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folkvangr-seidr · 3 months

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You're a bad idea.

Pairing: Cairo Sweet x Dom!Fem!Reader

Summary: Cairo is mesmerized by the new, mysterious student sharing a class with her.

Words: 1.3k

Warnings: cursing, steamy scene (no smut however) I think that's all?

a/n: i'm sorry if it feels a little rushed? i changed the ending almost four times. hope you enjoy!

You hated how everything was changing but still, you felt numb.

You moved to another state, you decided to focus on your writting and suddenly you became a mystery.

Or at least that's how Cairo saw you. And she loved a good mystery more than anything.

More so if the mystery was the new and gorgeous student sharing a class with her.

Yeah, maybe she was getting a little obsessed over someone she had only exchanged a few words with.

She knew very little about you. Your name. The amazing writer you were. The body she only saw once, when you crossed paths in the locker room, you having finished your training with the soccer team, she getting ready for her swimming lessons.

The way you seemed to try to blend in so no one would be able to notice you. But she did. How could she not?

So she found herself, once again, writting about you. The possibilities were endless.

Who were you? Why did you get here halfway through the course?

God, she needed some sleep.

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You were late to your first class but you couldn't care less. The creative writting lecturer was really annoying.

You didn't bother knocking on the door and just walked in, getting a few stares from other students AND, obviously, your professor.

"So you decided to finally show up? What an honor" he said.

You chose to ignore him, it was really early in the morning and you didn't have time for coffee before you left home so yes, you felt like shit.

You scanned the room looking for an empty seat somewhere you could just lay low until your eyes landed on Cairo Sweet.

Well, on the spot near her. You walked there and without another word you sat next to her and opened your laptop on your desk, ready to start writting while blocking out your teacher's voice.

You opened your most recent work, knowing full well you didn't have the energy nor the time to finish it right then but you thought you might as well give it a try.

You could feel the burning stare on the side of your head but you decided to ignore it and started typing instead, focusing on your work.

The minutes passed excruciatingly slow and you could feel yourself getting more and more annoyed at the fact that you were unable to focus on the poem you were writing.

"Trouble in paradise?" Cairo asked with a smirk, leaning closer so only you could hear.

You stared at her with no sign of emotion on your face and she felt like you could see clearly every thought she ever had.

"Mind your own bussiness" you retorted.

You saw dissapointment flash across her features before she returned her attention to the stupid lecture and for some reason all you could think about was her smirk, the small dimples on her cheeks and all those freckles.

Fuck, her face was like a sky full of stars.

You tried to focus on your work with little success when Cairo's face haunted your mind.

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Class ended and you were the first one to leave, almost as if you were in a rush so when Cairo saw you smoking against a wall near the parking lot she was pleasantly surprised and without thinking it twice, she approached you and snatched the cigarrete from your hand, allowing herself a long drag before looking up at you with that same smirk from before.

You looked at her. Really looked at her. She was gorgeous. Her tiny frame held herself with shameless wonder. You felt like some force was pulling you to her.

"What do you want from me?" you asked.

She laughed and you swear your heart skipped a few beats in that moment.

"That's a great question" she said mischievously "I'm still figuring that out"

Then she stepped closer to you and she placed the cigarrete back in your lips.

"Then find me when you do, Cairo" you said smirking back before turning around and leaving.

She felt confused, she thought she was getting somewhere but she felt like you were always running.

Cairo watched as you started your bike and drove away from the building.

You really needed that coffee now if you wanted to make it to practice later that day.

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You were distracted, which earned you a talk from the coach. You scoffed and left the field to sit on the bleachers, as he instructed you.

"Sit back there and cool down, don't want that temper on my team, kid" were his exact words.

You couldn't help it. You either felt numb or mad, there was no in-between.

You watched as the rest of the team finished some drifts and exercises and you joined them, the only answer to your move being a slightly nod from the coach.

Practice finished without further inconvinience but you always decided to run around the field while everybody went home.

You liked the solitude of it.

So you found yourself entering the locker room really late that day. You took off your shirt first thing and then looked around to find no other than Cairo Sweet, her wet hair falling around her shoulders. And she was definitely checking you out.

"Enjoying the view?" you asked raising one eyebrow at her.

"Mhmm" she muttered not looking away from your abs.

You stepped closer to her and that seemed to put her out of her trance and look straight to your face. She was blushing and biting her lower lip.

"I will ask again, Cairo. What do you want?" you took another step closer.

Her eyes darted back and forth between your eyes and you lips as she licked hers.

"I want you, Y/N" she said breathless.

And she sounded so sure of it.

Your eyes darkened as she leaned closer to you so she could trace her hand against your jaw.

"So pretty…" she said.

Something inside of you switched and in a swift movement you grabbed her hand above her head and guided her backwards until her back made contact with the locker behind her.

"Fuck" she whimpered.

You leaned so close that she could feel your breath against her mouth.

"That's what you want, Cairo? You want me to fuck you?" you demanded.

"Y-yes" she was breathing hard and you were enjoying every bit.

You released her hand and she placed it on your shoulder, tugging for you to get even closer, while your hand made its way to her collarbone, you traced it slowly and then you placed it on her throat, with just enough force to keep her head in place as you finally closed the gap and smashed your lips agains hers, kissing her hard.

You shivered when you felt her hand tracing down your torso, taking her time around your top to finally rest on your abs.

She moaned when your tongue traced her lower lip, asking for permission which she happily complied.

The sound of a door closing took you both out of your steamy make out session and you felt your body tense when you pulled apart.

"I have to go" you said "Didn't mean to start a fire" you added smirking at her.

And with that you grabbed your things and left her there, speechless and aching for you.

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dreamesamu · 2 months

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friends to lovers (maybe?)

a/n notes: please listen to taylor swift - enchanted for a better experience <3

"alright, alright! bakugo please calm down," a sweat dropped from kirishima's face as he stood miles away to reassure the spikey blonde who was just hit the ceiling.

"calm down? kirishima, you know i hate that rumour bullshits. I've gotta kill whoever writes this absurd newspaper." bakugo exploded while his friend scanned the grey paper in his hand, acknowledging the circumstance.

"maybe that rumour you have a new lover must be the cover of something in it, I could help you out with that," kirishima rubbed his temple at the frantically bakugo screaming in the room "and in order to do that, you have to keep your head cold until we found some pieces of information."

that evening, bakugo went back to your shared home being extra grumpy.

"y/nnnn I'm goddamn home!"

he slammed the door and immediately noticed that something was different. started by you, and the soft music you called a masterpiece a few days ago he didn't remember, enchanted by taylor swift maybe.

"oh, you're back. what's the fuss?" you concern, munching something in your mouth.

"shitty day."

"right"

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The TV was on, it was your favourite series. bakugo stepped out of his bedroom, hair half wet.

"hey, wanna make something together? I'm hungry"

"hmm." your eyes glued to the screen, mouth still munching. "I'm not that hungry, boss. maybe we could just order something outside?"

he was confused by those words.

later that night, some loud angry voices echoed faintly from his room, you never really mind though, you were busy at that moment.

"kirishima, what do you think if someone close to you suddenly acts... um... weird?"

"how weird do you mean?" spoke the other line.

"ugh... not spending time with you? maybe cook some dinner?"

kirishima, who's minding his own bussiness nearly caught off guard.

"who are you?"

"the heck?"

"now, that's really not a topic that I expect you to speak of. is it y/n?"

bakugo couldn't say a word.

"I guess that's a yes, then?"

"no"

"oh shut up." the other line laughed. "don't be shy, tell them how you feel, though my advices won't stand a chance."

bakugo ended the call, face flushed red, he would explode if kirishima said any further about you.

everything is weirdly normal the next morning, he stole every glances he could to check up on you. you felt it, but were to preoccupied to even question him.

"I feel like they were trying to keep themselves busy to avoid me."

now that was what he thought to himself in the mirror.

"should I try talking to them?" he silently let out a sigh.

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"y/n, i'm home."

greeted him was a dark and cold living room, and uncomfortable silence.

"maybe they haven't done with their work." he dropped himself on the couch, exhaustingly pulled out the phone, killing some time while waiting for you.

the news on social media flooded with pictures of him and his rumoured lover, some chicks that he didn't even know. those just made him sick. he turned off his phone, inevitably fell asleep.

being woke up by a warm hand touching his cheek, he unconciously held it, thinking it was you. and it was really you, eyes full of concern.

"bakugo, have you overworked yourself?" you confronted him. "you look so pale!"

"goddamn it..." he muttered.

"pardon me?"

"you still care." he scoffed, a small smile formed up. "thought you're avoiding me. thank god"

you'd lost it, given up to him, but not completely. "what do you mean?"

"you're playing dumb." he muttered again. "I hate that shit."

you tried to swallow a choke. "sorry, can I take a seat?"

bakugo sat up, you shifted beside him uncomfortably.

"well... it's true that i've been avoiding you... I just thought that maybe the idea of us living together will make your girlfriend uncomfortable" but in fact, it made you uncomfortable.

"y/n, you do not know if the rumours are true, do you?" he groaned.

"yeah... but, still..." you rubbed your neck, embarrassed.

"sorry... I just... thinking that i hate the fact that you have a girlfriend, someone I don't even familiar with." your head turned away from his, wanting to leave the room as you nervously shifted.

"it makes so much more sense now." you found in his tone somehow a bit softness. "you liked me."

your eyes widen. he knew? but who the hell-

"it's not that easy as you think to come to this conclusion. I know it's a little bit straightforward, but I think I've seen enough." he confessed.

"who... told...?" you were still in shock your words fell faint. and he was flustered. two minutes straight of awkward silence.

"ahem..." you pulled yourself together. "yes, i like you. but i sensed that maybe you wouldn't be the type of guy who's in for a relationship."

