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Hi, so since the requests are open, could I plz request a D fic with cockwarming 👉👈

I gotcha anon! Ngl this made me want to write D in a historic Wild West AU for some reason

Sorry it’s a bit short 🖤

Contains: P in V, D/S dynamics, D being a lil mean, cockwarming, reader cries.

MDNI 🔞

•Queued songs•

Happy house - Souxie and the banshees

Stripped - Depeche Mode

“Don’t move.” He drawled.

Your shallow breaths follow his words, “D please I said I’m sorry.” sighing into his neck.

“Your begging needs some work.”

His gloved hands ghosted along your spine, you couldn’t help shivering under the worn leather. Your knees dug into the stiff bed. Stretching the muscles of your inner thigh when you fully settle on his wide lap.

“Say exactly what you did and maybe you can move.”

You whimper but immediately do as told. But it was too much. His dick throbbing gently in you, his hot cum slowly leaking out from your earlier punishment, his hypnotizing voice. You hiccup as you begin to sob. “I was flirting with guys at the saloon right in front of you.” Fat tears roll down your cheeks. Your cry makes your cunt clench suddenly, earning a surprised hiss from D.

He shifted his hips into a more comfortable position before he hummed affirmatively. both his hands gently rested on your hips.

“Look at my face while you ride me.”

You lift your head sluggishly, sniffling. You lift your hips slowly. Beginning a gentle pace while looking into the dhampirs void like eyes.

“Stop crying, you’re getting the attention you wanted.”

MDNI 🔞

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Modern AU Vampire Hunter D Drabble

BountyHunter!D x Reader (18+ MDNI!)

Contains: size difference, rough sex, dumbification, overstimulation, sloppy, mention of cream pie, mating press.

I wrote this with my pussy and not my mind so if you see typos, no you don’t. D is so hard to write sorry if this is slightly OOC :3.

“D.”

“Hmm?”

“You haven’t been in town for the past three weeks and we haven’t fucked two days since you got back.”

The man closes the news paper he’s been reading and looks up at you from his position on the couch. He’s always so quiet and collected, that’s what you love about the man, but the fact he restrains himself so much bothers you.

“Be honest D, did you and Leila-“

“No, you know better.” He said quietly and put his paper to the side.

Though his stoic face barely betrayed much emotion, he looked hurt.

You covered your mouth and averted your gaze.

“ I’m sorry I- You just haven’t touched me since you came back that night.”

D reached out to you, his large hands resting on your hips. You were dragged forward until you straddled his lap.

“Y’know how tired I get after a job.” He whispers. “I got so frustrated with this hunt and I didn’t want to take it out on the person I love.”

His hand traveled to your plump ass lightly squeezing it.

You rested your head on his wide shoulders. “But what if I want you take it out on me?”

“I don’t-“

“You have to believe when I tell you that I want you to treat me like a slut sometimes baby.”

He licks his lips and thinks about your admission. You’ve always had trouble with D holding back in all aspects of this relationship. He’s always so scared of hurting you. His fingers pressed into your jeans more as he contemplated. You were so small, so cute compared to him. But fuck did he want to break you. Have you cry on his cock, cover you in load after load. Shit he’s getting hard. He bit his lip, as you played with his inky black waves.

“Promise you’ll let me know if I’m hurting you.”

“Safe word is sunlight. I’ll let you know as soon as I feel off.”

-

“You wanted me to treat you like a slut but now it’s too much Hm?” His hips snapped into yours creating obscene squelches from your sopping hole.

“You’re gonna- mmmm hah-split me in half!” You gritted your teeth. Your blurry eyes focused on your man lifting both of your legs of and to the side with one arm and the other hand grasping your hip. Sweat wet his long bangs. His thick head of hair sticking to his defined torso as he fucked deep into you.

You whine when he pistons even harder into you. His eyes took in your form as well. Your half lidded eyes, and your puffy lips slightly part. Your chubby belly jiggling with every hard thrust, and your breasts bouncing at the tempo of his penetration. Your walls throb around his cock, suck him in and squeezing his cock. He hisses as your pussy tightens up momentarily. He finally parts your legs tilting your hips up.

