Giallo Wrestling

30s they/them Non-Binary Cryptid just here for the nonsense Minors DNI

[the-ghost-bird]

Neighbor fbi!dex that you have a casual situationship with, but he's secretly obsessed with you (duh!). That man just wants you to use him, so whenever you knock on his door, he's opening it like:

The whore needs your attention bad bad.

[glorybeat]

my weirdo bf

[marlspn]

[cinemevbr]

[nyssastarling]

Dex the Good Boy

Happy Birthday to my bestie Giallo! This is a Bullseye fanfic I wrote for them!

His boyish, mischievous smile looks almost demonic with the blood on his face. But the blood does nothing to mar his handsome features or the contagious delight in his eyes.

“Dex… what did you do?” Giallo asks their sub, amused, but a little afraid to hear the answer…

“I balanced the scales again,” he answers with the eagerness of a puppy. “I helped people.”

“Okay…!” They smile at him with hesitant approval. “But, how did you help, exactly?”

“I killed that guy. The one you said was hurting people.”

“...Oh!” Their expressive eyes are wide.

It’s so innocent, the way Dex jubilantly admits to killing people for the greater good. He feels no need to beat around the bush with phrases like ‘took care of him’ or ‘took him out’. He doesn’t say ‘murder’, because that would insinuate a crime. He’s not a criminal; he’s a good boy.

Dex adds, “He can’t hurt people anymore. Are you pleased, sir?”

Giallo is frankly a little shocked, but then Dex gets on his knees and hugs them around the waist. He looks up at them- waits hopefully for the response and the attention that he yearns for.

Giallo smiles warmly. “Yes, my darling. You were very good.” They stroke his dirty-blond hair.

Dex hums out an almost-moan at their praise.

“Thank you, sir. I just want to keep being good for you.”

“You deserve a reward-” Giallo starts. Dex excitedly rises to his feet and leans in to kiss them. Their hand on his chest halts him.

 “-After I get you cleaned up first, my darling.”

Dex nods. “Yes, sir. Anything you want.”

Giallo pulls out a chair at the kitchen table. “Sit here.”

“Yes, sir.” Dex obeys in the blink of an eye. 

Dex forces himself to wait, ogles his dom’s body as they reach for the first aid kit and find some antiseptic wipes.

They take their time thoroughly cleaning the blood off his face, stroking his hair, and wiping his blond facial stubble clean.

He wants to rise up and put his hands and mouth on them, Giallo can sense it in the twitchy way that he shifts in the chair. They can see the gears turning in his brain, contemplating “brat mode”. 

Dex tries to lean up and kiss their lips. Giallo anticipates it. “Uht uh, darling. Not yet.” 

He whines, “Mm, but I missed you”.

“You were only gone for a few hours, silly. But I missed you too.”

He gets impatient with the cleaning again and tries to stand up. 

They tsk at him and press his broad shoulders down to keep him in place. “Hey, you want to be a good boy, don’t you?”

Dex whines. His cock pitches an angry tent in his pants.“Yes, sir.” 

“Then be patient just a little longer,” they instruct.

When Giallo is finally satisfied that their sub’s face is clean,they take their time smoothing a hand down his chest, down his abs, to where his thighs are already spread wide.

His chest heaves with excitement. 

They’re again in no hurry as they unzip his fly to gain access to his crotch. Giallo notices his hand twitch by his side: He wants to do it himself, to make it faster, but he knows better. 

Giallo releases his hard cock from its confines and gently strokes his balls free to access too.

Dex squeezes the chair to keep his hands to himself as he has to wait for his dom’s next move. He loves the vulnerability of being fully clothed except for his cock and balls out on display.

Giallo trails a finger down the seam of his balls, slowly enough to elicit a desperate whimper from him. They stroke his cock from the base all the way to the tip and place a feather light kiss there.

“Mmh!” Dex whines, “Please!”

“‘Please’ what, darling?” They wrap their hand around his throbbing shaft. 

He whimpers.

“Use your words.”

“Plea- please make me cum, boss?”

Usually, Giallo edges him for a much longer time- trains him in self-control and makes sure he learns patience and obedience. But right now, this was his reward for being good.

“You were a good boy.” They start pumping his cock faster in their hand, giving him the friction that he needs. “You deserve to cum, my little darling.”

Dex moans and it’s so needy even to his own ears. His cock twitches within their grasp. “Tha-ahh-thank you, s-sir.” 

They swirl their tongue in tight circles on his dickhead before taking him deep into their mouth. 

Dex whines and tries to thrust. He holds back just enough to behave himself.

Soon, Giallo feels him pulsing and he cums in their mouth. Some of his cum spills out onto their lips. Dex gasps and relaxes. He’s slouched in the chair like the satisfied sub he is.

“Did you like your reward, darling?”

“Yes, so much! May I taste you now, sir?”

Giallo smirks. “Nothing would please me more.” 

The pair switches places. Dex happily kneels on the kitchen floor, while Giallo strips off their clothes. They sit in the chair and man-spread, just like Dex did.

“Go on, darling Dex,” they offer their permission again.

Dex licks his lips and kisses their mound. He delves into the main event, always wanting to reach the exact center, always going for the clit with narrow precision.

Giallo bucks their hips and moans. They thread their fingers in his blond hair, keeping his head buried between their thighs.

“That’s it, good boy…ah…yes…” Giallo praises him. They distractedly lean down to pat his perfect ass, distract him from his task out of the fun of it. Dex moans from the distractions. But it doesn’t take long before Dex’s mouth glistens wet with their cum. His cock engorges again.

