#RED WHITE AND BLUE BABYYY

[r1ch1e-the-killer]

i love you american ninjas of sentai i love u both so much

[littletofuna]

THEY EMBRACED THE CORNY SHIT IN THE BOOK OH THIS IS GOING TO BE GOOD

[magsalecs]

i am going to assume that he is not singing 'don't stop me now' and that he is singing 'need your loving tonight' by queen

[screampied]

‘ HIT OR MISS ?! ’

𝜗℘ feat. toji, sukuna, choso, nanami, gojo. letting them hit ‘n rating their pull out games.

warnings. fem! reader, unprotected, weak pull out games, doggy, mıssionary, mating prēss, cowgirl, brēeding mentions, praise, dirty talk, impact play, size kinks, pússy whipped men, premature ejac, dumbificafion, size differences, spıt.

GOJO ☆

he doesn’t last a single second. gojo has the weakest pull out game—there’s no debate.

he’s got a glowering pout forming on his glossed quivering lips as he holds your hips in place. “fuuuck,” he chews the inside of his cheek, gazing at the way your cunt easily swallows him. gojo’s angered red tip thoroughly swivels around inside before stretching you out, wearing you thin. just minutes ago, he was talking your ear off on how he was gonna be the best you’ve ever had, how you were gonna moan his name until your voice gave out, and yet - he folded. with snowy brows curling toward each other to form a furrow, gojo moans at the incoming pangs of waves surging through his body. “babyyy, ‘s so fuckin’ good. don’t think ‘m gonna last.”

“i told you, ‘toru,” you huff out a single breath at him, feeling his brief pounds of weight stick against your skin like it was adhesive. you’re holding back moans by sinking the keen edges of your teeth into the skin of your lips. “ ‘s okay, touch me more though,” and his face flushes at your sudden arms slinging over his stiff shoulders. as he’s thrusting in and out, sloppy wet hits of sounds ring through one ear and out the other. your voice was so sweet to him, any word you spoke had him even more whipped than he already was. “don’t be shy.”

“ngh, god you’re so hot,” he whimpers into your neck, his haughty persona immediately fading. gojo shivers a bit, grinding his body up against yours until the bed underneath you starts to creak. shaky shivering breaths ghost down against your skin before his pace grows weak, humping into you with his mouth prying open. “fuck, fuck. ‘m gonna make a mess,” and a gasp wretches from his throat as he locks eyes with you. “c- can i make a mess on you? p- please.”

“go ‘head,” you coo, cupping both warm sides of his face. you’re met with crystalline blue eyes that forevermore got lost with yours.

he’s so feral, feeling himself stick against you each time he moves. both bodies were one as they collide together in bliss. his pace grows more and more frantic before he’s biting into your neck to conceal his candied sweet whimpers. “you’re such a baby,” you tease, running a few fingers down his faded undercut. oh, he always loved whenever you did that. gojo shudders, weighty cock expanding through your walls as your digits roamed. “make a mess, ‘toru. ‘s okay, promise.”

“i- i’m not a baby,” he tries to chastise, yet he’s the one pouting and whimpering into your ear the moment he finishes abruptly. gojo’s knees give out almost right away. it’s cute how he tries to keep up with his smug façade, but now, he’s a mess. all you had to do was run a few fingers down his undercut as he’s finishing inside of you and he was finish. gojo whines, growing hard as his bright blue eyes takes in your beauty — you’re so pretty being underneath him like this. the melting crown of his cock smacks up against your g-spot over and over until you’re seeing nothing but pure white. “ngh, fuck. squeeze me s- so tight. sloppy fuckin’ cunt,” he sucks his teeth, feeling himself not only shoot blanks but shoot ropes of hot cum deep into your womb.

he reached a potent state and you moan right along with him, gently seeping your teeth into the soft edges of his neck. white lashes stick shut against his eyes—glossy and murky. he can barely look at you because he’s embarrassed. gojo groans, realizing he came quicker than he intended. it’s warm, your pussy constricts around his length even still while he’s stuffing you full of his seed.

“toru, baby,” you hum, trying to get his attention, cupping his face once more. you then bring a quick kiss toward his lips. he moans at the taste of you, briefly closing his eyes as your hips steady itself. a raw whimper dies from the back of his throat as he allows you to take control, breathy lungs preparing to collapse as he’s just dumping such mass amounts of cum into your greedy cunt. “good boy, thaaat’s it,” you purr to him, feeling his head shift and lean into your touch. he was so weak for you—even if he never admitted it. gojo’s lip quivers whenever you praise him. he’s a wreck, sweat coats near the bridge of his nose as he whines, a sudden salty taste lingering on the back of his tongue. his cock remains still, swollen tip red and flushed by the crown. as he’s sat upright, hovering over you, his body twitches and your eyes glance down toward his exposed perky nipples.

“heh, w- what’s with that look, angel?” he sheepishly pants, flaccid cock plugging you full even still after he finished just seconds ago.

your stare—you looked hungry for more. gojo nervously laughs until he stares at his pecs too. his nipples were pink and swollen. “mhh,” you leisurely lean into him, latching your plump lips onto one of his pecs. he moans, still feeling sensitive from his recent release but your lips—he was even more sensitive. your tongue rolls around his nipple before you suck hard, closing your eyes and sliding your free hand down his chest.

“god, you’re kinda kinky today,” he tries to joke. but there was no joke—because gojo whines the second he feels himself grow hard again. and that’s right when he knew, he was about to cum yet again. “o- oh fuck.”

TOJI ☆

“bend over f’me,” he gruffs and your ass is met with a rude spank once he flips you over on your chest. the second your left ass cheek gets met with the front of toji’s bare open palm, you moan. “mhm, don’t get shy. let’s see that arch again,” and your face gets smushed right in between the crimson colored silk sheets. on command, your hips raise up and you lean into his roughly smooth touch. “atta girl, let’s see my favorite wet pussy.”

“t- tojiiii,” you drag out his name, sucking in an incoming breath. it was almost embarrassing how much he made you clench, how much he made you pulse. he rubs a palm against the stinging part of your ass before aligning his leaky tip. your cunt was soaked, profusely sweltering hot with your own slippery slick. he licks his lips at the sight, tip of his tongue swiping against his scar as he smacks his fat cock against your puffed folds. “don’t tease me, p- please.”

a dark throaty cackle leaves from his lips as he leans down, staring at your drooling cunt before spitting right down between your slit. “quiet, baby girl. i’ll fuckin’ tease ya if i want,” and you moan, feeling the fat pad of his thumb smear the lustrous trail of saliva near your hole and back down towards your clit. you whimper, feeling your thighs jitter in pleasure at just how nasty he really was. “my my, look at this pretty girl down here cryin’ for more of me,” he rasps, gathering another wad of saliva before spitting straight onto your sopping cunt. he snickers, rubbing the head of his mushroom tip around your opening before finally inserting himself inside. “don’t know who’s fuckin’ whinier. you or this crybaby of a pussy, heh.”

toji’s so big, so fucking big. without a doubt he’s a packer, stretching your cunt open in all the right ways and angles. within minutes, your jaw’s already dangling open - it’s stupid, you’re stupid.

with every milliseconds that passes—his cockhead continues to repeat itself, thrashing and french kissing up near the throbbing bulb of your sensitive clit. your jaw tightens as he’s mercilessly rutting into you, sharp hips giving you crazed whiplash. “fuck, fuck,” you whimper, gasping once he grabs one of your wrists, restraining it around your back. your limbs grew knobbly as the heavy base of his cock smacks against your ass. you’re dizzy, insanely so—you whine, trying to fit the bawled fist of your hand into your mouth. but alas, it’s to no avail because you’re left drooling, feeling your eyes roll back and only hearing the squelching sounds of your needy gripping cunt. “fuck me, toji. right there, ‘s fuckin’ big.”

“yeah, yeah. perfect fit just for you, baby,” he groans, his palm swatting against the fat of your ass again. this time, it’s not so rough. the tender feeling of the hit makes you whine. arching your back out a bit more, he feels your pussy squeeze around him and his ravened brows curl up together. “shit, y’er already pretty but you’d look even prettier with my cum drippin’ out of you,” another grunt scratches at his throat. toji’s sharp hips were so unapologetically mean, each snap of his body makes you jerk forward and back into him. it’s so quick, just a few solid deep thrusts and he was so close to pumping you full. you don’t know why, but the thought of toji pouring such deep sultry amounts of cum into you makes your mouth water.

he’s got a horrible pull out game and he knows it too—but he could really care less. toji’s got the stamina equivalent to a horse, he’s drilling you in your own bed at full speed, watching as you fill the room up with your desperate sweet moans. as he’s ravaging your swollen walls, he reels you back into his sculpted pelvis once he sees and feels you trying to crawl away. “nuh uh,” and you gasp once he grabs you by the throat — gingerly, a few thick fingers wrap around your neck as he pulls you back. “c’monnn, big girls don’t chicken out. get the fuck back here, princess.”

