I need you to write that nasty fic idea for Corey because it was *A+* and also drop that audio >.>
Ok I should have known someone was gonna want me to do this. Thank you anon for being an excuse to write this because let's be honest, I'm the one who wanted this originally. I just wanted you all to enable me into committing 😂
For those asking, the audio I'm basing this off of has its own little plot so I'm not using it as a guide, just inspiration I guess, but link to the audio is here. Uhhh yeah mind the tags ok? 😅 this was written in one go with no editing so excuse any typos.
Pairing: Corey Cunningham x Fdom!Reader (its implied with mommy kink but I dont think reader's gender is specified anywhere. tagging as f reader just to be same tho)
Warnings: smut, Fdom x msub, pegging, lots of mommy usage, talk of mpreg but it's not what you think, naughty words I guess
Word Count: 1202
No minors for the love of all that is holy!!!
Sometimes you almost pitied him. The way he'd cling to you like a lost puppy. So desperate for your attention and kindness. You didn't want to take advantage of his hard life, you knew he had struggled socially even before the accident but now... He had such a hard time both in public and at home.
You wanted to dote on him every chance you got. He deserved it. But he made it difficult by wanting to always dote on you. Corey thought his life was over after that night. Everywhere he went, eyes glared. Mouths hissed in whispered hatred. Everyone in this town hated him and he knew it. But not you. Somehow, you saw past everything. You knew about him and you didn't care. Corey felt he didn't deserve you, you were too angelic. And he wanted to make you know how much he appreciated you every second of the day.
But you wanted to turn it back on him now.
You felt his face turning beet red against your skin. Corey was sat on your lap, legs straddling yours as you worked your lips along his jawline. Your hands grabbed fistfuls of his ass and you grinned at the breathless whimper he let slip out.
"P-please.." he breathed out, and he wasn't sure what exactly he was even asking for.
"Use your words baby. What do you want?"
His face flushed again, the words in his head almost too naughty to voice. You decided to force them out of him by rolling your hips up into his, feeling his erection grind against your belly and he shuddered at the sensation. The strap on lashed to you, however, was gently prodding his ass with every movement of your body.
"Touch me more..." Was all Corey could say, his head dropping to your shoulder as he felt his cock twitch in his pants. The wet stain on the front of his jeans becoming more and more uncomfortable.
"Does my good boy want me to make him feel good?" You cooed. He only nodded in reply. You weaved your hand into the curls of his hair, slowly angling his head back to look at his face.
You had only been making out and grinding against one another for a little but he was already flushed and disheveled like you'd run him through the ringer. His eyes glazed over in lust, lips opened for small pants of air. He was a sight and he had no idea how much it stirred feelings within you.
You leaned forward and pressed a deep kiss to his lips. Corey immediately moaned and opened his mouth, his tongue flicking out against your mouth, wanting your own to come and invade. You followed his wishes and let your tongue dance across his, the feeling sending another shiver through Corey and more moans and whimpers began to fly. He whined when you tugged his hair to break the kiss.
"On the bed baby." You gave his ass another light squeeze before letting him free to get off you. He almost seemed loathe to peel his body from yours but he knew even more was coming and quickly did as you said.
Under your intense gaze Corey shed his clothes as fast as his shaking hands would let him before all but flinging himself down on the bed, the wood squeaking in protest.
You walked up and stood between his spread legs, trailing your fingers in delicate touches up his thighs causing his legs to quiver in excitement.
"Please!" Corey begged again, more desperate this time than he'd plead before.
"Tell me baby, what do you want?" You asked him again.
Corey's eyes locked onto you and the intensity of it nearly knocked your breath from your lungs. His brown eyes always held a smouldering ember deep in them, like the flame of his passion had been quenched but not extinguished by the cruelty of Haddonfield. But in moments like these, the fire blazed bright. Roaring with lust, love, devotion, desire, something you could never fully label.
"Breed me." He said so confidently. All sense of nervousness and shyness gone in his want for you to claim him as yours.
You couldn't resist lunging forward to capture his lips in another kiss. Corey's hands wrapped around you, tugging your form to his as his hips bucked up of their own volition. He moaned loudly at the feeling of your strap brushing up against his throbbing cock.
Wordlessly you hurried to yank the bottle of lube off the table, smearing huge globs of it on your awaiting dildo. Corey nearly cried when your hands spread some over his hole, a finger slipping inside with ease making him jolt.
