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Well that's me told...
Go to bed - I don't need beauty sleep but you clearly do...
Goodnight.
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hi, yes this signed(?) photo of megatron that tarantulas keeps in his lab to throw darts at.
#beast wars#tarantulas#megatron#transformers#bobs crate#I think about this a lot#is he taking a selfie???#does he not only keep pictures of himself in his room#but he forces the other predacons to have them as well?#you know that one dr Phil meme of him handing u an L#thatâs megatron handing u a signed selfie when u join the predacons#you know what#I think megatron would LOVE to be turned into a marketable plushie#heâd collect all his merchandise#this is my truth đ„ł
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#MCtober2024 - Week 2
Based on @lamieboo's #MCtober2024 event (click on #MCtober for more info).
What are your MC / OC study habits?
Iñaki has a few methods of studying as you can see above. She usually doesn't like to review in groups (unless its with trusted friends) until she feels comfortable with the material on her own where she knows what she doesn't know and can bring it up to the review session. While on her own, she'll either will use flash cards, rewrite notes or teach Uturunku (her jaguar plushie) in her shared dorm room. Eventually Imelda joins in on her teaching session with Uturunku since the two girls are in the same class and share the same dorm. Once she gets more comfortable with Sebastian and Ominis as friends, you would often find Iñaki in Undercroft studying with the two boys especially when Midterm Season hits and the library is packed. She would usually be sitting on cargo crate box reviewing her flash cards or notes, waiting for the boys to show up. She also like doing reviews on charms, spells and dueling techniques with Sebastian by physically practicing them in the Undercroft.
Her other known study locations is her dorm room or the Slytherin Common Room with Sebastian when burning the midnight oil, the Room of Requirements (not often since it's out of her way) and the Great Hall with her friends who are in the other houses. She also likes white noise the noisy Great Hall provides. Iñaki vs History of Magic
Iñaki hates Professor Binns. She thinks he's the most boring-est person in the planet with how monologuist, plain and calming his voice is and hates how he can knock her to sleep. It is her goal to actually sit through class and stay up completely for once and take notes, but she can't. She always knocks out if she's trying to focus and ends up becoming Ominis' pillow once the two are friends.
At least Ominis is kind enough to share his notes with her as he takes them with a bespelled diction quill that he'll later transfigure the notes into braille. Eventually Iñaki gets her own diction quill like everyone else in class does.
After a couple of classes with Prof. Binns, Iñaki will eventually accept that she's either going to nap in this class period or try to get ahead and do homework from her other classes with her enhanced earbud on to listen to music while her diction quill does the work of taking notes down.
Iñaki's Girl Crew
Iñaki becomes especially close to Natty, Poppy and Imelda for different reasons:
Natty is the first friend Iñaki made while at Hogwarts. She and Natty bond over living in a foreign country far from their homelands and learning to live in a different world. Natty's friendship is important to Iñaki because she is one of the few people who really gets what Iñaki is going through and the same is true vice versa. It isn't surprising to see one going to the other to have a good cry over missing their homeland. Natty also was the one who helped her finish her animagus training in secret and saw her transform into a jaguar for the first time. At one point, the two would go running in the Forbidden Forest in their animagus form, baffling any locals as to where a gazelle and a giant cat came from. Natty is also the first person Iñaki says is her friend.
Poppy's friendship with Iñaki began after defending the kneazle in class. After they partnered up in Beasts class that same day, the rest became history. Poppy enjoys Iñaki's frank and playful nature and Iñaki's enjoyed Poppy's bluntness and kindness (it reminds her of home). The two girls end up bonding over being oddballs, caring for beasts and going over the different magical beasts and their tales around the world. Poppy especially loves it when Iñaki tells her stories about the magical beasts native to the Americas that you wouldn't be able to find in Europe and ends up making it a goal to see the thunderbird that lives near Niagara Falls one day.
Imelda Reyes at first is Iñaki's roommate. For about five minutes until Iñaki grumbles in Spanish "¥Ay!¥Por el amor de Dios! after stubbing her toe against her misplaced suitcase as she was moving in a week later after arriving at Hogwarts. Imelda was surprised to learn that the American spoke Spanish. Iñaki didn't realize Imelda was Spanish (Imelda holds duel Scottish-Spanish citizenship) and spoke Spanish as well. They became friends like a house on fire due to their Hispanic heritage (Iñaki's family is originally from Latin America who immigrated to the US. Imelda's father was the one who moved their family to the UK when he went play on Puddlemere United to be close with them). They only speak Spanish to each other as it makes them feel at home as they both miss speaking it while at Hogwarts (There's very few Spanish speakers there). The two spend a lot of time talking about their Hispanic Heritage while comparing and contrasting the differences in the cultures (Iñaki' is bicultural as her Latino roots hails from two different countries) and the Spanish language as well.
When Imelda found out that Iñaki has family in South America (but didn't realize Iñaki was a first generation/muggleborn witch) she immediately assumed Iñaki was good at quidditch due to the sport culture in that continent (quidditch is essentially the magical equivalent to soccer/fĂștbol) and tricked her into trying out for the team in having Iñaki play in pick-up quidditch games since it didn't seem like she wasn't going to try out because she seemed nervous about it (in Imelda's eyes). The moment Iñaki realized what Imelda was doing, she calls Imelda out and the two end up having a frank discussion as to why Iñaki didn't play quidditch (American racism is the reason why - Iñaki didn't want to play into the stereotypes and found she couldn't really enjoy playing the sport back in New York) despite being good at it (Iñaki played with her first-generation/muggleborn mage cousins on both sides of the famiy as a kid and picked up the sport pretty fast). In the end Imelda helps Iñaki get over her prior reservations on playing the sport but not enough for Iñaki to play as a starter. Iñaki ends up playing as the reserve chaser though and ends up as a starter in sixth year during her last year at Hogwarts.
The four girls accidently become a friend group through a class project. Iñaki had them all meet at the Three Broomsticks to discuss what they would be doing and it spiraled to the four girls realizing they were outsiders in different ways as they talked about their lives and bonded over feeling like a fish out of water at times with their peers. They ended up making outing to the Three Broomsticks for lunch to be a weekly thing after their class project was done as all four became close friends with each other.
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#Iñaki's study methods are actually useful to do in real life to study for exams#Somewhere in Hogwarts Sebastian feels an annoyance coming out of nowhere and doesn't understand why#He's going to tell his bestie Iñaki about this annoyance later lol#Sebastian: What do you mean I'm not YOUR best friend?!?đąđđ#Iñaki: You're my best guy friend Sebastian đđ€đđ«đ#Sebastian: đ„čđđđđ«đ#Also Sebastian to himself later that day: Why does having the title of being Iñaki's best guy friend annoy me?đ€đ§#Sebastian in 5th year to himself: Oh...I fancy her...đđłđ#Ominis also likes to rile Sebastian when he realizes Seb has a crush on Iñaki by saying: I slept with Iñaki...in history class đ
đ#Sebastian: Ominis why must you phrase it like that? đ€đ đą#It's his way of keeping Sebastian in check#Ominis gives Iñaki a 5/5 on 5 star rating of being a great pillow#Uturunku means âjaguarâ in Quechua - she was five when she got the plushie as a gift đ#and she just learned that Quechua word when she was visiting her dad's family in Ecuador. Iñaki wasn't that original as a kid lol#I realized I drew Poppy's head too big - oh well XD#mctober2024#inaki#inaki martinez cariaga#hogwarts legacy#hogwarts legacy mc#hogwarts legacy au#Modern AU...sort of#natsai onai#poppy sweeting#imelda reyes#ominis gaunt#sebastian sallow
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transmasc jason grace who's on board
#learning to have healthy relationships w masculinity...#makes the issue with being the perfect son perfect soldier even more prominent because like. its like he has to meet a certain standard to#be a perfect man and to prove himself that he somehow has to 'prove' he is worthy of his identity and this ingrained thing that#he owes it to work harder 'towards masculinity' which he kind of knows its a toxic concept but he feels like for himself it makes sense#he has to and he cant. he cant be free. but thats why he came out wasnt it? to be free#he doesnt want to be a girl he likes being a guy but its soo hard until#one day he realises that... it doesnt have to be!! he can exist how he wants to he doesnt owe the world anything he doesnt have to#PROVE himself & he starts indulging in a bit more feminine things because he can be confident as a transmasc without having to 'back it up'#and percy likes plushies and pink teddy bears and frank wears bracelets and nico wears eyeliner#that doesnt make him think theyre less of a guy. so... isnt it the same for him? why DOES he have to cage himself?#and then its so much better. hes free. THIS is what he wanted when he first came out#to be HIM.#jason grace#ohhh these long-ass tags making me Feel Things tho#pjo#percy jackson#hoo#heroes of olympus#toa#trans jason grace#transmasc
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Imagine you have to set up yakumo's enclosure for the next couple months. How do you set it up and what do you put in there?
oh NO.! THE PROPPHECY HAS BEenm FUFILLED
i am standing in my room, leggies rooted to the floor. i am in shock .frozen and i have no idea how to proceed. there is a perpetual pathetically sobbing serpent under my blankie.
