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bigfatbimbo · 1 month

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saw ur post ab the vees and i wasn't sure if u wanted nsfw rambles or sfw rambles so like... i'll send the sfw rambles in a separate ask 😭

anywaysss im thinking ab putting them all in their place.... maybe they're all arguing over you or being pissy to eachother in general so you punish them all- seperately ofc, u cant have them getting off in eachothers pleasure bc ik damn well they'd be into watching you fuck someone else especially another one of the vees

i am always willing to rant about the vees🙏🙏🙏

summary — The Vees being humbled by the reader in the form of loose, unprofessional headcanons and vague thoughts.

warnings — dom reader, sub… everyone else, very messy, not proofread, read at the risk of incoherence

a/n — I HATE THEM SO MUCH!! THEY’RE THE WORST!! Let’s as a society fuck them to tears.

So, unpopular opinion, I’ve see a few ideas of being the vees collective lay or ‘plaything’ fucktoy, and the idea is so much more fun with a dom reader.

And i’m saying that objectively too, like not just as a dom reader blog. Because these are three people who make up the worst aspects of society, and lowkey are basically just manipulation tactics personified. Propaganda the trio!

Looking at these cocky assholes, who are the embodiment of what is considered terrible people, and who all have unmatched mathematically impossibly high egos, would it just be so fun to fuck the pride out of them?

Especially, for example, let’s say you’re around a lot and you’ve become a trusted person a good fuck for the Vees. They all have terrible attention seeking tendencies, so it would be safe to assume they’d be all over you.

Vox would be trying to talk to you about whatever particular subject he thinks is most interesting (about himself) to capture your attention, while Velvette would be close to you as well, flicking her phone your direction to show you something she finds funny or hot, but mainly as a subtle power-play to get your attention off Vox and onto her.

Valentino would be much less subtle, of course, by nature. He’d be all up around you, touching you, running his hands along your shoulder blades as he walks past, and probably the type to ‘drop something’ and bend over to flash you his fishnets and panties.

Needless to say, they’re all pissing each other off immensely. Obviously, being short tempered people, this leads to an argument because Velvette was ‘talking to you first’ but Vox had ‘actually important things to say’ and according to Valentino ‘the two of you were boring them out of their minds’ and he had to ‘spice your day up.’

Unfortunately for the Vees, you don’t do your one ‘job.’ Your attention isn’t given to any one of them. Yet. You just simply sit on the couch, scrolling through your phone and flicking through channels. Maybe you even actually leave the tower and go eat out or something.

Of course, until later when you pick them off one by one. And no matter who you decide to fuck senseless first, they will be so obviously loud just to be petty because, after all, you did choose them first. Like they would be being obnoxiously vocal about how ‘full they are’ or how ‘you’re going so fast!’ or some other fake shit like that. It’s honestly a whole show. Now, I feel like fucking all of them at the same time is kind of inevitable, because they’re all deprived horny freaks on the lowkey. (Except for Val it’s very highkey.) But I think there would be little mannerisms that appear on one on one sessions that they would NEVER show during a foursome. For example, Vox’s certain… titles he uses. mommy kink mommy kink mommy kink. Because he would literally die before calling you mommy or daddy in front of Velvette or Val. It’s okay when it’s just you because it’d be easier to be vulnerable around someone he trusts to set his dominance fully aside for.

And like, yeah, the other Vees know he gets fucked just like the rest of them, but it’s simpler for him to keep his illusion of dominance and respect out side of the bedroom, if the more shamefully submissive aspects of himself stayed hidden.

Also, I think Valentinos would have an easier time actually giving into to subbing during one on one sessions. Like yes, he does sub when it’s with you all the time. That’s the point of the fic.

But he’s less of a power bottom, and his flirtatious, incredibly disgusting remarks subside much faster into whimpers and whining.

Because, although less professional than Vox, he does still have an image. And when it’s just you fucking him, his vile horny comments disappear into whines for your attention in no time. Well actually a lot of time, but the point is that they actually do. And similar to Valentinos, Velvette’s confidence when bottoming alone with you is increasingly less apparent. Yea, she’s still bossy and definitely a power bottom, but there’s more of a recognition that she isn’t in charge. Honestly, she’s such a princess I think she’d actually have a very hard time going into subspace, even when alone. Because degradation just pisses her off. Why aren’t you worshipping her like you should be? But then it’s, what the fuck, why aren’t you worshiping her like you should be?? It makes her brat out even harder, which she does show in front of the other Vees, until she’s actually just needy to be pleased and given pleasure, making her twice as whiny. That aspect she does not show in front of the vees. But let’s talk about group sex with the Vees. Probably only used as a severe punishment, or a surprisingly giving reward. I have a very particular scene for the severe punishment aspect, however. So they’ve all been bad, but let’s say, for the sake of specifics to set the scene, Val has been worse. It is still a punishment for Vox and Velvette, but punishing them all to the same extent when Val has misbehaved clearly more would be wrong, would it not? They’re all greedy, selfish assholes, so you’ve concocted the perfect form of torture for your useless brats; they don’t receive anything until they’re good. Especially Val. Velvette has a strap on, so she can’t even feel anything but minor friction when you slide your worked open ass onto the plastic dick and open your legs, exposing your empty pussy to none other than Vox. He eats you out reluctantly, while rutting into the mattress as fast as he could, all while you cockwarm (and sometimes roll your hips to press the strap against her pussy uncomfortably) Velvette. Oh, and where’s Valentino? Tied up in a chair in front of the bed, getting a perfect shot while being totally naked and hard. You have a gag in his mouth too, because otherwise he’d be complaining the whole time. Because that’s just not fair, is it? He does this all day for a living. Seriously, he watches people fuck all day. It was his turn to feel something! And you would only have punished him more if he’d done something about this at work today. (Yikes..) I mean, this sounds like complete and utter bullshit. A lose-lose situation! But, it actually is completely fair. And as you’re receiving all the pleasure, from Velvettes feelingless, fake dick, Vox’s tongue while he humps the bed pathetically, and Val’s whines in complaint, you know the punishment is working. You’ve bothered them behind belief, you’ve hit a spot you knew would leave a message. Because none of the attention is on our poor little trio at all. These naturally selfish, greedy people, have to finally give. And god, they’re becoming more desperate for your attention and praise by the second.

a/n — We all know I love sub Vox. But this opened by eyes to how much I love sub Velvette and Valentino. REQUEST THEM ALL MORE.

Also, Rose, I CAN ALWAYS COUNT ON YOU FOR A FIRE ASF PROMPT.

if this flops im throwing myself out of a window btw

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luciddownloading · 6 months

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Astrology Observations: Scorpio Edition ☠️

🦂In doing these observations, I like breaking down the differences between the Sun, Moon and Rising in a sign. With Scorpio, I look at each as the different elements of a crime scene.

(These are analogies/metaphors, btw. Please don't take this literally)

Scorpio Rising is like the detective. They are investigators, obsessive thinkers, and will dig and dig until they find the info they need. It is very hard to hide around them because they will ask questions, get in your head, and figure out your motives. Most people don't know what they're doing and the extent of their manipulation. But, like the detective, this skill can be used for good.

Scorpio Sun is the murder victim. And, hold on, I am not saying they are weak or powerless. It's more so that the metaphorical "deaths" they have to endure end up shaping who they are. And, like a murder victim, they become very well-known for how they "died", whether it was through heartbreak, betrayal, career/financial loss, mental health struggles/breakdowns, etc. But, the good thing is that they learn that any kind of death is only a transformation.

