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the red means i love you

Reader/Doppelgänger Francis (main focus on the doppelgänger aspect) (reader goes by she/her and is described with vaginal terms)

posted on my AO3

word count: 2.6k

title from The Red Means I Love You by Madds Buckley

Contains: monster fucking (doppelgänger fucking), headcanon design for non-disguised doppels, barbed dick, breeding, and blood drinking

You let the wrong one in, but maybe it's not as bad as it seems when you invite him back to your apartment.

“Mmm…”  The voice sounds uncanny, too similar to Francis with the slightest hint of a purr that the tired milkman would never express, “I’m rather thankful that you let me in earlier, you know?”  His uniform is clean and tidy, well put together in a way that Francis would never be able to achieve due to his early morning risings.  His hair is just barely out of place.  Things that no one would notice-- things that make her wish that she had called Francis’ apartment to see if he was home.

“W-Wha-!”  The doorman stumbles back in fear, causing her to bump her back into the chest of the doppelgänger who all too readily wraps his arms around her waist.  One of his hands trails down her rigid arm and grabs the hand of hers that is trembling its way towards the phone.  Even if he didn’t intervene, the D.D.D. would not arrive in time to prevent any damages, he was in the safety room.  His fingertips are inhuman, too sharp but not yet undisguised, as they intertwine with her own to prevent her from dialing the number she memorized so easily.

“Shhh, shhh…  There’s no reason for you to be afraid.”  He coos, brushing his nose against the exposed flesh of her neck.  “No need to scream, no need to squirm, no need to put up a fight…”  His voice is velvety but now lacks the tiredness the real Francis carries.  It’s not surprising that he’s giving up his disguise piece by piece, she assumes that it must take some level of effort to be so near-perfectly disguised and she knows at this point she’s utterly fucked.  “I could take you away from this annoying position forever if you want.  No pesky D.D.D. agents, no more anxiety from our kind, no more living in fear.  Sounds pretty nice, hm?”  His free hand goes to hold her chin, his sharp thumb slightly digging into her jawline.

“But I gotta protect my neighbors.  My job-- sitting here and looking at everyone and their documents, it might suck at times but it keeps everyone safe.”  She says, her voice trembling.  Her throat is bone dry from fear, her chest aches from the uneven breathing leaving her slightly open lips.

“Oh, my dear, that’s such a noble sentiment.”  The doppelgänger sighs dramatically before shaking his head.  He spins her around in his grasp, the hand that was holding hers goes to her waist.  His fingers trace along her jawline, making sure to keep a gentle, but firm, grip on her so she cannot try to escape.  There’s a bright grin on his face, his teeth too white to be human.  “But how many times have they let you down?  Surely they have failed you before.  People are fickle creatures; they don’t appreciate what they have until it’s gone.  I promise to protect you, sweetheart, just let me stay with you tonight, hm?”

Her mind races, so many thoughts of her own death and the death of her neighbors.  “How do I know you won’t hurt me?”  The answer is obvious-- if the doppel were going to hurt her, he already would have.  He’s stronger than her, stronger than any human and she’s still in his grasp.  If he wanted to maim her, he would have already.  “You doppelgängers just want to kill and eat us.”

“Ah, you misunderstand me, darling!  I could never harm a hair on your lovely head.”  The doppelgänger earnestly insists.  His thumb brushes gently across her cheek, trying to so lovingly convince her.  “All I want is to hear more stories about your day and listen to those sweet little fears of yours…  And yes, perhaps indulge myself in some delicious blood as well.”  He’s whispering intimately, as if they’re a pair of lovers.  The grip on her waist tightens slightly but remains mostly gentle, it’s almost comforting despite the sharp nails against her shirt.  “C’mon… please trust me.”

“But I-”  her voice dies out the longer she allows herself to fall into the illusion of mutual trust.

“It’s okay, my love,” he murmurs understandingly, “don’t overthink things, hm?”  He kisses her temple tenderly, a perfect imitation of love between humans.  His eyes flicker towards the phone, allowing even himself to dream of a different world where he could whisk her away and keep her all to himself.  “Let’s just go for now, let’s go somewhere private where no one can bother us.”

She relents easily, tearing her gaze from his face and allowing it to travel down the white uniform before making its way back up to his face.  “My apartment is on the first floor.  We… We can go there together.  We don’t have to worry about others seeing us, everyone else is in for the night.”

Francis’ grin grows even more, his canines growing sharper than any humans can be naturally, “That sounds perfect.”  He sounds appreciative, leading him gently to the door to exit the safety room.  The walk to the apartment is short.  As the apartment door closes, the intensity changes slightly; he is watching her carefully while also taking the new space.  “Nice place.  So cozy…”

“Thank you….” She murmurs. “I figured it’s safer for you to be here than anywhere else in the complex.”

Francis’ doppelgänger hums thoughtfully before nodding in agreement.  After the brief exchange, he takes the opportunity to explore the small apartment, touching things lightly as if trying to understand their purpose and history though touch alone.  Every movement exudes confidence in his decision-making process, evaluating the potential of each object.  “You’re so brave, you know.  C’mere.”

She walks over to him hesitantly and stands there.  The doppelgänger is taller than her.  Despite it all, since he’s imitating one of her neighbors that she’s rather fond of, she feels herself relaxing.  He wraps an arm around her waist casually, pulling her close while leaning down until their hands nearly touch.  He inhales deeply, enjoying the warmth that a human being brings.  He drawings circles on his back with his free hand.  He continues to lean down slowly -- closer and closer to her neck.  Her breath hitches as his nose finally meets her neck.  Her hands meet his waist and tighten slightly, crinkling his shirt.  Adrenaline is racing through her body, making her tremble slightly but she refuses to pull away.  The way the doppelgänger rubes and nuzzles his nose into the crook of her neck is the sweetest thing she’s experienced recently.

The doppelgänger lets out a satisfied rumble, savoring the sensation of her trembling beneath his touch.  If anyone saw them now, they’d assume it was two lovers locked in passion.  His lips brush against the skin he finds lightly before he stops abruptly.  “Promise me something -- promise that you won’t run away.”

“...”  She considers his words carefully.  Every primal instinct in her is begging her to run, to get away as fast as she can.  But she hasn't and, to be honest to herself, she doesn’t want to.  She’s rather content staying like this, being in his arms with his face buried in her neck.  She know he could bite her, sink sharp teeth in her neck and finish her life in less than a second, but she finds herself trusting that he won’t.  “ I promise.”

“Good girl.”  He praises softly, finally giving into temptation and pressing his teeth gently against her neck.  Not hard enough to yet draw blood, just merely teasing her.  His arm tightens around her as the gravity of her promise fully settles between the pair.  The danger she’s in never fully dissipates but mixes well with the affection he’s showing her.  “You deserve a reward for trusting me.”

“Oh?  Like what?” She asks, her grip on him loosening as her body adapts to the unfamiliar situation.

Francis’ doppelgänger chuckles, the vibrations tickling her neck.  “Don’t fret, just something that will make us both happy.”  With a groan, he allows his disguise to slip further and further, his teeth sharpening.  They puncture her skin ever so slightly, blood trickles immediately out of the small wounds.  With a satisfied hum, he pulls away and licks his lips, allowing blood to pool.  “Just relax, enjoy this moment.”  She struggles out a broken moan; it’s not necessarily painful but it reminds her of how weak and vulnerable she is in the moment, a feeling that is intoxicating.  “Relax.” he murmurs against her skin soothingly.  There was no aggression or hunger driving him, it was just to provide nutrients for him to continue his time with her.  Slowly yet deliberately, he licks up the collected droplets while sucking lightly on the wound.  He alternates between suckling and licking the wounds, moaning.

“Y’gonna leave a hickey on me.” She sighs out, her body relaxing even further.