#stares at the camera and stage whispers#i can't be responsible for another living creature. i can't. or . er. i can. but I SHOULDN'T#i'll have to suppress every violent urge in my body to keep this thing alive for several months#i CANNOT fling him out the window. i WILL NOT grab his entire face and squeeze. I SHALL NOT chew on his tail.#now i'm reminded of that post where it's a pretty princess cage on the floor and comments go [that aint big enough for a dog]#and OP is all [it's not FOR a dog đ]#yeah. that's me right now imagining a full grown yakumo in a cage by my bedside#SO FOR EASE OF MY IMAGINATION AND TO increase yaku's chance of surviving these next months#i'm going to try real hard to imagine him exclusively in pocket snake form (scrunches up my face in valiant effort)#his enclosure (crib?!?!) is flanked on all sides by eiden plushies#since yaku is an adult there is a smaller chance of him suffocating on eiden in his sleep. wait. actually#arranges the eiden walls to give some pockets of air. i don't trust him. he WILL suffocate on eiden given the opportunity#he gets one of those tiny dollhouse cooking sets for enrichment LOL#or i'll give him a bunch of those make-your-own gummy kits with elaborate setups and tiny egg gummies#crying yaku is the excuse i need to finally get a humidifier#i can survive not misting myself.. usually... but yaku will cry himself into dehydration. it's misting time#he gets an entire alcove closed off in the corner with his basic needs met. i cannot perceive#he can lurk in privacy as much as he wants. there are at least TWO hot rocks in there with garukaru's faces painted on em#there is a duplicate open-space alcove next to it for when he actually wants something from me LOL#is he a free range snake? can i take him to a bunch of restaurants and shove food into my sleeve for him? he wants to sample the delights..#tempted to put a bell on him just so if he gets loose in the basement i'll know to fish him out#but he's pretty cautious... he won't get into any fatal situations in the house right? ...does he know how to swim?!#at least one day is reserved for testing yaku's swimming capabilities.#he is going into the bathtub while it has a film of water. gonna test his traction. i hope i won't get panic-strangled#asks
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i feel like venti would absolutely get jealous over a stuffed toy XDD.
like. imagine one day he finds nameless bard holding a wind spirit plush and he spends the entire evening trying to convince bard to âhold the real one instead.â (much to bardâs endless amusement.)
#HES SILLYYYY#heâs fighting for his life and nb is just giggling#why does nb have a wisp plushie you may ask?#he made it himself! he missed ven đ#theyâre so !!! so silly#lantern says stuff
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man iâm so excited for James Roach to add sex to homestuck
#skrunktext#jokes aside i have mixed feelings#i love james roaches stuff and hs is definitely in better hands now#but i honestly have a hard time thinking that even picasso himself could save hs2#it just has so many holes in itâs structure and interpretation of the characters#if that makes any sense lol#but hey i hope iâm proved wrong?#also i hope that homestuck revival means more merch#like john is the main guy why does he have no merch#i need the john egbert drip#why do we have nepeta plush and none of the 4 main fuckers#not even karkat has one and heâs like the most marketable homestuck character#or would that be dave? idk#iâm pretty sure 99% of homestuck fans would sell both of their livers just to touch a grain of dust on an official dave strider plushy
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Stylus' neverending struggle on whether he fears god or loves sona more. And send
#in a particular scene where sona very much Does Not want to be left alone in a room with her while shes outright#telling Stylus to leave. which he does with severe hesitation#like in an idea situation the weight of that choice would not land on him and he would not be#having to approach the situation with such a saving mentality as her vs him but also#sona's whole ordeal and complete inability to advocate for himself in most situations between him and god#so that strain does fall stylus' shoulders which puts a huge strain on their relationship that they do argue about#because sona feels like stylus just seems him as like a charity case. in part because he struggles with seeing himself as being valued for-#any other reason#and stylus because this massive burden and choice is being placed on his shoulders all while sona is like actively saying Do Not Help me and#digging his feet in deeper even though its very clear that he needs and Wants help#*bonks their plushies together* now kiss#thinking about a scene of sona screaming. which startles stylus for the obvious reasons but also a lot because he Does Not scream#to a notable degree. and especially in cases of [thing] hes dead silent thus tends to fall on silence rather than sound as a response so it#adds a lot to that scene but in particular he has a complete breakdown after [other thing] and it brought to mind#the heavy discomfort/stress it places on stylus where he see these complete breakdowns as a result of [other thing] and feels even more like#he needs to intervene all while still being told by both sides not to. albeit for two different perspectives from both#he loves sona too much to let it happen and fears god too much to stop it#and like those two things inside him are always at constant war with eachother and again that creates a lot of#tension and communication issues between him and sona#like what can he do right?#and then sona feels immensely guilty that he's placing this stress on stylus and in part just wants stylus to abandon him or stay out of it#or ends up hiding things from him because he recognizes the position hes putting him in but cant stop it because he cant#address the root of the problem#thoughts. many thoughts#sonaverse#ramblings#đ posting
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MARKETABLE P L U S H I E S -
i absolutely adore the ocâs made for welcome home, all i have seen are so charming and wonderful! very creative too! so i wanted to sketch some out, and direct some of you to some really wonderful artists that are the creators of these ocs!
(more below! itâs kinda lengthy ahaha!)
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#LMAO CUUUUTE#omfg Robbie would be so excited to have a marketable plushie of himself#shows every single person he meets saying itâs âmini me!â#and does a happy lil bug dance LMAO#Also first image reminds me of dog owners who catch their dog having something they shouldnât have in their mouth JCHCHDHH#And the dog proceeds to run away when confronted-#exactly what Robbie would do LMAOOOO#ALSO TWO FOR ONE DEAL GET ONE GET THE OTHER FOR FREE#aka get Robbie for free nobody wants to buy his ass smhhh#Make it like build a bear and their extra costumes/outfits are their au outfits
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Girl, I Do This Often
Synopsis. How does he cope with a sĂ©x ban? He doesnât.
Pairings. [SEPARATE] Gojo x Reader, Sukuna x Reader, Choso x Reader, Geto x Reader, Nanami x Reader, Toji x Reader
Content. MDNI, fem! reader, established relationship, rough sĂ©x, unprotected, stuff with pantĂes, gaggĂng, brĂ©eding, Nanami is a bit mean, overstĂm, finger suckĂng, really desperate boys, light smackĂng (Nanami), bondagĂ© + vĂbrators (Geto), swearing.
Word count. 5.2k
A/N. Guess what, ya girl just turned 19 yippeeeee.
⥠TOJI FUSHIGURO - 4 days
On the first day, Tojiâs more amused than anything.
A sex ban? With him? Ridiculous, he predicted a full 24 hours before you come crawling back, just begging to be split-apart on his cock. And he tells you so, too - a little over five times as he kisses your pouty lips, muttering a smug, âYouâll be eating your words soon enough, doll.â
By the third day, heâs beginning to think that okay, maybe you were serious about the ban after all. How cute - real cute.Â
Heâs left to do nothing but complain pathetically on the phone to a very reluctant Shiu. Who doesnât have much to say other than cut off Tojiâs ramblings about ânot having your pretty pussy all dayâ to groan, âShut the fuck up and beg for her forgiveness. Iâm hanging up.â
Toji can only scoff at the thought. Beg for forgiveness? Him? Toji Fushiguro never begs, he never-
That was until the fourth day.Â
With you - bent over the kitchen counter in his t-shirt - and nothing but his t-shirt.
âPlease, pretty.â Toji drags his lips down your neck, just loving the way your traitorous hips are grinding back into his. âSaid mâsorry, right? Donât ya miss this?â
And you can only look behind your shoulder at the big arms around your waist, muscled thighs pressed up against yours. Angling your head just right to catch the way his hands snake down to your squirming hips to help you draw slow little circles against the rock-hard erection straining against his pants.
So close. So big.
Big enough that youâre almost thinking of throwing this sec ban out of the window altogether - almost.
