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that-gay-guy-from-hell · 1 year ago

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Wanting: Nero x G/N Reader

Smut/adult stuff MINORS GO AWAY LEAVE THIS PLACE AND GO READ SOMETHING ELSE >:[ Thanks! :))

SUMMARY: While you are gone, Nero gets well acquainted with your new room.

BEGINNING NOTES: 🛏️Perverse/Horny Nero x G/N Reader 🧸Un-established relationship 🛏️Nero (pillow) masturbation 🧸Mentioned reader masturbation; implied bottom--or at least likes to have things “inside” (that sounds horrible lmao, you’ll see what I mean) 🛏️Nero’s scent kink is really strong here 🧸Nero and the reader just moved into a house together; as “roommates”.

Nero bit his lip in excitement as he stared into the room. He knew that this was obscenely perverted; that this would undoubtedly get him in trouble but he couldn’t resist. With a slow lean back out of the doorway, he looked to his left then his right, surveying the hallway. You weren’t home--you weren't going to be for another few hours, but he couldn’t be too cautious. What if you came home and saw what he was doing? You’d most definitely move out and, probably, beat the living hell out of him for this.

But the unyielding flame inside him was overwhelming and he couldn’t help-- no, he needed to satiate this lewd hunger building inside him.

The young hunter walked into your partially unpacked room. It had only been six days since the two of you had begun to move in and you had been rather busy with contracts lately; leaving Nero to do most of the sprucing up of the cozy abode. As he stood over your bed his teeth pierced through his lower lip and his own blood began to fill his mouth and dribble down his chin. Slowly he began to palm his growing excitement. His eyes fluttered shut as he took a deep breath, replaying last night’s events in his mind.

The quiet mewls of your erotic delight were followed by the soft squishing wet sounds of whatever toy or fingers you had been using. On the other side of the wall was the living space, the place Nero was currently painting. He couldn’t help but listen in, placing his ear flush against the unpainted surface. His cock was hard as ever and he touched himself in rhythm with your own playtime, listening to the bed creak from your rapid movements.

The sounds of your unintelligible gibberish when you encroached on your orgasm. Your muffled whimpering cry as you reached your peak pushed Nero over the edge causing him to make a mess all over his hand and jeans. As he stared at the fluid that decorated his own skin he couldn’t help but yearn for it to be your skin instead or, better yet, to be inside you. As quick as possible, he scrambled to the bathroom to clean his hand and then scurried off to his room to get new pants. When you asked why he changed clothes, he simply claimed to have “spilled paint” on himself; unable to even look you in the eye without risking getting hard.

Admittedly this wasn’t the first time Nero had done something like this; something so unspeakably immoral and filthy. The young man has stolen your clothes so many times that he’s forgotten how much he’s soiled with his lust.

At first, it was an accident. You'd come over to his previous home--a small one-bedroom apartment--and you’d left your lightweight hoodie on the couch. Nero picked it up and was going to place it by the door, so he could take it back in the morning but he stopped. Without thinking he put the fabric up to his nose and took a slow deep inhale, a dangerous smell of your soap and a light smell of sweat lingered on the coat. Your scent drives him up the wall usually but within the privacy of his own home, it did so much more. For a brief moment, he realized what he was doing was weird but that quickly passed. Nero didn't even leave the living room before he had his dick out and was beating it, your hoodie still held up to his face.

Right before he finished, laid it on the couch, and came on it, fantasizing that it was you. The young man had never cum so hard in his life; which was then surprisingly followed by a few more rounds all of which were layered upon the soiled jacket. After a much-needed wash, he returned it to you. He remembers the guilty arousal he got when he watched you put it on, knowing he'd splattered it senseless.

Nero opened his eyes and took a deep breath, calming himself. When he remembers that first time, he ends up getting overly excited and cumming way too fast. Taking a short break from groping himself, he unhurriedly walked over to a shirt you'd discarded on the floor and picked it up.

The teal devil held the fabric to his nose and moaned lowly, this only added more fuel to the out-of-control lust within him. He wants you. He needs you.

A growl of frustration came from his throat as he returned to your bed. Quickly, he grabbed your body pillow and slid your shirt over it. Then he mounted your bed, hips straddling the plush-filled fabric. All the while he was imagining it was you instead.

He put the hemline of his shirt into his mouth and unbuttoned his jeans. A small shake appeared in his hands as he closed his eyes and slowly palmed his cock tent. In his mind, he was imagining all the perverse things he’d do to you if only given the chance to. As he pulled down his boxers, he finally let go of his lower lip and let out a low groan.

Bit by bit, he leaned down onto the pillow and wrapped his arms around it. Sluggish languid motions pushed his throbbing cock into the fabric. His eyes fluttered shut again as he took a deep inhale making his arms tighten further around the object. Although he had only just started, he already had pre-cum dribbling from his cock and was smearing it against your inanimate sleeping companion. The idea that this very pillow he’s grinding against is one that bore witness and was right beside you during your playtime only made him want to slam against it harder.

Nero attempted to pick up the pace but found his jeans blocked said movement. Irritated, he got up off the bed and slid them off, and decided he might as well take everything off. Once repositioned on the bed, he leaned down and kissed the fabric. Nuzzling his head into his he began to thrust into it again.

He laid on his side and wrapped his arms and legs around the pillow, grinding harder and quicker. Nero’s nails dug into the shirt’s fabric, unknowingly tearing it. Loud unfiltered moans and grunts came from the teal devil as he buried himself deeper into the fabric.

Carefully he bit into the fabric and began to chew on it slightly. His legs tightened even further, wrapping as tightly as they could. As his thrusts began to speed up, he found himself moaning your name; calling out for you. He turned over and pinned the pillow beneath him, sliding in a flat kneel--his inner thighs hitting the mattress and object of his lust.

He laid his head against the side of it, acting as if it were your head, as his pace became brutal. Another pathetically desperate round of moans came from him, grasping at the cotton-filled fabric that he wished were you instead. As he felt himself coming to his peak, he moved his head and placed his forehead where he envisioned yours to be.

A very finite amount of sweat decorated his body and brow, making his hair flatten a bit and stick to his skin. He felt as if his body were on fire and felt something much more feral fill his limbs as he fucked into the captive fabric. Nero had a strong urge to Trigger--to really let himself go and to ruin the plush; but he fought it, knowing that you’d find out if he did.

He let out a few sputtering heavy breaths and grunts as he shot his load against both the pillow and your shirt. His breath hitched as he felt his cock twitch in sinful released delight. Several ropes of thick cum spurted onto the pillow and shirt as he gently played with his tip to ride his high just a little longer. A small content sigh left his lips as he placed a gentle kiss against the pillow and smiled. As he leaned upwards, his breathing was heavy and he realized he was still rock hard, standing at attention.

“N-Nero?!”

A sudden hot mortified feeling encompassed his face. Nero should've covered himself up-- should've apologized-- should've done something-- but he just sat there, frozen, staring at the wrinkled and tainted pillow beneath him. Completely petrified.

You swallowed hard as an odd lust began to creep into your mind. Nero and you were both frozen at the situation. Admittedly, you wanted to be mad; to be upset that you leave for an hour and come home to find Nero cumming on your bed. However, you couldn’t bring yourself to--at least, not right now. Right now all you could think about was joining the still-aroused devil.

A small smirk pulled at your lips as you strode towards him, a small sway in your hips, and a certain heavy-lidded look in your eyes. Nero’s eyes slowly panned up to meet yours. Your smirk widened as you watched his cock twitch from your approach.

Once at your bedside, you placed a hand on the far side of his face and turned him towards you. Nero’s lips were slightly parted and he went to speak but was quickly cut off by you placing your lips on top of his. The kiss was slow and passionate, you made sure that your intention was crystal clear as he moved his body to face yours. As you split apart from the kiss, you placed your hand around his burning dick, earning a surprised half-grunt half-moan from the red-faced young man.

Still touching foreheads, you whispered against his lips, "You're quite the pervert; aren't you?"

He swallowed hard and began to panic, "I'm sorry, I---"

"Shh shh shh," your hand began to move in slow languid motions, earning another one of the sweet noises from the devil, "Don't apologize," you kissed him longingly, biting his lower blood-stained lip as you pulled your lips away again, "Next time just ask before you go and fuck my pillows," you leaned back and ran you hand slowly up his torso, resting it on the back of his neck, "Now, be a good boy," you leaned back in and placed a kiss on the side of his neck, feeling him tremble beneath you, "and show me what you have been wanting to do."

Nero let out a shuddering breath and a very quiet "oh", feeling a chill run up his spine. It took a moment for him to recompose himself as he felt you place very soft kisses against his neck.

When he was grounded back in reality, he flipped you over and pinned you underneath him. He returned the favor and began to run soft sweet kisses along your body. At the base of the side of your neck, mimicking the spot you’d been on him, Nero bit down hard. You arched into him and let out a low sharp gasping moan at the unexpectedly harsh move, feeling his teeth gently work a dark mark into your skin.

After he was satisfied with the severity of the mark, Nero whispered to you in a husky sultry low voice, tickling the tender skin with his heavy hot breaths, "I hope you’re up for a long night…” He placed a long kiss against the side of your jaw, nipping at it slightly, “You won't remember your name when I'm done with you."

ENDING NOTES: I am probably going to do the same type of situation using Dante; he also seems like the type to do this kind of thing. It might be using a teddy bear or something though, idk. Regardless, this won’t be for some time. Currently, as of posting this and not counting this fic, I have 13 WIPs + 11 Requests (If you are wondering why the requests are still not open this is why lmao). 🛏️🧸🛏️

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namelessalessandra · 2 years ago

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The song to my heart

Lando Norris x Reader

Sintesi: tu e Lando siete amici da un po’ ma cosa succede durante una serata elegante a cantare al karaoke?

Warnings: Nessuno a parte Lando in camicia 🥵

Vi ricordo che potete preordinare il mio libro cliccando qui: Bounded Souls ✨

-Potresti chiudermi il vestito?- domando a Pietra che dietro di me si aggiusta i capelli. Appoggia la spazzola sul mobile e si gira velocemente verso di me con un sorriso.

