#thoma imagine

[angelltheninth]

Overstimulating Thoma to See How Long He Lasts

Pairing: Thoma x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, edging, overstimulation, kissing, begging, cock riding, teasing, lots of cum, cute!Thoma

A/N: More Thoma cause he is so underrated.

Overstimulated!Thoma is a very compliant man. He will do anything for his eventual release, fuck you however you tell him, gradually but surely lose the bigness in his eyes to the dark lust, his eyes deep green while he fucks his cock into you, trying to keep it from shooting his cum into your pussy.

Overstimulated!Thoma doesn't want to beg you to let him come but it's hard to keep the whiney pleas all to himself. He sees how you ride his cock and how good you're feeling from it, he wants to feel good too. Telling him to come would make him feel really, really good.

Overstimulated!Thoma can't keep his voice down and he doesn't try to. You like hearing it so his hope is that if he can make you come enough time then you will also let him come, a kind of a win-win for you both. Unfortunately you know what he's playing at.

Overstimulated!Thoma lets his eyes roll back every time your pussy comes undone around his cock. He's using all his strength to fuck you while not finishing before its time. It's a losing battle in the long run but he at least wants to make sure he lasts longer then the last time.

Overstimulated!Thoma has to close his eyes at times in order to ground himself. Simply holding onto your thighs or ass isn't enough when the sight itself if breathtaking, your tits bouncing up and down in front of his face, his mouth open wide to let all his whimpers out.

Overstimulated!Thoma smiles when you kiss him, thinking he sees the light at the end of the tunnel, nearly there, just a few more thrusts... when you pull up and leave his cock without anything. His hips are still jerking up wards into the air, his eyes stinging with frustrated tears.

Overstimulated!Thoma finally begs you to get back onto his cock. He's so damn close, the tip of his cock is already dripping, the head red and the veins throbbing along the entire length. His voice is nothing short of broken when you cup his cock and guide it back inside your pussy.

Overstimulated!Thoma leaves hand and scratch marks on your thighs as you begin riding him again. His chest is heaving with every breath he takes like he ran a marathon. He can't take much more of this and you don't think he should have to.

Overstimulated!Thoma nearly bucks you off him when you tell him to come, his pace so fast and deep and desperate that you can hardly recognize your gentle, cheerful boyfriend. It seems there's no end to his orgasm. Each time he twitches more white, warm cum splashes at your womb.

[genshinimpactlife]

Hi hi!!! I love your writing a lot, it’s been really satisfying my fluff cravings lately! I hope you’ve been well, and that life is treating you kindly!

How about Kazuha, Thoma, and Kokomi with a cat-like reader? They have some animal features like ears and a tail, and maybe even nails that are slightly pointier than the average person! They’re a pretty reserved person when they’re first getting acquainted; polite, quiet, not unfriendly but not really going out of their way to make conversation, either. But once they warm up to each respective character, they’re a lot more chatty and playful, and once they start dating they turn out to be a total cuddle-bug who loves giving and receiving affection, and will even purr softly sometimes.... Im very soft for this stuff man ;w;

If you decide to take on this request, have fun with it! Either way I look forward to what you write next! Take care! 💕

Cat-Like Reader

Kazuha is a traveler. He's met all kinds of people, and he wouldn't be shocked by seeing someone with cat-like features.

Kazuha wouldn't make a big out of it and treat you just like he would anyone else.

He would immediately notice how reserved you are and take his time getting to know you.

Once he started breaking through your shell and seeing how playful and chatty you could be, the two of you started getting close.

Only then would he ask more questions about things like your ears and tail.

When your friendship started becoming something more, Kazuha was very blunt about his feelings and told you early on how he felt.

Oh he adores how cuddly you have become since then. He loves curling up with you every night, holding you close.

The first time you started purring was quite a shock for him, but he found it relaxing after a while; it helped lull him to sleep most nights.

Thoma thought that your ears were fake when you two first met.

"Wait? They're real? That's so cool!"

We know this boy loves animals, so he was already curious about you and your cat's features.

"Hey KittyCat, how are you?"

He didn't seem to care at all that you were more reserved and quiet at first. He got you talking surprisingly quickly with how bubbly he is.

As he got to know you, he asked you many stereotypical questions, but it was all out of genuine curiosity.

"Do you like fish? What about yarn?"

It wasn't long before you started falling for Thoma and his good heart, and he felt the same way.

When the two of you are relaxing on the couch, your head resting on his chest, he gently rubs your ears.

He loves how cuddly and affectionate you are. It doesn't matter if it's public or private. He will hug and kiss your cheek in front of everyone.

Kokomi is the most forward of the three when it comes to asking questions.

She's extremely curious about your ears and tail and how else you may be like a cat.

Kokomi is very patient and would take her time slowly breaking you out of your shell.

Once the two of you grew closer, she loved going on walks with you and just chatting the entire way.

She gets excited seeing how much you have changed since you met. Knowing you two are closer makes her happy.

The feelings you shared came naturally like you were destined to be together from the start.

After a long day of work, her favorite thing in the world is the hug you give her when she arrives home.

Feeling your purrs rumbling in her chest when you hug or cuddle is something she can't get enough of it.

When she has to leave, she loves to kiss your forehead and squish your ears once.

I'm so happy to hear you like my writing <3 I'm doing great, I hope you are doing good as well! I hope you enjoy!

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[mimimui]

omgomg the genshin boys asking for a kiss was so cute i wanted to scream 😭😭😭 now i'm just imagining thoma who gets used to how fast reader reacts to him tapping his lips, so he makes it a mission to start tapping his lips while you're distracted (either doing work or talking to another person) to see how quickly you notice and give him a kiss 🫠🫠 i am SO NORMAL ABOUT THIS ‼️‼️🤥

reaction speed (genshin impact)

wherein thoma tests your reaction speed to him asking for a kiss

includes: thoma

tags: established relationship, fluff, reader works at komore teahouse, not proofread

a/n: I AM ALSO NORMAL ABOUT THIS! (proceeds to write about it) i love thoma so much. thank u anon you fueled my fire

thoma always asked you for a kiss by tapping on his lips twice. the first time he did it, you were confused. you thought he was telling you there was something on your lips, but when you caught on, you happily gave him a kiss.

it became a habit, for both you and him, to non-verbally ask for kisses. the more he did it, the more you were able to react quicker and give him a kiss. though, he got curious, and wondered just how fast you're able to give him your affections.

so he decided to test it.

first test: just as normal. he came up to you and tapped his lips, which resulted in you (almost) automatically giving him a kiss. he did this about twice or thrice, which you don't mind, but you realize how oddly clingy he is today.

second test: when you're working. thoma usually visits the komore teahouse to order drinks, and he makes sure to visit when it's your shift. fortunately for him, it was a quiet day, and there weren't that many customers at the teahouse when he arrived.

while you were preparing the drinks he ordered, he leaned against the counter and tapped his lips. maybe it was his shadow, or maybe you felt movement due to the change in wind, but you were still able to give him a kiss. thoma thought it was impressive.

third test: while you were talking to someone. you and thoma have scheduled dates every weekend where you two always go to the same restaurant. as you exchange greetings with the chefs, thoma taps his cheek twice.

when you continued to talk to the chefs, he didn't know whether to feel sad or proud. sad that he didn't get a kiss, or proud that he finally didn't get a kiss. his thoughts don't take too much of his time as you hold his hand and press a chaste kiss on his cheek, bringing him to your favorite table.

always, without fail, thoma will get his kiss.

[nanamisflowerfield]

I love how you did my Thoma request (I would often read it before sleeping hehe), so I'm here to make another Thoma request~

This time, may I ask for headcanons of Thoma being an older brother figure for fem!reader who's a few years younger, spaces out often and is very quiet? ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝ She's a new servant of the Kamisato, and since he's the Chief Retainer, Ayato had asked him to take care of her and show her the ropes. Purely platonic please~

I'm sorry if this is so specific-

And I'm still blushing, Alice!! (////) I really liked the idea and just every idea that involves the dear reader with Thoma or the Kamisato siblings jfögjeöjeö! Thank you so much for requesting it, love!~💕 I hope that you like it and have a great day!!💕

🍡 “Thoma, could you maybe take care of her? She is new here and doesn’t know what to do.” Ayato smiled at the housekeeper, who eagerly nodded his head. “Of course, my lord!” Glancing towards you, he sends you a friendly smile as you stood next to lady Ayaka shyly and not sure of what to do as a servant of the Kamisato’s.

