#queued!

[moyazaika]

“honey, i’m home!” except your husband is (slightly) homicidal ❤️

"hello, darling." your husband greets you so sweetly on the porch, a cloying smile plastered on his lips, and a mismatched bouquet of multicoloured daisies, valerians and dying hyacinths clutched in his hands, stained with crimson. "i'm home."

"and what sort of time do you call this, my love?" you return his smile with one of your own. there is something dark and deep in his shallow eyes as he watches you delicately reach for the beautiful, bloodied flowers. "it's well past midnight."

"sorry, sweetheart, i promise i tried to be back before dinner." the soft light of the moon above drapes him in an eerie, haunting glow; illuminating his beautiful features. his eyelashes form soft, dark shadows across his cheeks, looking like long, long scratches.

humming in response to his statement, you bring the mismatched bouquet of flowers closer to your chest, only barely grazing the petals painted in shades of vermillion with the tips of your fingers; a pleased little glint in your own gaze as you watch him, standing still in the doorframe, eyes closed.

"but you must know how hard it is," your husband’s gorgeous eyes flutter open, glittering with mirth. "to climb out of your own grave, right?"

a laugh spills past lips that stretch into a smile as you lean in and softly press a lingering kiss to his jaw. "oh, you absolute angel! if you think climbing out was hard—"

your husband reaches his hand out to gently wipe the blood from your own lips with the back of his bruised hand, raw, scraped knuckles brushing over your skin with a gentleness he reserves solely for you, as you let the flowers fall from your hands; the pretty petals he’d picked out for you curl in on themselves, as this time, his lips find yours first.

"—then you weren't there when i dug it."

his amusement comes in the sound of a deep, low laughter that has you pushing all the parts of your body you know he loves most right up and against him. he welcomes the feeling, greedy hands reaching out to grab you in all the right places; the facade of a gentler man all but forgotten with the way he looks down at you, like a man long starved.

“you could dig a thousand graves for me,” he confesses with a whisper, “and i’d still crawl out and find my way back home to you, my love.”

you roll your eyes, throw your arms over his shoulders and bat your lashes; you revel in the way he tenses at the sight, wonder whose blood is all over his handsome face and wandering hands tonight, before deciding you don’t quite care enough to ask.

instead, another question leaves your lips, and it’s definitely one he’s all too willing to answer, “oh, will you just kiss me already, you horrid man?”

and because your darling husband can never quite bring himself to say no to you; he’s all too happy to oblige.

[choccorin]

thinking about living in the mountains with kento.

you’d wake up in peaceful mornings—no irritating sounds of beeping cars and road rage, just the faint singing of a few birds outside your shared bedroom window, the whirring of the electrical fan, and the soft clattering in the kitchen. the two of you love surprising each other with breakfast, though it’s mostly him because he wakes up earlier than you. each breakfast that he serves always comes with a few slices of bread, whether it be sourdough or even banana bread, whatever matches the dish he made that morning.

you’d spend the afternoon lying on the couch with him. your legs rested up on his lap while the both of you read two different books, occasionally chatting with the other on how the story’s going on in their book. did the main character finally confess their undying love to the love interest? or did the lost cat finally find its way back home? sometimes these catch-ups would go even longer until the two of you forget about the books you're reading and you make your way into the comfort of his warm embrace and take an afternoon nap.

the two of you would spend the evening making dinner, mostly him, though, again. he doesn't want your clumsiness to ruin the food or hurt yourself. you can just sit on the counter and watch him be the perfect house husband he was made for.

after eating dinner and washing the dishes, you two would go outside on the porch and sit on the swing that he personally made based on your request; you said that it would look great and would add character to the house. it’s also great when you want to spend time outside, may it be admiring the bustling trees or the midnight sky. and he couldn't agree more.

the view you get each night is certainly mesmerizing, better than the eye-sore-causing lights back in the city.

