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Omg diluc x reader ask here im so sorry! I didn’t check the fandoms you write for omg I must’ve gotten confused 😭😭 thank you anyway sweets!!

Oh its all good love dw!!! Such an interesting plot i really wish I could have written for it

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HANTENGU CLONES 𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐒

✦ sekido, karaku, aizestu, urogi + duo pairs

SEKIDO how he sounds. (electrostim, piv, lots of manhandling, fingering, belt use, hair pulling, slapping)

01. Every touch was electrifying—literally. Sekido holds you down, shocking you so your body jerks up on his shaft. What? He can't help the lightning coursing through his veins when he's close and that you were going a bit too slow for him

02. Never ignore Sekido texts, or else he'd barge into your apartment and fuck you on that couch.

03. He doesn't need a reason to be rough with you; he just is.

04. Mercilessly fingering you.

05. Pounding you on into the couch.

KARAKU how he sounds. (f!oral, public[garden], squirting, piv)

01. Eating you out

02. Emperor! Karaku and his favorite plaything

03. Only the avatar of pleasure could get you to squirt this much.

04. More feasting on you

05. All the crazy positions he puts you in just to make it go in deeper.

AIZESTU how he sounds (mating press, shower sex, missionary, overstimulation, needy!Aizestu, m!oral, piv)

01. Don't let this beautiful devil fool you. He'd ask a million 'you sure 'bout this?' acting all cute and hesitant. But the minute he enters you, he transforms into a beast.

02. Despite the fact he has YOU in a mating press, Aizestu could not stop grunting and whimpering.

03. What sweet kisses over his stomach can turn into the moment his cock twitched, tip peeking out his boxers, aching for your lips.

04. Overstimulating your lover

05. In the shower

UROGI how he sounds (use of toys, car sex, riding, size kink - forcing it to fit, softdom)

01. You couldn't even handle him fucking you with a dildo.

02. Road trip shenanigans

03. Urogi loves his toys.

04. He loves a girl who tries to keep up with him, but in the end he ends up taking control of her hips.

05. He just can't help it; there was something so gratifying about your hole, yet with every thrust your clamping walls would reject him, screaming the same thing as you.

"won't fit... urogi please—too big!" ✦ "Awh don't be lame...you're adjusting—just keep holding ya' cheeks open f'me"

DUO PAIRS (threesomes, electrostim, piv, m!oral, hair pulling, manhandling, free use)

━━ Sekido+Karaku, sekido fucking you roughly from behind and karaku infront taunting you.

"Awh, don' look at me like that princess....I told ya' Sekido would be mad, you still wanted to do it, it's not my fault" ✦ Sekido grunts behind you, too blinded with rage to say anything

━━ Sekido+Aizestu, aizestu below you, sekido holding your hair.

"ngh...sekido, dont you think we're being a bit mean—mmh" ✦ "shut the hell up. You're the reason she keeps misbehaving cuz you never scold her."

━━ Urogi+Karaku, urogi behind, karaku in front receiving head. Basically both playing with your body

"C'monnn, don't lose focus—" He'd thrust his hips harder, just to make you choke on Karaku ✦ "Her mouth's useless when she can barely suck with you wrecking her from behind...but just look at her try Urogi."

━━ Sekido+Urogi, sekido off camera electrocuting you, urogi inside slipping deeper

"Pathetic? More like perfect. Every time you shock her she slams right down on me—fuck, it’s like she’s bouncing herself without even trying" ✦ “Tch. Don’t flatter her.”

been off the grid for a while now...but im back gna start with some requests now

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hiiiii how are you doing sweets

i wanted to request a diluc x reader where reader was a family friend, so her and diluc had to hang out often and eventually when they’re older mess around, so when his father passes and diluc up and leaves to snezhnaya to avenge him reader finds out she’s pregnant and couldn’t even tell him before he fled, so reader and family leave to another nation for a long time

fast forward to the present (the child is around 3? Maybe?) reader decides to return to mondstadt and diluc notices a child who looked very suspiciously like him (though the reader just tries to ignore diluc for the most part)

it’s okay if you decide not to write this but thank you either way!!

I AM SO SORRY

this is probably on me for causing a little bit of confusion with the pyro drabble but i don't write genshin 😞💔

unforunately i do not know the characters and im not familiar with the game so if i tried to write this i would most likely mischaracterise him

pls forgive me ma. these are my fandoms

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tag list for this open any volunteers?

KA RAIAN KURE FANS ARE WE STILL THERE??

can i get a hii :D

Just wanted to drop it and give some teasers for the Kure Obession fan fiction I am working on, for those who are a bit confused as to what I'm talking about here is a guide/newsletter to my upcoming and bigggest project (if anyone even gaf) other teasers: beginning of it ✦ the og anon'

:: 𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐃𝐘: 𝐊𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐀𝐍 & 𝐊𝐈𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐆𝐀 [𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄]

  This is a case study of one of the most severe cases of kure obsession written personally by Erioh Kure, Kure clan head. Keyword [NAME] is a redaction to protect the victim...its you, reader is [name]

This study contains previous journal entries, voice recordings, photographs and other media relevant to the study. From Erioh’s personal entries, to secondary accounts with no proof of veracity. Based on the prompt : “I really liked your latest Raian fic and how you wrote him. Your writing is really good! How do you think Raian would react if he was interested in someone strong? (kinda like Karla with Ohma) ans she's probably from a family with some rare power/ability, maybe something like seeing into the future, I don't know if that's even possible in the kengan universe. But she's not interested in marrying into a family of assassins and especially not someone like him with his violent ways, and keeps rejecting him.”

which i believe they got that question from Y=Yearing on my nsfw alphabet which states:

Raian is someone who gains pleasure from seeing someone's body being ripped apart. He gains pleasure from fighting the strong to make them weak.

