Me Next Plsplspls

shushu tong

Hello 👋 I saw you comment on another blog and decided to stop by. I read a few of your writings and I loved them. Just wanted to show my appreciation ❤️ Thank you!

aww thank you so much love! i’ve been feeling iffy about my writing lately and this boosted my confidence so much 🤍

recognize; PARTYNEXTDOOR

You were jack's fall back girl. You were always there when things got rough with his girl or just his job. He depended on you more than he depended on his main thing. And you loved every second of it.

You both met through Neelam and hit it off ever since. He loved the way he could get vulnerable with you without being judged.

You were more than a fling to him and he always showed you that through the little things he did.  

I owe you time, Let's plan somethin' out when I come back from Europe Swear I'm withholdin' my urges 'Til you get this one-on-one shit like your name Katie Couric.

"When I get back we're gonna something special pretty girl." Jack said through the phone.

"You promise? You know I can't depend on him for certain things." You said as you layed in the bed you shared with your boyfriend.

"I promise love. You know I would've flown you out if you boyfriend wasn't in the way." You rolled your eyes at his remark.

"You know how he is." You said sucking in a sharp breath.

"Fuck everybody else. What do you want?" Jack knew you felt guilty about the whole thing but he needed you and would do everything to convince you that you weren't being selfish for wanting this.

"You jack." You hated stroking his ego but it was true. You were way too into it to quit.

I'm glad you reminded me, baby all of these things slip my mind; it's been crazy, Bite on your shoulder, I know that's your favorite, Touching yourself to that video we made a month ago.

"Fuck I missed this." Jack moaned out. He got back from tour a few days ago and he kept his promise.

He took you out on a huge shopping spree and then a dinner date. And now you were back at his apartment making up for all the intimate time lost. He nipped at your neck leaving small hickeys.

Usually you would tear his ass up for it but at that moment you could care less about anyone but him.

You pulled him in for a passionate kiss, finally getting to love on him after waiting so long. You payed attention to every detail of him and took your time with him.

Fuck it, girl, I'm 'bout whatever though Yeah, I guess a nigga just believe in you and that's proof for you , Could name a lot of thing's any other man won't do for you I'll do it for you, that's real.

You let out a soft moan as his hands worked on your neck. You could feel all the built up tension and stress leave your body.

"Fuck." You sighed out as he worked at the knots in your lower back. He laughed at your response and littered kisses one your neck.

You never felt so happy and content with anyone and you knew this was the man you wanted to be with for the rest of the time you had in this world.

"Jack.." you turned to him and straddled his lap as his hands made their way to your hips.

"Your the one I want. I don't wanna hold back anymore..I just wanna be with you and do things without feeling guilty." He smiled at your statement and his lips connected with yours.

"You have no idea how long I've been waiting to hear that." He laughed and held you close to him.

002; 'my life would suck without you' sequel

synopsis: after your huge fight with jack he does everything he can to make you feel better

The argument played in your head as you stared into space. You knew you overreacted and you wanted to take back everything you said but it was too late.

Tears pricked your eyes and you lazily pulled your comforter over you hoping it would shield you from all your problems.

A knock met your bedroom door and all the anxiety you felt before struck through you.

"Y/n can we talk?" You heard jack's muffled voice through the door call out to you.

You laid there in fear but you knew it was better to talk it out now than later.

"Come in." Jack came right in with no hesitation and shut the door behind him.

"Listen..I know you've been feeling- you don't know what I've been feeling." You cut him off.

"Your right I don't. I really, really don't.." he inched closer to your spot on the bed.

"Remember when I was having trouble writing lyrics for the album and I didnt feel like going to the studio?" Jack asked you.

"Yeah. That happened more than once." You chuckled tiredly and sat up on the headboard of the bed.

"And you always showed up for me. Now I would really love to show up for you if you'll let me." You took his hand and softly caressed the ring on his finger.

"I'm not going anywhere y/n. Your stuck with me." He smiled and caressed your tear-stained cheek.

"Why are you being so nice to me? I've been fucking awful to you." You asked as you leaned into his touch to hide the tears that threatened to spill.

"I can handle it." You smiled and gave him a soft kiss, wrapping your arms around his neck.

"Hey I got you something." He gave you a bag of kfc which made you look up at him with a pout on your face.

"My life would suck so much without you jack." You laughed and pulled out the items he got for you and him.

Nahhh I’m good, ya energy ain’t right

big head

authors note: just a lil sum sum for my man since i haven’t written anything for him in a while 🤗 + blurb is inspired by this pic

“jack please back away from the screen before your big headed ass goes cross eyed.” you told him as you sat on the couch watching your tv show.

the side eye he gave you was almost as bad as yours, “what show you watching?”

