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[strawberri-elixir]

Sleepless nights

╰⇢ Yuta Okkotsu/Toge Inumaki x Reader

" Secrets I have held in my heart, are harder to hide than I thought… "

Summary — Your second year of high school was supposed to be as boring as every other year, and for a while, that's exactly how it was. But an unexpected encounter with a mysterious boy one night suddenly makes your life more interesting.

Warnings/Contents — swearing, shit humor, sfw, death related jokes, sexual jokes, probably angst eventually, modern au, smau

Note(s) — updates will be random but hopefully close to each other! there are written portions in order to be able to properly convey the story… sorry if you weren’t expecting that- also none of the photos are mine if it’s not obvious!

Status! — complete!

Masterlist

— Meet the stars! — Profiles

Okay lover boy

Hot weirdo

Go white boy go

FML

“I’m not jealous”

Late night studying

Slander

Cool beans

Good shit

HWLP

Friend-zoned???

Demoted

Study group, go!

He wants me

Knuckleheads

Group bridge jump???

Back pains

Finals day or our final day: Stay tuned!

Denial

Skill issue

Rocks…?

Delusional???

Toddler maturity

I like- no- love you

Weekend bets anyone?

Stalker much

Tell my mother I love her

Darling???

I love you too (The original ending)

— I love you too (The alternate ending)

bonus content:

— The set up

Taglist: closed

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[perfumepalette]

🩷 Burberry Her Elixir 🩷

This perfume is pure magic—a rich, velvety blend of sweet strawberry and warm vanilla that makes me feel more feminine and coquette than anything else. It’s the kind of scent that wraps you in a soft, luxurious aura, turning heads without ever trying too hard.

[prince-liest]

I recently got very into perfumes after realizing that the V&R Flowerbomb I've been wearing for like 6+ years has become very grating to my nose over time and I needed to explore other scents, and it's absolutely wild how acute the realization that simply Walking Around While Smelling Nice improves my day so immensely is.

[obsesseddiary]

Anda, amiga, tira uma foto bem conceitual aí porque eu quero beber logo.

— Balá

[crescentofthegods]

ALL TOO FAMILIAR!

pairing: harry potter x fem!reader

request: cormac gets a little too touchy, but harry finds you just in time.

word count: 2,084

warnings: FLUFF, angsty bc cormac is a DOUCHE, cormac being weird creepy touchy etc, few swear words, not proofread!!, (lowkey suck at warnings pls tell me if i've missed anything)

author's note: OH MY GOODNESSSSS i haven't uploaded anything for like two years straight i sincerely apologise to all of my followers please forgive me. i also apologise to the anon who sent me this request bc i took so long to freaking answer it😭😭😭 feel like this is RUBBISH but i hope you all enjoy! xx

taglist: @floweringrott ♡

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THE GREAT LIBRARY had always been a solace to those who required it. Especially to you, who found comfort in the smell of parchment since Hogwarts’ supply seemed to always be fresh. The quiet lull of the area managed to put you in a state of peace too, the way everyone’s voices resounded to whispers and murmurs rather than loud babbles of laughter. There was nothing wrong with laughing, of course—it just happened to be distracting. You were actually waiting for someone, both of you having the intention to study. In front of you was your Potions revision; you were simply making notes on Everlasting Elixirs, taking your ideas from your copy of Advanced Potion Making. Crumbs of strawberry cheesecake lingered on your tongue since you had come straight from lunch, eager to get these done for Slughorn so you could finally rest. Your fingers were clasped around your favourite quill, your spare hand keeping your parchment still as you quickly wrote down every thought your mind was firing at you—

            “There you are!” a voice snapped you out of your reverie, your body going slightly rigid, reluctantly lifting your gaze to see the last person you wanted to converse with. “I’ve been looking all over for you…”

            He never gets the hint, McLaggen. Always stalking following you, always standing outside every room you exit, always loitering too close whenever you’re trying to get back to your House—never taking no for an answer. Everyone knew you as the quiet girl, rarely taking part in things like extracurriculars or school clubs. For the life of you, you could not figure out why Cormac had suddenly become… interested.

            You kept to yourself just because it was a personal preference, you barely had any friends—you were a loner.

            And that was how you liked it. Being a people person had never been your thing entirely.

            But, Cormac didn’t seem to get that.

            “Really?” you replied, your tone almost resembling the bored purrs of your very own tabby cat, who was probably lounging around in your dorm, messing up your pillows…

            How you wished you could be in her position right now.

            “Yeah…? You sound so unsurprised,” he bit his bottom lip, the light of his green eyes dimming when he noticed how quickly you stood up. You almost felt bad… Though, you remembered the way he disgustingly pursued Hermione Granger a few moons back and, fleetingly, shook all feelings of regret from your body; Cormac McLaggen was a creep.

            “Haha, right…” A half-assed chuckle escaped you, clearing your throat as you shoved the remnants of your work into the new satchel messenger bag you bought before beginning sixth year. Discerning the dire, hardened gaze of Cormac falling upon you never failed to make you shudder inside; his eyes were always so intense. So scrutinising. So… unnecessary?

            “So, uh… Potions,” Cormac began, attempting to look unbothered at the sight of you slinging your bag off your shoulder. “Wait—are you leaving already?” A sigh stumbled from your lips, your fingers moving to tuck the shorter strands (the ones that fell from your ponytail) behind the broad space of your ear, praying to Merlin himself for an escape route.

            “Yeah, um, my cat—well, she…” Kill me now. “She’s… alone in my room,” you tried to explain, pushing your chair under the desk you sit at on a regular basis, refusing to even glance Cormac’s way. “And she probably misses me—” His scoff interrupted you, your eyes flitting towards his expression, seeing the smugness in his bemused smile—what the fuck?

            “Your old, moody cat, the one that slumps around every window seat she can find, misses you?” Cormac laughed, his hand cradling his chest like he found himself funny. “This is the first time I’ve heard an excuse like that.” All you did was furrow your eyebrows, confused as to what he was implying.

            “Are you… insulting my cat?” You asked, genuinely perturbed because of his peculiar behaviour. Perhaps you were being a little peculiar yourself, but was this Cormac’s way of flirting? It made no sense whatsoever. Anyhow, your words seemed to knock some sense into the Gryffindor, regret latching onto his countenance. You were quick to turn away, murmuring an almost noiseless ‘excuse me’, speeding walking out of the library like nothing had happened.

            Legs moving as fast as they could, Cormac was right after you—he, annoyingly, had quite the Beater’s build. 

            “Wait! I’m sorry—I wasn’t insulting your bloody cat!” He always seemed to persist, much to your misfortune; Merlin, he was thick in the head. When you turned your head back around, you almost tripped, unable to comprehend how he caught up to you in seconds. “I-I was just saying that your excuse for leaving was rubbish—”

            “I’m just busy, alright, McLaggen?” you brushed him off, trying to muster up a polite smile, but it vanished from your face immediately when Cormac grabbed your arm, roughly pulling you back—a spasm of pain shot up your arm and whilst it only lasted for a moment, it still caused you to freeze, the light in your eyes disappearing entirely.

            The light in his brightened.

