#anyways y'all always give me good advice so fuck it

[hollandorks]

always asking for advice on here like it's fucking twitter or something but

any advice on getting & staying motivated to exercise???

when I'm working I just get home and want to curl up on the couch but then by the time the weekend comes I just want to read or go do things with my husband and family

[bitchimasnake-sss]

YOUR YUJI FIC WAS SO YUMMY 😳 I would love a part 2 if you’re ever up for writing it! 🥹

GUESS WHO'S BACK FROM THE FUCKING DEAD. ME. ME. I AM BACK AAAAAAAAAAAAAGH (im sorry i just missed writing). well, anyways, with me comes the power of horny <3

ps: this took me fucking four days to write and i don't even think it's good 😭😭 writers block is a bitch

🧸learning some lessons ft. yuuji itadori!

continuation of my previous fic "teaching some lessons", so, i suggest read that first to ensure you're fully immersed into the horny storyline. set-up: yuuji itadori. the quarterback, the guy you're giving "sex ed" lessons, and ofcourse, the brother of your childhood best friend sukuna. what could ever go wrong with this combination? nothing, i hope? warnings: contains nsfw concepts such as yuuji's first time, overstimulation, penetration, a bit of porn logic. and as always, sukuna, nobara and megumi are fucking menaces. stay blessed y'all, and minors DO NOT INTERACT I WILL FIND YOU AND HUNT YOUR ASSES. [ALSO A LITTLE BIT OF TOJI AND GOJO SLANDER IM SORRY] wc: 6.4k porn with A LOT of plot [like 70% plot im sorry]

"dude." megumi's usual nonchalant demeanor had faded in a matter of seconds. now, each of his drawled out words had a certain twinge of dread, "this is actually fucking insane."

"hm?" the pink-haired quarterback didn't even bother to dignify his best friend's statement with a proper answer. he was too busy rapidly pressing the controls, trying to get the shots right.

but megumi's hand had gone slack, the controller barely held limply in his palm. he turned to stare down the forementioned pink-headed idiot. he repeated himself, "yuuji."

"gumi—" yuuji hissed back, "we're losing, fucking focus."

"you just told me that you're fucking sukuna's best friend. her." megumi deadpanned, "the only thing i need to focus on is arranging your funeral."

yuuji hissed through his teeth as his player got shot right in the head and a definitive 'GAME OVER' flashed all across the tv screen. he sunk backwards into the comfortable couch at the fushiguro household. megumi shifted backwards too, slumping next to his best friend with a resigned sigh.

the house was eerily quiet, save for the sounds of the background score of the game playing in the background. yuuji knew tsumiki was out shopping with her friends, and gojo was out annoying the hell out of someone or the other (possibly, coach nanamin). who else was to be considered in the fushiguro household? toji fushiguro? he was an enigma. he came when he felt like and left just as soon. a model poster boy for giving people daddy issues, yuuji presumed.

"have i told you your couch is super nice?" yuuji asked as he stared at the overhead lighting before sweeping his gaze over the modern living room.

"multiple times."

the quarterback snorted, "you remember the time i got drunk—"

"—and tried to take the couch home. yes, i do. i also remember the time sukuna chased you with a knife cause you took his last pack of cheetos. imagine what he would do when you take his best friend."

yuuji pouted, giving megumi a side-eye he couldn't miss, "you're no fun."

"be for fucking real." the raved head sat up, turning towards yuuji at lightning speed. his eyes squinted in scrutiny, "you're the one making idle chit-chat as if sukuna isn't gonna kill you the moment he finds out what you and her have been up to."

"yeah but—" yuuji sighed, rubbing his palms against his face slowly, "is it really that big of a deal? i mean, it's just a few lessons here and there. it's not like she likes me or something—"

"—yeah, she probably won't. ever. considering she called you her little brother."

"oh, fuck off, gumi. that was when we were five."

"just pointing down the obvious."

"i knew i should have told nobara about the situation. she would have given much better advice."

"kugisaki would have laughed at you so hard, she would have cried." megumi got up, probably to get some more chips. as he left, he quipped over his shoulder, "you're catching feelings for someone who doesn't have that kind of interest in you, itadori. you will end up looking like an idiot at the end. and possibly dead."

well, maybe megumi fushiguro had a point. but that point was so goddamn hard to see with your thighs pressed on either sides of his face.

🧸lesson 04: maybe making girls cry is okay sometimes

"mhm- ngh oh my god. yuu." yuuji placed his tongue flat against your pulsating clit. you bucked into his face, pressing his mouth messily to your hot core as you showered him in breathless praises.

nobody was home. kuna was probably gonna be home later at night and so, you both had decided his room as the venue for your next 'lesson'.

you weren't even sure which numbered orgasm it was at this point. and you weren't sure if you even existed anymore outside of yuuji and his face and his tongue and yuuji.

red, hot need ran it's course through your body as the jock manhandled you. his calloused palms pulled your jerking hips downwards to steady them and then, pulled you hastily towards himself. yur jaw fell open, going slack at the torturous stimulation yuuji had the audacity to hum in approval when you momentarily went slack under him.

"yuuji, yuuji. yuu. pl-please please- stop. st-" tears pricked at your eyes as you called out his name in a futile attempt to get him to stop. your hands bunched at his sweaty locks, pushing and pulling to get his wicked tongue on your sensitive cunt to ease up.

but the jock was unforgiving.

his tongue dipped within you, your muscles contracting and spasming against his pretty face as his nose dug deeper against your clit. his tongue was fast, delving in and out of you methodically as you bucked and keened under his touches. the salty tears fell down your cheeks.

"yuu—" you mumbled in a weak voice and he finally looked up so as to assess the damage.

"hm?" his mouth finally parted from yours, messy and sticky.

and when yuuji looked up at you, he was sure this is the last sight he would see before he was condemned to hell for the rest of eternity. your eyes were watery, lips swollen and quivering. you could barely keep your vision straight before you clenched your eyes shut and tried to pry him off of yourself.

so fucking pretty that it made him ache. and that only pushed him to kiss inner thigh and lick a soft stripe up your gushing cunt, getting back to what he was previously doing.

"fuck fuck fuc— yuu, no. no more. p-plea— fuck." you stomach was full of something hot and molten, something jittery and unstable. something that sounded and tasted a lot like yuuji itadori.

the quarterback stayed on his knees, bringing his forefinger and thumb to pinch and rub your wet clit as your thighs shook, your eyes rolled backwards and your back arched. he grinned — a feral sight — as you finally came undone on his tongue again.

he finally pulled himself upwards, using his discarded tshirt to clean off his face. as he stood before you, all he could do was watch you awestruck.

you were heavenly.

your spent figure was slumped on his bed; t-shirt pushed up to expose your bruised tits and your legs pressed together as you tried to come back on mother earth. your eyes were still closed, cheeks wet from tears and yuuji had to stop himself from begging you to let him fuck you tonight.

but he abstained. of course not. that was insane. you would never let him go that far, would you? so, instead he chose to lie down next to you and pull you into his chest.

you nudged your cheek against his pecs, finding refuge in his warmth and he gladly let you, allowing a small smile on his face. his fingers came up to push back strands of hair from your sweaty forehead and then wipe away the salty tears that had made home against the plane of you cheeks. once he was sure you had caught your breath, he pressed a sweet kiss to your skin. finally, he mumbled, "sorry, did i go too far?"

you shook your head no, curling further into him with ease. and he let you. he shifted his position so as to allow your skin on his, so as to press his nose to your hair and smell that strawberry shampoo, so as to almost pretend for a second that you were his.

but you didn't let the show run for long. a few minutes later, as you felt the energy returning to your body, you attempted to get up.

the jock's eyebrows furrowed, he sat up with you, "something wrong? do you want something? water or—"

"—no, no." you turned to give him a weak smile, "i think i'm just gonna go shower before kuna is home and he finds me like this."

oh. ofcourse. how could he forget the ever-looming threat that was sukuna?

"can you walk?" he asked earnestly, offering you his tshirt so you could put it on, "i can walk you to the shower, if you want."

"i'll be okay, yuu." you poked your head through his shirt, trying to stand up. but your legs immediately wobbled and you lost balance, "—fuck. okay. i guess not."

yuuji offered you a smile, picking you up bridal style as you squealed at his action. a blush crept up your neck and face, "what are you doing?!"

"what? i think i should be responsible for the mess i create, shouldn't i?" he gave you a cheeky smile, the kind where the cut under his eye came alive and he grinned ear to ear. a boyish grin, perhaps. and you were fortunate enough to be on the recipient end of it.

you weren't sure what it was that you felt for yuuji, or what you didn't. all you knew that right now — as he carried you out of his room clad in a t-shirt that smelt like him — it was as if he was aware of the sudden jump your heart and wanted nothing more than to be the cause of your untimely death.

"you don't have to do this." you mumbled.

what did 'this' refer to, exactly? you weren't quite sure. was it the fact that he had entertained your drunken idea for such a long amount of time? or was if the fact that in the moments even when you weren't offering him something physical, he still looked at you as if you hung up stars in the night sky for him? maybe it was as simple as the fact that he was carrying you to run you a bath.

he stayed quiet and you repeated yourself louder, "really, yuuji, you don't have to."

"i want to." and that was all he said.

you felt his biceps tense under you as he shifted your weight on one arm and attempted to open the door with the other. he gave you a reassuring smile, and you nudged your face against his chest to hide your embarrassment at his simple answer.

once he finally was through, he walked into the lliving room, attempting to make his way to the bathroom down the hallway whe—

"YUUJI?!" a voice boomed from the door and both of you whipped your head to look at the man that stood there.

ever heard of divine intervention? yeah, this was whatever the fuck is the opposite to that. satanic intervention. cursed intervention, perhaps.

"ON—ONICHAN?!"

"CHOSO?!" you scrambled off of yuuji, hitting the ground with a muffled thud.

choso immediately looked away from his half-naked brother and the girl in his brother's t-shirt*.

(*yeah, okay, just try to understand the family dynamics for a second. choso [24] is the oldest and he has graduated uni and has a job now. sukuna and (yn) [21] are in their third year, and yuuji [20] is in his second. choso knows who (yn) is since you and kuna are childhood besties or whatever. so... yeah okay, back to the shitshow 👍🏻)

"WHAT THE FUCK?!" choso asked loudly, his eyes still averted from you both so as to not accidentally see your exposed form.

"WHY ARE YOU HERE?!" yuuji retorted as you hid behind his broad figure instinctively, trying to recover whatever ounce of modesty you had.

"I OBVIOUSLY HAD THE KEY TO MY OWN HOME?!"

"WELL, DON'T WALK IN UNANNOUNCED? DO YOU HAVE NO MANNERS?"

"yuuji."

"IM SORRY 'NICHAN!!"

and that is how choso found out about your little arrangement. and that is how you both decided to never have another rendezvous session at the itadori's.

🧸lesson 05: you got this, itadori!

"what the fuck?" megumi asked slowly, eyeing yuuji as the jock shoved some french fries down his mouth.

"YEAH, WHAT THE FUCK?!" nobara repeated, louder. to which, megumi gave her a side-eye, "we're in public, kugisaki."

yuuji took his time, sipping his coke before shrugging, "yeah, so, 'nichan found out."

nobara shook her head, "no. no. turn around 360—"

"—180. 360 makes a circle."

"die, megs. anyways, turn around and tell me that part of the story where you started—" the red-head shuddered, "—doing stuff with senpai. why?! how?! why?! how??"

yuuji took a bite from his burger before saying, "well, she offered."

"fuck that all. it's old news."

"for you. cause, apparently, i was left out of the loop—"

"—much sad. anyways, is choso okay with you and her? or is he gonna snitch you out to sukuna?"

"i mean, no. i don't think so, no." yuuji tried to steal a fry off of nobara's plate and she smacked his hand off, "ow kugisaki! whatever. he gave me a long lecture about how i should actually pursue her and officially ask her out if we wanna keep doing this. after that, for whatever unrelated reason, he cried about how quickly we grew up."

