#LOVE JUUST ONE MAN

[osachiyo]

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 & 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 — fem!reader, size kink, manhandling, doggy —> prone bone, spanking, feral jing yuan, tummy bulge etc • aaaa my first work for hsr ! i hope it's not too bad :) happy reading and i hope you guys enjoy !! minors dni

JING YUAN who is just so, so big — and he knows it. he loves how much bigger his hands are compared to yours, he loves how he can effortlessly tower over you, he thinks it's just so cute how easily he can carry you or even throw you over his shoulder like you weigh nothing.

it's so insanely arousing to him, the way he can manhandle and pin you down anywhere and anytime if he so pleases — and take you right there. obviously he uses that fact to his advantage in the bedroom, bending you into all sorts of positions and watching as your face contorts in a mix of pain and pleasure — he simply loves it.

and today was one of those days. the general had you in doggy style, watching your ass ripple from his pelvis hitting it continuously — the sight almost had his mouth watering.

your face was buried in the heap of pillows — fingers desperately clawing at his silken sheets as you got pounded from behind by jing yuan. "hah, back your hips juust like that, sweet girl," he moaned, slapping at the jiggling fat of your ass — making you clench around him even more.

" 's too deep, ji—," you whined, which only made him let out a hearty laugh before slapping your ass again. "yeah? cock's too big for my little girl?" jing yuan cooed, condescension dripping from his words.

though he didn't make any efforts to slow down or give you a break — why would he? it would be a crime if he slowed down now, with the way you were gushing around his cock and blabbering incoherent sentences into the pillows — you looked the most pretty this way, he thought.

his hand reached down to press on your tummy when he felt it — a tiny bulge in your tummy everytime he thrusted in. now, he's usually not one to lose his control but that made his mind go blank for a second — hips slowing down to a halt, while you turn your head back to look at him. "ji?" you whispered his name so cutely — shit, you were peering at him through those wet lashes of yours while an adorable pout graced your lips. before you knew it, he was now plowing into you even harder, even faster than before — the poor bed creaking and slamming against the wall with each brutal thrust.

it was like something inside of him snapped — his pools of honey now darkened into a much, much deeper shade. one of his hands were holding you down by your neck, pushing your face further into the pillows, while his other hand was pressing down on your tummy — cock twitching inside of you every time he felt that goddamn bulge.

"fuuck, the things you do to me, angel," a growl left his chest, punctuating each word with a harsh thrust to your aching cunt. "good — s'good—!" you squealed when he moved his hand down from your tummy to your clit, flicking at the small nub with precision.

it wasn't long until your knees gave out completely, landing on the soft mattress with a "oomph," as jing yuan still continued to fuck into you with endless vigor. the man seemed to be in a trance at this point, eyes narrowed to slits as he lowered himself to lick and bite at your earlobes before whispering into your ear,

"better brace yourself, because you're in for a loooong night, my dear."

#𓏲 ๋࣭ ࣪ ˖ 𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐒... ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 #honkai star rail #hsr #hsr smut #hsr x reader #hsr x reader smut #honkai star rail smut #honkai star rail x reader smut #honkai star rail x reader #jing yuan smut #jing yuan x reader smut #jing yuan x reader

[coallise]

Wedding day

requested by @drewoneill23, I've done a proposing one already, don't know if theres a tumblr link for it but here's their wedding.

Carmilla looked at her reflection in the mirror as Velvette did her hair. Behind her, her daughters were already dressed. Clara had a black suit decorated with green spiderwebs and green flowers, Odette took a green dress and black spiderwebs and white flowers.

“Nervous?” Rosie asked, putting a hand on Carmilla’s shoulder. She was dressed in a green dress and black and white flowers.

“A little, I just want this day to be perfect,” Carmilla smiled.

“Don't worry, pretty sure he would be happy to marry you if it was done in a warehouse,” Velvette snorted before putting the final flowers in Carmilla’s hair, “done.”

“It's beautiful,” Carmilla praised. “How much longer until it’s time?”

“Fifteen minutes, think you’ll last or do we have to lock you in?” Velvette joked before starting on her makeup. She was one of the guests so she wore a blue dress instead of the green or black the bride’s maids wore.

“Maybe stop me from going down the aisle early, I have been waiting too long for this,” Carmilla said. She looked over her appearance in the mirror one more time. Her white dress hugged her torso perfectly and the skirt flowed easily around her. It had black and green lace and flowers sewn on that matched the ones in her bun.

////

With the grooms, Zestial was pacing back and forth, wearing a divot in the floor.

“Zestial, calm down,” Lucifer tried, “It’ll be perfect.”

“How is thou so sure? A number of things can go awry,” Zestial said, pausing his pacing for a moment before starting again.

“Maybe, but really the only thing that matters is if Carmilla ditches. If anything else goes wrong, you two can deal and move past. Fuck, you two have loved each other sense before I was an overlord so I don't see how this will go bad,” Husk snorted as he fiddled with his bowtie. All three of them were in black suits decorated with either black or white spider webs and flowers.

Lucifer was ready to kick Husk out like he did with Alastor, but Zestial had sat down and seemed to relax a smidgen. 

“How long must I wait?” Zestial asked.

“Just fifteen more minutes, buddy, fifteen more minutes,” Lucifer pat his back.

////

It was an agonizing fifteen for both parties before they were allowed to start the wedding. Lucifer took his post at the podium. First, Odette led Zestial to the altar before taking her spot as maid of honnor. Then the groomsmen took their spots before Clara led Carmilla down the aisle, before taking her spot as ‘Best man’. The bridesmaids took their spots and Lucifer started to talk.

Carmilla and Zestial were not listening to him, just watching each other with love in their eyes. Lucifer had to ask three times for their vows.

“Oh! Uhm,” Zestial took a deep breath, “I promise thee I will love and protect thee and thine daughters to the best of my abilities till my last breath.”

Carmilla’s knees went a bit weak before she cleared her throat, “I promise to stay by your side and make decisions as a team. To face the world together.”

“Zestial, do you accept?” Lucifer asked him.

“I do,” He bowed his head.

“Carmilla, do you accept?” He turned to her.

“I do.” Carmilla smiled and squeezed his hand tightly.

“Juust cause I wanna make this longer, Clara, Odette, do you two accept this union and accept Zestial as your father?” Lucifer smirked. Zestial and Carmilla rolled their eyes.

“We do,” the pair giggled.

“Then, by the power they never took away, I endorse this union! You may now kiss!” Lucifer raised all six of his wings and magic swirled around them. Now, on both of their ring fingers, were gold rings connected by a gold thread.

A cheer went up from the crowd and they were ushered into a ballroom for the reception. Carmilla and Zestial did the salsa for their first dance. The bouquet toss came with Rosie catching it.

“Ok, now the garter toss,” Velvette smirked, getting her camera ready.

“I don't remember agreeing to that,” Carmilla glared at the other woman.

“Come on, it’s traditional! Like, older than Zestial traditional!” Velvette said.

Zestial coughed and nodded, “tis true that the garter toss was done in my time.”

“Fine, but you’re removing it with your hands, not teeth,” Carmilla said as she grabbed a chair and sat down. Zestial chuckled and effortlessly slipped off the lacy green garter. The men stood ready to catch it. Alastor was chatting with Rosie off to the side.

