Oh, He’s Flirting

Could you guys do me a favor?

So I’m in this class that starts a business for the semester. The money we make goes to us and a local charity at the end of it. He have a site where were selling things here, and we ship worldwide. I’m not necessarily asking you to buy one, but I’m just asking you reblog this and help us by getting your name out there.

We make shirts, and right now, we have two designs up:

Both are available in black and white, and the sizes go from small to XXL.

This is our company:

It would help a lot if you at least reblogged this and helped us with that. We also have an Instagram page, if you guys could follow here.

Again, you don’t necessarily have to buy anything, at least reblog this so our company gets out there!

Thank you all in advanced!

“Work-out Buddies ”𓆪

⚠︎ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ, ᴅᴇᴀᴅ ᴅᴏᴠᴇ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴇᴀᴛ⚠︎

—𝑮𝑬𝑵𝑹𝑬 ! * nsfw. Smut, drabble/scenario

—𝑻𝑨𝑮𝑺 ! *size kink/difference, baby trapping, creampie, struggling, dacryphilia, overstimulation, slight choking, cunnilingus, suggestive thoughts, dub-con, pinning, overprotective, slight blood, reader implied small, virgin reader, scratching, marking, slight age gape(26-31), unprotected sex, fingering, pretty sure i missed one, bad smut

𝑴𝒂𝒓𝒊’𝒔 𝑵𝒐𝒕𝒆 !* Credit to @smuthospital since they have a problem of me forgetting(and i don't wanna start drama at all)

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💌Yandere! Male work out buddy who absolutely loves your body. Rather you'd be insecure about it, he still loves your body. He glares at any men that dares to spare a glance at you while you exercise since you have short shorts that keep riding up your thighs.

🎀Yandere! Male work out buddy who gets boners every time you greet him. You're just so shorter than him he has to constantly look down when you get his attention.

💌Yandere! Male work out buddy wishes you aren't seeing lovers when you leave the gym. He wants you all for himself, to protect you from the world.

🎀Yandere! Male work out buddy who daydreams about you on his cock 24/7. Just to see you struggle to take his big girthy, long cock into your sopping cunt.

