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The Scent of You: Nero x Male Reader

MINORS DNI: THIS IS FOR 18+ ONLY (ngl I don't know if this stuff is allowed here, but I think it is lmao)

SUMMARY: Nero has been on a job for almost a month. When he returns to your shared home, he decides to relax and take a hot shower. While doing so, he gets really horny and tries to control himself. However, your scent is driving him up the wall with need. 🌟🌟🌟 🌟🌟🌟 🌟🌟🌟 Wrote this to try and get a better feel for what I want Nero to be like; kinda what I did with Vergil ngl. ... I didn’t realize it till typing this, I am legit doing the same thing I did for Vergil for Nero because I had the same issue--wtf lmaooo 🌟🌟🌟 I also was having a hard time describing certain locations on the body; so there are some “real” names for muscles and whatnot; sorry if that throws you off a bit lmao. 🌟🌟🌟 Semi-mindless smut. Minor fluff. Very minor description of masturbation (Nero). Pre-established relationship; implied marriage. First time Devil Trigger sex; mentions of blood (which Nero gets aroused by) and knotting Male Bottom Sub. Reader x Top Dom. Nero (side note: Nero does use his teeth on your dick; I know it’s not everyone’s cup of tea, but I wanted to write it in idk). 🌟🌟🌟

The van ride from the DMC to Nero’s was abnormally quiet. The only noise was the van's engine and the faint humming that Nico made to the tunes on the stereo. That being said, a nuke could've gone off and Nero, who was sitting in his usual spot on the passenger seat, wouldn't have noticed. The teal demon had zoned out a long time ago. He was looking out the window, watching the buildings pass as they got further toward the outside edge of Red Grave.

It had been one hell of a month for the youngest descendant of Sparda. Between having to work alongside the rest of the Sparda line and the contract being a bigger pain than they were informed; he was beyond exhausted. All Nero wanted to do was take a hot shower, eat something, and cuddle into you.

He groaned in irritation; God did he miss you. All that he could think about the past week or so was how much he yearned to hold you in a tight loving hug. Feeling your heartbeat against his chest, running his fingers through your hair, kissing your sweet face and lips--there are no words to even describe how much the young devil hunter craved you.

“Welp, here we are,” Nico spoke and gestured to the house in front of the van; breaking Nero from his thoughts, “Don’t forget any of your shit now, alright?”

Nero scoffed and rolled his eyes, “You’re never going to let that go are you?”

“Not a chance,”

He got up from the passenger seat, “Figures--” with a smooth motion he grabbed Red Queen and his duffle bag of gear from the couch, “Thanks for the ride, asshole.”

“Anytime, dickhead!” Nico waved a short goodbye as Nero departed from the van onto the asphalt.

He watched the van drive off for a moment; attempting to gather himself. Nero hadn’t told you he was coming home and wanted to surprise you-- hopefully, you won’t stab him thinking he is an intruder (again). With a springing giddiness to his walk, he went up to the front door. It took him a moment of rummaging in his pockets for him to find his keys.

Upon finding them, he unlocked the doorknob and deadbolt as quietly as he could. Once inside, he slowly shut the door behind him. Nero focused for a moment, trying to place where you were in the house; he found out you were in the kitchen through your heartbeat. Discarding his bag on the floor and leaning Red Queen up against the wall, he crept toward your location. You were turned away from him doing something on the counter, not paying any attention to the stalking paces of the sly hunter.

“Miss me, baby?” a set of muscular arms wrapped around your torso making you jolt forward and knock your head backward into Nero’s jaw.

“Jesus-!” you shouted as your heart raced.

Nero chuckled as he kissed the top of your head, “Not quite, but, at least you didn’t stab me this time.”

“No,” you looked down at the cutting board on the counter in front of you, “I just stabbed myself instead.”

“What.”

Nero removed his arms from your waist. You casually walked over to the sink to rinse your newly formed cut on your hand’s purlicue. Blood didn’t bother you much since Nero’s constantly covered in it, however, the placement of this particular cut is going to be a bitch to heal.

Nero re-wrapped himself around your waist and pouted, “Sorry.”

With a grin and shake of your head, you turned off the water. Feeling how warm he was, you couldn’t help but lean back into your teal devil, “It’s fine, Nero… I’m glad you’re home.”

Nero grabbed the cut hand and gently placed a kiss on the small wound, “There, good as new.”

A loud snort of a snicker came from your nose, “Oh my god, Nero,” you wiggled in his arms to turn and face him, “you are a dork.”

He winked and smiled, “and I’m yours forever.”

With an exaggerated roll of your eyes, you gently kissed his cheek, “I’m the luckiest man alive.”

“Nope, sorry. That title’s mine,” he placed tender kisses on your neck.

The feeling of his warm lips against you sent a shiver up your spine. You placed one of your hands in his hair and ruffled it a bit. Nero’s kisses stopped and turned into nuzzling as you continued your motion; the teal demon practically melted into you.

Your face turned to a scrunch and you removed your hand. His hair was full of dried blood.

“Nero--” you looked down at him, who was now staring at you with the most puppy-dog-eyed stare you’ve ever seen, “Don’t give me that look…”

He stuck out his lip in a pout and made a fake sniffling sound, “Why’d you stop?”

“You’re full of blood and stuff,” you gently took your hand and placed it on his cheek, thumbing over his soft skin, “You need a bath.”

With a sigh, he stopped pouting, “Care to join me~?”

“I would but,” you looked over to the stove, “the soup won’t cook itself.”

Nero stood back upright with the energy of a small child, “You’re makin’ soup?!”

“Yeah…” you laughed at his excitement, “You told me last week that you were coming home so I bought the stuff for it… It was gonna go bad if I waited any longer so,” you shrugged, “I made soup.”

“God, I love you,” He kissed your forehead, “You need any help?”

With a shake of your head, you responded, “Nope; just for you to wash up before dinner--please?”

“Sure thing babe,” with a large over-the-top kiss (and a 'mwah' sound to go with it), he trotted off.

Shaking your head with a smile, you continued your cooking.

The young hunter went and retrieved his bag and Red Queen from the entryway. Then waltz over to the bedroom. He tossed the bag off to the side and set his sword against one of the walls; leaving them to deal with later. Mindlessly, Nero grabbed some clothes and a towel.

He sauntered into the bathroom and stripped himself bare--removing his Overture devil breaker as well. With the flip of a switch, he turned on the bathroom fan and moved to turn on the shower. Since his body was aching, Nero decided to turn the knob as hot as he could; creating an almost sauna-like feel to the bathroom.

A sigh of relief left his lips as he stepped into and under the scorching water. Nero began to purr in comfort as he felt the stress and strain of the past month leave his body. He reached for some body wash--not paying much attention to his actions. It wasn’t until he began to lather his body that he realized that it wasn’t his body wash; it was yours.

“Shit,” Nero mumbled to himself.

It’s not that the young hunter disliked the smell of your wash; he loves it and that’s the problem. A strained growl emanated from his throat. The smell of you drives Nero insane normally; however, due to the past month of being around his family constantly, Nero was beyond pent-up. Typically he wouldn’t have had any problems asking for some physical affection, but he didn’t want to seem rude for being home less than an hour and already asking for sex. So, the young man decided to take care of it himself.

Nero bit down on his lip as he slowly began to stroke himself. He leaned forward, placing a flat hand against a tile wall of the shower. Admittedly, his demon was screaming to go get you and claim you; which only made him bite down harder on his lip. Blood trickled down his chin as he began to move his hand faster; fantasizing about what he would do if you were there with him. How good it would feel to ram you against the wall. The sound of your strained moans while he choked you. His hand would be around your cock as you trembled beneath him; only allowing you to cum when he said so. Nero’s pace became ragged. His fingers pressed against the wall hard enough they were turning white. He imagined telling you how much of a good boy you were being. The sound of your voice as you begged to be allowed to cum. That thought broke him. A loud guttural groan slipped past Nero’s (still-bleeding) lips as he came.

Slowly coming back down from his high, Nero finished showering; this time paying close attention to what wash he was using. Trying to ignore the still very lustful thoughts that lingered at the edges of his mind.

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It had nearly been forty-five minutes since Nero went to shower; a part of you was beginning to worry that he fell asleep while bathing. Since all the soup had left to do was simmer, you decided to leave the kitchen to find out if he was okay.

First, you checked the bathroom. It was muggy and the showerhead still had water dripping from it. Nero’s devil breaker was still resting on the countertop, which made you raise a brow in confusion; however, he wasn’t in there. So you moved on to the bedroom.

What you came upon was quite a sight.

On the bed, Nero was facing upwards. His legs were lazily hung over the edge of the bed that was facing you. Around his hips was a towel that had been thrown on as an afterthought; seeing as it was barely covering anything besides his dick. You bit your lip slightly at the sight. Despite seeing your lover naked a thousand times, it still managed to give you butterflies.

Nero hadn’t moved to acknowledge that you were in the doorway, so you decided to get a closer look. In the past, he had taken some unintentional cat naps after a hot shower; so you figured that’s what happened.

You peered over his body. His eyes snapped to you; both his eyes were glowing his goldenrod coloration from his triggered form. In an instant, Nero had pulled you onto the bed and had you pinned beneath him. The towel had been discarded and it took everything in your body to not look downwards; not wanting to break eye contact. One of his hands held both of your wrists above your head while the other gently ran up your middle. A faint growling caught your attention as you tilted your head slightly.

He leaned into your neck and lightly kissed along your jugular. A shiver ran through your body, Nero’s breath was hot and the growling had only grown louder. Although this would have typically been super hot, the fact that he hadn’t said anything was a bit odd.

“Nero--?” your voice was laced with an aroused, yet, confused tone.

His kisses stopped and he stilled for a moment. He moved up to your face and placed his cheek against yours; which you noted was scorching. Along with that, he also pressed the rest of his body into you. You felt his stiff cock grind against the ever-growing tent in your pants.

“I’m sorry but,” Nero’s voice was needy as he gently bit your earlobe, “I need you, please .”

Another shiver ran through your body, “I- I have to turn off the stove f-first.”

Nero sat back upward narrowing his eyes and placed a hand on your chest, “Stay,” with that, Nero got up and left the room (presumably to turn off the stove for you.).

This gave you a brief moment to think, “ Nero doesn’t usually growl like that… I wonder if-- ” your thoughts were cut short.

A set of bioluminescent blue wings moved you to the center of the mattress. Not wasting any time, Nero was back on top and straddling you. His lips were immediately intertwined with yours. A hot tongue was forced within the confines of your mouth, desperately exploring every corner. He used his wings to pin your wrists out to your sides as he used his hands to strip you of your clothing; not caring that he was ripping them from your body.

Once you were barren of your clothing, Nero broke off the kiss and leaned back upwards--and let go of your wrists. You were panting heavily and awaited his next move.

His eyes fluttered all over your body as barely-there fingertips ghosted down your body, only to stop before reaching your aching flesh, “God,” he leaned back down and whispered against your shoulder, “you’re gorgeous.”

Nero bit down on your shoulder and gripped your middle. Your body arched upwards as you grabbed a hand full of his slate-grey hair, pulling slightly. His growling intensified as did his bite.

“Fuck-” you pulled Nero off of you a bit, “Nero that hurt.”. He looked up at you with an intense stare you hadn’t seen before. Seeing the slightly red tint to his lips made you realize that he had actually bitten you, “Nero?”

His lips parted slightly as he continued to stare into your eyes and, after a moment, he spoke, “Sorry.”

His grip loosened on your body slightly and he placed a gentle peck on your new bite mark. Admittedly this had happened before but it had only happened when he was cumming.

Squashing down your questions and concerns (blaming it on your long separation), you whispered, "It's okay," following that with a gentle kiss on his neck. Knowing that Nero tends to dwell on accidentally hurting you when sleeping together, you decided to move things forward by leaning upwards.

However, he used his wings to pin your wrists down once again as his hands pushed you back down into the plush bedding, "What do you think you're doing?" his voice was low and husky; just oozing with dominance.

A slight confusion settled in your mind, seeing as Nero had never stopped you from moving to give him head. You decided that he was just adding to the foreplay, "I wanted to have a taste of you~"

He ran his tongue along your neckline, "I didn't tell you that I wanted you to move, in fact," Nero sat upward, "I want you right where you are…" he firmly grabbed your external obliques, leaving his hands temptingly close to your hips.

You swallowed hard. Seeing Nero taking such an intense approach to things after not being together for so long made your body ache and your cock twitch--which he noticed.

