#Top male reader

[starboye]

back with konig and reader who's like taller and bigger than him and when i tell this man thought for sure he was a top before he saw you now he's a cat in heat desperately needing some dick

he's rubbing his ass against your crotch and teasing you so much just so you can fuck him silly and soon his little plan does work, you end up taking him to some storage closet and ravage that man

biting all over his neck while you fuck him rough, one hand wrapped around his neck while the other smacked his eyes, he was moaning like a common cock hound, tightening around you and begging for more

he just loved your big dick fucking him so deep he was willing to do anything for it after you left him weak in the legs with your load dripping from his ass in some storage closet

limping his way back to his room while getting concerning stares from his subordinates, he did spend the rest of the night jerking off to the thoughts of you calling him a cum hungry whore but who really needs to know

[xynoford]

Fucking Gi hun when he still was married. In their house, in their bedroom and their space making him arch his back and let out pretty moans that in no way his wife can recreate. Making their bed creak like it never had before. And all of a sudden his honey sweet moans and pleas are interrupted by the sound of keys jingling and the door opening. His eyes widened and he covered his mouth with his hand. You heard his wife call for him but no answer. "Guess they decided to go out" she said to herself. The walls were pretty thin. You smirked and started moving your hips once again, not hard enough to make sound but effective enough to get him to silently beg you to stop. One hand holding his waist, your free hand went to his cock and started stroking him. You could hear his wife tidying up the place in the other room. 'please-" he begged you, taking his hand off his mouth momentarily, the single word he said being interrupted by a moan. You were sure his wife couldn't hear it. Nonetheless you leaned into his ear, "you are so cute trying to muffle your moans darling" you said. "But not well enough. What if your wife hears you? What if she notices that you are being fucked by your 'best friend"? What then?" Your words him squirm in your grasp. You started pressing open mouthed kisses to his neck. You know he's sensitive there. This made his hand go from his mouth to your back, desperately trying to ground himself. He came with a loud moan, a moan the whole block let alone his wife could most definitely hear. And before he could realize his mistake you heard the footsteps of the only other person in the apartment getting closer to their bedroom.

[fungifaggot]

18+ (nsfw)

Imagine dating a superhero who breaks into your room after his nightly patrols just so he can wake you up by jerking your cock until its hard and then riding you until he finishes. Some nights he’ll stay to finish you off and fall asleep with you afterwards, but most nights he leave’s immediately after. On really busy nights he’ll finish himself off and slink back out the window before you even cum, leaving you to deal with yourself.

[tiki-was-here]

Teehee having a random fling with Bateman and secretly taking photos of him sucking on your cock, blissed out expression with tears in his eyes as he all but chokes on ur length. Then using those photos to blackmail him into becoming your personal slut. Having him do more and more degrading things like wearing a collar, being your personal maid (skimpy dress is mandatory obviously 🙄) and even wearing a cock cage to work, all the while taking photos of his debauchery.

Little do you know that although he snaps and bites at you and tells himself that he’s only doing this because he’s being blackmailed he has to will himself not to cum whenever you take out your camera. And he spends hours dolling himself up, practicing his slutty little faces in the mirror just so that he can look good for you.

[godjustkys]

your fics are AMAZING ?? actual perfection. and you write for supernatural ??? I literally check your account on a DAILY basis- and if I ever see a castiel fic on here I'm gonna scream !! pls pls pls keep doing what you're doing you LEGEND

THEME: cas really wants to please you.

CHARACTER: male reader x castiel

NOTE: literally just cas choking on your dick..

p.s. this might be my best writing yet wtf.

WARNING: choking,, eye contact,, pet names,, gagging,, blowjob,, face fucking,, pwp,, big dick!reader,, praise kink,, light dirty talk,, light corruption kink,, very light cock worship,, cas swallows.

you let out a soft hum, leaning back on your palms. castiel was on his knees, between your legs, resting his cheek on your inner thigh, looking up at you expectantly, with such cute and pleading eyes. you brought your hand up to his hair, gently carding your fingers through the dark brown locks. “whatcha lookin' at me like that for?” you asked gently, smiling down at the other. he leaned his head into your touch, like a needy cat. castiel didn't say anything as his hands leisurely moved to your crotch. you raised your eyebrows at his actions, although you let him continue.

his hands slowly fiddled with the belt, unbuckling it, all the while, he kept his eyes locked on yours. “what, you want my cock, baby?” you mumbled as castiel unbuttoned your pants and pulled the zipper down. he caught a glimpse of your clothed cock as he shifted his gaze, a small wanton groan slipping past his lips. with no second thought, castiel mouthed at your length through the fabric, his eyes closing in bliss. “oh, damn.” you breathed. where did he learn that?

“cas, come on, don't make me wait..” your voice was a bit needy, breathless. castiel shifted and sat on his heels. his teeth bit on the waistband of your boxers, pulling it down with the assistance of his hand. your mouth gaped at the sight, your palm pressing to the back of the angel's head just slightly. after freeing your length, castiel took a hold of it, giving a few slow yet firm pumps. you adjusted your position to make it more comfortable for the man in front of you.