💌Yandere! Male work out buddy gets off to you when you wear those short shorts again. You can barely maintain eye contact when you talk to him. He could see the visible sweat running down your forehead. He also loves that about you.

~~~Quick drabble

You were currently a little late to the meeting you had with your work out buddy. You stumbled through the automatic doors of the gymnasium and ran to the occupied area of where your work out buddy was.

He was listening to music through he wireless headphones, not paying attention to any surrounding noises or people. You sat your stuff down on a bench next to his stuff and got yourself ready by doing quick stretches.

You jogged over to him while he was bench pressing with a relaxed face. You lightly tapped him on his bulky shoulders that were exposed due to him wearing a black muscle shirt.

He opened one eye to see your small figure staring at him. You quickly looked away while red stared to burn your cheeks. He internally chuckled and placed the weights back in position.

"Hey Y/n, are you ready?" He asked. You asked him if he could help you lift weights since you are getting there to lift. You nodded quickly still not giving a single glance.

He wants you to look at him. "Are you sure?" You nodded again this time fiddling with your fingers. He smiled at you and walked off signaling you to follow him.

He took you to the weights that weren't as heavy and could support your body structure.

You got under the weights with him behind you in case you drop the weights on you. He was vigorously close to you. So close that you could feel the bulge of his cock rubbing against your ass.

You both got into position and squatted down. He didn't want to take control over your body. You squatted down fully but he was mostly down to your lower back.

"I-it's a bit m-much.." you trailed off your voice.

"We could stop if you don't wanna go too far." He replied.

"Nhh.. No it's fine." You groaned.

You managed to squat down almost close to the floor but let out a deepened breath. "O-okay, can we stop now?" You panted.

He nodded and put the weights back in place. You went over and sat over at a bench, panting as hard as a dog that ran a mile.

"Here," he said handing you a water bottle. You grabbed it and took a big sip.

Sweat was dripping down your body and he wanted to take advantage of that. He wipped the sweat off your forehead which made you pause in your tracks. You felt yourself getting warmer and just looked down at the low carpeted floor.

He audibly chuckled at your antics. He got up and went over to pack up for the day, grabbing his and your bags, "Wanna come over to my house to make a protein shake?" He asked looking over his shoulder at you.

"I-I don't k-know. I d-don't wanna be a bother.." you trailed off while shakily playing with your fingers.

He grabbed you by your wrist. "Don't worry, it won't be." He gave you a calming smirk but you didn't know the true intentions behind it.

You nodded and let him drag you off to automatic doors leading outside of the gymnasium. You both walked into the parking lot and went over to his car. He has a nice car surprisingly.

He went over to the passenger side and opened the door for you. You oblige and gave him a nervous smile.

He shut the door and went over to the driver's side.

A few minutes passed and you arrived at a luxurious apartment complex. You stared in awe at the minimalist apartment.

"Wow, you live here?" You looked at him with your doe eyes which made his heart jump. "Yeah, it's not much." Your jaw dropped but quickly closed it.

You both got out of the car and you grabbed the bags of gym equipment. He ran to your side and took the bags out of your grasp. You gave a look of concern but shook it off.

You both arrived at his apartment door and he unlocked it. He had a simple color theme: Beige, darker beiges, and black.

He told you to make yourself at home. You walked towards the kitchen and sat on one of the barstool chairs.

He didn't want to make a protein shake with you. He wanted you, to breed you to the brim. Some way somehow he'd get you to have sex with him. Even if he has to manipulate you into saying sex is a better exercise.

"Hey, you still wanna make them?" You asked glancing away from your phone. "We'll do that later. C'mere," he said motioning you to follow him.

"U-uhh, sure." You said placing your phone face down on the counter top.

You followed him to his room with a king sized bed for a single guy. "H-hey, are you single?" You asked. "Why? Are you interested?" He had a smirk in his voice.

You started to panic. "N-no! It's b-because you have a king- s-sized bed.." you replied shyly. "Don't worry your pretty little head, I live alone." You let out a relieved sigh.

"So what are we gonna do?" You asked.

"There's one thing I wanna do." You tilted your head waiting for him to continue. "Theres this exercise that helps with stamina and helps it build up quickly." He said.

"W-what's it called?" You kept your head tilted.

"It's called 'sex'." He said with a poker face. Your face went up into flames(not fire), you were pretty sure intercourse wasn't for exercise purposes, maybe for practicing but not that.

"I-if it helps w-with my stamina they y-yeah.." you said. You felt the lower part of your body throbbing at the thought of that.

You noticed he had a big bulge in his pants that stuck up.

He grabbed you by the wrist and slammed you on the bed. You yelped as he ripped your sports bra off exposing your tits. The cool air brushed against your nipples which made them harden.

"I'll buy you new ones." His voice was laced with lust and need. His eyes were glowing a lighter shade.

