#I'm not gonna bend over backwards for it

[lesbiansforboromir]

oh OH hO spicey ohhh having a spicey little tantrum about the boromir tag don't listen to me at all do NOT listen I mean it I mean it this is so petty

#text post #Gonna go ffffucking crazy- people have to bend so far over backwards to make Boromir bad that they just full out ignore his entire characte #and bend even further over backwards to make the elves all better than him too like jesus christ #oh is it BOROMIR who would be bitter about dying in the defense of Rohan??? whose despair is just so self serving and requires legolas to #slap him out of it yes uhuh that seems reasonable seems like BOROMIR would just hate the idea of dying for allies he so clearly loved #when in the full actual canonical scene of his death he dies for two random guys he met five months ago and all he has to say about it is #he failed he is sorry he has paid #BOROMIR definitely doesn't deal well with his own looming death and would definitely snap at other people about it ignoring all the decades #he has been under the looming shadow of death and has been known as not-grim and loved by many and has done his duty almost like #that is literally all his life has been up until this point #and of course of course it's ARAGORN who he's supposed to be fighting for because he's SOO impactful on Boromir's psyche he meant so much t #him apparently ggrsfsfgrrffffggfrgr #everyone wants to hit boromir oh yeah he's so annoying his hopelessness is such a burden and everyone else has to deal with him #if ANY of you go looking for what I'm talking about and do anything about it I'll slaughter you myself these are such inside thoughts the #comic is good #I shouldn't even be angry it's the natural conclusion from a story that tells you Boromir is bad but does not spell out that it's because h #isn't 'faithful' to god #they just tell you he is 'too despairing' and he 'desires power' and he 'doesn't have hope' (hope being a proxy for faith and Boromir not #believing in Aragorn means he doesn't believe in Eru's chosen leaders and his 'grand plan') #despair being a sin because it means you are selfishly giving into your own desires for a good life for you and the people you love #rather than accepting that all is God's plan and this life is only meaningful if you are defending Eru's right to the throne of the world #But that isn't spelled out so for despair to be treated as evil in the story people apply a secular understanding of 'bad despair' #already a TERRIBLE idea btw genuinely awful to percieve hopelessness as a personal moral failing #I suppose thats it actually the major reason it gets to me cus hopelessness and despair is a base aspect of my existence like #I am in despair pretty much constantly and I know a lot of other disabled people with similar sentiments #and the urging from people to 'have hope' is at this point sickening and infuriating and maddening to me it is disconnected from my reality #WHICH is demonstrably why I care about Boromir and Denethor so much no one meets them where they are no one sits in their reality with them #they are deeply relatable in their dealing with dispair namely; they just live and accomplish and strive along with their sarcasm and #black humour through their dark grueling lives and do what duty demands and try to hold onto their crumbling family relationships #and then they each have uniquely cathartic ends to those lives

[insomnianightss]

And people love to throw around "artist don't owe you anything" yeah true but at the very least they owe us basic human decency by not stealing from people. It's really easy actually.

#So easy not to steal and yet they bend over backwards to defend it #And now they're not saying anything about it and I find that very cowardice #Ls dunes #Yes I'm gonna be mad about this for a while okay? Just give me a moment

[tuiyla]

I never will understand how people can say Brittany didn't love Santana enough or other shit like that (general shit about Brittany really) when girl saw through Santana in Diva, clearly still had feelings for her, but did the thing that was best for Santana and encouraged her to follow her dreams and do the scary thing instead of getting back together and staying in Lima where it was safe and easy and not productive at all.

Brittany loved Santana so much she put Santana's needs above everything. Like people will literally try everything to make Brittany out to be some callous bitch who never cared for Santana the way she was cared for when this one example shows the depth of her love way beyond what most give her credit for.

#i'm tired of this shit don't have time for it #people will bend over backwards to say britt didn't deserve her or some shit #when truth is no one else did #and /santana/ chose her (OVER ANYONE ELSE) anyway #brittany loves her so much she was willing to let go #and then she came back #like for real when she lets her go that's the issue #when she wants to get back together that's the issue #be honest babe your issue is... with brittany #that's it #but she's always gonna be santana's first and only choice #so yeah #glee #brittana #brittany s pierce #santana lopez

[dana-chan-the-control-brain]

you're so much different than the other Moon simps...everyone else is scared out of their wits/shit talks him but you're like "Oh...hello...fancy meeting you here ;) " more than ready to sleep and whatever (I'm not criticizing anyone I just find it very funny ajshd)

Dude. When an animatronic with bight glowing red beautiful eyes and a crater face jumps on a desk, and calls me a Naughty boy and I must be punished...........

I'm not gonna argue with the Moon man in clown pants.

#I am more than willing to bend over backwards for whatever this man wants #Real life is already stressful enough #He can punish me however he wants #Plus his faceplate is handsome #Kelen Geoff gonna record a voice clip of Naughty Girl when? umu #I'm only willing to Sleep if Moon is..... #like if he wanted to do other things like talk... or.... (hair twirls) #danachan's replies #I feel this is tmi looooooool #but I also feel I'm JUST vauge enough.......barely

[theheadlessgroom]

https://www.tumblr.com/beatingheart-bride/713104153958842368/theheadlessgroom-beatingheart-bride

@beatingheart-bride

“I...I don’t know,” Randall managed to stutter out, having been briefly taken aback when she welcomed his embrace, burying her face into his jacket and wrapping her arms around his bony body-he hadn’t expected her to so readily accept his offer, and now that she had, he wasn’t entirely sure of what to do.

But he snapped himself out of this little stupor he found himself in, gingerly returning the embrace (not wanting to just stand there like a scarecrow and actually comfort her, his own uncertainty be damned) as he glared at the door, the door leading back down to the auditorium, the stage, where La Constance was being fawned over by not only the managers, but by the press, who’d gotten word (no doubt from the diva herself) of her “triumphant return”, and were there to document the event with plenty of photos and questions for later publication, knowing her loyal fans would eat it up, and be tripping over themselves to get tickets to Il Muto to see their darling diva (ugh) back in the spotlight.

“It isn’t fair,” he agreed, shaking his head as he continued to glare at the door, hoping his furious gaze could be felt all the way down below; the gaze of a furious Opera Ghost who wouldn’t let this slight go by unpunished. “And I am so, so sorry, Emily...I...I did not think she would return like this, nor that the managers would be foolish enough to let her back in...”

Maybe once I get done destroying La Constance’s room, I’ll pay the managers office a visit! he thought to himself, making a note to himself: Once Emily was comforted and taken well care of, grab the nearest blunt object and do a little redecorating...

