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why don’t you write for female readers...?
you should be inclusive to us too like wwjdjds it’s not fair when i have to read your work and see it’s x male reader... you guys flooded tumblr with that stuff
no hate i just hate it when I see mlm content and i have to change the pronouns in my head cuz i’m a cis girl
we write for you guys too and it’s kinda insensitive when i ask for a female reader and you say that this isn’t the right blog for that. it was wayy better when it was girl reader x character.
look, i'm really sorry you feel that way. i really am but that's how i felt for the longest time before male reader content became more prominent.
i never meant for it to be insensitive but i don't write female readers for the fact that, since i put myself into my writing and work, it makes me dysphoric.
and whether you think it's better a different way, others enjoyed it just how it is. i genuinely apologize if i have offended or hurt you in any way but this is a male/ftm reader blog for my comfort and the comfort of others in my same situation.
stuck in an elevator with suguru (made him flirty and pervy cus im ovulating rn)
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it was hot.. though it was spacious, but the taller man standing not too close behind you was taking up half the space, how tiny you must've looked in his eyes
the tension was strong, the air felt thick, the way his clothes wrapped perfectly around his muscular build, his narrow eyes, how attractive. you feel yourself get sweaty.
you've always admired him from a far, had been crushing on him for a while now, but was too shy to go approach. that all changed when shoko introduced you though, sure you were still shy but at least you can get a closer look at his handsome face now.
"you okay?" he smiles "mhm.. s'just so hot is all.." you smile back, tugging at the collar tightly wrapped around your neck. "hm, yeah... you don't mine if i take my blazer off right?" oh? lucky!
"no, f'course not" you chuckle at the end, god, a thin layer of sweat coated his collarbones. you pictured him sweating, then drops of it falling off his chin, he's panting and grunting, hard, as if he was-
"hey. you're all red, you sure you're okay? you can take yours off too you know" he reassures you before dropping his own on the floor. "um, alright.." had you any self respect left?? get yourself together! he was just worried, s'not like he's asking you to strip naked... you wished that happened though
...
"you know... you stare alot." his back was pressed against the wall, looking at the ceiling.. what-?
"uhm- excuse me?" you hesitated to look at him, blood rushed to your face faster than 911 rushed to you guys' aid.
"oh come on, you're so obvious it's kinda cute." he moved in front of you, you felt small and weak. obviously standing beside him would definitely make you feel like that but this time, it's as if, you can't do anything, you're helpless.
"you stare at me when i walk through hallways. when i study, when i eat..." he stopped to look at your flushed face, even bent down abit to get on your level. "wished it you i was eating didn't you?" he whispered
oh, how badly you wanted to hear him whisper the nastiest nothings in your ear.
you were too shy to respond, were you really that obvious? you felt pathetic. he was kind enough to let you know you weren't though
"look at me sweetheart" he gently grabs your chin, then aligns it with his face, he chuckles "your lips are all puckered, you want a kiss?" your eyes shot closed when he said that
you didn't pull away though, you wanted to kiss him, been waiting for too long. "i asked a question" domineering, is the correct word to describe his voice at that moment.
"yes please" you quietly squealed, "hm? i didnt catch that, you mind repeating?", what a fucking tease.
"i.. i want you.. to kiss me".. "where?"
his arm snaked around your waist, slowly pulling you in, your faces just inches away from each other, felt his hot breath on yours.
"here..." you point at your lips, "heh, good boy" before stuffing your throat with his tongue, to make both of your comfortable, he lifts you up and presses you against the warm metal wall
he broke the kiss "up you go.." then went again, this time, more desperately and rough.
your teeth clashed a few times, then you pulled away for air,, for a minute, he looked in your eyes, and you looked into his.. then he looked down at the growing tent in his pants
"fuck.." he pressed his hardon on your clothed cunt, grinding it a bit. "feel that? that's all yours honey" the slick from yours dampened the crotch area of your pants.
