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shotoh · 11 months

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❝ I THINK I… ♡ ❞

⋆ ˚。⋆୨୧˚ when they realize they’re in love with you

feat. oliver aiku, itoshi rin, nagi seishiro, isagi yoichi, itoshi sae, kunigami rensuke, mikage reo

cw + tw. fluff, some angst, fem!reader, aged-up!characters, pro-player!characters, friends to lovers + established relationships, pet names, (!!!)attempted assault (in kunigami’s scenario, but he’s obviously not the assailant), alcohol usage (in oliver’s), maximum self-indulgence

notes. jdjsjsn this is kind of all over the place but i just wanted to word dump some cute scenarios and headcanons

OLIVER AIKU

honestly, he’d get kind of scared. and not in an appalled way like, “psh, i’m oliver aiku! i can get any woman i want so why should i only care about this one person?!”

no, it’s because he’s fully aware of his disloyal and womanizing past that he’s afraid of this. he’s afraid he’ll end up hurting you—the one person he truly cares about—and he believes you don’t deserve that.

you deserve so much better than a douchebag like him.

he keeps that growing pit of adoration to himself and carries on with his life as always, but that can only do so much when he’s so clearly infatuated with you.

the most he lets himself do is tag along on your night out at clubs. however, he doesn’t drink a lick of alcohol. he needs to be sober to take care of you in case you get too wild out there to do so yourself. while he’s there though he talks to a few of the women flocking around, entertains them a bit, maybe as a feeble attempt to get you off his mind and forget about the jealousy rooted deep inside him when too many guys check you out and ask for a dance. but nowadays, he can never find it in himself to take any of these women home. that’s how deep his affections for you have run.

at one point during the night, you approach him with one too many drinks in your system, evident by your wobbly steps and the carefree grin plastered on your face.

“oli~! why don’ yer dance wit me?!” you slur, nearly toppling in front of him if not for oliver dashing forward to stop you from falling on your face.

“i think you’ve had one too many drinks, sweetheart,” he chides. after that he’s draping his large coat over your bare shoulders and leading you back to his car to get you home, while ignoring all the pouty women on his way out.

you object to leaving at first, droning about how the night is still young, but oliver is persistent in getting you home safe and sound. eventually, you doze off in the passenger seat while he’s driving. when he parks in front of your apartment complex, he carries you all the way up to your door, fishes out your keys from your clutch, and finally gets you into bed.

he lingers a little bit longer to make sure you’re all settled and if you need his help with anything, but once the buzz in your system has fizzled and your eyes are fully lidded, oliver assumes you’re out like a light. that is, until he’s sitting at your bedside and he hears the faintest murmur from your lips.

“love you… oliver…” is what comes out in a lovely daze and he almost wants to deny he heard it for both yours and his sake, but all he can do is muster a smile, ghosting a hand along your cheek, and say while you’re blissfully unaware,

“love you too, sweetheart.”

ITOSHI RIN

lowkey annoyed over this because instead of soccer plaguing his mind 24/7, his thoughts are now overrun by you! so he ignores the feeling, thinking it will magically go away or something. but newsflash to rin: it’s not as simple as it looks, and he ends up learning that lesson the hard way.

he spends the next week evading you—declining invites to hang out, sending half-hearted text messages, and ingraining himself in his soccer practices. unfortunately for him, his performance actually gets worse because now all those feelings he’s been bottling up inside his fragile heart are about to burst.

even shidou has been scoring more than him and rin just can’t live that down, especially when the former asks if the reason he’s been doing so poorly is because he and his “little girlfriend” broke up. which isn’t even the case since you’ve both never crossed that bridge.

poor boy goes home one day conflicted over all of this, slouched on the edge of his bed with his hands ruffled in his hair. soon he gets a text from you, which he shouldn’t be surprised by, given how he’s been treating you lately.

but then you’re asking him if he’s okay and rin is utterly taken aback because he’s been acting like such an asshole, yet you’re the one that’s still worried about his well-being.

right then and there rin has a long moment of contemplation, breathing a sigh into his hand which clasps over his mouth. he replies back with a quick apology text before telling you to meet him after his practice tomorrow. the moment he hits send, he tosses his phone on the bed, not willing to wait for that hovering gray bubble to appear on the message window.

when tomorrow arrives and practice is over, his steps are dragging along the pavement outside the training facility. he’s honestly doubting if you’ll even show up, but those qualms are immediately dashed when he sees your figure a few distances away. you’re standing there with apprehension written on your features, which morph into worry as soon as you cross eyes with him.

rin can’t even get a word in or form a coherent thought because the moment you run up to him, you’re blabbering about how he didn’t have to apologize because he was probably working so hard on soccer, chasing his dreams and the like. then, you bring up how maybe you should continue distancing yourself in order to help him focus, and god, that flicks a switch in rin’s head because that is far from what he wants.

all of a sudden, he’s silencing you as he pulls you into his chest. you find yourself buried in his jersey, confused but not drifting away, and even return the embrace when you sense him shake against you.

“fuck, no. i don’t want that all…” his voice sounds like he’s about to break as he mutters those words into your hair. his arms tighten around your shoulders as if you’ll leave him at any moment. you assure him you won’t as you nuzzle closer into his chest.

“then i’m not going anywhere, rin.”

