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myfavoriteficss · 1 year

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Wednesday Masterlist

This Masterlist includes all of the Wednesday fan fiction I have reblogged. Enjoy.

Updated: 12/30/2023

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1. Wednesday Addams

Written by: @anonymousewrites

A Good Day for Death: (1) A Good Day for Roommates - (2) A Good Day for Plans - (3) A Good Day for Festivals - (4) A Good Day for Death - (5) A Good Day for Strategy - (6) A Good Day for Competition - (7) A Good Day for Fudge - (8) A Good Day for Ruins - (9) A Good Day for Statues - (10) A Good Day for Shopping - (11) A Good Day for Dances - (12) A Good Day for Family - (13) A Good Day for Birthdays - (14) A Good Day for Arguments - (15) A Good Day for Diaries - (16) A Good Day for Apologies - (17) A Good Day for Death - (18) A Good Day for Resurrection - (19) A Good Day for Until Next Times

Valentines Day Special 2023

A Good Day for Death Pride Special 2023

A Good Day for Death Halloween Special 2023

Written by: @basichextechml

(1) Details - (2) Revelations

Wet Braids and Ribbon Ties

The Leaded Question

The Beat of your Heart (The Cry of my Own)

Did You Want Flowers?

Written by: @breaddwoo

(1) Bloody Kisses - (2) Smitten - (3) Vanilla

Written by: @brotherblaze

Double Black: Part 1 - Part 2

Written by: @celiastjamesoscar

To Be Alone

Like Real People Do

Written by: @chaeyoungies

Slipping Through My Fingers

Written by: @crazyoffher

paranoid.

Written by: @danzaloreley

Indée Fixe

Written by: @dysphoros

(1) Who are you now, You fool? - (2) Beauty Is in the eyes of the beholder

Interview with a vampire: (1) Interview with a Vampire - (2) Hunger - (3) Resfeber - (4) Dissimulate

What are my lips for if to not meet yours?

Written by: @extinctspino

Teamwork

Written by: @fleetingvow

‘ Bitter Solitude.

Written by: @ghostlynachopanda

(1) Nevermore’s Guardian - (2) Warmth - (3) The Weathervane - (4) The Walk - (5) The Talk - (6) Solution

Marks: Part 1 - Part 2

Till Next Time: Part 1 - Part 2

Patch Up

Like a Charm

Kiss

Study Date

For You

Envy

Hurtful Words

Third Wheel

Rest

jacket

Music

Written by: @house-of-lovin

grouch

be mine?

cuddle bug

Written by: @i984

(1) I Want to be Yours - (2) Finally Hers

(1) Sweet Words Make a Lovely Shade - (2) A Scarlet Touch - (3) Not So Peachy of a Trick - (4) My Thoughts Echoing Your Name

Ran Out of Paper

Festival Trouble

Grump Black Cat

Your Love, My Religion

Dreams of Lavender Confessions

I Love You- Wait, What?

Snowy Escape

Blazing Promises

Sweet, Foolish

A Letter to the Yearning Moon

Wounds, Not Dreams

In Sickness and In Health

Tonight, the Moon is Yours

Mattress Laid, No Questions Asked

Written by: @jazzyoranges

Recognizable

Written by: @liminal-space-lesbian

Summer Concussions

Written by: @lowkeyerror

Falling Fast: Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5 - Epilogue

Written by: @lucianslover

10 Things I Hate About You

Written by: @luthorgarbage

Wednesday’s Web: One

Written by: @makncheese12

Alkaline: Part 1 - Part 2

Written by: @may-fanfic

Safe With You

Written by: @midnightmoonkiss

Sweet Dreams.

Written by: @mikavlcs

(1) Reverie - (2) Elysium

Loveless

Paralysis

Heaven in Hiding

Had Enough

Ricochet

Absence Persistent

Breathe

Flowers

Heaven in Hiding

Sweater Weather

Static Patterns

Spotlight

Heaven Sent

White Flag

Astraphobia

Dinosaur Talks

Whispers in the Dark

Rebels and Renegades

Dog Days

Not On My Mind

Written by: @missmonsters2

Wednesday’s Dictionary of Emotions: (1) Adronitis - (2) Monachopsis - (3) Jouska - (4) Opia - (5) Agnothesia - (6) Liberosis - (7) Flashover - (8) Nighthawk - (9) Ambedo - (10) Kairosclerosis - (O.S) First/Second Date Jitters - (O.S) Want Your Slow Dance

Just Last Lifetime: One - Two

Oblivion

Just Like Silk

Lips Over Your Nightmares

Written by: @mrtwizz

Snow On The Beach: Part One - Part Two - Part Three

Written by: @msgorillagripcoochie

(1) Nonsense - (2) Butterflies in my stomach

Written by: @rainbow-hedgehog

Exchange Student

Written by: @sleepinthrumyalarms

(1) To Tame a Demon - (2) The Perfect Girl

Protective Instincts

Your Teeth Don’t Scare Me

Weird But Lovely Trophies

Daddy Issues

After Dark

Good Little Girl

Hard to Keep my Cool

Kiss It Better

Loving the beast, loving it whole

Their Affair, Bloody

Written by: @softgreengrass

Sun to Me: Part 1 - Part 2

Covert Narcissism

Written by: @spaghettiposts

Video Games

Written by: @specialagentlokitty

Restore the Balance: Part One - Part Two - Part Three

Soft For You

Never Again

Just a Tiny Hint

Written by: @stirthewaters

Too Sharp to Touch: Part 1

Written by: @talesofesther

Scorch Marks: Chapter 1 - Chapter 2 - Chapter 3

Sweet Calamity: Chapter 1 - Chapter 2 - Chapter 3 - Chapter 4 - Chapter 5 - Chapter 6 - Chapter 7 - Chapter 8 - Chapter 9 - (O.S) Pretty Secrets - Chapter 10 - (O.S) Birthday Girl