With a devilish smirk, Nero slowly began to kiss down your middle. Stopping every few to give you a hickey or bite mark; taking extra care to make sure he wasn’t being too rough. You squirmed under his firm grasp of wings and hands. It was uncommon for Nero to go down on you; typically, Nero enjoyed frotting against you instead. Seems he really wants to step out of the norm today.

A bite against your inner thigh pulled you from your thoughts. A loud sharp moan escaped your lips as you, unintentionally, bucked your hips upward. Nero growled at your movement and placed his hands harshly down on your hips, keeping them pinned down.

"Nero," you whimpered, desperately wanting to touch him and yourself.

His golden eyes met with yours, "Be a good boy or I stop--got it?" Wanting him to continue, you nodded frantically, making him smirk, "Good."

Tepid kisses ran up your inner thighs. Before he reached your balls, he would stop and place a hickey on the sensitive flesh; creating matching marks on each side. Nero looked up at you; his stare was different. A strange semi-nervous feeling began to pool in your stomach at the predatory gaze of your lover.

The young man placed kisses along your balls and up to the tip of your dick, giving your slit a small kitten lick. Nero’s lips were broiling hot against your skin, which only added to the effects of the uncommon action. You bit your lip and let out a strangled groan; resisting the urge to buck your hips again. Nero seemed to notice your restraint and rewarded you with a long drawn-out kiss to the underside of your cock head.

He smirked as he watched your internal struggle to stay composed. His tongue ran along the slit of your tip; cleaning the small amount of pre-cum there was.

“You taste good,” he whispered as he ran his tongue up the side of your shaft. You whimpered as he continued his teasing; never quite putting his lips around you.

“Nero,” your voice was whiney and laced with need. He looked up at you and gave you a small ‘hm?’ as he continued his ministrations along your cock, “please--” you gasped as you felt his teeth carefully and gently nibble along the side of your dick, “f-fuck--”

He stopped for a moment; debating what he wanted to do. A part of him wanted to keep teasing your sensitive flesh and the other wanted to hear you cry out for him. Seeing the desperation in your eyes as you stared down at him made him shudder.

Slowly, Nero placed his lips around the tip of your dick and inched his way down to the base of your dick; gagging slightly as it hit the back of his throat.

You threw your head back, “Fuck- Nero--”

His growling intensified upon hearing your voice. Nero pulled his head back up and removed his lips, “I want you to look at me,” his eyes met with yours as he bobbed slowly up and down your dick.

All the while, the grip his wings had on your wrists let go and he allowed you to grab his hair. Using his blue-feathery extensions, he reached over to the side table and grabbed a bottle of lube from the drawer--dropping it near your hips for later. He then took his wings and used them to push your hips into the bed, replacing his hands. As he continued to slow down and speed up on your cock, he took his hands and gently groped at the under and inner sides of your thighs.

Nero’s eyes stayed locked with yours as he pulled his lips off of your dick and bite down over one of the already-there hickeys on your thighs. Then gave the tip of your dick a few more licks and then circled the tip, all the while you were praising and moaning your lover’s name.

“Nero, please-- fuck, I-- ugh,” your hands pulled harder on his hair as he took your dick and placed it against his cheek, his breath grazing your aching flesh.

A shiver ran up your spine as you stared into his eyes; the primal feeling held in his stare only increased with each of your words and sounds. Once again his mouth took your dick in; this time, however, he kept a faster pace. One of his hands moved to the base of your shaft, adding small strokes alongside the movements of his mouth.

You felt your peak coming on, which Nero seemed to notice too. He moved his hand from your dick to your balls, massaging them slightly. The tip of your dick hit the back of his throat again; as he made sure to take in as much of you as he could. With a loud groan of Nero’s name, you came into his mouth. He made sure to savor every drop, still staring you in the eyes.

You expected Nero to pause a minute before continuing, as you normally would; however, before you had even come back down from your euphoria, he was back up on top of you--kissing you wildly. There was a fire in his lip's motions as he felt you grope at every inch of his body; enjoying being able to finally touch your teal demon. A small moan left Nero’s lips as you kneaded into his chest.

After a minute or two, Nero stopped kissing you and moved out of his straddling position, “Turn over.” the growling had now become interlaced with his voice; reminding you of his devil trigger.

“You’re quite dominating today…” you flipped over, “it’s pretty hot.”

You could practically feel him smirk at your comment, but he said nothing; only pushing a lubed-up finger inside of your ass.

He leaned down and began to kiss along your shoulder as he mumbled, “You’re tight; although you seem to have prepped for me-?”

A small smile tugged at your lips, “I cleaned up before coming to find you; figured you were going to-- ah~”

Nero bit down on your shoulder and began to leave yet another loving mark, “What a good boy.”

You moved your head to allow him to bite your neck; which he moved to do right away. He pushed another finger into your hole. Nero was dying to fuck you and was steadily growing impatient with things.

However, he knew that he had to take it slower than normal; since you were much tighter with him being gone so long. So he had to control himself, which did by continuing to bite along your shoulders, neck, and back.

After another few minutes, he slid a third digit inside you. At this point, you were as desperate as he was, “Nero I can take it,”

The twisting of his fingers stopped as did his kisses, but he didn’t move, “Beg.”

Your heart skipped a beat, “What?”

His voice was husky against your ear, the growling only getting worse with each passing moment, “Beg for me.”

Nero had never asked for you to beg before and you took a long shaky breath before mumbling, “Please, Nero.”

“I didn’t quite catch that,” one of his wings yanked your head back allowing him even more access to your neck, “louder. ” he harshly bit down on your neck; much harder than before.

“Fuck!” you jerked your body from the unexpected sharp stinging of his teeth, “Please, Nero-- I need you inside me!”

He licked the fresh wound he created in your neck, “Good boy.”

You let out a whimper as you felt Nero remove his fingers. However before you got too lonely, you felt his hands on your hips. Nero took a deep breath as he lined himself with your needy hole; teasing you slightly.

“Please Nero, please, ” you slightly rolled your hips against him, encouraging him to continue.

His lip twitched upwards as he let out a dark snarl. Suddenly, he slammed himself inside of your body; not allowing you to take him slowly.

“Fuck!” your body jolted forward from the force of his thrust as your hands violently grasped at the bedding beneath you. Tears had sprung up to the edges of your eyes as you tried to steady yourself by breathing slowly.

Seeing movement out of the corner of your eyes, you looked over to one side. Nero had braced himself with his palms on the mattress. Which was fine; however, your breath hitched upon seeing the ever-growing blue and iron-grey scales crawling up his arms.

“Nero-” you squirmed a bit, “I want to see you--please?” your voice was soft in hopes he would listen to you.

Which he did. He pulled himself out of you and flipped you over. This allowed you to get a better idea of what was going on.

Nero’s breathing had become quite labored. His brow was furrowed slightly and his eyes were still golden; however, his pupils had dilated heavily--something that you had never seen before--and was avoiding looking you in the eyes. Long hair covered his face and was sprawling down his back. And although his forearms were covered in scales, the rest of him was still quite human. A twitch of his lip revealed a much sharper set of teeth than normal. You could see the internal conflict he was having over this.

“Hey,” you placed a hand on his cheek, which he leaned into, “It’s okay. I can take it.”

His eyes met with yours, his voice barely audible, “What if I hurt you…”

With a warm soft smile, you gently caressed him with your thumb, “You won’t, Nero. I promise. You can let go.”

In reality, you had no idea if you were going to be fine. Nero had already bitten you hard enough to make you bleed, twice, and he tended to kiss along very vulnerable parts of your body. Over all the years you have been with the teal devil, he had never triggered during sex nor had either of you broached the subject before.

Nero allowed himself to let go as you continued to hold the side of his face; watching the metamorphosis before you. A new poking caught your attention as you looked down towards your hips. His cock grew several inches and became thicker; which, in hindsight, you should’ve thought about before agreeing.

Without wasting another moment, Nero animalistically shoved himself back inside you.

With a sharp gasp, you sputtered in response, “f-fuck, f-fuck, s-shit,” your head hit the bed as you continued your strand of ‘fucks’ and ‘shits’.

He placed his hands around your hips and pulled his cock out; barely leaving the tip inside. Only to slam into you twice as hard; not allowing you to slowly adjust to the large cock inside you.

The teal demon’s pace was brutal. You were going to stroke yourself; however, the bucking of his hips against your prostate negated the need for that. He used his wings to brace behind your shoulders and pulled you up to him. His kisses were scorching and filled with an unyielding lust. You had tried to break from his kiss, only to be brought right back with a growl to accompany it.

When Nero finally did decide to let you out of the kiss, he noticed that he had nicked your chin with one of his spikes. With a swift motion, your lover lapped up the blood that had trickled from the wound; which aroused you, much to your confusion and concern.

However, your thoughts were silenced as he pushed you into the bed with a choke. His hand gripped around your neck; making sure to keep it at a comfortable squeeze--the last thing he wants is for you to pass out.

You moaned loudly, arching your back as his wings gripped your legs and pulled them upwards; holding them above the ridges of his shoulders. The other hand slowly raked up your torso, leaving light claw marks up your middle. He brought his claws up to his lips and licked your blood clean off of them. If you had been able to think, you would’ve been afraid of how much Nero seemed to enjoy tasting your blood.

His once hard languid motions became hard uneven motions. You knew that meant he was getting close, you were too. He moved your legs back down, so he could get closer to you. The devil’s hot breath washed over your neck as you gripped the base of his horns, massaging them slightly. This rewarded you with even harder slams of his strong hips.

“God,” your voice was hoarse and cracked slightly, “I love you.”

Nero nuzzled your neck in response.

You whimpered as his thrusts became short and even harsher, “Please, I need you-- Ah~!”

His sharp teeth bit down into your platysma muscle; making yet another deep puncture through your soft flesh. Nero’s hips aggressively ground into yours and forced something larger inside of you; making you jerk your hips and hiss in pain.

A few minutes passed as he kept his teeth locked into your body and his cock buried deep into you. Despite that, however, you could feel that cum had already begun to leak from your body. Your insides were twitching as you felt him pull his hips back a little but he was unable to remove himself. Whatever had been pushed into you was keeping the both of you intimately interlocked.

You had a tired smile on your face as you gently pet his hair and his horns. Nero had begun to purr from your soft touches. You’d hoped that maybe he would relax enough to pull himself from your body; even if you weren’t 100% sure of what was going on.

After another few minutes, Nero pulled back on his hips again. This time he was able to remove himself with an audible ‘pop’. Your hips quaked as you groaned from the feeling of his hot seed dripping down your overly-sensitive body. He released his bite on your body, making you shut your eyes and cuss in pain.

Nero had gotten up from the bed before you reopened your eyes. Attempting to get a better idea of what was going on, you tried to sit upward. However, the feeling of sharp intense pain shot up your body. So you gave up on the idea of trying to move.

“ Maybe he went to get a towel? ” you thought to yourself, feeling a bit lonely without him.

You were nearly asleep by the time Nero came back into the room.

“Hey, baby,” Nero’s voice was soft. He walked over to the bed with a towel in hand, “I drew up a bath, stay still a minute.” his voice was quiet enough that his words came off as more of a question than a statement. Your young lover used the towel to wipe your body and ass off a bit as he sat at the corner of the bed; secretly enjoying the view of your undone body.

“Nero-” you propped yourself up on your elbows with a grunt. He looked up at you, his eyes were now back to his normal sea-blue eyes, “Why were we… uh… stuck together?”

His eyes widened as a faint blush tugged at his face, “I um…” he swallowed audibly and laughed to himself, “I knotted you.”

It was your turn to go wide-eyed and blush, “What?”

“It’s used to--”

“I know what it does,” you laughed and avoided his eyes, letting yourself lay back down, “just didn’t know you could do that.”

The younger hunter grinned at you as he stood, “There’s a lot I can do with that side of me; I just worry about what those things are.”

He moved to your side and picked you up to take you to the bathroom. You tiredly mumbled into his shoulder, “If you want, we can experiment more with your demonic side; I’m okay with it.”

Nero smiled. He sat in the bath with you in his lap so he could help clean you off, “Sure, I-” his smile quickly faded, turning to a frown, “Did I--?” his fingers lightly brushed over the final bite that he had left, making you unintentionally wince.

