#demies world

[demiesworld]

Ma’am… imma need a mini series of karaku ruining y/n like he said he would..

【♛ demie: A MINI SERIES?! eres loca baby... well since you asked so nicely anon here you go babes~】

eating you out

pairings: karaku x fem!reader

synopsis: a continuation of my riding karaku's thigh fic. in this one karaku eats the reader's pussy (͠≖ ͜ʖ͠≖)

contents: nsfw, inexperienced!reader, virgin!reader, oral (f receiving), fingering, corruption kink, dirty talking, praise kink, dry humping, just the usual filth

notes: reader is afab and uses she/her pronouns. karaku calls reader "kiddo" but it is a term of endearment and reader is of legal age.

part one here!

Ever since that night you had with Karaku, you were shy to be around his other counterparts. While they all kept asking you where you were, you just told them you went to the bath house with Karaku. You didn't elaborate any more of that. Urogi was the worst one of them all, he kept badgering you for more answers. It didn't stop until Sekido or Karaku himself defended you and got Urogi off of your back. Meanwhile, the quietest counterpart, Aizetsu just observed your odd behavior. You would be mortified if they were to ever find out about your intimacy you had with Karaku.

Though a good thing did come out from the night you shared. You confessed your feelings to Karaku and he reciprocated them. You went on nightly walks with Karaku, and talking to him about the things you enjoyed to do during the day time. A part of you was sad that he couldn't be out in the sunlight with you to participate in day activities. However, you didn't complain to him about it.

You were surprised to find a gift from Karaku laying on your bed for you one night when they were out on a mission. It was a maple leaf-shaped uchiwa that looked exactly like his. He was considerate. He must have noticed you getting hot during the summer weather and got this for you.

As you sat there on your futon, kneeling on the mattress you heard your door sliding open with a creak. You turn your head to the sound just to see Karaku standing there in the doorway. The corners of your lips rise to your cheeks and you gently set the uchiwa down to run into Karaku's arms.

Karaku let out a startled squawk when you embraced him. He looked down at you with a wide toothy smile as he caressed your head. "Hello to you too kiddo. Are you that happy to see me?" He asks with a playful tone to his voice.

You nod your head then lifted your head to look up at the taller demon, a warmth grew on your cheeks as you say, "I got your gift. The uchiwa, thank you for it Karaku."

He turns his face away from you, not wanting you to see him flustered. The demon places his hands on your shoulders and turns you towards your futon. "No need to thank me. I just saw you were sweating last night and thought you may need something." He guides you to sit on the mattress, crossing his legs and gesturing for you to sit in his lap.

You sat in it and you remember the night he spent with you at the bathhouse. The memories of what you did with him flooded your mind and you started getting warm in your face and other places. He must have sensed your change in emotion because he cupped your cheek in his hand and caresses your bottom lip with his thumb.

"Is something wrong kiddo?"

A shake of the head is what you gave him and you shyly smile down at him. "Everything is fine, Karaku."

"Don't lie to me, Y/N. I can practically smell you."

You froze, you forgot that Karaku had a keen sense of smell due to him being a demon. He revealed that to you at the bath house that night when he said he could smell your virginity and your arousal. You tightly squeeze his broad shoulders with your small hands as you begin pushing away from him.

Karaku's arms wrapped tightly around your waist as he pulls you closer to him. You wriggle in his hold, dramatically trying to get away from him. Not that you were scared of Karaku, but you feared of what sort of sinful effects he can introduce to you.

The tanned demon's mouth went up to the juncture of your collarbone and neck and there he bit your flesh between his teeth. No blood was drawn, no skin was broken, but the pressure he gave was enough to have you jolt and freeze.

You whimpered, "Ka-Karaku..."

He releases the hold on your skin and looks up at you with half-lidded green eyes. "I thought I told you not to act so scared around me. I would never intentionally hurt you kiddo and you know this."

"Yes, I know Karaku but,"

"Then what is it that's making you push yourself away from me huh?" His hand lowers the collar of your kimono down your shoulder and licks his tongue at the exposed skin.

You stutter over your words, "I'm, I don't think I'm,"

"Speak up kiddo, use your big girl words and tell me what you want." He says before using his lips to suck blemishes onto your skin. His mouth sucking then swiping his moist tongue on it. The feeling of him showering your body with tender kisses made you melt and tremble in his arms.

A warmth floods your cheeks and you mutter, "I want you to make me feel good like last time, please Karaku." You squeeze your eyes shut tight and let out a whine when he stops kissing you.

Karaku hums and stares blankly at the mark he had created on your body. His thumb brushes over it, causing you to jerk and moan, and then he presses down firmly. The choked out gasp you let out causes the demon to smirk proudly. He responds to your revelation, "Trust me, I will make you feel good, but it won't be in the same way that we did it before kiddo."

A look of confusion crosses over your face and you gawk at Karaku for a moment. The demon doesn't say anything to explain what he meant. Rather he lies you on your back on the futon and climbs on top of you. His hands holding your wrists above your head and his legs nudging yours apart. The position he had you in was quite intimate. The sides of your kimono was spread open and showed that you wore nothing to cover your pussy.

