#year 1000-something no pussy

[5hrignold]

simon off the shits moodboard

[dewdropdinosaur]

Kinktober Day 2: Double Penetration

Summary: Your harmless little question about your boyfriends cloning ability lands you face down, ass up in the bed of the King of Hell himself. Warnings: DP, P in V sex, P in A sex, nipples, cum...lots of cum, clone sex, etc. MDNI< 18+. I am not responsible for your media consumption. Kinktober Mention of the Day: @hazelfoureyes. THEIR KINKTOBER STUFF IS ALREADY FIRE. I mean who would expect anything less from the leader of the Horny Dear Cult TM.

It was supposed to be a harmless request, a simple inquiry you had for your boyfriend. You didn’t think it would land you face down, ass up on the king of Hell’s plush king sized bed; drooling and letting out incoherent praises at how good he was making you feel. 

It started with watching Lucifer preform a few parlor tricks to entertain the masses of the Hazbin Hotel, cloning a few apples to juggle with. While that in and of itself was an innocent act, it couldn’t keep you from wondering what else he might be able to conjure up and clone. This lead you to pulling him aside later that night and popping the question. 

“Luci, dear. May I ask you something?”

“Why of course my love! What is it?” He was simply beaming at you from across the dinning table, as if every syllable from your soft lips was a heavenly tune he couldn’t wait but to indulge in listening to. 

“About your magic act earlier—“

“Oh it was so fun wasn’t it! I am sure Charlie loved it!”

“Yes, yes. It was nice and I am super impressed but it left me wondering…can—what can you clone?”

Furrowing his brows together, Lucifer was somewhat taken aback by the inquiry. It seemed so simple to him to just clone something, the powers that come with ruling Hell seemed bland and denzinet considering how long he had been using them. Rising from his chair, Lucifer slid over to where you were sitting, propping his elbows on the corner of the table next to your spot. 

“Mhmm, I think close to everything. Ducks included. Oh I need to tell you about that time that I cloned 1000 rubber ducks for Charlie’s fourth birthday—“

“Lucifer, darling. I would love to hear that story but maybe another time? I have…another question.” Placing your hand gently on his forearm, you bring him back from reality. His eyes burning into yours with an intense curiosity, as you sheepishly smile and fiddle with a bracelet on your wrist. It was silver, adorned with a red and gold pendant; given to you on your one year anniversary as a sign of your boyfriend’s never ending love. 

“Can you…can you clone yourself?” 

And that is how you ended up as mentioned before. Face down, Lucifer himself laying under you, pounding into your weeping pussy as a clone of him matched his pace as it drove into your ass. Gripping the sheets, the pleasure was blinding; with every thrust you swore you could see Heaven itself and how God himself had blessed you with such a specimen of a boyfriend. 

“Fuck—Ducky, you’re squeezing me so tight!” Lucifer couldn’t help but shudder with every thrust into your cunt, its velvety walls wrapping around him in an inviting way that almost had him cumming on the spot every time. Slowing his pace below you, he took the time to suck on one of your hardened nipples; releasing a short cry from your puffy, lipstick ruined lips. 

“This what you wanted sweetheart? For me to take you like this….gosh you’re gonna take my cum so well. Gonna take it nice and deep inside both holes for me Ducky.”

A hot wave of pleasure coiled itself in your stomach, a taught line on the edge of breaking. It was unbearable…almost. Lucifer’s clone continued it’s relenting pace into your ass, occasionally coming to smack down or dig it’s nails into the soft supple flesh of your behind. 

“Come on sweetheart…cum for me—cum for us.”

Your body acted on command, letting out moans of sobbing pleasure as your release hit you like a freight train; squirting all over Lucifer. Not mere seconds later did he and his clone find their own high; cumming hard into your cunt and ass, the liquid gold seed seeping out of both holes. Gasping for air, you peeked your head down to see Lucifer’s eyes completely dialated and black; staring at the way your body soaked up his seed. Taking his fingers, he pushed some more back into your overstimulated hole with a smirk. 

“Think you can take us again sweetheart?”

[cheolieji]

Roomates - Choi Seungcheol

pairings: idol!scoups x idol!reader

reader has boobs and vag

warnings/genre: smut, mentions of alcohol, mentions of food!!, swearing, pet names, fluff

the sex part is lowkey short cause idk

fuck was said at least 1000 times😨

you are Svts 14th member and have been roommates with seungcheol for a few months now. Nothing has happened yet, but who knows what could happen when two people who like each other drinks together.

mdni!!

don't like, don't read

a/n note: this is my first time writing on tumblr and first time writing in a few years + english isn't my first language so if there's any grammar/any type of mistakes don't be shy to point it out :)

updated a/n: This was a draft from Oct, so, no, It's not my first time writing on tumblr (not anymore). i deleted the previous draft and rewrote the whole thing, lmaoo

my brain stopped working when it went down to the actual smut omg

wanted it to be longer but im lazy

after a long day of shooting content, you and the members were exhausted. some went home, while some went out to eat, but you decided going home was the best idea. and so did seungcheol. and of course, you're going home with him, i mean, who else? you literally live with him

you two were approaching his car as he sped up a little to open the car door for you. You find his speed walking cute. "Thank you! Cheol, " "Of course, go ahead, watch your head"

as he's getting the car started, you asked, "cheol, do you wanna get something to eat before we go home? and maybe some drinks, too?" "Yeah, why not, we haven't drank together in a while, " says as he's putting his seatbelt on

after he bought the food and drinks (he went in to buy them while you were waiting in the car) you arrived home

taking your jackets off and hanging it on the rack, you sighed. "It's been such a long day, ughh i need a drink." "go wash your makeup off. I'll get the table ready.." "fineee"

felling refreshed, you went to help him set the table up. "we bought a lot of food, are we gonna finish it?" "i will, " he says, giving you a goofy smile

after a few shots, you were already tipsy. seungcheol is still completely fine. He's just admiring how you look while you're drunk

cheeks flushed, lips wet from the drink, and those eyes you give him.

"Why're you looking at me like that?" "No reason im just admiring your face." "Why admire from afar when you can come here? " you said, completely aware of what you're saying

"You come here." You walked over to him both hand on his shoulder while straddling his lap. he has his hands on your ass. "So? are you admiring me better now that im this close?" "So much better, babe"

leaning down to kiss him. it starts slow. Now he has his tongue down your throat with his hands roaming your body. and you're literally grinding on him. breathless, you let out a small moan. that led him to his edge. he picks you up while still kissing the hell out of you, walking to his room and almost tripping over a bag. putting you on the bed as he strips down, leaving his boxers on. you barely had anything on, so you just took your tank top and shorts off

you can see how big he is, even with his boxers on

he goes in for another rough kiss before putting his finger on the wet patch on your panties, sliding it off you. his big and long fingers doing circles on your clit "fuckk-" he pushes them in slowly before pumping your wet juicy cunt, it's so quiet the only thing that can be heard is your moans and the sound of your pussy. it's like music to his ears

"fuck me cheol.." "beg for it" as he's going faster with his hands "fuck.. ahh please–fuck me baby i need you so bad" he stops in his track, licking your juices off his fingers "shit babe you taste so good"

taking his boxers off and pushing your legs back to your chest. fuck his dick is big. "Can i put it in, baby?" "fuck yeah, just do it already please" he enters slowly "fuuck, you're so tight" resting a bit before moving, low grunts can be heard from him

"shit-ahh harder." he goes harder, balls slapping against your pussy "fuck you're so big" hearing that made his ego rise a little, he grabs your legs as he goes harder and faster than before "fuckkk ahh yeaaa" in overwhelming pleasure you scratched his back without realising "shit im sorry" "no, keep going" kissing you roughly before moving to your neck giving you hickeys

"Ah, 'm gonna cum-" "Yeah? cum for me baby" getting sloppy with each thrust. reaching your high he continues fucking into you for a little bit more before plopping next to you and kissing you on the cheek

he moved to cuddle you as if he didn't just ruin your insides a second ago, "you okay, babe? need anything? water? snacks?" "im okay baby, maybe later, " you said, hugging him in your arms

this is lowkey bad but who gives a fuck i don't get paid lmao

[jubilee40]

Can you please do relationship HCs for the jjk men? Ups and downs of being their partner lol

The Pros & Cons of Dating JJK Men ~ Gojo, Nanami, Geto, Toji, Sukuna, and Choso

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Characters: Satoru Gojo, Kento Nanami, Suguru Geto, Toji Fushiguro, Ryomen Sukuna, and Choso

Warnings: Small Angst(?)

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Satoru Gojo

Pros:

Satoru’s love language is touch, whether it's holding hands, grabbing your butt, or a kiss, Saturo can't help but have the need to touch and hold you when you are near.