“hngh, toji,” you whimper, suddenly feeling his hips slow down. his rhythm loses its haste for a moment before he groans. with his head tossing itself back, his clashing rutting hips slam right into you one last time. it takes you a moment to realize he’d just came inside—creamy gooey loads dribble into you almost immediately and you’ve never felt more full. he hisses, openly staring at your dehydrated cunt as it slurps him full. the noises, it’s so wet and saturated—you didn’t believe that was you at first. your eyes were drooping downward as you’re idly slumped forward with your ass still raised in the air. “fuck,” you whine, hearing him all of a sudden grow quiet. toji’s warm hot wads of cum fill you up so good that it starts to spill out all down the undersides of your thighs. it’s a mess—and he can’t take his eyes off you. his angry reddened tip continues to jolt itself in and out before only seconds later, he pulls out.

so much was stuffed into you that it’s spilling right back out. gooey ropes that plug inside ooze out of your hole and he snickers. toji huskily groans, using a plump circled thumb to rub the excess amounts of his seed against the outer part of your pussy. “damn,” he huffs, imagining what you’d taste like along with the mixture of his cum that’s trickling down your clit. you even had the nerve to wriggle your ass in front of him. toji hums, squeezing your ass before admiring at how good he’s stuffed you. toji releases his grip leaning down, giving the right cheek of your ass a kiss. “heh, so. you are on the pill right, baby?”

“w- what pill?”

“………”

CHOSO ☆

you tell him he can go inside and his face lights up almost right away.

choso wants to do his very best. he takes pleasing you very seriously. and of course, once the time comes—he practically begs for you to ride him. he just had to see your face while you’re on top, straddling him.

“tell me if it hurts, ‘kay?” he mutters, soft yet rough hands maneuvering circles against your back. choso’s touch was always gentle—he treated you like porcelain, like glass. docile dark irises meet yours as you’re hovering over his sheeny tip that’s glistening with pre-cum. rutting back and forth against his swollen peeling cockhead, you watch as choso bites his lip. “fuuuck,” he peers down, staring at the way your slobbering cunt was just eager to take him inside. “i- i wanna make sure you feel good, baby. don’t care if i don’t finish.”

your heart flutters at his words — oh, he was always so considerate. to choso, your pleasure was his pleasure.

as you gently brush up your hips against him, his cock slowly buries its way inside. immediately, he’s smothered with your warmth that’s welcoming him and it makes him whine. “i’ll tell you if it hurts. promise,” you whisper against the soft shell of his ear. a rippling wave of goosebumps ran down his body at your voice. the sloppy grip of your cunt makes him moan, grabbing onto your hip. wasting no time, you bite your lip—preparing to take him fully. he sinks all the way in until it’s a brief ‘pop’ sound that occurs the moment you’re sat right on his thickset base. “i’ll go nice ‘n slow, choso,” you murmur to him, holding his flushed cheeks. his hair was unkempt and messy, long darkened strands outgrown and running down his eyes. he’s so pretty, especially up close.

choso moans once your sweet lips press against the bridge of his nose—near his mark. he loves your kisses.

he could drown in them, just like he could drown in your wet cunt. it doesn’t even have to take him that long, because within a snap—choso’s already pussy drunk. just a few seconds inside and it was a wrap for him. “oh, oh my god,” he leans back, his abs flexing within each yanking pull of his muscles. he was ripped and you couldn’t help but skim a few teasing fingers down his pecs. so ripped, a few veins that prod into his skin feel against your touch and he whimpers. you were so soft and warm inside that he felt the brief gape of your pussy trying to swallow him whole and it felt so good. too good. “baby, ‘m sorry. ‘m sorry, fuck.”

throwing your arms over his broad tense shoulders, you giggle with a head tilt. “for what?” and already, there’s a nice sheet of sweat racing down the sides of his face. choso’s hair that’s usually in two ponytails was loosely down. he looked pretty, long hair flows down his back and dances in the wind at every unsteady movement. your hips were his weakness—you rode him so good every time that it left him almost speechless.

choso hiccups. “s- sorry for,” and he forgot why he was even apologizing—your cunt was just that good. its enticing grip had him whipped and strained inhales continue to rip out of his lungs by force. dark lengthy lashes glue shut as he holds onto your hips, feeling his mouth pry itself open. “i love you, i love you b- baby, don’t stop fuckin’ me please. w- what was i saying?”

“you’re so cute. i love you too,” you pepper kisses all over his face, quickening your hips just a bit more. he moans, feeling his face grow flushed. oh, he was embarrassed. even more embarrassed as he was earlier. as his fat swollen cock continues to run through your insides, choso tries to cover his face with his hands. once his palms feels against his face, they feel so hot. his own heat radiates from him and he whimpers. “aw, don’t hide from me, ‘cho. it’s okay,” you reassure him, pulling his hands away. with a bashful expression, he wraps his arms around your waist again. he’s so clingy, holding you tight and pulling you into his chest. your bouncing against his lap makes him dizzy. his whimpers against your earlobe grow louder until the time comes where he’s finally stuffing you full.

whenever choso came, it was a lot.

the curse whines into your neck as he’s pouring such gluey amounts into you. his ears continuously ring at the sounds of him spurting right into you, not missing at all. with ease, he’s plunging such amounts of sticky seed into you until he can’t anymore. it makes his head spin and his heart race, you were dangerous—at least, in this case, your cunt was.

he’s got quite the weak pull out game, and of course—whenever you said he can finish inside, he’d never ever miss. choso’s jaw tightens before his eyes grow insignificantly droopy that they hang low. such filthy thoughts foil at his brain as his blushing tip remains buried into your now filled up pussy. he wants to stay like this forever, the thought of pulling out makes him cutely scowl. “baby,” he inhales, still having a secure arm around your torso. choso held you close to him, still shaking as he’s still pouring thick satiny ropes into your womb. it’s an entire mess—so much that it spills down your thighs. he uses a thumb to smear it against your skin before having a pussy drunk grin. “i .. i wanna marry you, baby. please.”

SUKUNA ☆

with sukuna—there’s no such thing as a pull out game. he’s a demon, and more importantly, he’s a demon in bed too.

“i’m gonna get ya pregnant,” he groans, and each time he spills yet another hot load into you, he repeats that same sentence again. “you’d be such a pretty queen,” sukuna snarls, sharp fingertips softly raking down your exposed spine. you’re laid on your chest, having your face being shoved between two fat positioned pillows. muffled moans escape out of your throat as he’s fucking you silly. a big hand of his claws into your hair, tugging firmly at a few roots that grip into your scalp. you whimper, the slanting arch in your back deepening its height before he spanks you. “ugh, such a sloppy girl today. pretty cunt just loves sluttin’ itself out on me.”

sukuna’s voice was deep—you felt yourself pulse between your legs whenever he spoke in that rough low tone.

his thick cock was so big, so so big. and that’s just one—you didn’t wanna think what it’d be like to take two. even with prep, it took you a while to adjust to his delicious size. as he’s haphazardly pounding you into the sage-colored sheets, you whimper out sweet cries that fall on deaf ears as he’s practically splitting you open each and every single time.

“kuna, sukuna, fuck,” you babble out, your eyes widening to the size of saucers once his lengthy dick thrashes up against that spot. he’s a lot bigger than you, his frame ultimately towers over you and you even get wet from his shadowing silhouette. your mouth opens and more spews of whines leave you as he accelerates his hips ever further. the bed screams, each creak sounds like it’s gonna be its last and you were almost positive it was preparing to break. “more, more please.”

“tch. you should see yourself,” the curse grunts, a sly smile contorting against the corners of his mouth. with the way your pussy tightens around him, he pivots his hips, watching as you gasp in awe at his deep angle. “mm, right here, huh. such a sensitive girl. ‘m gonna give you another fill. you’d like that, huh,” he grouses, feeling the sting in his thighs grow. despite his muscles tensing and tightening, he pushes the feelings away, focusing on you and your sweet pussy. as he’s preparing to come to his very orgasmic end, sukuna finds himself biting his lower lip with his fangs piercing into the skin. the image of getting you pregnant—having you bare his offspring, it makes him feral. “dumb girl, i’m talkin’ to you,” sukuna snaps gruffly at your lack of response and you moan once his thrusts deepen. as he speaks, he teasingly knocks against the back of your head. “anyone in there or are ya already too stupid.”