"I'm ready. Don't tease." He ground out behind clenched teeth.
With a smile you nodded and positioned yourself. Easing in slowly you whimpered yourself at the heavenly gasps escaping Corey. Every inch deeper you sunk into him, another loud cry sang out.
With a sigh, you felt yourself bottom out, Corey's quivering body beneath you. You gave him a moment to acclimate before giving an experimental thrust. You were gifted with a whine. How could you not do it again? Soon your hips were snapping against his in a steady rhythm. The walls of your bedroom echoing with the sounds of Corey's pleasure.
"Mmm... Mommy..." You heard a soft mumble and after it sank in what he'd said you paused. Corey's blissed out face scrunched in confusion as to why you'd stopped. Then realization dawned on him and his face flushed redder than you think you'd ever seen it before.
"I-I'm sorry... I don't know why I- oh FUCK!" Corey all but wailed when you tossed both his legs over your shoulders, leaned over on top of him, and began pounding away at the perfect angle.
"That's it. My good boy. Mommy's perfect boy." You panted out between thrusts. Your voice breathless in your own lust. Corey shook his head, your straps tip brushing that spot deep inside him sinfully made him see stars.
"God yes... Mommy please fuck me! Breed me!" You don't think you'd ever heard Corey so desperate before. His hands were fisting the sheets on either side of his head, thrown back in pleasure. You could tell from how much louder he was whining, he was about to reach his peak.
"You gonna cum for me sweet boy?" You purred, taking a hand and running it across a nipple on its way up to cup his cheek and force him to look in your eyes. His own eyes opened and you could see the sparkling of tears lighting his eyelashes.
"Mommy... Fuck a baby into me! Ahh!" Corey's own words sent him into his bliss. His back arched off the bed, as much as your mating press would allow him to, cum spurting across his belly as a shuddering wail reverberated the walls.
You weren't sure how much time had passed before he finally came down from his orgasm. His eyes were unfocused as the gazed up at you with utmost love and worship. You bent down to kiss the remnants of his tears away.
yandere!shigaraki, who worshipped you. who kissed the ground that you walked upon, who sang praises at your altar, who sacrificed anyone for you. he wanted to own you- no, he wanted to be you. his wanted to peel your skin back and crawl inside. he wanted to see all the blood, bones, and tendons that made up your perfect body. he wanted to be one with you, to live inside you and be embraced by your never ending warmth. his pitiful inferiority makes him seethe with self loathing, but goddammit, he fucking needed you. you were his goddess, his religion, his salvation. all his crimes, all his sins, all the blood on his hands, washed away with just one caress. the hunger satiated, the pain soothed, you were the key to everything. you were his one and only path to righteousness, and he’d walk it until his feet bled and his body decayed.
yandere!dabi, who knows you like he knows the back of his hand. the late nights spent watching you through your window, following you home to make sure you got there safely, he’s memorized your schedule, every odd habit you have, all the intimate moments when you think no ones around. in a way, he realizes he’s already fallen in love with you, despite not ever having said a word to you. as he watches the rise and fall of your chest, eyes closed and breathing even, he realizes with a pounding heart that you make him want to be saved. part of him is disgusted, desperately trying to remember why he started down this path. but a much larger, much stronger part of him knows that if you’d asked him to, he’d give it all up; the fighting, the hiding in the shadows, being the big bad monster. your eyebrow furrows for a second as you release a tired groan. you fuss in your sleep, and he’s struck with the epiphany that the depth of his feelings for you terrifies him. it makes him want to claw his eyes out, rip his heart from his body and crush it between his fingers for betraying him. he wants to destroy the world around him so you have no choice but to come to him. he brushes your hair from your face, and it takes everything in him to swallow those feelings down.
yandere!hawks, who just wants someone to love him for who he is. just wants someone to see him as keigo takami and not pro-hero hawks. wants someone to hold him, to touch him gently with no ulterior motives or ill intentions. wants unconditional, unbridled love; true love. he’s never felt it, in himself or in anyone else, the commission never would’ve allowed him to feel anything that they didn’t approve of. but if he was being honest with himself, he never knew what he was missing until he met you. you, who was kind to everyone and everything without expecting anything in return. he knew you could give him what he needed, craved. he knew your gentle caress could smooth over his rough edges, knew the sound of your voice would drown out the horrible thoughts in his head. he knew that with you by his side, he’d be untouchable to the world around him. nothing could stop him; not the commission, or the world, or even god himself could hold keigo back from loosing himself in you.