            “You don’t seem busy,” Cormac mumbled, his digits firm and enclosed around your flesh like a vice, your gaze lifting to his once again. Why were you always looking up? It made you feel… wrong. Like you were submitting yourself to him. McLaggen.

            He would like that, wouldn’t he?

            “McLaggen,” you said his name, your voice quiet; an eerie sort of quiet. He didn’t say anything, studying you for a moment. Suddenly, you wanted the laughter of those pestering first years, the bellows of the fourth year boys, the giggles of the third year girls to wrap around you like a blanket—you would prefer any sort of noise over the gratingly abnormal silence wafting over the empty hallway.

            The one time I don’t want to be alone.

            “You’re still calling me McLaggen? I thought we were way past formalities,” he uttered (moreso questioned), the Gryffindor’s expression changing to one of irritance, his jaw ticking as he tried to maintain his smile. He looked like he was about to barf all over his new fancy boots his father got him.

            Whatever his father’s name was.

      ��     “Uh… No,” you retorted quite bluntly, irritation overwhelming your expression in response. Who did he think he was? “Now, if you could please let go—”

            “I don’t understand what the problem is, though,” he interjected, again, his perplexity at the situation making you want to explode as you opened your mouth to speak, but Cormac was faster. “I just want to talk. We’re having a conversation and you just walk away?” His grip tightened minutely, but it was enough to make you wince, pain submerging your irritation away.

            “Ow—Cormac, you’re hurting me,” you struggled to remain confident, feeling a sense of dread engulfing your body, your mind, your soul.

            This position was all too familiar. That same thundercloud hovering over your heart, waiting to strike where it hurt the most. Even though it was protected by your lungs, your ribs, your flesh—the thunderclaps were enough to compel the chambers of your core to quake.

            “Oh, don’t be daft,” he mumbled, rejecting your plea. “You’ll live.”

            “Listen, we can talk, but can you just let go—”

            “She said let go.”

            An abrupt, deep voice broke the uncomfortable tension between you and Cormac, his grasp loosening perceptibly since he was caught. Inhaling sharply, you took your chance to rip your arm away from him completely, stepping back, rubbing your arm as your eyes stayed downcast.

            Calm down, calm down, calm down—

            “Potter.” What? Hearing Cormac’s one-word mutter led you to look towards the source of the original voice, your eyebrows crinkling in relief when you saw him.

            Harry.

            You were supposed to meet someone in the library… That someone was Harry. During the course of the year, you had been struggling to keep up with Slughorn’s lessons and Harry, kind as always, offered to help you (you didn’t know about his little cheat notes from the Half-Blood Prince and he intended to keep it that way). However, you had left early because of Cormac… prompting Harry to go look for you.

            “Thank Merlin,” you breathed, your lips pressing together when Cormac turned towards him.

            “We were just talking,” he ‘clarified’, but his words fell on deaf ears.

            “Didn’t look like it,” Harry said simply, and you took this moment to actually examine your friend. He was still in his school robes, of course, the infamous Gryffindor crest plastered upon it. His glasses rested on the crook of his nose, his blue eyes unblinking, fixed on Cormac. Jaw clenched, as was his fists. Lips pressed together in annoyance, unlike yours which were pressed together in embarrassment.

            Embarrassed because you couldn’t believe Harry had found you in this position—unable to fight back.

            You could’ve sworn there was a glint of murderous intent within the emerald hues of his eyes; even from a distance, you noticed everything about Harry.

            “Well, we were,” Cormac stated in his matter-of-fact tone, angering you further—but, Harry had it covered. It genuinely baffled you that they were both in the same House.

            “Oh, just—come off it,” Harry scoffed, pushing past him to get to you—he had been the person you wanted to see at the Great Library.

            Not Cormac McLaggen, but Harry Potter.

            But, why? Even now, as he approached you, you felt those thunderclouds morph into wisps of the sun, warmth blooming in your chest as his fingers delicately brushed over your arm, specifically the bit where Cormac had grabbed you so roughly. For some reason, Harry’s touch didn’t disgust you like Cormac’s did.

            It was because he was your friend… right? You didn’t know Cormac like you knew Harry.

            You didn’t know anyone like you knew Harry.

            “You alright?” He asked softly, his tone changing so he didn’t frighten you further; you weren’t frightened per se, but he knew situations like this made you uncomfortable. Conflict. Arguments. Loud voices…

            All too familiar.

            “Fine,” you murmured in return, grateful for how the pads of his fingers massaged your flesh, the pain which had formerly bloomed now beginning to dissipate. Lowering your gaze, Harry turned his head to see if Cormac was still standing there like a fool.

            Thankfully, the creep took one look at Harry’s six-foot-form and fled the scene, probably wanting to maintain his golden boy reputation. He may have been taller, but Harry—

            Everyone knew what Harry was. Who he was.

            A few moments passed. Both of you just stood in the vacant hallway, your expressions paired with… serenity. You preferred silence. As did Harry, especially with the Dark Lord penetrating his mind every damned hour. You didn’t know when you developed this dynamic with him out of all people—others, girls to be precise, would wonder how you ‘bagged’ the Chosen One, how you managed to get him to pay attention to you.

            But, that was the thing. You didn’t do anything.

            “We were supposed to meet at the library,” Harry spoke, his voice synonymous with the stillness of the atmosphere, his lovely eyes trying to meet yours.

            Eventually, your eyes left the floor, trailing up his uniform—his broad chest; the Adam’s apple of his throat; the sharp contour of his jawline; his rosy-coloured, heart-shaped lips; his hawk nose—and then, finding his two orbs. They reminded you of the sea, his eyes. His black pupils were like jagged basalts, a form of rock, fixed within a circle of the Atlantic. They were quite pretty, actually.

            You preferred them over the dull green of McLaggen’s eyes.

            “I got… sidetracked,” you murmured in return, nibbling your bottom lip as Harry’s hand left your arm—you almost swallowed your disappointment, but you thought too soon, his fingers finding yours instead.

            Intertwined they became.

            “I know,” he whispered. “Sorry I didn’t come sooner.”

            “You couldn’t have known,” you were quick to reply, a little surprised that he was apologising. Yet, Harry simply shook his head, a small, soft smile finding his even softer lips.

            “Actually, I think I did.” You furrowed your eyebrows, having no choice but to follow him as he began the journey back to the library, where you were supposed to be all alone. “I just… had a feeling. You know—when your chest gets all clouded and… your heartbeats start sounding like thunderclaps.”

            Oh.

            Merlin.

            “Mhm…” you hummed, looking away, your cheeks flourishing with delightful shades of red. “All too familiar.”

thank you for reading!

[heartkaji]

‪‪❤︎‬ TEEN ROMANCE !

(n) — bllk boys & their kind of love. includes : isagi yoichi, reo mikage , nagi seishiro , oliver aiku

ISAGI YOICHI ! — romeo & juliette.

dating yoichi is sweat-soaked skin pressed against sweat-soaked skin on the mink fur rug of your bedroom floor carpet. isagi is yawn slash yearning—he kisses you silly with honey on his tongue & your back pressed against your bedroom floor with thighs wrapped around like ivy on his waist. there are bruises on your neck & cherry lipstick stains his cheeks & every minute or two you have to pull away because ‘i swear i hear my mom coming up the stairs.’ even so he nibbles at your neck & traces comets on your skin because ‘don’t worry pretty, she’ll never find us out.’ your heart’s in your throat & you swear the footsteps are getting louder but all you can do is swallow your chest & pray. you hug yoichi a little tighter because unlike romeo & juliet, your story will not end in split hearts & summertime sadness.

