lucid dreaming that doesnt last enough, but i also tend to have recurring dreams so who knows, also if i think i know why something is happening in the dream i will put my opinion lmao anyways.
so. i was waiting for a bus, apparently the 125 (which is a mix of the two buses i usually took from my house, before we moved, to go to a few places) with the first friend i made in elementary school, who happens to be in three dreams ive had this month, also there were my first crush and some other guy. in theory we were going each to our houses, but instead i got on an appartment
in theory from what i think is another dream, i could just go to this woman for therapy whenever i felt it necessary, like just walk in and thats it. also if i couldnt pay her in money i could pay her in yogurt for some reason. so im just there, going as if i own the place, walking stairs in a white beige sterile looking building, and then entering the office, with a voice in the back of my head going 'you should have knocked' but i was already halfway through the door (ive been going through it kinda and thinking i should get therapy so i believe thatswhy i dream of going to therapy dhsdghdsgd)
at that moment im not me anymore, im some blonde woman with long hair, theres noise in there, the therapist talking to someone, and sounds like a baby. apparently she had a child not that long ago and it was there but in another room in the office thing. and so the blonde kind of. sits on the floor. lays there, talking to the therapist and apparently she therapist was gonna 'check their fortune' or future or something, in my brain what made sense is that the blonde was pregnant and the therapist was gonna tell her about her future child. also there was a tv in the room and it had a movie or something that was starring the blonde. apparently the movie was called something similar to 'degberaux' or something. im sure it ended in beraux but it started with a b and had a g in there too but... its unclear.
after that im me again and im in some sort of classroom thats empty except for someone who we used to be friends and it ended up badly and while its bc both of us i do feel very guilty about it. i sorta try to both ignore and aknoweledge her, first i sit on the complete opposite side of her, we have a hesitant small talk, in which i sit closer to her but from an angle i cant really see her face, and we talk a bit more but nothing else. more people start filling the room, a girl that went to school with me that i promised i was gonna invite her to my house to play videogames but i never did good on that promise (more guilt it seems lmao) and i talk more with her. i notice shes drawing some sort of comic with neat line art and i ask her about it, if its her own story and stuff. she says yes, shows me the pages which are mostly trees and plants and a single panel with a guy, and while im looking she says that shes been doing them like this bc her computer broke down and couldnt work on it digitally and was worried she forgot completely how that worked (something that literally happened to me last year so i know where that comes from)
then i am just. back at the therapists office, this time im me again, but now completely distraught, very stressed and at the verge of tears partially just bc paying therapy in yogurt is making me feel that even if that was the therapists idea. theres a kitchen table in the office, it has like.. holes in it but under the wholes its like theres sand under the table so you can still let things on the table with no risk of them actually falling to the floor. so i am attempting to pay my therapy session. with yogurt. its a 6 pack of creamy vanilla yogurt specifically from a brand from here which is common but relatively good quality, and i look at it from the outside, the. bowl or whatever now kinda transparent. and i begin panicking more, its barely there inside, and it looks brownish, kinda rotten, as if it was consuming itself, and i begin opening them and my therapist doesnt complain about that shes just kinda confused but like 'ah its fine ill eat them all together' and im like 'no. you wont. look at them. its. bad' so she looks over my shoulder and goes '... oh. the yogurt died' (i think this is because ive been spiralling the last few days bc of mayo for a few reasons tbh)
so yeah. the yogurt died. i was paying therapy in yogurt and the yogurt. died. so i just broke down. i started properly crying. at first she didnt know if she should aproach me but i guess she felt bad and did give me a hug which also sorta helped me calm down but i was also calming down bc irl i dont cry more than like 5 tears except i reach a specific point of breakdown also about the hug. i believe it to be unproffesional afaik but in the dream it was sort of comforting and also i think that whenever i get hugged in dreams i just do cry a lot which. man i think thats its own situation lmao) after that my phone was a bit stuck on one of the holes in the table and shes laughing a bit like 'im not so sure how youre gonna take it off there haha.. good luck' and i just put my hand in there and take it out almost like a puzzle piece with just a bit of force but nothing too difficult.
