#and im so unsatisfied with my body like

[potatochip-oc-dump]

RED

- a short story involving one of my OCs, Midnight. smiles. -

Warnings for:

• Blood

• Descriptions of like violence/an injury

• ??? Body Horror maybe? it's not really descriptive I think it's like only mentioned once or twice

• The red text might b eyestraining to some sorry :(

• amateur writing

Drip, drip, drip.

It starts as one drop, then another, then two more. Until finally rain is pouring down from the clouds above, settling into puddles on the ground below. You stare at the clouds with a wild fear in your eyes. As the water rushes down to the earth, you push yourself backwards into an alley, backing yourself into a corner and lowering your body in a defensive position, prepared to fight.

But the danger never comes.

Instead, harmless droplets of water leak through the makeshift roof you've created. Trees push out from the sides of the houses, their withering branches curling and tangling together. It seems like those trees over your head act as a sort of makeshift awning. It's not perfect, but it keeps you from getting super wet. You hesitate for a moment, then make the decision to investigate, leaving the side of the wall and slowly standing up as you do. Then there, in the middle of the alley, you stick out your hand.

Drip, drip.

The chill of the water makes you jump at first, but you don't run from it. It's cold, but not too cold. You... You've never felt cold before. You've never felt rain before. You wince, "Arthur would've loved the rain." 

You take a shuddering breath and mutter a promise spoken in words only your kind could understand, "I'm doing this for him."

A promise to who? You don't know. Maybe it's to Arthur, or your sister, or maybe even to yourself.

Letting the sounds of the storm settle into the background, they become nothing but white noise, and for a moment you are left with your thoughts, and for a moment you realize that you are free. For a moment you are... happy. You think about this this for a minute. You haven't been able to move like this in many, many years. This is.. special. This should be celebrated. You stretch your arms out and embrace this freedom, lifting your head up and smiling. Maybe it's not a true smile, and you're not sure if it ever will be, but it's something. You are something. And it's wonderful. 

The further you dance into the alley, the tighter the trees are tangled together, the sharper their branches are, and the less rain that leaks through. The drops go from hundreds, to dozens, to three or four, to just one.

Drip, drip.

Your smile warps into a confused one. Something's not right. Was water always this warm..?

Drip.

Drip.

You feel yourself slip into a puddle. Surprised, you look down.

Drip.

It's a pool of water, of course, and... and something else. Something that was mixed in. Upon realizing what it was, you freeze.

It's blood.

Drip.

You can feel your heart racing, the heart that was never yours. It's weighed down by the sinking feeling in your chest. You don't want to look up, you want to scream at yourself for it, but you can't help but do just that. Slowly, very slowly, you shift your gaze up toward the trees, knowing that you'll hate what you see.

Red.

Red, red, red. There's a rat caught in the branches. Red. It's one of the rats from earlier that you fought. Red. The gnarled wood stabs into him, suspending him in the air. Red, red, red blood seeps from his wounds. He is alive, breathing, ragged breaths, he mouths a plea for help but no sound comes out. And all you can do is stare at him, eyes wide with terror.

You... You did this. Why did you do this.

You realize this, and now knowing this, and let out a horrified wail. The rain has grown heavier now. It assaults the ground below it, creating a loud droning noise that drowns out your own thoughts. This only stresses you out even more, sending you into a panic.

The branches of these trees unfurl themselves twig by twig until they're untangled completely. Wood is split and cracked as it gets quickly drawn back into the wall almost like it had never grown there in the first place, freeing the wounded father from his splintering death trap. He falls onto the bed of plant life below, definitely not unharmed, but alive. 

There's flowers everywhere, sporadically growing throughout the alley, on the walls, and poking their petals right out of your body, bright red flowers. They pile onto one another more and more decorating the area in layers of crimson flora. It's red, it's all red. 

Visions of red are flashing through your mind. Red. Red. Red. A red being, creation, no- A daughter. Her red blood spilled. Uncontrolled rage. Visions of fire, destruction, and death. Visions of a world more human than animal, erased. Memories of the life you stole, the borrowed heart with borrowed powers, its red glow beating in your chest. A memory of the gift she left behind. It was a single red flower. It was the human child that was spared, she wore a red bow. 

The guilt overwhelms you. You must be doomed, doomed to never leave your violent past behind. The red that surrounds you is suffocating, literally and figuratively. You choke. You cry. You flee, leaving a trail of flowers in your wake.

[moonstruckme]

Hey so i have a request and you can totally say no if this makes you uncomfortable but would you consider writing a poly marauders x reader where the readers depressed and can’t get anything done im asking cause I’ve been. Going through something and i thought id be okay by now but I’ve kinda regressed idk and now im depressed idk pls don’t write this if its to hard or upsetting

Thank you for your request lovely, I really hope things are getting easier for you or that they do soon <3

cw: depression

poly!marauders x fem!reader ♡ 981 words

You realize the boys must be home when Remus crouches in front of you. You hadn’t heard the car come up the driveway, nor the door opening. You were too deep inside your own head. Or maybe you’d drifted off into another of your light, unsatisfying sleeps. 

“Hi.” He offers you a little smile, putting out his hand. You worm yours out from under your blanket to give it to him, and he rubs his thumb across your knuckles fondly. “How was your day, lovely?” 

“Fine,” you say. Your voice rasps a bit from disuse. 

“I’m opening the curtains,” James warns from somewhere behind you. “Here, take these.” 

Sirius’ grunt sounds surprised. “Since when is carrying in the groceries a relay sport?” he complains. 

True to James’ word, light floods the living room a moment later. It illuminates Remus’ face in front of you, letting you see the gentle concern in his eyes. His gaze moves up above your head just before strong hands grasp you by the shoulders. 

“I missed you,” says James, hugging downwards at you until he gives up and lets his body flop over the back of the couch, “so much, today.” 

You pet down the hair at his nape, love like a bubble in your chest that’s always on the brink of popping. You love the way James hugs; it’s like he really is trying to feel as close to you as he can be, with his face bent towards your neck and one hand splayed behind your heart. You let yourself meld to him. Remus starts collecting your little mess from the coffee table, taking things into the kitchen.

“It was only a few hours,” you say. 

James makes a jokey harrumphing sound. “A few hours too many.” He lets you go to plant a smacking kiss on your cheek. “If you could have one thing for dinner tonight, what would it be?” 

“I thought we agreed to stop playing that game,” says Sirius, coming back in to sit down on the armrest of the couch. He sees where you’re toying with James’ hair and takes a lock between his own fingers. “You need a haircut, Jamie.” 

“You’re one to talk,” James quips, though he leans into the touch, always more than happy to have his hair played with. “And we only agreed to stop playing with you, because your expectations were too high.” 

“They were not.” 

“Why would you think we’d be able to get what we needed for escargot at our corner shop?” 

“If you didn’t want to know what I actually wanted, you shouldn’t have asked.” 

“Anyway,” James turns back to you, “what would you have, lovie?” 

“And before you say,” says Sirius, “the correct answer is tomato basil soup with a cheese toastie.”

James sulks, thwarted, and you stroke your thumb over his nape consolingly. “That sounds really lovely,” you say earnestly. “Was I really supposed to guess that on my own, though?” 

“You might’ve,” he mumbles. “Anyway, I was thinking you could be my soup stirrer. If you’re up for the task.” 

It’s an odd feeling, affection and guilt intertwined so well you can’t fully tell which is which. You know James is making a point of asking you so that you might come to the kitchen, be among them for a bit instead of staying off in your own world, do a task that makes you feel productive even if it’s small. You appreciate that he does it, and you loathe yourself for making him feel the need to. You wish your boyfriends wouldn’t coddle you not because you don’t like it but because you like it too much. You don’t deserve it. 

“Hey.” Sirius’ voice draws you back out from inside your head again. It’s become such a frequent haunt you don’t always realize you’re going anymore. He’s studying you. “You okay?” 

You hum as Remus comes back in, sitting on the now clean coffee table. “Thanks for doing that,” you murmur. His eyebrows lift slightly when he realizes you’re talking to him. “Sorry I left a mess.” 

Remus tsks, reaching forward to brush a piece of hair from your forehead. “It wasn’t really a mess,” he says. “I don’t mind. Are you going to help us with dinner?” 

“Yeah.” It’s not so much a decision as a yielding, but James beams like you’ve made his day. It makes you want to cry. 

Sirius wraps an arm around your waist as you go to the kitchen, squeezing the fat of your hip lovingly. “Think I’ll take up the duty of stirring the soup, too,” he says to you. “Seems like a two-person job.” 

“Probably, yeah.” You let yourself lean into his side. He takes your weight happily, mushing a kiss into your hair. “Sorry I’m so lame lately,” you tell him quietly. “You guys don’t need to coddle me so much.” 

“You’re not lame, who said that?” Sirius jostles you a little bit. When you don’t laugh, he changes his approach, leaning his head against yours. “We’re not coddling you, sweetheart. You’re just in a rut right now, yeah? And we’re meeting you where you’re at.” 

He makes it sound so simple, but your throat clogs with the true difficulty of it all. When you reply your voice is thick. “But I don’t know if I’ll be able to get out.” 

“You will,” he promises surely. “I don’t know how long it might take, but it’ll happen. And if whatever we’re doing isn’t working for you, we can figure something else out, okay? We’re with you.” 

When James says it’s your time to stir, Sirius insists on standing behind you and holding your hand that’s holding the spoon. Remus rolls his eyes at the idea of it being a two-person job, but you don’t know. You think maybe it takes all four of you to make it work.

[spideyriki]

Oiiiii I’ve been following you for a while and I finally got the guts to send a request 0_0

If you’re okay with it could you please write about sub!jake as your roommate and him being a virgin but also the biggest pervert and how he secretly used your underwear to get off and kind of waxing you until one day you catch him in the act and take his virginity?

If you don’t like it you can change it to your liking or just ignore it

Ty in advance <3

if you want to

pairing: jake x reader

content: virgin!jake, soft sex, dacryphilia, panty stealing, nicknames, just a littleeee 🤏🏻 bit of degradation but not really reader js calls jake something sorta mean (+ lmk if i missed anything)

w. count: 2k+

a. note: hi anon n everyone!! sorry for disappearing for over a month but thank u so much for requesting n im so so sorry cause this is crazy overdue. hope you don't mind but i changed the roommate part and the watching reader part, i'm sorry i'm not into those things :(( n this was actually meant to be hard dom reader but i let the gentle demons win. nyways sorry for rambling here n feedback is appreciated, love u guys my lovely readers <3

you and your boyfriend, jake, have been living together for awhile now. everything was amazing and you were really pleased with the way the both of you managed to split chores without an issue.

jake was incharge of doing the laundry and recently, you've noticed some of your lace panties have gone missing. you were going to ask jake about it but it often times just slipped from your mind.

until, one night, you came home from work. calling out to him as you usually would when you arrived home, puzzled when jake hadn't immediately run up to you like he usually would.

making your way to your shared bedroom, you noticed the door was left slightly ajar, entering the room only to be greeted with an amazing sight.

the both of you haven't gone all the way yet but you have been intimate together before but the sight you witnessed was just breathtaking.

before you, jake was on all fours as his fist held your missing panties tightly around his flushed cock, moving at an amazing pace, his head lolled back as he chased his orgasm. quietly, you made his way behind him, his loud pants masking the sound of your footsteps.

