#dont you EHEHE ME

[saetoshis]

꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱₊˚⊹ WHY SO STUBBORN? | shinazugawa sanemi

⋆୨୧˚ SUMMARY: being stubborn against sanemi doesn't always work!

⋆୨୧˚ MATURE CONTENT WARNINGS:

fem!reader, dom!sanemi, teasing, light degradation, bit of cunnilingus, pet name [baby - once], nipple play, creampie

he knows what he’s doing is working, and that’s what bothers you the most about it.

his nose nestles against your panties eagerly, then hesitantly, all for the satisfaction of your thighs squirming around his head in jagged rhythms. he finds every twitch and every shiver of your cadence to be beyond exciting, especially when he knows you're trying to resist it.

"don't act like you don't like this," sanemi murmurs with his face pressed against your now-wet panties. his voice carries a gruffness and ambition underneath its tone, while yours is shackled and constricted.

"you- hah, can't act like you can just snap your fingers whenever you want," you murmur between ragged breaths, voice strained from how hard you're trying not to show a weak spot - too much power would go to his egotistic head. "i'm not a toy..."

"no, you're not," sanemi grunts out the words between fervent licks and drags of his nose along your clit. he readjusts to kneel, gripping your hips in each hand and pulling your body down to meet flush with his. his broad torso curls over you, calloused hands dragging up towards your shoulders as he whispers, "unless you wanted to be treated like one."

"cut it out," you mumble weakly between panted heaves, and he knows you're just one step closer to snapping. your thighs shudder in place, fingers quivering against the sheets as he presses slow, dreadfully warm kisses along your neckline. your voice comes out almost as a whisper, "you know what you're doing..."

"that's right," sanemi leers with a sly smile, letting his tongue drag lines and circles along your skin. you can feel the tiniest, slowest ruts of his pants against you and it feels like you're about to burst completely. each tedious second passes and knocks at your strength like cracks in a stone wall. his voice drops low right against your ear, "tryin' so hard to keep it up, aren't you? what, you don't wanna feel good? c'mon, just give up... lemme help you, yeah?"

you shake your head, unable to speak, tension building up in your bloodstream like a balloon ready to pop.

"tch, gonna be stubborn, huh?" sanemi gives you an unruly, almost irritated expression. with his demeanor now, you can tell - he's got a lot of tension to release with you. he slinks your shirt up a bit, fingertips dragging against your stomach and up to your chest. he lets out a smug sneer as his thumbs catch your nipples, flicking and circling them enough to where you're shuddering and holding in gasps. "c'mon... you know you want it."

sanemi keeps one thumb attending to your nipple, the other adjusting his clothed cock to lay heavy against your clit as he slowly ruts back and forth. it's unbearable - your chest rises and falls in jagged manners, hips rocking instinctively with sanemi's. "c-can't..."

"can't what, huh? can't... take it anymore?" sanemi jeers, curling down over you to press dizzying kisses against your lips. his movements never stop, all with the intention to send you reeling over the edge. "you don't even have to say it, m'kay? just gimme a nod..."

you hesitate, eyes shut tightly before your head bobs in a desperate nod - it feels like you can finally breathe as you release all the tension in your body and refuse to fight the sensations.

“so good, aren’t you?” sanemi murmurs in a low rasp as he pulls and pushes away all of the fabrics separating his cock from your bare hips. with a fist around his shaft, he runs along the slick mess coating your folds with a sneer, “is this what you wanted? yeah, i know it is.”

only a whine falls from your lips at the moment he presses his heavy cock up into the hilt of your cunt, ragged breaths exchanged between the two of you in place of words. quiet, muttered ‘fuck’s leave your mouth as you let the jolting feeling of him sunken inside of you settle on your nerves.

“wanted me that bad, huh?” sanemi leers, breaths raspy and hot against your cheek as he lets his hips move in rhythmic, slow drags. he lets out little grunts each time he pushes, finding each enclosing tense of your cunt around him absolutely divine. “fuck, that’s it… just like that, yeah?”

you nod fervently, unable to make a coherent statement with the way your brain is boggling inside your head. each forward rut of his hips gets a bit faster, a bit rougher, a bit needier - all until he’s gripping your waist to hold you stable as he fucks into you with wet smacks. all you can mutter is a breathy, “f-fuck, fuck, fuck…”

