#no wonder cats and I get along

[sonicaspeed123]

I have to be there for the sonespio enjoyers all 3 of you. They scream-sing Jrock together they watch shonen anime together espio tries to get sonic to watch death note and he falls asleep immediately. They go outside and throw rocks at things and then at each other. Burden of being responsible older siblings when all they want to do is just be kids themselves. Feeling like they cant truly express feelings because they have to be strong and/or positive all the time. Can you IMAGINE the slumber party past-midnight talks these kids would have. Fuckin hell this is all mostly platonic still sorry i cant do romance anymore even when i try lmao

Espio 🤝 Sonic 🤝 Knuckles 🤝 Shadow

Immense sense of duty and responsibility

[sunbedo]

Hey guys. gay rights

[rockman-x]

kitty

[kaeyapilled]

what kind of. cat do you think kaeya would be?

in my mind he's a very fluffy blue cat with an eyepatch- no i will not specify what type of cat. I don't know any, I regrettably know more about dogs...

for some reason ive thought about this extensively except im not super knowledgeable about cat breeds so bear with me lol. i think he'd be a russian blue. have u seen those? i dont know why that sort of cat specifically feels like kaeya to me but it's a very strong mental image. those are usually short hair though and cat kaeya absolutely needs to have floof. can you imagine his power if he was naturally poofy and didnt need to achieve it through a fur jacket? crazy. anyway blue eyes obviously. well blue eye. a full like real life cat with an eyepatch is an extremely funny thought lmao though to make it more rooted in reality he'd just be missing the right eye. anyways yeah these are my very educated thoughts on cat kaeya

[journish]

Today may be the best day of my life. Read more in the tags

[pass-me-the-dilfs]

"I have never had an original experience" neither have I, we have never met and probably never will but we are still connected by big things and things that seem so trivial that we both assumed they were unique to us. But isn't it so beautiful that no matter what we are doing there is someone in another place and time, doing it right along with us?

"x has been done before" no experience is unique. all art is born out of connection. rejoice in being part of something bigger than yourself

[woolly-aph1d]

Started reading 2ha (procrascinating) and I can't shake off the way Mo Ran/ Mo Weiyu sounds like this song whenever he as much as looks at Chu Wanning.

[neganium]

asfjksah I always feel kind of... guilty?? getting tips. it rarely happens, mind; but sometimes it feels like getting something for nothing if I'm not left any kind of instructions. plus I'm horrible with followthrough if I don't know what I'm supposed to be doing.

[spoofyleaf]

My worst fear is getting rabies from a seemingly harmless animal. I tend to get along greatly with animals, and that’s who I’ve been since I can remember. It’s impuse to want to help/ befriend them.

The day I stopped just.. walking up to wildlife and petting/ feeding them was the day in middle scheme when we were held nearly an hour after school because of a couple rabid raccoons trying to get into the building. They looked normal at first, just it being weird that they were awake during the day. But then.. ya know. Rabies really began to show just as animal control got to them.

Cartoons messed people up on what rabies looks like. Ppl think of a rabid animal and assume it's always snarling and frothing at the mouth and ready to attack. Rabid animals can appear really friendly because they lose human fear and they might approach you supposedly looking for food. It might look like a deer stumbling in circles and limping and falling over as if it's injured and disoriented. Might looks like a fox repeatedly trying and failing to stumble to its feet and unable to pick its head up. Their brains are melting. They might seem angry but they might also seem confused or injured or in need. But if you try to help that injured crying fox you could end up getting bit by an animal that's basically already dead and then your brain will melt too

[cloudywithachanceofsephiroth]

Finally got around to clipping Sephie's claws and holy shit were those sharp. Literally he could step on you and you'd bleed

[chastiefoul]

waking them up with kisses

ft. nanami, gojo, sukuna, toji short, fluff, light-hearted. honestly such a word-vomit, written while i was half asleep. but hey hope you enjoyed it nonetheless! slightly suggestive on gojo

nanami

there’s a slight smile on his face by the third time your lips made contact with his skin, yet he showed no of being awake to you, who’s still oblivious to his subtle change of expression as you kept peppering soft kisses across his cheekbone. finally a low chuckle escaped him, he just couldn’t help it. “good morning to you too, my love,” he muttered, pulling you who’s still in his arms closer. the warmth of your body as he embraced you sent an unexplainable ticklish feeling to his stomach.

“seriously, it took so many kisses to wake you up,” you said lightly, brushing the strand of his blond hair. such a weird sensation, to be this giddy right after you woke up, but it’s one nanami welcomed so openly. “hmm, i might need even more to be fully awake,” he replied with a teasing smile, closing his eyes. you felt his leg tangling with yours, there wasn’t a part of his body that wasn’t touching yours. like a cat snuggling for warmth.

your hand couldn’t keep itself still, moving from his hair to his cheek. running along your thumb gently across his lashes, and the man suddenly fluttered them open. there wasn’t anything except love as he gazed at you so softly, grabbing your hand as he planted a kiss on your palm. all of it just felt so right, and you couldn’t help but wish that time ticked slower in small moments like this.

gojo

a big grin made its way to his face almost immediately when you started showering the man with kisses. his hair messy from sleep as he lied down, surrendering himself to your attacks; he laughed genuinely, the beautiful sound made you more determined. the mere expression of him being that happy brought you the same if not more amount of joy.

when you finally pulled away there’s a satisfied smile on his face as he opened his eyes. “best morning ever,” he said, pulling you close to his chest, forcing you to rest your head there as you listened to his steady heartbeat. “that’s what you said last time too when i woke you up with a head,” you bantered, there’s a lightness in your chest. he chuckled once more.