He ripped off your shorts and tossed them somewhere on the carpeted floor. "I don't think you need preparation due to how wet you are, hmm?" He said while rubbing your clit. Your breathing got faster and your eyes were half lidded. You were squirming a bit much which made him grip your waist tightly which caused a yelp to leave your mouth.

He stuffed two fingers inside your cunt which you moaned loudly at.

He fingered you at a steady pace and you were already close to coming. Your panting got more faster as you were now close. He pulled out his fingers before you could come.

"W-why'd you st-" you got cut off by feeling his long, girthy cock tap your thigh. Your eyes widen at the sight.

You gulped and whined as he aligned the tip of his cock against your pussy. He slowly pushed in, being addicted to you squeezing around his cock. It felt as if he was splitting you into two.

You screamed loudly and he had to place his hand on your throat. "Do you want the neighbors to think I'm killing someone?" He gave you a very serious look. You shook your head quickly and he picked up the pace of rocking his hips back and forth.

Your juices were webbed around his cock. A prominent bulge appeared in your stomach as he rammed into your cervix.

His thrust got faster which startled you a bit and caused you to scratch him. You scratched him hard it was easy enough to draw blood which it did.

He let out a pained groan and leaned down to your neck to place a bite mark on your neck. You were sure people could see it if you didn't cover it.

His thrust got sloppier and you came for the nth time.

You let out a loud moan which caused him to release sticky ropes of cum into you which reached your cervix.

You were both on edge of panting. He was still letting loads of cum into your hole. You were sure to get pregnant and thats what he wanted.

salvatore. nanami k.

cw: filthy, age gap

reader is 23, nanami is like 30-45 if you have a problem then go away

an arranged marriage with nanami.

your parents selfishly gave you away to him as a business move. on your end it was involuntary, but on his it was just something so he could take over his fathers business faster that required having a wife.

nanami kento is way older than you— at least got 10-15 years on you. he woke up early, worked out, shaved his face every week and stayed in his office for most of the day, giving you space. nanami was grown.

nanami kento was also a very traditional man, hence why your parents chose him. he enjoyed a traditional household. nanami worked during the day, handled business, his fathers business that he was in the works of taking over, and you? he only expected you to play the housewife role, giving you money when asked for various tasks. he only really asked for you to take care of the house and laundry.

you tried your best to not like him— to spite your parents. you really tried to ignore him every night when you went to sleep in the same bed together, you tried to stay quiet when he asked vague questions about what you wanted for dinner or what you wanted to do that day.

but you couldn’t ignore how attractive your husband was. he was mature and he always smelled good. you couldn’t help but squeeze your thighs together when he got a faint stubble on his face when it neared his time to shave again.

so after a couple months of moving in together you’re sitting at the dinner table, on the topic about trying to have sex or not. there wasn’t a doubt in your mind that you didnt wanna have sex with nanami. even if you were pissed that your parents married you off, you did like your husband.

“we don’t have to.”

he said it bluntly, taking another bite of the pasta as he sat on the other side of the table. he was dressed in a collared shirt, a tie neatly around his neck.

you quickly picked up the glass of wine on the table. glass barely even touched before you started drinking regardless of you being well into the meal. you didn’t drink wine.

“i wouldn’t mind trying.”

he didn’t have any real expression on his face as he ate. glasses a little further down his nose than usual as he finished the pasta with one last big bite.

“okay. we’ll try tonight then.”

“ohhnnnggshiiittt”

nanamis cock was fat and gritty. must’ve had about a million veins on it because you swear you could feel every single one. he was well groomed as well, he kept it hairy but to an extent which was expected from him.

he knew how big his cock was. he knew it was big all the way from when he even brought up the topic of having see to begin with. getting into the bedroom and having him avoid taking his cock out until you were all prepped and in a daze.

and nanami made you feel so full with him. could feel him all the way up in your stomach. he made fucking sure you knew he was in there too from the way he pressed and pushed around at your abdomen whenever he got a chance.

your husband had your ass at the end of the bed. all perked up for him as he stood behind you on the floor. nanami had his hands on both sides of your upper back as he pushed you farther down into your shared comforter.

“does it feel better like this? or in the—previous position?”

his voice sounded out of breath, quiet subtle groans coming from him as he waited for his question to be answered. his pretty blond hair falling out of its usual perfect place but his pace never ever faltered.

it was honestly sickening for nanami to seriously expect a response from you like this. your body so hot, kisses and sweat coating it with your face so fucked out. eyes glossing over and your mouth half open, head bobbing with every stroke he gifted you.

the various pornographic noises that left your mouth bounced off the walls and throughout the house along with the even worse sounds of his pelvis hitting your ass over and over.

“n-amiiii”

“talk to me”

your new husband was quick to grab a fistful of your hair and pull you up from your position on the bed. forcing your head to rest on his shoulder and letting his hands glide along your body.

