#seasonal-reqs

[seasonal-writes]

soft sappy romantic college AU ranchers at the end of a long day. that is all <3

so uh. remember how i said i'd do these requests? how i said they'd help me get back into writing and such? well! um! don't mind that that was. months ago. anyway, here is a very short little drabble from College AU, which i made a while back with the asker above, my good buddy theo! i haven't talked about it much on here but for some context if everyone else is interested: uh imagine ranchers but they are semi-secretly seeing each other and tango has to climb into jimmy's bedroom window to see him most nights. that's all you really need to know. :) i just wanted a lil bit of fluff tonight and this called to me, so thank you for the request, theo! sorry it took me so long. <3 hopefully this is okay, haha.

As soon as Tango hops into the bedroom, Jimmy can tell it has not been a good day.  Maybe it’s the paleness of his face that is usually more flushed, or the curl of his brow in the focus on pulling the window closed, but he looks.. spent. 

Jimmy turns away from the bright screen of his laptop, the habitual smile of a familiar entrance a little less bright once Tango looks at him. 

“Hey,” he says.

Tango’s blond hair is a mess, the parts usually slicked back now loose and dangling across his forehead. His eyes look dim, mouth drawn down in a perpetually grumpy expression. 

“Hi,” Jimmy says softly, “Are you alright?”

“Yeah, I’m alright," Tango says, rather un-convincingly, with how his voice is so flat and almost lifeless. He crouches down, unfastening the laces on his boots, as he usually does. It makes Jimmy feel excited, that small guarantee in simply removing his shoes that Tango will be there for more than just a brief visit. Though, the excitement is run over by a wave of worry.

“Pardon me if that doesn’t feel very convincing,” Jimmy says, smiling just a little, “Y’don’t really look alright..” 

Halfway through unlacing his other boot, Tango’s hands go limp as he deeply sighs. He doesn’t look at Jimmy, eyes falling shut for just a second, as if the very action tires him. 

“Just been a long day,” he says, “Tired.” 

Jimmy’s mouth twitches with a frown, already feeling his heart ache at Tango’s worn expression. 

“Do you want to talk about it?”

“No,” Tango says firmly, standing up once he’s done. He kicks off his boots and moves further into the room, socked feet padding against the creaky wooden floor. 

While Jimmy thinks to push, he knows better. His eyes follow Tango across the room, just as he sits at the edge of the bed. 

“You- You didn’t have to come by tonight, if you wanted to just go home,” Jimmy says, suddenly feeling an odd wave of guilt, “I really don’t mind.” 

“We planned to meet up,” Tango hums with a shrug, “You still wanted to hang out, right?”

“Well, always. But y’know-”

“Jimmy, it’s fine,” Tango grunts, “I wanted to see you. Like I said, I’m just a little worn out, okay?”

Tango’s eyes focus down at his hands in his lap, which wring and rub at each other. Jimmy stands from his chair immediately, wandering over. One hand finds Tango’s forearm, while the other gently pushes its way between Tango’s hands and curls into an oddly executed clasp. He can feel how Tango’s hand twitches a bit before relaxing, clearly not expecting it. 

“Are you sure you don’t want to talk? I’m all ears, you know,” Jimmy says. 

Jimmy offers a smile, despite knowing Tango won’t really look at him. There looks to be consideration from Tango for a moment, but he just shakes his head. 

“Alright. That’s fair,” Jimmy hums, giving Tango a gentle squeeze of the hand, “What can I do? Anything?” 

Tango looks up at him, finally. He reaches his free hand up, knocking it free of Jimmy’s grip on his forearm and pokes at Jimmy’s chin. He brushes his calloused thumb across the stubble there, soft scratching noises coming off it. It shifts from chin strokes, to holding the side of his face, to that same thumb brushing over his cheekbone. Jimmy can’t help it when he giggles a little. 

“Seriously, love, what can I do for you?” he asks softly. 

There are quiet mumbles of something under Tango’s breath, who pulls at Jimmy’s hand. Taking the hint, Jimmy stands up, allowing his wrist to be yanked while Tango moves further onto Jimmy’s bed. 

Jimmy cocks an eyebrow, especially as Tango lets go and adjusts himself a bit, arms now outstretched to Jimmy. It takes a moment and in a rather intelligent move, Jimmy points to himself. 

“Yes, you,” Tango says. 

“You want me?” Jimmy asks, a little shocked, and partially amused. 

“No, I just want to sit here with my arms out,” Tango says sarcastically, then does a small grabby motion with his hands, “Come on, less talk-y, more crush-y.” 

With a snort, Jimmy crawls onto his bed. A little awkwardly, he slips into the space between Tango’s arms, wrapping his own around the thin waist in a tight embrace. The two tip back, momentum taking them and flopping into the cushy comforter underneath. Jimmy makes an oof noise, now enveloped in a very pleasant warmth. He feels Tango wrap his legs around his waist, squeezing, and everything in Jimmy feels like it comes to life. He will admit, in the fairly short time they’d been together, he still wasn’t used to this. Jimmy still worries of being too stiff, or causing damage, or just not doing this.. correctly.

But Tango stares up at him, lips parted as a long breath escapes. There is a sense of melting underneath Jimmy, with how Tango’s once tense body now relaxes beneath his weight. 

Okay, maybe he was nervous, but he likes how that feels. 

“Better?” Jimmy says quietly.

“Yeah. Better,” Tango says, “Been waitin’ for this all day.”

Jimmy feels his stomach flutter. “You- really?”

“Mhmm,” Tango hums, his free hands grabbing at Jimmy’s face and holding him gently. He smiles big now, tired eyes looking even more sleepy, but in a much nicer way than before. 

“..Oh.” 

Feeling a bit flustered, Jimmy’s face heats up. 

“What? Never been told someone wants to get under you before?” Tango asks, a once sweet expression turning to something a bit more cheeky— and if steam could shoot out of his ears like a hot kettle, Jimmy is sure it would. He drops his face, averting his gaze.

“Why did you have to say it like that?” he asks. 

Tango bursts into laughter, shaking entirely underneath him. 

“Because you look so scared,” Tango coos, “Loosen up.” 

“You’re the one who’s had a long day,” Jimmy retorts, “You should be the one relaxing.”

“I’d relax much easier if I wasn’t lying underneath a literal plywood board. Come on, Angel, lean on me.”