-stai benissimo!- commenta dopo aver chiuso la zip. Mi sistemo i capelli sulle spalle e mi giro verso di lei col cuore in gola. Abbozzo un sorriso. È una semplice uscita, saremo io, lei, Max e Lando, ma abbiamo deciso di fare le cose in grande e prepararci per bene così ho indossato il mio ultimo acquisto: un abito nero di seta, lungo fino a poco sopra al ginocchio, e sul corpetto dei brillantini argentati coprono le cuciture del busto impreziosendo il tutto. Ho abbinato delle calze coi brillantini, una borsa argentata e un paio di tacchi neri con dei fiocchi sul davanti fatti con dei brillantini simili a quelli dell'abito.

-Anche tu stai molto bene- rispondo ammirandola. Lei ha optato per un abito rosso con lo spacco sul lato destro della gonna. Ha arricciato i lunghi capelli biondi e ha messo un rossetto dello stesso colore dell'abito.

-quale borsa pensi dovrei abbinare?- domanda poi prendendo due borsette per farmele vedere. Una è nera, molto semplice, la seconda è dorata ricoperta di brillantini. Indico la seconda senza esitare e lei ridacchia.

-Non sarò l'unica piena di brillantini questa sera- scherzo scrollando le spalle e lei annuisce d'accordo. Veniamo interrotte dalla voce di Max che chiama Pietra e lei lo raggiunge. Io ne approfitto per dedicarmi al mio trucco, che ho deciso di tenere leggero e sui toni del nude. Quando la bionda torna io sono pronta così le lascio lo spazio per finire di prepararsi e mi spruzzo un po' di profumo prima di raggiungere Max e Lando nell'altra stanza.

-Hey ragazzi- li richiamo per avere la loro attenzione prima di fare una piroetta. Max è in live ma si gira comunque verso di me e sorride fischiando.

-Stai benissimo (Y/N)!- esclama ma ben presto torna a guardare la sua live. Ancora non si è vestito così alzo gli occhi al cielo. Vedo Lando alzarsi dal letto su cui stava e venirmi vicino. Indossa una camicia nera leggermente aperta sul petto, da cui spunta una collana argentata, e dei pantaloni neri. Mi sorride e sento le guance scaldarsi. Ho una cotta per lui da un po' di tempo. Ci siamo conosciuti grazie a Pietra, quando ha iniziato a frequentare Max mi portava sempre con loro e lo stesso vale per Lando, così siamo diventati amici. Solo che col tempo ho iniziato a prestare attenzione alle sue attenzioni, ai suoi modi, alla bella persona che è, e mi sono innamorata di lui. Pietra ne è a conoscenza, ma non so se Max o il diretto interessato lo abbiamo capito.

-Sei bellissima, tesoro- commenta lasciando vagare lo sguardo lungo tutto il mio corpo. Sorrido sporgendomi per baciargli una guancia. Nonostante i tacchi sono un paio di centimetri più bassa di lui. Lando sposta le mani sui miei fianchi e sento quanto sono calde tramite la stoffa leggera dell'abito.

-Anche tu stai molto bene- mi complimento subito dopo, ma veniamo interrotti da Max che ride prima di girarsi verso di noi.

-Nella chat dicono che sareste una bella coppia- ci prende in giro. Io sgrano gli occhi e sono sicura che sto arrossendo ancora di più. Lando sorride, anche lui imbarazzato, e si allontana da me.

-Vai a prepararti, invece di dare fastidio- lo sgrida, io mi affretto ad allontanarmi dalla zona ripresa dalla videocamera e sedermi sul letto.

-Prendi il mio posto? Stavo finendo una partita- domanda Max alzandosi dalla sedia, Lando prende il suo posto e lo fa andare via. Io me ne sto al telefono mentre Lando finisce la partita iniziata da Max, e il silenzio regna per un po'.

-(Y/N), tesoro, perché non vieni anche tu qui?- domanda il pilota di punto in bianco. Mi giro a guardarlo con occhi sgranati. Lui mi sta guardando in attesa ma io scuoto la testa.

-No, Lando. Sai che non è il caso- provo a rifiutare ma lui sposta la sedia per girarsi verso di me e mi porge una mano.

-Andiamo, intratteniamo i fan di Max mentre lui non c'è! Diremo tante cose brutte su di lui- insiste e così io cedo. Mi alzo e lo raggiungo, lui picchietta sulla sua gamba. Non è la prima volta che mi siedo sulle sue gambe, dato che sin dal primo momento Lando mi ha fatta sentire a mio agio, ma farlo davanti ad una telecamera e a milioni di persone mi mette un po' a disagio. Mi siedo lentamente, facendo attenzione a tenere il mio peso sui miei piedi e non si di lui.

-Rilassati, va tutto bene- mi sussurra nell'orecchio e sposta una mano sul mio fianco accarezzandolo con delicatezza. Mi sistemo meglio su di lui mettendomi comoda, gli circondo le spalle con un braccio per tenermi in equilibrio e lui mi bacia una guancia.

-Il tuo profumo è buonissimo- commenta facendomi sorridere, mi giro verso lo schermo per guardare i commenti nella chat. Molti fanno domande a Lando riguardo la prossima gara, alcuni chiedono cosa faremo così eleganti e altri ancora ci chiedono se stiamo insieme. Sento Lando leggere una delle domande sottovoce, mentre distrattamente mi accarezza ancora un fianco.

-Andiamo a mangiare fuori, ma nulla di importante. Ci siamo vestiti eleganti perché lei e Pietra ci hanno costretti- scherza Lando indicandomi con la mano che non tiene sul mio fianco. Io scoppio a ridere guardandolo e mi giro subito verso lo schermo.

-Abbiamo solo approfittato della cosa, ragazzi loro sono più felici di noi di vestirsi eleganti- ribatto annuendo con la testa per dare più credibilità alle mie parole. Lando mi solletica il fianco che prima accarezzava ed io scoppio a ridere dimenandomi su di lui. Sto per scivolare, perciò si ferma subito e mi stringe dai fianchi stabilizzandomi. La mia risata si calma e mi risistemo su di lui.

-Siete troppo carini insieme, sicuri di non essere una coppia?- la domanda viene letta da Lando proprio in quel momento ed io sgrano gli occhi scioccata. Sento di nuovo le guance calde e mi guardo nello schermo. Sto arrossendo. Lando sorride malizioso guardandomi dal video.

-Eccomi! Possiamo chiudere la live!- Max interrompe il momento entrando dalla porta e sospiro di sollievo.

-Non stiamo insieme ragazzi, siamo solo amici- sento il cuore sprofondare fino allo stomaco alle parole di Lando, ma mi costringo a sorridere e annuire con la testa per dargli ragione. Mi alzo dalle sue gambe e lascio che loro chiudano la live mentre infilo il mio blazer. È nero come il vestito e dei brillantini argentati sono sparsi qua e là. Quando i ragazzi ci raggiungono, usciamo tutti insieme e saliamo in auto diretti verso il locale.

Un pub con la zona karaoke, dei tavoli rotondi sono sparsi per la sala ed è quasi tutto pieno. Appena la porta si chiude dietro di noi il calore mi avvolge, sento Lando appoggiare una mano sulla mia schiena mentre si sporge verso di me

-che ne pensi, ti piace?- domanda al mio orecchio, io annuisco con la testa prima di dedicargli un'occhiata. Gli sorrido e lui ricambia. Max, che ha prenotato, parla col cameriere e ci fa portare verso il nostro tavolo. Io e Pietra prendiamo posto tra i due ragazzi, Max si siede accanto a lei e Lando accanto a me.

-Ti aiuto?- domanda il pilota quando mi vede provare a togliere la giacca, senza aspettare una mia risposta si alza e me la sfila dalle spalle. I capelli mi scivolano intorno al viso mentre lo ringrazio. Lando sistema la giacca sulla sedia per me e poi riprende posto. Pietra e Max stanno dividendo un menù per decidere cosa ordinare così ne prendo uno anche io. Lascio scorrere lo sguardo su tutti i piatti disponibili, indecisa.

-Tu sai già cosa ordinare?- la voce di Lando mi distrae dai miei ragionamenti, mi accorgo che si è spostato verso di me e mi parla all'orecchio. Scuoto la testa mentre qualcuno sale sul palco per cantare.

-No, e tu?- domando sottovoce, con un dito mi indica un piatto che sembra molto allettante

-anche se questo sembra molto buono- commenta poi indicandone un altro, così decido di togliere ogni dubbio

-se ti va posso ordinarlo io e ce li dividiamo?- chiedo distogliendo gli occhi dal foglio per guardarlo. Lui annuisce tornando a sedersi normalmente e quando arriva il cameriere diamo i nostri ordini. Max e Lando iniziano una conversazione subito dopo, così io e Pietra facciamo lo stesso, e quando il ragazzo al mio fianco si sporge verso Max per dire qualcosa sento la sua mano appoggiarsi sulla mia gamba. Perdo un battito e il mio cuore sale in gola. Poi mi ricordo le sue parole alla fine della live e mi costringo a non farmi strane idee. Pietra nota il gesto del pilota e mi guarda provando a nascondere un sorriso. Vorrei dirle di non lasciarsi ingannare, che Lando non mi vede come io vedo lui, ma non è il caso di farlo quando lui è così vicino. Max scoppia a ridere e Lando si appoggia con la schiena alla sedia ma senza togliere la mano dalla mia gamba.

-Che ne dite di cantare?- domanda Pietra per farci coinvolgere nella conversazione, Max si allunga a baciarle una tempia dicendole che è un'ottima idea e lei subito riprende a parlare: -ho un'idea! Facciamo dei duetti! Io e Max canteremo una canzone e tu, (Y/N), canterai con Lando! Facciamo dei video e lasciamo che siano i follower di Instagram a decidere i vincitori!- propone. La sua idea fa subito annuire i ragazzi che iniziano a prendersi in giro a vicenda. I nostri ordini arrivano e nel frattempo Lando e Pietra vanno a mettere i nostri nomi in fila per il karaoke.

-Va tutto bene?- mi domanda Max dato che siamo da soli, io mi giro verso di lui e annuisco. Non posso certo dirgli che il suo migliore amico mi toglie il fiato da tutta la serata?

-Sì, solo un po' nervosa per il karaoke. Non mi piace cantare davanti alla gente- scherzo e lui ride annuendo con la testa.

