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novelcain · 1 year

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Hi i want to ask this on my birthday(march 17) but asks were closed so ill ask it now. how would the pilgrims react to finding out that it the readers b-day? 🐇🍀(idk which one to pick so you decide)

Happy late birthday my dear!🥳🥳🥳🥳 Sorry that asks weren't open on the day of but I hope you had a great day darling! 🤗💜💜💜

Now for reactions!

Wukong would be excited! He loves parties and this is absolutely party worthy! He'd probably either fly you all to Flower Fruit Mountain so that him and his monkeys can give you the BEST day of your life. And you better eat as much sugar as you can cause 'round here the party don't stop!

Tripitaka gives you well wishes and several blessings throughout the day. He grew up not knowing the day of his birth and so he wants you to have a safe and wonderful day.

Sandy would pick you up and give you huge hug and wish you many happy birthdays! He'll be picking you up a lot today so get comfy sitting on his shoulder today.

Ao Lie would congratulate and immediately start looking for a gift. Only the absolute best for one of his friends plus he was taught to have a gift ready on the day of so he feels like he has to start looking the millisecond he finds out.

Pigsy would probably try to get you a hug like Sandy but a loud "NO!" from everyone shut that down rather quickly. (Since this is your first birthday with all of them then Bajie is still... Bajie.) So instead he just wishes you a happy birthday.

And as a gift to you dear 🍀 anon:

🎁Gifts from the gang~🎁

Wukong being a king and loving things that are extravagant and he's totally not trying to show you that he can give you all the riches in the world that would be ridiculous would go for something extremely expensive and rare yet still meaningful. For example he might get you a hair stick of your favorite flower or animal that is made from precious gems and metals. It'd also likely have some sort of magical property as well. Tho because of how valuable this gift would be it'd likely kept safely on FFM with the promise that Wukong would take you to retrieve it once the journey is over. (this also may or may not have just been a ploy to get you to FFM after the journey sneaky monkey)

Tripitaka being Buddhist wouldn't get you anything extravagant or expensive, instead preferring to give you something useful to you and your journey. Maybe something you've been asking for lately like a journal and a brush. He'd also likely try to give you something the has Buddhist scriptures on it as a means to try to when you over to Buddhism once more.

Wujing would give you something he thinks you would enjoy and use often. He'd likely give you a handmade fidget toy made from wood and stone with lots of different textures and shapes. (You've talked to him enough about fidget toys to have a general idea what they're like)

Ao Lie being raised a prince would most likely also get you something very lavish and it'd very likely be something useless to you right now like an art piece or vase (he means well but these were the kinds of gifts given to him his whole life so it's the only reference he has) (this would also have to be kept on FFM)

Bajie would probably get you something that not only helps you and it something you'd like but helps him as well. For example if he likes your cooking then he'd get you new cooking equipment or if he likes when you play music he'd get you an instrument

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leviathism · 2 years

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Hihihi!! Hope you're staying hydrated. I've been having some Satan brainrot lately, so maybe cuddling up to him under a blanket while reading a good book together? Sounds so peaceful and warm ヽ(o＾▽＾o)ノ of course if you'd like to and find the time!!

- 🍀 Anon

satan x gender neutral reader

Every time you were done with the page, you would tap his arm.

This had become a weekly routine.

On the weekend, when neither of you had anything to do in the early morning, you would meet up in his room and read together.

As per usual, you were curled into his side while he laid on his back. Your head was resting on his shoulder and his free arm was holding you close to him. His hand would slip under your shirt to lightly trace letters into your skin, and he always smiled when he hit a ticklish spot and you jolted wide awake.

One of your hands was wrapped around the forearm of his that was holding the book. You tapped his arm lightly with a finger. He didn’t move and you sighed into his neck. He usually could read faster than you.

You tapped his arm again but he still continued to read. He hummed quietly to let you know he felt it but that only encouraged your eyes to close. It was like as if he had put you under a spell, but under the blanket and with you two cuddled so close together, it was only natural for you to feel at peace and feel sleepy. No magic involved at all.

Your head was cradled in between his shoulder and neck. You briefly wondered if he was uncomfortable by you breathing on him but the thought was quickly shooed away by how comfortable this was. His fingers trailed up your spine. It was practically a death sentence for your state of being awake.

…

“…Hey. Hey, are you still awake?” You opened your eyes and then closed them again. Satan huffed and then said your name to grab your attention again.

“You can keep reading, I’m going to sleep.” He breathed out a laugh. Your words might have been incomprehensible due to your sleepy condition, but you found yourself unable to care.

When you opened your eyes next, the room was dark.

Satan had turned onto his side but he still had ahold of you. His hand that was holding the book was now covering your waist. You lazily looked for the book, hoping the two of you weren’t laying on it and somehow ruining it. But it was safely tucked away on the bookshelf closest to Satan’s bed.

He was so still and peaceful you thought he was asleep. But then he breathed in deeply and shifted. “Right when I try ‘n sleep, you go ahead ‘n wake up…” he yawned and then buried his nose into your hair, tugging you closer with a strong hold so you couldn’t leave.

You weren’t planning on leaving anyways.