Zestial set the garter loose and it landed right on Alastor’s antler.

“Well what is this for?” Alastor plucked it off before dropping it, realizing it was a garter.

“Looks like the next dance is ours,” Rosie giggled and took his arm.

“Of course, but please tell me there will be no more undergarments involved,” Alastor begged.

#carmilla carmine #zestial #hazbin hotel #clara carmine #zestmilla #hazbin zestial #hazbin carmilla #hazbin clara #hazbin odette #odette carmine

[kobold-royalty]

Hierarchy of gendered terms for me. This gets lewd. This is not a comprehensive list juust all the stuff i can think of. Except for 1 s tier one that i was too shy to put down.

F tier: dude, bro, guy (do not use these)

D tier: man, woman(doesnt feel right but will accept from strangers walking on the street)

C tier: handsome, anything in f tier but you add lil in front of it. Yes there is a difference. Fag (These are fun but be careful)

B: lady, beautiful, your majesty, prince, princess, queen, girl, boy, king, fleshlight,. Jester, clown, fool, queer (encouraged well liked but there are more)

A: kobold, creature, pet, pretty, cutie pie, toy, yoshi, critter, dragon, draconic scion, cowbold, thing, girlthing, boything, lizard, dinosaur, dummy, klutz, clumsy, hungry gal, hungry guy, hungry thing, tubby, chubby, fat, little one, tiny thing, little thing, femboy, fembold, good girl, good boy, good bold, darling( really really like, get extra points)

S tier: Snack, meal, tummy fat, you gonna finish that? , deliscious, scrumptious, sweetie pie, dinner, gut slut, candy, gusher, capri sun, juice box, cookie, pastry, sweet-tart, roast, meat, MORSEL, tasty dummy, bimbold, bimbo, idiot, >///< (really really love please use theze terms for me)

#princess rambling #princess rambles

[unabashedly-so]

Just some self-indulgent snippets from Mine and Yours (But Mostly Yours). (Elliott x f!Farmer pwp)

sfw, but under the cut due to obvious context.

Yours.

“You are incorrigible tonight. I’m starting to think you need this more than I do.” He takes your wrists into one hand and lifts them over your head, pinning them on the bed behind you. With the other hand, he weaves the silk around them, binding them together, then tying them to a stake in the headboard. He can do masterful work with knots, but you’re too busy running your eyes up and down the lines of his body to pay attention this time. “There,” he says with a final tug on the silk. He leans back, still not making contact but drinking the sight of you in, one silk still in hand. “Now there’s nothing to muffle all of the beautiful sounds I’m going to draw out of you.” He looks down at you for a moment, before taking the silk in his hand between his teeth and tilting his head back. He runs his long fingers through his hair and gathers it up in strands. You think he’s figured out your thing for watching him tie back his hair. You feel yourself straining against the silk, a whine building in your exhales as you watch the lowlight paint his muscles and highlight his broad chest. Elliott glances down at you, lets out a satisfied chuff, silk still in his mouth. He takes his sweet time gathering every ribbon of luscious hair. Not that you’re complaining. In fact, if this was punishment… oh, the absolute war crimes you’d commit against this man if you could juust—

Mine.

Your hand is picked up and you feel a kiss brush against your knuckles. “…Muse?” Your eyes flutter open, and it takes your eyes a moment to adjust. Where there was low lighting before, the room is now dim, lit only by candle light and the moonlight filtering through the trees. Elliott holds your hand and sits down next to you on the bed. You can see now he’s taken his hair back down. It spills down his shoulders in auburn ribbons, and you can’t help but reach out and run your fingers through it. Silky smooth as ever, even as the ends are damp from sweat. He leans into your hand in his hair with a contented exhale. Slowly, as not to exacerbate your strained arms, he guides the hand he was holding onto his other shoulder, so he’s held in your sweet embrace. You wrap your arms around his neck and play with his hair some more, nuzzling into him. He has one arm around you, resting on your waist, drawing you in closer. Fingers tracing circles against your skin, he lets out another soft sigh. “Can I be honest and say I missed this? Certainly, having you laid out so exquisitely does plenty for me, but this.” He plants a kiss on your forehead. “This is what I love the most.” You nod. Head resting on his shoulder, your face nuzzled into his neck, you breathe in the blissful moments. He’ll always have an air of salt water, parchment paper, and, of course, pomegranate, but since moving in and beginning his herb garden, there’s always something else to appreciate on his skin or in his hair. Today, it’s lemongrass. You can feel his steady heart beat against your cheek and the occasional vibration from a contented sigh or hum. For the first time in a while, you’re able to hear how quiet the night is, save for the minute crackling of the candle wicks and the faint trill of crickets outside. After a bit, he breaks the comfortable silence, his voice gentler, quieter than usual. “I’d like to ask one more thing of you tonight.”

#so frustrating because I am SO. CLOSE. to tying it all together. #but I just can't. UGH. #and haven't been able to for like 2 months. double UGH. #sdv #sdv elliott #unabashedly posting

[theashpit]

same wraith anon, I LOVE the way Locust's concept works oh my god, that's such a huge brain way to go about having freedom in stories!! they sound terrifying but like, in a way that'd evoke awe more than fear outright?? 11/10 already

some concepts for wraiths to embody that came to mind though...

Dreams? one that maybe can enter dreams or prolong them somehow.

Discovery, or Knowledge (or both?). entitys bound to pursuing knowledge are really fun to work with (though I might be biased from having one tbh...) like there's always something to learn somewhere?? 🤔

Humor. comedians. end of statement (this one's not even cool oTL)

the little thoughts after the concepts I hope aren't overstepping anything :') they were personal musings but don't let them sway you on using the ideas or not!! juust good luck with working with them and Cadence as a whole!!! 👍

THANK YOU SO MUCH, Locust is 100% more awestriking than scary. I love LOVE writing them when it comes to them like communicating with people… because they’re literally LITERALLY so calm, smart, and soft spoken. Unbias by nature and is willing to bare the burden of realities branches upon its back as long as order and balance is maintained by others.

Another Wraith; Rane the Wraith of War, actually wants to corrupt Locust and take their body for himself. This would lead to the destruction of EVERYTHING and eVERYONE, as everlasting war would take over EVERY possible outcome and rane would reign over everything absolutely. Thankfully locust is very hidden and Rane has been contained in most branches :) HOWEVER SOME BRANCHES HE IS FREE AND ALL IT TAKES IS ONE RANE TO GET TO LOCUST.

Also GRIPPING YOU NGL I MIGHT CONCEPT THESE AT SOME POINT CAUSE SOME ARE VERY CLEVER AND CUTE.

I love the idea of the Concept of Humor fksndn sure he could be a comedian or clown. But what if he literally was just “IM NOT A FUNNY MAN” and everyone cant help but laugh. KXHSJD TERMINAL FUNNYMAN DISEASE

Knowledge is a fucking GOOD ONE. I might actually do something with that AHEM… OUGH

#ask #anon #YOU WRAITH ANON UR THE REAL MVP AND ILY #PLEASE ASK MORE!!

