#gummy smile my beloved :(

[yrsonpurpose]

NICHOLAS GALITZINE This Morning promoting Mary & George

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WE GOT THE GUMS BOYS LET’S ROLL OUT

[ervotica]

always thinking about patrick with an inexperienced!reader that he corrupts and if it's older!patrick of course she's younger than him, a pretty little thing with a praise kink that wants to learn and will do anything he asks her to ...

warnings; smut, 18+, stepcest (sorry!!) oral (m receiving), throat fucking, fingering

older!patrick my beloved. dare i say… stepdad!patrick… who knows it’s wrong, knows he shouldn’t be doing this with his wife’s daughter, but you’re so sweet and inexperienced and you don’t know any better, no real father figure in your life, and it feels nice to be wanted in the way he wants you despite how wrong it really is. you hang off of his every word, starry-eyed, ready and pliant for all of the “lessons” he teaches you about how to make him feel good.

his first lesson is blowjobs, naturally.

the way he eases you into it at first, rubbing the swollen head of his cock - a visceral red and weeping at the slit - over your lips, groaning when you kiss the tip reverently and kitten lick at the vein that runs the underside of his length.

he gets you with your mouth open, tongue lolling from your spit slick lips as he eases the tip in, in, in. a little further and your throat is constricting round him like a vice as you gag and cough and tears cling to your waterline, those big doe eyes gazing up at him as if he hung the moon itself.

he pulls back and you whine pathetically, lunging forward to take him back into the wet clutch of your mouth, so desperate to be good, to be good for him.

“can do it- i can do it,” you stammer, rubbing your face along the underside of his cock, mouthing at the seam of his balls until he groans, a fist twining into your hair.

“know you can, angel. fuck, you’re a good girl. i know.”

the praise lights you from the inside out and you grin, opening your mouth for him again.

by the end of the night, he’s fucked your throat, your chin and chest wet from slobber and cum and your lips stretched thin around the thick girth of him as he breaks your throat open, your nose pressed to the unruly thatch of hair at his crotch.

and then, well it’s only fair that there’s a reward.

for being such a good girl, he stuffs you full with three thick fingers. works you up to it, of course, splitting your little pussy open gently, prodding at that gummy spot, pinching at your swollen clit, until you’re crying fat tears, burying your face into the juncture of his neck when your pussy gushes round those calloused digits.

he parades you round on his arm, a sweet little thing that smiles at everyone, meek and polite. maybe one day he’ll introduce you to art and tashi. they’d have fun with you,

[reveluving]

Hello how are you? 😊 I have something in mind for the movie triple frontier 

Like imagine Ben Miller x girlfriend shy reader and both your infant son is a mommy boy, waiting Ben after the MMA fights, being both his good luck charms

a/n: Baby, I've been busy. But overall? Pretty swell, thank you for asking! And this ask? A Benny ask with a shy!reader? With a child??? FAWK, it made my entire WEEK(S), so I cannot thank you enough! 😭❤️ Hope you don't mind me making them husband & wife instead, and take care!

warnings: lovestruck benny, fluffy family-focused, brief mma-level violence & explicit language!

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“Alright, alright, make way, comin’ through.” Frankie demanded, with him on the left and Santiago on the right as they kept you in the middle.

The two stayed vigilant, ensuring no one was close enough to bump into you, let alone your bundle of joy slung to your chest. When one did stand too close, despite accidentally, Santiago hissed, “Watch it.”

You chuckled, already used to their rugged behaviour because it was all to keep you unharmed.

Completely unharmed.

Despite the curious eyes that weighed on you, yours remained on his—Bubba’s, rubbing his back and making silly faces at him, with him none the wiser of anything beyond his mother’s presence, given the baby earmuffs on him. Instead, he reacted to your attention excitedly, displaying his gummy smile.

Will was already at the front row seats when you arrived, giving you a side hug and asking you about your and Bubba’s wellbeing like the protective brother-in-law he was.

“Hey, lil’ man, you hangin’ in there?” Will smiled at his nephew. Despite the earmuffs, he immediately recognized his uncle and squirmed against your chest, gurgling. Will, letting out a deep and hearty laugh, gently ruffled Bubba’s baby hair before offering to hold him, “C’mon.”

You loosened the carrier, and Will took Bubba into his arms, and as if on cue, in came the boisterous announcement on the microphone, “I bring you, Ben Miller!”

Many cheered, some booed, but you? You just couldn’t wipe the lovestruck smile on your face, watching him enter the arena, carrying himself with sheer confidence that whether one was a fan or not, they couldn’t deny the aura he exuded. 

If anything, Benny basked in the jeers, because his wins, many in a row, said it all. Plus, he was the lucky son of a gun blessed with a wife to die for, a son he couldn’t be any prouder of, and the best ride-or-die group in his circle. He couldn’t ask for more than that.

He looked past the crowd’s outstretched hands for taps and middle fingers of his rivals’ fans, searching for the eyes that would hold so much love for him, like he had hung the moon for her—for you—which he found amusing because he would stare at you the same way, though, bolder than your bashfulness could muster.

It wouldn’t take long to find you, kudos to his brother for saving the front-row seats way earlier, and he made sure to keep his eyes on you as he took off his shirt. Tossing the fabric onto the seats near you, he immediately pulled you into his chest, his smile widening upon watching a shy one gracing your lips, even more so as the spectators whooped at the mushy display.

He greeted you with that flirty tone of his, “You taken, pretty girl?”

Benny’s smile morphed into a grin, pumped up like the tournament was nothing more than another typical Tuesday to conquer and bring home victory to his beloved family. 

The uncontrollable bundle of excitement in his brother’s arms caught his eye, and Benny was quick to scoop his son into his arms. 

Benny couldn't be any happier, being in his element with the people he truly cared for. With his son in one arm, the other around you. He let Bubba tap his little pudgy hands on his stubbled face, his babbles of ‘ma ma ma’ soothing like a balm, before kissing his forehead, then turned his attention to you.

“Watch me.” He whispered in your ear.

“Always.” You replied, kissing his cheek, and Benny quickly closed the gap between you for a kiss. Benny, with his bulky boxing glove, had the courtesy to block the view of where your lips touched from the crowd, giving you some sense of privacy, despite the knowing cheers from the onlookers.

He couldn't help with his own amusement, seeing you press your face into his shoulder before planting a little kiss on his son's forehead, and just like that, his good luck charm, despite already being activated from the moment you walked in with Bubba, was now cranked to the max.

Ever the charmer, Benny flexed his muscles for you, even as he ascended the steps and into the cage backwards, and even then, even as he faced his rival, the smile never left his face. Just more… evil. More sinister, like he had already seen the outcome of the fight, and as he delivered the first sharp swing, Benny knew, like usual, his good luck charm has never, and will never fail him.

His focus only strayed during the one-minute breaks, looking over to see you holding Bubba, his little tiger, giving him reassuring smiles and mouthing ‘I love you’s and ‘you can do it’s, and he believed you. 

He always does.

And Bubba? Oh, Bubba, watching the little man bounce on your lap like there was no tomorrow, not only having his sweet mother holding him close but also watching his father being cool. Who cares about a bunch of guys heckling him beyond the cage when he had his son’s support?

Before he knew it, with determination coursing through his veins, plus his rival’s attempts to embarrass him for being a softie before the fight rang in his head, the announcer hailed Benny as the winner and raised his arm, prompting the spectators to go wild the same way they did when he knocked his opponent out. 

And even with his weary muscles and bones, he sought after you, just like you did him, Carelessly throwing the towel he used to wipe his sweat to the side to meet you in the middle for a kiss. He sighed as he pulled you against him, only breaking the kiss when Frankie and Pope approached, plus Will with Bubba before passing him to his brother.

Bubba giggled as Benny rubbed his forehead against his, then made grabby hands for you. Benny chuckled, “Always wants his mama, just like his old man.”

You smiled warmly, picking Bubba up before snuggling into your husband’s side and partially hiding from the crowd, “Clingy boys.”

“Your clingy boys.” He corrected with a grin before leaning in for another kiss.

Benny could have all the wins he could want, if and only if he did it all for you.

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a/n: I enjoyed making this so, so, so, so damn much, it only took me a day HEHE! Don’t forget to leave some sugar! ᐠ( ᐛ )ᐟ

[tinydefector]

I love the perfume pheromone so much could you write about how Ultra Magnus/Mimimus and Rung react to it please 👀👀👀

Ultra Magnus

He gets hit with the sweet scent that smells like Galium Gummies and Energon wine it has him doing a double take in his office as he works alongside you. He's so confused as to where it is coming from until his sensor all points to you. He tries to be subtle about it, inching closer in hopes he could inhale the sweet scent. His intake lubricates, and his sensors start going haywire. "What is that?" He asked, trying not to lean in closer. When he realises its on your skin it makes him desperate want to taste it.