REO MIKAGE ! — skin & a country club

super rich kids make nothing but fake friends but the ghost of reo’s lips on yours is oh-so-sloppy yet oh-so-real. his mouth tastes like raspberry syrup & strawberry chambourd & when his palms slip below the seam of your skirt you think he is grace. you know that once the party’s over & it’s time to leave the yacht you’ll go back from star crossed lovers to trust fund babies who long for something more than riches & bloodline; so you tug at his hair & guide his hold to your hips in hopes he’ll hold you tighter & never let you go.

NAGI SEISHIRO ! — lovelorn lethargy

nagi seishiro is lazy lover & lazy kisses & lazy touch on your waist, neck, everywhere. he smells like sea foam deluxe & cotton elixir but you want to crush his bloody throat between your palms because ’one more round angel, i swear it.’ it was one more round thirty minutes ago / an hour ago / an hour and a half ago & you’re only a girl so you’ve decided you’ve suffered enough. you have your coat on your shoulders & mary janes grace your feet & you’re about to leave but your waist feels warm & there’s a weight on your neck—‘m’sorry bunny, i’m all done now, yeah ?’

OLIVER AIKU ! — sex & a daydream

last week he left scars on your back / this week he left scars on your neck / next week he’ll leave scars on your heart. you hate aiku & his smart mouth but you love the way it swells & blossoms with peach smeared lip stick when you bite his lip & kiss him silly. aiku is fox teeth ripping through peach flesh—he tastes like brown sugar & warm honey in a wheat field but you can smell carolina herrera & you know it’s not yours. your heart bleeds up your throat & you should push him away but his hand’s in your hair & his palms grip your knees. you’ve got all the time in the world—you might as well kiss him now & curse him later.

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[celestiaras]

‧₊˚✧ ❛[ a shot of lust ]❜

ft. claude clawmark x f! reader — ttt, nijisanji en

╰₊✧ while testing out potions, you take an experimental sip gone wrong & your friend isn’t half as innocent as he seems┊2.2k words

contains: smut!! dom reader & sub claude┊slight dubcon, reader is mean but claude is into that, unintentional (high-key nonconsensual) drugging with an aphrodisiac, kinda unrequited feelings but requited lust, making out, marking & biting, slight masochist claude, spit as lube, degradation, unprotected piv on a chair (because you guys are nasty like that), implied multiple rounds

➤ author's note: oh my god, i’ve been starving you guys again, i’m so sorry, i’ve been hit full force with squid game brainrot. this isn’t my best work, but i’m slowly getting back into niji because it’s my first vtuber family and i miss them :( 

potion-making is a refined art that is desirable to all with its effectiveness in battle or healing properties yet mastered by few with how dangerous or explosive results could be with something simple as an extra drop of dragon’s blood becoming fatal. personally, you’re willing to take the risk of the deadly consequences when it comes to elixirs of speed to slay your opponents before they could even blink.

for these very reasons, you study the craft under your fellow adventurer and close confidant claude clawmark. admittedly, he wasn’t your first choice regarding mentors with his messy workspace and questionable habits, but he was willing to teach you for free so you agreed. even victoria and kunai were unsure of your decision but figured that if anyone could handle the eccentric cleric, it would be you. even though this was something you took upon yourself to learn, you really didn’t like being cooped up in his shop all day while taking orders from customers and spending all day mixing strange components. you miss going out and looting dungeons with your guildmates, but learning through experience would certainly be worth it in the amount of gold you could save by making your own potions (people really pay for the expertise of a professional rather than the collected common loot dropped to make them).

the wooden table in the center of the room had a batch of roughly fifteen glass vials filled with strength potions for a customer, a finished half of the order while working on producing the other half of invisibility. you placed a sealed jar of fermented spider eyes on the table for your partner to brew and went to go grab some night vision potions for the base, but you noticed an odd bottle filled with a shimmering pink liquid that stood out among the batch of dully-colored royal blue potions on the self. it clearly wasn’t organized on the right shelf, but it didn’t have a label nor did its appearance match any of the others. “hey claude, do you remember what this is supposed to be?”

he turned his head to examine it for a second before continuing his work, “eh, i’m not actually sure. maybe you should test it out.”

oh yeah, another thing about potions is that if you aren’t sure what it is, you have to try it out yourself. there are tons of healing medicines all over the place in case someone got poisoned, so you drank it without hesitation like you’ve done plenty of times before. it tasted artificially of strawberries and cream, not an uncommon flavor to mask the usual strange medley of ingredients, but it left a weird aftertaste of bittersweetness on your tongue. you didn’t feel any different nor see any change looking in the mirror so perhaps it was simply a base potion that didn’t have any magic added yet, leaving you to go on with your day after placing the empty glass into the sink.

it didn’t hit you full-force as soon as you swallowed it, but the effects were slowly but surely taking hold of you. it started with you feeling warm, taking off your jacket and touching your face, wondering if there was a sudden change in room temperature for some reason. your breathing steadily became more labored even though you weren’t moving around much, trying to take deep breaths through your mouth in a futile attempt to clear your fogged mind and soaking a towel in water to pat away the perspiration beginning to form on your forehead.

were you ill and coming down with a fever? it didn’t feel like any virus you’ve ever had, felt more like… it was definitely from that unlabeled potion you drank earlier, but why would he leave such a thing lying around if it was really what you thought? this was really why you were warned to get a proper tutor instead of a cleric known for fumbling his belongings. the sun had begun to set and the shop would close in about fifteen minutes anyway, so you decided to wait it out even though it felt borderline unbearable. leaning back on the table, you think there must be an antidote or something somewhere to counter it, but you were interrupted before you could get up and look for it.

“are you okay? you look sick,” claude mentioned, taking off his tool belt equipped with various gadgets and moving away from his station to check in on you. “do you… need help with anything?” he took off his glove to gently press his hand against your forehead followed by your cheek to test your temperature, suddenly feeling conscious of his presence with the proximity and feeling his breath on your skin as he stared intently at your face.

you never paid too much attention to his looks, but you suddenly found yourself studying his appearance now that he was so much closer to you: his long opalescent locks that were neatly tied in a ponytail tossed over his shoulder, his sleepy eyes that shifted from magenta to aquamarine, how built he actually was with his broad shoulders that well defined his frame— was he always so handsome?

