#here u go u filthy sinners

[slvttyspider]

new header ,,, for now. might mess w/ it still. additionally, trying a different pen name here: malice. if u think u can make a nickname out of that, go for it and call me anything u like.

#fuckin filthy sinner. / ooc. #its 12am and im so sososo rusty. graphics what #to delete * #we knew each other prior to angel - u know my name well and good. ur ok to use just. not out here yk? #just trying it anyway. there's other names but im so unsure abt going with them:') #as we know a handful of internet people dont like hh. its just for precaution lol

[tyonfs]

high-waisted shorts

❝ i noticed you staring at my ass earlier, by the way. do you want me to get my shorts out of the way so you can get a better look? ❞

PAIRING ▸ huang renjun x fem!reader

GENRES ▸ smut, fluff, crack, college au, strangers to lovers au

WARNINGS ▸ profanity, alcohol consumption, sexual tension, teasing, dirty talk, one night stand trope, fingering, palming, oral (fem. receiving), more oral (m. receiving), choking, raw sex (pls use protection), in this society we make important decisions with rock paper scissors, copious amounts of anime references, ft. jaemin, hyuck, and jeno tormenting poor renjun

SUMMARY ▸ huang renjun might be the least committed to all this “bitch hunting” bullshit, and he doesn’t want to stoop to the level of stupidity his friends are at. that’s why he’s pissed when you’re strutting around in those high waisted shorts wherever you go, making renjun lose all sense of reason.

PLAYLIST ▸ like by bts • cravin by danileigh, g-eazy • 23 by chase atlantic • sparkle by radwimps

WORD COUNT ▸ 7,850 words

AUTHOR’S NOTE ▸ first installment of the bitch hunters series !! wrote this while i was angry bc my discord got hacked and i was furiously typing LOL but hope u enjoy ♡

THE FIRST TIME HUANG RENJUN LAID EYES ON YOU, HE FELT LIKE A SINNER.

He wasn’t religious by any means, but some force in the universe had to be frowning down on Renjun for the way he was staring at your ass. His housemate, Donghyuck, had thrown a party at their house for the sole purpose of meeting new girls, and Renjun found this whole thing absolutely ridiculous. His roommates were dead-set on finding a girlfriend this year, and they had taken it to the extent of creating a contract to detail the rules of their “bitch hunting.”

On the other hand, Renjun thought he could find love naturally, so he wasn’t too keen on indulging himself tonight.

However, looking at the way your shorts were riding up whenever you jutted out your hip, Renjun felt like he could let go for a night.

It had been ages since he hooked up with someone. The last time was probably during his second year of college. For his third year, he was committed to just passing his classes and trying to figure out what the fuck he was going to do with his life. Now that Renjun was in the final stretch, he supposed he could take it easy on himself and get his dick wet.

“You’re drooling.” Renjun looked over to fellow bitch hunter Na Jaemin smirking at him, handing him a red solo cup with a shot of tequila (or, more like a shot and a half because Jaemin sucked at measuring drinks). His best friend slash housemate added, “Go talk to her.”

“What?” Renjun asked, startled. “No, no, I’m not trying to hook up with someone.”

“I said talk,” Jaemin reminded. “You’re the one who said hook up.”

Renjun balked. He stared at his triumphant-looking friend for a moment before downing the tequila in his cup. Warmth spread to his chest in seconds, and he was starting to feel the self-control in his brain fog over. Renjun liked the feeling of being drunk; it allowed him to stop caring about stupid things, like talking to pretty girls in high-waisted shorts.

“You know what,” he grumbled, “fine.”

But, sometimes, it also made him do stupid things, like walking over to talk to pretty girls in high-waisted shorts.

“Hey,” Renjun greeted when he approached you. You were standing alone at the kitchen counter for a while, eyeing all the drinks spread out. “Are you liking the party?”

You turned to him and shrugged. “I guess. My roommate brought me here, but I don’t know anyone except her, so it’s kinda awkward.”

“Who’s your roommate?”

You looked over your shoulder and pointed to a girl with short hair. “Minjeong. She knows Jeno, I think.”

Renjun snorted. He recalled Jeno and Minjeong having a thing for a brief period. Since the walls were rather thin and Jeno wasn’t exactly quiet, he vividly remembered the filthy words he heard from his housemate’s room. Renjun would routinely kick the wall to shut Jeno up. In fact, he was doing Minjeong a service by rescuing her from a man who played League of Legends.

But Renjun didn’t know Minjeong had a roommate—and a hot one at that. He regretted not encouraging Jeno’s hookup to come to more of their parties.

“Well, now you know me,” Renjun said and held his hand out for you to shake. “I’m Huang Renjun.”

You giggled and took his hand. Yours was so much smaller than his. Maybe Renjun was thinking too much about how nicely his hand fit with yours. Maybe he was taking too long to shake your hand.

He realized this once you started talking and he was still clutching on.

“I’m Y/N,” you introduced, and the little glint in your eyes made Renjun wonder if you were charmed. That was a plus for him; Renjun wasn’t terrible with girls, but he never made such strong first impressions. “What brings you here, then?”

“I live here, actually,” Renjun answered with a grin. He noticed you glancing at his cup, so he set it down to pour a shot for you in another cup. “You’re at my party, and I have no choice but to socialize. My friends would probably drag me out of my room if I tried to ditch.” He held out the cup to you, and then paused. “You’re not a lightweight, are you?”

“Why would it matter if I’m a lightweight?” you asked with a coy smile, taking the cup in your hand.

Renjun shrugged. Maybe it was the liquid confidence spurring him to act bolder, but he could hardly believe the words that came out of his mouth next.

“Maybe I wanted to give you a room tour.”

To his surprise, you laughed, delighted. “A room tour?” you asked. “Sure, why not?” You set your cup down and grinned at him. “Also, I can handle my liquor just fine.”

Renjun lifted his brows, amused. He slid his hand into yours and led you to the staircase, a small smile playing on his lips. He hadn’t expected you to agree so easily, but perhaps you both were experiencing a surge of adrenaline that made you want to do anything and everything.

If Renjun was Jeno or Donghyuck, he would’ve had to ask you to wait outside for a minute. Thankfully, he didn’t live like a slob and wasn’t ashamed of his living conditions. He kept things neat and tidy, and the only thing he probably had to worry about was his lotion and tissue box being right next to each other.

He hoped you wouldn’t pick up on that detail, though.

“Nice room,” you complimented when he opened the door. You looked around curiously before walking in, and Renjun headed in after you. “Do you normally bring girls up here like this?”

“Only the cute ones,” Renjun said, leaning against his door frame. “Do you normally follow guys into their rooms like this?”

You shot back a knowing smirk. “Only the cute ones,” you echoed, and Renjun wondered if he had died and gone to heaven.

He wasn’t on his A-game right now. It had been years since Renjun got laid, and the only reason he was functioning in front of you was because the tequila made him a smidge less over-analytical about everything he said.

“I noticed you staring at my ass earlier, by the way,” you added shyly, even though nothing about you seemed the least bit shy. Renjun wished the ground would swallow him whole. Before he went on a tangent about how he respected women and their bodies and started to apologize profusely for making you uncomfortable, you walked right up to him and continued, “Do you want me to get my shorts out of the way so you can get a better look?”

Clearly the universe had monumental plans for his dick tonight.

Renjun swallowed thickly and shut the door with one hand immediately. The booming music from downstairs grew more muffled, and he returned his attention to you once he locked it.

He was presented with the opportunity of a lifetime, so he let his hormones take over and cupped your sex. Through your shorts.

Granted, the material was rather thick, but Renjun could feel your core pulsate through the fabric, and it drove him crazy.

“Fuck,” he growled when you started grinding your hips against his palm. “You’re so fucking hot.”

“More,” you begged, desperately rocking your hips to get as much friction as possible. Renjun smirked at how you clung onto him. “Want more.”

“Yeah, ‘course you do,” he mumbled, adding more pressure to his slow, torturous hand motions. Renjun walked you back so that the back of your knees were hitting the bed. “Can I take off your clothes?” You nodded in response but Renjun just grabbed your chin with his free hand and ordered, “Use your words, Y/N.”

You giggled a little, off-beat. “Go ahead,” you responded, looking at Renjun with newfound excitement.

Renjun’s lips found the junction of your neck and shoulder, pressing hot, open-mouthed kisses as he undid the front of your shorts. It felt like ages since he had done something like this, but it felt so natural for Renjun to rub your dripping slit with two fingers. Slow, torturous motions of his fingers, and then you were whimpering and squirming under him, begging for him to put his fingers inside of you.

“Patience.” Renjun chuckled, tugging your shorts down until they were at your ankles. You arched your hips to help him take off your underwear along with it. The sight of your bare cunt made Renjun a weak man. “Holy fuck.”

His fingers returned to rub your slit, and when you were drenching Renjun’s fingers with your arousal, he decided it was high time for him to give you what you wanted. He made direct eye contact with you as he slid his fingers inside of you, and the way your breath hitched and face contorted made Renjun nearly lose it.

He hadn’t even put his fingers all the way in and your walls were clenching around him. Renjun fought down the groan that dared to slip—simply from how tight you were around his digits.

“Jesus,” he grunted out, “you’re gonna feel so good around me.”

“You’re gonna give it to me?” you asked in a breath, and your tone was bordering on hopefulness and surprise.

“Yeah, of course.” Renjun’s eyes darkened when he coupled his fingering by planting his thumb on your clit, relishing the broken moan that escaped your lips. He had to use his free hand to manhandle your hips firmly to the mattress.

“S-sorry,” you apologized, and Renjun could tell you were trying your best to stop yourself from bucking your hips. He decided there was a simpler method to go about this, so he pulled his fingers away and scooted back. You frowned and looked over at him before whining, “Why’d you st—oh.”

Renjun held your hips down so that he could lick a long stripe between your folds, flattening his tongue once he got to your clit. He smirked at your reaction, proceeding to eat you out like a starved man. Renjun relished each moan and whimper that fell from your lips, barely audible over the muffled, booming music from downstairs. He was sure their neighbors would call for a complaint sooner or later, but nothing could pull Renjun from the intoxicating taste of you.

His motions must have been hitting the right places because you were squirming so much that Renjun had to grip your thighs tighter to remind you to stay still. He returned one hand to rubbing your clit in a steady motion as he ate you out, and he was pleased with how reactive you were.

A tingling flush spread across Renjun’s cheeks when your back arched against his bed, and he sucked on your ball of nerves a little harsher to coax you into your orgasm.

Then, he changed his mind.

You gasped when he pulled back. “I was so close!”

Renjun nearly laughed at how offended you looked before explaining, “I wanna make you cum on my cock instead.”

“Your cock?”

Renjun hummed. He wasn’t trying to edge you, but while he was going down on you, bringing you closer and closer to your release, he realized he wanted to see the look in your eyes when he brought you to your orgasm. He wanted to see how you fell apart because of him.

Exasperated, you hurried to sit up and maneuvered to get over Renjun, straddling his thighs and wrapping your arms around his neck. Renjun didn’t intend to imply that he wanted you to ride him, but he was liking this turn of events more and more.

“Wow,” he got out in a breath, hands ghosting your body with an awestruck look on his face. “You’re gorgeous.”

Your reply, though, was blunt. “I want you to go raw.”

Renjun blinked at you for a second. At first, he was indifferent about it and just supposed you had cut out the extra step of getting a condom from his nightstand and sliding it on. Then, he realized how unbelievable this situation was—unbelievable and incredibly sexy.

“Are you sure?” he asked, although he was beaming at your words. “I mean, we just met.”

“As long as you don’t give me an STD, I’m down.” You drew Renjun closer and scooted up higher on his lap. “Plus, Plan B is only six dollars at the health center.”

“I’ll Venmo you three,” Renjun replied, dazed as you tugged his pants down and palmed his bulge. He stifled a groan, gripping your waist tighter. “Y/N—fuck.”

You had already rid of Renjun’s briefs, tracing the underside of his head once his cock sprang free. He found it awful how turned on he was by the way you eyed his size, so Renjun did the one thing that kept clouding his head and he pulled you into a fervent kiss, drinking the pink lemonade smirnoff right off your tongue.

Dizzying. Hazy. Intoxicating.

There was so much shuffling as Renjun kicked off his pants and underwear properly, adjusting his position so that you could ride him properly, but the both of you couldn’t pull away from each other’s lips.

