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jessysapphireblue · 6 months
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Sleepy you Luffy x Oc
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You know the drill. As always nicknames, female and a magician. This contains fluff and freaking out. Have fun
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"Je! JEEEEE!", Luffy shouted across the whole sunny, on the search for you. Hands on his hips, looking pouty. He knew you never ignore his calls for your name, as he also checked each room, even earning some beatings from Nami since he just walked into the bathroom.
"Je, pls come here. I´m bored and-", he began to whine but stopped when he saw your sleeping form under the tree next to the swing, a book in your lap. Walking to you, he kneeled down and began to wave his hand in front of your face, earning no reaction.
"Je?", Luffy whispered and tapped your nose, as you were out like a light. Laughter slipped pass his lips, while looking at you. Standing up, he sat next to you, and pulled your head onto his shoulder, making you smile a little in your sleep.
"Shishishi! Sleep more", he kissed your head before looking at the book in your lap. Taking it, he looked through it, seeing a loose paper. Taking it, his eyes widen in happiness. On it were ideas he requested you should try to figure out with your magic, such as, making Devil Fruit user swim. Looking down at your book, he saw a potion brewing you figured out due to his request.
He swore, in that moment, he was so happy and touched, doing stuff not only for him but also the crew!
"Ah, that was great, thanks Sanji!", Chopper beamed at their chef who made him a dessert. "Sure, Chopper. Glad you liked it", grinned Sanji as "AHHHHHHH!!!", Usopp screamed, making Chopper flinch. "Oi, shut it Usopp", Sanji growled at him. "B-B-But T-T-the L-L-Lu- APOCALYPSE!", the sniper stuttered before screaming out, pointing outside.
"Hm?", Sanji walked to the door, looking outside, which made his eyes widen, and he accidentally inhaled his cigarette, making him cough. "AH! SANJI!", Usopp and Chopper screamed before turning into his heavy point and doing a heimlich maneuver on his friend, which caused Sanji to spit his cigarette out before coughing.
"Usopp, you´re right", Sanji chocked out while the Sniper nodded. The doctor himself now being curious, looking outside.
Luffy has deciaded to move you two to the other side of the deck, resting against a wall, his strawhat on your head, while he looked at your book, smiling. "AH! THE WORLD IS ENDING!", Chopper shrunk himself. "Chopper, no worries! I get the Anti- Ghost system!" "Yes! Pls do! Luffy is posessed!", Chopper began to cry.
"One way to try out", said Sanji and took a plate with desserts outside, making both boys watching before Franky and Brook entered. "What are you doing?", asked Franky. "SHHHHH!", they shushed him
Sanji came back pale as a ghost. "He said no" "Who said no?" "Luffy said no to food" "A DEMON IS INSIDE HIM!!!" "DEMON?! NOOOOOO!!!!", Brook screamed. "What is now wrong?" "Zoro!", Usopp and Chopper flung at his legs, crying. "You have to help us" "ha? No thanks", he simply said. "Moss head, our captain is possessed" "Luffy? As if", the swordman rolled his eye. "He said no to his food and is reading a book, with real words in it", admitted Sanji and the room went quiet.
"We throw him in the water", Zoro walked straight out of the door. "OI! LU-" "SHHHH!", he shushed Zoro. "You knock him out, I cut his head off" "Oi! Don´t kill him", said Franky. "Chopper can sew his head back on", he simply said.
All walked out, straight to their captain, who closed your book and tugged it away. "Shh, Je´s sleeping" "Luffy, this will be for your own safety" "Luffy-san, we promise we save you", bowed brook down before Sanji wanted to kick him, making Luffy evade. "WHOA! Guys", Luffy Shouted but quickly shut up, looking towards you before breathing out.
"Luffy, don´t worry, we will get this demon out of you!", Chopper said confident before a huge fight between the boys broke out, Luffy being busy evading every single attack.
"YOU ALL!!!!", Nami appeared with a deadly aura behind her, making them gulp.
Hearing some loud noises you yawned and stretched yourself, rubbing the sleep from your eyes only to saw the boys being stucked into the Sunny deck. "What the-" "What were you guys doing?!", Nami sneered at them
Soon, all boys said what they saw. "In conclusion" " THIS IS NOT LUFFY!", all shouted besides Luffy who looked confused. "I am Me" "No! You sat with her here against a wall, while you read a book!" "The potion book! There are so many cool things in there", Luffy beamed at them. "You declined dessert", stated Sanji, making all turn to him, including you.
"You guys always told be to be a...seniable boyfriend! So that´s what I did" "Seniable?" "You mean sensible, idiot", groaned Nami. "Yes! Je was so busy these last days and didn´t get to sleep and now she did and she deserved it" "Fufufu~ responsible boyfriend", admitted Robin. "Aww, Lu. Thank you so much. On the next island, food goes on me"
"JACKPOT!!!", he cheered. "Sanji food!!!", jumping up, Luffy dashed towards the kitchen, making everyone breath out.
"what a chaotic crew" "You mean captain"
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hollowfyshunsuikubo · 25 days
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Mayuri Kurotsuchi Headcannons
A/N: Thie fic itself is going to take a while (Uni started up again and I am Suffering) so to feed yall before the self-indulgent smut im going to write, here's some SFW and NSFW headcannons. NSFW (and NSFW contents + warnings) is below the cut!