But that little smirk of Tojiâs is infuriating enough that youâre gasping out a breathless little, âI-Iâm still mad at you, yâknow? You never let me-â The words die in your throat as Toji pulls his pants down just enough for his aching cock to spring free. So angry and painfully hard, leaking hot precum all over your thighs.Â
âNo no no- hah. Keep talking.â he grits out, breath hot against your ear. Hips pushing and pulling. âPlease- keep talking.â
And fuck you didnât know what was harder - trying to find your voice, or ripping your eyes away from Tojiâs cock long enough that you could.Â
âB-because you-â you choke out, watching the way he takes his massive cock in his hands. Staring to pump so slow - so lazy - no rhythm or reason other than getting off so filthily to the sound of your voice. âYou never let me take-â He wraps your smaller hands around his dick, so hot and heavy in your palms. â-charge.â
âF-fuck-â Toji lets out a low hiss, head thrown back as you thumb teasingly under his sensitive slit, trying to fuck something delicious out. âYer killinâ me doll. Killing me.â Whether from your words or from the way youâre sliding him so lewdly between your puffy folds, you didnât know.Â
And Toji didnât either. Hell, he doesnât even seem to be breathing as he shifts his toned hips so familiarly. Head filled with only you and your heavenly cunt and you.Â
âToji-â you mewl. âNeed you so bad.â
If he was any lesser man, Toji wouldâve just bullied himself into your dripping cunt already, fucked you into the counter until there was nothing about any sex ban in your pretty lilâ mind. Instead, heâs panting out an absolutely wrecked, âPlease. Then take all the charge you want, pretty.â Â Fat head lining up with your sloppy hole. âNext time.â
And oh has it really been that long?
Because Tojiâs just barely pushing into your plushy walls, and he already feels like he could cum right then and there. The stretch too sinful. Your walls too tight. So cute how youâre already mumbling his name so deliriously.Â
âAwww,â he coos, watching awe-struck at the way you flatten your hands on the counter, fucking yourself back into him in short, shallow little grinds. âThe s-sex ban was for ah- nothing, huh?â
Youâre pulling him impossibly closer by the hair, catching his lips in such a searing kiss. Drinking in Tojiâs guttural grunt as you bite down on his lower lip, âAre ya gonna sh-shut up nâ fuck me or do I need ngh- another sex ban?â
âNo, maâam.â he grins, kissing back so mockingly soft. And you know heâs making fun of you with the way heâs twitching so wildly inside your pussy. Veins dragging against all the right spots as he reels his hips back, back, back - only to slam his cock fully inside. âGuess youâre the one mm- in charge right now, huh?â
Over and over again. Fucking you exactly the way heâs wanted these past four days - and then some.Â
Hitting your cervix - but it feels like your fucking lungs. Heavy balls smacking against your ass, so hard that heâs sure itâll leave some obscene marks for him to point out next time. One hand around your throat, the other keeping your slutty, trembling hips in place while youâre torn between running away and bucking back for more more more-
âRight here.â
Itâs all you can do to whirl your head around, eyes glassy and unfocused, whining a broken, âWh-what?âÂ
âRightâŠâ Trailing down, featherlight, right where he knew he was wrecking your insides. âHere. Sâwhere I belong.â Pressing hard. âNâ mâgonna make sure you donât forget it.â
⥠NANAMI KENTO - 1 week
A week. One week of being patient with your silly idea to âspice things upâ. One week of pretending like he wasnât excusing himself during important meetings to have his cock in his hands - thinking of nothing but you and that sinful little dress you had on today.
One week was all it took for Nanami to have a bad day at work. And you could tell when he did.Â
By the way that front door slammed, unfamiliarly harsh footsteps sounding against the hardwood floors. And all it takes is one look at you laid out so prettily on the couch and Nanamiâs mouth drops into a soft oh!Â
One hand immediately loosening his tie, the other snaking down to his belt. Ashen, tense, - and you have half the mind to wonder whether heâs even breathing.Â
Not even looking at you as he mutters a low, âPanties off. Spread those legs.â
That was a few hours ago.Â
Before you knew it, your husband had you splayed out like such a slut for him on the couch - too starved to even think about making it to the bed. Legs on his sculpted shoulders, panties in tatters on the floor because you were taking too fucking long. Cock so angry and sensitive as he bullies into your snug cunt, stuffing you full of his cum.
Again. And again and again like he wanted to fuck any and every thought of that stupid sex ban out of your delirious mind.Â
âK-Kento- what-â he pulls you into a bruising kiss. Just a sloppy clash of teeth and spit and hands everywhere. âYouâre ngh- different.â
At this, Nanami has the audacity to laugh - laugh. Hips snapping impossibly deeper, âYeah? Nâ whoâs fault is hah- that? Whoâs fault is it th-that we ended hngh- up like-â Pushing your knees all the way up to your tits, groaning at the mess of cum and slick pooling beneath you. â-this?â
Cock just ramming into you, prominent veins nudging against your gummy walls so agonizingly. The couch creaking in protest as he uses your pretty lilâ cunt exactly the way heâs been fantasizing this past week.
And when all you can do is let out delirious little moans in response, Nanami raises his hand up, up, up. Coming down on your ass, hard.Â
Smack!
âDidnât you know weâd end up here?â
Oh the words hit you harder than that large palm-print stinging your ass. Tight pussy clenching and trying to milk the fucking soul out of him as you sob, âI- I didnât-â Smack! Youâre jolting at the impact, hips bucking wildly as you gasp, â-I did! Wanted this so bad, Kento. I did I did-â
And yeah, Nanami knew that. He knew youâd pulled this little âsex banâ stunt to make him break - to have him fuck you like the slut you are. But hearing the words from your pretty mouth had his balls squeezing so painfully.Â
âKnew it.â he manages to grit out. âKnew you were such a slut, my love.â Words strained with each harsh thrust, âNâ as my slut, y-you can ngh- take one more, right?â You keen at how soft his tone was, like he was whispering sweet little nothings to you instead of promises to absolutely break you. Fingers trailing down to draw lewd patterns on your throbbing clit, âRight?â
And as if to prove you could, heâs squeezing his swollen cock harder into your plushy walls. Faster. Unforgiving. Fat, leaking tip hitting all those sweet spots heâs mapped out, in time with his abuse on your clit.
âDidnât hah- have to lock myself in my office for nothing, right?â Pulling your trembling hips flush against his toned ones, âHave to get by with j-just a pretty picture this week for nothing?â Hips out of control now. Bruising. Almost painful with the stretch and the sheer pressure of being so full. âSâall for this, right?â
Smack!Â
âOh God, Kento- Fuck fuck fuck fuck.â
âYeah? Feels good?â he nips at your lower lip, âGood enough to fuck- take another one?â
You were sure if he came once more then it might just be the death of you.
Youâre not even lucid enough to realize what reaction youâre giving him - all you know is that it isnât good enough for Nanami.Â
Because he lets out a tut, hand dancing across your stomach to where he knew he was absolutely making a mess of you inside.Â
âFine.â And something about the way he says it makes your heart stop, already knowing that it didnât bode well for you or your poor cunt. âGuess I hafta ngh- help you.â Sure enough, Nanami wastes no time before pushing down on your abdomen.Â
The both of you watch - awe-struck and speechless - as your overfilled pussy gushes all around him.Â
And shit neither of you can even begin to think of what a bitch itâll be to clean out this couch later on. Too caught up in the way youâre soaking Nanamiâs merciless cock in that sinful mix of cum and slick. Thick, and hot, drooling down the side of your puffy folds.Â
âSee? Enough space, no?â
You raise your eyes, teary and hazy with lust, up to meet Nanamiâs darkened ones and oh-
You werenât going to make it out alive.Â
Especially not when he leans down, whispering so raggedly in your ear, âNow I get to give ya another weekâs worth more, right?â
⥠GETO SUGURU - 9 days
Bzzzt-bzzzt-bzzzt-
You didnât know how it ended up this way. How that stupid bet about whoâd be the needier one made Geto the one with the sex ban.Â
How he had you tied across from him so prettily on the bed, a bullet vibrator stuffed up your dripping cunt, unable to do anything but whine and watch as he spreads his bare, muscled thighs.
Tip flushed your favorite shade of pink, matching those panties wrapped around his throbbing cock. So angry and leaking all over his fist as one hand slides up, up, up. The other, fiddling with that tiny metal remote.Â
âYouâre drooling, gorgeous. So desperate, huh?â
You know you arenât - but you canât help the way your face burns at your boyfriendâs low chuckle. Thighs squeezing together at the heavenly sight before you. âN-no fair, Sugu.â you whine. âI want to-â
Intensity setting 2.
