#he go spspsp at them…

[vampstel]

Random OC fact of the day: Ares is scared of creatures that are smaller than him because he’s afraid of hurting them. He has a personal rule that whenever he holds pets or babies, he has to wear mittens otherwise his claws might injure them.

Despite his fear, he thinks small creatures and tiny things in general are cute and should be cherished. He’s silly :3

[david-tennant-addict]

Spspsp I checked ur info n such could you do nsfw alphabet of engineer pretty please and danke i love mein hard hatted liebe very much 🫶🏻

OF COURSE OMG I love engie! He deserves more credit!

Engineer NSFW Alphabet

————MINORS DNI————-

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

He’s the absolute sweetest! He’ll make sure you’re ok, clean, well hydrated and fed.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Just like heavy he likes his hands because of what they can make and do 😏. He likes his partners voice. Just the way they say his name makes him melt

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

He likes to cum inside. He likes the thought of a family 😊

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He likes bondage…on himself

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

He has experience and knows what he’s doing. I mean he’s a man with 11 PHD’s

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Cowgirl/ reverse cowgirl. It’s self explanatory

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

He likes to get a chuckle in once and awhile

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

He’s pretty groomed but still hairy

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Very intimate when he’s in the mood or jealous

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Not often unless he’s pent up

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

He likes to overstimulate you

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

His workshop or in bed

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Seducting him with your voice or wearing something he likes

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He won’t make you bleed

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He’s a solid 8/10 and likes to give rather than receive

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

He likes to usually go at a medium pace but it depends on his mood or motivation

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He likes to do them once in a while

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

He doesn’t mind but as long as no one catches them

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

2 rounds and he lasts for 3 minutes

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

He’s up to it but he doesn’t own any but he can make some if he wanted to

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He can be unfair if he needs to be

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He’s a grunted so a 4/10

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

He likes to slap your ass

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

He’s about 6 inches long

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

He’s a 6/10

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

About 5 minutes after he’s made sure you’re ok

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I hope you liked this!

[iamthecomet]

Hey spspsps

Imagine this

Mountain grabbing Dew or Rain's face while he's pounding into them, forcing them to look at the both of them in the mirror while growling. "Look at what you're making me do to you, you've made me such a fucking mess." Since he's in the middle of a rut and dew (or rain) ... both? Decided to pay him a visit while dressed in a very very short lil dress thats sparkly

Yeahyeahyeahyeahyeahhh.

Dew knew he was going to get something for showing up at Mountain's door like this. Skin tight sparkling dress, half hard cock beneath it on full display. Eyelashes full and dark courtesy of the girls. Soft pink lipstick swept over his lips. He knows how he looks--pretty. Knows how powerless Mountain is to resist him like this. What he didn't account for was the stench of rut pouring from Mountain's room. Damp earth. Sour sweet. Sex. Mountain had reached forward, grabbed Dew by the gaping neckline of the dress and hauled him into his room, slamming the door so hard the windows rattled. Since then, Dew's heard no less than six pops from the seams of the Aurora's dress. His first, and only thought, is that she is going to kill him. Mountain is going to ruin this dress--and Dew is going to end up buried in the backyard. It's also the last thought Dew has for a while. Mountain doesn't waste any time shoving him to the ground in front of the mirror hanging on his closet door. He rucks the dress up, spits on his own fingers, and then shoves two of them deep into Dew with little warning. The sound Mountain makes when he realizes Dew is already prepped and ready for him makes something in Dew's bones ache. After that--Dew forgets how to think about anything other than sensation. Mountain's fingers fucking into him roughly, dragging over his prostate as he grinds his dick into the small swell of Dew's ass. Dew looks up, meets Mountain's eyes in the mirror. He opens his mouth to say something--to tell Mountain he's ready maybe. "Shut up," Mountain growls. He grabs a fistful of the dress--bunched up on the small of Dew's back and yanks. And Dew wants to tell him to be careful for his sake, but he can't. His tongue won't form the words and he doesn't really want it anyway. He's adrift on the scent of Mountain's pheromones. On how small he feels pinned in Mountain's hands. He tips his head forward, a curtain of hair falling down around his face. Mountain scissors his fingers and Dew whines. He's ready when Mountain decides he is--Dew has no sense of how long that takes anymore. He's been floating on the harsh sensation of Mountain fingering him open. On the rough drag of his fingers over Dew's prostate. On the way Mountain clings to this sparkly dress like it's the only thing keeping them both tethered to the ground. The press of the blunt head of Mountain's cock against him wakes him up though. He drags his eyes upward, looks at himself in the mirror. His face is flushed red, shiny with sweat. Lipstick smeared in the corner of his mouth. The space under his eyes already smudged black from the mascara. One of the skinny straps of the dress has slipped down Dew's shoulder, dropping the neckline just enough to reveal a pale pink nipple, and the sliver ring through it. He looks debauched--used--and Mountain hasn't even stuck his dick in him yet. The dress is tucked up high enough now that Dew sees his cock kick the mirror. It hangs heavy between his legs. Red and dripping pre onto the floor. He aches from lack of stimulation, but that's quickly outweighed when Mountain pushes inside of him. Dew keens. He flexes his fingers on the floor and tries to find something to grab onto. Mountain bottoms out in one slow thrust that has him tipping his head back and growling. Dew drags his eyes away from his own ruined face and up to Mountain. He's naked now--Dew doesn't know when that happened. Golden hued skin damp with sweat. Dew watches the muscles in Mountain's stomach flex as he pulls back.

The force of his next thrust cracks Dew's forehead off of the mirror. Dew barely feels it. To wrapped up in the sudden rough pace Mountain's setting. He whines, and Mountain hauls him up. Cups one hand around his middle and the other under his jaw. Dew holds onto him, one hand locked onto each of Mountain's forearms like that's going to ground him somehow. He has no leverage, no way to push back to grind against him. He can only take it. He never wants it to end.

