#still dont know if i love every bit of it but

[savnofilter]

I know you did somno headcannons but what about pro hero’s and villains fucking the reader to sleep. Like just a tired reader who feels so safe and good that they doze off during sex. (Twice, Aizawa, dealers choice)

                twice | aizawa | dabi x [fem]reader

warning(s): sexual content, semi-somnophilia (?), fingering, p in v penetration, groping, cuddling, side position, mating press, fingering cum back into you (🤭), pre-established relationship.

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a/n: ughhhhh i hope these werent redundant! i actually had a bit of a spark to get this done so here it is. 🥴 thank you, anon!

                     jin bubaigawara.

sweat breaks onto his forehead, but his pace slowly and surely comes to a rhythmic pace.

hard, accurate, but all so slow and gentle at the same time. the sounds that Jin's cock manages to draw out of you makes him want to speed up, but quite frankly you two had been at it since early this afternoon.

after spending time away from each other proved that not only does distance make the heart grow fond, it was everything in his right to prove that.

you mewl feeling his hand shift to grope your right tit as your languidly laid on your side, eyes fluttering and hips trying to fuck yourself on him. his moans and grunts are ever so present in your ear as its aggression softly lulls you to sleep, the type of lewdity that you missed from the days you two were separated for. he chuckles, breathlessly, as he looks at you trying so desperately to cling onto consciousness when everything in you was battling to do the opposite.

a soft 'shoo' slips it's way between your teeth and barely escapes your plump and bruised lips (from his kithes). once his hand that was once fondling your breast instead move to press it's large palm onto your lower abdomen, successfully making you painfully aware at how deep he reaches.

in a shameless bit to finish yourself as you were right there, your hand dj's your clit and does the job for you. it takes only but a few more thrusts for you to freeze and tighten up around his cock, a pathetic moan sounding from you as you finish. he wraps his arms around your waist and knocks his hips more ardently this time, wanting to finish, too. just the thought of you using him to get off was the kick-start to his own climax he was chasing.

soon enough in your now sleep state, the welcoming feel of his load paints your skin. he's biting, kissing, and muttering all sorts of praises of, 'i love you's' into your skin as you safely dose off into his arms.

you two would just do it again tomorrow if need be.

                     shouta aizawa.

with your thighs pressed so firmly to your chest, and hands firmly pressed to the back of your knees only from the strength of your lover's hands.

it was cozy the way he was sloppily fucking himself into you. there was a squelch from each impact that would've embarrassed you if you were new to this. your gummy walls were almost too tight for his comfort, but Aizawa was never one to complain much. a grunt is all he combats the frustrated energy with as he attempts to speed up pace.

his eyes are glued to where you two meet; eyes so entranced at how pretty your pussy looks when it expertly takes his cock that he has to remind himself to look up every once in awhile to check on you to see if you were okay. dont get him wrong, he didn't think you were fugly or anything, his mand simply wanders in lust if he can't help it.

as his eyes trace it's way to your face as it gets on its journey to search your eyes, he can't help but notice your pretty lashes seem to stare back at him instead. he gives your hands a reassuring squeeze to check on if you're still with him, delighted to hear a distinctive—very slumber like—hum in acknowledgement. he's quick to swoop down and plaster a kiss onto your parted lips, tongue finding its way to pry at yours.

the intrusion has your eyes fluttering open again and focus starting to align itself with him. it's as if you regaining attention brings you to a full stop, mouth falling open and hips bucking him as you squeeze your eyes shut.

"cumming, cumming...!" you whimper. the short notice dully noted as you take your hands from underneath his and pull him into your body instead. he abandons the pose from earlier to let you wrap your legs around his waist, locking him in with nowhere else to go.

tirelessly he emptied his spunk into your cunt, and shamelessly does he snuggle himself into you as he relaxed against your body.

he'd have to switch to a better position soon, but tonight you'll sleep being full of him.

                   touya todoroki.

"you tired?"

is heard through your sleep like state, body fueled with pleasure and drowsiness fighting tooth and nail to pull you under. you defiantly hum, "no", your brattiness bringing a smile to Dabi's lips.

he had just pulled out of you, wet length pressed against your bum and your half naked body snuggled into him. in an effort to entice him once more, you try grinding back into him, the gesture earning a playful spank from him. you whimper in protest.

"one more..." you lazily lift your head as you try reaching behind you to find his length. he half-heartedly chastises you with the call of your name, swatting your hand away despite your efforts.

he pulls you closer though (somehow it was possible) and he wraps his arms around your waist. he presses his face into your hair, inhaling your musk and closing his eyes in comfort at the familiarity of it all. his free right hand starts to roam your free skin, hand tracing the skin of your hip and thighs, surely taking it's time to get where it needs to.

unmistakenly you can still feel everything. his calming warmth, his calloused hands and his half-baked boner. you chuckle seemingly at the conclusion but quiet when his hand finally finds his way back between your thighs. you slightly open your thighs to help with his venture, softly humming at pressure of his digits palming your still slick folds.

your mouth drops open as he softly massages your pumpum, taking it's time with toying your nerves. he hums lowly when he withdraws to look at his digits glisten in the moon-lit room before taking them to his mouth and sucking on them for himself. it's sickening how his eyes roll back instinctively as he could never get tired of your taste, now wanting nothing more to fuck you again for the nth time tonight. instead he takes his hand back to insert two fingers into you, and smirking at the moist sound that comes from it.

some of his cum from the last round spilled out and it made no sense for it to go waste. he notes the way you slowly drift back into slumber and doesn't prolong the process. with utmost care, he stuffs the load back into your willing cunt. after a few pumps his hand finds itself wrapped around his abandoned cock and aligns his swollen tip to your hole. in the most gentle way possible, he thrusts himself in and reclaims his hold around your body again as Dabi drift off to sleep.