#🍀 anon #obey me x reader #obey me x gender neutral reader #obey me x gn reader #obey me fluff #satan x reader #satan fluff #obey me x you #obey me x gn!mc #obey me x gn!reader #obey me x y/n #obey me #satan comfort #obey me comfort

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desires-of-chain · 1 year

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I need content. I need much content. I need—

*whips off sunglasses*

Time and the Fierce Deity railing their partner from either side, holding a silent (or not so silent 🤫) competition to see who can fill up one of their holes first, round after round, their cries of pleasure all but lost to their needy grunts and growls as they each work to fill their beloved up.

there may or may not be a bulge beginning to form, but hey I ain’t gonna stop them

I have a very bad case of brain rot, and Time and Fierce are my current obsession plz forgive me 😪 Or not idk

—🍀

Two fav boys comin' right up 🤤also don't judge, it's been a while since I wrote downright, leg-shaking smut.

A sharp intake of breath, lowly whispering, 'fuck.'

A thumb rubbing your cheek from one of them, you weren't sure. Mind hazy and sight blurry from the tears of overstimulation. A soft purring noise rumbled above you; something slippery and hot tapped against your cheek. A whimper escapes your lips, tongue peeking out, licking skin in a messy motion with no rhythm to mind; a hand runs through your hair, caressing your head before gathering the strands in a gentle grip.

"That's a good little lamb, be nice and swallow."

Fingers deftly scoop a fluid off your cheek, barging into your mouth with two. The same slightly salty taste overruns your tastebuds, and you feel yourself slipping again. Melting into the sweat-riddled sheets underneath your body, the drunk feeling of want was rising, heat burning your mind as you swallowed the fluid. Mouth enclosing around the fingers, sucking and licking them clean before parting with a puff of air.

The sounds of squelching reach your ears, a pleased sigh from Time and another groan leave you, and the feeling of being filled once more draws a mewl from you. Body shakes with nerves, and the head of his cock grazes that spot so sweetly; his hips roll leisurely, back and forth, plugging the mixture of his and the deity's cum within your abused hole.

"N-no more, please," you whined, wiggling weakly in the grasp that had taken place on your hips. Hands encircled your belly, rubbing the bulge gently.

"No?" Time teased, "I could've sworn you said more earlier, did you not?"

"I believe, little lamb, you don't get a say no matter what," Fierce rumbled, the grip on your hair became firm, "cause we're not done with you yet."

#.bea's sinful writing #🍀 anon #link smut #link x reader #smut #fierce deity x reader

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milkiematcha · 2 years

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HELLO- First of all, you're literally the blog with the best Jeno smut. FEEDING ME MORE JENO STUFF 😩

So can I request Jeno with a dacyphilia kink? Just him being a huge sadist and gets off on you crying on his dick or from edging/overstimulation 🏃‍♀️💨

- can I be 🍀 anon?

ahh you're so sweet<33 you can absolutely be 🍀 anon!!

this was all written at 1am, so pretend its proofread. i went the overstimulation route but if you want an edging version please tell me!!

jeno was the sweetest boyfriend you could imagine having. notes in your lunch, flowers all the times, and knowing you so perfectly it felt crazy sometimes. but god, if he didn't love seeing you cry around his cock.

how could he not, when your eyes would get all wide and tears would form at the waterline, dripping down your flushed cheeks? how could he be anything but obsessed with the way you try to catch your breath, little whimpers leaving your lips as salty tears dripped down your pretty face? and you, his princess, were oh so easy to make cry.

you were so sensitive, it was obvious in the way your thighs try to close around him whenever his fingers brushed your wet panties. and it was made even more clear in the way you became overstimulated so easily if he even brushed his fingers over your clit after you had already cum once. and as perfect as jeno was as a boyfriend, he could not possibly deny himself the pleasure of seeing you become a sobbing mess from just having him inside you?

when jeno lured you into bed and started nipping at your thighs, why would you suspect his plan to reduce you to tears and whines? after all, he let your thighs rest on either side of his head while he ate you out, not fighting the way they gripped his head when you got close to cumming, and he wasn't even holding you down to keep you from wriggling away.

yet.

as soon as you came from his tongue, he pressed you down into the bed and just wouldn't. let. go.

his tongue kept flicking over your clit, one of his hands shifting from holding you down to teasing your enterance, then to thrusting two fingers inside you, despite your whines and already teary eyes.

"nono stop, it's too much" your words were hushed by another knot already forming in your stomach, fingers tugging at strands of his hair clutched between his fingers.

"you're a good girl, right?" he'd mumble, still concentrated on getting you to cum. "good girls don't whine, they take what i give them."

your orgasm had tears dripping down your cheeks and your fingers so tangled in his hair he had to reach up to detach your hands. and fast enough to give you whiplash, he was back to being your perfect boyfriend, wiping your tears with his thumbs and cooing praise at you.

"you did so well, baby. you can keep doing good, right? gunna let me fuck you like the good girl you are, right?" he'd murmur, already stripping off his gray sweats and tossing them out of view. the nod you gave was necessary affirmation, but simultaneously useless because he could just tell from the way your eyes shone that you wanted more.

he wanted you to ride him, because of course he did. your tears shone so much brighter when you were on top, and how could you deny him when your head was so foggy from pleasure? and he was doing most of the work anyways, his fingers curled into your hips as he lowered you onto his cock.

and god, the stretch was enough to make your lip tremble and your eyes brim with tears again. and to jeno, you just looked so perfect, so pretty with your hands resting on his shoulders and your fingers digging into his skin, no doubt leaving crescent shaped marks on his tanned skin but he didn't have the capacity to care because you looked that gorgeous.

and when he thrusted up into you, it was enough to strip away the last of your sanity and send tears dripping down your cheeks, your body shaking slightly with contained sobs. you could feel yourself losing control again, your body slipping back into the pleasure of overstimulation while it continued to cry out from the feeling.