after that im now in a dining table surrounded by guys that have been classmates at different points in my life. just sorta talking. at this point is where i know that i have therapy whenever i want it/need it bc one of the guys that went to highschool with me (and got himself into an alcohol indused coma during out graduation party) had killed multiple people and im not sure if dream me had actually seen it happening with my own eyes or not but i got the image of blood splatters there as a memory so maybe)
after that we are leaving. its night, everything is dark, also the atmosphere is tense and a bit.. scary? maybe just bc its night. i am leaving with a girl. idk who, its almost like she could have been any of the three friends that i had seen before, or maybe all of them in one, im not really sure. and i think 'fuck i didnt say goodbye to my therapist properly' and i get a bit anxious but also full of guilt so i ask the girl to wait for me, ill go do that real quick.
i find my therapist, shes just there in a room that feels like a greenhouse mixed with an attic, kinda dark but since its made of glass you can see bc of outside lights. i get close like 'ma'am i am so sorry i didnt properly say goodbye to you and i also wanted to thank you' but she seems distant, cold, and maybe a bit angry. i still go back in for a hug and i am in fact tearing up again. she pats me in the back like when someone just gives you the quickest hug so it doesnt last a lot but you still know its sorta okay even tho maybe not fully okay. after that she breaks the hug and says 'if you are acting like this it means i am doing a good job' and she just. leaves. i try to follow her bc well im unwell i dont think i should be alone and it felt like she was abandoning me
so i get close to her, she looks at me how youd look at an animal, a pet, thats just following you everywhere, but also a bit.. disappointed at my behavior? and then when im about to fully reach her i woke up
#my posts#my dreams#put under a read more bc it didnt fit the tags#this is a for me thing honestly i just keep them all together#but maybe its a bit too. much. maybe dont read this#also i AM having a fucking day i was right#im gonna. idk. i have no goddamn clue#if you are talking and sharing recipes and when someone finishes theirs you share one right?#so i said 'oh it reminded me of this one with this ingredient' just for this fucking bastard to be like 'mine doesnt' all. dismisive#so i was like 'ok cool for you anyways' bc i wasnt just talking to him it was a conversation with a few people#and he complained how as soon as he finished his i started talking about mine like what#you wanted to fucking discuss a goddamn dessert recipe for an hour??????????????#and appanrently I WAS THE ONE INTERRUPTING HIM?????????????????????????#im gonna.#he should. i.#and ihave to live with this goddamn bastard AGAIN#'you genuinely think thats being interrupted????' 'yes' 'oh there is something wrong with you. do you think i interrupted him?'#'.... no. thats called having a conversation' 'and do you?' 'no i agree thats called having a conversation'#BUT ALL I CAN DO IS FEEL LIKE THIS BC HE ALREADY WAS A BASTARD#HE INTERRUPTED ME BEING DISMISIVE AND THEN HE ACTS THE FUCKING VICTIM IM#........................... idk#its all so. fucking stupid but he always makes me so goddamn mad#this post was in my drafts but i didnt post it bc i started writing the dream in the tags but. i ran out of them so now that i can#write this properly its after this happened and honest to god i am feeling like absolute shit#.... formatting this better and actually getting to write as much as i remember with the proper details helped me feel a bit better tho#im still like. not fully okay and also i am mad at this bastard but i am feeling better so idk lmao anyways ill go continue#having my day tm
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pan-de-seungcheol · 4 months
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˚svts reaction to you being too shy to ask for sex˚
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{Warnings: mentions of sex and thats abt it}
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❋Cheol❋
understands youre just too nervous and thinks its adorable, but will torture you with this information. Literally will pretend he doesnt know what you want until youre a blushy mess, huffing up at him in frustration. Even then he still wont so much as touch you until you mutter those words to him. "pls cheol just...need you to fuck me". Once he hears this he immediately picks you up and takes you to the bedroom.
❋Jeonghan❋
certified meanie. Jeonghan is similar to cheol in that he pretends to not know what you want, even though he knew immediately when he saw the lust in your eyes. takes it a step further tho and makes you beg for him. A simple "fuck me" isnt enough for him. He needs you on your knees, pawing at his thighs with soft pleas on your lips for his cock. Once youre practically in tears from horniness then hell fuck you. "Aww my pretty baby needed me so bad, huh?" hed say while sliding into your painfully soaked pussy, finally giving you what you want.
❋Joshua❋
knows you so well that all it takes is one look in your eyes and he understands what you want from him. hed definitely tease you for about 30 seconds but seeing you so shy for him made the blood rush to his dick immediately and he just cant help himself. He puts your pleasure first tho and eats you out until you cum around the soft muscle of his tongue. Immediately goes for round two without giving you a break.
