pillow princess Jackie version please!!
this is kinda just normal jackie.....🐰🐰🐰💭
i stand by the fact that jackie will never give you head unless it's a special occasion. like your birthday, valentines day, or some time in the future during your honeymoon...
she's very vocal!!!! at least when she's not too brainless to speak :3
it's hard to get her to shut up and you've received countless complaints from your apartment neighbors + the girls, so of course you have gags for her!
she LOVES it. manhandle her in any way and she's creaming through her panties
i feel like i have to mention the chastity belt here too...but you Do have to punish her for being so lazy and never giving you oral (you really dont mind it because jackie taylor is one of those girls who was made to be used and look pretty) Locking her up after edging her for a while :(
torn between thinking of jackie with bush or jackie shaving because she wants to be clean and always ready for you....
either way, you're digging in!!! you love to just make out with her pussy for a few minutes to tease her but also because its so pretty and pink >__<
when she's really needy, she'll straight up just grab your face/hands and place it on her thigh while taking off her underwear
i need to eat it from behind....just once Please i beg of you. toying with her asshole while your tongues inside of her...you've never done anal with her but you're surprised she keeps begging you to sink your thumb further into her hole
and goddd she feels so full :( it's become a Thing now where she wears a BUNNY plug whenever you go down on her so she'll always be prepped for your fingers :3
i dont have anything else to say except jackie with bunny lingerie.
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omfg bruhhhhh
yall want me to believe Choso “on sight before his feet even land on the floor” Kamo is some pathetic whiney crybaby? Like why is every fic so… ugh i want him to fight back. Somebody please tag me or drop a link for assertive/ aggresive/ dominant choso! (Prefferably black reader)
like do i gotta write it myself?
Choso who meets you when you both come in late at night its 2am and youre standing in the hall talking about whatever the hell a middle part buss down is. He doesnt care he just wish you werent so loud… in your shared hall.
you glare at him because who was he talking too! You pay the same amount of rent as him and to damn much at that they should be lucky you werent in the lounge making ramen watching their t.v right now.
It doesnt get better when you bang on his door asking him to turn his music down cause why was he playing last resort by papa roach at 3:30am on a wednesday. He opens the door in a hoodie and tight calvin klein boxers and your eyes drift for a second until the next rock song starts up this time in japanese and he has the audacity to have an annoyed expresion with you!
”did you want something or did you just want to stare” he glares annoyed with a steady voice though youre expecting him to snap.
“Who answers the door in their boxers have some decorum” you respond half embarassed that he caught you. “And your music is loud… some of us have jobs in the morning” and you storm off not leaving any room for backtalk.
the next time he sees you is a few days later when youre both rushing out and slam into another his shirt and leather jacket falling to the floor with your purse falling sending your wallet down the hall and lip gloss shattering that dior gloss was not cheap.
”are you fucking kidding me” he hisses and you notice hes shirtless silver bars through his nipples and a few tattoos littered across his chest.
”you got a real stairing problem there princess” which makes you smirk.
“you look like a 1st grade art project… line work isnt half bad its just the asshole its attatched to” you retort collecting your items not realizing a few slipped from your wallet.
it was maintenance day you didnt have time to worry about shit it was hair lashes nails toes and a fresh tattoo and belly piercing your friend finally found an artist that did both and had clean work.
youre all smiles and sunshine walking into C.K. Parlor even enjoying the convo with the pink haired male receptionist whos so sweet mentioning this was his brothers shop but something about this guy looks familiar.
“Hes so hot” your friend gushes making you turn around and groan at the sight of your annoying ass neighbor.
”couldnt get enough bothering me home so you come here” he teases but theres something so stoicly calm about his anger… its more so mild annoyance.
”i actually came to get a tattoo and piercing but i think ill pass” you speak not wanting to admit you actually loss your credit card but youre here for moral support for your friend who now that you look at her looks like she doesnt need it.
”youre already here dont tell me youre chicken… come on ill even do it for free”
”free?” Oh that had your attention.
“mhmmm lets call it a truce no more loud… anything just being good neighbors”
and its not long before youre on the table the design being shaded into your spine and he admires how you just take it… his mind does begin to drift to if you can take anything else when he notices how pretty you look today.
he actually loves white on your toes and the crisp french tip on your hands. Its when he notices the snake tattoo wrapped around your wrist that he realizes you might be interesting and not just some stuck up—
“you wanted your belly pierced too right?” He ask and if someone wouldve told you that youd be half dressed infront of your neighbor Today you wouldnt believe it. Hes professional and doesnt even glance at the double d’s you have in your lace bra… ok he did but you didnt notice at all.
you thought you seen his ears burn red but hes quick to turn away disposing of the needle and your completely suprised by how soft and careful his hands are… ahem he is.
