#not much smut but oh well

[eternalreignblog]

74 (huddling for warmth) and 90 (unexpected virgin) for GP Clarke

Great. Just fucking great.

Clarke was mentally and physically drained after spending all day climbing a cold ass mountain to keep her best friend company, and now her so-called 'bestie' had ditched her to go hook up with some, admittedly hot as fuck woman, but still, who dumps their climbing partner in the middle of bum fuck nowhere, in the freezing cold, just for some ass?

Bitch.

Clarke had just finished setting up her two person tent, which was supposed to house her and Raven, that is until the other woman had set her eyes on Miss Cheekbones, and dissapeared off into the dark.

She was muttering to herself, cursing Raven under her breath as she hammered in the final peg, tossing her tools in a pile before starting to set up her sleeping bag for the night. She heard footsteps behind her, and without looking yelled, "come crawling back after all the works done? Cheekbones didn't rock your world enough to stay?" She growled, letting her temper flare a bit

A soft chuckle had Clarke spinning around in surprise, because that was definitely not Raven.

"Oh, she's rocking her world all right. So much so I can't be near that tent anymore," a gorgeous brunette approached, hugging herself around the waist for warmth, looking cautiously at Clarke.

"Shit, I'm sorry, I thought you were my idiot best friend," Clarke apologised, a feeling stirring below her beltline as she raked her eyes over the woman.

"Well, it appears your idiot best friend is hooking up with my idiot best friend, very loudly I might add, in the tent I was supposed to be sleeping in,"

"Oh," Clarke said. Staring like an idiot at the woman who looked unfairly attractive rugged up in winter climbing gear.

"I know we don't know each other and this might be a bit weird, but I'm extremely cold and I have no other place to stay," The woman said almost pleadingly, looking at Clarke with what could only be described as puppy dog eyes.

"Oh," Clarke finally pulled herself out of her stunned silence.

"Sorry, I'l didn't mean to freak you out, I'll sort something out," the woman said dejectedly, moving to leave Clarke’s camp-site.

"No!" Clakre called out, lamenting her lack of brain function at the moment, whether it was due to the cold or the pretty girl, well, she wasn't going to speculate. "I mean, no, it's fine, you can stay with me. You'll freeze to death out there by yourself," Clarke held open the tent flap to invite the beautiful stranger in.

"God, thank you," the woman sounded releaved as she joined Clarke in the slightly-warmer-than-the-outside-temperature tent.

They looked at each other a little awkwardly, crawling around the tiny space until they were both kind of settled.

"Um, my sleeping stuff is still in my tent, I didn't want to interrupt the sex marathon to get it," the woman said sheepishly, looking longingly at Clarke’s sleeping bag.

"Oh, I mean, we can share, it is way too cold to not have cover," Clarke justified, unzipping her sleeping bag to make a doona as her new tent mate divested herself of her jacket.

"I owe you for this?" She looked up at Clarke, an unspoken question in her eyes for Clarke to finish the sentence with as-yet-not-shared information.

"Clarke," Clarke added, filling the gap.

"Lexa," the womam said with a smile tickling her upper lip.

"Well, now we're practically friends, why don't you join me under here," Clarke said in what she hoped was the least creepy way possible as she held the doona up for Lexa to crawl under.

Obliging, Lexa slid in beside Clarke, careful not to get too close as Clarke lowered the cover down over her.

"Oh god that's so much better," Lexa said, relaxing into the warmth.

"Yeah," Clarke said weakly, voice failing her as she tried to fight down the boner that was involuntarily rising at the sound of Lexa's sexy voice.

"Can I come closer?" Lexa asked after a short period of silence, Clarke unable to form words and simply grunting in a manner that she hoped implied the affimative.

She felt Lexa's body shift closer, and panicked as her butt pushed directly into Clarke’s crotch. There was no way she wouldn't notice her bulge, and Clarke could do nothing but lay perfectly still and wallow in mortification.

She did not expect Lexa to get that close.

And now she was going to run away because Clarke was a creep who couldn't keep her hormones in check.

"Is that-- are you--" Lexa stammered and Clarke tried to shink into the smallest space possible.

This is what always happens.

She meets hot girl.

Hot girl gets close.

Hot girl finds out about her dick.

Hot girl runs away.

Clarke wanted to dissapear, she felt the usual guilt and shame rising to the surface and choked out a quiet "I'm sorry,"

"What?" Lexa sounded surprised as she rolled over to face Clarke, barely visible in the darkness of the tent.

"I-- I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable," Clarke rehashes her usual apology, looking anywhere but at Lexa.

"Uncomfortable? Fuck, Clarke, the only Uncomfortable you've make me is Uncomfortabley fucking wet,"

It took several moments for Clarke to process the words, but when she did, her heart rate shot up like a rocket.

