chuuminn

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── satominn

“ how can i say ‘i would do anything for you’ but make it sound casual? ”

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i think mammon would lose his mind if i styled my hair into lil devil horns

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i’m nobody, who are you ?

BEAST!minnie au moodboard

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@darlungs eat up bitch

18+, MDNI you will be blocked. Chuuya x femtreader.

Chuuya is just so much better than any man you know. He has a certain taste only a few people can understand. Long red hair, pretty blue eyes, long fingers. He's a very clean man, too. He takes care of himself. He smells great as well. There really isn't anything wrong with this man, It's not fair.

One of his qualities that you particularly like is his cock. Especially when it's right after he laid you down on the bed, slowly and sweetly taking off your pretty clothes, and he just pulled down his pants and underwear just enough to have it right there, the tip of it poking around your wet folds. Yet another great quality, he knows how to get you wet. Fuck.

"You're so gorgeous, my love. Splayed out, just for me. Do you like being mine? Hm?" He asks, grabbing your shoulder with one hand while the other one starts slowly pumping a few fingers into your tight hole, hitting that spot he knows you like.

You nod at his question, trying to keep your eyes that threaten to roll back at the delightful feeling of his fingers stretching you out until they abruptly pull out.

You almost whine at the sudden loss, but you can't get out a response before his cock is getting shoved into you, starting at a soft pace to get you adjusted to his thickness.

"Fuck, love how well you take me... You're perfect, and just for me..." You grab his shoulders as he picks up his pace, letting out soft and long gasps at how his hips buck into you.

"Want me to fill you up? You wanna be fucked dumb?" He asks quietly, bringing a hand down to squeeze your chest. "Scream it, baby. Tell me how much you want it. Let the neighbors hear how good I fuck you."

And you do, not caring anymore. You come undone when he goes faster, creaming around his length as he follows with you, filling you up so nicely.

After riding out the high for a few minutes, his hips slowly come to a stop, not pulling out and then just lying there. "You're so sweet to me, baby."

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Pairing: Chuuya x reader

Contents: NSFW, pool sex 101; sneaking into your neighbour's private pool while drunk definitely has its perks, reader will have those tiles imprinted in their back for days, my bad. Approx 1.5k words

Public pools might have been a step wiser. 

Or not. To be honest you weren’t all that concerned. They were Chuuya’s neighbours after all. Old, rich neighbours with basement pools and a pretty weak home security as it turned out. 

You could have rented a place–a nice and cosy jacuzzi. Maybe you should do that too sometime. But why do it now when this was undoubtedly at your quickest disposal?

The water was surprisingly warm against your naked skin. It gently reflected the dim purple lighting that came from… somewhere. You couldn't remember; Chuuya had taken care of that. 

The wine from earlier was still coursing under your skin. Your face was flushed and mind mushy as you relaxed against the tiles. All the while Chuuya’s body kept you afloat and close, so deliciously close to his.

His hair tickled your neck under the water, but his mouth–oh. His mouth trailed heated, open kisses down your jaw and throat. He was biting and licking his way around your naked body leisurely, savouring every bit of exposed skin.

Jacuzzis could wait, you had more pressing matters.

Damn. You couldn’t even swim. The thought amused you more than anything. Drunk and drowning didn’t sound like a good way to go. But that was silly. 

You weren’t going anywhere with the way Chuuya held you. 

He was like a furnace even now–his hands gripping you as they sent his warmth through your body. His tongue trailed strips of saliva that had your skin prickle. He was everything around you, and more. Gentle, slow, all-consuming of your senses.

Chuuya was so filled with life and passion that the man before you now almost felt foreign. It’s rare he hit the brakes and took his merry time like this. You could barely keep your hands off each other–normally.

Not now. Now it was… calm. Intimate in a quiet type of way, but no less intense. 

You wrapped your thighs around Chuuya, drawing his attention as he looked up at you. 

“Hey,” you said, the word feeling silly on your tongue.

Chuuya cocked his head, flashing you his trademark grin. “Hey, you,” he said, and he drew you neared against the tiles. Chest to chest, you felt his already hard cock brush against your thigh. 

