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shiggyscumrag · 5 months ago
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Hii can I do a smut request of (fem reader if you can) cuddling with Denji and he gets a boner from it leading to smut ignore this if you don’t want to do it!!
A/N: So this has been in my inbox for an eternity. I apologize but I couldn’t for the life of me think of anything to write for this request. I couldn’t get inspired to write for Denji. Until right now. No warnings sorry you know what you’re getting into.
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The way your bodies sank into the couch brought so much comfort and warmth. It makes you both start to cuddle up all over each other. Entangled worse than Denjis over due for a brush hair. It still somehow sat so sexy or maybe it’s just ovulation week.
Analyzing his face for I guess a little too long he finally meets your eyes. Without a word being allowed to break the tension you kiss him. Kissing back he leans forward to keep your lips on his. Eventually pulling back you shift to straddle him. Pulling off his shirt his hands grip your waist. Looking down at him you see his face is brighter than the red chain dangling from his chest. Smiling softly you cup his cheek finding his lips again. Feeling something genty push against your crouch you pull back with a light gasp. Looking down you see his shorts sporting a boner and a precum stain starting to appear. Biting your lip you let out a soft chuckle and moving closer to his cheek.
“You that excited all for me?” Kissing his ear lobe you nibble it lightly between your teeth. He shivered against you and let out a small whimper. Biting his lip to try and stifle the sound that already escaped his mouth you feel his jaw tighten. Hands gripping your waist he starts moving you back and forth. Moving with him you push his hair back out his face, letting your hands wrap around his head. Tossing your head back you let the feeling of his boner take over your thoughts. Cock drunk before even getting his pants off.
“You’re so hot. I love you.” He sputtered out between choked moans. Looking down fast you start grinding down on him harder.
“I love you too Denji.” Deciding you need him now more than ever you start to pull his shorts off. Lifting his hips he slips off his shorts and boxers in one swoop. Next he’s undoing your shorts and kissing your abdomen inching further to your clit. Through your underwear he places a kiss to your clit, then another even sloppier kiss. A sigh leaving your lips you watch as he slowly skids down your panties.
“This color compliments you so well beautiful.” He kisses your clit one last time making you moan out loud. Smirking he then shifts himself to lay on the couch. Bringing you with him you begin line up with him. In one smooth motion you take his cock fully. Balls deep and a moan comes out of his mouth. You begin to start moving up and down at a steady pace. Enjoying the way his cock ran perfectly against your walls. His slight curve and underside vein makes you flutter around him.
“Fuck you feel so good baby.” His hands are at your hips lightly guiding you.
“Just you wait baby.” You smirk at his puzzled expression.
Without another word uttered you turn 180 without pulling out now ready to twerk on his cock. Reverse cowgirl could never go wrong with an ass like yours. Watching you bounce up and down, up and down, up and down, he’s mesmerized. Hands behind his head he lets you do your thing. After a few minutes he notices you slow just a little.
“Don’t worry baby I got you.” Is all he has to say before hands push you forward gently into the couch cushions. Pulling out he sits up fucking you doggy style. Another position he loves you in. Perfect to get you all hot and needy, ready to cum. Then he grabs you by the hair pulling you to his chest. One hand finding your neck, while the other leaves your hair and moves to your clit.
“Denji don’t stop! Please please don’t stop.” The second plead coming out airy and desperate. Moving his hand he bites down on your neck then begins to leave a fat hickey. Your whole body feeling paralyzed by the stimulation. So much was happening but god damn, it felt like raw bliss.
“You make me feel better than anyone ever has. Better than I’ve ever had.” Your hands find the back of his neck gripping hard to his scalp. Pushing back against his hips taking him as deep as you can. He felt you flutter against him before you let out a soft gasp, and then a ‘I’m cumming!’ Working you through it he start to selfishly pick up his pace to chase his high.
“Good job baby just breathe. You feel so fucking wet. You’re too perfect.” He murmurs drunken praises into your ear. He’s just as pussy drunk and you are cock drunk. Obsessed and engulfed in each other you’re too lost in lust to care about anything else. Pumps getting more frantic get a little harsher with each thrust till her stuttered out something.
“I’m cumming, fuck.” Leaning his head into your neck he starts to groan but slowly turns into a moan. You could feel him cum into you all warm and sloppy. Before pulling out he kisses your neck ear and cheek. “You okay, baby?”
“Yeah it felt really good.” You say lazily, still a little out of it. Coming down from your high and enjoying the feeling of him inside you.
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tteokdoroki · 2 years ago
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Denji blushes when you hold his cock hand
☆༉ — DENJI. pretty boy.
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about. let’s pretend this ask isn’t years old but yeah actually he does omg :( !! started writing this ages ago but finished for @miguelism mwah <3
warnings. minors, blank and ageless blogs do not interact. characters aged up to 20s, smut, nsfw, handjobs, exhibitionism, praise kink, college!au, gn!reader, roommate!denji.
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“denji…”
“uhuh— i mean, uh, yeah?”
“has anyone told you, you’ve got such a pretty cock?”
you feel the entirety of denji’s length twitch within your hold— his head full of sunshine blonde hair falling back on the wall you’ve caged him against. your fingers are soft, pillowy around his thick shaft and your thumb presses to his leaky slit curiously, watching his face for a reaction. “y-you’d be the first…ah—fuck!” denji whimpers, golden brown eyes falling away from the world as you give your wrist an experimental flick, testing the waters on what you can do to him. “that’s nice…that’s real nice.”
you giggle, his precum oozing into the seat of your palm the more you start to jerk him off in the right space of aki’s bathroom. “yeah? i want you to feel good, denji.” you doubt that your roommates would want to be woken up by slick sounds and whiny whistle tone moans, so you step forward and reach out into the dark— pressing your lips against your boyfriend’s in a slow, syrupy kiss.
it’s adorable how he chases the warmth of your mouth, like a moth drawn to a candle flame, when you pull away to check the door only briefly. “come back, baby…please,” he pleads while he feverishly fucks your hand as if he’ll never get the chance to do so again. “feels good when you’re close…when you kiss me ‘n you use…shit, y-your t-tongue on me!” pleading turns to soggy, pathetic whimpers that are muffled by your tongue as you push your way back into denji’s mouth to shut him up.
you make denji feel like he’s going fucking insane, desire ripping through is chest, lewd squelching noises from his cock bleeding arousal all over your hand overlaying his soundtrack of moans and tongue lapping over tongues. opaque white slings around your knuckles as it drips from his creamy tip, only serving to guide your fist up and down his throbbing a little easier — as if it were a makeshift flesh light.
he really is so cute like this — pliant and needy underneath you, his body seizing up at your sensual ministrations and his skin shiny with sweat under the moonlight. the chainsaw devil can’t help but hiccup loudly despite how you pacify him with sweet, loving smooches. tears slip down the apples of his cheeks and track salt along your tongue too where they land at the corner of denji’s mouth. “you look so pretty with your cock in my hand,” praise for denji comes easily to you — he deserves to be cherished, to know that he’s good and loved. squeezing the base of his length, you push your thumb through his seedy slit just to see him cry, circling his bright red and mushroomed cockhead in order to lube him up more.
a pink flush blossoms across the expanse of his milky skin with every pump of his dick and his his head falls back against the wall with a dull thud. you lick your lips at the sight of his adam’s apple bobbing and his body shuddering, revealing to the naked eye just how desperate denji truly is.
“do you think you could cum for me, denji?”
the stutter in his hips tells you the answer, but you want a verbal one anyways — so for a moment, you stop palming his dripping wet cock and wait for his response.
“well?”
“please, i can do it,” he pants, eager to please — his honey brown eyes crazed and delirious. “j-just call me pretty again. ‘nd i promise i’ll—“
even with his back pressed right up against the wall and his shoulders quivering in anticipation of his impending high — denji still towers over you. so you stand on your tippy toes, languidly flicking your wrist to get him off, in order to whisper your command into the shell of his ear. “make a mess for me, pretty boy.” you simper, mouth falling open to mock his moans like you’re right on the edge with him.
denji cums with a shout and his release spills into your spoiled palm like a stream of molten igneous rock, painting your knuckles a gooey white. you have to cover his mouth with your remaining hand, muffling any sounds that escape him since his brain quite literally short circuits, reducing the poor blonde to nothing but tears and brainless babbles.
you do your best to keep him quiet while he twitches through the aftershocks — after all, it would be a shame if some else got to see your pretty boy blushing with his cock out.
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꒰ end. — all rights reserved © tteokdoroki 2023. do not copy, repost, translate & recommend elsewhere.
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aciddrattboyy · 5 months ago
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┆ꜱʏɴᴏᴘꜱɪꜱ - "you and aki have a... complicated relationship. one you both know will end in heartache even if you cant stay away"
ᴍᴏᴠɪᴇ ꜱᴛᴀᴛꜱ: ★ Starring: Aki H. x F! Reader ★ Run Time: 2k ★ Genre/Warnings: [Rated R: Adult Film/Drama] angst, smut, fingering (f!receiving), penetrative sex, crying while having sex, emotional sex ★ someone who had found me thru my old ao3 acct requested that i upload my older works so anon this is for you !! that being said absolutely NONE of it is edited/read thru bc reading my writing makes me want to vomit. pls enjoy :p
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“i knew you’d be out here,” you sighed, walking past the sliding door that led to aki’s balcony. there he was sitting, a cigarette sitting pretty on his lips as he looked out at the city. aki takes a drag of it, blowing it out slowly before tapping the end of it over the ashtray. 
“how’d you get in here,” he mumbled as he fished in his pocket for his pack of cigarettes, routinely handing you one without another thought. you take it, dragging the other chair over next to his before sitting down with him.
“i asked denji to keep the door unlocked before he went to bed,” you answer simply, patting your pockets for a lighter that you don’t seem to have. “can i see your lighter?” aki nodded, quietly pulling his lighter out and handing it to you. mumbling a thanks you fumbled to start the lighter, hand shaking slightly. once you finally get the cigarette to light, you wordlessly hand the lighter back to him, taking a long hit. 
“you shouldn’t be here,” aki’s voice was low, steady as he spoke even though the tension between the two of you continued to grow. 
“i know,” you said quietly, taking another hit. “codependency is a funny thing isn’t it?” you kept your eyes out on the lights of the city out in front of you, not having enough energy to look aki in the eye. 
“y/n what’re you talking about,” through your peripheral, you could see aki looking at you, his eyebrows furrowed. you opted for closing your eyes, tapping your cigarette against the arm of your chair.
 “well you’re dependent on these cigarettes aren’t you? you look for these whenever you feel stressed, tired, depressed - basically anything even though you know it’s bad for you,” you tilted your head up, rapidly blinking to keep any tears at bay. “i’m the same way, except it’s not cigarettes i look for.” it was quiet for a moment, a cool breeze drifting by as you tried to figure out how you were supposed to word what you wanted to say next. 