"virgin behavior." nobara stuck out a tongue, quickly reeling out of her disbelief over the fact that yuuji was getting some, "i mean, that's old-fashioned. you don't have to date her, you know?"

"but your brother's not wrong, is he?" megumi offered. "don't keep doing this just cause you want a way to get your dick wet."

"megs, it's not 1920. they are consensual adults and they can just fool around if they're on the same page."

"yeah but about that—" yuuji tried to sneak in a fry from megumi's plate now, "—i think i'm in love with her. and i am pretty sure the feelings are one-sided."

"huH?!"

"what?" the jock looked at the two dumbfounded, "i like her. she's pretty and smart and i think— i like her."

he didn't think he liked you. he knew that he was whole-heartedly, as stupidly as humanly possible, in love with you.

but he didn't bother mentioning the fact.

he didn't bother mentioning a plethora of things, in fact. first, that his heart had been offered to you at the ripe age of four when he first realized that sunlight got caught against your hair strands somewhat magically, and when you smiled, he smiled; and that when he cried, you kissed his imaginary wounds better even when sukuna made fun of him.

he didn't bother mentioning that when he asked you to marry him, there was only such a small part of him that was 'joking', the larger chunk of him would have exchanged his soul for some sort of forbidden alchemy to be with you.

he didn't bother mentioning that when he was thirteen, a slew of girls had asked to be his girlfriend, and he had turned down each one of them to sneak in his first kiss with you.

but all those years of pining just turned into a small ball of anxiety, ever-growing in his stomach. he knew you didn't feel the same. so, he didn't bother saying any of that. because, well, frankly, his situation seems just a tiny-teensy bit pathetic.

"i guess i just like her... just a bit." he repeated, more to himself than others.

"we heard the first time. and the second."

"DUDE" nobara's eyes widened, "she's sukuna's best friend."

"hey, what happened to the fact that we are consensual adults fooling around?"

"oh no, fuck that. i was humoring you." nobara shook her head, "sukuna's gonna murder you."

"yeah, i know." yuuji sighed, his playfulness replaced by something more mature, "i am not gonna ask her out. i think i'm gonna call this— whatever this is— off. i don't want her to lose her friendship with 'kuna, and she... well, she probably doesn't like me anyways."

megumi and nobara exchanged a sorry expression among themselves before looking back to yuuji. but the jock put on a smile, "ah it's fine, it was fun while it lasted." he leaned back in his seat, "wanna catch a movie after this? human earthworm is out."

so the quarterback had gone back home that day with a certain resolve. he would call this off.

he put on his lucky red sweatshirt, put on the cologne you had complimented once when he had gone for one of his lessons, and he put on his best fake smile. as he passed by sukuna in the living room, he guiltily looked away from him and walked out of the door as soon as possible.

"where ya going?" the tatted man asked, not looking up from his phone.

"nowhe—" he sighed, running a hand through his hair before he bent downwards to put on his shoes, "with gumi and nobara. we're going to the arcade."

"you've been hanging out with the fushiguro kid quite a lot nowadays. a lot of sleepovers."

yuuji's fingers halted, slowly fidgeting with the shoelaces before he threw sukuna a casual look, "he's my friend. and his dad is out of town so i go over. got an issue?"

"nah, do whatever." kuna met his eyes but then went back to his phone without saying much. a beat later, he continued, "well, let me know if you'd be home in time for dinner."

yuuji stood up, dusting off his clothes, "you're cooking today?"

"yeah, thought i'd invite her over. she likes that pasta i make."

at the mention of you, yuuji looked over sukuna once. a sharp sting suddenly erupted in his chest like someone had hit him. hard. and, so, without saying anything more, the younger itadori immediately left through the main door.

things must end.

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his fingers skimmed over the ringing bell in front of your apartment as his feet nervously shuffled around at the door. he knew you were on the other side, waiting for him. as the door swung open, he was face to face with your housemate.

"hey?" maki raised an eyebrow, a smug smile on her lips. she was dressed as if she was leaving to go somewhere, "she's in her room."

yuuji simply pursed his lips, nodded and moved past his senior. before walking into your room, he stalled in front of the door, threw his head back to catch maki about to leave, "kugisaki says hi, by the way."

and if yuuji didn't know any better, he would have assumed the glare maki gave was one well-intended to kill him.

he wasn't sure if the room was chilly or if the reason for goosebumps was something else, but nonetheless, he shut the door behind him and stepped into the room. as he came in view with the bed, he found you casually on your back, scrolling your phone.

"yuuji!" you smiled as you sat up, a familiar warmth spreading over your face at his presence. but he merely nodded, his lips drawn into a thin line.

"um," you fidgeted, standing up hastily and laughing to ease the awkwardness, "so, uh— did maki let you in?"

"yeah, she did."

"oh, well, she's going out, so we don't need to worry about her." you paused for a second before your expression fell and you tried again, "hey?"

but a same monotone expression fell across his face, "hey."

"um... is something wrong? in a bad mood or something?"

"not quite." yuuji rubbed the back of his neck, looking down at the cold, wooden floors, "i wanted to talk. to you, i mean."

you nodded, although he didn't look up at you to register your expression. he continued softly, "we should stop this."

"what?"

"i—" he looked up at you, quickly sneaking in a steadying breath, "i wanted to thank you for the 'lessons'. it's been fun and i learnt so much, really. but you don't have to do it anymo—"

"why?" you interrupted, "did someone find out?"

"what? no."

"then?" you stepped towards him, your unyielding gaze trained on his face, "do you not... want to do it with me anymore?"

"no, ofcourse not." his eyes widened and he stepped forward in a desperate attempt to comfort you. his palms found purchase against your cheek, "no. that's not what i meant."

"what do you mean then?" you looked up at him, confused.

"i-" he looked at you softly, "i really can't ruin your friendship with sukuna anymore. we need to stop. it has gone for... for way too long, now, hasn't it?"

"—it's just been a few months."

"come on. we both know we need to stop." he confessed, and as his words left you hollow, so did his touch. he pulled away from you and stepped back a teensy bit to allow you some space. "it will be for the best."

you looked at him for a beat. and then one more. finally, "kiss me."

and the jock obliged without any hesitation. his lips were familiar against yours, his hands on your cheek, and his body weight pressing onto you and pushing you backwards into the bed.

the back of your knees hit the wooden frame and you stumbled backwards, falling onto the bed with a muffled thud. but yuuji didn't bother following you and caging you underneath him. instead, he stood at the edge, waiting.

"yuu?" you asked softly.

"are you sure about this?"

and you weren't sure if he was asking that question to you or himself. you weren't sure if his fingers were shaking from the betrayal or the need to hold you against him. but you nodded your head anyways, "yeah. if this is it. if this is the last time then indulge in my stupid ideas one last time." you paused, "please?"

he nodded before swiftly throwing off his hoodie off of his torso an onto the floor. bruises from a few days before laid tattered across his tan skin and his biceps flexed and moved as he slowly caged you under him.

"fuck," he breathed in slowly, taking in your low-lidded gaze, "you're so fuckin' pretty."

your fingers found solace in his pinkish locks and you pulled him closer — till your skin smelt like his perfume and his stuttered breath hit your lips, "yuuji."

"hm?" his eyes ran over your face, and the adoration in his eyes made you feel like he would set the world aflame if you so as even asked him to.

"fuck me."

his pupils widened, cheeks flushed and a breathless gasp got stuck in his throat. at his reaction, you pulled him downwards, kissing him softly before the tendrils of passing seemed to nip down on both of you. soon after, you were nothing more than messy kisses, clashing teeth and wrong decisions.

"fuuck— ha-harder." he moaned as your fingernails sunk into his scalp, pulling him harder against yourself.

your hands travelled downwards to his chest and you pushed him away only to turn him around and straddle his hips. your pelvis rolled over his, the delicious friction driving you delirious as you peered down at the man under you — kiss-bitten lips, tousled hair, flushed cheeks.

yuuji itadori looked at you as if you were his god.

and you played along. rolling your hips, tracing a finger from his jaw down to his pecs as your lips traced the path with soft kisses soon after.

his hips stuttered, trying to meet your shallow teases before he mumbled out a soft, "take off your clothes."

you smiled, putting on a show for him as you slipped out of your tshirt. leaving yourself exposed to his preying eyes, you slowly took off the bra.

"shit, look at you." he raised himself on his elbows, coming upwards to softly kiss your warm skin before slowly licking over your nipple as another hand fondled the other. your head was thrown back at the feeling of his warm mouth on you while his fingers softly tugged at the other.

soon after that, you found yourself rocking yourself on his long fingers as he sunk his teeth in your neck, getting off on the pretty sounds you made as you rut against him almost as desperately as he was. when he caught you sinking your teeth into your bottom lip, trying to stay quiet, he pulled your face towards his and kissed you senseless. when he pulled away, his hot breath fanned over your lips, "don't. let me hear, please."

and so senseless moans tumbled down your lips as you you came, still rutting against his hand.

when your breath stilled and you finally met his gaze, all you could was breath out an airy, "fuck me, please."

flushed face, hazy eyes, your mouth parted so prettily at the end of the sentence. who was itadori yuuji to deny you of anything?

"say that again."

🧸lesson 06: fuck it up, itadori!

"n-no protection? are you... sure?"

god, he was adorable.

you held back a laugh as you re-assured him a millionth time, "i'm on birth control, so, no. trust me."

"hm. hm." his breath was caught in his throat as if it were a jagged rock. your hands on his torso felt warm — too warm — as if they would char him and you blinked up at him so prettily as you laid atop those pillows.

"i- one second. i-" his voice was thick, hands slightly shaking as he tried to guide his erection into your slick cunt.

"yuu," you cooed and he looked at you in part hope, part confusion. a laugh escaped you at his expression, "you look like a kicked puppy."

"so-sorry, imjustnervous—" he mumbled, his eyes avoiding yours.

"yuu," you repeated, "this is your first time, right?"

he nodded so softly that it was entirely too easy to miss it. you held back an amused grin, "let me help, okay?"

shockwaves ran through his body as your soft hand slowly took ahold of his dick and ran the tip over your clit, gathering your wetness on the mushroom tip. you both held back a choked sigh as your hand continued the same up and down, up and down, up and down motion till you felt as if yuuji was going to cry just from the teasing.

"h-hey—"

"sorry, sorry. no more teasin', i promise." you replied cheekily, fingers finally guiding him to your sloppy hole. and as the tip finally pushed past the first ring of feeble resistance, a shuddering gasp left the man above you.

pushing in inch by inch, you gasped at the sinful stretch of him filling you. your walls spasmed slightly against him, hugging him so sinfully tight that he wondered if he would pass out just right now. but he couldn't. so he commanded himself to keep moving forward till he was all but buried within you.

"s-shit." his breath was heavy against the dip of your neck and you ran a soft hand through his hair, "you okay, yuu?"

"ye-yeah." he shook his head slowly, descending down on you to sink his teeth into your skin again as he started moving slowly.

"jus like that— yeah."

at first his thrusts were slow and shallow, as if he was just testing the waters. but as you found you keening into his touches and moaning as his tip rubbed against a certain spot, he grew sure of his actions.

his thrusts were now harder, a bit more precise and his tempo increased as you dug your heels on his back and tugged on his hair to keep him going.

"jesus" you gasped, back arching off slowly as his lower abs caught friction against your clit and his dick started ramming into your with a periodic rhythm. "fu-fuck is it your fuckin first time? for fucks sake, yuuji ngh—"

his breath was laboured, a thin layer of sweat adorning his forehead and nose, "im a quick learner, fuck— you're shi-shit, you're so fucking perfect."

lifting himself up slightly, his hand snaked in between your bodies and he found himself thumbing at your clit with ease.

