#prompt: worship

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 167

Honestly, Danny is having such a good time right now. He gets to travel with Ellie, explore space, just have fun. Plus his secondary protector-instincts are having soothed despite him not technically doing any hero-ing anymore. Really his sister had the right idea when she decided she wanted to become a doctor, this is honestly a blast.

And if someone does end up passing away, well, Ellie is always happy to help soothe their spirit and guide them to the Realms where they can reach their respective afterlife. Or become a ghost. 

They are completely oblivious to the fact that there are now legends and entire temples dedicated to them now. Apparently accidental ascension is in fact a thing, as Dan later laughs at them about. 

#prompts #Dcxdp #dpxdc #Dan was already thought of as a god of destruction & change #He’s laughing at his ‘siblings’ for making them a trio #So many planets throughout time now include 3 gods/spirits/etc in their worship under different names but similar faces #One of those planets was Krypton #Clark’s parents prayed to Dan-El the Healer that their son would be safe and in good health wherever he went #They prayed to El-Nath the Guide that his journey would be safe & that she would not have to guide him to the afterlife instead #They prayed to Jor-Dan the Destroyer that they’re wrong and if not that their planet’s End is a merciful one #Clark finds this out when researching stuff from his ship/the Fortress #Hey that’s kind of funny he saw a similar looking being floating among the stars when he first tested leaving the atmosphere hehe #....... W a i t a minute- #Space Core Danny #Moon Core Ellie #Sun Core Dan #Look Jazz’s dream in canon is to become a brain surgeon and I think she deserves to be able to do that #Medical school is hard AF #Danny apprenticed under Frostbite & So Many Realms ghosts who are Very Eager to pass on their knowledge

[eyesthecolorofarson]

DpxDc demon twins AU where Danny is basically fishingarret on YouTube. If you haven’t seen him he’s this psychopath of a man that walks barefoot in Florida and other dangerous places like Australia and the Amazon and removing invasive species. He does this by picking them up with his bare hands. This man feels so fear. He willingly poked a wasp nest. He tackled a 15ft python. And every time he picks something up he says yoink. Danny ‘already dead’ Fenton being left in Florida instead of Ohio

#demon twin au #Danny Fenton is Damian Wayne’s twin #Just imagine #you find out your slightly psychotic mother abandons your twin in Florida #And the first thing you know about him is that he’s equally insane just in a different way #dp x dc crossover #dp x dc prompt #If you worship this patron god of nature you too can be blessed with the camera man’s immortality #Go and subscribe to fishingarret!!!!!

[ghostbsuter]

Highly-trained martial artist with the voice of a goddess?

What's there not to love?

Jasmine Fenton has officially fallen in love.

She smiles, pushing her hair to the front, making sure it frames her face nicely. Jazz stares at Black Canary with adoring eyes.

(If only she didn't have fiance, a girl can dream.)

Dinah, on the other hand, repeatedly smacks said fiance, Oliver Queen has a good laugh from simply watching the girl with her puppy crush.

("When you break her heart, do it slowly alright?"

"Oliver!")

#dcxdp #dpxdc #dp x dc crossover #fic prompt #writing prompt #dc x dp prompt #Jazz has a puppy crush on Dinah after being saved #she swoons for her really well #its not entirely romantic tbf #its partly hero worship #it intensifies when she learns that danny had a therapy session with her at the cave #implied justice league danny?

[welcoming-grey]

So, lets imagine that Monster (the drink, lol, i forgot to mention that) gets really fucking popular in Gotham. Like, a lot. It's desired by a mix of both villains and heroes due to its the amount of energy it provides the body and it's property to act like a life-saver (literally). Nobody has been able to trace where exactly its produced from (Batman has tried to find the source and has tried to ban it but it just somehow keeps appearing and he'd rather stock up than lose it to his opponents).

Skip to Danny (after becoming the Ghost King) trying to convince his parents that after discovering that they are selling ectoplasm to Gotham as an energy drink that it is a bad idea, not knowing that his parents had been doing it from That Day. His parents argue that its basically holy water, ensuring that people aren't getting overshadowed (Because people literally turn liminal due to drinking it).

