#I haven't touched it all that much for a bit

[natsukishinomiyaswife]

𝓢𝓪𝓿𝓪𝓷𝓪𝓬𝓵𝓪𝔀: 𝓛𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓣𝓱𝓻𝓸𝓾𝓰𝓱 𝓕𝓸𝓸𝓭

This is a series featuring the Twisted Wonderland cast in different scenarios where they show the Reader their love through food! Starting with Savanaclaw ♡ Enjoy! ♡

𝓛𝓮𝓸𝓷𝓪 𝓚𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼𝓬𝓱𝓸𝓵𝓪𝓻

☆ When you're sick ☆

⋆ You were fast asleep, having spent the past few days sick. You still felt horrible, spending most of your time coughing or sleeping. You squeezed your eyes shut as you felt something shake you, a voice slowly sounding clearer as you begin to stir.

"Wake up. If I have to be awake then so do you."

Your eyes open slowly as you wake up, feeling groggy as Leona stops shaking you. He's sitting next to where you lay in bed, holding a bowl in one hand while the other rests on your shoulder. A smirk comes to his face as you look up at him, using his free hand to move some hair out of your face. He helps you sit up before handing you the bowl, cradling it to make sure you didn't drop it. Since you've been sick you haven't been able to eat much, either unable to keep it down or getting nauseous at the idea of food.

⋆ Your stomach growls as you look down at the soup he brought you, one of your favorites. As you sit there staring at it he nudges your shoulder, holding out a spoon for you to use.

"Eat. Even if it's just a bite."

You eat what you can, Leona taking the bowl from you once you were done. He comes back with a water bottle, holding it up to your mouth. After he made sure you had something to drink, he moved to lay next to you in bed, pulling you into his arms. You feel him bite your neck in affection before licking it, your eyes closed as you became drowsy.

"Sleep. I'll be here when you wake up." ♡

𝓡𝓾𝓰𝓰𝓲𝓮 𝓑𝓾𝓬𝓬𝓱𝓲

☆ Sharing ☆

⋆ You were at the park, sitting in the grass next to Ruggie. A box of donuts sat in front of you, more closer to him than yourself. A nearby bakery was having a sale that day, you and Ruggie deciding to split the cost and get a box of donuts to share. Since the weather was nice, you chose to enjoy them at the park, finding a secluded place to sit.

Each donut he took out of the box he broke in half, giving you one half while enjoying the other. You were surprised by this, expecting to just eat the ones you bought while leaving the rest for him.

⋆ He noticed your surprise, laughing as he broke another one in half. As he handed you your piece you asked him why he was splitting them this way, his answer making your face heat up.

"Well...it tastes better when I share it with you. Any food, really. That doesn't mean you should expect this all the time! I still gotta eat, ya know?"

He laughs, a grin coming to his face before he pauses, staring at your mouth. There were some crumbs on your lips, a little bit of frosting too. Before you realize it, he's already leaning in, pressing a kiss to the corner of your mouth.

"Wouldn't want any to go to waste, shyeheehee!" ♡

𝓙𝓪𝓬𝓴 𝓗𝓸𝔀𝓵

☆ Unexpected surprise ☆

⋆ You felt exhausted, both mentally and physically, looking towards the clock. Your day had been horrible, with nothing seeming to go right. Your work was understaffed, with customers acting rude and angrier than usual. You just wanted to go home and crawl into bed, glaring at the clock as if it would make time go faster.

As you were ringing someone up you noticed a familiar face enter, greeting him with a smile as he made his way to the counter. He waited until you were free before he approached you, handing you a bag. You looked at him confused for a moment, Jack simply saying he got you something. You opened the bag to find your favorite dessert, purchased from a bakery you like.

"I was in the area. You sounded pretty upset earlier, so I thought this might help."

⋆ You were touched by the gesture, a smile coming to your face as you thanked him. You knew he must have gone out of his way to get it, the bakery you liked being located on the other side of town. You leaned across the counter, pressing a quick kiss to his cheek. The tips of his ears turned red as he looked to the side, his tail wagging behind him.

"I'll be back to walk you home when your shift ends. If you need me to come sooner, just call." ♡

I hope you enjoyed! ♡ Which dorm should I do next? ♡

𝓣𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓴 𝔂𝓸𝓾! ♡

#♡.sheep writes #♡.twst #♡.leona kingscholar #♡.ruggie bucchi #♡.jack howl #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #leona kingscholar #ruggie bucchi #jack howl #leona kingsholar x reader #ruggie bucci x reader #jack howl x reader #leona x reader #ruggie x reader #jack x reader #savanaclaw

[fire-lizard-ro]

Aventurine with a s/o who is related to robin and sunday or related to dr.ratio

Thank you for the request~ Now this one will be a bit short, so I apologize. I've been having a hard time getting back into the swing of things.

It would defintely be interesting, especially when thinking about these relationships in the context of the events of Penacony. So Penacony arc spoilers for those who haven't played through 2.0-2.1.

CW: somewhat mentioning Aventurine's past, signs of trauma, open ending (wowie not a straight up happy ending from Roro for once whoops ofiejw-), mentions of manipulation?, fluff, anyways it's not too bad I swear-

No mentioned gender for reader.

I decided to go with a S/O related to Robin and Sunday:

I imagine this S/O being a bit more like Robin (or at least what we think Robin might be like). Kind and soft spoken- pretty, too. I could see you having a strict sense of justice which maes you feel conflicted when finding out just how Sunday does his work.

Aventurine loves to take naps with you when he's around, falling asleep against your shoulder while you hum a quiet melody under your breath. It took him some time, but he grew comfortable with that. It was cute, really. He wasn't too keen on touch because of his past and had trouble accepting affection. But somehow, you brushing your soft wings against him when leaning close or when he would play with your hair helped a lot. It wasn't the same as feeling someone's skin on his. The hands of others had hurt him, but he had never felt the touch of feathery wings like yours against him. There was no precedent and this helped a lot.

I can also see him gently helping you with cleaning and preening them when he has the time because he really likes them. He's enamored with the way you purr and coo when he does, leaning down to press a kiss to your head (and sometimes the wings themselves) while sitting with you to clean them up.

Aventurine loves your kind heart and soft spoken attitude, especially since you can be firm when you need to- A little something you learned from your brother, Sunday.

