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Hello đ if requests are open do you think we can get another of The Summoned Demon? I've never seen a take on Danny being misunderstood and speaking a different language after a summoning and I'm really excited to see where you wanna take this. If not don't worry about it I have a vivid imagination hahaha
Take care of yourself man, this is also your mandatory water and food break â€ïž
Danny runs for what feels like hours but is probably only a few minutes, attempting to find the exit of the caves. This would be easier if he could go ghost, but for some reason, his powers were disrupted when he tried to change into Phantom back in the cell.
He didn't know how, but the weird lights had messed with his core. It was almost like an invisible hook had attached itself to his navel. The thing yanked his power into the floor and walls, causing them to explode.
Thankfully, when the strange writing had vanished, a bit of his strength had returned, allowing him to tear through the stone bars. He couldn't go ghost, but at least some of his powers were accessible.
He had super strength, night vision (which would have been really helpful the day he was kidnapped!), and a few energy beams. It could be a better skill set, but if needs must. If only his Phantom stamina could transfer over.
Right now, he was using Fenton Stamina. There was a reason he was failing P.E. It showed how he was gasping for air, kneeling by one of the stone walls.
"Must...huff...find...exit....huff huff....escape!" Danny pants, attempting to crawl forward. "Must....check with a doctor about possible asthma...leg cramp! leg cramp!"
It wasn't going well.
Danny grips the meat of his calf, curling into a tight ball and silently screaming at it. The pain is annoyingly rippling across his whole body, causing his muscles to tense to the point he can only sit there and wait for it to go away.
All the while, he was mentally swearing up a storm.
After a few minutes, the muscles relax enough for him to feel some relief. Slowly unclenching his hands- afraid that if he got too quickly, the pain would return- Danny stretches out his leg. The ache is a distant echo as he slumps against the stone.
"I'm going to die in here," He whimpers. "I'm going to die from a kidnapping cult that thought it was a great idea to wait after my math test to take me."
While Danny wallows in misery, two glowing figures flout out of a nearby wall. A woman who looks to be wearing an outfit straight from the pilgrim's age and a man who may have once been a gentleman in the early ninety-thousands.
Danny's eyes widen at the blood staining the woman's head and dress. It's evident from the crack that runs along the right side of her skull. The man, meanwhile, looks more normal if it is not for the way one of his legs is twisted sickeningly.
"This one is young, " says the woman, shaking her head in pity. "It looks like he hurt his leg."
"I know how that feels," the man sighs, flouting until he is mere inches from Danny's face. "It doesn't seem he's been down here for long. Maybe there is hope someone will find him before the starvation hits."
"What do you mean starvation!?" Danny yelps. The two glowing people flinch.
The man gapes at Danny. "You can see us!?"
"Yeah? You're ghosts, right? I'm part ghost on my mother's side." Danny jokes, only seeing the woman cross herself before doing a slight hop and pointing at him with clear disgust.
"Witch!" She stretches, dragging out the syllables. He a bit impressed by how she puts her whole chest into that yell. Hell, he's even a little envious with how low she got her voice too.
"Not now, Mary," The man hisses at her. He reaches to touch Danny, but the boy avoids the contact, afraid of being overshadowed. That earns him a smile that seems oddly approving. "It's nice to meet you, lad. My name is Harold McConnell; I was an explorer attempting to map out Gotham's caves when I was separated from my crew. I broke my leg in the dark and starved to death. This is Mary, no last name. She and her family were moving from different American colonies when they passed over Gotham, and their carriage fell when the ground gave way. She died upon impact."
Dang, okay. Harold is oddly forward. Danny knows most ghosts are well aware of the specter's unwritten rules: Never bring up another death or share yours until a deep bond has been made.
A bit flustered Danny placed a hand on his chest, ensuring his fingers were spread so that they know he was a friendly ghost. He was not after their haunt or territory. "I'm Danny Fenton. Yesterday I was kidnapped by a cult from my classroom. They had me in warehouse then in a stone cell in a near by cave I escaped them but ended up gettng lost."
Marry lowered her hand, eyes wide. "A cult brought you down here?"
"Yeah, and I'm afraid they will find me," Danny mutters, looking over his shoulder. He can't see or hear anyone, but that does little to reassure him.
Harold's face tightens. "There are many monsters in this city."
"We can show you the way out," Mary offers, flying closer. Danny does his best not to stare at her gruesome features. It would be vulgar. "Does being half ghost- or a witch- make it possible for us to carry you?"
Danny blinks. "I think so, but I can walk-"
"Nonsense," Harold grunts, reaching out and lifting Danny from the floor. He throws him over his shoulder like he was picking up a flour sack. Danny squeaks. "Goodness, I forgot how it felt to hold something. I miss this."
Danny starts to protest, but Harold merely bounces him with a laugh, twisting around where Mary is flouting. "Onward!"
Mary smiles, floating alongside them. "We can go through the west caves to where my skeleton is. There is an opening that should lead to the center of Gotham's suburbs."
"Good idea, Mary," Harold compliments, flying right behind her at a much faster speed than Danny's running. "Listen, lad, we can't leave the blasted caves, but we can stare through openings. The suburbs are the safest place for you to pop out of."
Considering that his only other option is a mad group of cultists, a kiddy pool of blood, or a full ghost status from being lost in the caves, Danny doesn't mind.
He is saddened that they are anchor ghosts, though he suspected as much from the way neither had noticed his Infinite Realms mannerism. It means they are doomed to only wander the areas of their death, forever trapped in their sudden and abrupt demise.
"Thank you for helping me," He says, staring down at his hands. He can see the ground past him back, aware of the way Harold's muscular arms wrap around him without any warmth but not lacking in kindness. "I wish I could take you with me."
"That's a sweet thought, little one witch, but it's alright." Mary says, "We've come to terms with our fate. We even found love."
Danny peaks at her, noticing how adoring she is regarding the ghost, and she can't help but smile. "You two are together?"
"Aye. Mary comforted me in my final hours." Harold responds in a voice as fond and adoring as Mary's: "She was my reward for how I perished."
How romantic.
"I hope I find love like yours," Danny tells them just as they round a few corners and come to a deep drop. The remains of a carriage and five skeletons rest at the very bottom, making him heartache for the fact she had likely been alone with their bodies for centuries.
Mentally, he makes a pack to come back for the bodies and give them a proper burialâonce he has his powers, of course.
"I pray that you do," Mary says, keeping her gaze away from the pit. She points upwards to a whole in the cave's ceiling, a few streaks of light peaking through. "Up there, my love."
Harold obediently flies upwards, twisting Danny so the boy's back is to his chest and his hands are supporting him on his bum. Danny's face turns red. "Sorry, lad, but something is covering the exit. I can not touch it, but you should be able to. Kick it until it breaks. It should only be a few layers of grass."
Danny coughs. "I'll try my best."
He kicks upwards, pressing himself into Harold so he has more leverage for throwing his legs upwards. They make contact with a heavy thump, his super strength giving him an edge.
"Donkey kicks, lad!" Harold shouts, "Both legs, nice and even."
He pulls his legs back again, putting more strength into his second kick. It shakes the ground above him as bits of dirt fall through, and the light streaks grow. Danny's legs go through once, twice, and on the third kick.
Danny cheers as the ground above him collapses, falling into the pit below. It's a reasonable-sized hole, just big enough that he will be able to squeeze through, but thankfully, the rest of the ceiling seems sturdy enough that he won't accidentally cause a sinkhole.
"Good job!" Mary cheers, clapping her hands. Harold lets out a deep and joyish laugh, helping Danny straight up by holding his waist and lifting him up through the hole.
He struggles to keep Danny upright when Mary swoops in, lacing her fingers and supporting Danny's feet. Her added assistance allows the ghosts to push him upwards, away from the darkness and into the light.
Danny rises from the ground with a laugh so cheerful he doesn't think he's ever been this happy to see sunlight, even when it blinds him.
It takes a couple moments to adjust his eyesight, stepping out of the ghosts' hold onto solid ground, but he can smell the sweet grass below his feet. He hears the tender psss of a meat on a girl. The alluring aroma of hotdogs-
Wait a minute.
Danny's eyes finally come into focus, and he stares into the faces of a surprise family just about to sit down for a BBQ. His eyes find the face of a very familiar teenage boy looking increasingly horrified by the second.
"Hey, you're the cult pants guy!" Danny shouts at him, twisting around to look down at Harold and Mary. "One of the cult sacrifices is here! I think he escaped, too!"
"Solitary!" Harold yells back, "You have more strength in numbers!"
"I don't know how he can help me since last time I couldn't understand his language- oh! Er, hello?" Danny looks down to where the teenager is once again, clinging to his feet, babbling in his fast-paced language. He presses his face against Danny's leg, rubbing himself there, and the Halfa is quick to try to push him away. "Dude! Dude! Personal space!"
"My word!" Mary calls up, scandalized. "Danny, will you force this young one into being your bride?"
"What!? No! Waitâ" Danny looks back at the scene where Mary is once again making that same disgusted face while Harold is offering him a thumbs up and an eyebrow wiggle. "You can understand him!?"
"Yes, can you not?" Harold responds.
"Not even a single word. Would you mind translating for me?"
"I can let you know what he is saying, but I'm afraid the living won't be able to hear us." Marry cautions, sounding strangely apologetic and relieved in the same tone. "He's attempting to bargain for his family's lives in exchange for being your bride."
"Why would he assume I even want their lives or him!?" Danny yelps, finally untangling himself from the teenager and putting in some much-needed details. He makes a x with his arms, hissing when the other guy makes a move to follow him.
"Hard to say. He's not making a lot of sense- it's just pleas for a bargain.," Harold shouts, speaking louder now that Danny has moved away from the hole's edge. "It is best to put some distance between you and him."
"But what about you?"
"Don't worry about us; we've been here long enough. Escape while you can and be safe!" Mary yells over the cries of the rest of the family, who seem to have finally snapped out of their daze.
Danny looked at the two adults, the one pre-teen and a crying five-year-old, and decided he did not want to stick around for more screaming in a language he could not understand. "Thank you for everything you've done for me, Harold, Mary!"
"You're welcome!"
"It was a pleasure lad!"
Quick as a whip, Danny twists on his heel, racing for the fence and leaping over it. He's suddenly grateful for all the times he would sneak into Tucker's house as he clears over the wood in one smooth tug up and over, hitting the ground running.
He ignores the cries of the other humans behind him as he sprints down the surprisingly lovely suburban street.
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Jack Roux's hands shake as the demon disappears from view. He thought Batman had a handle on the cult and was free. But obviously, that wasn't the case.
When the ground first started to thump, he thought their garden had a mole or something, only to have his blood turn to ice when the ground gave way. Rising from the ground was the very demon that he had seen only two days ago.
His mother quickly ran to his side, wrapping Jack in her arms, sobbing uncontrollably. His dad stood in front of him, likely wanting to be a shield between Jack and the demon. His little siblings crowed around crying in fright.
It had come back for him, even though he had assumed it was kind and likely was going to go after the others.
If I had been alone, Jack thinks, thankfully his father's quick thinking and fast-paced prayers had scared the thing away in time, I would have been taken again.
It's a bone-chilling thought.
#dcxdpdabbles#dcxdp crossover#The Summoned demon#Part 3#Danny accidentally making himself look worse#Harold and Mary speak about Danny for years after#They are not aware the âcultâ Danny was running from was sweet little Bruce and his kin#Ghost culture#misunderstandings
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my buddie going canon ideal scenario and why it could happen before eddie fully realises heâs gay
iâve been cooking up this scenario for a while now but before going into it i wanna clarify that i donât think eddieâs homosexuality is tied to buck and just that. i could write a full essay about eddieâs queerness without even mentioning buck. HOWEVER i do think buck could be the key to eddieâs discovery, the last puzzle piece that makes it all make sense.
narratively speaking, i think it could be interesting to see buck and eddie get to the same conclusion (that theyâre in love with each other) but in the complete opposite way. while for buck itâs oh shit iâm bi > oh shit iâm in love with eddie, for eddie it would be oh shit iâm in love with buck > oh shit iâm gay. and obviously eddie is starting his own journey just now, so he might realise heâs gay and then it could click for him that all heâs been looking for was there all along, but i do think that - since this is a tv show - it would be interesting to offer a different side of the story to the audience. and yes i know that buckâs queerness and eddieâs queerness are very different already, but iâm specifically referring to their storylines leading up to buddie. (also this is just a personal side note but i think i would be lowkey crazy to have both of them realise theyâre queer and still not understand their feelings for each other, like i know theyâre dumb and dumber but câmon!!!)
ok so now letâs put on the tinfoil hat
we literally know nothing about whatâs gonna happen in the next episodes so i donât have any solid theory on how we could get to this scenario. some of the interviews were teasing some potential tension (or angst even) between buck and eddie so my brain took this information and ran with it. a lot of us were also theorising a nde for buck, for eddie or for both of them at the same time and that could also be the setup for what iâm thinking.
but first letâs analyse where buck and eddie are right now (and in the upcoming episodes)
buck was just broken up with so now heâs trying to explore his sexuality and understand it more. it feels like the search for âhis lastâ has just started and heâs excited to look at relationships and love through a new lens, but he also might feel a little discouraged that he has to do it all over again. he might be thinking ânow that i have all these new possibilities, why is it still so hard to find my person?â (average bisexual experience i will tell you that much).
eddie on the other hand is slowly trying to forgive himself and love himself, accepting joy and not pushing away his desires and needs. allowing himself to feel certain feelings and just let go. heâs taking small steps to show up for himself just like he does for his loved ones every day (we still donât know how far theyâre gonna go with his story so the next episodes are definitely gonna be interesting)
so, with all that being said, hereâs how buddie could go canon:
itâs late and buck shows up at eddieâs house. theyâre in the kitchen drinking a beer, both leaning on the counter and not looking at each other at first. something has happened between them that they need to clear up (could be an argument, a fight or some very important words exchanged when they thought they were about to lose the other).
as much as i love a âbecause i love you!!â screamed during an argument, i donât see that happening in this scenario. i imagine them having the softest, most honest and open conversation where they lay it all out - without even realising what theyâre doing. at some point, buck is gonna say something that will make it finally click for eddie. if itâs an argument he could say something like âi need you in my lifeâ/âi want you in my life foreverâ, or if this happens after a nde he could say âi canât imagine my life without youâ/âi donât know how i could live without youâ (iâm not a writer but you get the gist lol)
and thatâs when eddie finally allows himself to feel what deep down heâs been feeling for years, and so he leans over and kisses buck. the kiss is pretty short: eddie pulls away almost immediately, as if his body was possessed by something and he just snapped out of it. buck canât believe what just happened, but it takes him just a few seconds to realise and to grab eddieâs face and kiss him back. they start making out, they go out of frame, the screen turns black, the episode is over.
now letâs talk about the aftermath of the kiss. because if we know 911 we know that this goddamn show canât let people just be happy so of course thereâs gonna be some angst and miscommunication.
