all-with-angel

[all-with-angel]

a more explicit ending to this roommate!sukuna post—

“i can’t—it’s, oh, so. . .n-need—” broken whimpers spills from your lips, hands clawing at his back, leaving red scratches on his skin. he’d be sure to walk around shirtless the next few days, a reminder for you of how he made you fall apart on his cock.

“yeah?” and he’s rolling his hips forward, driving his cock into you, watching the way your eyes briefly flutter shut. tears well up before trailing down your skin, leaving tracks behind. “you poor thing.”

“sukuna!”

“that’s it,” he groans, hips stuttering at the tight clench of your warm inner walls. he’s pressing his forehead to yours, lips parted as he pants. and he has to squeeze his eyes shut in order not to cum. in order not not to kiss you. that look on your face, the tears streaming from your eyes, it all makes his cock throb unbelievably hard where it’s ruining your insides.

the last few times you fucked you never kissed, never crossed that line, not wanting to make it something it wasn’t. but this time he’s not sure if he wants to care about that fucking unspoken rule.

“fuck—” he chokes out, nose bumping yours. he can feel your lips brushing his, and he inhales shakily, “gonna be the death of me, you know that?”

you just whine, thighs tightening around him, desperately trying to match his thrusts. “sukuna—” and he shushes you, one hand moving where he’s got his arms bracketing your head to cup your face, tilting your head back.

he’s tucking his face into your neck, lips parting as he sucks a harsh bruise into your flesh. it causes you to tremble in his hold, legs splaying open, allowing him to rut harder into you, hips pinning you to the mattress.

then he’s grinding into you harshly, teeth nipping along your throat til they’re sinking into your pulse, sharp canines nearly breaking the skin.

he feels you tense beneath him, hears the gasp of pain laced with pleasure. feels the way you squeeze around him as if pulling him in deeper, needy for his cum. he wants to see you pushed further, feel you come undone around him.

then you’re locking up, whole body shivering as your eyes roll. your orgasm takes him by surprise. his hips pick up speed, fucking you into the bed harder, the wet slap of skin on skin making him groan into your neck, tongue coming out to lap at a bead of sweat trailing down your skin.

he lifts his head, nosing along your cheek, breath warm. his hand moves from your face, pressing into the soft blanket under your head again, as he leans in close. his breath tickles your ear when he groans, the sound low. “doin’ so good for me.”

and you’re clenching and spasming around his cock, desperately trying to milk him for all he’s worth. then your name is falling from his lips in a whisper, like he’s afraid to be heard, but can’t resist it.

your walls are still fluttering around him, pulsing, driving him closer to the edge. he doesn’t know if he can hold back, doesn’t know if he wants to. so he lets go, hips stuttering, thrusts turning sloppy and heavy, keeping you pressed firmly underneath him when his hips still.

warm, pearly ropes of cum fill your insides. it’s flooding deep, pushing out around his length the longer he stays inside of you. he presses in close, forehead on yours once again, soft pants washing over your face, eyes sliding shut.. “no more of that cryin’ shit, you hear me?”

it’s almost like a warning, his words, and it has you involuntarily clenching around his still throbbing length, causing him to hiss out a sound, rolling his hips one final time, slow and deep. you let out a shuddering breath, hands slowly rubbing softly down his back as if to soothe the marks left on his skin.

“answer me.” he murmurs, your lips threatening to brush, and it takes everything in him not to connect your mouths.

you’re nodding your head, nose bumping his, wrapping your arms around his shoulders, “o-okay.”

you’re still trembling, hole fluttering around his length. quiet sniffles catch his ears, his eyes opening as he leans back up on his palms chest lifting just enough to stare down at you. “only time you need to be cryin’ like that is when you’re on my cock, got that?”

and he wishes he could better explain his feelings, to explain how he doesn’t like seeing you upset. but for now, he’d have to show you in the only way he knows how.

[all-with-angel]

I LITERALLY DON'T MIND BBY IT'S OKAY YOU CAN CALL ME WTV U WANT

(Uraume MAIN wife would be nice 🥹)

Okay anything but that 🙄 (ty for confirming lovely)

[all-with-angel]

STARTING THINK SOMEONE KIDDNAP U MUNCHKIN 🙂‍↕️🥹

-, Uraume ONLY FAVORITE SIDE WIFE

They can TRY

[all-with-angel]

It's like 30° Celsius in my room while it's only 25 outside.

