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vixensreiha · 1 year
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🧙🏻‍♀️🧛‍♀️🐺 by 神棘スピノ
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chichirid · 2 months
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kuzuha and kanae graphics!
amaaazinggg divider by @k1ssyoursister ♡
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thechaoticplayer · 2 months
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oliver evans railing us because of a bad grade.
Authors Note: Sorry this took so long! Hope u enjoy!
Summary: Oliver Evans railing you because of a bad grade!
Contains: dom! Oliver evans x sub! Reader, degrading, filthy smut drabble, f! reader, probably ooc bc I dont usually watch the man 😭 a bit rushed sorry pookie none of my works are proofread!
PROFESSOR OLIVER EVANS who had enough of your shenanigans, after repeatedly drilling numbers and words into your stupid brain, you decided to return his help with a failing grade.
He was grading your exam, incredulous of how many goddamn times he had to use his red pen to swipe an x on what seemed like every other question. The professor was flabbergasted, appalled, shocked, in awe.
How the fuck did you fail? You met him after school every day, sometimes even before class started, and went over questions you didn't understand. Oliver almost deemed you hopeless, if only you hadn't look at him with such pleading eyes, a slight pout to your lips as you cocked your head to the side, asking,
"Professor, don't give up on me now, pretty please? I promise to make you proud."
How could Oliver say no to such a pretty thing? Maybe you weren't a lost cause.
Now, you stand before him and he tosses the thick packet of an exam towards you. Oliver appears too calm, and it is starting to make you squirm underneath his scrutinizing gaze.
"Want to tell me how this happened?" Professor asks under his breath, the students filing out the room sending pitying looks your way.
You fidget with the buttons of your blouse as you figure out something to say. "I... well..."
"Look. At. Me." His demanding tone forces you to jerk your face back up at him. "When you talk to me."
"Yeah Prof-"
"Yes, Professor," Oliver corrects, rising to his feet and navigating himself around his desk. He stops a couple inches away from you and points to the exam. "I stayed after for hours, assisting you with any questions you had. You were understanding it, I saw. So how in the hell did you fail?"
You don't reply, just gazing up at him with some sort of emotion he couldn't quite catch floating in your eyes. The professor had to think for a moment. Why exactly did you not pass the test, even though you clearly understood the contents?
Oliver steps closer to you, taking your chin with his pointer and thumb. Your eyes visibly widen, and upon further inspection, your pupils dilated. Your breaths are shallow and barely feather his face.
"Did you... fail it purposely?" The professor questions.
You swallow. "What? I would never."
"You're lying," Oliver hisses, squeezing your chin and you wince slightly, but that didn't stop the blush spreading across your cheeks. "You failed something I prepared you for. Do you take me as an idiot?"
"Only sometimes," you mumble under your breath and it irks him.
"The audacity," Oliver breathes, releasing your chin but not stepping away. "For wasting my time, my valuable time, you're going to make it up to me."
"Wha-"
Oliver presses you against his desk, standing in between your legs as he bunches the skirt around your hips. The professor leans close to your ear, whispering dirty things that make the tips of your ears go red.
"Is this what you wanted? for me to punish you?" Oliver whispers, pressing himself into you, his hard erection brushing against your thigh.
"Professor, w-wait!" You stammer, pressing your hands against his chest while he kisses down your neck, leaving behind heat trailing down. "What if someone hears?"
"They won't," Oliver responds, ripping off your underwear with just a finger. "Flimsy thing. As for you, you'll be a good slut and stay quiet, mm?"
You shiver as the cool air hits your searing hot core and your legs close around his hips. Oliver traps your mouth with his, hunger in every deep kiss. You moan quietly, and then arch your back as his thumb traces circles on your clit. Oliver spreads your folds open with ease, one finger pumping in and out of your wet hole while the other circles the sensitive bundle of nerves.
"Professor," you gasp against his lips, hands gripping the back of his dress shirt hard.
"Shut up," he growls, plunging another finger inside and causing you to cry out. "I said shut up. I thought you would at the very least have some smarts in you. You're just a dumb, horny bitch who's willing to throw her whole college life away, just to fuck her professor?"
