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CAM GIRL

pairing: modern!ellie x camgirl!reader

a/n: so nervous to post this. i didn't want to write a full fic, so this hc kinda thing happened. anyways, lmk what you think...

warnings: smut. mdni. -> sex work via live cam/stream. onlyfans/patreon/etc - no site is stated specifically, stripping, toys, masturbation (reader & ellie), exhibitionism, toys, toy riding (reader), strap-on use, dirty talk, hints of dom!reader, even smaller hints of dom!ellie

[dialogue = purple for ellie, blue for reader]

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thinking about ellie dating a girl who cams...

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"ellie, i wanna be really clear with you about what i do before we... you know?" "date?" "yeah. i just don't want any secrets where my job is concerned."

imagine her reaction when you first tell her. the way her eyes were half intrigue, half envy. on one hand, she thought it was incredible; the confidence you had in your own body and what to do with it. on the other hand, the confession from you caused her to grow more possessive. she felt almost sick, knowing that people all over the world were logging in to their profiles with only you in mind.

but that was at the beginning. after several months, pride swelled within her. you were making a lot of money through your sessions online, made clear by the fancy clothing, lingerie, even the apartment you'd bought for yourself. she could also tell that you enjoyed what you did. it made you feel confident and beautiful, and those feelings bled through to your sex life with ellie.

"fuck, i love your tits so much. love seein'm all beg to touch." "but only you can, els. c'mere and get them all wet with your pretty mouth."

"mm, babe, you like watching my ass when i fuck my toys, don't you?"

sometimes she worried about 'trolls', but you reassured her that you had a few moderators who would bat away any unsavoury comments before you could see them.

"see? if anyone says anything overly disgusting or offensive, it gets removed." "ever had to report or block anyone?" "mm, only a handful of creeps have made my blacklist."

then it was a couple of years into your relationship, and nine out of ten times when you were cam-ing, ellie would come over, either by yours or her own invitation.

"i'm live in 20, you can come over if you're quiet." "and what happens if i'm not?" "you wanna find out?"

"hey, i'm bored, you live? can i watch;)"

she loved to watch you, and you absolutely revelled in it. even your regular viewers had started noticing how you seemed to be even more enthusiastic than before. you wanted to impress ellie, despite already knowing how much she desired you.

when ellie came over during a cam session, you would make sure to put in the most effort with your look for the night. you would wear ellie's favourite colours, slap on a little extra makeup, and put on your best show.

"you were on fire tonight, princess."

"do you have glitter in your cleavage!?"

"you should do the war paint more often. it's hot."

"fake tattoos tonight?" "yeah, it was a request from a my best tipper... you like?" "hurry up and i'll show you how much i do."

ellie would be just out of shot, laying back against the pillows on your bed, one leg crossed over the other. she could never take her eyes off of you. she adored how you changed your voice just slightly on camera; still confident, but with an edge of shyness.

"y'all like the lace tonight, hm? i'm not quite sure if it suits me... tell me what you think, should i keep it or..."

her eyes travelled all over your body as you danced along to the beat of whatever song was playing gently in the background. and then, when it had been a few minutes into your show, and dollar signs started popping up on your screen, you reached for whatever item of clothing you were going to slowly, torturously remove. from that moment on, she was locked on you, following every glide of your fingertips over the straps of you bra, the soft material of your panties, or the thin lace stockings.

ellie always praised you for a good show when it was over. and whenever toys were used, she'd clean them for you, and on the occasion that you actually came for real after using said toys, she would offer to clean you up too. she'd bring you warm pyjamas and a hot drink and mentally congratulate herself for pushing away the urge to jump you after what felt like hours of teasing.

"god, that was so hot."

"you need water? your favourite snacks are on the side over there, too."

"els, help me up out of this mess, please. ugh, the fake spunk is so sticky." "wanna take a shower? maybe create some real mess?"

sometimes, she couldn't hold back, though. on most cam nights, she would be clenching her thighs and biting her lip, watching you with a wetness forming on her boxers. but she couldn't always hold back from touching herself. she'd watch you lifting your tits into full view of the camera, squeezing them and giggling at the comments that followed. then you'd push them together, wait a moment for more tips and then start to pinch at your hard nipples.