Don't Know How to be Something You Miss: Chapter 1 - Chapter 2

(1) I told the moon about you - (2) Darling darkness

Yours Only

Deep Devotion

Crimson and White

Cinnamon and Spice

The Hearts that Matches Mine

Dark Trees are Better

Find the Beauty

Golden Ballads

Love the Way You Love Me

Tender as the Rain

I guess that's love

Written by: @theunreliablewriter

Clumsy Defender

Written by: @toddxhavez

My Eyes

Written by: @toournextadventure

Everyone But Her: Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5 - Part 6 - Part 7 - Part 8 - Part 9 - Part 10 - Part 11 - Part 12 - Part 13 - Part 14 - Part 15 - Part 16 - Part 17 - Part 18 - Part 19 - Part 20 - Part 21 - Part 22 - Part 23 - Part 24 - Part 25 - Part 26 - Part 27 - Part 28 - Part 29 - Part 30 - Part 31 - Part 32 - Part 33 - Part 34 - (O.S) The Cave (18+) - Part 32 - (O.S) They Didn't Know - (O.S) A Fair Trade - (O.S) Revenge - Part 33 - Part 34 - Part 35 - Part 36 - Part 37 - Part 38

Would You Love Me?

you simp

l’appel du vide

we match

im no poet

Trouble Maker

Written by: @vorsdany

When I Dream (Of Dying): (1) (Not So) Colorful Buzz - (2) Watch Out! - (3) Freeze! You’re on Fire - (4) Good, Bad Impressions - (5) Harmonious Danger - (6) When I Dream (Of Dying)

Golden Eyes and Melted Hearts

Violescent

Meant To Be (Alone)

Shots For They Heart

Names On Your Tongue

Ink Over Your Soul

Take Me Home

Sea of Stars

Nights Like These

A Luminous Jewel

Bloody Woes

A Vexatious Creature

Warm My Frozen Heart

Just This Once

Of Dying Days

Written by: @vulpe-fox

Where Shadows Meet

Shadow’s Keeper

Written by: @wandaromanova

enigma.

never did.

obvious

Written by: @ykiwrite

Kiss of Death

Written by: @70svampyr

Wednesday Addams Relationship! Headcanons

2. Enid Sinclair

Written by: @specialagentlokitty

Peace With You

Protect You

Not Getting Hurt That Easy

Written by: @toournextadventure

Thunder and Lightning

3. Yoko Tanaka

Written by: @euoniaroses

Jealous? Please,

Written by: @mrsfrenchie

Touch

#masterlist #wednesday #wednesday addams #wednesday addams x reader #wednesday x reader #wednesday addams imagine #dom’s recommendations #enid sinclair #enid sinclair x reader

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pastelclovds · 1 year

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Hi i really love your work very much<3 I'm wondering if you knew any blogs who writes for dom readers?

oh hohoho, i'm so glad you asked my friend

sub!genshin: @hhonghu, @uplatterme, @secretivemessenger, @xkseii, @sugarcause, @genacity, @plushy-gutz, @sh1-n0bu, and @dottcre

sub!slashers: @rainebelowzero, @mr-bas00nist, @decaying-church, and @mlmmetalhead

sub!twst: @diavolos-dungeon, @siren-serenity, @frenchfrywrites, @j-nxx, @zandck, and @kingschclar

sub!stranger things: @anglhrts, @tipsticky, @smashtbh, @goodboywritings, and @mischiefwriter

(ABO) omega!characters x alpha!reader: @omeganronpa and @animeomegas

dark content dom!readers: @sinfulcries, @l1tw1ck, @minkmousesworld, and @darlingpwease

multifandom: @y1ns, @cvnteaterzeke, @sinsterdarling, @slutfactory, @vonous, @slut4daviii, @ittorama, @monsterinmyboxers, @trianglesimp, @mmaeerof, @c-nstellati-ns, @teeth-farie, @hadesrise, @saelipse, @mackjlee9, @birds-have-teeth, @clusterfuck-dom, @dohaeras, and @saibeosei

hope this helps! <3

#꒰ 💌 ꒱ ⎯ hello #✎ secret messager ᵎᵎ #dom reader #top reader #dom!reader #top!reader #sub character #reading recommendations

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needycatboy · 1 year

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how do we all feel about sensitivity gel?

something to rub on your subs tcock and watch as they grow harder and more sensitive over the next few minutes?

playing with them and hearing how much easier it is to make them whimper?

the opportunities for aphrodisiac play?

#gel.⬆️#if you have experiences w this goop and recommend/dont recommend id love to hear it tbh #angel.queue #they speak #mlm nsft #nblm nsft #nblnb nsft #trans nsft #t4t nsft #ftm dom

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butchleatherpup · 10 months

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I really need to have a nice long bath with a pretty little Femme right now. She can put whatever she wants in the bath so that she’s all relaxed. Maybe we could share a blunt too if that’s what my girl wanted. After she’s all mellowed out and dried off, I’d let my princess lay down on my bed as I put a pillow under her hips. She’d probably be pretty worked up from me teasing and groping at her in the bath. I’d fuck her gently with my fingers for a bit to stretch her tight pussy out a bit before slowly push my cock deep inside her. I would be gentle and soft with her but that doesn’t mean I wouldn’t fuck her so deep that she starts whimpering and whining so sweetly into the pillows or while sucking on my fingers. My girl’s needy little pussy would definitely be pumped full of my cum by the end of it. It’s what my princess deserves.

#spoiling your femme means drawing her a nice bath and breeding her #also by blunt I mean the no tabacco ones #would recommend #butch daddy #nblw nsft #butch nsft #butch dom #nblw #butch4brat #lesbian nsft #lesbian daddy #butch4femmensft

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0oolookitsme · 7 months

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Daddy of Three

Type - A One Shot again!

Verse - Footballer!Harry x Art Director!Y/n

Word Count - 2.2k

Warnings - None that I can find! (other than the fact that this is pure smut ofc)

A/n - Lowkey hate the title (you will too when you find out the context) but I just hope you enjoy this hahah <3

Kinks - Daddy kink, Face Fucking, Breeding Kink, Praise Kink.

KINKTOBER MASTERLIST | MASTERLIST

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Y/n was chopping up the vegetables she'd need for the meal she was going to cook tomorrow morning for Harry and Karan's lunch. Her eyes remained on her iPad's screen, on which she could see the page Carla was presenting in the meeting.

Clicking on the little mic icon by her knuckle, she unmuted herself. "Marla, don't you think that we should use red and yellow undertones? It's going to be a violent and a sad scene, I think it would work better," she said, not exactly agreeing with her idea of using green undertones.

"I agree," a few people wrote in the chat.

"But ma'am, we probably wouldn't have as much screen time for that scene. Plus, we have a scene inside the hotel's bathroom after that, which they tell us would give off green hues," Marla said, sliding photos till the bathroom set was on the screen.

Y/n hummed, laughing at how she'd absolutely forgotten about that. "Then I'd say that we do put green undertones but less. We need the switch between the scenes to be slightly puzzling – nothing like 'what the hell are they doing in the bathroom now' though," she said, making the other woman laugh and other people text the laughing emojis.

