#fire in his fingertips

[sinful-liesel]

Yubisaki kara Honki no Netsujou - Charao Shouboushi wa Massugu na Me de watashi wo Daita vol.9

Original Title: 指先から本気の熱情～チャラ男消防士はまっすぐな目で私を抱いた～9 Author: Tanishi Kawano Release Date: August 18, 2023 Type: Manga (Physical Release) Genre: Teens Love

※Available digitally in English on Coolmic under the title "Fire in his Fingertips".

#tl manga #yubisaki kara honki no netsujou #fire in his fingertips #tanishi kawano #teens love #josei muke

[pearlietomb]

Found this screencap while going through my camera roll lol he’s sexy asf

Hello?? Hi, yes, I’d like to place an order for one of him, please.

manga: Yubisaki Kara Honki no Netsujou/ Fire in His Fingertips: A Flirty Fireman Ravishes Me With His Smoldering Gaze

status: ongoing

#Yubisaki Kara Honki no Netsujou #Fire in His Fingertips: A Flirty Fireman Ravishes Me With His Smoldering Gaze #fire in his fingertips #smut manga #smut screencaps #firefighter ml #jealous of fl #lucky hoe #sexy ml

[loudsoftsonance]

Fire in His Fingertips, Vol 4 - Kawano Tanishi

When you’re group has various levels of drunken-ness

#manga #fire in his fingertips #kawano tanishi #anime #drunk friends #i feel called out

[zeynikey]

#fire in his fingertips #anime

[fellowmedia]

#thefellow with a #mini #manga #haul #cover #art vid. Showcasing #new #newrelease for my #anime #fans/#followers #kubo #cantstopcursingyou #astra

Excited to continue my Hype for Can't Stop Cursing You! Also finally got Astra completed lol.

Mini Manga Haul 5322:

https://vm.tiktok.com/ZTdbSQLoW/

#the.fellow #anime #manga #haul #cover #art #new #yuuna and the haunted hot springs #fire in his fingertips #astra

[toonabby]

Happy 31st birthday, Nicholas Andrew Louie!

#nicholas andrew louie #crunchyroll #sound cadence studios #a couple of cuckoos #midautumn #fire in his fingertips #hello kitty super style

[ljaesch]

Ascendent Animation Wins a Bronze Telly Award for the Fire in His Fingertips Anime Series

Ascendent Animation has announced that they have brought home Bronze from the International 44th Annual Telly Awards for 2023 in New York City. They won the award for their English dubbed series, Fire in his Fingertips. (https://www.tellyawards.com/winners/2023/online/series-series-animation/fire-in-his- fingertips/289188/) Executive Producer, K. Cornell Kellum of Ascendent, tweeted out on the…

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#anime #Ascendent Animation #Fire in His Fingertips

[attineilde]

its always like oh I should start moving on from aftg and reading smth else BUT NOOOO it's always got to be Neil Josten let his cigarette burn to the filter without taking a drag. He didn't want the nicotine; he wanted the acrid smoke that reminded him of his mother. If he inhaled slowly enough-

#he could almost taste the ghost of gasoline and fire #it was at once revolting and comforting #and it sent a sick shudder down his spine #the jolt went all the way to his fingertips #dislodging a clump of ash #it fell to the bleachers beneah his shoes and was whisked away by the wind #yall continue to the 2nd paragraph 😘😍 #aftg #all for the game #all for the gay #neil josten #the foxhole court #andreil #exy is sexy #psu foxes #palmetto state foxes #the raven king #the king's men #aftg trilogy #all for the game trilogy #the foxes #nora sakavic

[leavemetoplaythesims]

here

#the one that would be the least effective at killing you would be felix #the other ones have powers #one's a werewolf one's a vampire and one can make fire from their fingertips so yeah #and felix can't do shit #all his friends have superpowers and he got joint pain #i made this from scratch can you tell? #i need to go to bed #i just needed to do this cause it fit so well

[engshoujosei]