Mayuri Kurotsuchi x Gn!Reader (but Fem!Reader mentioned for NSFW)
Warnings: Smut, general Mayuri insanity, Slight Yandere themes, mentions of minor surgery, goofy silly moods
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SFW:
You and Mayuri tend to have a very argumentative relationship once you've been dating for a few years
In the beginning, he was very possessive but also distant
He was very in denial that he felt anything, but he opened up after a while
You two have lots of arguments over morals and people
He believes that as long as you're safe, everything is fine
You're just trying to tell him that yes, you're safe. But the damned shinigami noble on the table getting a second heart because they paid for a years worth of funding is definitely not at that particular moment.
Hes often rude and blunt, but he means it in a good way. He'll often sound disinterested, but if you ask him about what you were talking about, he'll repeat it word for word and ask if you're going to continue or if he can keep working.
His version of being sweet is showing you his Lans and creations, but keeping you close my his side, his long nail always touching you if he needs to move forward or a little further away to show you something
Has definitely tried to show you how to dissect something odd, like another shinigami he picked up stole from the 4th Division. Needless to say, a fight broke out between you two, which ended with a scalpel and Akon both being thrown.
He also likes to have you sit on his lap while he's working.
Did he make a chair that he can sit in comfortably while you sit on his lap? Yes.
Does this chair have more comfort than any other chair in the 11th Division? Also yes.
Hes quite big on quality time you see, mixed with physical affection
Though some days, when he's more on edge than others, he'll opt to keep you in sight, but doesn't want to be touching you.
Like cuddling with you at night, when he can be bothered to sleep.
When he is very busy and can't make it to bed, he'll send Nemu with his regrets. He'd prefer to go himself, but it's far too busy.
He has contemplated installing a lavish, closed off, private, quadruple password locked room for you in his lab, just so he can see you easier, but he felt it may be too dangerous for you
He also enjoys seeing you chat with Nemu, though he does reprimand her if she gets too 'free' with you. Nemu is just happy her master is happy.
Nemu treats you like a mother. Yes I believe that Mayuri and Nemu are father daughter and not husband and wife come @ me. She enjoys going on "surveillance trips" with you (AKA walks around the Seireitei)
Moving on to nicknames and pet names, he doesn't really use them, but he does have clear favorites when he's in the mood. Baby and my dear are his go-tos if he feels mushy, but sweeting and rabbit are for his muh softer moments. He likes using rabbit as a teasing word. Not bunny, rabbit. He doesn't like bunnies.
He likes making sure you have things to do if you want to spend time alone, or if he's too busy.
His Captain's salary used to fully go towards funding the lab, but buying you things you want is also a good use of his money.
Hes never overstepped that particular boundary of excessive buying, though, especially if you're money conscious (all my people raised poor wya!)
Being with Mayuri is generally just an odd, but fun, if a little strained, time.
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It was cold today. You were bundled up as warmly as possible, attempting to not freeze before you go to Mayuri. You'd hoped to see him last night, you even stayed up far past your usual time, but Nemu poked her head around the corner and said that he'd regretfully be spending the night in the lab. You were welcome to join him, though.
You declined. It's been getting much colder, so you stayed in bed.
Now you wished you hadn't. You're tired and cold. A few Division members say hellos to you as you walk, and when you finally reach the lan, you see Mayuri in his chair, hunched over the console, looking at data.
"Nice of you to join me. Come, sit, now." He waved you over, not taking his eyes off the console. When you pause to wrap yourself up a little more, you hear the clacking of his fingers on the keys stop. "Sweeting, come here."
You forget about how cold you are and hurry on over. He's already leaning back in his seat, his hands away from his console, his brow irritated that he has to wait for you. You slide into his lap, and the smart chair registers that you're there. Another back pops up behind you, soft and squishy. But you opt to snuggle into Mayuri. His headpiece is a little annoying, but it's more endearing knowing you've seen what's underneath. That handsome face, alongside the soft lips that aren't covered with paint. He is finally able to get back to work, not saying another word.
That is, until he notices how many layers you're wearing.
"This lab has the best technology in the entire Soul Society, underfloor heating, and is warmed precisely so nobody is every distracted by the cold. If you're feverish or sick, go back to my room. I will provide you with warmth and a cure-all for your sickness." He doesn't look zt you just yet.
He feels a little insecure. How would you get sick? Is he not doing enough to keep you safe and healthy? Does he need to strengthen your immune system so he can spend more hours like this with you?
"I'm just a little cold, that's all." You reply gently. "There's nothing wrong with it. I'm not sick." Your reassurances did nothing to persuade him, but he supposed he could at least keep an eye on you while you're with him. At least you're with him. If you weren't, he have to take drastic measures to make sure you were. Nobody else was going to have you, that was for sure.
"Hmph. Fine." His clacking increased in speed. You closed your eyes, ready to finally cure the tired part of you, when you heard the clacking stop again and fabric wrap around you.
You opened your eyes to find he's wrapped his Captain's cloack around you, pulling you closer to him while also keeping you warm. The combination of his body heat the warmth of the cloak, and the renewed rhythmic tapping of his fingers on the keyboard fixed all your ills. The cold and your tiredness ebbed as you fell asleep in his arms, nestles close to him.
