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cupidyeosang · 2 months
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sensitive. [jyh x ftm!reader.] [18+ bulletpoint headcanons]
notes: reader is afab and on hrt, which means very sensitive bottom growth (aka a large clit, or t-dick) and very horny reader. no specifications on how long reader's been on t since that stuff doesn't fully die down lol. this is basically me rambling about my own desires oops. AND hbd yuyu!!
cw: teasing, edging, overstim, praise, he calls reader 'bunny'
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yunho loves to tease you with gentle, barely-there touches
he would coo at you once you start moving your hips, trying to get him to press just a little harder
"ohhh look at you~ so needy~ i barely touched your dick and you're already begging for more~"
he could do it for hours, just holding your hips down while barely rubbing the tip of his finger against your clit
he just loves watching you squirm and whine for him to do something
yunho will touch you through your clothes just cus he thinks you're cute when you're needy :(
yunho also really likes it when you desperately hump his thigh
he's a really big fan of it, actually
he'll grab your hips and guide your movements too
"i have such a cute bunny, don't i? always so horny, hmm?"
yunho is also very fond of groping your crotch when giving you back hugs
regularly makes comments about how big your cock is too, esp when he's grabbing your crotch
"look at that, you have a bulge~ your dick is big enough to show in such loose shorts, amazing~"
yunho regularly overstims you, too
he loves your lack of a refractory period, and combined with how needy you are.... he thinks it's a perfect combo to spend time playing around with, really.
but despite all the teasing, yunho loves to praise you
he's constantly telling you how good you are, how good you look, calling you his good boy, how proud he is, etc
idk how to end these but, tl;dr yunho is a tease but makes you feel good ? asdhfjfk lmk if i need to add tags or cws ^-^ pls rb this if you like it 🥺
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becca-e-barnes · 11 months
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all i can think about is bucky literally BEGGING to eat your pussy. just on his knees, calling himself a needy slut, just looking up at you with puppy dog eyes while he just begs for your pussy on his mouth. ugh.
Men who are this into eating pussy have a special place reserved for them in Heaven. Hearing someone beg to go down on you is life changing when they know what they're doing 🙈
But you're so right, Bucky would be so willing to degrade himself like that just to be allowed to go down on you. He'd be on his knees, trying to ignore how full his balls feel, begging for you.
"P-please." His voice is so quiet you almost start to question if he said it intentionally. "I need to taste you. I can't think about anything else."
His cock twitches despite how heavy it looks, flushed and angry against the pale skin of his thighs.
"Really?" You tease, tilting his chin up with two fingers so he's looking at your face, rather than your body. "Tell me exactly what you're thinking. Describe it to me"
He doesn't miss a beat. "I'm thinking about how soft you are, how warm and silky your cunt feels under my tongue. I'm thinking about burying my tongue as deep inside you as I can reach and still wishing I could get deeper. I want to feel how wet you are but more than anything, I want to taste how wet you are. I want to dream about it for the rest of the week. Every time I stroke my cock I want to be able to remember how you taste."
Precum drips from his tip and you're not sure you can deny him much longer. Not when he's making it sound so appealing.
"Do you even hear yourself?" You do your very best to act like you don't love the sound of every word that has just come out of his mouth.
"I do. I sound like a shameless, filthy, desperate slut. The type of slut who wants to kiss and lick and worship your sweet pussy until you're so sensitive you have to force me to stop." His hand wanders between his own legs, tugging his stiff length to the mere thought.
He's not above begging and you know that. He'll draw this out as long as he needs to until he gets his way but there's very little sense in that when you want this just as much as he does.
"Lie on the bed." You give him time to make his way over before following, lining yourself up just above his face.
You take a second to smooth his hair, enjoying the feeling of his freshly shaved face against the sensitive insides of your thighs.
He's looking up at you, your eyes meeting his. "Thank you." The relief in his voice is clear right before he grasps your hips and pulls you down onto his mouth.