"for how long?" bakugo sat with his fingers fiddled, stomach burning, impatiently waiting.

"years" you sighed. "i was fine with every rumour you've been involved in in the past, but somehow this one is just my last straw. seeing them talking about you guys and the fact that this was spreaded for quite some time, i don't think it's gonna stop. so the best option for me is to just get over this secret little crush on you, last night was my first attempt, but I still care."

you laughed pathetically, pity youself. "you know, it hurts a lot to pretend that I liked the idea of you guys dating with my friends. it has been bothered me."

you cover your face with both hands, whispered softly "i'm just a fool"

bakugo felt his heart sank after the proposal, he moved closer to you, take one hand and squished it gently.

"sorry... I should've found out sooner." he then pulled you in for a hug. you bursted crying.

he closed his eyes, hand caressed your hair, "don't stop liking me, y/n." he had you safely in his firm arm, smelled the scent that sooner will became his. "because I think it's working."

"you... like me?" you sniffed. nose runny, watery eyes. he thought it was cute.

"sorry for keeping you waiting, I'll treat you like you deserved to be." he kissed your forehead, your face, then your lips. "I don't even know the person they told that i'm dating, you little idiot."

that night was sparkling. please don't let it go.

i felt it's ooc. because we have no clue about bakugo in a relationship, just predicting it. i'm clearing out my old drafts anyway, enjoy this little piece (i think?)

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earthxangell · 3 months

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☆ﾐ what are you manifesting in february || pick-a-card reading (timeless)

Hello my beautiful star souls and welcome to my new Pick-A-Card reading. I'm coming back with my weekly messages for the collective, fully recharged and passionate about delivering guidance from the Spirit and any entity that wants to come through. I hope you're doing well and sincerely smile from the bottom of your heart full of joy, happiness and love.

Take a few deep breaths and let your intuition guide you towards a certain pile. Choose a picture and read your interpetation down below.

Only for entertainment purposes. Take what resonates and leave everything else behind.

,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆ Pile 1

Some sort of a big opportunity coming to you. You've been praying for this one because it directs towards your soul's passion and desire. Especially if you've been meaning to start some sort of a creative business or just simply allow yourself to be bold and move towards that passion despite the fear and negative thoughts of losing this game. There's a message here to strongly communicate what it is that you truly want for yourself. For some, I feel like an important conversation with parents is about to happen. You've been planning it, for some reason feeling uncertain if they'll get you but Spirit is encouraging you to do that. The conversation will go well. For some, I feel like they hide their passion from friends/family because they don't want to be misunderstood or laughed at. You won't be. You're never alone and the month of February will prove you that. You deserve to live this life according to your desires, wants and needs and be supported and loved for that. If you want to paint, paint; if you want to sing and produce your own music - do that. No matter how bad or simply disgusting it will seem to you. This talent of yours is a gift from ancestors. Don't be afraid to show your progress with the loved ones - they'll love it, that's for sure. Even if you're just a beginner or only about to start it - please, if you feel called to talk and share this goal of yours with someone, do that. I see you receiving support and financial opportunities (your parent giving your money to start this bussiness or a friend gifting you some tools if you've been wanting to start crochet and etc). Communication this month will lead to a lots of opportunities. No wonders, it's Aquarius season! It's about emracing yourself and your nature, being surrounded with mind-like people. Another main blessing for you is that you'll move through this month in the state of 'flow', intuitively knowing what to do and smoothly going with your progress. You will finally stop biting yourself for any mistakes or setbacks and you will just enjoy the process by embracing the challenges with inner peace and fulfillment. Energy of this pile feels like floating on a water surface - just this simple but rich feeling of letting go of any resistance and just being, living, cocreating with the Universe. Good for you!

,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆ Pile 2

My sweethearts! I will bite if you won't love yourself this month enough! I'm seeing so much confidence and determination for you in February. For some it may be a career advancement, for others - excellent grades and success in the choosen field (especially with anything that is somehow relates to fashion, self-care and beauty products). My card literally says 'A very happy ending!' The main message for you is to let go. Just let go of the past situations that made you, for some reason, believe that you're not good enough and get these grades, get this promotion, take that leap of faith and for once, just really believe in yourself. You have no idea how beautiful and capable you are. The next month is bringing you this inner transformation that you've been needed in order to move on, to really grip on that self-control and take important steps towards your goal. If you felt exhausted and tired all the time in January, I'm seeing change here as well. Any setbacks, delays or that constant worry that you feel nonstop is based on your lack of self-confidence and belief in yourself and your capability. Get out of your head, journal more. You'll feel more confident and motivated, you'll receive lots of recognition and praise from others not only for your looks but also for your hard work and growth. It'll get better, I promise you. Just hang in there, angel.

,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆ Pile 3

You're on receiving end this month. I'm seeing an opportunity to travel, recharge and come back even stronger than before. This is especially significant, if you're 'the mother figure" in your friends group or just literally a mother of a child. You can be extreme with how much you give to others but it didn't fade away unnoticed from your spiritual team and the Universe. They are sending you times where you can just sigh with relief, take some time for yourself and make new plans. You've been working hard for something, you've done the work and now you can let yourself rest and recieve these professional and financial blessings. If you wanted more time for yourself to practice spirituality in any form, I'm seeing the opporunities to do that will happen as well. You're quite intuitive and your skills will be developed and highlighted even more in February. More time with family and friends and your loved ones. Receiving a love confession. Opportunities to lead in the choosen field. Winning a competition. Receiving a scholarship. Moving to a different country because of the study. Focus on yourself and your inner battery. Successful relocation. Seeing beauty in everything around you. Bright times ahead. Your prayers are being answered.

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oliviaswrldd · 4 months

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𝐀𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐁𝐉𝐀'𝐒 𝐓𝐀𝐏𝐄𝐒 - 𝐄𝐗𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐋𝐘 𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐒𝐔𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐒/𝐓𝐀𝐏𝐄𝐒 ✰

Hi guys, i hope this post gonna blow up or at least will gain just a little attention. Because what i'm going to say is very important.

I guess, most of people in loa community know about subliminals, affirmation tapes etc. Some time ago i came across adambja's account and i saw she's selling these tapes. When i saw prices of it, my jaw just just dropped. 70$, 300$, 500$ for some SUBLIMINALS, AFFIRMATION TAPES? I thought it's just a joke but it seemed like it's not. One of main reasons why i decied to write about it is that no one is talking about it. Like it's normal thing.

And first of all - i don't care how long she made these tapes, what "magic spells" she putted into it (there is no such a thing like this lol) etc. She knows what she's doing and these prices are just a big joke.

You don't even have to listen to sumbliminals to wake up in the void state. You don't need subliminals to wake up with new apperance. You don't need subliminals to manifest xyz.

YOU JUST NEED YOUR OWN GODDAMN MIND.

Of course she explained why her tapes are so expensive but it doesn't matter at all. There's no magic recipe which makes all your wishes come true. (actually it is: your imagination)

I feel like i need to say this to whole community and i've got hope that i won't get ignored.

And i know, there are some people that got results by using her tapes. But it's not because these are special super duper subliminals/tapes with such a high price and they work 100%- it's because these people assumed that it will work.

If i'd make my own subliminal and offer you only for 500$ and say IT WILL WORK 100% RESULTS ARE GUARANTANED!. What would you think? Would you feel for it or not? Answer yourself.

I really don't wanna sound like i'm hating on adambja, but what she's doing is so WRONG.

Imagine making subliminals/tapes and selling it on the internet for tons of money.

I'm just wondering why no one talking about her and her tapes. Like NO ONE.

With this post i want to spread awareness that y'all don't have to pay money for her stuff. For ANY of subliminals, tapes on the tumblr or generally on the internet.

All you need is within you. Not outside of you.

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Eng is not my native language so sorry for any mistakes.

I don't know how people react at this but i don't care. I know it's wrong and no one is gonna convice me otherwise. And maybe even admabja herself gonna report me because who'd want their bussiness to fall.

Have a nice day/night 🖤

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asurix · 3 months

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emo choso.... emo boy choso... c'mon f me emo boy choso... brainrot

OMG YESSSS EMO CHOSO, you're so real for this anon, imagine cumming on emo choso's fingers OASJASHAJ

Genre: choso x fem!reader, emo choso, dom!choso, sub!fem!reader

Content warning: degration,fingering,vaginal sex,oral,sex,public sex, train grope,loads of scenerio in one post, non con, dub con(in different scenerios, brain rot(putting my soul into this writing this 12 am in the night, kissing,swearing.

im legit so excited for this omg like anon ilysm, imagine just imagine choso finger fucking you on a train in public omg degrading imagine omg hJSAJSAJSH

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 CHOSO

you and choso were roomates, unlike choso, you were kind, warm, friendly and nice, you were the sun, but for choso, he was aloof,mean,irritated easily, and was also in his room glooming, he was the moon to you're sun, you and Choso didn't have romantic feelings for eachother, you both knew it, but everytime he brushed his hand against you're whike you're both standing at the fridge trying to reach the last packet of milk? you cant help but blush a bit of his touch, of course you didn't let Choso see you blushing because he would bully you for all enternity, later that night you were touching yourself to Choso, moaning his name out quietly so that he couldn't hear you, but oh but little did you know, he was listening at the next room, listening to you touch yourself to him.

