#Krisisis smut

[thechaoticplayer]

hihi <3 hope ur having a great day ! Seeing as your requests are open ... May I request Claude & shu using cock warming as a punishment :( I'm in love with your whole blog omg we need more niji writers </3

Author's note: OMAIGOSH TANK YUU 😭😭😭😭 real tho where u mfs at (stares at moots with a loving yet threatening gaze) I'm having a great... morning? I wrote this at 4 am chat go high or go low

Summary: aw shucks, you fucked up :[ COCK WARMING FOR PUNISHMENT FROM CLAUDE AND SHU 💥💥💥 (doesnt seem like a punishment tbh- I'll stop) Contains: nsfw, cockwarming, teasing, f! reader, Shu x reader, claude x reader, praises with a side of degradation, might be slightly ooc None of my works are proofread!

CLAUDE CLAWMARK

"Claude," you whine, squirming atop Claude's lap. "When can I-?"

The cleric quickly hushes you, leaving forward with your back pressed against his chest. "You decided to bother me during such a important time. It's your own fault."

Your core pulsates around his cock, walls fluttering as you roll your hips a bit. A groan, and Claude digs his nails into your thigh. Tears form in your eyes from the sting, as well as the torturous non-movement of his dick inside your warmth. However, his attention remains glued to the damn TV, one hand on the remote and the other pinning you down against him.

You feel so incredibly hot and bothered, Claude filling you up but not getting the sweet feeling of his length pistoning in and out of you like usual. His pre-cum covering your gummy walls, his rough chest against your back, legs spread wide for him for easier access, his whispers hot in your ear while he fucks you hard and slow. His sharp nails deep in your waist, not enough to bleed, but enough to leave a delicious sting and marks that are guaranteed to stay for a while. Your heat swallowing him each time he bottoms out, the squelching noises combining with the sounds of lewd moans and skin slapping skin. That string inside drawn taut inside you as your slick covers his pelvis, the stickiness from your legs proof of your arousal. Back arched, eyes rolled back, hands clenching the bedsheets, moaning the cleric's name like a whore. All the while he praised you for how good you're taking him, how you're being such a good girl for him while he fucks you relentlessly. His thrusts getting sloppy as he gets close as well, and you clamp hard around him. Claude tosses his head back with a drawn out moan as he empties his louds inside you, coating your insides with a white you always craved. You squirting hard around his girth, dripping down and all over the bed sheets. They'd have to get washed, but you didn't care. Not while he was making you feel so good.

But that wouldn't happen for a good while, not while Claude is playing this game. No matter how much you beg and plead for him to move, this is your punishment for not obeying him <3

SHU YAMINO

"So when you get this answer," Shu explains, circling an equation. "This is the y-intercept. So you'd plot down the points on the graph like so. And then you have to find the x-intercept, which is when you basically plug in the value for y into the equation to get x. Afterwards, you plot it down on the graph. However, we aren't done. To find the range and domain..."

God, he kept blabbing on and on. Don't get it wrong, you absolutely adored the sorcerer, but how did he think you were gonna focus with you on his dick? You could barely keep up with any of the numbers thrown about and letters... his veins throbbing inside you as you twitch here and there, your core searing hot. The head of his cock nestled against your g-spot as he had you at a certain angle, one that was slowly driving you insane.

"Hey," Shu says, slapping your thigh, making the area red. "Are you paying attention?"

"M-mhm!" You nod vigorously, squinting down at the paper. The words and numbers swirled around on the page as you tried to obtain your focus. "The... something about the horizontal asymptote? Right?"

"I didn't even say anything about that," Shu chides, thrusting up into your cunt and ripping a moan out of you. You grip the edge of the table, arms and legs shaking. "Now I see why you aren't doing so well in class. You don't pay attention. No wonder your classmates call you an idiot."

"Shu please..." You gasp. "Please..."

"As I was saying..." Shu continues on, as if he didn't hear your pleas. His cock deep inside you, unmoving, causing tears to brim your eyes. The redness on your thighs would continue to spread as Shu degraded you and slapped you, scolding you for not focusing. The few thrusts and rolls of his hips here and there barely offering you any kind of relief from the sorcerer. He was going to make you learn and remember.

[thechaoticplayer]

claude and wilson

Author's note: was inspired to write this shit last month gang let's go hard 🙏

Summary: they like pretty women making them cry

Contains: NFSW content, quick drabble × headcanons, fem reader, bullying them just a tad, sub Yu Q. Wilson, sub Claude Clawmark

Claude Clawmark

Lawd have mercy upon he

Your walls fluttering around his cock, milking him continuously over and over again

Bouncing up and down on his length, tits on full display, skin slapping skin so intimately

His hands are clutching onto your hips for dear life, nails deep in your skin and leaving small traces of pain that didn't even bother you as you ride him silly

Hes crying, sobbing as you force him to cum yet again

"Baby, please," he sobs, his whole body shaking. "Please it's too m-much!"

