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Twisted Wonderland - 2024 Player Birthday Login Greetings

The player birthday login greetings have just updated today on the JP server for the fourth anniversary, and I've translated them below.

These are sorted in order of dorm, and then alphabetically by character name.

Heartslabyul

Ace Trappola

❤️: 'Sup, Yuu! Happy bday. 'Kay, time for the party. I'm gonna swing by this one restaurant in town and pick us up some grub, so you wait here and- Hey, hey, I'm not trying to trick you! I do know how to celebrate birthdays, thank you very much.

Cater Diamond

♦️: Happy bday, Yuu-chan ☆ Didja post anything bday related yet on Magicam today? No? No problem, just leave it to me! I'm basically a Magicam pro at this point. I'll take the perfect pic, come up with the perfect hash tag… Just think of it as, like, the Caycay bday special~

Deuce Spade

♠️: Happy birthday, Yuu! I'm going to go buy your present now, so- …Huh? You're saying since I fixed up that light for you in Ramshackle the other day, I don't need to get you anything? Come on, don't say that. You're my friend, so let me do this for you. It'd make me a lot more happier than if I didn't get you anything, to be honest.

Riddle Rosehearts

🌹: Happy birthday, Yuu. Thank you so much for always looking after my students. Truth is, we'll be holding a salon at Heartslabyul this weekend, and as part of my well wishes to you, I'm going to have you join us. Ah, my apologies. I can see you're quite nervous, but you needn't worry - I'll be right there with you, and will instruct you in etiquette every step of the way.

Trey Clover

🍀: Happy birthday. Now about your gift… I did get you something, but it's, erm… When I was talking with the other students about your gift, one person would say to get you this, and then another'd say, no, get that, and after a lot of hemming and hawing I chose… this t-shirt. I don't even know anymore why I picked out this design, honestly… Ugh, if you could just go ahead and start laughing now, I'd appreciate it.

Savanaclaw

Jack Howl

🐺: Today's your birthday, right? You make any new goals for the year? What, you're gonna smoke me in class? Ha! That's the best joke I've heard in a while. But alright, I'll take you on. If you get a better grade than me on our next exam, I'll buy you something.

Leona Kingscholar

🦁: Yeah, yeah, happy birthday. …Why are you settin' up that chessboard? What, you've been takin' lessons just to beat me? An' lemme guess, now you're challengin' me to a match. You got guts - for a herbivore, at least. So whaddya gonna wager, then? Just "playin' to see who wins" ain't gonna cut it.

Ruggie Bucchi

🍩: Happy birthday! Yer dear ol' Ruggie Senpai whipped up just the perfect thing for ya. Ta-da! Yer very own fishin' pole! Handmade by yours truly. …Ooh, I know that look. I bet yer thinking', "ain't that just a piece a crap?" I'm tellin' ya, fish'll be linin' up to throw themselves at this bad boy soon as it hits the water! Listen, I know how much starvin' sucks, an' I can tell you know that, too. Next time yer stomach starts howlin' at ya, now you can just catch yerself somethin' to eat!

Octavinelle

Azul Ashengrotto

🐙: I wish you a very happy birthday. Have you already decided what you'd like for a gift? I'd be glad to arrange-… My, what excellent taste! That would be quite the challenge for the average collector to acquire… but not for me, of course! I guarantee you'll have it in your hands before you even realize it.

Floyd Leech

🦈: Heya, Little Shrimpy. Today's your birthday, right? Here, I got something for ya. Let's see, we got some gummies that taste kinda funny, and some cookies…. they're hard as rocks, though. Oh, and some mushy jerky, too. Super cool, huh? Oh yeah, and all this stuff expires today, by the way. You better not let any of it go to waste, since it's a gift an' all. Kay?

Jade Leech

🐬: My warmest wishes to you on your birthday. May this be another fruitful year for you. By the way, Yuu-san, have you already had lunch today? You haven't? Excellent, for I was hoping to prepare something for you. Worry not, I can assure you I have only the utmost best of intentions in mind. Heh heh.

Scarabia

Jamil Viper

🐍: Yuu, happy birthday. I know it's not much, but I got you this. Ramshackle's been around for so long I can't even begin to imagine how many insects have made it their home over the years. But if you use that product, you can wipe them all out in a blink of an eye. I can personally vouch for how well it works, so do go ahead and give it try. Sooner rather than later, please.

Kalim Al Asim

☀️: Yuu, happy birthday! Here's your gift… Ah ha ha! Were you surprised? I made you that pop-up card. There's these flowers we give to people on their birthdays back home in Scalding Sands, so I tried making a bunch of them with paper. Turned out pretty good, right? Nice and flashy.

Pomefiore

Epel Felmier

🍎: Happy birthday! I thought long and hard about what to get you, and ended up going with a pair of fingerless gloves! The design on em's just great, don't you think? I thought they'd be a good choice since you can still use your phone and stuff without them getting in the way. They already look super cool, and once you break them in, then they'll really start to shine. Wear them as much as you can, okay?

Rook Hunt

🏹: I've been waiting for you, Trickster, so that I might give you my birthday well wishes. A wonderful day calls for making wonderful memories, and to that end, I've constructed the perfect itinerary for us. We'll start off with two theater performances, followed by a live poetry recital, and then we'll wrap things up with a movie this evening. There shan't be a dull moment today. Now come! The theater awaits!

Vil Schoenheit

👑: Happy birthday, Yuu. …Hm? You'd like me to come to your party? And you you even went and made sure there'll be healthy food options available for me? …Hah, that's quite thoughtful of you. Very well, then. I'll stop by. Just don't forget - you should consider it an honor to receive my well wishes.

Ignihyde

Idia Shroud

💀: Okay, time to pretend we're all chummy with each other and spout the usual "HaPpY BiRtHdAy" garbage… Eep! D-did you hear all that? U-Umm… Happy birthday... Sorry, but I didn't get you anything. I didn't even know it was your bday, so… What, you're happy just 'cause I wished you happy birthday? Are you serious? *sigh* Okay, I'll order something online later and have it sent to Ramshackle. It's just gonna be something small, tho.

Ortho Shroud

🤖: Happy birthday! Here's your gift. Go ahead, open it! Heh heh, did you notice what's on it? I used my lasers to engrave "Happy Birthday!" and some other well wishes on that glass tumbler. It was difficult controlling the output when doing the finer details, but I think it came out pretty nice. I hope you like it!

Diasomnia

Lilia Vanrouge

🦇: Ah, that's right. Today's your birthday, isn't it? Goodness, kids really do grow up so fast… Kufufu. Oh, don't be so sour. I was just doing my grandpa bit, the boys at the dorm never indulge me. Now then, here's your present: a CD I made just for you! It's jam-packed with my most heartfelt screamo performances, and I hope you enjoy every second of it.

Malleus Draconia

🐲: It's your birthday today, isn't it, Child of Man? …? What's the matter? Your face looks awfully stern… Ah, now I understand. You're having trouble carrying around all those presents. Here, allow me to send them to Ramshackle for you using my magic. You needn't worry, it's but a trivial spell for me. Now then, I hope you enjoy today to the fullest.

Sebek Zigvolt

⚡: Today is your birthday, if I do recall… What? You wish for me to attend your party? What a boorish joke. I've no time to take part in such a… What? THE YOUNG LORD SHALL BE ATTENDING!? YOU SHOULD'VE MENTIONED THAT TO BEGIN WITH! Good grief… You truly are an unpleasant little human, you know that? Now then, tell me at once where the party shall be held, and at what time!

Silver

⚔️: Happy birthday. Hm? You want to know what this cord is? It's actually your present. I heard about this from Lilia Senpai, but… apparently, they say that if you wrap some string around your wrist or ankle, and it breaks over time, then your wish will come true. I wove this for you, so that your wish can come true some day. I know it's pretty crude looking, but please go ahead and take it, if you'd like.

Ramshackle

😺: Today's your birthday? Happy birthday! …Huh? Where's your present? Oh, come oooon. You're my number one henchman! Ain't that a present enough? Okay, fine. Your lap's always super hard when I sit on it, so I'll give ya a good ol' fashioned paw pad massage!

(Crowley and Rollo's messages remain unchanged)

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wintersoldiersoul · 6 months

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Aftercare

A/N: Can't stop thinking about fluffy aftercare with Bucky so here's something short I just wrote

Warnings: tiny bit of smut, aftercare, tooth rotting fluff

“One more for me, baby girl, come on, you can do it,” Bucky encouraged as he pounded into you relentlessly. He had your legs up by your head, cock plunging in and out of your cunt, sending you barreling into your sixth orgasm of the night. You were absolutely exhausted but someone still not satiated yet. You still needed him.

“Oh fuck!” You yelled out, feeling another orgasm creeping up. “I’m gonna cum! Gonna cum so hard! Fuckk!” Your words were practically just screams as you came, squirting and soaking the sheets below you.

Bucky’s thrusts grew sloppy as his breathing got heavy and he shot his load into you. “Ohh my god,” he repeated as he rode out his high.

When you were both finished, he carefully removed himself from inside of you and lowered your legs slowly. You were breathless, laying limp with your eyes closed, utterly spent after the amount of intense orgasms you had. “You with me, baby girl?” Bucky asked, voice dripping with concern and love.

“Mhm,” you nodded lazily, eyes still closed.

“I’ll be right back. Gonna get a towel to clean you up, okay?” You felt his weight leave the bed and heard the water running in the bathroom. “Gonna be really gentle, okay sweetheart? I just gotta get you all clean.” You shuttered as you felt the towel, still incredibly sensitive. He was so light with his touch, taking his time to make sure that you were all clean. He went back to the bathroom to dispose of the towel and quickly came back to sit beside you on the bed. “Can you drink this for me, baby?” He said, handing you your water bottle from the night table.

You sat up slowly, grabbing the bottle and taking greedy sips to rehydrate yourself. As much as you loved sex with Bucky, you loved aftercare almost more. You were both so emotional, so full of love for each other, even if he had treated you like his own personal toy just minutes prior. Your wellbeing was always his priority, during and after.

“How you feeling, angel?” He asked, returning the water bottle to the nightstand. “Can you give me words?”

“Feel good,” you said, sleepily. “Tired.” You moved your body so your head was buried in his chest. “Jus’ wanna cuddle with you.”

He smiled, loving the feeling of you in his arms. He loved taking care of you and making you feel safe and comfortable. He rubbed his hand up and down your back in the way he knew you loved. As he held you, he began to feel tears leaking onto his chest. “Hey,” he said, cupping your face in his hands. “What’s wrong? Was I too rough? Did I hurt you?” His eyes were wide with concern.

You shook your head. “No, no, I’m okay. I don’t even know why I’m crying really. Just love you a lot.”

He kissed your forehead and wiped your tears. “Hey, that’s okay, baby.” He smiled softly. “Lemme give you all the care you need, ‘kay? Don’t you worry ‘bout a thing. I know that was a lot for you.”

You nodded before placing your head in the crook of his neck, reveling in the feeling of him running his fingers through your hair. “Was I good?” you asked quietly.

“Perfect. Absolutely perfect. You always are, angel.” He kissed the top of your head as he held you, letting you use his body for whatever comfort you needed. “Do you wanna take a shower, sweetheart?”

“Yeah, but I don’t know if I can walk,” you admitted.

“Lemme run a bath, okay? Then we can get nice and cozy and go to sleep.”