"mm, yeah, feels so good. should i pinch harder? want me to lick them for you darlings?"

eventually, inevitably, she'd end up sliding one hand into her underwear, the other fisting the sheets. as you bounced up and down on one of your silicone cocks, moaning out appreciations for the tips that flooded in on the screen, she'd reach her throbbing clit. her gaze would be glued to your slick hole that wept around the toy as you moved, and she'd match your rhythm on the toy with the circles she traced on herself.

when you first saw her doing this, you weren't surprised at all. in fact, it made you that much more smug and turned on, resulting in less of a need to fake your arousal for the people watching. you'd pretended to the camera that you were turning your head to bite your own shoulder, but in fact you were mouthing encouragements for her to fuck herself faster over a wink and a smirk.

"faster, babe. just like that."

"edge yourself, el. better not come until i'm done here."

then there was this one particular night. ellie had two of her fingers deep in her cunt, while you rode a thick, veiny fake cock that took several pumps of lube to sink down onto.

you'd bought it with only your girlfriend in mind. though, of course your viewers were impressed with it, too.

"ooh-oh-oh, i need it f-faster. you want me to go faster... huh loves? gonna need your help then."

it was her favourite colour, and you'd made sure it attached pefectly onto your shared strap harness. it also came with a companion toy that was a little smaller, but could also attach to the harness, so that ellie could have her own pussy stuffed as she - hopefully, if your little scenario panned out - pounded into you once the camera was off.

of course, this is exactly what happened. you couldn't stop trying to get a look at ellie as you heard her little pants. she was trying to stay as quiet as possible, and watching her slap a hand over her own mouth, muffling her pleasure as she got off to you, only made things worse. you sped up your movements for a few seconds, opening your mouth and letting out an exaggarated moan. you then licked your lips, smiling at the camera as floods of tips came in, a bunch of water emojis flickering on and off. you bid everyone goodnight, promising to be back again the night after next, then ended the session.

"fuuuuuuck yes! mmmm!"

"fucked me so good. thank you, sweethearts. go grab yourselves some water and i'll see you next time. buh-bye, huns. mm."

then you turned to ellie, her hand stilled in her boxers. you slowly pulled out the toy and then pushed it all the way back in with a groan. you watched ellie's eyes flash at the obscene wet sounds your pussy made. once more you pull the glistening toy out, so slowly that it draws out impatient whines from the both of you. you rub the head of the toy around your folds, spreading the glistening wetness all around your waiting entrance.

"did you come, babe?" "uh uh, saving it all for you tonight, love."

"want you to fuck me so hard that i won't be able to move." "fuckin' hell. come here, now!" "need one more thing."

you reach down to your 'cam box' and take out two things. you first toss ellie the harness, which has the smaller cock attached, something you'd gotten ready earlier. then, you crawl between her already spread legs, and make a show of attaching the still-wet toy, your pussy clenching at the sight, greedy for it to be back inside you.

"put it on."

"was thinking about you filling me up the whole time tonight. need it now." "gonna do it. gonna make it so you can't stand."

several times after that night, you'd jokingly discussed ellie joining you on your site.

"if you made me gush like that on live, we'd make so much, d'yuh know that?" "maybe, but i don't want anyone else seeing you like that. all fucked out and dribbling from you gorgeous little pussy. no, baby. that's a show only i get to watch."

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if you're after more modern!ellie x cam girl!reader ->

CAM GIRL DRABBLE (ellie helps you film)

CAM GIRL: SPECIAL GUEST (part 2)

@nkogneatho MY GOD HE'S SO ICKY...*reblogs*

Warnings: NSFW🔞, somnophilia, cum eating, non con, age gap (Toji is mid 40s reader is early 20s) just a drabble

Toji’s large figure looms in the doorway of his son’s room, his eyes are locked onto you, Megumi’s best friend, as you sleep peacefully on the floor.

Minutes pass and in the eyes of anyone on the outside looking in, Toji’s shadow would look terrifying in the doorway considering how large he is. Staring blankly at the sweet, kind, naive sleeping college girl who’s supposed to be under his protection and care certainly doesn’t help his case.

Before he knows it, he’s taking steps over Megumi’s video games sprawled out that you guys were playing previously and ending up right beside your makeshift bed on the floor. He’s so close that his toes make contact with the blanket you have messily thrown over you.