"i've been looking for those."

jake jumped when he heard your voice, craning his head around quickly as his big eyes stared up at you, halting his ministrations.

immediately, jake grabbed the duvet in an attempt to cover bare body, stammering out rushed apologies. your cold hand rested on jake's chest to stop him from covering himself.

"that's not very nice, is it, jakey? stealing my panties.", you coo.

"i-i'm really sorry, y/n.", jake rushed out, tears springing up out of the corners of his eyes.

your gentle hand travelled up to his eyes and wiped the tears off his red blotchy face, your gaze heavy as you stared him down.

"what should i do with you, puppy? should i tie you up and leave a vibrator on your cute little cock? bend you over and spank you? hmm? what do you think you deserve, jake?"

his hard cock leaking another dribble of precum at your words. jake's fisted your panties tighter, catching his bottom lip between his teeth out of nervousness.

your hand tapped his flushed cheek gently at his silence.

"answer me.", you barked out.

a whimper left jake's mouth as another set of tears began to fall from his pretty eyes at your mean tone. slowly, jake shook his head in answer.

"no? i shouldn't punish you even after you've acted like some stupid bitch in heat?"

jake surpressed a cry, as he shook his head again in agreement, holding back more tears.

"then? should i just let you fuck me instead, puppy?"

at that, jake nods vigorously. unsatisfied with his silence, you quirk up a condescending brow at him. jake blinked up at you, flushing further when he realises what you're asking for.

"y-yes please, please let me fuck you, y/n.", jake squeaked out.

your gentle fingers caressed his cheek after deeming his response satisfactory, turning around facing your back to jake.

"undress me."

jake's shaky hands made his way to the zipper of your dress, gingerly pulling it down and watching as your bare skin slowly gets exposed to him. you shrug of the sleeves of your dress, before peeling it off your body.

you turn back to face jake, who was sitting awkwardly on your shared bed, his glossy eyes staring up at you as he waited for you to instruct him. reaching out, you take hold of his wrist and guided it to run over your body.

"don't be shy, sweet boy. it's just me.", you said in a sultry tone, reeling in the way his hands trace over your sensitive skin, goosebumps arising over the expanse of your torse as your nipples began to harden.

you pull down your panties as jake's hands fumbled around with your bra clasp, struggling to undo the garment. a giggle leaves your lips as his eyebrows furrow in concentration before you reach behind and unclasp it yourself.

jake's mouth fell agape, his eyes stayed trained on the dips and curves of your beautiful figure as you stood bare before him, a smile etched across your face at jake's adorable expression before his cheeks flushed in embarrassment.

the feeling of the covers being pulled off his body snapped him out of his trance, your eyes trailed down to look at how jake's poor little cock was so so hard and had leaked all over his abdomen.

your legs straddled jake's lap, the way your damp core pressed up against him nearly made jake go light headed. his hands rested on your hips as he leaned up to kiss you, shivering at the feeling of your boobs pressing up against his chest.

the kiss you both shared was wet and messy, the urgency evident as jake grew needier by the second. your tongues danced together as your hands circled around his shoulders and his rested awkwardly on your hips.

as you slowly pulled away, a string of saliva breaking apart from the distance between your lips. his eyes fluttered open, only for them to gravitate towards your breasts.

you leaned into his ear and whispered, "taste them, sweet boy."

his mouth was around your hardened nipple, hesitant at first before he was eagerly sucking the bud. your fingers made it's way to his soft hair. you let out a moan as his teeth nibbled around your tit, tugging at his hair which elected a whimper from jake.

as the feeling of your core grew frustratingly wet, you decided to properly lay on the bed, guiding jake to loom above you.

"may i touch you down here, jakey?"

"yes, please.", jake shyly answered you.

as the feeling of your soft fingertips came into contact with his achingly sensitive cock, jake let out a loud moan as his head feel back, tears brimming his eyes.

"s-so good.", jake moaned out.

your fingers moved agonisingly slow as your thumb smeared precum all over his slit, only for more to spurt out, a small mewl sounded from jake as your hands moved downwards to fondle with his balls.

deeming jake ready, you laid back further and spread open your legs. your wet folds glistening from the light of the room as your entrance fluttered around nothing, urging jake to touch your core.

"go on, jakey. fuck me like you wanted to, sweet boy.", you urged him.

jake's hands held your thighs as he aligned his cock to your entrance, his face flushing a deep red as his lip was caught between his lips. jake took deep breaths from his nose. though, you quickly held his wrist as you took notice of his eyes watering.

unlike earlier, jake genuinely looked a little worried, so, you quickly stopped him before sitting up to look at him properly.

"jake, what's wrong, sweetheart? we don't have to do anything if you don't want to.", you said softly as you caressed his back soothingly.

jake's big eyes looked up at you, holding back tears.

"i've never... haven't..", jake's sentence trailed off.

your brows furrowed in confusion as you processed what jake was saying, eyes blinking in realisation.

"...jake, are you a virgin?", you questioned him.

at your words, jake's lips wobbled as he hesitantly nodded and he looked seconds away from tears, quickly, you wrapped your arms around him and pulled him closer to you.

"it's okay, jakey. don't worry, we don't have to do anything."

"n-no!", jake rushingly cut your words. "i w-want to do this... but i just don't know how to.", jake continued, timidly looking down at his hands.

you gently took hold of his face to look into his beautiful eyes, giving him a soft smile. leaning down, you pressed a small kiss on his lips. slowly, you flipped him over to lay on his back as your lips slotted between his once again. unlike the kiss you both shared earlier, it wasn't rushed or urgent but it was passionate and full.

"can i ride you, jakey?"

jake nodded eagerly at you, however, at his lack of words, you pulled away.

"words please, sweet boy.", you whispered to him.

"y-yes please fuck me.", jake breathed out.

placing one last kiss on his lips for good measure, you took hold of his full member and aligned it with your soaking entrance, you looked up into jake's eyes as you finally sunk down on him.

you let out a deep breath at the feeling of his thick cock filling up your tight pussy, his prominent veins rubbing against your insides so deliciously as your hips stilled to make sure jake was ready for you.

at the feeling of your pussy enveloping him, jake had to use every power in him to not cum into you right then and there. jake's head immediately rolled back into the soft pillows and his eyes clamped shut, his hands pawing at your hips as if to ground himself. slowly his eyes fluttered open to look at you.

the way you smiled down at him was enough to make him go crazy.

at the sight of jake blushing, your fingers reached down to run through his hair. "you okay there?", you asked teasingly, tilting your head slightly. jake mewled at the feeling of your hands running through his locks as he nodded.

a few moments passed before you deemed jake ready, slowly you rolled your hips foward to see how he would react.

jake let out a hearty moan at the sensation. his eyes shutting closed once again as he got lost in the feeling. taking that as a good sign, you began to thrust down onto his length.

your hips carried you up to bounce on his dick, your boobs jumping with your thrust. your warm walls stretching as his cock burried itself deeper inside you, beginning to kiss at your cervix. glancing down, you take notice of how jake's large cock was bulging against your lower abdomen with each thrust.

"look at how big you are, jakey.", you cooed out.

jake made the mistake of looking down to your lower abdomen where he could see the way his cock throbbed inside of you as you grinded into him, his mind reeling at the way your cunt was so tight around him.

the familiar feeling of his tightening core was getting harder to hold back as he looked down a little more, only to be greeted with the sight of his dick disappearing into your tight wet hole.

pretty tears continued to cascade down his cheeks, "please so close!", jake all but screamed out to you.

your fingers took hold of his hands that were holding onto your working hips, interlocking them together as you leaned down to capture his lips.

"let go for me, jake.", you whispered against his lips.

that's all it took for jake to cry out as his hips snapped up into you, squeezing his eyes shut as his cock released his warm cum deep inside you. praises fell from your lips as he emptied himself into your cunt.

as he came down from his high, a whine escaped him as you continued to ride him, increasing your pace as you chased your own orgasm. you cooed at him softly, "just a little more, sweet boy.", you let go of one of jake's hand to massage at your clit.

finally, the coil in your stomach snapped, squirting your juices all over his dick. at the combined feeling of your cunt tightening around him and the way your cum coated his dick, jake couldn't help the moan that left him as he released into you again.

your movements slowed down before it finally came to a halt, as you leaned down to capture jake's lips in yours, lifting yourself off his softening cock, your pussy dripping cum onto the bedsheets.

immediately praises fell from your lips when you parted from the kiss as you rested your head on his chest.

"thank you for letting me be your first, my love."

©spideyriki 🍉

[demiesworld]

"I AIN'T WITH THE MESSY SHITS, BUT I NEED SOME SLOPPY TOP"

☆ pairings: toji fushiguro x black!chubby!femreader

☆ synopsis: basically toji eating the pussy real sloppy. yes i got the title from glorilla's "lick or sum" and???

☆ contents: nsfw, oral (f. receiving), pussyeater!toji, pleasuredom!toji, daddy kink, dirty talking, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, squirting, use of toys (clit vibrator; toys are our friends), pussy slapping, slight dacryphilia (if you squint), just the usual filth

☆ notes: reader is a female and she is black. she is described as being chubby but her weight is not numerically indicated. reader's pronouns are she/her. i wrote this for my big girls bc we need the content (yes im a fluffy mami in rl). i put my pussy into this and im not sorry for the mess i made.

Before you met Toji, you had never met a man that would willingly, and most of the time without asking, eat your pussy out before. Your previous exes didn't eat your pussy out when you asked, or they didn't satisfy you enough to lead you into a mind-boggling orgasm. They left you feeling dry, unhappy, and unsatisfied. It was a blessing and a curse for you to end up with a man like Toji. Someone who didn't take "no" for an answer, someone who will deal with your bratty attitude and fix that shit with his dick in your pussy, and who ate your pussy simply for his own pleasure.

"OHH FUUUCK!"

You were on the bed, laying on your back with your legs pressed against your chest. Toji was laying on his stomach and his face was in between your thighs, his mouth slurping on your clit while his fingers were driving into your cunt. The slickness of your juices were wetting up his fingers and making a mess on the bedsheets. He didn't bother to put a towel underneath you because in his words, "The way you squirt, that shit will just go through the towel anyways," so he didn't do it.