Jimmy looks at him, wrinkles his nose, and nods. His back muscles, a little more tense than he thought, slowly disengage. More and more parts of their torsos, their hips, their chests, all press against one another. The warmth gets more intense. They sink further into each other and Jimmy tries hard to take a deep breath. It feels so close, their chins bumping into each other, which prompts quiet chuckles and a mumbled apology. When there are no sudden cries of pain, no demands for him to get away, Jimmy’s odd breathing pattern begins to even out. 

Okay, Tango was right—it did feel much nicer. The two lay in a warm, cozy heap, only the distant sound of a late spring breeze in tune with their own gentle breathing to be heard. His room is dark, only the yellow-y desk light on Jimmy’s desk illuminating their faces in a soft outline.

“There we are,” Tango whispers, “See?”

“Yeah, yeah,” Jimmy says, still flushed, “I know, you were right.” 

“Always,” Tango says, “And this is perfect, you know why?”

“Why?”

Suddenly, and rather overwhelmingly, Tango leans his face unbearably close. Jimmy nearly lurches back, but Tango’s arms wrapped around his neck makes it a little difficult. 

“Because I can reach you much better now,” Tango whispers. 

He then reaches up, pulling Jimmy into a slow kiss. A surprised hum escapes Jimmy, but he does not falter, instead taking the kiss into stride. It’s brief but so sweet, Tango coming out of it with a big grin. Unable to help it, Jimmy laughs, voice now a little squeaky and raspy. 

“Was that your plan the whole time?” he asks. 

“Mm.. maybe,” Tango says, shrugging lightly, “It was just too easy. Had to go for it.”

“Of course, there were just no other options,” Jimmy teases, rolling his eyes playfully. 

“Are you saying you’d prefer I didn’t do that?” 

Suddenly feeling very serious, Jimmy rapidly shakes his head. 

“No! No, no, not at all,” Jimmy rattles off, “Nope. It’s great, Tango, I like this option.”

“Mhm. That’s what I thought."

#trafficshipping #team rancher #rancher duo #holy shit? rose writing something? fucking insane concept #genuinely though this isn't. the most detailed or the most complete. or the most plot-ful. #but i like it still <3 love me some cuddly ranchy boys #seasonalwrites #seasonal-reqs

[the--rebel--fae]

ME ME FIRST IM FIRST PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE ALASTOR X FEM READER WHO LIKE A HOUSEWIFE IN THE HOTEL AND TAKES CARE OF NIFTTY AND CHARLE AS IF THEY WERE HER AND ALASTOR CHILDREN

A/N: You my friend, caught my attention first because of such an adorable response. So ask and ye shall receive! Here's hoping I do Alastor justice.

(This is an adorable request btw)

Pairing: Alastor x Fem! Reader

Tw: None! Just pure fluff!

Word count: 745

The Hazbin Bunch

Ever since you came to the Habin Hotel, it felt like everyone was a little family. You were an older demon, having died back in the forties. So you have been in hell for quite some time. 

When you first saw the TV commercial you wanted to see what it was all about. Especially since you heard that your old friend Alastor was involved. You haven’t seen him in years. Seven to be exact. And to know that he was back sent butterflies in your stomach. You never told him, but you always harbored feelings for the eccentric radio host. You never had the guts to tell him though since you feared messing up your friendship.

Little did you know, he had feelings for you as well. Alastor was already intrigued with you when you first met. Just the way you carried yourself and treated others. It was also a plus that you hated that infernal TV just as he did. Plus, you were a great conversationalist and probably the only one who could keep up with him when you had the time to dance.

Soon enough, Charlie, Vaggie, Husk, Angel Dust, Nifty, and even Sir Pentious became family to you. Almost as if they were your children. 

“Nifty my dear, if you truly want to kill those little bugs I suggest you swing your knife in a diagonal direction instead of a perpendicular. That way, they have less of a chance to escape.” You told the little red-headed cyclops girl as she chased around a few stray roaches.

Nifty paused briefly and looked up at you from your seat at the bar. “Ooh! That’s a great idea! Less chance for them to escape hehe.” She giggled creepily and then started back on her roach hunt. 

You shook your head and smiled fondly at the girl. Then turning back to Husk you regarded him with a warm smile. “Well, since I’m here I mine as well indulge in a small drink. What do you have in mind for me today Husk? I do so love the different drinks you concoct. If you worked at a bar back in my days on Earth, you’d be regarded as an artist.”

Husk chuckled as he started up your drink. “Weren’t you alive durin’ prohibition times though?”

You just waved your hand nonchalantly. “Ah, semantics. Besides, you know what they say. Nothing fun ever comes from following the rules.”

“How right you are Cher! Why if people followed the rules, things would be so terribly boring.” Alastor said as he popped out from seemingly nowhere.

Husk handed you your drink and you smiled as you took a sip. “Oh, hello Al. How was the radio show today?”

Alastor’s eyes lit up and his smile shone brightly. Most people would find it off-putting but you personally loved it. “It went splendidly, my dear! Thank you for asking.”

You were about to say something more, but then Charlie came down the main stairs drawing your attention. “Charlie, my dear! How are you, sweetie? Do you feel any better since the latest meeting with that infernal angel? Ad-what’s his name? The first man, I guess?”

Charlie met your gaze and smiled. “I’m doing a little bit better (y/n), thanks. But you don’t have to worry so much. That meeting was a month ago!’

You just chuckle. “That may be so, but I can tell how stressed you’ve been hun.”

Angel Dust clicks his tongue as he takes a seat beside you. “You know toots, sometimes it seems like you're the mom of this place with how ya act.” He then glanced at Alastor who unbeknownst to you was gazing fondly at you. “An if you're the mother of this joint, that’d make ol smiles here the dad.”

“Haha! You know, that doesn’t sound too bad Ma Cherie. I’d consider myself lucky to be assumed to be your husband.” Alastor said as he put a hand on your shoulder.

Instead of commenting, you could only blush furiously. Feeling the heat crawl all the way up to your ears, you tried your best to compose yourself and hide your growing smile behind your glass. Almost hoping that Alastor didn’t catch how much his comment made your long-dead heart soar. But he was no fool, he could see that beautiful smile of yours even as you tried to hide it behind the crystalline glass. 

Perhaps you truly were like a little family after all. 

Hope you enjoyed the story my friend! I gotta say, this was an adorable request. I had a lot of fun with it!

And if you guys want even more stories--like maybe your own personalized several page long one shots or even a multi-chap fic take a look at my Etsy Shop! I do commissions! I even have listings for Hazbin Hotel!

#hazbin hotel x reader #alastor x reader #hazbin hotel #hazbin alastor #requests #reqs open #alastor #hazbin hotel season 1 #the rebel fae #one shots

[rozugold]

ghostbur with one of those heart-shaped lollipops, perhaps?