-Per tua fortuna Lando è bravo ad attirare l'attenzione, anche se facessi la peggior figuraccia lui troverebbe il modo di non farti sentire in imbarazzo- prova a rassicurarmi ed io annuisco d'accordo. I due tornano al tavolo e così ci dedichiamo a mangiare. Facciamo alcune foto e qualche video, ma per il resto ci godiamo la serata chiacchierando. Quando arriva il nostro turno al karaoke, Lando mi prende una mano portandomi verso il palco. Prendiamo i nostri microfoni mentre sento le prime note della canzone scelta da Lando. Non posso fare a meno di ridere. Friday di Riton inizia e Lando canta il ritornello. Pietra alza il telefono per fare il video e così avvicino il microfono alle labbra per cantare la strofa. Appena sente la mia voce, Lando sgrana gli occhi sorpreso, ma poi subito torna a muoversi e battere le mani a tempo.

Lando ed io ci muoviamo per il piccolo palco, mi prende una mano e mi fa girare mentre canta il ritornello. Ci divertiamo come due pazzi e tutti i presenti nella sala cantano con noi o battono le mani a tempo. Alla fine del brano Lando mi prende una mano intrecciando le nostre dita e poi le alza in alto come se avessimo vinto un premio. Ci inchiniamo verso il pubblico e poi torniamo al nostro tavolo.

-(Y/N) non sapevo cantassi così bene!- Max esclama appena arriviamo, io rido per nascondere l'imbarazzo

-vero! Vi stracceremo ragazzi!- esclama Lando ancora divertito per la canzone. Max e Pietra fanno il loro duetto e, come la mia amica ha fatto per noi, alzo il telefono per riprenderli.

-Non ci batteranno mai- la voce di Lando risuona alla fine del brano mentre termino il video. Scoppio a ridere guardandolo e gli do ragione. Pietra posta entrambi i nostri video e fa partire la gara, nel frattempo ci godiamo il resto della cena.

Quando la serata finisce ed usciamo dal locale, l'aria fuori è diventata più fredda. Mi stringo nel blazer circondandomi i fianchi con le braccia. Pietra mi avvolge un braccio sulle spalle

-ti sei divertita?- domanda felice, io annuisco appoggiandomi contro di lei e camminiamo insieme. Max e Lando poco più avanti parlano tra di loro.

-Non ha distolto lo sguardo da te neanche per un secondo- commenta la mia amica sottovoce, riferita ovviamente a Lando. Io sospiro, vorrei così tanto credere alle sue parole, ma la frase alla fine della live ancora mi risuona in testa. Le racconto tutto sottovoce per non farmi sentire dai ragazzi dato che sono molto vicini.

-È solo un idiota, è uomo. Loro hanno bisogno di tempo per capire le cose- mormora divertita e mi lascia andare perché siamo arrivate alla macchina.

-Ti fermi da noi a dormire?- domanda sempre la bionda, verso di me, quando siamo saliti ma io scuoto la testa.

-No, non ho neanche un cambio- rispondo, al che lei si limita ad annuire.

-L'accompagno io a casa. Dopo aver lasciato voi, ovvio. Così avrete il vostro tempo per fare cose che non voglio sentire- scherza Lando guadagnandosi dei rimproveri colmi d'imbarazzo da parte della bionda. Max guida fino a casa loro e poi lascia le chiavi dell'auto all'amico. Saluto entrambi e prendo posto accanto a Lando che subito accende i riscaldamenti e mette in moto.

-Ti sei divertita?- domanda, credo più per fare conversazione che altro. Annuisco sistemandomi contro il sedile e sbadiglio.

-Molto, e tu?- domando subito, Lando mi lancia un'occhiata per poi tornare subito a guardare la strada. Sorride

-sì, anche se c'è una cosa che avrei cambiato volentieri- risponde muovendo un po' le mani sul volante. Sembrerebbe quasi a disagio. Aggrotto la fronte, confusa.

-E cosa? Il cibo? Non ti è piaciuto?- domando preoccupata, lui scuote la testa

-no, non il cibo- si affretta a rispondere, frena ad un semaforo e mi guarda di nuovo. Fa un respiro profondo.

-Noi due- dice poi e, per la seconda volta in una serata, il mio cuore si spezza. Il semaforo torna verde e Lando riparte solo per svoltare e frenare sotto casa mia. Mi affretto ad aprire lo sportello senza guardarlo perché scoppierei a piangere, sento già gli occhi pizzicare.

-(Y/N)- Lando mi richiama quando sto per scendere. Mi fermo ma non mi giro. Lo sportello per metà aperto.

-Mi spiace se volevi ci fosse qualcun'altra al mio posto. Magari la prossima volta potrai invitarla prima che Pietra e Max lo chiedano a me, così non vi darò fastidio- la mia voce si spezza alla fine della frase e mi darei uno schiaffo da sola.

-Cosa?- Lando domanda confuso, scendo dall'auto velocemente per evitare di umiliarmi ancora di più e cammino svelta verso la porta di casa. Frugo nella borsetta per prendere le chiavi ma scivola per terra, così mi abbasso per riprenderla. È allora che la mano di Lando si appoggia sulla mia fermandomi.

-Se mi avessi dato il tempo di spiegarmi, avresti capito che a dichiararmi faccio schifo e quando ho detto che avrei cambiato noi due, intendevo che...- si ferma per prendere un respiro profondo e poi riprende a parlare: -che avrei voluto che questa sera tu fossi più di una semplice amica- termina mentre prende la mia borsetta e le mie chiavi. Ci rialziamo, i suoi occhi incatenano i miei rendendomi quasi difficile respirare. Sta davvero accadendo?

-Avrei voluto dire alla chat che sei la mia ragazza, avrei voluto baciarti alla fine del karaoke perché la tua voce è bellissima e se vinciamo quella stupida gara sarà solo grazie a te, e avrei voluto tenerti più vicina perché anche seduta sulla sedia accanto alla mia eri comunque troppo lontana- mormora con voce insicura, muove un passo verso di me ed io alzo la mano per accarezzargli una guancia.

-Quando camminiamo e tengo una mano sulla tua schiena, non è solo perché ho paura di perderti nella folla, ma perché sento il bisogno di averti vicina. Quando ti chiedo di venire a giocare a golf con me, Max e Pietra, anche se so che voi ragazze resterete a guardarci e non giocherete, è perché voglio renderti partecipe della mia vita, e vorrei fosse lo stesso per te- Lando si interrompe di nuovo, per prendere un altro respiro profondo.

-(Y/N), se non ricambi non importa. Facciamo finta di nulla e amici come prima. Ma se c'è una piccola, remota possibilità che anche tu voglia quello che voglio io...- lo interrompo perché non credo riuscirei a reggere altro da parte sua stasera, lascio scontrare le nostre labbra in un bacio delicato. Lando mi stringe dai fianchi sospirando contro la mia bocca e finalmente tutto sembra essere andato al posto giusto. Quando mi allontano, i nostri occhi si incontrano di nuovo e non posso fare a meno di sorridere.

-Immagino che Pietra avesse ragione allora, avevi solo bisogno di tempo perché sei uomo- scherzo, la sua risata interrompe il silenzio ed è uno dei suoni più belli che abbia mai sentito. Gli bacio una guancia, ancora incredula per le sue parole, e lui mi stringe un po' più a sé.

-Avevo paura che Max mi stesse facendo montare la testa e che confessando i miei sentimenti avrei rovinato tutto, ma non è stato così- spiega. Quindi lo sapeva anche Max. Ora tutte le occhiate battutine acquistano un senso.

-Non è stato così- ripeto le sue parole, Lando non perde il sorriso mentre mi bacia ancora una volta.

-Che ne dici se la prossima volta usciamo da soli? Io e te- propone subito dopo, la mia affermazione arriva forse troppo in fretta ma a lui non sembra dare fastidio.

-Ora sarà meglio che vada, prima che qualche tuo fan ci becchi- sussurro dopo un po'. Le sue braccia mi tengono ancora stretta a lui e non sembrano accennare a lasciarmi. Da un lato non lo vorrei neanche io, ma sarà meglio tenere le cose per noi almeno per un po'.

-Ci vediamo domani?- domanda Lando sottovoce, io annuisco con la testa prima di baciarlo di nuovo.

-Sì, ma devi lasciarmi andare adesso- sussurro poi, lui sospira contrariato ma lascia la presa e così ci separiamo.

-Allora fatti trovare pronta per la colazione, ti porto fuori- mi avvisa facendo un passo indietro. Muovo la testa su e giù per accettare e apro la porta. Resto sulla soglia per guardarlo salire in auto e lo saluto con la mano quando mette in moto, per poi chiudere la porta mentre lui va via. Non mi resta che andare a dormire e sperare che domani arrivi presto.

#tumblr #lando norris #f1 #formula one #immagina #formula uno #lando norris x reader #lando norris x y/n #lando norris x you #max fewtrell #ln4 #lando norris fic #lando norris imagine #f1 x y/n #f1 x you #f1 x reader

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angry-geese · 3 years ago

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Risotto Nero x Reader

Warnings: nsfw / mdni. shameless smut, shower sex, oral (fem and masc receiving), fingering, handjobs, praise kink, unprotected sex, creampie, biting. lots of fluff. afab reader. fem pronouns, risotto calls the reader a good girl like once

a/n: a soft, self indulgent smut fic with Risotto

Word Count: 2k

The job went well. It's not often you can say such a thing. It's a rare, but welcome day when nothing goes wrong. Risotto suggested going out to dinner to celebrate. Food sounded nice, but you were far too tired to get ready for a nice restaurant. You settled on takeout.

He insisted on heading straight home. Any paperwork you can get done tomorrow. The hideout isn't going to burn down if left alone for one night. Well, not as long as someone responsible is around. Prosciutto is probably there. If not him, then Sorbet and Gelato are.

Over the past few years, the small apartment is what you two have called home. Rent was cheap, not to mention there weren't many neighbors. While Risotto may have been fine with sleeping at the hideout, you weren't.

You can hardly pull Risotto away from work. This was a rare, but welcome occasion.

The hot water feels nice as it pours over your sore muscles, turning varying shades of red as it rolls off your body, staining the bottom of the tub. It's not yours. Most of it anyway. Baths don't get blood out. Not a lot does. Showers are a bit better, but you’ve gotten used to tossing out a lot of clothes because of the stains.

"Hey Ris," you call out, "you comin' in or not?"

Momentarily the curtain pulls aside. Cold air rushes in, goosebumps raise along your exposed skin. He tosses aside the last of his clothes, joining you.

You give him a once-over for any injuries. Some blood is dried to his hands, though he looks mostly uninjured. He's too tall for the both of you to fit in the tub at the same time, so taking a bath together is out of the question. When you buy a home together—someday—you'll get a tub big enough.