You could understand where Sunday was coming from with this plan. After all, Robin was your sister, too. But this was too much. What you had thought would have just been a simple questioning turned into your lover walking up to the executioners block. You couldn't take this anymore- You had to stop him. "Brother! Please stop this," you begged, holding onto his sleeve with pleading eyes and voice full of desperation. "Now, now- You mustn't interrupt the consecration," Sunday said with a simple pat to your head. "I'm doing this for the good of our family."

You had never mentioned to him how you had once met this charming gambler from the IPC who had struck your fancy and continued seeing him around before eventually dating him.

Aventurine's eyes were wide at your appearance, having hoped you wouldn't get involved with all this. He wanted you safe and out of the blast zone, so to speak. But he couldn't speak up lest he incur more of Sunday's wrath upon himself and perhaps even you. He didn't think your dear brother would do anything to you, but that didn't mean there wouldn't be consequences.

Sunday just thought this was your characteristic soft-heartedness. But something about the urgency in your tone seemed off. "I know you don't like these kinds of methods, but I must do what I must."

He turned to continue the interrogation questioning. "He's my lover!"

The entire room was silent.

"...what?"

"He's..." You swallowed nervously in the face of Sunday's cold, even tone while looking into Aventurine's eyes that were telling you to stop. "He's my lover. We've been together for a while, now."

Sunday's face finally shifted. His once solid poker face that held an easy smile on it broke into a slow sneer. The put together, pretty cherub was now more of an angry seraph.

"You."

"Tried to infiltrate the faimly by targeting my younger sibling, hm? Even using this after watching our sister die..." "No! Sunday it's not like that-" you tried to argue. "Enough," the winged man commanded, holding a hand up. "We will discuss this later."

The man then looked at Aventurine again, snarl still in place. "You have 17 system hours, Mr. Aventurine. I do hope you'll use them well. After all, it's all the time you have left."

#Roro writes #asks answered #honkai star rail x reader #hsr x reader #honkai star rail x gn reader #hsr x gn reader #aventurine x reader #honkai star rail aventurine x reader #hsr aventurine x reader #aventurine x gn reader #gn reader

[last-words-ofashootingstar]

Reminder; Don't Forget

(Scrap)

❥Park Seonghwa x fem reader

➯a/n: i want park seonghwa to be mean to me while wearing a tank top, that is all ➯a/n: i'm going to start posting drafts that haven't been touched in over a month so they don't just collect dust, enjoy ya filthy animals

✃ "You need a reminder of who's good girl you are."

✫彡wordcount: 2.7k

(>ᴗ•)♡´･ᴗ･`♡genre: YANDERE SMUT (hinted mafia/crime au)

ಠ_ಠwarning/content: THIS IS A DARK FICTION. EMPHASIS ON DARK FICTION. i do no condone pretty much anything seonghwa does in this fanfic. this is very dark, the darkest i've gone so if you are uncomfortable with that check out something else. we have here: dark/yandere/savior complex hwa, degrading, unsafe physical restraint, choking, destruction of personal property, shaming, dubcon, extremely possessive behavior, some ddlg themes, slapping, praise, yelling, captivity, crying, knifes thrown at reader as a punishment(none hit!!), threats of violence, manipulation, mind break, hair pulling, mention of edging, face humping, throat fucking, messy bj, not proof read

MATURE UNDER CUT MDNI

"Did you forget your place, hm? It certainly seems like it, acting like a slut when you're mine!" His grip on your neck tightens, a chuckle leaving his furled lips as you grab at his tank top desperately trying to force out apologies through the pressure he puts on your wind pipes. "What, you can't even say that you're sorry? Another's man's number in your phone and you can't tell me you're sorry?"

Oh he's evil, he loves to see you squirm. And squirm you do: pushing against his heavy weight on your hips and clawing at his arm as your lungs beg for air.

He lets go, arms crossing his chest as he leans back nonchalantly, every bit of his weight in your lap as you heave. "Hwa-seong...Hwa, I'm s-sorry! I thought, thought, it'd be okay hes just a f-friend-"

   "You thought," he laughs cruelly, "are you even capable of that? Dumb little girl," he slaps your jaw, lightly, but it still makes you face the wall with a look of defeat.

"I think for you, is that clear?" You nod, tear stained cheeks gleaming in the light.

"Hey, am I clear?" he shouts this time, making you jump.

    "Yes! Yes, Hwa, clear..."

   "There's my good girl—" He brushes back your hair, cooing as you lean away, "you're the prettiest girl I ever laid my eyes on, and you think men don't see that? You think they're blind? Or are you really just that naiive, pretty baby?" His cool finger tips trail down to the blooming bruise on your neck, pressing softly to make you whine. "Give me your phone."

   He's up and off your body in a second flat, letting you catch your breath as you slowly manage to pull yourself to your knees. He doesn't press you to hurry or yell, he doesn't do anything but sit back in the bean bag chair he gifted you for previously good behavior and watch you like a hawk. His legs spread and hands on his knees, resisting the urge to snatch you up. When you turn and see him on the other side of the room, you simply outstretch your arm with the old prepaid phone he provided you with a few weeks ago. "Bring it here," he commands lowly, eyes tracking your every move as you slowly move towards him on your knees- having no energy to stand.

He spreads his legs further, a silent instruction. You slot yourself between them and hold the phone to him tentative, shoulders relaxing as he takes it. "Thank you, beautiful. See, isn't it easy when you listen to me?" He unlocked the phone quickly, eyes flicking to you darkly when you go to take it back. "Got something to hide?" You shake your head, looking down as he takes your hands and places them on each of his thighs. "Don't move."

So you don't, simply breathing deeply to replenish your abused lungs while he combs through your phone with a fine toothed comb. You know you haven't done anything truly wrong, but it seems like he has different definitions to you.

"Good girl..." He whispers to himself as he sees the message of you shooting down the idea your friend tried to corrupt you with, to go out without him. "Stupid, but good..." He continues as he reads through every message with the phone number of the man. He monitors everything you do, it was only a matter of time before he got around to checking all of the numbers in your phone and their owners.

"Aw, you really are just naiive, huh? My poor little angel. Cant even tell when someone's trying to take you away from me-" He tuts his tongue, setting the phone down on the floor. When you go to pick it up, he kicks your hand away. "Sorry, Baby, you can't be trusted with big girl stuff yet. Gotta learn first." He smashes the device beneath his booted heel, a squeal passing through your lips at the loud metallic crunch.