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[wintergrofyuri]

hero tired and stressed and anxious. constantly comparing himself to the long quiet. wishing they were still there. worrying he wont be enough to keep them all together. having stress dreams about being alone in the long quiet (the place). the mirror, the princess. the narrator. isolating himself from the others.

having to be physically dragged away from his brooding. being all "im fine" and then passing the fuck out not even 2 minutes into flock cuddle time. not even waking up while they fight over who gets to be closest (thank god btw smitten wld never be able to live with the guilt).

adversary and stubborn inviting him to a tussle. politely declining but suggesting he just watch, since he can tell they just wanted an excuse to hang out. ending up in a tussle anyways when adversary throws stubborn into him. hero not at All keeping up with them but its ok bc the closeness, physical or otherwise, is more than enough for him.

burned and drowned grey inviting themselves in bc burned is forcing drowned to interact with the voices more and decided hero is a good place to start. hero being scrambling a bit bc he wasnt expecting visitors (and hes still a little wary around the ghosts) but trying to be a gracious host. burned being all "see how cute and nice and sweet he is" and hero getting all flustered. drowned says nothing but she Does squish his cheeks a little. burned calls it a success.

broken seeking him out for when he just wants company and comfort. hero claims his door is always open and hes never once refused anyone. but sometimes others are already there. paranoid or opportunist. sometimes contrarian. a vessel or two is not uncommon either; spectre and damsel are especially fond of him. broken always feels like hes intruding, though. cold, on the other hand, does not care. he will invite himself in any hour just for hero time. he has advised broken to do the same.

they love him. they adore him. they put him on a pedestal. they care for him and worry about him and stress him worse than anything. all pressure he puts on himself. to be perfect. to be what he thinks they want him to be. he does not know how deep and unconditional it all is. they dont want him to Be anything other than himself. bc what he Is is what they fawn over. he could be reciting the fucking yellow pages and theyd still hang off every word.

anyways this makes no sense and its all over the place and basically just a stream of consciousness but this has been in my drafts long enough and i need everyone to know that hero harem is still 🔛🔝💯💯🔥🔥🔥🔥💥💥🌈🦈✨

[nichoskittycorner]

Bad Dragon ( &Team Leaderz smut)

>> Its breeding season for the highland dragons and Euijoo is still struggling after several attempts over the years. Having never even been touched before, hes wondering how he'll make it through, especially after being rejected by just about every dragon there is. Calling in a huge favor from a senior dragon and friend, Fuma, hes ready to learn the ropes.

>> Threesome (Euijoo x reader xFuma), oral sex, virgin!Euijoo, Dragon!Fuma ,Dragon!Euijoo, size kink, bulging, creampies, lots of cum, y/n is a proud monstefucker (yes that's important), overstimulation, multiple orgasms, slight breeding kink, Euijoo is also massive loser energy and says stupid things-dont mind him,

Word count: 6.2k

A/N: I'm back on my monsterfucker bullshit! >:D. Okay so this was actually an old ass draft I didn't finish for some reason for months but it's completed now. I hope you enjoy this dumpster fire

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Mating season for dragons was a difficult time, especially for the inexperienced. There was an entire ritual, presentation, dance and then the actual act of mating itself-

Unfortunately for Euijoo, a young dragon, he was bad at all of it. He could never get the ritual right, his hoard was never glamorous enough to impress a mate, he tripped up the dance and lord knows actual mating was out of question. Hell he was practically scared of it.

All of his attempts to charm any female dragon was met by many reactions. Cooing at his pitiful attempts, cringing in disgust, shaking their heads in pity- hes seen it all. He was ready to give up after several years of trying.

Euijoo wasnt an ugly or weak dragon either. In his dragon form, he had a strong but lean frame. His scales are a lovely shade of royal blue that would catch anyone's eye. His eyes were a dazzling gold and held a warmth not many dragons held.

His human side had an almost opposite appearance. He was round in the face- his squishy cheeks, large eyes and soft smile were adored. But only in the way that little kids loved their brothers and grandmas loved their grandkids. Even with his little horns and the few patch of scales every dragon showed, he was still so soft in appearance.

In dragon society, his softness was seen as weakness. Even if he was a killing machine, mates wouldnt be easy to attract with his softness. As a result hes failed at attracting a mate successfully.

He was getting desperate at this point, so he went to the only person he knew could help, Fuma. A mentor and friend hes known for centuries.

Fuma was an older silver dragon. Strong, fierce and quite the gentleman. He knew the ins and outs of courting and had helped many a young desperate dragon. Not just with mating but he was a sweet dragon who loved helping people.

Euijoo had met Fuma after one of these failed attempts in the past. Embarrassed and dejected, Euijoo was sulking under a willow tree- gnawing on a branch to stop myself from biting his own tongue in frustration.

Maybe he could accept that this rejection was his fault- his treasure was a pretty small collection, it makes sense. He could try later after growing it! His little cave could use a bit of redecorating while he was at it!

But he quickly fell back into his sulking when he accounted that he had done this over 100 times. The branch between his lips snapping into pieces as he clamped his jaw down.

A low growl emitted from him before it melted into a groan. Leaning back onto the trunk of the grand tree. Kicking his shoes off before picking up another lone branch.

His branch biting streak ended with the arrival of an unexpected guest. In the distance, a beautiful silver dragon was looking for a place to rest after his flight.

Finding a lone and lovely willow tree, he circled it a few times from the sky before coming to a rest- wrapping his large body around the trunk.

The silver dragon stretched his wings and let out a great big yawn as he got comfortable. Resting his dragon head on his claws and closing his eyes.

Alas, his plan to sleep failed- disturbed by a squirming creature beneath his tail. He tried to ignore it but the squirming never stopped.

Lifting his tail, the dragon heard a loud gasp of air. Whatever was under there was clearly fighting for their life.

Red faced, shaky legged and rustled appearance, another dragon but still in his human form appeared from the other side of the tree.

Euijoo was beyond frazzled. One minute hes in his head under a peaceful tree and the next hes being suffocated by a scaly dragon tail. He was almost certain he would die but thankfully the bigger dragon got the hint and freed him.

"How?! Why?!"

The sight was ridiculous. Euijoo was tall by human standards but next to this large beast, he just size of a mere child. So him yelling and flaining around trying to scold the beast looked beyond outrageous.

Clearly the other dragon was amused by his antics. Chuckling in a way only a dragon with many years could before shifting back into a human state.

A man a bit shorter than Euijoo stood before him. He may be shorter but he was very fit and handsome (but so were all dragons). His eyes crinkled with a soft amusement and stuck his hand out to him. "Sorry about that buddy, are you okay?"

Euijoo was a little taken aback but shook his hand anyway. The handshake was firm but still kind. He nodded slowly as he continued to take in all aspects of the newcomer.

