#LOOK AT THE LIL TAIL IM CRYING...

[the-bus-called-graveyard-8]

LOUNGEFLY IS PUTTING OUT A LEMUR MINI BACKPACK!!!

[katasstrophy]

shidou with his hair up has me wanting to commit truly unspeakable things HHNNGHHGGHHNHN i will die

[farewell-in-veil]

would u guys kill me if i had a gay bnb moment :pleading face:

[lvminy]

Can I request afab foxian curse reader x sukuna? Ty!

— real form sukuna + fem! foxian curse reader.

mdni. lovers for ages, use of the word mate, dirty talking, desperate seggs, suku is kinda a cutie but a tease ( and a lil mean / possessive like always ) ^_^

“turn around, sweetheart” Sukuna’s voice echoes through the room where his throne lays, the king of curses delighting his eyes at the gorgeous, desperate and flustered look of you, so obediently twirling in your spot with a fluffy tail swinging on your back.

“kuna...” you almost beg, squeezing your hands against each other in front of your panties covered pelvis, whimpering softly at the sight of your lover tilting his head with a smirk tugging from the corner of his lips, “... please”

his cheek rests on his right fist while the other uses two fingers to prompt you to approach, chuckling at your eagerness before sliding his sharp nails across the soft skin of your ass once you're close enough, enough to smell the growing wetness between your thighs. “mm” he moans, half muffled due to his tongue on your lower abdomen, trailing low enough to lick on the skin where his hands pull down your panties, licking a fat strip from your hole onto your pulsing clit.

the stimulation is gone as quickly as it arrived, stealing a broken sob from your lips as Sukuna tugs you down to straddle his hips, the tongue on his tummy replacing the precious one, all while his mouth suckles on your nipples, smiling to himself when your pretty ears twitch and tail swing.

“you’re so fucking wet” he groans, cupping your asscheeks with a pair of hands and spreading on the skin so his belly tongue plunges into your heat, almost forcing you to ride the wet muscle from his strong grip on your body, “it’s like your pussy is begging for my cock”

”my pretty mate wants me so bad, don’t you?” he knows exactly how to rile you up, how to make you whimper needily, ignoring everything else rather than the feeling of his warm tongue inside your cunt, “i love how ruined you look just from my tongue in your naughty pussy” Sukuna says and you cry out, thighs shaking when his tongue gets replaced by the tip of his swollen cock.

your lover waits no time to start pounding into you, his sharp nails digging in your hips as he practically uses like a fleshlight, the other set of hands coming to press his thumbs on your forehead, tossing your head back for his lips to swallow your whines and moans, “t’s so deep” you cry out, yet your hips move in tandem with his thrusts, eager for more.

“i’m going to ruin you” Sukuna grunts, tugging on your tail that's followed by a loud whine from you; his cock slamming against your g-spot while the sounds of skin slapping become louder with the sticky mess between your thighs, spreading through his pelvis and the chair underneath your bodies.

“mm!” you hiccup, digging your nails on Sukuna’s forearms so hard he grunts from the depths of his chest, erratically bucking his hips into your wet heat, drenching your walls with creamy precum.

”you’re close, aren’t you?” he huffs, not wishing for a response since the man knew your body perfectly, aware of every twitch and little sound of pleasure that shows your incoming orgasm. his hand is quick to reach for your neck, not squeezing nor choking, just laying there as a reminder of his possessiveness on you, ”you’re mine, don’t ever forget that”

you moan, and shake, croaking a quiet ‘im close’ before pressing your forehead on his shoulder, letting your instincts take over before piercing the skin of his neck with your sharp teeth, brief enough to muffle your screams of pleasure as you convulse and cream all over his fat cock, barely seconds before Sukuna fills your pretty pussy with thick ropes of cum with a loud groan.

his nail pierces the skin of your bottom lip slightly, swallowing your whimpers with his own mouth, utterly and completely obsessed with the way you melt under his touch even after so many years.

[raineandsky]

Could you do a story where a guard of a Supermax prison befriends a supervillain, because he treats him like a genuine human being instead of an animal; and later, all the power-dampeners suddenly fail; and all these villains just revolt against the guards; but supervillain makes sure he’s safe since he was always kind to him?

Love Ur writing!!

aaaaaaa this was such a fun idea - im absolutely in love with this lil dynamic!! hope you enjoy reading as much as i did writing it :D

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tw blood, death

Animals. That’s all the agency ever saw the villains as. Animals they could poke and push and test and break into nothing.

So when the jail’s power-dampeners fail, the villains are more than happy to make like the tigers are out of their cage.

The villain to the supervillain’s right is burning the lock on his cell door. The villain on his left has fazed straight through hers. The supervillain steps up to the iron bars across his own cell to look beyond.

VIllains are flooding the corridor, breaking for the stairs one by one. “You,” he snaps as someone passes, and they thankfully slow down. “Open the door.”

Escape might be tantalising, if the villain’s quick glance to the stairs is anything to go by, but no villain ignores a supervillain. They rest their hands against the door for a moment, their brow knitted in concentration for a moment, before the lock clunks open.

They pull the door outward as the supervillain steps into the corridor, waiting impatiently. “Thank you,” the supervillain says shortly.

The villain wastes no time continuing their great escape, chasing the tails of the other villains. Golden light flashes against the walls of the stairwell like fireworks, panicked shouting drifting from above, dull thumping as inevitable bodies hit the floor. The superhero strolls up the steps to take in the carnage the villains are wreaking on the pristine agency.

Gunfire showers the corridor in the light of heaven itself. Agency guards are backed up against the one exit. Most of the villains have already pushed past them into the room beyond, but those who haven’t are springing on them from all directions with fire or ice or electricity or nothing but hatred.

He can see someone familiar through the chaos, the eye of the storm. His gun sprays death, his face twisted into a mix of anger and fear, his eyes set on the villain currently making her way towards him with palms of steaming water.

Almost all of the villains have passed through. Most guards are either lying in a puddle of crimson blood or following the flock into the next room. There’s two of them—his Favourite, and someone he couldn’t care less about.

The villain’s water flicks from her fingers and sprays the guard, earning a pained cry and a cringe away from her. His attention falls to the scalding cutting through his skin, and in one fatal move the villain swipes the gun from his hands.

The supervillain doesn’t have time to intervene. The other guard swings his weapon to the villain, and with a flash of golden light she drops to the ground. The gun clatters to the floor with her.

The two of them heave a breath like they’re free, and the supervillain sees his chance. He sweeps up the gun from the floor, shouldering his Favourite out of the way, before turning it on the other guard and opening fire. The force of the bullets shove the guard into the wall behind him, and his descent to the floor is accompanied by a nauseating streak of red.

The supervillain turns his gaze to the last guard, his Favourite, the one who helped him from the day he got here. The one who saw past the animals and saw a person.

The guard returns his gaze with abject horror, defenceless, trapped. His eyes are wide, his back pressed into the wall, his mouth working in a desperate attempt at what is probably a beg for mercy.

The supervillain doesn’t waste time. He doesn’t have any. He grabs the guard’s arm, earning a startled squeak, tucking the gun under his arm. He can see the burns left on the man’s arm from the villain’s attack; small but undoubtedly painful. He lays a hand over them and the guard hisses and pulls in his grip, whether in pain or fear of pain he can’t tell.

His hand is cool—he can tell from the way the guard relaxes in his hold after a moment. The supervillain holds down a pleased smile. “That’s it,” he says smoothly. “Is that better?”

He lets go and the guard tips his gaze to his skin, unblemished and unharmed. Like the water never touched him at all. His mouth opens. Closes. His brow creases.

“Your power…” he tries after a moment, confused, “they never figured it out. They thought you’d have something violent.”

The supervillain throws him a smile, unhidden this time. “They never expected a healer at the head of evil, did they?”

The supervillain drags him along, following the path of bloodshed like a map. Some villains are still loitering—one of them slinks up to the pair with a grin. They inspect the guard closely for a moment before running the edge of their knife across his jaw in thought. He tries to shrink away but the supervillain’s grip on him holds fast.

“Oh, isn’t this one pretty?” the villain purrs. They give the blade a flick for emphasis, and the guard flinches as the edge cuts a crimson line into his cheek. “Can’t wait to show the agency what happens to good little boys like him.”

“No one touches him, understand?” the supervillain snaps coldly. “He’s with us.”

The villain scowls, clearly unsatisfied with his answer. “Oh, we keepin’ pets now, boss?”

“We don’t keep pets, [Villain].” His gaze turns to the guard for a moment, a touch softer, almost thankful. “They’re not animals.”

[tojisun]

pretty when i cry

recom miles quaritch x fem na’vi reader x olo’eyktan jake sully

!! smut - minors dni; pwp; threesome (p in v & oral); dacryphilia; size difference; hinted age gap (not really mentioned much because focus is on the size diff); power imbalance; extended foreplay (fingering); purity kink; corruption kink; dumbification; manhandling; slight exhibition kink; daddy kink; breeding kink; creampie; squirting; slight belly bulge; na’vi and english petnames; mean tease jake and quaritch; mutual possessiveness; switching povs // 5.7k words

: i wrote this when i was well-rested from my vacation and it exploded into this behemoth of a smut fic wheww; the fingering went on for too long bc, well, hands <33; i’m changing the format of the bulk of the fic to reduce eye strain; im super nervous posting this but i hope you guys would love it 🥹; title is from pretty when you cry - lana

jake watches, his throat parched, as quaritch (alive and looking too damn well as a na’vi) hefts you onto his lap, manhandling your smaller body so that your legs are spread wide open, giving jake a good view of your leaking cunt. your face is flushed, blue skin turning into a delicious purple, your eyes screwed shut as though by ignoring their hungry gazes, you wouldn’t feel the shame thrumming in your veins.

jake thinks you look so beautiful bathed in your shame – your lust burning at your core.

you’ve always been so tiny – the runt of the clan – but jake hadn’t seen the perks of your constitution, given that he’d been too busy worrying about you. you’ve always been his little doll, his little angel; the one who drove his protective instincts into new heights. 

he wanted to keep you safe, yes, but he also wanted to keep you pure. naive. blindly trusting him because jake promised, didn’t he? he promised that he’d always protect and guide you? and jake had watched the way you melted in his arms, nodding at him softly, watching him with reverence as though the weight of his words exceeded that of eywa’s. 

then quaritch swooped in, with his sharp fangs and sharper words, and then jake was losing you to him. because while jake desired your innocence, quaritch lusted for your corruption. and quaritch is too good at corrupting.

(“well, there’s no rule that says we can’t share her, corporal.”

jake’s fury evaporated, the clawing possessiveness that had him in a bind loosened up as his ears twitched at hearing quaritch’s drawled out words. the motherfucker smirked, slanted eyes curving in amusement at jake’s sudden interest.

“oh, so now we listenin’ to lil ol’ me, huh?” 

jake’s tail snapped behind him, the limb whipping in agitation. quaritch just rolled his eyes at jake’s reaction, sighing through his nose as he leaned back to his seat, looking far too calm as though he and jake weren’t just arguing, almost fighting, over who gets to claim you.

any other day, jake would realize that he was acting just as selfishly as quaritch was; that despite all his bravado and promises of being the better man for you, he had only ended up following the colonel’s footsteps. but for now, jake didn’t care. not when whatever quaritch was offering seemed too good to reject.

quaritch huffed at jake’s silence, choosing to use it as a hint to keep on talking. “it’s not like we got any other choice, sully. for whatever fucked up reason, my girl wants you just as much, and i’m willin’ to share because, well.”