But whatever words get stuck in your throat as Geto draws harsh, quick little circles on the intensity setting, smirking at the way youâre so wrecked already.Â
Bzzzt-bzzzt-bzzzt-
âI-I want to-â he mocks your pathetic little whines, acting for all the life of him that they didnât make his dick twitch so wildly in his hands. âMy poor baby. Sânot nice, right?â And if you were embarrassed before then it was absolutely nothing in comparison to when Geto knits his brows in mock concern, eyes locked on yours. Hand still moving down his cock, âBut isnât this what you wanted? With the sex ban? Isnât this-â Hips bucking up to show off how sloppily heâs fucking his fist - and your panties along with it, â-what you were asking for?â
âNo.â youâre tugging at the ties at your wrist, âI wantedâŠâ
Intensity setting 3.Â
But oh itâs like Geto was well and fully intent on leaving you speechless - and succeeding at it too.Â
Because he immediately brings up your panties - flimsy and just so soaked - up to his face, breathing in so filthily. And as if he couldnât help himself - as if he didnât want to help himself - the remote falls out of Getoâs hand, âaccidentallyâ locked on the highest setting, first wrapping around his cock to make a mess of himself.Â
âF-fuck-â he cracks one eye open, balls squeezing so painfully at the way you were almost in tears trying to get some semblance of friction. âHeh, looks like Iâm winning the bet.â
You scoff, but it comes out so pathetically like a whine. âYouâre a cheater, Iâd have w-won this bet otherwise.â
Ah, how Geto loved your smart mouth - though, he probably loved it even more when youâre fucked dumb. But, right now, bet at the forefront of his mind, the next best thing he could do is shove those sinful panties into your mouth.Â
Hand flying up and down his cock faster and faster as you choke like such a slut on it. Greedily eyeing the way your lip wobbles, big fat tears welling up in your eyes, cunt all glistening and quivering as Geto blindly reaches behind to grab ahold of that remote again.Â
Intensity setting 4.Â
âAnd youâre too cute.â he drops his head, breath ghosting your lips. âSo if you ask me nicely I might just-â Thumb playing around with the intensity, pressing down, hard. As if it would translate to your needy cunt, â-give you my cock, gorgeous.â
Bzzzt-bzzzt-bzzzt-
Itâs all you can do to keen as his fingers get faster on the remote, other hand getting so sloppy on his painfully hard cock. Matching that sinful little ah! ah! ah! leaving your swollen lips. Sinful - and stubborn, still refusing to say those words that you knew Geto wanted to hear so badly.Â
âAwww, still not giving up?â At your delirious little headshake, âThen how about this?âÂ
Intensity setting 5.Â
And shit it makes you arch off the bed entirely. It makes you let out a strangled yelp of, âOh- fuck. Fuck fuck fuck Sugu, mâgonna-â It makes you cum.
âThaâs it.â Geto canât help but let go of his aching cock to draw rough, messy little circles on your clit. Grinning at the way youâre so pretty when you cum untouched - all for him. Over and over and- He reaches over to catch your lips with his, tongue dancing with yours, around your soaked panties.Â
So filthy and dizzying that he almost forgets about that bet - almost. Because youâre murmuring something so incoherent into his lips.Â
Bzzzt-bzzzt-bzzzt-
God, doesnât matter who wins next time - he needs to fucking do this again.
âWhatâs that?â he leans in tauntingly, pulling the fabric out of your mouth, finger still running circles around the intensity. Absolutely addicted to the way youâre twitching and whining at the aftershocks of your orgasm, âMâsorry, gorgeous, this vibrator is too loud. Speak up fâme, hm?â
âP-please fuck me, Sugu.â
âThought youâd never ask.â
⥠CHOSO KAMO - 21 hours
If Choso had it his way, then youâd both still be at home and heâd be balls-deep inside your sloppy pussy - fucking you over and over into the mattress until the neighbours file another noise complaint.Â
But, alas, Jin Itadori was sure to hire a hitman - or worse, Sukuna - on him if he missed another family dinner. Which is how it ended up with you, sat so prettily across the table from him, watching through his long lashes at the way that red dress hugged you so sinfully.Â
So right, in a way that made Choso almost jealous. So irresistibly, in a way that had Sukuna looking over a few too many times and-
Chosoâs chair almost hits the floor with how fast he stands.
Fuck it.
âSh-shit, Choso I-âÂ
âKeep ah- that dress up, baby. Unless ya wanna get it d-dirty.â heâs panting into your open mouth, tongue so hotly toying with yours as he gives you another harsh thrust. âThough, I donât ngh- mind.â
And he was telling the truth, too. Choso was in no way gentle with the way he had you sat on the bathroom counter, flimsy dress bunched up at your hips. Strong arms spreading your legs so shamefully while he bullied his cock into you with reckless abandon.
Over and over and-
âCho!â you yelp, as he hits that one spot so expertly. Flashing you a fucked-out grin as how youâre scrambling to cover your mouth. âTh-theyâll hear.â
âSo?â
And itâs all you can do to stop your jaw from falling slack once more - both in disbelief and at the way heâs fucking you so mean. So desperately like he hasnât in months - years, even. Just unfocused, sloppy movements to milk his cock on your snug cunt.
âI donât mind hah- that either.â Hand dipping underneath your soaked panties - just lazily pulled to the side - to roll your swollen clit between two fingers. âW-what I do mind is my oh- fuck girl holdinâ out on me and wearing that fucking dress on the s-same day.â
Oh you knew you were pushing the limits of your sex ban by wearing his favorite dress, that it would drive him absolutely wild. You just didnât know it would be this easy.
âBut you promised.â youâre letting out such broken little whines, muffled through your fingers, ones that go straight to Chosoâs achingly hard cock. âYou hngh- promised we wouldnât at your familyâsâŠâ
The only response you get is Choso rolling his hips deeper into yours, so bruising in a way you knew would make you feel so guilty even when all the marks are covered up. Leaving hot, open-mouthed kisses down your neck in time with the way he alternates between hitting your poor, abused cervix and that one spot.Â
Gasping out a ragged, âI know- I know I know fuck- Hah- I know.â Words strained - like he was losing a bit of his sanity with each thrust. And needed you to be the same. âBut shit, baby. Do you know how p-pretty you look right now? Hngh- how fuckable?â
âY-youâre so fuckinâ dirty.â you mewl, as if you were any better. As if your gummy walls werenât sucking the fuckin soul out of Choso right now. âShouldâve made the ngh- sex ban even long-â
He bites down at the soft crook of your neck, growling out a little, âDonât even joke about that.âÂ
And if Choso expected a response, then he didnât act that way.Â
Hips just erratic against yours, fingers even worse. Not even moving in circles anymore, just messy, sloppy patterns to-
No.Â
You gasp at the realization, the deft movements of Chosoâs fingers, and it just makes you all the more fucked-out underneath him. Scrambling to grab at the counter - Chosoâs hair - his shoulders - just anything and everything to stop yourself from alerting the entire household to what you two were up to. Letting him fuck you like his favorite sextoy, fingers so so messy and spelling out a relentless little C-H-O-S-O-C-H-O-S-
And then youâre cumming and cumming so hard that it almost hurts. Stars behind your eyes, blood roaring in your eyes. Chosoâs massive cock fucking any and every thought of the dinner just downstairs out of your mind.Â
âF-fuck fuck fuck- ngh- weâre never coming back here for dinner again.â
And itâs all you can do to drag your nails down his broad back, leaving deep red marks that make his balls squeeze so painfully.Â
It makes him throw his head back, gasping out your name so loud. It makes him pull your hips so bruisingly against his.Â
It makes him cum, spilling thick, hot ropes of cum into your pussy. So messy with the way itâs too much to bear, dribbling down your swollen folds, forming a lewd little pool below you. And Choso doesnât give a fuck - doesnât care if he leaves marks that everyone will see. Or if that slutty dress of yours has a suspicious little damp patch as he swiftly pulls out to snap your panties back in place.Â
Whispering lowly against your lips, âK-keep it in till we leave, hm?â
âCho-â
Knock! Knock! Knock!
âThe fuck? You brats fall in or something?â
⥠RYOMEN SUKUNA - 2 days
The great Ryomen Sukuna has always been terrifying - but never before has he been this ruthless. So utterly savage. Destroying every single curse he comes across in the blink of an eye - friend or foe, big or small.Â
Why? All because he hasnât been able to fuck your pretty lilâ cunt in two days. Which, in his opinion, are two days too long. All because of some stupid little experiment about wanting to see how long it would take to see the king of curses crack.
And when those trembling curses heard about this ah- sex ban through the grapevine, well, they wrote it off as another baseless rumor. Ha, Ryomen Sukuna cracking? Never.Â
âPleaseâŠbrat.â he bites down on your earlobe, further pushing up your expensive robes - ones heâd bought just to get on your good side - to sink his cock deeper inside your heavenly cunt. âThere I said it. Now jusâ a bit more-â
And maybe youâre a mastermind - maybe youâre an idiot. Because youâre digging your heels into the mattress, pushing off ever-so-slightly from his aching hard cock. So thick and angry as it slips out of your sloppy hole.Â
You bat your lashes so deceivingly innocently up at a pissed off Sukuna, âI didnât like your tone.â Crossing your legs to cover that view he was so fixated on, âEither you beg nâ start all over again or-â
âFine.â he grits out the word, like it physically hurt to. Though, nothing for what falls from his lips next, âPlease.â
âLouder.â
âPlease.â
There you had it. And you canât help but smirk, âWell, I liked that one-â
Nothing more is said - in Sukunaâs eyes, nothing more has to be said. Because heâs got his favorite lilâ human all needy and spread so shamefully in front of him, what more could he want? Sukuna grabs your ankles, pulling you to him like a ragdoll. Wasting no time before heâs splitting you apart on his rock-hard cock.