They agreed on trying the directory for the same the next day, and planned out a few more things before bidding goodbyes. Right at that time, Harry and Karan also got up from the couch as the show they were watching just ended.

"Are you done?" Harry asked her, walking behind Karan who seemed to be growing taller and taller everyday. It still mesmerized her, the resemblance between the two – same green eyes, same curly hair, same nose. Only his mouth matched with hers, other than that, he was a ditto copy of Harry.

"Yes," Y/n groaned while getting up, stretching the moment she was on her feet while taking a big yawn. "Not really, just a bit tired from all the screen time," she said when Harry asked her if she was feeling sleepy.

"Serve the dinner, will you? I just quickly need to wind my stuff up." She looked at Harry with pleading and slightly guilty eyes, kissing the corner of her mouth once he mumbled an 'of course.'

"Don't take too much time, though!" He yelled as she hurried up the stairs.

Karan climbed up in his chair on his own with a bit of struggle. He'd finally grown tall enough to be able to sit on the main dinner table, but still he needed a taller chair to sit on.

"Look at you going, already a big boy," Harry grinned at the little one, who was about to turn four this year. A breathy chuckle escaped his mouth when the boy's ears turned pink, he was born a shy persona but that never deterred him from speaking up when he wanted to.

Y/n watched from atop as Harry talked to Karan about the show they were just watching. It had shown some wild animals tonight, from what she could hear. She couldn't help but swoon a little bit on the inside as Karan climbed down the chair with a bit of grunting and helped Harry serve the table.

"Bring me a glass, please," Harry asked the kid just because he was eager to help. "Thank you," he appreciated him once the glass was on the table.

"Y/n –" Harry was about to call for her when he saw her watching him from the doorframe of their room. "C'mon, what are you waiting for?" He laughed, feeling a tad bit of shyness creep up on him when he realized that she'd been watching him.

They've known each other since childhood yet she still manages to turn his ears pink by just her gaze – it was yet another trait that Karan got from Harry.

"Could watch you be a baby daddy all day long. Just makes me feel so hot," she whispered in his ears, grinning when he slapped her bum sneakily.

"Did you tell daddy about the puzzle we solved today?" Y/n asked Karan and melted on the inside when his eyes lit up and he sat upright, suddenly excited and eager to tell Harry all about it.

And Karan's energized talking about the animals was how they spent their time eating dinner. Talking about Karan's puzzle, Harry's practice routine for the next day and Y/n's plans for visiting the set for a run-through were some add-ons in the talk here and there. Once they'd finished, Y/n took Karan up to his room to read him one of his nightly-stories, and lull him to sleep – it was Harry's turn to do the dishes tonight.

The toddler was extra tired today. He'd had football practice for a small upcoming match in his school, solved a lot of math problems and a whole puzzle in one day. So, it only took about four paragraphs of the story in the calming voice of his mother for him to pass out.

Y/n climbed down the stairs as silently as she could and pressed a feather-light kiss on Harry's neck, who didn't get scared in the slightest – probably because he heard her jam her toe in the leg of the dining table.

Harry hummed to acknowledge her presence, loading the last plate into the dishwasher. She stood back patiently, and once he was done, Harry turned around and leaned his bottom on the kitchen counter with his arms crossed in front of his chest.

Then, y/n leaned in to press a chaste kiss onto his lips.

"Mm, someone's feeling needy," he smirked when she pulled back, pulling her in again by her waist when she nodded. "What do you need, love?" Harry asked her, pecking her lips again with a soft smile on his mouth.

"Need to taste you, daddy – been so long," she mumbled, slowly and slowly relaxing into his body.

He continued tracing the outline of her lips, "Is that so?" He asked again, and when she nodded he released her lower lip from under the weight of his thumb, watching it rise back to its place.

"Then we'll put that mouth of yours to a good use," he rasped, reaching for her mouth again as he slid one of his hands on the back of her head, pulling her hair back to give him space to litter her neck in kisses.

When her mouth met his skin, she left open-mouthed kisses on it and bit on a few spots before Harry started pushing her down on her knees. Once she was down, she pulled down his sweats on his command and watched as his cock stood up, already hard. She spit on her palm, lubricating his length as she stroked him.

"Hands behind your back," Harry told her, and started lowering her head on his length when she took him in his mouth. "Fuck," he breathed, watching her as he pushed her lower and lower on him slowly.

He cherished the feeling of her warm mouth on him, and when she reached his base, he let out a groan as the feeling of his tip touching the very back of her throat.

Y/n could taste his salty pre-cum that had started to leak from his slit. It would've been more convenient for her if she could've placed her hands on his thighs, but somehow, this position was only making her panties wetter.

When Harry asked her if she was ready to go, she quickly showed him a thumbs up before holding her wrist behind her back again.

Slowly and slowly, Harry started bringing her head back and forth by his grip on her hair. Her lips wrapped around him felt every vien as he brought her head up till his reddened tip. She managed to take a lick at his slit before he brought her down again, faster this time.

Now, her head was bobbing faster on his cock and with the way her saliva was starting to dribble down her chin, she could feel him pulsing in mouth as she hollowed out her cheeks when she hit the base.

She gagged a bit when Harry pushed in till the back of throat. And then, he quickened the pace.

He held her head in one place as she tried to swallow some of his arosual fucked into her mouth, the sounds of her gagging filling the kitchen. "Fuck- you're doing so well, darling," Harry moaned above her, creating a pace again – his eyes unable to move from the sight of strings of her saliva and his arousal moving with each bob of her head.

He fucked her mouth with a fast pace, his tips dragging along her tongue before hitting the back of her throat with each thrust. "Jesus- fuck," he choked, his hold on her head getting tighter as he began ruthlessly fucking into her mouth.

"Breath from your nose, baby," Harry told her, continuing to thrust his cock deep down her throat by now. She started gurgling on her own saliva and his precum, her arms starting to ache as tears leaked out of her eyes and she clenched around nothing, her pussy feeling like it were ready to be pounded.

"Oh lord," he grunted, slowing down his pace just when Y/n thought he was close to releasing down her throat, he brushed his hand through her hair.

Gradually, Harry pulled out of her mouth and just when she was beginning to think that something had gone wrong, Harry helped her get up on her legs.

She stumbled a bit, her legs a bit numb, and knees hurting because of the hard floor. She freed her arms then as well, holding onto his biceps as she balanced herself.

