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justana0kguy · 4 months
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2024 JANUARY 10 Wednesday
"Blessed the man who makes the LORD his trust; who turns not to idolatry or to those who stray after falsehood Sacrifice or oblation you wished not, but ears open to obedience you gave me. Then said, "Behold I come." To do your will, O my God, is my delight, and your law is within my heart!"
~ Psalms 40:5,7-9
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psalmsofpsychosis · 1 year
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so i talked about Din being so ungodly unpredictable, and after digging a bit deeper beneath the surface of The Mandalorian season1 and 2, i think now i know why.
To the surprise of absolutely noone, Din Djarin is a rogue!! He's a rogue character, that's the foundation of his personality, at any point of his characterization he's designed to stray from structure and to undermine it.
But he's also a knight! and this introduces a very intriguing and fascinating conflict at the heart of his character: the duality of honor, and how he orients himself towards that specific value. He's a knight and a knight is bound by honor and servitude; but in order to save his honor he has to choose what and whom he serves at different points of the narrative, and he has to disobey in order to obide by his honor. A rogue character by definition is the least honoring person, a knight is most honorable. So the heart and the lungs of Din Djarin's characterization is his struggle with servitude and where his values lie, and it's never "this" or "that"; he's constantly switching between rogue and knight in the bat of eyelash, just when you think he's bound to code he abandons mission and when he's supposed to stray he stays and binds himself to a child.
I think introducing him in the position of a king is the most outrageous and hilarious plot twist, because narrative wise, all three archetypes of the Rogue, the Knight and the King have in common the conflict of honor, while the King is most bound to obedience and the Rogue is least concerned with it. So i'm actually quite curious now to know where they'll take season 3 Din Djarin, simply because this is such hefty faceted dynamic and it's quite frankly very ambitious to tackle, we haven't had an archetypal story this intricate in star wars since, well, the original trilogy.
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[[ The idea that Aster sometimes appears in Ashton's room WAY too early in the morning makes me laugh. Like can u imagine ur friend just popping in unannounced and it's 3 am and ur super duper tired still but he brought cake?]]
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lavenderedhoney · 2 years
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I asked her if she was my breeding cock tonight while I had her whining and squirming for me and she stammered and shuddered and said yes. 👀💖
Later she pinned me against the kitchen counter and pulled my hair to force me to lean back and look up at her. 😩 Pushed me to my knees to make me suck her off and then bent me over the side of the bed to use me like nothing more than a hole for her to fuck!!
(DNI if you: are a cishet man, are a minor, do not have your age listed on your blog, or host cg/l or cnc content on your blog)
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slvttyplum · 3 months
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turning your location off every time you get mad so suguru can come find you and put that attitude in check.
this was something that you recently found got suguru worked up.
it happened one day when you were at home, and he pissed you off, so you turned your location off. it wasn’t intentional for you to get him mad, but so he could realize you were upset.
well, it didn’t work that way.
five minutes later, he showed up at your house, busting in and giving you a piece of his mind. once he was done yelling, he said he was going to fix that attitude.
so he gave you that attitude fixer, his dick.
it wasn’t that soft, gentle sex suguru usually has with you; it was sensual and intimate, where he was giving you positive affirmations; this was that sex that had your eyes rolled up and drool falling out of your mouth.
you weren't one for the toxic shit; you've been there, done that; y’all were grown, but this was enough to not cause long term problems and get your pussy beat in.
he didn’t even know you liked it; he noticed that whenever he gave you dick, you were more obedient.
“stupid slut, look at you, drooling for this dick.” his hips pushing into yours as he takes his hand and cups your jaw tightly, brushing you into his chest.
your ears were hearing him, but you weren’t comprehending what he was saying. his dick was so submerged inside you that you felt like your stomach was getting stirred around.
that’s how it felt every time suguru would dick you down out of anger and push the attitude you had out.
he hated having to punish you because he just wanted you to be obedient and just keep your location on, but no.
whenever you got a little bit irritated with him, it would be “no location” found, and he would have to handle it; he had to get his baby in check.
all that anger he got from the possibility that you were somewhere you weren’t supposed to be went into his fucking.
he had to teach you to listen and not to fuck with him, and that he did.
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suguruplsr · 2 months
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i feel like a small kink-that-isn’t-such-a-kink-but-i’m-calling-it-a-kink that kento has is watching you squirm from overstimulation.
specifically your hands during sex.
