#baro x reader

[reotheworld]

i'm sorry i've never done this before i'm still new to this app but if this DOES work i just wanted to share this scene i remembered/thought of??

«*last name *~ *last name *»

and the guy is obviously busy so he's responding mindlessly with, *if you like my last name so much, why don't i give it to you then?" (sounds like something reo would say tbh even tho i thought of isagi 😭)

and then.. a reaction? flustered, shocked, embarrassed etc

anyway its just a thought and i absolutely loved going through your work everything's just rly good (im really sorry if that sounds weird????) have a nice day take care :D

to give you a bigger love

❝ each day with you is heaven to me❞

➜ reacting to their s/o's response to "if you like my last name so much, why don't i give it to you then?"

➜ gn!reader

sugar level: 70%

the soccer player is too stunned to speak. looking away as they hide the tinge of pink on their cheeks.

reo, rin, chigiri, ness, isagi

they open their mouth to say something but they forget their words, so they close their mouth. they open their mouth to speak again to you but ultimately forgets again.

nagi, niko, kaiser, kira, bachira

walks away like nothing happened but is actually rejoicing on the inside like a high school boy.

baro, sae

[benkeibear]

⋆꙳✧༄ Dandelions

❖ Characters: Chigiri, Kunigami, Barou

❖ Reader: genderneutral

❖ Wordcount: 1.4k

❖ Summary: they realize that you're the one while you two do the most normal things

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𝑰'𝒗𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒂 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰'𝒎 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒚 𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆

☰ Chigiri:

Chigiri and you have been living together for several months now and settled into a comfortable routine with and around each other. Your little home was located in the heart of the city with a beautiful view of the area surrounding you.

One morning Chigiri woke up to the sound of rain hitting the window of your shared bedroom and turned around to find you still fast asleep. With a small smile etched onto his features he marveled at the way the natural light that made its way through the cracks of the blinds illuminated your skin. Gentle hands caressed your cheeks, careful not to wake you up but by the time he started playing with your hair your eyes fluttered open as a tired smile settled on your lips “Morning my princess” you whispered softly, knowing how much it teases him when you call him that. “It's raining outside… guess our date in the park has to wait for another day” he whispered back and you nodded. “Guess we have to stay in today then” you mumbled and pulled the blanket to your chin as you cuddled up to your boyfriend once more, enjoying the sound of rain filling the otherwise silent room.

You don't even know how long the both of you stayed in bed, eyes keep falling shut but by the time you left the bed it was almost afternoon already, making some breakfast and coffee for your lover so he would slowly crawl out of bed as well. The day wasn't exciting but you truly enjoyed spending it in each other's presence, feeling like the time stopped and it’s just the two of you being able to get a breather from your usually busy life. Once the late breakfast was finished the both of you just lounged around in the living room, unable to decide on a movie to watch you settled for just listening to the rain some more while you cuddled up under a blanket.

Soft words were shared, feeling like you would disturb the little world that was built around you if one word was said too loud. It were moments like these, moments spent with you, that Chigiri valued on his free days, being able to share laughter as well as hold meaningful conversations with you that made him feel like he's right where he needed to be, with the person that was meant just for him.

☰ Kunigami:

Kunigami was always one to push himself to his limits, loving to push his body to his maximal potential and seeing the results of such hard work made him proud. As much as he loved his workouts he also loved spending time with his lovely partner even if it meant spending the day inside without much action.

The early riser that he is, hit the gym before your body even thought about waking up, liking to sleep in at every chance possible and by the time Kunigami returned to your shared home you were still fast asleep. The only thing waking you from your sweet slumber was the smell of breakfast coming from the kitchen, your favorite even. Before you could think about getting it out of bed, your boyfriend already stood in the bedroom door with a small tray, breakfast, juice and coffee standing on it and just waiting for you to devour it.

While you got ready, he spent the time cleaning up after himself in the kitchen and squeezing a few push-ups in between before getting the couch ready for your latest obsession - binge watching a series none of you were really interested in. Most times the noise simply turned into background noise as you got distracted talking or simply doing other things. Those moments of relaxation meant the world to him, knowing that his body needs rest as well but the bouncing of his leg didn't go by unnoticed by you “Is something wrong?” you asked curious, your gaze shifting from the tv towards your partner. Kunigami growled shorty but shrugged “Guess my body wants to move” he pointed out amused and stopped his leg from bouncing on. You shook your head but understood him “today is your resting day, babe. If you're so desperate to move, how about we move it to the bedroom?” you suggested as a joke which made his cheeks burn up before he threw you over his shoulder “a small workout with you? always” he hummed and carried you to the bedroom.

Later at night when you were laying in his arms you kissed his defined shoulder “I love you, my hero” you whispered up to him, a smile forming on his lips “I love you too” he replied in a hushed voice, holding you a little tighter as his eyes fell shut and a sense of relief washed over him. No matter how many times he will push his limits, you will always be there to remind him to take it slow and enjoy the little moments in life and for that, he was more than grateful.

☰ Barou:

Barou was always selfish and arrogant, putting his own needs and desires in front of anyone else and didn't hesitate to show off his accomplishments or to belittle the ones ‘below him’. Only with you he allowed himself to be more vulnerable, letting you see a different side to “the king”, he let you see Shoei.

He just couldn't help himself but to get softer whenever you were around and he hated it at first, having to grow accustomed to his so called weak spot. However between the playful fights, banters and shared moments he grew to love the feeling of being vulnerable around you. When you two were alone he would hold you so gently against his chest as his big, calloused fingers rake through your hair and sweet nothings left his lips.

To thank you for letting him be unapologetically himself, he decided to pamper his love in ways he thought you would enjoy for once. He wasn't the man to plan a romantic day but he tried, bringing you a cup of coffee to the bed in order to wake you up - Breakfast following soon after. He might be a good cook but the pancakes still had small lumps of flour in them and got a little too dark, getting distracted by his own thoughts. “Am I going to end up dead? What's going on?” You teased him a little, making him roll his eyes at the remark. “Can't I be nice to you for once?” he asked annoyed as he rose up again and left you to eat alone, needing to calm down a bit while cleaning the mess he left behind in the kitchen.

The moment you were done, the cup and plate were ripped out of your hand and put into the dishwasher so you wouldn't need to do it yourself. “So, where's the bad news? The catch? What's going on, Shoei?” you asked again, more serious this time, worried that he wanted to lift your mood before shattering all your hopes and dreams but he sighed slightly dramatic “Nothing. Now stop being so annoying… Just trying to be a good partner for once” he grumbled and shoved you along to the bathroom where candles stood ready, waiting to get lit. While you undressed yourself, Barou let a bath in and lit the candles, letting the room drown in the gentle scent of vanilla along with the smell of flowers coming from your water.

A hum escaped your lips the moment the hot water soaked your skin, making your boyfriend grin in victory since you enjoyed it. Maybe he was doing this more for himself after all, wanting to hear what an amazing partner he is, stroking his way too big ego some more. Rough hands ran along your soft skin when he settled in behind you and pulling your back against his chest “Is this to your liking, you majesty?” He asked in a mocking tone and you squeezed his thigh in return “Yes my king, i truly have the best lover in the world. not a single wish remains” you teased right back despite the truth lining your words.

Despite the words building his ego up more than necessary, he only felt gratitude in that moment, thanking whoever is up there to have you at his side. You softened his sharp edges and he vowed to do whatever necessary to keep you happy.

𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝑰 𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔 𝑰 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒐𝒌𝒂𝒚 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝑰 𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒆

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[angelltheninth]

Victory Celebration with Blue Lock Men

Pairing: Kunigami Rensuke, Meguru Bachira, Hyoma Chigiri, Yoichi Isagi, Shoei Baro, Itoshi Sae x Fem!Reader

Tags: fluff, established relationship, clubbing, kissing, dancing, slight grinding, neck kisses, drinking, cuddles, public displays of affection, suggestive content

A/N: The anime just keeps getting better and better and I'm loving everyone so much.

