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love-toxin · 8 months

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Ellie i want astarion to fuck my mouth

im SO sorry queen i had to make the meow meow a lil emotionally vulnerable while im at it pls forgive me 🐸

(cws: gn!reader, vampire fuckery, bg3 spoilers, oral (m! receiving), teasing, possibly ooc astarion bc im only starting act 2 LOL, jealousy sex, deepthroating, a touch of feral/rough sex, facefucking, astarion is so in love it makes him look stupid <3)

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Once again, an evening spent with your mind somewhere else is interrupted by something you weren't expecting. The fire gleams from the pit and washes warmth across your face, a glow cast over your skin as you sit with your fingers white-knuckling a cold mug. Your companions are off on their own save for Scratch, who despite being a bit furrier than the tavern's normal patrons sleeps quietly at your feet. It barely took any convincing to let him in considering the rather stellar reputation you've earned yourselves–not to mention you're sharing a spot around the hearth with a couple frizzy-haired barbarians and a Tabaxi bard strumming out a tune on her lute. All seems peaceful, the noise just relaxed enough that you can let your mind wander about all manner of things. Ponder all sorts of worries you have yet to deal with on your adventure.

But it seems you're destined for an interruption. The back of your neck prickles from nowhere, a chill slithering coldly down your spine…from the corner of your eye you spot him, his pale hand vanishing behind a door on the second floor of the inn.

He's watching you. That's your cue, his methods of distraction always seeming so trivial and out of the way–he could always just come over and tap you on the shoulder. But Astarion likes the chase and isn't much of a fan of sincerity, so it's only natural for you to pass your half-empty mug off to one of the barbarians, get a bumbled shout of gratitude and a slap on the back, and slip away from the night's bustle of the tavern to thump your way up the winding stairs. All four of the rooms have been rented out by you and your party but one will sit empty tonight–aside from your gear, you're fairly certain your room will be unoccupied as you find other sleeping arrangements.

Tap tap. Just in case there's danger looming too close to comfort, you and your partner have a particular signal. Just as your knuckles come away from the door the tapping echoes back, tap tap, and you smother a grin as your fist closes around the knob for you to step inside.

The oak door thuds behind you at once and clicks softly as the latch falls in place. Nothing but the ire of a god or a drunken ogre could interrupt you now….but there's not much to interrupt if there's only one of you here, and as your eyes sweep the simple room you don't spot hide nor hair of your darling creature of the night. You've got a teasing remark on the tip of your tongue, ready to let loose-

"Don't. Move."

-But before you can even take a breath, there's a blade's edge digging into your throat and a cold, lean body pressed up against your backside. Effectively caught between a rock and a hard place. Prey. Astarion's whispered commands, however deep and punctuated they are, only send shivers of delight through you rather than true fear–and you find yourself struck with a dumb grin, not at all immune to the soft touch of his lips as they graze your tender neck from behind. He's got his arm pulled so snug around your waist it feels more like the grasp of a lover than a robbery, but that's because it is.

"Light on valuables, huh?" You tease over your shoulder, your hands braced against his arm as it holds the knife so dangerously close to your pulse point.

"You aren't. Show me what you've got, or I'll look myself." He murmurs back, breath cool as it puffs shallowly against your skin. It's somehow sweet when he tries to be so hard-to-get with you–maybe, you wonder, he doesn't yet realize how attached you are to him despite all you've been through already. Enough that you don't feel the bite of harsh, real danger in your peripheral, which sooner leads him to loosen his grip and push you forward with a palm on the base of your spine–all while tugging the knife out of the way, of course. If you asked him, he'd say it's because it would be a waste to spill such divine blood all over the ground.

As you turn yourself around to face him, you come eye-to-eye with the glaring tip of the knife yet again. Astarion is half-dressed, a bit disheveled, looking as though he's on the cusp of needing a drink again. Those carmine-coloured eyes echo some deep, violent desperation, one that shakes his voice as he commands you with total sincerity to strip.

"Will you join me?" You ask, your voice tinged with adoring hope. It irritates him, hope. Usually, at least. Usually it doesn't rub him as wrong when you're the one with hope in your heart, but evidently tonight is different if his scoff is anything to go by.

"That depends." His gaze flits away as he worries his lower lip between his teeth, not as careful about nicking it with his fangs as he usually is. Something surely must be wrong if he's acting so strange, especially since nothing has happened lately that's seemed to upset him…at least not that he's told you. It could be something else entirely, or something you don't have any idea about. Once he meets your eyes again, the hand he's gripping the dagger in lowers slowly. It was just a prop, after all–never a real threat. "...So long as you don't forget who you pledged your love to. Me. I won't stand for all this…this nonsense I've seen of late."

You cock your head in reply with a raised brow, questioning and curious of what on earth he could be referring to. Astarion rolls his eyes but it's most assuredly a gesture to mask how weak your sincerity makes him, your honesty painfully boring but, at the same time, endlessly endearing. With a sigh he tosses the knife aside in an arc, the handle flipping over blade for it to fall perfectly on the tip, sunk half an inch into the table by the bed. He's got his attention locked on it for long enough that the shuffling of fabric is what turns his head back towards you, his tongue flicking out to wet his lips on instinct as he watches your clothing slip off your positively tantalizing figure.

"We're gonna have to pay for that, you know." Whatever you're saying goes right through both ears, the way your giggles shake your shoulders being all that he can focus on right now. He can barely tear his eyes away once you've wiggled out of your bottoms, and you're swift to remind him of his stare when you cheekily throw the travel-worn trousers in his direction. But all he does is grab a handful of them and press them to his face, not soaking in the scent as much as the undeniable warmth from just coming off your legs. They're only an introduction, however. They're tossed right back at you without pause, and fall to the floor in a heap that Astarion carelessly steps over to get to you. To get closer. He can never really get close enough, ever.

Even an inch away from you, though, your love does nothing to close that last shred of distance between you. Where he was eager to touch you just a few minutes ago, now he keeps his hands down like he's nervous about grazing you with just his fingertips. But despite that you can clearly see how he keeps eyeing your lips, so if he won't meet you the rest of the way, you simply have to do it for him. A quick peck on the chin is too much yet not enough–he endures a noticeable quiver through his body that he tries to stifle, but he can't resist raising a hand to your neck and tilting your head higher, just enough that you won't miss this time when he plants his mouth on yours. Deeper this time, much deeper, with his tongue making an appearance to slither from a cold embrace to your unbearably hot one.

You'd love nothing more than to take it further right here, right now, but there's something stopping Astarion that you'd like to get to the bottom of. Just as he's getting a little lost in your kiss, his eyes shut and fangs scraping at your delicate tongue as it moves with his, you break it off with a warm hand pressed to his chest and bring him back to your unspoken question.

"Azzy, what's wrong?"

"Don't call me that," He snaps back suddenly, brow furrowed in immediate annoyance. He doesn't move away though–clearly you're a bit too enticing for him to rethink the embrace he has you in, nor the fact that you're bare and warm for nobody else but him. "So childish. Or did you simply forget my name already?"

"I could never forget you. Now tell me what's wrong, Az. You're acting weird."

This time, he just shoots you a glare that could kill you on the spot. It's damning, his fury terrifying enough written so plainly on his face….but it also stirs up something within you that won't be sated by words alone.

"Last time, darling. I'm warning you. And it's nothing. Just…" A shake of his head sends his perfect curls flying about, each one falling back into place more perfectly than he's coming across right now. "...I wish you had been around when I was alive. That's all."

"What do you mean?"

"The others are all…alive. Breathing. Warm. Some of them look at you like–like you aren't with me. Like they could sweep you off your feet without even a thought." He says it with so much defeat in his tone, so gently with so soft an edge that you almost can't hear it with the muffled sounds of the tavern under your feet. It's rare to hear him sound so…sad. It's a bit odd to think, but he often comes off younger than he is when he speaks this way. "Maybe, if…if I was with you, then…" He huffs, flinching away from your hand as it grazes his cheek. Yet, within a moment, he's turning back and nuzzling his face into your palm like he can't get enough, his hand coming up to brace your delicate wrist as if he's afraid you really will pull away from him. "...If I was with you, maybe I would never be what I am now."

"But I like who you are now." You insist, the smile slowly returning as it creases the edges of your lips. "I love you, Astarion. I mean it, I always will. Forever."

"Forever is a very long time, my sweet." You shoot him that naive look like you don't really get the gravity of what you're saying. You don't, on second thought–you haven't suffered through two immortal centuries like he has. "...Fine. You love me? Prove it, then."

His tone grows dark, as does the once-vibrant colour in his eyes. Something swirls about behind them like a shadow in the water of a blood-red lake.

"On your knees."

Huh?

"I said," The air grows hot around you despite the chill of his body on yours, a purr rising in the back of his throat as he pushes very gently on your shoulder. "Get on your knees."