Will always hype you up with anything you are doing, whether you're going out for a girl’s night or have an important work presentation, Saturo is here for you.

Satoru is committed to your relationship once the two of you are official, you are his number 1 priority besides his students.

Sexy time with your Satoru always leaves you overstimulated and exhausted. Becomes completely pussy-drunk as soon as he sees your glistening pussy.

Cons:

I personally don't see a lot of cons with being Satoru except that he can be an attention whore & has a flirty personality in general.

He may see himself as a loyal person who is 1000% dedicated to his S/O but you don't sometimes which feeds into your insecurities and causes unnecessary distance between the two of you.

Kento Nanami

Pros:

Kento is a true gentleman when it comes to his romantic partner. He's serious about respecting your boundaries and not doing anything intimate you aren't comfortable with.

He doesn't think of himself as a romantic but his actions say otherwise. Private dinners at high-class restaurants or a quiet picnic in the park, Kento will make sure everything is perfect.

Kento isn’t with you just for you to stay his girlfriend, he sees you as his future wife to whom he plans to propose to after 2 years of being together.

In bed, Kento Nanami is surprisingly (not) very expressive in the bedroom. He isn't afraid to slap or degrade you after he has your consent naturally.

Cons:

Kento has a set timeline of what he plans his romantic life to be life, which leaves you feeling a bit of pressure to follow it and weirded out that he has this planned out.

He can be too focused on working to take care of his future with you that he ends up leaving you feeling neglected as times.

Suguru Geto

Pros:

Suguru spoils you with praise and affirmations of his love. Enjoys seeing your cheeks redden with each confession of his love he gives you.

He’s protective, not possessive with you. Suguru understands that you need freedom but that doesn't stop him from wrapping his arms around you after seeing a pathetic male ogle you.

Suguru is completely secure with your relationship and knows you are too.

Sex with him is either gentle and poetic or downright nasty and sweaty.

Cons:

A major relationship con I can see with Suguru Geto is his arrogance. He would think he knows more than you do and believes you should just shut up and listen.

His sarcasm can also be something that you struggle with. Even though he doesn't mean to hurt your feelings you can't help but feel upset at his tone and response.

Toji Fushiguro

Pros:

Your relationship with Toji started off as friends-with-benefits that turned into the two of you dating without ever making it official.

Toji loves to grab your ass or tit randomly, leaving a blushing mess and telling him to stop.

He isn't great at communicating how he cares about you so he ends up buying you food and clothes (mostly lingerie) thinking you'll understand his intentions.

Since you and Toji were fwb first he knows what parts of your body to pay attention to have you creaming around his cock. Was a selfish lover at first but now loves seeing the tears run down your face from continuous overstimulation.

Cons:

Let's be real there are more cons to being in a relationship with Toji Fushigoro than pros, but I still love him.

He's horrible with money and will spend all his money on a boat race if he has a “lucky feeling”.

Toji may be committed and love you that doesn't stop him from knowingly flirting with other women, not to the point of cheating but just enough to boost his ego.

Ryomen Sukuna

Pros:

A pro to dating Ryomen is that if he's committed to you, he's COMMITTED to you. Wanna break up/divorce? Too bad.

Ryomen is extremely protective and possessive, not controlling but will have everyone know you're his girl.

Not really into PDA, besides having an arm around you or having his hand resting on your inner thigh. But when the two are you are home Ryomen is leaving hickeys and bite marks all over you.

Ryomen Sukuna is merciless in bed. You have 3 safe words letting him know if it's okay to keep going or if you need a break.

Cons:

Arrogance. At first, you didn't mind his arrogant attitude but now it pisses you off.

Ryomen loves teasing and “bullying” you, what you see is him being an ass, he sees it as flirting.

He sees you as his woman and his property who should bend to his will.

Choso

Pros:

Being Choso’s S/O has you feeling adored and appreciated. He truly falls hard for you.

Is a cuddle monster when the two of you are home. Your embrace is a true comfort for him.

100% loyal to you, Choso barely socializes with anyone besides you and his little brother.

In my opinion, I see Choso as a sub or switch. He prefers to be pegged and taken care of since he always looked after his younger brothers.

Cons:

You are not at the top of his list, his last living younger brother is his number one concern.

Since he isn't a big extrovert, Choso is fine with staying home which can be tiring after the fifth date in a row is a at home movie night.

~Taglist~

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[yandereunsolved]

Yandere Visenya who falls for the upright guy who match her energy and who accept Maegor as his own and who don’t take insults to his family lightly, Maegor grow ups with brothers and sister that treat him like one of their own.

Some nobleman: Perhaps I should ask for Queen dowager Visenya’s hand

Maegor and his siblings: *hysterical fit of laughter and try to get up*

Darling *finds the nobleman* come outside🙂 *nobleman might or might have not get his bones broken*

I just like the idea of Visenya finding someone who loves her and is a moral light in her life🥹 she’s cold and cruel sure but is also super loving to her man and he makes sure the kids turns out alright

Tis such an adorable idea. I love the thought so much. Visenya definitely looked so imposing when she first met her darling. Darling was definitely slightly scared. They were thinking something along the lines with "oh, no, no, no. did I do something wrong? no poisoning please. no torture either."

Visenya then asks them if they would like to court.

Darling is just kind of like: 😵‍💫🥴 "Yes, my queen."

They are 1000% percent a family person. They fit right in. Not even Maegor wants to kill them. That is saying a lot.

⋆ I also have to add a transmasc darling in. ⋆

Visenya is surprised after she sees him for the first time in a few years. Woah. She is pretty accepting for the time. She loves her darling and wants him to be the best man he can be.

Random Guard: "Why are they letting such a pussy be king?"

Another Guard: "Bet she has one."

Maegor is just sneaking up behind them and then drags them to the dungeons for torture.

Maegor shows his father all the transphobic people he has tortured to death.

Maegor: "Look, father. Are you proud?"

I don't necessarily think Maegor is the most accepting of queer people. However, since his father has been there since he was young it is kind of just ingrained into him. My father is a man. And he should think that! His father is the most family man.

[milla-frenchy]

2k7 | Joel Miller x fem reader Summary: Joel finds out that babysitting isn't your only student job Warnings: 18+ mdni. PWP. Age gap unspecified, escort, dirty talk, praise kink, sir kink, size kink, spitting, pussy slapping, light degradation, oral (m/f), unprotected piv, creampie. No outbreak a/n: @not-a-unique-snowflake-blog thank you for correcting me, as always. ILY 💕🫶🫶🫶 Thanks to @noxturnalpascal who had this idea: PROMPT: Pick a Pedge Daddy character - Joel Miller, Frankie Morales, Dave York, etc. (it can be Canon or Non-Canon/AU/No Outbreak). PPCU Daddy is surprised - and excited - to learn that the grad/postgrad student he hires to watch his child sometimes also works as a: stripper/dancer/cam-girl/onlyfans-model/dating-or-escort-service (or straight-up SW) *1000 word Minimum - 2000 word Maximum The other fics based on this prompt: Dancing is a dangerous game @noxturnalpascal ; Webcam for beginners @iamasaddie ; Birthday surprise @aurorawritestoescape Follow @millafics and turn notifications on for fics updates

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"Good night, Mr. Miller!"

You close the front door behind you and quickly walk to your car. You’re a student, in your final year. Babysitter is your job for the first part of the evening. Sarah Miller is one of the children you regularly babysit on weekend evenings.

In the second part of the evening, you’re an escort.

A few months earlier, in a club, someone asked you to join their escort business. You had never considered it before, but the money to be earned, the relatively “classy” and secure side of the site you would work for, made you decide. However, you wanted to continue babysitting, and start escorting sparingly. 

You arrive at the usual hotel about thirty minutes before one of your regulars, so you can have time to get ready.

Joel is single, and regularly he pays for an escort.

That evening, he surfs his usual site, and he’s looking for something fresh. He has his regulars, but from time to time he likes to fuck a new one. He loves to see how they react under his fingers. Loves their look when they see his cock for the first time, then when he sinks into them. How they take his cock. His subscription costs him a lot, but he has never been disappointed.

He scrolls lazily on his phone until his thumb stops on the screen. He scrolls back a little and stares at a photo. He can’t see much of the escort's face, but it's enough to put him in doubt. Is it really Sarah’s babysitter he’s looking at?

In 10 minutes, you’ll be here to babysit Sarah. He puts his phone down and waits. When you arrive, he greets you as usual, but lingers to look at this little mole, just above your mouth. This mole, that made him scroll backwards.