🍡 Thoma showed you the place and told you about every single task that you had to do from now on.

🍡 The conversations were at first one-sided, but the blond didn’t care, as he knew about your shy self.

🍡 Whenever you spaced out in the middle of cleaning or watering the flowers and thinking about who knows what, Thoma would chuckle and continue your job, while you were standing there like a robot.

🍡 You will get many, many headpats, whenever you did something well!

🍡 Thoma will also cook your favorite food for you and will try to find out many things for you, because young people should get big and strong and he wants to make sure that you can also rely on him!

🍡 At the beginning of your job as servant, you will follow Thoma like a lost puppy, making Ayaka and Ayato laugh at your small habits, but they know that one day, you two will become great friends.

🍡 It actually happened very first!

🍡 Thoma always tried to be there for you and helped you no matter how and with what.

🍡 Then, one day when you shopped for some ingredients, a shop owner started to talk with Thoma, while you spaced out, holding the bags full of food in your hands and suddenly, you felt a warm hand on your head, giving it a pat. Your eyes wandered up to the familiar face of the Kamisato housekeeper. “Yeah, (y/n) is the new servant and like a little sister to me, right, (y/n)?” He smiled at you warmly like the sun on a stormy day.

🍡 “Hey, let me do this. It might be too heavy for you.” – “(Y/N), go over there and water the flowers, I will do this. I don’t want you to hurt yourself.” – “Here, another blanket so you won’t freeze in the night.”

🍡 He will stroke your head, while you will rest your head on his lap on free days.

🍡 If you will ever call him “big bro”, then he will be the happiest man alive and will even tell every single person in Inazuma about it! “Look at her! That’s my sister!” He finally has a sister. A family here in Inazuma. 💕

[aspiringauthorintraining]

Musou No Hito-tachi: Divine Punishment (5/?)

“It is time for divine retribution.”

The sky roared with deafening thunder above, inching closer by the second.. A faint buzzing with a burning smell creeped into the surrounding air unnoticed, as furious winds whipped around.

The Shogun’s blade crackled mid-air before the archon swiftly brought down her weapon of punishment. 

The air suddenly stood still around her.

 Then there was light. 

Bright violet light. 

And an ear-splitting crack.

Some screamed, others jumping in fright. But everyone watching was forced to physically turn away to shield their eyes, if not from the light then from the debris of stone and soil that was the aftermath.

Amidst all the chaos, the Shogun seemed unaffected by the lightning that had missed her by an inch. But her eyes told otherwise, confusion filling them. And when she looked to the spot before her, a glint of surprise passed in the archon’s eyes. 

Not a second later, the archon disappeared with a flash of light, similar to the color of the lightning strike moments before- but this time with a darker violet tinge. 

The soldiers marched away as well, following their master’s exit.

Whispers and murmurs sounded throughout the crowd at what they had just witnessed. But even they too soon dispersed, returning to the comfort of their own homes- out of the pouring rain.

In the pavilion, now only two remained. 

Thoma and Ayaka stood standing in the deafening silence- in the unrelenting rain.

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Silence rang throughout the Kamisato residence the next day. A sound that had not been heard since the death of the previous clan heads. 

The siblings kept to their rooms. Mourning the loss of a loved one was not foreign, but was not to be welcomed either. 

Thoma stayed retreated in his room as well. 

He sat numbly on the floor, still in his drenched clothes from the previous night. A small trail of water led from the door to where he was. He had yet to move- not to his closet for a change of clothes, not to his bed to sleep, not to the kitchens for food. 

How could he? You were dead.

There wasn’t even a body for them to bury. You were just gone. No warning. No goodbye. Just gone.

Within the silence ringing in his ears, he could only replay the final words you had left him with. 

“I’ll be okay.”

“I’ll be okay.”

“I’ll be okay.”

You had smiled. Even in the final moment as you faced your end- you had smiled. All that was left of you were those three words- three words said for him not to worry. That you had accepted your fate.

He clenched his fists in frustration at the questions arising. Why had you challenged the Shogun to a duel before the throne? Why had you been there in the first place? 

He should have done something to it. Stop you. 

Was this why you had confessed your feelings the night before? Had you known what was going to happen beforehand?

With his mind so scattered, he hadn’t realized something was happening outside until the voices had elevated to shouting. 

“Let me go!” 

Thoma furrowed his brows. 

Kujou Sara?

“Do not touch me!”

With haste, Thoma fumbled towards the door- legs still weak. Stepping outside, he saw a few Kujou clan soldiers holding back an enraged General Kujou Sara from the entrance to the residence. The commotion had managed to bring Ayato and Ayaka out as well, already standing outside before them with looks of confusion. 

The Commissioner observed the general quietly, finally addressing her once she started to become physical with the soldiers. 

“Kujou Sara, to what do we owe the pleasure?” Ayato called out to her. “You well know, we are in the middle of mourning the loss of a family member.” His voice was seemly neutral despite all that had happened, yet the second sentence gave a subtle warning to her overstepping. 

“Family?” the general hissed. “You don’t deserve to call her family.” 

Amidst the pouring rain, she continued to struggle against her soldiers’ hold. 

“Kujou Sara, I advise you to choose your words carefully.” Ayato warned. “If I’m not mistaken, the Kujou clan was in charge of the ceremony and everyone involved.”

Kujou Sara laughed maniacally at him. “Are you blaming me for her death, Commissioner?” she spat out his official title with venom. “You say she was family and you couldn’t even protect her. You’re nothing but a coward!”

The general’s eyes narrowed at Thoma.

“And you!” she spat at him. “She did this because of you!”

Thoma’s heart dropped at her words, dread filling him. 

“What do you mea-”

“You were the one the Shogun chose for the ceremony. You were the one who was supposed to be there, not her!” she shouted. Her tears could have mistaken for rain drops. “I-I should have stopped her. I should have...” She dropped to the ground in anguish. “It’s my fault. I let her take your place. I let her be in the ceremony.”

The little strength Thoma had left him, falling to the ground. Everyone was silent, trying to process all that was revealed. 

“I was supposed to be in the ceremony.” Thoma repeated, eyes shaking. “She took my place.” He let out a laugh and his masters watched him with concern. “Of course she did. She- she did this to protect me.” He closed his eyes in defeat.

You had hoped he and Ayaka would be happy together, when you knew your affections could not be returned. 

You had spent a whole day in the kitchen once, trying to recreate Mondstadt dishes he had once described to you after overhearing him being homesick. You had gifted him with a pair of stud earrings made from agnidus agate gemstone for his birthday, a rare mineral he knew you would have needed to save up money for. 

You had done all those things thinking of him. 

And now you were gone. 

“I could say the same to you, General. Are you-,” Ayato paused with a sad realization, correcting himself. “-were you not one of (Y/N)’s closest companions? You knew of her death in the ceremony and did nothing? Even if you could not have done anything, given your position, we could have with prior  knowledge.” He spoke formally and poised, but Thoma could see his lord’s hands were clenched in silent fury. 

“I didn’t know.” Sara cried out weakly. “She was only supposed to have her vision taken away. That was the plan that was approved by the Shogun. I wouldn’t have allowed her an audience with the Shogun if I knew there was going to be a duel before the throne.”

“The duel was not planned by the Kujou clan?” Thoma suddenly asked. 

Ayato’s eyes widened slightly, realizing something was amiss. He whispered to the servant beside him, who quickly nodded before leaving the scene.

“No, I was the one to approve the final details of the ceremony before informing the Shogun. Any changes would have to go through me. But, the only person who wouldn’t need my permission would be-”

Ayato cut her off quickly. “General, you must be cold from standing in the rain this long. Ayaka, would you please show the general to your room to change into dry clothes? Both of you can join me for tea afterwards.” Everyone stared at the Commissioner with confusion at the sudden change in subject. “And Thoma, lead the Kujou clan soldiers inside for a change of clothes as well. Come join us once you’re done.”

Ayaka stared at her smiling brother curious what he was planning. But she trusted her brother as did Thoma, who knew there was a reason for his master’s sudden desire for tea time. The two followed his orders, disappearing inside the building with their respective parties in tow. 

It was now only Ayato who was standing outside. He listened for a second, hearing the patter of rain falling on the roof above him. He turned around but made no move to walk forward inside. Instead, he started talking.

“Find out Kujou Takayuki’s schedule the day before the ceremony. Continue to keep an eye on the Fatui as well.”

“Yes, Commissioner.” A voice spoke from above, unseen.

And with that, Ayato proceeded inside to join the others.