You whine, the heat in your face rising as you hide your face in his neck, legs shaking. His fingers piston in and out with surprising speed, curling and prodding at all the right spots. You feel the tension in your stomach build up, your noises bubbling out of you but you try your hardest to hide it.
"Look how wet you are," Oliver cooes, pulling his fingers out to slap your cunt. You squeal, your hole clamping on nothing. "Take off your shirt."
You nod obediently, lifting your shirt up and over your head, discarding it to the side. You unclip your bra without another word, the professor's eyes watching with a dark lust.
You cross your arms, under your breasts so they're pushed up as you smile innocently. "Will this help my grade, Professor?"
"If you deserve it," Oliver says, voice low and husky, unbuckling his pants and letting them drop to the floor. His hands snatch your hips, slanting them to his cock. You yelp, falling back on your palms and the professor shoves himself inside you. A cry almost escapes your lips if he hadn't slapped a hand over your mouth.
"I said, keep your voice down," he snarls.
Tears brim your eyes at the stretch, nails digging into the wooden desk. Oliver groans quietly at the tightness, swearing in his native tongue quietly. You breathe rapidly through your nose, the harsh stretch slowly becoming pleasing as you roll your hips a bit.
The professor's other hand grips your thigh hard, dragging his cock in and out slowly through your fluttering walls. Slow and steady, your soft noises muffled.
Right before he rams hard into you. Your eyes roll back and a loud muffled moan. Like a beast unleashed, Oliver ruts inside you, panting and groaning. They're very low and quiet, compared to your high pitched whines.
"Fucking whore," the professor mutters, skin against skin resonating through the empty class room. Your slick coating his length and balls, it is so easy to just force his way through, brushing against your sweet spot. It made you stars in your vision, and it didn't take long until all you saw was white.
You release hard against cock, a shudder taking over your body. At the same time, Oliver cums inside you, ribbons of white covering your walls as he lets out a low guttural moan. The stickiness connecting you both as you gasp for breath after he removes his hand off your face.
"We're not done," Oliver breathes, pinching a tit and you whimper. "I told you I was going to punish you for wasting my time. I'm going to use you, the way you used me."
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odue-sp · 9 months
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Oliver Evans x Male Reader
... kinda proud of this, it's short. Sorry.
The muffled moans echoed in the empty classroom, the student shook trying to grab onto the desk but his hands were tied together by a tie and the force of each thrust made him weak. "S... Sensei! Slower... Please!" M/n whimpered out, his hard cock rubbing against the wood as Oliver gripped his waist.
Hand prints would definitely bruise.
"You got a bad grade." Oliver scolded as he pressed deeper, a choked moan as he slammed the teen underneath him harder into the desk.
M/n's high pitch moan echoed as he suddenly became slumped.
"Hey, are you still there?" He asked grabbing his hair to look at him. His eyes nearly shut as drool slid down his chin.
"I told you to slow down!"
M/n sobbed as he felt his cum on his classmate's desk. Oliver chuckles as he kissed his cheek.
"Just one more round, my sweet boy."
M/n grew embarrassed and flustered the next day in class... "Wow! Did the janitor wax our desk?" "So shiny..."
Oliver smirked at M/n.
"Ah, M/n stayed after school to help clean that class. Thank you, M/n."
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cantobear · 8 months
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super excited to finally show volume 2 of my 2434 bunny pins, debuting this weekend at anime impulse OC! i hope i was able to include one of your oshis here! see you soon! 🐰✨
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yumenosakiacademy · 4 months
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mana1057 · 10 months
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Vantacrow Bringer
i really love tough looking men with flowers.... ;u; )/
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mahirogim · 7 months
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Height difference 😅
Bonus:
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creadbrumbs · 23 days
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I like his singing 🥹
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fwacchi · 1 year
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Could I please have heacanons of Kagami, Alban, Ike and Nina reacting to finding their s/o hiding somewhere around the house crying after having a tough day? I really love your writing, and thank you in advance!
thank you!!! i hope you like it ^^
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WHEN THEY FIND YOU CRYING
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genre: fluff
pairings: Kagami Hayato, Alban Knox, Ike Eveland, Nina Kosaka x gn!reader
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Kagami Hayato
When you weren’t there to greet him when he came back home from work, he felt a little uneasy.