If you are in a red state, your state either has an abortion ban in place or is rated by the Guttmacher Institute as likely to enact a ban. Your focus should be on protecting yourself and others who need abortions.
stop using electronic period tracking apps or software
educate yourself and others about pregnancy prevention and join groups that are making preventative birth control more accessible
learn the nearest and most accessible routes to states where you and your loved ones can access abortion
contribute to mutual aid funds to help transport people over state lines if they are in need of abortion
consider joining The Satanic Temple so you can claim protections under the Religious Abortion Ritual if you are prosecuted for obtaining an abortion
keep a stock of by-mail abortion pills for yourself and/or others who may need them (you may need to travel out of state to obtain them)
form community provider networks and see if you or someone you know can be trained to use manual vacuum aspiration kits or a Del-Em
all of the above should be done in complete secrecy using verbal communication, end-to-end encrypted apps such as Signal, or a VPN
If you are in a yellow state, you currently have constitutional abortion protections but they are in jeopardy. Get active in local political groups NOW to fight back against constitutional amendments to ban abortion. Your focus should be purely on political action.
If you are in Michigan, you currently have a ban in place which is being challenged, and your governor is working to add abortion protections into the Michigan state constitution. Your focus should be on supporting the work that is currently under way.
If you are in a green state, your state has constitutional protections for abortion that are unlikely to be challenged. Your focus should be on helping others to enter your state for abortion care.
connect with abortion access groups such as Aid Access, Abortion on Demand, the National Network of Abortion Funds, or Just The Pill
volunteer to help people enter your state for abortion care, either with transportation help or letting someone crash on your couch
if you live in a green state with no current or predicted primary routes from other states for abortion access, you can focus your efforts on supporting political action in other areas
If you are in a purple state, your state currently has no constitutional protections for abortion but is unlikely to implement a ban. You have two focuses: pushing for constitutional protections AND helping others to enter your state for abortion care (see green state list).
These garage doors aren't just for looks - they are fully functional doors with custom animations! They function just like most doors in the game, but with custom animations and sound effects! As your sim walks through them they will automatically open/close and also have all the typical locking options.
But it gets even better - these doors are also storage so your sims can store items directly in the door's inventory! Consumable items that are stored in the door will decay slower than in the world.
These are base game compatible, but if you have City Living there are 20 additional swatches. The base game versions come in plain colors including some "worn" looking styles that would look good for a R2R challenge. The download includes both versions, but the CL ones will only be visible if you have that pack installed.
Out now for patrons with a public release on April 9th!
This is a beautiful graphic but it doesn’t explain the pros and cons of each fire type.
The Swedish torch is good for an efficient and contained fire, it’s controlled and good for cooking over and produces less light and heat than other fires. It can be difficult to keep going once you burn through the original log
The teepee is your traditional campfire. Good for heat and light not great for cooking, burns through fuel fairly quickly
The star fire is one of the slowest burning and not well protected but provides an even heat good for slow cooking and is excellent if you have limited fuel and need the protection a fire can provide
The lean to is a compact and efficient fire that evolves into a dense and hot bed of coals. The structure creates a good source of air flow which can help damp wood burn. A slightly better cooking fire that isn’t as bright. It also provides protection from wind on one side
The platform fire is incredibly hot and will create a very thick bed of coals but it doesn’t have a lot of air flow and is a little harder to get started.
The log cabin is big and bright and has lots of air flow which again is good for damp logs. You can also use this structure to start a smaller fire in the middle while drying out bigger logs. This fire will crumble into a messier bed of coals that don’t produce particularly even heat for cooking.
The modified leanto is excellent if you need it to perform multiple functions. The side with more fuel will burn bright and hot and the side with less fuel will burn less hot but more evenly and controlled, this gives you different cooking options.
[Images: Infographics for seven ways to build a good campfire, made by Rolling Fox. End ID.]
I’ve taken the liberty of turning @bear–hearted’s descriptions of the uses for these various campfire types into its own infographic, so it’d be easier for me to keep all the information in one place on my computer. Here it is for anyone else who likes to save infographics! The text is almost 100% copied word-for-word from above, with only minor tweaks, such as capitalizing and underlining the campfire setup names for ease of finding them.
Ok ok so panty theif Bakugo influencing Kiri to do the same, and thus Pervy Kiri is born. Though more secretive, he enjoys the thrill.
