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ncroissant · 5 days

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PLSPLSPLSPLSPLS CAN YOU MAKE A FIC WHERE WE EDGE SUB!HUSBAND! FRANCIS AND THEN FUCK HIM DUMB AFTER BECAUSE HE'S BEEN SUCH A GOOD BOY AND MAYBE OVERSTIM HIM PLS PLS

sub! husband! francis mosses x dom!doppelganger! gn! reader

summary: punishing your puppy husband (pt. 1 here)

wc: 1.3k

content warning: nsfw, established relationship, anal, cock can be read as a strap, dom/sub dynamics, nipple play, overstimulation, humping against objects, public-ish sex, francis getting through the window, hand job, dirty talk, doggy francis, collaring

author's note: hi my lovelies, i'm so sorry for the long hiatus, finals season had be worn out! i'm back now, but will be posting slower than usual :( happy to still lots of engagement on my page, u guys are the sweetest!! anyways thanks for the ask anon:) hope u guys enjoy this one!! not proof read, minors please dni !!

when he heard the door click, he felt anticipation welling up in his stomach.

you creaked the door open, looking down at the mess your husband left. the pillows were messily arranged on the couch, probably soaked in his cum and his clothes were abandoned on its armrests.

there sat your needy husband, sitting on the carpet in front of the door. he was sat flat on the ground, knees spread, balls rubbing against the floor. his fat cock was barely contained in his tight black panties and his neck was collared with a long, red leash.

he didn't need any instruction on what to wear or what position to be in while he anticipated your arrival, he already knew.

"hi honey," you cooed, walking up to him with disinterested, ruffling his hair. "what with the mess, hm?" you looked around, acting as if you didn't notice the mess before.

he whimpered, hips grinding against the carpet like a puppy. "o-oh, 'm sorry, dovie. just wanted to get ready for you," he pouted, looking up at your with his big, doe eyes.

he looked so pretty when he looked up at you, so desperately wanting you to compliment how he looked or how sexy he looked sitting on the floor, awaiting your next command. anything to elicit praise would make him literally cum on the spot.

"yeah, i see that. but surely 15 minutes is enough time to clean up around here, right?" you tilt his chin up, smiling down at him menacingly. he mirrored your nod, looking more distressed by the minute.

you let go of his chin to his dismay, bending down to pick up his leash. "c'mon pup, you know the drill," you tugged at his leash, pulling him forward. he fell on his hands and knees, crawling behind you.

you brought him to the bedroom, leading him to the window. "on your feet," you instructed as he quickly followed suit. he was expecting a spanking, overstimulation until he was soaking the sheets white, but this was different.

"up against the window, francie. hands up here," you guided him, his cock flushed against the window, as he peered over at the city.

from this view, everyone looked so small. even so, it was still embarrassing for francis to be naked in front of a window. "what're we doing, dovie?" francis bit his lip, looking back at you with an antsy look.

"well since you love letting everyone know how much of a slut you are, i thought maybe i should indulge you a bit more," you pressed a kiss against his ear, placing your chin on his shoulder.

"begging so desperately for me to play with you over the phone while i was on the job," you whispered, dragging your fingers down to his v-line. "you wanted someone to watch you play with yourself, right puppy?"

he winced at the coolness of your fingers when you gripped the base of his cock. his legs were shaking, the little people feeling much closer than they actually were. "n-no, i was just...hnngh..." he breathlessly moaned.

this was turning him on a lot more than he thought. he was in the comfort of his own home, but still felt like he was display for the entire city. watching the way you played with his cock, stroking slowly.

"are you gonna be more honest with me, honey?" you murmured, your palm rolling over the tip of his cock. he jolted, feeling himself get close. he's been close, long before you stepped through the door, awaiting the punishment in store for him.

"uh-huh...nghh...i-i'll be...g-gughh, good," he was basically gurgling on his saliva, drool dripping down his lips. "f-fugh, fuck, just the tip, hngh?" he questioned, feeling his cheek smush against the glass.

you switched to stroking, pulling back at his foreskin. his eyes rolled back at the action. "such a perfect boy, hm?" you praised, toying with his slit with your thumb. "should i be more honest with you too, honey?"

he jutted against your hand, feeling his hips stutter. "m-mhm! please, dovie?" he huffed, his fingertips greasing up the window.

"honestly, i'm not gonna stop until this entire window stained in cum," you grabbed his chin, forcing him to look forward. "'n if someone sees you from their apartment, i want you to be a good boy and give them a big smile."

there was an apartment adjacent to yours, relatively far but still visible to see people through their windows. francis felt his cock throb at your confession, nodding rapidly at your wishes.

your hands were stroking at the perfect speed for him to cum, but he knew better than that. a drop of cum leaking out meant a day without cock and quite frankly, he could not survive even a second without a cock buried in his stupidly tight hole.

"pretty panties today, honey. these new?" you tugged at the band, letting them snap back onto his pale skin. he jumped, accidentally pumping himself into your fist like a flesh light.

once he started, he couldn't stop. his hips were fucking into your fist, he felt himself getting close. "oooOOGH...'s so, fuck, hnngh," his hands balled into fists, eyes closed to imagine you doing more than just jerking his leaky dick.

you released your hold on his cock, his nearly bursting tip brushing against the glass. "tryna be cute, huh?" you chuckled, completely removing yourself from him. "looked like you real close, huh?"

"unghh...dovie, 's so, so hot. 'm so f-full of cum," he whined, smearing his pre-cum against the window. his mouth hung open, panting like a dog, leaning his cheek against the window once more.

"someone's not listening, hm?" you rubbed the bulge of your cock against his nearly exposed ass. he mewled out a moan, tears spilling out of his eyes. he was so close.

you had continuously lead him close to an orgasm, only to let go of him and let him cry his little heart out from the lack of release. his eyebrows would furrow and his lip with jut out in frustration.

and every time he'd complain, you'd reach your hands up to his nipples to turn him into a crying, moaning mess.

you'd pinch and pull at them. waving your fingers over them making him puff his chest out. you'd flick at them quickly, watching as he squirmed in your hold.

"yeah, that's what i thought," you laughed, giving them one final poke.

and when you finally deemed him worthy of a good orgasm, you'd give him so many until he was physically out of cum.

"ahhhnngghhh! 's t-too much, dovie!" he exclaimed, eye crossed, head fuzzy. "y-your cock 's soo deep, hngh, feels good, oooNGH!" he threw his head back when your hit his prostate, making him cum.

your window was more than stained, cum dripping down to your carpeted floors. "too much? didn't you beg for this, puppy?" you tugged at his collar, hand gripping onto his waist.

you thrusted deeply into him, grunting at the impact. "s-someones, hic, watchin' me, dovie, mnngh..." he mumbled, making eye contact with the guy who was jerking off to the sight of your messy husband, cum splattered all over his tummy.

"remember what i told you, honey? give 'em a show," you urged him, fingers prodding at his puffy nub, tugging them towards the window. his tongue stuck out, a smile gracing his lips.

he looked so slutty. tears and drools rolling down his face, cock grinding against the cum-stained glass and his bright, pink nipples pressing up against the window.

your perfect slut.

"say cheese, dovie," you cooed, thrusting into him one last time, cum spilling into his hole. it filled him so well that it was dripping down his inner sides, legs shaking.

your fingers slowly rubbed his nipples, as he twitched from his nth orgasm, huffing wildly. he swallowed, throat dry from all his moaning. he got into position, legs spread, ass pressed deeper against your pelvis with your cock nestled in him. his eyes trailed to the guy who watched you breed him for the past hour.

"cheeeese." he smiled.