“move ‘em.” kento grits out, voice shaky as he fucks you from behind. you whine at his command, ignoring it and holding onto the blanket underneath you just a bit tighter. he watches how your fingers crunch the fluffy fabric, body trembling once he gives you a thrust that rubs your g-spot. you mewl, head falling onto the bed with a force on the back of it. his larger hand slides from your head down to your chin, turning it sideways against the bed. “what did i say sweetheart?” he mumbles, halting his movement. his soaked cock stays full into you, wet and sticky cum mushed around where you two meet. you whimper, trying to push back. his tip nudges where you need him, but your wanton moan is greeted with a spank of your ass.
“you’re not listening, hm?” kento quips, rubbing your hot ass cheek and leaning down. your back further arches, “s-sorry, just..” you try to explain yourself, but the teetering moans leaving you as his dick rocks into you do you no justice. “my baby’s so needy..” kento smiles, kissing the side of your cheek, his peppered kisses going down below your jaw, a slick of wetness in its wake. “c’mon sweetie, let go f’me.” he coos in your ear, fresh regal cologne filling your senses. you purse your lips, following his words obediently and letting your hands relax. you didn’t even realize how hard you had clutched onto the bed, hands aching a bit and fingers red.
swiftly, your face is turned straight into the blanket, hands pulled behind you and wrists locked by just one of your lover’s hands. without words, kento begins pounding your cunt how your need it, loud squelches and sounds of the mess that you two have made. your whines and moans fill kento’s head, his eyes stuck on how your ass jiggles with each thrust into you. the skin slowly brightening with juices that leave your soaping pussy. however, his view trails up, feeling your wiggling fingers scratch at his hand. god, you’re so cute. even if he can’t see your lewd expressions, he just knows you’re losing every bit of sobriety you had left, letting yourself go dumb on his cock. your fingers stretch before digging into his skin, but with the thick head of his cock angling just too good, they widen again, matching the sound of your higher moans. “please! please! please— make me cum!” your words rip through you, sobbing and shaking. kento groans, he can get used to studying you like this..
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scripture-pictures · 4 months
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sednas · 4 months
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ও gojo satoru x fem!reader
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𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎 never stops talking. even during sex. hell, he's even more talkative during sex.
and he knows that you're not as chatty as he is. especially when he's buried deep inside your cunt.
"keep talking to me or I will stop, princess." he orders, his blue eyes leaving where your two bodies are connected to meet your face.
"I..."
he raises an eyebrow, inviting you to keep going, his hands tightening around your hips to stop your body from moving. you release a cute whine and he starts rubbing soothing circles with his thumbs on your skin, a soft smile spreading across his handsome face.
"I went to the bookstore this morning and..."
you pause to let out a shaky sigh as he starts to move slowly again, dragging your hips back and forth and your hands find his shoulders to keep you balanced.
"it's okay princess, keep going, I wanna know how was your day." he coos, almost purring against your ear.
and you're too busy trying not to stutter to notice the way his bottom lip is slightly shaking, the way he removes one of his hands from your hip to grab a fistful of the sheets, his knuckles going white around the soft fabric. his cock is still lazily pumping in and out of you and his eyes close for a split second when he hears your voice crack as you try to explain in detail how your day went. gojo has always lived a life of restraint, and his sex life is no exception. he's always gentle with you because he has to, even when you ask him to be rough, he'd break you in two if he really listened. but god sometimes he desperately wants to.
he smiles at your obedience and you keep talking, your hands clutching his chest, your nails lightly scratching his skin.
"can't... please, satoru..."
you swear you just felt his cock throb inside you and you whimper when he suddenly grabs your face, his large hand covering almost half of your face.
"look at me. baby, you're so sweet, all of you is so pretty, I could keep fucking you like this forever."
you try to look away from his piercing gaze but it's no use with the way he's holding your face. he's all over you, his free hand roaming over your tits, his mouth leaving wet kisses on your neck and his cock bullying your poor pussy.
this sweet torture will last until he gets tired of your whines, which rarely happens.
