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"DARLING CAN I BE YOUR FAVORITE?"

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╰┈➤𝓟𝓻𝓸𝓶𝓹𝓽 - breaking in a new toy

╰┈┈➤𝓓𝔂𝓷𝓪𝓶𝓲𝓬 m!dom reader x s!puppy

Oh may the gods have mercy on their trembling slutty soul. around three months of exchanging personal porn and you were finally meeting. the were so silent on the way to your place you would've assumed they were mute, even though they seemed to have no issue at all thrusting a pretty toy inside their ass for your viewing pleasure. when they did arrive at your home you could practically smell the fear on their face. you almost felt bad. perverted even. like a fox luring a dainty lamb into its den for feasting upon.

once they set their duffel bag down in a place that wouldn't cause much inconvenience later, they tried to make shaky conversation, to at least try to ease the tension in the apartment.

" s-so...uhm..nice to meet- AH!?-"

but you weren't here for that, while small talk would be nice seeing their face as you have them caged in on your bed was much nicer. even with their startled yelp in the beginning they didn't seem to mind how you practically ripped through their clothing to get to them, the cold air briefing over their boxers and barely soothing the searing flesh. a mere whine earned from them in response.

oh dear. that wasn't what you taught them. you've heard them beg like a street whore while riding a dumb silicone toy in replacement for your dick better than that. even taught them the hard way that they had to use their words properly to get what they want, so why would you reward them for such a pitiful beg like that? they were adorable though, grinding their hips up into your palm like the slutty bitch they are. finally begging properly once hey realize the thin cloth hasn't been removed.

"please, please! ill be good- ill be good i promise i- hng~ oh fuckk-"

their pretty pink tongue lolls out of their mouth like a good puppy, mind finally getting the friction they craved so badly over the few months. vibrator, dildo, butt plug nothing could compare to how good your hands felt in comparison.. so you can imagine their disappointment when you pulled your hand away so suddenly, ruining their building orgasm that caused the poor pup to whine in need. while you would love to overstimulate them by just jerking them off, but the strain in your pants were telling you otherwise.

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"ngh..hah ah-!~ oh! no moorree p-please aahck! hahh.."

wasn't this a sight to behold. wet skin against skin echoed in the walls, the poor pups tail being pulled up relentlessly, presenting their sloppy hole that was being stretched out to its limit as your cock pummeled their spongy walls. pounding into their swollen prostate so deliciously they could've sworn they were gong to die. ears pinned back as they clawed her way into the spit-drenched pillow, spurts of cum decorating their tummy with a potent puddle underneath where you two connected, all their broken wails and cries just driving you further to absolutely break them until all they can think about s being railed into the mattress like the dumb breeding bitch they are.

"pulease!~ n'moree! ill brea- AaH!~ oh goodd~....."

they could feel it. every inch of you driving deeper and deeper. the white cord of Ecstasy snapping in their core. fully expecting another load of cum to coat their beyond sensitive tip and add to the mess on the bed sheets already, but nothing comes. a dry orgasm. thy while and plea, reaching up to you for any sliver of mercy as their vision fades to black, exhaustion overrunning lust..

this was going to be a fun week.......

"I THINK I NEED SOMEONE OLDER."

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╰┈➤𝓟𝓻𝓸𝓶𝓹𝓽 dicking down a professor

╰┈┈➤𝓓𝔂𝓷𝓪𝓶𝓲𝓬 younger-top!reader x older-bottom!sub

he was quite well known around campus. old man in his late 30's that everyone wanted to fuck. gruff, salty, and he seemed to be almost extremely tired in every lesson.

while most, if not all, students thought he was a top, you had quite the different idea. sure he was a burly man, around 6'2, had to be in some form of training course in the past. but it just didn't yell 'dominance' to you.

your hypothesis was proven correct when he emailed you a night before calling you to stay after class, something about your grades plummeting because you were distracted during his lessons.

"as you can see here your grades have been decreasing [name]."

he gestures towards the laptop on the desk. resting his palms with his back slanted just enough to make his ass look perfect in those tight slacks. but you had to focus, for now.

"i can give you some assistance if needed, seeing as we are in the more..erotic section of biology at the moment."

you honestly were expecting him to connect you with a tutor around your age, but he started loosening his tie, and shut the computer.

"i have about half an hour before my next lesson, you seem to be a visual earner so i'm granting you with a hands on experience"

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"ngH!- ah.. shit- mmpgh...!"

Jesus, for someone as large as him you could've sworn you were lucid dreaming, thick hairy thighs pushed up to his shoulders like a sex doll, pornographic moans echoing in the classroom, puffy hole taking your cock so well.

although you were quite upset. he was muffling his sweet moans, you're not to sure why since most of his dignity was discarded once he bent over his desk and presented his pretty hole for you to pound stupid.

so you decided to make moan like the slut he truly is, pulling his hair back, making his back flesh with your torso.