“b- breed me, ‘kuna,” you whimper, already feeling yourself turning into a puddled mess. sukuna could never keep his hands off of you, he’s grabbing you everywhere - all hands were occupied, getting a good gripping feel of your presentable curves. “please please,” you plead, hearing the squelching sounds of your own cunt do begging of its own. there’s a white creamy ring that coats around his base already—the more you jerk against him, the more rough he becomes. by now, your pretty pink tongue’s rolled and lolled out. you’re panting like a dog in heat, gasping once he’s fucking you deeply into his royal king sized mattress. “fuuuck, want it. want more, don’t miss, ‘kuna.”

he lowly chuckles, finding your begging endearing. “hey girl. watch that fuckin’ mouth,” and the demon pops a finger past the opening of your lips. you moan, swirling your tongue around his middle finger as he’s still pounding into you with at chaotic speed. such thrusts, you’re already a mess but with the way his cock was molding your walls, you’d be even messier. sukuna grows hard, feeling you happily suck against his finger — he grunts as he’s bringing you closer toward your teetering edge. it feels hot inside, your walls were always clingy and didn’t ever dare to let go. the moistened grip of your walls was permanent and he was never one to complain. “take it then, c’mon,” he growls, snatching his finger out of your mouth to hold onto both of your jittery hips. “fuck, take it all. saved so much for you again, princess.”

he’s so big that you feel him shaping a faint tummy bulge all due to the hefty size of his thick cock. you’re such a mess—drooling all on the pillow that’s being bit on by your teeth.

“s- sukuna.” you whine, eyes of yours starting to flicker their way back once he finishes inside you again.

a pool of hot cum oozes its way inside of you until it’s pouring down both of your thighs like a waterfall. catching your breaths, you swallow your pity, savoring your own pathetic honeyed taste of saliva as he’s giving you yet another fill—it’s sticky, your thighs had already gave out and he groans. it’s so much, dumps of cum shoot into you raw and he huffs, bare buff chest glistening with slick sweat.

“look at this mess,” he snickers, bringing a palm toward his forehead to wipe his sweat away. he grunts, pulling out slowly to see his obscene creation he gave to you yet again.

you’re shaking—your ass was still propped up in the air with your knees buried into the thinly woven sheets. sukuna raises a brow as he hears your breathing come to a sudden slow. he finds your worn out state cute and he swats a hand against your ass. but this time, it’s not a spank. it’s a soft tender rub.

you moan as he’s caressing your stung cheek before he smears a thumb down your puffy full cunt, gathering a nice amount of his own filth. “how cute. ‘s still pouring out of you. looks like someone needs to be cleaned again,” and your eyes feel hooded and heavy. with a quick motion, you’re suddenly flipped over onto your back and the demon sprawls your legs apart with a single hand. you’re panting, curling your toes up in anticipation before he licks a sticky path of fresh cum that’s drooling out of your sobbing cunt. rolling out his forked tongue for you to see, he hums with a sly grin.

“spread these pathetic legs a bit more. ‘m not done with my meal just yet, little girl.”

NANAMI ☆

“oh my love,” he whispers into your ear, his low husky voice making your heart flutter - not just your heart but the pretty pulsating heat that lies between your legs flutters also.

with nanami—he’d have the best pull out game. nanami can practically smell your arousal, he doesn’t even have to do much but he can tell. with one hand, he lies you flat on your back, a thin stem of a flower he was about to give you tucks right between his teeth. “are you sure this ‘s what you want? let me hear that beautiful voice again. talk to me nice, pretty.”

always the romantic, there was lit candles everywhere and he’s got you right where he wants. nanami sprawls your legs forward the second you utter out a whiney, “y- yes,” and your eyes glance toward his blond happy trail that’s running down his perfectly sculpted body. you were already soaking wet — he barely had to do anything, just his voice alone was enough to have your panties in a twist. he places the flower aside for a moment before leaning up close. nanami then gently shoves both of your knees up toward your chest. mating press, you gulp once you see the sweet yet feral look in his eyes.

he was hungry - hungry for you. as he’s aligning himself, you hold onto him for dear life and he’s whispering all sorts of filthy coos into your ear.

in public, he was the ideal gentleman, a professional who had charm for days. yet in private with you, he didn’t mind to be just a little bit dirty.

“i’ve been thinkin’ about you all day at work today, honey,” he grunts, swollen tip thrashing between your weeping folds. you were sopping wet underneath your thighs, a thumb of his rubs against your entrance and you whimper - feeling pounds of his weight sink you further into the fat mattress. “you remember those cute voice notes i told you to send me?”

you felt your cunt go into a panic of flutters the more he spoke, he’s entering inside and you huff out, gasping—the stretch was so raw.

jogging back your memory to quite a few hours ago, you did remember. nanami told you to send him a few voice memos of yourself because he couldn’t call you while he was at work. he missed your voice, and hearing your cute sentences was just enough for him. “yeah,” you breathe, feeling the fullness of your lungs arise. once he starts to fuck you into the mattress, the abrupt snap of his hips makes you whine out. he’s so deep, calloused balmy hands of his feel all over your body, stealing a few grabs at the curvature of your ass with no shame. he’s missed touching you, he’s missed smelling you, he’s missed being inside. with both warm entangled bodies grinding into and onto each other in salacious harmony, you bite your lip. warm fawn eyes meet yours and he hums, stroking your quivering bottom lip with a soft thumb. “y- you sent me your boner afterwards.”

“i did,” he coos, softly licking a stripe near your neck.

so sweet, he could savor and taste you forever. remembering the thought makes his dick twitch and you feel the pulse almost instantly. nanami’s fucking you rigorously into chalky white sheets, raspy pants bellow out from his gruff vocal cords as he grabs onto the crying wooden headboard. you stare at his arm and his veins prod in his biceps—he’s so ripped, you felt yourself throb at just the sight of his muscles alone. focusing back toward the crying bed, it’s screeching due to nanami’s precise hits, he’s hitting you good and he’s hitting you deep. nanami’s pace was never too fast or too quick, it was just right and it had your head spinning everytime. his crazed tempo always gave you a run for your money. leaning into your neck once more, he created a trail of chaste kisses near the outline of your collarbone.

“fuck, oh— excuse my filthy tongue, sweetheart,” he jibes, guiding his damp lips toward your chest now. so pretty, with the way you were just laid back for him with your knees shoved up to your chest, it had him thinking raunchy thoughts. “but thank you, it helped me get through the day,” and you gasp again once he buries his face between the valley of your chest. humming, he kisses both of your breasts. “i missed my girls.”

blurbs of whimpers rip out of your throat as he continues to fuck you stupid—stupid until you’re utterly dumb, completely dim witted and dumbfounded all because of his cock.

nanami’s girth had you almost drooling, he wisps a few fingers to play against your soddened cunt that’s hidden between your shaky legs before feeling your sloppy grip around him tighten. your walls wrung him dry—hugging him and squeezing around him like a vice. “ken, kentooo,” you whine, deafening beats of your own heart growing so loud that you can hear them blare straight out through both ears. “ngh, cum, ‘m gonna cum.”

“i know, i know,” he purrs, gripping your chin with a single hand. his hips move with such suave speed that you could barely keep up. his weight that’s pressing into you makes you throb again for the nth time. nanami huffs, blond thin strands of hair gluing to his forehead before he moans himself. “c’mon, give it to me,” and he notices how you look away, feeling yourself about to succumb to your inevitable climax. “hey, hey lovie look at me,” and slowly, you meet his loving gaze again. nanami’s hips slow down and he’s just as close as you were—although he didn’t care about his finish as much as yours. you lean into his soft touch, feeling an open palm of his rub against your belly in circles. “there we go. just let go. make a mess on kento ‘n let me clean it, yeah?”

once you came—he came too, although he pulls out quickly, spraying viscid velvety ropes all on your tummy.

nanami’s matching the pace of your pants, chiseled chest sticking against your own before he groans. the shock your body felt was almost insane, you clench down on your jaw before squeezing your eyes shut briefly, still feeling the staticky waves of rapture surge through every vein.

“such a good girl,” he whispers, his voice mirroring just how shaky yours was. nanami leans into you, planting a single kiss on your forehead. a sheepish smile curls against his lips as he notices the damp spot you created underneath the two of you. with a soft expression, nanami spreads your legs again, grinding his body against yours whilst pulling you into a deep kiss. every few seconds, he pulls away, brushing a thumb against your lips before whispering. “but, oh—you made a little mess today, sweetheart. i’m so proud of you.”

[strongheartneteyam]

I wet you like water but she stained you like blood.