NAGI SEISHIRO

the thought comes upon him when he’s alone in his apartment. it’s not immediate though.

the sunlight seeping through the curtains inevitably wakes him up one very late morning. and by very late, i mean this dozy boy definitely slept in that day, if he couldn’t already tell from his digital clock reading 11am.

even though nagi is always keen on getting plenty of shut-eye, he’s constantly kept on his toes when it comes to having a productive sleep schedule. partially due to soccer practices, but also because you sometimes visit him in the mornings. so normally, he’s woken by the ruckus you’re making while cooking him breakfast in the kitchen.

but this morning it’s… silent. which in hindsight, nagi should be happy about, right? he got to sleep in, after all, and he doesn’t have practice today. what more could he want?

once he shakes off the last remnants of sleep from his body, he finally musters the strength to get out of bed and maybe start his day with something to eat. which this morning is… leftovers. specifically the leftovers from the last time you made him food—a couple days ago.

regardless, he warms them up and sits down with a plate on the table. says his appreciations for the meal and digs in. when the first bite enters his mouth, it tastes the same as when he initially had it, but there’s an empty feeling in the bottom of his stomach he can’t quite pinpoint. he scarfs down a few more spoonfuls until he grows tired of eating, resting his head on the table.

his tummy is full, yet that emptiness persists—it’s been on the forefront of his mind for several days now and it’s starting to annoy him. he can’t determine why that is and what makes those days any different from before succumbing to that void in his heart.

after all, nothings changed.

just that… you went on an overseas trip. without him.

well, it’s not like he was ever going to be invited since you’re supposed to be vacationing with your girlfriends.

ah, wait. maybe he’s just lonely.

no, that can’t be it. he hung out with reo and some of the other blue lock boys the day after you left. even a slacker like him still makes time to see his friends. so what is he missing here?

the question lingers in nagi’s noggin as he drags his fork along the remaining food stuck on his plate. at some point, his phone’s ringing breaks him from his stupor, and he’s surprised to glance over and see your caller id on the screen.

he’s not sure what comes over him, but nagi swears he’s never hit the accept button so fast in his life. immediately, he brings the phone next to his ear, and is the first one on the line to utter “hello?”

“sei, you’re awake! i’m glad i got the time zones right!” you exclaim in your cheery tone that nagi has always been accustomed to hearing in the morning. “y’see i’ve stumbled on a gift shop the other day and found a few souvenirs i’d think you’d like!”

you ramble on and on about your adventures around the country you’re visiting and nagi finds himself absorbing your voice, hanging on every word, and even nodding next to the phone like you’re right here in front of him.

suddenly, his heart feels so full and everything clicks into place again. it’s like his day never actually started until you appeared with all your mirth and energy. even on opposite sides of the earth, you’re still the sun to his moon.

“angel,” he murmurs as you’re in the middle of talking, and you’re silent after acknowledging his call, waiting on his words.

“come home soon. i miss you.”

ISAGI YOICHI

this boy is a mess! he’s the kind of guy who as soon as those feelings start blooming in his chest, he gets super flustered around you all the time. and it’s obvious too.

before, he was super nonchalant with you. treated you like a friend, flirted without even knowing because he’s just that comfortable around you, but when any of his friends or family mention how the two seem closer than you realize, he just freezes and his mind goes blank. erupts in an embarrassing fit of sputtering and denial, face searing red down to the nape of his neck. it’s so cute.

however, he’s not fooling anybody! anyone can tell by the windblown expression on his face—starstruck eyes admiring you as a warm grin overtakes his features—that he’s absolutely smitten by you. he just needs to admit it already.

well, his next outing with you (in which he swears wasn’t actually a date, but c’mon isagi), finally gets him to come to terms with his emotions as he reminisces spending the whole day just laughing his heart out and being so full of that warmth and happiness you give him that makes him feel completely weightless. almost like he can do anything. afterward, when he gets home, he rushes upstairs and literally flails in his bed with the most insane blush on his cheeks. like wow, he’s in love with you.

isagi yoichi is in love with you.

but love to isagi is like a double-edged sword, especially to someone who just escaped that blue lock hellhole and now has to devote even more of his life to his soccer career.

with that carefree sensation comes a new box of trepidations that he’s afraid to open.

what if there comes a time when he would have to choose between you or soccer? he’s hoping that won’t ever be the case. he’d hate to struggle juggling the two and end up breaking your heart.

god, never in a million years does he want that.

the best he can do is take steps to introduce this side of his life to you. he does so in extravagant fashion, by inviting you to come watch him play during his championship game.

to say you were a little startled by his offer was an understatement, but you take him up on it, and promise you’ll be there, especially since isagi went out of his way to get you the best seats in the stadium.

on the day of his match, he’s more nervous about performing well in front of you rather than winning. winning is instinct for him so he has no doubts he’ll claim victory and take home the championship cup. he’s just eager to show you a new isagi you’ve never seen before, rather than the tongue-tied, flustered puppy isagi that’s been vying for your attention lately.

coming onto the field, his eyes are too busy swerving in the direction of where you’re seated than focus on his opponents. the moment he distinguishes your figure at the very front of the stands—draped in a jersey that reads his name—countless butterflies begin fluttering in his stomach. it’s a feeling that he can never truly convey into words.

all he does is let an elated grin spread wide on his lips, cheeks swathed in such a dainty shade of rose that has his teammates swatting the back of his head to remind him he has a very important game to win.

and oh does isagi win. during the match he scores four goals in quick succession, absolutely annihilating the other team to the point where it’s downright embarrassing for the opposing side. the commentators are completely baffled, questioning what has the player so stoked. little do they realize that each of those goals were all made in your name and isagi can’t wait to let you know that later with his championship cup in hand.