#((honestly i am SERIOUSLY considering having randall just go buckwild and trash la constance's dressing room!)) #((she's being-and pardon my french-a bitch! it's bad enough that she just waltzes into the place and expects everyone)) #((to bend over backwards to accommodate her; to all fall at her feet and act as if they've missed her SO much in her absence)) #((really just getting back into the swing of her prima donna behavior BUT not only is she doing that)) #((she's rubbing it in emily's face! she is actively enjoying crushing emily's spirit under her heel)) #((and 'putting her in her proper place' as a chorus girl; i'm sure that's exactly what she's doing!)) #((and randall is NOT gonna stand for that; he's NOT gonna stand for that at ALL!)) #outofhatboxes #beatingheart-bride #V:Phantasm of the Mansion

[ravenloftbythelamplight]

Okay I should be working on stuff for finals right now but I am having thoughts that I need to construct into a paragraph for my own sake.

So I remembered this post I made about how I don't like that with 5e they've taken Ravenloft, placed it squarely in the Shadowfell, and then tried to make it fit with the Feywild in the equal-opposing-forces-structure of the DnD multiverse and how Ravenloft as a setting should exist as it's own little fucked up corner of terror, and so today I decided to bite the bullet and read through the Domains of Delight stuff (via 5etools) and, like? I don't like it! It's like trying to shove a square peg into a round hole so you slice the edges off the square to get it in there in the most inconvenient and unpleasant way possible; trying to divide up the Feywild in a way that vaguely matches how the domains of dread are set up, to me, just belies a fundamental misunderstanding of what Ravenloft is, like, conceptually. Of course I'm saying this as someone who only got interested in the setting, like, last year so I am not the Arbiter of Correctness obviously but, like, I don't think you can slap the barest skeleton of the dread domains' structure overtop the Feywild and call it a job well done.

#I'm not main-tagging this btw #I'm gonna come back to this later to elaborate on the 'fundamental misunderstanding of what Ravenloft is conceptually' point #And trust me I know how pretentious the statement sounds #but I got shit to do #should I tag this as a rant?? That's kinda what this is but also #I dunno #this isn't about my 'I can fix this and make it work' tendencies but I still think that #the idea of the 'domains of delight' being the multiverse attempting to twist itself to maintain complete equilibrium #is a cool way to spin it #like if the universe was actively bending over backwards to try and subsume this little blip on the radar into the neat and tidy wheel #and failing to do so #THAT would be cool

[egg-emperor]

There are ways to express love that won't get you ostracized by people

okay but fitting in is boring and would be a miserable way to live so I'm just going to keep doing it in the way I do now because it's funny to see all the different kinds of reactions and I'm much happier this way teehee 😋💜

#asks #I stopped being a people pleaser a long time ago and immediately got much happier so this won't work on me lmfao #I'm not just gonna bend over backwards to please anyone that doesn't want me to be myself so I can fit in #I'll bend over for Eggman though ahaigbskgksbgksm #oops creep behavior lol

[ralith]

OK. 2 hours of game play into Violet. Wow this game is unpolished. The graphical issues I'm seeing are awful. I'm trying to have a good time playing, but it's difficult when an invisible wall suddenly spawns in front of your character or you suddenly start levitating and get shaken up and down. During an important scene no less.

#I'm not gonna bend over backwards to defend this game just bc its pkmn #the lack of polish is horrible #i hope it gets better but damn

[butts-bouncing-on-the-beltway]

The experience of finagling your schedule to better suit a client who has been struggling with attendance only for them to immediately no-show the new time too.

Buddy I have a waiting list, I do not have time for you to skip sessions for months at a time.

#gonna fucking offer this person my one remaining '1x/month' slot and tell them this is the only time I have available for them now #and if they can't make it we'll have to begin discharge #because like. this can't keep happening every week my schedule is a fucking shit show #i have been gently reminding all my patients that i have a full caseload now and that I need to know for sure they can commit to appts #most have been great about it! #worst case scenario someone loses track of days and i give them a call at 5 after and they're like #oh shit be right on #but SOME OF THESE FOLKS #ooooooh they're testing my capacities #ironically it's never my patients who would be expected based on mental health needs to struggle with dates #it's literally just that some of my clients see these appts as not important compared to other stuff they have going on #WHICH WOULD BE FINE IF I GOT A REAL HEADS UP #OR IF I WEREN'T ALREADY BENDING OVER BACKWARDS TO MAKE SURE THEIR SCHEDULES ARE ACCOMMODATED #if i try to talk this out with them they assure me it's no issue they like their time #and then immediately the next week it's a no show followed up by a 'sorry i made plans and forgot to let you know!' #please #i'm begging you please don't no show your appts #it's so bad for your providers as people and as practices #literally our owner who is like. super anti consequence fees has officially said we're going to have to introduce them for no shows now #because it's apparently not just me and is getting super out of hand

[bazelgeuce]

Man i wish i could pull out receipts off the top of my head when i need it most

#why cant i bookmark that post in my head about historic trans people #i could use it quite often and of course i cant find it again #i want to be out and on hormones So Bad but i'm gonna have to bend over backwards and prove myself all the fucking time

[slipper007]

Sami if you read this I'll fight you in a parking lot. You're not allowed to.

#to delete #feeling trapped #too stressed to sleep but have to be in bed or I'll wake my cat and he'll be up til 5 #really wish life could just. cut me some slack. #but it's not going to. and asking for that makes me sound ridiculous #bc really what am i doing. endless cycle of apply for job until too stressed then do something to relax until i can cope. apply to more. #nothing is coming from it. nothing worthwhile. #every interview I go to I'm bending over backwards to be appealing. and they like that but no job is willing to bend for me #and I know they're not gonna but hh. wish being employable and being myself was something I could have at the same time. #i wish i didn't look so young and everyone would stop asking how old I am. i don't think they're supposed to do that beyond verifying that #I'm old enough to work. but they all do. and I'm too scared of being unappealing to give a non answer. #i think that's part of the problem too. I feel like people are taking advantage of me being young and stupid and that's why I'm only #getting the shitty offers that I am. like if I was 40 or something maybe they wouldn't be trying to take advantage of me as much #but that's probably also wishful thinking. corporate world doesn't care about anyone doesn't matter what age #i feel trapped but I also feel a little tricked too. because I did everything I was supposed to i do things people expect. it's not working #i got a college degree with a great gpa. i talk up transferable skills. i go places I've applied to and talk to people. i dress nicely and #i show up early with time built in to stay longer if the interview goes over. i ask good questions. i apply and apply and apply #and nobody wants me. nobody is willing to give me enough to survive off of. almost nobody is willing to get back to me in a timely manner #i found out today that the county frequently takes a full year to hire library pages. wtf. a position that they say only requires a 10th #grade education. nothing fancy. part time. a full year to get hired or turned away from that. genuinely wtf. #im also angry because I know what job I want and I know the kind of job I need and I know being a librarian isn't gonna pay super well and #I made my peace with that fifteen years ago because it makes enough to live off of and that's good. it has a low burnout rate. it's #consistent. it's helping people. it's a place where you can make a difference and take a stand and learn and teach and aaaaa #and even though I've been working towards it for fifteen years I still can't get an entry level job or even a volunteer position and #at this rate I'll have a master's degree before I get in the field doing anything at all #but also I don't honestly think I'm going to get the in state tuition to afford it. they'll find some reason to deny me and then #i won't be able to get the degree and I'll just be defeated because I've given up so much to get out here and it's going to be worthless #it already feels ridiculous to be out here. i don't know anyone or anything or where i am and even the fucking traffic lights are different #i look like a fool every time I want to turn left. i feel like a fool every single day. everyone keeps saying I'll get a job soon but it's #been months and all the college kids are going to move back to the area and they'll need jobs too. the market is saturated with applicants

[tonycries]

I'm Addicted, I Admit It!