his fingers traced symbols and letters—his name— on your clit, the other pinching and pulling at your breasts while he kept rocking his hips into yours, mindlessly. your hands wrapped around both of his wrists, pushing at his waist and thighs softly.

“s’good nami”

“yeah?”

the blond started to kiss at your neck, his stubble tickling you but his motions never stopping. he was so experienced at this, made you feel so naive, inexperienced.

blondieeu xx

a/n: haven’t written for my fav in a while and i had this locked up in my drafts!!!

‘Really really weird request, I know’

‘But could you please pick up a pregnancy test or two on your way home?’

‘I’ll explain when you’re here xx’

Gaz and Soap’s heads turn towards the sound of their Lieutenant dropping his phone to the floor.

“All good there, LT?” Gaz asks, watching as Ghost stands apparently stupefied to the spot where he stands, still staring at his empty hand where his phone had been.

“Look like you’ve seen a Ghost.” The Scot snickers to himself, earning an eye roll and a half-hearted swat to the chest from his fellow Sergeant.

Ghost finally snaps himself out of his shocked daze, grabbing his phone off the ground and silently sprinting out the door in the blink of an eye.

By the time he’s made it to his front door, a shopping bag carrying two of each brand of pregnancy test he could find at the closest shop dangling from his fist, Ghost is scrambling to get his key in the lock and find you wherever you are in the flat.

The normally ever so stoic man finds himself struggling with the mundane task, his mind in a frenzy over the idea of there being a baby inside you. A baby he put inside you.

It seems you’ve been just as eager for his return home, because you hear him at the door, unlocking and swinging it open for him.

“Oh thank god you’re here. She’s been a wreck all morning, hasn’t let me leave her to run to the shop myself.” You blabber, standing up on your tippy toes to quickly press a kiss to his still mask covered cheek, snatching the bag from his hand at the same time.

He is standing there stunned, when he spots who he recognizes as your best friend sitting on the couch in the living room, surrounded by wadded up tissues, obviously appearing as though she had just been crying.

“What-”

“She’s worried it’s her ex boyfriend. From before they had broken up.” You whisper quickly in his ear, thinking that you’re simply catching him up to speed as to why he had to go and fetch a test for your friend to use.

Unbeknownst to you, you’ve turned Simon’s world upside down for the second time today, all in less than a half hour.

As he watches you walk towards your friend with the dozens of tests in hand, he wonders if he can’t stash away a few for the two of you to put to use yourselves.

Cherry Red, Crimson Blood Masterlist

Summary: Task Force 141 operates successfully without an omega, at least that’s what Price has been saying since its formation. Two alphas and two betas balance the pack just fine, and they have the numbers to prove it.

It works for a while, until the Omega Initiative is born and the 141 find themselves having to adjust to the sudden addition of an omega to their pack. Fresh out of an institute, you’re hardly fit for their secretive, dangerous world, or so Price thinks. 

As each member of the team gets closer to you, things begin to come to light, not only about you but about the decision to force you into their lives.

Maybe, just maybe, Price was wrong and the 141 does need an omega after all. 

Pairings: Poly 141 x reader, Price x Gaz, Ghost x Soap

Warnings: Alpha/Beta/Omega dynamics, NSFW content, explicit smut, fingering, oral (m and f receiving), knotting, biting, claiming, mating cycles, Alternate Universe, a/b/o typical classism and sexism, age differences, military inaccuracies, canon typical violence, blood, weapons, language, no use of Y/N, brief torture, hurt/comfort, let's be real this is so unrealistic but it's a/b/o you're not here for accuracy.

Chapters containing smut are marked with a *

Updates are posted on the weekends, either Saturday or Sunday PST

This fic can also be found on my Ao3 -> HERE

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Divider by: samspenandsword

Part 1 - The Omega

Chapter 1 - The Introduction Chapter 2 - Adjustments Chapter 3 - Speak Their Language Chapter 4 - You Can Be Useful Chapter 5 - What I Want *

Part 2 - The Bond

Chapter 6 - One Step Closer * Chapter 7 - Sweet Strawberry Chapter 8 - The Thing About Ghost Chapter 9 - Save Me Chapter 10 - Treat Me Gently*

Part 3 - The First Heat

Chapter 11 - It's Coming Chapter 12 - Fire In My Veins* Chapter 13 - Piece Me Back Together* Chapter 14 - The Aftermath*

Part 4 - The New Normal

Chapter 15: Bonnie* Chapter 16: Big Brown Eyes * Chapter 17: Alone Chapter 18: Don't Let Me Go Chapter 19: Daddy Issues Chapter 20: The New Normal * Chapter 21: Crime and Punishment * Chapter 22: I Won't Be Gentle

Part 5 - A Pack of Five

Chapter 23: Regrets Chapter 24: The Last First Time * Chapter 25: Animals * Chapter 26: Fuck *

ddlg with older step-brother leon ^~^ your dad is just a piece of shit, it leaves leon wondering what his mom ever saw in him. the only thing you have in common with ol’ daddyo is your eyes and and last name. you look so sweet and cute, definitely a stark contrast from your father but by god, your attitude is out of this world. he gets sick of your shit real quick.

one minute you’re being sweet and helping him rearrange stuff in his room but the next you’re bitching in his ear and just being an absolute brat. or you’re helping him with dinner for barely three minutes before you’re leaving the stove unattended to hide up in your room. it drives him insane how intoxicating you are to be around but having to pay the price after the high of your sweetness comes crashing down.