“God,” Renjun growled out against your lips when you raised your hips to lower yourself onto his throbbing cock. He drank in the way your face contorted and your thighs twitched as you tried to take him in. After much easing and filthy words that Renjun whispered against your skin, you finally took him fully. “Good girl,” he praised, smirking at your whimper that followed his words.

He broke from the kiss to help you. Renjun held your hips firmly, guiding your movements so that you could ride him at a steady pace. He grunted at the way your walls clenched around him, and he was already so, so sensitive.

“You’re h-huge,” you stuttered, screwing your eyes shut when Renjun’s hand moved up your body, caressing each curve and dip. “Oh my god.”

His hand moved up to grope your tits through your shirt, and before he tried to slip his hands under your shirt, he slid his hand further up to choke you instead. Renjun was delighted at how you sped up when he pressed lightly against the sides of your neck.

You placed your hand over his, much like someone admiring a diamond necklace would. Your back arched as you continued bouncing on his cock, your head thrown back with moans trapped in your throat. Renjun was a little disappointed that he couldn’t freely let you be loud, but watching you hold it in might have been even better.

Renjun’s breathing was ragged when he drew you close yet again, and though you looked fucked-out, you seemed to understand right away that all he wanted was to taste your lips again. Renjun kissed you with hunger, driving his tongue into your mouth to dance with yours in a desperate union.  

“C-close,” you mumbled between kisses, and Renjun only smirked and deepened the kiss. Some twisted part of him wanted to keep you quiet against his lips as you came undone.

He fucked up into you as your motions became less coordinated and sloppy. Renjun’s heartbeat was drumming in his ear when he witnessed you fall into your orgasm, your walls clenching and unclenching around his cock so fast that he came into you right after. His grip on your neck tightened ever-so-slightly when you dared to moan louder, yet it only seemed to turn you on even more.

He pulled back and leaned against the headboard, absolutely spent. Renjun helped you off his cock, groaning at the sight of his cum leaking out of you.

“Fuck, that’s hot,” Renjun said, wondering if you’d mind if he played with your clit for a while. He ended up doing so, and it was strangely domestic by how casual you were about it.

“Can I sleep over?” you asked, looking up at him through your lashes, and god, Renjun couldn’t refuse you when you were giving him those eyes.

“Need a shirt?” he offered.

“Yes, please.”

When Renjun woke up the next morning, you were gone, as expected. He rubbed his eyes and sat up, trying to figure out where the fuck his shirt was. Eventually, he gave up on his search and threw on a sweater that was strewn over the head of his chair.

There was an acrylic nail laying on the pillow next to Renjun. He snorted at the sight. Cinderella left her glass slipper behind for the prince; you left your acrylic nail.

He chucked it in the trash, deciding that he would rather get rid of the nail instead of making you feel embarrassed for letting it get caught on the fabric. Maybe he was a little upset that you hadn’t even left a note behind, but it wasn’t like Renjun was expecting to meet the one at a house party. Hell, he wasn’t even as dedicated to his housemates’ “bitch hunting” antics as they were.

He trudged downstairs to make himself a bowl of cereal. Renjun forgot how tiring sex was, though the post-orgasm haze was always nice to bask in. Coupled with drinking last night, though, he craved something to scarf down so that he could regain a sense of his bearings.

“Good morning, sunshine,” Donghyuck greeted. He was sipping a cup of coffee next to Jeno in the kitchen. “Jaemin told us that you were getting some last night.”

Renjun grimaced. He recalled how he could never keep his hookups private because someone would snitch on him to the rest of his housemates. This invasiveness was something he never got used to.

“Maybe, maybe not,” he answered vaguely. “I doubt I’ll ever see her again.”

“Is she not cuffing material?” Jeno asked. “C’mon, you can’t be fucking around when we’re supposed to be getting girlfriends.”

Rich coming from the guy who screwed your roommate.

Renjun grabbed his Frosted Flakes from the shelf and opened the other cupboard to get a bowl. He promptly ignored Jeno so that he wouldn’t let some crucial information about your identity slip. He would’ve rather kept you on the down-low, so that his housemates wouldn’t mess with the both of you.

The last time Renjun had a crush on a girl, it resulted in both him and Kim Yerim being incessantly teased. Jaemin did everything in his power to make sure Yerim’s bottle landed on Renjun when they played Spin the Bottle at a party in freshman year. He even to the extent of shoving Jeno out of the way so that the bottle was closer to Renjun.

“I don’t know,” Donghyuck started, “Y/N seems like girlfriend-material to me.”

Well, that secret lasted for all but five seconds.

The shock must have shown on his face because Jeno burst out laughing immediately, Donghyuck following suit and slapping Jeno’s arm playfully. Renjun shook his head and returned to pouring his milk and cereal in the bowl, trying to ignore how obnoxious his friends were.

Keyword: trying.

“Ow!” Jeno winced when Renjun jabbed his side.

“Dude, for real, though,” Donghyuck started, “we’ll help you out if you really like her.”

“Don’t make it such a big deal.” Renjun tried to wave it off with a dismissive hand gesture, and his friends shrugged in response. “I don’t even know her that well.”

“You don’t want to get to know her?”

Did Renjun want to know more about you? Well, he was probably addicted to the taste of your lips and the way you looked underneath him, but he hadn’t had too many conversations with you to gauge whether he was interested in more. However, the way you looked in those high-waisted shorts did make him a touch curious about seeing you again.

“Nah,” Renjun lied coolly. “Forget it.”

Renjun couldn’t get you out of his fucking head.

Well, it was pretty hard to do so when he discovered you sat right in front of him in his aerospace thermodynamics class.

In those damn high-waisted shorts.

It was another pair this time—white with the hem fringed. Renjun couldn’t even focus on the lecture about the Carnot Cycle when he kept getting vivid flashbacks to the previous night. Your lips dragging across his skin. His hands traveling up and down your body. Your nails digging into his back.

“... and those will be your pairings for the final project. Please come see me if you have any further questions, otherwise refer to the module,” Renjun’s professor finished.

He snapped out of whatever trance he was in to look up at the screen. Renjun scanned the document the professor had pulled up with a list of names, running down until he saw his name right next to yours.

This had to be a joke. It was something straight out of a movie. Some shitty rom-com where the two main characters slowly fell into a pure relationship through a forced partnership, but there was nothing that was pure between you and Renjun after what had happened last night.

“Fan-fucking-tastic,” Renjun muttered under his breath, nearly gasping when you whipped your head around to look at him questionably. “Oh. Hey.” He raised a brow before stupidly asking, “You come here often?”

“I’m a student here, so yeah,” you answered.

Figured.

You continued, “We’re partners.”

“We are,” Renjun confirmed, “so we’re gonna be working together for a while.”

A slow grin spread across your face, making Renjun swallow thickly. Your eyes shone with a mischievous glint, and your gaze dropped a little before drifting back up to look Renjun in the eye.

“I look forward to working with you, partner.”

“Yeah.” Renjun coughed a little. “Me too… partner.”

The first time you and Renjun met up to “work together” after exchanging numbers was exactly a week later. It wasn’t very productive, to say the least. You offered to start it at your place, and Renjun realized this was probably a bad idea, but it had to be 0.1% better than working at his house, so he obliged.

He realized that he had no idea what the project was even on until he was sitting in your living room, looking over your shoulder to see the project guidelines pulled up on your laptop.

“Which one of these do you wanna do?” you asked. “My concentration is aeronautics so I’m leaning toward the cooling method design one.”

“I’m astronautics.” Renjun snorted. “I like the jet propulsion one.”

Renjun and you stared at each other for a minute. He wasn’t sure how to diffuse this tension; he could kiss you, but the fire in your eyes made it clear that this was competitive tension, not sexual tension. Then, you held out your hand in front of you, balling it into a fist and placing it in the palm of your other hand.

“Let’s rock, paper, scissors this,” you decided.

Renjun raised a brow. “You’re using rock, paper, scissors to decide the outcome of our final grade in a major class?” he asked, and when you nodded, he shrugged. “Alright, let’s do it.”

“Rock, paper, scissors, shoot.”

1 Renjun, 0 Y/N.

“Rock, paper, scissors, shoot.”

2 Renjun, 0 Y/N.

Your face fell, and Renjun found it cute how distraught you were at the realization that you were losing at your own game. You were relentless, though, and held out your fist again.

“Best out of three,” you said.

“Even if it’s best out of three, I still win,” Renjun argued. “I literally won it twice.”

“I’ll suck you off if we can do the cooling method design.”

Renjun nearly choked on his own spit, coughing for a moment before he calmed down and tried to take your offer seriously. There was something ethically wrong about all of this, but only a fool would turn down a blowjob. At least that was what Renjun tried to convince himself of.

That was how the first work session went to shit.

Renjun was sitting on the edge of his bed, pants sagging at his ankles and head thrown back as you went down on him. He curled his fist in your hair, guiding your movements and admiring the way tears streamed down your cheeks as you deepthroated him.

He grunted, breath caught in his throat for a moment when your tongue ran along the vein on his cock perfectly, and without warning, Renjun was cumming down your throat.

You were panting when you finally pulled yourself off Renjun, having the nerve to tease his sore and sensitive head while your lips were wrapped around it. He tried to glare down at you, but he was too spent to do anything but catch his breath, leaning back on his hands.

“So…” You smirked devilishly. “Cooling method design, right?”

Renjun scoffed, shaking his head in disbelief, though he knew that one more bat of your lashes and he’d end up complying. Whatever spell you had him under, Huang Renjun knew he was royally screwed around you.

Renjun was puzzled.

You two had been working on the group project for a month and a half now, regularly going to each other’s apartments, but absolutely nothing was happening. By nothing, Renjun meant that you seemed to tame whatever aggressive sexual libido you had when you first met him. Now, Renjun was leaving your house bi-weekly with blue balls. It was torture.

That wasn’t to say that he didn’t enjoy your company. It was nice having someone to work with that wasn’t only productive but engaged in quality conversations. Sometimes, you went on long rants about your roommate problems, and at this point, Renjun was half-convinced that he knew more about Minjeong than Jeno did.

Later, when Renjun confided in Jaemin about it (why he chose to confide in Jaemin was beyond him, but at least the guy was useful for something), his roommate replied, “You’re in the talking stage, dude.”

What the hell was a talking stage? Renjun wanted immediate obsession.

“Renjun’s getting cuffed?” Donghyuck questioned. Before Renjun could respond, too dazed from Jaemin’s response, Donghyuck’s lips curled into a smirk. “Attaboy.”

“She got Renjun to watch anime with her.” Jaemin scoffed. “Can you believe it?”

“Which one?” Jeno chimed in. A pout settled on his roommate’s face. “You don’t even watch anime with me, Renjun.”

“I didn’t even agree yet!” Renjun defended, pulling out his phone with the texts from you as proof. “See? She just sent me a list of her recommendations. I didn’t even decide if I was gonna watch one of them yet.”

“Some of the summaries she wrote are concerning,” Jaemin said, looking over his friend’s shoulder to see the list. “Would you watch ‘girl gets in a car crash while she’s trying to save a loser god and her soul leaves her body sometimes to chill with the other gods’ or ‘gay volleyball players that are actually not gay and just have a wholesome friendship and play volleyball a lot’?”

“My personal favorite is ‘bad bitches gamble in high school,’” Donghyuck added. “Sounds heartwarming.”

“Don’t watch that one,” Jeno cut in with a serious tone, which was a refreshing change from the torment that Jaemin and Donghyuck were inflicting upon Renjun. “The two that Jaemin suggested are way better.”

Jaemin leaned in to whisper to Renjun and Donghyuck, “Jeno takes this stuff seriously. He even has a whole anime tier list.”

Unbeknownst to his housemates, Renjun had already done his extensive research on the shows already. He had looked up every summary and review for each show, and he already mentally selected the anime he wanted to start with. Renjun liked to reciprocate with these sorts of gestures; if someone was going to put in the effort for him, he wanted to show the same energy back.

So, the minute you sent Renjun that extensive text, he got right to researching the suitable anime to watch. He weighed all the pros and cons before coming to a conclusion. It was the only right thing to do after you put so much work into sending him that text.

(In reality, you probably only spent a few minutes typing it all out.)

“I didn’t choose either of those,” Renjun announced. “I’m going with Your Name.”

“My name?” Donghyuck asked stupidly, pointing at himself. “There’s an anime called Hyuck?”

“Yeah, it’s called the Goofy Movie,” Jaemin retorted. 

“This is why you’re a piece of shit, Jaemin.”