Monster is banned in Amity Park because Wes has convinced GIW and the citizens that they're basically drinking Phantom's ghostly fluids. GIW has disposed of the 'contaminated', they are less in number because not a lot of people trust the Fentons works. This explains why its citizens keep getting overshadowed.

Selling Monster is one the main funds resources that the Fentons use for their projects. And they're only selling place is of course Gotham. They had been contacted by a kind man by the name of CW who was willing to transport it to Gotham and get their money in exchange for keeping the portal in their basement and in promise of not bringing it out of their house.

This is basically Clockwork's plan B if push comes to shove to prevent Phantom from potentially getting attacked by his parents when he does reveal himself to be their son. So by turning Gotham liminal he's basically making it Phantom's hideout from his parents, ensuring that even if ghosts enter Gotham they won't be able to make it out 'alive' because of the bats. And also knowing Bruce Wayne, Danny will have a new family in no time.

PS: Amity Park knows about the existence of Gotham, Gotham just doesn't know about Amity Park. Its just the Fentons that don't know where this 'Gotham' is, but hey, they are getting their money, so who cares? Amiright?

#there is more here to say about the pit #and the loa #ra's bath water #monster energy #dc x dp #dp x dc #dc x dp prompt #monster energy au #dc #dp #danny phantom #wes weston #clockwork #batfamily #amity park #the fentons #imagining vlad's reaction #tim would worship monster #crack idea #dp prompt #imagine damian finding out about monster and being like: why are my family drinking my grandfather's bath water #also monster turns people liminal by like 1/10 #but enough for them not to get overshadowed by not enough turn dead #thinking abt jason hating monster #(mine)

[suchawrathfullamb]

I need more hannigram fics where Will is treated like the greek goddess he is. Hannibal at his feet, kissing it, feeding him fresh grapes.

#pls they SO give off worship + hedonistic vibes #rec me? #nbc hannibal #hannigram #hannibal #will graham #prompt #murder husbands #fanfic

[copper-sands]

mask.

stills under the cut

#sleep token #sleep token art #sleep token vessel #sleep token worship #how else do i. even tag this. #i made this for an art prompt thingy on valdevia's discord #cursed files #the prompt is. mask. because of course #can't make a single step without my favorite blorbos #copper scribbles #copper-sands #digital art #fanart #animated gif #come on general public there's a masked guy in here

[holyghostin]

has anyone written fleabag aziracrow? specifically requesting asking about hot priest!aziraphale and fleabag!crowley in the confessional scene. how about the smoking outside the restaurant scene? no? just me wondering?

#writing it as we speak #so many good parallels there #kneel #aziraphale would say #worship me #aziraphale #azicrow #crowley #good omens #good omens fic #aziracrow #ineffable husbands #fanfiction prompts #fleabag #phoebe waller bridge

[shurisneakers]

ok and if i wrote harmless in a different font. so what

#the first part is 1.6k words long #and i am looking for supernatural slash paranormal ideas to use in here for future parts. so if u guys wanna. yk. #make it a community project like harmless was <3333 that'd be lovely and fun <3333 #but im waiting to write a couple of parts b4 publishing this one #bc of health reasons #anyway in unrelated news #i have another drabble series coming out on saturday #a letters series where bucky is Shit At Talking so he just writes letters to his bestie who he's in love with bc his therapist told him to #it's a drabble series #and also if u wanna send in word prompts for that. that would be very helpful and i will worship you #anyway im done talking #ari talks #bucky x reader

[ladytauria]

The prompt list. Listen. I think Jason deserves a kiss to the thigh. Whoever you want to give it to him

nonny you are SO right

i went with jaytim bc i'm predictable like that~

Tim challenges anyone to find a more comfortable pillow than one of Jason's thighs. (Well---alright. They actually come in at a close second to his chest, while his stomach sits at a narrow third. But---still.) There's nothing like reclining on the couch, his head pillowed on Jason's lap while the TV plays in the background.

Tonight, Tim's foregone his laptop. For once in his life, he's had enough of numbers. He just wants to relax with his boyfriend.

Jason's hand drops into his hair, stroking idly through the strands. Tim's eyelids droop. He raises his hand, wrapping it around Jason's knee; thumb pressed to the back of it. Jason's leg shifts to accommodate him.

He smiles, humming softly. He turns his face, pressing a kiss to Jason's thigh. Jason's fingers pause in his hair for a moment, and then continue; the gentle scratch of nails against his scalp making Tim wish he could purr, pushing into his hands.