"Fuck you're such a wreck," Harry breathed, wiping away at her damp skin – not able to tell the difference between her tears and her sweat. "And because of me too," he chuckled, brushing her hair back as she caught up with her breath.

"C'mon, wanted to come down your throat, but I need something else more than that right now," Harry said as he picked her up bridal style in his arms, the veins in his biceps popping out.

"What is it?"

"Need to feel your pussy, darling."

When Harry dropped her on their bed, she immediately got up on her elbows, her knees touching but feet wide apart. "Fill me up, daddy? Want another baby," she whispered, looking at him through her lashes.

Squeezing his eyes shut, Harry groaned, climbing up on the bed while stroking himself. "Fucking hell – 'course I will," he told her as he sat back on his calves in front of her. "Gonna make me daddy of three, aren't you -- since you clear need one at all times, as well?" Harry teased her.

"Open your legs for me, wanna see ya." Y/n did as Harry told her and he swiped his middle finger through her folds, realizing that she was already soaking wet, ready to take him.

"Gonna give you all my babies, darling. Gonna fill you up to the brim and get you pregnant again," he rasped, lining himself against her hole, wetting his tip. "Fuckin' missed watching your belly swell up with a baby – my baby, " he said while watching himself disappear inside her pussy.

Beginning to thrust into her, Harry's hand came to knead one of her boobs. "Need to see you breastfeed a little one again – see those leaking nipples," he choked out, so turned on that he already felt close to climaxing.

"Gonna come for daddy, love?" Harry cooed at her, feeling her thighs begin to shake around his hips already. "Give it to y' husband."

Y/n lied there under him, shaking and moaning as the knot in her belly moved lower and lower. "Gonna cum- fuck –" she coughed, shaking harder as her skin felt like it was on fire when Harry started rubbing her clit.

"Come for Daddy, darling. Doing so good," Harry praised her, increasing his pace as he felt his own balls tighten. As he thumbed tighter and faster circles on her sensitive bundle of nerves, he felt her walls clenching around him.

"So good for me, so fuckin' good around me – fucking made for me," Harry grunted, feeling like he was going to combust.

"Co-coming daddy – O-Oh I'm cuming fuck-" Y/n stuttered, her back arching as Harry fucked into her pussy mercilessly. She could feel him pulsing inside her, and once he hit her g-spot again, she felt like she had been electricuted as she came on his cock.

Her cum went everywhere as Harry continued fucking into her, the bed creaking under his pace. "So good for daddy, look how much you came," he chuckled breathlessly, looking down where she had soaked him and the mattress, white strings of her cum sticking to his base.

Y/n intionally cleanched around him again, lying fucked out of her mind and breathless.

"Good girl- that's a good fucking girl," Harry cursed before he shot ropes of his cum deep in her pussy. Ramming into her pussy until she had milked him dry, he finally stopped when some of his cum started spilling out of her.

"Gonna fill you up again, make sure I put a baby in you," Harry told her as he wiped sweat off his forehead – grinning down at her when she hooked her arms under her knees, giving him full access to her pussy.

"Daddy's gonna give it to you good, sweet girl," Harry said gleefully, laughing when Y/n managed to swat at his chest.

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ednamode1 · 1 month

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I’m obsessed✨ and you will be too😮‍💨

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judassprince · 1 year

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Thinking about helping to masturbate a boy into trance. Particularly with how sensitive tcocks are, it’s so easy for repetitive rubbing to become hypnotic, moving fingers round and round. Making spirals around the bottom growth that play on all the sensitive nerves.

Making pleasure the only thing a boy can think about until he’s dumb and drooling and completely hypnotized by his cock. Eyes glazed and empty when he’s ready to nod along and agree with whatever you tell him because it feels too good to question what’s happening 😵‍💫🥺

#Speaking from experience as the dom and sub this is extremely good and hot. And I highly recommend it for all your boy brainwashing needs.#judas speaks #hypnokink #ftm hypnokink #dicknosis

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1ign0rant2 · 1 year

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me liking a specific character x dom top male reader fic that didn't have top male reader before:

me when Tumblr recommends me the specific character x sub bottom male/female reader:

#im def not talking about jake sully #top male reader #avatar movie #yeah def not talking about him or homelander #homelander #the boys #:) yeah #dom male reader #seme male reader #male reader #i have not in a million years liked a bottom reader fic #SO FUCKING STOP RECOMMENDING ME IT PLEASE #thank you

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kissmehome28 · 1 year

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You can't tell me Jude wasn't pegging Cardan and he wasn't enjoying it their whole reign.

#dom!reader #the folk of the air #jude duarte #cardan greenbriar #faerie #bd/sm lifestyle #domme/sub #book recommendations #booklover #bookworm #book quotations #the stolen heir #tfotaedit #tfota fanfic #the wicked king #the queen of nothing #the cruel prince

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myfavoriteficss · 2 years

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hard time rn, know any funny wanda stories? ill take literally anything, just need a mood booster

Here are some lighthearted Wanda fics. Hope these make you feel better!

Wanda Maximoff - Funny Fics

Written by: @fortuositywritings

I Said No

Terms & Conditions

Love Bug

Tattoo Heart

Written by: @abimess

The Annoying Jumper

The Oblivious Lover

There’s a Grain of Truth in Every Jest

A Chaotic Visit to the Dentist

Written by: @alwaysmarveling

Rock Band

Written by: @bonkie-barnes

Surgery Shenanigans

Written by: @forever-your-soldat

Drunken Stupor

Written by: @married2myphone

Absolutely Hate that Bitch

Written by: @missmonsters2

A Cat-astrophe, Speak More

Songs For You

Written by: @reminiscingtonight

Accidentally in Love

Written by: @wellsayhelloaagin

Little Blue Shells

#inbox response #wanda maximoff #wanda maximoff x reader #wanda x reader #wanda maximoff imagine #wanda maximoff x you #dom’s recommendations

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rosetinted-escape · 1 month

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I played the solo from The Handler the full way through today. The STAMINA required is INSANE. The website I use for tabs says the handler is EASIER than like, Supermassive Black Hole or Psycho. There is no way.

#ITS SO FUN THOUGH!!!!#i would 100% recommend learning it if you play guitar #drones album #matt bellamy #muse band #chris wolstenholme #dom howard #ive been learning it for about a week now and this is the first time ive managed it at full speed the whole way through

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pastelclovds · 9 months

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BESTIE LET US SEE THOSE ACCOUNTS

i gotchu, here is my dom!reader blog recommendations, part two.