"Oh, it's perfume. Sorry, is it really strong? I hope it isn't, " you call out while rechecking some of the flight gear and taking stock of what would be needed at the next planet the ship stopped on. He ends up walking off to take care of his issue before he can succumb to the sweet scent that's overwhelming his sensors.

Minimus (in case people like them separated)

He's deep in recharge when you pounce on him. His optics flick on as you smile down and laugh slightly at his surprised expression. A content hum leaves him as he pulls you down into a kiss, and then his scenors finally register the scent that seems to dance on your skin. His lips trail across your throat and collar bone as he pulls you snugly into his lap. Slowly grinding against you as he continues his assault on your skin, leaving hickies in his wake. "You test my patience too much, beloved," he mumbles into your shoulders. Another giggle leaves you as he rolls you to lay on the berth.

Minimus is a very passionate lover when given the chance, littering kisses on your skin in the aftermath of your teasing. Holding you close as he traces his digits across your face, his optics watching in true awe as if you were a gift from primus himself.

Rung

Dear Lord, if this bot smells perfume, it's like a switch flips. He's on you the moment he sees you dragging you into a passion kiss as he desperately works your clothes off. He's a rather passionate lover, and despite his calm and soothing nature, he is a beast in berth. You are rather sore after the amount of rounds you both have. In the end, you're sleeping pressed against his chassis with Blankets pilled around you as he softly reads.

He ends up looking for a very specific perfume to gift you later on. One he believes will taste divine on your skin.

To Rung, you taste like red energon with copper swerlls and rubies.

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Full (Kento Nanami x Wife!Reader Drabble)

Pairing: Kento Nanami x Wife!Reader Category: Smut Tags: Heavy Breeding Kink, Unprotected Sex (You Know the Drill), Referenced Multiple Orgasms, Marking, Creampies, Dirty Talk Word Count: 599 Adult Content Banner: @cafekitsune Summary: You feel your sanity begin to slip as your husband fills you for the nth time of the night. A/N: Just something quick I wrote because baby fever is hitting me hard rn 🤐

When you suddenly blurted out that you wanted children at the dinner table, you didn't expect to be nearly folded in half on your king-sized bed, your hole spread wide open by your husband's hot, twitching girth.

"F-Fuck, (Y/N)," Kento panted heavily, his hot breath fanning against the tender hickey on your neck as he snapped his hips forward. Your nails sank even deeper into his rough, muscular back as his tip rigorously kissed your swollen cervix.

You have no idea how long you've been like this - days...hours...time itself seemed to dissipate as his hips eagerly slapped against yours. Your legs twitched as you felt his large hands squeeze the back of your knees, the inside of your plush thighs litters with hickeys and bite marks.

“K-Kento,” you panted, your head spinning from the countless orgasms he’s already given you. Your lower back curved as you felt one of his thick veins massage your g-spot, a surge of pleasure forcing a moan from your swollen lips. Your husband tenderly pressed his forehead against yours, his warm breath fanning across your face as his heavy balls slapped against your slick, puffy folds.

“I’m here, my love. Tell me what you need,” he groaned, a gentle warmth swimming in his two pools of deep hickory. Your toes curled again as his girthy cock rubbed every inch of your velvety walls. You swallowed thickly before parting your lips.

“More, K-Ken. I need more,” you moaned. Your husband’s pace suddenly picked up as his thumbs caressed the sides of your knees. A symphony of your moans and his grunts filled the bedroom as his dick stretched your already well-bred pussy wide open.

“A-Ah, fuck,” he clenched his jaw as he vigorously snapped his hips forward. You could feel the warm, sticky cum from his recent orgasms start to ooze past the seam where your sexes wetly joined. A primal part of you wanted to tell him to slow down, to keep everything inside…but with one final push, you were sent tumbling over the edge.

Your head snapped back as you cried his name, your pussy instantly clamping down on his massive length as your beloved released a guttural growl.

“(Y-Y/N)!” you heard through the thick fog of your pleasure. You gasped as you felt his cock pulse deep inside of you, rope after rope of his thick, hot seed spilling against your gummy cervix. Stars danced across your vision as your walls slowly began to stop clenching, your legs still shaking in his tight grasp as he emptied himself inside of you with a soft grunt.

Both of you were left utterly breathless against the bedsheets, your lower bodies doused in a lewd concoction of your combined juices as the two of you panted heavily.

“I think…that’s good enough for tonight,” you murmured with a tired smile. Nanami’s deep chuckle sent a shiver down your spine as he gingerly pecked your lips. He slowly lowered your legs as the feeling of fullness began to register deep inside your womb. You sucked in a sharp breath when you saw how swollen your lower belly already looked, thoughts of carrying his baby flooding your mind.

“Let’s stay here for now. I’ll clean you up in a little bit,” your husband suddenly whispered as he smoothed his thumb over your cheek. You smiled softly and closed your eyes as he rested against you, his cock still plugging your puffy entrance. You felt him smirk slightly against your skin as he murmured.

“I want to make sure it takes, after all”

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Beloved Husband *part 2* (Unburnt Vader x WifeReader)

Summary:  All throughout your pregnancy your husband has been loving…caring…patient.  However that same patience has worn quiet thin during your last month.  And now wanting nothing more than to be with you…ruin you…breed you again.  He will take and do as he pleases, even if it’s far too soon after the birth of your son.  Even if it take’s all night long.  (A continuation to Beloved Master.)

Warnings: 18+ (minors dni), because all the lovely smut.  Size difference, hint of a breeding kink, premature postpartum smex, and Vader’s big dick. 

Notes: Happy Sithtember all you, lovelies! ❤️🖤

🎉❤️A VERY HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY TO @t03soup❤️🎉

- Delirious…  Gently he flips you onto your back.  Head lolls against the plush pillows, soft pants slip past your swollen lips.  “An-Ani, you have to s-stop…” 

- Mind hazy…  Faintly you’re aware of him nudging your legs apart.  Guiding your fingers into place to keep them spread open.  “Can’t k-keep going…”

- Thoughts growing cloudier with each passing moment…  Larger body slots between; pressing down, trapping yours beneath.  Feebly you writhe and wriggle, trying to free yourself.  “I'm not s-supposed to get…”

- With each blissfully painful orgasm…  Glassy eyes meet his golden ones, sinister smile creeps across his face.  “No one tells me what I can and cannot do…”  Chuckling darkly; monstrous length grinding, smearing pre on your folds and stomach.  “Even my own wife…”

- Weakly you sob out as he surges forward once more.  Gummy walls struggling, burning...aching from the intense stretch.  Nails digging, scratching at your thighs.  Familiar pricks stinging at your waterlines.  “I…n-no…I…”

- Swallowing up your pleas; his tongue tangles, utterly dominates yours.  Hips rocking slowly; bulbous tip somehow still hitting, bullying your poor cervix.  “Hmmph…”

- While his metallic digits toy at your sore, raw nipples.  Rolling, tugging them just hard enough to cause fat drops of milk to spring forth…trickle down, mingle with your mixed sweat.  “Please…p-please…”

- Fiery kisses trail, teeth nip at your neck and collarbone.  “Stop your crying, angel,” he growls into your marked skin.  Voice rumbling through you, coil beginning to tighten in your stomach again.  “Don’t want to hear it.”

- Pace increases; thrusts grow harsh, wild.  Curves bounce, jiggle; balls slap heavily, wetly against your bottom.  Sound echoing off the bed chamber’s walls, along with your pitiful babbles.  “But…I-I…”

- “Need this as bad as I do…”  Lips travel lower, hot mouth encompasses your leaking bud.  Suckling, savoring the stray drops of nectar.  Biting the tender flesh that surrounds them, eliciting small whimpers and gasps from you.

- “Have me destroy, ruin you…”  Organic fingers brush, swirl your overstimed clit.  Pinching, flicking; big thumb pressing, squeezing the little nub firmly.  Pleasure building, boarding on the line of agony.

- “Let me back inside that perfect womb of yours…”  Mechno hand slides up, wraps around your fragile throat.  Hold tight, keeping you in place while he slams…attempts to breach past the tight rim.