“i'll.. make you feel good.” castiel said softly, carefully, as if he was hesitant to even speak up. “yeah, you will, you always do.” you reassured him and praised him in a single sentence, pupils blown wide with pure love and lust as the angel's tongue licked a stripe from your base to the tip, your cock hardening even more. he then kitten-licked the head once or twice, before finally wrapping his lips around the end of your cock. “ah-huh, so pretty..” you whispered, watching his every move intently.

castiel bobbed his head up and down, only sucking like an inch of your dick, looking up at you again. teasing. his actions made you grin, your breath starting to get heavy. “such a good boy, so good.” your fingers massaged his scalp gently, seemingly encouraging him. castiel was blinking slowly, his hands resting on your thighs to give him proper leverage. he let out a small hum of content, slowly but surely, with each motion of his head, he took more of you. you could feel your tip pressing to the back of his tongue at this point. “can't believe I got-” you started but paused, due to your breath stuttering, relishing in the sensation. “i got an angel of the lord sucking my dick.. the most perfect one of all, too.” you spoke lowly, watching castiel's eyebrows furrowing barely and eyes narrowing, continuing his slow ministrations. “you stay because of me, but it's my cock that makes you want to stay, isn't it?” you asked rhetorically, pushing on the back of castiel's head, making him take you deeper in his throat.

castiel's tongue pressed up, more firmly to the underside of your cock as his throat closed up, his abdomen tensing. he held himself back, not gagging. yet. your other hand moved to the side of the angel's face, thumb softly caressing his cheek. his eyes closed and he braced himself, shoving himself down as far as he could, gagging almost immediately, but holding the position. his eagerness made a flicker of surprise flash across your face, a light groan ripping itself out of your throat. “fucking hell..” you uttered, your fingers tightening in his hair, pulling his head back to ease his throat. as if on instinct, castiel made a miniscule sound of disapproval, looking at you with a look that said I'm alright, let me do it but simultaneously stop me again, I dare you.

you loosened your grip and let a smirk grace your lips, excitement and thrill coursing through your body. “thought I was too big for your pretty little mouth?” you mused as castiel started out slow again, to let himself settle down a bit. his eyelids just fluttered shut. you could tell that the gears in his head were turning, but all that he wanted at the moment was to suck you off so good, to make you forget your worries and focus on him. pulling off with a soft pop sound, castiel turned his head at an angle and his tongue licked a stripe from the tip to the base once again, this time on the side of your cock. you made a pleased sound, his lips pressing kisses back to the tip. your cock was now slick with a mix of his saliva and a bit of your own precum.

giving you no warning, castiel used a hand to steady your cock before shoving it down his throat, as much as he could possibly fit. he even sat up a bit. “ugh,, yeah angel, just like that..” you rasped out, face scrunched up as you felt the tightness of his throat against your tip. he gagged again, this time more harshly, his blinking frequent to rid himself of the tears gathering in his eyes. you admit, it was quite worrying to see him do this, but at the same time.. it was hot. it was extremely sexy and it turned you on even more, your cock twitching in his mouth. castiel felt it and he choked, his shoulders tensing. he was just about to pull his head back, but in the spur of the moment, you just held his head in place, even pushing your hips forward.

castiel groaned before he choked again, his fingers squeezing the flesh of your thighs. the sound of him choking on your dick because you're just too big for him.. it made you ecstatic. eventually, both of your hands sought solace on castiel's head. your movements started off slow, experimental even, moving your angel's head up and down, adding the movement of your hips to the mix. castiel squeezed his thighs shut, his own hard-on straining against his pants. he paid no mind to it right now. “so perfect, aren't you? letting me use your mouth as I please.” your voice was a low moan, the movements increasing in pace. his teeth accidentally grazed your length and it made you grunt, fingertips pressing to his scalp. the slick sounds, the muffled groans from castiel, the praises and sounds of pleasure leaving your lips, it all filled the defeaning silence in the room. you never thought you'd get to face fuck castiel of all people, or angels, but you sure as hell weren't complaining.

after a good minute, and castiel struggling to breathe, you gave harsh thrusts and came with a loud groan, your shoulders hunching and your entire body leaning forward, cumming inside castiel's warm mouth. you released your grip on his head entirely, leisurely sliding your hands down to castiel's face and pulling him off of your cock. his face was flushed, chest heaving and breath coming in in shorts puffs, eyes half-lidded with pleasure. his mouth hung open for a second and you caught a glimpse of your cum sliding down to the tip of his tongue. he pressed his lips together, swallowing hard. oh.

“cas.. fuck-” you breathed lowly, shifting on the bed a bit, moving to press your foot to castiel's crotch; you noticed the bulge. he whined in response, leaning into your touch as he closed his eyes and tried catching his breath. “imma fuck you so good..” you promised him, leaning down to press a kiss to his mouth.

[hellsslibrary]

I don't know if you write for this character but I'll ask anyway, sub! eita otoya 🙏🙏🙏 I luv him and I haven't seen much of him with a male reader 😭

MASTERLIST is here.

#a.n. : this was really hard to write because he's literally my least favorite character??? Sorry, not a fan of playboys and that type of character in general. But it was okay to make fun of him a little, so it's okay.

!!Warnings: dom!top!male!reader, sub!bottom!Eita, protected sex, the actual plot is that Eita is a closeted gay man and the reader brings him out of it, slow sex (not romantic, just to make his brain work harder), kind of a mixture of praise and humiliation, I'm not sure, hair pulling.

"Oh, just look at you, what a wonderful boy, huh?" you hoot, kissing Eita's temple as your hips slowly and steadily move in and out of his soaking hole.

"Shut up... Just shut up," escapes his lips as he struggles to keep any sounds from escaping his mouth as he claws at the bed linen beneath him.

A smirk grows on your lips as you watch the way his back arches to push his ass closer to you. The way his hair sticks to the sweaty back of his neck. The way his breath hitches with each thrust in just the right place.

He could say whatever he wants, but his body language wasn't lying. Oh no, he absolutely wanted this, wanted to be fucked by you, maybe more. Sure, a guy like him had dozens of girls he'd dated, dumped, cheated on, kissed flying before his eyes. All that, you know? But no, that wasn't the point, not his desire to be noticed. Not now. Right now, he just wanted to make sure you didn't notice the obvious signs of his arousal.