"C'mere." You say. "I feel bad making you stand in the cold."

You take his much larger hands in yours, inspecting them for any wounds. He watches as your eyes scan up and down his body. Aside from a few scrapes, he's unharmed.

He practically has to kneel so you can wash his hair. A few, pleased sounding grunts leave him as you work the shampoo into his scalp. It smells like you, he notes. Your nails are getting a bit long, and feel nice against his skin. His shoulders tense as your hands work lower, working the knots out of his shoulders.

"Lean back so I'm not waterboarding you," you say, carding your fingers through his hair.

He has to duck to fit under the shower head. The one at the hideout isn't nearly as short, but there’s no shower curtain, not to mention Illuso who has little regard for personal space, and a penchant for appearing out of mirrors. Maybe the next hit will give you two enough money to look for a house. He could really use a bigger bathroom. And a bigger bed. There’s nothing wrong with the one you have now, but he wants one where he can sprawl out a bit more.

Though his back is to you, he feels your eyes drift down his body. You look at him in a way nobody has before. It both terrifies, and comforts him. Most eyes fill with fear when they gaze upon him. Yours never did. Even as you first showed up to the hideout, wide-eyed and frightened, telling him you had just been assigned to the hitman team, you never saw him as anything but good.

Each passing job, each day that goes by, he finds himself falling more hopelessly in love.

Your touch drifts across his back, working the soap over his skin. You’re shameless in how you admire the planes of muscle, and his well-toned arms. In public you’re rather reserved, it's only behind closed doors that you let your affections show. Risotto values the peace of solace, and most of all privacy. The two of you become entirely different people when no longer confined to a certain appearance. Very few things fluster him the way you do. He stiffens as your hands work particularly low, your fingers ghosting across the sensitive skin of his thighs.

Your intentions seem innocent enough until your hand wraps around his half-hardened cock.

A noise resembling that of surprise leaves him, followed by a weak: "the food-"

"We've got twenty minutes." You say. "It'll be fine."

His pupils shrink down to pinpricks. You have to stand on the tips of your toes to give him a kiss. Just a quick peck. He pulls you back to deepen the kiss, nibbling on your bottom lip until you allow the slick muscle of his tongue to explore your mouth. A strand of saliva connects your lips when you pull away.

He watches you with wide eyes as you give his cock a few pumps, sinking to your knees. The tiles of the shower can't be comfortable, but they don't seem to bother you. You lick a stripe up the underside of his cock from base to tip. The kitten licks you place against the head only serves to make him stiffen, and let out a few pleased grunts. It becomes a game, trying to get him to unravel entirely.

He’s too big to bottom out in your mouth. The man is quite literally huge, it's only fitting his cock would match. The hairs towards the base are the same silver as his head, and neatly trimmed. You hollow out your cheeks, pumping what you can't fit in your mouth with your hands. A mix of saliva and precum drips down your chin.

“Fuck-” He’s cut off mid-sentence by his own moan. “You feel so good. You’re so beautiful.”

Risotto can't tear his eyes away from the way the suds cling to your form, how the water collects and drips off every curve of your body, how your breasts jiggle with each movement of your head. It's rare he’s so shameless with his affections. Even behind closed doors he was rather reserved. Love such as the way you love is foreign to him. You’re never shy in the way you love him. It's not that he doesn't like it—it's quite the opposite—but in a way he’s terrified.

“There- tesoro,” His hands bury in your hair, tugging gently. “Like that. You take me so well.”

You pick up the pace a bit, pumping his cock faster. One of your hands slips between your legs, toying with your already-wet cunt. He pulls you off, an audible pop echoes through the bathroom as your lips release his cock.

Shower sex is a bit hazardous. He's too worried about you slipping. Still, he falls to his knees, his large hands ghosting down your sides. He leaves a trail of wet, open mouth kisses down your stomach, licking a stripe from your bellybutton to your mound. His tongue briefly dips between your folds.

He presses kitten licks to your clit, his touch achingly gentle. You angle your hips to give him better access. He latches onto the bundle of nerves, lapping and sucking desperately, rolling his tongue over the small bud. Your fingers bury in his wet hair, guiding him to where you need him most. The wet, lewd noises of his tongue can barely be heard over the shower and your own moans. Risotto’s name spills past your lips like a prayer. His ring and middle finger press into you. They pump in and out of you slowly at first, hooking and stroking against your g-spot.

His gaze drifts up your body, admiring every dip and curve. He takes you in like a man starved and given his first meal in weeks. You grind down against his face as you near your release. Steam coils off his back in ribbons, floating off and dissipating in the humid bathroom air.

Risotto pulls away, a wet smack echoing through the bathroom. There's a dark, needy look in his eyes, which are already hazy with lust. His cheeks are flushed; either with need, or from the hot air.

“Keep looking at me like that,” he says, running his tongue over his bottom lip, “and you won't be able to walk right for a week, tesoro.”

You let out a squeak as he hauls you into his arms, your legs wrapping around his waist. Your arms loop around his shoulders, your fingers lacing together behind his back. He mutters a weak "I've got you" into the crook of your neck.

The head of his cock is slick with precum. It presses into you slowly, filling you inch by inch. The stretch stings a bit, though with the prep it hardly hurts at all. He was always terrified of hurting you when you first got together. Sometimes he still is. You constantly have to remind him that you're tough, and you'll survive a little manhandling.

He groans as he bottoms out, muttering a weak "good girl" into your ear. You feel so impossibly full. His fingers dig into the flesh of your thighs so hard you think they'll bruise. Not that you mind. Risotto gives you a moment to adjust to his size, although it's not needed.

“Please,” you say, your voice weak.

A dark laugh leaves him, coming from low in his chest. “Please what?”

“Fuck me,”

The heat that pools low in your stomach is undeniable. Risotto’s touch leaves you with an aching need you’ve never been able to replicate. Many nights when he was away on a job you would try to recreate his skilled touch. Always to no avail. Your hands never compare to the real thing.

Being so at his mercy is intoxicating. There's an odd, weightless feeling as he fucks into you. His hips meet yours in unrelenting thrusts. The sound of skin slapping on skin echoes through the bathroom, just barely drowned out by your collective moans, and the rushing of the shower. The angle allows him to hit deep, his cock curving in a way that makes your toes curl. His teeth sink into the junction where your neck meets your shoulders, leaving a faint, crescent-shaped indent. Tension builds in your stomach like a coil being wound tight.

You fit around him like a glove, your warm, wet cunt clenching around him in a way that threatens to make him cum on the spot. Nothing feels quite as good as the way you do. Before he never had much of a sex drive. It was something he had gone most of his adult life without. But upon meeting you, finally feeling your touch, he can never seem to get enough.

His own release creeps up on him far sooner than he expected, though you don't look to be far behind him. You're flushed from your forehead to your chest, blush dusting the tips of your nose and ears. Your moans—mixed with various curses and praises—echo through the room. His thrusts grow sloppy as he nears his own orgasm, his hips rocking against you in short, needy thrusts.

What sends him over the edge is the way your nails dig into his back, raking up the hard planes of muscle. Hot ropes of his cum spill into your unprotected womb.

His hand moves down to toy with your clit, working circles around the bundle of nerves. Your skin feels feverishly warm against his. He thrusts until the coil in your stomach snaps and you cry out, your legs tightening around his waist. You ride out your orgasm on his cock, his thrusts slowing.

He pulls out slowly so as to not make too much of a mess. Your arms remain around his shoulders to steady yourself. Shamelessly he leans back to admire his work. The sight of his cum dripping down your thighs is enough to make him want a second round. He likes taking his time with you, but he’ll never pass up on a quickie.

Risotto looks at you with such adoration that it makes your chest swell with affection. The kiss he pulls you into is uncharacteristically soft, but driven by need. His hands move to cup your cheeks, brushing your wet hair out of your face. It's another moment before he’s hauling you into his arms, heading for your shared room.

The moment is only disrupted by a knock on the door.

#jjba x reader #risotto nero x reader #risotto x reader #risotto nero #risotto #jjba part 5 #jjba #golden wind #vento aureo

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lululandd · 3 years ago

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🍰 ・twitter・twitch・ko-fi・ 🍰

♡ #scuffed writing ‹ ao3 ›

♡ #scuffed art

▼ detailed and categorised list below ▼

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🌸 ✨ F I C S 🌸 ✨

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[ chance encounters ]

pairing: vergil x f!reader

warnings: soulmate au, blood and gore (of npcs), smut

word count: 12k+ - COMPLETED

summary: you can’t help but to wonder what kind of person your soulmate is, for them to have such vicious, poisonous words ready to throw around as a greeting.

| 01 | 02 | 03 | 04 | vergil’s pov |

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[ audacity ]

pairing: vergil x f!reader

warnings: -

word count: 810

summary: he ‘hated’ you.

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[ s i n c e r e l y; ]

pairing: vergil x f!reader

warnings: possessiveness, yandere!vergil, stalking, jealousy

word count: 2.8k - ongoing

summary: he would jeopardise everything he has worked so hard on just to be with you.

| 01 | 02 | ...

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[ out of the blue; ]

pairing: vergil x reader

warning: *butterfly meme* is this fluff?

word count: 465

summary: “would you like some help?”

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[ memories. ]

pairing: Vergil x f!reader

warnings: Possessive Behaviour, Mentions of V, Implied Sexual Content

word count: 631

summary: “You miss him.“

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[ dmc comics inspired by other people ]

[ dmc comics inspired by vines ]

[ dmc: other ]

[ dmc boys with wings ]

[ requested ]

[ phone wallpaper ]

| vergil | notif |

[ emotes ]

| animated | vergil |

#scuse me #coming through #masterlist #sorry

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limitlessgojo · 3 years ago

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Blood Bound: Red Strings of Fate (Ch 7)

Warnings: Action, Coarse Language, Fighting, Descriptions of Blood

Previous Chapter: Speed of Sound

Next Chapter: Red Strings of Fate

Tags: Soulmates AU, Angst, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Fem!Reader

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Notes: If you want to be tagged for every update, please mention it in the comments below ty <3

Double Update today, because these two chapters go hand in hand. It didn't feel right to upload one without the other.

Chapter 7: Bird of Flame

You faced Todo off in a clearing. Everyone else was at the far side watching. “Just run away if it gets too much.” You worriedly said to Miwa and Mai pushing them back.

“It’s okay, I’ll hold off any attacks.” Noritoshi assured you. You beamed up at him, “Thanks senpai.”

