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Mmm, Constance

guapo's speaking — the left is the one i made for how i think connie looks with blond hair & the right one is from my bby @arminssouleater creds to her for drawing it & me adding the hat/durag/chain.

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ight so this nigga constance connie cornelius springer is the mf type to have those clean tapelines with hair dyed blonde or maybe another color... i'd say burgundy or silver his natural color and him having this dimpled smile everytime he sees you and flirts with you by calling you "ma" "baby" "mija" or maybe "mamas" but in a jokey way, of course.

connie looooves speaking in spanish to see you all confused but at the time he knows it'll make you wetter than a tsunami if he speaks it against your ear or while making out. cuh gives me sneaky link friends with benefits vibes unlike him having an official girlfriend because cuh is afraid of them and doesn't wanna ruin the relationship he already has with you. he's a fucking friendly nigga, ion care. cuh acts clueless when you tell him that then he'd tease you saying you're jealous like nah nigga🙄

watchamacalit connie likes wearing chains a lot so you'd catch him messing with it in his mouth or him having to rock with it in every fit. he'd shower with them, he'd go to beaches/pools with them, and he even fucks with it on. tattoo sleeves on both arms. one tattoo behind his ear but down is neck ( that's my personal favorite ), and maybe a mini tattoo on his temple/upper cheek near his eyelid/v-line.

ight so since cuh gets pissed easily, he'd get into a lot of fights and phew the way he be swinging and having a bloody nose and bruised knuckles... it's kinda hot. connie is protective and oh lord, he can get a luh possessive and put you in your place if you give him an attitude or purposely make him jealous or maybe say something slick to him.

connie will pin you against the mf bed with your ass against his crotch then stuff his whole tanned tip grithy cock inside that wet fat pussy of yours. connie won't stop until you cream or maybe squirt multiple times on his dick until you say you're sorry. the back shots will be leeeethal and this man will go fast and rough with both his hands on that arched back to go deeper feeling every inch of your gummy walls. connie loves the way your ass ripples against his pelvis and biiiitch you'd put your hand against his lower stomach to make him slow down or take some dick off... he goin grab your hand and pin it against your back. "take that shit baby." "nah i'm not showing no mercy sweetheart."

phew eyes rolling back, drools seeping out, and incoherent moans slipping out of you in each hard thrust he does to you. ik for sure he'd slow down seeing his cock so slimy from your essence and his trimmed pubic hair leaving lines of trails from your pussy lips then he'd put his thumb in your anus and go back to fucking you. connie's a loud moaner and it's slightly feminine and that shit will make yo pussy clench around his dick so much, he nuts hard and thick inside you but keeps going because he's not done.

connie is also a goofy nigga so most of time cuh could be eating your pussy out and sweet talk to your pussy like it could talk back. "daddy loves this pussy, do you love daddy too?" "clench if you would want me to kiss you." or he'd speak it in spanish while his tatted finger is only roaming around the delicacy of your flesh taking in the pink and brown texture and the fatness of your lips once he squeezes them and your hole leaking out faint cream and slimy essence. that's his favorite then his tongue will spell out his full government name all over your clit as his two fingers are thrusting inside you. that'll make a bitch ride his face. ooo! yeah you riding his face and him grasping your thighs to make you come closer so his tongue can work around your clit and hole then his lips sucking down. connie's pierced nose brushing against your clit and down from his nose to his chin is covered up with your essence and man did he not give a fuck. cuh will take a photo or video of himself and captioned that shit "sweet juice."

connie is the chilliest nigga you'd meet and smoke weed with but once he's high, cuh will be laughing at everything then licked his lips while biting them and his eyes all faded red and droopy and tugging his pants down from rising high in his crotch. cuh will be so slow and look at something for hours. "if it's call scent, where's the s?" and you'd laugh at him bcs he'll be confused and never let this man watch a whole movie about bugs life bcs he'll dead go outside and kill every cricket he sees.

but if hes horny while being high? oh, it'll be so lazy and messy. the tongue kissing while him fingering you then the saliva trail between you and him. his hand on the back of your neck to keep kissing you then you'd suck hickeys on him while you're on top of him riding him or maybe dry humping ( he'd nut in his pants multiple times if y'all do dry humping ). hmmm 🤔 he will also let you give him head and cuh will wriggle his hips around to feel more of that warmth and him playing with your hair as if he's a stylist with a ponytail or out onto your shoulders or maybe a bun. remember he's a loud moaner so if you give him head at his friends house but with y'all alone, he'd start screaming and moan like a girl and his friends would assume that's you but really it's you sucking him off so good and hard.

oh & connie is the type of hb that will let you do anything & everything with, he don't mind but just know if you catch feelings for him... that's fine with him too because my boy connie been caught feelings the moment he had kissed you.

ight that's bout it. in conclusion, constance>>> ( cornelius sounds like a alien 😂 )

𝐝𝐚𝐳𝐞𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐞𝐬™

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Sukuna has never said no to you.

