#short drabble

[princessisfinethx]

Murderer!Simon x fem!Reader (idea post)

Note: this is a short fic of what I plan on writing more of later. This contains mentions of murder (duh) body parts and stalking. The full fic will likely be much darker.

Soulmate AU, where two people will have the initials of someone's name marked on their skin, in the same spot as the other. It comes with their 18th birthday. This is a nearly impossible search because anyone can have the same initials as someone else. And there's only so many spots a mark can show up before it repeats with the same letters, so and so...

So fate, the little hopeless romantic that it is, also made it so that people can feel when they're closer to their soulmate.

It's a warm spread through their chest, then through their arms and their legs. A flush of the cheeks in some cases, when they're finally face to face with their one and only. Some people experience hairs rising on their neck or arms. Others say it's like the word becomes quiet all around you, because your heart is singing a song for you to hear.

Well.

You've been waiting for years and ofc you became lonely and heartbroken. No soulmate for you. Your friends all found one, you siblings as well. And you were alone, staring at the initials that showed up around your 18th birthday; S.R.

So why not go for a camping trip? Do something nice like get away from the city and relax. Maybe go swim in a lake, read a book, crochet, or cross stitch.

You've been so caught up in reading about how others found their soulmate, that you completely glossed over the missing persons articles. Campers going missing in the woods, some body parts showing up, but never the whole body.

Silly you.

Setting up your camper for the week, making yourself a campfire, you felt a little better. Small joys that made you feel like life was worth going on. Of course, maybe you were just harsh on yourself. It's only been 6 years right? There have been cases of people waiting even longer. That made you feel even worse.

You were so saddened and depressed, drowning in your own self-loathing that you never saw the dark figure of a man watching you from behind your camper. He blended in so well with the dark forest behind him, he couldn't blame you. That and he's done this plenty times.

He waited, which was unusual. Simon didn't wait for campers to go to bed. He liked watching them scream and run. He liked when the fear in their eyes was evident. But he watched you douse your fire. He watched you climb into your camper and through a window, he watched you settle down for bed.

Why was his chest thrumming? And why did it feel like the mark on his wrist was burning?

[yakamozz3]

More Sasuke smut 🫦

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❝backshots (≧◡≦) ♡❞

༄ 𝒻ℯ𝒶𝓉𝓊𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑔：sasuke uchiha x reader

༄𝒯𝒲／𝒞𝒲：18+ mdni, established relationship, fem!reader, pwp, choking, not proofread, possible dacryphilia, p in v sex, unprotected sex

𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭: pent up after a mission, sasuke just needs some stress relief <33

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Sasuke fucking you from behind while you were practically trembling underneath him from how hard he’s been fucking you, was truly a sight to see. Him coming home from a mission and being kind of pent up was nothing new, but today the usual greeting at the front door of your shared home that consists out of a big hug and countless kisses, ended up in you on your shared bed on all fours.

To him you just looked too fucking pretty, even from behind. The way you just arched so perfectly for him taking ever last inch of his thick cock into your drooling cunt until you couldn’t take him any further, the way your cute pussy clenched around him and even gripped his cock while creating a white circle of your juices on the base of it and even the way your ass shaked with each of his hard thrusts. He loved it. No, he savoured it. The feeling of your warm gummy like walls tightening and clenching around him made his mind just go blank, and you could feel it. His large hands that were holding you in place by your hips and occasionally smacking your ass, with fingers that were now digging even deeper into your soft skins than before.

sasuke started ramming his cock even deeper into your warm walls, his one hand traveling from your waist to your neck, forcing you up as he lowers himself down so that he’s next to your ear. Whatever filth hes whispering into your ear right now, you didn’t hear tho, you didn’t even register it because of how cock drunk you were. You were a complete moaning mess, lewd sounds escaping your plump parted lips with each of his sharp thrusts. His huge dick bullying his way into your pussy just felt too good, his cock filling you up to the brim making every single thought that was left in your head completely disappear.

With each sound you made, each one of his thrusts and each time your pussy clenched around him so harshly, sasuke felt his own release getting closer and closer. Planting kisses alongside of your neck, your tear stained cheeks pressing against his head he picked up his pace one more time until he was practically railing you as if there was no fucking tomorrow.

You were a moaning mess already but the fast pace of sasukes hard thrusts and the sensation of his lips against your neck, his balls that were slapping against your poor clit ultimately sent you over the edge. With a loud moan that escaped your lips and your legs on the verge of giving up, your pussy clenched one last time around him, drenching his thick cock in your juices as he fucked you through your orgasm. As he fucked you through your high, his own released finally washed over him. With one last thrust he came inside of you letting out and almost guttural groan as he does, painting your walls white with his thick creamy cum as he nuzzled his head into the crook of you neck.

[vmpiredolls]

happy place

sevikaxfem!reader

cw:facesitting, faceriding, praising, ass slapping

a/n: this is really short but THANK YOU FOR THE SUPPORT ON MY OTHER FIC ☹️🫶 hope u all enjoy <3

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one thing about sevika—she loves seeing you lose control; especially like this.

“vika wait i can’t..!“ your arms flap around, unable to withstand the overwhelming pleasure. she had you propped up on her face. you could feel every part of her tongue on your pussy.

her hands travel up your waist, forcing you down in place, right where you belong, on her face. you’re just about riding her face, holding onto the cushion headboard for support. her large, callous hands groping your tits, fuck she eats pussy like if she’s been starved. “dirty little girl,” she mutters.

her tongue, her fingers playing with your sensitive nipples, her nose bumping into your sensitive clit, it’s too much. your body starts to tremble as you feel your orgasm start to creep up.