- “Filling you, making you heavy with another of my heirs…”  Driving deeply one last time, you feel the familiar pop and flood of warmth yet again.  Pussy involuntary clenches, gushes.  Tears flow freely in happiness or sadness, you aren't quite sure.  Because you’re so…

- Delirious…  Gently he pulls out, pries your fingers off.  Easing your trembling limbs down to the mattress, propping your hips up with a plush pillow.  Muttering sweet words of admirations and praises; about not wanting to see any of his seed go to waste, to be sure it takes.  “Good girl…” 

- Mind hazy…  Faintly you’re aware of coos, squeaks coming from nearby.  Catching a brief glimpse of his cock in the firelight.  Coated in your combined juices, tinted slightly in something crimson.  “Must be hungry…hopefully I didn’t drink up all his meal…”

- Thoughts growing sharper with each passing moment…  You lay there numb; content to not move, to let fatigue something else overtake you.  Until a small bundle is placed into your arms, tiny hand reaches for you.  And suddenly the life rushes back into you, the night’s events fade away.  “Looks like someone missed you…” 

- With each happy noise from your newborn…  Clear eyes meet his golden ones, wide smile creeps across his face.  “You’re so beautiful…helpless, hatari…”  Chuckling softly; big hand cradling, caressing your round stomach.  “Think I’ll keep you this way for years to come…”

-  With each chaste kiss placed on the crown of your head…  Forcing, burying the last shred of your old self.  You return your beloved husband’s smile, his kiss.  “I’d love nothing more…Lord Vader.”

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[mayajadewrites]

could've been you - shouta aizawa x fem! reader, hawks x fem! reader

chapter twelve

✦ story synopsis: You're the new teacher at UA with a rocky past with one of their beloved teachers, Shouta Aizawa aka Eraserhead. You'd rather never see him again but alas, such is life. You also meet Keigo, aka Hawks, who is the opposite of Aizawa. Smiley, golden retriever energy.

✦ chapter content warnings: unprotected sex, fem! oral receiving

✦ relationships: aizawa x fem!reader, hawks x fem!reader

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Waking up next to Shouta was better than you expected.

Much better.

His muscular, strong arms were wrapped around you the entire night, tightening around you randomly as he buried his face in your neck.

For a man who doesn't sleep much, he slept just fine with you.

Your lashes fluttered against his bare chest - what a sight.

You heard a grumble leave his lips as he felt the slight movement of your body. Your doe eyes watch his face as he slowly wakes up.

"Good morning beautiful." Aizawa's voice was deeper than usual. What you would do to hear it every day.

"Morning stinky." You giggled as his eyebrows raised.

"Stinky? Really?" His hands planted on your plush hips. "Say I'm stinky again."

"You're. Stinky." You smirked as he pulled you on top of him, moving himself onto his back. You pressed your hands to his chest, arching your back a bit as you looked down at him. "You're even stinky from up here."

Shouta fake gasped, tickling along your sides with his calloused fingers. A laugh, a real laugh left your lips as he tickled you, to which Shouta was fascinated with. He loves watching you smile and hear your laugh, even though it's not the conventional laugh.

"Take it back if you know what's good for you." Shouta teased, his fingers still poking and tickling your skin.

"I don't know what's good for me apparently." You raised your eyebrow.

"Fine." His large hand plunged into your shorts, finding your already wet heat. "Dirty girl, you're already wet." His index finger slid inside of you, curling as he pulls the digit in and out of you.

"Sh-Shouta." You feel your walls clench around his finger.

"Ah-ah." Shouta pressed his index finger on his other hand to your lips. "You can't come until I say you can. That's your punishment." He took the pad of his thumb to your clit, rubbing circles. gently.

"N-no fair." You whine, pressing your hands to your thick thighs.

"It's not fair that you called your boyfriend stinky." He slid another digit into your pussy. "I gave you a chance to take it back. Now you must suffer the consequences."

Shouta's thick fingers moved in and out of you as he massaged your clit in the most delicious way. You could feel your orgasm approaching, but you knew Shouta was not going to allow it.

He could feel it too. His fingers retreated from you, his hands slapping down on the fat of your ass as he pulls you roughly towards his face.

"O-oh!" Your breath hitched as you felt the contours of his face in your heat. Your bury your hands in his inky hair, feeling his tongue wrap around your clit.

"Mm, you taste better than I could ever imagine." The vibration of his words made the hair on your neck stand up.

"Sh-Sh-Shouta please." You pull on his hair, letting your head fall back. "You feel so good, please-"

"No." Shouta moved one hand from your ass to your clit, rubbing his thumb on the sore nub. "You need to learn to listen."

"I-I've learned my lesson." Your toes curl as he sucks on your clit, his tongue plunging in and out of your gummy walls.

"I don't think so. Now shut up and let me enjoy my meal." His lips pulled from your body, his dark chocolate eyes finding yours. His eyes were filled with a lust that you've never seen in any man.

Like he would do anything to make you come. That he would do whatever you wanted, whenever you wanted.

No, that's not just lust.

That's the look of love.

Even when he's punishing you, he still would do anything you asked. It took everything in him to keep to his word as he devoured you. Your juices danced on his tongue as he closed his eyes again.

"P-please." Your hands turn into fists as you feel your thighs twitch. "I can't hold on anymore."

"So impatient." He pulled away from your aching, throbbing pussy and pushed your body back down to his stomach. He shimmied his boxer briefs off and you felt his cock slap against your ass. "Think you can ride me?" He sat himself up, his eyes analyzing your face for an answer.

The absence of Shouta made you whimper as you nodded, keeping your eyes on his as you grab his length with your hand. You wrapped your dainty fingers around his shaft, watching his mouth hang open slightly as you lifted your body off his, guiding the tip of his cock to your soaked slit.

His hands were desperately grasping at your ass, unlike the words he spewed just moments before.

Now he was begging for you.

Your pussy was too wet to even pretend that you could take him slowly. Shouta's large hands guided you onto his aching cock, bottoming out inside of you.

"So fucking wet." Shouta split you in half with his cock as he pushed himself into you. You rock your hips back and forth, your pussy clenching around his length. You tilt your head to the side, letting your mouth open slightly.

Shouta watched you as you rode him. What a beautiful sight this was. Your hair was messy from the night before, your cheeks a shade of pink from arousal, your lips swollen and plushy.

"Oh god, Shouta." You slid yourself up and down his cock, the sound of your ass cheeks hitting his thighs filling the room.

"Use my cock to fuck yourself, baby." A grunt escaped his lips as he thrusted upwards into you. He watched your eyes roll to the back of your head, your pussy clenching against his fat cock like it was about to tear open.

"P-please let me come." You whine, your dainty hand pushing against his chest. A bead of sweat rolled down the side of his face as he gulped, his adam's apple bobbing.

"Please what?" He could barely keep his composure. He knew you were about to break. He was, too.

"F-fuck, Shouta! Please, daddy let me come." He earned a moan from your beautiful lips.

His thrusts became messy and quick as you unraveled around his cock. It was the most mind blowing, delicious orgasm erupted inside of you. You rode out your high with him, your bodies so in tune with each other.

"Baby, yes." Shouta moaned, pulling your lips to his roughly as he thrusted inside of you one last time, letting his juices cover your walls. "God you are so amazing." His cock twitched inside of you as you both came down to earth.

You finally opened your eyes and looked at Shouta. You pressed your lips to his again, and again, and again. You smiled against his lips, your nails dragging along his scalp.

"You barely kissed me, Eraser." You pout as he lift yourself off of his length, a whimper leaving Shouta's lips at the loss of you.

"That was part of your punishment, you spoiled brat." His voice was smooth as he kissed your lips once more. "Can't say I liked not kissing you though. I'd much rather you behave so I don't have to do that again." His mouth formed into a smirk.

"I'll get my revenge." You maneuver yourself off of him. "After I brush my teeth." You pull his t-shirt from the night before over your body as Shouta watched your ass cheeks move against the fabric.

As you were brushing your teeth, you heard a knock on Shouta's door. You peeked your head out of the doorway of the bathroom, watching the muscles on Shouta's back move as he walked. His sweatpants were hanging from his hips lazily.

He opened the door and you saw red wings.

"She's here, isn't she?"

[emmyrosee]

Since I don't know Chifuyu that well - would he be freaked out by weird period cravings? I like to eat sweet with savory so eating really intensely flavored cheese with jam is an absolute must... or having pickled herring as well as chocolate mousse for breakfast... what do you think he'd do if he woke up to you eating that?

Omg chifuyu my beloved-

Okay so. There’s nothing you could do to, or around this man to make him be weirded out by you. There is no craving, no hobby, no bodily function that could drive him away from you.

And if he comes into the kitchen in the morning and sees you chowing down on chocolate mousse with Doritos dipped in it, pickled herring right next to it and lemonade in a cup for sipping, he merely smiles, presses a kiss to your head and asks you how you’re feeling.

“Hey baby,” he whispers, voice raspy from the morning. “How’s the grub?”

“Shoooooo good,” you hum, voice muffled from your cheeks being filled.