“Oh.” You blinked. Yeah, pool sex was definitely on the plate for tonight. “This is nice. I kind of feel like melting though.”

Chuuya cupped your cheek, brushed the hair sticking to your face. “Yeah? You look the part too, doll. You need a fan or something? Am I too much for ya?” And he wiggled his brows like he was actually funny. What a loser.

It was no joke. He was too much. 

Always. 

There was too much adoration in Chuuya’s gaze, too much teasing at times, too much love as he crawled right under your skin the harder you fell for him. Wine made you sentimental like that, and it wasn’t helping you much this time either.

“Mhm… don’t ever stop being too much,” you whispered the words. There, sincere and simple. “I think I’ve gone addicted to it.” You were aware of all of him. Every touch of skin between you. The way Chuuya stilled for a second, muscles unmoving before he sagged right into your embrace. 

He sought your lips, stealing your breath and thoughts right away with it. He always managed to coax your reservations away, letting him in easily as your kiss deepened. 

“Don’t go all mushy on me like that. You’ve no idea what you do to me,” Chuuya said between kisses. 

But you knew. You felt it as your hand travelled down to wrap around his cock. Your fingers brushed over his tip and Chuuya hissed. He didn’t move besides leaning his forehead against yours, his breath hot against your parted lips. 

“I can do a lot more to you.” You guided him to your entrance. You’ve been wet and ready long enough now. It was Chuuya’s teasing that got you like this, it would only be fair to return the favour. Albeit with a bit more.

“Fuck.” Chuuya bucked his hips, breathing deep as you shuddered against him. “ I can be just as good for ya, baby. Let me be good for ya, yeah? Come on, come on–” he moved again, brushing his tip against your pussy lips. 

Chuuya’s patience was a skill he implemented rarely. This was definitely not one of those times. Not with the way he kissed you again, desperate and wanting.

He loved it when you desired him; the way you sought his touch, his attention. He wanted you to want him. And he was going to give his all when you finally caved.

Chuuya entered you slowly, the sensation of his pulsing cock stretching you made you clutch around him even harder. It was maddening and your impatience was showing its ugly head too.

“Chuuya.” You gripped his hips with your thighs. You hoped he sensed your desperation.

“I’ve got you,” he whispered, smiling at your moan as he gripped your ass, spreading you wider as he sunk fully into your heat. 

Chuuya didn’t give you time to formulate another thought. Any thought, really, as he started fucking into you. Your chest felt tight and your legs trembled as you welcomed him in. Chuuya kept you in place, hands firm around you as he pushed your back into the tiles with every hard thrust. If a man could be both gentle and absolutely wrecking your world in two–it was no other than Chuuya. He was more than ready and willing to do the job and leave you gasping from his every move. 

You were distantly aware of the sound of ripples, the water around just as restless. You were too busy gripping onto Chuuya’s shoulders, your lips on his ear as your whispered string of oh fuck fuck fuck– more, oh godd yes more, Chuuya– spilt forth and right into his brain as he delivered on your demands. 

Chuuya’s hand was on your clit in seconds, working fast as his swift fingers sent your body in shock from the waves of pleasure that travelled down your abdomen. 

“Fuck–” you gasped, bringing his face towards you. Chuuya’s eyes were on you, soaking in your every detail. He was so beautiful then. “I want you,” you whispered, the desire for him overwhelming.

Chuuya’s gaze fell on your lips. He ground his hips, aiming for that sweet spot of yours again again again. You nearly lost it then and there. “You turn demanding when you’re like this, angel. I’m right here.” He captured your lips, swallowing your moan. “Right here, babygirl.”

“I want you more,“ you said, and then laughed. You have no idea what that meant, but it felt right. You wanted more. All. 

Chuuya wasn’t too much. He was not enough. 

You didn’t give him a chance to answer. His mouth was yours to take, his lips parting instantly to let you in. Your hips moved with his, the water spilling around you like crazy. You didn’t care; you wanted him. 

And you came like that, gripping onto Chuuya like your life depended on it, his bruised lips still moving against yours as you stifled his needy grunts in turn. You felt yourself tighten as your pleasure spilt, drawing a groan from Chuuya as his thrusts became sloppy. He buried his face in your neck, biting hard as the seconds went by before he was finishing inside you, shuddering from the shock of it. 