It didn’t matter what the request was, simple or complicated, easy to fix or a days-long job, Sukuna was always at your side, completing the task as fast as he needed to to keep you satisfied. He would love to deny it, you’re sure, but evidence proves time and time again that he puts your needs and wants at the top of his priority list. 

And you were curious how far you could go with it.

The two of you are sitting in your underwear at the breakfast nook, warming yourselves in the bay window while the morning sun starts on the leftover night time chill. It wasn't quite time for breakfast, still too early for the both of you. In the meantime, you sip on your morning brews, preserving the comfortable silence. Sukuna is flipping through the day's newspaper, his eyes are groggy with sleep and he hasn't said more than a handful of words to you yet. He wasn't a morning person.

You were starting to change that.

"Kuna," You call to him, nudging him with your foot from your corner of the window bench.

"Hmm?" He doesn't look up from the paper, but his hand reaches down and grabs your foot, pulling it into his lap. His thumbs start to subconsciously knead at your muscles.

"I want these." You hold up your phone, which you had previously been scrolling through in an attempt to find something ridiculous for this exact moment. You were sure you had found it, something even Sukuna would find unnecessary. 

And yet, he merely glances at your screen, takes in the sight for all of two seconds, and then returns his attention to whatever news article he was in the middle of.

"My wallet's on the counter." He clears the sleep from his throat not sparing a second look. 

You blink at him in surprise.

"D-Did you even see what it is?" You flip your phone around to make sure you were displaying the correct thing. 

Sukuna is frowning before he looks up again, curious at your persistence. He gently cups your hand, bringing it only a minuscule amount closer to examine your screen a second time. 

You were on one of the most luxurious brand’s websites, showing him an incredibly regular pair of panties, no straps, no details, all black- with one of the most outrageous price tags you had ever seen for something so ordinary. 

Sukuna cocks a brow at you over your phone, "Can't imagine you need more panties when you're constantly stealing my boxers. But whatever, hand it over. I know my card number-"

"Kuna," You interrupt him with a surprised laugh, holding fast to your phone when he tries to pluck it out of your hands, "they're a thousand dollars."

He glances back, his eyes focusing lower on the screen where you know the price tag to be. The newspaper in his hands drops down, momentarily forgotten by what he sees. For a moment, you think you've found his limit.

"Wait, are those red one's assless?" He points just below the price, where the recommended products are depicted. "Get those too."

You drop the phone down so that he meets your eyes, which are wide with shock.

Sukuna always took care of you. Always insisted on being the provider of any single thing that you may need; a warm meal, a soft bed, anything your eyes twinkled at that was available for purchase- even if you would never think of buying or owning it. Granted, you never wanted much in terms of material possessions, so you didn't realize the true extent of Sukuna's leniency until now.

It was slightly intimidating, and part of it felt wrong. Sukuna had money, plenty of it, but that didn’t mean he should feel the need to spend copious amounts of it on you just because you could ask him to. He was giving you too much power, it felt like.

You huff through your nose, frowning at him, which only has him tilting his head further to the side in question.

You ignore it, setting your phone onto the window seat and crawling your way closer to him, until you can gather up his face in your hands and lock his gaze into yours.

He glares at you past smushed cheeks, but doesn't make a move to break free of your hold, humoring you. "The hell are you doing-"

"You know you don't always have to say yes to me?"

Now that has him taken aback. His mouth automatically opens for a witty response, but your question seems to have effectively taken the words from his mouth. You can see the cogs in his head turning, and what you wouldn't give to peer inside his mind and hear his thoughts.

It takes him a moment, but eventually that familiar confident smile stretches across his sleepy face. His hands seem to instinctively slide their way up your bare legs until his fingers grip your hip bones, pressing into you. 