ITOSHI SAE

sae is pretty accepting of this revelation. nothing really fazes him after all, and he recognizes that it was only a matter of time before he came to terms with the idea that he might be head over heels for you.

in fact, he takes those feelings in stride.

as if sae wasn’t already a gentleman before this, his mannerisms around you only intensify. he’s constantly holding the door open for you, pulling out your chair, giving you his jacket whenever you’re cold, and so on. you never have to lift a finger when you’re with him. it’s to the point where he’s even sweeping stray hairs off your face and tucking them behind your ear before you’re given a chance to realize they were bothering you in the first place. not a day goes by where he doesn’t place you on a pedestal and worship you in the best ways he knows how.

he’s also gotten very touchy and a tiny bit possessive (okay maybe more than a tiny bit). sae isn’t the type to initiate pda regularly, but whenever he feels threatened in any way—which is very rare but not impossible—he always has a hand on you. whether it’s on your lower back as he ushers you closer to him, or intertwining your fingers together before sending a cold, piercing glare over his shoulder at the offending party, he always makes his intentions with you known even if you yourself are oblivious of them.

it’s not like he’s controlling or obsessive either. he simply wants to make you feel special. to be frank, he’s setting such a high standard that no other man can compare to him.

on more than one occasion, he’s had to travel overseas for international business, and the first time he left the country for an extended period without you, he grew incredibly homesick. not because he particularly misses the normalcy of his life back in japan, but because it always feels a little empty, and frankly, boring without you by his side. he’s grown to appreciate the moments he shares with you, from the time he wakes up beside you to when he falls asleep while you’re in his arms.

after that, whenever he has to fly out of the country, he insists you tag along with him, and goes out of his way to pay for all your expenses—plane ticket, lodgings, everything. most of the time, you try turning down his offer, stating you don’t want to be a hindrance while he’s working. yet sae counters by saying it’ll be more trouble for him if you weren’t there with him than not, and who are you to object when he’s staring at you with such unwavering ocean eyes, looking as if you’re the whole world to him.

KUNIGAMI RENSUKE

deep down, kunigami has always held you closely in his heart, regardless if he’s aware of the love he possesses behind it.

it’s natural for him to want to protect the people he cherishes, but with you, you activate something so visceral inside him. it scares him sometimes, how you can make his whole body rattle, blood pumping erratically to the point where all he can hear is the ringing in his ears and his heart thumping wildly out of his chest.

that’s especially the case when he receives a late night call from you while he’s settling himself at his apartment. he’s slightly surprised by the random call. you don’t normally reach out for him at this time since you’re either going to sleep or hanging out with friends in the dormant hours of the night.

accepting the call, he brings the phone to his ear.

“hello? y/n?”

“r-ren? u-um, can you please stay on the phone with me..?” you whisper in the receiver, tone quivering to a frightening degree. he hears the anxiety laced in your voice and suddenly sirens go off in his head.

“where are you?” he questions sternly as he instantly stands from his seat, reaching for his car keys.

“i just left a club and was going to walk to the station, but… s-someone’s–”

kunigami doesn’t need to hear anymore to understand the full picture that makes his bones quake for your safety as he dashes out the door.

“i’m coming to get you, so send me your location. until then, stay in an open area and don’t stop talking to me, okay?”

you affirm quietly before moving your phone from your ear to pin your location to him with trembling fingers. as you’re doing so, kunigami’s already started the ignition to his car, revving on the roads with little care of the law. he’s never driven this fast in his life, swearing he’s a defensive driver, but that means nothing to him when your safety is on the line right now.

if he grips his steering wheel any harder, it might just break off from his bare strength alone. a single glance at the map on his dash tells him he’s less than a minute away from your position. in the last stretch, he can finally spot your frightened silhouette under the dimly lit lamps.

as soon as you recognize the model of his vehicle, relief washes over your tense shoulders. you take it as your chance to escape your precarious situation, but the shady man a few meters away decides to attempt a last minute assault, dashing in your direction.

when the fiery-haired athlete sees this, his restraint all but snaps. he gets out of his car without even slamming his door shut and spontaneously reaches for you, pulling you behind his intimidating, brawny frame before punching the man square in the jaw. the assailant tumbles onto the hard ground, completely knocked out.

kunigami’s attention immediately turns to you, putting all his efforts into your well-being as he yanks you in his protective embrace. the adrenaline from both your bodies wears off and the striker can sense you bursting into tears against his chest.

“ren, i’m so sorry, i was out with friends and i thought it would okay for me to stay out later even though they wanted to leave, and-and–” your words collide with your jumbled thoughts, but the last thing kunigami wants is for you to apologize for this scumbag’s actions.

“shh, princess. it’s not your fault,” he whispers next to your ear, “fuck! if anything happened to you… i… i…” his voice breaks apart. his hold on you tightens just imagining if he was even a second late coming to your side. for now, he’s thankful to have you back safe and sound, tucking you closer to his heart.