"Sorry, what?" She needed to hear it again to be sure because what the fuck was happening right now?

"Clarke," Lexa said, placing a hand on Clarke’s hip and shifting closer. "Let's be real right now. Our friends are fucking. We're alone here in this tent in the middle of nowhere. It's fucking freezing." She was ticking off facts and Clarke wasn't sure where this was headed. "Your hot and I think we should fuck to keep warm," Lexa finished her talk like she was stating a perfectly reasonable thing and Clarke was speechless.

"Er..." she stammered, words failing her as her brain malfunctioned.

"Unless you don't want to?" Lexa asked, doubt in her voice, forcing Clarke to find her voice again.

"Fuck, Lexa, you're hot as fuck, of course I want to, it's just..." she trailed off, hating herself a little for her lack of experience.

"What is it, Clarke?" Lexa asked softly, her hand tracing patterns on Clarke's hip, dipping under the waistband to touch her skin.

"I-- fuck, I've never, you know," she trailed off, knowing she'd probably lost her chance.

"You're a virgin?" Lexa asked, and Clarke could hear the surprise in her voice

"Yeah," Clarke said dejectedly, knowing she'd probably blown her chance.

After barely a moments hesitation, Lexa asked, "Do you want to not be?"

Clarke looked into Lexa eyes, and even in the darkness she could see the lust reflected back at her.

"Fuck, Lexa. I want you so bad," Clarke breathed in a husky voice as she gripped Lexa hips and dragged her closer, pressing her arousal into the other woman so there could be no doubt how desperate she was for it.

"Then let's do this," Lexa said assertively, pushing Clarke onto her back and straddling her.

Lexa was clearly on a mission as she divested herself and Clarke of their clothes, before climbing back on top. She took several moments to worship Clarke’s breasts while Clarke lay there enjoying the attention, before sliding a hand down to stroke Clarke’s cock.

Clarke moaned loudly at the contact, it being the first hand that had touched her that wasn't her own.

"Fuck, you're huge," Lexa said in awe as she lined Clarke up with her pussy, before looking back dow at her for consent. "You ready?" She asked, and Clarke had no doubt that if she said no, Lexa would stop.

But, fuck that.

"Fuck yes," Clarke said enthusiastically as she planted her hands on Lexa's hips, feeling her sink down onto her inch by inch.

The feeling of slick wet heat encasing her cock for the first time was a sensation that Clarke would never forget. Lexa bottomed out, moaning in pleasure as Clarke filled her completely.

"Fuck you feel so good," she praised as she started a slow grind.

Clarke was in pure, unadulterated ecstacy.

The problem was she could feel her orgasm creeping up almost immediately.

"Oh shit, Lexa, I'm not going to last," she cried out, gripping Lexa's hips tightly as she moved on top.

"Hmm fuck, me too, you got me so fucking horny," Lexa said as she rubbed her clit furiously.

Lexa started bouncing and that was it for Clarke. She groaned and threw her head back in pleasure as she unloaded inside the woman she'd only met a few hours ago. Her hips thrust up into Lexa as she came harder than she'd ever cum before, knowing this moment was forever etched into her memory.

As she came back down to earth, she realised belatedly that she'd blown far too quickly and Lexa hadn't even cum

"Oh, shit, I'm sorry," she apologised, and Lexa just chuckled lightly in response.

"No need to apologise, we've got all night," she said with a smile as she leaned down to plant an absolutely filthy kiss on Clarke's lips, and Clarke could already feel the stirring down below.

Oh yes, she thought, this is going to be a long ass night.

[onismdaydream]

thinking about perv yuji (like i always do) who sneaks into your room when you're sleeping because the panties he stole no longer smell like you or your laundry detergent. they feel nice around his cock, sure, but he wants to smell you, wants to pretend he can taste you. so he goes to get new ones. he even sees a pair that doesn't look familiar from when he looks up your skirts (he swears he doesn't mean to, it's just that your skirts are so short and well, he's right there...)

he takes them in his hand, feels the smooth and silky fabric and thumbs at the little bow. they're cute. he hopes you don't mind if he borrows them for a bit.

but then you stir. a quiet rustle of sheets and a soft groan as you get comfortable, but yuji's perks up at the sound. his gaze actually settles on you, now that his eyes are adjusted, and he feels his cock twitch at the sight. you just look so peaceful and pretty.

and of course he can't help it if his eyes drift down to see your body. the tank top is loose on you, enough that yuji can get a good look at your cleavage. that's one thing he wishes you would show off more — he'd love to get a more accurate representation of you in his mind when he jacks off.

another quiet noise and his gaze moves back to your lips, slightly parted and so damn kissable. if only yuji could feel your soft lips against his...

against his better judgement, yuji takes his cock out, promising himself he can only look. he strokes himself as he watches you sleep, getting himself to full hardness. he knows he has to be quick and quiet — there's no way he could talk himself out of the situation if you woke up. but the sight of his leaking tip so close to your pretty mouth makes him dizzy.

it takes a pathetically short amount of time before he cums in his hand, a few drops falling to the floor of your bedroom. you're still blissfully unaware of what your friend is doing, still in a deep sleep as he carefully swipes his thumb along your bottom lip. a small smear of his cum for you to taste when you wake up.