He hands out suspicious blue lollipops

#dream smp #dream smp fanart #ghostbur #c!tommy #art reqs #rozu asks #anonymous #season 3 tommyyy hiii #I think friend’s design changes every time I draw him skdhd #rozoodles

[tinkerleaf]

Inside

I can see Dazai trying his hardest not to worry about you while he's in prison. He'd wonder if you were still alive, hoping that the outside monstrosities haven't caught up to you. He'd make sure there wasn't a trace of worry on his face, at least not enough to allow Fyodor to find out how much you meant to him. It wouldn't be enough, though. Because the second the demon caught Dazai twitch at the mention of your name, he'd make it his mission to destroy him from the inside out.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

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[welcometogrouchland]

for the drawing suggestions; maybe hunter with a trans flag or the collector?

[ID: a four panel comic strip featuring Hunter and The Collector from the owl house, set during king's tide. The first panel shows Hunter (with an exaggerated, tearful expression of fear) on the left while the collector floats on the right and smiles. They're both looking straight ahead. Text next to hunter reads "just saw uncle get gooped", while text next to The Collector reads "the one who gooped him". In the next panel, the collector looks at Hunter and says "so, a fellow he/they I see?. The next panel shows The Collector in the Foreground as Hunter looks back at them over his shoulder, before turning around in the next panel and exclaiming "I GUESS?!". The background of each panel is red. End ID]

Magnus, what if I told you that I combined both aspects of your request in the most obtuse way possible, all because this concept would not leave me alone? What then? (Click for quality I made poor choices with this canvas size)

#the owl house #toh #hunter toh #the collector toh #SORRY. SORRY I JUST THOUGHT THIS WAS FUNNY #(in all fairness it is funny i just. didn't do the prompt you actually requested.) #i tried drawing hunter in his lil golden guard cloak but instead of white it was the trans flag #but every sketch turned up like hot garbage and i was viscerally unhappy with posting any of them #im all fairness this took a lot of tries as well but i think it's at least better #i don't think I communicated the collectors personality very well? but in all fairness i was watching the season finale post-hoot #where dana said part of the collectors inspiration was fucked up lil haunted dolls #and that image possesed me when i was drawing his face #it's okay it's fine it's just a little comic it's not biggie #ALRIGHTY reqs have been attended too. they've been attended too a week late but hey. cut me some slack I'm stupid

[klaustozier]

tight space ; chishiya

SUMMARY: chishiya is at his medical school graduation and can't take his girlfriend teasing him anymore.

warnings: chishiya x fem!reader, bathroom fuck, quickie, face slap, dirty talk, no condom, exhibitionism, pet names, established relationship

word count: 1,4k

this was a request on another platform, so i hope you like it.

english is not my first language, so i’m sorry for any mistakes.

enjoy!

"Oh my god, you won't stop", mumbled Chishiya, sitting down with you at one of the tables at the back of the hall, which was empty while his colleagues had fun on the dance floor.

"No", you chuckled, taking another sip of your champagne.

You were taking advantage of them being surrounded by people and you were running your hands over him, stroking him in inappropriate places, just to tease him. He got tired of it and pulled you to the back of the room, getting only smirks from you as he tried to lecture you.

"You're not going to stop, are you?", asked the blonde.

You grinned and shook your head, "No."

He looked to the right, at the end of the hall, to the right were the bathrooms, "I think I know what to do with you."

You smiled softly eating the strawberry that was inside your glass being pulled by the hand of the older one.

"Chishiya, we can't do this here", you said being pulled into the women's bathroom, he didn't even check if anyone was inside, he just walked into the beautiful bathroom and pushed you into one of the cubicles, pushing you against the door.

"Oh", he began, whispering, "now you have a purity crisis?"

"Chishiya, what if someone hears?", you asked, watching him pull down the straps of your black dress.

"So, you have to be quiet", whispered the oldest, smirking.

Chishiya kissed you, his hands already cupping your breasts, squeezing the soft skin as his tongue rubbed against yours. His fingers pinched your nipples, making you purr, kissing him, your hands stroking his blonde hair, your body arching into the touch, aching for him, your heart racing with the possibility of being caught, feeling so fucking ashamed of what they were doing, such arousing shame.

He let go of your breasts, lifted the skirt of your dress, still kissing you. His hand slid up your thighs receiving a small sigh while still devouring your mouth, his other hand continued to pinch your nipples, being delicate, his lips dominating yours, owning you the way he knew you loved it.

"Chishiya", you whispered as he attacked your neck.

His hurried fingers pushed your panties to the side, feeling them already soaking wet which made him chuckle, his teeth grazing your neck, "You like the idea of ​​someone seeing us so much, don't you?"

"It's not like that…", you tried to defend yourself.

Chishiya chuckled, making you shiver, your hands clutching his hair with one hand and the other was on his shoulder, "You wanted me to fuck you in the middle of the dance floor, didn't you?", he whispered, "You were about to take my pants off, now you act like a saint", his fingers slid over your clit, massaging, eliciting a whine from you, which made him laugh and cover your mouth with his hand, finally looking back at you, "Shhh", silenced him.

You moaned softly trying to control yourself, getting harder and harder with the speed at which he masturbated you and the thought of people entering the bathroom. Chishiya smiled when he heard a girl entering the bathroom, who started to touch up her makeup in the mirror while complaining about her skin being too oily.

"Hush", he whispered, releasing your lips only to say that, and got back to kissing you desperately.

His long fingers fucked your pussy, making you squirm and let out a soft little moan that he swallowed back with the kiss. The sound of the music coming from the party, thankfully, muffled the sounds from you a bit, but you still shouldn't be making loud sounds.

"I need to fuck you", he whispered.

"Chishiya, someone will hear us", you commented worriedly, trying not to whimper.

"And?", asked the older one, smirking, "Mind you don't get horny", he took his fingers out of you, showing how wet they were, "Look how you already are", Shutaro sighed and took them into his mouth, sucking calmly.

Chishiya kissed you again, in complete desperation, sharing the taste of you. He hurriedly opened your pants, smiling when his hands were replaced by yours. You stopped kissing him briefly only to let saliva fall onto your hand and spread over his cock, getting a little and soft whine.

"You're moans are so cute", you commented.

He chuckled and threw his head back, "Shut up", he panted, his hands cupping your face and kissing you, his hips thrusting into your hand, "Fucking slut", he whispered, smacking you across the face before going back to kissing you.

Chishiya took his hands to your ass and began to squeeze the flesh while still being masturbated, you positioned his cock in your pussy and purred when he began to move his hips letting his cock rub between the delicate folds.

