#୨﹒pronouns

[goddessswan]

haiaiai !! 'm back again ... cud i get prns like mu / mur & / or lae / laes please ? :3

　　﹒　♡　⊹　🍙　𓂃　﹒　◞

　　💬　pronouns like　⸝⸝　mu/mur , lae/laes　₊　

　　╭　🐜　　✦　pronouns　﹒

　　╰　　　♡　ne/nym , no/non , ny/nym , em/ems , le/lem/les , lee/lim , li/lim , le/lim/lir , li/lir , mae/mer/mims , mae/mair , mae/mim/mair , mie/mem/mer , mim/myr , mo/mos , mye/myr , mys/myr　﹒

◌ 　 　❜ 　　request by: @laceyicon　　𓈒

[dolliecworpse]

titles & pronouns relating to ghosts? :3

🐾 𓂅 ghost themed titles ｡｡｡

(pronoun) who haunts , the one who lurks in the haunted house , (pronoun) who makes it difficult to sleep , the ghastly one , the one of mist and fog , the mischievous one , (pronoun) who appears when you call out (pronoun) name , the phantom , the poltergeist , the spirit that wanders through graveyards , the lonely one

🐾 𓂅 ghost themed pronouns ｡｡｡

ghost/ghosts/ghostself , ghastly/ghastlys/ghastlyself , haunt/haunts/hauntself , lurk/lurks/lurkself , mist/misty/mistyself , fog/foggy/foggyself , mischief/mischiefs/mischiefself , haunt/haunting/hauntingself , phantom/phantoms/phantomself , poltergeist/poltergeists/poltergeistself , spirit/spirits/spiritself

🦴 𓂅 note ｡｡｡ sorri abt how uncreative some of these are </3 i hope you still find smth you like!! /g

[saoji-a]

     𓏵  ◟ ꒰ 𐂯︶︶₊ ˚⊹︶୨୧︶⊹˚ ₊︶︶𐂯 ꒱۪ ◞   ✦

 ←⠀→⠀⠀↻       ୨ it’s love、 it’s love ୧     —⠀⿻⠀✖

    ◟ ✦。  scyphozoa．   𐂯   cheji / mu / fwi ୧

    ୨ ₊ ˚𐂯  npt / id packs． 𓏵  nonhuman   ✦ ◞

     ✦  ◟ ꒰ 𐂯︶︶₊ ˚⊹︶୨୧︶⊹˚ ₊︶︶𐂯 ꒱۪ ◞

    plain text under cut． ac﹔ _upache． old intro

pt:

It's love, it's love

(image. text reads swan-goddess → saoji-a )

Scyphozoa. Cheji/mu/fwi

Npt/Id packs. Nonhuman

plain text under cut. ac; _upache (link). old intro (link)

/end pt

[bunni-v1]

Eating up your Harumasa content about him and cockwarming, May I request more of that pls🙏🏻Maybe some (consensual) somno as well👉🏻👈🏻

🍓I kept this in the drafts until baby girl came out! Happy Haru release day my loves <3 I hope you all enjoy him as much as I do!!! I fleshed out the original post into a full piece, so I hope you don't mind too much my love. Didn't do the somno unfortunately, just couldn't fit it in naturally.

Minors DNI!!

TW: NSFW; Grammar errors; Written pre-story quest so inaccuracies are bound to appear <3

Info: Harumasa x Reader; Fem bodied reader; They/them pronouns/ you/yours

Harumasa had a long day. You can hear it from the kitchen, the way his feet drag against the floor and the grunts he lets out as he fights off his shoes. You hear him cuss them out after they thump against the hardwood of your shared entrance. Then his feet drag their way all the way to you, finally slumping over your shoulder with the most relieved sigh.

The way he acts, it seems like he just came back from an unending war. That wasn't the case, of course, it was more likely that Yanagi asked him to do his portion of paperwork and he just didn't want to do it. (Then he would proceed to do not only his but also finish Yanagi's and Miyabi's if he saw fit.) His arms wrap around your waist, and he hums happily. It's cute enough that you set down the knife you were using to run your fingers through his pretty silky black hair, turning and pressing a kiss to his forehead.

"Hello, my love," you coo, "How was work."

It takes him a moment to respond as if he was soaking in the words fully before yellow eyes peered up at you, "Mmm, long... and hard."

You're too late to catch the innuendo, and his hands have already slid up from your stomach to give your chest a squeeze. Simultaneously, he pulls you back into him, and you feel that he is in fact long and hard. It draws a gasp from your lips, which satisfies him into sighing against your skin.

"Harumasa," you deadpan, pulling at his hands which won't budge for anything, as always.

He doesn't humor you with a response, pressing heated kisses up and down your neck. It's a tactic he loves to use, buttering you up just so he can get what he wants. It was infuriatingly effective. Still, you were in the middle of making dinner for him. Certainly, he could let you finish doing that.

You manage to push his head away from your neck, which has him whining like a child, but you don't relent and he finally pulls back enough so you can look at him. "We need to eat, Haru."

"I was getting to it," he quips back, smirking that annoyingly cute smirk.

"We need to eat food," You insist, gesturing to the half-made meal on the countertop.

He pouts at it like it was personally offending him just by existing. Then you see him go over the ingredients, and his face lights up just a little. You were making his favorite, figuring it would be a nice treat after a long week at work. Spoiling him was one of your favorite pastimes, after all.

Conflict arises in his pretty yellow eyes, and you watch him debate whether he'd prefer eating you out or eating your homemade cooking more. He comes to his decision by pulling away from you, a deceptively innocent smile on his face.

"Alright, I'll let you finish up," he hums, leaning against the countertop next to you.

You raise an unimpressed eyebrow at him, "But...?"

"Mmm," he taps his chin, feigning consideration and you already know what he's going to ask, "You have to cockwarm me while we watch a movie!"

Of course. It was his favorite thing in the world, especially after a long workday and a good meal. Most weeks ended like this, but it didn't bother you too much. It wasn't a bad deal for you, as annoying as he was about it.

You don't give him a direct answer, simply sighing and turning back to working on the food, "What movie did you have in mind...?"

✦ ⎯⎯ㅤִㅤ୭ ୨♡୧ ৎㅤִ ⎯⎯ ✦

Dinner isn't as relaxed as you wanted, not with Harumasa practically squirming in excitement across from you. You do your best to pretend it's not happening, eating the food you prepared and mentally preparing yourself for the night you have ahead of you. He practically bounds to the living room when you finish, and you know once you finish cleaning up he won't have the patience to wait any longer.

It was childish, but you couldn't help but find it cute. He rarely allowed himself to be this carefree, so indulging him was the least you could do. So you set the last of the dishes in the sink and make your way to the living room, sighing at the sight of him already palming his hard-on through his work pants.

When he notices you there he gives you a lopsided grin, patting his thigh with his free hand. He works his belt and pants open, and it gives you the idea that maybe you should mess around with him too. It was supposed to be fun for both of you after all, right?

He pouts at you when you don't immediately swing your legs over his lap like an obedient dog, jerking his neglected member in his hands a few times for emphasis. You snort at the sight, patting his thigh reassuringly before turning around to face the TV. You hear him let out an annoyed grunt that catches in his throat when you slowly slide your pants over your hips, around the fat of your ass, and finally down the meat of your thighs until it hits the floor.

He grabs at one of the cheeks, humming appreciatively to himself as the digits sink into the fat, "Maybe we should cut the movie altogether..."

You tut at him, swatting his hands away to give him the same show with your underwear. He inhales deeply at the sight of your glistening pussy, exactly the reaction you wanted. With a playful smirk, you turn and slide your legs on either side of him, wrapping your arms around his shoulders.

"You're being a brat~" He sings in your ear, lining himself up with your entrance.

You pout innocently, "You didn't like the show?"

He doesn't humor you with an answer, instead guiding your hips down until you are fully seated on his dick. It stung a little not being properly prepped, but you had all the time in the world to adjust. Harumasa loved taking his time with things like these, after all.

He leans over to grab the remote to the DVD player and starts the movie. It's some stupid family film from over a decade ago about mutant rodents saving the world or something like that. You were never too interested in stuff like that, but Harumasa always brought those kinds of films home for cockwarming. Why, you had no clue, but they were delightful distractions.

The beginning is always the easiest for you. It's all nice and pleasant as you adjust to the stretch. You're able to rest your head on his chest and peer over your shoulder at the movie. He's surprisingly cold, which soothes the raging heat that builds in your core. His hands rest against your sides patiently, lying in wait for whenever he decides he's grown bored of the movie.

Perhaps that's why it's so easy because the start is mostly skinship. Harumasa may be a tease, but he does love having you close like this. It's almost innocent if only his cock wasn't buried inside you as deep as it would go.

It starts getting hard when his hands start moving around, which is where you're at right now. They slide from their place on your waist down to your ass, rubbing and squeezing the skin like a stress ball. Then they'll find their way to your thighs, dancing along the meat of them and running his thumbs over the tops before falling back to your ass and repeating the process.

You shiver, stiffening up in his lap as he repeats the motion for the millionth time. An unexpected sharp pain erupts from your ass, and it takes your brain a second to process that he has smacked you. You pull back to glare at him, and he returns the look with an innocent smile, pressing a kiss to your cheek.

"I can't pay attention to the movie with you squirming like that," he scolds lightly, pressing you back into his shoulder.

You fight the urge to grumble back a 'neither can I', and instead try not to focus on the ever-increasing heat in your groin. It's much easier said than done, as each little twitch from either of you gives you a painful reminder that he's balls deep inside you and you can't do anything about it. He laughs at something in the movie and it travels from his chest right through his dick and into your weeping cunt.

You give up on paying attention to the movie at that point, deciding trembling into his shoulder was a better alternative than pretending you were fine. You nose the column of his throat with shaky breaths, burrowing yourself into his shoulder with a pathetic sigh.

He coos at you, running his fingers through your hair in what's meant to be comfort. You know he's just doing it to annoy you, though. Your spine tingles as his fingers tug a little at the hair, your pussy clenching around him in favor. He groans, pulling a little harder to get you to look at him.

Again, you see something like contemplation behind his eyes, then he smiles at you. His hand comes down from your hair to press your neck forward, and he locks lips with you. You sigh happily into the kiss, not realizing how desperately you'd wanted the attention until now. It seems he knows that, with the way he smirks into the kiss before gliding his tongue across your lip.