Dew has never felt smaller. More breakable than this. Mountain fucks into him with hard measured thrusts and Dew can't think about anything except the drag of Mountain's cock over his prostate, or the way his pre is soaking into Aurora's dress. Mountain thumbs over Dew's exposed nipple and Dew goes lax in his arms, head tipping back against Mountain's shoulder. Each thrust punching little whines from Dew's lungs. With the other hand Mountain grips Dew's jaw hard, and pulls his head up holds it still. "Look at you," Mountain rumbles in Dew's ear. "Look what you're making me do to you. You've made me such a fucking mess." Dew's looking. Looking at the mascara tracks running down his face. The lipstick mostly gone except where it's smeared on his chin. Looking at the way Mountain's hair is plastered to his forehead. At the deep blush on his cheeks. He's looking at how small he looks pressed against Mountain's broad frame like this.

"Touch me," Dew begs, "please." "Touch yourself if you want to cum so badly," Mountain growls, turning his head to bite harshly at the shell of Dew's ear. "But we're not done until I am."

[sukirichi]

HI SUKI !!!! omg i just saw your selfship art with naoya ?! screaming rn bc u guys r so pretty 🥺 OK SO. question one: what does he have your contact name as in his phone ?? AND TWO OOO oo. you two are stuck in a cave. help is on their way and will be there in about 2 days! all you have is each other and a backpack stuffed with snacks and other supplies that you would take on a regular hiking trip. what are you two doing in the meantime ? how are you two keeping each other warm / what are the sleeping positions ??? how are the snacks distributed.. are you guys going exploring … etc !!!!! ^ ^ <3

HALLO ZEVIE !! oh yes my beloved naoki art, thank you, i’m so flattered you think we’re pretty 🥹🫶🏻 ooOooooh he has me as ‘wife 💓’ in his contact name, simple yet sweet!

omg realistically if we were stuck in a cave for two days, i think naoya would throw a fit on why people take so long to rescue us but then go like, “wait, i don’t need rescuing. i’m a capable man,” so he just goes around looking for whatever we can use to make our stay more comfortable! he’s starting fires, boiling water, cleaning up the cave so we can comfortably put down our sleeping bags. i won’t really do anything ofc, i just sit there and admire him and he lets me just be still and look pretty <3 we are vv princess treatment here!! hMMM i think to keep each other warm we would huddle really close by the fire he’s made, but then he’d insist that i just go on his lap n wrap my arms around him for maximum body heat sharing 💫

when we sleep, he’d drag my sleeping bag closer to him and whine that i’m tok far away for his liking spspsps and then later he’d drag me inside his sleeping bag and hide his face on my neck. he’s a clingy man :( the snacks, well... he’d give most of them to me and insist that i eat plenty bcos he doesn’t want me going hungry !! but i would be stubborn and shove the snacks in his mouth bcos he needs to eat too and we share whatever we have 💓 i think i’d wanna go exploring but naoya would be against it n tell me to just stay inside so i never get in harm’s way 🌷

[ererokii]

spspsp can i request a aot hc or fic where the reader finds out about annie being the female titan and is absolutely scared of her, breaking annie’s heart 🥺

pspsps this broke my heart writing 

The devastation of the 57th expedition hit everyone

It left you confused, helpless and small. You really didn’t know what to do

Your squad was hit hardest, luckily you were the only member who survived and connected with the Levi squad last second

Even before the female titan hit them, you rambled about the 15 meter monster that wiped your squad out

Of course, Levi trusted your word and took you into his squad for the remainder of the expedition

After the failed attempt of capturing the female titan, you watched as yet again another set of squad members get brutally killed in front of you

With no choice, you had to fight against her with Eren by your side

Luckily, Levi and Mikasa arrived shortly after she won the fight and bit Eren’s nape off

Needless to say, after that expedition, you weren’t the same as you were before

Nightmare after nightmare swallowed you whole, you were starting to lose it

If only Annie was beside you

Annie was one of your closest comrades during your training years

You fought beside her in the battle of trost 

She was there (surprisingly) by your side in the barracks when you’d wake up, screaming for the nightmares to be over

She was your rock, your shoulder to cry on. It shocked everyone, even yourself at her sudden change of behavior when it came to you

It was like if her cold demeanor meant nothing to you

When you found out she was heading with the military police, you thought about following in her footsteps before rethinking and going towards the Survey Corps instead.

Once the commander took notice of the female titan and Eren’s required presence to the Military police, Erwin put things together

You, Mikasa, Eren and Armin were put in a group to find out if it was true

“We believe the female titan is none other than Annie Leonhart.”

“How can you say that?!” you yelled, standing up abruptly from your seat. “How can you accuse Annie of doing that?! She’s been in the interior! How can she possibly cause all of that death?!”

“Sit down.” Levi demanded, keeping his eyes trained on your shaking body. Deciding it was best to listen rather than disobey, you sat down, clenching your fists on your thighs as you squeezed your eyes shut

This wasn’t real, it couldn’t be real

Annie was in the interior with her new comrades, it was impossible for her to be outside the walls

The plan was simple. Mikasa, Armin and Eren would wait while you stayed in a secluded spot to wait for Annie.

When the plan began, you kept your hood covering the majority of your face as you fiddled with the straps of your uniform, your heart pounding out of your chest.

Footsteps were near as a head of blond hair passed by.

“A-Annie!”

She stopped as she immediately looked in the alleyway, taking notice of your getup. “Y/N..? What are you doing here?” she whispered and looked both ways before running in, wrapping her arms around you.

She tensed up when she felt the hardness of gear under your raincoat as you lifted it, showing the gear that confirmed her answer

“What are you doing out here? Why are you wearing that?”