And with his command hanging in the air, you follow so obediently you give him a pleasing shiver down the length of his spine and back. You sink down to the floor in one long, fluid motion, barely breaking eye contact as you brace yourself against his pale thighs. They don't even need your touch to come undressed, his pants falling with his thumbs hooked into the waist and tugged down just as easily as you did. He wastes no time in stepping out of them and kicking them away, but he doesn't really have the option to when you're already mesmerized by the image of what lies beneath–once the tip of his flushed, heavy cock sprung free of catching on his belt, you had your gaze glued to it like it's the first time you've ever laid eyes on him.

"I'll never get tired of this view." He smirks, all pompous and smug with no idea of the test of self-control he's about to face. Because although you may be the one beneath him, where you belong in this scenario, the haze over your eyes as you stare openly should be enough of a tell that your mouth is already watering. Astarion's gentle humming hits your ears as he takes himself in hand, tugging out a few slow strokes for your entertainment before he settles on holding it by the base, and guides it down towards your lips. He's so pale everywhere else that the ruddiness of the rubbery head is almost uncanny, but the pale pink blush that spreads throughout gives his flesh such a delicate look that you can't help but dive right in.

One slow, tentative lick up the tip, and Astarion has it written all over his face–he isn't going to be finished until you've got some bruises, that's for sure. You try another and he finally gets a grip on your head, fingers woven through your hair to keep you steady and to calm his trembling hands. Those soft kitten licks are always his weakness, each one a bit braver and deeper but peppered with hot little kisses in between. You press them all down the shaft and back, smearing the stiff flesh with spit and giving him a tongue bath that feels like it never ends–not that he wants it to, though. Those shaky breaths overhead are a telltale sign otherwise.

"More," He purrs, half-needy and half-demanding in the same breath. You kiss over his knuckles that still grip the base of his shaft, and can't help but smile up at him as he quietly taps the head against your lips, tap tap. Twice he knocks and begs silently for entry, and soon he releases a sigh from the depths of his belly as you swallow him down and welcome him in. "Show me what I deserve."

Astarion certainly doesn't need to tell you twice, he barely needs to tell you once. As soon as he's settled snugly where he belongs, he lets go of the grasp he had and watches in awe as you swallow. Every inch he thinks you can't take more of disappears inside your mouth, slid further and further until he starts to curve into the bend of your throat and loses the last vestiges of his willpower. All his strength saps into you like his teeth on your flesh–where he stole your power in your blood, you take it back just as easily with a flick of your tongue and the incessant squeeze of your throat.

"Getting impatient? Already? We've only just begun, love." You can feel the heat of his eyes shift as they turn further downward, no clothing able to serve as a boundary to hide the needy grind of your thighs together as you kneel. The reaction of your body to his rather lewd commentary doesn't help you either, and in one sweep of his gaze over your exposed figure he can see everything you're thinking like it's written across your skin in ink. "Don't stop rubbing those legs together. Show me just how badly you want me, darling."

It might be more embarrassing if you didn't know Astarion had seen it all already, and that he would most definitely be seeing much more of everything below in the future. The fact that you trust him with those fangs around all your sensitive areas is touching…and it also means he trusts you enough to be a little rougher when you're returning the favour. You've degraded yourself to a humiliating extent by being with him, by getting down on your knees for him no less, and with him wrapped so tight and cozy in your throat he's got a look like he's ready to make himself at home.

With a moan slipped in between the pauses, your beloved curls his thumbs down behind the shell of each ear, his palms laid flat against your temples so he won't let go so easily. The drawing back is easy, his cock parting less and less of the space inside until he's barely brought it back to the tip–but just as you're getting in a taste of his salty sweat and bitterly rich arousal as it sits heavy on your tongue, Astarion flashes you a wink and braces your face for impact as he thrusts back in. Your heat coddles every inch of him and shakes loose a string of raspy moans from his chest, while the scrape of your nails against his thighs and your soft, squirming tongue pressed flat against his girth only has him burning hotter. The first time is a tight fit for sure, but as he enters into a steady rhythm of pulling out and gliding past your sweet, stretched lips, each buck of his hips grows smoother and it gets easier with time. Sooner than either of you expected, you barely have to focus at all–you can sit nicely and let your attention wander up to his lusty gaze, idly suckling at whatever he manages to stuff inside for as long as he's able to keep it there.

"I know it's on your mind already, but tell me I'm beautiful, my sweet." Astarion croons like a cat to a mouse, speaking so sweetly like he isn't still ravaging the most tender areas of your throat, and fucking away any possibility of you speaking properly for the next little while. And he shows no signs of stopping, your squeaky, muffled moans as he grinds the heft of his cock against your tongue too delicious for him to think about it. But eventually he does, managing somehow to pry himself off of your beautiful, fucked-out, spit-slicked face to give you a chance. "Go on. Speak."

"Please," You croak, head hazy and your face dark with warmth. "You're so beautiful, Astarion, please. I love you."

"Will you love me forever?" You nod, the answer barely a hair's breadth from your swollen lips.

"For eternity."

Astarion takes a moment, a pause that lasts a lifetime or more, but the genuine joy that starts to spread across his smile could keep you alive for a century of centuries. It's not one you see often or ever see, but that makes it just as precious as any gold or treasure you might come across in your lifetime.

"...Eternity it is then, darling." One of those cold hands moves to stroke your hair, his touch fleeting yet his grip tight with desire as you lean in for a kiss–not on his lips, but rather the tip of his dick, of which is absolutely soaked by your influence…and of his readiness for the end, as you can see by the veins pulsing up the sides and the whole length twitching with anticipation. You can feel those little spasms through your tongue as it meets his slit, Astarion's chest heaving and fangs glinting as he gives in to the urges to nestle himself back inside. As much as he wants a proper kiss, he'll get one as soon as those frantic hips slow completely instead of picking up speed as he meets your delectable heat again. He could be using you for his pleasure alone for another two hundred years, and in your endless desire to please him you're not sure you'd oppose it–you know for a fact that once the centuries had passed, Astarion would be spending twice as long with his head down between your legs.

"One day, I'll tear that wretch of a vampire's heart out through his stomach," Astarion growls out of nowhere, suddenly sounding completely feral in the span of a moment. The ferocity with which he's fighting the tightness of your throat increases too, thought not much more than he already was–if you touched your neck you would feel the bulge of him sunk so deep he can see it, the rise and fall of that soft flesh tightening the knot in the pit of his belly. "-And we won't ever spend a day apart. I swear."

All you can do is ride with the pace he's offering, your throat cinching tight like a coinpurse the more he rams it with the full strength of his hips, nails digging into your scalp as he batters you rabidly without ever losing his grip. Soon, his query of "Ready, darling?" barely meets your ears, your attempt at not choking on each thrust and somehow sucking in a breath here and there too important for your survival.

And in a matter of moments, you're granted reprieve while also left hollow and empty at the same time, Astarion's fist yanking you back by the hair as he sucks in a huge, deep breath into his lungs. The twist of his other hand stroking himself down to the last few beats comes close to your face, your soft gasps for air the perfect background for your name to trickle out of Astarion's mouth–and with such a deep moan it rattles you through your blood down to your bones, you kneel and wait eagerly as your partner lets everything go for you. His balls tighten and squeeze as the pressure of that knot inside him snaps, and he watches with a devoted gleam in his eyes as you wear every rope of pearly cum he milks out for you in that orgasm that shakes him to the core.

"Look at that," He murmurs, voice nearly as wrecked and raspy as yours will be by tomorrow. "Painted like a canvas fit for the gods. Gorgeous."

If he could, he would save this image of you in a frame forever; your sweet, smiling face marred with the essence of him, your hair pulled back by his sweaty fingers but your eyes filled with so much love. Love, genuine and sincere, your giggles loopy and tired as you come down from the high, yet without any post-sex remorse that he fears each and every time you climb into his bed with him. It stays the same when he cleans you off and persists even once you kiss him, knees so wobbly you fall back into the sheets with the slightest push. You won't ever let him free, kiss after kiss pressed to his cold mouth as he climbs over you. Your ankles hook over his waist before he knows it, your smile desperate to be wiped off your face again once he chases that heat for the second, third, fourth, fifth, tenth time, until the sun rises and you're reminded of the downsides of entertaining a lover who never needs rest.

You might tell him you love him again when morning comes, despite the exhaustion tugging down your eyelids and the sweat pouring down your aching back. You probably will, knowing how naive and sincere you tend to be even when you shouldn't. Even so, this time…Astarion might not be able to pretend he doesn't feel exactly the same way.

