#what you see when he's about to devour you 😔

[seraphicloves]

𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆

⊱✿⊰ summary: your bestfriend asks you to teach him how to please a woman

⊱✿⊰ warnings: fingering, kissing, touching boobies, fem reader, SMUT WRITTEN BY A MINOR (dont report jst block pls), part one out two maybe, title from a wattpad book I read ifykyk

⊱✿⊰ notes: uhm so im slightly afraid to write smut abt a character ik my sister likes especially since she is in tumblr and knows my account. but like this idea is too good to pass up im sorry gang. Sissy if you see this dont judge ☠️ in fact dont mention it to me unless you liked it

im sorry for sinning 😔

"you want me to...what?" you asked, staring incredulously at the boy in front of you. his hair was a flaming pink, hiding his face in his hoodie. but you really had to hear him again, make sure you knew exactly what he was asking you to do.

"i want you to t-teach me," he stuttered, peeking a glance at you, "how to touch a g-girl."

so you hadn't misheard him originally, he really wanted you to show him the ropes on...sex? you could feel your heart speed up, imagining having his hands on you.

fuck, if you didn't already have a crush on idia this might just take you over the edge. it was to no surprise he was a virgin, he was a major recluse. but the fact he wanted to learn how to have sex, how to take care of the woman? that was more exciting than the actual thought of fucking him. (that was a lie but nobody needs to know that.)

he must've taken your silence negatively because he immediately groaned and said, "just forget it. it was a bad idea to even ask, i'm sorry."

before you could even think about it, you said quickly, "no,no don't be sorry. i'll do it; i'll teach you."

now it was his turn to give you a shocked look, surprised you had agreed. maybe it's weird for two friends to have sex, but you weren't sure you and idia had ever had a fully normal friendship. and if this is the only way you can have him close, then so be it.

but starting off strong might scare him off from the idea of sex - and romance - for the rest of his life. so you ought to start small, very very small.

you got closer until you could feel the warmth of his skin aganist yours, feeling his breath aganist your cheek. you gently grabbed his face, holding onto him delicately. your hands cupped his cheeks, as though he was your whole world and you were trying to contain it between your two palms.

"we can start with kissing," you whispered, watching the way he trembled when your lips brushed aganist the corner of his mouth. he was nervous, so delightfully scared you couldn't help but feel a flutter of excitement in the bottom of your tummy.

he swallowed and nodded, eyes wide and unsure. but that was alright, as long as you were the confident one for him. you brought his face closer to yours until you were kissing.

it was...awkward at first. he smashed his lips aganist yours, accidentally crashing his teeth into you. but then he tried again- softer this time. he savored your taste, letting you tilt his head this way and that to maximize the delicate sensations.

once he got more used to your kisses, you got closer. close enough you were quite literally straddling his lap. his bulge poked into your thigh, coaxing the fire in your core you hadn't even realized turned into an inferno.

you kissed him again, more insistent this time. your hands tangled in his hair, tugging on it until he let out a pretty little moan. you took the opportunity to slide your tongue into his waiting mouth, allow your muscle to explore him. to utterly and entirely devour him.

idia whined, pulling away for a moment. he blinked, cheeks flushed and his expression ful of wide eyed wonder. you felt your lips curve into a smile, the slightest flicker of pride when you realized you caused your friend to look like that.

"i want to t-touch you," he huffed, whispering your name like it was a confession of sin. perhaps it was, after all you were now a teacher of seduction. the lecturer of debauchery.

"patience, baby." you said, patting his cheek. he glared at you half heartedly, though it quickly vanished when you rolled your hips ever so teasingly. he groaned, eyebrows knitted together as though he was trying to concentrate on holding himself together.

"i've been patient." idia argued, lifting his hands from his sides to squeezing your hips. it felt nice, the large expanse of his palm pressed aganist the squish of your hips. squeezing it, kneading it...

"alright alright." you laughed, focusing on idia instead of the wetness collecting in your underwear. fuck, how was he getting to you so effortlessly?

now you had to figure out how to possibly get idia to not combust into flames at seeing you naked. (though a small, devious, part of you enjoyed the idea.)

"tell me to stop if it gets to be too much." you said softly, pulling off from his lap. you missed the contact, but it didn't matter much. you would be much closer in a matter of moments.

a strange part of you enjoyed having him stare so intently as you pulled off your clothes, letting each item crumple to the ground. his eyes were so wide, his hair that pretty pink flaming behind him.

you pulled off your underwear until you were left there entirely exposed to your best friend. his eyes were everywhere, scanning every inch of you as if you were a new puzzle for him to solve.

"you're so pretty," he whispered, his voice almost achingly raw. his hands clenched the fabric of his pants, as if he was wishing to reach out and touch you.

"alright, idia." you said, clearing your throat from the sappy and decidedly not friendly feelings forming. you crawled back into the bed, patting it so he was sitting in front of you.

despite your initial hesitance, you laid on the bed and opened your legs for him. you let him stare at your pussy, practically drooling. although you were growing antsy for his hands on, and inside, you. so you didn't last very long with only his eyes caressing your skin.

you sat up and grabbed his hand, placing it on your tit. he practically jumped in his skin, letting out a surprised sound. but it could partially be due to the fact your nipple had hardened so quickly under his touch, pebbled and ready for him to play with.

"most girls need quite a bit of foreplay before the whole sex thing," you explained, trying to remember the whole reason you were in this situation was because he wanted to learn how to pleasure a woman. "and boobs are pretty sensitive so its good to play with."

he nodded, still fondling your breasts in his hands. he glanced at you, as though needing one last ounce of permission before he touched you fully. so you gave it to him, nodding and laying down.

a squeal was ripped from your lips when he suctioned his lips to your nipple, pinching your other. how the fuck did he learn that?

idia popped his mouth off your tit and gave you an anxious look, "i'm sorry! i heard that was something people do and i wanted to try but i didn't realize you might not-"

"its okay, idia." you interrupted, not wanting him to stress over something as silly as your noises, "i made that noise because it feels good. if i don't like something i'll tell you, okay?"

he frowned a bit, blushing, but overall nodded. then as if he was on a mission, he went back to licking and sucking on your nipples. he altnerated between them, making sure they recieved equal attention.

"idia," you said, though it ended up sounding a bit more like a whine. your pussy was feeling neglected, the cool air hitting aganist the slick to make you even more sensitive.

you grabbed his hand, trailing it down your stomach and lower until it brushed aganist your wet folds. he let out a shocked gasp, reanimating his hand and collecting some of the slick.

"you're so wet," he murmured, sort of exploring your pussy like it was some sort of invention he wanted to know how was made. you bit your lip to hide your whimper, wishing he could just find your clit and help you already.

"ngh, fuck," you groaned, giving up on letting him explore. you were needy enough that your head was spinning, your bones were melting.

"can you find go a bit higher, find my-" your voice was cut off when he found your clit, his eyes on your face the entire time. they were wide and innocent, examining your reactions like he was going to write a lab report about it.

he rubbed it in rough circular motions, slightly harsh that tinged the edges of your pleasure with pain. but overall he was doing a good job, even more so when you told him to rub your bundle of nerves more gently.

"do you just watch a lot of, ah, porn?" you asked, your hips twitching whenever he pinched that sensitive bud.

he gave you a shy look and shrugged, "i g-guess. i just tried learning about this online but it's not the same."

you nodded, knowing that was true. if you could get real dick online you'd be a lot more relaxed than you usually are. those with lack of orgasms tended to be rather high strung.

"well you're doing a good job, idia." you said, giving him a smile. it was slightly breathless, broken up by the whimperish sounds you were making. idia seemed to like them though, knowing he was causing you to feel that way.

"put your fingers inside, y-yeah, fuck," you sighed, "just like that."

his fingers were longer than they were thick, filling you up in ways you didn't realize those particular appendages could. he kept them there without moving for a moment, unsure, but when you nodded he started pumping them in and out. he started with two fingers, god were you really that wet? how down bad were you for this man?

"mhm, shit." you mewled, bucking your hips up when he curled his fingers inside of you. he wa still rubbing your clit as he did this, remembering what you taught him.

your core tightened, closer and closer to the edge of ecstasy. it was like being on a roller coaster, waiting for the drop. it was going higher, higher, higher still. pausing right at the edge, teetering to make you feel even more blissful when you rushed down.

"fuck, fuck, idia!" you whined all of a sudden, feeling your orgasm slam aganist you. your pussy gushed, creaming around his fingers. your cunt clenched, tightening around his fingers like a vice.

once you came down from your high, you blinked in awareness cutting through the haze of lust. you hadn't even touched idia, was he upset? technically this was about him learning how to touch a girl but it felt embarrassing you came when he didn't.

he pulled his fingers out of you, wiping them with a napkin. so you sat up, ready to ask him if he wanted you to return the favor when your eyes fell on to the very apparent dark spot on the front of his jeans. oh.

he noticed you looking and said loudly, "stop looking! i know it's such a noob move of me but leave me alone! i'm still learning the control to this game."

you laughed in surprise, a bit amused that he was still acting normal. and to be honest you were flattered he came in his pants just at watching you.

"i'm not making fun of you, idia. it happens, okay?" you said, patting his hand slightly. he watched you but nodded, his face still that pretty bright red.

