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[thithesandofferings]

Piccolo x reader MDNI 18+ Daddy Kink

Was waiting on my fries when i decided to make this.

Piccolo doesnt always understand human traits all the time. Comes with the territory of being an alien he assumes. Some words mean others and multiple phrases can be indicative to a hint. Humans cant really get the essence of not saying whats on their mind, or keeping feelings to oneself. He's never really cared either. Its very easy to ignore the side looks and the tense shoulders when he says something that requires them to be truthful.

He hasnt cared. Not until you.

You twitter around his peripheral constantly. He wants to hear every syllable pass through your lips, he wants it on his darkened skin. To feel the worshipping ply of your laughter against his lips. He thinks that he'd like to learn every word and nuance you have to offer when you look at him like that. He thinks he knows you inside and out, every word ever spoken he has imbedded deep into his mind, carving and slicing- making room for only you.

Its a normal day when it happens. He asks you a question- he cant even begin to imagine what it was now, and you respond off handedly "Sure thing, Daddy". It has him pause briefly. You say it so casually that he doesnt even think you even knew what you said.

He ruminates on it for days, anger, confusion and a indiscernible heat resting in his belly. He knows for a fact that it is termed as a human paternal figure, but the way you say it...has him antsy.

So he asks. And you widen those pretty eyes and even he can feel the heat of your cheeks as you stutter out that you didnt mean to- it just. He isnt helping himself when he clenches his hands so tight and demands an answer out of you. He cant explain why he's even feeling so- its just a word.

You of course notice the dilemma. Always able to see under the crushed eyebrows and clenched teeth. It's probably best if you help him out.

"Well...you always take care of everyone Piccolo. You're so good to Gohan and the group...and me. You take really good care of me" You know youre playing with fire when you get closer and whisper Daddy into his pointed ears.

And then hes gone.

"Say it again, come on- again fuck" He enjoys breaking you down. Making a crying mess of you on his pillow. Something has him possessed as he punches his fingers into you-uncaring about the way you clench your thighs around his wrist to push him away. He just presses you down wracking a sob out of you when he suddenly pulls away.

"Say it again or I wont make you come" It has you babbling out "please omg daddy please touch me" in a heartbeat, losing complete thoughts when he spreads you wildly and fucks himself deep inside of you.

"Dont cry- you said I take care of you so be good and let me do that"

#dbz super #dbz piccolo #piccolo #piccolo x reader #thithesandofferings #churchboxconfession

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I loovveee your stuff!! Do you write anything for any other characters in the Yu-Gi-Oh world? Like marik?

Awww thank you for saying that. Happy to know you've been enjoying my joukai fics.

I'm not as confident writing other characters as I am with Kaiba and/or Jounouchi, which make up the vast majority of my work. That being said, I have written a few fics in the past from other YGO character POVs. Not Malik, though, sorry.

Pre-mortem (a Thief King Bakura/Atem ficlet)

Ablution (what if Ryou tagged along on the gang's Memory World adventures)

The History of Us (a post-canon Yugi/Anzu get-together romance)

Tomb of Horrors (a ficlet about tabletop roleplaying from Anzu's POV)

Argumentum ex silentio (a ficlet about Yugi's post-graduate life after Atem leaves)

Sins in Seven (a Kaiba Noa introspective piece from his POV, goes ham on the Judeo-Christian allegory)

Stories 2 and 3 of the Stay With Me series are told from Yugi and Anzu's POV, and Honda and Bakura's POV respectively

Fate Map is an incomplete gen biopunk novella, mostly told through Yugi, Yami, and Yami Bakura's POVs

Going forth by day is an incomplete Sherlock/YGO crossover, which has included Rebecca Hopkin's POV (what I have written of chapter 3 also features Anzu POV, but I have no steam to finish this one)

There you have it—the complete compendium of my non-Jounouchi/Kaiba-centered YGO fics. All of these were written in 2016 or earlier so your mileage may vary when it comes to the quality.

#replies #thithesandofferings #not that i think my writing is amazingly stellar now but i hope i've improved somewhat since 2016 😂 #my fanfiction #wild that i've written non-joukai stuff #still can't believe it

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Men sending dry texts is the online dating experience.

IT IS SO BORING LIKE ??? ARE U NOT EVEN GOING TO ATTEMPT TO ENTERTAIN ME..

#thotbox #thithesandofferings #A WASTE OF TIME TRULY

[stnexus]

sketching out plans…!

gojo satoru x black!fem!reader x geto suguru

college student + artist au

story masterlist

minors dni, 18+

summary: the world appears so much more colorful when you major in art. a balance between mystery and connection. you cannot, however, claim that the bond between you and your two best friends from childhood had the same balance. you were caught in the crossfire as everything went left between gojo and geto once you all entered the college scene. left to tackle your own conflicting thoughts while trying help to repair their friendship. your only question is: why did everything go wrong?

cw: nsfw, a little suggestive, mentions of sexual acts, no smut yet, pet names (no use of y/n), pining, poly!satosugu mentions, childhood friends to lovers trope, explicit language, bickering + petty arguments (not much in this chapter)

wc. 2.1k+

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CHAPTER TWO

“i mean what else is there to say?” geto’s voice floated through the spring air. “if he won’t give you an answer, i can’t help either. i have no clue what happened.”

“it’s something, suguru—”

“is this your way of blaming me, princess?”

you turned around, walking backwards for a brief moment on your path to the apartment pool with geto. a frown sat on his lips as he took in your words. but you shook your head curtly. his words make you let off a tired sigh before responding.

“what i’m saying is, there’s something we’re missing,” you stressed,voice putting emphasis on your words. “gojo isn’t one to hide anything.”

“trust me, i know,” geto said as he walked behind you. watching as you turn back around, your black slippers pitter-pattering against the stone pathway that leads to the gated entrance to the pool. his eyes raked over your body, taking in the hot pink swimsuit top against your brown skin, your bottoms hidden under a long sarong that was tied around your waist. a pattern that consisted of flowers that matched the color of the top adorned the fabric. unimaginable thoughts jumbled in his head, but his face showed no signs of any of them.

geto was a mess. he had been a mess since you all were younger, honestly. he had always attracted partners left and right. but, he always had his eyes set on two people in particular. sure, he engaged in being intimate with others — he even had a short-lived relationship that consisted of him and two partners. though that relationship ended horribly, but he only had himself to blame. he remembered them both storming out, going on about him not giving them enough within the relationship. they were not wrong, but he was trying his best. though he never could get over the fact that they were not the two people he saw every night in his dreams.

they were not you.

they were not gojo.

geto lost control for a while when he got to college. falling for anyone who set their sights on him. waking up next to people he knew he had no business being with. some nights, he even brought home people who merely reminded him of you and gojo. opting for not seeing their faces in certain positions, but still never satisfying his need to have you both to call his own. he would wake the next morning to their back facing him, letting the room fill with peace. only a low snoring was heard from the other side of the bed as he relished in the idea of the person being one of the two he was most familiar with.

“gimme your sunscreen so i can put it on your back,” you ordered as you made him sit in one of the lounge chairs. his back facing you as you had moved around him. pulling it from his pocket shorts, geto handed you the tube of sunscreen quickly. his fingers brushing over your own in the process. pulling the hair tie that held half of his hair up out of his hair, you worked to gather all of his hair and pull it into a man bun. the expanse of his broad shoulders fully revealed with his lack of a shirt, your stomach fluttering at the sight.

then his thoughts began again.

geto did not shy away from his feelings mentally. he knew he was in love with the two of you equally. so the events with gojo were like a slap in the face. they affected him much more than he had let on. but how could he show that when he knew you both would look at him differently if he were to confess? so, he had begun to cling on to hope that things would resolve themselves after a while — to no avail.

your hands running across his back, around his shoulders, and near the back of his neck were enough to plummet him into the many times he had wished you were with him daily. wished your arms were wrapped around him as you held him, running your fingers through his hair.