“think i’m gonna cu-,” you’re met with a loud SMACK on your ass. you whine in both surprise and pleasure. “yeah baby? feeling good on my tongue huh? cum baby, cum on my face princess.”

you’re a babbling, whining mess as you cum. your legs shake around her head. this was sevika’s heaven—her happy place.

[jiinxswife]

Jinx’s toxic traits x fem!Reader

Trigger warnings:manipulation, suicide, light smut, stalking, obsessed behavior. Really really short.

•stalks you 100% of the time, if you have a weaker/not really good for fighting physical, expect her to follow you EVERYWHERE. To always have a shadow disappearing when you look behind

•tells that you can’t survive zaun without her

•threatens to lull herself if you ever mention a breakup.

•chases down your exes, both to make sure they stay away from you but also to learn with them.

•fucks you with huge straps so you’re “ruined” to every other man

•leaves you marks everywhere with anything she can. Will bite, scratch, suck you

•has fucked you with her gun at least once

•Russian roulette with you, her and someone that she’s jealous of! The gun is unloaded but you don’t have to know that until she makes you understand

•tries to get you to tattoo her name on your body

•kills people (mostly your exes or people who makes her feel threatened) in your name

•”I killed him for you! To be with you!! Are you really going to break up with me?? His death will be meaningless if you do!”

•steals gifts to you

•makes her injuries worse to get you to pay extra attention on her

•sometimes, tries to make you “in pain” (hiding your cramps or headache medicine) just so you will cling on her to comfort

•pushes your family and friends away. How can you leave her when she’s all you got?

•super duper protective over you, principally when Vi chooses Caitlyn over her. Her own sister, own blood chose someone else over her, she can’t give you the chance to do the same.

•tries to make you physically “weaker” so you cannot survive without her. Without friends or family and ability to fight, you’d die in zaun without her

•jinx from season one at least would buy you one of these

•holds you tightly at night

•never fully sleeps, she needs to make sure you won’t run away

Really short because idk what to write. I’m not having the motivation lately

[bones-of-a-rabbit]

not going anywhere (FNaF Sun/Moon x Reader short oneshot)

hapy valntins, here's a short fluff piece based off my Afton Virus'd Reader AU, with a hint of unhinged clinginess on all sides <3

FNaF DCA x gender-neutral Reader One-shot, 1,118 words, fluff, implied romantic feelings, clingy obsessive possessive lovers

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You struggled to open your eyes, squinting and blinking several times before you could begin to make out shapes. Ah… you had fallen asleep at work again. You had promised you would get better about that, but… Well, they didn’t really seem to mind too much… In fact, some days their moods were improved after you spent a night dozing in their room…But you were fairly sure you had been down in maintenance doing paperwork, hadn’t you? So when had you…

You lifted an arm to rub at your eyes, looking around more clearly. You glanced down and breathed a quiet sigh, smiling despite yourself. Of course. They were your ever loyal companions, of course they must have gotten concerned when you failed to clock out or wish them good night as you left. And what caring person wouldn’t take their dear overworked friend to bed if they found them asleep at some cramped, poorly lit desk? And of course they had stayed to watch over you and make sure you slept well, that was their job. 

They really were too sweet for words. Altogether too kind to you, especially after everything you had been through together.

You reached down, gently straightening Moon’s cap with one hand. His eyes were shut, expression peaceful as he ‘slept’ so soundly, using your stomach as a pillow with his arms wound around you several times over. He was warm and heavy, but comfortably so, and it soothed your aching muscles to have the constant pressure of his weight bearing down on you. Even your hands didn’t ache so terribly when he held them. You took a deep breath, gently tracing the curve of his cheek, stroking beneath his eye with your thumb. He was pretty, though he would deny it- a work of art made life. You could look at him for hours and not grow tired. He had said the same of you, once, but you hadn’t been sure why or if he was even being honest. 

You looked around, seeing the sliver of light breaking through the curtains of the balcony. It must be morning by now, you mused, oddly disappointed. There wasn’t time to be lazing about, no matter how comfortable it was or how your head pounded at the thought of going back to the grindstone. You had work to do. You always had so much work to do…

You shook your head, attempting to shoo the thoughts away, and shuffled upward, slowly working yourself into a sitting position without disturbing your slumbering companion. It was still early, and they always fretted over you so much… It would be good for them to rest a while longer, wouldn’t it? You smoothed the ruffle under his chin before beginning the awkward shuffle out of his arms. You’d had plenty of practice at this point, with how often you ended up in this situation, but it was better to be cautious than to risk waking the sleeping jester. They could be quite clingy when they first woke. 

You pushed yourself onto your knees, grasping at the wall to get yourself on your feet.

“Darling,”

A hand traced up your back, the fingertips snagging in your shirt and grabbing a handful of the fabric in an unyielding grip, stopping you in your tracks. 

“where do you think you’re going?”

You were frozen for half a moment before you turned to look down. Moon was awake, one eye cracked open to fix you with a piercing red glare, one arm extended to hold you in place, half standing, only a few inches from where you had been sleeping. You let out a sigh of defeat, disappointed you hadn’t managed to slip away unnoticed, but smiled at him softly.

“Good morning, you two.”

He let out a low hum, his claws dragging against your shirt as he pulled you downward slowly until you were once more seated on the floor. He lifted himself up enough to creep closer, keeping his intense red gaze fixated on yours as he dragged you into his arms again. His other hand followed a similar path of the first, his claws gliding up your back to sink into the fabric just behind your shoulderblade as he laid on top of you once more. The sensation was featherlight but left a shudder going up your spine as the ticklish feeling lingered. 

“You didn’t answer our question, starlight.”