"yuuji—" your voice pitched up as his circles grew in pressure. already overstimulated from his administrations on your poor cunt, you felt the pressure building inch by inch till it grabbed ahold of your body and shook you to your very core.

under him, you grabbed hastily at the sheets, at the pillow, at his hair, at anything to keep yourself on this plane of consciousness as he kept drawing messy figures on your clit and fucked into your cervix with reckless abandon.

and that unsteady, familiar feeling grew and grew and grew till it turned your body to jello and burst inwards, "f-fuck shit, ohmygod im cummin im cummin im cumm— FUCK YUUJI—"

his fingers pressed hastily against your lips but the cockiness in his voice practically dripped off of him and onto you, "shh, someone might hear, pretty."

his thrusts grew erratic, nudging him more and more towards a certain, familiar kind of high. his face found solace against your shuddering body as he cursed and spilled inside you.

"fuck." he cursed one last time as he breathed you in, just laying atop you having spent himself.

he slowly pulled himself upwards, pressing a chaste kiss to your nose, and you gave him a spent smile, the kind that had quickly became his favorite. he slowly pulled himself out, and caught the milky white gushing out of your cunt.

and with that, itadori yuuji lost all sanity.

next you knew, your face was being pressed into the mattress, your cunt being ravaged by his unforgiving dick ramming in and out easily.

"fuc-fuck, sogood so fuckin' good—"

his chest was against your back, his weight pressing down on your so deliciously and trapping you under him. you pressed your face harder into the mattress, screaming out muffled renditions of his name as he softly pinched your clit.

"i'm sorry, baby, im so fuckin' sorry" but he sounded anything but sorry as he whispered hotly in your ear, both his fingers and his dick doing everything in their power to turn you into nothing more than a woman maddened with his touch.

your fingers sunk into the sheets underneath, your death-grip growing even more deadlier as he fucked into you as a man depraved.

"this 'sthe last time," his words slurred as he left sloppy kisses down your neck, "promise, i promise."

but those promises were nothing more than candied words on his pretty lips, because now he had you on top of him, your back against his chest, his heels digging into your mattress dangerously as he fucked up into you.

"yuu— yuuJI pleaseplease ple— fucking fuc—" your voice grew in pitch, unresolved tears falling down your face as his hands fondled your tits, tugging and tweaking the nipples to his liking, and your own familiar fingers toyed with your clit.

how could he go on for so fucking long? jesus fucking christ.

"i play varsi- fuck varsity," he answered softly, "this is nothin' for me."

he pressed a soft kiss to your neck as his cock split you apart for the nth time and you fell apart on top of the man who claimed to love you more than he loved life and reason itself.

"don't." his voice grew desperate, a hand coming to hold yours over your overstimulated, abused clit, "i didn- say you could stop, did i? keep going. please. one more. fuck. please."

"yuuji stop—"

"—give me one more, please."

"pleasepleaseplease—" you sobbed, your body arching off of him as he brought you to another one orgasm. you eyes rolled back into your skull, a bit of drool dangerously on your bottom lip, and your body went slack so as to let him do as he pleased.

your cunt gushed on his dick, spraying you both in your juices he thrusted into one last time, spilling into your overfilled pussy all over again with a breathless string of pants and moans.

the quarterback collapsed backwards onto your bed with you on top of him. he reluctantly pushed the weight of your sweaty body off of him, and instinctively pressed another kiss to your head.

his hand came up to push back the sweaty hair strands that stuck to you like second skin, and to thumb at the furious blush on your cheeks. your eyes fluttered upwards at him, you barely managing a smile, "thankyou."

"for what?" he turned to his side, taking every feature of you in with a small smile. a beat passed him by in the serene room before he found his heart weighing heavily and lodging itself between his lungs.

"you're so pretty" he found himself mumbling, "i wish i- i wish i could..." but he caught himself before he could make a fool of himself and confess to a passed out girl. he bit the inside of his cheek. maybe it was better if he just left wordlessly. "nothing."

you were asleep. he knew that. but then why did you snuggle closer and whispered a soft, "i love you."

"—huH?!" any and all sanity left the jock at this point. his eyes as wide as saucers as he stared down your softly snoring form, "what did you just say?"

but you said nothing, still softly snoring in your goddamn sleep and yuuji felt like he was going insane. did you say it??? did he imagine it??? is this a punishment from the devil (sukuna) itself??? what was real anymore? was he real???

and hey what does a panicked twenty year old does when faced with the possible conundrum of his crush of fifteen years having feelings for him?? he runs.

yuuji itadori never had put on his clothes faster than he did right this moment. hastily putting one leg into the sweats and then another, he dashed to make his way to the door. before stepping out, he looked back at you one last time.

fuck itadori, are you dumb?! she doesn't love you like that. it's the post-sex hormones. his consciousness begged in the voice of megumi fushiguro, which was a bit concerning cause was the voice of reason in his head megumi fushiguro?!

but that was not the issue at hand right now. his voice of reason could be questioned another time. right now? running. yes, that was the plan.

the lock softly clicked and he stepped out into the living room before closing the door ever so slowly behind him.

"done fucking?"

and yuuji's blood ran cold.

he whipped around to peer at a certain, tatted delinquent who was sat on the couch in the living room, "brother?"

"brother? huh?" sukuna laughed, the sound so chilling that yuuji felt his blood freeze ad turn into cement, "bringing out the formalities?"

yuuji's tongue got stuck in his throat and sukuna stood up slowly, holding up his hands in mock surrender, "she wouldn't pick up my calls, and i had a spare key. sorry if i'm fuckin imposing."

"'kuna," yuuji's voice was quiet, "it's not what he looks like."

"hm, it is not?" he flashed the younger itadori an amused smile, "ofcourse it is not. what do you think i think you both did?"

"fu-fucked?" the jock swallowed hard.

"bingo."

"i didn't." yuuji didn't know if he was begging for forgiveness, and if yes, then what for? for betraying sukuna's trust or for feeling satisfied that his brother knew of his conquests?

"you didn't? from what i heard, she seemed a little too happy in there." and now sukuna stood mere inches apart, his hand balled into a neat fist.

"kun—" but yuuji's right cheek bore the fate of getting punched by sukuna.

"ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME? MY BEST FUCKING FRIEND, YUUJI?"

the jock nursed his cheek, still reeling from the attack. but a certain flame came alive. he wasn't a fucking child. "YEAH, YOUR FUCKING BEST FRIEND."

sukuna looked at him in disbelief, "how fucking could you? she meaNS SHIT TO ME, YOU FUCKFACE."

"—SO DOES SHE TO ME."

the man stepped insanely closer, grabbing ahold of yuuji's hoodie's collar, "THEN WHY THE FUCK WERE YOU RUNNING AWAY FROM HER RIGHT NOW? HUH?"

the two boys heaved heavily, anger boiling hot through their veins. finally yuuji spat up, "she told me she loved me."

sukuna's grasp loosened, "what?"

"she fucking told me she loved me."

"and you're running?" sukuna looked at his brother with a strange look. disappointment, perhaps?

"i- it's a mistake. she doesn't." yuuji looked downwards, trying not to show his pain in his soft words, "and... i didn't want to fucking hurt you, asshole."

"so you're a coward?" the tatted man scoffed.

and yuuji pushed his brother back, "fuck you."

"no." sukuna's gaze hardened, "you fuck off, you stupid fucking dipshit. she told you she loves you, and you ran?"

"for fucks sake, sukuna" yuuji breathed in slowly, "i thought you'd be elated she probably doesn't."

"you fucked around with her for god knows how long, pretending i didn't know." sukuna stepped back, his words quieter.

"you knew?"

"i'm not dumb, of course i fucking knew." he paused, "and 'nichan told me."

"jesus fucking christ, 'nichan." yuuji looked down at the floors, "what now?"

"grow a pair, and actually ask her out."

"what?" the jock looked up, confused, "you- wait, you are saying i should ask her out?"

sukuna shrugged, "you've compromised her. you must follow through with the consequences."

"did you watch too much bridgerton? what the fuck is compromised??"

"i did, 'nichan made me watch it. pleasantly surprising, actually." and yuuji was immediately mentally slapped with the image of sukuna enjoying bridgerton.

"huh?" yuuji softly shook his head, "so... what? i like have your blessing or whatever to ask her out?"

the delinquent made a face of disgust, "i'm not a priest, what the fuck do you mean by blessing? yeah, just fucking ask her out."

"and what if she says no?"

"then i will remind you of your failure everyday in life."

yuuji looked at his brother awestruck, "thanks, kuna."

"don't. when you come back home, im gonna beat you to a pulp for fucking my best friend."

"i deserve it."

"fuck yeah, you do." the older itadori made his way to the main entrance, "go fix shit."

and as sukuna left through the door, itadori yuuji slipped back into your room, crawled back into bed with you, and held you close to his chest. softly, as a giddy smile overtook his features, he mumbled, "i love you too."

next morning you woke up next to a fully-clothed yuuji with a swollen right cheek.

"yuu?! why are you dressed?! and what the fuck happened to your cheek?!"

"i fell off your bed."

"what the actual fuck?!"

a/n: IM GENUINELY SO SORRY IF THIS SUCKS ASS, I GOT TOO MUCH INTO CHARACTER WRITING HELPPP!! i really hope it was atleast a fun read, and as i said it took me 4 days just to make it a bit coherent since i'm writing after so long. please forgive me and enjoy the meal. [sorry for any typos and such babes] tagging: @9rvm @jellibean2018 @peekawoocc @kingofthe-egirls @hugmevz [thankyou sm for sending in the request, i was already writing it here so i tagged you <3] misc.: divider by @plutism and header format by @si-eunnis plagiarism not authorized bitch.

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Leap of Faith | Lucifer M. x Fem!Reader

x reader version of my first-place giveaway piece! Same night lmao, please enjoy, y'all

First time with Lucifer, but you are scared to take that big step and allow yourself to be vulnerable with him.

18+ | Female Reader | SMUT: oral (male & female receiving), dry humping, p in v sex, unprotected sex (fiction is fiction is fiction is fiction), light biting, I think that's everything guys, the x reader version is on the way so get excited 💃🏽 | STILL more sin on the way, I have a fucking threesome to write how'd I get back in this building--(I walked in willingly. Glasses on and all.)

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   Angel Dust and Husker watched you seat yourself at the bar, slumping onto the stool and placing your face against the surface.

   "Why the long face, toots?" Angel Dust arched a brow.

   "I messed up." Your response was muffled. "I need your advice."

   "What'd you do?"

   You sighed and lifted your head, "I ran off from Lucifer last night after things got a little...heated. I've been avoiding him all day too."

   "You ran off??"

   "I freaked out! I panicked! I wanted to actually express how I was feeling but I thought that--"

   "--You'd ruin the night and potentially the relationship?" Husker placed a drink in front of you.

   "Exactly. I've never done this. I've never really had the interest until now anyway. It will change everything. Maybe I'll change?"

   "You go with the flow, babe. You're thinking way too much."

   "It's easier said than done."

   "Ya gotta feel confident! You told me you've read some things."

   "Yeah..."

   "Now's the time to test it out! It's not as hard as it seems. Switch your hips, shake your ass a little, and give him the sexy eyes~" Angel Dust cooed.

   "Sexy eyes?" You tilted your head.

   "Ya know," Angel Dust turned to face you, crossing his legs. He leaned forward, locking eyes with you. His half-lidded pink eyes seemed a lot more intense and focused on you, it nearly gave you chills. It was the same way Lucifer looked at you last night. Thinking about that definitely sent a pleasurable shiver down your spine. 

   "Of course, you can do that at the drop of a dime. I've never done that in my life." You groaned and covered your face.

   "You probably do it and don't even notice!"

   "Stop beating yourself up. Everyone starts somewhere and no one starts as an expert. Not even Angel." Husker stated. 

   "You don't know that. I've always been this good." Angel Dust shrugged.

