#IM LIKE TRYING TO SUCK THE JUICE OUT OF EVERY LINE

[milkbreadtoast]

still on my reread of early twsb and... the inn mini arc is so good/important... i didnt realize how much when i first read... but like... (ch 46 thoughts IM PLAGUED BY THE #YESSAYS AGAIN)

the MC trio's personalities are all SO diff and up till now theyve had a lot of friction and only rly interacted together bc they were kind of forced to... But despite their stark diffs one of the main thing that unites them is they all have the same strong moral compass... like their morals r in alignment. They all can't stand seeing injustice... and their diff personalities give them diff approaches to solving the (same) problem; diff strengths filling in what the other lacks... but they have the same goal/their hearts r in the same place... I rly think this is the strongest thing that binds them together🥹 theyre all good kids...

This inn mini arc is the first time the MC trio r all united in thought and working together completely of their own volition (while they showed teamwork before, it was still in situations where they were basically forced to be together, e.g. training lessons or punishment)

But here they witness the same event and they all feel the same rage at the injustice and put aside their differences to make a plan...

yeseo's had a lot of misunderstandings/misreadings of cedric's behavior and saw him p unfavorably up to this point but thats slowly starting to change... im just gonna drop some liveblogs here skfjd

(+ u wouldnt think much of it but the fact that he observes they all make the same expression "at the same time" means he's glancing at each of their faces...)

the fact that hes constantly checking cedric's reactions + trying to read what he's thinking/feeling in the moment... yeseo's empathy is 1 of his strongest traits imo and this an example of how he extends this to everyone (including the guy who he has thought of as a huge jerk all this time + is trying to avoid)

(and this is something I RLY rly love about yeseo... even w ppl he tries not to get close to/doesnt particularly like he still cant help but empathize with them? like even way before this when he concludes cedric must be entering the tournament to help his "son" who is in pain... and reasons that he must feel angry seeing chris freely mooch off yeseo's ether bc his "son" suffers from ether depletion... and when the 3 are assigned to clean the portal as punishment, and he's waiting outside w ced... notes that "he looks serious even from the side" and blurts without thinking "um... it will be okay, your royal highness." "...i am talking about Sadie." all these are examples of him extending empathy to cedric/thinking of him sympathetically (even tho he has the wrong idea)... He doesn't have to, but he does anyway, because that's the kind of person he naturally is... I really do think his strong empathy is 1 of his most prominent chara traits. 🥹❤️‍🔥)

🥹... this moment is rly cute skfjsn but yet again!! another small ex of him trying to understand what cedric is thinking on some lvl and relate/connect w him (EVEN THO ITS ALL SUBCONSCIOUS... AND HES THINKING THIS IN LIKE A LIGHTHEARTED JOKEY WAY... STILL TRUE)

(^the fact that he describes how cedric's eyes look means that he looked over & checked cedric's reaction in this moment, even tho ced didn't give a verbal rxn like himself & christelle...)

^^^^^🥹🥹🥹..!!!! AAAAH... also i talked mostly abt cedyes here but he definitely grows closer w christelle bc of this too (and the 3 of them as a whole)... and again its bc their morals r in alignment here + he's starting to understand what kind of ppl they r... but its ESP important w cedric bc he never rly thought of chris as a bad person? but up till even just the day before he's thought of cedric as being a huge asshole... witnessing all these tiny little moments that together signal a (gradual) turning point in how he views cedric makes me WANT TO FUCKING SCREAMMM AAAA!!!! AAAAAAAAH.

[isamoa]

“ WHAT GETS THEM HARD! ”

jjk men x f!reader ࿐ MDNI.

ᰔ、summary. jjk scenarios on how their dicks get hard ofc

ᰔ、tags. (ft. gojo, geto, toji, choso), nsfw, female anatomy, cunnilingus, exhibitionism, sexting, masturbation, etc.

ᰔ、a/n. these are just my silly depictions. if u dont agree idgaf lol

SATORU GOJO has the dirtiest mind and the highest sex drive. his pants definitely start feeling a little tighter at the sight of you eating a popsicle or something. specifically in public. he would have no shame in it either—casually forming a smirk on his face and dropping a snarky innuendo about the way you’re eating. “can you suck me off like that when we get home?” he’d mumble from across the table, his eyes peeking out from the top of his glasses, a smirk plastered on his lips; wet from the constant licking of his tongue. your eyes widen, a small ‘pop’ sounding from your mouth when you took the frozen sweet out to gasp at the man in front of you. “gojo! are you serious?” you’d yell in a whisper, looking around to see if anyone had heard him. “you’re right,” he’d sigh, standing up from his chair to reveal the very prominent and very obvious bulge in his pants. “we should just do it now.”

SUGURU GETO on the other hand is a polite man. like satoru, he’s a real freak in the sheets—but not as shamelessly. the littlest things can get him hard for sure, but unintentionally seeing your undergarments would really get him going. like an accidental peek at your panties from under your skirt, or a shirt thats a little too see-through showing off the print on your bra. he wouldn’t say anything of course, not right away. you would just be minding your own business one minute and then he’s dragging you towards the bedroom the next. “sugu- what are you-?” you would ask in a confusing tone, craning your head to look at the said man who was now behind you—pushing your stomach up against the countertop; a single hand brought up to grope your breast while the other laid flat against your hip. “your bra is showing.” he’d let you know blankly; an attempt to distract you while his hand slid it’s way into your pants. you would look down in response to his comment, noticing that your bra was in-fact showing like he said. unfortunately for him, you also already noticed the hardon pressed against your back.

TOJI FUSHIGURO gets hard from eating pussy. simple as that. he will get embarrassingly sloppy—juices coating his face and dripping down his chin, loving every second of it while his cock slowly grows harder. emphasis on grows. and if you think for a second that he does it for your pleasure, think again. this man will eat you out purely for his enjoyment only. his eyes are closed and his hands are squeezing at your thighs—legs thrashing uncontrollably from the uncomfortable pressure in his pants that’s about to come undone. “toji- let me help you.” you’d beg with a whimper, dragging your hand from the top of his head down to his cheek when you noticed the constant shuffling of his legs and the crease in his eyebrow. he’d laugh darkly, the breathy snicker creating a hum between your core that made a whine escape from your lips. “im fine mama,” he’ll say cockily, pulling a hand away from your leg to undo his zipper. “ill cum soon, you don’t gotta do ‘nun.”

CHOSO is a needy guy. his face will turn red at a simple flirty text—but send him a slutty pic and he might just cream his pants. fully naked or dressed in lingerie, his favorite or not, he will definitely feel some pressure down below. he might ignore you for a while, uncertain on how he should reply; if he’s even able to. “fuck- couldn’t wait till i got home, could you?” he’d whine quietly, trying his best to keep his voice down from the bathroom of his office job; one hand holding the phone up to his ear while the other rushed to unbuckle his belt. “sorry cho,” you’d apologize from the other line, voice rather faint as you posed for another picture to send him. “when are you coming?” you ask doubtfully just as his phone vibrates with another notification from your contact. “now- im comin’ now baby.” he replies with a huff, phone almost slipping from his ear. “really!?” you try to clarify—much more excited than the first time. “no, i mean im cumming. right now.”

[burnedwriter]

sitting on their face ft itto,zhongli,xiao

A/n:here are some headcannons while i go through the asks.i recently got bloodborne and elden ring and those game has occupide my time(im addicted) so i might add it to the list with the fandoms i will write.

warnings:!afab reader but with no female pronounce,sloppy pussy eating(itto),overstimulation(zhongli),squirting(zhongli),praising(xiao),69(xiao).

A/n:Mdni!!

👹Itto

👹itto is down to try new things with you,he loves spicing things up in the bedroom,as long as what you want doesnt require for him to hit you in any shape or form.

👹so when you offered to him to sit on his face,he didnt hesitated one bit.

👹be careful though itto is a messy eater he will be drowning in your juices,this man eats pussy like he is a starving man and this is the only thing he has to eat just to put it into perspective.

👹if you are hesitant to fully sit on his face,afraid that you might suffocate him,he will pumper you up with compliment and reassure you that everything will be fine.

👹‘‘fuck itto’‘you breathed out grinding yourself on the oni’s face as he drunk and lapped your juices with his broad tongue.

you and the oni wanted to spice things up in the bedroom,so you told him if you could sit on his face this time,which he immediatly agreed and with no hesitantion he position himself under you.

you only heard a groan in response from itto as he slurped and licked from the top to your core with long licks earning more moans from you.

your mind felt hazy the only thing you could do is moan out his name as you held into his horns,his strong arms wrapped around you thighs keeping you up as well as stopping you from twitching.

‘‘itto fuck i’m coming’‘the movement of your hips becoming more lazy before coming to a full as you didnt want to overstimulate your already sensitive cunt after your climax.You were particly drowning the mabunderneath you,getting off of him you sat next to itto,your backs now touching the headboard of the bed,as you both started to talk to eachother.

‘‘how did i do!?’‘itto questioned excited looking at your face waiting for an answer

‘‘‘you did amazing itto,we should do more things like that’‘you giggled happily as he wrapped and arm around you and pulled you closer to him.

🐉zhongli

🐉hes around 6.000 years old,so he has probably tried almost if not everything in the book.

🐉he is not hesitant at all,just like itto hes very willing to do it.

🐉he might not be a messy pussy eater but... he will overstimulate you until he knows you are satisfied fully,he puts your own pleasure above his.

🐉if you are hesitant or what to tap out he suggested to use a safe word just in case and he will immediatly stop if he hears it.

🐉he will tease with his tongue ,he will also nibble and kiss your inner thigh as he goes closer to your core,you will be a moaning mess by the end of the night

🐉‘‘zhongli~i cant do this anymore~’‘your voice hoarse from moaning for hours,your legs shaking barely keeping you up.

‘‘come on dear i know you have one more in you’‘zhongli murmured against your cunt as he sucked on your puff clit.

you fet your whole body vibrating as it was getting ready for another orgasm but this time the pressure in your lower abdomen felt a little weird,a feeling you have never felt before that started to grow stronger.zhongli’s tongue touched and licked the right places every time,he was experienced afterall but what made it better was his forked tongue that was due to him having a dragon form.

‘‘im close again~’‘you moaned once again grnding your cunt on his face.

finally reaching your climax your body shook violently as you reached the finish line,the pressure from your lower abdomen releasing into a stream of liquid allover his face,it took you some time to realized whats just happened as you were too busy staring at zhongli in shock.

‘‘im so sorry i-i didnt know that was going to happen’‘you spoke breaking the silence as you stumbled over your words from embarrassment,your face blushing bright red,only to see zhongli with a smug smie on his face.

‘‘it’s ok dear no need to panic’‘he let out a breathy laugh lighting up the mood,trying to reassure you that infact did not bother him at all,instead he started to wipe his face that was dumped with your nectar.

pulling you closer to him holding your hands with his making sure you were ok as he asked you if you need anything for him to bring you.

😠🍃xiao

🍃😠unlike the other two xiao is not only inexperienced but also very hesitant at your suggestion.he said ‘’thats how people suffocate’’ roling his eyes,making you laugh at his comment a little bit.

🍃😠it took you a long time to convince him and after weeks he finally caved in to your request and agreed.

😠🍃praise him!,when hes eating you out and you start praising him,he will get more confident in his actions and he will want to explore more things if he gets to be praised by you.

😠🍃though it will take him awhile until you try something new just like this one but at the end of the day its worth the wait.

😠🍃‘‘xiao you are doing so great~’‘you praised xiao,for someone who has never done this before he was really damn good at it.

seeing how painfully hard he was getting from this whole thing you decided to shift yourself and now you laid on his chest,freeing him from his pants,precum already started leaking from the tip of his cock

placing him close to your lips,giving him kitten licks tasting his salty precum before your lips parted and slowly starting taking him in your mouth,making him twitch a bit.waiting for a bit you started to bop your head up and down his cock as xiao continued to eat you out,earning a grunt from him.moaning on his cock you feel yourself getting closer to your climax just like he was.

feeling his cock pulse in your mouth but also from his groans that became increasingly more vocal feeling them on your cunt  adding to the pleasure, and with that both of you finished iin eahothers mouths,swallowing his seed as you got off him,you laid your head on his chest,placing his hand on your hair stroking them softly as you came down from your high.

[vampyuii]

Punished well -------------------------------

Koby x pirate!reader

porn w plot ... light bdsm, teasing, hair pulling, possessive koby (if you squint) afab!reader, ripping of clothing, implied over stimulation, thigh riding + koby is trans

gained pirate reader as inspo from @tinfairies , im just juicing out an anon i sent to them but please please pleeease check them out, luv dem sm

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sneaking into a navy base was never hard, but trying not to wake Koby as you entered his room was the worst, watching as he slept, glasses on the side of his pillow leaving to show his pretty lashes, wearing a baggy white t-shirt ever so slightly rolled up so you can see his v-line, his thin blanket covering his lower body as he laid under it with only his boxers hiding away his most private and delicate parts. drool filled your mouth by just thinking of pouncing on him and giving him the attention he so so needed, but that would ruin his surprise... wouldn't it?

beautiful baby pink laced panties hugged you, a small bow sitting at the front of them bringing out your curves so nicely. you knew Koby would love them, maybe he'd get to keep them with the other pairs you've hidden in his pockets on your encounters, but only if he behaved. Greedy boys don't get rewarded, Koby knew that full well.

slipping off your shorts you slowly crawled over his stature, slowly wiggling your way under his sheet. You watched his facial expressions as you placed small pepper kisses all over his stomach, moving up to his neck and then his jaw. Slowly his eyes lightened and let him see, reaching for his glasses as he felt a pair of familiar lips grace him all over.

"mmnh..? oh..? OH! Y/N you're here oh my.. oh my god i missed you so much you have no idea-" cutting himself off by giving the love he missed the most a deep kiss "I said I'd be back.." a once simple kiss getting heated in the moment, but I mean who can blame you both. Finally touching his skin without worry of waking him, your hands roamed every curve and dip in his body. Koby couldn't help but moan at your touch, feeling him grind his thighs together from under you make you hungry. lifting yourself up off of his lap you showed off your pretty laced panties. His eyes widened, cheeks becoming flushed and his lip goes to get trapped between his teeth. "baby.. i missed you so much ya' know that r-right?" snaking his hands around your hips pulling you up to his face.

Pepper kisses were bombed over your thighs, sucking and nibbling on your plush skin made the space between his thigh soak with his own slick. Not trying to waste anymore time his pace quickened as he rolled you over to your back, fingers slipping under the thin cloth blocking him from your sweet honey covered cunt. "m' sorry.. i just- i need you."