Once the bath was full, Bucky picked you up in his strong arms and carried you, placing you down in the warm water before getting in himself. He grabbed your shampoo, running the soap through your hair before taking a bucket and gently washing it out. He repeated the same method with your conditioner, whispering sweet nothings and peppering your face with kisses the whole time. “I love you so much, baby. My perfect angel girl.”

When you were done, he helped you get changed into pajamas and got you settled on the bed. “You need anything else?” he asked.

“Just you,” you mumbled, holding out your hands.

He smiled warmly as he crawled into bed beside you, wrapping his arms around you as you both drifted off into a deep sleep.

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satocidal · 6 months

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𓂂 ˚ ☆ ꙳ * ࣭ 𓂂 ˚ ☆ ꙳“15 missed Calls”—Geto Suguru

Synopsis: Suguru wasn’t a jealous or angry man but then you usually didn’t flaunt your ass a round in a tiny dress either- but hey, Halloween’s every girl’s pass at being a whore, right?

── ˚₊✩‧₊ A/n: ok yeah I’m late to post for Halloween but it’s like barely anything to do with it so <3 also I did stray away from what I’d planned to write but then hehe👉👈 also, thanks to @romiyaro for beta and in general (I swear I’ll get pouty! Reader in some Drabble now💀)

── ˚₊✩‧₊ word count: 3.9k

── ˚₊✩‧₊ warnings: MDNI!!smut!!fem! Reader x Suguru; pussy inspection; degradation; jealous (but totally not toxic) Suguru; orgasm denial; hinted power dynamics; reader is more or less a brat; spitting; Suguru is almost a soft dom? It was supposed to be just smut but idk (PWP)

“Crawl”

You stared at him blankly, “Now,” Suguru added, brows raised- a smirk wide on his face as you drop to your knees.

“I’ll be back late, don’t wait up on me Su’”

A nod he passed mindlessly—“Sure thing babe- just lemme know if I have to pick you up and don’t get wasted, send me a message if you change locations and-”

A heavy pause settled in, you walked in skittishly—a bashful grin on your face, “This ok?” Question which referred your dress in place.

Mostly, it wasn’t ok—definitely not appropriate in the way the small little satin piece hugged your body, so short Suguru was sure you would flash somebody after two drinks.

But it was Halloween—every girl’s free pass at being a whore.

A sigh Suguru let out, “it’s gorgeous, you’re gorgeous…”

Your smile, guilty, only spread further, “..but?”

He smiled, shaking his head, “Nothing, just take care ok?” A step towards you and a turn of his finger to give him a spin—chuckling as you twirled excitedly and then hugged him—he was very sure it would be a long night.

15 missed calls, 25 messages with the same connotation of “are you ok?” And “where are you?”

A single slurred reply to you 40 messages with a “suguwu :)):) m’ kay. Pck me up im 20?”

And with all obviousness, it wasn’t well received at all—so evident in the way tension hung heavy in the car, your seat belt properly holding you in place—his piercing gaze, and the certain placement of his hand on your thigh that kept you as sober as possible.

“Mm sorry,” you slurred out again, head lolling to the side to look at him—stuck at the way his jaw clenched at your words.

Not a word he passed, not a word after that, did you.

And hence, ride back home was quiet, awkward and…in some way, scary.

Click- the door fell shut, locked, entrapping what was of you and Suguru alone in the house.

And just so suddenly, every stitch in the hem of your flimsy red dress began seeming interesting—“What did I tell you?”

You winced and groaned, internally at his tone—“The fact that I trust you to- to, gods,” he paused as if searching for the right words—but you saw it, the switch in his eyes as they darkened just the slightest—“To leave the house dressed as a cheap little whore, one thing I asked for. Your fucked out lil’ brain can’t even do that?”

You stood there in the middle of your apartment, frowning and loosely, berated as a little kid, it seemed.

“Mm’ sorry Su’ it’s just- the girls-”

A sharp glare from him, enough to make your excuses die down your throat—“The girls this and the girls that right? Why was there nobody when I picked you-”

“-I ordered them all Ubers,” you muttered under your breath, a silence resting again.

“And you couldn’t one for yourself, why?”

You paused, hesitated—never once looking at him, “I thought…I thought I had you so…”

That was when Suguru took notice of the pout you held—the one you did all the time, The one he mostly loved.

“Besides,” you began—attention strained on the memory as you thought hard, “I’m not a child to be taken care of, or someone who’ll get lost-”

What you had assumed would quieten everything down only seemed to uproar a side of him you barely saw.

“Excuse me?”

You gulped, hard—“well yeah-”

“Shut the fuck up.” He snapped, moving all so close—“You were down right freezing and shivering when I pulled up, I don’t care what your girls do but your tits were almost hanging out, like a damn slut. Hell, why did you have those 20 dollar bills stuffed in there?”

You almost wanted to chuckle at the last part- it would make for a funny story, but the look on Suguru’s face screamed that it would have to wait till at least, the next day.

“I was alright,” you scoffed, a hand pushing him away—not a budge that it caused in his stance, “The bartender…he was nice- didn’t even let no one come near our drinks and- and even offered me lemons after closing and-”

“-woman,” Suguru interrupted quick, a long sigh withdrawn, “it was me who offered you lemons,”

You waited—a pink tint already dusted your face, ears burning at his words, “oh.”

He sighed again, seemingly recollecting his thoughts as you bit your lip—gods how he adored you—especially when you wobbled slight, wrapping your arms around his torso and pulling yourself into him, head resting in his shoulder.

“I’m sorry,” you mumbled softly, against his body—his hands resting on your sides, “I know you’re a big girl alright? I know you can look after yourself,” he pulled away slight, a kiss landing on your forehead, “but it’s my responsibility too you know? And it was majorly annoying to have you gone like that,”

A nod you passed, again an apology mumbled except this time you were met by the shake of his head.

“No you’re not,” he mumbled, “you do this a lot you know?”

And you do, not informing him of the late night work sessions and what not, not informing him on time of a date cancelled, he was rightfully tired.

“Now, here on I’ll just punish you doll, you can deny it and we’ll go off to sleep and deal with it another time or you can be a good girl, my good girl and take everything because frankly, I’m a little too mad to sleep right now,”

You looked into his words, it wasn’t a bad idea, particularly, you would of course never utter a no.

But then, you knew what it entailed, you knew how it ended last time, how embarrassing but then just how much you loved it too—a nod, all the affirmation provided.

“Strip,” a command from there on, “quick,” he added, eyes boring into your form as he did so.

And strip you did, it wasn’t anything new but just the way your fingers trembled, as did your thoughts as you pulled down the satin dress down—Suguru’s groan was loud, sounding throughout the apartment—your breasts well out easily, “No bra?” And you wanted to snort at the obliviousness of the question, of course, no bra.

“At least tell me you’ve got your panties still on,” you licked your lips, face warmed up at his words—it wasn’t anything new, but then why did that certain tone of condescension feel just so right?

Suguru held back another groan as the white g-string came to his view, the one that he bought, “such a slut,” he whispered.

Over the couch, he motioned you—the sound of his tongue clicking as you stepped forward.

“I’m sure only good girls get to be with dignity,” there on his face, he held a grin which you wanted to slap away too—but all to no avail.

“Crawl” everything in his voice assured you that a brat was not what he would appreciate tonight.

You stared at him blankly, “Now,” Suguru added, brows raised- a smirk wide on his face as you drop to your knees.

It was simply embarrassing, in the way your hips swayed a little as you moved, all that was your dignity remained flitted to that small piece of clothing that you knew Suguru would probably tear away.

Your gaze remained downturned, too ashamed, humiliated to even look him in the eyes—but just one glance and you’d see that amused smirk, the satisfied expression on his face as he took in the sight displayed for him.

You halted near his feet- a ginger lick of your lips, unsure, uncertain on the sequence to be followed, tugging on the hem of his pants in a confused manner.

“Hm? Don’t know what to do? My, and here I thought the big girl was all so smart to do as she pleased,”

You let out a loud whine at his words, startled a little too as he squatted down to your level—“sh,” he muttered, pressing a finger to your lips, “all I want to hear tonight is an actual apology,”

Another nod, tersely you snapped your eyes away, knowing that’s as all you could do tonight.

He hummed along as well, getting up and motioning you with a finger too, “on the couch please doll,” and you were sure what was to come here on.

Across the arm rest you lay, biting your lip—so exposed, so vulnerable and to think he hadn’t shed a single piece of clothing himself.

His fingers were gentle in the way they touched you, you knew he wasn’t mad—but you knew you’d also end up crying by the time he was done.

They traced you gently, over your back, feathery touches to your spine—tickling almost, he bent down just at that too, down to your ear, “Feeling ashamed hm?”

A hum was all to add to his words as you lay yourself easy, tension ebbing away with the way he massaged you—“you know,” he began, “you should be more ashamed of your actions, acting like a brat rather than being ashamed of your pussy and bare ass on display,”

Just at that you wanted the couch to engulf you, you knew that he knew you did—that was the purpose, “You deserve some punishment eh?” A squeal you let you as his pinned you inner thigh, pushing it apart—“should get your pretty little girlfriends too eh? Make em watch since all of you seem like a bunch of sluts to me,”

All in good humour, you reminded yourself, but a small pout found it’s way along your features, as it always did when Suguru got degrading.

“15 spanks,” he mused, “just pink enough right?” — the sentence was ended with another pinch, 15, you but your lip—there would be something more to it.

“15 and you thank me for each, yeah pretty thing? Your pretty head can do that f’me tonight?”

you bobbed your head, not daring to even turn your head and look at him once.

A patient quiet settled in, your body relaxed further—Suguru smiled wide as he looked at you, so perfect for him, “remind me why you’re here sweetheart?”

The sweetness in his vice was sharp still, condescending in every way, “b-because I uh- I…I was out late? Didn’t—did not call o-or inform you-ah!”

-smack!

Your words simply fell short as the slap landed hard on your ass, so sure to grab it right after and and squeeze—Suguru pulled back, and waited.

“Thank you, Suguru,” you sighed, and you waited right after, expecting the next hit.

“We can stop if it’s too much-”

“-I’ll take it, wanna be a good girl, please i-”

A sharp slap on your right cheek and then the left, aimed carefully, accurately proportional, “atta girl,”

“Thank you,” you groaned at his words, eyes clenched shut, surprised in the way he chose not to hold back in midst of your words—but then, typical Suguru.

Just so, many a times Suguru landed the flat of Palm down on your ass, dusty pink to a rosy one, the process was slow as your backside gained its hue, so pretty.

18 spanks in, Suguru never spanked just the amount he promised, always more—the 19th spank sounded like a crack against your warmed up ass, you didn’t bother showing your gratitude.

A small pause, Suguru chuckled, “nothing? Why don’t I just-” a sharp pain elicited in you bottom half as another slap sounded in the room- a hard spank on your pussy, just hard enough to have you gasping.

“Thank you,” you mumbled out—tears forming at the brink of your eyes now,, form slumping onto the couch, exhausted and spent, sore from the position he’d had you hold so long.

“Bet you are, especially from all this wetness,” another slap on your pussy, “getting wet from your punishment?” Another slap, the tears threatened to spill, at this point, “that’s how sorry you are?”

You wanted to scream at him, thatyou were sorry but it was Suguru and this conversation was nuts to begin with so you remained your quiet, the pout slowly turning to a frown.