   "Talk to Lucifer and tell him how you're feeling, that's the best start. Nothing bad will happen. Angel is right about one thing, you're thinking too hard. It's obvious you both love each other, so this is nothing." Husker told you.

   You nodded and grabbed your glass. Angel Dust raised his eyebrows. 

   "I thought that was for aesthetic. Is she really--?"

   "It's a virgin drink," Husker said as you downed the glass.

   "I'm ready!"

   "That's the spirit! Go get 'em!" Angel Dust cheered as you left the parlor. "Let's hope she doesn't run off again."

   "We'll know if Lucifer is at the bar next," Huskee mumbled.

~~~

   "Like this?"

   "Almost! That looks good!"

   "...Dad, it's all misshapen."

   "Do you think my first one was perfect?"

   "Yes, actually."

   Lucifer's bedroom door was cracked, you could hear him inside with Charlie. You knocked lightly and poked your head in a bit with a smile.

   Charlie looked back and stood, holding out her rubber duck. The head was a bit smaller than usual and the body was much larger with a few small dents, but from the light purple skin, white hair, and red eyepatch, it was clearly Vaggie.

   "_____! Look!"

   Lucifer looked back as your smile widened, "she's so cute!"

   "You think so?"

   "Vaggie will love it! It has lots of sentiment and you did great on your first try!"

   "Thanks! I have to give it to her! I'll see you guys tomorrow!" A tight hug for Lucifer, then you before Charlie was out of the door, closing it behind her.

   You looked at Lucifer, rubbing your arm. "...Hey."

   Lucifer smiled, but his eyes gave away how worried he was. "Hey." He turned to face you and stood from his seat.

   You both stood in silence for a bit, each second growing more and more tense before you both blurted out. 

   "I'm sorry!"

   "What?"

   You both stared at each other after speaking in unison and you quickly spoke up, "You have nothing to be sorry for."

   "I made you uncomfortable. I didn't mean to--"

   "--No. Luci, you didn't make me uncomfortable. It was just me." You began to close the distance between them as you explained, "I got nervous about taking that step with you, not because I don't want to, it's because I know things will be different after. I've never done this before, and I have no experience, I could ruin everything and not even know how. I've never felt so comfortable with someone to even feel the need to do this, and it's a little scary to share a first experience with someone and not know how it will go." You stopped in front of Lucifer and grabbed his hands, caressing them with your thumbs. 

   "I love you so much. I want to do this. My mind is just getting the best of me. Angel says I'm thinking too much." You let out a light chuckle.

   "Maybe a little." Lucifer smiled at you.

   "The last thing I wanted to do was run off. I got overwhelmed."

   "I understand, it's okay. Apology accepted. Are you sure I didn't make you uncomfortable at all? If it's too soon--"

   "I'm sure, my angel." You would never get enough of Lucifer. He was so sweet, caring, and loving, why'd it take you so long to find your true love?

   Lucifer gave you a light tug, pulling you into a hug before pecking your lips, your forehead, and your cheeks, "I love you."

   "I love you too."

   "Ready to take that leap of faith with me?"

   "That's a way to put it." You laughed lightly.

   "You're scared you'll be drastically different, or we'll be drastically different. I can safely promise that won't be the case. You trust me, don't you?"

   "Of course." You nodded. "I don't trust my lack of experience."

   "If you're thinking about that, you're thinking too hard." Lucifer chuckled, staring into your eyes.

   There go the "sexy eyes" again. 

   "Well, then what do I think about, Lucifer?" You inched a bit closer.

   "What would make this moment better for you? Do what comes to mind."

   Your hands moved to the blond's face and you closed the small gap that was left between you two, pressing your lips against his.

   Lucifer's hands moved from your own to your arms. The light pecks got longer and longer after each one until Lucifer couldn't bear to pull away from your lips anymore.

   Don't think, right? What would make this moment better? You hesitantly led you both towards the bed, not breaking the kiss. You both sat down, but you weren't done yet. You placed your hands on his shoulders and pulled your lips away just a bit to position yourself, straddling his lap.

   "Well--R-Right now is definitely an option, but if you needed time to--"

   "No more time needed." You could feel your cheeks heating up before you quickly kissed him again.

   This time, Lucifer's hands found your hips, pulling you in closer and nipping at your lower lip. Your hands quickly went to his face, cupping his cheeks and letting out a small sigh as you melted into the kiss.

   If you had to choose your favorite thing to do, you would always choose kissing Lucifer. Instead of thinking of a good stopping point, you focused on the warm feeling pooling inside of you as Lucifer swirled his tongue around yours before lightly sucking on it. That warm feeling quickly became hot. His hands went under your shirt, caressing the sensitive skin of your lower back before slowly moving up, tracing your sides, and lifting your shirt in the process. 

   You pulled away a bit, lifting the shirt over your head and tossing it to the ground. Your hands went to Lucifer's chest, locking eyes with him as they slid down to the top button of his vest, undoing it. "You next?"

   You held back your small laugh as Lucifer rushed to take off his vest and shirt. Beautiful was the only word that could describe the blond. His porcelain shoulders were covered in a light yellow blush, along with his cheeks. You continued to trail your hands down his chest before kissing him again. The blond's hands were on your bra next, unclasping it, but not pulling away from the kiss to let you take it off just yet.

   Lucifer finally moved from your lips, kissing down your neck, "L-Love. You still want to go further?"

   "Mhm." You felt a bit fuzzy from the kiss and the trail following down your neck and shoulder wasn't helping. You were no stranger to this part of the game, but feeling the growing bulge in his pants almost made you freeze up. Remember what Angel Dust said; you've read things. You have references. 

   The woman gave a slow roll of your hips and took a sharp breath as Lucifer gasped. You quickly found a good rhythm with your hips, leaning in close until their lips were inches apart, "how is this?"

   "Don't stop, please." Lucifer let out a light moan that made you grind down a little harder.

   The friction was amazing for both of them. Lucifer felt rock hard under you now. Each roll of your hips drew a moan or a whimper from the blond, and you weren't exactly quiet yourself. The feeling against your clit had your arousal growing with each movement. 

   "Shit--_____, I can't--"

   Before you knew it, you were lifted by your hips, and their positions were flipped. You were now lying on your back and Lucifer was between your legs. His blond hair was disheveled as he panted, his fingers hooking your pants and panties.

   "I don't mean to cut your exploration short, I'll combust without even making you cum first at this rate."

   That made you blush even more, "well we can't have that, can we?"

   "No, we can't~" Lucifer pulled down both garments, tossing them with your shirt and finally letting you take your bra off as well. "You're so beautiful," his hands roamed your body, cupping your breasts, and pinching your nipples lightly. It was driving you crazy.

   "L-Luci!"

   "Am I teasing? I'm sorry, my angel." The blond's hands went to your thighs. "I'll keep going for the both of us, you just tell me at any time if it's too much." As he spoke, he spread your legs a bit more.

   "I will, Lucifer."

   "Did I already say that I love you?"

   "I'd love to hear it again."

   "I love you," Lucifer's fingers toyed at your entrance. 

   "I-I love you too." You looked at him, "You're still teasing."

   "I am, aren't I?" Lucifer slowly pushed a finger inside of you. "I'll stop now." He started to kiss your inner thigh.

   Your mouth opened slightly as his finger worked slowly, his focus more on leaving marks along the woman's sensitive skin. You could feel the slight pinch from his teeth, nearly leaving you trembling from the sensation. The blond carefully added another finger, curling both of them to stretch you out.

   "Where's your pretty voice?" The blond purred, his kisses trailing down your thigh lower and lower, "Let me hear you." He finally reached his desired destination, letting his mouth latch onto your sensitive bud while he still worked his fingers.

   A loud gasp left you this time. You could feel his forked tongue circling your clit before he began to suck and--

   "Oh my fuck--" Your's body nearly jolted as a moan tumbled from your lips.

   What should you do with your hands? After the thought came, the obvious answer came right after. Your hands slid into Lucifer's hair, earning a shiver and a moan from him once you tightened your grip.

   "Luci! Luci--!"

   That encouraged the blond to pick up his pace. You tugged at the blond strands in your grasp. "Feels good! Feels so good! Luci--!"

   Lucifer slowly removed his fingers and let his tongue delve inside your, instead using his fingers, slick with your arousal to focus on your clit. You were seeing stars. You could feel fire pooling in your lower abdomen as you began to roll your hips up into Lucifer's face. Your thighs were shaking, each flick of his tongue and roll of his fingers made you hotter and hotter. Each moan and praise that fell from your lips simply added fuel to the fire.

   "Gonna cum--"

   "Mhm." Lucifer locked eyes with you, half-lidded and blown out, begging you to cum.

   That was the final straw.

   Your back arched and your eyes closed as your hips jerked. You could feel your body pulsing, pleasure rippling through you as you came undone. Lucifer didn't move, slowing his movements to ride out your orgasm. He only pulled away once he felt the woman moving.

   The blond lifted his head, licked his lips, and smiled.

   "That was amazing." You were still steadying your breathing, smiling back at him. "Let's keep the show going~."

   A gentle push. Lucifer let you take the lead, squirming a bit once you were the one settled between his legs. You decided to start slowly, running your hands up his thighs to reach the waistband of his pants.

   A shaky breath left his lips, "m-my love. You don't have to--"

   "I'd like to return the favor." You began to pull his pants down, "let me help you feel good?"

   Lucifer couldn't possibly say no to that. He swallowed harshly, eyes never leaving you as you continued. Once his pants were off, You took a small breath. Whatever you thought you felt earlier was very much an understatement to the outline of the bulge you were seeing. The boxers didn't stay on long after that.

   You couldn't tear your eyes away even if you wanted to (you didn't). Lucifer's cock stood at attention, precum beading at the tip, urging you to continue. Your hand slowly wrapped around him and you felt him tense up under you.

   One stroke. Two, and his hips were already bucking into your strokes. You leaned in closer at a snail's pace and just when Lucifer thought he needed to beg, a loud moan left him instead when your tongue slowly dragged up the base of his dick to the weeping tip.

   "Fuuuuck! W-Who's teasing now, huh?"

   "Just a tiny bit~" You kept stroking as you wrapped your mouth around the tip, languidly circling it with your tongue before beginning to bob your head.

   It was your turn to enjoy hearing Lucifer's moans like your own little symphony as you did your best to please him. You began to take more and more of him in your mouth as Lucifer gripped the sheets under him.

   "K-Keep--"

   "Hmm?"

   "Shit! Baby," Lucifer's moans aroused You further than you thought was possible. You picked up your pace, pulling your head up a bit to focus on the blond's twitching tip.

   "Baby--" he repeated.

   Your tongue circled the tip of his cock before you began to suck. The blond's hips bucked and he cried out.

   "ShitShitShit! That's--So good--You're so good, baby--"

   You could feel him throbbing in your warm mouth. You moved your hand a bit faster, drinking in the moans and praises that left the Demon King's lips. Nothing more mattered than seeing Lucifer come undone.

   "Cumming! I'm gonna--"

   "Mhm~" You mimicked your boyfriend as he tumbled over the edge. You took each drop of cum and made sure none went to waste, swallowing his release as you kept stroking him, slowing your pace again. 

   Lucifer's chest was heaving, he looked completely sex-drunk, and you couldn't get enough of it.

   "How was that?" You asked.

   "Do you really feel the need to ask?"

   You were on your back again before you could respond. Lucifer hovered over you, strands of his hair sticking to his sweaty forehead. "Are you still up for this, my love?"

   The woman nodded, grabbing Lucifer's face. "I need you inside me."

   Lucifer let out a shaky "fuck" before kissing you again, beginning to position himself. Your arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him in close as you felt him brush against your slit. It wasn't long before he was slowly sinking into you. You felt like you could feel each inch of him until he bottomed out inside of you. You tensed up a bit and Lucifer buried his face into your shoulder.

   "F-Fuck--Are you alright?"

   A sharp nod. You were just full. Completely filled with Lucifer in a way you'd never been before, it was almost overwhelming. "Just need to s-sit." You managed to respond verbally. 

   "Take as long as you need," Lucifer assured you.

   Once you felt adjusted enough, your body began to relax. You gave a small roll of your hips as you loosened your grip. "You can move now." You told him. 