Scorpio Moon is the killer. As nice and charming as this person may appear (and genuinely be), there is a fierce, sometimes even ruthless instinct within. It's just about learning how to destroy what needs to be killed off, in a positive/constructive sense. But, heaven help those who fuck around and find out. Like a killer, they can be both vaguely intimidating but also the last person you'd expect. Their dark or ferocious side can catch people off guard and that intensity is not only unmatched but can rage out of control if not managed.

(All three placements have a little of each archetype in them but each displays these respective energies the most)

🦂 People with Scorpio placements = love of horror movies. Most of the time, anyway. Especially Scorpio Sun, Moon or Rising. This obsession may begin young and even extend to a fascination with true crime. This is my Moon sign and I loved horror and serial killer documentaries so much growing up that I got side-eyed a few times lol. (But, now, of course, that's become trendy)

🦂 Scorpio Venus people are not necessarily the die-hard, super-serious, "I love you so I must breathe your oxygen" relationship types that they're made out to be. Some of them channel a lot of that intensity into the sexual part of relationships while remaining casual or emotionally unavailable otherwise. So, this placement can be as much of a player or serial dater as anyone. That just may not exactly be how they want to act deep down.

🦂 Those with Mercury in Scorpio usually have some skill with divination, whether or not they are tapped into it. They could make excellent astrologers or Tarot readers. Some of them are naturally good at spell work, as well, or could be skilled mediums or channelers.

🦂 There are two types of Scorpio Risings: 1) the ones who give you witchy or sexy vampire vibes (and who may identify with either archetype) 2) the ones who seem like adorable, harmless elfin/fae beings who are much more powerful than they initially appear.

🦂 Scorpio people look great in all black and this isn't limited to the Venus or Rising sign. It is a power move of sorts and a way to honor one's shadow self (which every self-respecting Scorpio person will thrive on). Also, try black boots, ultra-high heels for those who wear them, and anything sheer like mesh or lace.

🦂 Scorpio Moon people are either very naturally seductive/erotic/alluring (even if they don't try or aren't aware of it) or has the sex appeal of a bowl of mashed potatoes, even though they may try very hard to be sexy. Sexiness can vary with Scorpio people and does tend to exist in extremes. But, since the Moon is what comes instinctively, this is truest for them. They either have it or they don't.

🦂 Scorpio Mars people can be very, VERY petty. This is the lower expression of it. The evolved ones will have a past of vindictive behavior or holding ridiculous grudges but learn to rise above that. And I mean ridiculous grudges. Like, "you ate the last slice of pizza that I wanted two years ago and I haven't forgotten it".

🦂 Scorpio Suns and daddy issues go together like peanut butter and jelly. In most cases, either the father figure walks out on them or dies during their upbringing or they just have a super-complicated relationship.

🦂 It's hard to find a sign that is more proud of their sign than Scorpio. Virgo's may outdo them (because so many Virgos LOVE telling you they're a Virgo lol) but they're up there. This extends to the Moons and Risings, as well. They are quite likely to get a tattoo of the Scorpio symbol or a scorpion or phoenix or eagle.

#astrology #astrology observations #astro observations #scorpio #scorpio energy #scorpio placements #scorpio sun #scorpio moon #scorpio rising #scorpio mercury #scorpio venus #scorpio mars #scorpio stellium

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sinsirellaxx · 1 month

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I love love love your toxic Slytherin boys series. Can you write how they would react if you tried to give them notes (aka constructively criticize them in bed). I think it would be cute/funny. ILY!

Slytherin boys – you (respectfully) criticize them in bed

Warning: Toxic boys and slight smut here and there

A/N: I'm sorry, this isn't as funny and cute as I initially wanted it to be – but I hope you still enjoy it! Love you too! ❤️

Mattheo …

… is shocked. He’d be deeply offended but instead of blowing up or trying to argue he’ll just have to prove that he is unmatched in bed. Whatever you tell him, he’ll disprove. If you tell him that he should pay more attention to your clit, whenever he goes down on you, he would do exactly that. But with a twist: he’d not stop until you were crying from being overstimulated, the muscles in your thighs spasming – your body completely shutting off.

“Already tired, love?” He’d murmur breathlessly, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. “We’re just getting started, doll. You’re in for a long night.”

Theodore …

… blinked at you when you told him he was always too rough. “Too rough?” He questioned; his brows raised. Your cheek flushed red as you fidgeted in front of him, slowly nodding your head as you confessed that it hurt sometimes.

“I’m sorry for hurting you, tesoro.” He whispered softly, tracing your jaw with his fingers before taking a hold of your chin. “I’ll be more careful. Sometimes I just can’t help it – I get lost in the feeling of you.” He mumbled seductively as he lifted your face to kiss you.

Lorenzo …

… scoffed when you told him that he was bad with his fingers. He glared at you as you apologized, telling him that you didn’t mean to offend him. Lorenzo would not touch you for days. He’d reject any advances from you and watch your face fall every time.

He’d wait until the perfect timing until he made his move – which was in class. You were sitting next to him at the far back of the classroom. Enzo moved his right hand to your thigh, the corners of his lips twitching as he felt you flinch and tense up. His fingers teased the hem of your skirt before moving his fingers towards your panties. You tried removing his hand from advancing any further, but he managed to slip his fingers under the cotton fabric, slowly teasing your slit.

He'd show you how talented he was with his fingers. He was an excellent pianist after all.

Draco …

… is offended. No matter how nice and careful you were about it Draco was mad. He’d be ashamed. Instead of trying to listen to you he would completely reject whatever you have to say.

He wouldn’t initiate intimacy for the next few weeks either and would always find an excuse. “I’m not in the mood.” “Not now.”

He would be so petty about the whole thing. You would have to pull him aside and talk to him about it, reassuring him that he was great.

Blaise …

… laughed out loud. When you repeated what you said and told him you were being serious, he stopped. He didn’t know what to say either but after gathering his thoughts he asked you to exactly tell him what you want before removing his shirt. He’d not let you leave before you hadn’t told him how you liked it.

Tom …

… threw you on his bed before you could even open your lips to speak. He read your mind – which he occasionally did – and was shocked to hear you weren’t completely satisfied. He had taken offense to your thoughts and the only way for him to forgive you is to make you regret thinking them.

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cherigu · 11 months

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— ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Dulce Venganza!

Genre: smut Pairing: sub!jeongguk x softdom!reader Word Count: 2.5k Warnings: college!au, fratboy!jk, grinding, solo masturbation (m), hand job (m), nipple sucking, vaginal penetration, cowgirl position, unprotected sex, overstimulation, PUSSY WHIPPED JK, fluffy ending

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Attending a party held by the most popular fraternity was a one-way ticket to seeing everyone you despised, something you should’ve kept in mind before you found yourself getting holes burned into by your ex’s laser eyes across the room. You had done fairly well in minding your business all night, having gone to this party mainly for the drinks. This meant you hadn’t socialized much all night, most of your friends abandoning you for some mediocre dude upstairs.

All you were here for was to stand still by the drinks table and look pretty. You knew how to doll up, wearing a two-piece mini skirt with a matching crop top. It accentuated your body shape and showed your assets just right. Instead of working in your favor and attracting a good-looking guy to spend the night with, it seemed to work against you since your ex couldn’t seem to look away. Even while having his tongue shoved throat-deep into a girl, he still managed to maintain eye contact with you

You knew what his plan was, he wanted to make you as jealous as possible tonight. Unfortunately for him, you couldn’t care less about what he chose to do with his life anymore. Whatever he was doing was just pathetic at this point, desperately wanting to catch the attention of somebody who no longer found him on her list of priorities.

Even then, you couldn’t find it in you to ignore his petty attempt at making you mad. It was the least you could do to spice up the night. Although the show he put on with the girl on the dance floor didn’t upset you in the least, you were sure he would be affected if the roles were reversed. Two could play at that game, even if you secretly knew that this would ultimately be a poor excuse for hooking up with someone for the night.

