#sleepy composer…

[ellioteoflorule]

(4/26-28/2024) various doodles

[dataframe]

cang qiong's friendly forgemaster ^_^

[ID: Lineless Scum Villain fanart featuring Wei Qingwei leaning against the frame of the drawing, smiling with his sword drawn and thrown over his shoulder. He wears an orange/purple half-sleeve hanfu style with red accessories and is portrayed with healed burn scars across the right side of his face, stubble, and a prosthesis for his left arm. His hair is tied into a loose ponytail over his shoulder. END ID.]

[kandavers]

Quick off the top of your head: What is the singular best physical and/or emotional trait you love from your favorite LADs LI?? gooooo 🏃‍♀️ (for you: special rule applies- polycule edition :D don't have to pick one hehe)

For Xavier, I definitely love his big tummy ♡ He gets insecure about it sometimes but we're always here to assure him we eat that shit up 🤤🤤🤤 I love that he's super freaky but theres more to his personality that just the freaky part (and it makes me a little sad that a lot of people just boil him down to that). He loves to eat yummy food and he's your #1 yummy food enabler. "should i get yogurt today?" yes you should "but i had yogurt yesterday" so? you still should. and then you both have yogurt together.

For Sylus, his physical trait that I love the most is his nose, I think its really pretty the way it curves like that. And I think I hallucinated his personality because when I'm with him in game he's just one of those cliched aloof and mysterious dommy zaddy tropes ??? 💀 (not a bad thing; more power to the people who are into that) but I like to sprinkle in a little flavour in him so now he has a funnier personality and he gets angry AND EXPRESSES it easier!! Yes, he is a little pathetic, yes, he will kick the coffee table bc he stubbed his toe on it.

For Rafayel, I love love love his pretty eyes! His eyelashes are so luscious and his pupil colours are so pretty!!! I actually love his original personality in the game. He's already this petty diva, and in my portrayal of him I only exaggerated that part of him a little bit. I like to make Rafayel and MC really mean to each other because when Rafayel goes low MC goes lowER and I'm really obsessed with that dynamic. They are madly in love with each other.

Bonus Zayne!!! Oh man, I really love her face, like all of it. Often times she had this kind of smoulder or like >:| face going on, with the furrowed brows and its so, so, so adorable. She has Resting Grumpy Face and I'm here for it. For her personality, although this is only my headcanon and its not canon in game (as far as i know) but i love how she's often "i'm too employed for this" and she doesnt gaf about anything else other than her job and MC. Its always funny that no matter how many times MC talks about her polycule, Zayne would just misremember them anyways. Rory, Xanthan and Sawyer? Or what was it... Rylan, Xander and Samuel? Idk.

[rooatgumpoint]

Here his skin with the different effects… I prefer the voyage accessory because the blue goes well with the green color of his coat but the purple from the baton accessory is fitting for the splashes of color on his coat too

Miscellaneous pics with different poses and emotes because he’s pretty and I like him

[darabeatha]

i think I could fix salieri

[widowshill]

that post has me thinking about how I do think it’s interesting that cassandra takes advantage of roger’s need for affection/physical desire/general availability in order to get closer to barnabas and ultimately doesn’t think about roger much at all — other than perhaps a persistent inconvenience. but it becomes annoying to me that the writers share that perspective and he’s no more a plot device to them than he is to angelique

[pr4yerp0sition]

      THERE   IS   A   MOMENT   OF   TREPIDATION,   the   happy   sounds   of   laughter   &&   those   who   radiate   mirth.   A   stranger   amongst   the   living,   this   serene   like   environment   causes   him   to   feel   discomfort,   elongated   digits   slowly   tapping   against   the   pristine   fabric   coated   on   his   knee.   The   favored   lamb   is   gone,   tending   to   what   artificial   needs   are   given,   a   doting   big   brother   with   a   father   to   match.   This   flavor   of   cruelty   was   enough   to   cause   a   shift,   dull,   murky   eyes   that   gaze   upon   the   steaming   black   brew,   silently   lifting   it   to   embrace   a   semblance   of   warmth.   “Did   you   grow   tired   of   the   antics   for   one   evening?, @achroanimus”   faintly,   a   small   caress   of   a   smile,   his   gaze   shifting   upwards. 

          “It’s   unsettling   isn’t   it?   The   dreamlike   nature   of   it   all   or   perhaps   I   am   growing   into   a   cynical   old   man”  

[fatelcved]

“ i’m not gonna stay up till 2 ” then why am i still awake at 1 😭

[hiswrlds]

Found this music box cover for Your Flame and got sO upset thinking of Sonic singing an acoustic version of it while having a moment for himself during his time on Starfall Islands, only to eventually get surrounded by chittering curious audience of kocos

[guccigarantine]

finished palisade 22 but at what cost….

[heatherfield]

[x]

Knowing a fic author through AO3 is like attending someone’s thesis presentation and politely clapping at the end, knowing a fic author through this hellsite is like going over to their house at 3AM to watch them eat mayonnaise out of a jar

[kaiist]

𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐃𝐄𝐄𝐏𝐒𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐄 ⋯ 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐀𝐘 “𝐋𝐄𝐓’𝐒 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐎𝐔𝐓” 𝐓𝐎 𝐇𝐈𝐌

𝐗𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐄𝐑

Xavier’s expression shifts subtly—a change most wouldn’t notice, but you’ve learned to read him. His dark eyes focus entirely on you, any trace of his usual sleepiness vanishing instantly.