Toji hadn’t gotten off with another human present since Megumi was born, always busy with work. When he wasn’t at work, his priorities would lie in popping open a beer and relaxing by the tv until he’d fall asleep snoring at eight pm sharp like his old man used to.

Pent up Toji just can’t resist, he kneels beside you and his cock jumps right to life as he gently peels your blanket down just below your crotch.

He lets out a breathy ‘phew’ in more of a breath than the actual word, your naivety and trust is abundantly obvious. He’s more so in disbelief at your lack of defensive awareness than he is reacting to how pleasing the sight is.

You’re wearing the smallest shorts he’s ever seen that clearly outline your pussy and your thigh indents that connect your pussy to your legs. Your little black panties are poking out. Your large shirt is Megumi’s and it’s much too large to stay on your body properly through the night, it’s already ridden up just below your breasts, showing off your entire tummy as it rises and falls gently.

“God, you stupid girl,” he sighs almost pitifully with a judgmental look. His natural expression is pretty judgmental but this look is a bit more than that.

You’re a young college girl. Toji thought women of this generation were more aware of their bodies and the way men could be—more so than in his time, when women would walk home alone with their defenses down without a care in the world. But here you are, blissfully ignorant and trusting as you sleep under an older man’s roof.

You’re a sweet girl, you use manners more than any kid he’s ever witnessed and you always offer to help around the house when Megumi has too many snot nosed kids over who make a mess wherever they go. You’ve been coming around for years, having been friends with Megumi for so long and apparently apt to stay anywhere but your own house. You’re one of the only kids Megumi has over that he doesn’t mind having in his house, eating his money for every breakfast and dinner.

But maybe you shouldn’t have felt so safe in his home because Toji looks down at you with his tongue tracing his bottom lip in concentration as he straddles your shoulders and pulls his cock out of his sweatpants.

Megumi’s always been a deep sleeper and you’re even worse but Toji still tries to keep the volume to a minimum as he adjusts his position as to get comfortable with his veiny cock bobbing above your face. He mutters ‘here we go’ as he gets into position, as if straddling a horse.

You’re a drooler, lips parted slightly with spit running down your cheek as you dream. Toji lets out a throaty breath as he collects the drool with his tip to smear across your lips. You don’t even stir.

The feeling of your soft lips against his sensitive head is enough for Toji to grow impatient. He braces his hands onto the floor and hovers over your face as if he’s in missionary position and your mouth is exactly where a pussy should be.

One last look up at his son and his surroundings to make sure everything is still asleep, unaware, and quiet is enough for him to throw any remaining caution to the wind.

One by one, he drops his arms down to rest on his forearms as to be more comfortable before moving his gaze down to watch as his hips rise and his tip bobs softly before settling right on your bottom lip.

Toji makes a move to push inside of you but misses and instead smears the side of his cock against your cheek. You’re blissfully asleep, not even reacting to the touch and that’s enough for Toji to feel like you were made for this.

He bites his lower lip in concentration as he lifts his hips once again and aims. Your soft breath tickles his dripping slit.

“C’mon now,” Toji mutters to himself, “right there.”

This time when Toji thrusts with a low and steady hum, his soft tip enters, pushing open and past your teeth and lips and into the wet, heated inside of your mouth. “Good, open. open,” he grunts on the way in.

But nothing could have prepared Toji for the suction your mouth immediately begins to inflict on him. He’s only got the head inside and it’s like a suction cup the way your instinct is to suck it in and suckle on it like it’s a nipple.

“Fuck,” toji grits out in surprise, hands making tight fists as the sound of wet suckling plays from your lips, “fuckin hurts, Jesus Christ.”

He isn’t even moving but you’re just sucking on his tip like a popsicle that’ll squirt gooey yumminess if you suck hard enough.

Seasoned, old man Toji can’t even handle the feeling, it’s too harsh, despite being extremely pleasurable at the same time. He tries to grit his teeth and endure it but he finds himself instinctively lifting his hips in attempt to pull out.

He curses harshly when you and your mouth just come with him. Your head lifts with his cock like you’re stuck to it, all the while you continue to suckle on it over and over.

“Goddamnit, looks like I caught a fucking— shit!— a fish,” Toji groans, barely able to make his stupid joke because of the overwhelming mix of pain and pleasure.