“Someone’s being awfully friendly today.” Momo half coughed and half murmured out. Noritoshi just gave her the side eye.

As per your style of fighting, you stayed still if you did not know of your opponent’s cursed technique.

“I won’t immobilise you this time since we are sparring.” You called out to Todo. “Fine with me!”

You could hold out your protective space warping around you for several hours. You just had to make sure it was activated in the space around you.

Todo didn’t hesitate to start off with punches and kicks. Nothing moved you of course. 5 minutes passed with him getting nowhere. Is that all he has?

You narrowed your eyes, but lifted a hand to push him back into a tree. You manipulated its branches such that they were all pointing to him. He was about to hit them until he clapped his hands and suddenly, you were there.

Your eyes widened, barely having time to brace yourself as you guarded for impact. You hit the branches hard. “Shit.” Looks like you might have to use your extended techniques against him.

He was in front of you in a split second and you quickly moved to dodge. You tried to maneuver your way around him, but it was hard to pinpoint the exact origin of the hits as he kept swapping your positions before landing a hit.

Sometimes, when you brace for a hit, he doesn’t swap your positions. How annoying!!! Of course your spacial barrier is still active and taking the hits for you, but it does have its limits.

Moving at mach speed in a short distant range won’t help you too much as it’s better for transport rather than combat.

You breathed out low and slow, before channeling your concentration into your 6th sense. Spatial awareness. Faster and faster, you started bracing for his hits and pushing him back.

And when he was unprepared you lashed out with your hidden twin blade only for him to dodge it. You can’t deny that the 2nd year's have more experience than you in battle. And Todo's specialty is obviously close combat.

You had both blades out now quickly slashing at him dangerously. He avoids it and the slashes cut all the way to the trees behind him.

You gave in, sheathing your blades and turning around to recuperate but he was faster as he finally caught you by the arm. “I got you!”

You grinned. Who got who?

With one hand, you straightened 4 fingers out towards Todo and folded your thumb into your palm. “Extension cursed technique, focus range: Niflheim”. Your applied cursed technique slows down the movement of molecules in an enclosed area, forcing items to freeze.

A layer of ice covered Todo’s entire body. The branches that binded around him were also covered with ice, stretching behind him in an ice pillar.

You quickly released your hand from his hold and slowly breathed to the sky, releasing an icy smokey breath. You turned around with a slow smile. “Checkmate”

He struggled against the ice but, “I wouldn’t do that if I were you. That is way under 0 degrees celsius. You might lose a limb or 2 Todo senpai.”

He sighed, “I g-g-guh-give!” He could barely utter the words as his teeth chattered. You gently focused on raising the temperature, melting the ice off of Todo first. You couldn’t do it too fast or else he would combust.

As soon as he was free you reached out and applied your reversed cursed technique on him, healing the cold in his body. “Thank you so much for the match! It’s been a while since I felt that much fun in battle!” You excitedly said.

“Good game. As expected of my little sister, you’re very strong.” Todo patted your head. You stared, “Excuse me, whose little sister??”

“You should have buried him y/n!” Momo exclaimed. “Hear hear.” Mai chanted. Mechamaru just said, “I almost got buried by her once. She should have done the same with him.” You just laughed, “It’s okay, I’m satisfied with this.”

You turned to Noritoshi and he walked up to you and Todo went back. At this distance, the others couldn’t hear your conversation. “That was incredible.” He had a very proud smile on his face. “I hope you take our fight seriously as well. That’s all I ask of you.” He whispered.

“Of course I will senpai. But like with Todo senpai, I won’t use immobilisation techniques so we can spar properly okay?”

“Okay” he patted your shoulder and gave it a small squeeze before moving backwards. ‘Kamo clan, blood manipulation. They can manipulate their blood freely.’ you thought to yourself.

Your eyes zeroed in on his bow and arrows. The smell of blood was always on him, but you bet he had blood on those arrows. “Begin!”

He launched arrows at you only for you to stop them. Projectiles were the worst thing he could do. You frowned as you turned the arrows on him and sent them back. He dodged and shot more.

What on earth? This was so ineffective against yo-

He suddenly came from the side and punched you. Diversionary tactics dummy, you didn’t think about it.

You got pushed back from the force but stood your ground. He was insanely fast for a human. He is currently faster than Todo and any of the male cousins whom you’ve fought with.

It was a jarring experience. “Flowing Red Scale” He moved backwards, one eye wide open with a red blood x mark on it.

Your brain went into overdrive in a hurry to connect the dots while you defended against him. Blood. Red blood cells. Oxygen. He’s increasing his physical abilities.

You quickly lashed out with a double kick only for him to bring out a blood bag. “Blood manipulation: Crimson binding”. Blood strands wrapped around you and caged you in.

But you froze them and easily broke it in the process. You hurried to try and bring him down with mixed martial arts, not wanting to hurt him too much.

Sparring with him actually felt like a dance. You dodged and had an instinct as to where the next move would come from, and he was the same. Barely any hits landed on each other for a while.

Ah right, you promised to go hard on him. You put two hands out in a V shape, with palms facing him. Noritoshi’s eyes widened at the familiar hand signs. It’s the very first one you showed him.

“Tatsumaki” A huge horizontal cyclone hit him and forced him back. “Enhanced Gravity: Output level 4%”

“Aarghhh” Noritoshi groaned as he was forced to the ground. You didn’t notice his hands moving.

“Convergence! Piercing blood” a sudden fast stream of blood shot out and grazed your cheek. It would have been worse had you not moved your head aside. Noritoshi’s eyes widened as blood poured from the wound.

You quickly made tree branches hold his hands apart and forced him back onto the ground. You pointed both your twin blades at his head. “I give!”

You released your technique and knelt down. “Are you oka-”

“Are you okay? I hit your face!” He exclaimed in worry, hand hovering just over your cheek. You stared at him in amusement. “It’s a serious matter!!” he insisted.

You covered your face with one hand, then wiped off the blood to reveal a flawless cheek. He gaped, “Reverse cursed technique. I see. Good fight” He wheezed out.

"You actually hit through my defenses in battle. That was amazing Noritoshi senpai." You whispered in amazement. There was something different about the blood he manipulated.

His bond to it was far stronger than your hold over his blood. So if you tried manipulating his blood, it's a low chance that you could get it to attack him.

You can manipulate anything and everything, even at molecular levels to some extent. But you can't produce what's not there. There seems to be a limit to your manipulation over certain items.

"I still lost. Thank you for the match." He said.

You held his hand for the first time as you pulled him up, when suddenly a searing pain hit the inside of your wrist.

"Ouch!" You exclaimed while Noritoshi winced as well. You both pulled back your sleeves to see a large bird surrounded by flames just below the inner wrist on your right hand. Noritoshi had the exact same symbol, but it was in the inner wrist on his left hand.

You quickly pulled over both your sleeves to cover the markings, “Just say we both got wounds, let’s keep this a secret.” You pulled back and acted on purpose, “Good fight. You almost got me there.”

He naturally followed your lead, but there was a brightness to his eyes that told of something else. “.... Yeah you got me. I’ll do my best to catch up to you next time we spar.”

“What happened?” Utahime ran towards the both of you upon seeing you both flinch forward. “No, Utahime sensei we just got some scrapes that stung badly, nothing too bad.”

“I see. I have a first aid kit on hand, feel free to use it if you need to.” She said, and pushed you two back to where everyone else was.

You both stayed at the back watching the other students ask to spar with each other. Noritoshi quietly tugged at your sleeve, hidden from view with his own large and wide sleeves.

You tugged back twice on his sleeve and grabbed his hand to squeeze it. His hands were rough and calloused from fighting, but also had a tenderness and warmth from the way they tried to hold onto yours.

Both your marks flashed with heat when your hands touched. Noritoshi turned to you with all the world's curiosity in his face.

But you pulled back and put some distance between the two of you so it wouldn't look too obvious. "That binding technique that you did earlier was cool. Is it possible for you to manipulate the blood even after I freeze it solid?" You asked to try and divert the attention.

"Actually I haven't tried yet. But I should be able to as the main composition is still my blood." He admitted.

The remaining time left on the field was spent mostly on the others working on their cursed techniques against each other, and with you engaging in tactical discussion with the other students.

You all bid each other goodbye and went your separate ways. Except… Noritoshi mouthed "library" after he waved you off.

You lifted your eyebrows silently in agreement and walked back with the rest of the 1st year's.

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dayglovv · 4 years ago

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—𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞.

Risotto Nero x Reader

desc: it’s been two weeks since Risotto’s been home. needless to say, he’s missed you a lot.

wc: 1.1k

a/n: I saw some peers talking about needy!Risotto and it really resonated with me. there’s so much content of him being a powerful dom. I wanted to take a different approach where all he can talk about is how much he loves his partner!!

tags: stretching, minor dirty talk, creampie

tw: not sfw

“did you miss me?” those words sound so mocking, especially coming from him. of course you missed him. it’s been 14 days since you saw him last. 14 days since he held you, 14 days since he’s kissed you like this.

but the way he touches you. god. it feels like he hasn’t left at all. maybe you missed him more than you’d like to admit.

Risotto’s strong hands hold your hips, his figure towering over you like a watchful figure. you realized long ago that he should’ve spent more time prepping you, but. seeing you here, bent over in front of him; he can’t help but make you his already. after all, it’s been two weeks. he can afford to be greedy.

“I missed you so much,” he whispers. his breath is hot and his tone is needy. it makes you wonder how he spent his evenings alone. “I hated being away from you...” his breathing picks up. “you’re coming with me next time.”

it hurts so much to feel his thick cock press into you. just the head is in, you can tell. you’ve done this so many times that it’s instinct. but the stretching, the pull, it feels so good. it’s been too long that it’s all you can think about. how his dick challenges the walls of your pussy, how everything about him feels so hot. you’re trembling. you both love and hate when he takes his time.

“[Name]...”

and like that, he thrusts into you, hard. the sudden pain causes you to cry out, to which he whispers a hushed shhhhh. as simple as it is, it does help you relax. he realizes that he moved too hastily, as well. Risotto tries to remedy this by pulling out of you slowly, dragging his dick along your tight cunt.

he knows that there are tears forming at the corner of your eyes. he can knows you like the back of his hand. you can’t see the worry in his brow, but you can feel it as his calloused hand runs along your ribcage, down to your hip again. once that hand returns to its place, you feel his grip tighten as he begins to push back into you.

