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[aivarakyoki]

Keine Pädophilie hier. Das ist einfach ekelhaft.

Reblog if you are not a pedophile.

If everyone doesn’t reblog this, I’m unfollowing all of you.

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All my progress for the next story got deleted.

#i hate this #i hate everything #please help #ao3 #therapy #screaming crying throwing up

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https://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.infinitycow.eplay

This is just what I needed to start my day. Ps. Ich bin damit beschäftigt, in Deutschland zu verrotten

#kny #i need therapy #thank you #ao3 #i need sleep

[aivarakyoki]

I would keep looking

*open tumblr*

✨MEN✨

✨WITH✨

✨BIG✨

✨TITS✨

*close tumblr*

[aivarakyoki]

Surprisingly I'm still alive. Sorry I haven't been around much.

Surgery decided to be a bitch and now I'm staying in the hospital for three more weeks.

Other than me having a broken leg right now, everything sucks.

#hospital #im stuck #i hate everything #i wanna sleep #my poor attempt at a joke #i need therapy #i need to leave #ao3 writer #kny #ill be back

[aivarakyoki]

#ao3 #kny x y/n #kny x reader #dom reader #kny #sub demon slayer #kny smut

[aivarakyoki]

New Years Night

Warning: Pegging, fingering, no mdni blogs, feminine nicknames(princess), gn reader

Kyojuro was sitting on the roof of your house, waiting for the fireworks when the clock strikes 12. He felt lonely, sure he had the others as company earlier, but he felt that there was something missing.

“You here alone?” Kyojuro jolted and quickly turned around to be faced by you- Y/n, who has recently achieved the rank Hashira. “Yeah I guess so” He lowered his guard once he realizes it was you. You were a hard worker, much like himself so you both got along quickly.

“Im on my own as well” You took a seat beside him and you both waited in silence for a while. Rengoku gazed at you with his owlish eyes, his heart beat sped up and he blushed a little when your hand brushes across his own making his blush worsen. He developed a crush on you three months after you became a Hashira and he tried his best to hide it.

“Something wrong?” Of course you knew about him having a crush on you. You noticed the signs when he left lingering touches and hugs that last a bit too long. “Kyojuro?”

He snapped out of his trance when he felt you getting closer with a slightly worried look on your face when he didn't answer. “Im f-fine”

“Your not fine” Rengoku flinched when he felt you getting closer, he could feel your cold breath on his neck making him shiver. “Tell me whats wrong” He could feel a bulge in his pants from your touch and that just made him more embarrassed. But you knew exactly what you were doing. With a coy smirk you started palming his bulge. “W-what are you d-doing!?” He gasped from the friction and started subconsciously grinding down on your thigh.

“Already wet for me, princess?” You could see the wet spot on his pants. It made him embarrassed that he came so quick but your touch just felt so good for him♡. “I-im not!” He tried protesting, but couldn't deny the pleasure you made him feel.

“Follow me” You stopped palming his bulge and got down from the roof. Rengoku was a little confused but followed you inside nonetheless and into the bedroom.

He blushed even more at the possibilities of what you would do to him in that room. “On the bed” You commanded. He immediately complies and gets on the bed, eagerly awaited your touch. “Dont be impatient, princess” He was about to deny the nickname, but he gasped at you suddenly shoving your fingers through the rim of asshole to prep him.

“A-at least w-warn me first!~” He clenched around your fingers like a vice as he squirms. “Relax, princess, it'll feel better soon” You paused your movement so he could relax and continued once he grinded down on your fingers.

“Does it feels good, princess?” You sped up your fingers. “W-wai- AAH!~” He moaned like a common whore when you prodded your fingers against his prostate. It felt so good that his mind went blank as he clawed at the sheets.

A whine left his mouth when you pulled out your fingers, but it was replaced by a gasp when you slid your length/strap inside him. “T-too b-big!!~” He was full on panting once you bottomed out. “You can take it. I know you can”

You waited for him to adjust before you started ramming into his hole as it clenches around your length. “Y/n! Harder!!♡~” His delicious moans and the way his hole fluttered around your length/strap brought you over the edge.

FIVE

“I-i I'm g-gonna!!- Aagh!~” He orgasms for the 4th time with a loud, almost pornographic moan, and spurts ropes of cum all over his chest. You came shortly after him, painting his walls white. You didn't stop, Instead you sped up your pace.

FOUR

“I-i just came! Y-y/n♡!~” He was getting overwhelmed by the pleasure. You were hitting all the right places that made him moan more loudly. But you didn't care, you wanted everyone to know you were the one fucking him this good.

THREE

His body was littered in hickeys and marks that proved he belongs to you. “Cum with me” He felt another approaching orgasm, and so did you.

TWO

The sound of skin slapping in the room picked up as the both of you chased your highs. You let out a groan feeling the knot in your stomach building up. “Y/n♡!!~” He came with a moan of your name and with one last thrust you also came and filled him up again then pulled out.

ONE

The fireworks lit up the sky signifying that New Years had arrived as you both laid there out of breath from your recent activities. “Happy New Year, princess” “Happy New Year, Y/n”

Me rn:

#kny x y/n #kny x reader #dom reader #kny #sub demon slayer #kny smut #sub rengoku #ao3

[aivarakyoki]

I need some asks to replenish my dying motivation.

This time I wanna go after Kyujuro.