“hey… claude…” you felt like a living furnace with lit coals that were bursting at the seams, fire burning into desire at your core and could only be quenched by the man standing in front of you. vivi and kunai aren’t the best at keeping secrets (especially when it’s past midnight at a sleepover), you knew he had a crush on you or at the very least found you attractive. either way, he wouldn’t reject you at the moment unless he considers the friendship on the line, and you were willing to bet everything on that.

his eyes met yours, staring deeply into them while waiting for you to finish your sentence. the tension was so palpable that it could be cut with a knife and you sighed, closing your eyes and leaning forward to break it with a kiss. you couldn’t see his reaction, but he didn’t flinch nor did he pull back, instead reciprocating it once he seemed to process it.

it took some of the edge off, but you still felt insatiable and starved for more of him. slipping your hand to the back of his head and intertwining it with his hair, you deepened the kiss and began to dart your tongue out to ask him to part his lips. you had no way to know what he was really thinking, but he seemed to be understandably confused about the whole thing and yet he didn’t deny you or offer an ounce of resistance. he obediently followed your motions and let you take the lead, just how you liked it, even whimpering slightly when your tongue gently brushed against his and felt the cool titanium pierced through it.

oh, when you heard that sound escape his lips, something feral awakened within you. “fuck…” you placed your hands on her shoulder and swung him around, roughly shoving him down onto a nearby chair and splitting his legs apart with a knee in the middle while continuing to kiss him roughly. fiddling with the hem of his clothing, “is this okay?”

he blushed a deep red as if the gravity of the situation was only hitting him now that you were requesting for content, “y-yes! of course! totally!” he mentally cringed, his ass did not just say ‘totally’ when his crush of over a year was asking if it was okay to fuck him.

thankfully for him, you didn’t seem to mind in the least bit and fervently began to strip him of his clothing, pulling his black top over his arms and tossing it haphazardly on the floor. his strapping frame was even more evident with his bare chest exposed to you, pretty unblemished ivory skin that was just begging to get marked up and bruised. you were quick to leave one last kiss on his lips before lowering your head to suck on his neck, watching a dark purple-red hickey bloom on the spot. you repeated this process a few times before outright sinking your teeth into his tender flesh, finding yourself unable to refrain from behaving like a wild animal even though you were trying your hardest to hold yourself back. 

meanwhile, claude felt like he was dreaming and was almost light-headed by your touch. he allowed you to use his body as you pleased, like a doll for you to play with and abuse. the pain didn’t even register as such to him, feeling more like ecstasy shooting through his veins wherever your mouth found itself as his eyes rolled back like the pathetic fool he was.

“fuck, i feel like i’m going crazy,” you groaned, adjusting your position to sit on his lap and pulling back his pristine white pants to reveal his leaking cock before holding out your palm. “spit.” he complied, taking a moment to gather saliva in his mouth before spitting a clear glob into your open hand which you smeared all over his dick to act as makeshift lube.

the heat was really beginning to get to you like the wrath of a thousand suns, prickling at your skin and causing you to pause your actions to remove your own clothing. you didn’t notice until you were fully nude the way he was staring at you like he had just witnessed the unfiltered beauty of a goddess for the first time. maybe if it was another day under different circumstances, you would have felt soft at his obvious affection and admiration towards you, but unfortunately, you were feeling nothing but irritation due to the effects of the drug.

you extended an arm to push him back so he was sitting properly against the chair instead of slouching, moving to straddle him and finally, finally, lined up his angry red tip with your entrance before sinking into it. claude gasped as he buried his face into your chest, unable to rut into you as he so desired with your purposefully straining your weight on him. 

despite not being able to think straight, your dominance over him was made clear as you set your own pace, ignoring the strain beginning to form in your thighs as you worked your way up and down his length. his size was perfect, not too difficult to take, and also able to hit all of the right spots.

despite not being allowed to put in any work, claude’s heart was hammering in his chest like he was running a marathon with strands of hair sticking to his face thanks to the beads of sweat that formed on his forehead. he struggled to find a place to put his hands with your hips moving too fast for him to grip and the little groan you would let out in the precipice of pleasure and disdain each time he tried to touch you elsewhere led to him simply gripping the sides of the wooden chair he was seated on, basically hold on for dear life while chasing an orgasm to snap you out it. 

“you did this on purpose, didn’t you, you little freak?”

“h-huh?”

“you wanted me to drink that potion, didn’t you? so that you would get fucked like a whore, just how desperate are you?”

he opened his mouth to deny the accusation but found himself unable to and let out a pathetic whimper instead. how could he deny it when it was completely true? he didn’t think you would actually drink it, only planted it on the table and allowed for chance to take the reins, but he didn’t think anything was actually going to happen.

still, there wasn’t a single ounce of regret in his body, even if you were being a little mean to him. he didn’t mind how your sharp words cut into him, it made him dizzy if anything. 

you began to slow down as the ache of constant bouncing was catching up to you, moving your hand to circle your clit and crying out when you felt yourself unravel at the contact. feeling your velvety walls pulse around him had him following shortly after when you lifted yourself off of him, causing him to finish on your lower stomach in pretty white splatters.

both of you were exhausted at the exhibition of energy on top of the long day before this situation occurred, breathing heavily as you got off the chair in favor of leaning against the table with your shaky legs. 

he couldn’t read your reaction, if the gravity of what just happened had sunk in yet or if you were still basking in the satisfaction of your climax. it made you glow in a way, making him dumbfounded and unable to meet your eyes. “i-i should go…” in a matter of minutes thanks to his stupidity, he just went from a good friend to a lowly slut in your eyes all because you were able to see right through him like glass.

however, you grabbed his wrist and pulled him back towards you, nude bodies pressed flushed against each other, kissing him fervently again with a slightly crazy edge to your actions. “yeah, no, you aren’t going anywhere. you started this mess, you’re going to help me out until the potion wears off or until we both pass out.”

[luvvyouforever]

my girlfriend (wife) is a witch - sdv harvey x reader

-> in which our beloved small town doctor falls in love with the new resident who just so happens to own a black cat, offer tarot readings in her farmhouse, and loves nothing more than a full moon.

-> not an accurate depiction of witches, just something fun, short, and sweet, harvey's a cutie patootie!

"so, this card seems to be say that your business is gonna take off, which is strange considering your only available pool of patients is about thirty people who all already have yearly appointments booked."

harvey let out a deep chuckle, one that came from the pit of his stomach and traveled up through his chest. to the left of him was a stack of tarot card decks, with crystals stacked on top of those. to his right was an steadily flowing stick of incense that surrounded the backyard patio in a soft haze of lavender.

"maybe the citizens of zuzu will start making their way out here just to see lil' ole me," he said. his fingers toyed with the edge of one of the cards displayed on the table.

you shrugged your shoulders and began to shuffle your deck again, searching for another card. "you never know! the cards once said that lewis and marnie were secretly together and look what happened there! you can't doubt 'em."

harvey chuckled again then, remembering the moment you had bursted into the farmhouse, screaming about finding lewis's purple shorts in marnie's bedroom, all but confirming your suspicions that had been growing for seasons.

he was never much of a believer in anything but the real, practical world. as a doctor, he never allowed himself to indulge in the supernatural or superstitious. going under a ladder is bad luck? not for dr. harvey. however, the moment he fell in love with you, he let himself get absorbed into the world of daily tarot pulls, of drying flowers, of black cats, of full moons, of everything you loved.

snap! snap! "hellooo, earth to harv, please!" your voice snapped him out of his reverie and he noticed two new cards on the table.

"what do those say, dear?" he asked sweetly.