“That’s dangerous, giving me cues like that,” he murmurs, his voice low and unchanged in tone despite the intensity behind his words.

He closes the distance without warning, one hand cupping your face while the other slides around your waist, pulling you against him. There’s something possessive in the way his lips claim yours—deliberate and unhurried, yet leaving no room for retreat.

Time seems irrelevant as he deepens the kiss. For someone who typically appears so detached, his actions speak volumes, betraying the emotions he reserves only for you. When you attempt to pull back for air, he follows, unwilling to break contact.

“Not yet,” he whispers against your lips, his breath warm. “I’m not done with you.”

𝐙𝐀𝐘𝐍𝐄

Zayne sits at his desk in his home office. He looks up, dark eyes meeting yours over the rim of his glasses. Without a word, he removes them carefully, placing them beside his laptop.

“I suppose I’m due for a break,” he says, pushing back from his desk.

He stands and gestures for you to come closer. When you reach him, his hands find your waist, guiding you against the edge of his desk.

The kiss starts measured, methodical—like everything else he does—but quickly deepens with underlying hunger. His fingers trace up your spine, cradling the back of your neck with surprising tenderness.

“Fifteen minutes,” he murmurs in between kisses. “That’s all I need to refresh before returning to these reports.”

But the way he pulls you closer, the subtle sweetness on his tongue from the candy he keeps hidden in his desk drawer, suggests he might extend his break after all.

𝐑𝐀𝐅𝐀𝐘𝐄𝐋

The afternoon light streams through the studio windows, casting golden hues across Rafayel’s canvas. His pauses, his paintbrush hanging suspended above vibrant blues and greens.

A smile spreads across his face as he sets his palette down. “And here I was thinking I’d need to convince you to distract me today.”

Paint-stained fingers carefully return the brush to its holder before he steps down from his step ladder. He allows you to make the first move, watching with fascination as you approach.

“For inspiration’s sake,” he whispers as your lips meet, though the way his breath catches suggests it’s more than artistic motivation driving him.

He lets you set the pace initially, responding to your lead with appreciative hums, his hands roaming your body. Then, something shifts—he’s in control.

“Beautiful,” he murmurs against your neck, fingers finally tangling in your hair.

His kiss deepens—wild and untethered, like he might disappear with the tide if not anchored to this moment with you.

𝐒𝐘𝐋𝐔𝐒

“What a bold request,” Sylus says, making no move to stand. Instead, he pushes his chair back slightly from the table, eyes never leaving yours. “If that’s what you want, come here and take it.”

The challenge in his voice is clear—he wants you to approach him, to claim what you desire. As you cross the room, his expression remains composed, though a certain hunger darkens his gaze.

When you settle onto his lap, his hands rest lightly on your hips, neither pulling nor pushing. “Well?” he prompts, the ghost of a smirk playing on his lips. “You made the request. I’m merely accommodating it.”

You initiate the kiss, setting a tentative pace that he follows without trying to accelerate. He restrains himself—a calculated decision to let you lead while he receives. Only when you deepen the contact does he respond in kind, his composure slipping just enough to reveal how much he’s been holding back.

“Good,” he breathes against your lips. “Now, show me what else you want.”

𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐁

The moment the words leave your mouth, Caleb’s expression darkens. He reaches past you to lock his bedroom door, the click echoing in the sudden silence.

“You’re not going anywhere,” he says, voice dropping lower as he backs you against the wall.

His lips find yours with urgent precision, one hand braced against the wall while the other cups your face. The kiss is consuming—a clear message that now that he has you, he won’t be letting go anytime soon.

You stumble backward as he guides you through his room, neither of you willing to break contact. Your back hits the wall next to his desk, and he cages you in with his arms, lips never leaving yours except for the briefest moments to catch your breath.

“Been thinking about you all day,” he confesses against your neck, voice ragged. His lips remain possessively on yours throughout the close-distance trip to his bed.

“Mine,” he whispers, pulling you down with him.

Another post upcoming for today 😼

[tickleinvaforums]

Who is the most famous person in the world? Johnny Depp is the most famous person alive today. He initially came to film prominence as the titular character of Edward Scissorhands. And later found box office success in roles such as Ichabod Crane in Sleepy Hollow, Jack Sparrow in the Pirates of the Caribbean film series, and Willy Wonka in Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. Fame is often defined by how many people have heard of someone, but there are many famous people today across fields. Here are some famous people: Johnny Depp: Actor, producer, and director who starred in Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street in 2007. Elisabeth Waldo: Violinist, composer, and conductor was born in June 1918 and is still alive today. Oprah Winfrey. One of the most powerful celebrities in the United States according to Forbes.

[oreo-creampies]

'𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠'

𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 • Ever the light sleeper Toji quickly wakes up to you slipping the covers off him. His ire turns to interest when you divulge your lewd intentions of sucking his cock.

𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐡 • 2.6k

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 • pwp, cock drunk!reader, pussydrunk!toji, oral (giving), praise, sucking toji's balls, daddy, mama/good girl/princess, thigh riding, some begging, dacryphilia, no prep, light pain kink, heavy size kink - toji is a beefy man with a big daddy cock, some choking, creampie, hints of mind break, squirting, some mirror sex, toji is so soft for you and is fucking you like he hates you

Quietly setting down Toji's bitter, black coffee on your side table. You climb into bed, carefully slipping your comforter, revealing Toji’s chiseled, fat pecs, and his deeply contoured abs.

Toji grabs your blanket, grumbling, shifting from his side onto his back. You freezing, waiting for Toji to settle and his grasp to loosen. Seconds trickle by of you freely admiring him.

His thin, dark eyebrows furrowed above narrow, almond-shaped eyes. Which are lightly lined by his ever-present dark circles. Dark, bold hickeys trail between Toji's sharply defined clenching jaw and prominent collarbones. There are more scattered on his pecs.

Loosening his grip, slipping his hand beneath his pillow. Sleep roughens Toji’s deep and otherwise smooth voice. “Whatcha ya want?” Opening his eyes, a beautiful shade of emerald green. Toji's lips scar deepens with his sleepy, cocky half-smirk.

Desperately mewling, “Need you Daddy.” Gliding your fingertips down his hard abdomen. “I’m soaking through my panties, been thinking of your cock since I woke up. Couldn’t keep my hands to myself much longer.” Gathering your comforter to the side by the wall and window.

Toji pushes himself up, stuffing more pillows behind himself. You settle between Toji's muscular thighs, whilst he reaches for his coffee. "How badly does my future baby mama need me? " You push aside the curtains of your bedside window. Showing the forest composing your backyard.

Casting golden light across the bed. Gliding your fingers along the deep middle line of Toji's abdomen. Tracing down towards his v-line, whilst he sips on his coffee. Grasping Toji's heavy cock, too thick for your fingers to wrap around.

You croon, "You've been pressing your naked body against me all night. Been driving me crazy Daddy. Need you so badly I can't think of doing anything else but being your cum-filled cock-sleeve." Holding him upright, kissing the ridged line of Toji's cockhead whilst fondling his balls.

Gliding his fat head into your mouth, swirling your tongue. Toji falters, groaning, "That's it princess. You're hot, wet mouth 's so good. Fuckin' take Daddy deeper, know ya can." Bobbing your head, taking most of Toji’s heavy, fat cock. One of his thick veins glides along your flattened tongue.

Relaxing your mouth, deep-throating most of Toji. Swirling your hand around the rest you can't fit. Groaning his hips buck from the vibrations. You gently massage your fingers into his warm, squishy balls.

There's a clink of the mug hitting the side table. Looking up at Toji's handsome face. A crease forms between his thin furrowing brows. His lips form the perfect o. Your pussy throbs from Toji's raw groans, and breathy, deep moans.

"Ngh fuck princess! Deep throat Daddy's cock. Good girl, you're so fucking sexy." Hungrily watching you with emerald eyes.

Jerking his hip, trying to follow your lips as you slide him out with a pop. Gliding, twisting your fist along Toji's veiny, thick cock. Swiping your thumb over his head, smearing his pre-cum.

You croon, "You're leaking so much Daddy, your balls must be full of so much cum." Letting go of Toji's balls, wrapping your lips around him. Swirling your tongue around his fat, warm sack. Pumping your fist faster, as Toji digs his heels into your bed.

Groaning with a mouthful of Toji's balls. "Gonna give you every drop princess. After I finish my coffee I'm going to stuff your beautiful soaking wet, little cunt." You let go of Toji's balls, kissing them.

Protesting, "You haven't even taken more than a few sips." Holding Toji's heavy cock upright, spitting on his cock. Slipping your head between your thighs. Gliding your fingertips through your wet lips. Gathering your slick which you smear on your clit with each stroke.

Toji rests his large, heavy hand on top of your head, rhetorically wondering, "How can I? I'm too busy enjoying your hot, wet, pretty mouth on my cock and balls." You're suckling his cockhead, the salty taste of Toji's pre-cum coating your tongue.

Gliding him deeper into your mouth. Gagging, your throat squeezes his cock. Thrusting his hips up, pushing your head down. Forcing the last two, fat inches of his cock into your mouth.

Rubbing your clit faster, choking on Toji's cock getting you off. Tears blur the sight of Toji's pleasure-drunk expression. Earning a deep, raspy moan from Toji,

"Wanna see those pretty tears, cry for me, princess. Cry 'cause Daddy's cock is too big for your little mouth." Holding your head still with both large hands. Toji splays his fingers out, reaching your temple and your jaw.

Planting his feet on the bed, fervently thrusting his hard cock into the wet, warmth of your mouth. Spit drips down your chin. Trembling from the pleasure of rubbing your clit.

Toji groans, "That's it mama." Whilst fat tears trickle down your face, dripping onto him. Pulling you off his cock, grasping his length, pumping it with his large fist. Your breathing is heavy, as quick as you try to steady before divulging,

"Need you to fuck me till I squirt! I wanna cum so hard on your cock. Daddy you always make my pussy feel so good, it's so much better when you make me cum with your cock." Toji lightly taps his cock on your lips.

"S' that right princess? Do you need to cum on Daddy's cock?" You lightly press one finger after another into his squishy balls. Repeating the process at a steady, smooth pace.