"agh` hahh..wha- what are you?- AGH!!~ hah! Ahgn..fuckkk..."

Trickles of drool drip from his plump lips, looking up at you with eyes coated in lust and a plea for mercy. You don't stop fucking him though, slowly thrusting in and out of his sweet hole.

"P-please..I have a class-..c- can't please n'more..."

You almost forgot. You check the clock on the wall, hmm...still 15 minutes left...you do have to walk across campus still. You decide to end your fun early, pulling out with a loud squelching noise, earning a whine from the mind numbed brute.

Later on in a different period you happen to overhear the whispers of some classmates.

The professor looked disheveled, red in the face and kept zoning out...

"I WANT YOU TO GIVE IN."

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╰┈➤𝓟𝓻𝓸𝓶𝓹𝓽 a gift for your favorite professor

╰┈┈➤𝓓𝔂𝓷𝓪𝓶𝓲𝓬 younger top!reader x older bottom!sub

you decide to pay your treasured professor a visit, bringing a very special gift along. wrapped in a light blue silk box and a pretty ribbon to secure it. you waltz into the room right as hes about to finish his lunch break, the room is empty, perfect.

you place the box on his desk, the man of the day walks in, wiping his mouth with a napkin, reading the pale yellow note attached to your pretty "gift".

use it, put on a show for me yeah? - [n/n]

he glances around the room as if someone will just show up if he opens the box too loudly, unwrapping the box and sliding off the top in anticipation.

its...

a vibrator? but wait...where's the remote...?

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he huffs in accomplishment, able to get the pink toy inside his ass, it didn't take much since he was quite excited about the fact you left him such a lewd present. and his anatomy knowledge let him line it up perfectly with his prostate.

he was in the middle of a lesson, nerves,muscles, and how they contributed to human functions, you, meanwhile, were sitting at the back of the class, the perfect spot too.

he could see you easily but you were hidden from your fellow classmates eyes. you decide to do a little test run with your- well his, new toy. pushing the trigger upwards.

you were looking down at the moment but from the loud grunt that echoed in the room, you knew it was working perfectly.

he grasped for dear life onto the sleek wooden desk, knuckles fading white from the tension as his spine almost gives out, he tries to sort out a very specific face from the class but his vision is going blurry the more his subconscious focuses on the pleasure.

you decided to have a bit of mercy on him, riding down the joystick until it was off again, looking up to meet the poor man's eyes, glazed over with lust and trying to suppress the panting.

he tries to resume his lesson, but its like every time he got to something important, that delicious vibration would make him falter over every thought that was coursing through his mind.

after about an hour of edging him for what could be counted as an eternity, he finally got through the course. a few odd and concerned looks but nobody said anything, good.

you bid your classmates farewell, claiming to need some extra help with an assignment as you close and lock the door. by the time you reach his desk his facade has faded.

"plea- *hic* i'll do anything [n-name] promise! i-i'll be good just please i wan' you so bad..please?"

well isn't this adorable. a man who could probably tackle you effortlessly was practically drooling at the mouth to get some relief on that precious hole of his.

well, might as well give him what he wants, yeah?....

"LOVE OR LUST? DAMN, ALL OF US"

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╰┈➤𝓟𝓻𝓸𝓶𝓹𝓽 breeding a sub with your tentacles

╰┈┈➤𝓓𝔂𝓷𝓪𝓶𝓲𝓬 tentacle monster top!reader x human!sub

they really didn't even want to be there in the first place. their so called 'friends' practically dragging them to the local beachfront.

now, don't get them wrong, the beach was pretty, just when they're by themselves. but since they're already here and their now distancing friend group are getting smaller everytime they look up, they might as as well take some pictures of the scenery.

they snap the occasional photo, seashells, the golden sun,some seaweed that's been washed up, a abandoned sandcastle, most likely left by a toddler who threw a tantrum when they had to leave, seeing the deep mini footprints buried in the sand not to far.

but as they get up from a crouching position they spot a black...rock? nope, definitely a large cave for sure. now while it was dangerous to go into a small cave this close to the waves, the tide was w for now, so it'd only take a second.

they peek inside, almost taken aback from the beauty. cyan glowing blobs hang from the ceiling. there's hundreds, no, thousands. they reach out to get a closer look, gently plucking one from the ceiling.

the strange blobs were slightly translucent, so they could see inside if they squint, and....its...is that fucking semen?