“what’s going on,” aki’s voice was unusually soft, a type of gentleness you’ve never received from him before. this caused you to open your eyes, looking at him with a weary smile. 
“i’m quitting public safety,” although you tried so hard to keep it in, tears began to silently fall down your cheeks. you saw something change in aki’s expression, although you couldn’t quite put a name to it. “i didn’t come here to try to convince you to quit with me. i know you are too focused on your goal,” your voice was strained as you kept eye contact with him. without too much of a second thought, you took his hand in yours. “i came to tell you that you better not even think of fucking dying,”
using your other hand, you began to wipe the tears that now seemed to be flooding out in a nonstop stream. sobs begin to wrack you body as you curl into yourself. too distracted by the sound of your own sobs, you didnt even register the feeling of aki rubbing circles on your back. 
“y/n look at me,” he cupped your face in his hand, tilting your head up to look at him. the sight of his glassy eyes was enough to shock you enough to stop crying. cigarette long forgotten, he moves his other hand to wipe the tears off of both of your cheeks. in this moment aki knew what he was going to do would be incredibly selfish. he knew this would be a horrible idea that would hurt both you and him. but seeing the desperate look in your eyes was enough for him to want to throw it all away. within an instant his lips found yours, kissing you just as desperately as you looked only moments ago. 
without wasting another second you kissed him back just as passionately, tangling your fingers in his hair as you squeezed your eyes shut tightly. the kiss was messy, teeth and tongue clashing as the two of you tried to show the other all the feelings you kept buried. aki only broke the kiss when he absolutely needed to take a breath, leaning his forehead against yours as he panted against your lips.
“this is a bad idea,” you murmured with a dry chuckle as you traced his bottom lip with your thumb. “this is a very bad idea,” slightly hurt by your words, despite knowing how true they were, aki was about to pull back. was about to maybe give you one final hug before sending you home. but as soon as you felt the slightest shift in his position you grabbed his arm. “but we already came this far…”
“we don’t have to go any farther,” he spoke softly as his lips moved against yours. he was willing to go as far as you wanted tonight. knowing this would be the last night you would ever see each other.
“i want to.”
you weren’t sure how you ended up in aki’s bed, a blur of bumping into furniture while kissing messily being the only explanation you had. here you were now, under aki as he absolutely worshiped your body. leaving wet kisses over the expanse of your collar bone and neck, he began unbuttoning your shirt. his shirt, along with your jacket were tossed somewhere along the path to his bed.
“aki,” you called softly, carding your hand in his hair to try to pull you away from your neck. he immediately got the message, placing his lips on yours as he finally got your shirt completely off, tossing it who knows where before bringing one hand to grab at your breast.
with neither of you wanting to break the kiss, the both of you struggled to get each others pants off, giggling into the kiss at how much harder you were making this for yourselves. after finally managing to shed off your pants only the thin material of your underwear remained. experimentally, aki pushed his hips down onto yours, pulling a moan out of both of you at the warm feeling og long awaited stimulation.
with a cautious roll of his hips, aki couldn’t help the small whimper that left his lips. burying his head into the crook of your neck, he continued to rut his hips into you, earning moans and whines from the both of you. 
“aki- please-,” your voice was filled with a desperation that you were embarrassed to admit you had. covering your eyes with your arm, you bit your lip, trying not to make too much noise as he pressed into your clit. with a shaky hand, he pulls your panties to the side, experimentally swiping ahead along your slit. gripping onto his shoulder tightly with your free hand you tried to keep your hips from bucking up into his touch.  
you could feel aki’s ragged breath fan against your neck as he slowly pushed one finger inside, cursing against your hot skin when he felt your fluttering hole clench around him. it didn’t take long for you to start begging for more. which he happily obliged, pushing two fingers in and curling his fingers upward and into the spongy spot inside of you. when you felt his thumb brush roughly against your clit you let out a small mewl, thighs trembling softly as the pleasure continued to build up. 
growing impatient, you snake your hand between your bodies and cup his erection, squeezing softly. you turn your head just a bit to whisper in his ear.
“i want you aki,” your breathless voice seemed to bring aki back to earth, causing him to lift his head to look at you. there was a certain pain in his eyes that you knew both of you would be feeling for the foreseeable future.
“yeah?” he asked softly, his tongue swiping over his bottom lip as you nod your head. “okay- okay needa grab a condo-” you grab onto his arm as he reaches toward his nightstand drawer, shaking your head timidly. “y/n that’s a bad idea,” his voice was soft, as he hovered over you.
“you can use one if you want,” you squeeze his arm weakly, trying to offer a comforting smile. “im just saying we don’t have to… i trust you aki,” the shadows on your face from the city lights being filtered by his blinds made your features look so much softer. he took a moment to take in your face, trying so hard to commit every little detail to memory. 
he exhaled shakily, placing a chaste kiss on your lips before pulling away, taking off his briefs before sliding himself back between his legs. you sit up, leaning against your elbows as you take in the sight of his hair cascading around his head, covering his face completely as he kept his head down.
he shifted closer to you until the backs of your thighs rested snuggly against the top of his. raising his head, he studied your expression before his eyes trekked down your body, all the way down to where the two of you would soon be connected.
“ let me know if you need me to stop,” he mumbled as he held onto your thigh, other hand languidly jerking himself off a couple times before running it between your folds. “oh fuck,” slowly, he began to slowly push himself inside you. 
you whimpered out his name, head thrown back as you felt him shift over you, leaning over slightly to place his lips on yours. you were tight around him, walls clenching as he pressed into you. gripping onto the sheets under you, you sat up, leaning back on your hands as your mouth chased his. he placed a hand against the nape of your neck with a sort of tenderness you knew would be the first and last time feeling it. he placed his other hand on the small  of your back , shifting your position until you were straddling his lap, chests pressed together as he bottomed out inside of you. 
you wrap your arms around his shoulders, burying your face into his neck as you tentatively lift your hips before dropping back down. your movement elicited moans from both of you as aki moved his hands to your hips.
smothering kisses all along aki’s neck, you began to move your hips with his help, soft pants and whines leaving both of you as the muted sound of skin slapping clouded the room. no words were spoken for a while, too scared to verbalize feelings and wishes that could never be fulfilled. 
aki brought his hand down to your lower abdomen, using his thumb to rub at your clit as he continued to help you fuck yourself on his dick. you clawed at his shoulder blades, a string of whines and calls for his name falling on all too eager ears as your thighs started to tremble. 
“ gonna cum aki,” you felt tears well in your eyes for a multitude of reasons. the three word phrase was on the tip of your tongue and you so desperately wanted to say it. he swore under his breath at the feeling of you clenching around him so hard.
“go ahead yn, let- let go,” his voice was strained, almost sounding painful as he exercised all restraint to not cum inside you when he felt you cum around him with a high pitched whine. he didn’t last long, quickly lifting you off of his dick, and jerking himself off until he came all over your stomach. 
your legs ached as you continued to sit on his lap, heads resting against each other as you both came down. when reality began to sit in you felt the tears pooling in your eyes again. 
“aki i-”
“don’t,” his voice definitely sounded very pained now, his hands balled into fists on your thighs. 
“i’m sorry,”
“y/n please don’t-” you quickly cupped his face in your hands, tilting his head to make eye contact with you. through the light sneaking in the otherwise dark room, you could see the tears slowly falling down his cheeks. 
“i’m sorry,” your voice cracked as you tried to blink the tears away. “aki i love you.”
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i hope you enjoyed !! reblogs/comments are very appreciated <3 ʟᴏʙʙʏ ﹕ꜰɪʟᴍᴏɢʀᴀᴘʜʏ 𝄃𝄃𝄂𝄀𝄁𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄃
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honeygem · 2 years ago
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Stockholm Syndrome - Choose your Own Ending
Contains: dead dove: do not eat, smut, hired gunman, cnc, a change of heart, attempted murder/suicide, choking, unspecified character, undetailed/inaccurate venture to the dark web, slow burn, y/n has a specified descriptions but still generalized, mentions of various sex toys, kissing, safe word use, Stockholm syndrome,
a/n: unhealthy coping mechanism, this is purely self indulgent(heavy on self indulgent); I am back in the same building again?!
Dottore, William Afton, Hayakawa Aki, Childe, Capitano, Pierro, Barou Shouei, Michael Kaiser, Oliver Aiku, Itto, Dang Heng, Blade, Nicholas D. Wolfwood, Million Knives, Taiju Shiba, Jing Yuan, Denji, Beam, Scaramouche, Ran Haitani, Rin Haitani, Gojo, Geto, Sukuna, Toji, Kisaki Tetta,
I've thought about this for a long time.
I've always had thoughts about it, on and off, yet I never had the guts to actually do it. I know I could. However I've always hesitated thinking about what I'd leave behind.
What about mom? What about dad and his heart disease? My pet cat? What about my favourite books? Hobbies? Series? Will I ever finish them before my time runs out? Will I ever know their ending? What about my money I still haven't received from my friend, will she still give it back when I died?
Do I need to make an email for all my friends and family and have it sent days after I die? What should I say to them? I wanted to confess all my sins— my shortcomings, to my parents. Finally, I can let them down one last time by unleashing all these kept secrets and disappointments. By then, will they pity me for enduring this life for too long or will they resent me for tainting our family name and being a disgrace?
I sat in front of my computer, alone in my room with no other noise but the fan and dogs barking outside. It feels like time stopped at this moment. Like I could continue with my life without any consequences. However I knew time won't stop for anyone... and so does my thoughts.
Instinctively, like a flash if light, I typed in words I never expect to see appear on my computer history.
I did it... I entered the dark web.
I laughed to myself, almost insanely. This is getting too ridiculous, even for myself. Am I really not going to turn back now? Perhaps I could still close my computer and forget about this.
My body moved on its own, ignoring the warnings running inside my head. It felt like a dozen of red lights flashing inside my head signaling me to stop but I was blind and floored the gas pedal.
I searched desperately for something as if running out of time was part of the risk in doing what I needed to to; it was. I needed to finish this as soon without having anyone know or see it.
I needed it to be done quickly before I crumble down to myself once again and break down.
I managed to keep my mind shut from overthinking and stressing over the fact that this was too much for me. I couldn't afford distractions.
I've accumulated enough money to buy myself a hitman, set aside enough money for my funeral expenses, and enough money to support my family just in case they broke down once I'm gone; I hoped that they won't.
It's been months since I ventured in the dark web. Weeks have passed since I finished writing all the emails to be sent to my family and a few of my friends. Weeks have passed since I acquired a few more money to add to what I'll leave for my parents. And days have passed since I tried to finish everything in my bucket list except for two things.
During those days, I lived my life normallyas I did before. I spent time with my family, bonded with my friends, and caught up with my favourite series to whatever I can catch up to with my limited time. It was as if what happened a few months ago didn't happen.