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buryustogether · 4 months
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alastor, who comes back to hotel from an overlord meeting with a twitch in his eye and a white-knuckled grasp around his mic, pouring off waves of irritation that leaves the others scrambling.
alastor, who says nothing but a sharp crackle of your name, a silent command for you to come with him as he makes his way to the room he claimed as his own.
alastor, who is deathly silent in the elevator, only tapping his claws against his mic as he watches the floors pass, his other hand resting heavy on the small of your back.
alastor, who bolts the bedroom door shut and commands you with a single word. “strip.”
alastor, whose eyes grow hungrier and whose smile grows wider and bigger the more you undress for him.
alastor, who fucks you so roughly against the wall first that you swear you see stars as he ruts up into your heat like his life depends on it.
alastor, whose claws dig into the delicate flesh of your skin as he rams into you, and the smell and taste of your blood only pulls him deeper into his daze of lust-fueled fury.
alastor, who rasps and crackles absolute filth into your ear as he maneuvers your knees up to your chest on his bed so he can fuck into you deeper. “such an obedient pet for me, aren’t you, darling? always so good and willing. i think that deserves a reward, don’t you?”
alastor, who allows you to cum first (and licks it up with that long, silver tongue of his) before using you to chase after his own pleasure.
alastor, whose antlers grow and eyes redden further as he approaches his climax, baring his teeth to leave a bite mark in the juncture of your shoulder and laving his tongue over the blood that trickles from the wound.
alastor, who buries himself as deep as he can possibly go inside you before reaching his end and collapsing on top of you as you feel his antlers shrink back and his chest heave with breath.
alastor, who relaxes slowly and even hums a soft, barely-there purr as you gently rub at his pointed ears and caress his scarlet tresses.
alastor, who allows himself just a few minutes of silence before getting himself up and dressed to run a bath for you.
alastor, who forces you to eat the stew he made for you after, even if you’re not hungry. “eat up, my dear. i can’t have my darling doll too weak to take me next time, hmm?”
alastor, who smiles to himself for days when he sees the bruise from his bite mark poking from the edge of your collar.
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justana0kguy · 4 months
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2024 JANUARY 14 Sunday
"Sacrifice or oblation you wished not, but ears open to obedience you gave me.
Burnt offerings or sin-offerings you sought not; then said I, “Behold I come.”
To do your will, O my God, is my delight, and your law is within my heart!”
~ Psalms 40:7-8a,9
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what-even-is-thiss · 4 months
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Have you never spent a lot of time around cats but want to be friends with one? Some cat communication basics. Because I feel like it.
A cat approaching you doesn’t necessarily mean they want pets. They may just be inspecting you or hanging out.
If you want to pet a cat you need to ask permission first. The way you do this is you offer a finger or the back of your hand for them to smell. If the cat wants to be pet they’ll generally push their face or head and neck into your hand. If they don’t want to be pet they’ll generally walk away or just sit down.
Cats will usually ask for pets by rubbing up against you or possibly standing at your feet and meowing. When you think a cat is asking for pets hold your hand out and see if they rub up against you. That means they want pets. If they start walking away with purpose instead that means they want to show you something. If they meander off that just means they’re hanging out. No pets needed.
If a cat likes the way you’re petting them they’ll probably lean into it. If they like it a lot and you stop they might try to pull you back over with a paw. They might also squint close their eyes. If they don’t like it they’ll lean away or swipe at you a bit or show their teeth if they really don’t like it.
When they’re done being pet or sitting in your lap they’ll probably just peacefully walk away. This is good. They trust you but they’re done hanging out now. If their ears flatten or they start bristling and hissing you’ve done something very wrong or they’re afraid of you and it’s probably best to leave them be.
A relaxed cat’s ears usually point forward and are upright. If their ears flatten or point back they’re angry or scared and they’re serious.
Cats can purr for any number of reasons. If they’re sitting on your lap with completely relaxed posture (in a loaf with tail curled up, eyes happily squinted closed, maybe actively looking for pets from you and giving little cat hugs in the form of rubbing their face on you) that’s probably a sign of contentment. They can also purr to calm themselves down or try to heal themselves or others. Purring is one of those things that needs the surrounding context to be understood.
When a cat shows their stomach they’re comfortable around you but not looking for pets. Most cats don’t like belly scratches. Some do, but if you try to scratch a cat’s belly and they start acting angry it’s because from their perspective you’re the one violating personal boundaries here.
If a cat doesn’t like being picked up they’ll probably start struggling. If they’re very stressed out they may get violent but if they know you that probably won’t be their first choice unless said cat has a short temper. If the cat is neutral to happy about being held they probably won’t do anything at all. You can carefully drop cats when you’re done holding them. In fact they may prefer that to being carefully set down depending on the cat. Angle them down just a little when you drop them so they can land on their front paws first. This also gives them a bit of warning that they’re about to be dropped.
Most cats won’t lick you but if they do they’re trying to groom you. This means they see you as part of the family. This is fine. A bit weird but they’re trying to help.
