#🖇. writings

[rusmii]

𓂃🦄. BSD MEN HITTIN' THAT G-SPOT !

chuuya, dazai, tecchou

tags. x fem!reader, smut, cockwarming, implied/referenced punishments, grinding, controlled sex, (hard) bite marks, almost caught, blowjob under desk, desk/office sex, jealousy, punishments, brats/brat taming, overstim, marking, lewd acts, praising, degrading, cock drunk/pussy drunk, breeding kink, fingering, clit stimulation, squirting, multiple rounds, kinda riding, petnames, multiple uses of profanity, BANNERS/DIVIDERS MADE BY ME.

ps. leave me alone my shit writing is making me depressed.

all credit on this post belongs to @rusmii . don't steal >:(((

rules (for m.list) | taglist: @luvan1 @bfdazai @asqmi @squigglewigglewoo @liviash @doonifox @ishqani @xxcandlelightxx @iheartpieck @ezelium @atsquie

" 'Zai," you whisper into his ear, the soft breeze making him shudder for a brief moment. "Yes, 'bella?" He asks, his eyes still on his suicide book that he was reading. An annoyed sigh came out from you. What made his suicide book that he's read over a gazillion times more important than you? You stood there beside him for a minute, thinking about how to get his attention on you next. Dazai on the other hand knew what you were aiming for. Your skimpy nightwear and lounge gaze was enough to tell him everything. And truth be told, he was also feeling the same way. "Osamu~" You say again, straddling his lap as you do so. "Can I cockwarm while you read? Pretty pleeaase?~"

"Why're you moving, darling?"

A lump formed a clog in your throat. The small question he asks you within a few minutes in already has you wishing that you'd never propose this idea to him. He flips a page, humming as he does so. The usual smile he has when he sees you is present on his face.

His cock sits nice and still inside you. The slight curve of his dick being the main culprit of your squirmish movements. " 'M no- 'm sorry." You can feel Dazai eyeing you, the lie you almost gave him making you swallow the lump inside your throat in fear. For a few seconds, Dazai doesn't do anything, his attention long gone from his book as you burrow your head into the crook of his neck.

Clutching his shoulder that you laid your head on, you could feel slight movement in it. Dazai hums lowly, letting you off the hook this time. "Hm~ Fine. Be a good girl, though, and don't let me catch you humping me like a dog. Understood?"

You clench your teeth. Whew, for a moment there you thought you were fucked there. Punishments with Dazai was unpredictable, and you didn't intend on passing dangerous territory just yet. "Yes sir." — "Good girl," he praises, his warm words making your pussy ache.

Your pussy clenches around his cock, the silent lewdness of the situation made it wetter as time went on. You close your eyes, attempting to focus on Dazai's humming. His melodious tune being able to calm even the scorchest of hot headed men. You sigh, subtly rocking your hips against his. The unreactive Dazai giving you more courage to keep grinding on his cock.

Eventually, you heard the book close. The sound makes you halt and pull away. "You done readin'?" You question him when you see your lover setting the book aside onto the lamp table. Dazai hums, his soft expression calming your beating heart. Just for a moment there, you thought he caught you — "About 56 times." He cuts you off.

What? What was he talking about? You look at him, making eye contact almost immediately. Though he does not say anything, his sly smile and slanted eyes do. Your eyes start darting to anywhere but him, moving to the wall behind him. "My eyes are here," he points to his face, his voice rephrasing what he said earlier, "About 56 times did you disobey my orders."

"I -.." Excuses start piling up inside your throat. Shit. Shit, shit, shit. He caught you, and there was nothing you could do about it. " 'I' What?" He mocks, the sinful smile he gives you was enough to have you breaking down. "I - I don't know! I -"

Endless blabber escapes from you. Dazai sits there and watches. Letting you cry out your frustration. He rubs the back of your head, a mocking coo leaving him. "Aw~ There, there darlin'. Don't cry, I promise I'm not that disappointed in you. You did your best, and I acknowledge that. Unfortunately, we both know that you could've done better." Bitter words come from him.

You were at a loss for words. No amount of crying and pleading was going to get you of your punishment now. Dazai doesn't wait for a response from you, though, pushing your chin up using his fingers. He was now eye to eye with you as he leaned forward, his head tilted to the side to line up with your lips. " 'M not gonna punish you too harshly. Despite you disobeying me, your grinding almost made me toss the book," Dazai admits, which makes your mouth drop open in surprise for just a split second.

"And for that - " He thrusts up hard. A loud moan escapes from your lips before you can muster any form of blockage. " - Ride for as long as you want." His smooth sailing words pur into your mouth. His own capturing yours into a soft, passionate kiss that matched the rhythm of your crotches grinding together. " 'Samu! - S- Osamu!" You moan his name, the tip of his dick rubbing against your bundle of nerves.

His eyes never leave yours. Every breathless grunt he lets out only spurs you on to bounce on his dick. The act makes him groan before he stops you from doing anymore. "Osamu..!" You whine, wondering why he stopped you. "No, I said for as long as you want. Not whatever you want."

You nod your head repeatedly, wanting to cum and get this over with. Dazai seems to agree so as well — using his hands to guide your hips. The slow grind making you cry tears of frustration. "Please! Please! - Osamu- Please! Please! - " — " Sh sh, I got you." Dazai reassures you, fastening the pace.