after the kiss, they donât really talk about it. they might even get interrupted by something else (maybe eddie has to go to texas to get chris back?) so they have to postpone the what the fuck just happened conversation. and thatâs when both of them start to spiral, but for different reasons. buck of course thinks that eddieâs distance means that he regretted the kiss, that they got caught up in the moment but that he doesnât feel that way about him and he basically ruined their friendship. eddie is also freaking the fuck out: heâs panicking about how they could make their relationship work, how they could tell christopher, heâs questioning literally his whole life and past relationships like oh my god have i been gay this whole fucking time??, heâs worried about their jobs, how theyâre gonna tell bobby and the others. basically questioning everything but buck.
being the idiots that they are, theyâre gonna convince themselves that the other regretted everything and theyâre gonna avoid each other and never have that much needed conversation. the 118 obviously notices that something is off, but no one knows what it is. until hen and eddie finally talk and he tells her everything: what happened, what made him panic and doubt everything and whatâs stopping him from talking to buck. hen is shocked but not necessarily surprised. her and karen look at eachother (yes karen is there too because of eddiekaren bestfriendism that is very real to me) and then hen says something like âi donât have the answers to all of these questions, but iâm sure of one thing: you love him and he loves you. you can figure out the rest together. go talk to himâ (i think it would be nice for eddie to have this conversation with henren as a couple, since his biggest fears and concerns are about how they could make the relationship work)
eddie feels like he just woke up from a 20+ year long sleep. he runs out of henâs place, hurrying to his car, and from now iâm picturing a full romcom montage with him just fighting for his life to get to buckâs apartment: traffic, construction work so he has to take a detour, his shirt is drenched in sweat so he has to go back home to change because surely he canât show up at buckâs looking like that. once he gets home, he sprints to his room to find a new shirt (maybe he puts on too much cologne - the one buck likes - and he has to change again. just because it would be fun to see him in distress). he fixes his hair for the 100th time, grabs his keys, finally opens the front door and stops in disbelief. buck is on his doorstep, hand mid-air about to knock. they look at each other and in that moment they just know. they both lean in and go for the kiss aaand BUDDIE CANON !!!! (+ the buck at eddieâs door parallel finally having the romcom resolution it always meant to have)
of course i have no clue how we could get there, but i do feel like it would be true to the show if they didnât immediately get together and if there was some angst between them. i hope that once they get together they wonât try to break them up (even just temporarily) so they might have to go through some shit at the very beginning of their relationship for that to happen.
alright tinfoil hat OFF folks. i always try to stay consistent to the show and only come up with theories that i could truly see being developed and i donât think any of this is unrealistic. buuut iâm still a clown so who knows. quite frankly iâm fine with buddie canon either way (as long as their first kiss is initiated by eddie and it happens in his kitchen <3)
#buddie#buck and eddie#buck x eddie#911 spoilers#911 show#911 season 8#buddie canon#911 theories#9 1 1#911 abc#911#evan buckley#eddie diaz#gay eddie diaz#bi evan buckley#911 confessions#911 s8#911 fanfic#911 eddie#911 buck#911 buddie#iâm obsessed with the idea of eddie questioning everything BUT buck#like he panics about a million thinks but he never doubts that he has found his person#*things ffs#while buck is obviously blaming himself for ruining everything#miscommunication trope i hate and love you !!!#also i fear i was projecting when i said that buck might feel shitty about not finding the one after realising heâs bi#as a perpetual bitcheless bisexual i feel this deeply
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hi! who in svt would be more likely to be a camboy as a side gig/job? i feel like maybe seungkwan cause we all know he feels comfortable in front of the camera and is great at knowing what the public wants, or mingyu cause he loves showing himself offđ€ i initially thought about wonwoo cause he does gaming streams but heâs wayyyy to shy i feel like he would rather keep his intimate time private.
i donât remember if i already asked this sorry if i alr did!
18+ / mdi
content: camboy!seungkwan, smut, masturbation (m receiving), no x reader but you can assume the chatter is reader, etc.
wc: 710
a/n: i can imagine both but seungkwan's just such a natural entertainer i had to pick him hehe
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lovergirl98: take the top off baby !!!
- tip: $25
"oh? this thing? but i picked it out just for you. want it off that bad? what does everyone else think? should i take it off?", seungkwan used his index finger to tease at the strap of his tank top, lowering it a bit to expose his shoulder to the audience.
his words combined by his actions caused an immediate flurry in the chat, having it fill up with various comments parroting the original request and even throwing in more money into the fire to ensure it happened. seungkwan chuckled at the insistence, biting his lip at how easy it was to get his viewers fired up.
within seconds, the top was thrown across the room, leaving him in just his boxers as he leaned back on the headboard of his bed.
even more comments showed up, with some begging him to do the same to his boxers while others tried to convince him to play with his nipples.
both orders were promptly followed after a little more teasing from seungkwan, tsk'ing at his chat for being so needy.
"oh ... looks like there's nothing else to take off," he pouted, "what do my needy kittens want now? should i ... play with my cock? is that what you want?"
lovergirl98: wanna see u cum, pretty. gimme a show?
- tip: $50
"lovergirl ... someone's a bit desperate today, huh? this is your fifth tip today. might have to give you a private show for that," he winked before letting his hand go further south, enveloping his swollen hardness with a hiss.
he knew that such comments would get other of his viewers to follow in your path and donate more. seungkwan was already familiar with your username, and he had a lot of fun paying extra attention to your comments. he couldnt help being an appreciative man for all your support.
seungkwan continued to caress himself, starting off with a soft and slow pace and increasing as more comments popped up in encouragement for him to go harder, go faster. kwan drank it all in, using his other hand to occasionally palm at his balls or caress at his bare chest.
lovergirl98: sooo pretty. gonna make me cum with u
- tip: $20
"yeah? wish i could see, pretty," he cried out in the midst of his upcoming high.
he teased himself a few times, getting himself to his high yet stopping right before actually orgasming. meanwhile, he continued to mutter dirty words to his viewers, earning himself rewards for giving them a show of his not-so private pleasure.
"f-fuck, gonna cum. i ... shit, it's so good, fuck. wish you were here to ... to take it for me," he mewled, playing it up a bit for whichever viewer wanted to take claim of him.
and luckily enough, at least ten people donated right at that moment, all in differing amounts and all sharing similar sentiments of wanting seungkwan's spunk either in their mouths or in other parts of their body.
maybe it was a little egotistical of him, but such desperate displays of need for him were enough to finally make him finish. he could see himself in the view finder, looking at the same view his fans had of him as he squirted his cum all over his stomach.
after that, heavy breaths filled the room, occasionally interrupted by pings indicating even more donations from his subscribers.
"hmm, you were so good for me. look at the mess you made me do," he chuckled as he looked through his comments one last time, too exhausted due to the overstimulation he'd inflicted onto himself.
with that, he closed the tab, deciding to put an end to the stream before he fell in another rabbit hole of an orgasm. but even then, private messages popped up, with endless offers of a private show in exchange of heftier donations than usual.
lovergirl was there as per usual, making seungkwan chuckle at the insistence. it was endearing, he had to admit. he considered for a bit, but decided to put it in the back burner before heading over to the bathroom to wash himself up. a smile of satisfaction remained on his face in the meantime.
maybe next time.
a/n: this was different since it wasn't very member x reader but i hope u guys enjoyed anyways!
#seventeen x reader#seventeen fanfic#svt fanfic#svt x reader#seventeen imagine#seventeen oneshot#seventeen smut#svt smut#seungkwan fanfic#seungkwan x reader#seungkwan smut#seungkwan scenarios#seungkwan imagines
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Imagine how different the story would be if the reader hated being touchedđ
Maybe for some trauma-related reason, or just out of personal preference, but, from the looks of things, the pack would NOT be able to handle it one bit
Like, they need to stay close, but the reader doesnât wanna hold hands. They despise being picked up, they hate the cuddling, everything. I think the reader is already kinda iffy about all the constant touching, but a reader who is openly against it would stir the pot a TON
Not sure if theyâd be confused, just be like âoh okayâ, or completely struggle to get a hold of themselves, but itâs an interesting scenario to think about right?? :)
Yeah, that's a funny scenario kkkkkkkkkkkkkk
Like, you're right, reader is already very hesitant about this much contact, but they are also kinda used to hybrids? They had a few quick placements with hybrids before, and their classroom is like, 99% hybrids too.
So, they are relatively used to how hybrids behave, even if they are very hesitant about touch.
If reader truly hated touch and tried to go against others touching them, the 141 would probably be very antsy. It's in their hybrid nature to be touchy in the first place, especially with their new kid.
They would probably mess up a little, would still touch, but would try to give reader a bit of space. Not a lot, they would still hover near them. And if they went outside? That would still be non-negotiable, they are not risking anything happening to their pup.
I guess they would learn to adapt as they get used to eachother.
#poly141#poly!141#cod#foster child!reader#teen!reader#kid!reader#simon ghost riley#john price#john soap mactavish#kyle gaz garrick#wraith!ghost#werewolf!soap#dragon!price#harpy!gaz#monster 141 au#monster au#cod mw2#cod mw3#tf 141#dad!price#dad!ghost#dad!soap#dad!gaz#hybrid 141#human!Reader#platonic!141
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Every time a choices book talks about how a premium outfit will "hug your curves", I think PB should pay me $1000
#as a GNC woman who is not hourglass shaped and does not aspire to be hourglass shaped#it.#fills.#me.#with.#so.#much.#RAGE.#everytime they do this.#gotta always be reminding us how **feminine** and **curvy** and **sexy** and **womanly** our fMCs body is#even if some of us wanna imagine it differently#yknow... âmust be sexy because womanâ#I mean good for you if you like it#but I personally find it really immersion breaking#look if you're going to default us to the same f!MC body type every damn time#at least have the writing be a little more body type neutral#Witness: a bodyguard romance#Ms. Match#the billionaire's baby#choices surrender#choices roommates with benefits#roommates with benefits#choices the billionare's baby#choices ms. match#choices witness#choices tbb#tbb#choices mm#choices stories you play#choices
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GUYS.
New dupe real! Also new pod????? Olivia is that you girlie speak to me
#rat rambles#oxygen not included#screenshots are from the steam page#there is ofc a Lot to unpack here gameplay wise and Im guessing some things will be tweaked design wise but Im lore pilled so.#anyways Im not sure how I feel abt this dupe's design but I will still welcome them with open arms hello#but more important here to me is the pod#because erm. thats a very very different looking pod.#I dont wanna jump to any conclusions or speculate too hard because chances are its just olivia getting new drip#but like. what if its not. what if this is like a new new printing pod#I assume that if it is a new pod then olivia will like be able to connect with it somehow but idk#because it rly depends on how ambitious theyd wanna be with this dlc given that to rly make a new pod thats super not olivia theyd have to#do a lot of work to make that change prevelant in the rest of the gameplay#now chances are if it is a new pod its one that doesn't have a human consciousness inside it#even if it was there rly arent many options for who it could be and no good options from a narrative standpoint#now this pod looks quite gutted so maybe it is just a normal printing pod that got kicked back online when olivia sent some guys to kick it#now heres the most negative thing Ill say abt these screenshots. the fox critters are rly ugly imo#I like the bunny guys tho WAUTWIATSWAUT WAIT#ARE THEY THE SAME SPECIES AS THE ANCIENT SPECIMEN SKELETON?#I dont think they line uo perfectly if I remember correctly but the big one has the same tusks and is also yknow big and fat like the#specimen is described to be in tbe story trait logs#Im willing to bet so much that theyre at least related in some way#maybe the one that was initially sent back in time was used as a basis for these guys or smth#my main reason for saying this is that I have to imagine these guys have to have some other purpose than being data storage#its seems that you can shave their coats which is probably the main thing but I imagine they probably drop a good amount of meat too#also important to note that they are grazers which is good to know#also I think the upside down plant is going to be this planet's muckroot equivalent#oh and for the fox deer I assume theyll be farmed for their antlers which will probably shed wood or smth#not a clue what the new plants will do but idrc#Ill care abt the gameplay after I get my new lore <3
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I'm gonna continue with the requests later, but I also felt the need to doodle my two PVs with a little bit of gender on the side
They're both still very much genderless, but because not every non-binary/agender person will have the same perception/feelings regarding their gender and won't have the same gender presentation, I decided to mess around with it a little
Hallow is genderfluidv(though after some consideration I realised agenderflux describes them more accurately, but oh well, these labels don't even exist in their story so who cares), they're non-binary but their alignment fluctuates between fem-leaning, masc-leaning, something in-between and neither. They're fine with any terms and pronouns but mostly go by they/them.
Luna is genderfae/transfem, their gender fluctuates between agender and fem-aligned non-binary. They mostly go by they/them and gender-neutral and feminine terms, they're fine with she/her and some neopronouns, but any masculine terms and pronouns are a big no-no for them. Currently, I'm considering making them an enby lesbian, but that might change in the future.
#spooky arts#hollow king au#I swear this is the longest I've ever spent considering what labels would describe a character. I myself have a weird relationship with#labels so I only ever think about what people would a character be into and how their gebder 'feels' like and never go into details#I spent like an hour looking for a term that could describe how I imagined Luna's gender LMAO#Hallow is mostly me projecting. Luna is 75% me wanting to explore a situation where the pure vessel comes out as trans after they're found#out that they're not hollow. And 25% spite for all the people who call them he/him#So you know how some enby lesbians describe their gender as like. The only connection to womanhood they feel is their attraction to women?#That's kind of the vibe I get from Luna. They're enby just very sliiightly titled towards womanhood#They're also a teen and in a scenario where all the different AU hollows interact they'd bond a lot with Hallow as the only other person#who went through the same confusing gender feelings as they are going through right now.#They're kind of like 'man I wish I was a girl sometimes so I could be called princess and wear dresses' 'you know you can just do that#right?' 'I CAN?'#Also even though they're fine with different pronouns I'm still just gonna be using they/them on my blog for them. Bc I know some people#are weird about Hollow's gender and refuse to acknowledge theyre enby or keep misgendering them đ I don't wanna add to that#We give a little bit of gender fuckery to the vessels though. They deserve it.#But yeah I still wanna be clear. Their genders fluctuate in alignment but they're still very much agender/genderless. Please don't treat#them like binary people đ
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I think a life series idv au could work really well but A) the idv lore can be confusing so I donât really know it THAT well and B) WHO TF IS GONNA LIKE THIS CROSSOVER đ
#HEAR ME OUT THO. theyâre both a seemingly infinite loop of death games.#thereâs also some outside force driving the people to kill#(even if some of them wouldâve wanted to kill anyways)#thereâs also sometimes gimmicks that change with each iteration of the death game#+ if ur a fan of the âwinners are the only ones who remember the other death gamesâ idea for life series. it works rlly well for idv!!#I just. I want to make the life series characters as IDV characters so bad#I also tried thinking of how to turn the different seasons into idv style death games#but with not as many ppl being in each manor game and people also ACTUALLY dying instead of coming back to life#itâs pretty hard. if I wanna kill a character they have to be DEAD after that. L.#but like imagining the idv characters in the life series is AHAHAHAHA. dude the game 1 characters are having the drama of their lives#they would just be killing each other over and over. honestly game 1 is pretty life series coded. They Would.#THE HUNTER VERSIONS COULD BE THEIR RED LIFE SKINS LMAOOO#idv and life series have similar energies to me. idk how to explain it. but man. if anyone else is a fan of both. wanna discuss this#I JUST REMEMBERED I USED TO DRAW NORTON AS A CANARY. WTF. LIKE STRAIGHT UP LIKE JIMMY.#the meaning was TOTALLY different tho. and Jimmy Canary is popular fanon while Norton Canary was Just Me.