“here,” you said as your arm jutted out over his shoulder, handing him the tube of sunscreen back. geto’s own hand grabbed at your wrist subconsciously as he pulled your arm to him and pressed a kiss into your warm skin as you broke him out of his thoughts. an action that made your breath hitch in your throat.

that’s new, you thought.

but geto had no reaction to what he had done as he grabbed at the sunscreen. as if it were just a normal interaction between you two. muttering about something under his breath that you could not hear. then he stood quickly, pulling the lever on the lounge chair to allow the back to lay flat.

“lay down, let me put yours on,” geto almost demanded. “take the skirt off; you’ll be uncomfortable.” something had clearly gotten under his skin, especially with the way he had reacted unusually, but you figured it would be best to leave it alone. having already put sunscreen on the front of your body, you removed the sarong tied around your waist, a laugh leaving your lips at his proclamation of it being a skirt.

“it’s not a skirt,” your laughter caused your words to come out choppy, “it’s called a sarong.”

“skirt, sarong. you know what i mean, princess,” geto jokes even in his grumpy mood, watching as you throw the fabric over the arm of the chair and lay down.

dammit. maybe i shouldn’t have asked you to lay down. he thought as he watched you move in order to get comfortable on the lounge chair.

your braids had been pulled into a low bun, and your back on full display. usually, geto could hide his wandering eyes, but now he was lucky you were not facing him, as he got a better look than earlier. the pink swimsuit bottoms showing just the bottom of your butt as you laid down. holding in a groan, the man pulled himself together and readied the sunscreen in his hand, rubbing at your back gently.

“sugu…,” you sighed.

“hmm?”

“have you ever thought of being a masseuse?” you questioned half-jokingly. his hands felt amazing. too amazing. it was stirring up something inside of you that should not be making itself known. a certain feeling had begun to make its way between your legs.

“no, should i? how about i make it my side job?” geto chuckled, his eyes trained on your back.

“yeah, it feels good,” you sighed and it almost made geto fall apart. “charge like a hundred dollars for a massage.”

“you must want me to go out of business with those prices. one hundred dollars right from the start of the business?”

geto laughed as he finished with the sunscreen, standing to his full height as he looked at you. your eyes closed and your face relaxed. ‘relaxed’ — something that he wished you knew at all times. but with this situation with gojo, he knew you would never be relaxed if it were left up to them.

the time by the pool was well spent; a few people had been outside too, and someone had even shown up playing music from a speaker. the volume low and mellow as the lyrics of some slower songs had played out in their entirety. the sound droned out in the background as you and geto got into the elevator, waiting for the doors to slide close.

“wait, hold it!”

a voice called out in the distance, causing geto’s hand to jut out in order to stop the automatic doors. your head lifting from your phone screen to look at the entrance of the elevator. your bright-haired best friend making his way towards you and geto.

“be nice, sugu,” you said with a small smile as you greeted the man getting into the elevator, “hey, ‘toru!”

“hey, beautiful. geto.”

oh god, you internally groaned.

“gojo.”

“we just left the pool! we wanted to invite you, but you weren’t in your apartment when we got ready.” you tried to shift the conversation as the elevator ride seemed to drag on.

“maybe next time. got a little busy this morning. had to study for my exam in my biology class tomorrow,” gojo started with a light apology, a smile playing at his lips.

“oh, you study now?”

almost had it.

geto’s words broke between you and gojo’s conversation. just as the elevator dinged, signifying you were on the fourth floor.

“mhm. guess you could say i’m turning over a new leaf,” gojo answered dryly. but there was an air of something hidden behind his words as he exited the elevator.

gojo was telling the truth, somewhat. he had been out studying. but he was home when you and geto came knocking at his apartment door. his feet were quiet against his wooden floors, as he had known the distinct little knocking pattern you had used all the time. his hand jutted out slightly to reach for the door knob, but his movements halted when he heard geto’s voice on the other side of the door too.

his smile fading just a bit as he neared the door silently. looking through the peephole at you two on the other side. you stood in front of geto, a pretty smile laying across your glossed lips as a hopeful glint played at your eyes. you looked…beautiful. geto stood behind you in just black swimming shorts and a towel draped on his shoulder. his hair half up and half down, a style that you all had grown accustomed to.

the two of you…looked beautiful.

see this was not a case of gojo being jealous of you two. no, this…this was something else.

his hand hovered over the door knob still, eyes still peering out through the peephole as your smile seemed to falter just a bit. the lack of response definitely started to steal what hope you cling on to.

“he probably isn’t home...”

geto tried to lay it out lightly, it seemed. which gojo was somewhat thankful for as he watched you both saunter off, presumably towards the swimming pool.

gojo had begun to feel guilty for his actions as time began to tick by. not only towards you, but towards geto. it was purely jealousy that had him stuck in his ways. but once again, the jealousy was not aimed towards you and geto. no, he had felt a sense of longing for the both of you for quite some time — it was ridiculous to him, honestly. for a long time, he had thought that you three were meant to be together.

his jealousy was aimed at geto and the people he had watched geto bring home—

deciding he needed some air, gojo shook his head free of any thoughts. removing himself from the door as he grabbed some of his belongings and threw them into a backpack. the walk to his suv was quiet and quick. he did not want to run into any of you when leaving the building; surely that would make for an awkward story about how he had not heard you knocking.

the library.

he had decided he was going to go to the library. hell, you would probably be proud of him for thinking of going to the library rather than the pool. the thought made him push a little chuckle through his lips as he started the black suv. working his way through the parking lot.

he wanted the both of you in his arms. not to be distancing himself from geto, and ultimately feeling like he’s causing you stress. he had not learned to deal with his emotions, had not matured in a way that could allow him to feel like he would not be hurt if he were to just tell this all to geto. or maybe even to you. which he did not understand.

he never had a hard time expressing himself.

he never hid anything from you two.

he never held a grudge.

gojo had begun to wonder if he was experiencing heartbreak from someone he had never even been with. why was it making him so bitter? why did it make seeing geto’s face such a hard task? why was his brain a mixture of emotions when around the two of you?

this was not right; you two were his best friends. he needed to talk to you at some point. have a sit-down and just let everything out. but how? how would he even bring it up?

“hey, i’m in love with the both of you. you both drive me insane. i would give you both the world. also, i am so deathly afraid of geto hurting the both of us emotionally.”

gojo let out a laugh to himself behind the steering wheel.

“i sound like i’m losing my fucking mind.”

he was losing his mind.

#✧ read along #jjk au #jujutsu kaisen au #satosugu au #geto #gojo #satosugu #geto suguru #gojo satoru #angst #fluff #suggestive #geto suguru x black!reader #gojo satoru x black!reader #satosugu x black!reader #geto suguru x reader #satoru gojo x reader #satosugu x reader #geto jjk #gojo jjk #gojo x reader #geto x reader #jjk x you #jujutsu kaisen x reader #gojo satoru x reader #suguru geto x reader #gojo x you #geto x you #jjk x y/n #!black reader

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Day 29: Breeding with Ushijima Wakatoshi

Ushijima Wakatoshi x Fem. Reader

Word Count: 563 words

Warnings: breeding kink, creampie, unprotected sex, mating press, cervix kisses, mentions of oral sex (f! and m! receiving)

Synopsis: being a professional athlete that’s always surrounded by kids has its perks

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He was surrounded by children all the time. Whether it was through a PR promotion or because of fans he was always with them.

Being with them all the time meant that you often got to see how he interacted with them. Seeing how he would take them on his broad shoulders and run around to make them laugh struck something within you. You couldn’t help but think about how he would be with your own children.

Only if you knew he shared the same thoughts as you.

It’s a rare day off in his schedule and he plans to spend every second with you and in you.