You know pervy panty thief Kiri is my favourite. Here’s a few thirst posts 👀
One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six.
And this fic with Kirishima, Bakugou and Shinsou here.
Just imagining that moment where Kirishima catches Bakugou in the act of stealing your panties, watching the way he shamelessly leaves your room with a frilly, obnoxious pink pair in his hands as he gives his friend a smug smirk, “I do it all the time, she never notices.” He held up the pair like a trophy, a smug smile on his face as he walked straight past Kirishima.
Wait? He did this all the time? And you let him? Unless you didn’t know... and he’d never been caught- was it that easy?
“Better hurry the fuck up if you want a pair, shitty hair. She’ll be out of the shower soon.”
Was Bakugou really suggesting he— he couldn’t, could he?
Immediately going against his better judgement Kirishima found himself slipping inside your bedroom, his red eyes immediately gravitating towards the clothes hamper that sat in the corner of your room. Did Bakugou take dirty ones too? Or clean. Not that it mattered, Kirishima already found exactly what he was looking for. A pretty looking satin pair that peeked out from the other clothes in the hamper. It was like fate. A shining light on the pair as though indicating he’d won the lottery. Quickly pulling them out and shoving them into the pocket of his sweats he slipped from your bedroom.
When Kirishima made it back to the safety of his room he pulled out his prize. Thumbing the fabric as he caught sight of the darkened stain against the satin, a low groan leaving his lips. Instantly bringing the fabric up to his nose to inhale the scent. Already feeling his cock stir beneath his sweats as he imagined what you looked like in the racy underwear. Trying to think about how your sweet little pussy looked beneath the fabric, and what you had to have been thinking about to stain it with your slick. Tentatively slipping his tongue out to lap at the fabric as he moved his other hand down to palm himself. God, he wanted to taste you so fucking bad. Thinking about the way you’d look while he was buried between your thighs, the sinful sounds he’d be able to pull from your lips.
Instantly tugging his sweats down to free his aching cock, pre oozing from the top as he wrapped a thick hand around his length, the panties held tightly between his palm and his girth. The fabric felt so soft against his skin, is this how you felt when you wore them? Giving himself a few sloppy tugs before he held the material between his thumbs, tugging it to test its elasticity before moving to pull it up his thick, muscular thighs.
His leaking cock poking out the top of the sheer satin as his balls slipped out the side. The fabric barely able to conceal him, but it felt so good. So lewd. Knowing that your sloppy little pussy had been wearing these moments earlier. That you may have touched yourself in them and now he was wearing them.
Kirishima starts to get off on wearing your panties around you, listening to you talk about how another pair have gone missing and the dryer must have eaten them again. Talking about the new pairs that you just had to buy that were expensive that Kirishima is already thinking about stealing.
to say this build is a beast would be an understatement. i started it in 2020 thinking i wanted a more messy, lively school for storytelling & that’s what we’ve got! the lot is very heavy on clutter & cc, depending on how your game runs if you are looking for a smoother experience i would remove deco sims as there are a lot of them & they are high poly items, deco sims are in a separate folder for convenience.
below includes a bit of info for the lot, prior to placing it you will want to make sure bb.moveobjects is on. for the download, i have a master doc of my lots available here! as always, please do not reupload/claim or hide behind ads. i would love to see photos if you’d like to tag me, i hope you all enjoy henford high!
CHARACTER(S)– ken ryuguji, baji keisuke, ran haitani, rindou haitani, takemichi hanagaki
CONTAINS– fem!reader, fingering, exhibition, face fucking, creampie, readers a cheerleader & the principal’s daughter, semi public sex: school parking lot, baji being a mommas boy & an asshole </3, masturbating (m), degrading, baji calls you a bitch, takemichi being a perv <//3, implied non-con recording, school girl outfitsss, i uh-south & wakasa being fucking teachers💀, humiliation, orgy. word count: 1.5k
AUTHORS NOTE– just headcanons of ya’ll doing sexual activities around the schools campus… how fun! also new fic layout, kinda hate it but whatever at this point. and this isn’t proof read and i’m pretty sure i tagged everything lemme know if i missed something :( oh - ps … everyone’s aged up
TAGGING– @kineren @sanosexual :,)
MASTERLIST 𖥻 MINORS DNI
# KEN RYUGUJI !
+ “think it’s cute suckin’ that stupid lollipop like that in front of me? laughin’ all loud with your dumbass friends,”
+ all you did was stare at him for a quick moment from the back of the class while sucking on your sweet cherry flavored candy! how were you supposed to know ken would start spamming you with texts in the middle of your teachers lesson, telling you to lie and ask to use the bathroom asap or else you wouldn’t be able to walk for a week straight.