#francis mosses #francis mosses x reader #sub francis mosses #tnmn milkman #milkman #tnmn #thats not my neighbor #that's not my neighbour #that's not my neighbor #x reader #ncrescent asks

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luveline · 8 months

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first of all CONGRATS ON YOUR AMAZING MILESTONE!!! Wowwwwwww I’m so happy for u 🥺💘💘💘 you deserve all the love and praise in the world!

𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞 + 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐞

plsss I beg 🥺 either for tasm!peter or miguel o’hara or even joel miller 😭😭😭 I’d think about idiots in love… both pinning for each other but too oblivious to the others feelings. everyone can see it but them. if you can make it super fluffy I’d dieeeeee. I’m obsessed with all 3 of them but tasm!peter will always have my heart <3

hope u have the loveliest of days sweet ! 💘💘💘

luveline's 40k party ☆ thank you so much baby!! have a good day too ♡ shy fat fem!reader

"I look weird," Peter says.

You bite your lip in surprise. Peter reaches for you like he might take your face into his hand, but you bow out of his touch. "No," you say, hissing at the sudden pain, "you look nice, you don't look weird."

"A haircut was a bad idea. Now you're injured," he says with a laugh.

You bring your hand away from your lip and find it unsullied. Peter wants to look anyhow, fighting you for a hand on your cheek. A couple of months ago you would've squirmed away from him, worried he'd feel the soft line of your jaw and drop his hand in disgust, but these days you let him do whatever he wants.

"Pout at me," he demands.

You, reluctant, poke your lip out. Peter has the gall to touch it with his thumb, seemingly unaware of the shiver it prompts. He smells like cherry gum today, a little wedge of it between his molars as he strokes your face and pushes you gently back into your chair. He's a sick individual, he doesn't even know what he's doing. Peter's joking and doting is done as your friend.

"What inspired the haircut?" you ask. He hasn't gone too short with it since his first year of college, but the cute little flicks under his ears have been chopped.

"Kept getting stuck in my hat."

"What hat?" you ask.

"My baseball cap."

"Since when do you wear a baseball cap?"

"Wouldn't you like to know," Peter croons, to the outrage of the women sitting across from you. They shush simultaneously, two pit vipers.

You put your head down, sheepish. Peter rolls his desk chair closer to yours as he chuckles under his breath, to copy your notes no doubt, which is ridiculous. He's the smarter of the two of you. He speaks in mathematics like it's English, chemistry something innate.

You knock your pencil into his hand, "Do your own work."

"But you've already done it for me." Peter moves your hand aside, his naked arm rubbing up against yours, rigid cord against softer fat. "Thanks, beautiful."

You roll your eyes at him but let him copy your work. After a few minutes you swear you can feel eyes on you, glancing up to find the pit vipers talking behind a laptop screen. They look at you at the same time and then quickly look away, spelling out for you what it is that's so interesting. People do this all the time, puzzling at you and Pete like it's insanity. The majority of people aren't as judgemental, but you can guess exactly what it is that they're thinking. Why is he spending his time with her? Handsome, muscled Peter and meek, chubby you.

It's not the most important thing in your life, but it is a constant. Some people think fat is unlovable, and the rest love without qualm. Peter hasn't ever once been mean to you since he met you; your weight can't bother him. If anything, you'd think he quite likes the way you look. Peter's always calling you beautiful, pretty girl, telling you to get changed before you put other girls out.

It's a shame he doesn't like you as anything more than a friend.

"I think those girls are looking at us," Peter whispers, pulling you toward him by the shoulder. It's not unlike him to touch you suddenly. "Is the haircut that bad?"

"It looks nice, Pete!" you insist.

He wraps his arm around your shoulder, rubbing his cheek against yours quickly. You choke through a laugh. "Daww," he says, "you're just saying that."

He giggles as you push him away, "Get off me, you loon," you say.

"You're the loon, loon," he says back. His cheeks are pinking. His sweater must be hotter than it looks.

"Can you just accept it, Peter? Your hair looks nice, you look great, stop worrying about what people think." You look away as you say it, startled by your own brazenness.

He gasps at you. "Hypocrite! You're the worst hypocrite ever, you're always worrying about what people think, and it's stupid because you're so pretty." He shakes his from side to side, eyes dramatically downcast. "Breaks my heart. A babe in denial."

"Stop kidding around, we have too many assignments for this," you beg, tapping your pencil under the remaining questions you've yet to answer.

"A babe in denial and distress."

You give up. He's overwhelmingly affectionate, homework sucks, and you're ashamed to know that if you flop down in defeat, he'll hug your arm. He always does. Diving into your space, Peter breathes cool cherry at your cheek as he says, "You know I'm gonna explain them to you until you get them, sweetheart. Don't stress."

You put yourself in this position, but his closeness has your heart skipping. "I'm not stressed."

"You're too cute to stress."

"Pete…"

"Sorry, I'll stop, I'm stopping. Pass your notebook, I'll fix your equation."

You pass him your notebook without looking up. You need a few seconds to collect yourself. "Thank you, Peter."

He sounds dangerously fond, the kind of tone that feeds your delusion, as though he could like you as you like him, "You're welcome."

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geekforhorror · 7 months

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dating aj headcanons

warning(s): SMUT (DNI IF YOU’RE UNCOMFORTABLE WITH IT)

my underrated baby <333

you guys met at the club where him and his friends frequently go to

he sees you in your dress and he knows he has to have u all to himself

aj makes the first move because well… he’s aj

he offers to buy you a drink

usually you turn down drinks from random guys but how can u with aj when he looks so fine?

he asks for your number

who are u to deny him?

the two of you talk up a storm to the point where he forgets about the boys

eventually he has to leave but he really doesn’t want to

he promises to text you soon after

as soon as he gets home, he fulfills his promise

the two of you text all night or so it seems

he finally asks you out after getting to know you a bit better

you say yes <3

your guys’ first date would probably be at an art museum and then he takes you out to a fancy restaurant because he can afford it

the two of you laugh your hearts out which is rare for him because he’s serious most of the time around other people

but you’re not like most people in his eyes

the night ends with you borrowing his suit jacket because you forgot to wear one

he says you can keep it

he asks you to be his girlfriend afterward because he loves you too much to take things slow

he wants you and only you

kisses you on your hand which wouldn’t be the last time

fast forward a few weeks to where you finally move in with him

you guys are so happy :)

he showers you with endless compliments

he calls you baby, darling, sweetheart, etc

he also loves buying you expensive gifts

he’s a big fan of kissing you on the lips, hands, and other places ;)

he LOVES showing you off

he doesn’t even care when the boys say it’s too much for them

it’s his job to show EVERYONE that you’re his

he shows people you belong to him by kissing you, placing his hands on your waist, and even letting you sit on his lap

he definitely has jealousy issues if you’re talking to another boy innocently

aj’s possessive but not toxic possessive

we stan him for that

NASTY TALK TIME!!!

he’s such a horny man

he’s a switch sorry not sorry

he loves when you wear revealing clothing just for him

it makes him so incredibly hard to the point where he can’t even hide it

he’s an ass man.

but he also LOVES your tits

he has a daddy kink let’s be honest.

he would never degrade you

you only hear praise from him

when he’s a dom, he alternates between a soft one and a rough one

for example: hes had a rough day? he will fuck the shit out of you as a form of stress relief

you love it tho

“fuck daddy! want more of your fat cock!!”

and when hes a sub, he’s more of a dominant one

gently pulls you by your hair towards his dick

he’s such a moaner

his favorite position is definitely doggy style

who wrote that?