You happily give him the access he craves, humming as his tongue slips in and pressing against yours. He tastes bitter, like the medicine he takes every day, but the taste is welcome from your neglected body. You graze your fingers against his collarbone and he finally reacts, pressing his hips up into yours before correcting himself.

As if knowing you'd try it, his hands firmly pressed you to him, not allowing you to move. You whine into his mouth, and he pulls away to smile at you, head leaning against the back of the couch. His face is red, but he looks so satisfied which almost makes the torture worth it.

Deciding you can't handle how pretty he is, you lean down to litter warm kisses against his neck. He sighs, lulling his head to the side to give you better access. You suck at the pretty skin, nibbling on whatever your lips can find. You feel the effect it has on him, dick twitching inside you with each new mark you leave. He continues to run his fingers through your hair, humming contentedly as you service him.

It's when you get to his collarbones that he pauses you, pulling your face up to his. He presses a sweet little kiss to your nose, causing you to giggle. He tilts his head to the side, running a finger along your cheek, "How was your day, baby?"

You respond softly to his musing, answering all his questions about your day. Then, in the middle of telling him about what your boss made you do that day, you feel it. His hands very slowly ease your hips into a short, circular movement. You choke on the words, shuddering at the sensation. It felt... so good, you forgot how to think for a moment as your neglected pussy throbs at the attention.

Harumasa tilts his head at you, though he's smirking, "What was that?"

You stutter out the rest of your response, hardly coherent, but it satisfies him nonetheless. He continues to work you against him at the same slow and easy pace, a master of making things long and drawn out.

Those fingers that had been steadily controlling the pace, slide under your shirt to rake against your ribs. Bunching the fabric up along with your bra and tugging it off your body. Your skin pebbles in the cold air of your apartment, and his hands are quick to glide over it to heat it up. He lets out a low whistle at the sight of your tits, hands immediately cupping them like they belonged there.

Your hips stutter at the new sensation, earning you a look from him that makes you return to the previously set rhythm. Without breaking eye contact, he leans forward to kiss over your chest. Even at the awkward angle, he manages to rub every sensitive spot deep inside you, all while sucking pretty red marks into your hot flesh.

He keeps that up for a long while, ensuring that neither of you can cum until he wants you to. It's sweet sweet torture. The pleasure curls up in your gut, unable to release but somehow forever building up.

All at once his head lulls back and his oh-so-steady rhythm suddenly becomes unreliable. His hips stutter against his beat, but he keeps up that slow pace as best as he can. His hand comes down to roll your clit under his thumb, and you finally feel yourself building to your orgasm. He's close too.

"Baby," he whines, gripping your hip tightly, "lemme stuff you, please? I'll getcha plan b in the morning, jus' lemme this once."

He always says that. Not that you're coherent enough to remind him of that fact. All you can think of is how badly you wanna cum, and how you'll say yes to anything to reach that high. So you awkwardly bob your head in a 'yes' motion.

His eyes roll back and he groans, picking up his pace finally. Your hips rut into his with a fervor you didn't know you were capable of. You slump forward, moaning into his shoulder unabashedly. The coil in your stomach twists and twists until it finally snaps.

At the same time, you feel his warm hot cum flood your insides. His cock twitches with each release, and your walls tighten around it almost encouraging the action. His chest rises and falls in succession with yours, fingers curling in your hair soothing both of you.

Your eyes slowly drift closed at the gentle sensation, sighing happily into his shoulder. He presses kisses to your temple, but you know he's just as spent as you are. Neither of you would be leaving the couch, not that it was a problem when he tugged one of your throw blankets across your back, pulling you down into a much more comfortable sideways position.

You drift off with his dick still inside you, the warm sensation of his cum inside you calling you to rest. You always sleep well on nights like these, wrapped up in one another.

[ifangirlalot]

I’m not sure if requests are still open or not (if they aren’t just ignore this!!) but if they are, I’d love a really sweet top sal fisher kinda thing!

˗ˏˋ 𝐒𝐎𝐅𝐓𝐈𝐄 𝐓𝐎𝐏𝐏𝐘 ˎˊ˗ | starring sal fisher

︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵୨♡୧‿︵‿︵୨♡୧‿︵‿︵୨♡୧‿︵‿︵

*~smut!~* [𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘]: softdom!sal x sub!reader, mentions of p in v, oral (fem receiving), praising (pronouns used): AFAB reader

First piece I've posted in a bit, no other subject than my lil mass murderer himself <3

︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵୨♡୧‿︵‿︵୨♡୧‿︵‿︵୨♡୧‿︵‿︵

︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵୨♡୧‿︵‿︵୨♡୧‿︵‿︵୨♡୧‿︵‿︵

⊹ ִֶָ𓏲࣪𖹭 Sal isn't really a rough sex kinda guy anyways, but he also isn't super into being the bottom, so he's a soft dominant all the way. ⊹ ִֶָ𓏲࣪𖹭 He's incredibly big on dirty talk, though, even though he doesn't really seem like he would be. (It's always the soft spoken ones, bro!)

"You're being such a good girl for me." "I know it hurts baby, but you're doing so fucking good." "I'm so fucking proud of you for taking all of my cock." "You look so beautiful with your mouth around my dick, baby."

⊹ ִֶָ𓏲࣪𖹭 Sal loves when you're a mindless little sub baby for him. You sitting on the floor in front of him with your cheek against his leg while he absently rubs your hair and praises you- ugh, heaven for him.

⊹ ִֶָ𓏲࣪𖹭 If you had a rough day at school or something, he loves edging you to sleep. Just using his fingers to stroke away at your insides, except he doesn't let you cum until you tell him you feel better.

⊹ ִֶָ𓏲࣪𖹭 Or he just lets you sleepily rut yourself against his cock while murmuring to you in a soft voice.

"Shhh, you don't need to think, just fuck yourself to sleep, little bird."

⊹ ִֶָ𓏲࣪𖹭 Sal starts getting hella cocky when you become a mindless, drooling mess from bouncing on his cock for hours on end while he just smirks and gives you compliments about it.

⊹ ִֶָ𓏲࣪𖹭 He loves getting head from you. The sight of you between his legs, struggling to get past a couple inches, tears streaming down your face while you whimper like a good little fuck baby and he gently wipes your tears away with his thumbs and gently talks you through it.

"Ah.. shh, there you go, atta girl.. Just a little further for me? Can you do that baby? Can- ahhh, fuck yeah, there we go, just like that.."

⊹ ִֶָ𓏲࣪𖹭 He also uses his dominance to help you develop a sense of self respect and make healthy habits. You made your bed today? He'll fuck you in it and make it back up for you when you're down. You brushed your teeth? He'll give you the greatest head of your life. You ate breakfast today? He'll rub your clit and tell you how proud he is of you for trying today.

[A Note From Zee]

I apologize for taking so long, I just have not been in the mindset to write recently- Hopefully I can get some more (longer/better) requests settled out this weekend.

[fanged-fanfics]

👑🧡 Wukong and Macaque x fem reader — Cuddle HCs 💜🌙

Genres: Romance, Fluff || she/her pronouns for reader || No warnings needed

˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁⋆˚｡⋆୨👑🌙୧⋆˚｡⋆✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧. ݁₊ ⊹

- Wukong is absolutely needy when it comes to cuddles. He loves the feeling of having you wrapped up in his arms, it brings him a lot of comfort to feel your warmth

- Macaque enjoys them, but has a hard time admitting that he does. He'll act like you're convincing him into it, even if in reality he's been waiting for you to ask all day

- "Geez, fine, princess. If you really want em that badly, then come here"

- The two definitely turn it competitive and compare who gets more attention than the other. They get into little bragging matches about it and everything

- "Well I had her for over an hour!"

"So? She was with me all day yesterday"

"I was busy! I had to train the kid"

"Sure, Great Sage, whatever makes you feel better"

- They get extra clingy to try and make up the difference if they think one is getting more than the other. It's not uncommon to have then randomly plop down on either side of you, both ready to ask for attention

- Wukong likes to cuddle by wrapping his arms around you, fully feeling you against his body. He loves nuzzling into your neck or shoulder, always looking to wrap you up in his embrace as much as possible

- Macaque is more the type to let you lean on him, though he will give an arm to wrap around your waist or shoulders too. He let's his tail wrap around you the most, keeping you close to him with a firm hold on your hip

- Wukong complains a lot if you try to get up before he's ready to let go. He groans and whines if you get up too early and follows behind you when you do get up since he's still feeling clingy

- Macaque tries to use more sly tactics to keep you laying down. Just subtle teasing and flirting, he likes using his charm to woo you back into his embrace. If that doesn't work then you got a grumpy monkey following you around with a tail around your waist

- They ask for it in different ways but they both want cuddles the second you come home and always before bed. They're the same amount of clingy in the early mornings too

[voghe]

ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ BIOS/DISPLAY NAMES MASTERPOST

🕊️┆𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 ， 사랑 — prns ִ ࣪𖤐 ˖ ✦ › mbti 𓂃 ★ @user's 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹

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𐔌 name ﹒ ౨ৎ 𓏵 ﹒ prns ◟ 𖦹 ᛝ carrd ﹒ ❏

ᅠᅠᅠ꒰͡⠀ׂ 𖹭⠀͡꒱ 𝖿𝖺𝗂𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝗌𝗅𝖾𝖾𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 ︵͡ ⁺ ᰍ̠ 🏹🌷 ׅ ۫ 요정

౨ৎ'🌙 .

the tattoo on my ring finger —★! 07 liner

౨ৎ @txt_bighit

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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ‿︵˓ ʚ♡ɞ ˓ ︵ ͜ ㅤ ㅤ ݂ ͘ ౨ৎ Light shower. .ᐟ ⟢ ۫ ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ Call me your muse. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ︶ ͡ ۫ ˓ ʚ♡ɞ ˒ ۫ ͡ ︶

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╭ ❝ @name ❞ • song + artist !! ╰ ★ sexuality . mbti . timezone

＞　 ◞ ◞ 　 ⟡　 ◞ ◞ 　 ＜ >ᴗ< ︴name info 𝜗 ᴗ ‸ ᴗ) info .ᐟ.ᐟ

˖ ࣪ ⊹ ( 🍓 ) 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 .ᐟ ୨୧ ⤹ 𝗆𝖻𝗍𝗂 • 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗇𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗌 .ᐟ

𐙚 ( 🌷 ) ˖ ࣪ ⊹ 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗲𝘆𝗲𝘀 𝖿𝗈𝗋 ( 𝗇𝖺𝗆𝖾 ) ˖ ࣪

ㅤ 𓈒 ୭ৎ ᥴᥲ𝗍s ᥱyᥱs 𝅄 🪡 ۪ ݁ 𓈒

ㅤㅤ ۪ 𝅄 ꒰ 태형 ꒱ ۪ ݁ 𝟷𝟷 : 𝟷𝟷 ݁ ۪ ୧

      ♡⊹.* name ┆★ ˙ᵕ˙      prns !? ᰔ age ᰔ zodiac       ╰┈➤ extra / / ♡

｡ﾟﾟ･｡･ﾟﾟ｡ ﾟ。 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘧 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥, ౨ৎ 　ﾟ･｡･ﾟ 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨, ₊˚⊹♡

｡ﾟﾟ･｡･ﾟﾟ｡ ﾟ。 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘢 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴, ౨ৎ 　ﾟ･｡･ﾟ 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘨. ₊˚⊹♡

𝗣𝗟𝗔𝗬▶ 𝗩𝗛𝗦

𝟬𝟭:𝟯𝟱 𝗦𝗘𝗣 . 𝟬𝟯 𝟭𝟵𝟴𝟱

_ _ // ヤ . @ name ◟ ⨯ . ︵︵ .ᐟ prn . prn 丶 𐑞

𝗰𝗵𝗸 𝗰𝗵𝗸 𝗯𝗼𝗼𝗺 💥 ᵛᵃᵐᵒˢ ᴵ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ʷᵃⁿᵗ ⁱᵗ 🔥 ˡᵒᵇᵒˢ ʷᵉ ᶜᵃⁿⁿᵒᵗ ˢᵗᵒᵖ ʰᵘⁿᵗⁱⁿᵍ☄️

✶ ﹕ name ﹫ pro ⌒⌒ nouns·₊★ ╰╮ ⸝⸝ website <3 ╰↠ dms status ( ^ ω ^)

୨🍶୧  𝑝𝑜𝑟𝑐𝑒𝑙𝑎𝑖𝑛  ⏜ ۫ . ⟡   ⋂                ♡︎   ﹒ৎ୭  88̲8̲ﹾ   ⋆ﾟ꒰ఎ ໒꒱ ⋆ﾟ

🎀𓂃 ࣪˖ name ! prns ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ extra ⋮ @youruser ₊˚ෆ ೀ 🍨 ‧ ˚ 🎀 ⊹˚. ♡

𝜗⠀ name⠀˙ ♱◞ ྀི 𓏵𓏵⠀𖥻prn/prn ◟ 𓉸⠀ ︵︵⠀𓈒⠀⠀ext⠀𝜚　˙ 　˖　⁰⁰

• ➜ @user ﹕ ✩ ㅤ ✦ › carrd.co ꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱ []teen ,, mbti ✩ ࿐࿔

𝗪𝗮𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗠𝗮𝗰𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗲 𝗛𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁 ᴹⁱᵗˢᵏ�� ♥︎ ⇄ ◁◁ 𝚰𝚰 ▷▷ ↻ ⁰⁰'²⁵ ━━●━━───── ⁰²'⁰⁸

◠ . ─ · ◠ . ─ · ◠ . ─ · ◠ . ─ · ꒰୨୧◞ 。name⠀.ᐟ⠀user⠀₊ ˚⊹ ɞ⠀.⠀age ﾉ⠀pronouns ﹗ ໒꒱۪

𓍢 ⛲️ ׅ ⬞ ִ name . 𓂃 ଓ mbti ۪ ݁ 𓈒 ult 𓍢ִ໋ @

¡ ૮₍ name 𖠗 🍴✦ name ⏱ ᯤ 𔔁 !

،، ✶ 🍚 ¿ ¡ ✷ name ⩇ ʿ 𖤛 ⋆ 🧻 𖥉

♡ 🏯 ᪤ name 𔘓 ! # 94 🧭 ᯤ ა

𔔀 ꉂ 🥼 ¡ name ! ₍ᐢ..ᐢ₎ 𒀭࣪ ⋆ 🛁

ʿʿ ヤ ⏱ ✶ % name ᯤ 𖠗 ⩉:⩉ 🗑 ! ?

: 交 🏐 🜲 𖠗 name ? 🗒 ☆ › ✸

𓆩 ✉ # ⋆ ⩉ name𝂅 🌪 : ★ ☆ 𓆪

%  ☆ ࣪🗞  ¡ ૮₍name ₎ა : ꀯ  ♡  🔭  ‽

⩇⩇  🧂 𖠗 🍴✦ ‧ꭑname‧ ⏱ ᯤ 𔔁  ! 

،، ✶ 🍚  ¿ ¡  ✷ name  ⩇ ʿ 𖤛 ⋆  🧻 𖥉 

♡  🏯  ᪤  ּname  𔘓 !  #  94 🧭 ᯤ ა

𔔀  ꉂ  🥼 ¡  ‧name𝀛 !   ₍ᐢ..ᐢ₎  𒀭࣪  ⋆ 🛁 

:  交  🏐  🜲  𖠗 𝀛name   ?  🗒  ☆ ›  ✸ 

 𓆩  ✉  # ⋆ ⩉  ּname᤻𝂅 🌪 :  ★  ☆  𓆪

𓄹 タ ⋆ 📡  name  ҂  𝗣𝗿𝗶𝗻𝖼e̲s̲s̲ ꞌꞋꞌ ⏱ ₍ᐢ..ᐢ₎ ˖ ࣪⭑

᤻  ꗃ  :  ⏲ ◖ 𓂃 name  ⿻  name‧ ،، ✶ 🗞  ⩉  

⩉ : ⩉  𖥻 🗑 ꉂ  ૮₍ ‧name᤻𝀛 ₎ა ✶  ๋࣭   # 97   ◜🗒◞

¡  % ⊹  🥽  ᨘ໑  ▸ name᤻𝀛  🜲  𝗚𖦹𝗻ׂ𝗲 𔔁 🏯 ! ׄ .𓄼 

❛ 𒀭 :  🛒 𓂃 ¡ name ‽ ٠ 🧾  ›  ✸  %

 ¡   さ   🔭   ꉂ  ‧name   ✶  ⏱   𖠗   𐂯   ? b «    ᯥ   %    🛒  name  ⩉:⩉   𖣯   ᘏ   女   !

🍽   ␥   ★    ⩇  name  🜲   𝘁𝗂𝗻𝗒   ★   ฅ   ‽

🜸   ★    𖠗   :   Name  ᯤ  𝗺𝚢 b̸ɔ︩︪𝘆  🥛 𖤛  ა

༘ ˚ ⋆ 🍶+ ˚ ₊ name ྀིྀི ♁ ₊ 🪽｡˚ ₊ +

𝜗 name e e ₊ < initial 3

⠀⠀꒰⠀s/o ෆ 00.00.00 ⠀ ⠀ྀི 𝑡𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝘭𝑖𝑡𝑡𝘭𝑒 𝑑𝑜𝘭𝘭 ྀི ︶⊹︶︶୨୧︶︶⊹︶

˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ 🌷࿔⭑⤷your pronouns🪼࿔⭑ ๋🌺࿔⭑⤷your favorite song or your b-day 🎀࿔⭑ 🌷࿔⭑⤷your fandom 🍒࿔⭑ ໒꒰ྀིᵔ ᵕ ᵔ ꒱ྀི১ Lyrics of a song ࿔⭑🎂🧸

　　　﹒ 𓂃◞ ֪ ⑅　 ۫　 ׅ ♡ ᵃⁿᵍᵉˡ ˢⁱⁿˢ . 🪽 ︶　◞ ྀི ◟⠀︶︶　◞ ྀི ◟⠀︶

ʚɞ ⁺˖ ⸝⸝ name prns ␥ mbti ୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ _ ★₊˚﹟📸 song ⵌ ₊ ⊹ artist ‹𝟹

✶ ﹕ name !! ﹫ pro ⌒⌒ nouns ·₊★ ╰╮ link ⸝⸝ ₊ <3 ╰↠ xtra (𝗼˳★)?

𓇼 ˚ 𝟬͟𝟰 … 사랑 2004ㅤㅤ ★ 🎧

BIO + SYMBOL PACK !!!

𖥔 📟 ꩜ ⩇ּ⩇ ʿ : ーツ ¡! 📞 カ ໋ ⸝⸝ 𝅦 𝗳𝗮𝗹len ✧ ᨯ 苺. ᘐ 🥢 𝗮𝗻𝗴els ㌗ の › 𝇋☆𝇌 テレビ ! 𔘓 ﹙🧀﹚ van͟i͟ꪱꪱa ⠀︵⠀⠀⊹⠀ ﾟ ˖ ꕀ lover ⠀⸝⸝` ๑꒱⠀ 𓂂 ⠀ .ıllı. social ﹔ link

﹒ @ 𝐍AME ─ timezone ﹐ nation ^..^ star sign ﹒ bday ：✿ 。prns social 𖦹 friend ﹔user

⠀ ⠀⠀민지⠀ ⠀♡𝆬 ⠀ 𝓛. : 🥄 ݂֢

⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀🥼 : 지수 𝄒 ﹙ 𝒔. ﹚

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝘴𝖺𝗇𝖺 ׄ 𓈒 ᯇ 🧷 : ୧

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ 𝅄⠀࿙࿚ ︶ ⠀♱⠀ ︶࿙࿚ 𝅄 ⠀⠀⠀⠀꒰ ℋ𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑜𝑟 𝑔𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑡𝑎𝑔𝑜𝑛𝑖𝑠𝑡 ꒱

@ username ┃ 𝗔𝗡𝗚𝟯𝗟 ꕀ ୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ ✶ ━━ 𝗂𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗆𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗄 , ⤷ ┇ ⌒ 𝖽𝗈 𝗂𝗍 𝗇𝗈𝗐 ꒱꒱ 彡 ꒰୨୧꒱ ┃ ◞⁺⊹．prns .