It was a silly meeting but that's how Euijoo and Fuma became friends. Fuma was clearly like the dad friend of the pair. Keeping Euijoo out of trouble and helping guide him through dragon life and all the little trials that came with it.

Euijoo was an adult dragon who could manage everything… well almost everything. A competent fighter, a skilled treasure hunter (somewhat), and even a kind neighbor- but Euijoo was a terrible lover.

He had the romantic competence of boiled eggs according to Fuma. It was attempted to be said lovingly but the point was missed.

Another failed mating attempt left the younger huffing in frustration, blowing a bit of fire as a result. Even as he lay on his pile of treasures, his spirits werent raised. Fuma even brought him a fresh goat to eat and he still whined.

"Euijoo, maybe we should try a different approach." The silver dragon tapped on his horn to get his attention, making the younger shiver.

"Different how?! I've tried everything I can think of and others ideas too! Maybe I'm destined to be a lone dragon!" He whined, picking up a golden necklace bedazzled in gems and woefully swinging it in between his fingers.

Fuma rolled his eyes and snatched the necklace away, tossing it aside. "Have you tried practicing? I got my start courting humans, it might work with you too!"

Euijoo sat up and said an eyebrow, his eyes stated doubt but his tail wagged enthusiastically. "Are you sure?"

"Of course- they're much easier to court and get in bed. You'll sharpen up your skills and humans dont mind causal mating interactions." Fuma's confidence in this method oozed through every aspect of him. How could he say no?

So, with a hope in his heart- he would give this one more shot…

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In order to blend in with humans, Euijoo and Fuma had to hide their dragon features. So they just resembled very tall and handsome humans.

The two had turned up at a club, a casual place to meet strangers. That and Euijoo could excuse his odd behavior on alcohol. Bright lights, loud music and the smell of sweat and cheap perfume filled the air.

Except Euijoo was already shaking, eyes darting around as his palms sweat. Fuma patted his back to try and ease his nerves. "Ju… relax. If you look like you'll pee your pants, no one is going to want to talk to you."

He nodded and took a deep breath- before he hiccuped and a puff of smoke left his mouth. Slapping his hands over his mouth to cover it up and burned red in the face.

Fuma groaned and pinched his brow. "That's not relaxing. Here, just go up to that girl over there and start a conversation." Fuma pointed to a lone girl relaxing by a bar, a fancy looking cocktail in her hands.

With his support, Euijoo wiped his hands and stood up straight. He fixed his hair and marched on over to her. Remembering all of Fuma's tips, he leaned against the counter and stood close but not too close to the stranger.

His presence caught her attention. His pretty face made her eye him up and down- a smirk growing on her lips.

"Well hello there pretty sir- who might you be?" She leaned in, fluttering her eyelashes as she looked at him.

From behind, Fuma had ordered a simple drink to look busy and support Euijoo from behind. So far, he was doing great! A great approach, confident posture- all he had to do was keep going-

"Would you like to do the mating ritual with me?"

Fuma choked and spat out his drink. That is NOT what they practiced?! He was so nervous he started to ramble his words- the girl was just as confused. Tilting her head and blinking as if she didnt hear him properly.

"I-Im sorry? What does that mean?"

"Ah that's the fun part! The mating dance, the presentation of the treasures, the - OW." Fuma hit him in the back with his elbow to shut him up.

"Oh, is this some type of furry thing?"

This was falling apart faster than a stone in the ocean.

"Furry? No I'm not furry-."

Fuma screamed into his hands and grabbed his friend- pulling him out of the club before he could say anything else.

Euijoo whined as his arms were yanked harshly. "Heeey- That was going so well Fuma! What happened?!"

"Well?! Euijoo you had her thinking you were a furry!"

" Not you too Fuma! We're scaly not furry! Maybe your drink was too strong."

Fuma groaned and started heading in the direction of another club. "Okay, let's try again… And stay away from the mating and furry talk."

Euijoo nodded proudly and followed behind Fuma.

If Fuma thought the first attempt was bad, he had no idea what he was in for. Somehow each attempt was a little worse than the last.

Even when Fuma kept trying to remind him to stop mentioning the dragon thing or the mating dance and whatnot he kept babbling about it. At some point, they had exhausted just about every option and sulked out around 3am.

Euijoo near tears at all his failed attempts and Fuma ready to just make a bride for Euijoo at this point.

"How… how are you not able to flirt with humans and dragons?!" He was only met with a defeated shrug. Fuma sighed and tossed his arms around his shoulder, pulling him to his side as they continued to walk.

"Don't… Don't beat yourself up Ju. Theres someone out there willing to be with you!" He beamed and dragged him along until they ended up in an open park. Sitting down at a lone bench and taking in the night air to reevaluate.

Euijoo sat back and looked up towards the dark sky. He wanted to keep up hope but it felt like it was waning. Would he really be alone forever? Was he really not made for anyone else?

His eyes shut as he tried to hold back the tears. No there has to be! You cant give up hope yet Euijoo!

His little pep talked continued until he noticed Fuma tense near him and a new scent arrive. It was sweet and yet very calming. Making his eyes peel open to meet a bizarre sight.

A pretty girl was staring down at him. Oddly close to his face and blinking with eyes full of wonder. "Woah, hello! You're so cool looking!"

Cool looking?! Euijoo sat up and stared in confusion at this girl, his face burning red at the compliment. Who was she?? Where did she come from? And why was she so close to him?

"Oh um, thank you! I'm uh Euijoo by the way." Euijoo smiled as the strange girl sat in between them, forcing Fuma to scoot over to the end of the bench and peek over. The older leaning over so Euijoo could see his panicked expression.

"Eui-joo? Well I'm Y/N! Where did you get such a cool costume?" Y/N asked and did something he couldnt have expected. Tapping at his forehead exactly where his horn would be. Euijoo froze and tried to remain calm.

He was in disguise, there should be nothing visible! She didnt say anything to Fuma though, was it that his magic had slipped and revealed his original form?

Y/N continued to tap his forehead before trailing her fingers down his cheeks, running down his neck and peeking into his shirt. "This body paint is amazing too! What's your secret?"

Euijoo was frozen, worried how you were able to see his dragon markings beyond his disguise. But the hot chill that sparked from your touch was even more concerning. His brain had completely shut off and he stopped thinking.

