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humanitys-strongest-brat · 27 days

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This kills me every time, why did they put him in this unserious lil bandanna 😭

#levi ackerman #captain levi #attack on titan #aot #shingeki no kyojin #pookie coded #he is such a cutie #I would jump infront of a bus for him

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flametrashiraarchive · 10 months

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Douma Headcanons Part 3

I thought of more 😫

NSFW under the cut.

PART ONE | PART TWO

You discover the thrill of being hunted.

Douma likes to have you hide while he seeks you out, tiptoeing through the temple, honing his senses on you.

"Come on out, little pet... I promise not to bite too hard..."

"Awwh~ perhaps you ran away for good?" 🥺

You don't even dare to breathe. Your pulse is racing.

Some deep, primal instinct overrides your adoration of him.

You are prey and your predator is looking for you.

You can hear him pouting.

LOVES to sneak up on you in your hiding spot and get your heart pounding.

Sometimes he'll let you try to run from him.

You never know what he'll do when he catches you (and he always does.)

Sometimes he'll pounce on you, pin you down and tickle you until you beg him for mercy,

sometimes he'll pin you against the wall and fuck you as he sucks on your neck.

When he's not chasing you, fucking you, or generally being a little (6'2") gremlin, he likes to lie with his head on your chest or your stomach and just have you pet his hair.

He gets all soft and about as close to sleepy as demons get.

Bathes with you.

He has one of those enormous sexy basically-an-indoor-pool baths. Has it filled with rose petals for you and likes to pluck them off your wet body when you get out.

Kisses you as he washes your hair, and lathers his hands in soap to slip them over your skin.

He spends his life being doted on by his disciples, so he likes to do the same for you.

Baths almost always turn into bath sex.

Favorite position is the lotus. He likes to watch your face as he fucks you, and loves the feeling of you desperately riding his dick as you cling to his shoulders.

Will absolutely gossip with you about his disciples after they confess their sins to him.

Finds it hilarious and adorable that you're so hypnotized by his chest. Will let you squeeze them but be careful because his nipples ARE sensitive and he WILL want to fuck if they get too much attention.

He likes your titties too.

They're fun to play with.

Desperately wants to take you to the Infinity Castle and show you off. 😫 Muzan won't let him.

(Wants to bone you in every room there. Yes, he knows it's impossible. No, he's not going to quit wanting it.)

#kny douma #douma my beloved #i actually love him so much #yes i know #he is terrible #however #he is such a cutie #and i think i could change him #lol who am i kidding #i can't even change my sheets.#demon slayer douma #kimetsu no yaiba douma #douma smut #douma x you #douma

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petitesmafia · 7 months

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thinking about Chuuya getting an orange cat with a temperament similar to his— eg. it always hisses when Chuuya tries to cuddle with it but at night, when Chuuya's asleep, it goes and curls up next to him in bed ╥﹏╥

once Chuuya came home later than usual (bc work held him back), only to find his cat sitting at the front door extremely angry and Chuuya thought it was bc his cat was hungry but actually it was just worried and upset that its owner hadn't come home yet wahhh

also sometimes Chuuya brings his paperwork home and works really late into the night bc he wants to get it all done (especially if he's going away for a mission) and the moment he yawns his cat will jump onto the desk and flick off the light switch, sitting on his paperwork until he caves and goes to bed

#ena.hc #enarchive: chuuya #bungou stray dogs #chuuya #whenever i think of Chuuya having pets i feel emo like they would love Chuuya just as much as he loves them #someone on my og post mentioned the cat warming up to Dazai quickly and cuddling with him which i can totally see happening #but then the moment Chuuya goes “HAH?” with the slighest tone of displease his cat jolts up and starts hissing at Dazai too #this is based off that adorable cat i saw on tt that likes to scold ppl ;-;#he is such a cutie

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dearchose · 3 months

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It's been a long time since my last drawing that's not my comic ;-; oops.

Here is @blackstarchanx3new 's Dark Link feom his four sword comic. You should relly check it out if you haven't already!

