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m-ayo-o · 5 months

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sstop it Megumi being a perv?? he would never...but also emoji event : 🐰😖💜 18+ bunny!reader x 21+ perv!megumi -masturbation, sex, marking, creampiee hybrid fics

EMOJI EVENT: CLOSED (but feel free to send any super cute/gross megumi reqs anytime !!) this has been so fun <3

It's not up for debate. Megumi is obsessed with you.

Every day when he returns home from work, his pretty bunny is waiting.

You must know how cute you are, with those expressive ears, that snowy tail that wiggles when you're excited. Your nose is a human feature, but it still twitches like a bunny's when you're feeling content and cosy. And you're so snuggly and warm and loving, you make him feel...

Disgusted.

With himself.

That he's got a rock hard boner stuffed in his shorts, all because you're on the living room carpet on all fours, bending over in your pretty dress.

You're trying to fix the TV or something.

Whatever you're doing, the way he can see the outline of you through your panties is making him want to grab you by the neck and mount you.

Although you're the one who's part bunny, sometimes he feels like the animal.

He could just slip your panties down...

"Megumi, it's not turning on!"

...and get his hands on you.

"What's that, princess?"

"I think it's broken" you huff and pout. God, you're so adorable.

He convinces you to keep trying, only to see the way your dress lifts so teasingly, your little bunny tail flicking around, and to see that lacy thong pull up between your ass cheeks. Then when you bend and reach a little further...he can see your panties clinging to your perfect little pussy and he swears he's gonna lose it.

"Yeah, just reach around the back baby, you got it."

He keeps encouraging you, and he keeps staring. With his hand slowly, absentmindedly starting to stroke his erection through his shorts.

It's not wrong. You are his after all.

"Megumiiii help!!"

Your whining voice makes his cock twitch in his hand..which is now buried in his shorts, jerking himself up and down.

"Baby- just check the socket"

You sigh and keep trying. You're so obedient, he can't help but take advantage of you sometimes.

But now he needs to help you, like you asked, so he gets up nice and close behind you to see what you're doing.

"Oh, th-thank you, Megumi"

But you shouldn't be thanking him. Not with the way he's slipping his cock over you, then pulling your panties aside.

"Megumi-!! W-wait!"

You make him feel so hot. He feels a little ashamed of what he's doing to you. But not enough to stop.

"Baby, bunny, I'm sorry.. your owner needs you.."

And in turn, his voice makes you relaxed and wet, when he coos in your ear and spreads your pussy open.

So you let him take you till you're full and oozing with his cum, with bite marks all over your shoulders and back where he ripped your dress open.

And when he's done pumping and squirting his load, he pulls away with a long groan, seeing what he's done to you.

"Fuck, I-" he's about to apologise again, for his filthy behaviour, until you turn to him with a pretty smile on your face and pull him down to lie on top of you on the fluffy carpet.

"Baby, I'm so.." he sighs, scrunching up his nose with a little grimace, "next time just-"

"Push you off? Make you stop?"

You blink up at him, eyes wide and pretty with your ears flopping down.

"I couldn't... even if I wanted to."

And he knows then, when you're nuzzling into his neck, pulling him in for another round, that he could never do anything bad to you. He doesn't need to be sorry.

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thedragonemperess · 2 years

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Douglas, Horace, lightning, plankton, mobius, Phil, and loki. Hoping I didn't miss anything <3

🥺

THEY GET ME

THEY REALLY GET ME

#XD #<3 #answering asks #blue heart friend #emojis tw #caps tw #ask game

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sutorus · 6 months

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OFF TO THE RACES

DESCRIPTION: toji takes you to bet on one of his races.

PAIRING: toji x reader

WC: 1.9k

WARNINGS: 18+ MDNI. f! reader, afab terms, age gap, implied free use, heavy implied dubcon, in public, fingering (f! receiving), come eating (f!), crying, pet names (babydoll, honey, s!ut), heavy objectification

A/N: yes i grew up on ldr i love my (((strictly fictional))) old men sue me!