   Lucifer's movements were slow as his hips pulled back and connected with yours again. His head didn't move from the nape of your neck, a moan falling from his lips. His rhythm was slow and careful, not wanting to end things too soon, or worse, hurt you in any way. The blond could stay like this with your tight walls wrapped around him for the rest of eternity. Was planning for next time already a bad thing? Of course, he didn't think so. 

   "Lucifer," Your hands found their way up his back, making his rhythm stagger a bit. You tangled your fingers in his hair again. "Faster, please."

   The careful pace the King of Hell worked so hard to set was broken at record speed. Pleasure began to build for both of them. The familiar heat building in your core was returning, a hand moving down between their bodies, only to be stopped by Lucifer. He leaned in close, drinking in the moans and whines that left your swollen lips before speaking, his voice low in your ear.

   "Let me." His hand trailed down instead, not taking long to reach where you were headed. Lucifer rubbed at the bud with firm circles, his thrusts keeping a consistent pace. The added stimulation almost made your eyes roll back. Your walls wrapped tighter around Lucifer and his rhythm began to stagger again.

   "Baby,"

   You moaned out in response. No one's voice should be as sinful as his.

   "So good. So good, angel." The blond whimpered out.

   "Luci, please!” You could feel that you weren't going to hold out for much longer. Your legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him in as his fingers began to work faster. "Gonna cum!"

   "Cum for me. Please cum for me, let me feel you--Shit--I-I'm close myself--" His thrusts were beginning to pick up speed as he started to kiss and suck at your neck. You tugged at his hair harder, earning a muffled moan from him. 

   "LuciLuciLuciLuciLuci--" His name fell from your lips like a broken prayer as the tightening band finally snapped. 

   This was somehow more intense than the orgasm you'd just had. Your voice was taken from you, mouth open as your back arched and your pulsating walls tightened around Lucifer's cock.

   "There you go. Fuck--So good--You're so good. I--" He was throbbing inside you now, both hands gripping the thighs that were wrapped tightly around him, his claws lightly digging into the supple flesh. His eyes closed, mouth slacked as loud moans escaped him. He was so close. You decided to give him the push he needed. 

   "Please. Let me feel you, Luci~"

   "D-Don't say things like that--"

   "Cum inside me, please."

   "Shit! _____--" Nail in the coffin. One buck of the hips, then another before the blond was burying himself as deep as he could. His cock twitched and his teeth were at the nape of your neck, not fully sinking in, but certainly enough to leave a mark regardless. A string of nearly incoherent praises left him as he came undone.

   Sudden darkness in the room forced you to focus in your euphoric state. Lucifer's wings had sprouted, fluttering slightly with each tremble of his body as his tail whipped behind him before it wrapped itself around your leg. Your hands slowly moved up in his hair, feeling the base of his horns as his body finally began to relax. The two lay in their positions for a few moments longer, waiting for their breathing to even out before Lucifer slowly pulled out of you. You locked eyes with the blond, staring into the yellow you were met with. Your hands moved down to his face. 

   "How was that for a leap of faith?"

   Lucifer laughed, closing his eyes. You smiled and laughed as well as he responded, "A leap for sure, but I'll never complain. You were amazing, my love."

   "I should be saying that to you." You noticed that his tail was still wrapped around your leg and his wings still enveloped them completely. You leaned up a bit and pecked his lips before speaking, "You don't seem tired at all."

   Surprisingly enough, neither was you. The blond simply shrugged in response, leaning in to peck your lips once more, "How could I possibly get tired of you? Are you asking because you want to indulge me some more?" With that, he was lowering himself between your thighs again and the action alone set you ablaze.

   Now how could you say no to that?

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Requests are open! If you'd like to be tagged in future Lucifer or Hazbin Hotel content, let me know! My asks and DMs are open to all!

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Hi can I request shameless X male reader where the reader is like an older brother to the boys and he defends them with his life pretty much it can be and he comforts them with side hugs y'know pulls them in for one especially when they fight with Fiona( nothing against her love her but I wanna comfort the boys y'know) headcanons or a oneshot i don't mind

Anyways have a good day

Yep! Sorry it's not a fic! I'm still a bit sick and I want to get this out before school starts up again!

Request : yes

Type : headcanon

A / N : more shameless stuff!! I'm not mad y'all just need to give me a minute to do some other stuff. All jokes aside this request was fun. Sorry I didn't do Liam!

Carl Gallagher

Knowing Carl you probably come to the rescue... A lot

He starts shit he can't finish

You have to come fight people for him a lot of the time

He also ends up getting people to jump him so... You have to save him then too

When you get injured he makes you deal with it

Its not that he doesn't know how

He just doesn't want to look at injuries he caused

When / after he gets in a fight with hie family he tries to avoid you

He doesn't want to bother you with his issues

You know where he hides though so you can help him

He's more of a " lets not open up.. Lets just stay DEAD SILENT instead "

You'll hug him

He won't admit it but that definitely helps him feel a bit better

Lip Gallagher

He likes to fight people for the hell of it

Lip can hold his own, really

Sometimes you just insist on stepping in cause you're much more responsible than he is and you know when he can't handle a fight or when its not worth it

Your normally pulling Lip out of a fight instead of defending him

He fucking hates it

His brothers appreciate it though

When you do end up fighting someone for Lip and get hurt he tends to your wounds immediately

He scolds you as he does so though, even if its his fault

When he gets in a fight with family he comes straight to you

He probably falls into your arms and just angrily huffs until you comfort him

He's not great with words

You've gotten used to it touch and you comfort him pretty quickly

He likes hugs and is very open about it

Especially yours

Ian Gallagher

Hes probably the more tame of the three boys

Definitely gets in fights he cant handle though

You have to step in and save him all the fucking time

He tries to tell you he's fine

He's not

When you get hurt in a fight he'll patch up your wounds

So scolding

He just explains what he's doing and does everything very gently as if your a child

He hates when you get hurt

You may be a bit older than him but he doesn't give a shit

You two just have a mutual overprotectivness over each other and everyone has picked up on it

After a fight with his familyhe comes to you first

You'll sit with him and he'll explain what's going on

You try your best to give advice

He nods and thinks about what you say as you speak

It almost always ends in you cuddling him while he sleeps

He cannot get in a fight with anyone without being mentally exhausted after

Note: This was not spell checked nor grammer checked! I apologize in advance for the mistakes

[deesseshesca]

PAC 18+: How can you spice up your sex life with your s/o?

Now let's bring it up a notch...

Good evening, pretty souls, today I'm diving under the cover of y'all relationship to keep up with your panties/boxer.

FLASH SALE

For the next 2 weeks all readings on my ko-fi is 20$, only 

Rules and Disclaimer 

I am the type of tarot reader to say as it is. Nothing is sugar coated but everything is sent with good intention. If you are not ready to face some truth, you should vagabond somewhere else. 

MINOR DON'T INTERACT WITH THIS POST 

MINOR DON’T READ THIS POST 

TW: Sexual abuse, DV

Basing myself on the legal age in my country which is 18 

PILE 1 

4 wands, 5 swords, 3 swords, 9 swords, ‘’I’m going through a lot right now, I need some space & time to gather my thoughts !’’ 

Mutual masturbation 

Edging 

Overstimulation

💌 Your partner don't feel appreciated enough in the bedroom. They feel like u are comparing them to your past lovers. If not, they feel like they don't compare. On your side you are tired of their toxic behavior. They are not toxic is just that they are stuck in bad habits. Which is stopping y'all from evolving as a couple. You are not satisfy emotionally, they are not satisfy physically. Anyway Pile 1, if you need any advice on how to deal with situation, you can always book a reading on my Ko-fi, link down below. Especially now that they are on sales for only 20$. (Link at the end of the post)

Much love, Shesca

PILE 2 

2 pentacles, 2 swords, 4 wands, 5 wands, ‘’I look at my phone everyday hoping I would see a message from you’’ 

Cuddlefuck 

No foreplay 

Voyeurism  

Femdom 

💌I think your partner is usually the one in control. Y'all usually have some hardcore sex or even BDSM. There's a clear difference between a sub and dom energy down to even the look. One of y'all is real petite. You are probably part of the itty bitty community or you dick may be on the smaller side. Y'all are very delicate and graceful being. While he is all tall and buff or she is very curvy and way taller than u. If you initiate with a bratty attitude instead of being your docile self, is going to fire up the spark between y'all. Are y'all going camping trip or on a trip abroad with friend ? You should run your hand up and down his dick while y'all look at a movie in the living room, if they are a women, maybe play with their tits. Or when y'all back in the tent, you should initiate something knowing damm well is hella risky. It's going to excited them and finally give them a reason to do all the punishments they dream to apply on u. Since u been a good girl/boy (is not me...is them ), they only fantasy is about punishing you. Anyway if you guys need any advice how to make it happen, you can always book a reading on my Ko-fi, especially now that's only 20$ (Link at the end of the post)

Much love, Shesca

PILE 3 

Judgment, 5 swords, Page wands, 8 cups 

Check in : Babes, I'm sorry for the fuck up things you been through. You guys have a lot of sexual trauma. You spend your whole in poverty until you made the decision to become an escort or stripper. Which only added to the trauma. Some of y'all been in abusive relationship or all you life you felt like the only way someone will stay with you would be for sex. So you felt obligated to give some. But now you are in healthy relationship. The life you have now is a complete 360 of your past. Stay at home wife in the sunburn, spending most of your weekend supporting your kids hobbies. Nobody would even the guess how hard it was for you to get this peaceful life.

Dirty talk 

Nudist Event 

Power play 

💌 Now girl/boy... what's going ? Why are only serving same old missionary with the men/women you love. I can feel how deeply you love them. So you are completely comfortable around them. Yet no split on dick or feasting on the clit. No crazy lingerie. No lap dancing. No nothing. I don't know much about life but I think when u are married you can defiantly match the freak. Talk nasty to him/her, giving him/her a VIP experience and they will go crazy. Send them nasty pic, girl/boy you have all the power to spice things up. Anyway Pile 3, if you need help on tapping back into your sexual self in more healthy manner, you can always book a reading on my Ko-fi for only 20$.(Link at the end of the post)

Much love, Shesca.

7 wands, Page cups, 9 wands, 7 cups,’’Karmic partner interference’’, ‘’I’m ready to come clean ! I can’t lose you again !’’ 

Food 

Jealousy/possessiveness

Communication 

💌 You are married to someone you don't know anymore. If you know One tree hill (the best TV show in the word), y'all make me think of Quinn and her relationship with her ex-husband David. They were a time, the person on your side was loving and emotionally available. Now he is crazy about profit and barely spend time in the same room as you. Than there's him/her. They know they can treat u better than your husband/wife and is pissing them off the way things are . They dream of licking wiped cream of your nipple, ever since they saw in that sundress at the pool party or when you do your daily run with no shirt on. Anyways Pile 4, I know you are going to figure it all out but if you want insight from your spiritual team regarding this whole mess, you always book a ready on my Ko-fi. Especially now, they are only 20$. (Link at the end of the post)

Much love, Shesca.

[wannab-urs]

Gin's 2023 sappy post

It's hard for me to believe that at the beginning of this year, I didn't know a single one of my best friends in the world existed. But it's true!

How we got here

I'm not quite sure exactly when I started looking up Pedro Pascal on Tumblr, but it was sometime after February. I'd watched Game of Thrones and Oberyn was my favorite character, but I was in one of my periods of not being on Tumblr (I've had this account for about 10 years, but it's seen many fandoms and I haven't always been active).

I watched the first few episodes of The Last of Us that had come out - I was 3 episodes behind I think - and immediately looked up Joel Miller on Tumblr. How could I not? Anyway, give me ten minutes on this hellsite and a middle aged man with a huge imdb and watch me develop a hyperfixation.