Chapter 3

Pairing: widowed!dilf!Jake Sully x younger!female!human reader

CW: unprotected sex, power imbalance, creampie, Dom/sub dynamic, age gap relationship, rough sex, slight masochism, female orgasm (creaming), degradation kink, mentions of somnophilia, choking, slight praising kink, use of pet names such as "babygirl"

Reader refers to Jake as "Jakey" sometimes. It's a nickname she gave him.

Not proofread, unfortunately lol sorry for any weird mistakes

Chapter 2 𓆩♡𓆪

And you wanna scream

"Don't call me "kid", don't call me "baby"!"

(...)

Look at this idiotic fool that you made me

You taught me a secret language I can't speak with anyone else

And you know damn well

For you I would ruin myself a million little times

illicit affairs (Taylor Swift)

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"Hmmm, babyyy..." Jake cooed for you "you make me feel so good. Such a warm, tight little pussy. All coated with your juices, all for me." he was thrusting into you, painfully slow but deep.

"Jakey, tell me I'm your slut, please." You moaned, looking at Jake's face that was contorted with the raw pleasure he felt anytime he fucked you.

He smirked sensually

"You're my sweet little slut." He was wrapping one of his big blue hands around your neck, applying a little pressure, enough to make it harder for you to breathe but not enough to make it impossible. You loved feeling him choking you like that. Jake loved looking at your young, doll like face and seeing that he made you feel as good as you made him feel.

The older Omatikaya man kept fucking you vigorously, he used your pussy as he pleased, whenever he pleased (the only time you said "no" was when you were feeling too sick or was busy with your job as a xenobotanist). You even let Jake fuck you while you were sleeping. You two had talked about it beforehand and made a deal. He could wake you up by touching, eating or fucking your pussy anytime he wanted to, as long as he was gentle in the beginning until you were actually up. After you were awake, he had a free pass to violate you as hard as his urges told him to. You two were a great match as the both of you liked it rough.

"I don't understand how you do this to me but you make me wild, babygirl. You're so fucking amazing. Best pussy I've ever had."

"Yeah?" You asked, smiling, out of breath. Jake spoke a low "mmhmm" and kept pushing his cock in and then putting it out of your cunt, over and over. A white creamy substance created a ring around the lowest part of the shaft of his member.

"Damn, you're creaming my cock, babygirl. You're so perfect. Fuuuuck..." He slammed his hips against you mercilessly, making loud noises echo around your small room, located in the science lab.

Jake started to kiss your lips while he gave you his last thrusts, his upcoming orgasm getting closer as the seconds passed. You felt a really warm thick liquid being released in the inner part of your pussy. Jake was coming undone inside you, moaning loud and in a low tone of voice, riding out his orgasm on you.

He breathed heavy, getting his composure back. After that, he kissed your forehead and pulled you into his big arms, even bigger compared to you as you were a human girl and even though he was once human too, now he lived in a na'vi body forever.

"Wanna stay like this for a while? My arms wrapped around your body, my cum dripping down your beautiful thighs?" Jake whispered looking at you with big amber eyes

"Always." You said and positioned your head in the middle of his chest, listening to his fast heartbeat.

After a minute or so, you finally spoke: "Jakey..."

The na'vi looked at you, listening attentively.

You chuckled a bit, your cheeks getting red "Am I really the best you've ever had?"

Jake smiled wide, a dirty look in his face

"Yes. Your body makes me feel stuff I've never felt before. You have such a great, juicy little pussy. Always so wet for me, always clenching around my cock." He gently touched your face, looking down at your mouth "Nobody compares to you."

"Nobody?" You asked, your heart almost stopping for a while, afraid of an honest answer. You knew Jake was really honest and even blunt, sometimes.

"Nobody. I promise you, my babygirl." His thumb traveled through your upper lip until it got to your lower lip. He used his finger to slightly open your mouth, pushing your lower lip down carefully. You kissed his thumb, huge compared to your human mouth.

Nobody compares to you. Not even Neytiri, you thought.

You knew you were starting to sound obsessed and sick. But you loved Jake so much it hurt. He made you feel protected, safe, happy and complete. He was yours. He had to be... you just hoped he was actually telling you the truth.

Jake kissed you hungrily. His lips were rough against yours but after some time kissing you, he slowed the pace and started to kiss you gently but with so much passion, his tongue massaging yours and tasting your mouth, a fire burning deep inside of him. The way you tasted left him intoxicated. He had never had a woman do that to him. It was such a fervent feeling that ran through his veins anytime he touched you, kissed you, smelled you. He got feral anytime he could smell your cunt was wet for him, his na'vi senses helping him with that.

But it wasn't only lust. Jake knew he had strong feelings for you. Romantic feelings. But he still loved Neytiri, even after her passing. She had been his mate, the one who taught him the na'vi ways. She gave birth to his two sons, Neteyam and Lo'ak, and to his little daughter, Tuk, and she helped him raise Kiri, their adoptive daughter.

In his mind, a man could not love two women at the same time. It was just unfair in his opinion. To everyone involved in the situation.

"I adore you. So much, kid. Please, don't ever push me away or decide you don't wanna deal with my bullshit anymore. I know it must be annoying to deal with an old man ranting about his teenage sons causing trouble when you just wanna talk about something fun and relax." Jake felt insecure "I need you. I don't know what I'd do without you."

"I'll never leave you. I couldn't even if I wanted to. I need you too, Jakey. You're everything to me." You said, chest filled with a violent and beautiful feeling. Love.

Jake smiled so wide and kissed you again, using both his hands to hold your face.

He would say such beautiful words to you... And you knew he was being true. Jake was not the kind of guy to lie to others, to play with people's feelings for his own gain. He was not selfish. But he never said the word "love". He never said "I love you". "I need you"? Yes, you had that. "I love you"? No... you weren't special enough. You weren't Neytiri, right?

You felt rage being born from the depths of you, a bitter feeling, filled with a strong bad energy. You knew that was not fair to Neytiri. You didn't hate her. She had been a brave, wise, good and beautiful na'vi woman. What you felt was jealousy. You were incredibly jealous of Neytiri. Of the power she still had over Jake, of the hold she still had on him, even after many months after her death.

Considering all that, you quickly fought against that terrible ugly feeling of rage and was able to wash it all away soon enough. You had to enjoy the last moments you had left with Jake. He would soon go to his house to sleep. He never stayed over. He never held you while you slept and you never woke up in his arms in the morning. He was a family man and you were just a nerdy girl he was involved with. You couldn't even call yourself his girlfriend. Let alone his wife, or better, his mate, as he's a na'vi.

Jake always said you were special to him. But how special were you? Like truly? If he never called you his girlfriend, maybe you just did not mean that much to him after all. Maybe he just felt lonely and heartbroken after becoming a widow and his wound was still open and aching, so, he took you as a bandaid, to help him heal, to make him forget the pain. Nothing more.

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[strniohoeee]

Racketeer Pt. 3

Pairing: Chris Sturniolo X Female Reader

Synopsis: Y/N hates Chris hoodrat lifestyle, but when something goes wrong she’s ready to protect her man👥 Okay this is part 3 of a series I just made for shits and giggles for my best friend, but the fact that so many people like it is shocking and also amazing!!! Love this for us, I’m a hoe for hoodrat Chris even though I’m a Matt girl🧎🏽‍♀️

Warnings⚠️: uhh d*ath threats, Chris with a pewpew, pistol whipping, and uhhh I think that’s all…hope you enjoy 🖤

Song for the imagine: 308-22Gz (this is pure hoodrat NY trap music I LOVE IT)

When we spin through, it’s a D-O-A

We caught a opp at like 3:08

Fuck it and fuck up a B-O-A

Flashback

“Chris I’m not fucking holding your gun, so I’m definitely not fucking shooting it” I told Chris as he had his pistol on the kitchen table

“Baby why not? We literally got targets on our back because of who I am. I want my lady to be able to handle her own if I’m not there” he said in a matter of fact way

“Yeah a target on our back because of the life YOU chose to run with….plus I will always have you, so no” I said drinking my water

“What if I’m in a headlock, the pistols on the ground, and any one of his goons could come and pop me, and then pop you” he said raising his eyebrows

“Well then the lord better be on our side cause I ain’t picking up your gun” I said shrugging my shoulders

He picks up his gun and points it at me

“CHRISTOPHER HAVE YOU LOST YOUR FUCKING MIND” I said flinching

“BANG BANG BANG, you’re dead” and then he turns the gun on himself “BANG BANG BANG, I’m dead” he said laughing