"Mmhm!~ Osamu! Osa - Osamu!!~" You squeal, his dick rutting inside your gushy cunt as he marks your neck made you see white. The tight clench of your walls made Dazai bite down a little too hard, tasting bits of iron in his mouth.

Dazai continues to grind his hips through your orgasm, feeling his own high building up. "Shit - Fuck! - cummincummin - Ghnn~" He groans into your neck. The pressure that had accumulated by your grinding earlier toppled down on his orgasm.

The white ribbon laced your walls deep inside you, the pressure of his dick pressing hard on your g-spot, giving you another orgasm. Hearing your second wave of squeals, Dazai uses a hand to rub your lower back, thrusting up slightly to help you ride out your second orgasm.

"Good - " He pants heavily, his flushed face with swollen lips, " - Good fucking girl, holy shit."

"And for -!" Chuuya hiced. His brain being thrown for a loop as he grips the new paperwork that was given to him by Akutagawa. Said man seems to notice his red face and questions him. "Sir, are you alright?" Chuuya waves him off, "Yeah - just.. - feeling a little hot in this room right now - how high did I set the temp again?" He laughs awkwardly and orders Akutagawa to go check. While Akutagawa is distracted, Chuuya looks down to find his pants unzipped and you sucking the tip of his dick. "Stop. Akutagawa is here. Let's do this when he's gone," he orders you, attempting to swat you hand away from his balls. But before he could do that, Akutagawa returned. "Sir, seems like the temperature is just below average - are you sure you're okay? — "YES! You - You may leave." Chuuya stutters on his words when he feels you engulf his entire dick into your mouth.

"You - " A slam of his hips has you spiraling into moans. " - Fucking - " Thrust " - Brat," he snarls above you. The nasaled expression on his face matching the rhythm of his hips.

"Chu-uuyaa!!~" You squeal, wrapping your legs around his waist as his dick plunges straight into your core — his dick hitting that spot every time he thrusts in. He groans, the feeling of your cunt wrapped around his cock perfectly could make him cum right then and there. "Yeah? That feel good? Fuck - bet that shit does." He slaps your thigh. "Brats like you shouldn't even be getting dicked down so good," he continues. His hips never faltering its rhythm.

"Good! Feels so good! Please Chu - Chu fuck me!" Affirming his accusations only made Chuuya more bricked than the hardest damn rock. All papers, pens, and other random shit had been thrown off his desk in a haste. He'd care about it when he was done with you. "Mhm..~ Ha! 'Dunno. Should brats like you get fucked like good girls? Hm?" He puncuates every word with a slow, sharp thrust. " 'Cause the whore 'm fuckin' is on Santa's naughty list right now."

You arch your back, the pleasure becoming overwhelming. You roll your head up as more nonsense came from you. His dick rubbed your spot intensely while grinding your crotches together. The sharp, angled, shallow thrusts almost, causing you to nearly shut one eye from losing control of most of your senses.

"Ahnn!~ - Yesss! Pleaaaasse - " You slur on your words, your tongue falling loose in your mouth. Chuuya tugs your arms to him and grips your wrists, sliding your body back and forth across the desk. "Chuuya! Chuuyachuuyachuuya!!!~" — "Fuck - keep moanin' my name like that and I might cum right now," he groans above you. His head was thrown back, face full of bliss.

Chuuya angles his dick again, making sure the tip and side of his length run against your g-spot. He hears another squeal, making a mental note to come back to this angle when he's fucked you silly.

Actually, scratch that — with how you're clinging your vices onto him so tightly, he can only assume that you were cumming right now. "Shiiit." A curse falls upon him when he finally notices the tight clench of your pussy. Chuuya didn't even realize you were having an orgasam until he saw your fucked out, lewd face. "Fuck - Oh fuck.." He grunts, slowing his thrusts as to hold out longer.

"Geez ‐ Shit - [Name], did anyone ever tell ya' how hot you look when you get all fucked out like that?" He asks, a grin spread from ear to ear. As soon as you catch your breath, you hum. "Yeah - you," you release a breathy laugh. "Me? Just me?" He asks again leaning down to give you a chaste kiss on the corner of your mouth. "Who else would I be letting raw dog me? Not Michi."

The casual mention of your coworkers nickname caught Chuuya's attention. "Michi? Tachihara? Since when the fuck did you and and that fucker get on friendly terms?" A shallow upturn thrust surprises you. "Huh - Gh~ - What? Me and him have always been on friendly terms - Ogh!~"

"That's such fucking bullshit 'n you and I both know it." Chuuya interrupts you, thrusting into your cunt again. "W-wait!~ Chu-uya!" You moan. "You wanted me to fuck you like the dirty street slut you are — I'm gonna fuck you like a damn bitch in heat waitin' for a new batch of litter."

Never one to go back on his word, Chuuya picks up his pace, not caring about his rhythm. He aims for the same spot that has you crushing boulders when poked there. "Chuuya!~ Please! Please! T'much! So - " — " - Cut that shit out, overstim is your favorite pass time activity." His balls slap your ass from how deep he's inside you. "Don't wanna hear you give me that 'too much' crap. Yer' perfectly capable of handling 'nother few orgasms."

He was right. Fuck — Chuuya was so right. The mini act you put on was nothing but a facade of how you were feeling internally.