as much as you annoy the living hell out of him, he can’t help but enjoy your presence on the rare occasion that you two are nestled up together on the couch watching a movie. it’s on one of these occasions that he notices you tense up when your dad is mentioned or even around, and then it clicks. he hates that it’s taken him this long to put the pieces together. you’re like this because of your father.

from that day forward he decides to be the daddy you always needed. he starts out by reprimanding you for small things, like not cleaning the dishes that you toss into the sink, or giving him attitude when it’s unprompted. then it’s controlling your bedtime, he’s already seeing improvements in your behavior after you get more than 4 hours of sleep.

catch him on a bad day with your attitude and you’re being pulled over his knees before you can even roll your eyes. his hands are heavy with each smack that’d delivered to your poor butt. it absolutely kills him to do this to his baby but it’s absolutely worth it when you’re clinging onto him after he’s done, whispering that you’re sorry for being such a bad girl for your daddy.

however; catch him on a good day with your improved attitude and you’re getting a cunt full of cock, meaty muscles draped over the small of your back. your face is pressed into the crook of his neck, hushed praises of how “dada feels so good” is enough for him to blow his load into your spongy walls.

(sorry that this is so long and not that great </3)

-🍥

oh my gosh anon you don’t understand how much i adore ddlg and incest but with a family member that’s not the dad like something ab it is so!!! like big brother leon putting you into check bc your daddy couldn’t bother!!

gosh just. he’s sterner now, doesn’t really have the patience he used to and leon’s sure that if his mom married when he was a little younger, before raccoon city, he’d just put up with your behaviour. just let you push him around, talk down to him and give him whiplash with your mood swings.

you’re so easy once you get put in your place! trained you so well, turns you into the most well-mannered little thing and it makes leon so proud :3 oh my gosh i love this sooooo much i will eat u up

bully tsukishima who shares the same university class as you. tsukishima complained when the new term started and saw you sitting there in his next class, refusing to make eye contact with him. he changed his tune when he was able to sit behind you everyday and make little distressed noises come out of you. he throws pens at you, hitting the back of your head, drawing attention to you both while you try to ignore the snickers from the people around. tsukishima much prefers getting as close as he can to you and pinching your sides, making you quietly yelp, it's the best when he's able to get close to you and squeeze your plush rolls on your stomach, all while you try and move away but he grips on too strong. sometimes he'll get so close he'll be able to smell your perfume and hear your heavy breathing. he'd be lying if he said it didn't turn him on to hear your sniffles and your breathing hitch while your body shakes. after the class ends you leave as quick as you can, not looking behind you and running away, it just makes tsukishima more determined to get you to look at him next time. for now though he smirks as he gets the best reactions out of you and tries to adjust himself so no one notices how hard he is.

UKAI NATION RISE!!!!!!

Bully!Tsukishima x Reader

| Tsukishima who bullies you relentlessly gets paired with you for a partner project (collage au)

#a/n: i was in a very… hard mood as u can see.. ive been obsessed with bully!Haikyuu characters for a while and what better character than the one that runs his fucking sexy mouth the most. HOPE U ENJOY!! (feel free to send reqs 2 my ask :3)

WARNINGS: SMUT, DUBCON, afab!reader, unprotected sex, hard bullying and hitting, slapping, spit, hair pulling, bleeding(🫢), reader in pain, gagging, choking, kicking, dirty talk, degrading names: slut, mutt, degrading, dumbification.

Its not unusual for you to get your hair pulled by the man who sits behind you in lecture with blonde hair, glasses framing his face with a smug smirk on his lips. Its not unusual to have your chair pulled from under you before you sit down nor is it unusual to be kicked around by him. tears pooling in your eyes as you look up at him from the ground, lower lip trembling as his dark eyes stare at you, towering over you. Your face red with embarrassment and anger but he likes that. He loves to bully you and belittle you, youre even sure it gets him off. So being paired with him for a project was a nightmare.

He scoffs as you walk up to him, textbook clutched in your hands, white knuckled as your hands wrap around the edges. “I-I can work on my own. You can find someone else to work wi-“ he interupts you, eyebrows furrowed as he leaned forward on his desk. “nah uh. we have to work together, thats the rules. Cant have you fucking up my perfect grade now can I. promise i wont bite this time.” He glaces up and down your body with a grin, sending goosebumps trickling down your arms and legs. you avert your gaze from his with a small ‘whatever’ mumbled under your breath and begin to walk away from him until he grabs you harshly by the wrist and pulls you down, falling to the floor with a painful thud. you wince in pain, eyebrows furrowed and looking up teary eyed at the cruel man infront of you. “Give me your phone dumbass. Ill give you my number.” he spits, another scoff leaving his mouth as if you should have known.