"alright well i got to get dressed before somebody walks in and realized what we were doing." you said grabbing your clothes and hurrying to the bathroom to hide the way your heart fluttered.

you were in big big trouble. now that you've felt his hands on you, how would you ever go back to normal? to just being friends when all you wished was to be his and for him to be yours. maybe you won't get his love, but at least you had his lust for this fleeting moment.

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[wchswift]

─── wearing a skirt | d.w

pairing: dean winchester x reader

summary: the first time dean sees you in a mini skirt.

warnings! suggestive 𖤐 mdni 18+

notes: I wore a miniskirt yesterday and I thought about how I wanted dean to see me in it 😔

── english isn't my first language :)

You were a hunter. Your life basically revolved around that, and that also included your style. Something you always tried to maintain even with the clothing limitations that came with the job.

You rarely managed to dress in something bolder, different, or not so practical. That was why, when you had the chance, you took it—and god, it had been a while since you wore a mini skirt.

You had recently bought one at a street thrift store near one of the motels where you and the boys stayed on a hunt. And tonight, for the first time in ages, you were finally going to wear it. The three of you had planned to go out, blow off some steam, and celebrate a win against the never-ending sea of crap that was your lives. A few drinks, some good music, and a night where you didn’t have to worry about angels showing up and telling that you had to save the world, again.

But patience had never been your strong suit. The second you were dressed, long before it was time to leave, you were already walking around the bunker in your outfit—mini skirt, fitted top, the whole deal.

You weren’t expecting an audience. Not really. But the moment Dean walked into the kitchen, his usual confident stride faltered, and his mouth opened just slightly before he caught himself.

"Damn, sweetheart, is there a dress code change in the bunker I didn’t hear about?" His voice was teasing, casual. But his eyes? His eyes were hungry.

You smirked, turning just slightly to grab something from the table, knowing full well his gaze would follow the movement. "What? A girl can’t dress up every now and then?"

Dean scoffed, stepping closer, his fingers brushing along the hem of your skirt. "Yeah, but usually, dressing up doesn’t involve testing my damn self-control."

You bit your lip, enjoying the way his voice had dipped lower, the way his hands twitched like he wanted to touch more—do more—but was still holding himself back.

"You like it," you teased, tilting your head up to meet his gaze.

Dean let out a breath that sounded suspiciously close to a groan. "Oh, sweetheart, liking ain’t the problem. The problem is getting through tonight without punching some poor bastard for looking at you the way I do."

That was all the warning you got before his hands finally landed on your hips, gripping you tight as he pulled you against him. Your breath hitched, heart racing when you felt just how affected he really was.

"We should go," you murmured, though the words held no conviction.

Dean exhaled a slow, measured breath before dragging his lips along your jaw, stopping just at your ear. "Yeah. We should."

Neither of you moved.

His fingers curled against the bare skin of your thighs, his lips grazing just beneath your ear, and just like that, the last bit of restraint snapped. You barely had time to register the way he hoisted you onto the nearest surface before his mouth was on yours, all heat and urgency.

Dean's hands roamed, fingers digging into your thighs, pushing up the hem of your skirt as he pressed you further into the hard surface beneath you. His lips left a trail of heat down your neck, teeth grazing, teasing, before he crashed back into your mouth, kissing you like he had all the time in the world.

Your hands found their way into his hair, tugging just enough to draw a low, needy growl from deep in his chest. He responded by gripping your tights and pushing them apart, rolling your hips against his, making you gasp into his mouth.

"Tell me to stop," he murmured against your lips, though the way he was devouring you made it clear he was hoping you wouldn't.

"Not a chance," you whispered, breathless.

Dean let out a deep chuckle, hands slipping beneath your top, thumbs tracing slow circles against your bare skin. "Yeah, babydoll. That's what I thought."

At that moment, a distant voice echoed through the bunker. "Are you two coming or what?"

Neither of you moved.

You gasped for air, your chest rising and falling rapidly as you clutched at his clothes. "Dean… We should go now." you breathed out.

Dean grinned against your mouth. "Told you we weren’t making it out that door."

Sam was going to be waiting a long, long time.

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[revelboo]

I like to imagine in Everything Is Alright there was just some poor insecticin that was like "Wow!! I cant believe i finally managed to get some of these human pretties!! Look at how nice and flowy it is, it is like a spidercon's silk and woven so beautifully! This is an art piece, it's beautiful-" "Hm? Oh thank primus you found something!! I think this is exactly what lord Megatron was asking for *yoinks*" "....🥺Yes.... lord megatron, yes.... 😔"

Sure 🤣 we’re getting Kickback in the next Blokees set, anyway. 18+ 🌶️ dub-c0n

You (Don’t) Know Me

Insecticons x Reader

• Servos digging through the pile of soft things and separating out the shiny bits, Kickback’s hands still before fisting in the sheer material and bringing it to his face to scent. So much softer than anything else in the pile, translucent and a soft peach color. Finer than anything he’s ever touched, he imagines lining his berth with it. And before he can subspace it, Bombshell is snatching it out of his servos. “Good. Exactly what Megatron wanted,” he hisses, taking off with it.

• Watching Kickback’s antenna droop slightly, Shrapnel digs another soft thing from the pile and offers it to his brother. “Just as soft, soft.” Taking it, Kickback frowns and slides his servos against the material. Knows his brother likes humans, that he’s fascinated by the soft, little things. That he’s been snooping about spying on the Elite Trine, Soundwave, and the Constructicons lately. Dissatisfied with their lot.

• “Don’t you want more?” Kickback growls, venting when Shrapel offers him another soft covering as he absently subspaces the shinies. “Decepticons don’t respect us.” No, they just yell at them. Order them about. And now, cut their rations so he’s always hungry. Reduced to stealing again. “We don’t need the Decepticons.”

• “Decepticons have the energon, energon.” Shrapnel reminds him, toying with a soft woven strip of material, trying to figure out what it is. Do the organics just wrap it about their torsos? Understands Kickback’s frustration, because he’s right. They aren’t respected, most of the time the other Decepticons sneer at them. Treat them like they’re lesser, not understanding that their alt modes are clearly better. They’re the superior Cybertronians, just badly outnumbered. If there were more of them, they’d be respected.

• Antenna lifting as Bombshell returns, Kickback’s head tilts. “We can find our own energon. As much as we want. No more rations,” he hisses, getting Bombshell’s attention. “Don’t need the Decepticons. We can have our own hive. Our own soft mate.” A little human to warm their berths. “Even the Constructicons have one,” he adds knowing how much that little bit of intel will anger the other two.

• “The Constructicons?” Bombshell growls, words hissing. “They aren’t even real Cybertronians.” Made here on this mudball, they’ve never even been to the homeworld. Servos flexing, he studies Kickback’s hopeful expression. He’s right that they don’t need the Decepticons, the Decepticons need them. But a human toy? To be fair, he supposes they could always devour it if it’s not satisfactory. He’s been curious about how the little, soft things might taste anyway. Laughing, he claps a hand against his brothers’s backs. “We don’t need them.” And hunting one of the little humans? That could be fun.

• Flipping on the porch light, broom clutched in your hands, you head around the side of the house. Wondering if it’s those stupid raccoons again or the neighbor’s big dog as you hear the trash cans rattle again. “Come on, you little gremlins,” you mutter, squinting and wishing you’d grabbed a flashlight. And there, a red… glow? That’s not animal eyeshine. It’s too dark to make out what you’re seeing, but your skin crawls. Heart racing, you lift the broom fully aware of how painfully inadequate it is as whatever you’re looking at rises. And keeps rising, your head tipping back to stare at that red glow now towering over you. Hell, no. Sucking in a breath, you scream and throw the broom at it, spinning to run and falling on your ass as another one appears, shadowy shape crouched. Rolling, you bolt away from them both, hearing a chattering laughter as the things chase, herding you into the woods and away from safety.

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[paymechildsupport]

Doppel!GOJO x Reader // "Looks Satoru Enough.." [JJK x TNMN crossover au] 🥛🔵

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PROMPTS (combined):

"so what about gojo but hes a doppelganger like the milkman. and basically (afab) reader is his girlfriend and doppelganger gojo pretty much is obsessed with reader. so then one day reader finds out and doppelganger gojo is pretty much just scared but all reader cares about is if he loves her. and so he basically confirms that he loves her and is obsessed with her, and then from that point on just smut....

"doppelganger Satoru who tricks you into letting him inside. But once he's in he doesn't care about killing the neighbours he just wants to fuck you and give you all his cum milk. If you're feeling extra down bad maybe some breeding kink 😊(ofc he's the milkman in this)"

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>> @maskedpacific @sadmonke hope I did your prompts justice, a lot of it was winged 😋🥛

JJK TNMN au: all the characters of JJK just in TNMN

-!! Monsterfucking ; oral sex ; overstim(?) ; he has a really long tongue

-!! No pronouns, -- genetalia is referred to as a "hole" -- so creative reading freedom

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Doppel!Gojo who assumed the identity of your pretty boyfriend after devouring his decaying corpse behind a back alleyway,— his first and only thought of entering the complex, your complex 

Doppel!Gojo who for months beforehand could only admire you from afar, confined to the shadows. He could look, but he could not touch. He’d glare in envy as his parallel self continued about his normal life,— milkman everyday, delivering your neighbors with their daily supply of dairy. His company slogan: “The Strongest”, because milk made your bones nice and strong (you see what I did there? You see the pun? Yeah.. okay, I’ll stop 😔). 