"Um, you- me- mate? Mate ritual!-"

Fuma's eyes went wide as he started to make a 'cut it out' motion with his hand. He knew the younger was panicking and was about a few moments from another failed attempt.

But you didnt squirm, cringe or laugh at him. Instead your eyes lit up as he continued to ramble eventually breaking down into giggles. Euijoo shut his mouth after that. That had been the most normal reaction he had seen all night and was gearing up for another rejection.

"Mating ritual? Is that a funny way of telling me you have a breeding kink and want to fuck?"

Fuma's jaw dropped before quickly recovering and gesturing for Euijoo to chase this chance. Euijoo was still malfunctioning but tried his best to catch the signal. Taking your hands and looking into your eyes.

His body lighting up by an unknown energy all the while. "Are you saying… you want to be with me? Like, in bed?”

A giggle overtook his shy question. "Sure why not! Come on, I'll lead you to my place. You too Euijoo's friend!" The two weren't going to question it and followed you back home silently. Euijoo in a panic and Fuma trying to calm him down the whole time.

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Once you all arrived back at your apartment, you wasted no time showing them to the bedroom. Euijoo never stopped shaking the whole time but he was determined.

"Alright, so let's get this started yeah?-" Your hand already reaching for the bottom of your shirt before Euijoo stopped you. Large hands took yours into his, his eyes sparkling at just the sight of you.

"Wait, let me do something first-" The dragon man blushed and tried to keep his composure. It seemed you were down for anything and agreed to let him lead the way. His face brightened up and his dragon tail wagged.

From behind him, you could see his friend staring into him. Almost pleading with him mentally about what he was doing.

But Euijoo didnt bother with Fumas burning gaze. Instead pulling up his bag and digging into it- pouring out the contents onto the bed.

Shiny golden treasures fell from the bag. Necklaces, crowns, bracelets, plates- just about anything he couldve fit in there, he had put in there. Fuma's jaw dropped as he watched Euijoo covering your sheets in the precious metal, jewelry and treasure. It was part of a dragons ritual to present the hoard or collection of goods but you weren't a dragon!

“Don't worry, I'm just gonna be a fucktoy with feedback, do as you please!” Euijoo said, sounding somewhat proud of his display but his face was burning up as his body shook slightly from nerves.

Fuma was ready to drag him out and apologize for this embarrassing display but instead you seemed fascinated. Eyes twinkling as he finished clearing out his bag.

Euijoo stood proudly (nervously) by the mess he made, his face still blushed as he waited for your response. Flattered but unsure of how he wants you to respond, you rested your hand on his shoulder and made him sit on the corner of the bed.

Giggling and kissing his cheeks before landing on his lips. He gasped, parting his lips and allowing you to deepen the connection. Pulling away after a moment to see his flustered reaction.

"Well, this is what you wanted, right?" Euijoo nodded eagerly and never broke eye contact. You took his hands and laid them on your hips, straddling his lap and ran your hands around his body.

“H-How did you know?” Euijoo managed to stutter out, as his body and mind were in some form of a meltdown. Here you were, touching him, inviting him in and even kissing him now!

“Well, from what I know about dragons, showing off gifts and a hoard is part of a mating ritual, right? Plus you just called yourself a fucktoy so I'm guessing that's your goal huh?”

Your fingers brushed against one of his horns, making him jump and accidentally moan a bit. The dragon almost apologized but your lips cut him off swiftly.

Just by the way he kissed you so softly made you smile. He was being so gentle with you but also, it made you curious. Pulling away again to not only see him still wearing his current state of mind on his face, but to feel him clearly getting riled up.

"Euijoo, have you ever been kissed before?" It was clear he had been found out. He was ready to deny and explain it off but his silence gave it away.

Oh he was just so cute! Your hands slid down his body, slipping under his shirt. His bare skin was cold and scaly underneath his clothes. It was fascinating just how much detail your fingertips were able to pick up.

You had only heard about dragons through the grapevine. Some believed they were real and others still convinced they were fully myth.

Despite being a full time dragon believer, this was your first time meeting one, well two! Normally, a humans reaction to meeting what was once thought impossible was to freak out or call the police.

But not you. Not only did this dragon man give off huge adorable loser vibes which was already cute to you; You were what they called a certified monster fucker. Only in theory though as you never had actually met a non human before.

Still- your treasure chest full of monster dildos and sleeves was all the evidence you needed for your dirty little secret.

So when you wandered into a man who's appearance screamed dragon along with his otherworldly aura, you had to take the chance. Like a moth to a flame, you wasted no time chasing your prize(s).

As you lead the kiss that quickly became heated, you let your body do more of the talking. Wrapping your arms around his neck and tangling your fingers into his hair. Grinding your hips into his already hardening cock.

Who knew just a little making out would rile him up so badly? He either had sensitive or virgin written all over him. Maybe there was a small part of you that found the idea of a human like you overpowering a cute dragon in bed super exciting. Corrupting his fantasy and frail understanding of what he was capable of.

Breaking up the kiss, you removed your shirt and pants, leaving you in your underwear before him. Doing a little 360 spin to show him your entire body, you took his hands and laid them on your hips. Letting them sit on your squishy flesh for a moment before trailing one up to your breast and let the other explore your thighs and ass.

Euijoo's face was completely red and he sounded like his breath wanted to stop coming out. That and the tiny puffs of smoke seeping from his mouth showed his emotions were heightened in a way he couldn't understand just yet.

“Do you like how this feels, my body? Are you ready to see it all?”

He nodded eagerly, making his first move by pulling you closer by the hips and tugging at your underwear and burying his face in your belly. His actions reminded you of a desperate puppy, especially as his nose was in your stomach and he was looking up at you with pleading eyes.

Before you could properly remove either, Euijoo's nails had elongated into claws and shred away the thin pieces of fabric. Leaving you completely bare and naked.

Your body was so gorgeous to him, so alluring and sexy. Just looking at you would be enough to make him lose his cool. Not like he had much to begin with.

“Hey, if I'm going to be naked, you've gotta join me-” You teased as you started to pull away at Euijoos clothing.

He was so excited and turned on, he clearly forgot Fuma was also in the room. Honestly, Fuma would be okay with that as long as Euijoo didnt mess this up.

He had seen and slept with his fair share of women before so he was doing okay. That was until you were stripped completely naked and bent down to help his friend undress, flashing your glistening pussy directly in his face.

