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#Sub kabukimono
rene-darling · 1 month
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Innocent scaramouce first time with dom fem reader?
Innocent little kabukimono
...yandere reader...red flag reader!...toxic relationships please do not imitate irl...I think.. I took way too much creative liberty with this..but-...im tired of seeing innocent readers x corrupted men. We need so corrupted yandere-ish readers!...
...kabukimono x yandereish reader...
Innocent little kabukimono who knows nothing of real life, and is just oh so naive. And you, this corrupted person who goes around doing whatever they please, leading on a man and then ditching him for good, a cruel harbinger who revels in the suffering of the innocent, and oh my is he innocent.
Kabukimono who doesn't know right from wrong, he doesn't even have life's most basic skills. The perfect man for you to corrupt.
Kabukimono who doesn't know that kisses are only meant to be shared by lovers and to be done in private, so you might be in the middle of talking to another harbinger when he approaches you and casually leaves a kiss on your lips.
The other harbinger and your underlings are left in a state of shock. He kissed you And he still has his head?? Kabukimono notices their weird stares and questions them "Hm? Do you not know? This is something friends do with each other!" he informs them proudly. He's your dearest friend.
Dear little kabukimono who gets scared when you come home drenched in blood, but you just smile at him and open your arms. He knows he can't deny you, you told him that denying your friend's hug is very rude!
So he hugs your bloody form, shivering a bit. You're so cold, like a corpse. It's okay. You reassure him, that you were just getting rid of some bad guys. Some real baddies who harm the innocent. This reassures him, wow, you're so cool! You help people by getting rid of bad guys right? Wow!
Innocent kabukimono who admires you so much. You're the coolest person out there, and he trusts you.
Pure little kabukimono who tries making you some yummy food, only to fail since for some reason it always turns out to sour, too hot, or just burnt. It was like someone was messing with him and doing it on purpose.
And when he tells you that he's messed up yet again and sees how your face falls, he can't deal with it. He's so dumb, so stupid, he can't help it! He can't do anything without you. So he starts crying, soft little hiccups turn into full-on sobs as globs of tears fall from his eyes.
Who hugs you and apologizes over and over, he's sorry he's such a dummy! He'll learn! He'll be more useful to you, he doesn't know where the dish went wrong! Please don't abandon him, he's sorry for being useless!
And it brings him so much comfort when you hug him back, holding his tiny waist as you almost feel bad for purposefully messing up his dish, not that you'll actually apologize and tell him.
When you're sitting on the couch and you pull him onto your lap, it startles him. He shifts around a bit uncomfortably, but it's fine, he'll manage. You tell him that this is what friends do! And since you both are such close friends he doesn't complain when you pull him into your lap, even in front of other people
Eventually, he gets used to it, when you assure him that, this is what friends do- and you're his dearest friend aren't you?
He's used to it. He's trained for it. He could simply be doing some work around the house but the second you pat your lap he drops whatever he's doing, crawling onto your lap like a cat.
He doesn't know any better, so while you're in important meetings with the harbingers he'll simply crawl onto your lap like it's his own personal bed. The other harbingers always stutter in their next words- they just never seem to get used to your little boytoy
Some of the harbingers find it rather amusing, questioning why you've kept him around this long. They've never seen you with one of your boy toys after the first 3 weeks. You simply shrug, perhaps it's his innocence, his naivety to the world..and people, around him. Whatever it is, he proves to be entertaining. Which is why you just can't get rid of him yet.
Cute little kabukimono who ignores any red flags. You following him around whenever you have some free time, or sending one of your henchmen after him whenever you aren't available. What do you mean that's weird? No- you just care for your friend, he's your dearest friend after all! You just wanna make sure nothing bad happens!
Innocent kabukimono who you've quickly learned has no idea of what intimacy is. He doesn't know the first thing about- love making.
Kabukimono who sits on your lap like another day, resting his head back onto your shoulder, you can hear his quiet breaths and whispers as he mumbles and rambles about his day thinking you were listening. You on the other hand were occupied by your own deranged thoughts, ...it's been long enough..hasn't it? You're sure he can handle you- fondling him further..right? You mean he should. You've done so much for him, and he can barely even cook a proper meal for you.
Biting down harshly on his neck while he was leaning it back on your shoulder eliciting gasps and whines from him. He tries grabbing your head, trying to push you away. It hurts! But you're too strong. So he sits there helpless tugging at your hair softly as he lets out little moans as you suck on his neck. He feels heat pool in between his legs... it's so weird..he doesn't like it.
Later that day he stares at himself in the mirror. Examining the big red purple-ish mark you left. Afterward, he questions you about it. Huffing as he asks the reason behind this strange good feeling mark you've left.
You reassure him, it's simply because he's your dearest friend. And you just want people to know that he's yours, he belongs to you. And no one else.
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silkval · 5 months
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♟】 the mahogany series- part Ⅴ
thinkin about how your pretty little genshin boys act under your desk...
★fujoshis, wlm and minors please fuck off- you will be blocked★
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♢》 whether they were quickly hurried under your desk to hide them from the person who was knocking at your door, oh-so-rudely interrupting the two of you, or the pretty thing crawled under in desperate want of your attention...
kabukimono is such a darling- your darling. the poor thing is so skittish and still a little clueless about, well... everything. akin to a lost kitten; how he always whines your name when unsure, trailing after you any time he can with a pale hand bunched in the fabric of your clothes- clingy, clingy, clingy.
and it wasn't like today was to be any different; knowing how insistent kabuki was on keeping a routine- with you in every step, of course- which was how you were brought to your current dilemma.
...a very upset, watery-eyed kabukimono perched on your lap.
"come on, 'buki"
you warned gently, yet holding a slight lilt of exasperation as you eyed the poor thing, lingering on the crystalline tears beading at his gorgeous violet eyes, threatening to spill over the pinked skin of his porcelain cheeks as he stared up at you. those rosy, pliant lips turned into a wobbly pout, yet his only reply to your quiet words was a little whine.
what was the issue, exactly?
you had a rather important guest coming to visit, and your poor little puppet, being the needy thing he is, was refusing to leave the room.
a little mess of whines and whimpers, grumpy pouts and stubborn stares- that's what he was, on your very lap.
"don't wanna,"
he mumbled, pretty voice laced with a trembly whine, his supple hands tangled tightly in the sleek silk of your shirt, joints reddened by his adamant grip as a single, glistening tear dropped down his face- before the smaller male promptly buried himself against the crook of your shoulder with a quiet sniffle.
archons, how could you say no? the poor boy was just a little lonely- surely a little company wouldn't be much of a disturbance?
and with that, you ended up with a happy little kabuki settled neatly under your desk, slotted perfectly between your legs with a dumb, little smile tugged at his plump lips- content with not having to be away from you, even if it would only be for a mere few minutes or so.
oh, but you?
you were wrong.
...he was certainly more than just a 'little' disturbance.
you see the poor, clueless puppet had a small habit of tugging at your clothes- whether it was in want of your coat in a cold winter's day, or some skin-on-skin contact that he seemed to value so dearly; while it was an odd thing, it wasn't uncommon, so you had grown used to it.
...except, at your feet, the only item of clothing he could reach-
...was your trousers.
as much as you tried to ignore it as you chatted with the visitor, it was a little... difficult, as you felt the smaller boy rest his head against the inside of your thigh with a silent huff, content in your presence yet in want of your attention as his pretty little hands made their way up your thighs, grasping at the rich fabric of your pants with small, needy grabs and pulls, eventually making their way up to your belt, which proved... quite the startle to you.
...even more so, when you felt the cool leather give way, loosening over your swollen cock as a deep grunt escaped from the back of your throat despite your futile attempt at muffling such noise. but oh, how hard it was not to just grab hold of your darlings pretty violet locks and shove him down onto your dick when his little fingers trailed over the gentle plains of your stomach, feather-light touches grazing over your happy trail-
...and that was it. with the snap of your fingers, the visitor was gone- hurriedly ushered out of the room just before you let out a deep, breathy groan, all but swooping the sweet thing back onto your lap in an instant.
kabuki could only let out a little gasp at the movement, yet made no complaints at his position back in your lap, a mischievous little giggle slipping from his glossy lips as his eyes met yours, not completely sure what it was you were so riled up about- until, that is, when the rough pads of your fingertips idly grazed against his inner thighs, drawing out a rather lewd, strangled whimper.
oh, he didn't even know he could make these sounds- but there was only one thing in his mind right now; you.
"sweetheart, what did I tell you about touching me there, huh? clearly, that didn't get through your dumb little heat- so, let me give you a little... demonstration, hm?"
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hhonghu · 1 year
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I am resisting the urge to bombard you with sub yandere thirsts while you're working and will limit it to only one
Sub yandere Kabukimono
He has absolutely no idea what he's feeling or why he's feeling it, but he knows he really wants you to stay with him- maybe Niwa gives him a bit of encouragement and our lovely, naïve Kabukimono takes it the obsessive wrong way?
More of a general idea than a thirst, but I really really like it
[Thirst]!
hehehe don't be shy to share more anon >:) i'm happy to see my inbox from anyone and i love this idea of sub yandere kabukimono
oh, poor kabukimono.. he feels so conflicted! he doesn't understand what he's feeling in his chest, it frustrates him! he just love's you so much, it feels wrong when you pay attention to someone else. you have have him! you have him by your side, why do you look somewhere else? the frustration gets to him so much that even niwa notices it. he couldn't help but ask what was bothering him and kabukimono almost cries out. "niwa.. i'm so upset.. [name]..", "did they do something wrong?" kabukimono shakes his head, no no! you can never do anything wrong, it was just.. "niwa.. it's just i feel so sad.. i really love [name].. i want them by my side all the time, i don't want them to keep looking at anyone else.. niwa, what do i do?"
niwa felt pity on him, he guessed that kabukimono was just feeling overwhelmed for what he feels for you. "uh.. kabukimono listen, what you feel is normal for [name]. they love you back, don't they? they love you just as much you love them, there's no need to be insecure." but kabukimono shakes his head again, it is not enough. "niwa.. you don't understand.. this feeling.. i want them all for myself, there is no one else suited for them other than me. no one can compare to me, ever." niwa's eyes widen, kabukimono changed. but he shakes it away, chalking it up to his intense love for you.
"i'm sure that you're right, you don't worry about it much. they wouldn't confess their love for you if they didn't feel the same way. they know your worth to them, kabukimono and you've proven yourself that." niwa pats his back to add for comfort, "their yours, everyone knows that. if you want, you can ask [name] to prove it to you." niwa thinks that kabukimono just needed reassurance from you, afterall you were popular with people and he was just as a student learning a craft, so it was understandable that kabukimono would feel rather insignificant if there was other people next to you most of the time.
kabukimono thought for a second before agreeing with niwa. that's right, [name] could prove to me that i'm the only one for them and no one else. kabukimono thanked niwa and decided to come visit you tonight.
when night came, he set out to your home and knocked. he didn't tell you he was coming over so you assumed it was someone else and opened the door to reveal a seemingly desperate kabukimono and lett him in. "ah, darling, it's you. you should've—" you cut yourself off, feeling his body crashing into yours. you wrapped your arms around him before your back hits the ground making your groan in pain. "o-ow! darling, is something the matter?" he nuzzles his head to your chest and nods, pitiful sounds can be heard escaping his lips. you lay your head down on the floor and brought your hand to his head, carding through his hair with your fingers. "what's wrong?"