Fuck, he's incredible. This is the mouth you dream about when you're alone. His tongue massages your clit, stroking back and forth before dipping into your fluttering entrance. You swear he must feel what he's doing to you. You feel your cunt clenching and rippling, your muscles contracting in response to the pleasure and for a second you wonder if he can tell.
He's hungry for this; he has been for hours. He's moaning and slurping obscenely, his tongue buried in your cunt. You don't even need to look over your shoulder to know that he's alternating between fucking his own fist and gripping the base of his shaft tight enough to stop him from spilling his release all over himself too soon.
It's very hard to tell which of you enjoys this more.
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hungharrington · 2 months
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i just think that sappy sex with steve would be like one big hug…
like he wouldn’t be able to resist getting as close to you as possible, his hairy chest pressed against your own, his face buried in your neck, his floppy sex-hair tickling at your neck, and your face tucked away in his too, both of you close enough to hear ever whimper, every moan. he has one arm that’s wormed its way under your hips, holding tight at your waist with his huge hand, and the other arm that’s wrapped around your back with his hand buried in the hair at the nape of your neck, occasionally stroking his thumb down the line of your neck— and your bodies are so close it’s just so warm, so sweet, so tender, and steve’s leaving these little open mouth kisses along your shoulder as his hips ruts into you, slow and sensual, muffling his whines into your skin by pulling himself closer to you and losing himself in your body, the rocking of his hips speeding up, feeling so so loved when you hold him back just as tight
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l3viat8an · 1 year
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Soft dom diavolo brainrot.
Blame this idea on a fanart i saw
18+ content MDNI
I am such a slut for soft doms <33 hopefully you enjoy this anon!
You want him to gentle?
Soft, slow and sensual?
He’ll have his bedroom ready with tons of candles lit on the nightstand and every other available surface, with flower petals on the bedsheets!
When you walk into his bedroom, you’ll find him already shirtless sitting on the edge of the bed, “Ready for tonight love~?”
he’ll still make sure you can’t walk tomorrow! Just in a softer way~
So, so much praise!
I’m taking tons of it! Diavolo is constantly telling you “You’re doing so good” and “Yes, just like that, you really are perfect MC~” “My, good little human, you can cum again, can’t you?”
He really loves just being soft with you and talking his time!
Whether he’s eating you out/sucking you off, railing you from behind or watching you suck his cock, it’s all slower ‘n softer movements!
He just enjoys feeling your skin against his, and your lips on his.
I mean yea, if you want him to be rough, and want ant him to be mean and degrade you all night. Diavolo’s more then happy to do it but that’s for another time~!!
And he’s just so fucking big and strong, he can manhandle you into any position he wants. He’s fucked you against a wall, full nelson and standing up-
Once, while he was railing you, he got a call from Lucifer, and they had a full conversation without missing a beat-
If Lucifer noticed (who am I kidding he definitely did-) he did say anything.
And when Diavolo hung up, he just smirked down at you and praised you for being “Such a good little human, keeping quiet, around my cock~”
Insists on cleaning you up himself!! Like Diavolo almost gets mad if you try to do it yourself lol
He wants to pamper you, and treat you like the royal you are~!
“Sit still darling, I’ll get a towel. Just relax.”
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cademygod · 3 months
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rooting through the barty/evan tag on ao3 in search of a main ship rosekiller fic that isn’t porn is like going on a quest in a fantasy book
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licorice-tea · 4 months
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Don’t Fall In Love With Me (Yet)
Pairing: Trafalgar Law x reader
Content: strawhat!reader, gender neutral reader, feelings and fluff (my faves🤞🏽), so much tension, no resolution of that tension… yet😏, lowkey “i hate everyone but you” trope, very brief mention of some canon typical violence, but no actual violence <3
Word Count: 1.3k
A/N: lalalalala i love law😇 i actually wrote about twice as much as what’s here to begin with, but i felt like it was too long for one post, so i might upload it as a second part later if anyone wants that! as always ty for the love, and i hope you enjoy! (did i write this instead of finishing part 3 of my Zoro mini series? perchance. (that will be up soon though!))