Kunigami would take you out dancing. There's no way he'd stay in when he has the opportunity to celebrate with you. He likes his friends but you're his girlfriend, he'd much rather spend the night dancing, laughing and kissing you then anything else. No need for any big party or anything, just you and him spending a nice, energetic night out.

Bachira isn't very energetic when he's not on the field but that doesn't mean he won't do something nice for you. Most of the night is spent stargazing with you, with him occasionally leaning over to kiss you and tease you. He might also bring a little drink or two but he doesn't want to drink too much, he knows how... excited he can get when he has too much. There's no way he's getting arrested for public indecency. Yet.

Chigiri is very careful when partying due to his leg injury. If you want to dance with him he'd be more then happy to, but he's more fond of slow dancing. This is a little bit of a problem for him when you're in a very crowded place because he has a tendency to grind against you due to being pretty touch starved and it can make him very excited down below. He always gets embarrassed about it but he's not going to stop celebrating with you just because of that, just sit in his lap and kiss him until it goes away.

Isagi would take you to visit his family. He knows it's a little old fashioned, especially this is the first time he gets to take you out but he really wants you to meet his family. He wants to take you to all his favorite places in his home town and show you some of his secret spots. He gets teased a lot by his friends outside of Blue Lock and they're all wondering where he hid a beauty like you. Oh he has no plans to hide you at all, he kisses you right there as he slips his hand into yours firmly and lets everyone know that he is indeed very serious about you, as serious as he is about his games.

Baro takes the opportunity to take you to the best hotel in the city. He's already being treated like a king so it's only fit that he treats you like a queen. This of course includes getting the best room, the best room service and the best drinks the hotel has to offer. He's not being secretive about his desires for you either, he wants you on top of him, kissing him and grinding against him, his name being whispered from your lips and he wants to tell you he treasures you over and over through the night.

Sae is very reserved so he'd prefer it if you stayed in the apartment for the evening and just had a nice meal together. But he still wants the night to be as romantic as possible so he pulls out all the stops, he gets the candles, the dim lights, the flowers, he will even let you be extra cheesy and feed him cute little bites of food. At the end of the night he wants to do nothing more then cuddle with you and trade kisses, whispers and maybe even moans all night long.

[reelock]

HOUSE TIPS WITH BAROU

request prompt: would you be able to write fluff for barou, ik it’s a struggle lol.

author's note: this request wasn't really specific but I did the best I can to give you fluffy barou :)

馬狼照英 SHOEI BAROU

⤷Barou definitely wants to clean with his s/o early on a Sunday Morning, and I headcanon that he's a fan of anita baker because he would love to listen to her early in the morning to get his morning going.

⤷Barou also loves going shopping with his s/o like getting cleaning supplies and just bonding off the fact that you support his obsession with cleaning your house clean together. 

⤷He also loves pudding since it’s canon you would make him homemade pudding and that would probably be the only time he’ll allow you to baby him because he likes when you feed it to him.

⤷Barou likes to pick you up when he’s working out and even if you are chubby he will still pick you up and beg you to let him lift you and it doesn’t matter if you’re insecure, he doesn’t care he’s still going to pick you up.

⤷His little sisters love you and will always ask for you to come over or to come to play Roblox with them and they will literally beg you to come to play with them and never let you and Barou have time with each other.

⤷On Halloween, he will make you dress up as cat woman because he will dress like batman and he will literally beg you no matter how embarrassing it is because that was his dream to have a cat woman by his side.

have a request? they’re open :)

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[leosxrealm]

-ʙᴀʀᴏᴜ ꜱʜᴏᴇɪ ʙᴏʏꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴꜱ-

barou shoei who cooks for you because “i’d rather not die today from your cooking skills”

barou shoei who’s not used to being gentle with anyone but still tries his hardest because he doesn’t wanna hurt you :(

barou shoei who gets flustered when you call him a nickname but acts all annoyed and irritated

barou shoei who loves hearing you laugh and would not even notice that he has started smiling

barou shoei who complains how his teammates started teasing him because he read a text from you in front of them and got all red

barou shoei who always has an arm around you because “holding hands is for losers”

barou shoei who would let you play with his hair if you give him enough kisses

barou shoei who has no idea what to do on a date so he (reluctantly) asks his teammates. best believe he got teased a lot that day

barou shoei who always goes home first to you even when his teammates invite him out for drinks after practice

barou shoei who has to be forced by you to go to team parties and would NOT go to said party unless you go with him

barou shoei who always matches his ties to whatever you’re wearing

barou shoei who comes straight to where you’re standing in the stand after he scored the winning goal for his team and would kiss you in front of every eye watching

barou shoei who doesn’t know how to show his love for you but he’s still trying his best because you deserve it<;33

TELL ME THIS WOULDN’T BE HIM🥺 i love him🥺🥺

[shyhaya]

Hii! Can i plzzzplz request hcs/ or scenario of Barou,Rin, Kunigami and isagi liking the manager of their schools soccer team :DD???

Hi darling, here's your request! please forgive me for taking so long

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Oh Wait, Am I In Love? [Barou Shoei, Itoshi Rin, Kunigami Rensuke & Isagi Yoichi x GN! Reader / SFW]

❯── Barou ──❮

What an interesting situation.

I don't think he would notice his own feelings towards you until he's in too deep.

His teammates certainly noticed before him but they were all scared of telling him anything.

Nevertheless, maybe he heard them talking about his 'soft' if we can call it that attitude towards you.

He did treat you like a peasant, like everyone else, but he actually listened to you when you talked.

Plus, you got to be around him and even tease him sometimes and not even once he reacted brashly towards you!

Everyone in the team is shocked.

When he finally realizes this fact, his entire view of you changed slightly.

Now he understood why he tolerated your presence and even liked to hang out with you.

He was a bit clueless on how to approach you on this topic, but he's driven by the thought of possibly having even more of your attention.

Congratulations! You've been promoted from useful peasant to the King's consort! :3

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❯── Rin ──❮

This one's tough.

Rin can be dense sometimes, but he was the first one to realize he fancied you.

It wasn't even obvious to anybody else, but he noticed the slight changes. How he found you attractive and not a lukewarm like the others.

He liked your advice and actually followed it, and your presence always helped him concentrate or not during practice and even real games.

But what is Rin Itoshi if not a stubborn brat?

He wouldn't tell you about his feelings right away.

If someone notices his almost kind attitude towards you he would deny it or just say it isn't anyone's business.

Soon though, he gets jealous of the rest of team because they're all nice and close to you.

This would be enough for the dam he built to contain his feelings to break.

He had a feeling you liked him too, so there's no way he's letting you go.

Good luck.

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❯── Kunigami ──❮

Oh, Rensuke baby, love, honey- I'll stop now.

He's clueless at first.

You're really nice to everyone, so he naturally gets along with you.

He doesn't find different how he's soon hanging out with you often he's like a big puppy!

During practice he's focused and still can't help but to glance at your direction, finding you adorable as you watch the practice match and how your eyes sparkle as they meet his.

Every time someone from the team mentions you, he immediately perks up.

His teammates realize this and they are the ones who make him realize.. he did like you, but in a whole different way than the rest of them did.

After that he gets a bit flustered every time you're close or when you get worried if he gets hurt during a game or practice.

He's an honest guy though, so he would tell you. No beating around the bush.

He's hopeful that you'll accept him, and can't wait to have you his own I accept my love, I'll even marry you if you want-

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❯── Isagi ──❮

Man, he realized his feelings for you fast.

He was kinda clueless at first, but after analyzing your interactions and how he couldn't help but to admire you, he accepted he was smitten.

He's the one who's all flustered when you're being your usual kind self and asking him if he's alright.

Stutters a bit more and is distracted by how pretty you are.

It's adorable how he tries to act normal but he's also trying to compliment you and maybe give you some clues about how he feels.

All of his teammates notice this and soon they're all teasing him every time they see him looking at you during practice.

He wants to test the waters first, figure out if you like him before he confesses.

If he notices even a slight chance of you liking him back, then he will take the chance. It's what s striker does anyway.

He's so sweet when he actually tells you.

Please say yes, this guy spent all night thinking of all the possible scenarios of how his confesión would go.