Fire in His Fingertips: A Flirty Fireman Embraces Me With His Blazing Stare

3 volumes (in English as of 4/17/2023, ongoing)

Licensed by Seven Seas & Coolmic

Fujihashi Ryo enjoys her job as an office worker well enough, but it doesn't hold a candle to the exciting job of her childhood friend Mizuno Souma, who works as a fireman. He and his handsome buddies are more than happy to entertain ladies with their heroic tales. Ryo wants to set up Souma with a girl in her office, but he's too much of a playboy to settle down...or so she thinks. It turns out that he has the hots for her, and when he rescues her from a fire in her building, a different kind of spark begins to fly! In this sexy romance for Mature Readers, one fiery couple really turns up the heat.

Status in Country of Origin

8 Volumes (Ongoing)

120 Chapters (Ongoing)

Tags:

Adapted to Anime

Borderline H

Childhood Friend/s

Friends Become Lovers

Nudity

Office Worker/s

#Yubisaki kara Honki no Netsujou - Charao Shouboushi wa Massugu na Me de Watashi o Daita #Fire in His Fingertips: A Flirty Fireman Embraces Me With His Blazing Stare #drama #josei #romance #smut #KAWANO Tanishi #2018 #2010s #manga #ongoing #seven seas #WWWave Corporation #Zettai Ryouiki R! #Clair TL #coolmic #Seiunsha

[icemde]

Tag Drop 02. Characters

❄*:·. snowflakes on his breath « gray. »

❄*:·. passion in his flames « natsu. »

❄*:·. stardust in her lungs « lucy. »

❄*:·. loyalty that is she « erza. »

❄*:·. limitless as the sky « wendy. »

❄*:·. the ocean in her eyes « juvia. »

❄*:·. regal as winter « lyon. »

❄*:·. fate rests in her hands « cana. »

❄*:·. the pride of the stars « loke. »

❄*:·. devil horns in halo light « mira. »

❄*:·. time at her fingertips « ultear. »

❄*:·. beauty of the first snow « ur. »

❄*:·. rose from the fairies flames « fire fairies. »

❄*:·. where you love the most and act the worst « fairy tail. »

#❄*:·. snowflakes on his breath « gray. » #❄*:·. passion in his flames « natsu. » #❄*:·. stardust in her lungs « lucy. » #❄*:·. loyalty that is she « erza. » #❄*:·. limitless as the sky « wendy. » #❄*:·. the ocean in her eyes « juvia. » #❄*:·. regal as winter « lyon. » #❄*:·. fate rests in her hands « cana. » #❄*:·. the pride of the stars « loke. » #❄*:·. devil horns in halo light « mira. » #❄*:·. time at her fingertips « ultear. » #❄*:·. beauty of the first snow « ur. » #❄*:·. rose from the fairies flames « fire fairies. » #❄*:·. where you love the most and act the worst « fairy tail. » #FINALLY FUCKING DID THESE #now i have to do bond tags #but that's a later issue

[meirimerens]

this thing's been in my ao3 drafts for 3 weeks at this point & the chances that it is deleted bc i don't finish it on time are non-negligible but every time i show up to paste a few sentences it does make me laugh

#i would never make dankovsky the affront of calling him catholic but we going raised christian orthodox theomachist lore #and as it is my goddess-given right his mom will indulge in theotokos realness. it might be blasphemous of her but it's okay. she can. #DID I or DID I NOT write #''Burakh’s not religious; he knows Dankovsky isn’t either; but he can’t say he does not feel in some way ; in his way #in their own private ; delicate (somehow) way ; that he is touching sainthood — something akin to saints ; but not martyrs: #when they were alive ; awake with grace ; alight with the fires of sacred blessings #trembling with ecstasy under the touch of the divine. (It does not escape Burakh that Dankovsky is trembling under his fingertips.) #DID I NOT. #i can have a little blasphemy as a treat #writing diaries...