“Eren..he’s being summoned by the Capital and we’re going to help him escape. Jean is in his place. You know this area like the back of your hand. We need your help. I need you, Annie.” you grabbed her cold hand in yours, bringing it to your chest in desperation. “Please Annie. I need you.”

After moments of silence she quietly nodded, not shaking your hand off 

When you reconnected with Armin and them, Annie was leading you through the quiet town of Stohess

You were walking beside her, your hand brushing against hers

The trio behind you made small talk about Jean being Eren’s replacement. It was amusing to say the least, but it couldn’t calm your nerves

When the tunnel was in sight, you followed the trio as you descended down the steps then froze when you noticed Annie wasn’t following you

“Annie? What are you doing?”

“You said I needed to lead you through town.”

“You did! And we need your help underground!”

“I can’t, the deal is off.”

You stayed silent as you watched Eren and Armin interact with her. As much as you didn’t want to admit it, something was off.

“Annie,” you called out for her, walking up one step. “Why are you stopping?”

She stays silent as she stares as you, her expression changing as she let out a terrifying laugh.

Moments of banter she brings her hand up to her mouth

“Y/N!!”

A hand grabbed you by your elbow and tugged you down as a bolt of lighting hit the ground where she once stood

Fumes of smoke filled the area as you stayed at the last step, ignoring your friends call for you

You couldn’t believe her

Here she was, the female titan that murdered numerous people from the Survey Corps. Murdered friends, comrades and innocent people.

Annie from the inside stared at your heart breaking expression, her stone cold eyes softening at the glistening substance falling from your eyes

“Annie..” you whispered, taking a step back before shaking your head as you ran after the trio.

The female titan bent down and reached her hand inside the tunnel, trying her best to grab one of you, hoping its you.

Hopefully, she could talk it with you

But by the looks of it, she wasn’t going to see you again

[jumpinagain-a]

you stand in the doorway, just watching mark work. carefully reaching for equipment. a perfect simulation of muscle memory, you think. it was easy to believe; mark was the head engineer, he still existed whenever you closed your eyes.

but you don't close your eyes, instead you let a gloved hand fall on the doorframe, just enough to alert him to your presence. you gesture your head down to his project, an open invitation (if not a demand) that he tell you what he's doing. mark talks enough for the both of you, anyway. (hope this works!!)

THERE WAS A VERY SOFT NOISE. Mark looked up, and beamed. “Hello, Captain,” he greeted, happy to have company. The Captain rarely announced themself with more than the slightest things. It used to scare him — he kind of thought they got a kick out of that. He was more used to it now that they’d been around for … however long they’d been around. Time got away from you in space!

He glanced down at the mess of circuits and wires all over the floor, and then back up at the Captain. “Oh! Yeah. I’m just tweaking some stuff. See, the Computer has been having some trouble catching commands in the reactor core area. You know, with all the fwoosh spspsps fire sounds? So I was testing if the audio sensitivity was too high or too low. And then I decided to replace the audio chip entirely, so I had to make one from scratch, and then I realized the audio chip was going to be the wrong size for the new sensitivity program I wanted to implement, and then —”

He took in his workspace like it was the first time he was seeing it, and gave a rueful chuckle. “Well. I guess I let it get away from me.” He shrugged wide and easy, grinning. “Whoops! I promise I’ll have this cleaned up soon.” He turned fully to face them, eyes bright and eager. “Did you need something, Captain? Or are you just making the rounds?”

[missed-the-skeleton]

spspsp ari do you think the heaven spamton talks so much about has anything to do with the church in Hometown and what it would look like if it got dark world-ed

I honestly don’t understand Spamtom at all. And there’s close to no info of the chuch. Having that said, I think heaven is a metaphor of what he is currently going through (as in mentally). Maybe it’s connected to Jevil’s vision of being “free”. It’s highly likely that one of the places that will be dark world-ed will be the church since it’s such a great opportunity, and it’s likely that we’ll find out a lot about the character’s state there, but knowing how Toby has been so far...

I don’t think we’ll get any answers any time soon, and maybe we will never have them.

He speaks of communicating with someone and there’s a phone call that’s very sus when he’s out of it. All the beings with smiles... I dunno, man, there’s so much to uncover I don’t even know where to begin with.

[cathwritestragediesnotsins]

could i possibly have,, a mha and hq ship ajajaj (SURPRISE ME I LOVE EVERY CHARACTER) i'm an i/enfp, no gender preference, 7w6, i love music, musical theatre, studying (SHHHH it's fun if you let it be ajajajj), singing, and reading. i honestly want to be with someone who makes me a better person if that makes sense?? i want that person to build me up, you know?? i want to be the best version of myself spspsp, they definitely need to know my social cues (i literally can't say no) so they (1??)

(2/2)  -know when to say it for me, you know? they definitely need to ask me twice before agreeing because i end up doing too much and burning myself out smh 😩😩 oh and they also gotta remind me where i put my things or help me find it. and also i take 40 minute showers (and that's on losing track of time) and they gotta get used to it lmao UHALFUIAHLUIFI OKAY THAT'S ALL I LOVE YOU CATH I HOPE YOU'VE BEEN DOING GOOD!!!! TAKE CARE FKAUUAILCIUCHLAI I LOVE YOU BABES AND I HOPE YoU'VE HAD A GOOD DAY EHFEH

HELLO DEAREST YES, YOU ABSOLUTELY MAY HAVE A SHIP I HOPE THESE ARE OK!!!

Haikyu: I ship you with Tsukishima

Ok, this one was actually really hard. Like, I couldn’t decide between Saltishima, Kiyoko and Sugamama so I just went with my gut. 

You + Our salty french fry = instant OTP (just add water)

Like, obviously, y’all got them sunshine baby and unapproachable bitch vibes going on that everyone loves. And congratulations you get to be literally the only person Tsukki is soft for! (except Yami) Like, imagine, you with all your friends and ur adorable personality and him with his one friend and his god-awful personality and no one can figure out why you two are dating?? Iconic.