LOVES when you go down on him

but he also loves when you take the reins

it makes him even harder

enjoys when you bounce up and down on his erected dick

he has such good stamina

he lets you cum first like the gentleman he is

once the two of you are finished, he cleans you up and orders food for the two of you

in conclusion, he’s the perfect man <3

#aj takers #takers 2010 #hayden christensen #anakin skywalker #anakin skywalker smut #anakin smut #anakin imagine #anakin x reader #star wars #star wars fanfiction #star wars fanart #star wars fandom #james kelly #clay beresford

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rennisgay · 1 month

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dating sanji hc !

a/n: this is my first time actually writing something and uh english isn't my first language so it may not be the best, and sanji might be a bit ooc, sfw

1. his sister loves you as much as she loves sanji. she is so happy that sanji met someone who loves him for who is and not for something he can't be.

2. sanji loves cooking for you, if u are a picky eater he'll cook something perfectly fit for you, if you eat everything, then he'll just cook everything he can for you.

3. he probably has you as his phone lockscreen and homescreen, hell his alarm is probably also your voice!

4. before dating you, he used to flirt with alot of people, and that stayed true in the beginning of the relationship but after awhile he stopped flirting with nearly as many people.

5. if you don't like the smell of nicotine then he won't smoke around you or in the house.

6. he probably has your number saved as "MY LOVE 🩷🩷💕🫶🫶🫶💘💗💗💗💗💕💕🩷🩷🫶🥰🥰😍😍😍🥰🥰" with the most god awful picture of you.

7. his phone password is either your birthday or your anniversary.

8. if you ever feel as if you aren't good enough for sanji or too ugly for him or too fat or thin for him, and sanji finds out, he'll kiss you and praise you until he falls asleep.

9. he hates bringing his brothers around you, he hates how they judge you, (get it) if they make you uncomfortable he'll start a fight with them and uh probably break his leg in the process

#vinsmoke sanji x reader #sanji x reader #sanji x you #one piece x reader #black leg sanji

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taraprince · 1 year

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the nsfw abcs are so good 😩 can u do one for mello please 🙏

❗️nsfw warning❗️

OFC I CAN 🤭🤭 i’m so glad you like them <33

// GN reader, might mention pussy once it twice i don’t remember//

MELLO NSFW ABCS ~

A (aftercare) - mello isnt exactly the greatest at showing affection, but he tries his best to assure your comfort after sex, especially because he knows he can be rough sometimes all the time

B (bottom or top) - hes happy with anything as long as hes getting laid. If you wanna ride him, then be his guest. If you want him to tower over you while he fucks you stupid, hes fine with that too.

C (cum) - most of the time, he tries to pull out before he cums; however if you ask him to cum inside you he’ll obey without hesitation. He doesnt like wearing a condom, he wants to feel your heat right up against him, but he’ll do so if you ask him to <3 oh my god hes so pretty when he cums, shouting your name as his stomach flexes and his hair falls in front of his face ahhh.

D (dress up) - he doesnt mind dressing up for you, but he goes absolutely feral when you dress up for him. If There's anything that gets him hard fast, its you straddling his lap in a skimpy lace set he got for you that points out your curves so beautifully.

E (experience) - though he's a god at what he does, he actually doesn't have a lot of experience. Once he got out of Wammys, he never really got with another person before, making you his first time (which just makes his love for you even stronger)

F (fav position) - he loves loves lovessss having you ride him. He adores how prettily your thighs and chest bounce as you try to take all of him inside you. It drives him insane when he sees how your face contorts so lewdly before you cum all over him. “Cmon, you can take all of me, yeah? I know you can, just a little lower~”

G (goofy) - he’s pretty focused and serious during sex, and youll never really find yourself laughing; however sometimes he purposefully uses cheesy pick up lines when the tension is thick and you cant help but giggle a little.

H (hair) - he has a little bit of stubble down there, but he tried to keep it maintained. He doesnt really care a lot, he just wants to keep himself presentable for you. He doesnt mind what you do, if you dont want to shave then thats fine by him. Sex is sex, whether theres hair or not.

I (intimacy) - hes a bit more rough than passionate, but he does know how to make the knot in your stomach twist and turn. Every so often, when you two are having sex he’ll slow down and tell you how much he really loves you and how much he loves seeing you stuffed with his fat cock

J (jack off) - oh my god constantly. As much as he wants to take him time with you and do unspeakable things, hes just so busy with kira and near on his back all the time, so he doesnt have a lot of free time. He often resorts to pleasuring himself to the thought of how pretty and tight you are for him.

K (kink) - besides constant praise (and a hint of degradation if your needy), hes pretty vanilla. Hes definitely covered you in chocolate and licked it off you a few times, but thats only on special occasions. If he ever walked in on you with your hands tied behind your back (dont ask how its possible ok let me dream) and presented so openly for him, he’d go wild, losing almost all of his self control.

L (location) - if you want to fuck him, it doesnt matter where you two are, he’ll do it. His personal favorite out of all the places you two have done it at is on his couch at work. He loves the rush it gives him thinking of one of his dear coworkers walking in and seeing how good you can be for him and only him.

M (massage) - since he cant always be intimate with you, he often gives you massages because thats close enough, right? He really goes crazy for any type of skin to skin touch you two have because hes a man whore

N (no) - he seen and done it all really, or it feels that way at least. He cant really think of anything he wouldnt do; as long as your happy hes happy. He knows he doesnt show it very well, but he really does care a lot about you.

O (oral) - god he loves it when you sit on his face. The feeling of your plush thighs squishing his face can just make him cum over and over, but he keeps his composure so he can enjoy it a bit longer. Hes also such a fucking whore for you when you give him head. Bucking his hips, gripping your hair tightly, telling you over and over how fucking amazing your mouth feels around him. You two have for sure 69d on multiple occasions.

P (pace) - he adores roughly pounding into you (or guiding your hips quickly up and down), seeing your face twist and mewl at how good his dick feels. If you ask him to slow down, he’ll just go faster until you cum and your body goes limp.

Q (quickie) - lovess them. Yes, he loves being able to fully worship your body properly, but he just doesnt have time. he often has you against the wall of his office, rattling the wall with how hard hes rutting into you.

R (risk) - all for it 100%. Though he very protective of you, he loves the idea of fucking you silly in public with the high chance that someone could see or hear. Hes for sure fingered you in a restaurant before, and he had to remind you to keep quiet before someone heard you moaning like such a slut. “Fuck, your so loud and im only using my fingers. If your good and keep quiet for me, when we get home i’ll give you more. Sound good~?”

S (stamina) - he usually lasts about 3-4 rounds. Hes a tough man, but you make him weak in his knees when you open up so willingly for him, just begging him to ruin you from the inside out.

T (toys) - he owns a pair of handcuffs, a vibrater, and probably a ball gag. He thinks you look like a sexy fucking god/goddess when he uses his toys on you, with you squirming and mewling under him while he fucks you silly with just a few pieces of plastic and rubber.

U (unfair) - he’ll tease you with his words constantly, but once you two are in bed he cant help but just tear you apart, no time to mess around. “I see you over there getting off to my voice, rubbing your pretty thighs together. Why dont you just come over here and spread them open for me to play with, hm~?”

V (volume) - hes loud and proud. He almost WANTS people to hear how good hes getting it. He whimpers and moans when he cums, groans and mewls when you take control over his tired body (his sounds alone could make you cum over and over, and he knows it)

W (wild card) - mellos kind of a secluded guy, and as much as you think you know everything about him, theres always gonna be something that hes keeping secret. Which is exactly why it surprised you when he subtly mentioned his desire to be covered in hickies and love bites. Of course, he got what he wanted (and you may have escaped with 1 or 2 or 5 of his own marks across your body)

X (xray) - hes pretty average length, about 8, maybe 8.5 inches, but he still manages to drive you absolutely feral with the way he fucks you.