Part 2
It’s a day like any other on board the Thousand Sunny- calm waters, music, occasional shouting, and just one abnormality. Law, captain of the Heart Pirates, is a guest on board the Strawhat Crew’s ship in the aftermath of Dressrosa. And despite their hospitality, he finds practically everything about life on board their ship to be draining…
Every potentially quiet moment is interrupted by the crew’s shenanigans.
For starters: the cook and swordsman argue over every little thing, and most of their arguments escalate into fights. The navigator is actually a petty thief or a con-artist at best, and her double, the sniper, takes it upon himself to cause dangerous explosions at least once a day. The musician is an incredibly loud pervert, though the shipwright is somehow even louder and more dramatic. The archeologist is alright- she’s quiet, but Law finds her constant observation more eery than comforting. And the captain is still somehow convinced that his doctor could be used as a source of “emergency food.” Then there’s you; the one who brings whatever you’re working on at the time up to the deck so you can work in the sunlight, wears your weapons like they’re accessories, who only takes breaks from working to visit with your nakama, and always offers a charming smile when you catch Law staring… which happens multiple times in the course of the day.
Law is often irritated, rigid, and cold- so different from your own optimistic and nonchalant demeanor. At breakfast, he doesn’t talk much. Just eats his meal and thanks Sanji before excusing himself to go pour over anatomy books from the ship’s library. He does so for hours, not once joining the Strawhat Crew on deck or even taking time to explore the ship on his own. Nami frequents the library, as well, but she’s taken to drawing maps in her room or on deck since their guests arrival. When night begins to settle overhead, he may return to the kitchen for a cup of coffee, before going right back to his work.
At first, one might have been inclined to think Law didn’t like y/n at all. They can often see his gaze trained on them form from the corner of their eye, but chooses to ignore it sometimes and address it with a smile others. He almost never speaks to them if possible, only offering a nod or a mumbled response to whatever they says. But, he goes out of his way to sit by them at mealtimes and to find himself in the same narrow hallways as them, so that their arms brush. Those are the moments he obsesses over in his mind while he dozes off from his textbooks- the feel of their skin against his, and their kind acknowledgements- always void of harsh judgment.
It’s not just the lack of cruelty in essentially eveything they do, to Law; it’s the presence of love. Love for their nakama, their work, people and places they barely know, even him. He doesn’t recall ever having met someone so full of love that goes beyond superficial kindness- because they can be sarcastic and moody at times- besides perhaps Corazon.
And to y/n, there’s just something about Law that peaks their interests. Maybe it’s the feeling of having someone new around, or something even more indescribable and foreign to the pirate.
Zoro is asleep in the men’s cabin tonight, so y/n is keeping watch. It’s the usual arrangement for the 2 night owls of the crew- when Zoro has truly exhausted his body, he sleeps below deck with the others, and y/n has no trouble staying up through the night.
They turn on some quiet music on their speaker, a must have for any music lover. For a while, they just watch the sea and sky. Nights at sea are like a blackout. But, there is no need for light with strong eyesight and the even stronger moon and starlight.
So it’s no surprise that they see, just out of the corner of their peripheral vision, the top of a white and black speckled hat bobbing up and down as it moves toward the kitchen. Y/n’s eyes widen ever so slightly and their breath catches in their throat. The guest makes them feel silly, in a way, for not being able to discern their own feelings toward him, nor his toward them. They get so caught up in their thoughts about him that eventually they give up. Y/n shakes their head, mentally chastising themself for even being embarrassed or flustered in the first place. And with that confidence boost, they decide to go talk to him.