He just thinks you’re the cutest thing ever?? and feels an overwhelming urge to take care of you?? Ugh, yes. Where’s my partner to adore me like Tsukki would adore you?? Honestly.

And like, rest assured, he would play nice with your friends and tolerate them for your sake but you are his TOP priority so as soon as you start to feel a little worn out or run down? He be like “Fuck those bitches” and then he’s dragging you to your room to aggressively snuggle you.And trust me, he’ll know when you’re needing some support. Boy is really good at reading people and insanely attuned to your needs specifically. 

He might not always be the softest or come off as the most supportive but he makes sure you’re taken care of and that’s how he shows his love

BNHA: I ship you with Todoroki

Ok, hear me out. This might not seem like the perfect match right away but when you think about it I feel like it really does make sense. Like, you’re such a loving and caring and sweet person and that is EXACTLY what Shouto needs, like, we all know boy is touch starved and deprived of love and human connection so imagine him having a gf like you who just cherishes him?? and is so good to him?? Ah yes, so wholesome.

Not to mention, Sho can be very blunt which would be good for situations where you aren’t taking proper care of yourself. Like, someone asks you for help with something when you’re already stressed? “Sorry, She can’t. We have plans” or “Ellie needs some time to herself, please figure it out on your own or find someone else to help you”

Like, he doesn’t mean to be rude but he just gets very protective of you and wants to make sure that you’re being taken care of while you’re busy taking care of everyone else <3

Just, overall, the support is top tier. Relationship goals.

Hope you like these! Remember to take care of yourself. Ily and I hope you have an amazing dayyyyy!!!

[cok3andm3ntos]

stupid jrwi headcanons!!

Velrisa is the only one in the group that can be near and handle spiders. Its mostly bc Wee Jas likes spiders and she was taught to cherish them bc it might be a sign from her. But weirdy enough, she is absolutely terrified of the more harmless and cute bugs. Lady bugs? Butterflys? She sees one and she gone, hiding behind br’aad or taxi, mumbling about killing it bc its a ‘ freak of nature, how does something so brightly colored and with no venom survive?’

Velrisa’s scythe can turn into a cat yeah? She usually has it as a cat if she thinks she’s safe. Also his name is Sir meow meow of the Spspsp kingdom that is currently under the catnip rulers of the south. Br’aad named him.

Mountain’s wife was not a big drinker, she would go with mountain to take him home after he would get shit faced. But she would usually get water or some type of juice/cider

When sylnan and kath first met, she ended up tackling him because she saw him stealing from her mothers stand. But after seeing how he was pretty skinny and how much he was struggling she started to give him fruits to eat, but he’d always eat maybe a quarter before leaving to give the rest to br’aad

[carpedzem]

(Ok, here it is! Sorry it’s a bit ramblely. Also, you can post it if you want)

OKAY GUYS SPOILERS BELOW

Can I just say your fic is very good and I love it a lot? Like, both c!Dream and c!George are healing and working on trusting each other and becoming you know friends again, and the road is bumpy and not linear but they’re still on the road! and they’re working on communicating and it’s all written in such a realistic way? You capture their sort of awkward hopefulness really well! And it’s contrasted with c!Sapnap and c!Quackity’s relationship super well? Like yeah sure they’re talking again, but they’re not communicating and neither of them are really talking about anything. On top of that, it doesn’t seem like either of them are healing in their own right, and they’re not doing any of that rebuilding trust stuff. They’re somewhere where there’s hope of improvement, but it’s in the distance and they’re not getting any closer. That contrast between the two pairs helps it flow really well! Also, the fact that c!Dream and c!George are afraid of c!Sapnap at the end sort of hits like a gut punch in a good way, yknow? Like, they’ve both been living in fear of getting found or found out, and a good portion of that fear has been of c!Sapnap in particular, especially given his promise, and now he’s here and he has a sword and he’s talking about the promise and it’s some of their worst fears realized. The hunters, including c!Sapnap, have been this sort of lurking sort of terrifying threat for c!Dream and c!George, and it seems like at the end c!Sapnap is starting to realize this. I’m just,,, this is so good and I love it.

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DT ANON I'M HOLDING THIS SO FUCKING GENTLY I LITERALLY HAD TO TAKE A STEP BACK AWAY FROM THE COMPUTER WHEN I READ IT FOR THE FIRST TIME 😭😭😭😭 this means EVERYTHING to me, no joke, posting this story was so stressful to me I wasn't expecting this!!! Like I don't know even what to say, the fact that you read it end enjoy it is enough but this? this is everything I was hoping for and more and just 😭😭😭😭😭 thank you thank you thank you I have no words, you are analysing my story to the point I wasn't even expecting this is fav fav fav thing I'm going to print it you have made my whole week with this 😭😭😭😭 /pos pos pos pos (I haven't even posted it yet and I have this comment memorized already THANK YOU SO MUCH <3333)

I do hope you will like the last part as much! :D it's almost 10k words so we are for a ride! :DDD

spspsps quick promo if this post made you want to read the fic it's here :>

[sukirichi]

wine: ingredient 44 + sugar 7 + spice 12 for gojo satoru *slams table* thank you for feeding us kind maam

for sukirichi’s milestone event: 

the meal order : 🍷 + 44 (hate sex au) + 7 (forbidden relationship) + 12 (praising kink) your dinner has been served! also bruh LOL you’re a choso simp this is hilarious spspsps

— who are you to deny him when he only wants to worship you?

gojo satoru x fem! reader

contents/warnings: nsfw, slight angst, reader is hot girl shit, gojo long schlong, hate sex, car sex, spanking, riding gojo, slight angst, praising kink taken to a DIFFERENT LEVEL (i want to make people question the extent of their praising kink), body marking, rough sex lol it’s always rough in my stories, unedited

Your friends pushed you out of the club, all of you laughing, hands clutched around your waists as loud, drunken giggles fill in the night air. It was a wild night; your friends invited you to the club to take your mind off your stupid boyfriend. You thought you’d end up moping around, too much of a buzzkill to ever let loose because it wasn’t that easy to stop thinking about him, but even you were surprised when you started grinding with people on the dance floor just three drinks later.