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4dtk · 2 years

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but what if . . what if i sat on jjk men ' s laps huh what then

ೃ⁀➷ SITTING IN JJK MEN’S LAPS <33

the way this ask was sent in last week honey im so sorry!!! this week was busy. ANYWAY i loved writing this... especially nanami’s wew 😵‍💫

listing in order of the diff characters, tell me if i missed anything out! / fingering, vaginal penetration, clit stimulation, hints of cuckholding and exhibitionism and voyeurism, degradation, praise, clothed sex, dry humping/grinding, unprotected sex for all, use of ‘sir’, daddy kink, pet names for all, name-calling for some (slut, whore), n*sfw under the cut

GOJO loves you on his lap. it pairs with the hc that he always needs to be touching you, and what better to touch you then by already having you in his grasp right?? other than the obvious cuddling he likes it when you’re snug in his arms. in meetings, watching a movie, in public transport you name it! he likes to caress your thigh and he knows how it affects you when you rub your thighs together. gojo is tame, he tries to be but sometimes he lets his horniness get the best of him. most times, he’s pulling you into his lap more than you are sitting down on his lap, too, so u can imagine the surprise he gets when you fall onto his lap one day with innocent intent, bored out of your mind and tired of watch him do up his stupid reports for his stupid missions at the last minute. you just wanted to go home already, but gojo had other thoughts.

“missing me already?” you can’t argue against your boyfriend’s question, especially when all he’s done is ignore you to fulfil the reports principal yaga had asked him to complete. against your pride, you nod as you plop down on him with your back to him, vaguely skimming over the report that he’s written for the mission in a nearby town. it’s boring details, something that you’re still able to pay attention to even when you feel gojo’s arms curl around you, and it becomes clear to you that your idea of attention is different from your boyfriend’s. soon you can feel his hands turn fidgety, failing to pull away when his hands squeeze your thighs and spread them. he mindlessly places kisses along your shoulder, not caring that the door was so obviously unlocked. “you know i can’t help myself when you sit on my lap, now, princess?” gojo purrs into your ear, thanking the gods that you had worn a skirt today. “will you let me finger your pretty little pussy?” you’ve already sunken into him, hands gripping tightly onto his office’s table while he teased you through your panties. they were soaked in that short period of time, and gojo knows it’s all because of him — but you know you’re not leaving the school until he get what he wants. he inserts a finger, and another, relishing in the way your back arches against him and he hums at your pleas, other hand rubbing your clit in circles. “satoru— need your c-cock, fuck…” you moan out as your hips move with their own mind, grinding down onto his bulge, making the other sigh shakily before he decides that foreplay would take too long. “dirty whore, leaving such a big stain on my pants, just begging to be fucked in school,” gojo stands up and pushes down on your body, your ass still moving against his pelvis and he groans while removing his pants impatiently. he makes sure you’re in good view, tugging your head up by your hair, “if you’re going to be a slut, then i want you to look nanami in the eye when he comes ‘round to collect my report later, got it?”

GETO is in the middle tbh, he likes it as a form of cuddling etc but he also doesn’t really go out of his way to pull you in? and when he does, a lot of the times he likes it to be cute and soft and wouldn’t initiate anything unless you do. geto having you in his lap is his favourite when he’s very sleepy or drunk or crazy in love lol, he’s always turning your head to the side and littering ur face with kisses and likes to worship your body whether it’s from behind or from the side (if he wants to he’ll turn your body). and even from the front if you happen to be straddling him. oh and he loves to make out when you’re on top of him, but yes like i said, a lot of times when you’re on his lap, he won’t take it as anything sexual unless you do something. so you did, upon enjoying your boyfriend having a dream about you, panting and sighing at the lack of friction on his half-hard cock.

you stir when you hear soft pants next to you, feeling awfully sweaty from the morning heat already kicking in. it’s too bad you forgot to switch the fan on last night, but you hardly pay the discomfort any mind when your boyfriend pants again, and then moans out softly, hips thrusting into the air. you pocket it into your mind, partially because you only know yourself to be the needy, horny bitch in the relationship, but also because you think you’ve never seen something more pretty. with his long hair around him and the little ride up of his shirt that exposes his torso, you quickly snap a photo before quietly getting on top of him, breath hitching when you hear him moan louder — this time with your name laced in between. naturally, your own hips move, grinding down on his dick in time with him as your underwear gets wetter with each movement, possibly even soaking through your shorts. “baby? fuck, that feels so good—” geto groans out, hands gripping onto your hips to still your movements, although it doesn’t do much. peeking at you through the morning sun, he reluctantly sits up to kiss you, whining into the kiss at the friction of your cunt against his cock. it makes him intoxicated on the feeling of being so close yet so far in terms of clothing. “does it feel good, sugu?” you mumble into the messy and uncoordinated kiss, hands wandering everywhere while yours tangle into his hair. there’s drool that drips down the side of your mouths and the rhythm of your hips is what geto can’t get enough of. “fuckin’ love it, sweetheart. i fuckin’ love you,” he confesses and it makes your heart soar, cut off shortly by how he hurriedly tugs down his sweatpants and pulls your panties to the side; the sudden exposure makes you gasp, “and i need to be in you, i need to feel you squeezing my cock, baby.” geto’s words are slurred, and it makes you aware of the intimacy, mewling into the crook of his neck when he nudges the tip in, and slowly inches into you. breaths are exchanged and you cannot take your eyes off of your lover’s pleasured face. “p-please move, sugu, need you to m—” your sentence is cut off as he snaps his hips into yours, holding onto his shoulders for dear life. “you’re doing so well, s-shit. take my cock like the good girl you are.”

NANAMI wouldn’t have you on his lap that often, i don’t think so. he wouldn’t want you to interrupt his work at home because then he would get distracted by your presence and as we all know, he doesn’t like doing overtime. if you do get onto his lap though, you’d be shut down if you try anything funny. he’s not exactly mean about it per se but more of just holding your hips down or trapping you against him because he’s trying to focus and you are making it difficult for him to focus. the man has nerves of steel if we’re being honest, so you’d have to try really hard if you want him to abandon work. on weekends when he doesn’t need to be on duty though, you best believe it’s very domestic and soft, watching your favourite with you in his lap sideways while you cuddle into his neck and small makeout sessions in between episodes. still, you enjoy being bratty the most, and most days you taunt him knowing you have a punishment that would eventually be delivered to you.

“sweetheart, stop.” nanami’s warning came like a blessing to you, because you know with each stern sentence you were closer to getting him off of work. you knew it came with a price, a higher stake today as he was working from home, but when your boyfriend ignores you for the most of the morning and afternoon, you think it could be worth it. it was even a miracle that he let you onto his lap especially since he had to be on a call for the whole day just so his boss wouldn’t think he was doing “something else”. at first, you were prepared — staring blankly at your phone or reading a book for the past few hours but you were started to get bored by noon, only starting to wiggle your hips a few hours after lunch. thank fuck the video and mic was off. “darling, i said stop. i need this report out by today.” but you won’t listen, not one bit, removing yourself from the embrace to come face to face with him and you almost consider backing out seeing the expression on his face. “yeah, but i need you, sir,” nanami has the feeling of your cunt against his bulge memorised, so he knows you’re soaked and pliant, ready to be used any time. he could get an extension, or he could get fired for inappropriate acts, he wanted to leave the damn job anyway. “fine. if you want to be a fucking whore, then act like it. take off your clothes,” your mouth is agape for a few, before nanami mutters out again. “do i need to repeat myself? strip.” you’re quick to obey, the absence of clothing allowing you to feel the drag of your clit against him better, hips moving pathetically with soft whines. “you got it, baby. i want you to grind against me; i’m not going to fuck you until you cum without my touch.” it’s torture, knowing how difficult it was for you to get off just by grinding, but you were willing to do anything, starting to move your hips more vigorously against his clothed cock. “you’re such a fucking whore that you’d be willing to moan for everyone to hear, right?” you nod, moans increasing in volume at the thought of his colleagues hearing you lose yourself, “yes, sir. f-fuck, feels so good!” nanami smirks, leaning back into his chair and enjoying the view, and he doesn’t mind his (ex-) colleagues taking in the sight of your sensitive body rutting against him, either. “that so? better soak my trousers, then and i’ll let you cum on my cock like the greedy slut you are.”

TOJI semi loves it ig, only because he’s a huge hulking guy and likes to see you in his lap all small and comfy. obsessed when you’re sleepy or delirious from the lack of sleep that you tend to curl up into him quite a bit. most of the time the dirty fucker is thinking about how to ruin you though, but of course he does it only with your consent (he’s also a filthy man bc he likes somno imagine him trying to contain himself LMAOO poor guy). you in his lap is still a hot and cold situation though, bc he is still a stoic individual and doesn’t show vulnerability easily so he has like the bare minimum going on, like hand on thigh but looking somewhere else or pretending to focus on something else while holding your hand; it’s pretty cute! toji never hesitates to take advantage of any situation, however, and he always loves turning the tide in his favour because he knows you like it too, especially when there’s others in the room.