You smirked to yourself while you scanned the crowd of bodies, needing to find someone who’d hit him right where it hurts, he deserved it after all. Your eyes immediately caught another pair, those of a person who’d make for a perfect target. Jeon Jeongguk.

Popular athlete, leader of the frat, host of the party and not to mention, attractive. The guy fulfilled all of the qualities your ex lacked and surely would make him weep like a little baby at night because you deserved better than him, which wouldn’t be a lie. You weren’t a nobody in your class, owning a fair share of popularity gave you a striking social life. Apart from your captivating personality, came the out-of-this-world beauty.

This was another reason you didn’t take time to second guess your plan, you knew any guy would feel rather accomplished to even breathe your air, let alone have a night with you. You had an unmatched ability to coin any man, even those like pretty boy Jeon. Undoubtedly the perfect woman, it’d make for a great achievement to boast about to the guys lining up at your feet for a chance.

So you began to strut towards Jeongguk, watching the smug smirk on his face grow as the distance between the two of you grew. “Eyed me long enough, usually they crawl over immediately after seeing me stare back. Almost thought I’d have to break the tradition and approach you first” He joked through the loud music.

“How sweet of you” You sneered, lightly hitting his chest with the back of your manicured hand before stretching it out towards him. “Wanna dance?”

“Thought you’d never ask” He smiled, taking your hand in his and letting you drag him to the dance floor. Pushing your way through the sea of sweaty bodies that reeked of alcohol, you were able to find a spot to dance with Jeongguk in.

Giving your ex a clear view, you pressed your back into the boy behind you, wrapping your arms around his neck and sensually moving your body against him. His hands lowered to your waist, taking a firm hold of it when he felt you begin to grind against him.

He lowered his head down to your ear, close enough to whisper so you could hear him easier over the blaring speakers. “Dude in front of us will not stop shooting daggers at me, babe”

You ceased your actions to turn around and face him, loosely snaking your hands around either side of his neck and cocking your head, “I know, ‘s why im doing this” You chuckled. He brought a hand up to his chest to feign offense, “So you’re telling me that pretty girl is using the Jeon Jeongguk to her advantage?”

“Don’t flatter yourself too much, are you gonna help me or not?” You asked, needing to know if he was still okay with this going forward. “Wanna see how upset he can get?” He smiled, eyes darting down to your plump, glossy lips. “Mmm, show me”

With that, he pressed his lips into yours, satisfied with how you immediately melted into the kiss. The taste of your cherry-flavored gloss overwhelmed his senses, almost forgetting what all of this was about. Similar to him, any thought of your original plan was out the window, solely focusing on basking in his sweet taste. Your lips moved in sync, molding together perfectly.

The two of you knew of each other but never took the chance to pay much attention. You were too focused on yourself to enter the dating world, as he was too busy with his sports to do the same. But this kiss, this kiss was enough to show the both of you what you had missed out on. It didn’t take much for the two of you to crave more.

The slight nibble on his lower lip had him rubbing his clothed length on you, causing you to pull him even closer to deepen the kiss. You slowly pulled away, desperate for air but not yet wanting to break the kiss. He looked so pretty above you, swollen lips and big doe eyes silently pleading to be kissed again. Just as he was about to lean in again, you pressed a finger to his lips, “Not here.”

He cocked a brow in confusion, following you upstairs into an empty bedroom nevertheless. You were quick to continue the kiss, swiftly locking the door and pushing his back into it. You swirled your tongue around his, swallowing the breathy moans he let out. Your leg came up in between his own, firmly propping it against his crotch as he began to grind down on it.

The feel of his hard-on made your stomach flip and you suddenly found yourself asking Jeongguk permission to remove his shirt to which he agreed. Immense pleasure shot through him as his tip rubbed against your thigh, rapidly bringing him down from the short high he was on.

“W-wait Y/n..” He pulled back, “He isn’t here anymore” his puzzled look made you snicker at his oblivion. “What, did you want an audience?” You asked, watching his chest heave up and down at the feel of your leg still pressed against him. You cupped his cheek, lifting his gaze towards you, “This stopped being about him as soon as you kissed me” You inched your knee higher, “But we can stop if this is outside of your intentions.” your finger grazed his cheek affectionately, watching him melt into your touch.

“No! I mean… No, it’s alright..” He confirmed, brushing the stray hairs out of your beautiful face. Fighting the urge to kiss him, you focused on getting comfortable. “Go sit on the bed and take your pants off, baby” You pressed a kiss to his cheek before letting him go on to follow your instruction, watching him sit against the headboard and quickly remove his pants along with his Calvin Klein boxers.

His pretty cock sprung out, thick veins leading to the swollen red tip that grazed his lower belly. You walked towards the foot of the bed, helping you get a more direct view of Jeongguk’s figure. “Want you to touch yourself for me, yea?” You asked, smiling at the compliant nod you received. You began to unzip the back of your corset-like top, letting it fall to the floor exposing your perky tits.

Content with Jeongguks reaction, who eyed you down with his bottom lip caught in his teeth while he gave a light squeeze to his length, you began to slowly slide your skirt down. You made sure to wiggle your hips a bit, adding to the show you were putting on for him. Once your skirt was fully discarded, you pulled down the skimpy pair of red laced panties you’d purposely worn for tonight, not knowing that the boy who’d be lucky enough to see them would be Jeongguk.

You walked over to the side of the bed as he followed you with his eyes, watching you climb the bed and sit on his lap, close enough to his cock that he could almost feel the heat radiating from your core. He instinctively bucked his hips up, searching for your touch after he let his hand fall to his side. “Eager baby?” You asked before he mumbled a quiet “Yes.”

Your hand came down to his cock, using the thick glob of precum that had gathered on his tip to easily glide your hand up and down his shaft. He threw his head back at the way your hand worked around him, pressing your fingers into his weak spots like you’d done this with him before. “Right the-ahh” You ripped a whiny moan from his mouth by brushing your fingers under the head of his cock, showing you he no longer cared about who could hear him, if they even could.

Unable to keep his hands to himself at this point, he brought one down to grip the side of your hip, while the other trailed up to cup your breast. He rubbed the hardened bud, making your hand fasten its pace on his cock. “Wan’ you” He looked up at you with glossy eyes, never breaking eye contact as he leaned down to latch his wet tongue onto your nipple, swirling his wet tongue around your soft skin.

You sucked air through your teeth at the sensation, bringing your free hand to run your fingers through his wavy locks while you stared in admiration at the state you had him in. So compliant and malleable under you, ready to pleasure you at any moment yet so needy for the bliss of his own. “Just like that Gukkie..”

A combination of your moans and the sound of your hand tugging on his cock filled the room as he progressively began to leak more, a sign that he would come soon. His breaths became arrhythmic while his chest pressed flush against yours, hearing him become more vocal by the second.

As much as you’d like to watch him whine around your tits while he came undone beneath you, your core was aching for his thick cock to fill you up. “Uh uh,” you tutted, ripping your hand away from him and chuckling at his protesting mewls, “Inside” You caught his lips in your mouth, slowly using your hand to guide his cock. You hovered above him, allowing your arousal to drip down his shaft. “Ride me, y/n, p-please” He choked out, not needing to say more before you sharply sunk down on his cock.

He felt his breath hitch in his throat and limbs turn into jelly as his cock entered your plush walls, growing slightly dizzy at the feel of your immense wetness coating his shaft. Due to contrary belief, he wasn’t too much of a ladies man. Being too immersed in his studies and sports, he only had time for a casual hookup every once in a while. Despite his lack of exposure to women, he swore that it couldn’t get better than you. The way you so pleasantly sucked his cock into your tight pussy had him seeing stars, leaving him an incoherent mess of babbles underneath you.