Fuma could compose himself to remain still but the rush of pheromones and your scent of arousal was getting to him already. Making him cross his legs to stop himself for having an obvious boner at a time like this.

Once Euijoo was naked his worries faded away. He was here, he could do this! At least he thought so until you pushed his legs open and got on your knees.

His half dragon state was also stunning. Horns sticking out of his hair, silky skin bedazzled in patches of shiny and colorful scales leading to a thick tail and his wonderful dragon cock on full display. Large, scaly and ribbed along the top down to the very base.

Your stomach stirred in excitement. Youve had plently of practice, you could take him with a little prep. But first, you had to get a little taste of dragon.

Taking his tip into your mouth without warning and making him yelp, a tiny spurt of fire following along with it.

You could save your cooing for later, for now, you were going to have a little fun. Swirling your tongue around him and sinking him down your throat to see how far you could get. It took a little gagging but you were able to get his entire dick in.

Slowly pulling off before repeating the process, and earning a low moan from Euijoo. An unrestrained response to a pleasure hes never felt before. He couldn't tell if his body was heating up due to pleasure or embarrassment.

Neither mattered to you. Loosening your jaw before taking him back into your mouth at a quicker pace, using your hand to substitute when you werent taking him entirely in.

It had been less than a minute before Euijoo was panting like crazy, twitching and fumbling around odd sentences. He was trying to tell you that he felt something weird- It was both pleasurable but concerning because he felt like he was about to drop. His words didn't make it out in time before his body reacted and came.

Your only proper warning was the twitching of his cock in your mouth before the thick salty fluid filled up your mouth. Leaking out of your mouth and down your throat before you could comprehend fully what had happened.

Apologetic and embarrassed, Euijoo pulled out fully and started to speak clearly. “Oh my god I'm so sorry Y/n! I'm sorry I didn't think that would happen so quickly! Oh no I fucked up again ah, I'm sorry-”

You werent mad, only surprised by how fast and how much had come out. Coughing to clear out your throat so you could speak.

Fuma was honestly speechless. There was nothing he could say or do to remedy the situation. Maybe prepare romcoms and liquor back at home for when Euijoo sobbed about this failure too.

To the distraught dragons surprise, you waved off his apology as you caught your breath. “I'm not mad! You don't need to apologize, accidents happen. I assumed that would considering how new you were to this.”

“Wait, so you're not rejecting me now?”

“No? Plus, dragon cum tasted way better than I expected so no hard feelings times two.” You said in joking manner before changing the subject. Looking up, you could still see his dick was plenty hard. Dragging your finger up it's length and making him sigh.

“Looks like you still got some left in you. Are you ready for the main event?” You spoke in a low and sultry voice, standing up and trailing your hand up his body as you went.

“Uh, I uh-” Unknowing what to do, Euijoo looked to Fuma to help, who only gestured towards you with a “Don't look at me- And don't fuck this up!” expression.

Euijoo gave you a nod, not trusting his voice to reply in dirty talk.

Although it wasn't the most ideal, you knew he would probably enjoy this more if the treasure was still on the bed. Moving some of the more dangerous and fragile pieces aside before climbing onto the bed on all fours. Not meaning to, but facing Fuma, who was both watching attentively and absentmindedly. Once in position, you used one hand to spread your ass to invite him into you.

“Go on, it might be a little tight at first but I'll manage.” You were bursting with eagerness. This had to be a dream come true for you both.

But of course, Euijoo was overthinking something else. Your hole looked… a little small? There was no way he was fitting into your pussy when it didn't even look the size of his pinky.

His gaze found Fuma, who just gave him a thumbs up before he turned his attention back to you. Noting the eager look that Euijoo couldn't see as you were ready for this. Almost drooling in anticipation for this moment. He had to avert his eyes from you.

From behind, Euijoo took a deep breath before just following his instincts. He knew what to do, he shouldn't overthink this. Even if he messed up here, he never had to see you again if all went to hell.

Running a finger down your wet folds, he spread your lips to get a better view. Summoning all the confidence he could, he lined his tip along with your hole before letting his body do the rest and push in slowly.

Instantly the stretch was more than you expected, but along with the discomfort was the sweet pleasure as he pushed in further. Moving painfully slowly and allowing you to adjust as he moved. You expected the slight pain, it was always there until it melted away after you were soaked enough.

The texture of the ridges and ribs on his cock had your legs shaking so fast. “Are you alright Y/n? You're shaking.”

“Y-yes fuck, god just fuck me already!”

He wasn't completely assured but he couldn't stay still forever. Pulling his hips out before driving them back inside. Fully inserted and causing a slight bulge in your stomach.

Places you didnt even know could feel this level of pleasure were tingling as he picked up the pace, finding a steady rhythm to pull in and out to. Little cries and pleas of pleasure for more encouraged him to keep going.

His confidence grew, reaching over to grip your hips and pull you back slightly with every thrust. Lowering himself to kiss along your back as he plowed into you.

Your orgasm came quickly, not as fast as him previously. But just as you continued from before, so did he. Driving your mind up the wall once again very quickly.

Euijoo had to admit, it felt amazing to get you to cum, quite fast even. His pride and confidence fully restored as you begged him to fuck you harder and keep going.

It wasn't long before he had you cock drunk. There was no need to use words as your body did all the speaking for you. Nipples hard from arousal and being teased, tongue hanging out lazily and your eyes dazed but content. Not to mention the fluids from your pussy squirting and soaking with every thrust.

The whole time you were lost in the pleasure, you had Euijoo on your mind but Fuma in your sights. It was obvious he was happy and proud for his friend but he looked lonely in your eyes. And horny.

After another orgasm shook you, you took a pause. Pressing your back against Euijoos chest, who instantly ran his hands down to your clit and played with your breast as you spoke to him. Keeping your mind and body on a pleasure trip even with his little movement. Even Fuma was impressed that he knew how to do that.

His cold scales contrasted your hot skin and egged his teasing on further as you tried to speak with him buried inside you. Your hand running into his hair to run your fingers along his horns, an obvious sensitive spot as he didn't even hide his shiver.

For once, Fuma was the one let in the dark as you whispered something to Euijoo through breathy moans. He quickly agreed, getting in a cheeky bite at your neck before letting you back down.