“toji— megumi’s just right there!” you whisper to him when you feel his hand on your thigh. it wasn’t unusual for toji to be touchy, always needing you whenever his son wasn’t around. tonight he was bold, pulling on your leg and trailing his hand down your torso before swatting him away. “so?” toji just rolls his eyes at another rejection; with his dick aching to be in you, he couldn’t care less that his son could find out that his friend was fucking with his dad. in fact, he wanted him to know — showing off how well your cunt could take him or how deep you’d go down on his fat cock. megumi’s eyes stay rooted to the TV, a little engrossed into the show to notice how you and toji go back and forth, how toji’s large hand cups your pussy, how the warmness and friction makes you grind up against it and how you moan softly that the other’s head snaps back to you. you can only manage a small, shaky smile, saying how you hit your finger before thanking the heavens you at least had a blanket over you. “dirty girl, lying so easily and moaning for daddy like that. wonder what other noises you’ll make when i…” he mumbles lowly, hands dipping into your panties to rub your clit slowly. before you know it, he’s moved you onto his lap, “...slip my fingers in.” he does just that, enjoying how your body twists against him trying to take his thick, longer fingers. you know how wet you are, dripping onto his digits that continue to torment you slowly, and you just hope megumi can’t hear the lewd noises. “daddy — shit — i need you in me, i need you to fuck me, p-please,” toji groans softly at the nickname leaving your mouth, sparing a little glance toward the other watching the television who happened to be nodding off. “daddy will you fuck you dumb soon, okay? hol’ yourself up for me— that’s it, atta girl,” toji yanks down his pants, erection slapping across his navel before guiding you onto his length under the blanket. you lower yourself onto him, whining quietly at how he fills you up and at this point, you can’t care about megumi, focusing on the stretch of toji’s dick in your sopping pussy and his whispers in your ear. toji slaps a hand over your mouth, the situation exciting you so much that you’re clamping down on him, “you’re squeezing me so tight, fuck… we have to be quiet, alright, baby?”

CHOSO is ur baby, what do u mean you’re sitting in his lap? HES the one in your lap. ok im playing but he likes affection that goes both ways so whenever you’re cuddling there’s always a tangle of limbs that you can’t tell who is who. when you’re on his lap, you’re either kissing or sleeping, with the occasional instance of watching a movie or watching choso game (he loves gaming fr). there’s a tenderness that comes with cuddling with choso, esp when you’re on his lap. just like geto, he doesn’t get sexual until you initiate it but for choso, he’s like shocked at the aspect of cuddling + sex but once he gets into it, it’s his FAVOURITE kind of sex. just the closeness of it, the way he can feel your body against him at all times. and because you’re on top, he’s also able to take the reins while letting you do what you want to his body, so give and take on both sides.

“love, you gotta stop wriggling around like that,” choso mumbles into your hair, unsure if you’re aware of what you’re doing or whether you’re trying to find a comfortable position, but he knows that if you continue on, he’s going to call off his match with yuji, todo and noritoshi. you just hum, feeling safe in the haven of his arms whilst you tune out the annoying sound effects of the firing guns and grenades that go off in these battle-slash-fighting games that you never really understood. you can faintly hear yuji yelling at your boyfriend to cover him, but you can only smile hearing no reply since choso liked to play on mute. only you know the reason why: you could always feel him heat up at his friends teasing him, a deep red decorating his pale skin right down to his neck. kissing the skin there, choso freezes up and jerks at the sudden contact, and you giggle when there’s an explosion of a grenade that his character accidentally throws; this is probably why your boyfriend started turning off his mic. “you’re so sensitive, love. even when i do this.” in the next minute, choso definitely knows that you know what you’re doing — it’s just that you decided to keep quiet about the erection that’s formed. “what about this?” choso’s eyes flit down to his crotch where you’ve pulled down his sweatpants, breath hitching as you begin stroking his hardening cock. choso’s idle on his controller now, burying his face into your neck to moan continuously, swearing under his breath when you grind your pussy onto his tip. “holy shit, you’re dripping, sweetheart,” you smile up at him, mouth dropping open when you feel choso take over. “move your panties to the side for me, good girl.” your eyes nearly roll back, sighing shakily when the other drags his dick up and down your folds, finally pushing in the tip before you bottom out eventually. the room feels like it's spinning with the coloured lights and the faint smell of the diffuser, hardly able to focus on anything but the insatiable feeling of choso’s pulsating cock in you. “you should probably leave the game,” you say with a chuckle, cut off by a moan when he holds your hips up and thrusts into your hole, the resonating smack of skin against skin making the both of you whine. “it’s — hah — f-fine, i don’t think i can be away from this cunt any longer.” choso sets a rhythm before you can protest, driving his length deep into you and letting him use your body however he wants. “you’re so t-tight, baby, i don’t think i can last very long. but you’re going to take, shit, all of my cum, right? yeah, you are.”

if y’all are still up for thirsts, hell, i don’t mind lol. send them here

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sorryimananti-romantic · 1 month

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SKRT SKRT

Konichiwassup mate! How do you do this bright evening! I am simply buzzed with excitement because I've finally managed to shake off my post exam exhaustion after sleeping through one whole day~

I was wondering what kind of medieval/mystic being our Ateez boyfriends might be and here are my thoughts:

1. Hongjoong: Fairy. A garden fairy to be exact. Like LOOK at his tiny ass (we're the same height) HE'S SO SMOL (He's actually pretty tall) HOW CUTE! (Well that's true.)

Also I can imagine him fly around in the garden perfecting the aesthetics of the place. And no, he'll not keep some basic ass fancy grass, nuh uh, natural vegetation and grass😌

2. Seonghwa: a Heavenly Nymph. Bro is gorgeous beyond words. His beauty is so sublime he can NEVER be just a mere earthly being. He'd be the most beautiful nymphs of all but equally as deadly. Crpss him and you might just lose a limb.

Yeosang: Forest Elf. Okay hear me out. LONG BLOND HAIR YEOSANG. AND WE ALL KNOW HOW BEAUTIFUL THE COLOUR GREEN LOOKS ON HIM. But yes he seems like he'll be the forest protector elf. (Maybe Hongjoong and Yeosang play together idk)

4. Yunho: Dragon. Bro is dragon coded. Like he's SO dragon. Ouu but he'll ne such a sweet dragon tho. Maybe he let's all the forest creatures sleep near him during chilly winters since he naturally exudes warmth.

5. Woosan: Nine Tail Foxes. They're a pair. Do not separate. I'm thinking Wooyoung would be the Nine Tailed fox that goes "Ohhh you look delicious. I wonder what you taste like!" And San would be like "Wooyo we talked about not scaring random travellers for fun anymore." T~T The Yin-Yang Foxies

6. Minki: The mountain diety. He's the one in charge of the forest that the boys live in. Though he's just a babie!:(( like one day a random bunny will he minding his business when he comes across Mountain diety Mingi yapping about his problems to a sympathetic Seonghwa while pouting.

7. Jongho: Moon Spirit. He descends down to the forest at night to sing to all the creatures. The animals sometimes bring him gifts like leaves and shiny pebbles. Has kept them all in a secure box back home.

HI HIIII IM SO GLAD YOU'RE BACK AHAHA I MISSED THIS

okay but i love your brain? ateez as medieval/mystical creatures? hello??

okay i've always thought about demons and darker stuff when it comes to hongjoong but now that you say it.... he fits the concept of a garden fairy so well? tiny lil joong (says i who'd look like a dwarf next to him) with his little trinkets and colours he's so fairy coded actually you've changed my perspective of him.

and seonghwa-- you're absolutely right about this one. prettiest nymph in the area and also the deadliest. too pretty for you. too pretty to belong to the earth. im glad all of us agree on that LOL

i always think fairy when i think of yeosang. fairy or angel. but forest elf is such a cute concept i can def entertain it (esp if it's long blonde hair yeosang wearing the colour green you've found me weakness). he would def be friends with hongjoong, often spotted hanging out with him. seonghwa would sometimes join them hehehehehe

yunho! dragon! coded! TAKE ME HOME!! my gut told me i had to make him a dragon and its worked so well (considering i just became an atiny when i wrote take me home, deciding his animal form should be a dragon is sth im a little proud of). you bet he'd have everyone lined up next to him in the winters for him to keep them warm and snug hoho

omg woosan as foxes yes doesn't help they look like actual foxes. nine-tailed fox duo? even better. yin-yang foxes? im violently sobbing right now. wooyoung would def scare the villagers away only for san to scold him afterwards and he would be like :D

omgg minki mountain deity trust us to give mingi some mighty role when he's literally a babie :(( but yes! yapping about his problems to anyone who sits with him long enough and the mountain creatures be like ah shit here we go again :') sometimes yunho the dragon would find this mountain deity and they would hang out im so soft rn

jongho. moon. spirit. lemme kiss your brain. descends down each night to sing the creatures to sleep? (i need him to sing me to sleep too) im gonna write a whole something about this one day just you watch BUT OMGG imagine its winters and all of the ateez are hanging out next to yunho the dragon and jongho joins them and for a while they all hang out until its time to sleep and jongho sings them to sleep and watches his hyungs with those (◠ ◡ ◠) eyes im gonna cry

#kaya comes in with the good stuff again #love how you always bring food for thought quite literally #kaya <3 #ateez #ateez scenarios #yumi.asks

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toxicanonymity · 9 months

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Toxic: this is from 🎃 anon who kindly asked about writing something for me. this is amazing and it starts after cucking stepdad with another Joel so read that first. so many references 😭 💗

Anonymous asked:

Halloween here! Here's my lil fic just for you. I had fun rereading both Joels' fics and tossing in some inside jokes and hopefully captured their mannerisms and speech (dialogue is hard for me). Thank youuuuu!:) (also ur the genius not me lol). SDJ=Stepdad Joel

Joelkemon Universe What If?