“On the couch, legs wide apart,” scrambling to your feet, you detested the way he chuckled as you grabbed onto him for support, the booze never helped and the way you were all so sore from hefty time spent in that uncomfortable position, nothing helped at all,, but that was fine, Suguru was gentle in the way he helped you settle.

“Just a small inspection, ok doll?”

The words and the fate of it came crashing down on you fast.

You gritted your teeth at his words, you knew what that meant—he would find your arousal, shame you for it, punish you maybe and you loved the process, every bit of it.

Sprawled across the couch, feet planted to your side onto the couch, while Suguru rested in the place between, warm breath tickling you, making your hole clench around nothing.

“If I slip these panties down,” you’re weren’t sure why he even bothered asking, the wet spot was all so apparent, “will I find you wet?” Even so, you lay audacious—a shake of your head, his smirk widened.

Fingers hooked into the waist and of your g-string, he pulled quick, not a second wasted , he’d been wanting to do this all evening.

An amused raise if his brow, eyes stuck at the string of your juices that worked its way from your pussy to the gusset of your flimsy panties.

There, finally, in all its glory, your pussy lay glistening with arousal under his gaze—“liar,” he grinned as he stared at it hungrily, “such a fuckin’ liar,” he repeated, almost in a daze.

Subconsciously though, your hips rolled, almost lifting to feel his touch, another set of clicking sounds, “don’t act like a cheap whore, you think I’ll just touch your pussy like that?”

Your eyes watched him, confused, as they stared down at his form in between your legs, kneeling for you, hair tied back.

“Need to see if this pussy’s still worth it babe,” and soon enough, everything made sense—a whine of disagreement rose through you, a glare from him acted enough a filter.

“Please, I’m sorry-”

“-prove it doll,” was all he muttered as he dove his fingers onto your pussy, mindful to only cause discomfort as he prodded at your folds, no more or less.

“Let’s see…” he snickered, “gods,” he chuckled, “think I gotta clean all of this before I can even start eh?”

Your eyes bounced around ditzy, you wanted just him, anything—“but the question is do we do this the right way and I wipe you clean? Or…” and all before the statement even came to its end, Suguru had dived in, pressed his hot tongue flat against your folds, basking in the gasp that you let out.

A sharp inhale you took as he pulled away just as fast, his eyes stuck onto yours, “I think cheap whores like you shouldn’t get the better end of the stick so…” with that, you cursed internally at the box of wipes that Suguru and you kept on the coffee table all the time—you cursed as the pulled out three tissues with ease.

“It’s supposed to cause discomfort so be prepared for that but if it hurts or is too much, let me know, ok?”

You nodded at his words, nervousness flickering on your face and he chuckled, squeezing your wrist slight—little comfort that it provided.

The first dab was ginger, as if testing his boundaries, soon came the second and then the third—until Suguru was easily navigating and cleansing you, almost felt infantilising.

How so very humiliating indeed.

“That’s your apology hm?” The smile jo longer rested on his face, “look at only me when I’m down here,” he added, noticing the slight hang of your head and almost closed off eyes.

“Such a naughty girl that you are,” he mused, “am I to believe you got this turned on from a spanking? Or was it something your girls did hm?” A sharp smack that ended on your hardened clit, he stroked it a little while he was there, “how absolutely pathetic doll,”

Shame blanketed you slight, not covering all of what you wanted for you still remained absolutely naked and open on for him, a satisfied hum he passed, tossing away the second tissue after dragging it from your slit all the way down to your other hole.

“Now that I begin inspecting my girl,” he chuckled at the pout you’d held the entire while, “you brought this upon yourself baby,”

And you had, but particularly, Suguru did think you held up better than most times.

You watched as he eyes your pussy, unsure of how to embarrass you further—he grinned, “my my, it’s so pink underneath all that slick hm? Almost as pink as your sweet ass,” with that he landed a sharp slap to your ass, just as a reminder—giggling at your squeal.

Thick fingers spread apart your folds slowly, tracing it over your pussy lips—a tickling sensation, “is your cunt clean enough to be used hm?”

You let out a sigh as he pulled at your folds, making sure to not once lay a finger on your clit—yet accurate enough to just pull back the hood of it.

“Is it clean enough that I can use your little hole now as a cum dump?” His fingers patted down onto your bare cunt, relishing in the wetness that seeped out your hole—“maybe you don’t deserve it all hm?”

With that, Suguru spit on your cunt, the wetness only ever grew as he Smeared it around, “had to make sure,” he snickered mischievously, “that this pussy’s still mine.”

You wanted to whine and groan, shove his head into your pussy so he eat you until you cried—but you know, you knew all too well that any attempts would only get your hands tied and mouth gagged with your soiled panties.

Suguru hummed, snapping his fingers, “eyes on me doll—now, I think, from the outside, you’re ok,” he smirked, “but I’d need to check the inside too right?”

You nodded at his words mindlessly, of course anything he said would he correct, “you’re lucky I’m not mad at ya, would’ve made ya bounce on that dildo of yours till ya’ cried,”

And by now, your patience was running low—Suguru was a tease, apparent from the way your clit itself twitched for his contact, your hips rolled and hole clenched uselessly—you were dying to fight back.

But you wouldn’t, because Suguru demanded a good girl tonight.

A finger moved into you slow, very slow, hips bucked only to be pushed down harshly by Suguru at that—“Take only what I give you,” he warned, loving the feel of your walls clenching about his finger.

You were to watch him, sure but nothing mattered anymore as your head fell back—“please,” you whimpered, “just a little more.”

He smiled at the way your face contorted about his thick finger, slow as he moved it about, a circular motion and then pushing it against your walls before pulling away entirely.

The slick coated his finger just as before, only this time He brought to his mouth still, tasting you right there and humming.

“Good as always,” he muttered, eyeing carefully your ministrations, “please Suguru,” you cried out, “touch me p-please,”

Tricky slope.

Suguru was going to touch you anyways, of course he would but your statement only ever pushed away the ebbing orgasm he would’ve provided.

“Of course, my love,” he grinned—slyly before pushing in two fingers roughly into your hole—loving just how you gasped and mewled about it.

Then again, nothing mattered to you anymore.

"S-S—Suguruuu, harder... please. Moremoremore!" your begs fell in a hoarse voice.

“A sweet spot already?” A toothy grin he held as he pumped the two fingers into you slowly, loving the way your eyes rolled back at his touch.

Your thighs were spread out wide on the couch — raised now in the air as he leaned his body close, reaching knuckle deep and curling his thick fingers up into a gummy spot that made you shudder and grip a cushion.

"Ouh, Fuck! Sugu—"

“Ah, ah, ah, only apologies I said, right?” His tone was so soft even so, almost heavenly that you felt.

You pinch your bottom lip between your teeth as he hits deep strokes and massages his fingertips into your gummy walls— sticky juices are all over his hand because of all that cleansing he worked out of you earlier. Suguru smiled to himself, knowing you wouldn’t appreciate getting that couch wet with your juices in the morning—to hell with that.

You looked cute, as you gasped and moaned in his fingers—he took note of the ever present pout on your lips, oh how he wanted to fuck it out of you—but then, the mean thrusts diluted down to gentle strokes soon enough, boy was he soft for you.

Suguru was doting still, knowing that no way you could’ve taken his cock without prep—struggling with even his fingers tonight, he loved being bigger than you.

Bigger, faster, harder and merciless as they pursue your orgasm.

"Gonna cum and make a mess for me again? Yeah?"

"Yes! Please, pleasepleaseplease — make me cum!" you whisper frantically against him.

He chuckled when you moan, pumping his fingers faster and faster, fingering at your clit with his other hand to tip you over the edge.

“Nothing unless I allow it,” he announced finally, ah—that was why he’d been lenient earlier—gods how you hated him.

He studied you intently as your orgasm built up, if only that was his focus onto other things— maybe if he would have had the same determination in general as he does now when finding your G-spot, then he perhaps wouldn’t have struggled with daily life issues as much as he had to.

Suguru's dampened forehead rested against your thighs. He felt the radiating heat of your pussy in this proximity. Those dark eyes never stop staring at you, making sure you're as flustered as possible even in this pleasure-drunk state.

"Fuck... you're gushing..." he says in awe, " 'promise to lick my fingers clean after, yeah?" he rasps against you.

"Yes yes yes!" you say. He's pretty sure that you would have said yes to anything right then; you were so blissed by the way his fingers worked into your soaking hole, by the way they stretched you open just right.

The apartment was filled entirely, with the sound of your gushing pussy squelching with his thrusts—so tempted to attach his tongue onto your cunt but he knew you’d never be able to control yourself after that.

But to tease you was the goal—just slightly, almost a feathery touch he lay on your clit as he began rubbing it again, “shit doll, I do think your pussy’s worth turning a cum dump into,” you groaned at his words—mind almost mush as you chased your high, clenching at his fingers—until he pulled out immediately.

Until your high entirely ebbed away.

A confused and betrayed look you passed him, “wa-wait what? Suguru-! I-”

He simply giggled at your state, slapping your ass one more time as he got up and away, “you’re an idiot if you thought you’d be cummin’ t’night,”

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suguruplsr · 7 months

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Showing them how flexible you are !

✰ ✰ ✰ all you need to do is let your pretty body take his cock , no matter much he stretches you !

જ⁀➴ w / satoru , suguru , toji

,, fem! reader , folding , hand stand , public sex , quickie , choking , manhandling , dumbification , lemme know if i missed smth !

✰ Satoru

“t-toruuu we need to teach!” you whimper at the feeling of satoru sliding in your cunny. you two were tucked in some random closet, one of your legs raised all the way up onto his shoulder while he held you against the wall. both of you were sweaty, rushed hands trying to find each others bodies before you lose yourselves, “t-they won’t notice if we’re quick, kay’ sweetie?” satoru stutters, slumping his head in your neck and giving you all of his weight, making you stretch completely to all of him. “b-but you’re makin’ a mess” you cry, and you couldn’t help it, his cock was practically snapping in you with precision that has your mind turning into mush. and you were sure you could hear the dripping juices from your cunt onto the floor. “c’mon baby, t-they won’t know it’s us. heh. worryin’ too much~” satoru grins, pressing firmly onto you to give a particularly harsh thrust that makes you forget what you were saying.

✰ Suguru

“this hurts su…” you huff out, your hands holding your legs all the way back, folding yourself in half while suguru towered over you, his cock pushed into you to the hilt. “didn’t you tell one of your friends you wanted me to fold you? j-just makin’ a dream come true sweetheart.” suguru laughs breathlessly, watching how your face contorts so cutely when he slides his girth out your cunt, “you weren’t even supposed to hear that!” your voice comes out in a whine, your nails digging into the plus of your thighs from how he began to pound into you, the sounds of your flesh meeting was so lewd. “eh? oh well, it’s happening now ain’t it? fuckin’ feels good too.” suguru leans down, sloppily kissing you and eating up all of your moans like it was nothing. one of his hands move up to your neck, grasping it tightly. it was so hazy, each plunge of his cock already had your eyes rolling but now you were completely shuddering under him. suguru smirks at your form, his cock is twitching inside you and he’s sure he’s going to try this again from how thick his load is going to be, “oh look at you pretty girl, so adorable. takin’ me like a champ..”