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you almost want to chuckle at their astonishing look, but that'd give you away way to soon for your liking. while yes, from the naked eye, the cave was quiet miniature, but it was actually about the size of a restaurant, give or take.

but the rest of the cave is pitch black, a perfect place for you to stalk your favorite meal in silence, but this one smelled different. even though they have a clear negative attitude, you could smell them from here.

you skip the whole usual ' wait to see if they leave early' thing, and snake one of your tentacles right next to their ankle

thwip!

you can finally reveal yourself, your precious prey hanging upside down, they struggled though, which was strange to you, did they not see your collection at the entrance? eh, oh well.

"h-hey! what the hell are you-....doing.."

their expression is just adorable. pure fear.

you take another one of your appendages and trail it down from their crotch and into their mouth, while the feeling was blurred, you could still feel their small, warm human tongue.

"mmph..! mngh!?!"

you set them son on the wet floor gently, ass up, face down. shushing them as you claw a big enough hole through their swimsuit. a perfect view of their wanting hole.

they would be a perfect holder of your eggs. while you would usually fuck they personally, you didn't want to waste time with this particular toy, so you decide tour slimy extra limbs will do perfect.

you tease their hole with your final tentacle, circling it tauntingly, smearing some of the makeshift lube, easing it in slowly before slamming perfectly into the gummy spot nestled within their sweet walls.

you decide to slip out the tentacle in their mouth, giving them a breath of air.

"Mmngh!-..hah! aghk..fuckk me.."

"hm?"

"fuck me..! p-please.. it feels good really go- AGHN~!!!"

you slam the appendage over and over into their tight hole, making their mouth start dripping with drool, nails digging into the rocky floor for purchase. your eyes having an absolute feast.

they let out a high pitched squeal, not even being able to form a sentence to announce their high, but you didn't need them. the way their thighs tensed up and their breathing got more shallow you knew they were going to cum.

so you decide to start pumping them full of eggs right there and them, from 1 to around 8 you watch their tummy grow full, slightly lumpy eggs peeking their skin to stretch.

once their high is over you slowly remove the tentacle from their hole, cum dripping from their now gaping hole, their thighs give out, eyes faltering close.

you might just have to keep this one...

"THEN AGAIN I COULD BE DRUNK."

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╰┈➤𝓟𝓻𝓸𝓶𝓹𝓽 brat + punishment = submissive

╰┈┈➤𝓓𝔂𝓷𝓪𝓶𝓲𝓬 wealthy!reader x bratty sugarbaby(?)!sub

you loved them, you truly did. you'd bring back the moon and the stars if they even aimlessly mentioned it.

but as of right now in this moment, as you're walking through the white, glossy mall, cosmetic and clothing brand bags in hand, you ever so slightly wished they'd at least stop yelling.

"i cant believe she had the AUDACITY to assume i'm a large!! i'm CLEARLYY a medium at worst-"

you listened, in fact you listened about the whole little spat they were so worked up about.

while most stores have similar sizing, these are luxury stores were talking about. smaller size ranges, mostly fitting to a specific body type, you get the point.

but alas the most recent store you visited had to face one of your lovers wraths. the poor store clerk getting offhandedly yelled at by your significant other due to a customer switch up.

once your irritated lover was out of earshot you apologized and handed them a hundred dollar bill for their troubles.

following them out of the store, silently pissed about how they berated the poor employee over such a small thing.

you make it to the parking lot and they're still going on, not realizing how much trouble they're in until you park the car in a nearby alley....

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"ngh!!..hah- ohfuck- m'sorry i- oh! i didnt mean itt..!!"

they were panting, ass up face down with their thighs spread. a little puddle of drool pooled beside their face, wetting the tan leather seat with more of their juices.

a larger puddle of cum wasn't too far away, even though they were almost completely naked, you refused to even take off your belt. that's what they wanted anyway, for you to fill them up with your cock.

they whined more and more, but no matter how many times they pleaded for you to just fuck stupid them already, but they knew deep down that they weren't going to get it, they've been a brat.and brats down get fucked silly.

nope. they get fingers and maybe a mouth in their greedy hole, but they only got fingers today, they took it too far. so the only thing they were getting were false pitiful coos in their ears.

even if they only were allowed to get a small fraction of the pleasure you could give them if they behaved like a good slut, they'd try to at least reach an orgasm they assumed they deserved.

"ah, ah ah. bad puppy"

you slap their ass, a smaller punishment for trying to push their hips back onto your fingers. it was endearing, honestly. a slut who hasn't even apologized the correct way, trying to cum.

they screwed their eyes shut, whimpering at the impact but pulling their hips back forward as you asked.

"P-please..? i'l- Mmpgh!! B-be good- 'swear!! ohh godd...!"

you could've listened to their honeyed pleas, finally fuck them like they begged so nicely. But you wanted them to be an absolute mess first.

broken and begging, whether for more of for mercy is the question, but you wanted to be utterly broken and brain dead before you pounded them into oblivion.

then maybe, just maybe, you'll let them cum. but until then they were going to keep begging for you like a pretty whore.