“Only for me to look at later.”  He promises, his breath hot on her dampened flesh.  The rhythm slows down until it stops altogether and he pulls away.  Slowly and carefully, he raises his gaze to meet hers.  “Now tell me more about those annoying D.D.D. agents.”

“I don’t know much about them, to be honest.  They don’t hang around after the cleaning procedure and they don’t talk to me aside from congratulating me on living another way.”  She says, swiping a bit of her own blood from his lips with his thumb.

“You should know more than that.”  He growls. “We could use your help some day.”

“We?  You want me to help the doppelgängers?”

“Of course.  Someone like you, someone so skilled at calling us out…  You could be helpful in our cause.”

“I don’t believe that’s such a worthy cause…” She murmurs, resting her head against his chest.  His heartbeat is inhuman, too slow to be human, but it’s relaxing.  “Though…”

“Though?  You would be safe -- you’d be part of our family.  Perhaps one day I could introduce you to some of the ones I’m closest to.”

“Mm.”  She weighs his words carefully.  In a disturbing, unacceptable way, it’s almost sweet.  “I suppose that, as long as I’m protected by you, I’d be honored to meet them.  Does that make us mates?”

“Indeed.”  Silence stretches between them for a moment.  “In our world, we share souls upon consummation.”  He stares into her eyes after the statement, gauging her reaction based on his customs.

“Ah, like marriages for humans then?  Do you want to consummate our bond?”

The doppelgänger stiffens slightly at first before relaxing.  “Yes.  But we must proceed cautiously.”

“Why’s that, my love?  Is your genitalia that different?”  She asks, leaning up to nuzzle her nose against his for a moment before pulling away and going to stroke his cheek softly.  The skin is rubbery and like ice against her fingers.

“Hm…  No, not quite.”  There’s a beat of uncomfortable silence, he allows her mind to wander with possibilities.  “Our release is also quite different, I believe.  Is that okay?”

She’s quiet for a moment, allowing herself time to fully comprehend the possibilities ahead of her. “Yes.  I want to be your mate, so please…  mate with me the way doppelgängers do.”  Francis’ doppelgänger feels a surge of triumph.  The transformation starts gradually as he allows himself to rip through his disguise.  The clothes rip and tatter, falling to the ground around him as she lets him go, allowing him to fully transform.  Glistening black scales peek through skin like moonlight reflecting off ocean waves, his fingers grow out to sharp daggers, his arms and legs elongate as his muscles tense.  His teeth barely fit in his mouth, the sharp points poking slightly over his lips.  His cock is impossibly thick and long, tiny barbs lining the sides as it oozes black pre-cum.  He lifts her effortlessly, his hands on her ass as he carries her to her bedroom and places her gently on the bed.

“Lie back.”  He commands quietly, watching every breath he takes with anticipation and hunger.  She lays back, obediently as he hovers over her patiently.  There’s no shame or hesitation in his gaze as his hand travels up her shirt to lift it over her head.  She tugs off her pants, leaving her in her bra and panties.  His gaze is full of pride.  “You’re mine now, my soulmate.”

“You’re perfect.”  She says softly, cupping his face and kissing his monstrous face lovingly.  Her lips meet his rough lips and pointed teeth.  She winces preemptively as his sharp claws make easy work of her panties, tugging on the fabric until it tears away and reveals her glistening sex.  The thick, black sludge lubricates his cock, making it ease into her cunt slowly and easily despite its grand size.  She feels the tiny barbs grow slightly, just enough to dig into her walls to prevent her from squirming away or resisting.

He hisses appreciatively at the compliment and the feeling of her heat enveloping her slowly.  “You’re tight.”  He grunts out raggedly, thrusting deep.  The sensation matches beast-like intensity, every movement echoing throughout the small bedroom.

“Hah, you’re bigger than I expected.  So fuckin’ thick.” She pants out, her cunt swallowing his cock with little resistance.  “I was scared about the bars, but shit…  your cock is so perfect for me.”  The doppelgänger lets out an animalistic moan at her declaration, his thrusts becoming more aggressive and intense.

“That’s it!  Take everything I got!”  He exclaims hoarsely, nails digging into her hips.  “Answer me, would you want children?”  He gasps urgently.  Despite the heaviness of the question he posed, he keeps pushing relentlessly -- seeking assured release.

“I-I-!  Yes!  I want to swell with your young.”  She says lovingly, moaning.

He roars at his words, bowing low to catch her lips.  The kiss is filled with dominance and ownership.  “Perfect.”  He growls into her mouth, shifting positions easily so she’s on top of him.  “Ride me until we’re done.”

She straddles him easing, wincing as the shift in positioning digs his barbs deep into her cunt.  “Fuck, baby…”  She breathes out, her hands on his chest.  Her hips raise up and down rapidly despite her legs trembling greatly.

“Let me see those pretty eyes looking into mine.”  He orders hoarsely.  He hisses as her cunt adjusts.  The pain she felt was only temporary, but served its purpose well: reminding her whose body she was riding, a dangerous creature holding immense power over her.  His own gaze burned with need and desperation, pleading silently for satisfaction.  

She looks into his eyes obediently, so full of adoration for the monster.  “I-I-...”  Her breath hitches, she can’t finish her sentence.  She’s too embarrassed to admit her love for him.  Instead, she leans down to kiss him.  Her soft lips meeting his rough, uneven ones.

“Say it.  Tell me how much we mean to each other.”  He demands huskily.  His barbs grow slightly more, haling her movements for a single second.  It’s a sign of his nearing climax that’s mirrored by her frantic movements once she adjusts to the growth.

“I love you, fuck, I love you!”  She moans loudly.  Her cunt begins to quiver and massage his cock.  “Cum in me, cum in me, cum in me.”  She whimpers as his barbs dig in even more as her tight walls convulse around him.  Suddenly she can feel a torrent of his dark, murky cum release deep into her cunt.  His cock swells greatly, making her gasp and cum around him.  Her slick dribbles down his cock and coats him.  Her body slowly relaxes as his barbs retract but he remains swollen.  She lays limp against him, breathing heavily.

He roars hoarsely, pumping several times harder with his thickened cock.  He remains still, breathing heavily with his arms tight around her as he lays on his side, holding her tight to his chest.  It’ll take several minutes for his cock to decrease in size, but it’s unlikely that either of the two will be awake.  “Our bond is sealed.”  He rasps against her ear, nuzzling gently against sensitive skin.

#francis mosses x reader #francis mosses #tnmn milkman #tnmn #doppelganger #doppelganger francis mosses #banner by cafekitsune

[conelluwrites]

how wonderful life is while you're in this world

Reader/Francis Mosses (she/her used for reader, reader is described as having female genitalia)

Posted on my AO3 as well

Title from Elton John's Your Song

TW: None that I can think of! I think this might be my first vanilla fic?

Your boyfriend is typically too tired for sex, but tonight he wants to remind you how special you are to him

Francis’ girlfriend was used to him not initiating sex, after all he was her sleepy baby.  She couldn’t even properly figure out the last time they had sex, it had to have been a month or so ago.  She didn’t mind, her fingers were expert enough at making her cum and they had other ways to show love for one another.  A love note here or there, tired cuddles that make him almost late in the morning, remembering small details about each other that people would typically overlook -- so many ways they had grown to show love. When her boyfriend finally stumbles through the door he lets out a hefty sigh, getting her attention from the small television sat in front of the couch.  His eyes find hers, they always do regardless of the room they’re in.  A small twinkle appears in his eyes, a small twitch of his lips, a visible weight is removed from his shoulders as he walks over to her.  He flops onto the couch, an arm finding its way over her.

“Long day, hun?” She asks, leaning against him.

“Always is.”  His answer is short, indicating just how tired he is.  He leans down, nestling his nose into her hair.  He inhales his home, his other arm going around her waist and enveloping her into a sort of hug.  