The gals were more than delighted to see you enjoying your night, only dragging you out the club when you nearly shoved your tongue down another man’s throat.

Scratch that – your friends called you to hang out because you lied about having a shitty day at work. You’ve had your fair share of shitty days, but you were one of the most prominent lawyers in your firm, no one dared gave you a bad day. Your subordinates knew that if they even looked your way without your permission, you wouldn’t hesitate to dump paperwork on them, or assign them to the nastiest cases just to piss them off.

Yeah, you were sort of a bitch, but you didn’t care.

It took a lot to get where you were now. It wasn’t easy to be a woman in a male-dominated workplace and you were forced to strip your softness off, replacing it with hard armor and sharp tongue concealed under bold red lips, a tight pencil skirt that accentuated your curves, and a pair of black suede pumps.

You deserved all your success. You were smart, stunning, confident, powerful – so then why did you feel like shit around your shitty boyfriend?

The answer was loud and clear. It bothered you to no end that he wanted to keep your relationship a secret because his family was too different from yours, coming up with a shitty excuse that you were just “too different.” He never bothered explaining, and every time you confronted him about, he’d only wave his hand, distract you with those delicious and soft lips of his until you forget it over and over again.

You were okay with it at first. It wasn’t a really serious relationship; you only started dating him because you saw yourself a lot in him – confident, self-assured, maybe even a little cocky – plus, he was extremely attractive.

But the longer you spent time with him, you were beginning to fall in love.

Yes, you, the ice princess of one of the most respected law firms all over the city was beginning to soften up at a certain blue-eyed man who had magical hands.

But tonight – tonight you’d forget about him.

Your stomach was heavy with expensive liquor and you were nearly staggering on your knees, the only thing preventing you from falling were your more sober friends. The others were holding you close to keep you upright, while one of your friends moved to a quieter part of the block to call an Uber for you. Your friends were all happily married, some with children, so they couldn’t really stay out too late at night and chaperone you all the way back home.

You were well-aware you were being a bother, but fuck, couldn’t you lean on someone for just once? Sighing, you leaned closer to your warm friend, mumbling something about wanting to forget about everything you’ve been through.

“There, there,” she patted your head comfortingly, “You’ll be fine, babe, you’re a strong woman. I know you’ll get through this.”

“But I hate it,” you drunkenly admitted, lips trembling the more you thought about him, every stupid little thing about him – his soft white hair, those pretty blue eyes he always hid under shades even at night, his large, calloused hands that always felt so rough when keeping your legs open for him and you couldn’t even start talking about his cock, he was just so blessed and perfect in every little thing that you hated it. You hated him. “I don’t like this feeling,” you sniffled, “I feel like I’m being looked down on, that I’m being pushed to the side. I feel unimportant, like I’m not good enough.”

“Who said you aren’t?”

You froze in your friend’s arms, eyes meeting with those blue ones you could never get enough of. As if noticing your silence, your friend immediately covers you with her arm, glaring at your boyfriend. “Do we know you or something?”

“No,” Satoru replies coolly, brows furrowed in the state you were in. You turned away from him with a scoff, arms crossed on your chest. Why did he have to be here out of all places? Wasn’t he busy with work or whatever family shit he apparently couldn’t tell you about even though you’ve both been dating for a year and a half now? He just wasn’t giving you a break, and the hairs on your arm stood up when he said, “Not that you have to, but may I please drive Y/N home?”

“She’s not going anywhere—”

“She’s a friend of mine,” he insisted, turning to you with a pleading look in his eyes. You almost melted. Almost. “I need to talk to her about something.”

You rolled your eyes and stepped forward, your friend’s arm latching onto yours. You could tell she was worried from the way her gaze darted back and forth between you two. Satoru was, after all, clearly uninvited, and he didn’t seem like your type either. You always insisted you preferred refined man, men like his friend Nanami Kento, but alas, you were stuck dating this one instead.

“It’s fine,” you told her with a fake smile, “I’ll call you later when I get home.”

You never got to call her – simply because you didn’t make it home. The moment Satoru closed the car doors behind you, you both got into a heated argument. Satoru hated silences and always made sure the car was filled with music, but this time, he didn’t notice there weren’t any songs when you opened your mouth.

Maybe it was the alcohol, or maybe it was the anger and pent-up tension of not being able to hold him and kiss him in public like normal couples did, in addition to the fact Satoru never explained why he insisted on keeping you a secret – whatever it was, you just snapped.

“I don’t even understand why I’m still dating you!” you huffed, legs crossed on top of the other as you gazed out the window. Lips trembling, you tried so hard to not cry, especially not in front of the man who was breaking your heart. “This is hardly a relationship when I’m not free to call or text you as you please, when I can’t go out with you on dates and we’re always hanging in my apartment. I’m your girlfriend, Satoru, we’ve been together for a long time but I honestly don’t even feel like it. What the hell are we dating for then?”

Satoru clenched his teeth, his grip on the steering wheel tightening. “How many times do I have to tell you that I love you,” he said coolly, acting unbothered and unaffected as ever, but the clench in his jaw said otherwise. “If that’s not enough—”

“Of course it’s not enough!”

“I’m trying here too, okay?” Satoru slammed on the brakes and parked on a desolated spot, hands running through his hair while he breathed heavily. Once he’d calmed down, he shook his head, refusing to look you in the eye like a man. “I’m trying my best. It’s just hard. It isn’t as easy as it looks.”