As for you, the stretch his girthy cock had offered you was unmatched. The position you were in had his tip grazing your G-spot every time you bounced on his length. You had set a gentle pace, not wanting to make Jeongguk cum before you could do it together. Your stomach was already feeling hot and tight for sure, but at the same time, you wanted to see how much Jeongguk could take.

At this point, he wouldn’t be able to hold on for much longer before he suddenly bucked his hips up, earning a moan-gasp mixed with both pleasure and surprise. “Can’t s-stop.” He feverishly moved against you, causing your hands to land on his shoulders for balance purposes.

The headboard rocked against the wall while you attempted to sputter a “Keep going, be a good boy and make me cum” as his cock continue to drill into your insides. “Feel so good” He cried out, screwing his eyes shut as he felt his seed eager to spill into you. “L-love your pussy.. Love how you feel a-around me, could do this for hours” He whimpered, fucked so out of his mind that the only thing he could think of was your cunt and nothing else. “Yea?” you breathed out, “Gonna make me cum around your cock?” You asked.

“F-fuck mhmm, gonna-” He threw his head back, unable to even keep talking. “Look at you baby, can’t even form a sentence. Do your friends know what a whore you are in bed?” You grabbed his chin to raise his face to yours, “Cum with me.” And with that, he was pumping his load deep into your pussy while it mixed with your own essence, making the fluids messily run down his balls and thighs.

It still wasn’t enough for him to halt his movements, feeling like he couldn’t get enough of you. Even through stuttering hips, he continued to pound his cock into your sensitive cunt. It wasn’t until you tapped his bicep to let him know that the pleasure was fading into pain, that he finally came back to his senses and slowed his thrusts until coming to a full stop.

You let your weak body fall on top of his, feeling his big arms wrap around you while he gently pulled out his cock. The two of you took your time to come down from your highs, needing to catch your breath for a minute. He was still feeling the aftershocks of overstimulating himself while trying to recover from the trance you had put him under. Your fingers soothingly rubbed circles on his skin, whispering a light “You okay?” against him. He hummed in response and held you tighter, before feeling your body vibrate on top of him as you broke out in giggles.

“What?” He smiled, watching you lift up your head to face him. “Nothing, just didn’t expect you to go all pussy-drunk on me” You leaned down to kiss his rosy-tinted cheeks. “What can I say, takes a special one to unlock that side of me.” He grinned, showing his bunny teeth even after you had wrecked him. “How flattering.” You leaned back down to lay your head on his chest, wanting to spend some time with him before the night ended.

Even if the two of you knew this wouldn’t be the last of it.

A/N: wake up babe cherigu posted

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jifanjiang0710 · 4 months

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Closed Doors

yan secretary! zhongli x ceo! reader

Lantern Rite was fast approaching. From the glass windows that extended from the ledge at the bottom to the expanse of the ceiling, you could see that every corner and alley was alight with crimson silk and flowers, couplets and ribbons, lights flashing incessantly even in the mind’s eye. Your own office building had some, sporting of the festivities despite the heavy workload the staff have been burdened with recently.

A hand on your shoulder, a whisper of your name, by your ear.

“You have worked hard. Would you care to chat over dinner?”

“...I’m busy, tonight.”

Zhongli pulled back, gently, as if he had taken the rejection well. When has he ever, in this one-sided… situationship… thing?

“Then let me drive you home.”

“No, I’m fine.” You feel like throwing up, even though you had not eaten in many hours. The last time that occured…

No words. He is displeased, and it strikes a hot bolt of guilt through your veins. He did only mean the best for you, your trusted secretary.

“I mean, I wouldn’t want to trouble you.”

“I can assure you, my dear, it is no hassle at all. Do you not trust me to keep you safe, after all these years?”

You sigh. He speaks much like a doting grandfather. Your eyes trail to the two long red strips on the office door.

“ ‘Longevity like the highest West mountains, blossoming relationships akin to the depth of the Eastern sea.’ Isn’t the second part a bit out of place, Zhongli?”

The man in question leaned in, lowering his glasses and scrutinising the words on the couplet. “So it is.”

“Nothing more to say?” That was uncharacteristic of your secretary.

Zhongli coughed, as if to distract that. “I find the emphasis on interpersonal relations between persons agreeable. Is that not something you wish to have in your life, [Name]?”

“I… suppose?”

You knew he wrote it, and dare not remove it from the front doors of the company. You had to settle with unmatching couplets for the next month.

“Speaking of which, [Name]...” he said, tailing behind you at such a leisurely pace that you always had to stop several times for him to catch up. “The, ah, schedule for the company celebration on the second day of Lantern Rite has been updated. I have assigned your seating arrangement near-”

“Oh, right. I forgot to tell you. I won’t be around next month. I’m going back with my family to celebrate.”

…

“Zhongli?”

Why is he…disappointed? It is perfectly fine and common, for the overworked CEO to take time off to visit their loved ones for the holidays. Zhongli still feels an ache in his rustic heart as you said that.

You wouldn’t be spending Lantern Rite with him.

Last year, and the year before that, and the year before as well, you had; too busy slaving for the survival and growth of the company to take the journey home. He doesn’t know what to do with the chip at his feelings knowing you will not be around this year, even if it only consists of the two of you working late nights at the office, and him replacing your lukewarm cup of tea from time to time. By the time he replies you have arrived at your private office.

“... I see.”

After all he’s done for you, as well. Do you view him as nothing but a subordinate?

Zhongli chided himself, shelving these thoughts for later. His younger self would succumb to petty, childish musings like these, and he would imagine he has matured.

He sees you falter, perhaps noticing the shift in mood. “Are you going anywhere for Lantern Rite?” you asked.

He smiles, not too broadly, making sure to keep his eyes still.

“Where has an old man like me to go, except for work?”

To the untrained eye, you seem unphased, but your secretary knows better. With a little observance, he can detect your uncomfortable twitches, fidgeting, wandering eyes. And, contrary to public belief, Zhongli can be very observant. How do you think he picks out the gem amongst stones? To him, you are that very diamond he so desires.

“Please, you are hardly half the age you act. You could… take a trip somewhere south, escape the cold…”

How intriguing. Before you can blink he towered over you, arm brushing against your shoulder. Zhongli looked you directly in the eyes, without a hint of warmth or the usual wise whimsy he conducts himself with.

“A most interesting suggestion. However I do not intend to go holidaying off by myself.”

You had no response to that, still recovering from the apparent change in attitude of your secretary.

“Not to mention, I would… how do I phrase this… find myself missing you terribly.”

For a moment, you think you see the amber in his eyes morph into a disgusting, bloody red. It could easily be passed off as reflection from the hanging lanterns.

He continues, when you don’t speak. “So, when you return to your, ah, loved ones, partake in the wonders of tradition and communal gathering… please think of me as well.”

A sweet statement turned sinister. Was this how he had gotten you to stay for the past year, and all the Lantern Rite’s before that?

Come to think of it, you don’t know why you were so busy back then either.

“After all, [Name]...”

He would do anything to keep you here, under his watchful eye and within his clutches.

“What is a poor old man to do, without you?”

He tried to play it off as a joke, a light-hearted statement made meant for mild amusement. You seemed to take it well, offering a hesitant chuckle. If you find this off-putting, he would hate for you to discover what he did to earn his position as your secretary. When he was young it would have been much more… how to put it? Physically forceful.

The bloodlust from them has since faded. How would you feel seeing him slathered in crimson? Cringe in fear and revulsion, or praise him for his devotion?

