#sorcerer x reader

[valentine-cafe]

˖⁺. ﹙ darling sorceress gf  x top male reader. ﹚ 𖹭 ݁

. . . squishy !! 🍒 :  sorceress ˖ healer character﹙ verse 9819 denara. ﹚

you just can't help but indulge your girlfriend's plump thighs <3

okay but, your sorcereress girlfriend has the softest thighs. you should know. you're pushing your dick between them whenever you get back from work. fucking the soft plush as she's there on her back. looking up at you with those big eyes and soft whines.

“you can use my cunt instead baby. . .” she'd pout at you. bucking her hips up into yours - or at least trying to.

you'll just keep rutting into her thighs. spilling your seed all over her tummy. and she'll whine at you again. that could be filling her up instead but here you are being greedy for her pudge.

you can't help it. whether it be fucking her thighs in her sleep. or when she bends on over the sink to tend to her plants. it's just slipping her black skirts up and slotting right between.

“you're so - mh - greedy!”

of course, you always make it up to her by putting her onto her stomach and actually fucking her. watching as your hips clap against the back of her thighs and ass. leave bruises on her soft skin. gotta fill her up like she's been whining about after all!

[edenspetals]

𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒂 ( 𝒄𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒖𝒑𝒕 " 𝒈𝒐𝒅" )

“ the grim reaper? a phantom? a monster? ’

“ worse. where do you think the saying 'don't look into the trees' came from? ’

[shimisstuff]

The new cover inspired all of this, it’s not my fault 😭

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[analikalee]

[daemontargaryenwhore]

I had enough

[gamblersdoll]

“choso, been an hour.”

“nuh uh.”

you groan, looking down to him as he sucks a nipple of yours. he squeezes the other, relaxing into your warmth. he didn’t always do this sexually, sometimes he just needs to be so close with you.

he also gave butt rubs in a non sexual way as well. he lives for intimacy, and these felt more intimate than sex alone.

this time, he was on edge for whatever reason, stumbling to your house and just holding you. until he mumbled that he wanted to do this, yet he doesnt mean a sexual way.

that was an hour ago, and hes been sucking on the same nipple for an hour.

“chose, baby boy, switch to another nipple.” you say, shifting your body to get even more comfortable.

he groans, looking up at you. “but this my favorite one…”

“… you have a favorite?” you ask, never even heard of that shit.

“yeah, i love both, of course. but.. this one, your right one has a taste–“

“okayyy, you can suckle on that one some more.” you chime in, chuckling when he smiles and pops it back into his mouth.

for you, sure it became sore for a while, but to choso he was in heaven.

[softrashame]

i just had to…

[torutorubaby]

‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾. JJK PORN LINKS!!

pt. 2

SATORU

putting his fingers inside that pretty mouth

giving it to his pretty girl

slow and gentle

sending you clips

can't even wait till you're inside your apartment

KENTO

his pretty girl on his pretty lap

teasing him with those lace socks

breeding you in mating press

morning sex with husband kento

disciplining you

TOJI

using you

stretching you out

bending you over

manhandling his little girl

a different kind of payment with mechanic toji

[valentine-cafe]

˖⁺. ﹙ yandere sorcerer  x male witch reader. ﹚ .𖹭 ݁

. . . pretty thing !! 🍒 :  sorcerer ˖ yandere character﹙ verse 9948e alessio. ﹚

a mad sorcerer attacks your village and takes a morbid interest in you | cw: dark content

his presence was like a breeze. as he stepped into your coven. the ease of wind -

that would soon roar into a fierce storm. carrying the screams of your fellow spellcasters. blood rain soaking the ground. and at the eye of it all - stood his dark figure.

unbothered. the height of rigidness. like a flurry of hail ready to cast down on any that find themselves foolish enough to challenge him.

they hadn’t given him what he came for. how is this his fault?

and still. you stumble forward. the blood of your friends fresh in your eyes and a fire in your heart.

on your way to being the best of the coven - you were. well, suppose that title is now yours. when surrounded by your fallen brethren.

you call upon the earth. the sparks of magic flow from your heart and through your veins. zapping at the tips of your fingers. a warning. a challenge. a spark to the storm that rages at the center.

you lunge. he catches.

“pathetic.”

even his voice sounds like the dry wind. straight from the darkest of catacombs. your attacks are met with but a raise of his hand. a twist of his wrist. viridian flies and strains your limbs. planting them to the ground.

death surely awaits you. yet your vision still catches him in front of you. peering those deep - glowing eyes into your own.

curious.

as though the blood of your coven is not on his hands. as though he had not slaughtered them all. why are you any different?

