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vixensp1ce · 18 days
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fem!reader, uni au
There's a stranger in your bed, and he's fucking you better than any of your boyfriends have before.
Veritas Ratio pistons into your abused cunt, puffy and raw from his tongue, fingers, and cock. It's slender but long, almost elegant in shape, reaching so deep into you that you're nearly satisfied by him bottoming out alone.
But you're not so easily filled. And it's part of the reason why you're out on town, having finally freed yourself of your previous boyfriend, looking for a good dick to get fucked by.
But no one told you a stranger's dick would be this insane.
"Giving up already?" Everything Veritas says manages to sound judgemental and disappointed. You squeeze tighter around him, whimpering as your pussy protests, but he doesn't even crack an inch. "Slut."
He has you crumpled, exhausted, every muscle twitching from your past orgasms, and still he shows no sign of stopping.
"Can't even cum for me." Those long, deft fingers release their grip on your hair. You lurch forward with a whine of relief - at least until his hand creeps down to your cunt.
"Don't- please- ah, ah, ah~"
He rubs harsh circles into your clit. Sparks rush up into your belly, slamming you shut on his hard, hard dick, the knot ready to snap.
He groans, one of a limited range of sounds you've heard from him this night, and if it was even possible, his strokes get even faster. "Don't, my ass. Make me cum, you little bi- hrrrrrrph."
The knot unravels. "Veri, Veri, please, ah, please-"
A syrupy warmth spills out over your back, and his scent fills your nose again. You whimper, legs trembling, flashing hot and cold as your pussy spasms emptily from your orgasm.
Finally, he lets go. You collapse shakily, turning over.
He's hunched over you, purple strands concealing his expression as he ducks his head to catch his breath. There's a full moon high in the sky, and even the streets have gone quiet on this Friday evening. Or Saturday morning.
Veritas lowers himself slowly onto the mattress next to you, the only indication that he'd ever exerted himself the sheen of perspiration on his forehead. His amber eyes pass impersonally over you, roving over your room as if it were his.
That was how he typically was, you'd learnt. Veritas Ratio was indifferent, coldly analytical towards the softer parts of humanity. Even in the club, he hadn't had much to say about anything except "It's too loud in here."
He was an architecture major something-or-other, handsome in the same way his blueprints were - all flat planes and sharp angles. Veritas had been eyed by a number of girls all over campus (and professors too, so it was rumoured), but his chilling attitude toward each and every one of them had spoken its own message.
Then you'd gone out with some course friends to a club. His liquid amber eyes flashed blue, green, pink under the club lights, digging into the flesh visible just above your thigh-high boots, and you'd decided, hey, why not?
His phone buzzes insistently somewhere in the room. Veritas sighs impatiently, climbing over you to rummage for his possessions. You're too sore to move much and the sudden loss of warmth stirs up an unwelcome hint of disappointment.
You listen to him move around your room for a moment. Warm breath on your ear gives you reason to turn over.
"I have to go now," he says, face inches from yours. You jump in surprise, clutching your blankets to your chest.
"Already?" Maybe you should have expected it. "Do you need a shower first?"
He hesitates. "...That would be nice, thank you."
You wave a hand lazily in the direction of the bathroom, watching him go. "And raise the door up before you latch it!" you call after him.
You hear the brief sounds of struggle, then Veritas manages. The sound of running water starts shortly after.
You let yourself lie for a moment longer, then groan and get up. The sheets and laundry would need to be washed, the house cleaned, and your work for school still needed to be tackled.
You're in the kitchen, doing the dishes, when you hear the front door open and shut.
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vixensp1ce · 18 days
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COMN FANFIC WRITERS !!
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vixensp1ce · 18 days
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vixensp1ce · 20 days
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going through welt's voice lines on hsr and he says he was an animator for eight years............ do you think he would make hentai loop animations of his darling? thinking many thoughts.... hentai animator welt is very real and true to me. i think it'd be a special, secret hobby he indulges in on the side...... just something to feed his adoration for you,,, it's a lot of work, but with the power of passion and repressed, ojiisan horny he can do it!!!
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vixensp1ce · 26 days
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word association with boothill
boothill - shark's teeth, hot tongue, bruises and bite marks, hungry lapping, relentless hands, sharply cold metal, vibrations, sensitivity up and up, tugging, different positions, and it's not just you he's positioning...