"[name].. i'm yours.. please.. i can't take it anymore... you can't have anyone else.. i—" he hiccups as pretty tears slide down his cheek, his hands roaming around your body and pawing at your shirt as if you'll disappear. you glace at him confused before cooing at him, how cute. "[na-name], please.. say i'm yours.. i belong to you.. that hic— there can't be anyone else, right?" his glossy eyes bore back into yours and you nod. "of course, there isn't anyone anyone else i want than you. i love you and you love me, don't you?" he nods, sniffling at your words. "you're mine. your heart, your mind, and your body is all mine. you're a smart boy, darling. you belong to me and no one else." you can feel him hump your thigh, not so subtly rocking his hips as you keep saying words of possession to him. kabukimono felt his entire feel warm, he needed to hear more. he wanted more of you to stake claim of him.
he sat up on your thighs and began to loosen his shirt, pulling it down to reveal his already hardened nipples. his hands grabs yours, slowly dragging until it reaches his chest, his fingers guiding your thumb to press on his hard nubs, making him moan. "i-it's not enough.. prove it.. play with me, [name]. do anything to me, please.." you stare in awe before smiling.
"of course, darling."
heheheeh yandere kabukimono innocently feeling sily to kill people bc they're a little too close to you lol. thank you anon for the food!! ^^
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mvrders-are-okay · 4 months
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— ( VENGEANCE . . . ! )
— [ scaramouche × male reader ]
— [ content warnings: afab scara. dumbification. breeding. implied impregnation. ]
— ( NOTES . . . ! )
i’m bored, why not? ngl, this is turning into a scara-centric blog…
he was the odd one. it seems as if anywhere he goes, unpleasant events happen.
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kabukimono was the name given to him hy the people of tatarasuna. he is a beautiful boy, from his indigo eyes that holds so much innocence, to his long, silky indigo hair that goes past his petite waist. untainted soul, unmarred porcelain body; the true definition of chastity.
you were an abomination to the whole nation of eternity. people say you are the reason why tatarasuna doesn’t prosper. you are that monster mothers tell their children at night, to scare them into sleeping early in fear of you wrapping your large clawed, calloused hands onto their ankles to drag them off their bed . . .
and as he was about to return to the sick boy in his home – unfortunately, he seems to have overestimated his abilities and thought he knew everything by now; he doesn’t remember the path back to the house, for he had wandered too far in search for a passable amount of lavender melons – kabukimono, pure, innocent, untainted kabukimono, happens to stumble upon you. you were in your human vessel. it just so happens that you were already looking at him before he met your gaze. his breath hitched at the sight of you. you’re tall – so tall that he had to crane his neck, that your shadow enveloped him whole when you approached him.
doe-like eyes stared up at yours, his grip on the basket’s handle tightening and shaking.
“are you lost, little one?” he could almost feel his knees buckle at your deep, husky voice. you have, for a moment there, unraveled some . . . feelings he sure hadn’t felt before.
kabukimono looks down to his feet. shy, flustered. “it . . . appears i am . . .” he meets your gaze again, his eyes wide and imploring. “will you help me?”
“the sun has already set, i’m afraid. it’s already dark – and there are bad beings lurking in the dark,” you said. “how about we set out at dawn to find your home, little one? i have a shed. you are free to reside with me.”
hesitation sparked in his beautiful eyes. “i . . .”
“you needn’t worry.” you tilt your head as you continued looking down to his form. “i am not a bad guy.”
the sides of your lips twitched, but you stopped it just before it could form a smirk when he nodded. he is trusting . . . he is . . . .
heh.
you’ll have so much fun breaking him.
and break him, you did.
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pathetic mewls echoed in the shed. kabukimono was crying, sobbing, wailing . . . he’s afraid if you go any further, he will actually break.
he laid there helplessly, clawing at the sheets – gripping them tightly – pressing his hands flat on it – he doesn’t know what to do anymore!
your large hands roughly placed themselves upon his hips in a bruising grip, pulling him back to yours. your two – just the thought of it again made him whine – your two cocks plunges in and out of his small, sloppy cunt.
“the electro archon’s creation, hm?” your deep voice reverberated from your chest, and the sound it made his toes curl. you gently brushed the hair back to reveal the mark on his nape. “she cursed me, did you know?”
“ah—mmh! eh—oh!”
“heh, she did. she truly did.” you stared on his mark blankly, your face lacking any emotion – it almost seemed casual, as if you aren’t piercing someone with your cocks. “made me like this . . . made me hideous . . .”
as kabukimono was still being continuously pounded when you said that, a twisted part of him said that no, you aren’t hideous – in fact, you are gorgeous, beautiful – and blessed with two huge and long co—
“ah!” one particular well-aimed thrust caused his eyes to roll back. “too fast, too fast! s’ rough . . . ! c-can’t . . . no more – oh, please – n-no more . . . mmh!”
“i begged, too, did you know?” you chuckled, leaning down, pressing your broad chest against his obviously small back. he was moving back and forth as you continue ramming into him. your grip on his hair tightened, to the point it’s one of the reasons he’s crying. “begged for your creator to spare me – to . . . to leave me be . . . but she . . . she still . . . she still cursed me into this.”
“so—shorry—!” kabukimono doesn’t know why he was apologizing. he was being fucked dumb, his dumb brain couldn’t comprehend anything anymore – perhaps saying that is him being . . . empathetic? sympathetic? he just had the urge to say that. “p-please—g-gonna—a-again! c-can’t anymore . . . !”
he squirted hard around your cocks, spasming, shaking.
you moved your hand from his waist, down to his belly, where you could feel a huge bulge disappearing and making itself known to existence again. a cruel thought came to you.
“perhaps . . . making you bear my offspring will be my revenge . . .” you said, a menacing laugh comes forth, it vibrated in his back, his ( non-existent ) heart, to his soul . . . “you’ll bring forth my children. you’ll be impregnated by a monster – by me . . .”
you chuckled, nibbling on the skin of his shoulder blade.
her creation, tainted by the one she claimed a filth – will birth your future children . . . oh, yes. it will be a sweet revenge, indeed.
i beg to please do not plagiarize my works—it’s no fun.
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© mvrders-are-okay [ 2023 ]
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prttykittes · 4 months
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BULLYING PATHETIC LOSERS’ NIPPLES IN AN EMPTY CLASSROOM!
Characters- Kabukimono, Thoma, Kazuha cw. Bully!reader, sub!male, Dom!reader, GN!reader, nipple play, sensitive nipples, bully/victim, public sex(in classroom), handjob, Modern au, degradation, dubcon
notes: I got the bully and sensitive nipples from my babe(kun5) <3 thxs to her -3-
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KABUKIMONO
his pathetic pretty tears rolling down his face, he looks like a crybaby. Maybe that should be his name, it fits him so perfectly. He weakly moans, letting out a sob as you rub at his cock, your hands soon become wet. His cute body shakes, his pretty dick twitches as it leaks so much pre-cum. His hips stutter against your hand, he jumps when your fingers pinch at his nipples. “a-ah!” He moans, he closes his eyes. His bottom lip shakes, Your fingers pinch at his nipples. You pull your hand away as you brush your palm against his nipple. It's so sensitive, his dick and his nipples! He lets out a loud moan, you rush to cover his mouth. It was lunch, you hear footsteps stop at the door but they continue walking. You pull your hand away, it's covered in his white stickiness. You smile as you lick it up, he blushes at the sight.
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THOMA
The goody two shoes were trembling and moaning under you, his nipples were so hard. His hand grips at his desk, his hair is covering his eyes, his forehead is sweaty. He was panting so much just by your hand toying with his sensitive nipples. You smirk. “Awh, aren't the goody two shoes having so much fun?~” you say slyly, your other hand grabs his clothed dick. “AHh!” You cover his mouth. “Ah, ah. You don't want someone to find you like this? Don't you?” You say, tears swallow up in his eyes, he shakes his head no. You giggle, softly. He lets out a small moan, your fingers play with his nipples, your other hand also plays with his nipples. You twist and pinch, you bring one nipple to your mouth, sucking on it. His hips stutter, you smile as you look down and see a wet spot on his pants. He came just by your fingers on his sensitive nipples, you want to suck up his cum so bad.
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KAZUHA
His white hair swiftly moves, he lets out a moan. Your fingers dance around his nipple, your other hand pinches at skin at his hip. “O-ah!” he lets out a moan, while you sit on the teacher’s seat, he humps your leg. “Humping, your bully's leg? Isn't that like a trope you read before?” You say, he shakes his head. “Ah- n-no!” He says, you tilt your head “probably another nerd” you say, you pinch his nipple hard. He throws his head back, his hips stutter, you smile as he moans. He moans, his legs tremble. You can see a wet spot on his jeans, his mouth opens. You smirk as you bully his nipples, he continues to hump at your leg. He looks at the classroom door, hoping none will open the door and see this. You push him down more on your leg, he throws his head back. He cums, his pants for all wet at the crotch area, you smile and lean back, you look up at the clock and it's 5 minutes until classes start
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kiskisur · 7 months
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hello!! sorry to bother,, but may i have a kabukimono x ftm reader smut ? kabukimono is still pretty new to the world in this fic, but he wants to know what it's like to be stuffed inside reader if that's okay<3 hope you're doing alright!!
it's so warm..
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warnings: NSFW, kabukimono is new here like actually, kabukimono x ftm!reader, honestly dk how to write a pussy so receive a hole 💔 buff reader and smaller kabukimono is so...
note: okay, I love this BUT DW YOU AREN'T DISTURBIGNGN ty though Ily 😭😭‼️<33
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kabukimono looked at you with his flushed cheeks and worried face, caressing your body and bit his lower lip when you squirmed around him.
"are you sure, this won't hurt..? I mean- what if I hurt you?" he spoke with a slight shaky tone, bowing his head.
he was new to humans of course, always curious about the emotions, how they interact and how it feels to be stuffed inside you..
you lift his chin, making eye contact with him before giving him a smile.
"it's gonna be okay, I'm strong! I can handle anything" you hum, reassuring him before pulling him closer to you and pecked his lips.
kabukimono's face turned crimson, getting shy all of a sudden before nodding and hastily taking off his lower clothes.
he leaned closer to you, kissing your lips before his hand lands on your slit/clit to rub it, earning a gasp from you.
"are you- mmn!-" he was about to check up on you only to be cut off by you kissing him again.
he assumed you were feeling good and continued to play with the most sensitive spots in your body, pulling away from the kiss to catch some air.
"ah~ a-are you sure this is your f-first? you're so- nngh~" you breathed out, your eyes closed shut as he continued to do his job.
"Is this okay? do you want me to go faster..?" kabukimono contemplated your form, getting even more flustered at the thought of him filling you up.
"just- put i-it in" you stuttered, holding his wrist to stop him as he made eye contact with you. shyly, he held you by the waist and slightly lifted you up as if you were just a piece of paper.
oh right, he wasn't even human-
before you knew it you were straddled in his lap, his hard-on resting just behind you.
"are you sure about this? what if you get hurt?" his indigo eyes looked back at you, trying to find some type of reassurance making you giggle and shake your head.
"I won't get hurt, it's okay." you peck his lips again, earning a sigh from him, he can barely even wrap his arms around you because of how small he was beside you.
you slowly lift your hips, gently taking his cock and slipping it inside you slowly and gently.
you slightly hiss at the unexpected pain, who knew the buff man would have a dick inside him?
after finally taking him after a few tries you lower yourself causing his dick to hit even more deeper spots inside you, earning a groan from him.
"o-oh fuck, so tight.." the man under you spoke with a shaky voice, his hands gripping on your hipsm
"mmg..! a-ah~" you moan out, the tip of his cock rubbing in so many places before you began to ride him at a slow pace.
"fuck, you're so deep inside m-me mmf~" you whine, trying not to put your entire weight on him in fear you might hurt him.
all of a sudden he slammed you down, causing him to hit sensitive spots inside you that could make you cum any second now.
you choke out a moan, your back arching at the sudden pleasure waving in your body as you trembled.
"I'm sorry, I noticed you were w-worried and I thought-" He tried to babble apologies but continued to move you up and down like you were just a piece of paper to him.
"k-kabukimono! mmn a-Ah~ w-wait!" you whimper and moan, your walls clenching around him.
hearing his name slip out of your lips thrilled him, his eyes sparkling as he continued ravishing you.