Toji had been eating at your pussy for who knows how long. He had already made you succumb to three orgasms by using only his fingers. This man was putting your body through the wringer. His tongue never faltered in flicking at your hardened clit. Those long, thick fingers of his were fucking into your pussy and making the most obscene, wet noises in the room. Accompanied by those squelches were your shrill, whiny, high-pitched moans. Your back arching up from the bed and toes curling when Toji would suck and nibble at your sensitive nub.

"Tojitojitojitoji!" You babbled on his name, and jerked your hips down towards his fingers. A trail of saliva was coming out of the corner of your mouth as you squirmed about trying to bring yourself to another climax. "Fuck, fuck, I'm g'na cum again! Oh fuck! Fuck!"

Your walls tightened around his fingers and another stream of your juices came squirting out right onto his face. Your man smirked while he pulled his mouth away from your clit and pulled his three fingers in your pussy out. Toji lapped up the wetness you had just made before pulling his mouth away and kissing fervently at your puffy folds.

You jolt from his lips, hips twitching, legs trembling and let out a whine, "Tooojiii, d-daddy, n-no more, I-I can't!" You had tears brimming at the corners of your eyes. Fat, warm tears that fell down your cheeks as you laid there on the bed. "I can't take iiit!! Too much, too much!"

He reaches out a hand to your cheek and wipes away a tear. "Ssh, ssh, baby girl you can take it. You always take it don't you? Hm?" His gruff voice was soft when he was speaking to you. When you were like this, a dumbed down mess from back-to-back stimulation, he knew he had to console you gently. You look at him, nose scrunched up and plump lips pouting. "You can take it baby girl. I know you can,"

Toji sits up from his position and kneels on the bed crawling above you. You were starting to think that your man was going to fuck you, but what he did next surprised yet scared you. He reached underneath the pillow you had your head on and grabbed the hot pink toy wand you had. Your eyes went wide as you stared at the toy then look back at your man. "D-Daddy p-please!! Please daddy!"

Your mind already knew that once Toji brought out the toy wand it was game over for you. He knew how to angle the vibrator just right for you to squirt all over him. Your hands flew to around his broad shoulders and shaky thick thighs wrapped around his small waist in an attempt to keep him from going back down on you.

"P-please daddy, y-you don't have to do that," you begged of him, and squeezed your legs tighter. You bring him down for a kiss to your lips, not knowing that Toji had already turned the vibrator on with a press of the button and was guiding it towards your clit. In between the messy kisses you were stammering, "S-See daddy? C-Can you juss- TOJIIIII FUCK OH MY GOD!" You were interrupted by him pressing the vibrator to your clit.

Toji circles the toy around your sensitive nub and his tongue licks at your cheek. He tastes the dried tears from earlier on your soft brown skin. He glances down at where the toy is rubbing at your clit then looks at the fucked out expression on your face. He smirks cockily at you. "I want you to give me a couple more before the end of the night baby girl." His scarred lip presses a firm kiss to your round cheek. "Then I'll stop."

You shake your head and claw your manicured nails into his shoulders. "Mm! Mm! Mm! C-cumming! Cumming!" You warn him, feeling your stomach tighten, your eyes rolling back when you cum again on the bedsheets. There's practically a puddle of just your bodily fluids soaking the blankets. The room stinks of the scent of musk and sweat, but it doesn't deter either of you from stopping.

"Yeeeeah that's it. That's how daddy fucking likes it." He growls, and places the wand to the side. His hand grabs your chin, turning your face to him and he kisses you roughly. You try your best to respond to the kiss, but your body is tired and your mind has turned into mush after climaxing for the sixth (?) time. Toji doesn't care as he sucks on your limp tongue after gnawing at your bottom lip with his canines.

Slap!

Slap!

Slap!

Soft, weak moans left from you when Toji was slapping his hand on your pussy. His fingers stroked your folds gently followed by another slap. You unwrap your legs from around him and let your arms flop to your sides. Your body no longer touching him as you become pliable for him.

"That's my fucking girl, my good fucking girl." He hooks his thumb on the corner of your mouth and stretches your cheek. "Open your mouth up for daddy." You part your lips and stick out your tongue, Toji laughs at this before he spits onto your tongue. With narrowed eyes he watches you swallow it then he returns to going back in between your thighs.

His lips kiss on your inner thighs, teeth bite down on your brown skin and leaving bite marks there. Murmurs of, "so fucking good for me", "going to make this pretty pussy cream some more", could be heard from the man between your thighs. Toji kissed and licked on your thighs some more until he got to your pussy. He reached over and grabbed the toy wand, turning it back on then holds it against your puffy clit. Your man had it pressed right against the nerve of your clit while his tongue was delving into your entrance.

You squirm shakingly on the bed, but you once again chase that one high that Toji is trying to give you. In contrast to your body wanting more your words say something different. You whine, "No more daddyyyy!!"

Toji ignores your cries while he uses a hand to keep your plush thigh spread open. He stops eating you out to say, "One more then I'll stop baby girl," He lifts the wand away from your clit to suckle on it. "Come on, baby, come on." He mumbles onto your nub.

He encourages you to cum for him one last time, and by the grace of whoever you did. Your wrecked out body, unable to release any more of your juices due to the constant stimulation, just writhed and clenched as you came for him. A lewd "pop" emitted from Toji when he plucks your clit out of his mouth. He kneels on the bed before you, rubbing his hands on your fleshy thighs and stroking the bruised skin that he caused.

"You did so good baby girl, so fucking good, I'm so proud of you baby." He leans down to peck your lips. When you start to whine and whimper from coming down he whispers, "It's okay baby, I'm here baby, look at daddy," He cups your face in his hands, directing your attention to his green eyes. "Look at me. I'm going to run you a bath okay baby?" You nodded your head and he continued, "You want me to carry you or can you walk?"

Again you shake your head and whine, Toji took this as a "no I can't walk" and he went on to pick you up from the bed with ease. He carried you with his hands underneath your thighs into the bathroom, gently sitting you down on the toilet seat before he went to the bathtub and ran the water. Your man returned back to you, since you were already naked he wrapped your hair up in a shower cap and used a damp towel to clean up any messes on your body.

"Mm, T-Toji... I... good?" You quietly ask him.

His eyes look up to your tired expression, and he smiles approvingly at you. "Yes baby girl you did good for me. You always do."

★ letter from demie: FUUUUUUUCCCCKKKK. it don't make no sense why this can't happen to mee!!!! fuck i hate this!!! anyways!!! tell me what you think of this smut! i think i just let the faucet run on this one!!

[savannahsdeath]

hii i love ur stories, and i was wondering if you could do a one-shot where ellie won't admit it, but she LOVES being a sub and just listening to you 🫣

SUB!TOP!ELLIE WILLIAMS X READER

mdni please<3

warnings: 18+!! sub!top!ellie, oblivious!reader, making out, a liiiitttleee of thigh reading, js smut

writers note: im a sucker for dom!ellie but my first req was sub!ellie and now it just has a separate place in my brain.. yeah, i need both. switch!ellie lover i guess💪💪 also this ones sub!top!ellie because im soooo in love w her like awshhzhsv

you always saw ellie as the firm, rough and confident one. as the 'don't tell me what to do' one. and definitely the straight-forward one. you wouldn't even think it's the complete otherwise, especially not while grinding on her lap. your lips were connected for a few minutes now, and everytime you pulled away to catch your breath a line of saliva built a bridge between you. you were needy, ellie desperate and the whole situation really messy. quite a combo.

"ellie..." you whined after freeing your tongue.

she pulled you back into her, holding onto the back of your neck. "what is it, doll?"

"mhh-" a week sound escaped your mouth, as you struggled to calm down and not act as if you just ran a marathon (because you didn't, of course, but that's how you felt). "touch me..."

you didn't realize she kept her hands only on your head because she was shy. you never thought she could be shy at all. your request, though, awakened something in her. she hungrily slid her slim fingers beneath your shirt, where they rubbed soothing shapes into your skin.

"like that?" she laughed, or at least you guessed she did, because the sensations made it hard for you to tell.

your answer was a one word, but a keyword. "more."

with that, her hands unfastened your bra and threw it somewhere on the ground. she turned you around, making you lean your back on her chest. your shirt covered the scene - her playing with your hard nipples, that didn't feel so sensitive until now. her hair fell on your face, slightly covering it, as she bowed her head to kiss your neck. your pussy sent a needy impulse through the rest of your body, signaling you this is what you needed, before the pulsating changed it's message to a 'not enough'. ellie seemed to notice it, and one of her hands untied the knot of your cute pyjama-shorts. the elastic at your hips widened to make room for her hand, and it carefully slipped underneath the waistband, though stayed on top of your underwear. she followed the wet path with her middle finger, arriving to it's source. she didn't put any pressure onto your body, leaving you unsatisfied.

"please- please, do it." you nodded, fighting the urge to press her hand towards you.

she was more than happy to do it, her hand avoiding now also your panties and making contact with your bare body. you shuddered at the coldness she brought with her, but things quickly got heated.

your head found support in her shoulder, resting on it, as her pointing finger rubbed your clit and the next two lazily waited at your entrance, collecting everything that came out of it.

"do you want me to do it?" she asked. it wasn't the taunting, teasing, playful tone. it was a concerned, shy and hesitating one. one you weren't used to hear from her.

you frowned, wiping your wet, drooled mouth with the palm of your hand. "are you... really asking me that?" you wanted to add '...or am i dreaming?' but that was too much for you now, and your throat refused to work.

"i only want to do things you want me to do." she whispered, sounding almost ashamed about admitting that.

she continued the trail of sappy little kissed on your neck, somewhere where the vocal cords are, and you thought that's the main reason they're not working.

you couldn't hide your surprise but stayed quiet, though not really by choice. she thanked god you couldn't feel her own wet spot, which was probably bigger than yours and still growing each time you asked her to do something for you. even if your commands weren't out of your dominance, even if you had no idea how they turn her on, she only waited for you to ask for more, or less, anything would satisfy her, as long as she can satisfy you.

[1ore]

the problem with me is i will make up a joke npc for gw2 rp with @soulfullofold and then a day later he will have lore. anyway this is Vax Madmaxim, he does unethical science and got drowned in a vat of dragon blood by Bingus Ruinbringer. the dragon blood fixed him, though

"mad scientist"-type who is taking a systems ecology lens to everything, from steam machines to magical constructs to biological organisms. unsatisfied with conventional engineering, he starts dabbling in dragon magic to construct biomechanical monsters. (see: I failed bioethics)  

contracted in secret by Bangar Ruinburger to figure out how to control an Elder Dragon. Vax came up with the idea of tapping Jormag's blood, initially as an experiment in manipulating Jorms (a la contriving weapons out of Kralkatorrik's blood.) Later, of course, this is used to convert the Dominion to Frost Legion en masse when things start going south.  

caused an international incident during Legion-Dominion peace negotiations, which involved a gladiatorial tourney, two Pact Commanders, a hydra made of Searing crystals, and highly confidential Dominion blood magic.