You sighed, gently petting the top of his head, rubbing his cheek as you repeated the movement several times. “I can’t stay. I have work to do.”

He leaned into your touch, closing his eyes again. His hands adjusted their hold, gently working more fabric into his fists as his grip on you grew tighter. “Nonsense. No work today. Daycare is closed.”

You vaguely remembered hearing about a scheduled day off for this section. If you had remembered, you could have planned to do some of your work here… Lamenting over it wouldn’t help the fact that you still had to get up… “That sounds nice, Moon, but-”

“Sh. No buts.” He hissed quietly, pressing his fingertips into your back in a way that made you jump. 

“Moondrop…”

“No.” 

His voice grew sharp, firm, but his peaceful expression didn’t waver. Instead, he lifted a hand and covered your eyes, gently pressing you down until you were laying on your back, nearly consumed by blankets and pillows they kept here specifically for you. He opened one eye again, lifting his hand to meet your gaze for only a moment.

“Sleep, my star.”

He covered your eyes again, pressing his face to your temple in a gentle caress. He draped himself over you, tangling your legs in his as he laid his weight around you carefully, cocooning you in his embrace. 

“Rest, here.”

The darkness was soothing on your aching eyes, and your muscles felt worn and tired simply from your attempt to get up… Maybe it was still early. Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad if you slept just another hour more. Just a little more sleep, so you would be able to work most efficiently. He wouldn’t insist if it wasn’t necessary. 

You let out a long sigh, relaxing into his unyielding, tender embrace. You felt rather than heard the chuckle that rose from his chest. You were putty in his hands, and oh did he know it. You closed your eyes, resting your forehead against his chest. 

“Alright. You’ll wake me in an hour, won’t you? There’s still so much to do…” You yawned, draping an arm over him. He grabbed your hand and pressed it to his teeth, and you felt his smile.

“Of course, my starlight.” He lied. 

[slut4megantheestallion]

Y/N, What the Fuck Are You Doing?| ryomen sukuna x f! reader

Summary: Y/N decides to prank Sukuna by doing the viral "scratching down there in front of your boyfriend" trend. While Sukuna tries to explain how you two met and fell in love, you keep scratching—over and over—until he finally loses his patience. What starts as a simple prank turns into a test of Sukuna’s sanity, and let’s just say… he’s done with your nonsense.

Warnings ⚠️: Crackfic, modern AU, Sukuna being absolutely fed up, excessive scratching (for comedic purposes), dumb pranks, Y/N testing Sukuna’s patience, strong language, and a very done boyfriend.

The camera clicks on, and you adjust it, making sure the angle is perfectly before settling down next to Sukuna, who looks as uninterested as ever. Arms crossed, tattoos shifting slightly over his skin, he's already scowling.

"Remind me why I agreed to this dumbassery?" He mutters, side-eyeing you.

You grin, barely holding in your excitement. "Because you love me."

He scoffs. "Debatable."

You ignore him, clapping your hands together. "Alright! So today, Sukuna and I are doing a little Q&A. We're gonna tell you guys how we met and fell in love."

"More like how you bothered me until I let you stay," sukuna grumbles, cracking his neck. "But whatever. Let's get this over with."

He sighs, leaning back against the couch, his massive frame taking up more space than necessary because, of course, he has to be dramatic about it.

"It all started when this idiot stumbled into my domain," he begins, eyes narrowing at the memory. "I was minding my own business - being the king of curses, slaughtering people y'know, normal shit- when this dumbass decides to -"

But as he talks, you subtly shift in your seat and reach down, dragging your fingers over your crotch in a slow, exaggerated scratch.

Sukuna freezes mid-sentence. His brows furrow. His eyes flicking down.

You keep a straight face, nodding along to his story as if nothing is happening.

He stares at you for a long moment before clearing his throat and looking away. "-Anyway, this dumbass shows up out of nowhere and starts running her mouth, no fear, just pure recklessness -"

Another scratch.

Sukuna's eyes twitches. His gaze snaps back to your hand.

"Y/n."

"Hmm?" You blink at him, feigning innocence.

His jaw tightens. "What the fuck are you doing?"

You tilt your head. "Listening to our love story, duh."

"You're scratching your damn crotch," he deadpans, pointing at you like you've personally offended him.

You blink, looking down at yourself before shrugging. "Oh. Just a little itch. Keep going."

Sukuna narrows his eyes but exhales sharply, deciding - for now - to let it go. "As I was saying, this moron waltzed into my domain, acting like she owned the place, challenging me like she -"

Another scratch.

Sukuna stops. The vein in his forehead looks like it's about to burst.

His lips press into a think line. He inhales deeply through his nose. "Are you - are you good?"

"Yeah, yeah," you say quickly, waving him off. "Keep going."

He doesn't. Instead, he just stares at you, unblinking, visibly trying to figure out whether he should kill you or just walk out of the room.

You, being the chaotic gremlin you are, decide to double down—this time dragging your hand aggressively over your crotch, sighing in relief.

Sukuna’s entire body tenses like he’s about to combust.

"Y/N."

"What?"

"The fuck is wrong with you?"

And that’s when you lose it, doubling over in laughter as Sukuna stares at you like you’ve personally ruined his entire existence.

"IT’S A PRANK!" You wheeze, clutching your stomach. "IT’S A TREND—OH MY GOD, YOUR FACE—"

Sukuna blinks once. Twice. Then slowly, his expression darkens.

"You mean to tell me," he starts, voice eerily calm, "that you have been scratching your crotch like a damn animal—for a fucking prank?"

"Yes." You’re still laughing.

He stares at you, expression unreadable. Then he stands up.

"Yeah, I’m done," he says, walking straight toward the camera and reaching for it. "You’re fucking unbearable."