Jason laughs; a soft huff of air that turns Tim's insides soft and fuzzy. "Overgrown kitten," he murmurs.

Tim's mouth twitches. "Meow~"

Jason snorts, flicking his ear. "Hush, I'm watching a movie."

Tim nips him through his sweats, earning a light tug to his hair. He heaves a put-on sigh, drawing his blanket higher up his shoulder.

Then he settles, letting the low murmur of the television and Jason's fingers in his hair lull him to sleep.

[ sultry prompts list ]

#the temptation to go with thigh worship was heavy #but that would have taken much longer so #i put the lines i wrote for it in the notion page~ #i also did consider going jaysteph #but jaytim just called to me more for this one #thank you for the prompt nonny #i hope you liked it! #jaytim #timjay #dcu #tauriawritesfanfic #lovely anons #asks and answers #i also almost went with tim patching him up and kissing the wound #but i have like #2 or 3 more ‘tim patches jason up’ fics in my drafts #so… #xD

[depraved-love]

Adrian x F!Darling

Firstly, I want to apologize as I lost the original ask, so I hope the one who requested this sees it.

Second, I don't remember the much being specified, in which case I go to headcanons by default. (Unless it was specified, and I messed up, in which case I'm sorry.)

At first he was incredibley confused abut what were your intentions. Why were you so set on being around him? Did you want something from him?

Be prepared to make the first moves because he will have hard time adimiting his feelings, even to himself.

When you ask to court him, he's going to act as usual, maybe a bit more cocky, but inside he's squealing and cussing himself out at the same time.

For a long time, he's going to be telling himself that he's only doing this because he is making you happy, and he's not letting himself fall in love.

That changes when you start showing him physical affection.

He had no idea how touch-starved he was.

Little touches, hugs, light kisses - it all feels so right. But he's still cautious.

Well, at least until...

One night, he was reading when you suddenly came up and sat next to him. You hugged him, your soft skin and warm body pressed against his. He could feel your warm breath and hear your heartbeat.

For some reason, this drove it home, you don't have ulterior motives. You just like him.

He went from being a grumpy cat to a puppy dog, but only when he is around you.

He starts returning the affection and spoiling you in any way he can.

Pet names.

He'll get you the most beautiful jewelry he can. He loves seeing you adorned in anything that screams you're his.

"Only the best for the light of my life."

Believe it or not, he has no experience, minus Sumi and Taka, and we know how that went.

It takes some time to become intimate with him, and he might back out in a few of the first attempts, Just give him time.

He isn't very kinky, but he's willing to experiment with you.

If you want to tie him up, you'll have to wait a long time to do so. The first time you try, it can can be the softest silk ribbon, but he'll cry anyway. A good start would be to just tie a ribbon around his wrist when the two of you are just out and about.

The one kink he does have is body worship. Both receiving and giving.

He loves when you caress every inch of his body, when you compliment every minor detail. He doesn't have much of an ego, but in those moments, he feels just that good about himself.

When he's on the giving end, he feels just as good. He loves to kiss all over you. Everything about you is perfect. Your skin is perfect, your eyes are perfect, your hair is perfect, your pussy is perfect, and your breasts are perfect.

Also, period sex might happen if you're comfortable. Dhampir can't be afraid of blood, can he?

"Just be gentle, please, my love."

#castlevania x reader #castlevania netflix #adrian tepes #alucard tepes #alucard castlevania #castlevania alucard #alucard x reader #alucard #x reader #female reader #fem reader #reader insert #afab reader #adrian tepes x reader #adrian tepes x you #shibari #body worship #smut writing #smut prompts #fluff #headcanon #request

[celtic-crossbow]

MarchWeres Day 13

Prompt: Body Worship (NSFW alt prompt)

Pairing: Daryl Dixon x Tabby (oc)

Warnings: Oral (male rec); and well…body worship

Daryl was lying as still as he could, his entire body trembling with both a base need and an ingrained discomfort. His wife straddled his thighs, fully clothed while he was bare before her.

“I love your hair. How long it’s gotten, the little bit of gray in your beard. How both of those things remain true in both forms.” She slid her fingers through his hair and over the scruff on his chin.