‘because i love her’ went unsaid but both jake and quaritch knew the words that he kept to himself.

jake swallowed the lump lodged in his throat, blinking his eyes to bat away the choking feeling of his possessiveness, chasing away the last remnants of his hesitancy as he hissed, “she’s my girl too, quaritch.”

it was as good as a crystal agreement and quaritch laughed, loud and booming.

“well, alright then.”)

it was natural to let quaritch take the lead and to have him do the talking. jake held your hand throughout, his thumb rubbing along the ridges of your knuckles as quaritch talked about soulmates and compatibility, things that jake knew the other man barely believed in, and ending his tirade with a “you’d love us equally, won’t you, princess?”

your eyes were wide as you listened to him talk, and jake almost cooed at how cute you looked with your lips parted open and your tail swishing behind you excitedly, but before he could do so, you ripped your hand from his hold and jumped right into quaritch’s arms.

jake had to admit, seeing you dwarfed by quaritch’s bigger and bulkier form stirred something in him. 

and, apparently, it did something to quaritch too, seeing as there you are, sat on the colonel’s lap, squealing as he fucks two of his fingers into your sopping cunt. 

jake is unable to hold in his ragged groans as he hears the wet sound made by a particularly hard thrust, your juices leaking past thick fingers. he doesn’t know when he stopped feeling jealous that it wasn’t him who was fucking your pussy, and started to feel unabashed excitement at seeing you fall apart because of someone else’s doing. 

he palms his hard cock through his tewng just in time to hear you keen, your back arched in that delicious way that always renders jake speechless. the beads of your braids click together when you begin to shake your head, raising your hand to wrap it around quaritch’s wrist. 

“my’lus, close! ‘m close!”

jake laughs at hearing the butchered name of the colonel coming from those beautiful lips of yours that he loves to kiss so much before he flicks his eyes up to meet quaritch’s glare, the heat behind it absolutely cooled down seeing as he cradled the love of jake’s life – the very person that quaritch loves above all. 

“don’t you tease my cupcake, sully. if she calls me ‘my’lus’, i am ‘my’lus’, aren’t i, princess?” he coos at you, as though his fingers aren’t digging into your cunt and rubbing along your heated walls, crooking them just right as his thumb flicks at your hardened nub.

all you could do was whimper, batting those pretty lashes up at quaritch as though your tears could soften the man into giving you what you needed. quaritch just grins, winking, and you let out a pathetic little sniffle that peters off into a choked moan when he just thrusts his fingers into your cunt again. 

jake shucks off his tewng, impatiently chucking the cloth to the side before closing his fist around his pulsing cock. he grunts at the warm pleasure that erupted from finally touching his sensitive length, tightening his fist along the flushed head as he begins rubbing his thumb across the leaking slit, causing shivers to rack his body. 

he doesn’t realize that he’s closed his eyes until he physically has to peel them open, needing to see you be stuffed by quaritch. expecting to only see the way your eyes would roll back to your skull, overwhelmed by the teasing fingers taking you apart, electrical euphoria seizes him when he meets your teary gaze instead. 

-

miles’ other hand cupped your jaw, forcing you to prop your head up and watch as jake fucked his fist, his eyes screwed shut in pleasure.

“see him, darlin’? y’see how frantic you made him?” miles’ voice rumbles in your ear, his lips ghosting along the side of your face. he stops his fingers, uncaring of your needy whines, and you realize, amidst tears and hiccupped gasps, that he is waiting for you to reply. so you clamp down on your breathy whimpers, keeping your focus on jake, before giving miles a soft nod. 

your eyes trail over jake, taking him in. his locs are out of his hair tie, the strands falling to frame his face, giving shadows over his usually-soft features, making them look much sharper than what you’re used to. his lips are pulled back in a snarl, his fangs nipping at them as he loses himself to his thoughts. his arms are flexed, bulging muscles rippling with his every move, and his belly is flexed, making way to show off the abs hidden underneath the slight swell of his stomach. 

“y’know what got him actin’ all desperate?” miles’ voice is teasing, like he knows something you don’t. you shake your head, humming in question, breathless as miles begins to spread his fingers again, grunting in delight when your tight walls clamped down on them. 

“he’s thinkin’ about you, sweet girl. he’s thinkin’ about fuckin’ you the way i do.” miles presses a soft kiss on the shell of your ear as he says this, slowly dragging his fingers out of your heat, pulling moans from your kissed-swollen lips and silencing your heady mind. 

it takes a while before the weight of his words sink in, and when they do, you gasp, jolting from miles’ lap with the crashing need to touch jake. to feel him.

you want jake. you want him to press close; to engulf you with his warmth and spear his leaking cock into your cunt. you want his kisses. his mating. his everything. eywa, why is he sitting so far away? why isn’t he touching you right now?

miles chuckles at seeing you pout, dragging his lips across your cheek, but you don’t pay him any mind as your attention is pulled into watching jake’s eyes flutter open, only to hear your heart stutter at seeing what were once pools of vibrant ambers transformed into thin rings of gold. 

all because he desires you. 

“jesus,” miles growls, bumping his forehead into the back of your shoulder. “goddamn, love. you just clenched on my fingers there.” his fangs nip your skin, and you feel the vibrations of his hums reverberating from where his lips are pressed. 

you couldn’t stop the shiver that raced down your body when jake’s eyes snap to your cunt at miles’ words, his gaze zoning in on the way miles is cupping your pussy. you watch the way he studies miles’ palm rubbing against your tiny nub, the other man’s teasing touches turning into something more desperate as though the tight squeeze of your walls on his fingers are translating into a more direct pleasure for him. as though miles could already feel how your cunt would hug his thick cock. 

you squirm on his lap, new bouts of tears trickling from the corners of your eyes when miles pulls his fingers out only to slam them back in you again, your back arching from his chest at the familiar numbing ecstasy that miles has delightfully taken to extinguishing just moments before you could tip over into your sweet orgasm. your lips fall for a silent scream, your ears ringing with static.

loppy and delirious from your increasing euphoria, you reach out for jake, wordlessly begging him to come and finally touch you. 

jake doesn’t need to be prompted twice.

-

he clambers to the spot just in front of you, trying to ignore quaritch altogether. but it is futile, especially when all jake can focus on is the consistent wap-wap-wap of the colonel’s thick fingers fucking you oh so deliciously. 

you are wailing, dazed and drunk off of your arousal. jake bets that you don’t even know the way you are clawing at quaritch’s RDA-issued shirt, your blunt fingernails catching onto the cloth and causing runs into the fabric. 

jake slots himself perfectly into the space between your parted legs and he takes the time to appreciate your toned thighs, dragging his eyes over the expanse of your skin that is shimmering with a thin sheen of sweat. his eyes stay frozen at your debauched cunt, your folds swollen from how much it’s been played with. the results of quaritch’s drawled out edging continue to trickle from your heat, dampening your inner thighs and creating a wet spot in the sheets. jake chuckles at the mess you’ve made before trailing his gaze over your tanhi, running his eyes from your belly, spasming with every ragged breath, to your perky tits. 

you’ve been stripped to full nudity, your necklace-top and your tewng had been ripped apart by quaritch’s impatient hands. jake remembers hissing at him, growling from the base of his throat because those had been one of the many gifts jake made for you. quaritch laughed and said, “all the more reason to tear ‘em up.”

despite his initial anger, jake can’t say that he doesn’t understand the eagerness lining quaritch’s actions. they’ve both wanted to touch you for so long now, dancing around like idiots as they courted for your hand, only to end up in this tangled mess.

but what a sight you make, he thinks. 

“look at you, paskalin,” jake whispers, his voice a gunshot amidst the melody of nothing but your sweet moans.

your head snaps up to meet his gaze and jake coos when your teary eyes can barely hold the stare, too distracted by the continuous edging of quaritch’s fingers. jake cups your jaw, rubbing soothing nothings on the skin just underneath your lashes and wiping away the tears drenching your cheeks. 

“y’r so beautiful,” he continues, folding himself before you to duck his head until you two are lips-to-lips. then, he presses them against yours, holding the chaste kiss, before pulling back just enough that your noses are bumping together. 

jake can feel your stuttering breaths against his mouth and he can’t stop the adoring smile that tugs up at his lips. “y’ve got us into a tizzy, sweetheart.”

“teezi?” you ask, struggling with the accent, and only then does jake realize that you’re no longer mewling.

jake dips his head down, curious, and is delighted to see your cunt finally free. he purrs at the sight of your hardened nub, nestled atop your puffy folds. he notes the way quaritch’s hands are holding your thighs apart, spreading you all for jake to gawk at. 

“oh, baby girl,” he croons, desire slamming into him. “y’r cunt’s all messy.” he swipes a finger over the slit of your pussy, chuckling when he hears your breath hitching at the teasing touch.

“ma’jake,” you whine, looping your arms around his neck, pulling him close, nuzzling your cheek on his neck. jake hums in faux curiosity, as though he doesn’t have a single clue about what he does to you.

still, he bucks close, his hands wrapping around your itty-bitty waist – not minding the fact that by doing so, he can feel quaritch’s abdomen pressed to your back – to drag you closer to him. you easily follow, falling to your knees and eagerly crawling to him.

jake chuckles at quaritch’s huff, his smile easing off when the colonel appeases himself by twirling your tail around his hand, gently tugging, coaxing more whines from your sore throat. 

“that’s right, baby cheeks,” quaritch murmurs fondly, before he bends over to nip at the tufts of your tail, knowing just how sensitive you are there. he’s rewarded with a drawled out keen, your pretty lashes batting together as you twist to turn to quaritch. your back arches beautifully as you do this, and jake’s hold on your waist gathers strength, unable to help himself 

jake rubs at your waist to calm you down, rumbling quiet shushing noises and shooting quaritch a glare. “my turn, colonel. lemme make my baby feel good.”

quaritch huffs, still holding onto your tail, but he pulls back, giving space for jake to move. jake takes it greedily, sliding his hands down to hold your hips, pulling you to his lap. his lips meet yours right away, devouring your surprised squeak. 

he feels your hands grip his shoulders, breathy trills of your happy sighs being engulfed by his rumbling grunts, and jake couldn’t stop himself from thrusting his cock along the folds of your soaked heat. the touch sends you buckling on his lap, your lips leaving his as your head falls back for a muted gasp. jake snarls when he sees your pretty neck, and buries his fangs into your skin, nipping. marking. 

mine, he thinks. my pretty mate.

“ma’jake!” you moan as you fist his locs, your hips rolling over his cock. “ma’jake, plea- my’lus, nooo.”

the sob catches jake’s attention, his curiosity bleeding past his arousal, and he looks up, thrill running down his spine when he sees the way quaritch’s hands are planted on your pretty tits, his big hands dwarfing the mounds, while his fingers tweak at your hardened nipples. quaritch’s face is pressed on the back of your head, and jake strains his ears when he sees the other man’s lips moving.