[bfcomplains]

My bf coming into my room at 3 am after gaming the whole evening talking to his boys on discord. The whole time ignoring me and getting mad at me after i wanted to say goodnight, bcs he needed to turn of his mic for 10 seconds. Dude did not communicate a single time that i annoyed him. And now he woke me up (at first to apologise, bcs he felt that he was rude, next to tell me that he was getting mad bcs i provoked him = my fault) and talked to me for one hour about the gfs and exes of his friends that are the absolut monsters for having standards in their relationships.

I dont know how but he ended in policing me about my haircut. That i would stone me or throw acid at my face if i would cut my hair short or dyed it, like one of his friends gf did. (All bcs i showed interest in cutting my hair short) ofcs "joking". But how can i take this as a joke when hes so fucking serious about a haircut wtf about hurting me is funn??

He also said that he would end the relationship immediately if i came home with short hair, bcause i would look like a man ( his words: eww) i have a very feminine body btw, and i would look fuvking cute with short hair.

His association with short hair and manliness is so fucking weird. How he talks about socially masculine traits in women is so disgusting. I think his only reason is to subconciusly manipulate me to fit into his very misogynistic and conservative vision of a wife. So fucking sick in the head. How can u say to another person, yet to a loved one that he would be violent towards them if they didnt act like he wants them to. In what kind of postion do u have to see urself in to think that u can pressure someone to not do what they woul eventually want to do with their own body it makes me so fucking mad.

If he's not attracted to that: fine. U can say that and i can consider that when making a decision. But equalling 4 years of a relationship to a haircut. SUPER DUPER NOT OKAY

Joking about killing me or burning my face with acid. FUCK MAN

Why am i fucking staying. Wtf

I juust want to cut my hair short.

Best case: he doesn't mind much, is realizing how fucking dumb it was trying to police me and apologizing for threatening me.

Worst case: in fucking dead or he gets violent in any form.

Realistic case: he will get emotionally abusive (eventually violent) and will never talk to me again. Stupid bitch.

I should leave his ass for things like that. But i don't trust my own judgement.

His fucking view of women is fucked in the head. Thats the only problem i got with this man. And it should be enough.

[yoong-i]

me rewinding back to the beginning of yoongis part on the AGT performance telling myself Im Calm

narrator: she was not calm

#ahna #I LITERALLY #LOVE JUUST ONE MAN #AND ITS MIN YOONIG #YOONGI #WHATEV

[wizardmarriage]

for the sake of public safety they should not let me like, within 5 meters distance of a sledgehammer

#megarez text #man i would love to swing one of those things in a circle and chuck it as hard as i can #like juust once. for fun. #it would be bad. but it would also be fun.

[deagle]

So. With the aim to watch Encanto in every possible language (it‘s just so much fun) I went ahead and frickin got a DisneyPlus subscription which is besides the point ugh but I was finally able to see the movie outside the cinema. Which means I can pause and zoom and interpret/ analyze shit anytime I want. Soooo that happened

Here are my discoveries after my first watch-through (outside of the cinema) that I didn‘t notice before:

1) The paintings

See the marks from former paintings on the wall here? Those frames must have been hanging up there for a long time for these 'shadows' to appear at this very badly naturally lit corner of the house. My first thought was "oh man, somebody bothered to hang up paintings on the wall by that little stairwell that leads to his tower… that‘s so sweet. Just to TAKE THEM DOWN AGAIN?? >:,("

BUT

Those exact same markings were already there when he left?? Which begs the question why would those paintings be removed? Or were they family pictures? Anyways why would anybody want to make the way up to the vision cave even less inviting than it already is… :(

Did he perhaps remove them himself and hoard them in the walls before he even considered "leaving without leaving" as his final option, ergo has he been using the space behind the walls occasionally before the whole ordeal as his safes pace™️?

2) Bruno‘s room en detail

2.1) The super cute rat parcours!! (Also while we‘re on the topic or rats. How did Bruno know his vision cave got wrecked? Nobody else in the house noticed it broke. Dolores only informed everybody that Mirabel went up to his tower, right? Only the rats were up there with Mirabel. So how did Bruno know?? What if he followed her into the room out of curiosity (she left the door open, too)? Or did the rats communicate it to him some way or another? OR do the magical members of the familia somehow SENSE that something is off with their individual rooms?? Yk what I mean?)

2.2) This one is just sad. His TABLE isn‘t even a TABLE. Look at the hinges??! Poor Bruno.

2.3) Check out his other wardrobe as well: another shirt (gives me cardigan vibes), another pair of pants (with them cool ripped knees boi), sOCKS?! and his Jorge attire! ALSO another one of his lovely hourglass ruanas (ponchos?)! (CanIpleasehaveit)

2.4) My fav detail!! So for his "sports" category he painted this tiny cardboard photo stand-in for his rats. And it‘s a match between Colombia and Germany! But not from the world cup in 1954. The tricots don‘t match up. Nono instead-!

It‘s the world cup of 1990!! DID HE SEE THIS IN A VISION?!??!??

3) Casita 'good bro' Madrigal

I like to imagine that it‘s Casita opening the door further on purpose (since the damage is already done and Dolores knows) as if to say 'Uhm guys. Yk not to burst your bubble here but… this isn‘t as discreet as you thought, homies :/"

Three words. CASITA‘S WAVING GOODBYE 😭💀

I‘ll be back if I find more, until then, buh-byee~🐀 also tell me what you think about all these points! It‘s juust speculation

#encanto #theories #casita #bruni madrigal #visions #sad #sad hours #disney #football #rats

[drakenology]

Hi love!!! Please could you write some sexy times with Bakugou in an onsen PLSSSS I have a mighty need!

btw your ass looks great

I changed it hehe but I bet it does😏

𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐌 - 𝐀 𝐇𝐎𝐓 𝐇𝐎𝐓 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓

feat - Bakugo Katsuki x Fem!Reader

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: smut, rough sex, pussy job?, biting, choking, daddy kink, degrading , one face slap, riding, just sex in an onsen.

𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐬: 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐨𝐭. 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐦𝐞 𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝟑𝐊! 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐚 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲 (𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐭𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐢'𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐭𝐬.)

𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐬 | 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞!

He sat back cooly against the natural rocks of the hot springs as you dropped your towel on the concrete ground. He looked like an absolute god, his blonde hair wet and hanging down and sticking to his forehead, his arms propped up behind him as his crimson eyes scan every detail in your pretty little body. You feel a little flustered at first until you remember this man has seen your naked body bent in a million different ways so you drop your hands and stand tall.

"C'mere." As he motioned you forward, watching your delicate feet climb down the stone stairs that led to the warm water below. You swim to him slowly, Katsuki awaiting you with widespread arms to scoop you into his lap and kiss you hard, switching between gripping your ass and holding your hips to grind you up against his growing hard-on.

Jagged gasps start to leave your mouth as his teeth start to graze against the skin of your neck, his big hands holding your throat to keep your writhing body still while he left harsh hickies all over your neck. The pit of your core churned as your clit starts to throb in anguish for him to just touch it, anything more than just grinding. Katsuki only bites down on your ear lobe to hiss at you,

"Needy little baby, arent'ya? Hold still or I'll make you fuck yourself."

You only whimper and try to sit perfectly still as he started to litter your soft mounds in hickies and bite marks, reaching down to rub his fat head against the slick folds of your aching pussy while you moan out for more. He upped the anti by sliding the tip in juust a little, laughing in your face when you start shaking in attempt to keep yourself from sinking down onto the rest of his cock.