“well every morning i start by seeing your face is the best one baby, couldn’t help it,” he muttered, very lightly pinching your cheek as he said this. he then raised your chin with a finger, making you look up at him as he kissed your lips sweetly, moving slowly at the beat of his own drums as he pecked the outer corner of your mouth, and then your cheek. and then there’s just pure mischief on his eyes.

“my turn now!”

sukuna

sukuna indulged himself in a few more of your gentle touches on his face, the softness of it almost made him felt like he was out of place. yet he couldn’t help it, savoring each of your kiss as to making sure he won’t get used to it. finding wonders to every of your move as he cherished it so.

“i’m awake,” he mumbled, thinking it’ll stop you from doing it. but when your response was just to give you more of it he couldn’t help but blinked awake; the sight of you smiling down at him almost made his heart burst. “morning!” you said sweetly, resting the palm of your hand on his bare chest.

“i’m already exhausted looking at your energized-self on the first light of the day,” he claimed, covering your hand with his. “well, we have a date today, of course i’m excited,” you said, the exuberance was apparent on your voice. sukuna looked like he was thinking for a moment before making you lie back down on his arms.

“let me sleep a little longer, then we will do whatever it is that  you want.”

toji

“what’s got you so chirpy, hm?” he had an lazy smile on his face, eyes still closing. his calm expression betraying the giddy feeling in his chest; you were so fucking cute, what’s a man supposed to do? once again you planted a kiss on his lips, right on his scar. there it was again, the damn itch on his chest he couldn’t scratch.

“nothing, just happy,” you replied, drawing random patterns on his chest. “yeah?” he brought you closer with the hand that’s still wrapped around your waist. you nodded happily, snuggling closer to his neck.

toji thought words such as forever or eternity was bullshit until that moment, until he's got you tightly in his hold; all safe and cozy without a care in the world. yet in that split second he wanted it to be true. y’know, just to humor him a little.

“if i didn’t know any better i woulda thought you won a lottery or something.”

but it would be wrong. since he already won it when he met you.

[monstersholygrail]

While at first your owners were overjoyed about the fact that you, a Mouse Hybrid, and your mate, a Cat Hybrid were getting along so much better than before, their concern quickly grew. They began to wonder if you two were getting along too well, not knowing how far your relationship had already progressed.

They worried that their silly little cat was playing too rough with you. Having seen the way he would tackle you, his hips pinning you in place so he can paw at your body. Or the way his sharp teeth nip along the fold of your neck, leaving dark claiming marks in their place.

They got you for him so he could have a friend but they didn’t want him bothering your cute self too much if you were unable to fight back when the intensity rose.

And as his heat got closer and closer to starting they only began worrying more. They knew he’d become even more rough and raunchy. The last thing they wanted was for their precious plump mouse to get scared or hurt.

So, for your safety, they decided to set up their cat hybrid with their friend’s cat hybrid. With an agreement from both owners she would come stay over at the house so they could mate in peace. Only until his heat had passed and he was able to control himself as usual; if only they knew.

Your big mouse cheeks puff up in anger as the female cat walks into the house. Parading into your territory. Your mate didn’t even notice, too busy loudly purring while licking at his marks on your neck and making sure they stayed dark. Something he was doing more of recently with his heat coming up.

When your bf’s heat fully started, it began to affect all the hybrids in the house. Your bf kept clinging to you, taking every chance he could to get away and take you somewhere he can relieve the heat you cause to burn inside him even hotter.

The other cat hybrid could smell his alluring scent and it grew harder to resist despite being scared off by your scent always mixed so deeply with his.

For you, your bf’s heat only heightened your need to claim him in every way possible.

The tension was growing thicker and thicker the longer things went on without you properly laying claim on your mate. Especially now as the other hybrid eyes your mate from the other side of the living room.

Your bf, too caught up in the consuming lust of his heat to notice anything else, still only ever has his hands on you. Sensing her eyes on you, you finally decide to settle this one and for all.

You straddle your bf and he immediately sighs in relief, already needing to have you all over again. You rub against his hardening cock, letting him know you need him now too.

In the blink of an eye he’s flipping you onto your belly, ass high up in the air. His body molding against your own, his loud purring rumbling in your ear.

“Look at you, such a good mate. Taking care of me when I need you so bad,” he coos.

Your eyes flash as you look at the other hybrid. Your tail intertwines with your bf’s and you reach back, rocking back against his aching cock and sinking your claws into him to keep him close. He growls, pawing at your clothes so he can get to you. Your unusual behavior not going unnoticed by him but it only gets him more hot and bothered.