It felt like a fever dream... but I knew it was real.
This was all a facade. A play to perform until it was the end of the show.
Today's the day, I guess. Or maybe not. I had completely forgotten. How could I ever forget about it? Nevermind, at least I finished what I needed to do.
I had planned to go out today and luckily I didn't have any errands to run. I had made sure to clean the house before I left and gave my mom a goodbye and an 'I love you', a habit I developed these past few months. At first it felt weird but it gave off some sort of relief and goodness in me. I smiled when I heard my mom say it back before I left.
At this point, I can feel myself close to crying... even when I've done this multiple times, gaslighted myself it was for the better, I still felt unsure and scared as I walk along my chosen path.
Maybe I wasn't meant to do this....
It had gotten very late and I still wasn't at home. I've destroyed my phone completely and disposed it somewhere. I assumed that my parents are now looking for me... desperately.
I had went inside the location an unknown messenger had sent me a few days ago. Room 44 of a motel miles away from home.
Perhaps the further I go from home would be better.
I've arrived at the designated room and no one was inside. The room was dimly lit with red highlights, flower petals and scented candles lit everywhere. It awfully gave a romantic vibe for a crime scene that was about to happen.
No one was present in the room but me so I closed the door and inhaled the scent coming from the candles. I wandered around the room and looked at the details further.
I inspected the bed a little closer and saw various sex toys displayed. Some were ropes, whips, paddle, and lots more. I even saw a spreader bar at the bottom of the bed, as well as a few more dildos and extra condoms in the box and other more stuff I don't recognize.
I don't really expect to use all of these in one night... I might not even last an hour.
"Oh, hey. You're here." A man came out of the bathroom.
Good ending, bad ending, deulon's ending Buy me a ko-fi?
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twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat · 6 months ago
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[ 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 … 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐢 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞? ]
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hi, i’m ari !! :3 20yo, lit major, green tea homo, ceo of suguism, known villainfucker + forever lover of men who are mothers (& beautiful tortured knights) <3 prns are strictly they/them !!
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[ 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐞. ]
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zikkytheblicky · 1 year ago
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♡︎ you can call me zikky or any pet names if you prefer. I’m black and Jamaican— pronouns are he/him/they/them/theirs i’m transgender and bisexual !!
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notiddygothgf · 8 months ago
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14. Taxi
★ pairings: aki hayakawa x fem reader
★ ❝ Make sure Sleeping Beauty over there doesn't puke all over that pretty dress of yours, yeah?  ❞
★ c.w.: smut. drinking (NOT BETA'd. olivia will be my beta-er.) (more content warnings and tags)
★ a/n: guess who dropped calculussssss!!!! yeah so it didnt wind up working out. i'm like going crazy rn and this story is the only thing keeping me sane. anyway! enjoy this! i had such a blast writing it. most importantly, keep on commenting! you guys keep me goin.
★ w.c: .6.8k
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IT WAS LATE TUESDAY EVENING. Makima was throwing another Newbie welcome party. Your husband had refused to come, saying something about a meeting he had, something about a schedule conflict before kissing your cheek and walking out. You were standing in the lobby of the reception hall, black cocktail dress on, lips painted red, makeup compact open in your palm while you scrutinized your reflection. 
It was 7 PM, the party had started an hour ago, and still, no call from Aki. You told yourself you hadn’t gotten dressed up for him, but as you caught a glimpse of the red against your skin, you wondered just a bit what he’d think when he saw you tonight. A trace of a smile slipped across your lips as you brushed a finger along the edge of your liner, thinking about his sharp, quiet gaze, the way he always looked like he was sizing up a storm in his head.
The thought made you shift on your heels, scanning the room. Seven on the dot, and still no Aki. Strange.
You closed the compact, slipping it into your clutch just as a familiar figure sidled up beside you, grinning.
“Well, now this is something,” Himeno teased, her eyes dancing as she took in your appearance. “You’ve actually arrived before your shadow.”
You laughed, rolling your eyes at her. “Where is he, anyway?”
Himeno gave a nonchalant shrug, twirling a lock of her hair between her fingers. “Think you just missed him, actually. Stepped out with Denji not too long ago,” she hummed, her eyes glinting with a playful spark. “Should be back any minute. Why? Missing your boyfriend already?”
So he is here early. Typical.
A smile played on your lips as you leaned against the bar. “Not my boyfriend,” you corrected, though the denial felt softer than you intended. “But… maybe I am.”
Himeno smirked, nudging you with her elbow. “Oh, I see how it is. All dolled up just for him, huh?”
You laughed again, brushing off the comment. “I dressed up for the event. For everyone. Not for him.”
“Right,” Himeno replied, raising her eyebrows with an exaggerated nod. “You just happened to pick out the dress that’ll make Aki’s brain short-circuit when he sees it.”
Your cheeks warmed slightly, but you refused to let her get to you. “He’ll have to behave,” you said, though you weren’t convinced by the words.
The grand hall was alive with a soft golden glow, tall windows adorned with silk drapes framing the nighttime skyline, and chandeliers casting a warm, intimate light over everything below. Tables lined the walls, each decorated with carefully arranged flowers, while guests mingled in clusters, laughter and conversation creating a steady, harmonious hum. There was an elegance to the space that made you feel like you'd stepped into a scene far removed from the typical demands of the job—almost like you were someone else, someone not bound by secrets or silent glances.
Himeno looped her arm through yours as the two of you wandered further inside, catching up on the usual things—how busy work had been, what new, funny things you’d overheard around the office.
Her eyes sparkled knowingly as she looked at you, amused, before an acquaintance of hers called her over. With an apologetic grin, she squeezed your shoulder, murmuring, “I’ll be back. Try not to get too distracted while I’m gone.”
Left on your own, you wandered among the elegantly dressed guests, your heart racing just a bit faster than usual. You could feel some eyes turning your way—polite, indifferent, but still, enough to make you wonder if they knew something you didn’t want them to. Did they sense the quickening of your pulse, the way you searched the crowd almost instinctively? Or worse, could they somehow know about Aki, and the way your thoughts always seemed to find their way back to him?
With Himeno gone, you found yourself adrift, wandering slowly around the room, unsure of where to settle. The crowd was thick with people, faces both familiar and unfamiliar, all talking, laughing, glasses of champagne in hand. As you moved through the clusters of guests, you could feel it—that prickling sensation at the back of your neck. Glances were being cast your way, fleeting and sideways, some lingering a beat too long before they shifted back to their conversations. You tried to convince yourself it was just because of the dress, or maybe because you weren't blending in as easily as you thought, but the feeling lingered.
The more eyes you caught, the harder it was to ignore the creeping suspicion that there was something more behind them. Did they know? You kept your expression serene, calm, but beneath that calm, questions twisted and tangled. Maybe someone had noticed the way you and Aki sometimes gravitated toward each other at work, the rare glances that lasted a fraction too long, the way you'd sometimes linger in doorways as though waiting for him to appear. 
And if they did know—what were they thinking? The thought made your stomach clench. There was no denying the potential consequences if people found out, if whispers started. The idea of your connection with Aki being exposed, stripped of the privacy you’d both guarded so carefully, sent a jolt of unease through you. You couldn’t bear the idea of becoming fodder for office gossip, or worse, risking his reputation.
An unbidden thought wormed its way in: Would he still care if people found out? Or would he just carry on, unaffected? You shook it off, annoyed at yourself for even entertaining it. Aki had always been the careful one, the one with more at stake, and you knew he wasn’t the type to let others get in the way of what mattered to him.
But here, surrounded by strangers, you felt uncomfortably bare, like people could see right through you. You felt as if your secret was etched across your face for anyone who bothered to look.
Then, just as you were considering slipping away to find a quiet corner, a voice, smooth and familiar, cut through the noise behind you. “Can I have the honor of bringing you a drink?”
You spun around, and there he was, standing close, his icy blue gaze meeting yours with that easy warmth that managed to quiet every doubt swirling in your head. His smile was subtle, restrained, yet there was a certain spark in his eyes, as though he could see right past the formalities, past the anxiety.
“Aki,” you breathed, your voice barely a whisper.
“Long time, no see, troublemaker,” he replied lightly, but the warmth in his eyes betrayed him. “You looked like you could use a drink,” he added, holding out a glass. As you took it, your fingers brushed, and for just a second, the world narrowed to that point of contact, every stare, every doubt slipping away, as though he were all that mattered.
“Behave. We’re in public,” You reminded him gently – the way a teenage girl would tell her boyfriend to ‘Stawwwwp’ when he play-fought with her. You were sick, you really were.
He quirked a brow, “I don’t think I did anything remarkable by buying you a drink.”
“People already talk,” You replied. “You don’t think it’s strange that the hardass Captain Hayakawa warmed up to one of his subordinates so quickly despite only having met her in public a handful of times?”
He shrugged as if he couldn’t possibly care less. “Let them talk, then. You look beautiful tonight.”
And, like you were 16 all over again, your cheeks warmed at his words. You took a cheeky little sip of the drink he had brought you – Merlot. Your favorite wine. This close to him, you could smell his cologne – that scent you knew so well, combined with the faintest hint of his detergent, of nicotine. You had spent half of the past few months tangled in his sheets. You would have been able to recognize him with your eyes closed, truly.
“And you’re misbehaving,” You retorted, a tongue-in-cheek comment that you knew he would make you eat when he got you alone. 
“Who’s responsible for that?” He answered back without missing so much as a beat. Stepping closer to you, damn near crossing that line between ‘we’re coworkers’ and ‘she and I are having an affair’, he dropped his voice, “That dress looks amazing on you.”
You couldn’t help the grin that took over your face. The warmth that churned in your gut. “Thank you.”
The two of you began to walk around the room. As you strolled alongside Aki, conversation slipping easily between you, you couldn’t ignore the sense of being watched. It was subtle at first—a flicker of movement in your periphery, a quiet murmur that seemed to fade whenever you glanced around.
But then, you caught sight of them: curious eyes fixed on you, darting quickly away when you noticed, but not quickly enough. Their expressions held that familiar mix of polite interest and quiet judgment, a slight narrowing of brows that sent a wave of unease crawling up your spine.
The stares felt sharper, cutting through the careful facade you were trying so hard to maintain. Your heart raced as a thought wormed its way into your mind: They all know.
You shot a glance at Aki, feeling the heat rise to your face. The easy, flirtatious air you’d shared just moments ago suddenly felt fragile, as if it might shatter under the weight of so many eyes. You swallowed hard, nerves turning to panic. If anyone suspected even a fraction of what lingered between you and Aki, it would spread like wildfire. You couldn’t bear to think about the consequences—for him, for you.