“Hate to hear that.” She reciprocates the hug, resting her head against his shoulder, her nose resting against his neck.  Her thumbs rub small circles on his waist, pressing small kisses on the skin his white button up exposes.

Francis hums, removing his hat before placing his arm back over her as they cuddle up on the couch.  It’s not the most comfortable, he would be fine going to bed but he has a plan in mind for tonight.  He’s wanted to do this for a while, but he’s always been too exhausted. “It’s quite alright, I do get to come home to you, after all.”  He presses a kiss to the top of her head, his lips lingering for a moment.

“Always the charmer, huh?” She quips, though the way her cheeks flush show just how charmed she is just by the simple sentence.  She has always found solace in his loving words, no matter how cheesy they were.

He laughs, the tired sound like music to her ears.  “Mm, I have something more in mind to charm you; something to show you just how special you are to me.”  His voice is a warm murmur as he pulls away from her, kissing her neck before sinking to his knees in front of her.  The grin plastered on his face is more than enough to send a bolt of arousal through her body.  Her eyes never waver from his as she shifts on the couch.  He delicately takes her legs,his hands trail down the exposed flesh until they reach the waistband of her shorts and gives the fabric a slight tug.  It’s just enough to give her the hint -- that she needs to lift her ass so he can remove them.  She gets it immediately, allowing him to remove the soft fabric.  He places them beside him and licks his lips.  The soft pink of her panties inviting him and teasing him.  “So pretty…”  He takes her legs and places them over his shoulders, leaning in and kissing the pretty pink covering her pussy.  A gasp leaves her instantly, a hand going up to her mouth.  She’s always been sensitive, something that Francis adores.  He inhales the sweet scent just barely covered by the fabric, his eyes fluttering closed.

“C’mon…” She whispers, one of her hands going to his hair.  The locks of brown are so soft through her fingers.  She doesn’t mean to be impatient, she really doesnt- it’s just been so long that it’s so tempting to get straight to the main event.

“Can’t be patient for me, can you, darlin’?” He asks, pulling away and looking up at her.  A crooked grin on his lips.  His eyes still look so tired, but so attractive.  He doesn’t mind, this is for her after all.  He rubs his thumb over her sensitive nub through the fabric. “Sorry, my love, how long has it been since you came?”

His blunt question catches her off guard, causing her breath to hitch.  “I-I don’t know.” She stammers out. “A week?  Maybe?”

“Far too long since your last session then, huh?”

“I couldn’t find the time.”

“I’ll make up for lost moments then, my baby.”  He whispers, tugging the underwear to the side and exposing her glistening her cunt.  

She swallows and nods, letting out a breath of air and tugging his face close to her bare pussy.  “Please…  Please, Francis.”

A low moan leaves him, kitten licking at her slit and allowing her sweet arousal to coat his tongue and lips.  His thumb rubs lazy, small circles on her clit.  His brown eyes gaze up into hers, enjoying the look of immediate gratification on his lover’s face.  Her eyes are half-lidded in enjoyment and her hips grind upwards against his tongue.  His tongue enters her cunt just enough so he can feel her tremble around him.  Her thighs tighten around his head, earning a groan of pleasure from him as he knows he’s pleasing his beloved.  He mumbles something indecipherable against her cunt, his eyes closed as he starts to circle her nub with more vigor.  She’s close, he knows she is as her heels dig into his back.

She tugs his hair desperately, gasping and moaning.  Her back arches off the couch, the hand that’s not tugging his hair goes to cover her mouth so the neighbors don’t hear the sounds escaping her.

Francis tuts and pulls away just enough to talk, her love making his lips glimmer wetly.  “I want to hear you, my darlin’, I want to know how you feel.”

“Please don’t stop~!” She moans loudly, whimpering afterwards at the minor embarrassment that comes from knowing the neighbors must hear something.  He doesn’t offer any words back, going back to eating her out like his life depends on it.  “Fuck!”  Francis sighs and moans as her slick coats his tongue deliciously.  He licks her through her orgasm, his nose brushing her clit as she grinds her climax out.

“Good girl, good girl, good girl…”  He praises as he pulls away, her legs slip off his shoulders and remain trembling for a few moments.  He leans up to kiss her, she can taste her own cum on his lips.  She doesn’t mind, of course she doesn’t, as she kisses him back.  When the kiss is over, they’re both slightly out of breath before she chuckles.

“Let’s go to the bedroom, hm?  I’d love to give you something special too.” -- AH it's been too long since I wrote smut so I'm a little rusty, but this man (along with a couple others) has completely stolen my heart and the game has quickly became a comfort to me. I have a plan for a doppelgänger!Francis fic but who knows when it'll be out AND it'll certainly not be vanilla lol

#Francis Mosses #thats not my neighbor #francis mosses x reader #tnmn milkman

[conelluwrites]

so go do what you like (make sure you do it wise)

Ryomen Sukuna x AFAB! Reader

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Song: When I Come Around - Green Day

“You’re so easy.” He says, leaning closer to your face.  His cruel laughter fills the room as your hips roll and your mouth gapes open.  You try to calm yourself down so you don’t whine when he removes the stimulation, but it’s impossible with his gaze so intense on you.

Warnings: Creampie, voice kink implied

It’s hard to contain your whimpers as Sukuna’s thumb rubs small circles against your clit through your underwear.  He laughs at your attempt to suppress the cute sounds- attempting to deny your response to the stimulation.  He slides your underwear down easily, your hips lifting to help him slide them all the way off.  His free hand goes to tilt your head to force you to look at him, his eyes are more intense than usual as he watches your jaw clench and your eyes flutter at the bare touch of his thumb on your clit.

“Already so sensitive, hm?” He muses, his sharp fingernail running along your cheek as his gaze slides down your body to your bucking hips.

“Just be quick this time, please don’t drag it out.”

“Please, I’ve been so good today, I deserve to cum.”

“I can’t promise that.”  He responds, smirking as he increases the pace and force of his thumb.  The change of pace knocks the wind from your lungs, a pathetic cry leaving you quickly. “You’re so easy.” He says, leaning closer to your face.  His cruel laughter fills the room as your hips roll and your mouth gapes open.  You try to calm yourself down so you don’t whine when he removes the stimulation, but it’s impossible with his gaze so intense on you.  Just as you’re about to cum, he removes his thumb and watches as your hips continue to move against nothing and you make a noise of rejection.

He snorts at the idea that you deserve anything, much less deserve him to make you cum.  You can feel the sharp sting of the almost climax leaving your body, your chest heaving slightly as he draws his attention back to your clit.  It’s nearly painful, how long has he edged you already?  It’s had to have been an hour at least and he’s only recently taken your underwear off.  It’s not fair, it’s not fair, it’s not fa-

“Are you even paying attention?”  His sharp voice pulls you away from your thoughts and makes you gasp, his voice enough to push straight back to the edge.  It’s hardly surprising, his voice has been enough to push you over on multiple occasions especially when he speaks in such a tone. “I’ll take that as a no.  And don’t ask, not yet.”  You can’t prevent a whine from leaving you, your hands grasping his arm tightly so he can’t remove his hand this time but he just lifts his thumb.  His grip on your chin tightens, a threat clear in his eyes that if you don’t let him go, you won’t be finishing tonight.  “I told you, you’re not allowed.  There’s no reason for you to do that.”  He yanks his hand from your grasp and releases your chin.  Tears quickly flood your eyes from the loss of stimulation, sniffles leave you as he leans back on the bed, tugging his underwear down.  “If I give you more stimulation, do you promise to listen to me?  To pay attention to me?”