“No, Your Name,” Renjun corrected. “It’s an anime movie, dumbass.”

“Is that on your tier list, Jeno?” Jaemin asked.

“Yeah…” Jeno trailed off, rubbing his chin as he tried to remember where he placed it. His eyes shone when it clicked in his head. “It’s in the ‘astronomically down bad’ tier.”

Well, fuck.

Office Hours for aerospace thermodynamics was held on Fridays at eight in the morning, and Renjun found that to be an abomination.

For one, he despised waking up at such an ungodly hour because every hour Renjun had to cut out of his beauty sleep meant a higher risk of breaking out. While it was such an easy task in high school, the few extra years on Renjun now seemed to be a burden on his body. He could barely drag himself out of bed without at least ten alarms that went off five minutes apart.

Secondly, the walk to campus was unbearable. It was too close for Renjun to take his car, but it felt like miles when he went by foot. He was always a sweltering mess by the time he got on campus grounds, speed walking to get into the first air conditioned building he could see.

But, now, Renjun had something to look forward to: you.

“You’re late!” you scolded in a whisper. Renjun was huffing when he approached you in front of the door to their professor’s office. He bit back a smile at how cute your fake-angry face was. “Did you run here or something? You’re all sweaty.”

Renjun rolled his eyes. “You sure know a lot about me being sweaty, huh?” This got a laugh out of you—one that Renjun had to sneak a look at through the corner of his eye, beaming at how your eyes lit up at his joke. He asked, “Is he talking to another student?”

“Yeah, he said he’ll be with us in ten,” you replied. “I brought my laptop so we can show him all the slides we made.”

“Perfect. That’s plenty of time,” Renjun said. Before you could ask what he meant, he pinched your inner thigh—a gesture that felt more endearing than sexual—and he started walking ahead of you. “Follow me.”

While you were tailing behind, hounding Renjun with questions, he was scanning the windows down the hall to see which classroom was completely empty. When he finally found one void of students and teachers, he opened it and grabbed your wrist, pulling you inside with him. Your questions ceased once you caught onto what he was suggesting.

“Cute shorts,” Renjun commented.

“You couldn’t take it anymore, huh?” You ran your nicely-manicured fingernails down Renjun’s chest, biting back a smile as he closed the door behind the two of you. “I know you’d cave sooner or later.”

Renjun’s mind went completely blank, like the static when tuning to a different radio station. Then, it dawned on him.

“You planned this.”

“Not completely,” you defended. “I knew you had a thing for me in these kinds of shorts, so I wanted to see how long I could wear them for until you finally exploded.”

“Oh my god,” Renjun breathed out. He cornered you against the wall, looking down at you in awe. He nearly popped a boner with the way you looked up at him with that coy smile. “You little devil.”

Renjun turned you around with no proper warning, pressing up against your back while your front was against the wall. You turned your head to the side as you gasped, trying to crane your neck to look back at him, but to no avail. Renjun reached down the front of your shorts and started rubbing you through your underwear—agonizingly slow.

His smile was a little unhinged as he palmed you, relishing the way you crooned and moaned because of his hand movements. Renjun loved the way you were arching your back against him, each stutter of your hips against his crotch reminding him of how he ached for you.

For some reason, Renjun could only think about ripping your clothes off and having his way with you. If he could, he would completely ignore Office Hours, but you seemed too adamant on attending. Something about getting those stupid slides approved. (Renjun could honestly care less with his 95% in the class, but he wasn’t going to gloat.) So, you rushed him through the foreplay, begging him to not make you two late for your meeting.

“Good girl,” he simpered when he had one of your legs wrapped around his hips, easing his cock into your walls as slowly as he could, all the while rubbing your clit with his thumb. “You’re so fucking tight.”

You whimpered. “I haven’t been fucked in months.”

“Seriously? Ever since we hooked up?”

When you nodded, Renjun felt like all the blood from his head rushed to his cock. He was a little lightheaded, but he was incredibly horny. He waited for you to adjust properly, and then Renjun settled for a ruthless pace, fucking into you so abruptly that your arms slung around his neck immediately.

He pressed a gentle kiss to your lips as he thrusted. You returned it immediately, eyes fluttering shut and melting into him. It was sweet and somewhat out-of-place given the magnitude of what you two were currently doing.

The feeling of your hands grabbing fistfuls of his hair and your broken croons against his lips was absolutely divine. Something about being so close to you coupled with the risk of being caught made Renjun feel so connected to you on levels he hadn’t felt before. He, for one, would never do something like this for someone who he was just hooking up with.

He was a man of reward, not risk. You, however, made him consider both.

“Oh! Right there!” you yelped one he hit that one perfect spot. You tried to quiet down your cries, but it was clearly not working, so Renjun did you a favor and clamped a hand over your mouth as he fucked you against the wall.

“Come on, love,” he taunted, “you better cum fast before we miss that meeting. You don’t wanna be caught, do you?”

Your eyes were glossy with tears rimming the waterline. Renjun nearly got lost in them, breath hitching when tears started rolling down your cheeks and your hips continued bucking up against his, begging for more contact. That was when Renjun realized you were on the edge, and he figured it out too late because one final thrust had you clenching around him and letting out muffled moans against his palm.

You spoke against his hand, almost inaudible because of how muffled your voice was.

“What was that?” Renjun asked, removing his hand.

“Don’t cum,” you clarified, hazy as Renjun kept thrusting into you like a well-oiled machine.

“Are you denying my orgasm? That’s kinda hot.”

“D-don’t make a mess,” you said, reaching up to grab his cheek. “We still have that meeting.”

“Alright, alright,” Renjun said softly, slowing his thrusts until he pulled out of you and tucked his cock away. He was still aching and hard as a rock, so he was going to have to take a quick bathroom break and have you stall the professor for time. “This isn’t just gonna be a monthly thing, right?”

“Bi-monthly?” you joked. Renjun snickered and nudged your shoulder playfully. “C’mon, I’d be stupid to not let that happen again.”

“Wanna come over tonight?” he offered. “Not… not to do our project. Let’s, like, actually hang out. We can watch one of your anime recommendations.”

You smiled at him. “Tonight? Yeah, I’d love to.”

“Y/N, I…” Renjun started, and when he realized what he was going to say, he cut himself off, shocked.

“What is it?”

He shook his head. “I have to go to the bathroom to take care of my little problem,” he mumbled. “Stall the professor for me, will you?”

You threw your head back and laughed—well, it was more like a cackle. It sounded kind of evil, and Renjun was a little miffed at the thought of you enjoying the thought of him suffering with blue balls.

When you agreed and fixed your appearance before you left, Renjun had to lean back against one of the desks and process what had just happened. It wasn’t the sex that he was so worried about, but it was the words that died on his tongue. The words he would’ve let fall from his lips if he had just a little less self-control.

I like you a lot.

“I think I’m gonna ask Y/N out,” Renjun blurted out that evening at the dinner table.

Jaemin choked on his cereal. Nobody asked why he was eating Frosted Flakes while everyone else was eating a proper meal; it was probably just a Jaemin thing. Renjun was more curious as to why he had a second box of cereal next to his bowl, though, like he was ready to devour both.

“You’re asking her out?!” Donghyuck asked, an excited glint playing in his eyes. Renjun knew that look all too well, and he was a little scared of it, but part of him wanted to believe it was genuine excitement from his friend.

“I like her,” Renjun admitted. “A lot.”

Jeno whistled lowly. “I didn’t think this day would come. Mark would be proud of you, Renjun.”

“I never needed Mark’s validation, Jeno, but thanks.”

“So, when are you gonna ask her?” Jaemin asked, spooning a bunch of cereal and milk into his mouth.

That was what Renjun was stuck on. He had no idea what “good timing” was, and he wasn’t sure if asking a girl out while watching anime was very romantic. Then again, he didn’t expect you to care too much about formalities like that.

Plus, it was clear that you had some feelings for Renjun. He could feel the mutual intimacy when he split you open, as odd as that sounded.

“Tonight,” Renjun decided.

(“Need us to leave the house? We can chill outside,” Donghyuck offered.

“No, you’re good,” Renjun told him, “and I’m saying this because I saw the binoculars in your backpack so please stay in your room, for the love of God.”)

Huang Renjun was meticulous.

Because of this, he actually watched Your Name before you came over. He didn’t pay too much attention to the plot because he wanted to get into it while you were by his side, but he noted the three ideal points in the movie to drop the question of the night.

So, when you knocked at his door, he was prepared.

“Hey,” you breathed out, and Renjun felt winded for a second because you looked absolutely gorgeous with your scarf pulled up to your chin.

“What’s up?” He rubbed the back of his neck and was starting to wonder if he wasn’t as prepared as he thought he was.

“I dressed up,” you told him. “Isn’t it stupid? I dressed up to watch anime.”

“Yeah, I guess so,” Renjun replied, and he could hear miniature replicas of his roommates screaming in his head, telling him that he was fumbling the bag. So, he quickly added, “But it’s cute.”

Fumbled and saved. Renjun was too lucky sometimes.

“You think I’m cute?” you asked as Renjun opened his laptop to stream the movie. He was a bit distracted with entering his password in, but when he processed your question, he did a double take. You giggled at his reaction. “Well?”

“I mean…” He hoped his cheeks weren’t as red as he thought they were. “I guess so—yeah.”

He patted the space next to him on his bed before you could tease him any further. Renjun thought his heart would go crazy if you continued being so annoyingly adorable in front of him. So, he fixed his gaze on his laptop screen, only glancing at you when you slid into the sheets next to him and leaned against his arm. Renjun placed half of the laptop on your lap so that it was centered.

Normally, instances like these would result in a cuddle session. However, Renjun had to understand that you took your anime seriously, and that there would be nothing sexual or romantic happening while you two were watching the movie. He decided to buckle down and watch it seriously himself.

However, that resulted in Renjun missing all of the ideal points in the movie to drop the “will you be my girlfriend?” bomb. He wound up being so immersed in the movie, and he only realized that he had actually fumbled the bag when they reached the climax of the movie.

“This part makes me so anxious,” you whispered.

“Yeah,” Renjun replied bitterly. Thankfully, you didn’t have the mind to question why he sounded so indifferent. “Same here.”

When Renjun recalled the possibly romantic ending scene, he realized he had another chance to make things right.

Unfortunately, he got so distracted by the movie again that he completely missed the opportunity to ask you out. He was mentally scolding himself for being so out-of-character.

“Renjun,” you started, and he turned to you with a raised brow. “You look disappointed with the ending.”

“I’m not disappointed with the movie, I’m disappointed in myself,” he answered honestly. “The movie was incredible, really. Five out of five stars on Yelp.”

You gently touched his arm. “Why are you disappointed in yourself?”

“Because I wanted to ask you out!” Renjun exclaimed. God, he was stupid. He was so, so, so stupid, but the words were slipping out without any proper filter. “I picked out, like, three good moments in the movie where I could’ve popped the question, but I was being an idiot and missed them all. Jesus, this is so—”

“I like you, too.”

There was a feeling Renjun got sometimes when he was around you. It was when his chest felt fuzzy and his stomach kept dropping. He supposed it was what people described as “butterflies,” but Renjun despised butterflies, so he didn’t want to call it that.

But, here you were, laying your feelings bare in front of Renjun. He felt like the sun, Earth, and the moon had all aligned for this very moment. It was like a collision of supernovas in his chest, making him buzz and glow with the amount of inexplicable joy he felt.

You liked him. You liked him.

“You…” Renjun trailed off. “Huh?”

“I like you, stupid,” you insisted, punching his shoulder lightly. “Do I have to scream it in your ear?”

“I might be dreaming.” When you brought your lips to Renjun’s ear, he panicked and held you back by your shoulders. “Okay, relax, I get it. You like me back. Understood.”

You grinned. “Well, do you have something you wanna say?”

Renjun blushed. He couldn’t believe he could feel flustered to this extent, but you had a strange effect on him. When he regained his composure, he moved the laptop off your laps and turned to face you a little more.

“Y/N,” he started. “I like you a lot, so will you be my girlfriend?”

You smiled brightly and kissed his cheek. “Of course.”

Renjun looked you dead in the eye. “So, ready to seal the deal?” he asked.

“What deal?”

Renjun’s hand moved to hold the back of your neck, leaning down to pull you into a sweet kiss. He was surprised by how easily you fell into the rhythm, kissing him like it was the most natural thing in the world. Renjun pulled you closer by your hip, nearly going further until you placed your hands on his chest.