Your hands tremble, moving to your phone in your pocket and you hand it to him unlocked. You hear him tapping away at your phone, and he grins once again. “sent myself a message to know its you. got any nudes on here? i always wonder if youre a disgusting pervert or just a sweet little virgin.” He says in such a tone to belittle you. You snatch back your phone from his hands with a hiss. “Im not a fucking virgin.” Your face is red at this point, you open your mouth to say something else but close it instead, walking away and gathering your things from the floor. “Youre such a fucking prick, tsukishima.” you cry, eyes streaming with tears. Hes satisfied. Not finished for today though.

You hear a ding from your phone, not unusual but a feeling of dread overwhelms you. You tap to see who its from. Tsukishima. Your breathing becomes heavy as you unlock your phone and open the message.

4:40pm—

Tsukishima Kei: Come to mine for the project. Dorm 18.

Y/N: what? now??

Tsukishima: Are you fucking stupid? Yes now. Don’t make me fucking tell you again.

You swallow hard, a pit in your stomach arising. You’ve never been alone with him like this before, your body trembled with anxiety. You gather your textbook and your laptop and put them neatly in your bag, breathing deep. It takes you 10 minutes to leave the door, overrun by fear as you walk slowly to his dorm on the other side of campus. a familiar heat pooling between your legs that you cant shake away. Your hands are trembling again, hesitatingly knocking softly on the door. He swings it open, the smell of his dorm overwhelmed your nose. It was a sweet smell, incense you imagine. He towers over you with a smug look to his face, readjusting his glasses to look down on your small frame. He moves from the doorway without a word, walking further into his dorm. Its alot larger than your own, the floors splayed with rugs and a kitchen that you didnt even realised existed within your college walls. His place is clean, a glorified apartment at this point with a seperate bathroom and a bedroom just off the loungeroom. a sofa sat in the middle of a rug infront of a TV, gaming controllers stacked onto the coffee table neatly.

“Sit.” He finally speaks up, gesturing to the counter stools that already had a textbook and a laptop seated onto it. You sit awkwardly, gnawing at your bottom lip nervously. “God you don’t have to be so fucking awkward Y/N. Take your shit out already so we can start.” His face is deadpan as he waltz over to sit beside you on the empty seat. you shuffle in your seat as you bring out your textbook and laptop, setting them up and opening up the necessary documents on your computer. A shaky sigh leaves your mouth without realising and the man next to you wips his eyes your way. “Pathetic” he mumbles, typing on his computer. You feel your eyes start to water, an ache in your throat as you try to to let out the sounds of weakness. why am i here? why wouldnt he just let me change partner? is this a sick fucking game to him? why am i so scared? Your thoughts were short lived as he kicks your leg from next to you, making you stumble on the seat, palms quickly finding their way to the counter harshly.

“Why the fuck am i even here? Is this shit fucking funny to you?” You spit, a redness falling onto your face. A firm hand grasps the top of your hair harsly, another grabbing your jaw with force. His eyes are dark, scary even as he pulls you off the chair by your hair. A soft scream leaving you mouth as your knees hit the hard tile beneath them. “Dont ever fucking raise your voice at me again.” Hes kneeling down, a hand still hard in your hair. It hurts so bad. “Say sorry.” You shake your head, tears falling down your cheeks. He pulls harshly at your hair, throwing you to the ground hard and you wince in pain. Hands starting to roam up your shirt. “Say your fucking sorry. Right now.” He grints his teeth, feeling your soft flesh between his hands. “No!” You yell, a firm slap coming across your face to cut you off. His hands roaming up your skirt this time, grabbing at the flesh of your ass. You push his hands away. this is so fucking embarrassing. What if he finds out? please stop please stop. You gasp as his fingers find his way to your cunt, looking at his eyes that met your instantly, a scared looked displayed across your face as his pushes your panties to the side, your chest rising and falling at an intense pace.

“Youre seriously fucking wet? So you are a disgusting fucking pervert afterall. How gross.” He spits, fingers dipping between your folds as a groan leaves his mouth. “So fucking wet.” He feels painfull hard cock strained in his pants. “Please stop” You sob, face a deep red of embarrassment, lip trembling as his finger glide easily to your clit. “I bet you dont even need prep, huh? What do you think, Slut.” You avert your gaze, covering your face with your hands and crying. “Awe come on. Answer me already.” He says, a harsh slap coming to meet your cunt, making you cry out once more. “No!” you say into your hands. He rips them from tour face, a hand coming to your jaw once more as he settles himself between your legs on the floor. “No what.” A smirk arising on his mouth. “No… I dont need prep…” You say embarrassed, legs closing together around his arm, lips trembling as his hand unbuckles his belt and he begins to lean up entirely. “Go on. You want it, don’t you? Put it in your fucking mouth.” He purrs, hands coming to your hair once more as you unbotton his pants, pulling them down and his underwear, letting his cock spring free.