His eyes follow your line of the sigh to the strange hybrid leaving the room in a frenzy and he growls. The heat within him threatening to explode as he realizes what you’re doing.

With a swipe of his paw he shreds the rest of your clothes off. The sight of your glistening fat cunt has his mind spinning. He yanks you closer and sinks his length deep inside you in a long smooth stroke, stretching you out till your insides are burning just as his are.

“And staking claim on your mate too. Such a good girl f’me. Now let me take care of you,” he growls, wanting to properly reward you for showing another Hybrid what’s yours.

You still have your claws in him, keeping close as he desperately fucks his cock into you. The close proximity forcing his thick tip to slam against that soft spot deep inside of you with every hard snap of his hips. You can feel every inch of him against you and it helps soothe the feelings controlling you.

Loud moans and cries of pleasure echo throughout the house form you both. Ensuring the other hybrid can hear. His ribbed length rubs along your gummy walls. The friction has your toes curling and your back arching into him as you meet every thrust.

Every inch of your form shakes as the pleasure he gives you doubles over. Your body practically seizing as he has you coming hard in his cock. But just when you think he might start slowing down, he quickly pins your wrists over your head and rams his length into you.

“I don’t know if she’s gotten the message, little mouse. Might need to make it a little more clear,” he says, a feral glint in his eye.

He fucks you until you forget another hybrid was ever here to begin with. He makes you forget everything besides his name as he forces you to scream it each time he brings you to release.

When his heat ends not longer after, the other hybrid leaves to go back home to her family. You and your bf watch her from afar, his frame hovering on top of yours as your owners happily chat away.

As soon as goodbyes are shared and the door closes, your bf rolls over to pin you against the couch. That look in his eye making you wonder if some of his heat hasn’t totally gone away just yet.

[lologoinsolo]

A continuation of this post! Tw: the word Daddy is mentioned but not in a sexual way!

Cats and Their Men Masterlist, Part 3

A week passed since that guy came in. You hope that the kitten's okay, the guy seems much better than you thought him to be. You did wonder if that was blood on the bills he gave when your manager had counted the register for the night. It looked a lil too red for your taste. But everyone has their secrets and you’re not about to ask that tank of a man if he killed someone or just happened to prick his finger. Still though you hope Bailey is faring much better with him than in the could and… you hope he comes back.

Sunday’s the worst but you managed to persuade your coworker to take over your register. Truck had just came in with so many things for the store and your managers are scrambling to get it all on the sales floor.

Humming along to the song from your earphones. The perks about stocking is that you hardly get bothered by your coworkers. No one likes to restock the numerous bedding and litter and pet clothing so you jumped at the chance to do it. Gives you some peace and quiet save for when the customers will tap at your shoulder. You’ll plaster a smile and use your “customer voice” to point them to where they need a certain item and then get back to stocking. You really should find a way to just work with animals. Maybe you can talk to your manager to see if you can try grooming instead of—

“Girl!”

You jerk and nearly ruin the stack of dog cans you had just put up when someone grabs your arm. “Jesus, Jess,” glaring at your manager when you give her a scathing glare. Coincidentally this one’s the grooming manager. “What’s the matter?” Normally she wouldn’t be out of the grooming salon but the stores been short staffed and cutting corners. She’s been running around having to manage the store floor and hers.

“What’s the matter,” she scoffs, “the matter is your boyfriend is asking for you.” Boyfriend? “He’s a real asshole, ya know. We paged you twice over the intercom. Did you not— are you wearing headphones?” You wince when her voice gets screechy. You pull on your earphones and sigh, it’s an unspoken rule to not wear earphones but that literally never stops her groomers from wearing them.

“Jess, I don’t have a boyfriend.” Rolling your eyes as you give her a once over. Her hands land on her hips and you inwardly sigh. “What does he even look like? Did he say my name?” A little hopeful and also very worried because why is there a man claiming to be your boyfriend and why did your manager come get you for this? “I’m sure he’s one of the customers that’s been bitching lately. The fish tanks aren’t on sale anymore maybe he—“

“He’s not here for fish.” Cutting you off, “he asked for you. I thought he was your boyfriend cause he knew you were working right now.” The alarms start going off in your head. “Look, just go see what he wants.”

“Jess, I don’t know who this man is. Why didn’t you tell him I was like— I don’t know, not working?!”

“Because he’s refusing to fucking leave and he looks like he’s apart of the goddamn mafia!” She yells and you blink at her. Your anger boils to a simmer when she mentions what he looks like.

“Wait, wait… is he wearing a black mask? The ones people wore during COVID?” She nods and you pinch your nose hard. This motherfucker, “okay… I know him. He found a kitten a week ago. I told him to come find me. I didn’t think he’d remember my name because my name tag is so small.” Sighing loudly and stepping around her. “I’ll go talk to him.”

“Good, he’s given us all a fright and I really don’t need this right now. Bella bit the shit out of Felix and now I’m down a groomer.”