In the morning he woke you up in his favorite way, with his head between your thighs and lapping at your cunt, still swollen from the prior night's events. Then he fucked you into the mattress. Then while he was making breakfast he bent you over the counter and fucked you full again. Then you personally thanked him for breakfast by sucking his dick while he was reading the morning paper.

The day was filled with multiple orgasms and endless rounds of fucking but still you were both insatiable. There was still that silent, hidden desire that you both shared.

Well that was until he was balls deep inside you and you cried out the words breed me.

Wakatoshi stopped mid stroke and looked down at you with wide eyes, debating whether it was just a figment of his imagination or you actually said it.

“Say it again.”

You furrowed your eyebrows trying to recall what you told him and once you did you bit your bottom lip, not wanting to see what his reaction would be.

“Come on, say it again and I’ll give you what you want. I’ll fill you with my cum and I’ll breed you.”

You chewed on your bottom lip for a few seconds longer then finally spoke, “please breed me Toshi.”

He let out a sigh of relief and lifted your legs to press your knees to your chest.

“I wanted to hear those words for so fucking long.”

He started thrusting into you with a newfound force, his thrusts were deeper and faster. He let out low mutters and promises of how he was going to breed you, to stuff you full to the brim with his cum. You had never seen this side to him before, never thought he had it. You thought with his busy schedule he wouldn’t want children but his actions proved otherwise and you were loving every second of it.

“With the amount of times I made you cum I know you’ll be bred properly and if not then I’ll do it again and again.”

He slid his hand down to rub your clit as he lifted your legs even higher, the tip of his cock kissed your cervix with each pump. His actions paired with his words had sent you straight into your orgasm, your pussy clamped around him tightly and he soon filled you with ropes of cum. Taking advantage of the way you clenched around him and milked his cock.

He let your legs relax and grabbed one of the couch pillows and tucked it under your hips, leaning down to kiss you once you were propped up properly.

“There we go, I’ll fill you up again very soon okay?”

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#semisgroupie kinktober #kinktober 2021 #hq ushijima smut #ushijima smut #hq smut #haikyuu smut #tw breeding kink #tw unprotected sex

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@thithesandofferings how dare you make me realize this...

*pulls out soapbox*

The original "sick of taking care of other people kids, but he love the hell outta them." Annoyed and TIRED (yes we making it a type) -Piccolo

Listen hear me out... I know he green, and an alien with real antenna... BUT we not gonna act like them arms aren't made for holding a body in ANY position. And that voice?? Listen....

I can see it now... You know he'd take you to some waterfall that no one knows about. Absolutely puts you in a full Nelson... In the air... Because why the fuck not? He tells you the waterfalls will shield your screams, but that's a lie, because the more he pounds into you the louder you scream. His chin just casually resting on your shoulder while he speaks in your ear like you're not being wrecked.

"That's a good girl. Let it all out, no one can hear you. I know you can be louder than that. Do I need to go deeper? I can feel me in your stomach, do you feel it? "

He knows you can't answer and that turns him on even more. Absolutely makes him thrust into you harder. Works you until your voice goes out and nothing but gasps and cracked squeaks pass your lips. He turns you around and sits you in his lap. Stares you deep in your eyes as he slow strokes you, filling you with ream after ream of cum.

When your body finally goes limp against him, he wraps his cloak around you and watches you sleep, gently rubbing your muscles.

#soapbox #piccolo #dbz smut #full nelson #my type #he needs sleep #why am i like this #my brain is mush #NCOB Soapbox

[thithesandofferings]

Title: Be-comings of Ardor- pt. 3

Synopsis: Raian is tired of waiting.

Tags: 18+ MDNI. Choking. Raian being nasty as per usual. Masturbation. PnV Fem! Reader, whos absolutely obsessed with Raian.

Authors Note: Tumblr made me repost this twice and im so heated. Thank you @hoe4rairai for the gif because they wouldnt let me do anything else... This was supposed to just be practice but- yknow some things dont always pan out that way

"C'mon- take my cock Master" He sneers. Its mocking and it only makes you clench tighter. "Cant-fuck- thought you could take me" Raian grins maniacally when he fucks roughly into you at the same pace as your hiccuping cries. Its about time he got you to shut up. All those desperate looks and stupid fucking questions just to have you exactly where you belong. Underneath him. Worshiping him with your tight wet cunt.

"All that big bad hero talk and now you're whining in my pillow"

"Hips up, I want to dig deeper into whats fucking mine. C'mon" He's laughing gleefully as he fucks into you, hips bruising from the force of his cocking driving into you. "You said 'please' so take what i fucking give you".

You dont know how much you can take, he's already come inside you more times than you care to count. Heated and slick and gushing out of you in embarrassing squelches, but you still hold your hips higher for more. No matter how badly they're shaking.

"I know" Raian mockingly coos "Is it starting to hurt? Hm? My Master having a hard time taking her demons cock? You want a break?" You cant even consciously nod before he's yanking you up against his chest and pounding you harder. He's holding you by your throat, keeping you upright. You're useless to try and do anything else. Warmth pulsing around him at his words. Doesn't help that he's right. And that you want him to keep going.

"Asking all those stupid-shit you're tight" fucking questions" He's growling as he moves your bodily so easily the way he wants, pressing you back down into the bed and holding your neck firm as he grounds into your g-spot. Laughing over your sobbing

"It's what you get for blue balling me all this time. You know what you did- so you'll be punished for it. Be grateful that your cunt even gets my cock"

Maybe you shouldn't have teased him for so long.

It starts small. Things of this nature usually do. Pieces of puzzles clicking and echoing in victory when they are launched into each other. It makes sense. Those pieces. For you and your demon are one in the same now. Hearts synced to beat together no matter location or time. It slows when you drift off to a dreamless slumber, and very nearly beats out of your bones when it trips over itself to catch needed blood flow. All you can think of is him. Every waking moment catches the scent of his ash. Makes the words clog through your throat when he walks pass. Tongue heavy with an itch that needs to feel- to taste.

You think at some points he very well may be able to read your mind. But it wouldn't be surprising when your souls are encapsulated to one another. The heated looks begin, and for days you feel scorched and burned. It wouldn't be so bad if you didn't return them in tenfold. You are unashamed at your desperate perusal over his body whenever you get the chance. Though you don't say much and you're strong enough to not need protection, when you do ask him things- it gets his blood bowling. His cock throbs when you look up at him and ask if he can open a fucking jar.

You? A human that has murdered countless of your kind just to greedily get your hands on him. You ask, pretty and pouting when you look up at him, if he can open a jar of pickles for you. Knowing that if you squeeze lightly, you could break the whole jar. It nearly makes him want to bend you over the counter, fuck that cute expression of faux helplessness into sobbing cries of his name. He doesn't care if there are onlookers. Let them see the demon claim his prize.

But he wont do it just yet, he wants to see what his quiet little master will do. Wants to see if you'll beg for it.

You didn't know why you were teasing Raian. He was in fact, a literal demon. But you couldn't seem to get passed the power trip of you having a practical shadow by your side. After the match you two were pretty inseparable. He was just a hair breath a way at all times. Except when you slept. Raian practically let no one touch you on the battlefield. Or anywhere really. The growling would begin and the heat would start to permeate through his hands. And you were not pressed to stop him. The Kure clan hardly gave you looks anymore and they practically ran to get out your way. And you're perfectly fine with that. Even getting closer to him just so you can have your piece and quiet.

It becomes a problem. Him. Raian. He becomes a problem. An insufferable tease. Passing by you so closely, just so you can feel him drag his weighted length against your back. Doesn't even say excuse me. You find that you don't want him to. He's a dick to you, but that really is just part of his nature, not something you can help when you're one of the most powerful demons on Earth. He makes you feel dirty for just staring at him. Especially because you know that he knows how much you want him.