He was your boyfriend,— yet he’d never look at you. You’d simply be off to the side, smiling, forced to observe as you the frustratingly cocky real Satoru Gojo borderlined flirted with your other neighbors. He didn’t even touch you anymore,— so busy socializing, working- stuck in that silly little head of his,— every night your neglected body would have to sleep in a cold bed. 

The real Gojo also happened to be the strongest DDD agent out there, — the best of the best— ; when he wasn’t the milkman he was out slaughtering those wretched doppelgängers trying to claw into everyday human life. Single-handedly, he’d manage to keep your specific complex completely Doppel free for the past decade. You often wondered if you’d all survive a day without his protection. He had such a keen eye, always knowing a fake when he saw one. Yet another thing keeping him busy: he’s the strongest, he’s suppose to protect everyone,— and you were just his lover,— no, side piece. 

Doppel!Gojo knew he could do better, knew he could treat you like you deserve. If— no, when — he stole the real Gojo’s life his one and only priority would be to shower you in the love and affection you so deserved. He was by far the most advanced of his kind, an almost exact replica,— having all the same defining features as the original: snowy hair, bright blue eyes,— though slightly eerier than the original pair,— and that same cocky, lopsided smirk.

You’d started to branch out, seeing as your ‘boyfriend’ clearly had more important issues— he just wasn’t ready for a relationship,— you being the biggest victim of his inflated ego. Too proud to let you go, but too self conscious to properly stand by your side 

So, you’d often talk to the other residents of the complex: Nanami— a spokesperson, and Shoko— the surgeon, have quickly become your newest buddies. 

Doppel!Gojo knew you like the back of his charred, clawed hand— the only differentiating key feature,- a staple of all doppelgängers. Covering them with the gloves of Gojo’s milkman uniform was easy enough. He had spent ages observing from afar, admiring,- adoring,- practically drooling everytime you’d double take in an alleyway when you swore you heard a noise behind you. He could watch you for eternity, looking inside of your apartment through an open window, cock erect and unbelievably hard in the confines of those mortal pants. 

Doppel!Gojo has been patient, and now that it’s finally his turn, the only thing on his mind is getting your perfect body spread on his bed, fully bare and naked for him to feast upon. 

With the “strongest” dead, it would take practically nothing for the doppelgängers to break in and overrun the place,— but all he did was slaughter whatever doppelgänger crossed his path on his way to your room. Practically breaking the door down, you had no time to react before your boyfriend slammed you against the wall, mouth open in a small “o” as he began feasting.

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“S—Satoru.?” it’s been forever since your voice pitched like that, syllables squeaking from the overdose of pleasure between your thighs

“Mmm?” the snowy white of his head lifts up momentarily from your thighs, blue eyes blinking innocently. He hums, playing with the elastic of your panties, pulling and slapping them against your thigh, “s’mthing you need, baby?” 

“I.. *hic*” sparks fly through your system as his warm tongue presses against the growing wet spot of your underwear, throwing your head back, “AH– .. *hic*. n-..no-” 

He smiles, all teeth, and you can’t help but feel like prey the way he eyes you; hungry, – starving, even. 

“Hmm.. if you say so,” 

You gasp as he tears your panties off, the cold air slapping you. He licks his lips, an animalistic urge overtaking him as he dips down between your legs. 

You're stuck wide eyed, only able to watch as his snowy head bobs up and down, tongue suddenly grazing your entrance. 

“S-SATORU– .. G-GAhh.. ngha~.” You mewl, pleasure curling through your body as he curls his tongue, flicking it just in the opening, almost exactly where you need him, “c-CAReful, – Sato..- aa OOh~” he takes long, full strokes with his tongue, the muscle slipping right into your slick hole. He groans at the taste of you, sloppily twisting his tongue inside. You buck your hips, fucking his tongue into you, squealing at the way he slobbers. His lips grace your ass, practically making out with the lips of your soaked folds. You can’t even question how he’s still breathing, being suffocated between your thighs, – nor why his tongue is so inhumanly long, hitting deeper than what even any human cock should, – not when he fucks you with it so good. 

Sharp blades pierce the meat of your legs, causing you to shriek, the pain immediately drowning in the immense waves of pleasure racking through your body. ‘Satoru’ grips you, spreading your plush ass further while his tongue digs absurdly deep inside you. Your insides are coated in his saliva, the warm, strong muscle of his tongue finally hitting your pelvis, – and you come hard. 

He eagerly laps you up, drinking from you like you were the finest of wines. 

“God.. you taste.. Heavenly” 

You can only shake violently as his tongue retracts from your inside, done invading your organs. Thick, heavy sobs rack your entire body, thick coils of pure pleasure tighten, wanting more. 

A predatory smile donning his features, ‘Satoru’ licks his chops like a dog eyeing a particularly tasty treat. Hastily ripping off his tie and peeling away his clothing, ‘Satoru’ eases your body onto the living room couch, spreading you out perfectly for him before lowering himself on top of you. 

You grab his face, cupping his cheeks in your hands. He’s practically glowing, pale, milky skin soft underneath your fingers. His blue eyes bore deeply into yours, absolutely stealing what little breath you had left away. 

You should ask what the hell that was, who fuck, – or rather, – what the fuck was he, and what’d he do to your cold-shouldered boyfriend. 

But as you gaze into those sapphire windows, you can only whisper; 

“Do you still love me..?” voice soft and thick with the tears choking your throat. 

‘Satoru’ brings is blackened claw to your face, long, agile fingers wiping away your tears, 

“Of course I do… I love you more than everything, – more than you could possibly imagine.” (not like he was wrong)

You smile softly, body too weak to lift itself up to kiss him. 

He brings his lips to yours, and you kiss him back. 

Looks Satoru enough. --

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milk. 🥛🥛🥛🥛🥛🥛🥛🥛🥛

[sanjisblackasswife]

𝕊𝕒𝕟𝕛𝕚 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝔼𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 ℙ𝕦𝕤𝕤𝕪

𝙱𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝙵𝚎𝚖! 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

I feel like we really needa talk about how much Sanji absolutely LOVES the fact that he can eat your pussy

CW: PUSSY MUNCHIN🗣️, TWT Link mentioned😔

Sanji perverted ass definitely has an oral fixation. Pretty obvious.

But you never realized it until you finally taught him how to eat pussy.

You were his first everything, kiss, love, sexual encounter, and finally after shyly asking to go down on you, you allowed him, oh if you knew then what you knew now you would have let him do this a while ago.

You don’t even remember the last time you just went down on him, JUST for him, now it’s “Well sit on my face while you do it, babe.”

You’re beginning to believe letting him indulge in your slit is all the pleasure he needs.

He cannot spare more than a day without tasting you once, he always has you legs spread and wide all for his eyes and mouth only to partake in, with of course your tiddies out because he loves them too when he looks up, flicking the clit with his tongue to see how your eyes roll back as you whine his name so softly.

Sanji also is aware of how much you love his soft clean hands too. He takes extra care of them now, wearing gloves more often than usual for your pleasure as well. Which is why when he presses his long slender digits inside your pussy it does nothing but make you repeat his name and other incoherent words on repeat.

The way how he swirls his entire mouth on your clit, slurping and moaning inside of your slut like you were his favorite ice cream makes you feel so embarrassed. It was embarrassing to see how into it he was, on his knees just to taste you again.

Sanji is a simple man. If he can please you, he is pleased himself. So it’s nothing for him to get up 45 minutes earlier than he usually does to kiss and lick your cunt (with also massaging your sore breast from the night prior of him being a little rougher than usual). He loves how you hips grind against his lips, how he can feel you clench down on his long tongue when he fucks you with it.

Your pretty blonde treats you like one of his very own 6 star meals, devouring and savoring every drop you have to give him. Maybe more. He is selfish. Even after cumming he still wants more, he’ll kiss your clit, smirking subtly at your cries and tugs at his pretty dusty blond hair, and say it’s just him “Cleaning” you up.

Not like you could leave anyway, he was stronger than you so trying to escape would just cause you to be caged in his arms, thighs forcefully spread open for him to latch back onto you.

He’s so sweet though, he’s never rough unless told to do so, kissing and admiring your entire body before going where he is needed most. His natural scent already overpowering your senses when your see his head trail down to your lips, neck, breast, tummy, and down to between your legs. Sanji is so overwhelmed with how well you both fit against one another like a puzzle piece, you were so soft to him, you felt like Heaven.

He was shameless, moaning on how he can do this forever, if you were his only source of food he’d be fine, he could die in between your thighs. Giving your ass slaps of appreciation, his eyes roll back more times than yours from when you arch your back against him, pressing him further inside you.

And to top it all off; you love it all, you love how willing he is to ignore his painful erection to make you a mess, to make you feel on cloud 9, Sanji doesn’t love to eat you out because he’s a pervert (well not the whole reason), but because of how this is one of the few things he believes he excels in doing to make you happy to be with him.

Your legs always shake when Sanji is going down on you. You never experienced anything like it. He was so skilled on which way to lick, when to exchange his attention to your hole to your clit. But he swore he’s never done it before, he says “It’s instinct.”