“Okay,” nodding as she tells you her woes. It’s been hard all around cause there’s not many workers but you’ll take a mask wearing customer over a shih tzu that’s known to bite. Fixing your shirt and putting on a smile when the figure that’s haunting the grooming salon takes one look at you and starts walking to you— quickly. “Evening, good to see you again. How can I—“

“She’s not eating any of the shit you told me to buy.” He cuts you off and you wonder if you’re actually just made of paper with how everyone cuts you off. There’s a black scarf he’s wearing and you notice a little bit of movement. This guy seems to favor black considering the matching jacket and pants color scheme.

You pull a face and turn to your side when he steps right in front of you. Jesus, he’s tall. Craning your neck to look up at him. “Sir, you have a weeks worth of three different foods?” Is she refusing to eat all of them? “It’s only been a week. Are you sure she’s—“

“Gave her a different one each day and she ain’t eating.” He tilts his head down, “why?” You swallow a bit when he glares at you. You wonder if whoever pisses him off gets to see this last before they get knocked the fuck out.

“You?” Shriveling up slightly, “wait,” once it runs through what he says it starts to click in your head. “You gave her a different one each day. You’re not supposed to do that.” Now it’s your turn to glare at him, “you’re supposed to ease her out into a new one before letting her try it suddenly.” You gave him the kitten version of chicken, beef, and salmon. You had a feeling that she was probably eating literal garbage and wanted her to try the chicken first. It’s your usual go to for new kittens.

“News to me,” he crosses his heavy arms over his chest. “Should’ve told me that.”

“I did tell you…” you start to trail off when you realize that you in fact did NOT tell him that. You just assumed he would know that. Goddamnit. “Okay,” he cocks an expectant brow, “maybe I forgot to mention but you didn’t ask. I thought you knew.” A measly form of an apology and taht doesn’t seem to settle him

“I told you I need things for the little shit. You made me buy those things,” he takes a step forward, “expensive things and now she’s waking me up all hours of the damn night because she’s hungry.” Your throat must be very dry from how hard you swallow. “What you didn’t tell was how to feed her.” His hands ball and flex.

Rubbing the back of your neck, you realize that maybe you are more in the wrong than your pride wishes to admit. “Look I,” taking a breath, “I’m sorry. It’s on me, I should’ve told you. I would’ve given you one of those first time pamphlets but we ran out.” Feeling like how a bug feels under a boot with how you tremble out an apology. “Was there one that she seemed interested in the most? Some cats like the chicken more while others prefer the salmon.” Maybe you can give him some wet cans to entice his little pet. A small thing like her shouldn’t be without food and you start to feel worse.

“She sniffed more at the salmon.”

“Okay, that’s good.” Perking up and you turn on your heel. “Come on, I’ll buy you some wet cans.” Before he can even protest you cut him off finally. “Look, I feel horrible, it’s the least I can do. Plus I get discounts.” Giving him a wink and he doesn’t give you anything other than a curt nod. You grab the salmon wet cans, the kitten ones, and you pray to the gods that Bailey will eat it so her dad won’t kill you. “Try the wet cans, see if that’ll work. If not then you’ll have to try for a different one. There’s a brand here that sells rabbit and turkey, a bit expensive.” You laugh shortly, “but cats have sensitive stomachs. They don’t mean to be picky.”

“Might not be picky but she sure as hell like to run my money.”

You huff a small laugh at his expense, “you should see the bills I’ve seen that get racked up here.” You skip the line to head to your register. Ringing it up and usually you’re not supposed to use your own discount for others but you’re not willing to risk mafia guy’s anger. Bagging it and passing it to him for him but he doesn’t grab it right away “Is there… is there something else you need?” You ask and he takes the bag from you finally.

He mulls over your words for a second and then says. “Need a collar,” he tilts his head to the side and out pokes Bailey’s itty bitty head from his scarf. You nearly scream when you see her but manage to bite your tongue on time. “Here,” he pulls her out and she lets out a disgruntled meow. He plops her down in your waiting arms. “Scratched up my neck.” He grumbles under his breath when he fixes his scarf back up. The kitten simply purrs in your arms when you coo and run from her nose to head. A glutton for love and you readily give it to her. “Find something for her.” He waves offhandedly once his scarf looks decent around his neck once more.

“Do have a specific—“ you trail off again when his eyes squint down at you. Right… he doesn’t really care. “Okay, I’ll be right back.” He grunts an acknowledgment and you walk off with the cutest little baby. She keeps pulling at your chest, seems eager to get to your shoulders and you wonder if she does that to her dad all the time. “Hmmmm,” looking from all the collars that the store sells. “You’re too tiny,” you hold her up like the monkey did the lion cub, a little sad that there’s not much that’ll fit her. “But,” noticing a small blue collar that shines slightly, “this could fit. It’ll give you enough room to grow into as well.” It’s a cat collar designed to unclasp if it gets snagged hard onto something. And knowing this curios kitten, she’ll need it.

Bailey doesn’t seem to mind when you let her sniff at it till the collar comes on and then she’s desperate to figure out what’s around her neck. Her back legs kicking at the edge of the collar and you cup her so she won’t tug it off. “Your daddy wants you wearing that so you gotta get used to it.” He could train her to walk on a harness later but that does take a good amount of training and

“Daddy, huh?”