Just as the realization started to sink in, you felt a presence at your side, and there she was—Himeno. Without missing a beat, she slid her arm around yours and Aki’s, drawing both of you closer with an effortless ease that seemed to diffuse the tension around you. Her voice cut through the silence with cheerful bravado, clearly meant to distract any lingering gazes. “There you two are! I was just talking to someone about how great it was being able to catch up with you the other day.”
Himeno cast you a knowing glance, a subtle grin that held an unspoken promise of discretion. With a skill that only she could pull off, she steered the conversation into safer territory, dropping a casual comment about the last mission, something innocuous that allowed you to breathe again.
Then, the three of you kept walking. The onlookers returned to their business.
You managed a laugh, though it felt a bit too high-pitched, a bit too forced. But Himeno kept up the chatter, her presence a welcome buffer as she guided you and Aki through the crowded hall, almost as though she was giving the onlookers a reason to lose interest. Her laughter and bright words cast a shield around the three of you, and for a moment, it worked. The weight of the stares started to lift, the sharpness of their gazes fading into a hum of background noise.
“We’re getting our drink on later, right?” She asked Aki– or you, you weren’t really sure.
“I’m supposed to drive home,” Aki answered.
She pouted, “So what? Call a taxi.”
“I’ll have a few with you,” You said. “But only a few.”
You fell into the flow of conversation as best you could, though it was hard to focus with your nerves still on edge. Every now and then, you caught Aki’s gaze as he glanced at you, brow knit slightly in concern, but you both played along, letting Himeno’s words carry the rhythm.
But then, just as you started to relax, to settle back into the night, you spotted him over Aki’s shoulder. Your husband had arrived, standing at the edge of the crowd, his gaze scanning the room. Your stomach dropped, a sick feeling clawing its way up as you tried to think – then he saw you.
What the hell is he doing here?
Before you could even process the thought, he began walking closer, his face composed, unreadable. Panic set in as you realized the impossible tightrope you were balancing on, and you tried to steady your breathing, to keep your expression neutral. Did he know? Or would he just see you as he always did, like you were any other guest in the room?
You tried to shake off the feeling, to rejoin the conversation, but the momentary calm had vanished. Your thoughts raced as you walked through the crowd, navigating the distance between yourself and your husband like it was a dangerous line.
You turned your back, saying, “You buying?”
“It’s an open bar,” She replied. You tried to look normal, to get lost in the sound of her voice, but it didn’t work, “Miss Makima is buying.”
The moment you heard that unmistakable voice behind you, it felt like your heart froze mid-beat. 
“Hi, honey,” your husband’s voice cut through the buzz of the room, smooth and calm. But there was an edge to it, one that sent a jolt of dread straight down your spine. 
You saw Aki’s head perk up, and his eyes narrowed, sharpening into thin slits as he turned, locking his gaze on your husband with a quiet, intense focus. His stance shifted subtly, almost imperceptibly—his hands folded neatly behind his back, his expression unreadable yet taut. He looked every bit the Lieutenant Captain he was, poised and formidable, the easy-going demeanor from earlier vanishing in an instant.
"So, you’re the husband I’ve heard so much about!” Himeno chirped, trying to cover the tension with her usual bravado, stepping forward with a bright smile. She wrapped her arms around your shoulders and squeezed, as though the gesture could somehow shield you from the impending disaster.
Your husband’s half-lidded gaze shifted briefly to her, though his smile barely reached his eyes. "And you are?” His tone was polite, but you could hear the skepticism in it, that subtle doubt as his gaze lingered over Himeno's shoulder, his eyes landing back on Aki, scrutinizing.
You tried to swallow down the knot tightening in your throat, forcing yourself to maintain a calm expression. “Tanimoto, this is Himeno, one of my coworkers,” you said, gesturing to her with a forced, polite smile. Your heart was racing, a nervous energy simmering under your skin, knowing that everything hung by a thread.
“Pleasure to meet you,” Tanimoto nodded, acknowledging Himeno with a quick glance, but his focus quickly returned to Aki, whose steely gaze met his head-on. Neither of them seemed inclined to look away.
This is bad. You felt your pulse spike, every instinct screaming that this was the worst possible situation, an unthinkable confrontation playing out right in front of you.
You cleared your throat, trying to smooth over the tension. “Hayakawa,” you said, gesturing to Aki with a shaky smile, “This is my— my husband, Tanimoto.”
Why was that so hard to say?
Your husband’s expression flickered as he finally extended his hand—only to Aki. The move felt deliberate, his gesture one of formal politeness rather than genuine warmth. Aki glanced down at the outstretched hand, his face unreadable, but made no move to take it.
“Kyoto, right?” Aki asked instead, his tone flat, as if the question itself were a test.
Tanimoto’s brow quirked slightly, but he kept his expression controlled. “Yes. You’re familiar?”
Aki held his gaze, his tone unyielding. “I’m Lieutenant Captain. It’s my job.”
“I’m saying I don’t know what you thought you were doing in Tokyo,” he said, his voice rising. “But word travels in Public Safety. There are rumors about you dancing around with a little Captain, or some shit.”
A flicker of surprise crossed your husband’s face, a slight widening of his eyes as he absorbed the title, the unexpected rank that carried a weight all its own. But he recovered quickly, giving a polite nod. “Of course. My apologies,” he said, with a practiced smoothness.
An uncomfortable silence stretched between them, the air thick with an unspoken tension that felt fucking electric. 
Himeno, sensing the palpable strain, chimed in with a bright smile. “Well, it’s always nice to meet family! We’re so glad you could join us, even if just for a little bit.” Her voice had an airy quality to it, intentionally lighthearted, but you could see the slight worry in her eyes as she glanced between you and Aki.
Tanimoto didn’t answer her right away. He kept his gaze on Aki a beat longer, then turned to you, his smile settling into something unreadable. “Would you mind if I steal my lovely wife away? Just for a moment?”
Himeno’s gaze flicked to you, silently asking if you were alright. 
You managed a quick nod, and she gave a cheery, “Of course! We’ll be right here when you get back.” Her tone was bright as always, her words meant as reassurance as she gently released her grip on you.
The moment Himeno stepped back, Tanimoto turned and started toward a quieter area a few feet away, his posture rigid. Your heart thundered as you took a breath, then stepped forward, catching up to him as you plastered on a smile, though the pulse in your throat felt thick, tense. 
“I thought you couldn’t make it tonight?” you asked, trying to keep your tone light, neutral.
“Meeting let up early,” he answered, his voice clipped. His gaze scanned the room briefly, as though he were evaluating everything around him. “I came to take you home.”
He was mad.
Your heart dropped, and you barely suppressed the urge to step back. You forced a casual smile, though your chest tightened as you tried to gauge his expression. 
"What?" You asked, laughter bubbling up, sounding forced to your own ears. "No, that won’t be necessary."
You shot a quick glance over your shoulder. Aki was still talking to Himeno, but you could feel his blue eyes on you every few seconds, a silent question in his gaze each time it flickered your way. You swallowed, steadying yourself.
"I’m staying. I’ll catch a taxi back," You added, hoping it sounded convincing, though your voice wavered slightly. “The party just started, like, an hour ago.”
Tanimoto’s expression hardened, suspicion flickering over his face as he regarded you. He hesitated, his eyes narrowing as if weighing your words. A long, tense moment passed before he sighed, the sound reluctant, yet resigned. "Alright," he replied slowly. "But don’t be out too late."
He stepped forward to kiss you on the cheek, his lips nearing, and instinctively, you winced, ducking away before he could reach you. His expression darkened slightly, though he quickly masked it, a smile slipping over his features like an ill-fitting glove.
This is horrible.
There was a beat of silence, a silent acknowledgment that neither of you addressed. Then he straightened, nodding curtly. 
"Well," he said, glancing over at Aki and Himeno, "Excuse me for interrupting. Nice meeting you all."
With that, he turned on his heel and made his way to the exit, his footsteps echoing as he left the hall. You exhaled a shaky breath, relief flooding over you as the tension began to dissipate.
Himeno was instantly at your side, her expression half-amused, half-concerned as she watched him disappear. "Thanks for covering," you murmured, your shoulders sagging as you let yourself relax for the first time since he’d arrived.
She gave you a sly grin, patting your arm gently. "No problem," she said, shooting a quick glance at Aki, who was watching you both carefully, his arms crossed, his gaze flickering with something unreadable. "But we’ll need to talk later, girl," she added, her voice low and teasing, though there was a note of worry in her eyes.
Aki’s gaze softened as he stepped closer, a flicker of relief passing over his face. He didn’t say anything, but you knew he would have a lot to say later.
Himeno cleared her throat, “So… would now be a good time to hit up that bar?”
“I was just thinking the same thing,” You sighed, turning away from Aki’s piercing gaze. You couldn’t bear to look at him. No, you were ashamed. Polishing off the rest of your wine in one go, you added, “I need something stronger than this.”
As the night went on, the conversation began to flow a little easier – as did the booze. In fact, by the time the party was drawing to a close, the three of you were completely inebriated. Himeno had that pinkish flush to her face that you remembered so well. Aki was practically slumped over after his (??)th cocktail of the night. You were blinking tiredly at Himeno, at whatever story she was telling you that you hadn’t been listening to.
The three of you were stood outside of the venue. Arms crossed over your body to brace yourself against the cold wind, you replied, “That’s bull.”
“That’s what I said!” Himeno slurred. “I told him to quit playing in my face. It’s a real problem – men, these days.”
“Couldn’t agree more,” You agreed half-assedly, gaze trickling over to your lover, whose eyes were glazed over with a drunken look. He was in no shape to drive back, that was for sure. “Aki, are you driving home?”
“Yeah, I…” He swallowed, swaying slightly on his feet – at six-foot-something, he looked like a skyscraper, bending in the wind. Slowly, like he had to think extra hard about it, he continued, “Yeah… I am.”
“I don’t think so,” Himeno answered before you could say the same thing. “You should call a taxi.”
“Taxis are for wussies,” Aki grumbled beneath his breath. Still, when you cast him a pout, he stepped towards the curb. 
So cute.
The wind outside the venue felt sharper against your flushed skin, biting through the remnants of warmth left over from the drinks. You crossed your arms over your chest, bracing against the chill, though the sight of Aki swaying slightly on his feet in his drunken stupor was enough to bring a small smile to your face.
“Come on, Aki. Be sensible,” you coaxed, giving him a soft pout of your own.
He sighed, reluctantly stepping toward the curb to wave a taxi down. It was cute, watching him try to flag one down with all the determination he could muster, though most cars drove past him without so much as slowing down.
Himeno leaned in, nudging you gently. “He doesn’t look so hot. Maybe you should see him home safe?”
You sighed, glancing over at Aki as he cursed at a passing taxi. “You’re probably right.”
He grumbled something incoherent, swaying a bit as another cab sped past him. 
You laughed softly, shaking your head. “What a night.”