 Compared to him, you are weaker than an ant to a human. He merely toys with you when he's bored. Torturing you, teasing you just for a little laugh. 

Sex doesn't do much for him; sure, it lets him release some stress, but it's incomparable to stress killing relieves. If he were to ever be satisfied by sex, it wouldn't be from the tightness of your cunt or suction from your mouth. 

It would be from the tears of the weak and how much he enjoyed torturing you. Since he doesn't want to kill you, he's never completely satisfied, as far as his sex drive goes.

It would be comparable to eating your favorite snacks The feeling to eat is there, and you'd like to do it, thought you've already eaten its just a snack because you like the taste.

mhm... crazy right. so here are some teasers. REMINDER ITS TEASERS AND TRAILERS NOT SPOILERS, you haven't seen nothing yet ;)

:: 𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐑

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obviously its unedited so grammar mistakes here and there. uhmm it will be out anywhere from tomorrow to next year so thats that, any other questions feel free too ask ok thats for the 5 ppl who gaf, good night tumblr

TAG LIST FOR IT OPEN

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SHE/HER. wherever you are. whatever you need. who is she?

✦ don' call me

‘ℑ'𝔪 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔩𝔬𝔴𝔢𝔰𝔱 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔩𝔬𝔴𝔢𝔰𝔱’

18+ 'n' dark content

masterlists req info fandoms

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yandere themes, gore, short drabbles geto ver.

"Satoru, you could do it."

"You're trying to convince me that it's impossible when you yourself could do it." Geto's words echoed in Gojo's head as he caressed your hair.

But what if he did? ... what if Satoru Gojo, the world's strongest sorcerer, decided the weak wasn't meant to be protected by the strong? That they were a distraction—an anathema curse leeching off the strong.

What if he too wondered about a world without non-sorcerers? Those pathetic, in Getou’s words, 'monkeys' who spawned the banes of his very existence: curses. Messes they could never see, yet they always expected sorcerers to clean up. Why was it his duty to keep sweeping after the blind?

The sound of the front door opening jolts you out of his embrace. He watches you scramble around your room in panic, hiding any trace of him, your secret blue-eyed boyfriend. You scream at him, beg him to quickly hide in the closet, jump out the window—something, but he sat still. Why care about such trivial things? He wants to hold you. Why does he have to hide himself from a weakling he could easily crush, a weakling dressed up in medals, your so-called father, the ‘tough navy man’?”

He could hear the thick, heavy boots climb up the stairs. With his Six Eyes he saw your father, carrying a curse on his shoulder as he knocked on your door. Gojo had no energy to hide, no will to exorcise the curse your father had brought home that would surely devour you and your father in your sleep.

He didn't even bother apologizing when your father opened the kicked-down bedroom door in worry—worry turned to anger as he laid eyes on the blue-eyed shirtless boy who sat on his only daughter's bed and his daughter in a shirt most definitely not hers, begging and apologizing on the blue-eyed boy's behalf.

A blue-eyed boy who sat idle on your bed, watching your father feed the curse more and more with his anger, watching the disgusting curse swell with gluttony, eating up all the emotions the two non-sorcerers were producing.

He just wanted to have you close, telling him that it was okay even if you didn't know about the horrors he faced every day just to keep your kind alive. Even if you don't understand shit about the pain those damn curses your kind creates and fuels cause him every day. All because of a little resentment towards a co-worker or a little anger from an overprotective father who can't understand his daughter was old enough to fuck who she wants.

He wanted to let the curse fill its belly with your annoying father and your mother, who just arrived and was also scolding him for 'taking advantage of you.' He wanted to just stare as they looked in horror at the unfathomable creature eating them alive.

But when the curse aimed for you, opening its now wide jaw to devour you while touching and groping your curves, he couldn't stop himself.

Blood splatters, your parents' yelling is cut short, and your own crying is stunned in shock. You try to register what the fuck just happened. Slowly your brain starts to process: there's blood on your cheek, blood on the walls, and blood leaking from your parents' heads.

Both parents, on the floor, permanently frozen in anger. Father's jaw was blown off; Mother's eyes rolled back. Clean hole through their skull that went right through their brain. They were both dead.

A hand rested limp on your breast, an ugly, unhuman hand, coming from an ugly, unhuman body that was slowly disintegrating.

Gojo, alive. Not one speck of blood on him. Still sitting on your bed, but instead of an absent, squinted gaze, he had his eyes on you, wide, disgusted.

Your brain's first response was to scream. But you couldn’t, Gojo. Gojo had his arm wrapped around your neck, lifting you up, his eyes warning you not to make a sound before letting go, letting you crash down on the carpet.

As you fell, you saw an unfathomable corpse, slowly disintegrating, starting back at you on the ground. You quickly scramble towards Gojo's feet, expecting him to protect you despite the fact that he had almost suffocated you moments ago.

Was your human brain so eager for selfish protection that you hadn't even registered that he was the one who did this, that he killed your parents, killed the curse, and just recently choked you, that you were crawling to whatever stood tall in the midst of chaos? Was that really your first priority, selfish protection?

He squatted to your level; eyes that used to be so loving now looked at you so coldly. You clung to him; your touch repulsed him, but he didn't push you away. "Toru...help," you struggled to get the words out.