“s’right, cupcake,” is what jake hears first. “we’re gon’ fill up that tiny cunt of y’rs an’ make y’feel the stretch. we’re gon’ take turns stuffin’ you whole until y’r pussy can’t forget our shapes.”

jake startles at your whimper, the sound ricocheting within the small space between you two. he tears his eyes away from quaritch – fuming when he realized that he had been swayed by the colonel’s words, his own tail wagging behind him like a goddamn dog in heat, drunk off of his promises – and turns to you. 

your wet eyes blink down at him although he knows that you’re not really seeing him, not when your head has you tumbling images of what he and quaritch want to do with you. still, it has jake cooing as he bucks his hips up, purposefully grinding his hard cock along your weeping cunt again. 

“that’s right, yawne,” jake murmurs, his voice heady and rugged. 

“gon stuff this full,” he dips you down to his cock when he murmurs this. he snarls when you nod, soft giggles creeping from your lips when you notice the desperation in jake’s voice.

“y’love that, princess?” quaritch asks, covering your back with his bulk again, his greedy hands coming up to press your tits together, making the two of them salaciously hum at the cleavage your tits made. 

you nod, sighing, nuzzling your head back onto quaritch’s chest. 

jake clicks his tongue. “use y’r words, paskalin.”

“yes, please,” you finally utter, and jake’s heart thuds in his chest at hearing how ruined you sound. 

“there’s my girl,” quaritch drawls out, sounding just as intoxicated as jake feels. 

-

miles diligently holds your legs open, watching with bated breath as jake gently slides his cock into your wet cunt. he can feel your heaving chest as you continue to watch jake claim your tight pussy for the very first time, noting the way your breath hitches at the possible sting, and miles distracts you with the teasing touches he glides across your dewy skin.

“shh, princess,” miles whispers, nipping the shell of your ear. “didn’t i promise that i’ve got you?”

you nod, a broken little thing, and miles feels pity rise amidst the curl of arousal burning underneath his skin. 

he shoots jake a glare. “damn it, corporal. fuckin’ take it easy.”

jake snaps his golden eyes up at him – the eyes of a predator, miles thinks – growling, and miles raises a brow at the incredulity of jake’s sudden possessiveness. rearing his head back, he lets out a responding hiss, letting go of your perky tits to wrap his arms completely around your chest. 

there is a pregnant pause, the two of them posturing against each other, before a quiet action draws their attention back to you.

your head is tilted to the side, bearing your neck, and from his angle, miles no longer has a view of your pretty face. that’s quite alright, he thinks, feeling his cock jump from his trousers. 

miles doesn’t know much about the na’vi. not their customs or their culture, and he just holds enough knowledge of their language because he loves talking to you. but this? he doesn’t even have to glance at jake to ask what you’re doing. he knows what it is.

you’re fucking presenting to them.

“oh, ma’paskalin,” is all jake says, his voice thick with emotions, before he’s sinking his cock into you all the way. miles growls in appreciation when your back arches, your head falling to his chest as you moan, your eyes rolling back to your skull. 

miles lets go of your sides, a hand coming up to cup your jaw as he tips your head further down until he can kiss you. you are too overwhelmed with pleasure to kiss back, but miles doesn’t mind, choosing to suck on your bottom lip instead until it is slick and swollen. 

you claw at his neck, broken hiccups being swallowed by miles’ hungry mouth, before he groans at feeling your small body getting jostled. the action is followed by distinct slapping noises and jake’s grunted moans.

miles breaks the kiss and he is instantly gifted with the sweet cries spilling from your lips.

“my’lus!” you squeal, outright sobbing in his arms, and miles roars out a laugh. 

jake snarls before you get tugged out of miles’ hold, landing directly on top of jake’s cock, making the whole length of it sink into you. 

“my goddamn name,” jake growls, grasping at your hips to bounce you on top of him. “say my name, yawne. i’m the one fuckin’ you.”

miles takes delight in your cock-drunk self, too uninhibited to respect jake’s demands. jake snarls again as he fucks up into your cunt, your leaking slick making the slaps of your skins reverberate wetly. 

miles feels himself shiver at the messiness of it all. it’s his turn to watch you get fucked into oblivion by another man, and miles thought that he’d be put off by seeing someone else mating you, but he can’t help but love the sight that you and jake make.

miles strips his shirt and throws it behind him, mentally noting that if it’s clean enough, then he’d want you to wear it. ever since jake mentioned that whatever you’ve been wearing was made by himself, miles began wanting to see you in something of his own possession too.

he unzips his pants, not having any more effort to stand up and strip it off himself completely, before pulling his cock out. he turns to the two of you again, ready to use you both as spank bank material, only to see how jake’s turned into a pure fucking animal. 

the olo’eyktan is snapping his teeth at whatever expanse of your skin is presented to him, digging his fangs and marking you for himself. his hands had fallen from your hips and found purchase on your beautiful ass, where he’s got fists full of your flesh while he uses you as his personal cocksleeve, slamming you down onto his cock and then lifting you up until all that’s left is his head, before repeating the delicious process all over again. 

miles has to grip his cock to stop himself from cumming when he sees the way jake’s fingers are dimpling your skin, not wanting to waste a single drop of his seed outside of your cunt. he’ll bury all of his seed in you, he promises, quietly moaning to himself.

-

quaritch is so lost in trying to stop himself from tipping over the edge that he doesn’t notice the way jake manhandles you so that you’re now facing quaritch. jake’s arm is snug around your waist, his other hand circling your neck, as he waits until quaritch’s attention is back on you two.

jake watches the moment quaritch gets a hold of himself, the other man’s chest heaving due to his ragged breaths, before golden eyes snap open to zone in on you. 

jake doesn’t even care that quaritch ignored him completely, not when jake knows the sight that you must make: stuffed with his cock, your legs trembling as you hold them apart for your audience to show off your puffy pussy that is currently stretched in an obscene way. jake knows how your face must be wet with fresh tears or the way your lips are swollen from being devoured by the two of them, or how your pretty little tits are perky and flushed, much like the soft curve of your neck that is littered with hickeys.

“jake, more! more, please! i want more!” you beg oh so sinfully, sniffling when jake just ruts his cock into your pussy instead of giving you what you want.

jake clicks his tongue as he tightens his hand around your neck, not really hurting but putting enough pressure to render you speechless. he hums at your silence before turning to quaritch again.

“look how beautiful she is,” jake says, his voice full of pride. “my syulang’s takin’ me so well, isn’t she?”

quaritch nods, and jake notes how his eyes aren’t meeting his nor are they meeting yours. he follows quaritch’s gaze, turning his head to study your body, roving his gaze across the expanse of your beautiful self, before finally stopping at the skin just below your belly.

fucking hell.

“her pussy’s snug, ain’t it?” quaritch asks, rhetorical and sounding too far away like he doesn’t actually give a shit about holding the conversation.

jake can’t blame him. if he wasn’t the one tasting you, he’d be just as drunk at the image you paint. his hand leaves your waist to slide down your belly, before stopping directly on the taut skin of your womb. 

“look how far she’s takin’ me, quaritch,” jake whispers reverently, before he presses his lips on your shoulder. “she got me nestled all the way here.”

jake taps the bulge that’s formed in your belly, and quaritch chokes on his words, unable to stop himself any longer. his fist rocks down his cock again, trying to alleviate the itch pooling in the pit of his stomach. 

you hiccup, lifting your lither hand to rest on top of jake’s and jake croons, softly nuzzling his cheek on your shoulder. his touch is tender, like he’s not moulding your cunt to remember his shape. 

“m-ma’jake,” you stutter, your legs squeezing close when jake rocks into you again. “i want-” a sob breaks your words. “ma’muntxatan, please, i want more.”

quaritch growls, creeping closer upon hearing your words. “he ain’t your only mate, princess.”

-

miles pinches your chin and you blink up at him with a soft sniffle. he taps your lips, remaining quiet, and you want to call for him and beg him to touch you. but all thoughts fly away when jake lifts you up just enough that the slow drag of his cock is torturous, your walls spasming around his length as though trying to stop him from sliding out.

you grip miles’ wrist, using him to tether yourself, and as you do so, you almost miss his words.

“come on, baby,” miles murmurs, his hand leaving your chin to scruff you by your nape. “open y’r mouth for daddy, yeah?”

you purr at the familiar nickname that falls from his lips, the very same one that danced on your tongue, in the privacy of your hut, when you’ve learnt what it meant for the tawtute. 

“fuck, quaritch,” jake murmurs from behind you. “she jus’ squeezed me.”

miles laughs. “is that right, sweetheart?” you feel him pushing you to your elbows, gentle as jake continues to hump at your pussy. “you wanna call me ‘daddy’?” 

you lick the back of your teeth, going shy all of a sudden, but jake’s hand rubs soothing nothings on your back, as though coaxing you to murmur your agreement. 

“yes, daddy,” you readily say, peering up at quaritch through your lashes. you clear your throat, parting your lips only to gasp when you feel jake’s cock slide out of you completely. 

“ma’jake, no!” you cry, twisting, but his hands on your back stop you. 

“jus’ a temporary change, baby girl,” jake reassures, chuckling to himself softly. 

miles takes over, grasping your flushed cheeks with his big hands and urging you to turn to him. you gasp when you are faced with his thick cock, your throat going dry at the size of it. 

“remember when i told you we’d stuff you full, sweetheart?” he asks, grunting when the soft puffs of your breath tickle his sensitive length. 

you nod, humming, not breaking your stare at his beautiful cock. 

“well, would you open y’r pretty mouth for daddy?” miles presses his cock to your lips as he asks this, the leaking head tainting your swollen lips with his tangy taste. 

you can’t help the way your tongue juts out and swipes at the sensitive flesh, your arms wobbling when the taste of miles explodes on your tongue. you don’t utter anything anymore as you part your lips as wide as you can before wrapping them around the head of miles’ cock. it is thick and heavy, but you are resolute to tasting it all.

“gentle with your fangs, princess,” miles murmurs, and you hum around a mouthful, relaying to him that you’ve heard him well. the action has him fisting at your braids, hisses spilling from his curled lips. 

“motherfucker!”

you pause, nervous, but miles doesn’t sound angry so you return to swallowing as much as you can. as you do so, you feel jake’s hand spreading your folds apart with his cool fingers, sending jolts of pleasure dancing across your skin.

you try to lift your head up from miles’ cock but find yourself unable to as miles holds your head in place, his grunts ramping up in volume.

in contrast, jake is quiet as he lines up his cock before the entrance of your cunt again. this time, the slide isn’t slow as jake slams all the way in.

you moan around miles’ cock, seeing your vision blurring at the explosive pleasure that overtakes all of your sensitive cores. miles curses from somewhere in front of you before more of his cock slides into your mouth, the head of it bumping the back of your throat.

your arms go weak and you almost collapse, had it not been for jake pulling you to his chest, his face burrowed on the crook of your neck. he snaps his hips forward, bucking, and it makes miles’ cock slide further down your throat. 

you are delirious from the pleasure, your lungs constricting from the overpowering mating capabilities of your two mates. distantly, you feel drool sliding past your stretched lips, as well as the stinging of your ass as jake’s pelvis continues to slap it with the force of his thrusts.

