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giggly-squiggily · 2 days

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Hello hello. I see that your request are closed but if/when you open them again, would you please consider a part 2 of the Isagi, Bachira, Kunigami, Chigiri fic? Where they find out it was Raichi and Gagamaru and how they exact their revenge?

Ooo, yes! It's been a hot minute since I've written for these boys! I can most certainly do a part two for you, anon! :D

For Part One- Kinda!

CW: Swearing, foot tickles

Taglist Peeps (Cloud 9):

@myreygn @cupcake-spice13 @chibisstuff @imjusthere07 @riisada

“Wait! Wait, wait, wait hahang on- please!” Kuon could feel his heart racing, chills of anticipation running down his spine as his wrists were grabbed and pinned overhead. “I dohohn’t know what yohou’re tahalking about!”

“Oh? Is that so?” Isagi growled from his right, eyes glowing a dangerous hue. “Are you sure about that, Kuon? You really have no idea?”

“I doohon’t! I dohohon’t, reahahally!” The older boy cried, leaning away when Bachira playfully wiggled his fingers over his ribs, not quite touching him but rather hovering inches above. “Pleahhahse, don’t doohoho this!”

“He’s stubborn. No surprise there.” Kunigami mused from above, tapping a finger against Kuon’s pulse point. “You're up, Princess.”

“Going right for me, huh? Alright.” Chigiri, who was sitting comfortably on Kuon’s hips up to this point, made a big show of stretching out and cracking his knuckles. “Tell us what you know, Kuon- what’s the big idea sneaking around and tickling us”

“I’m tehheelling you it wahahahasn’t meheheheh! I knohohow nohohthing-eehehe!” He jerked when Isagi gently poked his ribs, making him giggle even more. “I sweahhahahahr I dihihihihdn’t!!”

"Hmm..guys, I believe him. It doesn’t sound like something he’d do.” Isagi mused outloud, sending a pinch of relief through the taller boy’s chest.

“That said, if he didn’t do it,there has to be another person! And it’s likely he knows.” Isagi added soon after, crushing Kuon’s hope to dust. “Got a name or two?”

They turned to look at him, but Kuon tightened his lips, shaking his head. “Eheheven if I dihihd, I’m nohoht snihihitching! I won’t do it again!”

Isagi blew out a huff. Then he nodded, something sweet entering his expression.

“Get him good, Chigiri.”

“Noohoho wait- Whahahah-ehehahhahahahhahhaahit!” A squeal ripped from Kuon’s throat the second Chigiri’s nails attacked his armpits, scratching away without any mercy. It was by far his worst spot- and they went right for it! They weren’t playing games. “Nohohoohoho nohohohot thehehehehehre!”

“Start talking!” Kunigami demanded.

“Nehehehehever! I’ll nehehehehver tehehehehll!”

“Dedicated to changing for the better, huh?” Bachira cooed at him, joining in and rapidly poking at his ribs. “Come on, save yourself, Kuon! It’s what you’re good at, right?”

“I rehehehehfuhuuhuhuse! I wohoohohohn’t sahahhay! Thehehehehy’ll kihihihill meheheheheehe!” Kuon cried out, cheeks pink and eyes tearing up. His laughter shot up another octave when Isagi climbed on his ankles, tickling his feet with a devious grin. “NOHOHOHO NOHOOHHOT THHAHAHT!”

“Oh, someone’s gonna kill you, huh? I think I know who it is now.” Chigiri mused, starting to smile. “I wanna hear it though. Tell us- give us a name!”

“Why try to protect them? They’d betray you in a heartbeat.” Kunigami added, scribbling a few fingers into Kuon’s neck. “Are we wrong?”

“Speech, speech, speech! Tell us you corn-flaked son of a-” Bachira began, giggling when Isagi poked him in the hip with a soft “too much.”

It took a significant amount of tickling- Kuon was surprisingly durable despite four sets of hands attacking him. Eventually though…

“FIHIHINE FIHIHIHINE I’LL TEHEHEHELL YOOHOHOU! I’LL TEHEHEHLL YOOHOHOHU DAHAHAHAMN!”