If you try to act like you’re small and out of the way and avoid eye contact with a cat, the cat will see this as an invitation to hang out. This is why if you don’t understand or like cats and try to avoid them at parties or at friends houses they might try to hang out with you a lot. Lots of eye contact and making a lot of noise and making yourself bigger is the way to scare a cat off. Slow blinking and not acting excited is an open invitation.
Some cats have been trained a little bit by their owners. They aren’t obedient 100% of the time like dogs but they can be trained to know what some things mean and get accustomed to certain situations. Cats can be trained to like a certain noise like kissy noises or tongue clicking by making those noises when you feed or pet them when they’re young. It can also be demonstrated to them that patting the couch or other surface next to you is an invitation to come over. These are the most common things most house cats that grew up with humans know about. You can also ask their owner if there’s a noise they come to but if you don’t know, kissy noises, tongue clicking, or the cat’s name or saying something like “here kitty kitty” are the most common things a cat might understand as a request to come over.
When playing with a cat, moving your hand around on the ground for them to pounce on, waving a feather toy around, rolling a ball towards them, etc. they generally won’t use their claws. If they want to play they’ll start playing. This can look like their eyes going wide and them paying attention to the plaything, doing the prey butt wiggle, and swiping at the toy. If they don’t want to play they usually just won’t react to what you’re doing or watch you with disinterest and neutral eyes.
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fairy-angel222 · 3 months
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step daddy toji fucking you after inspecting your pussy to make sure you aren’t fucking any boys ^^
Step daddy! Toji makes sure his girl is all sweet n innocent f’ him. Putting her on a strict no boys rule that she follows obediently. After all, all she needs is her daddy.
When she comes home from college he smiles widely, placing a sweet kiss to her lips when her arms barely wrap around his torso in a hug.
His lips trail down to your ear with a hum, asking you about your day and school. The man rubbing loving circles on your thigh as you ranted about your day.
“And you didn’t let any boys touch you right?”
“Nuh uh, only you can touch.”
Your words make him smirk, especially as it’s accompanied by a smile and the bat of your lashes.
“Good girl,” he lifted you off his lap, setting you down on your back before letting your legs fall onto his shoulders. “But daddy’s gotta see for himself yeah?”
You nodded, Toji flipping up your skirt to kiss up the inside of your thighs. Pressing his lips lightly to your clit through the fabric of your panties. You shivered at his touch, hips arching into him with a small whimper.
Toji discarded your underwear, groaning at the sight of your folds sticky with your wetness. Using his fingers to spread them apart for strings of slick to still connect both sides together.
His cock twitched, hardening in his pants when he brought his face down to lick a long stripe up your slit. Large hands holding you into him tightly when he began to eat you out. Tongue swirling your sweet taste into his mouth making you moan loudly.
His finger prodded at your hold, a satisfied grin making its way to his face when he concluded that you really were his good girl. So nice n’ tight.
“See d-daddy? All yours— nngfh, all f’ you,” you mewled, Toji bullying his fat fingers into your tight pussy. Curling them up while sucking on your clit.
“Mmm, such a good girl baby. Keeping her so nice n’ wet f’ me.” He breathed, tongue skillfully working your heat until you’re letting out shaky cries, smaller hands gripping his hair tightly.
Your eyes pooled with tears as you’re taken impossibly closer to the edge. Toji speeding up the pace of his fingers while flicking the sensitive bud harshly with his tongue.
Your back arched with the curl of your toes, hips jerking away from his hot mouth with a choked mewl. Feeling your wetness traveling down your ass and onto the couch below you, making a mess between your thighs as he sloppily lapped it all up.
“Nngfh— daddy, so good— feels so good.” You moan, Toji’s grip on your thighs tightening when your legs began to shake. The large man keeping them locked around his head as he buried his face deeper, preventing you from absentmindedly running away from him with a low growl.
“That’s it baby, take it all yeah? Just stay there like a good girl and take it f’me. Don’t run from daddy.” You nodded with a whimper, unable to help the way your body jerked away from his writhing tongue. “S-sorry,” you squeak out, Toji’s eyes darkening when he glanced up at you.
His hand landed meanly onto your clit, cock throbbing at the cracked scream that left your mouth as you cried so adorably. Letting out little babbles in the nearing of your orgasm.
“Daddy— nngh, daddy ‘m so close. So, so, so close. ‘M gonna cum d-daddy— ‘m gonna ahh—” you came with a high pitched cry. Gushing uncontrollably onto his tongue as you were held down firmly. Unable to escape the overstimulation when he continued licking at your clit.