“you better start praying number four catches up soon, babydoll,” he whispers into your ear, snaking a hand around your waist.

a chill runs down your spine and your body rattles violently in response.

he had told you to dress up today.

how naive you were, thinking he’d just said that because it was a nice date, because the type of people that enjoy horse races don’t usually wear flip flops or show their midriffs.

if only you had known.

you’re trying to hide it, but you’re nervous.

you can’t help it, constantly sneaking sideway glances at the two imposing men who have been staring at you this entire time.

it would be an unbelievable situation, if it wasn’t toji. not for the first time, you wonder why you ever got involved with him.

the lip scar should’ve been enough of a warning. the intentionally vague answer he gave about his job should’ve been enough, the decades — plural — that separated you two should’ve been enough.

but he was a smooth talker. and he was good looking. and he made you feel safe, mostly because, well… who could be more dangerous than him?

that feeling has never been more prevalent to you than it is right now.

toji’s gaze follows yours, his fingertips sneaking under your skirt just barely.

“don’t look so spooked,” he instructs, and you swallow around the lump in your throat. toji laughs low, letting his head loll sideways on top of yours. “you scared of dick or somethin’?”

you hate this. you hate this so much. you hate the way your body’s responding to it the most.

the heat in your gut spreads all the way up to your cheeks, and you stop yourself from soothing your burning face with the back of your hands.

he’d told you not to draw too much attention. not to make any sudden movements. you thought it was because — you thought, you thought, you thought. but you were wrong.

you can’t decide if you can even blame yourself for that.

you knew toji was running out of money. you knew he was involved with some shady people.

but when in your wildest dreams could you have imagined he was planning on using you as a betting chip?

the disapproving click of his tongue pulls you from your thoughts, and your eyes lock dreadfully on horse number four.

it’s falling behind, number six stealing third place from it.

the heat inside you spreads further.

“if it’s any consolation,” toji says, conversationally. “i don’t think they’ll be too mean to ya.”

it reminds you of a nature documentary you watched, once. the gazelle, trying to act nonchalant, looking for an escape route, when faced with a pride of lions. a dangerous dance. and everybody knows who’s got the upper hand, there.

“not meaner than i am, at least,” he adds.

your shut your eyes tightly.

you haven’t even dared to look at them properly, at toji’s sponsors or loan sharks or whatever the hell they are.

you want to scream at him, at how embarrassing it is that they’re younger than him and richer than him, having fun at both of your expenses.

you realize suddenly that they’re not even here to watch the race. this place probably doesn't entertain them anymore, more of a chore than anything else.

they’re here to watch you, sweating and fidgeting on your seat with the knowledge that your body was theirs if the damn horse didn’t win.

a one in eight change.

god, you hoped it was toji’s lucky day.

you catch a glimpse of a wild, tall figure to the left of you, swaying in gleeful laughter as the horse falls to fifth place.

“let’s go home,” you grip the hand that’s resting on your leg in a last ditch effort.

it’s useless, of course.

toji’s jaw is tensed, every muscle tight in anger.

he doesn’t want this, either. he doesn’t like sharing you.

but then again, he doesn’t really care about you, does he? cares more about his money, at least.

your breathing starts to pick up, legs shaking in anticipation. in a way, you just want this to be over.

you’re so caught up in your dread that you don’t even notice toji’s fingers crawling up your thigh until his knuckles are grazing your clothed pussy.

your body immediately seizes up, your straightened spine glued to the back of your chair.

he gives a low, mean chuckle when he feels how wet you are.

toji rubs you there almost soothingly, and tears threaten to spill from your eyes.

your fists are clenched tightly on your lap, legs squeezing together in an attempt to — what? you don’t know.

stop him? encourage him? it doesn’t feel like it matters anymore.

toji shifts in his seat to face you, slipping the pads of his fingers into your panties. you huff, only able to watch the movement of his hand underneath your skirt.

he rubs lazy circles on your clit, eyes on your face and showing no emotion at all.

no remorse at all.

it feels good. it feels good and you hate that it does, that it feels good with him, that he can get you like this anytime, anywhere.

you bite down on your bottom lip when two fingers slide down, just teasing your entrance, gliding over your pussy.

your chest burns from the inside out with uneven breaths, and defeatedly, willingly, you spread your legs just a little bit.

you’re not watching the race anymore and you think that’s for the better. you focus only on toji’s veiny forearms as the muscles there work over and over with every stroke of his fingers.

someone clears their throat loudly and your legs kick out in shock.

an initial wave of panic washes over you but then you’re glad.

surely getting caught fingering your girlfriend at a horse race would get you kicked out, right? and then the deal is over, right? and then you won’t have to—

before you can even vocalize your thoughts, toji’s rolling his eyes and, with a sigh, settling back on his seat to face the race.

but his fingers don’t leave you.

no, he continues pumping them lazily in and out of you, thumb pressing down on your clit and rubbing little circles.

and that’s when you realize the sound had come from the left of you. from the men. not a horrified gasp, a dignified warning, no.

if anything, an entitled demand that toji stops blocking their view of you.

you wish you could cry right now.

instead, you tuck your chin into your chest as toji speeds up his movements, going a little faster, a little meaner. you swallow your wails, thighs shaking.

those men, they don’t look like they kill. they probably get other people to do that for them. you haven’t gathered a lot from your stolen glances but that much you’re sure of.

you know you’ll return home to toji. despite everything, you’ll run back to his arms, for better or for worse.