“Put the fucking gun down now” I said getting upset with him

“Baby the clips empty, and I took the bullet out” he said showing me the gun

“Give me the fucking gun, and show me how to use it” I said getting annoyed

“YES IM TEACHING MY BABYYY, I’m gonna have my own personal shooter” he said getting excited

Flashback over

Tonight Chris’s friends were having a party after one of the guys got released from prison. They rented out a whole club for this kid

“I don’t want to go” I said to Chris dragging my feet

“Come on, why not it’s a nice area. The club is only open for us, and you know ima protect you” he said getting dressed

I was already ready, but I just didn’t want to go anymore. I felt like this was our whole life…. parties, fast cars and thugs….but I digress

“Fine I’ll fucking go” I said getting my outfit picked out. It was cold in Boston, so I decided on a long sleeve fitted black shirt, medium wash baggy boyfriend jeans, and my black Air Force 1s (shawty on demon time). I flat ironed my hair, and put on my black north face puffer jacket

“The black air forces?? Whose head are you stompin on tonight?” Chris asked laughing

“Anybody who fucks with you” I said putting my perfume on

“Blue jeans or black” he asked me

“Black” I said back

Chris came out in an all black shirt, with black jeans, his timberland boots on, and his black puffer coat

“Alright baby Boston Red Sox black and white hat, or Yankees” he asked

“Boston….HELLOOO” I said laughing at him

“Duhhh how could I be so stupid” he said making a dumb face

We had driven to the location of the club, and it was indeed a nice area, but it was known for gangs so there were some dodgy people out.

“Don’t leave my side at all” Chris said helping me out the passenger side, and shutting the door behind me

“Never baby” I said, and he locked the car

We walked to the club, and immediately I recognized everybody there. I even seen some of my girl friends who were either dating or messing around with one of these guys

The whole night we had such a blast, laughing, talking, drinking and dancing. Although these people had some crazy shit under their belt, they were actually super nice and respectful people.

“Yoo there’s some kids out there, talking about Drew’s gang or whatever” one of Chris friends came up and said to all of us

“That little fucking kid with the tattoos on his face?” Chris asked

“Yeah, he’s getting mad staticy outside, and wallin out. The security guards about to lay his ass out” he said

“Tell that fucking kid that I’m going to be dealing with his soon” Chris said taking a sip of his drink

“Ai, he’s alone so he ain’t gonna try some shit” he said to Chris

“Even if he does…I’m strapped tonight” Chri said lifting his shirt up exposing the pistol in his waistband

His friend nodded at him, and went to head back out to relay the message to the other guy.

“Baby….for once not tonight” I said looking at Chris

“I’m not gonna do anything, but if people start talking crazy” he said raising his hands up

“No Chris! You have to stop this” I told him taking a sip of my drink

“What?? I’ll bust him in his medulla….nobody will fuck wit me after that” Chris said laughing

I just shook my head and laughed at him

At this point it was about 2AM, and we all started to head out. We walked outside, and Chris was saying bye to the security guard and some of his friends

I was waiting for Chris to finish chatting with his security guard, when I saw someone in the corner of my eye. For once can someone not try Chris and I

“Yoo this your man?” The kid said coming up to me and pointing at Chris

I just ignored him, me being from New York…you never ever turn your head when someone’s coming up from behind you to ask you, or tell you something. That’s a death wish.

“You deaf ma?” I heard him say again

“Yo get the fuck outta here” I heard Chris say from behind me

“Yo get the fuck outta here Chris, Drew’s people got something for your ass, and it’s gonna start with your lady here” he said nodding his head at me

“Did you just threaten my woman” I heard Chris say, and he started to walk towards him, so I turned around to watch this glancing at the security guard to keep an eye out

“Don’t shoot the messenger…..you keep fucking wit our guys…they gonna come for you” he said

“I’ll shoot you, and the motherfucka who sent you” Chris said getting closer to the guy

“Babe stop” I said trying to keep Chris calm

“Yeah listen to your lady…wouldn’t want her with a hole between her eyes now would we?” He asked smuggly

All of a sudden I just see Chris swing at the guy, his right fist connecting with his cheek

“DONT YOU EVER FUCKING SAY SOME SHIT ABOUT KILLING MY GIRL. ILL FUCKING KILL YOUR WHOLE LIFELINE BITCH” Chris screamed at him and they started to throw punches

“CHRIS PLEASE STOP, THIS HAS TO FUCKING STOP PLEASE” I said begging, but not wanting to get in between them because I was not about to get cracked in the jaw

I'm not sure what happened but they started to struggle with each other, and were just scuffling. I had a feeling the guy felt Chris’s gun, and was trying to grab it

“FUCK YOU” Chris started to scream and started throwing punches at the guys ribs, as he had Chris in a headlock

All of a sudden his pistol fell out, and at the same time the guy got Chris on his back on the ground, and they were throwing punches.

The pistol slid pretty far, and I was contemplating on if I wanted to pick it up or not…..Fuck it…this is my man, and I will fucking do anything to protect him

I picked up the pistol, and cocked it back

“GET THE FUCK OFF OF MY MAN, OR I WILL BLOW YOUR FUCKING HEAD OFF” I yelled at the guy, both of them turning to look at me

“You’re a little bitch, you ain’t pulling no fucking trigger fuck outta here” he said still struggling with Chris

I don’t know what came over me, but I moved the gun from pointed at his head to pointed just behind it, and then I pulled the trigger

The bullet flew right past his head, and it was so fucking loud, everybody froze including me

“THE FUCK” the guy yelled, and while he was looking at me Chris used this to punch him on the jaw knocking him backwards

Chris got up, and came over to me, and grabbed the pistol out of my hands

He walked over to the guy, standing over him and grabbed him by his shirt

All of a sudden Chris pistol whipped the guy, and I gasped covering my mouth

“If you ever come around me and my people, and my FUCKING woman again talking out your neck I’m going to come for your whole fucking blood line, got it” he said as he held the pistol under the kids chin

“Yeah yeah” the guy said out of it

“NO FUCKING YEAH YEAH, YOU GET IT OR YOU DONT WE WOULDNT WANT TO SEND YOU BACK TO DREW WHTH A BULLET BETWEEN YOUR BROWS NOW WOULD WE” Chris said laying the gun in between the guys brows

“No no….I promise you’re all good. I’ll never fucking look at yall ever again” he said in fear

“Yeah you better not, and if we ever cross paths again…you better cross to the other side of the street. Cause you just earned a target on your back, and when I’m ready to pop you and your people I'm coming for yous ….cause all my opps is targets, see the red dot no target got it bitch” he said throwing the guy down onto the ground

Chris looked at his security and nodded for him to get rid of the kid, and keep everything on hush. He tucked the pistol into his waistband and grabbed my hand

“Lets go ma” he said walking with me

We got into the car, and I was still so shocked by everything

“Look at you….almost boomed the kids face off for me” he said smirking

“I don’t know what took over me, but I knew I wanted to hurt him to protect you” I said to Chris

“That’s exactly how I feel everytime someone fucks with you” he said leaning in and kissing me

“You’re not going to go after him right?” I asked

“No, but it creates enough fear in his heart that he won’t even fuck with us ever again” he said putting the car in drive, and grabbing my hand to interlock it

“Chris we have to stop this lifestyle” I told him

“And we will baby, I promise you” he said kissing my hand as he drove off

The End

Alright this was part 3, and I may or may not write a part 4 depending on the feedback, but this one was my favorite one to write 💋💋

-J💅🏽

[pepsiv4l]

-pumpkin picking-

Summary-You and your boyfriend,Matt go out during the fall to go pumpkin picking,while you guys are in the field of pumpkin,you spot a perfect pumpkin just for you and Matt🎃

You-pink Matt-blue

“I think of her so much, it drives me crazy”

Only One day you were scrolling on TikTok and see a couple at a pumpkin patch you suddenly get the idea to ask your bf,Matt to go.You get up walk toward your guys bedroom. You open the door seeing Matt scrolling on his phone. “babeeee!” Matt turns his head seeing you “hey my love what’s up” he says patting the spot next him,You lay next him,Matt wraps his arm around you,his full attention now on you. You look up at Matt “so I’ve been wanting to go out and I was thinking we should go pumpkin picking!” Matt looks down at you he smiles willing to do anything to make you happy. “Ofc love..get ready”

-Couple minutes later-

You throw on a pair of jeans and light brown,loose hoodie with your fav pair of shoes ofc signed by matt.You look over at matt changing into a pair of baggy jeans with a white sweater and a red hat.”you ready baby?” Matt asks,you nod,He picks you up and carries you outside to the car giggling. He opens the front seat door and sets you down and closes the door and makes his way to the driver seat. Minutes later you guys make it the pumpkin patch.Matt looks over at you and sees you smiling like a little kid excited to get a pumpkin.he Chuckles and gets out the car,he opens your door and picks you up carrying you over to the patch.