“Your eyes were the first thing I ever noticed about you. You were so angry and mean, but it wasn’t in your eyes.” The archer knew to close them when she leaned forward, her red hair a thick curtain around them. Plush lips pressed softly against each eyelid before going straight to the tip of his nose. She sat up with a fond chuckle. “Cutest nose I’ve ever seen. I can never resist booping it.

Daryl snorted. It was true. Whether they were making love, arguing, hell, even in a fight against a few whisperers, his crazy wife had tapped the tip of his nose with a fingertip and a squeak of boop. He knew he had that lopsided smile on his face but it faded when her palms traveled down his neck to caressed his shoulders.

“My god, these shoulders. Always carrying the weight of the world, the burdens that don’t belong to you. Strong, capable.” He felt her thighs squeeze against his own and the scent of her sudden arousal was easy for his heightened sense of smell to pick up. “When you throw my legs over them and bury your face in my pussy, you drive me insane. If this was about me right now, I’d already be riding your face.”

“Could be ‘boutcha if—” Tabby shot him a look that had his mouth clicking shut. Well, couldn’t say he didn’t try.

“Your arms. Fighting, hauling that crossbow, protecting the people you love.” Her fingertips ghosted from the bend of elbows to his hands, her fingers intertwining with his own. “You lift me like I’m a feather, press me against the wall with these hands on my ass.” There was that press of her thighs again. “Just one of these fingers takes me higher than I’ve ever been in my life.”

Christ. She was trying to kill him.

As her hands approached his chest, he felt his stomach twist into knots. Strong muscle was hidden beneath skin that had softened with age. It was the entire reason he was below her at that moment. She found him with his forehead against the shower wall, just looking down at himself, his lip curled in disgust. Hell, even in his wolf form, he was pudgy and scarred. Still fast, strong, lethal, but no longer lean and his body riddled with imperfections.

Tabby snapped her fingers in front of his face, startling him from his thoughts. “Baby, I need you to hear me.” She was brushing her fingers from his nipples down to just above his pubic bone and back again, leaving goosebumps in their wake. “You don’t seem to understand how beautiful you are.” Bending sharply, she kissed a profound scar that curved around his ribs while her fingers kneaded the soft skin of his abdomen. “I’m trying to remind you.”

“Tabby-cat, ya ain’t gotta—”

The redhead sat up abruptly, her gaze so intense that he shivered under the weight of it. “Look in my eyes, Daryl Dixon. You look me right in the eye and tell me I’m lying to you.” He tried—damn, did he try—to find any trace of falsehood but he came up empty.

“Nah. Y’ain’t lying.” He whispered.

“Good.” Tabby shimmied her body down a little further, wasting no time in wrapping her soft hand around his half hard cock, eliciting a sharp hiss between his teeth. “Now, I could tell you about your strong legs and adorable toes but—” She cut herself off to drag her palm over her tongue and give him a few rough tugs until he was hot and heavy in her hand.

Before he could protest, his cock head was pressed against the back of her throat. He arched off the mattress and inadvertently jerked his hips. It didn’t seem to phase her in the slightest. Her hair cascaded around her face, his cock disappearing past those pouty lips with each eager bob of her head.

It was several minutes of kitten kicks, hollowed cheeks, and ball massaging before he was grunting her name and spilling down her throat. Daryl laid there, chest heaving while he stared at the ceiling, twitching from overstimulation as she cleaned every drop of his spend from his skin.

Remaining above him, she crawled forward to claim his lips and allow him to taste himself with a groan. “You might be thinking that’s my favorite part of you.” With a tilt of her head, she was looking over his face with such a fond softness that his heart could have fluttered right out of his chest. “It’s your eyes. It’ll always be your eyes, baby. The first thing I noticed, the first thing I look for when I wake up beside you, and the last beautiful blue I want to see before I fall asleep.” When she kissed him again, it was so tender that he felt like he might actually cry. “You’re so perfect.”

“Tabby, I—”

“Ssh. Be a good boy and shift for me so I can tell you why I love every part of you in that form too.”

“Yes, ma’am.” God, he loved that woman.