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rip Magnus Carter you would have loved causing problems for the general public and also not having mad cow syndrome
#i heart that funky bisexual boy#fun fact he's a spiderman oc that got into some complications with cannibalism and morbius. those two things are unrelated i just wanted to#clarify. hes not a good guy lmao#imagine if spiderman wasn't really spiderman but he was some random ginger teenager living in the sewers 'communicating to the spiders' who#he feeds by dragging helpless strangers into the sewers and letting the spiders eat them ! so basically spiderman already kind of exists#in his universe but he's like. a weird freaky villain guy varient of them somehow? I couldn't think of any weird spide rvillain names so he#is just kind of known as The Spider or The Spider King but I'm also a big nerd for greek myths so I kinda wanna make him be known as Arachn#anyways the way that he's technically kind of like spiderman is because he was bit by these weird carnivorous sentient spiders that were#experimented on by some big company probably oscorp and they tried to eat him but when they bit him he got the silly powers and so they wer#like 'ooooh! he is the one we follow! please feed us human flesh little human boy!' and so he listened to them because the poison that gave#him the powers in the first place was already incredibly corrosive so it very much made him a lot more physically ill than he already was#but the spiders were like 'noooo what we have no idea whats going on just take some more of our acidic blood so you can be all powerful !'#even though that was killing him anyways eventually skipping over a lot of stuff i dont have time to yap about he figured out that he could#control the spiders kind of in a way? idk i made this when I was an emo middle schooler ignore this if it's cringe but anyways spiderman#kind of started realizing what was going on so he ended up kinda having to fight that guy and he ended up killing his Gwen Stacy and since#this spiderman doesn't have a no kill rule he kinda killed him :p theres more lore for him but that's just his universe's magnus#carter lore anyways sorry for infodumping I got excited and silly cause I haven't gotten to yap about him in so long#I really like it when villains are genuinely horror novel level disturbing if that makes sense for why he's so fucked up and weird#oh also the morbius thing is for a different version of him ! I may yap about that version of him at a future date
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being alive at the time i gleaned some general elements abt encanto but never actually heard we don't talk about bruno beyond awareness it existed popping off & i think i heard like the title recited off key off rhythm but in a way that indicates speak singing nonetheless lol so upon experiencing it it's like oh but it's the Verses? while the last refrain goes harder but prior to that it's comparatively underwhelming to said verses which feels appropriate like verses / pieces of a larger picture & that a "we don't talk about him" as a disappointing Lid on infinitely richer more characterful & dynamic "but: talking about him" instances. like well personally it'd be like um seven foot frame....anyway besides being able to firsthand go like oh damn Real (the kind of thing you know exists if alive at the time) it's like alright hang on lol. one thing when a core theme is yeah like "is it a refuge if 'especial' vulnerability ultimately gets pushed out rather than made safer" subset like the parties whose even observation of truths (problems) & drawing attention to them is seen as Ruining Things, like if you're painted as Making futures that aren't simply what's desired or reassuring rather than a guidance via just observing & sharing the truth. but then it's like whaddaya mean living in fear of bruno stuttering and stumbling you could always hear him sort of muttering and mumbling lmao like now that's just Association between the Truth Perceiving & Telling behavior & behavior that's just apparently distinctive of the same person. & like Not Accidentally when [what if people were magic] specifics are obviously primarily abt a metaphorical meaning & like, indeed it was made clear like oh this situation isn't Just b/c [boo we hate your prophecies] & that [an Ability that isn't directed towards what anyone Wants / is "weird" even by these magic standards] isn't Coincidentally given to someone who just so happens to already be "weird" in other ways & be set up to have a different perspective & be pushed away due to having the supposed "extra" vulnerability of unmet needs / insufficient support, same as someone who doesn't "correctly" have any kind of magic ability....like yeah banger and also like Oh Yeah Kind Of Devastating re: that metaphorical resonance allowing for like [set the metaphor aside] now hang on with this about this disabled family member lol. misinterpretation to The Ruinerrr / The Problemmm / The Maliciousss etc (i.e. the scapegoatinggg) despite their efforts likely entirely to the contrary. then despite like, efforts aside, Just Existing, always kind of muttering & mumbling like & what of it. & then like oh sorry weird pets. weird [auspicious for adaptable tenacious thriving surviving; either way simply creatures, existing] pets.
truly like As Is The Idea I'm Sure quickly becomes like hands behind back standing at the window Uh Oh Sisters musing on all the [disabled person] metaphorical & already literal elements there. blair witching it in contemplation like We've All Been There whether being so resented for the mere disruption of "existing in a group as the 'abnormal' odd one out" or like people talking shit abt anything associated w/you as soon as you've left the room, which is also made relevant like, this wasn't Only directed at this person when seemingly permanently gone, nor were they unaware / unaffected prior....pacing in the Musing parlor like things don't Have to be compared to billions but i only ever even see so many things & it's like billions sure is like "get scapegoated rword" & then said scapegoating is presented as only beneficial & we hate autists & even beyond that it's like, grabbing billions, Imagine If Things Meant To Be About Something Were About Something. quite a contrast when they are & furthermore like, deliberate thought & Care for [who gets scapegoated & why] & the truth of like, people getting pushed aside & out who have a key perspective & are primed / liable to come through for others similarly vulnerable & the supposedly Ruinous, Problems Generating disruptiveness is actually the strongest effort to make essential changes to a group. & come through with like, it'd be undermining thee point if it was "reassuring" us like oh haha people will be supportive b/c bruno will be more normal, so great that it Didn't like no, no Normality Reassurance(tm), presence of abnormalities(tm), Good, & everyone Can Deal b/c if you don't then it's pushing this person away, is exactly what happens, including even if they're still Around but are being mistreated b/c that is entirely part of that pushing away like anyone's victim blaming is ready to pounce at any time but if someone can't stand to stay / leaves b/c they can't see another option like that's not out of nowhere nor Regardless of what full support & flexibility they were getting lol. these Active Measures everyone loves so much, which are everywhere always & would include Staying & Trying To Make It Work & those efforts would be "disruptive" & resented & Bringing It On Oneself & etccc smh
that is to all say like. Woww when clearly basically the core thread was these beats of like, the crucial site of [thee scapegoated], & why that comes down on someone & how that plays out. endless ideas about how someone weird(tm) & disabled (&/or queer. but there's no Or here lol. & again like it's a Context like, to even be the one person without kids? likely not living up to "full" correct sexuality in that way alone; any oppression's logics of "inferiority" being logics of ableism, ready examples being that "inferior" race, gender, sexuality (& their experiences as people classed as inferior) all being pathologized as disordered) are seen & treated as someone Ruining Things & who cannot belong like whew. bracing. winding. which, i also recall like i was watching with headphones & during this one dialogue pause i was like "?? what's this Extra Sound i heard there" & had to go over it like twice before being hit upside the head like well it Was still the dialogue pause but it was also bruno Stuttering in a very quiet whisper for the duration of that pause before continuing like iiiiiiii x_x
#[sitting waiting right here] for billions to have its vulnerable weird scapegoated misfit outcasts actually band together lmao....#like Sure Doesn't b/c billions is like we all hate weirdos & we all love telling them to shut tf up & go away to die or w/e. correctly#can't believe ultimately the Different fund disappears w/o its scapegoat & the Correct ''weird'' char is full axe cap mode finally#& it's sure not a Comment when billions affectionately gives them their free heavenly reward & Ensure zero scapegoating consequences#the [imagine if something about something was about something] approach to Banished Relatives being thoughtful & loving like#& here you see how even As they're banished everything isn't Really fixed for it incl. that people aren't Really just happy he's gone#billions is like no we killed him And everyone has gladly & legitimately forgotten he exists (save the instant it's time to use him)#the hilarious(tm) tragedies surrounding rian like billions' can't make her ''care'' abt winston be anything save more violence#can't pretend rian was anything more than [again we all Know your nads like w/taylor like w/winston] bagina + dialogue source combo in s6#when it's still dimly relevant for prince in s7 but you miss Nothing re: rian if you have no idea that plotline exists#& speaking of actual ''weirdness'' rian was never allowed to have: the tragedy of the tension of Closeted Transness present on screen fr#just as billions has no idea / further willingness to let rian be so ''weird'' as to actually care abt winston or abt not being a bully Lol#meanwhile i figured like oh i'll like a scapegoat. did know ahead of time like bruno's just some guy; not even ''redeemable'' antagonist#but In Practice & w/all that beloved Disabledness & crucial appreciation like you Need this guy; the understanding is Key#like well ofc i would kill for him. ofc just constant like mhm go off king slay fire etc. god tier character cherished forever thanks#but then also like im sure a zillion [intention; inspiration; thoughts] going into Tfw Family Things characters; a zillion interpretions &#thoughts to follow like it truly is Arresting like this clarity on A Disabled Person In The Group like. much much to consider & whew.#reference point like when autistic ppl in some job see an obvious [problem to future mess] pipeline; so you know bruno madrigal. My Vision#When You're So Hated like hey i wanna live unseen w/my so hated little friends lol. just reread how to disappear completely never be found#when it's like grabbing people Who Cares if someone's being ''obviously'' disabled or weird just as how they are existing godddd#people get so mean like Who Cares just talk to them; be around them. some effort some mind your own business some You're Not Above Them#when it's obviously You like yeah. nonzero but limited applicability like [specifically my own nuclear family] but re: Weird; Disabled#as ever i'll Relate & be like but i probably seem nothing like that. or maybe i am very much like that. kind of difficult to tell b/c like#you Do get the disinterest lol & feedback is Not that familiar / in depth even if positive like well. the emergent So Hated / Scapegoating#noting like if a character just seems refreshingly familiar; Understood; comfortable; fun; what's the odds they're cishet allistic lol....#anyway the epiphany like oh it was figurative blink & you miss it stuttering....did [waiiit] Pace that one off like inhaaale Waugh#in fact i'm sure the Verbalizing Effort has staved off the kind of [thinks about all of it a moment] to go Aauughhh about again#which; again; also something happening 5 yrs in re: the clairvoyant soothsayer autistic neuroqueer quant on the show w/No Thoughts abt it#ppl being invalidated by others having to validate themselves (& others in the same boat); billions going & How We Hate Them For It lol#oh & encanto's [excluded party's effort to partake] tragedy vs billions' [where's winston in this office? this event?] good riddance idc
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#me and kash were talking about smth last night#we both had mutual friends left or distanced when life got busier or harder but we canât see each other doing that#for example one of our boys who is actually closer to him got married about a year ago & ever since heâs just become absent but he initiates#a Convo every few weeks then drops it#doesnât wanna do anything not even meet up#and then thereâs another who started to work (locally) and heâs just disappeared#and thereâs another that had a small misunderstanding with one of us and last time we spoke he said he doesnât want anything to do with#any of us loool crazy dramatic#Iâve tried to sort it out but none of them except me or kash actually put effort and energy into it#Iâve ever tried to sort a holiday for us all but no oneâs showing real eagerness except us two đ„Čđ€Ł#and we were both just thinking yesterday imagine one of us gets married or has a misunderstanding with each other#are the motives gunna end? is the natural banter and energy gunna disappear#are we going to stop putting in effort just bc we have a busier job or a wife and or kids at home#he rolls us to my house at whatever time and we can just chill in the car for hours fr or go out for a meal or some tea and time flies by#is that all really gunna end lol#I want my kids to see him as their uncle fr and Iâd want our (potential) wives to be locked fr like IDC you HAVE to be besties wym??#I donât ever wanna be that guy that lets different circumstances change my relationships with my closest people#bc if a person or a circumstance can change who I am with him then it can change me entirely fr I hold him v close to me#same if not more than my siblings so if smth does change me ima have to remove it from my life đ
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â âđđ â â đđđđđđđđ. the jjk men coming back home to their lovely housewife after a rough day at work <3
tags. satoru, suguru, toji, sukuna x housewife!female reader (separately). fluff, mostly smut. size difference for all of em. manhandling here n there. p in v -> unprotected. crÄampies. brÄÄding themes. half asleep when writing thisâapologies for any grammar errors
đ. đđđđđđ. dry humping, cĆ«mshot, reader gets called âangel, babyâ.
âmmmh.. ya smell like cookies,â satoru sighs as he hugs you from behind, lightly swaying your bodies back and forth in a romantic dance. you had jazz playing in the background while you were baking some cookies, completely relaxing in the comfort of your home.
you got somewhat startled when satoru first appeared behind you, his arms sneaking around your waist. you scolded himâthough were quickly soothed back into a loving mood when he kissed your neck and enveloped you in his embrace.
satoru canât help but to let his urges take over. having his pretty little wife in his arms in that apron he bought, is doing unspeakable things to his body. his hands roam all over your torso until they stop to fondle your breasts.
âno no,â your husband swirls his tongue around your ear as his hands squeeze your chest from underneath your shirt. âcontinue what youâre doing, angel. let your hubby do what he needs to do, âkay?â
youâre used to the usual routine by now; satoru coming home, spoiling you with either gifts, food or his affection before relieving his stress on you. satoru never leaves you sexually frustratedâever.
âkay,â you nod and just continue to work on the batter for your next batch of chocolate chip cookies. itâs difficult to concentrate when satoruâs warm breath sends shivers down your spine. his tongue slithers from your ear to your neck, unapologetically leaving hickeys. he always makes sure to give you them. youâre his and he needs to keep reminding you of that fact.
âfuck, baby,â satoruâs breath hitches once he feels your hips jolt back against his groin. his fingers brushing against your sensitive nipples was all it took for you to get worked up. you whimper his name under your breathâbody squirming in his arms.
satoru bites your earlobe gently, his own hips not able to stay still for another second. he rolls his lower body against yours from behind until you can feel the imprint of his hardening erection pressing against your ass. you grind back against him, to which satoru responds by tweaking your swollen nipples, âsuch a naughty fuckinâ wife i have.â
your husband is on the edge of just cumming into his pants without any shame. heâs done so before when in your presenceâthe dry humping always gets to him. itâs a weakness of his that he isnât good at hiding. he rubs his huge bulge right between your sweet and plump asscheeks, getting off from the feeling.
âgonna make me cum in my pants,â satoru whines and his slender fingers dig into the fat of your breasts even more. heâs needy for you, for every part of you. the fact that youâre sweet enough to accept what he gives you is driving him to the brink of insanity. he tries to stop himself, though to no avail, âshitâ donât wannaâ need to cum inside of yââ
a string of whimpers leave satoruâs mouth and his hips spasms against your ass, pressing you against the kitchen counter as he gives one last thrust forward. âmy god,â satoru breathes against your nape, his throat dry as he imagines that itâs your warm cunt swallowing every drop of his cum instead of his boxers.
you turn your head to look at satoru behind you. âare you okay, hubby?â you ask through soft breaths. the white-haired man shivers at your smooth voice which makes him press the bulge in his pants against your behind even tighter. you can feel a certain wetness starting to form on the front of your loverâs pants.