Hes extremely open to getting you your late night cravings, more than down to take you anywhere and everywhere to satisfy you’re cravings. You literally go through this every month- the LEAST he could do is get you gummy worms and iced coffee when you ask

But these open thoughts slowly come to a halt when you ask him to try your period craving foods.

You grab him by the wrist and guide him to the kitchen, and he feels his heart spike. He winces as you plop him in front of the counter, rubbing your hands together and presenting him with a grilled cheese with frosted corn flakes and Cheetos on it.

“Uh…”

“Baby, it’s so good,” you assure, blinking up at him. “Like, the smell alone is making my mouth water.”

“So why don’t you eat-“

“Okay,” you interrupt, grabbing the sandwich and taking a bite. Your eyes close happily at the taste, and you hum in delight, while Chifuyu’s eyes merely widen in surprised. He’d… honestly thought you were joking. “Here,” you say, one hand covering your mouthful of food, the other passing him the sandwich. “Just try it, baby.”

He chuckles and takes the sandwich from you, “you’re uh… real creative with the food combos, aren’t you?” You smile and nod, and he sighs as he takes a bite.

The assortment of textures is more than plenty to put fear back into him- between the sweetness of the corn flake and the crunch of a Cheeto, his teeth come down, and he pauses.

You laugh.

You’re cruel.

He decides to finish chomping down on his bite, trying to ignore the taste and focus on making you happy. Hands toss down the sandwich before bracing himself against the countertop.

Cheese and corn flake will haunt his dreams tonight, but that’s another situation for a different time.

For now, you’re watching with excited eyes as he manages to swallow the bite of sandwich, wincing softly before shuddering. He clears his throat, “that’s… a lot of textures.”

You press a kiss to his cheek, “you’re such a good sport,” you assure, only to then take a small, playful bite of his cheek.

He snickers, “hey. No eating the husband.”

“But you’re soooo yummy,” you tease.

He tosses an arm around you, “I know, but I can’t be having to explain the bite marks to the boys again.”

You pout. He looks you up and down.

“Okay,” he surrenders. “Maybe a few bites.”

[neteyamssyulang]

Supernatural

Day 2

Pairing: Incubus Adult Neteyam x Fem tawtute reader

Warnings: P in V, Dub con, Dom Neteyam, Sub Reader, Rough Neteyam, Creampie.

Word count: 832

Translation(s): Paskalin -> Honey, Yawne -> Beloved

Tagging: @teyamshuman @hidden-snow @anemonelovesfiction @ikeyniofthetayrangi @itchaboi-itchyboy @kia-wolfie @aria-tempest @loaksulluyswife

“These dreams.. they’ve been so- weird the last few days, it’s hard to explain but the dream always starts off normal but then it always ends up with this blue alien fucking my brains out and I wake up being sore between my legs.” You spoke softly, looking between your friends who were rolling their eyes.

Tanya, one of your friends, eventually spoke up “Yeah right y/n” she scoffed, “I think someone has been watching the avatar movies wayyy too much” Jessie, your other friend, added in.

Now they weren’t wrong, you loved to binge watch all the movies but it does not explain why you have the same dream every single damn night.

You went to open your mouth to speak but Jessie cut you off immediately, “Look y/n, we’re gonna go home now but I suggest seeing a therapist or something because your losing it babe”

They gave you both a pitiful smile and got off the couch, walked out the living room, opened the door and left closing it behind them.

Maybe they did have a point, maybe you were losing it.

Or maybe you weren’t.

An hour passed and you got ready for bed, doing your nightly routine but also putting a camera on your dresser facing your bed. Now you’ll finally have proof that your not crazy.

As always, you fell asleep instantly after getting into your warm, cozy, bed.

Your dream started off different this time, you were laying down in the huge fancy bed but no one was in the room with you.

Or so you thought.

“Miss me already paskalin?” Neteyam purred next to you, your breath hitched as you felt his cold hands on your skin, tracing patterns along your stomach before moving his hand down between your legs, swiping a single digit across your folds.

He smirked feeling how wet you already are “Yeah, guess you did miss me.” Before you could register anything, he pinned you down and crawled ontop of you, his cock already hard and leaking pre-cum onto your thigh.

“Wait wait!” You pleaded, pushing at his chest “Wait for what pet? You don’t want this?” He asked completely unfazed, placing one of your legs around his waist and swiped his cockhead teasingly against your slick folds.

“I.. I don- shit!” You screamed as he plunged his cock inside you, small grunts leaving his lips as your walls squeezed tightly around his thick shaft.

Once Neteyam finally bottomed out, he stayed still for a few moments just admiring you. How beautiful you looked underneath him with your eyes squeezed shut and mouth slightly agape trying to adjust to his size.

Doesn’t matter if you took him multiple times before, each time felt like your first time all over again.

Slowly he began moving his hips, his cock dragging against your gummy walls, coaxing out beautiful moans from your lips.

“Nothing to say now huh?” He chuckled, picking up the pace, his hips slapping against yours. “Ungh! Fuck teyam!” You mewled, his cock was hitting all the right spots inside you, making you see stars.

Your hands went to his arms, digging your nails into him making him groan. The sting was oh so delicious and only encouraged him to push deeper into you.

Neteyam leaned down, his hot breath fanning over your ear as he whispered “Your all mine y/n, mine. No one will ever get to have you besides me.”

Your walls clenched around him at his words making his lips tug up into a smirk, “You want that? To be all mine yawne?”

By now your mind has turned to mush, all you could think of was how good Neteyam was fucking you.

“P-please..” you slurred, already feeling your climax approaching rapidly. Leaning back up, he bit his lip and wrapped his tail around your thigh. Fuck you felt like heaven to him, it was only a matter of time before you would be his completely.

With one particular hard thrust your breath hitched and you came hard, gushing around his cock. Feeling your walls clenching tightly around him, Neteyam groaned, painting your gummy walls white.

Your eyes began to slowly flutter shut as he slowly began to withdraw himself from you, “Till next time, little one” he murmured.

You woke up to your alarm going off around 7:30, groaning you opened you eyes and sat up slowly, wincing at the familiar pain between your legs.

Quickly you got out of bed and went to the camera, grabbing it off your dresser. Stopping the recording you sat back down onto the bed and played back the footage you caught.

Holy shit- no..it couldn’t be..

He was actually there, fucking your unconscious body while glancing towards the camera.

Once Neteyam was done and pulled out, he got off the bed, walked to the camera and crouched down.

“Did you enjoy the show darling?” He grinned, sending a wink towards the camera.

[dreamofjoys]

Just a thought that popped in my head. What if Malleus and his girlfriend are just kissing (they’re not… doing IT… yet… but they are still fully clothed) but then her fingers trail up not only Malleus’ hair (while she’s on her back and him hovering over her) but then start touching his… sensitive horns. (Wink wink nudge nudge )

C/W: smut (duhhhh), fem reader, face fucking, unprotected sex, cunningligus

A/N: I love the wink wink nudge nudge, I get your signal ehhehee // you can tease Malleus but this guy will eventually show you who is in control here

The passionate kiss shared between the both of you was brief and heated, but yet, you wanted to tease your boyfriend. You tug on his hair strands, pulling him closer to deepen the kiss while your fingers trail up to touch the base of his horns.

Malleus groans, feeling a shiver crawling down his spine when your fingers curl around his horns, his ultimate weak spot. His hands went down to grope your ass - a signal that he wants you up - so you immediately jump to wrap your legs around his waist, your clothed sex rubbing deliciously on his.

"What's the meaning of this?" A string of saliva connects both of your lips. The fae stares at you with wild lusted eyes, demanding an explanation from your previous action. "Nothing! I just thought you would like it when I touch you here." You giggled, trailing your hands up and down on both of his horns. Your smiles widens even more when you felt his dick twitches against your pussy.

"Since you like touching my horns so much," Malleus lifts you up into the air, his fingers digging into your plush thighs to spread your legs wide to reveal your pretty blossom that was hiding behind your underwear. In a position like this, you find that the only support you can hold onto is Malleus's horns. "You can touch my horns better in this position yes?" Your panties were discarded on the ground when his fangs tugs on the waistband. "Well, touch me there while I ruin you here."

You shriek in surprise when the fae's dark lips envelops your lower lips, giving you rapid kitten licks on your clit before proceeding to insert his elongated tongue into your hole.

"Oh god," you pull his horns closer to you, encouraging his tongue to delve into your pussy deeper. Malleus curls his tongue inside you, hitting onto your g-spot that has you curling your toes, rutting your hips onto his face as you throw your head back and let out the lewdest moan. "Ma-malleus! holy shit!" You badly wanted to squish his head with your thighs and shove his whole face into your pussy, but the tight grip that he has on your thighs says otherwise.