"well, this one says you should give in to spontaneity sometime today and this one is telling me that we should consider forgiving someone's faults," you said, admiring the foil art of the card.

"hmm...maybe i can spontaneously forgive george for verbally accosting me when i recommended that he lower his sodium intake," harvey suggested with a fake thoughtful fist on his chin.

"i think he'd be more open to drinking the elixirs and syrups i make in the basement before eating a salad, hon," you said with a laugh.

after the last pull, you slowly collected every card into a neat pile and tucked them back into their original packaging. harvey admired your handiwork as you placed your crystals back into a wooden box gifted to you by robin. with a smile, you looked up at your husband, only to find him staring at you with love-filled eyes.

you asked, "what are you looking at, huh?"

harvey shrugged his shoulders but made no move to turn his gaze away. "can i not look at my sweet, hard-working wife?"

with a playful roll to your eyes, you stood from the chair and planted a kiss on harvey's head. "speaking of hardworking, i have some strawberries that need harvesting! would you like to come help, my sweet, caring husband?"

harvey gladly stood and followed you through the backyard, into the house full of plants and charms hanging from the ceiling and walls, and out to the porch. at his heels was your black cat, meowing relentlessly for attention. on the porch, he slid on his gardening gloves and sun hat (sun protection is very important, he'd always say, and he always forced you into a straw hat at least).

perhaps his form of spontaneous forgiveness was forgiving himself for not admitting to his feelings earlier, for stressing so hard about finding someone to love, for not knowing sooner that this was always where he was meant to be, tarot cards and black cats and all.

[moon-princess-93]

Catch-22 Sylus Fanfic 18+

Synopsis: I'm not locked in here with you, you're locked in here with me. Sylus has his pretty little bird in a cage for real and now it's play time.

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT 18+

Word count: 1500~

Putting Sylus in a cage was a good idea, right? He was mad with frenzy elixir, it was to protect you and him or at least you had thought so. You looked at him from outside the cage. “Are you going to behave?” you questioned. He was sitting turned away from you in the cage with his back leaned up against the side before rolled his head towards you and sneered, “You’re the only one with the key, I trust that you’ll do the right thing and keep me here for the night.” You pouted, of course you were going to keep him here. It was for his own good! It wouldn't hurt to chain him up though as an extra step in security though.

Before unlocking the cage you glance at Sylus. “Now you be a good boy and stay where you are. I’m just gonna put these chains on you.” you say in your best tough voice. He chuckled, “Of course, master.” You unlocked the door and stepped inside then locked the door behind you, keeping Sylus in your peripheral at all costs. It was like a predator was watching their meal willingly walk into their mouth. Sylus watched with hunger as you grabbed one cuff off of the floor and turned back to him before clasping it onto his wrist. It clinks into place, as you let his hand go after doing so he lets his hand glide across your hand. He grins at you with a wolfish grin before the chains start to rise to the ceiling, pulling him off of the floor. You turn around to go back for the other cuff, cheeks burning from being under his gaze, you try to keep your focus on the task at hand.

Before you know it, Sylus grabs you and is grinding his heavy cock into you from behind like an animal in heat panting into your ear. You gasp as his thick, hot girth rubs between your ass cheeks, making your panties wet and cheeks burn even hotter. You thought you were being smart by locking him up in the cage, but he had other plans in store for you before you even entered. You had only gotten one of his arms chained to the ceiling before he silently attacked you, how were you going to get the other one locked up? “Now Sylus, you said you were going to be good!” you start to panic, frantically trying to think of a plan. “I am being good.” he murmurs into your hair as he takes a big whiff. He hums with content as your strawberry shampoo graces his senses.

The frenzy elixir was driving him crazy, but your pheromones weren't helping in the matter. He licked up your neck along your pulse causing your heart beat to pick up. “You like that don't you, little bird?” He nipped at your ear after his long lap up your neck making your knees shake. Your head was starting to get dizzy, but you had to focus! Without realizing it he had grabbed the cuff out of your hand and closed it around your wrist.

  The clink of it locking echoed into the room, but it didn't register in your mind until he pulled on your chain to make sure it was closed. You start to really panic now as the chain starts to rise to the ceiling like his did earlier. You try to pull away from him, but to no avail because he has a firm grip around your waist pulling you into him. His chained arm has a hold of the chain to yours clinking together like windchimes. “Let go of me!” you try to sound assertive, but inside you were terrified of what he’d do. He chuckles darkly “Not yet. Not when you're so close.” He lets go of your waist to slide his hand down your leg to the hem of your skirt. You shiver at his gentle touch as he lifts your skirt up to expose your black lacy panties. Sylus’ eyes are hungry as he takes in the view of your wet panties with a grin on his face like he won the lottery.

Sylus grazes your hard clit as he runs his hand up and down the front of your panties. Something primal rumbles in him before he rips off your panties. You yelp from the unexpected cold air on your now exposed, drenched sex. Sylus shoves two fingers into your mouth. “Suck.” he commands, but you bite his fingers before you think about sucking on anything. He hisses at you before digging his fingers into your tongue making you yelp in pain. “That’s a bad girl. I said suck, not bite! You better change that attitude.” he growled at you. His pupils blown wide from the frenzy elixir, but his right eye still gave off that crimson glow. You begin to suck on his fingers while he rubs his bulge against your sex. 

Making you gag on his fingers, the squelching noises from your mouth make your folds begin to drip onto his leather pants. After pulling his wet fingers out of your mouth, he starts to rub them through your folds until he comes to your throbbing clit. You moan at the sudden stimulation before biting your lip, trying to stifle your pitiful moans. You didn’t want to arouse Sylus any more than he already was, you had to get out of this cage somehow. Sylus comes up to your ear again and nips at it. “There’s no escape from me now, sweetie. You should have never come into this cage.” chuckling at your futile attempts to escape his grip. 

He unzips his pants to release his bulging cock from his tight leather pants eliciting a surprised gasp from you. His cock was deliciously thick with two silver bar piercings on the underside of his dick. “Like what you see, kitten?” He licked his lips with an impish smirk on his face. “N-No… I-” you stammered to get words out of your mouth, but your mouth watered at the sight. Sylus gripped your free wrist and spun you around. Ramming his cock between your folds all the way up to your clit making you squeal from the intrusion. “Let me make you feel good.” he rumbled, wrapping his free arm around your waist again and biting your neck. “S-Sy..” you whimper, feeling his warm cock pulse between your wet folds. “I know, you want it so badly, don't you?” he teased his hard cock mixing your love juices with his precum before ramming into your weeping hole. You see stars flash instantly into your vision as he begins his tortuous rhythm of slamming into your gummy walls. 

The chains connecting the two of you clang together from Sylus rutting into your tight pussy like an animal. His grip on the chains tightens to try and keep you in place as he continues to slam into you. Sylus leaves a trail of love bites along your neck as he’s plunging in and out of you. “Too stunned to act up, kitten?” he muses at the side of your fucked out face. “U-uh, n-no…” you mumble out as the piercings on his cock rub into your gummy walls just right. You drool out the side of your mouth as your core begins to tighten, making you clench around his cock. Sylus grins against your ear. “Cumming so soon? I thought you were tougher than that?” he chuckled darkly before reaching down to rub on your clit. You tightly grab onto his wrist to make him stop, but he reaches your clit first. You mewl as he starts to overload your senses with pleasure.