[shotmrmiller]

it turned to smut in seconds, i cannot control my own hands, ok. 18+ (implication of breeding kink or something and simon's a jealous boy)

ex-husband simon who signed the divorce papers without a fight. it'd stung, you're not gonna lie, but it needed to be done and the fact that he didn't make a big fuss about it made things easier for you physically. (emotionally you were in shambles because did he not even want to try and fight for you?)

he comes over only on the weekends when he's on leave.

he's a good father to his boys. he takes them to their softball games when he can, buys them the ice cream and takes them toy shopping.

and then there's a sharp knock at your door on a wednesday afternoon.

"simon?"

he walks in like he owns the place, which technically he does- even pays the mortgage because there's no way you would be able to afford living here with your own measly income.

"what's this the boys are tellin' me 'bout a man bein' in here?" his voice is calm, steady. but you know simon better than you know yourself, and he's furious.

"i- i'm not sure-" he swipes his hand in the air and your mouth clicks shut.

"don't lie t'me, poppet, or i'll be findin' him myself an' you really don't want tha'."

what man? there hasn't been any since the divorce! you're digging through your memories, scrambling to find what the hell he's talking about when-

"oh! it's the plumber!" you take steadying breath. "i called a plumber on sunday. i needed the kitchen sink fixed."

his dark eyes are piercing, so sharp they could cut. simon's always been a walking lie detector, and it's unnerving to be on the opposite end of that analyzing stare.

he nods imperceptibly, then flicks his gaze to behind you, over your head. "show me."

you scoff indignantly. "show you what? the bloody sink?"

simon wordlessly heads to the kitchen and his knees pop as he kneels-

he's actually checking the fucking sink.

with a grunt, he leans his head into the cabinet and twist awkwardly which is no doubt causing a familiar pain to flare up in his lower back. you can't help but wince in sympathy.

lo and behold, there's a shiny, white elbow in the middle of the rest of the dirty, scratched pipe.

he hums, and rises to his feet, closing the cabinet with his leg.

simon approaches you slowly, fingertips touching the kitchen island as he rounds it. "palms flat on the counter, sweetheart."

oh. oh you know exactly what that means, and your pussy throbs almost in reflex. months without his touch and your body still responds the same.

your protest already at the tip of your tongue, almost involuntarily because principles, but he sees right through you, as he's always done.

"jus' a reward for all o' your hard work. takin' care o' the boys is a stressful job all on its own." his worn hand cups the underside of your jaw tenderly. "aren't i always good t'ya?"

your exhales are weak, just like your resolve. "okay."

simon's eyes glint with satisfaction as he lifts his hand, index pointing upwards and twirls it in a slow, deliberate motion.

your palms are flat on the counter when he curls his fingers into the waistband of your shorts and knickers, tugging them downward.

they're flat on the counter when he lowers himself to his knees and taps the inside of your foot, indicating you to widen your stance.

they're curled into fists when his breath puffs against your slick cunt and his warm tongue slides through your folds, drawing lazy circles around your bud. a tingle of arousal shoots up your spine, his mouth sparking a fire right under your navel.

they're reaching for simon, nails sinking into the delicate skin of his wrist as your back bows when you come on his tongue, vision spotted with black, blurry dots and white hot ecstasy coursing through your veins.

your hands are now crossed at the base of your spine, your cheek pressing into the cool kitchen counter as he bends you over it.

"15 minutes before the boys are home from school. tha's plenty o'time, yeah?"

a rhetorical, if you've ever heard one.

your knuckles stain white as you clench your fists at the heavy, hot weight of his manhood stretching your walls to take him in, a sweet burn that you've always loved. he's gentle but sure, bottoming out in one smooth stroke that pushes the air out of your lungs. the sibilant hiss simon lets out is never fails to elicit a whimper out of you.

"fuck," he groans. "i could stay inside this pretty pussy forever."

and the dirty talk. how much you've missed it.

"would you like tha', pet? be inside of ya til you don't know where i end and you begin?"

a garbled mhm slips past your lips. your head already empty at just the sensation of being so unbearably full that it feels like you're tearing at the seams.