So then I looked up interviews. I watched basically every interview this man ever did, but I remember that the Lie Detector interview and his appearance on the Talk Easy podcast are really what did me in. I went from admiring this man as an actor and thinking he's pretty to basically being in love with him.

Anyways....

I didn't mean to start reading fanfic? I come from the world of Destiel on AO3. I never wrote it, I just read copious amounts of it. I'd never read reader insert, much less straight reader insert, and I'd never written a word of anything even resembling a fanfiction.

But I found @prolix-yuy, @frannyzooey, @joelscruff, @fuckyeahdindjarin, and @ezrasbirdie (check the spreadsheet, y'all are at the very top!) and I was hooked.

Then I read Psychomanteum by @whatsnewalycat and Celestial Navigation by @write-and-buried and was inspired to parade my trauma around in a Dieter shaped trench coat: AGOY was born.

@beskarandblasters is the first person I really talked to on here. In fact, Kel is the one who introduced me to most of my friends on here. And we've been harassing each other on the daily since. I hope to 🦵 her in real life someday soon ❤️. I love you, bitch. You mean the world to me.

I could never ever ever list all of my dear friends I've made on here. Seriously, there are so many of you that mean the world to me. But I'm gonna list a few.

My cannibal crew @pr0ximamidnight and @atinylittlepain, without whom Love as Violence Dave (starving season), Head up his Ass Javi (in the a.m.), and the later editions of loser druggie Dieter (AGOY) would not exist - or at least they wouldn't be as good as they are.

My darling soup snake, the loml, my spider twin, my forever partner in making bitches cry (it's us, we're bitches, making each other cry in an endless loop) @ramblers-lets-get-ramblin. #1 AGOY stan forever, you may love my own magnum opus more than I love it. Thanks for listening to me scream about every pedro boy on the planet and thanks for screaming right back at me. I love you.

The random college student I found by accident, decided to take under my wing, and then was subsequently taken under their wing bc it turns out they have more fandom experience and life advice than I can ever hope to have @idolatrybarbie. Bea, my darling, thanks for always letting me bitch, for showing me fics I never thought I'd be into (The Santa Claus AU Frankie Morales Free Use Kink, anyone) but that I often was into, for encouraging my writing, and for being fucking real with me.

The pedrostories crew, but especially @pedrorascal - I love screaming about Pedro with you at... 2:30 in the morning my time (we love time zones!). Thanks for letting me be a terrible mod for your fic archive blog and never getting mad at me for not doing my job. And for being a wonderful, kind, amazing person all the fucking time.

I'm being so serious when I say I could list at least 20 more people. People who brightened my day with a reblog or a message. Or who wrote a fic I still think about at least once a week. Or who made a gifset that is permanently etched into my brain. People I talked to in discords and most likely trauma dumped on and they listened and they cared and they let me hold their trauma in return. I love you guys so fucking much.

Conclusion

I never could have imagined I'd be a writer and run a fic rec blog at 24. Especially not for Pedro Pascal Characters. But here we are -- and I can honestly say it has been the highlight of my year. And I bought a house this year.

I have so many new friends and a new hobby (I never wrote at all before this) just because I wanted to Fuck That Old Man. Incredible.

[astranauticus]

the rwd season 4 qna inspired me to start thinking about college au headcanons except a lot of these are gonna be really specific to my school and y'all are just gonna have to deal with that <3

Kyana feeds some of the school cats. she would feed all of them if she could

Dani smuggled Plug (the scrawniest black cat you've ever seen) into her dorm room illegally and somehow management hasn't caught her yet (based on a true story) (Kyana visits to see Plug all the time)

Finbar keeps an updated tier list of every canteen in the school with breakdowns of the best stalls/dishes for each

A senior from the school of engineering once said to me 'all the engineering people dress like rats cuz our classrooms don't have aircon' (context: tropics) anyway that's Dani

Kyana would probably be involved in a lot of freshman orientation events from second year onwards. she just likes talking to the new kids and giving them advice like she would be the kind of orientation group leader who'd get messages from her freshies asking about all kinds of random nonsense because she's made sure they know they can always contact her with questions

VR-LA is The Guy you go to for textbook pirating resources

(this is more of a 'wouldn't that be funny' but VR-LA is just Veerle's discord handle)

Docent is the name of VR-LA's old laptop that broke down so he gave it to Cassimere (computer engineering major he met once at a networking event) to fix except Cassimere got everything off the hard drive and then somehow managed to fuck it up Even More so he had to get a new laptop (and named it Emi)

Roy has gotten food poisoning from his dorm meal plan at least once (based on at least one true story)

The heap trio + Mandy would be those friends constantly playing majong in the dorm lounge and if all the majong tables are taken they just play in one of their dorm rooms on a towel to dampen the tile shuffling noises (it was Mandy's idea)

Every morning Dani goes to the drinks stall at her faculty and orders one iced coffee to the point where the stall owner starts preparing an iced coffee whenever they see her approach (based on my true story)

Roy would be one of those people who goes clubbing every other week and every time he tries to drag the rest of the heap trio and Egan almost always goes and Dani would go if she didn't have a good excuse but always begrudgingly. anyway Roy would always be the only one having a good time until Egan gets drunk enough to start having fun

Finbar actually uses the dorm kitchens instead of just buying canteen food and it always makes the hallways smell really good

Vhas also uses the dorm kitchen sometimes but like. one time i walked into the pantry on my floor and someone had left cut sweet potatoes and 2 eggs in an inch of water in a pan on the stove. that's Vhas

Kyana's constantly applying for overseas exchanges and international summer/winter school programmes. the world is large and she wants to see it!

Maxim's the definition of a hall phantom. you know he lives on your dorm floor because you pass him by in the hallways sometimes and literally nowhere else. sometimes you're not convinced that he actually exists

VR-LA and Maxim's friendship stems from them being from wildly different faculties (VR-LA's in STEM, Maxim's doing anthropology so arts/social sciences) but also having lots of weird interests they cant really bug anyone in their home faculties about

Elyse is in student government and every once in a while Finbar receives a series of angry texts about the newest idiocy she's had to put up with

MR-SN and AS-TR start a stargazing club together. other notable members include AS-TR's girlfriend E-DN, MR-SN's friend C-RA (the one who always volunteers to carry the heavy ass telescopes) and MR-SN's friend K-LB who he pestered into coming to fix one of the wonky scopes even though K-LB's actually in electrical engineering but he's the only engineering person MR-SN (an arts student) knows

oh and of course VR-LA joins because he genuinely just likes space (developing a crush on his club chairperson was not on his bingo card)

Kyana and E-DN were MMA sparring buddies at one point which is how she found out about the stargazing and joined immediately

honestly i can probably think of more but this post is fuckin long LMAO

[celestiall0tus]

Luka Couffaine Notes - All That Remained

So, I think I see what issue I've had with Luka that I don't with Kagami. And, I ask your forgiveness for the blasphemy I'm about to speak. But you know what they say, right? Better to ask forgiveness than permission. So, let's crack into this.

With all due respect to Luka, he's a decent character in concept. However, from what I've seen, he's dreadfully bland. It's honestly hilarious seeing what a far cry he is in show versus what the fanon is. I've known this fact, but it really isn't until rewatching the older seasons that I see what my issue is. He was really just made to be for Marinette. He is the typical love interest catered to be for the main lead.

Now, there's nothing wrong with the original intention of a character being a love interest. One of my favorite characters, Sally Acorn, was originally intended to be a love interest for Sonic in the Archie Comics. However, for those that read the comics and know her, she became so much more. It's honestly arguable that the world of those comics was built for Sally and not Sonic. Sally became such a big part of the comics and her role was incredible, but she was still intended to be Sonic's love interest. Same goes for Kagami. She is a love interest for Adrien and rival to Marinette, but she feels so much more fleshed out. Like Sally, she's utilized so much more than Luka, which is a shame.

Luka, for all the potential he has, is nothing more than the would-be gold medal. He comes in to offer emotional support and be the rock for the main leads, but mostly Marinette. He is perfect for her, is everything she needs him to be. Day on the ice rink? He's a professional skater. Having trouble with your feelings? Shoulder to cry on and advice giver. She's feeling down and needs a pick me up that the girls can't give her? Enter stage right, Luka.

We see this even in their akumatizations. Luka is akumatized because of Marinette. It is only ever because of Marinette. Kagami did have her share of akumatizations because of Adrien, but for different reasons. Wanting a rematch, Lila, and Adrien lying. And let's not forget the cloud titan that was due to Marinette, not Adrien. Then there's Luka who was akumatized because of either an injustice to Marinette or wanting the fucking truth. (I'm not counting Migration. You all can fuck off with that. That was just bad writing all around that fucking episode.)

Doubling back on the bit about fleshed out. We see more with Kagami about who she is, her struggles, and so much more. We even see her GASP grow as a person. Whereas we have Luka. The man who is always kind, caring, protective, understanding, and patient. Well, that's all fine and all, but what else? What are his flaws? What are his weaknesses? What makes him human? I'm honestly reminded of the scene in Barbie the Nutcracker with the Rat King reading on the Sugar Plum Fairy and just being like "That's it?" Or in Swan Lake when Odette asks "What else?" and prince asshole asks "What else is there?"

You know, it kinda makes sense that when I see canon Luka, I just laugh. I don't see a character like I used to. I see a character with potential relegated to a glorified plot device. He only ever served as a way to advance the plot, which is a fucking sin. If Kagami was allowed to be important later on (which I get for what season 5 was) why couldn't we get that with Luka? I would have loved to have seen more than just a glorified plot device and, I wager, almost falls into the everyman trope. He is ordinary at the time we meet him. The one bit of normal in Marinette's life that we all honestly became attached to. Well, most of us anyway. Makes sense given his borderline blank slate personality of generic good traits.

It also makes sense why I latched onto the Luka in fanon. The entire fandom, all of y'all, make Luka such an interesting character. And I, for one, thank you all. We see more with these characters that don't get the spotlight, especially with Luka. It's amazing seeing what we do with him with the meager template provided by the show. Thank you.

[the-one-who-lambs]

THANK YOU FOR YOUR BEAUTIFUL WRITING, it's been cool to see you bring in new hobbies too and you're growing fast. What inspired you to try art?

Okay two real answers

1. Here's a bit of a secret motivation that's been at the forefront of my mind this entire time: Because I Need to get back at the people who have drawn fanart for my fics so I can counter with more fanart. (Much of the counterattacks have been poetry, but still!) I haven't done this much yet, mostly because I am trying to improve so that it will Look Good and I can do y'all's designs and AUs justice. But I also realize that mindset is a trap because I'll keep pushing back the goalposts about what I think is "good enough" to be gifted-- actually, this was my motivation to ask for y'all's lamb submissions for that one stream a few weeks ago and start drawing them! It was nerve-wracking, and I still have many to finish, but it's been really fun so far. And everyone has been super sweet and encouraging when I've shown them my drawings of their lambs, even with the mistakes I make in the learning process. (Should've expected that from this community, honestly. In my experience, everyone just seems incredibly uplifting!) Anyway, If I don't return the love I am shown tenfold I will collapse.

2. Writing has become rather second-nature to me. I'm always striving to improve my writing, and challenge myself to explore different styles and techniques to tell the stories I'm crafting, but I feel like I'm getting to be a relatively advanced writer (I hope that doesn't sound vain). With that said, I wanted to go through the process of being a beginner at something again, to have a novel outlet to turn to when one creative medium isn't scratching the brain right, and to expand my skillset! Having quite a few friends who have made digital (or traditional!) art, many of whom have become incredibly skilled themselves, got me interested in giving it a shot. It's been frustrating for sure, but ultimately, struggling with something new is enthralling. The difference in my writing abilities and my drawing abilities is stark but that's ok because overall?? It's just fucking FUN. It's ok that my art isn't very polished yet and that I don't have a ton of technical skills.