[knavves]

HIT MY BRAIN, DGAF ft various bllk men — which of the bllk boys r absolutely mf hung ?

wc: 0.8k ノ cw + tw : nsfw (18+). fem reader. blow jobs. size kink(?). dacryphilia. masturbation. use of pet names. mirror sex. belly/throat bulges. dirty talk. praise. riding. mentions of blood.

shidou is definitely huge and he knows it too. "too big for you, pretty? i know you can take more than that." he's already bulging in your throat even though he's not even fully sheathed inside your mouth, so heavy on your tongue. the stretch of your jaw fucking burns but his groans are so hot that the slight pain doesn't bother you so much. one of your hands wrap around the base of his cock, stroking whatever you couldn't reach with your mouth. the other one is knuckles deep inside your own pussy, wishing he was buried deep somewhere else. "there you go. fuck so good, such a good girl for me." the slurping and gagging noises that ricochet off the walls are downright filthy but he loves it, just as much as he loves your runny and smudged mascara. he places his large hand on the back of your head, shoving you down further on his length as he shoots his load down your throat. hearing you choke and seeing you struggle to swallow the mouthful of his cum has him hard all over again.

you're gonna have to hear me out on karasu, he is absolutely hung i know it. he loves to have you pressed up against the dresser, the wooden furniture rocking and thudding into the floor with each strong thrust of his hips. he places you in front of the mirror too, a firm grip on your jaw to make you ogle at yourself in the reflection. your eyes lock on the way your tits bounce in suite of the loud slapping noises. the drool that escapes from the corners of your opened mouth that spills uncontrollable moans is downright embarrassing but you can't reach up to wipe it, not when you need to stabilize yourself as he brutally pounds into you. but your eyes are especially drawn to where he's bulging in your abdomen. "cryin already?" he coos into your ear, his warm breath fanning your ear. he was right, you noted as you peered back at yourself in the mirror to see fat tears spilling over. you drop your head to look away from your fucked out self making him click his tongue in annoyance, "nuh uh, baby. keep yer eyes on yourself. look so beautiful."

aiku thinks you look so cute right now, cunt fluttering and squeezing him so nicely as he sinks his cock into you. you're trembling where he has you caged beneath him, shaking your head and murmuring variations of "s too big!" and "not gonna fit, oli..". but he only shushes you, kissing your forehead and whispering sweet nothings to soothe you. "you can take it, baby. that's it.. see i knew you could." he stretches you out so so good, its no wonder several women flocked to him before he met you. but now you had him in the palm of your hand, you were the one who he came home to everyday, bending you over and drilling his fat cock into you whenever you ask. like now where he has you bent in half, legs dangling over his broad shoulders as he fucks you dumb. he has you seeing stars, pulling his cock out until just the tip is in before slamming all of his girth back into your weeping pussy.

it takes all of barou's self control to not flip you over and pound into you until you can't utter anything but his name. but regardless of his desires, he uncharacteristically takes it slow with you and lets you take your time lowering yourself onto him. it feels like he's splitting you in half, your bottom lip is tucked in between your teeth, threatening to draw blood. "you can do it. i got you, sweetheart." his voice is still gruff but his words are so unusually sweet. when you finally bottom out, he almost lets out a guttural moan at the imprint of his dick in your stomach. "feel that, baby?" he smirks when you gasp as he cruelly presses down on the bulge in your stomach. he's so deep. it takes you a few moments to adjust to the sheer size of him, no matter how many times you've fucked you always struggle to take him. "atta girl." he grunts as you start bouncing in his lap, hands sliding up to your waist to dig his rough hands into your flesh. the time it took to prep you was all worth it to feel you squeeze his cock so nicely with each raise of your hips and to hear the cute whimpers that left your lips. your voices tangled with one another as he muttered between moans how tight you were. you'd squeal and curl your toes every time he'd thrust up into you, his cock slamming against your sweet spot. "cum all over my cock, baby. make a mess for me."

© knavves : reposting, plagiarizing, modifying, and translating is NOT allowed.

[houserautha]

These Destined Ends

Part 9

Summary: Jessica fulfilled the wishes of the Bene Gesserits to produce a daughter. You’re now burdened with the task of not only marrying the na-Baron, but also bearing his child — the Kwisatz Haderach. Will you take your fate into your own hands? Or will it always belong to those who control you?

Pairings: Feyd-Rautha x F!Reader

Word Count: 3.9k

Warnings: kind of (?) sub!Feyd, oral sex f receiving (there’s an imbalance in oral sex but I promise reader shows him some love too), p in v, “no hands”

A/N 1.0: Two updates in one week?? I probably should edit this more but I’m just excited to release it hehe

Feyd drags his tongue down your navel, dipping into the divot of your belly button to lick out the poison. You’ve taken to creative methods of your daily dosages, the current which gives you shudders of delight. His tongue is warm and wet, his grin roguish, and his dark eyes sinfully gorgeous; there are certain instances when you can hardly stand to look at him, this being one of them. You honestly don’t know what he will see reflected in your own eyes.

His tongue darts out to capture any residual poison from his lips. “Are you alright?”

“Yes. Fine.” You sit up, pulling your shirt back down. Disappointment is evident on Feyd’s face. “Shouldn’t we be going?”

He pulls you to the edge of the table and nudges open your legs so that he might position himself between them. “They’ll wait.”

“We don’t want to anger them.”

Feyd’s tongue rolls in his cheek. “Don’t we?”

“No.” You hop off the table. “Come on.”

“You haven’t taken your dose yet.”

You fix him with an exasperated look. Feyd pours the measurements into the glass, then into his mouth. His expression is comically triumphant. You roll your eyes as you close the space between you, then press your mouth firmly to his.

His kiss is as dangerous as the poison itself, spilling out from his lips and down his chin, down your chin, coating the inside of your mouth as his tongue pushes into it. You greedily kiss him back, poison forgotten. It’s him that you need the daily dose of, a perilous addiction that would render you sickly without. And he pulls you in like he knows this, that it’s only the poison from his lips that you seek.

You withdraw, breathless and wiping at your chin. “Satisfied?”

“For now.”

Rabban is departing today for a political mission, one that neither you nor Feyd are privy to — to his chagrin. You were both requested by the Baron to attend his send off. As you stride beside Feyd to the thopter hangar, the sight of the Baron seizes you with burning hatred.

He floats next to Rabban, muttering something to him that you can’t hear. Both cease their talking when you arrive. Frankly, you don’t know if you want to tear out their throats or leave them to Feyd’s concubines.

Rabban wordlessly boards the thopter. It will take him to a more secure location to be delivered to a heighliner, from your understanding. As you observe the scene with thinly veiled disgust, you notice a commotion to one side — it’s the same Sardaukar soldier from before, along with a handful of others. Today they’re adorn in the typical Harkonnen armor, distinguishable only by the fuzz of closely shaved hair on their heads.

You grab Feyd’s arm, lean into him. “Who are they?”

“Sardaukar. Though I suspect you already knew that,” he says without tearing his gaze from them. “I don’t know what business they have with my rotten brother.”

“I don’t like it.”

“Neither do I.”

He breaks away from you and storms to the Baron. They share a short, heated exchange, one that has your stomach clenching. How he stood to even be near his uncle bewildered you, though you supposed in some sense that he was unable to completely divorce himself from the man. Feyd was his heir, after all. A fact that the Baron wields over him. Your hands form into fists.

“He said that the Emperor’s soldiers are assisting them in the mission. Something about a shared goal.”

You frown. Both of you stand silently as the soldiers climb into the thopter after Rabban, stirring dust as its wings snap out and then ascend into the rings of smog circling the hangar. The Baron glides toward you both.

“Your brother is a fine soldier,” he rasps, “I know I can rely on him to secure our objective.”

Feyd’s upper lip curls into a snarl. “He has plenty of time to considering he doesn’t have any other obligations.”

“There’s a reason I made you the na-Baron,” the Baron replies coolly. “Your brother has a different fate.”

This response unnerves you. You stare after his bulbous retreating form, then flick your gaze to your husband — Feyd’s entire body is rigid with fury. You wonder briefly if he had spoken to Rabban, and what he said if he did. The more days that have passed since your wedding, the less time you had to spend together.