Oh my god bby 😭 open a window please

[all-with-angel]

NO THEY’RE MINE GRRER 👹👹 that anon is correct abt u having the kenjaku uraume THE REAL URAUME IS HERE IN BED W ME

GRRRR WELL ITS CLEAR THAT YOU HAVE THE KENJAKU URAUME BECAUSE MY URAUME IS MINE 👹👹👹👹

[all-with-angel]

Well good morning munchkin AND WHO IS THAT I PROMISE THAT'S THE SIDE CHICK RIGHT THERE🥹😔

Goodmorning my favorite side hoe AND I KNOW WHAT IS THAT DOING THERE

[all-with-angel]

Oh my god i FELL ASLEEP 😭 i was supposed to post another for the event tonight!! Oopsie

[all-with-angel]

ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : My type

...by VOILA

❥ Nanami Kento x ex emo!Reader

Or how Nanami Kento knew you were really his type.

Made for Angels Birthday Event!

"I didn't know you were emo." You hummed, a poorly hidden smile covered by a mug of coffee. Leaning against the kitchen counter, you carefully watch as your husband freezes mid-stride, almost flinching, before continuing his was to the coffee pot.

"Emo? I don't know what you mean." Came his unnervingly calm reply, but there was a shake to his voice. Just barely there. The way his voice pitched up just a few notes too high for a thursday morning.

You shrugged casually, setting your mug down. But there was a smile in your voice, Nanami could feel it even with his back turned. “I found a photo album while cleaning out your office."

Nanami Kento never had his heart fall out of his ass any faster. "You were so cute as a freshman~" You twisted the pretty little knife so kindly stabbed into his back.

A soft, tired groan escaped him as he covered his face with one hand. “God.”

“Oh, come on,” you laughed. “It was adorable! You had the full look! It was adorable!"

“I didn’t know what I was doing,” he muttered from behind his hand.

"Clearly, but its cute!" You giggle into his shoulder, wrapping your arms as best you could around his waist. "What were you listening to? Evanescence? My chemical romance? Some other obscure band or -"

"Please." Nanami sighed, dejected as his shoulders slump.

"I'm just asking!"

If I say no, will you stop?”

“No.”

Nanami lets out another tired groan, he needed more coffee already. Remembering all those pictures - oh, shivers crawled up his spine at the memory. Which didn't go unnoticed by you.

"If it helps," You lean your head on his shoulder, looking up at him as best you could at this uncomfortable angle. "You'd totally be my type."

"Oh shush," Nanami shoved you off of him, cup of coffee in his other hand as he leaves you in the kitchen, laughing from the bottom of your heart.

A few days, maybe even weeks later, you made sure Nanami never lived it down. Still, it got a little better as time passed by, you mentioned it less - that was a win he would take.

While also cleaning out the bedroom, he had come across your own photobook. His eyes originally glanced over it, having to do a double take when he realized he had never really seen any picture of you when you were younger.

Calloused hands trace the cover of the book, carefully peeling it open.

“Oh my god,” he whispered, a twitch of a smile tugging at his lips.

There you were - in full middle school emo regalia. He flipped page after page, smile growing wider with every picture with you with sideswept hair, every dark hoodie and every line of thick eyeliner.

When you had gotten home that evening, you didn't live anything down, either.

[all-with-angel]

ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : My type

...by VOILA

❥ Nanami Kento x ex emo!Reader

Or how Nanami Kento knew you were really his type.

Made for Angels Birthday Event!

"I didn't know you were emo." You hummed, a poorly hidden smile covered by a mug of coffee. Leaning against the kitchen counter, you carefully watch as your husband freezes mid-stride, almost flinching, before continuing his was to the coffee pot.

"Emo? I don't know what you mean." Came his unnervingly calm reply, but there was a shake to his voice. Just barely there. The way his voice pitched up just a few notes too high for a thursday morning.

You shrugged casually, setting your mug down. But there was a smile in your voice, Nanami could feel it even with his back turned. “I found a photo album while cleaning out your office."

Nanami Kento never had his heart fall out of his ass any faster. "You were so cute as a freshman~" You twisted the pretty little knife so kindly stabbed into his back.

A soft, tired groan escaped him as he covered his face with one hand. “God.”

“Oh, come on,” you laughed. “It was adorable! You had the full look! It was adorable!"

“I didn’t know what I was doing,” he muttered from behind his hand.

"Clearly, but its cute!" You giggle into his shoulder, wrapping your arms as best you could around his waist. "What were you listening to? Evanescence? My chemical romance? Some other obscure band or -"

"Please." Nanami sighed, dejected as his shoulders slump.

"I'm just asking!"

If I say no, will you stop?”

“No.”

Nanami lets out another tired groan, he needed more coffee already. Remembering all those pictures - oh, shivers crawled up his spine at the memory. Which didn't go unnoticed by you.

