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I miss my cat...

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ohh i forgot to post this

i need more hirako with ponytail!!

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it will pass ..

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Wait I miss my Alucard theme.... :(

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Such a cute piccrew <3

Tagging: @soratonin @nkogneatho @luckiestangel @melk-maid @nagisagi @bedazzled-skull @bummys <3

picrew tag from @ryzheling thank u bb this one was so cute waaahhhh!!

every day lex + kitty ver lex ₍^. .^₎⟆

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no presh tags!! @haruwuchiyoo @yukimiyum @cheralith @mosskissed @peachsukii @mihyasnorthstar + anyone that wants to do it ofc!!

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Shoei Barou x f!reader fluff oneshot

CW: alcohol, reader is drunk off her ass and horny. Barou calls you "good girl" once.

WC: idfk I wrote this on tumblr.

A/N: My first bllk oneshot! So sorry if I didn't characterize our king Barou correctly... </3 but pls be nice <3 this fic is meant to be a little bit silly btw lol.

It's late.

Very late.

So late, that when you step inside your home, you feel every drunken brain cell—trying to—focus on not stumbling while taking your heels off. You place a hand onto the wall for support, and, slowly, you bend down and grab the ankle of the heel and gently tug it off before setting it down onto the shoe rack.

Success.

Now, onto the next shoe.

You switch hands and let the other hand hold onto the wall, and then, slowly, you reach down and—

Oh shit.

You quickly begin to wobble, losing balance, and before you know it, you're on the floor with one shoe on.

You groan, and you lift your leg to pull the shoe off and you toss it onto the rack.

Well, fuck. Your mission on coming in quietly has failed, and now you're lying on the cold, wooden floor, while your head spins from being so drunk.

"Ahem."

The light flicks on before you can even register the deep, burly voice that nearly snaps you out of your drunken daze as you quickly turn your head to look in the direction of the voice.

To, well, your great surprise, it's no one else but your boyfriend, who's leaning against the wall with his arms crossed, looking disapprovingly at you, as his eyes glare and a prominent frown is plastered onto his lips.

Normally, in an instance like this, you'd already be begging for mercy from Shoei's disappointment and disapproval, but instead, you let the less-than-sober side of you win.

Scrambling onto your feet, your feet sway over to your boyfriend, and you crash into his chest, wrapping your arms around the bulk of the man.

"Shooooooeeeiiiiii!" You whine, nuzzling into his shirt. "I missed youuuu!"

Shoei seems taken aback at your sudden display of affection, but this side of you isn't something that can distract him—well, at least, easily, anyway.

"Where the hell were you?!" Shoei grips your shoulders and yanks you off of him, like pulling a leech off, and then grips your chin with one hand, making you look up at him. "I tried calling like fifteen times to see where you were, and how late you'd be coming home, but I'm left with no calls back!" He booms; his black, strong brows knit together, and a vein nearly pops out of his forehead. "Do you know how worried I was?!"

"Sho..." You pout, and you bat your eyelashes up at him. "I'm sorry..." You murmur, playing along with what he's saying, but underneath all of the soft affection you're displaying, is a raging storm of sheer, complete, horniness.

God, when your eyes landed on your boyfriend for the first time tonight, as he leaned up against the wall with his arms crossed, you couldn't help but take in the image of his body—looking at his biceps, and his prominent chest and abs that are barely visible beyond the gate of the thin shirt, and fuck, his thick quads in those shorts make you want to—

Your eyes must've been wandering without your realization because your boyfriend quickly snaps in your face, demanding your attention.

"Hey, eyes up here when I'm talking to you."

You giggle. "Yes sir."

His eyes narrow, realizing what's going on in that little head of yours. "No, none of that. Listen to me. I was worried. Are you really sorry?"

Shoei's expression softens, and his grip on your chin loosens while he waits for your response, making you come to the realization that, oh shit, maybe you should be serious despite what your drunken mind pleads for.

"...Yes. I am," you apologize, your lip pouts while you look up at him with soft, doe eyes, hoping it would be enough to soften up your boyfriend. "Please forgive me... I was just... really drunk..." You say, and you kick your foot as if you're kicking rocks.

Shoei nods, and he lets out a deep sigh. He closes his eyes for a moment to collect his thoughts before leaning over to place a gentle kiss onto your forehead.

"You're forgiven... just... please, next time have one of your sober friends text me that you're coming home late or something, okay?" He says before letting go of your chin and your shoulder.

"Okay." You're still pouting like a puppy, as if begging for something so Shoei bites.

"What? What is it?" A small smirk almost appears onto his lips.

"It's just..." Your hands reach out, and you run them down his chest, feeling the toned muscles underneath your palms before your fingertips begin to toy with the strings on Shoei's shorts. He lets out a soft breath. "...you're here... and... I'm here... so... we should... do something about that..." Your words sounded more sexy in your head, honestly.

Shoei lets out a laugh before sighing. He takes your wrists into his large hands and he shakes his head.

"No. Not tonight. You're drunk as hell. You can barely walk. Instead," his hands move to your waist, and, with no effort, he lifts you up and throws you over his shoulder, earning him a giggle coming from you, which makes him grin. "We are going to get you all nice and cleaned up and changed into some nice, warm, pajamas, okay?"

You sigh, knowing that your boyfriend is way too respectful of you to do anything sexual with you right now, so you simply give in.

"Okay."

"Mmhmm. Good girl, that's what I like to hear."

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Anyway.... now I need dad!Toji to hug me and pet my hair.

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😔

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Shoei Barou x f!reader fluff oneshot

CW: alcohol, reader is drunk off her ass and horny. Barou calls you "good girl" once.