Letting your front lay down on the bed, you looked at Fuma with needy eyes. Gesturing him forward with your hand.

Confused, but still being the man(dragon) he was, he came forward. “Is something wrong Y/n? You're not stuck, right?’

He spoke so gently and full of concern. You almost wanted to make up some excuse to keep him talking but that could wait. Especially not as you were eye to eye with his raging boner.

“No, no issue.” You said bluntly as you reached for his pants. Digging your fingers into his boxers and tugging to pull them down.

“Wait what are you doing? This isn't about me-?”

“Oh shut it. It wouldn't be nice to let you watch us fuck and not get in on it.” You were blunt as you pulled him closer.

Fuma didn't want to encroach on a moment that wasn't his. This was about Euijoo and him finally having his chance. He was going to ask him if he was okay with it, but seeing the happy look on his face as he kneaded your ass cheeks told him it didn't seem he minded.

Rejecting the invite could be rude, so he nodded. That and seeing you getting roughly fucked and staring at him the whole time had admittedly turned him on. Some relief could be nice.

Within seconds, you had his pants off, nearly getting spooked by his silvery girthy cock popping out. Oh yeah, he was definitely trying to play it cool with how hard he was in reality. Precum was already seeping out from his tip and adding to the shimmery appearance. Or maybe dragon cum just was sparkly?

You didn't dwell on it before taking him into your mouth like you had done with Euijoo before. Getting a similar hiss of pleasure as you started to suck him off.

Once you had found your rhythm with your mouth it was quickly disregarded. Euijoo took the lead, moving at an animalistic pace to pick up where you left off.

The force pushing your body back and forth- From choking on Fuma to having Euijoo deeper into your walls. A consistent cycle of head turning sensations that only was making you lose yourself.

Tears of overwhelming euphoria as well as the gagging started to spring from your eyes. This was your mosterfucker dream come true! Being used like a cocksleeve for hot dragon men? Sign you up all day, any day!

It was hard to stay focused on the task at hand. Not that you needed to be engulfed in the moment, they were doing what they pleased and you wouldn't complain. Especially not when they were making you feel this amazing.

Your body was tingling, both numb and burning alive as you peaked your orgasm over and over again. Surprisingly but also not, dragons could go for a long time and had a lot to unload.

And you were more than willing to let them use you to take it all in. It felt like a rough fucked bliss you had fallen into as you were filled up and swallowed as much dragon cum as you could take.

Fuma was experienced enough to always know when he was about to snap and warned you. Petting your cheeks and hair and wiping your pretty tears before using your mouth once again.

Euijoo was clearly the novice of the two but that didn't mean he was any less intoxicating. If anything, his lack of experience made every time he came a surprise to you both. And for each time he did, he laid a harsh bite somewhere along your skin. Like keeping a tally for himself.

The amount of cum they let out was also insane. Not only did your body feel slightly heavier from the amount, it coated your sheets past the treasure pile and left them white and sparkly. Maybe the stains wouldn't be so bad.

Even as you wanted this dream come true to last forever, your body was starting to get overstimulated. Quaking with every thrust and your throat and jaw aching all the same. Your legs were on the verge of collapse.

With how this night had been going, it shouldn't be a surprise they weren't going to stop suddenly.

Euijoo picked up one of your legs, changing the angle of which he was driving his dragon cock into you and wrapped his scaly tail around your thigh to hold it up. His hands, claws protruding out, held onto your hips. Clearly, he was giving it his all to end this.

Fuma held onto your hair to keep you upright. Slowing his pace to a painful crawl. Savoring every twitch, suck and swirl of your tongue on his cock. Tracing the ridges and scales that you could feel along his tip.

It didn't take much before your orgasm tore through you once again, sending stars into your vision and taking the strength out of your body.

Although you nearly collapsed, supported up by Euijoos arms, your entire body shook as you came. A stream of squirt spraying out as the cherry on top. A muffled squeal of pleasure ripped through your exhausted throat.

The others weren't far behind. Fuma, nicely pulled out this time. Decorating your face and chest with his cum. Quite the lovely sight on your fucked out face.

Euijoo held you still as he rutted into your tired pussy. Pushing in as far as he could go and breaking out into a mix of a whimper and a moan, sounding somewhat like your name before marking your skin once again.

He shook wildly as his cock twitched. Dumping whatever cum he had left in him into your caved out hole. A perfect space for him to remain as he, in his dragon heart, hoped to breed you.

Exhausted and messy, there was no strength left in your body. Even if you wanted to move, there was no way you could. Thankfully, Euijoo had laid you down, mostly on his chest and hugged you tightly.

In your haze, you hadn't even realized Fuma left and returned with some paper towels to clean you up and gave you some water.

“Uh, sorry about the mess. We'll pay for anything we can't clean.”

It was very kind of him but you wouldn't mind. Instead extending your weak hand and beckoning him to bed with you both.

“Don't worry bout it. Come cuddle.”

Fuma nearly laughed but agreed. No one had the energy to argue. Draping an arm over your side, he was almost immediately asleep.

As you felt yourself drifting off to sleep, you felt the unmistakable kisses of Euijoos lips against your skin. “Thank you Y/n…”

A smile came to your lips as you acknowledged his words. Thanking them in their own way too. Even if they were gone in the morning, you wouldn't regret this night for as long as you lived your human life.

[qoldenskies]

Thinking about Rise Splinter hate… it always makes me kinda sad. Like YEAH, it wasn’t right the way he treated the boys. But like, Rise is really good at expressing subtle familial dynamics, and one of the big ones for me is the fact that like… there’s always an undercurrent of “It’s complicated” to their interaction with Splinter. IRL, it always pisses me off to see people casting judgments on people’s relationships with their family, because you don’t know!! Yeah, they hurt you, but not everything’s black and white. It’s complicated. Because you love them, and sometimes you get to understand a little bit better why things happened as you get older.

In a matter of smaller importance, hate for him loses so many opportunities in his character… even things that might just be kinda off-handedly mentioned.

He fought for SEVEN years—give me Splinter with chronic pain. Splinter relating to his boys with their neurodivergence—it’s HIS fault they have it!!!

That was seven years of imprisonment, or even simpler, an abusive relationship. What did he learn from that? How did he change? What things are skewed in his worldview?