"gonna cum, fuck you're s-so good I'm sorry I can't stop!" he sputtered, still fucking you roughly but not rough enough to hurt you.
last thing he wanted to do was even hurt you soo..
you cup his cheeks, looking at him lovingly before kissing his lips out of both desperation and love.
you loved this man honestly..
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alatusperegrinus · 3 months
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Kabukimono!Scaramouche x Immortal! Reader Smut
With your arm draped over Kabukimono's torso, he whispered to you in his most vulnerable state, "Don't leave me... please?"
"Never, I'm here with you until the end of time."
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nalpurey · 5 months
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in honor of the 10 months anniversary of my first ever drabble i never posted, i present to you: my first ever drabble i never posted. yippee
cw: femdom, malesub, both are afab, mentions of sa, overall fluffy playful smut. it’s scrlm btw <3
also this takes place after scara’s story quest. people were headcanoning he’d join us in our travels so yeah<3
here goes nothing
As the flames danced, their shadows cast wide on the ground. Lumine yawned, feeling settled in the familiarity of the campsite. Her traveling companion was always full of surprises, and tonight was no exception. He had requested a sleeping bag in their shared tent, much to her disbelief. “What? Just because I don’t need to doesn’t mean I can’t,” he had said, grinning mischievously. Lumine had rolled her eyes but couldn’t help but smile at his antics.
The two had lit a bonfire and were sitting close to one another, quietly and secretly enjoying the warmth and company of each other’s presence.
Lumine subconsciously stared at her companion. She couldn’t help but notice the way the wanderer winced imperceptibly as the weight of his body pressed against an apparently sore muscle. Lumine saw the way he stood up and straightened his back, only to wince once again as he sat back down. It was clear to her that he was in pain, and it was clear that this was something he was used to, but she still frowned.
“Are you hurt?” She carefully asked, slightly tilting her head to the side.
The wanderer shook his head, not even looking at her. “It’s nothing worth mentioning.”
The traveler sighed. We’ve been traveling companions for a while now, and he still isn’t opening up. Sure, he should take his time, but he has no reason to not trust me after what we’ve done to protect each other…
“You know,” she started in a sweet voice, staring at the dancing flames, “it’s pretty normal to get hurt, or even just have a sore back, when you do nothing but wander around and fight monsters all day. Just let me help you.”
He shook his head again, but his voice had softened. “I don’t… need healing.”
Lumine decided not to ask if that was just another way to say no or he actually didn’t need any healing as a puppet.
“But you’re in pain”, Lumine insisted. “You won’t let me heal you, so at least let me cook you some food, give you a massage or something.”
“A massage?” At the wanderer’s seemingly disgusted frown, Lumine only nodded. “But why?”
“It’ll help your muscles relax”, she responded with a smile.
He rolled his eyes. Though he was doing his best to appear indifferent, he was curious about what she would do. He stared at her hands for a couple seconds, wondering if it would have been that bad to have those soft fingers touching his skin.
“Fine then. Do your worst.”
Oh, he just had to make it into a challenge, didn’t he?
She smiled a bit widely this time. She felt like this could help them get closer. She already considered him an ally, but she wanted him to acknowledge that; to see for himself what it meant to have a companion to place his trust in.
He took off his kimono and pulled down the top part of his bodysuit. His pale rosy skin looked soft, and as perfect as a doll’s. Looking a bit more carefully, Lumine couldn’t help but notice five fading rounded scars on the center of his back. The one in the middle was bigger than the others, and those were undoubtedly the marks his puppet strings had left.
“So? Are you gonna do something, or—”
He freezed upon feeling her warm hand trace up his spine.
“Mnnh…”
“Good?”
He bit his lip. “Shut it.”
“You’re tense. Are you always like this, or…” She stopped herself, her attention being caught by something else. A small symbol on the highest part of his back. It didn’t look like a scar, it was more like a birthmark. She let her curiosity get the better of her and slid her thumb over the mark, softly. “What’s this?” She asked simultaneously.
Tingly waves of pure electricity shot through his body, running straight to his crotch, and the wanderer couldn’t prevent a soft moan of sheer pleasure from escaping his slightly parted lips.
Lumine stopped her thumb immediately. “Did I hurt you?” She asked with urgency.
“What? No. Of course not. I’m not that fragile.”
Encouraged, the traveler pressed a bit harder on the spot. Her thumb drew slow circles along the mark, until…
“Ahn… please…”
Lumine made a surprised sound, golden eyes widening.
The red-faced wanderer hastened to clarify, “That… slipped out.”
But she had already stopped. “Please what, though? Are you sure this isn’t an uncomfortable place for you to—”
“Shut up, it wasn’t a please stop.”
“Then what was it?”
“It was nothing.”
She only let out a chuckle. She really wanted to be friends (or maybe even more) with him, but right now she couldn’t resist teasing him. “Maybe you find this arousing,” she suggested with a shrug. “This one is probably a sweet spot of yours, am I right?” The wanderer parted his lips to speak, but her thumb found itself on the birthmark again and he had to close them shut to suppress the noise he felt bubbling up his throat. “It’s really pretty, though. It’s a mitsudomoe, right? Very pretty…”
The wanderer could barely focus on her praise, completely absorbed by the feeling of Lumine tracing circles around such a sensitive part of his body.
Until she realized this could probably not help his sore back. Much to the wanderer’s disappointment, she went back to massaging his back, and yes— that helped a lot, but it just didn’t feel as good.
It was pretty relaxing, though. Lumine’s touch was delicate, careful. It was completely new to him.
Maybe being in the traveler’s company wasn’t that bad.
: : :
He looked so… serene in his sleep. He looked like nothing in the world could ever disturb his slumber. Why wasn’t he always like this? The traveler could only wonder why he didn’t sleep more often, since it made him so calm and peaceful. Maybe if he had slept like this every night he wouldn’t have been so short tempered.
Most of his clothes were lying forgotten in an angle of their tent, neatly folded.
She didn’t even realize she was staring at him, his tiny, immobile sleeping figure, his pink synthetical lips that were just barely pressing against each other, his relaxed brows, his smooth and perfect skin… yes, nothing could ever disturb his slumber…
“Mmgh… hah…” The puppet’s eyebrows started to furrow, and his body began to tremble ever so slightly. The traveler let out a sigh. Oh, she should have expected him to have nightmares. The wanderer was muttering something incomprehensible, so she got a bit closer, trying to make out what he was saying.
“D-don’t…”
Oh, here it comes. What will it be?
Lumine touched his shoulder, trying to wake him from his presumed nightmare.
Will it be… “don’t hurt me”? “Don’t betray me”? “Don’t abandon me”? “Don’t—”
“Don’t stop…”
Her eyes widened. If only she looked down a bit lower, a quick glance at the bottom of his tight bodysuit would have been enough to tell just how soaked wet he was.
In fact, at some point, during her attempts at waking him up, she somehow noticed the dark spot of wetness between his legs.
A subtle smirk crept onto the golden haired traveler’s face.
He looked so irresistible, and she couldn’t stop staring. She even forgot she was trying to wake him up.
The wanderer’s squirming and tossing around only increased in frequency, finally awaking him.
He blinked once. Twice.
“Were you having a dream?” Lumine enquired innocently.
“Not your business…” he replied, looking away so that she couldn’t see his cheeks turning a light shade of pink. “How could you tell…?” He quickly added as soon as he realized he could have said or done something in his sleep.
“Call it intuition or whatever.” She shrugged. “It’s not hard to tell if someone’s dreaming if they keep making noise. Was it a bad dream? Or was it about what we discussed earlier?”
He shuddered, rolling onto his side. “Not. Your. Business.”
“I’m assuming it was?” The traveler challenged.
“I said it’s not your business.” The wanderer responded.
“How about you tell me—” He cut her off.
“How about you go to sleep and leave me alone?”
The traveler couldn’t help but chuckle at his defensive aggressivity. “Fine, fine. Goodnight Kuni.”
He didn’t say anything in response.
Lumine ignored him back and wrapped a warm blanket around herself, facing the other way. Not even a minute had passed when the wanderer softly called out to her.
“What is it?”
“Can we… share that?” He was pointing at the blanket.
“Are you sure? You don’t look like you’re cold.”
“Shut up.”
She was right, actually. She always was. He was feeling as hot as he didn’t recall ever feeling, but for some reason he wanted Lumine to be close to him, and sharing a blanket was the only way he considered. There was no way he would explicitly ask her to come closer.
She sat up, scooted closer and pulled the blanket onto him. “Sleep well.” No response again.
She lied back down, on her side, facing away from him.
The wanderer was glad she couldn’t see him squeezing his legs together and rubbing his thighs against each other, trying to get rid of the uncomfortable, hot wetness that was only growing and growing between his folds. As it grew, he noticed he was starting to breathe, loudly— he just couldn’t help it. This feeling was too much, he wanted it gone. He didn’t even need to breathe, why did it feel so necessary yet so difficult right now?
He pressed his forehead against the nape of the traveler’s neck, making her chuckle quietly. Feeling her warmth against himself was somehow relieving, but it also made his body shake with desire and want.
He muffled a groan of discomfort by covering his mouth with his hand.
“Fuck… Lumi—”
“I’m still awake, you know. Do you need something?” She sleepily muttered.
“Ugh…”
“Won’t you just tell me what’s wrong?” She insisted softly. “I can help you.”
The wanderer wanted it. So badly— but he still had his pride. He shook his head, even though Lumine was facing the other side and couldn’t see him.
She took his silence as a no, anyway. “… Alright. Goodnight again.”
“… ‘Night”, he replied this time, in a small voice. He was determined to let the overwhelming feeling go away on his own…
But a few minutes later, he couldn’t care less. He tapped her shoulder lightly, swallowed his pride and breathed out a whispery “… Help?”
The traveler sat up again, her golden eyes shining, as if she’d been waiting for that moment. She raised an eyebrow, looking at him and waiting for him to say something more.
To which the wanderer furrowed his brows and muttered something that sounded like “come on”.
“What do you want?” Lumine asked innocently, raising a brow.
“Stop talking and do something already!” He whined impatiently, forcefully grabbing one of her wrists and directing her hand to his abdomen, not daring to push it lower— maybe hoping she would do that herself. She smiled, running her fingers up to his chest instead. At her caress, his body relaxed against the thin mattress.
“Lower”, he demanded.
But she liked his chest too much to just leave it alone already. She put both of her hands to use; while one massaged his chest through his bodysuit, the other traced its way to his lower stomach, then even lower, then some more, until it was resting on his clothed sex.
As soon as he felt her touch, the wanderer inhaled sharply, his body tensing up. The hand that was caressing his upper body found a nipple and focused its attention on it, earning delicious moans from him and helping him loosen up some more. His eyes were glued to her as soon as she started moving her hand. She really was handling him with care. The combination of her touch and the embarrassment of the situation, of how she looked so serious and focused on him, was really getting to him.
The more Lumine rubbed his clit through the fabric, the more he felt the urge to strip off and expose himself for her. He struggled to remove his bodysuit, and the traveler lent him a hand as soon as she noticed. Once free of his clothing, he laid back down, putting himself on display. The traveler licked her lips.
He was completely flushed red from his face to his chest, his weakened arms resting above his head, his hardened nipples demanding more attention, his parting legs tempting her, his blue eyes silently begging her to touch him. So she did, and he whimpered imperceptibly when her hand made direct contact with his clit for the first time. Not feeling any friction, but only a somehow unsatisfying contact, he moved his hips closer to her, but much to his displeasure she withdrew her finger. He let out a soft cry. He was feeling so good, why did it have to stop already?
“Are you playing with me?” He whined, trying to sound intimidating. “If you’re only doing this to annoy me, might as well…”
He trailed off, observing her. She was giving her thumb a few licks, carefully wetting it before placing it on his engorged clit and moving in slow circles, as two fingers of her other hand held up the hood. To which the wanderer could only shut his eyes, throw his head back and let out a long “oohh…”, pleasantly surprised at just how good it felt.