"Ka-Karaku what are we doing?" You ask in a shaky tone. You were excited to do something new with him, while at the same time scared over what it could be.

He kisses the underside of your jaw gently then answers, "We're going to try something new. Something that I know you will enjoy a lot."

You don't react when he unties the ribbon on your kimono and opens it up to show your naked body. You don't even fight with Karaku as he creates a trail. Starting from your neck, down to your collar bone, kissing the valley between your breasts. His lips make a detour to your nipples where he takes one of them into his tepid mouth. A surprised gasp emits from you and you moan as he sucks on your nipple. The scent of your arousal spikes, increasing in its intensity into the room and Karaku tries to keep himself from ravaging you like an animal.

After he's sucked both nipples till they are hardened and covered in his spit the demon continues his trail. His hands let go of your wrists and once he does you thread your fingers through his thick hair. A moan leaves from your mouth when he kisses the pubic bone of your mound. Though you gain clarity of where he's heading and your fingers pull at his hair, directing him away from there.

"No, not there Karaku, that's not where your mouth should be!"

He grunts, "Relax kiddo, it's okay."

You shake your head, "No it's not. That place it's... it's dirty."

"Are you telling me that you don't clean down there?"

"No! I do clean down there, but I've never had someone's mouth down there before! It's a little embarrassing..."

"Y/N," the sound of your name got your attention. Karaku only used your name when he needed for you to listen to him. "I wouldn't be doing this if I found this to be dirty. I told you that I want to be the only one to show you these things. That I want to be only one for you to experience them with. Did I not say that?"

You whine, and your grip on his hair loosens, "You did..."

He maintained, "Then let me do this, my little human. Let your demon show you just how much," his lips kiss on the hood of your clit, "He worships you."

His green eyes flicker up to yours as he lowers his head down in between your thighs. Karaku kisses your inner thigh on the left then repeats the action on the right. His tongue slithers to your outer lips where he licks at them. His hands spread your legs wider, exposing your blossoming petals and leaking cunt. You watch with dazed eyes as he sticks out his tattooed kanji tongue and licks your clit with a flick. The action compelled a moan out of you and brought a wicked smile to Karaku's lips. He kisses your clit gently, before sucking it in his mouth and twirling his tongue against it.

You can't explain how you felt when he had his mouth sucking on your clit like a straw. Though you expressed how good it felt by moaning and helping Karaku through holding underneath your knees to keep your legs spread. Could this be what he meant by exploring your deepest and darkest desires? No this couldn't be this. This was just the tip of the iceberg it seemed. While you were a virgin and inexperienced in the language of sex, however Karaku was well versed in it. You speculated since he was a demon and had decades of experiencing relations with other people.

Just then his tongue flattened against your clit then swiped up. You gasp and suppress a moan of his name.

"You're doing so well my little human. Looking at you holding your legs open for me, you know how to follow directions without being told." Karaku says before he adds, "I'm pleased to know that."

A wet smacking sound and the feeling of your pussy lips being tugged made you squeal. Karaku releases them with a lewd "pop" then tugs on them again with his lips. After releasing your lips once more, the demon uses his thumb to lift the hood of your clit as he rapidly flicks his tongue at the nub.

Your thighs quiver from him lapping at your clit like a kitten and you could feel something wet drip down your pussy. Your mouth tries to suppress another moan, however Karaku was not having none of that. His finger slid in between your lips and stroked them up and down till he inserted it. Your warmth swaddled his digit as he worked his finger inside of you. The demon pushed himself to sit on his knees before you on the futon and he looked at you with narrowed dark eyes.

"Let me hear those sounds Y/N. Don't be so shy around me." He says as he twists his finger and hears a squelching sound emit from your pussy. A sigh comes from him, "Come on kiddo,"

You shake your head and whisper to him shakily, "I-I don't want to. I don't want to be too loud, w-what if the others m-might h-hear? Hm!" Your voice was losing it's steadiness once Karaku added another finger and started quickening up his speed. "Ugh! Oh my G-God..."

He scoffs, "Who cares if they hear you? I don't care about that. I want to be able to hear how good I'm making you feel kiddo. So let out those moans, be loud, and tell me what you want."

Your body squirmed on the bed as he plunged his fingers deeper into your cavern. There was a poke at some sort of thing inside that caused you to let out a loud moan. Your hips were unconsciously moving on their own to chase the feeling again. They rocked back and forth on Karaku's fingers drenching them in your juices. You look down at his fingers appearing and disappearing into your heat the sight of it made you flush and whimper.

Your eyes slowly look up from his hand, to his toned abdomen, and then at his chiseled face. Just then you cupped his cheeks into your hand and brought his face to yours. You kissed him passionately, sliding in your tongue into his mouth, and sucking on his lips. The kiss was short but intense enough to have you both gasping for air.

"I want y-your mouth d-down there again... ahh... m-make me feel something special Karaku. I-I want to feel good, please." You murmur against his lips.