Despite the fact he was still working, he cursed you fot breaking his concentration. You were a little pest sometimes.
But at least you were his pest. He'd been working all night, after all... having you asleep with him, providing hum some much deserved affection as a reward for his hard work was worth it. After all, he was the most intelligent man in the Soul Society. He deserved to have a beautiful woman on his arm, in his arms, providing him with pesky emotions he didn't exactly not like, but rather enjoyed. He especially liked the strange fuzzy feeling he gets whenever he sees your peaceful sleeping face. What was that feeling called again?
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a/n tried to keep it as gn!reader as possible, but there is ONE mention of a womb and pregnancy. (I fully believe Mayuri would give a biological male a working uterus and womb just to get them pregnant though)
WARNINGS: Sex toys, marking, nipple play, slight exhibitionism, breeding kink, degrading, power play, mentions of branding, mentions of knifeplay, semi-public sex, creampies, mentions of cock, womb mention/s (f!reader), masturbation, implied yandere in drabble
So, he likes toys.
Hes even made them for you.
Vibrating dildos in the shape of his cock to keep you coming while he's not there.
Vibrating panties that are so silent you can't hear it when you're right next to them.
A little toy kind of like the rose toy, except it's unsettlingly like his actual tongue
Needless to say, he's got you covered while he's away
When he's with you?
RIP.
Throwing it out there: he's a scientist. He's made his dick bigger. We've all seen how he carries Ashisogi Jizo. BDE.
So: 8.5 inches (cut, he likes to be clean) he keeps it unpainted (most of the time) and his balls are clean shaven, having slightly low. Good girth on him, enough to be somewhat of a stretch but not unpleasant. Really good hygiene down below too.
Anyway, he likes to study your reactions
The first few time you had sex, all he did was watch you. He even took notes.
You can't find the notes he took but you're sure that if you can't, nobody else but he can.
He's memorized your weakest, spongy spots
knows you live having your nipples sucked and licked and gently pulled.
those first few times were just you orgasming over and over and over again
loves biting. Marking is a big thing for him, as it shows that you belong to him.
Doesng like to mark with you cum though, as he feels it's a waste
Breeding kink? No
Hatred of wasting perfectly good seed with the potential to grow a genius nearly at his level within your womb? ✨️yes✨️
Is a more dominant man in bed, though likes to power bottom if you really want to ride.
The few times he's properly subbed for you, he didn't mind it, but he'd rather not
You made your sexual boundaries clear, but he's always asked permission to test them. A small brand he healed and got rid of here, a few interesting nights with knifeplay there...
Mayuri may be off the rails, but he'd do anything to keep you by his side. He knows your boundaries, and he knows his.
Moving on, he loves to degrade you.
Filthy slut, naughty whore, stupid bitch, and little cumdumpster seem to be his favorites
He loves the risk of being caught, as he loves the risk of you being humiliated
But he always makes sure you're never caught.
You'd be in an alley way, his cock thrusting in and out like a piston, one leg hoisted into the air, the cold air hitting your most sensitive part while he uses you like a toy, his other hand gripped firmly under your chin to tilt your head back to look at him.
You're dripping everywhere, the sounds of his dick going in and out of you something so lewd and pornographic you can't even contain your moans.
"You'd like to be caught, wouldn't you, you little whore? Go on, cum then, give the men who will walk past something to lick up and stare at."
When you cum, he shoves two fingers in your mouth, causing you to choke a little. He doesn't stop his hips, but you can feel your eyes rolling as he keeps abusing that sweet, sensitive spot inside you
Without warning, he's all the way in, his tongue running down your neck to bite the junction between your shoulder and neck as he cums deeply inside you.
Theres always a lot of it, to the point where it's almost like hes got years worth just stored there (even though your sex life is somewhat regular)
Oh yeah. I don't think Mayuri has a high sex drive, per se, I just think he likes to be close with you. Any chance he gets, he's like to be spending quality time with you and touching you in some way, and sex is quite good for that.
aftercare is pretty odd tbh
"You did better than I thought you would."
he generally likes to hold you close, and uses his captains hoari to wipe you down, if you want to be wiped down.
not many kisses, but he'll talk about the most insane things (i.e, how exciting it would be to study Ichigo Kurosaki, how annoying Captain Shunsui is, nitpicking over Akons work in the lab) quietly to help you get to sleep
once you're asleep, that's when the real aftercare starts
If your an afab, as much as he hates wasting it, he gives you a little injection to prevent his seed from taking hold in your womb
because of course, he's modified his semen to bypass any and all forms of birth control
after that, he cleans himself up, becayse he actually hates feeling sticky (as fun as it all was, that's one of his few icks when it comes to sex) he gets all the cum, the bodypaint, the sweat, and blood (if there is any) off before going back to bed
lastly, he'd make sure the bed was comfortable enough for him to settle down into, and he cuddles with you for as long as he can before either morning comes or he has to go back to work
he likes to cage you to him while you sleep, making sure you really can't escape
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His mouth devoured yours, much like how a lion would devour it's first meal in days. In the tiny corner of the lab, a hidden room long covered over but with no dust on any surface- he must have planned this, you think -he presses you against the wall, kissing you with such passion yet such possessiveness, you wonder if this is how the moon feels knowing the sun chases her. Knowing such heat is so close, yet only the sun can demand when you shine from it.