I am in the mood of listening to depressing songs in repeat so I drew a sad scene. right now, I listen to "I love you" by Billie Eilish.

#zelda #legend of zelda #loz #zelda fanart #art #Dark Link #He is such a cutie

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betweenblackberrybranches · 6 months

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I love yourb art sm berry, berry you hearing me? berryb🥹🥹🥹🥹

You can have a kiss kiss fall in love from Buchecker (beechnut)<333 because you liked him so much

#my art #my oc #but really i loved your reaction #for my beloved moot<333 #hes Ecker for short #he is such a cutie

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comfort-clubhouse · 3 months

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I FRICKIN LOVE HIM AND LITERALLY EVERYTHING ABOUT THIS BABYGIRL❤️ HIM is literally the best in all of the Powerpuff Girls franchise. His design is both fabulous✨️and adorable, I love his mischievous, evil, villainous personality and his flamboyant voice is so adorable and... kinda hot💖! I really wanna hug this cutie and give em a load of kisses🥺💖

#comfort characters #comfort character #powerpuff girls #him #HE IS SUCH A CUTIE #the best villain of all #powerpuff girls him #ppg him #ppg #hehe :3 babygirl #the g.o.a.t of villains #THAT'S WHY HE'S THE GOAT!!! THE GOAT!!!#HE'S SO SILLY

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beingmes-blog · 1 year

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Why TF is he so cute

Just Freaking look at him he is God danm cute

@stanleykubricks @stuckyandlarrystuff @ssabriel @burningsheepcrown @boochhaan @bromance-minus-the-b @yehsahihai @obsessedtoafault @eenadu-varthalu @teddybat24 @rambheemlove @rambheemisgoated @ronaldofandom @randommultifandomstuff @hufhkbgg @meastradeur @mesimpleone @maraudersbitchesassemble @umbrulla @ladydarkey @lovingperfectionwonderland @doodlesofthelastpage @justahalfling @jrntrtitties @jeonmahi1864 @jjwolfesworld @vennilave @iam-siriuslysher-lokid @carminavulcana

#rrr #jr ntr #ram charan #charak #rambheem #baby girl #bheem #he is such a cutie

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systemserendipity · 5 months

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He is beauty, he is grace; his lil tongue stick out his face :P

This is Dumpster Cat. We found him on the streets of NYS by a fast food chain dumpster. Scooped him up and brought him home a while's away. He sat in our partner's lap the whole way :3

This first interaction purrfectly foreshadowed the cuddly personality he's now notorious for, with anybody that's met him.

I don't understand how people think cats don't have personalities, or that they deserve to be outside-only. This lil fella was patchy with mange, beyond skinny with malnourishment and infested with parasites. No one deserves that. He wasn't going to survive the winter for that matter.

Don't worry, we checked: no microchip. He's SO happy now. And thriving! Back to normal weight and coat, with a full bill of health. We're overjoyed to have him as part of our ragtag family. ♡♡♡

Here are some more pics of the boi :3

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flametrashiraarchive · 10 months

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You are the mistress of a house which proudly serves the demon slayer corps. Sanemi is a frequent visitor and likes to come to you for rough stress release... you're not supposed to catch feelings for him.

Content Guidance: NSFW. This story literally starts mid-bang. There is a bit of degradation and explicit sexual content.

Chapter One.

If you didn't know every bit of your anatomy before, fucking Sanemi Shinazugawa whenever he feels like it has definitely taught you. Over the past six months he's made damn sure that you know– and feel the ache in– every muscle in your body.

"Had enough?" He gasps against your spine as he pulls out of you and finishes on your ass for the second time this afternoon. His mouth is hot and vicious, leaving bruising kisses across your flesh.

"No." You twist your fists into the bed sheets as your aching pussy throbs needing his cock again. It's been a long time since you could pinpoint where one orgasm ended and the next began. It's all just one painfully pleasurable blur. You glance over your shoulder to meet the Wind Pillar's wisteria-purple stare. "Keep going. Keep fucking me."