The next day you both had to go to the groceries to buy milk,eggs and bread you asked choso to tag along because he's that person that says he doesn't need anything but then calls you, what a pain he is, you were taking the train to tokyo city, to go to a convinence store, you both were in the train, it was a busy day today, so there was a few extra people, you both had to stand, Choso was behinde you and you were infront of him, you were infront of the train door due to the lack of space, while you were waiting for the station, you felt a touch underneath you're skirt, you're tight, oh god oh god, a train groper?! where is choso? wasn't he just behinde me? you looked behinde you to see who was the gropist, all for you to find out, it was Choso?, ''choso w-what the hell,was that you?'' you whispered just so that you both could hear eachother, ''yeah it was me so what?'' he scoffed, he grabbed you're ass, ''you better be quiet about this, going around making me hard, touching yourself to me in you're bed'' he frowned, he knew? he knew i was touching myself last night?? oh god how? i was quiet?! right?, ''u-uh what makes you think i was touching myself'' you cleared you're throat, ''you were hella loud idiot'' he's expression showing how annoyed he is, ''w-well mind you're bussiness for gods sake!'' you said a bit loudly, but calmed yourself down, after you realised you were loud, ''how can i mind my own bussiness when you're touching yourself to me, hm?'' he asked raising an eyebrow, ''i-i god i dont know...'' you whinged, he started pulling down you're panties, making you whimper, you held the leverage, ''d-dont choso, not here atleast'' you said irritated but horny all at the same time, he dragged a line down you're pussy, the nectar dripping on his fingers, he slowly put his hand to his mouth, then licked his fingers dry, ''you're so impossible Choso-'' you said whimpering, you felt his erect poke in you're ass, ''d-dont do what i think you're gonna Choso please not in a train'' you groaned, ''dont worry ill be quiet'' he grinned, he took out his hard cock, pressing it against you're cunt, he pushed his tip inside you causing you to quietly yelp, ''f-fuck you're so tight...'' he whined in you're ear. ''if i dont destroy you as soon as were home'' he groaned in you're ears, he took out tip out of you're cunt, you were left panting due to the overstimulation, you looked back at Choso, and he exhaled putting his twitching cock back into his pants, as soon as he was finished he started rolling his hips with youre's, making you whine a bit, he started grinding on you're ass until you guys reached you're station.

After you guys went home, you put the groceries on the kitchen counter, you could feel the atmosphere being...not as it used to, fighting, yelling and annoying eachother, it was just...quiet, all tho you could hear Choso...breathing...weirdly, ''h-hey Choso are you al-'' just as you were about to finish you're sentence you got cut off by Choso grabbing you're waist, picking you up, walking to his bedroom, closed the door then threw you on the bed, ''you know...'' he said taking his shirt off while talking, ''this was were i heard you touching yourself to me'' he grinned getting on top of you on his bed, you blushed at the sight of the anti-social man on top of you panting, his erect brushing on you're leg, ''t-the fact you even listened is weird!'' you yelled, ''does it even matter? you were touching yourself to me!* he scoffed, you groaned turning you're eyes away from him to look anywhere but directly at him, he grabbed you're chin, reaching to your lips, sharing a tendering kiss with you, making you're stomach flip upside down. he flopped on the bed taking you with him, now you're on top of him, ''now what...'' you say shyly, ''i fuck you rough thats what'' he grinned, grabbing you're waist, pulling you're panties out of the way just for him to push his tip inside you, ''ah~ Choso dont go to d-deep...'' you whine, he pauses for a quick 5 seconds before slamming inside you without any warnings,

''WHAT THE FUCK?! CHOSO, NGH s-shit so deep...!'' you cry out, ''didn't feel like preparing you'' he rolled his eyes, ''f-fuck you're so tight are you a virgin?'' he asked curiously, ''NO!'' you yelled at him moaning at the same time due to the pain, ''what a bummer, wanted to be you're first'' he frowned a bit but switiching to a grin, he grabed you're face kissing you again, you can taste the coke he drank while you guys were picking out groceries, ''mhm~'' you muffled, Choso pulled away, he raised a eyebrow, ''what?'' he asked a bit irritated by you're interruption, ''s-stop biting my tounge'' you whimpered, Choso still fucking you're cunt, after 1 hour of panting and moaning, he finally released his thick seed inside you, ''fuck...'' he groaned, you came right after him moaning as well, ''damn...we should fuck more often'' he looked up at you, you were still on top of him processing what just happened, ''are you serious Choso?!'' you groaned, ''i sure as hell am'' he rolled his eyes, before grabbing you're chin capturing you're lips to his, for a kiss, you felt his tounge inside you're mouth, swirling around, exploring and tangling with you'res

After a day

A day after the intense sex you both had the tension between you both was really akward, you both greeted eachother but after that... complete silence, after minutes of silence, Choso broke the silence, ''h-hey uh how was..'' he cleared his throat ''last...night..'' he akwardly smiled at you, ''oh yeah uh...it was quite nice actually, i enjoyed it'' you smiled geniually at Choso, ''so what are you eating for breakfast Choso'' you asked trying to keep the conversation alive, ''oh yeah uh im just thirsty thats all'' he looked away thinking about something, ''oh..would you like a glass of water?'' you titled you're head, ''n-no'' he turned a bit red, ''oh what you want orange juice, apple juice pineapple juice?'' you tried figuring out what Choso wanted ''can...i have you're juice..?'' he asked glaring at you, ''m-my what?'' you're face flushed with red, ''you're juice'' he said again confidently, ''n-no you ca-'' you got cut off by Choso lifting you up then making you sit on the kitchen counter, he pushed you're body back a bit so you're lower body was a bit outside the kitchen counter, you were still wearing panties, he pulled the panties to the side before licking a stripe on you're wet cunt, you gasped a bit at the sudden move, ''ngh~ choso-'' you moaned out, he contiuned licking you're cunt, he started sucking on you're clit, he burried his face in to you're cunt, not one drop of nectar escaping, after minutes of choso eating you out, he finally finished, ''what a nice breakfast'' he grinned, he went to the living room to play games, leaving you drained out on the kitchen counter.

#smut #choso x reader #choso x female reader #jjk men #choso kamo #jjk choso #fanfic #jjk smut #jujutus kaisen #౨ৎ — archive

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dolliestfairy · 10 months

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і L᥆ᥲ𝖿 hᥱr 𐒖᥆ ოᥙᥴh ּ ᮫ ˵ ִ ۪۫ 🥧 𓋜

Sukuna, & Toji hcs with chubby!fem!reader who is a baker (∩˃o˂∩)♡🧁

Author note 🥧 : this is a continuation from the Yuuji, Megumi, and Nanami hcs part 1 with baker!chubby!fem!reader that you can find in my masterlist in the pinned post.

Warning 🥧 : Blood & Flesh mentioned, cursing word, some tinyy spice in toji part, reader skin color is not announced. & some misspelled word maybe? this is just pure fluff.

Part One ♡ Part Two ♡ Part Three

Enjoy reading my Fairies 🧚🏻‍♀️ ּ ᮫ ˵ ִ ۪۫ ♫

✧ Sukuna

• doesnt want to admit it but he's freaking love you and would kill for you.

• he really really wants to taste the deliciousness of your pastry and bread but his tongue will never work :(

• he just like silently drooling seeing people eating your pastry snd bread while he's just sitting in his throne mind empty only full with "i wanna taste that type of food" even though he know his tongue couldnt handle it.

• he sometimes ask if you could make a pastry or a bread made of curses flesh & blood 💀

• and you would tell him "kuna.. thats not gonna happen."

• big king curse pout :(

• he just gonna be dreaming all day while imagining the taste of your pastry and bread in a way his tongue could accept, that was his biggest dream </3.

✧ Toji

• he think of you as a Wife material.

• you : round, soft, good for breeding, own a bakery and can make a good pastry and bread!? yum yum, diamond rings is on the way!!

• would always bring the topic of what-you-can-do to his other companion, like everytime he's in a conversation, he's always somehow manage to bring you and your bakery bussiness into it. even if the conversaton with naoya zenin.

• but if the conversation turns to be negative, like they mock you or something, you bet your ass this big guy will break their fricking nose for look down and talk down on you.

• "watch your filthy goddamn mouth over my fiancee, you fuckface."

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misguidedasgardian · 2 years

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The dutiful

AU MASTERLIST

Summary: Your Mob Boss father´s last wish was for you to marry his right-hand and most trusted man, Lloyd Hansen, you fight against it, but at the end, you are the ever dutiful daughter. Now he is the boss, and has to assert his dominance over you, and over his men

Pairing: Mob!Lloyd Hansen x Fem!Reader

Warnings: DARK, misogynistic behaviour, mob bussiness, age gap (Lloys is late thirties, reader is mid-twenties), death of a parent, dub-con, unprotected rough sex, (don’t be silly wrap your willy), voyeurism (some guys watch you being claimed), little fingering, degradation, mocking, cursing, pet names, breeding kink, marriage kink, slight cumplay and eating, might miss some warnings.

+18 MINORS DNI

Wordcount: 4.1 k

Notes: Oh my I just love Lloyd, I mean look at thim, I could throw everything I believe in and all the feminism trough the window just to get on my knees between his murdr thighs…. I hope you enjoy this gift Lloyd Lovers…. I mean the movie is not even OUT yet, we only had seen a minute of content and I’m already drippingggggg

not beta-ed, mistakes are current and my own hihi

HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHRISSSS

You looked through the window at the mournful scenery, the sky weeped as you did, now it was a dark gray, the trees surrounding your father's property seemed so scary now, under this cloudy sky. A deep green who seemed to hide the darkest secrets. Everything seemed so dark after your father passed away just two days ago. You felt so alone now, your mansion so big and lonely, and so scary

Your thoughts were interrupted when the door of your father’s office opened, revealing a man that only by seeing him made you feel incredibly relieved. You walked towards him with a shy smile, hugging yourself until you reached him

“Hey sweetheart, how are you doing?” Andrew Barber, your father's lawyer greeted you with sympathetic eyes and a shy smile, he kissed your forehead as you appreciate the gesture of a man you’d known since you could remember

“Hey Andy, thank you for coming” you hugged yourself again, behind him Lloyd Hansen entered your late father’s study, and it made you wince, that man scared in a primal way you’d never end to understand. His eyes always seemed to find you and a dark smile followed, his perfectly trimmed mustache moves with his thin lips

“Hey Sunshine” he greeted

“Hey Lloyd” you whispered, not daring to even look him in the eye.