Lewd images racked your brain. The visual thought of Chuuya breeding you straight up was enough to get your pussy pulsing in a matter of seconds. "Fuckfuck! Chuuya! Please, 'm gonna cum!! Gonna cum, gonna cum, gonna cummm!!~" Chuuya grunts above you, sweat dripping down him. "Fuck - you feel so fuc-kin' good! Sweetheart ya' feel so fuck - ughhn!~"

At the very last moment, Chuuya angles his dick exactly like how it got you to cum right away. Your jaw drops open, your eyes roll back, and your back arches into Chuuya's chest as he leans down to burrow his head into your neck. "Mhm~ mmm - 'm cummin - shit - 'm cummin' doll." Was your only warning before you felt his cum sticking to your walls. The creamy goop being fucked deeper as he rides out both of your orgasms with slowing thrusts.

A few more shallow thrusts, and you two are whining in overstimulation, Chuuya quieter than you. He pulls away when he feels your legs unwrap from his waist, watching them dangle to the side in exhaustion.

He pants heavily. His face is bright red and messy hair is a perfect image to burn into your memory.

"Chuuya," you call out to him, way out of breath to even talk. "Yeah?"

"You do remember that you were the one who forced me and Tachihara on friendly terms, right?"

"..... Oh yeah." He scratches the back of his head before pulling out to slap his dick on your cunt. "Givin' you a break before we continue," he winks — readjusting the position of your body.

"You wanna what?" Tecchou answers your question with another question. "Wanna get fingered so hard until I black the fuck out," you shrug your shoulders. The request wasn't expected, just a suggestion to spicen up your guys sex life — that was a lie, it was because you saw him flexing his fingers the other day and couldn't get the image of him being past knuckle deep inside your cunt out of your head!

"Hnn!!~" You squeal, the fingers prodding gently against your g-spot pulling the second orgasm out of your for the night.

Tecchou doesn't say anything, pulling his fingers out to stare at it. You glance at him, wondering what he had in plan. "Tecchou?" You get up on your elbows, eyes full of concern. Did you cross a line? Was this too much? Before you could ask any of the questions that popped up in your head, Tecchou slips his fingers into his mouth — fingers coated in your slick.

He sucks on his fingers, his tongue webbing around each one that was inside of you. "Tecchou.. What the fuck..?" You said, shock filling your brain as you watched him finger fuck his own mouth with your arousal.

He hums, his fingers coming out with a pop as he pushes you back down on the bed. "Tecchou, what the fuck was that? Why did you just - " — "Why is this a problem but not my face between your thighs?"

Speechless, you turn your head away. The thundering pump of your heart is not helping with thinking of anything to retort back. When Tecchou receives no answer from you, he drops his hand down to your clit — the gentle press bringing you back to earth. "third round?" He asks as he circles around your clit.

"Y-yeah -" Your breath hitched when he slipped three fingers inside your sopping cunt. The stretch of thick, veiny fingers stuffed up your pussy was almost enough to push in two mini didlos in there. You moan, a loud one that encouraged Tecchou to continue with what he was doing. " 'Gonna slip a fourth one. Can you do it?" A question for consent before he makes room for another finger.

"Mhm," you nod, already feeling the finger joining the others. Hissing, you bit your lip. The pain was mild, but the slight burn of the stretch made your eyes water a bit. "Hm," He hums again. "Relax, you're going to make me hurt you." His fingers still inside, not once moving until he feels you unclench around them. "Mm - I'm trying."

Tecchou doesn't seem to be happy with that response. "Don't force yourself." Was all he said before you felt him shift his fingers around. What came next was a gasp being ripped from you and another curl to the same spot. "T-Tecchou!~" You moan, feeling your spot being prodded at. The soft pressure he applies every time he presses down makes you squirm a bit. "I can feel you getting tighter. Does it feel good?" He asks, voice soft and gentle.

"Yes! Please!" You bring a hand down to your clit, rubbing it in a way that gives you the most pleasure. Tecchou's speed increases, the fingers curling inside all hitting the same spot. Your hips start to shake, the pressure of your approaching orgasm building up in your abdomen. "Te-Tec-hou!~" Hiccups escape through your sobs. Tears streaming down your cheeks due to the pleasure.

" 'M - cummin' - 'M cummin' !" Your body squirms. Tecchou pins you to the bed, fingering as fast as he can. "You can do it." The first praise of the night being whispered so lightly. His usual blank expression is now a mix of proudness and adoration. "C-can't! T'much! Too much!" You sniffle, pulling your arm back for better support. Tecchou takes it upon himself to do the job for you, using both of his hands, he plunges straight into you — simultaneously adding a fifth finger when he sees the puddle you made. His other hand doing the same gentle circles around your clit.

And finally, after a few minutes — the blockage in your abdomen snapped. The floodgates of your cum squirting out clear fluid as Tecchou re-angled his hand. "Ghhhh~ Ohhggg...!" You whine, your legs threatening to kick as you slightly lift your body off the bed.

Tecchou watches mesmerized by your shot, aiming at his chest directly. The clear fluid dripping down his pecks and into his abs below. "Woah.... That was so hot."

hi was gonna originally write nikolai + fukuzawa but didn't have motivation for them :(... I did start out nikolais but don't even get me started on fukuzawa.... here's a snippet of nikolais

do you guys want me to write a pt2 with fuku+niko??

[ilythena]

·˚ ₊˚ 𝐓𝐎𝐏 𝟐 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝟐.