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vixensp1ce · 26 days
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i think we should all put cat ears and tail attachments on boothill
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vixensp1ce · 27 days
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getting so fucked up by boothill that we have to turn him off to take a break...............
oh great heavens 😳😵‍💫😵‍💫 i wonder if he has an on/off button....
nsfw(^ω^)he's a meanie, afab!reader, robot dick (it vibrates btw), doggystyle, this is kind of rushed i'm sorry + i'm not well-versed in writing cyborgs/robots sigh...
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"sensitive, ain't cha?" that familar sneers came from behind you, as boothill presses his metallic body against yours, drawing yet another moan from your parted mouth. this damn cyborg, does he ever ran out of gas?
it's not like you can ask him or even think about it, not when your pussy is being brutally bullied by his cock—which he had purposely set to the highest vibration setting, making it impossible for you to stay quiet. combine that with the cool feeling of his length sliding in and out of your warm walls—man, you can barely feel your legs at this point.
you groan, closing your eyes and clutching the sheets desperately as if holding on to the little sanity you had left. unfortunately, this only motivates him to go harder, forcing you to open your eyes again as steam rises from the gaps in his body, signaling how overheated he gets after hours of fucking you without breaks. unfortunately for you, he can still goes on for days or even weeks until he needs to recharge again—a body befitting his occupation as a galaxy ranger.
soft whines and cries flew out of your mouth as he forces another orgasm out of your abused cunt, "stop already... 'm tired..." you pout, trying to keep your shaking legs still.
your hand reaches up for the hidden button on the back of his neck, but the galaxy ranger quickly caught your wrist, cackling at your adorable attempt at shutting him down, "are ya sure y'want to stop, cutie? sweet, i can't even pull out with how much you're squeezing me in, looky here, see?" to emphasize his point, he presses down on your lower stomach, knowing that the gesture will makes you squirm and causes your pussy to suck him in even deeper. sly mf.
nonono, that will not distract you from turning him off, not this time. you let out a hiss as you use your other hand to hold him down, "let me rest, you pervert!" and with determination, your hands finally reached his button before boothill can stop you, pressing down on it to make him enter power-saving mode. the cyborg instantly plops down beside you, face-first into the sheets with a loud groan. finally, you can catch your breath. it'll be at least a few hours before the mode automatically ends itself, which means you can sleep or clean up for a bit before he wakes up and starts kicking a fuss again.
while his system forces him to sleep, boothill keeps mumbling about how he's gonna make you pay later, that he's gonna pound you until you collapse so you won't even have the energy to reach his button—well, it won't happen until later, so use the limited time you have wisely before he wakes up.
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vixensp1ce · 29 days
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fem!reader
"shh, shh," aventurine murmurs, pressing his fingers into your mouth. you whimper, lurching forward as he grinds gently into you. "almost there, sweetheart. you're so close, hmm?"
you nod as best you can, trying to lean your face into his hand. he chuckles lightly, blowing cool breath over your ear - or maybe you're so hot that it feels cool, trembling from the effort of keeping your head off the pillow.
"last one," he promises, and he thrusts into you without warning. you moan, loud even around his fingers, throwing your head back as he stimulates your sweet spot over and over again. his pelvis hits wetly against your skin, each thrust accompanied with a squelch.
"good girl, good girl," he pants. "Taking me so well, yeah?"
it's dirty, it's debauched, and you feel so good that the hot and cold flashes of your nth orgasm washes over you in no time at all.
aventurine groans too, long and low, feeling your ribbed walls tug at him like you wanted to milk him dry, shuddering out his high with a whine of your name.
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vixensp1ce · 1 month
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just saw the comment about the term "pillow princess", thanks for letting me know 🙏
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vixensp1ce · 1 month
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nsfw image under cut
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getting pounded by blade is all well and good but i want blade to lay on top of me so that i'm pressed into the bed and can feel his dick pulsing in my stomach
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vixensp1ce · 1 month
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fem!reader
foxventurine's seen how real bunnies hump - round, fluffy balls of fur clambering on top of each other, their little tails trembling adorably.
so when his feline companion, ratio, brings round a little bunny hybrid to their apartment, he can already feel his dick twitch in his pants. cute floppy ears, big, innocent eyes, and best of all, both your skin and fur look so soft. both of them can smell it on you - the scent of fertility that nearly drives them both nuts.
good to knead, good to mark, good to fuck... he flicks an ear, dismissing the thoughts temporarily. patience. he can manage that.
ratio, on the other hand, is ravenous and not hiding it. he sits you at the dining table, watching you with a deadpan expression as you chatter away and have dinner, but one hand is on your knee, rubbing your thigh surreptitiously.
aventurine calms himself down before his fur can rise. "so unfair," he mutters to himself. he wants to feel how soft you are too. he takes a seat on your other side, leaning in real close to wipe your mouth with a thumb.
the shade of pink you turn is absolutely delectable.
soon the two of them have you sandwiched, glaring over your head at each other - they may be working together, but they still can't help the rivalry.