It had turned to a dark purple, almost black coloration, and was still bleeding quite badly. Nero looked as if he was about to cry as he stared at you with a furrowed brow. You gently grabbed his hand and removed it from the bite, “I’m fine Nero. It’s not that big of--”

“I hurt you,” Nero pursed his lips as he let out a shaky breath noticing the claw marks down your middle, “I could have killed you; you know that right? Using that form--” he pulled his hand back from yours.

“Nero, look at me,” you used your hands to cup the sides of his face, “I wouldn’t have let you do that if I didn’t want it; besides, I trust you.”

“But--”

“No buts,” you gently rubbed his face with your thumbs, “We both enjoyed ourselves, right?”

He nodded.

“And I am still alive; aren’t I?”

Once more, he nodded.

“So we are both okay?”

Nero nodded finally looking back at your face.

“I understand your concern but… you aren’t a mindless beast, you know? ” Nero placed his hands gently over the top of yours, “I know what I signed up for and I trust you, Nero; completely and entirely,” you could hear a very faint purr coming from him.

He took each of your hands and placed a slow soft kiss on each, “Trusting a demon, huh? Not the smartest thing to do.”

A loving smile spread across your face, “Then consider me the happiest idiot around.”

Nero laughed with a wide grin, “I really love you,” he sighed contently, “so fuckin’ much.”

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sourslices · 1 year

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hc that the titans know/knew dick better than the batfam — and it makes sense, but i dont feel like elaborating on this part. anyway...

it'd be nice to see too, yk... considering dick is the eldest in the batfam and (in at least fan content) he's known to be very caring about family and yadda yadda.

dick was the first. the first child hero/sidekick, the first robin... the leader of the titans. a charismatic leader, a faithful friend. most people idolise him, and even if you get disillusioned after getting to know him personally, there's still a certain amount of admiration and respect that will never go away when it comes to nightwing.

this also works with the yj universe — esp yj because dick's the youngest out of all of them (not too sure abt the titans, but ik he isnt the youngest)

damian's perhaps the closest to dick out of the batfam. most people are aware of the distance between them and him but jason and tim don't realise that they don't know a lot about his brother...

it starts with cass calling him out for pretending to be okay and even trying to adjust his body language to hide his fatigue and his wounds. it goes on with jason commenting about a movie night that dick had wrestled everyone into (the movie had been steph's choice btw) and then either roy or kori respond like this.

jason: *off-handedly commenting abt the movie night and dick*

roy/kori: ???

roy/kori: we saw that movie when it came out. dick hated it and swore not to watch it ever again lmaooo

or maybe it was food. jason talks abt alfred's meals and then kori chuckles and recalls how dick had told her that he wasn't too fond of alfred's cooking. jason had been like "???" because dick always acted like he loved it and then roy goes like no lmaooo dick finds most of alfred's food kinda tasteless. something about british men and not knowing how to put seasoning

when jason confronts dick, dick admits to it

dick: okay yeah true

dick: i didnt rlly like alfie's cooking when i first came here but he got better... gradually. it's better than before but

dick: ...if you ask me, i prefer his baking.

jason: roy said smth about him trying to make one of your ma's recipes

dick: i never asked him again.

dick: (starts thinking about how he had nobody to teach him how to cook like his parents did and becomes SadTM)

and then cass damian and duke all go like "??? im not alone ??" because in reality they all find alfred's cooking a little... subpar. its not bad per say but u have to rmbr alfred is old white british man and there are battles you lose. anyway, cass damian duke and dick all bond over this because they thought it was only them who found the meals prepared a little... yk. alfred still works on getting better but there is nothing that will beat food made by hands who know how it shld taste yk...

(sorry about the alfred slander)

anyway, tim starts to realise despite being dick's little brother, and the only little brother dickie had for a while, there's a lot he still doesnt know abt the guy. which is funny because tim used to essentially stalk him

kori and dick make up after a long discussion about assault and victim blaming and there are a lot of apologies and they resolve their remaining issues (that doesn't mean what happened was okay, or it was forgotten or whatever)

dick actually asks for some space and tells her their friendship will probably never be what it was and kori is sad but is like. okay. they're still friends after a few months of distance and a lot of therapy on dick's side. he didn't blame her for any of it but he still needed... time

roy and dick also sort their shit out. im unclear as to what that shit actually is because roy used to adore dick when they were speedy and robin but whatever they sort it out and there's some homoerotic tension between them im telling u... dick still asks for space el oh el it takes a while to recover from years of distance and they're not the same

but just because they aren't the same doesn't mean everything's different.

the titans are subjected to the changes in dick and they watch him interact with the batfam, meanwhile batfam realises they don't know a lot abt dickie while watching the titans take care of him in several different ways while they, despite being a family of investigators, didnt know smth was up. it's mostly donna who does the "taking care of"

ik i actually didn't mention many of the titans but... yeah

#dick grayson #donna troy #roy harper #kori'ander #did i spell it right #hope i did lol #batfamily #teen titans #dick grayson has eldest daughter syndrome #he needs to be taken care of #and he does! by his friends #titans are found family #you can pry those ideas from my cold dead hands #in a better world we would have never had kori as a victim-blamer #the mirage shit was a MESS.

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it’s 2024…and the way i still take so much issues with “she’s my whole world line” and whatever the hell That kiss scene was. just what.

fjaslkdfas same but im also like my poor baby gaon going thru a gay crisis a gay panic if u will like fr if i'd been around a hot dilf who was mildly suggestive half the time but only bc he kinda sorta lacked social cues and was also a family man, i too would probably feel conflicted about having my whole world rocked. 💀 you kno dick brain vs the bff you've known ur whole life?? valid struggles i feel like.

lmaooo but also on a more serious note, it is hella frustrating and the kiss wasn't necessary, but also from a narrative pov i get it. is it my fav way the story could've been told to convey the intention? no, but gaon wasn't scared of yohan. he was scared of himself, of being someone different he spent his whole life convincing himself he wasn't - with the help of soohyun and the professor, no less! it's so easy for gaon to blame yohan because one, he's forced people to believe he's the devil and he's an easy scapegoat, but two, a lot of people have that gut reaction to run with their tail between their legs, go back to comfort and situations that were easy. with soohyun, gaon could put himself back into that little box he convinced himself he liked and pretend nothing else mattered. he could have the girl and the job and the quant lil house - go back to when things were normal except do a 180 on his feelings because again, that's comfort, because soohyun is reliable, at the very least.

i think what's insanely funny about it all is even after that dramatic confession, everything gaon does still favors yohan. even if his brain hasn't caught up with his actions, they still possess an inclination of freedom that yohan has now given gaon. like, it's so interesting to see brain vs body bc your physical self speaks volumes even if you're not fully aware of it. and everything about gaon was changed the moment he met yohan.

and just for funsies:

gaon's that little bird in the cage tattooed on his back, tattooed when he was boxed into a world where all he had was soohyun and the professor and declining mental health after his parent's death, and then we see that bird bloom under yohan's stare, ignited by yohan's touch and then fully set free like the phoenix he always was.

#x #the devil judge #kim gaon #answered #anonymous #if u THINK for one minute im over this show think again

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namor-shuri · 1 year

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Your tags on my venn diagram post are gold and should be a fic.

LMAOOO not me forgetting y’all read my tags 😭 Look, your venn diagram is accurate af and I really hope you bless us with more. The world wants to see these talented men come together and team up on a project [or in my case, tag team me]. But hey, I support both scenarios. Your fic comment got me thinking “what if I actually wrote a fantasy, porn without plot one shot about them?” So then I attempted it [HEAVY on attempt because I haven’t written a fic before 🥲] But here goes nothing *gulps*. Hope you like it op! @scruffylookingpiratecaptain 💗 *deletes my entire account and moves across state lines afterwards* lol

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Gael Bernal Diego Luna Tenoch Huerta Pedro Pascal Oscar Isaac

“I want to fuck like we’re filming in the valley.”

**Warnings/ Disclaimers: NSFW, 18+, group sex, language, fiction [this is only intended to be fantasy], porn without plot**

We have a routine down. They stop by my apartment Friday night, fuck me, we eat together, and then they leave. Repeat. No cuddles. No pillow talk. No strings attached. No bullshit. Just straight fucking. I would be lying through my teeth if I said I didn’t develop feelings somewhere along the way for each and every one of them, but I’ll take that to my grave.

It wasn’t always like this.

It first started off with just Tenoch and I. We met one another through a drunk threesome one night after a friend’s birthday party. We instantly clicked and he quickly learned how to turn me on. The man could make me cum round after round till I forgot my first and last name. He knew all the right buttons to push and he got me hooked on him quickly. His dick game drove me insane and I hated that it admittedly elevated my standards for any man who was blessed to be entangled in my sheets. We became a casual “friends with benefits” type of a situation until one day he wanted to spice things up between us.

“Have you ever had sex with more than one guy at the same time?” He asks me out of the blue while we chill at a nearby cafe.

To my surprise, he wanted to add more guys to the mix. I wasn’t opposed to the idea but was honestly a little concerned at first.

“I want to watch other guys fuck you while I take part. That would be so fucking hot, you know? And I promise you would be safe, no funny business. I know these guys. They’re good guys, trust me. What do you think?”

Call me a whore. Lonely. Bored. A pick me. A girl with daddy issues. Some twenty-something big tit wide-eyed naive bitch finding intimacy in all the wrong places. Whatever. I could care less. I don’t need the judgement from my girlfriends, friends, family, or coworkers and I sure as hell don’t need it from you. The only thing that was running through my mind in that very moment was having an adventure and so I kept our little arrangement to myself. No one has to know.

I sipped my drink watching him over the rim of my cup. He met my gaze with those curious eyes of his like he was trying to read my mind. I looked down and smirked, finally swallowing.

“I’m in.”

*bzzzzz*

Like clockwork, Tenoch always came by my apartment first. I opened the door to the sight of this goober holding a pack of beers and striking a funny pose with damp curls. He must of showered before heading over because he smelled heavenly.

“Hey beautiful.” He kissed my forehead then waltzed right in, draping his stuff over a nearby chair.

We made small talk about his shit boss and how she underpays her staff. “And now she’s doing layoffs!” In this economy?? I crack open a couple of beers for us and hear the doorbell ring. “Tenoch, can you get that?” Diego and Oscar are here. Funny enough, they live in another apartment complex only a couple of streets down. What are the odds, right? Shockingly it’s not weird, but hopefully it stays that way.

Tenoch throws a movie on while I pop open a bag of chips Oscar brought over. Gael swings by next and as always, without fail, Pedro comes last. Hours later, I might add!

“Sorry for the delay guys, I had an emergency come up.”

We all boo him in unison while Tenoch throws a cheeto at his head.

“I don’t deserve this abuse! I promise I have a good excuse this time.” Pedro chuckles, dodging another chip successfully.

Yeah don’t feel bad for him. This fucker always has an “emergency”. He couldn’t be on time if his actual life depended on it.

“Blah blah blah. Just hurry up and sit down. You’re interrupting an important part of the movie dipshit. Mulan is meeting Mushu.” Oscar excitedly motions him over to the couch like we all haven’t seen this masterpiece 50+ times already.

I giggle and look around at everyone enjoying themselves. I have a lot of fun with them. I mean outside of our little scheduled orgy we got going on, I truly enjoy their companionship. I know they have my back and I have theirs. I wouldn’t dare be sappy and say this out loud but I love these guys and would do anything for them.

What’s wild to me is even though we have made this a routine by now, they still get shy around me before we start. No one wants to make me feel uncomfortable and I appreciate that more than they’ll ever know, but someone has to have the balls to make the first move. Thankfully, Diego does. He starts to massage the back of my neck while we all laugh at Mushu screaming “dishonor on you, dishonor on your cow!” He looks over at me and notices me purr in approval. While his hand works out the kinks in my neck, he leans in and sensually kisses the side of my neck licking all the way up to my earlobe, catching it in between his teeth. He whispers sweet nothings in my ear about how gorgeous I am and how he can satisfy me better than any of these so called “men” here. I know it’s all for the fantasy factor but fuck does it turn me on. Only I can hear his ramblings and that gets me even hotter. He invades my personal space and breathes me in deep. I tilt my head and expose my throat to him like a cat on it’s back surrendering. Mark me, Diego. I start to squirm in my seat. I can feel my wetness already pooling in my panties.

My whimpers play over the movie and Oscar proceeds to join in on the fun. He directs my attention towards him and softly cups my cheek before going in for a blistering kiss. I close my eyes and let him lick into my mouth greedily. I surrender to his demanding touch while Diego starts to leave a trail of hickeys from my neck down to my clavicle.