#rengoku kyojuro #dom reader #kny #sub demon slayer #kny x reader #kny x y/n

[aivarakyoki]

can you do the hantengu clones x reader who is short but can also pick them up like lightweight

Of course!

Short GN who can pick the Hantengu clones easily

Warnings: Implied sexual content (Karaku throwing innuendos) and Threats to reader (Sekido).

Sekido:

Sekido doesn't really care that you are short, if he calls you a "little shit" it's not because of your size but because of your attitude. Going around, not listening to him, it makes him angry, even worse if you answer with a "I am not little!" Then he will grab i to anything to continue arguing. "You can say that the second you don't have to look up to see my eyes instead of eyeing my chest!" But it's not hat he comments of it or bullies you, it's just for the sake of fighting and take his anger out on something.

Most of the time he respects you, even if he never helps when you struggle with something, he protects your pride and expects you to do the same for him... you didn't get that far. Still, it's common for you both to have arguments. "Really, how can you be so weak and useless?! Can't you do one thing I tell you? I'm just asking for you to not cause trouble!" He scolds you after forcefully pulling you out the battlefield as the rest of the clones do all the work.

He was about to continue but he gets interrupted by the sound of a strong impact and some trees falling, he looks back to the origin of the sound, wondering if a Hashira arrived. More reason to get you out. "We must leave. Now!" He was about to grab you but you took his waist to set him over your shoulder, if you are doing this then you at least get to have some control of it. "What are you doing?! PUT ME DOWN!" You don't listen and run, hearing that he is embarrased.

He doesn't weight that much to you, you could feel Karaku is lighter when he leans into you but he is not half as heavy as Urogi. "I said PUT ME DOWN YOU LITTLE BITCH!" Just for the laughs you give him a little spank to shit him up as you keep running. After some minutes of silence as Sekido processes the anger he feels, you hear a whisper. "If you don't put me down right now I will take out your fingers one by one and feed them to Urogi." ... you left him down, recieving a punch when you did.

Karaku:

"Awww~ having troubles reaching the bookshell? Do you need my help in that, "little one"? Hahahaha!" Of course, Karaku makes fun of your height whenever it becomes clear you struggle with it. You look up to him angrily, this only making him laugh a bit more. He really likes to tease, so he goes and lean into you, using hour head as arm support, not putting all his weight. "Ask nicely and I will help you."

You only arch your eyebrow looking at his cheeky grin, so you move as you kick his leg to make him trip and fall. "Not so cocky now, are we? You look better from above." You tease Karaku as he groans against the floor. "Yeah, yeah. Whatever you say, babe. Be nice and help me to stand, will ya?" He hives his hand for you to help him, smiling playfully. He probably plans to pull you into the floor with him, knowing how he can get. Instead, you grab his arm and legs to pull him easily into bridal style.

Karaku giggles a bit as he shifts to put your arms behind your neck. "Oh, my! You are pretty strong, are you not?" You chuckle at that, Karaku is pretty light himself, you know by sure he weights the least of the cones besides Zohakuten. "Nah. You are just too light, maybe you should eat more." He chuckles as he moves his mouth into your ear. "You mean you could fold me and dominate the shit out of me? Want to try out~?" You are slightly tempted to let him fall, but you only grab him tighter.

"Quit being a tease." He only chuckles more before shifting his weight again. "Make me~." Oh, you will make him... you threw him into the floor. "Ouch! Ok, ok, I quit!" You chuckle, maybe you will see into his offer later as you actually help him stand up this time. "See? It wasn't so hard."

Urogi:

"So cute! So cute! Y/N is so small!" Urogi likes to tease you... whenever he feels like it. Honestly, sometimes he just forgets that you are short, since you are just you to him most of the time, then he remembers and laughs about it from nowhere. But you always know what he is talking about. Urogi sonetimes also just comments on it, since he thinks it makes you cute. "You are like a little animal, like a little, fluffy and meaty rabbit!" It gets uncomfortable but it's not ill intentioned.

Urogi also likes to, literally, step and sit on you, after flying sometimes he will land in your back and shoulders, sometimes he just jumps over your arms and expects you to catch and carry him. He is the clone that weights the more, having two extra giant limbs does that, which also makes it hard to balance him for you both to not fall when he lands in you. Besides that... you can with him.

The funniest part is that Urogi doesn't seem to realize whe weights the amount he does, at least he doesn't realize he weighes more than Aizetsu, who also can hold him, but Sekido and Karaku can't, they fall instantly when they "try", as Urogi also just steps on them as well. "Hey, Urogi! Everything good?" You ask him as he kneels over your arm and the other shoulder, digging his talons a bit for support. It hurts a bit, but nothing more than a sting.

"Yup! I'm just comfy here. Can you hold me here? It's nice to be close to the ground but still in heights." You can, easily.... but you decide not to this time. "Sorry, got things to do." .... He whines until you give in... damned bird.

Aizetsu:

Aizetsu barely comments on your height, not really caring about it unless when feeling pity you need help or support reaching certain things because of it. He is still more than willing to grab you and raise you if you need help, feeling it would be a bit embarrasing for you if he hands you the object you are trying to get. He has the strongest set of arms of the clones, being the one that weighs the second most.