❋Jun❋
again with my perv jun agenda cause i cant get enough of him. hed definitely get turned on by the blush in your cheeks and how you stumble over your words to ask him for sex. He knows how much youre attracted to him and uses it to his advantage just to see you all nervous in front of him. Hes taking his shirt off infront of you, showing off his broad shoulders that you love so much and watching your reaction the whole time. just loves how innocently you ask him for something hes so willing to give you. would def go multiple rouds cause the memory of your blushy face makes him hard all over again.
❋Hoshi❋
Very excitedly agrees when you ask him to fuck you. is a little confused why youre blushing so hard and hiding your face in your hands. hed gently pull your hands from your face and look deep into your eyes "you dont ever have to be embarrassed about that." his ego gets boosted when you say its just cause you find him so attractive that you get scared to ask. from then on hes flexing in front of you "does this turn you on too?" and yes it does have you seen his muscles??
❋Wonu❋
the first time you ever thought to ask Wonwoo for sex you felt so embarrassed. sex is a normal thing for couples, so why does this simple question give you so much unsurity? Wonwoo notices you having a mental internal battle with yourself on the couch and comes over to check on you. He notices right away when you jump a little at his presence, and it doesnt take long for the dots to connect in his mind. he just makes it worse for you, getting close enough to feel his breath on your skin, the heat emanating from his body, but he refuses to even touch you until you give him the words he wants. hes unbelievably patient, so hes willing to play this game all night. Fucks you on the sofa when you give in finally.
❋Woozi❋
knows that youre shy but doesnt care. he expects you to ask when you want to fuck, and hes not gonna coddle you like some people would (DK). youre both grown ups afterall. however, he cant help how his cock hardens when he sees the way you check him out while hes working on a new song. He waits the painful amount of time it takes you to muster up the courage to finally ask him, but once you do hes bending you over his computer desk, fucking you from behind and recording your sweet moans for future use.
❋DK❋
completely the opposite from woozi. the second he sees even a smidge of blush start to form on your cheeks hes kneeling before you, asking you what you want from him. he knows you have needs and he wants to satisfy them no matter what. if you were especially horny for him after watching him perform hed immediately catch on to your lingering gaze and how you look him up and down, lightly biting your lower lip. hed be pulling you into the shower with him, both washing off the sweat from the concert and creating a whole different type of mess with you.
❋Mingyu❋
confused puppy. hes never shy to ask you for sex, so when you refuse to mutter the words he just doesnt understand that he makes you nervous. "You dont have to lead, just ask me and ill take it from there". even after you explain it to him he just cant fathom that youd keep something like this from him. "Am i too rough or something? is that why youre scared to ask????" because i can be gentler!" not quite right gyu but hes def got the spirit!
❋Minghao❋
is a mindreader canonically, so hed know right away if youre horny and wont tell him. will then proceed to be the most dramatic about showing himself off to you, stripping down to his boxers and walking around the house like its just another day for him. youre literally a horny mess for him by the time you very quietly ask for him. "oh baby, did you think i didnt know? you were practically dripping for me". would take you nice and slow, whispering to you about being his shy lil girl too scared to take whats rightfully hers.
❋Seungkwan❋
equally as shy to ask for sex so he definitely understands your dilemma. he does the same thing, all nervously ringing his hands any time he needs you to take care of the growing hard-on in his pants. neither one of you want to bother the other, so this is def a point of miscommunication between the two of you. Both of you literally pounce on the other once they muster up the courage to ask tho.
❋Vernon❋
genuinely doesnt know what you want. you can beat around the bush as much as you want but hes just not gonna get the point unless you spell it out for him. Youd finally break down after about an hour of trying to hint to him that youre needy "Vernon. Im trying to tell you to fuck me" "OOOHHHH why didnt you just say so?" would then fuck you into the mattress while calling you a whore for his cock.
❋Dino❋
thinks its his fault that you feel scared to ask for sex. "you can just ask me i promise i wont get upset or anything, i love you and i want to please you too" hed pout when you admitted your dilemma to him. the next time you ask him hed drop his usually dominant demeanor to worship every inch of your body, furthering his point that he wants you to need him like this. hed then spend hours cuddling you and begging you to ask him when youre horny (hed also much rather you ask him than use a toy, so he really tries to emphasize this to you)
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{Author's Note}
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