"you look so pretty." jeno mumbled into the air, hand slipping down to stimulate your clit more, forcing you to bury your face in his neck just to try to calm the sobs. "just cum one more time for me angel, one more time."

the feeling of his cock brushing perfectly against that spot again was enough to send your orgasm crashing over you, your head going completely blank to anything but the drag of jenos cock inside you while he chased his orgasm.

and to jeno, you looked prettier than ever with tear streaks running down your cheeks and mindless whimpers and whines leaving your swollen lips. so pretty that it sent his orgasm crashing over him too, his lips attaching to the sensitive spot on your neck to muffle his groans.

jeno was the perfect boyfriend, but who said he couldn't enjoy your tears once in a while? after all, he always brought you flowers the next day, so doesn't that even it out?

#🍀 anon #nct smut #nct dream smut #jeno smut #lee jeno smut

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starfxkr · 1 month

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normal jayj barely showers already gross jayj wants u to join him so he can eat it after it’s been marinating for days ESPECIALLY if you’re an even mildly hygienic person. he wants the twang in the most primal sense there i said it 🙇🏽‍♀️

also can i pretty pls b 🍀 anon ?

jj always talking about how he likes you "marinated" and at first its so??? like you feel self conscious because you been at work sweating all day and he's sniffing around you tryna eat it right then and there because he straight up does not care, but one day you're so tired you just let him and when I say he's fuckin ravenous that's and understatement. he probably just shoves your panties to the side and goes crazy and you never cum so hard in your life.

#✨.txt #jj maybank prompt #🍀 anon

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marksbear · 1 year

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hello hello ! first request here :)

fandom : black panther / black panther : wakanda forever [ marvel ]

character : erik killmonger

plot : as a child, killmonger had one person that he trusted the most, besides his father - m/n l/n. despite his secretive nature, both boys enjoyed playing basketball together, and going to killmonger's apartment - as y/n was one of the only kids that his father seemed to trust to let into their home. on the night of his father's death, killmonger cries into the arms of y/n, who holds him silently, and it seemed it was just them against the world. until y/n disappeared immediately after, aiding killmonger's descent into madness and revenge. timeskip to his time in wakanda, more or less ruling it after the 'death' of t'challa, he strolls the streets until he sees a familiar face and chases them into alleyways. y/n, alive and well, staring at killmonger with a sorrowful expression. killmonger is betrayed, realizing that all along his childhood friend was from wakanda, and that may have been the only reason his father allowed him to come into the house - as he knew the boy would say nothing, maybe he was even a part of their schemes. the reunion is all shouting and close up threats, until they're both overcome with emotions and they just screw in the alleyway.

basically [ childhood friends to strangers to enemies to lovers ]

i apologize for the long request, i enjoy your work and sort of rambled the idea i had in my head. thank you in advance, i hope it doesn't cause much trouble, and it's alright if you are unable to fulfil it.

if it isn't much, i'd like to be the 🍀 anon, or maybe🪴if that one's already taken. thank you again <3

Hi hello! Hope you're doing well my friend! And of course you can be🍀 anon! You'll be my good luck charm!

ERIK KILLMONGER X MALE READER

Erik stands outside the gate looking at the boys playing basketball watching them from afar.

The boys seemed like they all knew each other leaving Erik to be the odd one out. Erik turns his attention to a young boy sitting on the trunk of someone's car holding a basketball in his lap. Erik stares at him wondering “Why isn’t he playing with anyone.” Erik is so deep in thought that he doesn’t notice the boy walking to him.

The boy climbs on the gate and drops down to Erik. Erik still doesn’t notice the boy until the boy lightly shoves his arm. “Wh-what oh.” Erik looks at the boy. Y/n pushes the ball into Erik’s arms with a smirk on his face. “I’m Y/n. And you are?” “Erik…” “Well Erik lets 1v1! First to eleven wins”

Y/n holds onto Erik’s arm moving the damaged gate out of the way holding it open for Erik.

The boys begin to play multiple rounds of basketball. Round after round the two never seem to get tired of each other. Some strangers/ other kids come and go as they play for hours. The two taught each other different moves and tricks. They play for hours until they begin to feel tired.

Y/n shoots the winning shot with a smirk on his face looking at Erik. “I win again!” Y/n brags earning a playful shove from Erik. The two begin wrestling each other trying to prove their dominance to see who is the real winner. Erik takes Y/n to the ground, pinning him to the floor. “Now I’m the real winner.”

Erik teases earning Y/n to play dirty. By tickling Erik. “Y/n! S-stop AhaHA! Stopp!” Erik laughs out falling down on the floor with his friend. Y/n stops with a few laughs escaping his own lips.

The two lay on the ground side by side talking about whatever comes to mind. “You're pretty good at basketball.” Erik says, looking to his side staring at Y/n.

“You too. Erik maybe a bit worse, but still good.” Y/n jokes earning Erik rolling his eyes.

“Y/n, maybe we can go pro together? Y’know like to join the NBA.” Erik says imaging the two of them playing side by side in a real game. Y/n’s face seemed confused like he didn’t know what the NBA was, but to please his new friend Y/n agreed by shaking his head yes. “Y-yeah we’ll be unstoppable.” Y/n adds slightly praying that he got it right.

“It’s getting dark. How about I walk you home?” Y/n suggests getting off the ground and picks up his ball looking down at Erik. Y/n holds out his hand waiting for Erik to take it. Erik takes it and gets off the ground with Y/n’s help.

Y/n and Erik walk to Erik’s house hand in hand “keeping the other safe.”