"Thanks for the help Aizetsu, but you don't need to do this every time..." Truth be told, being raised in the air as if you were a child is also a bit embarrasing, but Aizetsu doesn't get that part. "It's ok, I don't mind." That is why you decided to start also grabbing him and carrying him around, the first time he stopped processing, confused and not knowing what to say. Then, he started to just accept his fate as you started carrying him around as if his was a lap dog or a cat.

"You are very strong to be able to pick me up like this, I don't weight little." He comments one day, not even fighting it as you suddenly grabbed him ond put him over your shoulder for it to be more comfortable. "My height doesn't show my strengh, does it?" You say as you walk him somewhere else, not really having a reason to do so, just wanting to pick him up like he does to you. "No, it doesn't." He tends to spend most of the time looking at the floor, being that his way to tell you he wants to be put down.

Still, he doesn't complain and wait for you to do so, not even attempting to get out of your hold, even letting you cuddle him like this. "You are very cute Aizetsu." He only blushes looking anywhere but you. "Just put me down, please." You will see when you feel like it.

[aivarakyoki]

“ I'll Be Fucking You Right ”

Degrading, dom reader, gn reader, sub karaku, reader has a strap/dick. Imagine Karaku in front of you on the bed. Legs wide open and arms tied behind his back, just waiting for you to fill his greedy hole with your strap/dick.

“C-come on~ I wanna feel you inside already” He spread his legs wider showcasing his already prepped hole. “You already prepped yourself? What a greedy slut” You decide to get it over with and sink your cock/strap inside him. “A-agh! H-hurry..” He grinds against your cock/strap seemingly impatient. You slap his ass.hard. “H-aah!~” “You'll take whatever I give you, you fucking whore”. You give his ass another slap while pistoning inside him, setting at a brutal pace. “Yes! R-right th-there!~” At this point you were fucking his prostate so hard that his mind went dumb. Your cock/strap was hitting all the right places making his eyes roll into the back of his head and his moans grew louder than before. He felt his orgasm approaching as he arches his back beautifully “Such a good little slut for my cock/strap~” You grip his hips tightly and pick up the speed, chasing your own orgasm. “W-wait! T-too Fast!!~ AAH~~” You lean towards his chest and promptly bite his nipple. “A-AGH!!~~ Y-you know those are s-sensitive!!!~” His moans only got more whorish as his orgasm ripples through him and he cums hard on to his chest. That doesn't stop you from slowing down your harsh pase, seeing Karaku tremble and twitch below you makes you want to mess him up more “Don't think that I'm done with you yet, I'm just getting started”

When you finally get motivation:

#kny x y/n #ao3 #kny x reader #dom reader #hantengu clones #sub demon slayer #karaku #gn reader #sub kny #kny #kny smut #im back #after so many years

[aivarakyoki]

Nice

HIII IM THE ONE THAT SENT THE KARAKU THIRST >_< (if I think it's the one you're referring to where I use >_< in the thirst then that's mine!!) I LOVE HIM SM AUUUGH!!! Also I love your new pfp it's soo cutee ^-^💜 I'm gonna do some more thirsting bc I CAN NOT get the clones off my mind!!

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Imagine overstimulating Aizetsu!! He's so sensitive he just can't stop whining and whimpering auugh♡ he's squirming in your lap and his moans and whimpers are getting louds as his orgasm rushes to him once again. He's trying to push your hands away, he just can't take it anymore!! >_<

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also do you have/ do names for anons? If you do is it ok if I can be >_< anon? If you don't that's alright too!! I hope you like my silly thoughts abt the hantengu clones!! I hope you have a nice dayy💜

HI HELLO THANK YOU FOR THE FOOD, I LOVED IT! i wasn't much of a karaku girly til you sent that ask istg. and ty!! i love inosuke <33 oh and you can absolutely be >_< anon!

:ఌ¨ ♱ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 : nsfw, sub!aizetsu, dom!reader, overstimulation, dacryphilia, not proofread.

Aizetsu is devastatingly sensitive, whimpering and arching into every lick and caress. I'm sure you can guess that he's a crier, no matter how gently you're treating him. He just feels so good and can't help but sniffle. And if you thought he was a crybaby before, just wait and see how he becomes a sniveling, sobbing, squirming mess in your lap when you overstimulate him to tears.

He'll whine that he, "just can't take it!" and pleads so pathetically for a break, but you only flutter your lashes and smile serenely at his pleas.

"What's wrong? don't you wanna feel good? You were begging me to cum earlier. I'm giving you what you want." Your words only make him gargle and whimper more, hips squirming around in your lap, trying to get away from the hand that persistently tugs at his oversensitive cock.

Aizetsu is so pretty like this, sweat-slicked black hair sticking to his forehead, bright blue eyes swimming with tears he just can't stave off. For the most part, he hides his face in your shoulder, tongue lapping mindlessly at the length of your throat.

"B-but I already— ahn! please, I've already cum! it's too sensitive, please!" he cries, but his hips begin to buck into the tight tunnel of your fingers instead of away from it despite his protests.

It hurts to be touched so soon after cumming, but it feels so good.

"If it's too much why're you fucking my hand like a slut?" you chuckle huskily, eyes glimmering and dilated as you watch his bottom lip tremble.

"M'not! it's you, you k-keep... keep making me feel s'good, can't stop my hips." Aizetsu’s tone loses its bite towards the end, wavering as your thumb sweeps over the sensitive head of his cock to tease at the leaking slit.