Synopsis. They’re not drunk on alcohol - no, they’re drunk on you and your pretty lil’ pússy.

Pairings. [SEPARATE] Gojo x Reader, Choso x Reader, Nanami x Reader, Geto x Reader, Toji x Reader

Content. MDNI, fem! reader, pússydrunk boys, strength differences, bréeding, màting press, desperate boys, manhandling, marking, jealousy (Nanami’s side), praise, degradation, smacking, cúmplay, dirty talk, some HEINOUS things, lowkey fluffy Sukuna, pet names, swearing.

Word count. 4.5k

A/N. Was originally gonna be something else but I couldn’t get it out of my head so-

♡ TOJI FUSHIGURO - Won’t stop, can’t stop

A pussydrunk Toji Fushiguro promises to break you - and is fully intent on fulfilling these promises. There’s no way he wasn’t with the way he had you folded into a mating press for the third time tonight. 

“Oh hngh- please.” you mewl, begging for- you don’t even know at this point. 

“Fuck.” he hisses into your mouth, and you flinch as his heavy balls smack your ass harder, throbbing cock massaging your gummy walls over and over-

You weren’t going to make it out alive. 

Vision blurry, drool dribbling down the corner of your mouth, his cum gushing out of your overfilled pussy and spreading in a lewd little pool beneath you. You’re beyond the point of cockdrunk at this point - all you can do is sit there and take it while he keeps squeezing himself into you with reckless abandon. 

That little scar on the corner of his mouth rubs against your lips so deliciously as he grimaces in both pain and pleasure. Overstimulating you both to insanity. And fuck, Toji wasn’t even sure if he could cum against but damn if he wasn’t going to try. Just wanting to fill you up one more time- “One more, doll. Not fucking enough.”

And before you know it, your pussy is clenching around nothing. 

“Ngh- T-Toji.” Face sinking into the plush pillow as Toji flips you like a ragdoll. Not even giving you the time to register what’s happening before he’s bullying his thick cock into your dripping cunt from behind. Relishing in that delirious little squeal of surprise that leaves you as he stuffs you full again.

“Shit, fucking squeezing around me so fucking deliciously, sweetheart. Look at ya.” he slurs hoarsely, voice shot. Drinking in your sobbed little, “Ah- jus’ like that. Fuck hngh- keep going-”

Both of you are barely lucid at this point, but it’s all that tiny rational part of himself can do to not fuck into your sloppy pussy like an animal while you clench and flutter around him. Kissing hotly down your spine as you desperately adjust to his massive cock.

But ah you should’ve known - should’ve gotten an inkling of realization at the way his achingly hard cock was throbbing inside your walls at a maddening little bump! bump! bump!

With an impatient little grunt, Toji wraps an arm around your waist to give your quivering cunt a soft little swat! He drinks in your cute lil’ gasp of surprise, reeling back all the way till his angry, red tip was just kissing your sloppy entrance, pushing in quick, short jabs of his hips - more to fit himself deeper inside your snug cunt than anything. 

With each harsh thrust, Toji’s pulling you back onto himself with bruising strength. Forcing you to feel every ridge and vein against all the right places as he stretches you on his cock. “Fuck, you’re incredible.” he murmurs. “Arch more f’me- yeah, that’s it. Tha’s my girl.” 

And oh how you love being thrown around by him this way. Because no more was Toji self-conscious about hurting you like he usually was. 

No, he’s pushing your back down to arch into his dick, still using and bending you however he pleases. And as he flattens his feet on the mattress, putting his body weight onto yours, it’s only a matter of time before you wonder when bones will start breaking.

But it still wasn’t enough. And he’s restless. 

Because Toji’s looping two strong arms around your legs, letting himself fall backwards onto the mattress, hips burning as he keeps fucking you like an animal. Not pausing even as you clench around him in shock. 

“Feels s’fucking heavenly.” he groans, voice raw. “Wan’ one more, sweetheart. Give me one more.” Lacing his fingers above your head to push. Down down down. So fucking filthily. 

And it burns the way he had you so shamefully spread open. At this point you can hardly believe you’re conscious let alone being able to sob out a strangled little, “Yes! Yes yes yes make me cum, Toji. Make me cum all over your cock again.” 

And he does - thumb pressing down on your poor, ravaged clit. Hard. unmoving even as you whine and buck into his touch. Torn between running away and pushing back for more more more- you cum with nothing more than pathetic little tingles that make you milk Toji’s cock desperately. Batting your lashes tearily up at him with a low, “Wan’ you to hah- c-cum insi-.”

You don’t even have to finish the sentence, before Toji’s pumping his seed into you with a strangled groan of what sounds like your name. Nothing more than hot, sticky wisps of cum that trickle down the side, too much for your poor overfilled pussy. Shooting delicate rope after rope until his cock is angry and twitching inside with nothing but blanks.

But in the haze of your high, you hear the way your boyfriend still finds it in himself to chuckle.  A dark little, “One more, sweetheart.”

♡ NANAMI KENTO - His, his, his

When Nanami Kento is pussydrunk, everyone will know the day after. 

And by everyone, it’s everyone - from the apartment security guard that blushes and looks away, to your coworkers who titter when you walk in. 

Because Nanami can’t stop himself from claiming each and every inch of your pretty self. Lips searing on your skin, leaking tip dragging along your swollen folds. His precum smearing so filthily across your cunt.

“K-Kento-” you mewl, grinding your hips into his so that he would just fucking ruin you like you wanted him to. 

“Mhm?” he murmurs, nipping along the delicate skin of your neck. Tongue flattening, licking long, languid stripes down like a sort of reverence. “Tell me what you want, my love.”

And if he put an emphasis on the pet name, well, then let it be known that Nanami Kento was a composed man - but that wouldn’t mean he won’t let everyone know you’re his. Even those scrubs that can’t take a hint. 

Which is why his neat fingernails were digging deep into your hips, leaving pretty crescents in their wake. Dragging down ever-so-slightly to leave you all marked up and his. His grip on you only tightens at the pretty lil’ whines that spill from your kiss-bitten lips, “Wan’ you- hah- inside me s’bad.”