He smirks, and goes out to meet a woman he fucks from time to time. When he pushes his cock in her pussy that night, he thinks of his kid's babysitter.

When he gets home, you’re sitting on the couch, watching Narcos. He wonders why the actor is wearing such tight jeans when his bulge is so visible.

You get up and ask him if he had a good evening. He smiles at you and says yes. He pauses before asking if everything went well with Sarah, and you tell him everything was fine, as usual. You gather your things and leave, wishing him a good night.

Joel watches you walk to your car and he heads upstairs. He goes to his daughter’s bedroom to check on her, and closes the door, seeing that Sarah is sleeping.

He walks to his bedroom, lies down on the bed and picks up his phone. He finds your page and looks through your photos. The escorts' bodies are much less hidden than their faces. He looks at your curves. Your breasts pressed between your hands. Your pussy covered in red lingerie. Your ass, barely covered by a black thong. He pulls his cock out of his pants and boxers, and grabs the lotion from his nightstand drawer before starting to jerk off. He thinks about you and wonders if you're with a client. He jacks off with long and slow movements, and imagines the noises you make when you’re getting fucked. The noises you would make if he was fucking you deep. He imagines your mouth around his cock and how you would suck his balls. He jerks off harder and cums, sending squirts onto his lower stomach. He doesn’t even take the time to clean himself before booking a slot with you.

The next weekend, he had asked Tommy to watch Sarah. 

He arrives at the hotel, goes to room 301 and sits in the Chesterfield chair, waiting for you. 5 minutes later, you enter the room. You take off your trench and turn towards the chair. Your eyes widen when you see him.

“Mr Miller?!”

He looks at you and doesn’t answer.

“Oh my god, it’s so embarrassing… I’m sorry, I will notify the escort service of the situation and you will be reimbursed. I am really sorry, Mr. Miller.”

He smiles and says “I think you don’t understand, baby. I booked because I knew it was you.”

You frown and tell him it’s totally inappropriate.

“Well… Considering the way I catch you looking at me sometimes, I'm not sure it bothers you that much.”

“No, Mr. Miller, I assure you I don’t-”

He smirks again, and you stop talking. He’s right. Ever since you started babysitting his daughter, you can't help but sneak glances at him. But you thought you were more discreet, though.

“Now darlin’, I’m your client tonight, so do what you’re getting paid for, and come suck my cock.”

His attitude shocks you a little, he’s the father of the child you babysit, and there has never been any awkward situations between the two of you until now. But his talk, the way he commands you, turns you on. After a few seconds of hesitation, you walk up to him, get on your knees and undo his pants. You take out his cock and pause before looking up at him.

“Come on, baby. Don’t tell me you’re afraid of one cock? That would be embarrassing as an escort, right?”

You lean down, take his shaft in your hand, start to jerk him off and take his tip in your mouth. It's so wide that it barely fits, but you do your best. 

“Look at me, when you blow me, baby.”

You try to put your embarrassment aside and glance up at him. The moment your eyes meet, his are so dark, so full of desire that you forget your reserve. You want to give him value for his money, but above all, you want to make him forget everything while he is in this hotel room with you.

You let the saliva build up and then flow down his shaft, while you swirl your tongue over his slit and let the precum invade your mouth. 

“That’s it darlin’. That’s good. Deeper now.”

You go further down, squeeze his thigh with one hand, letting your mouth go down his shaft. You then caress his balls with your other hand, while you keep his cock buried all the way to your throat.

”Shit, baby… can't believe this naughty mouth is the same that dares to talk to my daughter.”

You moan around his cock hearing him, and hold yourself back from slipping your hand into your panties and touching yourself. You pull back and suck him again. He puts his hands on each side of your head and pumps your mouth with his hip thrusts. You stay still, without moving, eyes closed, while he’s fucking your mouth roughly.

“Yeah, just like that. Fuckin’ take my cock.”

He growls as his fists clench in your hair. He stops and holds you, your mouth full of his cock. You hear him breathing heavily.

“‘m gonna fuck your throat now. Eyes on me baby.”

You stare at him, and he pulls back, before sinking his cock in your throat. He holds your head so tight that you couldn't pull back even if you wanted to. You let him fuck your throat, as he thrusts deep inside 3 or 4 times, slowly. You feel tears welling up in the corners of your eyes, as his shaft sinks fully. He holds you and says “Don’t move. Don’t fuckin’ move.”

You follow his command, your eyes still fixed on him, and you feel his cock twitch in the back of your throat.

“That’s good, darlin’. Fuck…”

He finally releases you, slightly, still setting the pace. He leans towards you and pulls your head back, saying “open”.

You open and he spits in your mouth. He caresses your chin and tells you to swallow. You do so, and you don’t take your eyes off him. You know that’s what he wants. His attitude keeps turning you on, and you feel that your panties are soaked.

“Take off your blouse and skirt, and lie down on the bed.”

He looks at you, still sitting in the Chesterfield chair, while you undress. Then he stands up, removes all his clothes and lays down on the bed, his shoulders between your thighs. He pulls aside the fabric of your panties and reveals your pussy.

“You’re fuckin’ soaked, baby…Now ask me to eat you out.”

“Eat my pussy, please.”

He slaps your clit and you cry out in surprise.

“Ask better than that."

“Would you eat my pussy, please, sir?”

“Much better. We’ll have to work on your manners, darlin'.”

You don't even have time to wonder if he's really planning to fuck you again, before he slides from your soaked hole to your clit, with the flat of his tongue, in a long stroke. You moan as he now pushes his tongue into your pussy and his nose rubs against your clit.

“Mmmm you taste good.”

He licks you again with a long stroke and pushes two fingers into your pussy, focusing his tongue on your clit. His beard rubs against your thighs and fuck… he knows how to eat a pussy. You bend your knees and spread your thighs to offer yourself even more to him, your hands gripping his curls. He raises his head and his chin shines with your wetness. 

“You spread like a slut for me, who would have known you were such a whore when I hired you?”

Being far from shocked, you moan under his words as he starts sucking your clit again. His free hand pulls on your bra to release a breast, which he grabs in his hand.

“Fuckin talk to me, baby.”

“I love that. You eat me so well. Please-”

He stops and says “manners.”

“I’m… I’m sorry, sir. It’s so good, I forgot my manners. Please keep going, sir, I would like to come in your mouth, please.”

“Good girl”, he says, before starting to swirl his tongue over your clit again.

He pushes a third finger into your pussy and you roll your hips against his mouth, trying to grind yourself against it as much as possible.

“That's it baby. I can feel you’re gonna come.”

You moan louder and louder and he adds "come on my tongue, baby. Come on the tongue of the man who pays for two of your jobs"

“Fuck”, you say as you grip his hair and come in his mouth, shaking.

“There it is… That's good, baby, you're doing so well.” 

You jolt again at his praise, your pussy squeezing his fingers one more time. He kneels between your thighs, wipes his mouth with the back of his hand and asks:

“You want this cock, baby?”

“Yes I do, sir.”

“Take it, then”, he adds, lying on his back next to you.

Shyness makes you doubt your actions again the moment you straddle him, after taking off your panties and bra. You’re so close to his face. The face of one of your employers, much older than you, but above all, the father of a child you babysit. Joel seems to understand what's making you hesitate, and his gaze becomes softer, more familiar to you. 

“What happens here, stays here, baby.”

You nod and grab his cock, pressing his tip against your entrance. You stare at his chest and start sinking on it, when he stops you.

“No, not like that. You look at me when you fuck yourself on my cock. You look at me, and don’t take your eyes off me.”

“Why?”, you whisper.

“Because I wanna see you suffocate when my cock tears you in two. Because I want you to realize that it’s my cock, that you’re gonna impale yourself on. Because I want you to remember that, the next time you come to my house and I open the door to you, even if we don’t refer to it outside of here.”

So you raise your head, stare at him, and lower your pelvis. And god, he was right when he said his cock would tear you in two. You feel it parting your folds and you can't hold back a long moan.

You keep impaling yourself on his cock, more and more, going down his shaft without stopping or slowing down, your eyes fixed on his, while he has placed his hands on your hips now, but letting you be in control.

His stare has changed too. His confidence has given way to pleasure and you can't help but smile, until you reach the base of his dick. You stay like that for a few seconds, full of his cock, and you catch your breath.

“So tell me…. since when did you wanna fuck me?” he asks you. 

“Fuck, I…I don’t know…”

He holds your hips so you stay grounded on him, and can’t avoid his questions.

“Days? Weeks? Months?”

“Oh god…hu…Weeks or months, I guess.”

“Oh baby you wanted this cock for so long?”

“Please, I wanna move…”

“Last question. Do you think about that big cock at night in your bed?”