Your hand makes a humiliating, lewd squelching noise on his cock, still slippery with his previous release. He hates how it makes him throb in your tight grip, kanji-inscribed eyes tipping back into his head as you pluck every thought and worry from his pretty little head.

His balls throb, already taut and clenched close to his body in anticipation. Aizetsu shudders harshly and sags against you, shaking and drooling a wet spot onto your shirt. He realizes, almost miserably, that he's going to cum again. And you can tell straight away by the way his thighs shiver and propel his hips harder into the faux hole your hand provides, and the kicked puppy noises that bubble in his raw throat.

"Gonna cum! Oh fuck- I'm cumming. I'm cumming!" Aizetsu sobs, brows pinching and legs clamping down around your hand as he seizes with his second orgasm. You stroke him through it despite his efforts to pin your wrist with his thighs, prying a leg to the side to watch him spurt ropes and ropes over your fist. “P-please stop! It’s too m-much!”

[aivarakyoki]

Oh my....it's too beautiful❤️

I’m no longer satisfied | —

with appropriate connections.

かわいいヘビ. 예쁜 뱀.

漂亮的蛇.

pretty snake.

you opened your eyes, and to your sight, nothing but a dark room is in your view. but a fire lantern is in front of your futon, you attempt to roll over but someone is beside you.

“w-who…” the man said quietly. the man rolled over into your arms, opening his eyes. “y/n…? why a-are you in my chambers!?” he asked with an alarmed tone. you grabbed his hips and pulled him closer to you, smiling softly. “iguro, don’t move…” you said softly, and he widened his eyes. “my face covering isn’t o-on..I’m afraid you’ll-” you shushed him, kissing his neck gently “your beautiful iguro.”

he whined at the praise, getting too weak to attempt to escape your arms. he let out a small moan as you began to suck on his neck, holding his hips tighter. “w-wait…! my neck is sensitive…~!” you growled in his ear, forcing him raise his head up. “tell me your pretty and I’ll stop.” he whimpered at the word, ‘pretty’.

“but I’m n-not, I’m horrid…” he said in the softest tone ever. your hand trailed down and into his shorts, slowly rubbing on his plump ass. “you’re asking to be punished at this rate aren’t you? your not horrid, your beautiful and alluring.” you slid a finger inside him, slowly curling it up and around. “I’ll be gentle, but as long as you don’t call yourself pretty, we’ll be doing this all morning.” he moaned rigidly, gripping softly onto the comforter.

“what if I —don’t want this to end…?”

[aivarakyoki]

MAKOMO

[aivarakyoki]

I definitely choose the last option.

My motivation will be restored soon and I'll finally add the last paragraph to my next story.

#kny #demon slayer #fandom polls #polls #anime #hashira #hantengu clones #aizetsu #karaku #urogi #sekido #rengoku kyojuro #giyuu tomioka #obanai iguro

[aivarakyoki]

⇝𝓑𝓪𝓫𝔂 𝓶𝓸𝓶𝓶𝓪⇜

characters: priest!sub!blade x demon lord!nb!dom!reader

warnings: breeding, creampie, eating out, fingering, squirting, monsterfucking, consensual non-con, dirty talk, feminization (like literally), lactating, nipple stimulation, overstimulation, dacryphilia, size kink, belly bulge, cervix kissing, blade is a demon hunting priest, reader is a demon lord so they can choose whether to have a cock or pussy so basically genderfluid reader???? also reader changes blade’s anatomy to have a pussy and womb — it’s so messy okay😭😭

word count: 4.4K

notes: you KNOW shit is getting real when nobu starts word count. never thought i would be writing a bit of a dark-ish content yet here we are. the power of the horny😔 also inspired by my chat with one of ririshizu’s bots

special thank you to @theblades and @yenaakwyl for proofreading a whole damn 14 pages of filth

being a priest is no laughing matter. especially when you’re the type of priest that hunts and gets rid of demons who somehow ended up with a demon lord clinging to you, who’s constantly at your side, asking you questions about the human realm.

what was up with you, anyways? a literal demon lord, one of the lords of a deadly sin and yet here you were, dragging him around the streets, pointing at random things, wanting to sample every street food there were. sure, your human form was incredibly deceiving. a short, sweet human, clinging to his arm, excitedly pointing at the many different things that caught your attention. it would be hard for anyone to think of you as a demon lord in disguise.

except for blade. he’s been in this field of work for such a long time. constantly vanquishing demons who either were too annoying or possessed a poor, curious soul. the sharp edge of his shard sword is no laughing matter.

but you didn’t seem to mind. this demon lord, acting like a curious puppy, pulling him to each sides of the streets — ignoring the loud angry shouts of the car drivers and the constantly thinning of his wallet of course. not that blade had much to worry when it came to financial freedom. putting his life on the line and vanquishing demons from the human realm pays a generous amount.

it felt wrong to allow you to cling to him. you, a demon lord, no matter what your disguises meant or whatever pathetic excuse you came up with of wanting to sample human food. he should have gotten rid of you sooner yet no matter how much his hands twitch to unsheathe his shard sword, he just can’t seem to do it. no matter what his threats may seem or be heard of, the priest just can’t bring himself to harm you. if anything, he finds himself doing the absolute opposite, to his blatant horror.