“What isn’t easy as it looks? Dating me? Letting the whole world know I’m yours?” when Satoru didn’t respond, you scoffed, patience running low and thin. “You’re pathetic, Satoru. Dating you was the stupidest thing I’ve ever done, and I thought I was a smart woman.”

With a shake of your head, you slung your purse over your shoulder and reached for the car door. You were about to leave when Satoru suddenly pulled you towards him, his lips slamming into yours.  Like always, you fell into his trap, into the blissful pleasure that was his lips and his hands, and you hated it, hated him, hated him so fucking much because you were so tired of his entire existence.

You wanted to let him know he was insufferable.

You wanted him to feel the pain and misery he put you through.

“I fucking hate you,” you snarled as Satoru kept fucking into you, the entire car windows fogged and the vehicle shaking. “I wish I never met you, you asshole,” Satoru, displeased, only buries himself deeper into you, as if they would erase his mistakes and shortcomings.

Satoru’s large hands snake to your waist and onto your breasts, expertly tweaking them between his fingers. Your head fell back to the crook of his shoulder, your back pressed against his hard chest as Satoru trapped you in his strong arms, impaling you on his cock over and over again. “You’re lying,” he whispered into your neck, tongue and teeth playfully sucking at the tender flesh. His grip on your hip was bruising and possessive, and your breasts bounced fervently at how he snapped his hips upwards to feel your walls coat him and hug him tightly and warmly. “Why would you hate me, sweet girl? Don’t I always make you feel good? Don’t I remind you enough that you’re the best fucking thing ever?”

You didn’t respond right away, your breath taken away with how you could never get enough of this, of him. He was right no matter how much you denied it. Despite being terrible in everything else, Satoru knew and respected you, even admired your dominance and intelligence when other men were intimidated by it.

No, he worshipped you. He made you feel like you were a divine goddess when he tugged at your hair to tilt your cheek to him, his tongue slithering to your lips to taste himself on his tongue from when you previously busted his nut with just your mouth.

Lipsticks smeared on his cheeks and crescent moons on his pale thigh from your nails, Satoru looked wonderful beneath you like this.

He was beautiful, so damn beautiful, but it didn’t change the fact he’d put you through hell these past few weeks. 

No, it wasn’t just the past few weeks. Things were always complicated with him. He was perfect in everything else but when it came to you, he made it a mission to hide you and your relationship, changing your contact name to a totally random one “just in case.”

Your mind was confuzzled and you felt like you were on the urge of breaking apart from both his ministrations and his confusing treatment over you. Before you knew it, you were kissing him back fervently with the intensity of your hatred over this man.

Your hand reached his to guide it to rub at your clit, and Satoru, eager to make you feel good as always, happily obliged. Satoru kept bouncing you on his cock until you were too overwhelmed to speak, crying and mumbling incomprehensible words. 

Him, only him, would ever have the ability to let the sharp-tongued and intelligent woman who never bat an eye in court lose her wide vocabulary, falling apart in his arms while his long length abused your puffy lips.

“You made me feel like shit,” you finally admitted, tugging at his hair until Satoru is lowly groaning at the slight sting. But did you care? Of course you didn’t. You wanted to hurt him too.

“How so, sweet girl?”

“I can never have you the way I want,” you answered through gritted teeth, moaning out when Satoru suddenly thrusted too deep, hitting your most sensitive spot that had you quivering in his hold. “You don’t—” you gasped, “You don’t understand what I feel, how you make me feel like I’m never good enough for you. That’s the reason why you don’t want anyone else knowing, right? ‘Cause I’m not good enough for you, never gonna be good—”

Satoru didn’t let you finish your words, shutting you up with his cock instead. The vehicle shook uncontrollably with your mating sessions, and Satoru silences you by pulling at your leg to press it on his chest instead.

The sudden switch in positions had your muscles tensing and stretching, adding only to both your pleasures with the new thrown in factor of slight pain. You felt Satoru kiss your neck down to your shoulders, scraping his canines until you were absolutely lost. You gave in, you gave up, head lolling back next to his loving lips that murmured sweet nothings.

“Not true, sweet girl,” he reminded you, flattening you on his cock and making you roll your hips while you slid up and down his pole sensually. Unlike the previous pace, the slow sensation of your pussy hugging his cock with your arousal letting him slide in easily allowed you to feel every part of him, almost mind-wrecking at how good he’s able to make you feel even after such a long time of having him already.

“You’re the sexiest and most intelligent woman I’ve ever met, the best, the absolute blessing of my life, and I just want to protect you, sweet girl. You’re too precious for me to lose,” Satoru kept mumbling over and over again.

You could no longer process his words functionally, not when he’s slamming you down his length like that and burying himself in you as if he didn’t want to be anywhere else.

Satoru’s hands were still curious, appreciative and gentle as he runs his hands, dipping into all your curves and pressing into your most sensitive spots the way you liked it.

“You’re always so good for me so no, sweet girl, never gonna let you go, not when you’re so perfect for me,” Satoru eased your worries – temporarily – with his words, and you’d believe his lie, you’d fall into the same mistakes over and over again because you were just that weak and powerless when it came to him. “You’re made just for me, sweet girl, you’re the prettiest and your pussy is the prettiest – I worship you, I adore you. You’re so divine.”

You blamed it all on your ego.

He praised you so well, made you feel so good and always placed you on top of the world when he’s inside you like this. Even if you knew he’d knock you down the pedestal just hours later, you opened your doors for him all over again.

Satoru knew this too, because he rammed inside your walls and ruined everything that you held firm beliefs in, his large hands smacking your ass to urge you to bounce on him like you weren’t made for any other purpose than to be the woman he adored.

You lied to yourself – you always did – but did you care? So what if you couldn’t be the one he really loved? What did it all matter when you were the one he worshipped?