He’s massive. A gasp leaves your mouth. “What? Don’t think it’ll fit? Don’t worry, I’ll make it fit.” He growls, pulling your hair to move your mouth flush against the tip of his cock. You don’t know what to think. You scared, wet, anxious, and most of all so fucking needy for him. You want him to slap you again so so bad. You open your mouth, giving kitten licks to his tip before wetting your lips and trying your best to sink your throat around his length. A groan leaves his mouth, pushing your head further onto his cock and making you gag. You pull off of him, catching your breath before he returns you back to position and shoves his cock into the heat of your mouth once again. Making you gag over and over, tears burning down your cheeks. You looked like a fucking mess. He pulls you off his cock with a ‘pop’ and lines himself up at your entrance. “N-No! Wait! i need prep your too-“ You cut off by his cock, piercing its way into your deliciously wet cunt. The stretch burns, pricking tears from your eyes as he bottoms out inside of you harshly. A deep growl coming from his chest. “Youre so fucking tight. Fuck~” He groans, grabbing you by the hair with a hand and his right coming to position your legs over your shoulder.

He starts a deep pace, eyes rolling back as he hits the perfect spot inside of you effortlessly, your walls fluttering around his already. Legs trembling as he fucks into you at a rough pace. “Are you seriously already gonna cum? What a fucking joke. A slut. God youre fucking easy to please.” He moans, another harsh slap to your face, stinging the already red spot on your cheek. You clench around him. “Fuck im cumming” You cry out, a firm hand grabbing your jaw and spitting into your open mouth. You walls feel like they’re swallowing his cock, sucking him in as you cum around his length with tears rolling down your cheeks. The hand from your jaw moves to your throat, firming locking his fingers around it. “please~ tighter~” You moan between thrusts. His eyebrow furrow as his grip on your throat tightens, a deep red forming on his cheeks and curse words slipping from his lips as he fucks harder into you, bruising your cervix so hard that you begin to bleed. “Fuck you’re bleeding all over my cock.” He says, holding tighter onto your throat, making your face a beautiful shade of purple before releasing you and planting another slap to your cheek. unable to catch your breath as he fucks you dumb, eyes rolling back as you cum over and over around him, his finger grabbing harshly at your hips to reposition you. Its deeper this time, so painfully deep as cum and blood seep from your dripping cunt. the sight is incredible and he fucking revels in it, pounding harder and faster inside of you as you become mute until he pushes his fingers to your clit, waking you up with a slap and circles onto your sensitive nub. You scream out. “T-T-Too much~ Tsukishima~ Fuck Mmng Fuck yes fuck im cumming aga- cumming cumming cu-“ You stutter out, his face red with lust as the words and his name drip like liquid from your lips.

“Yeah fucking cum for me again. Tell me how fucking good i make you feel you mutt.” Another spit to your face. Your chest red from the sheer amount of blood rushing to your face. “S’ good. fucking memmh so hah good mso fucking good~” You babble out, drool spilling from your mouth as the mark on your cheek welting and beating as he pounds relentlessly into your aching cunt. His lips smack to yours, licking into your mouth as your tongues fight against each other, moans slipping from your mouth to his makes his cock twitch inside of you.

Hes almost at the edge, needing to spill his seed deep inside of your womb he told you tighter against his body, hands bruising your sides as he rails his cock in and out of your, the mixture of cum and blood pooling on the floor underneath you. He pulls away. “Fuck. I’m gonna fill this dirty pussy up so good. Gonna fucking it so deep inside of you. Gross fucking slut. I bet you’d want that, huh?” He growls jnto your ear, ripping another orgasm from your body as you beg and plead. “please cum n’me~ want you to fill- nnnmmg me up~ so good so good, fuck it into me please” you beg and cry, holding tighter onto his body as his cock twitches and spills his hot cum inside of you. You scream as the heat hits your sensitive insides. The ruthless pace slowing as he pumps it deeper inside, the bruise on your insides ache, pleading for a break from his relentless fucking. After a moment he pulls out and you drop to the cold, hard floor. Barely able to catch his breath before you notice his phone is out, angled at your bleeding cum filled pussy.

You hear the phone shutter go off and you sigh, heavy breathing beginning to calm down. He pulls your limp body from the floor and pushes you to the bathroom, turning on the shower as he fully undresses your body. “Shower. It’ll make you feel better.” His eyes meet yours, glassy and red, the red welts on your cheeks make him smirk. He removes his shirt and pants and you both enter the shower. He’s surprisingly sweet, minus the offhanded comments, washing you off and holding your body to his.

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bottom note: HNNGNGNGNGNNGNGNGNGNGNGNGNGN

Does bully!Eddie freak out when his girl misses a period, whether being actually pregnant or just a pregnancy scare, or does he lean into the dad role?

Follow-up is he disappointed when it's just a false alarm and he didn't manage to get his girl knocked-up?

Im gonna give two options for this cause I'm just obsessed with every outcome tbh lol

18+ under the cut, MDNI!! Tw: Period talk, illusions to s*x, illusions to oral f!recieving while bleeding, pregnancy, mean!eddie

If he was already trying to knock her up he would be so excited when she told him she was late. He would drag her out of school to go with him to a pharmacy to buy her a test. When it came back negative he'd be disappointed but he wouldn't show it Infront of her when he saw her sad lil face. Instead he would pull her to him, whisper dirty things about trying again in her ear and kiss her with so much intensity, she could've gotten knocked up from that kiss alone lol