“Fuck…Yes. Yes I do. I touch myself thinking of your cock.”

He smirks and finally releases the pressure on your hips. You start rolling them, barely lifting yourself with every movement of your hips. You rub your clit against his lower abdomen and you seek your pleasure again, even though you came in his mouth a short time before.

“Fuck look at that… you’re using me to get off, my cock deep in your slutty pussy…”

You bite your lip and realize that what you’re doing is unprofessional. You should act for his own pleasure. But you can't. And you don’t want to, for now. His cock is so good, and you feel that in less than two minutes you’re gonna come on it.

“It’s ok, baby. Use me, come on my cock. It’s here for it.” 

“I…fuck. I’m gonna cum, sir. Your cock is so thick and…my clit...fuck...my clit..it’s so good. I’m gonna…I’m gonna come, sir. Can I come, please?”

“Come for me baby, come on”, he whispers, and as you’re coming on his cock, he presses harder on your hips, to keep you fully buried on him.

You fall onto his torso and he caresses your back until your spasms stop. You come to your senses and sit up straight, before realizing that you are still impaled on him, and that his cock is still just as big and hard inside you. Your pussy clenches at this sudden movement.

“I’m sorry, I’m-”

“Fuck, baby. You just came twice in a matter of minutes, what fucker would be mad after that?”

You nod and smile gently.

“Lie on your back, now, baby.”

You do as he asks, and once lying on top of you, he says, his eyes fixed on yours “my turn to fuck you.”

He thrusts into you half way suddenly, and you can't help but suffocate. He pulls back, and immediately sinks in again and bottoms up.

“Fuck… you’re so fuckin’ tight. ’m gonna ruin that pussy, baby.”

He fucks you quickly and goes deep with each stroke. You feel his balls slap against your pussy and…he fucks well. One of the best fucks you've ever had. Maybe even the best. You hold on to his biceps and let him fuck you.

“Come on baby, use your words, tell me what you feel.”

But he’s fucking you so hard, so good, that you can’t answer.

“Oh baby… what’s goin’ on? You can’t talk anymore, I’m fucking you that good?”

“Yes…yes, sir.”

“Come on baby, give me more. Your other clients fuck you like this?”

You can’t answer, but you shake your head, while he’s still pounding you.

“No? Not a single client fucks you as good as me?”

You shake your head again. 

“You know it won’t be the only time we fuck, right? I’m not even done with you, and I already miss your pussy. Fuck…you’re squeezing me so tight…fuck.”

“More”, you say.

“More what? Words.”

“I want you to fuck me more… I… shit… I want more nights.”

“You’ll have them, baby. Ah fuck..I’m gonna fill you, baby….That’s what you want? To be filled by my big cock?”

“Yes…Yes please sir, fill me up!”

He thrusts in again, twice, three times, and you feel his spurts of cum filling your pussy.

“You're gonna empty my bank account with that pussy baby, damn…”

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[loko4koko]

·:*¨༺ ♱✮♱ Toji Fushiguro x gn!reader ♱✮♱ ༻¨*:·

>fanart_credit: @/sso.s__ (via_instagram)

MDNI 18+

>word_count: 1000

>contents: reader is not gendered but has a vagina (referred to as pussy, cunt, hole), oral sex (gn/f!receiving), anal play, squirting, some spit, implied fingering, implied p in v, overstimulation, the word ‘tongue’ is used so. many. times., relationship isn’t established but it also isn’t..not established, this is literally just about toji being a certified freak who eats ass i’m ngl

toji fushiguro was a man who took great pride in his ability to make you cum. from the first time you let him slip between your thighs to now, more than a year later, he made an unspoken promise that your needs would never be neglected if he could help it. it didn’t matter to him if you wanted his fingers, mouth, or his heavy cock—you were gonna cum so hard that your ears were ringing and your vision went white, and you were gonna thank him for it. if you asked toji, he would say he didn’t have a preference for how he made you cum- as long as you were cumming all pretty for him, he was satisfied. in truth, however, he did have a favorite method of taking you apart.

toji’s tongue was something indescribable, the only words coming to your brain at the thought being ‘utterly fucking sinful.’ you didn’t even need him to eat you out for you to know that—you’d found out the first time he kissed you. he’d lick as far into your mouth as his tongue could reach, let it play with yours and slide across your lips and teeth.

when things started to progress, toji’s tongue was never left out of the picture. every new inch of your skin that was exposed to him would have his saliva on it in an instant, from the column of your throat to your stiffened nipples, all the way down the softness of your tummy and thighs. he treated your body like an ice cream cone, licking anything he could reach, biting and kissing marks all over the flesh. he never rushed, either, always licking and sucking as slowly as his heart—and cock—desired. he liked to savor you.

things only really begin to ramp up when he finally—finally—spread your thighs, leaning down between them to lick and suck and kiss the sensitive inner sides until they quivered around him. his eyes, dark and intense, would be on your own as he inched closer and closer to where you needed him. he’s so cruel, so slow and teasing as he continues to avoid your throbbing clit in favor of the junction of your thighs and hips to lick at the sweat beading there. he’ll keep it up until you’re begging, fingers knotting in his hair and sobs of his name falling from your tongue. he never said he was a nice man.

it isn’t his mouth that makes first contact with your sweltering cunt—it’s his spit. a fat glob of his saliva, warmer than the air but cooler than your flesh, lands on your clit and he watches so raptly, so immersed in the way it makes you twitch just slightly. he lets it fall like a landslide down the length of you, between your sticky little pussy lips, lower still until it reaches your hole. that’s when he makes his descent, nose pressed up against your clit as he wastes no time in getting his tongue inside of you. it’s so fucking sloppy, too—the way he makes out with your pussy. that sinful tongue fucking in and out of you, slurping up and down the expanse of your cunt, swirling around your clit- it’s all so filthy.

but this is toji we’re talking about, so things can always get filthier. and oh, they do. when he shoves your legs further up with his grip on your thighs, spreading you even further, you know exactly what he’s about to do but you have no will to protest. and even if you did, he wouldn’t listen because he knows it’d be a lie anyway. so when his slick, skilled tongue makes its way even lower, down to your other hole, you have no choice but to lie there and take it. he’s so unabashed with it, spitting on the twitching little ring of muscle before using his tongue to push it up into you. he doesn’t care how much you whine, cheeks hot as you tell him that it’s “so nasty, baby, please..not there” because you moan so fucking pretty right after that he knows you’re just talking- feeling embarrassed that you like it so much, that it feels so goddamn good. he doesn’t care because he’s going to lick the shame right out of you. he’s got his calloused thumb massaging circles on your clit as he sweeps his tongue in broad strokes, bottom to top and back again, and he can tell that you’re getting close because you always cum so hard, so quickly when he devours you like this.

it isn’t long before your teary eyes are squeezing shut and your hand in toji’s hair so tight it makes him groan against you, thighs spasming as he sucks and licks an orgasm out of you. he has to shut his own eyes, tongue still prodding your asshole while your juicy cunt sprays him with your essence. you try to catch your breath, staring down at the menace between your thighs but you’re left gasping. he won’t fucking stop. everything’s wetter and far more sensitive now and he knows this, plays it to his advantage to make you scream his name until your neighbors are filing noise complaints. and god, is he successful in that mission—stiffening his tongue so he can get it as deep inside of you as he can go, thumb circling your clit faster, with more pressure. you meet his hardened eyes as you shake your head, body trapped between fighting against the pleasure and leaning into it. but toji? he doesn’t give you a choice. it’s not up to you to deny the ecstasy he’s so generously trying to give you. so he keeps you locked in tight, sucking and licking and kissing on your sensitive little pucker until you’re shaking and crying for him again. and when you coat him in another flood of your cum, is anyone surprised?

>authors_note: i just finished writing this bc i felt so bad that i haven’t been able to post really in over a month 😭 i had to feed the whores—so here you go ! my first toji fic EVER, very short but i was itching to get something written and posted! this very well may be the last fic post of 2023! or….maybe it won’t be…👀

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[dr-spectre]

WE DID IT!!!!!!!

THANK YOU SO MUCH EVERYONE!!!!! This is such a big milestone. Halfway until 1000 followers... that's absolutely insane!!

This will be the last follower update until we reach 1000. But, I wanna share something special with you all and get rather personal...

So, about a year ago, I wanted to learn how to draw because I was feeling depressed about "not being productive enough." Basically I got sucked into the bullshit productivity self help stuff that wants to turn your life into a cold calculated work obsessed nightmare, rather than living in the moment due to fear mongering about the future and how "if you don't grind now you WILL be a failure and die alone and get no pussy." (No wonder I picked Team Present for the Grand Fest...)