Before you can even enjoy the feeling of his cock inside you he's pulling out and nudging his cock up against your slick bud, tugging lightly at your nipples with his teeth.

"Katsu, I need you. Fuck me please." You hear yourself begging, unabashedly humping your boyfriend while he smirked at you. “Let me, daddy. Let me ride your cock, please.”

"Heh. G’head then. Ride my cock, baby.” He granted, chuckling darkly when you let out a slew of thank yous. 

Once you sink down on his cock, all composure leaves your subconscious as you bounce up and down, the warm water of the hot springs splashing up against Katsuki’s chest. 

“D-Daddy, ‘s so d-deep! Cock’s so fuckin’ big.” You squeal, gasping sharply when you feel him hit the softest part of your cunt, pathetically 

“Fuck, look at you baby. Look so good riding my dick. That’s it, slut, make daddy fuckin’ cum.” He groaned, leaning back to watch your wet breasts jiggle with each needy hop on his cock. His thumb pressed up against your clit, jolting his hips upwards to fuck up into you while your mewls echo throughout the room. Your lips lock, Katsuki’s tongue dragging hotly against your bottom lip before his hand reached up to grab your throat, squeezing the sides to block your airways causing you to see flashing lights behind your eyes. Katsuki swallowed up every strangled scream that lifts from your lungs. 

The atmosphere was hot and sticky, inhaling hot and muggy air as you pant, the need to cum so intense it made you dizzy as your mind faded. This feeling was euphoric, your whole body igniting at his every move as your head leaned backwards in absolute bliss. Katsuki’s hand comes down on your jaw to rip you from your haze, pulling you closer to him. 

“Nngh, you’re gonna cum aren’t you? Greedy cunt’s fuckin’ swallowin’ me.” He remarks, grunting as your gummy walls squeeze him snugly while he pinched and pulled at your nipples. 

“C-Can I cum, daddy? Please?” You ask, sounding more like a plead as you look down at him with half-lidded eyes, your bodies hot and radiating steam onto each other. 

“Hm..” He elongates, pretending to ponder while you’re practically about to burst. 

“Please, please please! Let me cum, daddy, please? Been so good, I-I just wanna cum for you.” You find yourself begging, almost cumming as you frantically search for permission from him for release, for some sort of relief from the overwhelming feeling in your core as your stomach churned and your thighs get tired. 

Katsuki’s hands plant down on your ass to pick you up and drop you back down onto his cock, granting you your orgasm with a murmur as you crumble almost immediately at his fingertips. You feel sticky and wet all over as water splashes the two of your nude bodies as he fucked you through the roller coaster of sensations you felt, Katsuki’s cock sinking deep inside you before he came in hot and sticky ropes. You could cry right there as your bodies finally erupt, panting into each other’s ghosted mouths as you come down together. But Katsuki’s no where near finished, feeling him stiffen inside you all over again as his hand comes down hard on your ass to bring you back down to earth. 

“Get yer ass up, we’re going upstairs.” 

#— events 🌟 #katsuki smut #bakugo katsuki smut #bnha katsuki #hot hot summer! ☼

[heelbucks]

So I may have been stalking your blog juust a little. Do you still write for Edge? If you do can I get some domestic headcannons for him?

No worries if you don't feel like it x

domestic adam "edge" copeland x reader headcanons!

minors dni!

i feel like he's lowkey good at back massages. he can tell when your upset and it's one of his favorite ways to spoil you

he loves when you play with his hair if he's laying in your lap

teaching him how to actually take care of his hair

this man's guilty pleasure is rupaul's drag race. sick days are spent cuddled up in bed, watching old seasons

he loves karaoke nights, his go to song is don't stop believing or another dad rock song

secretly likes to be little spoon

his favorite date night is staying in and the two of you either cooking or baking something together

younger edge definitely wouldn't admit it, but he's so whipped for you. he'd play it off like he isn't as obsessed with you as he is.

both 90s! edge and current edge carry polaroids of you in their wallets

#edge imagine #edge wwe #adam copeland #edge wwe x reader #90s wwe imagine

[heckling-hydrena]

what do you think about glass animals

O,k so ;oyu k.know zaaba?Y ou kn,now zab.ba right? ZaaBa .is s,,o ffuucking goood mmann I cann’tt put it  i..ntto words i love it so ;fucking much. The whole album setsf ,,pu such an incredIble aatmosphere I mean have yyou SEENN  this  compillattion oof all the, ambbient, .jungle s,,o unds used in the  albu..m juust l.istening  to thatv ideo makes me,, b eatmy chhest,, like a gorillaa thatt’s hadd 33 moonssterrs I’m fuc,king insane I’.m rrabid I’m gonna go ber serkk the ;fuckinngg THE NO..ISeS!!!! THE ,JUNGGLE NOISEES! Name onne bbadd sonng on tthis a lbumm yooU can’’t you pfkucking c,an’t .andd if youu c;;an ;; you’re wrong and I’m ggoing t oattcak you .TTh eelay;ers maan. You can peel ,every song like a fucking onion there’s so many liltLee noiess  thhaat cooe together to makee liitening to tehm an absolutely wnoderuffll experriien,,csee. Ther,e’ss suuch an otheerworl,dlly feeling tto aa lot of th etracks like intruxx? An innstrumentaal? MakeS me feel more  th,an any lyriicss cacn. ZZ;;aba My beloovred Il ove yyo uso fucking much..h.

And shit Man,, howt o bbe a hhuman being..? That al..bum sllaps so  hard it mighht as weell be saizng ““buenos dias mandy”. jee  sus??? There’s so muc.h eenerrgy aand life in, this ; albuum. AGNES.. I d  on’t even rrelaly listen t.o  agne.s b eacuse thhe story beehin`d thee song mAkes me too sadd  butt thhe Emoino  in,,n thhatt song iss unparallel,ed.  TThe restt of the  sogs on the alb.um aRe fuckkinngg ba;angers  too liKe po;rkk soda??  “piineapples are in mmy   head”  dAmn bro iDkk w.what th ee,,fuck tha..t maens but, go   off king. ;;Do   Ieeve,,n  nn,,eed to menntion tdossop. Do I?

An,,d II’m not gonna llie dreamland isn’t rrelaly   my vibee bu FUCK the   songgs ahre sttiilll sso  go[o,d. Tokyo driifti..ng, spacce ghost, holy   sh;hit, hot sugar????? II’m of my shhit  s I’m thej oekr bay heuugheeugfha! FUUCCK!!!

(version before I applied the crytyping filter is under the cut)

Ok so you know zaba? You know zaba right? Zaba is so fucking good man I can’t put it into words I love it so fucking much. The whole album sets up such an incredible atmosphere I mean have you SEEN this compilation of all the ambient jungle sounds used in the album just listening to that video makes me beat my chest like a gorilla that’s had 3 monsters I’m fucking insane I’m rabid I’m gonna go berserk the fucking THE NOISES!!! THE JUNGLE NOISES! Name one bad song on this album you can’t you fucking can’t and if you can you’re wrong and I’m going to attack you. The layers man. You can peel every song like a fucking onion there’s so many little noises that come together to make listening to them an absolutely wonderful experience. There’s such an otherworldly feeling to a lot of the tracks like intruxx? An instrumental? Makes me feel more than any lyrics can. Zaba my beloved I love you so fucking much.