Next thing they know, y/n is standing before the kitchen door with no plan in mind for what they’re going to say to their crew’s ally. They open the door, but he doesn’t look up from the coffee brewing on the stove.
Y/n clears their throat to announce their presence, and Law whips his head around to see who it is. They offer a friendly smile and a little wave.
“Hi.” They speak softly, as if afraid to break the peace of the night.
A beat passes with no response from Law. Internally, he wishes they hadn’t walked in on him at this moment. The light from the overhead lamp catches in their eyes, and he feels entirely too seen. Not in the way he feels seen by someone like Robin, though, whose constant observation makes him feel uncomfortable; like one wrong move and he’ll have hell to pay for. No; y/n sees him and he’s scared that he might start spewing nonsense to avoid revealing his feelings. And suddenly his cheeks are on fire, and everything is quiet, and all he can focus on is the stars in their eyes that he tries so desperately to look away from.
They tilt their head, likely in concern, and he pulls himself out of his thoughts to mumble, “Hey.”
“Cant sleep?” y/n questions, their starry eyes (as described by Law) flickering over the coffee pot on the counter and back to him.
Law shrugs, then pulls his hat lower over his eyes to hopefully hide his warm face. “I wasn’t trying to sleep.”
“Hm…” they hum in response, “Want to keep watch with me then? If you aren’t busy.”
He thinks they’re just being friendly, like always. When they first met, Law was confused. It made no sense for someone so mild mannered to have a bounty of well over 500 million (now almost double that amount in the time that’s passed), though he didn’t doubt that looks could be deceiving. But even in the midst of battle, of which the two had been in several together, they refused to take kill shots or anything of the sort. So he was still unsure of how they had earned such an impressive reward for their capture. Still, they clearly had a high regard for life, and he had come to learn that they truly were just that kind hearted, not to mention witty and generous. And judging by the “Sora: Warrior of The Sea” sticker he’d noticed on small a journal they carried, which was one amongst many; a bit of a nerd, too. All of these things and more had made Law secretly impartial to them. Or at least, those were the reasons he has listed in his mind to make sense of these feelings.
So he nodded, much to their surprise, and mumbled again “Sure.”
The curve of their smile opens up into a grin, and y/n leaves while fully expecting Law to follow (whenever his coffee was ready.) Which, he does.
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genacity · 1 year
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⌗ nsfw fucking little loser heizou </3
i have a problem with guys who are absolute LOSERS. i mean like literally bitchless fucking weirdos who have never felt the touch of a woman (i am going insane)
maybe its just my corruption kink or sm shit like that but theres something about fucking a little nerd that makes my head spin… so lets demonstrate with my cheeky bf heizou 😇
you’ve seen him in class before. he’s one of the kids in the back of the classroom always silently much too concentrated on some manga or comic book he’d been reading that week. eyes lingering far too long on a certain page, only for it to be a panel of a woman with her thighs wrapped around some guy’s head you notice after passing behind him to sharpen your pencil. (he later claims the characters were taking a self-defense course. you don’t believe him.)
hearing him talk about how he could pin a girl down with ease; snickering to his friends about how easily he could become dominant in the bedroom. you and your friends giggle as you pass— knowing damn well he’d never been loved by a woman besides his mother a day in his life.
when you finally manage him into your bedroom. distracted from the project you were assigned partners in for that same class you caught him drooling over a certain page of his book. pushing heizou onto your sheets, his poor head spinning at the sight of you towering over him. hitched breath, sweat pooling on his brow. this was not the way it went in his manga.
sweet sounds of pleasure barely passing through your closed door, the poor boy’s back arching with every gasp and whimper of your name as your hand pumps his flaring cock. heizou can barely make a sound beyond a whine— the sound of his own voice behind the melody of his own slick being used to abuse his cock made his brain melt into a puddle in the back of his head.