Vax was thus detained and, for his failures, dunked in the vat of jormag juice that he had helped create. Bunkbed Ruinbringer evidently didn't need a way to control Jormag anymore, and Vax had greatly overestimated how indispensable he was.  

Jorms later drags him out of the tub and uses his half-dead body to set a trap for the Commanders, by turning him into a shambling blood-bomb (see: jormag bloodbag.) Given that this is the second worst thing that's happened to him since the worst day of his life, he isn't a very cooperative dragon thrall. He'd also developed some sort of nemesis-rapport with the Commanders by this point. As his last act, he warns them away, just before violently retching dragon viscera all over the floor.  

He was supposed to die-- Jorms was done with him-- but my man saw himself being turned into a disposable vessel of primordial goop and said "oh so im pupating? guess i'll metamorphose." I don't think that was Jormag's doing. I think he Just Did That. (see: change of heart)  

the newly eclosed Icebrood Vax offers himself to the Pact as a weapon against Jormag, repurposing his earlier research for more benevolent purposes. (see: staying positive)  

uhhh what else. nominally Iron Legion and functionally a gladium, but like hell is he going to let them take his name away. his allegiance is to unethical science first and whoever is willing to pay him to do unethical science second.  

Has kind of always been a piece of work, but became a bigger piece of work when he lost the "mad" warband under mysterious circumstances. Incidentally, this is when he started making frankenstein chimeras. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯  

   

he Has A Sensitive Side

[snoopyearss]

Hi ♡

I read some of your works and they were amazing! I just wanted to ask... Can I make a request? If yes, I had one thought in mind...

How would Nanami Kento react on his s/o who never experienced an orgasm while having sex? Always left unsatisfied with other men. Would he be such a gentleman and help her to experience the best bed experience of her life? ♡

Nanami making you come for the first time

Omg omg omgggg yes yes!! I love this idea

It started with the both of you feeling on each other subtly (if you can call it that), which led to him carrying you to his bedroom. He lies you on your back and starts kissing down from your jaw to your collarbone, whispering dirty ears in your ear. “I’ve been craving you,” he would moan in your ear.

You and him have been dating for quite a while now, enough time for you two to start getting comfortable with sex. Usually when it came to dating men, they were a disappointment in that field. The number of orgasms you had to fake is absolutely ridiculous. But you got so good at it that they didn’t notice. You figured it was just going to be one of those times. No big deal, you’d just pull out the rose toy after he falls asleep, you thought to yourself.

“You look so beautiful baby, I can’t wait to see what you look like when you come all over my cock.” He purred as he took off your top and skirt you were wearing. You chuckled at his comment, completely forgetting that he was right in front of you.

He stopped what he was doing to drown at you, “What was that?” Your eyes shut out of sheer embarrassment. “Did you just laugh?” You didn’t respond.

“Y/n.” He sternly said. It made the hairs on your body stand up and a wave of arousal ran through you. Slowly, you opened you eyes and was faced to face with a shirtless, muscular man.

“I-I..”

“What? Do you think I’m incapable of making you come?”

“N-no, I just..no one’s ever really made me..” You don’t know what came over you, but when it came to Nanami speaking so sternly, it turned you on. “No one’s ever made you come?” He sat down next to you after you shook your head no.

“Darling, I feel like this is something you should’ve told me.” He lightly scolded. “I know, ‘M sorry. It’s just embarrassing.” You mumbled. “That could never be embarrassing. That just means they weren’t catering to your needs.” You remained silent. He got up and got on his knees before you, spreading your legs a bit.

“What-“

“I’m going to show you what you were missing.”

Nanami spreads your legs and softly blows on your clit causing you to twitch. You clenched the sheets in anticipation.

“Let me know if you feel uncomfortable, and I’ll stop. Okay?” He reassured and you nodded in response.

He began to massage your folds, getting you more malleable to play with. It made you relax under his touch which is exactly what he wanted. He used his hand to massage you while he brought his lips to your clit and lightly sucked on it.

“Oh fuck..” you breathed out.

Nanami continued his same movements, then replacing his hand with his mouth all together. The way your breath hitched in your chest and the way you were fidgeting around, you knew something about this was different.

“O-oh my- Kento..fuckk,” you moaned now running your hands through his blonde hair. “Oh my god it feels s-so good.”

“Yeah, it feels good baby? You want me to add another finger?”

“Yes yes yes yes please,” you chanted. He inserted another finger, curling it inside and hitting that spot that it takes you minutes at a time to hit. You moaned louder this time, legs shaking on either side of his face.

Nanami looks up and watches your face contorts in pleasure as you get close to your orgasm. “Kento…im- im-”

“Let go for me pretty girl, make a mess all over my fingers. Let me taste you..there you go..that’s my girl.” He talks you through the whole wave, using his other arm to hold you down to prevent you from jolting around. The moans flowed out of your mouth like a stream of water. He continued to pump his fingers in you until you came down.

“Holy shit,” you breathed out covering your eyes.

“How was that?” He kissed up and down your thighs. You could only nod.

“Think I can make you come around my cock now?”

[ilyhaitanii]

up and down ft. zhongli - reuploded from lucluvr

nsfw. zhongli's always been amazing at making sure you're never unsatisfied // cw: pet play, daddy kink use of collars

“don’t act like that, baby” zhongli coos, a slight tug on your collar. his amber eyes glaze over your body, sprawled out on the bed before him. tears prick in your eyes. you blink away the blurry tears, little whimpers falling out of your lips. he leaves a soft kiss on your forehead, nose, and then lips. 

he thinks you’re the cutest thing ever! pretty bunny who’s always ready for him. zhongli sits himself against the headboard, patting his lap. you crawl over to him, thighs on either side of his. nuzzling into his neck, his fingers trace over your bare skin. he remembers every curve, bump, and mark on your skin. his thumb catches on your navel, softly feeling the geo symbol branded in your skin.

“daddy,” you pout, leaving soft kisses on his neck. zhongli’s eyes close, enjoying the feeling of your soft, plush lips on his skin. 

“yes, sweet girl?” he calls out, leaving small kisses on your shoulders. you lean back, holding his face in your hands. he tilts his head, kissing your palms--his eyes on you. 

“please help me,” you beg. your eyes get teary again as you lead his hand to cup your cunt. you grind against his hand, lips softly biting his neck. he lets out a small chuckle, his other hands palms your soft waist. his thumb rubs soft circles over your clothed cunt, eliciting small mewls from you. 

he softly pushes your body down again. he gets on his knees, parting your thighs. he lets out another soft chuckle as he notices the wet patch on your panties. zhongli’s fingers clasp onto the bands on your panties, pulling the cotton material down. he throws in a corner -- he’ll pick it up later. 

he takes in the sight of your puffy lips and clit, your slick coating all over your pussy. he notes how when you’re extremely needy, your clit peeks out of its little hood, begging to be touched. he kisses the nub as one hand grips your thigh and the other secures your hips down.

his thick fingers bully their way inside your hole, immediately finding that spongy spot in you. his fingers curl just right, the roughness of his finger tips make the sensation even more satisfying. you arch your back, wanton moans falling out your pretty lips. 

every time he moves his fingers, a small squelching noise can be heard. you feel him smiling against your clit. 

“she’s talking to me, bunny. i think she missed me a lot, huh? my poor baby, im so sorry. i’ve been so busy, honey. i didn’t have the opportunity to take care of you. it’s okay though, i’m here now princess -- don’t fret,”  

zhongli basks in the taste of your pussy. he thinks there’s nothing sweeter he’s ever had in his years of living. he can never get enough of how good you taste. 

he rolls his tongue on your clit perfectly, shivers crawling up your spine. his hand that found purchase on your thigh moves to your chest-- he tugs at the nipple, rolling it between his skilled, coarse fingers. 

your hips stutter against his mouth, gripping onto his hair.

“daddy! ‘m so close...please lemme cum!” he starts sucking on your clit harshly, and each tug on your nipple becomes rougher. he’s a soft lover, but even he loses control every now and then. 

he hears your high pitched moans, yelling out his name. your body twitches as one final thrust of his fingers brings you to your peak. he watches how your face contorts, lips turning into an ‘o’ shape. the flush on your cheeks is even more evident now, and he sees how the light reflects off your glossy skin.

he pulls his fingers out, mesmerized with the way globs of white pour out of your hole. he dives back in immediately, giving you no time to rest. however this time, his calloused fingers rubs circles on your clit, while his tongue has its turn fucking your hole. 

he can’t get enough. those fat tears that are supposed to warrant him off your body, only makes him want to stay longer. he swears to celestia he could be here for heaven. to him, this is celestia. no one could compare to his precious bunny. he praises you for not running from him, taking him like the good girl you are. 

he’s aware you’ve broken some rules while he’s been gone, but he can punish you for that later. right now the tightness in his slacks is getting very uncomfortable and the lack of stimulation is not helping. he lets you cum one final time, with a soft pinch on your clit, before he pulls away.

your chest heaves up and down as you take a good look at him. his lips, fingers, neck, fuck even his collar are stained with your slick. his hair’s disheveled from your pulling on his. there’s still some lipstick marks on his neck from when you attacked his neck. his shirt has 3 buttons undone, and his tie is pulled down too. your eyes travel to his crotch, finding the bulge sticking out. he must be in so much pain, you think. 

with no thoughts in your head besides how much zhongli must be in pain, your hands trace over his bulge. he lets out a hiss, before softly moving your hand to his belt. you quickly unbuckle it, setting it beside you. you unzip his black slacks. he kicks it to the side, before working on his shirt. he sits on his knees on the bed, your thighs either side of his. 

you tug on his collar, bringing him closer before kissing him. his lips are so soft and warm. you help him remove his shirt, as he takes off his remaining clothes and accessories. for the first time in weeks, you’ve seen him with his hair down -- it’s a breathtaking view, for sure. he notices how you’ve stopped to look at him. 

his hand cups your cheek, cooing at you before he kisses your cheeks again. you smile shyly, wrapping your arms around his neck. he pulls you onto his lap, his back flat against the headboard. you sit up on your knees, taking his leaky cock in your hands. he’s big. so big that your fingers don’t meet when wrapping around the base. you gulp at the sight of it.

his face is as pretty as his cock some might say. he’s thick and long, with prominent veins running down the sides. his tips flushed a rosy pink, precum dripping all over it. he aids you with lining yourself up, hand securely around your hip. 

you push down, trying to fit his fat tip inside. zhongli’s not a very patient man. his hand hovers over the geo symbol branded onto your navel, right on your womb. the symbol glows gold as you feel a vibration in your tummy. you close your eyes, gasping at the feeling. he’s able to control how fast he wants it. 

as you sink further onto his cock, the vibrations grow faster and stronger. he watches as your abdomen contracts as you fully take his cock. your gripping onto his shoulder, face hidden in his neck. 

there’s so much going on. you mumble his name weakly as he drags your hips up and down his cock. it’s too much. you’ve barely calmed down from your past two highs, now the vibrations combined with his cock is just too much.