âYa donât hah- know how many curses I killed these past two days.â he kisses your ankles so softly. âHow many I wanted to kill.â
And God, if you didnât know any better youâd say itâs like he wanted to kill you with the way Sukuna barely even gives you time to adjust. Stuffing you full of his cock, so hot and thumping against your gummy walls in a maddening little bump! bump! bump!Â
Letting out a strangled moan of, âThere you go.â Brows scrunching together, looking wrecked already as he rocks his hips into yours - fast. Hard. hands coming up underneath your ass to arch you deeper into him, âSqueezinâ me so- tight. Heh, almost â
âOh hngh- âKuna!â you moan, eyes snapping down to the way your cunt was taking him up so good. Puffy folds bulging around his massive cock, looking like they were sucking the fucking soul out of Sukuna as his massive cock disappears in and out in and out in and- âSâtoo- much-â
âShut up.â he drops his head, one hand so bruising all over your body - groping your ass, your tits, playing with your throbbing clit. âYa wanted hah- me to talk, right? And I say-â The other, squeezing your cheeks together into a pathetic lilâ pout, âOpen up.â
Itâs so embarrassing the way you canât do anything but let your mouth fall open so sluttily, tongue lolling out just in time to catch the stream of saliva as Sukuna spits once. Twice.Â
So filthy with the way he lets it splatter against the corner of your mouth - on purpose.Â
âWanted the king to beg, huh?â Each word is punctuated by such a harsh thrust, twitching balls stinging against your ass. âWell you got it. H-how does it feel, huh?â
And you couldnât speak up even if you wanted to. Sukunaâs hand too tight around your face, cock too merciless. Slamming his hips down faster and faster as he runs his mouth, like he was taking revenge for the last two days. Again. And again. And again and again-
Grinning at your delirious little gurgles, âHeh, what? Canât talk?âÂ
And as if to prove his point, Sukuna loops two big arms around your waist, falling back on his knees with you sat like such a slut on his cock. Fingers lacing above your head to sink you impossibly deeper and deeper-
âOh my god- K-â Your breath hitches as he fucks up into you so easily. Feeling more and more like some plaything with each ripple of his muscles underneath your legs. So hard you were sure it would leave marks - both confirming and condemning those rumors you knew have been flying around. His balls on your ass, thighs underneath yours, nails dragging lightly down your skin.Â
Resting on your waist, holding your quivering hips still as he grunts, âNow shut up. Mâgonna get my fill of the last two days.â
⥠GOJO SATORU - 4 hours
To the great Gojo Satoru, this droning, 4-hour meeting with the elders was a nightmare. To you, it was exactly where you wanted him
It wasnât often that the strongest was tense - jittery, even, like he was about to jump out of his seat at any given moment. But, really, it was almost impossible not to, considering that stern talking-to youâd given him about âno sneaking out during meetings.â Especially when youâre sat across from him looking so beautifully unbothered.
Your smile too pretty, your uniform unbuttoned just enough that it gave him such a heavenly view when you bent over just so. Â
Oh, how Gojo wishes he could just-
And that was when he felt it.Â
That slow, slight touch up his inner thigh - so fleeting and light that he almost thinks heâs imagining it. But, no, Gojo could never mistake any touch from you.Â
It sends his entire skin burning to catch your eye ever-so-briefly from across the table. A tiny smirk gracing those pretty lips as your heel inches up, up, up-
âGojo, do you have anything to comment on the recent increase in curse sightings?â
He stifles a groan underneath one palm, the other snaking under the table just in time to catch your ankle before you can carefully slip away. âI thinkâŠâ he manages to grit out, heady gaze flitting over to yours, â-that is a question my lovely wife and I must discuss first.â
Oh?Â
And then, your back is hitting a plush mattress before you know it - long before the realization hits you that this bastard just fucking teleported the two of you to your bedroom.Â
âT-Toru-â you sputter out, whatever reprimand getting stuck in your throat at how desperate Gojo was acting. Your uniform buttons hitting the floor as he rips open your shirt, hands bunching up your skirt, only having enough patience to just pull aside your soaked panties, rolling your pretty clit between two fingers. Needy. âThe meeting-â
âThe meeting isnât here now, right?âÂ
Words so hoarse it takes you a moment to recognize it as your husbandâs. You were only beginning to wonder just what the fuck youâve gotten yourself into when Gojo tugs down his pants just enough that his rock-hard cock springs free.
And oh then it makes sense. Because Gojo was so hard that it looked painful - so so red, and angry. Soaked in enough precum that it made a damp little patch on his trousers, heavy balls twitching at the mere sound of your voice.
âD-didnât I say no sneaking out this time, Toru?â You buck into his touch, despite your words, eyes locked on the way Gojo stops toying with your clit to pool your sweet sweet juices on his fingertips.
âYou did.â Raising his long, glossy fingers to those pretty pink lips, âBut this is teleporting, not sneaking out, sweetheart.â
Gojoâs like a man possessed as he pops your slick-covered fingers into his mouth, eyes rolling to the back of his head at the sinful taste.Â
Gasping out a wet, âFuck the ban. Canât go without ya. Canât-â One hand sliding his fat tip between your swollen folds, up and down up and down - spreading them apart, just barely dipping into your sloppy entrance. â-canât live without this pretty cunt.â
And then itâs like something snaps - Gojoâs patience, his sanity, the last of his restraint as he sinks his throbbing cock into your plushy walls.Â
Pushing past that first, tight ring of muscle, and at the first feeling of your gummy walls milking his cock, he pants out a strained, âFuck- oh fuck fuck fuck, yer the stuff of dreams, my girl. This cunt- ngh-â Pushing your legs further apart, fingers back on your clit â-wouldâve fucked this cunt right in ah- front of those old toads. But, youâre lucky Iâm a jealous man.â
âOh- oh my god, sâtoo- too- big!â
God, you needed to spread your legs more - as if they werenât being folded apart so easily by a delirious Gojo - maybe breathe, try to relax because Gojo was so big. And so unforgiving.Â
Feeling like he was pushing all the way into your lungs as he thrusts in quick, shallow little thrusts to bully himself inside your snug cunt. Jagged - like he was fighting with some absolutely, depraved, feral part of himself.Â
You can feel the way your hips are torn between pushing away and grinding back down for more more more- And Gojo can, too.
âNo-â he hisses. Brows scrunching in frustration, hips becoming more and more sloppy - frenzied. âNo no no no no- hold on, sweetheart. Need this, need this so bad.â
Going faster.Â
Deeper.Â
You sob, ankles locking around his slutty waist. âB-but Toru-â You make a feeble last attempt at regaining your sanity. Your entire body jolting as Gojo presses so hard on your clit. â-we should ngh- hurry up. W-weâll be late to the meeting-â
But does it really matter? Gojo doesnât think so, not when he finally bottoms out in one, rough thrust. Groaning as his sensitive balls smack your ass.
Your cunt so slutty and tight - sucking him up so good despite your cute lilâ pleas about something stupid like âresponsibilitiesâ.Â
So he really canât help the way he wastes no time before reeling his hips back - all the way till his weeping tip is just kissing your sloppy hole. Before fucking into you completely - rough. Unrestrained. The same way he imagined taking you on that meeting room table. Over and over and-
âNot yet.â he grins against your lips, âWeâre not done discussing the recent increase in curse sightings.â
A/N. Gojoâs came out toooo long I donât even like this man fr (loud incorrect buzzer).
Plagiarism not authorized.
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Being the only female on TF141 is like Simon constantly scolding you for getting into sheningans with Johnny and Kyle while Price sits on his arm chair with a good book, whiskey in hand and him puffing out smoke like a chimney from his cigar like the daddy he is.
"Delete it."
"Why?"
"Cos I fockin' said so."
You cock an amused brow at him as you look up from the embarrassingly cute photo of the skull-masked behemoth fast sleep and cuddling your Hello Kitty plushie. "Cos y'fockin' said so?" You mock his gravelly Manchester accent and it sends Johnny and Kyle into a fit of giggles. And even Price is chuffed by it. It's contagious really.
It lets your guard down enough for him to yank your phone out of your hand deleting the picture with a swiftness that made your eyes ream and your heart jump. You all groan and jeer at him for being a poor sport but he's quite satisfied with himself. Little does he know, you have a few copies of it in your desktop.
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HSR + HOT THINGS HE DOES WHILE DOING IT
â ê° including ê± â aventurine, dr ratio, sunday, boothill x fem! reader
â ê° warnings ê± â [ex]plicit, dom hsr characters, oral (fem! receiving) & fingering, established relationship, hitting it raw, dirty talk, tit play + biting & marking, prone bone âč â§âË á°
â ê° AVENTURINE ê± + shamelessly moans into your ears
his moans have that kind of power that attack you with the lightest bit of touch but rumble inside your nerves with an utmost generosity that continued to burn an everlasting need into the rigid twist of your belly. he flips you over to your stomach and kneads the handful of flesh on your ass, greedily as his hands retreatâ now, he uses his hand to keep your hips sealed against his aching half, while the other was positioned next to your head to refrain his weight from leaning and crushing against you.
aventurine's mouth was hot against your ear, too hot, in fact, that your body manifests swells of electric jumps on your limbs and muscles, your blood thrumming as you're audibly hissing out petulant sobs through your slacked jaw.