He wasn’t used to this.
Her pointer finger slid down, passed his urethra and pressed against the slit. Her thumb was still working his clit, circling it at a steady pace. Feeling that she wasn’t speeding up, the wanderer complained in a breathy voice. “That’s… too slow.”
She gradually picked up the pace, lubing her finger with his juices to help it slide inside his hole. She looked at him. His eyes were tightly shut and his closed fists were grasping the blanket they were sharing earlier. She was being careful with her movements, afraid to hurt him. “Hey, Kuni. You’ve done this before, haven’t you?”, she asked, slightly tilting her head to the side.
“Not of… my own will”, he responded through clenched teeth.
Oh.
That wasn’t completely unexpected.
The traveler removed her clean hand from his body to caress his cheeks.
“I’m… sorry.”
“It’s okay. It’s… nothing, really.” He gave a nod of his head to signal her to keep going from where she had stopped.
She experimentally moved her finger, but he had gotten tighter. Thinking back about what happened had apparently made him tense up again. “I, uh… I don’t want to hurt you”, Lumine stated. He looked away. He knew it would hurt if she pushed inside him right now.
Sensing his anxiety, she straddled him and softly placed a kiss on his cheek. Her right hand lightly grazed the sensitive birthmark on his higher back, as she continued leaving kisses on his face. The wanderer made a little smile, and let out soft noises and hums of pleasure, while she showered him with affection by pecking his forehead, cheeks, and even the tip of his nose.
“My— my lips too.”
“Alright.”
Complying with his request, Lumine kissed him on the lips. His lips parted, letting her tongue in as soon as he felt it prodding his mouth. She adjusted her position so that her knee was now in between his legs, and he started to roll his hips against it immediately, moaning into her mouth. The friction felt so good on his clit, and now he just wanted more, more, more.
When their lips parted, Lumine kissed his neck, softly nibbling and sucking on it, relishing in the way he tilted his head back to expose his body even further, curving himself to get her to do more, every single cell of him screaming “take me, and do whatever you want to me”. And desiring nothing more than that.
She cupped his chest with both hands and gently fondled his porcelain skin. The wanderer was breathing heavily, completely lost in the feeling of the soft skin of his neck being marked by her mouth and his sensitive nipples being stimulated this delicately. His folds started to lubricate again as he rubbed himself against her leg, hips bucking furiously. His hands feebly grasped the traveler’s golden hair, trying to push her further onto his body. He guided her where he wanted her attention, and the traveler found herself licking and suckling on a nipple. His other breast, small enough to fit in her palm, savored the traveler’s caresses. He could feel something hot churn into his lower stomach. The feeling was slowly taking over his entire body, it was like a drug, and now he needed more.
“Lumine… it feels good, ahh…”
The traveler smiled against his skin. They were making progress.
“Lumine. I think I’m ready.”
“Mhm?”
“Yes. You… won’t need to go easy on me.”
“Well, I’m still going to make this as comfortable as I can.”
He smiled imperceptibly, nothing but pure love in his eyes. He gave a slight nod of his head to encourage her. “Come inside… Lumine.”
Her finger found itself back where it was earlier, circling the hole before slowly sliding in. Her body was moving on its own, as if it was on autopilot.
“N-ngh…”
She gradually pushed her finger deeper, observing his face to make sure it wasn’t too overwhelming for him. “Is this okay?”
The wanderer nodded frantically. This felt way better than he had imagined. “More… more…” he managed to squeeze out, his voice sounding broken and hoarse. “Go deeper…” He was sweating, so much so that his skin looked a bit shiny from the moisture.
“You’ve got to call me ma’am for that”, Lumine said.
“In your dreams. I’m not calling you that,” he mumbled.
She chuckled. “I wasn’t serious, dummy.” And as proof, her finger went deeper. The wanderer instantly forgot Lumine had been teasing him.
“Oohh… nnh… just like that…”
Encouraged, the traveler kept rubbing his inner walls with care, searching for that one spot that would have her Kuni crying out in pleasure.
The wanderer was lost in a trance-like state. His ocean eyes were unfocused and teary, and a bit of drool could be spotted at the corner of his mouth.
When Lumine’s skilled lips made contact with his clit, pressing a loving kiss on it, Kuni’s eyes went wide and he whimpered slightly in surprise. He lost his composure once again when she began to give it the softest kitten licks, sloppily throwing his leg over Lumine’s shoulder, making it easier to buck his pussy right into her mouth as she licked at his hardened clit.
“Haah… ma’am, feels so good…”
The traveler could feel blood rushing to her cheeks. And her crotch.
She was feeling like his pleasure was the only purpose of her life. She lapped up all the delicious juices that came out of him, her gentle licks turning into messy and frantic sucks.
And the wanderer, oh, he was long gone. Weakly holding Lumine’s free hand, occasionally squeezing it when he felt like the pleasure was too much for his body to handle, he’d never felt as good as he was feeling now. His head thrown back in heavenly bliss, resting on the blanket he had used to lie to the traveler and get this in exchange— oh, it’d been so worth it, he kept thinking. He would have done it again and again if it meant feeling the same pleasure he was feeling now.
The traveler was so gentle with him. Did he even deserve her gentleness?
“Kuni? Are you feeling alright?”
Warm juices trickled down her chin as she lifted her head from his crotch to make sure he was okay. Placing a hand on the underside of his thigh, she waited for his nod to start eating him out again.
“I’m feeling... a little more than alright.”
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kuni-is-daddy · 1 year
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THE ARC OF KUNIKIZUSHI
CW:MINORS DO NOT INTERACT PAST THE CUT. THIS CONSIST OF NSFW
Thread of my scaramouche fics for scara nation🤠will be continuously updated/edited whenever I post more.
Don't be shy to ask me stuff or just speak ur genshin thirst for scara, anonymously or however. I love talking to everyone :)👍 Their are no request rules besides all characters requested being Over 18. Ask anything, anytime.
please don't re-translate my fics OR RE UPLOAD THEM😊👍
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(SUMERU ARCHON QUEST AND SCARAMOUCHE STORY LINE SPOILERS. GENSHIN 1.1 STARS EVENT SPOILERS.)
SCARA NSFW ALPHABET
WANDERER BIRTHDAY SPECIAL
BODYGUARD SERIES:
SMUT+FLUFF BOSS! SCARAMOUCHE X BODYGUARD READER
BOSS! SCARAMOUCHE X YANDERE BODYGUARD READER
MISSION: BOSS SCARAMOUCHE X F! BODYGUARD READER PART 2
A DATE!: Boss SCARA X F! bodyguard reader
His office: Boss Scara X F! Bodyguard reader
LESSOR LORD(DENDRO ARCHON) READER SERIES.
PART 1, FEAR: DOM! SHOUKI NO KAMI ARC X SUB! LESSOR LORD GN READER.
PART2, REDEMPTION: POWER SUB SHOUKI NO KAMI/WANDERER X LESSOR LORD READER. FLUFF + SMUT
PART3, PROBLEMS IN PARADISE: WANDERER X LESSOR LORD READER
PART,4 PUNISHMENT: SUB WANDERER X LESSOR LORD READER
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<<"Your my pet." (Hybrid scara ERA!)>>
>DEMON SCARA X SUMMONER FEM READER
>VAMPIRE SCARAMOUCHE X FEMALE READER
>SNAKE SCARAMOUCHE X FEMALE READER
Sub! Catboy scara X Female reader!
JEALOUS! SUB catboy scara X fem reader
SUB CATBOY WANDERER X LESSOR LORD READER
><Yandere era><
YANDERE SCARA X FEM READER: 0RGASM DENIAL
Yandere SCARAMOUCHE X FEMALE READER (reader has social anxiety)
Yan scara x Female reader(social anxiety) part 2
><Soft/Comfort fics><
Wanderer! comfort smut x female reader
1 Shots/Requests!
WANDERERxSCARAMOUCHExFEMALE READER
IN PUBLIC+BEFORE MEETING: KUNI X FEM READER
BEG FOR ME: SCARA X FEMALE READER
KABUKIMONO X MALE KAEDEHARA CLAN MEMBER READER
WORKING OUT: SCARA X FEMALE READER
SCARAMOUCHE X FEMALE FATUI HARBINGER READER
FLUFF + SMUT. SCARAMOUCHE X 'DADDY ISSUES' READER. PURE COMFORT
WORKING! MALE READER X SUB! WANDERER
SUB SCARAMOUCHE BRAT TAMING DUMP. MALE READER.
PRANKS?: DOM! SCARAMOUCHE X M! F! READER SEPERATE SMUT PARTS.
SUB SCARAMOUCHE X DOM! MALE NO. 1 HARBINGER READER.
ANON'S AI..: BITE-ING THIRST
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SFW, : LOVE LIKE YOU, FLUFF + ANGST.
I hope everyone enjoys my fics and trys to take care of themselves :)) please put yourself first and love yourself. The world is crazy nowadays, much love!!
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jhuzen · 1 year
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shedding tears [m.reader]
am i still sane? absolutely not. i’m so sorry. this and the zhongli one was just meant to be a quick thirst. a few paragraphs that’s it. because like i said, they were the contenders against my aether smoot. alas, it was valentines and i got the no bitches card for this year sadly. so… :D
𖦹 nsfw, kabukimono kunikuzushi, you made him cry a lot (dacryphilia), size difference, a little belly bulge, kinda mean reader lmao
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There is reward in diligence and persistence.
That much Kunikuzushi knew the moment you’ve finally granted him the attention that he so pathetically cried for, like a pitiful child, wanting to have you all to himself after having him so hellbent when you avoided him like a plague for days.
He broke through your mercy and kindness when he offered himself to you with little to no regard for the amount of times you’ve had to restrain yourself from taking him then and there, afraid to corrupt his poor little soul with the filth that polluted your draconic mind.
But that was really the last of his worries when he’s being fucked stupidly by you.
Kunikuzushi writhed in pleasure as your big finger found its way in him, with half a mind of someone who wants to make sure he doesn’t break in the process. He whined at the sensation with the way your fingers just seem to press within his tight little walls, he squirmed and his legs almost kicked you away, but you held him still, holding his legs up by his ankles with just one hand.
“[N-Name]—! N-No, not there—!” He squeals with such wanton that you couldn’t help but think otherwise. And you could care less, not when he looks this good, bathed in the moonlight that came from the windows of your humble home, his tears of pleasure glistened.
“You say that but your body shows otherwise,” your devilish smirk was more prominent as your fingers prodded around inside him and brushed against his prostate, making the puppet jolt within your grasp, hips bucking up so high with need.
Kunikuzushi’s wet and messy sobs left little to anyone’s imagination should they hear it. He was writhing within the pristine sheets of your bed, his cries inconsolable as he continued to wail for you to do more, to soothe the aching need that you now suddenly placed in him for the very first time. Euphoria slowly squeezed his mind tightly, like the bruising grip you had on his ankles, easily engulfing them with your large hands.
Far too big, you were far too big for him and somehow the thought enticed innocent little Kunikuzushi — to be enveloped by your hulking form while you pounded into him so ruthlessly.
His needy whines reached you and ought to grant him sympathy as well as aid your waning restraint. Your hand freed his ankles, letting his legs drop to the bed. “Spread your legs for me, why don’t you? I’d so very love to see every inch of you.”
Embarrassment flooded through Kunikuzushi in the form of more tears rolling down his cheeks and you couldn’t help but coo at such a helpless sight. Your dearest puppet looked so ashamed for wanting you carnally, to want you under the thin veil of lust and hedonistic pleasure. And it filled your ego to see him so shy, in contrast to his shameless crying earlier, begging you to just look at him.
And now, you so generously indulged his request, eyes digging into his form as Kunikuzushi’s hesitant and quivering hands gripped the back of his thighs, lifting his legs up widespread, showing you everything that he can offer.