thirty minutes would go by before you pull him up and make him dance with you on the grass, barefoot. it’s not advised to dance without shoes outside, but who is he to deny the love of his life?

he pulls you close in between his arms, and as the both of you slow dance, he hums the two of you’s favorite song. you wrap your arms around his neck and place your head on his chest, feeling every vibration coming from it as he hums.

the both of you could dance barefoot on the grass for hours and never get sick of it, as long as you two are together. 

kento looks up at the star-filled sky and back at you, admiring every detail on your face—even in the dark. he pulls you even closer, wanting your body to sink into him, and plants a kiss on the crown of your head. a five-second long kiss that's filled with the affection he feels for you. you look up at him and give him the brightest smile, a smile that rivals the sun and stars.

and at that moment, kento thinks knows that he finally achieved his dream life. a peaceful life away from the crowded streets, and a house that’s filled with love, warmth, and solace, and he found it all from you.

[fyodior]

awesome! do not mind me uploading my thoughts I your askbox <3

just thinking about coming home after work and not seeing dazai lounging on his usual spot on the sofa. telling yourself he must've gone to lupin, he must've gone to the cafe. only to walk into your room with the intention of getting changed and seeing him mewling while humping your pillow so desperately :(

usually hed be embarrassed and play it off. but something about the teary eyes under his heavy lashes and the way his ears pin back and his tail stands high on alert just tells you he's feeling too sensitive to even run from anything . and he's getting so frustrated , cause no matter how much he humps the stupid pillow, it's just not getting him off good enough, he needs you.

when you wrap a hand around his cock for the first time it's almost embarassing that he cums after only 2 strokes. and he's still so impossibly hard, so achey. he can't help himself when he tries to start thrusting into your hand :(

ughh and when you finally let him actually fuck you that man is not pulling out for hours. he's so completely spent out and he's bred you so full of his kits , it's all just blanks now :( he's kneading his paws into your abdomen and not stopping until he passes out!!

I know u like piss so ill totally drop in that he can be so overstimulated and focused on breeding you he simply can't help it when he looses control over his bladder too . but its not like either of you mind. and he's too focused on you wrapped around him to care.

yes yes yes i love this so much zai!!!!!!

i just love the idea of puppy dazai desperately rutting his little puppy cock against a pillow thats squished between his thighs, mewling and yowling as he tries so hard to chase a high that just won't come. a high that only you can give him. the pillow is friction, sure, but it's not anywhere close to your fist, or your mouth, or your tight wet hole. though thinking about said hole does get him a little closer to coming.

when you walk in on him, you're shocked but not surprised. dazai tends to get a little humpy in his heats, instinctually chasing friction whenever and wherever he can. pillows, couch arms, blankets, even the corner of a table once. so you just sigh and shake your head when you see the distressed puppy violating the poor pillow before settling onto the bed and pulling him in between your legs, with his back to your chest. you kiss up his neck sweetly, whispering sweet, calming things into his ear, telling him he's okay and that you've got him, while you give his cock a good few squeezes. like you said, 2 strokes later, and hot cum is spitting from the tip. he's embarrassed, immediately turning around and nuzzling into you, but you just laugh and tell him its okay, and that he's such a good puppy for responding so well to your touch <3

in dazai's heat, when you finally let the poor puppy fuck you, you better hope his heat fell over a weekend or else you're gonna have to take a couple days off from work/school because he's not letting you go any time soon. it's so animalistic and primal the way he mounts you, pressing you into the mattress as he shoves his horribly aching, leaky cock into your hole, damn near howling as he does. dazai always prided himself on his humanity, but he's more dog than not when you're under him like this. his tail is swishing, his ears are pinned back, and he's growling as he thrusts into you at a nonhuman speed and strength. the only human words coming out of his mouth are incoherent ones that revolve around breeding you full of his puppies. and i love the idea like you said of him kneading into your abdomen or your chest as a comfort/grounding thing, that's so puppy like and so cute !!