Matt puts you down still holding you close.“Babyyy look!” I point to a pumpkin in the middle of the patch,matt chuckles and intertwines our hands “want it ma?” He ask rubbing his thumb on your knuckles,you nod,matt walk over to the pumpkin you currently pointed at and picks its up.”yay thanks babe!” Later that day, matt was at home,you were out running a couple of errands.He gets out of bed grabbing the pumpkin carrying to the kitchen,placing it on the table,He grabs a knife and start carving into the pumpkin…

-when you come home-

When you enter,you call out for matt,”matt,babe?” No response,once you enter the kitchen you see matt standing on the table with the pumpkin in his hands. “hey baby your home!” You giggle as matt turns the pumpkin around.words carved into the pumpkin “Y/N + Matt” with a crooked heart at the end. A light shade of pink starts forming on your cheeks. Matt smiles and gets off the table and hands you the pumpkin “I love you ma” you smile and kiss matt and pull back seconds after “I love you too my dear..”

A/N-sorry for any spelling errors! Hope you enjoyed!🌟

[persephoneflouwers]

Wake up babyyy HSLOT Campovolo fan project just dropped :)

Official fan actions

Sign of the times:

- Pods will have white papers with “welcome to the final show” on + countries flags (????)

- red zone: white signs with “grazie” (thank you)

- yellow, orange, blue and green zones: be ready with your camera flashes! They will give you colourful papers to put on them ✨

Keep driving

All the zones: Torches to beat of the bridge

for more (and to help) please go to harrystylescampovolo on instagram and tiktok

[thelivingmemegod]

Rate the regional variants (and also the convergent evolutions)

I’m starting with a particular one purely because I absolutely hate it

I l o t h e Galarian Meowth and Perrseker. I hate them. I hate them both. -75/10

Now I absolutely adore alolan vulpix and ninetails 75/10

Now-

Alolan forms!

Rattata line: 10/10 simple, affective changes, but totem Raticate was such a big bitch for me to fight in sun and moon jccyuytcnio

Raichu: 12/10 I love alolan Raichu! I also adore the lore that they surf on their tail and that’s what the extra points are for-

Sandshrew line: 6/10? I like alolan Sandshrew more then normal Sandshrew, but I like normal Sandslash more then the alolan version

Diglett line: 10/10 diglett itself doesn’t have a huge change but DUGTRIO KILLS ME- the fucking wigggssss-

Meowth line: 10/10 again, simple effective changes, I like em

Geodude line: 3/10? I don’t really like base geodude and Gravler that much and the regional variant doesn’t make it better. I don’t mind Golem or Alolan Golem though

Grimer and Muk: 2/10 I don’t mind Grimer but Muk is just. So. Bright? So colorful? And the colors almost don’t work together but they do? I don’t know alolan Muk is funky in a bad way-

Exeggutor: 17/10 N E C K I love it here anamaakajsjs

Marowak: 10/10 some more simple, effective changes, love it

Galarian forms!

Ponyta and Rapidash: 10/10 I like my little pony. Leave me alone.

Farfetch’d: 10/10 simple, effective, changes. It’s a very cool bird man

Weezing: 10/10 it’s design makes me laugh and I like the smoke stack look of the hat

Mr.Mime: 5/10 I don’t even like Mr. Mime. It’s still creepy. But it does look…very different- Mr. Rime is the best one here

Corsola: 10/10 it makes me sad but it’s a very cool idea and design change

Zigzagoon line: 10/10 don’t mind these guys but I do really like obstagoon it’s funny to me-

Darumaka line: 3/10 I don’t like any of these guys but I really don’t like glarian Darmanitan‘s standard form at all

Yamask line: 8/10? Don’t mind the actual designs of Yamask and Runerigus but why is it so hard to get-

Stunfisk: 0/10 I don’t like these changes and I don’t know what they were going for if anything at all

Slowpoke line: 3/10 m e h the colors are sorta random? Slowking looks like it’s being consumed though I don’t like it-

Articuno: 10/10 PRETTY

Zapdos: 4/10 the black makes the orange and yellow really stark and harsh-

Moltres: 10/10 cool fire bird! Tbh I wish Yveltal was more like this-

Hisui forms!

Growlithe line: 10/10 FLUFFY FIRE BABYYY and fluffy storm cloud Arcanine-

Voltorb and Electrode: 10/10 I really love that their whole designs are now like references to the history of pokeballs and they way they were originally made vs the mass manufactured versions and the whole thing of handmade items with love and work put in vs the easy, cheaper alternative

Typhlosian: 17/10 IT LOOKS SO COOLLLL

Qwilfish: 10/10 cool simple change to the basic design! Overqwil also looks reallllyy cool!

Sneasel: 17/10 again I actually like Hisuian Sneasel much, much, more then normal Hisuian. It’s 100% the colors. I like sneasler alright

Samurott: 5/10? If you read through the starter post you know I don’t really like the normal form of this guy but I do like the Hisui form better- the black and red just go better with the blue to me. Plus the like…crooked horn is cool

Lilligant: 5/10 I don’t dislike the Hisui form I just ADORE the normal version it’s so fucking cute-

Basculin: 5/10? Pure neutrality here. Do like Basculegion though.

Zorua line: 12/10 I love base forms and making them WHITE and red I love it here-

Braviary: 5/10 Meh for both forms

Sliggoo line: 9/10 I love the idea of it having these like disk shells that became part of their bodies over time-

Avalugg: 3/10- the normal ones are a 0/10 but the three is for the idea of Avalugg specifically. Like it used to have rock legs but evolved to have a fully ice body-

Decidueye: 5/10 m e h. I like base Decidueye better

Paldian forms!

Taurus: 10/10 this idea is really cool and I don’t mind the designs

Wopper: 10/10 little derp becomes derpy in different ways

Convergent species

Toedscool/cruel: 10/10 This is really cool and interesting idea! My brother calls it lazy but that’s him

Wigglet and wugtrio: 10/10 wtf is this man. Who’s sassy lost ground type is this?

[a-krowjones]

First Munday, yayyy!

Tagged from: myself 6 years ago (on my old blog)

Tagging: Take it from me!

Nicknames: Sky

Gender: Masc-leaning(?) trans/enby gender-whatever

Star sign: Pisces

Height: 5ft 0in

Time: 2:08 AM

Birthday: February 21

Favorite bands: Truly too many, but a few off the top of my head are: Moron Police, Major Parkinson, Ghost, Moon Safari, The Band Camino

Favorite solo artists: Also too many, but a few off the top of the ol' noggin: Carly Rae Jepsen, Gotye, Devin Townsend (his solo work), Bonnie Tyler, Lemon Demon, Will Wood

Song stuck in my head: "Square Hammer" by Ghost

Last movie watched: Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles: The Movie (I'm obsessed leave me be)

Last show watched: Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (I'm obsessed leave me be)

When did I create my blog?: Like a week ago or somethin'

What do I post?: The most bangin' writing you've ever seen, babyyy

Last thing googled: Joke's on you I use another search engine! But Ice Cream Sandwich (the Youtube funny comics guy)

Do you have other blogs?: (Kicks the blog I'm making for my AU Baron Draxum under the bed.) No.

Do you get asks?: I'm sure I will in time? Damn it's been like a week.

Why did you choose your url?: 'Tis my boy's name, of course!

Following: 21

Followers: 9

Favorite colors: Periwinkle, Pastel Blue, Hot Pink, Mint Green, Tangerine, Peach, so many colors

Average hours of sleep: 5-8 depends on the day

Lucky number: 2 & 13

Instruments: Cello, ukulele, electric bass

What am I wearing?: White sweatpants, red tee shirt, a soft light blue sweater, thick warm blue socks

How many blankets do I sleep with?: Typically 2, +/- 1 depending on season

Dream job: Art teacher

Favorite food: Pizza? Chocolate? Chicken salad? IDK

Nationality: American

Favorite song now: I take this to mean "song you have on repeat", which in that case, "Medicine Man" by Bobby McFerrin

[osaemu]

(PLEASE DON'T) BITE ME FT. GOJO SATORU

✩ ‧ ˚. synopsis: he has a million mosquito bites, making him more obnoxious than ever.

contents: fem!reader. brief mention of blood. gojo makes a sex joke. vague descriptions of mosquito bites.

if the usual satoru was annoying, satoru when he had mosquito bites was ten times worse.

he's the kind of person who just can't stop scratching the bites, even when they balloon up to the size of a golf ball.

and unfortunately, satoru's loud about it. even from his spot on the couch across the room, you can hear his fingernails digging into his skin.