𝅄 ݁ ⏜ ꒰ 𝖼ᥲ𝗋ᥲ𝗆ᥱ𝗅 gⲓrℓ ꒱ ── ๑ ֹ ₊ㅤ ۟

▦ ﹒ ☆ 🔌 🛒 ⸒ 별 ꜝ ﹫

𝜗⠀ name⠀˙ ♱◞ ྀི 𓏵𓏵⠀𖥻prn/prn ◟ 𓉸⠀ ︵︵⠀𓈒⠀⠀ext⠀𝜚　˙ 　˖　⁰⁰

⠀☆⠀⠀𓈒⠀⠀ׁ⠀⠀𝗰𝗈𝖿𝖿𝖾𝖾⠀⠀ׅ⠀⠀ׁ⠀⠀꒱⠀⠀𝇄𝇃⠀⠀ׅ⠀⠀☕

꒱⠀⠀ׁ⠀⠀ׅ⠀⠀⠀𝆬⠀⠀⠀ᘏ⠀⠀α𝗆𝗈𝗎𝗋⠀⠀ׅ⠀⠀⠀𝆬⠀⠀⠀ָ֢⠀⠀⠀ෆ 𖡎⠀⠀ָ֢⠀⠀⠀𝆬⠀⠀🥼⠀⠀ׅ⠀⠀⠀ׁ⠀ꕀ⠀⠀ׁ⠀⠀ׅ⠀⠀𝟵𝟴⠀﹔

͝ ︶ ·̩͙⏝ ͝ ୨ ꒰ name ꒱ ୧ ͝ ⏝ ·̩͙︶ ͝ ۫ ۪ info info info 𝆴

　　　　　 ⤷ 　　 ﹒　 　e　　 text 　　 ♡

　　　　　⌒  　text 　 　e　 　⟡

　　　　　( ᴗ ̫ ᴗ )　　text　　⋌　　e 　﹒　

ㅤ𓂃 ׁ ⃝ 🍂（ かんけつ編 ） ˑ ୨ ִ ۫

ㅤㅤ ݁ 🗡️ ◠ ִ ٬٬ 𝟾⩇% ꣼ 𝚍𝚎☆𝚝𝚑 ۫ ︵ ✧

_ ╰ㅤ ㅤ ۫ ✦ㅤ ㅤ txt !!_⠀ ⠀ ◠ ᶻᶻ ㅤ ıstj ꜝꜝㅤ ⸺ㅤ pronouns ִ ⠀ׂ ★

𐙚 ⊹ ࣪ ˖ 🎀 ♡ 𝙠𝙞𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙨 ⋆.˚ 𝙛𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙥𝙖𝙡𝙚 𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙨𝙩 ⊹ ᰔ. @𝙪𝙨𝙚𝙧 ㅤ♡ྀི ₊

･ᴗ･ "i wanna be yours" ⊹

ıllı " [names] info! " ✩

⊂⊃ nicknames ﹐⇅ ⊂⊃ prns ﹐⇅

ᶻz xtra ﹐✩ ! ˃ᗜ˂ carrd / rentry ✩ ﹐

I. name 🥛 age ✮ II. gender .. . prns III. xtra , xtra ꩜ ☁️ ✉️ follow :: @user

ㅤㅤㅤ ── ּ ᰍ ˳ 𝒫 ͜αℓɘ ⃝🦢 ۫ ུ

ㅤㅤㅤ ི 🦪 𓈒 ਬਦ ⊹ 苍白 ︵ 𝇈

꒰ ⋆ ࣪. ━ׄ──ִ──ׁ──ִ──ׁ─𔕙─ׅ──ׁ──ׅ──ׁ──ׅ━ ˖ ࣪⭑ ꒱

ᶻ 𝘇 𐰁 . . . 𝐆𝐎𝐓 𝐀 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐃, 𝖄𝐎𝐔 𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐒𝐖𝐈𝐏𝐄 𝐈𝐓 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝖄𝐎𝐔 𝐆𝐎 ✸

甘美な

𝗪𝗪𝗪.NAME.𝗖𝗢𝗠. ?!

© ❛ prns . gender 名 ─ nick : name ﹙sexuality﹚ ❱❱ age . mbti !

; @name ~ ☆ # pro / nouns ! mb • ti ♬ — song - artist name

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨ ur name here ୧⋆ ˚｡⋆ ──★ ˙ ̟ 🐇 !! ⋆✦ pronouns ⊹♡ extra info!! >_< ✮⋆˙ I 𖹭 (someone you love)

⠀⪩⪨ @ name / mbti ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ lana del rey ‹𝟹 — ౨ৎ

𓎢𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎡 ‧₊ 𖦹 ˚ 🥩 ˚ @user ᝰ.ᐟ 🎀 ೀ⋆ ˚₊‧ 🩸 ꒰ა prn 🔪 prn ໒꒱ 🩸‧₊ ˚ ʚ 🐾 ɞ ୧ mbti ୨ ✧˚ 🍮 ༘ 𓎢𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎡

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Sub!Choso♡

MDNI

pairing: Choso x gn!Reader Content: no use of y/n or pronouns, beginning is some reassurance to Choso, no intercourse, sub!Choso, softdom!reader, light teasing, guided masturbation, overstimulation, praising, use of sweet boy, good boy, and hon, reach around hand job in the mirror, multiple orgasms; all just Choso..... Word count: 3.7k (a.n) ...... is this a safe place to post this? I started writing this thinking it was gonna be short- I was wrong. I got a lil carried away. Wrote this while listening to 'Take Me to Church- Hozier'

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Dating Choso came easy. He was nice, he was strong, caring. You always saw the tough side of him. He never had anything to complain about when it came to your relationship.

Always ready to hear your opinions and thoughts. And when you'd ask him what he think when it came to certain things he'd always reply with, “If it makes you happy, I'm happy.” never wanting to say something that might hurt you.

Always so eager to shut down your harsh words towards yourself whenever a certain shirt didn't fit the way you wanted to. And you’d compliment him, saying things like how handsome he was, how good he looked, or when he'd help you carry the cases of water, never hesitating to kiss his bicep and tell him how strong he was.

And everytime he would return a shy, “Thank you.” turning away from you, knowing how red his cheeks got anytime you'd praise him. So when he asked you;

“Do you like me?” One tired night after coming home from work, it took you by surprise. 

“What do you mean?” You asked, looking at him through the mirror in the corner of your shared bedroom.

“Do you like me? Like that?” he asked, hands between his knees. His eyes on your face in the shape of saucers, sitting on the corner of the bed.

“Of course I do.” you replied, not fully understanding why he was asking that. “Have I not shown you that I do?” You asked, concerned that maybe you had failed him in that aspect.

Turning around to look at him, seeing him look down. “No- I just.” he puffed, trying to find the words to tell you how he feels. “I don't see why you'd want to be with me.” He let out, almost a whisper.

“Choso.” You sighed, seeing him tilt his head slightly up. Taking a step closer to him, reaching for the sides of his face.

“If im with you- it's because you are you.” You smiled, your thumbs caressing his cheeks.

He looked up to your gaze, “But-” he started, “No buts. What are you doubting?” You asked, soft tone in your voice as he closed his eyes.

“I just don't see why you'd want to be with me- I can't talk about my feelings- I cry too much.” He started, seeing tears form in his waterline. His hands hugged around your waist as he tried not to cry.

“I see the way people look at you- and it makes me feel like maybe I'm not enough.” He whispered, hot tears staining the shirt you were wearing as he pressed the side of his face to your sternum. Your hands caressing the sides of his face as he lets out quite whimpers into your shirt. 

Pulling him from you, looking down at his flustered face and wet cheeks. “You're more than enough Choso.” You wiped tears from his cheek, “I know feelings are so hard to talk about, and your crying just shows me just how sensitive you are.” You assured, seeing him not find any reassurance in your words.

“But-” He started again. Nodding your head no as he stopped speaking.

“What do I have to do to get you to see what I see?” You asked, smiling as you leaned down to kiss his forehead. His hand holding your wrist, pulling away and placing a gentle kiss to his lips. Half lidded eyes locked on his as he parted his lips, almost as though he was trying to think on what would assure him.

Pressing another kiss to his lips before letting out a ‘Hmm?’ seeing him gulp his embarrassment. “What do you like…about me?” he asked, his ears now warm against your fingers.

Choso was never the type to fish for compliments, he never asked you to praise him whenever he did something for you.

But he wanted to hear it, he just never had the guts to ask. 

The corner of your mouth curling into a smile at his brazen question, “I love your eyebrows.” You smiled, placing a gentle kiss to one of his eyebrows, “I love your eyes-” his eyes fluttering shut, pressing a kiss to one of them.

“And your nose.” You hummed, pressing a delicate kiss to the center of the black stripe that adorned his face. “Your cheeks-” He closed his eyes as he felt you pepper his face with gentle kisses.

The pink on his cheeks turned redder as he felt you kiss the shell of his ear, “And your earrings.” you smiled, his hands on your hips.

Feeling you straddle his thighs, lowering your lips to his jaw. “And your jawline.” you smiled, feeling him shift under you.

Trailing kisses on the edge of his jaw. Placing a kiss to his chin, “And your lips.” You whispered, pressing a soft kiss to his plush lips.

Your hands on the sides of his face, looking deep into his eyes. “I love every part of you.” You smiled, feeling his hands roam up your back. Pulling you close to hug him, your chin on his shoulder as he held you tightly.

“I love when you make me laugh-” you whispered, “How caring you are-” his grip on your back pressing firmer.

“When you do things for me without me asking you to.” You continued, you hand rubbing circles on his back.

The other trailing to his bicep, “And how strong you are.” You smiled, feeling goosebumps form as you trailed the tips of your fingers on his thick bicep. Tracing your hand down his arm, moving it so you could intertwine your fingers with his.

Pulling away from his hug and looking into his eyes. “And your big hands.” You hummed, feeling his thick fingers against your smaller ones. The tears in his eyes now gone as his bottom lip trembled.

Closing the few centimeters that separated your lips, Choso hesitatingly deepening the kiss. Feeling his lips suck on your bottom one. The hand on your back is going to hold the side of your face. Pulling away from you with nothing but hearts in his eyes.

“I love you so much Choso.” You whispered, seeing him hold back a smile- almost too shy to smile. 

Eyebrows furrowing together when you felt something poke your thigh. His face of embarrassment showed you what he felt, not even looking down to see what poked you.

“I’m sorry-” He started, apologizing before you even said anything. “I just- felt so happy hearing your words-” he babbled, wanting so badly to tease him. But you knew now wasn't the time for that.