He moves his hips back and forth the smallest bit as to get you off, abs turning in as his back curves. He watches as you simply groan in your sleep at the movement and continue on. Toji hisses at the aggressive pull of it all and finally gives up, sighing and pushing back down as to let your head rest on the pillow once again.

His eyes clench down and his toes curl as he simply allows you to vacuum him in over and over, focusing on the way your tongue constricts and moves against the underside of his head as your mouth goes through the motions of suckling.

He has no choice, Toji simply says fuck it and his toes curl as he pushes in deeper, feeding inches of his cock into your tight wet suctioned hole. “Take some more then, fuckin suck on more,” he hisses out, one of his fists lifting and hitting against the floor once in attempt to cope.

Toji’s in disbelief as you take half of him inside, his tip now making contact with the back of your throat, and yet you still continue to suckle. He can hear the difficulty of breathing in your breath and the way your throat struggles to open wider as to breathe with the new inches but you still don’t seem to wake up or stir.

Cumming within minutes has never been a problem for Toji, maybe when he was younger but even then, he’s always had stamina. But something about using you as you sleep and the hard suckling your body is instinctively doing the minute something enters your mouth is all too much. He can feel an orgasm coming as his balls rise.

Maybe it’s a pride thing and he doesn’t want to cum without even moving inside of you, maybe he’s just horny but the next thing he knows, he’s thrusting into your mouth in small doses with a deep ‘ah’ with every rut. He’s basically just nudging your throat and increasing the amount of suction because your lips just won’t let up. Your head rises off of the floor with his dick, refusing to let go everytime he pulls back too much. But that doesn’t stop him from continuing to fuck your face as much as your suckling mouth will allow.

“God, you want it so fucking— ngh— bad. Gonna feed you all my milk, don’t worry,” he groans out, almost in frustration. His dick is growing sore from your abuse but it feels just as good. “Be fucking patient.”

Although Toji’s mind is hazy, he can still acknowledge that he can’t just cum in your mouth and potentially choke you to death. He should pull out, cum on his own hand like the pathetic man he is and leave you to sleep for the rest of the night, having caused enough harm already— but he just can’t.

Your suckling is almost mean, and he isn’t even sure if you’ll let him go if he tries to pull out. So with one hard thrust, Toji apologizes to you in a deep grunt, and he mounts your face until his balls are on your chin and you’re gurgling. His entire cock is in your throat, slid all the way down and he can feel it begin to convulse, fighting desperately to breathe.

“Cumming. cumming, sorry, kid.” Toji groans as he begins to fuck your constricting throat, again not pulling out really at all, but simply pushing deeper over and over again until cum finally spurts out and enters your esophagus without even touching your throat or mouth.

“Here you go,” Toji sighs, all of his weight on your face as cum continues to expend out of his tip intermittently. He’s aware he’s suffocating you and your body is twitching behind him, but he thinks you can handle a few minutes while he inserts his sperm into your body.

Finally, Toji’s orgasm wanes and he lets out a deep breath, the type of sigh an old man makes as he stands and his knees crack and back pulls. He gently pulls out of your throat and thankfully, you don’t latch on again. “Good girl, no more sucky.” He almost chuckles at the sight of your body immediately gasping for air instead of suckling him back in.

He’s quick to get off of your face and tuck himself back in, licking his lips as he does so in a slight rush.

Then he’s kneeling beside you once again as he grabs your chin and moves your face side to side to make sure you’re breathing and okay before rubbing the top of your head briefly. “Thanks, kid. Mouth feels real nice.”

He’s about to stand and leave but with a cocked brow, he curiously uses one finger to push the very tip into your mouth and jumps in surprise when you latch onto it and suckle.

“Jesus,” he breathes, still a bit shocked by the scare, “you didn’t get enough time with mommy, huh?”

Toji cackles at his own joke and eyes you in a mix of awe and curiosity as you suckle on it.

Just like with his cock, it’s painful how hard you suck, he can feel the blood pushing to the tip of his finger.

“Alright, that’s enough,” Toji grunts, pulling his finger out with a wince. He rubs his finger as you whine in your sleep, likely subconsciously growing irritated at the amount of stimulation being inflicted on you.