You jolt from your thoughts and squeeze a little too tight around Bailey. She lets out a little hiss and you blubber an apology. “I didn’t— that’s not what I—“ the ‘daddy’ in question seems far too amused with how you stutter. “I uh… I thought you were at the front?” Coughing to push past your embarrassment. Petting Bailey as an apology on her sides and under her chin. She doesn’t forgive easily as she gives you a well deserved nips. You murmur a sorry to her and she squints up at you.

“Thought you got lost.” He comes around and pulls his kitten from your hands, he took a little longer to get her out but maybe you’re thinking too hard. You were taking a bit down the aisle but you wanted her to have a nice collar that fit her well. The heat from his fingers though makes your own cheeks warm slightly. When did he get that close and also why didn’t you hear him walking up? “Looks good,” he holds Bailey up and moves her around like she’s a little jewel. “Blue suits her.” He pushes her back inside his scarf and you can faintly hear her little purrs. A slight movement of the fabric before she settles right up against his neck.

Clearing your throat slightly, some strands of hair falls a bit forward but you’re still a bit squirmy to fix it. “I knew she would look good in blue. It matches her, I can buy it for you as well. I don’t min—“ your eyes widen when he moves his hand to tuck those loose strands back behind your ear. You stare up wide at him and he stares down at you. Nothing in his eyes give away an ounce of an emotion despite how you look. To his credit, he may have not meant to do that with how quickly he puts his hand down. “Uh… I— sir?” You manage to squeak out and his mask twitches slightly.

He flexes his hand that touched you and leaves you standing there bewildered, confused and your cheeks burning up so much that you might consider it to be a fever. You don’t follow him when he took off without giving an answer but you do touch your ear. The phantom feeling of his fingers makes butterflies flutter in your stomach. “What the fuck?” You murmur under your breath.

…

The next day you manage to get to work with little sleep from how you tossed and turned. You sorta waited more around your register to see if the man would come back but to your disappointment… he doesn’t. You take it in stride and continue about your day. Just as you’re about to clock out a man with a charming smile and model worthy appearance comes in holding a kitten in his hands and says, “I was told by my friend to ask you for help with cats. Can you help me, love?”

[daemonlogical]

To be entirely fair, Greeks and Romans do not have a god of balance, nor do they have a aspect that represents space in its entirety (no Ouranos isn't Space, he doesn't include Earth). It also didn't help that adoptive as he is, Danny fully inherited the one thing Clockwork wanted to pass on: the willingness to be a chaos gremlin at a drop of a hat.

Percy and Billy enjoys this immensely. Annabeth and the Divine Twitch Chat? Not so much.

Grover is in a food coma from all the stress eating.

Prompt 81

Danny blinked at the small children Ellie was holding the hand of, looking quite proud of herself. The small children- between ten and twelve so somewhere similar to Ellie’s age- who both practically stank of magic and Gods. 

He took a deep breath, pinching the bridge of his nose even as Dan cackled while opening the door more to let them inside. “Alright, what’s your name, kids?”

“B-billy…um, Billy Batson...” “‘m Percy! Percy Jackson.” 

“Nice to meet you two- any idea where in your family you have a god or two, because one of you definitely smells like Zeus and I’m pretty sure Poseidon and I am not dealing with either of my half-brothers.” 

[shomatoriashi]

03/19/25; 02:15pm

{ 18+ drabbles / headcanons }

[ how they seduce you in public ]

featuring: sylus, zayne, xavier, rafayel, caleb

warnings: slight voyeurism.

[ minors don’t interact; by choosing to interact with this content, you have consented to viewing something n-fw despite the warnings. ]

the dinner party seemed to be dragging on for hours.

your bored expression was all too evident to the onychinus leader, letting out a rich chuckle when you kept pushing around the asparagus while taking minuscule bites of your steak.

“bored already, i see.” you give sylus a signature pout, biting into the asparagus with a little too much force, "i can't help it, this dinner party feels too stifling... and a bit too boring for my taste."

your lover lets out a hum, expression thoughtful while swirling his glass of red wine around, "well, mr. damien has always been my more... old fashioned business associates. he likes to keep things in a bit more of an... incognito fashion, even if today happens to be his birthday."

you were about to respond when one of the many servants places a cup of coffee in front of you, giving you a bow while telling you that this was the third course of the meal. once he leaves, you were left gaping at the unappetizing cup of black coffee. "who the hell thinks of coffee as a form of dessert?! not even a single slice of birthday cake?!"

ruby red eyes were glimmering with amusement now, with his rich chuckles echoing throughout the area as he scans the venue. "well sweetie, if this coffee isn't sweet enough for your taste, how about i give you some dessert?"

your lips were poised over your own glass of water, eyebrows shooting up in response as you wondered what he was scheming. before you could even ask, sylus gets off of his chair and hides beneath the table. heat was felt dusting at your cheeks when your strained voice harshly whispers, “what do you think you’re doing?!”

yet all you received was a simple hum in response, coupled along with the sensation of his hot breath felt between your legs. you could feel your heart lurching within your chest when large hands were felt gripping at your legs before spreading, and although you couldn’t see him, you could feel him.