You eagerly plead with Toji, "Wanna be full of Daddy's cock and cum. Please let me cum on your fat, veiny cock." Toji grabs his coffee as you glide his cock deep into your throat. Groaning before he could take a sip.

Pulling you off his cock, insisting, "If you want more of my cock then you're gonna have't be a good girl for me and ride my thigh. Put on a beautiful show n' let me see how stunning you are cumming while I drink my coffee." You slip his cock out, which falls onto his balls with a soft plop.

Leaning forward, kissing his cheek. Splaying your fingers on his chest, groping his fat pecs. You straddle his thigh, whilst reassuring him with,

"I'll be good and clean up my mess afterward." Toji grabs your hip, encouraging you to grind your clit on his brawny thigh, smearing your slick on his thigh. You're mewling and moaning with every shift of your hips.

Toji groping your cheek, letting you set your own zealous pace whilst keeping you steady. "You going to lick my cock clean after I make you squirt mama?" Holding onto Toji's muscular bicep digging in your nails.

Sliding your other hand down his abdomen, towards his cock slipping your hand underneath, cupping his balls. "Cock and balls, won't miss a single spot Daddy." Lightly fondling them in your palm.

Toji kisses your forehead. "That's my good girl." Rocking your hips faster, desperate for that tingling high of cum. Leaning forward putting more pressure on your sensitive clit.

He glides his large hand up from your ass, over your hip. "You're hot grinding your super soaker pussy on my thigh. Can't wait to have your soft little cunt gripping my cock, making such a mess." Caressing up your side to your breasts. Swiping his thumb over your nipple.

There is a pleasurable from the roughness of his finger. Calloused from years of fighting, and labor on your soft nipple pushing you closer towards cumming. "I want your cock right after this, I don't care if it's too much. I need to feel you fucking my cervix. Nnng Daddy fill my soaking cunt with more cock than I can handle." Toji's cock is drooling pre-cum onto your hand.

Grasping his head, swirling your thumb over his wet head, smearing his pre-cum around. Whilst Toji takes a huge gulp of his coffee. Lightly wrapping his thick fingers around your neck.

You mewl one last plea, "I'll be a good girl and take it all! I'm so close please fuck me Daddy!" Pushing the last bit of air out of your lust. Whilst he gradually applies pressure to your neck.

Toji flexes his thigh, the muscles hardening underneath your clit. Any cries you wouldn't he stifles, leaving you soundless with your mouth hanging open. Your eyes roll back as intense ecstasy overwhelms you as you cum.

Roughly setting his mug down, Toji snaps, "Fuck the rest of my coffee. Have't fuck your beautiful ass now." He pushes you off his thighs. Pinning you to the bed as you thoughtlessly, instantly spread your legs for him.

Rutting his hips, rubbing your clit with his fat, warm cockhead. "Good girl, spreading your legs so quickly for me." Lining himself up, "Gonna make you my baby mama." Loosening his grasp as he thrusts his cock past your puffy lips.

Clenching down on him, your pussy barely spreading to let him in. "I fucking love it when she's too tight to let me in, all sensitive and sloppy from cumming." Grabbing your thighs, pressing your folded legs to the mattress in a firm mating press. Toji leans his weight onto you, gliding himself deeper with a harsh push.

Mewling, "Too big, don't stop." Holding onto Toji, scratching his back, pulling his hair.

He grunts, "Your squishy, beautiful little pussy just barely fits me. Want me to fuck her loose with my fat cock till you're dripping my cum?" You can acutely feel every puffy vein, along with the ridged bump of his cockhead. Gliding along your g-spot, the heaviness of his cock gives just the right amount of pressure.

It's too erotic, his raspy, deep groans, your squelching cunt, and the slapping of skin. The weight of his heavy balls hitting your cheeks. Whilst his navel swipes your clit with every thrust.

Squeezing his fat cock with your soaking wet cunt. Toji trembles, his cocky smirk dropping into an o. "Oooohhh fuck! Fuck! Princess your beautiful little cunt is too much." Leaning back, swiping your clit with his thumb. Coaxing you towards cumming towards quickly cumming again. Tingling pleasure spreads from your clit, seeping throughout your body overwhelming you.

Babbling, mewling, "Wanna cum! Wanna cum! Needa cum! Daddy! Don't stop!" Toji keeps his rough, quick pace, steady. "Right there!" You're pussy throbs around him. Bursts of intense ecstasy from his cock head rutting against your squishy cervix building a heavy wet pressure.

"You're getting so close she's quivering around me. Cum on your Daddy's cock like a good girl." Those words have you gushing. "Nng love how I can make your pussy cum so quickly." Stroking your clit, fucking you through your high. As you mewl,

“I love you too Daddy!” Quickly Toji pulls out, his muscular frame trembling. Half smirking at you, his green eyes lush with adoration. Whilst he breaths,

“Shit princess! You can't make me cum just yet. Don’t want to stop fucking your hot, squelching little cunt. I fucking love ya so much princess, gonna make me cum saying that shit to me.” Flipping you over, pulling your hips up, and spreading your legs.

Lining himself up, tightly grasping your throat, pulling you back to meet his harsh thrust. “What did you do to me mama? Got me going all soft for you and your little pretty super soaker.” Slapping both your cheeks, jerking away from every heavy, stinging slap.