Sum. ᯤ How would the blue lock characters react to you being in a fight? Fic ver. PART 2

Char. ⩩ Isagi Yoichi, Bachira Meguru, Reo Mikage, Nagi Seishiro, Kunigami Rensuke, Rin Itoshi, Chigiri Hyoma

Tags. ⌯ Fighting, isagi scolding you but you dgaf, blood.

Wc. ꩜ 1,155

“I hate parties.” Isagi says, shoving through the crowd of people with Bachira following behind him. “I think this is fun!” Sitting down on couch in the only empty room in the house, Bachira takes a sip of his drink and smiles wide at the clearly irritated Isagi.

Chigiri walks into the room just as upset as Isagi, complaining that he already lost Reo and doesn’t know where else to go, and Bachira is trying to convince the two to stay a little longer— at least until they find everyone.

Kunigami somehow also finds the room where the three boys are sitting and joins them on their little conversation, siding with bachira on the party isn’t that bad, he texts Reo and Nagi to see where they are and to find out if they’re okay. Chigiri and Isagi continue to complain until Kunigami excuses himself to go get some water.

It takes him a while to get back, and Bachira assumes Kunigami probably got distracted or got lost and forgot to return back. “He’ll be back eventually, kunigami is responsible. He wouldn’t drink or get high so we don’t need to worry about him!”

They think nothing of it and continue to talk thinking that Kunigami is gonna return soon with a bottle of water or two. What they didn’t expect Kunigami to return with was a angry you who’s screaming and kicking calling someone an “ugly ass bitch” with Reo and nagi following close behind. Your hands are covered in blood from the bottle that the other girl swung on you and your face is cut because of her nails.

They think nothing of it and continue to talk thinking that Kunigami is gonna return soon with a bottle of water or two. What they didn’t expect Kunigami to return with was a angry you who’s screaming and kicking calling someone an “ugly ass bitch” with Reo and nagi following close behind. Your hands are covered in blood from the bottle that the other girl swung on you and your face is cut because of her nails.

“What the fuck.” Isagi doesn’t waste a second to close the door and find something to clean your hands up with, blood is all over the floor from the cuts but you don’t care about any of that, all you want to do is get back out there and teach that girl who she’s fucking with. “Y/n?! What happened!” “Dear god.” Bachira and Chigiri are trying to calm you down and Kunigami is still holding on to you— trying to make sure you calm down so you don’t run out there and fight again.

“Me and Nagi were walking to the kitchen to get some quiet and we saw y/n and some lady arguing, next thing I knew I blinked and the girl had tried to swing her beer bottle on y/n’s head.” Reo said, and Nagi looks more awake than ever.“Kunigami I swear to god let me go before I whoop you next. I’m not gon’ run.” “Can’t do that, y/n.” Kunigami sits you down on the couch and chigiri is repeating how we’re all leaving as soon as possible. Isagi returns with a towel and looks pissed as he wraps your hands up in it and gets a closer look at your face.

Bachira suddenly knows exactly who reo is talking about, it’s the same girl you had beef with since you started dating Rin. He doesn’t hesitate to smack his teeth and look as irritated as you. “She’s so annoying. Why won’t she let up?” “Exactly! She’s a fucking hater and I can’t wait until I can whoop that ugly hoes ass. I guess I gotta wait another day cause-“ “y/n be for real. You’re bleeding and we’re going home.” Isagi grips the back of your shirt hard as hell and drags you out the house with everyone else following.

You all hop in the car with you seated between kunigami and nagi, the two keep an eye out for you to make sure you’re okay.

Nagi’s phone dings and screaming is heard off of it, you peek and it’s your fight video— It’s pretty obvious you won despite the bleeding hands. “This is exactly why i didn’t even want to come in the first place, this shit is ridiculous.” Isagi sighs, steering out of his parking spot and driving to Rin’s place. “I mean, at least y/n won.” Nagi says and chigiri side eyes the taller male. He shrugs and mouths a ‘it’s true!’

Bachira turns around to look at you and you’re not even saying anything, he knows you well enough to tell you’re irritated beyond belief and all you want to do is fight. The said girl has been on your back since you started dating Rin and doesn’t let up, the alcohol she consumed built up her confidence to fight you when you were having a good time.

Nagi rubs your back and Kunigami tells you to breathe because Rin wouldn’t be happy to see this, you take his words into consideration and calm down a little. Rin didn’t even want you going and looking back now he was right.

Your hands are still bleeding, and it’s soaking through the towels now. It’s concerning you more and more as each second passes and you’re pretty sure you need stitches, Reo notices and tells Isagi to go to the hospital instead.

“What? Why wo- oh my fucking god she cut you that deep?” Isagi says, quickly looking back and seeing how much blood is now in his car and on you as he makes a U-Turn and drives to the hospital. “That bitch is crazy.” He mumbles as Bachira looks through the glove compartment for some towels or something to at least clean some of it up.

Chigiri has been quiet this whole time, honestly wanting everything to calm down. “Someone call rin!” Reo says and chigiri dials his number, no answer. Calls again, no answer.

Nagi notices and calls rin, still no answer. You see this and say “call rin off my phone, he has all of you silenced.” Isagi and kunigami scoff and kunigami picks up your phone as nagi takes the paper towels from bachira to hold your hands in.

After calling Rin on your phone, he finally picks up with a “hello? I was going to call nagi and chigiri back but you called-“ “y/n got in a fight and we’re on our way to the hospital.” Silence consumes the car for about 5 seconds before you hear Rin scream “WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO Y/N.”

