#crying cw

[sweetsuo]

Chiika is a very odd character to me so far since we know so little about him and what we do know is from Endo’s POV so we don’t rly know how reliable it is. BUT I do have very specific head canons about him like a voice SO HERE YA GO

 [slaps fic like an old car]

𝐓𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧 𝐀𝐧𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐥

Chiika Takiishi x fem!Reader

Cw. Crying. Sex work. Rough sex. Emotional conflict. Blood. Mention of birth control & period (blood unrelated to this).  Genre & Synopsis. [ SMUT! ] Taming the beast that is Chika Takishi. wc. 1.2k

Chiika’s hand slides along your throat, grazing the sensitive flesh with a shocking amount of care. You’ve seen those same hands break bones, yet he touched you now like you’d break under the slightest pressure. He had you pressed with your back to the hardwood floor, right hand caressing the curvature of your body. His expression was blank, but you could see the slight crease between his brows as he focused on you. 

His fingertips grazed the slit between your thighs. Long, pretty cock twitched at the slick forming at his fingertips. He played, stroking up and down to his leisure. Within his left hand, he felt the heave of your chest through the palm of his hand and the way your heart fluttered by the pulse under his fingers. When he inserted his middle finger and you arched your back at the flame that singed you from within, he let slip a satisfied grin. 

He's come a long way from a few days ago, when his tender touch was nothing more than rabid rutting between your legs: 

Endo bought your time in the hopes that getting laid would be best for his dear virgin friend, Chiika. He even acted as mediator the first time in case something was to go awry. From meeting him, you understood what the brunette meant when he said Takiishi was ‘a tough nut to crack.’ His expression barely changed, he seldom gave reactions to what was going on around him, and even the slightest issue resulted in someone breaking or bleeding. He seemingly had no interest in nearly anything aside from fighting and destruction. 

Taming this monster of a man was no easy feat, either. The redhead only fucked you initially because Endo promised him something or another in return. After, it was obvious that he had a sex drive. For about a week straight, he fucked you like a wild animal. Frightening as he was, you couldn’t deny how much of a turn-on it was. The mix of desire and curiosity melded, resulting in your extended stay with the two. Chiika kept with his routine. No foreplay. No Prep. Just a quick, rough, session until he was satisfied. It would happen whenever, wherever. You practically had to keep lube on-hand for when the act could happen.

He was rough. He didn’t stop even if you were spent. He truly only cared about his own needs, treating you nothing more than a doll to satiate his needs before a prowl. He didn’t emote and he barely made a sound past grunting. It was always doggy, no eye contact. No intimacy. No interest in you. He’d finish and leave Endo to take care of the aftercare when you were left overstimulated.

It wasn’t until you cried did he stir from his shell. His cock was nestled deep within you, tip bottoming out painfully. You bit your finger hard and sniffled, body entirely too tense for comfort and legs trembling from underneath. You had your head bowed and your shoulders shook as tears dripped down your cheeks. With a pitiful hic, you steeled yourself for more. You were determined to see this man crack at some point. And crack he did... just not in the way you thought. 

Rather than continue, Chiika slid out. 

“Fuck’s wrong?” 

You blink away newly formed tears as you stare bewildered over your shoulder, “Wh- huh?” 

He shifted on the bed, roughly pulling you onto your back to face him. His hands were at either side of your head on the bed and his frame hovered over you, reminding you of his size. Your body went cold and you feared you’d be the next blood pulp for his fireworks. It was then you noticed his eyes. The dreadfully dull honey hues now seemed to have a shred of concern. They betrayed the flat-pressed line of his lips. 

“What. The fuck. Is wrong?” His voice is cold, flat in affect, but forceful in its question. 

“You...” Your mouth opened and closed, searching to find words through the frenzy of your thoughts. Your chest rises and falls. He grabs your cheeks roughly, squishing them between his forefinger and thumb. He examines your expression thoroughly and then looks down. There was a very light spotting of blood on the sheets. You already knew from the pain this was going to happen. 

He didn’t flinch, just tilted his head. It took him a moment to piece things together. You’d been on birth control to skip your period. There was a bit of color on his cock, too. “I did that.” His hand loosened on your cheeks. Takiishi sat upright, hands pressing at your thighs to separate the thick of them in investigation. His nose scrunched and the corner of his lips twitched ever so gently downward, “Yeah?” His eyes are on you again. The intensity of his stare was startling. You couldn’t quite place what his expression was telling you but his voice -

Was that... concern?

“Y-yeah,” You sniffle out, “Usually can prevent it but,” You revisit how he grabbed your wrist to bring you to the bedroom as soon as he got home. You didn’t have the time to grab the lube this time. A wave of irritation overcame you, overtaking every other step of preservation in your system, “You always just go in without any prep work! Like yeah, sure, you have a nice dick an’ all, but I barely have time to use lube and this time I didn’t even get to grab it!” You rub your eyes, a roll of hics shattering your scarlet voice, “A-and you’re ramming your cock into my cervix so hard it hurts.Like fuck’s sake, did Endo not even tell you what to do? I get you were a virgin but forreal? The hell were you expecting?” You’re still on your back, palms pressed to your eyes and you wait for whatever is to come. At this point you didn’t care what he did. Not that he ever laid a hand on you for anything other than sex. The risk was always there.