“cum— cum! please!” heizou gasped, thighs shaking as he felt his orgasm near for what seemed the nth time that night. he whimpered at the sound of you laughing, knowing his blubbering pleas had fallen on deaf ears. his cute cries of “cumming!” “y/n—!” “fuh—fuck!” driving you to madness.
going back to school and seeing he’s got a new manga. peering over his shoulder as you go to put the final touches on your shared project you could barely finish at your house— only to see a new image; a man on his knees with a collar around his neck.
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kumquats-are-gay · 6 months
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a totally innocent Johnny Cage x reader imagine/blurb that won't get out of my head:
Thinking about reader and Johnny sleepily cuddling together on the couch or bed. Reader is a bit horny, though, squirming around enough for Johnny to take notice. Both of you are too tired for any real action, though, so Johnny invites you to hump/ride his thigh. He encourages you through every minute of it, insisting that you take what you need to feel good and praising you for your efforts. He'll direct you here and there with faint touches, but ultimately he wants you to get yourself off. Don't get it twisted; it's not because he doesn't want to help. No, simply watching you drowsily rut against him in a desperate attempt to get off is a thing of beauty in and of itself, and he doesn't dare interrupt that.
"Come on, baby," he coos softly into your ear, "you can do it." He lays a hand on your hip, barely there, but it's enough to spur you on. "That's the ticket..."
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nburkhardt · 5 months
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😇 🎄
With winter coming up that means holidays and that means, he’s going to be alone for a long period of time and truthfully?
He’s not ready.
He’s not ready to be at a house that isn’t a home, that his go-to escapes are busy with their families and traditions.
Busy going away to visit family and enjoying the warm of homes.
Steve’s been dreading this month, not just for the bad memories from the upside down. But because since the age of fourteen, he’s been on his own. Before fourteen, it was being shipped off to grandparents and as a child he loved it.
Holidays with his grandparents was fun and loud, full of life. He’d get new toys, shoes and even a bike! Then his parents decided he was old enough to be alone, that they didn’t need to spend money to ship him off to another state and back.
Now at nineteen, he could technically travel by himself. With his own money even. But every time he thinks of buying a ticket or starting to pack an overnight bag, his hands shake and there’s a whisper about how it’ll all come back the minute he’s gone.
So, he stops and continues to move around a lifeless house and pull a smile on his face around his friends. Lies to their faces about how his family will come by and not to worry about him.
But as he waves Robin off, he realizes maybe he should’ve figured out something else. Because now, now with his soulmate going out of state for the holidays, he’s actually alone now.
Oops my bad, had some thoughts and this popped out 😇
A fluffy and sappy follow up
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navybrat817 · 1 year
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You: I'm innocent 😇
Bucky:
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But I am! 😇
So Innocent
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Female Reader
Word Count: Over 320
Warnings: Bucky Barnes, written on my phone
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Bucky's face was mere inches from yours, the blue of his eyes dark and intense as he took in your expression. Instead of his lips brushing yours like you expected, he let out a low chuckle under his breath. It didn't take long for it to turn into a full-blown laugh. The sound typically made you giggle with him, but this was no laughing matter.
"What exactly about that is funny to you?"
"How? How did you say that with a straight face?" he asked as he got his laughter under control, keeping you in place when you tried to move off his lap. "No one would believe that."
"I am innocent," you huffed, earning another laugh from the handsome brunette as his fingers dug into your hips. "And I stand by-"
The snap of his hips beneath made you lose your breath. "Sitting on my cock and you think you're innocent? You're soaked, doll. Good girls don't get that wet."
"Yes, they do," you argued, clenching around him as his hands began to wander. "And sitting on your cock isn't enough to take away my innocent side."
He slowly licked his lips as he guided your hips, making you slowly ride him. "Then what is?"
Your breath ghosted over his lips, like he had done to you moments before. "You'd have to ruin me," you whispered, finally letting out a giggle. "If you think you can handle that."
That oughta do it. 
You would deny later that you shrieked when he quickly and gracefully, especially for a man his size, put you on your back and thrust into you with purpose.