[sambadeamigosgato]

Can he do this to me...please...

[kingkat12]

my therapist asked me to explain the plot of my latest fanfic today… haven’t been this mortified in a while

[greenfoxeyedbrunette]

"You wanna cum? You wanna cum, baby?"  your partner says with a voice crack as he pumps his thick throbbing cock up into you at a consistent pace. Your back facing him, you nod and whisper "please..." Getting overwhelmed with him hitting the right spot, you repeat louder than a whisper "pleaasse..." In response, your partner quickly carries both of your legs up by the back of your knees. Splitting your wet pussy rapidly. His d*ck's so hard and feels so good. "Fuck! Too much!.." you shudder as you reach your high. "Nnnh.." You whimper as your lover slides his tongue in your mouth. Slowly and deeply kissing you, he carefully lowers your legs to caress your body and soothe you.

jean kirstein, daichi sawamura, kuroo tetsurou, muriel, kunigami rensuke, tokimitsu aoshi, wakatoshi ushijima, miya osamu

[battydora]

nsfw, sub. urogi, dom. reader, adult reader!!, gn. reader (cock mentioned, can be a strap or not), pet play, praise kink, handjobs, anal sex, restraints, cnc (safe word agreed before narrative), ruined orgasm, absolute filthy smut

urogi is so cute when he's being fucked, he's such a lovely pet.

he's playful, he's always smiling and cracking small comments through the act, but most of the time because he faces how flustered he actually is by being goofy. his laughter comes out brokenly from his mouth when you tell him he's being such a good pet for you, his cheeks darken and his stomach flutters at the praise.

urogi is also restless, he does not stay still for a moment, he always feels and listens to his body so he can't stop his hips from swinging while giving him head or handjobs, from fluttering his wings excitedly, from digging his claws onto the matress and ripping the fabric, from kicking his feet when he's close, even shivering and getting goosebumps from your hand only running along his back.

don't be surprised if he gets louder as you go on, he is most likely to scream if you make him feel too good. but dear mercy, the real problem is when he moves too much, he kicks his feet and swings his hips so much more when he's approaching orgasm. you get to play with this sometimes, by giving him a punishment.

he cries so loudly when he can't feel himself fully, he gets desperate as you torture him by having him all tied up to a chair, no movements allowed, no freedom at all. his upper taloons are tied behind his back, lower ones tied to the chair's legs and wings closed restrained with chains. he suffers even more when you're giving him a handjob and his orgasm approaches, restraints never letting him rock around, feeling desperate and uncomfortable in his own body. pretty tears rolling down his cheeks at his ruined orgasm, whining "noo..! stop it, please, untie me (y/n) please!"

his complaints go unaddressed as you tighten your grip on his cock with both hands and begin to jerk him off harder and faster, making him shout at the overstimulation on his sensitive and swollen tip "don't be so scandalous, be a good pet and take it".

he can't break free from the ropes and so he begins to beg again "no! no! stop!! nghah! i c-can't!! i can't take it! make it s-stop! please please!!" he cries out, his body desperately fighting against your restrictions trying to escape your merciless torture "fuck, fuck, fuck!!" more tears falling off his eyes as he shut them close.

it only takes him a few moments to loosen and fall exhausted on the chair, his body no longer capable of enduring his punishment, dry dark red cheeks and yellow eyes begging to rest. his chest goes up and down trying to recover but he's so tired, he just wants now an eternal nap, he, the so hyperactive urogi, wants nothing more than rest.

but the fun only just begins for you, now that he endured his punishment all the way, it is time to reward him, just when he gets to control his breath and recover just a little bit, you untie all of his extremities and carry him to the futon, making him lay on his tummy for you. he knows what you are doing but he's so ruined and sore to even speak. "my little pet took the punishment so well, it shall receive a reward for being so strong~" he barely jolts at your thumb rubbing his entrance before sliding two fingers in, his cheeks go darker and his mouth twists into a grimace, he feels he could almost cry for being praised so lovingly after a torture that felt like hours.

you succesfully manage to make urogi stay still while you fuck him without any restraints. you fuck his ass surprisingly lovingly, slow hip movements allowing you to dig deeper inside of him and making him moan the sweetest noises you ever heard. he enjoys this slow fucking, especially after being used mercilessly by you minutes ago.