Gael gets up from the other side of the couch and kneels down in front of me. He carefully unties my shoes and slips off my socks. He starts to caress my legs and massage my feet, looking up at me with heat behind his eyes. I watch his eyes shift to peek underneath my skirt. I’m trying to get friction to my clit by grinding my thighs together but Gael holds my legs in place with a strong grip. He then slides his hands slowly up my thighs till he gets to his destination. He hooks his finger over the top of my lingerie and brings them down one inch at a time, leaving a trail of hot kisses along the way.

I shutter as the air immediately exposes my wetness, revealing my sweet arousal. Gael finally slips my panties off and takes in its dampness. Oscar distracts me by gliding his hand over my breasts till he settles on my neck, roughly gripping my throat while he licks up into my ear.

I yelp.

“Be gentle.” Tenoch possessively asserts while he comes over and starts to pull his shirt over his head, exposing his happy trail and tattoo.

“Calm down. I’m only doing what the slut likes.” Oscar counters, looking over at Tenoch with a challenging stare before directing his sexual frustration back to me.

“Isn’t that right, baby? I want to hear you beg for Daddy.” He taunts while I make eye contact with him through submissive eyes. I’m thoroughly turned on right now and he knows it. Oscar’s tight grip on my neck is sending me over the edge and I want more. I need more. His authority is sending waves of pleasure through out my entire body and my hair raises on my arms. My pierced nipples start to harden and peak through my shirt and a wave of desire goes straight to my cunt.

Diego ceases to kiss my shoulder and looks down at my pebbled flesh.

“Well, would you look at that. Our brat likes to be choked.”

Diego goes to undress my top half and unclasps my bra with a swiftness. My breasts spill out of their cups one by one and he fondles one nipple as he laps up the other in his mouth eagerly. My breath hitches. I bite my lip, holding in a strangled noise.

Pedro moves over to my line of vision and begins to unbotton his pants in front of me, giving me a show. He starts touching himself as we lock eyes and creates a mess in his jeans. He whips out his exuding member and I shamelessly stare, taking in all of its glory. He watches me watch him and delights in the attention. This fucker.

“You like what you see, sweetheart? It’s all yours, just be a good girl and open your mouth wide for me.”

I love it when he calls me his good girl and tells me what to do. He doesn’t repeat himself twice. Ever. Whatever Pedro wants, Pedro gets. I pay the consequence if I misbehave. But God, do I love misbehaving.

I don’t budge one inch and go to kiss Oscar, dismissing Pedro’s very existence. That sets him off. Mission accomplished.

“Alright, play times over Princess.” he snarls.

Pedro yanks me away from Diego and Oscar by my hair and forces me forward to the edge of the couch, bringing me at eye level with his hardened cock. He holds my head firm in place as he steadily rubs his throbbing wood over my lips, painting them with his pre-cum. His breath goes ragged and his composure quickly diminishes. He wants this badly, but so do I. Pedro shoves his dick past my lips to the back of my throat without warning and I can see his pupils blow from his dominance over me. He tastes like sea salt and musk. I bring my hands up to grip his shaft and brace myself on his waist, sliding back and forth. He’s rough with me and forces me all the way down till my nose touches his pubes. I gag and my eyes starts to water. He finally releases his grip on me, and I exhale and spit on his dick. I go in for seconds and savor the taste, licking circles around his sensitive tip.

“Ah, just like that.” He affirms, letting his head fall back.

Everyone moves to claim a piece of my flesh to grab, squeeze, suck or fuck. I aspire to be their personal fuck toy to use and abuse for their own selfish gain. Is that too much to ask for?

Oscar repositions me on the couch so that I’m flat on my back as I resume sucking Pedro off. He pushes my skirt up out of the way and coats his fingers with saliva. He begins to slick up my folds, steadily working his way into my tight entrance. “Look at you.” He coos. He kneels down and without hesitation shoves his face into my juices and begins to devour me whole. He licks a line from my tight asshole to my sopping pussy lips and engulfs my clit with his large tongue. He hums around it, sending a wave of vibration to my core.

I loudly moan with Pedro’s penis down my throat, generating a low growl from him. I take him out of my mouth and start to plead as Oscar relentlessly works my sensitive clit with no sign of letting up. He sets my body aflame with little to no effort and it’s truly diabolical.

Tenoch comes to my side and begins to gently massage my breasts, bending down and taking one nipple in his mouth while he jerks himself off. Oscar prys my legs open to stop me from squirming. The overwhelming sensation of his scruff on my bundle of nerves is killing me and the mix of pain and pleasure is intoxicating. Gael grabs my calf and begins to suck my toes, one by one while touching himself. He closes his eyes and takes his time savoring them greedily. He sucks and sucks like he’s making love to them and perverted noises start to fill up the room. My body riddles with ecstasy and the heat in my lower belly grows.

Diego squeezes some lube on his hand and continues to jerk himself off while watching this provocative scene unfold in front of him. He comes over to my side and replaces his hand with mine on his leaking erection. I slowly jerk him off while not breaking eye contact with him.

I can feel my arousal taking over. My brain is having trouble functioning and focusing on one particular thing at once. I am incoherent. I know I definitely heard my phone go off three separate times by now. Mulan is already beating Shan Yu’s ass on the roof. My AC unit turned off about an hour ago and it’s hot as shit in here. But none of these distractions matter to me right now. My ears tune into the sweet symphony of their joint moans and hisses, while I witness their hungry eyes fixate on me, mouths slightly parted in a fucked out bliss. The air is thick with sweat, sex and sin.

I come to and feel Oscar between my legs as I jerk Diego off with purpose while Pedro tilts my head towards him and fucks into my mouth, panting with each thrust. I create a tight vacuum, swallowing him with intense suction that my lips create a *pop* sound when I let go. He curses under his breath in satisfaction.

Tenoch breaks things up and takes control. He grabs hold of me and tears me away from everyone’s touch. He picks me up with one arm and lays back on the couch’s sweaty surface before positioning me on top of him. I straddle his waist and lean down for a kiss, exchanging fluids in a raunchy french kiss. He matches my energy and sucks on my tongue. Fuck, he’s such a freak. We continue to make out as he reaches over my ass and rubs my entrance in a circular motion, slowly dragging his thick digits along my folds. Tenoch replaces his fingers with his slick dick and coats his penis in my juices before tapping himself on my clit. Oscar prepared me for the taking and Tenoch is about to have his way with me. His thick cock promptly slides right into my walls and we moan in each other’s mouths. I’m convinced my vagina was made to please him. I try and adjust to his thickness, slowly making room for his size. My greedy cunt eventually swallows him whole. He gasps in approval. I dig my nails into his big chest as I begin to ride him, throwing my head back. Oscar promptly grabs my neck from behind and whispers nasty shit in my ear while I take Tenoch’s cock like a good girl. Tenoch holds onto my waist with a bruising grip, displaying his possessiveness over me. He sits up on one elbow and sucks my sensitive nipples, playing with my piercing with his tongue in a circle motion. My cunt flutters around him, making him buck.

Goosebumps break out all over my skin as a chill runs down my spine. I whine loudly, succumbing to my pleasure in waves. The sounds of Tenoch’s dick slamming into my tight hole as my ass cheeks hit his pelvis is delicious and it makes me wetter each thrust. He’s giving it to me so good right now but Oscar decides to test how much I can truly take at once.

He cups my ass and halts my bouncing. Tenoch’s member slowly slides out. He grabs my cheeks and spreads me wide, admiring the stretch of my asshole and vagina with his tight grip. Oscar leans in and dips his tongue in and out of both holes, indulging in my natural taste. He pulls back and spits on my tight asshole. He sucks his thumb first before bringing his slick finger to my hole, spreading his spit in a circular motion. Oscar deepens the pressure until his thumb successfully slides in.

A raspy moan leaves my lips and I cry out.

“Mmmm I know baby, I know. Daddy knows what to do.“ He confidently mutters between pants. He’s so turned on right now.

He spits on his pointer and middle finger next, slipping in two digits and stretching me out. His calculated process is driving me crazy and my thighs tremble around Tenoch’s waist. I gasp and stop sucking and jerking off Pedro and Diego, focusing on my breathing.

“Don’t be greedy Oscar, there’s enough of her to go around.” Tenoch gripes, assisting in spreading my cheeks to give Oscar better access. I whimper in anticipation.

Oscar continues to work open my hole with a squirt of lube, fucking me with his fingers until he deems I’m ready for his thick shaft. I grow impatient.

“Ah…f-fuck me Oscar, please. I need you!”

Pedro starts to laugh.

“Stop playing with your food Oscar. The lady is getting tired of you.”

“I thought you like when Daddy plays with you, baby.” Oscar taunts before spontaneously slapping both of my ass cheeks one by one, again and again and again. Left. Right. Left. Right. He spanks me so hard that the pain becomes unbearable. Tenoch proceeds to choke me, holding my neck in place. I scream but no sound comes out. My voice is hoarse from sucking and fucking. Gael ducks down and starts to suck on my nipple while twisting the other between two fingers, playing with its jewelry.

Once he deems me ready, Oscar takes his throbbing wood in hand and aligns his coated head with my stretched hole. He grabs some lube one last time, lathers me up and slides in. He takes his time to make sure he doesn’t hurt me but I want it now. He relishes in my tightness and cusses under his breath. Tenoch licks his fingers and lubricates my pussy with his saliva before re-entering me. My eyes roll back with the overstimulation of being filled to the brim. They start to move together in unison and I resume bouncing on both Tenoch’s and Oscar’s dicks together. Oscar looks down, watching himself go in and out of my ass, cheeks bouncing back on his pelvis and jiggling. He bites his lip from the glorious sight.

“Fuck y-your so tight…ah-“ They both rant together.

Sounds of skin slapping skin echo throughout my entire apartment and Oscar steadily grips my shoulder while Tenoch grabs my waist. I feel like I am being split in two as my holes stretch and adjust to being double penetrated. A bitch is on cloud nine and I can barely string two sentences together. They are deep in my guts and I think I’m going to black out from the overwhelming sensation. This is a ride I never want to get off of. Tenoch picks up the pace and fucks up into me with no mercy while Oscar follows suit. He looks determined, sweat dripping down his forehead. Tenoch gawks at my bouncing breasts in his face, matching the fast pace. He reaches down and thumbs my clit.

My orgasm is on the rise and I can feel my climax is near.

“Daddy, I’m….I’m close!” I moan.

Gael lets go of my breast and runs to grab my vibrator from my bedroom. He turns it to the setting I like and places it close to Tenoch’s groan so that it’s touching my clit at the right angle. He looks up at me as my mouth falls open. I’m slowly becoming undone and can’t hold on any longer.

Diego makes the split decision to get up on the couch and position himself in line to face fuck me. He holds my hair as I bounce and proceeds to have his way with me. I moan around his dick as spit pools and drips down my chin. Pedro leans down and fondles a breast while biting one nipple just the way I like it.

It was truly a sight to see. A real group effort. The one group project where everybody wins. My question is why didn’t we think to film any of this and post it to porn sites world wide or only fans and make millions?? You should have seen us! We fucked like real professionals. I could see it now: “Sexy whore takes 5 big cocks like a champ” as the title. Hmmm. Now that I think about it, we would have probably ran into some copyright issues with Mulan playing in the background. The “A girl worth fighting for” song blasting at full volume was a nice touch though.

I feel myself choking on his penis and Diego reminds me to breath through my nostrils as he shoves my head forward. He yanks me off of his dick to give me a second to breath and a string of saliva connects from my lips to his tip. He slaps me a bit and roughly grabs my cheeks. Diego leans in for a sloppy kiss and purrs “that’s my fucking slut.” He’s genuinely proud of me.

“Now suck!” He demands and plunges back into my mouth without any hesitation. He’s pumping me so fucking good while his thrusts start to become sporadic and his breath goes ragged. I know he’s close. He slips his throbbing dick out of my mouth and readjusts so that I give his neglected balls some lovin. He bites his lip in approval.

“I’m cumming…I’m cu-“ Tenoch goes silent as he spills his hot seed deep into my swollen pussy. My vagina pulses around him as I feel him paint my walls. I shake involuntarily as he comes down off of his high. His dick slides out of me and goes limp, while his seed leaks down my thigh. He lays there catching his breath as everyone continues to use me for their own satisfaction. He watches me bounce on top of him as Oscar continues to pound me from behind.