"WAIT—"

The screen cuts to black.

[therabbitthatpostthings]

The thought of Nanami having to do an video call from home and you come in to give him coffee. He kisses your hand cause you accidentally burnt it and tells you to rest for the rest of the morning but you tell him your hungry and started making breakfast already.

“I’ll bring you some when it’s done!” You already out the door.

“Don’t go overboard!” He calls.

“I’m making French toast~!”

He smiles to himself, truly blessed to married to you. His happiness is ruined by an agitating, grating voice.

“Aww Nanamin~ Your spouse is so cute!” Gojo cooed. Nanami can feel his eye start to twitch at the realization he didn’t turn his camera or mic off.

“Gojo please stay focused.” Yaga sighs.

“Alright,” he resigned “But you should know we can all see they aren’t wearing bottoms-”

You heard the door open and footsteps fast approaching the living room, “Did you finish early Kento?”

You peeked over and saw him by the front door putting his shoes on. “Why are you wearing your harness? Where are you going?”

“To commit murder.”

[mamayan]

★彡 Too Bad? ☆彡

Gyomei Himejima x Fem! Reader

I dreamt of this lol

tw: NSFW • FLUFF • Fingering (F) • Thigh Fucking •

“You’re doing so well songbird,” his voice is even and soft juxtaposed to the lewd wet squelching noises and warbled moans from your lips.

It wasn’t fair.

He had you losing your mind with two fingers inside your sopping pussy alone, but he was serene as ever doing it. Aside from a light dusting of pink across his cheeks, nothing else was different from his regular expression.

You reached out, gripping onto the fabric of his haori and tugging until he leaned down for you, slotting his soft warm lips against your own. He kisses you like he wasn’t about to ruin you with another orgasm, like he didn’t plan to add a third finger and stretch you further in preparation for his cock.

You’d both been working up to it so long, and admittedly you were a little impatient.

When his tongue slips into your mouth, your gooey walls clamp down, strangling his fingers as liquid gushed and soaks his hand.

“That’s it,” he coos, curling his fingers up and prolonging the quakes which wrack your poor sweaty body, mouth opened as if electrocuted as your mind goes blank.

“‘M-Mei—,” you can hardly even pant his name, as he sweetly kisses your clammy forehead and begins to press another finger inside.

It hurts. You don’t voice it but you don’t need to, not when your finger nails nearly break skin as they dig into his forearm, your breathing labored when he finally slides it in with the other two.

You feel heavy, so full and you know his cock is even more but you want him closer.

“We can stop at any time little bird, tell me please,” you nearly cry when he tried to pull his fingers free, clamping your legs closed and halting his movements in shock.

“No Mei! I’m okay, please, I want you, I want this.”

His lips press into a line, but he relents as he pushes his fingers back in, your overly sensitive walls fluttering and constricting as you whine.

He fucks you slowly, no real force used but just pushing and pulling required a bit strength due to how tightly you clung to his fingers.

He let his knees take his weight and free his other hand, which slid up your soft waist and to your chest, where he lightly rolled and plucked your nipples, tightening them into buds before he was letting his mouth take over. Your symphony of moans only had his cock twitching in his pants, hard and leaking as he imaged just how wonderful it would feel to be fully connected with you.

Three fingers started with an ache and ended with overwhelming pleasure as you began moving your hips for more friction, feeling the knot inside you begin twisting tighter as you sink your fingers into Gyomei’s soft short locks. Your grip only tightens, chest pushing up into his mouth for more as your back arches, before you come apart. Whining and crying as your sensitivity becomes almost painful.

Gyomei can’t see it, but he can feel the mess he’s made of you, covered in your own slick and fluids, and clearly at your ropes end as you senselessly beg for what you truly wanted.

He wanted it to.

Flipping your positions easily, Gyomei slide his haori off as he began unbuckling his belt, your hands becoming impatient and knocking his away as you took over undressing him with a huff.

He chuckles, smile dripping honey as he lets you take control. “Be easy with me song bird, I’m fragile,” his teasing isn’t lost on you, the mood already lighter despite your nerves heightening.

You’d seen him shirtless before, it was nothing to toss his top, but as you opened up his pants, and helped him bring them down his thighs, you truly couldn’t help pausing.

You must’ve stared too long, or maybe you’d made a noise. “Little bird, we can stop here and now, I promise. Hey,” your cheeks are cupped, your face turned up to look at him and you realize his kind expression is all for you in this moment. “We don’t need to rush anything, I know I’m not, hmm… I know I’m not going to comfortably fit ever, but there’s no reason it should be painful for you.”

His words only filled you with a renewed sense of warmth and vigor, as you quickly pressed your lips to his and wrapped your arms around his neck.

He held you in his lap for a moment, savoring your lips and mouth as your tongues danced until your let your legs spread wide and core nestle against his own.

He jolted from the feeling of your hot wet core pressed against his cock, and he moaned when you sat up more and slid against him. Your folds parting for the engorged shaft pressed against them, twitching as you ground against him. He broke the kiss to groan low in his throat, his own hips bucking back against you as you continued to lubricate him with your own release.

His large palms rested against your hips, only light pressure in his grip as he lets you set whatever pace you wanted.

Apparently, the pace was trying to impale yourself like a fool.

It shocked you both silly when you’d wrapped your arms around his neck and lifted up, letting his swollen reddened tip kiss your entrance, before attempting to slam down and take him at once.

“Ha!” Your cry was not of pleasure, and even Gyomei released a hiss of pain as his hands yanked your hips back up and removed you from his cock.