"so.. what now prince? hm? we can stay like this if you want~" he says before rubbing into you, "want.. want y'in me.. please. please suguru.." you weakly replied before wrapping your legs around his waist
"i didnt hear you baby" he kept on teasing you and you grew tired of it "i want you inside me please! wanna feel,, feel you deep in me please, wanna.. feel your hot cum filling me up..s'much" you blurted aloud, "that's more like it, good fucking boy-"
you held onto him as he unbuckled his pants and ripped yours, then he aligned his tip with your tight cunt, "ready?" didn't even wait for your response, he thrusted all the way in, balls deep.
"oh fuuuck, shit. you're so tight-" he groaned, around your tight hole hugging him.
you felt full in an instant, just how big is he!? what a beast, you thought. "y'feel me love? hm? where am i huh? how deep am i inside your tiny cunt~" he playfully moves, causing his massive dick to move inside you as well
"y'right here.. s-so deep in me.." you pressed on the bulge forming in your tummy, "keep your hand there, i want you to feel me fuck you full" he puts both your legs onto his shoulders, then began thrusting
they were deep, slow, strokes. your moans were quiet and subtle, because none of you knew when the guys that should be helping you will arrive. so you tried to keep it down.
.. h wasn't making it easy though, with each thrust, his dick kisses your cervix, like it's trying to get inside your womb
"ffuuuuck, feel that? if i move again, im gonna go in your womb~. but you want that don't you naughty boy?" he stayed still till you've given him your answer
you couldn't utter out a single word, for it'd be incoherent, you only gave him whimpers and moans. it felt too good, he felt too good, every vein, every curve, you felt it throb inside your pussy.
"god, yes please~!" please please please please fill me up!!" your nails dug into his nape, cunt clenched around him. he smirked before holding you still, "m'gonna breed you" *plap* "then leave my cock inside you" *plap* "so" *plap* "im sure you've taken all of my kids~"
he picked up the pace and began pounding into your slippery cunny, both your nasty moans and groans filled the tiny elevator.
his sticky balls would slap your ass and his pubes would tickle your clit, not to mention that with each thrust he shoves it alll in you, makes sure that not even 1inch of his dick is left unburied
"fuck, your legs are shaking~ y'gonna cum?" he looked down at your soppy cunt, gushing out your juices whenever he goes in. you had failed to keep your hand on the bulge now that he was fucking you nonstop
he flicked your clit over and over with his thumb while continously hitting your sweet spot, "ohh, you're shaking so much honey, this is gonna be a big one isn't it?" you watch his thick fingers play and tease your swelling bud
"dirty, dirty boy... satoru likes you, y'know? what do you think will happen if i send him a picture of how stupid you look around my cock?" he stopped playing with your clit and grabbed both your legs and pressed them against the wall, you looked like you were getting mating pressed but standing.
"psst, hey, have your lost it? this is just 2nd round baby~" he gently slaps your cheek. oh, your head had gone blank, the words didn't even reach you
"ss.. second r-ound...?" you tried your best to look him in the eyes, but to no avail, he just chuckles and continues his fucking you
"don't pass out yet sweetie, want you to feel me pumping you full" he pounded into you so harshly you had forgotten where you both were
the elevator suddenly collapsing a bit startled you, must've snapped you out of that fucked dumb zone because you dug your nails deep into his broad shoulders
a short yelp escaped your mouth, "shh, it's okay, I'll keep you safe, just hold onto me" he whispers into your ear before wrapping both arms around your smaller frame.
he was close, very close, his dick twitched and throbbed, he messily pounds into you then- you heard the doors opening, a group of men had finally arrived to you guys' rescue
"suguru─!".... "oh fuck.."
Hey, this might be too specific, but I was thinking Jason Todd with a top male reader older than Jason (like sugar daddy ;) lol just kidding but let it be like 30-40 years and that he has more experience than Jason with weapons and stuff
Jason Todd x older male reader
Headcanons
Jason is in his early 20s in this whilst the reader is around 40. I might have taken the sugar daddy part and ran with it lmao.
- You were called Black Demise, because you wore mainly black and dark colors and the fact that no one ever saw you coming.
- You had been in the killing business for at least 20 years now, having run with the likes of Deathstroke when you first started out. The two of you were still friends somewhat, but you didn’t communicate as much anymore since you were both busy.