I quickly follow suit and climax hard, squirting all over Tenoch with Oscar deep in my ass, Pedro sucking my nipple rings hard, Gael rubbing my clit with my vibrator on high and Diego stuffing his balls in my mouth.

Everyone let’s go of me for a second as I buckle and grip Tenoch’s chest before completely collapsing on top of him. All of my energy leaves my body. He catches me in his arms and caresses my back, making sure I’m okay. He kisses my forehead and I feel his chest rise and fall.

Once my breath evens out, I look up and see everyone staring at me with concern. The Mulan end credits continue to roll on the TV. I sheepishly look around and immediately get shy in front of them for the first time.

“So…..round two?”

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#I dont know how I feel about this but I hope y’all like it? rofl #tenoch huerta #pedro pascal #diego luna #oscar isaac #Gael Bernal #tenoch x reader #pedro x reader #diego x reader #Oscar x reader #Gael x reader #fic writing #you ask me why is the mulan movie in this and to that I say why not #no for real I don’t know what this is #this is meant to be read as a random character not as myself #yeah I’m just going to stick to edits and stuff bc this was HARD yall #shout out to fan fic writers 😮‍💨🥲#we just got a letter

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koocycle · 9 months

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I saw this pretty interesting reddit post and it was asking women who were in long term relationships, whose partners prioritized their careers/money over the relationship to describe their experiences and I immediately thought of our over wine couple lol

I read thru lots of the answers and it was actually pretty consistent in that the women who's partners over-prioritized work because they were motivated to have a secure future for their families ended up just fine in the end. they were able to overcome the tough period of time because the partner eventually prioritized their work less and less as they achieved their goal.

and the women who's partners were clearly over-prioritizing their career solely for themselves and their ego ended up being not so fine/ended in divorce or break ups a lot of the times.

Its probably pretty obvious why things would end up the way they did in the women's stories, but I still found it super interesting!

anyway it had me thinking that ow jk clearly started off with the intention of building a secure future for them because he desperately wanted to be able to give y/n all the things he thought that she deserved, but at some point it started to become less about that and more about how far he could advance and move up in his career, how impressive of a position he could achieve etc. now the problem is that his motivation has changed but he's still dishing out the same excuse that doesn't apply to their situation anymore every time the issue is brought up.

it's like he can't admit to himself that the reason he works as much as he does is because he values money and prestige and the opinions of other rich people at fancy functions and dinners over his wife's feelings. because admitting that would mean having to stare in the face the fact that he hasn't been as good of a partner as he should have been.

and then he paints y/n as the bad guy for supposedly being the road block that is trying to prevent him from "giving them a good life", when a. they already have a pretty fantastic and comfortable life, and b. all she wants is a stable relationship where he's more present than he is currently. she's not even asking him to stop work completely, just work a little less.

I honestly really feel for y/n because she really isn't asking for a whole lot, all she wants is for him to meet her halfway and he's created so much emotional strife between them over that by refusing to see the reality of everything. it must be so frustrating!! I don't even know what i'd do in that situation like.. I really don't think any man or dick is worth being that unhappy and hurt for. you either meet me halfway or goodbye lmaooo

even if he's jeon mf jungkook and the loml!! though i'd argue that I wouldn't really consider someone the loml if they did me the way ow jungkook is doing y/n 😂

oh god that’s such an interesting take!! i hadn’t thought of it like that before. also cute how your first thought was the ow couple 🥹

now that i’m reading it again, it makes much sense when you tell about the men who’s initial goal was to secure a good life! not justifying anything or anyone, but it must be so easy to get sucked into a world of business when they keep you on the job for at least seven or eight hours a day. so interesting to hear they eventually prioritized their relationship over their jobs when the most likely had to go through some sort of reality check to get to that point

he did indeed start off with the fact that he wanted to build them a secure future, and now it’s obviously escalated into something more, where his status grew more and more important. so it probably makes people wonder which one of the two scenarios you read about applies to them…

#inbox: over wine #such an interesting ask!!

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robinofinashiro · 2 years

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"wait, are the tears good tears?"

characters/fandom: gyro zeppeli / jjba

request status/note: closed / god the CHOKEHOLD gyro fucking zeppeli has on me at the moment is insane but n e way, if this is bad, ik i'm trying my best okay lmaooo

pronouns: she / her

"fuck you!" you yelled at johnny as the two of you started to fist fight each other without actually landing the punches. you went in for a punch but because gyro had made his way in, the squeak of his glasses on his hat made johnny turn to welcome his best friend only for you to land an actual punch on his arm.

johnny groaned in pain as you smiled at gyro, "hey zeppeli, what're you up too?" you asked as you sat down next to him, still giggling at the way johnny moved his arm to make it stop hurting.

"oh my god, it's diego," you whispered as your eyes widened. gyro and johnny stared at you confused, "why's that an issue?" johnny asked. you saw the smirk diego had on his face and stared at gyro, grabbing his hands and internally pleading that he went along with you.

"hey diego," you whispered. you noticed hot pants standing next to him, her pink hair shining brightly, "oh so it was true. you're dating....him?" you stared at gyro who was now piecing your quick idea together. johnny on the other hand remained quiet, wanting to see how this played out, "yeah, is that an issue?" gyro replied quiet but deadly.

you sighed in relief as diego scoffed in disbelief.

"you really went for the second place jockey? kind of embarrassing, isn't it?" gyro chuckled knowing that all diego was trying to do was get under his skin, "i came in first place in the last three races and you've ranked third in the last six months so it's safe to say that it's you who's been placing second."

johnny who was now laughing could see the rage filling diego's eyes.

"it's no secret that the zeppeli's are known to buy their way into first place," this time it was you who looked at diego in the eye, "still mad because i've denied you each time you've asked me out? i really can't believe that hot pants really was your second choice. like come on, she can do better."

she rolled her eyes but didn't say anything. you gave johnny a look indicating that all three of you should head out before the argument got anymore heated. gyro gave diego one final look before making his way out, you and johnny trailing behind.

once you knew that diego nor hot pants could hear you, you screamed into the empty stable, scaring a few horses in the process. gyro and johnny stayed quiet as you tried to calm yourself down. every time you had to forcefully interact with diego, it never ended on a good note.

"so, when did the couple get together?" johnny asked jokingly. "if god gave me one chance to just want squeeze diego's neck until there's liquid coming out i think i'd be the happiest girl on earth," johnny stared at you mortified, not exactly knowing how to respond to such a statement, "he's so fucking annoying that i think i genuinely lose braincells every time i speak to him."

"what happened?" gyro asked, "i thought the two of you were on civil terms?" you shook your head, "the short of it is that we were in the stables one night. as i was heading out, i heard him talking with funny valentine as strange as it was and he placed a bet with funny that he could get me into bed with him before the end of the month. i confronted him on it and he tried to deny it but i thought he was being genuine about his feelings towards me and it kind of hurt to find out that he really only saw me as someone to get his dick wet."

gyro felt rage overcome him as you let out a deep sigh, "the race that both you and johnny are in is the same race i'm apart of and hot pants is one of the competitors and if i lose against her, i don't think i could ever show my face around here again," you groaned as you hit your head purposely against the wooden stable.

"since when were you scared of hot pants? she hasn't been in the top three since she joined our division? there's no reason why you need to worry about not winning against her," johnny replied. gyro snapped his fingers, "i'm going to snap his neck myself."

before you and johnny comprehend what was going on, you noticed gyro practically marching to diego with every intention of hurting him.

"wait, when i said that, i didn't mean it literally! calm down!" you screamed as you tried holding him back. johnny trying his best grabbed gyro by the leg and shoved him to ground, "listen! you get nothing out of disqualifying yourself from the race. if you're that upset about what he said about you, show him out on the track."

johnny could tell that this was more than what diego had told him, "what is wrong with you!" johnny whispered to gyro as you went back into the stables to grab your things along with theirs, "diego is a piece of shit, that's what!" he replied. johnny shook his head, "there's more than that. diego has said worse things about you and you've never been this angry about it. what's the actual issue here?"

gyro let out a frustrated sigh, not really feeling like this was the place to be admitting everything he's felt about you since you first met.

"i like her okay?" johnny's mouth fell open as he double checked to see that you weren't approaching them yet, "if you say a word about this, i swear i'll come for your brother next. i've liked her since we've first met and hearing what that bumbling idiot said got to me."

"we met her three years ago and you're admitting to this now?" johnny screamed. gyro punched johnny on the arm in an attempt to get him to quiet down, "well i haven't exactly had any chance to tell her!" he replied. johnny was in pure disbelief, not believing that gyro held feelings for you for nearly four years and not mentioning it even once.

"i got a text from one of the competitors just now. there's about twenty-seven reporters in the front." one thing they knew about you was that you hated media attention and when there were tons of reporters waiting to rush you with on sight interviews, "and there's no back exit."

gyro and johnny stared at each other for a moment.

"i got an idea"

you didn't say anything as you trailed behind johnny and gyro. the second gyro opened the doors to the front office, the cameras and reporters ran to all of you. gyro pulled his arm around you and practically shoved the two of you through the crowd.

"any questions will be answered come tomorrow. we appreciate the love from you and all the fans but we have to head home and get ourselves together!" gyro told them as fast as he could before slamming the doors shut. you laughed knowing that tomorrows headlines would read that all of you were being snotty and not wanting to speak to the media.

it wasn't a secret that the three of you were close friends, regardless of the competition on the track and who came out on top. there was hardly any heavy feelings whenever johnny or gyro lost against each other which is something you admired about the two best friends.

"johnny has a ride. need one?" gyro asked in hopes that you did, "sure. i was going to walk but i realized i'm too lazy to walk a mile back home." gyro rolled his eyes playfully as he pulled you onto his back, "well, hold on!" he said before practically sprinting towards his car that was on the other side of the parking lot.

"lets get you home before you're locked out."

the morning came a bit quicker than you wanted but as soon as you looked to the clock, you realized that you needed to be at the race track before they disqualified you for not being there on time.

you pulled your uniform out of the closet, quickly pulling it on, "nervous?" you sister asked. you nodded as she handed you an iced coffee, "don't be. the only competition is hot pants and remember, she's never won a competition in her life. you have and that's all there is to it."

you nodded, taking her advice and making sure you didn't over think the entire competition. you knew that you'd know the results of the race between diego, johnny, and gyro when you arrived to the track and you were hoping that gyro or johnny came out on first place.

your entire family packed themselves in the car as you decided to walk your way to the stables. getting in a walk before a big competition usually calmed your mind and it was easy to get in your head when it felt like thousands of voices were speaking to you at one time.

"gyro won his first race of the year!" one of your friends screamed as she ran towards you. you let out a sigh of relief, "johnny came in second, funny was in third, and diego place sixth! he didn't even rank!" she continued.

you let out a belting laugh as you noticed gyro speaking to the reporters who were asking him a million and one questions.

"gyro!" you screamed from the front entrance of the stable. he perked up at the sound of your voice and dropped the microphone to run to you, "congrats champ! you did it!" you congratulated him. he brought you in a for a bone crushing hug, "now it's your turn! hot pants has been freaking out for the last hour and it seems like she might shit her pants from how scared she is."

you brought him in for another hug, not caring if any of the reporters captured a photo of it, "i'm scared," you whispered into his shoulder. gyro grabbed you by the wrist and brought you to a more secluded part of the stables.

"stop, don't let those idiots get into your brain. you know what you are and how you rank. the only reason why hot pants is even here is because the other competitors was caught cheating," gyro said eerily close to your face, "i know but it's still anyones game. she's been having diego train her."

"and he placed sixth in this round. i don't think he gave her that much of an advantage darling," gyro slipped off the glasses on his hat and placed them on your forehead, messing up your hair a bit, "take these. they've been in my family for years and they bring good omens to us."

"gyro, i couldn't, these are an heir loom," you tried to say but gyro cut you off, "if you don't take them i swear i'll switch your horse out."

you took the glasses off and placed them on your head more comfortably as you heard the horn going off indicating that all of you were due to head onto the track. you gave gyro one final look of nervousness and went to your stable to grab your horse.

gyro eventually met up with johnny who had reserved a seat to watch your race in the front row, "gave her your glasses?" johnny asked. gyro nodded, "you're whipped zeppeli."

you were in the middle, between another competitor and hot pants who was taunting you under her breath. you tried to remember gyro's words of encouragement as the ring go off and you immediately pulled yourself to the first place lead. you stared at the track in front of you, the track becoming the only thing you were focused on.