"I can't take it anymore, Chishiya", you whispered, "please, I need to be fucked."

"Of course, baby girl", he smiled, catching you by the thighs, pulling you to wrap your legs around his waist, "Just be quiet, okay, baby?"

"Yes, sir."

Chishiya didn't even wait long, he was desperate too. In one smooth, precise movement, he entered you, sinking in slowly as he held your ass, panties pushed to the side, dress bunched at your waist, pantyhose ripping against his belt, but no one there cared.

To keep the door from swaying with their movements, Chishiya pressed your body against the wall and started thrusting. You hugged his shoulders, your lips parting gently trying not to make too much noise as the blonde looked at you defiantly, wanting to hear you whimper and moan like you always did.

"Come on, girls", said a girl entering the bathroom.

Your little eyes widened when you heard the various pairs of shoes entering the bathroom behind the first girl. There must have been at least five girls, getting together to take pictures in the bathroom mirror.

"Chishiya", you whispered, squeezing his shoulders with your hands.

"What's wrong, princess?", he whispered in your ear, thrusting hard, the sounds of impact softened because he was still dressed, thrusting mercilessly, watching you try your best not to moan louder as your pussy was punished, "Don't you want to know you're being fucked in a bathroom?"

"Chishiya", you moaned a little louder than you wanted and that got the attention of the girls outside.

"I think there are people busy in here", said one of the girls making the others laugh, "Let's leave them alone."

The girl's cheeks flushed instantly causing him to chuckle, "It's no use pretending you don't love the idea of ​​getting caught."

"Shut the fuck up, fucking jerk", you cursed, hugging his shoulders, burying your face in his neck, being fucked without mercy.

Chishiya sat on the toilet seat, his hands on your ass, squeezing it to help you with the movements, feeling your insides tightening. You tried to keep the movements of your legs, but it was getting harder and harder, even more so with the approaching orgasm.

Noticing that you were no longer able to support your own weight, he hugged your waist and held you in place as he fucked you harder, your inside squeezing him hard. In complete desperation, you kissed him to avoid making any noise while listening to girls talking and going in and out the bathroom.

You purred and moaned, finally cumming, your body going limp against his as he played with you, like his little private sex toy, seeking his own pleasure. You moaned softly as you felt his cum fill you.

"Fucking shit", he whispered, panting heavily, "you're so hot."

"Chishiya", you whispered as your dress straps were put back in place.

"Ready to go out?", he asked, tucking your panties into place.

"We have to wait", you whispered, sounding angry.

Chishiya got up putting you sitting on the toilet cover while fixing his own pants, "I'll wait for you by the door, whenever you want to leave, I'll be there", he opened the cubicle door and covered his eyes, "I'm sorry, girls", he said, closing the cubicle door behind him, walking towards the door looking only at the floor so he could locate the door, "I didn't see anything, don't worry, thanks for the opportunity to use your bathroom."

Finally he left, smirking, standing on the other side of the door, leaning against the wall. He smiled as the girls walked out of the bathroom, waiting for his girlfriend to appear, knowing you were mortified with embarrassment.

When you left, your face was flushed in a deep shade of red, your hair was messy, you gave him the middle finger because of the victorious little smile he was holding, "I hate you", you mumbled, pulling him onto the dance floor.

"I love you too", he said, chuckling.

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permanent tags: @laylasbunbunny @saiewithakatana @hopelezzromanticsblog

please reblog and leave a like if you enjoyed it! and leave a comment with your thoughts, i would love to know!

i need you guys to wait for new stories ok? but the more comments i get, the faster i come back :) {yes, i'm using blackmail power}

see ya next time.

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[suledins]

YOUNG ROYALS | 02.02 for @tragiczny-r0mantyzm 

#FIRST S2 GIFSET HELLOOOOOO #thank u for the req!!!! if anyone has any others im happy to do them!!!! #young royals #youngroyalsedit #yr s2 spoilers #young royals season 2 spoilers #young royals s2 #prince wilhelm #simon eriksson #wilmonedit #yr* #wilmon* #wilmon #mine #wilmon gifs #young royals gifs #ungaroyals #not sure if u track the tag chantel but tagging u anyway hehe #req #youngroyalscentral

[mikeystrawberry]

Could I get some Oakworthy fluff? I need therapy after the latest episode

what could’ve been a sweet teen drama, doomed to a never ending tragedy

I wanted to mess around with the shading but went a little crazy. It looks kind weird but I’m not letting myself hate it.

And this is the last of the requests! Thanks to everyone who voted Glenn, despite him not winning. We all did our best.

#dndads #dungeons and daddies #dndads fanart #dndads season 2 #dndads s2 #normal oak #normal oak swallows garcia #hermie unworthy #hermie the unworthy #oakworthy #this one is so wildly different from all the other reqs but I couldn’t think of a simple pose that I wanted to do #so this is what happens when I let myself go crazy and run with an idea

[t-dubber]

i would love to see ur design for hermie!!

Introducing…

HERMIE THE UNWORTHY!

Not a full body sketch, but I had so much fun sketching out Hermie in my style. 💚🩵💚🩵 also just fun to sketch out some of my personal headcanons after certain recent developments!

Thanks so much for the ask!

(Also yay! I can doodle oakworthy stuff now— the will they won’t they partners🥺)

#dndads quest #dndads #dungeons and daddies #dnd #dungeons and daddies s2 #dndads season 2 #dndads hermie #hermie the unworthy #dndads 2 #dndads s2 #oakworthy #dndads fanart #dndads spoilers #send me dndad character reqs so I can make new designs! 💖 #Anthony Burch

[d0d0-b0i]

Ayyoooo some Dark Sonic for the requests perhaps?? :o

why was he like that. why did sega allow his existence only for him to show up once and then never get mentioned again. i want answers sega why are you like this

#sonic the hedgehog #dark sonic #my art #he is very interesting to draw! ty for the req #begging for sonic x to come back 4th season sweep only to explain why this is a thing #eggmans nonchalance to him as well… sir what do YOU know??? #btw say if i need to tag something cus there blood but there’s not that much so weh

[stedefxckingbonnet]

part two of the one where reader kills for izzy?! idk im thinking something where the reader starts to get in their head about it since they did swear never to kill anyone and they start panicking after a while and Izzy’s there. i love ur writing ofmhfhf

Hi!! I'm really happy you suggested this—I hope that this second part is just as enjoyable as the first!! and, thank you so much for reading and loving my writing, anon! And, all of you! It really does mean the universe to me and makes my heart soar to bring you all joy! I can't thank you all enough for your everlasting kindnesses. Enjoy!! xx <3

Love,

Lavinia

P.S I hope to crank out at least 1-2 more requests this week before I go out of town and kind of offline for a few days!! Please by all means, keep the requests coming though! I am not overwhelmed and I do not feel obligated by any means—I love getting to write and receiving such wonderful ideas from you all.