"Finally see it? What I gotta deal with every damn day… just t’ come hold my princess..." He gripped you tight, but it didn’t feel protective, almost blaming "…just for her t’ tell me t’ hide inna fuckin’ closet.

You didn't understand his words; you were slowly starting to comprehend everything. Why was Gojo so calm in all of this? Why wasn't he as scared as you? Why did you cling to him as your first instinct? He should be terrified too, so why isn't he? Most importantly, why is he looking at you with the coldness of a killer to his victim...?

Gojo's mind was also wondering, wondering if you'd be an exception.

4 day streak? chat come look at this. i didnt have the energy to style this post so hope it dont flop

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← ⬤  r/relationship_advice • 16 hr. ago       

      1mjust-agirl02

I found out my (22F) sneaky link (25M) is a cult leader. Am I enabling him if we keep hooking up?

First-time poster here. I’ll try to keep this brief. A few months ago, I was going through a rough patch. I’d just moved to the city from a tiny countryside town—a major life change. Sure, it came with perks: a good job, a decent apartment, and better nightlife. But I felt… disconnected. No matter what I did, I couldn’t shake the gnawing loneliness. The more I tried to adapt, the more isolated I felt.

I’ve always been a model citizen—quiet, diligent, never stepping out of line. But in the city, my days dragged, my nights felt darker, and I was slipping into depression. I couldn’t pinpoint why, but everything around me seemed coated in this heavy, negative energy.

That’s when I started frequenting a local bar. It was small, dimly lit, and blissfully cheap. The kind of place where people drank alone to nurse their sorrows. I guess I fit right in.

The bartender knew my order. The regulars were predictable: the middle-aged lady with crimped hair, the clean-cut businessman with tired eyes. I even started to find comfort in the routine. Until he walked in.

It was a random Wednesday at 5 PM. He was tall, with long black hair tied back neatly except for two loose strands framing his sharp, bronze-toned face. Dressed in a plain black sweatsuit, he looked effortlessly suave, even with a grim expression. Our eyes met, for a moment, his stern demeanor softened, replaced by something that felt like intrigue. Without hesitation, he made his way over, settling beside me like it had been his plan all along. He ordered whiskey—straight—and downed it in one smooth gulp.

“You didn’t even flinch,” I blurted, unable to stop myself. “Impressive—or concerning.”

He smirked, devilish and confident. “You don’t even know.”

That was the start. We chatted. Or rather, we danced around anything personal, just sharing vague feelings and flirting between drinks. He had this magnetic sorrow about him, like we were kindred spirits.

The night carried on, the drinks kept coming, and somehow, he kept getting closer. Our knees bumped beneath the booth. He was attractive in that quiet, alluring way—charming. That distant look in his eyes, as though he’d seen too much too soon, only added to his appeal.

I think we both needed a distraction. I laughed at his teasing, swatting playfully at his chest. His dark eyes lingered, and when I fumbled with my glass, he reached over, swiping his thumb across my lips.

What came next was a blur: heated kisses stolen in a dingy bar bathroom, his coarse hands gripping my waist and sliding to the back of my neck. The kiss was messy, whiskey burning on his tongue as it slid against mine. We stumbled back to my apartment in a haze, barely making it inside.

The second the door swung shut, he had me off my feet. My lock hung unlatched as he threw me onto the bed, the impact knocking my head lightly against the headboard. His hands were everywhere—rough and deliberate. My blouse fell open, my slacks tangled around my ankles as he pushed me face-down on the mattress. I heard the shuffle of his sweats coming off, the warmth of his spit trailing down my skin.

He’s big. I struggled to take him, fluttering and gasping as he pressed inside. His hand yanked my head back, forcing me to look. Between the bunched fabric of his sweatshirt held in his teeth and the tense, toned muscles of his abdomen, the sight was utterly debauched. The sounds—slick, lewd—filled the room. By the end, my sheets were damp, my chest marked with his teeth and hands, and I had my first noise complaint from my neighbors.

I thought that would be it. A one-time thing.

But then, the next Wednesday, he was at the bar again.

Now sober, I finally got a good look at him—and somehow, he was even more devastatingly handsome. His sharp features softened by the loose claw clip holding back his hair.

Our dynamic stayed the same: casual conversation, teasing touches, and nights that left me trembling. He was addictive. Every time, his grip was firm, possessive—his habit of squeezing my throat just as my climax approached pushed me to the edge. It had me teetering between bliss and unconsciousness, choking out strangled moans as he drove into me, relentless. It felt like a punishment. It felt like everything I hadn’t realized I’d been missing.

If I were to indulge myself, I’d admit I liked him best when sobriety started creeping back into him. He had this way of reading my body like a map, tracing every nerve and exploiting it until I was trembling, breathless, undone. Sometimes, as he finished—his hair spilling over my face like a curtain—I’d let the lines blur. I’d tell him how good he was, how deeply I felt him, how pretty he looked. And for a fleeting moment, he’d soften, his rhythm slowing, kissing me with an almost tender deliberation.

Weeks later, I got a text and an address:

“Want to see you. Be here at 11. Side door, past the gate.”

Curiosity got the better of me, and I showed up. His house was bigger than I’d expected—too luxurious for someone his age. On the way to his room, I passed a door slightly ajar. Inside, I glimpsed pink walls and a boy band poster. My stomach dropped. Was he married? Did he have kids?