Your father was the city’s most notorious Mobster, Gangster, drug dealer. It was the truth and it was so ingrained in your system you took it as a normal part of life. Half of his businesses were indeed legit, after years of money laundering. Lloyd Hansen was his right hand man, he knew everything about the business and before being his most trusted man he was the enforcer, the most violent and bloodthirsty amongst his men. Former special agent of the CIA turned, he was dangerous, skilled in combat and war, and now most likely the head of the family.

Your attention turned to Andy again, as he took a seat in your late father’s seat behind the desk of his study

You took a seat in front of the desk, Lloyd placed himself behind you, making a lightning strike run down your back making you incredibly uncomfortable. Andy draw papers from his briefcase and laid them on the mahogany desk, organizing them in a tidy manner

“I’m here as an executor of your father's last will and testament” he said firmly, his lawyer face taking over. You nodded, knowing perfectly well his intentions, and calmly you listened to the man. You were your father’s only child, and your mother passed away when you were young, to your knowledge, you were his only heir, but Lloyd had been called too, you guessed to pass all the dark business to him

“Me, (Y/F/N) being sound of mind and body, present my last wish and testament” he started, reading your father’s last words, “Half of everything I have, properties and money on the accounts will belong to my only daughter (Y/N)” you let out a breath you haven’t even realized you were holding, in relief, “Even if it breaks my heart…” continued Andy with a frown, that made your blood ran cold, “... to leave you alone my sweet girl…” he continued, “...My last dying wish and conditions for you to receive my inheritance is for you to marry my right hand man Lloyd, who I’m inheriting the other half of all my belongings”

“What?” you asked, drawing the attention of both men, Lloyd’s hand squeezed your shoulders, “Did you know about this?” you stood from your seat with the sole purpose of looking him in the eyes, and stopped the contact. Lloyd was smiling knowingly

“Of course I did” he said calmly, “I was his right-hand man, the son he never had”

“Fuck you” you spitted out, “This is insane” Andy called you and you looked at him

“Andy” you called, pleading

“It was his last wish” he said firmly, “he was sound of body and mind…” you looked at Lloyd frowning

“What did you do? what did you say to him?”

“Nothing” he mocked, “He was always so afraid something could happen to you, he wanted to make sure you’d be taken care of after he was gone”

“I’m a grown woman” you said, “I can take care of myself”

“Yeah sure, what if his enemies come after you, uh?” he said then

“This is a conversation you should have in private” muttered Andy

“I want a witness” you demanded, “Look you can keep his dirty business, we can split everything in half I don’t care” you muttered, “But I think is excessive that I marry you, only because he didn’t think I could take care of myself”

“The will explicitly says that you only inherit after you mary Lloyd” Andy said, “this was redacted 6 months ago, and again, is valid, we all know he was in his right mind” you looked at Lloyd, he seemed so relaxed and calm

“Andy, get the fuck out of here” Lloyd demanded, but before he could leave you interupted in anger

“Who the fuck do you think you are?” you asked, “You do not boss him around” but Andy look at you with sorry eyes

“He does now, sweetheart” he said, before he put all the documents on his briefcase and left the room, leaving you alone with Lloyd, who took two long steps to be right in front of you

He encased your jaw with his hand, his face so close to you you could feel his hot breath on your face, making the little hairs of your neck curl. his maddened gaze made you squirmed

“I’ve been at your father's side for fifteen years, and my father for longer” he said, “and a spoiled little brat is not going to keep me from assuming the lead of this family”

“Let me go” you cried

“You are going to marry me, whether you liked it or not, and before you think about it, good luck finding someone that could help you”

“All of this for power?” you asked, “Let it all burn to the ground I’m not marrying you!”

“I’m going to be the boss, and no one is going to ruin this for me”

“You are never going to be the boss!” you spitted out, anger gripping your every cell, you had never remembered an instance in which you were more angry that you were right now. You released yourself from his grasp and walked until you were behind the desk

“Oh really?” He drew a smile so wicked it made you shiver. Of all your father’s men, you feared Lloyd the most, not because of his aspect, but because of his silent, deadly and smug demeanor. You knew him and knew what he was capable of, and that’s why you feared and respected him, but now? you were so angry you didn’t care, but you should…

He was on you in a second, with his hand encasing your throat and made you retreat until your back was against the wall. You whined and squirmed, trying to scratch his thick arm, but he was wearing a wool sweater that prevented you from injuring him

“Let me go!” you cried

“No until you marry me, hell, maybe not even then” he chuckled darkly. His handsome face, his hand on your neck barely squeezing, the single tone of his voice made your thighs clench. You had always found him hellishly attractive, but dangerous, so dangerous. He seemed to read your thoughts, because he smiled wickedly, wrinkles appearing in the corners of his eyes. “I have to confess, I always wanted to do this, claim you, like you belonged to me…” he growled like a raging animal, and in a primal way you felt the danger, not only for your body but for your very soul, he was going to devour you whole. “Because you do”

“No” you whined, staying incredibly still

“I will make you mine then” he growled. He threw you over the desk, the air suddenly left your lungs when he pressed you against the hardwood

“I’m going to take what is mine” he threatened in your ear.

“Please lloyd, be nice” you begged, knowing that you couldn’t stop him, and actually doubting if you even wanted him to stop him. You felt so exposed like this, your dress a little short so your ass was almost uncovered. He held you against his desk with one of his hands behind your neck grabbing you oughly, and the other sneaked under your dress,

“I’m going to fuck you so good you’ll beg me to marry you” he laughed

“I’ll never…!” he ripped your thighs in a single movement, the sting burned your skin and the sudden chill air in your skin made you tremble, “no please” you begged, squeezing your thighs tighter. You didn’t know if you really wanted to stop him, or if you were scared he’d found how wet you were for him.

It was the latter

“Would you look at that” of course he mocked you, “I haven’t even touched you yet and I can actually see how wet you are without even taking out your panties” you whined hiding your face from him, but nothing could scape him, he was over everything, that’s why he was going to be the boss after all.

“NO” you moaned, when you felt he sneaky fingers dangerously creeping in the lines of your panties

“I think you need to come to terms with the fact that I’m going to claim you, and you want me to do it” he mocked you, you trembled with a single of his fingers lazyly and barely touched your weeping pussy, almost a light touch was enough to made you moan

“No I don’t, you are not the boss” you wanted to provoke him, you wanted more, you wanted to tip him over the edge

“Let’s see, shall we?” his hand left your underwear and you didn’t like it.

He touched a single button on the phone right beside your head, a gruff voice greeted Lloyd at the other side

“Ari, would you be a sunshine and get the men in here?” he asked on the phone, and you trembled under him, squirming and turning like an alligator.

“No!” you whined, but he only chuckled darkly, resuming his movements under your dress, finally ripping your underwear, “Why…?” a moan escaped your mouth interrupting yourself when you felt his thick fingers entering your pussy, his thumbs pressed on your clit making you cry out in need. You were so wet you thought something embarrassing had happened

“You are right, I will never be the boss” he said simply, “If I don’t assert my dominance now…” the door opened and trough it all your father’s most trusted men walked in, Andy, Ari Levinson, Nick Fowler, Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes, August Walker… you couldn’t see the rest because your eyes turned to the back of your head when two of his fingers curled inside of you touching and rubbing your g spot making you cum on the spot without a single warning

“Sunshine!” he reprimanded you but with a mocking voice, “You had to give a little preview first” he mocked, “I barely touched her sweet, wet little pussy and she already cummed on my fingers!” he told the rest. And you whined trying to hide your face from their heated gazes. The shame was overpowering your pleasure, tears threatened to burn your eyes.

“C'mon Sunshine” he purred in your ear, “give them a show, prove them that you are mine” his fingers kept moving, provoking, exploring. You felt his weight on your back, “Can’t wait to make you cum on my mouth” and the ghost feeling of his mustache on your clit make you tingle against him, and you wondered how good it must feel.

“´Lloyd” you called

“What do you want, baby?” he asked,

“You” you moaned, wiggling your hips. You heard laughs and chuckled, but you focused on the feeling of your body instead, if not you were going to cry

“You want me?” he asked

“Yes please” you whispered. And he chuckled

“How can I say no to that?” the fingers left your pussy, his other hand still having you by the back of your neck. Single handedly you heard him unbuckle his belt and opening his fly

“Andy, you are ordained, right?” he asked

“That’s right” you heard him answer

“Can you marry us while she is cumming around my cock?” he asked

“Your orders boss”

“That’s damn right,” he said, pleased. grabbing his cock and ruining it with your weeping entrance. You buckle your hips at his rhythm. “Well gentleman, as you can see, I’m staking my claim” in one single push he was buried inside you to the hilt. You screamed in a mix of pain and pleasure. Because no matter how wet you were, his cock was so thick and big it still burned when he split you open for him

“Shit!” you cursed biting your lower lip, closing your eyes tightly as you felt every vein, every ridge, and his tip kissing your cervix

“Holy shit this pussy is so good” he moaned darkly, one of his hands grabbing your hip so tight you knew it was going to leave a mark. “It’s squeezing me like a fist”

“Lloyd” you cried, begged him, to move or to do something, because you knew that when he does, you were going to feel fucking amazing. You wanted to reach him, to touch him, but you couldn’t because of your position, the edge of the desk marking your thighs, your own body constricting your rib cage… but that all came to second place as you felt him retrieve himself and then thrust into you again, a slap sound could be heard in the room. His groin slapping against your ass. you moaned loudly, not hiding anymore how good he was making you feel.