He finds violence by his own hands unnecessary, now. He can do just as much and more with the influence he currently wields.

The manager who tried to seduce you, the owner of a rival company’s snark comments, all the scathing words of Internet users who think it so clever to be cruel to you behind a screen… one way or another, he has taken care of them as a good secretary would.

All that has paid off. Now he is your most trusted staff, the one who understood every quirk and minute action. No one had been through every high and low, seen you inside and out like he has.

He caresses you so gently, as if you were the most delicate petal or the most fragile diamond. As if all this was right and normal, for a secretary to do.

Who would suspect Zhongli the gentleman, collected, distinguished and composed of such depravity?

“Good morning, dear. Happy Lantern Rite.”

You trusted him, wholeheartedly.

But when you eventually wake up in his arms, in his bed, to the sound of firecrackers and joyful festive cheers, even after he promised the last time that it was a one-time mistake and would not happen again, you’re not quite sure you do, anymore.

#yandere x reader #yandere genshin impact #yandere genshin #yandere genshin x reader #tw yandere #leos works #yandere secretary #yandere zhongli #yandere zhongli x reader

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euphoricfilter · 1 year

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Yandere/smut Tae or Yoongi PLS 🥲🥵😵‍💫

the red means i love you:

pairing: yandere! taehyung x yandere! f. reader

genre: fluff || smut || established relationship || non-idol au || yandere

summary: taehyung always knew how to cheer you up.

word count: 1.3k

tags/ warnings: murder and blood, consumption of said blood, very very morally wrong ending/brief descriptions of a dead body, smut in the forms of: public sex, exhibitionism, unprotected sex (this is fiction, don't be stupid), squirting, creampie, mild cum play

notes: drabble game is closed <3 i think i'm slowly figuring out how to write such short smut scenes... maybe, i had to cut some of the good bits out :')

☆ this is definitely one of the more morally grey drabbles (mostly the ending) i've done so far, so please check the tags before reading!!

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Taehyung was beyond an ordinary being. Crafted by hands made of gold, wired by a brain as fucked up as his own. The same gentle fingers that had moulded your brain from the depths of hell, all the little things that make us the wrong kind of human, programmed into your entities.

Maybe you’d been designed for Taehyung, understanding his kind of love just as he understands yours. Two shattered souls finding their broken half, because surely if the both of you were insane alone, together you’re nothing but normal.

Every dip in Taehyung’s skin and impurity in his design is utterly perfect in your eyes. Truly a god among humans. A love so raw, you find yourself toeing the line of mania; small things throwing you to the edge. Heart shattered during the moments apart, or suffocating hate for every other human he interacts with.

Now, Taehyung was perfect. He could pull off any colour, face ethereal, proportions unmatched; but you’d always felt he’d looked best in red.

White button-up tainted, stained with the blood of a woman whose name neither of you know; will never know.

Your thighs clench as Taehyung wipes his bloodied hands over his slacks, smearing the red further up his wrists, trailing his honeyed skin like a snake.

Really it was her own fault, sauntering up to your table like you weren’t sitting there; like Taehyung wasn’t clearly taken. As if the ring on his finger, and eyes that belonged to you weren’t enough of a clue that he wasn’t interested in her lame attempts at seduction.

You hadn’t been happy, understandably so. Bitter, ugly jealousy consuming your mind. Petty in the way you’d turned your head when he’d tried to talk to you, or brushing him off as he’d tried to feed you your favourite dessert. Taehyung’s lucky he knows how to brighten your mood, never one to shy away from pulling you into an alleyway beside the bar, whore of a woman taking his invitation for a good time. A shame really, when only you and Tae seem to ever find unbridled excitement from what happens after that.

Ever the sadist, your panties had slicked up deliciously at her muffled screams.

“You’re ever so pretty” you sigh, Taehyung’s fingers digging into your jaw, sticky blood smearing across your skin.

“I was just about to say the same thing about you, my love” he hums, plush lips skimming over the shell of your ear.

A moan catches in the back of your throat as a stray hand grabs onto the meat of your ass, your lover’s straining cock pressed up against your lower stomach.

“Need you, Tae” you whimper, rubbing your cheek a little further into his palm.

He groans as you cup his bulge, gravelly in a way that has another pitiful flush of slick spilling into your panties.

Impatient, you tug haphazardly at his belt.

“Let me take care of you” he murmurs, slipping his thumb into your mouth, metallic tang of blood coating your tongue.

Your legs fall open a little wider as a curious hand wanders up your skirt, nails scratching over your lacy panties. He wastes no time, tugging the crotch to the side, lips quirking up as he runs a finger through your sodden folds.

“So wet, my love. All for me?”

You nod, hands wandering under his shirt, nails digging into whatever skin you can hold. Lines of raw red love sure to paint his skin, a reminder that he is only ever to be yours. Dull ache of your nails on his skin sending arousal straight to his cock.

Taehyung’s lips press against your jaw, breath tickling your bare skin as he runs his tongue over your neck, working his way down your chest; tugging your blouse down below the swell of your breasts, the prettiest little canvas.

Purple flowers bloom from your skin, Taehyung’s favourite kind of art that he spends painting each morning, your skin is always that little bit tender from his lips.

You’re pushed against the concrete wall, back arching as the cold sinks into your bones.

Slicked-up fingers brush over your clit causing your hips to buck.

“Turn around for me, my love” Taehyung pats your ass, tongue wetting his bottom lip when you do as told, fingers grasping the hem of your skirt. You tug it up around your waist, arching your back enough for Taehyung to get a glimpse of your slick-stained panties and sodden folds.

“Good girl” he croons, fingers digging into the flesh of your asscheeks.

The corners of your lips tug up when the click of his belt echoes off the walls of the alleyway, your pussy clenching around nothing as you’re reminded of where you are; world passing by, barely concealed.

You sigh when Taehyung pulls the crotch of your panties to the side over your ass, blunt cockhead running through your folds. Your knees buckle as the tip nudges your clit, electric pleasure thrumming down your body.

“Inside, Tae” you rock backwards, slicking his cock up further before he’s grabbing it at the base, impatient as he sinks into you.

You moan, arousal leaking out of your pussy, leaving the inside of your thighs shiny.

“So deep” you sigh, hand reaching back to hold Taehyung’s waist, helping him sink further into you.

Taehyung groans, hands falling to hold your waist as he pulls back, only briefly before he’s rocking back into you.

You quiver, fingers digging into the wall, delicate skin flaring red as Taehyung starts to pick up the pace. Guttural groan rivalled by the lewd squelch of your cunt.

“Harder” you whine, selfish in your own pleasure as you rub your clit, hurdling towards your orgasm.

You hear a group of people laughing, footsteps pattering louder and louder, Taehyung unashamed as he grunts, hips smacking against your ass leaving it red; leaving his claim.

“Fuck–” he cries, “Cum for me, come on” a hand slithers round the front of your body, deft fingers snaking under the band of your bra, delicious pleasure sending you over the edge as he tugs at one of your nipples.

Your thighs shake as you continue to thrum over your clit, body bending just enough for Taehyung’s cock to hit a sweet spot; a rush of wetness splashing against the wall. Rather, you grind your clit onto the palm of your hand, pitiful dribble wetting your thighs further as your orgasm ebbs away.

“Fucking hell” Taehyung groans, cock twitching.

His hand travels down the front of your body, thumbing over your clit before he’s rubbing your own watery cum into the meat of your thighs.

“Cum Tae” you whine weakly, bordering jittery overstimulation.

He punches back into you one more time, holding you to his chest by the weak hold he has over your pubic bone. And then he cums; thick ropes of seed soothing your insides as he gently rocks back into you.