The uneasiness only grows when you don’t respond to his calls.
He searches for you in the living room and kitchen before heading to your shared bedroom.
And he finally finds you there, sitting beside the bed rather than on the bed, your knees to chest with your face buried against them.
Once he notices the soft sniffles from you, he would softly call out your name and sit beside you with one of his arms wrapped around your shoulders.
Kagami would coax you into telling him what made you cry, encouraging you to speak through your cries and sniffles.
He’ll then pull you into a hug and let you cry your heart out all while comfortingly rubbing your back and whispering words of encouragement.
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Alban Knox
When he gets home from work, he finds you sitting on the floor behind the kitchen island, your face buried against your palms.
His first thought is to poke fun at you for choosing such a place to sit but when he notices the slight shaking of your shoulders and soft sniffles, he’s immediately by your side to comfort you.
Would gently pull your hands away from your face and ask you why you’re crying.
Would listen to you telling him the reason for crying while gently wiping away the tears staining your cheeks.
Shit talks whatever/whoever made you cry.
For the next few days, he would make sure to check on you and cheer you up if necessary.
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Ike Eveland
He gets home from work and upon seeing the bathroom door closed, he assumes you’re taking a shower and settles on waiting for you in the living room.
But he soon starts to worry and goes to check on you when you’ve been in there for way too long.
Would be surprised when he realises you didn’t lock the door but is even more surprised to find you fully clothed and sitting on the floor.
Once he notices that you’re crying, he will pull you into a hug and let you cry as much as you want before asking what’s wrong.
He will sit with you and listen to you telling him why you were crying.
Would ask you if there’s anything he can do to make you feel better and put aside all his works to make you feel better.
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Nina Kosaka
Her first instinct is to pull you into a hug upon seeing you crying while curled up under the bedsheets.
She would ask if you’re ready to talk about it but if not, she’s willing to be there to cuddle you until you’ve calmed down.
The type that would convince you to play some silly mobile games with her to cheer you up.
She would pay more attention to you for the rest of the day to make sure you have it easy and that you don’t end up crying again.
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kroosluvr · 9 months
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CHRONOIR EP 0 !!! CHRONOIR EP 0 !!!!!
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vixensreiha · 1 year
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Suzuhara Lulu by 大串有朋
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dyhiki · 9 months
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kanekoii · 3 months
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If you write for jp livers, could I request yandere headcanons for Oliver Evans? I love him so much but there aren’t any writers for him 😭
Sorry if requests aren’t open btw
mika’s notes -> omg omg omg two of my favorite things jp AND yandere??!??! tskr anon tskr…
pairing -> yandere! oliver evans x gn! reader
genre -> scenario
song -> your reality - dan salvato
warnings -> yandere obv, manipulation, toxic oliver im sorry, kidnapping
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prof didn’t think he’d fall in love, well, ever. needless to say, that expectation was blown out of the water as soon as he locked eyes with you. ultimately, there would be many skeptics of his love for you, considering how openly violent it is. those monsters are simply constitutionally incapable of comprehending how perfect your shared love with him is, he would think to himself.
so perfect, in fact, that not one person aside from oliver himself was even worthy of looking at you, let alone talking to you. every friend of yours would slowly decide they didn't want to be around you anymore, leaving only you to hide in your boyfriend's arms while he protects you from what he perceives to be an overly dangerous world.
he won't let you go, not even outside without his company. even then, he barely allows you outside to go to the grocery store or get fresh air. once oliver can trust that you won't run away from him, maybe he'll allow you to get around more than just his room and you’ll have access to the rest of his home. don’t try the windows or doors though, he’d gladly track you down if you manage to escape.
doesn’t matter where you run, he will always find you. he’s a pretty smart man, so escaping isn’t really an option. just accept it and spend the rest of your life with him the way he so desperately wants.
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kyaramaru · 1 year
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Welcome to Niji JP
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cantobear · 9 months
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✌️✨ VOLTA!
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