"Still think you're innocent?" he grunted, sitting back on his knees so he could watch his cock sink in and out of your willing hole. "I'm not just gonna ruin you. I'm gonna make you mine."
"I'm gonna make you mine, too."
And you did it with the sweetest smile on your face. 
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Love and thanks! 💙
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milkbreadtoast · 13 days
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randomly did some fanart of "I stole the first ranker's soul" (ft. yu eundam and ban seohu)... I'm kinda obsessed w eundam lowkey.
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oh-allie · 21 days
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shakespeare and swooning
alhaitham x g/n reader
synopsis; you read one shakespeare play and now you want to impress your "buddy" alhaitham with your newfound knowledge !! what could go wrong?
fluff, g/n reader, TOTAL CRACKFIC, OOC alhaitham, SWEARING, kind of a modern au ???? i mention "ringing tighnari" but that could just be imagined as using the akasha terminal !!!! didnt write this with a modern au in mind
warning ‼️ PLEASE dont expect this to be accurate, if youre a big classic literature fan then dont attack me for not being a NERD ☹️ just imagine a poser using their fancy words (because they think its cool)
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you know how libraries are supposed to be a place of study and tranquility? no the fuck you don't, or at least you don't care, because running through the house of daena with shakespeares, "romeo and juliet," in your hands is NOT very tranquil.
multiple poor akademiya students look at you, PISSED OFF because your shoes are going clu-clonk on the marble floors, which wouldn't be an issue if you weren't scurrying through the library.
is that kaveh ?? he's giving you the same look he gives alhaitham every day ..
... but this is IMPORTANT !! you're on a MISSION right now !! you just finished reading the first act of "romeo and juliet," and you're convinced your brain has expanded tenfold in size.
you're now rushing to your good pal haitham to share your knowledge! how kind and gracious!
you're stopped before his house, you've known him for long enough and gotten close enough for him to let you come in whenever. you know kaveh isn't home, and haitham would never purposefully work overtime, so you're certain you can get his attention and show off in peace.
why are you so adamant about showing off to alhaitham? is it REALLY showing off, or are you trying to, heehee, impress him?? its too late to be flustered at this thought because you already unlocked the door with the spare key kaveh leaves behind one of haithams ugly ass decorative plants and you've taken off your shoes and oh god hes right there and the sunlight from the door is lighting up his face in that way that only happens to him and hes looking at you with a suprised, slightly annoyed, but incredibly fond look and oh no what was your plan again?
"greetings, alhaitham! ☝️🤓" you say, finding a surge of confidence remembering the story you read.
"... hey. what are you doing here?" his response is quick but before you respond he continues, "did you just say greetings?"
"indubidibdibdly! hath you be surprised?" you pretentious hipster. you think youre SO cool, but unfortunately your little crush doesn't seem very impressed either.
"okay, what are you doing? you're being weird." he's not even looking at you, and he's back in his chair before you can rush over and sit on the couch. "is something wrong? should i get tighnari to give you a checkup?"
you'd be touched by the care of the suggestion if he wasn't so cheeky in his tone.
"wha, what, no?! no what the hell- stop ringing tighnari."
"are thou o'er wrought with admiration?" you grin, somehow still under the impression that you sound cool.
he gives an eyebrow raise to that. not bothering to mark his place in his book, he stands up.
"i lie testy in why you act so unpregnant, my dear."
"what"
HUH ? what did bro just say ? testy ???? unpregnant ?? MY DEAR ??? backtrack again, UN-WHAT ??
"be still my beating heart, thou hast taken mine with absolute cunning." is he making fun of you i genuinely can't tell ... its like hes speaking in moon runes right now.
"haitham, heheh, WHAT are you DOING ??" you can't help but laugh at his funny little words, magic man. even if you're clueless to what he just said to you.
"whatever doth thou mean?" he's totally making fun of you !! after ALL your effort to impress him too?