- Meeting Red Hood was a coincidence. The Outlaws had appeared during one of your contracts, apparently having the same target as you did. Of course you didn’t let them get the target and killed them first, much to The Outlaws annoyance who tried to fight you.
- Your many years of experience made it quite easy to take them down though, and at one point you had Red Hood pinned on his back, sat on his waist and holding his arms above his head. He had tried in vain to buck you off, but you just pressed down harder on top of him.
- You couldn’t keep the chuckle from leaving your lips when you felt hardness against your ass, deciding to press down harder against him and grinding your hips back and forth a few times just to tease the younger man.
- When the fight had left him and Red Hood was just wriggling and trying to hump up against you, letting out choked keens and whimpers, you released his hands, took his jaw between your fingers, and told him to come find you some time.
- And before he could react you were gone, having tucked a card with your number in his jacket before disappearing into the wind.
- Jason had immediately looked into you when he got home from the mission. You were less known than Deathstroke, but just as skilled if not more. You were only less known because you stayed hidden unlike the other man.
- Jason couldn’t help but wriggle his hips to adjust to the heat that gathered in his crotch at the memory of you, holding your card between his fingers as he debated on contacting you.
- One thing led to another, and he messaged you, using some bullshit excuse about wanting to learn about weapons from you and how to deal with them effectively. You of course knew It was just an excuse but went anyways.
- Getting into Gotham was never hard, you just needed to know how to stick to the shadows better than the bats and you were in, you knew this because you’ve had many contracts on Gotham and other cities protected by heroes.
- You found Jason on one of his patrols, watching from the shadows as he took down a couple of gangsters who had been trying to force kids to sell for them by the looks of it. When he was done and had returned to the rooftops, you had struck and pushed him up against the wall.
- Jason tried to swing at forever had pinned him, but when he saw it was you the fight seemed to melt right out of him, the immediate submission making something stir in your stomach.
- Your relationship started out with you just guiding him, with a lot of flirting and lingering touches. You especially loved to step up behind him and press against his back, to “correct” the way he was holding specific weapons or adjust his stance.
- Jason wasn’t super rich, since he didn’t want to rely on Bruce for anything, and you only make so much as a crime lord of Gotham who didn’t reveal their identity. And seeing as you were extremely skilled in what you did and had been doing it for so many years, you could honestly rival maybe not Bruce, but at least Oliver Queen in riches.
- It started out as you buying Jason new weapons, armor or gear. When he tried to claim he didn’t need it, you had just taken his chin between your fingers and your thumb and told him you didn’t wanna lose your boy like that.
- That was another thing that had happened over time, petnames. You regularly referred to Jason as your boy, your prince, your pup, your pretty boy or your personal favorite, your little one.
- Jason had tried to complain in the beginning, but you could tell he enjoyed it just as much as you did. And over time he let you pamper him with gifts and riches. It grew on him the more it happened, and some selfish part of his chest loved the gifts and attention you gave him.
- When he called you daddy the first time it had been a joke, you had just gotten Jason a new helmet made of the same material as your own, and new armor made in a similar build as your own. It was like staking a claim on him to anyone who knew who you were.
- The bat had even been removed from the chest, at Jason’s insistence. He had put on the new gear you got him and stood in front of you, twirling as if showing it off.
- You had never asked why he wanted the bat off his chest, and when you did, he answered without thinking. “So everyone knows I belong only to you daddy” his tone was joking, but you could feel there was some truth to that.
- It had immediately set a bright fire in your chest, and Jason froze when you got to your feet. He thought maybe you were insulted by what he said, but when you grabbed him under his thighs and lifted him up against the wall he knew better.
- The night you had wrung him dry, first taking him against the wall in his new gear, before bending him over the couch, taking him in the kitchen, the bathroom, and the bedroom. The entire time praising him and calling him your good little boy, asking if he wanted daddy to take care of him.
- If Jason had any neighbors they would definitely have hear him cry out for his daddy that night, and have heard how he wailed and moaned as you took him.