You nod rapidly, wiping your eyes as he presses his body against yours.  You’ve been so obedient, so patient despite the long session- he has to reward you finally.  He bites your neck as his hand guides his stiffened cock into your desperate cunt, grinning against your flesh as your hands immediately go to his back and your legs around his waist.  His body moves you- setting his own pace.  He hisses as your cunt eagerly clenches around and massages his cock.  While he does have the ability to hold himself back from cumming ‘too soon’ (for him), he doesn’t want to tonight- not when you look so desperate and feel so good.  His hands hold your hips, his sharp nails digging into you in a way that makes your back arch even more.

“Do you wanna cum right now?  Soak my cock with your cunt and coat your pretty thighs with your own slick?” He says right into your ears, his hot breath cascading down your neck.  It’s hard to not cum while he’s talking and he knows it.  He loves it.  You blubber out a response that doesn’t even sound like words to you, but it’s enough for him to want to give you want you so desperately want.  “I want to feel your cunt flutter around me as I cum too, can you do that for me?  Are you good enough for me that you’ll cum with me?”

His pace is nearing brutal as he moves faster and harder, his body trembling ever so slightly from the absolutely impure pleasure.  You can tell he’s saying a countdown for you, but you can’t focus on his words and only the movement of his lips.  As soon as his eyes close, you let yourself go and grin wildly as his cock twitches and your walls massage him through both of your releases.  You can feel your slick glide over and down his cock and coating both him and you.  It’s a hot mixture of your cum and his cum, you can feel it cool against your skin as he pulls out, sitting up.  You remain laying down, your body too exhausted to move beyond rolling to your side and curling up as he tugs a small blanket over your body.

#x reader #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #ryomen sukuna x reader #sukuna x reader #kinktober 2023 #banner by cakekitsune

[conelluwrites]

love me, love me, love me // Nagito Possessive Headcanons

Nagito Komaeda x GN! Reader

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Song: Stalker’s Tango - Autoheart

Warnings: yandere vibes on both ends, unhealthy love on both ends

Nagito does not feel like he deserves to be possessive over you.

But he truly can’t help it

You’re the best thing he’s ever had and his luck cycle doesn’t affect you

He simply cannot let you go

Depending on who’s around thats making him feel possessive over you, he’ll either laugh it off with some backhanded compliment or 

Tug you away to make sure you remember (one of) the reasons you picked him over everyone else.

He’s not a fan of leaving you a mess usually, but he wears it like a badge of honor to know you’ll leak with his cum when you both find the person again.

He does apologize to you profusely afterwards and depending on your views on it, he’ll gladly eat the cum out of you.

Nagito doesn’t understand why you’re possessive over him

That doesn’t mean he doesn’t like it

Please leave marks on his neck

Your arm around his waist when you feel like someone is getting too comfortable around him feels like undeniable heaven to him

He doesn’t protest if you drag him away, even if it’s mid conversation, because he knows you’re about to remind him that he belongs to you and only you.

It doesn’t matter how you do it, you can even just grab his throat and speak sternly to him and that’s more than enough to make him follow you like an obedient dog the rest of the night

BUT you can (and please do) make him cum in his pants, leaving a mess in them.

He doesn’t really mind if he’s sticky with your cum either, though he does have some minor hesitancy about this.

#x reader #danganronpa x reader #nagito x reader #nagito komaeda x reader #kinktober 2023 #banner by cakekitsune

[conelluwrites]

my finest moment is done (fade into obscurity)

Satoru Gojo x AFAB! Reader

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Song: gift horse by protest the hero

“Don’t go looking away from me now.” His voice is more than enough to draw your attention back to both of your current states, his hard cock pressing against the fabric of his underwear and you can feel yourself soaking through your exposed underwear.

Warnings: creampie, public bathroom (single stall so semi-public rather than full public), unprotected sex, single use of pet name (darlin’)

It’s hard to keep your hands to yourself as Gojo shuts and locks the stall to the bathroom.  It’s clean enough for you both to decide in your arousal fueled state to see as the best option.  You can both hear chatter outside, the walls of the bathroom itself are nearly paperthin and the walls surrounding you in the stall are even worse.  But it’s hard for either of you to care about anything other than each other.  Gojo presses on the toilet paper dispenser, testing if it can handle even the slightest amount of weight and when it creaks under just the weight of his hand he sighs.  It’s clear that he is aching to fuck you, his cock is making an obvious tent in his pants and if you were any more desperate than you already were, you’d end up just laying on the floor.  He shrugs and tugs his pants down, kicking them to the side.  His hands grip your waist and lift you up easily, pressing you against the wall.  For a moment you swear the talking outside the bathroom stops and you feel the anxiety of someone deciding to come into the bathroom creep up on you.

“You know me, I don’t like looking away from you.”

“Don’t go looking away from me now.” His voice is more than enough to draw your attention back to both of your current states, his hard cock pressing against the fabric of his underwear and you can feel yourself soaking through your exposed underwear.

“Damn right!  You’re so obsessed with me, it’s almost adorable.”

You let out a tiny noise and push a hand against his mouth, a blush spreading across your face as you’re made aware of your current position again as his voice echoes.  You can feel the grin forming on his lips.  He moves his hips, rocking himself against you.

“Shit, wait, do we even have protection?” You ask, looking away from him for a split second.

“We don’t but we’ll just have to be careful, won’t we?” His voice is muffled slightly due to your hand, but it’s more than enough to calm any nerves you had.  You remove your hand and place both of them on his shoulders, your legs around his waist.  He groans, unable to help it any longer- it’s not as though he wants to get caught by whatever smokers are lingering around but the idea isn’t that bad if it means he can be vocal.  He presses you harder against the stall’s wall, palming himself for a few seconds before freeing his aching cock from his boxers and tugging your underwear to the side.  He slides his cock easily against your cunt, your slick arousal coating him quickly.  You can’t prevent the needy, tiny sounds leaving you as you both stare down at his cock meeting your cunt. “Careful, you’ll get us caught.” His voice is teasing and anything but cautionary.

“Then stop teasing me and just put it in already.” You mummer, trying to keep your voice low enough for no one to hear but you wouldn’t be surprised if it caught the attention of others lurking about.

“But you’re so soaked and it’s just for me.”

“Shut up.”

He chuckles quietly and leans his head against your shoulder, biting the fabric of your shirt against your shoulder and pressing his cock into your eager cunt.  His breath catches in his throat as he bottoms out in your quickly, your hands go from his shoulder to tangle into his hair and tug it.  You try hard to not let out a moan, but it’s utterly impossible.  He stretches you perfectly- as if his cock is made just for you.  The pace he sets is slow and steady, not wanting to plow you through the wall even if every part of his brain and body wants to completely ram into you.  His hands grab your hips roughly, shaking slightly as though it’s taking all of his self control to not move like he usually does. “Tell me you needed this, tell me you need me.” His voice is desperate, his breath hitting your neck like a heatwave as he nips and bites at your exposed neck.

“I needed this.” You oblige, it’s the truth after all. “I always need you, I always need this.  I need to feel your cock in me all day, please.”  Your voice is loud enough for others to hear, you know it is, there’s no way in hell that it isn’t.

“Calm down, darlin’.” He chastises tauntingly, but you can tell by the eager twitch in your cunt that he was more than happy to hear your words. “Or you’ll have be cumming you full before I’m ready to.”

“Is that really such a bad thing?” You ask, your cunt squeezing him in intervals as you feel your own end coming soon- the idea of being caught makes you want to finish up quickly for multiple reasons.  “I just want to feel your cum flood my cunt, fill me up please.”

He bites your neck hard to quiet his moans and grunts, your words affecting him nearly immediately.  You both usually last longer, but it’s obvious that it’s impossible for either of you to edge tonight, both because of where you are and because of how utterly close both of you are.  Even if he pulled out, you’d both end up with ruined orgasms- his cock lazily pulsating his cum against your quivering cunt.  Thankfully, he doesn’t pull out.  You can feel the warm burst of cum hit your walls as he twitches over and over again within your tight, massaging pussy.