You were coming up on one month now.

“We dont need to stay here any longer,” you tell him.

Feyd wrenches his arm from your grasp. He snaps, “I have something I need to tend to.”

And then somehow you were left alone in the hanger, a mixture of emotions forming within you. You wanted to chase after Feyd but your better senses warned you not to — he could be volatile like this, and you weren’t really in the mood for a verbal lashing.

Instead you wander the fortress grounds. It’s taken some time, but you’re finally used to the black sun. And the guards no longer believe that you’re an Atreides spy or, at least, any threat. You want to comment on this but it’s a nice freedom, and you nod to them as you pass by. Your aimless stroll is interrupted by a loud yelling, however, drawing you to the massive gates that barricade the fortress from the rest of Giedi Prime.

Before today, you’d never even seen them open.

There’s a crowd of citizens gathered outside, obviously agitated. Guards stall them from entering with their spears, though, to the credit of the citizens, they’re doing a fairly decent job of holding their own. You spot Asha amongst the number of servants aiding in the crowd control.

“What’s going on?” You ask.

“They’re here for their monthly audience with the na-Baron,” Asha explains, “but he’s refusing to meet with them. They aren’t happy.”

She grimaces as an angry shout pierces the air.

“Why is he refusing them?”

Asha casts you a sideways glance. “He’s the na-Baron, he doesn’t need a reason.”

You survey the crowd.

“Tell them that their na-Baroness will receive them.”

“What? Are you sure?” Asha stares at you as if you asked her to behead them all.

“Give me a few minutes, first.” You flash her a smile and then turn back towards where you came from, the clamor of the crowd subsiding.

In your chest, your heart pounds furiously. You didn’t even know Feyd took audience with the citizens, much less what to do with their requests. But you could handle it, you were sure. It was about time that you contributed to the baronship.

Quickly you change into a formal dress and then make your way to the throne room. Your footsteps ring out through the space as you climb the dais steps and take your place on your husband’s throne. It’s to the right of the Baron’s, not quite as grand, and you have half the mind to sit on it before the doors open and the citizens of Giedi Prime spill inside.

The first citizen is a woman, dressed in a worn white dress. Her eyes are sunken. “na-Baroness, we are grateful for you to receive us today.” The woman nervously licks her lips. “I wouldn’t know what to do without my stipend. None of us would.”

Those that can hear her nod their assent.

You do your best not to let your surprise show on your face. You wave a hand. “Of course.”

Most of the citizens are all there for similar reasons: their monthly allowance bestowed upon them by the na-Baron. You learned that families that served in the Harkonnen military received a slightly higher amount, including those retired from it. You were loathed to be impressed by Feyd but you couldn’t help but admire his rule — he was many things, but an excellent na-Baron happened to be one of them. He supported his people in ways that others would not have bothered to.

Of course, not everyone comes to you for money.

You settle a dispute between two neighbors arguing over property lines, and a factory employee declaring unfit working conditions. It rather surprisingly becomes very easy for you to delegate the matters of these people — you found you cared about their problems, making them your own. The crowd had dwindled down quite a bit when you’re faced with two men who can hardly look at each other.

“na-Baroness,” the taller one says. He introduces himself as Anagon.

The other man remains silent.

“We are here today for your gracious judgment,” Anagon continues, unbidden. “You see, this man has forsaken me and my family.”

You examine both men. Anagon is dressed in the style typical of nobles, the other in a simple tunic and pants. He refuses to meet your eyes.

“I see,” you say. “How so?”

“He stole my family’s ceremonial dagger. Straight from my manor!”

The other man finally says, “I didn’t!”

“He deserves the swiftest punishment for his crimes against me,” Anagon continues as if the other man never spoke, “the lower citizens of Giedi Prime must learn their place.”

Anagon’s face falls as you ask the other man, “And what do you say?”

“I-I did find the dagger but —” he raises his voice to be heard over the noble’s protests, “I found it while demolishing the old factory. It-It was buried under the building, lost and forgotten. I fully intended to return it to its owner.”

Anagon hisses, "You did not!"

"You can not know his intentions," you remind him pointedly, then, to the other man, "is this dagger here today? Let me see it."

"My-My name is Res," the man says as he approaches. He offers to you a ceremonial dagger, one that you notice is badly bent out of shape and tarnished. It certainly looks like it’s been buried under a factory.

“Did you know where the dagger was? Answer me truthfully, for I will know if you have lied.”

Anagon shifts his weight. “No, na-Baroness. But it is my family’s ceremonial dagger. It-It was misplaced in the civil war two generations ago.”

You gaze between Anagon and Res. Taking the dagger from the latter, you hand it blade-first to Anagon. “This relic belongs to you. But you must compensate Res for his troubles — you accused him wrongfully. It is not your right to put whoever you see fit into place.”

“Fine. And how do you recommend that I compensate him?” Anagon asks, clearly displeased with your decision.

“You will give him a job under your employ.”

You had sat in on quite a few political meetings with Feyd, and knew the factory that Res spoke of. It had to be demolished and thus left many workers displaced. Anagon, a man you knew only by name until today, was the wealthy head of a series of factories that produced weapons.

Anagon’s jaw flexes. “na-Baroness, there must be another way —”

“You will employ him or I will take that ceremonial dagger and cut your throat with it.”

“She’ll make quick work of it, though,” a familiar rasping voice says. You shift to discover Feyd in the doorway of one of the throne room entrances, the one used for servants. Anagon and Res both stare wide-eyed at him. “You heard her.”

Anagon and Res exchange a glance before the noble mutters something akin to an apology, and promise of employment. Anagon lingers, seemingly for Feyd’s disapproval or your ire, but when neither of you speak, he turns and storms away. Res blinks up at you gratefully.

“Thank you, na-Baroness. You are exceedingly generous and fair.”

You dip your chin. Res takes that as his invitation to leave, smiling softly as he does so.

“That’s it for today,” Feyd announces. “I will receive the rest of you tomorrow.”

The remaining crowd grumbles but filters out of the throne room, leaving you alone with Feyd. He stops on the stairs at the bottom of the dais and gazes up at you. “You belong on a throne.”

Your brows furrow, and you ignore him. “You did not have to intervene, I was managing it quite well.”

“Clearly.”

“Then why did you dismiss them?”

Feyd examines your face. “If a noble claims that a lower-class citizen stole from their house, the citizen would receive death. No questions asked.”

“What?” Outrage shoots through you. “That’s ridiculous. You saw what happened —”

“I’m not disagreeing with you, wife. I am merely stating the truth of the law.”

You bristle. “Do you suggest I call them back here and slaughter the poor man for something that he did not do?”

“While that would be entertaining,” Feyd retorts, “it would demean your decision. The only real danger of it is that the citizens of Giedi Prime will be disappointed if I receive them now.”

“Maybe for good reason,” you sniff. “Why did you desert them today? It is clear to me that these people rely on you.”

A shadow of anger passes over Feyd’s expression. “I was not equipped to handle their problems, which look minor in the face of my own. My emotions would’ve clouded my better judgment.”

“That’s no reason to leave them,” you counter.

“And what do you know of ruling?” Feyd snarls. He advances on you, still towering above you despite your position on the throne. “You played the part of doting daughter to the Duke for all these years. This is your first taste of it. Do not tell me how to rule over my people.”

“Our people,” you dryly correct, “as you married me and thus gave me equal power over them.”

He sneers. “Perhaps a mistake if you think you know more about ruling than me.”

You curb the flare of your irritation, barely, by lifting your chin and looking your husband squarely in the eyes. He is a storm, crackling with dangerous energy, ready to unleash upon you.

And you tell him, “I know plenty of ruling. Get down on your knees, Feyd-Rautha, so I may prove it to you.”

Recognition flickers in his eyes. As much as the beast in him calls to you, the opposite is just as true. You love him like this — wild and beyond your control, fraying at the seams of his sanity. You want to pull on the threads until he unravels completely.

You lean forward slightly. “I said kneel.”