If he wasn't trying and it was a genuine scare I think this is the event that would set off his breeding kink. At first she would be so scared to tell him, cause at this point he's still an asshole bully towards her.

She would be in the library trying to hide from him, sat on the floor behind a dusty bookshelf in the back but he found her anyway. He stood over her, shaking his head and tutting. Fuck he was scary when he wanted to be.

"I thought I told you to wait for me by the bleachers, little one? Wanna tell me why I had to find out from a freshman that you're sat in the library crying?"

Fresh tears spilled over her eyeline, and she hid her face in her knees. She hoped if she looked pathetic enough he would leave. Instead she felt him sit beside her, and wrap his arm around her, forcing her to lean into his side.

"I know you think being emotional would make me a little sympathetic towards you but I'll be honest, the whole pathetic crying thing? Really getting me going, Princess." His hand forced her to look up at him, "Who do I have to thank for giving me the chance to see such a sight, hmm?"

She sniffled, and tried to wipe her slightly runny nose but he beat her to it, pinching the tip and wiping away any snot that came away on his jeans.

"Well.. you know how th- um, when we *ahem* ... In your van?? I let you use me??" He nodded, eyebrows furrowing "I'm late.."

He waited for her to continue but she didn't. It took him a hot minute to understand what she was trying to tell him and he moved his arm from around her when it all clicked. His silence made her cry more. He was absentmindedly rubbing the scruff on his jaw as he tried to process the news.

"How late is.. late?" He asked without looking at her.

"About a week? I don't know, I'm just scared.." sobs started overcoming her, and his arm instinctively wrapped around her and pulled her to his lap. He quietly shhh'd and rocked her gently trying to help calm her down. He'd never been so soft with her but right now she felt so delicate he just wanted to protect her.

"There's still time right? Lets not freak out until it's a sure thing, princess." She nodded into his neck, and just let him take care of her too emotional and embarrassed to stop him. That was until he started acting like himself again.

"I must be some sort of sex god if I get you pregnant the first time you ever have sex, huh?" He laughed into her hair when her crying subsided making her scoff at him, and grab her bag. She stormed towards the library doors muttering about how much of a pig he was under her breath.

It was literally the next day when her period came so all those tears were for nothing. The cramps this time around were a bitch though so she called in sick from school. Eddie also skipped but it was because he slept in after being awake most of the night thinking about her. At first it was all innocent like how he was gonna provide for them both, where would the crib sit in his room, how the hell was he gonna fit a baby seat in his van which lead to how would he fit her giant belly in his van... her belly.. her big round pregnant belly... With swollen sensitive titties to match..

And it was his. He had done this to her and now they were bonded for life. She truly would never be able to get away from him. Well after that the inevitable happened and he couldn't stop jerking it to the thought of her naked rounded frame bouncing in his lap.

When he finally woke up he couldn't be bothered making it to school so he drove to her house instead. He wanted to wait for her in her room until she came home so he could fuss her but when he climbed through the window and saw her, he was so excited.

"Hey mama.. not at school today?" He asked, kicking off his shoes and plopping onto the bed next to her.

She huffed in response and turned to face him.

"I got my period..."

His face fell and hers wore a look of confusion. Why wasn't he happy about that?

"So... Not pregnant?"

She shook her head, and prepared herself for his celebration but it never came. When she looked back at his face, he looked like a pouty child in a candy store being told no more sugar until after dinner.

"Well, we'll just have to try again next month, right mama?" He smirked and pulled her towards him, manhandling her so he was big spoon.

"What?" She was about to wriggle from his grasp when his large warm hand found her abdomen and added pressure to relieve some of her pain. A small moan of relief escaped her, and her eyes closed, willing to let him cuddle her until her cramps subsided.

"The idea of you having my baby drove me insane last night, Princess. God, you're gonna look so hot when the bump starts to show!" He began nibbling on her earlobe, "wanna try again now?? Picturing you pregnant has me hard again"

She scoffed thinking he was messing with her and shook her head.

"Don't be so gross, no one has sex on their period!! It's messy.."

"you got a towel? I don't care about a bit of blood, mama. Actually it'd be pretty metal to have hot bloody sex, dontcha think?" She couldn't see his face yet she could somehow hear the smirk he was wearing.

"Not now, Eddie. I have really bad cram- oof!" He'd interrupted by flipping her onto her back, planting wet kisses down her neck.

"Another reason to do it! I hear orgasms are a fantastic pain relief!" He winked and trailed kisses down her body until he reached her frilly pink pj shorts. Making full eyecontact with her, he slowly tugged them down waiting for her protest but it never came. He always listened to her in case she didn't want to but he did ignore her when she said it would be gross. He didn't care, he wanted her to c*m on his face before he got to c*m inside her again.

She didn't get pregnant this time around but she did learn he was right about the pain relief...