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the older i get the more sensitive i become to warm genuine words, like wow you really think that kindly of me? hold up, lemme cry
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the queer urge to be a pirate captain bc it would mean youd have a hoard of unhinged older men ranging from pathetic to just plain evil available to you at all times ready to follow whatever you command
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tsum00 · 11 months
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He’s not the only one who can fly. That dude created it all by himself, baby.
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tsum00 · 1 year
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I hope they act like insufferable siblings
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tsum00 · 1 year
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*cracks knuckles* alright, if nobody is gonna write this sub!dick grayson smut, i will😈
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tsum00 · 1 year
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"If you smile too much you'll get laugh lines!!!!!" what a horrible curse, to be afraid of having happiness permanently placed onto your body
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tsum00 · 1 year
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a new pet. ☆ ( re4 ) leon s. kennedy
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☆ tags - uhh no plot ... ur a bad guy, and youve caught leon !! he's just a filthy mutt here <3 slight overstim.. idk. im bad at tagging !! >< but leon’s submissive .. yeahh. gn reader, no use of pronouns!
☆ wc - 1.2k.
☆ a/n - HIII look i finally wrote smt !! hope yall enjoy ..
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leon's eyes never leave your figure while you circle around him, prowling as though he was your prey. and -- well, he was. for now, at least. beads of sweat run down his heaving chest, the chains leaving angry red marks in his skin. how'd he get stuck in this situation anyway? at this rate he was expecting you to kill him, or even torture him to death, it was frightening. thank goodness you had a kind heart .. a decent heart. you tolerated his antics for a while, but it grew annoying watching him fumble with all your plans, and neutralizing your army. to have him bound this way was mouth watering, he's pure eye candy, truly ..! when approaching him from behind, he can't help the girlish gasp that slips past his lips when you poke his abdomen. his tongue darts out to wet his lips, brows tightly knit together, bottom lip quivering. he's a man after all, and even with your feather light touches, leon can feel his underwear straining against his hardening cock.
breath hitches in his throat when you easily unbuckle and slip his belt off, dropping it to the floor. his pants lower and stop at his mid-thigh, unable to move any lower. leon's gnawing on his lip now, humiliated at how aroused he's become. you cease your touches, moving away from him, which allows leon to take a proper breath in. an unopened bottle of lube rolled around in your desk drawer, collecting dust. now it'll finally have some use! leon's trying to look over your shoulder and see what you're holding, impatiently struggling with the chains once more, heels lifting up off the ground, standing on the tips of his feet.
you click your tongue, turning around and stepping close to him, and his eyes are akin to that of a puppy's. baby blue hues watch you so intently, a quiet whine bubbling in his throat due to the constant ache and burn from the chains.
"oh, leon ... for a government agent, you're quite eager, huh?" all he does if huff in response, turning his face away in embarrassment. there's nothing he can say to defend himself, so he stays silent, peeking at you once again as you approach. you simply pull his pants down, and they pool at his ankles, the cool wind hitting his thighs.
"you can tell me to stop, leon. but from the looks of it, you've really been lacking the right kind of attention..." he nearly moans from your sultry tone, he's too desperate to back down, and whatever you're going to do to him is much better than killing him. so he shakes his head, still so anxious to see what you have in store. a gentle hum rumbles in your mouth, stepping close to leon, pressing your cheek against his chest as you carefully grab his crotch. he's suddenly shuddering, teeth grit together, jaw clenched. all his muscles have simultaneously tightened, and your thumb grazes over the small wet spot that formed. his noises are quiet, like he's holding back, trying to prove to ... himself that he can handle it.
"just ---- just let me go," he speaks through gritted teeth, it's nearly a hiss, but you simply tut in response.
"but do you really want me to? i mean, look how hard you are... your body doesn't lie, leon .." each time you say his name he feels pinpricks in his stomach, a knot that has begun to tighten, his ears reddening. it's unbearably hot in the room, or is it just him? he wants to argue, but all the words are forgotten when you're pulling his cock out, any protests of his dying in his throat. you laugh at him, and his face flushes-- only a weak whine is all he can muster.