"my baby, i was so rough to you, you like being fucked like this? yeah? mmh, of course, you're my good pet, you deserve no less" you say as you slam your hips a little bit faster against him.

your praises only help him feel more dizzy and cock-drunk. he just loves how good your dick feels inside of him and how gently you treat him, he is too tired to have his body responding to you so he just mumbles and moans nonsense until he comes again, as a prize this time.

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[thotsofintrusion]

freaky little wen junhui who invites you to a movie night with the members, but asks you to wear his favorite skirt and panties. junhui who makes you sit in his lap, no matter how many seats there are. when the movies started and everyone’s calmed down, he starts making his move. he slowly rubs up and down your thighs under your blanket and if any of the members caught on, they’d think it was just jun needing something to do with his hands. you know better though. you know the way jun thinks and the way he loves to start as slow as possible in working you up. you can feel the way he arches his fingers just a little to make his nails run into your skin as he rubs your legs. you can feel his slightly labored breathing blowing on the back of your neck. and you can feel the beginning of his hard on pressing lightly into your lap.

this goes on for a while. jun just sits there and rubs your legs, enjoying watching you slowly get more and more worked up for him as he starts to spend more and more time near your cunt. when the action picks up in the movie, jun gives your cunt all his focus. he flips your skirt out of the way and presses his fingers right into your clit, loving the way you jump the first time he does it. he rubs slow circles, feeling the way your cunt leaks more and more for him while he works. the feeling of your panties slowly getting more and more drenched is his favorite thing in the world.

when the climax of the movie hits, his torture starts. jun begins to press lightly into the spot of your panties right over your hole. you’re confused, up until now everything he’s done has been procedural, familiar, routine, but this is new. the deeper he presses his fingers into your panties, the more anxious you become. you’re nervous about what he’s planning, unsure if this is going to go well or not. you let him continue regardless.

soon enough he has your panties pulled tight around your hips and his fingers, no longer pulling his fingers out of your hole as he fucks you. he’s fingering you with your panties in the way. you’ve never felt anything like this before. with every move your underwear rub against your clit. the texture of the lace that jun loves rubs deliciously at your soaked walls. jun adds another finger and stretches you and your underwear even further.

you’re getting close and jun can tell. he slows down a little bit as you get closer and his other hand moves up your shirt to tug at your nipples under your bra. when you jolt and keen quietly through your lips, he lets out a cruel, quiet chuckle. you can see the edge. and jun leans into your ear and whispers, “we’ve got a long movie night ahead of us. are you sure you want to cum now? you know how i feel about stopping.” this halts you in your tracks, and you realize.

you’re stuck on this couch surrounded by twelve other men and your boyfriend wen junhui, who plans on making your wildest dreams come true.

[kingofthe-egirls]

LUFFY x Y/N (modern au) part 4

part 1 part 2 part 3

(cw: modern au, smut, fingering, cunnilingus, orgasm countdown, kissing, angst/fluff, comfort, reader is a survivor. [a/n--sorry i'm like this. i'm using these stories to heal])

(a/n: i'm overwhelmed with unabashed joy and therefore must never cringe)

Songs: "Jackie and Wilson" by Hozier, "To Be Alone" by Hozier

word count: 1.7k

***

Luffy leans his weight into you, pressing you into the hotel mattress.

"Hiya," he murmurs against your lips. His elbows are on either side of your head, and he's thrusting gently against your clothed cunt. His jeans are riding low around his hips, and you scrabble desperate fingers under the hem of his shirt. His abs are soft and warm under your touch.

"Hey," you breathe, lifting the arch in your back to press your chest deeper into his. He slides his arms under your shoulders, and holds you close as he kisses you again. Your arms are around his neck, pressing him as tightly to you as you can. It's so good to feel him.

Real.

Apart from your virtual ventures, you haven't gotten much play besides your girlfriend. (Which is great, by the way.) But it's been a while since you've had a man. You love masculinity, love the traces of his jaw against your skin. Love the weight of him, pressing into you. Nami is so much smaller than you--you curvy and her thin--you always feel a little clumsier, around her. And femininity is great and all, but sometimes you just need a dick.

And Luffy seems more than happy to give it to you.

"What can I do ta ya?" He rasps softly against your ear. He takes the lobe in his teeth, pulling slightly. You whine in the back of your throat--short and sweet.

"Um--," you push up your chin, scooting closer under him. "I w-wanna make you cum," you confess.

Cherry blossoms bloom along his cheeks.

"I'd like that," he grins, teething at your jawline, "You've already done it once before. Plus, like, two more times since then, ha."