“So good” his head falls onto your shoulder, half-limp cock slipping out of you as he staggers back slightly.

Your mouth falls open at the dribble of thick cum that trickles down your thighs, a breathy whimper falling off your tongue when Taehyung scoops it up, fingering it back into your pussy.

He pulls your panties back over your hole, arm slipping around your waist to hold you up as he tugs your skirt back into place.

“No~” you whine, “You got blood on my favourite blouse” you gape at the handprints that have seeped into the material.

“I’ll buy you a new one, baby” he frowns, kissing your cheek, then your lips, “but first, we need to finish a little job”

Your gaze flicks to the corpse, the poor woman is probably cold by now; the night was bitter after all.

Her blood had seeped into the crevices of the pavement, horror on her face artistic, haunting even, in the dull streetlights.

“Have I ever told you how much I love you in red?” you turn to Taehyung, tongue wetting your bottom lip.

“All the time, my love. You look just as enthralling” he smudges the blood on your cheek, lips pressing a chaste kiss to your lips; smudged red. Maybe with blood, maybe with lipstick. He isn’t sure, though he thinks it suits you.

#bts smut #bts fanfic #bts fic #bts #bts fluff #bts taehyung #taehyung imagine #taehyung x reader #taehyung fluff #taehyung smut #taehyung #bts imagines #bts x reader #bts x female reader #bts non idol au #bts yandere

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blacst4r · 1 month

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DECISIONS (2)

Pairings: Jey Uso x black fem x Jimmy Uso

Warnings: Infidelity

Summary: In the midst of relationship turmoil, Lola turns to the wrong one.

gifs ©️mocooper98

Lola's eyes peeled open, blinking a couple of times to adjust her vision due to the brightness of the room from the sunlight. She was lying on her side with a muscular, tatted arm firmly securing her waist. Her back was pressed against a hard chiseled chest that rose and fell as they peacefully slept. She shifted around to face a knocked-out Jon, smiling at the sight of him in slumber. She took the time to closely observe his features- his furrowed brows, the slight pout in his lips, his defined nose, his shaved beard that complimented his structure. He was perfect.

She brought a hand up to caress his face, the pad of her manicured thumb brushed across his cheek. His features crinkled at the contact before his lids eventually parted, revealing those big, dreamy, orbs she could get lost in.

"Morning" she cooed softly.

"I could wake up to this every day," he said, making her face heat up as she smiled warmly. He leaned in for a kiss, their lips grooving passionately, with hushed whimpers as his tongue slipped into her mouth. His slender fingers seized her jaw, keeping her in place, as they made out for what felt like forever.

His lips finally parted from hers ever-so-slightly as he looked into her eyes, "how you feelin'?" he asked Lola.

"After last night? Sore" she chuckled as did Jon, "yeah we was fuckin like animals huh?"

That was an understatement, several rounds in several positions, followed by a couple more in the shower.

"I thought you would never get tired," she recalled the incredible stamina that had him endlessly fucking her into oblivion with a carnal nature. He licked his lips from that same recollection, "couldn't help it, you had me sucked in...still do," he proudly admitted. "Look, I'm tryna see where this could go. We clearly feelin' each other, or we wouldn't have done this."

Lola silently agreed with him, the chemistry and sexual tension they shared was unmatched. She found Jon extremely attractive with great qualities, but whether she intended on sleeping with him, didn't matter now. He's expecting more of an outcome than just being a sneaky link. But Josh was still her boyfriend, and her fiancé who branded a diamond ring on her finger. Despite that being 4 yrs ago, she held out hope that the ultimate symbol of his love for her, would see them at the alter eventually. That things could change with her and Josh for the better. But was she ready to give up on the love of her life she'd been with for several years, over one night with his brother? And would they have even hooked up if they weren't drunk? Lola's mind was swirling with what-ifs she didn't have the answers too.

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Josh made his way inside the house that afternoon, curious after seeing Lola's pink jeep parked in the driveway. His brows were creased in as he headed upstairs in search of her. She was gone all last night, and hadn't responded to his calls or texts. They were technically on a "break," but that didn't mean shit to him as she was still there, just not in the same bed as him. Still wearing her ring, just not acknowledging the man that put it there. It was all petty to him, he just wanted to dead all of this and get the relationship back on track.

He finally found her in the bathroom relaxing in the tub, her braids up in a bun and some sort of product applied to her face. Tyla's water played at a low volume from her speaker on the counter. Lolas eyes were shut, but opened as she felt his presence further in the bathroom. She took in his appearance, noting how fine he looked with that mug on his face as he leaned against the counter with arms crossed.

"So where you been?" he started off, voice deep and gruff.

"At my girls" she lied through her teeth.

"You couldn't tell me that? I'm steady callin and textin and yo ass not answerin" he scolded her.

"I had my phone on dnd Josh, I just wanted to get away from this" she explained tiredly.

"So what we doin' Lo? Huh? You wearin yo ring sayin we on a break but you still here after havin sleep overs witcho homegirls. Ion get it" he looked frustrated as he failed to rationalize it, "what you seein other people too?" he added.

Her heart spiked at the suspicion, though it wasn't a hunch Josh actually had. But if only he knew.

Internally Lola was rattled, but on the outside she rolled her eyes, "I don't know what we doin' either besides fighting Josh! That's all we do, and I'm over it!"

Josh released a stern breath, swiping a hand down his face and rubbing his beard in deep thought. By now, the song had switched to truth or dare, how fitting.

"I love you Lola, it's a reason I got down on one knee for you, I plan on makin you my wife but we can't get there till we resolve the shit we got goin on right now. Ion want us to tie the knot and still be havin the same issues," he voiced sternly, letting his words sink in before he continued, "look, no more break, either we in this or we not."

"I'm in this Joshua, but we gotta work on us properly, not goin at each others heads, not bickering-"

"Not stayin gone" he interjected.

And not fucking his brother...

She nodded with an anxious breath, "yea that too," bypassing the most important part ringing throughout her conscious.

Josh brown spheres bore into hers much like Jons did earlier as both men poured their heart out to her, "I'm in love witchu Lo, you my world forreal, and I'mma show you that, on me." He walked over to the tub and carefully bent down, planting a tender kiss on her lips that melted her skin- lingering long after he exited the bathroom. She was left to wallow in her filthy sins amidst the cleansing waters that couldn't wash them away.

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#jey uso imagine #jimmy uso imagine #black reader #jey uso #jimmy uso #the usos

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burningvelvet · 8 months

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more rambling thoughts on pride and prejudice and my first foray into jane austen so far

1 austen really loved the word “felicity” - i love getting a feel for an author’s language - i’m also so glad that she’s so much funnier than i thought she would be! i didnt know she was funny at all. everyone always focuses on the romance and heightened emotions of her stories but why have i never heard about her social commentary, sense of humour, clever use of plot, etc.? this is what i love & this is what she excels in imo!

2 mr wickham is so byron-coded its unreal. the regency era rake vibes are unmatched. his “idleness and dissipation.” his hysterical levels of pettiness and melodrama. tbh love him. can’t wait to see what he does when he finds out darcy has told elizabeth his side of the story

3 coming from my studies on byronism i’ve seen lots of papers compare/contrast the work of austen & byron & now i finally know why — they’re both great at satire but approach it in such different ways that it makes a really interesting juxtaposition. they shared the same publisher, although there’s sadly no evidence they ever met or corresponded; austen once wrote that she read a work by byron, but she gave no review of it — & his wife was a fan of austen, but byron/austen never mention each other personally or their opinions on each other/their works. i feel like he would’ve really liked her though. after i get more into austen’s other works now i want to read byron’s don juan and one of her novels back to back to compare the use of satire & social commentary from their differing perspectives!