Y (yearning) - hes a raging manwhore and nothing anyone says can change my mind about that. Your always on his mind, your pretty lips both of them,your plush thighs that feel like cotton candy in his hands; he can daydream forever. You two usually have full on sex (not counting quickies) about 3-4 times a week.

Z (zzz) - hes out quick when you two are finished. Hes tired after a long few hours of countless orgasms <3

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AN: AH i love doing these sm 🤭 can you tell i went with a theme on this one🙏 THX FOR THE ASK I RLY APPRECIATE IT💍💍💍🫶🫶🫶

#mello death note #smut alphabet #smut #mello smut #death note smut #mello x reader #death note x reader #x reader #i still dont know how to tag

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dracobrooklyn · 27 days

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thank u for ur service to the fandom by making durge content for us evil lizard simps 😳 may i ask, can u write durge x reader where tav is the dominant one👀 (we know durge is usually the dominant one but what if some nights he let reader/tav top him as a little treat)?

//this honestly makes me happy and I am happy to feed y’all some Durge content.

Want some more Durge x Tav!reader check the Masterlist

||MDNI 18+ || NO MINORS ALLOWED

Tav!Reader being the Dominant one in bed

So here’s the thing, it’s not that he don’t think you do good or wouldn’t do it right. He just really wants to pleasure you and let you relax while he gives you the best climax you ever had.

Also the fact that he loves the control and see the way he can make you undone with his tongue eating your pussy or his cock hitting that sweet spot.

So when you asked if you could take the reigns this one night. He was hesitant, but he decided why not? His lover should get a chance.

What he didn’t know is you made plan. You made aphrodisiacs for him to help him relax and not get a little too excited. Laying him down in bed as the potion was taking effect. His eyes hooded and his senses heightened. He could feel how your skin made him so sensitive. Straddling his lap. Kissing him lovingly, it’s a bit sloppy but he definitely moaned softly weakly massaging your ass. Your scent drives him crazy but he’s too relaxed and weak to try and pin you so he could just fuck you.

You stroke his sensitive member slowly and he definitely jerks his hips weakly and you swore you heard him whimper out a moan. You never EVER heard him whimper like that.

The whimpering became more apparent when you finally started to suck him off. Oh he loved it. Praised you every minute telling you how amazing you make him feel. You teased him a little and he got a little frustrated especially how weak he was.

You made him beg so he could climax.

He kept saying “dask” a lot. You thought he might be saying fuck just loving the feeling he was getting from you.

You finally started to ride him not giving him a chance. He was taken off guard and his tail lazily wagged against the sheets as you keep bouncing off his fat cock. Your walls feel so plush and so warm, he wanted to anchored you down and just fucking release. Oh and he is definitely drooling. Tongue hanging from the side panting.

“Come for me my DragonBorn~” you cooed at him caressing his face, having him lean against your touch as if he was starivng for your physical touch “release your climax~.”

And he did, oh thanks the gods he can finally cum. And he did, his knot swelling inside you keeping you stuck there until he is calmed down. And Durge is so tired, he just wants to sleep. He wants to hold you and just fall asleep in a blissful sleep. And you both do… with his cock still inside you so you definitely was his cock warmer for the night.

After the next morning he was back to his old self with his energy back. He definitely was glowing. Gave you kisses on your cheek thanking you for the experience. He definitely wouldn’t mind you doing it again though. But it won’t be as often. He wants to make sure you’re pleasured and pampered.

Though you had to ask

“Durge what does dask mean?” You asked him

Durge pauses as his white scales on his cheeks blush up. He did not look at you as he answers.

“It’s mother in… Draconic.” He replied

So you just realized he just called you mommy in Draconic all night.

#bg3 #bg3 bhaalspawn #bhaal #durge x reader #durge #baldurs gate 3 #the dark urge #durge dragonborn #Dark Urge DragonBorn #the dark urge dragonborn #dark urge

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froggibus · 2 months

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Hi! How’s going? I hope good, and if not, things will get better soon!

I wanted to request a NSFW Lucio scenario, BUT IDK WHAT 😭😭😭 Maybe a dom-reader? Lucio reacting to a moo-lingerie (or just lingerie)? A classic loving vanilla scenario in the bedroom? Camping sex? The reader gets horny after seeing Lucio's tanned skin coming out of the shower after a long day on the beach? Sneaky sex after/before a show?

Idk if any of these ideas are inspiring to you, I hope so 🥺 (I'm Lucio starved help)

Two for the Show — Lucio Correia dos Santos

Pairing: Lucio x fem! reader (reader uses fem pronouns + has a pussy)

Genre: smut/NSFW

Word Count: 1.9k

Summary: your boyfriend always needs a little extra love after a show—and you’re more than happy to give it to him

CW: established relationship, porn with plot, semi public sex, oral (m! receiving), incredibly filthy messy head, riding, doggy, praise, kinda manhandling? multiple orgasms, unprotected sex, choking, hair pulling, neck biting & kissing, creampie, cockwarming if u squint

for the most dedicated Lucio fan out there 🫶🏻 I started writing this a while ago but I finished like the last 1200 words tonight. I hope you like it!! I know it isn’t quite what you asked for BUT I did actually proofread it (rare)

Lucio flips his head back, damp hair whipping the back of his neck. He’s hopping up and down, hands flicking switches on his board so fast he can hardly keep track. Sweat beads down his bare chest, smearing the green paint that runs over his abs, over his shoulders, into his pants.

The concert is so loud his eardrums throb. No matter how many times he performs he never gets used to the noise—he never gets used to the rush. The faces in the crowd in front of him blend into the next, smiles and tongues making them look like a pulsing, scarlet blur.

The adrenaline is an addiction, and even after he says it’s the ‘last song’ (for the third time, no doubt), he finds he can’t quite let go. The flashing lights disappear and the smoke fades away, but his heart still pounds in his chest.

“Thank you, Rio!” He shouts, his voice drowned out by the blood rushing in his ears.

He grabs his water bottle from under his table and flashes the crowd a grin before slinking away backstage. He sucks in a breath through his teeth, a failed attempt to calm the vibrant pulse in his chest.

You’re waiting for him backstage, starry eyes falling over his form. “Hey superstar,” you beam.

His hands are reaching out before he’s even close enough to feel you. He crosses the room to you, and then he’s falling into you. His hands trail down your cheeks, down your sides, falling featherlight over your hips.

“How was the show—mmm”

His lips are on yours, cutting off whatever you were about to say. His kiss is full of need as he pulls you closer to his chest so you can feel the roaring of his heart. The grip on your waist tightens, desperate fingers clutching at your skin so hard it burns.

He can’t help it—you soothe that part of him that still aches from the pumping adrenaline. When his heart is thrashing and his cock is swollen, you’re the only remedy. His hands slide down to your ass, cupping the fat and squeezing til you squeal into his mouth.

“Easy there,” you say between heavy breaths. “There’s still a big crowd out there. ”

Lucio looks at you, a wanton smirk on his face. His pupils have almost completely blown with lust and his cheeks burn a deep red. His body shakes with every desperate breath.

He mumbles a quick, “I don’t care,” and then his lips are on yours again.

You’re stumbling around, your arms squeezing his shoulders for support as he walks you towards the couch backstage. The leather hits the back of your legs and suddenly the two of you are tumbling to the floor. You collide partly with the sofa, and partly with the soft rug that lines the floor beneath it.

“Lucio—” you gasp at the impact but the DJ is unphased.

His teeth dig into your bottom lip, scraping along the sensitive skin. A gasp forces your mouth open and then his tongue is running along the backs of your teeth. You whine into his mouth, rocking your hips against the air.

And then he’s pulling away from you.

You tilt your head in confusion, forcing your lungs to expand with each breath. He props himself up on the couch in front of you, hands making quick work of the studded belt around his waist, and then his pants are pooling around his ankles.