Your poor cunt burned, the weight and force had taken him about a quarter inside of you, but the speed gave your body no time to relax. It felt like you’d branded yourself down there, as tears welled up in your eyes because it still stung.

“Namu Amida Butsu— tsk, my love are you alright?” He didn’t sound as hurt as you, his strong arms quick to wrap you up and pull you close.

Your little sniffle does nothing to help ease his anxiety, and the pathetic “m’okay…” isn’t reassuring either.

“We’re done. Do you need to see Shinobu? We’ll get cleaned up and go see her now—,”

“Absolutely not! I’m fine! Really, I-I want to continue!” The pain was nothing compared to the embarrassment of admitting to that woman you’d harmed yourself with your lover’s cock. “Mei, we’ve been working towards this so long, a-and I’m already sort of opened up now, so let’s just—“

“No.” You freeze, taking in the serious lines of his face, and having known him so long, you knew arguing wouldn’t sway him. Nothing would now.

“I’ll respect your decision not to see Shinobu, but we’re stopping here today. I should’ve stopped us earlier…” he trails off with regret at the end, and you’re struck with a sense of unwillingness.

“Mei, this isn’t fair, I’m always the one being pleased, you hardly let me touch you, I want to make you feel good too—,” he cuts you off.

“Too bad.”

“Mei—,” his head shakes, and he’s ready to deny you again, but a spur of the moment thought helps you shut him down before he can begin.

“What if you don’t put it inside me?” He halts, mouth open but he slowly closes it again, waiting for you to continue.

You wince as you sit up a bit, the fiery pain from earlier gone and replaced with a dull manageable ache. You swallow thickly, realizing now what you’re about to ask and becoming a bit flustered. Was it weird…? You weren’t sure, but you needed to steel yourself or he’d end the night and force you both to bed after a bath.

He’s truly a man of patience, because you couldn’t count the number of times he hadn’t finished when you’d be intimate. You wanted him to fall apart like that too, like you always do.

“We, well you, could use my…my thighs.” You felt awkward, but the tilt of his head and no immediate refute was a good sigh. His arms were crossed, and he seemed to think it over for a moment.

“Okay… but you need to promise me you’re truly alright. I’m not going to use your body when you’re hurt.” You were elated, giddy almost, because a well of pride was bubbling inside you.

“I’m a little sore, but other than that I’m fine. There’s no pain anymore.” He nods, and you realize he was no longer hard anymore. Well of course he wouldn’t be, you grimace, you’d tried to break it when you slammed down on him.

“Oh! I’m sorry…” He sighs, but the smile playing on his lips comforts you, and he encourages you back on his lap. You’re happy to return his gentle kiss as he leans down.

Gentle turns to passionate, as the earlier fumble gets dismissed as you both begin rubbing and kissing one another.

His cock is quick to harden again after feeling your soft lips and knowing you were alright. He also couldn’t help the erotic thought of using your thighs, something he was a bit ashamed not to have come up with sooner.

When he felt you grinding your core against him again, he sat up on his knees, turning you so your back was against his chest. He pulls you flush against him, actually holding up all your weight and keeping you off the futon so his cock could jut out from between your legs.

The sight was debauched, your head looking down at his enormous dick covered in your sticky arousal, resting heavy between your soft smooth thighs and dripping cunt. You couldn’t help clamping them closed, as Gyomei helped you both lay on your sides, his entire chest encompassing your smaller frame.

He’s careful not to lean too much weight onto you, as he slides one thigh under yours, and the other on top, caging your legs between his own.

“Mei…?” You glance up curiously, but his brows are furrowed in concentration as you feel him begin to apply pressure and clamp your thighs even tighter. “Oh!” You gasp, feeling his cock pressed against your core so much more like this, and his own little sigh is filled with pleasure too, as he rocks his hips a little.

The glide is easy, your copious release enough to coat him thoroughly and slide between your thighs seamlessly.

“Little bird you feel so good,” his groan sends shivers down your spine, as one arms wraps around your waist and anchors you to him, his pace picking up.

He’s fucking your thighs. Cock sliding back and forth against your pussy as warmth spreads throughout you both. He keeps gently grazing your clit with his tip, the sensitive nub sparking to life your arousal as you grind back against him, moaning with him now.

You watch it, as it pops out and disappears between you, the speed in which you see it increasing as his pants and groans do.

You look up at him again, his face even more flushed and skin sweaty as he uses you like a toy for his pleasure.

Granted a toy he made cum many, many times before.

“Do you—hah, feel good Mei?” He looks down at the sound of your voice, eyes lidded and nearly closed as he nods, “You’re so wet little bird, do you like how my cock rubs against you?”

You moan, loving how the passion rises when he’s close to his release.

The erotic noises increasing as his heavy balls slap against the soaked skin of your ass, his hips beginning to add more weight as his rhythm falters.

“Mei, m’gonna—,” you gasp, feeling him angle his hips up to rub even harder against your clit.

“Me too, cum for me—,” when his cock gets even wetter as you cry out, his thighs tense and increase the pressure as he twitches and his load shoots out.

Hot cum coats you, him, and all between your thighs and pussy as he grips you in a bear hug against him and pants. His hips rutting and humping you until every pearly drop of his cum is milked.

You go limp, this orgasm finally your limit as you nearly fall asleep despite the mess you both made.

He chuckles, kissing your cheek and hair line as he releases you to sit up.

“Do you want a bath song bird, or just to clean up and go to bed?”

“I don’t know… do you want to use my mouth next time?”

He nearly choked on his own saliva. He hasn’t thought of that either…

[nadiahshaven]

good girl

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summary : continuation of we leavin.

content : connie x fem!reader. reader is black-coded. mentions of dumbification. connie has a papi kink.

translations : buena chica/good girl

wc : 480.

a/n: i feel horrible ab this chi😭 but y’all asked, so i delivered. its quite a quick read so enjoy. and also thank yall for all the love. so so so grateful. te amo!