"Look at me, darling." Malleus's voice vibrates against your pussy, the waves of vibration had your walls constricting madly on his tongue. You look down at your beloved who was staring at you with lovesick eyes while tongue fucking you. You swear, his tongue had definitely reached the entrance of your womb, teasing it with little taps in a fast paced rhythm. He knows you are close when your body starts shaking and your gummy walls starts sucking his tongue back into your womb. Knowing that he would want to cum together, you start rubbing your hands onto his horns, caressing the base, sliding it up and down - like how you would do to his cock - You both moaned in harmony as the rope has been snapped, spilling all your juices onto your boyfriend's face, all while you stare at each other. Malleus laps everything up, not wanting to waste a single drop.

When he finally pulls back, the lower half of his face was coated with your slimy slick, but the fae seems to pay no mind, seemingly satisfied that your scent is practically merged with his now.

"What a good pussy." He leans in to give your lower lips a kiss, making you blush at his affectionate yet erotic action. Malleus finally lowers you down, placing you on your bed while his tall figure towers over you, positioning himself between your legs. He unbuckles his belt and zipper, letting his cock free from it's restraints. It stood proud and tall with it's veiny decoration - that you know for sure he would use to his advantage to fuck you dumb - the tip leaking with cum from the previous session.

"You didn't think that we are done right? Darling, come here." He pulls you by your leg, and you gasped in surprise when you felt that tip of his cock prodding onto your entrance. "Mhmmm, fuck me please, Malleus." Malleus thinks he is going crazy when he watches his cock disappears into your pussy. Your soft needy moans seems to be encouraging him to indulge into his wildest fantasies. His last line of restraint seems to have snapped when he finally bottoms out, balls resting on your ass cheeks, hips meeting each other, and you touching his horns once again.

He gives up on being gentle, letting his primal instinct take over him as he starts rutting you like a mad man. God, he's losing his rationale all because of you.

[strawbxrryanime]

my heart aches for you, cutie pie - bonten rindou haitani x reader

"I love you.." Bonten Rindou kept saying, his lips curled within every word. His smile, so suffocating and intoxicating that you could barely breathe in the bed with him. His long pinkish-purple hair sways back as his soft, tender lilac-violet eyes pierce through your soul with righteousness, a righteousness that you belong here, with him.

Bonten Rindou just kept cuddling you, he kisses you and smiles. He was such a soft but demanding guy, as he wants to make love to you tonight. He's missed you, and his heart ached for you to come home after working abroad. "I've missed you..." Rindou reassured, whispering into your ear as he's been desperately waiting for his beloved Y/N while they were abroad working.

Bonten Rindou slowly comes on top of you, kissing you, pleasurely gnawing at your face at that, as he wraps his arms and shoulders around your neck as his muscular abs consume your face, the smell of sweet bliss. "You're my cutie pie~" Bonten Rindou whispered, as you watch him slowly take off his shorts, only wearing his underwear.

You can't help but admire his muscular bod, as you caress your hands against his body. Making Bonten Rindou smirk and laugh as you pathetically were mesmerized by the sight of him on top of you. "Like it?~" Bonten Rindou winked and smirked, he can tell you were getting heated and lost in the moment. And what more can you say?

Now you and Bonten Rindou were both nude, his enormous cock needy for you, his love ready to shine a light upon your caring nature and your loving body, as his cock gets swallowed up in between your walls, making you and Bonten Rindou let out a loud groan. Bonten Rindou caressed your face and kissed you on the cheek. "Shhh.. my Y/N~ I won't go too easy on you~" He growled, as he starts to pound, slamming his cock down your walls making groans.

"My cutie pie~" Bonten Rindou would smirk after each thrust makes you hallucinate in pleasure, drowning you in euphoria as he chuckles at your face, eyes rolled back, back arched, just ready for the ultimate pleasure he's going to give you. Bonten Rindou pounds again, slamming his entire length and girth inside you, balls deep in your walls as he groans and growls, his eyes watching every move of his cock going in and out of you as he goes insane in your hole.

"FUCK Y/N!~" Bonten Rindou would yell out as his hand covers his face as he kept thrusting, holding your waist with one hand as he just kept thrusting. Bonten Rindou can be soft mostly, but in the bed, he's going to be your wolf in the sheets. The scent of his essence just pounding right inside you just makes you so warm and so hot that you just can't help but moan and yelp every time he would thrust so hard inside your hole.

"I'm going to stretch you out Y/N!~" Bonten Rindou smirked, pounding you harder and faster as his balls would constantly slam you making you feel all kinds of shit that you'd never experience before. "You feel so fucking good Y/N~ So fucking goooooood...~" Bonten Rindou would chuckle, as his short breaths get louder as his cock would constantly slam into you, he was in pleasure that's for sure.

Bonten Rindou would grab you by your waist, gripping you with his two hands as he goes deeper inside of you. "My cutie pie~ My Y/N!~" Bonten Rindou would yell out, as he pounds right through you, fucking your holes, stretching you out as you feel every ounce of love within each and every thrust. Being so fucking close as Bonten Rindou picks up his pace, going faster and faster, his shaft unraveled in your gummy tight walls, his tip hitting your favorite spots, reaching your brink.

Bonten Rindou starts going even faster until. "FUUUUCK!~" A huge groan escaped out of his lips as he pumps his hot and sticky cum inside you, filling you up, making you feel so hot and warm as you scream out in pleasure. "I want to serenade you with pleasure~" Bonten Rindou whispered in short breaths, panting from pumping his load deep inside your hole.

You were now mindlessly riding his cock, slamming and crushing his ballsack as you bounce up and down his cock. Bonten Rindou moaning and growling as he pulls you to him, marking your neck as you'd moan out in pleasure. "MY CUTIE PIE! MY Y/N!~" Bonten Rindou had waited for this, waited for his cock to fuck you up the moment you arrived back with him.

His cock was so fucking good, you need to put a ring in it, the way he serenades you with pleasure, drowns you with euphoria, clears your mind with pleasure, cleanses your body with the pains and pleasure of your hole just makes you love him to a new high. Which is exactly what you had to show him tonight.

You bounce heavy down his cock, making his toes curl as you moan out his name, Bonten Rindou moaning yours too. "Y/N!~~ OOOOOOHHHH Y/N!~" Bonten Rindou would kiss harder against your neck, marking you even more. "I'LL MARK THAT BODY UP!~" Bonten Rindou growled, as you kept bouncing on his cock, reaching deeper and making his cock so tight and snug under your walls it drives both insane.

Bonten Rindou started to yell out. "OH FUCK!~ Y/N!~" Bonten Rindou grabs your face, forcing you to look at his piercing eyes as you ride his cock more harder and faster. "I'M GOING TO!~" Bonten Rindou starts to groan out as he sprays his cum deep inside of you. "FUUUUUCK!~" He kept moaning out, as he pumps more inside you. Showering you with euphoria.

The night ended with even more cuddles, as Bonten Rindou is with you on the bathtub, showering with you as he wraps his arms around your neck. "I love you Y/N~" He'd whisper so carelessly in love in your ear. And that was the time you knew, you knew you'd be in his arms, safe from everything. His grip gets tighter as he smirks. "Don't ever leave me, okay cutie pie?~" Bonten Rindou chuckles.

"Okay..." You say, dazed from the fuck session you and him had.

"Good Y/N~" Bonten Rindou smirks as he enwraps your lips with a kiss in the bathtub, forever cementing your love for him forever.

[haespoir]

tongue-tied: mkl.

⨯ pairing: mark x afab!reader

⨯ word count: 1.5k 

⨯ genre: smut, established relationship

⨯ summary: mark gets a bit handsy on the bean bag, and he leaves you speechless.

⨯ warnings: mentions of being high and edibles, oral (f receiving), honestly very tame, mark has an eyebrow and tongue piercing

⨯ playlist: wake, jiwoo  

⨯ a/n: this my first time ever writing smut.. be kind, and any feedback is very appreciated ♡

. . .

Mark Lee was an insatiable bastard, and that was putting it lightly. Ever since the two of you had gotten together, it seemed like he was unable to keep his hands off you. Not that you minded; you had put the man through enough torture when it came to getting together, you could at least give him a bit of lenience now. 

And he took advantage of that every chance he could get. Even now, as the both of you are reaching the peak of your high, his hands are roaming your body. The two of you are squished onto his beloved bean bag in the living room, a random movie playing on the TV. Mark promised that once the gummies hit the two of you could watch a movie, yet here you were. 

The bean bag was big enough for the two of you to fit comfortably, but Mark insisted that you sit on his lap, at least halfway. This way he could keep his arms around you, his fingers dancing dangerously along the hem of your shirt.