@odetodilfs || @infrunamie || @fakecries || @knightonio

@seveett || @mathquiz || @scruus || @slowbison

@plaguechyld || @keeganbrainmush || @therealdisneyfan2319

@purfait || @yarelia || @fatigueeed || @taurder

@narcissistshandler || @yaekiss || @submenarehotties

@karteinss || @incculum || @havensins || @chaepink

@f4nrir || @laraleafs || @tuhtofu || @mysicklove

@demoaner || @apocalypzx

i hope you enjoy these blogs as much as i do! 🫶

here’s the link to my first dom!reader blog recommendations! 💜

#pastelclovds #dom reader #top reader #sub character #dom!reader #top!reader #top male reader #dom male reader #dom top reader #top gn reader #reading recommendations

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vampirepunks · 1 month

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Higgs Monaghan's MBTI + Enneagram Typology (pt. 2)

(disclaimer: this is my opinion based on deep character study, eight or so years of special interest in typology, and subjective interpretation. if you wanna argue, good luck finding my PDB. friendly debate is fine.)

MBTI: ENTP (Ne-Ti-Fe-Si)

Enneagram: 7w8

Instinctual Variant: sx/sp

Tritype: 782

(part one: mbti deep dive)

(Sam analysis)

As an ENTP, Higgs is right at home in enneagram 7. However, he's an interesting flavor of ENTP 7, due to his sexual instinctual variant, 8 wing + secondary fix, and emotional center in 2. Let's start with the basics.

Enneagram 7 Overview Basic Fear: Of being deprived and trapped in pain Basic Desire: To be happy, satisfied, to find fulfillment Fixation: Planning Trap: Idealism Passion: Gluttony

Deprived and trapped in pain, huh? Considering Higgs' backstory as an abused child locked away from the outside world, forcefully told there was no life outside the four walls of his home, denied the ability to explore and discover, punished for basic curiosity, this makes perfect sense. Higgs experienced extreme repression of his natural instincts, denial of his basic emotional and psychological needs, and had no means to escape the constant abuse he suffered. Remember, the common belief is that one's MBTI type is innate, while enneagram theory hinges on the acquisition of negative traits stemming from warped self-beliefs manifested by the impact of inevitable social oppression and possibly even trauma. The enneagram dips closer to psychology and sociology than MBTI (still pseudoscience tho, Naranjo was a hack and is very worthy of criticism) and thus is a lot more logical in its foundations. Hence, I strongly believe that any MBTI type can be any enneagram, due to the breadth of human experience, it's just a matter of conflicting cognition and instincts. Don't fight me on this one, y'all, I'm working on my sociology B.A., I can go back and forth all day about this stuff. I'm gonna get banned from PDB any day now for the arguments I get into.

It's not hard to understand why "be happy and fulfilled" became the crux of Higgs' pursuits. Enneagram 7 takes this most basic human desire, "be happy," and crafts it into an obsession. Until they overcome their fix and passion, 7 will never be satisfied. (cough cough, intelligent eyes in a hunger-pang frame... ahem. sorry, sorry, something stuck in my throat there. moving on.)

Enneagram 7 treats life as one grand stage, where anything can happen if you just want it badly enough. Thus, 7 is hedonistic, rebellious, undisciplined in one way or another, driven towards wish fulfillment, egotistical, persuasive, and extremely seductive, with some variants of 7 exhibiting charlatanism and fraudulence.

Sexual 7

Instinctual variants are the result of the enneagram type's passion invading an area of the social life and self, dominating its expression. There are three realms here: sexual (not always explicitly in the adult sense, this refers to one-on-one relationships, intimacy, etc), social, and self-preservation.

So, obviously sexual 7 is the result of gluttony + the sexual instinct. sx7 traits include: talkativeness, grandiosity and exaggeration, exhibitionism of personality and style, invasive tendencies, brazen audacity, obliviousness, magical thinking, relationship difficulties, self-indulgence, hypersensitivity, anti-hierarchical escapism, and intolerance for frustration.

Put simply, sx7 has their head in the clouds. Ichazo nicknamed this subtype "suggestibility." Although I really dislike Naranjo, he made an excellent point when he said, "The sexual seven is not earthly, but heavenly. He is not interested in the things of this world. It is the gluttony of the things of a higher and more advanced world. The sexual E7 is what we could call a dreamer[...] His passion is to dream, to go towards the sweetness of the imagined instead of contacting the ordinary and not so interesting reality."

Higgs is a showman. He paints everything in metaphor, in literature, in poetry, in history, in performances and masks and shadow theater. When captured in the literal view, Higgs' life is one tragedy after another, with no rhyme or reason, no grand answer to "why me," no satisfying conclusion to make an adoring audience cry for him. In the meta, fourth-wall breaking sense, the player becomes that for him. He looks us in the eye and asks, "Isn't this what you've been waiting for this whole time?" and prances around putting on a good show as we give him the attention and recognition he craves; we observe, we react, and a few of us see him. For a few moments, we live in his tragedy, we smile at his one-liners, we laugh at his bad behavior, and in those precious moments, he isn't alone. He's still at it, winking at the camera in the DS2 trailer when he quips about porters having to pull the trigger sometimes, a sly little, "I know what you did. You're not better than me. You get it."

But let's peel back that layer. Higgs is a mask. Let's talk about Peter.

Yeah, Peter, who was destroyed time and time again by his stubborn drive to believe, no matter how many times it got him hurt, nearly killed, even. Peter, who believed his way into stepping into a new world with a new sky. Peter, who believed his way into becoming a terrorist. Peter, who believed his way into Amelie's puppet master hands. Peter, who believed until the moment the carrot was snatched away and he met the stick face-first. Peter, the child whose only crime was being curious, became a grown man with his dreams shattered entire, with no innocence left to call his own, no one to save him, and no way out. So what was there to do but construct new dreams, nightmares made ideal, to build anew an image of himself as "the bridge that brings the extinction" in service of a greater power? Dreamer turned apostle, Saint Peter having the faith that he could walk on water. Except Amelie didn't pull him out when he sank. (Sam did, but that's a completely different conversation.)

Higgs built up a world of magic, because his real life was tragic, and in the end, Amelie forced him to bury the castle.

sx7 traps themselves in false hope, breezing through the world with witty speeches, talking, talking, talking, coasting by on charm and an energetic demeanor to mask their anxiety. This is right at home in the possibility-obsessed, silver-tongued ENTP, but the sensitivities of sx7 soften the ENTP personality quite a bit, amplifying their vulnerabilities and making them all too easy to manipulate. This is a personality that needs someone to protect them, and to teach them to protect themselves, which Higgs never had. Coffin tried, but fate had other ideas, and she became another loss upon his shoulders.