“Oh? And who does my girl want inside her pretty lil’ cunt?”

“You! You Kento- ngh-”

Well, whatever his girl wants - she will get. Because Nanami’s immediately pressing his angry, leaking tip into your sloppy pussy, groaning at the way you’re already clamping down on him so deliciously. Not stopping till you were flush against the neat tufts of blond at his base. Barely even giving you time to adjust because you’ve wanted this for so long and you’re sucking him up so well. 

“Ah! Hngh- Fuck. Yeah fuck me just like that- Kento.” you’re tightening your legs around him, letting Nanami all but use you as he thrusts in small, mindless little motions of his hips. Mouth still marking and biting your skin relentlessly. 

His lips leave your neck to whisper against yours, eyes half-lidded and boring into yours. “Love when y’say my name.”

Gasping breathlessly at the bruising grip all on your hips - your sensitive clit - your throat - just everywhere because Nanami can’t get enough of you. And you can do nothing but buck up deliriously as he speeds up his pace. Ramming his thick cock into your sloppy pussy deeper and deeper. “You’re mine, y’know that? All mine. And anyone with eyes can see that.”

Several things happen at once, you let out a strangled moan as Nanami changes his angle to hit that one spot he knew so well. Flushed tip hitting it over and over until you were sure it was bruising. As bruising at the hand kneading your ass, swiftly coming down. Hard. 

Smack!

Nanami’s large handprint sears into your skin. And through the haze, he soothes his hand over the sting. Starting to draw slow, languid circles on your swollen clit like a little apology - but that doesn’t mean he’s going to be any nicer. Not at all - in fact, before you can react, he’s touching any and every inch of skin once more, making sure to leave pretty lil’ marks for days.

And he has to fight that loud, carnal part of himself that just wants to ruin you under his hands here forever, but no - Nanami needs everyone else to see as well. See how you’re so beautifully his.

Smack! 

“So pretty f’me, my girl. All f’me.”

“Yes! Ah- yes yes yes. S’all for you, Kento oh-” you moan brokenly like a mantra. A raw little ah! ah! ah! Leaving your swollen lips each time his twitching balls smack your ass, so wet and sloppy with your slick. You’re sure they leave a mark every time his achingly hard cock bullies into your snug cunt, dipping in and out in and out in and-

“Yeah? Then you’re gonna cum f’me, too, pretty girl?”

“Yes- ah-” Hand on your clit frenzied now, hips out of control. Breath hot against your ear while he holds you down in a bruising grip. So very filthy and all his-

And then you’re cumming. Jolts of electricity sparking down your spine as you cum so hard that you grab at Nanami’s sculpted back for some - any - semblance of sanity. 

The only things on your mind being how hot and heavy he was fucking you through your high, and the sharp sting on the crook of your neck, his canines digging into your delicate skin.

“F-fuck.” he whispers, muffled in your neck. “Squeezin’ me so tight. Ngh-” hips stuttering and so sloppily still meeting yours. Still fucking rock-hard.

And through your glassy vision you manage to make out the pure pride shining in his eyes as he reads the silent question on your face. 

“Not yet, my girl. I still see some blank spots.”

♡ GETO SUGURU - Quiet bully

“Mm, not hngh- stopping until you cum again f’me, pretty girl.”

When Geto is pussydrunk you barely even notice at first.

Because he’s the ever-graceful and suave Geto Suguru, even when he’s ramming into your pretty pussy with reckless abandon. Head thrown back, strands of dark hair sticking to his forehead, hands bruising on your hips and pulling you to deeper into his hips as he fucks you from behind. 

The only way you do get an inkling of the fact is because he’s so mean. Geto always is in bed - but right now he’s just bullying you. Long index toying with your swollen clit, quick, maddening little motions to get you off for the nth time tonight. 

“But, Suguru!” you mewl, clawing at the sheets, “C-can’t cum again-”

“You will.” he leans down, breath hot against your ear as he whispers, low and gravelly. His abs are rubbing against your back as he keeps his unforgiving pace, “I’ll make sure of it.”

Because Geto doesn’t get drunk on just your pussy - no, he gets drunk off of all of you and how pretty you are when you’re cumming all for him. 

“C’mon, you do it f’me.” he hums, so mockingly innocent that would’ve almost believed him - if it wasn’t for the way he speeds up on your clit. Throbbing cock twitching inside you at the delicate tears streaking down your face. 

Fingers merciless on your clit, balls smacking against your skin, holding you still as he rams into you over and over-

“S-Suguru!” you let out a strangled gasp, white-hot pleasure flashing behind your eyes as you cum. And oh he loves that cute lil’ expression on your face, the tears clinging on to your lashes and the way your slutty cunt flutters so filthily around him.

You’re lucky you’re turned away from him, because you don’t see the cruel little smile that curls his lips or the excitement flashing in his darkened eyes. Though, maybe it would’ve better prepared you for when he huffs out a fucked-out, “Tha’s my girl. One more- Hngh- one more.”

Your eyes snap open, a broken little sob leaving you because fuck you weren’t going to make it out alive, Geto was going to absolutely ravage you till you’re ruined-

“O-one more.” Geto groans like a mantra. Flattening his feet on the bed to ram into you at a different angle - one he knew would hit you at that one spot that had you gasping and grinding deeper into his throbbing cock. “One more f-fuck, give me one more-”

If you were in a better state of mind maybe you’d have noticed how fucking sloppy and mean Geto was slamming his cock into your snug pussy. And how his sadistic little hums were becoming more and more strained, turning into broken grunts like he was begging you. Begging himself. Still fucking you like an animal, bodyweight pushing yours down, you crushed underneath him. Trying to milk that last, sweet little orgasm out of you.

“Cum f’me once more, my girl.”

And nothing more has to be said before you’re cumming. Again. Eyes scrunching shut in pain and pleasure as you grab at the headboard for some semblance of stability. 

Honestly, you don’t even have to, because Geto’s wrapping his arms around you, pulling you flush against his heated body. Grunting as your cunt desperately tries to milk him for all he’s worth. Brows furrowed and bottom lip bitten in concentration as he holds off cumming. But Geto can’t - won’t right now. Not yet. 

Instead he’s reeling his hips back again, until his angry, red tip was just kissing your sloppy hole. Running on just your cute lil’ whines and the way you were clamping down so deliciously around him. Thrusting in frantic, shallow grinds for now because he was feeling so generous as to ease you into it.

“Suguru! Ah- not again-” you squeal, big fat tears rolling down your cheeks. But whatever plea that comes next gets stuck in your throat as your loving boyfriend utters words that have your cunt clenching exhaustively in anticipation. 

“Now the real fun starts.”

♡ CHOSO KAMO - “Please, baby. Please.”