"another time, then, since the kids'll be home soon."

he begins to move, shallow but firm thrusts that drag his cock along your nerves deliciously- a sure fire way of getting you to climax around him in minutes.

your walls begin to squeeze down as the knot in your stomach tightens, and he lets go of your wrists, looping an arm around your waist and straightens you- his broad chest to your much smaller back.

his clever fingers wind downwards, and rub precise, little circles on your slippery clit, and it's all too much, you're hurtling toward the precipice at neck break speed- "god, simon, please-"

his pace never falters, not his hips nor his fingers as your moans begin to rise in pitch. "i'll get ya there, love."

he does, he gets you to your highest peak- blindingly intense- one that chokes the very breath out of you and slackens your knees. "i've got ya."

there's no strength left in you to brace for the spine-jarring thrusts he gives after, the only thing keeping you from sprawling forward is the arm that's looped around you as he pulls you to him.

"on anything?" he rumbles.

your ears ring at that because he can't possibly- your head shakes unbidden.

"good."

the last four thrusts are heavy, backed by his weight, and he smothers a loud groan into the junction of your shoulder as he finishes inside of you- thick, viscous cum filling you until it begins to drip and fall to the floor with an audible plop.

he presses tender little kisses to your sweaty shoulder and nips the side of your neck. "just in time."

the clock on the stove says 5 minutes before the bus gets there.

he helps you redress, chuckling under his breath when you won't look him in the eye. "i'll get the kids, go get cleaned up."

the knot in your chest loosens when you hear the boys' laughter at seeing their father on the driveway. it loosens when simon picks both of them up, one in each arm, and glances up at you as you look down at them from the window.

heat licks up your cheeks when he gives you a smarmy little grin.

idiot.

#call of duty #simon ghost riley #simon ghost riley x f reader #simon ghost riley smut #simon ghost riley x reader #cod mw2 #simon ghost riley x you #simon riley smut #cod smut #cod mwii #simon riley #ghost smut

[thelittlestspider]

the dd tv series did a lot of shit wrong but one thing i'm glad about is that they let matt have realistic limitations.

#kimi watches dd #the whole 'world on fire' thing is kind of dumb though #but i'm so glad they didn't have matt being able to read print with his fingertips #or be able to tell colors apart by temp #bc it makes no sense

[ljaesch]

Ascendent Animation Announces Release of Fire in His Fingertips 1 and 2 on Blu-ray

Ascendent Animation Announces Release of Fire in His Fingertips 1 and 2 on Blu-ray

Ascendent Animation is turning up the heat with the physical release of Fire in His Fingertips: My Childhood Friend is a Fireman (eight episodes) and Fire in his Fingertips 2: My Boyfriend is a Fireman (eight episodes) on Blu-ray disc. Each season is being sold separately. Both releases include dual English and Japanese language tracks, and subtitles in English and Spanish. Special Features…

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#anime #Ascendent Animation #Fire in His Fingertips

[ervotica]

please don’t go, i love you so

pairing: young!coriolanus snow x reader

warnings: a lil toxic!coriolanus, he’s rough with r, possessive talk, quite tame in this but imma tamp it up soon, a bit of making out and being lovey

note: i do not careee about who likes this character or who doesn’t okay i am writing about him because he is literally one of the hottest men i’ve ever seen, kay? i’m not here for moral dilemmas thank u, enjoy (yes i will follow up w smut and my young!coriolanus snow reqs are OPEN!) please please remember to comment and rb, it helps me so much!

hunger games masterlist

Coriolanus is possessive.

It sickens him to his very core, sends nausea rolling like a wave through his chest; he’s not a child. Yet, the mere sight - thought - of you engaging with any other man, even innocently, is enough to have him seeing red: white-knuckled, muscles drawn taut like a bowstring, ready to eliminate any and all threat standing between him and his girl.