(what if you met up with Thighs after your latest cucking fun) BY HALLOWEEN ANON

1.5k, thighs out!Joel x f!reader, cuck!SDJ

After the three of you come off your high, SDJ shuffles into the pool’s bathroom/locker room to clean up. He doesn’t come out for a while, and you and Thighs Out swim around a little and you chat and flirt together. You find out he's staying at the resort for two weeks partly on vacation and partly for work. He's a sports agent for a very famous golfer who now in old age is more famous for their spokesperson work for the resort and makes surprise appearances in the course for golf fans.

You both agree to meet for dinner that evening at the nicest restaurant on the water. “If you need anything in the meantime, sugar,” he brushes his thumb against your lip and you sigh. He looks up past your shoulder and his eyebrows go up. “Just give me a call.” He kisses your hand and nods his head, calling over your shoulder “Take care buddy!” to SDJ who just came back from the locker room and has a permascowl across his face. He looks between the two of you and shakes his head. “For god’s sake”, he mutters under his breath and huffs off while you lay on one of the chairs, soaking up the sun with your book.

You tell your mom and SDJ you have dinner plans with someone and your mom says something like “good for you girl!’ but SDJ's jaw drops and he blurts out a short "No!" and then covers his mouth. Your mom laughs and smacks him in the chest. "Oh c'mon hon she's an adult. Don't be such a square.” You hear them leave while you're in your room getting ready.

You change into a snug, lacy swimsuit coverup that could pass for a dress. You put on a new, skimpier swimsuit underneath and some strappy, tall sandals. Thighs sends you the name of the restaurant and you send him a mirror selfie from the bathroom. “Damn, sugar 💦 Don’t keep Daddy waiting 🦪” You mentally agree to yourself to send him at least three nude selfie that night during dinner.

At the restaurant Thighs treats you to drinks and the best meal you’ve had the whole vacation. He asks about SDJ’s deal and you tell him the abridged version of your history.

“Yeah, he sounds like a-”

“Jackass, I know” you sigh.

“I was gonna to say a dumbass prude, but that works too." He leans back and takes a drag of his vape (🍃) and blows it out to sea. "No way I could stop myself if you were under my roof. Hell, no way I'd wanna.” He licks his lips. This stirs something in you and you feel your core pulse under your dampening bikini bottoms. He passes you the pen and you take a huge hit.

“So, do you want to fuck him? No judgement if you do.” He puts his hands up defensively. You hesitate and he laughs.

“Alright..do you want to fuck with him?" You decide he's onto something and you both start plotting.

You move to the bar of the restaurant after dinner and the sun has almost set. You send SDJ a snapchat pic of you holding your near empty margarita glass in front of the sunset. He opens it but immediately notices a glint of light on your chest: it's a very familiar looking gold chain. He immediately messages you to Take That Off and Who Took That Picture. You ignore him and ten minutes later he sends you a link to a stunning and extremely expensive Zeels diamond necklace and message that just says "please" and “im sry”. Maybe we're being too hard on him you tell Thighs. “You could be harder on me,” Thighs pouts jokingly. “You know I’d be happy to return the favor.” You smile and tell him to close his eyes. His eyebrows shoot up and he grins, eyes closed. “Okay, you can open them.” There’s something soft and hot pink sitting on the small bread plate he didn’t use from dinner. Thighs out drops his jaw, for once since you met him, he is speechless.

You text SDJ a thumbs up emoji and a selfie of yourself without the chain. You're leaning over, giving him a decent view of your tits that he came to not four hours earlier.

SDJ tries to video chat you and you decline the call. He calls you and you pick up, "What is it now?". "Just missin' you s'all." SDJ slurs drunkenly. Your mom made friends with a bachelorette party so I'm in the room…alone…" He sounded more pitiful and sultry. "Look" you say, cringing at how pathetic he sounds. "The only way I'll even think about giving you another chance is that you prove to me you're sorry. For being such an overprotective, prudish, selfish, cheating asshole."

There's a long pause. "So you don't want to fuck me?" he whimpers.

"I didn't say that" you say bluntly. He hears a loud laugh and woo that's my girl on your end of the phone. “Just wait for my text, ok?” you say. “‘Kay baby. Love-”. You hang up.

You send SDJ one last picture, this time over text, you’re in your coverup looking out over the bar's balcony at the beach. He replies with a picture of his bulge nudging his veiny hand while laying on the couch and a heart emoji next to his head.

Thighs and you head to the beach with two pool chairs after dinner. It's late enough in the evening that there are only a few people left straggling by the water. The beach bar is far but close enough that someone could see you two if they were really looking for something filthy.

You really do feel sorry for SDJ. And you really do miss teasing him and sneaking around. But if you two are going to fuck again, he has to prove he was in the wrong. And if that ends up blowing up in your face you can at least blackmail him. It’s a win-win for you either way.

You lay on the chair as the evening cools down your skin. Thighs holds your phone with one hand and with his other peels your coverup off and unties your bikini. He kneads your breasts, continuing to point your phone at your tits and face. "Are we filming?" you purr at him. "Hell yeah, baby. And you look like a fuckin' star." You blush and he chuckles, rubbing his inner thighs off camera where his swim shorts end. You flop back in the chair and he grinds his shorts and his growing dick outline into your core. A little bit of trimmed pubic hair peeks out from the tent in his shorts standing almost at full attention. That show is just for you however. He keeps your phone's camera pointed at your jiggling breasts and face screwed up in ecstasy. "Say stop," Thighs growls as he grips the fleshiest part of your hip and thrusts his covered erection into your dripping seam. "M-more!" you loudly beg and arch your back. A few silhouettes at the bar look in your direction. This only makes your nipples harder and you grind quick little circles into his crotch, aching for some friction. "Be patient, baby. You can do it. Tell your Stepdad your offer." he smacks your bottom playfully as he continues to record. You blush and turn away from the lens, biting your lip and say, "I will forgive you, if you do something for me." You look into the camera lens.

"There's room service and a box being delivered to your new room, you can thank him [Thighs Out] for covering the cost, in about an hour.” you say. “Open the box and text me if you're game or not. Talk soon!" you wink and the video ends. You send it to SDJ and he texts back "Anything for you. I'll pick up the key now."

Thighs Out kisses down your neck and sucks your nipple while manhandling your ass so much it starts to feel sore. "Wanna come to my suite, sugar? That is if I can take my hands off this sexy fuckin' ass of yours." He jiggles it while playing with your bikini straps and slowly ties them back up. You nod your head yes and pull on your coverup. You both walk back to the main road in the resort and take a shuttle bus to the expensive side of the resort. You find yourself back in his room, legs splayed and laying on your tummy completely bare. You wiggle against the soft white comforter, Thighs already rubbing your ass and murmuring in your ear. "Do you want to wait for him before we record?" You shake your head and say, "I'll still want to even if he doesn't."

"God I love your energy, baby." Thighs presses a hard kiss into you and carnally licks your mouth. He breaks it off to grab his phone and opens the camera app.

"Let's get started, baby girl. Let Daddy teach you what a real cock can do."

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Toxic: Ok the "woo that's my girl" took me out 😭 like ik it's my line but the context is so perfect and you can just imagine stepdad hearing it on the other end of the line. 😭 Also I 100% imagine thighs out being no-judgment, very in character.