“wait, no, don’t do that. the water just boiled so it’s hot, it could burn your tongue”

“you do realize that ice isn’t meant to be eaten, right? no, i don’t care how much of a pretty shape it’s in or if it still has the aftertaste of the coffee”

“if you eat too much raw red pepper, you could have a heart stroke. 14 is enough on one sitting. give it here”

yes, you get the point. a priest vanquishing demon, living together with a demon lord and even protecting them. hypocritical, right?

one night, as you two were cuddling on the couch and absentmindedly watching cliche horror movies that has demons with red skin and horns and a tail, that reminded something to blade. demons have unique demon forms depending on their sins and ‘birth’. but you never once showed an ounce of your demon form. not even a single slip-up.

“hmm? why do you ask? curious?” you hum softly, taking another fistful of the popcorn in the bowl. not that blade minded. if anything, he unconsciously pushed the bowl of popcorn closer to you.

“i guess so. you never even spoke of your demon form whether it has a tail or not” the priest mumbles, his husky voice turning softer just for a moment. or maybe he was just sleepy, judging by his dark eye-bags and little yawns.

oh right, you never did. but then again, blade never asked of your demon form before so, it’s to be expected after all.

just as blade had shrugged off your silence and turned his attention back to the tv, he felt something slithering around his waist. swallowing the sudden lump in his throat, he briefly looks down at what was wrapping around his waist. there, snug around his hips was a long, pale white, scaled, snake-like tail. it seemed incredibly long, judging by how it easily wrapped around his hips few times and the rest was just dangling off of the side of the couch.

was this…?

he could feel his hand twitch. itching, something under his skin itching of wanting to reach down and run his hand over the smooth looking scales of the tail.

pat! pat pat!

before blade could even make sense of what the fuck he just did, his hand had unconsciously unraveled from it’s former crossed position. one hand going down, flattening his palm over the smooth, large tail before giving it a few pats. at the same time, he could hear another low pat pat! sounds coming from the side of the couch. must be your tail ends flicking and hitting against the couch, he deducted.

briefly, blade steals a glance at your face. still watching the movie on the TV, seemingly paying no mind to the feeling of his human hand resting over your tail. it was oddly warm to the touch. from the look of it resembling a snake like tail, he expected it to be cold.

slowly, he runs his hand over the scales. soft, smooth and easily gliding over them as if it was nothing. sure, some bumps are felt on the palm of his hand but other than the occasional little ridges, it was completely smooth. how… soothing.

blade doesn’t know how or when but over the course of time you spent at his apartment, these little moments of playing with your tail had become a normal occurrence. little moments of “affection” if you will. fridays had become the weekly movie nights. blade would put on some random horror movie that you chose to be the most interesting based on the summary of the movie. half an hour or so into the movie and blade would feel the familiar scales of your tail wrap around his hips.

the priest would sometimes toy with your tail in hopes of getting you to show your true color of being a demon lord. to make you angry. to make you snap and finally show your true colors. if anything, it had the complete opposite effect as your tail only tightened around him. low, deep rumbling sounds akin to a purr coming from the depths of your chest.

briefly, the priest would catch himself wondering how it would feel to lay his head on your chest as you purr. cats have de-stressing and soothing qualities to their purrs. would demons be the same? sometimes, he would even catch himself thinking of… sacrilegious things. like how your tail would feel wrapped around his legs, opening him up for you. how your form could shapeshift and could have a human male’s anatomy. would you purposefully make it big? would you force it past his twitching rim, uncaring of his whines and pleads to wait?

ah, but that sounded so unlike you. despite being a demon lord, you have been nothing but calm and peaceful with blade. soft hums, nods of agreement, always needing his help and inquiring him of his thoughts on something.

then, would you coax him? whispering soft reassurances in the shell of his ear as you softly push your cock inch by inch inside him. a large, clawed, inhuman hand running over his stomach, talking about all sorts of things, promising to breed him full of your seeds as he cries. opening his legs wide with your tail wrapped around his thighs, wiping away his tears as he cries so prettily?

“f-fuck…” unknowingly, blade found himself with a little problem. another movie night, another time spent together ‘cuddling’. yet due to his own thoughts, blade finds himself embarrassingly hard. shit, he needed to find a way to leave the room and take care of his problem. but your tail way starting to curl around him in loops, just like how a snake would wrap itself around it’s prey.

did you know? know of his raging hard on and was just teasing him now? no. taking a brief glance at your face caused blade to come to a conclusion that you didn’t know. yet. that was the biggest part. or maybe you did considering just how your tail was moving around his waist. slipping under the hem of his shirt, slipping up, curling around his body under his shirt. scale coming in contact with skin. blade almost let out a moan at the feeling if it weren’t for him biting down on his lips.

“[n-name], get your tail off. i need to use the bathroom” internally cursing himself out for stuttering, blade can only hope that you would oblige. gods, just the way you let out a soft “hmm?” while playing innocent, smiling at him and blinking like nothing happened while your tail curls around his skin.

fuck, he was done for. you knew. you fucking knew.

“are you sure? your body seems to react positively from the amount of human interaction that i’ve had until now, blade” the end of your tail circles around his peck. slowly trailing the end as if you were going to squeeze—

“n-ngaah?!” a surprised noise comes from the priest’s mouth before he clenches his jaws shut, brows furrowing together as he tries to ignore the feeling on his chest. soft and slow circles. the end of your tail was wrapped around his nipple, pulling and rolling it between as if it was nothing. shit, when did his chest get so sensitive?