You laugh and Kunigami points the speaker to you “I’m fine babe, I just got into a fight and the bitch cut my hands open with the bottle she swung at me.” “So you’re not fine is basically what you just said. Who was it?” Rin says, shuffling is heard over the phone and you assume he’s getting up to meet you at the hospital. “It was the same girl I told you was mad that we were dating.” And Rin let’s out an ‘oh god. Her.’ And you laugh harder. Its the only time you’ve smiled since the incident happened.

[nevsluvr]

— 𝗱𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗰 —

𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆: 𝘀𝘁𝗲𝘃𝗶𝗲 𝗳𝗹𝘂𝗳𝗳 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗻𝗮𝗻𝗶'𝘀 𝗻𝗮𝘀𝘁𝘆 𝟭𝟵 𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗻𝗴𝗲 (@ameliora-j) 𝘂𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗹𝘂𝗳𝗳 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗺𝗽𝘁𝘀!

𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: 𝗽𝗿𝗲-𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗲𝗱 𝗿𝗲𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗽, 𝗱𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗰 𝗳𝗹𝘂𝗳𝗳, 𝗵𝘂𝘀𝗯𝗮𝗻𝗱!𝘀𝘁𝗲𝘃𝗲, 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗻𝗲𝗿!𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿, 𝗴𝗲𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝗻𝗲𝘂𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗹!𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿, 𝗹𝗺𝗸 𝗶𝗳 𝗶 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗴𝗼𝘁 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴.

𝗮/𝗻: 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝗼 𝗳𝗰𝗸𝗻 𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗶𝗺 𝘀𝗼𝗿𝗿𝘆 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗶 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗴𝗼𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗼𝗳 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝗶𝘁 𝗿𝗻 𝘀𝗼 𝘆𝗲𝗮𝗵! 𝗶 𝘀𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗹𝘆 𝗮𝗱𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗵𝗶𝗺.

𝗺𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁!!

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you waltzed into the room humming a small melody stuck on your head upon hearing it from steve’s radio the night prior when driving home.

“is that my shirt?” your husband delivered with confusion in his tone though he already knew because clearly it wasn’t, he chuckled at how adorable you look.

you purposely used the extra large ones because they’re much comfier, you simply loved stealing his clothes and after wearing you leave a hint of your scent on them which makes his heart warm.

steve, as lovesick as always, was analyzing every feature of yourself in this particular second, he made sure to take a mental picture of how beautiful you looked and even though you always did, he thought you did a thousand times more when wearing something that was his.

“stop looking at me… it makes me nervous” but he couldn’t help it.

“still?” the cheshire cat smile creeped up upon his face as if were in its nature to admire you.

“still.” you’re his whole world, of course he still knows how to get you flustered after years of dating and getting to know each other, slowly becoming closer with every passing moment together, steve knows you like he knows the sky is blue and grass is green.

“have you seen yourself baby? you’re absolutely gorgeous how could i ever not?” he huffed out as he rolled his eyes

“ugh shut up before i kiss you” lunging yourself onto him, wrapping your arms around his neck you brushed your nose with his in a small teasing but loving manner you giggled and held him closer as he laughed with you as he attacked your whole face with kisses, filling the room with echoes of lovesick laughs and giggles.

[i23kazu]

♡ you're my spark

char. : music major!xiao x gn!reader genre : romantic fluff / modern + college au! a/n : reblog with tag and comments please !! mwa hope you guys enjoy

xiao as a music major is genuinely something i can see him doing

i mean… channelling the trauma into music

with all his seasons, he’s never felt so creatively dry until now :,)

crumpled paper after crumpled paper with half scribbled lyrics and notes are strewn all over his desk, some thrown in annoyance

what was he supposed to write? losing his siblings? heartbreak? missing his dad? being bitchless?

but anyways yeah. his mind was on creative strike and the producer part of him wasn’t producing

bUT WHEN HE MET YOU, HOWEVER

not to sound cliche, but everything changed 😔

you were initially there to interview him about his campus life for the school’s social media page

“hi xiao! thanks for agreeing to this interview. we could start off with a few questions first, maybe? [ xiao nods. ] what’s your next song about?”

aaaaaand it was the one question he couldn’t answer. what was he to say? that he wasn’t working on anything right now?

“it’s actually been a bit of a rough time, creatively. inspiration is lacking nowadays.” he blushed.

you knew how it felt, especially as another creative.

"well, what do you usually write about, then?"

the funniest thing about this post is that i'm the one who's creatively dry...

imagine giving him your favourite topic to write about then him turning it into a song. but if you're a boring person then i'm sorry bc xiao isn't going to write about tax refunds or something idk

you literally gave him the inspiration. he also literally called you inspiration fuel as your contact in his phone

“hey, inspiration fuel. what’s next”

okay thats kinda funny

anyways yeah. you give him inspiration and in return you get to stare at his hella beautiful face while he writes something down

this will probably have a part two when the two of you get together LMAO

a/n: am i just projecting onto xiao because my mind is on creative strike? idk. maybe. anyways if you liked it please give me a reblog w tags and comments bc they make me very happy :D also pls consider giving me a follow mwah

[astronomyandfrogs]

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐀 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐒𝐖𝐈𝐌.

in which you and spencer are horny for each other, and in a pool.

request: ummmm i swear that if u don’t write something like this!! i will be very mad at u.

a/n: ooc!spencer because he actually sleeps at night, secretboyfriend!spencer, age gap relationship, smut in a swimming pool and semi-public sex (🤪).