He bares his teeth in a feral grin, snapping his hips against your ass as he pounds into you again. "Needy little slut, aren't you?"

He always takes you from behind.

If it were up to you, you'd watch him throughout; that firm, taut body of his nothing less than a thing of beauty when he's glistening with sweat and growling in pleasure.

But it isn't up to you. Your view is dictated by the callused hand in your hair, pushing your head down until your whimpers are muffled by the mattress. He's always so rough with you. If it didn't feel so damn good you'd think he was punishing you for something.

But, if he ever gave you the choice, you'd like to face him once, clawing like a demon at his firm flesh and sinew, kissing that cruel mouth of his like you've craved since the moment you laid eyes on him. Sanemi never, ever kisses your lips. Every other inch of you, yes, but never there.

As the mistress of the house– a house which so happens to proudly display the wisteria crest, inviting members of the demon slayer corps to stay and rest while their needs are tended to– giving in to these particular whims of the wind hashira isn't strictly required, but they feel far too good to deny him.

"Say it!" He barks at your back as he pounds into you, his heavy balls slapping against you as though they're somehow pissed at you too.

He tugs your hair, lifting your face from the mattress long enough for you to groan, "I'm your needy little slut."

"Yeah," he grunts before a quiet laugh escapes him. "Yeah. My cock feels so fucking good, doesn't it? You can't get enough of it, huh?"

You nod as his thrusts send goosebumps down your back. A fresh wave of pleasure crashes through you as you climax again, crying out in pleasure as he reaches around your hip to strum your clit with his rough fingers.

You cry out, "Oh God, Sanemi! Never stop fucking me."

He laughs, letting your head fall back down onto your forearms before he pulls his dick out of you and drags a desperate whimper from your lips.

But you needn't worry. As much as he likes to tease, this man prides himself on your pleasure. No sooner has his dick left you than his tongue takes its place, feasting on your pussy as though your orgasms are the key to eradicating demons from the earth. He fucks you with his tongue, as he reaches his hands around you; one pinching your nipples, the other stroking your clit when his tongue is inside you.

This fucker with his magical dick and clever, cruel tongue. You could swear that a couple of hours ago you were bickering; some petty verbal sparring match over something trivial. And you know deep down he can't fuck you forever (although he seems to have the stamina for it). He's leaving just as soon as he's through making you come. He'll be setting off on a new mission… but tomorrow just so happens to be your birthday.

Your heart clenches at the thought of spending it filled with worry that Sanemi is off dying in some forsaken demons' lair. Not that you care… honestly. There's really nothing between you. Just sex. Mind blowing, meaningless, addictive sex. Right?

You let out a sigh, and Sanemi stops licking you.

"What's wrong?" He demands, slapping your ass cheek and leaving his hand right where it lands, cupping your aching flesh. "You pass out or something, huh? I don't hear you whining for once."

Placing your hands beneath you, you lift yourself until you're kneeling, before shuffling around to face him. A flutter in your chest stirs up as you drink in the sight of him: scarred and undeniably handsome, wild, white hair, the familiar ferocious look in his eyes which most likely means he's confused, affronted or both. You'd never say it aloud, but you're pretty sure God denied him eyebrows because he already looks permanently pissed off enough as it is.

"It's my birthday tomorrow," you say.

"I know." He licks your slick from his lips, turning his head away from you and staring at the floor beside the bed. "What do you want me to say? Happy fucking birthday?"

Reaching out to cup his jaw in your hand, his name leaves your lips. "Sanemi…"

He catches your wrist, fury flashing in his eyes until he looks away again. "What the hell are you doing?"

Good question. To be honest, you aren't entirely sure. Your fingers flex against empty air, craving the touch of his skin. This…is new.

Every other time you’ve been together, you’ve been perfectly content with just sex; he barges through the door, cursing as he slips off his belt, you bend over and gladly give him the stress relief he needs. Sometimes you might share a post-coital sake, or make small talk over dinner before he heads back out on the road. You’ve never wanted to touch him before. Not gently like this.