"come on! stay in first!" gyro screamed over the railing, "don't let that pink haired bitch get in your way!" johnny continued.

you clutched gyro's glasses in your hand as you noticed the finish line approaching. you heard hot pant's voice screaming from behind you but as you felt yourself becoming less focused on the track in front of you, you realized you crossed the finish line first.

"oh my god! you won!" you heard a fan in the crowd say. your eyes widened in realization, "i won!" you screamed as you got off your horse and running your family and tackling them. they immediately embraced you, screaming in joy that you had came in first.

you pulled yourself back as you felt a part of arms wrapping around you. you knew gyro's arms from anywhere and let him hug you, "we did it! we came in first! we're going to kentucky!" you screamed with tears in your eyes. he nodded as he tried to wipe the tears coming down your face.

"wait, are the tears good tears?" he asked, "of course they are! gyro, we're going to fucking kentucky!" you yelled again. he let out a laugh as he tried to wipe your tears without smudging your makeup.

gyro noticed the look on johnny's face and finally decided to bite the bullet. he pulled away from the hug and gave you the most surprising and unexpected kiss. you let gyro continue as you wrapped your arms around his neck and deepened it.

"diego and hot pants? no, gyro and ( your name )," he whispered in your ear. you rolled your eyes playfully and stared at the cameras as they handed you your trophy, "smile," you whispered back into his ear as he brought his own trophy out and the two of you held them up in the air with joy.

#gyro zeppeli x you #gyro zeppeli imagine #gyro zeppeli x reader #gyro zeppeli #jjba imagine #jjba part seven #jojos bizarre adventure #sbr #steel ball run

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diamondcitydarlin · 2 years

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man the shadows writers really decided to curse us with having to center the next week's discourse around DICKS so I can't write any of this without giggling but anyway, also significant that I didn't quite catch on my first watch- we like...don't know AT ALL what kind of performance issue Nandor had. I was kind of disheartened when I initially read the scene as 'lol nandor can't get it up bc he's thinking of guillermo lol ew gross' but that's not specified?!?! Marwa assures him it happens to 'every guy' and 'we're still getting reacquainted' so yeah it could be that he's just chronically flaccid but then they would've spelled that out to land the joke at the expense of the pairing and they DIDN'T, WE DON'T KNOW WHAT HAPPENED. YET. BUT WE DO KNOW THAT WHATEVER HAPPENED, NANDOR DOESN'T WANT MARWA TO SAY IT OUTLOUD WHERE GUILLERMO CAN HEAR. He didn't even WANT Guillermo to know he was having performance issues in the first place, which is like...why? Weren't you both working together to get this wish right? Why would Nandor especially not want Guillermo to know he can't get it up when he thinks of him??? Doesn't it make infinitely more sense under the circumstances that like...Nandor shouted his name at the point of climax or something AND WE'LL FIND OUT ABOUT THAT FROM MARWA LATER?? LMAOOO THIS IS FINE!!!

#nandermo #wwdits #wwdits spoiler #this show is wild lmao

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wendytestabrat · 2 years

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cartman understands kyle way better than stan does

okay reason #4838297279 why kyman works better than style is the fact that cartman gets kyle in ways stan just doesn’t. like kyle is def a person who feels misunderstood a lot and different bc of the way he thinks and views things so he wants to be with someone who understands that and appreciates that about him. like yeah sure kyle could get any girl he wants bc he’s good looking, but what he has with cartman is different bc cartman loves kyle unconditionally even when he’s at his worst and just appreciates him for the wicked little shit he is and i who he is as a person LMAOOO. kyle doesn’t have to act fake or pretend to be this good person all the time around cartman bc he accepts his flaws and even likes those things abt kyle. like cartman def has way more patience and empathy imo towards kyle’s hissy fits than stan does bc cartman is an oversensitive turd himself so he gets it lol. like there’s deadass moments in the show where even when stan & kenny get fed up with kyle and don’t wanna deal with him cartman still sticks around LMAO. the best example i can think of is in “you have 0 friends” when stan got annoyed with kyle for asking him to help him get fb friends so then he went to cartman and he had no issue with it and was happy to help. and i mean yeah cartman calls kyle out on his shit tho like way more than stan, but cartman is just trying to hold kyle accountable for his actions he’s not doing that to judge kyle he just cares about him so he’s willing to stand up to his shit when stan doesn’t. also kyle can be as big of a jerk as he wants around cartman too and cartman won’t leave him for that and actually enjoys it when kyle gets all feisty abt shit LOL like he can literally insult cartman and lash out on him all he wants and cartman will just take it, i doubt that shit would slide with stan. i mean kyle has def been a fakeass cunt friend to stan but if he deadass just started being an upfront jerk to stan and calling him names all the time like he does to cartman i doubt stan would put up with that and wouldn’t wanna be friends with kyle anymore LOL it’s been shown before that kyle is intolerant of kenny being poor too but can u imagine if kyle all of a sudden started ripping on kenny for being poor as much as he insults cartman for being fat….yeah kenny would NOT put up with that LMAOOOO. i mean yeah kenny puts up with it with cartman but it’s clear kenny dislikes cartman for this and knows how to set boundaries with him and distance himself from him when he’s being an asshole. and it’s been shown before how cartman is like the one person who can calm kyle down when he’s going ballistic LOL kyle is a rlly overly emotional person so he needs someone who can handle his outbursts and shit even when he’s being a dick and not judge him or walk out on him for it.

#kyman #KYMANRANTGARBAGE

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allkinds-oftrash · 1 year

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The Crown S5E1 Commentary:

Non-Spoiler Gist - It was a good first episode, I am mixed about some of the casting but I'm going to chalk it up to the transitional period of it and I just need to get used to them. I was really surprised about the new Prime Minister.

Spoilers Under The Cut:

The way I got so emotional seeing Claire Foy again as Lizzie 🥺🥺

The transitional scenes crack me up I dunno why it just feels very meta

This report feels like an lie - who in the WORLD thinkd he's modern, young and empathetic??? OH COS DI WOULD BE QUEEN SJKSKDJD Ahhh the second honeymoon is a PR stunt yikes

I don't know how I feel about Elizabeth's Diana. Like obviously she's older and jaded so the vibe is different I dunno something feels off

Charles and Diana are being friendly??? Oh there he is Chucky being a dick

Awee babey Harry AWWW THE BOYS WANTING TO GO SHOPPING WITH THEIR MOM

It's all a lie Lizzie they aren't a happy couple at all.

Johnathan's voice as Phillip is SO OFF It needs to be steeper "A replacement" Lmao they're not talking about the boat anymore

Ohmygod they're playing Mariah!! I love that Diana is having the time of her life with her boys as she should!

Oop the article is coming I need to find this paper

Oooh is that the new Anne?? I kinda miss Erin already hdkdjd

What is so damming about this article omg Don't say no to Anne lmao do you want to die sir Lmaooo she's gonna see it eventually they can't hide it from her forever LOL THEY WENT TO PHILLY FIRST DJDKDKD Despite my issues with him, I do love his devotion to Lizzie

Not Chucky planning a pseudo coup ndndjd

Okay the new Anne has the voice down I need her more snappy This moment between mother and daughter is cute I'll give them that. Oh helloooo Tim hahaha

"How come I never noticed" "Cos you're married" LMAO I'm shook the guy playing Tim looks just like him

Not Charles and his pseudo coup Him complementing the PM sjdkdkk yall are boring white dudes calm down Lmaooo "It's instinct for renewal and it's willingness to make way for someone younger" Are we thinking of the same Conservative Party Chucky??? Chucky you're not Edward though. God the delusion of this man

Leslie is a vibe as Margaret But I swear the Queen Mother looks like a new person every time dkdjdkd

Lmao Lizzie is sussing them out Damn Martin is hot?? Granted all the Martins were shsjks I NEED to find this article and I wanna know what the journalist was on lmao

HE'S SIPPING HIS TEA LMAO after she told him abt the article Jesus she is NOT asking for funding for a ship?? Yesss Johnny tell her I'm very conflicted by John Majors he's so right in both of these convos but he's also a TORY 🤢🤢

Lizzie you sound like a spoilt rich person please shut up "Service I've given this country" 🤡🤡🤡 Okay Lizzie okay.

Hohoho Dominic West in a kilt??? He's an asshat for cheating on his wife but damn does he look good

Philly shouldn't be going this hard on a ship

John Majors is gonna be the Royal Fam's babysitter and therapist this season it's so funny please. John Majors is so right in this episode I can't even Peter Morgan HOW DARE YOU MAKE ME AGREE WITH A TORY

Literally me agreeing with everything John's been saying this ep:

#The Crown #The Crown Season 5 #The Crown Spoilers

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I haven’t been on tumblr in a while, but i’m here to rant to you, my fellow sensible pissed off carat “hag” LOL

I posted on weverse today (hidden from artist), calling out the people who are harassing joshua and the girl, and the people who sent a protest truck (which is an embarrassment, and funnily enough the korean antis also find it embarrassing and unnecessary), telling them to get a life or find a hobby. Not even a minute since i posted and someone replied that I’M “despicable” for calling out fans on weverse. HUHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. Actually i don’t know what to say about that bec i am so dumbfounded.. another person replied that joshua was caught lip syncing at the concert. ?? i find that “issue” SO ANNOYING because 1) most, if not all, artists lip sync to some extent at concerts, unless they don’t do intense choreography. Even band vocalists stop singing for a bit to catch their breath.. 2) this wasn’t an issue prior to the dating rumors. No one cared! But now they hate joshua and will shit on him for everything <3

Also asked korean carats yesterday to explain to me how dating as an idol is considered “deceiving fans”. They replied to me explaining that it’s because joshua was rarely on ig/wv, but all this time he’s been doing lovestagram with a girl. I get it, but also i don’t think it’s valid cmon now ……….. they’re so offended to the point that someone shaved their eyebrows after hearing the rumors, and another commented a 5-page essay on joshua’s instagram about idols deceiving fans

And NOW another person posted on weibo starting a rumor that hoshi and rv y3r1 are dating. I need people to be for real. I NEED THEM TO SHUT UPPPPPPPP 😭😭😭😭

FELLOW SENSIBLE PISSED OFF CARAT HAG I LOVE THIS TITLE LMAOOO

no but i saw the truck as well and my only thought was woah you guys truly are miserable aren't you? you can go on dates, you can meet people, you can be all lovey dovey if you want, but if an idols even dares to have a rumor? for shame!!!! jail for a thousand years!!! how dare he to deceive fans!!!! which also like you said whenever you ask someone what's that even supposed to mean they're like "well uuh you see uuh he spent his private time doing his private things instead of coddling fans and giving us attention 😠😠" ok and. good for him for being able to put such a clear line between fan and artist

and the lip syncing thing let's be for real!!! every single svt member has done it at one point or another because their shows are ridiculously demanding when it comes to choreography, and you're so right if it was that important why didn't they say anything before all of this blew up!! excuses my guys you are all so miserable!!

the person that shaved their eyebrows did make me laugh ngl LMAO i was like ooh totally me when we get youngk dating rumors LMAO but in a serious note i understand that part of the appeal of idols is this closeness they have with fans and what not, but fans need to understand that there's a line they will never cross, they need to understand these are not some puppets for them to play with but actual real human beings with human lives that Will do things that maybe you don't want them to do. i get being upset that your fave is dating would be lying if i never got upset about it especially when i was young. but the point these people are reaching? genuinely asking you all to seek help because it's just ridiculous

also nothing that happens on weverse can ever be good people there are just. Yikes LMAO

dude i saw someone trying to start a rumor that was wonwoo dating seulgi, mingyu sakura and hoshi yooa like if you're gonna be like that at least agree on who you're gonna use to be stupid LMAO

(also if you wanna send the screenshot of the person calling you despicable i would appreaciate it i need a laugh and maybe be a dick and stalk someone on weverse LMAO)

#asks #can i call you hag anon it would be kinda funny #anon

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Me who has a very set in stone type when watching shows or movies about to watch season 1 of ST: huh I bet I’m gonna be Into Jonathan, like the sad emo boy thing and he likes photography, yeah Steve seems like the asshole who changes for you. So one of them has to be it.

After season 1: hmm yeah nope none of the older kids or adults sorry hopper, guess I’m not in my loving older dad bod men era yet….weird Ah well. Season 2 time

*billy makes his entrance*

Me: THERE HE IS! THATS MY MAN oh yeah I like him. And he’s an asshole? With a sad backstory. And emotional issues oh yeah yep okay.