Toji takes that as his cue and leaves, closing the door softly as if he wasn’t just balls deep inside of your throat.

The next morning, Toji’s leaning against the kitchen counter with a cup of coffee, watching the news on the tv in the living room from there. You and Megumi groggily eat the breakfast Toji made for you at the island.

You cough and choke a bit on your pancakes and quickly drink some of your orange juice before taking a deep breath and running a hand through your hair. Toji doesn’t bat an eye, much too tired and an old grumpy man to think much on it this early in the morning.

“You okay?” Megumi questions you tiredly before taking a bite out of his bacon.

You nod and hum, coughing a bit when using your vocal cords.

“My throat’s kinda sore,” you shrug, a hand massaging your throat lightly.

Toji’s eyes flick at you briefly and quickly before returning to the tv.

“Do you feel sick?” Megumi asks, more of his attention on you now that you’ve expressed discomfort.

“Eh,” you say casually, “not really.”

Megumi hums and lets it go without much more he can add to the conversation.

“It really bothering you?” Toji asks you in his naturally laid back manner, tone harsh like always.

“Oh, no,” you immediately take on a polite tone when addressing your best friends father, “don’t worry about it. I’m fine, im sure it’ll pass.”

Toji grunts in affirmation before turning and grabbing something from a cabinet.

He approaches the opposite end of the island where you and Megumi are sat and offers you a lollipop.

“‘S not medicine but might help,” Toji shrugs and takes a sip of his black coffee.

Your eyes flick up to him quickly before you accept the lollipop with a kind smile. “Thanks, Mr. Fushiguro.”

He huffs silently to himself at the title you’ve given him as he moves back to his position leaning against the kitchen counter with his coffee.

Toji goes back to watching the news but his focus is all on his peripherals where you’re unwrapping the paper and happily latching onto the poor lollipop. The minute it’s sucked into your mouth, his cock aches in remembrance of the pain but twitches in pleasure and grows a few inches at the same time.

You’re a good kid and he knows that, but now Toji’s gonna use you as his own personal face fucking glory hole until he can’t anymore.

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Was just thinking about how Toji seems like his first choice is always a blowjob

Another König meme I'M SORRY

sneak peek of my personal revision poster !!! I'm memorizing the Silicate subclasses!!!

Sidenote: Did yall know that Emeralds and Aquamarines are basically variations of Beryl?

(sawry im a nerd)

nsfw:

dads friend simon is a concept i think about very often.

simon is around your house very often, always there for barbecues, birthdays, some hollidays and random weekends.

he seems cold and reserved when the two of you are in front of everyone. but once the night has set, he come out of the guest bedroom and sneeks into yours.

his big bulky hands slidding your sheets down, revealing your asleep body wearing one of his shirts.

simon softly kisses your cheek as he climbs into your bed, opening your legs and lifting up your shirt slowly. you wake up with the feeling of his bulge rubbing against you and his kisses on your neck.

"we have to be quiet, dont want your dad hearing us, lovie. poor man doesnt know his baby loves to get fucked by me."

but if he's honest, he doesnt care if your dad finds out. as long as he can keep cumming inside his pretty lovie, he is happy.

the islamophobia in my own country is shocking to me. instead of showing support to the country facing genocide, they are siding with a country who masks ethnic cleansing as "self-defense" just to be on their good side and any muslim or non-muslim that is supporting palestine online is getting death threats in their inbox and comments. i myself got told that i should leave my own fucking country by my own fucking people because i support palestine. my heart aches witnessing this and i just can't imagine how palestinians must be feeling. i will pray for the people there and i am sending all my love and support out.

your header cracks me up

lets make out like rn

Monster fucker this, monster fucker that. What if I want a monster RELATIONSHIP huh?! Monster HAND HOLDING, monster INTIMATE CONVERSATIONS, monster COMFORTABLE SILENCE??

he just devours your pussy till it falls off da bone 🤭

Choso once made a joke when he was eating you out that licking the cum from your pussy was like licking the frosting off a cupcake, and now his pet name for you is ‘cupcake.’ When your friends hear him call you that they think it’s just a cute, endearing nickname, but Choso looks at you with a shit-eating grin because he knows just hearing him say “Hey cupcake” makes you wet.

girl this better work

good things will happen 🧿

things that are meant to be will fall into place 🧿