The puppet looked away, unable to maintain even a second of eye contact from you, lips trembling as he felt your eyes ravishing every inch of his lithe body.
Your mercy finally reached him as you crawled on top of him. Kunikuzushi was right, you could cover him so easily with your whole body. He shuddered in sinful delight, whining as he felt your erection brush up against his cocklet. Too big, all too big. Kunikuzushi wasn’t even sure if you were going to fit, but for you, he’d do anything!
Taking him by the chin, you gazed into the puppet’s eyes, his long eyelashes wet with all the crying he’s been doing, and all you could ever do was lean in, sticking your tongue out to lick his salty tears away. Delicious, like you’ve thought, you felt him quiver under your touch and it further fueled your desire to ravage him then and there. His body slowly arched up towards you, indicative of a carnal need to please you.
You moved your hips and relished in the quiet whimper that left his pretty little lips, “Are you sure you can take it, doll?” You asked, eyebrow furrowing in a half-faux concern, you teased him, showing a sense of reluctance and he was quick to nod his head vigorously.
“O-Of course! A-Anything! Anything for you!”
Your palms reached down to the meat of his ass, giving it a little squeeze and prompted his hips to lift, so reflexive in response of needing you. “Hmm? Is that so? I should warn you, if you can’t handle it, do tell, and I’ll just have to do it with someone else.” A light jest was all you did.
But the way his eyes filled with more tears of dread probed a sick sense of joy within you, almost making you smile. And while you enjoyed it, Kunikuzushi could feel his stomach drop. You? With someone else? No! He could never let that happen! You were the only one other than the blacksmiths that ever treasured him so earnestly! And the thought of being discarded again just because of not being enough for you almost made him choke on another sob.
“P-Please… don’t leave me…” he was weak in his pleas, heartbreakingly so, and you immediately regretted your words when he meekly followed it up with another meek claim, “I… I don’t think I could ever live without [Name]… without you…”
And like the good man that you are, you quelled the tiny puppet’s worries by smothering his quiet pleas with a kiss, your hand already on your cock go to guide into his puffy rim. You swallowed his whimpers as your cockhead rubbed up against the rim of his entrance, a wordless warning of your next action.
You quickly pulled away as you slowly entered him, immediately onto him as the sweetest moans and gasps leave his lips. You were stretching him out so much! You said you were preparing him but it seemed to do so little as Kunikuzushi braved through the dull ache that he felt when you pushed your hips further, managing to bury yourself into the hilt.
Your eyes almost rolled at the back of your head at just how much your poor little boy was sucking you in, so pliant and almost so easy if he wasn’t so tight. Your sanity almost tearing into shreds when his walls clenched around you, relishing in the addicting heat of his ass. A low grunt resounded from you and Kunikuzushi responded with a whimper.
His hands could barely grip onto his own thighs, his hands shaking as the sensation of pleasure soon washed over him. It felt too good, the way your cock managed to mold his walls to fit you when Kunikuzushi was dead sure that it wouldn’t work — but you slotted into him perfectly. He quickly looked down, eyes blurred with fresh tears, finding himself flushed as a bump surfaces through his tummy.
Your eyes followed to where he was looking at, grinning at the way you seemed to appear, your hands flitted to the creamy skin of his stomach and listened to the puppet suck in a sharp breath, his drooling cock twitching as your finger traced the outline of your cock.
“Look at you, love, so tiny, so adorable, and yet your body is already molding itself to be my cocksleeve, aren’t you just a good boy~” you cooed your sweet praises and Kunikuzushi was left breathless under the mercy of your words.
Call me that again, please! His mind begs but his mouth could barely form the words, letting out a girlish squeal as you pressed onto the bulge in his abdomen, back arching up to you. It was enough for you to take the hint that he’s grown accustomed to your monstrous size, and slowly moved your hips, stuttering in pace as you kept cautious at the way he seems to clench around you so tightly, almost refusing you to move.
You laughed, such a cute pretty little thing your dear Kunikuzushi was, so sweet, so innocent, now reduced into a moaning mess, with one hand already leaving his thigh to hold onto your arm that caged him in. You hissed in delight when he dug his nails into your skin in each deep thrust that you made.
And in every time that you would hit that sweet spot of his, you drew out more sinful sobs from the tiny puppet, eating up every sudden cry that comes from him from either pain or pleasure.
Your eyes glowed with a smidge of possessiveness.
Yes. This is it. For far too long you’ve been deprived of a cute little mate. Lucky you that the deities have rewarded your abstinence for far too long. And you figured that in every tear that Kunikuzushi sheds, the more your urge to fuck them out of him grew.
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cyber-night · 6 months
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Scaramouche enjoyers are unhinged, and I love that for them anyways Consider
Dollification with Scara
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danxw123 · 6 months
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Summary: You discovered your step-father's infidelity and decided to take the situation to your advantage.
CW: Step-Dad!Scaramouche, incest, non-con/rape, dubcon, bunny costume, blackmail, creepy and mean/sadistic reader, yandere reader?, creampie, non-consensual video taken, virginity loss, nipple play, crying, humiliation, age gap, NTR/cheating, doujin shit lolol
@𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐈 note - If the following content might make you uncomfortable, please refrain from reading! DARK CONTENT AHEAD (FICTION, NOT REAL)
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"Papa!! Welcome back!"
You excitedly exclaimed as you stood up from the couch, greeting your cute dad with a sweet smile. Scaramouche simply nodded with a soft hum. You continued to beam, grabbing your dad's arm and hugging it. He was taken aback by the unexpected intimate touch, his eyes briefly flicking towards your plush breasts squishing his arm.
"Where's your mother?"
"In the kitchen!"
Scaramouche gently removed his arm from your hold, uncomfortable from the intimate contact. Just as you were about to protest, your mother enters the living room. Your dad smiles softly and greets her with a simple peck on the cheek. You couldn't help but imagine yourself in your mother's place; with blushy cheeks, you pouted.
"Papa! I want a kiss too!!"
Scaramouche chuckled awkwardly before patting your head gently. Your mother giggled at your cuteness, completely oblivious to your true intensions.
"Aren't you a little too grown for my kisses?"
For a split second, Scara took notice of your eerily stare; no spark in your eyes but with a soft smile. It was... frightening. You quickly let out a soft giggle and brought both hands to cover your mouth, cheeks slightly tinted pink.
"I guess you're right papa!"
He couldn't help but cringe, feeling a shiver down his spine. Has his daughter always been this... uncanny? Scaramouche's gaze went towards his wife who was happily having a wholesome conversation with you.
Before he could interfere, his phone rang. Scara glanced at his wife before picking the device. He turned around as he continued to talk with the caller, a soft blush adoring his cheeks.
"hm..~" You hummed softly as your eyes flickered towards your dad, noticing his flushed cheeks and gentle smile. Your mother’s words flew out of your ears as you had your attention on him. You couldn’t help but smirk, knowing full well his little secret.
“Papa~”
You whispered sweetly to his ear, blowing softly to wake him. He stirred in his sleep, groaning before going back to his slumber. You flashed a cunning and playful grin, slowly wrapping your arm around his waist.
His breath quickened as you gently kissed his earlobe. Your kisses soft and slow before you gave a experimental lick on his neck.
“Sweetheart! W-what are you doing?!”
Scaramouche yelled, completely startled by your touches. He quickly sat up and grabbed your arm. His eyes were darting everywhere around your face, feeling even more frightened as you resume your sweet yet sinister smile.
"Don't you like it...? I thought you enjoyed it since you kept moaning when your co-worker kissed your neck~"
He quite literally felt his heart drop. What..? How did you know? Scara scowled at you, trying to stay calm but your daunting expression made it exceedingly difficult.
"Hm? Don't believe me?"
You delightfully took your phone from the desk before showing him a video. Your dad's eyes widened as his lips parted slightly, face drained of color from the sight.
"Papa~ you're so naughty... I wonder how mom will react..."
His attention swiftly redirected towards you the moment you made your comment. Your crazed eyes stared at him in anticipation, crimson cheeks visible from the moonlight.
"No.. No! W-wait! I-... Please don't tell your mother!"
Scaramouche stammered, completely caught on his affair. He couldn't help but tear up, feeling as if he lost his entire life. Your dad looked down as he felt a wave of shame crash into him. It's over...
"I won't tell mom."
"R-really?"
You offered a subtle nod, followed by a gentle placement of your finger upon his lips. In response, he gazed at you with glossy eyes, his cheeks suffused with a rosy hue. A soft chuckle escaped you as you couldn't help but savor the adorable sight, moistening your lips with a playful gesture.
"In one condition."
Scaramouche observed with a hint of unease as you extended your hand towards the desk, retrieving a rather unexpected garment, not just any attire, but a bunny costume, to be precise. With visible enthusiasm, you eagerly unveiled the suit, your eyes radiating with excitement.
"You'd look great in this papa~"
Before he could protest, your menacing stare made him retreat his words. Scara hesitantly grabbed the costume before casting you a glance imbued with a sense of embarrassment.
"Ah! I'm sorry papa! Let me cover my eyes!"
Your attention sharpened upon hearing the soft rustle of clothing hitting the floor, a flush of excitement warming your cheeks. You discreetly nibbled on your lower lip, determined to keep your gaze shielded from the unfolding scene.
"I'm going to look now~!"
"W-wait! no-!"
You spent no second withdrawing your hands away from your face. Your breath hitched at the adorable sight; your father adorned in a snug, compact bunny outfit, complete with those endearing bunny ears. Scaramouche blushed furiously as he tried to cover himself, feeling immensely vulnerable.
You immediately pounced on him, making him land on the bed. A soft gasp escaped his mouth from the sudden impact. He looked up at you before noticing your dazed look. You smiled cunningly at him, slowly bringing your hand towards his face, caressing his pink cheek.
"Papa~ I can't hold back anymore..."
"W-what?! You're my daughter!"
You ignored his comment, nestling your visage into the curve of his neck. Your heavy breaths made their presence known against his skin as you tenderly began to place delicate kisses upon his neck. Scaramouche couldn't help but let out small moans and whimpers, feeling his excitement build up.
"Y-your mother... she's..."
"She's not home..."
You giggled softly and slid your hand towards his nipple, toying with the cute little flesh. He bit his lip before he could let out his voice from the pleasure. No... he couldn't be liking this. He wanted to push you off but it felt so good...
"Papa~ you're so adorable! Let me hear you please~"
Scaramouche, with a sorrowful shake of his head, he pleaded for you to stop. In response, you completely stopped your actions only to seize his jaw firmly in a commanding grip.
"Do you want mom to find out?"
The intensity of your piercing gaze and the frigidity of your tone took him utterly by surprise. This was not the child he had known. You had always been the embodiment of sweetness and charm, quick to extend a helping hand without a moment's hesitation. Had it all been a facade? Scaramouche swallowed hard, his head shaking with uncertainty.
"Good boy~"
You gently tapped his cheek, coaxing him to part his lips. As he complied, you sensuously intertwined your tongue with his, savoring the sweet taste of his saliva while swallowing his cute whines. Scaramouche suddenly let out a high pitched moan at the friction of your wet cunt against his clothed cock. Wait. Were you not wearing anything behind that oversized shirt?
"Papa~ You make me so wet~"
You gently eased the fabric away from his dick. Your ogling caused him to avert his eyes from you, feeling a hint of shyness, and gently shielded his private part with his hand.
"D-don't just stare..."
His endearing gesture elicited a deep blush on your cheeks, and you couldn't suppress a delighted giggle as you leaned in to softly plant a loving kiss on his forehead. Scaramouche flushed at your action, letting out a small whine.
"Please..."
"Fufu~♡ So impatient..."
You gently grabbed his cock, stroking it a few times before slowly sliding it inside your needy hole. Scara let out a small whimper at the feeling of your tight pussy squeezing him.
"Ah~ f-fuck... so tight~"
You smoothly withdrew before swiftly resuming the motion with another deft slide, continuing the action in a fast pace. Scaramouche's pornographic moans fuelled your excitement even more as you bit your lip in response.