his cock stands proud, beads of precum run down the length of it, the tip flushed a soft rose color and is quite aggravated. blood rushes through the few veins, and leon swears he can feel his heartbeat in his dick. he knows it'd be better if he got to lay down, or to bend you over that splintering desk and take you right there. he's lost focus of the mission, now he just wants you---- to feel you around him. the odds are not in his favor, though. he's merely a fly trapped in your strategically weaved web. you squirt lube onto your palm, sighing quietly as you wrap your fingers around his cock, beginning to pump his pulsing length. he's been anticipating it for so long now that nearly cries out at the touch. the cool lubricant smearing all over his throbbing cock, it's all too much, and his head hangs. leon mumbles some curses, practically thrusting into your fist, his mouth hung open, breathy moans and pants passing through.
you're surprised at how quickly he came, spurts of white landing on the floor, and he's still halfway erect, and you notice the way high thighs tremble. you softly praise him, to which he responds with a shaky whimper, weakly bucking into your hand again. that makes you grin, and you squeeze him tight which makes him yelp like an injured pup, leaning his head to the side.
"please ... again," leon spoke in a hushed tone, too embarrassed to raise his voice anymore.
"you need to tell me what you want clearly. i need you to look at me when you say it, leon."
he whines, head lolling to the other side, his cock bobbing with his movements. leon turns to you again, looking like he's about to cry, trying to get even closer to you.
"i ... want more, please..?" he's whining again, tugging on his restraints, and you simply coo and nod in response to his cute face. you start to stroke him to full hardness once more, your hand moving faster, ears tinted red at the wet noises it's making. leon's mewling, eyes squeezed shut, shamelessly thrusting into your hand again. so he cums again, and as hours go by you keep him there, using your hand, and using other toys you have on him.
how long has it been now? the sun has started to set, and leon's wrists are rubbed raw, and you gaze at his sweet face. there's tear streaks running along his flushed cheeks, he's been milked like a cow, loads of his cum pooling on the floor. he's panting with his tongue out just as a real dog would do, dirty blond strands have fallen over his eyes, and he no longer makes any attempts to escape or struggle.
with a heavy sigh, you unlock his binds, and he nearly falls on top of you. but, you hold him close, even if he's sweaty. you lower both your bodies to the ground, cradling his upper half in your arms. leon's nuzzling his face into you, curling up into your touch, the beat of his heart returning to a normal pace.
"aww ... sweet puppy, are you tired?" you're smiling like a child who's been offered ice cream, running your fingers through his locks, keeping him settled in your chest. you had it kept in your back pocket in case things went your way, which they did! a dog collar with spikes all along it. while he's resting in your warm embrace, you snake your arms through his to reach his neck, clipping the collar on. when he makes a soft noise of confusion you shush him, petting him once more. a new pet for the collection, and perhaps your favorite.
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tsum00 · 1 year
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JOEL MILLER SMALL SPOON IS CANON!!!!!!!
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I also want to spoon sleep with Joel!
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tsum00 · 1 year
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yk what i HAVE been into tho?? moon knight😀 imma write moon knight fics i think hehe
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tsum00 · 1 year
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imma be honest the geto series will probably not continue bc i do NOT like it😭 maybe i’ll restart it idk
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tsum00 · 1 year
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reminded that this blog exists and that i can write stuff😮
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tsum00 · 2 years
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reblogging bc of the new cour that starts today!!
loid forger x villain(?)!reader
a/n: ok i lied i need to get this out of my system, the brainrot is STRONG. hope y'all enjoy:)
warnings: bondage, dubcon??, oral(m receiving, allusions to f recieving), degradation, riding, cheating(sorry yor </3), corruption kink
MINORS DNI
when loid opened his eyes, the only thing he saw was black.
he tried to remove the blindfold but realized he was stuck, his wrists tied together and ankles tied to chair legs.
"look who's finally awake. miss me, twilight?" a voice called out.
loid froze. he knew that voice. your voice.
he heard the sound of heels clacking on the floor draw ever closer, until they stopped. then he felt a weight on his lap.
straddling his lap, you took off his blindfold and smirked at him.
"y/n. what do you want?" loid spat out, still thrashing against his restraints.
leaning in you whispered in his ear, "you know exactly what i want, twilight. or should i say, loid?" you chuckled.
loid's eyes grew wide. how did you find out about operation strix?
"i have my ways, twilight. you know that."
you and twilight had an... interesting past. you had both worked for wise, rising up the ranks together and becoming the top agents. but you always had a unique way of doing things, a darker way. you had "gone too far" according to the higher ups, so you had left, taking your skills with you to do what the majority would call "evil". you didn't mind though. in fact, you took it in stride. being bad was more fun anyway. loid was almost about to follow you, but stayed in fear of his reputation at wise.