Self-Preservation 7 (secondary)

Now, on PDB, almost everyone has voted Higgs as sx/so, and I get why, but I believe Higgs is very social-blind and not countertype. The last instinct in a stack is a personality's blind spot, their weak point, the thing they struggle with, try to ignore, and overcompensate for. For Higgs, that's the social instinct. The self-pres and social instincts are conflated a lot in 7, due to this type’s inherent need for outward validation; their cool exterior conceals fear of inferiority and deprivation. 7 is arguably the most extroverted of the enneagram thus their self-preservation needs are heavily dependent on the presence of other people and having a clear role within a group. They often create family units and can appear similar to the so8 via their proclivity for creating a “tribe” for themselves, a group they nurture and in turn are protected by. Thus, sp7s are characterized as defenders in spite of their obvious self-interest. sx/sp 7s are often warm, charismatic people. Combined with an 8 fix, they're quite intense. In a well-read ENTP, this is a personality that could sell ice in the Arctic, and people gravitate towards their ability to sell their dream. "Together, we'll carry packages from sea to shining sea."

Many of Higgs’ deeper issues can be explained through the aforementioned developed Fe + social-blindness + a 2 fix in his emotional center. Having grown up completely isolated from the world, there’s no way he could be anything but soc-blind. His self-sacrifice is cognitive compensation for social deficiency and expression of a moral righteousness generated by his sx7-driven idealism, not an instinctual social egotism and rejection of gluttony. More on this when we get to his 2 fix. sp7 is the closest of the 7 variants to the literal definition of gluttony. They yearn for indulgence in every way.

Now, let's talk about that 8 wing and tritype secondary fix

Enneagram 8 is known for its aggression before all else, and it has a strong pull on any personality that has it in their wing or tritype. The 7w6 is flighty, much more risk-averse, and they work to satisfy their gluttony by seducing others into feeding their cravings for them, holding back to explore all possibilities, and they seek assurance that they're making the right choices, whereas 7w8 knows what they want and they'll take it if they have to. The 8 wing adds a heavy-handed, decisive edge to the 7 personality; 7w6 pushes back when the world closes in on them, 7w8 pushes forward against the world to make sure they're never restricted to begin with. Thus, the sx7 with an 8 wing displays much more sexual aggression (licking people!) and is inclined to show dominance. They're self-protective, they don't like to share their toys, and they won't let anyone take what's theirs. See: "gonna make [Sam] regret ever fucking with me and mine." This makes the 7w8 a powerful protector, a fierce enemy... and a nervous wreck prone to covering up fear with violence, anger, and provocation. This sort of aggression is a tendency in the standard 7w8, but with an 8 fix added to the tritype, it becomes a leading trait. This is particularly interesting in an ENTP, as they aren't typically aggressive by nature; they seek conflict for entertainment's sake, without malice, looking to test people and expand their own worldview through discourse. The ENTP 7w8 with an 8 tritype fix, on the other hand, takes up stronger convictions, greater stubbornness, and an impatience for people who won't bend to their whims. They often go looking to convince people they're right, getting frustrated when they aren't heard. ("You just don't get it, do you?") Further, when 8 invades the sexual instinct, secondary to a 7 fix, you get a personality that wants to possess the hearts and minds of their closest loved ones, fears abandonment, would die to protect one of their own, and knows better than to bite the hand that feeds.

Finally, the tertiary 2 fix

Enneagram 2 is a nurturer. 2 generously gives of themselves, constantly fixating on everyone else's needs. This is a personality that would give another person the shirt off their own back if they asked. Important thing to understand: their help isn't free. They might say it is, but 2 unconsciously expects to be rewarded and praised for helping others. Overall, this fits well with Higgs' secondary instinctual alignment in sp7. 7 fears being deprived, while 2 fears that no one appreciates them, and they mask this insecurity with a show of humility and an insistence that they were merely doing the right thing. They reason that if they meet everyone else's needs, their own needs will be taken care of in reciprocity. Meanwhile, they minimize those needs, making themselves as small and convenient as possible, denying they have needs at all. With an sx/sp alignment and a secondary 8 fix, this becomes a push-pull internal conflict between "I don't need anything, really" and "Give me what I need or else." I firmly believe that part of why Higgs' betrayal of Fragile was so malicious was a subconscious urge to punish her for not being... you guessed it... what he needed.

Let's go back to the point from post no. 1 about Higgs having highly developed Fe. In his youth, every time Higgs found himself in a new social situation, he responded with skepticism and instinctual aversion to social connection. It took time and persuasion for him to warm up to the idea of group politics; he’s only convinced when he realizes he’s needed and stands to have his own needs fulfilled in turn. Most people try to place Higgs' emotional center in enneagram 4 (which, when modulated by the sx-instinct and an 8 wing, can get downright nasty due to the fixation with envy and the aggression of 8) but frankly... I think that's lazy analysis.

Higgs’ initial reluctance to accept his DOOMS for what it was and subsequent secretiveness about killing to maintain it for his own survival screams 2. Higgs doesn’t self-victimize or wish to be special. Rather, he conceals his own needs and justifies his actions through a belief that he’s undertaking a selfless path. (“I’m an altruist now, I live to help other people[…] Community’s what it’s all about.”) He needs the world to need him and deteriorates when his role is threatened. In his time leading the West, people loved him and relied on him, but that wasn’t enough for him. Because he’s soc-blind and sx-dom, he only feels truly seen, fulfilled, and appreciated when he has attention and approval through a one-on-one relationship, such as with Coffin, Fragile, Amelie, etc., and he obsessively pursues the same recognition from Sam. (It’s worth acknowledging this is also indicative of disordered attachment, anxious-avoidant type.) When he fails, he falls back on the self-pres instinct, so… pizza, anyone?

Amelie initially lured him with the deceptive promise of enough power to create the better, freer, fairer world he was striving for. In his mind: save the world = save himself. Can’t save the world? Can’t save himself, time to take the whole thing down with him and call it mercy. That’s an unhealthy 2 heart center, believing he can only meet his own needs by rescuing everyone else, projecting his own turmoil onto others. He convinces himself he’s doing the right thing, giving the world what it needs. While his thirst for wide-scale justice is genuine, he exhibits an intense craving for attention, intimacy, and recognition, becoming suddenly naive and vulnerable when someone offers what he lacks. Conversely, he’s antagonistic, aloof, aggressive, and ego-defensive when his needs are denied or threatened.