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M/n was not like the others. Stupid right cause in a world with people that have all types of quirks and like very different from others. Anything can be called weird but this is different.

He's different just something about him makes people feel odd and confused like disordered.

Him? Her? Them?

Have you ever met someone who sees everything as a mere object, and not the living, breathing people around them? That's how he feels about this world he lives in. To him, everything has a purpose, a function, but when it comes to people, they're just placeholders in his life. It's as if he only sees them as a means to an end, rather than as individuals with their thoughts, feelings, and dreams. It's a sad way to go through life, don't you think?

<3

"As M/N's wide, searching gaze fixates on the horizon, he contemplates the possibility of reuniting with his mother."

"Hey M/N, what are you doing over there?" Murphy called out. "You know you shouldn't wander too far; we just got here."

M/n gazed at him with his wide, unsettling eyes, releasing a long, audible sigh.

"You're a weird man, but I get it. Anyway, I made us both knives out of the dropped shift and- hold on, I got to deal with something," he said as he walked off.

M/N turned to see where Murphy was heading off to, but he didn't expect him to grab a girl and force her over the fire. He didn't know why he was surprised because Murphy would do some extreme stuff, but not this.

As everyone came over to see what the screaming was about, Murphy said to the crowd, "Check it out, we want the ark to think that the ground is killing us, right? I figure it'll look better if we suffer a little bit first."

M/N wanted to intervene, but he never became involved in Murphy's wrongdoing. Additionally, people are unaware that he and Murphy are friends, but mostly he doesn't want the attention to be directed toward him with something like this happening with Murphy.

Until, well, the chancellor's son stepped in.

"Let her go," he yelled, pushing him over.

"You can stop this," he told Bellamy.

"Stop this? I'm just getting started," Bellamy told Wells.

"Then Murphy came up and punched Wells. A boy in the distance yelled "Fight!" causing everyone to chant "Fight!" As the boys fought, getting thrown and exchanging punches, Wells managed to get Murphy down. Wells got up and faced Bellarny. "Don't you see you can't control this?"

"As Wells finished the sentence, Murphy stood up with a knife and said, 'You're dead.'"

Wait, "Fair fight," Bellary said, tossing a knife on the ground for Wells. Now M/N was getting a little bit worried, not for Murphy, but for Wells—maybe a little for Murphy.

M/n confidently moved away from the scene, intentionally avoiding it. In the background, M/n noticed Clarke and her group returning from their trip, with one member missing. "WELL!, let him go," Clarke said assertively, with concern in her voice.

M/n was sitting down, trying to gather his thoughts and take in his surroundings, thinking of ways to survive out there for the rest of his life, when he felt someone's hands on his shoulder. His eyes widened as he saw that it was only Murphy.

"He had some blood on his face. M/n reached up to his face using his sleeve to clean him up a bit.

"Why do you always do that?" he questioned. M/n looked at him with his big eyes and made an unsure sound.

"I mean with your eyes – they're always wide."

M/N let out a soft "I don't know" through his lips.

"Murphy couldn't help but chuckle as he said, "Let go," pulling up m/n and striding over to where Bellamy was."

Bellamy was tending to Octavia's wound. M/N seemed indifferent to where she got it and was present to hear Murphy complain about Wells and his sore face.

Then Clarke came along to talk to Bellamy and his gun which got M/N intrigued.

Good, follow me," Clarke said. "And why would I do that?" Bellamy said. "Because you want them to follow you, and right now they're thinking only one of us is scared," she added.

Murphy and your friend, come with me. M/n eyes widen. Atom? My sister doesn't leave this camp, is that's clear. Bellamy said, "I don't need a babysitter," Octavia called out. "Anybody touches her, they answer to me." Let go.

Since when are we in rescuing business, huh? Murphy said walking with Bellamy with m/n close behind

"The ark thinks the prince is dead once"." they think the princess is, too, they'll never come down. With a pause, Bellamy said, "I'm getting that wristband, even if I have to cut off her hand to do it."

M/n glanced down at his wristband, gently rubbing it with a thoughtful expression

"Hey, hold up," Bellamy called out. "What's the rush? You don't survive a spear through the heart. Put the gun away Bellamy," Wells said in an aggressive tone. "Well, why don't you do something about it, Murphy," said, shoving Wells. "Huh?"

Jasper screamed as they moved him. "If the spear had struck his heart, he would have died instantly. We don't have time to waste," Clarke said.

as the conversation continued between Bellamy and Clarke.

Behind Murphy m/n slightly moved his hand on his upper arm and grasped softly so he didn't do anything stupid while he stared down wells.

Then he heard Finn call out, "Hey, don't you find your own nickname? You call this a rescue party? We've got to split up and cover more ground. Clarke come with me."Finn said as he walked off with her leaving the rest of the guys behind.