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“you gon’ listen next time, baby? huh?”

you only nodded in response, the words being taken out of your mouth due to the ecstasy sizzling through your nerves. right after leaving the party, connie didn’t say a word. not on the way to the car, not in the car, and not during the drive home. it pushed a sense of slight fear into you, given he’d never been this silent before. however, when you both got into the house, he said a singular sentence that made you regret pushing your luck at the party.

“im’a show you how to watch ya’ mouth.”

and that’s exactly how you ended up at the edge of the bed, knees beside your head, in nothing but in your black, lace panties that were pulled to the side as connie drove his dick through you like moses when he parted the red sea. he was bowed over you, your sweaty foreheads touching while he gave you your life. your hands were going numb from how tight they gripped onto the sheets below you, having a fistful of some in each hand.

“tell me, ma.” connie repeated, not falling clueless to the way your lips were parted, and eyes almost crossing from how good he was making you feel. you couldn’t even moan properly. just grunts, groans, and heavy pants to express your pleasure.

you wanted to hear him. you wanted to respond, but anytime you tried, he’d hit that one spot inside of your walls that would send you into a state of inexplicable bliss again. connie’s hands were currently interlocked behind your head to keep it from falling back into the mattress, but he moved one in favor of grabbing your jaw with it. his thrusts slowed down from the once fast pace they were at, but became more harsh.

“say it, baby. use ya’ words.” connie coo’ed, the sound of his balls slapping against the fat of your ass in even intervals as he fed you each thrust.

“uh-huhh.“ you nodded, still not being able to put words together. the pace he was going dumbed you up even more, and he could tell too, by the slight squelch of every time he stuffed you, along with your pussy squeezing around him. though, your response still didn’t satisfy him.

“words, i said. i don’t speak in noises.” connie sped back up, in an attempt to snatch an answer from you. with this, he did.

“fuckyess- im’a listen, con-“ you said, but quite incoherently.

“who?” connie stopped completely. you immediately realized your mistake. “fix that.” he said, to which you obliged.

“im’a listen, papi..” you looked up at him with watery eyes. your vision blurred from said water as he started up again, somehow hitting an angle that you didn’t even know existed, snatching your soul from you completely.

“buena chica. now, cum fa’ papi.”

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property of @nadiahshaven.

[janluxe]

DECODE — CALEB / XIA YIZHOU

–summary; one of his daily attempts to teach you Morse code.

–contents; smut with no plot.

–wc; 536

–a/n; just an idea I wanted to entertain (:

Caleb knows Morse code.

It's no secret, considering his position in the military. But he was fascinated by this way of communication even before he got in the academy, and he even tried getting you into it as well.

Needless to say, his attempts weren't exactly fruitful.

You only bothered to learn one sentence that he had taught you, 'Caleb, is a stupid, big dummy' tapping the tip of his finger against your hand and watching you expectantly. His face brightened the moment you returned the gesture, a hint of a pink hue creeping on his face and ears.

.. / .-.. .. -.- . / -.-. .- .-.. . -... / - .... . / -- --- ... -

Which literally translated to; 'I like Caleb the most.' But you didn't need to know that.

Perhaps this time around, you'd actually appreciate the lesson. He slowly halted, still buried to the hilt inside your seeping cunt and giving you the chance to focus on his fingers. "Come on, baby, I taught you better than this." Caleb cooed, lips slowly grazing the back of your neck while his heart fluttered against the exposed surface of your back.

Your dear gege had always been unpredictable, even in the most inconvenient situations.

He was softly tapping away on the sensitive skin of your lower abdomen, the gesture seemed innocent – trying to remind you how to decipher Morse code as if his tip wasn't kissing the same cervix he bruised a few moments ago.

Your brain worked overtime, barely holding onto your sanity by a thread threatening to snap. hold, tap, hold, and he went on until you had something to work with.

-.-- --- ..- .----. .-. . / -- .. -. .

"You're not even trying, pipsqueak." His whisper was the only thing breaking the silence. Your mouth opened and then closed again, only a few shaky breaths and incoherent gibberish left your throat.

His fingers tracing small circles on the surface of your skin distracted you even more, yet you knew he was expecting an answer.

Your body fitted perfectly against his. Two halves of the same whole. His muscular yet lean figure complimented yours as he trapped you under him.

Sweat dripped down your frame while you struggled, "I don't like this game." You shifted closer to him, seeking the friction he denied you.

"Hey, hey." You could tell he was caught off guard when he twitched ever-so-slightly inside you, "How about this, if you can decode the first three letters then I'll give you what you want."

"Sounds like a deal, pips?" He hummed, feeling the subtle vibration send a shiver down your spine. He was holding back as much as you were, he was just better at hiding it.

A weary sigh escaped your parted lips before you could even process it – mind and body too fogged up with need to act properly, "Y-O-U" you spelt out, not hesitating one bit. Maybe what you had picked up from him didn't go to waste entirely.

A rush of pride washed over him, and you were there to witness his expression shifting. "Atta girl," He coaxed playfully, his usual smug glint returning on his face as he set a comfortable pace. "You're getting there, Honey. You just need more practice."

A promise and a threat. At least now you knew what he had in store for you.

[spr1ngbunnypvrin]

Home and Warmth - Drabble & Imagine

At first, it’s just silence. The kind of silence that makes you drift into the space between sleep and awareness, your body melting into the mattress. You had climbed into bed before William even got home, letting exhaustion pull you into a haze. But then—

The door creaks open.