+ “you wanna suck on a damn lollipop? don’t worry, i’ll give ya somethin’ to suck on, somethin’ much better,”
+ draken takes his heavy cock between his hands, slapping it against your face a few times, your tongue lolling out as you feel yourself become a puddle beneath you.
+ he grabs hold of the back of your head, his thick length entering your salvated mouth, jaw suffering as you try to take his massive size.
+ with his balls resting against your chin, you lift up your hand to hold the rest of his shaft, attempting to stroke him as you gag every time he brushes the back of your throat with his tip.
+ kens groans grow louder every time you moan around his cock, the vibrations triggering his orgasm.
+ the words ‘take it take it’ are being repeated off his tongue as he continues to fuck your wet mouth while filling your throat up with his warm seed. it’s too much for you to take in all at once, your tears mixing in with the cum that trickled down from the corners of your lips.
+ “actin’ like a cockhungry slut in class. swallow every drop and show me,”
# BAJI KEISUKE !
+ “thought you were a smart girl. but i got an A- because of you when i said i wanted an A+. shit got my mom pissed off,”
+ you should be fucking lucky baji brought you to that one staircase in your campus that’s always ignored and empty to fuck your brains out before lunchtime.
+ with every punishingly hard thrust he pounds into you has you bumping forward, hitting your stomach on the metal railing you held onto for support, his swollen tip hammering your sweet spot repeatedly.
+ “b-baji please! ‘wanna cum so bad… please lemme!”
+ heavy tears welled up into your glossy eyes as you stutter out, begging for permission to cum with a dazy head.
+ “you’re funny if you think i’m lettin’ you cum. but you know- fuck- you know what…your projects lookin’ real nice, think it’s missin’ a little something,”
+ gasping at those familiar words, you feel a low groan escape bajis parted lips while he pulls his throbbing cock out of your hole. with a puzzled expression drawn on your burning face, you look behind your shoulder to see keisuke swiftly jerking himself over your history project you wasted your hard time and sweat on for the last three weeks– milky ribbons of his seed splattering all over it as he chuckles at his cruel action.
+ “have fun presenting this shit in front of the class, bitch. what excuse are ya gonna give this time, huh?”
# TAKEMICHI HANAGAKI !
+ “mr. terano! can i please use the restroom? it’s an emergency,”
+ sure, call it an emergency, ‘michi. an emergency to jack off in a stall in the boys restroom to a photo he himself snapped of you bent over picking up his pencil that accidentally kept falling in the direction of your desk.
+ and to his luck, the third floor bathroom’s all empty, so he can make as much noise as he wants.
+ shorts distorted at his ankles, his precum stained boxers sit low at his hips as he spits into his palm before giving his hard cock clumsy strokes until he quickens his pace.
+ phone in one hand, he’s zooming in into the picture to where your ass was– getting a clearer look at your cute lace panties you wore under your teasingly low school skirt to which he used his poor imagination to visualize them off your body.
+ soft sets of whines and moans echo through the empty bathroom, blending in with the wettish sounds of him fisting his length, sweat forging onto his forehead as he clutches his free hand around his phone before banging the plastic toilet paper dispenser beside him, bottom lip tucking in between his teeth to remain himself from being so vocal.
+ ‘michis face grows hotter, squeezing himself harder with his eyes shut tight, picturing it’s your tight cunt clenching around him and giving him this sinning pleasure.
+ your names tripping off his tongue a million times until he starts babbling nonsense as he shoots his load onto the stalls door– cluttered spatters of his cum layering the flat surface wishing it was your pretty face he got to paint.
# RINDOU HAITANI !
+ “princess couldn’t wait till after the game, huh? jus’ had to get fucked before she goes out there to cheer,”
+ the slippery surface of rindous cars hood had your fingers gliding all over it, leaving visible patterns of your fingerprint smudges along the bonnet.
+ you two should be ashamed of yourselves… fucking out in the open air at your high schools parking lot for anyone to see. so what if this was the staff side of the parking? doesn’t make things better. at all, actually.
+ “g-god please rin… s-slow down, gonna cum!”
+ rindou’s grunting at the feeling of his cock dragging in and out of your tight hole, moaning out numerous curses breathily, his nails digging into the exposed skin of your hips, and your cunt sucking him in so well, almost like you were made just for him.