Never breaking eye contact, Feyd sinks to his knees before you.

A heady surge of power crashes over you then, threatens to encompass you, the brightness of the sun after an eclipse. And you are drunk on it, gulping greedily from the golden chalice that it embodies.

“You pretend that I am nothing but a duke’s daughter,” you hiss, “when I am your wife, the wife of the na-Baron. You say I know nothing of rule and yet here you are, submitting to me. How does that speak to your assumptions?”

Feyd says nothing. His gaze burns you.

You continue, unbidden, “I should punish you for your impudence. Tell me, na-Baron, what does your law say of this?”

“It says whatever you would like,” he rasps.

You can see his cock straining against his pants, feel the heat of his desire. And yet he gazes upon you with utter devotion, ready to follow out your orders without hesitation.

“I would like to put that mouth of yours to better use than making false claims.”

Feyd wavers.

“No hands,” you instruct.

You do him the favor of hiking the skirt of your dress up around your hips, then spread your legs. His tongue darts out to wet his lips as he marvels you. With the slightest indication of your chin, he all but crawls closer to you, breath fanning the sensitive skin of your thighs. He moves as if to brace his hands on either side of you and you press the toe of your heel to his cock.

“No hands,” you repeat, alleviating the pressure on him only once he’s locked his hands behind his back. A frustrated groan rumbles through his chest, eyes flashing. You say, “Continue.”

Your back bows as his cheeks nuzzle up against your thighs, his mouth ghosting over your cunt with perverse refrain. Unwittingly, you snap your hips to meet him — you didn’t tell him to tease you, you wanted him to fuck you with his mouth, with his stupidly plush lips. Feyd’s breathy laugh warms your exposed entrance, a stark contrast to the cool air of the room, of the throne itself.

Finally he presses his mouth to your entrance and licks a stripe of your center. You shiver in delight. He drags his tongue through your slick folds, slow and savory, deliberately avoiding your clit. Feyd has no hair for you to anchor yourself so instead you grab the base of his neck and push him closer; there’s no doubt in your mind that he’s strong enough to resist you, but he assents to your touch. Feyd’s tongue spears you, stroking your inner walls before withdrawing and paying attention to your aching bud. His mouth closes over your clit and sucks.

The action sends a jolt of pleasure straight to your core. You hold him to you, giving him no other option but to worship you, his licking and sucking becoming almost lewd, fervent, coating his chin with your wetness as he laps at you.

You pull on the back of his armor. Feyd releases his mouth from your cunt, shoulders heaving from his effort. You behold him like this — yielding to you, slick with your moisture, on his knees — and you feel a pulse of want. It drives you to kiss him, to push your tongue into his mouth and taste yourself. Feyd kisses you back just as passionately, mouth working to devour you, devour every logical thought you might conjure.

“Now,” you say, breathless, “I want you to fuck me right here on your throne, so the next time you doubt my competence you remember this moment.”

Feyd nods eagerly. “Yes.”

“Yes?”

“Yes, na-Baroness,” he amends, rasping.

You smirk at him, pat his cheek. Feyd remains kneeling as you step from the throne. His body quivers with the slightest hint of his lust, visible to your eye as you circle him from behind. Drinking in his broad shoulders, his tapered waist, the shape of his ass, you swallow, exhilarated by your power and the man before you.

“Sit down. On the throne.”

Feyd obeys. He moves his hands from behind his back to the armrests. There’s a tension in the line of his jaw that tells you it’s taking every ounce of his strength not to touch you.

You set to removing his armor. “Lift,” you instruct and he does as you ask so that you can slide his pants down. His cock springs forth, slapping up against his toned stomach. You trail the backs of your nails up his length, under the curve of his head, and Feyd nearly whimpers at the contact.

You straddle him, and his entire body coils. There’s a tremendous release of endorphins when you finally sink down on his cock, clenching your walls and taking him all in. Feyd groans. You wiggle your hips appreciatively and let yourself adjust. He bucks into you then slightly, which you respond to with an agonizingly slow withdraw, lifting up on your knees so that he’s once more exposed to the cool air. His cock twitches.

“Fuck,” he all but seethes.

You slam back down on him and he howls out. Joining him with a cry of pleasure, his cock piercing you almost painfully, you set a violent, unsteady pace, instincts guiding you to seek out your own orgasm. It washes over you too quickly, stills you as it takes a hold over your senses.

“Please,” Feyd mutters. He grinds against your cunt, eager to keep up the friction.

You hum “Please what?”

“Please let me touch you,” he begs, “please, na-Baroness.”

You pump his cock slowly, lazily, and he grits his teeth in agony. Feyd trembles. “Fine,” you say, his hands on you before you can even finish the word. His touch is electric.

Feyd grabs hold of you, curls his fingers into the dip at your lower spine, and thrusts with you, over and over. He’s the one sitting on the throne but you are the one in charge — holding power over him by the snap of your hips, the way your cunt coaxes out his orgasm, your lips on his neck. And he is all too willing to be the slave to your pleasure, aiding you to orgasm twice more before finally coming inside you.

His thick cum fills you. You moan into the juncture of his shoulder as he wrings his own pleasure from you, shuddering, breath warming the side of your face.

“I-I won’t make that mistake again,” he rasps.

You can’t help but laugh. “Mm, pity. I quite enjoyed it.”

“I didn’t say I didn’t enjoy it,” Feyd says. His expression turns into one of introspection. “I’ve never…given…myself to someone like that before. Not on purpose.”

Your heart twinges. “I wouldn’t have —”

“No. No apologies. I did it willingly. It was a show of…trust.”

The pain you feel at his behalf melts away to something even more confusing and impossible to name. You don’t say anything as you both adjust yourselves; you, slightly uncomfortable as his cum slides down your thighs, him, looking neither abashed at his admittance nor pleased. Just…content. A look you’ve never noticed before gracing his handsome features.

Unspoken between you, the two of you return to your quarters. Fatigue seizes you. But there’s a tiny bird trapped in your chest that beats its wings against your rib cage — hope. A foolish, tragic brush of promise that you wish to silence.

From your place on the bed, where you collapsed upon arrival, you covertly watch Feyd. He cleaned you, gave you a new dress to wear, and now is ensuring that he’s fit for the view of others. You trace the shape of his body, so achingly familiar to you, hidden mostly under his armor. He catches you staring and lifts a brow, dark eyes glinting.

“Yes, wife?” He turns. “Or should I say, na-Baroness?”

You grin at him.

Sitting on the tip of your tongue, a confession lies, your judgement loosened by this moment of peace between you. You want to tell him about the beating of your heart, the way that he’s properly — unavoidably — invaded your mind, but the opportunity passes as soon as you have the chance to grasp it.

There’s a commotion outside of your quarters.

Feyd beats you to the door, shields you with his body as you both survey the servants pacing back and forth. They seem to be mumbling between each other hastily, worriedly, obviously uncertain about what to do with themselves. You can’t miss their pitying glances.

“What’s going on?” You ask.

Feyd’s expression is grave. “I don’t know.” He grabs the arm of one of the passing servants. “Tell me what’s happening.”

“na-Baron!” The servant’s eyes widen. “I-I don’t know, we haven’t been told —”

Suddenly you hear your name being called over the clamor. Asha elbows her way through the servants, face stricken, and grabs you by circling her arms around your neck. “Y/N, I’m so sorry —”

“What? What are you sorry for?”

She holds you at arms length. There are tears in her eyes. “The House of Atreides has fallen.”

A/N 2.0: I’m sorry Leto, you don’t survive in this universe either😭😭😭 Also, part 2 of Feyd and reader solving their disputes with fucking.

For the life of me I can’t remember who but I dedicate this chapter to whoever reblogged Part 7 and added something like “I wish Feyd would fuck away my disbelief and insecurities”. Because same.

Part Ten

Taglist:

@moonsoulk @heartarianagran @torchbearerkyle @unicoreads @taleah @mamawiggers1980 @jovialeggsbailiffsoul @harkonnin @avidreader73 @unicorntrooper @beebeechaos @kamcrazy123 @wo-ming-bai @kpopnstarwars @m-indkiller @dacreshoney @stopeatread

[kingkunigami]

The thing I love about this blog the most is I’m just writing all my pathetic little self-indulgent thoughts down on paper with absolutely no shame.