For Choso, it’s hard to not get drunk off of your pretty lil’ cunt. And he gets so whiny and needy when he does. Barely even squeezing his throbbing cock through the first ring of muscle before he thinks he might just see the pearly gates of heaven - and you were an angel. 

You’re just so warm and sloppy on top of him, slick dripping down to his twitching balls, swallowing him up so deliciously. 

“Ah! Ngh- s-slow down-” you whine, head spinning at the pure stretch of him stuffing you full. His twitching balls were pressed against your ass, veins grazing against your plushy walls, pulsing in a maddening thump! thump! thump! that you can feel in your throat. “S’too big, Cho. I don’t think I can-” 

“No!” he gasps into your skin, eyes half-lidded, cheeks flushed so deceivingly innocently. “Need it s’bad. Need you so bad- Fuck, I can’t stop-” 

Hips moving mindlessly, fucking up in tiny, shallow little thrusts to bully himself inside you. Not even fully inside you, but he was already so out of control. 

The mattress is creaking deafeningly, a lewd little staccato with the squelches from down below. “Choso-” you whimper, torn between clamping down on his swollen cock to suck him up more desperately and running away. 

“Oh- oh baby, f-fuck. Squeezing m’so tight.” he’s groaning into the crook of your neck, strong arms wrapped so tight around your waist that it almost hurt. “Hngh- Don’t think you can run away from me.” And Choso couldn’t stop himself even if he wanted to - barely even giving you time to adjust before he’s milking himself on your dripping cunt. 

Cute lil’ whines leaving your swollen lips each time he rams himself inside deeper and deeper, you were just gushing around him. Pretty pussy taking him so readily despite your protests. “Need this so hngh- fucking badly. Need this need this need this-”

“F-fuck, Cho- Yes, give it t’me.”

Ah, his head was spinning. The only thoughts running through his mind being how sloppy you were, so wet and squeezing him so perfectly - his pretty girl was taking him so well. 

Blindly, Choso shifts onto his forearms, head craning to graze his lips along the seam of your mouth . Mind too hazy to kiss you properly like he wanted to - but it’s fine, he’ll kiss you silly after this. Fuck, he muses, balls squeezing painfully, just as soon as he cums. 

And you can do nothing more than take it as he chokes out low little moans of your name. Head spinning because his cock was so big and he wasn’t stopping - just wanting to fuck your tight pussy until he-

“Ngh- c-can’t fucking take it anymore, baby. Need to fucking cum.” he grunts, tearing springing to his eyes, sounding like he’s losing a bit of his sanity every time his heavy balls smack your ass. And he needed you to, too - ringed fingers snaking down to draw harsh, frenzied little patterns on your swollen clit. Not even circles because shit Choso doesn’t have the time for that - just wanting to have you gasping and seeing stars as soon as possible. 

“Cho, m’c-close. Ah! Ngh, m’gonna cum, m’gonna cum-” you keen, hips bucking up wildly for more more more- And oh it’s like Choso’s favorite song, because his throbbing cock is twitching inside you so deliciously, thrusts sloppy and unfocused, thumb aching with how fast it was on your clit. 

“Me too, baby. Hngh- m-me too.” he gasps into your open mouth, movements only getting faster and faster and-

And then you’re cumming. Stars behind your eyes, and Choso’s hips stuttering - so desperate, so filthy as he shoots thick, hot spurts of cum into your snug cunt. Fucking his seed deeper and deeper into you mindlessly. 

And he can’t stop - he won’t. But you absolutely love it. Because you’ve barely blinked the haze from your eyes before he’s pulling away ever-so-slightly, a hand pushing away the dark strands of hair sticking to his forehead. Breaths ragged, voice hoarse. 

“Not enough, baby.”

♡ RYOMEN SUKUNA - Sober thoughts

They say drunk minds speak sober thoughts, and oh how Sukuna wishes that wasn’t the case when he’s fucking you dumb. How he wishes he could stop the strained little grunts that escape him each time his heavy balls smack your ass. 

“Kuna- Ngh- s’too much, c-can’t anymore-”

How he wishes he wasn’t drunk off your cute lil’ whines, and that fucked-out expression on your face as he rams his cock into your pretty pussy. Plunging into your heavenly cunt again and again and- It was too fucking much for him. 

Because it makes him wish he didn’t lean down, whispering softly in your ear, “You can do it, angel. Hah- I I know you will. Hngh- That pretty cunt is made f’me, always taking me so good-”

Ah, you clench so obscenely around his thick cock, shivers running down your spine. Milking him so obscenely as his weeping tip hits your poor cervix over and over. 

“W-wha-?” you blink tearily at him, voice shot. Trying to grasp reality because usually, Sukuna would usually tell you to shut up and fucking take it like the good lil’ slut you are. And if you were in a better state of mind you’d almost be embarrassed at the way he holds such power over you, just a few words of praise and you’re already turning into his personal plaything. 

He huffs out in frustration, leaning down to lick a long, lazy stripe up your cheek, gathering the big fat tears rolling down it on his tongue. And you can’t even think of bringing yourself to be disgusted, because this is Sukuna and he’s always so filthy and mean. 

Except right now, being mean is the last thing on his mind. Murmuring out a strained little “Don’t act so surprised. You know you always milk my cock so well.” drinking in your cute little whimpers. “Shit- like yer trynna suck the s-soul out of me. Never met someone so fucking perfect f’me-”

He thinks he could almost cum right here right now when he sees you snaking down a hand to play with your swollen clit. “But Kuna~” Such an adorable pout appearing on your face when he gently smacks that hand away. Sukuna just wants to kiss it off your swollen lips.

And he does - licking hotly at the seam of your mouth, biting down on your bottom lip while you keen into his. It’s messy - all teeth and spit and adoration. 

Because you might not see it with your eyes half-lidded from the ecstasy, but Sukuna is looking at you with such nauseating heart-eyes. Ones he’d vehemently deny later, of course. But for now he settles for groping a hand down your pretty body, one, long finger rubbing unhurried little circles on your throbbing, achy clit. 

“Don’t worry your pretty lil’ head.”

So different from his unforgiving cock. All push and pull as he fucks you like his sextoy, but kisses you like his God. 

“Ah! Jus’ like that, feels so f-fucking good-” you’re a teary, whimpering mess underneath him. 

“Mhm? Feels s’good, huh?” he groans gutturally. Letting you buck wildly underneath him because shit you look so pretty being all desperate and needy for him. “Squeezin’ me s’tight. Fucking heavenly you are, you’re gonna pay for it if I cum early, angel.”

Your eyes snap open at his delirious confession and the way he seems well and fully intent on breaking you - and talking you nicely through it. It was making your head spin, especially at the way Sukuna get more and more out of control, all sloppy movements and even sloppier words. Slurring out little praises while he stuffed your ravaged cunt faster. Deeper. Pure, carnal need where he usually toyed with you so cruelly. Closer and-

“Cum for me, angel.”