Like the way his precum was staining the sheets beneath him way too much. "But you like it, Eita," he winces when he hears the laugh that escapes your lips, so cruel, almost sadistic, but he knows you don't want to hurt him in any way. Well, maybe just his ego.

"Eita? I'm talking to you," you whisper, sliding your free hand into his hair, then gripping it and pulling his head back, making him let out a strangled wheeze.

His back was pressed against his chest, trying to lower himself back down, feeling the angle of your thrusts increase, but you just held him, stopping his thrusts and making sure your cock was just right.

"Are you going to answer me, doll?"

You ask in that sweet voice that would drip sugar if it were possible. Doll. What the fuck. How many girls has he called that? Probably a lot. Too much, if we're being honest.

He clenched his jaw, trying not to move, to breathe evenly, to just not look at you. Anything. Anything to avoid admitting what he didn't want.

"Something like that..." is a pathetic, almost silent word that escapes his bitten lips, and they press into a thin line when he feels your chest resonate with a giggle.

"Well, that's a small step, I guess?"

Otoya hiccups, feeling your cock start moving again, more sharply, but still just as slowly. He whimpers, throwing his head back onto your shoulder, wanting to lie down again, but you won't give him that privilege, not after he called sex with girls the best thing in the world. But the poor thing probably didn't even do it, and fed it all from sites you know what...

"I'm going to make you scream that you're gay, little one. Got it? You're going to play fucking football with your legs buckled, all the girls are going to look at you and think you're injured, but it's just your fucking guts that's been rebuilt," your lips slide over his ear, biting the lobe and pulling it down just a little, soothing the bite with your tongue.

Your eyes immediately light up when you see his hand reluctantly reaching for his cock, which is practically dripping from your actions. His walls are breaking down, the closet doors are opening wider and someday the whole fucking world is going to know about it. And you're going to be the reason for that.

[vrtvyg]

Guess who's back!

König x popular reader.

Half asked drabble, minimum NSFW. Male reader.

Being bullied when he was young, König usually can pick out the type he wants to stay away from. Could he fold a man in half with one arm? of course, but sometimes that old old fear gets to him and he'd rather just back away.

He hates the loud, popular and obnoxious type, who picks on their friends, shouting for the whole bar to hear, being overly flirty with the bar tender while a equally bitchy gal is under their arm.. Reminds him of the boys who'd bang on the stall door when he his in the school bathrooms...

Thats why he stays in the corner of the bar, glaring at Reader, who fits the exact description of the people he hates. A tall, built, and very cocky man cursing and laughing.

Blah blah blah, Reader walks over to König and flirts with him, Kö thinks it's some cruel joke, until he ends in Reader's bed, getting fucked like never before.

I just need angry and insecure König.

[valentine-cafe]

Hello! Could I please get a strawberry shortcake?

Thinking about amab!reader and Rishen just casually hanging out in reader's apartment but for whatever reason, Rishen needs to bend over to get something only for reader to catch a peek of her thong as she's doing so.

Cue reader not-so-subtly glancing at her and making moves, his touches lingering and just overall trying to get Rishen to take the hint that he finds her really sexy👀

— 🫀 anon

˖⁺. “ he had those 'fuck me' eyes ! ” : 

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you're over at his dorm when you notice his little surprise for you under his skirt - let's just say, you're all the more willing to accept his gift. with a few of your own. 

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Why would the world do this to you? Present such a pretty boy with pretty eyes and a pretty ass Then put him so far out of your reach! And even better yet - make him oblivious as hell.

Rishen's red and black checked skirt hikes as he places a plate full of snacks on the coffee table. What a tease to your eyes indeed. They trace down his figure. Fall at his thighs. So bare - open —

And what does he do despite the catch in gaze? He smiles. That's all. Curls his lips at the corners in that pretty, infuriating way as he takes seat beside you on the sofa.

"You doing alright? I'm here now. Sorry for the wait."

What more should you expect? A part of you wonders when he'll pull his head from the clouds. Then again, you find his clueless eyes all the more attractive. Or perhaps he isn't clueless. Perhaps he is coy. Playing around with your poor, yearning self.

Fuck this. "I just. . ." Your hand wanders to her fabric-coated thigh. The skirt crinkles under your fingers. You wish it was around her waist as you pulled her back onto whatever movements you so deemed for the evening.

Focus. You haven't even gotten more than a kiss as of yet.

"Really like this skirt of yours. See you in it so often but it's a charm every time." Fingers flex into his thigh. All the beautiful nerd does is smile at you more. Tilt his head so that curls kiss his shoulder. Those affectionate eyes will be the death of you.

"That so? I've seen your eyes on it." Finally, some kind of acknowledgement. You suck in a breath and then sigh out deeply. Another chuckle etches from your throat and you rub your palm along the plump flesh.

Coy it is then. Rishen knows exactly what he does to you. It's in the way that he doesn't move away. In the way that he gives her thigh a little bounce. The way that he bats those pretty lashes at you.

Oh, it's more than coy.

It's brattish.

Two can play at that game. Your fingers tease the hem and slip beneath. They find his soft thigh once more. This time with your thumb to stroke along the inner. "Then you know what I'm after, huh?" A sly index sneaks into the fabric of his thong. Curls and snaps it back to him. What a pretty shudder he gifts you.

"Was wondering when you'd see it. . ."

Bodies move like clockwork. He turns to face you and braces a hand on your shoulder. Your own dives between his thighs and cups over his clothed dick. Damn that fabric. You slither your fingers through the gap with ease and cup at your prize.

He groans low. Bingo. "All for me baby? Should have showed me earlier." Your lips fall to his on instinct. Your thumb finds familiarity in one of your favourite veins. You massage over the indent and swallow his hushed whines.