✰ Toji

this was down right perverse. all because toji deemed himself too tall to reach your pussy, so you had to reach him. you were in a handstand position on the couch, well not really from how your arms were losing their balance on the cushions and how toji held you up with his large arms around your thighs, cock slicking in and out your wet hole and occasionally slapping your ass when you squirmed too much. “you alright down there?” toji chuckles, responding to your muffled whines with a swift thrust of his length, “can’t— uh, do it anymore!” you manage to get out, your hands and arms were shaking, and his languid thrusts weren’t helping any much. you almost wanted to cry because you knew he didn’t intend to just fuck you, he liked seeing you writhe trying to keep up with his perverted ideas. “but you said you would. ‘i can take it all toji!’ ain’t that what you said?” toji mocks you, slowly rolling his hips at the sound of your sobs, “b-but s’too—“ “i hope my pretty girl isn’t complainin’ to me bout somethin’ she clearly said she could do..” he cuts you off with a sharp thrust, his grip on you tightening and holding you up when you almost fall, but that only makes the tip of his cock rub against your cervix. you whine in the couch as he keeps making fun of you, edging you on with little lazy thrusts. yea, he always gets what he wants.

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upsidedownwithsteve · 2 months

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Hmmm let's see maybe this one is not so crazy but Steve asks us to touch ourselves while he watches.

18+

“Really?” You ask, brows pinched together in confusion. You’re already hot thinking about it, you’re certainly going to enjoy yourself but Steve? Well— is this what he really wanted? “What about you?”

Steve huffed out a breathy laugh, sprawled out against his pillows, his hand already squeezing at his half hard cock beneath his sweatpants. He gaze roamed over you, greedy, his cheeks flushed pink and his eyes wide. You saw him swallow hard, Adam’s apple bobbing in his throat. You were too far away to kiss it.

“Trust me, babe,” he nodded, looking drunk, looking gone. Steve was far too excited at the prospect of what was about to happen. He’d been aching to ask for so long, overly eager when you agreed. “You don’t need to worry about me.”

You smiled at that, shy with how pent up he seemed. So you nodded and settled back into the chair you’d taken from the boy’s desk. Steve lifted his chin in encouragement, giving his cock another soft squeeze.

“That’s it, baby,” he coaxed softly. “Get comfy, yeah? You good?”

You nodded, lips pressed together and the room seemed to grow warmer despite the way your sleep shorts stretched high across the tops of your thighs. You felt as greedy as Steve did as you let your eyes fall to his lap, where his large hand was palming over his obvious excitement.

“What d’you want me to do?” You whispered. It seemed too quiet to talk normally now, the mood set, the lights low, the rest of the house, the street, the town almost silent. “Should I—?”

You gestured to your shirt, an old summer camp thing that was sun bleached and faded. “Should I take it off?”

Steve grunted a little at that, his cock kicking up against his fingers. “Whatever you want, ‘kay? Why don’t you just do what you’d do if I wasn’t here, huh?” Steve sucked in a breath when you went straight for the space between your legs, fiddling with the thin strip of cotton until you could stretch your shorts aside. “Fuck, honey. There you go.”

You let your eyes slip shut at first, head resting back against the chair, your fingers pushing against your underwear until you could feel yourself soak through the material. You avoided your clit for now, fingers pinching the cotton so you could pull it between your folds. It felt vulgar and dirty, your pussy pulsing around the material you pulled taut, hips arching against the friction.

Steve choked out a moan, a rough sound that spurred you on, your eyes half open and hazy as you watched him scramble to set his cock free. It sprung out and slapped against his bare stomach, his hand wrapping around the girth to pump it once, twice.

“Oh, Christ, baby,” Steve hissed, his eyes completely focused on your cunt and the way you were teasing it with your own underwear. “That’s fucking dirty, s’hot as hell, fuck—”

You whined, face scrunching with pleasure, the heat that nipped at your skin only spiking with Steve’s words, his praise.

“You’re being so good,” he whispered, the wet shlick of his cock in his fist punctuating each word. “You look crazy fucking sexy, right now, d’you know that? Lemme see your tits, honey, please? They’re so pretty.”

You scrambled to yank your top up, clenching the material between your bared teeth so you could let Steve stare at your bare chest, nipples pebbled for him and the cool air.

Steve hissed, his thumb rubbing harshly over his slit as he tugged at himself a little faster, his own teeth biting down on his bottom lip, his cheeks red and his eyes glassy. He looked gone, wrecked, and so, so fucking pretty.

“Get ‘em wet for me, baby, show them some love for me.”

You nodded, brows knitted together and Steve knew you’d do anything he asked of you. It made him grip his cock harder, staving off the orgasm that was creeping up on him far too fast but then you took your fingers from your pussy and let a little pool of spit cover them, swiping your mess over a hard nipple.

“You’re going to fucking kill me,” Steve gasped out, his voice rough and cracking. He threw his head back, messy hair against his pillow and his jaw tense. “Fu-uck me, honey, shit.”

You were desperate now, fingers on your clit and rubbing messily across it, a harsh swipe back and forth that was sure to make you come hard, if that’s what Steve wanted to see.

And then:

“Yeah, baby, that’s it, that’s it.” Steve was watching you again, slack jawed and his hand fisting himself furiously, his gaze on the way out were bucking against your touch. “Lemme watch you come and I’ll make sure you do it again, yeah?”

#steve harrington #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington x you #steve harrington x y/n #steve harrington fic #steve harrington fluff #steve harrington imagine #steve harrington oneshot #steve harrington fanfic #steve harrington smut #steve Harrington fanfiction #Steve baby blurb

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thoughtsforsoob · 4 months

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txt - you help them put on the condom :)

a/n: okay so this is actually funny because I’ve had some interesting experiences with this 😬 my ex bf wouldn’t put it on himself and since we were both inexperienced asf (aka: virgins) we had to look up a tutorial the first time 😭 anyways, he sucks but at least i got some material for this blog out of it :) please enjoy and as always, requests are open!

yeonjun

he thinks it’s so sexy to watch you do it for him

homeboy is just laying back, biting down on his lip, and enjoying the attention you’re giving his cock

I feel like he’d much rather just go raw but you asked him to put on a condom and he listens to his girl

“Whatever you say princess 🤤 just lemme hit”

(Rest of the members below the cut!)

soobin

Sana eobsin Sana mana shy, shy, shy

in other words, baby is shy

I know these evidence to prove he loves being led in a relationship(aka: dommed. Soobin, buddy, if you’re gonna hint to something, just say it :|)

Therefore, he enjoys you taking charge by doing this simple task for him

literally says thank you after before pouring the living daylights out of you :)

beomgyu

this little shit will be so fucking annoying

“That’s not how you do it 🙄”

just say something snarky back and put him in his place (this boy is just begged to be punished 24/7 do not fall into his trap)

“do it yourself then, loser”

he is being annoying but he thinks it’s so sweet that you continue to help him, but is slightly hurt you called him a loser

“Well you’re not any better. You’re about to let a loser fuck you into next week”

taehyun

Very mature about it but also kinda like yeonjun because he thinks it hot

“Baby, wanna put it on for me? Thank you, baby.”

He smiled at you while you do it and gently smoothes back your hair

gives you a gentle kiss on the forehead when you’re done to show his appreciation

“Thank you, doll. Now let me repay this lovely favor you’ve just done for me”

taehyun I am dizzy bc of you 😵‍💫

huening kai

if y’all thought soobin was shy, make way to this mf because he wins the shy contest

let’s just say it’s his first time and he has no idea how to put on a fucking condom

“it’s okay, hyuka. I’ll do it for you. if that’s okay with you?” Bat your eyelashes he will not be able to say no

he hands you to condom and watches intently to see how to apply it

he whimpers at the contact and it’s the sweetest thing

He also thanks you for putting it on him and gives you the biggest smooch before rearranging your guts in alphabetical order 🥰🥰

I had so much fun with this one (aka: smiled to myself every time I thought something was funny) so I hope you enjoy it !!!

#txt headcanons #txt imagines #txt reactions #txt x reader #huening kai x reader #beomgyu x reader #yeonjun x reader #taehyun x reader #soobin x reader #txt smut #tomorrow x together

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lexsssu · 1 month

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Is it possible to request for more sung jinwoo smut? Pls i'm a starved simpTT

TAGS: Jinwoo/Wife!reader, dirty talk, breeding, smut, drabble Ko-fi | Commissions (OPEN)

Ngl I only just realized that I should have answered this ask with that Jinwoo drabble I recently crossposted from Ao3, but also because of that y'all get a totally new one that hasn't been posted there yet HAHAHAHAHA

Something has gotten into your husband.

How else could you explain the way he didn't even get you into bed before deciding he had to fuck you immediately? The way he so easily lifted you up and down his cock while standing up was certainly something you never expected from him.

"...'m sorry I couldn't reach the bed in time, but I couldn't help myself anymore..."

Despite his seemingly apologetic words, there is no sign of repentance from the way he savagely fucked up into you, almost as if you were just a mere onahole meant to receive his cock and cum.

For Jinwoo, his newfound powers hadn't just amplified his growth and potential as a hunter, but his already burning desire for you, his dearest wife, felt like it was fed steroids AND viagra.

Can he really be blamed for wanting to split your pretty pussy open and maybe fuck another baby inside of you? Fuck, just thinking about how soft and plump you get once he knocks you up again has his mouth watering already.

Perhaps another side effect of this new power was the fact that his depravity was also kicked up a notch or two

"Just cum for me one more time, 'kay sweetie? And lemme cream this pretty pussy too before we take a 'lil break..."

Sung Jinwoo did NOT give you a break, and proceeded to breed you until you felt as stuffed as a freshly-made cream-filled donut. And like said pastry, you could only really lie back as your unapologetic husband cleaned you up, making sure to push back any cum that tried to drip out of your with his long fingers.

Thankfully, Jinah had the foresight to take her nephew to her friend's place knowing full well that her brother and sister-in-law would be...preoccupied.

#lexsssu writes #solo leveling x reader #solo leveling #solo leveling smut #sung jinwoo smut #sung jin woo x reader #sung jinwoo x reader #sung jinwoo x you #sung jinwoo x y/n

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princessbrunette · 4 months

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baby daddy!boxer!rafe !! waiting for him to come home after a fight n you’re just all worried bc that man will literally refuse to let you watch his fights

⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡

you hadn’t been able to see him yet because you’d been in the babies room, putting her down to sleep in her crib when you’d heard him come home, door closing and footsteps heading straight to the shower. you hated not being able to see him as soon as he got home and assess the fresh injuries that littered his sculpted body.

it made you anxious, knowing he could be in there hurting without any help. he was a big strong man who could handle himself sure, but having this baby with him had softened you, you’d grown even more doting that you already were, and you really needed him safe and in good condition to be around for this baby. you couldn’t bare the thought of doing this without him.

anxious thoughts swirled in your head, blowing out of proportion as you pull your silk robe tighter around your slip dress, feeling the chill now you weren’t constantly bouncing a warm clammy baby on your chest. you pace your shared bedroom, snapping out of your thoughts when the bathroom door finally opens, steam spilling out as rafe pads out, scratching his cheek. the muscle in his arm bulges as he does so, highlighting a new bruise. his brow creases instantly when he sees you stood there with that deer in headlights look. “you good?”

“rafe…” you whisper, trailing over to him worriedly. you place your hands on his warm damp arms, trying to turn him so you can look at his body and check for injuries in every which directions making him smirk a little. “you okay?”