The demon brings you in for lasting, mind-numbing kiss, before he pulls away and lowers his head down to your pussy. Karaku kisses your clit with a wet smack before his tattooed tongue dives into your heat. He moans onto your pussy, excited from how you taste and drinks up your essence. He wiggles his tongue inside of you and then sucks on your lips.

Your lips twitch into a content lazy grin and you run your fingers through his hair. You moan out, "Karaku that feels so nice... hm... ah!" You jolt up when he began quick onslaughts of his tongue. "O-Ohh! Oh! Karaku! F-Fuck!" Immediately after you swore you cover your mouth with your hand and whimpered behind it.

The demon pulls his mouth away, your cream moistening his lips and chin. He swipes his tongue on his lips before saying, "It's okay to swear, princess, that's not a bad thing." He kisses your inner thigh and laps at your entrance. "That just means I'm doing something right."

He had a point but you were supposed to be a lady. Ladies didn't swore, and they for sure wouldn't let a demon devour their pussy like it was their last meal. Though... you were liking it. You liked the feeling of a fanged demon's mouth slurping your pussy. You were trembling with pleasure from how he fingered you earlier. So for you to still think of yourself as being a lady was done with. It was over as soon as Karaku vowed to take away your innocence some moons ago.

You felt the courage to voice out your wants, after deliberating and taking some time you speak, "Your tongue feels so nice in my pussy Karaku, please fuck me with it."

The demon grins against your pussy and wastes no time in burrowing his tongue into your heat again. He watches you in admiration, his cheeks flushed, while eating you out. Your eyebrows furrowed, mouth parted in an "o" shape, and your eyes clouded by the sheer curtain of lust. You looked so pretty, so fucked out when he hasn't gotten to get his own fill of you. Soon he will, just not now. Right now Karaku wanted for you to cum on his tongue. Paint his face in your sweet delectable juices.

"Hm, what a nice little whore you are. Asking me to fuck you with my tongue so politely. You haven't lost your manners yet, kiddo?" He said.

Your pussy clenched around his tongue when he called you a whore. You didn't know why the derogatory word made you do that, but you wanted for him to call you that again. Your fingers thread through his black hair, pulling his mouth closer to your gushing cunt. "C-Call me that again," You beg. "Say it again,"

You felt the warmth leave from your pussy only to be filled by his fingers. You didn't know how many of them were stuffed in, although you had a guess it was more than two. His digits thrusted inside of your wet mound without relenting.

Suddenly you feel his mouth hovering next to your ear. Karaku sighs, "You want for me to call you a whore again? Is that what you want?" Your pussy tightens around his fingers and he chuckles, "Look at that, I just unlocked a new kink out of you." He sucks on your earlobe then says, "Your pussy is just swallowing my fingers, Y/N."

He pulls them out and a squelching sound follows. "See?" His fingers are drenched in your essence, trickling down his long thick fingers in ropes. He slightly separated them just for you to see the thin lines that connected each finger. What surprised you was when the demon stuck them into his mouth and sucked them clean off. Karaku sheathes his fingers back inside of you pushing them in so deep you could feel the tips of them prodding at something. When he jerks them forward, you toss your head back and grip onto the sides of his arms.

"Ah! Ah! Fuck Karaku! Karaku, w-what was that?" You ask him, but he keeps jabbing his fingers right into the spot that was driving you crazy. You bury your nails into his thick skin, your hips following his fingers and mouth letting out incoherent pleas for him to slow down. "Ka-Karaku, Karaku! You're going to make something pop!"

He doesn't stop, instead he continues driving his fingers right into the tender spot. "When I get to have you kiddo, this," He stopped moving his fingers and presses them into your sensitive muscle. "Is where I will be having you cum."

You whine and your eyes roll to the back of your head as he return back to fucking you with his fingers. Each time he touched that sensitive nerve it would force a moan out of you. The blankets underneath you were practically soaked and smelt of just your arousal. Karaku, a demon, had turned you into a mess.

From this much stimulation, you could feel something tight twisting in your lower stomach. As you recalled it was your body approaching its climax. However this one felt like it was going to be ten times stronger than when you rode Karaku's thigh. This time you had fingers filling you up to the knuckles.

You were rambling, "Fuck, fuck, fuck, oh my god, oh my god," You were getting close to it. "I think I'm going to cum Karaku, Karaku, sl-slow down! I'm going to cum!" Your thighs were trembling and you weren't prepared for your surroundings to turn into white noise as you came around his fingers. Your body tensed up, back arching and a shrill, "Karaku!" escaping your mouth.

The pleasure demon licks his lips as you cum. He teasingly prods against your cervix again and is surprised when a trickle of it leaks out of you. He gently pushes you down to lie on your back and sets himself in between your legs. You were disoriented, mind gone numb from the intense orgasm you just had. However when you felt something hard poking at your pussy your hands grab for his shoulders.

"H-Huh? What?" You utter confusedly and look down at the prominent bulge underneath his hakamas. Your pussy was fluttering, silently pleading for Karaku's cock to enter you.

Karaku knew he could have had you right then and there. Though he didn't take the chance. He suppressed his want to fuck you, over respecting your boundaries and wanting to actually have sex with you at a time when you're ready.