“y’r takin’ me so well, paskalin,” jake croons, his lips roving over your marked neck. “my sweet girl, y’r pussy’s made f’r me, isn’t it?”

you mewl, trying your best to tell jake that yes, you’re his. you’re theirs. but the garbling sound makes miles buck forward, fully burying himself down your throat. before you can get used to his size, he is sliding his cock out, leaving just the head of it grazing your lips, and you blink your teary eyes at him, not knowing what it is that you want miles to do.

miles grins, something that spells danger, and then he is fucking his cock back into your throat. you squeal, not expecting miles’ sudden move or the way that jake thrusted his cock back in your pussy at the same time that miles did.

you go blind for a second, and you feel a spray coming from your heat, drenching your and jake’s thighs. you do not know what the word for it is – you feel yourself coming down from something akin to a high – but both jake and miles moan at the sight of your leaking cunt, rendering them into a frenzy.

“fuckin’ knew y’r a squirter, sweetheart,” miles growls, his ragged voice slicing through the white noise in your head. “i’d want that on my tongue, next time.”

jake groans, the sound pressed onto your shoulder blades. “she’d look so good sittin’ on our faces,” he says. “she’ll cry so prettily but she won’t leave because my baby girl’s a fuckin’ slut, aren’t you, love?”

you can’t reply, too dizzy with the overlapping scent of jake and miles, the two of them complimenting each other. miles grunts in agreement with whatever jake muttered. 

“she’s gon’ beg so prettily – battin’ those pretty lashes, callin’ me ‘daddy’,” quaritch smirks. 

jake howls, his hips stuttering as he buries himself all the way in your cunt, making your belly bulge once again. you sob at the feeling of being stuffed to the brim, your walls clinging onto his length, still so unused to it even after all his teasing.

“gon’ breed you now, yawne,” jake murmurs, his words slurring like he’s drunk. “gon’ bury my seed in you. you want that, won’t you, my love?” 

jake isn’t even done talking when miles pipes in, his thumbs rubbing soothing nothings along your cheekbones. “swallow carefully, princess. daddy doesn’t wanna see you choke.”

then, he stuffs your throat with his cock, the rough fabric of his cargo rubbing against your chin. you whine when it becomes too difficult to breathe and miles murmurs his apologies, sliding out just enough until you are not smothered. 

explosions of heavy warmth fill you up and you squeal, not expecting the gushing warmth that settles in your belly. jake croons at you throughout, murmuring how good you are taking them, how beautiful you would look swollen with their seed. miles remains quiet, choosing instead to watch as you carefully swallow his seed just as he instructed. 

he boops your nose when the last of it is gone.

miles is the first one to pull out, his cock leaving your lips with a distinct ‘pop’. you cringe at the tangy taste remaining on your tongue and miles just huffs, swiping at your bottom lip before he’s pulling you up from your elbows and propping you on your knees.

jake hisses at the sudden move, but with nothing else to pump out, he pulls his spent cock out of you too. you whimper at the oversensitivity it caused and jake murmurs his apologies, pressing his front to your sweaty back, as though he is trying to meld himself to you.

feeling empty, you collapse in miles’ arms, exhaustion hitting you with its full force. miles hums, pushing your braids away from your sweaty face in his attempts at grooming you clean. jake takes the spot behind you again, careful with your sensitive backside and your limp tail.

there is silence as you catch your breath, trying to ignore the feeling of jake’s seed slowly seeping out of your heat. miles settles on your other side, pulling your head so that it is pillowed by his arms. you smile at him in gratitude, unable to use your throat.

it takes a quiet moment until miles murmurs, “lemme taste y’r cunt next, princess.”

[hijackalx]

KARLACH SFW HEADCANONS: 

 shes literally the least toxic out of everybody 😹😹 SHES JUST SO SWEET !!!! she loves to take care of tav, like after battles she'll have them sit on her lap while she dresses their wounds HELP !!! and the whole time she'll tease them with sneaky touches. she also likes to pick up tav, like spinning them around or throwing them over her shoulder is funny to her.

shes got a really innocent and childlike quality to her especially when shes in love like her and tav banter so often but its always lighthearted and sweet. and theyll play games with each other while traveling like who can throw the rock the farthest or some shit 😹😭 karlach would win normally but she likes to hold back so tav can win.

i also think shes pretty sensitive lowkey and its easy to upset her. she doesnt get mad though she just gets in her feelings and gets sad and distant. might need reassurance from tav sometimes when it comes to how much they love her.

love language:

giving = psychical touch and gift giving.

after not being able to touch people for soooo long of course her love language is touch. she literally cant get enough of tav, she almost always has a part of her touching them. i feel like she likes to wrap her tail around their leg when theyre talking lol like a cat. i can also see her being really excited to give tav items shes found or bought. all because they reminded her of them 🥰 her and tav should start a rock collection she'd love finding pretty rocks for them im crying can u imagine the party walking through the mountain pass and karlach keeps stopping to excitedly point out a rock to tav 😭😭

receiving = obv psychical touch but also acts of service? i feel like she doesnt ever EXPECT anything from anyone so when tav does go out of their way to do things for her it almost makes her cry lol.

shes also def as big and buff as she looks. like 6'4 pure muscle baby. she is a sight to behold. also feel like shes got bangin thighs and some booty too 🤭 she loves to sit tav on her thighs and do some nsfw things with them too lol

KARLACH NSFW HEADCANONS:

 okay so karlach i feel is very switchy. like she really enjoys being dominant and on top but she'll also be submissive and bottom too. she really just likes to do what tav wants. that being said i feel like shes rlly a giver like she just wants to see tav get off and it turns her on so much.

ok this might be kind of obvious but she will want tav to call her mommy LMAO like she loves it and she also loves when tav calls her that outside of sex its just so saucy eugh 😜

sooo into thigh riding like will sit tav on her thigh and bounce them or press her thigh/knee betwen tav's legs so they can grind against her like its her favorite OK

cannot get off if tav hasnt yet so how long she lasts usually depends on them. its that serious

okay. listen. i feel like karlach is more on the vanilla side AND I KNOW RHATS NOT WHAT YALL WANNA HEAR BUT YOU WILL HEAR IT ANYWAY !!!!!! like besides the mommy thing she just doesnt have that many kinks BUT she will participate in whatever kinks tav has so 🤷🏼

likes to wear a strap. a big ass gargantuan one too #prayfortavshole i also think shes prolly a lil dry normally cuz of her condition and all that...... but thats ok baby thats why we have lube 😘 (also LOVES when tav uses their spit as lube)

aftercare is very important to karlach cuz she likes to take care of tav already like i said before. like she'll clean them up and maybe suggest giving them a bath after 🥺 and she'll tell them how much she enjoyed it and all that

[diaryofaprettyprincess]

im the hydrid steve x reader anon <333

wolf!steve playing with bunny!readers ears bc theyre just so cute!!!! but bunnies are scared of wolves so she starts to whimper n cry n poor stevie jus doesn’t know why :(( n then he feels so bad when he realises she’s scared so he just nuzzles her n comforts her <33

wolf!steve who can’t help nut let his instincts get the best of him <3 first few times his bunny lets him fuck her he gets too rough!!shes crying n snuffling bc it hurts so good n he’s all sweet coaxing her through it :( “i know bunny, know it hurts. jus’ be good a lik while longer, kay? gonna fill you up n make it all better” stevie jus needs to breed her so bad n he jus loves seeing her cute lil tail twitch, her sweet ears get all droopy too bc she’s been fucked dumb :((( <33

yesyes--

he's tugs at your ears jokingly at school.. teases you and plays with them as you shudder when he corners you in one of the abandoned small alleyways on the way home from school. he walked to school just for this reason; to play and tease you. but he doesn't understand when you start to whimper and tears start to fill your eyes when his big body comes closer and cages in your small one.

he gets close to you very slowly, and he can see the way your breath hitches. "not gonna hurt you, sweetheart..just want a small kiss.." AND THEN HE'LL SOFTLY PECK HER LIPS, EYES CLOSED WHEN HE PULLS AWAY WITH A LOOK OF PURE BLISS ON HIS FACE AS HE ABSENT MINDEDLY TWIDDLES WITH HER EARS!!! "mm'that's fuckin' delicious, baby.." and she'll just sniffle, causing him to open his eyes; brows furrowed in confusion because, wasn't it obvious? he wasn't going to hurt you! he just really, really, really fucking likes you. he cups your face with his left hand. and, without your own self-control, you nuzzle into it, body going warm and happy at his scent <333

--

but speaking of mating..

:,(( he's so rough and you're so soft <33 he doesn't mean to be, in all honesty, but it's just so hard for him to be as gentle as you <33

he fucks you hard where you're crying and hicupping over little moans and mewls <3 his hairy chest pressed against your chest as he pounds into your tight cunt--balls slapping heavily against the curve of your ass as he grunts and growls. you're both just so hungry for each other--his cock stretching your cunt out and pumping in and out quickly as he grips your body, manhandeling you (sort of unknowingly) as he ruts into you like a starved creature, big arms caging in your trembling body as he uses your cunt <333

he wants you so bad---wants you to go numb with pleasure that only he caused. "kn-know 's a lot, baby," he pants, letting out a small whimper when you clench after hearing his deep, gravelly voice. "n-need to feel this fuckin' cunt come on me..n-need it, need it, need it--" each time he repeats that phrase his cock hits the spot inside you as you curl, and steve tightens his hand around your tail, squeezing it as you cry and drool <333

your tits bounce a little, ears droopy, brows furrowed upwards as you grip onto him as you whine and whimper; his big hands digging into the soft skin of your hips as your thighs shake <3

I LOVE THIS DYNAMIC

[nqify]

How about our cat boy using a collar on u, acting possessive, and saying things like your mine and all that stuff.

If u could add some aftercare or/and cuddles

😩

Omg OMGOGMGKG THE COLLAR GIRL!!!! IM ON IT!!!

collar kink. — miles quaritch ☆

pairings. na’vi!miles quaritch. fem!reader

content warnings. choking. lil degrading. dirty talk. daddy kink. oral for f!reader.

note. i just know he’d get you a cute little hello kitty one

we all can agree on that miles is so possessive over you. anything you do, anything you have, anything u eat, drink IS HIS!!!

so when he starts thinking about having a collar on u while he’s pounding into ur abused pussy!! oh my god he’s going crazy!!

he’d be so subtle with it at the start, he’d see if u rlly rlly like choking, and ofc u did duh?? like he’s drilling ur shit and u whine, “p-please daddy c-choke me!!” yeah your definitely gonna LOVE the collar.