#marchweres #marchweres2024 #day 13 #body worship #alt prompt #daryl dixon #murda writes #daryl dixon x female oc #the walking dead #daryl dixon fanfiction

[glowingbadger]

hello! can i request body worship and seteth 💕

that dragon man of cloth dilf makes me act up so badly, I want to spoil and pamper him so bad- SETETH LET ME LOVE YOU !!!!!!!!

I need a Seteth break goddamnit let's DO IT Seriously all of my prompts having to do with him are always a thousand times easier and more engaging for me than for most other charracters lmao I'm done pretending I don't play favorites

For the record I'm pretty sure I ended up filtering out a few Body Worship requests because I just got so many and it's a pretty vanilla kink even by the standards of that list lmao (those two factors are probably very related) but I kept a couple for my fav and/or less commonly requested characters

Reader-chan ended up pretty talkative in this one lol but that's because Seteth needs to be told how hot he is, and that's that.

Seteth (FE3H) x GN!Reader

Kink prompts list #2 - body worship

NSFW 18+

Your thighs fit snug around Seteth's hips as you straddle him on his bed, then press your bare body flush to his and kiss him. He groans into your mouth when your tongue eagerly meets his, and while he seems surprised by your aggressive advances, it's not long before his fingers are dragging through your hair while his free hand grips hard at your hip. You've learned by now that Seteth can be passionate- practically ferocious, under the right circumstances, and tonight you want him urgently.

Your fingernails drag down his torso from above his undershirt, and his breeches barely contain the potent throbbing of his growing member against you. His fingers tighten in your hair, guiding your head aside so he can kiss down the side of your throat.

"You are... enthusiastic tonight, my love," he whispers to you, lips lingering close enough that you can feel the graze of his beard on your skin.

"Of course I am," you say, "I've been thinking about this ever since training today. You don't often join routine training with the others," you go on, your tone unabashedly lustful as you nip at the shell of his pointed ear, "It's a rare treat to get to watch you like that- and I know I wasn't the only one looking."

He scoffs, turning his head and muttering,

"Dearest, that's..."

"Objectively correct?" you retort playfully, lifting yourself over him enough to get a clear look at his face, while not relieving any of the pressure of your lower body against his.

"That's not- it's, it's patently ridiculous..!" the hand not occupied at your hip shyly covers his mouth, and he refuses to meet your eye. You've seen Seteth flustered plenty of times by now- it's not hard to do, when he keeps himself so tightly wound -but this bashfulness is new. You smile, an eyebrow slightly quirked.

"Seteth," you say with play-admonishment, "Do you seriously not know that you're incredibly handsome?"

He's silent for a moment, then exhales and says with his gaze still stubbornly averted,

"I... have not considered my physical appearance often, these past centuries. Aside from maintaining a level of decorum given my station, and the obvious need to conceal some things," you nod, knowing he's referring to the ears you find so charming, "I suppose that as long as you are pleased, the rest is... immaterial."

"Well, I am certainly pleased," you say while you indulgently run your hands down the front of his body, feeling how his muscles tense beneath his shirt, "But now I think I need to help you realize just how attractive you actually are."

"My love..."

You take his hand in yours, and hold it cradled against your cheek for a moment.

"To start, I adore your hands," your touch is gentle as your fingers trace the strong but elegant line up his forearms to his hands, enjoying the handsome veins and contours of them. Seteth's complexion is dyed pink as he watches you with rapt attention, and you kiss his each of his fingers in turn.

"You're always so good to me with them, too," you say, and when your tongue circles his fingertip and your teeth offer him a single playful nip, you feel his cock throb at your inner thigh. Slowly, so he can watch, you kiss down his palm to his inner wrist, where you grant him one more teasing bite. His brow furrows, and he breathes out your name like a secret- like a blasphemy he might conceal even from the Goddess herself. Still, your focus is unwavering.

Your hands run down his arms, and you can feel his hair stand on end with each inch you pass over.

"Your arms are so strong, I love that you can hold me, pin me down, position me however you like- you make it look effortless."

"It feels effortless," he says, his voice low and laden with lust, "when you make me desire you so fervently."

"Mmm, but you're even more sexy when you exert yourself," your grin becomes ever more coy, and you wiggle your hips just enough to rut yourself against his sizeable erection.

"Sexy?" he utters a dismissive sound like a short laugh, though his face is a dark and ruddy red now. It's a foreign sounding word, in his voice, and you wonder if he's ever spoken it before.