"tell me how it feels, yeah?" he sighs between gritted teeth, savoring the anticipation as his eyes squeeze shut, hips aligned and drawing his oozy tip against your entrance before pressing into your hole.
"ugh, fuckâ" he grunts, "you'll mess me up today, hm?" as he moans deeply into your ear, so grateful to you as you shakily exhale through your mouth, your hole melting around his thick shaft before he inches further through your plushy walls.
aventurine was unashamed of gasping out those lecherous noises for you, brazen to the point where he's telling you how you feel as you squeeze him and cloud his mind with your milking compression indulging in him, "aahâ you feel so nice, so soft, i'm losing my mind," he cheekily laughs between his whines, feeling elevated.
he kisses your neck as you sob, your walls feeling all of him inside as you exhale between a shaken embraceâ but it's telling how much it turned you on when your boyfriend was this vocal with the pleasure you caused on him, his tongue darting across your neck before he loudly groans into the skin, your hole tensing and letting go, tensing and letting go, adding pressure again.
your eyes roll back as he grinds himself in you, always holding against your ass to fondle with the skin as he repeatedly pressures and pulls his cock through your creamy hole, entering all his inches inside an eager cuddle.
the sensation of having him claim your body in such way made your stomach do flips and tumbles, and the hums into your ear only multiplied the ways you responded to him with fizzy tears pulling at your lashes. right there, aventurine spills his brazen moans right against your ear, shamelessly between affectionate words of love, sending your inmost nerves into hard overdrive.
â ê° DR RATIO ê± + pulls your face to him before you climax
before he advances forward to his original plan, veritas will make you feel like you're mounting off pleasure and ah, your silhouette was charming to look at, no? you're so sweet when you hide your face from him. yet he doesn't understand why you're so embarrassed to show your flustered state? regardless, he loves when you do that, hiding the real taste, doesn't matter if he's suckling on your clit or watching how you suck him off, you're always warding off his enticing gaze.
the tantalizing signs of your embarrassment were enough for dr ratio to focus on all the different regions of your bodyâ not only that, but he inspects your breathing and how it shudders through you, not to mention how it hitches when he grinds into your cunt.
with that, he can determine that you prefer it faster, although mixed in with a couple slow grinds once he's sheathed himself fully inside. a combination of both can do a lot more, and channeling it into one was his speciality. you're making it just that easy for him.
you wonder why? well, it's because you make everything look so sexy that it's so easy to figure you out.
after finding the perfect tempo for the both of you, your warmth clamps around him before losing yourself in each precise, calculated push of his hips overloading from the feeling of being close to you, or ah, being one with you, correct? it's how you're throbbing and creaming his entire base full that he realizes you're right there, feeling an upcoming wave of pleasure making itself visible.
"i'm cumming, i'm, aah, fuck," you moan beneath his hypnotizing pair of eyes as his hips rush through you, spreading your poor, little cunt apart as your hole flexes around his shaft. veritas knew he had to be quick with it, so after hearing you sob and wince, he draws himself off your neck and cups your face roughly, casting his eyes on you.
the man was gorgeous and he knew it, much to your dismayâ he could also be a total idiot about how annoyingly handsome he was and that he always knew how to use it to his benefitâ although in this moment, his face was soused in his sweat, messed up around his forehead and covered with fizzling lust for you.
a strangled cry rips from your throat and vibrates through his eardrums as your body vividly shakes under him. you're whimpering at the embarrassment of having him look at you while he's forcing the eye contact with his hand bending around the softness of your cheek.
you had no idea how much of a difference it made to look at him and become so, vulnerable.
you squirm under his searing silhouette, crying out the most beautiful sounds as your sore hole twitching around the base, utterly spent as veritas only admires the glow in your eyes, nothing more and nothing else.
the two of you exhale shakily in your afterglow, wet skin clinging to the sheet and relishing in its dirtiness.
â ê° SUNDAY ê± + kisses your clit before going down on you
he holds himself back, he needs to, because fighting the urge to bury his face where you needed him the most was always worth itâ before he latches on your clit, he uses his rough thumbs to push the plushy skin protecting your clit aside to plant his plump lips over it, ghosting his mouth on top as he's almost successful enough to distract you from two digits bumping against your weeping hole.
sunday adjusts his face on your pussy before planting a wet kiss on your clit, his lusting eyes turning dark in the dark light as he roams two fingers inside your cloying hole, "give it to me, i know you can do it," he takes each necessary step to make you arch your back and gush all over himâ your bothered silhouette making his cock ache and balls throb in his boxers.
his digits ascend over the slopes of your velvet walls as he presses delirious sensations on your cunt before spitting on your pussy repeatedly, messily grinning against your folds when you wince to every single droplet of his saliva hitting your cunt.
what doesn't come as a surprise is that sunday likes being messy with itâ he needs to feel the wetness, the sheer contact of a hot tongue on your throbbing skin that he asks himself, can you feel it too? oh silly, of course you can, there was no room for debate by how you're reacting to it.
he swallows your arousal pooling on his tongue as he laps at your clit while his fingers graze along the sponginess of your walls, your pussy holding and clenching around the two digits. your eyes were half lidded, almost closed, your body so responsive that your cunt pulses at nothing but the tip of his tongue nudging into your clit.
"so obedient you are, my dear," he rasps before your fingers slope around the loose strands of his hair to press him into your heat, your back arching and your cunt spasming as you ride his face.
sunday hums happily, satiated, "what a good girl you are," he praises you enlaced in a wanton voice, thrusting his fingers roughly as you cum inside a silent cry.
â ê° BOOTHILL ê± + teases you with his teeth
your saccharine alike face prompts a menacing grin from him as he settles you on his lap before tilting your head a littleâ his eyes drizzling into the space on your neck and how he could feel your heart beat from that precious spot. boothill tests the waters, his insatiable hunger for you being so painful as he sighs out excitedly. he grazes into your neck and drags the sharp edges through your sensitive skinâ always holding you on his waist with one hand wrapped around while the other toyed with your soft tits.
boothill has everything under his control, okay? you needn't worryâ in fact, he always tells you to not torment yourself when all you had to do was trust him with your pleasure.
a smile stretches across his face as he brazenly flattens his tongue against your neck, feeling your pulse thud on the wet muscle before squeezing your tits to mess up your focus. you cling to his strong shoulders as you arch your back when he rolls a nipple between his digits, "you like that, don't you?" he drawls, your moan bending when he pinches your tit again.
your eyes roll back, and ugh, it feels so good, his rough yet precise touches were capable to induce waves of sparks from your breasts to all the way down, hitting your aching pussy. you're humping against his thigh and drool, more so stain your panties with your slick. the swell of his bulge was heavily pressing against your clothed folds, and boothill knew it wouldn't take long until you'll beg him to fuck you.
alongside those mesmerizing touches that marked up your breasts, the man took his time and acted unhurriedly as he sucks on your neck, shielding his eyes as he dips his head right above your collarbones. your skin mists with drops of his saliva as you find his hair beneath your hands, tugging slightly at his strands.
boothill moans into your neck, the vibrations setting a fire on your wet core, "let me consume you..." you hear him murmur playfully, his sharp fangs tauntingly pressing into your neck as you arch your back, "pretty, mh, you're so good, so lovely, so pretty, and ugh," as he stammers, his tongue blazing wildly across the pulsing spot that he's bitten, a low growl rumbling in his throat as he calls your name.
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Too heavy for me? Never
LADS men reaction to you only somewhat joking about being too heavy for them
Sylus -
He'll raise an eyebrow at you, staring down at you as you realize the joke fell flat. You try to back peddle, not wanting to cause any confrontation that never helps you feel better about your body anyway, but he simply holds up a hand to stop you with a shake of his head.
"I don't want to hear it, sweetie. I already know the nonsense you're going to say. How about you just come with me right now to the gym instead?"
You don't know how to tell him that saying that truly shattered your heart into a million pieces, so you just follow him in silence instead. You didn't think he would insult you so casually, and you were now trying to brace yourself for the inadequate feelings and self-loathing you were about to experience by having to train at the gym with him.
But... he didn't ask you to do a workout. He didn't tell you to get on a piece of equipment or to lie down on a mat for a physical exercise.
He told you to sit on a small bench against the wall while he went to the free weights close by.
Wordlessly, he loads weights- two- no, three times your weight onto the bar, before moving to lift it. Once. Twice. Again, and again and again-
His eyes flicker over to you at some point, and instead of making any remark or reference to the emotions clear across your face, he flashes you a slight smirk, just like he always does.