Like you said, an insatiable bastard. 

“Is it really necessary to sit like this?” you whine, attempting to push Mark away. The warmth of the room was starting to get to you, and the gummies you had about 45 minutes ago were not helping. 

Mark can only roll his eyes at your behavior, opting to pull you closer to him. No matter how much you whined or tried to push him away, you always ended up begging him to hold you later on in the night. So why not just hold you now? 

And it’s not like you’re putting up much of a fight. Because all it takes is a small pinch on your thigh for you to melt into his arms, your head resting on his shoulder. This gives you perfect access to one of your favorite parts about Mark: his neck. Lazily, you begin to pepper small kisses along the span of his neck, paying special attention to the mole under his ear. You had always found the small beauty mark to be attractive.

“Babe,” he groans, shifting slightly to pull you onto his lap more. “Don’t tease me.” 

His words have you pulling away from him, a pout forming on your lips. “Why not?” 

“Don’t start something you can’t finish baby.” One look at him was enough for you to see the desire swimming in his eyes, and you can only scoff at his words. You always finished what you started. He knew that better than anyone. 

Before he can comment on your attitude, you’re pressing kisses to his neck again, this time pulling his earlobe between your teeth. “Technically, you started it,” you say, thinking back to his wandering hands. They had definitely slipped past the waistband of your sweats by now, his fingers dancing on the dangerously slim barrier of your underwear. 

“Why are you being a brat, hm? You’re always so good for me,” he remarks. Once again, he’s pinching your skin, relishing the way you squeak at the fleeting feeling of pain. 

“Defending myself is being a brat now?” you ask, raising your brow as you look at him. By now you’ve moved to straddle his lap, the plush filling of the bean bag making the position much more comfortable. However, the lack of structure means that no matter how much you try to hold yourself above him, your weight is pressing down on him. This means you can definitely feel his hard-on through the thin fabric of your sweatpants. 

Giving him a coy smile, you slip your hands up his shirt, your fingers grazing over his nipples as you help him take the shirt the article of clothing off.

"It's getting warm in here, no?" you ask innocently. This has him groaning, watching as you toss the shirt somewhere into his dimly lit living room before giving you his full attention. 

Unfortunately, you are too caught up staring at his chest to even notice his heavy gaze on you. Your hands are splayed on his chest; you love the way he looks under you. It wasn’t often that Mark let you be on top, so you planned to take advantage of every second you had. Which meant that your hands travel to his neck, gripping his throat gently. 

The action has Mark raising a pierced brow at you; it wasn’t often that you took control, but he found the idea lighting a fire in him that he wasn’t sure he could put out if he wanted to. You give his throat an experimental squeeze, loving the way his head lolls onto the bean bag. His gaze is dangerous; he’s looking at you with no patience, and it’s not long before his hands cover yours, using them to pull you onto him. 

A small ‘oof’ escapes your lungs, and it has the two of you laughing before Mark presses a heated kiss to your lips. He wasn’t known for his patience, especially not when it came to you. 

And it shows with the way his hands go from rubbing soft circles into your waist to tugging at your shirt, wanting the article of clothing gone. You can only giggle at his eagerness, watching as it's his turn to toss your shirt away as if it offended him. If you were to ask him, you know he would make up some sort of silly excuse. As if he can read your mind, he speaks up. 

“Every part of you is mine; no one’s gonna have what I have,” he says. You can’t lie; his words go straight to your core, and you know that if Mark couldn’t feel your arousal seeping through your pants before, he can feel it now. The dampness in your underwear has it sticking to you in a way that's almost uncomfortable. You swear you’re dizzy with desire as you look down at your boyfriend.

The sad thing is that he’s barely done anything yet. 

And no one knows you better than Mark. So even if it’s a bit awkward, Mark moves so that you’re laying in the center of the bean bag. Quickly, he slides onto the floor, using this opportunity to grab your sweats and panties, pulling them off in one swift motion. 

You can only pout at the loss of the chance to be on top for once, but Mark quickly erases that thought when your legs are thrown over his shoulder and he’s pressing his tongue against your core. You can only moan at the feeling, the small metal piercing on his tongue pressing against your clit. The feeling makes you squirm, but his arms are trapping you against his mouth. Right about now you regretted suggesting the piercing because it was the reason for you quickly coming undone on this damn bean bag. 

“You always taste so good,” he groans, greedily lapping at your pussy. If there was one thing to know about Mark Lee it was that he ate pussy like a starved man. Every single time, without a doubt. 

Your hands fly to his head, gripping his dark hair in your fingers. A small whimper leaves your lips as you tug on his hair, and this only encourages him even more. Mark takes a small glance at you, loving the way your head is thrown back and the way your legs seemingly have him trapped. Not that he minded. 

In fact, this was his favorite place to be. Under his pretty girl, right where he belonged. And he had to make sure that you knew that. Without warning, you feel his fingers slip inside you, and your mouth falls open in a loud moan; it was like music to Mark’s ears. 

“Oh my god,” your words are slurred as if you’re drunk from the pure desire coursing through your veins. With his hands now busy, you can grind against his face, chasing your own high. He’s so deep now, and all you can do is clench around his fingers pathetically. His name slips past your lips like a mantra, and it only fuels his ego. Only he could fuck you like this. Only he could make you speechless like this. Only him.

“So pretty,” he coos, drowning in the taste of you. “And all mine. Cum for me baby,” he demands. Mark pays extra attention to your clit, sucking and running the cool metal of his piercing against before adding a third finger to stretch you out. You can only whine, your thighs tightening against his head. 

Who were you to deny your loving boyfriend? 

A small cry escapes you as you orgasm, your hips bucking against his bruising grip. But that doesn’t stop Mark; he finger fucks you through your high, and he doesn’t waste a single drop. He brings his fingers to his mouth, his piercing making another appearance as he licks his fingers clean. 

You can only stare at him as you attempt to catch your breath. With the way he’s looking at you and the obvious bulge in his pants, you know that Mark Lee is far from done with you. 

[averageallogene]

Hello~ I found your Tighnari fanfic and my lord, I admired how it was beautifully written. I know you get a lot of praise for it and deservedly so. I do find myself wanting a tad bit more tho. I was imagining after all that spicy time, some wholesome aftercare would be nice. I hope you write it with Diluc as the male lead bc I think he's a man that can give you both spicy and sweet 😊

DILUC ♡⊹˚ Burning passion [NSFW]

fem. reader (3rd person) ; sweet fluffy smut, my favorite <333.

2k words.

notes. HELLO DEAR!!! So sorry for the wait, I've been trying to answer all asks through work breaks and it took me a while to reach yours ;( thank you so much for the sweet message, I'm so happy you liked my first fic! Just know I always smile when I see you in my notes, I appreciate the support!!! I hope you enjoy this~ ✧˖°. Evidently I got carried away bc Diluc always makes me go 😫😫😫 *cupcakke noises*

Ah, Diluc, sweet sweet Diluc. He's not one to outwardly show much affection when in public, but when in private… The quiet winery tycoon becomes the most vocal, the honeyed little whispers he offers his beloved [F/N] as they passionately make love never fails to make her drunk on his love. He's never one to let her stray far, his body grinding against her own as he sets a slow and deep pace, always close, always whispering how good she's making him feel. 

"You're so good to me, [F/N]... So, good," He's breathing deeper, his voice reduced to grunts as his lips brush against her own. His half lidded eyes delight themselves on the mirage under him, his lover's naked body glistening with sweat as he pounds deeper. 

"Diluc!" She sighs in bliss, her mouth chasing his as his hand roams to find her own. Fingers lace with one another, him placing them gently to the side of her head as his other rests on her hip. He can never get enough, truly he would've never guessed he would be so greedy when it came to [F/N]. 

"I love you, so so much." He always says so many times throughout the day, his tone always raw and honest. Yet, it was during such moments that her heart leapt the highest, a moan being ripped from his throat as he feels her gummy walls squeeze around him deliriously in response to his confession. 

"And I love you always." It's her turn to hush him with lovely words, the hint of a smile on her face earning his response of thrusting deeper, hitting the particular spot that made her see white. The whine that followed only made Diluc grow more and more eager, the rhythm slowly becoming sloppier, his own urges nearly escaping him as he carefully nibbled on her puffy lips.

"I'm close, love." He admits, the hint of frustration evident as he picks up speed. His free hand no longer lingers on her waist, instead slithering down to find her clit, circling and toying with it knowingly as he drinks in the way her body jolts and shivers.

"Ah, 'Luc!" Her voice is nothing short of music to his ears, eyes fluttering shut as she seems to drown on the pleasure inflicted by him. Her legs wrap around his waist, effectively caging him in as her free hand roams through his free hair. "Please, inside."