and yes yes yes yes...... he absolutely loses all rational thought and autonomy over his body to where he's not even processing anything other than how good his cock feels, ignoring how full is bladder is until what's shooting out of his cock and filling your hole isn't cum but piss. he couldn't care less in this state, and you've come to terms with it happening. it just comes with the territory of having a puppy hybrid in your life <3 <3 (thank you for indulging me sweetheart)

[kitorin]

OUR SPRING

17. bugs and bug repellent

SIXTEEN | MASTERLIST | eighteen

PAIRING. chigiri hyoma x reader

SYNOPSIS. school gets overwhelming with constant rumours and accusations, thankfully someone is willing to help. but what happens when this mutually beneficial agreement escalates into something more?

GENRE. social media au, fake dating, idol / actor au

TAGLIST. @saesins, @punkhazardlaw, @silly-ez, @y-sabell-a, @mellozhi, @luvlunazx, @oldest-dream-pdf, @misfits1a, @hoshithinker, @livelaughloveisagiyoichi, @mave-in, @rinsie, @luvcryo, @fabitheraven, @h3xi2g0n3, @yuzurins, @ch3nyan, @jammiycge, @jocynotcute, @pokkomi

© kitorin : do not repost, plagiarize, change, or translate

[ohbo-ohno]

im thinking... somehow johnny gets a short clip of ghost yelling or disciplining recruits like the big fucking man he is and sends it to you and through the cameras they can see you replaying the video over and over again... so they notice you like it, you like simon yelling and being serious.. they come home after the mission and slowly wheedle the kink out of you... our girl just LOVES big men in authority doesn't she, needs a big man to just get all the thoughts out of her pretty head and get fucked

ugh im sorry this one took me awhile to get to. its SO insanely good, and i kept wanting to wait to give myself time to properly enjoy it yk?

this is another one of those asks that stands perfectly on its own. im gonna write a little more of it so i can get the thoughts out of my head lol but like. this is already perfect

simon who's sooo careful with the way he behaves around you. wants you conditioned in a very precise way, so he monitors all of your reactions, all of his responses, and both of those things from johnny too. tries very hard not to do something unless he's already predicted at least a possible outcome

and he knows you enjoy rough sex. you're dripping every time he or johnny fucks you, and they're rarely soft. he knows you get a little wet at the way he treats johnny, sees you squirm and clench your thighs.

he doesn't expect you to get off on him being mean. and that's what the clip johnny sends to you does. the clip is him tearing in to some recruits, just absolutely tearing them a new one. two of them cried, like it was bad. and then that night, johnny giggles and shoves the app with your camera into his face and...

there you are, in bed. you're beneath the blankets, but the way your hips move is clear as day. and your face is scrunched up in a way simon recognizes from the many times he's fucked you. and sure enough, sitting right next to your head, is a video of him playing on loop

he hadn't even known johnny had sent it to you

simon is so excited to get home to you. to him, this shows that you're ready for the next step in your sexual relationship. you won't take everything he says as a threat, which means he can be a little more unhinged with you.

he snaps at you a few hours into their return. not over anything major, and from far enough away that he's not crowding you. but he's using his lieutenant's voice, not his strict Dom voice, and you go red at the tone. he thinks he sees your knees buckle

its a very long night for you.

[thsc-confessions]

"I feel like people need to remember that Right doesn't hate Henry in every single route, especially in the TK route ( remember that in the beginning of that Right was only glaring towards Ellie because of her "woah what happened to that guy" line ( don't blame him tbh ) )"

"Especially because that same route has Right entrusting Henry to protect Reginald, later knowing that Henry would come to help him and they not one but two moments together ( sure style on them was a fail but Right was very much styling with Henry still )"

"There are routes where Right does hate Henry for good reasons ( the Reg arrested routes and R and TCW ) but TK and in extension T4L ( Right didn't even need a second thought to give his approval on Henry's leadership unlike Reg ) are not those routes." submitted by anon

[heartz4hisch]

canucks game day baby!!! if we lose to the off-brand fishes i’ll be pissed!