Fuck, you were gonna cum no matter at this pace and he wasn’t going to stop until that frenzy elixir was out of his system. “N-no, stop… S-Stop Sylus.” you plead with him, but that only spurs him on to keep rubbing your clit. “I don’t think so.” he growled as he nipped your neck and his pace rutting into you picked up as well in time with his rubbing. Your gummy walls tightened around him making Sylus groan in your ear. “Come on, baby. You can let go. We have all night.” he murmured into your ear when you tumbled over the edge. Cumming so hard that your vision blacked out along the edges. Your gummy walls clamp down on Sylus’ dick causing him to shoot ropes into your warm core. 

He thrusts a few more times riding out both of your highs until the two of you are left panting. “Don’t think just cause you came once, that I’m done with you.” Sylus pulls you off of him leaking out cum out of your hole before spinning you around to look at him. He holds your chin looking down at you with a devilish grin, his eyes glowing a bright crimson color. “This little bird won’t be flying anywhere soon.”

[strawberri-elixir]

Café Chronicles

╰⇢ Megumi Fushiguro x Reader

“ Oh, home, let me come home, home is whenever I’m with you… ”

Summary — You were fully prepared to build a new life for yourself when you moved to Tokyo. To get a job and start your path towards graduation. What you weren’t prepared for, however, was how a certain boy would gradually start changing your life. For better or for worse.

Content/Warnings — Coffee shop au, College setting, modern au (no curses), shit humor, swearing, jokes about dying, smau, jealousy, slight mentions of violence, probably a little bit of angst, sfw

Note(s) — Updates might be a little bit scattered since I still have school to focus on, but I will update whenever I can! And as usual, I don’t own any of the photos used!

Status — Ongoing!

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

— Y/n’s Besties — Megumi’s Group

Slave

(Respectfully) Die

B r o

Freaks

DEEZ NETS

God’s favourite

Peanut gallery

…

…

Taglist! (50/50) — CLOSED!

@sur-i-ki @taelattecookie @nnasv @sillygoose3082 @swissy23 @annoying-bitxh @wearetheexception @bananasquash @b4tm4nn @polarbunny @xosren @helix-frscr @mixzimi @morgyyyyyyy @maya-maya-56 @ayxnxr @chuyasthighs0 @sereniteav @1l-ynn @lacrimae-lotos @cre8inghavoc @shotos-angelic-whore @lysaray @herdemisee @gabirii @ladytamayolover @lavender-hvze @shinsukeee @jayathelostdragon @dremerys @xbarrjallenx @bruisedstarss @camilo-uwu @r0ckst4rjk @dreamxiing @k4sss133 @mellozhi @0range-juiceee @liesthelunarlover @luciiferslover @mo0nforme @minzxec @bitchycloudstrawberry @rzcnlb @tsuyukix @minidrake @woahguy278 @nnnyxie @satorups @strxkbylightning

Bold means I can’t tag you for some reason :[

[soy-garbage]

JJK SMAU RECOMMENDATIONS ! PART 2 !!

Hello everyone!! I finally got around to do part 2 of jjk smaus!! hope y'all enjoy it and again all the credit for the works goes to the amazing authors who made them, and if you wrote any of these and are seeing my post: AAA Thank you for the great content!!! ≧◡≦<33 keep being amazing!! (part 1 here!)

(Completed: ✿)

(On going: ★)

･:*SMAU SERIES! :

SpellBound / Megumi Fushiguro x Reader ✿

･:*synopsis// By no means did you hate soulmates, you just hated that he was your soulmate. not like megumi was ecstatic that he was your soulmate either. but that’s fine, both of you found someone else to keep you company.

Show Me How / Yuta Okkotsu x Reader ★

･:*synopsis// What happens when fans catch you eyeing yuta on your friends stream? could it be something more?

Soft and Lightweight / Megumi Fushiguro x Reader ★

･:*synopsis// In which megumi confesses to his sister's best friend after accidentally drinking at a party and how they try to go back to their original relationship afterwards. However, no matter how much they try to ignore each other and act like everything's okay, the awkward tension and growing heartbeats cannot be hidden.

You Always Had Me / Gojo Satoru x Reader ★

･:*synopsis// what would you do if your hot best friend agreed to fake date you to make your ex-boyfriend jealous? Will it ruin your friendship or will it prevail into something more?

≡Open Chat ≡Open CH / Gojo Satoru x Reader ★

･:*synopsis// Two streaming groups are introduced to one another through their chat and find out they happen to go to the same university. When they decide to collaborate an interesting bond begins to form between two individuals. When the internet is involved within your love life it’s natural that things begin to turn rocky, especially when the two has a not so cute background following them.. how do they get their name out there and release to the media that things aren’t as they seem? or how do they do they come to terms that they’ve became closer then they’ve realized.

Fashion Flirt / Megumi Fushiguro x Reader ✿

･:*synopsis// You’re a fashion student in your first year of college, beginning the end of 2nd semester project, which just so happens to be designing a collection of 3 outfits to be modeled at a fashion show in late May. Your classes host model auditions for designers like you to go pick your models. While everyone is able to write down a max of 20 people, there’s one boy that catches your eye you hope ends up in your final 3.

Sleepless Nights / Yuta Okkotsu/Toge Inumaki x Reader ★

･:*synopsis// Your second year of high school was supposed to be as boring as every other year, and for a while, that's exactly how it was. But an unexpected encounter with a mysterious boy one night suddenly makes your life more interesting.

Falling for you (and your streams!) / Megumi Fushiguro x Reader ★

･:*synopsis// Yn, a streamer who is roommates with Maki, Toge and Yuta, meets Maki's girlfriend on a certain stream. But what happens when Yn catches the eye of Nobara's best friend?

Flirting and Caffeine / Nanami Kento x Reader ✿

･:*synopsis// where yn, a newly hired barista (thanks to her brother) who also happens to master the reversed curse technique, meets Nanami Kento, a grade 1 sorcerer who favours the specific cafe that yn has started working at. He suddenly favours that cafe a little more than usual.

･:*SMAU ACCOUNTS! : 

@lilsillycat

@saintkaylaa

@inmaki

@threewholeants

That's it!! if y'all would like me to do another part, please let me know!!!

check out all the accounts i tagged! i love their content and i'm sure you will too<3

thank you for reading ♡( •ॢ◡-ॢ)✧˖° ♡

( All the credit of the smaus goes to the accounts who made them! : @4phskingdom @strawberri-elixir @bryngmemoney @wmuffy @satoluv @bbunisre @satcrvz @todayisawthewhxlewxrld )

[kabukinomoe]

HOW I STAY SMELLING GOOD ALL DAY - BETTER CR

Warning: I haven't tried like 99% of these products in this reality.... and I also scripted that I smell like strawberries and vanilla all the time, but... still gotta keep yourself clean, even in your dr!!