The panties you wore made it difficult to touch you, poor baby had no other choice... could you really blame him for ripping the baby pink undies off of you? Koby groaned at the sight of you, dipping his head between your thighs before being stopped so quickly.

"koby, my sweet baby."

"y-yes..?"

"whatcha do that for my love?" he could tell he fucked himself over. the look in your eyes now harsh compared to the dripping of your plush pussy.

"i.. i ju- im sorry i just couldn't.. i needed to-"

"you didn't need to do anything, you got too greedy 'oby." pulling him to meet you face to face by his hair, his glasses fogged up from him panting like a stupid dog. giving him a small peck on the lips before getting up from your spot, and taking out his worn down laces from his shoes. Koby looked so lost, poor baby just wanted to make his love feel good, he just wanted to make his pirate feel amazing.

crawling back over him, you harshly grabbed his wrists and began tying them to the frame of his twin sized bed. eyes darting all over the place Koby was worried... what did he do wrong? why was he being punished? slipping off his boxers you watching a line of his own slick stick to his cloth, his poor cunt was just begging for you, it was drooling over you.

"you know i dont like greedy boys Koby.." blowing a bit of cool air over his soaked pussy, making him shudder under you. "please i- what.. im sorry just, no just let me go pleas- please baby.." grinding his hips into nothing, you backed away to the other side of the bed, slipping your finger between your folds making SURE Koby was watching your every move.

“Please I’m- I won’t do it again I promise, just ple-please let me go..” he can’t stand watching your fingers dip in and out of yourself, he needs it to be his fingers. But greedy boys don’t get what they want. and he’s gotta learn that the hard way..

you tried touching yourself the way your baby boy did, even though it didn't feel as euphoric as it did with him, you made sure he knew he fucked up. Punishing Koby was your least favorite thing, not only were you punishing him but yourself as well.. you could never reach the spot his perfect slim fingers did, the way his thumb would trace over your clit in between the kisses and sucks he'd give it.

“why should I koby?” spoken in a groan, your clit was aching for Koby, you both knew that. But he can’t get what he wants.. no, what he needs, because he doesn’t deserve it right now. Good boys learn how to behave. Even if it meant playing with yourself in front of him.

“mommy please.. I'll make you feel so good, you- fuck... you can use me however you want.. just- untie me.” he didn’t mean to rip off your new pretty panties, he didn’t know they were his gift from you , he was just so so hungry for you, but you knew that.. right? Rubbing his thighs together trying to get some sort of relief off of his enlarged clit, pretty baby was so wet, and all for you.. “Need you so bad baby please”

Moaning out his name you just couldn't take it anymore. Koby would have to fully learn his lesson another time, right now you needed him. finally giving in you hurried back over to him, quickly dragging your soaked cunt across his thigh while smashing your lips against his. Your warm breasts sat comfortably against his chest. Humping and grinding on his thighs as he let the most erotic whines and moans into your throat.

Bouncing his thigh to the rhythm of your hips you could feel the hot knot twist and turn in your tummy "k-kobyy... cant oh- my god" both of your tongues making messes of each other while the knot in your stomach unfolded, shaking heavily you came undone. Koby slowed the bounce of his thigh he watched you go through your first orgasm.

hands slowly moving from his hips you removed the laces around his wrists, Koby didn’t waste any time, gently moving you on your back while his soft slender hands roamed your body as his mouth find its way to your pussy.

"Missed you so much mommy..." He didn’t care how drenched he was anymore "fuck... I missed this pussy so much.." he needed you.

As his tongue touched your gooey flesh, you knew tonight wasn't gonna be over quickly..

Your baby was gonna make sure you ended tonight content and happy. He was gonna make sure you ended tonight covered in his markings. Koby was gonna make sure you felt just as good as the firsts.

[maybeimamuppet]

I LOST THE ASK IM SORRY ANON BUT HERE

REGINA

favorite thing about them

heheeeeeehoooo i’m a lesbian but honestly she has so much like depth to her in a way that’s not immediately obvious and it’s really interesting as a writer getting to explore that beyond canon

least favorite thing about them

i don’t like that i relate to her!!!! i don’t like the idea of being mean and she is and i’m entirely convinced she and i have the same personality disorder and i am terrified that i’m like her. some people have said it and i just hate that it might be true

but like as a character in and of herself it’s how she uses people for her own gain. that’s not cool boo

favorite line

“boo, you whore” from the movie

“that’s what i keep trying to explain to the president on twitter but he blocked me” from the show

i can’t remember enough of what she says in the new movie rn but i’ll find smth later i’m sure lol

brOTP

damian. she and damian both love taylor swift and they listen to every song together and fangirl together and also damian gets her into musicals. regina likes the dark gritty ones with good music like les mis and little shop and damian likes the classics (obvs)

OTP

post redemption arc i ship her with like every woman in this. like any combo of gretchen and karen, i’m an absolute SUCKER for cadina (like i’m literally on my knees begging for cadina fic prompts please), rejanis is. it has potential not my fav but i do partake from time to time.

but like aaron would just turn out bad nobody really likes shane or kevin and damian. is gay. so none of the men lol

nOTP

this woman is GAY so again any of the guys lol. also if it’s done wrong rejanis can be real icky and i don’t like that

random headcanon

she can juggle. cady is the only one who knows and regina will absolutely kill her if she lets it slip

unpopular opinion

she is a victim who made the wrong choices and not the monster a lot of people make her out to be. she is not the villain of the story she is the villain of her own life by fault of her own mind which is the fault of her upbringing and she is making the only choices she knows how which just so happen to hurt a lot of people. she absolutely can be redeemed and she deserves it. which is why the bus doesn’t just straight up kill her.

song i associate with them

i think i said this for janis but monster from frozen has very much internal regina vibes to me that she like is terrified of letting anyone else see. also i know it’s about something VERY DIFFERENT but all grown up from bare seems like it would really speak to her. and also just all of renee’s songs bc duh

favorite picture of them

it’s a gif and this is how i lost the post last time but uh

like. holy shit.

DAMIAN

favorite thing about them

i’ve said it before and i’ll say it again but that boy drinks his loving janis sarkisian juice every morning as part of a balanced breakfast. he knows they’re each others person and i think he navigates their admittedly strange relationship really well. 

and also i love that this ~17 year old fat openly gay kid has SO MUCH confidence in himself. could he be overcompensating and actually have a lot internally that he doesn’t like about himself? yes absolutely . but the way he chooses to handle himself with such grace and confidence as he navigates such a complex web of social issues is really admirable to me and i don’t think he gets enough credit :))

least favorite thing about them

some of the stereotypes aren’t like super cool but like they had to come from somewhere so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

favorite line

damian is what got me into this show tbh i have so many

but i thiiiiiink it’s gotta be either “and they are more addictive than opioids and girl scout thin mints combined” (also hot take but i’ve been a girl scout for 18 years and thin mints SUCK)

OR

“did she just leave while i was actively caring about her? no. / she’s leaving! just like my DAD.”

honestly just like all of stop all of cautionary tale just him i love him yes

brOTP

besides the obvious answer of janis again i would say regina. but also he and gretchen get coffee at least once a week and bond over dances and choreography and whatnot and he and karen are joined at the hip whenever they’re together and you cannot tell me otherwise. and cady is basically his little sister

OTP

THEATRE BOY FROM THE NEW MOVIE OMGGGGG but also like. i don’t really know lol

i usually write him as being with aaron but that’s bc when i was writing like three months in i asked and all my (four) readers at the time said they wanted damiaaron it was not my first pick. but it has grown on me a lot and i think they’re super cute together

nOTP

i am terrified of the amount of romantic fic out there for him and janis?? like y’all ran face first into the point and hit ur heads so hard u still couldn’t see it huh

random headcanon

he kicked janis’ front teeth out in tap class when they were five and janis still has a small scar on her lip

unpopular opinion

i know i write about it a lot and stuff but making him trans feels really reductive of his personality sometimes. we need more trans rep obviously and i love people being able to take characters like him and feel seen but i question it with him in particular a lot. similar vibes to people who make matilda trans i just dk. lots of complicated feelings about it

also that he is the best goddamn character in the whole thing

song i associate with them

uhhhhhh for whatever reason 9 to 5 by dolly parton?? and jolene are the first two to pop into my head lol idk why

oh and also better work bitch by britney spears (i think??)

favorite picture of them

[goldiipond]

watched the promised neverland

what is s2 and why does everyone hate it

OHHHHHH OH YOU WATCHED IT??? LETS FUCKING GOOOOO IHOPE YOU LIKED IT!!!!!!

also thats a quastion with sooooooo many answers i'll try to be brief but. there is so much and i am very passionate abt it <3 heres a general summary of everything i can think of that sucks ass by your best friend skye:

-the biggest one is easily the amount of manga content that is changed/just outright cut altogether. s1 was a wonderful, faithful adaptation of the first 37 chapters of the manga. this manga has 181 chapters and had been finished for a while by the time of s2's release. essentially they tried to squeeze the framework of the remaining 144 chapters into one 11 episode season and it went about as well as you'd expect

-the decision to cut what is easily at least 80% of characters introduced after the escape arc. this includes a character who is, in my opinion, one of the funniest and most well-written characters in the series and a huge fan favorite in general

-the decision to cut literally the entire goldy pond arc, which is widely considered to be the best arc in the manga. every character that comes with it also gets the axe. haha goldy pond reference

-several major plot points and entire chunks of other arcs are also cut out, leaving a messy and frankly sad skeleton of a plot that they try to salvage with original plot points that only serve to make an even bigger mess of this story or to make a setup to what could be a really cool new plot direction and immediately disappoint you. i watched s2 before reading the manga and can count at least 3 separate instances where i went oh youre fucking joking

-i cannot stress how bad this gets. the final episode ends with what is quite literally a glorified powerpoint presentation in an attempt to wrap up an obscene amount of plot before they hit the episode length limit. i said 'this is bullshit' aloud to my sister on my first watch and coming back after reading the manga it was frankly insulting. a character fucking meets god and makes a deal that changes the laws of the world itself and in the anime this is told through a singular still frame that is onscreen for about 8 seconds. it is so bad

-this season fucking gutted pretty much every female character (and every character in general tbh) and turned a series with an amazing emphasis on freedom of expression and defying gender roles into another generic shonen misogyny fest. the significance of emma refusing to wear a skirt after escaping gracefield's oppressive environment is thrown out by putting her back into a skirt by the 3rd or 4th episode, literally every post-escape female character besides 2 are cut, including but not limited to an androgynous girl who kicks ass and is never treated like a joke and a girl who shoots a rich scumbag point-blank in the face to avenge her sister

-i dont see much talk about the racism but god its soo racist. every post-escape character of color is cut with the exception of one, a black guy who is given a 'ooooh hes secretly a villain' cliffhanger at the end of an episode that is entirely non-existent in the manga. they dont even commit to it and he's revealed to Still Be A Good Guy Actually at the start of the next episode, they literally had no reason to do this. at one point they have don tell a terrified 5 year-old not to cry because 'boys don't cry'. don cries more than literally any other guy in the manga and most of the girls as well, and he is never ashamed of this. i am greatly downplaying the amount of rage that line makes me feel

-they cut 4 canonically disabled characters, 2 of which are disabled by the time they're introduced and 2 of which end up disabled after events in the story, all of which are treated with nothing but respect in the manga

i could probably go on but im running out of brain juice so. heres the gist of it <3 in short, season one was for the most part a beautiful adaptation of the first arc and in a lot of aspects i even like it better than the manga, with my only major complaint being the addition of that weird doll krone talks to and the amount of times she's drawn as a caricature even after being toned down compared to the manga. s1 was made with so much love by people who clearly cared abt the story they were adapting, and s2 is a frankly heinous attempt at finishing it up in a very short amount of time. it is so impressively bad that literally no one, from the entire team that worked on the last 2 episodes to THE GODDAMN CREATORS OF THE SERIES wanted to take any credit for those 2 episodes. thank you <3

[mageofminge]

where i've been the past few months

just wanna say sorry i haven't been posting as much, for the past few months i've basically been dealing with at least 2 separate health conditions at a time and no matter how much i try i can never seem to get well again. its honestly just been taking a massive toll on my mental health and i haven't been able to do much other than get by on a daily basis.

i'm also just rlly angry rn bc i was always healthy before but my body's just been completely worn out from both studying and uni stress, as well as living in halls so grim people would regularly get food poisoning from the kitchens and not being able to afford to eat out. i just hate the people that made the kitchen grim by not knowing basic food hygiene, then refused to listen when i tried to explain that hey, you can't put raw meat on top of other people's vegetables, even if it is in packaging because, crazy idea, that packaging can in fact break causing raw meat juice to spill all over the veggies.

there's also the element of religion stuff in the sense that, there was this rlly holy day in my religion, but bc of the rest of my family not being particularly religious or almost wanting me to not be religious so they can hate on me, i didn't know it was the holy day until afterwards. and i uh. did something that was. a massive no-no. on the literal holiest day. in my religion. and then that combined with. all the health issues only happening after that. basically my brain is always now blaming me for causing those health issues by being reckless and doing a big nono. rather than double checking online bc i had heard it was the following day and so assumed that night was safe. and again this is completely illogical but because the timing lines up so well it keeps popping back in my head that i wouldn't be so sickly if i had observed that holy day properly.

oh and also finally i've been struggling with the public healthcare system a lot bc everyone ive seen has either refused fully comprehensive testing or just refused to test me at all (i assume to save money). only to waste more money by playing guesswork and prescribing me antibiotics i don't need (the antibiotic in question being FLUCLOXACILLIN for STAPH, which has A HIGH RATE OF ANTIBIOTIC RESISTANCE, caused by using them when not needed). oh and again waste money by me having to constantly come in for follow ups and follow ups because the one stool test they decided to run came back negative so why are you still ill.

and also throughout this whole illness my family has been pretty horrible. whenever i need to do smth bc im ill they always act like im a spoilt brat who's being a massive pain. as though them being mildly inconvenienced by my illness is a grave sin. like one time i got rlly bad food poisoning and had to throw up multiple times over the span of an hour. and then also had diarrhea that was so severe it was like i was shitting literal water. this was on holiday at like 3-4am. and then at like 8 after i had gone back to sleep for the time and woken up my family were all yelling at me telling me to be considerate and not be so loud at 3-4am. knowing. i had just. vomitted and shat my guts out. from food poisoning.

and with all that combined being ill just generally sucks. like the only person who actually is considerate and takes care of me is my bf. who ive tried to stay with as much as possible but its incredibly difficult bc my parents also randomly decide to have severe abandonment issues and act like im leaving a gaping hole in their lives every time im not at home. but then treat me like they strongly dislike me and im a massive inconvenience when i am home.

so yeah basically these past few months have just been me cosplaying as a sickly victorian child asking to be taken out to the garden one last time before the consumption sets in.