After they reach the apartment and everything Y/n lets go of Erik’s hand and smiles at him. Erik looks sad from having to leave his friend. “When do I see you again?” Erik asks, watching Y/n think. “Anytime and everywhere. I promise.”

The answer confused Erik and before he could ask again the front door opened revealing Erik’s father looking at the two boys. Erik’s dad stared at Y/n wide eyed like if he knew Y/n’s secret. “Erik, who is the boy?”

“He’s Y/n! My new friend!” Erik dad gave Y/n one more glance before opening the door. “Well get in. You to Y/n. It's too late for you to go back home.” Both boys go inside and go straight to Erik’s room.

Erik gave Y/n extra sleeping clothes and both got ready to go asleep. The boys get into the bed laying next to each other side by side. They talk about anything that comes into their mind.

“Y/n? Are you still awake?” “Yeah. What's up?” “Wanna explore the neighborhood tomorrow?” “Sure. We can. We can go everywhere together, you just have to say the word.” “Friends for life?” Erik says, holding out his pinky. “Friends forever.” Y/n holds out his own pinky wrapping it around Erik promising.

After that night the boys became inseparable. They hung out every single minute of the day. They were together forever. They knew everything about each other, the bad things, the good things, and even things the person didn’t know about themselves.

TIMESKIP

Y/n and Erik were doing pickup with some other boys about to play basketball until something big and weird happened. Some ship or something was in the sky flying past them in the air. Erik runs to his house with Y/n chasing after him.

Y/n recognized what was in the sky. I mean c'mon he grew up seeing them everywhere. Y/n prayed that they weren't coming for him.

Once the boys reach the apartment door Y/n goes in front of Erik trying to shield him from the horrors he already knew what was going to come. Y/n opens the door hearing a gasp from behind him. Erik pushes past Y/n running to his dad’s body.

Erik cradles his father's dead body silently crying as Y/n watches him before walking to him and hugs Erik tightly. Erik cries even harder holding his dear friend for dear life. Y/n lays his head on top of Erik trying to comfort him the best he can. Erik's thoughts run wild; the only thing he can think about is revenge and Y/n. Erik’s body slowly feels limp from crying. Erik's eyes slowly close from exhaustion. He didn’t when he started to become tired. Erik’s become choked sobs as Y/n comfort him without saying anything.

Erik's body became limp, passing out from exhaustion and sadness. Y/n uses all his kid strength to drag Erik into his bedroom before leaving him on his bed. Y/n takes off his necklace and ring to give Erik something to remember him by. Y/n takes off his jacket and lay’s it onto Erik. Tears fall from Y/n’s eyes before he leaves the apartment.

To never be seen again…

When Erik woke up he was scared, lonely and revengeful; only Y/n’s jacket brought him comfort. Erik looked around the neighborhood for hours for his friend. By hour by hour Erik began to lose up. So defeated he goes back home and goes into his room. He almost went straight to his bed, but something shiny caught his eye. Erik goes to the dresser and picks up the rings and cries even harder while clutching Y/n's jacket close to him.

TIMESKIP

King Kilmonger walks around Wakanda making sure everything is perfect. He’s been ruling it since the death of T'challa taking the princess' place to rule. Erik seems alright from the outside. He was a strong, cocky, a bit evil man, but still had somewhat of a heart.

What most don't know, Erik sometimes cries himself to sleep as memories of his childhood friend run through his mind. Erik hated him deeply, but he couldn’t deny that he loved and missed the man dearly. The feeling of betrayal goes through his body every single day.

Erik strolls around the street stretching his legs and clearing his mind before having to sit through another long and boring meeting.

People greet their king as he passes by him. Many offer gifts and others just starting conversation.

Everything was going fine until Erik heard a familiar name being called.

"Y/n! Come help me lift this." Some older fellow shouted looking at the younger man for assistance. "Alright." A voice rings out automatically catching Erik's ears. "Y/n..." Erik mumbles out watching the male lift up some crates for the old man. "Thank you Y/n. Such a fine young man you are." The older man praises patting Y/n on his back for the good work.

Y/n smiles at the older man before turning back to the street going to head back home.

Erik and Y/n lock eyes both of them stand like deer in head lights in the middle of the street.

Y/n runs for it catching Erik a bit off guard, but chases after him as fast as possible.

They run past corners and turns with Y/n trying to throw off the king to the best of his ability. From any point of view they'll probably think Y/n was a thief or worse from how their king is chasing him down. Y/n tries to lose Erik in the crowd, but nothing can stop the king.

But finally their game of chase is cut short. Y/n goes straight into an alleyway leading into a dead end. By the time Y/n realized it was too late Erik ran into the alleyway after Y/n.

"Y/n. It is really you." Erik breathes out staring Y/n. "You're alive." Erik also says in disbelief. Y/n lets out a sigh and nods his head yes. "Why..." Erik trails off before anger begins to overcome him.

"Why! Why would you leave me!" Erik screams feeling his whole body burn with rage. "How could you do that to me!?! When I needed you most. You were my best friend! And I needed you!" Erik adds watching Y/n's sorrowful expression begin to change.

"Bestfriends? Really Erik? We were nothing close to best friends. Erik you never gave a damn about me unless we were hanging out at your place or playing basketball! You didn't even make an effort to know where I live or anything about me!" Y/n shouts walking closer to Erik showing him that he isn't scared.

"I trusted you with my life Y/n. Me and my father did!" Erik shouts back while registering that Y/n was the only person allowed in the house.

"You're from wakanda. And you knew didn't you? You knew what was in the sky that night. You knew that they were gonna kill my father! And I bet you were a part of it." Erik blames walking closer as well.