you could feel the sensation of his teeth pulling down your panties-

you could feel the way his large hand cups at your center before sliding a finger within your folds-

and you could definitely feel the way his mouth latches on to you.

you grip at the edge of your seat, biting down harshly at your bottom lip when sylus’s tongue dives straight into your slick heat, flattening within you to capture as much of your honeyed arousal that he could manage. your breathing comes out in labored, uneven breaths, with you nearly crying out the moment he introduces another finger inside of your heat.

beads of sweat were felt running down your brow as you were subjected to his hedonistic touch, each stroke of his tongue and pinch felt from his fingertips bringing you that much closer to your completion-

until it all comes crashing down on you the moment you felt him sucking at your swollen bundle of nerves, forcing your release out of you when you emptied yourself into sylus’s awaiting mouth.

“hah…” in a complete daze, you saw sylus come back to his seat, his suit not quite as pristine as it once was as he clears his throat. meeting your gaze with a cheshire cat grin, he places an arm around your shoulder, basking in your trembling state while licking the evidence of your release off of his lips.

“now how was that for some dessert?”

you were currently waiting at the clinic for your annual checkup, seeing as though your boyfriend had been bothering you to get one for weeks now. flipping through the pages of the magazine, you sigh, ready to toss it back on the table when a familiar voice calls out your surname.

with your eyebrows furrowed, you stand back to your full height, clutching your bag closer to you as you were met with dr. zayne himself. with a tilt of your head, you softly call out his name, “zaynie?”

pushing up his glasses, he merely shakes his head at you, “it’s dr. zayne, now, will you follow me into one of our rooms so that we may begin your physical examination?”

letting out a sigh, you follow your boyfriend’s lead, walking deeper into the clinic. you pass by a few nurses and other doctors, giving them a polite nod and greeting before zayne suddenly stops in front of you. you ran into his broad back almost immediately, your nose taking the brunt of the impact as you immediately soothed the slight ache with your fingertips.

zayne faces you, gesturing at you to enter the room. giving him a simple nod, you take a step inside the clean and barren room, jumping slightly when zayne was heard closing the door from behind him. “go ahead and lay back on the bed.”

you watch as he adjusts his glasses, deciding to tease him a bit when you poke at his broad chest with your finger, “i didn’t think you would be the one to perform my physical exam, dr. zayne.”

“don’t be silly, miss. you know i spend some of my time working at the clinic.” he helps you by taking off your jacket, hanging it along with your purse against the door while coaxing you to lay back against the bed. the thin paper crinkles with your added weight, and you found yourself looking up at the bright lights above you.

blinking back the tears that threaten to fall in response to such brightness, you watch zayne from your periphery as he inches closer to you. the stethoscope was already settled within his ears, and you could detect the faint scent of his cologne when he presses the cold end of the stethoscope against your chest. he hums, eyebrows furrowed while letting out a sigh of your name.

“not good, i can’t seem to hear anything.” your breathing hitches the moment zayne places a hand beneath your shirt, gently removing it before tossing the fabric to the side. with your plain bra revealed to him, he places his stethoscope against your chest once more, now smiling when he could hear the steady racing of your heart.

“zayne…” you trail off, his name morphing from your parted lips into a soft mewl when you felt his fingertips dancing at the edge of your panties, detecting the growing moisture against the fabric.

“hn.” removing the stethoscope, he allows it to dangle across the back of his neck, trailing his gaze down the length of your legs before gently parting the fat of your thighs with his hands. “how interesting. i sense a sweet smell wafting off of you.”

bracing himself against the top portion of the bed, zayne delves his fingers within the waistband of your panties, inserting a finger inside of your slick heat. you were left gasping at the sudden intrusion, hearing the way your walls squelched each time zayne pumps his finger, as if welcoming him.

“ngh…” with a soft grunt of your name, zayne continues to pleasure you with his skilled fingertips, drawing out your soft moans for a brief moment before he slams the palm of his free hand against your lips, effectively silencing you.

“hush dear… or else someone may interrupt our physical examination. and we wouldn’t want that to happen now, would we?”

his startling eyes were eclipsed by an endless darkness, evident of his pure desire for you when he adds another finger within your cunt, further drawing out your pleasure as you got lost within his sinful touch.

the movie had been going on for far too long, and you regretted taking xavier out on such a boring date.

for starters, the movie was much too convoluted, introducing copious amounts of characters that made it that much harder to follow along. letting out a sigh, you take a chance to get a peek at your boyfriend-

only to see him close to dozing off several times during the movie.

with your lips pursed, you reached out to him, hands gripping at his to help with waking him up. he nearly jumps out of his seat as drowsy, true blue eyes meet your gaze from beneath the glow of the big screen. “hn? what is it?”

he yawns, wiping the sleep from his eyes when you lean in closer to whisper in his ear, “i’m really sorry. i didn’t think this movie would be so long and boring. should we get out of here?”

xavier shakes his head, gesturing to all of the snacks you had purchased to help with enjoying your date. “no, it’s alright. we can stay until the end…”

heaving out another sigh, you bite down at your bottom lip, “but that’s the thing, i didn’t realize this movie would be so… boring.”

xavier gives you a gentle smile, eyes already focused back on the screen when he asks, “shall i make this movie event less boring for the both of us?”

you give him a questioning glance, tilting your head when you saw how xavier had lifted the armrest that separated you from him. curious as to what he was doing, you felt your eyes go wide when his large hand nears the waistband of your pants.