“i’m fine…” his volume matches yours, a habit known too well by the both of you, a natural quietness coming with having a baby since just about anything could wake her up. he’s stood with just a towel slung low on his hips, a fresh cut on his lower abdomen and new bruises revealing themselves along his ribs and arms. he sees your expression and shakes his head, taking your jaw with a gentle firmness that only he could manage, tilting it up to look at him. “m’fine, ‘kay?” he repeats slower, a little sterner and your shoulders relax, sighing with a nod. “are you fine? hm? i’m relaxed, are you relaxed right now?” he takes on a more teasing tone, tilting his head to smush his lips against yours.

you let him gently manoeuvre you to kiss him however you like, practically floating infront of him as you feel the stress wash away now that he was here. “am i ever relaxed with this baby?” you joke, voice soft and lilting, eyes still closed making him chuckle low in his throat.

“well we can’t have that, can we? y’need to relax. infact i think…” another kiss. “i think i can help you with that, don’t you?” he teases once more, slowly backing you up to the bed. your body melts and you’re lucky the backs of your knees hit the bed, because you weren’t sure how much longer you’d be able to stand. “you need to be taken care off too, you know. s’why i’m here.” he lowers himself to a squat, pulling your hips to the end of the bed and pushing your slip dress up, knowing there’s probably nothing beneath it. you lay back, sighing in exhaustion and arousal and he smiles, glancing up at you.

“there you go. lemme take it all away for a bit, yeah?”

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#anon #babydaddy!rafe #boxer!rafe #rafe cameron prompt

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luvh4nji · 9 months

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𝐓𝐎𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐖 𝐗 𝐓𝐎𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 + 𝐂𝐎𝐂𝐊𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆

warning: afab!reader, a little size kink in soobs, taehyun's refers to reader as "girl", a little bulge kink with yeonjun's

yeonjun ; he likes to stay in you after fucking, keeping his dick nice and warm and wet in your cunny while you come down from your highs. he tells you it's because he wants to keep you all filled up with cum, make sure you don't waste a drop. he loves to listen to you mumble about how full you feel and deep he is while he presses sloppy, open-mouthed kisses to the skin of your neck.

"yeah, baby, 'm right here." he says, sticking a hand between your bodies to press against the slight bulge in your tummy. "take me so well, babydoll." and he'd smile against your skin when all you can do is whimper and whine for him. "i know, honey, i know. 'm fillin' you up so good, makin' your brain all fuzzy. that's okay, angel, i can do the thinkin' for you."

soobin ; he loves it. he thinks it's so sweet when you bring it up to him, he loves the feeling of being close to you, getting to hold you and be inside you and have that comfort. he's the type to lay down and have you lay down on top of him, your head resting on his chest or in his neck, his hands running up and down your back, pulling you closer, always closer. and he loves when you fall asleep on him, he loves that he can provide that safety and comfort for you.

"getting sleepy, love?" he'd ask when he notices your breathing getting deeper and your blinks becoming slower. he'd bring one hand to your head, petting your hair and smoothing it away from your faze so he could see you better, smiling to himself when you nod against him, mumbling something about him being comfy. "it's alright, honey, you can take a nap, i've got you."

beomgyu ; he's the type to get mean with it. he likes to keep you all warm and wet on his lap so he can fuck up into you whenever he wants, one hand on your waist, the other cupping your breast, squeezing the flesh and laughing at the way you arch into his touch. he loves when you get so desperate you start begging for him, telling him how much you need him.

"jus' lemme finish this round, honey." he'd say, eyes locked on the computer screen in front of him. and he'd give you this aggravated look when you don't listen to him, like he's disappointed in you, bringing a hand down to land a harsh slap against your ass. "don't be a brat. i'll take care of you in a minute, pretty."

taehyun ; he likes to use it as a punishment. he likes making you wait and beg for him when you get all needy, his strong arms keeping you still in his lap while he works on something. he thinks you're just the cutest thing when you look up at him all glassy-eyed, asking him why he's being so mean <3

"i thought this was what you wanted, sweetheart." he'd coo, almost condescendingly, his thumb rubbing soothing circles into the skin of your waist. "y'said you wanted my dick, you've got it. you're not being ungrateful, are you?" and the way he says it makes you shiver in his lap, making him smile to himself and run his hand over your back. "jus' keep being good for me, sweet girl, i'll take care of you later."

kai ; he really tries his best with it, especially when you told him about how intimate and romantic it can be, but he just gets so impatient. his hands would grip your waist tightly, almost subconsciously grinding you down onto him, his hips moving almost imperceptibly under you. and when you call him out on it, he just blushes, but makes no move to stop.

"'m sorry, honey, i really tried." he groaned into your neck, his breath hot and wet against the skin. his big hands held onto your waist, fingertips pressing little bruises into your sensitive skin, making you whine. "promise i'll do better next time, jus' lemme cum, please."

#tomorrow x together #txt #tomorrow x together reactions #txt reactions #tomorrow x together imagines #txt imagines #tomorrow x together headcanons #txt headcanons #tomorrow x together smut #txt smut #hueningkai #kang taehyun #choi soobin #choi yeonjun

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oracle-of-dream · 3 months

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Dumb Bunny

Minors DNI

Summary: You and Kai would always compete, ever since you were kids, the two of you would one-up each other at every opportunity. But, now that you're older, you're starting to notice the differences between the two of you...

Warnings: Male reader, Blowjob, Throat fucking, Bigdickkai, Wall fucking, multiple orgasms, reader dumification, degradation, shower masturbation, fingering, college au rivals, unprotected sex, cum eating, creampie, rough sex

Wordcount: 3.6k

This is a request!

Knock Knock Knock

The loud knocking at your dorm room door shook you out of your sleep. "Y/n!? I know you're in there! I don't have my keys, lemme in!" A voice pierced the silence of your room.

You rolled over, trying to cover your ears.

"WAKE UP!" The voice shouted again, louder this time while there was more banging on the door.

You dragged yourself out of the bed, stumbling over to the door. As soon as you unlocked the door, it opened and almost hit you in the face. The light from the hallway spilled in as a shadow entered your room.

The shadow moved the light switch and brightened the room, illuminating his face. "You sleep like a log." Kai's black hair was a mess, he was wearing grey sweatpants and a black sweatshirt.

"And you're forgetful. This is the third time this week that you forgot your keys." You rubbed your eyes as you got used to the light.

"I was in a rush, I had to get to the gym and I left them in my other bag. He said as he started digging in his backpack, searching for his keys.

You had morning classes, and Kai had ones toward the afternoon, so you had time for mid-day naps while he always rushed to make it through the day. It's always been like that for the two of you. You've always been three steps ahead, but his natural dumb luck would help him keep up with you. Even when you met for the first time in middle school at an award ceremony for high grades. You'd worked your ass off, day and night, to get your scores up, and Kai slept through every class. But still, he'd get higher scores than you. Which only pushed you to work harder to beat him. Every competition, you'd ruin your sleep schedule to one-up him, and he'd somehow make it a tie or barely beat you...

You walked into the bathroom to wash your face, and Kai started changing out of his gym clothes. The both of you managed to get a spot in the honors college dorm room, only available for students with a certain GPA upon enrolling, and you ended up being slotted with him since your other roommate strangely transferred out before the semester started. Leaving you in the company of your worst enemy that you've had for several years.

You closed the door to the bathroom and started getting undressed for your shower when you heard the doorknob shake.

"No way you're about to shower," Kai said through the door.

"You should've been quicker." You giggle to yourself as you take your time getting ready.

He shook the doorknob again. "Come on! You knew I wanted to shower–I always shower right after the gym. You're going to make me late for class!"

"Not my problem. You should just shower at the gym. That's why there are locker rooms."

"No!" Kai kicked the door, "there's no way I'm showering over there! It smells horrible, and there's a bunch of people there. Please let me shower first!"

"Not gonna happen, you always leave hair in the shower, and it's fucking gross. And I have somewhere to be, too!"

"Well, you take thirty years, and you're not even washing your hair!"

"How do you know!?"

"You washed it yesterday! I could smell your shampoo."

"Are you sure that wasn't you using mine?"

"I was running out of my own! I said I'd buy you a new one!" Kai kicked the door again, harder this time. "Like, let me shower with you at least, I can't miss this class. I have an exam next week, and today's the review day, and there's no way I'm going while smelling like B.O.!" Kai stepped away from the door and shoulder-checked it, shaking the entire door.

You jumped at the thud. "You idiot! If you break this door, I'm not paying to get it fixed!" You covered yourself with a towel before opening the door.

Kai looked like he was ready to try hitting the door again before you opened it. "Thank you." He was covered in sweat, his hair sticking to his face, and his clothes dark in some spots. But what stuck out was his hard dick swinging in his sweatpants.

You looked away, covering your eyes. "Jesus, dude, no underwear again?"

He chuckled. "Don't act like you don't like seeing it anyway. I've caught you looking a few times."

"Fuck you." You spat back at him. You tried to walk past time but he blocked the way. "Can you move already?"

"You said you had to go somewhere, so we both gotta shower. We can share. We're both dudes." Kai said as he stripped his shirt off before you.

"Gross, I'll pass–"

"Stop being a bitch and get in the shower." His voice was more serious this time, not like his usual nagging. Without his sweatshirt, his figure was a little more imposing, especially with freshly pumped muscles.

You awkwardly submitted to him without any extra argument, moving into the shower. If Kai wanted, he could've easily carried you into the shower, so it was better not to push him. There was shuffling from the other side of the curtain before it parted. You instinctually turned away from him, feeling warm in your ears.

"Turn the water on. Don't make the water too hot. I'm not looking to sit in a sauna." He commanded.

You braced as you turned on the water. Ice-cold water ran across your skin, immediately making you scoot backward into Kai.

"Watch it." Kai put his hand on your back to stop you from moving closer to him.

"I-Its cold!"

He sighed. "Then switch with me. You can lather up while I get some time in the water."

You slowly started scooting in his direction, trying not to look at him. But Kai started getting impatient, grabbing you by the shoulders and forcing you behind him. You peeked over your shoulder to see his broad back facing you, water running down it. You never really looked at Kai's backside, but he was more muscular than he looked under his baggy clothes.

"The soap," Kai said, handing you the bottle, not turning around.

You took it from him. Now facing his back, you couldn't help but notice how big his butt was. He loved working leg days, but he'd always been blessed with a better ass than you... You could feel your whole body getting hot while looking him over so closely. You felt like a perverted weirdo, looking at him like that. You turned around, facing the wall, and started lathering soap onto you, waiting for Kai to switch with you again.

"The water's not cold, so we can switch now." He muttered.

You switched places with him again, letting the soap rinse off you. It felt better to face the wall, but you couldn't stop thinking about Kai standing right behind. You could feel your dick twitch at the thought, your breath hitched as you tried to focus. But your concentration was cut off by a soft sigh, almost a moan but it was cut short. Your book ran cold. Did you somehow slip a moan out and not even realize it? You peeked over your shoulder to see Kai's reaction, but his back was turned to you.

Kai's eyes were squeezed shut, gently and quietly jerking himself off while biting his lip to keep quiet.

You faced the water again, throat dry but your body tingling. "H-Hey, I think I'm ready to get out now."

"O-Oh, yeah, okay. I'll finish up, you can go first..." Kai said, barely loud enough to hear over the shower.

You stepped out of the shower, water dripping on the floor as you left Kai alone. You hurried out of the bathroom, changed clothes, and crawled back into bed. All you could think about was Kai jerking off...