You find that at night its keeping you awake. Heart racing, but you know its not your doing. Its his. You can hear him through your shared wall. One forced upon you once you got the demon. You hear the heated hiss and growl. Hitting his head on the wall when you know he's grabbed his cock tight. Slick sounds permeating both your rooms. He's vicious, talking to you through the wall. Knowing you're listening. "cant wait till i get my hands on that little cunt of yours" "Been practically begging me with those stupid eyes" "I'm going to fuck you into the ground, but i wanna hear you beg before you do it"

You don't really help your case, especially when you whine against his groans. Clenching your thighs when he talks like that. No one has ever spoken to you so disgusting before. So ashamedly. You've never had someone want you to this degree. You shouldn't be so excited about this prospect, but you were never the most sane to begin with.

When you finally get up the courage to go to the demon, he's talking to some of his clan members. You stand there, staring at the purpling veins clinging to muscle under his skin. Blonde hair damp from one of the fights he'd been in. Perusing and devouring his figure so greedily, you don't care if anyone notices. He's mid sentence, giving instructions that make your tummy quake, when you utter the word please.

The archaic demon freezes at your soft utter, you cant tell if the followers even heard you. He shoves them out of the way just to come as close as possible, chests touching and it almost scares you. How much his smile is so wide its cracking his face, his eyes turning red in the need to devour.

He quick to grab your face, you dont even try to stop it. You're tired of waiting.

"Knew it'd be a matter of time before you fucking begged for it."

#i- #no excuse #like i was supposed to just be writing pretty but... #anyways #raian x reader #raian kure #kure raian #kengan ashura #kengan omega #thithesandofferings

[thithesandofferings]

OP Sugar Mommies/Daddies Straw Hat Crew

Straw Hat Crew as Sugar Daddies(Mommies)-

::NSFW 18+ DNI : Luffy/Zoro/Sanji/Robin/Nami/Franky/Usopp

::Tags include: Petplay, teasing, zoro being mean, secce times. Hint of the word daddy, D/s Themes

::Authors Note: This is a reupload because the original post cannot be clicked on.

Part 2 here

Luffy-

-Whats mine is yours is his mantra.

-Will never not give you anything that you want.

-Doesnt really understand the concept of being a sugar daddy, nor does he have the concept of how much money he actually has.

He’s very confused, but if you give him plenty of food, hes happy.

Will give you his black card. Its yours now.

Not really one to initiate sex, but will fuck the shit out of you if you ask.

He just cant say no to those pleading eyes.

You dont even need to do anything to get money or sex from him.

He’s surprisingly very keen on the idea of breaking you.

Give him praise on how good he is at being a leader and you’ll be shown that incredibly stamina that hes famous for.

He’ll be greedy for it too. Not stopping until your begging him to stop.

But you asked for it didnt you? He’s just trying to take care of your needs.

Sanji-

Lingerie

Lingerie everywhere

He is so enamored by the way you look in lace and silk that he creates an entire lingerie company in your name.

Please dont tease him with walking around with his favorite work of art.

Will not hold back fucking you lovingly into the ground.

All that work he spent designing will be shredded and on the floor while he makes you scream his name.

Cannot believe you actually like him.

Cooks for you day and night. No matter how busy he is.

Gets him so hot just knowing you walked up to him and wanted this kind of relationship.

Will worship the very ground you walk on.

Eats you out like its his fucking job. Just know you’re not getting up until you completely understand how appreciative he is of you.

Will also give you his black card. Everything that he owns really.

Zoro -

You have to earn those cute little gifts he gets you

If you dont gag on his cock for more than 5 seconds, then maybe he’ll get you that diamond necklace you’ve been begging for.

Maybe add some tears and he’ll throw in a Birkin for moral support.

He’s a mean daddy.

This is his money and he’ll be damn if he gets a little pillow slut thats not gonna work for it.

Likes when you grin and act coy cause he knows he’ll have you sobbing in minutes.

Edges you for hours and the longer you make it, the more money you get.

Lowkey likes it when you nap with him- he’ll mentally think of taking a large chunk of your tuition when you sleepily nuzzle into his neck after a hard session.

Robin

Just like Zoro, Robin makes you earn it.

Into heavy petplay

Likes when you kneel and sit quietly whilst she reads a book.

Wants to see you crawl to her and beg for her money.

Grabs your jaw and coos when youre trying to explain why you need it.

She’s already put it in your account. She just wanted to see you ask politely for it.

Call her Daddy off-handedly and she’ll give you anything you want without question.

Likes to see you in the things she bought for you.

Especially likes to see you in her clothes, regardless if its something small like her socks or bracelets.

Dont bring her shopping with you. She’ll find a reason to fuck you in the changing room.

Tell you its your fault for looking so good.

Nami

She doesnt know how she got a sugar baby

It just happened.

The first couple of months will reluctantly give you money.

She knows how hard it is being poor so shes actually really generous when she does put the money in your account.

Nami has to see that you are a hard worker and willing to do anything.

Will blush hotly when you try to initiate anything.

Definitely will deny your advances until randomly she kisses you and pushing you against the wall.

You’ve just been doing so many things for her without complain. She needs to do something for you. Money is not enough anymore.

Overstims you because she thinks you deserve it.

Usopp

Is like Sanji in the “You chose me? No way!”

So overjoyed that you want anything from him to be honest.

Due to his inventions and status, he has made quite the name for himself and has more than he needs.

Speaking of his inventions, dont get too curious or he’ll wanna use them on you.

Loves your tear stained face after multiple orgasm from his little toys.

If you plead and beg that you just want him, he’ll go absolutely feral.

Apologizes for going so hard by buying anything you wanted.

He wouldve done so regardless, but the fact that you’re giving him so much just makes him want to give you the whole world.

Usopp is so weak for you, would definitely consider a real relationship with you if you so much just uttered a suggestion of it.

Franky

A teasing little shit

Literally has so much money to blow, but will tell you no just because he likes to get you mad.

Thinks your little tantrums are funny. When you start to pull away from him he will quickly grab you and force the money into your hand.

Insinuates that he will fuck you, but does everything but that.

Will ruin you when you least expect it.

Doesnt ever ask for permission at all.

Calls you into his office while hes working on something, only to have you bent over his desk minutes later. Making you pay for those cute shoes youre wearing.

Likes to ruin the things hes bought for you, just so he can have another reason to buy you things- and fuck you in them.

#one piece #one piece headcanons #one piece x reader #luffy x reader #nami x reader #zoro x reader #franky x reader #usopp x reader #sanji x reader #robin x reader #thithesandofferings #one piece smut

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  “Strength Training”

¶Pairing: Ichigo x Reader x White Ichigo:

¶Synopsis: Ichigo is known to be a little brass, but still very controlled. But sometimes, he just wants to let loose, he wants to see how far he can really go. Ichigo doesn’t know is own strength, but he’s very excited to experiment on you.

¶Tags: Overstimulation, Rough Sex, Biting, Marking, Overall Possessiveness, Mating Press, Hollow..sex?

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You know that Ichigo hasnt been around anyone weaker than you in a very very long time. And he doesnt mean to say that like its bad thing. Everyone around him is practically immortal.  Honestly, every time he talks about how "weak" you are, his get a tad darker. But its gone in a blink and you are confused if you even saw it. You even think you saw a tinge of yellow briefly. But you tried not to really think about it. 

But that was just poor foresight on your part. 

Because its so easy to forget how strong ichigo is. How he just..picks you up and softly manhandles you if you just happen to be in his way. Makes your thighs squeeze together so tightly when he picks you up by the waist and helps you grab that thing from the top shelf. He does it so often that he'll do it instinctively. Even around others. And will always have the audacity to blush and tell Renji to shut up when he teases him about it. 

One time you mentioned about your insecurity of maybe being heavy and the way Ichigo looks at you- as if you had insulted him, and says,

"I throw enemies 10 times the size of you with one hand, I doubt a few pounds will do anything to my physique" And you hope he doesnt catch the shiver trapping down your spine. 