One of his calloused hands lift up your head as he changes position.

“Look.” He sighs. His cock slips out out for a moment as he presses your thick thighs against your torso, pushing your flexibility to the edge. Your eyes land on the head of his thick cock sat on your fat cunt. He lifts his hips up, positioning his member at your hole looking at your face when he slowly sinks his dick into your soft pussy. You keen at the sight of his fully sheathed organ. D immediately pumps in and out putting you into a tight mating press as your foreheads touch and your eyes meet.

“You’re squeezing me so tight.”

“Wanna cum-!” You moan out. “Wan’ your cum deee~.”

“Keep - mmmph- begging.” He fucks you deeper. This sight of you was downright filthy. Your tongue now lolled out of your mouth, drooling and babbling as his cock disrupted your thinking. Your eyes roll back as your orgasm builds up, spurring him to fuck you even harder. He’s never seen you this fucked out.

“Cum in my cunny! Fill m-me! Fill me up!”

“Don’t worry I’m gonna stuff you full.” He grunts into your ear.

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He’d probably get impatient of waiting for you to get to his private quarters when ever he wants to pump you full, so he lets you stay (more like forces you) in his room so he can use you whenever he likes. Because everything in that room would be covered in his aphrodisiac pollen you’d be constantly horny, edging yourself till master knives came back.

When he feels like you don’t deserve his angelic cum in your cunt, he aims for your body instead. Seeing you baptized by his seed gets him off as well 🤤

God just thinking of nai being disgusted by his intense need to stuff you, one of his many replaceable human disciples, full of his cum. Rationalizing it as an experiment to breed a new generation of plant hybrids. You of course can’t deny his advances. Satisfied by his vague explanation of his duty as an angel. Even in his pretend role as an angel, he forcefully pounds into you till you go limp and speechless on his throbbing cock.

“Accept my blessings and all shall be well.” He says while he fucks another thick load into your sloppy cunt.

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God just thinking of nai being disgusted by his intense need to stuff you, one of his many replaceable human disciples, full of his cum. Rationalizing it as an experiment to breed a new generation of plant hybrids. You of course can’t deny his advances. Satisfied by his vague explanation of his duty as an angel. Even in his pretend role as an angel, he forcefully pounds into you till you go limp and speechless on his throbbing cock.

“Accept my blessings and all shall be well.” He says while he fucks another thick load into your sloppy cunt.

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Gimme a light?

Punk!Choso x reader (18+)

Minors (anyone under 18) and ageless blogs will be blocked. DNI.

Summary: You bartend a show night and one aloof bassist catches your eye.

Features: Oral sex (reader receives), Fem reader, vaginal penetration (reader receives), fingering, face riding, Sub!Choso if you look hard enough.

wc: ~ 2,400

A/N: I’m a bit rusty doing xreaders so I hope this is a good read lol 🖤

Songs queued

Nicotine Stain - Siouxsie and the banshees

Dumb - Nirvana

The Wolf - The Brats

Violet - Hole

The pub is suffocating on Saturday nights. Bodies uncomfortably close as most stood in drunken fervor. The sweat, the alcohol, the humidity, it was all too much. Even for an experienced bar tender such as yourself. The minute the bar area cleared out of the crowd in favor of the stage area, you decide to take a 15 minute smoke break.

You sneak off to the alley behind the establishment. Sitting on a plastic crate, You pull out a cigarette from your shorts and a lighter in kind.

Right as you lit the cheap cig, you hear the door into the bar open to your right. You expect it’s your manager coming out to scold you for breaking without notice but are surprised to see someone you’ve never met. His dark eyes glance at you while exiting the establishment, his face neutral but a hint of annoyance seeing someone else out in the alley.

He leans against the wall on the opposite side of the doorframe. He fixed his gaze forward while sipping a cocktail in a clear plastic cup.