You knew it was bullshit, but who were you to question? Oh, right you couldn’t if you want to because your pretty little mouth was agape, only whining of his name, eyes crossed, and toes curled to what your pervy little boyfriend had access to.

[sparkly-sediment]

tf2 headcanon nsfw

tw butts and stuff

eats pussy:

Medic

He’s methodical about it and def gets pleasure from the results of his work rather than the work itself

The voices say he licks more than sucks

Works in intervals like an athlete. Devours then savors, chugs then sips

Might nip at the inside of your thighs tho

preferences lean more towards bush as he always loves a challenge.

If you had a really big bush he would casually floss with it like “oh hold on I have something in my teeth” and then keep going

Uses his knowledge of pressure points for evil and maintains rigid German eye contact throughout I fear

Solid 8/10 but if you don’t like the freaky shit he says or are autistic (so dislike the eye contact) 6-7/10 but always messier than Spy

Spit dripping legs shaking

Spy

He’s pretty good at it but if you aren’t madly in love with him it feels kinda icky

JUST HIS VIBE. HIS CANON VIBE. I DON’T WANT THAT NEAR MY 🐱

fanon vibe tho 😏

His mouth is so dry and it’s clear he learned this as a business venture

Eats in the slow way brother cherishes a build up and edging perhaps

Very smug about it definitely condscending and if you like the teasing vibe then great!! But it will be there regardless he’s just like that 😔

Takes it very seriously though. He is on a mission and it will not be complete until you finish minimum of twice

Some emotional distance afterwards. Aftercare really isn’t a priority and if you hang out after he immediately smokes a cigarette and responds in grunts

6/10 score brought down by low emotional availability ty

Unless you’re Scout’s mom then 10/10 woman will see god and it will look like her man

sniper

Love is a sacrament best taken kneeling

Devours you like a madman left to starve in the bush. The type of shit to give you flashbacks during dinner. Sitting at the table and suddenly you have to breathe and crane your neck 😩

Also enjoys a bush but prefers you to be most comfortable with it + shaved pussy he will engulf

Frantic? Starts off wide and exploratory but then locks in and he’s holding your legs open and going wild

He’ll finger you during which is definitely a nice touch, but tbh he’s good enough it isn’t even necessary

Thinks making out after is hot and is good with aftercare. He wants it too because unlike some people *COUGH HACK* he wants to feel that connection

Definitely into being a bit dominant but honestly? Pet his hair and tell him how good it feels and you’re bound for life

9/10 I think he may he awkward before.

Like when you have food and someone else starts staring like “why are you looking at me like that” but in this situation you are the food

He has a hard time approaching the subject at first and will probably just ask if he can go down on you without much prior romancing

He has an anxiety disorder 💔 but that’s the only disordered function 😏

will hold hands during

Heavy

You will see celestial beings during and after

First off, Heavy absolutely eats pussy, though his partners are typically men. He does Not care what the grooming is because if you’re at the point he wants to do this to you it will be DONE

He’s grown he don’t give a fuck

Takes eat literally lmao look how big his mouth is!!! Half the reason it’s so grand is the size of his tongue 👅 😛

Heavy is more sensitive than the others. More nurturing. He likes pleasing a woman and by god does he know how to do it

Very rare for someone to unlock this event though and he has to be kneeling on the ground with you on a bed or something because of how tall he is

Don’t make him hang off the bed babe he’s 6’5

8/10 (thick man fingers aren’t always hot)

Engineer

You know how sometimes after you cum you’ll have period cramps? Or that uncomfortable squeeze? I feel like after oral from him you’d get that. Just a premalition

It’s good. It’s decent. Not every man is a sex god but as long as you communicate with your partner and genuinely try it’s gonna be okay

He’s so into himself omg so the more vocal you are the better he thinks he’s doing ie. the better he feels

Spit. Slurp. All that ooey gooey pleasurable but nasty shit. Not to kink shame girl I would be into it too but you would definitely have to go clean up with a wet washcloth minimum

I feel like he’s REALLY good at fingering like exceptionally so. He’ll find the spot that makes you gasp and writhe and work it!!

The sensitive hands of an empath 😌

Head game not strong tho 😔

5/10 depending on his mood

7/10 if he’s drunk

Demo

The best of them all?

Demo listens really well. He wants to you enjoy yourself just as much as he does, and he knows he’s about to have a great fucking time

All over the place. Squeezes your boobs and suckles. So good. Too good. You become slightly weirded out by how well he latches but before you dislike it he moves on

His hands roam while he goes down on you and he’ll give your hand a reassuring squeeze on occasion

Panting against your inner thigh and locks in

Uses his hands during and will sink up the curl of his fingers with his tongue

You will smell a little yeasty from all the beer on his breath 😬 always go pee after sex, but if any part of him touches your vagina, you need to pH balance immediately

You’ll be walking funny 😩😩😩 enjoys hanging out after. He needs emotional security too!

His favorite activity after is to lay together and drink ❤️

10/10

Doesn’t eat pussy:

Scout

HEAR ME OUT. he doesn’t want to

Kinda guy to keep his macaroni salad separate from his meat. Doesn’t mix foods, doesn’t eat pussy, and is barely literate

It’s a hard life out here

Scout definitely has potential but it just isn’t fully realized. Very much going to be whipped into shape by his first serious girlfriend and he will be grateful for it!!

Wants to be a macho sex guy making the gals scream and tweak, but he simply is not

Fool in an endearing way so maybe he’d try if you asked and lick your thigh for a second

Pokes the labia major with his tongue thrice and goes “Heh, did you cum? “

You didn’t.

Pyro

In my head, they are not freaking

Thank you 🙏🏻

Unknown

Soldier

He might. There’s something wrong with him but he might

Either eats pussy like a rabid animal OR thinks it’s gross (also thinks blowjobs are gross I just know it would go both ways) hands are okay though

Tbh I don’t think you’d want him to eat you out 😭

Does the head things where he shakes like he’s in a watermelon eating contest

[sophiamagia]

Bad habits

-Pairing: Bat family x gn reader

-Sumary: You vape. What started from sharing one with a friend, had slowly turned into buying some for yourself. You stayed at the manor often. The Waynes were a found family to you, and if you weren’t already being taken care of by your own legal guardians, you would’ve been adopted by Bruce himself. You’d probably be a new Robin and everything. You spent a dinner shared with the whole family, a rare occasion for the busy bunch. You step away for a bathroom break, and just take one hit. Then a few. Then you got caught.

-Authoes note: this is a request by the same person as last time, and I was excited to write this one. Btw I don’t usually write a lot of angst so this is so light I’m sorry. Again, I apologize for taking so long, it’s just a religious thing going on right now, no social media. I hope you enjoy it, and requests are open as usual. Sorry it’s a bit short 😔😔🙏

-warnings: small angst, usage of a vape, addiction references, little conflict, I don’t really proof read

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Bad Habits

     It was a rather cold night; you could hear the gentle patter of rain against the walls and windows of the structure you currently took residence in. There was minimal chatter in the large dining room as everyone waited for the food to be delivered. You were relieved to be in this comfy place again. The warm lighting graced the large room with a sense of security and peace. 

     Alfred delivered everyone’s plates, and Jason was quick to start devouring his food, followed by Dick. You chuckled softly, watching as everyone else ate like royalty. Bruce spoke softly to you from the other end of the table.

     “How have you been, y/n?” 

     “Oh, uhm…” you hesitated. The truth was, you weren’t on your best days. But it wasn’t worth talking about during a nice dinner like this. You took a small bit of your food before replying, “good. I’ve been good.”

     He nodded, and Tim chuckled. You glanced at him, seeing he was just on his phone, typing rapidly. Bruce told him to put it away. 

     You sighed, glancing around at everyone at the table. The comforting silence slowly became itchy. The urge to take a deep breath of something else was getting stronger the more you tried to sit still. You suddenly sat up.

     “I’m using the restroom…” you announced, a bit of nervousness in your tone. Everyone looked up at your suddenness, before looking back to their food. Damian spoke with a bit of attitude he always had.

     “Ok?” He spoke, before rolling his eyes and taking a bite of food from his own plate. You let out a breath, and turned away from the table. You walked down the huge halls, a slow pace turning into a pretty much a jog to get there. You could feel your hand already pulling out the vape before you shut the door. 

     Pressing the button, you brought the edge of the pen to your lips, slowly inhaling the sweet nectar that promised to solve all problems.

1

2

3

4

     Then you put it back in your pocket, holding the vapor in your mouth for a while cracking open a small window. You exhaled, feeling a calm wash over you. Feeling a bit lighter, you took your time with a few more hits. 

     You thought it was just a few minutes. Just a few minutes of relaxation before resuming the dinner. But when you checked your phone, ten minutes had passed.

     Shit…

     You couldn’t lie and say it was the dinner; you had barely touched your plate. Maybe you could say you ate something earlier? No…you told them you hadn’t eaten before this. Maybe they would believe you were just doom scrolling. Yeah. Tim does that all the time; forgetting he has somewhere to be meanwhile scrolling social media endlessly. You nod, closing the window. 

     You take another hit of the vape as you open the bathroom door, only to be met with Damian. You froze, making eye contact with him as a flavored smoke leaves your nose and mouth. His face curls in disgust, and his hands sink into his pockets. 