M/n and Murphy walked together leaving Wells and Bellamy together.

You know that picking a fight with him isn't going to do much said in a soft tone.

"OMG, you can talk?" Murphy said in a fake surprised tone.

"Haha, very funny -_-," m/n said.

I understand what you're saying, but it somehow brings me comfort, you know?" Murphy said. "What, from getting your ass kicked?" M/N asked. "Shut up," Murphy said, punching M/N in the arm.

Hey, how do we know this is the right way? Murphy said.

"We don't," Spacewalker thinks he's a tracker," Bellamy said.

"It is called the "cutting sign" for fourth-year earth skills," Wells cut in.

"Do you want to keep it down, or should I paint a target on your back?" Finn said. "Seems the only one who knows to keep quiet is big eyes over here." He suggested to m/n, whose eyes widened when he said that, slightly going behind Murphy.

See? You're invisible," Bellamy said to Wells. "Then, they hear Maon in the distance." "What the hell was that?" Murphy said. "Now would be a good time to take out that gun," Clarke said.

Jasper Clarke said, Clarke.

OMG

Clarke be careful, said Finn.

As she ran around toward him and then slipped into a trap before she fell m/n caught her

She stared at m/n

Clarke! "Get her up," Finn called out as the boys helped m/n pull her out. "Hey, are you okay?" Finn said to Clarke.

"Yeah, thank you," she told him, panting.

He nodded his head at her.

"We need to get him down",she said

I'll climb up there and cut the vines Finn added

Yeah, yeah, I am with you," said Well "No, stay with Clarke and watch him," Finn said, suggesting to Bellamy. "Let go," talking to Murphy.

There's a poultice on his wound. Clarke said. "Medicine? Why would they save his life just to string him up as live bait?" Wells said. "Maybe what they're trying to catch likes its dinner to be breathing," Bellamy said.

"Maybe what they're trying to catch is us," Finn said.

"Hurry up, Murphy!" Finn said.

"Be careful!" called out Clarke.

Then there was growling in the distance.

"What the hell was that?" Murphy questioned.

"Grounders," Bellamy answered in an unsure tone.

Then a jaguar came running up.

"Bellamy, gun!" yelled Clarke.

Then Wells started firing the gun, but everything went quiet.

The jaguar jumped at Bellamy, but before it could get him, Wells shot it.

"Now she sees you," Bellamy told Wells.

M/n was breathing heavily as the whole thing with down.

"that was crazy, "M/n thought.

as they made the journey m/n helped carry the jaguar back

"Who hungry" yelled Bellamy causing everyone else to yell.

m/n stood next to Finn as they both watched everyone take their wristband off for food.

"Are you not going to get food?" asks Finn

M/n shook his head no.

"Are they taking off their wristbands for food? No way, I won't do it," Clarke said.

"You don't have to," said Finn, walking up to the food.

"Why aren't you going to get food like the rest of them?" Clarke asked M/N, to which he shook his head no again.

"Do you have someone you love up there too?" Clarke asked softly.

"Yes," said M/N softly.

Clarke and Finn were eating. Then Finn got up, took a piece of their food, and walked over to m/n who was sitting by a different tree lost in thought. "Hey," m/n looked up at him and waved. "Here," Finn said as he gave him a piece and then walked away.

Unknowly Murphy was watching and he didn't like it one bit.

If yall want me to make this into a series let me know or make a one-shot instead.

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older stepbro sukuna and little bro you

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knowing him for years now you shouldn't be surprised by the amount of times he's left his used underwear in your room, but for the love of you god, you just cannot

"oh for fuck sake!" you yelled, stormed out of your room and into his. your greeted by him having no shirt on and wearing only grey sweatpants that hugged loosely around his waist. sat on his beanbag playing video games while munching on chips. "how many goddamn times do i have to tell you to quit leaving your nasty boxers in my room?!" you scold him again and again but he just yawns then looks at you with an annoyed expression. he got up, then walked towards you, he leaned against the door frame and grabs his undies from your hand. "wanna tell me why you have this? hm?" no. he was just teasing you at this point. "me?! you're the one who-! " you get cut off by him "no fuckin way, it's wet, were you touching yourself? on MY boxers? your brothers? pfft- you fucking pervert~!" he laughed at your face, all confused and irritated. "hah?! i did NOT!-" despite your yells, he continues laughing. you grit your teeth and slammed the door shut.

now, you're sure you don't steal them away from it, you've even seen him throw it in your room on purpose. but, you did secretly fuck yourself to the scent of it..

ugh, you plop onto the bed and thick blankets. trying your best to calm down, looking back at what happened, you noticed that he wasn't wearing any underwearbunder those pants. the outline of his cock was way too distinct. you could even see a vein. you wanted to touch it, rub it, shove your own face into his crotch and you hate yourself for thinking about scenarios like those. the anger you once had turned into you getting pent up, squeezing your legs together, and a visible wet patch on your cute undies. "i fucking hate this.." you whispered to yourself and started to pull your undies down.