“What a night, indeed, girly.” Himeno pulled out a cigarette, lighting it up and taking a long drag before she exhaled into the cold night air. She held the pack toward you, her eyes half-lidded with a mixture of exhaustion and tipsy satisfaction. You declined politely, and she shrugged, tucking it back into her bag.
“So… you cab-hopping with us?” you asked, feeling a bit of reluctance at the thought of her leaving.
She shook her head, her lips curving into a sly grin. “Nah. When you drink on the daily, driving comes naturally.” She waved you off with a lazy salute.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, a taxi slowed to a stop at the curb, and Aki staggered up to it, gesturing for you to get in. “It’s for you,” he called, the words a bit slurred. “Get you home safe.”
You stepped closer, folding your arms and giving him a playful look. “I’m coming home with you,” you called back.
His eyes widened, and then, he smirked, one of those warm, lazy smiles that made your heart skip. “I like the sound of that.”
You rolled your eyes, but a smile tugged at your lips. “Just get in the damn taxi. I wanna say bye, first.” 
He pouted but got in, slumping down and muttering to the driver, half-lidded eyes still on you as he settled into the seat.
You turned back to Himeno, laughing softly. “Get home safe, okay?”
She took another drag of her cigarette, her gaze softening a bit. “You too. And make sure Sleeping Beauty over there doesn’t puke all over that pretty dress of yours, yeah?”
You grinned. “I’ll see you around?”
“Always,” she replied, giving you a wink as she turned, already headed back inside the venue.
With one last glance, you slipped into the taxi, shutting the door behind you. The driver pulled away, and you relaxed into the seat, feeling the tension of the night start to ebb. Aki was staring out the window, a soft smile on his face, and when he caught sight of you beside him, his expression softened.
As the taxi moved through the quiet streets, Aki’s head lulled to the side, and he let out a small sigh before resting it against your shoulder. You stiffened at first, the unexpected weight and warmth of him surprising. But he looked so peaceful, so unguarded in this moment that you felt the tightness in your shoulders ease.
“Missed you,” he murmured, his voice soft and heavy with drowsiness, each word dragging as if he were only half-awake.
In a rare, unfiltered moment of abandon, he leaned further into you, snuggling against your shoulder shamelessly, letting out a contented hum. You found yourself smiling softly, letting your head rest against his for just a moment, savoring the quiet intimacy that had so rarely been yours to enjoy.
“Aki, don’t be a baby,” You laughed.
Aki pressed a wet kiss to your neck, then another. “I can’t wait to get you out of this dress,” He slurred against your skin. 
A part of you yearned for nothing more than that. Still, one spare glance over at him, at the way he was practically slumped over you – six feet of man nearly crushing you – and you knew no such thing was happening.
Sure, you thought to yourself.
Five minutes later, you finally managed to steer him through the front door. Once you reached the bed, Aki all but collapsed onto it, sprawling out immediately, limbs splayed as he peered up at you with a heavy-lidded gaze that was both bleary and endearing. You stood over him, shaking your head as you reached for his blazer, fumbling a little with the sleeves as he sat half-propped up, his arms nearly dead weight in your hands.
“Gotta take this off,” you murmured, mostly to yourself, as you tugged the blazer free. He blinked at you, a sleepy smile pulling at his lips.
“Come to bed,” he drawled, his words stretching out as he reached for you, pulling you down so you were inches from him.
“Just a minute,” you promised with a soft laugh, brushing his hand away gently. “I’m just going to take my shoes off. Be right back.”
Reluctantly, he released his hold on you, and you watched him flop back, eyes following you with a warm, bleary gaze as you walked over to his dresser. After a moment’s thought, you pulled open one of the drawers and found an old T-shirt—soft and worn from years of wear—and slipped it out, holding it close as you headed to the bathroom.
Inside, you closed the door behind you, taking a steadying breath as you caught your reflection in the mirror. You looked a little undone, your makeup smudged, hair slightly tousled, but the dress… it still looked good, clinging to you in all the right places. You took one last look, savoring the way you looked tonight, then slipped out of the dress, letting it fall to the floor with a soft rustle. You reached for the T-shirt, pulling it over your head and letting it drape down, its fabric oversized and comfortable against your skin, smelling faintly of him.
The mirror caught your eye again as you reached for his face wash, and with a soft smile, you lathered it up between your hands, then began gently washing away the remnants of your makeup, the cool water a refreshing relief on your skin. Rinsing off the last traces, you looked up at your reflection, a little softer now, a little more natural—and somehow, that felt even better.
With a final glance at the mirror, you turned off the faucet and padded back to the bedroom, where Aki lay sprawled out, just as you’d left him, his eyes now closed. Smiling, you climbed into bed beside him, careful not to disturb him too much, though as soon as you settled, he shifted instinctively, rolling toward you. His arm draped over you, heavy but comforting, and he tucked his face into the crook of your neck.
“Aki,” you whispered with a grin, your hand brushing gently over his back. “I have to go… my husband…”
He hummed, barely conscious, and mumbled, “Few more minutes…” His hand curled a little tighter around you as if refusing to let go.
You bit back a quiet laugh and let yourself relax, resting one hand on his shoulder as the other threaded through his hair. You traced gentle circles into his scalp, brushing his hair back, and he settled deeper into sleep, his breathing falling into a soft, steady rhythm.
Settling down beside him, you let out a quiet, contented sigh as Aki instinctively rolled toward you, his arm slipping over your waist with a sleepy possessiveness. His face nestled close to your neck, and you could feel the faint warmth of his breath against your skin, soft and steady, a rhythm that seemed to calm your own heartbeat. You stayed still for a moment, just letting yourself savor the feeling of his weight pressing into you, grounding you, his entire presence a heavy warmth against your side.
With a gentle smile, you shifted, letting your hand drift to his hair, fingers sinking into the soft, inky strands that spilled over his forehead and brushed against his closed eyelids. His hair was messy from the night, a few pieces sticking up in places, and the sight filled you with a deep tenderness. Slowly, you began to run your fingers through it, smoothing it back gently, and as you did, you felt him release a soft sigh, his body relaxing even more fully into the mattress.
You let your fingertips trace along his scalp in gentle, rhythmic strokes, moving from his forehead back to the nape of his neck, where the hair grew slightly coarser. He let out a little contented murmur, a faint smile tugging at the corner of his mouth as he shifted closer to you, his arm tightening just a little around your waist as if to keep you there. The sound he made was so endearing, so soft, that it made you ache with a fondness that was almost too much to hold inside.
As your hand moved along the curve of his head, brushing back a few loose strands that had fallen over his eyes, you let your thumb trace softly along his temple, feeling the slight warmth of his skin beneath it. He looked so peaceful, his usual furrowed brow now relaxed, his sharp features softened in sleep. You could see the faint shadows under his eyes—traces of all the late nights and worries that weighed on him more than he let on—and it made you wish you could keep him like this, in this tranquil state, where everything was quiet and safe.
You continued petting his hair, your hand moving with a tender slowness, tracing little circles along his scalp, letting your fingertips drift along his hairline. Occasionally, he’d mumble something incoherent in his sleep, his lips barely moving as he settled deeper into slumber, his face nuzzling closer to the crook of your neck. You could feel his eyelashes flutter against your skin, a light, tickling sensation that made you smile.
Minutes stretched on in a warm, quiet haze as you watched him, the rise and fall of his chest, the way his lips parted slightly in relaxation. At one point, he murmured something close to a whisper, his arm curling around you a little tighter, and you couldn’t help but press a soft kiss to the crown of his head, breathing in the familiar scent of him—something warm and grounding that seemed to soothe something deep within you.
As the clock ticked on toward 11 p.m., you felt a small pang of reluctance, knowing you’d have to get up soon, but still, you waited a few moments longer. You let yourself linger, your hand threading through his hair one last time, your thumb brushing over his cheek in a gentle, barely-there caress. Aki let out a final, contented sigh, his breathing deep and even, and you felt a warmth bloom in your chest as you realized he was fully, blissfully asleep.
At last, with a soft exhale, you began to ease yourself out of his hold, moving slowly so as not to wake him, your fingers slipping away from his hair. You brushed one last stray lock from his forehead before gently shifting off the bed, giving him one last fond look as he lay there, still wrapped in peaceful dreams – dreams which you could only hope were about you.
407… 408… 409… 410. You drunkenly read the numbers off of the wall as you stumbled towards you and your husband’s hotel room. 413.. 413… 413! Found it.
You opened the door with the key quietly, as if it would make any difference. Your husband could have slept through anything. Gently, you opened the door, and shut it behind you even more gently. When you were sure that he was still asleep, you kicked your heels off – yes, you got into a cab wearing Aki’s tee as a dress to accompany your high heels. Your dress was tucked beneath your arm. 
It was dark in the room. So dark, in fact, that you could hardly see your own two legs as they moved towards the bedroom. 
Is he here? You thought to yourself. Your heart rate climbed at the prospect of him leaving – perhaps he had sniffed you out, after all?
Just then, someone – your husband, assumedly – flicked the lamp on. He was sat directly beneath it, perched in the loveseat with a book propped open in his hands. 
Since when did he read? You thought. And what’s with the freaky lighting?
Swallowing the lump that had suddenly formed in your throat, you spoke, “You reading in the dark?”
He said nothing. With a shrug, you set your belongings down on the desk. 
“Sorry I’m back so late. I had to bring Himeno home,” You huffed out a humorless little laugh. “She drank too much for her own good.”
Again, he said nothing. You froze, eyes locking onto the figure settled beneath the lamp – the figure of the man you used to love. The lamp above him cast shadows across his face, catching on the edges of his cheekbones and making his eyes seem hollowed, calculating.
Slowly, he closed his book, fingers lingering over the cover as he looked up at you, his expression unreadable. There was a hint of something you couldn’t quite place in his eyes—disappointment, or maybe anger, simmering just beneath the surface.
“I stayed up to talk to you,” he said, finally breaking the silence. His voice was low, calm, but something about it made you feel small, like a child caught in a lie.
“Oh?” you managed, swallowing down the uneasy feeling that had been growing in your chest. “About what?”
His gaze never left you as he spoke, his voice coldly measured. “I wanted to tell you that you might, by indiscretion, give the world a reason to talk about you.”
“I’m not a committee,” you replied, attempting a casual smile, though it came off more strained than you’d intended. “Is there something you want to tell me?”
He took a deep breath, leaning forward, his fingers laced together. “You and Captain Hayakawa attracted attention tonight.” His voice remained even, though you caught a flicker of something sharp in his gaze. “I didn’t notice anything myself, but it seems everyone else did.”
Shit.
You let out a humorless laugh, shaking your head. “What on earth are you talking about?”
His lips pressed into a thin line. “Look, I’ve told you this before, and I’ll say it again. I have no right to tell you what you should and shouldn’t do. Your decisions concern only your moral compass. But I wanted to remind you that we are married, bound by god. Only a sin against him can break that bond.”