He started a rough tandem, drawing sounds you had never made before. your eyes rolled to the back of your head when his cock rubbed against that special spot. his and left the back of your neck and grabbed your hips, drawing you to him to meet each thrust.

“Fuck look at her” you heard the voice of Ari Levinson mocking you, watching your every expression your every sound you drew. Lloyd grabbed you by your hair, making you raise your head in the direction of your audience

“Look at her” he demanded, you opened your eyes and you looked at them, “look at her fucked out face” you closed your eyes, trying to zoom them out and just focus on how good you felt.

You felt an orgasm coming, your pussy clenched around him greedily, you moaned softly when he released you gently, letting you hide your face again in your folded arms.

“Fuck that’s it” he grabbed you by the hair again and made you twist your head in a way he could see your face twisted in pleasure, looking at how good you looked when you cummed

“So hot” he growled, “sweet girl that’s it, give me everything” your juice stained the base of his cock and made his thrusts resound in a squelching sound.

He took himself off of you, and you whined in protest, not liking it. You didn’t even get to see your audience and he turned you around, opening your legs and placing himself between them. He caressed your thighs gently before he grabbed them and made you stick to his hips. Your pussy colliding with his thick cock. You couldn’t see it, and you really wanted to, but he entered you so easily it was almost embarrassing, barely needing a little push the open you up for him again, the new, more intimate angle made the friccion it even more delicious when he kept his hard pase and rough thrusts. You wanted him against you, you reached for him also wanting to cover yourself from the men, that you could barely see from this new angle

and he leaned into you, his forehead pressing against yours.

His hands encased your ribcage, finally feeling your front. He leaned in to watch your tits bounce over the neckline of your dress. For now it was enough… Now later when he’ll have you all to himself he will take the time to touch you and savor you whole.

“Don’t look at them now, I want your eyes on me when you come undone on my fat cock” he encased your jaw with his hand, his deep blue eyes chilling you to your bone his wicked smile made you tingle even more, losing yourself on his handsome face. “You are going to come again for me baby?”

“It’s too much” you complained, feeling your puffy pussy weeping, so tender, raw and sensitive you were going to pass out

“Are you going to marry me now?” you kept turning and twisting

“No” it was a negative but you couldn’t hold a moan that came with it, the feeling of his thick cock rubbing against your walls were making you feel insanely good, your eyes were turning to the back of your head, and yet another orgasm was creeping on you and you fleetingly thought you were going to lose it. Your consciousness, your mind, your body, all of it.

“Really?” but as you almost touched the sky with your hands, he pulled out of you, making you whine in need, looking at him with teary eyes and found his mock face, smiling widely at you. You whined touching his black cardigan, demanding he resumed his thrusts

“No, please” you begged, your fingers sneaking under his wool vest and touching the hot skin of his muscled belly

“What do you want, you little slut?” he mocked

“please” your hands tried to find his cock, and he laughed in your face, mocking you, “keep doing it” you begged

“Are you seeing this?” he asked, looking at his men, many of them were touching themselves over their dress pants, many had their cocks out, and were shamelessly masturbating, “This little slut begging is something else” he turned his gaze back at you

“I’m not a slut” you protested

“That’s right, you are only mine” he entered you again and an inhuman sound left your lips. your walls grabbed him like a vice. And he amazed himself of how much he wanted to cum inside you. Something similar flied through your mind you wanted to cum, but the gaze of all of them on you wouldn’t let you

“Please Lloyd” you cried, your shame of being watched couldn't let you relax, “I’m marrying you” you promised, begging him with your eyes. his eyes looked in your for any signs of a lie, but couldn’t find any, his thumb caressed your cheek, and then he looked up to the group of men. He stilled his movements, leaving himself seated inside of you

“Get out” demanded to his men, and they all even looked shocked, that he would draw the line there after all of it, “GET THE FUCK OUT!” He shouted making you wince and they left the room like it was on fire. When the door clicked shut after the last one, he looked down at you, in his eyes where something other than malice and desire, something more… human

“I’m going to make you mine,” he sentenced. “This is where you belong, right under me” his sudden tenderness made you swallow your own words, as he resumed his movements, his eyes never leaving yours, his hands encased your face, keeping you in place gently, “You are mine” you just nodded, “say it” he demanded

“I’m yours” you said lowly

“You are going to marry me” he said then

“I’m going to marry you” you mumbled, your eyes trying to manifest him that you weren’t lying, you didn’t know if it was the pleasure, or fear

“You are going to have my babies” he demanded then

“I’m going to have your babies” you confirmed

“I’m going to keep you nice and bred all the fucking time” he growled his wicked smile appearing again as he leaned in and kissed you.

It was the first time he ever kissed you. His mustache tickled you making you smile against his mouth. and he chuckled darkly, grabbing you by the neck and pushed you until you were against the wood, taking your breath away when he separated himself from you

“I’m going to take care of you” he promised, “say it, believe it”

“You are going to take care of me” you whispered, and he smiled, kissing you again, this time, he didn’t release you and instead he fucked you rougher, faster, the tip of his cocks grazing your special spot every single time, you moaned on his mouth wantonly, needed him, your arms hugged him drawing him more tightly against you. Your legs wrapped around his middle, keeping him even closer to you. not wanting him to let you go. And just like that, your orgasm creeped out on you, your walls tightening around him, strangled his cock inside you.

“That’s it baby” when he separated himself from you a thin line of saliva still joined your hungry mouths

“Lloyd” you called like a prayer, looking into his eyes

“Fuck!” he yelled, with a last hard thrust he stilled inside you, cumming so hard, hot spurts of him cum painting your walls. “Shit Sunshine” he whined letting himself fall over your. You hugged him tightly against you, like you didn’t want him to separate from you, you didn’t want to let him go. “That’s it Pumpkin, sweet girl” he kissed your forehead, “FUck, I never cummed that hard before, shit” his stormy blue eyes found yours. And as you regained your breaths, you gazed upon one another. He kissed you again. more swiftly but no less powerful

You whined when he took himself off of you. Not liking the emptiness he left

“Don’t worry honey, I’ll be inside of you soon enough” he said with his gruff voice

You felt his thick seed dripping from your hole and down your thighs. Making you moan, repressing the need to collect it with your fingers, Lloyd did it for you, and then he fed it to you, rubbing his fingers in your mouth, and smiled widely when you licked his fingers, tasting his seed and moaning because of his salty taste

“That’s a good wife” he mocked, he actually helped you with your dress, putting it back in place and helped you on your feet. You whined again when your lack of pantis made you feel his cum dripping down your thighs, staining them

“Lloyd” you cried, but not even knew what you wanted from him, you looked into his eyes and he smiled softly, encasing your face with his hands, and leaned in to kiss you softly

“Mine” he growl against your mouth

“Yours” you confirmed, he lets go off you

“Now I need to talk to the men, so wifey, smile and go make me a nice dinner” he whispered derogatorily in your ear, spanking your ass, encouraging you to leave the office, the men outside smiling knowingly when they saw you, but they bowed with their heads as you passed by them. You were the wife of the boss now.

You heard the men laugh when they saw you could barely walk out of the study, hearing Lloyd

“Now, you all are going to pledge your allegiance to me” he demanded as you kept walking towards the kitchen to talk to the staff about the new order in the house

He was the boss now. And you were no longer the dutiful daughter, now you were the dutiful wife.

I've wanted to write about the clit tickler for a while now, and I will do it again! muajaja

PART II IN HERE

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kissesforsatoru · 1 year

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Can I ask for some headcanons for Yan!Bonten!Mikey with a former childhood sweetheart darling? Maybe they used to be inseparable/in love with each other as kids before the darling had to move away to the US when they were 8 and now so many years later they arrive back in Japan on a bussiness trip.

pairing : bonten!mikey x reader

summary : yan!bonten!mikey meeting his childhood sweetheart again

⤷ warnings : general yandere themes, implied kidnapping, briefly mentioned murder

– mikey takes his friends and family very seriously—their safety and happiness were the only reason he disbanded toman and moved on without them. he knew that if he kept them around then they would get hurt one way or another, which was the last thing he wanted.

– with every loss that he had he's learned to move on in his own way. some losses took him longer than others to get over, but still he moved on, nonetheless. but with you, he couldn't quite get you out of his head no matter how much time had passed, and quite frankly, it was annoying.

– he didn't like seeing your innocent smiling face flash through his mind whenever he would be shooting a traitor—vermin that needed to be disposed of. he didn't like spacing out during meetings to reminisce the time he spent with you when he was young, where he would blindly follow you around like a lost puppy. he was quite smitten back then, he will admit, but things are different now. he should let you go like he did everyone else.

– the only thing that mikey had going for him was the fact that you left on your own, long before he even formed toman, let alone kanto manji or bonten. he couldn't interfere with your life if you weren't even around. he doesn't have to worry about running into you either since he doesn't even know what you look like now, and it was safe to assume you didn't know what he looks like either. mikey would even go so far as to say that you probably don't remember him. the two of you were only friends for a small fraction of your lives when you were really young, and lots of people forget their childhoods so it's not farfetched. you don't know him; he doesn't know you.

– mikey ignores the fact that he could easily change that with just a simple order—he can get your pictures, your occupation, your friends, family, past lovers, whatever he wanted, really. every single record of yours could be in his possession within a matter of hours if he so wished, but he doesn't. you're just some person from his childhood, a random civilian to him now, at best; he has no reason to be digging around in your life.

– then everything got fucked up on one random tuesday afternoon. almost like fate, you ran into him—literally. you, absentminded as ever, weren't looking where you were going, and you ran into him. from the corner of his eye, he could see sanzu pull out his gun and point it towards the person sprawled out over himself, waiting for the order to shoot, but that order never came. whatever nonsense he told himself about not being able to recognize you had been a boldfaced lie, since he recognized you immediately. there was no questioning it, or second guessing himself, he knew that you were you.