“That’s what we want to hear!” Isagi laughed, signaling the others to stop. Only Chigiri remained, hands positioned over Kuon’s armpits in case he backed out. “Now, talk.”

~~~

It was quiet.

Too quiet.

“Raichi.”

“SHIT-” The shorter of the pair swore when Gagamaru called his name, twisting to glare up at him. “Good god, man- can’t you at least breathe louder? How are you so quiet?”

“This place is a ghost town.” Gagamaru ignored the question, taking in the lack of presence. Usually there’d be at least one other person in sight, but they were the only two here. “Did we get the wrong room?”

“How the hell would we get the rooms wrong? We’ve been here for months!” Raichi tried not to let the sudden onslaught of nerves show as he walked in further. “We’re just the first ones here for once. The rest of them will turn up eventually.”

Gagamaru nodded, the door sliding shut behind him. They were alone.

At least- that’s what they thought.

“BOO!” Bachira yelled as he charged from behind, tackling Raichi straight into the futon stack. They tumbled and crashed, sending pillows everywhere. “Gotcha!”

“The hell, bob cut- what kind of ghost tackles people?” Raichi barked as he tried to grab him, starting to snicker. “Stahahp, stahahp, whhahatch your hhahahnds!”

“Oh no! Raichi.” Gagamaru went to help, but he was soon grabbed by Kunigami. Pulled back against his chest, the ginger called out to his hidden allies. “Princess, Isagi- get them!”

“Right! Here we come!” Isagi cried out, flying at Raichi at maximum speed. Soon the pile near the futons grew, sending even more toppling over as Raichi barked out a giggly curse. Chigiri on the other hand ran over to Gagamaru, fingers wiggling and eyes dancing.

“Here I come…gotcha!” He cheered softly, grabbing onto the taller boys waist. Gagamaru blinked down at him. “Uh…Kuni? I think he’s not ticklish.”

“No way, he definitely is! Kuon said so- whoops.” The ginger blushed, accidentally revealing their informant.

“THAHHAHT BAHHHAHASTARD!” Raichi roared from his spot, his laughter increasing as Isagi and Bachira attacked his torso. No matter how many times he flipped or flopped, they stuck to his ribs and hips like glue. “SHIHIHIIHT! Gehahahhahhaha! Yoohohohou fuhuuhuhuhckers!”

“Oo, he said a bad word!” Bachira laughed, pinching along the ash blonde’s upper ribs.

“He always says bad words! Raichi- try not to swear and we’ll let you up, okay?” Isagi teased, drilling his thumbs into Raichi’s hips. That got a new assortment of squealing swears. “That’s gonna be harder than I thought.”

Back with Gagamaru, Chigiri was running his tickly fingers up and down Gagamaru’s sides, looking for a weakness. “He really does seem immune. Maybe Kuon lied?”

“Yeah.” Gagamaru nodded. The hero on the other hand wasn’t convinced.

“No way- we got him pretty bad. He was telling us the truth. Let’s see..he said to go- here?” Kunigami secured the lanky teen with one arm as the other crept up his shoulder blades, giving them a scritch. That got them a reaction- Gagamaru stiffened with a huff. “Found it.”

“Let me go and I’ll help you get Raichi.” He offered, but it was quickly rejected as Chigiri began focusing on that spot, making him smile. “Pleahahhase!”

“Yohohohohou trahhahaitor! Trahahhaitor, bohohohoth of yhoohohohhou!” Raichi cried out, eyes misting with mirth at the relentless tickles. His entire body felt like air- growling lighter as he fought for oxygen. “Gihihihive mehehehe a brehahahak and Iihihihih’ll tehhehehell yohoohohu his oohohohther spoohohohohts!”

“Whohoho’s the trahahhaitor nohohohow?” Gagamaru giggled back, slowly sinking to the ground like a deflated balloon as Chigiri and Kunigami carried on their antics. “Spaahhahahre emehheheehhe!”

“Hmm…Bachira, let’s give Raichi a rest. We can help get Gagamaru!” Isagi gently prodded the other, signaling the end. Bachira hummed before nodding, releasing the hot head.

Regret was instant.

“GOT YOUR AHAHASES!” Raichi lunged at them, but he was too slow and the mats were in the way, sending him flying onto his face against the remaining tower of futons. Bachira yelped and dived away, crashing into Kunigami. Gagamaru was released soon after, just barely catching the pair as they all tumbled to the ground. Chigiri was the only one with enough sense to step backwards as Isagi haphazardly flailed into a nearby futon- his ankle caught by Raichi.