You felt a swell of frustration, heat rising in your cheeks. “I would hardly consider conversation to be a sin.”
He cocked his head, his eyes narrowed as if dissecting you, trying to catch the slightest falter. “A conversation is just what we see,” he said quietly. “Who knows what could have happened while you were out… gallivanting?”
The accusation, so thinly veiled, made you go rigid. “You’re accusing me, then?” you said, a slight tremor in your voice. “Accusing me of… cheating?”
“I never said that.” His gaze remained steady, unwavering. “Unless, of course, there’s something you’re not telling me?”
The words struck a nerve, and you bit back an exasperated sigh, the tension inside you bubbling over. “You don’t like it when I don’t talk to people, and you don’t like it when I do,” you muttered, more to yourself than to him. “Stop doing that… that thing where you talk circles around me. It’s too late for this.”
The room felt suffocating, his presence weighing heavily on you, pressing down until you couldn’t take it anymore. Turning on your heel, you began to make your way to the bathroom, needing a moment of quiet, a second to breathe. He moved as if to follow, but you held up a hand, not looking back.
“Don’t follow me,” you said, the words barely a whisper, but you knew he heard you.
Without another glance, you walked into the bathroom, shutting the door behind you. You took a breath and stared into the mirror. Reaching up, you began to undo your hair, tugging pins free one by one. With each one that dropped onto the counter, a weight seemed to lift from your shoulders, and finally, you let your hair fall loose, watching it spill over your shoulders.
The door creaked, and you caught a glimpse of movement in the mirror as your husband appeared in the doorway. His silhouette was softened by the dim lighting, but his expression held that same guarded intensity.
“If I’m wrong, then… I’m sorry,” he said, his voice low. For a brief moment, you saw something else there—maybe regret, maybe exhaustion.
You’re not. You’re completely right. I'm having an affair.
We’re in love.
I want a divorce.
You took a steadying breath, choosing your words carefully, though it was hard to keep the bitterness from your tone. “You are.” Letting the silence settle between you, you finally added, “Can we just… go to bed, please?”
He nodded, exhaling softly as he moved back toward the bedroom. After taking a final glance in the mirror, you followed, feeling an ache that settled somewhere deep inside you, one that even the cool darkness couldn’t soothe.
He had already slid beneath the covers when you came in, lying on his side with his back to you, the silence between you stretching out uncomfortably. You climbed into bed beside him, the mattress dipping as you shifted into your usual place, though tonight it felt almost foreign.
In the quiet, words bubbled up unbidden, slipping past your lips in a murmur to yourself. “Too late.”
“Missed you,” Aki gasped, pressing his palms deep into your lower back, pushing you down a little further. When he thrusted forward, the car jolted. 
You thought of his words from earlier – his comment about makeup sex being the best way to reconnect after time apart. And, shit, he was right. As he fucked you open only a few miles away from the hotel where your husband was fast asleep, you couldn’t have agreed more.
You cried out for him, fingers digging into the leather seats of his car. He was so fucking deep – it was driving you crazy. 
“Aki,” You breathed out his name – two simple syllables, a trick of the tongue as it rolled off with ease. It felt so good to have him like this after going so long without seeing him. The two of you were entangled in the backseat – you, face down with your back arched all the way up while he took you from behind at an angle so brutal it had you drooling all over leather seats. Your slushies were getting warm in the cupholders, long forgotten.
Every time his hips were flush up against your ass, you could do nothing but claw harder, moan louder, worship him. Desperately, you rutted your hips back.
“Mis– Missed you t-too,” You managed to stutter out. 
“Oh, fuck,” He sighed. “Cum with me, baby. I love you.”
You loved him too. More than he knew. So much so, in fact, that you fell over the edge only a moment later with an, “I love you, too!”
You loved him with your entire body and soul.
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lustychan · 1 year ago
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☆Puppy love
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Pairing- Denji x reader
Info- edging, degrading, pet name mentioned once, slow smut, denji wanting to feel up your chest♡, strap/dick and no specified gender.
Additional stuff- YEAH um first time writing this type of stuff so idk if it's decent but I triedd feed back would be helpful ♡.
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You and Denji have been really busy with devil work, so you guys haven't been able to spend a lot of time alone. It was 4pm, you and Denji had finished your last jobs, so you and he decided to go to your apartment to chill and eat.
After arriving, we changed our clothes and layed on my bed. You were doing your thing while he did his, then suddenly I felt a calloused hand on my hip rubbing it slowly up and down. "Hm… Denji what's wrong?", I mumbled, "I want you". He whined at me, so I turned over to look in his eyes "are you sure you aren't tired?", you said worried "[your name] I'm not tired, I want to", as he said that he rolled on top of you and pinned your hands to the sides of your head, and you smirk while looking up at him. "Since when did you become so bold?", you teased him as he started blushing then suddenly you raised up in a flash which made him fall back on the bed "tell me if you feel any comfort", he nodded quietly while blushing and you started kissing him slowly while moving my hands freely on his body until I slowly reached to his crotch and grabbed it roughly, he groaned out at the act and deepened our kiss even more.
I broke off the kiss and stared down at his list filled face, he looked like he was fucked dumb already from a kiss, I give him a quick peck on the lips before pulling off his shirt and shorts "oh your already hard what a slut, are you that desperate for me hm?", you teased him then pulled down his underwear gently, his dick looked so pretty hard as it hardened against his abdomen, as you dragged a finger up his dick he shivered then grabbed your hand "Ah.. ah stop teasing me", he moaned softly, you didn't respond as you slowly went down and gave his dick a small lick at the tip, you smiled as you saw small beads of pre cum come out, then you engulfed his dick whole and started bobbing your head up and down at a steady pace. "[ y-y-your name] slow down a little n-not not so fast ah ah", he moaned out your name with such pleasure you can't help but get turned on at it, you continue at a faster pace even when his hand was grabbing at your hair, after a while you pulled of as he was about to come "huh why did you stop??", he sounded like he was gonna cry "I want you to come from me pounding you". He blushed at what you said, you got some lube from your side table and poured it on your fingers, you then slowly pushed in your middle finger into his tight hole, he always felt so tight and warm, as you were doing this he started to slowly moan as he got used to it I added another after another until you had three fringers in him, you were going a little fast abusing his wet hole with your merciless thrusts "Ah ah ahhhh", he kept moaning "shh my little dog you don't want to make the neighbors hear you, after your deemed him ready you pushed in your strap/dick into him slowly so he could get used to the size of it, you look down at his hole smiling because of how he took your strap/dick so good. You started pounding him hard into the mattress while shocking him and singing praises to him "Hm you like that? You like how I mess up your hole so good", you ask him even if he could bearly form sentences to respond, you continue to have your way with him and even Peppering light kisses on his face.
You paused for a second to talk to him "you alright", he nodded slowly then spoke "it feels so good, b-but can I touch your chest?", he slurred out looking up at you like he was far gone. You nodded to the idea as you started picking up the pace but slower and allowed him to feel up your chest, him doing that turned you on and you suddenly felt the urge to mark him up so you started creating hickeys and bite marks on his "Mhm mm ah stop.. Ah people would see them", you smirked a shook your head.
As the night went on and you guys made passionate love it sadly eventually came to an end. "You good?", you asked as you guys relaxed in the warm tub " yeah", he smirked "I got to touch your chest after all", you playfully roll your eyes at the comment and just hugged him tighter.
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h3rmess · 11 months ago
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DELICIOUS
Written by @h3rmess ✰
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'that girl, she's so delicious...'
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Being stuck in the infinite hotel has really taken a toll on all of special division 4. When Kobeni starts to lose her mind, what will you do to ease her nerves?
WARNINGS: smut, cunnilingus, fingering, pet names (darling, princess, sweetheart, pretty girl, good girl), AFAB reader, sub!kobeni, not proofread
-> I was literally thinking about having a girl sitting on my lap earlier and I got so hard (I don't have a dick). anyways I was imagining holding her face and kissing her like WOW that sounds amazing. so of course I had to write about it!! enjoy!!
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"We're all gonna die! We're gonna die of starvation!" Kobeni's voice quivered as Power munched on the last piece of your food stock.
Sweat streamed down her face like a waterfall, practically creating a pool on the floor.
You looked at Power, completely disappointed with her actions.
"Are you an idiot or something..." You spoke, still unable to come to terms with what had just happened.
"That was our ticket to survival!" Hirokazu banged his head on the floor, completely distraught.
Kobeni was on the floor, unable to move as fear weighed down her body.
"It's not my fault you left all the food here! And plus, I was hungry! I will not starve just because some humans wanted to eat!" Power crossed her arms and turned away with a huff.
"You could've invited me to join in! I was hungry too!" Denji added, not helping the situation whatsoever.
You sighed at the two, Aki trying to keep his composure as Himeno comforted him.
Kobeni was gripping onto her hair at this point. You rushed over to her, placing your hand over hers as you crouched down to her level.
"Hey..." You spoke quietly in an attempt to not startle her. "It's going to be alright." You tried to comfort her.
Kobeni gripped onto her hair even tighter, letting out a scream.
"I don't wanna die! I don't wanna die! Don't wanna die! Please, don't let me die!" She panicked, her eyes darting around the room as they filled with tears.
"Woah, woah, woah!" You exclaimed, trying to pry her hands away from her hair.
Once her hands were free, you took them, leading her arms to wrap around your neck.
"Shhh..." You calmed her, pulling her into a warm embrace as you rubbed her back.
She sobbed into your shoulder, her tears dampening your ivory shirt. You held her, allowing her to cry and let out all her feelings of fear, sadness and regret.
"Please, take Kobeni to one of the rooms with beds. I think she needs some rest right now" Aki spoke to you as you nodded.
You placed your hands under her thighs, lifting her up effortlessly as her legs wrapped around your waist.
She looked at you, her teary eyes glistening in the dimly lit room. Your heart skipped a beat, warmth spreading through your body like a disease.
She dug her face into the crook of your neck as she tried to stabilise her breathing.
"I'll take good care of her." You reassured Aki as he shot you a thumbs up.
You extended your hand to open the door, twisting the handle and stepping outside of the room.
Once the door was closed, you spoke.
"You're going to be alright. I've got you. Don't worry about anything, okay?" You stroked her hair as she nodded, still not lifting her head.
You passed a few door in the hallway, finally finding a room with a king sized bed. You carried her inside, closing the door with your foot.
You placed her gently on the bed, still holding her arms as she sat.
"Is there anything you need? Do you want to sleep?" You questioned as she sniffed, shaking her head.
"I-I wanted a snack... b-but Power a-ate them all-" She barely finished her sentence before bursting into tears again.
Quickly, you took a seat against the head board.
"Come here..." You whispered, patting your lap.