"Erik... Don't start saying things like that." Y/n says as flashbacks going through his mind from all the times he was with Erik and his father.

"Why Y/n! Why did you leave me? I cried for years and I still do trying to think about when you left me... I-I should honestly punish you for that. You made me go into madness. We both knew that I couldn't life without you. You were the only one besides my father, I loved and trusted."

When Y/n heard those words fall from Erik's mouth he almost cracked. Y/n moves both his hands on both sides of Erik's cheeks pulling him in for a deep kiss.

Erik was surprised and pulled away fast looking at Y/n wide eyed. Y/n stares back at him feeling that he did the worst thing ever, but those feelings are quickly washed away by Erik kissing him.

The two hold and kiss each other. Holding each other tightly like the other would disappear. Y/n is quick to move Erik on the wall as the kiss gets more and more heated. Their bodies move against each other finally getting the satisfaction the both of them longed for.

Erik and Y/n fumble around with their clothes trying to take them off as quickly as they can.

Finally Y/n pulls away gasping for air a bit as he takes off his own clothes never breaking eye contact with Erik. Erik watches Y/n undress watching him with pure love in his eyes. The king begins to take off his own clothes.

Y/n pins Erik on the wall kissing and biting his now exposed skin. "I want you inside me Y/n." Erik says growing impatient not even caring that he isn't well prepped.

Erik moves his hands down to Y/n's hard cock giving it a few slow strokes while staring Y/n in his eyes. Erik pulls his hand away before spitting on it and goes back to jerking off Y/n.

Erik's hand movements are fast and rough trying to make Y/n's cock wet as fast as he can. Y/n bucks his hips into Erik's fist while soft moans escape his lips. "Give it to me Y/n!~" Erik pleads pulling his hand away and turning his body around to his stomach on the wall and bending over.

Y/n puts both hands on either side of Erik's hips holding him still as he slowly moves his tip inside Erik's hole. Y/n begins to slowly thrust in and out inside Erik causing Erik to let out moans and whimpers.

"Fa-faster! ohHh fuck~" Erik moans out moving himself down meeting Y/n half way when he thrust.

Y/n doesn't need to get told twice as he picks up his thrust at a fast pace. Y/n's grip on Erik is tighter as he begins to abuse his hole with thrust. Y/n thrust became deeper and rougher. Skin slapping and moans can be heard throughout the hallway as both males don't even care if they're making too much noise.

Erik walls tighten around Y/n once Y/n hits his prostate causing a long moan to fall from his mouth.

Y/n begins to abuse Erik's prostate snapping his hips at a faster pace and hitting his prostate every single time with his thrust. "Again! fu-ck~ hit it again~" Erik begs

Erik hard cock leaks precum and his cock twitching from being near his peak. Y/n thrust doesn't slow down a second keeping up his fast and rough rhythm.

The king holds onto the wall for dear life as Y/n wrecks his hole. "Y/n!~ I'm about to cum! gonna cum!~" Erik moans as his eyes begin to water. Y/n speeds up his thrust even faster than before as he feels his own cock twitch inside Erik. Erik is first to meet his peak. He cums hard onto the floor and wall painting it white as he screams and moans out things that don't even make sense.

Erik's walls clamp on tighter on Y/n's cock eager to get Y/n's load inside him.

After a few more thrust Y/n's cums deep inside Erik painting Erik's inside white and warm causing Erik to scream all sorts of things. Y/n thrust hard and slow a few times fucking him until he's out of his high and drained.

The two breathe heavy and in silence both too tired to say anything and a bit scared to say something. Y/n begins to pull out slowly as he watches his load pour out of Erik. "Don't leave me. Y/n don't go..." Erik says quietly hoping that Y/n didn't hear him.

Y/n turns Erik's body around so he faces him. "I don't live far from here. Lets go to my place and get you cleaned up."

THE END

#erik killmonger #erik killmonger x male reader #killmonger x male reader #x male reader #male reader #marvel x male reader #x dom male reader #x top male reader #the bear club #🍀 anon

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seakicker · 2 years

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okay but what about fertility archon childe and rapid/surprise pregnancy. . . he doesn't even need to physically breed you because just a snap of his fingers is enough to knock you up. but one day when he's masquerading as a human in some no-name travel and he sees you, he simply decides your gonna end up pregnant. the way your apron wraps around your waist and tummy keeps tempting him, giving him ideas how he could make it rounder, more pronounced under the fabric - and the liquor he drank makes him even more mischevious than usual. so he keeps stealing glances at you through the evening as a few ideas began stirring in his head. you're a little ditzy, he notices, because you don't immediately catch on how other patrons try flirting with you, making crude jokes when you approach them to make sure the food and drinks are to their liking. in his mind, he already claimed you when he first looked at you and your gorgeous body - the soft curve of your stomach, or the lovely shape of your hips and the low-cut shirt that slips down dangerously when you move around, busy serving clients and cleaning. but he keeps coming back how he could make you balloon right here, in the middle of a busy shift. everyones eyes would be on you, as you would swell with his children, confused and panicked. he could walk out, making everything your problem, simply leave you in the exact spot you're in right now, maybe moaning in both pain, fear amd arousal his powers ignite in you. or maybe he would offer you a helping hand as your body changed drastically in a span of few minutes, take you to one of the rooms that are avivable for guests. there, he could show you how to appreciate the boon of THE fertility archon.