And shit man, how to be a human being? That album slaps so hard it might as well be saying “buenos dias mandy”. jesus?? There’s so much energy and life in this album. AGNES.. I don’t even really listen to agnes because the story behind the song makes me too sad but the emotion in that song is unparalleled. The rest of the songs on the album are fucking bangers too like pork soda? “pineapples are in my head” damn bro idk what the fuck that means but go off king. Do I even need to mention tosop. Do I?

And I’m not gonna lie dreamland isn’t really my vibe but FUCK the songs are still so good. Tokyo drifting, space ghost, holy shit, hot sugar??? I’m off my shits I’m the joker baby heugheugfhu! FUCK!!

#thanks for asking :) #ask #anon #not fr

[mcfreakin-bxtch]

I’ll Show You

The Mandalorian x Reader

Warnings: Smut, Dom!Reader and Sub!Mando (or my poor attempt at an angry reader showing Mando who’s boss), Teasing, Orgasm denial, Light bondage, Masturbation, Some oral (m)

Word Count: 2.5k+

Requested by one of my lovely mutual’s @ben-is-a-hoe​ (thank you for being very patient with me)

Prompts: #2 “I could literally strangle you right now and no one would stop me.”

#8 “Stop giving me that look.” - “... You mean my face?”

#70 “Do you have any idea on how frustrating you can really be?”

#83 “I’m stronger than you think.”

A/N: I’m trying to get better at writing sub!Mando. Also I’ve incorporated this into the Games Series

You wanted to wipe that stupid smirk off his stupid face.

You couldn’t really see it with his helmet on, but oh you knew that’s exactly what he was doing.

And it fucking

Pissed.

You.

Off.

And he knew what he was doing to you. You think that’s what was more infuriating.

“Stop giving me that look.” You growled. 

He stood in front of you, poised and relaxed. 

“... You mean my face?”

You huffed. “Can’t even see your face,” you mumbled. 

Din shrugged. “You started it.”

The nerve of this fucking man. 

“I had it all taken care of,” you pointed your finger at him. “You didn’t have to intervene like that! This was my bounty!”

He grunted through the decoder. “I’m sure you did.”

And that’s what also pissed you off. His fucking short sentences. 

You were going to argue some more, even opening your mouth to start but you stopped. 

There are other ways to get the point across. 

It took you just a few seconds, but your plan lit up like a light bulb above your head; a dark, sinful light bulb. 

Taking a step towards him, you glared at him, watching as he shifted his weight, planting his hands on his hips. 

“You wanna know what I know,” you said. 

Din hummed. “And what is that?”

You stood in front of him, close enough to feel the cold drift of the beskar. You could faintly hear his breaths from under the helmet; steady and soft. 

You smiled and gave him a hard shove. 

He gasped as he stumbled back, not being used to you getting the surprise on him. 

He landed on the cot, holding himself on his elbows as you were sure he was gawking at you. 

“I’m stronger than you think.”

You quickly grabbed your pair of handcuffs sitting next to you and crawled over the Mandalorian, wasting no time in pushing him down until you were straddling his waist. 

“Hey wha-”

His protest was cut off when you grabbed his wrists and planted them firmly above his head, cuffing his hands quickly, the magnet slamming against the wall. 

He could complain all he wanted, but you knew better. He could’ve easily had fought you off without barely using any strength if he really, really wanted to. 

He liked this. 

“All I ask for is the same amount of respect that I give you, Din,” you growled. 

“I do,” he argued. “I do, but you need to admit that you did not know what you were doing out there today and you needed my help.”

“I could literally strangle you right now and no one would stop me.”

He chuckled, pulling slightly against the cuffs. “A lot of people wanna do that to me sweetheart. So try again.”

“Do you have any idea on how frustrating you can really be?” You huff, palming the sides of him that weren't covered by his beskar.

Din grunted, shifting his hips up juust a little against your thigh; he was already half hard. 

“Not really,” he said. “Because I think it’s the other way around.”

You sighed and rolled your eyes. 

“Oh you won’t be laughing when I’m done with you,” you threatened. 

You shifted your legs until your covered core hovered above his and grinded your hips slowly on his erection, smirking when he puffed and dug his head into the pillow. 

You continued moving your hips, smirk growing wider when he would grunt and try to stifle his moans. 

“I want to hear them,” you tsked. “I want to hear what I do to you. Do it or I’ll stop right now and leave you here until I feel like you’re ready.”

“Fuck,” he groaned. “Shit princess, just…”

You circled your hips, each time harder than the last. 

“N-need this off.” Din gasped. 

You shook your head. “Nooo I don’t think you deserve that.”

He whined, rolling his hips to meet your thrusts. 

“You’re gonna play tough now?”

You chuckled, lifting up enough to palm him through his pants. 

“Maker,” he hissed. 

“Yeah. That’s what I’m gonna do.”

You crawled back until you stood on your feet, watching the visor lift towards you. 

He watched as you threw your shirt over your head, bra next. He sucked in a breath at your bare chest, nipples perked and breasts heaving with every breath. 

He wanted to put his mouth on them. 

You made sure to take your time with your pants, slimming them down your legs slowly, watching his cock twitch. 

“I like you like this,” you said as you kicked your pants away. “Alllll tied up, at my will.” 

Keeping your panties on, you crawled back over him, giving the forehead of his helmet a loud, sloppy kiss.

“Just being a brat.” He grunted. 

You giggled with a shrug. 

“So?”

You palmed him again before he could retort, rubbing the outline of his cock and giving it a squeeze. 

“J-just do something,” he whimpered. 

You raised your eyebrows. “No.”

He threw his head back with a soft thump. “No?”

You shook your head, keeping your hand on his clothed dick. 

“Not until you apologize to me, admit that I had it all handled, and you ask nicely.”

He mulled over your words in silence, only the strains of his heavy breathing escaping through the modulator. 

When you drifted your hand away from him, he panicked. 

“Baby,” he stammered. “Look I’m - I’m sorry, okay? I knew you could handle it and I let my stupid ego get the best of me. Now please t -”

“Sweet,” you interrupted, twinkling your fingers delicately back to the straps of his pants. “Your apology. It’s very -” You swiftly undid the straps and traced the patch of hair trailing down, enjoying the way he held his breath and his stomach clenched as your hand drifted lower. “Touching.”

He cursed when you grabbed him, pulling him out of his convines. 

“But you still need to learn a lesson.”

You swiped your thumb over the tip of his cock, precum smearing down your thumb as you did. Din thrusted his length into your hand, moaning loudly as you finally touched him. 

“Now I want to hear you,” you said. “And no moving unless I tell you too. Understand?”

He nodded eagerly. You arched your back, giving him the perfect view of your ass, and laid your hand on the chestplate, giving the hot, burning skin you could reach little kisses; his muscles quivered when you started to nip at him, cursing under his breath.

Your hand squeezed his cock before you began to pump him languidly, giving the head a gentle squeeze each time up. 

“Cyar’ika-” Din gasped. “Nghh f-feels so good.”

His voice, so needy and savory, had you gushing, your juices sticky on your thighs. 

You pushed his pants down further until you could cradle his balls, rolling and squeezing them in your hand. 

“Fuck!” Din buckled. 

You giggled and gave him a wicked grin before you engulfed his head into your mouth, your tongue fluttering against his frenulum. 