"satoru, the more you scratch the itchier they get," you remind him, wincing when you see how red his skin is. "satoru!"

he stops scratching for a moment and glares at you, scrunching up his nose. "i can't stop itching them," he whines, rolling over and pressing his face into the pillow. "those stupid mosquitoes want me so bad."

satoru's attempt at humor makes you smile and shake your head endearingly. "too bad you're taken," you say dryly, glancing down at your phone and searching up ways to stop mosquito bites from itching. 

"um, google says that you can apply suction to the bites to suck out the poison. or apply toothpaste," you say after a moment, looking up at satoru's pouty face, which instantly perks up.

"wait, you already basically apply suction to me every nigh—"

"we're doing toothpaste!" you interject, jumping up and scrambling off to the bathroom. 

---

when you come back, a white tube of toothpaste in your hand, satoru's scratching at his bites again — some of them are even bleeding now.

you flick his forehead when you get close enough, grinning when he whines a plea for you to make the itching stop.

"satoru, you're such a baby," you mumble, kneeling next to him besides the couch. 

he glares at you, blue eyes shining with indignation and sulkiness. "you'd be acting like a baby too if you had a million mosquito bites!" he wails dramatically.

you kiss the bite on satoru's neck and smile when he fidgets, hands twitching from trying to resist the temptation to itch. after a quick glance at the instructions on your phone, you squeeze a bit of toothpaste on the pad of your pointer finger and tentatively rub it into the bite.

when the cool paste meets satoru's inflamed skin, he makes a sound somewhere in between a moan and a satisfied sigh. "ohh, that.... helps a lot."

"yeah?" you murmur, relishing the way he relaxes beneath your fingers. "can you point out the rest of the bites?"

one by one, satoru shows you where all fifteen of his mosquito bites are, and you rub a circle of toothpaste on each one.

by the end, he's stopped complaining about the bites, and he's moved on to complaining about the toothpaste.

"it's getting all over me," he whines, wiping his face sulkily, somehow getting toothpaste on his nose. "why couldn't we do the suction thing? that'd feel better anyways," he continues, reaching out and pulling you into his arms on the couch. "babyyy—"

you kiss him, catching him by surprise and relishing the little hm? sound he makes. "satoru," you mumble in between kisses, "please shut up."

"nuh uh."

"you're just mad you aren't pretty anymore."

"baby, i'm always pretty."

[boimann]

scout

red because the first ever tom jones album he owned had a mostly red cover

soldier

red white and blue baby

pyro

yellow because it reminds him of fire and also no sane person likes the color yellow

demo

fern green no explanation its just a baller color

heavy

baby blue it's a very calming color

engie

all colors are pretty he doesn't really have a favorite but if he had to pick he'd probably say green

medic

blood red babyyy (also barbie pink because that color fucks)

sniper

gold because it reminds him of the australian desert... also piss

spy

royal purple because he's a fancy bitch

I need hcs for the mercs favorite colors NOW send help.

[imafangirlofeverything]

I will live my life in shame now.

I’ve spent March 12th without knowing it was

our baby dumbass asshole Prince pain in the ass Henry’s birthday

HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABY!!

We love you so much ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Better late than never ❤️❤️

[st4rbwrry]

tw: monsterfucking with daddy ereh.

what if eren doesn’t have to fully transform into his titan just to eat you out? what if he can make his tongue extract to an inhumane size? like one day you’re just sitting on the bed reading a book, glasses on your face with your legs high up in the air, dancing your white painted toes to the beat of the music eren plays during his shower. when he comes out and sees you, waist wrapped in a black towel, print evident because some really lewd, crazy thoughts came to his head while he was washing up. hair damp and body dripping with water as the steam rose off his pale skin.

you’re only in his t-shirt, eren coming towards you and your body jumps when his hot hands touch your knees and he’s pulling you to the middle of the bed. you gawk at him with curiosity, eren pulling your panties off your silky skin quickly, spreading your legs. you say nothing, silently observing.

“wanna try somethin’,“ is what he says before you’re witnessing clouds of steam flow past the sides of his mouth which spreads wider, his green eyes brightening and his jaw slacking as his normal sized tongue grows larger, heavily resting on the mound of your cunt, shockingly aroused. his titan teeth are baring at you, but his human face remains the same, his tongue incredibly hot and thick, running with salvia more than usual. you whimper as you stare at him; big eyed and shamefully horny.

why would he do this to you? what made him think of this out of the blue? you’ve never thought about him eating you out in his titan form—atleast half of. it’s insane, but at the same time, you find yourself bucking your hips and crying into the air as his tongue slithered up your pussy, damn near the same size as your thigh, slurping you up and keeping his daunting eyes on yours. he’s intrigued by how much you like it, grinning, the two of you always sharing the same desires.

you’re soaking, and he’s drooling over you like a damn animal in heat, growling, the tone loud as his titan as he bobs his head to let his tongue lick every good place you wanted him, your toes curling in the process by his head.

“eren—fuck, babyyy,” you hiccup, your eyes twitching as he begins kissing your inner thighs, dragging his tongue literally everywhere. you’re dripping down your entire lower half, hot, fat tongue literally going up your backside, grazing both your holes. you’re riding his face with your eyes crossed and your stomach heaving erratically, panting and whining.

the sheets are damp, eren’s veiny hands holding you down, your knees to your chest and raising your ass off the bed, chowing you down and enclosing his lips around your clit, breathing like a monster. your sluice clit mixed with his insane amount of saliva rolls down your backside, some even coming up your stomach as you scream and cream over his tongue, trembling and clawing at his arm with your acrylics. eren doesn’t stop, though. he’s loving this entirely too much, keeping his eyes closed in bliss as he opens and closes his mouth around your pulsating cunt, tongue flat and lapping you up.

“eren,” you call his name, the overstimulation killing you. you push at his biceps, but he doesn’t budge, just growls louder and spanks your ass with his free hand. you squeak, but then you’re laughing, trying to kick your legs away. his festivity is amusing. “eren, stop.”

your stomach hurts from laughing, eren lifting his head with a scowl on his face, chin doused as he shrinks his tongue back to his human size, steam sounding like a roaring train. throbbing between your legs after he licks his lips and moans, kissing your thighs, wanting more, practically giving you puppy dog eyes.

“you liked it?” his face is red, really pent up now. his dick his painfully hard under his towel. wonder if he can make that bigger too. you shake your head. he’s big enough.

you’re shy about it, covering your face with both hands and eren just laughs at you. “awe, come on. be honest!”

“no!” you giggle as he starts tickling you. you did fucking like it, a bit too much.

♡ tags; @festive @tojisfangs @sintiva @rinhoes (for my titan fuckers 😭 i’m glad we have a mutual agreement )

[anime-love31]

(Credit to @ Tamelee for the image 🖤 didn’t want to tag incase they weren’t cool with smut but you can find them :) )

NSFW Gojo 🤍

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Gojo’s long slender arms broke the waters tension as he swam toward you. Smile playing on the white haired sorcerers lips as he reached your legs and bit into your thigh under the water. You squealed and your hands found his shoulders as he came up from under the water, his own hands wrapped around your thighs. You tisked him as his icy blue eyes shone into yours. “Haiii babyyy” Gojo whispered, his smile spreading across his face. You blushed and leaned forward to give him a peck on the lips. “Hai babeee” you said back in a squeal as Satoru’s hands squeezed your thighs. You giggled and Satoru leaned his head to rest on your chest as he lifted you to wrap your legs around his hips, settling you against him. Soft kisses were placed above your swim suit top. That top exposed your chest, shoulders and belly all to Gojo and he loved it. Soft blue eyes made their way to catch yours as he but your chest softly and sucked. You moaned softly and bit your lip. You tilted your head back as Gojo moved his lips up to your neck and planted soft kisses. Feeling your heart rate pick up underneath his tongue on your throat made Gojo’s pulse quicken. He softly rutted against you under the water and that caught you off guard. “Mm. S’good. I am so blessed to be yours.” Gojo whispered into your ear as you locked your legs around his back, your hands going up to where his blindfold was around his hair, fingers tangling under the blindfold into the soft White hair. Your heart fluttered when he straightened himself up and he looked into your eyes. “Love you so much.” Gojo whispered again even softer as you lifted the blindfold slowly off his head even more and put it to the top of his forehead. “I love you Toru always.” You spoke softly before you leaned to kiss him. Spinning you around in the water as he kissed you back.