His hand around your throat keeps you from running away. "You're gonna be a good girl for me and take it." Wrapping his arm around your waist. "Can't run away from me if I hold your ass in the air and fuck my cock into your sweet little cunt." With ease Toji slips off the bed, holding your body to his, his cock buried deep in your cunt.

Holding you in front of your vanity mirror. "You're going to watch how good your little pretty cock sleeve takes my cock." Your pussy flutters at the blurry sight of your smaller body pinned to Toji's brawny sculpted muscular one.

Air trickles into your lungs as Toji lets go of your neck. He grabs you're the back of your thighs, spreading your legs apart. Your pussy flutters from seeing Toji suspending you in a mating press.

There is a thick ring of your juices gathering at the base of Toji's cock. Your face is wet with tears, whilst the inside of your thighs is slick. Matching Toji's glimmering wet cock and balls.

Admiring Toji fervently fucking his cock into your soaking wet cunt. You're beautiful, trembling in his grasp. Wearing a love-drunk, adoring expression akin to his.

"We look so good together don't we princess? Look at what a beautiful mess you are, drunk on my cock." Quickly you wind your arms around him, slipping a hand into his hair. Holding onto him, as Toji's pace gradually picks up momentum.

Fucking his cockhead into your plushy cervix. As if trying to push past into your guts. Toji is so achingly handsome. Pulling himself out till his head is making your lips puffy with his head. Too fat to slip out easily.

Rocking himself deep into your cunt with a loud squelch. It's mouthwatering watching Toji's veiny, pale cock gliding past your lips. The sight of him is nothing compared to how he feels inside of you.

Heavy, thick, soft, hard you could tell the placement of every thick vein whilst he balls deep inside. The part you can't help but obsess over the most is the soft texture of Toji's cock rubbing your sensitive pussy contrasts with how rock-hard he is when you clamp down.

You mewl, "Harder daddy! Fuck me harder!" Prompting him to pin you to the bed. Grasping your ass, which hangs off the bed. Keeping you in a mating press, trapping your legs with his weight as he leans over you.

Toji plants his feet harshly rutting himself into you. Grabbing your hair, pulling your head back, kissing you roughly. Parting your lips, he slips his tongue past, tasting of bitter coffee.

Groaning into Toji's mouth. Getting off on how primal it is to be pinned, spread, and fucked into, unable to wiggle away. He breaks the kiss, drunken confessing,

"Mmnn princess, I fucking love you so damn much. So beautiful, sweet, soft, and wet, I love you so fucking damn much. That's it princess I got ya, gonna spoil you, give you everything you want." Your bed protests, creaking, threatening to break.

You're drunk on Toji, he's everywhere saturating your senses. "Too much!" Breathing in Toji's musky scent of lingering the Sauvage cologne you bought him with his money.

All you could feel is Toji's warm, muscular body pressing against yours. His large hands are on your hips, sinking into the soft crease of your hip.

His cock is too hard, fucking your plush cervix, pain underlines the pleasure. Clawing at the sheets trying to help you psychically comprehend the intensity of Toji. He lets go of your hips, his weight keeping you from running away from his harsh, quick thrusts.

Grabbing your wrists, pinning them above your head. Propping his foot up on the edge of the bed gives Toji a better angle to thrust deeper inside you. His cockhead bruises your cervix with every harsh, quick, bed-rocking thrust.

Toji is fucking you like he hates you and simultaneously groaning sweet nothings. "Princess you're doing so good taking my cock. Relax mama, Daddy 's gonna take care of you. You can take my cock like a good girl." You're squirting on him, thick slick trickling down your thighs. Coating Toji's throbbing cock and drenching his heavy balls.

One of his veins pulses seconds before warm creamy cum trickles inside you. Fucking you through his peak, smearing his cum. "Goddamn mama that was a lot for me good girl." Kissing the top of your head, wrapping your arms around him.

Toji insists "Lemme hold ya whilst I go soft, then eat some breakfast.” Toji grabs your hips lifting you off your bed. Climbing onto the bed settling by the window with his cock buried in you.

formerly oreo-creampie

[kxsagi]

it’s may first! ^^ can i request a fic with bllk characters having cuteness aggression for the reader? maybe with isagi, nagi, sae, rin, and others?

“𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧(‘𝐭) 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐭”

a/n: yesss i genuinely apologize if this came off as repetitive 😭

ft. isagi yoichi, nagi seishiro, itoshi sae, itoshi rin, mikage reo, bachira meguru, chigiri hyoma, karasu tabito, kaiser michael, ness alexis, shidou ryusei, niko ikki, hiori yo

isagi yoichi

it starts with him thinking he’s normal. 

he’s like “yeah my girlfriend’s cute” all smiley and in love… until you do something heinous like wear his oversized jersey with messy hair and rub your sleepy eyes. 

next thing you know, isagi’s clutching a pillow, jaw clenched like he’s trying not to explode. 

“you’re so–AHHHH–I’M GONNA LOSE IT I SWEAR ON MY SOUL.” 

grabs you and buries his face into your neck while yelling into it like you just scored a hat trick. 