After you both catch your breath, he sits you back down on the ground and tucks himself back into his boxers and tugging his pants back on.  You whine as you try to clean the cum from yourself with the toilet paper but it’s a futile attempt- he’s never came so much, or rather you’ve never had to walk around with so much of his cum dripping from you.  You settle for folding up a few squares and tucking them into your underwear so it hopefully doesn’t coat your thighs.

“Y’ready to head out yet?” Gojo asks, opening the stall door.

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i dont see the harm // Junko, Mukuro Spitroast headcanons

Junko Enoshima x GN!Reader x Mukuro Ikusaba

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Dead Dove Do Not Eat: incest (Junko/Mukuro)

Junko brought up the idea first

Mukuro is hesitant to accept, but can she really, truly go against what her sister wants?

After all, Junko is right, you would look so good on your knees and hands between them

Junko wants her and her sister to use strap ons, Mukuro would prefer to see Junko fuck your ass while you eat her out

Guess that means you three just have to figure out what the best option is

How unfortunate 

Junko uses as little lube as possible, her red fingernails digging into your hips as your ass takes her strap

Mukuro is absolutely drooling, hardly even paying attention to what she’s supposed to be doing

But seeing your looking up at her with your mouth open, eagerly awaiting her fat strap-on cock, she realizes just how right Junko was

When you attempt to touch yourself as they spitroast you, Junko slaps your ass an pushes your hand away

Junko definitely makes out with Mukuro as they take your body

You can’t help but cum as Junko fucks your ass

Junko sees this as the signal to countdown

3, 2, 1

Fake cum floods your asshole and mouth as Junko lets out fake, pornographic moans and Mukuro forces herself to let out a few herself

If you thought that it was good being fucked in the ass and face fucked by the twins, you have no clue just how wonderful it is to hear Mukuro whimper and moan as you eat her out while Junko fucks your ass

This could happen the same night as the spitroast OR another night, this is dependent solely on Junko and what she wants.

Mukuro pussy tastes otherwordly, your hands supporting yourself on her thighs

Junko demands Mukuro keeps her eyes open to look at her

This, unsurprisingly, means Mukuro cums easily

Junko cackles at how quickly her sister cums from your mouth and her look

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i can make a hapax legomenon right now, look. shapdeltawenifgatupellidowitz. bet nobody's ever written that before.

ABCDEFGHI KLMNOP RSTUVWXYZ

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im a winged insect (you're a funeral pyre)

Beam x AFAB! Reader

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“So good, so good, so good!” He chants like a prayer, his cock bruising your walls as he fucks you with limited (if any) regard to your own pleasure.  He wants to care, he really does, but he can’t bring himself to go any slower.

Warnings: Beam being over enthusiastic and causing pain, biting w/ blood

Beam’s pace in your cunt was almost enough to make you yell at him to stop, to slow down, but you would rather die than have his cock anywhere else.  One of his hands grips your hip so tightly you can feel the fingernails he has digging painfully into your flesh while the other one holds your head down against the carpeted floor.  His drool drips onto your back at various intervals, sliding down your skin to the floor and soaking into it.

“You’re so good too, fuck, so good.” You agree, though you’re certain that Beam can hardly even hear you.  Between the sounds coming from your bodies moving together and his own incoherent compliments and babbles.

“So good, so good, so good!” He chants like a prayer, his cock bruising your walls as he fucks you with limited (if any) regard to your own pleasure.  He wants to care, he really does, but he can’t bring himself to go any slower.

His hand on your back travels up to grab your hair and pull your back against his chest.  You can feel his heart galloping as his hips mercilessly drive his cock into your pussy.  The sounds from your wet cunt are so loud that you can hardly even hear your own thoughts over them.  You can feel your slick arousal coating your thighs.

“Wanna knock you up, wanna fill you so full!” His voice is loud and it makes your ears ring but at the same time you can feel your tight cunt clench eagerly at the idea of him flooding your cunt with his cum.

“Do it, do it, do it.” You request over and over again, your mouth filling with drool at the idea and sliding down your chin.  You’re sure that you look like a mess, but you are also sure that Beam looks just as filthy in his sex driven state.  You goes still in you for a moment and you whimper immediately, your hips moving his cock in you while his brains works to process your request as though he didn’t even realize that he said anything to begin with.

“Wait, really?” He starts to ask but he can’t stop his hips from delving his cock into your wet cunt again rapidly.  He pushes you back down against the plush floor, both hands against your head and keeping it pressed hard on the ground.  A sloppy grin is on your face, you’re certain you’re making noises but your heart is pounding so rapidly in your ears that you can’t tell for certain.

A sudden white hot flash of pain radiates from your shoulder, the warm blood leaking from the wound as Beam’s sharp teeth latch into your soft shoulder.  Then his cock twitches and his hips stutter in their movements.  His hot cum floods your aching cunt quickly, you can feel it dribble out of you and slide down your  inner thighs and onto the carpet.  You make a mental note to clean it up as soon as you possibly can, but for now all you can do is whine as his cock slips from you.

His shuddering body flops down on the ground beside you, his breathing hard and labored as he wraps you up in his arms, his legs entangling with yours.  He nuzzles his head in your shoulder, a flash of pain hits you before it settles into a small buzz.

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reblog and put in the tags if youre expecting a package / online order and what it is... i ordered the mazzy star swan necklace and a white noise machine recently

#jjk socks and two long sleeves

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i can breathe your nicotine (we both know where itll lead) // Junko + Cigerettes Headcanons

Junko Enoshima x GN! Reader

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She looks so damn divine

There’s truly no other words to describe how she looks when she’s smoking

She loves to watch you blush when she takes a long drag and blow smoke in your direction

She’ll act like she’s oblivious to how it gets to you

But you both are aware it’s nothing more than an act

She can and will put them out on you

She’ll kiss at the leftover scars, her long eyelashes batting up at you as though she’s not the cause of it 

Shotgunning, shotgunning, shotgunning

She’ll be fingering you and as soon as your lips part, she’ll exhale smoke into your mouth and watch as your eyes water

She adores clasping your nose shut and forcing her cigarette into your mouth, forcing you to inhale as she shoves a dildo into you over and over again with limited care for you

She wants to see you cum with her cigarette hanging from your lips, threatening to fall out and burn your delicate skin

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tried to stuff me like a doll

Volo x AFAB! Reader

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Dead Dove Do Not Eat: non-con

“You’re being a crybaby.”  His voice is harsh and minimizing. The air around you both brushes past your cheeks, making you realize that you had been crying.  Your chest feels tight- have you been hyperventilating or is it just the anxiety that comes with the situation of all of this?  “I told you at the start, I’ll become God even if nobody else wants it to happen.”

Warnings: spoilers for PLA, creampie, non-con

The sickening, limp thud of your pokemon hitting the ground made your eyes shoot away from Volo and Giratina instantly, looking at the unmoving, not breathing body of your friend.  You don’t even hear yourself scream, but you can feel the sting in your throat as the noise escapes you and the burn of your knees on the cold, harsh tile ground.  Your pokemon’s body is still warm, of course it is, but the fact it doesn’t call to you- the fact that it’s completely still as your shaking hands grasp at it shows you what you already knew.  The sharp tug of your head upwards and annoyed grunt from Volo brings you back to Earth quickly.  You’ve never seen him so, so…  You can’t even formulate one thought before your brain starts a new one.  His eyebrows are furrowed in anger and disgust, he’s sneering like you’re shit that he stepped on (and, to be honest, that’s exactly how you feel), the fingers gripping your hair near the scalp are practically trembling with the force behind them.