“you likin’ this?” he’s asking, like he doesn’t know the answer. “y’like that i bet your slutty little cunt on that rank, good for nothing horse?”

you let out a sob, chest lurching. he pumps his fingers in and out of you at just the right pace, hitting just the right patches despite how hard you’re squeezing around him.

“please…” you mewl, not sure what you’re asking for.

his thumb is relentless on your clit, rubbing it over and over again. your hips buck on their own, wanting more, more friction, more filling, more.

“you’ll get more soon, whore,” toji spits out like he can read your mind. there’s no point in hiding how much you’re enjoying this, being in public, being eyed hungrily like a prize, when toji knows your body so well.

it feels almost like he’s prepping you, physically and mentally, for what’s to come, and it makes you weep harder.

when a wave of astonished cheers break out in unison, it sounds miles away to you. all you can is the blood rushing inside your ears, toji’s huffed out breaths, the crinkle of bills being passed around from one hand to another.

you’re slow to notice the commotion is due to horse number four miraculously catching up, coming in at number two now.

dangerously close to first place.

it’s a rush, all at once, when toji turns your head to kiss you.

you come undone on his fingers, right then and there, whining crazed moans into his mouth. he groans when your cunt clenches, fluttering around his fingers as the last waves of your orgasm hit you.

if you focus hard enough, you can hear the shlick of his fingers lazily helping you ride out your high. you can’t help it but to let your head fall on his chest.

when toji pulls his fingers out of you, there are webs of slick in between them. you feel almost embarrassed, even more so when he brings them up to your mouth quickly, pushing in between your lips with ease.

you suck efficiently to clean him up and toji hums in approval, petting your hair.

there’s an instant where you two look in each other’s eyes and that’s all there is, your fucked out brain forgetting everything except for his touch.

“ahh,” then a merry voice breaks you out of your trance, its owner casting a shadow over both your bodies as he stands in front of you. “i hate to ruin the moment, really, but…”

the man points his thumb over his shoulder.

the race is over.

horse number four came in at fourth place.

how fitting.

his partner approaches and there’s no denying it, they’re extremely attractive. individually, yes, but maybe even more so together, side by side, looking like opposites who came together due to being... likeminded.

but still. are they really going to—

“collect,” the other one says, sternly, with his hands up like he’s a good guy. “satoru. we’re just here to collect. no need to rub salt in the wound.”

toji chuckles, but you catch the way his shoulders tense.

“hey, a deal’s a deal. but no wounds here,” he looks at you briefly before squinting up at them. “doubt you two kids can do half the damage.”

that i can is left unsaid. you fight hard to keep the horrified look off your face.

toji was already pimping you out to these random men, essentially. did he have to provoke them, too?

you resent the fact that the dread in the pit of your stomach isn’t big enough to push away the arousal growing next to it.

there’s another reason why you and toji fit so well together, after all.

the taller one — satoru — laughs, and this one’s genuine.

he reaches out tentatively, as if he were petting a stray cat, and twirls a piece of your hair around his finger.

toji looks at him in understanding, in agreement.

when he doesn’t react any further, satoru’s finger trails down to your lips, still glistening wet. he traces them, jutting his own out in a pout.

“she better be worth every penny you cost us, zen’in.”

toji smirks.

you notice the other man, the one with black hair and a bun, is hard in his tailored slacks.

you swallow down the last of your sobs.

“oh, she is," toji's hand gives your thigh a departing tap. "i might have shit taste in horses but i know how to pick my sluts."

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felonsmojis · 29 days

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neutral / happy / scared / box GenLoss!Ranboo emotes

#requests #request #discord emojis #discord emoji #ranboo #ranboo emoji #ranboo fanart #genloss #genloss fanart #genloss emoji #ranboo emote #genloss emote #generation loss #generation loss fanart #generation loss emote #golden hour : aurum #cw blood #tw blood

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virgil-says-things · 1 year

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fuck it hey hi I'm back at this again KENDJFNF

'I'm not even thinking about your dick. In my dad's mouth. I'm not." Jimmy. please. watching him have a crisis is funny but he needs to leave Ian alone he's just tryna eat his toast 😭

"too busy to help your old man?" (Frank) "yes! forever." (Lip)

at least Carl no longer believes he has cancer

'can I kiss u?' (Ned) the IMMEDIATE no from Ian made me laugh 😭

Ian isn't actually going to rob Ned's house for him. right?