"Have I made myself clear, sweetie?"
Zayne -
Zayne will definitely think you're just pretending to be stupid at first.
He will look down at you with his brows furrowed and a small smile creeping on his lips, thinking it's all a joke.
"I lift myself during my workouts fairly easily, and I am capable of lifting a lot more. Quite funny, though I wouldn't make this form of humor a habit. It isn't particularly good for your mental health."
Then he realizes you're actually being serious in what you're saying.
He's upset, to put it lightly, but hes trying not to let it show. Favoring a small frown across his usually firm expression as he studies your face. Your heart will jolt just a little bit when you process just how sad his eyes look though... obviously he's hurt that you would even think something like that about yourself, much less come to believe it as true.
"Allowing a part of your brain to lie to you is not healthy if you don't push back with the truth. And the truth here, is that you are nowhere near too heavy for me to lift or carrying, even for prolonged periods of time. To demonstrate-"
And like it's nothing, he's picking you up and carrying you. His destination is not important, and the protests spewing from your lips fall on deaf ears as you try to gentle squirm out of his grasp. He'll continue to explain why your viewpoint is flawed, methodically and with logic, and in a way that you find yourself unable to argue back.
He doesn't want you to.
He knows you're wrong, and he will stop at nothing to prove it.
Xavier -
He's more surprised at the statement than anything. At first, he thinks you're making a jab at his strength, and wonders if he slipped up in front of one too many Wanderers and now needs to prove himself just to get you to stop teasing him for being 'weak'.
Once he (quickly) realizes that you're talking about yourself, jabbing at your own body and state, rather than at him, it's like a spark igniting in him.
"What? What would ever make you think that? No- that's not right. That's not right at all."
He's immediately going to try and grab you to lift you up, he doesn't care where you both are or what you're doing. Even if you've just woken up in bed and are still relaxing, he's trying to pick you up right then and there.
He stumbles trying to lift you, falling backward onto the pile of blankets and plushies that has taken over his bed. He feels awful, worried that you'll take his misstep as him falling over from your weight, immediately apologizing and trying to sit up and pick you up again before falling forward from the plush surface he's trying to rise on giving out too much beneath him.
You're both a giggling mess by then, and it's obvious to you that he's going to keep trying to prove it to you, just... a bit clumsily so. Several more attempts will be made as the evening goes on, and pretty soon he's showing you just how easily it is for him to lift you up- especially if he keeps doing it over and over and over again.
And he will continue to do it over and over and over again, even after today. As many times as it takes.
Rafayel -
You definitely made a mistake saying anything self-depreciating around him. Especially with how much he likes to prove you wrong in playful situations, this is something similar, but a lot more serious to him.
He'll make fun of you for anything, as long as you know he's just being lighthearted even if he's grumpy or upset when he fires a quip off at you.
But the second you agree with him, or say something bad about yourself- whether jokingly or dead serious- the gloves are off. He won't accept that from you, and he's already on it to figure out how to turn the opinion you've formed of yourself on it's head and into a more positive outlook.
Lifts you up bridal carry while spinning- quite literally sweeping you off your feet while he whisks you away. You would think you were a princess with how he spins around his studio with you in his arms, with no regard to the paintings or projects around him as he dances with you in his arms. And no matter how hard you protest, he doesn't stop until he feels for himself that he's done enough, giggling the entire time.
"Are you really going to doubt a sea god's strength? Geez, I didn't realize you were such a rude human."
He'll hold you up enough to press his forehead against yours, nuzzling against you with a smile, the slightest sadness playing across his expression.
"Man, I must be pretty lousy that you would ever think something like that about yourself. That must mean I don't think to pick you up enough like you deserve. Don't worry, I'll make it up to you by whisking you away every chance I see you from now on."
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Introducing Homicipher Characters to Your Plushies - Pt. 1
The Homicipher Characters come to you in hopes for whatever insanity they plan to drag you into, you instead have a different plan! Showing them your plushies!
Based off my series for the whb devils ! Consider this is scenario where you brought them back to your world with you and they understand your language fully now and vice versa !
Notes: Some very light suggestive content. Gender neutral reader ! This round of characters includes: Mr. Crawling, Mr. Scarletella, Mr. Chopped. Mr. Silvair, Mr. Gap, Mr. Hood, & Mr. Machete !
Mr. Crawling
Honestly you could do anything and it would just make him love you more.
But especially in this case!
He will sit and listen intently to every last thing you have to say about your plushies!
And he's memorized all of their names for you!! He knows which ones are your favorites and which ones you find the most comforting when you're upset.
He thinks you're so cute when you talk about them too!
He gives you and your plushies pets as you talk about them!!
Squishes your cheeks, you're the most adorable person to him and he's glad you shared with him such an important part of your life.
Will go out and find even more plushies for you. He would do anything for you after all!
Mr. Scarletella
If I'm being honest you could honestly talk about anything and he would just listen.
It wouldn't matter the topic. You wanna talk about your plushies? Then yeah of course he's gonna listen and eat up every detail.
He loves seeing your smile, and admittedly he does get a bit of cuteness aggression from it so prepare yourself for that lol.
However.... He does get kind of jealous of them too.
What do you mean he's not the only being you've given names to? Not to mention the amount of attention and affection you give to them.
Yes, these aren't living creatures and he knows this but he can't help himself!
He gets irritated about it, if you notice his jealousy right away and stop and give him attention then he'll get over it quick.
If it takes you longer to notice however. Things might end up requiring a much more bigger solution than just a few kisses and cuddles.
Mr. Chopped
They're very cute!! He likes your plushies and how excited and cute you get when you talk about them!!
But... They're not as cute as him, right?
Expect to be showing him an equal amount of attention as you are your plushies as your introducing him to them.
He just gets so grumpy and jealous way too easily.
He very much requires you to gush about him just as much as you gush about these inanimate objects.
And as long as you do so he is pleased and content and can live in harmony with your plushies.
He takes note of the names and while he might not remember every last detail, he does like talking to you about them!!
He knows it's an easy way to make you happy and he very much likes making you happy!!
However you'll never know that sometimes when you're not looking, he's glaring at them.
Mr. Silvair
While I don't think he really cares that much about the plushies, he is interested in humans. And you.
So he'll listen. It gives him a bit of insight to how not human minds work, but specifically yours.
This odd cute stuffed creatures bring you immense joy, he's not sure why, but he knows it does and he would like to know why.
Honestly it doesn't really matter what you do, everything to him provides him with more research.
That being said, it's not like it ends up being solely about his research.
He does end up finding himself being oddly endeared by your behavior and how happy you when talking about your plushies.
He's taking to placing them on your whenever you're upset or need comfort. Especially since he knows it works.
He can soft and sweet sometimes. At least when it comes to his favorite human, of course.
Mr. Gap
The idea came to you when you saw him peeking out of a dark gap that was in your plushie pile!
He came to ask one of his typical questions, but you didn't let him get a word in!
You immediately just picked up one of your plushies and started talking about them!
He doesn't really quite find anything interesting about the plushies, but he is interested in you so!
He will listen to what you have to say. And he does know some of your plushies by name after you tell him about them.
Will occasionally show up with plushies he's found that he thinks you will like.
Of course you need to give him your heart to have them though!
You won't?
Well... he guesses he can settle for a kiss or something instead....
Mr. Hood
He doesn't quite fully understand your deep attachment to these objects, but he'll support your love for them fully.
We already know he's a good teacher, but he's also one of the best listeners as well.
He will sit for however long it takes for you to share with him all of your plushies and their names and even lore if you have that for them as well.
He does find it rather endearing, even if he's not quite sure why he enjoys you talking about something for so long.
Will pat your head occasionally, if only he had a head that you could see because if he did he would have the softest smile on it as he watches you talk.
Truly experiencing you share this with him just puts an even deeper desire in him to protect you from any and all harm.
He will make sure and be guaranteed to protect that bright, beaming smile on your face that you have in this moment. At any cost.
Mr. Machete
He does not give a shit.
Or at least that's what he says.
And well, to be fair, he is annoyed by your focus on these cute nonthreatening soft things instead of just sparing with him or something.
Don't ask him if he's jealous of your plushies, he'll deny it to ends of the earth.
Ignore that he's been acting grumpy since.
Just give him a little extra attention and he'll be fine.