MIKAGE REO

when reo considers that what he was feeling might no longer be a crush, but rather actual love for you, he’s a bit doubtful. mostly because he’s approached countless girls with romantic intentions in mind, however, to his disappointment, he’ll discover that they’re mainly interested in his status instead of him as a person. his good looks and charisma are just a plus for them. therefore he’s very hesitant to fully act on these emotions, afraid to have his heart broken again.

however, he slowly starts accepting the notion that he might be wrong about you. it shows in the way you’re always asking about his life outside of him being an heir to a billion-dollar corporation. he’s stunned by how your features can glow with such intrigue whenever he speaks about his time in blue lock, leading to his journey to becoming a star player in the land of professional football. most girls he entertained would fake interest in this before quickly changing the subject.

eventually, they’ll throw themselves on him to garner his favor and try gaining access to his parents’ wealth. however, you seek greater value in sharing the same experiences with him. you take him out to watch movies, hangout at the most unique cafes, and have the time of your lives at amusement parks.

reo’s used to his dates borderline demanding him to drive them out for extensive shopping sprees or book them dinners to the most high-end restaurants in the city. it becomes exhausting when all his partner sees in him is a personal wallet for them to call on whenever they’re eyeing the newest luxury trends displayed on shop windows.

so to have a person like you by his side, who doesn’t determine his value on such materialistic facets is… refreshing… but also just as frightening because he’s afraid of losing such a precious person like you.

though it may be counterintuitive, reo means to return your kindness by spoiling you, thinking you’re someone who genuinely deserves to be dolled up and treated like royalty.

the first time reo swipes his card on a hefty purchase for you, you’re a little bit overwhelmed, going on to say he didn’t have to do all this. but the man is difficult to argue around, what with his suave words and charismatic demeanor that makes it hard for you to say no to the jewels and dresses he wants to adorn on your body.

then as if he couldn’t have pampered you anymore, he also brings up the offer for you move into his penthouse so you don’t have to worry about rent while making ends meet. of course, you bring up the case that you don’t want to rely on him for money—that you simply enjoy being with him—but reo counters with similar reasoning.

“c’mon doll, just let me do this for you,” he insists. “you’ve done so much for me already, and i just want to make sure you know how special you are to me.”

#blue lock x reader #bllk x reader #blue lock fluff #bllk fluff #aiku x reader #oliver aiku x reader #rin x reader #nagi x reader #isagi x reader #sae x reader #kunigami x reader #reo x reader #aiku fluff #rin fluff #nagi fluff #isagi fluff #sae fluff #kunigami fluff #reo fluff

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yzashaven · 5 months

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somonophilia with Kuni/Scara/Wanderer whatever you want to call him

Had me feeling some type of way… the butterflies the tummy coil the way I blushed THE WAY I DROOLED IM SO HHHH <33333333

꒰ —♡ fem reader︰somnophilia.dub/noncon ✰ cunnilingus/pussy eating! ✰ clit sucking ✰ mentions of both gentleness and roughness <3 ꒱

୨୧. waaahhh somno <3 suddenly got motivation to write for all three main scaras just bcs and made this in like 10 mins HELP so not proofread

꒰ general﹒taglist ꒱ @yukiitaooo @scara6 @kana-de @ciarchivez

kabukimono is the sweetest, literally. he's also very cautious not to wake you up, thrusting in and out slowly while desperately trying to keep his voice down. but how can he do that when you feel so damn good around him?

also, i'll be taking the idea from a previous fic and say that he's definitely the type to be apologizing to your sleeping self. he's guilty and thinks he's so wrong for indulging in his desires while you were trying to rest even though you already told him that it was okay :(

—♡

i hope you're a deep sleeper, 'cause scaramouche is not putting down his rough demeanor all due to the fact that you're resting. though, if he's in a good mood, he might consider going for a more gentle approach.

it doesn't really matter to him if you suddenly wake up in the middle of him fucking you, it's like a pass to hear your lewd moans which only fuel both his pride and desires more than ever. strongly gripping at your hips as he drills into you to make you whimper in your sleep, god how he loves it so much !!

—♡

there's never time for a peaceful and long rest when wanderer is horny. he absolutely loves to wake you up by eating your pussy out. you'll be resting after completing some missions and surprise, surprise! he's between your thighs.

the sensitiveness of your body immediately has you whimpering as he continues to devour you. hands wrapped around your thighs to keep you from squirming too much as his tongue lapped up your arousal eagerly. sucking on your clit and never stopping until you were a sobbing mess <3

#♡.･ signed by yza ✰°｡⋆#♡.･ dearest kuni ✰°｡⋆#genshin smut #genshin x reader #scaramouche smut #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche x you #scaramouche x y/n #kabukimono smut #kabukimono x reader #kabukimono x you #kabukimono x y/n #wanderer smut #wanderer x reader #wanderer x you #wanderer x y/n #fem!reader

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mangocustard16 · 13 days

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BOYFRIEND DOKYEOM WHO...

pairing: idol!dokyeom x reader genre: fluff, established relationship, comfort warnings: skinship :) wc: 252 a/n: this is very self indulgent sorry not sorry!

bf! dokyeom who gives you a new nickname every three business days

bf! dokyeom who loves to give you back hugs, like picking you up and swirling you around type back hugs

bf! dokyeom who makes you laugh till you have tears in your eyes

bf! dokyeom who was way too insistent on buying the damn sogo

bf! dokyeom who asks you questions like, "Babe will you still love me if I were a pigeon? Would you cage me if I were a pigeon? But if I were a pigeon I wouldn't like being caged up. Do you even love me?"

bf! dokyeom who has like a million heart emojis next to your name in his contacts

bf! dokyeom who'd be the type to send you a million voicemails when on tour (bonus: all his voicemails end with kissy noises)

bf! dokyeom who doesn't do sit-down type dates, you guys are either jamming in the karaoke or running along the han river

bf! dokyeom who fishes for compliments because it really makes his day

bf! dokyeom who can lift the 30 pound rice packet with one hand but cannot remove the bug from the room for the love of god

bf! dokyeom who whispers "i love you" every night just before he falls asleep

bf! dokyeom who loves to use the lamest pickup lines while picking you up for every date

bf! dokyeom who would gladly drive to mcdonald's at 2 am because you said you wanted it

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taglist-˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅: @bangchansbae @haecien @aaniag @aaasia111 @weird-bookworm @gigification @bewoyewo if you want to be added just send me an ask ♡⸝⸝

pls reblog if you liked !!