[girlydemonbite]

Leona Smut

first smut for twisted wonderland.

Cw:Knots??

"Dont complain when it grows too big for you." Leona mumbled half asleep. "Your dumb human pussy might not be able to handle it, and im not gonna deal with you crying that it hurts. You hear me?"

You just gave him a small nod, as you pulled down his pants and boxers. He had been taking a nap in the green house once again at lunch time. And when you came looking for him you could help but notice how hot he looked. You knew it was probably a bad idea to try to have sex with him. But he was the only complaining all day in class to Ruggie how he wished there was some lion girl to bang around here. You might not be a lion but you have a hole that is fuckable.

And he didn't put up a fight when he woke up to you slowly started taking his pants off, you were kinda hoping to get farther then just unbuckling his belt before he him to woke up. But here you were with his pants off with his half hard dick right in front of you.

"Dont worry about sucking on it. We probably dont got much time left before ruggie tries and come find me, so get your shit off." He groaned.

You were lucky that you wore the uniform that had a shirt today, so all you had to do was pull down your panties. While Leona stroked his dick a couple times to get it all the way hard. The thing was bigger then you could of imagined. Just looking at it made shivers run down your back.

"Would of liked to do this somewhere else tho." He munbled to himself.

He quickly pulled you untop of him, spitting in his hand and rubbing his spit on his dick and some on the outside of your hole before lining his dick up with your hole. You had a feeling that he wasnt gonna be the nicest, but when he just slammed you down on his dick. You knew this was gonna be something else.

When you let out a semi loud yelp, he couldn't help but laugh at you a bit.

"Didn't think I was gonna treat you like a princess or something did ya?" he said as he guilded your hips up and down on his dick. "But gotta say for a human pussy, it's pretty good."

His hands on your waist were getting tighter every thrust that he made, his thrusts kept going from fast to slow. Like he was testing out the waters. Like he was trying to hit and feel every spot inside you, and even tho he was focused on that. His eyes were watching your face to see what your reaction was. What spot looked like felt the best. Honestly you would of been more embarrassed if you werent enjoying every second so much. If Leona looked at you like this any other time you wouldnt be able to handle it but right now it didnt matter. He was enjoying you. And you were enjoying him.

"Lets see what you're hiding under your shirt." He didn't even give you time to let the words to sink in. As quickly as he could he let go of your hips. Stop the movement. "I wanna see your tits." He was quick to pull your shirt off of you, and un did your bra. Leaving you just in your shirt and shoes. "Much better." He said before going back to thrusting into you. But now his eyes werent on your face. They were on your chest. He was watching your boobs go up and down with every thrust. The smirk on his face told you he was enjoying this a little too much. But you didnt really mind. Not when he was making you feel like this. It felt like he was fucking you in half. He must be a boob man cause the way his dick was going in and out of you was harder then before.

Leona let out a rough groan or maybe a moan. You werent really sure cause your moans were drowning out his noises. His dick felt better then you could of imagined but what did you expect? You mean look at him. Someone like him obviously had to have an amazing dick and he did.

"Shit, you're soaking my dick, Hopefully your juices dont get on my pants and stain them. Not that I care honestly." He pulled you closer to him before moaning into neck before giving you a few hard bites.

He was right, you could feel all your juices running down your legs and his too. Which didnt help with the noises. You sure if your moaning wasnt a dead give away to anyone, then the noises that your pussy was making would be. You just hoped lunch wasnt almost over.

"Shit." You moaned, Leona took it as he was you were close. Which he was right. But really you were starting to feel Leona knot start forming. Meaning he was almost close too.

After a few more thrusts it became very obvious that his knot was expanding. Because Leona could barely move now.

"Shit." He groaned. He was honestly hoping to pull out before it got too big. But it was too late now. But even tho it was getting harder to move he still was trying to move even just a little bit. He could help it. It felt too good.

"Ow." you mumbled, as you tried to make him stop moving but he didnt. He ignored the little whines that were coming out of your mouth.

"Shut up." He groaned as he moved on of his hand to play with your clit. "Ill try to help."

It wasnt helping the tightness that you felt inside but you were so close to cumming and so was Leona. After a little bit of him playing with your clit. It pushed you over and you were creaming on his dick. Which helped him reach his high too, filling you up with all his seeds.

You felt so full. You were sure if you were fucking anyone else all his cum would be spilling out. But his knot wasnt gonna let that happen.

You both were trying to catch your breath from your high. When you two heard someone voice.

You both knew who it was too, It was ruggie.

"Shit." Leona mumbled to himself as he quickly pulled off his shirt and jacket and placed it over you.

"Leona" Ruggie sung as you two heard him come closer.

"Go away Ruggie!" Leona shouted.

"Dont be like that Leona, we gotta get to class!." Ruggie shouted back but before leona could say anything else.

Ruggie had found you two, still stuck together. He froze and stared at you two before he started laughing.

"Oh my god! The human girl? Leona you out did yourself this time!"

"Get out." Leona growled, making Ruggie stop laughing.

"Fine fine. But when you two arent stuck anymore. Get to class."

"Just fucking go." Leona growled once again.

Ruggie was quick to turn around and start walking away, but not without one last sentence.

"I wonder if humans can have pups!"

[reawritesthings]

domestic pleasures | wanda maximoff

summary: you were new to westview and you automatically caught wanda’s eye. overtime, you allowed wanda to take good care of you.

pairings: mommy!wanda x fem!reader

word count: 2.2K

warnings: 18+ MINORS DONT INTERACT. degrading, mommy kink, vaginal fingering, eating out someone. slightly overstimulation. slightly forced orgasm. wanda uses her power. dom!wanda. teasing. reader is in love with wanda's boobs. (if i have missed anything, please tell me) :)

authors note: IM BACK with another. the comments and the feedback for lemon tree was shocking. thank u everyone for reading it!! i wasn’t expecting that reaction. anyways, enjoy this :) feedback is appreciated

You never considered yourself lucky, especially in a new town that looked beautiful when the sunset toned the streets. You were a broke college student, desperately trying to make ends meet with groceries, bills and books. It was stressful to find some work in a town full of people who minded their business, except a family of four.

You hardly saw them until Wanda came knocking on your door, offering you meals that she made for her family. Wanda knew from the many nights she saw you from your window that you never ate a full course meal.

Her flower wasn’t nurturing the right way, and she hated it. Wanda didn’t like seeing her flower work too hard. But she did love the choice of outfits you wore.

An oversized shirt that always curves over your bum, giving Wanda a perfect view of your laced panties. She loved watching you, admiring you from afar. You were oblivious to her gestures, just like she wanted you to be.

When she saw you one night taking small bites of her lasagna, she swore that she heard a moan escape from your lips. It captivated her to continue to bring you food so she can listen to those pretty little moans of yours.

Over time, her motherly instincts switch on. She monitored your eating pattern, especially when you were in the middle of your finals. She watched you take scoops of cookie dough ice cream into your mouth and chugging energy drinks into your system.

You were hurting her flower, and she didn’t like it one bit. Wanda then decided she would take matters into her hand. When Wanda asked you out of the blue to come over to fix her printer, a ready-made meal was waiting for you.

It was a small fish dish with tons of vegetables. You weren't a fan of vegetables; half of them weren't your favourite either. You tried to pass the offer but, Wanda was very persuaded. She insisted you stay and eat with her, as a token of thanks for fixing her printer.

You didn’t want to be rude so, you sat with her, watching her cut up her potion. Wanda noticed that you hardly touched your greens, which made her angry. She didn’t show it, as she didn’t want to scare off her flower.

Wanda simply got up from her seat and accidentally brushed your shoulder, apologising straight after. She bent her body towards you, allowing you full access to her chest. You gulped in pleasure at how beautifully shaped her tits were.

“If you eat your greens, you can touch,” Wanda whispered, biting your earlobe. She watched as you gripped your thigh, smirking at how easy it was to persuade you to do something.

You sat there and, Wanda made sure you ate every vegetable on your plate. Each time you ate a vegetable, she kissed your neck, praising you for obeying.

“You can do it. We don’t want to see what happens when you don’t listen, sweetheart.” She mumbled against your skin, making you squirm in your seat.

Wanda slowly started to suck on your neck, feeding into you like you were her dinner. She heard a little whimper come from your lips and licked the mark she created.

“One more, sweetheart.” She praised, brushing her thumb against your cheek. She tangled her hands through your hair, pulling it slightly as she saw you fiddle with the last vegetable.

You quickly ate the last vegetable, looking up at Wanda for praise. She sent a sweet kiss to your lips, humming words that made you feel warm inside.

You instantly felt your body respond to her touches. She was seated next to you, and you felt lost. You didn’t know what came over yourself when Wanda pulled you onto her lap. You instantly snuggled into her, letting your face buried between her chest, as she brushed her fingers up and down your back.

You lightly kissed her breasts, smiling at how big and comfy they were. Wanda smirked and bounced them up, causing you to moan.

“Since you ate all your greens and study real hard today, you get to have some dessert. How does that sound?” Wanda whispered into your ear, seeing you nod almost immediately.

“You are so responsive to my orders, aren’t you?”

You nodded, feeling a blush appear.

“Such a good little flower.” She cooed, pulling you off her and pushing you down onto the floor. She opened her legs and watched your eyes widen at her movement. You saw that she wasn’t wearing anything underneath.

“Be a good little girl and take your dessert. I’m going to make sure you taste every last drop, understood?”

“Yes, Wanda..”

Wanda tutted, “Mommy. You call me Mommy.”

“Yes, Mommy.” You whispered and slowly brought your face to her entrance. You placed your hands around her thigh, and in a straight line, you licked her core. Wanda had no time for you to tease her. She was horny enough from just seeing you obey her. She grabbed a handful of hair and forced your mouth to suck on her cunt. You moaned at the force, trying to suck on every inch of her folds.

Wanda knew you were new to this, as your technique were wonky. She arched her hips towards you, thrusting her cunt into your face making you have no access to breathe. You allowed your tongue to explore her, trying to graze every spot to please her.

Wanda moans found your ears and, you moaned against her core, sucking on it harshly like it was the last edible thing on earth. Again Wanda thrust into you, making you accidentally bite her core. Wanda moaned louder, and you continued to latch onto her bud. You knew she was getting close as her folds clenched around your tongue. She managed to pull on your hair once more and gave you no warning that she was close to an orgasm.

Wanda, in no time, thrust once more before flooding your mouth with her cum. You tried your hardest to suck on every sweetness she gave you. Your lips were attached to her core for a little longer before she moved you away, brushing her finger against your swollen lip.

“You gorgeous thing. Those plumped lips are so useful to me. You were so good, sweetheart. You made Mommy feel so good.” She whispered, pulling you up by your shirt.

“You did so well, darling.” She hummed, allowing you to rest your head in her chest. Wanda watched as you gave her light kisses to her chest, grinning at how easily it was for you to be a submissive.

Wanda slowly moved your face away for her, causing a little whimper to escape your lips. Wanda only grinned at her flower, loving how needy you were for her.

“Go get some rest, darling. Those essays won’t write themselves.”

You nodded and slowly got off her lap, “Yes, Mommy.”

Wanda bit her lip at your tone and watched you stumble your way out of her home. She took the glass of water from the table, taking small sips as she amusingly watched you tumble and walk into things.

“Goodbye, little one.”

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That night you were sorely in the zone to complete one of your essays. A temptation inside you sprung to light after you left Wanda’s that afternoon. You could still taste her in your mouth, and you craved more.

You felt lost without her near. You never depend on someone like you did with Wanda. She was turning you into something that you read in novels, and you liked it.

A little too much.

It was quarter to midnight and, you just finished a second essay. You were tired from studying and decided to take a little nap before returning to your books. However, that nap didn't exactly happen when you found yourself cradled against Wanda's chest.

You awoke and found your face buried deep in Wanda’s boobs. Unaware of how that happened, Wanda pushed your face back into her chest. She knew that you needed her touch, and just like the submissive you were, you took full advantage of it.

“You overworked yourself, sweetheart.”

You hummed, looking straight up at her. You eagerly tried to kiss her lips but, Wanda pulled back and smacked your thigh. You jumped in confusion, putting your head down as you didn’t like it when Wanda was mean.

"You naughty girl. Are you that desperate for Mommy’s lips? You want Mommy to taste whatever you are feeling in your panties.”

You let out a loud moan as Wanda harshly pressed her finger against your soaking core.

“My sweetheart. You are soaking. Did Mommy make you wet, darling?”

You sheepishly nodded and tugged on her bra as Wanda slapped your throbbing core.

“M-Mommy,” You moaned against her breasts, finding a way for you to tug on her nipple. Wanda hummed and saw how close you were getting to her nipple and slapped your core again, but with more force.

“Not yet. You must let Mommy taste you first. Is that what you want?”

You nodded quickly.

“Desperate little thing. You are such a slut, darling. Look at you, trying to hump Mommy’s fingers. How badly do you want Mommy’s fingers?”

“So badly. Please. Please.” The sounds of your begging made Wanda pinch your core. You let out a moan and squirm at the pain.

Wanda slowly pulled your panties down, watching some of your juice trails down your thigh. Wanda’s fingers managed to clean the excess. Without any warning, she stuffed her fingers straight into your mouth.

“Suck.” She demanded and, you obeyed, moaning at the taste of your sweetness.

“You ready for Mommy’s fingers? How many does my flower get?”

“As much as Mommy likes.” You moaned, and Wanda let out a chuckle at how much of a good submissive you were.

Wanda took one last look at you before taking her fingers out of your mouth and slammed them straight into your hole, hearing you cry in pain.

“Taking them so well, darling. Do you know how many fingers are inside you?” Wanda asked, her eyes darken.

You shook your head, pleading with her to go faster.

“Let’s count, Sweetheart.” Wanda whispered, and used one finger to hit one of your spots.

“How many was that, gorgeous?”

“O-One..”

Wanda grinned and did the same again but with three fingers this time causing you to moan louder.

“F-Four?” You manage to say and Wanda shook her head.

“Would you like Four fingers inside you?” Wanda whispered into your ear, fucking your core hard.

You barely gave her a response. Wanda took that as a yes and added another finger inside you. You felt your hole stretch like never before as Wanda slammed her fingers inside you. The tears spilling in your eyes made you grip Wanda's hand.

Wanda smirked and removed your hand from hers. She laughed as she gripped your jaw, so she could see you fall apart.

"My sweet angel. You look so beautiful." Wanda whispered and gripped your jaw harder. You let your tears fall from your cheek as she thrust her fingers in and out of you. You felt your orgasm near as your folds tugged on her fingers.