His otherwise gleaming eyes darken, lust clouding him as the only response he manages is a low grunt. After all, who was he to deny his lovely girlfriend? He can feel a shiver run down his spine as his cock begins to pulsate, the urge to paint her inner walls white giving him the strength to thrust even deeper, quicker. His tip repeatedly kisses her cervix as his mouth clashes with her own, muffling all and every moan as he consumes them for himself, tongues dancing together as his arms bring her closer. His strong grip cages [F/N] against his toned body, yearning to melt with her as they chase their release. 

Diluc can feel it, his orgasm right at the tip of his cock, yet as disciplined as he is, he somehow manages to restrain himself, edging his own release before he can feel the all too familiar sensation of her pussy spasming around his length, squeezing him for all he's worth as she finally releases the knot that had been pounded into her. 

"A-Ahhnnn… Cumming, ah-" Her words slurred as his lips suck on her tongue, tasting her every word as her legs wrap around him tighter, her body begging him for his cum, thick and warm, to claim her.  

"Fuck love, that feels so good…" In a hiss he curses, a small smile blooming on [F/N]'s face as pride swells in her chest. 

To know she was the cause to render the otherwise level headed Diluc into a cursing, rutting mess, it left her wet and ready all over again. She hadn't even reached her zenith a moment ago, yet she was already yearning for him all over again, never truly satisfied with all the ways he was able to pleasure her.

"Are you ready, baby?" He moans against her lips, eyes intensively gazing right at her own as his face flushes. Licking his dry lips, Diluc devours her whimpers yet again, speaking between kisses as he pounds into her relentlessly, finally caving to his own lust. "Here we go, have my cum just as you want."

The thick spurts finally fill her up, the sensation nearly edging her into cumming yet again. [F/N] moans in delight as she hums, releasing her hand to wrap her arms around his neck, bringing him even closer. Her chest presses against his own, feeling him heaving as his pace finally slows down, riding his own high as the lewd squelching sounds fill their now quiet room. 

His head slowly lowers to rest on the crook of her neck, his cheeks flushed with a vivid red that rivals that of his hair. [F/N] can feel against her skin the way he breathes rapidly, lips parted as he brings her closer, relishing in her mere presence as he finally comes to a halt. He doesn't dare move though, his cock still buried deep inside her walls as his seed spills with the overflow. Her hands find their way to his hair, breathing slower, a smile forming on her face.

"That was amazing, honey." She hums in honest delight, silently amusing herself over the way his confidence seems to quiet down. The once raging fire soothes into a glowing ember, the previous passion fizzled into endearment as his touch was now softer, gentler.

"I didn't go too far, did I?" He murmured, lips trailing from her neck up to her face before he watched the way he left her lips puffy and red. He blushes deeply in response, his beloved laughing softly. 

"Never, love." You can always go harder, she thinks, yet the words die in her mouth, lest she wish for her beloved to clear his throat in embarrassment. In all honesty, that sounded quite humorous, yet she restrained herself. 

"Thank you." Diluc smiles, his kiss returning to the gentle worshiping gesture he portrays during daytime. Yet as always, it never remains as one single kiss, his lips lingering as he indulges. "It felt wonderful. I can never get enough of you…"

"You're always welcome to take more, you know?" He was asking for it this time. [F/N] giggles as she watches him struggle to agree or hold himself back, his thumb caressing her face before he wipes the little drool of pleasure away from her face. 

"I wouldn't want to keep you up too late…" He reasons, his eyebrows furrowing softly. He still winces when remembering the one night he'd gotten too carried away, watching with slight horror how his lovely [F/N] limped the following morning. It wasn't like she hadn't enjoyed it, yet the ever gentle Diluc felt oh so guilty. 

"Honey…." She whined, her arms opening to take him closer, peppering his face with kisses. He was just so sweet, so giving, so perfect. "And I wouldn't want you pent up with lust. I can take it, really."

"Archons, you're too good for me." He sighed in bliss, his body coursing with adrenaline as he felt the desire within him rage once more. Still, he smiled, humming in satisfaction as she pampered him with her lips. 

"I think the same thing about you everyday." She giggled, her fingers combing through his crimson hair with nothing short of pure adoration. She could feel his hesitancy to even pull out, her legs pressing against him as she made herself comfortable. "Well, what does my handsome lover feel like, then?"

The smile he gave was [F/N]'s favorite sight to ever behold. "Perhaps some rest… Before we pick back up?"

"Anything you'd like, baby." She smiled, kisses following suit. 

Kisses lingered, constant and consuming, a make out session forming not long after. The pair remained entangled, Diluc atop as he could feel the desire to never move from such a wonderful situation. Under him his beloved simply looked and felt ethereal, their bodies piecing like the most well designed puzzle, simply perfect. His passion began to spark once more, the searing fire reappearing before his touches grew needier, his voice became hushed, his eyes darkened yet again. 

"Take me once more, Diluc." [F/N] whispered against his ear, her voice fanning against his skin as his hands went lower and lower. "I need you."

His vision once more clouded, he succumbed to his desires before he took her yet again. Slow, passionate, intense. His rhythm never faltered until the very end, his hold always strong and caring, his love raw as he poured his every emotion into each thrust. Together they tangled around their bed, him now under as his gaze drunk in the sight of his beloved atop, her hips matching his set rhythm as he met her halfway. His calloused hand held her lower back in support, their hands together as he laced their fingers, squeezing hers with intensity. I love you, I love you, Archons I love you so much [F/N], his head repeated like a sacred prayer right up until they came yet again, bodies resting against one another as they basked in their afterglow. 

"Would you like some water, honey?" He inquired, moving some hair away from her eyes as his own softened. She was simply gorgeous, perfection. 

"I'm alright, but perhaps a shower?" She instead proposed with a smile, her boyfriend humming in agreement. His eyes lingered lower, a furious blush creeping all the way to his ears as he noticed the way his seed leaked down her thighs. 

"Yes… A shower is in order." He smiled shyly, picking her up with ease. Against her protests he continued, hushing her with soft kisses. "No no, I insist. You ought to be pampered after taking me so well."

It was her turn to blush, face hiding against his long, luscious hair. Despite the innocent tone in which he spoke, his choice of words never failed to leave her lightheaded. Goodness, Diluc simply was too good.

A warm bath was quickly prepared for the both of them, and in it they sat. Diluc wrapped his arms around her figure, chin resting against her shoulder as he sighed in pure content. He always questioned if he was too… Clingy, was the word, always gluing himself to [F/N]'s hip whenever he could, yet time and time again he was reassured he was always welcome. His warmth, his protection, his love, it was all something [F/N] could never be tired of. 

"'Luc, can you please wash my hair?" She questioned quietly, her beloved humming in agreement. 

His fingers against her scalp felt soothing, her eyes closing with peace. She would hum in delight over the small action, Diluc behind her being unable to resist the smile from blooming on his face. 

"Do you want me to wash yours?" [F/N] proposed, him not being able to resist. After all, he was always craving her touch in whichever way. 

The water was still hot as they finished, passing onward to pick up the soap. He was the first to volunteer washing her body, insisting she rest for putting up with his antics. Nonsense to her, she herself always loved when he indulged in his own desires - after all, if a man deserved to, it was definitely Diluc! 

His hands lingered through her legs, massaging her skin carefully, like he were worshiping a divine deity. His touch was loving and soft, yet underneath the warm soapy waters she could feel his own heat take over, slowly but surely boiling with other motives as he remained quiet. 

"Something on your mind, Diluc?" She hummed with a smile, watching how his hands faltered before he resumed stroking through her skin. His thumb drew circling patterns on her inner thigh, not so subtly coming closer. 

"Perhaps..." He mused, smiling upon hearing her giggle in response. He could feel his cheeks burn in both embarrassment and desire, almost ashamed of never being truly satiated of his girlfriend. 

"Oh? And would you like to share?" It was now her turn to linger her touch on his leg, smiling knowingly before she leaned back, allowing his lips to come closer to her ear if he so desired. She seemed to read him like an open book, watching as he indeed came closer. 

"Would you really like to know? It might just be too… Shameful, love." He murmured, the lightheartedness in his tone evident as she could practically feel the smile on his breath.

"Shameful? Oh, now I'm left wondering just what my Diluc is daydreaming of." [F/N] giggled, her fingers tracing more and more towards his inner thigh. 

He didn't take long to give in, whispering all the dirty thoughts he couldn't let go for that night. It seemed as though that night's blaze burned thrice as strong, his desire never fully ceasing. Their soothing aftercare was suddenly interrupted, put on hold as his hands lowered, caressed her, gave her all the deserving attention. He couldn't get enough of her sighs, her moans, her praises for him. It felt so difficult to contain himself, his wish to convey his burning love through his actions fueling him to continue onward. 