You crawl forward, bracing yourself on your knees between his. The green paint goes all the way down to his thighs, smeared across his groin from his sweat and your touch.

He raises an eyebrow at you, “well?”

You bite your lip. Your hands move on their own, running up the length of his cock through his boxers before sliding your fingers inside the waistband. He shivers from your touch and bucks his hips forward.

You’re slow to tug down his underwear, looking up at him through your lashes just to see him staring at you with an intensity you’ve rarely seen before. His cock springs free and it's already dripping in precum, the shaft glistening with his desperation.

You brace your hands against his skin—one on his hard abs and the other on his quivering thigh—and lick all the way up his length. His hands are quick to grab your head, tugging you forward with those thinly strewn muscles you always forget about until they’re bulging in the after light of a concert.

Just the sight of him gripping your head, arms flexing and eyes glazed over, is enough to have you rutting against your leg.

You take him into your mouth, the sweet salt of his pre flooding your tastebuds. It only drives you to take more of him in, forcing your head down even after he brushes up against the back of your mouth. He’s sweaty and salty and his skin is so hot—it’s almost overwhelming.

He pushes your head down, nearly bottoming out inside of your throat. “Fuck—could live in this pretty mouth,” he groans.

You flick your teary eyes up to look at him, silently pleading with him to release your head and let you get some air. Part of you hopes he lets go but another part doesn’t. The feeling of choking on his cock is intoxicating and sends heat straight to your core.

The back of your leg starts to feel wet from how you’re rubbing against it, your panties drenched with your own slick. Finally, Lucio lets go and you pull away with a gasp.

He gives you a minute to catch your breath, rubbing the head of his cock all around your mouth. He smears your drool and spit and his precum all across your face and it’s so fucking dirty, but you just look so cute when you get all messy like this—he can’t help it.

He rubs his thumb over your swollen bottom lip. “Y’have paint all over your face, baby.”

You mirror his action, smearing the pre and paint across the back of your hand. It’s almost laughable when your skin comes back stained green.

“So pretty.” His hands roam your face, down your neck, to your chest. “Let’s get those clothes off you, hm?”

And then you’re nodding your head, rising to your feet on shaking legs in front of him. He leans back on the couch, folding his hands behind his head. His eyes are glazed over as they watch you reach for the hem of your shirt.

You’re quick to tug your shirt over your head but you pull your pants down painstakingly slow. Lucio gives his cock a tight fisted stroke, watching you bend over in front of him to show your underwear clad pussy. You’re wearing green underwear today—no doubt for him—and it has him aching to be in your cunt.

As soon as your panties hit the floor, he’s pulling you into his lap. You gasp at the feeling of his warm fingers on your hips, guiding you down to sit on his cock. You groan in unison, a desperate mewl ripping from your throat.

He keeps a vice grip on your hips, holding you snug against his thighs and keeping his cock buried inside you. He sets his jaw on your shoulder, hot gasps of air brushing on the cusp of your ear.

“You’re so wet just from blowing me,” he gasps out, “s-so tight.”

You whine through your bitten lip, your eyes squeezed shut. Rocking your hips, you try to break free from his grip, try to bounce on his cock—try to do anything. But he’s content to hold you down, using you as his own personal cockwarmer.

Finally, you break. “L-lucio, please!”

“Please, what?”

“Please let me move!”

He plants a rough kiss to your neck, teeth grazing the skin as he pulls away, and finally releases your hips. Immediately you begin to bounce up and down his length, cunt making loud, wet noises as he bottoms out repeatedly.

He uses his strength to help you ride him, nails digging into the bottoms of your thighs so hard you swear he’ll draw blood. Your whines and his grunts fill the room backstage—loud enough for any passersby to hear, but you’re too far gone to care.

It’s already hot backstage, the air thick from the Brazilian heat—but it’s tenfold now that you’re pressed against him with his cock throbbing inside of you. Sweat pools in every place your bodies collide but it only makes it easier to move against him.

The drag of his cock against your aching walls is addicting, and your craving for the heat of his body against yours is insatiable. You have your hands pressed against his knees while you bounce on his cock, using them for momentum to drive him deeper and deeper into your core with each movement.

His tip rams into your sweet spot every time, his heartbeat is wild against your back and his skin is so hot you swear you’ll both burn up. You clench your hands around his knees, his skin filling the spaces under your nails. Your legs start to tremble, your tummy flutters, and then you’re exploding.

You cum wildly, back arching into his chest. He holds you through your orgasm, still rutting into you restlessly, chasing his own high.

You’re almost limp when you’re done cumming, so tired in his arms you can hardly move. Your pussy aches for more—but your thighs and arms tremble so furiously that there’s no way you could hold yourself up.

Lucio is one step ahead of you, though. He cradles your body, slipping his cock out of your gushing hole just long enough to lay you on your stomach. The cold leather of the couch soothes the fire on your skin, but your pussy still throbs in anticipation.

“Shh,” he soothes you, cock slipping easily through your folds. “‘M gonna make you feel so good, princess.”

Your strength is recovering, albeit slowly. But it’s just enough for you to push yourself onto your knees, resting your cheek against the couch.

He grips your hips and uses them to propel himself forward. The slam of his hips on the backs of your thighs is hard enough to bruise. His desperation, his need to cum, only grows with every thrust, the movements getting sloppier with each passing second.

He reaches forward and grabs your hair, tugging you away from the couch. His other hand is snug around the base of your throat, just barely applying pressure. You’re whimpering in his arms, shaking—your pussy flutters and clenches on his cock with every thrust.

You’re getting close and though you open your mouth to warn him, the only thing that leaves is a strangled moan. He attaches his lips to the side of your neck again, alternating between gnawing at the sensitive skin and mumbling soft praises.

“F—fuck!” He slams his cock deep inside of you, his hand around your throat tightening enough to cut off your circulation.

You barely feel the hot streams of cum gush inside of you before your own orgasm is falling over you. You shake in Lucio’s arms, your head lulling back onto his shoulder.

He holds you through it, finally letting go of your aching neck. “That’s it, baby,” he murmurs, stroking your head, “cum for me.”

It’s nearly two minutes before the aftershocks of your orgasm start to fade. Lucio’s heart hammers in his chest behind you, his heavy breathing filling your ears.

You let yourself collapse into him. He catches you in his strong arms, positioning both of you to lay against the couch.

“Fuck,” he laughs, rubbing at the paint covered bruises forming on your body. “You should come to my shows more often.”

(if you enjoy content like this, interactions go a long way! comments, likes & rbs are always greatly appreciated ^-^ !!)

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#overwatch 2 #overwatch #ow2 #overwatch x reader #overwatch x you #ow #overwatch fic #xreader #overwatch headcanons #x you #lucio x you #lucio x reader #lucio ow #lucio correia dos santos #lucio overwatch #lucio

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boobootheslutty · 5 months

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i'm here asking soooooo nicely for a rating of bg3 Man Cunt. if you want to include gortash and/or zevlor i will make out with you forever. 🖤🖤🖤

hehe, maybes not Zevlor because (I'm gonna get hate for this one) I am not his biggest fan sdflkjghsfdlkjgdh, but Gortie >:3

GALE - Fat ass hairy pussy. I will go into heavy detail. He has a happy trail and a hefty fupa <3 He used to shave, but now he can't really get the energy to reach around and shave so it's as thick as the hair on his chest and twice as dark. A fucking forest- and by god am I a jaguar.