His childhood! We saw his relationship with his grandfather a bit, but how did Splinter grow into his dream of being a movies star? HIM BEING A MOVIE STAR. He was both a rebellious team and a literal celebrity, this guy probably took empyrean at some point without knowing it, just like. Recreationally or something LMAO.

I maybe just need more of his old man knowledge. Him being so loser-core was a great move by the Rise team, and I could SEE where his story was going—ROBBED. We were ROBBED.

splinter hate is CRAAAAZY when he's such an INTERESTING character who does actually have a lot of obvious depth. like he's goofy and he's objectively flawed as a parent but he does go out of his way to improve himself and LEARN throughout the show, and he does listen and apologize when he knows he's messed up. his issues are so similar to leo's actually, leo's a kid so he's got more leeway to be shitty but idk when people act like its endearing on him and not on splinter. splinter's hilarious free my man

on the other side of the coin i dont really like when people make him a perfect loving parent either,,, i think people going for all kinds of interpretations in order to serve whatever story they need is fine but i do prefer kind of messy parent splinter, i think its kind of sad to see him reduced down to bad or good. he LOVES his boys so dearly and he would NEVER intentionally want to hurt them, but he's quick to cast judgement when he's angered/feels disrespected (evil league of mutants comes to mind, but also in turtle dega nights when donnie first stops the tank) and he's really a lot more inattentive than he should be. but there are REASONS behind this, coming out of an abusive relationship, fighting in bloodsports against his consent for years, you could probably count the whole draxum thing as traumatic (its presented as kind of silly in the show, but considering what it lead to,, its a pivotal moment in the backstory. its one of those things that i reasonably feel can be recontextualized because its so essential) and then dealing with crippling body dysmorphia and being forced into the sewers with no company other than his children,, it really adds up

idk like ,,,, you can still be extremely traumatized and be a horrible parent. in fact trauma can be a direct CAUSE of being a bad parent because that kind of thing influences every facet of your life and if youre unprepared emotionally, yeah. but splinter isn't the kind of person to double down and become more overtly nasty when he feels cornered. if he gets the feeling that his kids are actually upset with him, he backtracks. this is actually kind of a key trait of his, that he does try very hard to correct himself when he messes up. he's communicative and apologetic, and he tries very hard to be that way.

and also this is maybe something that i just have a wider problem with when it comes to the way people interpret things in cartoons at times but splinter's actions in eps like lair games (especially in lair games) and flushed but never forgotten are meant to be like. jokes. its absurdist comedy that's meant to catch you off guard. there are more serious emotional beats in rise you can use but i think when youre adapting this world and characters into a more serious tone you have to keep that kind of thing in mind because some things are meant to be surprising and absurd for the sake of making you laugh. i think the best comparison i can think of is how in musical movies they're not actually singing (in most cases, sometimes the fact that they actually are is played for laughs it depends. but yk what i mean). the joke is that this is kind of a shitty thing he's doing but taking the actions themselves seriously in a vacuum in order to cast shame on a character has always been odd to me. that'd be like calling raph abusive for rolling up the window on mikey's neck in late fee. or calling the teetz murderers because they caused a robot mass suicide that one time. it just doesnt make any sense

[icewindandboringhorror]

On average, what is the total MONTHLY amount that you spend on dining out*?

*(This doesn't only count going out to restaurants, but also stuff like picking up fast food to bring home, getting a coffee on the way to work, getting a premade sandwich from a grocery store deli during lunch, buying a quick snack from a convenience store or food cart whilst walking somewhere, ordering a pizza or any other food to be delivered to your home, etc.)

*(If you often dine out in groups/as a household: calculate and divide the costs so that you get a Per Person average. This is for YOU individually, NOT the total household/group costs)

(I'm sure polls similar to this have been made before (very common topic), I just haven't personally seen one that I can remember, so, I was curious to do my own! I was discussing this with a group of people today and it was very interesting to see how widely the number varied between individuals. :0c )

(Reblog for bigger sample size if you can, and feel free to explain your answer in tags if there's anything extra to add!)

[atoriv-art]

older designs for my specialest guy

[skitskatdacat63]

2009 Abu Dhabi Grand Prix - Sebastian Vettel(ft. Mark Webber & Jenson Button)

[xxplastic-cubexx]

it doesnt need to be said but its genuinely so funny how at-the-hip charles and erik are in krakoa like they really had the green light- the OBLIGATION- to be as obnoxiously close to each other as possible and abused that right to the fullest extent

[many-gay-magpies]

seeing all these posts talking about payneland as if its some tragic unrequited love drives me insane ngl. or i guess not TRAGIC but the posts that are like "man edwin really got every boy except the one he wanted" HE ALREADY HAD HIM. HE ALREADY FUCKING HAD HIM ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME?? MAYBE NOT ROMANTICALLY BUT GOD HE HAD HIM. AND HE STILL HAS HIM.

[littlelightfish]

The hearts don't mean he is in love with no one. The problem with English is how vague of the word love is in his meaning. It envolves different kinds of caring in one single word. But I'll try to express here what I mean.

He cares, as a person, about everyone. This is a basic level of love that he haves towards everybody. He doesn't want anyone to actually die, that's what I mean. He doesn't necesarily cares about someone, but he loves them enough to not want them to die.

He starts befriending someone and gets to know it. He starts liking things about them and disliking others. He starts loving this people in another way, we'll call it liking. This is more a get-to-know phase he doesn't always like. The less he knows, the less reasons to get attached get attached he has. I think this are the kind of love the hearts show in the image. He has to make sure to keep a balance between how much he loves and how much he let's himself be loved. He doesn't want to have misunderstandings. He is in constant fear of "what if I made them love me more and they care more?"

And then it comes the deeply care that love is in the non-romantic way. This care a (good) parent has for his babies. The love that makes people suffer emotionally in an absolute different way from what it could be a heartbreak or a misunderstanding between friends. If something happens to the loved one, the pain is unbearable. It's one of the worst things rhat can happen. And Chilchuck knows this, he is father of three daughters, and his wife left him. She left, he knows the pain it is to come home and find it empty when there should be someone. He knows the guilt it comes with failing those loved ones. The shame. He doesn't like being this vulnerable. This love makes him suffer like no other does. So he is very very carefull of how much he allows himself to care about someone so he won't get to love like this.