*season 3*

Me: god billy still has a hold on me. And still nothing for Jonathan and Steve, Robin would be a good friend. Hmm wonder why Steve and Jonathan don’t do it for me. Ah well brothers and friends are good too. And billys dead okay. So no one left alive to fantasize about. That’s fine it’s… fine

*season 4*

Me: Oh Jesus satanic panic haha…

*eddies lunch room scene*

Me: *careless whisper plays in the background as it all slow zooms in on Eddie stood doing devil horns* I found him. This is….it’s all lead to him. He’s….perfect. Everything I’ve ever wanted in this show. Oh and he’s cute, and funny, and caring, he has tattoos, he…oh wow. My heart boner is so hard.

Me: *sees 001* HELLO SAILOR! Oh yeah okay this is. Eddie and this probably evil man. This is all I have ever wanted. Oh my god he he’s number 1…I think I just soaked my pants oh lord. Okay yep. This is. Perfect

And that’s the story of how I started not liking the typical men of the show. And ended up where we are now. Juries still out on argyle I need more screen time of him to get a full look.

-🎸😈

I feel you, like I was attracted to the other characters throughout the seasons, like I always thought Steve was cute but I didn’t actually like him / properly find him attractive until his character developed and it was really with season 3 that I absolutely completely fell in love with him

Nancy I didn’t really like too much either at the beginning until I got to see what a badass she is and then I was like mhmm yeah she’s hot

Robin I loved from the get-go, she’s just so hot and so cute I adore her so much

Jonathan I love to pieces but more in I want to be friends with him and protect him kinda way rather than I'd actually wanna sleep with him or anything

as soon as Billy walked onto my screen I knew I was gone be down bad, that man is unreasonably attractive it should actually be illegal, but then I saw what a dick he was so ugh, with Billy it’s kinda like the opposite of Jonathan, where I just wanna fuck him but not actually have anything else to do with him really lmaooo

and then along came Eddie and I was infatuated like I've never been before, like I just want it all from that boy, I am obsessed with him it’s unhealthy really

Argyle I just wanna hang out with like all the time, I feel like I'd never get tired of his company he’s just good vibes and I love that for him, I hope we get to see more of him

-hope

#the answer to your nightmare #🎸😈 anon #eddie munson #steve harrington #billy hargrove #nancy wheeler #robin buckley #jonathan byers #stranger things #stranger things argyle

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brucewaynehomeforangrychildren · 2 years

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thinking about dick

#that one time bruce died and dick became batman and parented damian and totally fumbled tim's whole thing (said with love) etc etc etc #hello !!!! hello #dick grayson #nightwing #batman #dc comics #robin #that whole situation was crazy #thinking about all of dick's issues lmaooo #been lowkey watching young justice again I can't believe I was literally watching that show a decade ago #I don't wanna get my hopes up but is dc comics actually putting out some good stuff right now?? am i crazy????#art #fan art #this scribbly stuff is all i got I genuinely don't know how i used to finish stuff :(#feel like I'm back to hyperfixating on this for a while so maybe there'll be more soon!#anyone still here?#love love love

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robinofgothamcity · 3 years

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scenario: you start seeing Jon which leads to the two of you having to hide it from your family and especially Damian.

pairing: jon kent ( superboy ) x fem! reader

note: not checked for grammar or spelling mistakes / can you tell my kent family hyperfixation hasn't left yet? i swear it's becoming an issue lmaooo but this might actually be the longest fic i've written for this blog.

you talked with your friends who you had snuck into the gala with. Rachel had begrudgingly agreed to come to meanwhile Cass and Steph were the only other ones who agreed to come on their own accord.

"Damian, your only friend is here," Dick said, earning a kick from his younger brother before getting up and leaving you and Raven alone. you knew it was a rare occasion that she even decided to show up so you didn't want to leave her alone. "we probably won't see my brother for the rest of the night. whenever his friend comes, it's like everyone becomes a background character. for him being my adopted 'twin' brother, I have yet to meet this friend."

Raven laughed as you saw the wine that the couple on the dance left on your table drunkenly. the bottle was little more than half-filled and you gave one quick look to Raven before pouring the wine into both of your glasses and discarding it right away.

"to not having fun for the rest of the night," you giggled as the two of you chugged the wine down in a mere few seconds, "drier than I thought it would be but it beats having to pay for it," Raven muttered as you agreed to sneak another bottle from the bartender so you wouldn't have to pay for it. even with your dad paying for all your necessities, the drinks at his galas were far too expensive for you to even willingly pay for them yourself. the only reason why he even paid for all your expenses was because you agreed to skip out on college to help run some parts of Wayne Enterprises with your brother.

another reason why you couldn't exactly go and pay for it yourself was because Bruce was not one to exactly be chippy at the idea of you getting plastered drunk at one of his public galas. "I got one of two ideas. one: I'll go flirt with the bartender and you can sneak behind him and get the other bottle or two: I can flirt with the bartender for enough time to see if he'll just willingly give it to us," you told Raven as she nodded with option two.

the bartender happened to be in his younger 50s. you recognized him from previous WE events and although he was familiar with your family, you doubted that he would say anything to your dad about you flirting him with. all you had to do was push the top of the dress down a bit and hike up the bottom to get his attention.

"hey Martin," you said, leaning up against the bar table and smiling, "enjoying the night?" you asked as you saw him flinch back in surprise. he nodded, trying to divert his eyes from looking at you in anyway you could have felt to be disrespectful.

"I was thinking, how much does the bottle of Lafite Rothschild go for?" you asked, giving him a pouty face. he gulped nervously, "almost ten grand ma'am," he replied, grabbing it from the wine stand, "even for me? I mean, my dad must've paid for it so does it even go for that much considering I am his child?" he asked.

you could tell that you had caught him in a predicament, "I would assume not, I assume you're twenty one, right?" he murmured, handing you the precious bottle. you smiled (a fake one that anyone could see through) and nodded before giving the old man a light kiss on the cheek, "thanks Martin, I appreciate it," you said, giving him a wave before leaving.

Raven perked up seeing the bottle in your hand, "snagged a ten thousand dollar bottle," you said excitedly as you waved it in your hand. Raven stared at you in shock, "you got a ten thousand dollar bottle in less than five minutes?" she exclaimed.

you giggled before whispering in her ear, "the benefits of being a child of Bruce Wayne is that you can practically get away with anything. especially when you're the daughter." you popped open the bottle as you handed her the wine glass and poured the drink with care. you gave her a slight cheers before taking a small sip and being pleasantly surprised that it wasn't as dry for a wine with a huge amount of alcohol percentage.

as the night progressed, you and Raven got actively more drunk. you hadn't realized how hard the wine had hit you until Raven was drunkenly getting pulled home by Gar as you sat at the table with a little less than the bottle still full. you hadn't seen your dad or brother all night and you figured they must've been pulled into doing Batfamily work at some point and left you alone with Steph or Cass. hell, maybe even Dick if he was still around.

you weren't actively apart of the vigilante work all of your siblings did but you did help them out with the technical parts of it when Tim wasn't available. you didn't really like fighting or risking your life so after you graduated, you interned at Wayne Enterprises under Tim's orders while Damian worked under your dad.

at the age of twenty-one, you still hadn't met most of the league for the exception of Wonder Woman and The Flash. the rest were strangers in your head and much to Damian's luck, he wanted to keep it that way. at least in his case with Jon.

"ow, I am so sorry," you slurred as you managed to hit someone on the shoulder. he chuckled seeing as how you were not attempting to get up, "you okay there ma'am?" the man with a southern accent asked. you giggled as you attempted to get up, "I'm ( your name ) and you are?" you asked.

"Jon Kent, pleasure to meet you," he said, kissing your hand. you blushed as you heard one of your favorite songs come through the speakers, "would you like to dance?" you asked, not even caring that you had met this just a few mere seconds ago. he nodded, figuring that since Damian left him stranded at the gala, he had nothing to lose.

the song 'telepatia' by Kali Uchis played throughout the ballroom. Jon immediately took the reigns as the lead as the lights got dimmer and you danced against Jon sensually. "what got you dragged here?" you asked Jon. "my best friend invited me as his plus one. you?" he whispered in your ear, "I work for the company so I kind of had to attend," you managed to say before turning around and facing him.

you looked at Jon with drunken yet loving eyes, "you're handsome, you know that?" you said with no hesitation in your face. Jon laughed, placing his hand on your cheek, "right back at ya, darlin'," he replied as the song switched to another one of your favorite songs.

side to side by ariana grande started.

you shrugged, feeling as though you had nothing to lose and got up on your toes gave Jon a kiss on his lips. he was slightly taken back but played it off by returning it. the two of you remained kissing through the entirety of the song until Jon felt a familiar tap on his shoulder.

"I gotta go but if you're up for it, I'd love for ya to give me your number," you nodded excitedly as you practically snatched his phone from his hand and typed it in as quickly as possible with your name having a hundred emoji's next to it, "text me in the morning!" you screamed.

Jon laughed before following Damian from behind, "you suck, you know that!" Jon exclaimed, "I meet one girl I actually like and you drag me away!" Damian rolled his eyes, "please, you act like there isn't more girls out there to hit on." this time, it was Jon's turn to roll his eyes, "I got her number so I guess that's a plus."

you woke up the next morning with a pounding headache but to a few messages on your phone. you smiled realizing that it was the boy you had met the night before.

"good morning...or actually good afternoon!"

Jon laughed from his side of the phone.

"good afternoon darlin'. I hope you had a good sleep."

you were texting your way down the stairs, greeting Alfred and Bruce before grabbing a plate of lunch and sitting down on the bar top. "what time you'd make it home?" Bruce asked, sensing the hangover you had. "a bit past midnight. drank a bottle of Lafite with Raven before dancing with a boy you invited," you said honestly.

Bruce felt himself go stiff at the admittance of you drinking the Lafite bottle but remained silent as Alfred placed Advil and one of your Gatorades next to you. "yeah, whoever must've danced with you last night must've been drunk too because you'd want to dance with you?" Damian said coming down the stairs.

you threw him a fork, Damian dodging it with ease, "I'd shut up if I were you. I'm actually getting coffee with the guy in like an hour," you replied, chugging down the rest of the food before getting up and going to your room, "yeah and I pray for the man who now has to deal with you," Damian screamed loud enough for you to hear.

you pulled on a skirt and tights before slipping on a sweater and fixing your hair and quickly doing your makeup. you grabbed the keys from your bag and took the back entrance to get to your car. one of the benefits of getting paid so much was that you were able to afford cars that were out of price range for a lot of people your age.

the coffee shop you decided to meet Jon at was a few blocks into the heart of central Gotham. you got a table farthest from the crowd as you didn't want any attention on you and your potential boyfriend. you saw Jon approaching at the front of the coffee shop and pulled on your sunglasses so no one outside could see who you were.

"nice to meet you, this time with me not being drunk," you told Jon, giving him a friendly kiss on the cheek, "pleasure is all mine sweetheart," he replied, putting his arm around your shoulder. you got up to the front of cashier and scanned the menu.

"I'd like a venti mocha with oatmilk, what about you?" you asked Jon as he scanned the menu nervously before muttering that he hardly orders coffee. you smiled, "and an order of a grande peppermint hot chocolate," you added on as you took your card out, Jon's eyes widening at the black American Express card.

"wow, Wayne Enterprises must pay you really well," he exasperated, "yeah, I guess you could say that," you said as hesitantly as possible. after the two of you got the coffees, you got back to the table as you took off your sunglasses in a sigh of relief.

"do you really wear sunglasses everywhere you go?" Jon asked. you debated on telling him the actual reason but decided on a vague answer, "eh, it's more for secrecy. I guess if I get another date, I might tell you the real reason," you winked, making Jon blush.

through the weeks, you decided to keep the biggest part of your life a semi secret to Jon still. he knew vaguely of a few things but one mistake on your end managed to throw all of that away in more ways than one.

you were walking downtown with Jon, his hand grasping yours as the two of you roamed an area of town that you knew didn't have major significance to WE. you were holding a coffee in one hand as you walked about a few things that happened to you that week to Jon. it wasn't until you walked towards a busy street that your heart fell to your stomach.

a huge billboard, like signs you would see on highways, of you and Damian representing Wayne Enterprises stood in the middle of an intersection. you stared at the ground, your one secret given away as Jon stared down at you, a look of shock in his eyes.