It's the way those boys look at you. As if you're a piece of meat, a toy to play with that they're just begging, aching to sink their teeth into, to leave a permanent mark on. The boys in this district are barbaric- that's what Coryo thinks anyway. It's disgusting, the things that he knows they think about you.

It's been a long day in District Twelve. Coriolanus' grey jumpsuit rubs and itches and his skin crawls with an uneasiness settled at the pit of his stomach. It's a warm day, his skin sticky as he peels the top half of the jumpsuit from his slender arms and ties it neatly around his waist. The grass by the lake is damp with the leftover dew from the morning.

He catches sight of you amongst the trees, weaving and bobbing through the undergrowth as you do, your lithe fingers brushing against leaves. Your head dips and then raises as his tall figure creeps into your peripheral vision. A smile graces your features, real and earnest with all your teeth.

There’s a slight waver in your countenance when you catch Coriolanus’ own expression; his brows are knit, pushing his forehead into a crease, lips pushed together tersely.

You walk straight into his arms, balancing yourself on one leg and pushing your shoulder underneath his armpit. You needle your way in, your forehead rested against his chin, so close you can feel his breath against your face.

“Hi, gorgeous,” you murmur. You reach up to push out the ridge in his brow and your thumb traces the bridge of his nose in a way that couldn’t be perceived as anything other than unbridled affection. “Something wrong?”

His slender fingers settle against your waist. You shiver at the contact when he spins and pushes you back into a tree. The bark digs into your back as you shuffle to meet his eyes— his eyes that have suddenly clouded with something dark and possessive.

“What is it?” you ask again; your voice is becoming more strained the longer he stays quiet, your own hands snaking up his arms like vines and squeezing.

He shakes his head and drops his face to look at you properly.

“Nothing. I have you.”

“Okay.” You click your tongue, tilting your head at him. His face gravitates towards yours, breath hot and mixing with your own. “You gonna kiss me or what, handsome?”

He doesn’t need any encouragement, surging forward to catch your lips between his own; his hands are rough, kneading the soft flesh of your hip. His other makes its way up to your jaw, fingertips pressing so hard you’re sure he’s branding you. You’ve never been kissed like this, with such fervour and passion and need. You gasp into his mouth and your arm wraps around his neck to pull him further into you.

“Coryo,” you pant.

“Shh,” he forces out, his fingers suddenly an iron grip around your neck; the hollow of your throat is bared to him and bobs under his cruel touch.

“Coriolanus, that hurts,” you say, strangled. His eyes are alight with a fire, a blazing inferno roaring in his head as he squeezes your throat and laughs.

You wheeze, clutching at his wrist in an attempt to loosen his grip. He obliges you, running a thumb over the indents he’s left in your soft skin to smooth them away.

“You know I’d never hurt you, right?” he asks. His head drops to the juncture of your neck, arms hooking loosely around your middle as he relaxes into you. “I just wanted to feel you. To know you’re mine.”

The incident is forgotten as soon as it ends. He has a charm in that sort of way; you don’t see his faults even when he shows them to you clear as day. You’ll never see what’s right in front of you even if he wants you to.

“Of course I’m yours, Coryo. Why wouldn’t I be?”

“The way they all look at you here…” He falters. “Like they all want you. Like they want to take you away from me. You’re mine- they have to understand that.”

“No one could take me away from you,” you giggle, your temple resting against the tip of his shoulder so you can duck your head to meet his eyes. “I know where I belong. And that’s right here with you.”

“Good.” He mouths at your neck like a man starved, arms coming right up until they’re hooked just underneath your own. He pulls away heaving for breath.

“Wanna show me just where you belong?”

#coriolanus snow x reader #coriolanus snow #coriolanus snow fanfiction #coriolanus snow fic #coriolanus snow fluff #coriolanus snow x you #the hunger games x you #the hunger games x reader #the hunger games fic #the ballad of songbirds and snakes #the ballad of songbirds and snakes fanfic #writer #writers on tumblr #writing #coryo snow #writing for fun #coriolanus snow smut