You tossed in your bed until your leg rubbed against your cock, grinding against you. You couldn't stop yourself from slipping your hand into your pants, stroking yourself slowly. Your eyes slowly shut as you get more into it.

"Kai...," you softly moaned his name.

You could feel him hover over you, whispering seductively. "Oh? Getting into something and calling out for me?"

You replied with a moan, wanting more from him.

Kai's hands moved to your sides, sliding up your torso. His hair tickled your face as it swept across your face.

"Are you daydreaming? Y/n?" He cooed. "Why don't you open your eyes and see the real thing."

Your eyes cracked open in confusion to see Kai sitting over you. You didn't even hear him turn off the shower, much less get so close.

"What's wrong, y/n? You were having so much fun a second ago.." Kai slid his hand over your hard-on, earning a rewarding flinch from you. "Touching yourself to me, even though I'm in the next room, how shameful."

Your face got hot again. "Well, it– You. You were doing it too!"

He raised an eyebrow. "Me? When?"

"In our shower together! I saw you jacking off, and moaning in secret."

"Y/n. I just got back home." He said flatly.

"No, we just showered together..." You muttered.

He shook his head. "I just got back from the gym. I remembered my keys this time, so I let myself in. I thought you were sleeping until you called me, and I saw you like this." He chuckled. "Did you dream all that!?"

You tried to push him off you, but he was firm in his position over you.

"Okay, laugh it up or do whatever you're gonna do." You crossed your arms and let your head fall against the bed, waiting for Kai's endless teasing to begin.

You were instead greeted by Kai's mouth meeting yours, his hands grabbing yours and holding them above your head.

"You should be careful about letting me do 'whatever' to you." Kai bit at your neck

"Kai–" You tried to push him, but he had to much of a grip on you.

"You wanted me so badly in your dream, so why can't I want you back?" He giggled as he licked at the new mark forming on your neck.

"I don't understand..." You shyly muttered.

He let you go, letting you sit up as he held you. "It's okay if you don't understand. I do. You finally get it, that I'm better. You've given up fighting me, and now you're willing to be my second place."

You reeled away from him. "That's not what this is about!"

He raised an eyebrow. "Isn't it?" His hands smoothly moved to lace his fingers with yours. "You can feel it. You can't really beat me, I'm just naturally better. I'm smarter, stronger, and faster than you. You're so fucked up by me that it made you obsessed, so much that you couldn't even really realize it. Your brain couldn't handle it so your body decided to spell it out for you." He said in the condescending tone he loved to use when talking to you.

He continued, "To be honest. I wanted to impress you in the beginning when we met. So I tried to work hard to get you to see me, to show my feelings for you. But then, you went crazy about me. About beating me, don't even lie that you didn't. I could always tell you'd do anything to be better than me." Kai slowly slid you back down onto the bed, towering over you. His hand slid into your pants, gripping your cock.

Your whole body melted under his touch, reacting like electricity. But you didn't get why...

Kai quickly and roughly jerked you off while he spoke in between neck kisses. "You can't even put words together, can you? My dumb little bunny. You're just so in love with me, you can't fight it anymore. You're even dreaming of me."

Something in your brain snapped when he called you a dumb bunny. You finished his hand, body jerking at the sensation.

"Oh no, bunny. Did I tell you to do that?"

You shook your head no.

"Speak."

"No, you didn't..." You muttered in defeat. Every word and touch made it feel like you were falling deeper into quicksand. You tried to think about it, the moment you fell for him. But you could only see Kai in every memory. You knew you hated him beating you, but you also had a feeling of enjoying his teasing when he beat you.

"Then, take your pants off," Kai commanded.

Your body moved before your brain understood, stripping off your pants and waiting for more directions.

"Can you suck me off? You like cock, don't you? You dumb slutty bunny."

You nod mindlessly. You loved hearing him call you Bunny. Hearing him call you dumb slowly made the static in your brain get stronger. You weren't really thinking anymore.

Kai pulled down his pants and let his thick cock slap against his toned stomach. He sat you up on your knees and stood at the edge of the bed. He let out a sharp breath as you took his cock in your hands, and let your tongue slide out to gently lick his tip.

"This is your first time, isn't it?" He whispered.

You look up at him with shy wet eyes, nodding.

"Then, I'll make it a good time for you. You'll crave me even more after this..." Kai pushed your mouth on him, pushing you to take him. Moaning and closing his eyes as he felt his shaft enter your mouth.

You struggled to handle him, but Kai didn't let it stop you.

He pushed more, urging you to take more. And you obeyed without a second thought, taking as much of his length as you could. "Take a deep breath and hold it bunny. I'm going to push you."

You felt Kai pull out of your mouth completely, giving you the chance to breathe. You held your breath as you felt him hold your head in place. His tip pointed at your mouth, waiting patiently for you to allow his entry. You opened your mouth and he slowly pushed in, keeping you from moving. Inch by inch, it slid into your mouth. Your eyes shut as your body twitched.

"Good, bunny." Kai moaned as he kept going. "Almost there, just a little more." Kai let out a louder moan and stopped moving, his cock buried completely in your mouth. Your eyes rolled back as you fell limp in his grip. "No gagging? Oh, you're such a special slut, aren't you? I'll get a little rough with you then..."

Kai pulled out completely again before slamming his cock back into your mouth, fucking into it while holding you in place. The noises are so wet and gross, but you couldn't help but love every second. Your throat burned, your jaw ached, Kai pulled at your hair tightly, and tears streamed down your face, but Kai's moans kept you going.

You could feel the muscles in Kai's thighs tensing. His body heat growing. You moaned in excitement.

"Oh, you're ready for it? Then, here's your first reward!" Kai shouted as he came down your throat.

Pump after pump, his eyes rolling back and face contouring into pleasure. It was so much that you couldn't swallow everything, and it started leaking out of your mouth. "Oh, well that's okay for your first time. But I'd prefer it if you swallowed as much as you can. It's less messy."

You felt Kai pulling away but tried to use your mouth to suck on him more, pulling him in. You swallowed as much as you could, almost every drop. Then kept sucking on his shaft.

"J-Jesus! Bun, wait–calm down!" Kai moaned.

His body tried to pull away, but you used your hands to hold him.

"Bunny! Stop!" Kai shouted at you.

You snapped back to reality and let him go. "I'm sorry, I don't know why I did that..."

Kai lifted your chin. "It seems like you want more, right?"

You, embarrassed, nodded.

"Beg for me then. Tell me you want more."

You threw away the last ounce of dignity that you had. "Kai, I really love your cock. Please give me more! I'm such a dumb, stupid, bunny. I'm only good for whatever you want me to do. I–I..."

Kai smiled. "You, what?"

"I'm just a cock slut for you. I only want your dick..."

Kai laughed softly. "I know, bunny. You really are crazy about me... So, go, lay down. On your stomach"

You listened to him as you lay on the bed. Face down, your back instantly arching.

"Oh, what a perverted bunny. You already know the position... And what great for you have." Kai said as his hand traced your arch and stopped on your ass, giving it a hard smack and earning a pitiful yelp from you. "Stay here, I need to prepare you. Talk to me if something's not right."

You wait patiently as you hear Kai shuffle around the room, looking for things and opening drawers on his desk. You feel a cold liquid hit your whole, slimy and drippy. You shiver for a moment, but the cold is immediately replaced by the introduction of a warm finger inside of you. Your body reacts and pulls away from it, but Kai holds you in place.

"It's your first time, so it's going to be a little difficult. But if you run, it will be more difficult." Kai takes his time preparing you, talking to you the whole time. checking on you, making sure you're able to handle the next level as he moves in with more fingers. "Okay, it's time. Now's the chance to stop if you need Bunny. You came twice just from me prepping you..."

You were sweating and drooling on the sheets. You could barely form real words, but you knew you went through all of that for a reason. You needed him in you. Your body shuddered as you let an embarrassingly loud moan, begging for Kai.

"Okay, then. We'll keep going." He whispered as he slicked his member up. "Remember to keep breathing."

You took long deep breaths as you felt his tip positioned outside your hole. One of his hands held your hip and guided you backward onto him. You felt it enter you, and you could almost see colors. It was so hot, that all your brain could muster was the word hot.

"Oh, it's hot, so hot, very, hot cock." You drooled.

"It's not hot, it's just not your body temperature. You'll get used toit."

You twitched as he pushed slowly deeper into you.

"You're doing such a good job, bunny. Just hang in there."

You could feel Kai splitting you apart with how thick he was. And it felt like there was no end to his cock. You thought every inch would be the last but it just kept going. But then he hit the bundle of nerves that made you almost scream and buck backward onto him, forcing the rest into you. Your mouth hung open, drool slipping out, and your eyes started to lose focus.

"Bunny! Are you okay?" Kai stroked your back, not wanting to move.

After a few minutes of not moving, you managed to get back under control.

Kai stared at you in disbelief. "I don't know you did it, but you're seriously taking all of me... Feel it." Kai took your hand and pressed it to your stomach, letting you feel a small bump in your gut. "You have me so deep in you, bunny. Good job!" Kai shifted you, leaning you into his arms. Your back against his chest. "Now, here's the really fun part..."

Kai lifted you off the bed, cock still in you, and maneuvered you against the wall. He spun you around on his cock so your back was against the wall, so he could look at you while fucking you.

"Look at you, so easy to toss around." He said as he did his first thrust into you.

"So cute with my cock inside you, bulging your tummy." He said as he did two more thrusts.

"Twitching, squeezing, and milking my cock. You want me, bunny?"

You nodded. "Please fuck me, Kai. I need this!"

Kai didn't respond, he pressed you harder into the wall and started slamming into you. He held you against the wall the whole time while fucking you, kissing you on your neck and lips. Occasionally licking away your tears while you rode out the waves of pleasure splashing into you. Kai stopped holding back completely, going even faster, making you cum all over the both of you.

"My turn," Kai grunted as he slammed into you, holding your hips against his body to get as deep as he could. He drains his balls into you, every last drop pouring into you as he uses one hand to feel his cock in your stomach as it pumps into you.

Kai took his time to breathe before guiding you back to the bed and laying you down carefully. "Did you live, bunny?"

You breathlessly nodded. You came at least 4 times in one session and were this close to passing out. Your lips were red and swollen, your hair a mess, and had a necklace of kiss marks around your neck.

"Well, bunny. Now that you're mine. It's my job to take care of you now. So why don't I give you a nice shower..." Kai chuckled as he kissed your forehead. He carried you into the bathroom as you started dozing off, leaning on him as he cleaned you...