     “Please don’t say anything…” you muttered, putting the vape safely away in your pocket. He spoke lowly in response.

     “So this is what you spent ten minutes doing? I thought you hated bad habits like that.” He muttered, shaking his head. You couldn’t help but feel irritated and shameful. He must’ve been sent to check up on you, and you could sense his disappointment.

     “It’s different from smoking cigarettes, and it’s not alcohol, or drugs.” You spoke in a mumble, hands fiddling with the vape in your pocket. He snapped back.

     “It’s the same, Y/n,” He shook his head, “you might as well be smoking cigarettes. You can’t seriously be trying to tell me vaping is healthy.”

     You opened your mouth to reply, but saw Dick walking up to you both. This was quickly escalating to something you didn’t want it to.

     “Hey, everything ok?” Dick asked with a smile, looking at Damian, then at you. You tried to speak first, but Damian interrupted .

     “Y/n is vaping.” Damian said flatly, and Dick gave you a confused look. His eyes drifted to your pocket, seeing the vape. His eyes shifted to more of a concerned look than anything else. 

      Does everyone in this family snoop around? No, it wasn’t their fault. You were stupid…walking out of the door taking one last hit. But it’s good. Similar to the feeling of licking a lollipop. Then taking another lick before the sweet taste is gone. Then you’ve eaten the lollipop and go to get another one. 

      Humiliatingly, the lung-killer was taken from you. Everyone was told, and could’ve curled in on yourself when you saw Bruce look at you; the same look a father would give you. A father you actually want to be around, no less. A long conversation was had with you instead of a warm dinner and game night. You were just focused on the fact that you’ve seen some of them smoke before.

      Oh, but you practically begged Bruce not to tell your guardians. You would rather die than face that on top of everything else. But they did anyways. Your room was searched, your bathroom and trash cans. 

Now every time you come over for dinner, Alfred asks you to hand over any “addictive products.” Good luck sneaking past the famous vigilante detectives next time. 

[starmocha]

Wrecking my head because I can't decide if Zayne would know MC was pregnant before her oooor if she'd be able to surprise him

Because I know she'd be so busy she'd dismiss the pregnancy symptoms as period symptoms

And Zayne would be just observing

She'd feel nauseous but she always feels nauseous before her period which would hinder Zayne's suspicions but! She also likes to devour this very specific candy bar without fail every month before her period and now she just can't eat it?? MC?? Turning down her favorite foods????

But what seals the deal is when he takes a shower and she goes to hug him but backs off right away, saying he had put on too much cologne

To which Zayne replies he's only used soap

She asks if it's a new one, he says no and it's taking every shred of willpower in him not to smile at her

"Is the scent too strong?"

She nods and he's like "I see..."

And he really really wants to give her a bit of more time but her vacation ends in two days and he can't let her go back to the field to fight wanderers if she's truly pregnant

So he starts questioning her about her previous symptoms, but he's being very chill about it, he's even making more tea while going:

"You still feel nauseous in the mornings, right?"

"Ugh, yeah, it's getting annoying 🙄"

"Still sore?"

"Even wearing a bra hurts 😟"

"You think the scent of the soap I used is too strong?"

"So strong! 😣 I think it's giving me a headache 🤔"

"Even though it's the same brand of soap I've been using for years?"

"Yeah!It's kinda weird.. I really like that soap too, maybe I just got tired of it? 😔"

He finally gives her her cup of tea and takes a sip of his own, looking at her all amused.

"It could be an explanation, sure. However, isn't it a bit odd that all of this started happening a month after we decided to have a baby?"

"It's----😮!"

He takes that moment of realization to go to his office and come back holding a plastic bag he had hidden in a drawer the day before.

"There are three different types of pregnancy tests here. Of course a blood test will leave no room for doubts, but, for now, we could try these. If you're feeling comfortable, of course. 😊"

JhjhgfhgHGJGFH save me from my own head pls. this scenario has been eating away at my brain FOR MONTHS.

OH SO NOW YOU'RE MAKING IT LIVE IN MINE???? /lh

😭 lmao this is how I am picturing him observing her as she complains or is confused about her recent discomforts:

"Hmm.... interesting..."

so um, if I were to try to work that into the fic, Anon... 👉👈would you be cool with it......

Honestly I am crediting all of the anons who've been feeding me ideas on this. This is our fic now. We all had a part in Snowdrop's conception lmao

[whorediaries-09]

girl here's ur request again bc you probably lost it in the amazing algorithm of tumblr. i still do it for you, babe 🩷 sirius black x reader fic with somnophilia and choking? pretty please with a cherry on top? also, WE MIGHT JUST GET AWAY WITH THIS RELIGION'S IN YOUR LIPS EVEN IF IT'S A FALSE GOD

i didn't loose your previous request(s) my love, i was planning to post them on the valentine's week. anyways that is quite beside the point because imma write this one too. enjoyy.

streets;

pairing- sirius black x reader warning(s)- 18+ content. (let me know if i should add more) a/n- set during ootp, cause i CANNOT resist dilf sirius 😔. sorry not sorry haha.

the slut club

no final fantasy, can we end these games though? you give me energy, make me feel light weigh

it was a nefariously lustful dream. you grinded against the hard object that provided you the friction against your pussy. a sinful sleepy groan left your mouth. you could feel the hotness creep under your skin as you felt your stomach tug with the familiar coil of ecstasy. you felt yourself arch against nothing, trying to let the coil boiling inside you snap, drive you to an edge of insanity.

it the fire in your nerves felt more real than a dream. it was like a consuming blue flame. you could feel the warmth of the musk infused breathe on your neck. you could feel the rough callousness of his hands across the skin of your thighs. you could feel the cold metal of his rings slide across your hot skin, rubbing over your inner thighs. it felt too real to be a dream.

'open your pretty eyes for me love, i need to see your eyes when i make you cum,'

your eyes fluttered open, when it finally dawned upon you. you met the gray eyes you'd been dreaming about. you met the warmth of the body you'd been wanting. you met the touch you'd been dreaming about. you met the one who's name rolled off your tongue with the sweetest sin of pleasure.

'sirius?' you asked, fazed, as his fingers roamed on your clit through your underwear. he leaned closer to you, simultaneously pulling you closer, shuffling on your sheets, barring his pearly white teeth. his knees locked themselves on the either side of your waist, keeping you in place. he took out his fingers from between your thighs, sucking his digits off your arousal. that earned him a guttural moan from your mouth.

'i've heard you moan my name so many times before. when you get your pretty mind dumb with dirty thoughts and play with yourself,' he said, a glimpse of malice in his stormy gray eyes. your heart burned in anticipation. the line between your dreams and reality crashed, when he wrapped his hands around your waist, manhandling you to sit on him, your knees on the either side of his hips.

you felt his growing erection through his pants on your wet core. his well defined pectorals had intricate designs of tattoos inked upon traced thin lines of healed wounds. the thin strands of gray hair hidden between raven locks reflected under the moonlight.

heinously, he grabbed your throat, his fingers pressing lightly on your arteries. he pulled you closer, so your mouth was in line with his lips. he smiled coyly, as if mocking you.

'tell me what you want,' you whimpered as you felt him buck his hips your clothed core. hotness of euphoria lust crept under your skin. he brushed his lips with yours, increasing the force on your artery with each passing second.

'i need you to fuck me,' you whispered. the embarrassment of the situation had dissipated. it was just the bubbling covet of bliss which simmered into every inch of your body.

so when he captured your lips with his teeth, dissolving you into his very soul, devouring you while ripping apart your underwear, your head was fazed. your fingers tugged at the waistband of his pants, freeing out his cock. he pushed himself inside you, stretching you out perfectly, causing a broken moan for him to swallow. he increased the force on your throat, blocking your supply of oxygen.

he thrusted into you, blurring the lines between the real and the fake. the summer air cooled upon your hot skin, as the hair on his pelvis rubbed on your clit. you felt yourself melt with his touch as he thrusted into you. he left your lips, a string of saliva connecting your kiss bitten lips.

you chanted his name like a fucking mantra, your moans and whimpers broken by the force of his hand around your throat. the cool metal of his rings contrasted against your hot skin. you lost yourself into cloud nine, in his heaven like eyes. he was a drug, a dream an overdose of sinful heaven.

it was sweetness and danger, when you felt the coil of orgasm bubble inside you again. your mind was dizzy with the lack of oxygen. you rolled your hips, as his cock hit your sweet spot just right. the scream got caught in your throat, and you rolled your eyes. you felt your toes curl, and thighs shake as your euphoric pleasure hit you. you clenched your walls around his cock, releasing your juices on his stomach.

he pounded into you, his hand leaving your throat, as you came down from the high, your lungs savoring in the supply of air. you hid your face into the crook of his neck, sinking your teeth into the soft flesh. you heard his soft gasps and felt his cock twitch inside you. you rolled your hips, urging him to release himself inside you. he bit your shoulder, as he came, painting your insides with hot ropes of cum.

the final fantasy had melted into a reality, as you fell beside his heaving body, your thighs slick and sticky.