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(Somewhere in Liyue)

“Is she dead? Do you think she got hit by the lightning during that crazy storm?”

“These injuries weren’t just caused by lightning. We need to take her to Baizhu, it looks like she lost a lot of blood already.”

“But what if she’s already...you know?”

"She’s breathing so she’s not- quit poking her with a stick, Paimon!”

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*(A/N): to everyone who waited for an update (if there is anyone who waited lol) here you go! hope you like it ehe  (*´∀`*)

[4izawas]

pls pls pls thoma

you’ve been staring at the same paragraph on your book for the past twenty minutes, unable to focus on the words before you as the sounds of your husband humming in the kitchen and the smell of food cooking fills your nose. your eyes close slowly, a smile upturning the corners of your mouth, and your shoulders lose the tension that had come with work from earlier; life was always so easy with him, so warm and comforting ( and his cooking didn’t hurt either ). you’d be lying if you said you didn’t think about it daily, about how lucky you were that he loved you and how perfect your life was after getting with him; he told you the same thing all the time, proclaimed his love for you daily, kissed you all over, and you loved it.

the sound of movement from the doorframe makes you open your eyes, and your gaze stops on where your husband leans against the doorframe with a kitchen towel in hand wiping at his palms. “dinner’s ready, dear!” he calls brightly, and you can’t help but smile again, this time at him rather than just the thought of him.

[marshmallow---pillow]

Murderer: Run if you want to live

Literally any Batkid: *starts sprinting*

Murderer: Like not towards me tho

[shanieveh]

— “ who did this to you? ”

; genshin men as your enemy (with benefits)

pretends not to care (he massacred them all) — kaeya, albedo, childe, zhongli, ALHAITHAM, scaramouche

He immediately tries to keep an aloof facade the moment he let out those words. It wasn't that he actually cared? Like come on, you're the most annoying person in the world. But when you finally tell him those annoying bastards names in quick succession they were hunted and destoryed.

There was something so annoying about your face getting hurt he just couldn't pin point why. Maybe it made you more annoying? Yeah, probably that. He doesn't care at all. But he will never have the guts to tell you what actually happened to the ones that hurt you.

cares more about your well being — diluc, KAVEH, kazuha, XIAO, tighnari, freminet, ayato, heizou, lyney

His usual sour expression became that more of concerned but angry all the same. He checked for wounds, brought you to the medic. The guy was acting pretty strange.. too strange. Maybe it was a prank? That's what he thought too, why... why was he helping you this way?

When you told him the people who did this, he was never one to forgive them. But none of that mattered when you looked in pain. Wait? Wasn't this his enemy. He shouldn't think like this. But... fine just this once. Both of you are sure this will be the one time he cares for you. How foolish.

ready to put people on their graves— wriothesly, dainsleif neuvillette, PIERRO, childe, scaramouche, xiao, CYNO

It was to the point he was even screaming for you to give out their names. And as soon as you do, he marches out of the hospital and kidnaps them one by one. No one will escape. No. One. At this point, he didn't even think that both of you were enemies or that this isn't how he was supposed to feel. He didn't care.

And as he cleaned his blade at the end of the fight, this time he showed no mercy. Maybe in your point of view he hated you, and at some point he also thought he did. But now, staring at what he'd done, hate isn't that far from love. And love isn't that far from revenge.

just glad you were okay — freminet, bennett, ITTO, gorou, thoma, tighnari, KAZUHA, chongyun, diluc, baizhu

Who in the world can possibly harm you like this? How dare they? Why would they? But it doesn't matter what the name is. With an first-aid kit in hand he cleans up your wounds and wipes your tears. This was the same man you keep arguing with. The same you hated above all else.

You've never seem him gentle, but now you did. Cherishing this, you know you'll use this whenever both of you fight. But... no that would be too cruel. He looked so pretty doing it, like an angel rather than demon that was him everyday. So you just kept it in your heart, a memory forever lasting.

[angelltheninth]

Hi! I wanted to say thanks for bringing Genshin Impact to my attention. I would see several posts from you on these characters, but outside of hearing a few mentions of it being a Gacha game, I didn't know much about it. Until a couple months ago when you provided all the interest I needed to check it out. I am not sure if it was the best or worst thing to come into my life right now with the hours invested in the thing lol Anyway, call me crazy, but I'm a sucker for Thoma recently. I love acts of service, and boy does this guy have it. Kind? Check. Observant? Check. Protective? Check. Laid-Back? Check. Hot Husband Material? Absolutely! His hangout quest where he basically says he lives to serve and is willing to try whatever I suggest to him got my head in the gutter somewhere. We know he's good at house service, but what else can he service? (I bet his oral skills are out of this world~~ ahem)

Happy I could get you to check out the game, also I am so sorry for it lmao. And yes Thoma is the whole package isn't he?

Pairing: Thoma x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, cunnilungus, tongue fucking, biting, licking, face riding, overstimulation, pussydrink!Thoma

A/N: I just did an Ayato smut blurb the other day and now it's Thoma's turn. they really do follow each other perfectly.

Focused on giving you please 100% of the time

The term service top doesn't fit him because he doesn't have to be on top or the one in control to have a good time with you

Perfectly content with you riding his face all night while you pull on his hair and are barely able to keep eye contact because his mouth is on your clit half the time

When he's eating you out he wants you to be able to buck your hips so you're never fully pinned down by him, only when he deems it necessary

Such a time could be when he's trying to get his tongue as deep into your wet pussyhole as possible but you keep squirming and thrusting upwards

He can't work like that, so he has to put his hands on your hips and keep you a bit more still

Another way he loves letting you know to hold still is by biting your thighs, he does this really hard actually, hard enough for a bite mark to be there even the next day

Overstimulation happens often because Thoma has little self control when you keep begging him to eat you out

The man gets pussydrunk way too easily, offering you his mouth and his face and to suck your fingers after watching you finger yourself

Bold in the way he spells his name on your clit every time you come on his face, he wants to make sure your pussy knows who made it squirt

If prompted to he can eat you out while he's supposed to be working

Much more rare because takes his job very seriously but as your boyfriend he can't ignore your lustful and needy looks

He'll make you happy, just let him get down on his knees and put your legs up on his shoulders, let him taste you, have his fill of you, bite your fist if you need to keep your voice down, Thoma doesn't care, he only wants to know he's making you feel good

Cleaning up is always part of the process although you contribute that to him wanting to keep things going a bit longer rather then winding things down

Especially when it always involves kissing and sucking on your clit

You have to push him away when it all becomes a little too much for your pussy, literal hours of his mouth on you

Seems like the two of you need to work on your stamina a little because he can still keep going

Maybe it would be different if he was on the receiving end

[genshinimpactlife]

hi there! i would like to request a match-up with a genshin impact man for both categories :) i'm heterosexual, very introverted, and have pretty bad social anxiety, so i enjoy being alone and find it difficult to be around a lot of people. i struggle to express myself sometimes, i'm not very confident, and i'm also very quiet. i think this makes me come off as cold to others, but i'd say i'm pretty kind and respectful, i just have my own ways of showing how i care! i'm also very reserved and independant so i often keep to myself. i find it hard to put my trust in others, so i don't have many people that are close to me.

likes: cats, baking/cooking, reading, tea, drawing, sunsets, feeding animals, cozy beds, dried flowers + flower language, tiramisu, and red velvet cake

dislikes: crowded places, loud & rude people, social events, unmeaningful conversations/small talk

extra information:

i like the classic type of love; wholehearted trust, cute nicknames, spending quality time together, having nothing but adoration for each other, etc <3

i'm really touch starved and pretty unfamiliar with physical affection, but i do crave for it

i dislike pda

i do want to get married and maybe have a family of my own someday!! so i'd want someone who'd date to marry

i think my love languages (giving) are probably acts of service and quality time. not sure about what i prefer to receive, i just want to feel loved

i'm 100% vanilla (not even exaggerating), would be submissive and prefer a dominant partner, and i don't really think i have many kinks? although i definetly have a thing for praise and big.. strong arms…. and hands… and suits….. also maybe it's just my very high standards but i'm the type that would want rose petals and candles you know! i also like the more loving, romantic, and intimate part of intercourse and would definitely wait for marriage and only indulge in it when i find someone i truy love and trust <3

p.s. if possible, i just want to get avoid getting matched up with zhongli since i see him as a father-like figure LMAO

thank you and have a nice day/night!!

I would match you with...

Thoma wouldn't mind your more shy and quiet personality when you two met. He's an outgoing guy and would work on getting you out of your shell.