He choked on a moan, body going rigid. His arms strained above him, wanting nothing more than to bury his hand in your hair and push you all the way down on his thick girth until you were choking around him. 

You hummed at the salty taste of his precum and took him further into your mouth. Your tongue traced every vein that was pumping and pulsing along his shaft, rubbing his thigh as he gritted. 

“Oh fuck that mouth is perfect.”

“Mhmmhgg.” You hummed around him. 

You relaxed your throat and inched downwards until the curls of his hair was pressed against your nose, tickling you. 

“Right t-there mesh’la,” he moaned. “K-keep going.” 

You bobbed your head up and down maybe two, three times before you stopped at his head, giving him a powerful suck.

“Sooo good.” He cooed, body glistening in a thin sheet of sweat underneath all his layers. 

His pleasured filled haze was abruptly broken when you pulled off him with a loud pop, wiping your mouth and sitting up. 

“Look at me.” You said before he could protest. 

Sweeping your panties to the side, you made sure he was watching as you dipped a finger through your folds, gathering your juices and sliding up to your clit. You moaned loudly as you circled your nub, your body thrumming as you finally got the exquisite friction you needed, closing your eyes as your other hand grabbed your breast, tweaking your nipple between your fingers. 

“Beautiful,” Din murmured. 

You opened your eyes, eyeing up his red angry cock, your spit dripping down the length of him, throbbing against the cold, beskar armor. 

You slipped your hand away from your dripping pussy and grabbed his cock, repositioning yourself until he was nudging at your folds.

You heard the click of the handcuffs, creaking under the Mandalorian’s strength. 

He winced as you rubbed his cock through your slit, bringing him up to rub the tip of his head against your clit. You whimpered, rolling your hips in a little swirl before finally lining yourself back over him and slowly inching down inch by inch until he was completely buried in you, the small patches of hair tickling your clit. 

You both gasped as you finally connected, just breathing until as your walls contracted around him, making room for his thick girth; hot and pulsing inside you and it has your walls fluttering painfully around him. 

“Maker I see it.” Din groaned loudly. 

You furrowed your brows until you looked down; there he was, just in your lower stomach. 

“Mm,” you moaned, swiveling your hips. 

You pivoted yourself on him until he was a mess underneath you, fists clenched tightly as he willed himself not to move, moaning and groaning as loud as he could because fuck he loved seeing you like this; feral and controlled.

It turned him on more than he’ll admit out loud. 

The fire in your lower stomach burned deliciously throughout your core as you started to bounce on him, thighs clenching through the burn. 

And maker it felt so good. Him stretching your velvety walls, nearly slipping entirely out of you when you lifted up from how fucking wet you were; the slops of your pussy drilling onto his cock was prominent in the suffocating and steamy bunk. 

“Tell me how good this pussy makes you feel.” You ordered him. 

Din snarled, toes clenching in his boots. 

“Gods you’re so pretty,” he moaned. “S-so pretty. And you’re cunt-”

He cuts off when you go harder, each time your ass slaps against his armored clad thighs; it’s not the most comfortable feeling in the world, and yes it would be better if he didn’t have so many layers of clothes off but this?

This was fucking everything. 

Having one of the most feared men in the galaxy, a Mandalorian, at your feet, writhing in pleasure under you?

It was like a dream come true for you. 

And it made you throw your head back as you finally found that spot inside you for him to hit, blubbering just as loudly as he was as you placed your hands on his chest and arched your back to take him deeper. The smoldering clench of your cunt was enough to make you preen and throw your head down to watch you take him all in; your hands slipped against the clean steel, causing your hands to fall against his sides on the cot. 

“You make me feel so good,” he continues. “I feel you clenching me - shit -  and maker I- I’m gon-”

You gave him one last thrust before you abruptly pulled off, whining at the loss of him inside you. 

But Din’s whine was louder than yours and he pulled at the cuffs again, almost kicking his feet like a baby. 

“Wha- what the fuck.”

You smirked, pushing his legs together to make little room for you to accommodate yourself until you could sit back, hot, gushing pussy full on in display for him to see. 

“I told you you needed to learn a lesson,” you explained as you traced your hand down your stomach and to your gaping cunt. “And I don’t think making you cum now is teaching you anything, is it?”

“No you can’t,” he whimpered pathetically; it was a damn near threat. “You can’t do that to me!”

“I am though.”

He gloated as you curled a finger inside you, moaning when your other hand began to rub your clit. 

You made sure to let out a very exaggerated groan to tease him more, feeling the fire start to burn bright again; the pleasure was so intense, so raw, knowing that there was nothing he could do but sit there and watch. 

“I can’t fucking believe you.”

Your eyes cracked open, giggling at the death glare you knew he was throwing you. 

“I think I’m gonna make this a habit of mine,” you said. “Since you’re responding so well to it.”

He didn’t say anything this time, only kept his head lifted to watch as you added another finger, pumping furiously. 

The coil within you grew tighter and tighter as you reached your g-spot. Your toes curled and the breath was knocked out of you as your body started to shutter. 

Your fingers were nothing compared to his cock, but fuck they were almost just was warm and giving you the same buzz you’d been feeling since you cuffed him. 

“That’s - mghm - that’s what that does to me,” you started to ramble. “What you d-o to me.”

You stretched your leg over his, brushing against his dick. Your lower stomach seized at the stretch. 

“Gods Din.” You moaned. “I’m cumming!”

He still didn’t say anything when you forced your eyes to stay open and on him, opening your mouth in a silent cry as you convulsed around your fingers. 

“Kriff!” You gurgled. 

You stopped moving your fingers but kept circling your clit as your release swept over you like a tidal wave, vision blurring as you focused on nothing but the way his dick - even more wet with the combination of your spit and juices - jumped at your pulsing, fluttering pussy, balls tightening in a tease.  

You didn’t stop until the sensitivity was too much and you found yourself panting heavily, shivering when you finally pulled your fingers out with a lewd squelch. 

The only sound in the room was your pants; your skin was flushed and glistening, and Din watched the small beads of sweat trickle down the slope between your tits. 

“Please,” Din begged sweetly. “Please finish me off. Or… or at least uncuff me.”

You pretended to think his offer over, even putting a finger on your chin for emphances. 

His body sagged when you shook your head. 

“I think I’m gonna leave you here for a little. At least until I get some things done first.”

You don’t think he actually believed you until you started to pick up your clothes. 

“And maybe,” you drawled as you pulled your shirt over your head. “If you’ll be a good boy, I’ll be quick about it.”

You never saw him nod his head as fast as he did in that moment in silent defeat. 

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[catboyithaqua]

Ramuda and Doppo :0

OH MY BOYS LETS GO

Under a cut bc long

Ramuda Amemura

First impression

Baby boy baby. Very cute and sweet i love characters with ramudas aesthetic i tend to want to protect them, especially since its an aesthetic that i fall into myself and lo v e so kseidjsnfn YEAH this man is baby!!!

Impression now

Ohhh my god i love this man i love the way he is characterised he is so incredibly interesting as a character and tbh so realistic and honestly i adore him!!! I alarmingly see a lot of myself in him tbh, were incredibly similar and that isnt necessarily a good thing!! But still i love this man

Favorite moment

Oh man where tf do i BEGIN there are so many ngl, but mostly all of the moments where we see ramuda's humanity. There is still a sweetness left under the darkness, there is still a man who wants to cling onto everything he has - his emotion, his internal battles, his morality vs his desperate need to survive - oh fucking man so much.