You stop, blowing hair out of your face. "You want me to stop? Tsk."

A roll of your hips cause him to throw his head back with a high pitched moan.

"I say when it's time to stop."

He loves it when you're rough with him, he has hint it to you before so now you're giving it to him

He'll praise you a lot when you do stuff like this

"A-ah! Just like that! fuck! pleasepleaseplease... "

When you're just sitting on his lap he cant help but get a little handsy

And obviously you let him go along with it until you decide enough is enough and fuck him till hes beggin for you to stop (which you wont)

he fucking lets out the most guttural moan when he cums inside you again, having to lean back in the chair for support as his eyes roll to the back of his head

He'll cuddle you so hard afterwards, face buried in your chest like a cute little lovesick puppet

Yu. Q Wilson

this boy shall whimper and fucking MOAN LIKE A LITTLE BITCHHH

He'd cum to just you touching his hard length

Fisting him so gently and so softly, he basically ruts into your hand like a dog in heat

Hed practically beg you to be rougher with him

Who are you to say no?

So now you're edging him and edging him over and over again

Tears roll down his face as you stop your actions for what seems the 10th time and he whines, bucking up his hips to your hand

"Down, pretty boy," you purr as his leg muscles spasm

"Please please, I wanna cum so badly," he whimpers, gripping the bed sheets hard as you towered over him

"You can and you will."

You edge him even more after that but finally let him cum

He sobs as strings of his seed cover your hand, back arched and he muffles his sinful noises with a hand

Licking up his juices just cause the poor boy to blabber thoughtlessly

it turns him on so much when you treat him like your own personal fuck toy

You fucked him dumb ♡

Like claude, hed snuggle up against you and kiss your hands and face afterwards like a cutie

[thechaoticplayer]

hello chaotic it me zali on my 2nd account

may i request yu q wilson edging and teasing fem reader with aftercare(uty tbh) pls i am so normal about this guy💁‍♂️💁‍♂️💁‍♂️

Author's note: Bonjour Zali hru! One Yu Q Wilson smut coming (lmao) up!

Summary: Our famous hitman and hero loves you to death! And sometimes, during love making times, he doesn't want to stop.

Contains: NSFW content, hitman is edging, dom! Yu q Wilson, some aftercare, soft moments, might be ooc Mdni or dont I'm not ur mom

"Hello love," you greet softly as Wilson steps inside the house you two own together. You help him take his coat off and hang it on the coat rack. "How was your day?"

"Exhausting," he sighs, wrapping his arms around you as you embrace the hug, rocking back and forth slightly. "But all in a good day's work."

"I'm so proud of you," you mumble against his chest with a tight squeeze that makes Wilson grunt.

He laughs, kissing your forehead affectionately. "Thank you. You're the best, you know?"

You hum affirmatively. "Damn straight. And don't you ever forget it."

"Trust me, I won't," Wilson chuckles. He leans down and lays a light kiss on your bare shoulder and your skin burns at the contact. You aren't wearing anything except a pair of underwear and one of his big t-shirts that was quite literally a dress on you. "That shirt looks nice, whose is it?"

"You idiot," you snort, pinching his cheek and he yelps.

Wilson rubs his cheek with a pout. "That hurt."

"Good," you sing, skipping back to the kitchen to prepare him something to eat. "You deserved it."

You explore the cabinets with a hum, peeking in each and trying to figure out what to cook. You glance up at the top cabinets, climb onto the counter, and open them to skim over its contents.

A pair of hands squeeze your hips and you squeak in surprise. You turn your head to give your boyfriend a angry glare and Wilson just smiles up at you.

"Need help?" Wilson teases and you huff, returning your attention to the shelves.

He helps you down, his hands never leaving your hips. You roll your eyes, facing him and arching a brow at him. "What do you want?"

"You," Wilson says against your skin, trailing kisses up your neck. His kisses tickle you and you giggle, your hands lightly pushing against his chest.

"I was gonna make you dinner."

"Dinner can wait."

Wilson kisses you deeply, his hand holding the back of your neck gently. You kiss him back with just as much love, his lips molding against yours. Your arms find purchase around his neck, pulling him closer.