For the sake of the praise and the compliments, you’d let him fuck you and play with your heart over and over again. It was a toxic routine you’d never get tired of, and you no longer complained, forgetting about everything he’d done and every heartbreak he caused you because he was there, whispering into your ears how good you made him feel and how you were the only one made to take him, and you didn’t care. Not anymore – not when you were worshipped.

[sukirichi]

もしもし！I hope you're fine and better now, please get a lot of rest and stay healthy. I just came from binge reading (did I use the word correctly?) your fics, and can't get over the "aunt Suki is now back as Naoya's trophy wife" in your father!Megumi fic. Although this is late but I want to help you smile.

I don't know if tsundere Naoya is a thing, but I thought of him having a slight tsundere side, not the blushy type but a teeny tiny almost non existent soft side type.

Naoya who's pride is higher than a 50m wall, he has a reputation to uphold and it all crumbles down in your shared bedroom. In the middle of the night, aunt Suki woke up to hear grumbling and growling and also maybe the feeling of combing and braiding of your locks.

You think your husband is summoning demons and curses upon you only to catch upon his complaints about his work and being tired.

He didn't want anyone seeing him complain and tired from work, not even you, his wife. So, seeing you awake surprised him, he expected you to be asleep or was he too loud.

As prideful he is, the man might just need some pat on the head or a thank you for working so hard. Though a pat in the head might not be good idea, so you retorted in thanking him and maybe offering him a massage or lullaby to help him calm down.

He might just tell you, "You should be so you better do your work as a wife properly." and then lays down with his back towards you, unable to face you in this weak state of his. Physical affection might not be his thing, so you retorted into patting or stroking his back.

I'm horrible at giving ideas and descriptions but I hope this will at least make your day. ♡*｡.🐙.｡*♡

Lots of love for you! 💕

MY BABY HELLOOOO IM SORRY I TOOK SO LONG TO RESPOND TO THIS, I JUST WANTED TO WRITE MY RESPONSE ON LAPTOP WHERE I CAN TYPE BETTER SPSPSPS BUT LIKE IM NOT KIDDING YOU, I READ THIS SO MANY TIMES - WHEN I WAKE UP, BEFORE I SLEEP - THIS NEVER FAILS TO PUT A SMILE ON MY FACE AND THIS MADE ME SO HAPPY THANK YOU SO MUCH BLESS YOUR EXISTENCE WHAT DID I DO TO DESERVE YOUR SWEET KIND SELF CMERE LEMME GIVE YOU ALL THE KITHESSSS

TSUNDERE NAOYA!!! IM LEVITATING WEEEEE

AND OMG YES I CAN PICTURE THIS SO WELL, TSUNDERE NAOYA WHO KEEPS GRUMBLING UNDER HIS BREATH AND FINDS COMFORT IN BRUSHING HIS WIFE’S HAIR AND JUST COMPLAINING ABOUT ELDERS AND SHIZ BUT WHEN WIFE WAKES UP HE JUST GOES “HMPH” AND ACTS LIKE NOTHING HAPPENED LIKE DUDE PLEASE NAOYA JUST NEEDS LOVE AND I HAVE SO MUCH OF THAT TO GIVE TO HIM AND OMG NAOYA WONDERING IF HE WAS TOO LOUD AND IMMEDIATELY SHUTTING UP UGHHH MY HEART IS GOING DOKI DOKIIII PLEASEEEE

DUDE DUDE OKAY!! HEAD PATS WITH NAOYA AND LULLABIES?! HES GONNA ACT LIKE HE HATES IT BUT DEEP DOWN HE LOVES THEM AND IF YOU GIVE HIM HEAD PATS HES LIKE HOW DARE YOU, I AM A MAN, BUT IF YOU KISS HIM HE MELTS AND HE GOES, “...do that again...or else...” UGH FRICK CAN YOU TELL I LOVE HIM WITH MY WHOLE SELF?!

“He might just tell you, "You should be so you better do your work as a wife properly." and then lays down with his back towards you, unable to face you in this weak state of his. Physical affection might not be his thing, so you retorted into patting or stroking his back.” 

I LOVED THIS SM YOU HAVE NO IDEA, NAOYA BEING TSUN TSUN GIVES ME LIFEEEEE LIKE HES GONNA PRETEND HE HATES YOU BUT IS 100% A SIMP ANYWAY, I SAID WHAT I SAID! NAOYA LOVES HIS WIFE LMFAOOOO. and omg naoya turning with his back just screams “i need hugs” AND WHO AM I TO SAY NO TO THAT?! AS HIS WIFE, ITS MY JOB TO LOVE HIM AND THAT I WILL! yes i do think physical affection isn’t his thing not because he hates it but i think he’s just not used to it? like people serve him and act so careful with him that he’s just not used to being held so lovingly but URGHH NAOYA I WOULD BE YOUR CUDDLE BUDDY EVEN THO I HATE BEING TOUCHED TOO, I’D DO ANYTHING FOR YOU NAOYA BAEEEE! AND STROKING NAOYA’S BACK WOULD MAKE HIM FEEL SO UWU BECAUSE HE FEELS SAFE AND COMFORTED AND POOR BB JUST NEEDS A BREAK 

YES YES THIS DEFINITELY MADE MY DAY AND WILL CONTINUE TO MAKE MY ENTIRE WEEK, MAYBE MONTH, HELL I’LL HAVE THIS TATTOOED ON MY THIGHS SPSPSPSP THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THIS NONNIE, I LOVED EVERY SINGLE PART OF IT THANK YOU SO MUCHHH I LOVE YOU! LOTS OF LOVE FOR YOU AS WELL BB!!! PLEASE DO COME BY AGAIN, I WANT TO SHOWER YOU WITH MORE LOVE THIS TIME AROUND OMG I TREASURE YOU SPSPSPSP

[sukirichi]

going with the naoya respecting toji ask..

i feel like naoya in a way looks up to toji i’m not sure if you’ve seen fruits basket but i have a feeling that their dynamic is kind of like Yuki and Kyo’s

(if you haven’t seen it here’s a brief summary on their duo, Kyo was excluded from his clan and Yuki was praised within the members of the clan and was always seen as perfect while everyone saw Kyo as the “problem child” and growing up both Yuki and Kyo wished they were in eachothers shoes”)

i’m not sure if toji left the clan but if he did i feel like naoya envies and admires the fact that he did, hopefully gege gives us a backstory on both of them some time soon tho!