You bust out a laugh, helpless beneath him. He shakes over you, giggling too. "Well, I'm so glad," you huff out a breath, and press a kiss to his collarbone. His round face is open wide and shining, eyes crinkling like half-moons in his bronze skin.

Wow.

You've got it bad.

Luffy nuzzles against your cheek. "Thanks for that, baby." He rolls his hips against you once more. You gasp, face heating like a rose.

"Lu-uffy," you hook your legs around his thick waist, bringing him closer (harder) against you. He starts thrusting quicker, friction both electrocuting and freezing you in place. He regards you down the edge of his tip-turned nose. A sharp eyebrow twitches upward as he smirks.

"Wan' more?"

You nod, furiously, as you break away to tug off your shirt. Luffy sits back on his heels to take off his own, pulling the red t-shirt off over his head with one hand. You stare at his frame, lithe and muscular, and lick your lips. "You're welcome, by the way."

He giggles.

"Shishishi, guess it's my turn to please you," he leans forward again, hand going to the small of your back as he lays you down. The pillows crinkle beneath you. The hotel smells like lemon-scented bleach. A watercolor painting of a fox hangs on the wall in front of you.

Luffy's face is between your legs.

He kisses around your abdomen, over your bellybutton and along the waistband of your skirt. He slyly unzips it, dragging the silver buckle down the length of your thigh. He flicks his dark eyes back up to you, questioning, and you swallow with a nod. He pulls the leather fabric off of you in one, swift motion. Then his fingers are curled in your underwear, pulling them down your legs, too. You let him, lifting your hips for him to undress you. The cotton slides down your shivering thighs, his fingertips grazing your already-heated skin. He smiles, genuinely, as he gazes at your heat.

"S'pretty for me," he murmurs, ghosting both hands back up your thighs. He lies down slowly, making intense eye contact with your clit. You hum, snuggling back into the covers. They were soft, and downy. Your tits splay out side to side as you get comfy.

"Like it?" You ask, arching an eyebrow as he grins at you. His eyes flare like black opal, and your stomach drops. You're fucking in for it.

"Love it, pretty."

And then his tongue is at your clit, flicking over and over again with an intense speed. You groan, arching your back as your legs tighten around his head. His hair is fluffy and ticklish against your inner thigh. You card your fingers through it, gripping tightly. His locks are velvet soft, and you whine.

He pulses in with two fingers, curling upward with the pads of his third and fourth digits. His fingers are strong and thick, and he pumps them into you while he laps at your clit.

"Mm-fuck!" You squeal, twitching against his jaw. His licking and sucking fill the room with perverse noises, and your muffled squeaks aren't doing much to help. Luffy is hungrily groaning into your cunt, grinding his hips against the bed. "Y-you--," you pant, squeezing your eyes shut, "I--want you!" You moan with your spine curled forward, hunching around your pleasure as Luffy speeds up.

"Not yet," he tugs at your strings, playing you like a violin. Deft fingers illustrate a symphony your nerves are only just this shy of being able to withstand. You whimper, nails digging into his scalp. "Wanna see ya cum, first."

His nose is pressed against your pubic bone, his tongue now doing figure eights on your messy clit. Saliva and slick slip down his face and onto the mattress beneath you. He traces imaginary shapes on your clit, over and over again, almost like letters. You let out a gasp, laughing.

"Ya spellin' somethin'?" You ask, neck craned to watch him work.

"Mm," he hums, fingers stretching out like scissors. You shake, beneath his touch. "Wanna guess?"

You laugh out loud, now, and let your head fall back against the pillows with a soft thump. "Umm...," you breathe, chest ragged and heaving. Your skin is on fire by now, plush and deep velvet as you rake your hands over your own thighs. Your fingernails leave traces of scarlet ribbon in their wake. "M-maybe, 'cum?'" You guess, rutting your hips up against his face.

"Nuh-uh."

"Fuck--," you buck your hips. He giggles, vibrating against your cunt. "You're impossible," you mutter, before bringing your focus back on the shapes his tongue is now lazily curling out along your clit.

A curl, a circle, a line?

You whimper, unable to focus.

"I--I have ADHD," you cover your eyes with a forearm, "This isn't fair."

"Me too!" He happily exclaims, before diving back in to repeat his movements. His tongue is so...dexterous.

"L...Luffy?" You sound out, eyebrows scrunched as you search the ceiling for answers. "Are you spelling your own name?"

"Luffy's," he corrects, "'Cuz you're mine now."

"Oh, am I?" You tease, relaxing back in the bed as he fucks you with his hand. Your body is shivering, aching now, as it craves release. "Did you do the apostrophe?"

"The what?"

"Nevermind," you laugh, shaking your head against the pillow. Your hair is spread out, soft and tangled, around you. You lift up a little to make eye contact with him. He's staring directly at your cunt, pumping his fingers in and out of you slowly. He's drooling.