“how’s this?” to be honest, Risotto is having a hard time keeping his thoughts straight. he loves when he can see your backline. so many nights had he ran his fingers down that concave, watched as you smiled in response. although he wants to do it here and now again, all he can think of is how good you feel. so hot against his skin. so tight against his dick. it’s intoxicating. he wants to move faster, but he won’t until he has your okay.

you nod in response. he takes this as his green light to move slightly faster. you feel him pull in and out of you, pace quickening with every two trusts. “[Name]...” he whispers again, and you feel his fingers dig deeper into your skin.

in and out.

it’s his normal pace now. it still hurts, though feeling him heave against you, hands at your hips, almost makes up for it. it’s been a while since you’ve heard his breathing this uneven. Risotto’s such a composed man that it’s amusing to see him this worked up. over you, of all things. you know it’s out of love, and you love him just the same. that’s why you’ll excuse this moment for now. besides, you won’t deny it feels good.

“a-ah, Risotto...” you murmur. annnd there it is. finally. he’s waited too long to hear his name on your tongue. your soft mewls are exactly what he’s dreamed of these past two weeks. moaning because of him, because of only what he can do for you. he needs more.

Risotto lowers himself closer to you, his mouth mere inches away from your ear. he moves one hand to support himself, and with the other, he dips his fingers into your open mouth. you hastily take his digits, lips wrapping around them, tongue encircling them. now it’s Risotto’s time to moan, your name escaping his mouth once more.

his pace quickens. you feel his skin slap against yours, the curvature of his dick right against your g-spot. your own breathing’s uneven at this point. your knees are weak. but he’s not done with you.

“I love you,” he hums. and with that, he removes his fingers from your mouth, lowering them to the spot between your legs.

oh god. fuck.

Risotto’s fingers swirl around your clit, adding to the symphony of lewd sounds. you’re almost embarrassed from how wet you are, though Risotto finds this endearing. so wet for him. how had you spent your nights alone?

he places a chaste kiss against your temple, his pace unfaltering, but his fingers working delicately on your sex. he knows how you like to be touched. you spoiled him, the least he can do is spoil you. he knows it’s working when he can feel your hips twitch against him. you murmur his name again, to which he responds with another kiss. so cute, he thinks.

your nerves are electrified and your vision is blurry. he’s pressing onto your clit with just the right amount of pressure. his lips against your temple make you want to turn around, to grab him and pull you into a kiss. but you’re so close, and you can tell that he is, too; 14 days apart has made you both so sensitive.

“I love you,” he says again, louder this time, breathier. “I’m— ah. I’m g-going to make up for all this time apart...”

that last “time apart” rumbles from his throat like a low thunder. it echoes through your bones as he says it against your ear. you missed how needy he could get. maybe spending time separately was a good thing.

you feel your hips twitch again. Risotto’s panting now. you’re both so close. so you take the opportunity to give him what he’s been waiting for this whole time: “I love you, too. I-I need you... please... cum inside me.”

that’s all it took. those were the magic words. like that, you feel a sudden warmth in your pussy, coming from deep inside you. that same warmth pools from your opening, and within seconds, it’s dripping down your thighs.

Risotto grunts. yet that’s all your hear. no long sigh, no sign of his being finished. because truthfully, he isn’t.

“turn around,” you hear instead. “I’m not done yet.”

all you can think of is his first question: did you miss me? of course you missed him. he has a lot of time to make up for. and as he spins you around, his lips against yours, you think to yourself: yes, I missed you. more than I’d like to admit.

#jjba #jojo's bizarre adventure #golden wind #risotto nero #part 5 #fic #not sfw #toya whisks u away #hhh... it's been a LONG time since I wrote anything like this #please be gentle :') I'm very rusty

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abbacchiosbelt · 5 years ago

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🌟 Abbacchiosbelt Masterlist 2020 - Part I 🌟

An updated masterlist of all my works on this blog. Hopefully, I didn’t miss anything! I had to repost this because apparently, Tumblr has a limit on links... Anyways, please enjoy! ♥

Part II!

All Writing 📝

AO3 Archive [A majority of my works on AO3 have been archived on this blog, though not all of them are. If you’d like to check out my AO3, here’s the link!]

BY CHARACTER [Fics, Headcanons, Ask Prompt Responses]

Part 1 - Phantom Blood ☀️

Jonathan Joestar

Speedwagon

George Joestar 1st

Part 2 - Battle Tendency 🧣

Joseph Joestar

Caesar Zeppeli

Kars

Lisa Lisa

Wamuu

Esidisi

Santana

Part 3 - Stardust Crusaders 🔪

Polnareff

Avdol

Dio Brando

Noriaki Kakyoin

Part 4 - Diamond Is Unbreakable 💎

Rohan Kishibe

Jotaro Kujo

Yoshikage Kira

Mikitaka

Tomoko Higashikata

Josuke Higashikata

Okuyasu Nijumura

Yukako Yamagishi

Part 5 - Vento Aureo 🐞

Bruno’s Gang

Bruno Buccellati

Leone Abbacchio

Giorno Giovanna

Guido Mista

Narancia Ghirga

Pannacotta Fugo

Trish Una

La Squadra

Risotto Nero

Prosciutto

Melone

Ghiaccio

Pesci

Illuso

Formaggio

Sorbet

Gelato

Unita Special

Squalo

Tiziano

Cioccolata

Secco

Diavolo

Doppio

Part 6 - Stone Ocean 🕸️

Jolyne Kujo

Hermes Costello

Weather Report

Narciso Anasui

Part 7 - Steel Ball Run 🏇

Johhny Joestar

Diego Brando

Gyro Zeppeli

Hot Pants

Funny Valentine

Part 8 - Jojolion ⚓

Josuke Higashikata 8 (Gappy)

Yasuho Hirose

Confession Session ❤️

Phantom Blood ☀️

Jonathan Joestar

Speedwagon

Erina Pendleton

William Zeppeli

Battle Tendency 🧣

Joseph Joestar

Caesar Zeppeli

Lisa Lisa

Kars

Esidisi

Wamuu

Santana

The Pillarmen

Stardust Crusaders 🔪

Polnareff

DIO

Avdol

Daniel D’arby

Terence / Telence D’arby

Mariah Confession

Vanilla Ice

N’Doul

Hol Horse

The World

Star Platinum

Silver Chariot

Hierophant Green

Magician’s Red

Diamond Is Unbreakable 💎

Rohan

Jotaro

Josuke

Okuyasu

Tomoko

Mikitaka

Yoshikage Kira

Killer Queen

Vento Aureo 🐞

Bruno

Sticky Fingers

Abbacchio

Moody Blues

Narancia

Giorno

Gold Experience

Mista

Sex Pistols

Fugo

Purple Haze

Trish

Bucci Gang / Bruno’s Gang

La Squadra

Melone

Prosciutto

Risotto

Illuso

Pesci

Doppio

Diavolo

King Crimson

Cioccolata

Secco

Squalo & Tiziano

Part 6 - Stone Ocean 🕸️

Jolyne Kujo

Hermes Costello

Foo Fighters

Weather Report

Narciso Anasui

Steel Ball Run 🏇

Diego Brando

Johnny Joestar

Gyro Zeppeli

Hot Pants

Funny Valentine

Jojolion ⚓

Gappy (Josuke Higashikata 8)

Yasuho Hirose

Jobin Higashikata

WRITING PROMPTS & OTHER🖋️

Fluff Alphabet

NSFW Alphabet

Ask Prompt

Yandere Prompt

JJBA Headcanons

Mini Fic Headcanons

Fluff

Not SFW

Valentine’s Day 2020

Monster AU

General AUs

COMMISSIONED WORKS 🌻

Unwrap Me, Baby | Joseph x F!Reader [NSFW]

Portraits of Home | Family AU - Jonathan, OC Elisa Joestar, and Dio [SFW]

Still Breathing | Cioccolata x F!Reader ! Please read the tags ! [NSFW]

Your Hand In Mine | Kira x F!Reader [NSFW]

See You Again | Prosciutto x F!Reader (Shae ☻) [NSFW]

Stay And Love Me | Bruno x F!Reader x Abbacchio [NSFW]

Easy To Please | Joseph (Part 3) x F!Reader [NSFW]

Sweet Spot | OC x Risotto [NSFW]

Happy To Say | Abbacchio x F!Reader [NSFW]

Lights Out | Mista x Reader [NSFW[

In Care Of | Proscitutto x F!Reader x Risotto [NSFW]

JJBA FIC MASTERLIST 💌

Give In | Dio Brando x M!Reader [NSFW]

Paradise Isn’t Far | Guido Mista x F!Reader [NSFW]

Stolen | Diavolo!Bruno x F!Reader [NSFW]

Always Forever | Bruno x F!Reader x Abbacchio [NSFW]

Hold My Love | Diavolo x Doppio [NSFW]

Disregard | Prosciutto x F!Reader [NSFW]

Anything For You | Prosciutto x F!Reader [NSFW]

Just Like That | Prosciutto x F!Reader x Melone [NSFW]

Full | Risotto x F!Reader [NSFW]

Need | Risotto Nero (Solo, F!Reader S/O) [NSFW]

Drift to Me | Jotaro Kujo x F!Reader [NSFW]

Reckless | Tiziano x F!Reader x Squalo [NSFW]

Purple Breeze | Merman AU w/Jotaro & Star Platinum [SFW]

Violent Intimacy | Cioccolata x F!Reader x Secco [NSFW]

Unfinished Business | La Squadra and Cioccolata [NSFW]

Human Nature | Mikitaka x Reader [SFW]

Amore Carino | Doppio x F!Reader [NSFW]

When I’m With You | Jotaro x Reader [SFW]

Moonlight | Abbacchio x F!Reader [NSFW]

Show Off | Prosciutto x F!Reader [SUGGESTIVE]

Control Yourself | Sorbet x F!Reader x Gelato [NSFW]

Lovely Beings | Kars x Reader [NSFW]

I Want It All | Doppio x F!Reader [NSFW]

Feels Right | Abbacchio x Reader [SFW]

Bomb Pop | Polpo x Reader [NSFW]

Process | Melone & GN!Reader [SFW]

Lucky You | Bruno x GN!Reader [SUGGESTIVE]

Midnight Snack | Gyro x GN!Reader x Johnny [SFW]

Ride With Us | Gyro x F!Reader x Johnny [NSFW]

Hold That Pose | Jonathan x F!Reader x Dio [NSFW]

Try | Guido Mista x GN!Reader [NSFW]