His fingers lick at the back of your hair. So you crane your neck down further to kiss him harder. Tongue and teeth meet while your hand continues its work. So effortlessly jerking at his dick hardening in the palm of your hand. You miss this feeling. Miss it as though you don't find yourself in this position every week.

Hands withdraw. You catch the backs of his thighs and suck on his pierced tongue as you shove him back into the sofa. There it is. Your rightful spot between his legs.

Your hand stutters on his cock. Trails up after a few jerky strokes to swirl your thumb on his pierced tip. "Look at it baby. He's already leaking."

All he can do is nod shakily. Spill his moans and toss his head back with small bucks of his hips.

"Please, mi amor." How pretty he whines. "Don't you like my gift? Gimme more."

He bites his lip and so you kiss his tip. Chuckle lowly as you slip the flashy underwear all the way down after they catch on your teeth.

"Hands on my hair baby. Let me be grateful for a moment." You grin up at him. Before your mouth occupies itself with his pleasure.

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[dao-afterdark]

oubaitori

(n.) the idea that people, like flowers, bloom in their own time and in their own individual ways.

warning(s): male!reader, reader is straight (for now), brief mention of financial abuse, assholey behavior, threats, queer themes.

a/n: finally i have something to post on here! i was having such a hard time trying to figure out what to do, but i think i got something now. thank you @sooniebby for offering to help, and being one of my main big inspirations to even make a blog like this. here → is wei’s little bio if you’re curious! this is technically supposed to be a drabble, or an intro to what i’m attempting to create! please enjoy 🙏🏼.

Life’s full of surprises; some good, some bad, some marvelous, and some downright ugly.

You fled your parents house the moment you were able too; freeing yourself from the shackles of financial abuse and the stifling atmosphere.

One of your friends from high school, Cody, had a friend who had enough room for you to live at, and you took the opportunity without hesitation.

Normally you wouldn’t stay with a complete stranger, but you’re desperate, plus you’re sure you can handle yourself.

You arrive at the address that was sent to you and raise your fist, but the door swings open before it can make contact with the wood.

There stands a distraught and disheveled young man, a college student like you, you guessed. His fair skin was flushed from emotion, and his eyes were wet and wild.

“Uh.. Are you Wei…?” you ask hesitantly.

The man’s expression suddenly sours, his dark eyes narrowing in on you, lips curled into a sneer. “Who are you?”

The accusatory tone has you blinking, gobsmacked, but annoyance quickly begins to brew in your gut. You open your mouth to defend yourself when another voice from inside cuts in. It’s nice on the ears, but twinged with vexation.

“Yo…”

From behind the defensive man comes another man, his black curls wild and partially tangled, torso bare minus the barbell’s that adorn his nipples- something you stared at for far longer than you should’ve- and the robe that’s barely hanging onto him. He’s barefooted and wearing fuzzy, Hello Kitty pajama bottoms.

“…What’re you still doing here? Didn’t I tell you to leave already?”

From that statement alone, you knew pretty quickly what the situation had to be.

“Who’s he? Another person you’re toying with?” spits the irked man, glaring with betrayal at the man you assume is Wei, his thumb directed at you.

Wei rolls his eyes, a smile full of exasperation on his face. “Respectfully, get the fuck outta my house. You’re not my boyfriend, you freak.”

“Fuck you, Wei!”

“I’m good. I had my fill,” Wei throws back with a careless shrug.

“You’ll regret this..”

The heartbroken man then shoves into you as he storms off in a fury, the gate rattling and clanging as it’s slammed shut. It makes your ears hurt.

Some regret and agitation floods in your system.

Wei then draws your attention, pinching his chin with his thumb and fore finger, squinting at you. “Sorry about that, but uh, who are you? I don’t think we’ve fucked before…?”

You balk at his words, heat rising in your face. You defensively sputter out, “W-What?! No! We’ve never met before!”

“Oh! Sooo who are you exactly then?” Wei asks, leaning casually against the doorframe with his arms crossed, studying you with curious garnet eyes.

“I’m supposed to be your new roommate? I’m sure Cody mentioned me?” you explained, a little frustrated and flustered.

Realization eventually floods Wei’s face. “…OH! Cody’s friend! Shit that’s today!? Fuck, I’m sorry dude! Here come in!”

He rushes back inside the house and a hefty sigh leaves your lips, uncertainty clouding your mind.

Great. It seems like your roommate is a playboy of sorts. Hopefully that drama doesn’t trickle into your life…

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[moonjellysfeast]

A Fine Catch - Arthur

cw; noncon, monsterfucking, afab arthur, i needed to get my boy preggers, mild gore, you tear his limbs off, tbh real fucked up if you think about it, so don't think about it, mind break, implied sex after birth. Oh also he/it's for reader and I switch 2nd and 3rd pov.