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lunatic4toji · 10 months

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nsfw mdni. i’m ovulating.

you’re sitting on the couch beside him, watching your favorite show you always watch together when he comes over. he reaches over to your side and grabs your waist, tickling you harshly and you both know there’ll be bruises later. but you don’t care. you fold into yourself and laugh at him tickling you. “what’s so funny, baby? hm?” he smiles down at you. he moves his hand to your inner thigh and does the same thing there, making you lurch forward, laughing more. “i really don’t understand what’s so funny here.” you grab his face, or try to, before he grabs your hand and pins it to the arm of the couch. you fall down under him as he climbs over you, the tv losing all importance, though you should probably be seeing what’s happening.

your free hand goes to his arm, feeling his biceps and squeezing. he flexes slightly, making your hand fall off onto your stomach. he hasn’t stopped smiling, and neither have you. he leans down and places a soft kiss on your lips. when he leans back up, you follow, wanting more. he smirks and holds the side of your face with his hand that isn’t holding yours down. you naturally lean into his touch, his thumb grazing your lips. you part them, open your mouth, take his thumb inside, and bite down. he gives you a look, the “quit biting me, i tell you this every day” look. you smile with his thumb between your teeth, running your tongue over the bite marks to soothe the pain.

he takes his hand off your face and you frown at the loss of contact, but his hand moves down where you’d like him much more. he looks at you for approval, and you quickly nod. he smiles and moves his fingers under the waistband of your shorts, feeling your wetness through your thin panties and smiling bigger. “all this for me, baby?” you bite your lip, still smiling, and nod slowly, to which he kisses your lips and slowly rubs small circles on your clothed clit. you gasp into his mouth and he chuckles at your response. “like that?” you nod. “more, please.” he smirks and speeds up his movements, making you moan. he stops just as quick, moving your panties to the side and gathering your wetness, rubbing up and down your pussy. “can’t wait to feel this pretty pussy around me, baby. always feels so good.” you nod and try to wriggle your hand out of his grip, and he shakes his head. “i wanna touch you.. please..” he reluctantly lets his hand slip from yours and you immediately reach to grab his shirt off. “hang on, sweet girl. we’ll get to that, i promise. but lemme make you feel good first. ‘kay?” you pout but nod, knowing how good he is with his fingers. he gathers more of your slick and rubs it up to your clit before taking his hand out of your pants. you whine, and he looks at you. “lift your hips up, baby.” you smile and do as you’re told, and he rips your shorts and panties down your legs before getting between them.

you scoot up on the couch so he has more room to lie down between your thighs, kissing them as you both get situated. you stop moving and he immediately dives in, making you let out a small yelp. you feel him smile against your cunt before licking a stripe from bottom to top. you throw your head back in pleasure as he eats you out like a man starved. the sounds he’s making should not be legal. you grip his hair and pull his head up and he looks up at you, the lower half of his face covered in your arousal. you get impossibly wetter at the sight. “please, wanna feel you,” he smiles and gets out from between your thighs and climbs back over you, and you spread your legs further so he can fit. he kisses your neck, and you can smell yourself on him. it’s driving you crazy.

“please. need you now.” he smirks and runs his hands under your shirt, your bra discarded long ago. he kneads your breasts with calloused hands and nips at your neck. you reach down to remove his shirt again, this time he allows it, sitting up and letting you take the fabric over his head. you admire his chest and stomach before he leans back on top of you again, kissing you hungrily. “shit, baby. gonna fuck you, yeah?” you nod rapidly and he smirks down at you. “‘s my girl.” he pulls down his sweatpants and boxers in one swift motion, wasting no time. you notice he’s already as hard as can be, his tip red and leaking precum. it makes you salivate. you spread your legs as far as they can go without falling off the couch, and he lines himself up. “look at me, baby.” he always makes you do this. always makes you look at him when he feels you for the first time.

he pushes in with his eyes locked on yours, you gasping at the stretch and him groaning at your heat. “always so tight f’me, baby.” he dips his head in your neck and kisses it as you lean your forehead on his shoulder and moan. he brings one of his hands to your face and brushes it with his thumb while thrusting antagonizingly slow. “faster..” you manage to squeak out, his thickness stretching you out deliciously. he obliges and speeds up, grunting in the process. he was too much for you, you knew that, but you didn’t know the effect you had on him. he was feeling the same way you were, wanting more. but he knew it’d hurt you, and that’s not even on the list of things he’d want. so he holds back for you, giving you everything you want. at least for today.

as his thrusts get faster like you wanted, they also get sloppier. he’s insanely pussydrunk and the only thing going through his mind is you. your name, how good you feel, how pretty you look. you move one of your hands to his and interlock your fingers. he lays your intertwined hands beside your head and squeezes. you bite your lip to stifle your moans but can’t help but smile at him. he smiles back. “lemme hear you, baby. workin’ hard for it.” your teeth let go of your lip and you moan into his ear as his thrusts get harder, his cock definitely bruising something. he can feel himself getting close, and he doesn’t want to. you feel him throb inside you. he moves his free hand down and toys with your clit, making you moan louder and scratch his shoulder with the hand he isn’t holding.

“fuck, baby.. don’t- ngh- don’t know how much longer i can last..” you’re starting to get close yourself, with his playing with your clit and his moaning. you moan in agreement and he continues with his assault on your clit faster, bringing you so close to the edge very quickly. his pace quickens, another sign he’s close. you squeeze his shoulder, the drag of his cock filling you up perfectly, the feeling of bliss so close. “please- cumming-!” he somehow holds you closer. “yeah, me too, fuck-“ he doesn’t slow his movements on your clit as you cream around his cock, riding it out perfectly. “mhm, good job, baby. felt so good. my turn, yeah?” you give him a mindless, fucked-out nod, and squeeze his hand and shoulder as he spills inside you, the warmth temporarily soothing the pain. he kisses you sloppily, tongues clashing and spit drooling out of the side of your mouth. he pulls out, catching what of his cum falls out on his fingers and pushing it back inside you. “can’t waste anything. right, baby?” he looks at you and smiles. you giggle and nod as he kisses your forehead and lies on your chest, both of you leaving your beloved tv behind and falling asleep, dreaming of each other.

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cheriiyaya · 4 months

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⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡ In all the time you've know dazai, he's just never let himself near you...

⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡ Contents: dazai x fem!reader, NOT PROOFREAD, touch starved and emotionally constipated dazai my beloved, hurt/comfort, descriptions of blood and injuries, dazai can't take care of himself for shit, established relationship, use of pet names, lil angst, dazai gets injured, reader and dazai aren't to far in their relationship, slight religious imagery near the end, just yeah

⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡ W/C: ~2k

⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡ A/N: yeah this DEF probably lost the poll but i had such a good idea for it so im doin' it >~< @chuuyrr and @ruanais my lovelies here u go <3

When you heard dazai had gotten injured, you were sent into a worried frenzy. Yosano tried her best to reassure you, consoling you with the fact that his condition was stable as you clung onto her. Thankfully his wounds weren't that bad as to warrant a hospital visit, so he was sent home right on time.

It didn't matter to you that you technically didn't live with him yet- you'd only been with him for a month or so-you stuck next to him and went to his dorm that day with him, even as he told you it was no worry.

"It's really nothing, I'm fine." The way he chuckled out the words sounded strained, like it was a plea of sorts. You shook your head, holding out your hands for the keys. He glanced at your outstretched palm and chuckled. "Why, it seems you doesn't even trust me to open my own door." He pouted but placed the key to his dorm door in your hand.

"I do, I just wanna take care of you." You slid the key into the lock, twisted it, and opened the door and stepped inside. Dazai followed in quietly.

"...You really don-" You shot him a look and he quickly stopped himself from saying more, a sheepish smile on his face. As he entered his dorm you went behind him and pulled off his tan coat and flung it on a chair. As you did so, you noticed...

"Is that blood? oh my god osamu-" he cut you off with a short kiss to the lips, chuckling a bit as he pulls back.

"Love, it's old blood I'll be fine. Just lemme clean up, 'kay?" Those reassurances did nothing to soothe your worries. There was ruby-red stains of blood on his shirt right by his left shoulder blade and the visible bandages on his neck and wrists had a smattering of blood on them. Noticing your worried look dazai curled a finger under your chin, pressing his lips softly to your forehead as he smoothed down fly-aways in your hair. "don't worry." And with the lingering words of that whisper against your ear he went into the washroom, closing the door with a soft click behind him.

You don't know how long he took in the washroom, but either way you found yourself standing in front of the door, listening carefully at the shuffle of shoes scuffling on the floor and light sighs that dazai would emit. It sounded like he was fine, but you couldn't escape that lingering feeling in the back of your mind.

So you knocked, very gently against the wooden door.

"...osamu? You alright? You've been in there awhile." Silence, the a voice from the other side responded.

"Yes, I'm fine, don't worry about it." there was an edge in his voice, one that caused you to tense in worry.

"are you sure?" more silence followed you slightly panicked voice.

"yes, love I'm fine so plea-" a muffled hiss of pain was heard, then a sharp intake of breath. "...please don't worry." his voice was quiet, as if he knew you wouldn't listen.

"Do you want me to come it?" You couldn't hide the shake in your voice. after a minute or two of no response, you debated in your head whether or not you should just go in and check on him.

the door creaked open and you carefully stepped inside, gently calling out his name. dazai turned and looked at you, leaning against the counter shirtless and the bandages that usually serve as almost a protective skin loosely wrapped around him. Your heart dropped when you saw the open gash on his left shoulder blade, dripping sticky mahogany down his back. He smiled crookedly, a smile that made your heart throb in fear and worry.

"...I swear, it's not as bad as it looks. It just opened a little..." He trailed off, taking in a shaky breath as he saw your expression. "Don't look at me like that." You took careful steps before him, prying your eyes off the wound on his back.

"that needs to be stitched up. Let me do it."

"do you even know how to?" He chuckled a bit.

"Yosano taught me how to stitch up a wound once." You opened the cabinet under the sink. "Do you have a suturing kit?" dazai shook his head. you sighed, reaching in and moving around some rolls of bandages and such until you found a small container with needles and a roll of dental floss. you bent the needle into an arch-like shape, carefully emptying out the container of needles-far enough out on the counter that you knew none of the needles would fall onto the floor- and filled it with steaming water before dropping the arched needle into the water.

"Dental floss? You're gonna stitch me up with dental floss?" dazai chuckled.

"Mhm. It has less of a chance of breaking than regular thread." You washed your hands and fished out the needle, threaded the floss through it's eye before looking back up at dazai. "Can I...?" You motioned to the loose bandages on his torso and he slowly nodded.

You went behind him, pulling away and unravelling the sullied bandages and letting them drop onto the floor. Now that his entire torso was bare, you saw not only the gash, but multiple scars that ranged from tiny cuts to gunshot wound scars to long gashes. Swallowing, you wetted a towel and cleaned the blood off the wound and his back.

"Okay, I'm gonna stitch it up now..." Dazai hummed and offered a small smile.

"Oh yeah? be gentle if you're gonna kill me-you know I hate pain." You pierced the needle through his skin, feeling dazai's back tense and hearing him release a pained hiss. "Ow! Bella' that hurts!" He whined and you clicked your tongue, pulling out the needle and pushing it back it.

"stop whining." You couldn't help but smile even as you scolded him. You stitched up his wound and somewhere along the way his whines died into short grunts and hisses of pain whenever the needle pieced flesh and tissue and whenever it left.

"Stay here, alright?" You didn't wait for a response before leaving the bathroom and returning with a clean white button up. When you came back, dazai was trying to bandage himself up but you could tell that with an injury like that, it wasn't easy to. You set the button up down on the counter and gently pried the roll of cotton from him, looking up at him. "Let me. Please osamu." He hesitated before sighing, reaching out to cup your cheek in his hand.

"Alright..." He let his thumb brush against your cheekbone before letting it drop to his side. "After all, how could I deny my lovely girl when she asks so nicely for something?" He joked and you felt your lips curl into a smile.

"...there's that pretty smile." He said softly as you began to unfurl the roll. You wrapped it around his arms, probing him by asking if it was too tight-to which he always responded that it was "perfect". As you wrapped him up in spools of cotton you noticed how he unwillingly shivered each time your fingers grazed his skin, how he'd tense as your knuckles pressed against raised, scarred skin.