take two lmao but the concept has me salivating thank you juju for the food 🙏🙏

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🍀 YOUR BIG BRAIN STRIKES AGAIN!!!!! GODDDD this is so hot. sudden pregnancy blessed upon you by none other than the archon of fertility himself… truly a blessing indeed ❤️ i like to imagine that when he’s in a horny/mischievous/Evil mood, he just kinda walks down the street and snaps his fingers whenever he comes across a beauty who would look even more perfect with their belly round and big with new life. almost like he’s just…. infecting people or shooting them with a Pregnancy Beam LMAO. he’s just walking by them and boom, they’re pregnant! congratulations on the baby!

and oh, when he lays eyes on you, he’s convinced that there’s nobody on this planet who was made for breeding more than you. he can’t help but imagine what you’d look like with a belly so big and round that apron you’re currently wearing no longer fits you… you’ve just grown too nice and heavy with his babies to secure the ribbon around your waist.

and the sheer humiliation you’d feel in such a scenario shouldn’t be turning him on as much as it is… just think about it! this adorable little waitress swelling up so beautifully in front of everyone as they just watch would be a delicious sight for the archon… and watching you try to make sense of what’s happening will be even better. just a frantic, flustered mess clutching a nearby table for support since your legs don’t feel strong enough to properly carry the weight of your new, heavy belly. he’d just sip his coffee and watch smugly as your shirt rides further up and up your belly as it grows, your tits filling with milk nearly instantly and puffing up over the cups of your bra, cleavage filling out the low neckline of your shirt and straining against the fabric. he swears he can see a peek of your areolas, your bra nearly comically small now from the way your tits have grown nearly 3 cup sizes before his very eyes—and, oh, what’s that? are those stains on your shirt from where your heavy tits have begun to leak milk? how embarrassing!

now childe could get up and leave you alone to enjoy your new, heavily pregnant body all by yourself, relishing in the feeling of a round belly, wide hips, huge tits… love the idea of him sneaking a little mindbreak spell or something in with his instant pregnancies so the people he magically knocks up instantly fall into a breeding slut mindspace where they don’t care who’s staring, they’re just happy to be so nice and round. he could go right now and leave you to continue embarrassing yourself in front of everyone, or he could snatch you up and take you away to a hotel room to enjoy your body with you… who’s to say? both options seem plenty fun!

#SO HOT three cheers for rapid preg #cw pregnancy #cw breeding #fertility archon childe #🍀 anon #spicy #cw lactation #not putting this in the x reader tags bc i am Humiliated by my grossness #expansion and preg my beloved #cw exhibitionism #cw mindbreak

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flatfuckfridays · 2 months

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VOX VOX VOX

tHE vVv TOWERS ON FIRE AGAIN

SOMEONE BURNT THE COFFEE MACHINE AND IT SPREAD REALLY FAST AAAA

Oh Jesus fucking Christ this really came at a swell time, huh?

@red-velvette-swirl @moth-pimp-val @clover-anon-responds

[Ok, I’m activating the fire protocol again. Everyone whose inside the building, get the fuck out till the UPGRADED✨ sprinklers put the shit out]

#flat fuck voxday #a/v² #ask the tv bitch #hazbin hotel vox #red velvette #tw valentino #🍀 anon

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emelinstriker · 3 months

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Hi! Question for ESAU, how would they react if reader has Tourettes? Like, normal everyday ones and tic attacks (for context, for anyone unaware, a tic attack is basically an elongated period of time where you can’t stop ticking. It hurts sometimes. Mine are usually triggered by stress/anxiety/panic attacks but they can also sometimes happen whenever) (as for everyday tics: physical and vocal tics, I.e. twitching, squeaking, saying random phrases, random movements - the works) just curious! - 🍀

Pretty sure they would be questioning their Master's tics or be worried that it's a sign of them dying. Depends on the champion though. The Reader would have to explain to them what's going and tell them about what's triggering their tics, if there is a reason.

They'd wanna be able to help out as best as they can to reduce random tics if possible. Especially if they know it can potentially be painful.

#eternal servants au #esau qna #🍀 anon

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anotherkindofloveletters · 1 year

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Hello there 👋🏼

Would you write something fluffy about boyfriend Pierre taking care of you because you sprained your ankle?

Thanks!

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Hi 🍀, I hope you liked this! I loved this idea even though I know my fic's not the greatest, but still I've tried. Thank you for asking :) hope to write more for you.

I would give you the world

“Pierre, you don’t really have to do all this.” y/n says following with her eyes her boyfriend rushing around the flat as fast as a pimball trying to cook, clean everything up and making y/n as comfortable as she can be. Since she hurt her ankle, he’s been like this, trying to make her feel better and letting her mind free of worries.

“No, mon ange, you have to rest and I don’t want you to worry.�� how could he look even more handsome whilst literally cleaning the floor she couldn’t understand – he was perfect. “Babe, I’d rather have you here by my side and watch a movie together.” she says frowning “I appreciate what you are doing, but you need to rest too.”

Pierre feels his heart warming and decide that a little break won’t hurt anybody. So he eventually decide to join y/n on the sofa, letting her rest between his arms “I already feel so much better” Pierre giggles at those words “I am sorry amour, I wanted to help to ease your mind and forgot to actually take care of you.” y/n shakes her head “No, you did take care of me, just a bit too much.” she smiles at him looking at him in his eyes, he gets lost for a second in them looking at hers too. “I love you, thank you for doing this.” he leans towards her and kiss her gently “Je t’aime aussi.”.