Monster darling who tears Arthur's limbs off when he first hunts him down, taking the bloodied half-alive body back to its den. Arthur assumes he'll be eaten until the thing that's captured him sticks its snout-thing in between his legs, sniffing at his groin until the friction draws out the boy's juices. Darling licks at the spot before tearing away Arthur's clothes with its teeth, it licks the now exposed hole, putting direct pressure on the poor boy's clit. Darling suddenly climbs on top of Arthur and presses his dick against the woozy boy's damp pussy, thrusting in as far as he can go. It wastes no time in caring for Arthur's comfort, digging claws into his hips to keep a better hold as it thrusts deeper into him. He squirms as much as he can but without his limbs and with the blood loss, he can't do much more than cry out, pretty tears streaking down his face as the pleasure of the monster's cock hitting deep in his stomach drowns out the pain and the fear. Soon he spasms on your huge girth, screaming at the top of his lungs as the tightness just barely slows your thrusts. As the movement becomes more and more overstimulating to him, the monster only moves faster, soon aided by the lubrication of his orgasmic fluids. Just as he's about to pass out he feels his womb flood with thick semen, triggering another orgasm from him as he loses consciousness. However, when he wakes up, something is different, his body hurts and he feels cold and empty. That is until you bumble into the den and partially rest on his smaller body, using your mouth to stuff meat off your catch into his mouth, soothing the cold and the pain. Once he finishes eating, you mount him again, using the cum that still oozed from his sweet pussy to easily slide back in. It only takes a few days for routine to form, Arthur wakes up to a slobbery lick up his chest, opens his mouth for food and sleepily lets you shove a meal down his throat. The meal gives him just enough time to wake up before he pushes his hips up as best he can, spreading the stumps of thigh he still has to present his puffy hole to you, already slicked with juice from your mere presence. You gladly accept the invitation, humping his sloppy pussy and refilling it with as much semen as his womb can hold. He usually passes out during the process, sometimes waking up in a new position with your cock still pressed into his pussy. All he could think about was pleasure, everything else lost meaning. By the time he went into labor he barely remembered how to form words. The pups were fairly small and so did not cause him much stress to birth, in fact, as soon as they were clean, he spread his thighs and looked up at you with tear stricken eyes, babbling out a half formed sentence to politely request you fill him right back up.

[scap34]

Thinking about Yandere!Mafia boss

warning: sex, degradation, feminization, slight exhibitionism

Yandere!Mafia boss who fell in love with you at first sight. He can’t even remember the day, only the sight of you. From that instant, his once-meaningless existence found its purpose: you. Nothing else mattered. Your presence became his singular focus, an addiction. It didn’t matter if you didn’t see it like that. You’d come to understand that you two were meant to be.

Yandere!Mafia boss who stalks you to your work and college. Who gets pissed when anyone talks to you. Your friends, colleagues, professors and even cashiers. You’re his, so why were you even looking at others?

Yandere!Mafia boss who breaks into your apartment just to steal your clothes. Taking pictures of all the things you like so he could fill your new room in his house with things you liked.

Yandere!Mafia boss who kidnapped you claiming to give you a better life. Sick of watching you work and struggle, he took you back to his place. It didn’t matter if he had to drug you. It was for your own good.

Yandere!Mafia boss who insists that you have to obey him and never leave him, even when he is on his knees massaging your legs willingly after you made a comment about how they were numb.

Yandere!Mafia boss who acts tough and aggressive only to wither under your frown like a disobedient puppy. Practically begging for your forgiveness as he hesitantly tried to please you by offering money, and insisting he you give you anything you wanted as long as you weren’t mad at him.

Yandere!Mafia boss who bursts into your room at night, demanding that you pay him back for his generosity using your body, only to stiffen and cower as you agree.

Yandere!Mafia boss who is clueless about sex, awkwardly stripping, showing off his well defined chest and heavy pecs. Sitting on the edge of the bed, like a trembling virgin.

Yandere!Mafia boss who you have to coax to come close and for all his arrogance and bravado cums the minute you touch his cock. Face flushing red as he pressed his thighs together, trying to hide the stickiness.

Yandere!Mafia boss who can’t help but whine when you kiss him throughly, breath hitching when you play with his chest. Nodding obediently when you tell him you’re going to fuck him instead.

Yandere!Mafia boss who whines prettily turning his face away when you call him pretty, and coo about how big his tits are. It shouldn’t turn him on, but he can’t help but feel warm and fuzzy at your words.

Yandere!Mafia boss who eagerly spreads his ass cheeks so you can fuck his cute pussy. Showing off his twitching pink hole he already prepped, trembling as he tried to see if you were pleased. Crying out when your cock entered him, and cumming immediately form the fullness.

Yandere!Mafia boss who lets you manhandle him into different positions, as you fuck him into incoherency. Drawn out whines of your name and sobbing leaving his kiss swollen red lips when you fuck his tight hole.

Yandere!Mafia boss who cry when you degrade him, calling him a slut for breaking into your room and smelling your clothes. And calling him a pathetic whore for begging for a cock in his pussy. He begs and sobs for forgiveness as you ask who else fucked his tight pussy. Sobbing that’s he’s only a slut for you as he clings to your body pressing his tits against you trying to distract you.

Yandere!Mafia boss who love how sweet you are during aftercare, clinging to you like a desperate puppy, begging you to fuck his wet pussy again.

Yandere!Mafia boss who’d let you fuck him anywhere. Too desperate for your approval to deny you, even as you fuck him during a video call meeting. Let you paint his face with cum, eagerly licking it off to taste you. Sitting on your cock during meetings, only to stay after every one has left so you could fuck his swollen pussy.

Yandere!Mafia boss who claim your nothing but a toy only to run to you and kneel and beg for your attention and approval. Letting you punish him however you wanted, loving it when you call princess and your pretty girl.

Yandere!Mafia boss who’s so in love with you they’d do anything for you. Acting more like a content pet than a dominant leader. Looking at you with hearts in his eyes. All hazy and adoring, making you feel high off his love. He only got more addicted to you when you acted mean, showing what kind of cruel person lay under your nice facade.

GOJO, TOJI, SUKUNA, WRIOTHESLEY, GHOST, ZORO, BEELZEBUB, MAMMON, JIYAN, CALCHIRO, KÖNIG, and anyone else you like <3

[godjustkys]

Omg, I swear it’s impossible to find people who write anything male reader with Friends characters.