"Hwa!" A pouty whine comes before you can stop it, tears welling up in your eyes all over again. When he cocks his eyebrow up, you cower between his legs, stuttering quietly. "Sorry, m'sorry..." He swipes the destroyed phone to the side with his boot before tapping your hip with it. You shuffle quickly, untying his shoes with a shaky breath.

"I know you get bored baby, but I can't have others corrupting your mind. I'll get you some new books, maybe even a TV for in here if you're extra good." You whisper a soft thank you, and a promise you will be as you set his shoes off to the side neatly.

"Look up at me, Doll. C'mon don't be angry," you look up at him as softly as you can, a groan of affection bubbling past his throat, "there's my pretty little thing." You rub your fingers on his jean-clad legs in an attempt to ground yourself as he looks down at you like a predator that's spotted it's next meal.

"Aren't you so happy you have me to take care of you? Who knows what others would do to that pretty face of yours— not to mention that pretty cunt."

A heat immediately finds it way to your face, and he laughs deeply. "Oh, please, don't be coy. You know as well as I do that if I didn't take you out of there that that little hole would be ruined in an hour. I saved you."

You hide your face in his lap, mind racing. It's true that he's more gently than other people you've had the dis-pleasure of encountering in his line of work. But that doesn't make him any less over bearing and obsessive. His possessiveness bordering on ownership. Sometimes you're truly thankful he scooped you up before anyone else could touch you- other times you curse him for it.

He rubs the back of your head gently, leaning up in the slouching chair, like he can sense your thoughts. "You aren't going anywhere, Baby. You're mine- until the day you die and even after that. Even God himself couldn't pry you away from me. You are mine. Do you understand that?" You nod into his lap, a quiet 'yes,hwa' muffled by his jeans. "Such a sweet thing," he whispers before gripping your hair and pulling you up, earning a gasp.

That glint in his eyes- "Hwa, wait, wait—" he did no such thing, standing up with his clothed crotch in your face, pulling your hands up to his belt.

"You need a reminder of who's good girl you are-"

"No-"

"No?!" He laughed in disbelief, nails digging into your scalp as he makes you look up at him, the stretch of your neck uncomfortable as he cranes it up. There's a sharp hunger in his eyes, "you're so cute -so, so, so, cute when you're defiant... but I'm not in the fucking mood. Get your ass up," he tugs you up by your hair, ignoring the sharp yelps that tremble past your lips.

     "Ple-ase don't take me downstairs! I'll be good, I'll be good!"

    "It's okay baby, we aren't going downstairs," he positions you back to the wall and backs up, pushing you back when you try to follow and apologize. "I'm too tired." The glimmer of hope is stomped out as he unlocked his side of the nightstand. "You can take your punishment here."

   "Hwa... I'm real sor-" A skinny throwing knife that thuds into the wall next to your head shuts you up quick, a squeal replacing your pleas.

   "Been looking after you so much, I'm rusty-" He throws another with a groan, hiding his smirk as you jump, "stay still baby, I'm out of practice." You can't help but duck as it thunks into the wall just above your head.

     "Stand up straight!" His booming voice shakes you to your core, and you stand as straight as you can manage with the knot forming in your gut. You grip the wall with your finger tips, looking down at your feet so you don't see the sharp objects coming. You've found that it's less fearful that way.

Knife after knife is thrown, each dull thump making you twitch as they're buried into the drywall in the outline of your body.

When they finally stall, his sock clad feet come into view, his curved knuckle lifting your chin. The flame in his eyes has faded to a simmer, an almost fond one. "Are you done being a brat? Or should I let my hand slip next time I need target practice?"

   "I'm done..." you speak with a gulp, body still frozen against the wall lest you move and graze against the blades.

He seems to sense your thoughts once again, cooing softly as he notices your tense shoulders. "C'mon, sweet girl," he carefully pulls you straight out from the wall and twirls you around.

He wraps his arms around under yours and grips your shoulders, holding you close to his chest and resting his chin on your head. "Your life in my hands... Such a delicate thing you are." You eyes trail over the outline of your body, traced with throwing daggers. "If you just behaved, I wouldn't have to scare you. It's the best way for you to learn, my love. That fear you feel when we go downstairs, when I have you pinned up- that's the fear you would feel every waking moment without me. Just be a good girl, and let me protect you..."

"...Okay, I'm sorry, Hwa... I don't know why I act out," You don't know if you're telling the truth anymore. It is even acting out? You sometimes think you have a right to.

Maybe— "Maybe you like it when I'm mean to you."

You don't know what you would have thought, but that wasn't it. You think he likes being mean to you. He always finds a reason to punish you: whether it be with bone chilling fear or being pushed to your sexual edge and then repeatedly denied.

    Some days, he's softer with the sexual aspect of his obsession with you.

He turns you back around and shoves you to his knees, right back into his clothed bulge where you started. "I want to claim you, I'm going to claim you. Every part. Take it off now before I decide to skull fuck you." Your breath hitches in your throat, lip trembling at his threat, knowing full well he will follow through.

Today is not one of those days, you realize.

You hands quickly find their way to his belt, unbuckling the golden buckle and letting it dangle, the button undone next and the zipper followed. He didn't bother to kick his jeans off, or even pull them down. Only his cock out, twitching to life infront of you inpatiently. "You belong to me, I'm gonna get that through your thick skull" -he flicks your head- "even if I have to use my cock."

He rubs against your cheek, sighing out in pleasure at the feeling of your hot embarrassed face. "Say my name," he whispers deeply, eyes swirling with an unreadable mix of emotions.

"Seonghwa," you pant out shyly, eyes closed as you feel him rutting against your face, his pre cum smearing on your cheek bone. His grip is continually becoming softer, loving as he lewdly humps your head. Your hands find purchase on his sock clad feet, helping you lift up your body into him. "Seonghwa," it comes out as a moan, and a thick groan comes from him in response.

He steps back just an inch, looking down at your tear stained face, his fresh pre-cum glimmering on the side of your face.

His full lips curve into a smile, his previously angry facade fading as quick as it came when he busted in the door earlier, while he lifts you to the bed and lets your head hang.

He's even beautiful when viewed upside down-

    "You make it hard to ever leave your side, pretty girl. I could spend the rest of my life buried in any of your gorgeous holes, I love you so much."