“kill me, you demon.”

tears drip down your face. you cry with a raspy voice. a metallic taste spilling from your lungs and bittering your tongue.

he raises a hand. that frightful viridian swirling from the wrist and blackened veins. straight to his fingertips. you squeeze your eyes tightly and brace yourself. call for your ancestors to tell them - you will be there soon.

you feel it. the static. the dread. the sheer power that reverberates off of this mad sorcerer.

and yet the sweet release never comes. the strike through your heart to draw your magic. rip it from your soul.

instead. a caress.

cold. soft. like snow kissing your cheek. your eyes open to behold the hand now trailing along your face. the dark shadow cast over his face now looming over your kneeling form as he leans over. those green, glowing eyes half-lidded.

“such beauty. . . for a mere witch.”

the words are poison on his tongue. yet they sound sweet to your ears. your stomach churns.

long fingers curl beneath your jaw. tighten. shove your head back. he breathes deep - shaky - and suddenly it is no longer the dread of death that you fear.

but the dread of his cold lips on yours and his dark whisper amongst the thunder.

“pretty thing. . . what a waste to shed your blood.”

[mitsuyasluvr]

.ᐟ dating nanami headcanons

pairings: kento nanami x f!reader

context: lots of fluff

author’s note: i feel like my smau’s are getting boring, so i wanted to try something new

boyfriend nanami! who says “i know honey, i know” everytime you’re ranting to him.

boyfriend nanami! who holds your hair back into a ponytail everytime you eat.

boyfriend nanami! who treats your parents with so much respect, and gets them gifts every time he sees them.

boyfriend nanami! who does research on the flowers he buys you so he can tell you the meaning of them.

boyfriend nanami! who leaves breakfast for you in the fridge with a cute little note on it every time he leaves for work early.

boyfriend nanami! who makes you give him a show every time you get new clothes.

boyfriend nanami! who refers to you as his wife to everyone.

boyfriend nanami! who has a picture of you grinning as his lock screen and can’t help but smile every time he opens his phone.

boyfriend nanami! loves it when you share your gossip with him. kaylee’s having a divorce? he knows it. abby was talking about erica? he knows it.

boyfriend nanami! who loves when you ask him if you can workout with him at the gym.

boyfriend nanami! who wants to take things slow with you, so he doesn’t make you uncomfortable in anyway.

boyfriend nanami! who will gladly take 2 days off of work if his girlfriend isn’t feeling well.

boyfriend nanami! who every time he hugs you he sways you side to side and hums a sweet song.

[pseudowho]

"Hey...are you finished yet?"

You sidled up to Kento in the kitchen, impatient, his waist snatched by his apron as he chopped chillies. He knew what you wanted, and chastised you without venom, a wry half-smile upon his mouth.

"If you want dinner, you'll wait a few more minutes."

You loitered by the counter, one leg stretching out to stroke at Kento's hip, your toes trailing round his waist, and down, and--

Kento coughed, grabbing your toes against his lap, dropping his knife and giving his hands a cursory wash under the tap. Holding your foot to him, he closed in until your knee was crumpled to your chest, and you giggled as he glowered down at you.

He leaned down, his voice rumbling, appraising your body in his shirt with hungry eyes. Lifting you up on the counter, he continued to chastise you to your laughter, his voice low at your neck as he made love to it.

"You're not wearing anything under there, are you, Mrs.Nanami? Impatient. Filthy."

Giggles turned into sighs, turned into whimpers as Kento tangled a gripping hand in the front of your shirt, affectionately restraining you while his fingers slid down to your core, slipping between your folds until he found his aim.

Kento allowed himself one long-fingered dip inside you with a shudder, before rolling practiced circles over your clit.

You nuzzled into him with a sigh, feeling so oddly sensitive down there. The feeling built, a strange warm prickle, thinking Kento must have doused his fingers in magic and sin before they met their mark. You shivered, whimpering, the feeling building.

"...ungh...hot..."

"Mmm...yes, you certainly are. Could always edge you like this until you--"

"--no-- no, Kento-- hot, it's hot!"

Kento pulled back in alarm at the terror in your voice, keen eyes narrowed and fixed on you. You both stared at each other for a moment in dumb confusion.

His eyes flicked down to his fingers, still as the grave between your lips. Your eyes flicked over to the chillies he'd been chopping just minutes before.

"Kento, the--"

"--the chillies, fuck, shit, I'm so sorry--"

You shrieked, slapping his glistening fingers away, your face twisted in pain. "--oh my fucking god, Kento, you fucking idiot--"

"--excuse me, I am sorry, but if I recall, you were the one who seduced me--"

"--why did you let me?!"

You shrieked again, the Great Fire of London blazing at the crest of your thighs. Kento jolted to life, darting to the fridge, reassuring you, while he berated you, while you panicked in pain.

"--hang on, hang on, you'll be alright--shit..."