I confronted him immediately. Sitting nervously on his bed, sandwiched between his toned thighs, I listened as he explained. He’d been raising his two orphaned cousins for years. His voice softened as he talked about them—their favorite shows, their quirks, their hobbies. I’d never seen him like this before. The care and pride he showed for them stood in stark contrast to the man I knew intimately.

That night was different. When I came, hard and breathless, his lips brushed mine, our eyes locked, fingers intertwined beside my head. For the first time, I thought I was starting to understand him.

But everything changed soon after.

At work, I passed a bulletin board I usually ignored. For some reason, that day I stopped. A flyer caught my eye—his face stared back at me.

In the photo, he was dressed in a golden kasaya draped over black yukata robes, his serene smile paired with an outstretched arm in a regal, inviting pose. The caption called him a “Buddhist priest” and a “divine leader” of some obscure spiritual group.

Confused, I Googled it. Turns out, it wasn’t just a spiritual group. It was a full-blown cult. The photos showed worshippers kneeling before him, their faces aglow with reverence, calling him a godlike figure.

I couldn’t resist. That evening, I went to the event listed on the flyer, held at a local temple. I slipped into a seat in the back, close to the door. Watching him lead the ritual felt surreal. There he was—calm, composed, draped in robes—like he hadn’t had me screaming into my pillow just days ago.

Then, I saw him lay his hands on a sobbing woman kneeling at his feet. Her cries turned into praises as she clung to him, trembling. It was… chilling.

I barely had a chance to settle in before I felt the need to leave. I thought about ending things right then and there—but I hesitated. Now I’m torn. On one hand, he’s the best I’ve ever had—dominant, attentive, and downright divine in bed. On the other hand… he’s a cult leader.

If I keep seeing him, am I complicit in whatever shady things his group does? Or am I overthinking it—can I keep pretending I know nothing?

Advice is welcome. Don’t hold back.

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⬤ toge-talks-shit  MOD  • 14h ago • 

This is the wildest shit I've read all day. My prayers go out to you, OP—but your hookup might be answering them LOL. Fr though, the cult stuff sounds creepy. Not worth it. ↑  1.5K  ↓ 🗨️ Reply ∘∘∘

⬤ blue-eyes-savelives  • 11h ago • 

OP, message me privately. Did he ever mention old regrets, breakups, or friends? Plz answer. T-T ↑  425  ↓ 🗨️ Reply ∘∘∘

⬤ k-nam_mister73  • 9h ago • 

Delete his number. You should’ve ceased all contact a long time ago. ↑  344  ↓ 🗨️ Reply ∘∘∘

⬤ nobarabara_yaps  • 2h ago • 

He sounds hot. See it through. Gatekeep, Gaslight, Girlboss. ↑  109  ↓ 🗨️ Reply ∘∘∘

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KA RAIAN KURE FANS ARE WE STILL THERE??

can i get a hii :D

Just wanted to drop it and give some teasers for the Kure Obession fan fiction I am working on, for those who are a bit confused as to what I'm talking about here is a guide/newsletter to my upcoming and bigggest project (if anyone even gaf) other teasers: beginning of it ✦ the og anon'

:: 𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐃𝐘: 𝐊𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐀𝐍 & 𝐊𝐈𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐆𝐀 [𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄]

  This is a case study of one of the most severe cases of kure obsession written personally by Erioh Kure, Kure clan head. Keyword [NAME] is a redaction to protect the victim...its you, reader is [name]

This study contains previous journal entries, voice recordings, photographs and other media relevant to the study. From Erioh’s personal entries, to secondary accounts with no proof of veracity. Based on the prompt : “I really liked your latest Raian fic and how you wrote him. Your writing is really good! How do you think Raian would react if he was interested in someone strong? (kinda like Karla with Ohma) ans she's probably from a family with some rare power/ability, maybe something like seeing into the future, I don't know if that's even possible in the kengan universe. But she's not interested in marrying into a family of assassins and especially not someone like him with his violent ways, and keeps rejecting him.”

which i believe they got that question from Y=Yearing on my nsfw alphabet which states:

Raian is someone who gains pleasure from seeing someone's body being ripped apart. He gains pleasure from fighting the strong to make them weak.

 Compared to him, you are weaker than an ant to a human. He merely toys with you when he's bored. Torturing you, teasing you just for a little laugh. 

Sex doesn't do much for him; sure, it lets him release some stress, but it's incomparable to stress killing relieves. If he were to ever be satisfied by sex, it wouldn't be from the tightness of your cunt or suction from your mouth. 

It would be from the tears of the weak and how much he enjoyed torturing you. Since he doesn't want to kill you, he's never completely satisfied, as far as his sex drive goes.

It would be comparable to eating your favorite snacks The feeling to eat is there, and you'd like to do it, thought you've already eaten its just a snack because you like the taste.

mhm... crazy right. so here are some teasers. REMINDER ITS TEASERS AND TRAILERS NOT SPOILERS, you haven't seen nothing yet ;)

:: 𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐑

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3.

4.

obviously its unedited so grammar mistakes here and there. uhmm it will be out anywhere from tomorrow to next year so thats that, any other questions feel free too ask ok thats for the 5 ppl who gaf, good night tumblr

TAG LIST FOR IT OPEN

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━━━ °`.▪︎ DISCLAIMER. °`.▪︎ ━━━

This blog is for fictional writing & scenarios.

✦ Characters belong to their creators

✦ Nothing here reflects real life or promotes harmful actions. I do not condone any of my tropes being tolerated or romantised in real life.

This blog revolves around toxic dynamics, yandere tones, and heavy themes — always fictional but I do cute shit from time to time.