– your sweet, sweet voice that used to lull him into a state of absolute serenity was now much more mature, but still it quelled his inner darkness just the same. his body relaxed against you, and against his better judgment, he wrapped an arm around your struggling body, pulling you closer to him.

– before he was okay with not knowing you. he didn't feel the need to pry or keep tabs on you but having the smallest taste of you again left him addicted. he needs you. he needs to know you, to have you, to own you. you make him feel sane, which is a feeling he can't just let slip through his fingers with the kind of life he lives. without you he might just go on a rampage—kill everyone and everything in sight cause he's just so peeved to not have you around. for the sake of not just himself but his organization and all of tokyo he cannot let you go; he won't let you go.

– now that you've unfortunately stumbled into his world of darkness, you can’t escape. he'll have you no matter what.

#𓏲 msg answered 𓂃 📬#yandere #yandere thoughts #yandere imagines #yandere x you #yandere tokyo revengers #yandere tokrev #yandere tokrev x reader #yandere tokyo revengers x reader #yandere tokyo rev x reader #yandere tokyo rev #yandere mikey x reader #yandere mikey #yandere manjiro sano x reader #yandere manjiro sano #yandere bonten #yandere bonten mikey #yandere mafia

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bokunosoul · 1 year

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𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪, 𝙄 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪

Yuno (Black Clover) x Reader

𝙉𝙎𝙁𝙒 requests are OPEN

MINOR DNI, for requests i don't accept reqs for ageless blogs, anonymous blogs or minors

𝙒𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 : f-ngering, m-sterbation, d-rty talk, b-ow job, cursing, hate sex, v-yeurism, s-xual assault on reader by an opponent, reader and yuno has some experience, aged up, public intercourse, d-flowering, rushed work etc.

Being part of the golden dawn and being part of nobility, you seemed like you have the best life ever. That means you have to make the best reputation out of yourself.

But you can't.

You endes up being compared by your family to yuno, your colleague. You hate to admit it but he's really good at doing those missions all by himself, no wonder he became a vice captain in such a young age.

He's also kinda.... goodlooking.

Now here you are trying to be composed infront of you captain along side with yuno receiving orders.

"Y/N, Yuno, you will be going to explore an dungeon and report back immidiately once you've completed this mission. You will be leaving early tomorrow. Get along well and make sure to rest."

The captain said and you both saluted to him. Once you got out of the door you glared at him and turned your back.

"What a snob!!!" bell, his sylph said and stick out her tongue behind your back.

"Stop it bell." Yuno said

You looked at him one last time, hw just stared plainly with those attractive eyes. Blushing in fury you just marched away and layed frustrated in your room. Why the fuck does he stare at me with those eyes? You can't help but to blush replaying what happened earlier.

The very next day you both set off to your mission. You both just rided your own brooms and it was very pleasing to watch the sun rise whilst you ride in the air.

You both arrived at the dungeons amd split off. Came across a bunch of opponents. But as always they were no match for you. You sighed as you thought things were over and you were about to call it a day.

You were suddenly taken aback by a man and you can't escape from his arms. You started attacking him one by one with your magic but still he doesn't budge.

A fucking diamond mage. This is bad.

"Get of me you pervert!" you shouted at the guy and he just gave off an disgusting smirk.

Disgusting!

"What's a pretty girl doing here alone in the dungeons? hmmm? "

"None. Of. Your. Fucking. Bussiness. "

i cursed and proceeded to struggle to get off him.

"You must want to know my name sweetie, the names Ragus. "

You started to tear up as he started to linger his hands to your thighs along to the part where your mother told you to save for your marriage.

"N-no, p-please. "

Everything came in so fast. The guys suddenly was thrown across the place, none other than yuno. He looked so enraged and shocked, even though your eyes were blurry from the tears you still saw it.

"I didn't asked for help. "

He came closer to you, taking off his robe and wrapping it around your waist. Your'e faced started turning red as he carried you in his arms bridal style.

" Put me down. "

" No. "

" I hate you. "

This man so frickin persistent, it was annoying. You just kinda stared at him for a while and gave in.

___

Now it's night fall at the moon shines brightly, and it was not safe to travel as some beasts and bandits rome this area. Yuno decided to cook a meal and you decides to go take a stroll to clear your mind.

Replaying on what happened earlier, you felt disgusted. That mans perverted touch, gaze still lingers on my skin.

Thankfully, you can hear there's a waterfall up ahead so you can go take a bath.

You were mesmerized by the scenery infront of you. A thousand stars can be seen, and the moon is so full up above.

' No one can should be looking right? '

You carefully slipped out your clothes and hopped onto the water. Leaving you naked in all of your glory. You dove upon the cold water and like any normal person would do in the bath.

Sighing you sat in a nearby boulder and dried off your body. You were frustrated, you embarassed yourself earlier infront of him.

The way he looked earlier.....

You started to feel hot as you imagined his look earlier. You can't think straight anymore whilst your breathe hitches and body heats up.

I moaned as i inserted one of my fingers inside my needy cunt, while your other hand massages your breasts.

"Ah~fuck~"

You imagine yourself getting fucked by him. His cock so deep in your needy hole as you moan in pleasure. You hate him, hate that he makes you feel this way.

All that pent up feeling all you do was just to do it solo by yourself. Your parents conservativeness, heavy burden, past relationships and stress makes you feel dry.

"Hah~ yuno~ oh fuck yes!"

"Oh~shit!"

"Yes! ~yes!~yes! "

Now here you are desperately pumping your fingers back in fourth in your slit making vulgar noises, thinking of the hot mage. Causing you to come all over the place.

'Fuck i made a mess.'

You suddenly heard a rustling noise in the bushed. You hurriedly covered yourself with your clothes.

"WHO'S THAT!?"

I heaved an sigh of relief as the figure appears to be an deer. You decided to just get cleaned and dressed and head back to him.

"I'm back."

You said and sat in the ground infront of the bonfire. You can't see his face but it looks like that he is eating.

It's been 30 minutes and he still hasn't talked nor faced me. He just sat down facing the other way round.

Weird. He normally would discuss about what will we report about to captain....

"Yuno?"

You asked as you walked towards him. His face seemed red and he looks so flustered.

' does he have a fever? '

You nervously put your palms on his forehead to confirm. Your eyes widened as he suddenly pinned you to a wall.

'W-what the fuck?'

He stared at you like a hungry wolf who targeted it's prey. Meanwhile you just stood there shock.

"You have much courage doing that in public, Y/N."

Yuno whispered onto your ear, making you instantly blush in embarassment. He saw that. HE FUCKING DID!??!

You looked away and shut your eyes tight. His hot breathe just hitched right at your neck.

" such a slut, moaning my nme like that. "

" HAH, you must be imagining things you perverted freak! "

You lied, facing him red. He smirked.

"I saw that, clearly Y/N, clearly. " yuno said firmly wrapping his arms on my waist.

" S-so? it's not like i like you or something. D-dumbass. " i stuttered and pushed him away, lightly.

" spit it out. "

"What? "

"I know you like me. "

"No."

"Are you sure?"

"N-no? "

He frowned and stopped, he started to walk away. You can't help but to feel frustrated.

"That's why i hate you. "

He stopped walking and slammed you hard against the tree.

"Really? you hate me that much huh? I will prove it to you that i am better than that." he replied smugly

"Then you have my consent, bastard. "

You smirked as your faces become closer and our bodies pressed together heatedly against the wall, breathing heavily as our lips pressed together and our tongues battle in dominance.

It's the first time she ever felt like this.

He suddenly stopped.

"Before we do anything, do i have your consent? "

"Yes, just fucking take me. "

His hands pressed under her shirt, quick to shove aside my bra. My voluptous breasts spilled out and his impatient lips hungrily sucked it off.

"Oh~ah shit!" you can't help but to moan in his touch.

He paused and threw your robe and bra on the ground. He goes down and down and down towards you legs as he carefully caresses, his hot breath along my thighs.

You gulped as you watch him lift your skirt revealing your thong. You feel embarassed as he stared at it for a few moments and take off your skirt along with thongs. Leaving you naked only for his eyes.

" so beautiful. " he whispered.

That was the last straw.

You straddled him, caughting him off guard as you lean in for a kiss.

"Where's all that courage coming from? "

"Shut up. "

My hands fumbled upon his trousers and onto his underwear revealing his erection. You blushed, since it was your first time seeing a man's part like that. You only see it in books......

His breatgour hand slowly travels on his cock. Pumping it back and fourth. Yuno looked so pretty like that, needy and desperate.

"Hah, just like that. "

He purred.

Slowly you started making kitten licks on his cock. Swirling your tongue along his tip, it then became much more intense. Gathering up the courage you slowly started going down on him, sucking his cock. You were gagging- but you couldn't care less.

"Hah~Ah shit y/n...." He let out an pleased hum whilst making eye contact with you, running his slender fingers through your hair.

You let out an shriek as he suddenly

forces your head down, causing you to choke on his cock. Bucking his hips into your mouth you can only tear up in the sensation you are feeling whilst he talks dirty to you.

"You fucking slut, the way you stare at me makes me go crazy everytime, now look at you choking at my cock. "

He said in his cool usual tone and slammed my body to the ground. Sorry mother, but i can't resist this man.

"I-it hurts yuno, hah~. "

You whimpered as his length was buried deep inside you. It was painful at first but it suddenly was replaced with pleasure as he slowly thrusted inside of your tight hole.

"I-is this your first time?"

Yuno sounded concerned and you looked at him and nodded shyly.

"Shit, i should've been more careful, are you okay? "

What's with this man...

"Yeah, it looks like you have just taken my virginity, vice captain. "

You said locking your arms on his neck and staring deeply on his amber eyes.