Taking one of your hands and brushing the hair from his face. “Don't be sorry-” you hummed, looking into his face that was full of shame. Smiling as he tried to avoid your gaze.

“No- I am. You're just trying to be nice and I ruined it-” he mumbled, looking down. Trying to look away from the embarrassment. Seeing an opportunity to show him just how much you liked him. Mumbling a quiet;

“It’s okay.” before pressing a gentle kiss to his lips and taking your hand and trailing it to his clothed chest. Then down his torso as his breath hitched.

Your hand resting to the side of his hip, knowing he didn't wear any underwear whenever he'd be in his pajamas. Your hand cuffing around his clothed cock, earning a soft gasp from his lips.

Dragging your hand to where you knew his tip was, your fingertips grazing it delicately as he closed his eyes. Trying his best not to whine at the feeling. Smiling when you saw him try his hardest not to get too loud from such simple touches.

His cheeks flushed and such whiny sounds falling from his lips made something deep inside of you itch. Taking the hand that was on his cheek, placing the tips of your fingers to his lips.

Choso’s eyes opened to look at you, such deep devotion in his gaze when he looked at you. Kissing at the tips of your fingers before widening his mouth to welcome them. 

The hand on his clothed cock felt a small wet spot at the tip. Making you smile as he sucked at your fingers, hoping they'd be enough to quiet his moans. They weren't, his groans vibrated against your fingers causing a chill to run down your spine.

The mere sight of him making your own arousal pool in your stomach. Feeling his hips buck beneath you, you smiled. A certain image you've had in mind popping into your head when you saw the face he made before he was going to cum.

Stopping your movements as he looked into your eyes, almost asking you why you’d deny him this. Pulling your now wet fingers from his lips, seeing his face of confusion.

You raised yourself from his thighs, his face full of betrayal as you looked behind you. Pulling the small ottoman in the bedroom in front of him. Sitting down and looking at him, eye to eye but much further away than he wanted.

Smile on your lips as you saw his face churn with shyness. Feeling your gaze on the obvious wet spot on his gray sweats. Thinking he had never felt this hard in his life. “If I wasn't here; show me how you’d take care of it.” You hummed, seeing him look at you. Eyebrows furrowed showing you how unsure he was.

“Take care of…it?” he whispered, his hands going to cover the obvious wet bulge in his sweats. Your eyes looked down to his hands, you mumbled a small ‘Mhm’ as his lips cracked open to say something but not finding the words.

His eyes widening at the realization of what you were asking of him. Goosebumps forming on his back. Seeing you rest your elbow on your knee, propping your head in your hand while you waited. He stood up, taking his shirt off quickly- not wanting it to get ruined. His chest almost heaving from how flustered he felt.

Tossing it to the side and sliding his sweats down to his knees, his eyes avoiding your gaze as his throbbing cock flung out of his soiled sweats. Seeing a smile form on your lips when he sat back down on the edge of the bed. His eyebrows pinched together when he saw how lovingly you watched him.

“So pretty Cho.” You hummed, making his heart clench. Looking down to his leaking cock, and back to you. “Go on.” You smiled, the look on your face as though what you were asking of him was some innocent act.

Gulping as he took his hand, grasping the middle of his pale shaft. Inhaling sharply as he slid it up to his tip slowly. Choso had done this many times, never feeling shame or embarrassment for doing what seemed to be something normal.

But not once did he ever do it infront of you, the feeling of being so exposed while you watched him. Fully dressed and praising him. You've said it to him before, but you always liked the way his face churned when you'd tell him, “So big.” you'd purr, his eyes squinting shut at hearing your words.

His hand took a snail pace, stroking up and down slowly as he looked to his cock and back to you to see if you saw what you were hoping for. His sweats falling from his knees down to his ankles as he let out soft whines. His thumb caught the very tip of his cock as he looked to your approving gaze.

“Does it feel good?” you hummed, hearing him let out a choked moan, he let out a soft ‘Mhm’ as he stroked himself. “Use your words.” You demanded, his face showing you how reactive he was to your tone.

“It-” He whined, trying to get the words out. “It does-” he managed, eyes flickering back to you.

“Always so cute when you're like this Cho.” You smiled, seeing his hand speed up the tiniest bit at your words, seeing his free hand hold onto the edge of the bed while trying not to cum too soon.

“Are you gonna cum?” Your tone came out more teasingly than you meant for it to, seeing him nod his head no, going back to the slow pace he kept before.

“It's okay. You can cum.” you hummed, seeing him look to you with pained eyes as his hand sped up. All but asking for your permission. Gasping at the feeling of his fist brushing against his crying tip.

Chin in your hand watching his fist come down his shaft, making him throw his head back and let out a groan. Stroking his cock through his orgasm, only making himself more messy. Whining as he came down from his orgasm, looking back to you to see if you found what you were looking for. 

“Again.” You smiled, loving look on your face when you looked at his fucked out one. Wincing when he heard your words, almost like you didn't have any issues about demanding another one.

His hard cock twitched as his hand connected again, stroking slowly at his shaft, making sure to not touch his tip too much. Knowing how sensitive it still was, soft whines left his lips once more as he saw you furrow your eyebrows at his movements.

“If you're not gonna do it right, don't do it at all. Choso.” tone now deprived of all sweetness. Now sounding more upset.

“M’sorry-” he whined, stroking past his tip. Bucking his hips into his hand, choked whines falling from him. Soft sighs from him when he saw your eyebrows unfurrow.

Looking at him again with a smile. “There you go,” You cooed, “Good boy.” you continued, earning small whines from him at your words. Looking at you with a shamed face before asking;

“Can I-” Seeing you lift your head from your hands and rest your palms above your thighs.

“Can you what?” you teased, seeing his hand move sloppily as he heard your tone. He moaned, babbles of ‘pleasepleaseplease’ as his hand tried to keep the pace he set for himself.

“Please what Choso?” you hummed, seeing him almost cum without permission.

“Can I cum- please.” He managed through various whines, blushing so intensely that it roamed down his neck, onto his chest.

“Go ahead, hon.” You smiled, seeing his face churn as he chased the fleeting orgasm at his own hand. Unable to keep his fist tight enough to make him cum from how fucked out he already was. Barely managing to come once his eyes met your gaze.

Standing up from the ottoman as he came down from his second orgasm. Pressing a delicate kiss onto his forehead as he stroked himself slowly.

“You're so pretty like this Cho.” You cooed, holding his head in your hands as he looked up at you through his eyelashes. Seeing his eyebrows pinch together at your praises. Placing a kiss to his lips, eyes half lidded before pulling away.

“You did so good.” Pushing away the strands of hair that stuck to his forehead. Opening his mouth to speak- hesitating as he looked into your eyes.

“Touch me. Please.” He whined, feeling your hands on the sides of his face and his cock hardening once more. Pulling away from him before slipping off your shirt- knowing just how messy he gets. Kneeling before him, hands on his bare thighs as he squirmed at the feeling.

“I always liked how sensitive you were, Cho.” You started, taking the tip of your finger and tracing it on his darkening head. Seeing his thighs tremble against the feeling.

“How pretty you look when you ask me to help you.” You continued, slowly trailing the tip of your index finger down his shaft, hearing how he became breathless at the simple feeling. Taking your finger and gathering the mess he made at the base of his shaft, looking up to his eyes and licking it from your finger.

Smile on your face from the flavor hitting your tongue, seeing him try his hardest not to whine at your words. “And how sweet you've always been.” You smiled, leaning against his thigh. Seeing his mouth want to say something, lip quivering at trying to get the words out.

“Pl-” he started, a gasp leaving his lips when he felt the tip of your finger circle around the opening of his tip. Hearing you let out a teasing, ‘Hmm?’ As his hands gripped the edges of the bed. “Please-” He whined, seeing only the tip of your finger dance around his angry head.

“Please what?” You asked, seeing his tip let out a fat tear.

“Touch me-” He started, soft gasps leaving his lips at how sensitive his tip was.

“I am touching you, aren't i?” You smiled, hearing his groans become more and more frustrated. Looking up to see his face, a twinge of regret in your heart when you saw teary eyes looking back to you. 

“Okay, okay.” You smiled, raising yourself slightly so you'd be closer to his face, pressing a kiss to the corner of his opened mouth.

Looking into his eyes when you wrapped your hand around his base, gasping at the sudden feeling. Pressing a kiss onto his lips as he exhaled in relief, resting on the back of your calves as you slowly started stroking him.

Rolling the palm of your hand onto his tip as he squirmed beneath you, looking up to see his head thrown back, choked whines leaving his throat as you continued. Your free hand going to his balls, caressing them gently as he moaned more pleads.

Sadistic grin on your lips as you looked at the messy sight before you. “You gonna cum for me, Choso?” You smiled, seeing him flip his face back down to you.

Muttering a gasping ‘yes’ as your hand sped up. Seeing his cock leak out small pumps of milky white cum onto your hands. “You wanna make me happy?” you smiled sweetly, knowing that all you needed to do was ask him that one question and he'd be putty in your hands.

Nodding his head yes, not being able to speak from the whines leaving his mouth. You pulled away, making him let out a groan.

“You look so pretty- you have to see yourself.” You smiled, crawling onto the bed, hearing how hard he was breathing. Bare chest against his back as he whined. Feeling your hands snake beneath his arms, touching his ribs and grazing his chest.

“Look-” you whispered into his ear, being able to feel the shiver that ran down his spine. Seeing him lift his head to look into the mirror in front of him.

“Look how beautiful you look like this.” You whispered, lips brushing against his ear as your hand trailed down his torso. Fingers slowly tracing the ridges of his abs, hearing him exhale at your words. “You look even prettier when you cum.” you grinned against him, making him let out a soft whine at your dirty whispers.

“I'll show you-” you grinned, almost too eager as your hand trailed from his abdomen down his happy trail. Already feeling him writhe against your touch.

Seeing his gaze fall from his own body to your face peeking behind his shoulder. Feeling you slowly push the tip of his cock through your fist. Making him shift his hips, your other hand going to hold onto his thick bicep. Slowly stroking his cock as he felt another orgasm pool into his stomach.

“I’m gonna cum-” he whined, feeling that the sight of himself in the mirror and your sweet voice in his ear was too much.

“Already? I've barely touched you~” You teased, pressing your thumb onto the bottom of his tip. Sliding it up and down as you waited for him to answer, not stroking him just to see what he'd say.