Barou makes you clean his cock after he fucks you.

Pairing: Shouhei Barou x f!reader.

Warnings: 18+, not proof-read (as always), semi-public sex, messy blow jobs, hand jobs, mention of licking his taint, mention of Oliver being a perv, cum swallowing, throatpie.

Word Count: 1.3k.

Barou’s strong hands wrap around your throat as his fingers frame your jaw, the calloused pad of his thumb brushes along your bruise kissed lips as he ventures inside. Your lips part obediently as he presses down on the pad of your tongue, his still-hard cock twitches at the way you immediately lap at him. The glassy eyes staring up at him are almost enough to send him toppling over the edge, the delicious whine that vibrates from the back of your throat almost the nail in his coffin as your spit begins to dribble down your chin.

You can hear the rambunctious shouts coming from the other side of the door, the locker room full of his team mates as they contemplate their next moves during half time. Aiku had managed to score the first goal of the match, which meant his team were currently in the lead. “Don’t you want to be with the man of the match instead, babe?” Aiku had winked at you as you followed Barou into the shower room, ignoring Barou’s growl for him to “Shut the fuck up, Aiku.”

The entire exchange was something that would have embarrassed you the first time you’d done it, but now his team were used to you slipping inside to help calm the striker down whenever he’d missed a goal.

There was rarely any time for prep in these moments. Barou’s cock hard and thick as your walls stretched to accommodate his girth, starting a ferocious pace as the sound of skin against skin echoed in the tiled room. But you were more than happy for Barou to take all his frustrations out on you, secretly happy that Aiku had managed to steal the ball to score the first goal of the match. Something you knew would make this situation far more satisfying as your boyfriend worked you towards your climax.

You whined when Barou pulled his cock from your pulsing cunt, white spots blanking your vision from the intense climax that had just rolled through you with little effort.

“You’re such a mess, sweetheart.” He rasps, glancing between your bodies at the glossy sheen coating his cock. Creamy white rings circle the base and matt his trimmed pubic hair, dripping down to his heavy balls, “Barely even touched you this time.”

“It’s not my fault,” You slur around his thumb, a whiny lilt to your tone as you feel the heat rise to your cheeks when you notice just how much of a mess you made.

Barou pulls his thumb from your mouth, dragging your bottom lip downwards as it flicks back into place.

“You want me to go out there like this, huh?” He growls, motioning to the locker room that’s meters away as he tilts your jaw, “Let them all smell your needy little cunt all over me?”

“I—” Your mind was hazy at the thought of them smelling you on him, kicking a ball out on the field still completely covered in you.

“I bet Aiku would clean me up,” Barou sneered, “Asshole wouldn’t give a shit as long as he was getting a taste of you.”

Your walls clenched around nothing at his words, the orgasm he’d just awarded you now shrouded by the desire for more. Your puffy clit crying out to be touched as you were certain your slick was drooling down your thighs at this point. You were the only thing Barou delighted in making a mess of, and he did it so well.

“Or maybe I should show them how much of a mess you are for your King, hm?” He moved your head towards his crotch, the slick tip of his cock oozing fresh pre as he smeared it against your glossy lips. Leaving a trail of your mixed slick against your cheek as he continued to hold you tight, “Show them all what a filthy girl I have.”

A groan roused from deep in your chest at the words, squeezing your thighs together in a pitiful attempt to alleviate the desire burning between them. You know he doesn’t have enough time to fuck you again, not with the second half starting in a few minutes. There was barely even enough time for this, his team had already banged against the door to get him back to the field.

“Come on, pretty girl.” He grunts, “Clean my cock.”

The first sound that you pull from his lips is deep, animalistic when your tongue wraps around the engorged tip. Plump lips curl into a pout as you suck gently against the soft skin, travelling further to trace the forking veins that decorate his thick cock.

“Good girl,” He groans, fingertips dig into the back of your head as he follows your motions. Pulling you closer as you take more of his cock inside your warm, wet mouth, “You’re so pretty like this, so perfect.”

You try to take as much of his length as you can inside you, feeling his pink tip hit the back of your throat as you begin to gag around him. Spit pools in your mouth as it escapes to dribble down his length to join the mess you made at his pelvis, blinking back tears as you pull away for air.

“I think you’re making a bigger mess than before, princess.” He goads, wrapping a hand around his length to tap the leaky tip against your lips.

You move your head to the side, gliding your tongue against the length of his cock as you meet the base. Lapping at the mixture of your slick and spit as you clean him up. Barou’s hand continues stroking his cock as he watches you, lifting his length to offer you his balls which you eagerly accept. Tonguing the soft sac as you suckle one inside your mouth, marvelling in the feral grunt that sounds as his nostrils flare.

There was something domineering and imperious about him like this, adrenaline still coursing through his veins from the first half of the match as sweat dripped from his body. Wispy hairs stuck to his temples as he glowered down at you, a man that barely had to say anything to show he was in complete control.

The taste of your essence is tart on your tongue as you travel lower, following the salty line of sweat against his taint as he pulls your head back with one strong palm at the back of your head.

“Not now, princess.” He groans, returning your lips to the tip of his cock as he continues stroking himself, the top of his fist bumping your mouth with each upward stroke as he searches for his release, “You’re gonna be the death of me.”

You can feel him twitch against your tongue, his thighs tense up as his pelvis seizes. Emptying his balls as he shoots warm ropes of cum inside your eager mouth, claiming his mess as your own. Barou sucks a breath between clenched teeth as he watches you swallow his spend, pumping rope after rope inside you as his hand slows to help ride out his high.

“Good girl.” He helps you from your knees, standing on shaky legs as he fixes your panties. Uncaring that the fabric was now ruined from your slick and his pre, the wetness seeping into them as he pulled your skirt back into place. Smoothing it down with large palms before pressing a sultry kiss against your glossy lips, “Don’t worry, princess. I love you filthy.”

[gojoforever69]

I’ll just leave this here- 👩‍🦯

•NOT MY ART•

[reotheworld]

bllk characters with an idol!femreader, this has been in buried in the back of my mind lately

everyone is falling for her

❝ shivering, trembling, i want to follow her ❞

➜ bllk boys dating a jpop idol | ft. baro, chigiri, rin, niko

➜ fem!reader

sugar level: 0% & 70%

The moment you two are dating, BARO doesn't even bother and try to hide it. He doesn't care what the public thinks, so why should he hide his love for you? He doesn't care if your dislike him for you, he really doesn't care because as long as he is with you that's all it matters.

The people are just left wondering how you, so soft and cute and pretty on stage be dating someone like Baro who is rough and merciless on the field.

Watchful and hidden cameras always follow yours and his movements, photos of you two entering and leaving restaurants, holding hands and getting into a car inside the parking lot frequent every social media platform.

He knows that your schedules don't often match with each others, but if you come to one of his games while wearing one of his jerseys, he'd be over the moon.

Visual couple. That's what your fans dub you and CHIGIRI the moment the dating news rolled out. How can you two be so pretty? Like wow.

Every time your name is mentioned on interviews, he can't contain the smile that wants to break out of his lips. Your name alone has that effect on him.

If you're in a girl group, he has a good relationship with your other members, even maintaining it. On days he'd drop by to your dorm, he doesn't forget to give them snacks nor forget to greet your manager too.

If you're a soloist, he politely greets the people who work for you - hair and make up artist, road manager, personal assistant and the likes.

Even though it's game season, he doesn't forget to promote your song; putting it on his ig story or taking a screenshot of him streaming it or the music video!

The world was never the same when RIN's manager and your company confirmed the dating news.

It happened so suddenly, it wasn't Rin's intention to hide his love for you in the dark nor a secret, but the amount of hate you were receiving from his so called fans were getting out of hand. And in order to get it under control, he had his manager cooperate with your company to do a legal action against those people who maliciously spread rumors about you online.