"Then fuck me hard, yuno." you whispered and he did.

Well that rest was history that night you and him just enjoyed the starry night and eachothers warmth on the moonlit night.

💌 : This is the celebration of my man turning 18. This was frickin rushed and amateurish since im new to this writing style👹

#black clover smut #black clover #anime smut #anime x reader #black clover x y/n #black clover x reader #yuno black clover #yuno grinberryall #yuno x reader #smut

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Hello angel, here's my silly little angsty prompt:

"Cloud gets home after a mission. He's exhausted, but reader is happy to see him noneless. She knows he isn't a touch person, but she finds fun into teasing him a little, hoping it would make his day better... However, she senses that something is of; and Cloud, unsure if it's a mako flare-up or something else, prefers to let it go. Later that night, he's surprised (yet shattered) when his mom visits him, telling her son she is happy he found "the one" and how proud she is of her son.. When reader awakes to see a puzzled Cloud, she wonders what's the right move to make, only to follow her instinct."

Enjoy wrecking me 🤍

The one ミ★

⋆ ࣪. ℙ𝕒𝕚𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘 ≫ Cloud/fem!reader

⋆ ࣪. 𝕎𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤 ≫ angst!, minor spoilers, past trauma, not proofread!

⋆ ࣪. 𝔸/ℕ ≫ reqs are closed bc I'm going to be busy next week and I wanna write some stuff by my own too so yeah, sorry 😭

⋆ ࣪. 𝕎𝕠𝕣𝕕𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕥 ≫ 2.236 ( so many short fics omg )

It started off with your voice.

"Hey"

And then your hand would find his own, bringing him into your little world.

But as the hours passed by, you noticed that something was off, really off.

Maybe it was how lifeless his eyes seemed to be under your cold lighting, despite the beautiful contrast of mako green and natural blue.

Your hands helped him get his sword off him, your ears turning deaf as he told you it wasn't necessary.

He always tried to do everything on his own, he felt as if he was a burden to others. Ever since he was a kid, he thought that maybe it was better if he stayed quiet.

Maybe that was what life had been awaiting him for.

He loved silence, he loved quiet walks into the mountains by himself, whenever his mother would let him.

However, you were quite the opposite of quiet.

. . .

"Yeah, it's that weird guy I told you about"

"Why is he here?"

"Why is he wearing that in public?"

"I heard he was involved with that terrorist group"

Over and over again.

At this point he couldn't distinguish between his mind and the world that was surrounding him.

Cruising through the city, he tried not to interact with anyone as always. But no matter how hard he wanted to focus on his task, there were always some burning eyes on his skull.

At first he didn't mind, he wasn't really used to this kind of attention but he shrugged it off.

Maybe it was his sword or maybe it was the curse in his eyes.

However, as the weeks passed by, he felt more and more out of place. The pollution brought an itch inside his head, but those whispered comments brought headaches.

"Mind your own bussiness, freak"

Turning his head around, he looked over to where you hissed. It was almost comical to see you scolding a pretty big guy, his friends already about to either insult or laugh at you.

However, he stepped behind you before any of that.

He liked the way you always tried to defend him, always beefing with people whenever you heard those awful comments.

He felt somewhat protected

. . .

"You're taking a bath"

What?

He had dissociated from the conversation to the point that he was now aware of your hands prying off his armour.

At first he didn't enjoy those "cute little baths". He felt bad you were cleaning him up and he felt like a little child under your fingertips once again.

But the more your hands laid themselves on his bare body, cleaning him up, the more he leant into your touch.

So he let you handle him around

"Alright, let's start"

After that, your fingers started spreading soap around his scalp, his whole body submerged inside your hot tub.

He found it kind of silly that he had to lay down with his knees outside the water when you could spread them so they rested under it.

He loved those small details

With you he didn't feel naked and vulnerable, he felt finally at peace. He didn't know how much he actually needed your hands on him, but his body surely craved them.

Speaking of, they were currently rubbing soap on his chest, tracing a path until they latched themselves on his arms.

Curiosity spread around his mind whenever you would praise them, tell him how strong he had became over the years. Curiosity because he didn't see that much of a change, he was always like that, right?

But he didn't mind them, hell, he secretly flexed under your gaze so you could gawk at them.

Summer days whenever it was hot outside, glistening skin under the warm hues of the punishing sun. He was always weirdly lifting something heavy whenever you were around, a wooden box or some metal bar.

A secret attention whore

He let you play around with his fingers, eyes closed as he relaxed into the tub behind him. He liked the way your hand fit so perfectly with his own one.

Whenever you would drag him around the city, latching your fingers around his wrist as he followed close behind you.

Ever since the day he had met you, you seemed different.

He could crack a smile with you without the need of feeling embarrassed about it, let alone laugh at your stupid puns. He felt light-headed, and he really needed you after a long day.

That's why he always tried to get home as soon as possible when you weren't working too, he wanted ( needed ) to see you. The way his aching legs dragged themselves without any pain into your house.

But on days like this, his legs ached x2 times harder.

Why was he still alive after all that had happened?

Why did the Planet need him so badly?

Couldn't others replace his job?

Those questions flooded his mind again and again, like a snake that bit it's own tail.

He was become more and more confused about his surroundings, the past traumatic events still flashing lively through his tired eyes.

God he was tired.

And after all the times he had already told you that he was fine, just tired, that adjective seemed to have lost it's initial weight.

So tired.

The past, the nostalgia mixed with the sour taste of regret and bad decisions.

The present that still haunted him on lonely, endless nights.

The future he didn't even want to know that was awaiting for him.

As bad as it sounded, he had lost interest in the things he adored doing. He felt better when he was just breathing, sinking in your arms.

SOLDIER? he wasn't good enough to be one of them

Sep%#/<*@? It was better if he slowly forgot his name

However, it wasn't that easy.

No matter how far his legs had managed to take him, a long trail into some tall, enigmatic woods without a visible exit.

He was always following right behind him

And he didn't know how much time he had left until his face would be pushed into the dirt, a much stronger hand keeping him down.

. . .

"Cloud!"

White hair was replaced by your h/c locks, a warm waterfall of relief washed all over his body at your sight.

"Were you even listening to me?"

His body felt fuzzy and when he looked down he saw a towel wrapped around him, his legs sitting on the cold wc.

He looked back into your face, a cute pout resting on top of your brows as you waited for him to answer. Only to see that disgusting look of worry paint all over your pout instead.

He hated and despised that look in your face

He always blamed himself for making you feel like that, maybe he shouldn't have opened up as much as he did. Maybe he was being such a baby about all this.

He wanted to make you happy with him, cheerish him for the things he had done that day, admire him. Anything that didn't involve your pretty face coming down.

But, of course, he didn't know how to brighten it up.

His pupils remained connected with yours until he looked away, confused about what to do or to say.

But your hands suddendly wrapping his head in a warm cage of softness, kept him from thinking. A towel was ruffling his hair up, and he didn't mind anymore if it ended up messed.

He liked the feeling of someone finally taking care of him

And when you both finally winded down from the day, ready to rest on the comfortable bedding you had chosen, he felt as if someone was dragging him down into a puddle of confusion once again.

The worst part is that he didn't know how to swim back

"Sweetie"

She paused for a brief moment, her hands slowly lulling him back into an awake state.

"Honey?"

Mom?

"That's right, sweetie"

His eyes opened up, finally seeing the woman behind that familar voice.

"I missed you"

He couldn't believe he was back home, looking down he still saw his adult body. Well, and adult body that only hid childish maners.

He wanted to say that he missed her too, a lot actually. But no words seemed to seep out of his mouth, it felt like a nightmare.

Part of his childhood and teenage years passed by without her, a warmth he seemed to seek on cold nights, sneaking a hand around your waist. Whenever he saw other children with their mothers, teenagers that got angry at them, he wanted to feel that too.

Hell, he wanted to feel everything that he was deprived of. From the softness of her arms as she tucked him to sleep, to her honeyed voice as she sung making dinner.

His head still laid on his pillows and he could recall the coziness of it, it was the only thing about his past that he was sure was real.

"You've grown to be a good man huh?"

She kept talking, and he wanted nothing more to do other than hearing her voice for the last time.

"You've gotten really handsome too. . ."

Her hands took his arm, his mind now being aware of her presence as she sat on the bed, sinking a bit the mattress. Her fingertips dancing along the skin, trying to memorize all his muscles.

". . . and strong too"

A big smile was plastered on her face, looking at him as if he was a newborn again, getting ready to sleep for the first time after she had given birth to him.

"The ladies must be crazy for you"

And she wasn't wrong, they really were.

He got compliments almost every day in Midgar, from the honeygirls to some random ladies on the street. But it wasn't until his mother told him how pretty he actually was that he started believing it.

"I saw that girl, you're a lucky one"

Did she mean... you?

You were one of the few persons he knew he could trust, that could lend him a hand whenever he was feeling down.

He couldn't describe what he felt for you, but he definitely knew that if you happened to fall off a cliff, he would be there to catch you.

You had done so much already for him and yet without expecting the same amount of love and care for him. And he felt so bad about it, he wanted to return all of your hugs, cuddles, kisses and praises.

"She's the one"

And there you were, laying like a lonesome princess by his side. He could see your pacified breathing, it would always calm him down.

How had he gotten so lucky?

You seemed like a goddess under his gaze, and it was on nights like this he finally got to appreciate your beauty.

You could be sweating, with your hair all ruffled up after a workout that he still would've found you the prettiest woman alive.

You always told him how handsome he was, how his face was absolutely perfect as you forced him into wearing some kind of mask you would apply into your face shortly after too.

He loved you, he loved you, he loved you

His mind was racing at this point, he didn't even know where to look anymore. At your pretty eyes closed shut? At the way you were cutely laying on the bed with your arms hugging your chest? At your body under the mattress?