Idea for a story

CAN WE FUCKING. HAVE RAMUDA TALK HIS SHIT OUT PLEASE can we just have others actively helping ramuda cAN THIS MAN PLEASE BE SHOWN THAT ITS NOT TOO LATE FOR HIM,,, PLEASE,, i just want ramuda to finally talk out everything and have people on his side. Please.

Unpopular opinion

This probs isnt unpopular by any means, but idk what else to put here so take this:

I dont really see it often discussed that yknow ramuda is an abuse victim. Like, its very clear that chuokhu uses and abuses him, and his life is constantly being hung over his head. No wonder the dude is doing anything he can in order to survive, he has no choice in that regard. Before i get told this in the notes yes i know this doesnt excuse the things hes done!!! But tbh i really think that like the trauma that ramuda is living with kinda needs to be addressed.

Favorite relationship

I am a huge multishipper and have found a way to ship ramuda w just about most people (that are adults and not in chuokhu lol) so this is pretty tough

Id say either fling poly or jkrm and these are my reasons lets go:

Fling poly: HAVE YOU S E E N THEM do i really need to say more here all three of them have such good chemistry together, theyre all clearly on the same wavelength and have such a wonderful dynamic,,, they found out about the clones and shit and they STILL chose to protect ramuda and to fight for him and with him and to stay by his side aND BLACK JOURNEY TOO I-- IM GONNA START SOBBING,,,

Jakuramu: this one is not based on canon too much i am sorry this is mostly hc but i am a huge sucker for enemies to lovers ok also, i feel like out of TDD these two would be the ones to reconcile. After all, jakurai is a rather empathetic man and he probably would def understand the situation that ramuda was in. After all this dude was an ex assassin, if ramuda was to tell him everything, im sure that he would be able to relate to yknow the time he took others' lives, people with families and friends that he killed because he was ordered to and most likely had no other choice. Of course, jakurai is well within his right to not forgive ramuda for what happened to yotsutsuji, but i feel like he would and would help him get out of the situation hes in,,, and also im soft for the TDD era ok like how jakurai WANTED TO KNOW THE REAL RAMUDA AND LIKE,,, even when ramuda snapped at him he was GLAD HE WANTSD TO KNOW HIM FUCK MAN,,, i just really like these two ok

Favorite headcanon

I have quite a lot of hcs! Here are a few and like some explanation as to why:

- hes trans - i personally believe this bc personally itd make sense. Ramuda has a very feminine appearance and build, those that are like typically common in asian countries. As well as that, he has his own autonomy unlike the other clones. It wouldnt surprise me if chuokhu orignally wanted to make a girl to keep the other divisions in check, but when he decided personally that he didnt want to be such a way, they said sure, more room for us to treat you as we want to. Hes got money, getting T wouldnt be that difficult for him either, so thats why his voice is. That way fiaudjsnfnd anyway i think it makes sense!! Idk--

- he has bpd - projection probably but the biggest inspiration for this headcanon is how he is emotionally. His swings are violent - he feels and expresses such a diverse range of emotions and its so easy for him to change his emotional disposition - whilst also mostly feeling totally empty. Relationship wise also, given how he was genuinely really close to jakurai and then completely splitting on him, h a t i n g him. Yeah that sounds like bpd to me chief i know i have it!!! Theres more ik there is but i cant pull up examples rn

- hes neurodivergent - again mostly projection honestly and like there isnt much of a canon basis in his behaviour, just little things, but i like to personally hc that aside from eating candy to stay alive duh, that he chooses lollipops bc they serve as a sort of stim?? Also ik that fashion is his job but hes also so so clearly passionate about it that its a special interest for him, and thats partially why he took it up as a job in the first place, so he could do something related to his special interest lol. Idk i know there isnt any basis for this but just let me have autistic ramuda iaiesjdnsnfn

Doppo Kanonzaka

First impression

Now THATS what i call a tired mf!!! This dude has yves saint laurent eyebags also he really reminds me of aggretsuko somehow??? Im really not sure what it is

Impression now

Yeah i was def right with the aggretsuko comparison siaishsnshfb BUT I LOVEEE HIM i love him very much and i think this man really needs a break and is also very relateable i love

Favorite moment

As much as i love fp i absolutely adore the badass koments that doppo has including when he absolutely fucking obliterated fling posse sksjxnxncn also!! All of his little moments with hifumi i genuinely enjoy their dynamic its so cute

Idea for a story

Honestly i wanna see him slowly recover from the teauma that he has experienced because this king absolutely deserves it, and also from a practical point of view itd make this mf s t r o n g e r i also just.... long to see doppo happy honestly he deserves to smile!!

Unpopular opinion

I dont really have an unpopular opinion but saving like leaving this blank: as much as i absolutely adore jakurai and hifumi and their music (jakurai is my fave out of every hypmic character and i WILL drive this home), to me doppo just has the best music. Like, i love tigridia and BLACK OR WHITE so fucking much its absolutely unreal and all of doppos verses in every song are juust so fucking good. As much as i listen to you are, therefore i am on repeat every day of my life doppos music is just the best ✨

Favorite relationship

Again i am a huge multishipping bitch and i habe a few ships with doppo but in ahll honesty my fave is very clear - i absolutely adore his dynamic with matenrou as a whole and especially hifumi - his relationship with hifumi is clearly so special and it really shows how strong their friendship is, and in a ship sense i find it to be realy cute bc theres such a clear need for each other and that even if they clearly come at odds sometimes, at the end of the days theyre still clearly so close and i just,,, god doppo reallt deserves someone like hifumi in his life and im so glad that he has it!!!!

Favorite headcanon

Honestly i dont really think i have too many for doppo but given his general demeanor and his attitude, i personally hc him as demi. Yeah i know that sexualities dont have like typical personalities and such but i feel like given his anxieties around new people and how he clearly only really sticks to those that hes very close with, it makes more sense for him to be demi than any other sexuality to be quite honest - and this is also just pushing my hifudo agenda aiqiauansnssn but yknow!!!!

#im sorry this took me so long thanks for the ask!!! #hypmic

[zippers-flowers-and-wine]

"Go visit family in Oregon, they said. It'll be a blast, they said!" You hiss, hustling a little faster through the light rain with your arms ineffectively attempting to shield your thick hair.

What a crock of shit.

What they didn't tell you about this fucking place was that it rained every.

Fucking.

D a y.

...

Okay, you may be exaggerating juust a tad, you'll admit to that.

But still! The high humidity sucked for your already frizzed hair, and the rain usually rolled in out of nowhere!

As if to prove your point - or maybe even mock you, Oregon was a little bitch like that - the sky rumbles threateningly, darkening to a near black. The few drops that had been landing against your neck, speed up and you wail a dramatic curse.

Throwing your comfy coat over your head, you start hustling your step a little more.

Moving here hadn't been that much of a mistake, despite what you may complain. It was really pretty, with so many mountains that had good hiking spots, and rivers that provided you with relaxing swimming pools. Plus the always chilly water was a definite bonus, a complete step up from the metallic tang that always permeated the water in some of the hotter spots you've lived in.