Eternity (part 2) | Izzy Hands x Reader

Warnings: mentions of death (not of a major character or reader!), light angst, kissing, brief mentions of lack of eating due to anxiety, the briefest mention of nausea and nothing past that, the briefest mention of blood, some strong language

Word Count: 2084

The salty sea air that you once adored, that you once could smell for hours and never get sick of, that you wished you could bottle and later open to submerge your senses in at any time entered your nostrils as it usually had and it was almost enough to make you nauseous. You ran off of the deck immediately, abruptly ending your conversation with Lucius, whom you heard tease you for suddenly having sea legs as you exited his sight.

You found yourself back in your quarters and you immediately slammed the door, making sure no one had any ideas of following you. All you wanted to do was hole yourself up in between those four walls and maybe never even show your face to anyone again. You barely left your room nowadays unless it was absolutely called for. Even the confections that Roach prepared just for you were never enough to get you to eat. He had noticed you avoiding the crew during meals more and more, and never finishing the food he prepared specially for you to consume at different times where you could enjoy your solace like you needed sometimes. He didn't even care that you were wasting supplies and rations—he just wanted you to get something on your stomach and to keep in good health. It brought him down that he wasn't able to help you, and soon after, even more of the crew's worry for you only grew, including the captains themselves.

But no one was more concerned than Izzy. Even if they tried to exhibit that they were, he would only throw furious remarks their way until they got it into their pea brains that no one could be as truly uneasy as him, not knowing if you were okay or not. As soon as he came out onto the deck, he noticed you flee, which only made his heart sink into the pit of his stomach even further. Without question, he followed behind you, but when you slammed the door shut, he figured he would give you just a few moments to cool off. He sighed as he leaned against your door, slowly sinking down to the ground to sit before he finally felt in his gut that it was a decent enough time to enter. It would never be a good time, not even an okay time. He had to settle for decent enough, and he was okay with that. He just wanted to make sure you would be alright—he needed to make sure of it. And if he could help in any way at all, he would do so without hesitation.

He could have sworn he heard a few sobs from the other end, and this is when he stood up and inhaled sharply before knocking gently on your door, executing a rhythm that allowed you to know that it was him on the other side. At first, he didn't hear a response, but he wasn't ready to give up just yet, so he rose his hand to knock again, but just as he was about to, you opened the door. His hand quickly shot back down to his side.

"Izzy," you breathed, gently grabbing his forearm and pulling him inside yourself. This time, you quietly shut the door behind you. You let go of your grip of him and immediately plopped onto your bed, face-first. A sigh escaped Izzy's lips as he sat beside you, tracing patterns into the small of your back and eventually beginning to lightly massage your shoulder. He remembered when you shared with him that all of your worries manifested themselves in your shoulders, further creating gordian knots that seemed impossible to undo. You allowed a few sighs of relief to be heard, filling the silence between you and Izzy. He was eternally grateful, for once in his life, for such a silence to be interrupted.

"Are you avoiding me?"

At this, you immediately shot up out of your position. You turned to face him. "What? No, no, Iz—I'm not avoiding you. I promise."

"It feels like it," he slightly turned away so as to conceal the dismay written all over his face. "I don't know what it is that I've done, but whatever it is, I...I'm sorry."

"Izzy," you exhaled, then taking your own turn to rub his back. "I promise you I'm not avoiding you."

"You've been...distant, almost," he pointed out, looking over his shoulder to see your face the best he could. He marveled at the sight of you—even when not fully facing you, even when your cheeks were tear-stained and your appearance more unkept than usual, you were absolutely enchanting. You were more beautiful than any of the wonders of the world that Izzy Hands had encountered, more bewitching than any of the treasures he had acquired and any of the artwork he had laid eyes upon, more enticing than any song he had ever heard. To Izzy, you practically were the definition of beautiful and anything else reminiscent of it.

You gently took hold of his chin and turned him to face you, and he ended up turning his body back around, but your fingers still rested upon his face.

"I'm not trying to be," you spoke sincerely, meeting his eyes. "I just...haven't been feeling very well as of late, I suppose."

"Are you ill?" he inquired, bringing his palm up to your forehead with his ungloved hand. "You feel fine to me...Say, is someone in the crew bothering you? I swear, I'll give them a piece of my mind—"

"Izzy!" you almost laughed. "No, no. Nothing of that sort."

"Then what is it?" he almost demanded. To anyone else, this would have appeared aggressive but you knew this was his way of care towards you shining through. His care for you was like a bright ray of sunshine that still shone through even the darkest of clouds.

"Just exhausted," you shrugged. "I'll be fine soon. Just need to rest more."

You both were no stranger to silence, who decided to visit in this moment. But when it came to you, Izzy didn't quite like the added company of silence, nor its existence between you two at all. Of course, he would be overjoyed to co-exist in one of your quarters whilst silence filled the space—at times like those, its presence was tranquil. But it was the furthest from emitting any feeling of peace right now. Izzy wanted to slash right through it and make sure it never came back.

"I'm not a fool, you know," Izzy spoke against said quiet, almost frowning. "I can tell when something is wrong, especially with you. You're avoiding everyone, including me. You haven't eaten in days, and don't try and deny it—Roach told me. Approached me himself."

You bit your lip until you drew a few droplets of blood, which cascaded down your chin. Izzy sighed, wiping the trail that had formed off of your face with his ungloved hand. Once you were clear of any redness that wasn't already natural and apparent on your face, his hand lingered upon it for a moment as he got lost in your eyes.

"You can tell me anything," he promised you as a soft smile overtook him. "I just want you to be okay. I want to help you, believe it or not."

At this, you couldn't hold any of it back anymore. Tears immediately flew out of your eyes and landed on yours and Izzy's clothes, sobs escaped your mouth—you could hardly stand to look at Izzy, and you could hardly even sit. Before you knew it, you collapsed into Izzy, your head on his lap and your legs dangling off your cot. "Every day I'm so fucking guilty, Izzy. I can't sleep because I just—I just see blood, everywhere. I feel that shop owner's final breath on my neck every time there's any sort of breeze, so, always. And because I'm not getting enough sleep, I'm fucking seeing things, like his ghost or something, and I just—I'm a murderer, Izzy. Oh my god—I'm a murderer, I'm absolutely horrible..."