Everything in your mind turned into mush as he shoved you further against the wall, the pommel of Ashisogi Jizo pressing into your stomach, pushed a little further out than normal from his hard cock, still confined into his pants.
You tried. You really did. You knew his rule -"No touching until I tell you," -but it was so hard to abide by when you hadn't had him in over a week. It had been so busy, what with his newest big project...
So your hands moved to the front of his hakama, gently cupping his growing bulge through the fabric. You were rewarded so kindly for your disobedience, with a low growl from him and a hand flying to your throat to stop you from moving anymore, but the gentle grinding of his clothed cock against your hand. His lips nipped at yours and when you opened your mouth to gasp, he slipped his tongue inside, Ashisogi Jizo pressing painfully into your stomach as he leaned his entire body against you, quite desperate now to relieve himself of how hard he was. When he took his hand away from your neck, for a brief moment you had perfect clarity, and realized he wasn't going to punish you today.
Mayuri needed you. Over a week of yearning, battling himself and working so hard for his projects costs and hard work to pay off, he deserved to just stop talking. He deserved to not have to speak, to not say any words or make any sound. He just needed you.
The air was hot as you two writhed. His needs were coming and coming fast, much before yours, but when he dipped his head to bite and suck on your neck, his headpiece digging into your jaw, if felt as if you were about to orgasm just from that.
His hands were rough, pawing at your waist and ass, as if he could tear off your clothes and skin and get to the bones underneath, and make messy, bloody, raw love to your insides. Mayuri was a mess, to the point where he himself, who prided himself on his sharp mind and ability to be clear-headed through anything, began just desperately thrusting his clothes cock into your hand.
Your moans and little gasps when he kept attacking your neck with his lips and teeth, his body pain leaving marks of his lips all over your skin, but not marks like he loves to give, bruises formed by his lips that both adored and condemned you. Lips that lied and manipulated and coerced you into staying once, lips that now tried to make up for all lost time.
As soon as Mayuri found that sensitive spot on your neck- he didn't go straight for it this time, odd... -you scrambled wit your hands to pull down his hakama pants and grabbed ahold of his bare cock. The fleshy hardness of it, the girth, and the length... you couldn't do it alone, but he would help you out. He groaned into you neck, the second sound he's made since he dragged you into this small, abandoned room, pleased with you. He began thrusting, sloppily, into your hands, as you tilted your head back as he kept on kissing and marking your neck. One of his hands moved to paw at your chest, blindly reaching into your shihakusho to toy with one of your nipples as his tongue lapped at your neck.
You're breathy moans and whines, mixed alongside his occasional grunts, echoed in the room, and despite the locked door, he selfishly wished he'd dragged you anywhere else, just so nobody would hear you but him.
At the reminder to himself that you were his, his alone, and his until he chose to discard you (which he would never do), he grunts then exhales from the back of his throat, his cum coating your hands. He slowed his thrusts down, he stopped kissing your neck so hungrily, and he withdrew his hand from the inside of your shihakusho. His breathing was heavy still, and he looked at you with half lidded eyes filled with fire.
You felt a pull in your gut as his cock, which had been softening ever so slightly, hardened again. Mayuri kissed your neck softly, featherlight, before pulling his head back, but he didn't move his hips, or try to escape the grasp your hands had on his dick.
"You're not going to waste the next few, are you, my dear?" His voice is husky, raw with emotion. The look in his eyes reminds you of a man starved, a softly boiling rage born from need of something just beyond his reach. Mayuri leans forward to brush his lips against yours, his long nail on his right hand slowly tracing down the front of your disheveled shihakusho, opening it for his eyes and his eyes only. To see your skin, unmarred for over a week, displayed before him...
"I won't."
Your voice breaks him from his thoughts, and his gaze flicks to yours again. He grins, a predator, a man who will take what he needs to soothe his hunger.
"Good. On your knees then, and don't be wasteful."
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sparklyeyedhimbo · 1 year
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The gaymer boyfriends meet IRL (no ramen was harmed) 10/?
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novagrippia · 1 year
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i wanna make out with someone
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birdmenanime · 1 year
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taking my transgenderification beam and aiming it directly at the bird club
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dinoari · 1 year
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no because why did nick and sel immediately reach for each other's necks and pull one another in?? just kiss already
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1c3d-choco · 2 years
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Ink Bendy: I have a Boyfriend but not in a romantic or sexual way. *Proceeds to hold BF with both of his hands* I sometimes beat him up and I sometimes spend time fucking around with him.
Boyfriend: Oh, I'm a dummy now. Huh.
Ink Bendy: Yes, you are, you bozo.