"Extremely sexy," you reply, and now you run your hands warm along his chest. You enjoy the swell of the pectoral muscles you'd stolen glances at earlier that day, when the lightweight shirt he'd worn for training had clung there to his sweat dewed skin. "I almost didn't want the others seeing you like that at training. But then, I do like to brag about you, so maybe it's not so bad."

"De- Dearest, surely you don't-"

"You didn't think soldiers talk about the weather over our post-battle drinks, did you?" you smile sweetly as you open the remaining lower buttons of his undershirt and push his clothes out of the way.

"Well, certainly not but-"

"I love the looks on their faces when I tell them about how gorgeous your body is. Your chest..." you trail a single finger down the central line of his torso as you speak, "Your abs... all of these beautiful old scars... and aaaall the way down to this wonderful little trail of hair," Seteth shivers as your fingernail drags down the line of hair from his lower stomach leading down below the hem of his pants. Then, without a word, you tug the front of those breeches down and free his towering manhood, throbbing and crowned with a touch of precum. You run your hand tenderly up its length, admiring its sheer mass, the heat of it in your palm, the bulging veins. It's obvious how your words have provoked him, and the realization only encourages you further.

"And this cock- Goddess, Seteth, do you even know how many men would give anything to be half your size?"

"That's- well, given my, er, unique heritage, it's hardly- that is, my size is more typical of men of my kind," self-consciousness has him babbling, and you hold back a laugh. If he weren't so desirable, he'd be utterly adorable. You watch him with both lust and adoration as you stroke up and down the length of his shaft, pumping his cock steadily until you see his lips slightly part and his breath start to quicken.

"Darling, please," he says, his eyes shining with earnest desire, "I am not certain how much more of this I can endure..."

"Oh?" you sweetly laugh, rubbing your thumb in firm circles around his tip until you feel it slicken with even more precum, "You're surprisingly weak to flattery."

"Only from you."

He inhales slowly as you release his cock and shift forward on his lap. Seteth is nothing if not an expert in restraint, yet you catch the way his hands flex tight at your hips when you settle with his throbbing member snug against your lower body. You're well aware- by the time he starts showing outward signs of impatience, he's near delirious with need for you, fighting the urge to ravish you completely. But you're not satisfied just yet. He needs to know the extent of your longing for him, how positively alluring he is, how his body drives you mad with lust.

Your hands travel tantalizingly back up his tight musculature as you lean down over him once more and comb your fingers into his hair as your lips lightly brush his.

"That's good," you murmur softly, "because I'm not nearly done worshiping my favorite Saint."

#kink prompt #fire emblem #fe3h #fire emblem three houses #fire emblem smut #seteth #seteth x reader #fire emblem x reader #seteth fire emblem #fe3h x reader #not sfw #body worship #few3h #fire emblem three hopes

[justleaf]

Imagine you prompt the AI program trained on Tumblr, and it tells you that the recipe for a romantic meal is 5 cups of blorbo, 1 litre of werewolf semen, and a dash of poor little meow meow.

#you ask the prompt to tell you what a blorbo is #it tells you that he's magical girl-coded and worships a summoned archlord called pukicho

[vashatxt]

jing yuan x luocha (jingluo) strap worship

anonymous asked: jing yuan x luocha with trans luocha and jing yuan giving him a blow job after a hard day? strap worship is so hot! bonus if you can do role reversal where jing yuan is usually the dom/top :3

jingluo strap worship with trans luocha and desperate dom jing yuan under the cut for you! <3

"mhm. the view sure is different from up here." jing yuan on his knees for him is a pleasant sight.

luocha is usually the one eager to sink to his own, bruised ones, obsessed with every inch of jing yuan’s thick cock, his taste, the way his cum would slide down his throat, coating him in this taste. but he could get used to this.

"you said you had a hard day, didn't you, darling?"

jing yuan is pouting, acting cute and speaking in his sleepy, dazed voice while nuzzling into his crotch, his fingers fumbling to find the elastic of his pants so he can pull them down; only his boxers now separating his lips and luocha’s strap. he's wearing jing yuan’s favorite one, the one that sits so perfectly against his mound that any pressure or movement of the penis would stimulate him; luocha isn't shy of clit play, so to have it involved even while he's being deep throated is the cherry on top of an already rare treat. "i should have bad days more often."