Your eyes began to see stars as Wanda used some of her magic to add more harsh momentum. You had no idea of Wanda's being a witch and, Wanda loved your obliviousness.

You started to ride her fingers, feeling your high coming through. Wanda kissed your tears away, planting a small kiss on your nose before slapping your thigh to indicate that you could cum.

"Go on, darling."

You cried out in pleasure as you let yourself loose on her fingers, sobbing as Wanda helped you ride your high. Your walls still clenched around her fingers, as you didn't want her to pull out.

Wanda smirked, loving how you took her so well.

“You are so well behaved, Sweetheart... taking my four fingers very well. You are a good little slut, aren't you? So glad I found you."

You opened your mouth, and Wanda laughed at your loss for words.

"How about we run you a bath? Does my little flower need a bath?”

You nodded and hissed at the pain as Wanda took her fingers out of you. She kissed your lips and then your neck, praising you whilst she gently made her way down to your swollen core. She gently kissed your swollen bud and gave you a sweet lick before picking you up.

Out of embarrassment of crying, you buried your face in her neck and watched her carry you towards the bathroom. You still let some tears fall as you felt the pain. She gently placed you on the counter, brushing your hair out of your face as she pinches your thigh teasingly.

“My sweet darling. Look at you. You were so good with Mommy today. You are the most gorgeous thing when you are crying. Those little sobs were for me, and Mommy loved watching you fall apart.”

You felt your cheeks burn with shame as Wanda degraded you. You wiped your tears on your jumper as you heard the tap run. Wanda cooed you, peppering your face with kisses.

“Let’s get you cleaned up.” She chuckled and helped you into the tub. You hissed at the pain when the warm water hit your core. Wanda slowly pushed you down, leaning over to wash you.

“No more crying, sweetheart,” Wanda whispered and gently began to bath you. You nodded and stayed put and allowed Wanda to care for you.

“Thanks, Mommy.”

Wanda smiled and placed a small kiss to your cheek. “Anytime, darling.”

[dr4cking]

Dear, I don’t know if ur reqs are open bc you’ve been creating contents for us lately. But if it’s okay, could you do a Draco smut where a simple back rub, supposedly as a thank you, turns into a love making with the reader? If you’re okay with it only!! Thank you ❤️

Adore You.

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draco malfoy x reader | fluff | smut |

a/n : hii lovely thank you for requesting! this is such a cute idea 😻💞

draco and y/n were cuddling to each other on their bed, y/n was reading a book while draco keeps distracting her by playing with her hair and placing soft kisses all over her face.

“hey stop it i’m trying to read, this was the best part” y/n whines wanting to remove herself from their cuddling session but draco quickly pulled her back by her waist and buried his face on her neck.

“you wake up and choose to be needy today, hm?” she asked as she gives his cheek a kiss before going back to read her book.

“im just feeling grateful today. how lucky i am to have you in my life.” draco replied as he rubs her back with his hand making her relaxed into his touch.

“stop being so damn cheesy or you’re gonna make me blush so hard right now”

“but you already did” he chuckles seeing her cheeks turned into a tinted pink.

draco hooked his legs on her waist pulling her closer to him, his hand still rubbing her back softly, his other hand caressing her face as he still gives his girlfriend kisses all over her face.

“i love you so much, you have no idea. thank you for choosing to be with me, y/n” she melted at his words, actually this boy is the one who had no idea what he did to her. she grabbed his jaw and connecting their lips savouring his lips.

“i love you, draco” she swore she almost cry at his softness.

draco buried his face back onto the crook of her neck, they stayed in that position for a few minutes until y/n feels draco was kissing her neck softly.

“y/n?” he called out her name, his voice sending vibrations to her skin.

“hmm?”

“can i make love to you?” y/n chuckles ruffling her boyfriend’s hair.

“please make love to me, draco.” with her permission, draco get on top of her, he started from kissing her forehead, down to her nose, her eyelids, her cheeks and last, her lips.

the kiss was soft and passionate, it was a way to show their adoration for each other. the kiss lasted a minute before y/n broke the kiss to catches her breath, she let out a giggle as draco’s kisses trailed down from her jaw to her neck making sure he gets his way onto every inch of her skin.

“may i?” draco asked tugging at the bottom of her sweater, y/n nods at him giving him a reassuring smile.

“god.. you’re beautiful” draco admires her bare breasts, his hand squeezing the supple skin and his mouth attached to her hard nipple.

“draco..” y/n moans softly pulling at his blonde locks feeling his hot tongue swirling her nipple.

draco made his way down to her stomach giving it a few kisses and sucking on the skin marking her as his. he pulled her shorts along with her underwear revealing her glistening cunt in front of him making his mouth watered.

“you’re a goddess, love. my goddess.” draco wrapped her legs on his shoulder as he positioned his face between her thighs, licking a straight line on her slit making the girl shuddered at the sensation.

draco’s name escaped her lips over and over again as he starts to working his tongue on her cunt, eating her out like it was his breakfast. draco savoured every taste of her in his mouth with pleasure, he inserts two digits of his fingers into her thrusting inside her with the same pace as his lips still making out with her clit.

“draco.. i’m close” he curled his fingers hitting her spot as a sign for y/n to let it out and within seconds y/n came undone in his tongue and on his fingers making the boy groaning at the taste.

y/n blushes hard when she sees draco shoving his fingers into his mouth and cleaning her juices. he opens his eyes and gives her a smirk.

“taste so delicious, love. will never get enough of it” y/n sit up to pulling down his sweatpants, his hard cock slapped up hitting his lower stomach, she was about to wrap her hand around it but draco stopped her.

“next time, princess. now is all about you” y/n nodded letting him laid her back on the bed, he spreads her legs and lining his cock against her entrance.

“ready, love?” y/n nodded eagerly, draco captured her lips then he intertwined their hands and placing it on the side of her face as he slowly pushed into her, y/n arched her back feeling so full. draco let her adjust as he was fully inside her. she pulls him for a kiss before ordering him to move.

draco slowly rocking his way in and out of her, his thrust is long and deep, so y/n can feel every inch of him connecting their bodies.

“you feel amazing, love. such a good girl for me” draco said in between his moan, his hands never leaving hers, his lips founding its way back to her lips, y/n wrapped her legs around his waist managing to take him deeper.

draco quickens his pace but still gently not to hurt her, y/n is a moaning mess when he brushed her spot, he continues thrusting into her spot helping her reaching her high and thats when he feels her walls clenching and pulsing around him.

“i’m gonna cum, draco..” y/n moans, keeping her eye contact with him.

“me too love, together yeah?” and with a few snaps, they both came at the same time moaning each other names. both of them panted heavily.

draco let his body collapsed onto her but still holding his weight, y/n stroked his blonde hair with her fingers and giving him a kiss in his forehead. he gives her a peck on her lips before getting up to begin his aftercare.

“i love you, y/n.”

“i love you, draco.”

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tagging : @dracoscum @hellounicorn @malfoysbiitch @onyourgoddamnleft @whoreforgeorgeandfred @turn-to-page-394-please @arzfia @slut4dracoo @alexthealexthealex

[silverdelirium]

Draco ✨doing the reader✨ while wearing his sweater/jumper (Only if ur okay and comfortable with it. Have a nice day!!) ❤️

im kinda unmotivated so this is shit

warnings: smut, oral (female receiving)

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draco sighed tiredly as he made his way to his dorm, the bag on his shoulder heavy and body aching. wanting nothing more than to relax in his girlfriend’s arms.

he really hoped that by now you would be in his room waiting for him, considering the fact that he had previously asked you during the day to meet him there.

once draco stood in front of his door, he could hear the soft shuffling of someone inside. a smile crept up his face at the thought while he turned the knob.

your head snapped at the sound of the door creaking open, a smile creeping up to your face as you saw your boyfriend entering the room, mirroring your smile. yet the look went away as soon as his eyes raked over your figure, eyes going wide and mouth agape in the slightest.

you frowned and looked down to your attire, which consisted on nothing but his old quidditch jumper, the word “malfoy” being embedded at the back with silver.

draco could’ve easily drooled at the sight of you, with nothing on but his clothing. he didn’t know if he wanted to wrap you up in his arms and hug you for eternity or take you right then and there.

he marched forward to you, keeping his eyes trained on your body, a smirk replacing his shocked expression. “you look so gorgeous with my clothing, baby” he murmured as he buried his face on your neck, letting his nostrils get filled with your scent, the same one he fell in love with.

you giggled as your face turned hot, squealing when his hands wrapped around your waist and lifted you up, causing your legs to tangle around his torso.

a small laugh escaped you when he threw you down softly on the bed, hovering over you and licking his lips, trousers tightening by the minute.

he leaned down and captured your lips in a heated kiss, tongue pressing against yours in a dominant manner, small moans emitting from your throat while you explored his mouth skillfully with your own.

he left you both breathless, until your lips were swollen and you had to break apart to catch some air.

yet the lack of oxygen didn’t stop draco whatsoever, he was traveling down with his lips to your neck, grazing your sweet spot with his teeth, making you whimper while he marked your neck, sucking on spots that had your brain go fuzzy.

you hummed in pleasure when his finger went to the hem of your his jumper, lifting the material until it was bunched up at your waist. he kissed down from your, now marked, neck to your breasts, playfully shaking his head against the covered mounds, to your stomach until he was in line with your bare cunt.

pussy out on display for him, glistening. a low grunt rumbled in his chest before he digged his nails on your thighs, spreading them apart.

he gave tentative licks against your clit, making you shudder. “please” you whined, bucking your hips up. “sh baby, relax for me” he ushered, keeping eye contact as his lips enveloped your clit completely, causing you to cry out.

he hummed against you while slowly closing his eyes, taking a last glimpse of you arching your back and fisting the sheets.

your hands made a path to your boyfriend’s hair, massaging it lightly with your nails while he absolutely devoured you with his tongue, lapping up at your clit.

draco placed one long kiss against your clit before letting his tongue dive down to your center, which earned him a loud moan from you, thighs shaking while he went in and out of you with his pink muscle.

strings of curse words left your lips as you tightened your grip on his hair.

”fuck draco! just like that!”

his slender fingers made way to your clit, making figure-eights that had you jolting up in pleasure.

draco groaned against you once he felt your walls clenching around his tongue, signaling that you were close.

“im gonna cum!” you moaned out, moving your hips up and down to create more friction. he gave your thighs a small squeeze as reassurance, letting your orgasm wash over you like a blissful wave, plus a chanting of his name over and over again meanwhile he eagerly lapped up your juices.

he removed himself from your heat with a small kiss on your overstimulated clit.

“that’s my good girl” he murmured, drunk in lust when he saw your disheveled figure.

you gave ragged breaths, trying to compose yourself, watching as draco removed his trousers, unbuttoning his shirt and letting it hang on his shoulders.

you sat up. stretching a hand out to give slow strokes on his cock, evoking a moan from draco, tip leaking with pre-cum as he observed you with hooded eyes.

his own hands pushed your shoulders back gently, your hand slipping from his shaft.

draco took your ankles in his hands and brought you forward so you were at the edge of the bed. cock right in line with your wet cunt.

“i’m gonna fuck you so hard, princess” he groaned, not giving you time to respond as he harshly entered you at once, making you release a small shout while gripping his forearms that were located besides your head.

he set a fast tempo from the start, snapping his hips to yours in sharp motions, until your eyes rolled onto the back of your head. “so tight, baby” he grunted, angling your hips so he was hitting your g-spot directly.

moan after moan came out from you, feeling every detail of his cock inside you, the pleasure being amplified when he rubbed fast circles on your clit.

the headboard banged against the wall while the blonde continued his harsh thrusts, looking down at your covered bouncing breasts with eager eyes.

“scream my name baby” he demanded, eyes now trained on the way his cock slipped in and out of you.

“oh god! draco!” you cried out, arching your back and curling your toes, clenching around draco while desperately chasing your orgasm.

you clenching around draco, almost did it for him, but he held himself back, wanting your orgasm to be assured before his.

speeding his motions on your clit, he perched your leg up on his shoulder, now hitting a deeper spot inside you.

that did it for you. you didn’t have time to give him a warning as you came around him, giving a strangled moan while your vision became white.

“oh fuck” moaned draco as he watched you come undone around him, his own orgasm hitting him right at that moment.

his thrusts became sloppy as he came inside you, coating your walls entirely.

a low hiss escaped him when he pulled out, brushing his tip against your puffy folds.

you hummed in exhaustion as he collected the cum that was oozing out of your pussy, placing the drenched fingers inside his mouth, keeping eye contact.

———

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[gojo-mojo]

Leave the Door Open (Gojo x Reader x Geto)

Summary: you get fucked by your overly competitive boyfriends Geto and Gojo (aka Gojo is jealous and slaps Geto in the face with his dick) 

CW: sex? no plot,  literal porn (sorry)

Gojo’s long fingers wrapped around your wrist as he tugged you into the hotel room. As soon as the door clicked shut, his face was right in front of yours, you could feel his soft lips spread into a grin against your cheek. You felt him exhale a laugh as his let go of your wrists, reaching for your hips, pulling you closer until you were flush against him. Only then did he grant you a kiss. For as cocky and arrogant as the man was, there was no doubt in your mind that he loved you. With gentle press of his lips against yours, every shaking caress of your skin, every cheeky grin you felt as he pinched a tender spot, he never let you forget who loved you most. And tonight was no different. 

Apparently a few soft kisses were all he could take before dragging you farther into the hotel room. You nearly tripped over his feet before he tossed you onto the bed. The room was dark, illuminated only by the moon outside, but his eyes shone behind his glasses as he slid your skirt up past your hips, letting it settle along your waist. That cocky grin you coulnt help but love never left his face as he took in the sight of you beneath him. He spread your legs, crawling between them to get a better view. One hand sank into your plush thigh while the other drifted up to the waistband of your panties, then down to toy with the pool of your excitement collecting in them.

“Ooo, excited are we?” Gojo purred, his smirk becoming almost insufferable. You rolled your eyes and let yourself relax back into the pillows. Normally he would tease you a little more, but he was already slipping down your panties with his long, lean fingers, pulling them down your legs. Once he tugged them off your feet, he threw them god knows where in the room. Tracing sloppy kisses up your thighs, you giggled as his exhales tickled your inner thigh. You clamped your legs around his head and trying to squeeze and stop him there. But just pulled your legs apart, and shook his head to move his glasses down to perch at the tip of his nose. 

“You’re fogging up my glasses ya know. Very rude.” You didn't even have a chance to roll your eyes before you heard them clatter to the floor and felt Gojo between your legs again. 