"keep practicing and have fun" is the main advice that has stuck with me!

[tobiasdrake]

Back into the Underworld, the worst place on Mesa Island. Then we have unfinished business with the Demon King.

Hahaha, I know, right!? Prophet's poker face would be amazing if he didn't keep whispering to himself about his cards at a volume that can be heard from space.

Anyways, I should probably get out there. No more putting this off. As much as I desperately want to. You probably don't know this but I had a bad experience down there and....

...actually, you probably do. You're the one who sends Quarble to me every time, after all. We've been in this together from the start, in a way I never really understood before.

I'm sorry I got offended when you wanted to wear a cool hat too.

Anyway... I guess we should get to work. Partner.

So this is what the Underworld of 500 years ago looks like. Mostly the same.

I suppose that makes sense. This place seems the least likely to change out of anywhere. Oh, shit, and Burning Tirade is probably still around.

Huh. Well, that was relatively straightforward. Jump jump get stabbed Musical Note.

That kind of implies that this manifested essence of crystallized physics is the only thing holding back the Underworld from spreading across Mesa Island.

Are we sure it's okay for me to just. Like. Take it? I'm just saying, if the Underworld starts growing out of control, I'm giving all-a y'all an I Told You So.

You guys built a suspension bridge!? I was just expecting, like, a bunch of planks across rope.

This is incredible. Great work!

In any case, onward to the Forlorn Temple. This is, allegedly, where the Demon King lives. I imagine we won't be able to break the curse without--

FUCK YES ROCKET SILO WOOHOO

This is exactly the kind of funhouse shit I'd fill my evil palace with!

--jamming a kunai in the eyes of each of those four grotesque heads of his. Without a question, we're here to kill the fucker responsible for this cycle.

I have a good feeling about this. Demon King summoned Bugle Thyroid to keep an eye on me when it was my turn at bat. But after I killed him, he didn't come back for Soldier's turn. This implies that stabbing a fucker between his goddamn eyes does have a lasting impact on the cycles.

The way I see it, if we cut off the invasion's quadri-heads, it might not even matter anymore that we're trapped in a time loop.

Probably won't be that simple. Time bullshit never is. But there's no downside to decapitating a warmongering bastard so it's worth a go all the same.

...uh....

I think a king died here. Sucks to be him, I guess.

I am hyped and ready to go. Ready as I'll ever be, in fact.

I've always relied on your advice, Shopkeep. You got anything for me with this one?

Helpful. Thanks.

I suppose that makes sense. We all know what he is and it's not like anyone's ever beaten one of him before. So.

I guess we're going to wing it.

Is this all you do? Sit here and wait for the promised day when you get to go out and harass the last vestiges of civilization?

And I do mean harass. The cycle requires you to fail at exterminating us so we can grow a new society and spawn a new Messenger when you hit that one. We even prop it up in the same place every time so it's not like it's hard to find.

Is this all your immortal existence amounts to? Sit sit sit sit fireball sit sit sit sit sit? You look so bored. Do you not have card games or something you can play with your demon minions?

Seeing you here, I... almost feel bad for you. Please understand that I mean this in the meanest way possible - like, full-throated hate here - but you need to get a fucking life. Besides the four brambleboned dipshits that had their skulls hot-glued to a flesh horror, I mean.

Oh, yeah, no. He's not coming. You'd be surprised how easy it is to perforate someone's internal organs when they're eagerly throwing themselves on your sword.

I know you guys were, like, designated besties from the moment of your demonic rebirth in whatever fucked-up lab Aephorul used to transform you. But he's done. Wasted him like bread crust. You want to fight about it?

Buddy, I've got enough Time Shards to buy way more insolence than this. You want to start running a tab?

This can't be all you've got. The Dweller of Strife was the most powerful Dweller ever to exist. It took a legion of Solstice Warriors during the Eclipse to bring it down.

Did you chucklefucks actually make it weaker when you were bonded to it? This poor bloated mass of flesh is so pitiful now, it can't even do anything more than vomit fireballs and hope no one notices how pathetic it is.

I thought it was just Bowling Tapir having that problem. But no. This is a huge downgrade too. Everything Aephorul tries to improve gets fucked up beyond recognition.

It's a good thing you can fly away to safety whenever Messengers show up to the cyclical battle. Otherwise, we would have slaughtered you long ago.

Lining up the shot. I've got eyes on target and I'm coming in hot. Locking on and here... we... GOOOOOOO!

AAAAAAND Straight up the asshole! I can't believe this is all you've got. I spent my whole mission afraid of you.

It's done, Luana. This went in a completely different direction than I was anticipating. It's been a very weird day. But your unfinished business is complete; I have sodomized the Dweller of Strife.

I don't know if you'd be proud of me; You're kind of a shithead. But I'm proud of me. And that's what matter-- Wait, what's it doing? That doesn't look like dying in agony.

Oh cool, new form. Yeah, that looks way more Dweller of Strife-y than the previous. I think I killed the Acolytes so now it's free from their crippling handicap.

...wait. Shit. That's bad for me.

It looks angry. Hey, are you mad? You look mad.

OH FUCK LASERS

I THINK IT'S MAD

NO NO NO NO NO GO AWAY PLEASE I AM TRYING TO WET MYSELF AND RUN FROM YOU

I think it actually got angrier when I jumped on a rocket! Why!? WHY ARE YOU SO MAD ABOUT ROCKETS!? LUANA I THINK I MADE MISTAKE--

Oh, look. The ceiling. ...OH FUCK THE CEILING

ABORT ABORT ABORT ABORT ABORT ABORT ABORT Hi Strifey how was your day ABORT ABORT ABORT ABORT

Oh wow. So that's what the unyielding fury of eclipse magic burning like a thousand moons looks like. I've always wondered. No matter how many times you read about it, you're never prepared to see it in person.

Don't you agree, Strife?

Yeah, you agree. If I had to guess, I'd say your mistake was chasing me.

Guess this W belongs to you guys, Luana and Solen. But I'm proud to have done my part.

In the butt.

Look at it. Can't wait to show this to Shopkeeper. She's been watching me so she's probably already facepalming as we speak. This is a story I'm going to be weirding people out with at parties for the rest of my life.

Holy shit, are you the Fleshmancer? Wow. What a privilege to meet you! Is it true you once got your ass kicked by an irate cook wielding a frying pan?

In any case, I disagree. Gonna be pretty hard for you to keep burning down our village without your glorified matchbook here. Meanwhile, I've got all the time in the world.

See you around.

Assclown.

[witikli]

(very long but very important post, sorry in advance) hi uh. i know a lot of my recent posts have been more political than usual but um cope bcus its not gonna stop!

it's more important than ever to deprogram ourselves and confront internal biases based on culturally christian & capitalistic society. duh. i see a lot of people saying this but not many giving examples or advice on how to actually go about doing so, other than just "do the research urself." so i'm trying to share some resources to maybe help people get started. if you take the time to check these out and find them helpful, i urge you to share them with your friends and family as well.

second thought and genetically modified skeptic on youtube have some fucking amazing videos deconstructing christian and capitalistic ideas that most ppl probably don't even realize are ingrained so heavily into our society and are reinforced in almost every single piece of media, like, ever. both of them cite reliable sources and include links to all of them in their video descriptions. they explain things thoroughly and make it easy to understand (also they both put really good captions on all of their videos, but do sometimes reference images on screen without explicitly describing them or providing alt text, though these usually aren't essential to the point of the video). and remember to be critical of ALL media, including the channels i've linked and other anti capitalist or anti (cultural) christianity media. the channels i've linked are both run by cishet white abled men, and they're bound to make mistakes.

so anyways, i think a lot of ppl see criticism about cultural christianity/capitalism and assume it doesn't apply to them. myself included. i am an indigenous + asian queer disabled neurodivergent person and i consider myself an anarchopunk communist. i've done hours upon hours of research about this stuff. this does not mean i am immune to propaganda and internal bias, as much as i liked to think i was for a very long time. people always ask how they can help, how they can contribute, how they can possibly make any sort of an effect when they're just one person, who probably can't afford to donate large amounts of money to the people who Can take things into their own hands. the most important thing you can do is educate yourself. which, by the way, costs nothing but your time, and is often really interesting and enlightening. this doesn't mean you have to read depressing stories about people who are less fortunate (though i encourage you to do that as well). i understand news fatigue, hopelessness, and the want to distance yourself from social media as a means of self care. educating yourself doesn't have to be draining and emotionally demanding.

this has kinda turned into an essay but i wanna end it by saying the thing that prompted this was something as simple as that post saying "when are we going to overthrow the government," with a reply saying "y'all couldn't even boycott chick-fil-a." regardless of whether or not you still eat chick-fil-a, there are countless other companies that are much worse that we don't even bat an eye at. i haven't eaten chick-fil-a since i first found out about their homophobic shit, and i thought that gave me some moral high ground to stand on, despite the fact that i still ordered clothes from companies like fucking shein. i know not everyone can afford to stop buying from unethical but more affordable and accessible companies, i can't either. but everyone can at least be aware of the affect these things have, and spread awareness about it. i can do better, and so can you.

[heartsforkento]

omg i'm so happy to find someone else shifting to jjk! what are some of your relationship dynamics??

hey! that's so cool! we jjk shifters are not rare i think people just don't want to say that lmao

anyway my relationship dynamics: (i hope this is what you meant, if it's not then i'll gladly make another post)

i'm shifting to the hidden inventory arc btw, but i'll still write about other characters!

kento: loml, boyfriend, husband whatever! he's an absolute sweetheart i am in love with him (like literally, i get heart eyes when i think about him). i feel like afterwards maybe i'll get married to him and we'll most likely adopt yuuji. guys he's such a sweetheart omg. i love love lovee this man. we do not have the same music tastes lol, like he listens to my chemical romance and i listen to kpop, but we share songs for each other to listen to. we also have little cuddling sessions asw. like he's not into pda, but at home, he makes sure i know that he loves me so fucking much <3

satoru: i actually have not decided on this because idk if i want a poly w him or not, but if we weren't dating, he would be my bestbestfriend. we share the same music tastes and stuff and he opens up to me about what he feels (i force him to). and we have little therapy sessions and shit. he's into space science and astronomy so i have a telescope in my room and he just comes and we look at the night sky and shit

suguru: best friends. i bring him out with me if i'm going anywhere. i think he genuinely enjoys hanging out w me and we usually go out for food (mostly spicy food and we don't bring satoru because he does not like spicy food.) oh btw i scripted he don't turn evil. also i scripted i can ride motorbikes, so i take him out with me and we just go to random places at night.

shoko: along with utahime, we are best friends. i feel like we are super close when it comes to some little things, like idk how to say it help but i share stuff with them i can't tell the boys + shoko knows a lot more about my life and backstory than the boys do. we go out a lot, be it clubs, parties or shopping. i love my wife bro :(

utahime: best friends. she is so cute bro and she's always checking up on me (i'll cry). me being a foreigner, i won't grasp everything so she tries to make sure i understand and she makes sure that i don't feel left out in any way. i love my other wife bro :(

haibara: my younger brother (not actually). he's such a cutie oml and i always make sure that he's learning well and i teach him sometimes also. we go on little ice cream dates, sometimes w satoru, sometimes w/out because satoru can be a handful. we go out for movies a lot, i feel like he's into a lot of romance movies (the notebook). we had a whole ass crying session after watching it. also he's such a good listener, when i want to vent, he's always listening

now as for yuuji, megumi and nobara, we'll be meeting like after a long time but i'll still write about them

yuuji: my son. i'll adopt him definitely and honestly i don't think we have any other relationship dynamic apart from mother and son. i'll always be looking out for him and he'll call me everyday, just to talk about anything