"cum," ratio commands, barely more than a growl. "cum on my cock." he grabs your leg, stretching you out.
your back arches taut, mewling desperately, clawing at the sheets until another wave of hot and cold prickles all over you.
"don't forgot about me, sweetheart," aventurine sighs, his fox ears twitching in pleasure. "ohh. you're just made for this, aren't you? slutty little bunny."
your soft mouth is stuffed full with his dick, eyes rolling on your fucked out expression. aventurine moves his hips experimentally, feeling a rush of satisfaction when your eyes still fill with tears.
"one more time," ratio mutters, half to himself.
"hey," aventurine snaps.
"i'm not done yet." ratio glares back.
he bundles you up, legs folded toward your chest. aventurine helps him hold you down as you struggle in protest at yet another orgasm.
"behave," he shushes, cooing at how cute you are, unable to know anything but their dicks.
ratio wastes no time in sinking all the way in. aventurine lets you cling to his fingers, lowering his head to suck at your nipples. well, he'll always have his turn.
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vixensp1ce · 1 month
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anatomy headcanons
aventurine
average length, probably a little thick. every part of him is well groomed, so of course his hair is too, trimmed regularly and kept neat. he even has a little bit of a happy trail and loves it when you trace it with your fingers.
not too veiny, but has one prominent vein running all along his length that he likes to use.
you can feel him pulsing, hot and heavy inside you, his heartbeat jumping against a sensitive wet spot inside you. he grins as you squirm, trying to get some relief.
"what's the matter?" he coos. "something bothering you?"
jing yuan
laced with veins. it's mesmerising to see his dick rise and stand erect, blood pumping through those pretty lines.
has some hair down there. it's not particularly neat because he doesn't trim it, but it's not messy either. (which is a surprise considering the hair on his head.) straight and thick. pushing inside always feels so good when you're still adjusting to his size.
when his tip nudges past your entrance, yuan isn't prepared for the shuddering cry you let out. he pauses.
"why- why'd you stop?" you stammer out, your breath still shaky.
"did it hurt?" worried, he makes to pull out.
"no! no." you wave your hands. "it was- good. really good."
as if to prove your point, your walls flutter, trying to draw him in.
"okay then..." he slides in further, then groans, rumbling deep inside his chest. you're sticky with pre-cum but also warm and silky, massaging his cock even better than any mouth or hand could.
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vixensp1ce · 1 month
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s xtudy group / various hsr
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based off the manhwa by the same name.
synopsis / invited by a pretty senior to join a school club to fill your time, it isn't long until you find out that its boring facade is just a cover for something more.
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vixensp1ce · 1 month
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hello! could i please some gepard crumbs? anything is okay, but you would like a prompt, could you write some general nsfw headcanons about him? thank you!
lots of grumbling and growling, as if trapping his sweet sounds in his chest. his pupils are blown so wide, maintaining as much eye contact as he can, struggling not to lose himself in your warmth. it's the closest you'll ever get to see gepard landau lose control of himself.
he's terrified of hurting you, no matter how many times you've been together. he goes slow, listening closely to each of your whimpers and gasps to make sure he isn't hurting you. but oh, the way you flutter and draw him in... gepard has to bite his lip, so the pain distracts him from enjoying himself too much.
especially enjoys it when you leave scratches all over his back. it's sore as he marches up and down, doing his patrols, but it serves as a reminder of your love. carrying a part of you with him always makes him smile, and anyway, what damage can you do that'll hurt him any more than a fragmentum monster can?
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vixensp1ce · 2 months
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sex with danheng IL
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彡- ,, brainrot???? small fic????? of sex with danheng IL hehe
cw ⁞ afab!reader, nsfw filth (duh), dragon features (two pp but only one goes in ha?, size diff, FANGSSSSSSS), mention of prey/predator dynamic, marking, breeding kink IF YOU SQUINT, scent kink IF YOU SQUINT EVEN HARDER
an ⁞ YALL FR GONNA FIND A WAY TO REPOPULATE THE VIDYADHARA CLAN ;D (idk how im gonna play hsr the same way after writing this...) im not very happy with the intro but its wtv.