kuna always barges in your room, locked or unlocked, he did it once and your lock broke. speaking of, it hasn't been fixed yet, leaving you vulnerable to his unwanted inviting himself in.

he was feeling a bit playful. so who to play with other than his cute brother? he smirked at the thought of it, then walked to your room.. your fingers play with your clit, pressing on it gently, flicking etc. as soft as your fingers were, you wanted to feel his calloused, thicker and longer one on your cunt. you bit your lip to suppress any sounds, and tried real hard to get off, the familiar sensation on your tummy when your about to cum keeps dissappearing when your near orgasming, causing you to start over again. you were so lost in it that "you're so bad this." you didn't notice him entering your room. you jolt at the sudden sound of his voice and immediatelym closed your legs. "what the fuck?! get out!" you threw your blanket over yourself and threw a pillow him, which he dodges easily. "why? you looked so cute trying so hard to cum" he scoffs at your laughable attempt at masturbating. he crawled on your bed "c'mon, i just wanna help my~" pulling the duvet away and slid his hand up your smooth thig "poor, desperate, adorable little brother~". he grabs both your legs, "spread em" you clicked your tongue and looked away, slowly spreading your legs open.

after that, you'd always come to him whenever you feel horny and needy.

"heh, who knew, i'd ever see you bouncing on my cock." up and down you went, dirtying his lap with pre. your hands on his abs for stability. but something else felt missing, like, you wouldn't be able to focus with out it. you look up at him, then tugged on the controller. "mn.. pay attention to me.." you whined. it was attention, you wanted him to look at you and you only. "hm? acting a little slutty bro~" he puts down the controller and turns the tv off. "and here i thought you hated me" he places both hands on your hips, they traveled to your ass, he groped and squeezed.

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a/n: tumblr, if u allow pseudocest with f reader. u should allow it with m reader too. also, a bit lots of typos i think? i wrote this while sleepy lmfao

NSFW RECOM MANSK HEADCANONS pt 1

This is 100% inspired by the anon who asked, you know who you are <3

I don't want to fit everything into one post so i'll be splitting the hcs up into multiple posts

Pairing: Mansk x reader. Recom/human/fem/masc

Warnings: nsfw, light praise/degrading, teasing, spit, scenting talk, hand talk?, not proof read,

my requests are open!!

Gonna start this off strong by saying, no matter who you are, male/female/trans/human/Na’vi, Mansk will treat you RIGHT in and out of bed.

His default is praise - “look at you, sweet thing, taking me so well”

He’ll degrade you if you want him too tho, if it gets you going and you both have a talk about what’s okay and what’s not, he’ll be down - “Shit, all I’ve done is touch you, and you’re already shaking… what a needy whore”

Don’t expect him to hit/smack you. He’d be okay with your ass/thighs, but nowhere else.

He likes to caress/stroke/pet/kiss more. He’s good with his hands and he wants to make sure you know that.

Mansk loves it when you get so wound up by his touch that you’re at a loss for words, just staring at him with big glossy eyes, silently begging for more

He usually doesn’t ask what you want to tease you, more so for consent/confirmation that you want more/to know what exactly what you want.

He still teases you when he finds it fits - “Does my baby need me that bad? That they can’t help but whine about it?”

Hearing your voice is amazing in general, but when it’s filled with want and desperation all for him??? He goes nuts over it.

Ask him to do things/touch you places/say something with a whine or all breathy like, he’ll do it in an instant

As stated, he likes your voice, he could listen to hours on end and never get tired of it - “Come on beautiful, you gotta ask me to do it, you can do that for me, can’t you?” - his own voice will sound all desperate like too

If you tell him you like his voice in bed?? Good luck getting him to shut up. He isn’t very vocal outside of your shared space, as he doesn’t feel the need to talk, but when he’s alone with you, he won’t stop. - “What? Are my words too much for you darlin’? I know you don’t want me to stop, the heat between your legs tells me that”

Mansk would probably get hard if you did anything with his hand yourself.

If you licked a little bit of sauce/frosting off of his thumb in public he’d just sit there for a few moments, dumbfounded, before his tail starts swaying. He’d lean over to you and whisper “I think I’d do anything to see my fingers coated in your spit right now… or your… you know” he’d trail off before stating the obvious just to mess with you before sitting back up in his seat, pretending like he said nothing at all as he continues on with his lunch.

Later that night his fingers were in fact coated with your spit and c*m. He’d clean them off with his mouth too, he has no shame in it. Your his, he likes the taste of you, so why not? He likes to have you watch him do it too, just to prove to you how much he likes how you taste.