“stop being so cute it’s pissing me off!!!” 

his form of cuteness aggression is hugging you like a koala until your lungs collapse. 

nagi seishiro

says “meh” but he is screaming internally. 

you do anything mildly adorable, like kiss his cheek and walk away humming, and he just freezes. buffering. overheating. 

“ugh. i wanna squeeze you like a mochi. until you pop or something.” 

gently squishes your cheeks like he’s testing the elasticity of his favorite plush toy. 

he actually doesn’t know what to do with himself when you wear his hoodie. he lies face-down on the couch whispering “i’m gonna bite her.” 

and he does. softly. to your shoulder. out of love. 

itoshi sae

looks calm. he is not calm. 

“you’re doing it again.” 

you blink innocently. “doing what?” 

“looking like that. with your stupid little smile and your stupid cute face and–i can’t deal with this right now.” 

threatens to punt a chair across the room while pinching your cheeks violently (but lovingly). 

he does bite. it’s controlled. calculated. usually on your arm or your hip. 

tells you with a deadpan expression, “you make me want to chew cardboard.” 

you laugh. he sulks. “stop giggling. you’re making it worse.” 

itoshi rin

thinks he’s above it until you do something sickeningly soft. 

like holding a stray cat with a baby voice. or smiling in your sleep. or calling him “rinnie” in public. 

his whole body glitches. twitching eye. twitching jaw. 

“i’m going to bite you. i’m not kidding. i feel violent.” 

stares at you like you’ve committed crimes against his sanity. 

grabs your face and grumbles about how you should “come with a warning label.” 

sulks under a blanket after. sends you a text from the same room: “why are you so cute. this is my 13th reason.”

mikage reo

shameless. will say out loud in a crowded room: “you’re literally too cute. i’m gonna slam dunk you into a pillow and never let you out.” 

squishes your cheeks like they’re made of mochi, buries you in kisses, threatens to bite your nose. 

you trip over something and he’s like “oh my gosh–AHHH–you’re so cute when you’re clumsy i hate you i love you.” 

tells nagi “if she keeps being adorable i’ll explode into confetti and die smiling.” 

kisses you mid-sentence just to cope. he can’t handle your laugh. 

bachira meguru

LITERALLY growls. like a chihuahua. 

“ghhhHHH, baby stop, STOP i can’t take it–WHY ARE YOU SMILING LIKE THAT–” 

full-on vibrating with aggression and adoration. 

grabs you like you’re a teddy bear and spins you around because he has too much cute energy and it needs to come out somehow. 

you could yawn and he’d be like “NOOOOO, stop being cute it HURTS.” 

considers biting your thigh like a goblin. asks permission first. 

chigiri hyoma

the most composed about it… at first. 

you’re used to his little hums of “so pretty” or “you’re adorable.” 

but then you do something extra cute. like falling asleep while waiting for him to get home. 

and he’s like “… i could throw you across the room and then kiss you after.” 

will actually growl into a pillow and blush like a cartoon character. 

mutters “you’re so cute it pisses me off” while braiding your hair or painting your nails. 

refuses to elaborate. you just get a glare and a forehead kiss. 

karasu tabito

he thinks he’s soooo smooth and composed but the moment you giggle at one of his dumb jokes? 

he’s gripping the back of his neck like, “nah, cause you did that on purpose. you want me to die. admit it.” 

covers his face with his hoodie, groaning dramatically. 

“you’re cute in a way that makes me want to scream into traffic.” 

when you pout at him? immediate jaw-clench. physical pain. 

aggressively kisses your forehead like he’s trying to exorcise the cute out of you. 

tells you he’s gonna put you in a glass box so no one else can witness your evil adorableness. 

kaiser michael

he's the definition of “i’m gonna bite you out of love.” 

he gets a twitch in his eye when you do literally anything. 

you say “i missed you” in your soft little voice and he short circuits like, “i could throw you out the window and catch you just to kiss you again.” 

“why are you like this. why are you soft and cute and… ugh!!” 

flops face-down on your lap groaning into your thighs like you’re ruining his life. 

you do your hair in braids and he loses it. grabs your face. threatens to bite your ear. 

“you make me wanna bark. it’s humiliating.” 

ness alexis

the king of “i love you but i also want to scream into a wall” energy. 

he just folds every time you do something small and sweet like reaching for his hand or laughing at his dorky jokes. 

his knees buckle. he makes little squeaky noises. 

“you don’t understand. i physically cannot take this much cuteness in one person.” 

face in his hands, peeking through his fingers like you’re the sun and he’s a fragile victorian child. 

mumbles into your shoulder: “you make me wanna scream into a jar and throw it into the ocean.” 

shidou ryusei

he literally bites. you’ll be cuddling and he’ll chomp your shoulder like a gremlin. 

“you’re cute. shut up. i hate it. i wanna fight god.” 

will squeak like an animal when you do something gentle, like fixing his hoodie strings or brushing hair out of his face. 

he rolls around on the bed kicking his feet like a toddler on pixy sticks when you call him “baby.” 