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salaciousdoll · 6 months

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✩˚｡⋆ ⋆ ⋆ Cherry Phone Call ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ˚｡✩

･˳ . ⋆ Phone call with Kenny Ackerman x Fem!reader･˳ . ⋆

୨୧ ⁺⁎˚ ⋆━━ Be advised to the warnings of smut, Kenny being in control, free use( your idea), talks of groupsex, voyeurism mentioned, dirty talking, pet names( cherry, sweet pea, sweet thing, pretty one, etc.), degrading, praising, phone sex with your bestfriend listening on the other end, Ken is a big mean one here, body fluids( cum, squirting, etc.), impact play( spanking, choking, etc.), reader will always be in her 20s in my fics, Kenny is in his late 40s a little self indulgent here, Kenny has all his clothes on and you don’t have any on, talks about going in public, marking with marker( permanent one), Wc: 2k

Minors do not interact, 18+

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Bringing up free use to Kenny was something you wanted to regret, yet you couldn’t because he took care of all of your fantasies at once. Kenny once took you in front of multiple men, men you and him are around daily. Two of those men were Erwin and his nephew, Levi. Erwin was supposed to be the one you sought after, but Kenny managed to scoop you up and now you’re glad he did. Nothing against Erwin though.

Kenny's words as he took you in front of them still stuck with you as you were now on the phone with your bestfriend talking about her sex life and how good the man was. You didn’t pay attention to anything she was saying as you laid on your pretty pink and cheetah bed set. You laid on your stomach in nothing but your zebra panties with a pink bow on the back and no bra. You couldn’t pay attention to her details because Kenny was in your mind with his words repeating over and over. “ Such a good girl for them, huh.” “ gonna let em’ use your hole as well, sweet thing?” “ oh, you’re clenching me like a little whore at the thought of them taking you as well.”

You were too lost in your head to feel Kenny’s hands on your ass spreading it apart to reveal your wet pussy print in your Zebra-pink panties, “ Fuck, sweet pea. Yer’ fucking wet while on the phone talking to your friend. It can’t be her getting you wet, so it gotta be your dirty little mind speaking to ya.”

Once you heard Kenny’s voice, you were about to turn around to kiss him, but he pushed your body back down, “ I’m gonna’ fuck you now and you’re gonna still be on the phone with her. I could hear her talking about her sex life with ya’ sweetheart, so let’s give her something to go off with to her little sex buddy, think of it as competition, pretty thing.”

If your pussy could talk, she would be screaming and talking gibberish with excitement. He ripped your panties open causing a gasp out of you and you were about to speak, when he suddenly slid inside of you pulling a yelp out of you prior to you smacking a hand over your own damn mouth.

What? What happen, {reader}?”, Your best friend said over the phone.

You tried to gather enough saliva in your mouth, so you could speak without sounding broken up or dry. You couldn’t not when Kenny shoved his cock inside of you and is not just letting you cockwarm him. Your walls were shaping around his cock perfectly and he felt it, which led to him letting out a loud groan.

He chuckled afterwards when he heard your best friend asking you if you were okay on the phone. He slowly sat his clothed torso on your back and grabbed your hand, lacing both of your fingers together. He moved some of your hairstyle out the way and whispered in your ear, “ Now talk. Talk like your normal conversation, little pea. Don’t falter unless you want her to find out how much bigger of a slut you are than her. “

You shakily put the phone on speaker and choked out a sharp, “ hey. I’m good j-just fell.” Your bestfriend laughed and said something but again it was fading out since your brain was beginning to become mushy at Kenny stroking his dick inside of you so slowly. The drag of his cock going in and out felt so good. Your pussy was playing with him as well. He felt your pussy squeeze around his thick cock and he felt in heaven. But he wanted to go to hell, so he raised up a little— his cock following prior to snapping his hips into your ass creating ripples and snatching a loud moan out of you.

Your best friend was still oblivious or was trying to act oblivious yet you didn’t care at the moment if she heard. Not when Kenny was pounding inside of your pussy. The greatest part about this is that his clothes were still on and yet none of yours was on. You felt so slutty, just the way you liked it.

Kenny untangled his left hand from yours and placed his big, rough hands on your arms that were spread in T motion, “ You’ve done it now, Sweet pea. You let her know who’s fucking you now. Sure she’s listening, I mean listen to her end.” And you did, nothing came out from it ever since you let out a moan.

You didn’t care about anything but cock right now, so you whined underneath Kenny, “ Pl—, please sir, please fuck me. Treat me like a common hole, a common whore, please!”

Kenny smirked in victory and held your arms down with his hands, “ Glady, doll.” Ken started to pound into your pussy like there was no tomorrow. The feeling of his jeans snapping into your bare ass sent you into a frenzy of moans. His cock was so big inside of you and you couldn’t think because of it. The curve of it reached the surface of your walls creating more pleasure. He then leaned his body up a little and pounded into you. Prone bone was a position everyone should try and this was your first time trying it and you loved it.