You sagged against him a moment later, as though you were the more exhausted one. Maybe you were; Chuuya wasn’t one to spend his energy so quickly. He’d probably go for a second round if you asked it of him.

But now… your gaze lingered on the purple flicks of light dancing around you. The water calmed down as both of you stood still in each other’s embrace. The seconds went by.

Finally, Chuuya raised his head. “What’s your opinion on water beds?”

You snorted. “We buying that now?” you brushed his hair back. “Why not just a pool?”

You joked but for a moment Chuuya went quiet. He was considering it. You blinked at him in disbelief before laugher bubbled out of your chest. Chuuya looked at you then, brow raised.

“Hah? What’s so amusing, you punk?” he said. “Take it more seriously. I’m a sold man on the idea.” And he flapped his hand, sending specks of water all around you.

It took you another moment to collect yourself again. “Sure, sure,” you sighed, smiling stupidly at your silly, absurd, perfect man. “You might be onto something, we’ll see.” You tried to hide your excitement as Chuuya levelled you suspiciously. “I… might need some more convincing though.”

A bit of silence followed by Chuuya’s hands falling on your hips again. “Is that a challenge? I’m very convincing, you know.” He grinned before capturing your lips again.

You sighed against him, melting right into Chuuya’s embrace yet again. 

He might be too much to handle sometimes, but you had a knack for those things. You had the experience and practice after all.

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@kaeyx

the birth of satan 🦚

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what if I started hornyposting about fairy tail hmmmmm

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uhh, dazai loses his ability for a day so he can pet the big cat <3

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fancy dinner date with chuuya and riding home on his motorcycle. breathe if you agree

included:

chuuya holding open doors (!!!!!!!!!!!)

he will order the best, most expensive wine (you've never heard of it. the price nearly makes you faint)

you stare at a dessert on the menu too long? he'll order it.

he'll take off your jacket for you (he's a gentleman. you can't convince me otherwise)

he tries to be nonchalant and suave about it but he's blushing really hard (for the love of god don't mention this to him)

he won't oppose if you wish to share the bill

but he will absolutely pay if you don't explicitly request to split it

he won't drive slower just because you're with him - he's confident in his abilities

he does tell you to hold on tight though

he waits until you close the door to your apartment behind you, making sure you get home safe

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getting fingerfucked by someone who’s wearing leather gloves. being able to feel their fingers in you even better, them pulling out and you being able to see how wet you are just by looking at their gloved hand. feeling the leather running over your bare thigh as they spread you open and push their fingers inside you, slowly fucking you while you whine and buck into their hand, trying to get more pleasure despite them already being stuffed into your desperate, dripping, needy hole.

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BSD character bracket v2

round 13!

Ango Sakaguchi vs Ace (from the wheel)

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man: :/

man with scars: :D

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7 and 8 with osaminn and chuminn? 🤭

7. what are you like during a heat/rut? how long does it last? how offen does it occur?

see: minnie gets extra frustrated because dazai’s an asshole who thinks it’s cute when she’s a MESS. ꒰≥ ≤⑅⁠꒱

i’m always the last to know when it hits, it’s really easy to wave off the weird hot flushes and spaciness as side effects from my regular medication, ya know? dazai pretends not to notice when i start stealing items of his to nest with, he knows eventually i’ll be grabbing at him instead of his discarded coat.

8. what is your f/o like during a heat/rut? how long does it last? how often does it occur ?

cw : drug use ? toxic coping mechanisms ? ( I’m nervous about sharing this one - )

ohhhhhh, gosh. it’s not the most pleasant time, dazai hates rutting season. he doesn’t like the intensity of everything. so he sorta … numbs it. he takes suppressants that makes him feel distant, during this time he’ll likely be holed up in his little flat.

it took a while for him to let me spend his rut with him, initially he didn’t like how much my presence made him feel. then realised it was actually really fucking comforting to have warmth and touch while he waited out the week or so.

there isn’t much talking, or much of anything. but i’ll sit with him, try to offer anything he might need, until he feels ready to exist again.

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