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kaistrashbin · 2 years

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Return to Tumblr

TLDR NOTICE: There's a TLDR at the bottom of this post, so don't worry about reading all this if you don't want to!

Hello everyone :) It's been 2 years since I last posted! I can't believe it lol. Time sure does fly. My last post on this blog was about two new accounts I had planned to be posting art and perhaps other things on. Unfortunately, I became completely inactive on those platforms and do not even check for others' posts. I have also not been producing art like I used to. Don't get me wrong! I love creating and have done some here and there, but it is not a major focus of mine at the moment. My life has taken sharp turns here and there, as I'm sure the lives of others have as well! As I'm nearing the start of adulthood(which I still can't believe is less than two months away), I have many things on my mind. Getting my Highschool diploma, moving out of state, etc. There are things that I've wanted to do very badly, yet I've found other things coming first.

The point of this post though, is not to simply give an update on my life since I left. Like the title states, I'll be returning to Tumblr! My posts may not be the same as they once were, and I definitely am not the same person I once was, but hey. There's no reason for me not to get on here and send some posts.

I really want to try keeping up with Tumblr(and will try focusing on other things I promised to do when my life settles down a little). Now as I'm no longer so focused on growth and exposure, I don't feel so pressured and can probably enjoy posting much more. You must be wondering by now what exactly I'm going to be doing on here. I will not just be reblogging things I like or things that are useful to me, I also want to actually talk on here. Talk about various topics, analyze and critique things, tell you guys about things I'm thinking about or working on, etc. And please, feel free to ask me things or chat with me! You could ask me to cover certain topics or just get to know me, it's up to you. :) I'd like to eventually post art again but I don't think it'll ever be the main focus of this blog again. If I want to have a blog dedicated to my creations, I think I would just make a new one. Perhaps i'd show a few of my old pieces to show the growth of my skill but that's all really.

Also adding, i'll be changing my username and the overall look of my blog to better fit my personality now. I'm still me! I've just grown more. :) I will keep my old username in my bio for those that get confused!

For those of you that have read most or all of this, wow thanks LOL. Hope I didn't bore you to death. XD

Anyway, i'm excited to see what's going on here nowadays, and I look forward to interacting with you all and sharing my thoughts.

Don't forget to take care of yourself too <3

(Kai)

TLDR: I'm coming back to Tumblr, joining the adults club soon, little to no art posts from me FOR NOW, more reblogs, more commentary, more interaction with you guys and probably others, new username and blog look. Love you guys <3

#i'm coming back ayy #return #returning #return of the skank #i'm sorry that sounded funny to me #tldr #too many tags

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voxsremotec0ck · 1 month

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𝐑𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐞.ᐟ

ᝰ Blitzø x Fem!reader

ᝰ NSFW, oral (fem receiving), fingering, degrading names (slut), tail play??

wc - 1.4k

˗ˏˋ Blitzø does return the favor in the bedroom, and he’s going to prove it ˎˊ˗

Your lazy night in was interrupted by a loud banging on your door, making you jump and pause your TV. Checking your phone, you see that it's just after midnight, and you frown; who the fuck would be knocking on your door this late?

Whoever it was loudly knocked again before yelling through the door, “It’s Blitz open up!”

You sigh in frustration at the familiar name and voice of your frequent booty call. Of course, it was Blitzø. The man would never call or text; instead, he would just show up at random and expect you to rework your plans for him. You get up and drag yourself to the door, opening it and fully prepared to cuss him out, “Blitz, what-”

You barely got the door open before the imp was storming inside your apartment and slamming it shut behind him, “Listen, I’ve had a long and shitty night, and now I need to prove something to myself, so if you could get naked and in bed that would be fan-fucking-tastic.”

Blitzø walked around you and made his way to your bedroom, taking his leather jacket off and tossing it on the couch in the process. You stood there dumbfounded for a moment before taking off after him, “What?”

“Oh my fucking Satan, can you just take your fucking pants off.” Blitzø snapped, standing at the foot of your bed with his arms crossed. You could tell something was wrong, even if he hadn’t told you he had a shitty night; it was obvious from his expression alone.

The two of you weren’t exactly the ‘talk about your feelings’ type, but you’ve never seen Blitzo this bothered before. Something really fucked up must’ve happened for him to be this visibly upset, “What happened?”

“Maybe I’ll tell you after I’m done with you.” Blitzø tried to flirt, and you only glared at him in response. He huffed in annoyance, “A lot of shit that I don’t want to talk about happened, okay? But one thing that did happen is that my ex said I don’t reciprocate in bed, and I know that shit is a lie.”

“So that’s what you need to prove to yourself? That you can please your bedmate?” you asked, rolling your eyes and leaning on the doorframe.

“Not just any bedmate!” Blitzø yelled, obviously getting worked up at the memory of whatever happened, “I need to prove that I can pleasure a pussy haver! That bitch made it seem like I don’t know where the clit is, and I cannot have that!”

Your eye twitched at the term ‘pussy haver,’ but still, you sighed and walked over towards the bed, “Yaknow, I don’t think you’ve ever eaten me out before.”

“Yeah, well, you’ve never sucked me off either. We’re more of the quick fuck type of booty call.” Blitzø rolled his eyes, “Now, am I gonna have to cut your stupid sleep shorts off or what?”

You stood silently in front of him for a moment, looking him up and down, trying to decide if you were really going to do this. The assassin seemed almost desperate for you to agree, and honestly, you did kind of want to see if he actually was good at eating pussy or not.

With a tired sigh, you slip out of your shorts and panties before climbing up onto your bed. Blitzø smirks at you before clapping his hands together and rubbing them, “You should also take your top off; I’m about to give you some real underboob sweat.”

“Literally, what the fuck?” You snap, glaring at him as he pushes your legs apart. The feeling of the cool air on your exposed core makes you shiver, and you quickly pull off your t-shirt.

Blitzø pulls your folds apart with his thumbs, exposing you even more, and spits on your pussy. You jump at the suddenness of his action and open your mouth to yell at him before he moves one of his thumbs, sliding it between your folds to spread his spit. You moan softly when he just barely brushes your clit, and you hear him mumble, “See, you fucking skank, I know exactly where the clit is.”

“Yep, you sure showed her. Now, why don’t you rub it or something.” You whined when his thumb only grazed the sensitive nub again.

“Oh no, I’m gonna do this right,” Blitzø said and began circling your entrance with his middle finger. “Which means I’m gonna draw it out as long as possible.”

You moan loudly when he slides his finger inside of you; your legs fall open impossibly wider as you glare down at him, “You’re an ass.”

“It’s your fault for thinking otherwise, sweetheart.” Blitzø meets your glare with a smirk before leaning down and flicking his forked tongue against your clit. Your hips buck up at the small bit of friction, pushing his finger deeper inside of you and making you grip the sheets tightly.

Using his free hand to hold your hips down against the bed, Blitzø started to pump his finger in and out of you slowly as he dragged his tongue between your folds. Every time the forked tip of his tongue cradled your clit, your hips jerked, and you moaned, no doubt alerting your neighbors to what you were up to.

After a few minutes of this slow torture, Blitzø finally pushed a second finger inside of you, making your back arch, “Oh fuck, Blitz.”

“Yeah, that's right,” Blitzø grunted against your mound, his fingers moving faster inside of you, “You better remember who’s making you feel this good.”

“Blitz your tongue-” You whine, missing the feeling of his mouth on you.

“What about it, sugar?” Blitzø asked, bringing this thumb up to rub agonizingly slow circles against your clit as his fingers continued to fuck into you, curling up just right and hitting your sweet spot. “Awe, does the dumb slut want my tongue on her clit? Are you gonna beg for it?”

You let out a frustrated groan, not wanting to give in to this stupid game but also needing his stupidly long tongue to cum, “Please, Blitz, fuck! Please use your tongue!”