"I love you, Hwa. I-" Your breath catches in your throat as the words tear through your throat. "I do want you to claim me, I want to know I'm yours." One of your hands seems to sprout a mind of its own, wrapping around the base of his thick and smooth girth. "Let me take care of you, and you take care of me."

A groan dies on his lips, shuddering as you slowly stroke him, the words you speak shooting through his heart and down to his balls. "Let me be your good girl. Please, I know I can!"

The fear he instilled in you just moments ago festered into a need to please, to solidify your place by his side so he would never leave. He never would dream of it- leaving you. You are his heart and soul personified. You hold his entire being in your hands, and you have no idea.

"Yeah? Gonna be my good girl again? Make it up to me?" His heart flutters as you nod enthusiastically, your mouth opening wide for him and tongue lolling out."Fuck, that's a good girl," he spreads his legs around your dangling head, slim fingers gathering yours to your chest and holding them ever so softly as he slips right down your throat.

The hot, velvety skin encasing him makes him moan loudly, squeezing your hands to ground himself and keep himself from fucking your skull like his life depends on it. But, oh, how he wants to—

"Good fucking girl, that's it, just like I taught you," you gulp around his overwhelming length, eyes closing as you focus on breathing through your nose, the smell of his body wash somehow soothing to your fried nervous system.

   He holds himself back as long as he can, thrusting in your throat slowly and basking in the warmth of it. But as your saliva builds, nowhere to go, and the wet and lewd squelch of your throat grows louder, he can no longer do that. He intertwines his fingers with yours and lets you squeeze tightly, a soft growl letting you know his arousal is at a peak before he loses all control-

   His hips draw back and slam into you, the head of his cock poking at the very depth of your throat and making you gag, and the noise just stirs him on, going again and again and again to hear that sweet sound of you choking around him. Sticky saliva tainted with the white of his pre-cum drips from the corners of your stretched mouth, dripping up your face. It seems like the onslaught will never end, but he has bigger plans for his building release.

     The moment your throat is free of his cock, you draw in a large gasp, all of the wetness in your mouth dripping like a waterfall, letting you heave as he watches with dark eyes. Not that you can see the lust driven look on his face, if you were to open your eyes you'd be blinded by spit and cum.

  He discards his pants and top as he lets you catch your breath, cooing all the while about how good you just did for him. He uses the softness of his tank top to wipe away most of the filth on your face, and you finally peek your eyes open as you feel him lift you.

   You swear there's hearts swirling in the darkness of his eyes as he scans your messy face, a permanent smirk plastered on his features. "Pretty girl, you're such a mess for me," you can only pant in response, leaning into the palm he places on your cheek as he lays you down right-side-up, letting your head collide with the soft pillows.

The moment he put a pillow under your back, you knew you were in for a long ride.

And by the end of it, you wouldn't forget who you belong to.

#ateez #ateez fic #yandere ateez #ateez smut #ateez smau #park seonghwa #yandere park seonghwa #yandere seonghwa #ateez seonghwa #seonghwa x reader #seonghwa smut #smut fic #yandere fic

[things-arent-what-they-seem66]

27. “You gotta work for it, My King” I changed the word 'love'

Fluff/Smut adamsapple

Context/Ideas: It's been three months since Lucifer and Adam got together, so Adam wanted to do something special for Lucifer on the three months mark, an anniversary if you well. Since Lucifer had been a hermit for the last 7 years, Adam had gotten them tickets to LuLu World, and since Lucifer hadn't been in a long time and Adam had never gotten the chance, he thought it would a wonderful date idea. Then after he a made a reservation at a nice little restaurant that servers both of their favorite foods. Lucifer couldn't help but feel guilty, Adam had put so much work into this evening, while Lucifer didn't do anything. I mean he haven't even heard of a 'three months anniversary'! Adam notices that Lucifer seemed down, so they talk about and Adam reassures him that it was okay, but Lucifer is refusing to believe him. So Adam takes them back home and shows him his final gift(Adam in red lace lingerie😳🫣).

I need me some Dominant Bottom Adam, I crave that

This is just gonna be short because to me, Adam is a ✨ princess ✨

The urge to be dominant rarely strikes him.

"You gotta work for it, my King.~" Adam purred as he loomed over his boyfriend in sexy red lingerie that left nothing to the imagination. This was his last gift to his King for their three month anniversary and Adam went all out.

Lucifer looked up to with lust filled eyes, Adam looked fucking amazing. "May I at least touch?" It was rare that Adam took the lead even when he bottomed.

Adam smiled, "You may touch right here." He placed Lucifer's hands on his hips, he bit back a moan when thumbs rubbed into his lace covered hips. Slowly, Adam undid Lucifer's waist coat and dress shirt messaging the pale skin beneath.

Lucifers breath hitched at the feeling. He had felt guilty about the wonderful day Adam planned, he knew about anniversaries for the year mark, but three months? That was a thing? Not that he's complaining....

Adam slid down until he was facing Lucifer's crotch, slowly zipping the pants open. "You're always bring a slice of heaven to me, let me return the favor my King.~"

#adamsapple #lucifer x adam #hazbin hotel adam #hazbin hotel lucifer #ask

[maxyzc]

Needy || Choso x M!Reader

Summary: Choso seems to be really needy today.

Y/n: your name.

N/m: nickname.

Warnings: NSFW, teasing, FTM reader, pet names, breeding, raw/no condom, pussy eating, fingering, words as pussy or cunt will be used, NOT PROOF READ.

Note: srry if I write something wrong about Choso, I've never watched jjk lfmao. Also is my first time writing nsfw so srry if it's trash. 🤸🏻‍♂️

Oh, and my first language isn't English so srry if I write smthing that doesn't make sense.

fem aligned dni.

Choso was a simple guy, he always told everyone what he wanted and never hesitated, and he doesn't usually get angry, he is mostly calm, so it wasn't a surprise that when he got home he carried you to your bedroom and threw you on the bed.

“Wait, Choso, you haven't eaten anything yet, you must be tired!”

You said trying to make him understand that maybe this wasn't the right moment, is not that you didn't want him to fuck you, that was the thing that you desire the most right now, but you also felt worried and concerned about Choso's health.