As We Believed | Merman!Risotto Nero x GN!Reader [NSFW]

Say You Will | Siren!Abbacchio x GN! Reader [NSFW]

Morning Surprise | Johnny x F!Reader x Gyro [SFW]

Tomorrow Is Safe | Naga!Doppio x F!Reader [NSFW]

Teacher’s Pet | Professor!Diavolo x F!Reader [NSFW]

Il Mio | Cioccolata x GN!Reader [NSFW]

Coming Untouched | Melone x F!Reader [NSFW]

Soft | Jotaro Kujo x GN!Reader [SFW]

#my writing #masterlist #not sfw #fluff #jojo's bizarre adventure #jjba #jojo's bizarre adventure fanfiction #jjba fic

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rukanrin · 4 years ago

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We don’t talk anymore---V x G/N Reader

We don’t talk anymore- Charlie Puth A little bit of angst, and the reader is suffering from Hanahaki Disease (if one isn’t show love from the person they fell for,their crush’s favorite flower appears in the lover’s lungs,if it continues for too long the person will die),V is his own being now Don’t cry too much ok? -Ruka ------------------------------------------------------------------------ We don't talk anymore Like we used to do for the 25th time this day,you were coughing up rose petals,but this time they were stained red,this was getting worse and worse,the medicine stopped helping,and there was a jabbing pain in the back of your throat, why must you like roses so much V? We don't laugh anymore What was all of it for? Griffon and Lady were the ones who noticed what was going on when you first started running off,coming back with a cloth claiming that you just needed to cool down, they knew what was going on,but they couldn’t pinpoint who you had fell for, but Vergil threatened you multiple times to tell him who was causing you to be hurt like this,but the only reply he got was silence and coughing up rose petals Oh, we don't talk anymore Like we used to do You didn’t have the courage to confess to anyone,most importantly V, you didn’t want him to see you like this,you were scared that he didn’t love you back,until one day you weren’t fast enough to run for your daily ‘cool down’ and coughed out a series of flower petals,decorated in sickly warm blood.Everyone freaked out on the inside,Vergil did his threatening but this time with the Yamato to your chest,Lady and Trish were urging Nico to drive to fetch the meds with the help of Dante knowing the layout of the shop like the back of his hand,then there was Nero calming Vergil down, leaving V to try to assist you with his familiars I just heard you found the one you've been looking— You've been looking for I wish I would have known that wasn't me Griffon appeared,circling in the sky above you “oh god damn you two just end their suffering already!” He screeched,only to swatted away by V’s cane,”cant you see she’s like this because none of you are brave enough?!” Then,it hit both of you,you loved each other,but were afraid the other wouldn’t return the feelings “Y-You lo-“ “Yes,i do feel that way towards you“ the poet cut you off, seemingly speaking loudly enough for vergil and nero to take a hint and leave. 'Cause even after all this time I still wonder Why I can't move on Just the way you did so easily You laid there in his arms,suprized by his words,”forgive this fool’s greed” He requested,before peppering you in kisses,you relaxed into his touch,feeling the pain in your lungs and throat ease up,but it still hurt,this wasn’t enough,you pulled on the jacket he was wearing,bringing him into a love filled kiss,now the pain was truly gone,replaced with warmth and comfort Don't wanna know Kind of dress you're wearing tonight If he's holdin' onto you so tight The way I did before V pulled away after a few minutes,a gentle smile creeping onto his face,your love was no longer unrequited and neither of you were suffering anymore,well,you mostly,but none the less,the crew were suprized to see you haven’t been going to cool off lately,and that V was constantly eyeing you ever since that accident,you didn’t need the medication anymore and you pair usually came home from missions a bit late,with ruffled up clothes and in your case brown and purple patches all over -------------------------- Sad ending -------------------------- V held you in his arms,and shared a moment of silence with you,the little chickie made you both confess,but it was far too late,V didn’t know what to do,you were violently coughing up his favorite flower,then your breathing hitched,the flowers were building up for far too long,and you coughed out a thorny stem,pushing V away and rolling over a few centimeters on the cold floor,only for you to spit out the stem which was covered in crimson from top to end to end as you closed your eyes.The flowers creeped up from your mouth,making the moment oh so bitter sweet,V never made contact or looked at any rose ever again,blaming himself for being a fool and making you suffer like that... “i was a mix of friend and foe,until my bitter grief did sow, the petals of a love’s red rose,coated in a crimson dose.....” (yes i made that up)

#v x reader #dmc v #dmc v x reader #dmc x reader #devil may cry x reader #this man needs more love #aight aint gotta tell me twice bitch

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heckinhacker · 5 years ago

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Masterlist.

League of Legends:

Headcanons:

Viktor x Faulty Machine!S/O - meeting and falling in love.

Neeko x Human!S/O - meeting and falling in love.

Taric, Ekko, Jinx and Draven - Saving their S/O.

Ekko x Lost!Fem!S/O - headcanons

Shen x Young Kinkou Student!S/O - meeting and falling in love .

Shen x S/O - Fluffy Headcanons.

Kayn x S/O - Angsty ending.

Taric,Kayn and Ekko - holding hands with their easily frustrated S/O.

Star Guardian!Zoe x reader - “meeting and falling in love”

Ezreal, Ekko, Jayce, Viktor - pick up lines.

Aatrox and Varus - comforting S/O after awful nightmares.

Aatrox, Nasus and Azir - seeing their S/O in onesie.

Star Guardian!Xayah x Star Guardian!Fem!S/O - meeting and falling in love.

Zed - SFW/NSFW headcanons (NSFW, of course ^^”)

Taric, Aatrox and Ekko - giving massage to their S/O

Taric, Aatrox and Ekko - getting massage from their S/O

Odyssey!Kayn x S/O - SFW/NSFW headcanons. (NSFW)

Aatrox - NSFW headcanons (NSFW)

Akali x Fem!S/O - meeting and falling in love

Vi and Kayn x S/O - dating headcanons. (separately, just to be clear ;v;)

Kayn x Vi - dating headcanons (as a ship)

Karma x S/O - dating headcanons

Kayn x S/O - general dating headcanons

Sett x Feline Vastaya!S/O - First ecounter after he notices you.

Sett x Feline Vastaya!S/O - You got ambushed!

Sett x Feline Vastaya!S/O - Nightmares.

Sett x Pit Fighter!S/O - How he notices you (and falls for you at the same time).

Circus AU! headcanons.

Rakan and Sett realising they have fallen for a male.

Aphelios - SFW/NSFW general headcanons~! (NSFW)

Aphelios x Aspect!Reader - SFW/NSFW headcanons! (NSFW)

Sett x Shapeshifter!S/O - meeting and falling in love.

Kegan Rodhe(Brand) x S/O - meeting and falling in love.

Garen and JarvanIV x S/O - SFW and NSFW headcanons. (NSFW)

Sett as Big Brother figure Headcanons.

Sett x Cat Vastaya!Reader - discovery over jealousy.

Sett x Vi - dating headcanons.

Ekko x Piltover!S/O -same opinions.

Shaco x S/O - general dating headcanons.

Talon x Yandere!S/O - meeting and falling in love.

True Damage!Yasuo x S/O - hate on loved one.(reference to “I’m glad you��re evil too”)

Aatrox with Cute and Fragile S/O! - SFW and NSFW headcanons. (NSFW)

Alune x Seer!Fem!S/O - meeting and falling in love!

Fanfics:

True Damage!Yasuo x reader - I’m glad you’re evil too.

Blood Moon!Aatrox x Demon!reader - Insane between crazy.

Ekko x Fem!Reader - The worst time possible. (NSFW)

Xayah x Fem!Reader - Vastayan Goodbye. [English] [Polish]

Swain x Reader - Devotion.

Talon x Reader - Valentine’s special day.

Vladimir x Reader - Jealous is a little word.

Short scenes:

Pyke x reader - Trust

Aatrox, Zed and Shen - finding out their S/O is afraid of the dark.

Odyssey!Yasuo x reader - Finally home.

Mordekaiser x Fem!Reader - Sudden Impact. [NSFW’ish, just suggestive.]

Shaco x Paranoid!Reader - Peekaboo!

Aphelios x Reader - Temptation. ; Viktor x Reader - Privacy. [NSFW’ish, suggestive]

Talon x Reader - Confession.

Yasuo x Reader - Be more careful.

Urgot and Reader - You got a friend in me.

Jarvan IV x Fem!Reader - For Demacia.

Yorick x Soul Shepard!Reader - It’s been so long, friend…

NSFW Alphabets:

Yasuo’s NSFW Alphabet! [Full!]

Talon’s NSFW Alphabet! [AEIUY]

Sett’s NSFW Alphabet! [Full]

Zed’s NSFW Alphabet! [A B E N O] [ G R T W Z]

Swain’s NSFW Alphabet! [ S W A I N ]

Viktor’s NSFW Alphabet! [ A C K O W ]

Jayce’s NSFW Alphabet! [ A J K M O ]

Irelia’s NSFW Alphabet! [Full]

Kayn’s NSFW Alphabet! [ B O R W Z ]

Sylas’s NSFW Alphabet! [ K L O U V ]

Aphelios’s NSFW Alphabet! [A P H E L]

Aatrox’s NSFW Alphabet! [S E H R G]

Evelynn’s NSFW Alphabet! [Full]

Overwatch:

Headcanons:

Positive Reaper Headcanons.

Tracer x Male!Reader - meeting and falling in love.

Mei x Reader - Cute relationship headcanons.

Junkers x Healer!Reader - How hard life can get…

Ana x Fem!S/O - general dating headcanons.

Fanfics:

Genji x Reader - “How do I say…” (Flowershop!AU)

Jojo’s Bizzare Adventure:

Headcanons:

Risotto Nero - taking care of his sick S/O.

Boku no Hero Academia

Headcanons:

Todoroki Shoto x Fem!S/O - relationship headcanons.

South Park:

Headcanons:

Kyle x Fem!S/O - New Student in South Park?!

Yuuri! on Ice:

Headcanons:

Victor’s sister!Reader and Yuuri - best friends headcanons. (platonic)

#Masterlist #hacker writes

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that-gay-guy-from-hell · 2 years ago

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DMC MASTER LIST

ON GOING QUESTION/POLL (I can't actually make a real poll but I want to know some opinions lmao)

All fics are posted here on my AO3, along with other things (like my personal headcanons).