Smelling good all day isn't easy. There are a lot of products, time spent, and, of course, money involved. But is it worth it? Absolutely. I always get compliments from my friends and at school based on how I smell, and the BEST compliment you can get is from someone telling you that you smell good. Now, how do I keep myself smelling good every day? Well, first, it starts in the shower.

First, get yourself an antibacterial soap. I prefer Dial, but you can also use Dove or any other brand. Take a washcloth, or even an African net sponge, and rub ALL over your body, but NOT your vagina. I use an African net sponge because I find it gets me a better everyday exfoliation, but some people find it a little too harsh and only use it a couple of times a week. Also, for your vagina, get yourself an UNSCENTED body bar. This time I prefer Dove.

2. This is only 1-2x a week, but then you get your scented body scrub and use it on your body, again, NOT on your vagina.

3. If you're doing an everything shower, then this is where you shave. I scripted that I don't get any body hair, so this isn't needed for me. ^^ If you're like me, or not doing an everything shower, get your scented body wash and a silicone scrubber. You can use a loofah, but I prefer a silicone scrubber because it doesn't get bacteria as easily as a loofah does!

4. Body oil time!! Use baby oil or a body oil! Makes your skin super duper soft and sleek.

5. Moisturize!!! Put this on top of the body oil. You can use either lotion or body butter. I prefer lotion because I don't like getting the body butter under my nails </3

6. After alllll of that, it's now time for perfume, perfume oil, and body spray! My FAV perfume for smelling like strawberries and vanilla cream is the Burberry Her Elixir. I put these on my pulse points! Then I use the Bath and Body Works 'Strawberry Snowflake' body mist, and then I use a vanilla-scented perfume oil! Perfume oil is very much optional, so don't feel pressured to put it on. Make sure to put on your deodorant afterward <3 I use the Dove spray deodorant in the scent 'apple and white tea.'

And that's how I keep myself smelling good all day, every day! I usually keep a small perfume bottle and put some perfume in it to keep myself smelling good at school or when I go out. Thank you for reading if you made it this far <33

some dividers by @si-eunnis

[anticanonsposts]

König's first time getting high...

cw: obvi (legal) drug use, (don't do drugs unless they're legal, safe, and you are of age <3), sex p in v, oral m and f receiving, porn w/ a little plot, pining, overstimulation, nastiness <3

wc: 1,700+

nsfw below the cut, you know the drill-mdni interact

“Are you sure you wanna try this?” you ask for the umpteenth time. 

König had asked to take one of your edible gummies to get high and then to have sex with you. He had never been high before so you opted to stay sober, in case he started panicking or got paranoid. Given his personality and his time in the military you never knew for sure when something like a panic attack would be triggered. On top of that, he was adamant that he really would like to have sex with you while high. You also made sure to get his consent beforehand, seeing as he would soon be inebriated.  

“Yes liebling, I feel very safe with you. I’ve never tried them before, and you only live once ya know.” he replies leaning back on your bed popping the strawberry flavored gummy into his mouth. 

You had turned on (insert comfort tv show here) for background noise, and to wait for the gummy to kick in. Once it did…

König was all over you. Laying side by side he clumsily pulled your body on top of his, keeping one hand pressed against your back as to keep your body pressed against his. His other hand traced along your jawline giving you hungry kisses, completely enveloping you with his mouth. 

Kissing him back, with your hands braced against his shoulders you started to grind your clothed core to his clothed crotch. He soon caught on, he gripped both of your hips and started to guide your movements up and down his growing hard on. Yearning for more he, while still kissing you, starts pulling at your clothes, desperate to expose more of your skin to him. Sitting up he simultaneously pulls your shirt/bra up to expose your chest. Now he does pull away, his eyes fixated on your beautiful titties, sitting so pretty for him, nipples hard, such cute buds. 

“You can put your mouth on them babe” you say giggling a bit, breaking him out of his trance before he takes one of your nipples in his mouth, circling it with his tongue, sucking and flicking his tongue to tease you. While kneading the other in his hand, he switches after a minute, completely just savoring your body in his arms. Then he traces kisses up your chest, to your neck, and eventually to your lips again. 

Everything is a blissful blur to him, your hips moving against his, your gasps and mewls, your fingernails grazing across the skin of his shoulders, digging into them. His dick straining against his pants yearning for more friction, his tip becoming more red and leaky. Gently he flips you and moves you to your back. 

Ridding yourself of your shirt you start to shimmy out of your shorts and spread your legs in front of him. Quickly he rids himself of his shirt and pants and situates himself between your legs, placing a pillow under his dick. He begins slurping and licking at any part of your pussy he can reach, grinding into the pillow below him for any sort of relief. The plush of your thighs is pressed between his forearms and shoulders, his fingers digging into you, keeping your legs spread for him. 

Groaning and moaning into your pussy, lapping as if you were leaking the elixir of life. His tongue was applying pressure to your entrance and his nose rubbed against your clit perfectly. You felt the band in your stomach grow tighter and tighter. Gripping his hair you start grinding your core up and down his face which earns a small chuckle from him. Finally, as your moans get higher and higher your legs tense as he moves you through your orgasm. 

Desperately trying to catch your breath, König just continues his lapping, turning you into a writhing, wailing mess under him. 

“K-König..I came! I came! Please!” you manage to groan out, voice hitching at the end as he gives a particularly harsh suck to your clit.

“M-sorry, it's just too good, schatz, please just give me one more” he mutters back to you, barely pulling away from your oversensitive folds. 

Earning a loud whine from you he starts to rub your thighs trying to soothe you. “Just one more ok?” 

He was such a fucking liar, you gave him one more orgasm, and then another, and another, and another until you couldn’t count anymore and you could do nothing but lay there and grip his hair pleading with him to be done. However in the back of your mind you knew the phrase that would get him to stop and you weren’t using it. As much as you were over sensitive you couldn’t bring yourself to end the pleasure. 

After what feels like an eternity after coaxing ANOTHER orgasm out of you, he pulls back. Your eyes blown with lust trail up to his face. His mouth and chin gleaming with your arousal. Eyes raking down your body, he leans forward, lining his dick up with your entrance. 

“Wait!” you say with enough fervent that would normally concern König but in his high haze it did not. For the love of god your pussy needed a break, at least for a bit.

Gently you took his abs/sides in your hands and guided him to lay on his back, then quickly nestled yourself in between his thighs. 

Looking up at him, he is making desperate huffs and puffs, his poor dick is just aching for any kind of contact from you. 

You figure you might as well return the favor, and the teasing, whether it was intentional or not. So you start by giving open mouth kisses and licks up and down his shaft, palming his tip, and the poor man is aimlessly bucking up into your mouth and hand.

“Bitte bitte bitte.” he pleads with you so you oblige and take his head into your mouth. After swirling your tongue around his tip you start to suck and bob your head up and down, taking more of him as you go. 

Eventually you find a good rhythm and take as much of him in your mouth as you can and use your hand on the rest of him, bracing your other against his thigh. Moans and mewls of praise coming from him the entire time, everything just feels too good. Then with an upwards thrust and a loud “OHhhh mein gott!!!” he cums filling your mouth. Carefully you swallow around him, and release him with a wet pop. Then your eyes dart up to his, then smirking you bring your mouth back down to his shaft. 