[tinseltina]

I just saw the tags you added about Sebek and you know what yeah actually

He was so dead pan about like "you and grim are looking pretty appetizing rn"

Like he don't joke like that. He's very serious and the closest he gets to joking is teasing and challenging people to competitions (though even those can become real competitions for him, even if it is dumb)

I still remember how direct his teasing is, since ace's ghost groom vignette. Thanks to Ortho All the first years find out Ace was truthful after he talked all that crap, anyways Sebek tells him to his face that he will have fun mocking him later. (I think they all agree to meet up at ramshackle to watch the video of him and tease him about it after he talked shit, but my memory gets a tad foggy by that point)

Anyways that guy is very very direct, he probably wouldn't joke about that kinda thing.

Hunger clouded mind Sebek.

(part of me thinks he was just being like, unfiltered from getting hungry not in a "oop lol just jokes" way but like "I'm hungry and saying things i don't normally say" kind of way but also maybe this was the random line where you find out Sebek bites people when he's hungry like how trey is weird about teeth and how rook waxes poetics about leona ripping out his throat- which i think Leona heard from his place in the grass and why he walked off with a frown but idk)

Either way it's hilarious, like what do you mean by this Sebek? What? Why would you say that? Floyd and Sebek are the only real biters on campus i guess 😭😂, Leona a wannabe biter i guess 😔

YOU GET IT.

the way my brain went "did a floyd line accidentally get programmed for sebek?" and NOPE, bro is just HUNGRY.

my gosh. and if you imagine he's either the same size, if not bigger, as his canon build then could you imagine a zombie apocalypse with zombek?! he'd mow everyone down, unhinged jaw, and just devouring people

(and no one come for me, i can ABSOLUTELY see Sebek getting bitten and then pulling a "of course I didn't tell anyone! I am too busy protecting Wakasama~! tis but a scratch and nothing will get in my way of serving my lord!" as his skin becomes pallid, dark circles getting worse by the minute, and he's just salivating like a dog, heavily panting. and you just gotta stand there and debate whether or not putting him down now would be worth the risk of alerting more zombies or not, or waiting for him to collapse and then "taking care" of him quietly.

woah that was a fun tangent but also very scary.

BUT I DIGRESS! i think it's also so funny in comparison to leona's more frequent threats to bite or eat people, like, you really can't take him seriously. but it does make me wanna see him and sebek be stuck in proximity long enough to see what would happen

[sarohy]

Louie would do that for food. Now he is Taking off his helmet just to touch some noses.

Jesus christ he's so down bad. It's gonna be so painful for him.

Small scene inspired?

Rushing over, the red leafling pauses his dandori when he sees his newly exclusive (?) non-leafling associate out of the corner of his eye, taking off his helmet.<LIFE SUPPORT FAILING>

“ Excuse me, I'm pretty sure you need that-Im confident- .” the hybrid trails taking in the scene in its actuality.

A stare is his reply as crowned Chef Louie gestures airlessly - as he could not breathe- towards the meal that he was just about to eat.

‘Oh… that's what he was doing today… he was cooking it.’ What the space fairer was doing was incomprehensible as the leafling does not need to consume things. The struggle to find something to eat was one of the reasons that those who land upon this planet end up as a leafling. Is this really the solution? Holding one breath as you take a bite and then putting your helmet back on??? This is so inefficient.

<Louie picks up speed in his devouring because the hovering is awkward and stifling.> < what is this man's deal? Just leave me alone>

< something something dandori won't let olimar enjoy food anymore>

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And then that comic happens where he just gets rejected by the onion for unknown reasons. < sap eater> I don't know how that's gonna fit in the leafling philosophy. Because as Louie, completely proven, the leaves can't save him. If Louie gets seriously injured, he is absolutely done with no retries. [Potentially i'm not the pikmin expert]

‘I must check up on the lad whenever I have the time to keep him alive and thriving. Not to mention He has so much useful info.It would be an absolute shame for such an individual < resource> to perish.’

Cue Many checkups < stalking ✨️> until it becomes a quasi deal thing and then automatic sharing resources. Accumulating into being together forever because this really is the best thing both of them and they're just doing so good. until one of them gets stolen away and reseted. (:

I like how even before they officially become partner in crime Leafmar just sticking around (stalking ☝️) Louie whereabouts, and also how Leafmar worried for Louie when he realized that this guy can't be saved from the leaf 😔

When I read your analysis I thought yeah, Louie is doomed if that helmet decides to crack open since you can't even leaflify outta this dawg, all because of eating odd stuff off the ground (aka the mysterious green sap). This info alone already brew up some ⭐angst⭐ in my head that's definitely have something to do with breaking that helmet yes I'm talking about you Louie watch your back.

I wonder how would Louie feel when Olimar was caught and returned back to normal and potentially, leaving him behind for the SECOND TIME because as soon as we got Olimar back you (almost) returned to your home planet right away (assuming P2 timeline aligned with P4)...m already giggling and kicking my feet I love putting them in situations.

!!!!!Anyway, thank you for indulge me with Leafmar Louie content I'm so happy today...

[specialgradefckr]

Dear author....I luv u I luv u I luv u I luv u I luv u I luv u I luv u I luv u I luv u I luv u I luv u I luv u I luv u I luv u I luv u I luv u I luv I luv u soooooooooooooo much 🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶💗💗💗💗

I just finished reading both parts of BYHTD and I'm sooo over the moon...I cried...I laughed...I got mad....may as well badmouthed Gojo and Geto a little bit ....but ur writing is so beautiful and full of emotions,the way u described the reader's internal conflicts was a Chef kiss💋 thank god u kept our reader's dignity and let her stand on business(I said our reader and didn't say me as in I'm the reader cuz unfortunately I'm not her in this specific fic cuz I can't handle all that,a few months with that pressure and I'm deleting myself from the world😔🤞)

And don't get me started with the last paragraph on the second part...ohhhh the last paragraph was soooooo delicious I devoured all of it YUM YUM YUM (licking my fingers right now btw) the name on gojo's chest idea was genius (I may freaked out a little bit but let's just ignore it) the way gojo looked up at reader combined with his pov I'm down baaaaaaad he's so babygirl just Soo inlove with reader that he wants to give her his heart just so she can know the love he has for her,and Geto 😮‍💨😮‍💨 this man and his ways of elaborating is sooo annoying but in a good way and how he ignored the reader 😮😮 I felt a pang in my heart everytime the reader thinks of how they love each other and she's just an outsider u cooked with that honestly

Also wanted to ask if there's a part 3 and when r u u willing to bless us with it? And if it's the last part of the whole fiction??

Sooo sorry that I talked a lot just wanted to appreciate u and ur work and let u know how talented u are...love u🫶🫶

ahhhHHHH i got this a long time ago but THANK YOUUU!!! this is all so sweet of you to say, i was giggling and kicking my feet reading through this ask hehe~

i'm glad you laughed honestly i do toss in points of humor in fics sometimes and it's often one of the most fun parts. just thinking about sukuna getting pissed off at gojo because you catfished him ksdfjhglsdhg fucking hilarious

the name on gojo's chest idea was genius (I may freaked out a little bit but let's just ignore it)

girl READER is also freaking out dw. that is the intended effect. i felt really smart when i came up with that because the scene was supposed to escalate, to have you and geto going harder and harder until one of you tried to call the other's bluff.

reader standing on business was definitely a call i made like. you ARE pathetically in love. it's true. it's undeniable. but you're also just... not willing to make a fool of yourself. you're so angry and frustrated.

in a way, you almost have an advantage over gojo and geto. because you've had time to mourn the love you don't think you'll be able to have. you still have feelings, but you have no hopes for them.

but gojo and geto are planning for you to confess to them. they "know" you're going to end up together. they can't "go too far" and ruin the relationship before it starts. unless...? >.>

and i'm also soooo so soso happy the scene with gojo looking up at you came across that way!! that's exactly the vibe i wanted!!!

he's really like. almost golden retriever style loving. just looking up at you with all the trust and adoration in the world. you look at him and you can't hurt him, you can't.

because gojo's affection here is pretty pure, compared to geto's. geto's got a lot of insecurity, he wants you to come to him, to confess first. gojo's mostly going along with all this because he thinks it's sexy when you're jealous.

unfortunately you HAVE reinforced this behavior for him by carving your name into his chest so skfdhjglhdsg we'll see what gojo takes from this,,,

part 3 IS already in drafts but since these works are on the longer side, it's going to take a while. i have soooo many fics skhfglshdg

maybe after the next few installments of the kitty hybrid series i'll do another poll,,, i could obfuscate it even MORE next time dhgjhdg

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I saw that you asked for requests. Well, your prayers have been answered. I have such an idea. Douma x Fem!Half-breed!Reader. She's half human, half demon. Her mother was a human, and her father was a demon. At some point, the girl's father lost control and killed her mother. And because there was a part of a human in Reader, her father wanted to eat her too. But she managed to escape. Since that day, she has been looking for her father to avenge her mother. Reader has deer-like features (horns, ears and tail), and because of human genes, she does not look scary at all, unlike her father. Also, she cannot burn in the sun. Instead, her skin glistens in the sunlight, as if it has been sprinkled with diamond chips. She can be easily scared off, like a fawn. She's not on anyone's side. Neither the demon slayers nor the demons. She's on her own. She will stop only at revenge on her father and that's it. How will Douma get to know her?

hvshddbwjehd thank you for requesting😔🙏

douma x fem!halfbreed reader

TWS: power unbalance, kidnapping, manhandling, lmkmif i forgot something.