Giallo catches their breath. “You did so well, my darling.” They pet him and wipe his mouth for him. “Go strip down and wait for me in bed. I have another reward for you.”

“Yes, sir.” He’s already stripping off his clothes as he rushes to the bedroom. Giallo has to chuckle at that.

Giallo doesn’t keep him waiting long. They join him in the large bed, and then surprise him with soft handcuffs to ensure he keeps his hands to himself for a while.

WIth his wrists cuffed, his muscular form made vulnerable and pliant, Dex pleads, “Please, please fuck me, sir!” 

They gently stroke his face. “Aw, you know I can’t resist hearing you beg like that.”

He bites his lip in anticipation as Giallo aligns their cunt with his hard dick. The pair moans as they fully connect, his cock fully sheathed inside them.

“Good boy, Dex,” they praise and ride him like a fuck toy. “You’re taking me so well, darling.” Their gorgeous ass smacks down on his groin in a haphazard rhythm. 

Dex gives a pleasured moan in response. He wants to grab their hips and thrust, but at the same time, loves that he can’t. Giallo is in complete control of the friction on his cock and he gladly takes what he’s given.

Soon, his balls tighten in that tantalizing way and he behaves just long enough for Giallo to cum first. As they milk his cock in tight contractions- he can’t hold back. 

“Oh fuck, sir- I’m gonna cum!”

“Cum inside me, darling.” Giallo permits him as he’s already pulsing inside them.

Dex is vocal and greedy as he finishes with loud moans. He relaxes into the bed afterwards, thoroughly satisfied and rewarded.

“You were so good, Dex,” Giallo praises and kisses him. “Such a good boy.”

[glorybeat]

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[boykingscourt]

SAM WINCHESTER | SUPERNATURAL 9.19 - ALEX ANNIE ALEXIS ANN

[parkayquarts]

"what if someone regrets transitioning" if you are 18 or over in free country usa you can walk into any tattoo parlor and ask for a tattoo that will be on your body forever and ever and ever and they will give it to you with the understanding that if you dont like the result or you regret it later that's your fucking problem and not theirs

[kaizsche]

WILSON BETHEL as SHANE MAGUIRE UNTAMED: S1E4—Gold Rush for @hearsaygoose

[apricops]

*trying to pitch public transportation to Americans* it’s like a legal form of texting while driving

[anistarrose]

if you are a parent, or may become one, or you are otherwise likely to arrive in the situation of caring for a child while they eat, promise me this: if a child doesn't like a certain food or food group, you will ask them WHY. and specifically, you will pay attention to either confirming or ruling out "it makes my mouth itch" or "it makes my stomach hurt," both of which are medically important info that children may not provide unprompted. which i know because this PSA has been brought to you by "i spent my entire childhood and much of my early teens eating peas and lentils while wondering why everyone else liked the Violently Itchy Mouth Sensation so much, like were they a bunch of legume masochists or something, before i finally realized that Violently Itchy Mouth Sensation was in fact a sinister demon appearing only to me, and her true demonic name was: Legume Allergy"

[hypotenussy]

the number 1 rule of fanfic is have fun and be yourself. the number 2 rule is the average healthy adult male can lose roughly 2 liters of blood before dying.

[thecharmingquirksofothers]

incredible prev tags

[keplercryptids]

hey, it's okay if the only thing you did for pride was exist. i'm glad & grateful you are in the world. your survival is a celebration.

[thepeacefulgarden]

[lamiafemme]

You really start to understand that the “angry black woman” and “mean lesbian” stereotype only exists to shame us for the fact we get reasonably upset about people wanting to horrifically abuse us indiscriminately. Let’s get meaner !

[indouscurse]

you have to consciously unlearn racism and continue to watch for it because it will come out without realizing. because so much of society is structured around it. shrugging and going "i dont care" or "i dont know how else to say it" means you are okay with being racist and hurting other people with how much you dont give a shit about them.

[redstonedust]

i could never handle being a popular showrunner/writer/creator with a fandom because i know id go read fanfiction about my own characters and have to be physically held back from posting "you guys really think [blorbo] is a top??" on main

[aorish-deactivated20251222]

Recent discourse reminds me of that cult indoctrination trick that's often used to weed out more difficult marks early on, where they tell you all that you aren't allowed to eat rice on Tuesdays and then if you protest they go "wow SOMEBODY likes rice a little much huh" as if you're the fucking weirdo who cares too much about how much rice is consumed between Monday and Wednesday instead of them.

And this forces you to decide whether your autonomy matters to you more than the approval of the group - while they'll still act like you're on thin ice either way, if you give in at this point they know you're theirs forever, because now they've established a foothold, you've shown a moral weakness, which they will brand you with so it can be used against you in the future ("hey RICE-addict here doesn't want help break into the city records office") to force you to double-down and isolate you further.

And if instead you do decide to push back further, after your abrupt departure from the group ("You're seriously leaving us over RICE?!? Seriously?") and subsequent ostracism, you can then be used as a demonstration to the others who were more pliable, of how the outgroup is full of people like you who are obsessed with violating the No-Tuesday-Rice rule to the point where they'll abandon all their friends, who cared so much for them, so it clearly isn't an arbitrary restriction, you're the kind of monster these rules are intended to protect them from, thus all the other wise and esoteric precepts of the charismatic leader are implied to be equally justified.

[doomhamster]

This isn't just for cults either! Shitty partners, bosses, friends - they all do variants of this where if you kick back the first time they make an unreasonable request, it proves you weren't ever committed since you'd let such a small thing ruin everything. And of course, if it's the third or the tenth unreasonable thing they ask of you, it's SUCH A SMALL THING to be a deal-breaker at this late point in your relationship!