You pulled back for air, looking up at him with a glazed-over expression. He was definitely going to have to make this impromptu first date up to you with something more romantic, but, for now, Huang Renjun was too lost in your eyes.

“Up for a round?” you asked.

Renjun’s cheeks heated up before you handed him the game console. “Smash Bros. Right.” He took it from your hands and sent you a lopsided grin. “I’m gonna kick your ass.”

A grin spread across your face. “Don’t be too sure of yourself,” you chided. “Even though I’m your girlfriend now, I’m not showing you any mercy.”

Jeno groaned as he slapped a ten dollar bill into Donghyuck’s palm. The two of them and Jaemin had been eavesdropping on their best friend’s confession earlier, and they were glad for two reasons: one being that Renjun was the first bitch hunter to attain a bitch, and the second reason being that they didn’t have to listen in on them nearly fucking.

“Jaemin, I need ten dollars from you, too,” Donghyuck chided. “I said they’d get together within two months and they did, so I won this bet fair and square.”

“I was close enough!” Jaemin complained. “Three months was a pretty reasonable estimate.”

“But not the closest, so cough it up.” Donghyuck gestured for his housemate to place the money on his hand, and Jaemin reluctantly did so after much reluctance. “It feels so good to be right all the time.”

“I thought they’d get together in two weeks.” Jeno crossed his arms across his chest. “But, damn, Renjun was the first to get cuffed out of us, and he didn’t even care about bitch hunting.”

“It’s okay, boys,” Donghyuck assured, though his bravado was simply just boosted by his $20 reward, “all of us will find our respective bitches.” He glanced at Jaemin for a moment and made a face. “Actually, I’m not sure about Jaemin, but Jeno and I for sure.”

“Funny,” Jaemin replied bitterly, “I was just about to say the same about you, Hyuck.”

Jeno, sensing the tension rising between his two friends, grinned sheepishly and slung his backpack over his shoulder. “We should get to campus before we’re late, you guys.”

The other two agreed despite bickering the entire walk to the car. Jeno snickered at his friends, but all he could think about was how the heat was on now. Since Renjun was victorious a month and a half into the semester, Jeno knew that Donghyuck and Jaemin would be even more fired up to find their special someone. He, too, wondered when the day would come that he found someone that made him soft around the edges.

For now, though, Jeno could just enjoy listening to his friends banter back-and-forth.

AUTHOR’S NOTE ▸ huang renjun: no bitches to bitch attained >:) thank you so much for your patience with the first installment !! i can’t wait to write the rest <33 i wanna scream it from the top of the building bc i feel like that’s the only way i can truly show my gratitude but i deeeeeply appreciate all the love and support i’ve gotten on this series !! to think this was supposed to be for my 5k follower special and i’m at 6k now!! that’s insane???? i’m so honored that you guys choose to read my works so thank you thank you thank you and i hope you enjoyed the first installment! ♡ (p.s: i hope you caught onto the lil segway to jeno’s at the end :D) 

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[sashi-ya]

Hi again! First off, I really loved the Grimmjow scenario from. the Royal event. It was super good! I was wondering if I could request another Grimmjow scenario for the Hell event? In this one, I was thinking a young miko being sacrificed to the King of Hell to save her village? I hope the rest of the event goes well for you! And thanks again for all these fun events you've been doing!!!!

Hello!! thank u so much for your feedback hun! And of course, this event is so perfect for him to be honest, I can clearly see him as a demon! So, I hope you enjoy!! Thank u for your support 💖~

𝑵𝒔𝒇𝒘 ~ 𝑫𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒏! 𝑮𝒓𝒊𝒎𝒎𝒋𝒐𝒘 𝑱𝒂𝒆𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒋𝒂𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒛 𝒙 𝒇! 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 ~ 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑺𝒂𝒄𝒓𝒊𝒇𝒊𝒄𝒆

➡ tw: so it's bloody and evil and full of fire. people are evil, and they suffer for trying to kill reader. oral. facesitting. rough sex. namecalling. vag. creampie. submission. choking. mouthfucking. Grimmjow's dick is like those monster dildos with bumps and cute things. (like this one)

➡ wc: 2k

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Each September in that village a peculiar festival takes place,

the “Blue Carnival”. But it’s not joyful, there aren’t celebrations…

The sharp blade shines with the red tinted moonshine,

the sky seems covered in blood like it’s about to get the floor of the gallows where you are standing.

“Save your people, young miko” they whisper in your ear, as the cold edge gets pressed into your neck. Carotids pumping hard, lifting the katana off your skin. “It’s your chance, the King of Hell will be pleased with your beauty. Die with honour, die saving us!”

You can only see the people of your town rooting to see from your flesh gush blood, the reddish full of oxygen vital fluid to abandon your body. You have been chosen for the sacrifice, and you finally understand the more they do it every year, the more the devil will ask for… they are not saving the people, they are dooming themselves.

“Any last word, our saviour?” they ask, while they almost aroused, desire to slash your neck. They want this, people from this place are nothing but sinners… “I don’t wanna die!” you finally state, shouting to make the crowd beneath your feet go silent.

The priest pushes you to your knees… filthy sinner, how dare you stop their murderous festival in “the name of God”? “Disgusting bitch, even if you are a miko you have no right to stop this!” he shouts, holding the blade himself, so ready to bury it in your chest.

A smirk in your face gets plastered, just to see you are safe. Safe from them, but from the creature behind him? You are not entirely sure.

“Well, well… so I see you have chosen very well this year, huh? I was becoming tired of those whiny little bitches with the only desire to die… boring sluts…” he says, crushing the wrist from that priest to dust. The blade falling to your side, so tempting for you to grab it. The priest doing the same, right from the gallows to the ground.

He is tall, and his face shows nothing but pure evilness and violence. A mask that resembles a jaw covers half his cheek. Blue long hair, horns, a body so perfectly sculpted, a hollow so big carved over what it should be his belly button. His long claws, like the ones the panthers have, look sharper than the edge of the blade that was about to kill you itself.

“Come here, I’d like to use you instead of watching you bleed” he says, pulling you up. You let him do as he pleases, he saved you and nobody can do anything to oppose such thing… after all, you were his offering.

He slashes your clothes; they were see-through after all. The crowd some meters down from where you are can only appreciate the beauty of your nudity. “You sent her to die because you were thinking of me? Or you were all just jealous of her perfect body?” the creature screams, showing you to the people of your village. You don’t feel shy, he is telling the rest the truth.

His right arm covers your breasts, while his left hand covers your sex from behind. You can feel his abs going up and down as he breathes, since he is pressed against your back.

“Should I show you all how pleased I am with your offering?” he asks, making everybody to tremble, except you. For some reason you are smiling, who would have said the King of Hell himself would be the one freeing you from this society.

He graces your chest up your neck and into your mouth with his palm, his thumb reaches for your lower lip and pushes it inside. Your tongue experience the sharp claw, your saliva covers it all up.

Your eyes have transformed, and while before they looked like victim’s ones are now on fire; you have the gaze of the revenge. Is this unholy god fucking you in front of everyone? Maybe. Is it immoral? Yes, as them wanting to slash your neck for their own sake.

You lift your arms up, you graze your ass against the god’s sex, and the smirk never leaves your face. “Do whatever you please with me, my Lord” you mumble when he takes his thumb off your mouth.

“Surely I will, you remind me of Lillith…” he grunts, biting your neck. You two are making a show, a lustful, sinful, unholy, and perverted show… but who is more depraved? You? Or the rest of the crowd that keeps watching?

You moan, the sharp fangs being buried in your neck are as painful as pleasant; you can’t stop squirming underneath him. And the fact that every person is watching you is as sick but really arousing.

“Turn around” he commands, making you face him. His claws this time carve marks on your glutes. The more he squeeze them, the more you moan into his mouth as his lips attack yours. A kiss so filled with passion show the spectators pure concupiscence.  

When his lips kiss more than yours, he begins going down. Your chest seems enticing for him to devour. And indeed, he does. Trapping your nipples with his sharp teeth, he pulls and sucks. You moan, you whine, and your legs become weaker and weaker. In between pants and the horrified looks of your neighbours and friends you ask, “My Lord, do you have a name?”

He smirks, fixing his dilated pupils on yours. He lifts his index, looking for a moment at the people spitting insults at you two… they think they have the right to. By the simple swing of his finger everything around you turns to fire. People run; people scream. Some roll on the ground, they are suffering the real punishment.

“Grimmjow, Sexto Dios del Infierno” he proudly states, after releasing your breast from his mouth.

“Grimmjow, mi Dios…” you purr, softly caressing his blue locks back as you watch the people suffer underneath you, with your ragged clothes still tugged on your arms. You look like a saint, while the demon itself is devouring you. And for a moment everybody seems to disappear, and no matter how tall from the ground both of you are, you feel like you are already in Hell… and it’s not something bad.

The white half mask he has hanging on his cheek punctures your stomach, as he gets more and more desperate while he licks down your belly button to your sex. “You are surely tasty, aren’t you” he says, using his claws to play with the dripping juices of your arousal.

Grimmjow’s playful tongue opens its way inside your folds, making your knees wanting to join and your hand to grab a fistful of his hair. He is not mad at you pulling his blue locks, he is glad you are enjoying his oral session. But for how long before the God claims his superiority to you?

He traces circles around your clit, he sucks strongly, he uses his fingers to dilate your entrance as he does so. You can’t stop mewling, you need climax, you need it now. “Come, come for me” he states, spreading your legs just enough for you to fall over his face. Your sex covers his mouth and nose, he is delighted with your taste, he needs it to be smeared all over his countenance.

It makes you instantly get to the verge of climax, there is no turning back now. People suffering around you is only making you happier, your eyes are turning white from pleasure. You come trembling and laughing at them, something evil has possessed you, or maybe you were always a demon…

“Hah! You are even better than I expected, now, my beautiful slut, I’m gonna wreak you” Grimmjow exclaims, pushing you back so he can stand up. He cleans his mouth with the back of his forearm.

His fingers round your neck in a sudden and violent move, it makes you cough but you don’t care. He said he is wrecking you; you are not surprised. “You wanna choke with my dick, slut?” he asks, lifting you up just a little from the ground.

You swallow with difficulty, and with your eyes fixed on his deep blue ones, you nod. “Say it!” he demands, shaking you. “I- wantgh to choghke withg your digk” you barely mouth, as his fingers keep crushing your neck. 

Grimmjow smiles, putting you back into the ground and letting you breathe. You pant as you watch him take his coverings off. He is not only big, but he doesn’t look exactly like a human. He has more than a bump, and blue lines garnish his skin from his hollowed belly towards his sex.

“Come on, what are you waiting for? Never seen one of this?” he says, jerking his dick up and down. It drips, and it looks exactly like what your insides might have been wanting for all of your life. Anatomically perfect for your entrance, for sure.

You end up hitting your knees against the wooden floor of the swallows underneath you, his claws tangle with your hair so he has a better grip to move your head. The tip of the demon’s dick pushes your lips open, violating your mouth with utmost violence.

You gag when it hits the back of your throat, and tears burst from the corner of your eyes. A beautiful image of what Grimmjow like the most, someone submitting to him, to his godly powers. He laughs as he pounds hard into your gullet, and you smile even through the blurred vision this is causing to you.

“I’d love to flood your mouth with my cum, but I think I wanna try your slit now” he says, pushing you away from his sex. Your mandible is in pain, and the back of your tongue feels the salty taste of his precum, but you are way more excited with him fucking you now.

He softly kicks your shoulder, so you fall on your back. You don’t need to be told to spread your legs and wait for him to bury himself deep inside you. “Eager for my dick, huh?” he says, kneeling like such a god and pulling your ass over his lap.

“Yes, my God” you moan, shivering as your sex barely grazes him. The anticipation for him penetrating you is killing you.

“Then have it, little whore” he grunts, grabbing your hips so that he can bend over and finally enter you. The shape of his sex perfectly slides inside you, pushing upwards to where your g spot is. You whine loudly, the position allows him to get even deep inside you, and his hips can’t wait for a single second to strongly pound into you.

Your toes curl as he goes feral in and out; his long nails carve marks on your sides leaving the little imprints of his pass as he fucks you mercilessly. You can’t think, only feel, leaving this beast to wreck your body in half so lustfully.

At that pace it doesn’t take much for you to burst in climax after climax, while the Devil himself has the time of his life fucking you roughly. And, just when he wants it, just when he decides it, he gives you the last thrusts for him to finally come.