When he sees you in it for the first time?!?! oh my god, tail wagging, ears perked up, dick hard!! the pretty patterns laced on ur neck with the name “pretty girl” graved onto it, yeah hes fucking u good tonight!!!

this could go two ways, he loves u so much and soft love making happens, or hes pounding into you, grabbing onto the leash and choking tf outta you.

let’s say hes had a hard day at work, u wanted to surprise him! u dolled urself up and put the collar on, YEAH HE GONNA LOVE THIS!!!!

he comes home to u, ur spread out just for him!!. he noticed the collar, “fuck mama, look at you, u love being mine don’t you??” yeah ofc u do. and omg he’s so loving.

hes so gentle with you, slowly putting his cock into you, “yeah I know baby, it’s too big for u, but you can take it right?? ur my pretty girl, like the collar says, daddy’s pretty girl” his thrusts are hitting so deep!!! he’s reaching all the right places!!!

hes so close to u too!!! literally hugging ur body. he’d have his tail wrap around ur inner thigh while he pounded oh so slowly into you!!

he’d take his pointer and middle finger and tug at ur collar, “s-shit princess, this collar, f-fuck does things to me, ur mine mama, mine right?? ur daddy’s baby girl yeah???” u whine, “yes!!! pls d-daddy faster!!! want to faster pls pls!!” And omg this fucker can’t say no to u!!

he lifts himself up, still tugging ur collar, the other hand is placed on ur thigh, “want me to go faster baby?? want my cock to make u cum right? yeah that’s my pretty girl” GIRL!!!

now I know y’all came just for miles to choke tf outta you with the collar, I see you.

so if ur getting punished, he will definitely use the collar and leash on you, especially in the doggy position. He’s pounding into you from behind, hand gripped around the leash, pulling u back a little while he’s other hand is gripping ur hip for support.

he’d lean REAL close to you, nibbling ur ear, “such a pathetic little slut, gotta make me use the leash on you bc u just love being punished right?? u just want daddy to fuck this pussy all day don’t you?” your head is shoved in the mattress NODDING AND CRYING!!

he uses the leash to pull you up, causing u to choke and whine!! “don’t get all whiney on me now mama, u asked for this, u wanted to be a slut around all my friends, now take ur punishment”

miles is mumbling, “mine, f-fuck ur mine” and ur just crying!!! back arched and head pulled back!!! he’d grip the leash tighter and pull ur whole body up so that ur back is touching his chest. bf would use his other hand to go down on ur sensitive clit!!

”say ur mine, cmon mama, say ur mine, ur daddys right?? all mine to fuck and breed huh??” ur a mess!! “i-I’m all yours daddy!! a-all yours!! just for u to fuck!!” he’d shove you back down, “yeah that’s right, now u finally get it, ur my slut, my pretty girl, only I get to fuck you like this”

and when ur about to cum, this fucker wants u to say everything!! “who’s pussy is this mama??” You’d be struggling, “u-urs pls! a-ahhh! so close” and he’s GRINNING!! “uh uh baby, want u to say the full thing cmon now, make daddy happy and maybe he’ll let u cum”

“t-this pussy is y-yours daddy!! only yours!! I’m just ur f-fuck toy ahhh, daddy pls” girl he’s in awe, he has to let u cum now!!!

okay yall, you guys might not agree with me on this but I feel like he would def use the collar and leash while he’s eating you out, like more control over you??? yeah he’s taking that.

like you’d be spread open for him, ur head on the mattress while ur body is on the edge on the bed. This fucker has got the leash wrapped around his fingers. you’d try to move away from him due to the pleasure, he’d tug on the leash a bit, “uh uh mama, behave for me”

or he’d use it to choke you, since his other hand is busy down there. He’ll pull away from ur pussy, “look at you mama, u like when I choke u with this?? such a nasty slut you are huh??” he’d tug on it again and u whine out, “don’t act like u don’t love me eating ur pussy like this, u fucking love it that I have this much control over you don’t you?? u like when daddy uses u like this?? yeah that’s right” girl…..he is so fine.

and when ur about to cum, he wraps the leash around his hand and pulls u up, “look at me baby, look at me while I make this pussy pretty cum” EYE CONTACT!! (yall someone request this cuz I know he’d love it)

now ofc after y’all done ur business HE IS SO CARING!! he’s rubbing lotion of ur port neck, ur wrists and hips. Kissing your forehead and hugging you!! HE IS SO SWEET!!

pulls you close and says, “u did so well for me baby, so well” GIRL!!!!! u just smile and snuggle into him more!! “who’s my good girl mama??? Is it you?? is it my pretty girl??” ur nodding ur head. he kisses ur lips, “ofc it is, I love u mama” crying rn.

request are now open but only for a limited time!! so send in as much as u can now <333

[sohya]

camera's rolling

pairings: souya x afab!reader

cw: camstars souya n reader. reader uses she/her pronouns. f receiving oral. puppy hybrid!souya. breeding. a lil bit of possessiveness. probably ooc souya. fingering. kinda switchy souya n reader. soft dom souya. consensual filming. 'puppy' is used excessively for souya.

wc: 2.7k

notes: for @eijirhoe's cat girls are ruining my life! collab :] thank you so much for letting me join !! omg tbh i haven't written a non-self ship fic since last year so i was very nervous but then while i was crying over a bokuaka fic last night i came up w this idea and scrapped the prev drafts i'd written beforehand n stuck to this n i really like it. i think idk im so nervous puppy!souya's gonna be in my head for the next forever. he was def a shiba inu in this :P

the world of pornographic websites have grown exponentially within the past decade. livelihoods depend on them, for creators and viewers alike. if you were to go to one of the rising websites and click on the ‘popular now’ tab, you’d find profiles with enticing but exaggerated horny bios. from couples, women who specialize in solo livestreams and everything far and between.

but then you’d notice the profile on the fifth spot, completely out of place. the profile picture looks to be a body shot with a mop of blue curls resting against a stomach, the bio says ‘just a girl and her puppy’, you’d be intrigued. how a plain looking profile can be so high in the current popular profiles.

being one half that makes this profile complete, you still can’t grasp your head around this popularity, you’re so sure that everyone comes across your profile just to watch souya, your puppy hybrid boyfriend. the one who loves you so hard and so deeply and shows it through the videos you make, he has the most perfect body with a sensitive tail and even more sensitive ears. touching these places elicit the prettiest sounds from him and though the two of you don’t show your faces, hiding under blurred circles or matching masks, people stay and watch just for him, you’re sure. the comments say otherwise though, an equal number of comments talking about the two of you and how horny your content gets them. how puppies wish they had someone like you to take care of them and how some people wished they had the perfect puppy like souya. 

you still find yourself basking in the popularity anyways, just as much as souya does, that it feels like second nature when you prepare all the lighting while souya sets up the cameras, making sure the view of the bed is just right while another gets a different angle of the entire room from the side. then, you press record and then the magic starts.

donning a mint green matching lingerie set, decorated with frills and lace around the edges, souya doesn’t think he’s seen anything more beautiful. like yours, the top half of face is covered with a mint coloured decorated mask but his eyes peak through the holes and you can see the way they sparkle as you make your way over to him. the camera to the right of you doesn’t catch the way his tail wags high up in the air, but if the sound doesn’t catch it either you can just add the footage from the other camera later when you edit the video.

“all good to start, puppy?” you ask as you stop in front of him, legs slightly parted as he brings his hands up to slide along the outside of your thighs. with a smile on his uncovered mouth, he nods and you bend down, delicate fingers tickling the underside of his chin as you plant a sweet kiss on his lips. 

when you stand up again, he immediately leans forward and presses a kiss to the inside of your thighs before moving his mouth up to where your clit is underneath the fabric of your panties.

he breathes in deeply, moaning in a low tone at the soft smell of the freshly washed fabric mixed with your arousal and the faintest hint of your sweet perfume. “get these off for me.” his voice is muffled with how much of his face is covered in between your legs. you let out a soft laugh as you card a hand through his hair and ease him out from his hiding space. he follows your movement reluctantly and when he looks up at you again, you give him a sorrowful look, tilting your head to the side with a small pout. “have to get you out of there if you want it off, puppy.”

souya hums as he nods, hands moving up to the hem of your panties. despite his insistence to take them off, his hands move slowly as he pulls the fabric down your legs. eyes trained on your pussy, he watches as it slowly reveals itself when your panties descend. they don’t even reach the floor by the time souya loses patience and plants his mouth against your clit again. 

you gasp at the suddenness of his action, wobbling slightly as you step out of your panties while your other hand joins the first one in tangling themselves in his mop of curls. “that’s it, puppy. take what you want.” your eyes relax as they focus on him, how his eyes flutter shut as his tongue peaks out and trails down your folds before sliding back up and flicking against your clit. his hands find purchase on your hips now, guiding you to jut them out forward, giving him easy access to bury his face into your mound.

when he captures your clit into his mouth and pleasures you with suckles, you reward him with blunt nails scratching against his scalp, pretty moans falling from your mouth as you roll your hips against his head before pulling back at the peak of your stimulation. 

at the first breath of fresh air, souya’s soft pants fill the room but he still has the hunger in his eyes where he’s insatiable until he gets another taste of you. “god, ‘t feels so good, puppy. you’re doing so well.” you coo through gritted teeth as your hands move to the sensitive spot behind his ears, rubbing his scalp and eliciting a drawn out whine from him that makes heat erupt throughout your body.

he blinks up at you as he moves down further, the fat of his silky tongue parting your folds and sitting flat for you to grind against. he watches as your nose scrunches up and your eyes flutter shut, teeth digging into your bottom lip as you chase your orgasm on his tongue before slowing your hips into rolls. “want me to cum, puppy?” he nods against you and the motion has your knees buckling, “gotta work for it then, almost got me there. making me feel so good.” your voice is breathless and sweet and it has souya warming up to the point where he feels like he’s burning with desire. praise after praise and all just for him, he’s determined to make you feel better than anything you’ve felt in your entire life.

he sucks a deep breath in through a gap, filling his lungs with enough air to keep him conscious while he closes his mouth around your clit, letting you maneuver his head to the right position before he begins sucking. you choke back a whimper as the wet sounds of him sucking your clit sounds throughout the room but louder in your ears. “that’s right, pu– puppy ah, i’m gon– i’m so close!” 

souya groans his appreciation and continues sucking, tongue peaking out to join in the pleasure by sinking into your tight hole that you startle before relaxing in his grip as your orgasm erupts like syrup straight down his throat. your voice carries through with soft moans as you twitch against his face, his tongue easing out of you to lick your cunt clean of the remnants from your orgasm.

you’re panting softly as you come down from your orgasm, body twitching positively with aftershocks to the heat and softness of souya’s tongue and mouth. when he finally lets you go, you bend down to his height level before pressing your kiss against his in a heated kiss. his hands come up to adjust your mask before they move down to cup your face, thumbs rubbing across your cheeks. you moan into his mouth as your tongue slips into his to lick at the taste of yourself on him while your hand travels down to stroke his achingly hard cock and the other to his flitting tail which has only grown more excited at the feeling of your lips on his. 

“need a break?” souya asks in between sweet pecks to your lips. you nod as he plants a kiss to the tip of your nose before sitting back while he stands up and stops the recording on both cameras.

the break is what it usually consists of, refreshing gulps of water and a few minutes to cuddle and draw the connection in once again before the two of you get up to move the cameras around. setting them up in position that promise a better angle of the next scene which will be on the bed. 

when the camera’s recording again a few minutes later, souya’s leaning over you one hand intertwined with yours that's lying in front of you while the other is bent at the elbow, fingers parting your slick folds before sinking inside. your clench around him is immediate, two thick and long fingers are just enough to stretch you out comfortably.

your knees part to give him more room as he begins thrusting his fingers in and out of you, the sloppy wet sound increasing in volume as he whispers into your ear. “you’re gonna be loud for your puppy, right? let all our viewers hear how good my cock makes you feel, hm?” right on cue, your vision focuses on the camera in front of you, capturing the scene of souya’s body on top of yours, his hand over yours and the twitching flex of his other shoulder as its fingers pump into you. at least from this angle, they can also see the way his tail wags erratically.