“So fucking sweet, gonna stuff that pretty pussy so full of my cock. Deserves it for staying so pure for her daddy.”
Your pussy clenched at his words. Toji flipping you onto your hands on knees, cock freed from its confines as your needy pussy dripped messily. The pink heart shaped butt plug sat snug inside you as you whined. “P-please daddy— put it in.” Moving your supple hips from side to side in want.
“You’re so greedy baby, want daddy’s cock that badly huh? I see you even kept my gift in all day.” he hummed, spreading your soft ass in admiration of the toy’s shimmer under the light. Toji grabbed hold of the end, slowly twisting it out of you before thrusting it back in. The sensation pulling a string of breathy moans past your lips as your hands trembled underneath you.
“P-please.. need it so bad.”
“Your wish is my command baby.” Toji’s cock rubbed up and down your soaked folds. Prodding at the small hole with a groan, hands finding their way onto your hips when he bottomed out inside you. Your tight pussy stretching to accommodate his girth with a loud mewl. Feeling his hips land flush against the underside of your thighs.
Toji’s hips wasted no time in slamming into you, his hand trailing up the deep arch of your back before twisting into your hair. Pulling you up against him with a grunt. “Shit baby, so fucking snug f’ daddy. Pussy’s gripping me like she needs me— doesn’t want to ever let me go isn’t that right?”
You nodded with heavy breaths, glassy eyes blurring your vision as you moaned loudly. The sound of Toji’s skin on yours echoing throughout the room lewdy. “D-daddyy— ahh, feels son perfect. Love your cock so.. haah— so much,” your voice went up a pitch, Toji’s tip poking at your g spot as his cock glided against slippery walls.
His hand snaked around your neck, squeezing the sides tightly as he rammed up into you, fucking his cock deep into you till it bulged lightly against the skin of your belly.
“My good girl, taking daddy’s cock so well,” he praised, tightening his grip on your neck before kissing your cheek softly, allowing your head to fall back onto his shoulder as his cock pierced your insides deep. “C’mon baby, tell me. Who owns this pretty pussy?”
“Y-you. You do daddy.”
“Hmm, and who’s allowed to touch you here baby. Allowed to fuck you like this.”
“You. Only y-you— ahhh.” Your body trembled as you neared your high, Toji’s breath hot on your skin as his breathing sped up. “And should my baby ever let some dirty boy touch my pussy?”
“N-no, she shouldn’t. And, nngh— she won’t. I belong to y-you.”
“Good.” He bent you back down, broad chest still flush against your back when he groaned. The position allowing him to rock your body at whatever speed he liked, cock pressing against the tear shaped plug with each thrust.
You let out a whiny cry, his cock drenched in your slick as he rolled his hips into you. “Daddy, ‘m close. G-gonna cum.”
“Gonna make a mess f’ me just like daddy taught you to?”
“Uh huh, ‘m always so messy f’ you,” you let a string of cry-like moans drip from your tongue, teary eyes rolling back with the shake of your body. Lips parted in a broken sob of pleasure as you fell apart.
“That’s it baby. There we fucking go- look so damn pretty like this.” He grinned widely when you babbled dumbly, chest heaving in pants as you squirted onto his cock. Drenching his thighs in the juices of your sopping pussy.
“F-fuck,” Toji cursed, thrusts getting sloppy as he slowed his pace. Lodging his cock completely inside you as he twitched within your walls. “Gonna fill you up real nice.” He dragged out, cum eventually pumping into you in thick spurts, painting your insides in the sticky white substance.
He pulled out of you, seed seeping out of your pussy when you clenched at the new found emptiness. Toji’s cock leaving a small gape as your hole fluttered in longing for him to come back in.
You sighed in content, Toji kissing you gently with a smirk. “Did so well baby.” Running his thumb along your plump bottom lip, “how about daddy run you a bath so we can sit n’ relax together hmm?”
You nodded in agreement, burying your face into his chest with a hum. “Sounds.. nice.” Your tired eyes struggling to stay open when a small smile graced your face. “Love you daddy.”
“Love you too sweet girl.”
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suguann · 3 months
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✎. simon will do this, if it makes johnny feel better.
tags. fem!reader, established relationship (simon/reader), threesome, double penetration in one hole, slight size kink, dirty talk [18+ only]
featuring. simon, soap
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Simon doesn’t share, but he makes an exception this time after his best friend’s date is a no-show, and he isn’t heartless enough to let Johnny hang out at the pub alone. Anybody will tell you: he can be a real nice guy when he wants to be.