"Gonna make me cum, or what?"

He flares his gaze back up to you, wild and dark, and starts to speed up. He crooks his fingers, his other thumb pressing hard into your clit now. "Five," he says, without warning.

"What?"

He looks over your shaking form with adoration, plus something that almost looks like bloodlust. "Four." He licks his lips as he gazes back up at you. He pinches your clit, and you scream.

"Luffy!!!" You squeeze your eyes shut, toes curling as you bow forward. He snickers.

"Three."

His fingers crook up--delicious--as he speeds up inside you. His pace is unbelievably fast--almost like a vibrator. "F-fuck--," you groan, scrabbling at his head with feeble hands.

"Two."

He's pulling at your clit between finger and thumb, harsh and lovely and spurring you on toward the swell of your symphony. "That's it, baby, moan f'me," he coos, pressing kisses to your inner thigh. "One."

Fuck--

"Lu--," his name is cut off as a chorus on your lips, now gone silent as you shudder through an orgasm. You've never cum this hard, before.

Your name is silent on his lips, as well.

You don't see it, bowed forward and clutching at his hair, but his lips move in the shape of your name, over and over as he gazes at you in awe. Your pretty lips, your wild hair, he can't handle the way you choke on his name. He slows his fingers down inside you.

"Good, baby?" He asks, running a strong hand up and down your leg. His other goes to palm his cock beneath his shorts. He's aching for you, now. You nod, forcing your breathing to cool down. Something was--coming up for you, and you can't help the tears that slide hot and salty onto your cheeks.

[a/n: this is now completely selfish and personal to me, so don't read on if you'd like the story to end here. smut is over now lol]

"'M...sorry," you say, embarrassment flooding through you. "Sorry," you shake, gone cold all of a sudden, as something knotted and thorny comes undone in your chest. Something after--after all these years. "I'm sorry!"

He shushes you, cooing at you immediately. He rushes up to wrap you in his arms, stroking your hair as you start to sob. You press your face into his sternum, and take a shuddering breath. "'M sorry," you say again, pressed against his sweaty skin. You sniff, wetly.

"I'm sorry," he says, kissing the top of your head. He feels so strong around you. "Did I do something wrong?"

You swallow, shaking your head against the muscles of his chest. His scar is a flat pane of scarlet in your eye. "Nope, not you. Someone--else." That's all you say, and that's all he asks.

"I got you," he whispers, humming as he plants more kisses atop your head. You cringe into him, wrapping your own arms around his back. "Don't say sorry anymore, baby. 'S not your fault."

"I know," you whisper, bitter. "I'm just--sorry I'm like this, is all. I don't wanna be, anymore. But..."

"But ya gotta cry, sometimes. I know," he whispers, then tilts your chin up to his face. He's smiling softly at you, hotel lights sending twinkles in his gray eyes. "I cry, too."

You smile, in spite of yourself, and reach up to kiss his cheek.

"Thank you."

***

[chasedeys]

my unpopular opinion apparently is top joe

noooo don't worry i get you 😭 holding your hands very tenderly and saying i get uuuuuuuuuu, and i am. so thrilled. that u get me. would u like to get married. jk jk i plan to die alone <3 ANYWAYS because you mentioned top joe and im quiet literally in the process of writing top joe i will share my writing in this ask <3

it's the joeteemarr fic under the cut btw lmaoooo when will this fic be done oh my god

you know what's hilarious is that. this is the sex part (every part of this fic is the sex part oh my god its supposed to be pwp tf happened). but this is just straight up YAPPING. the hell. BUT ANYWAY THEY DO HAVE SEX OKAY 😭 there is actual top joe action joe actually DOES fuck tee 😭 i just haven't written it yet....and like. i haven't really proof read anything so if there's any mistake in these screenshots look away i beggggg and like this part was written a mix of the exact night before and immediately after my shit exam so you can imagine the amount of cortisol in my body as i typed this shit out. might possibly have blacked out when i typed it actually wow.

i have written fucking 5.4k of this fic oh my godddd what the ever living hell.............and it's nowhere near finished. i have no idea how long it's going to be. it's literally supposed to be just pwp. porn without fucking plot. 3 parts. one of joe sucking tees dick. two of tee fucking ja'marr. and three of joe fucking tee. three because tee had three touchdowns for joe. why the hell is there 5k and counting. it's not going to be double digits but like. why the fuck is it 5k already. it's literally just smut but all of the sudden there was FEELINGS jesus. im blaming. the narrative. the fucking narrative 😭.

feel free to ask all abt it btwww like idk give me a random word and if there actually is the word and i'll give you the paragraph lmaooo this is mostly bc i don't know when i'll be able to finish it 😭 my schedule is getting shit packed fuckkk my life. or just ask me random shit about it i'll share a random part of it anyway i have no concept of self restraint <3 literally just ask me to share the title or the cover that i have already edited for some reason and i will happily 😭😭