âyeah, totally fine,â satoru breathes out, trying to stay cool, calm and collected. heâs trying his best not to ravage you right now. heâs throbbingâblood flowing into his cock again already. youâre the only one who could trigger such sensual reactions from him.
satoru pats your ass a couple times, letting his wet tip rub against your folds through his pants;
âjust wish i couldâve bred yâr cunt instead. fuckâcan i? need to pump my pretty girl full before i go insane.â
đ. đđđđđđ. on the table top lol, reader gets called âsweetheart, darlingâ
suguru always makes a beeline towards you after he gets home. itâs tough being a cult leaderâhaving to âtreatâ people who come begging him for help. having to exorcise those curses that haunt those incompetent buffoons.
all of it is exhausting to the sorcerer. and what better way is there than to find solace in the presence of his stay at home wife?
âsweetheart,â suguru shows you that handsome smile of his the moment he steps into the living room, âneed some help?â his eyes dart down at you on your knees, manually scrubbing a spot underneath the couch that was hard to reach. his gaze is focused on the arch of your back, how your ass sticks up as you complain about youâre inability to reach that spot in the corner.
âno, âtis fine,â you sigh and give up. you sit up straight on your knees and finally look at suguru. you didnât expect him to stand so close to you in under a second, his hands reaching for you the moment he comes into your vision.
before you know it, youâre stripped from your shorts and panties. your back is on top of the nearest dining table and suguruâs standing right between your spread legs. he reveals his stiff cock after unzipping his pants and gives it a good few pumps as he looks you up and down, âiâll fuck the frustration out of you, yeah? donât you worry, darling.â
a win-win situation; suguru gets to take care of his needs and you get to forget about your exhaustion from all the household chores. your back arches off the surface and your eyes widen the second you feel his dick invade your tight pussy.
âmmh, yeahâ thatâs it,â suguru grunts, not able to take off his eyes from your wet folds as his cock disappears between them with each thrust. he starts off slow, allowing you to get used to the feeling of being stretched out, âyouâre doing so well. you deserve this and so much more.â you appreciate the little things your husband does to make sure you stay comfortable throughout the entire process.
âsuguruu,â you moan out his name, to which he responds with a short hum. your nails dig into his muscular back with every moveâeach time his tip taps that sweet spot deep inside of you. suguru kisses the inside of your upper arm before moving up to place a peck on your forehead.
âmhm, such a good little wife,â he sighs in content and fails to contain those noises of pleasure. you catch the faint grunts and moans that leave his lips between heavy breaths. suguruâs completely blessed to have you be his forever lover, âthank you for taking care of the house today as well.â
your stomach fills with butterflies because of his smooth tone. suguruâs calm yet hoarse voice ringing in your ears makes you want to burst already. the long-haired man punctuates his thrusts with pecks on your cheeksâkissing you after each slow yet harsh hip thrust.
your teary eyes meet his and youâre completely mesmerised by the way he looks at you. your husband is careful about the way he treats you, especially during intimate moments where youâre the most vulnerable.
though at the end of the day, heâs also but a man. seeing his gorgeous wife underneath him as heâs drilling into her will make him lose it. no doubt. all suguru wishes to do is to make that belly of yours expand with his loveâhis cum;
âhold onto me, sweetheart. iâm going to go a bit harder on you today, is that okay? yeah? good girl, take it for me.â
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. đđđđ; mating press, reader gets called âdoll, wife, ma.â
assassin work is not for the weak. you know it, toji knows it. he always comes back home late at night. sometimes he doesnât return home for days on end. youâre constantly living in fear that your husband may never return. even as toji reassures you that he will, every day.
âwere ya worried again, doll?â toji asks as he tries to console you. you had been crying, he could guess by the dried tears on your cheeks. itâs around three in the morning and he had returned from yet another mission. only to find you still up.
âyou promised youâll stop doing such dangerous work,â you hiccup, trying your best not to cry again. toji sighs and turns your face so he could look you in the eye. he canât help the tingle of excitement that runs down his spineâyouâre adorable when youâre upset, âi did, didnât i?â toji nods as his callused hand runs up and down your side.
he feels guilty every single night. heâs going to quit his job for your sake, though first, he has to save up some money that would last you a couple months. toji hates seeing you in distress about him and thus always tries to distract you.
by pleasuring you until youâre unable to think about nothing but him.
âiâll make it up to ya,â toji grunts the moment he has your legs up in the air, your body nearly folded in half underneath his bigger one. he loves this position solely because he can see every change in your facial expressions. âcâmon, wife,â the dark-haired man mumbles, his eyes glued to your bouncy breasts and pouty lips, âtold ya not to worry too much âbout me, yeah?â
you nod, knowing you should trust your husband. heâs never once broken his promises of coming back home to you. so, you simply let go and moan his name repeatedly as his tip kisses the deepest parts of your insides. âiâi trust you,â your tongue rolls out due to how well tojiâs pounding you into the mattress.
toji grins at the sight. just a couple thrusts and youâre goneâcompletely cockdrunk without a worry in sight. he lets out a moan at the way youâre holding onto him so desperately, like you donât want him to go. âfuck, keep that up ân iâm gonna knock you up, ma,â toji hisses. he canât keep himself from cumming right inside of your cunt if it keeps on squeezing him.
you canât even respond due to his thrusts knocking the wind out of your lungs. you can only babble about how deep he is and how youâd love to carry his kid. tojiâs on cloud nine as he hears you confess your desires to get impregnated by none other than him;
âmmh, donâtcha worry, âm gânna make you a momma soon enough. that way yâ wonât be lonely no more when iâm gone. gonna give you a kid so that youâll always have a piece of me aroundâheh.â
đ. đđđđđđ; heian era. degradation. cunnilingus. reader gets called âwoman, brat,â
all you can do when sukuna isnât around, is bore yourself to death. you hang out with your lady-in-waiting or with the cats walking around the estate. sometimes you go visit markets or other beautiful places right outside of the area, but thatâs all there is to it.
though, when sukuna returns from his duties, youâre always happily welcoming him back. youâre the first one to greet him and lead him to a place of relaxation. that place being your shared bedroom. sukunaâs hungry eyes that are focusing on the way your clothes fit around your curves tell you more than enough.
âwhere âs my dinner, woman?â the king of cursesâ deep baritone nearly makes you shake. you watch as he sits back against the headboard of the bed, his expression stoic yet amused. you know he doesnât mean real foodâhe means you.
youâre his dinner.
you take the hint and slowly undress yourself, a strip tease to make sukuna excited about whatâs to come. however there are more consequences to teasing him, as he isnât a person known for his patience.
âstop wriggling,â sukuna scoffs against your wet cunt not a minute later. your clothes are ripped off your body and your legs are wrapped around his head. you canât stay still when sukunaâs tongue is quite literally devouring you.
you moan out his name loudly, just the way he likes it. sukuna grins against your wet folds, letting the tip of his tongue roll up and down your slit while his thick finger lazily stimulates your clitoris. âgot a fuckinâ brat as a wife,â sukuna delivers a harsh slap against your sensitive cunt after cupping it with one big hand, âstay still, i said.â
you squeal at the rough contact. you attempt to listen to your husband, but your body doesnât allow it. your sticky thighs keep shaking and your hips keep jerking upwards against his mouth. his wet tongue slobbering all over your pussy is a clear sign of just how much sukuna looks forward to coming homeâto watch you beg for mercy when he goes too far.
âdelicious,â sukuna pants as he dives deeper into your folds, burying his entire face against your cunt. he sniffs your scent and simultaneously enjoys the taste of your wet juices. youâre all he needs after a frustrating day of taking care of duties back to back.
one of his hands brushes against your lower abdomen to keep you pinned to the bed. you grab the wrist of that hand and hold onto it for support. sukuna groans at the sight of you trying so hard to not cum on spot from his actions.
he speeds up the movements of his tongue and his big hand squeezes your tummy a little in the meantime;
âi think iâll go for a second round of dessert after this one, ey? whatâd ya think? wanna let everyone know that you, your cunt and your whole body is all mineâso iâll probably fuck ye so good yâre gonna be heard all âround the estate.â
#sttoru writes.#jjk smut#jjk x reader#gojo smut#geto smut#toji smut#sukuna smut#gojo x reader#toji x reader#sukuna x reader#geto x reader
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Tw. Bimbo reader, dark content, noncon, dubcon, corruption kink, coercion, creampie, size kink, magic sex toy/onahole/fleshlight, loss of virginity, not proof read
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Thinking about being a childhood friend of a yandere duo.
You were just so friendly and cute, approaching them with candies in your tiny hands and offering it to them. So kind as you always play with them, and sometimes they would argue who'd be your husband when playing house. They often fought whenever they wanted to play with you but in the end, it always results to sharing you.
Middle school was a little different than Kindergarten. They get more protective when boys try to get close to you, painting them as insufferable brats that only want clout. Being neighbors with the wealthy kids, got you too much attention much to their liking, often getting bullied whenever you finally have some alone time, but this didn't get unnoticed as you wonder why that kid who pushed you on your locker, suddenly have bandage wrapped around his head and his reputation down.
Highschool is where the shift started. You wanted to explore more, finding new friends, and hanging out with other people, and they did not like that. You were just too dumb, they said. Too dumb to realize people manipulating you so that they can get close to them. Do you even realize that the girl from your class only talks to you about them? Dumb girl.
Safe to say, you never had a genuine friend in high school, not like you even had chance to form a deep level of friendship (by people who genuinely wanna be friends with you) by the way they hog all your attention and time.
College is where it gets difficult for them to spend time with you. Different schedules, classes, course. They even insisted you go to the same university as them. It's frustrating how little time you spend together, always with your stupid excuse of "working on an assignment".
Without you around, they definitely have a hard time relieving some tension. They couldn't just walt into your room and steal some panties scoot free without getting into trouble, even though they were star students and had plenty influence over the school. No, no, they won't put their reputation to ruin, they're your perfect best friends.
Despite them being a duo, they were quite different in terms of personality. One is patient and mature, thinking logical and more on the rational side. While the other is playful, outgoing and rash. Both have their charms that got everyone around their fingers. However, they wouldn't sleep with just anyone, no. It's hard to get their dick hard, always imagining your cute face whenever they try to fuck a desperate bitch to finally release some tension.
But your impatient friend had enough of some random girl, high pitch moans that's not yours annoying his ears. It's miserable to even hump his own hand, so hard and cold, different to what he imagine your tight warm cunt to be. This just won't cut it. He needs more, to finally feel your wet insides without you knowing.
So what's a good way to relieve tension?
Some good ol' fleshlight.
The moment it arrived at his doorstep, he straight up bolted to his door. Slamming the door close as he finally gets his hands on the toy after days of waiting. Fuck, he can't wait to use this thing.
It's like the half body sex toy he used to watch in porns. He was quite impressed by the details it had, he gotta give props for that, but that's not what he's after for. After reading the instructions, more like skimming and skipping most of the words. He use lubricant, using plenty of it and spreading it around the artificial pussy lips. Rubbing and feeling the flaps, like how he usually does. It's kinda weird that he's doing this for a toy, but he could just imagine it being your cunt, practicing his moves. After a few moments did he slide his thick finger inside the walls of the toy... How weird, the texture was oddly real, like it was alive. Well, that's probably some mechanic shit that the factory put there or something. This is his first time using a fleshlight and it cost a fortune through some sketchy website so it better be worth it.
***
You jolted in your sit in class, listening to your professor's discussion about physics until you suddenly feel something brushing on your thighs. Your head panning around the room before looking ahead, brushing it off. It was probably the wind.
You yelp when something began rubbing your cunt, earning a few concern looks for you and your professor glancing at you before going back to his discussion. You shrink in your sit, head hanging low as you pressed your lips together. Confused and scared by the phantom touch assaulting your nether region. Clutching your skirt, you try to maintain confused whimpers as the touches didn't stop.
You're scared.
The moment something pushed inside you, you stand up and excuse yourself, running to the nearest restroom. Your feet quick as you open a random stall and sit on the toilet. Your breathing heavy as you shakily lifts your skirt, looking at the wet patch on your panty.
What's happening? Why are you wet? How can something touching you there? You're not imagining this, right?
Your mind raced as you become more terrified. Is a ghost haunting you? Tears pool on your eyes, sniffling as the assault become more aggressive.
***
Fuck, this fleshlight was the best thing he ever bought. How was this even made? Whatever. He continues to pump his thick finger, inserting another one and he jump a bit as he felt the walls suck on his fingers. Damn, it can even do that? Just how realistic can this toy be? He's not complaining though.
He decided to touch the clit earning another tight squeeze. What a sensitive toy. He continues to play, eventually adding another finger. It was weird how the warm walls didn't run out of lube, if this were any normal toy it'd need to be lubricated after few minutes but this toy seems to produce it on its on.
He pulls out his fingers as he inspects the inside, it's undeniable that it's fake but the way it pulsates around nothing makes it a bit questionable on how it works.
Would your cunt also look like that? He could imagine your wrecked heaving face after fingering you. Poor little you never had something inside, let alone this thick fingers. He couldn't wait for the moment he'll ruin you.
***
You're straight up crying as an additional thick sensation pumped your insides. Squeezing your thighs shut, like it's gonna do something to stop the phantom. Everything inside you screams to remove the intrusion but you didn't know how. Opening your legs slightly, your shaky fingers removing your panty to see what's happening inside your cunt... but nothing was there. Only a gape.
Your fingers shifts towards the gape, gasping as the invincible touch was able to touch you yet you couldn't even see or feel it. Squirming uncomfortably, as you open your legs more to try and get "it" out with your fingers. Uselessly grabbing air, whimpering and sobbing as you fail to interrupt with its continuous pumping. Your stomach twisting and an unfamiliar coil was starting to unravel, your breath hitching and legs shaking.
But it's abruptly stop as the phantom pulled away.
Finally, relief and a little bit of disappointment fills your chest. Slumping on the toilet, panting like you run a marathon. You shift a bit as you sit upright, freezing as something thick pokes your entrance.
No way...
Your brain panics, your gaze staring at the way your hole widens and your legs subconsciously spreading more to prepare yourself for the inevitable. You clutch the wall of the stall, each hand gripping the surface. Tears streaming down your face and your cheeks getting hot.
This can't be happening.
You felt the thick thing stretch you open.
***
Something about fucking a fleshlight should embarrass him. But nah, with you in his mind there's nothing to be ashamed. This is just practice to him after all, he'll do this things eventually.
With his heavy cock around his fingers, he taps the opening of the fleshlight. His other hand grips the hip. Rubbing along the slit, he collects lube running on the head of his cock, catching the clit in the process. He lets out a breath, as he finally starts pushing his cock inside.
He's quite big, so he's a bit worried if he'll fit in some shady toy but he's sure he'll fit in you just right, even if he had to force himself in your tiny cunt.
But there's no need for consideration when it comes to a toy.
He sheath inside in one thrust.
Hissing at the way the walls clings to him, tightly wrapping around his cock and pulsating as if rejecting a foreign object. Shit, why does it feel like a virgin?
Warm, wet, and tight. The perfect toy pussy for him, this could even rival a real pussy if he were being honest. No time for adjusting as he starts to thrust. Pounding the onahole, roughly gripping the hips and fucking hard. Shit shit shit why does this feel so good? This stupid toy feels a whole lot better compare to a random slut.