The sloppiness of your pussy was making him grunt out curse words left and right, “ Fuck, little cherry. Ughh! Fucking pussy is eating up this old man dick. Shit! Keep squeezing me.” He loved the feeling of your pussy clamping down on him. The push he used whenever and however he wanted. Your hole was being abused by his cock right now especially with this position. His dick dug further into you when he moved up and down inside of you.

“ Haa, hnngh! Yes yes like that. Wan’ more, give me more!”, You moaned as he took you from behind. He stopped which caused you to whine but that ended when he harshly slapped your ass. You thought he was gonna stop, but he kept slapping it. Your legs kicked underneath him as he slapped your ass with his cock still inside of you. Once He was finished after four slaps on each ass cheek did the job for him— tears were beautifully dripping down your face like paint on the wall. You were frustrated and horny. You didn’t even know what you did to be spanked.

“ Keep your damn mouth shut next time, holes don’t talk or demand anything. They’re just holes, free to use and abuse however I want. They don’t beg either, sweet thing, all I want to hear is your moans, got it girl?”, Kenny said above you.

When you didn’t answer, his hand found your head of hair and yanked it up to make you hold eye contact with him. He chuckled when he saw your tears and felt your pussy clenching around him, “ I don’t like repeating himself, little minx. Do yo-”

“ I’m sorry!”, you yelled out not wanting to get his punishment again like last time, denied orgasm as his friends and family used you at the back of the bar Levi was having a surprise party at. Levi didn’t like the party even if it was for him, but you did. Hell you made him like the party when he was using your ass roughly with preparation of Kenny, of course.

“ I understand… I apologize, sir.”, You say as you were still being held up by your hair bunched into his hand. He narrowed his eyes and moved his hat off his head and placed it on yours, “ You’re fine, pretty one. Now are you gonna let me fuck ya’ like I wan’?”

You nodded with a soft whisper of a yes. He let you go and took off his collar shirt, making the top part of his body bare now. He still had his jeans and socks on, yet he didn’t care not when you were trying to wiggle your ass to make his dick move inside of you.

He chuckled to himself and leaned down to wrap both of his arms around your neck, “ Should’ve listened.” He squeezed his arms together a bit, giving you a little air before plowing into you like a man on a mission. For someone his age, you would think they would be out of energy by now, but it’s like the more he fucked into your crying pussy the more he got energy. Your pussy is powerful and he’s gonna fuck it until you drain him out of energy.

The slaps of skin meeting pants were heard throughout the room along with your loud screams and moans. The bed was even hard as he knocked into the wall in the rhythm of his hips.

“ cum on my dick, sweet pea. Give me yer’ cum so I can just- uuhn shit!- fuck my cum into ya’.” Kenny says as he choked you out. Soon your screams turned into choking sounds as you tried to catch words in your throat but couldn’t because it was too much and you were on the verge of cumming.

He knew because you always babbled when you were about to cum. “ Fuck. Fuck. Fu-uhhh. Please give me your babies, wanna be a mommy. Wan- ahhnn!- wanna be your cum slut. Please!” Every word you said was choked out, yet he made out every word.

He quicken his pace and fucked his hat off your head so hard that it bounced off the bed because of your hands trying to find something to clench onto. You hated that your bed was made up right now because that’s what made it hard for you to clench onto something.

Kenny grunts and moans were beginning to become louder as he came near his end. “ Sh-shit, cherry. Ya’ got an old man like me stuttering and moaning like a bitch in heat. Oh shit.” Your pussy gushes out water like a waterfall in a foreign country at the tip of his cock kissing your cervix.

He could feel your cervix on his tip and that sent him over the edge, so when his cum poured into your pussy, you let out a strangled moan as you came onto his cock. Both of your groans and moans were heard on the phone and soon your bestfriend on the other hand came onto her hand as she fingered her pussy to the sounds coming from your end of the phone.

Once Kenny emptied out his balls into your pussy after two minutes, he caught his breath, “ holy shit! Doll, you did so good f’me. Such a good little free hole to use, even they said it.”. He slid himself out of you, his cock had watery white liquid all over it. Water from your squirting and white from his cum. Fuck you made him messy, oh well. Kenny tucked himself into his pants through the zipper leaving to grab a marker and big towel to put under you.

You, on the other hand, were still shaking on your bed, even your clit was twitching as cum slipped out of you and onto your covers. Kenny was gonna have to buy you a new set of sheets. Speaking of Kenny, he came back in with one of your favorite towels and a permanent marker, “ I ain’t done, sweet pea. Gonna fuck ya’ one more time here and then we’re gonna go find an alley or resturant to fuck ya’ in, feeling like pissing off Erwin and the rest of the police force today. “

You sighed and threw your head down into your covers. Today was gonna be a rough and law breaking day. You were so into your head that you didn’t even notice Kenny hung up the phone prior to writing on your back. You couldn’t see what he was writing, if only you knew he wrote the words, “ Old Man’s Whore” and “ Kenny Ackerman’s Slut” underneath it. Being free use was exciting and exhausting. Excitement was winning now because you were ready to see what position he uses next.

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honeydazai · 8 months

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୨୧·࣭࣪̇˖ 𝆬 girl dad Chūya 𝆬 ·࣭࣪̇˖୨୧

Girl dad Chūya, who, the moment he learns he's having a little girl with you, is already overjoyed, coming up with names you both will hopefully like and thinking about how to furnish the future bedroom, how to best bond with her.