Plus I dropped out of uni at the time and welp, to put it lightly, I was feeling fucking god awful and I was scared into basically "putting in the hard work" by all these self help channels and other bullshit online. Whatever the FUCK that vague shit means, my autistic brain still doesn't get it.

It was BY FAR the worst period of my life, but, at least I tried to do SOMETHING. And I wanna show you all some of the things that I drew last year....

This was between October 2023 to February 2024. I stopped drawing due to it causing me much frustration and anger.

So yeah! Uh... enjoy?

So.... not the best work you've seen, right? HAHAHAHAHA!

Would you freak out if I told you that I got upset and damaged a book and a fan because I got so mad at myself over not being able to draw or do anything right?...

I feel like this ain't for me, and you know what? That's okay! I've learnt that it's okay to try new things, it's okay to experiment and if shit doesn't work then it doesn't work. Plain and simple. It's perfectly fine to give up and try something else.

You are not a robot, you are a human being. Don't feel like you "gotta do something everyday otherwise you'll die alone and you'll be broke and you'll never be successful and you'll be forgotten!!"

Do feel pressured to feel like you have to "find your thing" or "be productive" or whatever kind of... heh.... BRAINWASHING you hear online.

I wanted to draw because I was jealous of others, including my friends who are skilled artists... and I did it for the wrong reasons which is why I stopped in February.

I am very happy that I've decided to actually focus on what i like doing and what gives me energy. A quote that has stuck with me for years now is a quote by Jordan Peele from an interview, and it's basically this-

"Follow the fun." And you know what? He's right. Following what gives you that good good boost of dopamine while also feeling like you're accomplishing something is one of the best feelings EVER!!!! Whether it's art, writing, modelling, sculpting, architecture, making music, acting, clay sculptures, etc. FOLLOW THE FUN!! FOLLOW THE SHIT THAT EXCITES YOU!!! I literally always have multiple projects spiralling around in my head all the time and cycling between them at every given moment.

I'm not even saying do only what makes you comfortable or be lazy either, do shit that makes you go "BRING IT ON!!!! I WANNA DO THIS!!!" Get that blood pumping!!! Challenge yourself fairly!!!! There's healthy and unhealthy stress. Healthy stress should make you feel like a fucking PREDATOR!!! AN ANIMAL ON THE HUNT!!! While unhealthy stress makes you feels like you're the prey, the one who's being chased by an unknown force that's out to get you!!

I feel like I'm kinda rambling... anyways!!! ENOUGH WITH THE INSPIRATIONAL BULLSHIT!!! THANK YOU ALL!!!!!! 99% of you have been awesome and incredible!!!

It's also been an honor to get to know so many people who feel the same way as I do about a certain squid lady and her best friends.... before I went onto tumblr I genuinely felt so alone and so insane. I felt isolated, I felt like no one saw these characters the way that I do... I thought my perspective of a certain squid lady and her rebel phase was invalided and false... But now I know that I have people who have my back and understand what I'm trying to express...

One final time, thank you. I'll keep going.

STAY FRESH!!!!!!!!!!

[tojisbbygworl]

Just Hungry - Vampire!Sukuna x Reader - Halloween Special

He knows that if he were human, those chocolate brown eyes would have sent him into cardiac arrest. Your full lips wrapped around his dick would have made him fall to his knees. You cute moans and pet names for him would have done him in good. He would have kissed you passionately, and told himself he wasn’t going to let anyone have this pussy. And he would have gotten that. He can see you wanted the same.

Naïve girl.

Tags: 18+, Smut, Public Sex, Cunnilingus, Blood Play kinda, Slight Angst, Sukuna Is An Asshole, Kinda Dark tbh

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author's note: HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!! Idky I just got the urge to write something for Halloween like I'm really in the Halloween spirit yall. So this is the result of that. I thought of it like a few days ago so I hope it's not too shitty lmaoooo Okay, enjoy!

There was something in the air that told him he was in for a meal tonight.

The wind was cold and uninviting, not that it bothered him. No, what was bothersome was that it was chasing many potential snacks indoors where it was warm. At least it didn’t stop any revealing costumes, these humans so desperate for attention and approval that it left them more than susceptible to his insatiable hunger.

Sukuna has made barrages of friends and acquaintances alike over the past 1000 years. This centuries group were party animals. It didn’t worry him that he couldn’t snatch a cute little thing off the street and drain her dry in an alley, the white haired one would find an event for them no doubt. He would just have to hunt there.

Halloween was undoubtedly his favorite holiday. He thoroughly enjoyed dressing up and schmoozing his way into someone’s good graces enough for them to let him pull them away into a secluded area. Of course, he could always compel, but where’s the fun in that?

And from the looks of it, he was going to have a lot of it tonight.

You were the only Daphne he’d seen tonight, and the cutest by far. Your real hair was dyed a blood orange, which added to how nice the costume was. He could tell from how loosely you were dancing, that you’ve had quite a few drinks and maybe something to smoke. He was going to continue scoping the scene before he made his decision, but the two of you locked eyes with each other. He thought there was no way you could see him well, but you looked him up and down, then turned back around to your friends.

You had no idea what you were getting yourself into.

Maneuvering through the crowd came easy. His large stature commanded space and anyone who didn’t understand that was simply moved. You would look back at him occasionally and he could smell the fear dripping off of you as he approached you. But, you didn’t stop dancing. In fact, you invited him with your eyes. He smirked, then grabbed your waist.

Fuck, you were making him hard. He pressed his growing erection against your short skirt. You gasped quietly. He heard your heart go a mile a minute. Your blood would be nice to sip on. And you smell so sweet when you’re dripping with arousal.

He pushed off of you almost as quickly as he pulled you into him then left into the crowd. You didn’t stay on the dance floor for long after that. He pretended not to notice, but he could see you meandering about, trying to cross his vision and hiding it as mingling. He bet you didn’t even know most of the people here.

He humored you for a bit, then he decided that he’d had enough of waiting for his meal. He caught eyes with you and watched as you jerked up in shock and turned around. He finished his drink and followed after you.

He didn’t feel you deserved a respectful greeting. The both of you were alone in the corridor where it was a bit quieter. He whistled. You turned around, like a good little pet. He beckoned you with his index finger. You came waltzing back down to him, eager for some attention.

You were too quick to leave with him for your friends to even get a word in. It doesn’t matter, they would never see him again. Maybe even you, depending on how sweet you tasted.

Aww, you poor, sweet, thing. Those girls in the party were the only people you knew here, you moved to this town only a couple months ago. You were so scared to come out to this party and hated being left alone. He wonders why you were so willing to be left alone with him. Maybe you were just another human whore.

You said that you trusted him. Ah. No. You were just naïve.

He loved the way your pupils shrunk when he grabbed your arm just a little tighter and piled you against his body. He took your hand and put it on his hard dick. “See what you did to me?” He didn’t even need to compel you, you were so entranced by his voice.

“I can fuck you wherever you want,” he continues, already reaching to pull off your clothes. It was the middle of the night on the city streets. Eventually, a car would pass. “Choose quickly or I’ll fuck you out here so everyone can see you.”

In your panic, you looked towards an alley way. You didn’t even look back as you grabbed his hand and began to drag him there. That was a personal favorite  for him. Easy cover, easy to dump a body if necessary.

He wasted no time pushing you face first against the wall and pulling your bottoms down. He kneeled down and planted his face in between your thighs. His tongue took one long lick from your clit and into your dripping pussy. You were fucking delectable. And the squeal you made left him starving for more.

It didn’t hurt that you were certainly one of the prettier humans he’d selected for dinner as well. He knows that if he were human, those chocolate brown eyes would have sent him into cardiac arrest. Your full lips wrapped around his dick would have made him fall to his knees. You cute moans and pet names for him would have done him in good. He would have kissed you passionately, and told himself he wasn’t going to let anyone have this pussy. And he would have gotten that. He can see you wanted the same.

Naïve girl.

Sukuna felt nothing as he thrusted into you, your back against the brick wall, legs around his torso. Your “yes daddy” and your “fuck that feels so good” does nothing for him. It’s not just that he’s heard it all before. You’re a human. You are inferior to him.

You should be writhing in pleasure when he fucks you. There’s no other man on Earth that could give you better dick than him. But there are billions of others just like you. Why bother?

Even as your eyes fill with tears as you cum all over him for the umpteenth time, he feels nothing. When he’s finally spent and he cums inside of you, he feels nothing. It’s only when he finally gets his reward, taking advantage of your debilitated state, and plunges his teeth into your damp neck that he feels satisfaction.

But then, you moan.

He stops and looks at you, a drop of blood running down his lip. You look almost drunk, the. You blink a few times and tense up. You must have been embarrassed. You had no reason to be. It was the sexiest thing you had done all night.