The water was long cold by the time they truly finished, and even when they retired to the bedroom, it seemed like they couldn't get enough. Goodness, what had gotten into him, [F/N] wondered with amusement as under his administrations she came time after time again. Well, she certainly wasn’t complaining… Unbeknownst to her, the truth was that Diluc was downright addicted to her face as she reached the peak, how her pussy would squelch around his digits, or around his tongue, or would squeeze his cock dry, their fluids mixing and staining their bedsheets long into the early hours of the morning.

[F/N] couldn't remember having such a restless night, but she surely wasn't finding any fault in that. It was only as the sun rose that they had finally ceased their escapades, Diluc holding her lovingly before finally gaining the courage to get up. 

"Must you really go?" He heard his [F/N] pout, receiving a smile as he caressed her cheek.

"I'm afraid so, love." He hummed, his lips brushing against her temple ever so lovingly. "Why don't you take the day off?"

"I have to work, Luc." She laughed it off softly, her eyes opening to lazily look up at him. Her heart skipped a beat as she realized just how lovingly he looked at her, his fingers lingering on her hair as he played with it ever so gently.

"Don't worry about it, just rest." He reassured her, finally kissing her one final time before he gathered the strength to get up. "I'll see that your boss is informed that you won't be clocking in today."

She could only blush and offer him a thankful smile. A day spent in his manor… It simply felt far too good to pass up. 

Besides, her entire body ached. Some rest would surely do her well.

[kaiju-krew]

Hey there! Firstly, big big fan of your art and headcanons, ty for your cool and awesome big brain ❤️ Now that you’ve seen the movie, I’m wondering what your thoughts are on Shimo??? I’ve just seen impressions of her so scattered. (I saw your post on how she will NOT be treated as a pet, and I so appreciate that.)

I will say, for me the ‘old gal’ vibes are so strong and I’m here for it. Like when Goji blasts his atomic breath into the sky at the end and she’s looking at it with such awe and her cute super gummy smile, it reminds me of when a grandma gets shown some common piece of technology that the rest of us are used to, but she just can’t heckin believe it because she lives in a damn cave??? I loved that.

hi hi! omg u think i have a big brain...... compliment of the century.... i must have ppl fooled bcuz i am viscerally dumb most of the time

anywAYS. gxk spoilers below (and a lot of ranting)

shimo my beloved💙 i appreciate most interpretations of her, besides people who are just straight up caling her a dog. and like, not in the way i’d compare goji to a cat? for me it's more mannerisms based, so for goji my main expression/mannerism inspirations are cats, wolves, and komodo dragons (obviously), and for mosu it's owls and cats, with a crumb of horses because of their 'ear' communication so i use that with her antennae.

sorry for tangent but anyways. i dont need someone barking at me that i call goji a cat/draw him acting like a cat so calling shimo ‘kong’s pet dog’ is fine. i think its the difference between goji having the personality i characterize him with + mannerisms inspired by other animals, vs. him having no personality besides Being A Cat. like, he’s a dumbfuck but he’s clearly an intelligent creature capable of communication and understanding. i make a lot of shitposts but truly in my personal hc i’d never reduce him to ‘pet level intelligence’

i think i’m extra touchy about people calling her ‘kong’s pet’ because like. dawg. did you watch the movie? she was JUST freed from being skar’s slave/beast of burden/abused pet whatever you wanna call it. why would you want her to become another creature’s pet again?(obviously minus the abuse) idk mannn it just feels…. reductive somehow. she clearly shows intelligence and understanding when she realizes what’s happening during the fight and helps to kill skar. i just refuse to reduce her entire character to kong’s pet status bcuz that makes me uncomfortable asf.

as a disclaimer, you’re welcome to have whatever hc you enjoy. me expressing my personal thoughts on the matter isn’t an attack on anyone who characterizes her that way, i’m just not interested in engaging with it in the slightest.

DOUBLE ANYWAYS i just needed to get that outta my system. TIME FOR CUTE FUN IDEAS YAHOOO

i’m seeing mixed info about her age so idk where she actually sits there?? i remember seeing something like she’s the First Titan but i also think the novelization of the movie said she’s only 3 million years old?? when im p sure they’ve said goji is 250+ million years old so…. i have no clue there lol. personally she feels less jaded and grumpy than goji does to me so my brain automatically sees her as similar or younger bcuz of my Grumpy Old Man bias.

i’m still workin out my ideas for her but based on how the movie ends i like to think she helps kong with relocating the apes to a better home, and they mostly live in HE. her n kong venture up for surface dates bcuz she gets what she fucking deserves 💙

goji nearly has an aneurysm the first time they come up, since mosu literally takes them for a lil tour of monster island. bro standing there clenching his fist like the arthur meme, he begrudgingly knows she’s right and eventually he gets used to it

i got more ideas cookin for her but this post is already too damn long cuz of my ranting time to stfu

SHIMO BEST GIRL 10/10

[nic-42]

Married is not the same as just lovers!

I wanted some interaction between Chikage and Shinichi with a touch of humiliation from Toichi and Kaito, it will be long so I'll make a cut

"The day you sleep peacefully and wake up at 2 in the morning and go downstairs and find your magician husband making a house of cards on the kitchen table while the poor guy tries to open a package of gummy bears, you will know how is to be happily married."

chikage said to shinichi as he cut the potatoes for dinner. shinichi was, to say the least, confused. There were only 3 months left until his wedding with Kuroba Kaito and he was helping his mother-in-law prepare dinner for his future husband and father-in-law when the topic of conversation suddenly changed to… this strange comment.

"What? How am I supposed to interpret that?"

Shinichi was trying to figure out, why did this family always speak in code? Not even his parents were that annoying.

"Well honey, I'm referring to your relationship and the changes it will experience, being married is very different from being lovers, when you marry Kaito you will discover things about him that no one else would understand!"

While Chikage put the pan on the fire and moved the meat from the bowl, Shinichi remained thoughtful. He already knew Kaito very well, what else should he know?

"but kaito and I already know each other very well, I don't think it will be a big change"

Chikage chuckled as she looked for something in the refrigerator and with all the cerenity in the world she began to explain.

"I thought the same thing when I married Toichi, but reality slapped me in the face when we started living together as a married couple, I never imagined that my beloved had such… 'peculiar' tastes and habits, you know"

she cleared his throat

"I still remember when I discovered that Toichi spoke in his sleep, it was very strange and funny! I discovered that if I whispered a little I could manipulate his dreams, when I discovered that Mr. gentleman was capable of insulting at such speed when he thought he was alone, when I discovered that he had insomnia and did strange things when he was sleep-deprived, or when I discovered that he loved talking to Kaito when he was barely born! Oh~ it was hilarious to see him interpret our baby's noises and gestures to continue the conversation!"

Shinichi was perplexed, he had no idea that his father-in-law could be so… similar to Kaito in the sense of being adorably weird. It was when a question crossed his mind, what would his kaito be like when they got married?

"So, was it a very drastic change?"

Shinichi began to prepare the salad without taking his eyes off his mother-in-law.

"Oh yes it was! It was a huge twist. going from 'Prince Charming' to 'I don't know how I got here if I don't even know how to boil water' and it was very fun, somewhat difficult but that's what life is about! change others and let others change you"

Shinichi looked lovingly at his mother-in-law, she was right, he and Kaito were young and still changing. It would undoubtedly be fun to evolve with his beloved, but he returned from his thoughts to be able to finish dinner. After many jokes and exchanging secrets from their lovers, dinner was served on time when the front door opened.

"kaa-san, shin-chan, we're home!"

Kaito entered and behind him came his father. Shinichi ran into Kaito's arms and kissed his cheek welcoming him, Kaito blushed and smiled while his parents murmured and laughed behind them. Already seated at the table, the magicians praised their loved ones.

"It's delicious, honey! Your seasoning is always so smooth and unique!" Toichi said while licking his fingers, completely leaving aside the cutlery.

"and the meat is juicy and tender, I'm impressed by how well you cook now shin-chan!" Kaito took another big bite, staining his white shirt.

both cooks looked at each other and laughed

"oh kai-chan, look what a mess you've made! my little messy baby!" Chikage said with a sweet tone and pinched Kaito's cheek.

"um, oji-san, there," shinichi said, holding back a laugh as he brought the fork to toichi.

both wizards looked at their hands/shirt, became silent and turned as red as a tomato.

"oi, chika-chan!" "oi, shin-chan!"

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I had to get this out of my system, I love this beautiful family relationship, next is an outing with the kudo! maybe a halloween dance? or wedding preparations? I still haven't decided, help me with that