”and maybe we can actually be nice to another” he says softly holding out your credit card that you dropped earlier.
your truce last all of 5 days. It wasnt your fault meg the stallion announced she was going on tour and you couldnt help the screams of joy and to blast her music.
you dont expect anyone to bang on your door or barge in when you open it.
”excuse the fuck out of me” you hiss slamming your door facing him when you notice hes looking past your face and down at your body.
you were wearing a dark purple lace bra and underwear the silver belly ring he initially put in switched out for a dangly silver one with a dragon that matched your tattoo and yes it was to early to change.
”my eyes are up here”
”please. Nothing i havent seen before princess actually it kind of looks like the black one” he smirks watching the fury in your eyes as you look for something to cover up.
”get the fuck out”
he saunters (the god damn audacity) out but not without pressing his whole body into you as if the walkway wasnt wide enough making sure to press himself into your ass leaning down to your ear.
”good night princess” and you dont have to look at him to know hes smirking but that raspy voice does something to you.
that night you go to bed with 3 orgasms… what dont make that face you had a voice kink and couldnt help it.
he smirks when he sees you the next day and you try to ignore him as he unlocks his car door.
”sleep well? You know the walls are thin and im sure our bedrooms share a wall”
you make a mental note to get on apartment finder tonight.
”im sure that was your first time ever hearing a womans moans outside of porn” you hiss back you werent no weak bitch.
and he wasnt a cliche man his taunts went further then just an insult back, hed give you more content for tonight. After all he was helping you help him.
”just be a good girl for me and let me hear everything tonight alright princess” he utters in a deep octave that makes your breathing stutter and you cant form a proper sentence and any insult is going to be childish.
you of course try to walk off but he grabs your arm pulling you closely his large hand spreading across your lower back.
”did i say i was done… look up at me” and you bite your lip to keep your jaw off the floor this man was wicked and you were not about to play with a devil.
”youre such a pretty mess” he adds in watching the gloss in your eyes before you come to your senses pushing him off heading fown the street.
”wrong direction princess” and you were headed the other way but you should probably just head back inside to change underwear.
and if he could hear you through the wall you were going to put on a show, you make sure even whine moan groan whimper and cry can be heard through these thin ass walls honestly you were so sensitive from overstimulating yourself… It was his fault.
You do everything in your power to avoid him the next few days that post nut clarity knocking some sense into you.
You actually have no idea how wrecked he’s been. How wrecked you had him! He needs to hear it again.
he might turn slightly yandere for you.
its when you get a call at 1am and of course youre up you had actually just got out the shower.
”is this your payback” he hisses into the phone though you arent sure what hes talking about.
”how the fuck did you get my number? Doesnt matter bye”
“stop it just listen” he grunts catching your attention “i just need you to be a good girl for me just once i promise” he nearly begs and you have a wicked idea of what he’s doing on the other side of the phone.
you listen to every command, praise and groan his sultry voice lets out your fingers and sheets soaked
“you did such a good job baby, you deserve a reward how about you cum for me” he grunts sending both of you to your end him losing it to the sound of your orgasm.
“i wanna take you out on a date” and thats when you hang up not in the mood for his antics.
hes serious though, he takes you to the finest seafood restaurant with expensive alcohol you cant pronounce he even gets you a dress to wear, suprising you with a new dior lip gloss…3 actually.
”thats how many times you orgasmed through the wall the first night…” you thank God for your brown skin and him not being able to see you blush. He genuinely takes the time for you to get to know another subtly throwing in praises.
by the time you get back to the car your a wreck hair frizzing from your body overheating already.
your legs are rubbingg together and he spreads them guiding your hand down.
“Be a good girl for me and show me how pretty you look when you cum”
You happily comply watching as his hands fidget while driving
When he gets you back to his place your clothes are off and your back is against his fluffy comforter, not that you had time to notice but his whole room is black.
Hes a certified munch and will eat you until youre lightheaded. He eats you out on your back, makes you ride his face, eats you from the back he has you in 7 different positions from head alone.
He gives the deepest stroke while telling you how pretty you are for him the most filthies things he can mutter in your ear giving you back shots the pillow under your stomach propping you up as he plays with your clit begging for you to cum.
you black out and hes not far behind but makes sure to clean you with a warm rag and throws a tshirt on you.
He loves waking up to you and will actually barge in your home or bring you over to his.
He has his own stubborn ways which you will sometimes talk your best shit which he loves, he needs his woman to be on go not some docile lil weakling.
and sometimes he fights back!
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𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝. . . Next door neighboor (i cant spell) Chuuya au????? like he moves in cause he's on a mission for a LENGTHLY period of time and he's like RIGHT next door to you?????? Any thoughts????
𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: I rushed this I do not like how I wrote this but it's wtv
𝐜𝐰𝐬: 6 month mission, grumpy chu, mentioned: hook ups/sex, arguments, talking it out, ambiguous ending
Next-door neighbor!chuuya who's absolutely fucking pissed about this 6 month long mission that was assigned to him by mori. When he questions about the mission's whereabouts, he gets even more cranky when he's told that the mission takes place outside of Japan.
Next-door neighbor!chuuya who packs all of his luxurious items in multiple suitcases — if he was going to stay abroad for some time, might as well make the most of it, right? It's a practical free vacation if he gets his mission done sooner than later.
Next-door neighbor!chuuya who grumbles when he finds out that the place he's staying in is a mediocre apartment meant for the middle class — hell, he might even say lower middle class like the asshole he is.
Next-door neighbor!chuuya who stays up all night learning customs and local greetings before walking around the building, introducing himself — his favorite person to chat up being his next-door neighbor.
Next-door neighbor!chuuya who accepts your offer to help him move in, after all why should he trudge all that luggage around alone when people around are willing to help him?
Next-door neighbor!chuuya who invites you out to lunch as a thank you for helping him out the other day — well, being the only one who helped him out.
Next-door neighbor!chuuya who, out of everyone, now talks to you the most. Whenever he'd get invited out by other people, he would always knock on your door first to see if you wanted to tag along.
Next-door neighbor!chuuya whose face lights up when you accept his invitation and proceeds to drag you half out of your apartment before realizing that you needed to get dressed too. He waits for you patiently on your couch as he visualizes what you might wear.
Next-door neighbor!chuuya who doesn't forget that he has a job to do, and always declines your offers to hang out at night — his mission requires night stalking, which is something that you don't need to be involved with.
Next-door neighbor!chuuya who could feel your growing suspicion as each day passed by — him always finding excuse after excuse that narrows your lead.
Next-door neighbor!chuuya who makes friends with your friends easily when you decide to do a ‘get together’ at your place. But that doesn't deter his attention away from you for one second — not even with the amount of flirtatious comments coming his way.
Next-door neighbor!chuuya who hooks up with you one lonely night — a bottle of wine he brought over to your place one day. Too drunk to properly think, chuuya starts making advances in which you reciprocate.
Next-door neighbor!chuuya who isn't shocked when you slam the door in his face after finding out about his true motive for being there. Despite his explanations, it doesn't change the fact that you felt betrayed and heartbroken.
Next-door neighbor!chuuya who has left you alone since that day — your fight probably meant nothing to him; a cold-hearted mafioso.
Next-door neighbor!chuuya who doesn't think the same way and sends you flowers/gifts anonymously to your front door step.
Next-door neighbor!chuuya who, by the 6th month, finally shows up to your door one day and forces himself inside to sit you down and talk to you.
Next-door neighbor!chuuya who offers to take you back with him once his mission is over — he knew it wasn't gonna be easy by the look on your face. So over the next few weeks of his stay, he brings it up again.
Next-door neighbor!chuuya who gave you one last night of pure pleasurable bliss before he packed up and the next morning and left — did you choose to go with him?
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AITA for not checking my new kitten for an identification chip?
So, a couple of weeks ago some extended family found a kitten (estimated 6 months to a year by the vet) out on their property, which is in a pretty remote area, out in the forest. There was no collar on her, and their neighbors never mentioned having a cat missing. It is worth mentioning that since they live in the middle of nowhere, they dont have many neighbors, and the kitten would have had to walk a long way in the woods to even get to their home.
When they found her, she was clearly underweight and starving and had multiple minor scars. The woods where they live has *many* wild animals and outdoor pets that are willing and able to kill a kitten her size, and there was a cold front with rain coming in the next day. When I took her to the vet, it was determined that she had fleas and hookworm, both of which she has now been treated for. I am rather certain that if she had been left outside for even a few extra days, she would have died.
Since I'm the only cat lover in the family, my family asked me to adopt her, and I agreed. So, here's where I may be the asshole. This kitten is clearly not feral. She is quite affectionate with humans and has acclimated well to being an indoor only cat (which she will remain). I assume that she was someone's pet, but something clearly went very wrong, whether through neglect, abandonment, or negligence, in letting her get out and roam so far. When I took her to the vet, I told them the whole story of how I got her, but they didn't look for a chip, and I didn't ask, even though I could have. It's extremely unlikely that she has one, as people don't typically chip their animals out there. Even if she did have a chip, I probably wouldn't return her to owners who let her almost die in the wilderness. I feel like I might be an asshole for not looking, just in the minor chance all of this was an unfortunate accident and she has good owners, but I don't want to risk having to give her up.
What are these acronyms?
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