“vanderpump rules.”

“what’s it about?” he said purposefully dragging his feet across the floor to annoy you, watching as he plopped down on the spot next to you, before laying his head on your thigh, on the large couch placed in your living room.

“boy, you’re not about to interrupt me while i’m watching my show.” you said glancing down at him.

he smacked his lips as he sat up, resting on his elbow, “first off,” he said fully sitting up. he held his finger up by your face as you just looked at him. “and second of all, girl, i can bother you all i want.”

you laughed and moved his hand out of your face, “okay, you’re not about to bother me while i’m watching my show.” you said reaching for the remote, but not before he lays his entire body on top of you.

you started laughing as you just laid there, “you need to get off me.”

“nah, cause you think i’m playing with you girl.” he said, his kentucky accent noticeable.

“you must think this is a game huh.”

“y/n, swear to god, you push me off this couch i’m taking your ass with me.” he warned you, you knew he’d do it if he wanted to.

nothing but silence momentarily filled the air, “that’s what i thought.” he said before getting off you, you quickly tried to lightly kick him, but he moved out the way in time.

he swiftly, in one move, slapped your ass as the smack echoed loudly. you screamed as your hands quickly came to the spot to cover it.

“got that ass! next time you try and hit me, it’s gonna be something completely different.”

“whatever, just be lucky my foot didn’t connect.”

“whatever my ass y/n, you’re just mad cause you can’t get me back. i’m too quick.” he said as he shrugged.

“jack, baby, shh. thank you! i love you stink!” you said, turning up the volume to the tv.

AH rubbing your nips against each other and the piercings catch occasionally and it feels so good even Bakugou can't keep his moans in KAKMA

## new match ! -> pierced pretty.

— re: katsuki bakugou.

— a/n: i had to turn this into full thirst bc your brain im </33 dizzy with this idea !!!

— cw: smut, mdni 18+, creampie, nipple piercings, nipple stimulation, implied multiple orgasms, implied overstimulation, katsuki is a needy dom who begs, fem!reader.

— wc: idk bc i wrote this in tumblr drafts lmao, living life on da edge.

oh cause bakugou would already have sensitive nipples, but throwing fresh piercings into the mix drives this poor guy absolutely insane !!!

usually you could make him cum just by playing with his sensitive buds alone, flicking them with your tongue or twisting them with a finger and thumb while you’re on top makes a foggy haze sit over his brain— making bakugou stupid with lust to the point where he can only tell you to shut up between breathy whines...so in the weeks after he gets them pierced bakugou is on the fucking edge of creaming his pants no matter where you are.

while they heal, poor baby has to be extra slow throwing a shirt on in the morning— because if katsuki rushes, the fabric hits his nipple piercings just right and makes is soft cock twitch to life and a shudder run down his spine. it’s even worse for bakugou when he’s at work, fighting back a gentle while training with the number one hero ( deku ) and practically struggling through a dry orgasm during an interview with reporters on national television after taking down villains.

you laugh at him for weeks about it, teasing the blonde until his cheeks are red as his eyes about all the boner’s he’s popped over his sensitive nipple piercings. he’s definitely all pouty about it, mumbling ‘s’your fuckin’ fault anyways. better fuckin’ take care of it,” breathily into your neck when he makes you jerk him off after a day of suffering. because it’s easier for him to blame you and putting the idea of matching nipple piercings into his head than for him to accept that he likes having his tits played with as much as the next guy.

when they are actually healed, bakugou’s ripping your clothes off— begging you to touch him, aching for you to feel him up. “fuck, please fucking touch me,” he’s stammering as soon as your hands touch his body, probably has you in his lap with his cock bruising your insides already :(( leaking everywhere because he’s unbelievably turned on by you twisting his nipples. “fuck, baby, play with ‘em more,”

and even though bakugou’s the one in charge; lifting his hips to pound your tight cunt, obscene squelching sounds swirling through the tight, hot air between your bodies— he can’t help but whimper against the crook of your neck, sweat on his cupid’s bow as colourful language escapes him.

a muscled arm wraps around your waist, large palms gripping your ass cheeks to bounce you over his cock until your eyes cross and fire pulses through either of your veins. you can’t focus on his words, like static in your ears underneath the dopamine and serotonin pulsing in your brain with every kiss the tip of bakugou’s cock pressed to your g-spot.