Mansk would be so messy with so much-

He likes seeing you messy

Sloppy make outs? Yup. Sloppy BJs (both ways)? Absolutely. Eating you out so his whole mouth/jaw is shiny when he pulls away? You know it.

Speaking of, Mansk has NO problems with oral, none whatsoever. You want to suck him off? Cool! Great! You want him to suck you off/eat you out? He’s on his knees/you’re on his face in an instant!

No matter what position y’all are in, Mansk will be grabbing at you in someway/shape/or form.

Like if you’re giving him head one of his hands is settling on the back of your head. He won’t force you down, he just likes that extra contact. If he has you in missionary, his hands are on your thighs etcetc

he'd probably leave bruises too, sometimes on purpose, sometimes not.

if you're human, he tries a lot more to not grip/squeeze you as hard as he would as he hates the idea of genuinely hurting you.

I see Mansk being in the dominate position more

he’d love to be in control, like he'd love to have you in his lap while you’re squirming and panting all because of his fingers/hands.

But at the same time he wouldn’t mind it if you kept his face in between your legs and used him that way, the feeling of your thighs squeezing his face/head while you tell him he ain't going anywhere is everything. but I don’t think he’ll do any begging/submitting in other ways. (Feel free to request stuff with him subbing tho, I’d like to see y’all’s ideas)

I totally stole this idea from someone else (@xandy-toady go read what they wrote, it's gonna be so much better/detailed), but Mansk would 100% be into scenting

He’d only want you to smell like you, or him, nothing else.

If he smelt any other recom on you, he’d get a little pissy

Little might be an understatement, because as soon as you both have free time he’s fixing that. You’ll reek of him after, it definitely wouldn’t go unnoticed by the other recoms so be prepared for teasing/jokes about it.

If you're Na'vi as well, you'd never escape his scent

Can we get Helluva Loona x Male Sinner Reader? Thanks for your time!

Yeah! Anything for you anon <3

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Title: I Know

Characters: Loona x M! Sinner! Reader

Warnings: mentions of the Extermination Day, arguing, kinda angsty, I tried to make her in character but maybe an OOC Loona, kinda ambiguous ending

Words: 1.3k

Prompt: Request

Loona’s eyes widened as she heard the distant chime of the clock. Her coworkers glanced around with sparse sympathy as they continued their work around the office. 

“Already that time again, huh?” Blitz exclaimed, entering the office and dropping a box. He stretched gruesomely, “Feels like it just happened the other day.” 

Millie shrugged, moving to sit cross-legged on her husband’s desk, “I don’t know, Blitz. Seems like it happened 365 days ago to me.” She laughed half-heartedly. 

Moxxie glanced up from his paperwork to say something, but he noticed the spooked look on Loona’s face. “Loona? Are you alright? You seem like you just saw a human.” 

Blitz hurried over and smothered her in a hug, “MY BABY! What’s wrong?! Tell daddy, daddy’s here!” 

Loona growled lowly but lost the battle with her thoughts and whimpered. “Y/N…” She muttered quietly. She recalled the last time she spoke to her boyfriend. It was admittedly a few days ago when they had fought.

~~~

“Loona, please, just listen to me for once!” He pleaded as she stomped away. She didn’t respond, only growling at him. “Loona, please.”

“No! You don’t get to talk to me right now! I’m allowed to be mad at you and I’m allowed to distance myself from you.”

Despite her insistence, he sighed, “Loo, please. I just want to explain myself-”

“EXPLAIN YOURSELF? No! Go away!” 

He trailed after her with a frown,  “Oh come on! I didn’t even do anything! You’re accusing me of shit without anything to prove it. Let me talk!” 

She spun around angrily, glaring at him, “You want to talk? Fine, fucking talk!”

“Loona, I didn’t do anything. It was all innocent, I swear to you. We were studying. She’s struggling in her classes-”

“Bull-fucking-shit.” She rolled her eyes, “I saw the pictures! She fucking kissed you!” 

He looked alarmed for a second, “No! She did not!” He approached her before stopping when he earned a harsh glare. “I promise you, she did not.”

Loona rolled her eyes again, pulling out her phone and showing him a picture. “Oh yeah, then what’s this?”

He stared at it before he scoffed incredulously, “That’s not even me! That’s her boyfriend! We look similar, sure, but we don’t look that much alike!”

Loona glared at him, looking at the photo again. Sure enough, the person in the photo’s hair was longer and he had a (darker/paler) complexion. She gaped for a second before responding, “Okay, sure, it's not you. Fine, I get that. But you were still making moves onto her! Don’t talk to me. I hate you!”

He stared at her in disbelief, “Loo, I cannot believe you right now! What are you even talking about? I wasn’t doing anything except tutoring her! Studying for the exams next week.”

Loona was too far to apologize. She knew she was in the wrong, but her pride didn’t allow her to say anything except turn and stomp off. This time, he didn’t follow.