This time he dove right in, licking a stripe up between your wet folds, teasing your clit with his nose before sliding his tongue in. You shivered under him, every stroke of his tongue sent goosebumps up your spine. His tongue was so long and he knew just how to build up a stroking rhythm and suck at the same time. You groaned out his name and clenched your thighs around his head, but froze when you heard the lock click open, a familiar figure standing in the doorway. 

“I thought we were sharing” Geto pursed his lip out in an exaggerated pout, quickly closing the door and walking towards both of you on the bed. 

“Sorry, I just couldn't resist a little taste.” Gojo licked the rest of your juices from his lips as he sat up, leaving you shaking and empty. You let out a small groan and scrunched your eyes in frustration. You had been so close and Geto just had to interrupt it. 

“And look at what you’ve done to her.” Geto reached out a hand to help you sit up too. “You left all her clothes on. So childish.” Geto slowly helped you slip out of your top, his large hands grazing your sensitive skin as he slipped off your bra. He was always so gentle with you, as he lifted your hips up to slip off your skirt. Geto was always very gentle with you, his hands strong and sturdy as they worshiped your body with the most delicate caresses. 

His hands were just as large and strong as his presence next to you was, as you felt them trail over your body. He slid his thumb over your taught nipple before finally pulling you into a soft kss kiss. Geto’s hands dragged down over your waist as he laid you back down, finally laid bare before the men you loved. 

Gojo gave your naked form a once over and let out an annoyingly loud whistle as Geto started undressing himself. He kicked his pants to the floor and crawled up on the bed, leaning back against the headboard next to the still clothed Gojo. Geto gestured for you to come between his spread legs with a nod of his head. You reached for his shoulder, but Geto grabbed your wrists and pulled you around to sit against him so you could feel his half hard cock growing against your ass. He wrapped one broad hand around your waist, while the other traveled up to your neck, running his thumb over your throat as his fingers wrapped around you just tight enough to be felt. Geto let his lower hand explore your pussy, toying around your clit before slipping two fingers inside. His hands were so broad, his fingers calloused and strong as he stroked inside you. You let out a soft whine, arching your back into Geto, silently asking for more. 

Not to be ignored, Gojo rolled his eyes and crawled in front of you two. He fixed himself over your legs but still between Geto’s and gave you a peck on the lips before pulling away again. He slowly undid the buttons on his coat, letting it join the rest of your clothes on the floor. Gojo made a show of stretching his arms in the moonlight, tipping his head back so his hair fell around his eyes as he looked down at you two with a lazy smile. You felt Geto getting harder beneath you as Gojo slid his pants off, revealing no boxers. Geto’s fingers stopped moving and you audibly gasped when his dick slapped his abs. 

“Enjoying the show?” He asked with that stupid grin. With the way your breath hitched in your throat you thought it was pretty obvious how much you enjoyed the sight of his bare chest. And with the way Geto’s cock twitched under your ass, you were pretty sure he agreed. 

Geto let out a huff of annoyance and ground his hips against you. His hand left your neck to grab your jaw, turning you around to meet your lips in a sloppy kiss. You melted into his touch, reaching behind to undo his bun and run your fingers through his silken hair. He let out a soft groan, tugging on your lower lip with his teeth. You felt a slight jab in your side and noticed Gojo agitatedly poking you. 

“Ya done yet?” 

Geto let go of your lips and gave a dark laugh.“Not quite.” He  pulled his fingers out of you, and dangled them in front of Gojo. The sudden emptiness was a disappointment, but the way Gojo lapped and sucked your juices from Geto’s fingers was enough to keep you satisfied for the moment. It didn't help that Gojo was making direct  eye contact with you as he sucked Geto’s fingers in, all the way to the knuckles, making a show of how far he could take him and still comfortably swallow every drop. 

Gojo hummed in delight as he pulled away from Geto’s fingers, leaning back with a devilish grin. 

“I have an idea…” That was never good, you thought. 

Geto lifted you off him for a few moments as he slid down the bed so he was positioned beneath you. You barely had time to balance yourself on all fours before you felt Geto’s tongue slide against your slick inner thigh. The rumble of his hum sent a shiver against your skin as you tried to keep from trembling. With how well he had worked you open before it wouldn't take long for you to cum on him like this. You tried to press your thighs together around his face, giving yourself a little relief from his teasing touches, but Gojo was right there behind you. His large hands wrapped around your waist as he ground your shivering cunt onto Geto’s face. 

Your breath hitched as his tongue went from gently tracing patterns on your clit to thrusting into you eagerly lapping up everything he could. The lewd sound of his lips slurping against you was too much. Your walls clenched around his tongue, trying to suck it in before you came on his face with a small moan. 

Geto let go of your clit with a loud suck, letting his head hit the bed with a soft groan. “Funny how she always seems to moan more on my tongue-” Before Geto could finish his thought you heard a loud slap of flesh on flesh.

“OW WHAT THE FUCK SATORU did you really just slap me with your dick-” 

“That wasn't even a real moan, just wait ‘til Im in ehr” Suddenly Gojo’s broad hands were on your waist again, pulling your shaking core off Geto’s face until your ass was firmly pressed against his cock. He let a hand drift up to twist at your nipple while the other lined his aching cock up against your entrance. 

“You ready?” Even though you were on all fours you could hear the arrogant grin in his voice. 

He didn't give you a chance to reply before he pounded into you, bottoming out in one strong stroke. You yelped against him, still shaking from your orgasm as he let you adjust to his size. Gojo’s lean hands settled on your hips, his grip tightening as he slowly pulled out, just to ram back into you. You were left gasping for air, clenching the lavish bedding of the hotel room, trying to bite back a scream. Your eyes were clenched so tightly shut in pleasure that you didn't notice Geto kneeling in front of you until his cock hit your lips. You looked up at him wide eyed and trembling from the way Gojo kept hitting you in all the right places. 

“Please?” There was no way you could say no to him when he looked down at you like that. His hair disheveled and curled with sweat against his shoulders. His eyes wide and warm. 

You slowly stuck your tongue out, allowing Gojo’s thrusts to set the temp of your licks up and down Geto’s shaft. You could hear him softly curse whenever your tongue trailed dangerously close to his head. Ghetto’s dick wasn’t as long as Gojo’s, nor as curved, but it was thick and had a very sensitive vein running under it that always made him shiver when you licked it. His was also slightly darker, with less of a red flush than Gojo’s, but by no means was it any less impressive or pretty. 

You placed one final kitten lick to the tip of his head before wrapping your tongue around it and sucking his length into your mouth. Geto’s let out a stifled grunt, leaning down to wrap his hand in your hair.  

Gojo, being petty as always, scoffed at Geto hogging all of you attention and promptly slapped your ass. He leaned down, shoeing Geto away from you until his lips were pressed against your ear. 

“Are you ready to get started?” You were pretty sure you had started a while ago, but Gojo suddenly picked up the pace and started aiming his strokes with precision, as if he knew exactly where and when to hit your G spot to elicit the biggest yelp from your lips. His thrusts into you grew faster and faster, never losing their strength or direction, quickly slamming into you over and over, threatening to bring you over the edge again and again. 

You opened your eyes for a second to watch Geto stroking himself. As much as he hated to admit it, watching you get fucked by Gojo was fucking hot. Not near as hot as if he’d been doing it himself, but still pretty damn enjoyable. His face was scrunched up with concentration, watching how Gojo’s pretty dick pounded into your sopping cunt. The sounds of your flesh beating against his was almost too much, and your walls shivered, overcoming another orgasm around Gojo. 

You leaned back and pressed your ass against Gojo, waiting for his cock to stop twitching inside you when you felt something warm dripping down your face. Geto’s eyes were rolled back in pleasure, his face flushed as he came at the sight of you two. 

Gojo slowly pulled out, taking a minute to admire his work dripping out of you, before wrapping an arm around your waist and pulling you down to flop next to him on the bed. He gave you a soft kiss on the nose. 

“You were perfect,” he whispered against your neck. 

“He’s not wrong,” said Geto as he laid down on the bed beside you. “But my turn will be better.” 

Gojo leaned across you staring intently at Geto, “shut up”. Gojo went to lay down again, thought better of it, flicked Geto on the forehead then plopped down on top of you, snuggling his face between your breasts. 

[aenaxes]

OMG ok for the 200 follower celebration (based on your smoking post) PLZZZ write sharing a spice blunt with cross or any batcher of your choosing I would simply die 😩💅🏻❤️

vapor trails

[crosshair & hunter x f!reader] you don't really run with the fett twins' crowd, but you find yourself at one of their parties anyway (in reference to this post lol)

warnings: college!au, recreational drug use, suggestive themes, but consent is sexy & mandatory & sober babes

w/c: 3.8k

a/n: anon, you ask for one batcher, but why not two? thank you for enabling me nonnie & @mallr4ts lol (im so sorry to all the previous requests for the event, this one has just been needling in my brain all day and i had to get it out hsdfs)

event details here! requests are open until july 4th!

You don’t know much about the Fett twins.

They’re something like campus legends even though they’re only a year your senior and at the tail end of their fourth years. But as much as you’ve heard their names slung around in weekend plans and excited chatter, you’ve never once met them, much less seen them yourself. Between idling class whispers and dining hall conversations, all you can piece together from the rumors is that: one, they’re from a big family (you’ve heard anywhere from two to twelve other brothers, yikes); and two, as much as they work hard (because the venture capital and pre-professorial tracks seem rigorous enough), they play even harder.

It helps that they apparently own one of the biggest apartments off campus, one in which you find yourself hopelessly and miserably lost. And overdressed.

Great.

It hadn’t occurred to you that your roommate, who is nowhere to be seen, had been dressing up for her girlfriend, and that most people who had half a mind would wear something comfortable that could withstand a few spilled drinks and ash. So seeing the rest of the room in rumpled tees and sweats has you and your little black dress seeking out the nearest wall as you fiddle with your questionably sweet cup of margarita mixer.

You feel like a first year, and it sucks.

But for once, with everyone too busy mingling amongst themselves over the heavy thrum of some mumble rap beat, you manage to slip by unnoticed.

Every now and then, you dart your eyes around the ever shifting landscape of faces in the dim room, looking for even the vaguest familiarity that might let you feign being tipsy and join a group for the night. But every time you try, there’s no luck.

Fuck, you haven’t even seen anyone here before.

But there might be a god watching out for you yet when the crowd shifts just enough that you catch sight of the couch, and on it, someone you suspect to be one of the twins as he greets a few girls with a disinterested nod.

Emboldened, but mostly nervous that in the crowd of bodies and red solo cups you’re still helplessly alone, you push off the wall and squeeze past huddled cliques of conversation to make for the dark couch.

By the platinum bleached hair and big-name consulting group quarter zip, Crosshair—at least you think it’s him—lounges over the couch. He isn’t the only body on the suede seats, but he keeps to himself, his head dipped low as he works one hand over a small metal canister in his other palm.

If you weren’t having luck with the other nameless faces around you, maybe the Fett twin would keep you company—at least until your roommate came back to find you (if she did). And worst case, you’d just slink back to your dorm and mope until your roommate apologized to you with your favorite overpriced smoothie bowl the day after.

Mustering every ounce of courage you have, you plant your feet by the couch and finally speak.

"Is your name actually Crosshair?" you ask.

The man on the couch pauses, his motions stilling over the small metal cylinder in his palms, and he lifts his chin just enough to flick his eyes up towards the sound of your voice.

You always thought the girls in your droning 9AM gen-ed were wildly exaggerating his hype for their own devices, squealing over his (apparently) brooding charm and sharp looks to nip at his stash for free. But for all the vague haze surrounding your perception of the twins, you never thought that they were telling the truth.

If you had been in broad daylight under the incandescent glow of your creaky lecture hall lights, you might have called him cocky, almost haughty, how he meets you with an unreadable look for having interrupted him. But in the purple LEDs and heavy haze of vape juice and shitty tequila, he’s captivating, all dark eyes and perfectly lit skin, marked only by the needle-thin design tattooed over the right side of his face and a worn wooden toothpick bitten between his teeth.

You swallow down the dry lump in your throat when you catch him flick his eyes from your face, down the short length of your dress, and back up again.

"Smoke with me; maybe you'll find out," he drawls, toothpick bobbing as he speaks. He twists the cylinder once and offers you a wry smirk. And when you stay, speechless but there all the same, Crosshair scoots to the side and pats the narrow space between him and the couch arm, inviting you close.

"I've never smoked before," you admit a bit shyly as you drop down beside him. Your dress hikes up your thigh, and you shiver when your skin presses up against the soft denim of his jeans.

"Not even cigs?"

You shake your head. And you tell yourself that when he leans close and brushes his shoulder up against your arm, that he’s only doing it because someone’s boosted the bass, and you can’t hear him over the reverb.

"Well, good thing I'm here, yeah?"

He gives the metal canister a final twist and sets it down on the coffee table before you. Swapping the canister for a small brown sleeve, you watch in a daze as he pulls a semi-transparent leaflet from the folder and tears a strip of cardstock straight from its flap. He has pianist fingers, you think wistfully, neatly kept nails and slender grace, and you wonder if he’ll entertain you if you ask to compare your hand to his.

“What’s your name?”

You scrabble back to the present at the sound of his voice. “Uh, y/n,” you offer.

“Well, y/n,” he says with a soft laugh, having caught on to your daydreaming. “Step one, you fold your filter.”

You nod along absently as Crosshair artfully crimps the thick paper into a neat roll. As if there isn’t thirty-some odd people crammed into his apartment, he quietly takes you step by step, offering you the filter, the paper, then the contents of the canister (a grinder, he explains) like it’s a game of show and tell. But with every piece he places into your hands, you gravitate closer, closer, until you’re flush against his arm and practically hanging over his side to watch as he gently taps a line of bud over the paper.

“Here, let me give you a better look,” Crosshair says.

You expect him to bring the neat line of bud to you, but when nothing comes, you look up and find him waiting for you, one arm open in invitation as the other pats once on the dark denim of his thigh.

“Uh—”

“Sit,” he says as if you haven’t just met him fifteen minutes ago. “Front row seats if you want ‘em.”

On one hand, you barely know Crosshair outside of the rumors you hear on campus. On the other hand, he’s a genuinely pleasant person, careful to accommodate for your boundaries and offering a snide playfulness that’s banished your nerves from earlier in the night.

He’s also really fucking hot.

“Okay,” you murmur, and you let him wrap his arm around your waist and tug you onto his lap. And he’s right. Perched over his thighs, you see with perfect clarity (and without the strain in your neck) as he gently folds the paper over the mound of bud and carefully twists. It’s the prettiest joint you’ve ever seen—though it might be because it’s the only one you’ve seen.

"Final touch," Crosshair's voice rumbles over your back, shooting straight into your core as he lifts the paper's vellum edge to your lips. “Lick it for me.”