Conclusion

Higgs' most basic of needs were denied from a young age, and as an ENTP, he's inherently driven to hedonism, has a need for an intellectual playmate/trustworthy equal, and craves a balance between novelty and safety, so he’s gluttonous towards intimate relationships and a sense of security. His sx7 alignment means he dreams big and loud, constructing kingdoms in his mind and a personal narrative where he's the hero in shining armor, free to explore the world as he wishes and save it while he's at it. His sp7 secondary means he thirsts for his own means of survival and the assurance of it, going out of his way to endear himself to others and become indispensable to guarantee that survival. His 8 fix means he's assertive, strong-willed, aggressively self-protective, and highly possessive of anything he views as "belonging" to him. His 2 fix means he needs others to need him, needs to feel important in his loved ones' lives, needs to have his efforts rewarded, needs a larger role to fulfill, and most of all, needs to know that he's allowed to need things. As an sx7, he's comfortable with wanting things, but that 2 fix means needs are unacceptable for him to express.

Becoming Higgs—embodying a self-righteous, pharaoh-inspired persona—was the only way he could cope with the injustice and deprivation he suffered. (Coffin: “There was such a fear in him, but beneath that a terrible anger[…] That poor boy…”)

Mature-but-unhealthy ENTP 782 at its finest. Feet on the ground, head in the clouds. In conclusion, I want to fuck him so bad it makes me look stupid. What a man.

#literally obsessed with the fact that he has the exact mirror of my personality type #intj: ni-te-fi-se. entp: ne-ti-fe-si. alter egos. he's 7w8 i'm 8w7. he's soc-blind and i'm soc-dom. so on so forth #i could fix him and he could make me worse <3 #to sum up: this is a horse girl movie and i imagine myself to be The Special Girl who's the only one that can ride (😏😏😏) the wild stallion #i'm delulu about it actually. very fun. highly recommend. but watch out it'll hurt your sanity forever and people will def look at u funny #:)))))))#✨✨self-awareness✨✨#mbti #enneagram #personality typology #character study #entp #higgs monaghan #death stranding #logan.txt

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Girlies(GN) if there's one fic you have to read it's THIS ok? It's hot af.

Soft. Sugar daddy. Professor. Gale. need I say more?

#gale of waterdeep #quietly recommends fic #professor dekarios my beloved #the author and I share braincells #gale dekarios #baldur's gate 3 #my niche kink is fed😭#He's also Dom!Gale!!!

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0oolookitsme · 6 months

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So Despicable

Type - A One-Shot (yet again!)

Verse - Singer!Harry x Ceo!Y/n

Word Count - 2.1k

Warnings - Uses of degrading slurs such as slut and whore. Do not read if that's not your cup of tea!

A/n - Legit posting this an hour late and I'm sorry! I just finished proofreading and am right away posting this. Not exactly my best, but it's good! Hoping you'll think the same hahah <3

Kinks - Sir Kink, Degradation Kink, Choking and Begging (if you squint)

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As she turned the lock of her house, Y/n felt like her knees would simply give out if it took one more second to get the door to open. On the final twist of the key, she pushed the door open and immediately swung her purse on top of the shoe rack.

Bending to undo her heels, she left them thrown there and walked further inside the house. She was confused when she didn't find Harry downstairs but nevertheless poured herself a glass of water.

If he weren't down here, then he must be up in their bedroom or his office. Dreadfully, she climbed up the stairs, her shoulders droopy and her back aching after the long day. "Harry?" She called out, hoping that he would hear her and come out. Alas, he didn't.

She looked around in all the rooms before going inside the bedroom, dropping her body onto the mattress right away. After lying in silence for no more than a few seconds, she got up and fished her phone out of her purse – pressing on Harry's contact before putting the phone on speaker and stripping her clothes.

"'ello?" He answered, his voice serious in a way that made her doubt if he didn't know it was her on the other end of the call.

"Where are you, H?" She questioned him right away, picking the phone back up when the only clothings on her body were her under garments. "Searched the whole house, didn't find you."

It was silent for a moment, and Y/n felt that something was off. "I'm in the gym, didn't hear you come in," he said in that same tone and it was starting to make her skin crawl.

"Oh, I didn't check the gym. When are you going to be done?" She asked, fidgeting with her fingers as her mind raced a million miles per second to come up with all the things that she could've done or said wrong.

Yet, she came up empty. Harry wasn't the one to go to gym after noon, it happened rarely – mostly if he had been out and about during the morning time. So, it was clear that he was avoiding her.

"Dunno, should be done in half an hour," he said and she could tell he was doing push ups or something else by the sound of his strained voice and heavy breathing.

"Okay, I'm going in the shower," Y/n told him before he agreed and cut the call.

Taken aback, she shut out the situation before jumping into the shower and letting the warm water wash away all the stress off her muscles. After rinsing her hair rid of the shampoo, she came out of the shower, water still dripping from the ends of her hair.

When she turned around, her hand immediately went to her chest on a sharp intake of breath. "Fucking hell, Harry," she exhaled deeply, heat creeping up the back of her neck once she realised how ridiculous it was of her to get scared by the sight of him seated on their bed.

She just hadn't expected him to be there, that's all. "I'm sure there's still water left, I didn't shower for too long," she told him while walking towards their closet.

"Drop the towel and come here," Harry said, his voice deep and low. She couldn't help but ask him to repeat himself, caught off guard. "I won't repeat again, Y/n. Drop the towel, and come here," he said again, this time weighing down on each word as he spoke.

His arms were crossed across his chest, the veins more prominent because of his recent workout session. One of his legs dangled off the bed while the other one was folded. Nothing but a white undervest covered his upper half, a short pair of shorts clinging to his thighs.

Hesitant but because of her trust in him, Y/n dropped her towel and walked to him. Uncertainty and anticipation caused her hands to start fidgeting again. Slowly but surely, she reached right where he was sitting on the bed, her hands seemingly frozen on her sides as she stood upright, unable to move any further.

"Lay across my lap," Harry said, unfolding his leg and laying it straight on the bed to make the spot comfortable for her.

Y/n did so, all of the silence and holding-back of Harry was causing her brain to spiral. But one thing she knew was that whatever was coming, it wasn't going to be very holy.