"Do you not like it when I touch you?" You murmured, pausing as you awaited a response.

"Why would you think that?' He smiles at you, cocking his head to the side.

"Just...nevermind." You began to wrap him again, but his voice stopped you.

"C'mon, what's wrong?" He turns around to face you, smiling a bit. "I wanna know what's going on in my darling's pretty little head." He poked you in between your eyebrow and you whined in response.

"It's just...You always flinch or just find some way to stop me whenever I touch you." It's true-dazai would always find some way to escape even the most innocent of your touches yet he was always fine with showering you with his sweet affection.

He chuckled, cupping your face up and he kissed the area he poked.

"I dunno what you're talking about, love." You rolled your eyes, poking his shoulder, and huffing out a soft "turn around", which he complied to and you continued wrapping his up as you spoke.

"Don't lie to me, you know damn well you do." You stopped bandaging him when you reached a particular scar on his shoulder. "Why do you do it?" You lightly traced the tip of your finger down the scar, causing him to tense up and try to move away. You squeezed his bicep as he tried to escape your touch. "Stay, please." He chuckled, turning his head to face you to say something before you cut him off with pressing your lips softly against the scar.

"Darling please-"

"I've been saying the same thing over and over again, and you haven't listen to me. Now you will listen to me." You pressed another kiss to the nape of his neck, rubbing comforting circles into his shoulder with your thumb.

"Please tell me why you keep hiding yourself from me." You whispered against his neck, the warm air of your breath raising goosebumps along his skin.

"I just...bella'." He sighed, looking at you through the mirror. Once he saw your expression, that pained expression on his darling girl's face he just had to say it, the words couldn't stay in.

"...I don't deserve you." That was it. The answer was simple and curt, yet it left a gaping hole in your heart and thousands of questions.

You were silent as you finished wrapping him up.

You wanted to make him happy, you really did.

So why did he feel undeserving of you?

You thought of it as you watched dazai lay on his futon, staring blankly at the ceiling after refusing to eat. You crouched beside him and sat on the floor, brushing his messy, dark bangs out of his eyes.

"Osamu? Can...can I stay the night with you?" You swallowed, your voice quieter than you would've liked. He nodded and you hesitated before laying beside him. "Move a bit."

You curled up beside him, feeling him tense up again before tentatively putting a hand a hand on your back. Dazai's eyes widen as he watched you sit up, hovering over him with a pained expression.

"...'donna?"

"Why don't you think you deserve me?" You trailed your fingers down his face, tracing every single one of his beautiful features as they contort into a sad smile.

"You want to know? It's because you're a delicate, pure thing and such things do not suit a blackened heart like mine."

"why not?"

"Because, my dear. You're an angel."

"And you're not?" You brushed your fingers through his hair. "Even if you weren't, the devil himself was once god's most favored angel."

He chuckled softly, leaning his head further into the pillow. "Ah, love, you have such a way with words; I don't suppose you could find a way to poison me with them?" You sighed and cupped his face, tilting it up before brushing your lips and fingers over every place and every curve of his features.

"Don't. Relax. Let me give you what you deserve." You whispered against his skin that had taken a pink-hue under your care. You kissed every part of his face and neck you could reach, peppering his skin with traces of love. Once there was no more room to fill with love, you moved to kiss every crease and scar of his calloused, blood-drenched hands as if to cleanse them of sin. His lips caught yours in a tender kiss, lithe fingers sliding into your hair and pulling you down to him. You left multitudes of promises with him, burying deep into his heart with every breath that the two of you took.

Dazai Osamu was yours, he'd always been. You were dazai osamu's, you'd always been.

Just like adam, you'd pluck the forbidden fruit if he asked you to simply because of the foolish thing called love. Even if you'd get cast away into hell you knew that he was the sought-after paradise-

Even if he didn't believe so.

#☾⋆⁺₊⋆ 𝕽𝖊𝖉'𝖘 𝕽𝖚𝖒𝖔𝖚𝖗𝖘 ⋆⁺₊⋆☾#bungou stray dogs #bsd #bsd x reader #bsd dazai #dazai x reader #osamu dazai x reader #dazai x y/n #dazai x you #dazai x fem reader #osamu dazai x you #dazai osamu x you #dazai osamu x reader #dazai osamu #dazai angst #dazai fluff #dazai imagines #bsd x you #bsd x y/n

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❝𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐓!❞

Shig is stuck at the single worst party of his life— until he spots that cutie from his biochem class.

warnings; dub/noncon, AFAB/FEM READER anal ref for like a second, unprotected sex, drunk/drugged reader, yandere-coded shig,, slut-shaming, incel-ish shig, dabi got too drunk and kinda screwed reader over, drugging(?), college au, i’m gonna redo this eventually, gross descriptions

a/n; this is my (late) secret santa gift and New Years present for the illustrious @mamayan !! i hope i did your dirty man justice, this was a part of @/ectologia’s amazing Secret Santa 2023 event they hosted!! both of these authors are big inspirations to me and i’m so glad i was able to be a part of this!

This New Years party was horrendously lame. shitty music, shitty lighting, shitty drinks; the whole thing was just an excuse for idiotic college frat douches to get wasted and fuck pretty little cheerleaders for the umptenth time.

Shigaraki watched with tepid interest as Dabi was cheered on by idiotic college students chugging his twentieth beer, scoffing as the drunk man raised his arms in triumph and let out a slurred war cry, already stumbling around. He was already sick of this place, the smell of pot and vomit burning his nostrils, just as he thought to dump his cheap booze away and kick rocks Dabi sauntered over to him, practically dragging another person with him.

Tomura felt his back immediately straighten, bloodshot red eyes widening as he saw your giggly attitude and cute little outfit. You were his shamefully massive crush from his chemistry class, the teacher’s student grader who left cute smiley faces and sweet memos on all his reports, always smiling and helpful and so so so kind to everyone. Shigaraki often got carried away staring at you during labs, watching as you bent over, how your lab coat was seemingly tightened just enough to where he can see your luscious curves, how your pretty hair falls so perfectly messy from your chaotic bun, ‘wonder how she’d look if i spread her out on this table—examine her..’

Dabi poked his chest harshly, a drunken grin plastered on his face as he held up in a mock chokehold, “lis’n h-hic!-here.. yer gonna take m’new girl n make sh-braap!-sure she ge’shome safe, kay?” Tomura rolled his eyes at his friend’s drunken speech, letting Dabi clap a hand on his shoulder to steady himself as he watched you giggle and pat Dabi’s back comfortingly. Your own cheeks were darkened and he could see the sway in your stance. Tomura couldn’t help but feel a twinge of emotion at Dabi’s declaration of you being ‘his new girl’ as he finally scoffed and pulled away, his frustration coming off as annoyance.

“Why am I in charge of your ‘new girl’?” he hissed, eyes narrowed. Your smile dropped and his gut wrenched at the sight knowing it was his fault, but he couldn’t help the little twitch of his cock at your glossy lips stuck in a cute pout. Dabi frowned and shoved the taller man harshly, stumbling a bit as he did, “dude fuck off, she’s jus’a sweet gal, wanna make sure she don’t get snatched up-hic!-I obvi’sly can’do it,” he chided, poking at Shigaraki’s chest. You interjected, pretty manicured fingers and bracket decorated wrists waving in protest, “no no no nonono, h-he don’t need to do that, ‘ll be f-fine!” you slurred and Tomura sighed, pinching his brows to hide the absolute jubilation he was experiencing. He couldn’t believe his luck— literally being hand-delivered the girl of his (wet) dreams on the shiniest of silver platters. He kept up the act, however, not wanting you to see his desperation, “nah, nah, you’re both stumbling like fucking morons, lemme go grab my shit,” he turned on his heels, calling over his shoulder, “go grab yours.” hearing your heels ‘click! click! click!’ off as you ran to get your cute purse.

“T-tomura I-ahh!” you whined and cried into your pillow, the fabric soaked and caked in your tears and makeup. You screamed as he pushed your back down into a sinfully painful arch, cock sloppily thrusting into your poor cunt. All you’d done is asked for help taking your massive heels off, bending down to untie the long, crossed straps as he snuck up from behind using his, very surprising, strength to grab and yank you up over his shoulder. You gasped and twisted, pounding on his back with your fists as he stumbled through your tiny apartment just off campus. It was only now that you regretted never agreeing to the on-campus dorms.

His whiny pants seemed to infect your very soul, bright red, bloodshot eyes staring down at you in such a creepy way, like he feared blinking would ruin his moment with you. Not like this was much of a fond moment being made, panties hanging off your ankle, shirt and bra ripped, literally ripped in half, hair frizzy and messy from his constant pulling and tugging. You felt disgusting; dizzy and nauseous, wet and gross with how loud your own pussy was squelching, the blunt ‘plap! plap! plap!’ of his balls against your puffy lips send chills of disdain and pleasure up your back, making your already jumbled brain that much more scattered.

He was so touchy, his clammy hands pinching and prodding at all your fat and curves, frantic in their path all over your sweaty skin. Shigaraki’s entire form was frantic, hips stuttering and basically humping you while his cock twitched wildly, arms and thighs quivering at he pinned you down, drool, literal spit, splattering against your face and neck as he openly crooned and moaned like a bitch in heat. You felt so violated as he praised your body, talking about ‘all those lonely nights’ and how he ‘spent so many labs with a hand down m’pants-“ god he was a fucking pervert.

You whined as his thumb found your clit, rubbing fast circles and sending a wave of pleasure through you, another wave of nausea following soon after as you bit back bile, there was no fucking way you were gonna cum from this degenerate raping you. But alas, try as you might your biology was working against you, thighs and cunt clenching around him and his cock as you neared your high. His laugh was cracks and hoarse as he leant down, greasy pale-blue hair tickling your nose as he licked a stripe up your face, drinking your tears, “mmfh—! fuck, y’gonna cum? huh?” he tried, rubbing tight circles onto your sensitive bundle of nerves. You thrashed in what little movement you could, sobbing and shaking your head, “N-NO, NEVER, YOU F-FUCKING PERV—“ he cut off your screams with a harsh swat to your pussy, causing a full body shake as you tipped over the edge.

Perhaps you would’ve been embarrassed if not blinded by the white-hot pleasure of your forced orgasm, mouth agape in a silent scream as your cum cremend his cock, creating a frothy ring of white at his base. Tomura giggled out a disgusting laugh, wiping the milky mixture and smearing it into your messy face, cooing at your disheveled appearance as he sped up his sloppy thrusts.

Just as you came down from your high, his hand suddenly pinned you back down by the neck, quickly cutting off any air as he whined above you, eyebrows creased as he fucked into your hot, messy pussy, “g-gonna cum— fill up y’pretty pussy,” he whined, using his thumb to softly poke and prod at both your lips and little puckered hole and causing you to jolt, tightening up around his again and sending Toura over to his own climax.

His ‘big o’ face was obscured by his tangled, dirty hair, a pathetically noisy groan resonating as he stilled inside you, pump after pump of warm, thick cum shot right in you. You cringed, so weak from your own finish that you did nothing but whine in protest as he slowly slipped his cock out, instantly jamming two of his lengthy fingers back in to keep his cum night and snug.

“Happy New Years, I—“

“fucking pervert.”’

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