And you don’t mind the extra company or another mouth to feed, that the flowers in the vase you put on the counter were meant for someone else, how Johnny gets flirty after his fourth beer, or— 
“Fuck, love,” Simon grunts into your shoulder when he finally eases his cock into you beside Johnny’s. “I guess you can take it like a champ, after all.”
But you hardly hear him over the sound of your heart pounding in your ears and the creaky mattress below your knees.
Johnny thumbs away your tears while you tremble above him, cupping your face to pull you into a kiss so you have something to focus on other than the feeling of being split down the middle—it takes an extra amount of effort not to clench down when you already feel like you’re about to break in two.
“Look at you,” Johnny mumbles against your lips. “Never thought you’d really let me do this.”
Then he pulls out, slick heat gripping him the whole way, and pushes deeper inside, punching a shaky breath out of you. 
He and Simon are in perfect sync, keeping you full while the other drags his cock out, only to fill you up again. It’s almost embarrassing how wet you are—at how much you like it—a hazy cloud settling over you as they use you for their pleasure.
Because Johnny’s sad, and you have a thing for making people happy.
Simon sucks little possessive marks into your shoulder and across your spine, murmuring filthy praise against your skin that consists of “sweetest and tightest pussy, my perfect little fucktoy” and “so fucking pretty.”
“That’s it.” Johnny’s voice is low and strained, barely heard above the loud squelching between your legs, but he sighs it into your mouth as he slowly comes apart. “Fuck—ah—you feel so good.”
A hand dips between you to press against your belly, where you can feel them, hot and heavy against your walls, making you squeal as a little ball of warmth travels down to your toes and all the way to the tips of your fingers. Simon fists your hair, tugging you away from Johnny so you’re looking up at him upside down. 
“So greedy that you needed two cocks to fill this soft little cunt, huh?”
You whine, unable to form an actual response outside of a few jumbled syllables, but a slap against your ass makes you whisper a shuddered yes.
He tells you to open your mouth before he spits onto your awaiting tongue, some of it hitting your cheek. When you swallow obediently, he smears what doesn’t make it across your lips with the thick pad of his thumb. 
“Don’t forget who you belong to,” he sneers, at odds with the soft way he kisses your cheek and reverently chokes on your name. Neither of you hear Johnny groaning under you as you clench down hard at the possessiveness in his voice—because at the feel of his wedding band pressing against your throat like a brand, how can you forget?
Simon doesn’t share, but this, he’ll do. Just this once because you’re already his, and he wants Johnny to know what it’s like to have a woman like you.
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diejager · 4 months
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👉👈 imagine reader as a cow living in a nice farmer but because they doesn’t produce any milk than other cow, the owner was worry so they brought lot of Bulls (task 141, kortac) to chose as mate but all of them wanted the cow.
Credit to @frogchiro and @nymphany for this!
Pasture Cw: hybrid, mention of breeding, milking (milk and cum), SLIGHT DUB-CON, SLIGHT DARKFIC, tell me if I missed any.
Price, the gentle, bear-looking farmer, had initially planned to have you milked, his high-end and pedigree from an ancestry of HoJos spanning many generations that he bought for a high price, soft and plump in just the right areas. He heard from Kate that she and her wife had bought a couple of HoJos, making quite the profit on their milk, fatty and thick, but silky on the tongue. He wanted to have such luxury in his arsenal, a cute, little heifer that he’d milk for the sake of tasting and drinking it to fill his stomach with warmth until he decided to sell a few bottles.
He wasn’t in any need for money, he had enough to last the rest of his life without lifting a finger, but he liked keeping busy, work and routine beaten into his body from the military. He already had a business with the amount of bulls he bought, broad and sturdy, powerful hybrids that he could milk for their potent semen and labour. Most were obedient despite a bull’s temperament, listening to his orders like his subordinates would, following them to a T without a complain. But there was always that one who acted out, either from sheer cheekiness or mischief, he would reprimand them, punish them if it went too far.
He thought he’d experiment with you, his new little obsession he would coddle and pamper with a house of your own and an open stall. You were so well behaved that he could leave the house open to let you graze and sunbathe under the warm sun when you weren’t busy with him training you with various aspect of your new life as his prized possession. You were everything he could’ve ever wanted, obedient, gentle, soft-spoken and eager to please him, letting him suckle on your swollen and heavy tits, your ears flickering back and forth and tail wrapped around his thigh.