“Uh uhhh” he says, gripping your jaw with one of his oh so large hands, harder than he normally would, but not enough to hurt. Brining your mouth to his, his teeth graze yours as he desperately drinks you in once more in a starved kiss. 

Gently, you climb your way up but he just hauls you toward him. Then pulling away from him, both of you gasping for air, you line yourself up with him, his hands now resetting on your love handles. Slowly sinking down onto him, you both let out a deep sigh before giving him a small nod. Bracing one hand on his thigh behind you and one against his chest, you gently start rocking your hips back and forth, up and down increasing your speed as you go. 

“Liebe, you feel so fucking amazing” he chokes out as you continue your now fast pace, leaning over and practically gnawing on this man’s neck. 

You give a hum in response before he is bringing your hips forward slightly, keeping them in place as he uses the leverage to fuck up into you. Now completely overwhelming your senses, all you can do is lean back up, and grasp onto his hands, helping guide him guiding you on his dick. 

His eyes keep flicking back and forth from your face, to your tits, to where your bodies meet. “Can you come one more time for me schatz? Hmmm?” he pants sitting up and locking his right arm around your lower back. 

At this point all you can do is nod, moan, and grip onto his shoulders. “OOOhh fUck!” you mewl out while his other hand comes up to cradle your jaw, bringing his lips to yours one last time. Absolutely swallowing you, mind, body, and soul at this point. Nothing but his lips on yours are keeping you grounded in reality. Entire body is on fire, lips swollen and red, feeling like every muscle in your body is tensing. The band in your core tightening once again as he drinks in all of the moans and whimpers coming from you. Quickly, you snake a hand down to your clit and start rubbing lazy circles. 

Finally you feel the band start to break, “Fuck, König….I’m cumming I’m cumming oh my god…” 

“Fall apart beautiful, please…I’ve got you, I’ve got you” he replies finally breaking the kiss, voice raspy.

Then you start seeing spots as white hot pleasure rips through your core, cutting its way through the rest of your body as every part of you grips onto his body. Guttural sounds coming from your throat as he fucks you through your climax. 

Sobbing into his neck at this point, he flips the two of you over and continues drilling into you, chasing his own orgasm. And finally with a few final strong thrusts he explodes inside of you, overstimulating the both of you with his now slow, dragging thrusts. 

Both of you, now absolutely quivering, chests pressed together, layers of sweat pooling between you. Taking his face into your hands all you two can do is stare into each other’s eyes trying to catch your breath. 

“Ich liebe dich so sehr. Mein perfektes, perfektes, wunderschönes Mädchen” he whispers, now ever so gently pressing his lips to yours, tongues gently dancing around each other, just savoring the moment.

“I love you too” you reply half blinking at him. Then hissing through his teeth, he pulls out of you, both his dick and your pussy completely spent and slick. Kissing and nuzzling into your neck he moves onto his back, pulling your body against him, drawing small circles up and down your back. One of your hands dancing across his chest, turning his face to look at you, he consumes your face with his eyes, taking in every detail, every, single, part of you. 

You two then proceeded to order so much take out because, while usually very ravenous after sex, it hit König harder given the circumstances. You two then ate, cuddled, and watched movies for the rest of the night until you fell asleep. 

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So I went to see the local dinner theater's production of that Dracula play wherein Renfield impersonates a doctor and here are some things I'd forgotten:

Jonathan Harker first shows up charging into the asylum, emptying his gun into Dracula, and immediately faints afterward. Also he has a beard, the state of which suggests he hasn't shaved since Dracula tossed the mirror months prior

Dracula has a big black horse named Lilith which has been with him for "a long time" and is extremely fast, so I'm assuming Dracula vamp'd his horse

At one point Van Helsing is reading Latin prayers from a book to make Dracula fuck off, except then Dracula asks if Van Helsing can read in the dark and uses his Making Lightbulbs Explode vampire power to explode the lightbulbs

The actor playing Dracula howled at the end of his "children of the night, what sweet music they make" line, and then howled again after he made Mina (Lucy in this version) drink his blood

Also he for some reason stabbed the bag before he threw it to his brides, I guess just out of spite at them

The play opened with Lucy (Mina in this version) and Dracula having a lovely choreographed dance number together

But enough about that, let's talk about the themed cocktails the dinner theater was offering:

Dracula's Blood: Black raspberry liqueur, raspberry vodka, cranberry juice, and it glitters!

Black Magic: Grape pucker, blue Curacao, cherry syrup, cranberry juice, splash of Starry

Bloody Mina: Bloody Mary mix, clamato juice, tequila, dill brine, Tabasco

Renfield's Elixir: Coffee liqueur, coconut rum, pina colada mix, ice cream base, grenadine

Cherries & Berries: Mixed berry & strawberry puree, rum, lime, margarita mix, served frozen

Also shooters:

The Monster: Apple pucker, spiced rum, lime juice

Van Helsing: Triple sec, grapefruit vodka, lime juice

The Brides: Coffee liqueur, butterscotch schnapps, vanilla vodka

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What does the bachelorettes smell like? Sdv girlfriends signature scents moodboards as I imagine them // I picked their perfumes for their characteristics and descriptions but the fact that the bottles also match with the girls aesthetics MANNN so satisfying - see the bachelors

Leah - When the rain stops by Maison Margiela

I feel like Leah would go through the whole Replica collection, since they are all very artistic and evocative fragrances. This unisex perfume is what she smells like when she comes back from painting on the lake dock all afternoon when it was raining just that morning!

Haley - Lust for sun by Juliette has a gun

Truly, this fragrance is Haley if she was a perfume. Girly and summery and full of character. The main notes are coconut and vanilla (classic Haley). However it has a bite to it!! It's giving Regina George if she was a beach bum - but the base notes are sweet like a caress after all.

Abigail - Black Opium Extreme by YSL

This amazing perfume was one of the most popular party girl fragrances in the 80s, rock'n'roll and glamour. This new extreme version is described as a video game heroine perfume, and paired with it's overall unapologetic and dark vibe and strong scent it just screamed Abby to me

Emily - Sì Passione Red Musk by Armani

This ambery and musky fragrance gives off a second-skin feel, and it truly incarnates a strong and independent individual, without forgetting the whimsy (strawberry notes) and the sensuality (rose and musk) of it all. You need a captivating personality to wear this effortlessly and Emily definitely has it.

Maru - Angel Elixir by Mugler

This one is the cool girl extraordinaire signature fragrance. I don't know how to better describe it. It has notes of pink pepper, Jasmin, Ylang Ylang, sandalwood and bourbon. It's feminine and sugary but also very contemporary and queer coded, and somehow, at least for me, also very reassuring.

Penny - Acqua Allegoria Pamplelune by Guerlain

Soft, fresh and sweet grapefruit fragrance. Guerlain's feminine perfumes are all very delicate and elegant, in a nostalgic and simple way. It's an intimate fragrance one would mostly smell standing close to her, and that's very Penny!

PS: if you wanna buy any of these, I highly suggest to search for dupes with similar notes and save your money lol there are some great ones that are very hard to tell from the originals. But samples are free in perfume shops and you can ask for them if you find them!

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