“no need, I'll eat your pussy”

As soon as he said that, he took your shorts off and started to eat you out, you couldn't help but moan, trying to stop by covering your mouth but it was useless and in the end you stopped trying to contain yourself. He was licking everywhere, your clit was receiving all the attention in the world right now and it drives you crazy.

“C-choso! Ngh!”

You whimpered as you holded his head in your hands to make him go deeper and he did, he entered your pussy with his tongue, feeling how tight you were, the only thing you did was moan and whimper loudly making him know you were having the time of your life, you could feel and see how much he was enjoying this, and you kinda loved it, he looked like a spoiled kid getting what he wanted. His breath against your cunt was making you feel even hotter and you could feel his breathing getting faster and heavier, he separated from it when he needed air, he bit your inner thigh before fully separate himself from you.

“you're so fucking hot and sexy, I just...”

He said admiring your messed up face. Choso started to undress his lower part, reveling his throbbing cock, you thought he was gonna fuck you right away but he didn't, he put two fingers inside of your wet pussy.

“no! I want your dick...!”

You whimpered showing him how upste you were, he just chuckled.

“if you cum properly I'll fuck you so much you won't be able to think of something else in two weeks”

You looked at him and he just left a kiss on your forehead, he kept fingering you til he put three fingers in you and at this point your were even trembling from the pleasure, not much longer you were cumming, your face said it all, Choso couldn't resist and he kissed you, it was such a sloppy kiss, you could only try to keep his rhythm but he was being too forcefull, something that you kinda liked about him.

“y/n...please, c-can I?”

He asked, referring him entering you for once, you nodded and you felt him aligning his big throbbing dick with your cunt and your heart started beating harder and faster, and after some seconds, that felt like years, you finally could fell him filling you up inside.

“Oh my lord, you're so tight”

He groaned, you only moan slightly, you have had missed that thickness, it had been two weeks since last time he made love to you. Choso started moving making obscene sounds of both of your skins touching.

“a-ahng~! More!”

You begged, and he did gave you all he got, you could feel him deep inside, your walls tightening up making him moan and groan, you hugged him by his neck and he kissed your body leaving hickeys and marks on you, after some minutes he started to go faster meaninghe was close.

“let me cum inside, please...”

He asked you and you couldn't help but nod because you somehow also wanted to feel his cum, after all it had been a longtime since last came inside of you.

And after more penetrations he finally cummed, you could feel everything going inside of you and it felt so good you could die and wouldn't care at all.

“I love you so much, n/m...”

After that session you both went and took a shower together and then you had to heat up the food because it was cold. And you ate sitting on Choso's lap while he hugged you from your waist not really putting any strength.

I hope ypu guys liked it, I think it was kind of short and trashy but well.

If uouhave any request ask me, but don't expect me to be quick or anything, I take a long time doing things, and please in the request explain everything taht you want(better if you have like a context you'd like or smth).

I write for every character of everything lol (not NSFW for teens, werido). So don't be afraid to ask for anything at all, not any sick kinks pls🤸🏻‍♂️

And that's all idk, byee love you.

-Max 22.4.24

Dividers by: @jilval

#gay #fanfiction writer #writing #smut #jjk choso #jjk #male reader #male reader smut #jujutsu kaisen choso #jujustu kaisen #choso smut #choso kamo

[prototypelq]

I HAVE HALFWAY WROTE A DEFEAT LETTER BUT I HAVE MANAGED TO FINALLY BEAT M19 SOS VERGIL Y E S FINALLY I WILL FREAKIN CRY TEARS OF JOY HERE

#I DID IT I DID IT I DID JT #i ran around like a freakin headless chicken in the end and IT PAYED OFF #oh freakin hell #ahaha now only to repeat this with nero who i haven't touched in about a year now ahahahaha #...st least he has better options for dealing with the clone #game even awarded me with s though there was nowhere near s gameplay to be found #i am a bit overwhelmed now #i am now fully realising Exactly How Far Away from a 'hardcore' gamer i am #can you believe i started the year thinking 'if i go slow and casual at it i think i could take on harder dmc5 difficulties' #i feel ready to go back in time and theottle that idiot #this was...not fun but it also kind of was only because dmc5 gameplay is so good and dante is amazing to play as #and vergil is a great opponent he makes you take the situation seriously but you also learn to start goofing off its great #however i am NOT built for this i am so freakin not built for this boss grind i came through only because i like dmc so much #and i felt like if i could spend even a fraction of my fandom time in the actual game i could be much better at it #there is a number of games I overplayed to the point of starting to hate them and where the frustration overwrote the initial joy i felt #i felt like ive given myself enough time because i started to feel that frustration about dmc5 and i decidedly do NOT want that game #to end up like those i love it and want to enjoy it further so i was ready to concede defeat today #turns out i just had to be a better chicken thats good as nero is next and he is an arguably better for chicken tactic #maybe ill finish this sos run after all i would be glad if i could manage that #also im this close to 3 million and i want the dance taunt at least for dante))) #phew what an evening #mutuals my beloved thank you for constantly cheering me and reading this i can't find the words to express how much i cherish your support #and thank you tumblr for allowing me an entire book in the tags section hellsite my beloved

[arklay]

MR. & MRS. WESKER 🤍

i was able to commission the lovely @rcehb-art on twitter for this piece of diana and wesker during their strange after-the-fact reception for their very private wedding. i am just so in love with this and how it turned out, and i can't thank rc enough !! she is so kind and amazing to work with and i can't recommend her enough if you're looking to commission artwork ♡

#commissions. #oc: diana #pair: ewskers #or should i say drs. albert & diana wesker 🖤 #i literally haven't stopped staring at this since receiving the final product !! & just the whole process was so much fun & i loved seeing #it all come together 🥺 i'm just aaaaaa i adore this sm !!! also okay i think i have talked about this on here before but these two didn't #actually have like a ''wedding'' but they eloped then a bit after that alex & the birkins found out they had gotten married without telling #anyone (they knew they were engaged but yeah there were no wedding talks so to speak) so then they sort of pushed them to have some sort of #reception at least & celebrate things kinda...like they thought he would've made a big deal out of things but these two aren't all that #fussed with the idea of weddings or marriage in general (there's a lot of lore here i swear. especially on diana's part like some of you #know) so they were very private about it all !! but yes here you can see them gossiping & talking shit about umbrella employees 🤭 #also this goes without saying but pls don't use or touch this at all as it's a commission & diana is my oc !! i didn't think i would need to #say that but precautions now after things that have happened on here & unfortunately made me less active...diana is very very special to me #so yeah :] and ofc never repost art that isn't yours !! that being said please go & support rc !!! she's amazing & all of her art is so so #gorgeous & she's just the absolute sweetest & a beloved mutual of mine 🤍🤍