[tojiscrack]

Recommend us some good jjk things u already read 🎀

say please 😐

unfortunately, i don’t read jjk fics… like, at all. i have two main reasons why:

i write them, sure, but i have this intense fear of reading jjk/reader fics (hypocritical, i know, but idc 🌝) simply ‘cause of the fact that i have these characters a certain way in my mind: VERY CANONICALLY-CENTRED.

when reading, i’d enjoy that with only a TOUCH of fanon, seeing as it’s usually romantic, reader-insert, love interest fics, and we’ve only ever actually seen two couples in jjk, and not even in depth — miwa and mechamaru + toji and mamaguro — therefore we can’t exactly say for certain what other characters would be like in a relationship and stuff: what we picture and write here is fanon.

but i did try a couple times. it just wasn’t for me, ig.

secondly, literally every gojo/reader story ever (i say gojo specifically cuz i’m only interested in reading about him and no one else 😭) has smut in it.

unpopular take, but i dislike smut. very much.

so essentially, i’m useless in this department.

p.s. that’s not to say that you yourself can’t read other fics and enjoy them the way they are. that’s great for you, and lovely for the author, but my personal opinion is that i just can’t, and that’s alr. i’ll silently move on and write my own :)

[gothsuguru]

KAIRO . YOUR FUCKING WIPS GOOD GOD 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 ohhhhh narrowing them down was so tough but …… i neeeeeed to know more (read: all) about i hope i don’t murder me; i hope i don’t burden you + you should let me ride shotgun + belladonna ……. (THERAPIST!JAKU. need them to corrupt me . who said that)

(alsooooo i love you <3 hope you eat a big nice tasty breakfast with your fav beverage to boot :333)

ARI MY PRECIOUS ANGELMOUSE <333 TYSM FOR THE ASK AND ALSO MFNDNDND the way i KNEW you would ask about therapist dilfjaku 🤭 that one is a arikenkairo special for REAL <333 at least in theory :3

i hope i don’t murder me; i hope i don’t burden you:

THIS IS THE PROFESSOR!GETO X HEAVENLY RESTRICTED!READER ONE HEHE i’m so excited to resume writing this omfg… the title is based off a lyric from “the beach” by the neighbourhood <3 i’m genuinely very intrigued to explore a version of suguru that hasn’t defected but that’s still so… filled w guilt & shame & anger? like in the beginning of the fic it’ll be them all as high schoolers and then it’ll be them as adults and i’m so excited to show the dichotomy of suguru — the stark similarities/differences between young & older geto!

i haven’t really decided yet how it would be when the two meet at jjk high………. i think in general it’s very bittersweet like suguru is hit w freight train of nostalgia and also… just overwhelming shame. and then ofc reader may feign a casual façade but i think they feel so hurt and also responsible for suguru leaving? even though it’s not their fault? idk i’m just interested in exploring that relationship and how suguru’s past actions would inform their future!

you should let me ride shotgun:

RAHHHHHH THIS ONE IS SO FUN AND SILLY IN MY BRAIN :3 a mix of a crackfic and fluff and action but also oddly bittersweet? rich bratty gojo will always be a beloved of mine and i think him annoying his new bodyguard is so fun to think abt… everyone has always left the gojo’s bc their son is just soooooo . bratty and disrespectful and loud and always pushes people’s buttons for his own enjoyment! that is… until he meets READER… who’s just soooooo amused. their vibe is like a constantly amused kenjaku <3 fond, finds him a lil pathetic but he’s cute so he gets a pass, and more than anything i wanna make sure the bodyguard isn’t too serious 😭 need them to be an enabler so bad hehe

(also v excited to explore the bittersweetness of it all too… gojo pushing others away before they can leave him……….. DELICIOUS)

belladonna:

this one is so 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 dilfjaku with a tight black turtleneck, reading glasses, one leg swung over the other as he rests his temple on his fingers………. gulps. need him to look at me like i’m his prey bc he wants to eat me WHO SAID THAT……… ANYWAYS! this is actually gonna be a smut fic so i will try my hardest to make it sensual and fucked up <3 i don’t know yet if i want reader to be his patient or if he’s just a dilf w a therapist occupation and reader comes by as his intern…… office siren!kenjaku perhaps…….. idk………… need both of us to be sent to HR is all i’m gonna say <333 belladonna is another word for “deadly nightshade” (also a name for this fic that i’m waffling on either one lmk which is better bestie 🙂‍↕️) and i think it works so well for kenjaku… need him to corrupt and manipulate reader but lil does he know they love it <3

i haven’t thought out reader’s personality or anything yet i just know they’re down horrendous and their life goal is to look up at kenjaku while resting their head on his lap………. (also kenny’s life goal… he wants to pat their head and have them look up at him soooooo baddddd) ANYWAYS I’M SO EXCITED TO WRITE THESE FICS HEHE TYSM FOR ASKING ABT THEM ARI :3 MWAH