“GHHHHH you make me wanna chew drywall and scream.” 

will look at you smiling and just… headbutt your shoulder in defeat. 

shidou.exe has stopped working due to excessive adorability. 

niko ikki

blushes. scowls. mutters death threats at the wall. 

literally goes red when you call him “handsome” or hold his pinky. 

he tries to stay cool, but he ends up pacing the room whispering, “i wanna throw her off the couch and wrap her in a blanket burrito.” 

makes this tiny frustrated growl like he’s trying to hold back a feral squeal. 

when you do something REALLY adorable, like fall asleep with your cheek smushed against his chest, he stares at the ceiling like “god. give me strength. i will combust.” 

finally mutters a defeated, “you’re so freaking cute it’s making me ill.” 

hiori yo

hiori doesn’t mean to be dramatic… but you’re literally testing his limits as a human being. 

the way you hum while brushing your teeth. the way you squish his cheeks and say “my baby.” the way you fall asleep mid-movie with your mouth slightly open. 

he can’t handle it. 

he’s so soft spoken but suddenly he’s gripping a pillow like: “i can’t take it. i can’t–what am i supposed to do with this much cuteness???” 

bites his sleeve in emotional agony. physically restrains himself from aggressively snuggling you. 

mutters, “you make me want to scream into a cup and drink it.” 

tells you “stop it” while staring at you with hearts in his eyes. 

he’s like a cat that wants to be picked up and also wants to claw your face because he’s overwhelmed. 

when you kiss his forehead he just… shuts down. 

sits on the floor in a daze like, “i’m in love. i’m dying. help me.” 

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hiya! your lads works are soo good im a big fan. Iydm could you write about mc biting the LIs from cute aggression not sexually (?) they be hanging out and she just chomps on their bicep or cheek. thank you in advance if u write this!

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Cuteness Aggression!- The Love And DeepSpace Men

parings in order: Xavier x Reader, Zayne x Reader, Rafayel x Reader, Sylus x Reader, Caleb x Reader genre: fluff fluff + silly a/n: hihi anonnie! ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡ thank you so much i hope i did this request with justice! ( ◡̀_◡́)ᕤ zayne would be sick of my ass if i did to him irl but can you blame me, hes just a cutie patootie ♡(˃͈ ˂͈ ) have a greaty day/evening/ night too anonnie and enjoy reading ! (∩˃o˂∩)♡ any likes and reblogs are always appreciated! enjoy!

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Xavier:

you two laid together on your shared bed as xavier naps beside you. your gaze softens as you glance up from your phone, your heart melting at the sight in front of you.  xavier curled up with the plushie you both won from the claw machine while his other arm is draped lazily over you.

he looked absolutely adorable. too adorable. your eyes stare in absolute awe as a tiny pout forms on your lips. how could he be this cute? it’s almost unbearable that even in his sleep, his soft expression remains. it makes your heart ache so much. the way his cheek is squished against the soft pillow and the quiet snores escaping past his lips, had your fingers tweak to just squeeze him.

he was so overwhelmingly cute that you couldn’t stand it. you found yourself inching closer and closer, pressing multiple kisses to his face. he doesn’t stir, not even a little as you trail kisses to his forehead, his nose, his cheeks until-

nom

you pull away with a small chuckle, feeling his body stir. one eye peeks at you before he opens the other, rubbing his sleepy eyes with the back of his hand. “did you just bite me?” he mumbles sleepily.

you nod, grinning like a fool. “mhm, you’re just so cute xav,” you explain. “i just wanna-” you squeal while making incoherent words as you gently squish his cheeks as you grin wider. “in my hands and just gobble you up.” he just nods along with a smile.

“alright go ahead but as long as i get to do the same to you.” he leans in, pressing multiple kisses all over your face, his lips lingering on the corners of your mouth, your noses, and your cheeks until he plants a small bite on your cheek. “i also think you're cute”

Zayne:

you never fail to surprise him

ever since you two got together, you could see the little changes that came with your relationship. his cheeks had grown just a little fuller, a sign of many meals and extra indulgence in sweets you two had enjoyed together. you couldn’t help but smile every time you noticed it, how he looked so adorable.

you loved how he grew comfortable with your affection, letting you shower him with kisses whenever you felt the urge. every time your lips brushed against his skin, he’d melt inside yet he’d still stay composed. 

but today, today something stirred within you.

you glanced over as he typed away on his laptop, completely focused, brows furrowed in concentration, yet he still looked adorable.

to many people found zayne cold and intimidating. his features and quiet demeanor made him seem distant and maybe even unapproachable at first glance. but to you it was different. his eyes would light up and the way his lips would curl into a small smile whenever you were around him. his arms and hands that are only reserved for you, to hold you close.

you loved him so much and without even thinking, you found yourself leaning in closer to him, your lips pressing on his his skin as you showered his face with sweet kisses. he leaned into each kiss, his focus still on the screen as you trail from his forehead to the side of his nose and then-

chomp

his fingers froze on the keyboard, letting out a soft surprised sigh. he adjusts his glasses, shaking his head with a small smile curled on his lips. “what was that for?” he asked, raising a brow.

you giggle, leaning into him again, kissing the same spot you bit him. “it’s called cuteness aggression.”

“that’s new,” he murmurs, failing to hide his smile. he closes his laptop with a soft click, pulling you closer into his arms. “well, i'm not sure how to handle that yet..but let's stay like this until it passes.”