“can’t do it, daddy,” you shake your head, more tears rolling down your face as you attempt to push him away-- but zhongli would never let that happen. he tugs on your collar, making you stay in place. he always says, “good girls don’t run away and if they do, they don’t get to cum,”

he’s imprinted that sentence in your head.

“do you not want to cum, princess?” he slams your down rougher-- his fingers finding purchase on your clit again. you shake your head once more, nails digging into his shoulders.

“no, no, daddy, i wanna cum j’st need a minute, please,” your brows furrow as you feel yourself coming closer again. the knot in your stomach is so tight and this feeling is different. it’s way too much, it’s too intense for your cunny. 

“you can do it, princess. your taking me so fucking well, come on, bunny. i feel you clenching, baby. you can do it,” he kisses that sensitive spot on your neck and rubs your clit even fast. you bounce on his cock like a fucking whore, unfiltered moans flowing out your mouth. you take in a deep breath right before zhongli thrusts up one last time and you’re gone. before you realize it, zhongli speaks. 

“pretty baby squirting all over me. good girl, see i knew you could do it,” his voice is strained. he’s not too far behind you. with a few more thrusts, he cums. you feel the warmth of his seed inside you. the vibrations stop, replaced by his soothing hands rubbing your hips and his lips that kiss away your tears.

you’re exhausted. you blink, trying to fight sleep, but you can’t. he notices your struggle, “don’t worry, bunny. daddy will take care of you. just sleep, my love. i gotcha,” 

© ilyhaitanii - please do not repost, translate, or plagarize any of my content, and do not repost it to any other platforms

[d0g0r0t]

Bc Toby is literally my bbg you should totally write him with an s/o who takes care of him and is just super nice to him and, it can be sfw or nsfw I don't really mind either

(I'll give you a cookie pls I'm not normal abt him༎ຶ⁠‿⁠༎ຶ)

Toby x caring reader

TW: NSFW

He wasn't really sure how to process your kindness at first. He couldn't tell if you were faking it or not

But over time when he realized you were true his heart melt

He would be supper shy and awkward around you cause you were so sweet and kind

You would do the littlest things for him and he would look at you like an angle while your doing it

Asking you for things was so easy yet so hard. He knew he could ask you for anything but he was so nervous around you.

You were just so... nice..

He didn't deserve you.. all the things he's done and he gets you? You were to good for him

He's never experienced someone like you. You reminded him of his sister and your kind nature. It made him dizzy with emotions

Even your name sounded so sweet

He would try his best to keep his tics under control PRAYING he doesn't hurt you and bruise your beautiful skin

Sometimes when you two are alone he gets really sappy. Leaning into you, digging his face in your chest, wrapping himself completely around you as your fingers run threw his thick curls

He feels bad when you do simple things for him that any human should do. Brush his hair, help him remember to take a shower or brush his teeth, cook for him

He feels like he's almost using you and he just sinks into himself but after you told him you want to he felt a little better

The moment he sees anyone get even a little rude with you he's on them like a dog, screaming and barking at them. Stepping in between you guys and growling like a protective hound.

The moment their delt with he's getting on your level and using the softest tone asking if your ok and if you need anything

He pushes his emotions back alot until he blows up. But he never snaps at you, he just can't. He'll get really needy if he does show you a bit of aggression. He's at your knees and whimpering how sorry he is for just feeling the wrong thing even tho you have no idea what he's on about

He gets really jealous when he sees you being nice to other people but doesn't step in knowing your nature and your need to care for others

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NSFW

The first time you two got intimate he was literally TREMBLING.

He was scared he might get to rough and accidentally go to far

When you guys were in bed he just stared at you for a few moments trying to process a girl like you under him like this

When he started up he was already whining and whimpering. He was shaking trying not to grip at you to harshly

But over time he has himself wrapped around you moaning in your ear as he pounds himself into you

He's fucks you at a steady pace not going to fast or to slow unless you tell him to

His hips would buck every now and again as he feels your heat squeeze his member letting out desperate whimpers

He rips the sheets from how hard his gripping them as he watches you ride him because he would rather tare the sheets then your skin

Watching you do such acts on him makes him completely red in the face and his body flush and heat up like crazy.

After he finishes he let's out a little gasped and apologizes for cumming so soon and not letting you finish

He will DESTROY his body until you cum to

He's not letting you go unsatisfied after what you've done for him

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IM SORRY IM GETTING THESE OUT SO SLOW ONFG!(#;@[*$[!%

[cat3ch1sm]

🕸️~ hi, guys! im back with part 2 of my latest writing. sorry for being gone, and happy april! hope spring is treating you all well. in really enjoying seeing all the flowers in bloom. if you couldn’t tell already, nature is my favorite thing in the world<33 without further ado, let’s get into it. enjoy, ily <33

🌲~ fem!reader, nsfw ahead, oral sex, mentions of overstim+markings

𝐝𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐞𝐚𝐭 🐱? 𝐟𝐭. 𝐠𝐨𝐣𝐨, 𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢, 𝐭𝐨𝐣𝐢, 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐨, 𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐮𝐧𝐚, 𝐲𝐮𝐮𝐭𝐚

𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐮 𝐠𝐨𝐣𝐨

to be honest, i can’t think of anything this man wouldn’t do when it comes to sexual shit. regardless, he wont just give you what you want- he’ll make you beg for it and just tease you until you’re ready to cry, both with his mouth and his words. “aw, does that feel good, sweetheart? can’t get any words out for me? you’re always so sensitive, aren’t you?” his arrogance makes its way into literally everything he does- he wants you to be desperate for him.

𝐤𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢

i think kento likes to use his mouth often because it’s more gentle than straight up sex. he isn’t really the type to overstimulate you or make you beg, like gojo. his aim is to please you and he’ll do just that. he might tease you ever so slightly, but it’s rare. he spends a lot of time on your pleasure centers and knows exactly how to move his tongue to get you to finish. kento also has no shame in kissing you after you come so you can taste yourself on him, telling you how well you did and how much you deserve his cock.

𝐭𝐨𝐣𝐢 𝐟𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐨

will eat that shit like it’s his last meal. bro. he has zero issue marking up the insides of your thighs with hickeys and bite marks. however, toji is at least a little careful not to hurt you or break skin. toji will abuse the shit out of your clit and definitely fingers you while taking you in his mouth. he also makes eye contact the whole time just to fluster you. however, he doesn’t let you finish- he would rather save that for when he penetrates you. all of the other stuff was just prep, and believe me, you’ll need it😭

𝐬𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐮 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐨

he’ll eat you out only when he wants to. if you’re in that mood but he isn’t, that’s just a shame. if he’s in that mood and you aren’t, well, obviously geto won’t force you to do anything, but don’t expect him to not badger you about it at least a little- but not too much. when he does, it’s for his own pleasure, and he’ll do it for as long as he pleases. if geto has had a trying day, expect to be very overstimulated and exhausted by the time he’s come home and the night’s over.

𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐮𝐧𝐚

same as geto- eats you out when he wants, for his own enjoyment., and for as long as he pleases. sukuna has no issue leaving you unsatisfied or holding your legs open and eating you out until you physically cannot come anymore. you’ll find that it’s mostly the latter, though. he’s worse than toji when it comes to leaving marks- your inner thighs will be covered in bites that probably will have broken the skin in several places and bruises. sukuna doesn’t tolerate any squirming or struggling, either, when he overstimulates you- he’ll just tighten his grip and go even harder. he also degrades you a lot, which should have been expected because it’s literally sukuna. “oh, are your legs shaking already? i’ve barely even started, you pathetic slut.” or “keep your whiny ass still while i ravage your cunt, whore.”

𝐲𝐮𝐮𝐭𝐚 𝐨𝐤𝐤𝐨𝐭𝐬𝐮

yuuta i imagine is fairly inexperienced in a lot of sexual things. still, he wants to please you so badly and is willing to learn everything about your body to pleasure you. you’ll probably have to direct him the first time or two, but then everything should be good. he’s so cute when he looks up and asks, “is this the right spot?” “am i doing okay?” “does this feel good for you?” anyways i love him

[lemmetreatya]

theologian!geto who students arent very fond of for the fact that he grades papers with a harsh hand. theologian!geto who other professors tremble in the name of because of how profound he and his discoveries are.

theologian!geto whos just always itching to mention something about either gods or religion within every conversation he has — and in all honesty, its why he likes you — because even if its not your forte, you’re always willing to listen, willing to learn.

“do you believe in gods or a god at all?” he asks you one late evening as his face is mostly hidden behind his computer screen. the both of you have agreed to use his office as a small hub to grade papers together and so the nature of his question isn’t bizarre.

you look up from the other side of his desk, eyebrows knotted.

“i mean, i believe someth—“

“no, forgive me, don’t answer that. let me rephrase what i mean.”

theologian!geto rises from his chair, slender fingers cautiously removing his glasses from his face.

“do you believe that gods exist? that they can dwell among us in a physical form rather than an omniscient one?”

and your first port-of-call was to reference yeshua or your occasional greek mythological figure, but you know that’s not what theologian!geto was getting at. slightly shaking your head, you deflect.

“i-i don’t know…” you breathe, and somehow, you know that’s more of an answer he’s looking.

with a sly smile, theologian!geto is looking over you with something akin to adoration. once he lightly tilts your chin up to look at him, you finally realise why his reverence is felt all over the campus.

“would you like me to prove that they do?” he almost minxes, and you find yourself nodding.

you cant help but writhe and moan in delight as theologian!geto languidly eats you out over his desk. long fingers biting into your thighs as he holds you in place — making sure you’re not in the business of running away.

“so sweet” he purrs into you, and you can’t help but let out a pitiful whine as his nose bumps against your clit. “surely you’re proof that goddess’ also exist, mm?”

theologian!geto doesn’t even let up once your hips still in a raised position, your back arched in bliss as he continues to nyam comittedly at your sex — as if a man be starved

“g-guru… please” you’re mirthing, because the overstimulation is almost uncomfortable and you push away at his head.