.the first time douma ssw you was in the woods near his temple, he was going for a walk with one of his followers (victims) and spotted something moving not too far away.

.as you sensed him and the human approaching you tried to get away, only to realize theres no time to do so, so you decided to hide between trees.

.that didn't stop douma from noticing you though, you two even made eye contact, your eyes filled with fear while his were curious and dominant.

.but he decided to move on with his "walk" and maybe come back and look for you later

. relief filled you as he moved forward with that human, letting out a breath you didn't know you were holding.

you placed a hand over your chest as he walk away, leaning yout back against the tree and slightly falling to the ground.

.a few weeks later you were walking nearby his temple, in the morning this time.

.you stumbled upon two young men, the three of you stared at each other for a how kinute before one of them slowly takes a step forward, and thats when you start running.

."hey! where do you think you're going!?" one of the men yelled while they both chased you down although not succeeding.

. unbeknownst to you, those young men were worshippers at an uppermoons cult, who reported everything to him.

.the young man politley walked into the room where douma listens to his followers troubles, comforting them with lies and fake promises.

. he places his head to the ground in front of his lord douma and explains to him what he saw.

.a young woman with light brown hair, just like a dears, pointy ears and small horns, your eyes were big and dark, staring into them for too long can make you feel as if your getting lost in outer space, and a small tail hung from your bottom.

.doumas eyes widened as he remembers the demon he saw a few weeks back, right before he was about to devour his victim, his lips slightly part as he continues listening to the human explaining the situation, about some creature rosming near the temple

.what douma didn't expect though, is that you'd be out in the morning, he wanted to see it, how could a demon be out at noon? let alone have their skin sparkle like a diamon under the sunlight

.he had to find you.

. the follower was dismissed, once again with lies about his brother going to paradise, and how the gods promise that that creature is going to hell for their sins.

.all before douma dismisses all the meetings left for the night, deciding its time to go find you already!

.he knows you wander near his temple, this will be an easy find.

.and you better believe he finally does, hes an uppermoon after all.

.like the "dear" you are, you try an escape, too afraid of him.

.but your speed is nothing comoared to his, beforr you know it he's got you, his long fingers gripped onto your coat.

.and you look behind you only to see him standing there, not breaking a sweat trying to hold you in place, with a smile, while you struggle and sink your feet into the ground trying to escape.

"what do we have here?"he says, pulling you closer to him, hes now looking down at you with dark predatory eyes.

."what are you exactly?"

he asks, more himself than you.

,all you could do was struggle under him, fear is obvious in your eyes, that just cant stop looking at him, you cant, you're too scared

"you know you did scare some of my followers off this morning... but i think ill keep you, yourr interesting."

.with one swift move, douma throws you over his shoulder and starts walking back to his temple where hes planning on having more time with you.

.all you could do at this moment was scream, scream, running didn't help you this time, and fighting definitely won't here!

.he can even feel your body shivering on top of him.

"my dear, do you mind quieting down? i dont want to grab more attention now."

.but he enjoys it, he loves hearing others scream, especially those human women, but hes never seen anything quite like you before.

"hey, hey, but what are you exactly? you seem like a demon but i heard you can wander around at noon too, whats up with that?"

.his questions go unanswered by you.

"owh come on now.." he pouts.

. realizing thst he wont be hearing you speak anytime soon, he decides to take a little less time getting to his temple.

"okay now." he drops you on the floor in a spare room at the temple, you crawl backwards, away from him in fear.

."are you a demon? i can sense youre a demon, but how come you've managed to go under the sun?" he asks with his hands folded atop his chest, hes looking down at you wth a slight bob to his head.

.he waits a few secounds as you shuver against tge wall behund you.

."you know you're gonna have to answer me, tuus is very important information you're holding back."

."tsk, alright fine, i guess ill have to wait for you to calm down a bit." he turns around and makes his way to the door, getting out the room and almostm shutting the door, although he standes in between the door and bobs his head inside.

."ill make sure you cant escape and lock all the ways out' the room, okay?" he says before closinf the door behind him, you can hear him locking it as well beforr his boots tsp the floor as he gets further away from the room.

"i wonder if i should tell master muzan about this." he thinks to himself.

"ill just have to know what shes about first."

i wanted to write more but i was just tired and didnt wanna leave you hanging, so if youd like a part two just lmk!

[meligumii]

Bllk Season 2 Episode 13 Review

I’ll do two of these in a row. Just now getting to the episodes.

The ‘trance train’ speech was a little confusing. And it’s crazy to see, Rin is paying so much attention to Isagi— they’re gonna devour each other[lmao that sounds so dirty].

But this goes back to the Bluelock matches when Rin picked Isagi. He knew Isagi was gonna be a problem for him, so instead of letting him get to that point, he brought him to his own team.

So seeing Sae actually go at the whole team is crazy. Like damn none of these niggas could guard him?? And yk what Rin being upset about Sae being so far ahead of him was pretty sad, and I want their relationship to be better again, but at the same time I’m thinking there’s no time for this. Get up, win the game, and then start the flashbacks like omfg.

But, it did pay off, with him thinking about how to play like Sae, he followed Shidou’s path to get the ball. Then ofc Shidou gon kick him in the face. Red card. Ejected. Rn get him off the field. Then I’m wondering if his face is okay, cause Shidou was bout to kick the ball with all his strength.

“He grazed me” lmao mf stop lying yk that shit hurt.

Hayate: How many scoring options do you have, Bluelock?

Me: 11

Okay, now we’re finally seeing Bachira in action. I missed seeing it, and I could also tell that it feels way different. Maybe because the game is so important to blue lock, but everything that happens gets me excited.

And HE CROSSED AIKU..!!! Omfg I’m so happy for him he made a shot..!! But then he didn’t😔. Sendou got in the way. I’m ready for him to get a goddamn goal ngl. Gotta respect U20. They’re giving their all. For Sae, this means nothing so he doesn’t count.

But for the rest, this means they don’t have a job. Their careers are over. Even though I think if they win, which I have all faith in it, they’ll turn it down and not be U-20. And for blue lock, obviously this is their chance to show the world and that fatass how good they are at soccer and how they could bring home a World Cup.

Omg tell me why I thought he was about to have an inspiring goal centered around soccer when he said ‘I don’t care about pin-up models anymore’ then he gon turn around and say he wants a ‘the world standard’ which is a Hollywood actress😭.

Everything after that happened so fast I don’t even have an opinion. It was just like a domino effect, everything fell into place for the U20’s after Sendou saved the ball. After this, tbh I don’t even know who to say is the mvp bc they all come in clutch. And at the last second.

aoWoO JuMpsCAre~

Anyways

Five minutes left in the clock, ngl im sitting here knowing they bout to pull something out their ass cause how are they gonna win in that amount of time?? But I had faith. And ofc this mf shidou came outta nowhere. And like I called it, here come Isagi. [and Reo]. Hiori is so cool I love him. I love all of blue lock.

Then, here comes Rin😒

“You won’t even let me lose?”

“I wanna fight on my own”

I mean I get that the point is you need an extreme egoist to be Japan’s number 1 striker and get the World Cup but like… at some point you’re gonna need someone else so just calm down with that shit Rin

When he started to think about everyone having his back I thought ‘awww that’s nice’ but then three seconds later he had to ruin it. Like are you that antisocial that just the thought of people being able to stand next to you makes you physically sick?? I’m not understanding lmao.

Definitely giving horror movie vibes bc what’s going on…???

Karasuuu… where’s your screen time..?😔

Blue Lock Additional Time

They’re so embarrassing. But smart, making money off the star player.

Final Thoughts

Thinking about Sae’s awakening, I feel like he’s really taking blue lock serious now. Maybe I’m reaching but why else would he go so hard. I mean, like I said, this game means nothing to him and I doubt it would affect his career in any way. Even if it’s only a little bit, maybe he’s finally realizing the talent of the Blue lock 11– especially Isagi. For Rin he probably still sees him as the annoying younger brother.[canonically doesn’t know why Rin is mad at him. He thinks he’s going through a phase]

Most of their relationship we see it from Rin’s POV anyways so who knows what he’s really thinking of his little brother.

STILL got my money on Isagi and that game winning go. Maybe it’s gonna be like a parallel with his first game shown— bc like how he passed and they missed— causing his team to lose the game. But now, he’s not gonna pass and he’s gonna make the shot and win the game. Yk. Some growth.

Dirty Joke Count: 1

Shidou: Let me climax, genius

[this episode was pretty tame]

See you after I finish episode 13. Review should be up in abt another hour from now.

[valiantstarlights]

Your showXcomic swap AU is so deliciously unhinged and sweetly dark

Now I have the saddest imagining that Comic Dream lost his Hob because he chose Death a few years after 1989, unable to live in a world where his Stranger "forgot" about him. The Stranger he loved for close to 600 years.

But I do hope that Comic Dream finds a Hob to love and cuddle and stockholm syndrome into loving him.

Thank you! 🥰 I worked hard on the sweetly dark part, in the hopes that it would make the fic less unhinged. 😊 *glances at Dream* I think I failed, but that's okay! 😂

(putting everything else under the cut because fic spoilers 👀 CW: comic spoilers, dark!Dream, depression, dubious consent)

In this AU's multiverse, what you're imagining is definitely possible. 😔 There are Hobs who chose to take Death's hand after Dream didn't show up in 1989, Hobs who did it during one of the World Wars out of overwhelming grief, heartbroken Hobs in 1889, etc.