“mhm, gonna be extra loud for you, puppy. m–my puppy.” you slur, hips bouncing back so skin meets skin while his fingers dig deeper into you. he rewards you with a kiss before sitting up on his knees and pulling his fingers out of you. the hand holding yours releases after a short squeeze before landing on your bare back, now void of the matching bra, pushing you down and arching your back so your ass remains high up in the air.

“your puppy. all yours.” he agrees as he takes the head of his cock and rubs the tip along your folds. you’re clenching impatiently, twitching to hurry and ease him inside but he’s the one in control. it’s silent for a few seconds but you can feel a whine bubble from the back of your throat, only releasing it when you feel a warm glob of spit land on your ass before it’s smothered down to your cunt with the head of souya’s cock. then, finally losing patience himself, he pushes his head in and sinks into your hole slowly and all the way until his balls rest against your clit.

the two of you let out long sighs of relief as your walls encompass his cock, thick and long and so familiar that you squeeze around him extra tight like you’ve been without him for months. he shudders as he grabs your hips, quickly getting used to the feeling of your warmth around him before he draws his hips back and pushes into you again. he starts off slow, letting you grow accustomed to his cock and its hardness as it prods and grazes against your sensitive walls. 

“look at you, taking all of me in. such a good girl.” the smile is so evident in his voice and you grow dizzy with pleasure. 

“puppy, pl- please move. ‘make me so feel good, ‘nd i wanna make you feel good too!” 

he groans as you quickly lose your mind, giving in and setting a pace that he knows you love, enough for you to fidget against the bed but not nearly fast enough for the creaks to sound at the roughness of his thrusts. the camera catches the way your ass jiggles as they meet his hips and the way the lines of his abs deepen with each exertion. perfect material for all your viewers to lust and fawn over when they watch over the finished product.

“can’t hear you, baby. what happened to being loud for your puppy, huh?” souya asks, his hand snaking through your hair and tugging you up so your face is in view of the camera but your mask falls off. the annoyance at the realisation that he’ll have to edit in a blurred circle over your face quickly disappears when he looks at the viewfinder, seeing your eyes roll while your mouth falls open in a sharp gasp. he pushes a rough thrust into you and you cry out, sweet voice falling into a moan that ends in a delirious puppy!

“that’s right, let them know, baby. l–let them hear how good puppy’s good is ma– making you feel– ugh.” he releases your hair and lets you fall face first into the soft blanket, stilling with his cock still deep inside you as he picks up your mask and readjusts it over the top half of your face. “gotta keep your pretty mask on, can’t have people seeing that pretty face or they’ll want you even more, right?” he coos, voice so sweet but in this context, it causes a shiver to run up your spine at his possessiveness. 

you shake your head, “‘m all yours, puppy. no one else, just you!” you muffle into the bed sheets and he hums as his hand cups the underside of your face, lifting your face to the side before smashing his lips against yours in a desperate kiss. your mouth falls open and he slips his tongue inside, turning the kiss messy with your noses brushing against each other’s cheek. “please move again, puppy. wanna feel you cum inside.” he coos at your pleas, smiling sweetly against your lips that have turned glossy with the mix of your spit and his. 

“‘course, baby. my cum doesn’t belong anywhere else.” souya rubs his cheek against yours as he arches his back to rut into you. you mewl at the closeness of him, how his skin covers yours and the sweat emanating from both of you sticks the two of you together.

feeling the last phase begin to take its toll, souya stands up on his knees once more, one arm curling around your waist to press hardened fingers against your clit, rubbing your nub in time with his thrusts which pick up with enough speed and force that has you gasping and biting into the sheets beneath you. completely overwhelmed, heat settles in the pit of your stomach and quickly spreads throughout the rest of your body, familiar enough that you know what’s approaching.

“hnggh pu– puppyy i’m gnna cum!” your sentence trails off in a drawn out moan as your body tightens up and your pussy grips souya’s cock in a vice tight grip, orgasm washing you in waves that has your brain emptying into nothing. 

“yeahh baby, just like that. so tight around me, i love it.” he groans as he fucks you through the twitches of your climax. he swears he can feel every single one of your muscles stimulating his cock, milking him for his own cum to fill you up. with his mind slowly giving into the blissful feeling, he doesn’t get the chance to announce his own climax, using the last of his energy to fall on top of you, mouth beside your ear and groans spilling out of his lips in time with the cum spilling deep into you. you turn your head just in time for his lips to find the side of your mouth before they connect with yours. your breath mixes with each other’s as you pant heavily, letting the sensation of your orgasm mellow you both out. 

“love you s’much, puppy.”

souya smiles, his heart feeling so full at your softness.

“i love you too, baby.”

two days later, after editing the video and inserting clips from both angles, it’s ready to be posted. you’re both resting against the couch in the living room, relaxing after an hour long livestream that still has your body and muscles aching. your work laptop is in souya’s lap and you watch as he puts the final edits to the video description before finally pressing ‘post’. the two of you share one final kiss and that’s that.

the next morning when you wake up, you get a notification from the website, congratulating the two of you for the top spot on the site’s popular creators and that’s all it takes for you realize the success of your popularity doesn’t come from souya exclusively, but from the both of you.

[levmada]

#full.until its oozing oiut no matter what position hes in. u need a plug to keep him full

god pplease just imagine fucking the life out of him til he's full of cum and and pulling out just to watch it spill out a lil before fucking it back in him IM UN WELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL

//toy (fleshlight, plug), hybrids/heat (kitty levi), multiple orgasms (m!receiving), amab reader, daddy kink, knotting, praise, belly bulge, crying, a little impact play, breeding, ley i didnt mean to make this so niche but it happened :')

He’s flushed pink, panting like he’s just run a mile, and you haven't even pushed in yet. “Turn it on. F…Fuck me. Hurry up. Hurry up.”

"Shh, I know."

His eyes are cracked into slits, stubbornly watching you pump your growing knot. It aches so much it hurts, so empty, so he spreads his legs as far as they’ll go and curves his back. He narrowly ignores the rest of his instincts to scoot back onto the cock for you. Instead, he grinds into the small fleshlight swallowing his cock, held in his fist. The only reason he holds still is because even if he did come on the toy, it wouldn't do a damn thing for this lust. Even though he’s wrecked, he can't be content until he gets this.

He scrunches the sheets up in his fist, waving his ass in the air, letting his instincts lead him. His tail impatiently thwacks the bed. “Need the knot.”

He doesn’t even know how enticing he looks. His pretty ass perfectly fits in your palms, plump, round, tight. As of now, littered in blushing bite marks.

“Mm…”

Your palm comes down hard, hard enough for a warm print within seconds, and watch with satisfaction as it jiggles back into place. Levi jolts, and then whines, pushing back into your soothing palms.

You’re so hard it aches, but you sink your grip into his plump ass, massaging, and prying him open again. His puffy pink hole is already stretched, shiny, and wet. You mount him. “Wanna get fucked, baby?”

He gasps, he's so sensitive, comforted by the weight. “Yeah yeah yeah…”

As you ease the plump tip inside, past his rim, Levi whines, his back bending into the tightest arch he can. He’s fucking himself on it before you’re even halfway in, and fucking the toy in turn. You have to scramble to slide the remote dial to the right, so the sleeve hugging his swollen cock rumbles to life. That’s a squeak you hear as he digs his knees into the mattress, and pants like a bitch in heat—which he might as well be.

Before he has to beg, you pin his hips in place and pick up a swift pace, your balls clapping along to the sound of Levi’s airy grunts and gasps. He’s tight from the first thrust, which does no favors for you—a thick moan that falls out of you as your plump knot throbs and thickens in exactly no time. He whines shrill, gasps growing.

Your fingers card through his hair. "Good?"

"Hah!"

"I know, I know," you moan. "I'll take care of you, you just keep fucking it, okay? Good kitty."

Levi comes unannounced before the knot is even finished growing, a soft wail joining his trembling frame. You pant as he convulses and whines, and whines for more after he's surely finished pumping his cum into the toy.

But you don't relent at all—you know what he needs.

Levi feels burning all over, dazed, needing it. He bares his neck, the ultimate sign of submission as your knot starts to drag. Now the most your thrusts do is shove him back and forth—which he's plenty pleased with, if his keening says anything. The mattress squeals relentlessly. A little spot of drool has darkened the pillow under his head.

"Fuckk," you groan. Your fingers lock in his hair, draping your weight over his back for a hope of holding Levi still while you breed him.

You give him the roughest fuck of his heat, because he can’t not beg for it when his eyes are teary and glazed like this, hitched, needy noises falling from his mouth—sounds you hardly ever get the delight of hearing unless he’s drowning in the desperation of a fierce heat.

“Need t' come,” he mewls, flaring his ass out some more. “Fucking rightthere, keep, just like that…”

“I got you, baby. Can’t pull out anymore,” you gasp. Your hand dives into his hair and wrenches his head to the side for the extra pleasant jolt of pain. "Almost… Fuck, it's almost—"

Your thrusts stutter, dragging. You're unable to even rock in and out anymore. He quivers. You hear the wet, sloppy sound of the toy.

“Mmngh… Daddy. Come. Come. Fuck me breed me fuck—”

His hole has clamped so tight, you can’t imagine what he’s feeling. You palm for the remote again, buzzing the vibrations to the top notch.

He wails, wails, writhing, and fucking back into nothing since the size of your full knot won’t let him. The feeling of his walls throbbing on it, practically squeezing your climax out of you, drives you crazy.

“I’ll breed you, Lev', fuckin’ full.” You stoop over, and sink your teeth into that soft gland on his neck as sweet sex and the intoxicating smell of Levi floods every one of your senses.

Instinctively, his whole body slackens. The vibrations between his thighs are the only thing still getting his hips to twitch forward in a pathetic desperation. He needs to come. Revels in the knot stretching his insides to the point of the amazing sting to fill this emptiness. He's almost there.

His head flops forward, jaw wobbling. Wetness on his red cheeks. More drool dribbles from the side of his gaping mouth.

He whines weakly, brows pinched in intense concentration while your lips suck and smack.

“Yeah. Lay there n’ just—”

“Y-Yea—”

“—take my knot. Fucking…” Your eyes shut tight. “Close. I’m coming, kitty coming—”

Levi's back disappears underneath you as he arches tight, thick muscles quivering in preparation, then relief as sweet heat begins to flood inside him, and you sink in your teeth. His hole quivers on your throbbing knot as it starts to fill up every last inch of him, mind blank and warm.

His release takes him from nowhere, and drags him under. “Fuck!” he wails.

His toes curl, mewling loudly in approval as you grab his hips and ram into his little hole in devastating thrusts. A shout tears through his throat as he shoots his cum onto the sheets below.

He feels the tense heavy heat evaporating even as he’s bred, and his aching balls empty. Rather than dragging, the knot permeates into the very essence of his heat, filing that yearning pit, stretching him full, making him come. His tail twitches constantly. And your voice, full and praising by his temple, your fat warm knot, and the vibrations shaking his breaths—

Before his cock can finish throbbing, he gasps from his chest, and whines your name. His ear flicks. "I think…”

“Oh... That's my good boy.”