“Well, when you ask so nicely.” You didn’t have to look at the imp to know he was smirking as he said that before he sucked your clit into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the small nub and making you all but scream.

You couldn’t help yourself anymore and reached down, grabbing Blitzø’s horns and pulling his face closer. You felt more than heard his muffled grunt of surprise, the noise vibrating against your sensitive skin and making your legs shake. That all-too-familiar heat began coiling in your abdomen, and you started rocking your hips against him as you moaned, “I’m so close!”

Something suddenly brushing against your left breast, pushing against your neglected nipple, and sending a shiver up your spine caught your attention. You pried your eyes open to see Blitzø had snaked his tail up your body, the flat end of it pressing against your tit until it lifted and came back down with a hard smack.

“Blitz fuck!” You cried out as you came, body overwhelmed with the amount of stimulation.

Blitzø continued his brutal pace as you soaked his face. His fingers still fucked against your g-spot, his tongue still circled your swollen clit, and his tail still smacked against your nipple until you were begging him to stop. He finally pulled away from you with a wet pop and leaned over you with a smirk while he licked his lips.

“So?” He asked, sounding out of breath but looking way more smug than when he showed up, “How was that?”

You panted, completely slumped against your bed, and getting pissed off at the sweaty feeling under your boobs, “That was-”

The sound of a high-pitched barking started blaring from Blitzø’s pocket, and you tilted your head to watch as he quickly pulled his phone out. You knew that was his daughter Loona’s ringtone, so when the imp’s eyes widened impossibly large before he scurried off the bed, you became nervous. “Blitz? Everything okay?”

“Yeah- shit!” Blitzø cursed as he fell off your bed, and you just rolled your eyes, “Yeah, Looney just needs me to pick her up!”

You just sat on your bed and listened as Blitzo ran out of your room and grabbed his jacket, “Okay, well-”

The sound of your front door opening and slamming shut cut you off, leaving you alone again. Looking at the clock on your nightstand, you saw time as a little past one in the morning and sighed. If it weren’t for the wet feeling between your legs and the satisfied ach in your body, it would almost feel like he’d never been at all.

You flopped back down on your bed with a huff, “Asshole.”

I did it guys I finished the fic high me decided I was gonna write😌

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yangbbokari · 2 months

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Long For You

Pairing: Hwang Hyunjin x gn!reader AU/Trope/Genre: Lovers to still lovers, Angst, fluff(?), hurt/comfort Warnings: regret, crying(?), lovesick, miscommunication, nothing really WC:1K Song rec: Long for you - Hyunjin A.N.:No bc after dropping that how’d he expect us to react(RAGHHHHHHHHHHH PLS IM SORRY ILL TREAT YOU BETTER)

~~~ You stare at the white tulip. A singular white tulip sent to you this morning from Hyunjin. Another apology letter to accompany it. Something about not being able to come home tonight even when he promised you he would.

That singular white tulip going to wilt and rot away like the rest. Forgotten just like his empty promises.

The feeling of your relationship slowly collapsing hurts your heart to the core. You wish it didn’t but there’s not much you can do. Everyone around you thinks you’re a match made in heaven. But it’s not the way you think this is.

You’re beginning to think that this love is all you and nothing left of him.

~~~ Hyunjin doesn’t return home until the end of the week. He notices your distance from him. He wants to take your hand in his and ask you what could possibly be wrong. But he refrains from it.

Maybe it was better for you to fall out of love with him.

As much as he loves you he knows what your parents think. “He’s no good for you y/n. It’ll only be so long before he leaves you for someone else. Take one look at him and you can tell that he’s a skank. Leave him. He’ll just break your heart.”

He can only think that your parents are right. Not the fact that he'd leave you for somebody else. But that he's no good for you and he'll never be.

It can only be so long before you get sick of his long schedule. No one wants to be stood up on every date and left to wait for the others arrival.

How many nights were you up waiting for him to come home? How many dinners were eaten with your only company being the silence that hung in the air? How many tears have you cried in his absence?

Those are the questions that float around his mind as he watches you peacefully sleep on your side of the bed. He can't help but reach his hand out to caress your face. A soft smile slowly trickled to his lips as he does.

These are the kind of moments he can only have as you sleep. But when you grab his arm he thinks he's almost been caught until you nuzzle your face into his arm. His heart warms at the sight but he knows he can't let his hopes get too high.

He notices the tears stains that line along your face. He doesn't fail to notice that his heart breaks instead.

"Don't go..." He can faintly hear you say. Oh how he wishes that he could stay with you until the next morning but work calls. What can he do. ~~~ When you awaken Hyunjin's side of the bed was empty. You could've sworn he came home last night and that you held on to him. Maybe it was all a dream again. Just as it always had been.

You want to cry but there are no tears left. Your mouth feels dry and your head hurts from the breakdown you had last night. Back before Hyunjin became famous he'd hold you in his arms and automatically made it better. But there were no one left to wrap you in their embrace.

Forcing yourself out of bed you make yourself a quick breakfast. But it only includes a peeled orange and a cup of tea. The same oranges you used to peel for Hyunjin because it was an act of love you wanted to show him. But who were you supposed to do it for now?

You quickly shake those thoughts from your mind. Opting to turn on the tv instead to hopefully drown out the voices in your head. But to no avail. You can barely make out the words the characters are saying as the voices come rushing back in.

He’s tired of you.

He doesn’t love you.

You’re pathetic.

Nothing but a toy.

Too naive for your own good.

He’ll never need you.

Just a nuisance in his life.

Suddenly everything becomes so loud. The voices coming from all over. The buzz of the refrigerator. The dripping of the water from the kitchen faucet. The sound of the vents blowing air. The lights become too bright and your eyes burn. It’s all too much.

You rush around the house. Shutting off the tv. Unplugging the fridge. Turning the faucet all the way down so no more water would drip. Disabling the air ventilation from continuously flowing. Drawing the curtains and switching off all the lights until you finally felt at peace.

After finishing you sat down in the middle of the floor. Knees pulled up to your chest and arms wrapped around them. You dropped your head down and you felt your tears run. It never got this bad. Hyunjin would be able to calm you down in these circumstances. But where was he now. The questions swirled around and made your mind dizzy.

Your sobbing hadn’t ceased until you fell asleep. There on the floor. The cold tiles being your only comfort in the silenced room. ~~~ Being faced with the darkness and silence when returning home wasn’t anything new to Hyunjin. Except that it was the evening on Friday only about 5 p.m.

The curtains were never drawn this early. When the two of you first moved in you made a rule to always open up the curtains to let the sunlight stream in and put the day to a joyful start.

He also noticed how cold it was. He was sure the heater was on to at least 64. Why was it nearly freezing? Winters in Korea are no joke.

Hyunjin stumbled around until he found the light switch and he turned the heat back up. That was when he finally saw you lying on the floor in the middle of the kitchen.

“Y/n!!” He nearly screamed.

You instantly jolted from your slumber trying to force your eyes open but the lights were too bright.

“T-turn off the lights. Please.” Your voice felt hoarse. You felt like you couldn’t breathe and your lungs were rejecting the oxygen.

Hyunjin was quick to do what you requested before stumbling his way back to you. “Are you okay baby? What happened?”

“Water.” You said dryly.

“What was that baby?”

“I need water.”

“O-okay baby. Wait just a minute.” He fumbled around trying to grab a glass and fill it up with water.

You grew worried. His movements were too faint. You bagel to panic. “Hyunnie..?”

“I’m here baby. Right here.” He found his way back to you and knelt down by your side. He reached for your hand and gently wrapped it around the cup. It was cold to the touch contrasting the warmth radiating off of Hyunjin.

After you drank the entire cup, he took it from you and placed it in the sink. He carefully placed his hands on either sides of your body and slowly lifted you up. And you let him.

He carried you all the way to the bedroom and settled you into the sheets. He knew how you got so he went to fix everything else. But before he could leave you grabbed his hand.