[monty-glasses-roxy]

Gregory

Through a stick

* Animatronics cassie and Roxy/Roxanne wolf both fight the wolf programming in there systems *

Yeah lmao

Not sure if that'd carry over to Cassie though. If Cassie is a human girl turned animatronic then her thoughts, feelings, instincts, etc. won't have changed that much I don't think? They wouldn't need to program anything really except basic things that allow her to control her body and stuff so I dunno if she'd get many Dogisms

Roxy is fucked though. Anyone that snitches about the effects a squeaky toy has on her brain will die. And be completely deafened by Roxy squeaking said squeaky toy to death whilst running around at full speed. A squeaker will give her the zooms and they're so fucking difficult to contain. She can't stop them. She can only prolong the inevitable. And she can only do it for so long before she snaps, grabs the squeaky thing with her teeth and zooms.

I love Roxy's Dogisms they're very fun

#i love all of their animalisms #they add such interesting dynamics to everyone #some of them have such strong animal traits while others have much weaker ones #there's a full spectrum here #roxy happens to have VERY strong animalisms #and so does chica! #it's a problem for all of them that i haven't factored into everything epse just yet #i haven't talked about their animalisms for a while and some of their backstories are gonna have to change now #which means several animalisms either have to be toned down or dealt with in different ways #chica in particular is a bit of a hurdle there #i suppose it all depends on how big a gap there is between them in terms of age #cause it's SIGNIFICANTLY smaller now #hmmmmmmmm #i can probably keep most of it it'd just need some big tweaks #chica is such an interesting one for animalisms #roxy less so but that's mostly because she's my blorbo and I've thought about it a lot already #but yeah all their animalisms are fun!! very interesting!! they add a nice little touch of depth to them i think! #fun stuff i think! #pop rox answers

[dancearoundallalone]

I haven't listened to the entire album. I love I can see you but the rest of the vault tracks are a bit mid imo

#timeless electric touch and castles crumbling these three are pretty good too #but like the energy feels a bit off ? Idk how to explain it #anyways hope y'all are doing well 💕 I'll be a bit mia on here for a while #I'm literally swaddled by exams on all sides and ihave a huge national exam coming soon #i miss you mimi and sarah and I miss normalcy !!!! #I haven't been listening to much music these days and I honestly don't really listen to taylor as much anymore :( #loving the good witch and stick season ! #Vampire by olivia is good but I can't really relate to it atm..maybe it'll grow on me with time #this is such a messy rant #overall I'm just anxious and drained atm but just trying as much as I can :) #ariana talks

[afniel]

AH I REMEMBERED WHAT I WAS GONNA SAY EARLIER but it's kind of stupid, lmao.

So my partner is getting into brewing beer and I got them a Tilt, which is a Bluetooth hydrometer. It measures specific gravity and temperature, which are things you want to know so that you don't kill your yeast or whatever. Except the sensor's Bluetooth range is super short, and it basically runs via a phone app, and the temperature we're logging currently is the crawlspace, accessible via the staircase closet. So they were like, wait, what do we do about this, because I can't leave my phone in the closet, that's my alarm clock.

In a kind of ridiculous turn of life imitating art, I was like, hold up, I got just the thing right at my desk. Bam. Old phone. We just needed to scrounge up a charger because the battery is so dead that after charging just enough to power on it claimed it was at 53% (to be fair to it, there is a very real chance that it's correct, and it just holds no charge at this point so the capacity is just THAT low) and now it lives in the closet logging sensor data.

And I was like, you know...didn't I just solve a major story detail with a much larger version of this...yeah, no, this is all vaguely familiar somehow, power supply issues and all. Kind of cool that the concept works though. Kind of weird that it came up at all?

We are not gonna talk about the fact that I still have at least two more ancient-ass phones in a drawer where that came from because look, man, sometimes you just need a camera/mic/mini computer with Bluetooth and wifi that fits in a pocket, and people just get rid of these things, but not me. I actually could build a shitty security system out of them if I was reaaaally inclined. I mean. I'm not. But it's technically possible.

For real though, If I pick up any stupid maker projects I still high-key am thinking about slapping Bluetooth into a necomimi headset and running that through an Arduino and learning to code just enough to let me skip songs/change the volume on Spotify with my brain, because it's entirely doable, and I mean yeah I could do that on my phone remotely too, but that's not funny, now, is it. I'm just not sure it's $350+ of parts funny. Kind of a big investment just to prove the point that haha look I am the extremely ADHD type of lazy where I would rather solve a problem via the most convoluted and complicated Rube-Goldberg type ass machine way possible rather than just perform a single simple action.

YEAH I'VE BEEN THIS SCATTERED ALL DAY AND I REALLY SHOULD GO TO BED SHOULDN'T I. I started playing Satisfactory. Mistakes were made. I'm going to dream about conveyor belts again and I did it to myself...

#you know I used to mostly blog about witchcraft and paganism #and now I'm like. you know what I want to do? chain an EEG sensor to the Spotify API and skip songs with my brain. #it's kind of like magic when you put it like that. maybe things haven't actually changed that much after all #the headset idea actually came about bc I'd gotten so far into the writing zone that I literally just. tried to skip a song with my brain. #because I had so much reploid characters on my mind that it just sounded like a normal course of action I should be able to take #obviously it didn't work and cue me sitting there for a full 3 seconds going 'why didn't it. wait. why did I think it would?' #followed immediately after by 'YEAH BUT I PROBABLY COULD DO THAT ACTUALLY' #because you just Cannot write a character like Glitch without it rubbing off on you a little bit and WWGD kicked in real hard lmao #well obviously he'd [ridiculous chain of ideas ending in 'anyway I installed some shit and now I can control Spotify with my mind'] #and I gotta say I do not like the idea of sticking a sensor on the *inside* of my skull. sounds very bad. #but it doesn't have to be on the inside to work soooo there's that! #I have a friend who for quite a long time had a rare earth magnet in one finger so he could find live wires by touch #he ended up removing it for work eventually but when I say I was jelly. man. but also kinda squeamish about it. #I do not like sharp things and I am Very funny about my fingers as an artist/writer/used to be musician. #but man that sounds cool. I want the magnet senses. I don't think I want them enough to have a magnet under my skin though #I think I wouldn't use them enough for that to be helpful actually lmao #anyway do I even need more senses? probably not. mine are already unfiltered and loud as shit. #'boy I wish I could sense magnetic fields' says idiot guy who can hear the mains hum even with no electronics currently turned on #like when the power goes out I can FEEL the fucking difference in the air and it's unnaturally quiet and kinda spooky #I do not think I need help on this front actually. I think I got it handled pretty okay lol