The rest of the day they spent together on the sofa, watching sweet disney movies and drinking hot cocoa that Pierre prepared for the both of them, willing to face the consequences with his trainer the next day. Spending every second entwined in an embrace, enjoying every second of each others breathing and scent, it was unusual to them to have such a slow day for the both of them. “It’s so nice to have a normal day like this, thank you for making me slow down.” admits the french caressing y/n’s hair “I wish I hadn’t to sprain my ankle to get to this.” they giggle “We have to do this more often, just cuddling and movies.” at those words Pierre leaves a sweet kiss on y/n’s forehead “I swear we are going to baby”.

#🍀 anon #f1 fan fiction #pierre gasly #f1 imagine #alphatauri #female!reader #pierre gasly fic #pierre gasly imagine #pierre gasly x reader #pierre gasly x y/n #alphatauri fic #f1 x you #pierre gasly f1 #f1 imagines #f1 fic #anotherkindofloveletters requests #anotherkindofloveletters #anotherkindofloveletters masterlist

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legendofmorons · 1 year

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Could I request reader who is platonic soulmates with Legend? Either headcannons or a story whichever you prefer.

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Of course you can! I'm doing headcannons because I'm having a hectic week. But if you decide you want a story too, feel free to let me know

Legend dosen’t care that you're platonic soulmates, you're still soulmates and anyone who disrespects that is gonna catch his hands

He loves you so much, you're his matching half.

He fully supports any romantic relationship you get into

You're his family, and you might as well be his sibling for how much he loves you

There isn't much he wouldn't do to keep you safe and happy

If anyone assumes you're a romantic soulmate set, he will correct them. If they have a problem with it he's starting a fight

He tells the chain about you, and is surprised that they are so accepting

I feel like even if you live in a progressive time there are always going to be assholes who are homophobic or assume all soulmates are romantic

But he always reminds you why that dosen’t matter

You are his plus one to everything.

You all probably live together

He does teach you to fight but says you're welcome to ask him for help too

He likes to mess with you though, lots of noogies and playful banter

He has your favorite meal and git drink memorized

Gifts you things he finds on adventures

Does give the shovel talk to anyone you date : Don't hurt them or I swear to Hylia I'll feed you to the hogs

Legend likes when you sing, it lets him know that you're happy.

Of anyone tries to ask you to stop singing or Hylia forbid tries to shame you for it? Rage. He's amazed at their audacity and will put them in place

Look Legend dosen’t actually want to fight all the time, he just- it's become the safer response

If you take time to help him realize that he's home and safe he'll appreciate it forever

I can see both of you pranking Zelda, citing that she needs to have more fun

If he ever gets married to someone you are either is best man/woman OR walking him down the aisle.

You guys have sleep over nights even though you probably live together. You'll make a pillow fort in the living room and talk all night

He's not the most openly affectionate but if you like physical affection he'll try to get better about it

If your family is awful he's helping you cut them out

If your family is awesome he's getting himself adopted as fast as he can

If you like spicy food he's trying to find your limit (he'll stop if asked)

Calls you all sorts of Nicknames from 'that bitch' to 'light of my life'

You two are the trouble makers of town, and on April fools you go all out.

If either of you have kids the other one is involved in their lives.

You're his emergency contact.

He'll help you dye your hair

Legend swears up and down he's never had pink hair and everyone imagined it (you know he's a liar but go with it)

If you ever meet the chain and he isn’t visible you're trying to fight then becuase they're obviously liars. (They think this is hilarious)

Legendary would come out after you started to try to fight then and just be like : (Y/n) wtf?

Overall, he's your best friend and biggest supporter

#lu #linkeduniverse #misty writes #linked universe x reader #lu legend #🍀 anon

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desires-of-chain · 1 year

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POLY CHAIN POLY CHAIN POLY CHAIN POLY CHAIN—

Fr though, when it comes to each of them, I have no doubts in my mind they each have their own designated ways on how to absolutely wreck you, and I’d put money on the fact that they’d 100% be jealous if you just happened to casually let slip something about how good one of them did, or how you seem to be having difficulties walking, or just something that would make some of them think “I need them, now.”

Maybe each of them has a specific skill set that none of the others can get quite right? Or maybe silent (or no so silent) competitions on who can take first place in how many times they can get you to cum? 😮‍💨

Thoughts. Many thoughts. 🤭🤭🤭

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They def do bets (not money, just more so of 'I bet I can get them the loudest, and if I win, the losers can't touch them, etc.) on who would make you the loudest or cum the hardest.

Warriors: I got them to cum 10 times, how about you?

Sky: -sighs- about 7

Time: 9

Twilight: Well shit, I'm tied with Sky.

Legend: Heh, 11

First: 5, unfortunately, somebody -glares at Warriors- interrupted us.

Wild: Tied with Time.

Hyrule & Four: 15. -Both look at each other shocked but with respect.-

#.bea answers #🍀 anon #smut

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milkiematcha · 2 years

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I'M BACK AND I'M GOING CRAY-CRAY RN

My mind has been filled with Jeno in that SLUTTY ASS OUTFIT FROM THE DREAM SHOW-

So I was thinking him railing you back stage with that outfit on 😩 I'M SO DELULU FOR HIM

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you have the best asks istg because I WAS THINKING THE EXACT SAME THING. jeno walked onto that stage with a MISSION and then he walked out knowing that he had served cunt and caused millions around the world to collapse on the spot. and right after that he got on a plane to pop his pussy in nyc whos doing it like him. ANYWAY

jeno is a sucker for show adrenaline. it felt like being on cloud 9, his body felt like it was floating through the air, the only thing tethering him to the earth being the cheering coming from all around him.

it also boosted the hell out of his ego.