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sec-heriablangel · 2 years
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anantaru · 1 month
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GENSHIN + WHERE HIS HANDS ARE DURING IT
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— ꒰ including ꒱ — wriothesley, alhaitham, scaramouche, ayato x fem! reader
— ꒰ warnings ꒱ — [ex]plicit, fem! reader, established relationship, doggy/office syx,ass slapping (ayato's part), dirty talk, dom characters
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— ꒰ WRIOTHESLEY ꒱ + over your mouth
"shh, no, keep quiet… that's it, that'll help, yeah?" with how you're pressed between a muscular chest and a chilly wall, it was truly mouth-watering by how wriothesley handled you that it made you hot from head to toe, almost feeling like he could be able to swallow your body whole.
needless to say, you can practically feel that stupid, sneaky smirk emitting with a deep, focused thrust as he nuzzles his head into the back of your neck— and fuck, everything around you two begins to grow warm, neither of you can control the ache developing on your frames as your bofriend set out for a brutal pace.
you were in his office and from the outside noises, it was evident that it's quite busy in the fortress, hence why the duke had suddenly decided to take sweet precautions within this lewd situation and be for certain that nobody was able to listen to those heavenly noises you made.
wriothesley finds it equally comical and a teeny bit embarrassing by how much power you had over him.
how the lingering touch of you was enough to coax out heavy sets of breathes from his throat, how his cock would react and twitch at the sounds spilling from you, how you're grinding desperately back into his thrusts, knowing that when he reaches even deeper, offers you more of his decadent rolls of his hips, he'd race both of you closer to completion. 
with pleasure, he touches you so eagerly with one large palm tightly pressed against your mouth and the tip of his cock bruises along your ribbed walls. with heavy breathes surrounding your frame, you sob into his hand as your eyes roll back, the evident contrast of hot, sloppy grinds pivoting within your soft spots and the cold wall you're being pressed against only adding to your body being doused with a sprinkle of sweat and arousal.
heavy breathing, even heavier movements, accompanied by a racing pulse took over your entire frame— only making it ten times more intense when wriothesley began to come close to his own relief, which meant that he'd shamelessly grunt against your ears, the coil stuffed deep within your guts slowly beginning to reveal itself, your legs jelly-alike and trembling while he pumps into you faster.
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— ꒰ ALHAITHAM ꒱ + holds your hand
alhaitham peers down at you with his eyes brilliant of translucent lust turning them glossy, his blessed features exuding a strong desire as soft peels of sweat slither down his forehead.
a low, throaty gasp slips through his lips when you draw him into your slick walls, your arousal seeping through each grind he'd give you before dripping along his balls and pelvis. despite the frantic lust that is evident in the tempo of his hips, tonight was more than simple "lust", the scribe was desperate, seeking out more, undoubtedly illuminated in his touch and hold, he was ravenous.
to indulge in your whole body was what he needed to die a happy man after, drown in an ocean of you as he swiftly grabs your hand before pressing it into the mattress, tightly shutting his fingers around it so you could untangle your digits from his, even if you tried, "what's that look on your face, hm?" he brings himself to say it through a tensed jaw as a harsh cry escapes your lips.
"you're so pretty just like this,"
sloppy thrusts, mindless bubbles, and kisses paired within soft pants that had held you in a daze, all you could do was hold on tight to his hand— because here, alhaitham put more effort into his hips, nasty sounds after nasty sounds coming from your hole being repeatedly filled as you dug your heels into his solid back, your orgasm soon after bursting thick upon his restless body snapping forward.
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— ꒰ SCARAMOUCHE ꒱ + on your tits
with your hands moving to sensually claw on to scaramouche's back, his slicing pace was never faltering, not even a little, especially not when he's hissing from the slight pain you caused with your nails dragging at his skin— but he secretly likes it, it turns him on, yet he leans into your body more afterwards, always so eager to snap his hips further and further until he's able to trace every pulse and twitch on your puffy walls.
what else could be better than pleasuring his loved one? while also toying with your nipples standing erected, presented on a silver plate? you're too much for him, too much all at once that it doesn't matter how often you've already been intimate, he will never get used to all of this.
a rosy hue coats his facial expression with how your pussy was milking him, consuming his life more than he'd ever allow anybody to do so— and his grip gets tighter now, because the moment scaramouche sees how your body begins to react, the force of his thrusts casting upon your sillhouette, he cannot hold back the menacing grin that follows his lips.
his eyes crinkle in delight, "someone's hiding noises, i see," as his hand reaches to roughly squeeze at your breast to make it bounce from equally the impact of his tantalizing tempo and the roughness of his grip on it, "i want to hear you, louder," how he says it was interesting— both sensual and stern, as if it was a direct order, the ones he used to give back as a fatui harbinger.
at bottom, it made you arch greedily beneath him, the tension hanging heavy at each sound, each impassioned noise, all of it ultimately smoothing over fray hairs from your body with tears swelling in your eyes.
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— ꒰ AYATO ꒱ + on your ass
ayato couldn't possibly keep his hands off your ass, he's greedy, it's both a comfort to have his palms squeeze and jiggle the bouncy skin and the most ideal way to keep you in your place while he's practically pulling your hips against his cock himself.
he's kneading your ass now, taking a handful before giving it a light slap, one more, and slap, just for good measure, you know? — turning it impossible for you to solely focus on one single thing, wether it was the never ending increase of speed his cock had, with his length reaching your throbbing places to stroke and tease at your sore walls, slipping and pushing against the places that would make you end up clawing at his shoulders to drag him into your greedy mouth.
your kisses are mostly tender, except when ayato was fucking you, then it's more teeth and spit than anything else and the kiss was always sloppy that it was arousing again. his wet muscle was raking over your lips before you leans into it more, practically letting him devour you, overtake the slight increase in dominance you had for a second when he heaves and kisses you through growls and bestial flicks of tongue.
his digits press into the plush of your ass the same time he grinds down on your warm cunt, wiping your juices back into your wet walls— but it all happens so fast that you cannot catch your breath anymore, and when you open your eyes weakly to peer up at him, ayato's mouth ghosts over your parted lips.
your mouth feels dry from swallowing the thick lumps in your throat and sobbing out his name on endless repeat— although for the man himself, the searing drags of his shaft pulling the trembles out of you did the talking, he needn't say much.
this night though, his lips part with a silent moan escaping him, like he has to say something.