“Please stay. Don’t go.” How could he reject that? He slipped under the covers right with you and took you into his arms.

Oh how you missed this feeling. You couldn’t help but cry. Clenching onto his shirt you let your tears flow freely.

“Baby what’s wrong?” He asked the question but he knew the answer. You were in pain because of him. He couldn’t believe he let it get to this point where you had to break down in his hold.

You pulled him in tighter and buried your face into the crook of his neck. “It’s nothing. I just.. I just miss you so much. I missed this so much. I missed us so much.” Everything felt so much better now that he was with you. But you still doubted whether he love you.

“Tell me, Hwang Hyunjin. Do you still love me?” His heart broke. He didn’t believe there would ever be a day you would doubt his love for you. “What? Why would you ever think that? I love you y/nnie. With everything in me. All I’ve ever done is all for you. All I’ve ever accomplished was because of you.”

He pulled you away from your hiding place and cupped your face in his hands. “Don’t ever think for even a second that I don’t love you. You’re my everything. I couldn’t live without you. You mean absolutely the most to me. There’s not a moment that I don’t think of you. Long for you. I know how much you have to wait for me. But I promise it’s all the same for me. I love you so much.”

His forehead was pressed against yours as he leaned in for a kiss. When you didn’t reject it he finally pressed his lips against yours. Finally being able to take in the moment and relish in each other’s company. ~~~ Both of you ended up falling asleep and not wanting to awaken until the sun rose and peeked through the curtains. You woke up first and slowly but surely opened your eyes. You heard Hyunjin’s soft breaths coming from beside you.

A soft smile came to your lips naturally. It’d been forever since you got to wake up with him. You took your pointer finger and softly traced his facial features. It wasn’t until you got to his lips that you realized he was awake when he opened it to bite your finger.

“Ah—”

“What are you doing, hmm?” He nuzzled his nose into your neck causing you to giggle. “You just looked so peaceful and so handsome I couldn’t resist.”

You could feel him smiling against your skin. His cheeks warming at your comment. “Mmm.” He sighed relieved that you were finally okay again.

“I think I should go and plug in the refrigerator before the milk spoils.” Your boyfriend looks up at you with confusion is his eyes. “I unplugged it last night.” You said with a guilty chuckle. ~~~ The two of you spent the rest of the day doing activities you used to do with each other. As you were messing on the bookshelf a photo album dropped from the top shelf. On the front was written, “My love<3”

You chuckled at the sight of your foolish high school writing and called Hyunjin from the kitchen.

“Look what I found. It’s our photos from high school.” Hyunjin groaned at the sight. “Don’t remind me how horrible I looked then.” When he saw you frown he mentally face-palmed himself.

“What do you mean Hwang Hyunjin. You were my little cutie.” You pouted and jutted your bottom lip out. “Never mind. I’ll just put this back.”

“Wait baby. Let’s look at it. It’s been a minute since we’ve looked through them anyway.”

Hyunjin settled on the couch and pulled you into his lap, eliciting a squeal from you. “I’ll just look over your shoulder.” He said after you expressed your concern of him not being able to see it.

Hours passed as you flipped through the pages and remembered the stories behind each one. That was until you got to the one with you standing in the snow and reading a book. You looked at him surprised.

“When did you take this picture?”

“I took it during senior year and you were so worried about your studies and nearly walked out to the road. I took it because you looked so pretty with the snow falling around you and your furrowed brows, so concentrated on the book. You were so beautiful. It was before we began dating and that was the time I longed for your attention the most.”

“Am I not beautiful now?” You asked with a frown.

”You’re the most beautiful no matter what.” He reassured you.

“Do you not long for me anymore? Or is that just for your first love?”

He rested his head on your shoulder, inhaling your scent. White tulip. Your favorite flowers. Then he spoke.

“I’ll always long for you.” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Thanks for reading!! I think this will be one of my last fics before I go. Hope you enjoyed it!!

Taglist: @jinnie-ret @kailee08

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thecuriousquest · 3 days

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E2? Pervert Incel Yan!Megumi ?

FEMOID!

Pervert Incel Yan!Megumi Fushiguro x Fem!Reader

Prompt: “You’re better off without them anyway.”

Warnings: NSFW, heavy Yandere themes, non con, bondage, gagging, degradation, incel pervert, face slapping, Megumi loses his virginity, porn references, facial

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@murderofravens I’m not sure if you like Yan!Megumi content, so I just thought I’d tag you in it anyway.

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Megumi drags you into the bedroom, your feet kicking, your nails clawing at his arms. Your body twisting and thrashing as he throws you down on the bed and pins you there. He crawls over you, heavy on your chest.

You’re able to let loose one sharp scream before he’s slapping you across the face.

“Why are you pretending to be a victim? Poor baby. Can get all the dick she wants but closes her legs when a decent guy is interested in her.”

“A decent guy wouldn’t do this! Megumi, please!”

“Like you’d know anything about it. I know your type. You’re only after guys who treat you like trash while guys like me come in last. You’re a fucking pathetic whore, holding out on me just because you think you’re better. Is that it? You really think a little skank like you is better than the rest of us?”

He rips your shirt open, the buttons of your blouse going everywhere in different directions. He looks at your rack and smiles devilishly. You try to cover up, use your hands to block his view of your padded bra.

He doesn’t like that. Megumi holds your wrists down against the bed on either side of your hips. He leans in close, smelling the dot of perfume you usually put on your sternum. It’s faint, like a delicate flower, barely there, but he can still make it out.

Your squirming becomes too much for him to deal with. He slaps you again, making you so dizzy and compliant as he stands up to go get something. All you can do is groan and lay there as you try to get your bearings.

Megumi returns and grabs your limbs, and you come alive again when you feel something scratchy wrapping around your wrists.

“No! No, Megumi! Stop it! No! I don’t want this! I don’t want you!”

“Shut up!” He shouts at you. “I can’t believe anything that comes out of that lying, bitchy mouth.”

He tears off a piece of duct tape and shuts you up with it.

Megumi strips off his clothes. If you weren’t so terrified, you’d probably take the time to appreciate his athletic build. He’s just…oh fuck…hes palming himself, growing harder and harder as he looks at you all tied up for his own use.

He runs his hand up your inner thigh, hooking two fingers in your panties and pulling them down slowly. All the way off, he takes them in his hand and fists your cotton underwear against his cock right in front of you. He pumps himself until he has a full erection. It curves upwards slightly, long in length. His thick tip leaks with pre as he crawls over you once more.

Your skirt, bra, shoes, and socks are the next to go. Finally, he sees you, all of you in the state you were meant to be in: naked just for him.

Finally, he gets the girl.

He can see the tears in your eyes as you whimper and make incomprehensible noises behind the duct tape over your lips. He can’t help but smirk at your pathetic state.

“All you bitches are the same,” he whispers into your ear as he thrusts into you, pushing your knees up to your shoulders just like he’s seen so many pornstars do.

Taking your tight pussy might be the best thing Megumi has ever done for himself. He doesn’t know why he didn’t do this sooner. With the way you look at the other boys around campus, you fucking deserve it.

You throw your head back uncontrollably, thrusting your hips up without giving your body consent to do so. You don’t want this. Why, WHY, is your body reacting like you do?

This isn’t right! It isn’t normal. How his cock is hitting your sweet spot of pure pleasure, how he’s bumping your cervix with every heated thrust.

Megumi overstimulates you, biting down hard on your shoulder and pulling your hair back as he keeps himself up with one arm. The wild groans coming from his throat while beating your pussy senseless make you cry tears of terror and shame.

You don’t mean to do it. It just happens. He finally runs your g-spot so ragged that you can’t do anything but come. You’re a messy, twitchy little thing as Megumi splits you in half.

“You fuckmeats treat us like we’re less than you, less than human when we’re the superior ones. We’re your protectors. The least you can do is put yourself to good use and spread your legs,” Fushiguro taunts you, relishing in how weepy and scared you are.