Which is why he just grabbed your legs, and began rubbing himself on your folds. You laid there on the futon while moaning at each thrust he did. Your eyes looked up into his own, "W-Why are you, hm, doing this Karaku?"

"I need to feel something too kiddo. Shit, you don't know... you don't understand how badly I want to fuck you with my cock right now." He growls and speeds up his strokes.

You urged, "Then do it."

"N-No, I'm not going to fucking do that- oh fuck!" He bites down on his bottom lip causing some blood to drip from the corner. "No kiddo, I'm not going to fuck you just because you want to please me. We're going to do it when you come to me." His breathing gets heavy as he says, "When that happens, then, I'm going to fuck you. I will fuck you so good, this pussy won't ever forget the shape of my cock."

Your hand went down in between your thighs to rub on your clit in tight circles. You shudder and whisper, "Keep talking, tell me w-what you want to do t-to me."

He lets out a dry chuckle and comments, "I want to ruin you for the next man. Make sure that no one gets to have you my little human. I'm going to turn you into a demon's cock sleeve. Is that what you want to be?"

You nod your head eagerly and quicken your pace on your clit. "Hm! Mhm! Yes! L-Let me be your cock sleeve, Karaku!" Your toes were curling and that familiar pressure arose. "Oh no, I'm going to cum again!"

"You're going to cum?" Karaku asked then lets go of your legs to cup your cheek in the palm of his hand. "Then do it whore, fuck, I'm about to cum too."

He slams his lips into yours, kissing you roughly while your your lips rolling over each other. Your body trembles underneath him, tears prickling at the corners of your eyes while you whine and cum onto his pants. Your slick drenched his hakamas in your essence. Karaku groans as he releases his cum inside of his pants. He pulls his mouth away from your lips to pant for air.

As the two of you lie on the futon, just basking in each other's presence, your mind drifts off to when you could have sex with Karaku. Which position would he take you in first? Which position would he finish in? Will he devour your pussy again? Your face heats up thinking of the obscene scenarios in your head.

"Whatever you're thinking, get it out of your mind before I end up making it come true."

You flinch and began to cover yourself with your kimono, "I-I'm not thinking of anything bad!"

Karaku smirks, and nods his head, "Uh-huh, sure you're not. I told you I can smell when your pussy is wet." The demon lifts himself up and stands to his feet. The obvious stain of your cum mixed with his on his pants was noticeable. "Naughty kiddo, just naughty."

"I'm not naughty!"

"Would you like for us to do a rewind?"

You turn your face away from Karaku, feeling embarrassed by his suggestion. He barks out a laugh and grabs you by your hands. "I'm kidding my little human." He stands you on your feet, but your knees buckle and you almost fell to the ground had he not caught you. "Woah, be careful there, kiddo. Don't forget you came twice from me."

You squeal and hit the laughing demon with your hand, connecting with his shoulder. "Shut up and help me to the bath house!"

"Sure thing princess- hey watch the horns!"

notes: im so fucking happy to be finished with this request. i aint gon lie i was speeding through this to get it done. i hope you enjoy babes! p.s. since this will be a mini series, the third and final installment will be posted later. i.e. karaku fucking the humanity out of reader.

[scruffy-househusband]

it is officially june the month of the gays so enjoy this

[rhea-ripley]

WWE World || April 07 - 2024 {3/?}

[descendantofthesparrow]

"This is between you and me Mother."

aka Mal's about to go HAM on her mom who didn't expect Mal to go full demi-god

[itsrheasgirl]

ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀ ʟɪꜱᴛ

ɪ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ᴄʟᴇᴀʀ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴏʀɪᴇꜱ ɪ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ ʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴀᴜ. ᴛʜᴇ ᴜꜱᴇ ᴏꜰ ʀᴇᴀʟ ɴᴀᴍᴇꜱ ᴅᴏᴇꜱ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴ ɪɴ ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴍʏ ᴡᴏʀᴋꜱ ꜱᴏ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ʙᴇ ᴘʀᴇᴘᴀʀᴇᴅ.

ʀᴇQᴜᴇꜱᴛꜱ

ᴄᴀɴ’ᴛ ɢᴇᴛ ᴄᴀᴜɢʜᴛ

ᴛʜᴇ ɢɪʀʟꜱ ɪꜱ ᴍɪɴᴇ - ᴘᴀʀᴛ 1 - ᴘᴀʀᴛ 2 - ᴘᴀʀᴛ 3

ʟᴏᴠᴇ ɪꜱ ʙʟɪɴᴅ

ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴇʟᴏɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ

ʜᴀᴘᴘɪʟʏ (ɴ)ᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ - ᴘᴀʀᴛ 1 - ᴘᴀʀᴛ 2

ꜱᴇʀɪᴇꜱ

ꜰᴏʀʙɪᴅᴅᴇɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ꜱᴇʀɪᴇꜱ

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 1: ꜰᴏʀʙɪᴅᴅᴇɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇ

ᴘʀᴇQᴜᴀʟ: ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ʟɪᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ

ᴘᴀʀᴛ 1 - ᴘᴀʀᴛ 2 - ᴘᴀʀᴛ 3 - ᴘᴀʀᴛ 4 - ᴘᴀʀᴛ 5

ᴘᴀʀᴛ 6 - ᴘᴀʀᴛ 7 - ᴘᴀʀᴛ 8 - ᴘᴀʀᴛ 9 - ᴘᴀʀᴛ 10

ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏʀɴɪɴɢ ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 2: ᴀɴ ᴜɴᴇxᴘᴇᴄᴛᴇᴅ ɢᴜᴇꜱᴛ

ᴘʀᴇQᴜᴀʟ: ɪ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏ

ᴘᴀʀᴛ 1 - ᴘᴀʀᴛ 2 - ᴘᴀʀᴛ 3 - ᴘᴀʀᴛ 4 - ʙᴇᴛʀᴀʏᴀʟ

ᴘᴀʀᴛ 5 - ᴘᴀʀᴛ 6 - ᴘᴀʀᴛ 7 - ᴘᴀʀᴛ 8 - ᴘᴀʀᴛ 9 - ᴘᴀʀᴛ 10

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 3: ᴏɴʟʏ ʟᴏᴏᴋɪɴɢ ᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ

ᴘᴀʀᴛ 1 - ᴘᴀʀᴛ 2 - ᴘᴀʀᴛ 3 - ᴘᴀʀᴛ 4 - ᴘᴀʀᴛ 5

ᴘᴀʀᴛ 6 - ᴘᴀʀᴛ 7 - ᴘᴀʀᴛ 8 - ᴘᴀʀᴛ 9 - ᴘᴀʀᴛ 10

ᴡɪʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴛᴏᴍᴏʀʀᴏᴡ

ᴍɪɴɪ ꜱᴇʀɪᴇꜱ (x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ)

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 1 - ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 2 - ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 3 - ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛʙᴀ

ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏᴄᴋꜱ

ᴛᴇᴀꜱᴇʀ

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 1 - ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 2 - ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 3 - ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 4

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 5 - ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 6 - ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 7 - ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 8

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 9 - ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛʙᴀ

ᴏɴᴇ ꜱʜᴏᴛꜱ

ᴏɴʟʏ ʏᴏᴜʀꜱ (ᴠᴀᴍᴘɪʀᴇ!ʀʜᴇᴀ)

ꜰʀɪᴅᴀʏ ɴɪɢʜᴛ ʙɪᴛᴇꜱ (ᴠᴀᴍᴘɪʀᴇ!ʀʜᴇᴀ)

ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ ꜱᴄʀᴇᴀᴍ (ɢʜᴏꜱᴛꜰᴀᴄᴇ!ʀʜᴇᴀ)

[ghost-bxrd]

Once eldritch jason rejoins the Batfamily he should go see the JL again and Constatine sees him and just satrts screaming.

"Bats, what is that???"

Ksksks yessss, there’s a similar conversation about this on another eldritch!Jason post, but that‘s essentially it. 🤣

Constantine assumed they entire world is doomed, meanwhile Diana coos over Jason and what a powerful, eldritch entity he is! ✨

[moonsofmachinery]

if it's not too much to ask- can i get a demisexual demiromantic inch/enot??

love your art style btw!! its so dynamic and shape and i love your patterns and use of coloration to compliment each piece!! i'm gonna ea

THANK YOU!!! enjoy ur Inch / enot :3

[embrose]

Jurassic World: Chaos Theory spoilers!

I just marathoned Chaos Theory, and lemme tell you, Darius being hella demi-coded makes me so happy (even if the context is tragic). The way he said "I didn't even think I could feel that way", how he only started being attracted to someone (not spoiling who) after years of friendship? Makes me so happy.

Representation matters!

[demiesworld]

upcoming works that are in my drafts!

black!fem!reader x aizestu smut

requested! bonten!sanzu x black!fem!reader smut

hantengu quad squad disney adventure feat. zohakuten

karaku x fem!reader thigh riding headcanon

requested! what it's like to date the hantengu brothers

requested! hantengu quad squad collegeau, all the boys fall for the same girl

how they react to you fighting pt. 3 (tokyo revengers edition)

these are all of the works that i am trying to complete while also being swamped at work lmfao my goal is to knock out at least two of these before the week is over. wish me luck babes!

[eeveekitti]

day 27: backflips

couple goals

[rhea-ripley]

WWE World || April 07 - 2024 {2/?}

[captainbragd-personal]

Hey speaking of dungeon meshi, I think its really fucked up that the story brings up slavery Twice and just glosses over it. Esp when one of said mentions is pointing out that one of the characters OWNS another which makes all their interactions a whole lot less cute.

Anyway I hope Kuro skins Mickbell and makes a rug out of them.

[gray-ace-space]

playing ddlc for the first time in a while with a friend who's never played it before, and it got me thinking about my silly little queer headcanons again.

acespec yuri is so important to me. i realize this may be controversial because yuri is, both textually and subtextually.. just, so horny. (and kinky but this post isn't about that.) and i'm sure part of why i hc her as acespec is just projection and wish fulfillment - she is a cool character, we have some things in common, i like it when characters are like me.

but there's something else going on here, and i think i finally know what it is: yuri's yandere descent into madness and obsession with the protagonist is basically just what happens when you live as ace for years, thinking sexual attraction is only a thing in books and having a purely intellectual interest in it, and then find the one person you're actually extremely attracted to. i see u girl. this shit is crazy.