[noxtivagus]

i think. my fav in fe engage will be louis

#🌙.rambles #[ fe. ] #HE'S COOL #i like his voice :> n then. i like knights in general help hdjfalksdjf #kagetsu's pretty cool but he's a bit older so 😭 but i think he's cool ! #rosado is def gna be one of my favs I THINK.. basing off my limited knowledge but i think apo's gna like him more #i don't know much abt merrin but i really love her design #fogado i think i'll probably like too. n amber ngl #I THINK. diamant may be one of my favs along w louis #i think. alcryst will be one of my favs too but i don't think my first fav bcs they're the fav of. one of my friends here iirc ? >< #chloe/merrin may be my fav from the girls #CLANNE MAY BE ONE OF MY TOP FAVS TOO YEAH I THINK HE'S ADORABLE #me w the fe boys w braids 😭 i think they're so so cute #IDK WAHH I SHLD RLLY PLAY MY OTHER GAMES FIRST #I HAVEN'T TOUCHED AUTOMATA FOR MONTHS N #i haven't touched replicant n ccr at all T_T n my steam games too oh dear #I REALLY WANT TO BUT. the motivation n energy n time aaaaaa #i will get p3p & fe engage when i can. i will. for sure. when i'm done w these games tho >< #help pls my other switch games too n the other ps ones n even the old xbox ones.. T_T #it's nice living in a family where. at least on my dad's side him n one of his sisters rlly love video games ehe #big influences fr #I WILL GET A LOT DONE THIS YEAR ! <3 i rlly rlly want to c:

[journeyman-tier-fibercraft]

I’ve not been knitting for the past month due to a mixture of factors. But I have had some off and on work on several projects. Featured here are a kite shawl, an unblocked lace doily knit in worsted weight cotton, the most evil baby blanket i’ve ever had the displeasure of creating with my own hands, and yarn for a future sweater.

#knitting #knitblr #lace rot #lace knitting #wip #i'm dying squirtle. #i cannot find my liquid starch for doilies and it's driving me insane. #i'm currently living at two different houses rn and the house i'm not at has all my yarn/knitting bits #this house has moths so i Don't Trust but i have a knit blanket over here that they haven't touched so far so i'm keeping an eye out #hopefully i can move the rest of my stuff over soon. the next time i go back i'm going to at least grab my cotton thread for more dolies. #i am in lace withdrawl. even tho i have a ball of yarn for a lace shawl here that i just haven't started. #doilies just hit different than a huge lace shawl. i want to knit with tinney tiny needles and even tinneir tinier yarn. #oh i almost forgot the thing on the doily is 6 inches long for scale. #the black mark on the lace shawl is where my toes were and i do not post those without being payed for it. #and i bought way more of the scarfie lite than i need because i want to make an oversized sweater AND i just adore the yarn that much #if my math is correct which it so rarely is #i'll have enough of that yarn for a sweater #a full sized scarf AND a hat or two

[ambiguousgrass]

I'm reading transcripts of the exile streams and just. Wow. C!dream was a fucking asshole. Like I've watched these streams before but sweet jesus I forgot the extent of his bullshit.

#I've been in the fandom since november 2020 and I watched as many vods as I could from before then but I've mentally blocked out/forgotten- #so much that it feels like I'm watching for the first time again and it's a bit strange lol #grass yells into the void #block men #tommy was doing his best and it just makes me so sad the entire exile arc was fucking rough he did not deserve that #<- hot take I know /sarcasm #no but like the fandom is definitely aware of exile but I feel like so many people haven't watched the streams so they're not really aware o #like I've seen a lot of dark!sbi discourse which I'm not going to touch with a ten foot pole btw leave me the fuck out of that #but anyway I've seen so many people get upset at the actions of the characters in dark sbi works and claim that the author shouldnt've- #written something like that meanwhile they wholeheartedly support c!dreams actions #idk it's just a bit funny to me #again I'm not taking a side on the whole dark sbi thing I really don't want to be involved in that shitfest #but some people who are vehemently against the genre are a bit hypocritical imo #if you're gonna be an apologist (or whatever people call it) for a character don't denounce another character for doing the same things :/ #god I am so tired my sleep schedule is so fucked up and my pain meds arent working so I'm very opinionated today while being sleepy #not a great combo lol I'll probably delete this later if I come back in a better state of mind and think all of what I just said was bs #<-very likely #I'm afraid to tag this as discourse so I'm not going to plus all of the stuff that would merit that is in the tags soooo #should be good I think #dear lord I need to sleep

[confinesofmy]

tonight a cop told me (in a social capacity) that he found me very intimidating. 🥰 good! i'm glad! leave me the fuck alone!

#he's like 20 years older than me too #i love that i'm walking around thinking i'm much older than anyone else from what i've been through and like #all bitter and jaded bc i feel like i've seen the true heart of the universe and it's so ugly and no one else knows yet but they will #and at this point the middle aged people i'm hanging out with are feeling that and fuckin BELIEVING it #i'm not even saying anything crazy #i haven't even talked with any of them about entropy or the futility or the fact that suffering feels like touching god in a way no joy can #it's honestly a little bit validating that they can smell it on me like this #like at least i'm not the only one noticing that i've suddenly aged about 40 years #it's all pretty isolating tbh but at least the pig is scared of me :) #adam talks too much

[teaboot]

This is gonna sound rather conceited but I feel like it highlights an issue we have in Art.

I'm good at art. I've never had a hard time making art. I started using crayons before I could walk. Painting, Beadwork, sculpture, sketching, stippling, whatever- once I have a feel for the material, it doesn't take long to start doing what I want with it. It's been a common theme my whole life.