“i want all of you to take a good night sleep” emily ordered, handing out the room keys to pairs of two. tara and jj, luke and simmons, rossi and spencer, emily and me.

an hour time skip and you were laying on your bed, eyes wide open. you turned on your side, using your pillow to cover your ears from emily’s light snoring.

in that istant you gave up on a night of dreams. you got up, put on a random pair of trousers and tied a sweater around your hips. you took the keys and closed the door as slowly and soundlessly as possible.

for a second you considered knocking lightly at spencer’s door, but rossi still being possibly up could have been a problem. and everyone know the love he had for gossip — a subtler penelope garcia, basically.

so you headed to the elevator and even before you could call it, the doors opened to reveal the person you were thinking about.

“what are you doing still up?” spencer asked, walking towards you to cup your cheeks. you felt your muscle relax, melting under his touch.

“couldn’t sleep”.

he pulled you closer, one hand over your lower back and the other one in your hair. you hugged him tight, sinking in his chest.

“wanna take a bath with me?” he whispered over your hair. you frown.

“im pretty sure one of our roomie could and will wake up”.

“there’s a swimming pool” you look up, mildly surprise “i was surprised too, this hotel must have costed quite a bit to the bureau”.

you didn’t have a bikini in your go-to bag, but you didn’t care much. you and spencer had already been physical for a few months, therefore showing skin wouldn’t be a problem, the opposite of it, actually.

you knew he didn’t pack a costume either.

so, five minutes later, you were both sitting on the edge of the pool, ready to get in.

“should we take our clothes off?” he asked, scratching his neck. you giggled at the controversy of the scene: a nearly forty years old men getting shy on a mid twenties girl. instead of answering you just took your shirt off, reviling the green bra you were wearing — extremely lacy and see-through, except for the nipples that were covered by a thicker pattern.

spencer was quick to follow you and after taking off his shirt, he unbuckle his belt and your eyes immediately shot up to look at his underwear, under which he was visibile already getting hard. you pressed your lips together to hide a smile.

you looked at his face. the only light source were the few garden lamps scattered on the perimeter of the pool making a calming penumbra all over you, in which you could see his eyes glossing at the image of his lips on every centimeter of your body, now and then focusing alone on your breast, almost drooling from foretaste. goosebumps covered your body.

now just with your panties and bra on, you closed the few inches between the two of you, longing for each other. the kiss — all the once that had been before and the once that were yet to happen — was the remembrance of the seal of loyalty, empathy and affection confesses by each touch, each staring, each laugh that they shared.

step by step you got closer to the stairs that lead to the pool. the water was soothing your mind and soul, each wave created by your moving bodies hugged you.

the hotel was dead silent, so when a door was heavily closed both of you heard it. you moved away from each other, panic written on both of your faces. the steps were coming closer and closer, so you had to act fast in case it was not an old lady with some sleep disorder taking a night walk and you dove in the water, back touching the edge of the pool, while your nose was basically touching his groin.

he was hard as a rock.

he moved closer, probably to look like he was actually just chilling near the edge of the swimming pool, but he acted so quickly that you hadn't had the time to turn your head, which caused your lips to touch him.

he instinctively tried to move away, but the twitch of his dick had been so visible that you felt the most primal need to do something about it.

still completely underwater, you started touching him, firstly just with your hands to caress him and secondly with your mouth, to leave a trace of kisses from the base to the tip, then switch to the tongue.

the combination of lack of inhaling oxygen and exhaling carbon dioxide was staring to make you fell dizzy. your vision was starting to blur when spencer took you by the hips and helped you came up from the water.

you held tight to his shoulders, but before you could have filled your lungs with air, he placed an hand over your month and slid into you, without a single word or a warning.

“is this what you want, little temptress” he groaned in your ear “to be fucked were everyone could see us?”. you closed your eyes, taken aback by this sudden pleasure spreading over your body.

as he moved you felt the edge of the pool scratch your back and to held back your moans you had to bit his hand, which only made him move harder inside you in complete ecstasy.

you felt your body burning like the nucleus of a star, ready to orgasm. when you did, your body tensed up so tightly that spencer came into you, biting your neck to stop himself from waking up the whole hotel.

energy-drained, spencer collapsed on you.

[spiritfrvr]

Miles (1610) x Ftm Reader!

miles was done with his spiderman duties when he wanted to come over and play Mario kart! (short dribble)

As you got done washing the dishes you heard a knock on your door, your parents were out and you know better than to open the door for strangers but still curious you open the door to see Miles. “ hey um can I come in?” said Miles as he looked away embarrassed, you thought about it before telling him to come in; he stood near your window and you noticed he seem exhausted, “Are you okay”? you asked before he nodded saying just said Spider-Man duties. Ever since he told you he was Spiderman it seemed like he was extremely busy and didn't have time to hang out with you.

Feeling bad you decide to sit on your couch before looking at him. He looked back at you before smiling then asking “ what do you want to do ? ”, you got off the couch and got two gaming controllers giving one to him and then saying “ you want to play Mario Kart”? He nodded his head and then proceeded to sit next to you as you both played Mario Kart until he got tired.