“Are you gonna take all of my cum inside you?” he asks, panting over your raptured body. “Y-es…” you beg, you want him to flood you with his warm release.

“Just as I thought, perfect little slut” he says, moving his hips with a beautiful organic motion that allows him to finally reach peak pleasure. He grunts, showing you his manly jaw muscles getting tensed and his sharp teeth in a sexy smirk. It feels just as you have anticipated, the warmth and the pressure on your womb making you shiver from pleasure…

“Come with me, I want to fuck you for eternity” he offers you, helping you stand up after your body feels absolutely worn out.

“Sure, my King… ~”

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[lasquadrasfuckhouse]

ohoho how about la squadra with a s/o that used to be priest/nun, but they have chosen to forsake god

their mind turned out to be the filthiest shit they’ve even encountered, yet their s/o is the one who call his/her boi “filthy sinner”

basically a smug, hypocritical, not openly perverted freak uwu

I’m sorry that u have to work on this but I couldn’t resist the temptation, since your writings brings me so much joy .///.

anon this ask is absolutely fucking hilarious to me because i'm jewish and we have a number of traditional teachings that lend towards some very pragmatic views on sex (and i never really fully understood priest/nun kink and find it funny more than anything because our religious leaders fuck FNFKFKGJFKD) but i will do my best for u!!!! and thank u im so glad my writing brings u joy 🥺

honestly i think views on priest/nun kink from the perspectives of ppl who are Very Much Not Christian should be its own brand of comedy LMAO

la squadra with a partner who was a priest or nun 🛐

HEADS UP: this post contains mentions of religious trauma. pls stay safe i love u and so does la squadra ❤️

18+ ONLY, MINORS DNI

risotto ✂️

he'll be very curious. he and catholicism do not get along, so he'll wonder if he should be wary or if you're a kindred spirit of sorts

part of him looking satanic and scary is cause it makes him feel safe from that sort of environment. if you express to him that you understand that and you're comforted in being an antithesis to that life too, he'll feel very safe with you.

and he does like your filthy mind, it's satisfying to him and also part of that comfort that you were like 'fuck this actually' and did a 180 into being a kinky assassin. hard line at bringing that shit into the bedroom though. not into it. he'd rather get back in touch with his humanity with you instead of feeling like a 'sinner.'

prosciutto 🚬

he'll raise a brow when he learns of your past. he wonders how you wound up here, but he won't ask. he doesn't think much of it.

he would think he wouldn't have expected you to be so depraved, but on the other hand, you did leave that life behind. it's kinda funny to him more than anything

fondly call him a 'filthy sinner' and he'll chuckle and whisper in your ear: hypocrite.

pesci 🎣

he'll honestly wonder if you're like, Okay. like, u good? most people generally don't go from 0 to 100 like that. sweet man is just concerned

HE DEFINITELY DID NOT EXPECT YOU TO BE SO KINKY. it sort of catches him off guard, but then he thinks maybe it shouldn't be so surprising considering the 0 to 100. he's still very flustered, tho

probably not into bringing it into bed. definitely not into degradation, so!!!

formaggio 🧀

he cracks a lot of jokes about it that's for sure. it's really funny to him

he kind of can't believe how kinky you are not for the fact of what you used to do but because it's too good, right? he's definitely into it tho. he likes how no one coulda guessed.

lovingly call him your 'filthy sinner' and he'll hum and grin and flip you on your back. you want a filthy sinner? he'll give you one. you're his sinner, too

illuso ✨

it definitely interests him. he may taunt you about it; embrace the 'fall from grace' as it were (something something lucifer) and he'll be even more interested.

oh, he really likes how kinky you are. he will absolutely tease you about it. you're such a depraved thing, aren't you? no wonder you left a 'holy' life behind.

call him your sinner, and he'll say you're the real sinner here, but he does enjoy being 'unholy' with you. he will absolutely take you into the mirror world to fuck in one of those fancy cathedrals, the whole ass sistine chapel even. thank u michaelangelo for this depiction of christian god so illuso can defy it by making his partner pray to him in front of it instead

melone 🍈

fascinating! he'd be very interested in learning more on your choice to leave and your perspective if you're down for it.

he LOVES how kinky you are. were you always like that? of course you weren't satisfied with that life. he could certainly satisfy you, though.

call him your filthy sinner, and he'll kiss your neck and go, mm, i think that's you, amore.

ghiaccio ❄️

how the fuck does that happen? he may be sort of mildly curious, but that's all.

it makes perfect sense to him that you're Like That, you rejected it all and became an assassin ffs. not that he isn't still a little bit flustered about it.

he doesn't get the fond name. how can he be a 'sinner' if he isn't even christian???? that shit don't make any sense!!!!! if anyone's the 'sinner' here it's you, but he doesn't get that either cause you chose to leave that life anyway. make more sense, dumbass!!!!!

sorbet and gelato 🔪🍦

they're having the time of their lives. they love to see that nonsense taken down a notch, and the fact that you do too and did it so thoroughly? oh. chef's kiss.

OF COURSE YOU'RE KINKY. THEY LOVE IT. they're rather depraved too, so they'll have a lot of fun fucking you every which way and teasing you about it.

'filthy sinner' kind of turns them on. they love being bad with you and walking further away from god with you (or whatever). they don't need the mirror world to fuck you in a cathedral, get on their level!!!!!

#YIDDISH LAUGHTER #religious trauma -/ #priest kink -/ #la squadra #la squadra x reader #not safe fw #risotto nero #prosciutto #pesci #formaggio #illuso #melone #ghiaccio #sorbet #gelato #vento aureo #ask

[not-me-simping-for-blasty]

so exactly 2 (two!) people asked for the playlist, which means i 100% am going to deliver

alright so without any more of my stupid commentary,, here is the bakugou playlist w/ a little bit of explanation bc i just like to talk about him

Title: *anger noises*

spotify link :)))

1. Love Me Dead - Ludo

lmao basically, about this one, bakugou would. he 10000% would say shit like “you're a parasitic, psycho, filthy creature, finger-bangin' my heart”. that’s all i gotta say about this one

2. Love Bites (So Do I) - Halestorm

look at the title of this song. you gonna tell me that’s not bakugou???

3. Scotty Doesn’t Know - Lustra

distinct blasty boy energy. very much a song i turn up in my car and immeadiately go “yeah- he would crush the dreams of some poor boy and then write a song about it. just to sing his own praises.”

4. Dead! - My Chemical Romance

ummm  “Have you heard the news that you're dead? No one ever had much nice to say, I think they never liked you anyway.” 

-i , sorry for the angst but??? thinkin about bakugou post-kidnapping and kamino ward??? 

5. Modern Swinger - The Pink Spiders

i mean, just the whole chorus rlly. listen to it- bakugou would think that. he would. but esp the line “And its love, It's heavy and it hurts and it's love”

6. Crazy Bitch - Buckcherry

this song is the best misogyny i’ve ever heard. the message is terrible but bakugou would. he would. 

7. Highway Tune - Greta Van Fleet

i- the scREAM/yodel in the beginning of this song?? like “you are my special, you are my special, you are my midnight” , and the “There's one girl that I know I'm never gonna pass” and the “So sweet, So fine, So nice, All mine” , iTS BAKUGOU IT IS, I WILL LITERALLY WRITE AN ESSAY ABOUT IT

8. Witness - Mindless Self Indulgence

“Son of a bitch, god likes me, I am the best, fuck everybody else”

..... i - y’all already kno i aint even gotta explain this one

9. Vicious Love - New Found Glory ft Goddess Hayley Williams

i cannot explain to y’all enough how much this one makes me think about bakugou- PLS ITS ABOUT SEEING SOFTNESS IN OTHER RELATIONSHIPS AND WANTING IT,, BUT STILL ONLY BEING ABLE TO EXPRESS LOVE THRU CONFLICT

10. Uneasy Hearts Weigh The Most - Dance Gavin Dance

no explanation tbh,, the lyrics dont rlly apply but listen to this song n just tRY and tell me it wasn’t on bakugou’s 7th grade playlist

11. Little Monster - Royal Blood

“Heartache to Heartache, I'm your wolf, I'm your man, I say run little monster, Before you know who I am”

yep yep checks out thats bakugou isnt it

12. Run - Foo Fighters

“In another perfect life, in another perfect light, we run” and “Wake up, run for you life with me”

basically its about escaping a world in ruins with someone u love by ur side,,,,, every day i think about writing a bakugou fic with this premise but i havent done it yet and i should

13. I Don’t Care - Fall Out Boy

“I don't care what you think, As long as it's about me, The best of us can find happiness in misery”

..... yep. that last line especially. n just the whole song is big bakugou energy

14. The Suffering - Coheed and Cambria

“If it was up to me, I would have never walked out, So until the sun burns out, Oh, I hope you're waiting”

oooo and “Should we try this again with hope (Bye, bye) Or is it lost, give up the ghost, And should I die all alone as I knew I would, (Then burn in hell young sinner)”

pls i love this song sm, it’s just a rlly good song and it also have massive massive bakugou vibes so thats always a plus

,,,, okay and this last one- and jesus it hurts

15. My Hero - Foo Fighters

no bc it u think about how upset bakugou was after kamino?? with all mights retirement?? pls

“Kudos, my hero, leavin' all the mess, You know my hero, the one that's on, There goes my hero, Watch him as he goes, There goes my hero, He's ordinary”

no bc every single day i think about writing a novel on how much bakugou AND DEKU were affected by all might’s shitty teaching n the ways it’ll probably always set them up to be rivals in some capacity

#bnha bakugou #mha bakugou #bakugou katsuki #katsuki bakugou #bakugou playlist #bakugou x reader #bakugou x y/n #bakugou x you

[mannatea]

CATHERINE sTOP STEALing mY kiLLS

casSAndRA...... catherine.....hm

“filthy central church” lonato might be onto something with this

these church soldiers wanna die so bad

ashe has a sudden breakdown “i killed themmm” i mean you didn’t because you’re so weaksauce you can’t kill anything, but i mean, maybe i’m a shit instructor for bringing you along knowing damn well you care about this man?? i mean plz.

“we must punish any sinner who may inflict harm upon believers” this place is hell itself

honestly this is giving me fe10 vibes a bit with the goddess spiel being almost nonstop, but it’s creepier because we got rhea out here jowls dripping with slobber as she insists for the 400th time that the students need to see what’ll happen to them if they rebel... like wtf

wehhhh this random ritual is sO important and more important than the lives of children... okay -_-

rhea voice: i’ll be fine but blasphemy is the ULTImatE sIN

okay but like the xenophobes under the monastery roof are totally fine. i gotcha.

please tell me i get to murder rhea myself. i may hate her rn

dimitri is spilling his guts to me in a big way. this boi is so wholesome wtf

he did this so that i don’t have a choice but to bust my ass training orphans

sylvain...shut up about the ladies

i also love shamir

seteth “i am very much stronger than i appear” jolly green giant

“good sparring partners like you don’t grow on trees” 

byleth voice: i did. because i’m a peach. :|

dedue: “...”

byleth: “...”

dedue: “...”

byleth: “...”

dedue: “i uhhhhh owe u a debt of gratitude”

felix is not great at harmonizing... good to know

HELLO??? THIS TEA PARTY SHIT IS SO WEIRD IS THIS THE NEW WAIFU BLOWING GAME

dimitri: *receives one (1) bruise*

dedue: hhghHHHHHuLK wORRY

dimitri like “you often choose to address me as your highness” and my brain was like “you should call me daddy instead” and i hate myself ghghghhsdfkdsjafldkasj

annette the pan exploder. if you couldn’t tell i’m doing some supports. dedue is the most wholesome character in this game i know it i can TELL

feLIX U ASSHOLE BE NICE TO ASHE

“friendship, loyalty, justice. only fools allow their lives to be ruled by such nonsense” felix this is why you will die alone (every chapter)

“BLIND ENTHUSIASM IS DANGEROUS BE MORE MODERATE IN UR PASSIONS” i’ll remember this later u dumbass

look i think felix could be making a good point here, he sounds like me when someone says something Objectively Wrong at work and i chase them yodeling in their face like a hound dog so that they know EXACTLY why they’re very wrong, but it all sounds incredibly stupid coming from this guy like... lol???

i fucking sCREAMED when ashe obliterated felix with one sentence “YOU ARE EXACTLY LIKE THE KNIGHT IN THIS STORY”  imagine that little freckled pipsqueak one hit KO’ing you in a sentence. “i’m going to lend you this book” DO NOT give him a choice ashe, FORCE him to read it

lurk outside his window and read it to him at night if u must

mercedes and ingrid are so gayyyyy “you’re welcome to come visit my room whenever you’d like” GhGHGHHHHHH i WHY CANT THEY MARRY????

got some women supporting women over here and i love it i almost even got emotional don’t look at me

mercedes is so cute?? and wholesome???? her backstory?? damn sylvain was actually good in that support

felix if you bully mercedes i’ll kill you myself.