Dressed in mostly black, his silhouette was solid besides the thick sprigs of hair tied into pig tails. A tall wall of a man, but his facial features were delicate. You couldn’t really tell if that was a birth mark or make up that cut across his face. Though the lights were dim in this area, you could tell he was weirdly pretty. Just like you can tell he was now looking straight at you.

“Problem?”

He says quietly.

“None with you.” You lift your hands

“Just never seen you before ‘s all. Small scene in this city.”

He doesn’t respond. Turning his attention back to staring at the dumpster in front of the both of you.

You glance at the red slip he held between his fingers and the cup.

“Drink voucher? You’re in one of the acts tonight?”

“Yeah.”

“New band on the flier I’m assuming?”

“Mhm”

“What instrument?”

“Bass.”

Speaking to this guy was like pulling teeth, short concise answers. It was pissing you off a little bit.

“So what are you doing out here?”

You take a long drag of your cig, watching the smoke swirl as you exhale.

He didn’t reply for a moment, long enough for you to think he wasn’t gonna answer.

“Too loud,” He grumbles before taking one last gulp of his drink. “And hot.”

You chuckle.

“Not much ventilation in there.” He once again doesn’t grace you with a reply.

He began moving towards the dumpster, tossing his cup and voucher away. He undid his updo, slowly letting his mid length hair cascade over his shoulder.

You assumed he was headed back inside once he turned, jumping when he squats directly in front of you.

“Can I bum a cig off you? I promised my brother I’d stop so I don’t have any on me.”

His voice was so smooth, sweet almost, you wouldn’t believe he was a smoker if he didn’t tell you. His long hair curtains his face. He was so close you could smell the alcohol lingering on his tongue.

He’s cute, at least in the back alley lighting. You reach into your pocket and pull out the box of cigarettes.

One last smoke remained, and if you had been a little bit pettier you would have said no.

“Take it. You said a full sentence to ask so you must really need it.”

Red blooms across his pale face at your remark. He took it slowly, slightly embarrassed by his prior attitude.

You offer your light when he sticks the cigarette between his plump lips. He leans closer as you shield the flame from the wind and burn the edge of the borrowed smoke.

Despite how intimate the lack of space between you and him is, he stays still for a moment. longer than what was necessary. His eyes scanned your face, languidly though interested. You clear your throat when you feel your personal space had been invaded for long enough.

He snaps out of his trance, whispering a curt thank you before rising to his full height.

“Names Choso.” He says looking away to his left. His face was still flushed.

“(Y/N), nice to meet you.” You stand up from the crate.

“Its probably been 15 minutes. I better get back to the bar.” You drop the cigarette filter on the ground, and step on it to make sure it was out.

You stretch your arms and head inside. “I think you’re up next, hope your band is worth listening to.”

-

30 minutes pass while you clean glasses behind the bar. Nodding along to the music and watching people shuffle and dance with the little space they have.

It’s been a while since you’ve been to a show without being at work. Reminded of your job, you busy yourself with stacking glasses and grabbing coasters off the bar while the opening band hustles off the stage. And the next one sets.

“Alright. I know what you’re all thinking ‘who are these dumbasses?’ We just moved into this shithole you call a city.”

The crowds playful jeers make your head snap up.

“But after this set you’re gonna remember The Plasma as the band who made you black out in the pit!” The lead growled into the mic. His pink hair makes him stand out, even glow, in the dark pub. Behind him is Choso, his hair pulled back up into pony tails. His bass hangs low on his body as he looked out into the crowd, with the same vacant expression.

The music started up, climbing in volume instantly.

You watch the pink headed teen thrash on stage, riling up the crowd even more than before. You laugh when someone jumps onto stage, trying to throw punches at the lead. Choso immediately steps between the two, taking off his bass and pushing the drunk heckler off the stage to be caught by the mob under them.