He's distant and emotionless when it comes to photoshoots but if he's with you, he'll grace the cameras with some emotion from him.

"I didn't know you could smile, Rin!"

"Shut it."

Doesn't even care if there are thousands of cameras around you two, if he wants to get comfort from you, then he's getting his comfort from you.

NIKO often takes candid pictures of you with his phone. And what does he do with them? He creates new memes! Claims he's helping your fans by creating new memes for them to use.

When it's off season, you can bet that Niko is everywhere with you, being your biggest support system.

Performing your comeback song in a music show? He's in your dressing room with a lightstick in hand. Your song won in a music program? He has the biggest smile on his face as he cheers for you. Doing a v live (rip)? He's behind you, cutely waving at the camera.

Often comes into the practice room with food and drinks. He knows how much effort you put into the choreography and giving life to your performance. If you plan to stay up until the wee hours to practice, then he'll stay with you.

[shiyosugi]

"Shoei..." you have been moaning and whining his name out for a quite long time now. First time with him? It was his first time too and he was going to make sure you feel so good, a small reward from the king for putting up with him and being patient. He loved you for that. You were so patient with him and so innocent in his eyes, something about that made him want to ruin you, his little girlfriend. When he finally got to destroy you like he wanted, that was enough to show how the king had lost his mind to his queen. His muscular and big body against your small and soft body, his veiny hands holding your soft and delicate hands, your pussy trying its best to take his big and thick cock, the view of you underneath him was enough to drive him crazy. Didn't you know the effects you have on him? "Fuck... love, keep your eyes open, look at me." he whispered to you, his deep voice sounded somewhat sweet but the dominance was all you clearly heard. "I can't... Too big..." your words came out as a whisper but heard you, very clear. He didn't stop thrusting himself into you, as if he was addicted to how good you made him feel. He might be harsh with the way he speaks but with you, all of that didn't matter, he knew you understood the way he spoke and his perfectionist side, you were able to keep up with his demands. How can he not love you? Especially now that he knew how good you feel, you were only able to think about him and him only at the moment. He had left so many marks on your neck, shoulder, collarbone, even your breasts, this man had no self-control when it comes to you. "Gonna cum again? Do it, aah fuck... do it, for me, love..." it was a long first time night for you and him, and he enjoyed every moment of it. The king won't just give something to anyone, you earned your place with him and he was going to make sure you enjoy it.

[angelltheninth]

Possessive Baro Shoei Headcanons

Pairing: Baro Shoei x Fem!Reader

Tags: fluff, established relationship, clothes sharing, suggestive content, hickyes, making out, possessive behavior, slight power play

A/N: I really love the aggressive, feral aura this guy gas.

The idea of Baro being possessive did not surprise you in the slightest

He's very proud and cherishes the things he has

With you being one of those things of course he's gonna take extra good care of you

Insists that you wear his spare jersey when you go to his games

The same thing goes if you visit him in the Blue Lock facility

Loves it when you're wrapped around him all nice and tight, in every way possible

Always leaves you with visible hickyes, don't you even try to cover up his marks of ownership

He's aggressive when asserting that you're his

Doesn't matter who sees he will pull you in for a kiss

In fact it's better if a lot of people see

They can see how much he loves you, how much you love him, want him, moan for him

His large hands press against your ass and push you against him

You can already sense that he's getting excited by displaying his affection and possessiveness over you

Calls you his beloved pet, or on occasion his Queen when he's extra affectionate

When he calls you his pet you can see something shift behind his eyes, he wants your willing submission, for you to empty your head and leave it all to him

He'll make you feel very special, loved, and taken care of

[lunanami]

STILL GOT BITE ! — BLUE LOCK.

how various blue lock characters eat their s/o out !

characters: gin gagamaru, rensuke kunigami, shoei barou, jingo raichi.

notes: all characters depicted are over the age of 20. written with a curvier reader in mind, and is also my first time writing for most of these characters so feedback is welcomed!

warnings: oral (recieving), edging (kunigami) , fingering (kunigami), squirting (kunigami), overstim (kunigami+ barou), cum eating (barou), name calling (barou), 69 (raichi), heavy d/s dynamics (raichi), facefucking (raichi). afab reader, but no pronouns used.

wc: ~1k

gagamaru is a service dom through and through — the type of man that can be satisfied with only his partner getting off, with the only caveat being that he gets to taste their sweet cunt.

usually when he returned from playing (whether it be training or a proper game) and was rather stressed, he sought solace between your plush thighs. it didn't matter what you were up to, really. if you were on a zoom call for work, he's sneaking under the desk. if you're busy cooking, he's on his knees already. if you're on the phone to a friend, he doesn't care. the bottom line is that when gin wants a taste of you, he'll get it — he's addicted to tasting your pussy!

he always began slow, peeling away your clothing and making you a hot mess before he'd even lay eyes on your pussy. gagamaru whispered soft, sincere praises as he trailed kisses along your inner thighs, worshipping every inch of you — the man adored seeing you tremble in excitement. he continued to take his time, no matter what. you could tangle your fingers in his hair and begin to grind against his tongue if you were truly desperate, but part of you enjoyed being treated like a complete and utter princess.

kunigami always makes a point to go down on you before you get his cock. he's not the biggest fan of quickies, as he always wants you to be best prepared for taking his thick shaft.

typically, he would tease you a tad, sloppily making out with you as he rubbed your wet slit through your panties. the weak moans of "ren..." from you never failed to have him weak at the knees. as soon as your cunt is uncovered, he licks a thick stripe from your hole to your clit, wasting not a mere moment when it comes to wrapping his lips around the bud.

due to his stature, kunigami could always use his strength to subdue your writhing — which is precisely what he does. one of his large hands tends to rest on your hips or lightly on your stomach, firmly keeping you in place. it is only ever with one arm though, for the other quickly become occupied pistoning his thick fingers in and out of your drooling cunt, prepping you for the inevitable stretch that would take place.

sometimes, when he was feeling slightly harsher, kunigami would refuse to allow you to cum before you were split open on his dick. whenever he would hear your breathing hitch in a particular way, or feel your gooey walls flutter around his digits, he'd simply pull away. he's certainly not above ruining countless orgasms for you too. that being said, he did soon realize that the more overstimulated your pretty cunt was, the easier he could make you squirt for him.

barou has an inhumane amount of stamina, so he tends to go multiple rounds with you. although he wouldn't always begin with eating you out, he found out quite quickly into being with you that he was deeply into lapping his own cum out of your overstimulated cunt.

it wasn't because he adored the taste of himself of anything so narcissistic, for the primary reason he loved it was that he got to hear your shaky, meek voice while he messily cleaned you up, adoring the way that your strong thighs wrapped around his skull. he noticed that the closer he got to your puffy, swollen clit, the more that they would squeeze his head.

barou was always amused, smirking into your cunt as you whined and whimpered about how it was "too much", yet your fingers still laced through his dark locks and tugged him closer to you. everytime that he came up for a breath, he punctuated it with a combination of praise and light name calling, chiding you for being his "messy fuckin' slut" or reminding you "how fucking good that cunt tastes," — he definitely has a dirty mouth, now in a couple of ways rather than just the one.

usually, after you've finished at least once on his mouth and he's hard again, barou's cock is buried inside of you once again, thrusts harsh and unwavering as his hips collided with your own. you made sure that he always had full control over your body, trusting him without an ounce of doubt, and let him swing your legs wherever he wanted, or toss you around however he so pleased — his "perfect fuckdoll", as he liked to growl at you.

raichi is the messiest eater on this list. he's a little (a lot) more on the selfish side, so naturally you ended up in a 69 position a lot. he ensured you were comfortable on your back before allowing you to lap at his mushroomed tip. that being said, any display of mercy that the striker displayed was far from long lasting.

it was never more than ten minutes before raichi was fucking your throat, a mess of drool and pre dirtying your face. any moans from him went straight into your cunt, quite literally. teeth, spit, drool, slick — everything you could think of, quickly became spread all over your labia and inner thighs as he ate you out.

he's not huge on dirty talk, so encouragements came in the form of his hips bucking faster or his grunts and groans that vibrated around your clit. another thing about this position that really got him going was that you couldn't scurry away. of course the two of you had both a safe word and a signal (in case your mouth was too occupied), but you adored raichi's roughness. he could rip multiple orgasms from you before even spilling his load in your mouth, and he wasn't satisfied until his tongue was aching from tiredness.