His hips going hard and the way he feels the inside pulsating, sucking all his worth making him groan. Such a tight fake cunt.
He wonder if he can break the toy.
***
With a silent scream, your head jerk up as the big stretch was too sudden for your body to take. Legs wide open as you try to create space for the large object. You sob as quiet as possible, as the phantom starts pounding hard at your sensitive cunt. You want to scream but held back, tears blurring your vision as you pray for it to end.
Whimpering and sobbing was the only thing you can do. Waiting for the thrusting to stop, you teeth bite your lip to stop noise from escaping. It doesn't sound like you at all, it's weird, you're scared and confused.
Your mind tries to think of a distraction, to think of anything but the mysterious assault. How is this even happening? What did you do to deserve this? Why you?
Your breath hitched as you feel the tight coil in your stomach again. Moaning a little as you feel pleasure rising though you. Your hands clasp over your mouth, muffling your noise. You shake your head as the coil gets tighter and tighter, your legs shaking as you stutter words of apology to whoever's doing this.
And it snaps.
Your vision going white, body stiffening and eyes going into the back of your head.
Ah. You never felt this... good before.
It takes you a few minutes to recover. Your limbs feel like jelly, your chest rising up and down in a slow manner, and you greedily gulp air.
You were tired and exhausted but you were glad the assault has stop after that. You groggily starts to lift you panty's up however you felt something dripping down your hole.
... you wonder what it was.
***
After that day, the mysterious phantom would touch you at random times, when you're showering, classes, or even in bed late at night. It was torturous, you were becoming paranoid and it didn't go unnoticed by one of your best friend.
He's helping you study in the library as you'd ask him for his guidance in physics. You would've asked your other friend, but you can just imagine him play with your hair or something along of not really helping you study.
You're breathe hitch as you feel the phantom ghost rubbing your cunt. Shrinking on your sit, uncomfortably rubbing your legs.
"Something bothering you?" He ask, looking a bit concern of your shiftiness.
"O-oh, it's nothing. Just a little tired lately," You reassured, smiling as you pretend to be fine.
His sharp gaze examined your face before dropping the subject, deciding to just help you study.
"If you need something to talk to. I'm right here, ok?"
You smiled forcefully, "I-I will... Thank you."
***
You could never bring yourself to tell someone about it. No one would ever believe you.
You're laying in bed waiting for the phantom, already memorizing the way it'll touch you. You brace for the touch as you can't help but feel helpless. Are you going to live like this your entire life? You don't want to...
But would someone be willing to listen to you? To believe you? You don't wanna bother your best friend, you knew how busy he's gotten the recent days and you're doubtful that he'll even listen to your story when he's the rational one. That means...
Your thoughts were interrupted by the intrusion as you clutch your pillow and close your eyes. You're panting as the phantom starts its routine.
You're scared... You're scared that it's starting to feel good.
No. You don't want to be alone anymore on this.
You need help. Badly.
You shakily gets up from bed, putting some jacket on as you heads towards someone who can help you... At least you believe who will do.
***
"Oh? What's my little darling doing here at this late of night?" He grins as he opened the door with the sight of you.
You fidget with your jacket as you feel small under his gaze, "P-Please help me."
He raised his eyebrow, his grin replacing with a thin line. Yeah, he's playful but he'll never joke around when you're having a problem, "Come inside, we'll talk there, sweetie."
Sitting on his couch, you took a deep breath as you prepare to tell someone about this problem of yours. He won't make fun of you right? He won't be weirded out, right? He's a reliable person and your best friend.
He sits beside you, a serious and concerned expression on his face. It was rare to see him like this, which encourage you to finally tell him.
By the end, you were crying and hiccuping in your hands about the experiences you encounter with that phantom. Feeling his hand rub your back, cooing at you in comfort. He pulls your head to rest on his chest, telling you that everything's going to be fine.
You sob out a thank you, finding relief to finally get it out of your chest.
Unbeknownst to you, the man was smiling.
***
He didn't know if God was on his side. But, he didn't expect this would happen.
Who would've thought that the toy he was playing with was connected with cute lil you?
He didn't believe it at first but the way you described the timing was too much of a coincidence. Sweet little thing, don't worry you won't experience any scary thing from now on.
"Sweetie, do you want me to chase that scary invisible phantom away?" He cups your cheeks in his hands, locking gaze with you.
You sniffle before nodding, "Y-Yes, please..."
He gave you a toothy smile before gently pushing you down on his couch. His fingers swiping away your tears, "Listen to me, ok? I need you to trust me on this." His nose touching with yours as he leans close.
"O-ok... I trust you."
Dumb little girl.
You shouldn't have said that.
Now you've sealed your fate.
***
He wonders what was going on with you back when he helped you study in the library. Something was very off about you, and you were clearly uncomfortable to brought it up.
He thinks of you very often even when he's busy and swarmed with school works. Sometimes, getting frustrated to even continue and wants to just go to your place. He massages his aching temple, resting on his chair before a box caught his attention.
Oh yeah, that stupid guy gave him that a few weeks ago.
He recalls their conversation about it, saying that it'll help him release some stress. Well, he's plenty stressed now so why don't he test it out now?
He saunters to the box, sitting on the floor to unravel it. Only to be surprised by the object inside it.
An onahole...
If he was his usual self he would've flung this across the room and throw it to the garbage bin. But sometimes he needs to be relieve as well, plus he's a man too,
He's not that picky too.
This'll do for him.
A temporary replacement while thinking of your cunt.
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wanna hear your mother tongue
[gn! reader x dan heng, jing yuan, blade, jiaoqiu, ratio, aventurine, sunday, & boothill (separate)]
Thinking about how some of the HSR men would react to you calling them a term of endearment in a different language/your native language when you two are NOT an established couple... (for me it would be something along the lines of âcariñoâ or âmi vida,â but of course youâre welcome to imagine any term from any language that suits you best!)
DAN HENG is confused the first few times you use the nickname. His brow will furrow and he may even adorably tilt his head a bit. He knows by your affectionate tone that itâs not anything bad, but of course, it doesnât stop him from wanting to know exactly what it means.
Heâll turn to the data bank to look into the termâs origin and meaning, which causes him to fall down a rabbit hole of learning other terms of endearment from your language. You can expect him to shyly call you an endearment back the next time you use one on him, and heâs certainly blushing all the while.
JING YUANâs smirk and the sparkle in his eyes the first time you let the term of endearment fall from your lips are indicators that youâve made a terrible mistake. Whether or not youâre familiar with the dialect of the Alliance, heâll fire a nickname from his own mother tongue right back at you, trying to gain the upper hand by flustering you instead.
And by Lan, does he succeed; youâll keep the name-calling private and save it for when you two are alone, but he has no qualms about showering you with affection in front of a fleet of Cloud Knights, or even in front of the esteemed Fu Xuan. Good luck trying it on this oneâ youâll find yourself in a full-scale flirting war, and this is a battle you canât win.
BLADE isnât the most emotive guy out there (when heâs not mara-struck), so itâs hard to gauge his reaction, at first. His blank expression makes it seem like the nicknames just roll off his back, so after a while, you stop using them under the presumption that they make him uncomfortable.
This has the opposite effect, of course, and he starts being a bit clingier than usual and following you around with what is most definitely not a pout on his face. Itâs only when Kafka unsubtly points out that youâve stopped calling him those âcute nicknamesâ that you put two and two together, and you immediately work to make things right. He may not be the best with words, but heâs happy to show his contentment with your endearments by holding you close to him.
JIAOQIU is flustered the first time, flushing red and ears twitching as he tries to compose himself after being caught off guard. Every time after that, though, he grins and graces you with those gorgeous golden eyes when he hears it. His tail may even start swishing from happiness, but youâll never comment on it aloud, fearing that heâll consciously stop it from happening.
His reaction is enough on its own to encourage you to keep calling him those sweet names, but youâre certainly not complaining about the delicious food that he starts bringing you in droves. (It doesnât have anything to do with your little nicknames, donât be silly.)
VERITAS most certainly knows what the term means, and that causes him to be even more flustered the first time you use it on him. Heâs flushed from head to toe, and whatever tangent he was about to go on is completely lost to him, instead replaced by his silence as he hurriedly leaves wherever youâve decided to pull this over on him.
Heâs prepared the next time you do it, though. He doesnât so much as bat an eye at the endearment, but he does continue the conversation in your language, speaking it flawlessly. Now itâs your turn to be flustered as you realize you enjoy hearing him speak in your mother tongue more than you care to admit. If thereâs a slight smirk on his face from your reaction, neither of you acknowledge it.
AVENTURINEâs reaction is the reverse of how you would expect someone to react: flirt first, get flustered later. He doesnât need any encouragement to be flirtatious with you, so when he hears the unfamiliar endearment for the first time, he assumes itâs just a normal part of this little game you two have been playing with each other. Itâs easy for him to respond with endearments heâd heard older Avgins using growing up, and he even feels a bit giddy being able to use them on you.
Of course, heâs looking up meanings every time a new term pops up in your vocabulary, and his behavior takes a turn when he realizes youâve started using more intimate endearmentsâ ones typically reserved for spouses instead of those used for casual flirting. You think Aventurine looks good in any color, but youâre definitely partial to the light pink that graces his cheeks when he gets shy.Â
SUNDAY has been trained to remain carefully composed at all times, but nothing could have prepared him for this. Heâs another one that I think would actually know what the endearment means, so heâs immediately blushing and hiding behind his wingsâ a futile effort, since theyâre fluttering far too much to properly serve as a curtain for his flushed face. Once he gathers his bearings, he continues your conversation and acts like it never happened.
He reacts this way the first few times, but as you persist in your efforts, he decides to start playing along. Heâs not one to flirt back verballyâ he couldnât possibly make his intentions too obviousâ but he does take pleasure in the fact that he can have the same effect on you. If you try to comment on the way that he stands and sits much closer to you now or that his hands linger on your skin far longer than usual, an expression of innocence and casual deflection is all youâre met with. And donât you dare try to take the endearments back from him nowâ heâll only fluster you more until you start calling him those pretty names again.
BOOTHILL takes a few seconds to realize exactly whatâs happening, but once he does, youâre in danger. His confusion at the word almost distracts him from the tone you used while saying it, but he catches on quickly and is grinning widely when he does, all sharp teeth and adoration. He returns the favor in kind, and from that point forward you can expect to exclusively be referred to as âsweetheart,â âsugar,â âbeau,â and the like.
He canât get enough of the way the words roll off your tongue, and the sound of it gets him more drunk than any whiskey ever could. Keep things up, and you might find yourself being pulled toward him by the waist as he puts his hat on your head, finally making his feelings for you crystal clear.
#incredibly self-indulgent post#i admit this started with me imagining calling sunday âcariñoâ and it spiraled from there#hsr x reader#honkai star rail x reader#hsr dan heng x reader#dan heng x reader#hsr jing yuan x reader#jing yuan x reader#hsr blade x reader#blade x reader#hsr jiaoqiu x reader#jiaoqiu x reader#hsr ratio x reader#ratio x reader#hsr aventurine x reader#aventurine x reader#hsr sunday x reader#sunday x reader#hsr boothill x reader#boothill x reader#hsr x you#honkai star rail x you#ceru.writes
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Can you write kinich x reader smut
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đđ synopsis. whatever position he wants >_o
đđ pairings. kinich x gn!afab!reader(?) see this however u want cuz in som of the bullets i use boobs or discreetly mention chests (kinich is also a lowk perv)
đđ director's notice. i'll explain why he'd like this trust me, !!nsfw content ahead!!
inspired by the moments where he kept hitting the pose where his hands behind his head plus the one scene where he sat in a tree with his hands behind his back (or maybe i'm imagining things.)
kinich who reluctantly visits the beach(es) plus hot springs in the toyac springs region because mualani says you both need it, seeing as how much you both work beside each other, you'll definitely need a nice bath! especially the rumors of the heated conditions the springs seem to excrete.
kinich who no matter how long you and him have met each other, he'll never get used to seeing you in a bathing suit. even when you both were still kids fooling around on the beach with mualani. the atmosphere back then has almost never changed, walking along the sandy coast, feeling each little particle fall over your toes, the sun roughly about to set, the scenery was a sight to behold!
now that you both were older.. he would be lying if he said he wasn't attracted to you, your way of fighting, your appearance, how well you compliment him, it was almost like a corrupt addiction. even ajaw mentions how cheesy it is each time he sees kinich looking at you, whether it be lust or love in his green eyes.
mualani was overjoyed to hear that you've never gone out to swim, especially in the temperature she's usually in. kinich decides to tag along, totally not because he definitely wouldn't mind seeing you in different swimsuits/trunks.
kinich who you didn't mind letting him stay outside the changing room while you put on different suits while mualani actually help you choose (unlike someone who just kept ogling his eyes at you)
mualani who chose something that revealed more than appropriate portion of your skin (which was a lot, and imagine this similar to the one lumine wore!!), kinich who couldn't stop eyeing you up and down, ajaw teasing with digital sunglasses over his face; "y'know sunglasses help cover up what you're tryna look at!"
cue kinich smacking bro away again :pray:
you only got more attractive in his eyes. watching how you walk up to him, holding out a bottle of sunscreen to him, asking if he'd put some on your back before you'd go surfing on mualani's shark.
kinich didn't wanna admit but he was a little more than just turned on while spreading the lotion over your shoulders and back down to your back, his calloused hands feeling you up and down..
kinich who felt a little guilty but couldn't help but always slowly let his view dip down to your ass. shit he could already imagine what it'd look like without that last piece of clothing. too bad he can't rip it off you right here and now.
kinich who ran his hands around your chest, your sides, every curve that you wouldn't suspect him from.. he could already feel the tent in his pants rise.
kinich who couldn't resist looking at your pretty body through the blurriness of the water, almost forgetting to swim back up from being a little more than distracted. only coming back up after mualani mentions he's the winner of holding their breath underwater challenge.
a sigh of relief.. or maybe pleasure rather remembering yesterday on how close he got to be to you, palming his erection with hurriedness, thinking of how soft you felt under his fingers, only a thin layer of sunscreen that wouldn't make it weird between you both, kinich catches himself moan your name quietly in the changing room before he goes back out to you and mualani for day two of your summer break of 5 days in total.
sitting under the comfortable shade of an umbrella he brought, putting sunglasses on to rest for a bit before going in the water, or at least that is what it looks like. in all real reality, he was taking sneaky glances at you from less than appropriate angles, he would be lying if he said he didn't enjoy it.
kinich could barely hold himself back for the next 2 days, wherein you all toured around mualani's hometown (for the sixtieth time, but then again it never gets old seeing a different culture every now and then!)
on the last day of your adventures with mualani, she offers for you both to finally bask in the warmth of the hot springs! the natural wonder of her home! kinich was reluctant at first, but agreed seeing how you were just oh-so happy to oblige.
this time, mualani got you a different swimsuit, one muuuuuchhh more revealing this time. it's clear now that she knows kinich's little crush on you, and now she knew that you liked him back.
mualani who coincidentally forgot the milk, and silly snacks she baked earlier that morning, oh would you look at the time! i guess she has to go get them... kinich who lowkey panicks, he already is a little flustered from your new look (but manages to quickly cool himself down)
kinich who is gentle while letting you slowly dip your feet into the water, this wasn't his first time here but he knew it was yours, stepping into the water first while holding your palms softly.
you two finally both sit in the springs comfortably, right in front of him, talking about whatever you and mualani did while he sunbathed (under an umbrella). building sandcastles and such.