WC: idfk I wrote this on tumblr.

A/N: My first bllk oneshot! So sorry if I didn't characterize our king Barou correctly... </3 but pls be nice <3 this fic is meant to be a little bit silly btw lol.

It's late.

Very late.

So late, that when you step inside your home, you feel every drunken brain cell—trying to—focus on not stumbling while taking your heels off. You place a hand onto the wall for support, and, slowly, you bend down and grab the ankle of the heel and gently tug it off before setting it down onto the shoe rack.

Success.

Now, onto the next shoe.

You switch hands and let the other hand hold onto the wall, and then, slowly, you reach down and—

Oh shit.

You quickly begin to wobble, losing balance, and before you know it, you're on the floor with one shoe on.

You groan, and you lift your leg to pull the shoe off and you toss it onto the rack.

Well, fuck. Your mission on coming in quietly has failed, and now you're lying on the cold, wooden floor, while your head spins from being so drunk.

"Ahem."

The light flicks on before you can even register the deep, burly voice that nearly snaps you out of your drunken daze as you quickly turn your head to look in the direction of the voice.

To, well, your great surprise, it's no one else but your boyfriend, who's leaning against the wall with his arms crossed, looking disapprovingly at you, as his eyes glare and a prominent frown is plastered onto his lips.

Normally, in an instance like this, you'd already be begging for mercy from Shoei's disappointment and disapproval, but instead, you let the less-than-sober side of you win.

Scrambling onto your feet, your feet sway over to your boyfriend, and you crash into his chest, wrapping your arms around the bulk of the man.

"Shooooooeeeiiiiii!" You whine, nuzzling into his shirt. "I missed youuuu!"

Shoei seems taken aback at your sudden display of affection, but this side of you isn't something that can distract him—well, at least, easily, anyway.

"Where the hell were you?!" Shoei grips your shoulders and yanks you off of him, like pulling a leech off, and then grips your chin with one hand, making you look up at him. "I tried calling like fifteen times to see where you were, and how late you'd be coming home, but I'm left with no calls back!" He booms; his black, strong brows knit together, and a vein nearly pops out of his forehead. "Do you know how worried I was?!"

"Sho..." You pout, and you bat your eyelashes up at him. "I'm sorry..." You murmur, playing along with what he's saying, but underneath all of the soft affection you're displaying, is a raging storm of sheer, complete, horniness.

God, when your eyes landed on your boyfriend for the first time tonight, as he leaned up against the wall with his arms crossed, you couldn't help but take in the image of his body—looking at his biceps, and his prominent chest and abs that are barely visible beyond the gate of the thin shirt, and fuck, his thick quads in those shorts make you want to—

Your eyes must've been wandering without your realization because your boyfriend quickly snaps in your face, demanding your attention.

"Hey, eyes up here when I'm talking to you."

You giggle. "Yes sir."

His eyes narrow, realizing what's going on in that little head of yours. "No, none of that. Listen to me. I was worried. Are you really sorry?"

Shoei's expression softens, and his grip on your chin loosens while he waits for your response, making you come to the realization that, oh shit, maybe you should be serious despite what your drunken mind pleads for.

"...Yes. I am," you apologize, your lip pouts while you look up at him with soft, doe eyes, hoping it would be enough to soften up your boyfriend. "Please forgive me... I was just... really drunk..." You say, and you kick your foot as if you're kicking rocks.

Shoei nods, and he lets out a deep sigh. He closes his eyes for a moment to collect his thoughts before leaning over to place a gentle kiss onto your forehead.

"You're forgiven... just... please, next time have one of your sober friends text me that you're coming home late or something, okay?" He says before letting go of your chin and your shoulder.

"Okay." You're still pouting like a puppy, as if begging for something so Shoei bites.

"What? What is it?" A small smirk almost appears onto his lips.

"It's just..." Your hands reach out, and you run them down his chest, feeling the toned muscles underneath your palms before your fingertips begin to toy with the strings on Shoei's shorts. He lets out a soft breath. "...you're here... and... I'm here... so... we should... do something about that..." Your words sounded more sexy in your head, honestly.

Shoei lets out a laugh before sighing. He takes your wrists into his large hands and he shakes his head.

"No. Not tonight. You're drunk as hell. You can barely walk. Instead," his hands move to your waist, and, with no effort, he lifts you up and throws you over his shoulder, earning him a giggle coming from you, which makes him grin. "We are going to get you all nice and cleaned up and changed into some nice, warm, pajamas, okay?"

You sigh, knowing that your boyfriend is way too respectful of you to do anything sexual with you right now, so you simply give in.

"Okay."

"Mmhmm. Good girl, that's what I like to hear."

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you're back home after a long day. what is alucard doing to make you forget all about it?

Oh lord... it goes something like, "Dear..." he'll lean down and kiss my neck. "How was your day?" And once I tell him it was long and arduous, he knows I need a bath, a massage, food, and a good fuck. In that order. After he's done with me, I'm left a happy woman fr 🙂‍↕️

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consider me dead actually </3

nagi’s flaccid cock is so massive that you’re sure he’s a shower until you see his erection for the first time and realize that he’s actually a grower

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I NEED TO BE CALLED "KITTEN" SO BAD LIKE I NEED IT LIKE I NEED AIRRRRRRRR

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I think I would selfship with Sylus if he was like 20 years older and hairy and had a bit more chub to him...

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Actually just gonna go and ask everyone I follow bc I'm nosey & idc if we're not moots I JUST WANNA KNOW !!!

Mutuals I'm going into ur inbox to ask abt ur selfships bc I'm NOSEY

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man w hairy chest and hairy top of arms makes my hole leaky