m1sanari

[m1sanari]

OUGHHH I GOTTA GET BACK INTO SPREADING MY FACEFUCKING IDEALS 🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏

[m1sanari]

hi guys <3! requests are open, so if u want long smutfics or smut drabbles of LADS guys I'll be very very happy hihihih <33

[m1sanari]

silently stares at this blog, fully aware that her last post was two weeks-ish ago

....i should feed you. . .

[m1sanari]

i saw varka and wow this man is hot he's my next agenda

[m1sanari]

ִֶָ ʚଓ་༘࿐ HIRAYA SANCTUARY

🦋: Butterfly kisses, heated stares. 🦋: Requests closed, Open for Asks and interactions! 🦋. . . call me Nari! 18, expect posts every two weeks, college is kicking her ass rn 🦋. . . an NSFW sanctuary for LaDs, Haikyuu, Jjk, and Genshin.  🦋. . . masterlist . . . to follow

[m1sanari]

it was a throwaway comment. 

or maybe it was the fact you couldn't keep your damn mouth shut. 

it was a usual day in sylus' home. you, lounging on his office couch, and him, sitting on his office chair as he works. you eye him, watching as he works and you open your mouth. 

"y'know."

"hm?"

"you have a really nice face."

he peeks up from his papers, a smirk on his face. "yeah, kitten? what makes you-"

you hum as you tilt your head, mouth moving before you could even stop yourself— "can i sit on it?"

red eyes look straight at you, and you blink. oh- shit.

“shit– sylus!” his hands are gripping your thighs, nose brushing against your clit. you hold onto the headboard for dear life, a breathy moan coming out of your lips as his tongue stretches your insides. 

you hear him hum against your folds, the sound reverberating through your core. you shiver, looking down to see him already staring at you, before his attention turns to your leaking pussy. “so pretty.” he murmurs, tongue dragging up through your slick, then pressing in deeper. “this what you want, pretty girl?” 

he chuckles when your hips buck against his face, “you like using my face as a seat?” sylus watches as you nod, lips red from all the biting you did to it. he drags his tongue against your folds, and you shiver, “sy…” 

its obscene.

the way his tongue reaches places you didn't think could be reached. the way he laps up your slick with groans that makes you shudder. a whine tears through your throat when he pulls you down towards him, your hips bucking against his insatiable tongue.

and this started from a throwaway comment .

note. yes, i'm into facefucking and lads men eating me out, very much so.

[m1sanari]

gawdDAMN those likes ya'll.

should've made this my full LAD'S account instead of js the nsfw LOL

[m1sanari]

SOS SOS huehudhwud

i remember reading a Haikyuu Daichi Sawamura x reader fic where he's a police (aged up promise) reader is being stalked and he becomes the pretend boyfriend for when the stalker appears and theres smut and im pretty sure its theme was pink-ish 🥹🥹🥹 help plspslpsls

[m1sanari]

i need ideas or i'll go feral

[m1sanari]

You never wanted this to happen.

Actually- maybe you unintentionally meant for it to happen. But you really, really didn't mean to trigger Rafayel in this way. 

It was just a joke- a prank!! Yeah, stop deluding yourself- You’re totally lying, because you knowingly sent him those suggestive pictures knowing damn well he was in the middle of an art presentation. 

Oh, well, but you got what you wanted, didn’t you?

"Raf- Rafayel-" You're cut off by a harsh thrust, gasping as your hand grips into the side of the counter. "I can't- I didn't mean-" 

"Didn't mean it?" He grunts, breath heavy against the back of your ear. His cock drags against your walls, slowly, agonizingly slow, before thrusting back in you in one movement. "Didn't mean to be so filthy? Didn’t mean to send those pictures in front of everyone?

You whine, mouth open in a silent moan. His hands dig into your hips, and "Oh! Raf- I'm sorr- ngh-" He grinds his hips into you, hitting that spot easily and you moan, high pitched, totally gone already.

"Yeah. You- hah- should be sorry. Got me this hard while the presentation was happening.” His hand sneaks in between your legs, and you nearly scream as his fingers start to play with your clit. "Cum for me, cutie. You caused this, so you have to make it up to me, right?"

You’re losing your mind, unable to wriggle out of his hold. The pleasure is too much, too intense, with his hips drilling into you, fingers busy on your clit and you sob, “Can’t– can’t anymore- ‘too much!” 

“Too much?” His pace doesn’t slow, and you writhe under him, the pleasure building so quickly that your orgasm hits you so quick, so intense that you scream his name. Rafayel grins, but he doesn't stop, despite his own orgasm building, despite the way his hips stutter when you clenched around him soo tightly. 