Thank you, 🎃 anon 🖤

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#joelkéverse madness #🎃 anon #cuck!joel miller #stepdad!joel miller #fic of fic #love2cuck

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hi hello baahsu its me the person who wrote two (give or take) whole ass vscest smut fics in your inbox now returned after a sudden month long disappearance to (hopefully lol) continue yelling happily about this ship with you!! :]

tldr i got back into op again and noticed how incredibly dry tumblrs vinsmokecest tag is and realized itd prolly be best to add to it lol, but alas i don't rlly know what to talk about rn :,)

uh. how about this!! what do you think would be the siblings' favorite outfits to fuck in, iydm me asking??

kinda generic but i think 124ji would lose it (/pos) if they got the chance to fuck sanji in his raid suit, mumbling and raving in his ear about he should just keep it on all the time as they take turns destroying him. reiju, although not as crazy abt it bc shes a *liiitle* more sane lol, would probably find it decently hot as well. sanjis no better tho- he sees his siblings, (especially yonji and reiju cause. tits :o]) all hot from battle in those skin tight suits and his nose is GUSHING

and heads kinda empty rn so cant think of much BUT i do have two ideas that im curious abt ur opinion on (and these are purely self indulgent lmao):

i srsly think ichiji has a feminization kink, though he doesnt really realize it 'less he gets emotions. it mostly crosses his mind whenever he sees sanji or niji in more effeminate clothing, like blouses, dresses, and ESPECIALLY skirts and is abruptly hit with the Vinsmoke Horny Gene™. he probably wouldn't piece it together unless reiju (ever the attentive vouyer) just straight up told him lmao

and SPEAKING of reiju, whether its her or one of her brothers wearing them, i feel like she has a thing for stockings. especially fishnets 🤲. especially TIGHT fishnets 🤲🤲. obviously all of them have good bodies that could rock stockings, but if we're going for a lower/bottom heavy build clearly sanjis the way to go. idk i just think that if reiju were to ever see sanji in any type of stockings (ESPECIALLY nice, snug fishnets) she'd just destroy him. like suck the soul outta him lol

YEAH thats all I got rn hqdyaduqfuqf good to be back yelling in your inbox about My Thoughts again have a good day/night :,]]

Welcome back anon!! I missed you 💜💜

I've said this before but I don't even bother looking at the vinsmokecest tag here bc I know there's never any new content in it (tho I'm surprised there's no hate either, guess this ship is unpopular from all sides lmao)

I actually never thought about any of these outfits options and my mind just went 🤯 at sanji's raid suit. Like, I can totally imagine the brothers praising sanji so much while wearing it?? "You're so pretty in it, it fits you so well, look at your thighs, it was made for you, you should just come back to us so you can always wear it, your ass looks so delicious in it too" they'd do it so much even reiju would have to say something, maybe just a subtle "they're right, you know" that would instantly disarm sanji

A more obvious outfit is lingerie, with how they are just the sight of a lacy bra strap or the peak of a garter belt or thigh strap would get them going. They'd be walking around the castle and catch a glimpse of it through the collar of a shirt, see the lines under one of their pants, and they'd pull the other into the closest room, sometimes not even that, the hallway is good enough and the staff passing by doing their jobs be damned (I can't decide if they'd enjoy putting on a show or if they'd get ridiculously jealous and rip their heads off tho)

#vinsmokecest #vinsmokes headcanons

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avielex · 7 months

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i noticed rat man doesn't have an ask yet where's vernie when you need em to simp /jj

anwyays! 🍀🧠✂️💀 for MURIEL‼️‼️‼️‼️

FOUR ASKS. omg. Yeah youre right where's vernie when you need em? Im surprised they haven't asked about Muriel much lol

🍀 What originally inspired your OC?

So I had drafts before...

Yeah, this was Muriel! Originally he was just gonna be some third OC who was friends with Jordan in class, but then came the idea of getting SHREW involved. (It's a cult about "breaking the limits and reaching the skies" — aka ego shit)

I knew I wanted some sort of sweet polite guy who acted all cold and suspicious in secret, reading people like books (Snape will hate me for saying this) and not much else, just getting info for when he needs to use them. His finalized design didn't come around until someone else did, though, and even now his story is still on progress.

🧠 What do you like most about the OC?

HIS DEMEANOR. And how it breaks when he gets stressed and emotional! ahahaha angst writer things

He acts like a gentleman in public, this polite guy with poise and chivalry (but he's Hufflepuff), and then the facade just breaks when he couldn't handle things anymore. And when he lets his hair down (figuratively, but later on, literally), he's just a bit of an awkward guy with an impatient streak, and he isn't trying too hard to appear mature and well-put anymore.

vernie im typing all this for you.

✂️ What's one of your OC's worst memories?

There's this little short fic I wrote in Muriel's perspective, and according to him, meeting Jordan and not being able to read them was the start of everything that made him feel that something was wrong.

His actual worst memory is a spoiler scene, and I want to write/draw it properly when I can! But you can have this as a hint.

A quote from that scene: "You only have one shot."

💀 Does your OC have any phobias?

The hard part here: Does Muriel think he really does have these phobias, or does he think he's just acting squeamish? Either way, he's sure the fear of seeing it can just go away...

His uncertainty definitely makes identifying his phobia harder, but as a cook / barista, he definitely has an irrational fear of insects crawling all over the stuff he uses to make food and drinks. (The two-storey SHREW operates in is quite snug and clean, though, so even his mother wonders where he picked this up.) Thus, he always washes his stuff extra well before use and covers the utensil tray with a cloth or a towel when he isn't using them. (A bit much? Maybe, but he's not serving dirty shit to anybody!)

#avie's asks #thank you for asking!#WAHAHHAHA im surprised it wasn't vernie asking this #hpma #harry potter magic awakened #hp magic awakened #magic awakened #hpma oc #original story #original character #oc artwork

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angelrunners · 1 year

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Lucifer x reader fluff oneshot because i have SAD HOURS! also it's 3am and i have insomnia xD

I wanna crosspost to watty again but ehhh. Dunno if i wanna go back. ANYHOO.... Enjoy!

Mc had been struggling a bit since they got to the demon world. Lucifer was definitely being kind to them though. He was almost defensive when the others tried anything and would conveniently be there if mc needed him.

Mc gave a small sigh as they laid back in bed, throwing their phone aside in frustration. "Ughhhh...." They groaned, getting frustrated with Mammons shenanigans. You'd think itd be normal by now, but not exactly. Mammon constantly pestered mc for money and attention and mc wasn't having any of it. It was hard enough to have Asmodeus in their face to chat about himself. He was definitely something alright.

Lucifer knocked on the door before opening it, getting hit in the face with a pillow by an angry human. "I TOLD YOU TOO FUCK OFF- ohhhh heeeyyyy...." Mc went red faced and smiled nervously, shrinking down and looking away. Lucifer chuckled a bit and sat in bed next to them, setting the pillow down. "Is everything ok?" Lucifer jumped straight to the point. "No. I mean .... It should be! I'm not even supposed to be here and yet.. I'm so fucking frustrated!! Im trying so hard! I really am, Luci! But holy FUCK!!!" Mc was on the verge of tears and frustrated but couldn't seem to cry. Lucifer gently rubbed their back, feeling mc tense up then slowly relax into his touch. "I will talk to my brothers. There will be no need to worry about it." Lucifer said calmly, it was almost cursed to see him soft spoken. He absolutely only did it in rare occasion....or around mc of course.

Little did mc know. Lucifer was about to enact the texting ban. Mc was ready for anything at this point but .... Maybe not that just yet. Though they were just at the end of their rope and trying hard to not snap unnecessarily. Mc didn't WANT to hurt anyone but definitely just needed space. "Listen I just....i get that I'm a human. I really do. But sometimes it's as if my word means nothing to any of them. I want treated nice and just ... Not seen as just a human or someone to come to when you need money or such. I want to go home...Or at least have some fucking change to how I'm treated ....i must sound silly don't i?" Mc buried their face into their hands and shut their eyes tightly. "I'm a stupid human to you all..." Mc choked out through hyperventilating. "You aren't a stupid human. I am not aware how hard it is to be here in your perspective. But i do want to make sure you are comfortable with your stay. And if you do not feel like participating in things then you do not have to. You have my number and I urge you to use it as much as you need, mc." He pulled them into a soft embrace, his wings appearing and making the hug even more warm and snug as he wrapped them around mc like a huge group hug. He would definitely be kicking someone's ass tonight....

To be continued??

Aka if enough people want me to lol

#mc x lucifer #obey me #lucifer x reader #oneshot #fluff

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strawberryseeded · 26 days

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oh man..sighs.....ok so im kinda worried abt sum of my piercings.. ://

sooooo. ive been paranoid abt my eyebrow piercing rejecting 4 a whiiile now..n while tbh it doesnt rly seem 2 be that case..? 1 of the holes is just constantly slightly irritated. also ive been feeling discontent abt the way it was pierced also 4 a while; i prefer snug jewerly 4 eyebrow piercings n, bc of the way mine was done, even w the smallest curves barbell ucan still see quite a bit of the metal hanging and uggghhh i love my eyebrow piercing 2 death but im just not that into that specific look..ive been looking 4 smaller jewelry (even custom 1s) since 4ever n ive had no luck:((( im seriously considering retiring the piercing n getting it redone. but im scared the scarring wud be too visible this time since i think they wud be piercing it a bit wider(?) this time, not in the same place like the last time i repierced it. i shud prob see a dermathologist 4 dat -_-;;