As you panicked, Izzy held you close to him, softly stroking your hair and listening intently. He tried his best to soothe you, often repeating things such as "it's okay" while you continued to sob into his leathers.

"It's okay, love," he added onto the last one, which took him way too much courage to do than he would ever admit. You looked up at him with a hopeful gleam in your eye, and that's when it hit Izzy, that's when he realized exactly what you needed from him. He breathed in as much of the air as he could and released a good amount of it back into the atmosphere before he opened his mouth to speak. "I know that killing another person is so fucking haunting. My first kill honestly messed me up, and Blackbeard's messed him up even worse. But you aren't a murderer or a killer, my love. You're my savior, if anything. You saved my life. And it sucks that the only way to do that was by ending someone else's, I know, but that was the only way. Maybe there was, but there wasn't any time to think of that. You're a problem-solver, and you saved me. I know it feels like what you did was wrong, I know it can feel like that. But you are the furthest thing from a bad person. Look, I know I may not be the best with words. but I am telling the truth. And I don't resent you for having to do what you did, nor does the crew or your captains. It was a difficult fucking position to be put in, and one you shouldn't have even been in at all. And I'm so sorry that trying to do a good thing came with all of these awful, awful feelings. I would never have wanted you to save me that day if I knew you'd be feeling even half of this."

By the time Izzy was done speaking, he felt winded. He sort of laughed at how deep of a breath he had to take. He quickly looked over at you to see any sign that anything that he had just said helped you or reached you in any capacity. He quickly grew self conscious, wondering if he said anything remotely of help or if he just sounded like a complete dick. He opened his mouth to speak once again, in hopes that maybe he could correct all his supposed mistakes, but before a sound could escape him, you wrapped your arms around him, practically tackling him as you did so. Izzy let out a gasp, but he, as if it were almost instinct, held your arms with his hands. He melted into your embrace, and felt more content than he had ever felt. He would be okay with staying in this moment for all eternity, if he could.

"I love you, Israel."

The words left your lips before you could even realize that was what you were about to say, to express. Your breath hitched, and you almost couldn't meet eyes with Izzy anymore, but you couldn't help but glimpse over at him, desperate for his response, even if he couldn't return your sentiment just yet—or ever, really. You knew that what the two of you shared was special and beyond words and normalcy and maybe it even transcended the confines and limitations of life and love itself, but you understood if love was not in the picture for him at all. Maybe what the two of you shared wasn't that special or that transcendental. But before you knew it and before you could doubt yourself anymore, Izzy's lips were on yours. This was only the second time you had shared a kiss since you saved him and this time it was filled with even further intensity and warmth, and even almost this sort of hunger, this craving for you. You honestly didn't even need verbal confirmation from the man anymore—you knew your connection didn't need to be spelled out so directly, and perhaps what you felt for one another couldn't be reduced to love. But when the two of you pulled apart at the same time, foreheads still touching and lips still pressed closely upon one another, Izzy, with such earnest conviction, spoke the clearest he ever had.

"I love you, darling. For all of eternity, and whatever awaits us beyond it. I promise."

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[yourfaveeatsdrywall]

muriel from good omens has eaten drywall at least once I’m sure of it

MURIEL from Good Omens eats drywall!

#good omens #muriel #muriel good omens #good omens season 2 #drywall #your fave eats drywall #reqs #admin :D

[yidou]

"This is enough for now, isn't it?"

#fyanimegifs #classroom of the elite #classroom of the elite season 3 #cote #youkoso jitsuryoku shijou shugi no kyoushitsu e #youzitsu #ayanokoji kiyotaka #karuizawa kei #*yd #*reqs

[tinkerleaf]

Ok, may I ask for a yandere chuuya x pm!moon (info on her is on my blog)

Yandere!Chuuya Nakahara x PM!Reader

Thank you for your request! For this one, I will leave the name blank so it remains as an x reader fic. I wasn't sure what exactly I should write for this one, so I hope it's okay! I kinda hate how it turned out.

Synopsis: Chuuya keeps an eye on you :)

Warnings: Yandere themes, possible cringe (first fanfic teehee)

Word Count: 729

Chuuya was not used to feeling this way about another person. As a mafia executive, he had taught himself not to harbor feelings for anyone due to the nature of his career. But he just couldn’t help it. He was your superior, and he knew better than to pursue you, but that didn’t stop him. After being on missions with him and proving your worth, he became fascinated with you and your ability.

Dazai was able to pick up on his feelings for you rather quickly, despite Chuuya trying his best not to show it. “I never thought I’d see you get soft for one of your subordinates.” He mocked.

That was the first time he realized that his infatuation wasn’t just a little crush. Dazai was right. Every time you entered a room, his eyes lit up.

He could feel his face flush, and honestly, it made him sick. To think that someone was able to break through his exterior and find a way into his heart. It was incomprehensible to him. Not just anyone could do that. Only you could do that. There was something unique about you that he had to have. He needed you, and he hated it. He hated you, but oh, how he loved you. He hated how you had so much power over his emotions, but he loved the thrill of it all.

One night, you caught him following you. At first, you were a little frightened by the dark figure looming in the alley. However, once you realized it was only Chuuya, your worries melted away.

“Chuuya?”

His heart practically stopped when he heard you call for him. “Yeah, it’s me. Just wanted to make sure you got home alright.”

“Do you do that…every night?”

“Of course not.” Yes, he did. He watched you every single night on your walk home. He couldn’t just let someone find you and take you away. He had to know exactly where you were at all times, just to be safe.

He had placed a microscopic tracker on the back of your watch when you took it off to shower. You didn’t realize it was there, but it gave him full access to your location.

“How was Tokyo?” He asked you when you came back from a trip to visit family.

“Oh, the weather was-” You paused. You never told him anything about leaving town for the weekend. “How did you know that?”

“Hm?” He messed up. “Sweetheart, I’m your superior. If I wasn’t aware of your whereabouts, what kind of a boss would I be?” He tried to save himself with a rather terrible cover. You weren’t entirely convinced, but let it go for the time being.

After a few weeks, you noticed something dimly flash from your watch. Under further investigation, you found the tracker. After some time of panicking over who could possibly be stalking you, you froze. It all began to make sense.

The next morning, you threw the watch on his desk in front of him. “Are you serious?”

Feigning confusion, he asked what you were so angry about.

“Don’t even pretend! You put a tracker on me!”

He picked up the watch and examined it. The wires from the locator were popped out, which explained why your signal wasn’t picking up on his phone. “I do this for all of my subordinates.”