(ps he mostly won the rounds, also lmk if y'all enjoyed thissss)

[nkogneatho]

PASI BABES 💕 if you feel like it, can i have nightmare and scenery for you and toji?

ofc ofc omg i love this question.

so i don't have nightmares a lot but i do have weord dreams that tend to shake the sense of my reality. so i don't wake up in a cold sweat or scared. i just open my eyes, stare at the ceiling and have a panic attack inside. i notice the ceiling swirling and i start tearing up. i don't feel real anymore. nothing does. but then i feel a hand wrap around my waist. it's not mine for sure because my hands are busy gripping my clothes in fear. suddenly, i feel a warm breath against my neck. "i am here, baby. right by your side." the raspy voice pulls me out of my scary thoughts and soon enough, the ceiling isn't swirling anymore. my body isn't disintegrating. even if it was, the man next to me would collect each cell and decorate it back on my soul. i turn to look at him, his half awake eyes are focused on me, thumb rubbing circles that makes my panic disappear like a butterfly. "here, sweetheart" he takes my hand and places it on his chest. "do you feel that?" my palm feels the vibration of his heartbeat. "from now on, whenever you feel unreal, feel my heartbeat. focus on the movement and how it changes it's pace when you touch me. trust me..." he smiles "there is nothing more real than this. my love for you." i start sobbing because sometimes i don't understand how did i get so lucky to have him. he pulls me into a hug and we cuddle all night.

[2truehearts]

just had my mom read a zhongli piece and she liked it,,,,,, past me would be flying through the ROOF RN IF THEY WERE HERE DLSKSNKSJDJD

[rusmii]

First glance, last meeting – d. osamu (angst)

When he first met you, Dazai knew better than to properly approach you with romantic interest. The few hiccups in his life caused a distaste in the topic of affairs. Every few glances or so, did Dazai return your smiles. His off-distant stare didn't seem to bother you too much, and Dazai wondered why, but he didn't pry into it — fear of the emotional strings tied with it.

When he first met you, Dazai should've known better than to give it a shot. His judgment proves to be wrong this time when he finds himself unable to reciprocate any availability for you. The fear long staggered, now there sits an empty cup of nothingness. Everything he's poured out was stale and brittle — not even you could get him to break the glass. His never-ending facade keeping you in the dark of the still full cup of himself.

When he first met you, Dazai had known from the beginning that you'd break down crying. What you thought to be love turned out to be fraud. Who was he? Who was he to you? Who was he to himself? An answer you'd never understand because Dazai doesn't allow you to. Sitting there on his face laid no emotion — no happiness, no sadness, no sympathy — all numbing to your pain from the inside. Had Dazai not filled himself full of lies before, maybe you'd be able to fill that empty broken cave.

When he last saw you, Dazai was standing across from you, watching as you picked up your scattered belongings from his dorm and storming out with streaming tears. Your brute sob emptied his mind — what was he supposed to do? Try to comfort his ex? No, Dazai knew better than to do that. Knowing full well, it'd only increase your emotional attachment to him if he apologized. His cruel brutality towards you doesn't go unseen by his agency co-workers. Their disappointed stares as he walks into the office the next morning only indicates more troublesome lectures in the near future.

Sigh, why did he have to meet you?

belongs to @rusmii don't steal >:((

hi @tsuunara ur dazai angst

[crispy-chan]

yellow wood wc tracker: 11k

[nevsluvr]

— 𝗵𝗲𝗿 —

𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆: 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗮 𝘀𝗺𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗺𝘆 𝗯𝗯 𝗶 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱𝗻'𝘁 𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗽 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲 𝗱𝗼𝘄𝗻.

𝗮/𝗻: 𝗶 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝗻𝗮 𝗯𝗲 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗴𝗳 𝘀𝗼 𝗯𝗮𝗱 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗽 </𝟯

𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: 𝘁𝗲𝗲𝗻𝘆 𝗯𝗶𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝗮𝗻𝗴𝘀𝘁 𝗶𝗳 𝘂 𝘀𝗾𝘂𝗶𝗻𝘁, 𝗽𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝘄𝗹𝘄 𝗳𝗹𝘂𝗳𝗳.

𝗺𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁!!

· · ┈─────── ⋆៹ ✩۪۟۟≭ ───────┈ · ·

girlfriend!nancy gets so flustered every time you gawk at her while doing the simplest stuff but you’re just so mesmerized you get so distracted by her. by how beautiful she is. analyzing her seemingly perfect features. you just can’t help but stare at her and by consequence distract her from whatever she was doing making her break out in the most adorable flush all over her cheeks and nose and give you the cutest smile anyone could ever conjure, looking at you with those signature nancy blue and captivating doe-like eyes. when the light hit them just right they seem as if they were sparkling and it completely destroys you every single time.

although at first she doesn’t get it and is confused by it, it made her anxious because when girls stared at her at school it wasn’t well intentioned. they judged her so she wasn’t used to your adoring looks her way, nancy thought something was wrong, and so she’d say things like —

“do i have something on my face?” / “oh goodness… your pupils are all blown out.” / “why are you staring so hard at me?” / “my hair is funny-looking right now, right?” all followed by a small furrow of her eyebrows and nervous chuckle.

after you explain to her you are simply admiring her she just can’t control herself and nancy throws herself at you, engulfs you in the biggest hug she can and squeezes you as tightly as possible. she smiles at you and it brightens her face along with yours with utter love, adoring her reaction you lean to peck her soft, pink tinted lips after you pull back with both your hearts throbbing and a grin still on nancy’s face she squealed “i love you so much, you’re the cutest.” “and i love you.”