(Y contrast I'm awful at things like dancing, performance, sports, etc- in all things there is balance, right?)

Now, I've taught myself to use so many artistic mediums now that I KNOW how to most efficiently integrate them into the brain database. Once you really *understand* a material, it's much like memorizing the layout of your house, or flexing a muscle, or something in-between- it becomes PART of your brain in a way I cant quite articulate. But to get there involves just fucking around for a bit doing nothing in particular.

And I've found, especially in group settings, that nobody seems to be able to see you make something badly and leave you alone. Even if you say you're fine, you don't want help, you're happy, you're having fun, it's fine, they gotta ride your ass and hover.

I was at a class the other day for something I hadn't done before. The medium was one I've never used, so once the instructor told us the basics I started experimenting with weight, gravity, texture, viscosity, saturation, temperature, etc. The instructor had given enough info to know what was dangerous and what was safe, and beyond that I just wanted to absorb what I could about it.

And no insult to the instructor, but they kept checking in. Which was fine the first few times.

But then, without asking me what I was trying to do, started giving tips. That I told them I was grateful for but didn't really need just yet. If I had a question, I'd ask.

But they kept coming over. And touching my shit. And manipulating my project. And touching my hands. And using my tools. Without fucking asking.

And this happens every time. EVERY TIME. And by now I know the best way to get them to fuck off is to make something way beyond their expectations so they know I'm capable, then go back to doing what I want.

So I did. I wanted to keep having fun and learning, but instead I made something beautiful that I really didn't want to make, and wasted my time, and really didn't learn what I wanted to learn at all. I knew the formula to create a beautiful thing, so I followed that formula the same way I have a hundred times before, and didn't get to try anything spontaneous or ugly or exciting, just so I could be left alone.

And I know when I was a kid, I was aware aware people saw me puttering alone on something ugly assumed I had a special issue and treated me like I was stupid because of that. (I was neurodivergent.) And at at time I knew that I could do a neat trick for them like a trained pony and they'd go, "Oh, surely they aren't defective if they can do something like that!" And piss off.

But what if I hadn't known how to do that?

What if I hadn't been talented, or "special"?

What if I'd been just any other average kid trying to learn, and I couldn't pop something pretty out of my ass to get them off my back?

My problem my whole life has been that I haven't been allowed to make anything ugly in peace. I'm capable of beauty, so I have to make beauty, or get stepped on. And once people see what I can do, they get loud about it. "Look at this! Look what they did! We all know who the best is, don't we?". And that used to feel good, but it's tiring.

And how many people like me just wanted to play? Just wanted to have fun and experiment? Who were having fun with no goal in mind, or just took longer to learn, who gave up because of all the obnoxious helpers breathing down their neck with no way to shake them off?

How many of us are made to feel defective because we aren't doing things beautifully?

I have a lovely piece of art I didn't want to make.

I think I'm gonna frame it.*

(*I think I'm gonna burn it in my yard.)

[angelltheninth]

I wanna sit on Lucifier's face. I love him so much! I will never understand why Lilith left him.

I don't think she had a choice honestly, that face was her throne.

Pairing: Lucifer Morningstar x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, cunnilingus, tongue fucking, flirting, tail use, face riding, coming in pants, Lucifer is indeed the Sin of Pride

Word count: 0.6k

A/N: I won't get into why she had to leave but I love the idea of Lucifer getting face ridden by her. Those are some THIGHS.

"You keep looking at me like you want something. Don't be shy now, what can the King of Hell do for you?" Lucifer smirked at you as he leaned closer, completely forgetting about the movie you were supposed to be watching.

You caught his tongue moving as he spoke, staring, intrigued.

"I... want to ride your face." You learned early on that with Lucifer it was best not to play games. You had to be honest and blunt.

His eyes widened and he turned off the TV immediately. Sheepishly he scratched the back of his head, his posture stiff. Oh no. Did you make him uncomfortable?

"Haven't worked my tongue like that in a bit... Fuck. But hey! I'll never know if it works unless I try it again." Lucifer leaned in close his tail and horns emerging as his hands pushed up your legs. "Don't let the sharp teeth fool you, darling. I'm really gifted." His growled at the end, making a flood in your panties.

You were more nervous than he was, as you straddled his face and his hands pushed your dress up. A small noise of surprise was heard from below you, then a chuckle before you saw him wiggle his eyebrows at you. So you wanted to make things easier just in case he said yes, so what?

"Dripping on my face already. You should have asked me sooner." Lucifer's long tongue pressed from your entrance to your clit, vibrating as he moaned at the familiar yet new taste.

He raised his hips of the bed so his tail could reach around your thigh, keeping your legs spread on each side of his head. Moving a bit down his eyes fluttered closed, tongue pushing in to taste you properly. You groaned, "Oh God." He stopped, eyes narrowing but not opening. Why did he... oh. "Lucifer." You moaned again.

Humming in a pleased tone he flicked his tongue upwards, rewarding you. Of course the Sin of Pride didn't want you to moan someone else's name.

He was the one tongue deep inside you, he was the one whose face you were riding, he was the one who had his tail wrapped around your leg, he was the one bringing you closer and closer to an orgasm.

And himself too from the sound of the bed.

You felt almost bad that he had to hump air but you couldn't do anything from this position. Lucifer didn't seem to mind too much, focused on your taste, your walls tightening around his slippery tongue with every roll of your hips.

"Lucifer, I'm so close." Searching for anything to grab onto for balance your hands wrapped around his horns.

That triggered something in him. He growled your name against your cunt, the sound traveling all the way to your clit, his tongue curling faster and faster, assaulting that same vulnerable spot inside of you.

With the moan of your name you heard the bed creak once again, and again when you came around his tongue. Lucifer's head feel backwards, tongue slipping out of you, his lower face completely soaked in your juices.

"Golly." He chuckled, "No one's done that in a while." His joyous laughter filled the room. "Warn a guy before you touch his horns."

"S-Sorry. I thought I was gonna fall." You felt your whole body flush hot.

"I would have caught you." Lucifer nuzzled his cheek against your inner thigh, letting out a sound that reminded you of a purring cat. "I still got it!"

Sin of Pride indeed. It didn't matter that his face was wet and underwear creamed, he was nothing if not boastful about it. And about how hard he could get again, very quickly.

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