“oh that was a cute sound. do it again” you hum, turning away from the TV and looking at him now. curse you for looking so damn interested and curious as your tail fondles his nubs. blade can feel his pants starting to form a wet patch as his breathing becomes more labored.

“t-take… your goddamn tail off. i swear, i’ll ghh—! chop it into pieces…!” despite his best efforts, his words had no bite. just weak mumblings of a pathetic excuse of a priest being turned on as a literal demon lord tugs at his nipple. he was even starting to quietly whine in place as he tries to swallow down his moans.

“say, blade. i read from somewhere that human chest can lactate when stimulated enough. can you lactate?” blade almost shrieked at your words. lactating? him? while it was true that human women can lactate if they gave birth, he was unsure about men being able to lactate.

“n-no! can’t! i’m a man, it’s impossible for my chest to produce mi—ungh!” his words die quickly in his throat when your tail clenched around his nipple tightly. pulling on it, familiar to a pinching motion. since when did his body get so sensitive like this? or was this all your doing? did you secretly put a spell on him to make him sensitive?

“stop..! [n-name] stop ooungh! please, stop! i’m telling you, i’m a man. i can’t lactate like a woman!” his pleads fall on deaf ears as you slip his shirt off over his head. instead this time, using your hands to knead and fondle his pecks. squeezing, rolling his sensitive nubs between your fingers, even tugging on them. it all got blade letting out uncharacteristic high pitched noises like a cat in heat.

“p-please… stop this, [name]..” blade trails off, red in the face, shame, embarrassment and arousal swirling in his stomach like a hot bubbling lava as he admits defeat and whines helplessly.

“then wriggle yourself out of my tail. it’s loose around you, bladie” you briefly retort as you suckle on his nipple. mouth latched to his chest, biting and planting wet kisses all around his soft pink areola. as weak as his whimpers and pathetic his begging were, he really wasn’t making a single attempt to pull back. you have given him enough chances even now as your tail stays loose around him. yet he still tries to act like he hates it.

switching between giving attention to his two nipples with blade not even thinking of pulling himself out of your tail, the movie plays in the background, long forgotten. you were determined to make this weird human of yours lactate. you can make him!

it didn’t took much longer until blade let out a yelp as a warm liquid drops in your mouth. the taste oddly sweet and a bit thick in texture. realizing that his chest was feeling much more heavier and nipples felt more wetter than before, the priest’s eyes widen in horror and arousal. did you really managed to stimulate him enough to make him lactate?

“oh? so, i was right! humans can lactate regardless of their gender” you let out a soft giggle, internally cheering as a bright smile comes across your face. the sheer amount of exuberance you showed in his lactation had caused blade to feebly attempt to cover his chest.

“don’t! don’t look… it’s embarrassing…” the man whines, shaking hands covering up his leaking nubs. but that proves to be futile as his hands covering his chest had caused him to twitch. everything felt so much and so little at the same time. his poor cock was neglected and weeping, staining his pants as you stimulate his nipples as he whines.

this wasn’t supposed to happen! he wasn’t supposed to be this sensitive to your touches.

but the leaking of his milk had seemed to cause something to stir in your chest. an odd sense of possessiveness and need to claim him growing in your heart, tugging at it. laying your palm flat against his stomach, you rub slow circles onto it. somehow, it had helped to lessen blade’s embarrassment.

“bladie, how would you feel if i were to make you my baby momma?” your voice cuts him out of the trance like state he was in. blinking his eyes a few times with a weak “huh?” as if he hadn’t heard you. with a quiet chuckle, you ask again. repeating the question to him slowly in case he was too pleasure driven.

baby momma? but that’s something that people refer to when women get pregnant right? were you referring to making him pregnant? but that was impossible! he was a man and men had different anatomy compared to women’s!

“i can use a few spells. you would have a female anatomy. but only if you wish to be my baby momma. i would take good care of you and the kids, we’d be together as a cute family. don’t you think we’d be a cute family, blade?” he could briefly hear you hum. but the rest of your words flew over his head since the female anatomy part.

a female anatomy. blade would have a pussy, a womb, cervix the perfect anatomy to get pregnant. he would be a cute baby momma. your baby momma. and he would carry your kids. a child who was half you and half him, a cute bundle of sunshine.

“please… please do. make me your baby momma. i wanna be your b-baby momma..!” blade nods frantically, not even bothering to think over the consequences too deeply. but the prospect of having your kids, of having you inside him got blade rubbing his thighs together, head spinning with all sorts of thoughts as his breathing becomes labored. you said you would take good care of him and the kids! he’ll be in good hands.

although a part of his brain was screaming at him, telling him to withdraw from the touch of your palm running over his stomach, changing his insides, blade could only sit there dumbly. a baby. a cute baby that you two made together. it would be so sweet, so cute. blade couldn’t wait any longer as he silences the logical part of his brain. all he wanted was you now. just you and nothing else.

the process didn’t take long. a few strokes of your hand and soothing whispers to his ear and it was done. or at least, from what you said. and oh fuck, was it true. when you tugged his pants and boxers off, what greeted both of your eyes was a slick pussy, dripping with arousal. seeing how you had successfully changed him, the priest lets out a weak whine, closing his legs to hide himself.

you didn’t seem to like that. clicking your teeth as your tail wraps around his leg, pulling his legs apart and allowing your hungry eyes to feast on his dripping cunt. blade couldn’t help his whine as the feeling of being so empty took place in his head. or was it inside his womb that he felt so empty?