♡ Please do not repost or steal my work. Asks are always loved!

━━━━━ REQUEST RULES + NOTICE ━━━━━

✦ ╮ REQUESTS ARE OPEN

✦ ╮ I do not write without reader. Meaning no character x character.

✦ ╮ Please refer to this fandom list to see the list of fandoms I write for.

✦ ╮ I also write SFW: Angst and headcannons. Please for the love of god, if its a fluff let's not be shy and make it boring. Sprinkle some conflict in there or at least make it so overwhelming cute.

✦ ╮ If you request it I will write male/black/nb readers. But keep in mind genders different than mine are my weak spots. (male, trans etc.)

✦ ╮ For NSFW Period sex, pregnancy sex, incest, feet fetish are uncomfortable for me and probably won't convince me to write. Scat, beastiality, major/minor relationships are non-negotiables.

✦ ╮ Non-con/Dub-con, power imbalance, yandere themes, manipulation, are where it's at. And of course just some cute non problematic love is totally fine w me (I lie bad, it will most likely be mixed with angst.)

✦ ╮ BDSM, step-cest, somno, public, are comfortable with me. Period sex—only for demon slayer.

✦ ╮ I constantly reference wips at the end of other fics or in unrelated asks ie "#TO THE PERSON REQUESTING..." so you can check if i have received it like that, or just a follow up dm.

✦ ╮ You can get your request anywhere from the next hour to past 70days. I don't mind reminders.

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PYRO cum is HOT. not like the average human warmth of male seed but boiling hot. as in a scalding if left lingering on your skin too long. as in the bubbling blisters on the trail of his essence, dripping down your ass, narrowly missing your core.

it only ever gets this hot when he gets overstimulated. when you push him too far, your voice honeyed him into sweet temptations with little pleas like ‘just one more round.’

he trembles after his release, his body resisting thermal shock. “so lucky…” he groans through gritted teeth, his nails digging into your hips as he shakes. at the very last second, using all of his willpower, he dragged himself out, spilling his release all over your belly.

before you could even contemplate whether to panic or moan from the scalding sensation, his hands were quick to spread his arousal across your skin, smearing it before a burn could settle. it was still blistering hot, but spread into a tolerable heat instead of blistering you raw.

“could’ve burnt you…from inside.” the threat of what could happen if he were to release again should have stopped you two, but you both couldn't help it. after a sticky silence of him mustering the willpower to get off you and resisting your pleading wide eyes begging him for those same words with just the look in your eyes, “just one more round,” he folded once again. His lips crashing unto yours.

before your lips even met, his breath washed over you, way hotter than before, making your mouth water in expectation. as his upper lip falls into the gap of yours, the exchange of saliva numbs your lips. The shape of his lips became the only sensation you could feel in them.

down below, he shifted, adjusting himself, the thick head of his cock twitching along your folds, aligning himself to thrust again. he tried to start out slow, trying to keep control, but you could feel the twitch in his length, the way his restraint was fraying. He was too stimulated, his groan spilling into your mouth as his hips shuddered against yours.

It wasn’t long until you felt it, your own desperate need rising above you; his body trembled, and you could also feel his about to seep out any time now. selfish instinct took over before you could warn yourself. your thighs snapped tight around his waist, locking him in place. He cursed into your kiss.

“Fuck—”

He tried to pull back, tried to warn you, but your legs only clamped harder, dragging him deeper. The both of you came undone at once—your nails clawing at his shoulders, his body jerking as a scalding release spilled hot inside you.

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DABI, endeavor, BAKUGOU, jogo, SUKUNA, rengoku, escanor, portgas d. ace, diluc YOUR FAV PYRO

ᖇEᘔITIO. 3 in a row?? im on a generational run here chat. pls its unedited and i wrote this drunk sry if it doesnt make sense

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@starbaby15 you need a follow cuz that reblog was too quick

THANK YOU FOR SUPPORTING ALOT OF MY WORK I NOTICE 🫶🫶🫶

SEIRIN BOYS 𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐒/𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐔𝐀𝐋𝐒

✦ taiga kagami, tetsuya kuroko, junpei hyuga, teppei kiyoshi, izuki, mitobe, tsuchida, furihata + riko aida

cw: THESE ARE PORN LINKS that need an 18+ twitter/x account to access. fingering, piv, oralm!f!, masturbation, semi public, risky,manhandling, raw, overstim, tit sucking, blindfold (mind u half of these are from kuroko) manger!wife!gf!freshman!wlwtropes p links

a/n: two day streak? im on a roll here GoM ver.

━━━━━ ᗰᗩᗪE ✦ ᖇEᘔITIO ━━━━━

𝐓𝐚𝐢𝐠𝐚 𝐊𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐢

01. Fucking in the bathroom

02. Training camps were never for him, how he's missed you, your moans, squirms, body, and the feel of your cunt tightening on his length. Nothing can stop him when he's in this state, not even you.

03. Kagami gets home HUNGRY after practice. He sees you there lying down on your phone; not even a hello, just falls to his knees and begins to feast.

04. You can hear the team shouting your names, looking for the two of you, but Kagami doesn't care; he has his hands on your waist, preventing you from getting up.

"kaga—mhm....kagami they're looking f'us.." ✦ "Shit—let 'em look. You ain't going anywhere till I'm done with ya"

want more kagami?