"you're mine… this is mine," he slaps your ass before ramming himself into you, his hips bucking into your cunt before he repeats it, hushing his swears when he drives his cock back. the area on your flesh burned a little as your moans grow hoarse at every new smack smack of his palm hitting it harder, "—yet surely, my love," ayato sneers, hot breath fanning on your doused lips as he slows his hips to watch you pout at him,
"—surely you can take more?"
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emeraldbabygirl · 1 year
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NO STOP IM LITERALLY SCREAMING SO LOUD IN THE INSIDE AND CRYING FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCKITY FUCK FUCKIN FUCK ME FUCK
He did the Rover challenge and lord have so many bikes and pogo sticks I AM CALLING THE LORD JESUS RN ON THIS DAY FRIDAY MARCH 24TH AT 1:20 IN THE AM
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azultecnicolor · 6 months
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Goth bofriends support group
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Rachel did get an expensive bag from someone she has not a relation with. I need to find another boyfriend who does this for me
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jerseyfranky · 1 year
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frantically refreshing the dash for ANY news once again because. my god ic ant not know whats happening
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serotonins-stuff · 4 months
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NAUTHGHY LIST | Choso *. '-♡︎
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♡︎Sypnosis: Your bofriend is supposed to be helping you decorate early for christmas but instead he gets distracted (wink) ` °.*
♡︎Warnings: Praise, Ass slapping, Penetration, Finger usage, praise. (very nsfw |mdni)
♡︎Includes: Choso being a whimpery dom.
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You never thought that setting up the Christmas tree with Choso would be this difficult.
The man could hardly keep his hands to himself while watching you decorate the tree in your cute little pajama shorts. He stared at your ass without shame, getting more excited when he saw the curve of your cheeks peeking out whenever you bent over to grab something.
"Baby, are you gonna help or just feel me up all night?" You huffed from where you sat between his legs, your back against his chest with his hands on your waist, right above the waistband of your shorts as he fought the voices telling him to just pick you up and have you right there.
You were so cute like this, so focused and set on spending quality time with him.
Meanwhile, you were untangling the lights that were supposed to go on the tree, pouting as your boyfriend was no help at all considering he couldn't keep his hands to himself. Though you had to admit that having him there was comforting, but also distracting.
"C'mon beautiful don't get all serious on me now" he teased, fiddling with the hem of your shorts and placing kisses along your neck. "There's still like another month till Christmas"
"It doesn't hurt to get into the Christmas spirit early" You scowled, trying your best to focus on the task at hand which was impossible with him touching you like that.
"In that case" he hummed, rummaging around the box beside him before pulling out mistletoe and holding it above you both. He didn't even give you a minute to process anything before turning your head to the side by your chin, pulling you into a deep and needy kiss that had you feeling dizzy.
Your soft lips fit so perfectly in his, accepting the rough kiss he had pulled you into.
While one hand was on your jaw, the other slid up your stomach and attached itself to your nipple. Pinching and fondling the soft flesh, as it slowly started to harden in his grasp. He was amused at how quickply your body responded to his touch.
You didn't stop him, instead you just melted into the kiss, letting your tongue mingle with his as a small trail of saliva dripped from the corner of your mouth. You let your worries about the tree slip away momentarily and moved your ass against him, earning a very pleased groan. He responded by grinding into you which made you aware of how needy he was when you felt the hard bulge against your skin.
One hand slipped into the waistband of your shorts, and he cupped your pussy in his palm before curling his fingers to make contact with your soaked clit. You twitched from the contact, grinding yourself onto his fingers to obtain further friction. He didn't stop you from grinding onto his fingers, instead, he just let you do your thing and watched you hazily as your hips rolled seductively. Putting him in some sort of trace that he did not mind being entangled in.
The fact that you were oozing with arousal must mean that you've been feeling just as needy as he did, but you didn't want to show it. Its looks like all his teasing had worked after all, because here you were, a writing and whimpering mess beneath him and he didn't even have to move a finger.
When he started rubbing your sensitive clit in fast circles, shivers went up your spine from the contact. Your toes were curled, feet restless from the motion. It felt too good, and your legs began to close.
"I want you to spread wide" he lured in your ear before hooking his legs around yours and separating them manually. Having you spread wider than you had before. He loved how pliable you were beneath him, how he could just move your body into any position he wanted and you'd comply just like the good girl you were.
His hands felt magical against you, every touch sending you into a deeper wave of pleasure.
You were squirming even more, your breath quickening from the feeling building up in your abdomen. He rubbed your clit faster, burying his face into your neck to encourage you.
"C'mon sweetheart" he cooed, looking down at the dark spot beginning to form on your pants. The lewd act of his fingers being hidden by the material.