Seeing your tears roll over the duct tape like that really drives him wild. He pulls out, fisting his cock until he’s spilling his seed all over you, giving you a nice and creamy facial.

When Megumi finishes, he’s panting heavily, taking a seat on the edge of the bed. You shake as you look at the back of his wild, dark hair.

“I hope you understand this means we’re together now.”

His words catch you off guard. You don’t want to be together with Megumi, but what can you do right now? You can’t even speak!

“You’re better off without them anyway.”

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prettynice8 · 5 months

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Kinkmas Day 5: Degradation

Pairings: Dabi x male reader

This guy

Warnings: kissing, swearing, begging, pretty mean Dabi, sex, anal, little foreplay, creampie, Degradation DUH

Word count: 1137

You were never really a part of The League of Villains; you just like to hang out at the base because the people are fun, and hot so that helps. You don't really feel either way about heroes too strongly. Right back to the hot thing, take your pick, you would fuck Twice, Dabi, Shigaraki, or Compress. On the other hand maybe you should be here.

You were just walking along the hallways until you happened to bump into crispy bacon himself, Dabi.

"Watch where you're going dumbass." He sneered coldly.

"You're the one who bumped into me" You replied, much more calmly than him because it really isn't that big of a deal.

"Bull shit." He exclaimed, still quite angry for no reason.

"Whatever." You said, done with his weird hyper masculinity thing. You try to walk right by him, but he stops you by holding tightly onto your arm and pushes you into the wall, his arms blocking both directions.

"Pinning me to the wall, cliche much." You said sassily. "I mean we might as well be in the omega verse with how fan fiction that was." His anger grew to a cartoony amount after your comment. He puts a harsh grip on your shoulders as he looks down at you, being much larger.

"The fuck does that even mean?" He asked coldly.

"It's like wolf people but also not because they are human but also absolutely but also not at all but also like they have heat cycles and sometimes ears and a tail but not always and sometimes it's used for already existing fandoms. It's weird as fuck but when done right it is pretty hot." You answered(?), your face remaining straight the whole time while his contorts into one of confusion.

It's dead silent for a while until you hear Dabi burst out into laughter. You follow suit, realizing how fucking crazy fan fiction can be sometimes. During his outburst he lets go of you, though one arm remains on your shoulder for support, you do the same with him, though it looks a lot goofier on your end sense he is so much taller than you.

"You're fucking with me." He said, his laughter dying off. Before you can even think you replied with,

"I wish." Your face goes blank, realizing what you just said. You look at Dabi for his response and... he burst out laughing once again, and you follow up. Once you're sure he thought this whole thing was a joke he picks you up and flings you over his shoulder.

Your face is stunned, and you don't know how to react, I mean you could kick and scream, but you honestly don't care that much in which to put that much energy into that, also your kind of sort of but not really crush has you potato sacked so like fun.

"You wouldn't do anything, you fucking skank." He degraded, then spanked your ass.

He leads you to his room and plops you right on to his bed. He takes his shirt off, revealing his muscular abs. He lays down on top of you and begins to kiss you, in which you immediately return.

The kiss gets passionate very quickly, his tongue already exploring your mouth. He knows how easily and quickly you give, though he's still going to give you shit for it.

"Fucking bitch in heat, I can already feel your pre though your pants." He said, he puts his knee on your crotch, rubbing it on your clothed dick, making you have short little moans of pleasure, but you still need more.

"I bet you want the real deal, wanting the dick of someone you hardly know." He said.

"Come on Dabi, we know each other enough." You joked, a cheeky smile on your face. He shuts you up by tearing off your clothes, within an instant leaving you completely naked.

He sucks on your erect nipples, licking and biting the left one while simultaneously rubbing the other. Your moans are getting louder now, but your lower body still craves more attention.

"Please start now Dabi, dear god I can't take it." You begged.

"Slut, I bet you've done this with every guy here." He said, the very thought he put into his head made him angry. "Bitch"

Though he still answers your prayers, putting his fingers into your ass. You moan loudly though it doesn't last very long though because right after he takes his pants off.

His large schlong is big but mainly girthy, and the kinky bastard has some burned off skin stapled to it.

"Jesus fucking Christ how painful was that?" You asked, needing this question to be answered. He laughs,

"Dear god you have no idea." He answered, you answer by kissing him.

"Poor baby," you said, mostly genuine, he's surprised by your response and replies himself by putting his dick up your ass.

It takes a while for him to get all the way due to your tight ass and his girthy cock. You just want it to be over, it's pretty painful. He kisses you to calm you down, which does work. When he's finally all the way in he slowly pumps his hips into you.

His pace is awfully slow, and his movements are quite gentle. He stays at this pace for a long period of time, until finally speeding up. Your noises get louder almost instantly after his speed increases.

"You would like that wouldn't you. I bet a little whore like you likes it rough." He said, his degradation is getting more and more aggressive. You're beginning to like it degrading more as well, did you just discover a new kink, crazy.

His thrusts are quite uncontrolled but fast, almost like he hasn't had much experience. It probably would be hard to find someone because not only is he a super villain, but he also has horrible burn scars all over him.

He puts your legs up into a mating press, making you officially a moaning mess. In which he also lifts your ass up enough for him to spank you sharply.

"I knew you liked it rough, fucking bitch." He said.

Climax is on the brink, building and building until... he stops. Anger and confusion are evident on your face, you're about to scream at him when,

"Wanna cum, then beg slut." He stated, movements still completely still as you writhe under him, wanting to chase your release.

"Please, Dear God Dabi please, I need your hot cum inside me." You begged.

That's all he needs to rapidly thrust in you again, you cum all over yours and his chest. He follows suit, filling you up. Right after he falls asleep, you do the same quickly after, his breath lulling you to rest.

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hii i'm the anon that has been obsessed to with dave too (you can call me dilf lover 😭😭🫡) but I have not forgot abt our husband joel, what about joel and reader being in a bar, he goes to the bathroom, and some jerk flirts with her, she screams for joel and joel comes outa nowhere and hits the man(?) and then he comforts you ( and maybe have passionate sex in the couch) that ends up in cuddles??😭

No outbreak!Joel Miller x f!reader

A/N: I love Joel so much 🥺

• being with Joel meant you both were an attractive couple, which also meant that eventually some guy would flirt with you and some skank would flirt with your man

• overall, you both just thought it was amusing, being confident you would never exchange the connection you had with each other over some random person's flirt

• one of your favorite activities were definitely show some PDA in front of whoever tried flirting with one of you, it helped spice up the relationship a little bit

• however, you had to admit that female flirtation towards Joel was very often harmless, compared to what some guys did, because some of them were just pushy and insisting and they would only stop if Joel got in the middle of it, and not when you simply showed you weren't interested

• which was what happened that night you two were out for a couple of drinks: it had been a tiring week and you both decided you deserved some time off just to unwind and relax; it was a warm and pleasant evening and you both thought it was a nice idea to go to a bar, that way you could grab a drink, a bite to eat, enjoy each other's company and listen to some music

• and the moment you set foot at that bar, you noticed a guy shooting his gaze at you, which didn't bother you one bit because you had Joel by your side but still, it was a little uncomfortable to be stared at like that for a while

• and yet, you shrugged it off and paid attention to your boyfriend, Joel was in a good mood, he was acting so sweet and flirty towards you it was the perfect mix that made your heart melt and your thighs press against each other

• so when Joel excused himself to go to the restroom, you nodded and blew him a kiss, finishing your burger in one bite and checking up your phone really quickly just to distract yourself a little

• and it was when that guy walked towards you; you didn't know him, he wasn't ugly but well, he wasn't Joel either therefore you weren't interested and it showed

• and you not only showed it, you said it out loud. Repeatedly and the guy simply kept insisting and insisting which made you uncomfortable and angry