- After that night your relationship became official, you became boyfriends, but you also became his daddy and him your boy. You ended up moving him to one of the multiple apartments you owned in Gotham, like staking yet another claim on him.
- The apartment was still close to Crime alley or was in Crime alley since that was his home and where he worked. And everyone seemed to notice the bat being removed from Red Hoods outfit and how he looked even higher quality than before.
- Panic immediately filled the city when Black Demise started popping up, even if you weren’t as famous as Deathstroke you were still known enough to sent criminals scattering. It made things tense in the city especially when you seemed to stick around Crime Alley.
- It created rumors that Black Demise and Red Hood were working together, especially when people noticed their gear being similar in some ways or how Black Demise would always hover over Red Hood.
- A goon even claimed to have seen Black Demise push Red Hood up against a wall and fondle him, to which the red wearing vigilante had just thrown his head back and hung onto the other man.
- The batfam had been shaken to their core after Jason stopped wearing the bat and had gone even lower contact than he uses too, so when they went to check his last known apartment and they saw he wasn’t there, they panicked a little.
- It ends up being Dick who sees Jason and you, when out patrolling he sees you holding Jason against you and Jason with his arms draped over your shoulders and kicking his leg like a lovestruck fool.
- Dick being who he is confronts the two of you after a while, having stalked you both to make sure Jason wasn’t being forced to do anything.
- You would most likely have known Dick because of his time with Deahtstroke, so he gives you the shovel talk and tells you to keep the killing to the downlow in Gotham and lets you two be, only after making sure Jason is safe and happy.
- Dick goes back and reports you are an ally for Jason’s and to not worry about you. He doesn’t out your relationship to the family cuz its not his place, and Jason actually seems so happy and relaxed for the first time in who knows how long.
- After a while the two of you start being public with your relationship, in and out of suits. You go out during the day to go to libraries or bookstores, for you to pamper Jason with some new clothes of your choosing, or to grind against each other like a lovesick pair of dogs in clubs during the night.
- The Outlaws might be a little confused by your relationship in the beginning, but they quickly come to accept it since you both seem happy, healthy, and safe, so who are they to judge.
- Bruce would definitely not be approving of the relationship, and it would lead to some arguments, but he has to bite it down since he doesn’t wanna drive Jason away from the family again. So, if he has to look at you and Jason acting like a pair of newlyweds so be it.
- Jason has most definitely gotten more comfortable being your boy, calling you daddy over personal comms during patrols when he wants to be a tease.
- During nights when he wants you to ravage him, he wears a pair of lingerie under his clothes, rubs against you and kisses you, whimpers and whines for his daddy to touch him and love him, and when he gets you warmed up, he rushes off on patrol.
- You have quickly figured out this tactic of his but play along, knowing it makes him even more excited and hot under the collar. Though there have been times where you have caught him before finishing patrol to take him in dark alleyways or rooftops.
- Jason might start wearing a necklace with a lock on it or a leather choker when hes out and about, as if to show everyone he’s taken and happy about it. He would more likely wear a collar at home, that has something like “daddy’s boy” written on it or “property of Black Demise”.
- Jason is still a big terrifying crime lord don’t get me wrong, but sometimes he just likes to crawl into his daddy’s lap and ride your thigh and have you pinch and twist his nipples until he came in his boxers.
- Because of your relationship the Red Hod actually becomes even more skilled than before since you train him, not just in weapons though, you also train him in other spicier ways ;)
- You two are in a very comfortable and happy relationship, and though its taken some work since Jason would struggle with communication in the beginning, you make sure to always talk through your issues and anything either of you aren’t happy with.
I saw a funny post, screenshotted it and then made a meme.