“no angel, not until i get my fill.”

and you’re left biting your arm in fits, twisting and thrashing your body, as you try not to make too much noise. student papers slip onto the ground and the cold coffee from lunch spills over the wood but theologian!geto doesn’t care.

you come a second time over theologian!geto’s mouth, his lips slick with slick and nose wet like a dogs. you know you’ll never forget how demonically hooded his eyes were as he emerged up from your leaky cunt. the hunger in his iris’ still unsatisfied.

as you try and catch your breath — thinking he was done for the time being — you slowly start to sit up. but as you do, you’re stopped by theologian!geto’s hand on your stomach

“believe in gods now?” he says from below you.

thinking he’s playing, you only roll your eyes, voice dry as you try and feign sarcasm.

“sure, ‘ru.” you say with a chuckle, but the unmistakable unclick of a belt buckle, wipes the smirk clean off your face.

“good” he chides, and you watch as he finally stands up from his crouching position; his cock burning red and solid hard within his fists. “coz now im gonna show you what heaven looks like.”

[everythingdenied]

showers-matty healy

a/n: this could be the longest authors note ever because my moral compass is still fighting for its life regarding whether i should be posting this or not. but imma spare you all of that because my writing is supposed to be escapism so pls ignore that me & the boyf are fighting irl rn and enjoy me being a whore mwah. i feel like im rly holding back on how slutty things can get cause im too scared to be too specific in my smut but...we shall see xxx

warnings: overall filthy smut warning tbh, fem!reader, me not proofreading oops wc: 1,727

A satisfied sigh fell from my lips as I stepped into the shower, sliding the glass door shut. The water was scalding but, after the day I'd had, it's heat felt somewhat cathartic and I didn't bothered adjusting the temperature, instead standing content beneath the warm stream.

The dull ache in my muscles slowly ebbed away and I let my eyes fall shut, listening to the perfectly monotonous trickle of water against the cool tile floor. I hummed gladly, my hand almost instinctively falling to cup my breasts, kneading them in a somewhat fruitless attempt at alleviating the stress of a long day at work.

I knew my own touch could never compare to his and, oftentimes, pursuing my undo without him there was futile. However, he was at the studio for the foreseeable and I needed some sort of release now; my fingers and the shower head were going to have to suffice for the time being.

Inhaling sharply, I rolled my nipples between the pads of my fingers, head falling back against the tile wall behind me. The water cascaded down my naked body like morning sunlight and I traced the droplets, right hand dipping lower to the centre of my arousal with a shaky moan. I felt my body loosen as I slowly circled my clit, the familiar sensation only reminding me of him. How he'd touched me exactly like this on the studio couch last night, barely waiting for George to leave before his eager hands were pulling at the waistband of my joggers.

Unfulfilled, I hastened my pace, fingers working desperately to bring me to some sort of climax. His name slipped through my parted lips in a slew of low whimpers, echoing around the small room, and I twitched with needy anticipation, a familiar warmth settling in my abdomen. I was completely caught up in the feeling, so focused on my own pleasure that I hadn't heard Matty return home early, nor had I noticed him enter the bathroom.

“You called?”

Snapping my eyes open, I gasped, hands jerking away from my pussy as if they'd just touched a hot stove. Empty, unsatisfied and wracked with adrenaline, I looked in the direction of the voice, finding my boyfriend leaning in the doorway of the bathroom, amused.

"Shit, Matty" I breathed out through a nervous chuckle, hands clasped against my thumping chest. "You scared the life out of me."

He smirked, eyes dragging over my naked, glistening body as he pushed himself away from the doorframe, hands deep in the pockets of his dress pants.

"I did knock, but..." Matty gestured in my general direction and I blushed, averting my gaze elsewhere. A silence settled over the room, save for the flow of water, and I stood, nude and vulnerable as my boyfriend watched me wriggle in discomfort, the embarrassment of being caught only heightening my burning arousal. Detecting the yearning thick in the air, Matty strode closer, sliding the shower door open. Hot steam spilled into the room. "Need help?"

I pursed my lips, somewhat abashed, and nodded, watching as Matty wasted no time in undoing his shirt. Soon free of his clothes, my boyfriend joined me beneath the water, toned abs flexing as he hissed at its searing temperature. He snaked an arm around my waist, pulling me close to his body so that the two of us stood pressed up chest to chest, warm water beading off our bare backs and eyes boring into each others. 

"Greedy girl" Matty tittered lowly, carefully lifting my jaw with two fingers. I only blinked up at him, pupils blown wide with lust. "Couldn't even wait till I got home, ay?"

He drew me closer, his hard on throbbing against my core, a stark reminder of how painfully empty I was. I whimpered, wordless under his touch, and he watched, his thumb grazing my bottom lip. Jutting my hips forward, I slowly rolled them against his bare crotch, feeling him harden.

"Mph, please, Matt..." I practically begged for his touch; for him to do something, anything. But, too stubborn to give in easy, he only shook his head, hands carding through my dampened locks.

"Not so fast, love" he hummed, his tone laced with an almost sadistic amusement as his hand, which was previously gripping my jaw, travelled slowly to my breasts. "Wanna take my time with you..."

I frowned, feeling as if I was soon going to implode if I didn't come in the next few minutes. Had it been any other day, I would have basked in the prospect of Matty's endless teasing, enjoying the rare occasions when he'd take his sweet time with me instead of bringing me to orgasm in a flurry of fervent movements. However, today had been long and stressful and my body yearned for release, not twenty minutes of merciless edging.

"Baby..." I groaned as Matty moved at a snails pace, head dipped as he softly kissed stray droplets from my collarbone, one hand cupping my right breast. He hummed in acknowledgment but said nothing, rough tongue now brushing past my puckered nipples. "W-want you."

"And you'll have me." He breathed, fingers dancing across my neck as the both of us stood beneath the warm spray. "S'called patience, beautiful."

"Don't wanna be patient" I whined and my boyfriend chuckled lowly, his ego likely inflating tenfold with each desperate plea I made.

Focusing his attention on my tits for a little while, I found myself becoming more and more worked up, barely able to contain myself when he moved a hand down to cup my pussy. It ached to be touched and, taking pity on me, Matty did just that, slipping two fingers inside, coating them in my arousal. I let out a strangled gasp, feeling him pump his fingers in and out of me, his pace leisurely.

"Shit, Love" Matty smirked, slowly adding a third finger, stretching out my desperate pussy. "You're dripping. You been wanting me all day?"

I nodded, rocking my hips along in time with his movements, feeling my body prickle with goosebumps despite the burning hot water trickling down my back. Fearing I'd only sound pathetic if I tried to speak, I said nothing, instead focusing on the way his fingers curled deep inside me, noting the familiar callouses.

"Needy little thing." He rasped and, even with my head in the crook of his neck and my eyes shut tight, I could hear the egoic sneer in his voice as he brought me closer to release. His movements became more hasty and, despite his vow to 'take his time' with me, I soon found myself empty, being pressed up against the steamy glass door, my hand wrapped around the base of his cock as I pumped him sloppily. He groaned, throaty and visceral, and grabbed the back of my thighs, thumbs digging into my soft flesh. "Jump f'me."

Not one to argue, I did what was asked of me, allowing Matty to lift me, back against the glass and legs wrapped around his torso. The position was somewhat awkward and I couldn't help but giggle at the impracticality of it all, arms draping around my partner's neck in a feeble attempt at keeping myself steady.

"I'm definitely gonna fall on my arse like this, Matty."

Matty only laughed and shook his head, swallowing my laughter with a kiss, his damp curls sticking to his forehead. "Nah, i've got you, gorgeous" He hummed against my lips, keeping a surprisingly firm grip on my ass. "You're alright."

Giving me a moment to adjust to the position, Matty teased my entrance, his cock throbbing against my needy cunt as he let me take an inch or two. He watched with lusty intent, mouth slightly agape as he slowly but surely filled me, our bodies fitting together like puzzle pieces. He was closer than ever, radiating sex and warmth, his breath fanning my cheek as he inhaled the scent of my peach shampoo.

It was intimate sex. Desperate, but intimate. Matty's thrusts were somewhat careful, making sure to hit every single one of my sweet spots as if he had something to prove. His lips roamed my every inch of skin, sucking bright purple hickies onto my neck as his length slid in and out of me, the room echoing with the filthy sound of skin against skin. I moaned softly, head falling into the crook of his neck

"I know, baby. I know. Better than your fuckin' hand, yeah?" Matty cooed, his tone syrupy as he rutted into me with great depravity. "Bet your hand can't even reach half the places I do."

Of course it couldn't and he knew it. Nor could my hands have me on the very cusp of white hot pleasure in a matter of minutes, backed up against the shower wall, begging for them to let me cum.

"Sound so pretty when you beg, love" He mumbled, words slurring together in pleasure. He was getting close too, I could tell. His thrusts were growing messy and lacked rhythm and he practically choked on his words. "Such a good girl. Who makes you cum like this, huh?" "Y-you do. Only you."

His name fell from my lips, each syllable feeding his ego as he brought me closer and closer to the edge, only allowing me to let go when he neared his own undo, mumbling every curse word under the sun. I clenched around him, growing full with his release as it coated my insides, warm and plenty, dribbling down my thighs.

He was right. My hand's couldn't do that. Nor could they lovingly pull me close in a post-sex haze, siting down with me beneath the warm spray of the shower head, skin to skin, recovering. They couldn't love me or draw me to their chest and, with lidded eyes and a droopy smile, press a kiss to my forehead.

“Better than having a wank?” Matty teased, breathing laboured. I said nothing, rolling my eyes as my head fell to his shoulder. “Could have called me. Y'know I'll always drop everything f'your pussy."

"Didn't wanna bother you in the studio." I mumbled and Matty chuckled lowly, pulling me closer beneath the now somewhat tepid water.

"Oh yeah, cause getting to fuck my missus in the shower is such a bother." 

[sraksha]

Hello!

Congrats, you've been visited by your LU Self Care Anon!

I hope you had a great day, and if not, don't worry, you did your best, and tomorrow's full of new possibilities!

Have you drank enough water? It can really help your body and mind feeling well! Also, remember to get enough sleep, did you know underground rooms are often the freshest in the house? I can assure you there's at least a 2F difference between my basement and my ground floor. It really makes a difference in hot days!

What have you been working on lately? Would you like to show me a wip, or describe it? I'm sure it'll turn out amazing, even if you now think it's nowhere near good!

You can do this! Believe in yourself, you're awesome!

Hello!