• but the worst part was when he grabbed your arm and tried to drag you out of the table, you'd had enough, but he was stronger than you and you wouldn't stand a chance, so you called for Joel, since he was already making his way back to your table

• and your boyfriend was furious, I mean it, he was glaring daggers at the guy and spitting fire and any kind of attempt to be civil and simply talk things through died the moment he saw the man's grip on you

• Joel didn't think twice, he punched him because no one, and I mean it, no one messes up with his girl

• and of course it quickly became a commotion, so Joel paid the check and took you home

• when you both got home, he was incredibly sweet, assuring you things were alright and that he loved you; he also worried a little bit about you being scared of his reaction or thinking it was too much, but luckily that wasn't the case, you immediately cuddled up to him and snuggled your man

• you took his right hand and caressed and kisses his knuckles, showing you were thankful for his protection, even if you were feeling a little upset that jackass had ruined your evening with your man, you were also thankful to have Joel in your life

• he kissed your lips in return, and pulled you closer and with both of your hands caressing your bodies, it didn't take long for you to make love on your couch, after all, you loved each other and nothing and no one could break you two apart 💖

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#pedro pascal #pedro pascal x reader #pedro pascal x you #pedro pascal x y/n #pedro pascal fanfic #pedro pascal fanfiction #pedro pascal headcanon #pedro pascal headcanons #joel miller #joel miller x reader #joel miller x you #joel miller x y/n #joel miller fanfiction #joel miller fanfic #joel miller headcanons #joel miller headcanon

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Rated E

Warnings: violence, alcohol, cuss words.

Summary: reader defends Colby

Word Count: 962

Pairing: Colby x girlfriend! Female reader

We were outside sitting around the fire as the party we were throwing was going on. I sat on Colby's lap while we listened to brennen go on about an encounter with some girls a couple days prior. We laughed as he told us about how they had mistaken him for an employee and he had thought it was a good idea to rolled with it. I noticed my drink was just about empty so I decided to get a new one, I asked if anyone wanted anything and I received a couple head nods. Katrina decided she'd come with me to help out so we headed inside and made our way to the kitchen making small talk. We talked about some gossip we heard giving each other input on what we each had heard. We grabbed a couple extra drinks in case someone else wanted some and we made our way outside.

I furrowed my eyebrows at the sight of some girl moving her arms angrily at Colby who was still sitting down and it seemed like he was trying to talk her down. I looked at Katrina who was equally confused so I fastened my pace with her following me. We had finally walked within earshot and I could hear her perfectly clear now. "You're such a fucking man whore, there's no way you suddenly decided you'd settle down." She degraded him making my blood boil but what she did next had steam coming out my ears. She lifted her cup over his head and dumped whatever liquid was In there over his head before throwing the cup at him.

I shoved whatever drinks I had in my arms to the closet person before stomping over and reaching her. I stepped between her and my soaking boyfriend who was stunnedbefore shoving her aggressively away from him making her stumble over her feet. " Come at me instead bitch." I glared at her ignoring the gasp from our friends. It was out of character for me to be aggressive usually being the most calm and collected out of all of us. She returned the glare before moving her attention back to Colby angering me even further" what a fucking man , sending your skank of a girlfriend to handle your shit." She spat at him causing me to reach forward and grab a hold of her hair making a cry leave her lips.

She clawed at my hand trying to get me to let her go but I tightened my hold as our friends got up to defuse the situation. " you're going to apologize to Colby and leave him alone or I'm going to fuck you up." I smiled sarcastically at her looking into her glossy eye's ignoring Colby's hand on my waist telling me to let her go. She looked behind me at him letting a quick apology out causing me to retract my hand, She scurried off holding the sore area.

I turned to check on Colby ignoring how our friends mumbled along themselves hearing a couple murmurs about how they never seen me act like that. Noticing a couple drops of whatever she poured going down his face I reached out to wipe it off as his eyes watched me with a frown on his face. " are you ok?" I asked him quietly looking up into his eyes wanting to make sure she didn’t hurt him.

" why would you do that ? She could've hurt you . Or you could've gotten in trouble." He mumbled. I let out a sign grabbing his hand and pulling him along with me so we could change his wet shirt and talk away the prying eyes that belonged to our friends. He followed me quietly up to his room not speaking as I sat on his bed waiting for him to change. " I wouldn't technically get in trouble since she kind of assaulted you on our property." I told him breaking the silence in the room, he turned to look at me a bit of anger in his eyes.

" but you still could've gotten hurt." He huffed out frustrated making me purse my lips. " baby I don't think me getting hurt would've been a problem with that girl ." I raised my eyebrows humor evident in my voice. " you've never snapped like that, I didn't even know you had that in you." He rambled still frustrated at my actions. " Colby I usually don't go around beating everyone up. I did that because she wouldn't back down especially because she knew you wouldn't make a scene." I told him crossing my arms in annoyance.

He watched my mood change letting out a sigh and kneeling in front of me holding my hands in his. " I just want you to be careful baby, I might have to reconsider my rule about hitting girls if one hurts you." He joked making me let out a snort and a smile knowing he would never hurt a fly yet alone a girl. " just promise me you're not going all ufc on anyone again for my sake? " he asked me making me nod in agreement. He placed a quick kiss on my head standing back up and pulling me along with him. " let's go back I bet everyone wants to talk to you." He told me pulling me back outside where our friends waited so they could Bombard me with questions.

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Thanks for reading guys I hope you guys understood the joke behind the title.

These hands are rated E for everyone.

Just a reminder I don’t condone violence and it should never be the answer.

#colby brock #colby brock fanfic #colbybrock #fanfic #sam and colby #xplr #youtuber #xplr club #colby x reader #fandom #fan fiction #fan fic writing #imagine #sam golbach #katrina stuart

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Brooke’s pettiness towards Max is so funny in my playthrough.

My Max isn’t interested in Warren at all. She even rejects going to the drive-in with him because she doesn’t want to lead him on. So that means their rivalry is literally like this:

Max: “I’m in love with Chloe Price. I’ve broken the fabric of time of her. I’d do anything for her. I’d die for her. I’d kill for her. I will kill the entire town for her. Nothing matters more than Chloe Price. I wouldn’t trade her for anything.”

Brooke: “Okay but Warren has an unrequited crush on you and one time you made eye contact with him. So clearly you’re a skank.🙄”

On a more serious note, Brooke is a good commentary about women turning against women over men. She could have been good friends with Max since they have a lot in common, but she's so obsessed with her crush on Warren that she doesn't see that.

All she sees is that she's Warren's backup choice, and instead of moving on to a man who would respect her, she takes her anger out on a woman who very possibly doesn't even return his feelings.

Since the game has so much gender commentary, I have a hard time thinking that Brooke isn’t a purposeful example of a women who will put down other women over a man.

#Brooke Scott #max caulfield #lis #life is strange #pricefield

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guessm0del · 1 year

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Only You - One

Chapter One: The Boy with the Black Hair

Warnings: eventual smut (these chapters will only be posted let alone WRITTEN after he’s turned 19 and I don’t mean right away I ain’t like that), profanity, mentions of abuse, descriptive violence, protagonists hate each other, Jungwon is an absolute ass, both come from filthy rich families :)

Pairings: Jungwon x fem!bodied reader

Summary:

It’s the summer of 98 and you could name a thousand places you’d rather be. Unfortunately, it’s rather difficult to think about anything when your nemesis is perched lazily in the hammock beside you, spewing empty insults in your ear in effort to get a rise out of you. Meet Yang Jungwon.

Your nemesis.

Your competition.

Your Achilles Heel.

Or to put him simply; an arrogant twat.

Where a four week trip through Bora-Bora initially excited you, the realisation that Mr Yang, your fathers close friend and business partner, and his wife would be joining you for the trip was little more than disappointing. Especially when you discover their arrogant ass of a son will be accompanying them.