You think you cum at the first word out of his mouth, because you’re seeing stars behind your eyes before Sukuna even finishes the sentence. And he’s not far behind - giving you one, final harsh thrust before filling you up in thick ropes of cum. It gushes out of your poor overfilled pussy as he keeps fucking into you like some animal. Letting out little mutters of how fucking beautiful you were and how heavenly your cunt is and-

And, well, by the time he’s collapsing into your ready arms, Sukuna might not be so pussydrunk anymore. But by God it doesn’t stop the way he nuzzles your hair softly. 

Pulling your sweaty body close to his, so fucked-out and exhausted. So fucking debauched with the way his cum gushes out of you. Hot and sticky, seeping into the sheets and pooling in the nonexistent space between you two. 

So very, very his. 

♡ GOJO SATORU - Shut up!

Gojo Satoru doesn’t shut up - not even when he’s stuffing his cock into your pretty pussy, and especially not when he’s drunk off of the heavenly feeling. Off the sight of you - all swollen lips fallen into a soft oh!, eyes glassy and miles away, so debauched and pretty underneath him - he just has to let you know.

“Look at you. Fucking perfect. Gonna fuck you till I can’t anymore.” he murmurs wetly. “Gonna make it feel so good f’you. Gonna have y’milk my cock until there’s nothing to milk.”

And Gojo swears he isn’t pussydrunk - but the way he’s babbling into your tits says otherwise. Looking up at you through his long lashes with dazed, hooded eyes, words muffled around your tit but still he keeps running his mouth. 

“Hngh- S’fucking tight and hot around me.” he murmurs, hips snapping to meet yours, milking himself mindlessly on your snug cunt. So hard that it almost hurt at the sting of skin-on-skin. “God, could stay like this f-forever.”

He was getting so loud now. Mixing with the sloppy squelches from below.

“You could, too, huh? Drunk on my cock enough to? Y’look like it-”

That makes your cheeks heat up. “Satoru-” You scramble to hastily cover Gojo’s mouth, stopping that sweet sweet voice from saying the most filthy things. You can feel his smug little grin underneath your fingertips, and you almost know what’s coming- before he licks a long, amused stripe up your palm.

Snatching your hand back, you sigh - as best you could when your boyfriend was ramming his thick cock inside you - “Satoru! What did I say about-”

“But you make it so easy, sweetheart.” he whines, hands roaming all over your body. Gripping and kneading every inch of skin he could reach before resting at your swollen clit. Pooling your sweet juices on his fingertips, drawing featherlight circles around the nub like he was trying to convince you. “Don’t lie. Y’like this big mouth. Love it even.”

Unlike Gojo - it’s hard to get your words out when he’s bullying his cock into your dripping cunt. Ramming into you over and over-

“Admit it. Don’t you love it? Love hearing me talk fucking filthy to you like this?” His words were coming out fast now, mixing with your cute whines and the heady air of the room. Each one punctuated by a brutal, harsh into your dripping cunt. 

Fingers working magic on your sensitive clit while his cock ravages you below. And the great Gojo Satoru does not give a fuck about your hushed whispers about how your neighbours are home or how “this is the fifth time they’ve complained.”

Because his girl’s pretty lil’ cunt is fucking perfect and he needs you to know.

Gojo presses hot, open-mouthed kisses down the side of your neck. Thrusts growing more and more careless. Losing his sanity with each stroke - with each word that comes out of his mouth. “I know you like it.” he groans, “I can see it in your eyes, n’ the way this slutty lil’ pussy squeezes me so fucking tight.”

Dragging - not pushing - you both closer to the edge. Frantic now, syllables slurring together and Gojo’s hips stuttering into yours. Drunk off of you and your cunt and the way he can’t stop talking and talking and-

“Yes,” your words were a barely audible whisper - but Gojo hears. Of course, he does. “I love it. Fucking love it, Toru.”

And then he’s cumming - and cumming so hard that Gojo thinks he’ll never be able to stop. Not, that he’d ever want to.

Because Gojo keeps pumping the thick, hot spurts of cum oozing out of him into your sloppy pussy. And shit you look so pretty underneath him, his seed dribbling down your thighs, eyes fluttering shut as you cream around his cock. And, of course, he has to let you know - babbling about how cute you were milking his cock and how warm and wet.

And Gojo’s still running his mouth as he pulls out, over your disappointed little mewl. All the way down till he’s swiftly centered between your open legs. Breath fanning your cunt, a devilish grin curling his lips.

“Time to help you remember exactly how much you love this big mouth.”

A/N. Plagiarism not authorized.

#jjk x reader #jjk smut #jjk x you #gojo x reader #geto x reader #sukuna x reader #nanami x reader #gojo smut #geto smut #sukuna smut #nanami smut #tonywrites #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #choso x reader #choso smut #toji x reader #toji smut #jjk x reader smut #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader smut #gojo x reader smut #toji x reader smut #satoru gojo x reader #toji fushiguro smut #nanami x reader smut #choso x reader smut #geto x reader smut

[floripire]

In the supernatural world, there are several strains of vampires, several strains of werewolves and several strains of witches. Each of them have their own strengths and weaknesses. Mostly, everyone keeps to themselves, but once in a while, supernatural creatures hailing from different strains do meet each other.

#floribeth dalisay / headcanons; metas and world building. #//listen i'm gonna go ahead and operate under the every witch/wolf/vamp iteration is valid #//i might not always agree with any specific canon but this way we can just (mostly) keep our own canons and see what fun stuff comes of it #//bc we all worked very hard on our respective canons i feel like #//i know i have #//so this way none of us have to bend over backwards or break our canon / hcs and stuff #queue.

[harrowharkwife]

having an ableist #Autism Mommy narcissist for a mother never gets less tiresome/hurtful/infuriating/disappointing/just plan embarrassing, huh?

#will delete later don't rb #im just. sick and fucking tired of getting my feelings hurt #this is why i don't talk about her and this is why i can't handle dwelling on how bad of a mother she is. #it always just ends with me crying and feeling like a pathetic and unwanted and embarrassed little freak #some part of me is stuck being the weird little middle school version of me #who constantly felt sad and jealous and just. sad. whenever i went to friends houses or heard them talk about their moms. #because all my friends moms loved them. and all my friends were best friends with their moms. #and i never got to have that. and i never will. and it makes me so fucking jealous and envious and furious and just. sad #is the word for it really. just sad. #your mom is the one person on earth who's supposed to love you no matter what. and you're bombarded with that message as a kid #so if your mom doesn't love you... what's wrong with you? #i know NOW that that's not how it actually works & that it's not my fault & that it's her problem not mine #but. sometimes one stupid text from her will still just derail my whole day and suddenly I'm 12 years old again. #it is such a lonely and isolating feeling growing up as a girl who isn't best friends with her mom. #some part of me is always going to want to grovel and bend over backwards and disregard all my own emotions just to feel like she loves me. #or hell even LIKES me! #and i know it's not a healthy instinct and its one i need to fight and ignore for my own good. but like. #i just want my mom. :( and i just want her to be proud of me and like spending time with me and care about how i feel. #i want to feel safe going to her for help with things. or even just a hug when I'm sad. but i don't get to have that. and it sucks. #yes i AM watching b*ck b*gins what about it. anyway. sorry for having mommy issues on main. gonna go dig a hole and die in it now #the eternal struggle between standing up for myself vs jumping thru the hoops required to make my mom give a shit about me