Wilson bunches the t-shirt in his hands, slowly raising the shirt up and over your hips. Picking you up carefully without ever pulling away, Wilson places you on the counter, standing in between your legs. You smile against his lips, one hand tussling his blond hair playfully.

"You really are hungry for something else, aren't you?" You whisper with a big smirk.

His cheeks burn pink, his eyes avoiding yours for a moment. "Shut..."

"Aww, what's wrong baby? Can't handle a little-?"

Wilson cuts you off with a hungry kiss, sliding his tongue in your mouth that effectively shuts you up all while shoving your panties aside and plunging his fingers into you. This rips a loud moan from you, which Wilson swallows with a soft growl.

His two digits piston in and out of you and you gasp, his mouth finding your neck to bite. You grip his shoulders hard, spreading your legs wider for easier access. His fingers curl just right, rubbing against that spongy spot inside you.

"W-Wilson," you whimper, noises spilling out of you as the knot inside your stomach tightens. Wilson chuckles, nipping your ear as he continues his harsh pace. "I'm gonna..."

"Gonna cum? already?" Wilson tuts, slowing down before stopping completely. You whine pathetically, grinding against his hand. "That won't do."

"Please," you plead as Wilson pins your hip down so you stop squirming. His fingers are still deep inside, unmoving.

"Just a little longer sweetheart," Wilson assures you, pulling his fingers out even though your walls squeezed around them, trying not let them go. Wilson brings his digits to his lips, tasting you with a groan. "Can't wait to taste you more... but later..."

Wilson's hand snakes up your shirt, brushing against the sensitive nub of your breast. You bite back a whimper as he traces it with a finger. With a pinch, he causes you to moan softly, the heat increasing even more. You feel so hot all over, and you wanted to find release, but your hitman wouldn't let you.

The shirt rolls up and Wilson pops the tit into his mouth and your hand immediately digs into his scalp, causing him to groan. His tongue swirls around the nub, sucking harshly and leaving bite marks around it as you press Wilson closer.

"You like that?" Wilson asks huskily, a small smirk on his lips.

"Wilson, j-just like that," you gasp, your head rolling back as the moand pour out your mouth. His other hand pinches and rubs the other breast and you feel yourself reaching that peak again.

But once more, Wilson moves away and you groan out of frustration.

"Shh, I'll get you there, just one..." His breaths ghost your skin, down your chest, down your stomach, over your scalding core. Sliding your panties down and gently putting your legs over his shoulders, tilting you back.

The second his mouth goes into contact with your heat you trap him in between your thighs. Wilson moans against you and the shudder takes over your body. He laps at your clit, the arousal and his own saliva combining to make such sinful sounds. Wilson pants like a starving animal, tongue sliding in and out of your wet hole with such speed, you begin to see stars.

"Yes yes!" You exclaim, canting your hips up to him. "Please please I want to cum so bad please-"

The knot unravels in a burst and all you see is white for a brief moment. You release all over his face and Wilson slurps it all up, letting you ride out your orgasm as you come down from heaven. He pulls away from your sex, cheeks still red and blue eyes observing your satisfied expression. Wilson licks his lips, wiping the mess on a napkin before taking you in his arms, and you notice a spot on his pants. You conclude that he too also released without him even being inside you. You smile softly, snuggling against his neck as Wilson carries you to the bedroom.

He lays you on the bed before disappearing into the bathroom. Wilson returns with a semi-wet towel, cleaning your legs up carefully and placing a small kiss on your thigh. You sit up, unbuckling his jeans and helped him clean up as well.

You lay back on the pillows and Wilson crawls on top of you, resting his head on your tummy, his arms holding you tight. You play with his hair in comfortable silence.

Wilson props his chin on your stomach, gazing up at you. "I love you."

"I love you too," you reply, smiling affectionately as you caress his cheek. Wilson goes back to burying his face in your belly and you laugh at the feeling.

What a sweetheart.

[thechaoticplayer]

ALRIGHT I JUST WATCHED THE KRISISIS HARDCORE MINECRAFT STREAM AND

homie nap but it’s not really a homie nap and they just fuck the reader instead <3 no way they can put their beds together like that and expect me to be normal about it

Author's note: the first time I fucking saw the three beds together I was like "ah yes one big bed very normal" and then I get this and I'm like 😨😨 WHY HAVENT I THOUGHT OF THAT- I've never written something like this before so expect me to just suck- It turned out a lot shorter than expected and I apologize 🙏 Summary: what was supposed to be homie nap turned not into a homie nap 😰 will you survive I dont even know fam Contains: FILTH... SMUT... THREE BIG GUYS! THEY GRAB ON MY THIGHS-

Listen, you weren't purposely trying to seduce them. Four damn beds pushed together in one room, squished between Zali and Vanta. These men were big (not that way, but you definitely found out) and took up so much space, you wriggled around a lot.