She continued to sob, crawling over to you as you felt your heart leap.
'Please forgive me for my thoughts.' You thought as she neared your leg.
She sat on the bed, her cried dying down as she looked at you hesitantly, her face now flushed.
"Don't be scared." You said simply, patting your left thigh.
She made her way onto you, placing her plush butt on your left thigh as her legs hung over your left. You wrapped your left her around her waist, gently pulling her into you.
You pushed her head onto your chest, allowing her to sit there and regain her regular breathing pattern. You placed a gentle kiss on top of her head as she hummed.
She looked up at you, the remnants of her crying still present on her face. You swiped your thumb over them carefully, looking at her with affection.
Once you removed your hand from her face, she looked away in embarrassment.
"There's no need to be embarrassed, sweetheart." You spoke softly.
She remained silent.
"Look at me." Your voice was gentle as you requested to see her face.
She turned her head slowly, her eyes finally meeting yours.
With a soft smile, you continued. "Are you feeling any better now?"
"Not really..." She looked down at her hands as she fiddle with her thumbs.
"What's troubling you? You can talk to me." You offered to listen to her.
She took a deep breath before speaking.
"It's just- it's this whole situation! I mean being stuck here was bad enough, but now wehavenofoodandwe'regonnadieand-" She choked on her words as she started to ramble, tears forming in her eyes.
"Hey, now!" You lifted her chin up look into her eyes. "I don't want any more tears out of you, got it?"
She wiped her eyes with nod, a frown still on the face.
"Now, we can't have that, can we?" You shook your head. "How can I help?"
She looked at you, confusion strewn across her face.
"Huh?" She questioned.
"How can I get rid of that frown? How can I help you to take your mind off of this?" You ran your left hand along her waist, her breath hitching in the process.
"Y-you.. I don't-" She blushed at your words, completely speechless.
"Should I occupy those lips so you can't talk about how scared you are? Or should I occupy those hands so you can't pull on your hair?" You moved your hand slowly down her arm, taking it and placing a kiss on her wrist.
She looked away as you let go.
You took her face in her hand, cupping it and turning it towards you. You moved your face closer to hers, increasing your proximity.
"Tell me what you want, I'll do it." You spoke as she averted her gaze. "I told you to look at me, didn't I?"
She opened her mouth to speak, her face ruddy as she looked into your eyes.
"K-kiss..." She muttered.
"What was that? Speak up, Princess." You urged her.
"I want you to kiss me..." She mumbled, just loud enough for you to hear.
You hummed as the grip on her face moved down to her neck. It was tight enough for you to move her forward, but not tight enough for her to choke.
You smirked at her as she closed her eyes. You leaned in within an instant, your lips interlocking. She gasped, her eyes shooting open. You ate at her lips, savouring the taste of the sweet girl before you. Her lips were soft. Each kiss was pure bliss. Your tongue traced her bottom lip, politely asking for permission to enter.
Her mouth opened slightly wider, allowing you to slip your tongue in. You grazed it over her own, the sensation bringing a new feeling of desire into both of your bodies. Your hands travelled down to her ass, holding it dearly as you hoisted her up, forcing her to straddle you. Her arms wrapped around your shoulders again, allowing her to pull you in closer by the back of your neck. She mewled into the kiss, her back arching to bring herself closer to you. She felt as if she couldn't breathe, her tempo slowing down you eventually pulled away from the kiss.
She looked at you with wide eyes, still catching her breath. You wasted no time, attacking her jawline and neck in an instant. Her hands held onto your shoulders as you leaned down to kiss her body.
"Fuck..." You muttered against her skin, sitting up once more.
You began to undo your tie, throwing it away aimlessly.
"You wanna take this off for me?" You gripped on to her shirt as she nodded. She removed her tie as well, moving to undo her buttons. Her hands reached for her collar as you stopped her, placing your bigger hands over hers.
You began to take of her shirt, each button unlocking a new, unseen area of her body. You could barely hold yourself back, ripping her shirt off completely as you moved to undo yours.
Once you were both shirtless, you leaned forward, your hands moving behind your back as you unclasped your bra, Kobeni following in suit.
You removed the clothing article completely, looking up to see her chest. You stared in awe, unsure of where to start.
She attempted to cover herself up with her hands, unaware that your glances had not bad intentions.
"Don't hide from me, darling. You're amazing." You complimented, causing her to blush.
"Please touch me..." She practically begged, causing you to let go of any restraint you previously had.
"Could you sit up on your knees for me, sweetheart?" You requested as she complied with immediate effect.
You latched on to one of her nipples, sucking on it tenderly. She whimpered as your tongue circled it, causing her nerves to go into overdrive.
You looked up at her. She had her eyes closed, yet moved closer to you, as if she was asking for more.
"So shy, yet so needy." She smirked as you licked her nipple once more, your hands finding their way to her waist. "Still thinking about the situation?"
She nodded as she opened her eyes, looking down at you.
"That won't do..." You lifted her up, flipping her over so that you were on top.
She yelped at the sudden change in positioning.
"Can I eat you out, princess?" You asked for her consent as she nodded eagerly.
"P-please! Yes, please." She begged you, rubbing her thighs together.
In one swift movement, you pulled down her pants and underwear, leaving her completely naked. You removed the clothing and tossed it aside, placing yourself in between her thighs. You laid on your stomach, your arms wrapped around her thighs as you pulled her closer. She looked down at you, her mouth agape as she panted.
"You sure you want this?" You asked one last time.
"Yes! I want it so bad..." She admitted, leaving you no choice but to indulge in her sweet pussy.
You ran your tongue carefully up her folds, instantly earning a moan from her.
It tasted sweet but slightly tangy, the unique flavour causing you to be intoxicated at once.
Your sucked on her bundle of nerves, her hips bucking up, forcing her clit into your mouth.
"Mm- ahhh-" She moaned, her voice being cut off as she squeezed her eyes shut, her hands grasping your hair.
"Look at me, pretty girl." You commanded. She forced her eyes open, her brows furrowed as she looked down at you.
"That's it. Good girl." You praised her, earing a loud moan. Cautiously, you ran your fingers down her slick folds, inserting your middle finger inside of her.
She gasped, her already tight walls clasping around your finger. She let out a loud moan, as if she were exhaling all the air from her lungs.
You began to pump your finger in and out of her, occasionally curling it to hit the perfect spot.
She squirmed under your touch, pushing her hips off of the bed.
"Stay still for me. You're doing so well, princess" You encouraged her, using your free hand to push her back down onto the bed.
She continued to mewl and whimper as your mouth made contact with her clit once more. You nibbled on it slightly, your tongue flicking over it again and again, stimulating her more and more.
She let put a sharp gasp, as she looked down at you.
"Ah! I-I can't! I'm gonna- nghh..." She bit down on her lip, her back arching her her eyes rolled back.
You curled your finger against her spongy walls one last time before pulling it out and using that same finger to continue your work on her clit. You pressed down on it, rubbing it and circles as she squealed, her grip on your head tighter than ever before. Your tongue made its way to her empty hole that continue to pulse. With another mewl, she finally came, her sweet nectar pouring into your mouth.
She spasmed for a bit, unable to control the bucking of her hips as she came down from her high. She calmed her breathing down, her legs giving out as she relaxed her entire body.
She closed her eyes as you licked up the remaining cum, wiping your mouth with the back of your hands as you sat up to join her.
You placed yourself next to her, pulling her into an embrace.
"You okay, sweetheart? Sorry, I might have gone a bit too hard." You stroked her hair as you spoke softly.
"I'm fine..." She replied, her eyes still closed. "You..." She started, opening her eyes.
You looked at her, slightly confused.
"You didn't... get to cum." She sat up, looking a bit guilty. You pulled her back down, hugging her tight.
"Don't worry about me. We can save that for another time."
She nodded as she closed her eyes once more, her body giving out as she falls asleep.
You place a kiss on her head, pulling the covers over you two.
You hear the door creak open. You look up to see Himeno peaking her head through with a smirk.
You give her a thumbs up, to which she claps her hands excitedly, closing the door as she returns to the others.
You look back at the sleeping girl, inspecting her features carefully. Despite her cute looks, one thing was for sure. Her pussy was delicious.
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I had no idea how to end that pls ignore the last line
Literally living my dream like what
I promise I'm writing the next chapter of where our blue is guys
see you all soon!!
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cesienthusiast · 1 month ago
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Attack On Titan
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Eren Yeager
Reiner Braun
Bertolt Hoover
Annie Leonhart
Porco Galliard
Pieck Finger
Zeke Yeager
Sasha Braus
Connie Springer
Jean Kirstein
Ymir
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Kaiju No. 8
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Kafka Hibino
Reno Ichikawa
Kikoru Shinomiya
Soshiro Hoshina
Soichiro Hoshina
Mina Ashiro
Gen Narumi
Iharu Furuhashi
Haruichi Izumo
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Chainsaw Man
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Denji
Aki Hayakawa
Power
Makima
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Writing Limitations
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🗸 Will Write
x Reader (Only write Female or Gender-Neutral)
CC x CC
NSFW (18+)/Smut
Oneshots
Headcannons
Blurbs
Drabbles
Imagines
Series'
Abuse
Addiction
Self-harm
Angst/Hurt/Comfort
Gore
𐄂 Won't Write
Rape/Non-con
Piss/Scat
Incest
Threesomes/Poly relationships
[Specific Race] x reader (ex: Black! reader / Hispanic! reader)
Anything related to politics
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Req Rules
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Be as specific/detailed as possible in your request (this way, I can best fulfill the want). Your request is more likely to be ignored if I feel there is not enough for me to imagine a scenario/work with.
Send requests via my inbox, not by direct message
Do not spam my inbox with your request
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New fandoms may be added on to this post before my Masterlist is finished, so be on the lookout for any potential changes. Above all, please abide by my limitations and rules above when requesting.
If you have any questions or concerns regarding any of the material above, please feel free to shoot me a direct message! <3
My goal is to sort of build up on requests so I have shit to write, and THEN have stuff to put on my Masterlist. Big brain.
REQ'S ARE ALWAYS OPEN!!!
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moaloonies · 1 month ago
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I really don't like it when people write nsfw work of characters who do clearly would be uncomfortable with most things sex— and sex adjacent. There are so many characters out there who have dealt with life altering trauma, or just choose to not engage in that sort of act, yet people love to write about it.
Is it so wrong to not want to have sex?
And I don't mean when people write about characters slowly progressing and facing their trauma to eventually be able to have sex. I'm talking about when people write them in a heavily sexualized way that often times comes off as disrespectful to their core character. You don't mess up their core ideations and characteristics, so why do you disregard such an important detail of the character you are trying to portray.
And to be frank, this issue is much more prevalent among male characters. Just to mention a character which this happens to quite often, who I, for one, am a huge fan of: Jason Todd has been SAd multiple times by the Joker in most DC comics. If you're going to write smut of him, you could at least have the courtesy of choosing a version of him where he doesn't get SAd.