He believes that trust is something you earn and that you both work on and build in your relationship.

One of your favorite activities to do together is cook and bake. Coming home after a long day and cooking with Thoma, dancing in the kitchen, and having fun brings both of you joy.

The two of you love to go and feed the stray animals within Inazuma, and no doubt you two adopted your favorite one.

Lots of cute nicknames are shared between you two. You two had a competition once to find the cutest and most outrageous pet names possible.

Thoma gives you flowers and either tiramisu or red velvet cake for any special occasion.

Thoma is a busy guy, but he always ensures he has plenty of time to spend with you. Even just asking you to go with him while you run errands is common. NSFW Below

Thoma would 100% respect the fact that you want to wait till marriage and would never pressure you.

Thoma pulled out all the stops on your wedding night, a warm bubble bath with candles on every surface. A path of red rose petals leading to the bed and romantic music playing.

Thoma would take the lead, but he would be so gentle, whispering sweet nothings the entire time.

"My Angel, I've waited for this day for so long."

He's big on praise and loves telling you how good you are doing, how good you feel, and how much he loves you.

Sex for you two would be about connecting and love, and every time it was a magical moment, even the more mundane nights.

I hope you enjoy <3

[cillianhead]

this is literally the hottest thing i’ve ever seen in my entire life. i am just sitting here watching it over and over and over and over again… ITS TOO MUCH FOR MY BRAIN TO HANDLE.

[cherubfae]

jealous slashers~!✧

With Michael, Brahms, Jason, Billy Loomis, Stu Macher, Vincent Sinclair, Bo Sinclair, Lester Sinclair, Thomas Sawyer, Sal Fisher, & Patrick Bateman

tags: gn!reader, jealousy, creepy men, unwanted attention/touching, uggestive and mature themes, gore/blood, violence, canon typical behavior, billy x reader x stu poly, rob zombie!mikey, I know Sal isn't exactly a slasher but he's my baby and needs to be included

Alexa, play Love to Die by the Slashstreet Boys

Michael

Rest in Peace to the poor, stupid man who thought it'd be a good idea to mess with the Shape's partner, and Michael had witnessed it all. How this man shoves you into an empty alleyway, the clatter of your groceries falling. The guy doesn't get much more than a few bruises and claw marks when Michael's knife slices through the back of the man's throat, protruding from the other end in a splash of blood. The Shape watches you wipe your bloody face off, not doing much but picking up three of your four fallen bags and tugging you into his side.

Brahms

Absolutely not. Brahms is fuckin' seething from his safe space sheltered behind the walls. Heavy breathing muffled by the porcelain mask, he watches with wild eyes as some idiot decides to break into the mansion whilst you were sleeping, and proceeds to hold you at knifepoint, effectively pinning you to the bed in what little nightclothes you wore. The unwanted guest and you are certainly going to know when Brahms is upset. There's banging on the walls coming from every direction that leaves the would-be burglar panicked and you slightly more comfortable.

"You're not allowed to be here," comes the eerily childlike voice Brahms has perfected. He crawls his way out from behind the large antique mirror. "I'll make sure you never come near them again." With a sudden slam, Brahms downs the intruder with a lead pipe repeatedly bashing the object until all that remains was brain matter and gooey blood. He drops the pipe with a huff and collects you into his arms, the cool porcelain biting onto the heat of your chest.

Jason

As the protector of the surrounding forest, Jason is always watching. He's omnipotent, he sees all. He seems to know where people are at all times and he can sense when you're in distress. Your shared cabin door left ajar sends his blood boiling and his heavy footfall increasing as he approaches your home. Barging in, Jason's pale eyes lock onto you and your assailant holding you by the throat. His thunderous steps are quick, slicing through the man with his machete and proceeds to lift him up while still pierced with the blade. The man gurgles, arms weakly reaching behind him in attempts to claw at Jason. All attempts were futile. He tossed the body to the side before he gently frets over you, his large hands soothing the fingerprints tarnishing your throat.

Billy & Stu

Rather snake-like the two will wrap themselves around you (they adore your personal space) and stare down whoever else demands your attention. Billy's arm hooks around your waist and Stu wraps himself around your shoulder, tilting your chin up with a single finger. "Is this guy bothering you, baby?" Looking like a shark that's tasted blood in the water, Billy's eyes grow more wild. He's already making a mental note of who and where this guy lives. The guy raised his hands in defense backing down the more the two stared at him, walking off completely.

"We're gonna take care of him, doll," Billy promises, kissing your cheek. Stu cackles lightly, tongue sticking out. They would strike tonight.

Vincent

There's no one Vincent trusts more to watch over you when he can't than his own two brothers. He had his hands full, turning Dalton and Wade into wax people. Nick and Carly were proving to be hard to get a hold of and there was still another tourist that needed to be taken care of.

But then Bo is telling him that the person escaped and he doesn't know where you were. His two worst fears confirmed. Vincent is soon on a wild hunt, trying to find you anywhere with Bo hot on his heels. He soon locates you, passed out with a bit of blood on your head. Your eyes slowly open as he touches your cheek, catching you as you wobble into his warm embrace. He shares a look with Bo who nods.

"I've got you, brother. Keep them here with ya. Wait til I'm back, ya hear?"

Bo

Out in public, he's all cordial and kind smiles. Especially if this is an intended victim. Some random person putting the moves on his partner is a huge no-no and one Bo doesn't take lightly. That person just warranted themselves a for sure death sentence and Bo isn't feeling too kind, so perhaps he'll drag things out, yeah? Touch what's his and you got what's comin' to ya.

"Can I see, baby? That bastard leave any marks on ya?" Bo strokes your shoulders, blue eyes drifting over your frame like water. He has every intention of marking every place that person touched, no matter if you tell Bo the guy only grabbed your arm. Once he has his mind set on something, he's gonna do it.

Lester

Unlike his older twin brothers, Lester is actually pretty chill. Especially in comparison to Bo. He doesn't think much of the people he's helping get into Ambrose knowing full well it's their final destination and Vincent and Bo will take care of things as they always have. What he doesn't like is some dude making a pass at you right in front of him. Can't he see the engagement ring on your finger? It leaves a sour taste in his mouth, watching with narrowed eyes as the small group heads towards the mechanic shop in search of a fan belt.

A familiar hand on his arm calms him down instantly. He turns to you and musters a weak smile as your hands slide around his torso from behind, leaning your cheek on his shoulder. "Y'alright?" Lester nods too quickly and unconvincingly, giving you a quick kiss. "Yeah, darl', always."

Thomas

Your partner is not unlike a bear, watching with wild eyes as one of Hoyt's new catches clasps onto you, their nails digging into your arms, and pinning you to the barbed fence. The cry of pain you let out has Tommy barreling towards you, chainsaw revving to life. A deep snarl echoes behind his mask and he wastes no time cutting down the poor soul with a single swipe of his motorized saw. Tommy turns it off and picks you up in his large arms as gently as he can. With his masked cheek leaning against yours, he carries you back towards the house. Mama Luda Mae will take a good look at you.

Sal Fisher

Honestly Sal isn't one to get jealous. He's pretty level-headed and understanding in most situations. He respects your choices and he's not gonna step on any toes or do anything drastic; Sal isn't a monster. However, if he sees some guy make a creepy pass at you and clearly overstep your boundaries, he won't hesitate to swoop in, looping his arm around your shoulders. His sharp blue eyes staring at the man from behind his prosthetic mask.

"Do we have a problem here?" His voice is cold, lacking any interest in what excuse the man finds. Sal's main focus will be on you, rubbing gentle, soothing circles into your skin. His main priority is to get you away from this sicko and would totally call in reinforcements from his brother Larry if need be.

Patrick

A jealous Patrick Bateman isn't a good scenario for anyone. Especially not with his deteriorating mental state. He trusts you explicitly, with his thoughts, ideas, and recreational hobbies that most would find distasteful. So when a colleague of his gets too big for his britches and unabashedly begins to flirt with you in his presence, Patrick finds it difficult to keep his boiling bloodlust at bay. The heat of his anger is getting to his head, the fierce emotions only swelling well it's clear how uncomfortable you look in that man's company. He must see to put an end to him quickly.

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"Are you alright, my darling? That man surely didn't know his place, did he?" Patrick places a hand at your back, guiding you out of the office party. "Let's get you home and into a nice hot bath, hmm? I'd rather not taste that swine on your lovely skin."