In The Truth Can't Hurt You, It's Just Like the Dark, I imagined that Dream lost his Hob in 1689, and his realm has been deteriorating ever since. And the state of the Dreaming is so bad that, after Dream escapes from his fishbowl, there is absolutely nothing left in the Dreaming except for ruins.

"But where are all the dreams and nightmares who have escaped to the Waking World?" you may ask.

As this is a dark AU, I'm gonna say that Dream ate them. 👀

He escapes and devours the first dreams and nightmares he finds in the Waking World without conscious thought. Just full on starving man at a feast mode. Because while he is Endless, he has also been starving for centuries, and the fishbowl made him feral enough to not care about anything except getting sustenance.

His arcanas give him more of a fight, though they do so with reluctance. Dream looks so gaunt, and they remember being lovingly crafted by him once upon a time. Surely they could help him, just a little, without losing themselves in the process?

But no. This Dream is too empty, too hungry, and has lost too much to hear their cries of mercy, and their pleas of no more, my lord, please, I still want to live!

I think Dream intentionally finds Corinthian last, and I think he relished each and every bite of him.

Does Desire go through with their dream vortex plan, knowing that their brother is already a shell of his former, haughty self? Probably not.

And anyway, I don't think Dream would talk to his siblings after 1689 at all. But especially not to Death. Even during their family dinners, and even with Destruction trying to get him to talk, Delirium trying to cheer him up, and Death apologizing endlessly because it was Hob's choice--

He doesn't say anything, doesn't eat anything, and just stares at the tablecloth until it's time to leave.

Desire senses no desire from him. Despair feels all his despair, but even that is too much for her. She chokes when she tries to bait him, while Desire feels like their lungs are collapsing because it's hard to breathe around him. It only takes one or two family dinners for the twins to ignore him completely. They both sit as far away as they can from him. They do not want to even look at him. (They still plot to get him captured though, but in this universe, it's because they hope that he becomes so weak that he would be forced to end his being Morpheus and become a new Dream of the Endless.)

On the bright(?) side, yes, this Dream will absolutely find a show!Hob who would love him and all his red flags. 👀 I think the Hob he'll find is very compassionate, and would see the state of him and his realm, and immediately be like, 'This Dream needs me, unlike my Dream whose funeral I just went to. 🥺 I cannot possibly abandon him.'

This Dream needs an entire realm's worth of new dreams and nightmares? Hob can help with that! Just tell him how, and he'll get to work. 😊

Rejuvenated by Hob's presence, Dream recovers his ability to create new dreams and nightmares from dreamsand. But Hob looks so eager to help, and Dream can't possibly let him down and say he can make new dreams and nightmares on his own.

So he tells Hob that they absolutely have to fuck, and Hob has to get pregnant and give birth to all of Dream's children. Because that's how dreams and nightmares are made.

Hob is intimidated because he has never even thought about being pregnant before. But if it's with Dream... 🥺👉👈

And a Dream who has been so kind to him ever since he arrived, never leaving his side and telling him that he loves no one else but him? A Dream who literally ripped the fabric of reality apart for him?

"Of course I'll help," Hob says shyly. "It might be a frightening experience, but as long as you're with me, I'm not going to be afraid. 🥰"

(Cue Dream immediately teleporting them both to the comfiest spot in the currently work-in-progress Dreaming and fucking Hob until his seed takes, because why does Hob know exactly how to make Dream insane about him? 🔥 Is that a skill that all show!Hobs have or something?)

And then of course Hob discovers that he absolutely loves being pregnant, because Dream dotes on him even more. So even when Dream confesses that he lied about the process of making dreams and nightmares, Hob just laughs and kisses him, and tells him to abandon his old way of creating on the beach, because Hob definitely prefers this method.

Needless to say, Dream is absolutely head-over-heels in love with his new Hob. He makes his castle--and basically the entire Dreaming, to Hob's liking. Hob would like to have more bright courtyards filled with flowering trees and picnic spots? Done. Hob would like for all their children to be able to have their own homes (so he and Dream can fuck wherever they want in the castle without getting interrupted)? A stellar idea. Dream helps Lucienne 2.0 build her house that's full of books, Gilbert 2.0 with his botanical gardens, and even Corinthian 2.0 with his sarlacc pit.

As a result, the new Dreaming is a cheerier and brighter place. The new dreams and nightmares love their parents very much, and they do not find it strange that both Dream and Hob always smell like sex, with their moddy always happily pregnant, and their father always smug and possessive.

Dream learns to delegate most of his tasks to his many children, so he and Hob could work on making more dreams and nightmares to repopulate the entire Dreaming. It's Hob's idea that he delegates so they can fuck more, and Dream thinks that his lovely husband has all the best ideas and can do no wrong.

And in this universe, all the new dreams and nightmares agree. Having Hob in the new Dreaming is a blessing. Absolutely the best thing that has ever happened ever. And the entire realm will go to war with anyone who would try to take him away from them.

[collegetennisoriginstory]

ALLIEEEEEEEE!!!!! Just finished the update HOLY SHIT!!!!!!

[Mandatory spoiler warning here]

OMG SAM!!!!!!! MY LIL BESTIE IS HERE AGAINNNN!!! AND WE MATCHIEESSS <3 SAM MY SCRUNKLYWUNKLY ❤️🩷 YOU BET UR ASS I CHOSE THE "NO THOUGHTS HEAD EMPTY, SOUL CRUSHING HUG" OPTION!!! AHH I AM WHOLE AGAIN, SAMMYWHAMMY, MY SAMWISE, MY LIL GUY!!

I love how sam is immediately adopted as part of the cheering squad 😂 Im just imagining diego and Addie going 'one of us!! One of us!!! One of us!!!' At sam and just merges em into the group like theyve always belonged there 😭 I knew sam and diego would be instant besties!! I love G and Sam too!! Though I guess I didnt flirt enough with G to trigger any sort of jealousy between G and Sam. But its fine, Ive found that G as a platonic friend is also very sweet and I honestly kinda prefer it for my MC!! (Who will cry themself stupid when G has to leave 😔)

Speaking of jealousy, I absolutely LOVE Rayyan being sooo jealous the whole chapter lmaooo like yes bby frown those beautiful eyebrows... oh, MC is wearing someone else's last name to their first season debut???? Ohh u are seething... who is MC seeing so badly that theyre holding up the game?? Who is MC waving at?? I cant wait to introduce Sam to the team 😊 hopefully they would be able to go home unscathed <3

ALSO the tension after the match with Rayyan!!!! UGH I WANNA LIVE IN THAT SCENE FOREVER GOD ITS SO---- The restraint, the longing, the 'i want them so bad but causing a scandal by making out sloppy toppy at ur first match is probably NOT GOOD, but im this 🤏 close to risking it all'...

It's so woefully inadequate, so woefully incongruent with the way he's looking at you, that you're a whisker away from growling in frustration and stepping in to kiss him in front of the entire Cargill crowd.

THIS IS MY FAVORITE LINE OMG!!!! AND THE WAY RAYYAN JUST GRABS UR HAND AND HUGS U INSTEAD!!! I AM FERAL. LIKE ITS SO SO SO SOFT BUT ITS SUCH POOR SUBSTITUTE TO WHAT U ACTUALLY WANTED HUH RAYYAN??? ..... one of these days I might do a slowburn Rayyan route, but sadly Im a board certified thirsty hoe, so...

Btw I also chose the non heart hug option and ITS SO SOFT???? I LOVE THEM BEING SOFT??? LIKE "u only get to hug me once okay? 😤" "once per match?? 😊🥰🥺🤗" MC SO CUTE GOT RAYYAN GIGGLIN AND BEING MAD CUTE AND SHIT

AND OH DONT GET ME STARTED WITH 'THE LOCKER ROOM PART 3: ELECTRIC BOOGALOO' SCENE. I AM DEVOURING RAYYANS SOUL, I AM BITING DOWN, CHOMPING. THOSE LOCKERS HAVE SEEN SO MUCH SHIT I AM SO SORRY LOCKERS I LOVE U. I WILL NEVER GET TIRED OF LOCKER ROOM KISSES I HOPE IT GETS TO LOCKER ROOM PART 587

Anyways sorry about being unhinged at u, it is born out of love for ur incredible work, I hope the surgery goes well <3 rest up, sending u loads of love, Allie ❤️❤️

Hahahaha I LOVE your excitement omg this absolutely made my week!! Definitely read this one more than a couple times :)))

G is not really the jealous type, but there is a difference in their reaction to Sam and MC if MC has been flirting with G... though the more pronounced reaction comes from Sam if MC flirts with G in front of them.

As for Rayyan... yes. They definitely are the competitive type, both when it comes to tennis and. Well. Romance.

Glad you enjoyed some of the interactions between the ROs/characters in the update, it was a lot of fun getting to write some of these dynamics after building up to them in earlier chapters. A personal fave was writing Tobin's locker room scenes, and G/Rayyan being soft, and Sam's reunion :)

Finally, I have lots of Sam/hallmate interactions planned for the weekend, so stay tuned for that!!

Thanks so much again for the message and so glad you enjoyed the update!