“I’m sorry-” he whined, making you let out a small laugh.

“My sweet boy. Always so polite.” You smiled against his ear, making him buck his hips up your hand to get some stimulation. Seeing his eyes squeezed shut through the mirror, “Open your eyes.” You demanded, seeing him open them and look into the mirror.

“Look at your arms-” you started, slowly stroking his cock as he tried his hardest to not close his eyes. Feeling your hand caress his bicep, fingers pressing down at the small vein forming. Moving the hand on his bicep to his side, keeping the slow pace as you stroked his cock.

“And your chest-” you hummed, sliding your hands past his hardened nipple, making him gasp at the feeling. “Look how pretty your cock is.” you giggled, seeing his eyes trail down his own reflection- exhaling when he saw your hand stroking him.

The feeling of your other hand rolling the bud of his pink nipple between your fingers made him almost cum on the spot.

Seeing his face churn in the mirror you whispered, “Are you gonna cum again?~” as he muttered various ‘yesyesyes’ feeling your hand polish the tip of his cock.

“Look at yourself Choso-” you smiled, seeing his eyes scan his body with low gasps. Whining when he felt your hand speed up, making him cum once more. Barely being able to keep his eyes open as you brushed your thumb across the tip.

“Look how pretty you look~” you gasped, feeling his cum fall between your fingers that grasped against his cock. Choso’s eyes falling onto his own face as he came down from his orgasm. His breathing slowed as he felt himself give you the last of what he had.

His cock softened in your hand as you felt aftershocks flow through his body. Kissing his shoulder before letting his cock go. 

Almost feeling him fall back onto you, before you laid back into the bed. Feeling him flip over and resting his head onto your sternum. Holding himself close to your skin as you rubbed circles onto his bare back.

Tired eyes looking up at you, “Thank you.” he whispered before leaning up to give you a soft kiss to your lips. Placing one of your hands onto the side of his face, your fingers trailing above his pierced ears, feeling him hum against your chest.

Trailing the hand on his back up to his hair, combing it away from his face as you felt him slowly becoming heavier- showing he was falling asleep. “I love you.” You hummed, earning a small grunt from him as he tried to stay awake. 

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I wrote this cuz I personally find it to be one of the most attractive things I can think abt- and when looking for some like this abt Choso, I found very few which was UPSETTING!!!! its one of the few things that made me take 5 min breaks like every few sentences because i felt so flustered writing this. again I suck at writing aftercare. im SORRY. I needed to write something nasty- I felt like I was punishing myself or something. I needed to get this out of my head before I wrote pt 7 of obsessive!Choso!!! im getting to work dw

[yanderestarangel]

Hi I’d like to request something! Can you please write headcanons on how the Lin quei brothers would react to a virgin reader?

~Anon who is also a virgin

୨♡୧ LIN KUEI BROTHERS WOULD REACT TO A VIRGIN READER

TW: fingering, afab anatomy, virgin reader, smut, nsfw, sub!reader, no pronouns used except 'you'.

୨♡୧ KUAI LIANG:

He would be quite surprised, but "proud" (if we can put it like that), he would have a smug smile on his lips while hearing that you were a virgin and had never done it with anyone, he would even be a little perverted and asked if you fingered yourself while you two were dating, soon receiving a pillow in the face and laughing at the situation. "-My love, you know you don't need to be afraid, I will take care of you, I love you... I promise." -Kuai Liang spoke while kissing your neck, then sinking your onto the bed.

୨♡୧ TOMAS VRBADA:

Scared. Pretty scared. But possessive. Believe me, Tomas is also a virgin - not for lack of option or opportunity but by choice, the big boy didn't want to do with just anyone choosing to wait for you - and it would be the first time for both of you, the conversation between the two of you would be summed up in Tomas moving his hands nervously and trying to focus on anywhere other than you, soon jumping in surprise when he feels you touch his thigh making them both laugh, breaking the mood between the two. He would nervously admit that he never did either and would find himself thinking about you and revealing his deepest fantasies face to face with you, soon feeling his dick twitch in his pants and throwing you on the bed - really prepare yourself, this man will get very possessive with you -

୨♡୧ BI HAN:

He would be more serious, for him it doesn't really matter if you're a virgin or not, but oh dear... If you are, he won't let it show, but he's almost ready to jump on top of you and let his most primitive desires take over. The heat that rises through Bi Han's body is inexplicable and inevitable, he will hear everything even though he controls himself not to do anything too rough or rude, he will ask if you really want to fuck him and if the answer really is "yes" Bi Han already throws you brutally on the bed and then takes off your belt, it was going to be a long night.

♡ NSFW ♡

୨♡୧ KUAI LIANG:

He really works on your pussy, Kuai strives to make your first time memorable and romantic, with calm music in the background, and some wine and candles around the dark room, a pure silk sheet was spread across the bed. In the act Kuai Liang would suck your pussy and he would cum in the process even without touching his dick and right after sex he would carry you to the bathroom and bathe you and hold you until you fell asleep in his arms, smiling satisfied.

୨♡୧ TOMAS VRBADA:

He moans like a whore, Tomas would be much more hasty the first time, even being a little rough at times because in addition to his orgasm he wants to free himself too. The perfect scenario for him would be on a Friday afternoon with both of you off at his house and a sunset in the background, with you doing 69 with him and him giving himself completely to your mouth on his cock while he loses focus and stops sucking yours pussy and fucking your mouth with her hips, then apologizing between sly moans and going back to sucking your entrance. The sex would be rougher as soon as you got used to his size having the right to pull your hair while he spanks your ass, moaning and whimpering as he buries himself entirely in your pussy. He would take care of you, but he would be exhausted and the two of you would just pass out, cuddled together in bed, even though you were still dirty and smelled of sex.

୨♡୧ BI HAN:

Have you seen the size of that man? Exactly. Down there it's the same size. Bi Han would work your pussy with his fingers, inserting his ring finger and then one more, leaving you a little more relaxed to fuck with his dick, he would also want you to suck him so much to help with the lubrication so much to kill his desire to hit him with his dick in your face while he sees you desperate for more and more. The perfect scenario would be on a rainy day when the two of you are in bed together, for your first time he would go very slow not wanting to hurt you (too much) but if you can handle it one more time be prepared to not walk for two weeks straight. Bi Han is more audible he would only make grunts in your ear, he wants to hear you when he thrusts his dick hard into you - And I was definitely going to cum inside you and then put two fingers in so as not to let the cum leak out -

[goddessswan]

I recall some enchanting moments...

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[dolliecworpse]

can one perhaps request names and titles related to guillotinés , being a motherly figure , and lambs ?

🌐 ⌕ guillotine themed titles ｡｡｡

(pronoun) whose shiny blade glistens with blood , the one who beheads , the one who beheads those that dare to disobey , (pronoun) who puts heads in baskets , the revolutionary one , the one of revolutions , the one who strikes fear in the hearts of many

🌐 ⌕ motherly figure themed titles ｡｡｡

(pronoun) who cares for those who cannot care for themselves , the caring one , the gentle one , (pronoun) who is gentle , the one who soothes , the one who speaks kindly to everyone , the one of gentle smiles and soft-spoken words of wisdom

🌐 ⌕ lamb themed titles ｡｡｡

the innocent one , (pronoun) who is innocent , the shy one , (pronoun) who is shy , the dainty one , the one of soft wool and eyes as vast as the night , the one of pink, white, and running out of sight

🎀 ⌕ note ｡｡｡ i don’t do name suggestions but i hope these titles work!!

[pinkjoy-cons]

Bump In The Night

⋆˚｡⋆୨✧୧˚ 𝑷𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈: 𝑶𝒓𝒐𝒓𝒐𝒏 𝒙 𝑨𝑭𝑨𝑩!𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 (𝒔𝒎𝒖𝒕)⋆ ˚୨✧୧⋆｡˚⋆

Word Count: 1539

I was possessed by a demon to write this. Idk what happened. Ororon by boy, I'm sorry I made you a bottom in this.

Translations and warnings under the cut. MDNI. Please do not translate, narrate, copy, or recommend on TikTok

Warnings: sub!Character, service top!Reader (I think???), afab, no pronouns used (please let me know if i added one on accident), no descriptive feature, reader does have hair that can be grabbed, cowgirl position, overstimulation (male receiving), teasing, praise, reader speaks Spanish a little (my Mexican ancestors looking down at me with shame), vocal male character, tit sucking, exaggeration of sexual activities, kinda rough, begging, blowjob, slight hand job, brief cock-warming, light aftercare, cuddling, not edited in the slightest I wrote this in like 3 hours. Let me know if I missed anything.

Muñeco - Doll Mi Cariño - My Dear Verdad - Literally it means "truth" but in this context I'm using it to mean "right" Ya no más - Okay/alright no more Pobre pájaro - Poor bird Ay, que chulo - Oh, how cute

“It’s alright baby. I know you can handle it.” You encouraged Ororon as you continued to bounce on his dick. Despite it being late at night Ororon couldn’t help himself. You were sound asleep when you were woken up with the feeling of him rubbing himself against your ass. All he could do was mutter a small sorry…please? And how could you resist when he asked so nicely.

You held both of his hands as you continued to work his cock in and out of you. He craved touch at all times while being intimate and you were more than happy to fulfill that. “You’re doing so well for me muñeco.” On a particularly intense bounce you decided to come down with a bit more force and grind your clit into his pubic bone. The sensation nearly took his breath away and he let go of your hands to hold onto your hips; encouraging you to press into him more. A pathetic moan escaped his lips. He tried to use the back of his hand to cover his mouth and shut his eyes but you stopped him. His pupils were dilated as you forced Ororon to look at you. 

“What are you doing, ¿mi cariño?” You brushed his face, redder than blood that ran through your veins. “You know how much I love to see your eyes. You always did have such beautiful eyes.” You hopped again ever so slightly and Ororon tried to meet you with a thrust of his hips. “And your sounds,” You continued and caressed his face. Light touches against his warm skin. The drag of your fingers nearly caused him to close his eyes but he fought the urge as he chased your touch, desperate for more. “You know how much I love to hear you, ¿verdad?” You moved your hand to his mouth and pushed your thumb past his lips. Immediately, he began to suck on your thumb. You still kept up with the slow yet consistent rock of your hips but now and then would rock harder. That caused him to whine while he sucked your thumb. There was a pleading look in his eyes and Ororon knew you were waiting for his answer.