"ahhh... kinichhhh! you should've been there. i would've wanted you there at least, dunno about mualani-" it felt like almost immediately his trunks tightened.. maybe he got the wrong size?
oh but the sound of you verbally saying you needed him definitely is a huge turn on. well you didn't necessarily say 'need' but you definitely wanted him there, good enough.
kinich who already has you straddled on top of him, directly on his boner, fuck he could feel it already. his hands are already on your hips letting you grind over his erection, this felt better than he could've ever fantasized of!
kinich who lets you ride him, the water you both were already surrounded only made it sound all the more dirtier. it didn't help that the sly little smile on your face, all he could do was bury his face into an arm of his own, looking away from you.
kinich whose hands were in his hair, intertwining with every little strand, the flush on his face only worsened each time you bounced on it, he could barely make eye contact with you, not because he didn't want you.. ohh it was because he thinks if he did he'd come immediately!!
kinich who holds you close as his climax comes closer as well, holding you tight in his embrace, he could feel your warmth, your skin, your everything, all he could was quickly drift his calloused palms back down to your hips, making sure no drop of cum was waaaasssttteeedddd
you could see how good you made him feel, even with just a sneaky, yet lustful glance, yet plop plop plop is all you can hear echoing throughout the cave, your hands propped up on the wall as kinich pushed against your back, his grunts only getting louder, eager to please you. seeing how your eyebrows knotted
kinich who felt intoxicated as hell in your scent, almost breathless as his head fits into the empty slot right beside your collar, fire pooled down inside your abdomen as you slowly reached your peak, watching how beautifully your eyes rolled back, feeling warm semen shoot up in your stomach. holy shit were you a beauty to see.
the musky scent of sweat mixed with the warm water below you both, kinich could still feel you clench harshly on his cock, even after release, fixed & still processing what you both had just done.
kinich who brings you out the bath, wrapped in a towel, bridal style and all, before mualani can come back with the milk and snacks- "hey what is that white stuff mixed in the water- what did you two do?!"
kinich who holds your hand while you both stroll throughout the shops opened up at nighttime, the constellations in the sky connected like it was used to it, the fresh scent of grilled fish was clear in the air's aroma, filling everyone's noses, mualani couldn't just give all this fish just to you two anyway!
kinich who fully confessed his feelings to you, no sex no lust, just him wanting you to sense how much he's been longing for you, in hopes you'd reciprocate it. in which you did with open arms!
m: "aha! i knew it! you both finally told each other you like each other didn't you!!", k: "no need to shout.", y/n: "i suppose!"
mualani will stop teasing for now, and let you two be, just with each other as the stars reflect off the light you've shone into his life.
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â LOVE ME, LOVE ME [NOT] ! â
᥎êȘ«â synopsis. on your life, you swore you hated him. that stupid smirk that curled against his lips, you loathed toji fushiguro. but how does a single kiss change that? is this hatred you feelâor is it romantic denial?
wc. 8.4k
warnings. fem! reader, arranged marriage au, slow burn (?), sharing one bed, unrequited love, degradation, praise, edging, size difference, fingering, semi public, implied multiple orgasms, unprotected sex, cunnilingus, impact play.
âya just gonna stand there or,â toji raises a brow, and you gave him the biggest glare imaginable. it was late at night, about a quarter past eleven and you were exhausted.
you had a long day, and the last thing youâd wanna come back home to was a guy on your bed. toji was sprawled all out, stretched all over your side of the bed, and he gives you a teasing grin. âso yâer the brat iâm supposed to marry.â
âyouâre not sleeping here.â you grouse, making an attempt to shove him but it gets literally nowhere. toji stays put, glancing up at you and his facial expression was purely amused.
he hums. âoh? says who?â
âsays me. now move before iâ,â you chastise, crawling into the bed to move him before with quick reflexes, he gets ahold of you â and stupidly, you fall right into his chest, a sudden oof sound departing from your lips before he snickers.
ânow weâre both scared, princess,â toji rolls his eyes, and youâre all propped up against his chest. he was so warm, and oh how he smelled so good..
tojiâs got the biggest smirk on his lips as youâre awkwardly laid on his lap. the both of you share an intense gaze that felt like forever - and once he finally breaks the silence, he mutters, âquite a brat but i gotta admit, yâer real pretty up close.â
you shift your eyes away, and you let off a soft gasp once a hand of his brushes against your waist. toji continued to speak, and his tone was a bit more pitchy and stern. âglare all ya want dollface, âm not moving.â
âfucking bastard..â you grumbled underneath your breath, crawling off from his lap before he pulled you back into him.Â
âwhoâs gonna marry this bastard though,â and then he clicks his tongue, adding a snarky, âuh huh. exactly. but at least come up with better insults than that,â and itâs a long awkward pause. toji finally looks up at you again, his tantalizing grin fading before darkened irises of his lock onto yours.
it was intimate.
the eye contact was, strangely sensual⊠you wanted to know more about this man.Â
youâve heard countless stories, especially the ones where he was known for being notorious but youâve always pondered. out of any random guy, you got paired up to be betrothed to the infamous toji fushiguro.Â
he ends the silence with ⊠a deep kiss.Â
everything moved at such a speed, you didnât even realize you were kissing him until you felt his tongue run down yours. he had such a flavor, your eyes briefly closed, returning the gesture and he cups yours face. a low grunt could be heard from him, and despite it being secondsâŠtoji was definitely addicted to your sweetened taste.Â
it took you a long moment before you pull away, strands of spit departing and you stutter out a timid, âw-what was that for?â
âwhyâd you kiss back?â he eyes you down, and he brings a thumb up to your lips, swiping against it and it was unintentionally sexyâtoji stares down at your lips, as if he wanted to kiss you again, but his eyes then flicker back up towards you. âif weâre gonna be tied together, you should know how to kiss,â only to then he replies with a sassy, ââŠyou could use some work though.â
ââŠshut up,â you groused, a cute pout forming on your lips as you scoot away to shove a pillow at him. âwhatever. iâm going to bed. we have stupid rehearsal tomorrow.â
toji runs a hand through his hair as he snickers, watching your frustrated obvious embarrassed state. you reach to turn off the lamp, getting comfortable underneath the fat silk covers.Â
âarenât ya gonna ask for a goodnight kiss?â
âfuck you, toji.â
âheh. one day, girl.â
with furrowed eyebrows, you didnât get what he meant, and once you didâyou were glad it was pitch dark so he couldnât see your visible abashed expression.Â
momentarily, the two of you ended up sleeping. youâre all the way on the other side of the bed, yet due to toji being a rough sleeper apparently, he finds himself getting close to you.
regardless of being crazy in bed whilst in a deep slumber, he surprisingly didnât snore.Â
you found yourself tucked right in his strong arms. you felt safeâsecure. leaning into his warmth, you suddenly feel a cold sweat wash over you.Â
beat after beat, your heart raced and what your mind processed. it felt so surreal.
you felt a mixture of both, hotâŠcoldâŠ. a plethora of feelings.Â
once your eyes shot open, your first reaction was to wake up toji. of course, youâd ignore your feelings and go back to sleep. but something deep inside you was telling you, you need him.Â
âwhaââ he grumbles, his tone was hoarse due to him waking up abruptly, it was around probably three thirty in the morning. he was about to reply with a usual teasing remark before he spots you, hovering over him with tears stinging in your eyes. âhey. heyâŠwhatâs the uh⊠matter?â
his tone suddenly went tender, you stare at toji, observing his face with blurred eyes from the tears. your eyes met towards his relaxed face, his perfectly structured chin, even his slanted scar that ran across a part of his lip.Â
âiâ it wasâŠâ you sniffle, but for some reason, the words got trapped into your throat. sealed, preventing you from muttering another word.Â
âshhâŠitâs okay, itâs okay,â he repeats, bringing you close towards his chest. you tried to relax within his grip, heâs so gentle and drags a hand down your back soothingly. âeasy, girl. iâmâŠhere.â
judging from the continuous pauses in tojiâs tone, you could tell he didnât know what to say â what to do, but he knew he had to at least hold you.
you felt insanely vulnerable, all to a man youâve only known for maybe whatâŠa few hours.Â
his voice, it was relaxing and soft, despite its roughness. the rhythm his hand had, stroking back and forth against your back, you let off a low sigh. his cologne wafts against your nose before you slowly look up at toji, and heâs already staring at you.Â
ââŠyou good?â he mutters, an eyebrow slightly raising.Â
ây-yeah,â you mumble, a tiny pout glossing on your lips again. it was cute â he was about to comment on it, yet you watch him start to shift away. you wrap your arms around his waist, briefly doing a head shake. âstay still, toji.â
âooh. first name basis now?â he hums, fully complying with your request. his thumb lightly grazes near your back before you feel his chest jerk a bit from a chortle. âbut okay, we can stay like this princess.â
you felt your face get hot at the pet name, whyâ?
just him calling you âprincessâ was enough to make you feel such intensity. he brushes a hand back and forth swiftly. it was tender, you let off a soft sigh, any signs of nervousness leaving you completely.Â
ââŠdonât call me that.â you grumbled, your eyes shifted up at him and he rolls his eyes.Â
âand yet yâer still talking,â he chastised, this time a pout forming on his lips, it was cute.
the way the scar that ran across the edge of his mouth tugged together solely from the movements of his facial expressions.
toji catches you staring at him before he breathes out, âi donât even get a thank you,â he nudges you, an attempt to lighten the moodâto perhaps earn out a smile out of you, and that he did. âget some sleep though, brat. got me hugging you, tch.â
it was a drag. reality coming to you that not only had you have to marry this man, but you had to live with him also..
multiple days passed, the two of you practically pretended each other didnât exist.
toji was almost always working . .
albeit, heâs never told you specifically what his occupation was.
you knew he was a feared manâfor whatever strange reason, but you decided to not comment on it. perhaps that was a good thing.Â
sooner rather than later, your wedding date was approaching. everything felt like it was going at a rapid speed.
toji was, well . . . a private man to say the least. you tried to get to know him, but he was like an empty canvas. there was something he didnât want to tell you.Â
ex-wife, ex-girlfriend..?Â
you couldnât help but ponder. sure, he was an attractive man. quite very much easy on the eyes. such striking features, heavily intimidating. if only he didnât have such a huge ego. he was practically insufferable to live with. the two of you were total opposites in terms of personality.Â
heâd often tease you every chance he got, poking fun at you for even the smallest things.Â
ââŠwow,â toji muttered, leaning back against his chair. the moment you stepped into the room in nothing but a pretty silk dress, his eyes roamed and roamed.Â
it was a pretty long a-line dress. it was perfectly sewn on, hugging your curves tightly, the sash that ran across your waist. toji for once was speechless, his eyes lingered towards your entire frame. your figureâit was forever gorgeous in his eyes. for a moment, you saw a sudden look in his irises, as if heâs been in this moment before.Â
he has. judging from his past, but you didnât know that.Â
toji dismisses a sudden flashback before focusing his attention back towards you, standing up from his chair, uttering a, âcâmere. i wanna get a closer look.â
âwas that a good wow or a bad wow?â you puff out, sliding your feet across the floor towards him. you swallow to yourself, canât help but feel a certain butterfly stir up inside you.
tojiâs eyes were on you the entire time. his eyes linger down your body and seeing how the way it fit perfectly before he mutters.Â
âitâs whatever you want it to be, princess.â
âwhy canât you just reply like a normal person?â you furrow your eyebrowsâvisibly trying to hide your embarrassment.
toji snickers. âyou look gorgeous,â and he looks as if he wants to touch you, but he halts, tugging on his tie before trying to maintain a neutral gaze. âis this the one?â
âyeah,â you mutter, and thatâs when for a brief moment. the two of you just stand there. tojiâs hands were buried in his pockets, and heâs got that annoying simper resting on his face.
this man.
it was as if his irises were a mystery â pools of complete mystery. you could never read him.Â
toji brings a hand towards your face, and he strokes your chin with the pad of his thumb. âyou know,â he starts in a rough voice, feeling how claustrophobic it almost was . . the two of you cramped up in a dressing room like this, you tried to dismiss any dirty thoughts. âi keep noticing how bad you are at eye contact, princess. you have a habit of staring at my lips instead of my eyes.Â
ââŠshut up.â you mumble, practically leaning into his touch despite your stubbornness. he smiles, derisively raising a brow.Â
âif ya want another kiss from yâer husband, just say that.â toji murmurs, his strokes went towards your lips. heâs the one who looks at your lips this time, almost witnessing the whine that was about to leave your mouth.Â
it suddenly felt hot . . . scorching.Â
the gaze he had on you, such a meaningless yet seductive look. as if he was forevermore captivated by your beauty, and in this case he was.
ââŠtoji,â was all you let out, a soft pout going against your glossed lips. he looked so handsome up close. darkened strands of hair that ran down his eyes briefly, it was ruffled.Â
you loathed feeling like this, that stare he gave you. it started to make you feel a certain type of way, between your legs.
âyeahh?â he slyly remarks, leaning up close. just inches apart, he was so close to kissing you. you smelled mint with a slight tang of alcohol run on his breath, he knew what he was doing. âneedy girl. look at that pout, so cute.â
âkiss me, toji.â you breathe, not even intending to sound so whiny.
it killed you, seeing how desperate you were for another one of his kisses. you craved it though. the way whenever his lips would hit against yours, it felt you were the only person in the world. he knew thatâd be the only way to shut you up.Â
âlook at you using your words,â he hums, sliding his thumb against your bottom lip for a final time. toji then leans in, tilting your chin a bit and his lips gently press against yours.
your lashes fluttered, feeling a certain feeling stir up inside you. you couldnât describe it . . . again, this man.Â
you made it known to yourself that you wouldnât get like this for anyone. feel this âŠ. weak. yet with toji, he had you wrapped around his finger.Â
it was that easy.Â
just from a kiss.Â
a stupid kiss.Â
toji grips your chin, and you move back until youâre pinned against the wall. the pure feeling of the cold mirror frame skimming against your back.Â
toji grunts in your mouth, his tongue colliding against yours throughout each second. his hands started to roam up your body, as if he was waiting to touch on you.
graze his fingers down every inch of your pretty physique. you moan, feeling a rough hand of his slowly lift your leg up.Â
the soft fabric of your dress ruffles against his thigh, and your leg ends up wrapping around him.
he chuckles, deepening the kiss, you felt the very edge of his scar tickle against you. âfuck, yâer something else,â he says between kisses, and he feels you tugging on his tie.Â
in the background played some catchy tune â a random popular song, you felt the warmth of tojiâs body grind against you.
so incredibly good, the tips of your ears started to heat up. his hand trails lower and lower until your breath hitched, feeling the tips of his fingers dance against your skin.