megumi: i think like yuuji, i would be a maternal figure to him? i feel like he could act pretty nonchalant lol, but still care for me and others.

nobara: i think i would once again be a maternal figure and i think we would really enjoy going out for shopping, talking about fashion and make-up and me giving relationship advice, i think it would be cute

but anyway that's it hehe, i'm honestly so confused as to what i should script for toji and mamaguro but like i'll figure it out yeah

i hope this gave y'all some motivation lol, you all take care and happy shifting okay?

[itsdefinitlysage]

Don’t know why I’m telling you this but just had some very disappointing sexting. I’ve only sexted with two people, this being the second person. And oh my god the first person was so good and it was so fun for both of us. Like we both spent so long making sure each person got what they wanted and had a great time. And then idk what I was expecting but messaged someone else tonight cause was horny/bored and it was just really boring for me. Like I had a lot of fun thinking about sucking her girl dick and feel like I described it really well. And the premise was so good like I was becoming her puppy and she was my owner. But when it got down to actually sexting she just never seemed to get into it. I was doing all the work pleasuring her and she was giving me nothing in return :( . Maybe I’m just pouting but still it was nothing compared to the other person. Also I’m pretty sure I scared the other person off or something cause they haven’t messaged me in a while and aren’t really interacting with my posts any more which is kinda sad cause I felt like we had a good connection. Or maybe I’m just over thinking it who fucking knows. Anyway idk why I told you all that but I felt like telling someone.

The advice I offer to you is this, there will always be ups and down that is everything its nigh impossible to compare a low or mid point to a high point you had a great time with the first person and not so great with the second that's how it goes. The other thing is this its a mutual experience communicating desires and what works for each other is important, if one likes something but the other does not then either find a work around or work past that point sex is weird simple as that. Hope y'all both have better times going forward!

[sepyana]

Jjba Stardust Crusaders Ep. 9-15 thoughts

Ep. 9

It's a bit boring tbh. It's a Jotaro episode, and I'm gonna be honest, I don't think Jotaro can carry an episode by himself. He's fun when he is with the rest of the cast, but kind of boring otherwise? I don't really hate him or anything. I just wish a bit more out of his solo episodes

Yeah, there is also the Cherry thing. The end of the episode got me

Rest under the cut

Ep. 10

Finally some good fucking conflict baby!! This is when Polnareff became a vivid character in my mind. Polnareff trying to fight the Hanged Man alone and Advol being the most upset by it the most makes sense for them. I guess Advol feels a bit betrayed because he has a lot of respect for the guy.

Polnareff gives a flimsy reason why him going alone is a good thing but you can tell later that he knows this is objectively the worse choice deep down, he is just too angry to care. Everyone knows this. Advol is the only one who thinks he can force him to not go (which does speak to his "holier than thou" additude a bit).

Later when Polnareff's arrogance bites him in the ass it's Advol who comes in to help him first. Polnareff saying this was to lecture him or prove him wrong is not entirely untrue. I'm sure that was a part of it. Ultimately though the main reason is because he doesn't wanna see him die. That's what I think, at least.

I was mad that they killed Advol early but I saw him in the thumbnail of some episodes later scrolling thru Netflix so uhh. We get to have more Advol later :D idk how tho.

This was around the time when I went in to check out the dub. I would have loved the dub for the first two parts if it weren't for the stupid. fucking. accents. This part doesn't have em. The dub's great y'all I reccomend it for sure. Also I swear I heard Advol's va somewhere else before.

Ep. 11

Another good episode for characterizetion, for Polnareff and Kakyoin this time. I'm glad the Joestars weren't in these episodes. Shrinking down the cast sometimes is good, builds their interpersonal relationships. One thing I'm worried about is how many Polnareff episodes we have gotten, I hope he doesn't die early.

Anyways, fight scenes were great. I especially like the shot where Polnareff gets his ass saved again. By Kakyoin this time.

I like Kakyoin a lot in this episode. He is definitely the guy with the most emotional intelligence. Back and forth between him trying to talk some sense into Polnareff vs Hol and the Hanged man taunting him was good.

I also like how he waits to get out of danger before breaking Polnareff's nose. That's some emotional maturity right there.

Now that Polnareff has calmed down, we can focus on defeating the stand users again.

Kakyoin repeating Polnareff's linea to him when they cornered is nice. It reminds me of how he said "I don't really know why myself" when the crew asked why he wanted to join them. Fun little detail.

Another detail is the crowd's faces wehn Joseph and Jotaro find Advol's body. I couldn't find a good place to mention that.

I should also mention Hol Horse. He is a cowboy. His stand is a gun. His last name is just Horse. When faced with the people he is suppose to kill he just runs away. He also steals the crew's car at some point. I would kill to see him and Dio interact. Truly one of the jjba characters of all time.

Ngl I ugly laughed at him running away at the end. They animated it so well too and for what.

Ep. 12

It was about time we got a Joseph episode.

Polnareff is tying to give Nena some advice about love and shit and he is just. not getting thru to her. This episode is when Polnareff officially became the silly one of the group.

I'm glad to see Joseph be his BT self again. Predicting people's lines and all. Sure, age has made him weaker (evenho he is still absolutely built), but it shouldn't make him stupider. I wish we saw his intelligence at play, outside of this episode.

Hermit purple is a cool stand and seeing it get utilized is always a treat.

This is the first time they show Hamon doesn't work on stands i think? I sort of assumed that was the case but this confirms it. Even with that, Hamon still has a lot of utility. It's weird to see Joseph not use it.

I guess the SPW foundation cleared his record after this. Honestly, I have no idea what they would to without it. Where would we be if it wasn't for Speedwagon's huge crush on Jonathan.

Ep. 13

This is one of my favourite "stand user of the day" episode so far. The stand is fucking sick, the group has good chemistry together. From Polnareff being and idiot to Jotaro and Kakyoin's banter.

My main complaint is that they brought the girl back. I sang praises about her earlier and they took that personally ig. She is only in this episode too. I just don't see the point. Did she need to have a crush on him? One thing I liked about her was seeing Jotaro interact with a stranger that 1. didn't try to kill him 2. Wasn't smitten by him. She leaves after this so it doesn't even matter tham much but y'know.

Ep 14 and 15

I joked about the fog being a stand earlier i didn't think they'd actually go for it. It's definitely a creative one.

Is Polnareff not knowing the stand user and trying to befrend them gonna be a trend? I'm here for it 100%.

Something about Jotaro referencing Columbo delights me.

I don't have much to say about these two episodes. I found them pretty entertaining but not much to note about. Other than Polnareff licking the toilet.

And this is it i'm pretty sure. These take a lot of time to write but I like journaling my thoughts. Mostly for myself, aslo for my 3 mutuals.

We'll probably get a Kakyoin episode soon. He hasn't used his main stand ability at all since episode 2. I get why, but it's a bit of a shame.

[anunkindncss]

“  don’t bury your feelings.  sadness.  hurt.  rage.  feel it.  acknowledge it so you can decide what you want to do with it.  not what it will do to you.  ” ( bETTIE AND OZ bc the pollards are all about feeling your feelings )

Oz had been drinking. Not entirely out of the normal, but he was sure Betty had heard about his brother by now. Motorcycle accident. Really his own fault, and yet Oz was here, drowning his sorrows in a bottle of tequila when she'd shown up. Somehow she always knew where he was, whether it was Red needing Oz, or Oz needing Red. When she spoke to him, the usually joy-filled Oz chuckled coldly. "Any other time you're pushing me as far away as possible, you've got fortune cookie advice for me now? C'mon Bet. We both know you don't give a good damn." He muttered, pounding down another shot before he let his head hang for just a second. He didn't mean that. He knew she knew that... Or at least he hoped she did but he couldn't help the way the words were pouring out of his mouth. "Y'all have each other. A whole family, a whole unit. You know what I've got? You guys. Now, anyway. That's fucking it. Nothin' to my name. Just my music, Red.... and for some reason I keep holding on to some hope you're gonna wake up one day and let me in. Just an inch or two. Stupid fucking brick walls you guys put up. And what for? If you're supposed to feel your feelings..." He used air quotes for emphasis. "Why the hell is it you never let me see any of yours?"

[multifandoms27-blog]

Yuji Itadori Relationship HC's

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Content: Yuji Itadori x gn!Reader hcs!

Warnings: Gojo lol

Notes: I am so in love with this boy omfg. Also, Yuji is aged up to 18+ here.

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YOU SCORED THE PUPPY BOY 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

Would do literally anything for you, on GOD

Thinks you're the best at everything. Even if you aren't, he is your boyfriend and therefore your HYPEMAN

Will probably rope Nobara to root for you, too. Congratulations, now you have TWO puppies rooting for you

Yuji also really loves PDA, but will be understanding if you don't how fucking dare you make him upset I will fight you

He really really really loves giving you kisses, and if you don't like PDA, he'll literally drag you anywhere private just to give you some smooches

"Whaaaaat, (Y/n)-chan? No one can see us!" :(

Will beg you to hold his hand though, if you don't like PDA. If you do, he'll just grab it and not let go

He also doesn't realize how hard he's squeezing your hand

He's very smothering, and if you asked for space he'd give it to you, but he'd miss you very much (SMOTHER ME YUJI)

He likes to poke and pinch your cheeks, then giggle about how cute you look

Absolutely wants to cuddle at any given moment, he loves being big spoon or just holding you in general

Makes him feel all big and tough like Todo when he does 😤

If you guys end up fighting, he's just gonna start crying for the duration of the fight (even as he's arguing with you) and after

When you forgive him or apologize (or both) he'll go "so...you don't hate me anymore?" with the biggest puppy dog eyes

YUJI 😭😭😭

Sorry. Anyway-

Sukuna will definitely interrupt any kind of date or cuddle session you two have, just to be an ass

Although if it's a major moment for you two, he's on the edge of his fucking seat watching you two like its a soap opera

Sukuna is 100% your biggest shipper. He will fight Nobara and Gojo on this.

SPEAKING OF THAT ALBINO HAIRED BASTARD

He would 100% give Yuji shitty playboy advice on how to confess his feelings before y'all began dating. It wasn't until Megumi gave him advice that he actually started to get somewhere with you

Loves taking selfies with you and posting about you on social media. Definitely the type of boyfriend to either have matching pfp's with you, or his pfp IS you. He also has your username/name in his bio with a shit ton of hearts

Is always inviting you to his dorm to watch moves and cuddle. Gojo thinks y'all are hooking up, but Yuji insists that you aren't

Nanami is able to give Yuji good advice after the relationship starts. Yuji starts to go to Nanami for advice after any fights or if he gets jealous

Nanami is always able to calm the poor boy down, get the whole story, and gives good advice along with helping him with the proper time to act out said advice

nanami is so hot. expect hc's of him next.

SORRY. Anyways-

Speaking of being jealous, I don't think Yuji is a really jealous person, but I don't think he isn't jealous either

Like, if you pass up one too many cuddle nights to hang out with someone else, he's gonna start getting upset whenever he sees you with said person, and posting about said person

However, thanks to Nanami, he understands that you have friends and can't spend all your time with him. As much as he'd love it if you did :(

When he finally gets you alone, he'll tell you how he feels. Nanami is 100% outside the door for moral support. Then you feel bad and embrace Yuji, apologizing to him and kissing him, he'll sneakily give Nanami a thumbs up, which the older man returns

Gojo definitely gets jealous that Yuji asks Nanami for advice.

"Nanami~!" Gojo skipped into the room. "Where were you earlier? I was calling you."

"Yuji needed my advice."

"Hah? On what?" Gojo peered at him over the top of his sunglasses.

"His relationship with (Y/n)." Nanami straightened his tie, looking into a nearby window. "Yuji wanted to know what to do for his anniversary with her."

"What?! He didn't even ask me!"

"Shocker." Nanami spoke in a monotone voice. "Listen, Gojo. Don't you dare try interrupting what he has planned. It's a special night for them."

"But-"

"I will personally chain you up."

"Ooh kinky, Nanami-san~." Gojo grinned.

"Shut up." Nanami groaned.