There’s no sound beyond that. No footsteps. No sarcastic remark announcing his return. Just an eerie, absolute quiet before—

THUMP.

The unmistakable weight of another body collapsing onto your back. William.

You let out a muffled oof into the pillow, feeling the full force of him drape over you. The scent of his cologne lingers—muted now, faded with the exhaustion that clings to him. He’s still wearing his coat, which is both uncomfortable and oddly reassuring, because it means he was too tired to even take it off before seeking you out.

His arms lazily snake around your sides, one settling beneath you, the other resting just near your head. His cheek presses against your shoulder blade, his whole body heavy, warm, real. He lets out a low, grumbled sigh, his breath fanning against your skin.

"You’re in my spot, love."

You barely manage to twist your head to the side, voice muffled. “No, you’re in mine.”

There’s a deep hum—not quite a protest, but not agreement either. His grip tightens slightly, though, and he buries his face further into your back.

"Too late. Claimed it."

There’s no fight left in him. Just the slow, steady rise and fall of his breathing against you, the weight of him keeping you anchored to the mattress. He’s dead tired, but he still came straight to you.

You exhale, letting yourself relax underneath him, adjusting just enough so he can get comfortable without suffocating you.

And then, softer—almost sleepily, he mutters against your skin:

"Missed you today."

[boothillzvhs]

Cute n’ fluffy things with geto:3

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NSFW warning!

-definitely puts you in a mating press when wearin his hoodie:3

-womb fucking

-shares you with gojo

-definitely tortures your poor clit

-semi Public fucking :3

-fucks you so hard that you become stupid and your eyes become crossed

-fucks you so full of cum that it’d look like you’re pregnant :3

-forces you to make yourself cum, and if you can’t..oh boy, he’d fuck you so hard

-geto really likes breeding, and when he has a bunch of stress he takes it out on you with sex :p

- makes you bob on his cock ;3

-plugs his cum in you with his cock to make sure it doesn’t fall out

-drinks your titty milk:3

-makes you swallow all his salty/sweet cum

-his cum taste a little bit like coffee creamer (caramel kind)

-makes you lap ride him

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[yakamozz3]

❝ I know you can take it ❞

༄ 𝒻ℯ𝒶𝓉𝓊𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑔: sasuke x reader

༄ 𝒯𝒲／𝒞𝒲：fem!reader, boyfriend!sasuke, p in v, unprotected sex, dacryphilia, overstimulation, porn without plot, use of ‘good girl’, praising, choking

𝒫ℛ𝒪ℳ𝒫𝒯 ☆*:・ﾟ

Sasuke just loves you so much, but he also loves to take out his Stress on you <3

“just look at you“ sasuke cooes down at you with a grin on his face while thrusting into you with no mercy. “Taking it all like a good girl” he mockingly says cupping one of your tear stained cheeks with his hand. He just came back from a mission that night -an especially unpleasant one too- that really fucked with him, so why not fuck it out on you when he comes home he thought, and that’s what you’ve been doing ever since.

there you were submissively laying under him as he bullies his large cock into your -by now- sore little cunt. “sasuke” you slur out while other breathy whines escape from your glossy plump lips, the sound of skin slapping against each other and your sasukes groans filling the small room completely.You were completely cock drunk from his deep thrusts and his tip always hitting that one spot which makes you go insane. Your walls clenching so well around his cock, a creamy circle forming at the base of his cock from fucking your balls deep.

“sasuke” you call out again as tears well up in your ( e/c ) eyes from all of the pleasure. The way he rolled his hips, the way deep groans escape his mouth and the way your tummy bulges at his length makes you go feral. And he knows that too. “you’re too deep, I feel it in my tummy!” you barely manage to get out being too distracted from sasukes thick cock in your creamy pussy dragging against your gummy walls with each thrust making tears stream down your face.

“you feel me hm?” he replies with a breathy voice trying not to cum already, at this rate he didn’t just drive you crazy but also himself, getting lost in your wet tight pussy that was also so fucking warm he could come every second if he didn’t take pride in making you cum multiple times before he did. “Mhmm” you moan out while eagerly nod your head as a reply as he wipes away a tear from your cheek. deep groans still escaping his parted lips while his arousal washes away the anger and stress from before. “You’re so good to take your stress out on” he moans seemingly going faster, wrapping his hand tightly around your neck.

“Sasuke!” you moan out with your back arching and pussy clenching around his cock “I can’t take it anymore” you cry out with a whine and tear filled eyes watching sasuke still pounding you without a care.

“I know you can take it”.

𝒜𝓊𝓉𝒽ℴ𝓇𝓈 𝓃ℴ𝓉ℯ： this was the first thing I’ve ever written some months ago and I finally got the courage to post it! Ik it has room for improvement so if you have any critic feel free to leave it here for me!!

[i-drop-level-one-loot]

May I request a yandere naga x gn reader, [smut can be optional]

I love monster men! Sorry this took so long

Yandere!Naga x GN!Reader

CW: Death, blood, abduction, short drabble

A virgin sacrifice?

1974

The friend group of incredibly drunk college kids stood near the edge of a forest, headed by Nathan who was wielding a ridiculously goofy dagger he had found in a thrift shop, reading an incantation from equally goofy book.

"Oh Fentoo, deity of the Earth, hear our cries!" Nathan waved his dagger. "Behold, our virgin sacrifice!"

(Reader) snorted. "Who's the virgin?"

Nathan glared down at them from the stump he was standing on. "You are, now shoosh."

"But.. I'm not a virgin?" (Reader) rolled their eyes, exhausted from their friend's antics. "Why not use Gayle; he's a virgin."