He hums, "When have you ever said no to me?"

You scoff, ready to give him a prime example, but end up coming up short. The two of you loved to tease each other with disobedience, but in the end you were eager to give Sukuna anything his heart desired. You loved to please him, it was one of your favorite things to do, in fact.

"You never ask anything ridiculous of me." You remind him, smiling as one of his warm hands slides back down your waist and dips into the pair of his boxers you were sporting that day. 

"You know what's ridiculous?” His voice wraps around your throat, and suddenly has you swallowing past the delicious grip. You're folding into him before you even realize it, at the mercy of his calloused hands. "The implication that I wouldn't do just about anything for you."

You can't help but sigh hopelessly, although it comes out as a desperate noise that pleads him for more. You really were all his, just like he loved to tell you.

"Now hand me your phone." It's a whisper, coaxing you. "I wanna see you in red."

You can’t say no. 

At least it was mutual.

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Kakuzu doesn't get enough credit

This 91 year old man survived like 28 years in the WS era, attempted to assassinate Hashirama, fought and lost but survived a battle with him, was subsequently imprisoned by his village for his failure for who knows how long, escapes with a forbidden jutsu and then pends like 30 years as a missing nin, stealing hearts and taking names, survives the 1st, 2nd and 3rd Shinobi world wars only to finally end up with the akatsuki and stayed fine as fuck the whole time like Madara with his godly Hashirama life support couldn't even

What a fucking unit of a man

He should have been given a much cooler end

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wtf is going on with tumblr i can’t click any links

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Laxus and reader smut Drabble😝

You were on your knees while looking up at your best friend Laxus, his bulge right in front of you. They can’t help but laugh at how pathetic you look as you’re begging/pleading for him to use your mouth. And who was he to deny his favorite person in the world that? He loved how good you looked, tears filling your eyes and drool dripping from your lips from how sloppy you were being while giving him head.

“Look at you precious. On your knees worshiping me just like the bitch you are.”

He had his hand on the back of your head guiding your head down lower and lower. A grunt escaped his throat as he threw his head back while thrusting into your mouth. You were making it your mission to take all of him down your throat and that’s exactly what you did. It was a struggle though. He was a big guy with a big dick to match his ego. He felt you push your head all the way down, the tip of your nose nuzzling against his pelvis. His eyes widened and he couldn’t help but smirk as he pulled your head back.

“eager to please me right baby? Let’s see how well you can actually take me.”

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wahh... tojikuna... wahh

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My baby dad🙏🏽

Risotto Nero again! This time in a Mika Pikazo inspired artstyle and composition! ✂️✨

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DADDY'S HOME !!!

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giving bouncer vibes. either at a regular dance club, where you and your friends show up so often that the moment he sees you, he just lets y'all pass. he'll chuckle when you snake your finger into his belt loop, tugging it as you purr out your gratitude. he'll definitely stop you next time, gripping your wrist with his callused hand. "playin' a dangerous game, love."

or a strip club, where he's thrown out so many clients for you that he doesn't bat an eye when you run up to him with your cunt on full display. "is it tha' guy again? told laswell lettin' him back in was a mistake. i'll take care of it, love."

phew!

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more biker sugu x hoochie mama reader texts ♡( ◡‿◡ )

pt. 1

warnings: suggestive

a/n: ya’ll i’ve been so tired, i promise ima work to finish the other fics this week!! ilyy

he gets yo name tatted

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cw: unedited, mild misogyny? if you squint?

price x fem reader thoughts

John Price definitely loves being a little bit of an asshole. He just adores being the traditional dominant provider type for you and spoiling you, but sometimes you get a bit to spoiled. If he doesn't like your attitude he'll fuck you from behind with your face buried in his bicep, whispering the filthiest shit in your ear. " is this all ya needed luv? hmm? big strong man to fuck you silly? little miss independent needs to be reminded who this pussy belongs too, yeah?" he has your face covered in drool and his arm covered in bite marks. He especially loves to grab you by the hair and pull your head back. "want to hear those pretty sounds luv. Make sure the neighbors know I take good care of you" all you can do is whine and steady yourself in his arms as the sounds of his fast pace thrusts fill the room.

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I am not built for this college shit it irks my soul real bad

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♡. ˖⁺

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Found this picture on Pinterest and holy shit. The smile, the SWEATER. I need him so fucking bad.