[darkshelbyfiction]

birthday gift

FOR: THOMAS SHELBY X VIRGIN READER

Warning: Somewhat Incestuous, Virginity Loss, Innocence Kink, Smut

Summary: You are Tommy Shelby's adult stepdaughter. On your birthday at Arrow House, he comes to your room and tells you that he has a special gift for you, but you cannot tell your mother about it.

Note: All Characters are over eighteen!

The ticking of the clock echoed softly in the dimly lit bedroom, marking the passage of time on your birthday night and marking it two years since you moved to Arrow House with your mother Sarah who now was married to Thomas Shelby, the infamous leader of the Peaky Blinders.

You lay curled beneath the sheets, your heart beating rapidly within your chest. You could not shake the uneasiness and excitement gnawing at your insides.

What did your stepfather mean when he wanted to give you a special but secret gift for your birthday, you wondered?

You remember how, over dinner, he leaned forward and stared at you intensely before finally saying, "I have something very special planned for tonight. Something you cannot tell your mother about." It left you feeling both curious and apprehensive at the same time.

But you couldn't resist him, not after all these years of seeing his intense gaze and admiring his muscular body. So, you agreed to meet him at midnight, in your private chambers, so that he could give to you whatever it was he wanted to give to you.

And now, here you were, lying awake in your bedroom, wondering what would happen next.

The sound of the door opening interrupted your thoughts. There he stood, dominant and enigmatic in his black pants and a shirt, a subtle smile playing on his lips. He closed the door gently behind him and crossed the room, his eyes never leaving yours.

"Hello, Sweetheart," he said softly, his voice carrying an undertone of warmth and reassurance. You felt your cheeks flush with embarrassment as he approached the bed.

He sat down on the edge of the bed, his large hands settling on your shoulders lightly as you too sat up, revealing your modest nightgown to him. 

With tenderness, he ran his fingers through your hair, his touch sending shivers down your spine.

"You said that you had something special planned for me tonight," you started nervously, trying to formulate your question. "Will I need to get dressed for that? Will you be taking me somewhere?" you asked, but Tommy shook his head. 

"That's right, sweetheart. I have something special planned for you, but it does not involve us leaving the house," he replied softly, his eyes still holding yours with their intensity.

"So, what do you have planned then, Tommy?" you asked curiously with your cheeks blushing in several shades of red and pink. 

"I want to make you feel really good Y/N, would you like that?" your stepfather announced. His voice dropped to a husky whisper, and an even deeper blush crept across your face as you nodded hesitantly. You knew deep down that something about this was wrong, but the thought of pleasing him as well as the attraction you felt towards him overwhelmed any doubts.

Tommy shifted closer, his arm wrapping protectively around your waist, pulling you against his firm body as, still, you were sitting next to him, just much closer now. 

"Has another man ever made you feel good down there?" he asked gently, running his fingers over the naked flesh of your thighs, all the way to the area beneath your nightgown.

You swallowed nervously, your cheeks reddening even further. You hadn't ever discussed such things with anyone before, especially not with a man like your stepfather. 

"No, no one," you admitted, finding yourself answering truthfully, your voice wavering slightly. "No, nobody has ever touched me there." You watched his expression change from curiosity to relief, his eyes searching yours for understanding.

"So, no one has ever touched your pussy, eh?" Tommy clarified, his voice gentle yet commanding. 

"No" you confirmed, feeling the nervousness building up inside you. You didn't quite understand why you were suddenly feeling anxious, but you realized that this was something different from the other experiences you had shared with your stepfather. You felt vulnerable, yet excited by the prospect of discovering new sensations together.

"Would you like me to touch your pussy?" Tommy then inquired gently, stroking your hair once more to calm your nerves. Your heart raced, and your palms grew clammy with anticipation.

Nodding timidly, you gave a hesitant, yet enthusiastic affirmative. Your eyes locked with his, conveying trust and eagerness.

"Good," he murmured, bringing his hand to your waist, his fingers grazing the smooth fabric of your nightgown. "It will feel nice, I promise," he told you as, with tender precision, he slid the fabric aside, exposing your delicate thighs to the cool air.

"Spread your legs a little, Sweetheart," Tommy said and, after you reluctantly complied, he slowly slipped his hand into your panties, his finger making contact with your virgin cunt.

"Relax," he cooed, placing a gentle kiss upon your forehead as he still sat next to you, gently touching your sensitive folds.

"There's nothing to be afraid of, Sweetheart. I won't hurt you. I will just make you feel good, eh?" His voice was reassuring, his touch tender, and you found yourself calming down under his guidance.

"Does it feel nice?" your stepfather then asked gently, his finger continuing to stroke your inner folds, evoking sensations you had never experienced before. You took a deep breath, closing your eyes, and focusing on the sensations coursing through your body.

"Yes, it feels strange but nice," you admitted softly, opening your eyes and meeting his gaze.

"Good girl," he reassured you, a warm smile on his face as he continued to run his fingers over your cunt gently before, finally, removing them and bringing them to his lips.

He tasted your essence and smiled. "See, you are already getting wet for me too," he said while using his soaked fingers to gesture towards your moistening panties. 

Your face flushed crimson, and you turned away from him, trying to hide your embarrassment.

"Why am I getting wet?" you asked quietly, feeling embarrassed.

"Because your body is responding to my touch Sweetheart. It wants more if it," he explained, his voice warm and comforting. "It's a natural reaction."

As he spoke, his hand continued to caress your inner thigh, drawing circles on your soft skin.

"Just relax and enjoy it," he advised gently, his tone reassuring as his fingers dipped back into your folds, gently circling and teasing your budding entrance. You moaned in response, your body relaxing slowly, giving into his touch. 

"Can I have a look at your pussy? I would really like to see it," Tommy eventually whispered into your ear, his warm breath sending shivers down your spine. 

"Okay, but just quickly," you nodded, taking a deep breath to steel yourself.

"Okay Sweetheart. How about you take off your nightgown and panties for me and lie down. I will only have a quick look, eh?" Tommy said, his voice filled with anticipation.

"Okay, Tommy," you replied, carefully removing your nightgown and panties as your stepfather had instructed.

Lying down on the bed, you felt exposed and vulnerable, but Tommy seemed to sense your discomfort. With his gentle touch, he lifted your leg onto his shoulder, positioning your entrance at eye level.

His eyes traced every curve and fold of your pink, wet flesh, a mix of desire and admiration flashing in his eyes. "This is beautiful," he whispered, his voice filled with awe.

Tommy then kneeled by your side and touched your wet folds again, his eyes hungry with desire.

"Can I have a look inside?" Tommy asked softly, leaning closer. Your eyes widened in surprise, but you nodded hesitantly, unable to say no to him. He gently placed his finger on your labia, testing your readiness. 

With two fingers, he then opened you up, exposing your inner flesh to his gaze gently by parting your lips and saying, "I am going to put one finger inside you now, Sweetheart," his eyes glazed over with lust. 

You trembled, a mixture of fear and arousal coursing through your veins. You felt the gentle pressure of his index finger as it pressed against your tight entrance, gradually working its way inside you.

"Is this alright, Love?" he asked, his voice full of concern. You nodded, trying to stay composed as the sensation of having something foreign inside you sent shockwaves throughout your body.

"Is this, okay? Can I go a bit deeper?" he repeated, making sure you were comfortable with his ministrations.

"Yes, it's fine. You can go a bit deeper I think," you replied, trying to maintain composure.

The feeling of your stepfather's finger inside you was both alien and enticing, sending waves of excitement coursing through your body.

"I can go even deeper if you wish, past your hymen," he offered gently, his fingers probing further within you. You hesitated, unsure of how far you were willing to go. "Only if you're ready," he added, assuring you of his care and respect.

"I don't know," you stammered, your breath catching in your throat while Tommy withdrew his finger from your wet folds.

"That's fine, Sweetheart," he said, before making another inquiry. "Perhaps I could kiss you down there for a while? That will help you relax," he said gently, leaning closer.

You hesitated, feeling torn between your instinctive response and your trust in him. Ultimately, you nodded hesitantly, allowing him to continue.

Soon, his lips brushed against your sensitive folds, exploring the terrain with his tongue. The sensation was foreign yet inviting, causing your breath to hitch in your throat.

"Do you like that?" he asked softly, his mouth lingering against your sensitive flesh.

"Yes," you breathed out, your heart racing as his touch became more intimate.

"Do you want more?" he asked gently, his thumb gliding along your sensitive folds, eliciting sensations you had never experienced before.