"Cho~ I'm gonna-" you gasped, writhing and shuddering in his grasp as your orgasm hit you like a truck, tingles coursing throughout your body as you felt your sense of self slip away. You arched your back and gasped, a pair of lips catching yours as the pleasure subsided and became overstimulation which caused you to pull his hand away.
Your pussy was still aching with pleasure, clenching with delight as you imagined what would happen to you next. How Choso was now probably going to have his way with you.
"Aww tired already?" He teased, "But we just got started"
You didn't say a word, you just sat there breathless and aroused. Whining when you suddenly felt his warmth move away from your back.
He was on his knees behind you and you could just feel the intensity of his hooded gaze without having to look at him. In an instant his arms were around you, lifting you slightly so that you were also on your knees.
"You did this..." he breathed in your ear, slowly pulling down the material of your shorts "Just to tease me didn't you?"
Your breathing got heavier when the material was discarded, leaving your lower body bare.
"These shorts" he said in amusement "The constant bending over and fidgeting in my lap"
He reeled his hand back, pausing before bringing back to land a harsh slap on your ass. You jumped from the contact, hissing as you could feel the stinging pain lingering on your asscheek. You loved it when he manhandled you like this, when he decided to use you in whatever way he saw fit.
"Bend over" his deep voice sounded in your ear. Goosebumps littered your skin, and you wasted no time in following that order. Your face was down against your arms and your ass lifted high up into the air.
Choso could've swore he was enjoying Christmas early.
Your cunt was glistening with arousal, your clit swollen from earlier and your hole throbbing, just begging him to fuck you.
The unbuckling of his belt could be heard, and right after that was a thump, which you were guessing was his pants. You couldn't contain the wiggle of your ass from the fate which was about to be bestowed on you. He sighed when his dick sprung to life after being freed from its confinement. It was pulsating, veins clear as he lined his tip at your entrance.
He groaned from the simple contact, finding it pleasurable to just slide it up and down your wet slit.
"Cho-" you sighed from his relentless pleading "Please I-Ip need you"
He couldn't say no to that sweet voice of yours, so just like you asked him to he filled your hole in an instant, and you moaned in unison because it just felt too good. For a second, he relished the feeling of your warm walls spasming around him, and he just couldn't help but almost completely pull out and slam into you repeatedly with no warning. Sending you and himself into an overload of pleasure with every thrust.
Your pussy welcomed him with warmth, and he wanted nothing more than to feel you clench around him while screaming his name.
You were a whining mess beneath him, not even being able to form a single word from the intense euphoric ride. Just as you thought it couldn't get better he held you up so that your chest was against his, putting one of his hands down to your sensitive clit while the other busied itself with your breast.
His mouth was right next to your ear, making you even more arounsed as you listened to the soft whimpers leaving his lips.
"Say my name pretty" he whined "Tell me how good you feel"
You were dazed, vision hazy as a smoldering feeling built up once more in your stomach. It was good, the way it built up slower with his thrusts and ministrations.
"Cho... feels so-" you gasped, struggling to even form a coherent sentence
You let your mouth fall agape as your eyes rolled to the back of your head, the feeling was too good, getting stronger as your body started burning up with the heat of passion, searing you with the sensation before it exploded.
"That's my pretty girl" he whimpered, cursing at the tightening of your pussy around his cock "Going dumb on my cock like the good girl you are him?"
"Fuck" he cursed as a thick stream of cum shot out of him and filled you up, the white liquid streaming down your leg as Choso chanted your name over and over again.
The both of you stayed in that position for a while, and if your boyfriend wasn't holding onto you, you were sure your legs would give out on you. You could feel his heart pounding against your back, his chest moving up and down in a heavy manner.
He kissed the side of your forehead and smiled.
"Looks like we'll be making it on the naughty list this Christmas" he panted and you smiled softly.
"Uh huh" you giggled "Looks like it"
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A/n
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eiserincash · 3 months
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Let me hook y'all up rq.
Armin will always be the ex man--we know this.
Connie and Ony will be the loves of our lives--now of course!
But I feel like if Armin came over one day to make it right with you, not knowing you had--not one but TWO--men that loved you like there was no end. You never talked to him, so what was there to tell him now?
So imagine you're not home, but rather at school focusing on your studies so you could be a lawyer. Meanwhile Connie and Onyankopon are enjoying their days off of work, cleaning the house or sometimes running out to get something from the store. They were getting ready to finally head out of the door while Armin was just about to press the doorbell. As soon as Ony swung open the door to step out, he was met with a shorter man with blonde hair, ocean blue irises, and freckles along the bridge of his nose and some sprinkling around his cheeks. He was holding a bouquet of what seemed to be your favorite flowers and a little pink bear. Connie was unaware of the reason his boyfriend came to a quick halt right in front of him "Ony, what the fuck!" He said, bumping into his back and his phone falling from out of his hands and onto his foot, having him to wince in pain and whisper curses as he bent to retrieve his phone. The silence between Armin and Ony was loud, just before Ony spoke up first--er... Tried to.
"Who the fuck is you?"
"Is Y/N here?"
They both fell silent. The bass in their voices startling one another. Armin had a hunch that Ony's voice would be deep, but not as raspy as it was. While Ony thought Armin's voice would be as quiet and hushed as an embarrassed kid, only to be met with a fairly deep and silky voice.