"wait, you work with Damian Wayne?" he asked as he could tell that you did not want to look at him. you sighed, a bit scared, "work partners might be a little too far from what we are," you gulped, finally realizing that you had to admit to your family ties.

Jon looked at you, now more confused than shocked.

what you didn't know was that at the same time that you were about to confess everything to Jon, a paparazzi had taken dozens of photos of you and Jon that were immediately uploaded to various Twitter accounts and gossip magazines.

"Damian Wayne is my adopted brother. Bruce Wayne is my adopted dad. that's why I have a lot more money than any regular Wayne Enterprise worker."

Jon immediately stumbled to the ground, not expecting that answer coming from you. you immediately felt tears hitting your eyes as you figured that maybe Jon didn't want to be with someone so rich and famous. someone's whose family was always in the spotlight.

"DAMIAN WAYNE IS YOUR BROTHER?" Jon screamed, catching you off guard as this was the first time Jon had ever screamed at you. you nodded, trying not to look at him in the eyes, "he's going to kill me. your entire family is going to plot my murder. I'm a dead man. Clark is going to find me in a ditch," Jon started talking to himself.

it was now your turn to look at Jon confused, "wait, what?" you asked, wiping your tears. "YOUR BROTHER IS MY BEST FRIEND. Damian Wayne is Robin and I'm Superboy!" he whispered the last part, "I've been dating my best friends sister this entire time without realizing it!" he screamed.

you finally connected the dots. every time Damian said he was going on patrol with Superboy meant that he was going to hang out with Jon and every time Damian said that Jon turned down a patrol session usually meant that you were going on a date with him. both of you stared at each other, not knowing what to say.

"small world, eh?" you asked, trying to defuse the tension, "guess we better figure out a way to tell them, huh?" Jon replied as you both heard your phone going off with texts and calls. you opened it to see that Dick, Bruce, Tim, and even Jason and Alfred were frantically calling you.

"hello, what happened?" you asked, picking up Dick's call. "GET HOME NOW!" he yelled through the phone as you heard Damian's screeching voice from the other side, "why? what happened?" you asked, staring at Jon now in fear.

"SHE'S DATING JON? I'M GOING TO KILL HIM BEFORE I KILL HER!" you heard Damian scream before something broke, "pictures of you kissing Jon came to the public on Twitter and he saw them," Jason said, half annoyed.

both of your hearts fell to your stomach as you realized it was now or never. everyone knew of your relationship and it wasn't even something both of you tried to do intentionally. you grabbed Jon's hand, yours shaking in fear as you got into the passenger side of his beat up red truck. he could tell you were beyond scared to go home and he now knew it was time. he had to man up before it got worse and you attempted to break up with him.

once you arrived to Wayne Manor, you sat still, not moving an inch. "it'll be okay darlin', I promise it won't be too bad," he murmured as he opened your door. you nodded as you hopped off and started walking towards the door.

you could hear Damian's yells still going on from the other side door as you opened it. you grasped Jon's hand and walked into the living space, Damian's eyes immediately looking at you before charging to Jon with every ounce of strength he had. Jason quickly grabbed you as Jon dodged him and Damian went straight to attack him again. you couldn't bare to look at the sight and felt tears spring to your eyes as you hid your face into Jason's side.

"hey, you okay?" Jason asked. he could see the tears in your eyes which instantly made him a bit upset. "enough," Jason screamed, catching everyone's attention. Jon and Damian saw the hurt look on your face and as soon as Jon realized you were upset at the fight he was having, he kicked Damian off of him and walked towards you.

he grabbed your hand and whispered an apology into your ear as he stroked your cheek lovingly, "I'm sorry dear but I wasn't expecting Damian to do this," Jon said as Damian watched the way Jon was treating you. a part of him knew that Jon would treat you right. Jon wasn't like your typical average boy but the fact that neither of you told him is what set him off and seeing you being so lovingly with Jon set him off again.

Damian ran towards Jon again but this time, you shielded him which made him stop immediately, "Damian, stop, please," you croaked. Bruce saw you trying to neutralize the situation and stood next to Damian, hinting at him to quit it, "I'm sorry we never told you but the reason why we never did was because we had no idea who the other was. I didn't know Jon was your best friend and clearly didn't know that he was Superboy and he had no idea I was even related to you nevertheless your sister. please, if it's anyone's fault, it's mine," you explained.

Dick, Jason, and Tim stared at Jon who grabbed your hand and pulled you to the side, "and I would have never made the move if I knew she was your sister but we fell in love and it was like a soulmate connection. we were meant for each other and I want her to be in my life. she's it for me," Dick sighed mesmerized as Tim and Jason gagged at the cheesy confession.

Damian growled, "if you even think of hurting her, Clark will be down one son and I mean it. that's my sister and no man will ever be good enough for her. you are my best friend and she might be a pain in my ass, she means the world to me. I will not hesitate to dig your grave and bury you alive if I see one tear of sadness coming down her face," Damian stated before hitting Jon on the shoulder purposely before walking away.

you smiled, your heart swelling at Damian's speech. he never once said anything like that about you and in his Damian way of being, you knew this was his way of accepting your relationship with Jon. you smiled at Jon before giving him a huge kiss on the lips, making your dad and all of your brothers gag at the sight.

"okay, save that shit for privacy, no one needs to see that," Jason said as he walked away. Bruce gave you one look before turning to Jon, "your father knows in case you were wondering but feel free to stay for dinner if you'd like," Bruce said before walking away with Tim and Dick walking away with him.

"I love you," you whispered to Jon as he let out a laugh against your lips, "I love you too and I'm all of this was cleared out." you nodded in agreement as you grasped his hand, "wanna come up to my room? I figured we should catch some sleep before Alfred calls everyone for dinner and Damian starts another fight," Jon agreed, giving you a kiss on your head as the two of you walked up the stairs.

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I love pet play so here is me doing pet play scenrios ♡♡♡♡ just some thoughts what pet i think they would have and what they'd do uwu

my list!

Characters: Gojo Satoru x reader ; Megumi Fushiguro x reader ; Toji Fushiguro x reader ; Naoya Zenin x reader and Itadori Yuji x reader

warning: nsfw ; petplay ; dom/sub ; humiliation ; dumbification and idk???

Gojo Satoru

He peaks as the soft/slutty bunny type of guy or a cunning fox

Honestly his white hair just gives me snow bunny vibes, but any kind of bunny would be cool with him.

On one side he likes to corrupt the innocent looking ones, cute little bunnies who get feral horny with him. Pretty costumized bunny ears for his pet, he can afford it. Pretty pillow princesses he fucks stupid, in any position, but it's a plus if he can see that soft pretty tail.

Or maybe just the classic playboy bunny type, model body. Curvy, pretty ones, the nice lips, nice everything with those skin tight skimpy bunny suits. Fishnet or nylon doesn't matter, he'll rip them apart, he loves that clean sexy look, before he messes everything up.

Why fox? He just peaks me as somewhat you know special out of the usual. Foxes are rather rare for pet play since they aren't the average pet either. Though I can imagine a pretty fox, who would tease him back and is playful would keep him interested. He just might put a collar on you and tugs you around for the fun of it.

He thrives at any title master??? fuck yes baby push his ego. Sir??? hell yeah push his authority might as well call him sensei. daddy?? sure as classic he'll call you little one and other sweet nicknames

Really depends on his mood that day or what you'd want him to do, he can do anything, if you're a good pet for him he'll praise you, if you want to be degraded sure he'll call you his slut and spits on your face.

You just want to fuck ? Sure, he'll fuck you stupid and breeds your bunny/fox hole/cunt. You want him to actually treat you like a pet?? Yeah sure he'll put down a water bowl and all that shit down for you to use, he'll give you hella foreplay.

jokes about animal abuse in the end lol

Megumi Fushiguro

He is my baby, but if I had to pick for him? I'd just say puppy's. Megumi is a confirmed dog person, so yep I think he'd like obedient puppy's. Probably blushes when you put on the ears and the tail, at first he was like nah he isn't into it, but now it gets his dick hard.

He is very soft and sweet, so I can imagine that he'd get along with a playful and obedient puppy's. Loves it when the soft fur of your tail brushes against his skin and how the cute puppy ears peak through your hair. He'll praise you and would call you his good pet as he fucks on all fours. Probably wouldn't tug too much on your collar and leash, it just looks pretty on you.

Would get so flustered at the beginning if you want to call him titles, even if his name is girly, he'd probably still likes the intimacy when you call him by his name between titles.

probably thinks it's a bit weird at first, but you can ease him into it, and he'll tell you what he likes or and what he doesn't like

Toji Fushiguro

I'd just like to think the bias towards dogs runs in the family if not I think he's just the basic cat type same shit but calls you kitty

unlike Megumi, Toji isn't soft. He probably wouldn't care if you'd wear gear or not, actually he might tease and bully you, if you want to wear pretty puppy ears and a tail. Would call you slutty and weird, but he'd still fuck you. He is probably older so he'd just might call you childish and the whole 'You want to be a what kid??' Other than that he wouldn't always call you a good puppy, he'd call you his dumb fucking mutt. Just lives to degrade you and call you stupid. If you want to wear a collar and leash he'll fucking yank you with it, piss him off, and he will choke you with it.

He will literally choke you when you call him daddy. It's unknown of whether he likes or he hates it, he'd just allow it. Sir might be too formal for him a lot of people call him that probably since he is a bit older and works at weird places where he doesn't give his name often. Probably doesn't like master as it might be too touchy towards his family issues back when he was a Zenin.

If it's the cat type he probably is an absolute brat tamer, if you're an egoistic little kitty you're fucked. Get down on your knees for him, he'll fuck your throat until you cry. Be a good kitty for daddy, milk him. Behave and he just might help your little drenching pussy out.

He is just here to fuck, but he would humor you a bit with dirty talk, if you do well, and he likes you. Otherwise nah he wouldn't really go deep into petplay. He is an adult man who was married to what it seems a very normal women so he probably doesn't want to do something super wild or new.

Naoya Zenin

hmmmm I think it's a bit difficult because one dogs are obedient, but they're also often considered dirty mutts I feel like he'd rather like something expensive like one of those white beautiful fur blue eye cats (lmaoo gojo) though cats are seen as arrogant, and he wants his to submit to him fully

probably looks and acting wise he'd like cats but he'd go for dogs too

He just seems like the type to degrade you, and it's easier to insult a dog than a cat y'know?

LMAOO FORGET THE GEAR WITH HIM you won't ever get to ask him to put on ears. He is a traditional man, the max he'd put on you is a collar. I just don't see him wanting to take you on your suggestions and I don't see him suggesting it himself.

If you're very, very, very well-behaved he just might call you a good dog. Yep, don't expect him to call you something cute like puppy. Probably the type to not let you wear any clothes, but your collar. Makes you crawl around with a leash attached, he wants to see you suffer, he wants to dehumanize you. He fucking owns you, he does whatever he wants with you. You're here for his pleasure not yours and he gets off to you being embarrassed and humiliated.

Bark back and he'll put a muzzle on you.

Don't even hesitate to lick the floor he walks on, don't look at him, when he doesn't allow it. He will punish you upon misbehaving and his punishments are real torture.

With him, you need to be well-trained and groomed, a dirty disobedient pet isn't going to stay anywhere near him. Be a good pet, and he just might let you sleep next to his bed, if you do very well and present yourself well in front of his family he just might treat you well and allow you to sleep on the bed.

This isn't pet-play to him he is just an asshole. If he makes you eat face first from a bowl like a dog, he does it to humiliate and laugh at you. Calls you pathetic.

Yuji Itadori

lmaooo its said he is mixed between dogs and cats, but I think he'd have a cat lean when it comes to pet-play

it's just the whole catgirl/catboy/catenby on the internet for him, he thinks cat ears are cute

would totally be exited if you wanted to wear cat ears and tail, he'd just be fascinated about them for while, thinks it's super cute nothing weird at all

hell he'd love it if you wore the cat ears outside bedroom activities too

Would coo and praise you, goes pspsp and all the shit like you're a real cat

wholesome sex but would get horny af if you meow while he pounds you

absolutely mad horny when your collar jingles around while he fucks you, it's too cute

Thinks it's super fucking cute would totally be intrested to look further for fun, probably would platonically treat you as a pet too. Calls you kitty outside the bedroom.

Neck scratches !!

Calls you his pretty kitty, would be down to do anything.

He is your biggest simp :)

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