"mhm," jing yuan mumbles against his bulge. probably distracted thinking about the cum tube, the pump in the balls that he could control to cover his hands in slick and use it to spread over the shaft and head. his lips would slip over the lubricant and make lewd popping sounds, his eyes would meet luocha’s as he thrusted and fucked his throat -

"mhm what?" luocha raises his eyebrows, snapping jing yuan out of his daydream.

"you- we should do this. more."

"well, show me then. are you better at sucking my dick than i am at sucking yours?"

fucking hell. jing yuan feels the familiar churn in the pit of his stomach, hot and nauseating and rushing to his cock. "may i?" he breathes, gaze fixed on luocha’s underwear.

"what are you waiting for, hm?"

there's something about how jing yuan looks at the strap with awe, with lust, that makes this the best fucking blowjob luocha could imagine. he starts slow, as always, letting him know he worships him, he wants to take care of him. make him feel good. his fingers find his balls and gently squeeze, getting them ready. he looks at luocha’s cock for a long time, wistful. it's beautiful. just like the rest of him. he makes an o-shape with his thick, pink lips and slips the tip between them, licking around the head. he then pulls away, takes his cock in one hand and tilts his head so he can run his tongue all the way up and down one side, then the other. painstakingly slowly.

always pushing the strap in slightly, making luocha wince with pleasure as his clit begins to register the friction. he knows he'll be soaked when jing yuan finishes. he takes his length into his mouth fully now, not stopping until he's gagging, swallowing luocha; almost balls deep. 

"you so desperately wanna squeeze my balls and make me cum, don't you? taste that slick, choke on me, let me fuck that throat raw?" luocha mocks his previous pout, sticking out his bottom lip. all jing yuan can do is let out a moan; and luocha laughs in response and starts rocking his hips gently.

back and forth. picking up a little speed, then stopping.

tease.

jing yuan rubs his thumb over his balls before pressing in all the way, until he feels a familiar swelling; cock filling with cum. "getting hard for you, am i?" luocha murmurs. "presumptuous."

jing yuan comes up for air. "i can stop."

"yeah, right."

luocha has a point.

jing yuan swishes around the saliva in his mouth, ignoring the pain of his own cock aching and begging for release. he's pathetic, and he can't let luocha know that. 

"come on. swallow me again. i wanna fuck your face."

"fuck," jing yuan curses, and wastes no time in obliging.

"that's a good pup. good little cock whore." luocha tangles a hand in jing yuan's hair, wild and coming loose from his where it had been tied up. his other hand rests on jing yuan's blushing cheek, stroking him tenderly for a second or two, before guiding his index finger towards his lips and slipping it between them, alongside his cock. he needs to feel the warmth of his mouth, the cum leaking out when jing yuan plays with this balls, his spit. "that feels so good, you're doing so good, pup," luocha shushed him, leaning his head back and closing his eyes, losing himself in the feeling. his clit aches. jing yuan's teeth scrape against his finger. god, fuck, luocha's legs are trembling, turning to jelly.

he won't be able to stay upright at this rate, and jing yuan is watching him with that innocent expression, looking up, all flushed and desperate and eager to please. luocha reluctantly slips his finger back out so he can grip onto his hair with both hands now, steadying himself. 

"i'm going to fuck your throat now. and i wanna hear you gag on my cum. pathetic little cock slut, that's all you are, right?"

jing yuan makes a "mh-hm" sound. he knows the drill. he knows what luocha likes. the whimpers, the cries. the struggling against his grip, too tight to escape. being used as nothing but a fleshlight made of live tissue. he squeezes luocha's balls until his cock is full, he can tell by how it stiffens just enough to make it even harder - and more fun - to be face-fucked. when their eyes meet, luocha knows it's his cue. he thrusts, using all his energy for one, two, three long, slow, hard ones, before switching to a faster in-and-out motion, jing yuan already noisy and gagging. "jesus christ, you don't have much of a gag reflex, do you, pup?"

"nnmnm."

"too bad i can't hear you. what if you're telling me to stop?"