When he was finally ready to speak, you removed your thumb, “I…I just…” His face turned a deeper shade of red as “What if someone hears me?” You stopped and chuckled.

“Your house is on the furthest outskirts of the tribe and it’s the middle of the night. Who is going to hear you Ororon?” That didn’t seem to help as he turned his head away out of embarrassment. He knew you liked him loud when he could be but the idea of someone hearing him made him want to bury himself where his plants grew. You regarded Ororon for a moment – his lips plump and red from him trying to hold back, eyes practically fucked out from you movements, and his chest was heavy from his breaths – ever so slightly you could feel him twitch against your walls. His hands moved to your hips and squeezed, most likely impatient from just having you warm his cock this entire time. Your hand moved to play with his right ear. You scratched and rubbed the fur gently. He closed his eyes and let out a few whimpers and shallow breaths.

Finally, you made an effort to let out a dramatic sigh, “You’re right, someone might hear you. We should just stop.” 

“What!” Ororon snapped to attention and supported himself on his arms to sit up. “W-what do you mean stop?”

“Well, you said someone might hear us so we should just stop, right? And it’s late so we should just get some sleep at this point.” You pushed him down and used his chest to leverage yourself off his dick. As you raised yourself up, Ororon nearly lifted his hips to chase after you.

“No-ho-ooo. Don’t!” He used all his strength to hold you in place; hands gripping your hips. Your pussy was just about to come off the tip. 

“What’s wrong?” You teased him and lowered yourself close to his ears. “Didn’t you want me to stop?” Your hips moved on their own accord, just catching on his mushroom tip, in and out, in and out. It took everything in your power to not slam back down on him and Ororon moaned into your ear. “If you truly want me to stop, tell me. And I will stop.” 

Ororon cried out. “No! Don’t stop! Keep going. I-I’ll be loud! I’ll be as loud as you want just please. Fuck me! Make me come, please!” You slammed back down and you both moaned at the sudden movement. 

A small laugh and a good boy to his ear was all the warning Ororon got before you went to work on his aching cock and your pulsing pussy. Ororon said he would be loud and, bless this man, he came through. Mixed with the sound of skin against skin you could hear every moan, sob, and whimper he could come up with. A few times he would beg for you to go faster or slower. During one of your slower moments he wrapped around your back to bring your chest closer. He met you halfway and brought one nipple into his mouth and cried against your pearled bud. He looked so sweet sucking against you that you cooed encouraging words to him and played with his hair. 

When he was done with one he switched to the other and you moaned. He felt your pussy flutter and sucked harder like he was a man starving, determined to make you feel as good as he felt. Pobre pájaro, little did he know you were feeling just as good as he was if not more. As he sucked Ororon looked up and you nearly came at the sight. You pulled him off you and pushed him back down. His fucked out face and labored breathing was truly one of the many wonders of this world. 

“Ya no más.” Your index finger lifted his chin ever so slightly, “Still with me?” He nodded. You smiled and continued. You both whined out into the night. At one point Ororon moved your hand to his throat and you squeezed just enough. It was all he needed to cry out and come right into your aching pussy. With one final buck you finally came too. 

You fell atop him and you both caught your breaths. Neither spoke or moved. When it was finally time for you to get up, you did it carefully. You both hissed at the movement from your activities. Once fully released, you spread your pussy just so and let the cum fall onto his cock. 

You settled between his legs and waited. Your finger and thumb rubbing up and down his half hard dick. You looked up at him expectantly.

“C-can you-” He trailed off and looked away, you let it slide this time. Ororon brought the back of his hand to his mouth. “Can you please, clean me off?” He glanced at you over his hand as he sat up to get a better view. 

A chuckle left your lips. “Ay, que chulo.” You went down to clean his dick of your combined orgasms. Tongue and throat worked in tandem to get every last drop of your night together. Ororon gripped the sheets below him and his back arched from the over stimulation. Despite having just finished you felt the tell-tale signs of his orgasm again. You took him deeper into your throat and cupped his balls. Ororon bucked into you and called out wait. He shot up and held you down on his dick as he curled in on himself with a vice grip on your hair. He cried and a few tears fell from his eyes as he came again into your mouth. He caught his breath and you sucked in as you released yourself from him to make sure you got it all. Now, he was truly spent. He laid flat on the bed while you got a washcloth from the night stand and did you best to clean you both up. You kissed his salty tears away and met your lips with his. Ororon was so loving in what he did that each kiss you shared was as passionate as the last. As you held his face, he leaned into your touch with a sigh of content. You dabbed at his chest and forehead and gently around his dick and pubic area. 

“Hmm…” You began to yourself. “Let me get you a warm washcloth instead.” He whined at your statement and grabbed you to bring you closer to his chest. 

“Stay here. Please.”

“Are you sure? We just-“Yes.” He held you tighter. “Just stay here. Play with my hair.” And just like that he was out like a light. You laughed against his skin and did your best to get comfortable as your hand found its way into his beautiful locks. You know the sun would rise in just a few hours so you did your best to savor the last few moments of rest with him.

[sammhy]

do you by chance have any pronoun and status layouts for discord like the second bio you made?(the one with the cross on the top!)

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[blue-willow-tree]

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The above images are not me, they merely resemble me

Hi there xx

ִֶָ࣪☾. You can call me Willow

ִֶָ࣪☾. I am 19, and I'm comfortable with any pronouns, but gravitate more towards "She" x

ִֶָ࣪☾. I'm a femme switch. This blog mostly showcases my dom side. This is a BDSM blog.

ִֶָ࣪☾. My asks are open for advice (bdsm related), naughty confessions, sweet words and dirty ones too x I'm also a voyeur and I enjoy hearing people's fantasies even if it's about a kink I don't partake in (as long as it's all consensual and nothing about cheating). If you send one in my ask box, state whether you want it posted or if it's just for my eyes x

ִֶָ࣪☾. I am a soft dom. I will always prefer obedience over brattiness on here as I do not dish punishments out in my asks. Discipline is something I don't take lightly and will only do to someone I've claimed.

ִֶָ࣪☾. I'm sapphic, however my blog is open to any and all queer folk that are apart of the bdsm community. No cis het men allowed, I feel unsafe with you here.

ִֶָ࣪☾. My dm's are open for mutuals, but please know that I am horrible at replying sometimes and get really busy or overwhelmed x

ִֶָ࣪☾. You can call me Mommy, Miss, Ma'am, Bun, or Ms bunny x Never solely "bunny".

Educational: Toxic subs | cnc | when you have a toxic dom/me | domme vs dom | collaring in the bdsm world | degradation for good girls | getting in touch with your dominance as a switch | A healthy bdsm relationship | The importance of friendship in a dynamic | Safewords aren't a kink | How to handle your partners sub/dom drop | Deep dive on CNC and trauma kinks | Punishments | Exploring BDSM as a beginner

Willow: 2 simple facts, 2 fun | Fun facts | mommy issues | Storytime | Nsft Ask Game | focused bear | chilling bear | happy bear

Click "Keep reading" to see my rules, claimed anons and anon rules, DNI, and extra information. Read these before DM'ing me or sending an ask.

WHAT I WILL FEATURE IN MY BLOG:

I'm a very soft dom, but don't misunderstand. I am the type of dom that enjoys mind games. I'm sadistic, but not in the physical way. I'm the type to degrade you in such a sweet way that it confuses you x I enjoy slowly dumbing a sub down through actions instead of words. I'll choose your outfits for you, I'll make sure you don't need to have a single thought in your head. If you don't like this type of domming, my posts aren't for you x

I am also a very devoted sub. I will likely never have posts about being a brat, I prefer obedience, rewards, and not causing any hassles for anyone. Brats are welcome here, but I don't cater towards any, whether it be submissively of dominantly x

If you spam my ask box you will be blocked x

🍬: 18 | she/her 🪩: 19 | she/her 💌: 19 | she/her

✨: 20 | she/her 🦭: 18 | she/her 🛸: 18 | she/they/her

🌷: 23 | she/her 🍀: 20 | she/her 💫: 23 | she/her

🌙: 29 | she/her. 🪐: 21 | she/her ⭐: 18 | she/they

🍓: 23 | she/her 🎀: 21 | she/her 🪼: she/her

🐻: 18 | she/her 🧸: 22 | she/her 🗡️: 20 | she/they

🤎: 26 | she/her/they/them (sometimes he/him)

💙: 19 | she/her 🐞: 20 | she/they 🦦: 18 | she/her

🩷: 20 | she/her 🦊: 22 | she/her 🐼: 31 | she/her

🔮: 30 | she/her 🐇: 18 | she/her 👸: 21 | she/her

🪽🐾: 19 | all pronouns 🦓: 18 | she/her 🎧: 18 | she/they

🐿️: 18 | they/them 🕊️: 21 | she/her 🐨: 24 | she/her

💚: 18 they/she. 🌌: 29 | she/her. 🐮: 18 | she/her

🩶: 20 | she/her 🦌: 21 | they/them. 🥁: 21 | she/her

🍄: 19 | she/her. 🐈‍⬛: 19 | she/her.

🌹: 18 | she/her 🍑: late 20's | she/they

🐺: 20 | she/they 🥐: 18 (soon 19 x) | she/her

🍒: 19 | she/her ⚰️: 19 | she/her 🍎: 18 | she/her

🎃: - 🍰: 18 | she/her. 🦔: cute moot. She/her

🧛🏻‍♀️: 21 | they/she 🫧: 22 | she/her 🎱: 19 | she/her

🐭: 18 | she/her. 🎄: 19 | she/they 🪡: 30's | she/her

☀️: 19 | she/her 💜: 25 | she/her. 🦝: 28 | she/they

🪻: 29 | she/her 🌑: 18 | she/her 🐚: 18 | anything but "she"

💭: 20 | she/he 🕸️: 19 | she/her 🧡: 18 | she/her

🦴: 18 | he/she 🍁: 20 | they/them 🕊️: 26 | she/her

👻: 18 | she/he/they 🏴‍☠️: 18 | she/her 🥀: 18 | she/her

🦋: 26 | she/her 🐶: 19 | they/them 🍸: 23 | she/her

🎁: 20 | she/her. 🐝: 25 | she/her. 🍷: 24 | she/her

🫘: 21 | she/her

I am a ginormous Marvel fan. You will see drabbles every now and then about Wanda or Natasha.