"to think i'd have the top spy in my lair, all tied up and at my mercy... if this is a dream, i don't wanna wake up," you said as you sank to your knees.
your nose brushed against his crotch, nuzzling what was inside. you could feel him getting harder, you realized excitedly.
"y-y/n, we can't- i can't, you've gotta let me go. plea- oh fuck," loid gasped out.
you had undone his zipper and freed his cock from his boxers. it was painfully hard, an angry red with a tip weeping of precum. drool-worthy for sure, you thought.
"still want me to let you go?" you asked, playing with his balls.
the only response you got was a moan.
"that's what i thought," you smiled, taking him in your mouth.
try as he might, loid couldn't help but buck deeper into your throat. you took it in stride, feeling every vein of his shaft and giving extra attention to the tip.
it felt so wrong, knowing that his "wife" and "daughter" were out there, unaware that he was falling victim to your poison. but in an even more sick way, it felt good. he was sick of having to put up a face all the time, with you, he could be honest. if he tried to conceal anything, you would see through it anyway, he figured.
so he let himself fall.
it was a lovely sight to watch, an agent of "good" be brought down.
"i-i can't, y/n! 'm gonna cum! i-" he cried out.
you gave him a look, one that he took as a sign of permission. his warm cum filled your mouth, sweet and a little salty. you took care to swallow it all. removing yourself from him, he started to whine out in protest.
putting a finger to his lips, you said, "i'll make use of your mouth another time. be sure of it."
by this point, you were dripping. all the excitement and lust went straight to your core and you knew just what to do to fix it.
straddling his lap again, you took his hand and guided him to your wetness.
"feel that, mr. forger? you did this. looks like i'll have to take matter into my own hands and fix my problem. what do you think?" you questioned, looking down at him.
his eyes were clouded over, gazing into your eyes and traveling down to your pussy. you yanked his hair, forcing him to look at you once more.
"sorry? i didn't hear that. i said ‘do you feel it?’” you growled.
“agh! yes, yes, i feel it. feels so nice and warm, wanna be inside you s’bad,” he slurred.
you helped collect enough of your slick on his hand and brought it to his lips.
“say ‘ah’,” you cooed, watching him eagerly clean his fingers of your essence. “just a taste of what’ll happen next time,” you wink.
you grab his cock and line it up with your entrance, teasing him by running the head up and down your slit. a choked plea escapes his lips.
that’s when you sink down hard.
of all the many sexual encounters he’d had(for his missions of course), loid had never felt anything like this. your gummy walls held him so perfectly tight, warm and wet inside. the lewd noises coming from the act made you both shiver in delight.
you began a brutal pace, watching loid’s face contort again.
“you feel divine, twilight. i want you to fill me up with your cum. can you do that for me?” you asked, voice a bit shaky from pleasure.
“yes! f-fuck, yes. i’ll fill you up so good, you can have all my cum,” he moaned out.
he thought it wasn’t possible for you to go faster, but you did. always a surprise from you, he thought. with each passing squelch and thrust, the closer he got to filling your hole with his seed. moments later, he did exactly that.
with a drawn out groan, you felt long, warm hot ropes of cum fill your insides. a white ring had formed around his base, trickling onto his balls. you had also reached your peak, your juices mixing with his. sighing, you carded your fingers through his hair.
“i’ve gotta say, i love this look on you. all fucked out and dirty. it’s a nice change from ‘mr. put together’, wouldn’t you agree?” you smile.
he nods, smiling wistfully up at you. his hearts pangs knowing he has to leave, for his mission, he reminds himself. no matter how far gone w.i.s.e considers you to be, loid knows you’re not a monster. you’ll let him go, for now at least.
unbinding him, you give a him a once over and move over to stand behind him, whispering in his ear.
“don’t worry, darling. when i want you again, i’ll have you. you’re my little plaything, remember?” you say, drawing his hips towards yours and splaying your hands on his chest possessively.
he shudders at the action, eagerly awaiting your next encounter.
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tsum00 · 2 years
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OH MY GOD?! nanami… why is he not real💔
imagine nanami getting horny and sending you a video of him cumming all over his suit. you can hear his whines and desperate moans, as he imagine his fist is your tight walls around him...missing how they clench around him and how he fucks you hard whenever you beg him to do so.