Credits to the people in the post: @aventurine-official
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Hii commission update, again. We are on sale, not getting any better. Doing a lot more for some even more progress in my life, But i'm looking to do commissions to help my family. Still urgently needed for myself as i have needed stitches but i am using my last band-aid on it. And we don't have much food either. If you can, share this on ur discord, or reblog , something. . I am not going to be better
;;warnings:: trans!male reader, first time cunnilingus, sub!Itadori Yuuji, dom!reader, hair pulling, face fucking, mean reader, self-degradation (also mixed with praise), good!boy yuuji, cursing, smut++
18+ mdni
The first time you ever let Yuuji eat you out he’s dumb as a fucking dog. All I can think about is desperate Yuuji who’s been trying to eat out his boyfriend since the first time he masturbated to you. Fuck, just imagine all the times he’s squeezed his pathetic dick thinking about being choked between your thighs and smothered by your clit. He always gets so leaky and red thinking about the sounds you’d make and the way you’d praise him like he’s the best boy ever.
He wants you to hold his hair like a handle, he squeaks every time you fuck up into his face and his pretty smooth cheeks are all red and hot. Clingy fingers grip onto the thin material of your nightshirt as he tries to pull his face as close to your vagina as he can get, eyes rolling to the back of his head as you groan a low ‘fuck’ under your breath. He wants to get his tongue deeper, further, harder. He doesn’t even realize the whimpers slipping past his throat as he tries to inch closer, which he can’t get.
Yuuji’s heart feels like it’s going to give out. Your ankles are locked behind his head, heels digging into his spine with each thrust of your hips onto his tongue. You don’t taste like fruits, or cookies, or fresh, but it’s so fucking good in his mouth — it tastes like cum — like wet, sticky cum melting from you onto his tongue. You keep calling him “such a good fucking boy” and it’s making him really, really horny. And really, really hard. It’s pathetic, but he wants it more, as your hand now rocks his head back and forth over your cunt by his hair.
“Mmm— fuck yuuji. Look at you, you’re covered in my cum!” It comes out like a weak laugh, his eyes peak open to see the delirious look on your face, a mean smile. His eyes can’t stay focused, cum on his lashes and eyelids too heavy to stay open. He wants to hear it more, he can’t get over the way your head lulls to the side when he moans and pushes forward onto his knees, back arched.
You tug his face back from your wet lips, it’s pitiful how he whines, tongue slipping out to reach but he can’t. Why would you do this to him, when he’s finally got it. He’s finally got you in his hands and you just tear him away like it means nothing. His head is so fuzzy he’s stupid in greed.
“More” he rasps. He’s still bent, hands clutching your shirt for balance.
“I’ve already came” you state, gently brushing his sweat-wet bangs from his forehead, lips quirked upwards in amusement. He feels heartbroken. It’s the only way to describe the sad, frantic feeling in his chest. All his fantasies slipping through his fingers like sand as your fingers slide from his hair to his cheeks to give them a little pinch. His dick twitches in his soaked briefs, tip throbbing as you — his perfect boyfriend — chew your cheek in fascination at him. He knows he’s a mess, that he’s deplorable and greedy but, he just wants a little more. Just a little more. He wants to hear you call him a perfect boy just three more times, cum just once again, just more.
You noticed how needy he was today. How bothered his little whimpers were when he sent you an explicit voice memo this morning pleading for you to finish on his dick like he was a good boy. Begging for anything. Begging like a good puppy. Naughty voice messages were not completely common for Yuuji, but you didn’t expect it to be this when he showed up tonight at your dorm step for cuddles and a movie. You didn’t expect him to want to eat you out in the first place. But he did. Does, badly, so you’ve come to realize.
“Please I— oh god please! Just one more, I can’t get it outta my head [name]! Just, just one more. I’m so good I promise, the very best!” His pleads are strained as he stretches his neck as close to your wet cunt as he can manage, cheek resting against your inner thigh. You can feel his breath fanning over your clit.
“And..what if I say no?” You ask mindlessly, taking your thumb to wipe away some cum off his lashes.
Yuuji squirms, “NO! Please, please [name] no! I—I’ll tell you all the dirty thoughts I’ve had about this, you like that right? Always makin’ me say embarrassing stuff. I’ll give back all the briefs I took— I—I’ll never be bad again! Promise!” His chest shudders as he speaks, and you’ve never been so turned on by anything like this in a long, long time. You have half a mind to deny him more.
“Taken” briefs? You didn’t know your boyfriend was stealing your boxers.