You nodded, tentatively giving in to his guidance. As his fingers teased and explored your inner depths, he positioned himself between your legs, his eyes seeking approval from you.

"I want to taste more of you, Sweetheart," he whispered, his eyes reflecting a mix of tenderness and hunger. You hesitated, feeling overwhelmed by the intensity of the moment.

"What should I do?" you asked, looking into his eyes for guidance.

"Just relax and let me make you feel good," he replied, his voice soothing. 

With gentle ease, he lowered his head and began kissing and suckling your most intimate parts, evoking sensations that sent ripples of pleasure through your entire being.

As he explored your folds with his mouth, you couldn't help but let out small cries of ecstasy, reveling in the novelty of the experience.

His tongue danced along your inner walls, evoking feelings you had never imagined possible. In that moment, you knew that you wanted more, craving the unique blend of pleasure and vulnerability that his touch provided.

"You are incredibly responsive," Tommy complimented you, the tip of his tongue darting across your sensitive flesh.

"It feels amazing," you confessed, your hands gripping the sheets tightly as you tried to hold onto the intense sensations coursing through your body.

"I didn't know it could feel like this," you whispered, your breath hitching in your throat. "And it makes me want more," you confessed, the words tumbling out of your mouth in a mixture of wonder and arousal.

Tommy pulled away slightly, his face filled with pride and satisfaction at having brought you to such heights of pleasure. "It is an incredible experience, isn't it?" he said softly, stroking your cheek with his hand.

"Yes, it is amazing Tommy. Is that what you do with my mum?" you asked, feeling a sudden burst of curiosity.

"No, we do things differently, Love" he assured you gently, his eyes reflecting a mix of love and respect for your mother. "But it's time for you to explore these sensations," he said, his voice warm and reassuring. His hand returned to your folds, his fingers gliding effortlessly through your wetness, teasing and pleasuring you. The sensations were unfamiliar yet intensely gratifying, causing your body to respond with increasing fervor.

"What do you do with her and the other women you visit?" you asked, your curiosity piqued by the intensity of the sensations he had brought forth in you.

"Well," he began, thinking of the right words to say before simply telling you straight-out, "I usually put my cock into their holes, Love." 

"Into here?" you asked, touching your cunt while feeling intrigued and yet nervous at the thought.

"Yes, Love. It goes in there sometimes, and it feels really nice when it is inside," he replied gently, his hand expertly moving your hand out of the way and stroking your folds as he talked.

"Would you like me to do this to you?" His question took you by surprise, sending waves of nervousness and curiosity coursing through your body. "I think you would enjoy it," he said, smirking slightly. 

"Uhm, I don't know Tommy. Can I see it first? Your penis, I mean," you said, your curiosity growing.

Tommy smiled, understanding your hesitation.

"Of course, Sweetheart," he replied, sitting up and undoing his trousers. He revealed his erect member, which was already dripping with precum. It stood tall and proud, causing your eyes to widen in surprise.

"It's big," you said, your eyes fixated on his impressive length.

"Not too big, just right for you," he replied confidently, his voice filled with pride. "I think you will find it pleasurable, if you let me put it into you." 

You looked up at him, still feeling uneasy but intrigued by the idea of experiencing something new. "Will it hurt?" you asked, a slight quiver in your voice betraying your apprehension.

"Only at first." He assured you gently.

Your eyes traveled from his erection to his face, searching for reassurance in his gaze.

"Okay, yes, you can put it inside me. But just for a little bit," you finally agreed, your voice wavering with uncertainty.

"Good girl. I will be gentle. Now, how about you lie down for me, eh?" Tommy suggested, helping you get into a more comfortable position.

You obeyed, lying down on your back, your breath coming in short gasps as you awaited his next move.

Tommy undressed quickly and then positioned himself between your legs, his eyes filled with desire as he looked upon his prize. He reached down and tenderly caressed your cheek, smiling reassuringly.

"Are you ready to become a woman, Sweetheart?" he asked, his voice deep and full of anticipation, and you nodded hesitantly, steeling yourself for the unknown journey ahead. 

Tommy positioned himself between your legs, his large member teasingly close to your entrance. Slowly, gently, he pushed inside you, guiding himself with careful precision. Your eyes widened in astonishment as he entered you, filling you with his presence. His gaze locked with yours, a mix of concern and adoration evident in his eyes.

You gasped, overwhelmed by the feeling of fullness, yet yearning for more. Tears pricked the corners of your eyes, both from the intensity of the sensation and the emotional weight of the moment.

"Am I hurting you?" Tommy asked gently, his own breath quickening in anticipation. "Yes," you replied, surprised by the intensity of the sensation, yet eager to continue. "But just a little. Please keep going," you urged, wanting to overcome the initial discomfort and fully embrace the sensations. Tommy nodded, his eyes softening with affection as he adjusted his position, ensuring maximum comfort for both of you.

"You are very tight, Sweetheart. Much tighter than your mother," he said appreciatively, his brow furrowing with concentration as he began to move inside you.

"It hurts a bit," you admitted, wincing as the sensation intensified. "Is it normal?" you asked, feeling both embarrassed and concerned.

"Of course, Sweetheart. It is normal. You have never done this before," he replied, his expression mirroring a mix of tenderness and understanding. "It's natural. Just take your time, and remember to breathe deeply, eh," he instructed, guiding you into a slow rhythm that helped steady your breathing.

"There, that's it. Let go of any tension, Love," he murmured, his voice soothing your nerves. With each thrust, you could feel the pressure gradually dissipating, replaced by a wave of unexpected pleasure. The feeling of fullness engulfed you completely, sending shivers down your spine.

Despite the pain, you found yourself becoming aroused by the intensity of the sensations.

Each movement by Tommy seemed to increase the pressure, pushing you closer to the edge of pleasure. Your body began to arch and writhe beneath him, craving the release of the building tension. Your moans filled the air, signaling your increasing need for fulfillment.

Tommy noticed your response and adjusted his pace accordingly, his movements becoming more deliberate and focused. The sensations intensified, igniting a fire within you that burned brightly. Your cries of ecstasy echoed throughout the room, causing your body to tremble in anticipation.

The pleasure was overwhelming, consuming you entirely. Your body convulsed underneath Tommy, unable to resist the urge to come. As the peak approached, you felt the world around you spinning, your vision turning black as your mind succumbed to the all-consuming bliss.

Finally, the climax came, washing over you in a tidal wave of pleasure. Your muscles contracted involuntarily, pulling Tommy deeper into you.

He groaned in satisfaction, his hands grasping your hips firmly until he could not hold it anymore. 

With a final surge of power, he gave one last thrust, coming deep inside you, his entire body shuddering with ecstasy. 

"What just happened?" you asked, your eyes wide with shock. Your body still trembled from the overwhelming sensations, your mind trying to process the experience.

"You just had your first orgasm," Tommy answered gently, his fingers gently caressing your cheek. "I am glad I could give that to you, Sweetheart."

"I didn't expect it to feel so good," you admitted, your voice still shaky from the intensity of the moment. "But I really liked it."

"I promised, didn't I, eh?" Tommy chuckled as he pulled out of you and with him came a thick stream of sticky liquid which ultimately leaked onto the sheets beneath you.

"What, uhm...what is that?" you asked, your eyes fixed on the fluid that had just come out of you when Tommy pulled his cock out of your cunt. 

"That's called cum, Love," Tommy explained gently, using a clean towel to wipe the excess fluid off your body. "It happens when a man orgasms. It's normal, so don't worry, eh."

He cleaned you thoroughly, making sure to remove any traces of his essence. He then wiped himself clean with a towel, disposing of it neatly in the bin.

"Now, Love, I think you should rest. I believe you have gone through quite an experience today," he said, his voice full of fatherly concern. "I want you to lie down and sleep for a few hours. And tomorrow, we will talk some more, eh?" Tommy said, planting a kiss on your forehead. "But remember, all of this needs to stay our little secret. Your mother cannot find out about this," Tommy reminded you, his voice stern and protective. "Promise me."

"I promise," you said solemnly, pledging your loyalty to the secret they were sharing.

"Good girl," Tommy replied, relieved. "Now, get some rest, Sweetheart." 

[osachiyo]

Men who treat you so damn nice. Cradling you gently as he stuffs his huge cock inside your aching cunt, practically bullying himself inside of your little hole as you sob :( But it's okay, he'll shush you gently all while wiping your precious tears away. Muttering soft words of praise as he bottoms out completely. You're already panting like a bitch in heat before he even starts thrusting. He knows you are sensitive. He knows he made you cum too many times on his tongue, the bottom half of his handsome face still sticky with your sweet arousal, god was it sinful. He also knows you're his big girl, aren't you? You'll take it for him, right?