Then you decided to make a "joke". "Hey, what if we just fucked in this bed instead? I'm not even tired because you big dicks are taking up most of it and its impossible to sleep now," you joke.

Wilson sits up to stare at you. Vanta and Zali prop themselves up on their elbows and there was some sort of silent communication that you didn't hear.

Now, you're on your back, tears streaming down your face as Vanta bullies his way into you, walls stretching to accommodate his large girth. Your legs over his shoulders and hitting that spot just right as Wilson plays with your clit, shushing you and murmuring praises in your ear. Zali is literally french kissing your tits right now, leaving red and purple marks and popping your nipples in his mouth. His tongue swirls around the sensitive bud, and all this pleasure you are feeling makes you see stars.

"Doing so well for us," Zali mumbles, kissing your jaw as you whimper.

"Shit, you feel so good," Vanta growls, hips stuttering as you both near your climax. Your moans get louder and both the healer and hitmen get harder by the second.

"Vanta Vanta," Wilson quickly says, tapping the soldier's shoulder.

Vanta slows his pace and you whine, so close to your climax only to be taken away from you just like that. "What is it?"

"Pull out for a second."

"Wha-"

"I wanna do something, okay?"

They stare at each other for a moment. Ah, another meeting you weren't invited to. Vanta smirks, dragging his cock out slowly and you feel empty. He moves to the side and watches Wilson go straight in between your thighs, eyes twinkling with excitement.

"W-Wilson, what are yo-" a moan cuts you off as Wilson begins eating you out like there was no tomorrow.

"Mm, perfect," Zali purrs, kissing your lips and swallowing your moans. "Doing such a good job, yes you are."

Wilson moans into your pussy, vibrations sending sparks up your spine as you shove his face deeper into you. His tongue laps greedily at your clit, collecting your juices and prodding at your sopping hole. You were close to climaxing, you could feel it coil and twist in your stomach.

"W-Wilson fuck, mm!"

"Looks like Wilson can eat pussy pretty good, huh? what a surprise," Vanta teases from side, pumping his cock up and down at the sight.

"Shut up Vanta," Wilson groans.

"Make her cum," Zali says with a innocent smile. "I want to overstimulated her, just a bit."

"Despicable." Zali laughs at the comment.

Your vision was going blurry and your mind could barely put together a coherent sentence. "W-wha?"

Zali presses a kiss to your forehead. "Don't worry, mon amour, I'm going to make you feel really good."

You clamp around Wilson's tongue and cum hard, your whole body shaking from the orgasm. Wilson sits up, panting, with all sorts of fluid all over his face. Was it sweat? Drool? Cum? Who knows. But you definitely noticed a white stain on his pants.

Zali instantly flips you over on your fours, hand pressing against your abdomen. "Look at this magnificent work of art..." he mumbles and it makes your cheeks flame. He slides his cock between your folds, collecting your wetness before gently making his way into you.

Full again, but overstimulated as shit, you whine loudly, trying to get away. But Zali's hands hold you against him, rocking into your body that made you moan. Vanta sits right in front of you, a devilish smirk on his lips.

"Since Wilson already came and Zali is in the process of it, why don't you suck me off while your at it?"

With a drawn-out moan, you lean down and kitten lick his tip, too impatient to lick every single part, you put his cock in your mouth. He groans at the sensation, bucking up a bit and making even more tears flood your eyes. Not only are you getting it from the back, but the front as well. Vanta face-fucks you, grunting and saying how fucking great your mouth feels.

Zali's shaky breaths tickle your ears as you clamp around his cock. You felt like heaven to him and he wanted you to feel the same. he quickens his pace, skin slapping skin and you moan around Vanta's dick. Wilson's hand went back in between your thighs, the overstimulation too much as you whimper loudly.

"Just a little longer, sweetheart," Wilson mumbles. And just as he says that, Zali unloads himself in you, hair framing his face as he panted.

However, you were still sucking Vanta's girth, his fingers tangled in your hair as you bob up and down. Vanta chuckles at the sight, admiring your pretty face going down on him like that. It gets him close to the edge, and he finally releases, a salty taste in your mouth. You swallow before he says anything, which makes him smile from ear-to-ear.

"Hey Wilson, you haven't gotten to be inside her yet, right?"

The hitman shakes his head.

"Wanna turn?"

You are definitely not going to be able to walk on your own for a while.