𝐓𝐞𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐲𝐚 𝐊𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐨

01. Sitting on Kuroko's face

02. Tit sucking + blindfold

03. Overstimulating you with his fingers

04. That was the sight, pro!Kuroko saw when he got home. You hadn't even realized he was home, and he didn't dare interrupt you moaning his name—touching yourself imagining it's his fingers.

05. Foreplay with Kuroko, and he is so painfully slow, just to tease you.

"Haven't even touched you properly, look how wet your panties are..." "don't tell me you’re about to cum from my fingers."

06. Kuroko is shameless in what he wants. Coming home after a long day, all he wants is to stick his face between your thighs, not caring about ridicule or having to beg; he's into it.

𝐉𝐮𝐧𝐩𝐞𝐢 𝐇𝐲ū𝐠𝐚

01. In the cramped space of a gym storage closet

02. Post-practice, Hyuga's patience is already stretched thin, now he has to put in that annoying rubber? He just can't do it. He's going in raw.

03. Hyuga can barely think, his face completely red, glasses keep falling on, and dick is so hard. He's so flustered his childhood crush begged for his cock he keeps missing. (trust when he gets over the awkwardness its over for you babes)

04. Hyuga didn't even hesitate when he saw your text.

'My parents aren't home, wanna hang out?' He was already at your door, and he was fast putting you on your knees

05. Fucking your upperclassman in the science lab

𝐓𝐞𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐢 𝐊𝐢𝐲𝐨𝐬𝐡𝐢

01. Who would have thought coming over to your wholesome boyfriend just to study for finals would end up like this?

02. You two just made up after a huge argument. You told him that you were sorry and that you just missed touching him, and all he said

"Why don’t you touch me now?"

03. He’d been patient all week—watching you tease, stretch in tiny shorts, and flirt with others like you didn’t know what you were doing. Even an iron heart like Kiyoshi's snaps sometimes.

04. Kiyoshi could be so hesitant sometimes, crying he doesn't want to hurt you. But the minute he's in that pussy, his instinct takes over, and he is shamelessly rough.

05. Teasing Kiyoshi

𝐎𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬

𝐈𝐳𝐮𝐤𝐢—(eye-contact) ✦ (before school) ✦ (raw) ✦ (backshots)

wlw𝐑𝐢𝐤𝐨 — (how your hardworking gf relaxes) ✦ (strap-on)

𝐌𝐢𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞 — (silent loving) ✦ (eating you) ✦ (riding him) ✦ (rocking the bed)

𝐅𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐚— (pussy eating) ✦ (bending HIM over)

𝐓𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐚 — (you 'n' him)

current wips: nash x reader enemies to lovers, hantengu clones twitter links

unconfirmed wips: cowboy!toji?, a week with nanami??, murasakibara twitter links.

[rezitio]

SEIRIN BOYS 𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐒/𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐔𝐀𝐋𝐒

✦ taiga kagami, tetsuya kuroko, junpei hyuga, teppei kiyoshi, izuki, mitobe, tsuchida, furihata + riko aida

cw: THESE ARE PORN LINKS that need an 18+ twitter/x account to access. fingering, piv, oralm!f!, masturbation, semi public, risky,manhandling, raw, overstim, tit sucking, blindfold (mind u half of these are from kuroko) manger!wife!gf!freshman!wlwtropes p links

a/n: two day streak? im on a roll here GoM ver.

━━━━━ ᗰᗩᗪE ✦ ᖇEᘔITIO ━━━━━

𝐓𝐚𝐢𝐠𝐚 𝐊𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐢

01. Fucking in the bathroom

02. Training camps were never for him, how he's missed you, your moans, squirms, body, and the feel of your cunt tightening on his length. Nothing can stop him when he's in this state, not even you.

03. Kagami gets home HUNGRY after practice. He sees you there lying down on your phone; not even a hello, just falls to his knees and begins to feast.

04. You can hear the team shouting your names, looking for the two of you, but Kagami doesn't care; he has his hands on your waist, preventing you from getting up.

"kaga—mhm....kagami they're looking f'us.." ✦ "Shit—let 'em look. You ain't going anywhere till I'm done with ya"

want more kagami?

𝐓𝐞𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐲𝐚 𝐊𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐨

01. Sitting on Kuroko's face

02. Tit sucking + blindfold

03. Overstimulating you with his fingers

04. That was the sight, pro!Kuroko saw when he got home. You hadn't even realized he was home, and he didn't dare interrupt you moaning his name—touching yourself imagining it's his fingers.

05. Foreplay with Kuroko, and he is so painfully slow, just to tease you.

"Haven't even touched you properly, look how wet your panties are..." "don't tell me you’re about to cum from my fingers."

06. Kuroko is shameless in what he wants. Coming home after a long day, all he wants is to stick his face between your thighs, not caring about ridicule or having to beg; he's into it.

𝐉𝐮𝐧𝐩𝐞𝐢 𝐇𝐲ū𝐠𝐚

01. In the cramped space of a gym storage closet

02. Post-practice, Hyuga's patience is already stretched thin, now he has to put in that annoying rubber? He just can't do it. He's going in raw.

03. Hyuga can barely think, his face completely red, glasses keep falling on, and dick is so hard. He's so flustered his childhood crush begged for his cock he keeps missing. (trust when he gets over the awkwardness its over for you babes)

04. Hyuga didn't even hesitate when he saw your text.

'My parents aren't home, wanna hang out?' He was already at your door, and he was fast putting you on your knees

05. Fucking your upperclassman in the science lab

𝐓𝐞𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐢 𝐊𝐢𝐲𝐨𝐬𝐡𝐢

01. Who would have thought coming over to your wholesome boyfriend just to study for finals would end up like this?

02. You two just made up after a huge argument. You told him that you were sorry and that you just missed touching him, and all he said

"Why don’t you touch me now?"