Since you sat down with him, you’ve only been the passenger, nodding along as Crosshair’s long, nimble fingers creased over filter paper and patiently pointed out things like the stray pistils in his baggie and the keef gathered at the bottom of his grinder for if you really want to get fucked up. And even though you aren’t doing much (because licking paper doesn’t really seem too crazy), it’s a step forward from the comfortable rhythm that had settled between you, and you twist around in his lap to shoot him an uncertain glance.

“Just,” Crosshair flicks his tongue over his lower lip, flashing a brief glimpse of a ball piercing towards your wide eyes. And if you weren’t so flustered, you might have recognized the coy playfulness in his gaze. “Give it a lick, right over the edge.”

“I—uh, what if I—” you stammer.

“You’re not gonna mess this up, darling,” Crosshair chuckles. If his hand squeezing brief over your waist wasn’t enough to bring heat searing over the tops of your ears, his next words, crooned low and breathy into your ear, certainly do. “You’re a smart girl. You can do it.”

"My brother giving you trouble?"

Another voice cuts through the din of the party, sparing you your stammering nerves as you whip your head up in its general direction. You’re greeted with the sight of his brother, peering down on you as he takes a sip from his cup.

“You’re such a killjoy,” Crosshair mutters, drawing his arm tighter around your waist as he jabs the half-rolled joint to where Hunter sprawls down onto the couch beside him. “No, I’m not being a creep. I’m teaching our pretty underclassman here how to roll.”

Oh.

Heat rushes over your cheeks, and you can’t decide whether you want to shrink into yourself or bask in it and beg for more.

He called you pretty.

“With her in your lap,” Hunter snorts into his cup.

“It was your idea to invite your entire fucking rugby team. Where else would we do it?”

“I’m so sorry he’s like this,” Hunter laughs, tilting his head and looking up at you through his (unfairly) long lashes. Where you thought Crosshair’s tattoo was bold, Hunter’s practically blows him out of the water, a well-worn swath of ink on the left half of his face, curving into neatly stylized teeth right at the edge of his lips. “I’m Hunter.”

Huh, maybe you do have a thing for tattoos.

“Y/n,” you squeak. “It’s, um—it’s nice to meet you.”

“Pleasure’s all mine, sweetheart,” he says as he offers you an easy smile. “Has my baby brother been treating you right?”

“God, two fucking minutes,” Crosshair snaps. You hear the embarrassment seeping from the vitriol, and it strikes you like a shot to the head that he’s trying to play cool in front of you. “I come out two minutes after you and—”

“We’re fraternal, and I got all the oxygen in the womb. Explains why he has awful people skills,” Hunter fake-whispers loud enough for Crosshair to hear, and you giggle as the other man groans from behind you.

“No, he’s been really nice,” you say softly once you realize that you’ve been laughing a little too loud. “He’s teaching me about weed.” It sounds juvenile when you say it, awkward and clumsy on your tongue. It’s a dead giveaway that has Hunter’s smile mellowing into something soft.

“Your first time?”

“Mhm.”

“Well, Cross here’s high as shit at least four hours every day. Says it helps him do the math. I hate to say it, but you’re in good hands.”

“You try running a nonlinear regression sober,” Crosshair snorts. “Anyways, we were just finishing up this joint before you decided to kill the vibe.”

Crosshair lifts the half-rolled joint back up to your chin, and this time, he leans forward and presses his chest close against your back as the playful snark leaves his tone, in its wake, something patient and calm as his voice rumbles by your ear.

“You gonna help me finish the job, sweet girl?”

You surprise yourself when the initial trepidation vanishes as you tip your chin down and stick out your tongue. Maybe you’re showboating now that you have an audience, feeling Hunter’s dark eyes on your lips when you touch the tip of your tongue out over the edge.

Whether it’s your lip gloss or the fine crumbs of bud stuck to the roll paper that fills your mouth with something earthy and sweet, you can’t say. All you know is they’re both following you with that intense intent, the bass and blend of voices faded out around you; just you in Crosshair’s lap and Hunter pretending to care about the drink in his hand as you lift your tongue off the far corner of the paper and close your lips.

“Good job,” Hunter muses, and you’re pretty certain he’s not talking about the joint when you feel his gaze boring into you alone.

The smell of smoke pulls you out of Hunter’s gravity, and you look back in front of you to see Crosshair snap a scuffed metal lighter shut and toss it onto the coffee table. He brings the joint back down in front of you, blowing a neat stream of whitish gray smoke past your ear.

“You know how to pull?” Crosshair asks, and his chin brushes over your bare shoulder as he speaks. He’s so close. You can smell the burn, acrid and sour, but it doesn’t matter that it doesn’t smell like some bubblegum vape when you feel his breaths curling over your skin. You just want more.

Mutely, you shake your head.

“Mm, you know how to shotgun?” Hunter offers, and you hear Crosshair huff laugher from behind you. “Might be easier for your first try.”

You shake your head again.

“It’s,” Hunter pauses, and his brows knit close as he thinks for a moment. “It’s kind of like a kiss. But not really. I take a hit and you catch my smoke. That sound okay?”

You don’t think it matters that someone’s hit shuffle on the playlist, filling the room with a hard electronic beat that might have otherwise drowned out all sound. All you hear is your heart pounding in your ears as you nod and watch Hunter lift the filter to his lips and inhale deep, then pass the joint back to Crosshair.

“C’mere,” he murmurs, white trails of smoke curling over his upper lip as he lifts one hand to cup over the base of your neck.

“Open,” Crosshair whispers.

Wordlessly, you obey. Your lips part just as Hunter pulls close, so close you feel the heat of his skin spreading warm over your cheeks, and blows a soft stream of bitter smoke into your mouth. It can’t be more than a few seconds, but all the while, you can’t seem to tear your eyes from his.

“Breathe in, deep,” you hear Crosshair instruct as he begins to rub one thumb over the curve of your hip.

The smoke is thick, sluicing down your throat and filling your lungs like nothing you’ve ever felt before. It’s not bad, just new, and pressed between the twins over the couch, you think it just might have been worth being ditched by your roommate earlier in the night. But your lungs ache, and you slowly exhale, watching as your vision fogs with a loose cloud of smoke until your chest feels clear again.

“And you didn’t even cough,” Hunter smiles. His calloused fingertips follow the slope of your neck, lingering one moment more before he pulls away. And you aren’t sure if the low buzzing in your fingertips is the weed or their combined warmth as Hunter rubs over your knee and Crosshair leans his head against your neck. “Good girl.”

“Wanna do it again,” you whisper as the buzz begins to crawl up your neck, fizzling around your temples as you lean your cheek over where Crosshair nuzzles into your shoulder.

“With him or me?” Crosshair murmurs, his lips brushing over your skin.

“You,” you say dreamily, and Hunter laughs, a sound that suddenly seems so far away as you tip your head and press close against Crosshair’s silver hair.

Crosshair leans into your touch, pressing his cheek up against your neck one last time before he’s lifting his head and bringing the joint to his lips. You hear the hiss of his inhale, smoke curling up through the narrow body of the joint as the charred end glows warm beside you.

And instead of Hunter’s approach, level with you, Crosshair looms above you, meeting your wide eyes with something of a fond smile. Dragging his hand up your chest, he follows the line of your neck and holds snug over your chin. He squeezes softly, and your jaw falls slack, lips parted in a soft ‘o’ as he dips low. He's closer than Hunter as you feel his mouth just brush over yours and breathe smoke over your tongue.

This time, it’s easier.

You swallow down the smoke and hold, just a beat longer than before. But both Crosshair and Hunter notice as your lips stay parted, and they share a soft laugh that has you exhaling smoke and pride all at once when you finally relax your diaphragm and breathe out.

“Fast learner,” Crosshair muses, nosing up under your jaw as you sink back against his chest.

You mumble incoherently, chasing his touch as the high creeps heavy and warm from your chest to your collar and settles at the back of your throat. It anchors you, molding you up against Crosshair who feels nothing short of perfect as he circles his arms loose over your waist.

You turn your head to thank Hunter when you distantly register him pressing a cool cup into your hand (water, you think you hear him say), but the words slip back down into your throat, your eyelids suddenly unbearably heavy and coarse over your blurry vision.

“You wanna lay down?” Hunter offers, and his voice comes to you like you’re underwater, warped and bubbling past the din of the party around you.

You're pretty sure you nod.

For a few moments, you catch traces of an unintelligible exchange between the twins, only aware of the rumble of Crosshair’s voice at your back, and then you’re being lifted up off the couch, the music and raucous laughter fading behind you.

A door opens, squeaking half-shut, and you wince as a light clicks on beside you. Whoever was carrying you sets you down on something soft and cool, and you sway as the light dims and you settle into your seat.

You’re on a bed, you think.

Crosshair’s, judging by the shock of light hair that you can make out through your lashes. He helps you into a worn tee that reaches past the short hem of your dress, and you wiggle into it with a soft whine, holding it tight.

But where you expect a familiar weight to dip down next to you and pull you close, your eyes fly open when you see his figure turn away from you and towards the neon lights of the party outside.

“You aren’t staying?” It's the most coherent you've been through your first high.

“Not tonight,” Crosshair says softly. He turns back towards you and reaches up to fix the strap of your dress as you sit on his bed. “Baby’s first tokes got you all dopey. Right now, what you need is this,” and he presses a plastic bottle of vitamin water he’s seemingly produced out of nowhere into your palm. “This,” he adds, pressing your phone into your other hand. “And a good night’s sleep.”

“And what if I say I need you, too?” you pout.

Some part of you—the conscious part locked away in the back of your skull—bangs up against the hazy high at the crown of your head because when you’re good and sober and when Crosshair inevitably turns you down, you won’t be able to look at yourself in the mirror for the next semester.

But he breaks into a smile that crinkles at the corners of his eyes before he leans down to press his lips to your forehead. It’s just a split-second of warm, chapstick-soft lips on your skin, but it floods you with an indescribable good from the top of your head all the way down to your toes.

And as high as you are right now, you have a hell of a hunch that the flutter in your chest is going to stay, even when the room stops wobbling around you.

“When you’re all sobered up in the morning, we’ll make you breakfast, and we’ll figure it out from there,” Crosshair says after he’s pulled back, reaching up to smooth his palm over your hair. “Sound like a plan?”

You nod, probably with a little too much enthusiasm, but you’re rewarded with another low chuckle that’s practically music to your ears. His hand gentle and firm over your shoulder, Crosshair guides you down onto the bed and pulls the covers up to your chin.

“Now text your roomie so she doesn’t call the cops on us, get some sleep, and drink all of that, okay?”

“Okay,” you respond.

“Good girl.”

And when the lights click out, you curl into Crosshair’s pillow, breathing in cold, fresh notes of his cologne, and then you’re asleep.

You climb out of bed the next morning, your minidress rumpled under a long shirt. It's not like a hangover, no, you just find yourself a bit lightheaded and throat parched, and the disorientation makes your head spin as you’re greeted with the smell of fresh coffee and something savory—

Your roommate doesn’t wake up earlier than you, and she can’t cook for shit. And why were your sheets grey? Whose shirt were you—

Oh.

Fuck.

You practically burst out of Crosshair’s bedroom, and you’re not sure what you expected, but somehow you hadn’t expected to see Hunter sipping mildly on a mug of coffee while Crosshair pushes something around in a pan over their kitchen range.

“Mornin,’” Hunter offers you a small wave, and reaches for a third mug on the countertop. “Wasn’t sure how you liked your coffee so we just made it black.”

“What happened last night?” you gasp. If you weren’t so panicked, you’re certain the sight of them sporting nothing but grey sweats would have been your only concern, but you’ve just woken up with foggy memories and the slimy dread of anxiety that follows a blackout night.

“Easy, easy,” Crosshair assures you as he steps away from the stovetop. “Nothing happened after we smoked. You took, like, two hits, and you were so hazy you couldn’t remember your dorm number, so we put you to bed, and I slept out in the living room. Fetts are wild but we’re not scumbags, promise.”

And judging from the throw blanket sliding off the edge of the couch cushions, you’re fairly certain you can believe him. Relief floods your chest.

“Oh thank God,” you sigh, and your shoulders sag as the weight of panic sloughs off your back.

They both laugh softly, the sudden tension lifting from the bright morning light, and you can’t help but join in. And when that rosy relief gives way to silence again, it’s Crosshair who speaks next.

“So, you staying for breakfast?”

“Can I borrow some actual clothes first?”

“Done deal.”

[krxideprnz-archive]

Ok so hear me out...

This is my first smut after a fucking year I am extremely out of practice.

But I’ll try my best

@simpingforthisonedeer 👀

Gojo Satoru x Dom!fem!reader

This contains themes not suited for minors!!

Includes - choking/ orgasm denial/handjob/blowjob/Gojo being needy

“When you said you wanted to try something different...” a surprised gasp cut him off before he continued “this was certainly not what I expected”

Gojo Satoru was currently being chained to the bed by you, nervous sweat slowly starting to form along with a faint blush coating his beautiful face.

“Do you want me to stop?” You whispered in his ear, grinding your knee against the growing bulge in his underwear.

He let out a soft moan, moving his hips upwards to add more friction, but your hands pressed his hips back down on the bed, looking down at him with an unreadable expression on your face.

“I asked you something, Satoru”

“Fuck, please don’t stop” the way he looked up at you through his lashes, the faint marks of your lips on his neck and the dim lighting made him look absolutely stunning.

“What do you want me to do?”

You traced the outlines of his abs, slowly making your way further down, stopping at his V-line and lazily drawing shapes on his warm skin.

“Touch me..” his voice was shaky, but he was not ready to give in completely just yet.

But you wanted to see him beg.

Your hand made its way down to his crotch, palming his erection painfully slow and applying pressure, enjoying the sweet whine that escaped his lips.

You slowly pulled his pants down along with his underwear, the cold air hitting his dick making him gasp.

You traced the vein on it with your finger, never breaking eye contact with Gojo, who was now struggling not to move his hips upwards and thrust into your hand.

“Touch me more..” he whispered and let out a loud groan when you suddenly slapped his thigh.

“When did I say you could order me around, baby?” You cooed, rubbing the spot where a hand print was already forming.

He muttered a quick apology and you continued, giving his dick a few experimental strokes, enjoying the way he gasped every time you let your breath ghost over the reddened tip.

“What do you want me to do, Satoru?” Your seductive tone made him shiver, but he wasn’t ready to submit yet.

“I think you know what I wa- hey!” You stopped your actions completely, moving back to sit on your heels.

Satoru’s hips immediately bucked upwards, trying to follow your hand, but he was again restricted by your hands pushing him down.