What also makes it even worse is when his hollow comes around and snickers at you for it. Aiding in the torture that is ichigos strength. The hollow loves the thought of considering himself a Prince to you. Willing to carry you to the kitchen bridal style just so you can get a drink of water. You adore them both, and you dont mind getting carried, so you dont mind indulging them.

So when its movie night and midway you are lifted up into Ichigos lap, you think nothing of it. 

Until he starts kissing your neck and grinding up into you slowly. Making sure to grab your hips, with steady strong hands, strong enough to make sure you dont move. 

"You okay?" he whispers, its muttered fast, as if he's singularly being the only reason he's holding back. 

But you wouldnt mind if he did more. 

And so you that. And his grip becomes tighter 

Hands tugging and pulling a little too hard and youre a little struck surprised when squeezes your tits disrespectfully. He's usually so gentle, concentrating on you- always wanting you to come first. 

His hands are hot as he grabs on to rapidly moving downward until he pulls you closer, your back hitting his chest as he spreads your legs wider, hard enough to leave bruises. 

"Want more princess?" The gravel snickering makes you freeze. Huff out an astonished breath as a white hand close fully around your still clothed cunt. And the other gripping at your neck.  Cupping and squeezing as he waits for your surprise to abate. 

"I've seen how you look at me Princess, like you wanna see how someone like me can make you scream. And I can, beauty- you wont ever have to question it again." He squeezes your cheek and hes too eager and gripping too hard, but you moan regardless. The pain is divine. 

You have to try to sit up and clear your head while he's kissing down the back of your neck because 

"I-ichigo, what about-"

"You dont need to worry about King, he's right here- waiting. He's just decided that its about time to share his prize" The yellowed eyes and twisted mouth were definitely put upon in a pout. As if theyve been arguing about this for a while. 

"Think King just likes to tease me, making sure to call me every time you two fuck- to watch him slide his cock in you and not be able to touch you." You gasp as he wrestles you and flips you underneathe him. Its so easy for him to use his brute strength. Crowding your space and forcing you to wince and put your hands on the arm of the couch, with a gruff "keep them there" that oddly sounded like Ichigos voice, as he slides a slender finger inside of you. 

"Fuck youre already so wet, you wanted to fuck me? Couldnt wait until you got your hands on me huh, is it hot knowing that your boyfriend and I are one in the same- that we want the same thing?" He leans in further towards your lips, brushing them back and forth, grinning when he bites your lips so hard they bleed a little. 

"To ruin you. Throw you around and make you feel it."

"All wet and desperate just because im manhandling you."

"Ha. I doubt it, you both dont have the guts to even fuck me the way I want"

And maybe you should have kept your mouth closed, because you see a flash of both the Hollows and Ichigos eyes go gold and still. 

He grabs your jaw hard, forcing your mouth open to slide his hollow tongue into your throat, making you gag. The kiss is famished. Hot, and wet- messy. Saliva dripping down the side of your chin as you try run away. His laugh becoming maniacal, and he chases you and ruts his cock against you. Barely paying mind to the small ounce of clothing that your wearing, you can feel every part of his dick through his pants. Him only pausing to bite at your bloodied lips before shoving his tongue back down, iron filling your mouth. 

And you're starting to get whiny, you want him inside now. 

"So fucking cute, begging like that- cant believe he kept this from me."

The Hollow grumbles this as he sucks big dark bruises into your neck that sting. And from the looks of it, itll look like you've been mauled tomorrow when you see everyone. Ichigo looks pleased as punch at that thought. 

"You want it?" You can tell that its your orange haired lover at this point, but he is...different. Grabbing his cock and smacking it against your slit- hard. 

But you dont run, if anything you want more. Anticipation overriding any emotion as he slides your sleep shorts to the side. Humming and pinching your clit meanly making you squeal and try to close your legs. He holds your legs open so easily, no matter how much you struggle. And you hope you dont moan loud enough for him to hear how much that turned you on. 

He pins your hands harder above the couch, pushing them further down into the cushions, your readiness liable to kill you. 

Ichigo pauses for a moment, considering- before he completely rips open the crotch part of the sleeping shorts- leaving a gaping hole of fabric falling off. Him humming about how much better it is. About how much he wants to abuse your cute insides. Make it theirs so no one else will ever have to touch you again. 

He folds you in half, feet close to your ears, and he slides into you before you can even blink. Hole convulsing around you as he buries his dick deep. He's gritting his teeth as he shoves his cock into you, so hard its making you yelp. He's completely flushed, eyelashes fluttering and eyes flickering from Ichigo and hollow in blinks as he processes the pleasure. Groaning when he hits your spot perfectly over and over. 

Fucking Ichigo always feels like a warm river, nice and flowing and steady- sometimes changing- but comfortable, nonetheless. But it seemed today, he had an agenda, fucking into you without prep. It makes you choke on your own breath as pleasure and pain crash down on you tenfold. The maniacal laughter is the only thing that makes you remember that the hollow is still there. Making sure you feel wave after wave of pleasure. Not taking long to come crashing down. Screaming at how brutal and intense he's got you. 

"Such a good fucking hole. Fuck, youre gonna make me come already." He doesn’t mention that he plans to keep going until you’re fucked braindead, especially when you realize he hasn’t gone soft at all. Coming inside you and continuing to thrust, loving the way you cry out of oversensitivity and try to push him away. Ichigo grabs both your thighs and forces you closer, making sure you're encasing him fully in warm heat and it makes you scream at being filled so full and so fast again. 

"You can take it until i come right?"

#bleach #ichigo #ichigo kurosaki #ichigo x reader #bleach x reader #im crying its fine we're fine. #thithesandofferings

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Title: The Be-comings of Ardor

Summary: You win the Demon Kure Raian as a prize. Now its up to you to get you to acknowledge him.

Pairing: Raian x Reader

AN: To be very honest, I just wanted something to write. Based of the excerpt from here . I wanted to write a slow burn Raian x Reader but...i didnt know the plot so uhm...you get him as a demon... Also this fandom isnt as big so really 8 people could read it and id be fine.

Tags: Descriptions of violence. Slow...slow burn. Eventual smut. Multi-chaptered. Nothing too crazy. I havent decided if I wanted to get any crazier lol. Honestly this is just an excuse to learn how to write descriptively so please bare with me.

You are drenched when you are told about your prize . You don't have time to dwell on past lives sticking and caving into your skin. Becoming an uninvited home in your nails. Teeth aching from the minute grinding of bone. Gums stained sticky with blood that isn't yours. Acrid air pours through your lashes as you try to blink through the chaos staining the marrow of your skull. There is an in-depth ignorance when you stand on your enemies. Your hunger docile only by the swaths of meat you have taken. Pealing and rotting underneath your tongue. You can taste their rage and despair. It feels like condemnation.

The Kure family is filled with demons. Gifting you a malevolent spirit for your victorious slaughter is an inconsequential choice. An ancestor long since passed. Has been alive since the world had begun to form. You do not dwell much on it. Empty... Distant and unsure of who you are at the present. Wondering if the sands at your feet have packed your soul away too.

They tell you with unsteady hands and sympathetic looks that "no one has ever been able to handle him properly." Glee tugs at simpered lips when they whisper that you will surely die if you cannot handle it.

It. Primordial. Eldritch almost in nature. The demon has ruthlessly taken countless. Sharpening its tongue with hollowed bones for the sake of good weather. They produce photos of him. The clans black eyes shimmer with thoughts of humiliation and desire to ruin when they show you their past relative. He's a God in their roving eyes. To finally ascend is a gift to them. You are driven by an instinctual tug to move when you do see the creature. He was a beast even in his former life. Hulking mass with a propensity to maim and kill.