Girl dad Chūya, who usually isn't prone to overthinking, though he can't help but worry about his future daughter — or daughters. While he'd like to protect her himself at all times, he knows that won't be possible, which is why he's quick to teach her some ways of self-defense. If she inherited his Ability, great; if not, he'll teach her some basic fight moves even if she has no actual interest in martial arts. It's for an important reason, after all. Really, he might just get her something a little more strong than pepper spray, too — just in case.

Naturally, he'll defend her with his life as well; if anyone were to ever try and hurt you or her, he makes sure to get rid of them.

Girl dad Chūya, who bonds easily with his daughter, no matter what her hobby is — if she's more into sports, perhaps soccer or even martial arts, that's amazing; he's not the best martial artist in the Port Mafia for nothing, and he'll gladly teach her how to get her movements to be extra crisp and sharp. If she's into fashion, that's great, too, given how he takes dressing himself properly seriously as well, and he won't hesitate to buy her whatever she sets her eyes on. He's got the necessary money, after all. Even if she's into art and books and other topics he himself isn't too interested in — not to say he's not fond of a good painting or novel; he just rarely finds the time to indulge in those kind of interest —, he makes sure to encourage her to be herself, to do what makes her happy, and often asks specific questions about the novel she's reading or the piece she's currently drawing to be as involved as possible.

He doesn't mind sitting through three to four Barbie movies in a row; at one point, he even starts getting into them rather than just tolerating them, grimacing at the antagonists and cheering for Barbie and Ken, though he'll also recommend other films, especially ones that aren't stereotypically seen as girly and feminine. Just because she likes Barbie doesn't mean she can't also enjoy Jurassic Park or Star Wars, after all.

Girl dad Chūya, who does absolutely anything to make sure his daughter is happy and safe; even though he's a strong and scary mafioso at day, his Ability terrifying and powerful, his rank as an executive intimidating, he won't shy away from painting his nails just to see his daughter giggle and to hold imaginary tea parties with her. God, if she wants to, he'll even squeeze himself into a frilly dress, a tiara on his head, matching the one on his daughter's, if only it makes her laugh.

That's the most important thing, after all. He didn't have a particularly happy childhood himself, which is why he'll do his utmost to make sure her early years of life are as perfect as can be.

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cupidastrology · 9 months

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asteroid lust 4386 through the 12 houses ୨୧ 18+

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asteroid lust 4386 readings are currently open 🩷

read about what asteroid lust is about in this post.

you may read briefly on what asteroid lust is all about + what they play involving the 12 signs in this post .

to be brief, asteroid lust is the internal and deep desire to connect with another person, place, or thing. depending on where and how it's involved in your birth chart, it shows what you feel lustfully, deeply, intimately, and fanatically in that area of the birth chart.

asteroid lust 1st house - you find kinks and ways of arousal in the environment you're familiar with or what you are finding out for the first time. to be able to discover a new space to indulge in brings a fresh outlook on how to express yourself sexually and sensually. you are forever curious, cultivating new experiences with sexual fantasy.

asteroid lust 2nd house - you tie your kinks and sexual fantasies with your emotions, which may push and pull often due to constantly indulging yourself in new experiences. sexuality is heightened here, because emotions (represented by 2h) connect to curiosity and wanting a sense of intimacy. you are ready to mingle but you always land kinky experiences intimately or privately.

asteroid lust 3rd house - you are experimental and you can't help but think various areas of sex, wanting to try out different experiences with others. you may have a hand for drumming up fantasies for others, or have the ability to bring a sense of romantic energy to the bedroom with your words. sexting, dirty talking, and verbal words are a turn on.

asteroid lust 4th house - it can be hard to find the desire to reach out and share yourself sexually or in terms of expressing your sexuality with this asteroid in this home. you may have a kink for family, or reproduction, wanting to know how it would feel to belong as one with another person. you are discreet and private in the way you understand intimacy and fantasy with sexual relations.

asteroid lust 5th house - the ability to perform and create a fantasy for others may be a massive turn on for you with this position. you may want to perform to entice or drum up sexual energies, bringing a sense of healing even in artistry. photography or film may bring energies of sexuality to the forefront, healing any shame or jealousy that others may have of you. others desire the way you create the energy to attract others.

asteroid lust 6th house - you thrive off of the sexual fantasy of tending and healing your partner. you may even have strong feelings or desires towards self pleasure methods (such as masturbation mainly). there is a desire to indulge with others in a more holistic and natural way of sexual healing or understanding, like the use of hands, the mouth, and the eyes.

asteroid lust 7th house - youre drawn to the connection and intimacy of another's touch. you may want to always understand what another feels in order to feel satisfied. a partner's moans, actions, and positions in the bedroom may entice you to have even strong fantasies than the usual. a desire to be claimed and possessed in the cards with this position.

asteroid lust 8th house - sexual fantasy is based on the true emotions and intimacy of the self, in order to give to another. in this position, there is heightened greed with what you wish to give or share. you may possess an ability to attract the darkest of sexual fantasy, possibly bringing it to light in a reality. your desires may be shunned or shamed, giving it attention in privacy.

asteroid lust 9th house - travel and forms of spiritual belief connect to your sexual desires. you may be seen in a light of worship of others. your open mindness towards sexual fantasy may be present in all intimate connections you have.. you are interested in possible forms of knowledge or history of sex.