You take notice when he takes off his shirt, already soaking in sweat, and slinging the instrument back across his chest. The stage lights momentarily focus on his position, enhancing the glittering affect his sweat creates on his well built body. His side profile is captures by a back light, almost picture perfect the way his stray hairs cling to his forehead. You are admittedly stunned by his stage presence. You slow your cleaning to a stop, eyes following the black haired musician play so expertly. You catch his gaze for what felt like minutes. It took some time for you register that he was looking directly at you.

Boys in bands are bad luck. Though, after the way Choso looks at you, you’re willing to gamble. You weren’t as done up as some folks were in the crowd right in front of him. Even so his eyes wander, taking in your form, unknowingly darting his tongue out to wet his top lip.

“Fuck. Is he into me?” You think. It really didn’t seem like it outside, though maybe he played aloof to get your attention. You continue to entertain his gaze as he walks about stage until the end of their set. He would, of course, take his eyes off of you for a couple key moments during their performance but always return to you.

As soon as their set finished, you beckon Choso to the bar. After they drag their equipment off stage, he slips through the crowd to the barstools. Once he’s in earshot he begins to speak. “I’m so sorry for staring at you that whole time. Did I creep you out? Fuck I probably did. I’m just more comfortable playing in front of a crowd if I see someone I know-“ He stops mid-ramble when you pass him a dry towel.

“You’re sweating all over the counter, hun.”

“Ah…thanks.”

“Don’t mention it.”

You look past him when the next band on the list starts warming up. Then to your right to see your coworker bored and scrolling on their phone.

He gives you back the towel after wiping his face dry. You make sure to caress his hand as you take back the towel.

“Do you want to go somewhere a little more private, Choso?”

You say outright, hoping you read the man’s emotions correctly.

He pauses, looking to your chest then back up to your eyes.

“Yeah.” He says.

Your eyes dart to the other bartender once more before you tilt your head in the direction the bathrooms.

You lead the walk to the spot, Choso follows closely behind. You take out the keys to the employee bathroom, making sure not to fumble them a catch anyones attention. Quickly slipping Yourself and Choso through the door when it creeks open.

You turn around after locking the door, face to face with the dark haired man.

His hands hover above your hips.

“Shit. Can I touch…you?”

He looms over you but his eyes plead with the same urgency as a puppy wanting a treat.

“Yes babe you can touch me wherever.” You purr.

He immediately presses you into the tiled wall, gentle yet firm. Your lips lock in kind, you eagerly accept his tongue into your mouth. Throwing your arms around his shoulders, you grind your hips into his, pulling a sigh out of his lungs. His fingers squeeze into the fat of your hips and one of his hands slide up under your thin tank top. You shiver when his string calloused fingers reach your breasts under your lacy bralette. He squeezes and kneads your tits, needly grinding his hips into you with more force.

Your hands reach up and snap off the hair bands keeping his black locks up. With one hand tangled in his hair, the other travels to his chest.

He breaks the sloppy kiss suddenly, looking into your dazed eyes.

“Hm?”

“I wanna eat you out, baby.” He whispers.

You bite your lip, to stop yourself from straight up begging.

“Get on your knees then Choso.”

He nods silently, lowering himself.

You wiggle your shorts past your hips, kicking them off to a corner. You then become self aware of the hair trail on your abdomen once he’s on his knees.

“I haven’t shaved….or trimmed in a while.”

He looks up into your eyes after your admittance.

“All the better,” he says tugging your under wear down to your knees. “I love a good bush.”

Your face turns hot and you give a playful smack to Chosos head. He laughs a little at your sudden shyness, taking the time to look at what was right in front of him.

Your pussy is slightly puffy, damp with arousal. Choso leans forward to kiss your engorged clit. He wastes no time to start licking and sucking on the sensitive nub. Using two fingers to separate the outer folds of your cunt from your clit, which was held snug between his two digits. You groan when he flicks it with his tongue, involuntarily bucking your hips. He very lightly squeezes your clit between his fingers before releasing it and rests his left hand on your plush thigh. You whimper at the loss of pressure before he rest his mouth on your mound once again.

He nurses on it for a bit longer and relieves the suction with a small pop.

His fingers soon wander further into your labia, prodding at you entrance once reached.