But he isn't the only character being so fundamentally disregarded in this light, characters like Denji from Chainsaw Man, Arthur Morgan from RDR, and Till from Alien Stage.
Anyways, might add to this later, idk. Ttyl guys
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ricefamine · 2 months ago
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Hello!! My name is Ray, but you can call me fish!
I'm fairly new to making fanfics, and English isn't my strong suit either, so sorry if I make any spelling mistakes.
Here's a few things about me! (Like about 2 things lol)
• I'm currently 19 turning 20 in a few months
• I watch a few animes like: One piece, jjba, bleach, jjk, and a lot more! (That I will be naming later into this post.)
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So these are the fandoms and characters I write for!
Fandoms:
Jjba, bleach, one piece, jjk, saiki k, gyo, Uzumaki, goodbye eri, chainsaw man and nana
Characters from those fandoms:
Jjba: all the joestars and all of the jobros! (so basically everyone lol) I write for some of the antagonists like DIO, kars, kira, doppio+diavolo, pucci and tooru (not funny valentine because I'm horrible at writing for him)
Bleach: Aizen, ichigo, Chad, orihime, rukia, renji, grimmjow, nnoitra, starrk, szayelaporro, gin, jushiro, shunsui, urahara, toshiro(adult), rangiku, uryuu and byakuya
One piece: there's not a lot for one piece because I recently started so only.. Luffy, sanji, usopp, zoro, nami, robin, franky and chopper! (Only platonic for chopper) I can also write for ace but it might not be so good..
Jjk: yuji, megumi, gojo, geto and choso
Saiki k: teruhashi, kusuo, nendou (why would you pick him..), kaido and toritsuka
Gyo: there's not a lot of characters so basically only the main 2 characters! Tadashi and Kaori
Uzumaki: shuichi and kirie
Goodbye eri: Eri (duh) and Yuta (also duh)
Chainsaw man: power, denji and aki
Nana: nana, hachi, nobu and ren
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Rules!
What I will write:
Fluff
Suggestive themes
Fem and male readers
Character x character
Character x reader
Angst
Headcanons
What I will NOT write:
Smut (I'm bad at it😓)
Any dark themes like: incest (doesn't include step-cest) age-play etc etc
Vore
No minors x adult (PLEASEEE don't ask for this)
I don't mind minors on my profile considering the fact that I don't write smut but don't be asking for weird stuff🙏
And that's about it!
Thank you for reading and listening if you do request something!!
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nanathott · 10 months ago
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Hey Nana! So I read this blog where this ADULT person (+22) had rules like “nyanya nya if you’re someone who says ‘don’t write about these characters they’re minors’ just block me. Aged up is like a timeskip in the manga except here it’s in a fanfic and it’s not canon, so what’s the difference between aged up fanfic and a canon timeskip? Plus they’re just 2d characters.” I HAVE to add that this person writes “light” incest but not “heavy” incest, like if it wasn’t the same shit wtffff
Honestly it pissed me off lol cause like, what even separates them from pedos at this point? (I didn’t mention but obviously this person writes suggestive/nsfw content about minor characters.) The moment you’re imagining that minor character in a sexual context or in certain positions I don’t see how it’s any different (or am I overreacting?)
Aaaanyway SORRYYYY (sometimes I feel like you need to have zero morals and zero values to be on apps like tumblr or ao3. But honestly the worst are the people reading that shit and hyping up the writers. It’s so inconsiderate to the people who have to live with that kind of traumas/struggles..)
(One time I was looking for a Chainsaw Man fanfic on ao3 and against my will I stumbled upon someone writing Denji x SIX YO/EIGHT YO!reader??????? (As a victim of pedophilia I legit thought I was gonna throw up. Like an idiot I read the comments hoping someone would call out how messed up it was and WHAT DID I SEE??? “Omg this is so good, I love it” and I wanted to lose it and start cutting heads off lol🤕))
ANYWAY! Have a great day Nana!! (Oh idk if I said this already (yeah this is all unplanned, I’m just talking with my heart hihi and forgetting stuff) but I wanted your pov, your thoughts or idk, I just wanted to share this lol) HAVE A GREAT DAY AGAIN! <3
that’s so insane, the reason why aging up minor characters is fucking weird is because THERE IS NO CANNON TIMESKIP, you saw them as a kid, look like a kid and act like a kid and got the urge to write smut about them….. that’s weird, the only reason they’re “aging them up” is just a way for them to attempt at justifying what they’re doing so they don’t feel like a creep (it’s still weird as fuck)
^ this goes heavy for mha characters bcs they reeeeally look and act like kids esp in the earlier seasons when they’re still naive and learning, not to mention they’re literally in a high school setting
but i totally agree, ik people have mixed feelings on this and smut about minors will always be a problem and cause discourse but idk, maybe those of us who are victims of pedophillia are more sensitive to these things but regardless of whether they’re their fictional characters or not it just feels gross
it feels like stripping them of their innocence esp in cases where people write smut for denji like u said, he’s dumb, uneducated, inexperienced, and is obviously a repeated victim of sexual assault and people use that as a way to write smut for him… it’s so strange, like leave that kid alone
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silvvermoon · 11 months ago
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💕 Tell me about the latest project you're working on or what you're most excited about creating right now. Send it to as many people as you want. 💕
I haven’t thought of anything 😭 I’m super bad at planning, I usually just write whatever smut fics/drabbles comes to mind at 3am when I should be sleeping haha.
But I do have some mini prompt lists on my phone notes for later inspiration:
- top!Aki & first time anal
- aged up denji & desperate pussy eating
- sub!Aki & trying not to beg you
- stepbro!aki who’s feels both guilty and horny because he wants to F U C K your brains out and yeah honestly I just write smut, cliche smut I’m sorry haha
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mourning-city · 4 months ago
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Fanfiction Requests:
Rules:
Please be specific about the request, as well as what season/event you want the oneshot/drabble to be set in. 
I will do fluff and angst. I will do NSFW speech (jokes, but also think hellaverse/Chainsaw man), but NO SPICE/SMUT
Characters cannonly 14 and below will only be platonic. 
Characters that are 16+ can be requested for romantic.
If a character you want is not on this list, feel free to go ahead and submit a request for them, as well as an alternative that is on the list just in case
☆Fandoms and Characters I write for listed below☆
My Hero Academia
Shota Aizawa
FatGum/Taishiro Toyomitsu
Hawks/Keigo Takami
Mirio Togata
Tamaki Amajiki
Deku/Izuku Midoriya 
Eijiro Kirishima
Mina Ashido
Kyoka Jiro
Tsuyu Asui
Hanta Sero
Mezu Shoji
Hitoshi Shinso
Haikyuu
Shoyo Hinata
Yu Nishinoya
Asahi Azumane 
Koushi Sugawara
Daichi Sawamura 
Keishin Ukai
Kenma Kozume
Yaku Morisuke 
Tetsuro Kuro
Keiji Akaashi
Takanobu Aone
No Guns Life
Juzo Inui
Chainsaw Man
Mary Steinberg
Tetsuro (Familial/platonic only)
Denji
Aki Hayakawa
Angel Devil
Power
Kobeni Higashiyama
Kishibe
Himeno
Hirokazu Arai
Magi: The Labyrinth of Magic
Alibaba
Morgiana/Morg
Sinbad 
Ja’far
Masrur
Judal
Sharrkan
Magi: The Adventures of Sinbad
Spartos
Aladdin (Familial/platonic only)
Sinbad
Helluva Boss
Mytras
Ja'far (Familial/platonic only)
Blitzo
Loona
Stalos
Octavia
Moxxie x Millie (together only)
Verosika Mayday
Striker
Sallie May
Stranger Things
Steve Harrington
Robin Buckley
Eddie Munson
Gareth Emerson 
Jonathan Byers
Argyle
Eleven/Jane (platonic/familial only)
Max Mayfield (platonic/familial only)
Will Byers (platonic/familial only)
Lucas Sinclair (platonic/familial only)
Erica Sinclair (platonic/familial only)
Mike Wheeler (platonic/familial only)
Hunter X Hunter
Gon Freecss (platonic/familial only)
Kurapika Kurta
Leorio Paradinight
Killua Zoldyck (platonic/familial only)
Illumi Zoldyck
Shalnark
Chrollo Lucifer
Kite 
Ging Freecss
K project
Misaki Yata
Mikoto Suoh
MushiShi
Yashiro Isana
Eric Sōlt
Yō Chitose
Masaomi Dewa
Shōhei Akagi
Saburōta Bandō
Rikio Kamamoto
Seri Awashima
Anna Kushina (Familial/platonic only)
Ginko
The Case Study of Vanitas
Vanitas
Noe
Roland
Jeanne
Dominique De Sade
Dante
The Great Pretender
Makoto Edamura
Laurent Theirry
Abby/Abigail
Paula Dickins
Vinland Saga
Canut 
Thorfinn
Ylva
Enar
Snake
Bjorn
Askeladd
Thorkell
Asgeir
BNA
Shiro Ogami
Marie Itami
Pinga
Alan Sylvesta
Soul Eater
Soul Evans
Black Star
Death the kid/Kid
Maka Albarn
Tsubaki Nakatsukasa
Blair
Crona
Eruka Frog
Justin Law
Demon Slayer
Tanjiro Kamado
Inosuke Hashibira
Genya Shinazugawa
Giyu Tomioka
Kyōjurō Rengoku
Tengen Uzui
Zom 100: Bucket List of the Dead
Akira Tendo
Kenichiro Ryuzaki
Higurashi Kanta
Shizuka Mikazuki
Wind Breaker:
Jo Togame
Haruka Sakura
Hajime Umemiya
Hayato Suō
Kyōtarō Sugishita
Akihiko Nirei
Death Note
L Lawliet
Light Yagami
Touta Matsuda
Misa Amane
Delicious in Dungeon
Namari
Laios
Marcille
Shenshi
Chilchuck
Kabru
Blue Eye Samurai
Mizu
Teigen
Akemi
Ringo
Dorohedoro
Shin
Noi
Ebisu
Kaiman
Professor Kasukabe
Fujita
Arcane
Vi
Jinx
Ekko
Vander
Silco
Jayce
Viktor
Mel
Sevika
Caitlyn
Steb
Scar
{List will be updated/added on to through out time}
Loris
Clagger
Mylo
Megalo Box
Season one
Joe/Junk Dog
Yuri
Yukiko Shirato
Sachiro (Familial/platonic only)
Oichi (Familial/platonic only)
Santa (Familial/platonic only)
Bonjiri (Familial/platonic only)
Season two
Joe/Nomad
Yukiko Shirato
Yuri
Mara
Sachiro
Oichi
Santa
Bonjiri
Mio
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