[the-acid-pear]

dissociative disorders not normal i was weeping and tensing my guts in an horrible fashion and out of nowhere i just stopped and i dont know what the fuck happened

[ikigaisvt]

kwon... hoshi... i'm serious What goes on in this head of yours?

[lgcxjasper]

tall order

w/ @lgcbk

the move in day was here, and of course, he was upset, but he had no plans on going anywhere. sure... he had been mildly avoiding everyone, and his bitch face was a bit more... prominent than usual, but he was still with them, one hundred precent... probably the reason he was so upset in the first place.

he was organized, down to a tea, so it's not much to take his things, heading up to the second floor. he's not sure who he's roomed with, perhaps haneul, and so he tries to smile when he steps through the door, only to see a person he... was not on the best terms with. he blinks, sighing.

"you're bloody kidding me." he says before he can stop himself, as he spots bk.

[fyodior]

i need to fuck dazai so hard he pisses his self

ain't this the dream........

tying him down to the bed and bouncing on his cock to make him cum again and again until he's begging you to get off because something doesn't feel right, he really has to pee, please get off- he can't even finish his sentence before he's unable to control it and ends up pissing inside you

ooorrrrr pushing his knees to his shoulders and fucking him so relentlessly that he basically goes fucking stupid, tongue damn near lolling out of his mouth as you thrust into him hard. you think he's about to cum again when you see his cock twitching, his poor tummy already covered in thick spurts of his own seed, but to your surprise (and delight) he ends up pissing all over himself. you so aren't grossed out tho - instead, it only makes you fuck him harder. maybe you pee on him too ?!??!??! .........................

[cardcaptor-lisia]

i was just looking at the japanese word shizuoka (a prefecture of japan), and i just realized that the character combination 静岡 is 静 shizu, meaning silent, and 岡 oka, meaning hill.

is silent hill a play off of this????? neechan can you please tell me if this is real or not

[chrispy3]

drawings of my baby cat <3 [sideways heart]

[Image Description: 7 drawings of a cat separated into boxes. The cat is an orange and white tabby with an orange belled collar. The first drawing shows him looking up at the viewer and meowing so his eyes are slightly scrunched closed. There is a rug underneath him and some hardwood flooring shows through. The second drawing he is drawn mid-yawn so that his mouth is wide open, his teeth are visible and his nose is scrunched up. The third drawing shows him in between a door and the doorframe, it is only slightly open and he is sticking his arm through and pressing his face against the opening in order to get in. The fourth drawing shows him sitting on an ottoman, he has his back legs tucked under him, but his front legs are extended out in front of him, and slightly crossed. The fifth drawing shows him sitting in the dark under a bed frame, he is only barely lit by light reflecting off of the hardwood floor in front of him. The sixth drawing is a close up of his face where he is sticking his tongue out. Text on the top of this drawing reads “His ass is not beating the silly little guy accusations.” The final drawing shows him sitting and looking at the viewer, lit by light bouncing off of the floor next to him. End Description.]

[ohbo-ohno]

it’s storming and I’m just imagining if omega reader is kinda scared of thunderstorms. wakes up in the middle of the night when there’s a loud crash of thunder. your alphas spend all night trying to soothe you back to sleep

finally, something that scares you that isn't them!!! a time they can protect you and you can really feel protected!

would probably be weird with the instincts though. like, the storm can't actually hurt you but that doesn't change the fact that it terrifies you, so no matter how much they soothe and soothe, you still reek of fear. leaves them with a weird mix of feeling proud they're protecting you but also feeling like they're not doing enough since you just will not calm down until the storm passes fully

[thsc-confessions]

"Henry should be able to carry around a giant sword"

"Actually scratch that- triple threat but they all have swords (charles’s being a…repurposed damaged propeller blade)" submitted by anon

[heartz4hisch]

devils game day lets go boys(please dont lose to the red (flag) wings)