Anyway, if possible could you do both sfw and nsfw headcanons for Chandler Bing. Absolutely no rush 🙏

THEME: headcanons!! SFW & NSFW

CHARACTER: male reader x chandler bing

NOTE: i love coming up with headcanons for silly characters such as chandler 😖

p.s. actually short.. my bad D:

WARNING: NSFW THEMES AHEAD.

SFW

- he LOVES physical affection; it is very easy to distract him with it. mention cuddles and my dude drops everything and is immediately clinging onto you.

- because chandler is dating a guy, his sarcasm goes into overdrive. gets snarky with you, mocks you in pure playful banter.

- when you think he is not looking, he is. he absolutely is. he notices things you don't even know, he's so attentive.

- smokes cigarettes in secret. sometimes, significantly less than he used to. usually he forgets to because you have his entire attention.

- chandler was thoroughly convinced that he'll somehow mess everything up with you. he didn't let his worry show. talked about it with joey, actually got useful advice and used it. your relationship has improved since then!

- SUBTLE PDA ONLY. rests his hand on your knee completely absentmindedly, fixes your clothes or hair, whispers little quips in your ear to loosen you up in a serious situation.

- if you two ever got married, he'd cry. So fucking hard. And make self-deprecating jokes about it while saying his vows.

- might've or might've not googled an "am I gay" quiz when he first had a thought about finding you attractive.

- isn't as romantic as he makes himself out to be. dates, surprises, those kinds of things he does, it's just.. he makes them unintentionally awkward or messes something up somehow, even if it's miniscule.

- an absolute klutz. clumsy as HELL. constantly bumping into corners, stubbing his toes, running into doors while trying to open them, dropping things he's holding, accidentally ripping a magazine, etc. etc. After each thing he comes to complain to you, secretly seeking your comfort.

- pretends he hates being babied but it makes him feel so loved. so needed. so fucking worthy.

NSFW

- pathetic during sex. like seriously. he's so desperate and needy for you, practically chanting your name during sex. extremely impatient, too.

- very very big on foreplay. totally not because he's insecure and wants to know that you actually want him..

- loses it and dies laughing if something happens during sex. for example if you fumbled a move, or accidentally lose your balance. though quite easy to get him back on track.

- is extremely open to new things. he's far more adventurous than you had anticipated.

- loves your hand stroking him or your mouth on his cock. especially your mouth.

- somnophilia. wants you to wake him up by shoving your cock inside him or groping him.

- is a switch but he has a thing for feeling weak, losing control. mostly submissive.

- talks too much, until he can't.

- whines, whimpers, moans, groans, grunts, all of the above.

- always keeps his eyes on your hands and what they do. Especially if you're stroking both of your cocks? yeah, he's leaking precum already.

- loves it when you mess with his legs. marking them, gripping them, kissing them.. JUST UGH.

- has post nut clarity. especially if he talked dirty. “why the fuck would I say that?” - his usual reaction, usually grumbling it into the pillow.

- sex cannot be.. vanilla with him. it's always messy, sloppy, hard, filthy.

- totally gets off on being told what to do. you could say “stay still” and dude's a statue.

- CHOKING KINK ALERT!!! he has moved your hand to his throat too many times to count. kinda ashamed when he hears himself gasping, but focuses on you again in a matter of seconds.

[eatingoutmen]

The thought of having a calm and smart boyfriend as your partner. His composed demeanor was something people really loved about him. The way he’s so calculated and focused makes you fall even harder for him. The hard part was when people think that he’s the top in the relationship. It was fine for you at first, people assume stuff all the time after all. But it escalated so fast when rumors spread like wild fire, rumors of you getting pounded by your boyfriend, it was insane. And the worst part about is that he was so cocky and bragged about it, saying that it’s true. He looked over to you and gave you a smirk and walks away. You stood there as you chuckled to yourself, he was gonna regret all about it soon…

And here he was, moaning so desperately and loud as you thrust your cock deep inside him, his legs spread open as his hands gripped the sheets below. You chuckled mockingly seeing his cock leaked with pre-cum. You stared into his gaze, those lust-filled eyes he had, you couldn’t but be drawn in by his moans, his voice like a siren’s call that was impossible to resist. “Aww, what’s wrong, gorgeous? Thought you said you can take this?” You teased, your voice a mixture of desire and dominance as you gripped his waist, your nails digging into his skin which caused him to let out a needy whimper.

You chuckled mockingly seeing him struggle to form coherent words to respond to your taunts towards him. You smiled in amusement seeing him so submissive all for you, it was pathetic but a lovely sight to see. You continued on moving in a fast and rough pace as he threw his head back against the pillows.“Ah- I-I’m sorry! Please!…” He slurs out as his breath quickened, as he gripped the sheets tightly. His body arching for more of your touch as his legs instinctively wrap around your waist tightly. “Say it louder, sweetheart…” You whispered, as you continued to abuse that sweet spot of his with your cock. He lets out loud and desperate moans as his tears welled up from his eyes.

“I-I’m sorry… s-sorry… mph! Sorry, sir!...” He sobs loudly as he squirms under the sheets. The head board of the bed rocked loudly against the wall as it mingled with his moans of pleasure. “That’s it, my love, such a good boy you are for me…” You whispered softly, as you thrusted your cock deep inside him, you felt his walls clenching around you as your dick continued to abuse that sweet spot inside of him. “Mph… fuck! Oh, God… feels so good sir, feels so good! Let me cum, sir… please!” He begged, as he looked at you with those puppy eyes he had, his gaze filled with submission and need. “Shh, it’s okay, pretty boy… Go ahead, cum for me…” You whispered softly as you continued to thrust your cock deep inside him. He lets out loud moans as he felt the tip of your dick hitting his sweet spot.