"G-god..you're taking me so well, pretty girl," he moaned, rocking his hips against yours as he held you against his chest. You were mewling and clawing at him pitifully, your little cries of "can't- baby.. 's too much!" He shushes you gently, his brain foggy from the grip of your tight cunt around him. His fingernails were digging into your plush hips, leaving small crescent marks. Throwing his head back as his thrusts increase their pace, rough fingers find your swollen clit, rubbing circles on the small bud as he groans. Your orgasm crashed into you like a truck, your eyes almost rolling back behind your closed lids as your jaw slacked. You felt his thrusts grow sloppy before-- "fuck!- oh shit..." A low growl rumbled in his chest, his cum spurting into you in ribbons as you both came down from your highs.

KAZUHA, diluc, VENTI, THOMA, childe, dazai, SIGMA, shoyo, nishinoya, DAICHI, WELT, jing yuan, DIAVOLO & any of your faves

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[drcranessweetestdoe]

heyyyyy

could you do a Tommy shelby fic?

in which he fucks Ada's bestfriend when she is 18!

hii, love this idea xx I have been writing this all day, time to celebrate with a jam sandwich:) xx

Finally mine

warning: agegap!, Thomas lusts after her while she is underage, grooming, virginity loss, virginity kink, innocence kink, unprotected sex, Tommy being a softie, possessiveness

pairing: Thomas Shelby x Innocent!Reader

summary: ever since he came back from the war, Tommy found himself wanting his sister’s lovely and sweet best friend, too bad he has to wait until she is 18

(Y/N) was the sweetest girl in the whole of Birmingham, always polite and kind. Thomas was smitten with her from day one. She and Ada met in school, she felt sorry that Ada was always alone, because everyone told their kids to stay away from the filthy Shelby’s. So, one day she gathered the courage and sat beside the sad girl, who was very excited to finally have a friend.

It was the age of war, so everyone was always on the edge of a meltdown. And money wasn’t exactly falling from the sky. While (Y/N)’s family weren’t considered aristocrats by any chance, she never had to worry about not getting fed, or not having a warm bed to sleep in. That was something that the Shelby’s couldn’t exactly relate to, there was little money and quite a few mouths to feed. Aunt Polly tried her best to feed the hungry children at the table, but she was failing more and succeeding less. Her sister-in-law’s three big boys were away at war, but they were always talked about.

One day, the thirteen year old (Y/N) plopped down beside her best friend Ada with a full lunch box in hand. She always had lunch packed with her, but Ada never did. For a long time, she just assumed that the malnourished girl was not hungry in school. While she was munching on her apple, she heard the growl of a hungry belly and Ada turned her head down in shame. While a girl is naive at 13, (Y/N) immediately knew that her friend was hungry, and that she probably didn’t get as much food at home as she did. When Ada looked back at her, she reacted with a wide smile to the outstretched hand towards her, holding a big red apple.

For the rest of the break, they just sat under their tree, silently chewing on their apples, with a smile on both faces.

That is how Ada knew that (Y/N) was going to be her lifelong best friend. She opened up to her when they were sharing a cigarette on the edge of the forest.

“We had more money before the war, if Tommy was here he would make sure that we have food.” Ada explained.

(Y/N) just blinked at her friend. “Who’s Tommy?”

———-

Three years later, the girls were now sixteen and the war was finally over. Because (Y/N) herself didn’t have any brothers, or sisters, she didn’t know how many families waited for this day to come.

It was a pretty summer day, and she made her way to the Shelby household, where she was always welcomed by Aunt Polly. Except, when she walked into the house, there was only one man sitting at the table. Her breath got stuck in her throat and she blushed heavily, he was very handsome. For a moment she believed that she walked into the wrong house, but the photographs on the walls proved otherwise. He was smoking a cigarette and staring at the wall blankly, he was so lost in his own thoughts that he didn’t even hear her come in.

Thomas just wanted a moment to himself in his childhood house before going back to the Garrison, he was not the same man anymore. Suddenly, he saw a figure in the corner of his eye. A second later, the two pairs of eyes met. His previously sad eyes lit up at the sight of her, but he tried to conceal it. She was so beautiful… Slender and weakish frame, something that made him eager to protect her. Her long and soft looking hair. And that face, oh god, that pretty face.

“H-Hi… I’m (Y/N).” She walked closer to him and stuck her hand out for him, she recognized him from the pictures, he was one of Ada’s brothers.

He heard about her, Aunt Pol always told him what was happening on Watery Lane in the letters she sent to Tommy. She had mentioned Ada’s lovely friend, multiple times. She told him that the girl was pretty, very kind, and that she went with her to church on Sundays when no one else wanted to, just so Polly didn’t have to go alone.

Tommy smiled at her, and she felt herself get lost in those bright blue gems of eyes. Instead of shaking her hand, he brought it to his lips and planted a little kiss on it. Her hand was soft and warm, it was a while since he felt the touch of a gentle female. He smiled when she blushed more at his kiss. “Thomas Shelby.”

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From that day on, Miss (Y/L/N) was under the protection of the Peaky Blinders. Thomas always had one of his men following her and Ada to school, and then back home. It killed him knowing that he couldn’t touch her, make her his, not yet anyway. That would have been immoral and awful, and he knew that aunt Pol would have broken his hand in two and cut off his cock. That didn’t mean he hadn’t spent too many night fucking his fist to the thought of her. Everyone in the Shelby clan could see how soft he was towards her, always making sure that she stays out of the bad things, and whenever she came over and he was working, his eyes basically formed into hearts and followed her everywhere. The family loved her, she enjoyed baking and she always made sure that at least once a week she turned up to the office with home-baked treats. Those kinds of sweet treats calmed everyone down, business was blooming after all.

Ever since Tommy came back from the war, he only let himself be pleasured by whores, the one girl he wanted was the one he had to wait for. He always hired prostitutes that resembled her even the slightest bit. He imagined that he was burying himself inside her wet and warm walls, he overheard her and Ada and he was very well aware that she was untouched, a sweet little virgin. In Small Heath, the girls started sleeping around in their teens, but she, at 17, didn’t care about the boys her age. She wanted a certain gangster, who was nearing his thirties.

He didn’t even claim her yet, but wherever she walked, everyone knew she was Tommy Shelby’s girl. He sent her gifts, and always a handwritten note. Her heart never failed to warm up when she saw the little T.S on the bottom of the cards. Flowers, chocolates, exotic spices that she could put in her sweet treats, jewellery, dresses, everything a 17 year old girl loves. She was spoiled by him. When she wore one of the dresses that he got for her, she always sent him a shy smile and a little nod.

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Tomorrow was going to be the day when she would finally become 18 years old, a young lady. She felt so antsy getting to bed, knowing that she would wake up as an adult. She also deeply hoped that Tommy would do something, after 2 years of gifts, protection and lustful gazes from distance. It was safe to say that her standards were very much heightened.

When she woke up, she noticed a big box on the chair of her vanity, tied up in one of those big ribbons. Her mother must have brought it up for her, as she always did when her daughter’s name was on the box, written by the familiar handwriting.

She was smiling widely when she opened the box up, it had a beautiful silky dress and a gold locket necklace. She marvelled at the divine fabric, but quickly blushed when she looked into the box again. There was a set of white lingerie and a note.

Tonight, I’ll send a car to pick you up at 7pm, be ready.

~T.S

She melted at that, and she felt her lower tummy warm up. This evening, she will finally be claimed.

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By the time 7pm rolled around, she did everything she could to make herself look pretty for him. She took a long hot bath, made sure she smelled good everywhere. She washed her hair and tied up half of it with a bow. She put lotion all over herself, sprayed herself with perfume and put the lovely dress on. Sitting in her vanity, she put on some makeup. She felt beautiful.

She got her light coat on, along with kitten heels and she was waiting for his car to come. When it did, she sat in the backseat and greeted the driver.

She got driven to Arrow house, which she only heard about before. It was so huge, and overwhelming, but very nice.

A maid took her coat and escorted her to the dining roomom. Just like the rest of the house, it was quite big, both the room itself and the table. It was decorated elegantly, the candlelight flooded the room. Just as she stepped in, Thomas walked in the room on the other door. He looked so handsome as always, with his muscular frame and his tailored suit.