If he were to write down his favourite part about you, he wouldn't even know where to start.

However, when your eyes opened themselves slowly, he panicked.

Did he wake you up?

But he stayed still on spot, the warm blanket he didn't want to leave when he got up in the morning pooling bellow his stomach.

"Cloud?"

Stop.

He wished he had an audio recorded of your voice and listen to it whenever he had to sleep without you.

"What's wrong?"

Your eyelashes batted themselves, trying to wake your brain up as you searched his body under the dark light.

He soon felt your hand on his bare chest, finally able to look at him in the eyes. Which wasn't a complicated task as they were bright as the sun.

Your moon in dark nights

"Go back to sleep"

That was the fourth time you had heard him speak this afternoon, and it concerned you so much. He always listened to your stories and when he was in a good mood, he would never shut up.

He was a pleasant person to speak to, really, he had such beautiful words to say whenever he got philosophical. And he actually made you cry when he bashed out about his trauma.

But you just looked at him and without any words, your arms enveloped him like his mother. You knew he was comfortable like this, silence as your heartbeat slowly matched his own one perfectly.

And soon both of your bodies were laying on the mattress, your hands holding his head, pressing him further into your chest as he clinged to your back.

You told him the most sugary praises you could had ever thought about, lulling him back to sleep as his mind began clouding with sleep.

You could've sworn you felt something wet on your chest, but you didn't care, you were more than happy to finally see him express his feelings with you.

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thebottomfromhell · 10 months

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Headcanons:

What love language the Uppermoons use with ther romantic partner? What is the love language they prefrer to be at the recieving end?, gn reader.

Warnings: Allusion to sexual content, Douma is his own warning and Akaza has implied angst.

Gyutaro:

Words of affirmation

Gyutaro has a lot of insecurities and like hell he will let you have them if he can do something about it. If he feels you are good at something, that you look good in a certein way or you just need some validation of some type, he will say it laud and clear. He is not shy to compliment you and day what he thinks, and he is detailed, not letting you misunderstand a thing. (He has experience with Daki, he is very good communicating if he puts his mind into it.)

On the other hand, he is bad at the recieving end of this love language, he becomes very anxious whenever you try to conpliment ot validate him verbally (he's really not used to it, so he becomes paranoid, thinking you are lying or doing it out of pity). He prefers if you communicate with quality time. For him the fact that you are willing to take your time and do something fun with him is enough. He loves being around you, and keeping his mind bussy is the best way to evade the bitter thoughts.

Gyokko:

Words of affirmation

Gyokko is bad giving compliments, it usually hurts his pride to give in and admit anyone did something deserving a praise from him, but when he does, it's genuine. He compliments you a lot, actually, because he thinks you are impressive (he would not be interested in you if he didn't). Everytime you do something or look in a way that attracts him, he mentions it, and he is detailed with it. As an artist he is good to describe what he likes.

He still prefers to be at the recieving end of the compliments and words of affirmation, he loves it when you recognize and value him and his art. A verbally loved Gyokko is a happy Gyokko. He will brag and give you hints for you to say the things he wants go hear, and he will get offended if you miss them or say something wrong. You better not be of those who just says "nice babe" when your partner is showing you somerhing, or you're done.

Sekido:

Acts of service

He is bad talking about feelings that is not his anger, but he is always around to help you around. He is good with the chores and brings you stability and order into your life. He likes things well done and tidy, there are times he even takes your work off your plate so you can relax, and while he expects you to notice what he does for you, you don't even have to thank him for him to be content.

He also likes you to do acts of service for him, he gets annoyed, angry and frustrated rather easily, so he really appreciates when you help him to deal with some issue or even take care of the rest of the clones by yourself. He is bad expressing that he is grateful, but the fact that you make it easier is visible.

Karaku:

Physical touch

Karaku loves physical touch, he will forever grab, hold, hug, kiss, tug, lick, suck.... If he can get his hands and mouth over you, he will. He always wants to be the center of your attention, so him throwing himself at you with a "Hey babe~" is a must, it doesn't help that he knows how to use his hands and mouth, he never misses and you always end up wanting more, just as he does. To know how to tell apart from when he just likes you to him fallen for you, well, in the first one he isn't as needy. He will have you always at arm's reach and complain when you are any farther away.

And recieve touch for him is also a must, the same way as he is all over you he expects you to have your hands full of him, and you won't have him complaining if you want to put your mouth on him. (He doesn't care if there is public, you can do whatever you want to him and only meet eagerness). 100% on Physical touch. (But he will also accept gifts gladly.)

Urogi:

Physical touch

Urogi is needy by nature, also always manages to spoil himself, if that makes sense at all. If he likes something, he takes it, no questions nor hesitation, just grab and fly before they take it away from him (like a dog who just stole a steak and runs to the yard to prevent their owner to take it back). This includes people, specially you, he sees you and takes you in his arms and feet, and is not afraid to just lie or sit over you wherever he can.

He also loves being touched, specially in his wings and head. Cuddles and kisses get him all chummy and happy, and he will not be separating anytime soon. He will whine at best, make a tantrum at worst, the second you pull apart. He lives for physical touch (but technically he also takes a lot of gifts, since to him everything on sight that he likes are for him to take).

Aizetsu:

Words of affirmation

Aizetsu is very shy, and he doesn't like to feel he is imposing himself to you, so he deems voicing his thoughts and feelings as the safest way to express you how he loves you. Most of the time he doesn't know how to approach or timing, but he is honest. He always makes sure for you to know what is actually going through his head and heart using simple words, at times way to simple to fully explain himself, but you understand his intentions.

On the other hand, Aizetsu prefers when you express yourself with physical touch. He likes to be hugged, specially, gives him a sense of relief and warmth that he wishes could feel more often, it's very comforting for him to have you holding him, kissing him, cuddling with him. He pouts everytime you pull apart if he was too comfortable.

Hantengu:

Giving gifts

Hantengu likes to steal a lot, but he is not above sharing the parts he managed. He also likes the fact that he can express anonymously what he feels so he can evade anything uncomfortable and nasty. He makes sure to get things that might be useful or he knows you will like, but unless he puts a letter in the present you might never know it was from him. Still, seeing you liking and using what he gave you makes him happy enough.

He likes people to cover him, to hold him safe and sound, and so physical touch is the love language he likes to recieve the most. He likes to be comforted, feel the preasure of a body giving him a space where he can be less afraid of everything. But also, he likes it from specific people and not for too long periods of time since he gets too paranoid.

Nakime:

Quality time

Nakime likes to spend time with you, usually she plays and sings to entertain you, hoping nothing more than to have some minutes for you both. There is a limited amount of activities she enjoys, but she is willing to step out of her comfort zone once in a while, but most of the time she would join you with readings, arts, crafts, board games and so.

Nakime also appreciates that you make your way to include her into your rutine the same way she does with you. Actions speak lauder than words, she doesn't like touching as much (and with her castle there is little act of service one can do) so she would expect you to give her quality time. The thing is, she also likes recieving gifts a lot, she loves feeling wealthy, so if you manage to get her expensive and pretty things, beside giving her things that applies to her hobbies, is the straighest path to her heart.

Akaza:

Acts of service

Akaza loves being able to help and take care of you, he lives to take care of you. Chores, nursing, protecting you, giving you time and space to rest are things that keep him relaxed, he feels safe when you are safe, happy and around. It's hard to not notice he is good at it, too, that with him around things are just easier. Just be careful with him taking too many things off your plate, Akaza would take all your responsibilities and burdens off your shoulders if he could.

And Akaza would loath if you worked or took any effort for his comfort, what he likes from you are words of affirmation. He needs you to tell him he is doing a good job, that you feel better with him around, that you can see him in a future together. And it has to be verbally, he can't calm down if it's not, because part of him doesn't trust that he is being good enough, strong enough. (Really, make sure to tell him that you are both good and that nothing bad will happen to you, he really gets too scared for you and only wants you to be healthy, comfortable and safe.)

Douma:

Giving Gifts

This is an interesting one, because Douma is also very touchy, compliments you a lot and seaks for quality time, but to be honest that is mostly fake affection. Affection he has seen others share but has never managed to feel it himself. What he has felt is the satisfaction of getting something he likes, something that feels was just made for him to like. If he gives you a gift he know you will adore, no matter the price or the different types of values that the present may have, the fact that he made sure to remember and think of something for you to like it's because he genuinely cares.

And while recieving gifts it's the only love language he actually understands, Douma prefers when you to spend quality time with him. He is very bussy with his duties inside the cult, so he can't go outside as much as he would want nor do as many activities as he would like. Douma deems it's very nice when you go and give him some company, to help his boredom, to give him the attention he is used to recieve but actually make it about him instead of making it about gods or yourself. You would be the first one.

Kokushibou:

Quality time

Kokushibou is not a romantic person, he is too traditional for that, if he gives you a gift it's because it's obligatory to the courtship, if he compliments you it's because it's basic etiquette, if he helps you it's because he deemed as necesary... it all changes with quality time. Nothing forces him to actually spend a good time with you, to have fun, to do something one of you or both of you like, much less step out of his comfort zone if it's something only you like. If he does it, it's because he wants to, because he cares, because he wants you to feel good around him.

And it would be good if you remembered that Kokushibou is still insecure behind all his intimidating demeanor, he still fears falling behind expectations as his mind easily takes him to darker places. He needs words of affirmation, someone to remind him that he is doing good and validate his feelings, feelings he is not willing tl talk about. It has to be clear and simple for it to stick in his head, and it's going to be hell if you let any misunderstanding happen. Don't. Let. It. Happen.

#top reader #demon slayer #kny #kny x reader #upper moons #karaku #urogi #aizetsu #douma #sekido #akaza #kokushibou #nakime #gyokko #gyutaro #kny headcanons #love langauges

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