“What, you bastard, are you going to kill me?” Your voice sounds foreign to you, had you really screamed that loud or that long that it’s rasping and painful?  You’ve never spoken to anyone (much less Volo) in such a vitriolic tone, it feels almost disgusting to use it.  The grip is slowly released for your hair, your hands immediately flying up to massage the sore spot.  Volo flicks his hands, probably riding them of whatever hair he managed to yank out.

“You’re being a crybaby.”  His voice is harsh and minimizing. The air around you both brushes past your cheeks, making you realize that you had been crying.  Your chest feels tight- have you been hyperventilating or is it just the anxiety that comes with the situation of all of this?  “I told you at the start, I’ll become God even if nobody else wants it to happen.”

“No need to call me names,” his voice is like he’s chastising you for speaking out of line to an authority figure (is that what he is now?), “I’m not the one who’s in the wrong here.”

“You’re not in the wrong?” You spit back, standing on shaking legs.  Has he always been so tall?  Has he always towered over you?  His laughter crackles through the air, making you feel even more miniscule so close to him.

“It’s so fun to see you angry at me!” His voice cuts through his own laughter like a knife, unyielding and sharp.  “It’s almost cute.”

You grit your teeth so hard it’s painful. “Fuck off, don’t call me cute.”

“Such language!  So unsightly for someone so cute, someone who practically followed me around like a lost puppy for how long now?” He shrugs. “It hardly matters now, I suppose.  Regardless, you shouldn’t be acting like this.  You’re normally so kind to everyone…” His voice is sarcastic and he leans over you, his grin wicked and wide.  His hand is hot and uncomfortable as he tilts your head up at him by your chin.  “C’mon, you know who you’re talking to now, please don’t be so angry and annoyed.”

You huff and remove your chin from his grip.  You’re overtly aware of his status, of what he can do to you without a second thought.  His hand lowers down to your chest for a few moments, running over the fabric over your breasts.  “You’re so much cuter when you act like this.  You back up, stumbling slightly and cover your chest with your arms, your face heating up in anger and embarrassment from his touch.  “Oh?  Do you not want me to touch you there?  Is anywhere else also off limits?”

“Don’t be stupid, I don’t want you to touch me anywhere.”  You squirm as his hands grasp your arms.

“But what if I want to touch you?  You know I’ve been thinking about it for a while now.  I’ve been thinking about it constantly, wanting to take advantage of something so small and vulnerable like you.  Especially now that we’re alone.”  His words make your body turn ice cold before it heats up, your hands push him away as he leans in close, making you both stumble in opposite directions.  He doesn’t seem annoyed or upset, like he already expected such a move and enjoyed it.  He takes a short step forward again, one hand gripping your chin again and the other running along the side of your body.

“You’re disgusting.”

“Well, maybe I want to get more disgusting.”  His voice is taunting, his head leaning down to brush his lips along your neck, lowering the hand he had on your chin to hold the other side of your body.  He knows that the things you can do to prevent him from going further is minimal, he’s taller, stronger, and more powerful than you are or will ever be.  “Just relax…”

Your eyes close, attempting to think of other things, of different times, while he kisses your neck in various places in a way that’s far too gentle and more loving than he has any right to be.  Your hands press against his chest, a feeble attempt to push him away- both because you know better than to upset him and also know you’re far too weak to do anything.

“You shouldn’t be trying to resist me, you know what you want.”

“Don’t be disgusting.” You retort, your eyes opening to glare at a column behind Volo.  His hands rest on your hips, easily lifting you up to press your back against the column.  “Just… Just be quick, I don’t want this to take longer than it has to.”  His laughter at your request was loud and boisterous, echoing all around you.  “You’re too loud, be quiet while you do this.  I don’t want to be reminded that someone I thought was friend is raping me.”

“So, what, you don’t think we’re friends anymore?  After everything we’ve been through together?  After everything we’re going to go through together?” He asks, her breathing growing heavy and harsh in your ear as he moves his hips against yours.

“After this?  Certainly not.” She says, glaring at him as he bares himself to her, using one hand to make sure she’s against the pillar as he strokes himself.  Once he’s sufficiently satisfied with how hard he is (so hard it looks nearly painful), his hand goes to thumb over your underwear.  His grin is sickening as your hips involuntarily jerk forward as his thumb rubs over your clothed clit.

“Ah, there it is.  Your body is responding so well for me already.”

“Don’t be stupid, you’re smart enough to know that just because my body responds doesn’t mean that I like it.”

“I know that, I just don’t really care.” His voice is mocking. “It’s good enough for me to see your body enjoying what I’m doing even if you hate it.” He tugs the fabric to the side, wiping his spit against his fingers and rubbing your slit with it.  You’re dry, dry enough to where it would be unpleasant for him, so it’s not for your pleasure.  He presses his red, sensitive tip in for a split second as though he just wants to see a reaction from you.

“H-Hey!” You shout, tensing up and pushing against his chest.

“What?  You don’t have to worry, I’m not going to do anything that you don’t want me to do.” He says, laughing as he presses again, more going in this time.  His groan is directly in your ear.

“Volo, knock it off.”

“What, I thought you just wanted me to be quick.” He says, taunting you as he bottoms out in you with a loud, exaggerated moan.  You look away and cringe, pain racing through you for a split second as he pierces your unprepared cunt.  He’s not large and not thick, but the fact that you’re still unprepared makes it feel bigger than it ever could be.  His laugh is monstrous as you clench around him.  He’s smart enough to know that your body’s reactions are automatic and not a sign that you enjoy it in the slightest.  “I’m disgusting and you hate it and that only makes me want it even more, it makes me want to be slow.  But for you, princess, I’ll be quick…  But you have to talk to me- tell me how much you love this.”

“N-Ngh, you asshole.” You say, his thumb tracing circles on your clit in various patterns as his thrusts get more technical, as though he’s trying to figure out how to best get your body to react.  “I’m not saying anything that will inflate your bullshit ego.”

“Say my name and tell me you like it and then I’ll cum and leave you be.” He says, seeming to not care at all at the insults you throw at him.  He grins at you, his canines showing.

You sniffle and close your eyes, counting to 10 to calm down before your eyes flutter open.  “Volo, I like it.” You say through gritted teeth, it is so clear that its a lie.

“You can’t hide it- your body is clearly loving it.  Now, put some real effort into it, tell me exactly what you know I want to hear.”

“Don’t make me say it again, please.”

“If you don’t say what I want to hear, I’ll keep going.”

“I love it, Volo.  It feels so fucking good, don’t hurt at all.  I just wanna feel you cum, please cum in my cunt.”  You whimper in discomfort and pain when he twitches in your pained pussy, his legs tensing and his hands gripping you tighter.

“Oh, you are definitely lying to me, friend.” He says between his grunts, “But it’s fine, it just shows me how absolutely pathetic you are.  Don’t disappoint with this next part, tell me I’m making you feel good and I promise it’ll all be over.”

You force a pained, watery smile as you struggle to maintain eye contact.  You produce fake moans that make your cheeks turn red and feel gross. “Feels so good…”

“There we go…” Volo says. “Now that’s more like it.  I know it hurts, I can see it in your eyes.  You’re crying because of how much it hurts, because of how much you hate this- I love that, I really do.  The look in your eyes, the sound of your whimpering, it’s all mine and you can’t get it back.”

“Wait, please-!” You start and finish, unable to stop him from cumming.

“Good girl.” He taunts. “Now you have a reminder of it all with you.  How do you feel?”

“I feel like shit and I hate you, Volo.”

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i will lead us to a new realm // Kokichi Upskirt Headcanons

Kokichi Ouma x GN! Reader

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Song: Diamond Eyes - Deftones

Warnings: dub-con, Kokichi is a massive pervert with no boundaries

Man LOVES it when you wear a skirt

He will grasp your expose legs and thighs

He’ll let his fingers travel upwards, even in public

Pictures, pictures, pictures

He adores taking upskirt shots of your underwear (if you’re even wearing any- he prefers it when you don’t.)

