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asexualenjolras · 2 years
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"Cash didn't stop his eshay friends from taking Harper because he's ace and didn't know they wanted to SA her."
Cash is asexual, not stupid. They took a vulnerable, drugged up, unconscious female from a festival and started making comments about raping her. He didn't stop them because he knew he couldn't help her even if he tried. It would have been 3 vs 1. Think about it.
What Cash did was the only way he was going to save her. Be for real, please. I'm losing my mind.
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mattsturniolosmuse · 4 days
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Chook x Reader
Summary: Chook is a tough guy. He is careless, reckless, and feared amongst many. That was until he saw you. You made him feel things; things that made him weak and hopeless. You put him in his place, leading to a long, but pleasurable night.
Warnings: smut, p in v, unprotected sex, dom! reader, sub! Chook, swearing, drug use, alcohol use, cowgirl, overstimulation, slight orgasm denial
"And you get me my fucking money, you hear?" Chook said to the eshay, who was trembling under his hold. The eshay nodded, running, not walking away. Chook walks back into the party, avoiding elbows and girls who wanted a hook up.
He stands in the corner by the drink table. He watches as girls came and filled up their drinks, batting their eyelashes at him. He just waved. It seemed like every girl wanted his attention.
Except for you.
And that made him mad. He watched as you danced. You danced like no one was watching. Your hips swayed, your hands held above your head, your hair shaking loosely around your shoulders.
He watched in jealousy as another guy started dancing with you. You shimmied away from him.
Good job, pretty girl. Chook thought to himself, nodding. He stomped out his cigarette and walked towards you.
"Hey, pretty baby." He said. You didn't dance away, your eyes locking with his. His hands began to sweat, his breathing became shallow.
Stop! He thought to himself. He does not let his guard down, especially for a girl.
"You want to get out of here?" Another guy asks you. Chook glares them down.
"Ahem. Taken." He says to the boy. The boy walks away. You whip towards him.
"Hey! I can deal with my own problems myself, dick wad." You say to him. His heart stops. He fucking loved you. You were just his type. Fiery, ferocious, and party loving.
"You got any weed?" You ask him, and his dick throbs in his pants.
And she likes drugs.
Chooks fingers fumbled as he tried to grab a joint out of his pocket.
"H-here you go." He says, handing you the joint. Your fingers brush against his, not thinking anything of it.
But for him, it sent tingles all the way down his body, jolting through his cock.
He groans, leaning into your ear.
"Come on, let's go." He says. You shrug, following. He grabs your arm, dragging you through the party, outside to his car. He hands you a lighter, and you light the joint as you get into his car.
You take a puff, letting the smoke roll off of your tongue and through your nose. You put your feet on the dash.
This made Chook angry.
"Get your feet off." He says quietly.
"Or what?" You ask, jutting your bottom lip out. He finds himself a nervous wreck again. He didn't know what was happening. He never, ever let himself get this way. Period.
"So, where we goin'?" You ask, taking another drag from the joint.
"Uh, anywhere you want." Chook says. You offer him the joint, and he takes it. Lipstick stained the tip of the joint, and he immediately thought of your pink lips around his cock.
"Well, we can go to your place." You offer, taking the joint back after he had taken a drag. He nods, dumbfounded.
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You follow him into the house. You look around, jaw dropped. Graffiti covered the walls, even the couch and all the furniture. He sits down on the couch and you sit beside him.
"Nice place." You say, still looking around him. The one wall said "Ca$h" in big, blue letters.
"Yeah." He says, admiring the way you look. Your jean shorts barely covered your ass, your top was made of black lace, and it seemed you weren't wearing a bra. He could see your nipples. Your eyes landed on his, noticing he was staring at your chest. You smirk.
"Hey, you're Chook, aren't you?" You ask, having heard of him from some friends. You straddle his lap, hands resting on his chest. Chook gulps.
"Y-yeah." He responds dumbly. You grind into him slowly. Chook throws his head back in pleasure, finally gaining the friction he needed. You notice his need, beginning to grind down on him faster and harder.
"You know, I'm really into bad guys." You say, grinding down on him once particularly hard. Chook yelps.
"A-are you?" He asks, grabbing your waist. You nod. You inch your face closer to his, and close the gap.
The moment your lips touched, it sent a jolt through Chook and down through his cock. He moans loudly, his tongue slipping past your lips and fighting with yours. You pull away, a string of saliva connecting the two of you.