Kento slopped milk into a glass, shoving his hand into it and walking back over to you as you lay back on the counter, one hand clasped over your burning vagina. Kento's voice rumbled, authoritative, his hair mussed and sweaty.

"Open up."

"--you're fucking joking, Kento--"

"Do as you're told. This will help. Open up."

Half-laughing, half-crying, half-aflame, more agony than woman, you kicked at Kento while he huffed a laugh, batting your thighs apart.

Still weakly objecting, you gasped when he sunk two milky fingers between your folds, dipping his hand once more in the cold milk, and back again. Milk, labia. Milk, labia.

Lying back with your hands over your face, miserable with shame, you could do nothing while Kento milk-fingered the burning chillies off you. You could feel him trying to look serious and mournful as he did it.

"Stop laughing, Kento--"

"I would never."

"--you absolutely are--"

"I wouldn't dare, my love."

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You and Kento ate your curry in silence. Kento's face was fixed throughout, deliberately solemn. You glared over at him occasionally, mulish, the ghost of a fire still lingering at your core.

Kento finished his curry, clearing his throat. He barely hid the crooked smile behind his napkin.

"That was delicious."

"...yeah. I guess it was."

"I do fancy a glass of milk though."

"--alright, that's it. Get undressed-- I'm giving you a blow job--"

"--darling--you've just eaten chillies--"

"Exactly."

Kento paled, voice tight as he begged for his life. "Please don't."

[analikalee]

[daemontargaryenwhore]

Gojo’s pov is brighter to signify his beginning with Megumi while Megumi’s is sunset to signify his ending with Toji.

[gamblersdoll]

so sukuna usually goes for a woman who holds her own in a fight. its believed that he was more attracted and would even become a flirt even mid fight…. tw for sexual themes.

so imagine how confused you would be when you are with yuuji in your dorm and having a nice time and sukuna just stares at you through his cheek, somewhat a glare but smile. in confuses you, almost making you tilt your head.

“im going to put a brat in you.” he says, then suddenly leaving the scene, causing you to fret and be on guard anytime and anywhere. and leaving such a frantic and apologetic yuuji.

whats even worse is if your group were to exercise a curse spirit somewhere and its on you and yuuji, sukuna would definitely take the time to potentially force a switch or convince the poor baby to switch. and sukuna is doing his best to try and wound you– youre fast, and you already landed three good blows on him.

but things do come to an end, you being cornered and having to hear sukuna say the most disgusting things.

“you wouldnt be a bad wife, could make you have at most two brats.” or holding you while you squirm, groping at a fat breast and squeezing, hoping you dont moan. and he goes “these things dont hold you back? i just wanna bite into them… would taste so good.”

it also occurs when you sleep too. the intoxicating feeling of his fingers are still on your skin, he had to be an incubus. but you were suddenly dreaming about him eating your precious fat pussy too, suckling on your clit and have two hands hold your hips down, two hands hold your legs up while he eats you so sloppy. he can always be a messy eater, and he mumbles .. praise?

“havent had good pussy in years.”

“fuck, that brat hadnt eaten you at all ?”

“i demand your cum, i want you to cum.”

and when you wake up your folds are soaked with spit drooling down your ass cheeks. and with your shirt scrambled up and a bra pushed up.. was he in here? was it a dream? you didnt know. why was he so suddenly interested?

its only the next time you saw him, the cut you had given him had scarred up and he smirks at the sight of it. this only caused him to think of little exchanges for you to show yourself raw to him.

“if you land another three blows, ill have you sit on my face.” he said, eyes lidded and his signature grin plastered.

you ended up with a swollen clit, from its poor abuse and with bruised thighs, because he just had to make you sit still while he ate you out.

[theghostinyourwalls]

Do the sexy face babe 🤤

[urdadssideho3]

Some fluff stuff

Boyfriend!Megumi who comes straight to you when he’s upset

Boyfriend!Megumi who enters your dorm uninvited, trudging in with a soft pout on his face and slumped shoulders as he shoves the door closed behind him and kicks off his shoes in a careless hurry.

Boyfriend!Megumi who ignores your questions of concern as he pads his way towards the bed, wordlessly flopping down next to you, and crawling into your arms. Mumbling an upset "I don' wanna talk about it," before you can ask again.

Boyfriend!Megumi who lays his head in your lap and wraps his arm around your waist, letting you pull the covers over him. You give him a moment before asking what's wrong again.

Boyfriend!Megumi who just grumbles inaudible gibberish into your thigh when he finally decides to tell you what happened. You dont press him about the matter again.

Boyfriend!Megumi who's eyes grow heavy at the feeling of your hands in his hair, soft kisses on his cheeks, and the sound of your voice cooing sweet words.

He'll definitely be waking up in a better mood.