"Papa~ 's good so good..!"
Your hand crawled towards his before intertwining your fingers with his. The simple gesture caused him to widen his eyes. Such a small action yet it caused an immense feeling of emotions crash into him. In response, tears welled up at the corner of his eyes before steadily falling down his cheeks.
"Shhh... papa don't cry~"
You cooed sweetly, leaning down and kissing his tears away. Your cute moans and whimpers pushed Scaramouche closer to his orgasm as he held your hand tighter.
You brought yourself up before riding him in a faster pace. His eyes fluttered open, meeting your gaze through their lustrous sheen. Your beautiful curves and flushed cheeks were illuminated by the moonlight. He couldn't help but marvel at your captivating beauty...
"Papa! 'M cumming♡! 'm cumming♡~!"
You stared down at him with heart eyes, back arched. His cock kept hitting your sweet spot causing you to finally reach your climax. As the waves of ecstasy washed over you, Scaramouche, too, succumbed to his orgasm.
Heavy breaths were heard with the sound of soft squelches as you slowly rode your orgasm. Eventually, you slid off his cock, watching as his cum oozed out with yours. You sighed in contentment before catching his lips in a passionate kiss.
" I love you papa~♡"
"Papa~! You're back home!"
You embraced him with joy, then gazed up at him, your face adorned with a tender and radiant smile.
"I missed you so much papa and also.... mom's not home~"
Scaramouche cast an apprehensive gaze in your direction, acutely aware of the impending events that lay ahead.
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Love me harder!
;; sex obsessed!sub!kabukimono x reader
cw: innocent to sex crazed kabukimono, established relationship, probably ooc kabukimono, rough sex, lovemaking (??), doggy style, humping, grinding, nipple play, cumming inside, implied small dick kabukimono, sex addiction, begging, desperate kabukimono, corrupting kabukimono, anal fingering, squirting, overstimulation, implied marathon sex, reader has a dick
i definitely can do wholesome and romantic too!! i can hold back on making smut!! (no i cannot) this post is proof!! lol anyways this might be my longest piece yet, wonder if demons took over me or smth. i'll start exploring new writing formats too and improve after this bc this seems messy and i feel like it doesn't feel readable to some readers, so i apologize for that! ;; but i digress, sigh,, corrupting kabukimono is a fun experience though! now you have turned a innocent boy into a needy, sex obsessed boy who wants the love and pleasure you give to him only! enjoy reading! let me know if i missed anything! ^^ taglist (??): @lemonlimesocks @havenmoodz
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innocent!kabukimono who's captivated by you. you were introduced to him by niwa and you greet him with a smile, you're voice sounding like honey to his ears. who are you? "hello, i'm [name], a friend of niwa. nice to meet you." you raised your hand for him to shake. innocent!kabukimono who shyly shakes your hand, "it's nice to meet you too, i'm kabukimono.", "kabukimono? what a pretty name, it suits you well." his eyes light up, looking directly at yours as he smiles, cheeks flushing while muttering a small thank you. innocent!kabukimono who stares at you as you talk to niwa, having to excuse yourself now because you still had tasks to do. he perks up, were you leaving already? his face bared a sad expression, he didn't get to talk to you more. he.. he wanted to hear more of your voice. he has a strange feeling somewhere in his chest, he doesn't know what it is but he.. likes it. he sees you wave goodbye to him and niwa shouting that you'll come and see them some other time. he is definitely look forward to it.
innocent!kabukimono whos taking his lunch under a yumemiru tree, munching down an onigiri as he takes in the beautiful scenery before him. pink leaves fall down the tree and flying away with the wind or falling down to the ground and he sighs in content, it was peaceful. "kabukimono?" his breath hitches, it was you. it was your voice. he turns his head around and he sees you standing next to him, "so it is you. i noticed your veil from the road. what are you doing here?", "i—i'm eating my lunch here." kabukimono stammers. you smile at him and nod, "then mind if i join you as you eat?". innocent!kabukimono who nods eagerly and moved a bit to give you space to sit next to him. as you sat down and lean against the tree, he felt his cheeks warm up. "so, what are you eating for lunch?", you stretch your arms and fold them beneath your head. "i'm having some shio sake onigiri, if you'd like you can have some." kabukimono offers, hand already lending you one, "i made them myself.". you smile, "you sure? i wouldn't want to eat your lunch." you grin, "thanks for the offer though.". kabukimono shakes his hand, "no really, you can have some! i have enough for two people." you sigh and finally nod, "alright, if you say so.". he smiles, unwraps the onigiri and hands it to you. you lean in closer to him, muttering "thank you for the food," and taking a bite of the onigiri. innocent!kabukimono whos eyes widens as you pull away and chew away. you were so close to him! his could feel that feeling in his chest again, it was pounding. "mmm, this onigiri you made is pretty good!", "i'm g-glad you think so!" he stammers — he looks down at the bitten onigiri and then back at you. "would like.. more?"
innocent!kabukimono whos face flushes when you're around. every time you visit the workshop, you would come up to talk to him. you would ask how his day was or was he tired. you even ask him to come take a break from forging, winking that niwa won't know he was gone. innocent!kabukimono who swoon when you come by and give him little gifts; "i saw this sakura bloom by road and thought of giving to you, it goes well with your pretty hair and veil.", "there was sale at the food stall and it was unagi chazuke! i couldn't help buying some for you too, the deal was pretty good. be careful, the bowl is hot.", "here's a small lunch box i made! you can put the food you make here. and if you're feeling generous, you can give some for me too.". innocent!kabukimono who cherishes the gifts you give him. it makes the feeling in his chest flutter when what you do, you think of him. niwa will even tease him, asking in a sing-song voice "oohh, who's the the lucky fellow? got you smiling like that." kabukimono will just shush him and wave him away, going back to adore the little gifts you've given him.
innocent!kabukimono who couldn't help but think of you even while doing something! not once do you not cross his mind, it's as if you are there with him. from time to time he would space out; your eyes, your hair, your lips. you cloud his mind, it almost frustrates him. why is it that you haunt him? every time niwa approaches him, his eyes searches for you behind him. every time he makes food, he thinks if you will compliment him that how good he made it. innocent!kabukimono wanted know what he is feeling that you're making him feel. the feeling in his chest that he's come to like, all because of you.
innocent!kabukimono who brought it up to you one day while you took him out to eat dango under his favorite spot by the yumemiru. he tugged on your sleeve, "[name]? can i ask you something?". he looked.. conflicted, eyebrows furrowed and lips in a slight frown. you nodded and faced him, "what's up?" you've never seen him so serious, so you wondered what is on his mind. "[name], i've been having this strange feeling in my chest. every time you're around me, every time we talk, every time you're in my mind, i feel it. you make my body feel this warmth and i do not know what it is, but i like it, it makes me feel happy and.. alive when i'm with you. but i'm scared.. i do not know this feeling, i do not know if it is good or bad, [name]." his hold on your sleeve tightens and his eyes becomes glossy, lips starting to quiver. as for you, you were taken aback and your eyes widened in realization. strange feeling in his chest? warmth? he... he basically confessed to you! you cheeks felt warm as you comprehend what he just said — no words coming your mouth as you stare at him in awe. innocent!kabukimono who felt as if he was going to cry. why are you staring at him like that? it's making him nervous. did he say something wrong? he knew it, he shouldn't have said that. before you could say something, a stray tear slides down his cheek. "[n-name].. i — i didn't mean to upset you! please.. please forgive me..." you quickly raised your hand as you snap out of your trance to cup his cheek and swipe away the fallen tear with your thumb. "oh, kabukimono. i'll never be upset with you. shh shh.. it's okay, it's okay." you coo at him, watching as he melts on your hand, eyes glistening with tears threatening to spill out. "kabukimono, what you just told me.." you swallow, "— is a feeling called love. it seems that you were feeling the same way as i am.". kabukimono perks up, what do you he was feeling the same as you do? were you feeling the same thing that was in his chest? was it that love you speak of? you tuck a stray hair behind his ear and smile softly, "kabukimono, will you listen to me? i think this would be the best time to tell you.." your eyes searches an answer in his and he nods. "i am absolutely enamored by you. i feel the same warmth in chest when you are with me. your eyes, your face, you smile.. it makes my heart swell. you are prettiest boy i've ever met and i'm glad i've met you.". innocent!kabukimono whos eyes spills tears one after the other, eyes widening at your confession. and then he giggles before full on laughing — you were stunned, you thought you were about to be laughed at until he feel his arms around your neck and hug you tightly. "[name], [name], [name]... you do not know how much you've made me happy hearing you say those words.."
innocent!kabukimono who was now officially your lover! words cannot describe the happiness when you two agreed to finally be together after that confession under the tree. now you affections have increased to him by tenfold! your visits the workshop becomes more frequent to come and see him, you buy him more things (you even bought him an expensive tea set which made trip and fall over when you said the price lmao), and gladly eat the food he learned to make just for you. even niwa would scold you with a broom, "let kabukimono work and go back to your own work!" and try and chase you out. as you run out with niwa on your tail, you turn your head back and shout out "i love you, darling! work hard! i'll come by again!", "like hell you will!". kabukimono who laughs and waves as he watches your figures run around — he was so in love with you.
innocent!kabukimono who begins to feel something other than love. you two have finally gotten used to physical touch; hugging, holding hands, even sleeping next to one another (you got a slipper thrown at you by niwa when he found out you "stole" kabukimono at the dead of night just to sleep with you lmaoao). and when you two shared your first kiss, he felt as he was floating in clouds. your lips were soft against his and the kiss was soft too, making him melt into your hold. when you pulled away you swore you could've seen hearts in his eyes, "did you like it?" you asked. he nods eagerly, "i enjoyed it.." he pulls on your collar, bringing you forward, your lips touching again. "... please, kiss me more, [name].."
innocent!kabukimono who feels something in him when you touch him. he could feel something in his stomach burning when you touch his waist and caress it as you talk about your day, making him unable concentrate. your touch feels warm even if your hand is on his clothes, he couldn't make sense what's happening to his body. it's almost as if he wanted more.
innocent!kabukimono whos preparing a simple meal for you while you went out for a while. when he was reaching out for a small bowl across the table a little too far away from his reach, he squeals as he felt something good from the corner of the table that put pressure on his poor cock. he pulled himself away, unsure what just happened. what was that he just felt? he felt something when he.. accidentally rubbed himself on the corner of the table. he contemplated and curiosity got the best of him, deciding to go back to the edge of the table. his hands grip the table and positioned himself — he's unsure on what to do but he wanted to recreate that feeling again. innocent!kabukimono who slightly rolls his hips, testing the waters. his grip on the table tightens as he felt the small sensation of pleasure zip through his body making him squeal out in surprise. ah, so there it is. he bites his lips and tries again and he swears he feel his legs about to give up. it feels so good. the table creaks as he begins to pick up his pace, soft, lewd sounds escaping his mouth. but he couldn't quite reach it. he chasing something he doesn't know, he can feel it but but can't get there. innocent!kabukimono who didn't notice you arrive. you walked in him with his back facing you humping the edge of the table. you lean on the kitchen entrace, watching him intently as he nimbly thrusts his hips. kabukimono lets out a garbled noise of frustration, hips coming to stop as his catches his breath, body shaking. you smirk, he can't cum. poor kabukimono, shaking because he can't cum. but don't worry! now you're here to lend him a hand.