VERGIL ONE-SHOTS:

Stubborn as Always--G/N, Fluff

Si vis amari ama--G/N, Fluff, Minor Angst

Uncontrolled Instincts--Male, Smut, Rut fic.

Sweet Serenade--G/N, Smut (? Vergil "self pleasuring")

Good Morning, my Love--G/N, Smut (Consensual somnophilia)

Tapestry of Leather--G/N, Fluff, Lime (god I'm old)

Student and Teacher--G/N, Flirty Fluff

The Bed of the Blue Devil--G/N, Smut, Rut fic.

As You Wish (Part 2)--G/N, Smut

As You Wish (Part 1)--G/N, Fluff

Despite Your Flaws--G/N, Sad Fluff

What Would They Think--G/N, Angst/Sad, Fluffy Comfort

Without You--G/N, Angst/Sad, Fluffy Comfort

A Devil's Secret Wingman--G/N, Fluff

Phantoms of the Past--Male, Angst, Fluff?

DANTE ONE-SHOTS:

Rough Day?--Male, Fluff

I've Got You--G/N, Fluff, Overprotective Dante

Where There's a Will, Right?-- Male, Angst (kinda), Fluff, Smut; Dante between 2-4

Stuck in a Rut--G/N, Smut, Rut fic.

Deep Regret--Male, Sad, Fluff

A Valentine's to Remember--Male, Fluff, Smut

Song of the Heart--G/N (w/anxiety), Fluff

NERO ONE-SHOTS:

No One Else Can Have You--Male, Smut, Power Bottom Nero, Top Reader, Pre-4 Nero

Wanting--G/N, Smut

Fear of the Devil--G/N, Comfort, Fluff

The Scent of You--Male, Smut

V ONE-SHOTS:

Lineaments of Gratified Desire--G/N, Smut, Handjob (V receiving)

Stuck in a small hiding spot + Injured V (short one-shot answers)

MULTIPLE/OTHER ONE-SHOTS:

Bound by Blood: Reader & Sparda Bloodline (Platonic; comfort, angst, fluff)

STUPID THOUGHTS THAT RELATE TO DMC:

Sin Devil Trigger Vergil's tail

Vergil only has 2 things to his name

Me at Vergil when I found out about Devil May Cry

Screenshot ruining my Bloody Palace run

Vergil right after V and Urizen merge appreciation post

"Bound by Blood" re-write excerpts (semi-gory warning)

"I think I'm pretty good at playing Vergil"

Ebony & Ivory replicas. Plus, Nero and Dante body pillowcases.

How much can the Sparda bloodline lift??

Thoughts while writing a "Nero x Terminally Ill reader" fic

Vergil and Lawn Darts

Vergil tiddies

This is why I love the DMC fandom--Comment thread

DMC 2 "Dante" is actually Vergil

Teeth!

Why do Dante and Vergil in DMC5 look so different?

Can the Sparda-bloodline dance?

Kneeling Vergil

Vergil being sick but also stubborn

Do it for him

A really good Nero x G/N Reader fic (that's not mine) and why my dumbass commented lmao

Eric and Vergil

Vergil's autistic

Sparda twins and leg gaiters

Aro/Ace Dante?

SHOP LAYOUT MAP

ART:

MLP Dante

Semi-spicy Dante (Mature label)

Drifting in the ocean all alone

GOOGLE DRIVE MASTERLIST OF PROMPTS/IDEAS THAT I'LL BE DOING.

Requests are currently closed; I have WAYYY TOO MANY. It might be a while before I reopen them; thank you so much for the support!!

A quick shameless self-plug--I also have a fan-character-based story as well if y'all would consider giving it a look, I'd really appreciate it. It is both here, @adevilsfolly , and on AO3

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jotarosbelt · 5 years ago

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joтαroѕвelт тυмвlr мαѕтerlιѕт ♡

| 𝙧𝙪𝙡𝙚𝙨 |

Multi-Character Series!

☻ 50 𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙤𝙣𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙃𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙎𝙚𝙭

1: Because You Can’t Get to Sleep - Guido Mista

2: Make-up Sex - Bruno Buccellati

2.5: Make-up Sex - Guido Mista

3: Break-up Sex - Pannacotta Fugo

4: Your Friend Told You About a New Position - Narancia Ghirga

5: Revenge - Leone Abbacchio

6: Rebound - Giorno Giovanna

7: Paratrooping/Bangin’ for a Roof - Prosciutto

8: Nothing Good on TV - Josuke Higashikata

9: Because You’re in A Hotel - Jotaro Kujo

10: Curiosity - Risotto Nero

☻ Colorful Camboys

Guido Mista - Sky Blue

In Order by Part:

ραят 1: ρнαитσм вℓσσ∂

✿ 𝙟𝙤𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙟𝙤𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧

Christmas Alphabet! (A, F, M)

ραят 2: вαттℓє тєи∂єи¢у

◇ 𝙟𝙤𝙨𝙚𝙥𝙝 𝙟𝙤𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧

[NSFW] The Night Doesn’t End Until We Go To Sleep. (Joseph X Reader, 1K+ words!)

ραят 3: ѕтαя∂υѕт ¢яυѕα∂єяѕ

☆ 𝘿𝙄𝙊

DIO Relationship Headcanons!

☆ 𝙟𝙤𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙤 𝙠𝙪𝙟𝙤

Christmas Alphabet! (A, K, R, U)

☆ 𝙟𝙚𝙖𝙣-𝙥𝙞𝙚𝙧𝙧𝙚 𝙥𝙤𝙡𝙣𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙛𝙛

[NSFW] Ahegao Face Headcanons, Part 2! (Various X Reader)

S/O Caught Dancing In Mirror Headcanons! (Various X Reader)

☆ 𝙣𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙖𝙠𝙞 𝙠𝙖𝙠𝙮𝙤𝙞𝙣

“Pick on Someone Your Own Size.” (Kakyoin X Reader)

ραят 4: ∂ιαмσи∂ ιѕ υивяєαкαвℓє

☮ 𝙟𝙤𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙤 𝙠𝙪𝙟𝙤

[NSFW] Ahegao Face Headcanons! (Various X Reader)

Christmas Alphabet! (A, K, R, U)

☮ 𝙟𝙤𝙨𝙪𝙠𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙜𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙠𝙖𝙩𝙖

[NSFW] Ahegao Face Headcanons! (Various X Reader)

[NSFW] Josuke Higashikata X Reader Kinky Headcanons!

An Unwanted Reunion. (Josuke Higashikata X Reader, 1.6k words!)

☮ 𝙤𝙠𝙪𝙮𝙖𝙨𝙪 𝙣𝙞𝙟𝙞𝙢𝙪𝙧𝙖

[NSFW] Ahegao Face Headcanons, Part 2! (Various X Reader)

[NSFW] Frustrations. (Okuyasu X Reader, 600+ words!)

S/O Caught Dancing In Mirror Headcanons (Various X Reader)

☮ 𝙧𝙤𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙠𝙞𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙗𝙚

[NSFW] Ahegao Face Headcanons, Part 2! (Various X Reader)

An Unwanted Reunion. (Josuke Higashikata X Reader, 1.6k words!)

S/O Caught Dancing In Mirror Headcanons (Various X Reader)

☮ 𝙢𝙞𝙠𝙞𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙖 𝙝𝙖𝙯𝙚𝙠𝙪𝙧𝙖

[NSFW] Ahegao Face Headcanons, Part 2! (Various X Reader)

☮ 𝙮𝙪𝙮𝙖 𝙛𝙪𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙢𝙞

[NSFW] Ahegao Face Headcanons, Part 2! (Various X Reader)

ραят 5: νєитσ αυяєσ

ʙᴜᴄᴄɪ ɢᴀɴɢ

☼ 𝙜𝙞𝙤𝙧𝙣𝙤 𝙜𝙞𝙤𝙫𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖

[NSFW] Ahegao Face Headcanons! (Various X Reader)

[NSFW] Giorno Giovanna X Reader Headcanons!

Drunk Headcanons! (Bucci Gang X Reader)

Christmas Alphabet! (F, G, H, M, Q)

[NSFW] A Not-So-Silent Night. (Bucci Gang X Reader, 2.1k words!)

Future!Giorno w/ Stand User Daughter (Giorno X Reader)

☼ 𝙜𝙪𝙞𝙙𝙤 𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙖

[NSFW] Ahegao Face Headcanons! (Various X Reader)

[NSFW] Interrogation. (Mista X Reader, 1K+ words!)

Drunk Headcanons! (Bucci Gang X Reader)

[NSFW] A Not-So-Silent Night. (Bucci Gang X Reader, 2.1k words!)

honeybunny sunshine. ☀️ (Mista X Reader, 500+ words!)

Future!Mista w/ Stand User Daughter (Mista X Reader)

☼ 𝙗𝙧𝙪𝙣𝙤 𝙗𝙪𝙘𝙘𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙞

[NSFW] Ahegao Face Headcanons! (Various X Reader)

[NSFW] Bruno Buccellati X Reader Headcanons!

[NSFW] New Traditions. (Bruno X Reader, 2K+ words!)

Drunk Headcanons! (Bucci Gang X Reader)

Christmas Alphabet! (D, O, P, U)

[NSFW] A Not-So-Silent Night. (Bucci Gang X Reader, 2.1k words!)

☼ 𝙡𝙚𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙖𝙗𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙤

[NSFW] Ahegao Face Headcanons, Part 2! (Various X Reader)

Drunk Headcanons! (Bucci Gang X Reader)

[NSFW] A Dangerous Game. (Abbacchio X Reader, 1.5k+ words!)

Christmas Alphabet! (A, E, T)

[NSFW] A Not-So-Silent Night. (Bucci Gang X Reader, 2.1k words!)

[NSFW] Warmth. (Abbacchio X Reader, 1.8k+ words!)

☼ 𝙥𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖𝙘𝙤𝙩𝙩𝙖 𝙛𝙪𝙜𝙤

Desensitization. (Fugo X Reader, 700+ words!)

[NSFW] A Not-So-Silent Night. (Bucci Gang X Reader, 2.1k words!)

[NSFW] Nerve Endings. (Fugo X Reader, 1.3k+ words!)

☼ 𝙣𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙞𝙖 𝙜𝙝𝙞𝙧𝙜𝙖

[NSFW] A Not-So-Silent Night. (Bucci Gang X Reader, 2.1k words!)

ʟᴀ sǫᴜᴀᴅʀᴀ

☼ 𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙤𝙩𝙩𝙤 𝙣𝙚𝙧𝙤