“WHEN YOU WERE EIGHT YOU CAME ONTO MY SWEET SWEET GRANNY. MY GRANNY.” FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT

INGRID GURL YOU TELL HIM WHAT FOR

annette is a master manipulator.

“you have nice footwork” i’M SCREAMING.

“YOU’RE EVIL, FELIX!”

i’m fuCKING CRYINGGggggGGG “and you’re shouting” he says, admitting he’s evil

“your stomach isn’t far from your heart” hghgh

this conversation makes annette look unhinged and felix totally sane with a good sense of humor 

#manna plays fe3h

[thegodlessqueen]

DYNASTY

A few slightly dark HC’s about each member of the bloodline of the Emeritus, from an individual point of view, because why not?

Nihil - Sin of greed. 

An authoritarian, ambitious, distant and frequently unreachable individual. Nihil was known for his intense, nearly obsessive desire for wealth, power, and influence, he wanted to make of the church a powerful, fear-inducing institution, which as the leader of it wasn't necessarily a bad thing, but often resulted in him driven by anger, frustration and disappointment as his standards of what the church should be were mostly unreachable, he often said ‘’I want to go down in the history of the ministry''.

 Though he can be kind and gentle if it fits his mood, he often is described as a ''difficult'' and ''unreasonable'' individual by his children, especially because, regardless of what he or any of his sons could accomplish in their reign, it was never enough for his ambitions.

Emeritus I - Sin of pride.

By far the voice of reason in his family. Wise beyond his years and ever so hungry for knowledge, the first of the Emeritus had a mind as deep as the bottomless sea and a tongue as sharp as a blade, besides an incredible talent for arcane arts and occultism, which often compensated his fragile, thin figure and questionable health.

 He was a powerful sorcerer and even better diplomat, who rewarded loyalty and hard work, and punished ignorance and indolence, unfortunately, he wasn't particularly social nor open to others opinions, regardless of how much he accomplished in his papacy, his arrogance often eclipsed his achievements, his pride and inflexibility made his followers and himself fall often under the weight of his own ego. Truth is... as the first of the Emeritus, the expectations that the clergy and his family had on him were nearly the double that his brothers ever had to endure, he was Nihil’s first child after all, and there was an army of highly-positioned members of the church that wanted to tear him to pieces to take his place, but they could only watch in anger as he looked down upon them, when his father demanded respect from him to the high clergy, he only responded:

''I'm Emeritus the first, leader of this church and rightful heir to the title, i will not bow for them.''

Emeritus II - Sin of wrath.

A strong, independent, and brave men. Disciplined and with nearly impenetrable self-confidence, Emeritus the second trusted himself and his own strength before anything and anybody else, he was known between other things for being an extremely gifted leader, with a strong sense of duty and an intimidating presence, unbendable under the weight of the church... but with a disastrous lack of mercy or empathy. 

He was the embodiment of fury, not as an inability to control his temperament, but as someone with absolutely no fear to show cruelty or brutality, he had zero tolerance for rebellion and enjoyed crushing the spirit of his detractors into submission, his methods were often viewed as severe and crude and his papacy was perceived by the faithful more like a tyranny. Allegedly he was Nihils favorite, as the old patriarch often mistook the fear of his son's followers by respect.

''If I want them to fear me...? Yes, because they should... i want them to bow before me, i want them to know that i will not doubt to destroy them if they are ever to challenge me, for what is a leader who not only inspires respect but a little bit of fear in the hearts of his followers?'' 

Emeritus III - Sin of lust.

The day that Emeritus the third assumed the title... the whole church stood in awe and held its breath... as it seemed like finally, the mitre had felled on the head of a perfect fit. The third of the brothers, regardless of his young age, seemed to have inherited all the kindness and sympathy that his older siblings lacked,  he was awfully charismatic, gentle and patient, loved especially by the younger members of the church, the type of person that could have the whole world on its knees, and under the close guidance of his older brothers, he could have been the best leader in a lifetime... until he got bored... 

After being forced by his father to take the title of papa, something seemed to switch in the mind of the young leader. He was horrendously manipulative, using his charms to get away with whatever he wanted. He was reckless, irresponsible and totally oblivious of his duties as the head of the church, ''an entitled brat'' as described by others, often defiant to any figure of authority, he seemed more interested in gambling, partying, extravagant fashions and carrying a dangerously lascivious way of living, this caused the adoration of the younger and wilder side of the church, but total abhorrence of the higher clergy as they saw no end to the young papa insatiable appetite for debauchery, and from their perspective, positioned the church into a humiliating position. 

''Does it comes as a surprise for you? i never failed to show that the crown that my father has forced me to wear interest me none. He and the clergy chained me to a throne, and could not care less of whatever i had to say, well... now i can't care less about anything that they have to say...’’

What's up my dear filthy sinners? here are some headcanons that nobody asked for about... i dunno, their personalities? the whole fanart started because i want to make them look like in one of those old Edwardian-era family photos where everybody looks sad or angry. 

Their clothing is supposed to more or less reflect their individual characteristics, for example, Nihil looks like a mob boss, E1 outfit is like supposed to look like  a high born early 19th-century guy (he likes bolo ties, fight me), E2 outfit is supposed to resemble the royal navy uniforms of the same era, and E3 is a slightly more modern take of E1 outfit with a little bit of victorian fashion splashed around, hope u guys liked it.

#Ghost #ghost fanart #ghost headcanons #papa emeritus i #papa emeritus ii #papa emeritus iii #papa nihil #GodlessQueenArt #papa II looks like he is ready to invade France lol

[lauriejuspeczyk]

embarrassing q&a about izzy and john,,, @honeybite and @kiryukazumas ayyyy

1. How did they first meet? Izzy gets transferred to Hope County and on her literal first day on the job she gets sucked up into the whole fiasco with the peggies and she ends up stranded in Hope County (with Reina and Aria wooooo). She and John first find out about each other when she helps Nick Rye steal back his plane!!! Nick tells her about what’s goin down and she feels sorry for him, and then he describes John to her and she’s like “wow he sounds like a douchebag. let’s break into his shit.” because Izzy loves being a shit disturber. It turns into a whole big rivalry after that. 2. What did they think of each other at first? What was their first impression of the other? They do a lot of just like, hearing about each other from other people, or arguing over the radio before they actually physically meet. (They physically meet for the first time when Izzy gets kidnapped to be baptized). John’s first impression is she’s just another out of control sinner who needs to be shown the error of her ways blah blah blah pbbtbtbtbpbt. Izzy thinks John is pretentious and very high strung, which supremely clashes with her own personality, but she really likes fucking with him and gets a lot of satisfaction from making him mad lol 3. Were they immediately interested / attracted, or did that come later? Oh they hate each other at first!! They finally actually like MEET meet at the baptism. John knew who Izzy was right away but she didn’t really piece together who he was until she heard his voice. John was physically attracted to Izzy when he saw her and he like,,, wasn’t expecting that, because all she’d done up till then was piss him off lol. It causes a lot of inner turmoil for him because it’s the whole,,, “I shouldn’t feel like that because you’re a filthy sinner so I’m gonna repress the fuck out of this. im sure nothing bad will come of that. bottling ur feelings is good and works”. He tries drowning her right away at the baptism and Joseph has to come and be like “chill.” Izzy doesn’t really think anything of John after she first meets him, it takes a lot longer for her to be interested in him like that than vice versa, but getting almost drowned is really a big wake up call for her in that the guy she’s fucking with probably has a lot more personal issues than she realized lol 4. Why did they fall for each other? lMFAO UHHHFHFHH its so complicated, fuck. John’s feelings are at the start just a big crush at first. He just thinks she’s very pretty and she pisses him off constantly but he subconsciously likes the attention she gives him. John wouldn’t realize he’s in love with Izzy until a while after their rivalry starts weirdly turning into a strange friendship. I’m writing a stupid fic that may or may not actually ever be finished so I’ll just recap events here: There’s a moment when John is really angry (For reasons...u’ll see... or will u... who knows...) and Izzy calms him down by like,,, grabbing him and making him lie down with his head in her lap and she just kinda like shushes him, and he just lies there looking up at her and he’s like,,, never really been touched like that his whole life. Like never when he was growing up and then certainly never now, especially in response to his anger, so he just kind of I think,,, realizes it in that moment. but also he has a LOT of conflicting feelings about it because he also realizes he can NEVER change Izzy in a way that lets them be together (ie make her join edens gate, nevuuuurrr gonna happen). For John it’s a combination of she’s brave and kind and patient and all her fucking around aside, she’s genuinely a good person, and she relates to his pain and they have funny conversations and she makes him feel good and loved, just like NORMAL ASS REASONS TO FALL IN LOVE? but again, he can’t acknowledge that he genuinely loves her, because she’s a sinner and working against Eden’s Gate, so instead he processes it as this weird crazy religious thing where he thinks she’s a bigger deal than she actually is, like she’s somehow really important and God sent her just for him or something lmao... basically realizing he was in love with her really fucked him up a lot more. For Izzy it’s EVEN MORE COMPLICATTTEDDDD... She probably has feelings for John by the same time he does for her, but she represses it a lot harder and better than he does. For her it’s this thing of she also has genuine reasons to love him but she struggles a lot with how broken as a person he is. She thinks she sees a genuinely good side to him that she’s in love with but she can’t figure out how to make the like,,, crazy part of him,,, stop lmao, and she also struggles with the idea that it’s not her responsibility to BASICALLY FIX HIM so she just represses instead. She also struggles a lot with how he’d probably want her to join Eden’s Gate and how she knows she can probably never convince him to leave so she doesn’t even try to have that conversation. She handles all the repressing like A TON BETTER than John does lmfao she’s much more emotionally stable and just like way more level headed than him, but it’s still a big thing that she’s really just not sure what to do about, so she does......Nothing! 5. Who flirted more before they started their relationship and how? Izzy! flirts! all! the time! She mainly does it as a joke because she loves how fuckin mad John gets when she does lmao!!! 6. Who made the first move/confessed first? no confessioooonnnn I don’t think... probably not ever, or at least not until it’s way too late lmao. See #4, they both are basically pre-convinced that it would never work so they never do anything about it. If anyone was to confess it would be John but he’d have to be under a lot of pressure to do so ie: one of them is about to die or something 7. When did they have their first kiss and under what circumstances? GOD I DON’T EVEN KNOW HONESTLY I HAVEN’T THOUGHT THIS FAR AHEAD JKJKFKJAFJK. I can honestly imagine Izzy doing something stupid as fuck like asking John to kiss her because she thinks it’ll just make him freak out or get mad, and John actually doing it and then Izzy being like UHHHHHHHHHHH I HAVE TO GO.  8.  Which one is more easily made jealous? John 100% but he pretends he doesn’t get jealous :-) but he is toxic as fuck and getting jealous puts him in a MOOD 9. What do they fight about? Who’s the first to apologize? THEY FIGHT LITERALLY ALL THE TIME IT’S ALL THEY KNOW BAYBEE!!!!! JOHN JUST GETS MAD AT HER AND THEN IZZY LAUGHS ABOUT IT THATS THEM THAT’S THE WHOLE DYNAMIC!!!! 10. Did they have a first date? Where did they go? lmfAO I mean they have a lot of little hang outs together at John’s cabin that despite their intentions can sometimes get TENSE... but   again...you’d have to beat them with a stick to get either of them to acknowledge the romantic undertones to anything that happens between them 11. What do their friends and family think? Do they approve of the relationship? NOBODY KNOWWWWS LMAO. Izzy goes out of her waaay to lie about it; she tells Jerome for example that she’s just spying. Some people think its like glaringly obvious though (ie Adelaide being like “hey so John Seed is like...crazy in love with you huh” and Izzy being like “WHAT?????? NO???????”) The only people who know she’s friends with John are Reina and Aria, but even them she lies to about how deep it got. She’s esp cautious with Reina because Reina hates John and honestly she thinks that’s hilarious. In general depending on the person she actually feels kind of ashamed because it feels like she’s betraying hope county on some level? so she just kind of is constantly juggling various lies depending on the person lol 12. Do they like to cuddle/hold hands? Do they prefer to do it privately rather than in public? honestly I can imagine them ending up holding hands or something and just like NOT looking at each other at all when they do, and then stopping and never acknowledging that it happened ever again lmao 13. How long do they wait before sleeping together for the first time (If they do)? Under what circumstances does it happen? ajsfkjsajkfjkakjfjskkjakasfasjf I DON’T KNOW!! I haven’t thought this far but it would probably happen at his cabin when they are alone and they’d probably just like somehow end up just making out somehow lol and Izzy would constantly break it off for a second to be like “we should stop” and then keep going lmfaofjsafkksaj it would be just like way 2 messy and way too much touching and kissing cuz they’re both way too much bottled up, and it would most definitely only happen ONCE and then John would be even more obsessed with her afterwards and Izzy would be like “wow I fucked up lol” 14. Who tops? physically John; emotionally Izzy, does this make sense, who knos......... 15. Do they get married? Who proposes & how? that’s a no from me dog 16. Do they have children? How many? What are their names? again no, but I feel like if you brought up the stupid ass cliche idea of getting married and having some kids and having a little suburban house John would start frothing at the mouth and then izzy would wake up in a cold sweat somewhere

#oc izzy #izzy and john

[mydemimonde]

happy new year | b.h

warnings: S M U T +18! unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it folks), oral sex (m&f), smoking kink, fingering, dirty talk, squirting

author's note: i had this smut in my drafts since january skdksk enjoy sinners 💘 and thanks for reading my previous smut! glad y'all liked it 💕

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You were standing in the balcony admiring the beautiful night, hearing some soft music in the background. The fresh air was filling your lungs and made you shiver a little, until you felt his warm presence behind you.