âyou do realize weâre in public, right sweetheart?â toji whispers, breaking his lips away to kiss near your neck. he smelled intoxicating, a perfect mixture of cologneâsurprisingly not a cheap kind. it smelled worth a hefty value, and it made you gnaw on your lip. âare you-â
âyou talk too much,â you chastise, grabbing onto his wrist. he snickers, watching you take a hold of his grip. you drag his hand between your legs, letting off a puff. âi justâi donât care. i want you to touch me. youâ you tease me all day, ân i- i just wantââ
toji stares at you, youâre still making his hand go down until itâs right between your thighs. raising up your dress that wasnât paid for, his fingers brush against your panties. ââŠoh,â he purrs, arched brows pressing together. âyouâre kinky. but okay, if my pretty wife wants me to touch her, then iâll touch her.â
âiâmâŠnot your wife, idiot.â you pant.Â
âdonât worry, girl. you will be,â he mumbles, bringing his lips towards the side of your neck.
he sinks his teeth gently, nipping at the sensitive skin to hear you moan.
you were so close to himâthe way his touch sent you into a complete frenzy. toji slides your panties to the side, and you let off a whine, feeling him feel the slickness that stuck against your folds. âaw. were you wet this entire time we were out?â
you felt your face heat up. oh, you were extremely embarrassed.Â
he had you like this, soaking wet. you couldnât even explain why. this man had you like this⊠so feral.Â
to think you were gonna walk down the aisle with him pretty soon. at this particular point, you didnât care about feelings. by now, you werenât even sure of what you felt towards toji. you just knew that you wanted him to touch you.Â
âso impatient,â toji murmurs, making you lean back against the wall. he was such a tease, staring daggers, sexual daggers right at you.
toji stares as you tug on his pants, you donât even know what came of youâit was as if your body craved him. âwe just had one more store, princess. you couldnât wait?â
ââŠtoji,â youâd pout. pulling on the thin fabric of his tuxedo. he looked so handsome. you only started to imagine what heâd look like once the two of you officially got hitched. he raises his brows, leaning towards you before you gasp once he brushes a finger towards your exposed clit. âi- i canât fucking wait anymore. please, justââ
âwatch that mouth of yours,â toji sneers, and he cuts you off with a deep kiss.Â
you moan, feeling entirely hot once he slowly inserts a finger inside. ânasty girl. walkinâ around this wet,â heâd grumble, your arms went over his neck as you bit your lip. âeasy. relax, thereeee we go. good girl,â and his praises went straight towards your cunt.
he had such a way with words, his fingers had quite a length to it not to mention. all throughout, you felt him prod against your walls and you whined for more. âi knew weâd get along.â
âs-shut up.â
âs-shut uppp,â he mocks your tone, a raspy snicker following. he grins at the cute scowl that went on your lips before you mom again. he reached so deep, and then he added another finger inside. toji watched as you glossed lips parted, you were heavily panting. âsuch a mess down here. just filthy.â
he was so gentle with his strokesâa simple bowling ball grip that made your maw practically drop. it felt so good, gingerly caressing your clit. your chest heaved and heaved, and you started to whimper against his ear.Â
he loved whenever you did that. the sweet pitches your voice would make, it was almost melodic.
âf-fuck,â youâd sigh, trying to focus on your breathing patterns. you had to remind yourself the two of you were in public.
in a secluded dressing room.
the circular motions he created made you practically squeeze your plushy thighs together. he was so good with his hands, it made your eyes start to roll back dramatically. âright there, t-toji.â
âsqueeze around me so goodâwonder how youâd be with me doinâ the real thing, princess.â and the way heâd do that thing, pitching his voice into a husky rasp. it made you feel a surge of tingles coarse all throughout your body. you were essentially hugging him, your unbought dress lazily pulled up. âtell me howâs it feel, talk to me.â
his words⊠it was so sensual, he goes right up against your ear as he spoke. licking against your earlobe before it turns into brief nibbling. he knew what he was doing, getting you all hot and bothered. Â
you swallowed thickly, and he has a perfect tempo. not to fast, not too slow. by this point, both of his fingers that was shoved into your pussy was covered in your sweetened slick.Â
âgood, f-feels good,â youâd whine out, pant after pant. your breathing became erraticâmind swollen with nothing but filthy thoughts. just the sheer reality of being fingered like this, it made you a little wet. no, it made you incredibly wet.Â
tojiâs stimulating your clit, his formation was forever euphoric.
it was like a drug, the way you wanted his fingers slid in and out. he purposely grew quiet so you could hear the sloppy squelches your cunt made in retaliation. âlisten how she just⊠talks back, no fuckinâ manners just like you.â
your bottom lip quivered, his dirty talkâŠÂ
each word going straight between your thighs. with your back arching, you felt yourself clamp around him, a big squeeze.
it was like with the tips of his fingers, he knew how to reach every crevice, everywhere inside your folds. âthe way yâer voice always gets high once i get to this spot. such a sensitive baby.â
curling and curling, tojiâs fingers was going in and out of you. by this point, you were completely drenched. he was using his entire wrist, you felt the cold hand of his watch skim against your skin in the process. âi-iâm getting close, toji fuckkk.â
âyeah. bet you are,â he nips at your neck, speeding up his fingers just a bit. you felt dizzy, forevermore trapped in your mindâchasing a powerful incoming orgasm. it was no denying, your legs were just trembling by this point. he knew the anatomy of your pussy perfectly, as if he was skilled in it professionally. âi want you to do somethinâ for me.â
âhuh?â you whined, still propped up against the mirror. heâs still trapped with your arms wrapped around his neck, right between your legs just barely.Â
toji sneaks a kiss near the inner part of your neck before mumbling, âi want you to make a mess on me. can ya do that?â
as your eyelids droop, becoming lower and lower, you pathetically nod, whimpering out a sweet shaky, âokay, okay.â Â
toji felt the texture inside of youâŠeasily stretching your walls a bit with just two slender fingers. his fingers was thick though, your mouth hung open with not even coherent words coming out. just cacophonies of, âtoji,â and âf-fuckk,â with many others.Â
he kept a gaze on you the entire time, he wasnât sure by this particular point what he felt towards you. the noises that escaped from your lips, he wanted to hear more of it, maybe even drag out a sweet scream from you.Â
ât-toji, âs gonnaâŠâ you slur out your words, sounding like you were running a marathon.
he maneuvers circles against your clit with two fingers, tickling against your opening and you let off a whimpering, âoh my god, oh my g-godddd.â
ââŠyâer so loud,â he rasps, leaning in to shut you up with a kiss. it was passionateâa tang of sloppiness to it. his tongue ran against yours, and you felt a coil within you abruptly snap.Â
once you orgasm, it was far more than you expected. because you felt even more soaked. you shivered, a muffled orgasm pouring into his lips before toji slows his fingers down.Â
pulling away, heâs watching with sly eyes of the stringy cobweb of saliva depart from both lips, he huffs. âgirl, did you just squirt on me?â
your nerves, you whimpered once he slide a thumb against your pulsating nub, taking his fingers out to gawk at it. how you effortlessly coated his fingers with your slick. you didnât reply, youâre in the midst of catching your breath before toji hums.
âyeah. you fuckinâ squirted on me,â he answers his own question, about to lean in for another kiss. yet thatâs when the door knocks obnoxiously.Â
itâs an older lady, and sheâs got quite the vexed voice. âexcuse me sir, the storeâs closed. can you two pleaseââ
âyeah, yeah weâre coming,â toji rolls his eyes, and youâve never been more embarrassed.
he peppers a kiss against your forehead before glancing down at your dress with a smirk. âyouâll be a doll and pay for that, right? itâs a little damaged but i'm sure youâve got that covered, baby.â
cheap bastard.Â
itâd always be moments like this between you two. except, the both of you never went all the way. toji liked to take his time with you. he wanted to make you waitâit irked you.Â
he was a professional at getting on your nerves, making your eyes roll to the very depths of your skull.
it was like the more time you spent with him, the more you started to feel this ⊠feeling.Â
you didnât know what it was. you couldnât describe it. all you knew was that it felt weird.
not so much in a weird way, more of a ⊠natural way. you canât remember the last time youâve felt like this.Â
perhaps calling it love was foolish, then again you hated not being able to describe this feeling. whatever it was.Â
toji started to grow attached to you â whether he was too stubborn to realize it or not.Â
it would be small things, calling you while he was at work just to tease you, help you get things from the top shelves⊠feeling him against you, just fantasizing about that made you start to throb.Â
preparations for the wedding felt like it was taking centuries â everything had to be perfect.
eventually, you picked out a dress. it fit perfectly, and toji hasnât seen it yet.Â
sooner than you knew it, it was the day of the wedding.
the arranged marriage.
truth be told, you still barely knew the gist of everything. itâs probably been about a good half month before the day eventually comes. the two of you ended up going separately, not together.Â
alas, you and toji end up running into each other near the entrance of the venue.Â
âtoji,â youâd mumble, words being caught way back in your throat.
he was suited up, so handsome. slicked down with a tuxedo. with hands buried in his pockets, his head was slightly tilted down as he gifted you with the same gaze. âwe arenât supposedâwe arenât supposed to see each other before the ceremony,â and your words trail the more he trods towards you. âit gives us bad luck.â
âhey girl,â he murmurs in that familiar rasp. his naturally ruffled hair was slightly slicked back, a few strands poking through. âyou look like my wife already,â
and you felt your heart race, hearing him say that, âmy wife.â it made your eyebrows slightly curl in puzzlement before he strokes your cheek. âiâve been meaning to see you anyway. this wedding is gonna last us all day.â
you stare up at him, a tiny glimmer in your eye before breathing. ââŠwell yeah, the after party and everything. why do you-â
âthe more i stare at your dress, the more i wanna tear it off,â he uttered, his voice pitches a deep low. he swipes his thumb directly next to your chin. leaning into his touch, you returned the same eye contact, and he sighs. âi donât want any other eyes seeing this but me.â
âso take it off then,â you mutter, watching the scar slanted against tojiâs lips curl into a playful grin. âitâs about time, toji.â
with an eye roll, he grabs your wrist lightly, pulling you into one of the fitting rooms of the venue.
scattered everywhere was a bunch of preparations for the wedding. multiple dresses, cakes, and even presents. yet, the two of you could care less about that.Â
âwe gotta work on that annoying ass attitude of yours,â he breathes, not wanting to waste a split second. toji lifts you up, moving you towards the table. you wrap your arms around him before gasping.Â
âdonât ruin my dress, toji. ân âiâm not gonna pay for it again.â you say against his ear, hearing him smack his lips in reprisal.Â
âyeah yeah. i wonât ruin it, baby,â he rolls his eyes, carefully reaching beneath your back.
he slowly unzips it, watching the fabric drag down your chest before youâre almost exposed. his eyes roamed, making you feel a sudden heat pulse between your legs. he had one of the most intimidating gazes ever known to man.Â
once toji helps you fully get out of your dress.
his eyes avert towards between your thighs, squeezed tightly shut. ââŠgirl,â he rasps, making your legs part briefly before flickering his eyes right back towards you. âwere you really gonna walk down the aisle with no panties?Â
âiâ i forgot,â you huff out, running a few fingers through his hair. if you werenât mistaken, you could hear a purr come from tojiâs lips. the way you massaged his scalp with such ease, your touch was everlastingly gentle. âi was rushing earlier and-â
ânah, you didnât forget. you did this for me, didnât you princess?â he whispers, leaning in to plant a kiss near the inner part of your neck.Â
his lips were so soft.
with a loud clank towards the wooden floor, your heels fell to the ground with an abrupt thud. toji was so touchy, his rough textured hands wandered all over your body. such shivers coming out of you. ây-yes,â youâd drag out, desperately longing for him to just be inside you already.Â
youâve fantasized about this particular moment in more ways than you could countâŠ
likewise, you were far too embarrassed to flat out ask toji to please you.
except for the moment between the two of you at the mall, that was the closest youâve ever gotten. as mentioned before, he liked making you wait. he figured the wedding day would be the best day to show you how to deal with a real husband.Â
in more ways than one⊠but specifically - the bedroom.
he couldnât keep his hands off you, it was impossible. you took the chance to gnaw on your lip, feeling him touch all over you. such rough hands, yet so tender. he starts off with kisses near your lips, chaste ones near the corner of your mouth, beneath your chin, your neckâŠ
as he inched lower and lower, you intake a sharp breath, feeling a few strands of his hair tickle against your skin.
âpretty body all jusâ for me,â heâd murmur, an almost coo escaping from his lips. youâre propped up on the table before toji sprawls your legs apart. he leers at the way your legs, the fishnets that purely decorated it.Â
with his teeth, he starts to tear them off before you whine. âtojiâ i have to keep these.â
âyâer dress is long, baby. no oneâs gonna be looking at my girl under here,â he replies, such a deep tone hovering underneath his wordings by defeault.Â
again, the way he addressed you as âhis girl,â it pathetically made you throb. a weird feeling throbbed inside of your heart ; the same feeling you always failed to describe.Â
to think you werenât so fond of this egotistical arrogant man, and nowâyou were happily drenched for him.
time felt like it went by so fast. those two months youâve gotten to know this man felt like two seconds. mayhaps that unfamiliar that continued to reside in your chest wasâŠlove?Â
just imagining that made you almost gag, but perhaps that was it.
could it be that you were falling for a guy you were arranged to spend the rest of your life with? you remember a conversation with toji, telling him that you had a bit of commitment issues.Â
so did he.Â
that caused the two of you to bond, and toji even opened up to you a bit. about his ex-wife.
he was really selective with his words, but whenever he spoke about her, his eyes always lit up.
toji knew what it was like to be in love already. you didnât.Â
âalways trapped up in those pretty thoughts of yours, huh,â toji snaps you back to reality.
heâs made sure not to ruin your fishnets, swiftly peeling them down with his teeth before you donât even realize heâs already got you more soaked than you were before.
your cunt drooled for himâaching for more of his touch. the second you felt his breath fan against your entrance, heâs toying with you by blowing against your pussy.Â
you whined, starting to pant with your eyes flickering straight down towards him. âf-fuck. our marriageâs gonna get bad luck, toji.. wasnât supposed to see me y-yet.â
âiâm gonna marry you tonight, princess,â he reassures you. and for a split second, he has this stare as if heâs entirely joking with you.
however, his tone always sounded deadly serious.Â
that rasp to it made you squeeze your thighs shut together in desperation. ânothinâ is gonna happen. we wonât get bad luck.â
and you moaned, watching him smear a thumb down your swollen clit.
itâs pulsing, and he doesnât wait to lick a long stripe against your folds. his tongue made you swallow, already your legs started to quaver.Â
he lays the base of his tongue flat against your pussy, and you bite your lip, feeling the edge of his scar swipe by your entrance.Â
you liked that, a lot. a bit more than you should because he notices. gathering a wad of spit before he spat on your glistening folds. âooh. ya like feelinâ my scar like that, princess? howâs it feel when i rub against you like this?â
âgood...goooood,â you whined, burying your fingers into his hair. dragging him all across your folds, he laps up your slick that started to run down his chin before you whimper. âyour scar. it-tickles, toji.â
his lashes close for a brief moment, and you moan once he slides a finger inside, gingerly easing his way inside, feeling you squeeze around him. âaw,âÂ
he purrs lightly, pressing a teasing chaste kiss alongside your clit. lowering his tongue, he makes sure itâs going right underneath your sensitive nub.Â
toji was precise - his tongue knew every direct spot to make you sob out his name.