SPSPSPS I LOVE FRUITS BASKET REEEE IM A HUGE SHIGURE SIMP LIKE TBH I NEVER NOTICED HIM BEFORE BUT WHEN I FOUND OUT HE HAD A THING WITH AKITO HIS SEXINESS INCREASED LIKE 10000% or idk maybe i just like toxic men :((( NO BUT I LOVE HATORI TOO BRRRR omg yes it could be like yuki and kyo’s! lemme guess kyo is toji cause he’s more OP LMFAO and now that i think about it, that could happen! but aww it would make me sad if toji hates himself for not having sorcerer powers like naoya because toji is already perfect HURRR and naoya wishing he could be as strong as toji *strokes his hair* bb you’re doing great already, i love you! YES TOJI LEFT THE CLAN - OR WAS HE KICKED OUT? *scratches head in confusion* YES YES OMGGG YES I NEED A BACKSTORY OF NAOYA JUST TO SEE IF HE’S REDEEMABLE BUT IF HE AINT I STILL SIMP!! also yo....toji backstory...i would LIVE for that

[sukirichi]

Oooof embarassing...... posted this ask to Tee >< welp, now you know where I came from xD anywho...

EYYYY!!!! Can I order a Breakfast with wine - ingredient 5 + sugar 5 + spice (i don't know if virgin is acceptable. If not then 12 :3) for Megumi

Thank you!

(Hopefully I didn't fuck up this time! Tee you still have a beautiful face)

I love you, you also have a beautiful face, and I hope you have a good day!

lmfao its all good nonnie! i actually worked on your request for days and listened to mafia playlists for such a long time just to get in the mood, but i have been STARING at my doc for days and I still can’t finish it, I’m so sorry! I’m just going to tell you how I planned it to go! okay, so originally I was going to make megumi the kidnapper and the reader was the heir of some huge company that was secretly doing illegal things and got involved with toji and broke a deal. so in turn, megumi was ordered to kidnap reader and there’s LOTS of hate especially because she’s trying to break free, but there’s some undeniable chemistry there too. but then i changed the story a little bit,,,made Megumi the heir of Toji’s mafia or something, and Megumi was sent on a mission a year ago to protect their bases from being taken down by the police, and it just so happened reader’s parents were one of the people working that day. 

so then reader...she’s actually a prodigal agent. she’s smart, strong, skilled and considered a secret weapon of the national police agency or whatever, or let’s make it cooler and make her a spy. she enrolled into university and befriended megumi, the both of them with concealed identities trying to live a normal life, but she’s actually on a mission to kill him and take down their entire empire. but you know...things happen, they’re attracted to one another despite the clear hatred, and maybe, JUST MAYBE, both of them are softening up. reader finds out that megumi wasn’t actually the one who was on mission where her parents died and he never wanted to be involved in all the gangly stuff. it leaves reader confused because she’s actually hellbent on having her revenge, but now she doesn’t know what to do. i plan that she just goes “fuck it” and breaks all his restraints, tells him to go before her bosses found him and she’ll just make up a lie that she “lost” him or whatever. but as he’s escaping, she doesn’t know that her bosses were watching the whole time and she’s considered a traitor. MEANWHILE, megumi’s family and fellow mafia friends finally found him and they’re stuck in the crossfire. they still think reader is trying to kill him so megumi fights back against her people, but she doesn’t want that because they’re still technically the heroes of the country and people like megumi are considered as scum. it’s supposed to be a little tragic tbh...no one’s going to die, but both of them can’t reject their sides too and completely betray who they’ve been loyal to, so it’s more of a game of cat and mouse on who can kill who first. i even imagine that sometime in the future they meet again, guns pointed at each other and whatnot, and the last line would be, “Any last words?”

“Yeah. I’m glad you’re doing good.”

PRETTY CORNY BUT SPSPSPS I DONT HAVE ANY OTHER BETTER IDEAS but anyways thank you so much for the request and once again, I apologize I am unable to complete this! Have a nice day!

[sukirichi]

in reply to this

if you go back to the chapter where Maki goes to the weapon shed, we see their mom say something along the lines of "why won't you do something that makes me proud". i personally feel like it's her shot at keeping her daughter from facing Ogi... like, maybe she thought it'd work. we never know if Ogi could actually hear them talking and (based on how canon naoya sees women, we can assume that the clan thinks the same) there would be punishment for talking softly and worriedly towards their children who Ogi sees as the only reason he didn't become clan head. I'd like to think that similar to how Maki talks with Mai in a way that picks at her and annoys her but actually really loves and cares for her, their mom could also just want the best for them—which will happen (in her eyes) if the twins just give up and submit to the "hierarchy" or their clan.

and yes!!! Naoya's "last words" wasn't a curse directed at Maki!! He actually screams about how he can't control his cursed energy!!

omg the zen’in clan is so messed up 💀 oh i see where you’re coming from, it could be that way too but that is a very...odd way of wanting the best for your children. either way, i’m gonna be petty and still cancel the mom bcos of what she did to naoya 😭 i’m devastated so excuse me lmao 😭 AHHH WHAT DOES HE MEAN BY HE CAN’T CONTROL HIS CURSED ENERGY? DOES IT HAVE A SECOND OR HIDDEN MESSAGE OR MEANING PERHAPS? Is it a bad thing if he can’t control it?

also spspsps the more i think about this the more i remember how pained he looked and i am so broken lmao