#pride and prejudice #jane austen #book thoughts #lord byron

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nayatarot777 · 1 year

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how these mfs have you fucked up

read for a singular person if you’d like to

• pile one •

cards: knight of wands, king of wands, knight of swords, the emperor

for some reason, these people think that they can redirect your focus away from yourself and what you’ve got going on. what you’re building within your own life. your self-rulership is a trigger to them. your independence. your focus on asserting your wants and what you expect of your life and your desires. a lot of these people are very domineering and love to control people - but they obviously can’t with you. the way that they could try to redirect your energy is through petty gossip or trying to influence you to focus on shit that doesn’t benefit your personal growth. there’s self confidence that these people sense in you that is unmatched. for a lot of you, it’s your sexuality too. but whatever goals you have, you feel pretty capable of achieving them. and that’s why these mfs are intimidated. for those of you who are sex workers (i’m mainly seeing dominatrixes and onlyfans content creators), people are shocked at your energy of not giving af about being judged. i’m also seeing that a lot of you guys have smart ass mouths 😂 if someone’s got something to say to you, you’ll return their energy back to sender x5. you seem to be up on a figurative throne that nobody can get you off of. because you only listen to yourself and do what you want to do.

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• pile two •

cards: 4 of cups, 8 of cups, the hierophant, 10 of cups

these people really thought that your loyalty and commitments lied with them - despite them not giving you the emotional fulfilment that you needed and deserved. as if you’d never leave them in the dust like the dusties that they are. like you leaving was the most unrealistic thing. for some reason, these people felt like they had some imaginary ass authority over you - while doing nothing to deserve the respect of an authority figure. this could be a “parent” 😑. the fact that you’ve emotionally disconnected yourself from them and now that they see no signs of you giving af about their existence, now they’re feeling emotionally neglected. good for them. a lot of you have begun to build your dream life now that this person is no longer around you. this person knows that your connection to them is forever changed and transformed, whether they like it or not. but they have some delusional ass mindset where they have the power - somehow, in some way - to convince you to come back to them. this person may also have some sort of god-complex or they could use religion to emotionally abuse. Father God and Mother Gaia sure has something for this person - karma wise. especially Father Saturn (Satan)? yeah, this person has fucked up and they can go choke 🙃

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• pile three •

cards: page of cups, king of pentacles, 4 of pentacles (reversed), 9 of pentacles

these people don’t see the value in you. you may come across as very uplifting, unassuming, maybe even innocent. and because of this, these people have assumed that you have a lack of maturity within you. like you don’t seek stability in the connections that you invest into. little do they know that you take note of everything and gauge whether or not people are deserving enough of what you would give them if you were to actually take them seriously. they actually think that they’re someone who you value more than you value yourself. HA. bih please 😑. these people overestimate the importance that they have in your life. they could even assume that you have an unstable self esteem or something like that, and that you find validation in being likeable to other people, meaning that they assume that you’re easily played. but no. you’re just genuinely likeable. you’re not being a beg and a people pleaser by being nice to them. like, are these people okay or…? because ain’t no way someone being nice to you should gas you up that much. i’m sorry, that’s sad lmaoo. pray for these people y’all (if you want to 👀🤷🏾‍♀️). these people have now seen that the value that they once thought that they had in your life wasn’t that at all. they actually feel pretty dumb. pretty stupid. as they should. these people didn’t want to hold you down and give you any type of stability, thinking that it’s acceptable to be treating you like an option, or a “fun time” and shit, all because you were nice to them? so that must mean you’re dumb? dummies thinking they’re smart. damn 😪

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homicidal-slvt · 1 year

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Request here: Zalgo, Jason Toymaker, and BEN Drowned with s/o has similar personality as BEN himself as s/o likes to have more fun with them? 🎮

Gaming Party

SFW Head-Canons

Characters: Ben Drowned, Zalgo and Jason The Toymaker

Warnings: Just Fluff

Ben Drowned

The chaos gremlin yet also beyond lazy energy you two have is just- unmatched

You guys constantly compete at everything and get into petty arguments, also a lot of playful teasing

Gummy worms, gamer dates, and way too much caffeine

Zalgo

Most of the time is amused by your antics but sometimes gets annoyed by your laziness, will squirt you with a water bottle if you're getting on his nerves

Loves wrapping you up in blankets like a little burrito, has no idea how to play video games but he'll try- and probably fail resulting in him breaking the TV

Big bear hugs

Jason The Toymaker

He loves you so he tolerates your gremlin side- most of the time

Doesn't understand the concept of video games and won't play with you, however he will sometimes sit and watch you

Will force you to clean up after yourself but if you do well he'll reward you with cuddles and snacks

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#creepypasta x reader #creepypasta headcanon #creepypasta headcanons #jason the toymaker x reader #jason the toymaker #ben drowned x reader #ben drowned #zalgo x reader #zalgo #vee's creepypasta works

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ellatoone7 · 1 year

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All the time in the world (Ella Toone x Alessia Russo x Reader)

Work was kicking your ass lately, you wouldn’t change it for the world but that doesn’t mean it wasn’t tiring. You missed your girlfriends as well even though the promotion you’ve gotten let’s you work in Manchester.

You don’t think you’ll ever be able to work abroad again, you can’t even go a full day without seeing Ella and Less.

You were currently working on a mini series for marvel so you felt extremely comfortable at all times. You had missed them when you lived in America so you were grateful that England has given you so much back.

You playlist was blaring as you made your way home, you considered stopping at the shop to grab a few things but ultimately the urge to see your girls took over.

Quickly calling Leah before you made your way home, you and Leah always called each other every day. The bond the two of you had was unmatched, she had been there for you through thick and thin and moving to Liverpool all those years ago for college was the best decision you’ve ever made.

Finally you see the familiar red door, sighing in relief you jump out of the car. You can hear music playing in the kitchen when you walk in and you knew straight away it was Ella from the song choice.

“El!” You called out placing your bag by the door, your girlfriend came barrelling through the door obviously just as excited to see you as she picks you up and spins you around.

“El! Don’t drop me!” Ella scoffed in mock disgust as she placed you down immediately wrapping her arms around you, “Have a little faith in me, love.”

“Not after last time.” Ella winced when she thought back to the time she dropped you, Alessia and Leah absolutely killed her as they spent their night up in the ER waiting for you to get a cast for your very broken arm.

Ella was banned from picking you up but she just couldn’t help herself, plus she’s learned from her mistakes. “I’ve been thinking about you all day.” Her Manchester accent never failed to send shivers down your spine as she kissed your neck gently.

She led you into the kitchen before going back to the dishes, it was only then you noticed the absence of your blonde girlfriend.

“Where’s Less?” Ella put the kettle on as she spoke, “Out getting the shopping, said she didn’t trust me to do it properly.” You giggle at the thought of Alessia and Ella’s petty little arguments.

“Well, you did come back with a dog last time when we only sent you out for milk.” Ella groaned once again being reminded of her stupidity, “That worked out great, don’t pretend you weren’t buzzing when you saw the little fella.” You had to admit you were ecstatic, you’ve always wanted a dog.

Convincing Alessia to let you keep her was a lot harder said then done, Ella’s plan was to seduce her which led to great sex but Alessia didn’t budge with the dog.

After a few more attempts you decided to pull out the puppy eyes that Ella always complains about, they worked their magic again as the new member of your family was introduced.

“Speaking of, where is she?” Normally being greeted by the happy puppy by now but there was no sign, “Where do you think? She wouldn’t let Lessi go without her.” You giggle at the thought of Luna and Alessia shopping, even though Less wasn’t keen on keeping the dog you both saw her sneaking her food underneath the table and secretly cuddling her when she thinks no one’s around.