Contempt licks up the path of your skin at the thought of fearing him. You are greeted immediately with an unbecoming emotion that impales you. Greed. A snarling voice unlike your own, claws through your numbing brain. He is yours. Your honor cannot be tampered when you think about the battles you fought and won to earn him. A cruel heat scatters your skin and you think briefly that it may be possession. You shrug it off as an afterthought.

You have always known that gluttony and greed ring soundly in your blood. Now is not the time to dwell on ideas and dreams.

The grim faces of men circle you in the centerfold to perform the ritual, bringing the archaic demon. You have killed enough men to honor its terms. The air is stale with apprehension and slighted fear. You have to prove that you're worthy, even after all the lives strayed across the sand. If you are not, then your life- and the men around you, will end.

You've never been much afraid of death.

The whispers bring forth laden wind. Wet and dense, petrichor aching to dig its teeth into your skin. There is an unnatural silence once the mutters of ancient tongue cease. Crickets noises snuffed out with the unease of the earth as it waits.

Your body knows the moment he is there. The heat almost searing at the back of your neck when he stands behind you. His massive frame slicing through the permeable silence as you hear the shuffling of the men almost forgotten. Your eyes are closed and yet you can still almost taste the ephemeral life that is behind you. The age weighs heavy on your bones. Ancient. Like they said. Inhuman in a way that makes you think that your future is just to be leftovers for him. His frame claws at you. Shadows peeling across your skin, scalding and feverish, beckoning you to turn around.

You are not one to back down from a challenge.

He takes the form of a human. Flinty, barely holding his power into the meat suit he prostrates himself in. He's the biggest thing you have ever seen in your life. Muscles fight for space, veins bulge and quake proudly. His strength carries him as he strides towards you in slow, decadents steps. Hulking in mass. He is a monster. Teeth sharpened with sharpened glee. Lips spread too wide for it to be comfortable. Skin peeling on the corners, blood tunneling to the front. There is madness in the poisoned whites of his eyes. Black ink devouring you, crumbling your resolve when you look at him. They're like nothing you've ever seen before. Archaic, unnatural- predatory when he accesses you. An ancestral look you know all too well, the look of suddenly finding prey. Gravity finds a way into the black holes that suffocates his gaze. It makes your knees tremble. You are not ready to discuss why it is not fear that echoes and tracks the shivers in your hands.

He is so close that you smell him. Ashen and bloodied earth clog your senses and you have to quickly blink away the tears from the strength of it. It mellows your brain, cleaning the abject cobwebs littered across.

You're distracted enough that you cant run from the grip he has on your wrist. Pinching and crunching the already bruised flesh, you know he is assessing you. His stare burning and muted, you feel like an insect.

His manic gaze suddenly cools, air becoming increasingly stale and scarce. He lets go off your wrist, throws it more like, and begins to walk toward the people you had briefly forgotten existed.

"Raian, we are so glad that-" There is a choked and horrid crack as you hear the mans body falls listlessly to the ground.

"Shut up and find me something to eat before I decide its going to be you." There is a stalled millisecond of silence before the group shuffles away with their ancestor in front.

The one who never looks back at you again.

Your so called prize no longer even acknowledges you.

The ache of death and fear permeates your bones. Muted until now, it is time for you to go home. A small smile cracking the edge of your lips.

#raian x reader #kengan ashura #kengan omega #kure raian #raian kure #thithesandofferings

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Dom Types- Black Clover Edition +++

+Synopsis+ Some of the characters as Doms 

+Characters+ Various 

+Tags+ MDNI 18+. BDSM themes. Pet names. GN! Reader. Overstimming. Edging. Possessiveness. They just wanna make you feel good. 

+Authors Note+ My first headcanon into this fandom and its just heathenry. As it should be. These were my thoughts for 170 episodes so....here ya go. 

Soft Doms+ So sweet to you. Has the hardest time saying no to his sweet baby. Theyre calling you every pet name in the book. Coos at you softly when you whine about taking his cock. “Its okay sweetie, i’m almost in- look at it baby” . Holds your face as he fucks into you, making sure you look at whos making you feel so good. Stays nudging the spot that makes you feel good, wiping your tears softly as he nudges into your throat. Smiling softly when you look up at him. “Shh shh its okay pretty, just a little more- i know you can be good and take it.”

=== Licht, William Vengeance , Rill, Gordon, Fuegoleon, Sekke-, Henry, MARX

Mean Doms+ As the name portrays they are sooo mean. No nonsense. Completely unforgiving when they fuck into you. Enjoys your tears immensely . There's nothing like making you cry on a Sunday morning. Gets them harder than a rock. Between the darkened bruises and scathing words- did you really think that you were going to survive? Let alone come? If that's not in their agenda well that's that. Doesn't matter if they’ve edged you with their mouth, your begging is cute. Cant wait to slip inside you and tell you that you cant come, clenching your walls around their cocks as you try and stave off your orgasm.  “Be good and let me use you. Give me whats mine.” Just know, bratting off to them will get you not coming for a week. Aftercare is 20/10 tho. 

=== NACHT, Domnatio Kira, Gauche, LANGRIS, mereoleona, jack the ripper, Zora, LUCK, Rhya, Dante Zogratis 

Service Doms+ Will literally do anything you want. You wanna come? How do you want it? Before you can even finish uttering the request, they’re already moving forward to the task. Moving and pushing your body the way you asked it to be. Had a bad day? That’s okay, he’ll finger you until you’re begging him to stop. But he’s gotta make his baby feel good. Holds you waist down to make sure don’t go anywhere. You have to run away sometimes because once their face gets buried between your thighs- they’re not leaving. Always whispering “just one more yeah? you can give me one more” He’s licked up everything you have to give to him.  Still controls your movements in minor ways- guiding through your pleasure for their pleasure. 

=== Gadjah, JULIUS, Fuegoleon,  Nozel, Yuno, Klaus. Yami. FINRAL, Magna, Mars 

#I can finally sleep #there is just three i just didnt wanna do a deep dive lol #black clover #black clover x reader #black clover headcanons #yami x reader #fuegoleon x reader #nozel x reader #nacht x reader #william vengeance x reader #yuno x reader #thithesandofferings

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hii can you do another yandere piccolo dbz x reader ? nsfw or sfw whatever you feel like writing !!!!

Y'all make me act up with him. Can't even watch the show the same. @z0mb1tch

This was supposed to go somewhere but....scent kink it is.

MINORS DNI 18+ NSFW: Yandere themes. Some stalking. Scent kink (reader likes how piccolo smells). Masturbation. Public themes.

Piccolo is constantly shocked by you. By your power levels, your intellect- your ever present humaness. And with that human...ness, he can never tell what you're going to say. So when he freezes when you lean over casually and sniff him- saying how much you love the scent of him, what is he supposed to do? He already finds it hard to keep his distance from you. Even if he knows where you are at all times, he still tries. Tries not to look at your internet history to see what you look up and what you touch yourself to. Makes sure to not make contact with you ever, because he thinks if your skin brushes him one time he's going to have you facedown. And piccolo absolutely knows that you see him only as a friend, that you may have a lover on earth. Doesn't seem to stop him from grabbing his dick while in the middle of a training session. Hiding his presence away from you so he can have some time alone. He can imagine what you look like on your knees. Grinning up at him and showing him how much you like his scent. He'd close his eyes and grab your head so he could push you down, so you can breathe in his scent. He hopes you'd let him just grind on your face so that it'll just stay. Hopes you'll do that excited gasp and whimper when you mouth him and choke him down. Wants to hear you moan around him when he forces you to pick up the pace. Hes thrusting his hips upward even faster in his fist, grunting when it chafes because he knows your near. Tips nearing purple with how hard he is, vicous fluid flooding his palm, making it easier to move, to pump faster. It twitches every time he thinks about slamming into your throat. Can't stop a full bodied moan when he thinks about the tears in your eyes. He wants to fuck you so bad. Slick sounds are hushed by his strained cursing and biting back the noises that sound like your name. He can't help but fuck into his fist harder. He hates that he'd doesn't have something warm and wet surrounding his length. He hates that he doesn't have you. You're approaching the rock when he does come- spurting and travelling up to his chest. Making him quickly have to wipe up before you're grinning and saying you found him. He has to beg himself to continue the training session, even if you've uttered a happy sigh and mentioned how strong his scent is right now...and how much you like it even more.