“Too much, yeah? You can give me one more. You can, c'mon. It’s the only way you can make it up to me.” 

[m1sanari]

FREAKS. I SEE FREAKS EVERYWHERE IN THIS GODFORSAKEN FANDOM.

[m1sanari]

will post when i can 😢 i dont have the smut vibes today HAHAHAH

[m1sanari]

trying my best gang 😔✊ yall js gotta wait till ovulating week man

[m1sanari]

holy shit ur all horndogs /pos

[m1sanari]

"Then Beg"

Zayne can be soft. He is soft on you, but if you press his buttons? If you test him in ways that makes him be less soft on you? 

Oh, that man is on you, and you love it.

He grunts, his hips stuttering against yours. “You… hah- want this?” Zayne’s hands holds your waist down, pinning you down on the bed sheets. You moan, “Zayne– Zayne I-” He’s relentless, cock buried so deeply inside of you that your thighs are twitching, eyes squeezed shut. 

You feel it, feel the orgasm building. Your hands find solace in gripping the sheets under you, the coil in your stomach tightening with every rough thrust Zayne drills into you. “I’m close- so close–” You cry already wishing for the coil to snap then Zayne, so rudely stops. 

He stops. For the second time and you sob. His thrusts slow, cock dragging so agonizingly slow you sob, “Zayne–”

“What was that, sweetheart?” Oh, he’s so mean, voice low and teasing. He knows what he’s doing and you both hate it and love it and– “Remember this is punishment, yeah?” 

Fuck. Right. You were teasing him so much earlier and now–

You whimper, feeling his hand grab your ass, while the other keeps you pinned down. He grinds against you, teasing, slow. “I-I’m sorry- hck!” You hiccup, feeling him give you a harsh thrust that knocks your breath out of you. 

“Zayne– I want to cum–” You paw pathetically at the sheets, wishing to turn your head to look at him, but his hand is firm on your waist, intent on keeping you pinned down under him as his hips still, keeping his cock buried deep in you and oh, you were so close–

“You do now?” His voice is low, barely a whisper as he leans forwards, biting on the skin. “Then beg.” You whine, face already flushed from how good it feels, and you moan. “Zayne– Please please let me–” 

he thrusts into you unevenly, and he grunts from above you. “Yeah?” He hums, keeping his lips on your shoulder as he sucks and bites.“What is that, sweetheart? Hah- care to– to repeat that?” 

“Please let me cum!” You manage to say between moans, and he grins against your skin. 

“There you go.”“

Hng- oh my–” His pace is brutal, his thrusts sharp and unforgiving, every desperate snap of his hips forcing a cry from your throat and you think in your haze, in the overwhelming pleasure that begins to build up again– that maybe– maybe… you should press his buttons again.

[m1sanari]

cant believe this blog got more interaction than my main HAHAHAHAH

[m1sanari]

"Let me have a taste."

Caleb thirsts for you. 

Imagine years of him not being able to cross that line between best friends and lovers, because he doesn’t want to scare you off, nor end up on your bad side– But when you crossed that line first? 

You best believe he is insatiable.

“Want you.” He mumbles against your skin. Hot, needy, filthy, as his hands dip to your back, grabbing a handful of your ass as he hoists you up on the kitchen counter. “Need you.” He almost growls, lips heated against yours. It's messy, it's needy, teeth moving against each other as your hands tug off his dress shirt and his hands pull down your pants. Your hands explore the hard muscles underneath, his lips moving from your lips to your jaw and to your neck.

“Need to taste you.” Caleb groans, eyes focused on you, on the way your lips form an ‘O’, the way your eyes glaze over in need. You gasp, Caleb’s teeth nipping at the skin of your neck, and he lowers his head, trailing hot kisses down your collarbone, your stomach and his hands rest on your thighs, spreading your legs. 

He’s on his knees, his gaze on you sends shivers down your spin, and he kisses the flesh of your inner thighs before he bites, and you whine. 

“Will you let me, pips?” His voice is low, cautious and full of heat, and his hair brushes against your thigh. “Will you let me have a taste?” You can feel his breath against your needy cunt and you nod, chest filled with anticipation. He nips again, “Words, pips.” 

“Yes.” You let out a gasp as his hands move your panties aside, lips already sucking, licking and kissing your pussy. “Oh- Caleb-”  Your hands move to grip his hair, and your head lolls back, a moan falling out of your lips.

He’s slurping and lapping at your cunt, absolutely thirsting for you, shamelessly moaning against your puffy clit. 

You let him have a taste, and now, he won’t let you go until he has his fill.