“so sweet. you would look so cute with my cum dripping out of you” you mutter, running a finger up his wet pussy. the action got his hips twitching, trying to make you push your finger inside himself. tutting softly, reminding him to be patient, you slowly ease a finger in. oh gods, the stretch felt so good. so full and filled already despite it being just a single finger that was now slowly massaging his plush walls.

the soft whines and gasps coming out of blade turns into a moan as he throws his head back on the couch. long, navy hair spreading over the mattress as your fingers scissor him open. you would have expected him to be more… reclusive considering his usual act. perhaps you were wrong. the way that blade was throwing his head back, moaning without shame as his warm walls suck your fingers in greedily caused you to almost mistaken him for a virgin. or maybe he was just touch starved. poor thing.

cooing words of how he was doing good, how his gushy cunt was sucking in your fingers so prettily, you lean down to pepper kisses on his clit. long, forked tongue coming out momentarily to slip inside him with your fingers, constantly flicking his clit. the action caused to have made him oversensitive. strong, scarred thighs coming up to wrap around your head, a hand fisting at your locks as loud, pathetic whines of “c-can’t! feelss sho weird! [n-name], can’t—gyuuck! aanh aah♡︎!!” trails off into a high pitched whines as his hips jerk. legs clamping around your head in a vice grip, fisting at your locks tightly as his back arches off of the couch so prettily as he squirts in your mouth. ah right, in your own haze, you’ve forgotten and accidentally pushed your tongue in too far, hitting his g-spot.

well, that was fine. the cold priest sounded so cute and tasted delicious as he twitches under you. it would be fine to fuck him open with your tongue and prepare him thoroughly.

blade doesn’t know what to think anymore. was he even able to think? all he could do was to moan and shriek, trashing about on the bed as something deep and long slithers inside him. his cunt was being fucked open, wet sounds coming out as he gushes all over your mouth, tongue and chin. fluids dribbling down to your chin as you continue to force his legs open with your tail, arms wrapped around his waist and pulling him back into your mouth and fingers.

by the time you thought of him as prepped enough and pull your tongue and fingers out, blade could only weakly whine at the feeling of something pulling out of his warm insides. legs shaking, face flushed as dried tear stains cover his cheeks. his pretty red eyes looked so hazy, mind filled with cotton and statics. you haven’t even gotten to the main part yet!

blade feels something wrap around him. something bigger, warmer and gentle. clawed hands wrapping around his slender waist, pulling him against a massive frame. was this… was he on your real form right now?

tilting his head back to look at you, his hunch proves to be correct. no longer were you in your small human disguise. large, pale white figure with horns, tail and claw holding him in a safe cocoon in it’s embrace. despite having deep hatred against your kin, the priest couldn’t bring himself to hate you. instead, he oddly found your real form beautiful.

“huh…?” his thought gets cut off short when he feels something poke at his entrance. looking down, a sharp gasp escapes him. by the gods were you huge. girthy and long, thick with need and ready to fill him to the brim with your seeds. blade wasn’t sure if he could take such a large thing inside himself as he instinctively shut his legs close.

almost as if sensing his inner worries, you place a hand over his stomach, other hand spreading his legs wider to make it easier for you to slip in.

“don’t worry, pet. i’ll make sure it fits” your deeper, almost inhuman voice hums right beside his ear, sending shivers down his spine. although your words were soothing, the large tip of your cock pushing past his walls, opening his cunt wider was definitely not comforting. fuck, just the tip inside and blade was already thrashing about, shaking his head and stuttering out how he can’t fit it inside him.

“w-wait! w-won’t hhgh fit! ish too big! too bigtoobigtoobig—! m-my lo—oough! aanh! ish t-too fu-uck! big♡︎♡︎” the human squeals, cries, sobs and moans. loud lecherous noises coming from both his mouth and cunt. wet noises flooding the room alongside the low grunts and deep growls. you sounded inhumane, you felt inhumane but blade loved it all the more. the priest loved being spread open by your large cock, pushing past his hole, feeling his plushy walls and insides. ah, he could die happily filled to the brim like this.

finally, after long minutes of slowly easing yourself inside, you managed to fit your cock inside him. snug to the brim, tip kissing his cervix and making blade squeal. legs shaking and twitching, he came on your cock again at the feeling of your tip kissing his cervix. he saw that you were big but not this big! gods, he felt so damn full.