+ he knew he hit your sweet spot once he heard that porn-worthy moan of yours you do every time his sensitive tip gazes your cervix.
+“oi! shut up– you’re fuckin’ loud. gonna get us caught, but you want that don’t ya. want everyone to see
+ with a few more strained moans that pull from your throat, you’re creaming a mess all around him, eyes hitting the back of your head as you pant, feeling you your thighs burn and wobble.
+ and in a matter of seconds, your velvety walls are soon filled up nice and full with his thick cum, seeping out to drip down your inner thighs.
+ “i’ll be taking these panties for later. so get goin’, hope your little pussy starts leaking while you’re out there cheerin’ and shit for everyone to see.”
# RAN HAITANI !
+ “ay, mr. imaushi! y/n here wants to read this page, let her will ya?”
+ eyes gaping out in a flash, your shaky hand reaches down to rans wrist, striving to pull his fingers that were practically splitting your hole open out of you, attempting to squeeze your thighs together.
+ but rans fast– his free hand hitting yours away with a quick smack as he holds in a wicked laugh.
+ all you do is stare blankly at the words from your textbook that was set in front of you, praying for something inconvinent to happen so your teacher can move his attention from you. do you know which paragraph you're supposed to be on? are you on the right page? is this even the right fucking textbook?
+ “something the matter, y/n? can you not find the page we’re on?”
+ rans pace quickens purposely to see you struggling and embarrassed, his long fingers curving inside your convulsing cunt, fucking you with his digits as the tapping of your feet began to speed up, fighting the urge not to grind your lower bottom against them.
+ “yeah, y/n, what’s wrong? looks like you’re on the right page. ‘think you might need a pair of glasses or something,”
+ your face was on fire, feeling every students stares fixed on the two of you. you’re pinching rans thigh initiating him to quit it, but he kicks your foot with small force before scooting in closer to his desk with a stupid smirk curved up onto his lips.
+ ran had you so far on edge, all you could do was stutter under your breath and ignore making any eye contact with your teacher, who’s standing in front of you letting out a deep disappointed sigh.
+ “okay-no need to be rude, ran. and y/n, stay after class for me, alright? your recent behaviors have been very concerning.”
+ and after your teacher walks off and your classmates get over staring at you two, rans savage laugh rings through your ears, turning your head quickly to see move his free hand lifting up to his face, bringing it over his thin lips as his index and middle finger form in a ‘V’ shape before sticking out his tongue and licking the air in a lewd manner– keeping that damn smirk plastered on his face.
# ALL OF THEM !
+ “spread her open, ‘michi. lemme get a good look at that pussy,”
+ takemichi does as draken says, pulling your frail legs up and spreading them far apart with your knees poking your chest, your back staying plunged against his firm torso. draken gets closer to your fuck out state, bringing his phone closer to capture the sinning view of your oozing cunt– all the mixtures of their loads dripping down to stain the bedsheets.
+ “what’da guys think the principle will say if we show this at tomorrow’s assembly? show the whole school how his precious daughter gets her cute uniform dirty and takes seven cocks in one night,”
+ they’re foul laughs crowd your bedroom as you sniff up your runny nose, a sulky pout pulling on your pretty face before you’re turning your head away from the phone.
+ “shiiit, sounds like a great idea, ran. n’ let her tell everyone how much she loves whoring herself out, too.”
+ ‘michi drops your legs before fixing his posture to sit both of you up straight, his fingers playing around with your precious folds before laying harsh slaps on your puffy clit.
+ “repeat after me, baby. say, ‘daddy raised a big’ol slut who likes to whore her cunt out’ and how ‘bout you squeeze your tits for ‘em- yeah, just like that,”
+ draken hovered over you, his phone now inches away from your hapless face, filming the absolute wreck that you were before you repeat bajis words to his phone.
+ “m-my daddy raised a big’ol slut..who likes to whore her cunt out”
✿ You and Touya parted on bad terms. Six years later, he spots you visiting his father, a red-headed kid in tow. He’s determined to find out what you’ve been up to while he’s been gone.
Touya x Fem!Reader
✿ Single parent
Updated Tuesdays and Fridays, any times indicated are in PST
Overall themes of angst. If you’ve read any of my other work, angst with a happy ending is my usual MO. Warnings marked at the beginning of applicable chapters: violence, child loss, implied drug use
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