~~~

Her ears flattened against her head as she remembered the last time they spoke. Her soft whine was muffled by her arms as she brought them up to shield her.

“Y/N? Who the FUCK is that?” Blitz cried, “Did they hurt my loony?!” 

Loona’s head snapped up and she looked almost guilty for a second, “NO! No, he is… my boyfriend.”

Blitz’s eyes widened, “Your WHAT? NO, no, no, my little Loony is too young to be dating.” He leaned against a desk, “Oh, fuck, I think I’m going to be faint.”

She growled lightly, but it didn’t last long. “Oh can it, Blitz.” She muttered, leaning her head down to panic slightly. Her eyes welled with tears, a usually foreign sign of her weakness.

“Uh, sir?” Moxxie whispered, “Perhaps now isn’t the best time to talk about that. Maybe you should try to ask her what’s wrong?”

Blitz snapped his fingers, “Right-o, Moxxie!” Blitz leaned down and puckered his lips out, “Aww, what’s wrong, my little Loony?”

Without her normal response of a his or even a snap of her teeth, she responded, “He’s a sinner.”

The word was uttered quietly, almost too quietly to be heard. But Blitz heard it. Of course he did. His eyes widened and his arm went around his daughter’s shoulders, “Oh, Loona, he’ll be fine. You know that.” 

“Do I?” She sounded like she was crying, and she was. “The last time I ever spoke to him, I told him I hated him.” 

Moxxie inched forward, “Uh, well, do you?”

Her snarl came back, “Fuck no.” She stood up, quickly grabbing the chair she was sitting in and throwing it against the wall. “No! Why would I say that? Of course I didn’t fucking mean it! I love him!” 

After a moment of silence, a loud cheer interrupted it. Loona spun around, staring out the window, sinners and imps alike were crowding the streets, celebrating their hell-ridden lives. It was over. 

Without another glance at the trio surrounding her, Loona spun on her paws and rushed to leave. Before she could get far, her shirt collar was grabbed. 

“Nuh-uh. If you’re going on a recon mission, count us in!” Blitz cried, his car keys hanging from his fingers.

“Even if you hate us, you're still family.” Millie added. She glanced at her husband, urging him to say something else supportive.

“Uh, I hope he’s alive?”

Another chair was thrown at the wall. “Damnit Moxxie, you made her mad again!”

In a matter of moments, they were in Blitz’s jeep. “There! Stop there!” Loona pointed at an old decrepit apartment building. Half of the floors were destroyed. 

“Ooh, well, it could look worse.” Moxxie commented.

Loona glanced at him, “It always looks like this.” She growled, getting out of her seat and running to the door. She booked it up the stairs, reaching the third floor in no time. Finding room 3C was easy as it felt like muscle memory. She pounded on the door rapidly.

“Okay, okay, I’m coming!” A familiar voice called. It was Y/N’s roommate. He opened the door and grinned. “Ooh, familiar face, how’ve you been, guapa?”

Without stopping, her eyes darted around, “Is he okay?”

The roommate frowned, “You mean after the purge? Yeah, he’s fine. A little shaken up. It's his first one, after all.” His brows furrowed, “Actually, now that you mention it, he’s been acting the same for the last few days. Did something happen?”

She was quiet for a second before nodding. Instead of elaborating, she moved him aside to enter the apartment. Behind her, she heard Blitz point a gun at the guy. “Wha- Hey! Don’t point that shit at me!”

Ignoring the commotion, she reached her boyfriend’s door. She panicked for a moment. Would he be willing to see her? She carefully knocked on his door.

“Come back later, bro. I told you I didn’t wanna talk.” Relief flooded her heart. So he was okay. She knocked again, pushing open his door. “Bro, I said leave me alone-”

He looked up from his bed and froze. It took him a second but he turned his gaze away. Loona felt her paw tremble. “Y/N?” She mumbled, “I wanted to come make sure you were okay.”

He nodded awkwardly, “Oh, uh, yeah. That- That sounds like you.” It was quiet for a moment before he spoke again. “Well, you saw that I’m fine. You can leave now if you want.”

“Do you want me to go?”

Another moment. “No.”

She stalked towards him. “I-” She hesitated. “I’m sorry.” Her eyes watered. “I didn’t mean anything I said. I was just so pissed off that she sent those photos to me, claiming they were you. I love you. I never want to hurt you.”

He nodded carefully. “Well. You did hurt me. A lot. But, I should apologize too.” He glanced up, “I shouldn’t have said some of the things I said. I wasn’t trying to patronize or be manipulative.”

“I don’t hate you.”

“I know.”

“I don’t want you to leave me.”

“I know.”