"well, usually i do all the ranting and you sit pretty and listen, so it's weird that you're talking so much, especially like THAT?" fym sit pretty ....
"when words are scarce they are seldom spent in vain." that sounds familiar, but you can't think about it longer before he continues, "shall i compare thee to a summers day?"
"ALRIGHT, i recognize that one, dummy." you laugh, "were you really not impressed by me?" you whisper, the rush of embarrassment you shouldve felt in that library is finally catching up with you.
he stares at you for a second. you just wish you could find out what hes thinking up there, if you could even understand it.
and then he lets you into his mind, with a simple "i love you." as if alhaitham, renowned scribe of the akademiya, top student, couldn't find the words to describe how he felt for you.
or maybe that was what he felt for you. he loved you.
"... you called me unpregnant."
a/n; i read romeo and juliet like... 3 years ago.... so.. uam... 😇😇 totally accurate! hope this crackfic style of writing isnt too niche so this doesnt flop because EMBARRASSING....... do people even like al haitham anymore like guys lets go back to the good old days before the FRENCH came in..... (this is just me projecting cause i havent played genshin in a while and i still lovelove sumeru)
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kotaki · 9 months
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"I wish to become a hero! I wish to become a hero! I wish to become a hero! I wish to become a hero...!"
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l3viat8an · 10 months
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Had a pervy Levi thot (could also work for mammon tbh)
Levi gives you a plushie as a present and you great fully accept it how sweet of him right? But little do you know he put a secret in a camera in it, he just can’t help himself. And now he watches and jacks off as he sees you change or touch yourself
and you never suspect a thing even cuddling up with the plushie as you sleep🦇
Nsfw
Hehehgsjs he would- CW: non-consensual voyeurism + Levi jerking off- sorry not, sorry Levi’s being a pervert. l couldn’t stop thinking of a sheep plushie helpsjsk
and whenever Levi’s in your room, whether it’s to show you a new anime that just can’t wait! or help with homework, whatever, doesn’t really matter.
Just before he leaves for the night he always makes sure to pick up the plushie, fixing it’s fur making sure it’s little ears are up right and gently setting it on your bedside table with a clear view of your bed
You think it’s cute! Levi’s soooo sweet with the little plushie!! even after he gave it to you! You’d never think that he’s putting it there because he knows from experience that’s one of the best angles to see your face as you touch yourself later…
You don’t know that Levi hears all the little moans (of his or his brothers name is up to you) while you touch yourself. 
You don’t know Levi has his eyes on you, even while you think you’re alone. one hand working his cock, trying to match your movements on camera while your moans fill his ears.
You don’t know about the files ‘n files full of photos and little videos clips of you changing clothes he has saved.
You don’t know about all the times he’s jerked off to thoughts of you, you don’t know how many times he’s jerked off with you.
But really, as long as you don’t know it can’t hurt. That’s what Levi always tells himself, ‘You don’t know, so it can’t hurt…’
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screampied · 8 days
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im dropping jjk and never interacting with anything related to it ever again
you and me both
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sunshinegat0r · 6 months
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As promised, have a filthy little drabble to read while you're around family this Thanksgiving 😘
Headboard - Zoro x GN!reader - NSFW/18+ MDNI
Zoro fucking you so hard in a hotel bed that the headboard keeps slamming into the wall. You cringe at the noise, certain that someone will hear - he growls out “Let them.” It’s not until you beg him so sweetly (amidst breathy sighs and throaty moans) that he curses roughly and looms over you, gripping the headboard with one brawny arm and pulling against it, using his other hand to grasp your hip and hold you steady, his brutal pace never faltering. The muscles in his arm strain and his scarred pecs twitch with every thrust.
Despite his exertions Zoro grins devilishly down at you, still present enough to tease. “Dunno why you care so much about that noise - I‘m gonna make you scream loud enough the whole damn town will hear you.”
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