that was the first time you both said ‘i love you’ to one another and it made it even more special especially for you and so from that moment onwards because of the reassurance of liking and obvious love from her part made you sure to do it as often as possible to be able to see her most genuine smile and cute blush, the cause being you made you feel on cloud nine <3

[i6eyes]

OMG DO U WRITE FOR AOT NOW TOO ???????? WELCOM BACK PHOBIA MWUAAAAAAAAA

omg hello hello !!!! i'm not sure yet tbh .. let's see how far my jean brainrot goes for now lmao

[astronomyandfrogs]

𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐂𝐊 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐂𝐊

or, you snuck in your boyfriend room hoping in some decent sleep.

the last time you felt the urge to sleep was actually months ago. which is the reason you are walking back and forth on the perimeter of the hotel of a room where you were supposed to be asleep after many hours of been awaken in a pool of horrors.

"couldn't sleep?" you touched your chest, eyes closed in fright.

"jesus, luke. do you have padded shoes?".

"that's the weirdest comeback someone ever said to me, honestly" his head was tilted on the side, amusement written all over his face. you shrug.

"what can i say, my brain is very original" he chuckled at your joke.

"anyway, what are you doing awake at four am on a lonely bench of a lonelier hotel in the middle of a even lonelier city in the middle of nowhere?" you asked, pointing at the forest that covered two of the sides of the inn's perimeter.

"couldn't sleep so i went to get a bottle of water and then i found a friend on a lonely bench — was wondering if she was fine" you smiled at him.

"couldn't sleep either" you admitted, he sat next to you.

"this job can take many things from you and on top of that list there's sleep, for sure" you nodded and breathed out a deep sigh that you didn't even know you were holding.

"if you want a tip, usually sleeping near someone helps, especially if it's someone you really care about" you smiled at him, shaking your head.

"i don't have anyone like that".

the answer was a very deadpanned 'ah-ah' that could have been paraphrased as a 'you are not fooling anyone'. he quickly got up, only now you realised that he was wearing the usual clothes for running.

"well, i doubt i'm going back to sleep with a snorer like that in my room, so I just might anticipate my morning run for an hour and an half" that said he run off the narrow street that lead to the center of the city.

the snorer like that was actually spencer that right now was sleeping in the room 3F — the room he shared with alvez for the night.

you quickly left the bench to catch the elevator. you pushed the button with the big (and partially removed) three. you walked past 3C, the room you shared with emily, that was still sleeping soundly.

as you raised your hand to knock on the door, these was already opening on its own. when spencer saw you, you thought that he was going to shout at top of his lungs, but he just took a step back. his muscles relaxed when he recognised you.

"what are you doing?" he asked. you took a second more to answer him just to ink the view under your eyelid: his eyes were basically closed because of the bright light coming from the hall, his hair were in a total state of wilderness and his lips were plumper then the usual — which says a lot.

"saw alvez go for a walk and though 'it must not be safe to sleep alone for a babe like spencer when there's a serial killer on the loose".

his reaction was divided into two: his face was turning a little reddish for the compliment, at the same time there was a grimace of confusion.

"the victimology is low risk blonde woman, i'm high risk brunette man" you couldn't help but genuinely smile.

"i was trying to be cute, spence" his mouth morphed into an 'o', displeased at his taking everything to the letter.

"what were you doing?" you continued.

"i wake up seconds ago and saw that alvez was out so i wanted to see if you were up" he whispered. he only needed his words to reach the person to who's they were intended for, and no one else.

you smiled shyly, closing the distance between the two of you to kiss him. it was very simple and chaste: a quick exchange of love between two people who trusted each other to the bone.

"wanna sleep in my bed?" you smiled broadly. your answer was said with an almost non existent voice, that not even some fish with impressive range haring could have heard it.

he led you to the bed while holding your hand, which he let go off only to pick a shirt for you to wear for the night. as you changed he looked at some files on his desk to give you the privacy he thought you wanted.

as you sat on the bed, that creaked under your weight, he turned around. you laid your head on his chest, so close to his heart that you could almost feel it beat right into your skin.

the bed was so little for two people that you gave up hope for falling asleep. but at seven am, when his alarm ringed, you opened your eyes for the first time in three and you didn't know what it was — maybe his breath on your hair, or his warm hand on your lower back, even his light snoring — but you fell sound asleep. unfortunately, for three hours only.

[laawlesss]

I’m so obsessed with your stuff!! Your writing flows so well and I love your brain and way you portray the OP men so much!!! Do you think you will continue writing CGL? of course not saying this to rush you or anything I know you’re busy with life, just wanted to say it was so good that I read both of them instead of listening to lectures in class ❤️

wAAH i’m so glad u like everything !!!! cgl is currently in the works, i got caught in some heavy writer block trying to figure out how to write kid and killer since i haven’t really gotten to know them super well with where i am in the anime yet, but with fingers crossed i should have it out soon !! got past my writers block and now im just trying to find the time to write TvT it’ll be a long chapter to make up for the absence tho <3333

[atsoomi]

I blacked out and wrote a short little kuroo fic

[tteokdoroki]

pretty theme, pretty baby :3

SEMMIE :(!!!! UR SO PRETTY I LOVENU SO MYCH KISSES U FOREVER AND EVER