The very moment he tips over the edge, your hand snakes under his body and closes on his tip, and the toy, inflicting the full force of the vibrations on him.

The shameless squelching is hard to miss even as he plants his face in the pillow and keens from the top of his throat.

“Right there!” he wails. It sounds like he’s about to cry. He grabs uselessly at the pillows. “Coming, right-right—fuckkk,” he moans. In one smooth and drawn-out sound that’s a melody to your ears. He runs out of breath, and can’t shut up, moaning tight from his gaping mouth.

You give it to him deep, as much as you can when he comes hard enough to get this noisy. “That’s a good boy, come. Coming so fucking hard, kitty.”

He’s on fire. This beautiful fucking fire. From his curled toes to his jaw, he’s tight and quivering all over by the time the knot deflates, still jerkily humping the vibrations for the rest his climax or two—this round in his heat—is still worth. The relief feels like it clamps down and grips his whole mind, seeping the need from his bones.

After he’s finished, for sure this time, he collapses on his folded arms, completely limp except for squirming. The loud vibrations shivering down his cock are too much. He ends up sinking down on your softening cock instead. “C-....Can't... Too much… Please..."

"I've got you."

Vibrations vanish, and he sags down even more, limp and panting heavy through his open mouth. His lips are even chapped. Already, purrs from deep in his throat vibrate to life. His dick is used-up, his hole, but it’s perfect exhaustion. He couldn’t be more satisfied even if he fell asleep.

You struggle to make yourself heard over his purring. “Feeling good, baby?” You stroke his bangs, pinned by sweat, off his forehead, and scratch his hair affectionately. You know the answer, but you want to hear it. The fresh purplish-red mark painting his neck clenches your heart with pride.

“Mmm…” he croons.

“Oh, I can tell.” Your palms slide up and down his sides. “I’m gonna take it off now.”

No response. He's catching his breaths back slowly, purring like an engine.

Mindful of how hard he came, you free his cock of the toy, and set it aside. As for where you’re still connected, you spread his round cheeks and slowly ease your dick fully inside again, so your balls are snug with his hole.

Levi groans weakly.

“I’m just making sure it stays inside. Look… feel how full. You're mine.” You take his hand, and bully it underneath his body. His lower half is indeed bulging slightly, distended. “See?”

His hole flutters as his eyes crack open. “Hah… Ah. Uh-huh.“

“You took it so well,” you continue, just as sticky white appears around your limp cock, and begins to ooze from his puffy hole. “Oh, baby…”

“No,” Levi breathes, flopping his head on the pillow. His knees are barely holding him up. “Inside. Need it stay inside.”

Chuckling, you use four fingers to replace your slathered cock, still connected to his hole by a sticky string. He sighs shakily as you pull out, his frame trembling madly. "Keep it..."

“One more thing.” As you reach for the plug, you push down on his lower back, making it bend. “Ass up.”

Eager to please, he pops his ass out as your fingers meagerly pump to prevent any of your cum escaping. It sticks to your fingers. What thin stream dribbles out, you stuff back inside.

“Such a perfect boy,” you breathe. Your heart is still pounding. You grab his hand, and guide it behind him. “Hold it for Daddy?”

"Mm."

You spread his cheeks, giving his palm space. While he keeps it inside, you lightly oil the plug. It’s firm silicone, and one of the biggest. A shiny crystal jewel will be all that’s visible once it’s worked in.

“Almost done,” you coo.

“Mm…" You hear him swallow over his rumbling purrs. His throat feels scratched from all that shouting he did.

You guide his hand away, and with ease, work it into his hole. Levi moans as he's stretch again. It's not as big as the knot, but still a satisfying stretch. With his desire sated, it’s actually comforting.

“Good?” you ask, nudging the plug, playing with it.

He hums again. “Mm.”

“Sleepy?”

“Hm. Kiss.”

With a tender chuckle, you lay down next to him, and kiss while he wiggles onto his side, too. Once his eyes are heavy again, after a few soft pecks, you roll him over and cover you both with a thin sheets, and then take him in your arms from behind.

He feels good. He feels full, and sated, and even more relaxed from the extra affection. In no time, he melts back into your embrace.

You stroke his knuckles in random motions. Purrs are relentless, but fainter now, with his tail mindlessly brushing your ankle. Within a minute, he's still and dozing.

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[melancholicbutterflies]

Siren

Summary: You’re a siren washed up on the beach. Elvis and his mafia discover you, and Elvis suddenly becomes very protective. 

Warnings: none - wholesome as shit lil’ drabble. protective!elvis incoming!

A/N: well this one came out of left field. LOL. i suddenly felt compelled to write this weird, supernatural-y fluff piece that was completely self-indulgent. with that said i hope yall like it anyway!

The taller of the male humans approach you with caution. Alarmed, you inch backward, an effort that is in vain; unused to being on land, you cannot maneuver your body in the way that you want, the sand creating a divot from your tail’s efforts to retreat, effectively trapping you in place. 

“Don’t worry, hunny, I ain’t gon’ hurtcha,” he male coos, a deep low murmur that sounds soothing to your ears, although its language remains foreign to you. 

You tilt your head in confusion, stilling, although you remain alert. Something about this human has your defenses lowered somewhat despite all you’d heard about his species. The males, especially, were prone to violence, killing even. His presence seems conflicting with such an image. Besides, you admitted you were hardly in a position to turn down help: the longer you stayed on land, the more harmful it would be to your health. 

“Good girl,” he said, his beautiful blue eyes alight with marvel as he reached toward you with open hands. “You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.” Watching your expression remain unchanged, he laughed. “And you have no idea what I’m saying, do you?” 

You recognized the words as a question only, and shook your head, earning a pleasant hum in return. He nodded toward the waves a few feet away. “You need help gettin’ back in the water, don’t you?” You nodded vigorously, hair shaking, for once understanding his meaning. 

“I can help ya, but I gotta get your permission to lift ya in my arms.” He flashed his hands palm facing you, motioning toward your body and then the water. You understood, although weren’t too pleased about how it would have to happen. You supposed you didn’t have a choice. 

“Only if you’ll let me,” he reiterated it was your decision to make. 

Sighing, you nodded, and just as he bent to pick you up by your waist, the other hand reaching toward the dip where your tail naturally bent, an approaching figure startled you, causing you to cry out and evade his touch. 

The human male by your side turned angry, yelling something at his companion who stood dumbfounded. 

“Whaddaya think you’re doin’, scarin’ her like that, Red? Jesus, ain’t ya got any sense in that thick skull o’ yours? She’s clearly already scared and confused. And just when I was gettin’ her to trust me.” 

Seeing him angry scared you further, and his temper calmed some, like a balloon deflating. “Aw, hell, doll, didn’t mean to scare you even more. That mean old man ain’t gonna hurt you, I promise. I wouldn’t let ‘im.” 

The stranger snorted, walking off. He seemed to be goading your savior now, but he paid them no mind. 

Satisfied with the distance, some tension left your prone body. The human smiled, pleased. “All right, let’s try this again. One, two, three-!” He picked you up in one fell swoop, your heart pounding; you’d never experienced this feeling before, this feeling of weightlessness. You felt suddenly inclined to look up and you caught eyes with the human who smiled endearingly back at you. 

“Just when I thought you couldn't get any prettier,” he said, and his gaze dipped a little lower to your heaving chest, and your little tummy where a slight roll rested below your bellybutton. Balancing you, his hand came up to briefly run through your hair, petting you like you would the dolphins and seals when you were in the water. “Just gorgeous.” 

His companions yelled something at him, and he startled, remembering his duty. “Right, let’s get you back in the water. Poor thing, you’re already dryin’ up out on land.” He tutted, resituating you in his arms and taking fast, long strides towards the ocean. 

The sun was starting to set, and it made your water shimmer. Every atom in your body was charged, anticipating the feeling of being submerged once more. 

“Gonna set you down, nice n’ easy.” You were a few centimeters from splashing in the shallow end when he suddenly drew back. You swung your head to him, concerned. Had he changed his mind? “I-I just wanted to say this since I’ll probably never see you again,” and he looked suddenly very sad. “I know you don’t understand m-me,” his laugh was less joyous sounding and more teasing, as if of himself. “I just feel since this is of the heart some part o’ you should get my meaning. Well, I just really liked being around you, even if it was only for a minute. You made me feel things I ain’t ever felt with no other woman before. And n-not just cause you’re technically not a woman, but, hell, you get what I mean.” 

Your eyes had water building up in them, and you weren’t sure why or what it meant, but with every utterance from this human’s lips it grew stronger. “Aw, don’t cry, darlin’.” 

“Maybe... maybe there’s a chance, one day, we’ll see each other again.”

You lifted your hand, to which he watched in awe, and you placed it on his bare chest right where his heart lay. You said something in your language. 

Someday, you’d said back; you understood not a single word of his proclamation, but you felt certain of the longing in his eyes. He’d wished to see you, and you wished for it, too. 

[queewp]

I have one important question to ask you.

How do u draw raph? I cry every time (not really ) I draw him because he's very hard to draw.

-🏵️

Im terrible at explaining but hope this helps? I start with the basic shapes, a square-ish shape for his head, and a rectangle with the top being wider for the torso! I found that giving him a very prominent neck doesn't seem to look too great with my style-

The blue shows the extra details so its easier for me when I do the lineart. Sharp edges on the shoulders, lil bumps on the tail (but I usually wing it when I'm doing the lineart lol), and try to define a few other aspects!

AND UH... I wing the rest of it lmao, like the face and the accessories

[sweet-luv-club]

The neon lights of a love hotel beckon you... Will you be staying for the night? ♡

✎ navigation links coming soon! ૮꒰˵• ﻌ •˵꒱ა

. . . ♡ masterlist

. . . ♡ list of charas i can take requests for + how i would write them

. . . ♡ my tags!! saccha.txt = text posts┆saccha.png = mi art!!

🍓🌸🍓꒰ Saccha┆he/him/hole┆artist n writer!!! ꒱🍓🌸🍓

HIIIHIHIHI my name is Saccha!!! get it bc,.,, Saccha(rine) and… my blog name iz sweet-luv-club, YEAH U GET IT TJBGJHBG,,

JUST A LIL OVEREXCITED TRANSMASC PUP RUNNIN A LUV HOTEL ,, there r a lot of aesthetics i wanna b associated w/, this intro post will prolly change over time lol

i wanted tew stretch out ma writing skillz n i have a lot of ideas i jus wanna throw out in2 da world,, scenarios i hope ppl would also enjoy n such!! ♡♡♡ just wanted to pump out gender neutral x readers for the gayz tbh,,

as much as i love reading fempovs, i want 2 make food for other trans ppl like me ^w^ and also interact w/ other blogz!!! also sorry not sorry of my excessive use of colors and kaomojis lol!!

dis blog is where i will dump all my horny ramblings about

★⋆ Degrees of Lewdity (mentioning this game alone should indicate i dont mind dead dove stuff hfbhg)

★⋆ Call Of Duty MW2 (im only a very casual fan tho lol look man im a porn blog my content isnt gonna be that deep!!)

★⋆ The Last Of Us (specifically joel content bc im feral 4 him but im also feral 4 ellie,, WRITING ABOUT THEM SEPARATELY THO OFC LMAO)

taking requests for each >w<)b !!!