Summer break is over and it's back to school i wanna drop out from because im unsatisfied with the education, BUT it's my last year and i will do my best to soldier on 💪

Boy do i have wips! So many unfinised sketches and vague doodles.. You can have this one

It's a crop of my first draft for an art request(the playing instruments and dancing one) and im not gonna finish it, but these two are so cute they deserve to be seen lol

[honeycreammilkshake]

hello there honey i really enjoyed your analysis on sukuna and yujis relationship they're so overlooked by the vast majority of the fandom despite being the mcs and it makes me happy some of us appreciate their dynamic i might be unsatisfied with geges overall handling of the story and how it took so long to really focus on these two but he wrote them very compelling despite everything. it makes me frustrated because it could've been even more of a punch if we didn't focus so much on everything else and i adore some characters but it came at the expense of not doing enough with his mcs which even if some people don't want them to be its still yuji and sukuna.

anyhow a small little detail i wanted to point out about 265 is yuji up to that point had been treating and referring to sukuna as a curse, but while in his domain while they're fishing he baits him by saying "cant the strongest sorcerer do this?" and its baiting him obvs and hitting at his ego but he still referred to him as a sorcerer and he's the only one to do so to my knowledge everyone else including himself refers to him as the king of curses, something that he was seen as by everyone since the heian era, a curse, and that he still believes he is right to 268. i really wanted gege to expand on why yuji sympathies with him, we can deduce why and it he clearly does but i wanted to see his exact thoughts what changed, maybe he found out by gojo about his family when he talked to him and realized sukuna was his relative? i mean there's more reasons why he sympathized with him clearly as you very well pointed out in your post but still this is why im dissatisfied with the writing they could've explained it better.

what are your thoughts? i hope we get to focus on yuji at least in the next chapters or im going to lose it. do you have any hope that sukuna ended up accepting yujis offer? i think the scene ended abruptly... i want them back together its so frustrating and while it fits and i can see gege leaving it like that it just doesn't feel right to me

hi, jenjen!! (do you mind if i call you that?)

thank you so much for reading that mess of a post. i had a lot of sukuita feels and just spilled my thoughts in one entire go. it's sad that they're so overlooked because they're unironically the best thing about jjk. like yeah there's a lot of cool characters in jjk but sukuna is literally a god of chaos and devastation that somehow got stuck in the body of an unhinged teenager who would sacrifice his own life for strangers.

they're two different extremes trapped within the same body, but as the story goes on we see they're a lot more similar than they first appear. like yin and yang, the two extremes that often oppose each other but are also inseparably complimentary to each other. there is soooooo much to explore with that dynamic, and i'm forever heartbroken we didn't get to have more focus on these two because they are honestly amazing.

anyhow a small little detail i wanted to point out about 265 is yuji up to that point had been treating and referring to sukuna as a curse, but while in his domain while they're fishing he baits him by saying "cant the strongest sorcerer do this?" and its baiting him obvs and hitting at his ego but he still referred to him as a sorcerer and he's the only one to do so to my knowledge everyone else including himself refers to him as the king of curses, something that he was seen as by everyone since the heian era, a curse, and that he still believes he is right to 268.

your point about that one scene in 265 is so goooood <3

as you said, up until that point yuuji had only been referring to sukuna as a curse, even though that's not technically true. but to yuuji, sukuna is more of a curse than some curses are. this is part of my theory that yuuji is the only one that sees right through sukuna. almost everyone else admires sukuna or only sees him as something to test their strength against.

yuuji is the only one who actually hates sukuna. yuuji even wants to destroy him because he knows sukuna is a murdering, cannibalizing force of death and devastation. and sukuna hates yuuji because the brat represents everything that goes against sukuna's cursed and selfish nature.

they both stand for everything the other hates, yet it's so interesting that they somehow understand each other better than anyone else does. (more on that later >.<)

what i really love about this scene is yuuji's teasing nature. he's not being mocking or sarcastic. he's both stroking sukuna's ego and, with light playfulness, is giving him a kind of recognition (as a sorcerer, not a curse) that nobody else has. you were completely right with that, jenjen.

and it's just so sudden that it happens. actually, everything about this chapter was so sudden and unexpected.

the fact that sukuna is willfully going along with all of this when he would strike down and destroy people for daring to even order him about (like nanako and mimiko). yet he indulges yuuji over and over again.

yuuji is literally telling sukuna what to do, but sukuna doesn't even reprimand him. actually, he pays attention to yuuji. (also i love how everything is always so "special case" and "different" with them like that don't even know how they arrived in yuuji's little mind palace and sukuna looks freaked out about it but he still listens to yuuji, he still does whatever yuuji asks him to... that's truly amazing.)

this scene in particular was really interesting to me. as you pointed out earlier yuuji only ever referred to sukuna as a curse and treated him like one, too. during his conversation with mahito, yuuji says that his purpose in all this is to just kill curses, sukuna especially, as that's the end goal of everything yuuji did.

yet here yuuji is, decidedly not killing sukuna and instead giving the king of courses his entire life story. yuuji's being the most open and vulnerable about himself than he's ever been, and it's all for the infamous king of curses who cares only for himself, the enemy yuuji hates and wants to see destroyed.

yet the way sukuna remains uncharacteristically quieter through all of it, looking like he's honestly reflecting or considering what yuuji just said, and how he gives this meaningful pause after yuuji describes how empty the town he was raised in became. yuuji says he expected it to be that way and sukuna looks almost thoughtful about that.

something similar happens a little bit later on when yuuji's talking about how there's a smaller amount of insects now than when he was younger.

what i noticed about both of these moments is that yuuji is talking about changes that happened for him. changes in the place he was raised and changes in the life he used to see more of that he doesn't now.

sukuna isn't affected by change. he's the strongest, he does whatever pleases him and doesn't care about anyone but himself. but yuuji cares about these little things, these changes that affect him, these small details that stay in his memory. that's such a contrast to sukuna's mindset, which is that every human tastes fleeting. and here yuuji is, sharing his memories about these tiny things with sukuna, these "tastes" that have stuck with him. because it's little details like yuuji losing his slime toy or drinking sweet milk tea when it snows that makes him who he is as a person. but does sukuna have any kind of memories like these? anything that connects him to being human like yuuji? maybe that is why yuuji is showing sukuna all these everyday normal things. he knows sukuna doesn't have memories like this, so maybe showing him yuuji's own might trigger something in him, something deep down. he wanted sukuna to open up with him too, maybe.

all of this is such a strong contrast to how other sorcerers and curses treat sukuna. they only approach him with the intent to try to overpower him or maybe to try to gain his favor. yuuji isn't doing anything like that. he isn't bargaining or making violent demands. there's no fighting. it's the most tender they have been with each other so far. (sukuna not killing yuuji the moment that brat asked him to do anything is sukuna being tender imo... he would have crushed anyone else for daring to do such a thing.)

it's just... it's so fascinating how yuuji hated sukuna for being so inhuman before, but now he's suddenly treating sukuna like he is human. he's acknowledging that sukuna was human even if the king of curses doesn't want to be seen as that anymore. and it's beautifully complex and should have been explored far deeper.

i really wanted gege to expand on why yuji sympathies with him, we can deduce why and it he clearly does but i wanted to see his exact thoughts what changed, maybe he found out by gojo about his family when he talked to him and realized sukuna was his relative? i mean there's more reasons why he sympathized with him clearly as you very well pointed out in your post but still this is why im dissatisfied with the writing they could've explained it better.

i am right with you on this one, too. chapter 265 was almost like a dream for me. jjk is hardly romantic at all. even a lot of other action manga includes at least a little romantic subplot... yet the most romantic scenes we get in this series are these date-like interactions between sukuna and yuuji, who supposedly hate each other, yet i guess they're out there doing archery together??

(sukuna getting another perfect archery shot just to impress his demanding little boyfriend <3 i love how serious he looks here, too, he's really playing up that coolness factor)

you also made another great point about how yuuji suddenly took a lot more emotional interest in sukuna now than he did before. i wonder if that conversation yuuji had before gojo died was about sukuna being related to yuuji? maybe part of him lit up on the inside because he actually has family, even if it's the murderous demon god that wants to destroy him and everything that he loves? or maybe he felt some kind of closeness while sukuna was inside of him that he misses now?

i really wish that we got more scenes like this with these two. i want to understand yuuji's thought process for trying to reason with sukuna and to maybe even get him to open up, too.

it's sad that gege took so long to focus on these two again. there were so many more interactions we could have had, so many more meaningful insights into both of their characters.

but this chapter did a lot all in one take.

i said earlier that sukuna and yuuji understand each other really well, and i believe that's true because not only are they the only ones who spent so much time being soul-crushingly close to one another, they also get under each other's skin far more than anyone else does. sukuna loves to torment yuuji because he knows just how caring and compassionate yuuji is. he rubs it in that he killed thousands of people during the shibuya arc and that he possessed the body of yuuji's friend. but yuuji also knows just how to rile up sukuna and he fights sukuna hard, he never gives up, and i think sukuna secretly admires that about yuuji.

and this chapter showed us how they understand each other yet again.

this conversation, to me, shows two very important things. one is that, despite already feeling it's a lost cause, yuuji still tries to convince sukuna to accept the mercy he's showing him, to understand yuuji's perspective as well. but sukuna's response to this is more layered than it first seems, in my opinions.

as we've seen, sukuna uses a lot of backhanded insults and contradicting statements with yuuji. he simultaneously calls the brat weak and uninteresting, but is disappointed when yuuji lost against choso (sukuna was paying a suspicious amount of interest during that fight scene for someone who considers yuuji to be so worthless) and looks reluctantly impressed or even surprised at yuuji's abilities.

yet when anyone else gives sukuna a hard time or challenge, sukuna shows them respect or even gives them praise. he does no such thing with yuuji, at all. in fact, all he does is mock and discredit yuuji, so sometimes the actual words he uses is a roundabout way he's actually acknowledging yuuji getting under his skin. and i think his words here, "i'm astounded at how spineless you are," can be taken as a form of that reluctant and contradicting acknowledgment.

even if sukuna doesn't accept what yuuji is saying, i think he knows yuuji is being sincere. he has to feel like he's guarded against it though, so he easily dismisses yuuji, and that's why my second important thing from this conversation is how yuuji still doesn't give up.

sukuna knows yuuji can kill him. he's getting back up into a corner now. but instead of going in for any kind of demands, yuuji is giving sukuna mercy. a second chance. a choice.

even though he knows sukuna refuses to see things yuuji's away, to accept yuuji's ideals of valuing life, he still offers a chance at mercy for sukuna.

sukuna, who has deliberately proved over and over again that he doesn't deserve mercy or empathy, and yuuji understands this. he accepts that sukuna is unsympathetic and a monster.

even when sukuna is dying, yuuji shows him that mercifulness once more. he's far more gentle and compassionate to him than sukuna deserves.

the fact that he still wants to live with sukuna. either a longing for family or the closeness they once shared when yuuji was his vessel or both. he genuinely cares about sukuna. and i think sukuna knows that.

so that's why it's another insult to undermine yuuji's efforts and empathy when sukuna says this offer is yuuji just "acting the fool" when i think he knows truly that yuuji wouldn't be so unserious about such a big thing.