03. He’d been patient all week—watching you tease, stretch in tiny shorts, and flirt with others like you didn’t know what you were doing. Even an iron heart like Kiyoshi's snaps sometimes.

04. Kiyoshi could be so hesitant sometimes, crying he doesn't want to hurt you. But the minute he's in that pussy, his instinct takes over, and he is shamelessly rough.

05. Teasing Kiyoshi

𝐎𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬

𝐈𝐳𝐮𝐤𝐢—(eye-contact) ✦ (before school) ✦ (raw) ✦ (backshots)

wlw𝐑𝐢𝐤𝐨 — (how your hardworking gf relaxes) ✦ (strap-on)

𝐌𝐢𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞 — (silent loving) ✦ (eating you) ✦ (riding him) ✦ (rocking the bed)

𝐅𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐚— (pussy eating) ✦ (bending HIM over)

𝐓𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐚 — (you 'n' him)

current wips: nash x reader enemies to lovers, hantengu clones twitter links

unconfirmed wips: cowboy!toji?, a week with nanami??, murasakibara twitter links.

[rezitio]

NASH GOLD JR. TWITTER LINKS nsfw

cw: WILL NEED 18+ LOGGED IN X ACC! piv, fingering, groping, oral m!, use of cigarettes, light degrading, jealous/hate sex, tiny little fanfic ad in there, cowgirl/chokehold/missionary and more

a/n: gets good after 05. Trust. GoM + others

━━━━━ ᗰᗩᗪE ✦ ᖇEᘔITIO ━━━━━

01. Riding your upperclassman

02. 'Late night talks' with Nash

03. Every time you two try to watch a movie together.

04. I don't have anything to say just me on Nash fr 😛

05. How I imagine eye contact with Nash because he doesn't know how to look at someone without looking down on them.

06. He loves to fuck you high.

"You want some?...open your mouth." "mmm—fuuck you look soo hot. naughty girl..."

07. You thought you hated him. And that he hated you. You've endured so much hostility he threw at you, making your university first year a living hell—all because of some old high school basketball team you used to manage. So why...why was he touching you like this, and why were you allowing him? fic here:(coming soon!)

08. Nash would have a stereotype that every girl living in Japan was just a modest, innocent girl. Oh, did he thank God he was wrong. (you don't have to be Japanese you just live there)

09. You hadn't even been in your boyfriend's house 2 minutes before he started touching you on his couch.

"wore that damn skirt f'me, huh?" "Come here dressin' like that, expecting m' to behave."

10. He just shows up in your apartment whenever you post on your Instagram.

"flantin' your body like that...pound...f' all those pervs dreamin' of fuckin' ya like this...pound...ta see—you like gettin' me angry like this?

MDNI. rezitio

[rezitio]

TWITTER LINKS PLEASE ANSWER/VOTE

Do you guys prefer twitter links with

Option 1: short sentences/one word, two lines max like these; ✦ ✦ ✦

04. He misses you a little more whenever he finds your sex tapes.

02. Gojo Satoru. The King of teasing you

01. Facesitting

Option 2: Long story scenarios like these ✦ ✦ ✦

04. There’s always been this weird tension between you two. You hated Kagami, the loud athlete. He hated you, the smug, top-of-the-class girl who rolled her eyes at everything he said. Being paired for the late-night project meeting was bad enough. Neither of you remembers who moved first—only that the argument ended with your lips wrapped around him.

02. You can be having a normal conversation with Akashi but his hand is under your skirt doing this and he expects you to comport yourself and keep talking.

03. Imayoshi only has so much patience. The first few days you lied to his face; he let it slide, smiling at you like he didn't know your real reasoning. He kept asking you the same question over and over again, and you just kept lying to him. Now with his cock deep in your mouth, lie to him again; he dares you.

Option 3: Mixtures of both/who cares ✦ ✦

Pls I need help this has been putting me off for months cuz idk which ppl prefer

[rezitio]

I know we hate him but algorithm please allow 😔🙏

NASH GOLD JR. — AS A SINGLE DAD

angsty-fluff headcanons

𝐃𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐘

When you announced you had his child, he didn't believe it. Not because he thought you were joking, but he just didn’t want to believe it.

The situation wasn’t ideal, and it did lead to some petty fights because of things he said, like “Are you sure it’s mine?” When he knows damn well it was.

Eventually he understood that this affects you way more than it does him and this wasn’t the time to be a jerk and step up.

All through the pregnancy Nash learned to swallow his pride (and a few words…) and just be there for you. The first few months he was a bit fussy with all your cravings and mood swings, but he adjusted, got whatever you wanted no matter the time, and always tried to keep how you might be feeling at the back of his head when you got snappy.

Honestly, he seemed more excited than you in his own narcissistic way. He bragged to anyone who had ears, always bothered you with questions on “how soon?”, and carried anything and everything for you (not without a little fuss or scolding you for picking something heavy).

The pregnancy helped your relationship so much because before, you never really understood his way of loving and thought you two were on the verge of breaking up—hence the anxiety before telling him. But now you understand his love language, and he makes an effort to practice yours.

When the doctor told him there were a few ‘complications,’ he froze, and then not long after, when they told him you didn’t make it, he completely numbed. Nine months of opening up his doors only for them to lock up again 

He held your daughter in his hands, listening to her cry, with no expression in his eyes. It was then he decided he can’t let her go like he did you.