"Enjoying the view?" asked Ben as he put his hands on your waist, hugging you and leaving soft kisses on your neck. You smiled and caressed his strong arms as you nodded. He kissed your cheek sweetly and went back inside. You turned to see him and you swore you have never seen anything that sexier and it was silly, because all he was doing was pouring some champagne in your glasses. He was wearing black trousers and a white shirt. You thanked every existent God because of that shirt: you could see his toned back through it and it made you start having inappropriate thoughts. The sleeves were rolled-up so you could see the veins in his arms. Holy shit.

"Take a picture, it'll last longer" he smirked. Little motherfucker, you thought and rolled your eyes. "Here you have baby" he handed you the glass of champagne and cheered with you.

"The night is beautiful, isn't it?" you asked him as he put his arm around your waist, pulling you closer to him.

"It is indeed. But you know what else is more beautiful? You."

You laughed at his stupid and cheesy pick-up line and hit him on the shoulder. "Look for another pick-up line, that doesn't work" he laughed and your heart fluttered. His laugh was music to your ears. You watched him as he drank his champagne, then you stared at his chest. The first buttons were unbuttoned, and you bit your lip. This man was carved by God himself.

"Stop biting that lip" he said while he grabbed at your ass hard, making you gasp. You wanted him so bad you could feel yourself getting wet. The things you would do to him that night.

"Sorry you are too sexy. Couldn't hold myself back" you replied innocently looking away from him. You heard him chuckle as he took a cigarette off his pocket. He lighted it up and smoke it. He looked so sexy while smoking. You smiled thinking about the idea you just had. You took his arm to see his watch. "Look, we have one minute before midnight."

"Ok then. Let me say something," he cleared his throat and you laughed at his dorkiness. "Thanks for sharing this year with me. Couldn't have been better" you smiled.

"Thanks for everything Ben. I love you and I want to share not only next year with you but a thousand of years more" he smiled admiring you.

"I love you too" you kissed and you heard the fireworks around you. He smiled in the middle of the kiss and looked at you before kissing you again, this time more passionately. You felt his hands making his way to your ass and grabbing it. You let out a small moan and he took the chance to insert his tongue. Your tongues battled for a while as you started to unbutton his shirt. He pulled apart for a while and you whined. "Let's go inside darling" he told you. You took his hand and went inside, left the glasses on the table and kissed him again hungrily. He put one hand on your ass and the other on your neck pulling you as close as he could. You started to take his shirt off and took a look at his chest and abs. "Let me take you this off," he said while taking of your dress fast but careful at the same time. You loved that dress and he did too. He admired you with his mouth open. You decided to wear a sexy black lingerie and with the heels you were wearing you looked like a total goddess to him. He started kissing at your neck, sucking at the sensitive spot he knew so well while with his right hand he caressed your belly getting closer to the place you needed him the most. His fingers traced your clothed folds and he let out a grunt. "God you are so wet," he whispered in your ear and bit your lobe.

"Mmm," you muttered and placed your hand on his crotch. He gulped. "Take me to bed, daddy" you whispered in a soft voice.

He smirked and threw you over his shoulder, slapping at your ass. When you get to the room he threw you on your king sized bed and hovered you. He pinned your arms above your head and started kissing your neck, down to your chest and your belly. You closed your eyes enjoying the moment, he continued kissing your abdomen and went back to attack at the skin of your neck, leaving marks. A moan escaped your mouth as you felt his hand slip inside your panties, touching your clit with his thumb. He teased you, slowly he traced his fingers through your folds, adding to your wetness (if that was even possible). He took his fingers out and licked your juices while looking at you right in the eyes. God, he was so sexy while doing that and you bit your lip. You could feel his hard member against your leg so you started to unbelt him really fast, you needed him inside you. He smiled.

“So eager,” in less than a second you switched positions with him, now you were on top. He looked surprised, and you started to take his trousers off. His dick was so hard, trying to get out of the boxers. You took them off, spit in your mouth and started jacking him off. He put an arm behind his head, looking at you. You licked him slowly, enjoying his hisses. You payed attention to the head, noticing how red it was getting and how hard it was for him to breathe. You swirled your warm tongue around the tip and licked the vein on him.

“You like that, daddy?” you said, tasting his precum. He bit his lip as you took him fully in your mouth. You looked so fucking hot he could cum right there. You played with his balls and he moaned loudly, his eyes were wide open.

“Fuck, you are doing so good” he grabbed a fistful of your hair and started thrusting into your mouth, not letting you breathe properly. But you didn't give a single fuck. You started gagging and his dick twitched into your mouth, you felt his veins and you knew he was getting closer. He pulled out and you got ready for him to shoot his cum on your face, but he didn't. He grabbed you by your waist and threw you back on your bed. “Let me return the favor” he took your panties off, put your legs around his head and started kissing your tights, sucking at the skin and leaving marks. You felt his hot breath in your cunt and you took a deep breath. You choked when you felt his tongue swirl your clit and then lick at your folds. He sucked at your clit and you could see the stars, he traced his fingers through your folds and inserted two of them, moving them slowly. You bit your lip to hold back the moans and he stopped. “Don't hold them back darling, let me hear you” you did as told and he continued his torturing pace. He continued sucking at your clit, drawing circles on it and fingering you faster while squeezing your tits.

“Oh my God! Don't stop” the knot in your stomach began to form as he ate you out like a starving man, as if your cunt was the only meal left in the world. You were getting so close, you wanted relief. “Ben, I'm close” you desperately moaned and he went faster.

“Cum for me baby. Come on my face” this triggered you and you screamed as you squirted all over his face. He looked at you surprised while you were trying to catch your breath. “That was… so fucking hot babe. Think you can do that again?” his face was drenched, that turned you on even more.

“Let's see,” you winked at him “let me ride your cock”

He smirked. “You just read my mind” he laid out on bed, his head on the pillow and his arms behind his head. You were going to straddle him when you remembered the idea you had earlier.

“Wait. Please take this” you took a cigarette of the table next to the bed and lit it. He took it and hung it on his mouth.

“You kinky little slut” you smiled taking his cock and sat on it slowly, feeling every inch of him. You loved it. You placed your hands on his chest and started moving slowly, his hands on your hips helping you move. He was so hard and big. “Sure you can take it?”

“I want it all. I love taking it all” you looked at him, eyes full of lust.

“Fucking hell” he lifted his hips a bit and you felt him completely. He filled you up so perfectly. You started bouncing on his dick, taking it all. His moans were so sexy, you started clawing at his chest and this was too much for him. “You look so fucking hot right now, riding my cock”

The words coming out from him were so filthy, you loved his dirty talk.

“Mmm you love this pussy huh? You love how tight I am?” you teasingly asked while clenching your walks around him, making him moan loud.

“Keep going baby. You are doing so good” he hissed when you reached and squeezed his balls with your hand. You kept fucking him, enjoying the view of him smoking and grunting, eyes closed and throwing his head back. He turned off the cigarette and sat up on his elbows to suck at your tits. He sucked and licked, sending you over the edge. You bit his shoulder, the pleasure was too much for you to take.

“Oh shit Ben, I'm gonna-- ah!” you pulled out and squirted again, Ben had to wrap his arms around you so you didn't fall off the bed. Your juices covered his cock and his chest. You were in a bliss. He kissed you to calm you before pounding into you again, so hard and fast you could feel yourself coming again. But you tried to focus on him so you started riding him again, pulling out his hair and looking into his eyes. “Your dick feels so good baby. You are so deep inside me” his grip around your waist tighten and you felt him twitch. “Cum inside me Ben. Fill me up” your dirty words made him cum so hard, he let out a loud moan and pulled out. You tried to catch your breath as he held you close. When you recovered, he smiled and kissed you softly.

“Happy new year darling”

“Happy new year Ben”

#ben hardy #ben hardy imagine #ben hardy smut #ben hardy x reader

[sashi-ya]

Well well, we arrived in hell after the last Event haha 😂

No hell without me. This time, I would like to ask for human Niji and Yonji with a female succubus reader. I think these two are complete sinners so it should be in Jigoku I guess. Kinks are your choice this time. I thought of the prompt: "Did you seriously expect to be sent to heaven?"

Thank you very much for all these cool events and for all your hard work and effort. I always love to read your stories, even for characters I usually don't read. Again, thank you very much 😊💙

Hello my love!! of course! I love to write for you! You are always so supporting of my work and I'm endlessly thankful for it!! love u! I hope you enjoy this sinful fic I wrote for you!! have a wonderful day/night!! 💖

𝑵𝒔𝒇𝒘 ~ 𝑽𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒎𝒐𝒌𝒆 𝑵𝒊𝒋𝒊, 𝑽𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒎𝒐𝒌𝒆 𝒀𝒐𝒏𝒋𝒊 𝒙 𝑭! 𝑺𝒖𝒄𝒄𝒖𝒃𝒖𝒔! 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 ~ 𝑷𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒑𝒆𝒊𝒂

➡ Tw: nsfw. kinda femdom. Bondage (St. Andrew's X Cross). Impregnation. Degrading Niji cause why not. Cummies with no hands. DP (anal + vag). Oral. Cum swallowing. "Priapeia" is a collection of eighty anonymous short Latin poems in various meters on subjects pertaining to the fertility god Priapus. (From here, the term "priapism" used in medicine, meaning a prolonged abnormal erection) ➡ Wc: 2.3K ➡ Want more? visit the masterlist

“Well, well…. What do we have here?” “Woman! Who are you? Let us go!” “I dare you touch me, filthy lower being of a woman”

You laugh, these brats think they have any chance of scaping… let alone of treating you like less of their superior.

Poor naïve creatures, they haven’t still realized where exactly they are…

You walk around them, sinners like these guys must be tied to wooden crosses. They are extremely violent and strong, but nobody, surely, is able to resist your enchantments…

“I DEMAND YOU SHOW US YOUR FACE!” the blue haired one shouts, trying to break the chains that hold him tight. “Ah… I knew that you were gonna be the one demanding! Well, well then…” you whisper, crawling from the darkness and appearing behind him. Your lips barely graze his ear, making his skin go all bumpy.

They aren’t wearing those fancy suits no more, no glasses, no crazy hairstyles. Only fine linen coats that are almost see-through. And they are dressed that way so it’s easier for you to read their reactions. “Already shaking, Niji?~” you purr, passing your long nails from his neck to his chest.

The blue haired man shivers with your sudden and sensual touch, and his sky eyes widen the more your hand goes down.  “I am -not- shaking” he answers back, moving his head to the opposite side from where you are.