He leans back down slowly, and licks at the wound he made. You shudder in his hold and he bends his leg in between yours. Like the good fucking slut you are, you start to rock on his thigh getting more and more loose as he sucks on you.

You taste so fucking good right now. And you sound like a goddess. He can’t believe this turns you on. He wants this more. He thinks he needs it. Maybe…he’ll keep this human? Just…as a pet. Fuck, you sound too good to let go. He needs more of your blood. More of you. He grips your entire body in his large arms, groaning into you as his mouth drops red.

Sukuna doesn’t notice how long the two of you stayed that way, but you eventually go quiet and start to give out, and he finds himself carrying you in his arms with his head deep in your neck. Sukuna lifts his head up and sighs. He blinks a bit, his vision unusually out of focus. He catches his breath the looks down at you.

You were alive, but you were passed out. The only injury on you were his teeth marks. Those would heal. 

Or not. He truthfully couldn’t give any less of a fuck.

He stands up, turns around, and walks further into the dark alley leaving you on the ground for someone else, or something else, to find.

You were an interesting one. But, he got his fill. He was just hungry.

[modelbus]

I apologize if the 1000 followers event thing is closed, you can just ignore this 😅

But... Ranboo, Band, and Lion? (Or Soulmate or Western)(up 2 u lol)

(Ur writing is so good!)

Thank you!! I’m so sorry this is so late… If anyone guesses where the little photo thing is from, I will post Friday (I don't think y'all will get it!)

Pairing: Cc!Ranboo x Gn!Reader

Band AU - Lion

“The fuck are you two meant to be? Pussies?”

You crack an eye open to glare at Tommy for his remark. The blond’s face is painted blue, but unlike him you don’t feel the need to call him a blueberry or something stupid.

“Close your eyes.” Ranboo instructs you, and you quickly close them. He swipes the paintbrush over your eyelids gently, leaving behind cold paint.

“Seriously, why do you have whiskers?” Tommy asks again, louder.

“We’re lions. Well, he’s a lion, I’m a tiger.” You answer, licking your lips to wet them. The taste of paint hits your tastebuds, and you grimace.

“So you’re pussies.”

“We’re game cats—“ Ranboo tries, but Tommy only interrupts him.

“You’re pussies for our big Halloween show!”

Every year, your band performs a show on Halloween night. The fun part is that every member has to dress up as something — and has to fully commit to it. Hence the face paint.

This year, Tommy was an Avatar. One of the blue people from that long ass movie. He claimed it was a great movie, but you were still doubtful. Ranboo had talked you into being a game cat with him, although you declared yourself the tiger. And Tubbo was… something. He always hid his costume until the last second.

“Didn’t know you had a problem with pussies, Tom.” You remark, only to get nudged by Ranboo for daring to move and mess up his painting.

“What— I— I love pussies! Mmm! Give me all the pussies! Wait, no—“

“Stop while you’re ahead.” Ranboo recommends, still painting your face. “Good to go.”

“Does it look good?” You open your eyes, swiveling toward the dressing room mirror.

Staring back at you is an Oompa Loompa with black stripes. Ranboo had pained white around your eyes, and gave you whiskers, but you still somehow manage to look like you just came from Willy Wonka. At least the tiger costume should bring it together a little bit.

“Ran, what the fuck?” You ask, squinting at yourself.

“We didn’t have any other orange!”

“So you decided to commit to it?”

“Yes!”

You grab a new paintbrush, then take the face painting kit from him. “I’m going to fuck up your lion so badly.”

“I tried, at least.” He frowns back at you, but obligingly closes his eyes while you go in with the yellow.

“Tried to make it look bad, sure.”

Tommy walks around your chair to hover behind you, laughing as you work on painting Ranboo’s face. The yellow covers his entire face, except for his mouth area. That, you paint white. Then you use black for a nose and whiskers.

“Gorgeous.” You declare, setting down your brush.

“I swear to god, if you’re lying to me—“ Ranboo stops, staring at himself. “…hello sexy.”

“See? You’re one hot lion goddess.” You grin, self-satisfied. “The crowds are going to eat you up.”

“I’m hotter than Boob-head.” Tommy loudly declares, glaring down at you. “The crowd will agree with me. I’m the only hot one here.”

“You’re basically a Smurf.” You argue.

“A sexy Smurf! All the ladies will go mmm, papa Smurf. And it’s an avatar, you fucker.”

“Papa Smurf did have a chokehold on me.” Ranboo muses.

“Cause you’re a weirdo.” Tommy snorts.

“What the fuck are you all doing back here?” Tubbo’s voice cuts through the dressing room. “We’re meant to be ready!”

“Bullshit, we’ve got plenty of time! Check the clock!” Tommy points at the clock, and you squint at it.

“I— I think you’ve got the hands mixed up again.” Ranboo corrects him.

“Oh. Shit.”

“They’re difficult, I know.”

“Guys!” Tubbo shouts, finally stepping into the dressing room. “Let’s go!”

He’s painted blue. There’s a white beard stuck to his face, and a little red hat on his head. It only takes you second to realize he’s papa fucking Smurf.

You look at Ranboo. Ranboo looks at you. Tommy’s head swivels between the clock and Tubbo.

As if on cue, the three of you burst out laughing.

Tubbo stares at all of you. “What the fuck is so funny?!”

[xthescarletbitch]

nsfw headcanons || camila "la espada" montero x reader

18+, minors do NOT interact

cw: afab!reader, switch!camila/reader

word count: 1000

author’s note: if you know me, you know that miss espada is on my mind 25/8 (i mean, she is my wife). these headcanons have been in the works for about two years, my friends, and are not even all of them (i’ll share more if needed). i also tried to give myself some more smut-writing experience, so enjoy the blurb at the end. <3

espada is a top-leaning switch, but she’s also dominant as fuck. it’s not very often that she lets you top her, but when she does, she’s a power bottom, telling you exactly what to do and how.

espada practically lives between your legs with the amount of time she spends there. she gets so much pleasure from eating you out for hours on end, delighting in your taste. she’ll also kiss you with tongue afterward, urging you to taste yourself.

if espada’s head is not between your thighs, her fingers might be. she loves those passionate makeout sessions where her fingers are inside your panties, playing with your pussy. she just adores swallowing those moans of yours.

espada also likes it when your hand is down her pants during said makeout sessions. it’s often that you just get each other off as you suck face.

espada finds it hot when she fucks you with her clothes on while you’re completely naked—it just ignites something in her. skin-to-skin is still had plenty, don’t you worry.

espada also finds it hot when you call her papi.

espada likes the quickies because she doesn’t get a lot of time to fuck you nice and slow. when she does get the freedom, however, she takes her time. she’ll leave you completely satisfied either way.

espada gets turned on big time from begging. sometimes she’ll steer you in a direction where she wants to hear you beg for your release, and upon your successfully doing so, she’s happy to make you cum.

espada is the queen of coming up to you at camp, whispering something so dirty in your ear, and then just casually walking away as if nothing happened. she’d be lying if she said she didn’t think it was cute when you got all hot and bothered, and the tension it builds just fuels her.

espada loves some ass. she likes to slap and grab yours whenever she can, even if there are people around. she also likes to see it jiggle during sex and, as such, quite enjoys taking you from behind.

espada fucking packs, which is another way she’ll tease you around camp (do you see the pattern?). she’ll want you to sit on her lap around the campfire so that you know just what she has in store for you later. you know it’s on when she unbuckles that belt to reveal her package (PLEASE).  

espada loves when you suck the strap (here is something i wrote about that). oftentimes, she won’t fuck you with it until you’ve sucked her off well enough. she just loves to see you on your knees for her. 

espada will grunt and cuss during sex. you’ll hardly hear a moan from her, but she certainly wants them from you.

espada will smoke during sex. she’ll light a cigarette or two as she fucks you, being careful not to let any ash fall on you. her favorite is when she can just manspread on the couch, you on top, riding her, as she smokes her stuff. she’ll occasionally offer you a puff or two, but you’re too blissed out to be able to concentrate on anything other than your pleasure.

espada has a spit kink. she finds it incredibly hot to spit in your mouth and watch you swallow it as she fucks you in any position. she’ll also spit on your pussy before she sticks her strap inside of you to lube you up a bit more. 

while espada does prefer to use the strap over most other methods, she is also a big fan of the classic scissoring. it drives her crazy to be able to rub her wet pussy all over yours. she’ll grab you a bit tight as she grinds to make sure you both reach your orgasm–together.