[jaegersdevil]

falling foolishly [satoru x reader]

"they're such children," shoko rolled her eyes, kicking a piece of ice away from her foot. you pursed your lips as you watched satoru throw another snowball at suguru, the latter cackling at the feeling of it hitting his bare neck.

satoru stumbled over as he gathered another handful of snow, eyes on suguru as he did the same on the other side of the path. the footpath was slippery under your feet, and the path lights above you glowed a warm yellow over the snow-covered shrubbery.

the wind blew through you and you squeezed your eyes shut at the night air. fisting your hands in your jacket pockets, you sniffled, your cheeks icy and toes numb. shoko sighed and shook her head at the boys.

"bitch!" satoru exclaimed, losing his footing before lobbing a handful of snow that landed nowhere near suguru.

"ok! i'm done. finished. stop."

"booooo!" satoru yelled, but he didn't lean down and continued walking straight. "i won, though. you didn't even hit me."

suguru grumbled something unintelligible but dug his hands in his pockets and shouldered his best friend.

"thank god," shoko mumbled. "if i had to take one of them to the hospital again i was going to kill them."

you snickered, yet you couldn't help but slow your steps and lean down discreetly. your gloveless fingers burned with pain at the sudden coldness, but that didn't deter you from making a perfect ball.

shoko noticed you weren't beside her anymore and glanced over her shoulder. "you're annoying too, you know."

you grinned, silently making your way back to her side. "how much do you think he'll whine if i hit him?"

shoko barked a laugh and nodded. "do it. he needs his ego bruised a bit."

so, you raised your arm and aimed the snowball at the white-haired boy. a giggle slipped past your lips and you threw it.

"bullseye!" shoko yelled, her laughter echoing through the park's darkness.

satoru stopped walking and placed his hand in his hair. your jaw was still open, falling when it had hit him square in the back of his head.

he spun around, finger pointed at you. "i knew it was you. you're gonna get it," and then he started running toward you.

suguru held his chest as he chuckled and moved next to shoko as they watched satoru bend down to wrap his arms around your thighs and throw you over his shoulder.

"toru!" you squealed, your arms flailing to try and grasp onto his torso. you struggled to breathe as you laughed before you felt yourself being pulled backwards.

next thing you knew, snow surrounded you as he put you into a pile of it. satoru threw himself on top of you, his cheeks were red from the cold.

"naughty. looks like you're not getting that really pretty necklace santa has in his sack for you."

"he'll give it to me," you tried to smother your smile by biting your lip, hands on satoru's neck.

"how can you be so sure?" he teased, fingers dancing under your jacket. "after this incredibly disrespectful action against me?"

your eyes flickered to his lips. "because he loves me too much."

satoru’s eyes widened and he moved his lips into a pout. "wowww, so santa’s your new man, huh? isn’t he a little old?"

you smacked his shoulder and laughed, hands running over his wet hair.

"boo hoo! you're just upset you got hit with a snowball!" shoko called from further up the path, suguru beside her.

rolling his eyes, satoru climbed off you and pulled you up with him. "are you happy now? i'm getting bullied."

you shook your head, ignoring him while you leaned up to slant your lips over his.

he smiled against your mouth and circled one arm around your waist, the other snaking around your neck. you felt yourself going sideways, shoes slipping slightly as satoru dipped you.

"let me take a photo," you barely heard suguru over the rushing in your ears when satoru pulled his lips away from yours with a bright grin.

#a christmas blurb <3 #written without editing i apologise babies #satoru gojo #gojo x reader #gojo satoru x reader #gojou satoru x reader #gojo satoru #satoru x reader #satoru gojo imagine #satoru gojo x reader #jjk imagines #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen x reader

[oikasugayama]

He F--KS You When You're Stuck pt. 1

pt. 1 *Atsushi, Fukuchi, Nikolai | pt. 2 Dazai, Ango, Oda | pt. 3 Kunikida, Sigma, Akutagawa

Disclaimer: These are works of fiction. The actions in these stories do not reflect real actions taken in the source material. I do not condone the actions some characters may take in these stories. If you are sensitive to potential non-consensual activity, do not read this series.

Contains: fem!reader being stuck/confined, non-con, fingering, spitting, doggy style, cunnilingus, masturbation, degradation, being used as a toy, etc.

*Atsushi

*This idea was originally for Atsushi, so his section is mostly a drabble! Enjoy!

You're getting ready for your first date with Atsushi when you drop an earring into your bathroom sink. It's your absolute favorite so you scramble to save it before it goes down the drain, but no-- it disappears into the darkness.

"Fuck," you swear, dropping to your knees to open the cabinet beneath the sink. The drain pipe has a bend in it before it disappears into the wall. If you're lucky the earring just dropped and is sitting in the elbow. If you're unlucky, it slid further back into the pipe.

You manage to unscrew the elbow connector by hand, only getting a bit of water on the ground. Your earring isn't in there, though. "Shit, shit, shit," you hiss, trying to look into the pipe on the wall. You have to get your phone flashlight to really see, but there it is!! Just a couple of inches back!!

You ranch one finger inside trying to grasp it, but it's too far back...so you add a second finger since your middle finger is longer, and you push as far as possible in and feel your earring just under your fingertip, and when you try to bend your fingers and pull out-- you can't. You're stuck. Thoroughly.

"You're lucky you had your phone with you," Atsushi says as he walks into your bathroom. "Otherwise, I--" his voice drops off, and you're certain it's because he just laid his eyes on you. You're on your hands and knees on the bathroom floor, your upper body inside the cabinet under the sink, and you're only in your underwear, not having put on your dress yet.

"Yeah, I know. Please, Atsushi, just get in here and help me."

"Right." He slightly stutters when he says it. A heat is stirring in his pants and he feels incredibly guilty, but as he kneels down beside you his eyes are glued to your ass. It's almost entirely exposed to him given your skimpy black thong.

"Um, I can't really-- get-- in there," he says, trying to reach in the narrow space around you without letting his body touch yours. If he feels your warmth and your sturdiness right now he's really going to lose himself.

"Just get closer, I don't care what you have to do, please! This is really uncomfortable, I just need like-- lotion or lube or something."

"Huh?!" You're looking over your shoulder at him and he can see in your eyes that you're serious, but all he can think is I'm hard I'm hard I'm hard I'm hard.