The only problem you really had with Oregon was...

A low, clicking rumble from above. Your hair stands on end, and you take the steps up to your apartment three at a time, barely pausing to pull out your keys. You hear him click behind you, closer than you were comfortable with. It makes you miss the keyhole a few times, but the sound of him landing roughly on the metal railing behind you gives you small bit of extra coordination and you swiftly shove your door open.

Slamming it shut, a nervous eye peeks out of the peephole, flinching when it clashes with an overly wide, slightly compound, black eye.

God-damn-it.

Fucking... The bug beasts that liked to hang around were another factoid about Oregon that... Well, they didn't piss you off. It was just a huge leap from your last home.

Those guys weren't as prevalent in the other places you lived, most non-mountainous places only really having the arachnid-type beasts. In fact, when you lived in Texas with your cousins, the only insect based one you had ever seen was this one fluffy, brown and black... Caterpillar? He'll, he may be a fully grown butterfly at this point.

But he was a kid who had a nasty attitude, dyed his hair blue - according to rumours - and was always yelling at the humans he usually stuck around.

This place though? Practically crawling with them, no pun intended.

Beastfolk weren't new, but they were very few and very far inbetween. In fact, a lot of people had been questioning if they could really be considered "sentient"...

Well, they were swiftly shut down by a feisty tarantula, that looked kinda like an Arizona Blonde, that had become a lawyer and completely shut down a court case.

Another soft clicking makes you jump, shooting a look at the door. "Chill your thorax, fuzzbutt."

An offended click, and you smirk.

The only thing that kept a lot of people from considering most beasts as sentient and free thinking people was... Well...

You hear him jump over the railing. The heavy, almost lethargic sound of his wings flapping makes you hop to attention, darting through the house to swiftly shut your window with smug whoop.

He's gotten you like that too many times.

You see, beasts haven't fully gotten over their base instincts, and the month leading into spring was were all anti-beastfolk arguments got their evidence. Said that beasts clearly can't be sentient, they succumb to those based urges so easily!

Not because the folk felt any urge to fuck like rabbits, as was the common misconception.

He chitters at you through the window, feet thudding against either side of the - now shut - window for mere seconds before he kicks back off. His clicks fades as you grin giddily, dancing in place. You might actually win this one!

The only reason most speciests would give for being so against beastfolks was the fact that they were "too base instinct" and it made them "feel unsafe".

And in a way, they were right.

Your grin fades when you realize you can't hear him anymore.

It's dangerous to get between any spider-types and their chosen.

The hairs on your body raise, your mind scrambling to figure this out.

It's foolish to keep a centipede-type away from their loved ones.

A soft shuffle has you whipping around, hands up in a comical karate motion.

It's down right ridiculous to separate ant-types from their mates.

Suddenly, you remember: you didn't lock the bathroom up.

"You're asking for a death sentence if you get between a moth and his love." The voice slides between you shoulder blades, accompanied by four large arms wrapping around you.

Screaming in delight, you curse, "Oh you sneaky fuck!"

Bruno laughs, allowing you to whip around and hit his shoulder. His hand comes up, wringing out some of his neck fluff while he flashes you a smarmy grin. "What? It's not my fault you didn't check the bathroom first. I didn't even land at your window!"

You gasp, pushing him away with a look of mock horror. "Yo-you..."

He leans in, large black eyes shining teasingly. "Come on, you can say it."

"I can't!" You cry in the most over the top, Trans-Atlantic accent possible, draping yourself across the bed.

Bruno huffs a laugh, antenna flicking as he quickly shucks his slightly damp over shirt. With a quick hop, courtesy of his powerful legs, he lands on top of you, grinning at you scream. "What, is it a bad word?"

"Yes! You foul man, begone He-Who- Says-Bad-Words! Begone!" His eyes light up, a near maniacal grin stretching across his usually serious features.

(You'd never say it out loud for fear of emotionally wounding him: but you kinda liked how he acted pre-spring. He was so goofy... Although serious, intense Bruno is just as pleasant.)

His wings flare up, engulfing the room in a shadow of white, black speckled wings. His upper set of arm catch your hands and you're, quite rudely, made aware of your mistake of allowing him to straddle you.

"Bruno..." You warn, wiggling to pull away from his grasp.

His grin stretches wider, fangs hooking just slightly over his bottom lip as Bruno teases back, "(Y/N)..?"

Whatever threat you were gonna say is lost as his second pair of hands - the wicked claws clipped precisely for this reason - dive in, wiggling furiously against your ribs.

Screaming, you thrash, kicking out and laughing. His hands hold you steady, with just enough give that you're continuously given hope that you can escape, but you know better.

"Saaaay iiit~" He croons, slowing so you can speak.

Wheezing a few wet coughs, you smirk at him. "N-Nuh uh. I-I don't cuss like you do."

His antenna flick up, shivering as his grin gets wider. "Me? Cuss? Now that's just slanderous talk my dear."

"N' slander, cuz' it's true."

"Hmm, I think you can speak far too well my dear." A part of you immediately regrets talking back, especially when he shifts both of your hands into one of his, the other migrating down to hold your chest down.

Flashing you a smirk, he wiggles his fingers near your kneecap.

"Now, what am I?"

You keep stubbornly quiet. Humming, the large moth brushes his fingers down the back of your calf, chattering at the full body jerk you give.

"Once again, what am I?"

"A liar, because you lied!" You squawk mid-laugh, playfully gasping in mock horror. Bruno chirps in laughter, releasing you to flip over.

"Haha, now you're a filthy cusser like me!"

You groan, rolling over to nudge his wings so you can snuggle beneath. He lifts it without fuss, purring when you nuzzle your face into his chest fluff.

"Mmmn, love you B."

His chest vibrates with a fierce purr, and you grin. Grumbling past the motor in his chest, Bruno mumbles, "You only love me for my purring."

"Well, the fuzz is a nice addition."

"I will throw you off this bed, don't try me."

"Bet."

You found yourself face down n the floor less than two seconds later and not at all pissed.

#mothman bruno #moth bruno #basic bitch bugs au #bbb au #any insect oneshots are under this tag #sfw tickles #jojo part 5 #bruno bucciarati #soft bruno #jjba x reader #monster au jjba #jjba drabble

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helloo, for the salty asks: 7, 14 and 19

hellooo!! ty for sending these!

7.  Is there anything you used to like but can’t stand now?*

i juust answered it, but i now can confirm that yes, it’s still owen. 

14.  Unpopular opinion about your fandom?

Ohh,that’s a good question. Probably that I’m not a big fan of the babying of Levi. I love him, but the way some people infantilize him and act like he can’t do no wrong or like he must be protected from the rude rude people around him... it’s just my cup of tea.

Levi is a grown man. He can stand up for himself. He has shown that he can. Doesn’t mean that shitty behavior towards him is okay, but the dude can talk. We’ve all witnessed it several times.

19.  What is the one thing you hate most about your fandom?

how quick people jump onto hating on nico. and not just that, but how quick they are to be just be rude to people who still like him. it’s a lil very insane, but i’m glad that it’s been quite for a while now *knocks on wood*

#damn u really wanna see me burn here huh? LMAO #ask game #ask #anon #she said this while she has nico call him baby in the fic i'm about to post #but that's diFFERENT OK