You continued to thrust your dick inside of him, with one final movement. You groaned as your nails dug through his waist deeply till you came inside of him. Completely giving him his craving desire as you watch his body convulse and the way his cock spurted out cum all over his stomach and moaned your name out loudly. His walls hugging your cock tighter as you filled him with your seed, you were both breathing heavily as you chuckled breathlessly seeing him squirm and pull out, you instinctively pulled him close as you tilted your head and met his gaze. "Who said we were done, gorgeous?" you said, as you chuckled seeing his eyes widened in surprise and lets out a needy whine. A shit eating grin played on your lips, "Come on, baby, you can take it right? I know you can cum for me again..."

[pastelclovds]

thinking about short top x tall bottom relationships

your partner’s friends believe that just because you were two feet shorter than him: that it would obviously mean that you would be the one taking it in the relationship. how could you blame those meatheads when your boyfriend was everything a stereotypical dominant man was “supposed” to be. muscles that could be compared to Greek gods, good looks, possessing a constant stern and confident attitude, and he had a successful career that made him good money.

your lover didn’t try to deny the accusations. probably too embarrassed to admit the truth. you had to hide your smirk when you saw your bf trying desperately to change the subject. looking tense and flustered as his gaze shifted from his hands to you to his friends. it wasn’t until you dropped his friends off and were now alone with him in your car that his mask finally cracked. before he could say a word, you place the palm of your hand on top of his shaking leg. dangerously close to his clothed pelvis. his breathe hitched when he meet your eyes. they were smug and hungry.

at that moment he knew it didn’t matter what excuses he spewed out. you were going to show him who was really in charge. he couldn’t help blood rushing south as his mind started fantasizing about what you were planning for him.

you grin devilishly when you catch sight of his cock straining against his dress pants. oh you were going to have so much fun breaking him.

. . . . . . . . . . . .

“oh! oh yeah— fuck! faster please please!”

you’ve seen many beautiful things in your life. but the sight of your lover presenting his bare ass for you to rail as he sobbed out your name like a prayer definitely topped them all. he let out choked moans when your cock continuously hits his prostate. his grip on the pillows rival that of a vice as his tears wet the covers. he thrusts back against your cock to the best of his ability as the bruising grip you had on his waist prevented him from moving the lower half of his body. forcing him to stay still and take it.

you let out a shaky breath as you gazed down at the so called ‘master in the sheets’. now a pathetic, beautiful mess as his tight hole took you in. just the sight of his tear stained face and velvety ass was enough to almost make you spill inside him. you increase the pace of your hips. your sweat slicked balls slapping against your lover’s ass as the volume of his moans and cries increased. the clap of your bf’s ass meeting your pelvis filled you with pride as you couldn’t resist the temptation of slapping his cheek. his hole tightened significantly around you.

“haha. guess your friends were wrong about you, lovely. was this what you wanted? embarres me so i can show you who you really belonged to? hmm?” you lower your torso as you teased him by slowly grinding against his sweet spot. he raised his head to look up at you.

“i’m yours. always make me feel good. go faster again please. i’m close, ‘m sorry— ah!”

your pace returns to rough and quick as soon as the words left his pretty mouth. “good boy- hah- cum for me,” you breathlessly command him. he followed your orders instantly, biting his pillow cover to muffle his pathetic sob as his cock spilled white on the sheets.

his climax triggered yours, you sigh as you fill him with warmth. you knew that this wasn’t going to be the last round, so you rest on top of your lover’s back until he gave you the ‘okay’ to continue. you could feel his chest rise and fall as he tries to catch his breath. if you weren’t paying attention intensely, you would’ve missed the breathless “i love you” he told you.

you cover his sweat coated back in soft kisses, you couldn’t even reach his neck, “i love you too, gorgeous,” you whisper back. you bite back a groan when he started grinding against your cock, signaling that he was ready for round two.

you loved destroying stereotypes.

ur fav tall af characters <3

[carnalcrows]

MEOW - PARK MIN-SU

pairing: min-su x top male reader

synopsis: min-su reminds you of a cat- so you decide to put your theory to the test.

content warnings: 18+, bottom min-su, spit used as lube, full nelson, semi-public sex, mentions of a threesome

word count: 1.1k

The oppressive atmosphere of the living quarters was suffocating, with the grim reality of the games pressing down on everyone. Yet, in the dim, flickering light, your gaze kept wandering to Minsu.

He sat curled up on his bunk, arms wrapped tightly around his knees, his eyes darting nervously at every sudden noise. He flinched when someone raised their voice, shrinking into himself like he wanted to disappear.

A scaredy cat, you thought. And the more you watched him, the more the comparison fit. His skittish demeanor, the way he seemed to seek small, hidden spaces, and even the soft, plaintive looks he gave when he thought no one was watching.

The idea stuck with you, an unexpected distraction from the horrors of the games.

Lights out came, and as the dormitory descended into uneasy silence punctuated by muffled whispers, you slipped off your bunk. Moving carefully to avoid the patrolling guards, you made your way to the dingy bathroom where Minsu had retreated earlier.

The flickering bulb overhead cast a pale glow across the cracked tiles. You found him near the sinks, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed, head ducked as if he were trying to make himself smaller.

“Minsu,” you called softly.

He jumped, almost slipping on the damp floor. “What—what are you doing here?” he hissed, his voice barely above a whisper.

“Relax,” you said, raising your hands in mock surrender. “I just wanted to check on you. You seem... tense.”

He frowned, his expression somewhere between confusion and suspicion. “Why do you care?”

“Because,” you said, stepping closer, “you remind me of something.”

His brow furrowed. “What?”

“A cat.”

His reaction was immediate—his face flushed red, and he stammered, “A c-cat? Are you serious? Why would you—”

You grinned, leaning casually against the sink next to him. “Yeah. A scaredy cat, to be exact.”