Set on humiliating you in front of both of your families, Jungwon sees this trip as a golden opportunity to do one thing……

To get even.

Turns out spreading a rather nasty rumour about him last Spring has come back to bite you in the ass……

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Cold air licks softly at my skin, tracing the outline of my collarbones with affection.

I sigh, finding solace in my surroundings as I hear faint laughter from the front of the yacht.

I suspect they’re discussing work.

My father and Mr Yang only ever spoke of three things. Work, money or marketing. I suppose being two of New York’s biggest attorneys, they can’t help but entertain such discussion.

My mother and I both knew from day one that my father prioritised his job over his family. And honestly, we didn’t mind, by the time I turned thirteen we were living in the most prestigious area of Manhattan. My father, a big time attorney. My mother, a former Miss Universe. The perfect family.

I sense a struggle beside me.

“What do you want, Jungwon?”

The boy beside me groans, feigning irritation as he tries to look over my hammock. “I want you to move your fatass head out of the way, our gorgeous neighbours are trying to greet us and you’re blocking the view.”

I flip him off, casting a glance over my shoulder to have a look for myself.

Oh, your neighbours were trying to greet you alright.

Four barely-clothed skanks wave from the deck of a smooth white Savarona, giggling and calling out for Jungwon in effort to show off their "natural" breasts. I roll my eyes and turn my gaze back to my book. “If by gorgeous you mean made entirely of plastic, then sure.”

Jungwon scoffs, sinking back into his hammock with a smug smile. “You’re just jealous that they know how to get a man’s attention and hold it for more than 5 seconds.”

Asshole.

Smiling at my silence, he tosses his keychain in the air, catching it swiftly before taking a swig of champagne from his glass.

“At least I didn’t beg my daddy to waste four grand on a pair of lopsided titties.” I can’t help but swallow a smile as Jungwon chokes on his drink, doubling over in laughter.

“Y/N!” My mother gasps, arm in arm with Mrs. Yang as they emerge from the corner.

“You would think she wouldn’t dare make such crude comments before a guest,” she remarks to Jungwon’s mother, who smiles gently and waves me off.

“It’s no bother,” she chuckles, “Y/N is just honest with her emotions. It’s…..refreshing.” She sends me a warm smile to which I quickly return.

It’s funny like that, I suppose.

She’s always on my side, just as my mother is always on Jungwon’s.

Much to her disappointment, Mrs Yang’s family consisted of only her husband and her four sons, with Jungwon’s younger brothers being six and eight years of age, while his older brother Heeseung had just become a sophomore at Yale last spring. But it was no secret that she had always longed for a daughter.

In many ways, I suppose I’m the closest thing she has to one.

Ever so sadly for my parents, however, their dreams of having a son were crushed the second the doctors made it clear that I would be their first and final child.

My father wanted a son most, of course. But unlike my mother, he gradually developed a soft spot for me when I became infatuated with law at the age of seven.

Much to my misfortune, my mother detested the idea of having a daughter. She knew any female offspring of hers would gradually grow to be her competition equal.

I suppose years of harsh pageantry had devoured any compassion she had left. Beauty can do that to a women.

Blinded by her obsessive perfectionism, my mother gradually taught herself that beauty was her only ticket to a better life.

And so, four months into her midterms, she came to one simple conclusion; eat or be eaten.

And so she ate.

Wealthy boys, smart boys, boys of power, boys of beauty. You name it.

She ate them all.

Although, unsurprisingly, she was simply never full. Insatiable as they called her.

A trail of broken hearts and hundred dollar bills meant little to her considering a rather delicious rumour had spread about the college new boy. It didn’t take long for word of his fortune to spread across the school and before he knew it, my father was being cornered in the lecture hall by my mother.

Some love story.

Although, to be fair, I highly doubt my mother knows anything about love.

But where she preached manipulation and the importance of social standing, Mrs Yang believed in her spiritual connection to god and his compassion for the less fortunate. Whether by means of charity or donation, offering up something of value to the poor was always sure to win over her respect.

And so that’s exactly what I did.

Spending my early adolescence chasing after her affection like a fool, I floundered money on charities as though nothing else mattered. I had to have her. The way she looked at her husband, the way she looked at her boys. I wanted her to look at me like that.

Like a mother.

A real one, at least.

But while my steadfast infatuation for Mrs Yang rose, so too did the hostility between her son and I.

I first met Jungwon at our first combined Christmas dinner.

He was being a little shit, as per usual. Skidding across his fathers marble floor as his brother chased him through the corridors. I don’t remember much other than him receiving a rather hilarious scolding from his mother.

Of course, the first time we met isn’t all that memorable to me, since I was much too fascinated with Jungwon’s older brother, Heeseung.

Calm, polite and incredibly likeable. I didn’t understand at first. How could someone so handsome, so relaxed be related to someone like Jungwon?

I wanted to scream.

Why….

Why couldn’t it be Heeseung swinging beside me?

But no, reality punches me square in the face and I’m back in the yacht, back in the hammock, back beside his arrogant ass of a brother.

Our mothers remain fixed before us, one cruel and one kind, both impervious to my daydreaming.

Graced with elegance, as usual, they slowly continue on with their rounds, my mother giving me a stern glare as she rounds the corner, gnawing away away at Mrs Yang’s sanity with her endless bore.

I glance over to the hammock beside me.

Jungwon, as per usual, is long gone, leaving his empty hammock to swing in desolation.

I find myself sinking into a deep, beautiful dream where I push him overboard and smile as the sharks eat him alive, only to realise that I am one of them.

And like my mother, I shall eat.

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Authors note:

HOLY SHAT guys finally I published something!!!!!!!! Me so happy!!! I know it didn’t have a lot of Jungwon or anything so there will be a lot more of that in Chapter Two :) Hope you guys liked it, I’ll be posting an update soon about the next chapter ;)

PS: I’ve decided to repost a few Jungwon edits at the end of every chapter (none belong to me) since one of y’all kept asking so nicely~

ANYWAY peace out lovelies and don’t die💞💞💞

#jungwon smut #jungwonsmut #enhypen x female reader #enhypen x reader #enhypen #enhypen fanfiction #jungwon #jungwon x reader #jungwon x y/n

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sundaynightlive · 10 months

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Introducing: The Prologue of the Most Unhinged Steddie Fanfic I've Ever Written

(The full fic is currently unfinished and 30k words with highlights such as the Harrington 'Skank Week' and religious trauma)

“I… guess I get it. Objectively he’s…”

“You can say hot, Rob.”

“It’s weird to say it about a dude.”

“Even if it’s true?”

“Touche… but I thought he was with that guy he always talks about—Jake, or something.”

“So?”

“...So he’s taken.”

“Rob.”

“Oh—Steven. We talked about this—”

“But it’s Eddie.”

“How does that make it any better? You promised.”

“I promised I would stop competing for girls—this is Eddie.”

“You’re insane.”

“C’mon, Rob. I miss the thrill of the competition! I used to be so—”

“Shitty? Misogynistic? Arrogant?”

“Rob—”

“I’m not finished—lame? Horrible? Cruel? Stinky?”

“Now you’re just making things up.”

“You can’t fuck around with Eddie’s feelings just because you like winning games.”

“That’s not why.”

“Then why?”

Quiet.

“...Oh. Oh, so like—”

“Yeah.”

“Oh… since when?”

“A while. He’s just…”

“I get it, I think.”

“Yeah.”

More quiet.

“So? Do I have your blessing?”

“I can’t believe it but you actually do.”

“Let the games begin, baby. Slutty Steve is back.”

“Go shelf the returns, idiot.”