"Look around, I've got some somewhere."

Atsushi meekly agrees and crawls backwards away from you, but when he catches sight of your ass gently swaying as you shift your weight uncomfortably, he can't help but to palm his crotch, which makes him let out an involuntary whine.

"Are you good?" you ask him, and he shakes his head though you can't really see him given that he's behind you.

"It's-- [Y/N], I'm sorry, but you're so hot. I can't help it. I wanna touch you so bad." He scoots forward and presses his clothed dick to your ass, instantly throwing his head back and moaning.

"Atsushi, what the fuck?! This isn't cool-- h-hey! Ohh--" As he grinds against your ass, you feel how big his dick must be, and it sends you a jolt of arousal.

"I know a way to get something slick," he says, and you also hear the tinkling of metal as he unbuckles his belt.

"Atsushi," you say as a warning, but he ignores you.

"I'm gonna make you feel so good," he promises breathily, and then you feel his fingers caressing your cunt through your panties. "I'm gonna get you wet and then we'll get you out of there. Promise."

He pulls your panties to the side and spits, though you don't feel it hit you. You're torn between panic and frustration now, trying to pull your fingers out, but only succeeding in back up onto him, feeling how his hand must be moving over his dick, spreading his spit out as if it'll be slick enough to enter you.

Meanwhile, his fingers dip into you, and you squeal, lurching forward and banging your head against the wall. "Wha-- stop-- Atsushi!" You're ashamed at how wet you already are from him touching you, but you refuse to say so, and you don't want to let him know.

"Don't worry! I'm gonna get you out!" He says, completely brainwashed by how horny he is. His fingers disappear, only to be replaced by something bigger, thicker, and much hotter.

"Oh my god, is that your cock?!" you ask, dropping your head between your arms and guiltily leaning back into him. "Oh my god... Atsushi," you moan, giving in to how good it you just know it's gonna feel.

He whimpers behind you, and both of his hands grab your hips. He starts thrusting immediately, not giving you any time to adjust to him. His strokes are long and firm, making your ass clap against his hips.

"Oh, fuck! Atsushi-- oh, fuck, Atsushi, n-no--" You try to bite back moans and give a final plea for him to stop, but to his ears it only sounds like you moaning his name, which only spurs him on.

"Oh, yeah, baby. Oh, [Y/N]! Oh yeah!" he moans, babbling loudly over the sound of him clapping your cheeks hard. His head is thrown back, his eyes screwed tightly shut. "You're so wet. Oh, you're so hot," he whimpers. "You feel so good!"

"Atsushiiii," you whine, "You're such an asshole." You cut yourself off with a moan, and you find yourself rocking back and forth to meet his thrusts. "Oh, fuck-- It's a-- good thing we-- I was-- I wanted to do this anyway--" You try to say between your moaning and gasping.

"Yeah!" Atsushi agrees loudly. "Wanted to have sex with you so bad. Oh god, I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna cum already, I can't-- I can't-- aaaaaa!!--" With a few rapid, hard thrusts and a loud moan, Atsushi comes, still fucking you, making his cum and your wet squish out around his dick.

When he finally pulls out and falls backwards to sit on his butt, panting to catch his breath, you groan.

"You're not done yet," you tell him sternly.

"I'm so sorry, I'll get you out, I swear!"

"Yeah and after that you've gotta make me cum or I'm never going on a date with you again."

Fukuchi

You had the misfortune of being trapped by a mafia scheme in the tunnels below Yokohama. You're relatively unscathed, thank goodness, but unfortunately the way the train derailed and crashed sent you flying forward and you ended up pinned beneath a seat that got partially crushed when the side of the train dented inward.

Don't worry, though! You've been reassured that the mighty hero Fukuchi and his team of Hunting Dogs are coming to rescue survivors! You're so relieved, as you know of Fukuchi and how incredibly his reputation is. You have no doubt he'll save you.

"What pretty panties," is not the first thing you expect to hear from him, but when he kneels down and pats your butt, you realize your dress must have come upwards and exposed you.

"Sir?" you stutter out when his gloved fingers stroke up and down your crack all the way down between your legs to your cunt.

"This is thanks enough for the mighty Hunting Dogs saving you, wouldn't you say?"

"P-please?" you ask, meaning "say that again" or "excuse me?" but he takes it as you begging.

"Good girl," Fukuchi says, slowly removing his gloves.

He doesn't put his dick in you, but he does get a face full of your ass and pussy as he eats you out like there's no tomorrow, getting sloppy and messy, even spitting on your cunt when two of his fingers come up to rub back and forth acoss your clit

He makes you cum and demands you scream his name while you do it. When he finally gets you out of the seat and stands you up, he hands you a handkerchief and makes you wipe your wet and cum off of his face and especially out of his mustache.

"I trust this will stay between us. Go get your injuries checked out." and then he sends you on your way, not even casting a look at you over his shoulder.

Nikolai

He forces the situation in which you're stuck. You've been his plaything for a while now and you didn't have a choice about it. He fell in lust at first sight when you started working with one of the cover-up companies for the decay of angels. he sent you flowers, treats, popped his head in now and again to talk to you, and you talked to him too because honestly he's handsome, though he makes you nervous because you know he's dangerous.

then one night his portal spawned and he appeared in your bedroom in the middle of your alone time

"What beauty!" he said, watching the panic overcome your face as you clamped your legs closed, hiding his view of the dildo buried in your sopping wet pussy. "Apologies for being late."

You freak out, telling him to leave, threatening to call the police. you reach for your phone but he gets it away from you. somehow you end up pinned down, and when you think you've fought your way free you realize you're not actually making any progress.

Nikolai summons a portal and sends the top half of your body onto the floor, while the bottom half of your body he stays on the bed. he uses his hands and knees to keep your thighs spread and your pussy exposed while he pushes his pants down just far enough for his cock to spring free.

you feel every bit of it while you see it. you watch from the floor as he fucks you on the bed. you feel his pants rubbing against your legs, you feel his fingers digging into your plush love-handles, and it's so. fucking. hot.

you had been thinking about him while masturbating anyway, and from the way he said "sorry i'm late" he must have known it, though you have no idea how. now he rails you hard, and his stamina is incredible. he's fucking you for twenty minutes straight, moving you around, flipping you over, getting different angles, before he realizes you're moaning and enjoying it. you're calling his name because you want to touch him, not because you're telling him to stop.

finally he pulls you back through the portal so he can play with your tits and cum on your face when he's finally done with his new favorite fuck toy

#bsd x reader #atsushi x reader #atsushi smut #atsushi #atsushi headcanons #fukuchi smut #fukuchi x reader #hunting dogs x reader #hunting dogs smut #hunting dogs headcanons #fukuchi headcanons #nikolai x reader #nikolai smut #nikolai headcanons #mdni #tw noncon