asteroid lust 10th house - you can't help but be in the spotlight around sexual desire and fantasy. you are desired and when it comes to intimate connects, they feel your need for them. sexual fantasy has to do with associations of major success. you may be judged for what you want in sexual dreams.

asteroid lust 11th house - friendships and specifically friends to lovers may be a subject connected to many sexual dreams and fantasies in mind with this placement. you may have alot of friends listing over you or always have this great ability to create scenarios involving best friends becoming so much more. you wish to have a fantasy that involved familiarity.

asteroid lust 12th house - your sexual fantasies may derive from tough and hard times in your life. you may be interested in ritualistic and forbidden forms of sex, you may even keep your desires locked inside yourself like pandora's box, never unsealed. you may express your desires around sex in ways that others want to sabotage, you know about sex in ways that it's almost dreamlike.

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luvecupid-moved · 2 years

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‎ ‎ ‎ ୨୧ QIQI ! ❄️ @gumidols gift 2/??

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silentlolita · 2 years

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୨⎯ lilia/ruru | self indulgent edit blog ⎯୧

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vixialuvs · 2 months

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DONT YOU WORRY ABOUT YOUR CURLY HAIR !

୨୧. pairing - riki nishimura x reader .

୨୧. cw - hurt/comfort, wrote with a curly haired hispanic reader in mind, lwk self indulgent lol :,), friends to lovers

୨୧. summary - you get insecure about your curly hair after you overhear some girls talking about it in the halls, and ni-ki is there to comfort you.

୨୧. NOW PLAYING - “a letter to my thirteen year old self” by LAUFEY .

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you were a foreign exchange student, who has been living in korea since you were 7. you were never accepted into the standards because of your skin color, your hair, and the food you eat.

yet there was one boy, who you came to know as your best friend, nishimura riki. he came from japan, but still managed to fit in with the others. you sort of resented him, how easy people accepted him but gave you funny looks, always picking you last in games and never sitting with you during lunch.

he didn’t seem to care about any of that. he stuck by your side no matter how hard you tried to push him away, and you eventually gave in. years flew by, and you were still deemed as the odd one out, the only girl in the entire school with beautiful luscious curls, yet you were ashamed of them.

ni-ki, who was given that nickname by his friends in primary school, who was basically glued to your side, however, adored them. he would constantly ask for permission to play with your curls, and you couldn’t help but say yes, even though you knew it would make them somewhat frizzy. deep down in your heart, there was a sudden realization you were in love with the boy.

you pushed your feelings down deep, knowing he should get with one of the perfect korean girls in your school, ones with shiny straight hair and supple, pale skin that glows in the sun. you even decided that one of his fangirls would be a better match for him then you. in a final last ditch attempt to lose your feelings for him, you began to avoid him.

this hurt him so badly, seeing you dodge him in classes and hallways, hiding away during lunch in the library or the courtyard, eating alone. he kept trying to find you, hanging around the spaces you two used to sit together, under cherry blossom trees, on the bleachers, in the library, and finally, underneath the staircase.

he was going on his daily search for you when he heard sniffling come from your designated spot, and knowing your voice, he immediately knew it was you. he rushed down in his dark clothing, complete opposite from what your wearing, decked out in baby pink and white, bow in your hair and everything, seeing you sitting on the steps crying quietly. he sits beside you and cups your cheek, getting you to look at him.

“y/n? what happened?” his voice brings you out of your panic, causing you to look at the tall boy kneeled infront of you. you shake your head and look away from him, but he persists, now holding your face with both of his hands, thumbs caressing your cheeks so lovingly, as if he loves you. “cmon, look at me y/n, please. just tell me.”

he murmurs pleadingly, thumbing away your tears. you cave in, unable to resist his gaze.

“just.. everyone in this school treats me like i’m some specimen.. or like an alien from another planet. just because of my hair and my skin color. i hate it so much ni-ki. and.. um..”

you pause, not sure if what your about to say will go over well. it could seriously jeopardize your entire friendship.

“and what?”

he murmurs, looking at you expectantly, nodding along to what your saying, waiting for you to speak.

“i like you ni-ki. i like you more then a friend and more then a classmate. i like you. i don’t know why i like you. i just do, okay? i’m so sorry. i’m so so sorry—“

your apologies are abruptly cut off with his pouty lips pressed onto yours. he brings you closer by placing a hand on the back of your neck to deepen the sweet, comforting kiss. your hands come up to rest on the sides of his neck and jaw. you pull away with wild eyes, but before you can speak again he cuts you off once more.

“don’t you worry about your curly hair, y/n. it’s so beautiful. people just aren’t used to your beauty, since nobody in korea has your beautiful hair. but you are so unique and ethereal, you stand out from everyone else for a good reason, and that’s why i love you. you aren’t considered normal, and neither am i.”

he rants on about how much he loves you and your hair, until you cut him off.

“you.. love me?”

you sound so awestruck. someone loves you? and it’s the boy you’ve been pining after for years?

“yes, y/n l/n, i love you so much it hurts. please, can i be your boyfriend?”

he pulls you up to your feet, yet hes practically towering over you, standing at 6’1, and interlocks your hands. he cups your cheek with another, bending down to kiss your forehead.

“yes, nishimura riki. you can be my boyfriend.”

you hum before pulling him into another sweet kiss, getting lost in his embrace.

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@vixialuvs . thank you for reading, do not copy, steal or plagiarize my work ! requests are always open !

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