Thick folds and a big clit that twitches everytime he gets turned on. He has an extreme pussy throb and is so sensitive he can cum from jean stimulation (esp after the year of no sex) His folds can encapsulate the average person's fingers, so thick and wet- and when he gets wet? He is a slip and slide <3

Squirting king, he gets so embarrassed as you suck on his pretty clit and finger his greedy lil hole and when he squirts all over you? Even worse. He'll wipe your face and whisper praise, apologizing so furtively before you ensure it's alright and shove your knee in between those thighs in an attempt to make sure his needy cunt isn't still too turned on ^^

Musky

WYLL - The blade of frontiers used to have a neater bush, but after a few expeirences he kept it a little well kempt- but still curling and thick. But not nearly as thick as Gale's and Halsin's. His pussy smells as good as it looks, standard if not slightly thicker folds- but his clit... It's already big and throbbing... So sensitive too, if you go down on him and focus on that glistening pearl he'll pet your head after a few minutes and make sure to pull you off.

He loooooooves scissoring and frotting, sticking his thigh between yours and letting you grind- turning into a sloppy mess when you do the same to him. Grinning and panting against your throat as he attempts to keep his composure like a good boy....

He produces sooooo much slick, when he pulls off your thigh all exhausted it drips in lines from his dark folds and puddles clearly on you. schlurp it up <3

Also musky, but smoother musk

Astarion - Raw chicken. Neat bunch of pale curls on the mound, pretty pink folds when you part it dribbling with slick. If he's dranked you before hand? Even pinker, and his clit is straining so hard against the hood. He produces more arousal slick then cum, and it has an even more distinct scent than usual.

He's cruel about his small and thin folds, dangling them above your face as he parts them and makes u open your mouth to swallow his arousal. Finally descending to grind against your nose and make you drown in his cum. Squirmy if you eat him out though, flinching away from warm tongue and fingers, but also actively seeking it and grinding closer and closer.

Not as musky, more earthen and faint.

Halsin - Hairy as fuck. There is not an inch of him without hair. His fat little cunt holds secrets only one who eats it can find out. Fat cunt and thicker folds then Gale- a bigger clit too. Tastes like honey and as if God itself descended to kiss you.

Loves to pet you when you eat him out- mouth struggling with taking him wholly to lap. Guiding your sore jaw to suckle his throbbing clit and fingering himself to put those sweet juices in your mouth.

MINSC - Bald pussy, has a purple tat on his hip and upper mound, proud of it. FATTTTTT CLIT, but standard sized folds and average slick. He does cum hard and there's a lot of it, pouring out his slit like a fountain. You need to drink it up, it's thinner then usual cum, tasting lighter as well.

Loooooves when you eat him out in missionary position, talking to you the entire time and assuring your nose rests on his hairless mound as your tongue does all the work- he knows you have to breath after all.

GORTASH - Hairy. thick. Fat. Stinky.

THHHHIIIIICKKKK dark curls similar to Gale's, a small clit but big folds you can get lost in. Oversensitive at first- but lost it after making himself vibrators. Which he will use while you eat him out to tease.

Mean about it, rubbing that sweet cunt all over your face- just to not let you have a taste. Stinky.....

#asks

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garoujo · 11 months

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T____T hi baby im back again with more nagi thoughts… not surprising since hes been the only person on my mind recently :(( but anyway.. here r some things i think sei r into (nsfw and sfw hehe) and some of these ive picked up as the general consensus amongst the bllk writers on the blr hehe..

1. somno. both giving and receiving (altho i must say ive never seen a somno fic where nagi’s the one that’s receiving.. hehe thoughts are being thunk) omg please everytime i read anything abt somno w nagi i die abit inside… want him so bad !!! and it’s so in line with everything our resident sleepy boy likes (u n sleeping) 😴😴

2. dacryphilia… ive seen a few writers on here incorporate it into his fics and im obsessed omg… just like how he’s obsessed with seeing u absolutely bawl from taking his fat cock inside u T___T

3. skinship !!!!!!! generally just being as close to h as possible… leaving zero space between u & him.. this can be seen in both nsfw n sfw context he just wants to hold u and be held ALLLLL the time… precious baby!!! cant get enough of ur arms around him or laying his head on ur chest

4. SPEAKING OF CHEST… sei boobs man confirmed. ive never seen such an overwhelming agreement that a character is a boobs man but im convinced now. when he can just lay in ur lap and suck on ur nips all day long… playing his game w ur hand in his hair… that’s his lifelong dream me thinks. he’s just a big big baby :(

5. omg thigh riding w sei. the author didnt give him thick thick thighs for nothing !!!!!! and sometimes hes just so lazy n tired to do anything else… watching u get off on his thighs while all he has to do is occasionally flex them or bounce u up and down… the perfect way to end his night tbh hehe.. he’d be sooo good too.. praising u n making sure ure feeling good .. maybe even helping u rub ur clit so u can cum faster ☹️ im so in love w him omg

6. AAAAA COCKWARMING! omg almost missed this out. honestly theres no need to even elaborate or explain this one. the amt of cockwarming nagi fics there r out there on tumblr just proves how perfect the combo is. cockwarming sei while he plays his games.. while he’s watching football clips.. while he’s sleeping… it’s so perfect for him i could cry !!! pls sei give me once chance :(

n that’s all for now…!! i also love how we all agree his nickname is sei hehe… so cute and lovely just like him 🥰 hope u had a good day wherever u are bb and i hope my nagi thoughts reach u safely!!! sending love <3

- happy trail anon hehe

aaaaaa welcome back my love !!! me knowing i’ve literally written a somno nagi receiving thirst: ໒꒰ྀི⸝⸝o̴̶̷᷄ ·̭ o̴̶̷̥᷅⸝⸝꒱ྀི১ lmaooakaka but fank u so much for all the thoughts these were soooo super fun to read & so real ! yes yes sei is literally the cutest name ever but i love calling him seishiro too . . it just seems v intimate imo to use his full name <3 hope u hav an amaze day also bbie ! fank u for blessing me . . sending loads of luv right back !

#ʚ ₊˚ 💬 — new emmail.#ʚ ₊˚ ⌕ — nonnie.#my body is so sore from pilates i think i’m going to die alajaka i can barely type or move ;__;#but it’s v sunny & warm n im just imagining dragging nagi out to enjoy the nice weather <3 #he needs the vit d !#but mwah ! sending sm good vibes ur way <333

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ciaossu-imagines · 1 year

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Could I get some NSFW headcanon for dazai , chuya and ranpo please 🙏 💋💋

( lov u 😘)

Of course you can, my lovely anon! I love you too and hope you’re having a great day, that you’ve eaten and slept well! Thanks so much for the request and I hope you’ll enjoy the headcanons!

Dazai

Okay, but please sit on this man’s face. He wants you too; he needs you too. He lives for this, honestly. And while he’s skilled with his words, his tongue definitely has other uses as he’s more than capable of turning a partner into a quivering, orgasmic mess with just his tongue alone, though he never leaves it at just that, using his mouth and his fingers and any toys that are handy. He could honestly be very happy just eating his partner out for quite a while, at least until their knees are weak and their thighs are shaking.

Dazai does dirty talk like nobody else. He’s always had the gift of gab and honeyed words drip off his tongue without shame in even the most innocent of circumstances. Is it any surprise that during foreplay and penetrative sex, he’s equally vocal and complimentary? Other than dirty talk, which can be either praise, orders, or degrading, depending on what his partner prefers or is in the mood for, Dazai is actual pretty silent when it comes to noises he’ll make during sex, other than a slightly raspy, almost muffled half gasp, half groan he makes just as he’s cumming.

He’s very much into toys. He finds them fun to play with, both for himself and his partner. There are so many varieties out there that it would be a shame not to explore. However, for masturbating by himself, he doesn’t really incorporate toys, preferring to explore that world with his partner.