“wait-“

a sharp gasp was ripped from your parted lips, feeling xavier pulling down your pants in a swift motion. once they were pulled down enough to reveal your panties did he finally make his move.

his eyes never strayed from the screen the moment you felt his fingers sliding into your slick walls. your breathing turns labored, hands already clinging to the bottom of your seat when he pumps his fingers in and out of you.

since this was a very public place that had quite a few movie-goers, you had to keep your gasps and moans to a minimum, praying that the movie would muffle the wet sounds of xavier fucking his fingers into you. the sensation of it all became too much to bear.

with your back arched against your seat, you release into xavier’s awaiting hand with a low hiss, earning a low grunt of approval from your hunter boyfriend when he removes his hand from your soaked panties. pulling your pants back up to your waist before returning his gaze back to the movie, acting as if he hadn’t committed something so sinful in such a short amount of time, leaving your head reeling from the aftermath of it all.

rafayel had invited you to join him in one of his showcases, displaying his artworks with pride while you stood by his side. as he made small talk with the other artists, you were allowed to explore the exhibit, wandering around a bit with your arms crossed over your chest.

while you admired his art, there was a spectacular piece that caught your eye, one that took up the entirety of the wall. you found yourself entranced, your feet taking you toward it as you found that your very breath had been taken away by its sheer beauty.

within the canvas was a painting of a mermaid dressed in a flowing white dress. a veil covers her ethereal expression, yet you were certain that she was beautiful beyond comprehension. surrounding her were the gentle waves of the ocean painted in various hues of pink and lavender with undertones of sapphire blue. your mouth goes dry when you look at the title of such a painting.

“a lemurian’s bride.”

envy was felt scorching down your throat, making the tip of your nails dig into the palm of your hands as they created crescent shaped marks against your skin. you knew it was asinine to be jealous of a mere painting, but you couldn’t help yourself-

for the woman that was painted so lovingly looked nothing like you.

and that made your connection with rafayel feel all the more bitter.

“there you are, cutie! i was looking everywhere for you!”

you visibly stiffen in response when rafayel wraps his arms around your front, your name sounding like a soft whine when rafayel cuddles his face within the side of your neck, “princess, what is it? what’s wrong?”

“care to explain who that woman is?” you end up snarling at him, shoving him aside by placing the palm of your hand against his slender chest. he frowns at you, eyes appearing confused before looking up to see his painting. a knowing smile paints his expression before morphing into a smirk, “ah, are you jealous, princess?”

“whatever.” you shove him aside, ready to leave his museum when rafayel actively stops you. taking advantage of his strength as he crushes you to his chest, “let go of me! why don’t you go to her and leave me alone!”

“you think she’s beautiful… right? well, i say you’re wrong. that woman is nothing more than a figment of my imagination that i conjured with a paintbrush. in fact, i can show you true beauty at this very moment…”

you were given little time to react when rafayel carries you toward a nearby wall, spreading your legs before kneeling in front of you. he hides himself within the skirt of your dress, pulling down your panties within seconds as your aching sex was revealed to him. the lemurian wasted no time when it came to pleasing you, head already surging forward when he placed his lips against your slick heat.

his grunts and hums were felt vibrating through you, and you grip at the top of his hair with your back arched against the wall.

yet the moment you felt his tongue curling inside of you, you lost all of your train of thought-

lost all sense of coherency as rafayel kept pleasuring you with his mouth and fingertips. you end up tossing your head back in response to the relentless pace he was setting. the way his fingers kept traveling deeper inside of you while his hot mouth drank up all that you had to offer-

it was impossible for you to stay mad at him-

and you would never know how that painting was a depiction of rafayel’s fated future with you, his one and only bride.

you were simply enjoying a beach day with your old friends, eating delicious barbecue while making small talk with everyone. you had invited your boyfriend to come along, yet he seemed dead set on remaining by your side, not even making an attempt to speak to everyone else.

feeling as though you were a little tipsy, you excused yourself from the party with caleb placing a protective hand over your shoulder. you hear your friends crying out to you to come back, yet you only managed to give them a weak smile and wave in response. blocking your friend’s view of you with his broad back, caleb takes you somewhere more secluded, leading you toward the tide pools while maintaining his protective hold on you.

“come on, you can rest over here to clear your head, pipsqueak.” with a nod, you brace yourself against one of the rocks, eyes taking in the puddles of seawater that surrounds you. feeling caleb’s comforting warmth from behind you, you smile and thank him for remaining by your side as you attempted to sober up.

“of course, babe. anytime…”

you felt your colonel’s powerful body looming over you. you thought that caleb only wanted to give you a comforting hug-

so imagine your surprise when he places the palm of his large hand against your abdomen, sliding down your body before stopping at the front of your jean shorts. your breathing hitches in response when he manages to unbutton them, sliding them down the length of your legs along with your panties.