Also seems like the kind to get cuteness aggression. But his cuteness aggression just leads to him wanting to fight you. And bite you. Maybe some scratching too. Basically he's not gonna be nice about it and just give you squeezing hugs or something lol
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â§âË⧠â[ it's a gift (you keep those) ]â
ft. logan howlett x f! reader â xmen, marvel
â°â⧠giving him a plushie that reminded you of himâ1k words
setting: deadpool & wolverine (2024) worst! logan contains: fluff, crushes, probably ooc but heâs so cute & wade is hard to write for, written for dp&w logan so idk if he got gifts in xmen, i forgot about laura, they are in touch and have a wonderful father-daughter relationship, iâm so sorry, edited
†author's note: i have so many thoughts but too incompetent to write
loganâs never sure who will appear when he opens the door as wadeâs quite the extrovert, either vanessa or one of his many other friends whom heâs now become somewhat acquainted with, but he certainly wasnât expecting to meet the familiar eyes of the cute neighbor who lived a few doors down. he nervously scratched the back of his head, suddenly becoming aware of his shabby appearance, âuh, are you looking for wade?â
âno, i was actually looking for you!â god, your smile is so bright, itâs blinding. he normally hates perfume of any sort as itâs so overpowering to his heightened senses, but the one that you wore smelled so lovely like always. is that a new shade of lip gloss youâre wearing? it really suits you. (why on earth is he noticing all of these details out of the blue? he needs to snap out of whatever spell you put on him after being introduced when he first showed up and only interacting in passing since then).
âlooking for me?â he repeated, in disbelief, trying his best not to allow his surprise to slip into his voice. considering he isnât from this dimension and not the most agreeable person to be around, he had no friends of his own yet and hasnât been visited by anyone since he got here. a beat of panic struck him, thinking that he was in trouble for something and you came to complain. he really couldnât think of any other reason you were here for him even though you were so cheerful.
you were carrying some shopping bags with you, dropping them on the ground before reaching into one and pulling out a large fuzzy plushie of a gray cat hidden under layers of glittery tissue paper, âi saw this cutie when i went shopping with my friends and thought it looked like you!â you held it out for him to take, looking so proud of the stuffed animal.
he hesitated for a second before accepting it, trying to take in the fact that you were reminded of him in your day-to-day life. it made his heart flutter, and he found himself dumbfounded by the feeling. he was frequently teased by his roomate about his little âcrushâ on you, claiming that it was oh so obvious and that the sooner he accepted it, the better, but he never realized until now how pathetic he was when it came to you. was the wolverine really getting butterflies like a fucking schoolgirl in his old-ass age? thank god no one was home right now to bully him about it, he would never hear the end of it.
âit does not look like me,â he scoffed playfully after a quick examination.
âno, it definitely does! itâs a big, grumpy kittyââ you took a step closer to hold it with him, pointing at all the similarities you observed, although it was clear you were exaggerating for laughs. âsee the little frowny face and ears? it could be your identical twin separated from birth! willy mentioned that you act like a cat most of the time, and i think it fits perfectly!â
the smile he didnât realize was plastered on his face faltered at the last piece of information, grateful that you didnât notice. that idiot has been talking about him to you? he might as well forget about any chance of getting with you, because knowing how he yaps without a filter and loves to play matchmaker, you probably think heâs a freak of some sort. âonly good things, i hopeâŠâ
you giggled, the sweetest sound he ever heard. âof course, heâs really fond of you⊠well, maybe a bit too fond, but you already know about that!â you opened your mouth to continue the conversation or say something else, but your phone started ringing and you excused yourself, looking a little shy as you grabbed up your bags. âiâll talk to you later!â you sounded so excited about the prospect of it before leaving, your voice and footsteps becoming fainter as you walked back to your place.
âwait, you didnât take back the catââ
âitâs a gift! you keep those!â
âoh⊠rightâŠâ
he lingered for a moment, unable to say much in response since you left in such a rush. when was the last time someone gave him a present? staring at this brand new item, he still couldnât see the resemblance in any way, but knowing that it was a gift from you gave him a rare feeling of happiness which returned every time he looked at it from then on among his few possessions.Â
âoh my goodness, what is this adorable thing?!â wade exclaimed when he saw it sitting on the couch where logan slept, picking it up to gawk at before tossing it up in the air and catching it before it hit the floor. âooh, let me guess, itâs a gift from her, isnât it?âÂ
the mutant groaned at his mocking tone. âput it down before you ruin it with your grubby hands,â he commanded, snatching it from his grasp (rough enough to make his point clear, but carefully enough not to tear it apart). his roommate didnât even bother pretending to be offended like he usually would as he was simply overjoyed that his âshipâ was coming true. âit doesnât mean anything, donât make it weird.â
âit doesnât mean anything?! how can you say that when itâs going to be the first gift you give to your first child togetherââ
âfirst what??â
ânevermind, what are you gonna name it?â
âi have to name it?â
âhave you never owned a stuffed animal before? you have to name it! how heartbroken is she going to be when she asks what you named it and you say that you havenât done that?! sheâs gonna think that you donât value her gifts!â you would think the world was going to end if he didnât do so if you heard the way he was speaking.
âfine, iâll name itâŠâ he looked deeply into the toyâs soulless eyes, noting how soft the outer material was against his calloused hand, â... fluffyâŠâ
âthatâs such a shitty nameââ
âshut the fuck up, itâs been decided.â
#đ. her works#logan howlett#logan howlett x reader#deadpool and wolverine#wolverine#wolverine x reader#hugh jackman#x men#x men x reader#marvel#marvel x reader
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mdni under the cut âą
best friend! sukuna who sneaks into your room through your window uninvited as youâre watching some random comedy show in the middle of the night to âhang outâ.
(well.. actually, he isnât your best friend. heâs really your boyfriend, but your parents donât approve of your relationship with him, so you have to keep things secret.)
best friend! sukuna who scares you by slamming your window open and jumping in with a âwhatâs up idiotâ as you jolted in your bed and gave him a piercing glare.
âsukuna! what on earth are you doing!!â exasperating and clutching your chest as if you were about to have a heart attack. âif my parents hear or see you here, its game over for the both of us.â
best friend! sukuna who honestly does not care because youâre his girlfriend so he will simply come see you whenever he pleases. and in this time of the night, he needs you right now. âoh nothing too crazyâ he looks at his nails with a teasing smirk, âjust wanted to see how my little brat is doing thatâs all.â as he walks over to your plushie filled, silk, comfy bed and takes a seat.
best friend! sukuna who pretends to be interested in whatever show youâre currently watching as he slides his huge and veiny hands up your thighs and into your pajama shorts.
you began protesting, âkuna, we could be caught this isnât a good i-â your breath hitched as he starts rubbing circles with his thumb over your clit.
âlock the door then girl.â rolling his eyes.
best friend! sukuna who pushes your shorts to the side, revealing your pretty puffy folds to his enamored eyes and licks a long stripe down your slit, making you slightly whimperâ teasing you with his tongue and middle finger until he softly grabs you by the ankles and tells you to get face down ass up for him.
best friend! sukuna who pumps his thick cock a few times before slowly pushing himself into your sopping wet cunt and letting out a low groan. heâs thrusting in and out of you being careful at first, so that your parents donât suspect anything, but the way you were gripping around his monstrous dick had him going insane and began fucking into you deeper, teasing your g-spot.
âsu- mmph fuck!â becoming cock drunk off of him, tongue lolling out, eyes rolling into the back of your head. and your sly little boyfriend â best friend knowing what exactly you like and how to make you feel good, kept thrusting all the way into you to make you moan as loud as you can on purpose then taunting you, âshhh, you wouldnât your father to know his sweet little girl is getting her guts rearranged by the boy sheâs not supposed to be messing around with, now would you?â devilish grin creeping onto his lips.
best friend! sukuna whoâs favorite thing is fucking you dumb on his cock to the point youâre seeing white and canât conjecture a single thought, but still littering sweet praises in your ear such as, âyouâre such a good girl, taking this dick mhmâ, âfuck! youâre so tight for me.â âyou feel so good gripping around me like that.â
best friend! sukuna who shoots ropes of hot cum into you just as you come undone on him still inside of you, legs beginning to shake. âoh hoho, silly girl⊠iâm not done with you just yet.â laying you down on your back to stuff his mess back into you with his still hardened length.
best friend! sukuna who loves fucking you full of his seed as he looks into your eyes while heâs on top and cupping your cheeks as lewd noises come from beneath you both.
best friend! sukuna who milks you of everything you got, on the brink of crying from overstimulation and how hard you were about to orgasm. âc- iâm gonna cummmm âkuna!â
best friend! sukuna who licks the shell of your ear and leave open mouthed kisses on your jaw as he tells you to let go and cum all over his cock like the filthy slut good girl that you are.
best friend! sukuna who cleans you up with a towel he got from your closet and leaves sweet, loving kisses on your temples as you two cuddle and fall asleep together in each otherâs arms in your bed.
best friend! sukuna who wakes up at 6am to leave before your parents wake up and gives you a goodbye/good morning kiss before he exits through your window.
best friend! sukuna and you who thought you two were slick and pretty sure that your parents wouldnât suspect anything ever happened the previous night.
until you walk into the kitchen for breakfast to your parents asking what all the noise was coming from your room last night and asking where the marks on your neck came from.
oopsâŠ
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