“ohh, i know…” sanemi’s voice comes out in a rough chuckle, his eyes peering over your body and how it responds so enticingly to him. your thighs shudder, fingers quiver, eyebrows furrow with each jolting grind. his abs shudder and flex intensely with each heavy, wet rut and he feels like he’s about to explode. “i got you, lemme see that clit…”

sanemi’s tongue sticks out ever so slightly as he focuses his thumb on your swollen nerves, letting it match in time with his rough movements. each circle of his digit makes you shudder, thighs squeezing around his hips desperately. “g-god… gonna make me cu-“

a voice cracking whine leaves your lips as your head lolls back, eyes following suit as you shudder and pant shallowly. sanemi is enticed, watching every movement and noise you make with lusting eyes and an unforgiving throb in his cock. “that’s it, give it to me. cum, cum, cum…”

sanemi’s jeers egg you on until your head spins and your whole frame jolts and shudders with ecstasy around his cock. the lewd sounds of his ruts get wetter, heavier, faster. sanemi’s abs glisten with flecks of your mess, and he groans between heavy pants at the sight of it. “so nasty, aren’t you? yeah? you liked that, i know…”

you mumble incoherently, feeling twitches in your thighs as he grips them tight and fucks into you like it’s the only thing he’s ever wanted. his grunts get raspy and hitched in his chest, his muscles starting to jolt in desperation. sanemi’s hair falls messily as he leans over and leverages even more strength to fuck you with. “god, you’re so tight- fuck, baby, i’m gonna cum so hard- hah…”

you mutter slews of ‘yes, yes, yes’ as you shudder and furrow your eyebrows, bodies radiating heat with each panted exhale. you can practically feel the twinge in his cock with each desperate slap of his hips against yours, and with a few rough grunts and hitched moans, he bottoms out and cusses under his breath. heat spreads throughout you as you feel ropes of white spilling between your walls, and you heave out with a dizzied sigh, “so good…”

“yeah it was,” sanemi leers between slowing exhales, curling over you to cradle your face and press juxtaposingly gentle kisses along your lips. you can hear each other’s racing heartbeats with each connection of your mouths, and it feels like heaven. sanemi lets out a little soft chuckle as he pulls away to admire the flushed expression on your face, “see? not so bad to give in, huh? stubbornness would’ve gotten you nowhere.”

“yeah, yeah,” you laugh out softly, refusing to indulge his ego too much. “whatever you say.”

SAETOSHIS 2024. please do not copy/repost.

[veggiecorner]

Here's a cute thought: Zelda definitely only knows how to cook her meat and rice bowl because she kept asking Link what his favorite meal was and he insisted he likes anything but one day just goes "meat and rice i guess" and she spent weeks trying to get at least one good attempt at the dish as thanks

[iindigoeyed]

i imagine felix explained to kagami that he was transmasc and she was like "you can do that? really?!" and then felix lent them his old binder and well, you get it.

bonus:

[bittcnneck]

". . . Well, I do know I time traveled and altered realities and timelines without consent. Which, as a demon friend said, is a crime.

. . . But the thing is, I'm not sure who I was supposed to get consent from.. god? If so, he is very late to punish me, since it's been months, ehehe.."

"cool! I'm a time criminal I think."

[sassycordy]

there’s something so personal about s1 mcshep <3

dedicated to @rodneymckays (happy birthday!!)

audio credits: fairyaudios_

[thingsaday]

I absolutely adore your design for charged yellow I just wanna hug him and then uncharged yellow deserves one cause it's only fair

Aw, gee! They sure appreciate it!

[eru-iru]

says this and then the next thing he does is ask him out also i cant his voice when he said "oh, you dont, huh? he sounds so happy

Ryoji 11/12: I'm sure you'll find someone like that before long.

Ryoji 12/1: I know I said I wanted us to be friends, but... I actually want to be something more.

ryoji you..! bless your link episodes ;;w;;

[carlestin]

dnposting in 2023

[nixotinix]

so ahaha i made a mh character quiz u should take it and reblog this post with your results ahahahha

and for shoots and googles. heres my result! (i promise this was not planned i just fuckksadjska i love this boy)

[dreamsy990]

my laptops like super fucking dead and its gonna be a couple days before i can get a new one so uh. have a ghost roxas au doodle from procreate instead. returning to my roots i suppose. do not ask me to explain the story context for this or whats going on because i will not explain ok. you can figure it out yourself <-( theres absolutely not enough information for you to figure it out for yourself )

[thatonebipotato]

apparently people are already starting to babify Simon P again,,

that is an almost 60 year old man who lived through an apocalypse and the trauma of being suppressed in his own mind for almost a thousand years, who then had to be thrown into the future where he lost his lover and was left to struggle in an unfamiliar environment while he grappled with whether or not being present in time and sane was even worth it

what do you mEAN

[prommytheus]

age old problem of older friend is going through it and you want to be there for them but also are aware they don’t want to talk to a teenager about their problems which makes sense but also I AM SO POWERLESS FUCK

[teafill]

Tony and Coffin aren’t only just compatible with one another.