but one thing that hit me hard is how sukuna calls the brat by his full name this time. something he has never done before. just like yuuji called him a sorcerer that one time too. it's like sukuna's admitting deep down he was touched, but he just can't accept yuuji's mercy. that would kill his persona, his reputation as the king of curses. it would make him more human. and he refuses to be anything but inhuman.

the original japanese had quotes around "curse" and that was important for a reason. sukuna wanted to be seen only as a curse would be seen.

as gojo said. love is the greatest curse of all. and sukuna is the king of curses. so it's very fitting indeed that sukuna died in the hands of perhaps the one person who ever really saw him, or understood him, or loved him.

thank you for your ask btw, jenjenpup. i really loved reading your thoughts on this. thanks for bearing with me on all my rabid rants about these two. i hope i answered your ask well enough.

so glad to have you in the sukuita cult, too <3

[zoros-fourth-sword]

LUFFY X FEM READER

{MDNI 18+ only}

This chapter is a 18+ chapter so it contains

fingering, dirty talk, hair pulling, name calling, and more—

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SUB FEM READER x DOM LUFFY

BEWARE MY WRITING SUCKS

"I can't freaking stand him sometimes I swear" I complain to Nami and Robin while we were tanning on the deck of the Sunny the little shit decided to piss me off by chasing me around the ship with a spider in his hand knowing damn well I’m scared of those creepy things

"That's luffy for ya he tends to get on people's nerves" Nami mumbled into her hands that were under her face as she lay on her stomach to tan her back

I hate him I hate Luffy so much ever since that skinny little shit walked into my life the man has done nothing but make me feel things that I have never felt before and I can’t help but hate him for that im not the type to let my emotions control my body or take over my brain for that matter but when I’m near luffy that’s a whole different story and it pissses me off it makes me feel weak and vulnerable

"And why do you exactly hate him" Robin asked interrupting my train of thought

"Can you blame me look at him" I sigh running my hands down my face referring to the boy that was across the Sunny running around with Chopper and Usopp

"Never mind this conversation 𝗬/𝗡 let's change the subject so you're not in a bitchy mood anymore" Nami mumbled into her hands

"Okay" I let out a dramatic sigh "but let me go change out of this bikini first I'm kinda hot the sun starting to get to me," I say to the girls getting up out of my chair to stretch

“I’ll be back” i say as I make my way towards my room

I finally make it to my room quickly throwing myself on my bed letting out a loud groan from the cold contact of the blanket touching my sweaty skin

"Hot huh" I hear someone from the corner of my room their voice sounding raspy

I quickly fling myself upwards nearly falling off my bed 

Before I could even scream I heard a familiar yet annoying laugh come out of the person

"I really scared ya huh" Luffy chuckled stepping into the light so I could see him

"What the fuck are you doing in my room Luffy" I snap out nearly turning red from anger

"I don't think that's any of your concern," Luffy said giving me a big smile

Is this boy stupid what makes him think it’s okay to hide in a girls room

"IT IS WHEN ITS MY ROOM LUFFY" I scream standing on my feet and throwing the pillow that was on the bed next to me at him but of course his show-off self had to catch the dang thing leaving me unsatisfied with the fact that I didn't get to hit his stupid face

"Use your brain for once you idiot" I growl out turning my head away so i didn’t have to stare at him any longer

"𝗬/𝗡" Luffy said chuckling out my name

"It is kinda my business when I'm the captain of this ship," Luffy said stepping closer to me our feet almost touching

How dare he use his title against me I swear I’m going to smother him with a pillow while he’s sleeping tonight I can’t believe I have to deal with his shit

"It's My space My room it's a place you go for privacy you know" I growl out ready to just walk out of the room

"Like you care about privacy you talk shit about your captain in front of him" Luffy growled out getting irritated with me referring to mine and the girls conversation on the deck earlier

I instantly freeze up hearing that sentence leave his mouth

"Mhm you didn't think I could hear ya," Luffy said stepping closer to me way to close for my comfort

I gasped out in surprise not expecting Luffy's face to be so close to mine

"I hear everything that leaves that dirty mouth of yours"  Luffy growled out grabbing a fist full of my hair and jerking my head back so my neck was exposed

I squeal out in surprise at Luffy's action I quickly bring my hands to his chest desperately pushing him away

What the fuck is wrong with him

"Why do you hate me 𝗬/𝗡" Luffy mumbled in my ear his lips dangerously close to my exposed neck causing my heart to burst in my chest

"Fuck you Luffy" I growl out punching him in the chest even tho he didn't take damage

Why dose this dude have to be so strong

"That's no way to speak to your captain 𝗬/𝗡" Luffy chuckled out slightly tightening his grip on my hair

I whine out from the pain quickly grabbing Luffy's hand behind my head desperately trying to get him to loosen his grip

"I know why you hate me" Luffy mumbled into my neck his hot breath fanning my skin causing my legs to fell like jello

"You wanna ride my dick baby don't ya" Luffy chucked out once again

A gasp left my lips once I heard that sentence leave his mouth I was in shock I wasn't expecting Luffy of all people to talk like this

"What w- do you mean" I stutter out in shock trying to hide the fact that he was right

"Don't act like you don't know what I'm talking about  I hear you late at night pleasuring yourself while saying my name” Luffy chuckled out darkly

This can’t be real right I’m dreaming I have to be dreaming right now

"Do you want me to fuck that hatred out of you?" Luffy said grabbing my bare my waist with his free hand pulling me closer causing our chest to clash together

I gasp out struggling to breathe from the contact of his skin flushed against mine my brain slightly fogging over with lust letting the lewd thoughts take over

"You do want me to don't ya" Luffy chuckled as he began to leave soft wet kisses down my neck

"Luffy" I sigh out my brain losing control and my body taking over

I can’t do this with him his my captain for fuck sake

"Mhm keep saying my name baby" Luffy growled out pulling my hair tighter while his other hand squeezed my waist tighter

I feel like I'm going die he felt so good against me it felt like my body was going to melt away but my brain on the other was literally screaming at me not to let this happen

"Lu- Luffy we can't" I pant out trying to deny my feelings

"Yes we can baby I know you wanna," Luffy said slowly trailing his hand that was in my hair down my body and towards my ass before quickly grabbing a handful and pushing our hips together placing his thigh between my legs

"Fuck I wine out from the contact of his thigh pressed against my core

"See baby you want to," Luffy chuckled adding pressure to my core

Fuck it

"Yes I want to" I choke out finally giving up and accepting it even tho I know I’m going to hate myself for this later

"Good girl" Luffy laughed quickly picking me up and placing me on the bed so that he was above me between my legs

"I'm going to fuck you stupid," Luffy said in excitement with his signature smile plastered on his face

"Whatever you say" I huff out getting annoyed with his cocky attitude

"I don't really appreciate the attitude 𝗬/𝗡," Luffy said thrusting his hips against my own causing me to jerk upwards

I gently whine out rolling my eyes in the back of my head from how touch-deprived I am

"But one thing I do appreciate is how fucking sexy your tits look in this bikini" Luffy growled out thrusting his hips against mine causing my breast to jiggle from the movement

"God I'm going to fuck you so good," Luffy said as he began to trace wet kisses down my neck and between my breast getting lower as he went

"I can't wait to feel how nice and wet you are for me baby," Luffy said hocking his fingers in the waistband of my bathing suit bottoms quickly jerking them down my legs

"Luffy" I gasped out surprised by his action

"Shhh" Luffy said making me go quiet

"Look at you baby your pussy is so needy," Luffy said tracing his finger between my folds seeing how wet I already was for him

I wine out quickly grabbing Luffy's shoulders to have something to grip on

"You like that huh" Luffy chuckled out lowering himself between my legs

"Got something even better baby I'm going to eat you out like your my last meal and lucky for you I'm hungry," Luffy said before burying his face into my core

"Fuck Luffy" I sob out flinging my head back into the pillow

Did I die and go to heaven

His tongue was working wonders on my clit and It felt absolutely fucking amazing I was on cloud nine the way his rubbery tongue is thrusting in and out my hole was throwing me over the edge it felt like I was going to cum then and there

"Fuck Luffy your so good" I wine out taking a fist full of his black hair into my hand trapping him in his place

"Fuck baby you sound so pretty keep saying my name," Luffy said slightly pulling away to breathe

"You taste so damn yummy 𝗬/𝗡," Luffy said looking up at me with hooded eyes

He looked so fucking delicious and I hated to admit that but hes also doing a fantastic job so I really can’t complain

"Look at how wet you are" Luffy purred out slowly entering one of his long skinny fingers into my core

"Shit oh my gosh” I pant out from the feeling of his skin against my walls

"I could have you for every meal," Luffy said thrusting his finger inside me at a quick pace

This boy is literally going to be the death of me

"Me too Luffy oh my gosh I'll let you do anything" I moan out caught up in the heat of the moment

"Fuck baby if you keep talking like that I might have to make you choke on my dick" Luffy chuckled entering a second finger and speeding up his pace

"Luffy I can't breathe" I struggle between my moans from the overstimulation his causing my body

"That's the point 𝗬/𝗡 but I think you can take it get on your knees like a good girl"

I hope everyone enjoyed Im sorry if it's was bad but let me know if I should make a part 2

but anyway have a nice day/night♥︎

[idonthaveanyurlideas]

something something seeing a lot of like “riz has been wild and violent this whole time!!!” “he’s mad let him be mad!!!” and so on and so forth and not just about riz but the other bad kids as well and like

yeah thats fine we love a good eat kalvaxus’ body moment but if riz gets to be violently angry and call for a body to be destroyed so they cant be revived why is kipperlilly’s anger Too Far why are the feelings she expressed (but did not act on at all until she’d been killed and corrupted by rage) in private counselling so horrifically abhorrent and unforgivable

and im not saying riz SHOULDNT be angry. yeah he has plenty reason to want to kill those guys. i expected it. kipperlilly’s jealousies ARE petty and irrational and riz did nothing to deserve them

but what id also Hoped for was a little self reflection. for the bad kids to stop and think, not necessarily in the middle of battle but at like any point throughout this whole season when they learned things about the rat grinders and what theyve done and whats happened to them and think ‘could that have been us?’ ‘if we had made some different choices, if some different things had happened, could we have ended up in that situation???’

i wonder why adaines anxiety was treated so wonderfully and sympathetically while kipperlilly’s anger issues that she has obviously had for a WHILE and she was actively seeking help for is more evidence of unforgivable evil

im not the first one to say it, but it truly is just disappointing that trg were not utilised to their fullest extent as narrative foils, and it is unsatisfying to me that in the finale of this season focused on rage and revenge and corrupted anger, that the bad kids are facing their enemies, their potential mirrors, with… rage and anger.

to me its not a question of characterisation or ‘does it make in-universe sense for the characters to do this’ or ‘im sad my faves died :(‘ its a matter of themes and the overall narrative and character arcs being fumbled because i do think they have been fumbled