#piccolo x reader #piccolo #dbz #dbz x reader #dbz fanfiction #thithesandofferings

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:::Wake Up Shinra!:::

:Synopsis: Shinra’s Crew waking up with you 

:Characters: Reno. Rude. Tseng. Rufus.

:Tags: SFW! GN!Reader. Domesticity. Forehead Kisses. Reno looking at you like he’ll die for you. Breakfast in bed. Doggies in bed too. Rude being himself.

:Authors Note: I just.... Really thought that @brilcrist​ photo series of Shinra’s crew morning had to be written in words. It was just so beautiful! I love their work! Please go check them out! Credit to the photo here.

Reno

"Do you really gotta go? C'mon theyre never gonna notice if you dont come in" You want to turn around and reprimand him , but you know if you turn, he'll get his wish. God he's beautiful, laying there like that, clutching your pillow against him. If you sneak a glance you can still see his face smashed into it, smelling your scent. Blinking sleeping up at you- waiting for you to come back to bed. You're not going to admit it, but you melt. This is your Reno, without the cool façade and the quippy words. The one who looks at you like you're his world. That he's ok with looking at you and nothing else ever again. Soft skin and hair that smells like your shampoo that he insist is so much better than his. He's always so warm in the morning. Making you want to bury your face in his chest while he rambles about something or another. Legs intertwining around the sheets. Secretly rolling your eyes because those sheets were thousands a Gil. Knows Reno sleeps naked because of it. You feel his stare now in the back of your head and you sigh knowing you cant win. He's grinning cockily when you do turn, holding the sheet out and making space for you. "C'mere, how about just ten more minutes" You know, even as you slide into the spot he kept warm for you, that you wont be leaving that soon.

Rude

Rude who never wants to wake you up in the morning. He knows its early so he'll do his best to get up quietly. But when you get up with him, just to be in his space, he is secretly grateful. There's a routine, making the bed, eating breakfast while you both watch the sunrise. Speaking quietly about the day ahead and what you plan to get up  to. But he waits for little moments. The moments where you yawn and press your face into his back as he cleans up his shave. Mumbling about how tired you are into the heat of his skin. You say he always smells good, but he hasn't done anything special so he just lets you say whatever you want. He'll grunts in acknowledgement, turn around silently to stare at you-waiting. Waiting for you to reach up and grab his freshly shaved skin and kiss his forehead, then his nose, and then his lips. The giggle you do relaxes his shoulders and sets his purpose to leave for the day. He doesn't want to leave, he’d rather stay with you; He would do this everyday with you if he could. But he's ok if he gets to wake up and have just one more kiss.

Tseng

Tseng is the epidemy of orderly. Not a hair out of place, no shirt untucked. You love that Tseng, but you think you love Tseng even more when he is heaving a sigh out of bed. Black hair falling across his face, clothing wrinkled. Brushes over to kiss your forehead softly, smelling softly of warmth and laundry. He wont admit it, but sometimes he hums softly while he's getting ready. Its heady and low, comfortable enough to lull you back to sleep easily. But you love watching the process of Tseng getting ready. You get to see the sun filter into his hair and kiss his shoulders. Hear the shirt ride past his arms, the clicking of the buttons coming together, the tie tightening against his throat. Rubbing the lotion that is definitely yours, over soft fingers. He'll look at you sometimes, heavy and weighted, wanting to say something. Only to turn around and continue to put his shoes on. You dont ask him to stay, because you know he wont, but just to come back home to you- however it may be.

Rufus

Rich and luxurious sheets cradle the both of you. You cherish these moments, when he hugs you a little bit tighter and his frown is almost nonexistent. Where he stares and there's expressions in his eyes that he’s only saved for you. There is always a knock on the door, breakfast in bed. Specific foods for specific days. At least for Rufus it is. He only eats because it will give him more time to spend with you, but he’s not going to say that. He does flick your nose at the grumble of eating so early. This moment he doesn't dare talk about work, this moment is his. Demands that you shower with him, to wash his hair if you're feeling "useful". Shakes off his glower when he's come back, immaculately dressed and sees you back in bed with his silk robe on- cuddled with the dog. He wont waste his breath again when he demands that there will be no dogs in the bed. You never listen, you look him in the eye as you nuzzle your new warm pillow- his tell wagging in content. He'll make sure to tell you tomorrow, when he isn't so busy.

#Me trying no to cry its fine #FF7 Remake #ff7 reno #ff7 rufus #ff7 rude #ff7 tseng #reno x reader #rufus x reader #rude x reader #tseng x reader #ff7 turks #Final Fantasy 7 #final fantasy vii #final fantasy headcanon #thithesandofferings #ff7 x reader

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××Kinktober Title: “And We All Fall Down”

××Synopsis: He’s cocky enough that he thinks he needs a prize for his glorious, fiery achievement. And he has chosen you, a local villager, as such prize. It only makes sense if he fucks you on the ground he’s burned.

××Tags: Villian! Sephiroth x Reader, Public Themes, Top!Seph, Bottom! Reader, Dub-con themes, Dirty Talk, Knife Play, Choking, Capturing the Flag- ...so to speak. 

xxKinktober Masterlistxx

It’s hot.

His skin drips with perspiration, but he's not the only one soaked. Not the only one gripping his Masamune for dear life. His cute little prize. Usually, he isn't so in tuned with the feeling of victory, he has won all things in his life since a very young age. But you, oh you were a joy to chase. It didn't matter if you knew Neibelheim better than him, he tracked you down- earned you. The unerring feeling of achievement did not abate when you fought him tooth and nail to get away from him. Humming in satisfaction when you kick him in the chest hard enough to cause him to grunt in surprise. He likes that you have a bit of fire in you- so to speak. He's always thought that his humor was misplaced, but when he pushes you face first into the charred ground, lungs coughing up smoke, he thought you looked quite bewitching with flames dancing on your wet cheeks.

You make him want to... keep you. He'd planned to throw you away as soon as he was done, leave in the embers that were left of Neibelheim. But the way you look at him, not resigned to your fate- but willing to do anything to keep yourself alive, even the cut of your eyes and jerking of your pulse when you look into his reptilian eyes- he knows you're staying.

The hiccupped gasps when he moves you however you want is getting him harder by the second, especially when you don’t move an inch of where he put you - trusting him that he'll take care of you…well that does something to him doesn't it?

You, in no simple words, tell him not to touch you, to not fuck you at all. But he had different plans. Plans that involved his other half- Masamune. He feels sadistic glee as he works you open with three fingers so the hilt can glide into you smoothly. He wants you to feel every part of his weapon stretching you out, wants you to feel owned by him. Sephiroth feels a little glee brush against his stretched teeth when you try to protest, and it melts into a moan when he quirks up his long fingers and abuses that little button that makes you scream.

He wants to see your eyes when he takes you with Masamune. And you let him turn you around, let him lean over you and kiss your lips in a form of false comfort. You surprisingly relax even further when he takes his other hand and closes his fingers around your throat. Letting the hilt of the sword enter so readily, fabric becoming soaked around the weapon. He can see you tighten around it, just like he'd imagine you'd do his cock, making slick noises as he pulls in and out slowly. Cherishing your first moan and looking you in the eyes as he does it. You stare back at him, barely fearful of your life literally in his hands, and when he squeezes his hand and cutting off your breath entirely- he hears you moan louder and beg.

For him.