The awkward nerd beneath Nathan looked up at his leader with wide eyes. "Please don't sacrifice me, Nathan."

Nathan dropped his arms to his sides, sighing, clearly upset over the amount of times his ritual was being interrupted. "Gayle's a virgin because, well.. look at him, no offense Gayle. But you're.. decent looking? Fentoo will be more likely to come if he thinks you're a virgin, right?"

(Reader) rubbed their eyes, exhausted after the amount of beer they had been chugging all night. "Right, and what happens to me when he finds out that I'm not a virgin?"

"I don't know..? He doesn't eat you?" Nathan shrugged. (Reader) couldn't tell if he truly believed in the nonsense he was spewing, but allowed him to continue regardless, ignoring him in favor for another beer.

Gayle shook, unstable on his feet. "So what do you get if Fentoo accepts the sacrifice- (Reader)?"

"Uh.." Nathan flipped through the worn out book. "Fine metals of the earth, which is his domain."

"Damn, you're going to kill me for some gold?" (Reader) playfully asked in an offended tone.

Nathan opened his mouth in a wide smile, ready to respond, but suddenly fell slack jawed, eyes nearly popping out of their sockets.

A dark shadow rose behind (Reader), engulfing them in an unnaturally coldness.

"No.. you shall receive nothing, but death."

A voice deep and gravely growled so lowly that it rumbled in the drunk adult's chest and made their knees knock together. Very slowly, (Reader) turned, alcohol failing to give them any liquid courage.

Blocking out the light of the moon, a being emerged from the trees and extended up, rising to his full height. With ink black, scaly skin that elongated beyond his waist, a half human half snake monster that was like a living shadow smiled down at the humans beneath him, the only visible feature being his bright white fangs.

His movements were faster than a lion's, launching past (Reader) and striking the two drunk men before they could run.

(Reader) was powerless as they watched their best friends get ripped apart in from of them, torn open by the monster's bare hands. Blood splattered everywhere, even hitting (Reader's) face with splashes of red.

And they could do nothing.

As he moved under the night sky, the moon now illuminated his body, revealing the blue shine to his scales and skin, the strong features of his mostly human, noseless face, and his long locks of black hair cascading freely down his muscular back. His black eyes appeared to be staring at everything and nothing, unblinking as he murdered two innocent humans.

(Reader) was ready to die. Frozen with fear, their drunken mind accepted their fate. Even after watching the god's jaw unhinge to consume the pieces that used the be their friends, (Reader) was still.

But their death never came.

They watched the monster eat until there was nothing left but blood stains, however, when he turned to (Reader), he was nothing but smiles.

"The debt has been paid." He stated while grabbing the ceremonial dagger off the grass.

(Reader's) face must have conveyed their bafflement, because the creature chuckled before explaining; "The sacrifice has been accepted. Now you shall be rewarded."

Liquid gold poured up through the dirt around the horrified young adult's feet, solidifying as it came into contact with the air.

A single tear cleaned away blood from (Reader's) cheek. "I don't want gold."

His smile grew, revealing the inhuman split in his cheeks. "Oh? And what is it that you want?"

He reached out a cold hand, caressing their stained face.

"Jewels?"

".. no."

"Iron? Copper?"

Each time they nervously shook their head 'no' it seemed to please the deity more.

"Would you perhaps.. wish for a long life? One full of joy, and free from pain?" His voice softened as he rubbed his thumb against their trembling bottom lip. They could see the round of Nathan and Gayle as they moved through his body to be digested.

More cries escaped them. "Yes, please."

As soon as the words left their lips, (Reader) was scooped into the creature's strong arms, cradling them to his chest.

"Good."

He carried his newly claimed partner towards his domain, the land of the immortal.

"I am Fe Ntu. And I'd be honored to give you joy and love, for the rest of eternity."

[xislyns]

imaging Rin itoshi 's slim fingers burried deep in you while everyone is eating in the comfort of the cafeteria, everyone blissfully unaware of whats happening below the table. his fingers going in and out at a fast pace, making you so dizzy you cant focus on what the others are saying. completely neglecting the food that had completely gone cold on the table in favour of what the dark haired boy beside you is doing.

praying that the loud boys across the table wont stop yelling and talking to eachother , or the whole cafeteria would hear the oh stoic faced rinnie making ur sweet little hole make wet and lewd sounds :((((

[11110003]

It's not sex— you don't have sex with your brother, Hitoshi.

Even as he has your legs spread, your back against his solid chest as his hand guides your hand through your folds. You can feel his intense gaze on your pussy— but that's only so that he can make sure you're doing it properly. Not because he's enjoying it, because it's weird to stare and drool at your sisters pussy. It's weird and wrong, and Shinso's just helping you out. The boner pressing against your back? Well, it's just a natural reaction. Any guy would get hard in this situation.

It's not incest, either... Shinso isn't actually touching your wet cunt, he's just guiding your hand along, moving your fingers the way he any guy with experience would! It's just to help you! He's being a good brother isn't he? Making sure you don't have to whine in your pillows at night, trying to reach a peak but never being able to. He's just being sweet on you, is all.

"Shh.. You're being too loud, dad might hear." You can feel Shinso's grin at the back of your neck, and you try to bite down the pitiful sound that tries to escape from your lips.

Shinso seems to take mercy on you this time, not too keen on being walked in with his hand draped over your own (pushing your fingers in and out of your wet pussy, your juices costing his own hands as he subtly grinds against your back). He can't help himself.

"Here, pooor baby, put my fingers in your mouth, yeah? Clean it up for me?" Shinso brings his soiled hand away from your cunt and to your lips, not waiting for a response before he pushes the digits inside of your mouth.

He practically groans as your tongue swirls around his digits.