how could it not? the people around him screaming and cheering when he smirked or tilted his head just so was addicting. but the more addicting thing was knowing that you would be at home, watching fancams and clips and ready to get totally railed when he finally got home.

that is, of course, until he finally got you to sit backstage in one of his concerts. it's not like you had ever turned down the opportunity, he had just never managed to convince his manager to let you sit in the back, getting a perfect view of everything he did.

and god, did he look good tonight.

everyone noticed. it was all over twitter the second he walked out and into the lights. but the dark smudge of a shadow around his eyes, the way his shirt exposed the muscles that people rarely got a glimpse of, the collar accentuating the column of his neck? seeing it online was nothing compared to being there in real life, and being there in real life was nothing compared to having his lips ghost on yours before he walked out on stage. and he absolutely knew it.

there was something more in the way he rolled his hips against the ground in this outfit, something so seductive about the way he licked his lips and winked at the cameras that it had you pressing your thighs together.

and he absolutely knew that too.

he knew everything about you. your favorite flower, what side of the bed you liked, the type of books you liked. how could he not know this too? especially when you made it so obvious that your pretty little head went empty when he showed off the veins running down his hands. he knew that you were imagining tangling your fingers in his hair every time he ran a hand through it and imagining leaving hickeys along his collarbones.

and he was ready to make you beg.

everything was a preformance for you. the roll of his hips, the low rasp of his voice, the rings on his fingers, all of it. a show to make you fall apart, a show to break you. and the show doesn’t end when he gets off stage. no, it goes on with the way he drinks water, his adams apple bobbing when he swallows and his signalling that he was done drinking when he murmured a teasing “want some, princess? you’re staring so much, you must be thirsty.”

there was no real surprise when he tugged you away from the makeup artists touching up everyone’s faces and into a side room. you know him just as well as he knows you, and the way he was looking at you was not half as subtle as he thought it was.

“how am i doing? do i look nice on stage?” his voice was a low purr as he moved towards you, cupping your chin in his big hand, his rings cool against your skin. “i hope i look pretty, hmm baby? you’re so pretty for me, i’ve gotta be pretty for you.”

“you know what i think of you.” you’d mumble, his thumb brushing against your lips and muffling your words just slightly. “you always look-”

his lips were pressed against yours before you could finish, backing you up against the wall as his curled around you, one on your waist and the other curled around your neck softly, the feeling of his lips on yours so intoxicating that you barely noticed the way his fingers dropped from your waist to your hip.

“you’ve gotta be back on stage soon-”

“then we’ll have to make this quick, right princess?”

his fingers tugged your skirt up, working your panties down your legs while his lips attached to your neck, leaving pretty marks along your collarbones. the thought of how you were going to go back out barely crossed your mind, his lips against your neck was just so head emptying that-

“be a good girl and jump for me.” his words were just enough to snap you out of your trance and get you to wrap your legs around his waist. it’s not like he needed you to- he was strong enough that he could work you up and down on his cock like a ragdoll if he wanted to. “gunna let me fuck you against this wall like the good girl you are, right?”

the moan that left your lips was enough for him to sink you down onto his cock, the stretch making you bury your face in his neck and whine, your hands digging into his shoulders. no marks... no visable marks.

the first thrust was enough to make you both moan, yours muffled in his neck and his a low groan into your hair while his hips moved back and forth, the drag of his cock so good, so head emptying that you could barely hold onto your plan.

one of your hands moved to the collar on his neck, your fingers shaking as you work it up the tanned skin. your lips attach to the base of his neck, sucking and nipping lightly when his hit that perfect spot inside you. “shit- what are you doing?” his voice was shaking, his fingers digging into your thighs in a way that would definitely leave marks as he works you up and down on his cock.

you pulled back, happy with the deep purple mark already forming on his skin. “making sure you look pretty”

something about the way you said it, the way your voice was so light and innocent like he wasn’t fucking you in a room with the dreamies just outside, like you hadn’t just left a hickey on his neck for everyone to see, it drove him crazy. his thrusts only got rougher, your hands returning to his shoulders to try to find some stability while he fucked you.

“gunna cream on my cock like the princess you are, hmm? gunna cum for me like the stupid good girl you are, letting me fuck you in a back room. leaving marks all over me like a little brat, is that what you are?” his voice was barely above a rasp, his words making you clench around him like a vice. the knot in your stomach snapped, leaving you to bury your face his his shoulder while his thrusts roughened, chasing his high until he came inside you, the overstimulation making you whine.

“2 minutes!!” the call came from outside just as jeno was sitting you down on a table and small table, your legs too shaky to stand properly.

“so good for me, baby.” he murmured, grabbing one of his sweatshirts from somewhere in a corner and pulling it down over your head. “i’ve gotta go, okay?”

your nod was paired with a slight pout as you adjusted the collar on his neck, tugging it down just enough to hide the now fully noticeable hickey on his skin. “nono, where’d you put my panties?”

his response was a kiss on the forehead paired with him twirling the pair around his pretty fingers just before tucking it in his pocket. the wink that followed was a promise- a promise of being absolutely wrecked when you got home, probably because you had dared to mark up his pretty skin. oh well.

it’s not like you wouldn’t have fun.

this was so- anyway i hope you liked it!! his look was absoutely lethal and im so excited for his nyc debut. anyway stan 🍀 for being a genius this is a 🍀 stan account

this is not proofread btw if there’s a type no there’s not

#jeno smut #lee jeno smut #nct smut #nct dream smut #🍀 anon #this is a mess #but i hope you like it<33

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