[artemisiatridentata]

I just finished reading Fourth Wing after picking it up because of all the hype, and because I love dragons, and... I have to say it's the worst book I've read in quite a while lmao. the dragons were its only redeeming quality

[hyewka]

RANA MILESTONEEEE

ok lol this is kind of insane and i was not prepared for this at all but regardless HAPPY 4000🎉🎉🎉😭 i love you all so much i genuinely dont know how we got here like at all.

[not-brionnnne]

hey has anyone ever considered doing shinjiro smut for after the fade to black but he lays you across his lap, like has anyone ever considered the canon praise kink with him more—shinjiro who scolds you, calls you trouble and tells you to stay close to him like a "good girl", shinjiro who acts tough, pretends to be fed up with you pushing him around (he loves it, but that doesn't mean you're not gonna hear about it), ignoring what he wants, so two can play that game, and you think, god, he's not holding back anymore, he's going to kiss me, finally, we're going to— but no, he settles on his bed and pats his lap and tells you that you need to "take responsibility" for teasing him like that, messing with his feelings — "be a good girl." remember, you started this.

[sapphosclosefriend]

I may or may not be making a 70s x-rated movies poster for a fic idea I have for Nat 🫣

[astrum-aetherium]

Hey, I have newly discovered your blog and I've been obsessively going through all your posts. I usually do not see a point in sending in any asks in these kind of things but your ideas really thrill me. Your last elaboration on car sex with Henry really got me thinking whether Henry would be someone to be into being intimate outdoors or not and in what setting that would happen? Like maybe somewhere by the lake in the country side??

hi! welcome! it gladdens me greatly that you're indulging in the passion of this blog, and thank you for this rather thrilling submission.

i feel like he would be threatened by the humiliating aspect of being discovered in the context of outdoor sex, and would therefore need at least semi-solid reassurance that the two of you would remain undetected. this is why, even for car sex, he'd seek out the farthest and most clandestine of places, ditches, abandoned parking lots. he would simply seek to avoid any unwanted, bashful confrontations. being seen wouldn't exactly be his problem, i'm guessing — thinking of this makes me consider him from an exhibitionist perspective, and i'm honestly not that mad at it — it's just a possible uncomfortable interaction that he would be trying to prevent.

this is not to say that he wouldn't partake in outdoor sex — he would want it. i deem that entirely possible. the lake is a wondrous idea, for which you need to accept my gratuity, dear anon. during the day, i feel like it would either have to be when it's just the two of you on the premises, with the rest having taken off on a trip back to the city or something, the staff not present, either, or you would have to be hidden well, obscured from unassuming eyes. i can see it in the context of a study picnic you'd drag him out on, having spread a blanket by the lake in the middle of a fine summer day to merrily read your books together in pleasant silence. it could be beneath a large-shaded tree, as well, with him seated propped against the trunk with your back pressed to his chest.

eventually, however, it would progress to less innocent matters — his fingertips will have teasingly pranced upon your bare skin, a fire would be struck up in the pit of your stomach, and a few torturous minutes of nonchalantly teasing one another later, he would be buried in the billowing skirt of your dress, circling your clit with his tongue and folding your leg into you by the pit of your knee. you'd be moaning for him softly all the way until your orgasm, only to have him grasp you by the very same pits of your knees anew and press them into you as he'd slide in afterward. it would be a passionate, picturesque experience — having him move in and out of you so teasingly slowly, and yet so deep, the soft summer air circling your skin, insects and birds lilting about.

as an alternative, in the case of him being too concerned with being discovered upon engaging in acts of intimacy with you in broad daylight, you could likewise sneak out to the lake in the middle of the night. it would certainly be more of a sinister, whimsical, yearning experience — he would have you quivering and whimpering by the water, the surroundings moonlit, silence befallen around you like a shroud. he would definitely write a diary entry in latin about that encounter.

as an additional thought that i've been nurturing lately: in my mind, francis' country estate has a greenhouse somewhere on the property. henry, as a gardener, would frequent it quite often, as i'm assuming. herein, of course, we are treated with the possibility of him taking you along — and then, of course, being utterly alone and surrounded by all those beautiful, pleasantly scented plants, well... one thing could lead to another. shoot me another ask if you want me to elaborate on this scenario further. henry and gardening is a joint concept that cannot let me go, and then applied to a lascivious setting... the urges transcend the aesthetic, they're primal.