[emery-writes]

asexual jason todd except he doesnt realize it.

like. at all.

dick knows. tim knows. duke knows. steph knows. obviously cass and babs know. hell, even damian and bruce know.

everyone just...assumes its common knowledge. the only issue is that jason doesnt know.

this idea has been plaguing me. 

Jason: barbie, ya think id get some if i made a tinder? Babs, snorting: obviously. not tht you want that, tho

and jason just..takes it as a threat. like..he thinks babs doesnt want him to have sex or something, which he chalks up to her being his older sister, ya know?

but then things like that start happening more.

jason: hey, dickhead, hes pretty hot. seems like your type.

dick: like you’d know anything about that.

and jasons confused because, yeah, okay, maybe he hasnt gotten out with a lot of people, both before and after his death, but really?

tim: listen, okay, ik better then to ask abt anything relating to sex-

jason: ew

tim: -with you, but do you know any good places for dates that, you know, dont give the impression that you wanna fuck?

and then jason just starts listing places. because of course he knows.

hes well aware that if youre going on a date with someone, but u dont wanna have sex with them, you have to make sure the dates exhausting. so...carnivals, hikes, things like that.

tim thanks him and leaves and thats that.

maybe damian makes an offhanded comment about how jasons the only tolerable one in the family, since he’s not a sexual person. doesnt fawn after any women or men.

and, of course, jason takes offense, at first. he assumes the others will laugh, but no. 

no, everyone just kinda ignores it, besides steph, who leans over to jason and whispers something like, “we all think he’s gonna be asexual like you.”

and jason just. blue screens. 

because

wtf. why did they all think he was ace?

so, he leaves earlier than expected to go sit in his safehouse, contemplating his life. whilst doing so, he has that realization of “oh shit. i dont wanna have sex” 

he copes with that realization by thinking that at least now hed have a better reason as to why hes still a virgin

idk. just. jason seems like hed be oblivious while everyone else just knows.

[itsrheasgirl]

THE GIRL IS MINE - PT2

RHEA RIPLEY X FEM!READER

WORD COUNT: 2650

SUMMARY: EVER SINCE JOINING THE JUDGEMENT DAY THINGS HAD BEEN TENSE BETWEEN YOU AND DOMINIK. THE TWO OF YOU HAD BEEN FRIENDS FOR YEARS AND HE DIDN’T WANT TO MAKE YOU FEEL UNCOMFORTABLE BUT WHEN RHEA STARTED TO PAY A LITTLE MORE ATTENTION TO YOU OVER HIM, THE REALITY SET IN AND THE TENSION BECAME TOO MUCH. WITH FRIENDSHIPS ON THE LINE, WHO WILL COME OUT VICTORIOUS?

- - - - - - - - - - -

The back of your head rested against the brick exterior of the hotel entrance, your glistening gaze staring up at the star lit sky as you exhaled a large cloud of grey smoke from between your lips. You didn’t smoke often, only in the most stressful of times and you couldn’t help but go out and buy a packet after your fight with Dominik. He’d pushed your buttons and you needed some kind of fix to destress.

Bringing the white stick back up to your mouth and sliding it between your plush lips, you inhaled a sharp breath to fill your lungs with mist. The static fuzz of your brain causing your lids to close, you go blissfully unaware of your approaching guest.

You couldn’t shake the feeling that maybe Dominik was right. That Rhea was putting it all on for show, the glimmer in her eyes when she looked at you, the way she held you when you’d jump into her arms, the disappointment on her face when you’d pulled away. What if it was all fake and she didn’t care about you at all. You hoped it was just some sick game Dominik was playing because he refused to let you go, but the more you thought about it the more believable it became.

“Hey gorgeous.”

Releasing the smoke from your mouth slowly as the sound of Rhea’s thick Aussie accent reached your ears, you roll your head to the side and cast a weary gaze over in her direction.

Rhea was stood propped against the wall with her second palm looping into the pocket of her jeans as you met her sapphire hues, your palm raising to slip the cigarette between your lips once more and inhale yet another deep breath. Rhea had never seen you smoking— you’d quit long before you met her but if she didn’t care about you, then why would she care about what you did.

“Did Dominik send you?”

A wave of grey mist fell from your lips like water as you spoke, slowly tilting your head away from her as to save her from the smoke. Your gaze fixating on the brightest star as a perplexed expression claimed Rhea’s features. You didn’t want to cause another scene, the dramatics with Dominik in the hotel bar had been enough for one night and you didn’t want to add anymore tension to the flight home.

You weren’t sure if Rhea was deciding how to respond or if she was too confused to answer, but you were too impatient to wait. Flicking the burnt butt out into the hotel parking lot, you push off the wall and turn to face her head on.

“You can tell Dominik I don’t care what game he’s playing with me and whatever he’s asked you to do, don’t waste your time.”