innocent!kabukimono who gasps as he feels hands wrap around his waist and a head bury and his shoulder, "what are you doing, darling?". he lets his hands let go of the table and grab your arms around him, shakily cluthcing your arm. he feels ashamed! he can't believe you've seen him like this when he was supposed to be preparing your meal. "[na-name]! it's not.. it's not what you think!" he tries to explain himself but no words come after, shame and embarrassment really starting to take over him. you chuckle, lifting your head and whisper right into his ear, "it's alright, don't fret." he relaxes a little in your hold but still tense, turning his face away from you. "so, what were you doing? you can tell me, kabukimono. i won't be upset." you nuzzle back into his neck, trying to coax him to talk. "i don't.. i don't know.. i was trying to reach for a bowl across the table but then.. then i felt something when i bumped on the corner of the table.. i really liked it.. it felt good.. so i wanted to feel it again.." he cuts himself off as a hiccup leaves his mouth. you coo at him, so he was just humping the table because he accidentally stimulated himself? how cute. "aww and how did it go? i heard you cry out, darling." he lets out a breath, you can see from an angle of his eyebrows furrowing. "i felt it again.. but, i can't reach it..", "hm? reach what?", "i don't know.. i don't know. i just want it, [name]."
innocent!kabukimono who finally faces you, doe eyes looking up at you pleading, "please, [name].. please help me.." and something in you snapped. to hear him beg for you, bleary eyes asking you to help him cum.. oh, it just awakens the deepest parts in you. you lean down and kiss him while your hands drag itself down his body making him squirm. you whisper in his mouth to relax as you undo his pants and pulling it down, touching his poor cocklet, pre-cum already oozing out his tip. he grabs onto your bicep as he moans in your mouth, feeling you slowly stroke him. you pull away from the kiss and use your free hand to grab his chin and make him look down on your hand stroking him, "here, look at me stroking your pretty cock, darling. you have to watch because this is how you," you gently squeeze and he mewls, "— feel pleasure." innocent!kabukimono whos legs were shaking as he feels your stroke him, breath beginning to stagger as felt himself fall into satisfaction. "haaa, hhghk—! so good, so gooood.. please keep going, please..!". you kiss his neck, leaving a trail of marks and stroke him faster, watching as his body twists and turns in your hold, his mouth letting out the prettiest sounds. his grip on your clothes becomes tighter, his head leaning back on your shoulder as his hand scrambles to take your hand off his cock. "[name]— [name], wait! something ngh— something is gonna come out hngh—! [name], s-stop! i'm going to pee!" you didn't listen. you hand goes faster, rougher, squelching echoing in the kitchen accompanying kabuikmonos' moans. "[name], [name], [name]! it's coming ah, ah, ah— it's coming out!", "that's right, darling. go ahead, let it all out. cum all over my hand." and cums. hard. spurts of white leave his pretty cock as his eyes roll back and his body convulses, his orgasm washing over him. you slow down and closing to a stop, hand still wrapped around his cock as you listen to him catch his breath. you gently kiss his temple, "how do you feel, darling?" as you wait for his response, you feel him grind back against you and your eyes widen, "kabukimono?". you don't know what you've just done to him. poor, sweet kabukimonos' first taste of pleasure.. he wanted more.
innocent!kabukimono who gets carried to your bedroom and lied down softly on your bed. you lean down and pepper kisses on his face and you sigh in content, "what have i done to you, kabukimono?". you take his hand and kiss the back of it, "please tell me you want this as much as i do." kabukimono nods, he does! he wants to feel more closer to you, he wants to feel your skin on his, he just wants you. "say it, darling. i need to hear—", "yes! yes, please, [name]. let's become closer than ever, so please—" he wraps his arms around your neck and pulls you closer, "touch me."
innocent!kabukimono who stuggles to keep his legs open, his pretty slick hole being bared to you. you stare at it as it clenches on nothing, it was so inviting. "be patient, darling." you tut, other hand grabbing his milky thigh to spread him further, making him whimper. kabukimono feels embarrassed, the way you stare at him so intensely, especially down there, makes him shiver. innocent!kabukimono who clenches around you when you put your tip inside him, teasing his hole. "relax, darling. you're too tense.." you hiss at the feeling. he's trying! he really is! the sensation is just so new to him, so he couldn't help it. a few second pass and he finally relaxes, nodding at you to slowly slide in. innocent!kabukimono whos eyes nearly crosses as you slowly push inside, his warm walls enveloping your cock. you breathed out a dazed sigh and not move, let him get used to you and relishing the feeling of him finally around you. kabukimono on the other hand, was seeing heaven. too good, too good, you made him feel too good. you were all the way inside him and he felt so full, your cock reaching the deepest part in him and you needed you to move now. "[name], hic— you can— you can move," his hands grab the sheets below him in anticipation as your hips begin to move, slowly thrusting in and out of him. innocent!kabukimono who cries out, eyes brimming with tears as you pick up your pace, pounding in his greedy hole. "ngh— oooh, god! [name], this— this feels so good♡! don't stop, don't stop, please!", "haah—! right there! please, keep ngh— doing that♡! keep oooh— hitting that spot!", "[name], [name, [name]..! hhngh♡♡!". innocent!kabukimono who feels the coil in stomach about to snap, his hands finding its way to your back and scratching it, making you groan. kabukomono arches his back, head moving further into the pillow as drill into him harder and feel him clench around you. you grin, "you're close, aren't you, darling?" you hit a certain spot in him making him squeal, "come on, answer me, darling." you press your tip against his prostate, drool slipping from the side of his mouth, "yesh— yes! keep unghhh—! keep going! please! go faster♡!" and who are you say no to your kabukimono? innocent!kabukimono who cums with a scream, eyes rolling back and his mouth hanging open as his cocklet spill out. you give a few last thrusts, grunting as you cum in him, filling him up. heavy breathing can be heard, both you catching your breaths. you reach out and cup his cheek, leaning down and kissing it. "such a good boy, darling. how are you feeling?" he looks up at and smiles, using the last of his strength to lift his head and kiss you back on your cheek. "you've made me feel so good, [name], thank you." it makes your heart swell, seeing him enjoy his first time with you. "but..." you perk up, seeing a shy expression on his face "[name], can.. we go one more time♡?"
oh, look what have you done to him.
poor innocent kabukimono.
you've ruined him.
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kabukimono loves you. he loves you so much.
just as much as he loves your dick.
you've completely ravaged him. ruined him.
so take responsibility, won't you?
sex obsessed!kabukimono who got addicted to you and sex. oh, look what have you done to him. after his first time with you, sex with has not left his mind even during work. it'd woken something in him; he starts to crave it it, yearn for it, needing it. he can't focus in his work, forging weapons seemingly becoming more disinterested, his mind solely on you. he wanted to feel pleasure again. the pleasure you gave him left him wanting more.
sex obsessed!kabukimono who seeks you out. he would leave the workshop, looking for you. niwa would ask him where he was going but he waved him away, it's nothing important, he says. but he knows he's lying, he knows because he's looking for you. poor kabukimono knocking on your door, please be here. please, you have to be here. and to his luck, you opened the door. "darling? what's wrong? i was just about—" you cut yourself off, the feeling of his lips on yours shutting you up. you kiss him back, grabbing his waist and pulling him inside, locking the door and slamming him against it. you pull away, "hm? now what's this? desperate now, are we?" you tease, looking down his as flushed face, "surely.. you came here because you missed me, right?". sex obsessed!kabukimono who can't deny what you said. he does miss you! he really does.. "or..", you lean down and whisper in his ear, "you missed my cock, don't you, kabukimono?" he whines. you laugh, reveling in the fact he does in fact, miss your cock. "please.. just.. just this once. i can't get enough, please.. i need your cock.." he grabs on your clothes and tug them, eyes pleading up at you. "you don't— you don't have to put it in me. use my mouth.. i— please, use my mouth♡."
sex obsessed!kabukimono who excuses both of you when having tea time with niwa, saying some sensible yet pathetic excuse. he drags you out the room all the while you're trying to hold back your laugh. sex obsessed!kabukimono who locks both of you inside an storage room filled with cargo boxes and pounces on you, roughly kissing you while you grab the back of his thighs to carry him. you carefully navigate the room and set him down a box, hands trailing down to his waist. you pull away as he sighs, a trail of saliva following your mouth, "strip off your shirt." and he does immediately, undoing until his chest is bare to you— his pink, perky nubs already hard and enticing to come and play with them. you contemplate whether to give in or let him suffer, just a bit. afterall, while niwa was distracted, kabukimono decided it would be nice to tease you a bit by pulling a bit of his shirt by the top, showing you his nipples. it definitely backfried.
sex obsessed!kabukimono who gives you a confused look when you switch places with him. you sat on the box and sit him down on your lap with his back on your chest. you settled you hands on his waist and your chin on his shoulder near his ear, making him breathe deeply. "i know what you want, darling. but that stunt you pulled back there? i'm not so sure." he hiccups, head turning to look at you. "bu-but..", "tsk, tsk. you know what you did." he pouts, a little hmph escaping his lips. sex obsessed!kabukimono who takes matters in his own hands, if you won't, then he will. his nimble fingers reach and touch his nubs, lightly touching it with the tips of his fingers. you watch intently, awestricken as he plays with his nipples without you. oh well, more for you. sex obsessed!kabukimono whos hips begin to grind back to you, a small bulge can be seen in his pants. he moans your name as he begins to twist and pull, his nipples becoming more sensitive and puffy— how cute. "hghh— [name].. [name]! i.. i can't! my nipples.. my nipples feels so good! its ngh—♡!", "[naaame].. it's so hghuk—! ah, ah, ah♡! so sensitive.. ughk—! i don't wanna stooop♡...". sex obsessed!kabukimono whos back arches he gives on last pinch to his nipples, legs shaking as he cums in his pants, lewd noises sighing out of his mouth. he limps back on you chest, catching his breath as body gives small jerks. he gasps as he feels you tear his hands away from his chest and replaces it with yours, your fingers pinching and twisting harshly making him cry out, hands searching for something to grab on to. "don't think you'll get out of this, darling." you tug more firmly on the oversensitive nubs and he arches his back, shouting out your name. "let's play with these more, yeah?".
(niwa did not hesitate to throw you both his slippers right at you once you came back with a debauched and disheveled kabukimono lol)
sex obsessed!kabukimono who invites you in his room, telling you that he was given a kotatsu table (for some reason)! as you enter his room, he's already settled in the table, his lower half covered by the table cover. he pats the free space next to him and offers you some snacks, smiling as you take your place beside him. you put your legs under the table, feeling the warmth radiating from under table. you two chat for a while, planning if kabukimono can meet with you a local food stand. as you talk about the food of the stand, you reach for the snacks on the table and in the corner of your eyes, kabukimono pulled back his legs out of the table, revealing that he wasn't wearing anything underneath. sex obsessed!kabukimono turns to you and spreads his legs, showing you pretty wet hole. "sorry.. i can't help it.." he shyly, yet mischievously says. you chew your the snack and swallowed, then smile, reaching out and stretching his hole with your thumb. you watch as he clenches in anticipation, his thighs quivering. sex obsessed!kabukimono whos tongue lolls out his mouth, drool sliding the side of his mouth as your finger works his insides, thrusting in and out, reaching deep inside him. your pace was decent but to kabukimono, it wasn't enough. he grabbed the back of his thighs and pulled it back farther, making it almost reach his ears and he feels like he'll pass out. the angle made your fingers keep touching his prostate over and over again. "yesyesyes, keep going angh—! your fingers feel so good, [name]! don't nghhh♡— don't stop♡!". like hell you will.
sex obsessed!kabukimono who gets pounded from behind, back arching as your hips snap back and forth against his ass, your cum dripping down the sides of his thighs and down the sheets. you haven't stopped, he lost count to how many times he came and how many times you filled him up to the brim. sex obsessed!kabukimono whos legs write and kick as he feels his orgasm approaching, nononono, he can't possibly! you hips piston faster, making him cry out as he feels like your reaching his stomach. he tries to slow you down, his hand reaching for your abdomen and weakly pushing but it didn't work, it only made you faster. "ooohhh— ougnnhh! [name]! [name], please! i can't— i can't! i'll die, i'll— diiieee♡!", "having my dick shoved in your thirsty, drooling, cum filled hole won't kill you, so fucking take it." sex obsessed!kabukimono who screams into the pillow as his cocklet squirts and he body convulses, trying to escape the overwhelming pleasure. you kept thrusting, you didn't stop until you finally spill your load in him, groaning as his hole clenches, milking you for all your worth. a few seconds pass by, you begin to move again and kabukimono whines, limp body using all his strength to turn his head to face you. and to your (exciting) surprise, he has a dopey smile on. "keep filling me up, [name]♡!".