© lunanami, '23. | do not repost, translate, or share on other platforms. reblogs and feedback is always extremely appreciated !

[officiallyisagibrainrotted]

If it's okay can I please ask for a yandere sae where he gets his darling pregnant if you're uncomfortable with this or you don't do these types of requests that's okay

My Prized Possession

⚠️ Warnings ⚠️: Toxic relationship, suggestive, yandere Sae. This is my first time(and maybe my last) doing male yandere so I got some help from a friend, she deserves some of the credit,its kinda short, first time doing male yandere!!!!!!.

Female readers.

It was something you promise yourself. You were going to focus on your studies and get yourself settle first. But here you are in the bathroom stall holding a pregnancy test.Your eyes became watery as you look at the two blue lines on the small tool. You can't be pregnant.

"What is he gonna say about this?''. And by he you mean your boyfriend.The one and only Sae itoshi,who wouldnt fall for him. He was in top of his classes, wealthy and had a great career ahead of him in soccer, your parents loved him!.

Probably more then they loved you. You see your parents were never supportive of you overall they thought of you as a failure compared to your brother who was studying to become a lawyer.

But they treated Sae like a son when you brought him home to visit. And told you that you'd better treat him good and that you should be thankful that a guy like him ever look in your direction.

Your friends are envious of your relationship with the sport star from His cool, calm and mature personality to his fame and intelligence.

He had everyone fooled, even you.

Despite the front he puts up Infront of your friends and family, when he's with you.Your relationship with Sae wasn't the same as it was when it started. It's not something people can notice, but he has become more and more possessive and aggressive.

It's started with little things like, he wouldn't allow you out a certain time , he would constantly ask you who you were talking to on the phone, and if it were one of your male friends he'd get angry and demand you stop talking to him. Your parents would side with him on everything and they agreed that Sae should have a say in who you talk to, hang out with and befriend,what you wore. Cutting off all your male friends, you had a curfew as well.

He would come home and he'd aspect you to be waiting for him and that you have already prepared a meal. You'd have to greet him . He'd search your phone to make sure you haven't spoken to anyone he doesn't approve of. If you went out earlier that day, he'd know about what you bought, how much you spent and who you want out with,what you ate.

Everything.

There are other nights were he would come home in devilish mood, usually when he's like this ,allowing him to use you is the best way to avoid any forms of ''conflict".

But it was that night about a month ago, when you shared a moment.

God you were so scared that tight , he came home more devilish then usually. You're not sure what came over him that night,

well he was always possessive and manipulative with you, but tonight was just different .

You hear the front door unlocked and his footsteps.

" Where's my darling?” his voice achos through out the hall.

You could already feel the unsettling feeling coming

"She better not be hiding~".

You bite back the erge to crawl under your blanket and hide,on the king size bed you shared with Sae .

But you know how he gets .So you made you way downstairs.

He was already at the bottom of the stairs waiting for you .

"There you are princess, I thought you were asleep, I was calling you ".

He says .

You bite your lip nervously.

"I was waiting for you to get home like you told me to".

"Mm, and you're wearing the night gown I brought you , it fits? " He ask .

" It's a little small ".

" Hm? I was sure I brought you the right size, but come down here I haven't seen you all day".

'He did this on purpose'.

You came downstairs and you were greeted by a scent of colon when you were pulled into his embrace.

"You look beautiful as always". He commented. Causing you to blush .

"And you smell really nice too". He continues to complement you as he kiss your cheek and made his way down to the crook of your neck where he takes in your secent .

His sudden actions made you frustred."It must be the new body wash and perfume you brought me". You began to stumble over you words when you felt him bite the sensitive part of your neck, giving it a little nibble before he gives the now sore spot a kiss.

"Sae , w-what are you doing?". You let out a breathly gasp when you felt your lovers hand slowly making its way down your back and to your butt , giving it a squeeze .

"I haven't seen you all day, I missed you and I haven't touched you in a while so just relax for me a little bit darling''.

"B-but I didn't take any-".

"It's fine I put some in your food before I left". He says as he picks you up.

Keeping your lips locked together as you wrapped your legs around his torso . Making his way up the stairs and to your shared bedroom.

Per usual he gently places you on the bed,lips never leaving yours....

Tears rush down your face as you remember the events that took place that night.As the pieces were coming together in your head.

Now Sae on the other hand was grinning from ear to ear knowing that his plan had worked. He stood outside the restroom you were in as he patiently waits for you to text him "we needs to talk".

Now you see it was Sae dream to claim you in everyway,shape and form. And he was will to do anything to make sure that happened. Even if it means lying about putting plan B in your food or making you think it was all your fault this happened.

You already said no to him to marriage, claiming that you weren't ready and that you wanted to focus on school, and that marriage would be a lot of money and it's time consuming at the moment.

Even though he would constantly tell you, you don't have to worry about any of that , he'll gladly cover all of it.

He also tried to get you to dropped out of college, but you denied that idea as well. Despite him telling you he'll take good care of you.

Sigh, it seemed like nothing was going his way. He honestly didn't want to go this route, but ,You were being difficult.

So getting you pregnant was the only way to have full control over you. He knew you wouldn't be able to go to school, nor would your parents allow you to get rid of your child. It's not like they wanted you to go to the college you're currently attending anyway.They're practically are obsessed with him.

All his plans were falling in place.

Annnnddddd that's all , I really tried on this and with a little push from a friend I got the motivation to post it. Plz remember it's my first time writing male yandere and I hope this reaches ur expectations.

Request are open and if you dont see ur request on my "What's in my ask box" it's probably cause I didn't get to it yet or you didn't read my rules.

Soo that's all , comments, constructive criticism, reblogs are all appreciated .

But that's all , byeeeeee.

[ramu-ego]

(nsfw) AHEGAO FACES :: x femdom!Reader

anon pls I hardly ever think about this but they can't just give us Bachi and not expect us to think about our boys fucked outta their minds ♡ - requests open cw: fem!Reader, dom!Reader, aged up, mentions of overstim, sex toys, pegging and vaginal sex word count: sloppy headcanons character(s): multiple

DNI :: minors, blank blogs + m!Reader blogs

USE THAT FACE TO CUM ON! :: eyes glossy, hair in your fist, drool dribbling down their chin and their mouth cocked open with a tongue that's begging to be painted. These bitches are on their knees groveling for your juices in every possible way. Mouths ready to be bred by a strap or tongues rubbed raw on your clit for good measures. Food safe lube from a cumtube or your a squirter or just your piss. Paint their beautiful cross eyed fucked out face with every lewd juice you have and watch them thank you for the meal

BACHI (cliche but that tongue begs for it), Chigiri, RIN, Kunigami, NAGI, Sae, KAISER, Ness

FUCKED OUTTA THEIR MIND! :: their backs are arching, body spasming and head rolling back like they're possessed by the anti-christ. With your strap abusing their prostate and whatever else you've concocted from cockrings to pocket pussies overstimming their untouched shafts. These men are fucking themselves like whores on your toy with intent like they want you to breed them. Tongue lulled out of their mouths, drooling like animals in heat while you abuse their insides rightfully so

Baro, KUON, Reo, KENYU, Raichi, SAE, Kaiser, Hiori

PUSSY DRUNK AHEGAO!! :: nothing, and that means nothing, compares to the warm gummy insides of your cunt wrapping up his cock. Overstimmed by the simple act of being inside you. They are drunk on the pleasure of your pussy and it shows. Foggy gaze, drool seeping from their mouth and utterly unresponsive but the lewdest of noises. Ride them or let them fuck you or mix it up. Doesn't matter bc they are pushing themselves mindlessly to the limit while the blackout on the feeling of your cunt sucking them in deeper

Niko, GAGAMARU, ISAGI, Nagi, Otoya, HIORI, NESS, Ego, Rin