Gojo lifted you and set you on the edge of the pool as he sunk down in the water and placed a kiss on your belly. “Ugh fuck Satoru Gojo marry me. Damn.” You sighed out as Gojo moved down to kiss your soaking wet thigh. Playful and gentle he kisses all over. You placed your hands on the concrete behind you and leaned back to give Gojo some room. Gojo smirked and tisked softly. “Not yet sugar.. soon.” Gojo said as he sunk his teeth into your thigh causing a loud moan to ripple through you. You groaned when he pulled back and quickly swam away. You shook your head and jumped back into the pool and swam after him. Before you could catch up to him Nanami and Itadori came out in conversation. Gojo quickly jumped out and ran to hide behind them. You got out of the water before you remembered all the bite marks across your neck and chest. Nanami and Itadori both looked at you and they giggled. “Looks like Gojo has been busy” Nanami said to you, giving Gojo a soft shoulder slap. You blushed hard and tried to cover your neck with your arms. They all laughed and you blushed even harder. Face all red. Itadori shook his head and pulled Nanami into the pool with him after saying “leave the poor girl alone..” Gojo realized his shield was gone and you tackled him onto a chair. Straddling him you leaned your head down into his neck and started to leave small marks for him. Gojo softly moaned and his hands found your back. You left him so pretty marks and he whispered into your ear “be careful beautiful.. I’ll fuck you right in front of them..”. You shivered and bit him again.

Gojo’s semi hardness poked you in the belly and his eyes darkened a little. “You wouldn’t..” you whispered into his ear. Gojo raised his eyebrow before his slender fingers found your back strap of your top and quietly undid it, the pads of his fingers rubbing the skin. You moaned softly and blushed again. “I wouldn’t?” Gojo said as he slowly pulled the top down off your shoulders. You squeaked softly and said “Satoru! They are right there across the water!!” Gojo smirked and he dropped it beside the chair, his hands going down to your ass. “Oh if they pay that much attention I guess they get a show..” Gojo said as he looked over to the two swimming together, Yuji in Kentos lap. Gojo smiled and returned his attention to you. Before you knew it Gojo had the towel around your back and hips. His fingers were untying the bottoms you had on and he whispered into your ear “fuck I’m so glad you got tie bottoms.. “ as his hands pulled them off you and you slid up slightly to let him pull them off. This wasn’t the first time you’ve did something so risky. Gojo’s eyes caught yours as he slid his fingers down between your thighs and began to softly rub you. A slightly shocked moan passed your lips and you buried your head quickly to stifle the noise. Gojo slowly sunk his fingers into you and curled them, causing another moan to ripple out. “‘Hm that’s it. You are such a good girl.” Gojo moaned into your ear and he started to move his fingers. You cling onto him as he pleasured you. You bit into his shoulder when he hooked his fingers into your spot. God did he fill you with both his fingers and himself perfectly. Gojo watched your face twist into pleasure as he sped up. You whimpered as he worked his fingers even deeper and your thighs began to tremble. “Gotta be quite for me.” Gojo said as he moved even faster pushing you toward the edge. You whined and your hands squeezed his arms. “S’close Toru.. please” you whimpered and your nails dig into his skin. “Come on.” Satoru replied and curled his fingers again. You moaned against his chest and you seen stars as he pushed you over the edge.

While letting you catch your breath, Gojo’s hands wrapped around your shoulders, after he brought his fingers to his lips and tasted you. You blushed at the action and laid your head on his chest. Both of you were watching Nanami and Itadori kiss in the pool and Nanami leaned down to whisper something in Itadori’s ear that caused him to go bright red and they caught you and Gojo looking at them. You blushed in return and looked away. When you turned back to watch them again Nanami was behind Yuji and Yuji’s head was leaned back on Nanami’s shoulders, his mouth was fell open as Nanami’s hand moved under the now slightly dark water. The sun was starting to set and the pool lights came on. The sunset casted light over Itadoris face and it was adorable. You squealed and looked away. Gojo was rubbing your back. His attention was on you. “Wanna fuck you.. S’good I wanna take you right here” Gojo said as you finally realized he was hard against you. “Please..” you whispered as your hands found his shorts and you tried to pull them down. Gojo smirked and lifted his lips slightly. “Don’t cause a scene and I’ll fuck you..” Gojo whispered into your ear as he slowly slid himself into you. Gojo held you steady as he began to rock his hips into you. You groaned and Gojo used his left hand to pull his blindfold off, offering it to your lips. You let him put it in your mouth and around your head. As Gojo’s hand tangled into your hair he thrusted up into you. You moaned loudly and steadied yourself against his shoulders. It was dark now and you two were just shadows. Gojo got up to speed and his hand pulled your hair as he pounded up into you causing you into a fit of moans. “That’s it.. take me” he moaned out and he got lost in fucking you he forgot anyone else was out there. Nanami and Itadori both yelled “fuck.. get a room..” and a moan ripped from blushing itadori’s lips. “Well.. hmm.. d-don’t fuckin stare ya pervs…” Gojo yelled back with a moan as he found your sweet spot. You got tight around Gojo when you realized you were being watched now. Gojo moaned deeper and said “you watching me fuck her huh?” That was directed at them both. No response and Gojo went at you with all his might. You began to pant and you had his back and shoulders all scratched up trying to fight your orgasm down. Gojo thrusted sloppily and he said “now.. now cum.. For me.” Gojo moaned at the same time as you did and both of you were left riding out an orgasm that left your vision fucked up. You both were coming down from the high when Kento said “what a show you gave us Gojo..” as he appeared behind you two. Luckily the towel still covered what Gojo’s arms couldn’t. Gojo winked at his best friend and said “it’s all her she’s the star.” You smacked his chest softly with a laugh. Nanami was carrying fucked out itadori on his back. Yuji raised his head and looked at you then laid back down. “See ya tomorrow for mission briefing for the new curses that have been seen around.” Nanami said as he carried Yuji into the hotel. Gojo kissed your head And lifted you up as he stood and pulled his shorts back on with his free hand. He wrapped you in the towel, picked up your swim suit and carried you inside.

[vandroid-helsing]

You're outfits/OOTD are amazing! Whats your process of choosing each outfit, i'm curious! (Also, you look amazing without the outfit too!)

okay this turned into an advice column, but:

it’s complicated! first I check the weather. then within thirty seconds I forget what it was and check again. sometimes two or three more times.

after that, the fun begins. sometimes there's an item of clothing I've been meaning to wear for a while; sometimes I dress to match something going on in the environment that day (e.g. if it's cloudy, maybe I'll go with greys and whites, that sort of thing); or sometimes I'm like it's a Colorful Day, babyyy. it's very mood-dependent. maybe I wanna look in charge! maybe I feel like my arms look really good that day, so I pick something that'll show them off! or maybe I have a meeting where I don't want to draw attention to myself! like all forms of creativity, anything can be a launchpad if you get yourself into a habit of inspiration. it also helps to have a final visual impression to work toward: do I want to look professional, or do I want to look like a professor at Urban Fantasy University? (generally the latter, for me.)

once I have a starting point, like for example red jeans, it's a matter of assembling around that. contrast and silhouette are at the basis of style. so if a brilliant red is the start, it's easiest to pair it with very light or very dark colors. maybe a white shirt. or a light blue one. then if I'm layering (which I usually am), a third thing that will complement the other two, like a mustard yellow kimono. (just gotta be careful to avoid looking like a fast food mascot who shops at ASOS.)

if you put on a lot of color, in my opinion it's important to have one or two Big Ones and then a sort of base color. if I'm doing red jeans, a light blue shirt, and a yellow kimono, the red and yellow are the most assertive things, so I'd probably wear blue shoes. even if you don't put on a lot of color, this is still an important thing to consider: variety is important, but too much variety can make an outfit chaotic. even equal amounts of two colors can look weird without a third to balance them.

now this is where silhouette comes in. I will not look very professional in red jeans and a yellow kimono, but I will look like a wizard professor. if I wanted to look professional (as much as one can in red jeans), I'd wear a cardigan or a jacket: something with less motion. obviously I love a bit of swishiness, both literally and metaphorically, but there might be situations where that's too much.

then accessories. these help cement whatever the final impression was supposed to be. a tie, no matter how colorful, is not a statement necklace: am I feeling studious/businesslike, or am I feeling sparkly? I always wear rings, but am I putting on any big ones, or something understated? color matters here as well: with the red/yellow/blue scenario mentioned above, I'd wear a blue tie (a darker blue than the shirt). metals also matter, though more in the sense that they should match each other. as long as they match, you can do whatever.

the important thing—and this sounds like such a cliché, I'm sorry—is to have fun. I am in a better mood when I've assembled an outfit that I love, regardless of how it might actually look. taking joy in what you wear is a small thing, but it's still joy!

uhhhhhh hope that answers your question!