Rhea’s brow crinkled as she too pushed off the wall and ran her palm through raven locks, her oceanic gaze fixed on you as she took a small step forward. Her mind playing over what you’d said, her features doing their best not to display her confusion.

“He asked me to do. What are you talking about, Y/N. I saw Dom shouting at you in the bar and I just wanted to make sure that everything was okay.”

You watched Rhea closely as she approached, watching her body language and trying your best to read her. Was this genuine concern? Was it all part of a game?

You raise your palm in just enough time to press it gently against her chest, your glistening hues finding hers in one final attempt to feel her aura as you took the smallest step back.

“Close enough.”

There was a small falter in Rhea’s expression, glancing down to your fingertips as they rested against her bare skin.

She didn’t understand why you were acting like this, only hours earlier you’d been so blissfully happy in her arms and now you didn’t even want her close enough to touch you.

“Y/N. What’s going on?”

You didn’t even have time to blink before Rhea had wrapped your palm in her own and closed the distance between you, her free hand finding home around your cheek as she searching your facial expressions for even an inkling of what was going on with behind your eyes.

You couldn’t help the soft hum that vibrated in your throat as Rhea’s palm found your soft skin, the steady thrum of your heart increasing slightly as the warmth of her breath washed over you. You hadn’t ever been this close to her outside of the ring, your work relationship was very different from your real life relationship and you’d never expected you would get the chance to be this intimate with her.

“What happened with Dom?”

The concern on Rhea’s face grew deeper as she released your palm and slowly moved it down to your side, the pad of her thumb delicately grazing your cheekbone as her shimmering gaze remain fixed on your features. It felt so strange to have her touching you in such a way, all whole hearted and not at all scripted.

Swallowing the nerves that bubbled up in your throat, you deliberated how to explain your situation. You didn’t want to accuse her of anything without proof and yet Dominik had been so determined to make you believe that Rhea’s attention was nothing but a game, that you still couldn’t shake the feeling it was true.

“He…”

Why were you struggling so much with the correct words? There was already a chance Rhea knew exactly what was going on, Dominik could have already ran the plan off to her before he’d even approached you at the bar.

Chewing nervously at your inner cheek, you inhale a staggered breath before attempting to speak once more.

“He told me that you’re playing me, that the affection you show me is all a silly little game and that you’re just doing what he tells you to do. Toying with me to make me feel like I’m special, when in reality it’s all a sick joke.”

You watch Rhea’s features drop, her heart following suit as she brought her free palm up to cradle your other cheek and gentle began to stroke both cheekbones in a delicate motion. How could Dominik say something like that to you? She wasn’t doing anything of that kind, she wouldn’t play with someone’s feeling because she was told too. Not in real life. Not when actual feelings could get hurt.

Your head tilted slightly to nestle into the comfort of Rhea’s palm, quickly retracting it when you realized what you were doing. You couldn’t let your feeling for her get in the way of figuring all this out.

“You seriously think I’m using you?”

You wanted to answer no. You wanted to believe that everything Dominik said was a lie and that Rhea was actually here for you out of genuine concern. But you couldn’t be certain and you didn’t want to risk any chance of finding out how she actually felt about you.

Rhea’s palms slowly dropped from your cheeks as she took a small step back, her usually warm features clouded in a cold glaze as her lips parted slightly. Did you actually think she just using you because a co-worker asked her too? Dominik had no right to speak to her that way and she wouldn’t let him dictate how she interacted with you.

“You do, don’t you.”

The sadness in Rhea’s tone caused your heart to sink, you’d never seen her so vulnerable and it devastated you. Grasping at her wrists and pulling them slowly towards you, you close the distance between the two of you with a gentle shake of your head.

“No. It’s just… Dominik he..”

You didn’t know what to say— how to even begin a conversation that could cause Rhea to see her best friend so differently.

Inhaling a staggered breath as you formed full sentences in you head, you let your lids close briefly. You could quite easily tell Rhea what was going on between you and Dominik, how once upon a time you’d loved him. That you would have done absolutely anything for him and even though you’d managed to move on from him, he couldn’t let go of you. But she probably already knew that, so why waste the time. You needed to get Rhea back on your side and not thinking you believed that she was using you.

You couldn’t take your eyes off Rhea’s sullen features, the sparkle that always flashed through sapphire pools dulled like a dying flame.

“He still loves me. He wants me all to himself and he hates how close I am with you.”

Rhea’s brow arches slightly as you continue to unload every thought that bounced around your subconscious.

“Whenever we’re in the same room as each other, he has to be involved. He won’t let anyone close to me. The way he looks at me when you make me laugh or smile.”

You exhale a shallow breath, the pads of your thumbs tracing against Rhea’s wrists. She still looked so vulnerable, nothing like what you were used to seeing. She was always so stern and iron fisted, so strong and unmovable and yet right now— she looked like someone who’d had their heart broken. The flat of your palms slowly sliding up Rhea’s arms to rest on her broad shoulders, the pads of your thumbs gently caressing her jawline with feather like touches. You just wanted to make her happy, to undo the sadness and pain you’d just caused her and return the joy to her eyes. Your stomach churned as you tried to catch your breath, the next few words leaving your lips before you could catch them. Word vomit with no way of stopping it.