They’re two distinguished gentlemen. Who are here for ONE thing, that being their duty to fulfill their own job, One related to Death and the other Time.

What I don’t understand is why people ship them?

I’m not judging. In fact I’m VERY curious to know others' opinions on these two.

As for the reason why, I just grew to love the characters. 

I was pleasantly surprised to see that I wasn't the only one who happened to love their appearance and traits. 

But what struck me most is that people ship them.

I'm opening my Inbox for you guys to send your reason/opinion as to why YOU ship them. (That or it can be head-canons / what you like about Tony or Coffin. I'd love to hear your thoughts.)

[jils-things]

hey luismi lover i want some constabell yapping ASAP and a large coke if you can /j if you want to can you give some of them with the 1 and 5 asks. non forced btw do it if ya feel it

i suppose if i'm given the opportunity to yap, i shouldn't disregard this opportunity ... thank u :3

1 - Who would end a heated argument by defending their actions with ‘because I love you!’?

corny, maybe predictable even but i think norton is very likely to say this out loud as a last resort - he's a man of action and he does a lot of things that are easily considered risky- i can totally imagine him doing so many dangerous things out of sheer will as that's how he really went by with life - but now that irene is by his side, he has even more reason to put himself in front of danger and it would be for her - the one who cared - his life had been nothing but shambles since day one, but on the very date that she "saved" him, he wants nothing more but to cherish her so much so that he'll put himself out there for her. he doesn't do well with words, but if he has to really has to prove his point, norton would say that quote verbatim... sternly, but with much passion behind the voice. it might look a little intimidating to some with those steely eyes but to irene - her heart strings would be pulled. she would be speechless - she knew he loved her, but it's not all the time she'd hear him say those 3 words.

5 - Describe their cozy night in.

ohhh my brain cannot stop thinking about this... i already felt so happy just writing that out yesterday and i feel compelled to respond to this with something similar to the past post.

picture this, it's nighttime - past dinner time. i imagine irene has a small private villa somewhere, only meant for her alone - but is shared with her sweetheart now. it's a cold night, but the dimly lit crackling from the fireplace feels so comforting and reassuring that they won't shudder - they're in their more comfortable clothes, she's in a nice white night gown and he's... just wearing a somewhat small white button up that wouldn't fit him so the button is kinda ... left undone but he really did not mind. (her house couldn't provide masculine clothing unfortunately) his current clothes were being washed anyways due to how overused it is. irene has a thick blanket hugging her lap while she stares at the fireplace and he would join her sometime later... they have a light conversation together, sharing the comforting atmosphere and they eventually fall asleep in the couch, blanket hugging them both nicely, her hair draped on his arm and his one hand propping his chin up, with his elbow standing on the couch arm. he tried not to fall asleep but alas, he did.

but, it's not so bad though, is it?

[ladyimaginarium]

i swear to g-d im& not even the jealous type but jfc i HAAAAAAATE this feeling when im& just lowkey like. who's :)))))) this :))))) bitch 👀👀👀👀🔪🔪🔪🔪 :))))))

[elkkiel]

Do you want to make out

I've always been interested in metaphysics and alternative views of spirituality, especially as someone who is actively religious + believes in powers beyond our human comprehension. The concept of the soul is something I've always believed in, and I'm really intrigued by how other spiritual practices and cultures interpret the soul / special essence of humanity. It's something I love learning more about, especially some of the more mystical/ritualistic practices of diving deep into connecting and manipulating your divine spirit.

blah blah blah anyways i'm currently learning how to astral project so I can shove my ghost tongue down your throat in a hot supernatural long distance make out sesh. Just bring the mints and probably a few water bottles (maybe some painkillers too, just in case *wink with both eyes*) and i'll be down for whenever wherever, my silly little skidmark /p (unless... 😳👉👈) ^//3\\^