“cay-“ his name was cut off the moment you felt his large hand cupping at your naked sex, making your heart lurch in response as you held on to the rock, trying to keep yourself stable when caleb inserts one of his thick fingers inside of your heat.

your mouth goes dry as a series of broken moans escapes, unable to hold them back when caleb begins pumping his fingers rapidly in and out of you. you felt as though you were slowly losing your mind, nearly falling into the damp sands when he adds another finger within your core, eliciting even more wanton moans from you with each scissoring motion felt within your heat.

“you don’t know how jealous i was, seeing your old guy friends leering at you in front of my face.” he gasps while whispering into your ear, inhaling the scent of your hair while continuing his rapid ministrations. “you’re mine… and i just had to remind you.”

with a final pinch felt against your swollen clit, you released yourself fully into his awaiting hands, soaking his skin while caleb bites down at your earlobe, whispering harshly against them,

“if those little boys think they even have a chance with you when i’m still around, then they’re in for a rude awakening, pipsqueak.”

end notes: i’m still in pain, but not in enough pain to deny myself of that vitamin d 🤤

pls ignore me, that was so stupid wiahahshahahahabdahxh currently unedited, but what else is new ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

all stories are written by rei; please do not repost, plagiarize, or translate my works!!

[unknownmads]

CANT STOP THINKING ABOUT INMATE TOJI AND CUTE LITTLE Y/N WHOS SO NAIVE TO BIG BAD TOJI

CW: Slight smut (mentions of his pp🤭)

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thinking about Prison toji who you met when your college has you do a little project in your criminal psychology class. The project was make a penpal get to know them ask why they are in prision, what their lives before was like, do they regret what they did etc. basic questions of course all you had to do was get the most information out of the penpal about their personal lives as you could.

Prison Toji who only signed up for the program because it was part of his latest court order saying he ‘needed more understanding’ so a penpal would give him a friend while they stay safe😭 he ofc hated the idea and thought it was the dumbest shit ever. until he got his first letter, from you (duh).

Prison toji who got mail for the first time and it was a little white envelope with a cute little sticker sealing it. He deadpanned *is my penpal an idiot these letters are for a prison not a daycare* he silently judges examining every detail as he opened the letter. i read the letter taking in every little personal detail you shared with him, your cute little name, how you loved your cat, how you’re new to the city only just moving for school, of course the boring questions for him as well. But at the very end of the letter he noticed an extra little note.

Ps. i left a few photos of myself along with some of my cat! i think it’s only fair since i got to see your photo on the website

Prison toji who grabs the envelope he previously had thrown to the side and pulls out 3 polaroids. One of you and probably your cat you’re dragging it into the photo with a big grin on your face. the second is a photo of your face a soft smile on your lips meant for whoever took the photo but Toji couldn’t help but wonder if that little smile was for him. Until he pulls out the third photo it’s a full view of you, you’re out in the city dressed all out, and Toji couldn’t help but know you chose that photo just for him.

Prison Toji who can’t wait to finally get some alone time so he can truly appreciate your pretty photos. And immediately goes to write you back answering all your cute little questions. Telling you where he lived before, how he ended up there, telling you what he did for work before (Surprise he sold drugs😍), telling you what he does to occupy his time here (he works out he just wanted an excuse to tell you how strong he is), and he asks you some questions.

Prison Toji who has been relentlessly flirting with since you started writing to him, asking if you had a boyfriend, how your school was going, why you moved to the city, how a cute lil thing like you is still single. You had been writing each other for a few weeks now which is a lot less than you think when you know how long mail takes. But your letters to each other are long. answering every little thing each other asks, learning about one another more and more. You had really connected so you finally ask him the big question he read the words as clear as day.

~Do you think i could come pay you a visit? ~

Prison Toji who had to immediately write back answering the most important question first.

~ And doll, you can come visit me anytime id love to finally meet you and see your pretty face in person~

he wanted to be nonchalant.

Prison Toji who was sitting in bed looking at your photos when he was called

“Zenin, you’ve got a visitor. away from the door.”

Prison Toji silently followed standing on the other side of the cell while the guard came in to handcuff him and bring him to the visiting area. Once he was in the room his cuffs connecting him to the table he waited. until he heard the door open again. He felt his cock twitch in his pants as he saw the guard guide you in. You were wide eyed taking in the new environment until they landed on him.

Prison Toji was large, you knew he was tall and muscular thanks to his letters and photo but nothing could have prepared you for the real deal. Eyes widening even more when you fully take him in. seated At the grey metal table his hands on the table as the guard had told him to. his hair poking at his eyes which were staring drinking you in. his lip in a smirk helping you notice the scar on it which you couldn’t really see from the grainy prison photos. His shirt stretched against his muscles showing off a few tattoos hidden along his skin. the view making you squeeze your thighs together to release some of the pressure building.

Prison Toji who took in as much of you as he could as he watched you shuffle into your seat across from him, enjoying how you squirmed slightly within his gaze, his smirk growing into an almost full smile.

“hey doll it’s good to finally meet you.”