He’ll happily set his phone lockscreen, laptop homescreen, anything and everything he can think of to his most recent upskirt pic

He also likes to show off the pictures to anyone who’s willing to ask, willing to look, or even willing to just hear him talk eagerly about it

He likes to have you sit on his lap in public when you wear a skirt, holding your hips and moving you softly and almost so slowly it’s almost unnoticeable by people around you.

He can and will fuck you while you’re on your lap, so please make sure that your skirt will at least cover some part of you.

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stalker, watcher, psychopath

Ryomen Sukuna x GN! Reader

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Continuation of this

There’s no shame between you two and he prefers to keep it that way- open, honest, and without care of what others might think because it’s solely you and him. 

Warnings: piss swallowing, dub-con elements

“Are you ready to be used again?” Sukuna’s voice infiltrates absolutely all of your body, “I know you want me to.”  You don’t have to question what he wants to use you as, his nasty smirk and attitude gives everything away.  It’s far from the first time, of course, otherwise you would be taken by surprise as he grasps his cock again in anticipation. “Well…?”

You grimace, despite the fact that you enjoy his piss on the rare occasion that he blesses you with it, it’s still not the most appealing thing after giving him head.  Of all the deviant acts that you two have participated in, pissplay is still the one you two explored the least.  “Use me as a urinal.”

“And…?”

“... Cover my face with your urine.”

“Oh my, are you sure?” His voice is a tad louder than a whisper, his smirk never once leaving his face. “It does sound perfect for you, but tell me what exactly you’ll do.”

“Please, I want it so bad.  I-I want it all over my face, I wanna stick my tongue out for you as you release your bladder for me.  I want to be marked by you.”

He scoffs, but pushes you backwards on the ground.  You fall back with an ‘oof’ and start to say something but your voice escapes you as he crawls to be on top of you.  His legs are on either side of your body, trapping your arms to your sides as he strokes himself again.  “Don’t worry, I’ll piss on you the way you want me to.  Now open your mouth.”

You waste little time, your mouth opening as if on its own accord.  Sukuna looks, to be fully honest, far too gorgeous from this angle especially for what he’s about to do.  Your tongue is out and looks so inviting that if he didn’t already abuse your mouth, he’d use it again.  He grins nearly wickedly, but his eyes look like he’s looking at a precious pet.  He softly chuckles and holds his cock in position and-

“Well…?  Do we just let that piss sit there in your mouth or do you swallow it?”  He asks, patting your head like a dumb dog.  “You know the answer, don’t you?”

You have to hold yourself back from flinching away from his stream as he intentionally misses your mouth for half a second, but then it hits your tongue and fills your mouth slowly.  There’s no shame between you two and he prefers to keep it that way- open, honest, and without care of what others might think because it’s solely you and him.  When he finishes, he pulls his hips back but he doesn’t get off of you, remaining kneeled over your body.  You wait patiently with his hot piss in your mouth, knowing that you have to wait for his instructions even if they’re going to be given in such a way that it makes you want to slap the smug smirk from his face.

You can feel the piss cooling down in your mouth, making you want to gag on the pale yellow liquid before you gulp.  It slips down your throat easily, when it’s all gone you let out a soft sigh and open your mouth to show him it’s fully gone.  You are so cute like this, he can’t help but reach out and softly caress your cheek in a way that feels almost kind.  “Are you not going to say thank you for my blessing?”

“Thank you, thank you, thank you.” You chant, rubbing your cheek against his hand like a cat.

“Thank you for what, my dear?  What do you thank me for allowing you to do?  Be specific for me, would you?”

“Thank you for pissing on my face, thank you for letting me hold your piss in my mouth, and thank you so much for letting me swallow it all.”

“Good - you know how good you are, don’t you?” Sukuna says, unable to stop himself from chuckling.

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i am not built for love (i'm not good enough) // Nagito Degradation Headcanons

Nagito Komaeda x GN! Reader

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Warnings: degradation on both sides

Typically prefers for you to degrade him, but has no issue degrading you as well if he’s in the right mood.

His degradation of you often degrades himself as well, he can’t help it.

“I can’t believe someone like you is bouncing on my cock.” is said in a mocking tone.

“I would think you’d be smart enough to get with someone better than me, guess I overestimated your intelligence.”

“I would think I’d feel more blessed to have you ride me, guess you do this for everyone though, hm?”

Doesn’t like it if you do the same though, if you’re degrading him it better be fully focused on him and him only.

Not because he’s selfish, it just kills his mood to hear his lovely s/o talk down about themself.

Falls more and more in love with you if you degrade him in a gentle, loving tone and caressing his cheeks.

He could cum in his underwear from you being so nice and gentle while calling him trash.

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i reach for you on faith alone

Kokichi x AFAB! Reader

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Song: Love You Want - Sleep Token

You try to respond, both because it's frustrating to hear his voice at such a time and because it's an automatic response to reply to his taunts.  All that comes out is a pitiful gag and the shame that comes from a massive amount of spit sliding down your chin into your awaiting hands.

Warnings: blowjob, facial, submissive!Kokichi at the end, typical shitty dom!Kokichi at the beginning, dubcon, aftercare in final paragraph

Kokichi’s knuckles are harsh white as he tugs your hair eagerly, with extremely limited care for your pain grunt as he fucks himself against your face.  If he was any other person, you’d give him a quick nip or slap his thighs, but you know both of those options will just spur him on to use you further and laugh.

“Oh?” He says, his breathing so heavy that it must be edging on painful as he struggles to keep his eyes open to look at you between his legs, “Are you uncomfortable or something?”

“What a shame…” He says, releasing your head but thrusting his hips upwards against your stinging face.  He opts to pat your head condescendingly, tsking softly and then moaning lowly. “It’s not polite to talk with your mouth full, y’know.”

You try to respond, both because it's frustrating to hear his voice at such a time and because it's an automatic response to reply to his taunts.  All that comes out is a pitiful gag and the shame that comes from a massive amount of spit sliding down your chin into your awaiting hands.

You grunt in response, rolling your eyes the best you can and raising your spit-covered hands to gently caress his balls.  The sooner he’s done, the better- not because you hate giving head but rather because your jaw is hurting, your face is stinging, and if he keeps up his labored breathing he’ll probably end up passing out. He almost whimpers at the sensation, biting his lower lip and gripping your hair again.  You grin around his cock, more saliva sliding down your chin to the floor.  He looks so… perfect like this, his cheeks flushed from arousal and his hair sticking to his face with his teeth biting his bottom lip so hard that it seems like it should be bleeding, his violet eyes trying desperately to stay open to look down at you- at his perfect girlfriend that he simply adores.

“I’m gonna ch-choke you with my cum.” He stammers out, struggling to keep up his persona and failing miserably.  “I want to see you cough it out, my perfect slut.”  You practically choke on his cock from his complimentary degradation, making him groan and his legs tremble.  You have other plans though, of course, than to cough or spit out his cum.  It’s partially payback for his hard domming, partially just because you love the sound of his whimpers and whines.

You blink when he taps your head, giving you a minimal warning before his hot cum floods your mouth and slides down your throat.  You struggle to not cough and gag against his cock as he keeps himself in your mouth as he pants and his hands tremble on your head.

After he lets out a shaking sigh, he attempts to move your head away and that’s your signal to grasp his hips and close your eyes, bobbing your head at a teasingly slow pace while he shudders before tapping your head again so you open your eyes and look up at him.  His lips are parted and if it was possible, you’d shove your fingers in his mouth and give him the same treatment he gave you.

“Hey, what are you doing!” He whisper-shouts at you, swallowing thickly as though he’s about to drool.