RULES FOR MY BLOG:

- If you dm me, please understand that I am not a therapist. I also have my own triggers. Please do not have a sweet conversation with me then start talking about going back on an Ed or self harm. This has happened before, and it makes me feel backed into a corner.

- I am a SWITCH. Yes I mostly have dominant posts, but understand that I am a SWITCH. I can never be in a relationship where I am purely submissive, or purely dominant. Please understand that. I will occasionally have sub posts.

- I will only show my face to people I grow connections with or become genuine friends with. I won't send nudes, but might occasionally drop a lewd/lude

DO NOT INTERACT:

Cis het men. Minors. Pedophiles. Homophobes. Transphobes. Haters. Fake BDSM members. Ageless accounts. Blank accounts. Cis hets. This blog is not for you.

WHAT I LIKE:

I am femme4all <3

I like sweet subby women, as well as dominant women. Older women are my weakness.

I am a switch, with no lean. Sometimes I need a pretty sub to do whatever I want with, and sometimes I need a gorgeous or handsome (wlw/wlnb) dom to turn me into their mess.

I love choking, gentle corruption, soft dumbification, service subs, bondage, sweet objectification, sweet petnames, slightly mean petnames, soft mean degrading, praise, somno, some pervy-ness, strap usage, breeding (no actual pregnancy) , finger sucking, cnc and some pervy ones that I keep to myself and won't ever post about. My submission has to be earned. (ALL ARE G/R)

HARD NO's:

Scat, watersports, gore, vore, cis het men, anal, anything that involves cheating.

[keerysfreckles]

secret - peter parker (tasm)

pairing: tasm!peter x f!reader

summary: peter goes to y/n, his best friends twin sister, to help patch up his wounds.

warnings: use of y/n and she!her pronouns, maybe two swear words, small makeout seshhh

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y/n wasn't doing anything unusual on her saturday night. she always watched a movie before falling asleep so tonight was no different while high school musical was displayed on the tv in her bedroom.

however the only difference tonight was a knocking sound came from her bedroom window. y/n, now confused, walked towards the sound and opened the curtain. she was most certainly taken aback by the brunette boy crouching on her fire escape.

"peter? what the hell are you doing here?" y/n asks while opening her window. the question having two meanings; why peter was in her room, or why peter was on her fire escape. she's quiet with helping peter threw the small window, not wanting her brother to hear from the room next to hers.

"i'm supposed to hang out with josh, but-" before peter finishes his sentence he lifts his shirt, revealing three giant gashes across his torso. y/n gasps before covering her mouth.

"peter what happened?"

"i uh- tripped?" he simply shrugs it off before sitting at the foot of the bed. he places his backpack down and is quick to zip it up, encasing the red and blue fabric inside.

"just stay here," y/n starts to walk to her bedroom door, "and please dont make any noise."

peter only laughs, at y/n's words and the disney musical playing on her tv. his head turns as y/n walks back inside with a white box. peter guesses it's a first aid kit.

y/n walks around the boy, and sits on his right side. "lay down," y/n instructs. peter obeys, as he lays back on the comforter. his eyes watch the slow moving ceiling fan to distract him from the cold wipes y/n uses to wipe the excess blood off of his skin.

"sorry," y/n whispers, and peter lets out a small response, before grimacing again.

"how did this even happen?" y/n asks, while starting to patch up the open wounds with gauze and medical tape.

peter doesn't respond at first, as he's not entirely sure if he should lie or tell the girl the truth. her own brother doesn't even know about peter's secret.

"pete?" y/n voice is softer than before, and she looked him in the eyes now. she had just finished patching up the third and final wound.

peter sits up slightly and leans on his elbows. "can i tell you something?"

y/n simply nods and watches peter take a deep breath.

"do you ever notice how i disappear a lot whenever i hang out with you and josh?"

y/n nods again.

"it's not because i have catchup homework or i remembered aunt may needed something," peter looked up at y/n, before taking in another breath. "i'm spiderman."

"what?" peter could barely hear y/n's voice, but he could certainly hear the confusion.

peter gets off the bed and hands the girl his backpack. she only looks at him once before unzipping it. a small gasp leaves her lips when she pulls out a red and blue spandex suit.

"so you're really spiderman," y/n looks over the suit.

she looks up at peter who only responds with a dopey half-smile, which only makes her laugh. "how did this even happen?" she asks, and refers to the suit in her hands.

"i was sorta bitten by a radioactive spider at the place gwen used to work at," peter explains.

"wait so what exactly did that do?" y/n's genuine curiosity shocks peter. he was mostly worried she'd never want to talk to him again, or freak out and tell her brother.

peter rolls the sleeves up of his longsleeve shirt and shows the girl the black bands on his wrists. he chuckles as her eyebrows furrow. peter simply shoots a web towards the backpack on the bed, and is quick to hold it in his hand.

he chuckles again at y/n's reaction. "holy shit!" y/n's jaw is to the floor as she's amazed by the boy in front of her. "what else can you do?"

once again, peter lets out a laugh, before he drops the backpack on the ground. y/n watches peter stand on her bed and jump. his hand touches the ceiling which leaves the boy hanging there. y/n laughs before covering her mouth and watches peter bring his other limbs up as he starts to crawl on her ceiling.

"that's so cool!" y/n exclaims while peter lands on his feet with a thud.

y/n stands with the first aid kit to put it back in the bathroom, however she feels a small tug at the back of her shirt.

"i can also do this," peter states, before y/n twirls back towards peter until she's right in front of him. she looks down at the white stringy web now wrapped around her waist.

before she can get a single word out, peter's lips meet hers. his hands hold her waist until one moves to cup her cheek. after y/n's first reaction of shock fades away, her hands rest on peter's shoulders, before her hands interlock behind his neck.

the kiss is quick to heaten up. peter moves y/n to her bed and leans her down, with him hovering over her. y/n's hands are now on peter's jaw as she caresses over his skin, and peter feels nothing but butterflies in his stomach.

much to the two teenagers dismay, they pull away from each slightly and both catch their breath.

both y/n and peter's heads turn at the sound of a rattling doorknob. peter's quick to lock it as he shoots a web across the room.

"y/n?" josh calls from the other side of the door. "i heard a loud thud from my room. you okay?"

y/n's eyes scan her floor and she internally groans at herself for dropping the first aid kit from earlier.

she's quick to come up with a lie, "yeah i uh- just dropped my history books."

y/n's shoulders relax as josh responds, "oh okay, just checking."

as soon as josh's door closing could be heard from y/n's room, peter questions, "where were we?"

[fanged-fanfics]

👑🧡 Wukong and Macaque x GN reader — Bedtime (Drabble) 💜🌙

Genres: Romance, Fluff, Poly || they/them pronouns for reader || Warnings: Overworking

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It was late at night, but you still had a personal project you needed to finish up. It had already taken you way longer than you had expected. You already had it in your head that if you wanted any hope of completing this, it was gonna have to be an all-nighter. You were writing down the necessary information, arm already sore from the work and eyes feeling heavy. You had your other hand on your cheek in hopes of keeping yourself up.

As you worked, the time ticked on, getting deeper and deeper into the night. Everything in you was begging for you to sleep, but you steeled yourself to keep going. That is until you felt a warm hand over your own. You looked up, jolting a little in surprise at the sudden arrival. Wukong was giving you a small look of concern, a gentle smile accompanying it. "Hey, Sunshine. You've been working for hours" the King pointed out gently, slowly lifting your sore hand. You let the writing utensil fall from your grip as he gently kissed the center of your palm. "Mmn, I know. But I've got so much work to do still..." You mumbled in reply

"Too much to even see us?" another voice called from your other side. Your turned, seeing Macaque come up through a portal in the floor with that smirk on his face "You must really be swamped, hon". You gave a small chuckle that faded to a deep sigh. Macaque noticed, pulling up a chair to sit next to you and rub your shoulder as Wukong gently massaged your other hand. "I'm sorry," You said gently "I got so caught up in what I needed to do". Macaque gave a small hum. "I think you've done enough for tonight, Mooncake. Time for bed"

"Bed?" You repeated, like the idea was absolutely insane "I can't, I've still got to-". "You won't be able to get anything done if you can't even move your hand, Sunshine" Wukong gently cut in, kissing the inner wrist of your sore arm. "I'll be okay" You protested "Just a few more paragraphs, then I can call it a night". "It's already well past the middle of the night, love" Macaque responded with a raised eyebrow as he looked to the nearest clock. You gave another sigh "I promise, guys, I'm fine".

Macaque and Wukong glanced to one another before looking back at you. "At least take a break" Macaque offered, Wukong chiming up after him "You'll work much better if you do". Despite being sure there was something more to this, you ended up agreeing. Your mind was starting to fog from all the working, so maybe this would help after all

Your boyfriends set to work the second you agreed. Macaque helped you get into pajamas, Wukong made you a comfort snack and grabbed your favorite blanket. They then set up the couch, letting you sit in between them as they gently squished you in from both sides. Wukong grabbed the remote and behan flicking through channels. "What do you feel like watching, Sunbeam?" he asked you. You gave a dull hum as the channels flicked past, until picking the first vaguely recognizable thing you could see

With the TV on and your boyfriends on either side, you easily fell into feeling content. Especially since they weren't arguing this time around. You enjoyed the snack you were given, glad to have something to help fill your stomach. The warmth from the blankets and the swimming of your tired head gave way to fatigue soon enough. You didn't realize how tired you really were until now

After seeing you yawn for the third time, Macaque leaned against your shoulder with a chuckle "Looks like you're tired, Mooncake". This time you gave an 'mhm' in reply. Wukong scooted in, gently scooping you up in his arms. You were still wrapped in a blanket, but now in a bridal carry as well. "Should we head to bed now?" Wukong asked, and you nodded as you leaned against his chest. With that, Macaque used a shadow portal to give the three of you a quick entrance to the bedroom you shared

Wukong placed you down in the middle, Macaque to your left and the Sage to your right. They cuddled in, wrapping their arms and tails around you to tangle you in their embrace. It was a soothing kind of warm, one that helped you slip even further into sleep. Wukong kissed your cheek and Macaque rubbed your back as you drifted off, both of them bidding you a softly spoken goodnight as they tucked you in