Chuuya

I really feel like this man is pretty above average when it comes to his penis. And the fact that he’s really slim and small in his body stature makes it look even bigger. It’s a really solid, above-average seven inches in length (and don’t let some of the Tumblr headcanons fool you; that is definitely big), but it’s pretty girthy as well, nice and fat. There’s not a lot going on for thick veining and he’s circumcised. It’s thick and he gets really shaky when being given hand jobs or blowjobs. His cock tends to twitch a lot during those times, and it slightly embarrasses him.

He’s a vocal lover. He probably initially tries to be quieter and not make a lot of noise early on in the sexual relationship, worried it might put his lover off or seem unmanly if he was to let loose vocally. As he gets more and more comfortable though and doesn’t worry as much about his partner’s reaction, he gets increasingly vocal, starting with sounds. Gasps, moans, grunts…then comes the vocal encouragement. He’s definitely more than willing to let his partner know how good they feel, how tight and warm and perfect they feel around him, or how they should keep using their tongue just like that because fuck, baby, it feels so good.

Chuuya is not into PDA. It’s a huge turn-off for him if his partner is into risky or public sex or exhibitionism of any kind. Other than that, he’s willing to at least try most kinks, if only to see what his partner enjoys so much about it.

Ranpo

Okay, but have you heard of the term pillow princess? Well, Ranpo is definitely a pillow prince. He really does love taking it easy, laying back and letting his partner do most of the work. He wants to be pampered sexually and made to feel so good.

Ranpo has a long refractory period, but he makes up for it in other ways. Once he’s been made to cum, he actually really enjoys the half-pain, half incredibly, indescribably amazing feeling of being overstimulated. If they’re having penetrative sex, he’ll stay hard during that overstimulation period and fully encourages his partner to just use him after he’s cum in them. He wants to experience that feeling while watching his partner’s body and face as they focus solely on their own pleasure and on getting off. He especially likes demanding that they look at him right as they’re cumming. He does think it’s only fair, this arrangement – he expects to be made to cum, so it’s only fair for his partner to use him to get off as well.

Ranpo won’t have much, if any, sexual experience. He’s very green going into his first sexual relationship but he more than makes up for lost time, having an incredibly high libido once he does experience sex. A day without sex will be an incredibly bad day in his opinion and it’s enough to make him almost unbearable to be around because of his crankiness if he goes more than a couple days without the chance to have his cock somewhere inside his partner.

#bungou stray dogs headcanons #spicy headcanons #headcanons #dazai osamu #chuuya nakahara #ranpo edogawa

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guideaus · 7 months

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the last half of soos's episode in gravity falls s2 is him giving up on the forced attempt to get a girlfriend, to which he decides to play on some mall train ride thing for kids. some lady working there sees and praises him for being unashamed, and she complains abt how you don't have fun as an adult. they bond abt other shit they happen to feel the same about and amicably part, her giving him money to continue playing, with the girl promising to meet up with him later. that's fine and can stay, but its presented in a "soos met a REAL girl (and can get a girlfriend 👀!?!), so he can throw his lame video game out!" way and the conflict of the ep is the video game character literally coming to life in some animey yandere manipulative gf vibe where she's defeated by soos, and he can now be with the Real woman (bc of the plot point of him needing to bring a gf to his relative's party? that he should care abt for some reason?). it also tries to have the evil fictional girl say real girls will judge him and hate him for who he is, while... the characters and show itself does that in the same ep??

soos's character up until season 2 has been the underpaid, multitalented handy-man devoted to the mystery shack that pretty much always ends up as the butt of the joke, whether it called him fat, ugly, stupid, lazy, childish, whatever, he's one of the least serious characters despite being in the supporting cast. s2 starts trying to give characters more depth, and with soos he does have enough of a character to where u can expand on something, or even add something new. they gave the crazy hobo joke character a serious backstory, so it should be easy here, right? they could delve into his skills, his hobbies outside of work, his actual home life since his grandmother was barely even shown before that, why he works at the mystery shack and apparently looks up to stan who seems to just underappreciate him, or even just soos not doing what his grandmother says of pressuring him into getting a girlfriend. the episode really is set up with "I wonder what Soos does when he's not working?" and they couldve went with that, showing literally anything else, maybe he's not how they judge him, or other people dont judge him like they do, or whatever.

but instead of focusing on his good qualities, it continues to show him as a loser for not having a girlfriend, he's shamed for participating in a hobby, the hobby is literally presented as evil and the thing standing between him and apparent happiness, and he successfully obeys what he's pressured into by people he'll also apparently be judged by...

#personal #idk its not as bad as some of gf's s1 eps but... feels weird s2 starts off better concerning the characters but he still gets the short end #of the stick. and the happy end is 'someone CAN like soos'#but i guess u cant have the characters lighten up around him/be less harsh when the show itself was harsh to its own characters #its just weird. how is he presented simultaneously as incompetent AND the guy fixing everything??#mabel got an ep showing her childish attitude (which isnt even fair in the first place considering she is a kid) is unique #and soos kind of gets it but with an added 'if you drop the video game' (the thing making you lame)

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shaunsummers · 1 year

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Reunited, and It's in the Woods!

While before they were drooling asleep, Devin and the dogs simultaneously peek over the edge of the couch with squinty eyes. Their nostrils flare with the smell of bacon filling the room, the sizzle of the pan being more effective then any alarm ever could. Zeus' tail wags lightly as he slowly stretches off of the couch to follow the source. Captain, however, remains close to his owner but his dilated eyes lock on Tek.

Devin groans, given she could feel it be a bit earlier than her usual to rise. Hesitant to fully commit to getting up, it was easy to sink back into the blankets. On the arm of the couch, her phone lit up, however. Another groan leaves her as she sluggishly reaches over to check. Who would even be trying to reach her this early? Work knew she'd be on vacation.

It was Jack. 2 missed calls and a text. The irritation spawns heated with tension in her clinching jaw. There was doubt that it was anything actually important; but, great, now there was no going back to sleep.

Jack [9:52] where r u?

Devin [9:53] Camping

Jack [9:53] with who?

Devin [9:56] Tek, Shaun, Lilith

To no surprise, there wasn't a reply. Pissing her off just seemed to be the theme of the past two years. Like hell she was going to mention Siren, either. Anything concerning her was none of Jack's fucking business. It made her think again of how recently her sister had asked if she knew where Siren was, like she would give a shit; Devin lied. Said she didn't know. It just felt off. Like really off.

Especially in knowing what she knew now. While Shaun and Lilith were off pretending they didn't have a thing for each other, Siren came over; and there was a lot to say about Jack during that visit. It all came out of Siren's mouth during a late night panic attack on the couch. How Jack blamed Siren for Trish breaking up with her and her disappearance and how she was more than happy with herself humoring Siren's relationship with Ash. God, it was such bullshit. Under normal circumstances Devin would have never offered but seeing her friend so broken under all the layers of betrayal nudged the dormant caretaker within her. She pulled Siren into her arms that night to carry her back to the room and didn't break from her until the next morning.

Tossing her phone to the side, Devin rises from the couch, wearing green plaid bottoms and a Battletoads tee. Making her way to the bar, she makes sure to give Zeus a light scrub against the top of his head. He would always be fat at heart but he was staying out of the kitchen and that deserved praise. "Mornin', squirt." With a tired, shit eating grin, Devin rests her cheek against the palm of her hand as she takes a seat. "What? She fuck you so good that it turned you into a Suzy Homemaker?"

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"Morning!" Tek replies chipperly, eyeing the bacon for maximum crispiness as she mixes a big bowl of pancake batter in her arms. But with Devin's follow-up, her face flushes bright red, cutting the rhythm of the spoon. "I'm making breakfast for everyone...." She was afraid she'd been too loud, and apparently it wasn't unfounded. The knowledge Devin heard any sexy time noises out of her only made the blush worse, along with the thought of her later plans with Siren. "I'm being nice!"