His only issue was that you had problems producing milk. You would produce trickles of it some days and a gush of milk the other, it was a disorderly affair that he sought to fix if he wanted to create a stable trade with you alone. When he brought the issue up with Kate, she told him that cows usually produced more milk after birthing, breasts heavy with milk and aching to be milked of it’s produce, thick and rich tasting to raise a little calf that he would soon sell than let them take your attention away.
“Introduce her to the bulls, they might help,” were the mind blowing words that Kate’s wife gave him, the cementing proposition that had him make his mind on the next step.
He introduced you to his bulls, bringing them outside of their stalls and letting them roam the fenced pasture beside yours, watching you lay under the sun and ears flick away a buzzing bug. They’ve seen other hybrids before, women especially, but have never shown any interest in of them. He feared he’d have to introduce you to another farmer’s hybrid (Price wanted to take thing into his own hands, but he didn’t know how you’d take it to his advances) if you didn’t catch their attention, bringing in a stranger to breed you.
Fortunately, they were quick to scent you out, seemingly riled up and pumping out more seed since he bought you, restlessly wandering in circles in their stalls to sate the need to get to you as fast as they could. Their eyes gleaming with arousal and nostrils flared to sniff you out, stalking to the edge of their pen, the metal unflinching to their harsh grip on the fence. They looked starved - possessed - with how eager they were to cross the barrier, hollering at you and trying to coax you towards their side of Price’s land.
Soap and König looked the most out of it, slumped over with deluded perversion of need and hunger, arms reaching for your seated figure, staring at the group of bulls with wide eyes. Nikto wasn’t any better, both he, Krueger and Ghost glaring down at you with vicious and burning eyes, lost in their minds of dark desires and corrupted dreams. Gaz and Horangi were softer, more hesitant to spook you, but they were as restless as the rest of their housemates. You were none the wiser, gazing at them with your pretty, doe eyes, meeting their eyes with innocent and a cute smile, always ready to please others.
Perhaps he should’ve acquainted you all before.
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m3ikyu · 5 months
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˚ ༘ ೀ⋆。˚ older&grumpy!toji
˚ ༘ ೀ⋆。˚ content: light angst, fluff, nsfw MDNI, swearing, age gap, nipple play, fingering, daddy kink
older&grumpy!toji unexpectedly falls in love with a soft and sensitive woman who barely knows how to live independently having only graduated a few months ago. she grew up being pampered by those around her and isn’t used to not having constant attention from her loved ones.
she gets upset when older&grumpy!toji won’t entertain her neediness and is dismissed in a rather rude manner because he has more important matters to tend to. despite this, she’s obedient to him and does her best to understand him but ends up sulking in their king-sized bed under her fluffy blankets :<
older&grumpy!toji swears he feels annoyed once he sees her but the pang in his heart says otherwise. he sighs, pulling off the heavy weight on her body only to find his baby asleep with dried tears on her red cheeks.
he lets out a grunt before getting on top of her and peppering soft kisses on her neck as an apology. everyone knows that older&grumpy!toji doesn’t do lovey-dovey shit but he finds himself being so gentle with her, contradicting his usual self.
older&grumpy!toji has his drowsy baby on his lap with her back pressed against his chest as he coos in her ear, “daddy’s sorry for bein’ so mean to his princess, let me make it up to you hm?” with a hand underneath her shirt, he toys with her puffy nipples in between the rough pads of his fingertips. his other hand is busy caressing her soft wet slit and pinching her clit, eliciting quiet whimpers from her.
“t-toji… why are you—” she’s cut off by older&grumpy!toji shoving a finger inside her tight cunt all of a sudden, choking on her words because of the intrusion. “relax and take it f’me, baby… it’s gon’ feel s’good, trust me.”
that’s all thank you ໒꒰ྀི´ ˘ ` ꒱ྀིა
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chaepink · 6 months
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can u make headcannons on sub!yan’s tendencies in the relationship?
also can i be 🉑 or 🌝 anon?
dating sub!yandere boys hcs ♡
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sub!yandere boys when they date you.
wc: 1.1k+ words | masterlist
dom!fem!reader, unhealthy relationship, mention of killing/murder, both sfw and nsfw!, mention of feminization, bondage
note: yes you can be 🌝 anon!