“No, you don’t!” You fought back. “I asked every other person on the team, and they didn’t have a CLUE what I was talking about! Tell me what’s going on!”

He stared back at you for a few moments before answering you. “It’s simple, actually. You belong to me.”

“Belong to you?” You couldn’t believe the words coming from his mouth.

He sighed. “I’ll admit it. I placed the tracker in your watch. How else am I supposed to keep an eye on you?”

You were dumbfounded. “Why? None of this makes any sense!” You went to leave the room, but the door was locked.

“If you think I’d let you go that easily, you’d be mistaken.”

From that day forward, you never left his sight. He made sure you were always near him, no matter the circumstance. You should have seen the signs before all of this had unfolded. His bright eyes locked onto you, and you realized you would never be able to get away from him.

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[goldenhypen]

; ⎯ GOLDENHYPEN’S DARK BLOOD REQUEST EVENT ?! [CLOSED]

in celebration of enhypen’s new comeback, dark blood, i will be opening drabble requests! here are the rules:

send me an ask with:

one prompt from this list;

an enhypen member of your choice;

any storyline/details/genres you’re eager to read.

reminder that this is a sfw blog, meaning, all works are sfw skdjdj

only one request per ask please!

you can submit multiple requests, just separate them into one req per ask.

please be patient! i’ll try to get all requests out asap but please understand that i do have a life outside of tumblr too :)

i would also suggest reading the general req rules before submitting anything just in case; if i receive a request that breaks any of these, i’ll have to turn it down :(

also to clarify, the drabbles don’t have to do anything with dark blood or the concept or anything (unless you want it to be!) i just thought doing prompt requests again would be fun at a time like this!

and another thing, because these will be drabbles, this means your request will likely not end up being over 1k words.

i don’t have a deadline yet but for now i’ll aim to keep it open for a week or so (keep an eye on my pinned post to see the status of requests). happy requesting! REQUESTS ARE NOW CLOSED!

#i wanted to challenge myself into getting back into writing longer stories but 💀 #drabbles are a good way to get lots of reqs out quickly ok 😭 #and i’m hoping this gives me some inspo for a fic i’m working on rn 👀 #more details about that to come sometime later hehe #i also haven’t written much in a while and what better time to write than cb season :’> #no i’m serious tho inspo comes easiest at this time ngl skdjdk #have fun w these! <3 #em speaks #enhypen x reader #enhypen drabbles #enhypen fluff #enhypen imagines #heeseung x reader #jay x reader #jake x reader #sunghoon x reader #sunoo x reader #jungwon x reader #niki x reader #requests

[klaustozier]

privacy ; chishiya

SUMMARY: chishiya and you are hooking up for the first time and he discovers that you have a lot of piercings, in very specific places.

this is smut, be aware of what you read!

warnings: chishiya x fem!reader with piercings, pet names, degradation kink, oral (on both), slapping and spanking, choking, doggy style, ownership kink , no condoms will be used (BUT YOU MUST USE IT)

that was a request so here it is, i hope the anon that asked liked it!

word count: 2k

english is not my first language, so i'm sorry for any mistakes

enjoy!

One of Chishiya's hands went down your waist, the other held the back of your neck. The two were in bed in the blonde's room at the beach mansion. Your tongue piercing rubbed against Shuntaro's. You had piercings in your eyebrow, nose, lower lip and tongue, as well as several in your ears, which piqued Chishiya's curiosity. Could there be more places with piercings besides your face that he didn't know? He'd already seen you at the pool sporting a belly button ring, maybe there were more places to find out.

His fingers slid over your nipple, your blouse was loose on your body so he couldn't see if you were hiding something there, but his thumb felt metal in the already bristling place, which made him smile.

"Didn't know you had piercings here too", he smirked, gently sucking your lower lip, the ring you had on your lip being gently pulled by him.

"I'm full of surprises", you smiled, being kissed again.

His gentle hands pulled your black blouse up, his hands squeezing your breasts, making you moan softly. A soft gasp escaped your lips as you kissed him at the feel of your nipple being pinched.

Finally, Chishiya paid attention to your breasts, seeing the lovely piercings you wore, the spikes, around your nipple, were two small silver hearts, they were so lovely.

The blonde sighed and smirked, "How adorable… It even looks like you're all cute with those little hearts."

"But I'm cute", you replied with a pout.

"Of course you're", he agreed, squeezing your breasts, "You were all cute rubbing that fucking ass on my cock before I brought you here…"

"I was just dancing", you murmured, smiling as you received a kiss on your little pout.

"Of course… there were no ulterior motives, right, princess?"

"No, Chishiya."

The blonde smiled and kissed you, both his hands still cupping your breasts, his fingers pinching your nipples. One of his hands went up to the nape of your neck, pulling your hair, freeing up space so he could kiss your neck. You moaned, sliding your hands through his blonde hair as the skin of your neck was kissed and licked and his hand still squeezed your breast, the delicate nipple being pinched.

Chishiya's teeth began to punish your neck, biting and pulling at the skin, making you moan softly. One of his legs was between yours, pressing against your pussy, you rolled your hips against it to relieve yourself a little.

Shuntaro descended kisses to your breasts, squeezing them together in front of his face, his tongue slid from one nipple to the other, his eyes rolling, feeling the nipple piercing rub against his tongue, it was so good. Something told him there was one more piercing to discover and he couldn't wait to get to it.

The older man's hands started to open your shorts while his mouth was still busy licking your breasts. His right hand went down your belly, infiltrating your panties, his fingers touching the wet pussy, purring with the feeling of his fingers quickly getting all wet. A wicked smile grew on his face as he deepened his touch and felt the piercing jewel on your clit.

"Even your little pussy has a piercing, princess?"

"And it's really cute, Chishiya, I think you'll like it", you replied, smiling.

The blonde took your shorts off you along with your panties, getting between your legs, opening them, his fingers separating your pussy lips so he could observe the jewelry. Your clit piercing was a small hoop with a little heart in the center, with a small pink diamond. He sighed and laid down, his hands resting on your thighs as his mouth started to work.

"Chishiya!", you moaned a little louder than planned, making him laugh.

"Do you want the whole beach to know that you're being fucked, baby girl?", his tongue slid all over your pussy, placing a kiss on the delicate clitoris, "What an unnecessary scandal."

"Shut the fuck up and go back to eating me out", you ordered.

Chishiya chuckled at your audacity, his body raising, his big hand gripping your face, "So, you're in charge now? You're the one calling the shots here, huh?"

You nodded, "Yeah", you replied as if it were obvious.