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tsum00 · 2 years
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tattooartist!geto x bookstoreowner!reader pt.2
a/n: i finally did wrote it lmao. the other day i read part one again and kinda cringed, but alas, we move. hope y'all enjoy!!
warnings: none! just fluffiness(for now... ;) )
wc: 767
pt. 1 here
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you were fucking tired. the night before you had barely gotten any sleep thanks to him. that damned tattoo shop owner, geto suguru.
hoping to banish your drowsiness, you tried making a cup of coffee, but realized you were out. amazing, you grimaced. but there was no time to gripe, there was work to be done. you got ready and headed down to your bookstore.
flipping the sign over to "open", you began your duties. dusting the shelves, unpacking new book shipments, and helping the wandering shopper here and there.
but exhaustion caught up and you could barely keep your eyes open. that and you were hungry. glancing at the clock, you decided it was time to take your lunch break. the café down the street would do, the drinks and sandwiches were pretty good.
the interior was filled with green. light green paint on the walls and dozens of plants filled the space, it was nice here. you stood in line, scrolling on your phone until you heard a familiar voice behind you.
"y/n? is that you?" the voice questioned.
you jumped a little and felt your body heat up as you turned around.
he was dressed casually, donning an oversized dark blue t-shirt, black zip up hoodie, and black joggers. his hair was up in a bun. how does he look amazing each time you see him?
"geto? h-hi! what are you doing here?" you managed to force out. god, you were gonna stay up late thinking about that.
"i was just getting coffee for my workers, do you want anything?" he asked, smiling.
"what? no no, it's fine. thank you, though! that's very sweet," you said.
"i insist. what would you like?" he persisted.
ok damn, he's not letting up, you thought. might as well take advantage?
walking up to the cashier, you recognized the pink haired employee.
"hey yuuji," you and geto said. pausing, you looked at each other. you know him?, you expressions seemed to say.
"yuuji and i were classmates in college, he helped me through sports medicine class," you explained.
"he came to my shop to get his first tattoo," geto explained.
"yeah!" yuuji chimed in. rolling up his sleeve, he flashed an impressive tiger tattoo. "i met this guy megumi, he's really good at animal tattoos. i love mine! i'm thinking about getting another," he beamed. "so what would you like?"
you ordered a prosciutto caprese sandwich and an iced matcha latte. geto read a list of drinks off his phone and swiped his card without a care.
waving bye to yuuji, the two of you left the café. happily sipping your drink, you thanked geto profusely.
"next one is on me, promise," you insist, giving him a serious look.
"oh? a next time? didn't know you were planning a next time, y/n," he smirked at you.
"i- yes," you sighed. "i liked spending time with you, is that a crime?" you challenged.
this had taken geto aback, his eyes grew wide and he stopped sipping his drink. a faint blush painted his cheeks.
regaining his composure, he smiled charmingly and said "well i'm happy to hear that, so do i".
with a quickness! you gasped in your head. that wasn't something you expected to come out of either of your mouths.
the two of you kept walking in a bit of awkward silence until geto cleared his throat.
"would you like to meet my coworkers? i'd give you a tour of my place, since i've been in yours already," he suggested.
i wish he was actually at my place, specifically on the bed in my drawers, you thought, shaking the sudden thought away.
"sure! sounds fun," you agreed.
he led you down the block and crossed the street to his shop.
walking in, you took in your surroundings. the interior was clean, white with black accents throughout. on the walls were beautifully taken pictures of freshly done and healed tattoos.
geto walked further into the shop and announced that he brought coffee for everyone. cheers rang out throughout the shop as everyone grabbed their drinks. you hadn't followed him immediately, staying in the lobby to stare at the pictures some more. when you went to the back, everyone stopped talking amongst themselves and kind of stared at you.
a guy with white hair and bright blue eyes slumped over in a tattoo chair perked up.
"yo suguru, who the fuck is she? your girlfriend??" he asked eyes glowing with curiosity and mischief.
a chorus of "ooooh"'s and "aaaah"'s filled the space.
what the fuck had you gotten yourself into?
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tsum00 · 2 years
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ok i am writing pt. 2 of tattooartist!geto!!
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tsum00 · 2 years
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punching the air because i’ll never go on an onigiri miya date with atsumu :(
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tsum00 · 2 years
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