Minsu’s mouth opened and closed like he was trying to come up with a retort but couldn’t find one. His flustered expression was too good to resist.

“See?” you teased, stepping closer, watching his ears go pink. “You even look like one when you’re embarrassed.”

“I—I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he muttered, looking everywhere except at you.

“Sure you don’t,” you said, tilting your head. “But I think there’s one way to prove my theory.”

Before he could ask, you leaned in, your lips brushing his in a fleeting, deliberate motion. Minsu froze, his wide eyes meeting yours as his breath hitched.

For a moment, he stayed like that—still, hesitant. But then something shifted. His hands gripped the front of your shirt tightly, and he pressed back, his lips warm and insistent against yours.

What started as cautious quickly turned messy. His lips moved clumsily against yours, a mix of eagerness and inexperience, and you couldn’t help but smile into the kiss. You tilted his chin slightly, deepening it, and he let out a muffled sound of surprise that sent a shiver down your spine.

The kiss grew hungrier, his breathing ragged as he pulled you closer, fingers clutching at your shirt like he couldn’t bear the idea of letting go. Your hands found his waist, steadying him as he leaned into you, his back brushing against the cold, tiled wall.

Minsu let out a soft, breathy whine as you nipped at his bottom lip, and you couldn’t resist teasing him. “You sound like—”

“Don’t,” he interrupted, but his flushed face and half-lidded eyes betrayed him.

You pressed your lips to the corner of his mouth, trailing down to his jaw, and that’s when you heard it—a soft, low vibration.

You froze for a moment, pulling back just enough to meet his eyes. “Are you... purring?”

Minsu blinked at you, his face turning impossibly red. “No! I—I’m not!”

But the sound was undeniable, a steady hum coming from his chest.

“Oh my god,” you said, grinning so wide your cheeks hurt. “You’re actually purring.”

His hands flew to his face, muffling a groan of embarrassment. “You’re the worst,” he mumbled, the vibration still faintly audible.

“And you’re adorable,” you countered, leaning in to kiss him again, this time slower, savoring the way he melted against you.

Your hands slowly went to the hem of his sweatpants, tugging on the strap. He yelped at the friction, wide eyes looking up at you.

“Do you want to do this? I can stop if you give me the word,” you stated, to which he said nothing for a moment, before he brought his lips to yours once more. 

Taking that as a sign to continue, you pulled down his sweatpants and boxers with one firm tug, revealing his aching cock.

You flicked the tip, making the other man let out a small squeal.

Cute.

He steadied himself by placing his hands on your shoulders, as you lifted him up onto the sink. Your hand travelled past his length to his hole, that was twitching around nothing. 

Two of your fingers went towards his face, prodding at his lips. “Suck.”

Minsu complied, meekly letting your digits into his mouth, swirling them around with his tongue. The sight alone made you hard. You wondered how his mouth would feel around your–

Soon, you removed your fingers and placed them at his hole, slowly sliding one finger in. Minsu gasped at the intrusion, his hands gripping onto your shoulders much tighter than before.

You slid another digit into his hole, then another– three fingers were gently pumping in and out of his hole. Your other hand was covering his mouth. As much as you wanted to hear his pretty sounds, you didn’t want to risk a guard barging in.

Once you felt that he was fully prepped, you removed your own sweatpants and boxers, before removing your fingers from his entrance and replacing them with your hard cock.

“This might hurt just a little bit,” you whispered in his ear, before slowly sliding the head in. Minsu gasped, the sudden intrusion doing wonders to his brain. He had never felt this full.

You on the other hand, let out a low groan. ‘He must be a virgin,’ you thought. You had never fucked anyone this…tight.

You gently bottomed out into him, whispering sweet nothings into his ear to calm him down. You lifted him up from the sink, and held him in a full nelson, before starting to thrust into him. 

The new angle was making your cock hit his prostate with every thrust. His eyes rolled to the back of his head, and he let out a loud moan. Your other hand hand gone to his waist to hold him upright.

You fucked into him like a wild animal, savouring his every sound. Logical reasoning had flown out the window a long time ago, you were going to die anyway.

“Fuck–I’m cumming, please–,”Minsu rasped out, to which you only sped up your thrusts.

“So good f’me baby, that’s it–”

The bathroom door opened.

“Minsu my boy! Better vote O tomorrow– What the fuck.”

“...”

“...Can I join?”

“No.”

© carnalcrows on tumblr. Please do not steal my works as I spend time and and I take genuine effort to do them.

[reschatzi]

MDNI, 18+ | TOP!READER | DEGRADATION KINK

A pretty sub’s legs wrapped around you, whining pathetically. Their fingers intertwine with yours, grip tight to ground themselves to the feeling of your dick stretching them out. One of your hands lock around their throat, squeezing the air out of them as you fuck your aching cock back into their tight hole. They’re so wet, their pretty entrance slick with cum and lube.

“Please.. fuck, m-more—” They look at you all teary-eyed as they choke out their meek words through a sob, thinking you care about a stupid, little doll that you can break and repair whenever you want. “You want more, huh? Such a needy whore,” Their walls seize up, bed groaning from the relentless pounding, “Fuck, greedy slut. You liked that.”

On shaky thighs, they try to meet your thrusts. “Wait, ah, mmmng, slow down-” Oh, but the both of you know they don’t mean that. It’s their own form of asking for you to continue bullying your dick into their pulsating heat. Their sweet cries fill the room, clenching down on you tightly which triggers your orgasm rather quickly. Hips stuttering as your cum fills their hole until it’s leaking past your cock. You glance to their face, panting harshly, and the expression they wear makes you impossibly harder. So fucked out but they need more and more until you turn them into your pretty, dumb toy.