Carl's learning that gay people exist

'i hit something!' (Hank) yeah, the sewer line. no bones in sight yet (Frank, Carl and Hank (?) are trying to find aunt ginger's bones before the people that are going to be working on the sewer line do)

'i think Karen messed u up bad' (Kevin, talking to Lip) uh oh!

"dude's got daddy issues. no wonder u dig him." (Lip) "I can hear u!" (Jimmy)

it's 5am and I'm listening to Sheila admit she likes inflicting sexual pain to a dying nun who took a vow of silence is this scene over now.

Mandy and Ian leaving the room and turning the lights off when they go and Carl immediately saying 'I need to know where the gay wieners go.' 😭

OMG. MICKEY!!!! Mickey helping Ian with training yet starts shooting more when Ned is mentioned (I'm definitely reaching here but shush. I call jealousy.' ALSO. 'he isn't afraid to kiss me' (Ian). ouch!!! the SILENCE from Mickey after that.

"no, please just go home. Mandy. to ur own fucking house for once." (Lip) this makes me so sad!! because I can tell Mandy actually feels for smth for him. and it's just. agh!! the silence from all three of them (Kevin's there too) is so loud. Mandy's gone tho so. she was just trying to help!!

Debbie's sexualising herself to try to fit in. those girls are such assholes what the fuck.

"Just because Karen wiped her ass with you doesn't give you the right to shit on Mandy.' Ian has a point and I'm so glad someone's actually sticking up for her

Fiona dumping the news that Molly isn't actually a girl on him and then leaving Lip to deal with the aftermath of that 😭

Sheila found out the nun that she confessed everything to posted about it on the internet 😭

this argument. holy shit. Jimmy had some good points tho ngl

Lip leaving Karen a voicemail just telling her everyone's doing great and then going "Just in case you were wondering. You selfish, ignorant, heinous piece of dog shit. Thank you for leaving and never coming back. You - We all owe you a huge fucking favour. You rock." 😭

Jimmy's gone and they still haven't found aunt ginger

HE'S FUCKING ESTEFANIA????? or well. Este's fucking him. he doesn't seem like he's enjoying this at all??

personally, if I were Mandy, I'd make Lip at least say the words 'I'm sorry' before going down there but that's just me

AW NOOOO THEY'RE CUDDLING (SORT OF) WHILE WATCHING FIREWORKS BUT MANDY'S LOOKING AT LIP INSTEAD. THE SMILE ON HER FACE OH MY GOD. WHY CAN'T SOMEONE LOOK AT ME LIKE THAT.

OH MY GOD OH MY GOD!!!!! OHHHH MY GOD! MICKEY AND HIS BROTHERS? COUSINS? I CAN'T REMEMBER. R GOING TO ROB THE HOUSE WHILE IAN WAITS OUTSIDE. MICKEY RAN BACK AND KISSED IAN. WHAT THE FUCKKKK.

Ned's wife woke up while Mickey and one of the other two were trying to get the grandfather clock out of the house. and she came down the stairs with a gun. "You got shot Mickey!" (Ian) "Yes, I fucking know I got shot!" (Mickey) 😭 the amount of times the word 'fuck' was said in this scene 😭

I don't know who this woman is with the glasses and ponytail in the car but the warnings the other one gave her about the Gallagher's made laugh. 'say their names slowly and calmly' 😭

Debbie's drowning one of the girls that messed with her beforehand and I'm all for it tbh

THE WOMAN WITH THE GLASSES AND PONYTAIL IS BRITNEY STURGES FROM CPS OH NO. OH NO!!! MICKEY'S BULLET WOUND IS BEING TREATED, MOLLY IS IN A BIKINI (??) FIONA FOUND THE BONES. CPS IS HERE AT THE WORST TIME. UH OH!! DEBBIE CAME IN BRAGGING ABOUT WHAT SHE DID. OH FUCK.

Sheila dumped the nun somewhere else - outside a church I think? idk - the way she runs away made me laugh

#caps tw #emojis tw #gun mention tw #injury tw #injury mention tw #gun tw #shameless

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