Rafayel:

curled up together in bed, your limbs tangle in a lazy embrace as you two mindlessly scroll through your phones. if it were possible to melt into him entirely, you would do so without hesitation.

your gaze drifts from the screen to him, admiring the details of your boyfriend that make your heart physically ache. the way he pouts, his lower lip juts out in a sassy demeanor that makes your heart flutter and your lips curl into a smile. the way his arms crossed over his chest, refusing to admit he’s the reason he lost the plushie in the claw machine.

then there’s his familiar head tilt, sometimes paired with a teasing wink that sends a dust of pink tint straight to your cheeks. and those lips of his were so soft, so utterly kissable. how could you ever resist him? he could absolutely do no wrong!

your phone is forgotten in an instant and without thinking, you lean in, showering him with kisses against his cheek. he lets out a contented hum, inviting you to keep going. you pepper kisses along his face, his jaw, his nose, and his forehead until he starts to squirm beneath your relentless affection.

“hey that tickles-!” he laughs, flailing his arms in protest, but there’s no real attempt to escape.

chomp

he freezes, wide eyes snap to your arms. slowly and dramatically, he lifts a hand to his cheek, checking for damage. “you-” he gasps, his eyes flickering down to his hands with feigned horror.

“stay back!”  yet he made absolutely no effort to move away. “for your information,” he huffs, puffing out his cheek in the cutest way. “fish are not food!”

a laugh escapes before you can stop it. “sorry raf,” you manage to say between giggles, reaching up to cup his face between your hands. “you’re so so cute!” you coo, squishing his cheeks together, making his pout even more ridiculous.

he pretends to be unimpressed but the slight upturn at the corner of his lips gives him away. he doesn’t pull back. instead, he tilts his head ever so slightly towards you. “i know, i know,” he sighs. “but taking a bite isn’t free y’know.” smiling, you lean in to pressing a kiss to the same spot you had ‘attacked’ moment before

Sylus:

the leader of onychinus is a feared man.

with the power that he holds and the capabilities he has, a sense of fear lingers in the air. the unsettling thought of black-red tendrils wrapping around your body, constricting you with a snap, only fueled more fear, making it clear that no one dared to ever cross the man. but what they don’t know, what no one could possibly ever guess, or ever see is that he’s just a big softie.

in the comfort of his own space, he spends his free time taking care of kittens or experimenting with face masks with you. other times, he’ll learn songs on the organ or find ways to spend more time with you. these soft, tender moments are reserved for you and you alone.

sylus had your heart completely in his hands and you weren’t afraid of him having it all. everytime he turned into such a softie around you, it took everything in you no to simply devour him with your love and affection.

you reached up to him, your fingers gently cupping his cheek, planting a flurry of quick, fluttering kisses along his skin while he was completely unbothered, continuing his task. your heart could feel like it could pound right out of your chest, your hands feel like they couldn’t get enough of him. the feeling was all too much and you couldn’t resist him-

chomp

the sudden bite caught him off guard. that’s new, he thought, blinking as he pulled back slightly. his hand instinctively traced the spot where your teeth had left a mark. “sweetie..did something happen to you?” he asked, his eyes flickering back to you and back to his hand.

you grinned even wider, “i just think you’re cute sylus. i couldn’t help it.”

he stared at you for a moment, processing what you said. no one has ever called him that. he shakes his head with a laugh before leaning back down, lowering himself back to your level. “i haven’t seen that side of you before.. go ahead, keep going then.”

Caleb:

the soft click of the front door opening catches your attention along with caleb’s voice. “Honey, i’m home!” his tired smile lighting up his face as he removes his colonel hate and places it on the counter.

the nickname honey made you feel fuzzy inside. although it was just him teasing you, it felt like a slice of being actually domestic together with him as if you two were already married. the way his voice carried that playful squeak made your heart flutter, he was simply adorable. you loved how needy he was for you just as you were for him. it was the perfect balance, both of you constantly leaning on each other.

you wrap your arms around his neck, standing on your tiptoes to close the small distance between you. his build was muscular from years of training but yet it was soft, comforting, like a plushie something you could sink into. the way his arms enveloped you, pulling you closer, made you feel safe that it made your heart ache. your hands itched to squeeze him closer, wanting to have him closer if it were even possible, as if you melded into one.

your lips pressed gently against his, but that wasn’t enough. you couldn’t hold back, your aggression slowly rising, kissing him over and over, your lips brushing his chin, his nose, anywhere you can reach. as you did, your hands cupped his face, cradling him close as you tickled him lightly under his chin, feeling the soft tremor of laughter bubbling from him.

Caleb's eyes flutter shut, a soft laugh escaping his lips. “pipsqueak- that tickles!” his words were interrupted by a breathy chuckle as you continued to shower his face with little kisses while your hands gently brush against his skin. he was putty in your hands whenever you spoil him with your sweet affections.

you couldn’t resist. the sweet sound of his laugh and how cute he was. you lean in in and nip his cheek, consuming his cheek in your mouth

nomp

his laughter stopped abruptly, caleb looked at you surprised while grinning from ear to ear. “hey..” he teased, his fingers gently grazing the spot you’d bitten. “whaddya think you’re doing, pipsqueak?” he tilts his head with a smile, the familiar smile you love so much.

you only answer with a mischievous grind, leaning back in as you plant more kisses across his face. “alright, alright..i’ll let it slide. just make sure you only do that to me.”

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