THEN.. my ears. they do not plague my mind as much as the eyebrow piercing lol BUUUT all the lobes + helixes r taking 4EVEEEER 2 heal its such a pain!!!!! lol dhdhdhh the issue is p much solely when i lay down. if im laying down 4 a long time while pressing down on one of the piercings w/o notices they swell up like crazy. a warm shower + saline soaks help a TON but its just....annoying lol. sometimes after i wake up from a nap or yanno just sleeping i realize not only my neck is sore from trying so hard not 2 sleep on my sides, my ears r sore as well -_- n i just cant help but think god again???? all this pain 4 naught!!(dramatic) why am i even enduring this??? I just wanna sleep peacefully!!! T-T honestly i think a big part of the issue is the fact that i pierced both my ears when the last i had pierced wasnt fully healed (i thought it was even tho only 3 months had passed..silly). tbh its one of those mistakes that ppl on the internet n reddit threads constantly warn u abt but u dont realize just how truly annoying n detrimental 2 the healing it is until u actually make the mistake. when i think its all good one of the piercings starts acting up. when that 1 calms down, another 1 gets irritated. when that 1 is under control, one of the stupid little jewelry balls gets unscrewed n i lose it and dude im out of the little balls do i just put a ring?? MISTAKE. well.

ok whatever hdgdgdh just wanted 2 rant. im planning 2 go to the piercer next month 2 mainly ask abt the eyebrow piercing ..n maybe if im feeling masochistic & since its my bd monthhh.......get another 1 🤡

#di4ry #this is so boring jddshjj i just wanted 2 vent 4 a bit

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videostak · 6 months

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i think i will play famicom soooon idk what tho maybe space invaders or something but also i rly need to think of what i could use as a like stand for it cause my tvs too high to sit on the floor and play but the wires for the controllers are too short for it to be on the floor... before i used my toy piano but i found a super snug place for that in the corner of my room between my tack piano like under it rly perfectly soooooo ya.. maybe on second thouhgt might just watch a vhs or smthn. actually dont kno what kinda coffee table would be best maybe smthn u can fold out but smthn thats rly long so i can have both the famicom and 'lecovision on it . but now that im thinking abt it a two row coffee table might not be v smart since 1 having a lower shelf might make the wires for the controllre reach and two id mainly se it for cartridge consoles so like i wouldnt rly be able to put games in easily n stuff. guess if it was two shelves tho i could put like consoles w/ disc trays n stuff so rly just the ps2 lol. oh and the NES and pc engine idk i guess if i see smthn shaped perfectly ill get it but def the main thing is just smthn that can atleasst have the famicom and 'lecovision simultaneously on the top of it n stuff. tho also two shelves maybe would be good for pc engine and nes now that i think abt it LOL. but itd have to be like the perfect height which i wouldnt know for sure until i saw it

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mausdotpng · 6 months

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cassie and lucy's story

so first im gonna drop their 'gotcha' days!!

Cassie - July 20th, 2023

Lucy - September 30th, 2023

i think it's kinda funny i got them like. exactly 2 months and a week apart

anyway

i didnt take any pictures of lucy until she got home but she looked like a slightly crinkled toilet paper with some grey paint on it, plus a tiny pink little button nose and tiny little toeses

so cute

i was all over cassie though LOL

cassie was a baby. :( look at how teensie tiny she is

she had the tiniest of pink button noses. dare i say, the cutest tiny little toeses.

her setup was kind of ass the first week i had her :/

my fault homegirl

i was also in a wheelchair around this time. crazy

so the reason i have more pictures of cassie on her gotcha day/in general me thinks is because she's kind of like my little baby. she's basically my kid. also i had to drive ~2 hours to get to the breeder she came from

look at that little fat fuck with legs standing on my arm

at least 20 calories

ALSO HAHA i got her a car?? when i got her

she was very quickly. Not Pleased with life

i have pictures of lucy like. at the breeder

just snuggling fr

just chillin like a villain fr

snug as a bug in a rug i think

she just be doing this all the time ong

when i brought her home, there was a lot of fighting :(

cassie wasnt too sure about this new mouse trying to cuddle up to her all the time, and lucy wasnt so sure this big brown mouse was very nice

i didnt take many pictures of her (still dont, but i take enough to be an obsessive facebook father) because the phone scares her :( shes just literally so gorgeous

this was around 2 days in with her staying w us and she decided that maybe the big brown mouse isnt so bad after all

she decided the food was yummier when your whole body was in it (note: her messy hair. it never gets better)

well one day i woke up..

to this.

they literally became besties overnight ?? like im fucking serious they were beefing (cassie was convinced this gringa was her op) and then overnight they started snuggling and shit

they're buggin must not know that im thuggin

anyway. look at them now

they're literally inseparrable

every time i look in there either cassie or lucy is in that goddamn strawberry

or they're in there at the same time

90% of my camera roll = them in the strawberry

this is my favorite pic of them in that strawberry

lucy looks like shes smiling and cassie's like "bro stop thats cringe"

#exotic pets #mouse #pet mice #sorry for the long post #but yeah #thats their story !!#both of them

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my-gf-is-kazuichi-soda · 7 months

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Now this costume I improvised with pieces from Spirit Halloween.

It's herrrrr!!

This wig came with a lot more hair than I was expecting lol

I couldnt find a wrench and posed with a hammer instead. I've...never posed with a hammer. It looks so passive-aggressive threatening 😭

I couldn't stop smiling it's been forever since I've worn a costume I really liked and doesn't give me chest dysphoria. I'm winning today!!

I'd love to get the canon Kaz outfit too but I get nervous about ordering costumes online because you wait a while for them and then they might show up too small or too snug, but thankfully this one was at Spirit Halloween and I could get a general sense that it would fit just from seeing it in person. The outfit is technically an 80s exercise outfit XD. I saw it and I knew what I would do with it.

Also I got used to looking at selfies of myself with the wig on because when I took it off it was like "IM BALD?!...Oh yeah 😅 "

#costume #kazuichi soda #kazuichi souda #I wanted to make a braid but I need to learn how. Also. this hair. it's so CURLY #I have a black beanie too somewhere but this pink one was being sold next to these costumes and I was like YES THIS WORKS!!#oh wow this put me in a great mood help

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swampgallows · 2 years

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what’s a fanfic without a self-indulgent mixtape? sorry i didnt draw a card for it im lazy lol. i hope you like new wave

[listen on youtube]

tracklist below:

The Human League — BEING BOILED "Besides, you're just a civilian, not remembered and no use to anyone." [[ Just because the kid’s an orphan Is no excuse for thoughtless slaying ]]

Talk Talk — TODAY Rather he had a hot head than cold feet. Especially in Northrend. [[ Governed by the title on the wall Commit me to a life within a fool ]]

Bad Religion — DON'T SELL ME SHORT "It still fights. The wretched thing still wills itself not only to survive, but to fight!" [[ Don’t brush me off Just because I don’t belong ]]

Paul Simon — YOU CAN CALL ME AL His thumbs overlap as his hands slide over yours. [[ Don’t want to end up a cartoon In a cartoon graveyard ]]

Oingo Boingo — ONLY A LAD He is a boy after all. [[ You don’t give a damn if we live or if we die / Hey there Johnny Boy, I hope you fry! ]]

Nordman — VANDRAREN (WANDERER) "We... go. We go and go. Go..." He rolled his wrist, fingers apart. "Go, no die." [[ Det gör ont, men gå ända Du är här och kom hit som en vandrare (It hurts, but go anyway You are here and have come as a wanderer) ]]

Oingo Boingo — GOOD FOR YOUR SOUL Here he was again, tending to you, fingers clenched around a wrung wash-cloth. [[ You grab for it and then The whole thing slips right through your fingers ]]

After the Fire — ONE RULE FOR YOU He has no way to tell it this. He stared at the prisoner, the story tapping at his teeth. [[ I say if what I know is right It’s wrong if I don’t tell somebody else ]]

CLSM — DISAPPOINTMENT The human's sickly body pulled at some taut wires knotted in him, previously dormant and undisturbed. [[ If you think you’re all I’ve seen Just a spark is all you need ]]

Chicane — SALTWATER "We crossed an ocean to get here and you're asking me where the saltwater goes?" [[ Saltwater rain / Oscail mo shúile (Saltwater rain / Open my eyes) ]]

Massive Attack — UNFINISHED SYMPATHY Whatever this was, it had been missing. [[ Like a soul without a mind In a body without a heart ]]

Pete Shelley — I JUST WANNA TOUCH He tells the truth in that no one has seen him this way before. [[ I don’t want to maul you at all you know ]]

Omni Trio — GHOST RIDER You tugged at him always, even in his dreams, wandering the woods of the back of his mind. [[ (instrumental) ]]

No Doubt — BATHWATER It is no wonder your people have lived in fear of his for so long. [[ I don’t fit in so why do you want me? I know I can’t tame you, but I just keep trying ]]

Basement Jaxx — HEY U It was ramping up too quickly, too fast, too fast! [[ We fall and we flounder / Need something to ground you Took so long to find you / But then when it clicked you just flew ]]

Oingo Boingo — NOT MY SLAVE The look on his face fit no other word than astonished. [[ You’re missing the whole point, you’re not my little pet Don’t throw away your life, the game’s not over yet ]]

Oingo Boingo — STAY He was far, far away, and you were exactly where you needed to be. [[ If we get through one more night ]]