You pop his aching cock out of your mouth long enough to respond, “Just having some fun, relax.”  You see your words make his eyebrows furrow as though he’s about to call you out, but before he can you hollow your cheeks as you take him in your mouth once again.  It’s hardly fair, but when is anything fair when it comes to Kokichi?  His whines and whimpers flood your ears as his hips instinctively start to move before stopping from the all too pleasing (and now bordering on painful) sensation of your tongue rolling over the bottom of his cock.  You’re not even sure what exactly you’re hoping for as an end result- maybe just to see how long you can push your boyfriend until he gets fed up and pushes you away?  He tugs your hair desperately, even he’s unsure if it’s to make you stop or let you know to keep going, his teeth digging into his bottom lip like he’s holding in a loud moan (but given the whines escaping, you doubt it’d do much good if that’s the point.)

“I-I seriously can’t with you” He stammers out, his breath desperate and heavy as his hand goes from your hair to pop himself from your mouth and jerk his overstimulated dick like he’s life depends on cumming again.  It doesn’t take long, maybe just his thumb running over his slit twice before he lets out a sharp cry, tears forming in the corners of his eyes as he paints your face with his release.  He’s a sniffling mess by the time he’s even realized he’s spent, as though he’s on the verge of genuinely crying.  

You grimace at the fact you’re going to have to wipe his cum off of your face with your shirt, but you toss it to the side afterwards and stand up, gently pushing him backwards on the bed and wrapping your body around his form.  He’s not upset, if anything he knows it’s some sort of payback for all the times he’s pushed you like this.  You practically coo soft words in his ear, wiping what little tears have fallen past his eyelashes and down his pinkened cheeks, asking him if he’s okay, if you pushed him too far, all things he’s never been too careful to ask you afterwards (but you know he holds care for your own personal enjoyment even when he uses you like a cheap fleshlight).  When he responds that he’s fine and yawns, you can’t help but grin and nuzzle against his cheek.  Looks like neither of you will be getting dinner anytime soon.

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god forbid i romanticize this

PG! Shuichi Saihara x GN! Reader

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Song: romanticize this by james marriott

Requested by: Mojito_Babe on AO3

Warnings: dub-con elements (Shuichi preys on reader’s naivety, porn plot), blindfolds, blowjobs, swallowing

Shuichi could not believe his luck with how easy you were to trick into this situation.  Hell, is it even tricking when all he had to do was invite you over and explain some made up rules to a ‘game’?

You look just so irresistible on his bedroom floor, on your knees and blindfolded with one of his uniform ties.

It takes all of his self control to not stroke his cock immediately 

Seriously, all that’s missing if your lips around his cock

Patience, Shuichi…

He lets out a shaky breath of anticipation and places the headphones over your ears

Please don’t ask questions, please don’t ask questions, please don’t

“What are these for?”

Fuck, fuck fuck, his brain freezes.  He should have expected you to ask something and maybe he did but your sudden question makes him forget his memorized answer

“Don’t worry about it, it’s just so if I open a wrapper, you won’t hear me.”

You seem content with this explanation, listening to whatever music Shuichi has decided is best to block out any sound.

He taps your chin and watches in awe as you open your mouth, your tongue slightly out

Patience, Shuichi…

He rubs hard candy against your tongue, his breath hitches as he sees drool collect on your tongue and touches the tips of his fingers

Good job, you guess the treat correctly

His patience is waning so quickly, he feels constricted in his pants

He tugs them down, one hand stroking his cock slowly while the other unwraps a thick candy cane

God

Your lips wrap around it and he can imagine your tongue licking at the bottom of the stick

When he pulls it away, a bit of saliva drips from your lips and he lets out a soft grunt at the sight

Ding, ding, ding, you’re so good at this game!

The cool whip cream against the tip of his red hot cock makes him whimper

Your tongue is wet and warm against it as you practically slurp at him

Shuichi’s brain is practically melting, how can’t you tell you’re licking at his cock?  Can you tell and you’re just playing dumb?  He doesn’t even care at this point.

His long, thin fingers reach out and tangle in your hair, just barely bobbing your head on him

He has to bite his lip, he wants to shout in pleasure

Patience Shu-

He gasp as his hot cum shoots in ropes in your mouth

You jump slightly in surprise, but then your tongue eagerly licks at the slit, wanting to taste more and more

You need to guess right, after all, you’ll be three for three!

His legs tremble as he feels himself come down from his high while your tongue teases his tip until there’s nothing left to expel

He taps your head to let you know that he’s done letting you taste this round’s secret

He tugs his pants back up and tries to steady his breathing

Bummer, you got it wrong :(

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Let's Search The Sky For A While

Izuru x GN! Reader

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Song: Is It Really You - Loathe

His voice is so monotone, so uncaring, but the glimmer of genuine interest is so palpable to you that it makes your eyes glisten in excitement as you hold your hand up against Izuru’s.

Warnings: Spit/drool, fingers in mouth, dry humping (reader cums in pants), ignoring my own headcanons, size difference, mild degradation

“I don’t understand why you ask for this so often.” His voice is so monotone, so uncaring, but the glimmer of genuine interest is so palpable to you that it makes your eyes glisten in excitement as you hold your hand up against Izuru’s.

“‘Cause I think it’s cool.” You respond, you can already feel the twinges of arousal in your stomach, you’re so easy it's almost laughable.

“I understand that part.” He sighs, the faraway look in your eyes and slight heat covering your face would make it obvious to anyone how far gone your thoughts are getting just by feeling his fingers bend over yours. “But I don’t understand why.”  Your other hand can’t help but reach up and grasp his hand, thumb rubbing on his palm.

“It makes me feel small- insignificant.”

“Which you are.”

You cannot stop the tiny noise that bubbles up in your throat from his agreement.  You nod and lick your lips, not noticing as you softly grind yourself against the hard bottom of the seat.  His red eyes hardly even dart down to look at your movements, seemingly to be completely uninterested in your ministrations. 

“Can yo-”

“No.”

You huff softly, looking away for a second.  You don’t bother finishing that question.  “But can you at least put a finger or two in my mouth?” You ask, your previous question unasked in full.  His eyes bore into yours, making you feel like he’s judging you extremely harshly.  He yanks his hand from yours, sneering at you but not verbally declining your request.  

One of his hands grip your jaw tightly, squeezing your cheeks to make your mouth open.  A soft, barely noticeable moan leaves your lips that Izuru has taken great interest in.  His middle finger raises and runs along your bottom lips before it touches the tip of your tongue.  His shoulders jump at the sensation, his widening for just a split second before they return to normal.  He makes a noise like he’s taking careful note as your tongue flicks at digit.

Your hips move again, a small whine leaving you as your hands hold his wrist, your eyes begging him to move his finger more into your mouth.  He raises an eyebrow and slowly moves his middle finger fully into your mouth.  Heat coils in your stomach quickly as the tip touches your throat.

“More.” You attempt to say, but drools trails out of your mouth and drips onto your chair.  Izuru understands you perfectly it seems, inserting his ring finger into your mouth quickly.  A gag interrupts your joy for a split moment before he releases your jaw.  Your lips relax around his fingers, tongue slurping at the pads of his fingers.  He grimaces as your spit slides down his skin.

“Cum already, this is what you wanted, is it not?”  His words make your eyes flutter closed quickly, you’re so close that it’s nearly painful as you moan around his fingers.  He thrusts his digits slowly, as though he’s taking some sort of pleasure in feeling your tongue against them.  Your eyes tighten closed as you feel the band break and you whine, embarrassed.  You can’t even find it in yourself to open your eyes until he grumbles something and pulls the slick digits from your mouth.  “Can’t even open your eyes, can you?”

You grunt and open your eyes, though your gaze is fully averted from him. “I can open my eyes.  I was just… thinking.”

He wipes his wet fingers on his white shirt, sighing.  It doesn’t take a genius to realize what you’re thinking about.

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