#brat things

[feral-snow-fairy]

Be a good boy and rest your head here, so I can pet your head and tell you what a wonderful pretty little thing you are.

[kissandtellus]

Pls pls pls write a brat tamer sylus fic with mc calling him daddy and some spanking at the start🙏🙏🙏

A Bullet a Day

Synopsis: Being bratty was one of Sylus’ biggest pet-peeves. But you know what was worse? Ignoring ‘doctor’s orders’.

Warnings: Mention of being wounded, Spanking, Degradation, Choking, voyeurism , brief mention of our face Doc.

Sylus had dealt with some of the cruelest, most evil, dangerous criminals as the Leader of Onychinus.

But nothing, nothing made him break his cool faster than the bratty girl bent over his lap.

Her ass was raw and red, tears springing to the corners of her eyes as he lounged in his leather armchair. He had lose count of how many seats he landed on her ass after 30. His phone was tucked into his cheek and shoulder, his fingers drawing shapes into her sensitive flesh.

“P-please Sy-“

“Silence.”

Thwack!

That tone sounded almost bored. MC choked back her sob, biting her bottom lip. She had pissed him off again, it wasn’t entirely her fault this time.

Sure, she took a bullet in the arm for him, but that wasn’t TOTALLY her fault!

But Sylus didn’t see it that way. The conversation on the phone had something to do with a shipment that had went missing in the N109 Zone. But MC was trying to ignore how the blood rushed to her skull from being folded across his lap.

He ended the call with a less than kind response. His phone was tossed somewhere on the side-table. His strong fingers tangled in the hair near the nape of her neck, wrenching her head back so he could lean down next to it.

“How does your arm feel now, Kitten?” In truth, her arm barely ached. Being the girlfriend of the Leader of one of the most dangerous organizations this side of Deepspace, had its medical perks.

So when she sniffled and she tried to give him her best puppy-eyes, he clicked his tongue.

“You can take a bullet shredding your flesh but you can’t take 50 spanks? You’re so pathetic.”

Sylus release her hair, letting her tip forward. She barely managed to catch herself on her hands and knees between his legs. Sylus was quick to grab her throat, guiding her lolling head against his muscular thigh that was bulging through his dark dress pants.

“Do you want to make it up to me?” His thumb stroked her trembling lower lip.

“Y-Yes! Yes I’ll be s’good Daddy!”Sylus bit back his chuckle. He wasn’t sure she had been good in her entire fucking life.

Sylus tsk’d down at that sweet face, lounging back in his chair. “Use that pretty mouth for something other than ‘bitching’, yeah?”

She didn’t need to be asked twice. She reached out for his bulge but Sylus let out a sharp whistle, a sound he had trained her to snap to attention for.

“No hands.”

Was he for real?

MC chewed her bottom lip before leaning forward. She gently grasped the edge of the fabric around the metal button, jerking her head quickly to pull the fabric away. Then with a delicate bite, she unzipped his pants, eyes never leaving his crimson orbs as she slid it down.

Sylus took pity on her enough to pull his aching length from his pants. The pure size alone never failed to make MC blush.

Many of Sylus’ enemies talked about the huge balls he had for many of the heist he pulled off.

They were wrong.

He had a huge dick.

A dick that was tracing wet precum across MC’s cheek. The pre-cum covered tip left a slimy snail trail under her mascara lines.

“Open up, Kitten. Nice and wide-good girl~.” He praised, tapping the leaking head once, twice-before pushing into her warm mouth. “Biggg stretch, Little One.”

Big stretch was an understatement. The burn from his cock filling her throat made MC tear up. Sylus had trained her well. With just a little resistance, he was snug in her throat. Her nose nestled against the neatly trimmed white pubic hair at the base.

Sylus held her head there, finger tracing over the bandage over her arm. “Now, you’ll stay right like this. Breathe through your nose. I have to make a call to your doctor.”

He grabbed his phone again, ignoring her frantic gags and choke.

“What was his name again? Oh, Dr. Zayne.”

[theghostofjayne]

pretty little sub who smiles up at you and giggles when you hit them

[prettygiirrll]

Guys why am I always so inactive💔

[behindthelensqueen]

soft skin, bad intentions, and a little too much confidence today 😌 happy titty Tuesday 🤎

[feral-snow-fairy]

"It never matters what bra size you buy, your tits are always trying to escape. But fuck do I love when they're pushed up like this."

- Ex boyfriend describing the fact that my tits never seem to enjoy being caged during the days.

[button-up-blouse]

[universesweetheart]

Damn Brat (Dazai x Reader)

Kinktober Day 17: Brat Tamer I headcanon that dazai has moods where he gets really mean and sadistic during sex (inspired by my crush calling me a brat) My works: enjoy Bye now - Mars ♡

You opened the door and stepped inside the apartment, your boyfriend following behind you. He kicks the door close with his foot, caging you up against the wall.

“All day,” he says quietly, “all day you’ve been ignoring me, being a brat and teasing me” he accuses

You look at Osamu with a clueless look on your face, whilst you were guilty, you weren’t about to back down. Was it petty? Yes. Did you care? No.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, Dazai”

“Osamu” he corrects you instantly

You stare at your boyfriend, amusement gleaming in your eyes, “Today was a busy day for me”

He wraps his fingers around your neck, not squeezing just holding firmly. “Behave, and tell me what you want” he says sternly.

“...I want you” you whisper, holding his intense gaze with one of your own.

“You have me”

“Osam-” 

Osamu sweeps you up in a quick fluid motion, carrying you to your shared bedroom. He drops you onto the bed, making you bounce on the mattress.

Dazai leans over you and cages you in, you smile up at him, the only thing your eyes gave away was the sheer mischief you were plotting.

And god, Dazai was not in the mood tonight. He was angry and worked up, you ignoring him throughout the day brought up old wounds he did NOT wish to address at this moment. 

He grips your face, “Let me hear the safe words” he commands,

“Stop, pineapples”

“Action”

You tap him two times

“Good girl” he slaps you softly, flipping you over and tugging off your clothes. He slaps your ass when he sees the slick between your folds, messy and smeared all over your pussy.

“Nasty slut” he spits down onto your pussy, using his fingers and mixing his spit and your slick, dipping his fingers into your soaking pussy. He pumps his fingers into you, stretching you out for his cock. 

Osamu spreads your cheeks and buries his face into your weeping pussy, eating you like he wants to devour your soul. It’s messy and his face is drenched, yet he laps at your cunt like a dog in heat.

When he finally slips his cock into your, your walls clamp down tightly around him to keep him buried inside of you. His grip on your love handles is bruising as he pounds you into the mattress. 

He pushes your head into the pillow, deepening your arch. Your moans are muffled by the pillow yet they’re needy and whiny all the same. 

He grabs your behind, slowly pushing his thumb into your ass as he keeps pounding into your pussy at an unforgiving pace.

Dazai feels you tighten around his cock and he slows down, you whine in frustration, slapping his hips as hard as your position allowed, it was futile.

“Brats don’t get to cum” he slips out of you, holding your ass spread open as he grinds his cock between your folds to get himself off. When he’s nearing his peak, he dips the bulbous tip of his delicious cock into your cunt.

In, out, in, out, in - and he’s shooting his load into your pussy as you cry out in frustration from having your orgasm stolen for you. 

“The night has just begun, little brat” he leans down and kisses your spine softly.