You’re wet, embarrassingly sopping wet. Choso flattens his tongue to taste even more of you, licking from where his fingers met your hole to your now extremely sensitive clit. A shiver traveled slowly up your body.

You sharply inhale as one prodding finger is pushed into you with little resistance.

“God, you’re dripping onto the floor.”

You moan as he goes knuckle deep with two thick fingers. He begins to lazily pump his fingers in and out, keeping his tongue flattened on the front of your cunt. He was really fucking good at this.

You notice the hand on your thigh had slipped away. Reaching into his briefs, he pulls out his hard cock. You couldn’t see much of it from this angle. Though in comparison to his large hand in must be thicker than average.

You couldn’t think straight anyways right now, his fingers picked up speed.

“Yes-yes, right there-uuhn!” You slurred your words, feeling that familiar building up of dopamine.

“Chosoooo- I’m about to cum ah! You’re gonna make me cum!”

You couldn’t believe you were about to climax in your jobs restroom with a strangers fingers in your pussy. You whimper when the fingers suddenly left you empty. They are soon replaced by something warm and wet. Looking down you see half his face covered by your pelvis. His eyes glazed over, the motherfucker was really enjoying this.

You grasp his sweat soaked hair, lightly tugging before you began riding his face as best as you could in this position. He moans deeply as you use his face, adding to your mounting pleasure.

“Oh fuck I’m coming- hhhaaaah!” You gushed in his mouth, your cunt squeezing his tongue out. No matter, he Laps up your warm essence dribbling out of your throbbing pussy.

Your hips jerk as you come down from your climax.

“Shit man.” You sigh.

Using his hair you pull his head out from between your trembling thighs.

Chosos lower face glisten with your liquids. He licked his lips slowly, looking at you with the same dazed expression.

“You taste fucking amazing (y/n).”

You stand from your semi squatting position and leaned on the wall. Before either of you could utter another word you hear a voice from the other side.

“Choso! You in there? C’mon bro we gotta leave.”

“Fuck.” Choso spit out.

“Gimme a second Yuji!”

He quickly rose, lifting up his briefs and baggy pants.

Slipping his hard cock back into his underwear in the mean while.

“Oh god you didn’t finish, you want me to-“

“No I’ll take care of that at home, coming isn’t really that important to me anyways.” He whispered.

“But maybe you can give me some material to make that happen later tonight?” He hands you a black and red card.

“It’s our bands merch line, it’s my personal phone number though.”

He jumps over to the sink and quickly washes his face and hands.

You pull up your own underwear while watching him. Scooping up your shorts to don as well. Choso quickly slips out of the room without another word.

While you quietly wash your own hands, you hear his smooth voice.

“Why were you in the employee bathroom?”

“Cleaner.”

“Whatever you say man.”

Their voices get quieter, drowned out by the rest of the pub and dampened by the door.

A/N: Yuji is def the lead singer, noritoshi would be guitar I think, Kechizu would be a drummer and Eso would probably do sound mixing for them or something like that :P

Minors (anyone under 18) and ageless blogs will be blocked. DNI

[chosos-gothica]

☥ Until exposed became my darker side ☥

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Hello! I’m fenn / 21 / they them

This is my little dark hovel where I’ll write one shots, imagines and prompts for the kinky and weird. This blog is a work in progress so please be patient as I reorganize.

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Fandoms

Jujutsu kaisen

Castlevania

Demon slayer

Trigun

Love bats

Choso

Toji

Millions knives

Alucard (Castlevania)

Yorichii

D (Vampire Hunter D)

Quanxi

Milly Thomson

Requests are: Open

Fruits of Knowledge

Overstimulation

Breeding

Bondage

Pet play

Corruption

Degradation

Primal

Cockwarming

Bimbofication

Size difference

Edging

Dom/Sub dynamics

Violations

Gore/guro

Toilet play

DDLG/Ageplay

Other notes

I’m new to the whole fic blog thing so please be patient with me lovelies! Minors (anyone under 18) and ageless blogs will be blocked.