“Bro- she- she is hot” the green haired one mumbles; he is fixing his lustful stare on you to which you respond giving him a perverse smirk. “You seem more docile, right… Yonji?” You giggle, the heart shaped eyes of Yonji are lovely to you… no wonder they ended up in Hell, lust runs through their veins, and you are gonna take good advantage of it.  

You walk around to stand before the brothers, this time showing yourself completely to them. Your sexy figure appears in front of them, making them gawk at your image. Tight leather clothes and gloves, thigh high boots and horns, you are known as the sexiest succubus of Hell.

“So… gentlemen, or, should I say youngsters… would you willingly give me your seed?” you ask, with your hands on your hips, admiring how they reduce themselves to lascivious frothing beasts.

Their faces garnish with naughty smirks, their hardness begin to show underneath their coats. Even wet patches appear on their crotches, they are already dripping. Ready, they are all so ready.

You are aware of each of their sins, and the most sinful is the blue haired one. He was called a blue demon while in the living world, interesting…

“No smirking, I need you to say it, you want to give me your seed?” you ask again, this time carving your nails in Niji’s cheeks. “Suck it off my dick if you want it” he answers back, acting as you expected, disrespectful and dominant.

You scoff, poor creature… “Bet I can do it without sucking it” you tell him, shaking his face and then tucking a blue tuft behind his ear. “Cute little shit” you whisper, barely licking his cupid’s bow. You notice his hips slightly searching for you, he is just another horny man, he only wants to graze his dick against you for a little bit of release.

Your stare fixes on his as you move away from him, leaving him already unsatisfied and annoyed.

“You seem a little more open to me, tell me Yonji… you want me to suck your seed?” you ask, caressing his cheek with the tip of your fingernail. Nail that traces a path towards his lips, intruding his mouth by pushing his lips open. He nods, the green haired man is delighted with your behaviour, and he is determined to enjoy it as much as possible.

“Huh? What’s that?” you ask again because he isn’t able to speak but barely babble with your finger inside his mouth. “I wantf to gif you my seedf” he repeats, sure and hard. “Very good, Yonji! Then, please suck my fingers real nice”.

Yonji does as he is told, while you take a look at the neglected blue haired brother with the side of your eye. He is trying to look away, but the wet patch on his clothes is growing bigger every second it passes.

Satisfied at how well Yonji has covered your fingers in his saliva, you finally rip his clothes in half. His huge frame and hard abs spasm in front of you, clean skin so ready to be bitten and kissed.

“Oh Yonji, honey! You have such a thick dick! I wonder if your brother is as thick as you” you comment when you get pleasantly surprised at his size. He laughs, but Niji doesn’t. He grunts, you can see his legs trying to move up and down, perhaps because he needs a little touch, a little attention ~

The green haired brother laughs and tells his brother he is gonna have way more fun than he was expecting as you kneel right before him. You use your damped fingers to mix its wetness with the one on the tip of his dick. Little taps and drags over his gland make him squirm, the sound of the chains echoing all around mixed with his grunts of pleasure.

Not only you use your fingers, but also your palm. Tracing little circles over it you also pump his shaft up and down. It makes Yonji bite his own lips, overstimulation is something he has only tried once or twice in his life and he wasn’t even able to do so for more than a few minutes… oh, but nobody can’t stop you now, not even himself.

When you decide you are having a lot of fun, but you need more, your lips surround his sex. Up and down, you smile with his dick inside your mouth, feeling how Yonji’s hip buck up so that he is able to go deep into your throat. It makes you gag a little and get teary eyes. Glossy stare that excites him intensely…

And also, a glossy stare that finds Niji’s one fixed on the lickerish devouring motions of your lips. How perverse, getting off to his brother’s dick getting sucked…

As you keep giving Yonji’s an oral delight, it’s impossible for you not to notice Niji’s blushed cheeks, he is unable to look away and the fabrics covering him up at this point are completely damped in precum and sweat. You smile at him with his brother’s sex in your mouth, pulling back just to show him your tongue licking the tip of it.

Niji swallows, and Yonji growls. He is so close, both are…

You unzip your dress, allowing your breasts to show to both. You squeeze them together as you keep sucking, even if your mandible feels sore from Yonji’s thickness.

“Yonji, hun… I wanna drink all of your seed” you tell him, with strings of saliva forming in between your lips and his sex. He widens his eyes and bites his lips, that for him is a beautiful show of whore-ly behaviour he has never experienced before. “Take it all then, swallow every drop”

He throws his head back, hitting it with the wood cross behind him as he gets ready for ecstasy. And it’s a good opportunity for you to show Niji the way his brother’s dick form a bump on your throat as he goes deep, deep. Your eyes fix into his desperate stare, he is grimacing, and he is biting the inside of his mouth. One eye closed, with painful expression of wanting to stop something he can’t, like wanting to block the course of a river with just a log.

“Cum for me, little bastard” you think, making Niji finally burst with just your lustful stare. And he does, his eyes becoming watery, teary, as he cums with no hands, feeling disgusted at himself, but still panting with his seed dripping through his legs to the floor. He moans soundly, catching Yonji’s attention, who, annoyed also finishes.

Your mouth gets filled in warm, sticky release. Seed you swallow completely, but that’s not enough for you, not yet.

“You idiot, quit looking at me!” Yonji scolds his older brother, half embarrassed but still spasming from his orgasm. Niji is unable to speak, he remembers your words “bet I can do it without sucking” and sinks in pure shame; you were right. And how cute he looks that way… apparently taming him was easier than you thought.

You stand up and walk towards him, your fingers run from his ankle up to his thigh, cleaning the white liquid drops as he looks to the side, covered by his long blue bangs. “Aw, this seed got spilled! It’s ok, I know you still have a lot more for me, don’t you?” you tell him, sucking your finger clean off it. Your actions make him get short of breath, he can’t deal with your level of impurity, not even him.

“Would you want to fuck me, Niji baby?” you ask, moving his bangs to the side just to kiss his neck. His skin reacts instantly, a little whimper leaves his lips. “I think that’s a yes… isn’t it?” you giggle, grabbing his dick over his damped clothes with your whole hand.

“I- yes” he stutters, nobody would say that’s Dengeki Blue. “Cool, be careful with the fall then!” you suddenly tell him, letting the cross in which he is tied fall back, so he is left horizontally facing you.

Yonji gawks, he wants you crawling and straddling your hips over his lap as you are doing with his brother. Your hands land on his sweaty pecs, nails cutting the fabric that covers him slowly as you hump on his overly sensitive dick.

Niji squirms under your touch, that dom attitude seems to have vanished from him and now he is all putty under you. The scratching of your claw makes his mandible tense, or perhaps is your bare sex grazing his above with already seed stained cloth.

“Please…” he moans, he is desperate to feel your clenching walls around his shaft. “What do you want? You want your dick inside of me? You wanna feel the warmth of my insides? You want me jumping on your dick? Huh?” you ask, reaching for his lips in a serpentine motion with your breasts grazing his chest, and your hard nipples against his.

He nods desperately, he wants it, he feels tears sprouting from he corner of his eyes. Niji becomes unrecognisable, he is just a whimpering mess now and he needs you like oxygen to breathe.

“Fiiine, fine… you’ve been neglected enough” you laugh, grabbing his sex and guiding it into you. You jump brutally on him, so it goes deep enough to make you scream. His eyes become blank from pleasure; his mind becomes completely empty.  

Humping over him, carving marks on his abs as you do so, you drag him to ardour. “Let’s make sure no seed is spilled now, ok?” you purr, as you go up, down, back, and forth on him. He is only able to whine back at your orders as you go faster and harder on him. Your fingertips pinch his nipples from now and then, and sometimes you smile at Yonji who eagerly waits for his turn.

But oh, who wants to take one at the time? Not you, honey!

With a finger snap the chains that hold the youngest of the Vinsmokes, break. He falls on his knees to the ground, but he doesn’t care. He knows why you want him free.

“Come on, Yonji-chan… come fill me up too” you command, spreading your glutes to give him a better view and access. Amazed and thirsty for more, Yonji pounces into you, as you keep riding the blue haired brother.

Yonji spits on his hand to lubricate his hard dick again, this time he is allowed to fuck you, and he will do it wonderfully and hard. He pushes himself slowly at first on your rear entrance, just to make room inside you for his dick too.  

When he completely enters, you grunt. Clenching walls milk both of them, at this point Niji is unable to even speak, only pant like an animal and Yonji begins moving steadily in and out of you with his huge hand around your neck from behind.

“You like our dicks filling you up, huh?” he whispers in your ear, as you are a slave from your own hedonism. “Keep fucking me this way and you will be regarded in this hell of a place!” you moan louder feeling as Niji’s abs begins tensing in sign of him ready to cum. He is about to achieve his main purpose in here, impregnate a succubus. Yonji is not far from cumming either, and the more you feel their pumping lengths inside you, you are also getting closer.

You let yourself fall over Niji, just to bite his lips as you reach climax, while he does too. The crushing weight of Yonji makes it difficult to breath for both of you, but it’s just another adding to the exhilaration of your orgasms.

You feel your caves expanding with their warm releases, flooding you up so good. You are glad you had dragged them down here, for the eternity… that’s for sure.

You stand up, leaving them agitated and tired. You are way more powerful than them, in a lot of senses… and you will have them hard, needy, for the rest of their stay…

“Ah, I love these new additions to Hell! Good job guys, you will be rewarded!”. “Hell?” Yonji asks, still panting but scared. Apparently they love themselves too much to even think they could end up in hell… are they even aware of their sins?

“Did you seriously expected to be sent to heaven? Ha! Kids, you are in the deepest level of Hell! Enjoy, little bastards 💖~”

#vinsmoke niji #vinsmoke niji x reader #vinsmoke yonji x reader #yonji vinsmoke #vinsmoke family #vinsmoke siblings #vinsmoke brothers #germa 66 fan fic #germa brothers #germa 66 #one piece #germa 66 smut #ichiji vinsmoke smut #niji vinsmoke #one piece x reader #one piece x you #sashi ya #one piece fanfiction #one piece x oc #one piece x y/n #vinsmoke yonji smut #vinsmoke niji smut #vinsmoke smut #welcome to hell event

[filthyjanuary]

Who you are to me: you're someone I followed because I was actively looking for Wincest (I started watching the show and shipping them after Nov 5 😩 I know.....). And. I get annoyed a lot at the things you rb because most of it has nothing to do with SPN (didn't expect that, ig most wincesties don't rb everything onto their blogs, bc most of them have sideblogs or just focus on SPN) and I Want to reblog the stuff you rb!! but I stick to SPN on my filthy sinner sideblog and can't have ppl seeing me reblog from a wincestie on main hyshjvdyvx so. I guess what I'm saying is that I didn't expect to agree with and laugh at your blog so much and I love your content/your taste but I can't engage much 💗💗💗🥴 also you're someone I first categorized as a Wincest blog, idk why, maybe you reblogged a few things in a row.... then like,, I realized that obviously you don't focus on that. And that's cool and very sexy I enjoy it here

sorry i’m replying to this like 2 hours late but i reblogged that post and then dipped to go dig through my work email for shit i need to save before i lose access to it tonight rip

BUT THIS IS REALLY KIND, THANK U ANON. god i can’t imagine having gotten into any supernatural fandom faction after nov. 5 like..... the chaos........, can’t actually decide if that’s better or worse than having been into them for 10 years.

hahahaha sorry i’m laughing at the bit about getting annoyed at me reblogging other stuff because like YES i’m a multifandom blog. i’ve never IDed as a spn blog really, like this is my personal blog and i just fling whatever is happening in my brain at any given moment at it, and i know it gets on people’s nerves like my followers are so brave and i love all of you. i’ve always just been like.... here this is my space whatever.

i’ve had sideblogs before? like i made one in 2011 for 1d and i made one at some point around then for neopets but... i’m too lazy to really keep em active, i’d rather just have everything in one place lol. then again, i think the nature of like fandom has changed so much tbh, that i get why people kind of put parts of their online experience onto anon sideblogs.

anyway glad u are having a good time, hope u stick around, this ask was v funny to me thank u for that. it’s okay if u just secretly enjoy it hahaha, i’m just here for shits n giggles anyway. 

tell me who i am to you and how my blog appears to you

#asks #wincest cw #incest cw #yeah i don't really ID as a wincest blog lol #like obvs the most interesting part of the show to me imo is these brothers are fucking weird and unstable #but that is an inherently open to interpretation concept #anyway tldr glad ur having fun #save #testimonials #Anonymous