She felt Harry's cold hand grab her ass before he started massaging it. That's when she knew she had surely done something wrong, because he was punishing her.

His palm met her ass cheek with a sharp blow, causing her to jerk forward. "Count for me," he told her, kneading her other cheek before hitting it with the same blow.

"2," Y/n counted, her voice shaking with thrill.

Harry watched her bum jiggle at the impact, the skin already begining to grow red. He stopped kneading the skin by the fifth blow when he couldn't hear pain in her voice. Now, he was just spanking – one side before the other. He was going at a fast pace, his hits unrelentlessly hard as he finally began hearing despair in her voice.

He kept going, not giving the skin much time before slapping it again.

"P-please, Harry–" Y/n stuttered, stopping when he gave a especially hard hit on her ass.

"What do you say? Have you forgotten your manners?" Harry said, his voice sterner than ever and Y/n was beginning to feel like he was being unnecessarily mean to her.

"Sir – It's Sir." She blabbered, answering him as if he would give her a reward. Yet, she was met with another hard spank. "W-what-ever have I done wrong, Sir?" She asked desperately, still lost on the cause for this side of him boiling up to the surface.

"A pathetic mess already? Can see your cunt glistening," he mocked her, swiping one of his fingers through her folds. "What have you not done wrong today? Cut my calls, answered back in short answers as if I were wasting your time, didn't even tell me if you were going to be back for the night or not," he answered her, massaging her bum.

"Didn't even apologize to me," he said, his eyes fallen into angry slits as he slapped her ass harshly.

He pushed her off of his lap and watched her roll over, unable to balance herself and get up. "Can't do anything right, can you?" Harry said as he pulled her up by her shoulders and sat her on her bottom.

She moved around, her bum hurting too much for her to sit on it. "Hurts," she whimpered, the corners of her eyes moist and wet hair sticking to the skin on her back, neck and forehead.

"Of course it does. Wouldn't have done it if it pleased you."

Both of them knew it pleased her. And if they didn't, then her juicy cunt would have surely given her away. She sat on her calves in front of him, her hands in her lap as she looked anywhere but in his eyes.

"Still, you aren't apologizing." Harry pointed out, causing her to flush. But before she could say anything, Harry pushed at her chest so she would fall on her back on the soft mattress.

Her legs immediately fell open in order for her to get comfortable, and just as she took notice, Harry's hand had already met her pussy in a harsh slap.

"Instead, you're pathetically dripping out of your hole," Harry sneered, slapping her puffy pussy again. A wet noise came from the impact and when he brought his hand back up, the string of her arousal connected them.

"So despicable you are."

Y/n jerked each time Harry hit her cunt, her thighs aching to close and protect her core yet she knew better than to do that. She counted each hit and once she counted the tenth slap, Harry dragged a finger across her dripping hole and covered her clit with her own arousal.

"I've been punishing you over here, and you've done nothing but drip out of that needy hole and blabber out the shit I've asked you to." Harry said as if he were disgusted. "Can't think of anything else with that dumb little brain of yours, can you?" He tsk'd at her, shaking his head.

He pinched her clit, laughing hoarsely when she instinctively closed her thighs shut. "Hook your hands under your knees," Harry instructed her and once she had done that, he was glad to have full access to her pussy.

He pinched her clit again, this time not releasing the hissing hold. With his other hand, he filled her hole with two of his fingers right away – sliding them in and out with great ease due to her wetness.

"Such a poor little thing you are, getting off on being a pretty whore – on me being mean to you," Harry crooned.

When she started to moan, he took her panties that she had taken off of herself before going into the shower, and stuffed them into her mouth. Pathetically enough, she hadn't stopped moaning even with the cloth in her mouth. The noise came out muffled, which Harry seemed to enjoy.

He then created an unrelenting pace, his back crouching in order to give all his strength in fucking her. He was still pinching her swollen clit, a grin plastered on his mouth as he heard the wet noises her pussy was making.

Her clit had grown red in colour due to his harsh pinch that didn't seem to know how to release its hold. "Fuck – fuck , sir. Sir I'm coming, I'm coming I'm so close –" Y/n stuttered as her body shook violently, her face scrunched up in pain and pure ecstasy.

Her body burned and her pussy pulsed as Harry continued fucking her with his fingers mercilessly. "What do you say?" Harry cooed at her, impossibly increasing his pace. "What do you say, my darling slut?"

Her eyes glazed over at the slur, tears springing in her eyes as she felt the knot begin to lower in her tummy.

"Can I please– please cum, Sir?" She said with great strain in a voice, like she was holding back.

"Why are you holding back? Not going to comply with your sir, hm?" Harry asked her his voice shaking due to his violent movement. "Guess I'll just deny you the permission, then."

Harry got off on dominating her. After all, she dominated all of the people around her, especially the ones in her office. She always had a hunger to control people, so the fact that he got to control what she would do or not do, dominate and manhandle her, and be mean to her like she was to most of her employees who deserved to be fired, he felt absolutely euphoric.

"Can I please cum," she cried out, her body shaking vigorously. "May I – may I please cum, Sir?" She cried again, repeating her request until it turned into beg for him to let her cum.

"Please, Sir!" She yelled, knowing that she wouldn't be able to hold back. "Please – please, let me come Sir," she kept on begging.

"Ah okay okay, don't need to be so annoying about it," Harry rolled his eyes, watching in amazement as she became a shouting mess.

He felt as her walls clenched around his fingers, and pinched her clit a bit harder. He heard her let out a final cry before she finally gushed all over his hand.

He maintained his pace as her cum spurted around due to his force. She arched off of the bed and pushed into his hand while heaving gibberish. "Fuck – fuck," she stammered, when he stopped and put his mouth on her – lapping at her as if he hadn't quenched his thirst all day.

"P-please, sir – sensitive," she whimpered, now trying to pull away from his mouth but unable to do so because of the position he had put her in. Her legs ached, but his palms laid flat on the back of her thighs as he sucked at her clit.

Harry finally detached his mouth from her and rose up, wiping his mouth with the back of his clean hand. He put the hand that was covered in her juices in front of her mouth, and ordered her to suck.

When she licked his hand clean, he wrapped it around her neck in a choking manner and weighed on it when he leaned down to get closer to her.

"See? You can be good, too." He grinned, pecking her cheek as she turned her face away from him to hide her rosy cheeks.

"God, I love you no matter what you be – my pathetic slut or my pleasing little darling," he chuckled, nipping at her jaw.

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