“I said...” you moved closer to his face, biting down on his neck before continuing

“..what do you want me to do?” You punctuated with a grind of your clothed pussy against his member.

The friction of the fabric against his neglected dick made him desperate for any sort of friction.

“I want you to touch me more.. please..let me cum”

Smirking against his ear, you grabbed his member again, each stroke slowly gaining more speed, Satorus moans getting more high pitched as you continued.

“Like this?” You asked, moving your head so you can look into his beautiful eyes.

He stared back with flushed cheeks, sweat rolling down his forehead.

He looked absolutely beautiful, hair matted to his head, the dim lighting framing him, vulnerable under you, it brought a wave of heat down do your core, your panties getting wetter by the second.

You continued with the movement, watching the facial expressions of your boyfriend closely, the way his eyes pressed shut every time you applied more pressure and the way his soft lips opened when he was about to let out a moan.

“Yes- oh god I am going to-!”

As soon as the words left his lips, you moved your hand away from his dick and towards his mouth.

After he let out a strained groan and thrashed against the sheets before you swiped a soaked finger across his plump lips and told him to suck.

His tongue licked your fingers clean, letting him taste himself while tugging at the chains that didn’t allow him to touch you.

You got up and removed your bra and underwear, making an extra effort to give him a show while doing it, the expression on his face showing how much he wanted to be inside you right now.

You crawled back on the bed, gripping his leaking dick and slowly lowering your body onto him.

You stopped before he could enter you, looking at him with a smirk.

“Do you want me to ride you, Satoru? Tell me how bad you want it”

“Yes! Please just fuck me, I need it! Oh fuck!” You guided his dick to your entrance and let him enter your warm womanhood, letting out a loud moan yourself.

You steadied yourself with your hands on his chest admiring the way it moved up and down rapidly, his head pressed down into the pillow beneath him.

You moved up again, pulling out until only his tip was inside, before slamming down, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room along with your moans.

Satoru was now moaning without hesitation, head thrown back and drool dribbling down his chin.

You grabbed his chin and joined your lips into a passionate kiss, your tongue exploring his mouth and one of your hands grabbing his hair and pulling, letting a whimper escape his throat.

You could feel him twitching inside you, your walls tightening around him so deliciously, he could feel his orgasm approaching.

“Im gonna cum (Y/N)..” he panted after moving his lips away from yours, a thin line of saliva still connecting you.

As much as you wanted to cum yourself, you stopped your movement completely, him buried completely inside of you.

“Oh god! Please please please just let me cum! I need it!” He thrusted up into you and without even caring that he moved you began moving along with him.

“Satoru.. you’re filling me up so good” you moaned.

“Fuck you’re so hot.. I can’t hold it much longer... please..can I?” He begged, biting his lip, his orgasm approaching fast.

“Count down from 3... then you may cum” you spoke, scratching his abs and moving down to lick over his hardened nipples.

“Three, two..”

you gripped his throat.

“Slower!”

Satoru was now shaking underneath you, completely drowning in the pleasure you were giving him, entranced by your dominating form sitting above him.

“Thre- ah!”

You gripped his throat tighter.

“Two...” another loud moan.

You started moving even faster, the wet sounds and Satorus moans the only thing on your mind as you lowered yourself on him even faster, your walls gripping him tight.

“One!”

As soon as the word left his lips he threw his head back, eyes rolling back and a high pitched whimper leaving his lips.

You felt the warm sensation of his cum filling you up, your own release coming right after, dropping on his chest with your mouth hanging open in a silent scream.

After the both of you came down from your high, you moved of of him, both of your juices dripping down your thighs.

You moved downwards and gave his dick a few kitten licks, making Satoru jolt in surprise.

“Wh- I just came! Wait, So sensitiv-ah!”

“Who said we’re done yet~?”

[mercur1e]

Saw your Father’s Day post and I knew I had to ask for it:

Dilf!Jean x Teacher!Black reader fic

I’ll let you pick whether it’s sfw or nsfw, I just need some Jean content rn😌

YES OML

Contains: Modern AU, female anatomy but no pronouns

Jean has had his eye on you for a while now. You're his kid's teacher, he know he shouldn't be feeling this way. But he can't help it. You're so kind and beautiful. You're great with the kids, and always patient with them. And god, your smile. That pretty, pretty smile. When he dropped Julia off at the first day of school, you had smiled and introduced yourself. Nothing unusual, it's just common courtesy. So why was he acting like a teenager in love all over again? He brushed it off thinking it was just because he hasn't dated in a while. Ever since his divorce he hasn't really been interested in dating.

Everytime Jean would pick up his child he made small talk with you. About his daughter, about your jobs, anything that would get you to talk to him. Jean would subtly compliment you, telling you that you look pretty or that a color looks good on you. Hell, he pointed out when you changed your hair up for a day, even if it wasnt anything major. Every once in a while he would lightly flirt with you, questioning how you're single and asking if you have a s/o. You'd always reply that you haven't been interested in anyone around here.

And it wasn't one sided, no. You'd glance at him when (you thought) he wasn't looking, looking as handsome as ever. His slicked back hair and style would make anyone swoon. A million dollar smile, great personality, and he was a good father? You wanted to be with him, you really did. But as a teacher you know you shouldn't. But the school year is almost out, you wish he would make a move.

Today was just like any other day, Jean came to pick up his kid and he was making small talk with you. Talking to you about your plans for the summer, and where you would like to go. Meanwhile Jean was was worrying about how to ask you out. "Do I just say it? Do I slip it in? Shit. Fuck it I'll just say it."

As you were talking about your summer plans, Jean interrupted you. "I..I was wondering if I can take you out on a date? If not I'm sorry that-"

"I've been waiting for you to say that." A smile forms on your lips. "I thought I'd become a corspe before you asked me out!" You poke in a joking manner.

Jean chuckled at you. "Well how about as an apology for making you wait so long, I take you out to dinner tonight?" He says while smiling at you. God, he's got a nice smile.

"I would love that. Is 7 o'clock good for you?" You ask Jean while writing your number on a slip of paper and handing it to him.

"Works for me. It won't be hard finding a babysitter for Julia for the night. I'll see you then sweetheart."

The rest of the school day went by fast. Happy to be home, you search through you closet to find something to wear. After digging in your closet you found your perfect outfit. Putting it on and standing infront the mirror you looked damn good in it. Going into the bathroom to finish up your hair and getting the look you wanted, you were almost done. Now you just had to find the right fragrance and any other additions. And with that, you were ready for your date. Hearing a knock on your door, you go to answer it.

You're met with Jean, looking as handsome as ever. He has on a dress shirt with some slacks, paired with a nice watch and shoes. Eyeing you up and down, he shoots you a smirk.

"You look amazing."

"And you look handsome, which is a shocker for you." You play, he knows he looks even on his worst days.

Jean guffawed at your comment. "Uh huh, like I don't notice you checking me out almost everyday at school."

Locking your door behind you, you two begin walking towards his car. "Guess I'm not as sneaky as I thought."

"Nope, you're shit and trying to be sneaky."

"Oh shut up!" You giggled as you slapped his arm lightly. He opens the car door for you and you get in.

"So, where are we going?" You ask once he gets in the car.

"It's a surprise, but I think you'll like it when we get there."

As he was driving, you two talked and joked together. It wasn't a very long ride, maybe about 15-20 minutes until you arrived to the destination. It was a popular steakhouse that had recently opened up, and it wasn't cheap either.

"I've always wanted to go here, I've heard good things about this place." Looking around the parking lot, you could tell it wasn't a super busy night but they had business, that's good.

"Me too. I've heard good things about the place and its owned by a local chef." Holding out his hand to you, you take it as you're getting out of the car. To his pleasant surprise, you hold on to his hand until you two are seated at the table he reserved. The rest of the date went wonderfully, you both thoroughly enjoyed dinner and had fun getting to know each other more. And of course taking playful jabs at each other and eating dessert.

Pulling up in front of your house, Jean helps you out the car and walks you to your front door.

"I really enjoyed tonight, I loved every bit of it. Thank you for treating me to dinner."

"Of course." Jean replies, secretly hoping you'd you'd kiss him.

You two sat in silence for a few minutes until you looked him in the eye. His eyes were shining, hoping that you'd make a move. Finally, you broke the silence.

"Can I kiss you-" You didn't even finish your sentence before his lips landed on yours. He pulled back though, the kiss ending as quick as it started. You kissed him again. And again, until it turned into a full blown makeout session. "Do you want to go inside?" You asked once you finally caught your breath. Jean nodded at you, eyes now clouded with need. Opening your door, you barely have time to register what happened. Jean's got you pressed against your door, lips back on yours. Running your hands through his hair you let his tongue roam your mouth. He sucks on your tongue while trying to take your clothes off. "Mm, not here, my bedroom." While hurrying towards your bedroom, articles of clothing litter your hallway as you both rush to take off your clothes. After you get into the bedroom Jean motions for you to lay on the bed.

Laying between your legs, he leaves kisses on your navel and thighs, avoiding where you need him the most. Taking a long finger and swiping up your slit, he feels just how wet you are for him.

"Fuck, I've been waiting to do this for so long."

You hum in agreement. "Me too, I've wanted you for so long"

Licking a stripe up your pussy, you shiver under him. He kitten licks your clit before sticking a long finger into you. Your vagina clenches around the digit, adjusting to it after a minute.

"Another" you mewl, wanting more of him. He listens, putting his index finger in. He moves his fingers in a scissoring motion, loving the way you feel around him. His fingers are coated with your juices, creating a wet sound every time he thrusted them into you. Sucking on your clit, you moan and twitch under him. He speeds his fingers up, and starts sucking at your clit more harshly.

"Ah! Ah! M' gonna cum!"

"That's right, come for me baby. Cum all over my fingers."

Your body shivers from your orgasm as your hole convulses around Jean's fingers, creaming around him. He takes his fingers out of you, and you whine at the loss. He takes his fingers up to his mouth and sucks on them.

"You tatse so good baby. So good for me. Can't wait to have you screaming for me."

He looks so hot like this. Hair disheveled and out of place, lust filled eyes just waiting to devour you. He takes his dick and strokes it a few times before pushing your legs against your chest. He lines himself up at your entrance, and slowly pushes in. It stings at first, he's so big. You already feel full, before you look down and see that you've only taken half of him. Jean slowly eases the rest of himself into you, before he's finally buried to the hilt. You swear you can feel him in your throat.

"Y-you can move baby, I can take it."

Jean smirks at you. "You sure?"

"Mhm..keep going."

Once Jean knew you were okay he started roughly thrusting into you. Leaning down to suck at your nipples, your hand grabbed at his hair. Tugging lightly at it, you wrangled a low groan out of the man above you. He can tell you're close because your moans are getting louder and he can feel you tightening around his dick.

"You gonna cum for me baby? Want me to fill you up?"

"Mm Mhm!"

"Say it."

"Cum in my Jean, please!"

He smirked. "Anything you want baby."

Slamming his hips into you, Jean's abusing your poor g-spot at this point. He flips you over so you're face down ass up and you can tell he's close too by the way his dick is twitching inside of you.

"Fuck! Fuck! I'm cummimg, I'm cumming-"

"That's it baby, come all over me."

Jean doesn't let up even after you've come. Your overstimulated pussy fills the room with sloppy noises. Jean gives a few more rough thrusts before coming inside of you. You both simultaneously groan out, you feel even fuller than before. He pulls out of you, feeling a sense of pride as he watches some of his cum drip out of your pussy.

Rolling over onto your back, you gaze up at Jean. A fucked out grin makes its way onto your face. Jean smiles back down at you before he lays down onto your chest.

"Is it selfish if I say I don't want this to end?" He mumbles in between the valley of your breats.

"Mm no. Because I don't want it to end either. I really like you Jean, I mean it." Your hand runs through his hair, its original style long gone.

"I really like you too, you think we could make something outta this? Maybe even a relationship?"

You giggle. "Is this your way of asking me to be your s/o?"

"Yeah...pretty shitty way huh?" Jean let's out a small laugh.

"Hmm yes, but I accept. I'll be your s/o."

"Guess it's not stupid if it works hm?" Jean leans up to plant a kiss against your lips.

"Oh shut up you!"

IM SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG I WAS SUPPOSED TO HAVE THIS DONE YESTERDAY BUT I FEEL ASLEEP! Anyways I hoped you liked it! Thank you for requesting and feedback is appreciated!! Have a good day! <33

This is my original work. Do not steal, repost, or copy my works. All works on this belong to @c00chi

[ba-katsuki]

Breakfast in Bed

Breakfast in Bed

In celebration of Bakugou Day aka Bakugou’s birthday 💥🎂🧡 

A/N: this is my first ever Bakugou fanfic ahhhhh! I am excited and nervous to post this but I was super inspired by my favourite writer of all time, Jo @lady-bakuhoe​, I feel like I keep repeating the same descriptors urghhh im so sorry </3 Anyways, i hope you enjoy this very thirsty and dirty story ft the best boi

Word count: 3.3k

Synopsis: Bakugou had such a hard day at work that he could barely stay awake when he came home to you. And when he wakes up earlier than needed the next day, he decided to treat himself to some delicious breakfast in bed 🤤 it’s what he deserves anyway

*The beginning is some Bakugou fluff and NSFW starts after the line break.

Warnings: 18+, minor somnophilia, cunnilingus ... a lot of it (Y/N receiving), squirting, minor spit play

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Bakugou came home after a long night of patrol and hero work. You were in bed waiting for him as always, ready to greet him. His footsteps were heavy, a clear sign of just how exhausted he is. As he entered the bedroom, you ran up to him with a smile. “Welcome home Katsuki! How’s work today?”

“Okay,” he murmured as he sinks into the edge of the bed. He didn’t even give you the usual kiss on your cheek. His eyes were droopy and his movements slow. It must have been a rough day at work. He struggles to strip out of his winter suit but gives up halfway, choosing to just flop onto the bed.

You rush to help him out of his winter suit and head to the bathroom to grab a face towel, wetting it with warm water. You know very well Bakugou is strong, both physically and mentally, and he enjoys every moment of being a hero - a top one at that. A rough day at work isn’t going to bring him down, but looking at his scarred body and his exhausted half-asleep face while wiping him down, you can’t help but ache a little. You lift his head onto a pillow, lay down next to him and wrap your arms around him, appreciating his smooth skin against yours and his body heat. You tuck yourself under his chin and he subconsciously moves closer to you, snuggling you tighter.

“Love you baby” he murmurs.

You smiled and pulled him closer, as close as you possibly can. “Love you too Katsu.” You gently stroke tufts of hair at the nape of his neck as the steady rise of his chest and his soft snores lure you to sleep.