His heart nearly jumped out of his chest, she looked like an angel, and she was standing in his house, wearing his gift. The maid left, now there were only two of them in the room, he walked up to her. With a gentle hand on her waist, he pulled her closer so he could plant a kiss on her cheek and whisper in her ear. “You look absolutely gorgeous.” He got even closer, her head was spinning with him so close, his masculine scent sent her hormones into overdrive. “I hope the dress isn’t the only gift of mine on you.”

He felt his dick twitch when she looked up at him like that, a gentle glint in her eyes. She shaked her head, too lost in his eyes to answer with words. To shake her out of her trance, he guided her to her seat, with his hand still on her slender waist.

He sat next to her, the maids kept on serving the finest of foods. Thomas also brought out a bottle of red wine. Both of them were surprised how easy it was for them to talk. They talked and ate, and Tommy even found himself laughing. He also found out how innocent she was, she wasn’t stupid, just inexperienced, and he was more than happy to give her experience. She also had a big heart, and a gentle soul, she was everything he needed.

While everyone in Small Heath tried to warn her about Thomas Shelby, she never understood why. He was just trying to protect his family and give them a chance at a better life, he was also an absolute softie for her. She could see that he had a lot of love to give, he enjoyed being the leader and defeating other gang leaders, but he must have been craving someone who could take care of him for once, she knew that she wanted to be that person.

When they finished dessert, he pulled her chair closer to his and cradled one of her blushing cheek into his palm.

“Are you aware of my intentions towards you?” He asked in a serious tone, she knew that he wasn’t fooling around. Now or never. She nodded as much as she could with the gentle hold on her face, but he wasn’t having it. “Answer me with words, I want to see if you really want this.” She felt dizzy by hearing his dominating tone.

“Yes, I know your intentions with me.” She replied shyly.

“What are they?” His fingers started to move her hair out of her face, caressing her in the process.

“Y-You want to make me yours.” She spoke lowly, it was hard to speak when he was looking at her as if he was seconds away from ravaging her.

“Yes, and do you want that, (Y/N)? Do you want me to make you mine?” He was even closer now, he whispered seductively in her ear, his full lips were nearly touching the shell of her ear. “Just say the word, sweetheart, and I will give you everything you crave. Please, let me give you the world.” Thomas Shelby barely used the word ‘please’, but he was nearly begging for her. She almost giggled, as if she really needed much convincing.

“I want it, I want it so bad, Tommy…” She was getting impatient, and he saw it on her.

“Shh, sweetheart… Don’t let your pretty head worry, I’m going to take care of you so nicely.” He stood up and stuck his hand out for her to take. “Come.”

He walked with her to his bedroom, she was walking behind him so she couldn’t see the wicked grin on his lips. When they stepped in the door, he just kept on walking, which caused her to walk backwards, until her knees hit the bed and she had fallen down on it.

He didn’t waste a second and crawled on top of her, his lips slowly finding hers. Their kiss started out slow, he guided her lips with his own. After a few minutes, noticing that she was starting to become more and more confident, he slipped his tongue into her open mouth. His hand wandered to her back, where the zipper was, his head pulled away so he could ask for silent permission. Once he got it, he helped her sit up and he removed the dress. Sitting back on his heels, he admired the sight in front of him, her young body was just begging to be ruined. She was wearing the lace, she looked exactly like an angel. His lips glued themselves to her neck and they sucked and bit, her noises were proof that she was enjoying his touch. He made sure to really mark her up, she wasn’t going to leave his mansion for a while, he needed his time with his new prize. She bit down on her lips to hide her moans, something he growled at.

“Don’t you dare. I want to hear you, don’t hold back, sweetheart.”

He went down to her breasts, he also reached under her arched back and unclasped her bra. She tried to cover herself, but he was having none of it. He slowly unpeeled her arms from her chest and kissed all around her breasts. “How beautiful! Such a nice pair of tits you have, the best I’ve seen.” He sucked a nipple into his mouth and she mewled loudly, she didn’t expect to feel so aroused while getting her nipples sucked at. He made sure that he gave both of her tits the same treatment before going lower.

Before he could do more, he stood up to remove his shirt and pants, her presence was making him hotter by the minute. He hooked his fingers into her panties and his cock nearly tore his underwear when he saw how the crotch was stuck to her entrance. She was already so ready for him. He yanked harder and they finally parted, he brought her panties up to his nose and inhaled deeply. “Mhm, so sweet… But, I think I need to feel this from the source.” Tommy dropped to his knees in front of her spread legs, her mind was making her doubt herself. What if she looked ugly down there? What if it smelled or tasted b—

“OH— Tommy!” She moaned loudly when his tongue licked a long stripe up her slit. He just chuckled into her pussy darkly, then he moved on to her pleasure. His mouth was sucking her throbbing clit, his fingers slowly circled her entrance, teasing her.

“Fuck… Your cunt tastes divine, and it’s only for my mouth to taste.” It wasn’t even a question. She was unable to form a coherent sentence, she could only moan and thrash on his tongue. He took one finger and he slowly eased it into her, she was so wet that it slipped right into her, he didn’t hesitate to add another one. “You’re going so good, I cannot wait to feel this tight virgin pussy on my cock.” He curled his fingers and rubbed them right into her spongy spot, her fingers grabbed his hair and tried to push his face more into her heat. He felt her clenching more and more, so he sped up his movements and grinned proudly when she came undone with a whiny moan and a desperate call of his name.

He kissed his way back up to her heaving chest and looked up at her flushed face. He talked her through it, until her breathing evened out again. He slowly slipped his underwear off, his back straightened out for her to see his big cock. It was veiny and thick and it made her nervous. He kept her legs spread, while he kneeled between them, one of his hand smoothing her face and the other one gripped himself at his base. “Want to give a little touch? Don’t be scared, I’m going to make this very pleasurable for you, my sweet girl.” He hissed when her fingertips made contact with his dripping tip, he was so pent up and her soft touch nearly made him blow his load all over her juicy tits, but he had to stay patient. “Are you ready? Ready to become mine?”

“Yes, Tommy, please, I want to feel you. I-I waited for you.” This caused him to grin and give her a deep kiss.

“I know you did, little one.” He positioned himself at her entrance and he slowly began pushing in, he felt a bit of resistance, but with a sharp thrust, he managed to break through it. He wrapped her up in his arms and whispered sweet nothings into her ear soothingly. “I know, I know. It will feel better in a minute, your pussy just has to adjust to my cock. Relax.” It didn’t hurt as much as she thought it would, but it still did, the girls in her class made it sound worse, or maybe their boyfriends didn’t take the time to prep them properly. That made her so proud, her Tommy made sure she was ready. She tried her best to relax her muscles and she felt the pain lessen. She planted a shy kiss on Tommy’s neck at which he chuckled at. “Good girl. You’re mine now, only mine.” He slowly began moving in and out of her.

Her walls gripped on him like a vice, he didn’t need any whores anymore, he had her now. His hands lifted her hips up a bit, so his cock was hitting her spot at every thrust. He went more and more faster, his fingers also began rubbing on her swollen clitoris.

“AH— Tommy, I’m going to—do that thing again.” His innocent little girl, so good for him.

“Good… I can feel you squeeze me, come on, sweet girl, come for me. Come on my cock. Let me fill you up. Let me make you mine.” With a shout of his name and a cry, she came around him. When he felt her walls pulsing around him, he let go too. His warm cum painted her walls, and it was such a delicious sensation. He stayed inside her for a few minutes, both of them trying to catch their breaths.

When he pulled out, he sat back so he could watch his cum leak out of her spent hole. He looked down proudly at his softening cock, which had some of her blood on it. Shit, he really filled her up with his load, there was so much of it. And the whiteness of him and the dark crimson of her virginity made such a lovely contrast together.

He took a rag from his bedside table and cleaned her up, making sure that he was gentle with her, the girl just got fucked and she was sensitive both physically and mentally, he had to be gentle.

After he made sure they were both clean, he once again brought her into his embrace. He smiled at her lovingly, which caused her to do the same. Her hair was all puffy from his touch, but he loved it.

“Are you okay? Does it hurt?” He cradled her cheek, and caressed her under eye area with his fingertip.

“I’m good, I feel a bit sore, but it’s okay.” She nuzzled into his neck and left little kisses. “I’m so happy to be here with you.”

He smiled in a way he didn’t for a long time, and he felt his heartbeat quicken. He wanted to give the world to the girl in his arms, and he felt the primal urge to protect her and keep her away from all the bad. “Me too. I’m happy to know that you’re finally mine.”

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