He smiled and slapped you hard across the face, "Who's in charge here, baby girl?"

"You are, sir Shuntaro."

He grinned, slapping you one more time, your pretty little face contorting as two of his fingers dipped into your pussy, slowly, "Repeat."

"You are in charge here, sir Shutaro."

"Then ask nicely."

"Please", you began, your neck being held tight at the sides, eliciting a soft gasp from you, "Fucking shit… please, Chishiya, go back to sucking me, please… I need more."

"See how being nice gets you things?"

He smiled, his hand squeezed your neck a little more, while his mouth went back to work licking and sucking the delicate clit, his tongue rubbing against the piercing, it was such a good feeling he had never had and he liked it so much. You purred and whimpered, one of your hands stroking his hair while the other pinched your own nipple. With one hand, Chishiya held you down and the other fucked you hard, back and forth inside you, his fingers curling inside you as his tongue licked you, sucking your clit delicately.

He smirked, letting go of your neck, his hand going to you pussy and starting to caress your clit, "Your piercing is so cute, baby girl."

"Did you liked it?", you asked, trying to control your whimpers.

"It looks so cute… makes you look so adorable… so good to fuck…"

"Oh, fuck me", you moaned when he got back to his work.

Your body arched, your hands gripping his blonde hair, rolling your hips against his mouth, coming with a soft needy whimper. Chishiya smiled and kissed your pussy before he finally stopped finger fucking you. He climbed up your body and kissed you, his mouth completely drooling with your pleasure, sharing the delicate taste with you.

"Lay down", you whispered.

Chishiya promptly obeyed, you climbed onto his body, pulling him to sit up so you could remove the white jacket he was wearing and his blouse, kissing him as you undressed him, scratching his chest with the long fake nails you wore. All he could think about was how it would feel to have that piercing on your tongue rub against his cock, it was already wonderful to feel it against his tongue. The blonde was laid down on the bed and was completely undressed.

He sighed softly as your delicate hand wrapped around his cock, your other hand wrapped around his balls and began a gentle massage, making him purr and sigh, his fingers sliding through your hair, and the soft touch was replaced by a tight grip on the strands when he felt the delicate tongue run through the length of his cock. The rounded tip of the piercing made his eyes roll back in his head.

"Fuck", he cursed.

Your mouth enveloped him and began to move up and down the length. Your tongue pressed against the underside of his hard cock, your piercing pressing against his veins, eliciting low whimpers and moans from him. The pre-come sloshed onto your tongue, making you purr at the taste of it. His eyes focused on yours, holding his gaze as your mouth tightened around the thick cock.

"I love feeling your piercing on my cock, baby girl", he purred, holding your head in place by your hair and starting to rock his hips against your mouth.

The sounds of you gagging made him moan louder, completely surrendered to the pleasure he felt. Your eyes were watering, your mouth completely slobbered with saliva, you were beautiful with all those piercings adorning your little face.

"Fuck", he growled, letting go of the soft hair, "On all fours… now…"

You took the cock out of your mouth, saliva connecting your mouth to it, with one hand, you wiped your lips before kissing him, your little hands resting on his shoulders as his hands squeezed your breasts.

"I want you on all fours", he repeated, you sat on your own legs, making him laugh, "You are impossible", he slapped you in the face, "On all fours."

"No", you shook your head.

Chishiya chuckled, "Slut", and once more, he smacked you across the face, his hand grabbing your chin, "On all fours, now, fucking dumb whore."

"Ok", you nodded and obeyed finally.

You positioned your ass in front of him, receiving a harsh slap, "You're so fucking hot", he purred, your adorable piercing gleaming in the bedroom light.

Chishiya slapped your ass a few more times, biting his lower lip, hearing you moan and thrust your ass towards him. He sighed and knelt on the bed behind you, holding his cock and rubbing it against your wet pussy, getting low and soft whimpers from you, which was all he wanted to hear.

"Please, Chishiya", you whispered.

Your legs shook as he positioned his cock at your entrance, "Wanna get fucked, baby doll?"

"Yes, please", you moaned, feeling the head of his cock pushing in and out of you, and only that, your hands gripping the sheets, "Please fuck me… make me all loose for you, Chishiya."

The blonde laughed and slapped you on the ass again, "Fucking bitch."

And he did what you wanted, getting his cock in you. Chishiya moaned softly when he was all the way inside you, one of his hands gripping your ass to move you the way he saw fit and the other pulling your hair, tipping your head back as he fucked you.

His movements were fast and got stronger when you purred asking him to go harder, to stretch you out right, as you said so yourself. The sounds of skin hitting on skin mixed with their moans, sweat glued his bangs on his forehead, his hips never ceasing to move, using your body as he saw fit.

Chishiya laid over your body, pulling you against him, keeping his body erect and hugging yours, his mouth wrapped yours as he thrusted, the soft moans from you being swallowed by him. His hand went up to your breasts, pinching the nipples hard, their tongues rubbing and tangling.

"I want to cum", you asked, your nose pressed against his.

One of his hands went down your body, sliding through your nipple piercing, to your belly button piercing until he reached what was on your clit and began to massage it quickly, while his hips were still making the movements. Your lips parted to moan and he took the opportunity to kiss you again, his tongue gliding against yours.

The inside of you squeezed him tight, an agonized moan left your lips, your chest rising and falling, breathing desperately while your mouth was still dominated. He thrust a few more times, his fingers still playing with your clit to send you through your orgasm. When the moans from you became desperate, he stopped his movements.

"Can I cum on your tits, baby girl?", he asked, kissing your neck while his hands caressed your breasts.

"Yes, you can", you agreed with uneven breathing.

You were helped to kneel on the floor, standing in front of Chishiya who sat on the edge of the bed. You took your breasts, squeezing them around his cock, your body moving up and down, massaging his cock using your soft skin.

The blonde's brown eyes watched you pleasure him, your nipple piercings glistening, the adorable little hearts made it seem like the act wasn't so pornographic and he loved it. His fingers slid through your hair as his hips thrust carefully against your breasts.

With low, soft moans, he finally came, his cum falling onto your beautiful breasts, marking the delicate skin. Chishiya panted heavily watching you release his cock only to bring your fingers to the cum on your skin and bring it to your mouth.

"Such a fucking little slut", he purred, pulling you in for a kiss.

Chishiya put you on the bed and got a towel from the bathroom in his room and wet it to clean your breasts. The two of them spent a little more time kissing until you yawned and he thought it was adorable that you were sleepy and he pulled you to sleep on his chest and they spent the night cuddling like that.

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