speaking of riding out your orgasms together, here’s a little snippet i wrote:

you gasp as camila thrusts her strap inside of you at a particular angle, ensuring that she hits your g-spot while inside. her grip on your wrists remains tight as they are held above your head. your neck is open for her to litter as many kisses as she pleases, which she does throughout fucking you. as you feel something in your stomach grow tighter, you see camila’s face twist into pleasure—she’s close, too. her pace quickens and her grip tightens as she takes you both closer to your peak. a gasp escapes her own mouth as one of her hands releases yours and immediately goes to your hip, grabbing it to angle herself differently. now, each thrust of hers is hitting that pleasurable spot inside of you, causing your head to be thrown back, your eyes closed, and your mouth wide open in ecstasy. you open your palms to signal for camila to hold your hand, which she promptly does. she looks down at you, admiring the sight below, which gives her all the more motivation to keep going. “mírame,” she begs between breaths, which are now becoming heavy as she maintains her tempo. when your open eyes meet hers once more, you notice how engulfed they are with lust. she looks entirely enamored at this moment, and you almost don’t want it to end. you feel yourself tighten around her strap, and she feels it, too. your breathing becomes jagged. grunts and moans fill the air, getting louder and louder each time her strap passes the threshold. with one final nudge, camila leans down to clash your lips together, allowing your sounds to escape into each other’s mouths as you reach your climax. you kiss passionately, breathing still heavy, as she slows her pace, still bringing the strap in and out of you, making sure that she takes you for all you have. when your breathing finally levels and your chests are no longer heaving, camila pulls out of you and releases her lips from yours. she pushes herself up slowly, once again admiring the view that is you on her way up. with one small smile, she leans back down once more to plant a kiss on your forehead. “te amo,” she says. 

[kick-a-long]

My friend puts together end of the year album rankings. I asked him if I could share it here and it’s pretty awesome. Check it out.

Best Albums of 2024

1. MJ Lenderman - Manning Fireworks (A beach house up in Buffalo and a houseboat docked at the himbodome)

2. Rosali - Bite Down (Rosali and Jim Schroeder’s guitar explosions)

3. Waxahatchee - Tigers Blood (my spine’s a rotting 2x4)

4. Advance Base - Horrible Occurences (intruders and ghosts)

5. The Decemberists - As it Ever Was, So it Will Be Again (wait for the reapers to mow)

6. Geordie Greep - The New Sound (jazz rock for creeps)

7. Mount Eerie - Night Palace (winter on a vacation island)

8. Cindy Lee - Jubilee (geocities Twin Peaks)

9. Chelsea Wolf - She Reaches Out to She Reaches Out to She (goth metal trio hop)

10. Foxing - Foxing (Carson MTV, Bizkit NYE, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK)

11. Merce Lemon - Watch Me Drive Them Dogs Wild (seeds between all my teeth)

12. Jessica Pratt - Here in the Pitch (a decaying lost record)

13. Vampire Weekend - Only God Was Above Us (I Scream Piano)

14. Jack White - No Name (like a White Stripes)

15. The Smile - Wall of Eyes (like a Radiohead)

16. Blood Incantation - Absolute Elsewhere (Prog metal for waking)

17. Adrianne Lenker - Bright Future (sadness as a gift)

18. This is Lorelei - Box for Buddy, Box for Star (all fucked up)

19. Fontaines D.C - Romance (an inhaler for a panic attack)

20. The Lemon Twigs - A Dream Is All I Know (1 in 1000 beach boys imitations sound this good)

21. Glass Beach - Plastic Death (the soundtrack to Metropolis)

22. Beth Gibbons - Lives Outgrown (Portis-folk)

23. Los Campesinos! - All Hell (a psychic wound)

24. Katy Kirby - Blue Raspberry (cancer has entered the chat)

25. The Cure - Songs of a Lost World (a fragile thing)

26. Mannequin Pussy - I Got Heaven (loud bark, soft bite)

27. Hurray for the Riff Raft - The Past is Still Alive (two weeks just to catch the Buffalo)

28. Friko - Where We’ve Been, Where We Go From Here (Bright Eyes-core)

29. Being Dead - EELS (Godzilla Rises)

30. Magdalena Bay - Imaginal Disk (chill wave pop)

31. Father John Misty - Mahashmashana (an accidental dose with a drop of Imagine Dragons)

32. Arab Strap - I’m totally fine with it don’t give a fuck anymore (bliss?)

33. Cloud Nothings - Final Summer (reliable post-hardcore)

34. Cassandra Jenkins - My Light, My Destroyer (Sophisti-Kate Bush)

35. Tyler, the Creator - Chromakopia (intruder noid)

36. Tucker Zimmerman - Dance of Love (the idiot’s maze)

37. Christopher Owens - I Wanna Run Barefoot Through Your Hair (welcome back Chrissybaby)

38. Ben Seratan - Allora (screaming guitars)

39. Fred Thomas - Window in the Rhythm (a guitar left in the rain)

40. Jake Xerxes Fussell - When I’m Called (don’t place your affections on a green growing tree)

41. The Smile - Cutouts (like a Radiohead)

42. Young Jesus - The Fool (shit, I feel like a million bucks. I think I’ll take the bus down to New Orleans. Yeah I think I’ll buy some drugs)

43. Storefront Church - Ink & Oil (Scott Walker-core)

44. Parannoul - Sky Hundred (Korean shoegaze)

45. MGMT - Loss of Life (a bubblegum dog)

46. SUMAC - The Healer (Sludge Metal for sleep)

47. Julia Holter - Something in the Room She Moves (spinning these morning)

48. Haley Heyndrrickx - Seed of a Seed (a garden)

49. Sour Windows - Revival of a Friend (Midwest emo)

50. Dummy - Free Energy (Baggy Madchester)

[moira-mains-go-to-hell]

NSFW Overwatch Women Headcannons and Drabbles Part Two

Warnings/ Mentions: Bondage, Breeding Kink, Cum filled Strap on, Shower Sex, Cougars, a very uncomfortable stand off with Pharah, Wax/ Temperature play, Breath play, Hair Pulling, voyeurism, guided masturbation, experimentalism

Includes: Brigitte, Zarya, Mei, Ana, Sojourn, Sombra, Tracer and Symettra

Brigitte

Top, submissive. Does not like control.

Loves to be tied up and taken care of. Enjoys the size difference between the two of you. The fact that she literally bench presses your weight and more, but you bring her to her knees and make her beg to fuck you is such a big turn on for her

Breeding kink, she wants a big family. May not be able to give you one but she will sure fuck you like she can. She definitely has a cum strap that she begs to fuck you with.

You straddled her waist, book placed on her chest as her strap filled every inch of your pussy.

“If you keep moving it won’t get any better for you,” you glanced up at the larger woman, drinking in the pained look in her eyes as she struggled against her bindings.

“No more teasing, please! I was so good today,” her pleas made your chest feel warm. To hear her beg, just to please you, made any hardens you attempted to retain falter.

“Stop being cute, I’m trying to be mean,” you smirk down at her, closing the book and tossing it to the side. You undid the bonds around her wrists and immediately found yourself being flipped over, Brigitte’s form overshadowing your whole body.

“Don’t get too excited, I can put you right back where you were. Now, be a good girl and cum inside me.”

Zarya

Stone Top, like pharah, not all that into dynamics.

Into shower sex. Y’all are work out buddies, it’s definite to happen post work out as a “cool down”

Very into body worship. Your pleasure comes first and 100% focuses on that.

“Slow down, we just finished back and chest, no need to be so rough,” you smile as your back hit the tiled shower wall, your lips immediately being taken captive by the Russian in front of you.

“I know, but I just can’t help myself, you know what you do to me,” her hands went to your thighs, picking you up like you where made of air. You wrapped your legs around the larger woman, your arms making their way around her neck.

“Make it quick, we need to be at a meeting in 20.”

“I only need 10.”

Mei

Bottom, submissive. You would think she is the perfect sun but no, she is definitely a brat, and the sneaky kind too.

She definitely loves riling you up in public, knowing you can’t do anything till you get somewhere private.

As ironic as it is, she likes temperature play. Wax and Ice are common favorites of hers.

“How’s my favorite scientist?” You entered the EcoPoint lab with wide arms and a smile.

“She’s good but could be better,” you didn’t catch the mischief in her grin as she approached you, returning your gesture. Once in your embrace, she pulls you close by your neck, “i could be better with you inside me.”

Her blatant brazenness caught you off guard, it always did, “Mei!” You let go of her, smacking her shoulder lightly, “we are at work!”

Ana

Switch, Vers. She has been on this earth way to long to be picky, she enjoys connection within it more than anything but is down for anything.