#steve harrington #robin buckley #steddie #fanfiction #steve x eddie #stranger things #bi steve harrington #gay eddie munson #dialogue #prologue

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Propaganda why Dean Winchester is insufferable:

Really mean to Cas (called him a child, zero respect for him, calls him family and casts him out when the angels are looking for him), and an absolute dick to Jack (threatening to kill him CONSTANTLY)

>Was a misogynist (loved to call women skanks, bitches, hoes)

>Used gay as an insult multiple time during the show's run (idc if he's gay an homophobic, that's still insulting)

>Beat up his brother for being possessed

>Beat up his brother for losing his soul (not his brother's fault)

>Used dubious consent to get his brother possessed in a different unrelated possession incident after possession was being used (badly...this is supernatural after all) as a metaphor for SA

>Threatened to murder his brother when he was hallucinating (yay we aren't ableist)

>Locked a child up in a box

>Threatened to kill the child he locked up in a box

>Made a creepy, sexual comment about a barely-legal high school girl

>Got the woman and kid he was living with memory-wiped

misogynistic scumbag. theres also a few different times that dean finds teenagers sexy with the most recent and prominent example that i can recall being the scooby doo crossover episode in season 13 where hes super into daphne who in the version they chose for the episode is 15-16 and is interacting with her as if shes a real person cause they got magicked into the episode. he treats everyone around him like shit and the only time the narrative agrees that thats a bad thing is when he has the mark of cain put on him and hes acting no differently than he does usually its just now acknowledged that hes treating others like shit. ive been rewatching the show for shits and giggles with a friend and wow he really does not treat anyone well but i wanna focus on how he treats sam for a second cause dude's hobby seems to be ignoring what his brother wants and lying to sam about doing stuff that directly concerns him the demon blood and souless things are reasonable cause those were both Bad for sam but theyre still part of a wider pattern and the most prominent example of this being when dean tricks sam into letting gadreel possess him and actually gaslights sam about it with the whole ordeal ending when its revealed gadreel lied about who he was and while possessing sam murders a friend of theirs. his voice is just also stupid as fuck im sorry this is just petty but he just sounds like hes trying so hard to be gruff n intimidating but he just sounds like a kid pretending to be batman

Dean’s list of sins is crazy long because of how long the show ran, but the key thing for me is that post-locking Sam in the bunker (season 4 I think?), I just can’t enjoy their relationship anymore. I normally love their sibling dynamic, but Dean’s ultimate worst past-the-point-of-no-return moment for me was demonizing (pun intended) his little brother for being “addicted” to demon blood, which only happened because of a series of events that were either Dean’s or someone else’s fault, not Sam’s. I also really dislike how the fandom treats Dean like this angel (pun intended) who has done no wrong and even tries to justify the MULTIPLE times he’s beaten up and otherwise abused his little brother. Canon Dean is like the polar opposite of fanon Dean: he’s homophobic and racist (jokes about a Black man being sexually assaulted in prison), misogynistic (take a shot every time he calls a woman a slur and you’ll die of alcohol poisoning), and abusive.

Propaganda why the Tenth Doctor is insufferable:

They’re so *edgy*

That one time he committed a genocide by drowning the last children of a near-extinct species (Racnoss) because their mother was evil. The closest anyone ever got to calling him out on it was when Donna noted that his take on a *different* set of weird alien babies (the Adipose) was a lot nicer than last time.

A combination of hypocrisy, sanctimony, and an equally insufferable fanbase. And the dissonance between what he actually does and how the narrative presents it.

#dean winchester #supernatural #the tenth doctor #doctor who #insufferable protagonist poll #insufferable protagonist tournament #tournament poll

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dykedalecooper · 8 months

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harley and ivy have a lot of trouble double dating because they're notorious bitches and they don't actually want to double date with anyone they want to insult people and selina wont return their calls anymore because she's no fun ever since they stopped fucking so she could date batman. if they like run into each other harley is like "well what are you doing here skank" and ivy is like "harley please thats so indecorous. anyways what are you doing here slut"

ivy totally has a thing about like "oh my god why are you marrying a man. couldn't you have had a torrid affair with like his cousin instead if you had a weird cop boner". and selina is like "you don't understand he treats me like a Woman. not like you ever did" and ivy is like very haughtily misandrist about it and harley is like genuinely heartbroken she's like "i took you to 7/11 on free slurpee day… did that mean nothing..."

#comic book #poison ivy #harley quinn #catwoman #from the discord dms

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xcrust · 6 months

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Cheshire... Deer?

OK so this is chapter 4 to my Hazbin hotel and Helluva boss reader insert novel. A note to remember is that for the first few chapters are before either of the shows begin.

Now you're dripping again, what was this? Two days in a row and this is definitely going to mess with how your body is feeling. Wrapping red silk after getting out of the bath definitely gave a strong look of elegance. Respect and honor in whatever someone does is something so incredible. Even holding elegance in times of chaos.

Was so enticing.

Though what lilith said when you had returned home is something that has been such a nagging feeling in your heart.

“No one keeps you here. At least I know I don't want you here”

It doesn't seem fair, her testimony never made any means of sense. Her and Lucifer were not good parents but it never changed the way that Charlie and you loved them. If they both truly didn't care then why keep them around.

But she is right. There is nothing holding you back. Life in the castle isn't bad at all in any sense, sure there were moments like last night however in general there was never a chance to see her parents enough for you to care. Being just below a couple centuries old, there was never a reason to dote on the bad.

Or maybe it is deflecting, It would be beneficial for you to forget about it all and just stay in bed. Waking up everyday and reliving all that great castle in the ring of pride can offer.

Is it really all that great? It's gotten repetitive. Nobels lifestyle gives a strong urge to reject all morals and throw all the divine art out the windows.

“They are such a drag, what pitiful excuse of a demon” someone had just sniffed that out.

You had no business being in the working class quarters. Most of this area was full of imps and certain hellhounds that resided in the basement.

“Shhh! They literally own us. If anyones hears you talking then who knows what they are going to do with us.” a smaller timid voice speaks out.

“Whatever! You know none of them ever come down here, ESPECIALLY the owners of this place.” Well if that isn't the most ironic thing. “All I'm saying is that the royal family really made a mistake with the youngest of the castle.”

Damn well if that isn't a humbling thing. It's not that you were useless but you never had any real duties to do. Looking further through the creak of the door you can see two imps in a circle plating cards. One looked like an older guy with a uniform in less than ideal condition. The one beside him looked like a meek little boy. He was awfully cute. You can only wonder what he's doing as a servant here. Maybe it was time to try to implement some labor laws. It was so shameful to look at.

“They are in over their head, a true skank of the castle. Did you know that I heard that she has slept around at the goetias party?!?!” This imp was starting to get on your nerves. Speaking like that to a kid is such a disgusting sight.

“But I was just told they just were wandering around the halls that are there” Oh such innocence with this child.

“Yeah and why else would they be at that castle and not be the center of attention. She had to be sleeping around. Even the head of the house was even out. Wonder if they were being whores together. They should really watch their place”

Maybe it is time to offer a firm hand.

“What a disgrace for a Magne butler.” In a flash you were holding the poor imps shoulder. “You should hold your tongue pet. If anyone needs to learn their place it's you” As much as you looked the most human out of everyone in your family, your eyes were glowing red. Raging in place.

Later walking towards the boy you held the boy up. “You should head to bed, a growing boy like you needs to get some rest” Dropping him off at the door. All the tension just started to build larger and larger.

*click*

“I-I— I swear I devote all my time and love to your family! Let me fr-” pathetic isn't it. Seeing it beg like a dog.

“I told you to hold. your. tongue.”

“Whatever do you meAAHH” in an instant his entire tongue was sitting in his palm.

“Nobody would miss you. I mean you're just another of the hundred imps here. Replaceable.” you were an Imp advocate, however when taking the life of the pathetic sometimes words hurt larger. Without his tongue he looked corned, falling on the ground.

Within a second taking one of the cards from the table you slit his neck.

“Disgusting, the opposite of elegant”

Maybe that was a little harsh. It definitely came from insecurity from your side but the rage was building up. However if this taught you anything it's that respect comes from nowhere. If even the people that you cared about so much were still just a victim of the castle.