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Don’t bully me idk how to draw😖🙏
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mvrders-are-okay · 5 months
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— ( TAINTED INNOCENCE . . . ! )
— [ kabukimono × male reader ]
— [ content warnings: not explicitly described sex. suggestive themes, i guess. kabuki being heartbroken. ]
— ( NOTES . . . ! )
i’m just starting to get back at writing, am a bit rusty, bare with my 13 inch cock. this is so random, idk the context, the concept, i’m actually laughing, you can also laugh and make fun of it, should thou want. again, bare with my 13 inch co—
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sobs were heard in the shakkei pavilion. a boy was left abandoned by his creator in the dark. although, perhaps this was better than to be discarded ( he doesn’t know that, of course ). his creator had abandoned him with no ill intentions – instead of destroying him because he proved to be useless to her, she set him free, to let him live.
but how can he be free when for half a century did he not communicate with other beings? how can he understand the new normal for him? he’s utterly lost . . . sad . . . hopeless . . . .
“poor boy . . . who would leave you here alone?”
the nameless boy sniffled, lifting his teary face from his soaked sleeves. he saw a looming figure crouching in front of him – you.
your shadow swallowed him whole, but despite that, he felt his heart skip a beat at the look you gave him. it was concern, worry, pity – everything in between; ones he did not see in the many expressions his creator had made.
and perhaps it’s because of this that he leapt to your broad figure, throwing himself on to you, and he cried in your chest.
he felt your large hand place itself upon his wet cheek, your palm could easily cover it. he tugged on your robes, afraid that his new – and possibly only – anchor will be pulled away from his grasp.
“what’s your name, little one?” you had asked then.
and then you knew; he had no name.
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“[ name ]!” the same boy, now with a smile on his face, rushed home – your home – with a basket full of lavender melons.
you never make him do chores, but he always insists, claiming it will be the only way he will be of use to you ( he just doesn’t want to be abandoned again ). he had said he was enough of a burden, and the least he could do was to help, even in small things.
he was now named kabukimono. despite the meaning of the name the people of tatarasuna had given him, he didn’t care. once, he had remembered you saying to pay them no mind. you said that he is perfect. that he doesn’t bring bad luck, or destruction, or bad omens, or anything the others are saying.
for you, he is perfect.
you dressed him, fed him, gave him a roof above his head, bathed him – you took care of him, you love him. once, he remembered asking what love meant. and you had said it’s this. love is when you care for someone, more than anyone else.
and he felt loved by you.
so much that he can’t help but love you back.
he entered his home, placing the basket on a table. “[ name ]? i’m back,” he said, voice full of wonder and naïvety and innocence.
so much innocence, indeed, that he didn’t know what was happening on the other side of the door of your room.
there were sounds . . . wet . . . and – and cries . . . wails of your name . . . .
for reasons unknown, his hands suddenly felt cold and clammy – he began to tremble slightly. he placed his hand on the knob of the door. now, beware, locks aren’t made yet in this point of time – unless you’re someone noble – people would solely rely on their instincts to know if someone is breaking in.
the first thing kabukimono saw was the clothes on the floor, which looked like they were carelessly tossed to the side. then his gaze wandered up to the bed – the bed you and him would sleep next to each other on, where you would wrap your arm around his waist, his back pressed firmly against your chest to make him feel safe and secure at night – and now you are there, but with . . . someone else.
everything was a blur to him. all he could make out was the vivid bliss on the face of the person below you, their cries, their eyes which rolled to the back of their head . . .
and you . . . you, who hadn’t noticed him yet ( but you always notice him, why don’t you now? ), who was on top of the person. the bed shook as you moved with vigor.
for reasons unknown, again, kabukimono felt his face heat up. for reasons unknown, he felt as if he wasn’t supposed to be here, he felt as though he should leave and never . . . never . . . never . . .
ah, he ran away. so fast that his footsteps echoed throughout the whole house, so loud that it drowned out the noises of the person connected to you.
you looked over your shoulder, seeing the door slightly opened agape. you had stopped moving at once, prompting them to tighten their legs around your waist and try to get you moving again. you didn’t, though.
meanwhile, kabukimono sat on a shade of a tree. his knees felt weak . . . and he suddenly felt as if he was in that . . . that place again.
with his knees tucked close to his chest, and his face buried in his sleeves as he cried, he rocked back and forth to keep himself anchored to his surroundings. he felt so sad again ( for reasons unknown ), but why?
there was just something in the look in that person’s face as they stayed beneath you, and . . . and . . . and . . . !
oh, who was he kidding? of course he knows what was happening. he isn’t that dumb. he isn’t that naïve!
he had niwa telling him these things, saying he needed to know for him to fully understand everything; starting with how humans reproduce.
it was also supposed to be an intimate act. one that only adults and married couples and people who thoroughly love each other should do.
so, why wasn’t he the one beneath you that moment? why isn’t he the one crying out of bliss, and screaming your name for more?
perhaps . . . you didn’t truly love him like how he thought you do.
i beg to please do not plagiarize my works—it’s no fun.
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a flower yet to bloom
cw: sub kabukimono, dom reader, gn reader, corruption, masturbation, virginity loss, hand jobs, blow jobs, fingering, anal sex, dacryphilia, overstimulation, size difference, masochism, praise, dick can be read as strap, mentions of codependency, exhibitionism and dismemberment
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Summary: The Electro Archon’s puppet discovers a special kind of pleasure.
A pure, delicate puppet. Pliant and innocent. You’re certain that if you didn’t take him into your hands, someone else would. Someone evil, who’d take advantage of the sweet boy.
You would never.
It was only a few months ago that you had your first encounter with Kabukimono. He was drenched, curled into a corner in Shakkei Pavilion, eyes screwed shut and hands covering his ears from the sounds of thunder and rain. 
Your hand reached out, and he looked up at you with the prettiest puppy eyes. You had to help him. His own hand grasped yours, cold and small, and he followed you home without question.
Did he see no other exit, or was he just naive? You quickly realized it was the latter.
At first, Kabukimono wasn’t the talkative type. He never requested anything, and the only words he’d mutter were “yes” and “thank you.” Even so, you’d always talk to him, and allow him to help you with house chores as a bonding activity, and with that, he slowly grew more and more attached to you. 
Bright smile greeting you when you returned from your adventures, blush painting his cheeks pink when you pointed out his beautiful features, tiny giggles escaping his lips any time you cooked together, and always eager to learn anything that you were willing to teach him.
These innocent feelings continued developing quicker than Kabukimono could understand them. Normally, seeing your skin exposed around the house or when you exited the shower didn’t cause him to react, but now, seemingly out of nowhere, he feels his whole body heat up as an unfamiliar feeling rises in his gut. He mistook it for anxiety at first, however, a more likely explanation dawned on him.
You’d told him many fairy tales of romance before, ones you’d gathered from your visits to the city of romance itself. The puppet wondered if this was what love felt like. How he shivered when your fingers grazed his arm, and the way he’d get nervous when you’d get too close. How he felt a bit weird… down there, when you praised him.
And sometimes, it would get a little painful. Surely, with your knowledge, you’d be able to give him a solution to the problem, but he was too embarrassed to ask. Those are his private parts, after all. 
All he could do was sigh in frustration, cupping himself over his pants when you were out of sight while making his way to your bedroom, plopping down on the bed with a small thud and burying his face into his pillow.
“Why does this keep happening?” he thought to himself, squirming in place– “O-oh! Oh god!” 
His eyes widened, and he was trying to comprehend what he just felt. He attempts to recreate the movement again, and the same electrifying feeling runs down his body, eliciting a gasp out of him.
It felt… really good. Right where the tingling sensation arose. So he kept going, rutting against the bed softly as he rested his chin on the pillow, hands holding onto it like a lifeline while his eyes were screwed shut. 
Soft little whines poured out of his mouth as he kept going, drooling all over your pillow. He felt guilty for dirtying it, but your sweet scent that lingered was driving him crazy. The more his dick grazed the bed, the louder he became, but he didn’t care. Kabukimono had no way of knowing that such activities were meant to be… private.
Your scurrying to the bedroom was inevitable, worried that something may have happened that caused those moans and whines of your name to be heard from afar, though the sight to be beheld wasn’t expected. Any words you had remained in your throat, leaving it as a small gasp instead.
The puppet’s head turned around at the sound of you walking in, his bangs stuck to his sweaty forehead, eyes filled with tears and cheeks burning hot as his humping subconsciously sped up at the sight of you. Your gaze only served to rile him up more, and he moaned loudly, reaching his hand out to you.
“Please help me…” he mumbled, taking hold of your hand and placing it on his cheek as the tears flowed freely.
Maybe this once, you’d indulge him.
Your sweet Kabukimono didn’t know it was possible to feel this good.
One hand tugging at his aching little cock, mouth latched onto his perky nipples as he thrashes around and cries out in pain. He could barely fit a finger in at first, but now all you can hear is the lewd squelching of your fingers, knuckles deep, stretching him open as his cum splatters all over himself once again with a scream.
And yet, this newfound pleasure that has him in a haze still leaves him absentmindedly begging for more, even if he’s overstimulated to bits. There’s no point in turning back, not when his hole clenches around nothing as you pull your fingers out, practically begging for you to stuff him full.
The puppet’s eyes dilated at the sight of your cock. It was much larger than his, but he wanted it carnally. He wanted you to feel the same pleasure he felt.
He crawled towards you, making his way between your legs and wrapping his small hand around your cock, almost inspecting it.
“Can I… put it in my mouth?” he spoke softly, innocence still laced in his voice, and you nodded, a sweet smile adorning your lips.
He smiled back shyly, wiggling in place as his lips littered kisses on the tip of your cock, before his tongue darted out to leave kitten licks there. He wasn’t good at giving blowjobs at all, but he looked too adorable and eager for complaints. No matter, you’d train him sooner or later.
“Open.” You spoke, and he complied, watching you slap your cock on his tongue before shoving it in, his eyes rolling back in response.
His hands held onto your thighs, clawing at them as you held him by the hair, pushing his head down while his tiny, wet mouth coated barely half of you with saliva. He couldn’t fit more, gagging and mewling with each bob of his head, and as much as you wanted to fuck his throat until his voice got hoarse, you only wanted to make it easier for him to take you.
Kabukimono whined when you pulled him off, and he could feel his throat burning and his scalp hurting from your hold.
“You did so well.” You kissed his sweaty forehead while maneuvering his small body to its previous position, spreading his legs apart and bending him in half hurriedly. The way you manhandled and used his body only made him twitch and leak further, face lighting up at the prospect of making you lose control from desire.
… “Making love,” he called it. Asking you to fuck him silly was too embarrassing, but the feeling of your cock slowly filling him to the brim was too addicting. How you’d cradle his face even as he’d scratch your back and lock his legs around your hips, pushing you further into him until his hole was gaping. How the sudden “I love you” that left his lips in a moan as he squirted onto his tummy was reciprocated while your cock still pistoned into him, going round after round because Kabukimono didn’t want his first time to end until he fell into unconsciousness.
And he’d beg you every day since then. To please make love to him, to ruin him again and again. It didn’t matter if you were busy, if you were outside, or if the world was lit aflame. He would still cling to you, get on his knees, spread himself open, even cut his limbs off if you so inquired. 
The pure boy you met was naught but a sweet doll, yours to use and love eternally. And making love was how lovers expressed themselves, so won’t you please wreck him until he is an empty shell, dependent and permanently living through the pleasure you graciously bless him with?
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