There’s a long moment where Yuuji’s eyes are shut tight, pressing into your thigh like he wants to mold with you, and he does. Cum slips from your hole to your ass an a sigh hisses past your lips as you grab the back of his head again.
“Okay, baby. One more.”
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As you may know, Wafaa has been shadowbanned by tumblr again for the third time in the past two weeks (her messaging function had literally only returned two days ago before it was gone again). you can find Wafaa at @wafs-posts. This morning, Wafaa asked me to post this message for more reach:
Today, after several months, the situation has become worse after the bombing of my house, the evacuation of Rafah, forced displacement, and displacement without the necessities of life. My family was displaced several times from Rafah to Al-Mawasi in the Al-Alam area, and after being displaced several times, my family remained besieged for 3 consecutive days without food or drink. These were days full of fear, and screaming.
I was in a state of panic and psychological difficulty. Recently, one night they had to flee at night due to the severity of the violent confrontations. It has become an unsafe area. They fled again to Nuseirat and stayed there for about a month. After the Nuseirat massacre, my family fled with all oppression, humiliation and pain to Khan Yunis. They set up a tent on top of the rubble and are in a bad condition.
Due to malnutrition, polluted water, high prices and staying in tents, skin diseases and liver epidemics are prevalent. It is extremely difficult to get water, you would have to fight for bread. As a result, my family's health is at risk due to malnutrition, lack of hygiene, harsh weather conditions in the tent, and difficult access to sanitation. With the lack of medicines, life has become almost non-existent, so the thought of losing my loved ones haunts me now more than ever. Conditions are getting worse every day.
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dr ratio with a pathetic yandere sub reader only to find out that dr ratio is more obsessed than them and proceeded to fuck them to overstimulation PLSSS
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◟♡ ˒ ʾʾ genre — smut ! ◟♡ ˒ ʾʾ parings — Dr ratio w M!reader ◟♡ ˒ ʾʾ warnings — teacher x student relationship, yandere stuff, praising, overstimulation, biting.
You thought he never noticed, Clicking pictures of him when he's not looking, how can you not? He's such a pretty guy. It's not like you don't have pictures of him on your wall, a whole diary dedicated to him.
Sometimes people would go missing if they try to flirt with Dr ratio, definitely not your doing. Ah, you forgot to clean that body..Those little glances you'd give him when he was teaching the class, fantasising how good he'd feel, fucking you, filthy little ideas that gave you a boner. You'd excuse yourself to the restroom to jerk off.
Dr Ratio apparently had a thing for you too, unknown to you! But one day when he went to your dorm, to give you back your textbook you accidentally forgot. He was surprised, only a little, seeing pictures of him on your wall.
Of course he wasn't an absolute dumbass, he knew about what you felt towards him. His lips curled into a grin, he sat down on your bed, looking through the diary.
Someone definitely deserved a punishment, the ideas were pure filth!
He waited till you came back, when you did, you gasped at the sight of him. What was he doing in your room, shit, you're fucked–
“Such a naughty student you are, strip. m’ gonna teach you a lesson.” He says patting the bed.
And that's how it came to this, Him thrusting into your hole as you grip the sheets, crying out when his dick hits your prostate. It's been hours! His nails digging into your waist, his dick cumming into you.
He spanks your ass when you don't answer his question, you can't even think straight!“I believe I asked a question, didn't I? Have I fucked you so dumb that you can't even reply?”
You're shooting blanks at this point, you want him to stop but you don't want him to stop, it just feels so good! “Please..hah..I can't anymore–” You breathe out between gasps.
“Be a good boy, you can cum for me again right?” He says kissing your neck, sucking lightly on the skin. His hands grip onto your hair as he kisses you, slipping his tongue in, his pace never faltering, gosh, how much energy does this man have?
With another orgasm he pulls out, panting heavily, catching his breaths, cheeks flushed.
“Don't you have a test tomorrow? Come to the office after the class, I'll give you good grades and personal tutoring, in exchange I expect you to sit pretty under the desk as you, suck me off. Got it?” He says while carrying you to the bathroom for a shower.
Displaced grandmother making clothes for children