His throat flexes. "Do you want me to make you come again or not? If so, get your ass back in the air. If not, I'm leaving."

You chuckle, suddenly, somehow finding yourself endeared hopelessly to this man who's about as adept at expressing himself as a rock. "How about… How about we try it face-to-face one time before you go?"

He grimaces. "What the fuck? Why?"

"Because I think you're hot," you say gently coaxing his face back toward you. "And I want to look at you."

You might've missed the twitch of his lips if you weren't so fixated on them. For a moment you think he might smile, but it's quickly replaced by his familiar glower. "No."

"Not even for my birthday?" You say with a slight pout. "Don't you want to look into my eyes while you're fucking me?"

"No." He gets off the bed and stands, putting space between you. A moment later he's collecting his discarded clothes and hurrying to dress.

It's hard not to be offended by his urgency. "Why not?"

"Because I don't want to. That's reason enough."

You nod, dropping the subject. As rough as he can be, he's always respected your boundaries, and he deserves no less. "Okay. You're leaving right now?"

"I don't want to look at you. You're just a hole for me to fuck, understand?"

Your lips snap shut at the same time as his, the room seeming to tilt on its axis as his words pierce through you.

That's a new level of shittiness, even for him. A crackle along your spine accompanies your rage, your proverbial hackles raising. But before you can say another word he's gone.

As the days pass by, your anger bubbles away beneath the surface of your skin, a thousand retorts finding their way to your tongue far too late.

But before long, the anger fades giving way to something you could never expect.

Fear.

Fear that he won't be back, that you'll never get to retort. Fear that he's gone.

As much as you need to tell him that he was never anything more than a cock to you, and that there's nothing he could give you that can't be replicated with your own fingers, you need him to be alive to hear it.

But months pass and hope fades. Other slayers come and go; mostly polite, tired, and grateful for your hospitality. You ask about the hashira, trying to be as nonchalant as possible, but you’re met with nothing but disappointment and the occasional fearful gasp at the mention of his name.

Sanemi Shinazagawa seems to have disappeared from the face of the earth.

Until the day a Kakushi arrives, gasping for breath and spattered with blood.

"Fetch a doctor," he commands you from behind his veil. "We're bringing in a wounded hashira. He needs urgent medical attention."

You don't need to be told twice. Your home and your family have long served the corps, the wisteria crest painted on the door letting all demon slayers know they are welcome to shelter, rest, and request whatever they need from you. All slayers. Even the arrogant shitheads.

Your heart pounds as you run through city streets, and down back alleyways where the dawn's light has barely reached.

A hashira. A wounded hashira. In your home. Could it be him?

You both hope and dread it's Sanemi. It's a maelstrom of feeling; a desire to see him, even though you despise him, and although you've seen him bloodied and bruised before, you can't help but fear that this time might be worse. And yet, the thought of him needing you as something other than "a hole to fill" gives you a sort of satisfaction.

As you beat your fists against the doctor's door and wait for him to answer, you try to organize your thoughts. Above all else, you are the mistress of the house, and duty bound to tend to this hashira, whether or not they turn out to be that vile, obnoxious, eyebrowless son of a–

"Ready," the doctor announces, snapping you from your reverie. "Let's go. It sounds like there isn't time to waste."

Confusion furrows your brow until you notice the kasugai crow flying out of the house and after him.

Cold fear pools in the pit of your stomach. Maybe the hashira's condition worsened after they sent you. Maybe they didn't think you'd make it in time to save the wounded slayer.

"Hurry! Hurry!" the crow squawks. "There isn't time to waste."

"This way." You lead the doctor back through familiar paths back to your home , through shortcuts you've known since you were a child.

Your heart races as your home comes into view.

Chapter 2

#kimetsu no yaiba sanemi #sanemi x y/n #sanemi x you #sanemi x reader #sanemi smut #sanemi is bad at feelings #he is such a cutie #i love him

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neyxmessi · 1 year

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this picture >>>>>