you didnât even bother being quiet this timeâyou whimpered and mewled until your pretty voice was strained. âkeep lookinâ away ân iâll stop givinâ this pussy attention.â
youâre panting, heaving and heaving as your eyes trail back down towards toji.
the tip of his nose prods up against your folds, the fact that heâs nose deepâŠnot a care in the world.Â
his tongue continues to loll out, lapping up every drop of your sweetened slick. it carelessly coated his mouth, the few specks of facial hair that was barely visible. it ran all over the under part of his chin. such a messy eater. but you and him both knew that.Â
âeyes down here, yeahhh. thatâs it,â he coos, applying extra amounts of pressure with his tongue. he lies it flat down, and he was so sloppy.
gathering up strings of his saliva, flickering his eyes back towards you to give you a cocky grin. âpull on my hair some moreâŠfuck, jusâ like that. yank it.â
toji gets hard feeling you roughly grip onto his darkened black locks. it gets tangled within your fingers, and you start to briefly massage his scalp, earning a low groan from him.Â
toji could eat you out for hours, without a single care in the worldâjust his tongue between your legs, eating you out like a starved man.
as his tongue moves upwards, you whimper out a âs-shit,â that echoes throughout the room. his thumb skims against your entrance before you feel his tongue slide its way upwards, backwards. an entire zigzag of letters. âoh my goddd, toji. âm gonna c-cum.âÂ
âsuch a nasty fiancĂ©. was about to walk down the aisle with no panties. the fuckinâ nerve,â he grumbles.Â
a pout curls against your lips once you feel his tongue slow down.
gradually, you start to move your hips by his face and he shoots you a glare that makes you pulse. toji breaks away, pressing kisses near your inner thighs now. heâs taking attention away from your clit, and you whimper. âawh. whatâs with the pout? donât like waiting huh?â
âtâ tojiâŠâ you werenât fond of being edged, of waiting. toji raises his brows, a thumb toying with your clit, stroking it before even giving it a sweet nibble. âp-please. donât kiss my thighs, jusâ finish. wanna cum..â
âpretty please,â he corrects you, purposely slowing his pace down just to watch you squirm in such desire. your legs. âsay it girl. speak to me in that pretty voice.âÂ
it shook, vigorously.Â
all from the rapid strokes of his tongue. your breathing patterns became so irregular it had you gasping for hair.
the way he made sure to suck and lick over every spot. chills, shivers and a plethora of other feelings run down your body before you moan, feeling him lightly nibble against your slit.
with a shaky breath exiting your throat, you mewl out a whiney, âpretty please toji. pleasepleaseplease.âÂ
âgood girl,â he says in a smooth tone, making you let off a moan solely from the way he spoke to you.Â
toji lowered his words, pronouncing in such a silky way that it made you pulse. he takes a concise slurp near your g-spot before mimicking a technique with his fingers.
unhurriedly, he slides a finger into your slick entrance, still hovering his tongue all throughout your pussy before youâre just nearly about to break.Â
with your maw dropped wide, you came with the most tumultuous orgasm imaginable. he brushes his tongue against your slit as you ride out your orgasm, body growing limp abruptly over the table before you whine once he gets up.Â
âopen that mouth,â he utters, getting right between your trembling legs. without even a split question, you part your lips - unaware of the kiss that he planted right on your mouth.Â
toji picks you up, the pretty anklet you were just idly brushing down his back. he carries you towards the sofa, still tongue tied with youâyou moan in his mouth, tasting the sweetened tang of alcohol on his tongue.Â
âyâdon't know how bad i need you,â he gruffs, breaking between kisses, strands of your own saliva departs, and the more he shoved his tongue down your throat, the more you tasted yourself. swiftly, you move your tongue beneath his bottom lip, tasting how sweet you were and it made you whine.Â
tojiâs words rang throughout your ears like church bells. he practically treated you like a rag doll. your dress was offâand you were all exposed with just a pretty bra.Â
âtell me you want me,â he mouthed, getting directly between you. toji was between your legs, hovering over you with bulky arms just stretched near the sides of you. he leans in, cupping your chin, stroking your thumb. âtell me you want me, and iâll give you all of me.â
âiâ i want all of you, toji,â you pant, your eyes focusing directly on him and only him. toji was still in his tuxedo. he was so handsome, there was certainly no denying. with matching black slacks, he reached for his tieâgiving it a firm pull before snickering at your answer.Â
âgood girl,â he praises you, and youâre so impatient. with a few shuffling you hear the commotion of him unbuckling his pants â he's intentionally going slow, dragging things out to see that sweet pout form across your lips again. âgoinâ as fast as i can, sweetheart. donât give me that look.â
he was always such a tease. you kissed your teeth in annoyance, averting your eyes towards the ceiling before heâs finally through.Â
toji stares down, using his right hand to pry your legs open a bit. his left hand to give himself a few pumps. you glanced down, and nearly moaned at the sight of his length. he was so thick, veins ran all the way down and you were almost drooling.Â
he grunts, spotting you gawking at him and it only gets him ten times harder. taking a deep inhale, you stare at his happy trail. speckles of black hair decorating near his abdomen. it was sexy, toji was a well trimmed man surprisingly.Â
âf-fuck, look how hard you make me,â he huffs out, and thatâs when he makes you turn over on your back. you were staggered a bit at the sudden change of positionâyet before you could react, thatâs when you felt the plump tip of his dick prod against your entrance. âdamn. sheâs all excited for me. fuck this wedding, i just want you princess.â
his wordsâŠthere came that same feeling brewing up inside you. a soft whine escapes from your lips as youâre dumbly arched beside the sofa, sucking in a breath. he finishes gently aligning himself.Â
once he starts to go in, you let off a, âf-fuckkk,â that reverberated across the entire fitting room. he was big. saying toji was big, an entire understatement.
his girth had you nearly choking on your own saliva. with a single hand, he grips onto your waist, watching you gradually swallow him. âtoji, youâre so b-big. âs really big.â
âperfect size just for you, baby,â he sighs, already feeling droplets of sweat race down the sides of his forehead.Â
tojiâs heaving, he licks his lips at the sight of you arching for him. as each inch sinks in further and furtherâyou could feel him stretch you out even better than his fingers ever could.
your pussy squelched, longing for him to keep going. start up a pace, do something..Â
âeasy girl, easy,â he murmurs, just barely halfway in. you try to bear around him and he smiles, running a hand down your spine to make you whimper. ârelax for me. thatâs it. good fuckinâ good.â
ât-toji..â youâd moan. each set of praises he gave you made your head spin, your heart raced, thinking was so hard for you. especially with such a size as big as his. âoh my g-god, âm gonna cum.â
he clicks his tongue, almost in before caressing your ass. âno baby, yâer not gonna cum yet,â and then he titterâs underneath his breath. âcute little drama queen.â
he was right in some wayâyou werenât gonna cum so soon, but it did feel like it.
your face lowers against the cushioned pillow, flat down and you hug against it. biting your lip, your eyes rolled into the very depths of your cranium once toji presents you with a single rough thrust.Â
one thrust.Â
one thrust was all it took to make you let off the most sweetest melodic whimper imaginable. toji wanted to hear itâagain, and again, and again. if it was anything he knew, he was slowly becoming more and more addicted to his future wifeâs voice.Â
âi just want you to feel all of me,â he starts, speaking between thrusts. your lips, spit-glossed and quavering. you whimper out, feeling his body weight press against you.Â
it was so provocative. so arousing, this particular position.
doggystyle but with more depth.
heâd be able to reach more in a deeper angle to where youâre barely able to formulate comprehensible sentences. âi wanna reach you in spots no oneâs ever reached before, princess,â he continued, leaning right up close to youâyou let off a whine, feeling his cock stretch you out with such simplicity. âwill you let me do that?â
âyes, yes. please..â you immediately spat out, feeling yourself coat the lower part of his shaft with your slick. you were already drenched, so soaked from before. being propped up over the armrest of the sofa. it made you feel so lewd.Â
your cunt gripped all against him, gummy walls tugging back and forth tightly that it makes you whimper out. âtoji, i want you. i- i want you too.â
âyeah girl. i know you do.â he replies with sass, giving your ass a brief smackâonly to quickly caress it shortly afterwards. the sting, you licked your lips before letting off a sweet whimper. just a simple action as that made you throb.Â
toji was a big guy, once he started up a rhythmic pace, you immediately fell in love. not with him, with his strikes, his mean thwacking hits against your cunt.Â
or was it �
only time could tell.Â
you were far too dumb to comprehend anything. all you could even fathom was how big he was. stretching your cunt out as if it was some sort of elastic band.Â
tojiâs cock reached every crevice, you felt his tip prod against spots you didnât even know could be reached.Â
âo-ohhh my fuckinâ god, fuckkk,â youâd gasp, feeling him lower his weight against you just a bit further. by this point, he was smacking his hips roughly against you.
it was hypnotizing. the way he rolled his hips at such a titillating speed, so deep. you were almost droolingâyou wanted more, and more, and more. âright there, âs too good. fuck me right thââ
âdonât tell me how to fuck, princess.â he groans, making you lie back against the wooly arm of the sofa. his tone was so raspy and mean, you were aching each time he spoke to you.Â
tojiâs favorite part was seeing your ass go back against him, it made him kiss his teeth everytime. the recoil.
your ass had him locked hard. just jouncing back against him. he pivots his hips before you moan once he starts to shift a bit.Â
âneed to go deeper,â he groans, and you donât know what he means before you feel him lean right up against you. you whimper, feeling the back of tojiâs sock suddenly make contact with your neck.Â
âdeeper ân deeper,â he huffs out, and you moan at the soft fabric brushing near your skin. he was fucking you with a foot pressed lightly against your neck. this angleâit was filthy.
if you werenât drooling, then you certainly were now. he groans, each time you clamp down against him it makes his jaw tighten. âwaited so long jusâ to have ya underneath me like this, baby.â
the more toji spoke, the more you disassociated. his dick did wonders.
each stroke had you gasping for air. his hits against you, the way he had his foot right by your neck. pretty lashes of your continued to flicker and flutter whilst he was fucking you insanely stupid.Â
âm-more, please. getting close, tojiiii.â and he finds it cute. the way you drag out your words in such a obscene way. heâs making jerk back and back against himâit elicits out the honeyed sounds from you.Â
âfuck back against me ân iâll think about it,â he puffs out. you whine pathetically, making a cute attempt to move back against him.
it was barely any movement due to tojiâs foot pressed up against your neck but you tried. he cackles roughly, teasingly sliding fingers down your back before cooing. âa for effort, baby. iâll take it from here, yeah?â
and he does, like the true gentleman he was.Â
toji keeps you in that same position for a good thirty minutes until your legs were close to essentially giving out.Â
you came a lot, repeatedly. constantly.Â
over and over again until the word cum was forever the only existing word engraved into your dumb little brain. you were speechless, fundamentally losing track of your orgasms he gave you. you shuddered, each position making you covet for more. you didnât want to stop.Â
not now, not ever.
âfuckinâ look at her grip on me so sloppy like,â he nips at his tongue, currently having you laid on your side. he pistons his dick in and out of you at such a tempoâŠit was so amorous.Â
he was referring to the way the strings of his and your own cum stringing together.
back and forth, so messy. he watched in awe, sliding his tongue amongst his lips before groaning. âcan only imagine what our honeymoon would be like, sweetheart. iâd probably fuck around ân get you pregnant. maybe gift you with a kid or two.â
âtâ toji,â youâd moan, and a rigid grip goes against your waist. whilst he was giving you vigorous shots from the side, youâre just hugging him tightly with your squelching walls.
the sounds your cunt made from its impact was so loud. it earned a hiss from him before he slowed his thrusts down. âdo it.â
âsilly girl,â he laments, a thumb stroking against the softness of your side. he was pumping you full of inches, youâre just taking it with your tongue lolled outâit felt so good.
each spot, he hit it deeply. the curve of tojiâs dick, it had somewhat of an upward curve that made him reach a more thorough angle inside of you. âf-fuck, but âm gonna stuff you full again. âs that what you want? a plump pretty belly jusâ for me to see?â
you whimper, nodding your head ardently.Â
âuse those words.â he huffs out, deepening his strokes against you. while feeling your ass jumar and clamp back by him. your walls hugged him solidly like a vice. itâs got his head spinning in circles, on a constant loop.Â
âgive it to me t-toji, wanâ you to fill me up again,â youâd hiccup, and then he suddenly makes you lie down on your back. he gives you a smile, dark green irises staring right into you before he pulls out brieflyâjust before plugging himself back in.Â
toji swallows thickly, his jaw clenching steadfastly once he ends up cumming again. he poured such thick ropes into you.
it was warm. the way it trickled into you, he makes you grow quiet so you can hear it.Â
ââŠf-fuckinâ hell,â he husked, his head going back as he raises your leg up to give it a soft kiss. you milked him so good to where his voice started to become a bit more shaky. even a bit whiny.
toji stuttering was something new to youâand youâd be a liar if you said that didnât turn you on. âtake it all princess, saved all this jusâ for youâŠ.damn.â
he utters the last part underneath his breath, his abs flexing before he grabs ahold of his dick. it was swollen. throbbing from the stimulation before he pulled out again, this time smearing his cum all across your entrance. âalways⊠always liked myself a messy girl.â
eventually, the two of you nearly ended up missing your own ceremony. dozens of guests came to show their support for the new soon-to-be wedded couple.
toji helped clean you up, as promised, not a damage was done to your costly dress.Â
the venue couldnât have been anymore perfect. the surprise was a bit ruined figuring the two of you had seen each other right before the official wedding.Â
tojiâs hair was a bit messed up. he runs his hands through it whilst the entire crow stands up once you start trodding your feet down the aisle.Â
that generic traditional wedding piano tune plays, and youâre walking with your father, the train piece of your wedding dress flowing down throughout each step.Â
toji has this gaze on you the entire time, hands buried in his pockets and his eyes linger. it made you nervousâsomething was telling you something, but you chose to ignore it. did you love him? or did you not?Â
once you finally made it up near the stand with toji, he grabs your hands with the most sleaziest grin. he strokes against your hands as the priest started to recite the same broad speech, âdearly beloved, we are gathered here today to celebrate the holy union ofâŠâ
as he spoke, the two of you kept eyes on each other the entire time. toji towered over you, and he genuinely looked in love. he had a softness to his face, yet a smug look that never went away. your gut was telling you somethingâyet you couldnât figure out exactly what.Â
the priest continued to speak before focusing his attention towards you. âdo you take this man to be your husband, to live together, to love him, to honor him, to comfort him, and to keep him in sickness and in healthâforsaking all others, for as long as you both shall live?â
âi do.â you mutter without hesitation.Â
the priest then turns towards toji before letting off a sigh, staring back into his book. âsir. do you take this woman to be your wife, to live together, to love her, to honor her, to comfort her, and to keep her in sickness and in healthâforsaking all others, for as long as you both shall live?â
toji stares lovingly into your eyes, tilting his head before he leans up close to youâyouâre caught by surprise once he kisses you early. it was a deep kiss, you kissed back, wrapping your arms around him before he pulls away.
yet before he can say, âi do,â
toji makes your heart come to a stop, murmuring out the fatal words against your lips, âsorry baby, i canât.â
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