The please you whisper at him, makes him lose just a little control as he fucks the hilt of the sword harder into you- and ah you're crying again. This time in unadulterated pleasure. Not caring that you're surrounded by the death of your city or the fire so so close to you. It flickers and you flinch away, but it doesn't stop you from grounding down on his sword like you need it to live. And when you come it’s a surprise to both of you, with you squeezing and pleading his name asking for more but taking whatever he's willing to give…it looks like he is taking his prize home permanently. He'll make sure you never ever want to leave. Though he doubts it will take much convincing.

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Sorry sorry i didnt want to make a whole fic so here are my rambling thought THIS IS SO NASTY IM SO-

In regards to this post here

not proofread because i dont wanna die again reading it

MINORS DNI 18+: Threesomes, Daddy kink, throat fucking, slight degradation- reader is getting a dicking of a lifetime.

The 3 baddies of Shinra sharing and you think you know what you're getting into. You think you can handle them- but you cant. You realize this on hour three when they switch positions again and dont seem to want to stop. Their stamina is out of this world and by now youre limbs are numb. But Genesis still drills his cock into you, grabbing your face and smooshing your cheeks - cooing at the copious drool that escapes your open mouth.

Makes your jaws tighten around Sephiroth as he slowly thrust into your mouth. Green half- lidded eyes stare at you and for a moment, you're afraid he really will eat you. He's chuckling because he saw your nervousness when he pressed his wet cock against your cheek. And now your head is hanging from the bed- easier access while he grabs your throat so he can move it up and down his length. "Look at how good you're taking my cock, I know you like it when I use you- come on show me how much. Use your tongue more" Hearing the gluck gluck only makes you tighten around Genesis and listen to him hiss. They think you looks so pretty underneath them, bruised up and soaked by their dicks. "Come on gorgeous, show them how well you can take my cock".Doesnt help at all when Angeal is eating you from where you and genesis are connected, catching every bit of liquid. Sucking and bruising the perimeter of your hole. Sticks another two fingers inside you, because sharing is caring. It has Genesis fucking you harder when Angeal licks up against his length tasting you. Spits down where you two meet just so he can hear how wetter you get. Theyre so mean to you, wont let you come until you've begged with your body enough. Ass heated and bruise because you forgot Angeals title. But he understands you're getting fucked dumb so he'll teach you to call him Daddy until it sticks. Even if he chastises that its "improper to talk with your mouth full" and to "Thank Daddy for cleaning up your mess" Sephiroth not letting you catch a breath when he's deep inside, going at an inhuman pace, just so he can see you cry a little so overwhelmed and so overstimulated. Doesnt give him a reason to stop though.

"Think our toy likes to be played with hm" But Genesis isnt even talking to you, they havent been all night. Calling you doll and sweetheart, carrying on with the same tone when he calls you his little slut. Smacking your cheek a little when you glower at him. He wants respect and he wants you to earn it. Keep being bratty and he wont come inside you, no matter how much you plead. Making comments about your body that has you heating up and gushing. Acting as if you werent there. Kissing and licking against each other while they used every hole you had. Coming on you and inside of you- marking you as theirs. Manhandle you into a position they want- regardless of the whines, they know you'll like it anyways. Take what they give you. But even then they want you to beg for it a little.

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:::Title::: I'm Dreaming...Right?

:::Synopsis::: A mysterious man seems intent on giving you a hard time while you're sleeping.

:::Tags::: Nacht x Reader, Slight NSFW themes. Fem!Reader. Use of the phrase "good girl" and one singular sweetheart. Praise kink. Nacht...being Nacht. Slight Corruption kink.

:::Authors Note::: I dreamed this....There's not near enough Nacht He's a menace, and he's not even hiding it.

You know you're dreaming when you wake up with a white gown.

Lacy and delicate and passing mid-thigh. Unlike the uniform you donned that night, you thought you looked like a little angel. Scoffing at the thought of being anything near angelic, you failed to notice the dark haired man at the edge of your bed. You very nearly jump out of your skin when he makes a little huff in amusement.

"You need to practice your self-awareness. I could have been a demon" His voice is calm and quiet, but his bland smile is inherently disconcerting. 

You dont ask him why hes here. You just know you deem it ok to stare at him and his icy blue eyes in reverent awe. You think, because its a dream, you can look right?

His stare bores into you and you cant really help the heat that pools into your stomach when he lifts up a hand and quirk his two fingers.

"Come here" Its an octave lower than his previous impolite statement and it takes a few breaths for you to not squeeze your thighs together.

He seems like the watchful type, you think. 

"I will not repeat myself again hurry, before I change my mind" Disobeying him just felt like a bad idea . 

You seem to forget all propriety and crawl towards the edge of your bed. Bringing yourself in front of him and sitting on your knees. Your face coming close to his sternum. He smells of leather and earth, hints of sulfur intermingling and hidden

You want to bathe in it, and that notion freaks you out a bit

This is a little vivid for a dream isnt it?

Theres pressure on your head and you shiver as you look up at him.

"At least someone in this muddled group can take orders." You feel your face heat at the indirect insult and praise. You lick your lips before speaking for the first time, struggling to push down the feeling when his cold eyes track the movement.

"What do you want from-"

"You're good." He interrupts you, putting a finger on your lips to shush you. You are honestly annoyed, but confusion outweighs even that. 

What he said was kind of stupid. Of course youre good. You wouldnt be with stupid team if you werent. Being good was a requirement at this point.

He keeps talking as if he doesnt feel your annoyance, taking his pointer finger off your lips and replacing it with his thumb, distracting enough to fluster you.

"Youre purehearted in your intentions for saving the kingdom." You know, even if you dont know him, that it is wholehearted and truthful. He has deemed you worthy

And god you cant help but preen at the compliment. Your face heats up even further and you also cant help but want to break eye contact, but he doesnt let you. Grabbing your chin with his finger and thumb and squeezing your cheeks, his dark eyes lighting up in amusement.

"Whats this? You like me telling you how good you are, a good little girl who saves kingdoms hmm?" He brings his face closer, voicing a pleased noise when you whimper.

He slips a thumb in your mouth when you gasp at his words, evermore pleased when you lick shyly and close your warm mouth around it.

Makes him want to ruin you. Put something else in your mouth just so he can see that foggy fucked out look you already have in your eyes.

"So sweet, so obedient already. You'd be a good girl for me wouldnt you sweetheart?" You cant help squeezing your thighs together this time. You dont know whats gotten ahold of you. You know you just dont let anyone push their thumb in your mouth. You hardly even let anyone touch you at all.

At that thought, it has you frowning and backing away from his scent, his overwhelming aura. Its scary how much you want to lean in and bask in him.

"I dont even know you- you cant just-" He catches you lightly by the throat to hold you still, making sure he squeezes enough to get your attention, before he presses two fingers inside your mouth objectively shutting you up.

You know if this wasnt a dream you would be screaming and kicking, but its- you cant help but moan. You taste magic on his fingers and it should embarrass you how much you suck harder.

He surprised at how willing you are, perceptive enough to know that its because its him that youre doing it. Greed eats at his heart when he starts to move his fingers back and forth. Mimicking how you would take his cock, and you greedily slurp-looking up at him with such doe eyes. A need to please- a hint of shame, for giving in so easily.

"You will know me soon enough" He is slightly bereft when he takes his fingers out of your mouth, forlorn because he knows hes running out of time. Still that doesn't stop him from using his slick fingers to tap your cheek teasingly.

"You will know who owns you, we'll figure out a title that you can call me later-" You shove his hand away from you, shaking your head to clear your abject lust for him.

"’M not calling you anything no sir o-or master or nothing you weirdo" He stares at you while you stutter and shake and is increasingly amused.

He likes the fire you have. Cute thing you are.

"Pretty thing, I cant wait to see your devotion." With another heated swipe of your lips, you blink and he's gone. Leaving you shaking and cold in your white lace, and…missing the smell of earth and sulfur.

Now to just wake up.

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