I feel like she would have been wild in her younger years. Very dominant and would probably have left you speechless, but has grown a lot more mellow with her age. Now, will she pull some shit that would make your eyes widen every now and then? Yes, but that is just her in general.

She is a Cougar. 1000%. She would definitely say something like “your youth reminds me of my vitality” or something. Very sweet and caring.

You had just wrapped up a great session with Ana, going down stairs to grab her some water and a snack. You where clad in a robe and your undergarments, just trying to achieve the goal.

You could hear shuffling from the kitchen, prompting you to grab a gun from the hall closet as you moved forward. Rounding the corner you found a woman, probably no older than you making tea.

“Who the fuck are you?”

“Who the fuck are you?” You both drew your weapons and stood across from each other, “this is my apartment, how did you get in?”

“I was invited by my- no fucking way.”

“Oh shit… your Amari’s daughter? I- uh, you should go for like, 20 minutes.”

Sojourn

Top, Dominant. Her stamina is out of this fucking world.

Loves to pull hair, wraps it around her fist and pulls your head back.

Breath play. Lives for the way the color leaves your cheeks for a little bit.

You where face down, hips in the air as she drove her hips into yours.

“You are doing so well, let me hear you,” she ran her fingers through your hair, tugging your head up. The only noise to come from your mouth was a gritty moan, followed up with a shallow “yes.”

“That’s what I like to hear.”

Sombra

Switch-bottom leaning, vers. Likes to have fun when and where she can

Very much a voyeur. Facetimes you in the shower and is very blunt about her goals. Will text you if she hacks into your laptop, being a consensual perv.

Likes to take trips in public with remote vibrators, for the both of you. She makes a fucking game out of it.

From: Sombra

You know that outfit you picked out would look way better with the black turtle neck instead of the white.

You looked around the room and noticed your laptop camera blinking a light purple, signifying your girlfriend’s presence behind the screen. You gave a little wave to the camera and retrieved the aforementioned shirt.

“Better?” You picked up the rest of the outfit and held it against your form.

From: Sombra

Yes, now get to the show, I wanna see some ass.

Tracer

Switch-Top leaning, Vers-Dominant leaning.

Is extremely experimental. Loves to try new things.

Try’s to be mean and degrading but absolutely cannot.

“Love! Look what I brought home I thought we could try something new!” You watched from the couch as Lena pulled a variety of objects from the black bag she brought in.

“Lena, do you even know what those are for?”

“Nope, that’s the fun part isn’t it?” Her smile was so pure, but as she held up each item you couldn’t help but laugh.

“Yes, but if I’m the only one who knows what they do, I guess it will just be you in the swing, huh?”

“Wait this is a swing-“

Symettra

Stone Top, Dominant. I can see her bottoming, but I feel that she has a need for control that is unparalleled.

She has scienced hard light restraints to keep you from touching her. She will let you know when you can.

Like Sombra I feel like she is a voyeur, but like, not as down bad. Probably likes to watch you masturbate before she takes you, reminding you that not even you could make you feel as good as she does.

She sat on her knees at the end of your bed, soaking in the scene in front of her. Your legs where speed wide as you played with yourself, two fingers deep in your core as you attempted to make yourself cum.

“Please, baby, I need you. I can’t do it on my own,” a small grin grew on your dominant’s face as she made her way closer.

“Really? Because you where very emboldened to say otherwise earlier,” her hand cupped your cheek as she mocked your needy pleas.

“I lied! I need you so much, just please take care of me,” you would say anything to get her to cave, and she knew that, which is why she would take as much time as she wanted.

“I think you are doing just fine as of now, maybe in a couple more minutes.”

[candywife333]

Our Lord and Savior.........Garlic

TO RELEASE IN DECEMBER

[TEASER]

Pairing: 1000 year old arrogant vampire Jin x chubby reader (who is obsessed with garlic and Italian food)

Warning: explicit words used

I crept into the mortal's room. She was a horribly chubby little being that resembled an overstufffed turkey, currently snoozing away wrapped in her duvet. I tilted my head to take a better look at her, she really did look like she was a piglet in a blanket. Though I really hated the fat humans (due to what I considered to be their inferior taste) , this one really did intrigue me.

She smelled of peaches, vanilla, and rum. Strange combination that became slowly addictive to my senses. At least that's what my vampiric nose told me anyway. She was a prude. Completely covered in a long white cotton nightgown, and then again concealed by a comfy looking (but very inconvenient) blanket.

How the hell was I supposed to navigate this situation? I had dealt with extracting blood from modest humans in the past. But that was something like 200 odd years ago. I didn't particularly remember how I did it then, the technique was lost to me. The modern age had lent itself to the discovery of shorter night clothes leading to convenience for sucking blood.

The girl was surely not making my life any easier. Was it too much to ask for scantily clothed prey who I could slurp blood away from by the gallon?

As I got closer to her bed, trying to ascertain what angle to pierce her neck at, I heard sniffling and then a set of wide eyes sleepily fixing on my form.

Oh no!!! I was violating all the codes!! I could not under any circumstance be seen by a mortal. How did this mortal even open her eyes when I had bestowed upon her a sleep incantation?

I heard a squeal beneath me and saw the human scurry away from me, scared , as red as a tomato. She bellowing out , "GET AWAY FROM ME YOU VAMPIRE!!! BE GONE FROM MY CASTLE YOU IMPUDENT SCUM OF THE EARTH!! HEATHEN!! INFIDEL"!!

Why the hell was this girl acting like she was in the 18th century? What was this behavior? And this language was way too anachronistic, even for a vampire as old as me. Before I could respond to her accusations, she continued shrieking, " I SHALL CASTRATE YOU IF YOU COME ANY CLOSER"!

Ok, that for sure was a new and bold threat. Hadn't heard that one ever. She got points for creativity. She waved around a cross that was around her neck strapped to a thin gold chain. Well this was more typical of most religious victims I came across.

Then the girl proceeded to do something so unholy---even by my standards. Yes people, even I have standards as unlikely as it may seem.

So decrepit.

So unexpected.

She must be insane, that was the only explanation.

Even an immortal of my age had never seen this tactic before. She whipped up her night gown in a flurry, exposing her.....wet pussy to my eyes. For a second, I was confused by the exquisitely provocative sight.... till I caught the scent. The toxic scent of ..............garlic.

But the scent was emanating from her pussy?!!!! What type of sorcery was this?!!!

She hysterically cackled out, "GOT YOU, YOU DEMON! I ate so much garlic today from Olive Garden that you will rue your life, if you come too close to me. GARLIC BREATH AND GARLIC PUSSY SHALL BE THE END OF YOU, YOU EVIL CREATURE"!!!

I stood there confused. She was right about the garlic for sure. It definitely wasn't a preference of mine, along with ginger. But desperate times call for desperate measures. And I had never been one to turn down a meal. Clearly she had miscalculated.

[bylightofdawn]

I was checking out danmei on Amazon and trying to decide which series to pick up next. I have the first volume of Heaven’s Official Blessing which I picked up years ago and never finished. So I might pick that one up but I’ve been eying Peerless and Ballad of Sword & Wine.

But as I’m scrolling the suggestions Amazon is feeding me—why is there SO MUCH OMEGAVERSE BOOKS OUT THERE—I get served up this amazing looking cover.

I have 1000% percent seen this partial trope AND scantily clad lady adorn many a bodice ripper novel.

The fact we are now at a point in our society that we’re getting scantily clad men on pirate themed gay bodice rippers just heals something in my soul.

It looks so trashy and the cover is prolly AI art. But I can appreciate the author filling in a niche market for gay pirates who look like they stepped out of a Hugo Boss advert absolutely wrecking a twink who looks like HE stepped out of an Abercrombie & Fitch advert. 🤣🤣🤣

Or the fact Amazon is looking at my search for Chinese martial arts danmei and decided I needed gay pirates in my life.

And so much Omega fic…so so SO MUCH omegaverse. NGL my general ambivalence towards omegaverse has slowly morphed i to antipathy in the past year because it’s become so over saturated and sometimes it feels like I am drowning in slick and boy pussy when I want to read a good shameless smut fic.

EDIT: Also if anyone has any recs for danmei, please feel free to share them. I like some angst but I ultimately like a happy-ish ending. Which seems to be kinda rare in this genre. LOL. Like Remnants of Filth also caught my eye but I can tell from the description it’s one big whump train and I dunno if it ever lets up on the angst. Pffft

[decaydanceredacted]

Patrick’s twink death DILF bear birth was like Gandalf the Grey dying only to come back as Gandalf the White. Transformed by the powers that be into something too powerful for my pussy to take. When that 2019 Grammy’s photo dropped I was quaking in my boots and panties. Need him in ways that would put 1000 years of shame on my bloodline

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