"If it helps," You lean your head on his shoulder, looking up at him as best you could at this uncomfortable angle. "You'd totally be my type."

"Oh shush," Nanami shoved you off of him, cup of coffee in his other hand as he leaves you in the kitchen, laughing from the bottom of your heart.

A few days, maybe even weeks later, you made sure Nanami never lived it down. Still, it got a little better as time passed by, you mentioned it less - that was a win he would take.

While also cleaning out the bedroom, he had come across your own photobook. His eyes originally glanced over it, having to do a double take when he realized he had never really seen any picture of you when you were younger.

Calloused hands trace the cover of the book, carefully peeling it open.

“Oh my god,” he whispered, a twitch of a smile tugging at his lips.

There you were - in full middle school emo regalia. He flipped page after page, smile growing wider with every picture with you with sideswept hair, every dark hoodie and every line of thick eyeliner.

When you had gotten home that evening, you didn't live anything down, either.

[all-with-angel]

RAAAAAH ANGEL HI BABES 🦅🦅🦅

HERE FOR THE BIRTHDAY EVENT

since we became moots after I sent in an ask about voilà I will of course ask something about my husband nanami with

eheh

my type 😼😼 IF YOU WERE EMO IN 2009 🗣🗣🗣

WOOOOOOO!!! Voila hell yeah!! i love you sm for this

This one was so cute im so proud of it 😼lowkey inspired by those old pictures of nanami in his first year!!

[all-with-angel]

This panel will always. Always break my heart

How DARE gege mischaracterize shoko. She cares she cares she CARES 💔😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 SSHE CARESSJ DJDJ 😭😭😭😭😭

[all-with-angel]

u and that other anon are objectively WRONG‼️ uraume is MY LOVER 👹 BACK OFF 🤺🤺

THERES ANOTHER ONE????

istg i know my bb is perfect and beautiful and hot and pretty and handsome and evil and cold and soft and im so happy that theyre getting the love they deserve but theyre MINE??? TF

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I cannot DEAL with these hoes im always grouped with, Why THE FUCK am i always the group leader? Hate these hoes smh.

So real 😭😭 group shit always brought me down, and being a leader SUCKS

Although i commend you for being smart enough to be the leader 🫶 believe in you

[all-with-angel]

I was looking through your feed and saw you reposted party 4 u. I am now reminded a person can never be happy if youre a jjk fan.

Good that i reminded you 🙂‍↕️

[all-with-angel]

—Boyfriend girlfriend

❥ Rubbing clits with Fem!Toru after a curse turns him into your girlfriend!

A.N. Super short drabble but I might write more...

“Uuughnn– I’m gonna hah, miss this when I transform back,” Fem!Toru gasped, grinding her hips forward to smother both of your pussies in each other's juices. You two whine when your clits bump together, sliding and slotting against each other perfectly.

You twitch, every feeling of Satoru's pussy on yours having sparks of electricity shoot up your spine. Through the haze, you lean forward, mouth finding purchase right on Satoru’s small, perky tits that bounced just right whenever she’d rut against you roughly. The action has Satoru arching her back and into you, head thrown back as she lets out a loud moan, grabbing your hair as your hand plays with her other nipple.

“Fuck baby!” Satoru’s higher-pitched voice keens, eyes rolling to the back of her head as your warm tongue toys and licks her nipple. “No wonder you like that so muuuuch– Ah!” You hum, brows furrowed in concentration as you suck on the soft flesh, bringing your other free hand to rub Satoru’s clit as she grinds down onto you.

You release Satoru’s tit from your mouth with a wet pop! Licking your lips as you watched your saliva slick right on your pretty boyfriend-turned-girlfriend. “You’re so pretty as a girl ‘Toru,” You coo, sighing as the stickiness in between the two of you intensifies, having both of your clits throbbing against eachother. “I almost like you better like this.” You joke, giggling breathlessly.

“You don't mean thaaaatt—” Satoru whines, pouting down at you but making no sign of stopping. “I’m better with a dick, right?”

You shrug, a taunting smile gracing your features. “That's debatable baby.”

Satoru’s pace slows, beautiful blue eyes growing dark. “Hey, I might not have a dick, but I can still fuck you stupid.”

“Try me.”

[all-with-angel]

your fem toru was soooo good. re-read it so many times and fuckk it has me throbbing

Omg thankyou so much 🤭 put my whole angelussy into that and im cooking up more as we speak 🗣️

[all-with-angel]

HELLO my sweet! My only request is that you rest well and take it easy ☺️🧡🧡

The only request i expect to see in the next few days fr 🙂‍↕️ no promises that I'll do it though