Yes, he blames himself for your death. He cried at your funeral and wasn’t seen a few days after it. He never saw your body; the last image of you, funnily enough, was you scolding him to just get out of the labor room, saying that ‘it wasn’t like you were going to die.’

𝐀𝐒 𝐀 𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑

Taking care of a baby took YEARS off his life. He paused his career to take care of the baby and tried to take care of everything himself. But he understood it was only in her best interest to get help, so he trusted his mom/your mom and Silver.

Whenever it was him and Silver, neighbors always knocked on the door because it was two men shouting at each other and screaming. Silver, or ‘Uncle Silver,’ was the closest thing she had to a mother.

Often being the pillar she could hide behind whenever Nash would scold her for being 1 mm near a man.

If he has a black/curly haired girl

He almost cries when her hair starts to grow and the placenta perm wears off because now he HAS to ask for help.

He might wash her hair with Old Spice and brush it out, but as it grew, he knew he had to ask Silver for help. But the thing is, Silver was just as bad as him with braiding hair. So Silver had to call up a guy who knows a girl who knows an old woman who does children’s hair.

He does NOT leave his kid in the salon. He’s there the whole time on the couch, glaring and watching for any sign of discomfort.

“Are you sure the water isn’t too hot?” “It might be too tight.”

Thank god that old woman had patience for him.

Nash would under no circumstances allow her to date ANYBODY. "No boys till marriage" is his life motto.

I think the best way to describe how he feels as a father is ‘Violent Crimes’ by Kanye West. He knows how teenage boys are and is a little worried about karma coming back to bite his ass.

Seen with a man? He’s giving you a three-hour lecture on it. 

He raises his girl to be tough and know how to spot a male manipulator from miles away (cuz he’s one). He also spoils his girl a lot. But whenever Silver or someone says anything about it, he would deny the hell out of it.

She knows all about her mother and the type of woman she was; Nash makes sure of it, in a way always reminding himself never to forget you. 

Will rarely, if ever, miss one of her big performances, be it a dance recital or a big game. And he comes with the whole Jabberwocks and vuvuzelas. 

𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐈𝐍?

No. I don’t think he would ever love again. Although he knows it’s not logically his fault, he can’t help shake off his guilt. It's not like you two broke up, His loss left a hole in his heart that he has boarded up and refuses to fill.

He’d still occasionally have some hook-ups, or some women might try to fill your role, but he never lets them get far. He can’t help comparing any girl to you. Even if he does, someone else just wouldn’t work with him. In his mind he’s trying to find you in them. Not to mention it took you two seasons before you began to be ‘healthy.’ With a new girl? After you? It will take three books for him to even say ‘I love you’ and mean it. And that’s if he’d even do anything with the ‘love.’

It just won’t happen.

[rezitio]

NO CUZ WHY DID HE SAY HE HAD SMTH TO SAY, TALKING ABOUT SOME IM GOING TO AMERICA, YOU WAS SUPPOSED TO GRADUATE IN SEIRIN, YOU ARE HIS LIGHT OMFG.

what the fuck i cried again while rewatching :((((((((((

[rezitio]

PLS IM ON MY KNEES IM BEGGING YOU PLS MAKE A KAGAMI VERSION TWT LINK PLSS

p.s i loved the gom version :p

𝗧𝗔𝗜𝗚𝗔 𝗞𝗔𝗚𝗔𝗠𝗜 𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐒/𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐔𝐀𝐋𝐒 ✦ 𝐊𝐍𝐁

cw: WILL NEED AN 18+ X ACCOUNT. morning sex, fingering, groping, piv, oralm!f!, threesome, childhoodfriends/rivals/coach's daughter tropes.

a/n: was originally going to reply to this with the seirin ver I was already working on, but i decided to make one just for kagami (dw seirin will still get their own...so thats double kagami)

GoM ver.

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01. You snuck into his apartment again. It’s barely sunrise, and you’re hidden under his sheets, wearing nothing but panties. Kagami wakes with a groan, hair a mess, eyes still half-lidded, already complaining as his hands slide to feel your body.

02. He said he'd just wanted you to join him in the tub, that he wouldn't try anything. You blame yourself; you should have known better than to trust Kagami’s self-control.

03. Kagami knew well that it was wrong. He knew he was already on thin ice with all his outbursts and fights. But he couldn’t help fucking the coach's daughter.

04. There’s always been this weird tension between you two. You hated Kagami, the loud athlete. He hated you, the smug, top-of-the-class girl who rolled her eyes at everything he said. Being paired for the late-night project meeting was bad enough. Neither of you remembers who moved first—only that the argument ended with your lips wrapped around him.

05. It was always the three of you. You, Kagami, and Himuro. Then the inevitable happened: Taiga moved, lost contact, and Himuro wouldn't talk to you anymore because you still viewed Taiga as a friend. Years later all that tension is finally at its peak, the girl they both fell for threesome ver.

06. How Taiga praises his little cheerleader for being with him after every game, win or lose.

07. Please ride this man until you turn the wild Taiga all exhausted and tame. Trust me, it's worth it.

08. I'd say Kagami absolutely regrets ever showing his teammates where he lives, much less giving Kuroko an extra key. Because they could just walk in at any moment and see you being railed like this.

09. You nuzzled deeper into his neck, leaving hickeys as he shook beneath you. You hated how much fangirls fawned over him; sometimes he's not the only one who's possessive.

"You...mmm...you told me you weren't jealous." ✦ "..mm...shut up."

all favs in red!