Connie heard the doubling voices and grew more curious "Hey O'. Who's that?"he asked, pushing his bofriend out of the wy of the front door to attempt getting a peek of the person standing before him.
He was able to push him aside and get a view of the person in front of the door. He stood there, confused and somewhat angered. Standing tall to look down on the slightly shorter male, crossing his arms in front of his chest to seem more intimidating.
"What you need to see her fa'?" Ony asked deeply. Stuffing his keys and hands into his pockets and slumping over just a bit. "Oh, y'all must be her luh' friends. Imma just-" he cut himself off, squeezing between the men and welcoming himself into the house. This took Connie and Ony by surprise and angered them even more.
Armin is fr so disrespectful, he don't care about them. He would be the type to let them walk in and watch you get your back blown out. Then he'd be found somewhere in the dumpster the next day :)
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wingedhallows · 3 days
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bloody party; wolfstar
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pairing: wolfstar x reader | 0.9k words plot: finding your bofriend cheating you at a gryffindor party sucked, good thing sirius and remus liked you bloody all the same. prompt: "bloody party" authors note: this might have a second part, since it has an open ending. I hope you like it :)
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The bass thumbed through you, faintly. The smoke filled your lungs between quiet sobs, the tears probably smudging your makeup. Your bloody knuckles hurt and shivered as you tried to hold onto the cigarette. How could he throw your relationship away like this? Like it never meant a thing?
It was a good night, good music, good people and greater booze. Remus and Sirius went out for a smoke so you made it your mission to find your own boyfriend. Fleetwood Mac was playing and you felt on cloud nine. Your hair flew with a twirl and a big smile was evident on your face, you felt pure bliss.
Marlene slumped her arm over your shoulder, yelling along to the music as she pushed a cup of mystery liquid to your lips. You took a sip with a smile, bacardi cola, and swayed along with her for a few more moments.
You caught a glimpse of James talking to a pretty blonde, his face adorned with a flirtatious smile.
You left Marlene to her friends and kept on searching for the boyfriend in question.
Felix had to be somewhere here, right? A few more steps forward you were able to see him, his reddish hair, the black watch you had given him for Christmas last year.
Then you saw the full picture, his hand was entangled in a brunette's hair, his other on her bottom and his lips on hers. Their mouths seemed to dance to a song you couldn’t hear, to taunt you.
Your heart dropped into your stomach as your fists balled. You saw red, deep red.
Your jaw tightened as you stared at the both of them, your feet seemed to have developed a mind of their own as they got you right to them.
As his eyes found yours, he pulled away. The girl turned around, her eyes wide. You see, you had a reputation. Not a good one but a reputation, alright. You were prone to use your fists before talking so as you got real close and whispered.
“Run.” She didn’t think twice and took off.
“Y/N, honey. My love, this is a misunderstanding.” His hands tried to keep you at a distance, his eyes wide. People around you formed a circle, excited to see you give way to your reputation but also scared for Felix.
“You’re dead.” You snarled before you sent him to the ground with a right hook. A tooth clattered along the stone tiles as he held his cheek.
“You don’t cheat on me.” Your hands twitched in anger as tears threatened to spill. You got on top of him and threw punch after punch, the boy now unconscious, blood everywhere. The music was still playing, people danced and you stared down on your bloody, beat ex-boyfriend without a twinge of remorse. 
Suddenly your arm was yanked and you were pulled off of Felix, who didn’t move.
“What the fuck, Y/N.” Tristan, Felix’ best friend yelled in your face. He yanked your arm once more but the more you looked at him, the more he annoyed you.
You saw Sirius and Remus approaching with worried expressions on their faces. Sirius had Tristand by the throat in an instant and Remus held you, examined your face and body.
“He’s alive.” Lily threw in, wiping her hands on her black dress.
“If you touch her again..” You didn’t listen any further as you turned around, bent down to Felix’ unconscious form and robbed him of his pack of cigarettes. Without looking back, you walked off.
“Y/N, love.” Remus called after you but you just gave him a tight smile. “Five minutes, Rem.”
He nodded and turned back around to help Sirius who was still holding back a very agitated Tristan. 
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Your white summer dress was ruined, it was full of Felix’ blood. The cigarette was nearing its end and the alcohol was slowly but surely wearing off. The bliss you had felt hours ago, was gone, utterly destroyed.
“This bloody fucking party.” You mumbled more to yourself than anyone else.
“Here you are, birdy.” Remus came into sight, Sirius right behind him. “We searched for you, dove.” He spoke and sat down next to you. His hand brushed some hair out of your face, his thumb tried to gently rub some blood off your cheek but you just took another drag from your cigarette.
“We made sure no one talks.” Sirius said as he took another sip from his beer.
“He was an asshole anyways.” He tried again, but you just wouldn’t answer. Remus and Sirius shared a look, worried.
“He was undeserving of you, dove. I hope you know that.” Remus spoke before he sank to his knees before you. His big hands rested on your knees.
“You deserve so much better, someone who would wreck the world for you.” He spoke.
Your eyes now found his as you flicked the done cigarette to the ground.
“Someone who loves you unconditionally.” He rested his hand on top of yours, Sirius joined, his hand now also on yours.
“Who’s that?” Sirius hand found your cheek, thumb on your lips as he whispered. 
“Who do you think?”
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