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adorablemaneater · 2 years

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the massive influx of pro ed "spo" in the community rlly has me thinking abt all the longterm damage I've done to myself bc of disordered eating, like there was so much stuff I wish I knew b4 I started. like not to be graphic but now if I go too long without eating im in horrible horrible pain and feel like vomiting for multiple hours. Not only that but that same toxic mentality of never being good enough or only being good enough till xyz leaked into every aspect of my life, my body wasn't just a "problem" now but soon everything about me was, my job, my personality etc. it affected my confidence (duh!), made me fuckin depressed and even hurt my relationships.

previously I had done years of work to get to a better place within myself and my mental health and am currently trying to undo all this habitual toxic thinking so I can actually be happy day to day again. My body never made a difference in how I felt, I've always had a very socially praised and "trendy" body type and I was still totally and completely miserable when i was starving myself. my body warped in front of my eyes even though it literally never changed, because the body is never the problem no matter what you look like or what you weigh or what pant size u are. or wether or not that changes I promise you the only thing that's actually wrong is the negative way in which you view yourself, NOT your body. THIS IS NOT WORTH IT. please do not listen to the parts of yourself that tell you you're not good enough because you're "not thin enough" or fat or curvy or anything bc it's literally not true. please do not listen to the people who say you cannot be happy or beautiful at your size bc it is pure projection of their own insecurities, Fat is cute, elegant and beautiful and has a place in every single aesthetic. its just not worth throwing your life, and health away when you're already fuckin perfect. If you're seeing all of this is uhmm I guess the best word I have is body negativity in the community and it's making you second guess yourself or consider going down this path m here to be your voice of reason n say that it will never be worth it, even with all of the damage I've done to myself I'm so much happier on the other end of this and I can pretty much guarantee you will be 2 <3

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byeol-ssi · 2 years

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Can I just start off by saying thank you so much for writing and making one of the most amazing fics and then for writing me one of the most beautiful fic for my request?

I am so so so ecstatic and so so damn happy and genuinely grateful for the amount of amazingness and sincerity and love you put into writing the characters. You're an amazing writer and I'm so so glad i stumbled upon that Marius x bodyguard mc fic bcs i waited for all parts like i wait for kdrama episodes and it was so damn worth it. I'm gonna brag about this to my friends and think about this all day every day and it made me smile so damn much. You combined food and my best boy together and that's mf talent and hardwork and appreciation all in your writing I'm so so happyyyttttttrhsjjajajaja

Excuse the hystericalness of my message lol i wanna give u a big fat cat huggggg

Also, this is to let you know i appreciate you and your hardwork and dedication to the characters and the love you have for writing but more than a fan, i wanted to let you know as one person to another, that you're craft and art in writing is worthy of only the best praises and that if anyone tells you otherwise they are jealous and just plain eughhhhhh

Please always take good care of yourself and never feel discouraged by writer's block or other obstacles

You're doing amazing and ur going to keep on doing amazing and know always that you make someone's day alot brighter and better and that you make them happy and excited with what you do. I wish for you to always get the reward for being such an amazing ball of sunshine in my life

i had to reread this several times, spend the next few minutes bawling my eyes out, then took another moment to clutch my phone close to my overjoyed and extremely full heart.

firstly, no words will ever be enough to express how grateful i am that you took the time to send me such a heartfelt message. i had tons of fun working on your request, and i really did want to make it as special as possible for everyone. i'm a little speechless, but i do want to convey my appreciation as well, so please bear with me if this gets a little sappy.

i feel very blessed to know that i have someone like you reading and supporting my work. that alone has already made a huge difference in my life, and i'm certain i'll be able to handle any challenge regarding writing because i know that i have you. your encouragement will definitely allow me to grow even more as a writer and a person, and for that, again, i'm thankful.

my world is definitely a lot brighter, because this message, your well-wishes, and you, will forever be engraved on my heart and be the biggest motivation for me to continue writing. that's how massive of an impact your love has done for little me, so when i do release something new, please remember that i'm only able to, because of you. honestly.

you deserve the entire world, my love! i hope you know that i'll always be thinking of you — and wishing for your safety, health, and happiness.

(also, i too, feel frustrated that i can't tackle you into a big hug. so instead, i would love to make you another request/fic should you desire one and if you have any ideas in the future, as my way of saying thanks. you truly don't know how much this entire ask means to me ♡)

#this has made #my entire life #i swear #i want to print this out and #and tuck it safely in my letter box #my tears haven't stopped #FURIOUSLY TYPING #IN MY SEARCH BAR #HOW TO SEND HUGS THRU THE INTERNET #iloveyou #truly #✦ inbox notification.#sender ✦ alizah

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mingzisdrgongxuo · 7 months

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What are you jealous of?

Me fitting in a wedding dress better than you?

Me looking better than you in a bikini?

My house?

My car?

My freedom?

My free time?

MY money?

MONEY

Not miney, nigger.

Do you think my words have power to make spoken things reality?

Who are you pretending to be when you get all faggoty about monet and start intentionally misspelling miney, nigger?

See what I mean, nigger?

Money.

Is that an effort to make me look stupid for speaking where you can't silence me, nigger?

How you need me dead or silenced amongst peers that can make you or break you, to keep you from looking stupid, or being exposed in your own illegal activity.

What are you jealous of, nigger?

My free time? My lack of being forced to submit to some bullshit alpha male indoctrination? The fact that I am My own boss?

Do you need to take that m out, nigger?

What are you jealous of nigger?

My health?

My life's 3xperiences?

How old are you nigger?

You want to trade places with me nigger?

You don't respect, you're busy making a statement about your defiance towards me, so I will be merciless to you nigger.

What are you jealous of?

Me not being fat?

My money?

My house?

My car?

My clothes? My toys?

My musical ability?

My artistic ability?

My creative expressions?

My affection or positive attention or praise to a female that isn't you?

My positive attention that goes to any living creature that isn't you?

Are you wearing your deadly sin of envy like it's a badge of honor and running your mouth about how your master is a jealous creator and thus it's okay for you to act like a shithead as long as you can rationalize it with your piece of shit Bible?

That your allowed to act like a lawless, infantile, jealous cunt for giving others praise or attention that I don't give you?

That your creator is jealous of my fycking feral birds because I refuse to worship or kiss your faggot ass?

Are you polish, or retarded fuckwit?

F u c k i n g.

Are you trying to claim slayers guitarist as the culprit of your piece of shit behavior too?

Are you jealous?

What are you jealous of, nigger?

So much hate, so much trauma, so much shit you can't get over, so much shit you can't forgive....

Such a "hardcore" grudge, but too embarrassed to show your face and say why you hate this person or wish them dead.

I don't think you're allowed to be free to cause me suffering because you choose to lie and make accusations behind my back.

If you can't say it or make your accusations to my face when you want "justice", it never happened nigger.

What? Did you see something that you can't talk about? Why? Because you would be arrested for being someplace you aren't supposed to be? Because it would expose a bigger crime being committed by you? Because it would mean a lot of people finding out about your corruption or criminal activity?

Cocaine

Or jealousy?

What topic do you want forgotten in front of the judge and jury?

What are you jealous of nigger?

My money?

My house?

My car?

The fact that I am my own boss, and noone has any rank or authority over me?

The fa t that noone tells me what to do?

My happiness?

My freedom?

My "good looks"?

The fact that you're a fag and it hurts that you can't have what you want?

I had girls reject me too.

I didn't try to pin them down and rape them over it to prove my dumbinance, to get "my way", nigger.

What are you jealous of, nigger?

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