Placebo — EVERY YOU, EVERY ME HE IS A MONSTER. HE IS A MONSTER. [[ There’s never been so much at stake / I serve my head up on a plate ]]

System of A Down — FOREST Deep in Ashenvale, whether on the wind or in demons' whispers, the spirit of Grom called to him. [[ You take the legend for a fall / You saw the product Why can’t you see that you are my child? ]]

Komatic — UNTOLD STORIES Now, under the purple sky, you are snug in his lap as he rides Malak through the tundra. Neither of you speak. [[ I just want to tell you ]]

Duran Duran — THE CHAUFFEUR (BLUE SILVER) Garrosh rides back alone. [[ And the droning engine throbs in time With your beating heart ]]

Dok & Ponder — FACES OF ANGELS (CLSM REMIX) "Leave your canary in the mines, did you?" [[ I remember the First War The way the sky burned, the faces of angels destroyed ]]

Eveson — A DYSTOPIAN ROMANCE We should have kissed longer, he thought. He stopped mid-step. "We"? [[ (instrumental) ]]

Ed Alleyne-Johnson — OXFORD SUITE PT. 1 The whole time, you had nothing. Yet you gave it to him anyway. [[ (instrumental) ]]

The Stranglers — GOLDEN BROWN All of it was the same. He, too, the same. Clay, dirt, dust. [[ Never a frown with golden brown ]]

Metsatöll — AGU / SÕJASÜDA (DAYBREAK/WAR-HEART) The Alliance wouldn’t take you. Neither would the Scourge. [[Olen sõjasüda / terasharma hinge susisilma-hundihända (I’m a warheart / Soul grey as steel Wolf-eye, hound-tail) ]]

#str #jukebox

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smutsonian · 3 years

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Dark!bucky X pregnant reader with someone else’s baby

dark!bucky x pregnant reader with someone else’s baby

warnings: darkish, smut, obsession, possessiveness, some violence, stalker!bucky, manipulation, asshole ex, i dont do crack but i was on crack when i wrote this but i dont do crack, not prrofread

word count: 1.4k

an: so i have no idea how to make a headcanon so this is an attempt pls go easy on me im a lil bitch

masterlist

- Dark bucky with a pregnant reader having a baby that’s not his will probably be an obsessed dark bonky barnacle

- Like fresh out of hydra bucky who’s so lost but then he sees you, a pregnant woman all alone, carrying bags of groceries.

- He’d be so mesmerized by your glow that he wouldn’t be able to stop himself from walking towards you and helping you.

- It’s like he’s never seen something so pure but then there you are, walking around with this light surrounding you. Like a goddess in Bucky’s eyes.

- He would be a terrific actor because you wouldn’t even notice his accent and how does this guy able to speak a lot of words just like that? He’s suddenly a friendly dude. Far from the assassin described all over the news.

- He won’t ask about the lack of a partner by your side but he can easily manipulate the conversation to that topic.

- “How come a lady like yourself is all on your own?”

- And just like that, you tell him your life story. Maybe it’s because of the hormones that you just wanted to rant about your horrible partner that left you the minute you told him the news or maybe it’s because you felt so safe with this hot stranger… A big mistake on your side, to be honest. Or is it?

- Bucky would listen to every word you’d say while he memorizes every single detail about you. The way your lips move when you talk, the way you would lick your lips when you’ve been talking nonstop. How you smell; he’ll inch closer to you just to get a whiff and he’ll be so intoxicated.

- He’ll be walking you back to your home and that will be the start of something…

- Bucky would be watching your every move. He’d call it watching over you but dark bonky is bonkers.

- And he’ll see you interacting with children at the cafe, at the bakery, anywhere and his heart will melt at how you’re so good with children.

- Then he’ll see how your stomach will grow bigger as the child inside grows and this guy’s protectiveness will grow as well…

- Obsessed and protective bucky is a lot to take in

- BUT obsessed, protective, jealous, AND horny bucky will be the death of all vaginas.

- He’d watch as your asshole ex-boyfriend comes back, trying to win you back and bucky would just wait for how you’ll react while his whole body heats up with anger, hungry for murder. Preferably your ex-boyfriend.

- But then bucky would be all giddy and would wear a grin all the time when he sees you reject the asshole, telling him that you’ve fallen for someone else.

- That grin would soon fall when this asshole of an ex of yours calls you names such as a slut, whore, and whatnot.

- That grin comes back when bucky finally deals with that ex-boyfriend.

- Would you look at that? Bucky answers your call the next day, crying your heart out because your asshole ex came back which hurt your feelings and a very hormonal pregnant woman can’t just go through all that.

- Bucky is there to the rescue because he’s at your door in a blink with a lot of comfort food.

- Your heart melts at that and you’d fall for him deeper every moment he’s with you.

- How can a guy be so perfect?

- You’d secretly wish he’s the father of your unborn child.

- That wish wouldn’t be much of a dream because bucky would confess his love to you and dadadada would you look at that! You’d fall even MORE because of how he kissed your bump, promising you and the baby that he’ll take good care of you.

- Could you be more in love? This man would always talk to your bump and will always be at your service.

- You whine from back pain? This guy will give you the best massage ever.

- Cravings? No problem because this guy will fill your pantry until the whole grocery is moved into your home. The home that became bucky’s as well.

- Of course, due to pregnancy hormones, you’d be hungry for some action and you best believe that bucky will not let his girl wait.

- He’d give you everything.

- He’d see you whining, noticing how you’ve been grumpy the whole day and he’ll act oblivious but he exactly knows what’s happening. He can practically smell your fluids, duh.

- “What’s wrong, doll?” His voice would be extra sultry and you would just blame it on your hormones but this mf is doing it on purpose.

- You’d try to play it cool but this man will do everything that’ll make you so very hot and bothered.

- “How about a massage?” He’ll over, already running his hands over your stiff shoulders and earning a moan from you.

- He only smirks as he plays your body like a fiddle.

- Then all of a sudden, you’re naked.

- He’d cloth you with oil, claiming that it’ll feel good and lord have mercy it does feel good.

- He’d start from your back, going lower and lower until his focus is on your ass.

- Bucky’s pants will get tighter as the smell of your arousal invades his senses and how about that? Now bucky is naked as well.

- He spreads your cheeks before inhaling your scent more.

- He’d admire the sounds you’re making as he devours that pussae.

- Cumming once will not be enough because he wouldn’t stop until you’re begging for his cock.

- “PLEASE BUCKY! I need it!” You’d scream out but that’s not enough for this fucker.

- “Tell me what you want, baby…” He’ll be sucking on your neck, continuously pulling moans from you.

- “I need your cock in my pussy…” You finally whisper, breathing heavily and squealing in ecstasy as his cock finally enters your begging cunt.

- “AAHH fuck!” Bucky would be having visions inside his head as soon as he gets that magical pussy skkskksks because he’s never felt this way before.

- He’d be rutting into you like a starved caveman and you’d be rutting your ass back against him, just as hungry as he is.

- You just feel so good around his cock. Your walls are so snug and so wet, bucky would fucking die for that pussae.

- After a few minutes, or maybe hours idk y’all are a different type of horny…

- You’ve cum a lot of times and bucky has spilled his seed inside you over and over…

- You’d be cuddling and this man is wrapped around you like a fuckin’ koala.

- He won’t let you get away unless you’re in an uncomfortable position. He’d let you adjust but then he’ll be back to cradling you.

- He’s palm would be stroking your belly.

- “I can’t wait for our baby to come,” he’ll whisper in your ear and you know you’ve already fallen in love with this man but fuck it. You’re deeper in it so gluck.

- You’d let him kiss your face and you’d tell him how thankful you are that you’ve met him.

- Then he’s like ‘no IM thankful for YOU’ kind of shit.

- “You know… After giving birth…” You’ll trail off, making bucky wait in anticipation but he already knows what’s coming.

- “I would want to have your baby…” You’ll say shyly but bucky’s having none of that. He’ll be peppering kisses all over your face, almost crying in joy at the words you just said.

- “I fucking love you. I love you more than you’ll ever know.” He’ll stare at you and you’ll stare right back at him.

- “Marry me.” He’ll say suddenly.

- Bucky almost feels guilty when you start to cry but you assure him that those were tears of joy and you’d just keep nodding your head.

- “Yes, I’ll marry you!” You’d share a kiss before going back to cuddling.

- Bucky would be watching you as you doze off and he’ll be admiring you as you start to fall asleep.

- “I love you,” he’ll say before he lets his cheeks fall on the top of your head.

- “I love you too, bucky,”bucky’s heart melts at your sleepy voice as he sleeps peacefully which he was only able to do when he’s with you.

- Bucky would be proud of himself for being able to orchestrate everything and he’s not even guilty about it because, in the end, he was able to have you.

- And soon enough, you’ll be having a big family with him. He’ll make sure of that.

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an: i think i fucked up at some point lol sorry

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