“He’s always been able to have me to himself, but now he’s worried because I’m falling in love with someone else.”

A large lump formed in your throat as you finished your sentence, instant regret storming your subconscious as you realized what you’d actually said. You hadn’t mentioned her name and yet as you held Rhea’s face between your palms you could tell she knew you meant her. The flush color that flooded her cheeks your first hint.

Your pearly whites nipped at the corner of your lip as you slowly released your hold upon her features, the sparkle in Rhea’s eyes returning as a coy smirk claimed her lips. It was as if all her vulnerability washed away and in its place came blissful happiness.

A small chortle vibrated in her throat as she tucked a few loose strands of your long curls behind your ear, your reaction to your accidental confession of love causing her to cup her palms around your neck and hold you in place to stop you from looking away. You desperately just wanted to disappear, for the ground to open up and swallow you whole. Tilting her chin down to bring her features in line with yours, Rhea leant to press her forehead against yours as she spoke.

“I won’t let him keep us apart.”

Your breath caught in your throat at just how close Rhea was to you, her lips mere inches from your own as the sweet smell of her perfume played with your senses. You couldn’t focus as the distance between your features grew smaller, the soft plush of Rhea’s lips catching the corner of your own for a brief second before she pressed chaste kisses up the length of your jaw.

You could feel your heart as it began to pound in your chest. Even the slightest touch and you melted in seconds. Rhea had such a hold on you and yet you didn’t care.

Your lids fluttered closed as she continued to press soft kisses up the length of your neck, your palms trembling as she nipped the lobe of your ear.

“My room. Twenty minutes. Don’t keep me waiting.”

- - - - - - - - -

You had forgotten how to breathe as you walked down the hallway towards Rhea’s hotel room, each breath more staggered than the last as you processed what was happening. She’d invited you to her room— demanded you to more like and you hadn’t even hesitated at the chance.

If anything would prove to you that Rhea wasn’t doing this just because Dominik told her too, it would be that you’d be alone. In her hotel room. No sign of Dominik anywhere and you’d actually get to be alone together.

Exhaling a small breath as you finally reached the door of Rhea’s room, you bring your palm up to rap against the wooden frame. You had barely touched the door before it swung open, the devilishly beautiful Aussie stood in the opening with a coy smirk as she glanced down at her watch.

“You’re early. Must be eager to have me all to yourself.”

There was no time to respond before Rhea pulled you into her room by your wrists, hip checking the door closed and spinning you round to have your back pressed into the door frame. Her heated lips once more finding the hollow of your collarbone as her fingertips wound around your hips to keep you pinned in place. Your skin felt like it was on fire as Rhea’s fingertips traced against your exposed midriff, her thumbs toying with the hem of your cropped shirt as she trailed hot open mouthed kisses up the length of your neck towards your earlobe.

“—Rhea.”

You whimpered as your mind began to spin, a soft chuckle vibrating in Rhea’s chest as she slowly sucked the shell of your ear between her lips.

“Yes angel.”

She purred quietly; her palms sliding beneath your shirt and up the expanse of your back to press her fingernails into the skin below your shoulder blades, skillfully pulling another soft whimper from your parted lips.

You weren’t entirely sure how to act, you’d spent many nights dreaming of having Rhea’s lips against yours, her body pressed so close you could feel her heart beat and her hands— there were so many places you craved her hands.

Arching your back to press your chest closer to Rhea’s, you slide your palm into the mess of her onyx locks and gently gave her hair a pull backwards. Her plush tongue coaxing over her teeth as a soft growl parted her lips. She may see you as an angel, but she was yet to see your devilish side.

“So you think you can handle me, Mami?”

Rhea was known for her cockiness, she was the most egotistical female on the roster and no one dared challenge her, but you enjoyed playing with fire because you craved getting burnt.

A long exhale parted Rhea’s lips as her palms slid back down the length of your spine to grip tightly on your hipbones, her arms contracting to pull you away from the door frame and flush against her chest.

“Yes.. or no?”

You purred. Your fingers pulling at Rhea’s hair once more to angle her head upwards, your heated kiss capturing her jugular vein as a soft hum vibrated in your chest.

“Fuck.”

Rhea groaned as her fingertips pressed harder into your skin, the beds of her nails turning white as your lips peppered more kisses across the line of her shoulder.

“Yes… or… no?”

Rhea wasn’t used to being spoken too in such a manner, her dominance being the one thing people daren’t go up against.

One of her palms releasing your hipbone and grasping at your hold in her hair, she pulled your fingers free from the midnight stands and slammed your wrist back against the door. A soft moan pulling from your throat as her body followed suit to press you back against the wood.

“I guess we’ll have to find out.”

TAGLIST: @rebecca-quin @girlofpink @bl0w-m3 @coolbeans-17 @noellia @rooskaya-yelena

[strawberryvulture]

Phia Saban as Helaena Targaryen in House of the Dragon S2 E1 “A Son for a Son” // Rhea Ripley at SummerSlam