♡ ┆ stuff i will write ┆ ♡

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with that being said.... ★⋆ DDLB :3 tee hee!

★⋆gender neutral reader stuff!! no pronouns other than 'you',

★⋆ if i write nsfw with GN reader, i'll have separate sections for when u have afab/amab anatomy and how characters i write with would interact with em !!

so the format would go like

˗ˏˋ ꒰ König with a chubby S/O ♥ nsfw!! ꒱ ˎˊ˗

♡ ┆ headcanon

if you have AFAB anatomy…

♡ ┆ headcanon for how he'd treat u with ur coochie, gender non-specific

if you have AMAB anatomy…

♡ ┆ headcanon for how he'd treat u with ur pp, gender non-specific

most of my fics/drabbles would be gender neutral unless stated otherwise !!

plz note!!! in cases like Ellie who is explicitly and canonically a lesbian i will also only write in fempov, everyone else i write about automatically becomes readersexual meaning theyre attracted to the reader regardless of gender, appearance, etc etc so for example if ur super mad i made your big strong masculine military man a cocksucker das on u, go cry ab it somewhere else thanks (. ❛ ᴗ ❛.)

★⋆ BIG GIRTHY AGE GAPS… but readers in my stories should always b regarded as 20+!!

★⋆ and ofc hand in hand with that comes a corruption kink BAHAHAHA and as a heads up i place a heavy emphasis on virginity !!!

★⋆ yandere/obsessive content bc im a sucker for it :((

★⋆ pet play/hybrid stuff… sometimes human but most of the time it comes w the reader having animal characteristics!! (ex. bunny reader, cow reader, puppy reader etc) ONLY LIMITED TO STUFF LIKE EARS/TAIL/WINGS THO and maybe heat cycle stuff bc im a sucker for that too

★⋆ A/B/O content and dynamics

★⋆ stepcest probably???

STUFF I WONT WRITE ABOUT... no cute format for these ones LMAO 'm just gonna lump all of them together

actual incest | zoophilia content (YES I KNOW DOL IS RIFE W/ THAT BUT I ALWAYS TURN OFF BEAST TOGGLES SJHDS) | scat/piss/basically any bodily fluid aside from CUM LMAO (i'd probably make an exception 4 squirt tho,,,, 👀) | gore

das about all i can think of for neow heheh!! btw i may like and interact w blogs that have dark content or even the content i said i wont write, please be aware of that in case the posts i've liked show up :<<

i'll eventually come up w/ a list of characters im comfy with writing for, as well as a general idea of how i would write them for requests n such!! if the character u like isnt there, im still looking into how i would write content for them :>

IF U READ THIS FAR ILY BYEEEEE ♡♡♡

[hypertonicplague]

Obey me hcs 4 me, myself, I

Things 4 my head n also cuz im still rlly into obey me but it’s all in my noodle lol

PROBABLY GRAMMAR N SPELLING MISTAKES IDC IM EEPY 🫶

So in order from Oldest 2 youngest

Lucifer

- actually drank sm bitter coffee that it messed up his stomach completely (hell coffee, magic can’t heal everything) he has to take medicine for the pain lol

- still doesn’t care n will drink coffee n eat spicy things (45 minutes later he’s in his room either on the floor r in his bed clutching his stomach sobbing)

- hidden mole on his scalp in the bck of his head, nothing extraordinary but he’s kinda embarrassed abt it n if u touch it he’ll flinch n scowl

- bad habit of slipping forms when he sleeps (the beginning of the night starts out normal but when u wake up there’s gonna be feathers in ya mouth n a 9ft inky demon snoring cuddled completely under u)

- once he catches a chill it’s rlly hard for him to warm up, he hates the cold

Mammon

- vapes 🗿 though he used to smoke cigarettes, once MC arrives he stops (Devildom cigarettes r basically fiber glass for humans 😭 he’s quitting for u MC 🫶)

- another one w a bad habit of form slipping but it’s not just sleeping. U have him a lil kiss? Wings n horns. He can’t get the math right in his head? Wings and horns. He rlly rlly rlly likes the food he’s eating atm? Wings n Horns. Doesn’t care will slip wherever

- weird but he enjoys fishing, despite him having adhd n the tizzums it’s the one thing he can sit down n enjoy (he started fishing cuz of Barb btw)

- blends vegetables into Levi’s “gamer” fuel

Levi

- again abt the forms n slipping but if I’m being completely honest levi rarely used his human form. Even when u first came to the Devildom he stayed formed out so u wouldn’t talk to him lol

- has a secret motorcycle he’s working on n putting together (it’s sea theme n he’s die if anyone found out abt it. Though cuz he loves u 🫶 u can see it)

- doesn’t know how to ride 🗿 he’s too embarrassed to ask lmaaaoo he just likes fixing it up

- forces mammon to make his “gamer fuel” smoothies to shave off some of his debt (its just berries, a ton of sugar, veggies he doesn’t know abt, n energy drinks) don’t drink it

- when u piss him off he’ll slap his tail on U n mark u up w a stinky slime. It’s like his defense?? Rlly slimy n stupid stinky

Satan

- also has an airpod (or devildom version of air pods??) in his ear at ALL times. He will attack u if u try to take them out no matter how close y’all r, r how much he loves u. Respect his boundaries MC 😦

- doesn’t like form slipping infront of u n if he does that’s it. He’s done. He’s getting even more pissed n punching whatever’s near n going to his room to trash everything. Won’t let u go around him n will tell u to leave him alone (don’t matter how close ya are, man’s is extremely emotional) but dw it’s just for a day r two!! After that he’s touch starved n his head hurts from crying. Just pamper him

- that’s another thing, he LOVES being pampered. To the point you’d swear to god himself he was a blonde Asmo. Pet him, bathe him, feed him, give him all ur love (behind closed doors tho) love up on him

Asmo

I don’t have a lot for Asmo, he’s my fav!! But I’m drawing blanks rn 😰

- another form slipper lol but he takes it a step further n will slip to form 3 outta 5 (human, demonic, demon, 1st true form, complete true form) kinda scary when he’s like that but he’s a lil cuddle bug

- will force u to brush his form 3 wings (they look leathery but they got a ton of lil thick hairs lol, clean the dust out MC!!)

- also once y’all become closer he starts a bad habit of kicking u r chewing on ur fingers/shoulder/whatever doesn’t look awkward at the time n he can put his teeth in (also this is in a non seggual way, it’s more of a stimmy way!! He’s stimmin on ya MC 🫶)

- also don’t call him out on it, he knows, he understands it’s a lil weird, say anything abt it n he’ll stop immediately n never do it again (positive or not just don’t talk abt it 💀)

Beel

- real quick beel isn’t good at expressing emotions so he uses!! His fashion!! He has a lot of lil charms, rings, plushies, ect around him 24/7. In game Beel doesn’t exist here >:^( it helps him

- plz don’t push his boundaries, even as a joke if u try he’s gonna stop both trusting and liking u 🫶 even if y’all inlove. Tizzy beel 💪🏼 (lol throwing myself into characters loooolll)

- wuvs u mc wuvs u sm he’d give u a hairpin 🫶 (that’s a lot to him, only his family n luke have a hairpin from him)

- also does drag (this one was influenced by Melpho)

Belphie

- another form 3 slipper, n another that’ll make u comb his tail AND clip his horns lol

- does pottery, mostly to make Beel new hairpins but also sometimes to make horrible cups n guilt Lucifer to use em (Lucifer adores his ugly coffee cups 🫶)

- cuz he sleeps all day n is awake at night he loooovveeesss pranking u while u sleep. Will crawl into ur bed n hold u n change his voice to sound like Mammons, Levi’s, whoever n trick u into saying silly things. Also loves pretending to hunt ur room, knocking stuff over while ur trying to sleep, grabbing ur toes, even making death noises, man is a menace 🗿

- he wuvs u sm give him a lil kiss

[ddejavvu]

pup hybrid Eddie and cat hybrid Steve. as chill and lax as Steve is with u, if Eddie tries to move in on his territory when he’s grooming you, and doesn’t stay on his side, WILL bite his lil fanged teeth into eddies ear, or hand, or whatever’s closest.

u understand instincts but the way eddies eyes are filling and Steve’s completely ignoring it in favour of laving his spit behind ur ear, you decide SOMETHING has to be done.

cue the indignant whining from both because never, ever have u stopped then from grooming you before ever. but it’s time for a lesson on kindness.

ok im just imagining myself in this but, so much of their affection that they show is based on instinct, so the idea of trying to return affection the same way is floating around my head. like how humans don’t lick their partners cheek to spread scent that kinda thing. so all I can imagine is reader just going over to Eddie and seeing where Steves bite marks are on his ear, and just having a “bite the bullet and don’t be a pussy” moment - u slobber up and lave your own tongue over his ear (like how they do to you when u get an injury).

i think that licking fur would make me violently sick but if eddie is crying i suppose sacrifices must be made </33 / long-ish post so it's cut

hybrid au faq

eddie's just a liiiittle too hyper and touchy for steve. he doesn't mind it most of the time, he knows he's just being a grouchy cat when annoyance prickles at his chest at Eddie's overeager attempts to crawl into his lap while he's watching tv, so he smooths the dog hybrid's hair off of his forehead and pets him to try and get him to sit still. he knows eddie's just excited to start the day, that's why his knees dig into steve's stomach as the result of a flying leap onto the bed. he can rationalize most things that the dog hybrid does as Dog Things, but what he cannot stand is eddie doesn't stay in one place while grooming you - you typically just have them on either side of you but sometimes eddie flops over your belly and snuggles into your cheek or kisses your nose or tries to go at steve while he's busy with you, and this time it just gets to be too much for steve - he's quick with it, he just turns his head and snaps, but it catches eddie's ear between his sharp fangs and the poor dog hybrid freezes

you don't even know what happened at first, it was just that swift. but eddie starts blubbering and scrambles off of you to hide his face in your neck by yours ide and you see him holding his ear and you turn to steve aghast and go did you bite him???

'he was on my side' steve grumbles, already licking up the side of your jaw again. you let out a little scoff and push his face away, ignoring the way his brows furrow as you pry eddie's face out of your neck. they're both huffy and puffy and whiny about it, because now you're not close to either of them, but you take eddie's hands away from his ear and see two little pinpricks where the fur was caught in steve's teeth and warped - you go to kiss it but then you think about all of the times they've accidentally scratched you and licked it to soothe you, or the one time eddie accidentally chomped on your finger when you were giving him a bite of your sandwich and then insisted on nursing it for the rest of the day with slow, gentle swipes of his tongue. you really are not looking forward to the texture of fur on your tongue but you know it'll guarantee he feels better so you stick your tongue out and just go for it !! both of them freeze. you're kind of expecting it, because admittedly it's weird, at least for you. then all at once eddie's the happiest you've ever seen him, and steve's the grumpiest.

steve's groaning and mumbling and grumbling about how it's no fair that eddie got a real kiss but the sweet dog hybrid is ecstatic!! his tail is smacking your legs as it wags out of control and he's bracing his hands in your lap as he licks at every part of your face he can reach. he's just so happy and wiggly and thrilled that you did it his way, honestly he might not be able to sleep for the night 'cause he's just so over the moon :')