“k-katsuki, suki, i can’t, s-slow down!”

you beg, tears in your eyes and heavy lust in your brain— in reality you don’t want him to. how could you ask him to? when strings of thick arousal and milky precum connect your exhausted bodies. your poor pussy is raw and soaked through and katsuki is nowhere near close to finishing...not when you haven’t played with him yet.

“just fuckin’,” he simpers, hot against your flesh and for a second you think you can feel the chill drops of his tears against your shoulders. katsuki takes your hand, trailing it between the sticky plains of your bodies to his pert and pierced nipples, letting you thumb the metal bar that slides through them. “—here, play with me like that just— just like that, f-fuck. you know how i like it baby,”

“like...like that suki?” hot whispers slip from between your lips, smaller-than-his hand brushing over his hardened pink buds, tweaking them as best you can when your bodies are pressed flush against one another. bakugou hisses, broken in by obscene claps of his balls against your ass before he slows you to a grind— pulling you back and forth and back and forth on his swollen cock as though not to forget about your pleasure.

and then he shudders, oh god he shudders. his entire body, lean and muscled from his work on the field shakes beneath you, thighs locking, previous releases fighting to escape your tight cunt and pooling onto the couch below you. all this is for you, because of the way the pads of your cool fingers press into his flesh and the way your own pierced nipples catch on his when he fucks up into your addictive heat.

katsuki nods, barely noticeable, unlike the way his cock twitches inside of you. “like that, again baby...more, please,”

you’re wetter than wet at this point, tummy slick from your own juices or katsuki’s cum? you can no longer tell— doing your best to flick at the bars in your boyfriend’s tits as he starts up a rough pace all over again. your chest bounces with his rough and mismatched thrusts, bakugou close to blowing his load every time your piercings brush against one another. he’s getting erratic, uncontrollable as he uses your body like his own personal fucktoy.

“suki, suki...s’too much, ‘m gonna cum—!” you cry, losing your grasp of bakugou’s chest to steady yourself, the burn in your lower belly becoming too much for you to handle.

you’re gushing before you can stop yourself, the cord snapping while bakugou bucks up into you at feverish pace, ignoring how your release sloshes messily between you both and fills the air with the scent of sex. he’s too far gone, chasing his own release that you could give him from stimulating his rosey nipples. “‘m not gonna stop, can’t fuckin’ stop, can’t fuckin’ stop,” the blonde chants, words sliding over the saliva that pools on his tongue. “c’mon baby, be good f’me, fuck this cock, play with me here, fuckin’ hell,”

you’re tired, slumped over with your pussy fluttering and leaking all over the place, but do your best to help katsuki along, finding the energy in you to twist his nipples and play with his piercings until his red eyes are crossed and he’s drooling against your hot skin. his dick bulges in your tummy, sending shock waves through your weak and fucked out body.

but you can take it, you’re his good girl and you owe it to him, ‘specially after you’ve coaxed him into this nipple piercing fest. you know he’s sensitive there, you knew this would make him go crazy with savage lust— so the least you could do was sit on his fat cock as it pushes against your walls and presses up on nerves and pleasure spots you’d never even known about.

the least you could do is let katsuki bakugou tremble and shake and claw at your back as he creams inside your sweet little pussy— filled to the brim as you lock his aching cock in, feeling it pulse with the ropes of cum that paint your inner walls. all because of the nipple piercings you’d somehow convinced him to get.

bakugou sobs, chest sore and red, entire body caked in sweat while the world blurs behind his eyes until his high is over, your name written like a prayer on his lips.

a silent thank you to whichever god told him to get his nipples pierced.

🤭

WATCH YOUR MOUTH; jack harlow

"It's the way you embarrassed me last night and don't even have the balls to apologize." You said aggressively folding your clothes.

"Things happen y/n! I was caught up with work and couldn't make it." He said running his fingers through his curls.

"You say that every time like it's a valid excuse! You couldn't send me a quick text to let me know you wouldn't make it so I wasn't sitting there looking like a fucking idiot?" You said getting more and more pissed off.

"So your mad i'm doing my job? How do you think i'm able to afford all these nice things? Take you out on dates? That money doesn't just come out of my ass." He said trying to find every reason to drop this.

"Bro I fucking work just as hard as you do and I still make time for you!" You yelled getting up to walk out the room.

He grabbed you harshly by your wrist, forcing you to look at him.

"I don't give a fuck how mad you are chill with that dumb shit. I'm not one of your little friends." He said inching closer to your face.

You felt your cheeks heat up at the way he manhandled you.

"I can say whatever the fuck I want to say." You said challenging him.

"You think this is funny? We'll see who abouta be laughing after i'm done wit'chu." He said throwing you on the bed.