“so pretty, my mate. so full of me and i haven’t even fucked you properly yet” you grunt, deep, inhumane voice breathing by his ear and making him shake and twitch in your grasp like a sweet fawn. blade wouldn’t mind being a sacrificial lamb to you.

through tear stained eyes and blurry vision, he could make out the faint outline of your cock in his stomach. you were too big to the point your were causing a bulge inside him by just slipping your cock inside. how full would he feel after you have properly made him a baby momma? cunt weeping out a mixture of your cum, belly bulging so cutely. just the imagination of such action made blade buck his hips weakly. too fucked out to even utter a word.

feeling the pathetic excuse of movement of your cock, you let out a low laugh. tail wrapped around one of his legs, the other held open by your hand as you finally bounce him on your cock. slowly, slipping yourself in and out and yet the priest in your hand was sobbing as he blabbers deliriously about being fucked dumb on your cock. of having your babies inside his own womb. of being your sweet mate.

blade was a big guy. in human terms and physique wise, he was big. and yet in your lap, held open by your hands, back to your chest as he allows himself to be dumbed down on your girth made blade realize just how damn small he was compared to you. sure, he was big in human terms but compared to you, he was absolutely nothing. just a small hole for you to use. a fleshlight to be filled with your cum until you were satisfied. your baby momma to have his chest fondled and squeezed until his chest grows sore and heavy. milk leaking out it small globs from his sensitive pink nipples.

“my pet. my cute mate. my sweet other half. my adorable breeding bitch uhng… so fucking tight. so warm and tight like the cute little thing you are” blade could briefly hear you groan, heavy breaths falling on his neck, making him shiver at each breaths. making him cry and moan in a shrill voice like a girl each time your cock slid inside him. plunging deeper into parts he never knew before, grazing that one soft spot that made him shriek, tip hitting his cervix at each thrust. blade was so sure that it was bruised now. not that he minded it, the pain felt good to him.

“y-yours—! yours yours yours! your c-cute ma—aaanhg! aaanh haagh gyaaamf♡︎ y-your mate. your oouungh other half. y-your adorable♡︎ breeding bitch—!” blade’s mouth fell open in a silent scream, head throwing back to your shoulder when he felt your hand press on the bulge in his stomach. it felt good. so good that he immediately squirted on your cock again at the sheer pleasure the pressure brought.

but of course you wouldn’t stop. you would keep going, forcing his small body to bounce on your cock, occasionally tweaking his nipples, rolling his clit between your fingers. you were damn adamant on making him pregnant, breed him until you were damn sure he was knocked up.

he was yours. your human. your mate. your fated other half. your cute breeding bitch and you would be damned all over again if he ends up not getting pregnant by the time you’re done. blade was yours. no one else would ever take him away from you. no one. no one no one no one, no one else—

“AAANGH! M-MY LORD♡︎ c-cock giick! sho full…” the human shrieks and twitches in your grasp, legs weakly thrashing around as you finally cum deep inside him. the warmth of your seed spurting inside his gummy walls, painting his insides white causing blade to cum again. blade felt so full, the skin of his stomach stretching a bit to accommodate to the great amount of cum that was inside him. it felt so warm and sticky. messy, as it dribbles down your shaft, his small human body unfit to keep it all inside himself.

“my cute mate…” you purr softly, arms wrapping around your mate as he twitches and shakes. cheeks stained with old and new tears, jaws slack with drool dribbling down with his face as red as his eyes. he was yours now. blade was your human now. the weird priest was yours and no one would ever take him away from you.

“mine” with that final declaration, you placed a soft kiss to the crown of his head. he seemed to relax at the kiss, sinking against your chest as he black out. that was fine. you’ll make sure to breed him again once he wakes up.

[aivarakyoki]

Woke up one day and started simping for masked men.

They're also hot I just wanna make them mine already😖😩.

#masked men #biker #ghost cod #military men #i need therapy #booktok #im obsessed

[aivarakyoki]

─── ⌜ cutting tonight. ⌟ ─── könig x you. sub ftm könig. dom gn reader. knife kink + play. marking. squirting. blood licking ( once ).

imagine könig laid on your shared bed, legs spread open so you can sit in between. your wrist ached from the effort of thrusting the handle of your knife into könig’s weeping pussy, but it was so worth it. you always knew he had a thing for knives, and tonight you decided to indulge in his fantasy.

his hands gripped the sheets, face scrunching up in pleasure. the rough material of the handle scratched at his sensitive walls perfectly, making him feel so overwhelmed. your knife was drenched in his fluids, dripping down to your fingers. “hnnnggg... fuck! liebes, i can’t, nggh–” ( dear ) he whined, shaking his head. the sharp blade pricked at his soft inner thighs, creating a few small cuts. blood dotted them, just how he wants it.

despite his protests, he pushed back against the handle. he craved for more. with your free hand, you used your thumb to rub at his clit and he squealed from the overstimulation. his mind screamed at him that it was enough, too much, but his body pleaded for so much more that he could handle.

he mewled as the butt of the handle hit his g-spot just right, “ah fuck, uhm, li–liebes, i don’t think that’s–” his words were interrupted by a loud moan as he fucking squirted, his cheeks tinting in pink as his brain registered what recently occurred. his fluids drenched your knife, hand, and up until your forearm. he felt lightheaded, head tilted down to watch how his fluids dripped from your arm onto the sheets, a reminder.

but you didn’t stop there, no, you continued hitting that spot. the blade digging into his inner thighs a bit more as he could feel himself nearing a climax, “hmmng! uhhng– mein schatz, please." ( my sweetheart ) he whimpered, yet he didn’t know what he wanted. he trembled in your hold, like shards of glass dropped to the floor, begging to be pieced back together.

and you did just that; as he came with a breathy cry. his fingers dug into the sheets and if he were to apply more pressure, you’re sure he’d tear them. you leaned down, lapping up fresh blood from the new cut. he whined, thighs closing, as he felt your knife rocking inside of his pussy. you weren’t done, yet.

masterlist main @yarelia