You weren't oblivious enough to say that everyone loved the royal family. However, with how much you've tried to promote better rights for the lower classes in your own home it definitely stung.

But this was the push that was needed to get out of the palace. Respect can be earned and good people are possible. Just a little push can be helpful in all of the seven rings of hell.

Walking down the hall back to your quarters you felt a sudden rush in your heart. Maybe being in hell had made killing give you rush. But it couldn't be. Not in the slightest. Protection. It had to be protected. Seeing that kid around the scum of what hell has to offer is the opposite of what you want.

If you're born in hell why shouldn't you have the option to do good?

Standing at the gates was so incredibly scary. You told no one that you were leaving. Not even Charlie, she didn't have to know. If anything, cutting contact with everyone in the family would be the best course of action.

Holding nothing while walking out could've been a good idea. It's a new life and if anything that your dad told you it is having power to be a proper function in hell's society and you're going to do just that. The only minor thing that made you almost start praying was that your parents wouldn't cut off the spare card of money that was held.

At the current moment you were heading towards the cannibal colony to get some new clothes for a new life that was ahead of you. While you were at home you had to entertain yourself somehow and that usually played with watching old TV. A favorite of yours would be the addams family and it may have been set in the 50s but the cannibal colony had held some of the finest clothes of all of hell.

“I don't believe my blinkers! Your aura was singing like a canary since you entered the city” A glitched out voice came booming out.

Just from your knowledge everyone from hell is the worst so looking at this so called demon would be the worst idea. So you kept walking.

“I'm not just another joe, while you're not just another dame.” The feeling of a strong wind lifted you up towards the voice. Facing him was honestly such a sight for sore eyes. He held himself with such immense height, in the most luxurious suit fit for a prince. Beauty was all that could be said about his face. Such a divine specimen.

“Well aren't you a dashing” As much as he was a sight it was better to be cautious. “You're right though, I'm not just a dame. One day i'm going to change this place”

“That's such a bold thing to say for someone who knows nothing of this place.”

Shit, he's also right about that. You do know nothing about this place. It's almost a losing battle if you fight back.

“For someone that isn't from here that's a statement in itself” well that sounded really dumb coming out of your mouth.

“You're absolutely right, doll! It is such a statement!” His grin was so terrifying, it made your entire body crawl “By saying i'm not from here you answered my first question. For being from hell you dont look like anyone else that wanders the streets”

Sometimes you wish you looked more like your parents with how pale and unique they looked. However for some reason you were made in the likeness of a human. Maybe that's why a lot of people aren't the biggest fan.

At this point he's still holding you in the air where you are facing eye to eye. You weren't short, but for most demons in hell you were considered small. In fact a lot of hellhounds were taller than you. It only furthers the point of how human that you do look like.

“Who are you to talk? As far as i'm aware you're just another demon from earth pip” you spat out. To you all humans that come from earth simply chose to be down here because of their actions.

“Flirting with me are you? I am more than happy to say I am Alastor Hartfelt!” pulling you closer to his face “Though some may call me the radio demon” he announced.

You've heard of him. Now you don't have a feeling that you're going to be hurt but in fact more impressed that the first person you meet is one of the overlords of hell.

In all honesty you have no regret for calling him pip, he is such an attractive soul that it would be so wrong to not do so.

“Ok

“Now come with me! I'll help you look smooth before you get eaten alive” Alastors voice rang through your ears while you looked around to see ladies in fancy old dresses glaring at you with intense power.

Looking in the mirror you were now wearing flowing dark red high waisted pants with a mesh translucent skin tight top. It looked really good but the opposite of on brand for the 1930s. Its practically a gothic hippie.

“Hey Alastor, why are you here? Like you have no reason to be here and helping me” looking around the curtain of the clothing shop you see him sitting tall while polishing his microphone.

“I have no idea pip, When I look at you, you simply give me a weird calling. Not only that but dollface you hold much power and i want to see all things with value breaking others to squeeze them into a pulp.” by the end of that little tangent objects were shifting around the room. His radio voice is so oddly satisfying.

Walking out with an amused face, he looked at you with a small hint of admirations and some weird warped look of desire. There are a lot of compartments in a streetcar named desire and to him you are another key to his already large package of power. Looking through his eyes you can only tell that he sees you as a helpless little deer. If only he knew being a child of a demon and an angel meant so much more.

Now rushing to mind, you never introduced yourself. Red started to flood your face as it has been most of the day that had already flown away without introducing yourself.

“Im (Y/n) by the way”

Ring-a-ding-ding he thought. The thought flowing through his mind wonders if the wonder standing in front of him knew the weapon he's going to build from them.

“(Y/n)? Mmm i do like the sound of that” grinning like a Cheshire “Now (y/n), you are such a murder! would like to make people bleed?”

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[NSFW 18+] Pegging Series (Anon Reveal)

Your media consumption isn't my responsibility | TW: NSFW 18+, Title itself explanatory

Pairing(s): Alejandro Vargas x Stoic!Reader x Rofolfo 'Rudy' Parra

| One-shots | A/N: My anon reveal and brain-rot. For those who knows said story, yes, I am THAT anon from said blog

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Stoic!Reader and 141 are working along Los Vaqueros once again. Of course this time the op was a bit— well, say to the least, odd. The mission was simple a quick in-and-out(*cackles*) grab and secure the target and those who may be carrying vital information but that catch was, in order to access entry of said objective, married couples only.

And let’s say they don’t enjoy the fact that Ale and Rudy are married for odd reasons, they need a feminine figure.

That’s where you come in. (literally)

Posing as the soft, delicate and beautiful significant other of both Ale and Rudy, recently married. Of course they let you into the establishment but unfortunately infidelity women took one look at your husbands and started to swarm them the moment you had spotted the target.

After securing the target and waiting for 141 to go and fetch said target, you couldn’t help get a dark feeling within you as you watch your ‘husbands’ get attacked with flirtatious women.

So as a good spouse, you march your way down the stairs, pushing against those skanks, I mean ladies, grab Ale and Rudy by their belts and lead them towards the bedroom you three were given.

Throwing away the radio to the side since the mission was already a success, you push both men onto the bed, not caring about their confused yet scared looks they give one another. Searching through your bags and draws you found it, your instruments of punishment.

Sauntering towards Ale and Rudy, you set off rules and safe-words. (Don’t have to read this part but for most, consent is sexy, pls dont block me)

Grabbing Ale by his belt you draw him in, his back towards your frame, the noise of his belt being undone and zipper being opened makes Rudy’s body tense as he watches his husband being undressed in front of him. It’s for the mission you would purr at them but in their shocked and growing horny-ness they silently agree as Ale is fully undressed.

His throbbing cock already turning a bright red from the situation you’ve put them in. Your hand clasped against his fleshy appendage and started to stroke him, soft wisps of whimpers leaving his lips before letting out a loud moan as you squeeze his cock hard at the base, your voice sultry and demanding as you tell him to look at Rudy. “Don’t let your eyes leave your husband, it's not polite to ignore him, is it?”

Ale meekly gives a nod before you return to stroking his cock in your hands, watching Rudy slowly palm himself while watching you touch his beloved Ale, making them both slowly turn putty in your hands.

Your other hand is already working its way to Ale’s rim, covered with lube that you’ve prepared out, stretching and toying to make sure the rubber toy could slide in.

You watch as Ale’s legs tremble as you increase your pace, stroking him faster and squeezing him harder while adding another finger inside his ass. His hand landing on top of your head as he tries to keep himself upright, the pleasure already bearing him to his first climax, his eyes still on Rudy who matches your pace with his fist on his own cock.

You watch both men unfold before you. Their cum flying onto the floor, their bodies and the bed.

Well shit. Perhaps the three of you need to do what sham throuples do, gotta make it believable, right?🫢

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