“So unfair! We were the ones who actually wanted her.” Ella chuckles sitting down next to you, “At least we have each other, eh?” You giggled before kissing her gently, “You are a bit like a puppy I suppose.” Ella scoffed before nudging your shoulder.

“Oh shush, you!” You cupped her cheeks, squeezing them teasingly before kissing her again, you tangled your hand into her hair as you deepened the kiss.

Recently Ella has been putting extra work into this new course she’s taking which meant Alessia and you had a lot more time in bed than Ella had with the two of you. That meant less sex for Ella, which she hadn’t failed to mention a million times a day.

It helped that they had been best friends for years, they trusted each other more than anyone in the world. They didn’t mind sharing even though they both made a competition out of who could get your attention more.

They’ve never gotten jealous or felt left out because they knew you loved them no matter what same goes for you. You all remind each other that everyday, but Ella wasn’t complaining right now as you straddled her.

She had to hear you and Alessia go at it for the past few weeks while she was working on her studying, she knows Less is good in bed but she didn’t know just how good she was according to the sounds from you.

You were both so caught up in the kiss you didn’t hear the front door open or the padding of paws against the floor, “Oi, Oi! Save some for me, yeah.”

“I think you’ve gotten enough of it these past few weeks!” Ella grumbles playfully while Alessia flips her the middle finger, “Your jealousy’s showing, babe!” Ella just chuckles before greeting Luna enthusiastically while you do the same to Alessia.

“Less!” You jump into her arms while wrapping your legs tightly around her, “Hi, Darling.” She kisses you gently before placing you on the ground, “Tooney, help me with the bags then?” Ella grumbles curse words while passing Alessia but not before giving her a kiss and a challenge to see who could bring in the most bags, while your two girlfriends bring the shopping in and try not to kill each other you greet your favourite family member.

Her small frame is easy to pick up as you snuggle into her golden fur, “Hey, Lu! I missed you most!”

“Ouch!” Ella stood in the doorway with mock offence across her face as Alessia pushed her through the door. Luna jumped out of your arms and headed straight to her own favourite.

She whimpered when Alessia didn’t immediately pick her up but as soon as she put the bags down all attention was on the ball of fluff.

“Traitor!” You gasp as you go to cling onto the next best thing, Ella. “Second choice, huh?” You wrap your arms around her shoulders kissing her cheek repeatedly, “You know you love me!” Ella nods glumly, “I do, way to much.”

“Hey, while she’s distracted by the dog she didn’t want we can slip away and get pay back!” Ella’s eyebrows rose, excitement filled her body at the suggestive tone.

Ella picked you up bridal style and ran up the stairs, Alessia didn’t even notice until she heard a loud bang followed by an “Ow!”

“Alessia, start the car!” She sighed before grabbing her keys and giving one more kiss to the dogs nose, “Your about to only have two mommy’s now!”

Ella didn’t spend her night in bliss instead she spent it sleeping on the couch after a long day of Alessia and Leah ripping into her.

But when you hobbled into the living room with your crutches and the help of Alessia she knew you weren’t mad at her and when you giggled quietly in her neck that night about how dumb she was she realised she’s had countless nights of bliss just spending time with you.

Alessia didn’t talk to her for a week. Maybe she hadn’t learnt her lesson.

#ella toone #ella toone imagines #ella toone x reader #ella toone imagine #alessia russo x reader #alessia russo imagines #alessia russo imagine #alessia russo #woso x reader #muwfc x reader #woso imagine #woso imagines #engwnt x reader #muwfc #woso

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I've blocked a handful of people for putting their pissy attitude about the show in the tags. Like, we don't care how miserable you are. We're having a good time. And there's a lot of us. More of us than there are of them. And they hate that too. The show is doing so well. These petty Betty's out here being so bitter and jealous about it is hilarious. They can stay mad about it. We're good over here getting fed abundantly.

same. ever since episode four, whenever i see one bad opinion i press the block button. i don’t get it. they’re mad that a romance centric show has romance. or they’re mad that rick has unmatched devotion to his wife and family. or best one yet, they’re mad that this show has “emasculated” rick, meanwhile all it’s done is strengthened him and brought more insight to his vulnerability — which mind you, isn’t foreign in this franchise since rick has been the most emotionally vulnerable character in twd ever since the beginning, and it’s what shapes him into being a more resilient leader.

sigh. reopen the schools for this fandom i beg. brains are losing cells.

#trips talks #ask #the ones who live #richonne

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Having postcomic thoughts again.. especially within my au where when the girl frees the city and she finds the fab four who were stuck there being controlled by bli but wake up when she frees everyone's souls.

The war would be over, but fighting wouldn't stop. Theres no more dracs and the director is dead but not everyone was being mind controlled, the citizens would all just keep living peacefully and those that were dracs would go home to their families in the desert or city, but a lot of people genuinely believed in bli and were loyal to them, think of all the higher ups that would salvage what was left of bli and make their own resistance now, trying to get their utopia back. Most citizens and people freed wouldn't want to fight or take a side and lots of killjoys would want to retire and put up their guns now that their lives aren't on the line.

But there will still be those loyal to bli, and without dracs or a government there's going to be tons of looting and petty crime in the city but thats not something that can be fought with ray guns, so until something new is set up that's just going to happen.

But there will still be those loyal to bli that refuse to go quietly, and there will also be killjoys that have spent their whole lives fighting a war, that can't just settle for peace all of a sudden, because all they know is fighting for their lives, their freedom. Some will just be restless, but some will always be full of rage, always wanting something to fight, vel velocity would be like this. And there's killjoys that will always hate the city and those that reside there. It doesn't matter that everyone was being controlled and that the city was being run by a bunch of crazy assholes, it doesn't matter that everyone that's left in battery city are just People now.

So there will still be a fight, there will still be rebels. There will still be assholes on either side that refuse to give up their way of life.

And when the girl frees everyone's souls and finds the fab four and brings them home and they settle back in, they'll be restless too, because the last memory they have is dying, its sacrificing themselves to save the girl. And they've been cooped up in the city and they've been under blis control for twelve whole years, and they're restless too, they're angry, because they've had twelve years of their lives stolen from them, because they slaughtered and brought back to life by bli just to be their lap dogs, and they've been used to do god knows what while under their control, and they've been gone and they get back to the desert and find that their friends are gone and they never got a chance to say goodbye, and they missed out on getting to see the girl grow up, shes eighteen now. So they'll be restless, some more than others, one or two might want revenge.

And theres a few assholes from the city dumb enough to keep going, so the fight is not over. The fabulous four, well, fabulous five, now that the girl(Boomstick, she goes by, and it's a fitting name) is all grown up, they will continue to fight, because they're The killjoys, and they won't rest until all traces of better living are gone for good.

They get to fight with Boomstick for the first time, who, sure, they let her blow something up every now and then as a kid, but for the most part they kept her out of danger. But now she's close to the ages they were when they died saving her, and she can fight(she cant shoot in the comics and thats bullshit shes been on her own for twelve years bruh she's fought her fair share of dracs she can shoot a gun a right), she can build bombs as good as Ghoul and shoot as good as Jet, she's the sum of the fabulous four and all their skills. They're a family and now they all get to fight together, they get to catch up, figure out who they are now. And they're unmatched, and they'll end the war once and for all.

#corvids postcomic killjoy au #boomstick posting #danger days #my chemical romance #ttlotfk #mcr danger days #mcr #killjoys #the true lives of the fabulous killjoys #fun ghoul #party poison #jet star #kobra kid #the girl danger days #danger days au #danger days hcs #corvidscrap

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