"Lie down, Chook." You whisper. He does, his head resting on the arm rest of the couch. You unzip his jeans, pulling them down along with his boxers. He gets the memo and sits up momentarily to take off his shirt.
"You wanna undress me?" You ask, licking your bottom lip.
"Y-yeah, I do." Chook says. You nod. He gently lifts your lace top over your head, revealing your breasts and hardened nipples. Chook whimpers as his shaking hands move to undo your jean shorts.
You lift your ass off of him so he can slip them off easily, and he does, pulling your black thong down with them.
"Gonna ride you." You say, pumping his dick a few times before lifting your hips up and sinking down on him. You let out a high pitch moan, and Chook gasps.
"God. Feels so good." Chook moans, squeezing your waist, surely leaving bruises for you the next day. You balance yourself by putting your hands on Chook's chest, and begin bouncing up and down, sometimes grinding down into him.
"You're doing so well for me, Chook." You moan, arching your back. Chook moans at your words, not trusting himself to say anything.
He shouldn't be like this around you. He was a tough guy. Not one who lets a girl take him over.
Chook's cock twitches inside of you, signalling he was close.
"I'm gonna cum." He moans.
"Me too, hold it for me." You moan. Your legs begin to get tired, so you rock yourself back and forth. Chook loses it.
"Please! I need to cum, please. I'll be a good boy, I promise." He moans out, tears leaking out of his eyes.
"Cum, I'm right with you." You moan. He shoots his load inside of you the second the words leave your lips. You keep going.
"Stop! It hurts." Chook groans.
"Take it, you're gonna fucking take it." You moan, your orgasm coming close. You squeeze your eyes shut, and when you open them, you had released.
You lean down and wrap your arms around Chook.
"Be my girl?" Chook asks you, panting. You nod, kissing him.
He hates how you have control over him. But at the same time, he loved the way you did.
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greyhatch · 6 months
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Why is it I was bullied for wearing one of these ONCE in early high school, but now the same dudes are wearing these pretending they're little uwu suburban white boys??
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anavie-12 · 1 year
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when my type is slightly depressed awkward sarcastic men but all I pull is eshays
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advictoriams · 1 year
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Every fandom you like, ever. But every character talks like an eshay bruv.
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pumpkiinface · 8 months
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TN'bis
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insincere-engineer · 1 year
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eshays 🤝 middle-aged tech bros
riding a scooter around everywhere for no apparent reason
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trans-wojak · 1 year
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I started saying eshays ironically like more than 10 years ago and now I own TNs and a bumbag I don’t think it’s ironic anymore
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potatojayjams · 1 year
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Tonight, Halloween me and my friends got egged. Jokes on them, I saw their school uniforms and knew them from my time at their school. Call me a Karen, call me gay. But at least I can aim better than them
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sillyguycrowley · 2 years
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“homophobia/transphobia isn’t a thing anymore.”
we’ll then explain why me and my transgender friends had to cover our short dyed hair w beanies, put on hoodies, take off all our accessories and take the long way home because we didn’t feel safe around a group of boys with electric scooters and mullets at night.
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salemontrial · 10 days
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I'm sorry but I feel like non-Australians just will not be able to 100% get Ca$h's character, like I don know if you can understand how impactful it is unless you know eshay culture and how harmful it is. Like I know Chooks, they went to my schools, they take my busses, literally every time I go outside I'm scared of them. Literally as I'm typing this there's a group of them on the bus behind me and it's making me anxious. Ca$h trying to tear himself away from his eshay group in order to protect his friend and safely be with his black nonbinary partner and their alt friend group is like. A massive deal I can't imagine the eshay types I've been close with ever doing that for me
Edit: Not to even MENTION having the eshay character be unapologetically queer and asexual like that is CRAZY. Like there's a reason Darren was so surprised if you're queer and an eshay most of the time you do NOT say it and to have it being portrayed so beautifully is. Gods.
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perenial · 18 days
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potato-jem · 16 days
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i hate eshays with every fibre of my being, but if anyone as much BREATHES on ca$h in the wrong way, i will join the lads, put on some tns, and go to war
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mattuhoh · 2 years
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Why is the best asexual representation I have ever seen in my life a FUCKING ESHAY
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agrebel18 · 10 months
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diversity win!! the eshay giving you food and drugs is asexual!!
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lettuceish · 13 days
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douglas piggott gives me hope that i can be loved romantically, and i will be loved romantically
i will not be alone forever
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