"hnn-hmmm-,"

"i don't think you are, somehow." he starts up again. in, out, in out, panting and cussing jing yuan's name - "fuck yes, yes, jing yuan, take it, fucking take it, you - you slut, you perverted cock whore...," -

and jing yuan begins to gag, and luocha doesn't fucking care, loving how the intense thrusts cause his strap to shift back and rub against his still aching clit... jing yuan gags and splutters, and luocha runs out of stamina, but doesn't want to stop; he just slows - and jing yuan keeps eye contact as he tightens his lips around his shaft, still slowly pumping in his mouth, and he sucks; hard, the sound of spit and lube messy and so, so fucking hot; the sucking pushes luocha's load out of his tip and sprays into the back of jing yuan's mouth; it tastes of strawberries and cream, fresh, sweet, addictive.

"fuck, jing yuan--," luocha is trembling again, legs shaking and dizzy, his clit aches and jing yuan's smacking his lips which just makes him want to taste jing yuan's cock next - but also feel his mouth on his pussy, cleaning him up.

"good boy," he says, steadying his voice and petting jing yuan's hair as he releases his mouth, breathing heavily, his head resting against luocha's tummy.

"good day. this is definitely a good day."

#jing yuan x luocha #jingyuan x luocha #jingluo #jingluo smut #jingluo imagine #hsr smut #trans luocha #strap worship #jing yuan smut #luocha smut #writing #anonymous #prompt fill #*

[suchawrathfullamb]

Since you guys always seem to like the fanart prompts and since we, the people without drawing talents, are hungry for it, here's a few more in case you need inspo or just you know, are a god/goddess and decided to bless the people with fanart: - Hannibal and Will as cats (how would they be, what breed/type, fur, colors, facial expressions, would they wear little bow ties, tell me more like how are their meows like, their sleeping positions, etc) - Time travel au: Will and twink Hannibal / Hannibal and baby/kiddie Will (maybe he is nursing him or feeding him or idk something like kidnapping him for keeps) - The many sleeping positions of Hannigram: how do you think they sleep/cuddle? - Will's reaction when he sees naked!Hannibal for the first time (when, where, what is the context? sex? did he walk in on him changing? is he stalking him in the shower?) - After the fall, they go through a phase and Hannibal lets his beard grow: Will braiding his beard as he sleeps. - Dog Date au: They both meet in the doggie park (what are their dogs like, are they fighting or smelling each other or playing? what are will's and h's reaction to it etc)

#feed me fandom artists #you shall forever be worshipped if you do it #not even kidding i will make an altar for you #i will also cry bc i always do whenever you guys draw my prompts #nbc hannibal #hannigram #hannibal #will graham #murder husbands #hannibal lecter #hugh dancy #mads mikkelsen #the lamb asks

[phlebaswrites]

Side by Side (Together Forever)

Summary:

The Uchiha and Senju are ancestral enemies.

(Emphasis on ancestral.)

Rating: General Fandom: Naruto Relationship: Senju Butsuma/Uchiha Tajima Word Count: 1,230 (Complete)

Entry for @butsutaji-week

Day 7 - January 15: New Beginnings - Home - Ancestor Worship - Voice Kink

This story is for @denialcity who kindly gave me permission to take their brilliant idea and run with it.

Thank you so much!

Madara carries the shrine carefully and Izuna follows him, cradling the family tablets, but it brings Tajima no comfort.

Having to chase his sons was vastly annoying when he was alive, and it isn't any better now he's dead. He digs his heels in like a recalcitrant horse, but the call of blood cannot be denied and he's dragged into the building which Madara has decreed will house the dead.

All the dead.

From both clans.

This village is a stupid idea, Tajima has always said so, and it's only stupider now that his son has made it into a reality. How exactly is any shinobi supposed to pay their respects to their ancestors when the dead all reside side by side, murdered and murderers alike?

Read the rest on AO3.

#butsutaji-week #Day 7 | Prompt: New Beginnings #Day 7 | Prompt: Home #Day 7 | Prompt: Ancestor Worship #Phlebas Writes #Naruto #fanfiction #Story: Side by Side (Together Forever) #Series: ButsuTaji Week 2024 #Senju Butsuma/Uchiha Tajima #Uchiha Tajima #Uchiha Madara #Uchiha Izuna #Senju Butsuma #Senju Hashirama #Senju Tobirama #Uchiha Kagami #okay to reblog