He draws a line between work and private life because his private life envolves love and deep care, and he doesn't want to love nor care like this for people who's job is to constantly risk their lifes. He doesn't want to feel the anguish, he doesn't want to feel the loneliness it will come after the unenviable separation of the party.

He tries his best to not get attached to people. To not let people get attached to him. But he fails. He fails and falls downstairs with a whole drum set.

He can't help but to care about this people. He can't help but to love this people he's been living with the past few weeks in the risking of their lifes. He tells himself he's doing this for money and that he doesn't care, but he does.

Those hearts don't mean anything other than him caring about them. He cares about Senshi. He cares about Marcille. He cares about Laios. About Itsuzumi. About Namari. He cares in a way that hurts. He loves this people. He doesn't want to even imagine a world in where they are gone, or suffering, or in problems. They're his friends, they're something he, unwillingly, accepts as family.

He cares about Falin and Mickbell because he doesn't want them dead. He doesn't feel any anguish toward if they do or not get hurt after they're out of his sight. Sure, he cares, but he can live without thinking about them the rest of his days. It doesn't happen like that with Laios. He can't just simply let Laios go and follow Fallin just after he recover consciousness from a punch in the gut. Was it Mickbell, he would let him if he really didn't wanted. But Laios didn't wanted to sit and wait, and he had to care. He had to verbalize to himself that he cared. He had to let them know, so they would act accordingly. So they won't get themselves killed like idiots.

He doesn't want others to fall in romantic love with him. He doesn't feel romantic love towards anyone either. He isn't the man for this kind of love. He is, in fact, afraid of it. He doesn't want to fall in love, because he's still in love with his wife. She left him because he was negligent. But since when has this become the definitive stop for love? Chilchuck knows his wife is angry at him, and she has all the reason to be so! His husband, the one she loved and cared for, gets himself in dangerous situations, treats his body poorly and almost never is home. She loves him, and it hurts her to love like this, so she leaves. Like this she won't have to look at him get himself mistreated like he does. She would have the pull in her's stomach that tells her that he could be in great danger, that she could become a widow, but she tries to calm it with his daughter's mail to him. He could never. He can't imagine a world in wich they cease to exist. A world without his wife, even if she distanced herself, without his daughters, would be a world worthless of living. He knows this. Because he cares and he loves in such a deep level that he is scared of loving anyone else like this. To become so vulnerable to emotion. This vulnerable to something bad happening.

The fact that he is so afraid of loosing his wife, even after she left him, says a lot. He still cares about her. He is still in love with her. He wants to go back to what it was before, but he can't and he know its his fault. And he respects his wife's distance because he loves her. Now, he doesn't love her in the movie way, he isnt in love like a teenager would to his first girlfriend, he doesn't want to kiss her, or hug her, or be by her side at all moments of the day. He loves her. He cares about her deeply, deeply enough that he doesn't need to be by her side to care, to love. He also respects her. He can survive without her because he knows she's better with his daughter. For sure he wants to hug, kiss and be by the side of this person he loves, it would be ideal, but he can survive without thinking about it too much. It's just like with his daughters. They're all adults that now live far from him. And he is ok with it now. He sends mail and recieves mail, and even if he misses greatly, he can manage not to think about it. Because he knows she is allright. Because he knows he fucked up. He doesn't know where he fuked up, but for his wife to leave him, at least he knows he did. They never talked about it, because they both seem to have a problem in expressing themselves. She fell into a bad mood and then she disappeared. The amount of pain he must have felt it's... let's say it's quite big.

He keeps his guard up. He doesn't want to love deeply anyone. He doesn't want to feel the emptiness, the hurt, that comes after someone so dear leaves. He knows for a fact he'll be leaving this people. He knows that they could die. If he loves, it will hurt in a way nothing else hurts. He will miss. He doesn't like missing people he cares like this. This is why he doesn't want to love. This is why he doesn't want to be loved. This is why those hearts that are almost full are his main source of concern. This is why he makes the effort to keep this feelings at bay, to love only in the friendly way and with extreme caution.

But he can't controll his own love. And he ends up caring more and more about these people. He slowly makes him a part of the dangerous love zone that family means. He is afraid to confuse someone about his feelings towards them, so he still tries to maintain distance with his abusive remarks, but this only works so far. He loves and is loved. And because of this he will suffer.

I... I extended myself a bit I see...

[winstrates]

You got isekai'd into the Pokemon Anime universe! Congratulations! Who will be your traveling companion on your Pokemon journey?

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[trappedinafantasy37]

The only time I got angry, like really angry, with Minthara was my first time playing as a paladin. And, you know, we're at the coronation and talking to Gortash and what not and he says that he'll turn a blind eye on all the things we do as long as we get Orins stone and leave his affairs alone. And I'm all like, "cool whatever". And then there's Minthara in the background being all, "we should swear an oath to this guy." And I was all "Good idea! Great role play stuff, add it to my paladin oath. This seems like something that a paladin should do and maintain peace."

Imagine the feeling of shock and horror when the oath breaker knight shows up immediately after swearing an oath to Gortash cause I didn't realize doing that BREAKS MY FUCKING OATH!!

Yeah, I had to put Minthara in time out for that, shit pissed me off so much. It is just absolutely wild how many things she tells you to do that breaks your oath when she knows damn well it will. But, nah, she's over there in the back chillin cause she knows her oath is intact after encouraging you to demolish yours. Even funnier that her oath only breaks cause you also have to tell her to do so and she does not fucking care that it gets broken and thinks it's better that it is.

I honestly feel like oaths should get broken by association. If a paladin tells another to do something knowing it'll break the others oath, then theirs gets broken too. I would like to say that maybe it'll make Minthara think twice about telling other paladins to break their oaths, but I know it won't. She's still gonna do it anyway. Especially since she does have a line where she just straight up tells you directly to break your oath, or if your oath is already broken she's just all "nice! me too! 👍"

[circlesthatyoufind]

i completely understand the bisexual headcanons but there is something so 👌👏👍🤌 about gay and lesbian steve and nancy. like...the comphet is brain deadening.

[fraternum-momentum]

the internet was cut off and i ran out of data so i asked my brother if i can connect to his hotspot and downloaded dol on my phone,,,,,,,,,

[icewindandboringhorror]

recent things and such~

[xxplastic-cubexx]

dofp having both Time In A Bottle and erik telling charles he wished he hadnt spent so many years fighting him was actually evil really !!!!!