Bakugou woke up to his usual alarm. He was given a later call time after yesterday night events but was so tired he forgot to change his alarm. He reset his alarm and tried to go back to sleep but caught sight of you all tucked into his arm, face squished up against his firm chest - your favourite sleeping position. He can’t help but let out a chuckle and gently brush your hair aside to admire your sleeping face.

Being a hero is hard work, but the past week seemed especially hard and chaotic for some reason, and it’s been a while since he had the time to spend quality time with you. You shifted in your sleep and your shirt - more like the oversized shirt you stole from Bakugou - rides up and showed off your soft belly and full thighs, as well as the cute little cotton panties you wore.

Sleep was no longer on his mind. He untangled himself from you, moving to hover over you. He gave a soft kiss on your cheeks. And then your neck. Then your collarbone. Making his way down your body. He pushes his shirt further up your torso to expose your breast. He takes one in his hand, careful to not be too rough and wake you up, and massage your breast in his hand. Feeling the softness. He reaches down and gives your nipple a little kiss, followed by a long slow lick, circling your nipple several times. He gives your other breast the same treatment as you give a little whine and shifts slightly, still sleeping.

Bakugou then kisses down your belly, his right hand gripping the soft skin of your waists, dragging it down as he went. He reached your clothed sex and press his nose to your pelvis, feeling the softness. You are just so so soft, every part of your body and skin. The soft to his hard and he loves it.

He lifts and parts your thigh slightly. You shift again and groan, trying to find a more comfortable sleeping position but Bakugou firm grip stops you from moving your bottom half. He presses his nose into your core and takes a deep breath, inhaling your intoxicating scent. He presses a firm kiss on your clothed clit and then another. He grips your thigh to part them further. His lips find the fullest part of your thighs and latched on. He sucks on the skins, leaving a red blotchy spot on your thigh, and his tongue darted out to lap at the hickey created, clearly proud of his mark.

His hand trails up your thighs and plays with the elastic band of your panties as his lips returned to your clothed pussy, leaving opened mouth kisses, tasting the juices that tainted the cotton.

“Katsu...ki?” you whined and question, your voice deep and scratchy from sleep. Your hands move to rub your eyes, trying to clear the fogginess.

“Hey baby” he lifts himself from between your thighs and greets you with a firm kiss on your lips.

“What are you doing ‘Tsuki?” You turn to look at the digital clock at your bedside table, 05:30 glaring at you. “Don’t you have to leave for work?”

“Not in another 2 hours babe. They gave me a later call time” he murmurs in reply, lips too busy kissing your shoulders. He then licks a strip behind your ear, your sensitive area, and you squirm. Letting out a little giggle that is music to his ears.

“And instead of sleeping, you decided to... be horny?” You joked, stretching out your tired body before rest your hands on his broad muscular shoulders.

He chuckles, rubbing his nose against yours. “It’s not my fault my girlfriends look so fucking tempting in her sleep”, his lips brushing against yours as he speaks.

“Aren’t you tired? You looked like you were going to shut down last night.” You cup his cheeks lovingly in your hands as you gazed at him with concern.

He leans into your touch and kisses the palm of your hands. “Don’t worry baby I’ve rested enough. Besides, no amount of sleep is worth missing out on that sweet little pussy” he smirks. He slips his hands underneath the band of your panties and tugged them down.

Your pussy was completely drenched, without you even really knowing. He groans at the sight of your wet pussy and brings your panties up to his nose to inhale the scent of your aroused cunt.

You stare at your boyfriend, admiring his stunning face and the rippling hard muscles that covers his torso. You watch his eyes close as he breathes in deeply, your panties covering the bottom half of his face. It was supposed to be a shameful and possibly embarrassing sight. This was after all a grown-ass man, YOUR grown-ass man, sniffing your panties like a horny teenage boy. But you were so turned on.

You lift his shirt off your body and toss it aside. Your eyes trail down his body. His broad shoulders, firms abs, thick muscular thighs kneeling between your thighs. You lick your lips at the sight of his bulge. You weren’t surprised to find out that Bakugou also had an exceptional cock. this guy is blessed with everything after all.

He was hard...very hard. The tent in his boxers looked painful and his cock was threatening to push out of the waistband, his flush tip just barely visible from where you are. His precum had oozed out and soaked into the waistband, leaving a dark spot.

You rub your thighs together, trying to create some fiction. Gosh, this man was irresistible. He catches you staring at him and his mouth quirks up to that cocky smirk of his that you know so well and love.

He leans down, almost like a predatory cat ready to pound, his eyes never leaving yours. He rubs your thigh, his calloused hand causing a pleasurable tingle up your spine as you let out a moan, pressing your thighs tighter together.

“Now now... don’t keep it all to yourself baby girl” he suddenly grips your thighs and pulls them apart harshly, spreading you out and exposing every inch of your wet fluttering pussy to him. He stares at you through his lashes, those vermillion staring at your lustful. He makes a show out of licking his lips, watching your face scrunch up in need. He blows at your pussy, making you squirm and whine. This man is such a tease

“Let me taste that delicious pussy of yours. Okay, baby?” You don’t know why he bothered to ask because immediately after, he dove straight into your dripping cunt. His tongue circling your lips roughly and then thrashing on your clit, giving hard pleasurable licks. You involuntarily lift your hips and move, hands gripping the sheets so hard your knuckles turns white, a slew of lewd noise leave your mouth. Bakugou growls, unhappy with your movement and he presses his hands on your pubic bone, holding you down as he feast.

He brings your clit into his hot mouth and sucks. Hard.

“Fuck Katsuki!” You let out a scream and throw your head back in pleasures, eyes rolling to the top of your head. Needless to say, he was very pleased and suckle your clit even harder, causing you to moan even louder.

He releases your clit with a pop sound and smirks up at you. “You’re gonna wake the neighbours up ya know.” This time, he chooses to lick around your dripping core. Running his tongue through your labia, circling it. Licking everywhere except where you desperately wanted ... no needed... him to.

“Katsuki...pl-please...” you pleaded, hands getting hold of his lush blonde locks, trying to push him in the direction of your core.

He didn’t budge and only proceeds to tease you more. “what’s wrong baby? Did you forgot how to ask properly?” There was a mischievous glint in his eyes as he gives your sensitive clit a few kitten licks.

“Please Katsuki please” you whined.

“Oh but I don’t know what you want, my love. If you want something, you need to use your big girl words and tell me.” This man then had the nerve to pull your lips apart, exposing your twitching wet core and teasingly lick the circumference. “Come on baby, tell me what you want.”

“Kat-katsuki... I want... I want ... ahhh please!” You said between pants and moans, barely able to form a proper logical sentence. “ I want you... I want you t-to fuck me AH fuck me with... ahhh Katsuki... fuck me with your tongue please Katsuki please” you finally managed.

“Good girl.”

He pries your lips further apart and dove in. He pushes his hot tongue into your dripping core and thrashed it around inside. Your walls clench around him in pleasure and he groans hungrily, the pace at which he is thrusting his tongue into you speeds up.

The noises he is making between your thighs are beyond sinful...and such a turn on for you. A mix of slurping sounds and Bakugou’s deep guttural groan only made your walls clench around him harder and tighter.

He dug both hands under your ass and lifts you closer to his mouth, to tongue fuck you deeper. With one hand supporting your weight from behind, the other arm wrap around your thigh, his fingers finding a comfortable spot on your pubic bone and his thumb finding its way to your clit. He presses down hard, inciting a high pitch moan from you, and then rubs furiously.

“F-FUCKKKKK KATSUKI OH MY GOD FU-FUCK AH KATSUKI!” Your body was overwhelmed with pleasure and you felt yourself reaching your high. “Katsuki I’m... I’m ... gonna ahhh I’m gonna cum Katsuki... gonna cum!”

“Mhmmm cum for me baby girl. Cum in my mouth. Let me taste that sweet cum of yours.” He harshens the assault on your clit and shoves his tongue deeper into you, leaving you screaming and body twitching as your climax hits you.”

“Good girl baby... fuck you taste so good” he moans as he slows down his thumb, bringing you down from your high.

“Katsuki...”

Bakugou’s face was covered in your juices. He looks up at you and throws you a wicked grin, clearly satisfied with the meal. You thought he was done feasting on you, lifting your torso with your elbows, ready to accept his cock in you but boy were you wrong.

Without warning, he trails his tongue from the tip of your asshole up to your clit, trying to gather as much of your cum and juices into his mouth as possible. He sucks at your entrance loudly, the lewd noise echoing in the room.

“Kat-Katsuki?!”

“Taste so good babe mhmmmm you didn’t think I was done with you, did you?”

“But Katsuki...”

“Shush baby. I deserve to have a satisfying breakfast before I leave for work don’t I? Especially after yesterday’s shift. And what is a better breakfast than your sweet cunt.”

He covers your pussy with his mouth, his nose breathing hot air at your clit, as he continues to suck and slurp vigorously, determined to taste every drop of you.

“But Katsuki I...I need you inside me please”

“Patience baby patience”

“Katsuki ~~” you whined.

“Tsk you’re being such a needy slut.” he scolds and gives a slap to your pussy. “Let me have my fill, then I’ll give you what you want.”

“Unggg...” you had no choice but to give in as you squirm under his skilful tongue. He repeats the same assault, gathering up every drop of your wetness into his mouth.

“You want to be filled that bad huh, babygirl?”, mocking your whine. “Fine then. since I’m feeling generous today, there ya go.”

He places his index finger flat on pussy, rubbing against it to coat the length of his finger with your arousal. Latching onto your stimulated clit with his lips, he pushes his finger into you in one smooth motion, all the way until his knuckles. You swallow his finger immediately, appreciating its presence in your pussy. Bakugou starts to move, dragging his finger out and then slowly pushing it back in. He arches his finger slightly, making sure to hit that sweet spongy g-spot of yours with each push.

“right there Katsuki right there...” you pants as you jerk your hips towards him, “fuck it feels so good there baby unggg... yes...more please more AH”

He pulls his index finger out and you were quick to complain but he swiftly replaces it with 2 fingers. He curves both fingers in a “come hither” motion, and pumps his fingers into you, moving in and out of your tight pussy quicker and deeper each time, pressing hard on your g-spot. His mouth continues to suck at your swollen sensitive clit, leaving you screaming with pleasure.

You felt the familiar tension in your pelvis, this time much more intense. “F-FUCK KATSUKI! Katsuki I think I’m gonna... fuckkkkkk oh my god I think I’m gonna cummmmm ahhhhh!”

Your orgasm hits you so hard your mind went blank, your legs convulsing as your back arches in absolute ecstasy. You felt liquid gushing out of your cunt, squinting directly at Bakugou’s face. Not letting go to waste, Bakugou opens his mouth and catching the clear liquid and swallowing it.

“Katsuki...” you pant, your orgasm slowly wearing off.

“That was delicious, baby” a huge cocky smirk plastered on his face as he rolls his tongue around his fingers, licking up the remnant juices. “Want a taste?”

He presses his wet fingers on your bottom lip and you take his sticky fingers into your mouth. The taste of your arousal was strong and mixed with the taste of him, it was intoxicating.

You release his fingers from your mouth, saliva dripping onto your chin. Bakugou leans down and captures your lips in a passionate lustful kiss. You feel your squirt on your skin as he kisses you. It wasn’t the first you squirted, Bakugou was very skilled with his hands, but it was the most intense.

He drags his wet fingers down your chest, finding its way to your hard nipple. He pinches your nipple between his fingers and pulls hard, inciting a moan from your lips.

“Are you ready to take my cock now?” He lifts himself from your body and kneels between your legs, his raging cock in full view. He spits onto his hand and wraps it around his shaft. You watch as his hand pumps his cock, running over the thick veins. Gosh, you wanna run your tongue along them so bad. Your eyes narrowed on his tip, glistening with precum and spit, and your mouth watered.

“Can I suck you off ‘tsuki?” You glanced up at him through your lashes and gently bite your lip. “it’s been a long time since I had your big cock in my mouth.”

He groans at your sentence, clearly turned on by it. “Fuck babygirl at this rate you’re gonna make me cum with just your words.” He grabs your hips roughly and drags you towards him, lining his thick cock at your entrance. “As tempting as that sounds, I don’t think we have time for that right now. Nor do I have enough control left.”

You pout at his rejection and purposefully moved your hips, brushing your folds teasingly against his tip. He growls, giving you a tight slap on your thighs.

“Behave.” He warns. He pulls the skin on your pubic bone, stretching your pussy upwards and exposing your clit. He spits at your pussy, a glob of saliva hitting you right at your clit. You gasped at the warm sensation. He dips the tip of his cock into the saliva and then drags it down the length of your pussy, lubing you up even more.

“God it’s been so long since I fucked you. Miss having that tight pussy around my cock. Ready, baby?”

You nod weakly and he pushes his length into you, stretching out your tight walls.

“Fuckkkk babygirl you are so tight. Fuck you’re clenching around my cock so hard. Fuck.” You grab onto his arms and squeeze as if you feel this thick hard cock pierce you. Even with all the wetness, it was a struggle to fit his girth and length. You haven’t felt so full in a while and it is driving you insane.

Once he’s fully in, he wastes no time thrusting into you. Vigorously. He grabs your thighs and puts them around his waist as you wrap them around him. His balls slapping against your ass and his hands grip the sheets next to you so tightly it looks like he is about to rip them out.

“F-FU-FUCK FUCKK FUCK BABY FUCK OH MY GOD FUCK Katsuki you’re AH you’re so deep ahhhh fuck baby fuckkkkkkkkkkk it feels so good”

He leans down and rests his forehead against yours. He face was scrunched up in ecstasy, his mouth letting out the groans.

“You’re so tight baby girl fuck I’m gonna ... I’m gonna cum soon.”

Ignoring the burn in his thigh muscles, he pounds into you faster and in one final thrust, he cums. Shooting thick hot spurts of cum into you. Filling you up.

“Fuckkkkk...fuck” he pants.

From the pounding to his cum coating your walls and filling up your pussy, your back arch in final orgasm behind dropping back down against the mattress.

It’s barely sunrise and you’re already exhausted. Bakugou spends a few moments resting your chest, catching his breath and you lay there under him catching yours.

The peaceful moment was interrupted when the alarm rings obnoxiously loud. Bakugou stretches around to stop it, lingering on you for a while more before giving you a firm kiss and then lifting himself off the bed.

He picks up his shirt from the ground and dresses you.

“Thanks for the meal,” he whispers, his eyes playful. You would have snorted at his comment and maybe roll your eyes but you’re too well-fucked. He presses a final kiss on your forehead before walking to the bathroom to get ready for work.

The last thing on your mind as your watch your boyfriend in the bathroom, eyes heavy with sleep was: “damn that man got a nice ass.”