@cloudshuffle my amazing awesome proofreader <3
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after getting intimate with each other a couple times, danheng and you have discussed taking things up a notch. i imagine him coming back to the astral express, incredibly frustrated after a stressful mission (after seeing his ex in xianzhou), and he really just needed you. you excitedly welcome him back but you're suddenly pinned down — wrists enveloped by his hand and his tail coiling itself around your leg.
"d-danheng? what's wrong...?"
he growls carnally, his cerulean eyes hazed with lust. he dives in for your chest, inhaling deeply before lightly nipping at your neck with his fangs and branding you as his with a few hickies.
"need you now. you know your safe word, yes?" he huffs impatiently, tugging at your shirt.
you nod before hurriedly ridding yourself of your top and bra, exposing your upper half to your lover.
"so beautiful," he whispers in awe.
danheng's hands immediately lock in on your tits, gently squeezing them before giving each of them a sweet suck. your cute little whimper just spurs him on even more! you're so much smaller than him, it's adorable. but it really doesn't help his innermost desires to manhandle tf outta you. it's just part of his animalistic urges as a dragon, after all.
his hands quickly trails down to unclip your skirt and pushing your panties aside to finger you. you let out a small gasp at this, slightly unnerved by his hastiness but you weren't complaining at all. it's not long till he adds another finger, coaxing a low moan out of you. with your walls clenching so deliciously around his fingers, the dragon wondered how you would feel around his cock instead.
"cant take it anymore... please 'heng..," you whine.
"hm, my baby's so needy all for me? i'll give you what you want since you asked so sweetly."
danheng chuckles before discarding his own slacks, revealing his erect cocks. (yes, two ehe) it's so pretty, being tinted a light turquoise at the base and a pink-ish fleshy color at the tip. he slides one of them in slowly — the stretch being so much bigger than his fingers. you both moan in unison once his length is fully buried in your wetness, with his hand pressing down on your spine, putting you in a mean arch. he waits for your signal before moving his hips, thrusting slow and deep — allowing you to feel every vein, every inch. your skin flushes in embarrassment when you notice how lustful danheng looks in the moment, eyeing you hungrily as if you're meek prey, who've fallen into the beast's domain. (omg so alpha) as he picks up his pace, your cries of pleasure only grow louder and you're sincerely hoping march won't call you both out on it later.
you wrap your arms around danheng's neck, hungrily pulling him in for a kiss while your legs encircles his waist — forcing his cock to drive deeper into you.
"mmfh— fuck, you're sucking me in... feels so good, darling," he pants in between sloppy, wet kisses. it's so messy, the way your pussy squelches sinfully with each thrust — your juices coating his girth with a layer of slick and even spilling onto the sheets below. he continues rutting into you ruthlessly, knocking all the air out of you as your hands find their way onto your boyfriend's back, leaving searing marks — staking your claim. the pain only turning him on even more, he hisses as his breath grows erratic, warning you of his impending release. you're on the edge of your own climax too, a familiar coil tightening in your abdomen.
"haah... i can feel you clenching around me, let's cum together," he groaned in your ear, enveloping you with the essence of him — body, soul, and mind. to him, you look best all fucked-out, guts rearranged and your mind filled with only thoughts of him and his dick. one particular prod to your g-spot sends you to your climax, your cunt clamping down impossibly harder on your poor boyfriend's dick. your words coming out as broken, incoherent sobs as your body quivers from the intensity of it all.
with your pussy milking him for all he's worth like that, how was danheng supposed to hold back? he shot ribbons of pearly white cum inside of you, making sure to fill every crevice of you with him — his cock twitching with each pulse.
"i would've never expected cumming inside of you would feel so good... could we go one more round? gonna fill you up real good again, i promise."
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vixensp1ce · 2 months
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thinking of veritas ratio being the meanest, most emotionally unavailable one night stand you've ever had.
he calls you "bitch" and "slut", spanking you hard when you try and act up, but he doesn't even bat an eye when you tear up or claw at his back.
his expression is absolutely unchanging, he's so not vocal that you don't even know if he's enjoying himself. but he is. because veritas takes you for round, after round, after round.
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