“Oh.” He mutters dryly. You don’t know what he’s doing, but the weight shifted on the bed. Large, warm palms wrapped around your wrists, puling your hands away from your eyes. He licked the tear form your cheeks, calming your crying via sheer confusion. “What do I do?”

“Uh...” You blink, crying nearly stopped, “For me not to bleed?” 

“For you not to hurt.” There was novel warmth in his words. You feel a flush to your cheeks.  

“A little hurt is fine,” You noted, “I guess start with foreplay? Go slow?”

“Sure. Not tonight. Tomorrow.” Chiika nodded, flopping back onto his pillow. It wasn’t an apology, but probably the closest you’d get to it for right now. You’d take this as a win. You broke through. 

You’ve begun to train the beast. 

[onlyjaeyun]

jake worshipping u! all of u! with that lips. sounds like heaven.

sim jaeyun has his way with words, yet he prefers to let his touches speak when it comes to you. there's just something about you which so easily erases every single word in his vocabulary, and he's never loved anything as much ss his reaction to your simple existence. and that's why he's so determined to let you know – to show you, just how much he loves and adores every single part of your body.

he always starts with the softest kiss on your forehead, his plump lips grazing the skin before they find their way down to your eyes, then your soft cheeks, your chin and lastly your lips. jaeyun's kisses are addictive. he's soft and calm, slow yet firm in every skngle one of his movements, which is why kissing him always feels like a whole new experience each time. he never lets you go without pushing his hot tongue into your mouth, his eyes always roll into the back of his head when you get his silent request and start sucking on the hot muscle. jake knows he's trained you well, you're his angel girl after all.

by the time he pulls away to find his way down your neck you're breathless and actual putty in his hands, your lids heavy from the arousal pumping through your veins and the pleasure clouding your brain in a way only jake manages to.

one thing about sim jaeyun is also the way he loves to take his time undressing you. you're his most precious gift, there's no way he's going to rush himself, not even if you're only wearing a tank top and some flimsy panties. pulls the straps down your shoulders and litters your arms in open mouthed kisses, doesn't say a word and doesn't make a single noise because he's losing himself in the way your taste lingers on his to gue and your cute whimpers sound like music to his ears.

he's usually quiet clmposed up until then, yet once he pulls the fabric of your top down to expose the most perfect pair of tits he's ever had the privilege to lay his eyes on, jake sim is an absolute goner. spends a good five minutes covering one of them in his hot kisses, pulls the hardened nipple into his mouth and sucks while his other hand takes care of the other side, squeezing and gently toying with the nub just how he knows you like it.

those are also the moments when you actually get lost in the heavy haze of your pleasure; jake's mouth, his hot breath and the way he applies just the right amount of pleasure never fails to push you in the deepest bits of your arousal.

he wants to show your legs, your soft thighs and your pretty ass the same amount of attention, but the moment he gets the tiniest of taste of your sweet cunt, that's when you know his act of worship is over because if there's one thing about sim jaeyun, it's the fact he will spend actual hours on his knees, in between your legs with his pretty face buried in your cunt, sucking on your overly sensitive clit and fucking you with his tongue until you're nothing but a nonsense babbling mess for him. he never pulls away unless you're uncontrollably sobbing from how overstimulated you are, too fucked out to actually beg him to stop, just cute little whines and whimpers, sobs and cries falling past your lips because you don't want him to stop but you physically can't take it anymore. that's when he pulls away and actually takes care of his own pleasure.

[beeflibeef]

[snaplingshop]

And what will happen? Will I dream?

I am too scared to close my eyes.

[neuroglitch]

Saw this in the local supermarket and I'm like.. What kinda psychological warfare is this now ... I hope the poor thing found a loving home.

[snapling]

sometimes you wish you could go back to the way it used to be

[dumblemonchickenwing]

my stuff , oc, ''doomed by narrative'' meme, hospital cw

[chokit-pyrus]

Samurai Rabbit: The Usagi Chronicles - 1.04 Run Rabbit Run

[idiot-mushroom]

[blackcur-rants]

Question for all “The Owl House”, “Amphibia”, and/or “DuckTales” (2017) fans among my followers

What would you personally say are the show’s most powerful and emotionally resonant moments (both heartwarming and tear jerking) in any of these three shows?

[jaeyleo]

since its been two months (im so sorry) here is a SMALLLLLLLL teaser for part seven of locks or keys for those interested. content warnings: emesis, crying, blood, overall whump.

part seven will be posted within the next couple days and after that i am setting a due date for myself for chapter/series fics so updates can stay at least once a week/ once every two weeks. anyway, enjoy this tiny tiny tiny snippet.

Staring at the mess in front of himself, Chase can’t help but vomit even more. He is a shaking, disgusting mess by the time he’s just dry heaving, and he cries like a child while he tears glass from his bloody knees and hands. His composure is yet to come, but there is no room to wallow and feel sorry for himself. He must do as he’s told, and prove to Pseudo that he deserves no more than what he’s already been given.

[zindoesart]

my oc delphine with her mother and father.

[beebundt]

im busy with an art trade but wanted 2 share some recent scraps of charlie. i haven't posted abt her in years oh my god

[girlatrocity]

it's never over, all my blood for the sweetness of her laughter

inspo credits to "Veil" by @/_K0TTERl_

toga ver

[snapling]

yes, there's more of them