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— your yandere would be possessive of you, even more compared to when you two were just friends
— well, you thought you two were just friends. he already assumed you two were together sometime earlier during his friendship with you
— he would do anything for you in order to make sure you're happy and safe
— a friend of yours is getting too touchy with you? well the next day that friend is ignoring you and when you confront them, they look at you scared and quickly scurry away from you. did your yandere do something to them? surely not
— a weird guy keeps following you around your neighborhood? well a couple of days later you see on the news that his body has been found near a river and weirdly enough, you havent seen your yandere on the days before the guy's death
— you complain to your yandere about how a teacher gave you a bad grade on something you worked so hard on? suddenly your grade changes to a A and that same exact teacher suddenly resigns from the school
— he'll try his best to know where you are most of the time and try to follow you back home to make sure you're safe (though its really obvious, you don't acknowledge him so he thinks he's actually doing something)
— but no matter how scary and possessive they are of you, they just want to be good for you, really
— its almost as if they're a puppy for you, always there for your beck and call
— give them a simple command and they'll do it immediately, no questions asked
— ask them to buy you a snack from the nearest store? he'll return back with a bagful of others that he thought you would like
— they're super clingy and always want to be near you
— somehow they manage to have the same exact classes that you have and at the same time. maybe you guys are just lucky? little do you know that your yandere hacked into the principal's computer to change his schedule to fit with yours
— if you're sick, they would immediately fetch you some medicine and make so many bowls of your favorite soup that you're not sure you could finish them all
— they would be so sad when you're sick cause that means they can't be as close as they usually are with you :(
— in bed, nothing changes at all. rather, he becomes even more infatuated with you
— they're still so good and obedient for you, always following your commands. its cute
— like what i said with him doing it with no hesitation, your yandere is eager to do what you say
— tell him to get on his knees? say less as he's already doing so, staring up at you with such innocent eyes
— tell him to open his mouth for you to stick your fingers inside? he opens wide and sticks out his tongue in such a sinful manner, hazy eyes absolutely begging you to make him choke on your fingers as drool drips down his chin
— order him to suck your strap and get it all wet? he's quick to get in between your legs and get his hands on the fake dick, his mouth going straight to bobbing it up and down and gagging as it hits the back of his throat. he'll try to subtly grind his hard on against your foot without you noticing but you do anyways but he's being a good boy so you allow it
— and oh my god is he so shameless in public
— no hesitation in telling you what he wants you to do to him when there are people around
— you'll be at brunch with some of your friends and suddenly you'll feel a hot breath on your ear, such sinful words coming soon after
"im wearing lingerie under my clothes, your favorite set too. wouldn't you like to just ruin me right here and now? make me cry and look so pretty while you show everyone im yours?"
— safe to say that you immediately dragged him to the family bathroom and fingered him until he was gripping onto you for dear life, begging and crying out for you to stop and take pity on him (he's lying about wanting you to stop)
— when you're out with errands or just at work, he'll take such sinful pictures of himself to send to you randomly
— the pictures would include his legs spread out, a obvious bulge in his underwear, and something adorning his body whether its lingerie, a maid outfit, or rope that's tied so tightly on him
— if he's feeling like teasing you even more, he'll send whimpering audios that beg you to come home and fuck him and if you listen close enough, you'll hear some wet noises that let you know that he's masturbating
"f-fuck, [name] come back s-soon, please? i-i miss you so much! i- ah! i-im wearing your favorite outfit right now! i'll be a g-good ngh boy waiting for you ♡"
— itll end up with you rushing home after you're finished to fuck him dumb in that outfit, making it stained with his tears and cum
— he knows you can't really get him pregnant but your yandere just loves those straps with cum in them that you can just shoot inside him whenever you're fucking him fast and rough
— that'll make his eyes roll back and head throw backwards as he lets out such a loud mewl at the feeling of your fake cum filling him up
— and afterwards he'll tease you by using his fingers to push the cum thats gushing out of his hole back in before licking his fingers
— although your yandere is a good boy for you most of the time, theres times where he's a brat
— he'll talk back to you whenever you command him to do something or cum without permission
— but just some long edging or overstimulation will break him and turn him into a sobbing mess
— tying his hands to the headboard and keeping his legs spread apart whilst a vibrator is inside him on the highest setting is his favorite punishment
— your yandere thinks you don't know that since you do it all the time but you actually do know it, you just love the way his face is stained with his drool and tears while his chest and the sheets underneath him is covered in his cum afterwards
— such a slut but we love him for it
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ty for reading to the end! ❤ - chaepink
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