Soft groans radiated from the pile of bodies. On a whim, Chigiri shuffled over and laid out across Isagi’s back- adding to the stack. “Oof- I fell. Game over.”

“Pfft- such a princess.” Isagi laughed against the floor, gently tugging at his leg. “My fo-hehehet!” He yelped and yanked his leg away when Raichi gave it a quick scribble.

“Heh…hehe…whahhat the hell was thahaht for aahhanyway?” Groaned out Raichi, closing his eyes. Nearby, he heard Bachira laughing as he rolled off the nearest body and Kunigami mumbling something about his back aching. “Whahat’d we dohoho?”

“Seriously? You don’t recall?” Isagi raised a brow. “You guys started a tickle war among us! Then you said it was Kuon who did it!"

“What-that son of a bitch! He snitched!” Raichi growled, though his tone held no true malice.

“In all fairness, we kinda forced it out of him.” Kunigami confessed, cheeks reddening some. Gagamaru huffed out a laugh in response.

“There’s no point in denying it. Yeah- we did it.” The blocker nodded, them shared a cheeky glace with Raichi. “And now- we’re gonna do it again!” With that, he grabbed the nearest body he could reach- his victim happening to be Chigiri. “Help me, Raichi!”

"You bet your ass I will! After this, I’m paying that long haired bastard a visit."

The room was filled with laughter once more as the pair got their immediate revenge. Somewhere in a different room, Kuon felt himself shiver from head to toe.

"Oh my...I think I'm in trouble.”

Thanks for reading!

#Blue lock #tickle #tickle fic #squiggily writes the things #kunigami rensuke #isagi yoichi #bachira meguru #chigiri hyoma #raichi jingo #gagamaru gin #kuon wataru #should we do a part 3 with more Lee!Kuon?#lemme know karkjearjke

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redwlf843 · 1 day

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Brat taming

Abby Anderson x fem reader

Summary: you’ve decided to be a brat today, your girlfriend decides to fix that.

Warning: smut, mean dom Abby, cunnilingus, strap on referred to as cock, anal, double penetration, slapping, degradation, spanking, cursing

You were being a brat all day, you knew you were in for it when Abby was officially done with work for the day. But for the time time being you were having a blast teasing her (and technically yourself) as you sent her another photo of your 3 fingers deep inside your soaked cunt. You knew you were playing with fire sending things like that to Abby while she was just in the next room on a business call. She’s sent you multiple texts demanding that you stop, now she’s just left you on read. She only had about 45 minutes left of her supposed to be three hour business call. And you weren’t that much of a brat, you knew the rules you weren’t cumming. Just having a little fun.

You were in the middle of snapping another photo of your cunt when the bedroom door slammed open, an angry no a pissed Abby Anderson standing in the doorway

“What the fuck is your problem” she seethes as she grabs you by your throat and pins you against the wall. You drop your phone when she grabs you and clatters to the floor. Your back was pressed against the wall, and her hand was around your throat, not hard enough to restrict breathing but just enough to feel the pressure. “I’m in the middle of Important fucking shit but you want to distract me by being a little whore” she sneers her face inches from yours.

“I’m sor-“ smack your apology was interrupted with a smack to your cheek.

“Apologies will get you no where brat” Abby growls

“You’ve already done it now you have to deal with your punishment.”

“You wanna act like a slut then I’ll just use you like one.” Abby whispers in your ear and she sounded dangerously calm. You were in for it tonight.

This is how you found yourself being bent over the bed while Abby tied your hands behind your back.

“Not too tight?” She asked finishing the knot

You shook you head ‘no’ but that wasn’t what she wanted smack

You jump and yelp and the hard slap she delivers to your ass cheek

“Use your fucking words.” She orders

“Not too tight” you quickly breathe out, still feeling the sting from her strong hand.

“Good girl” she praises

“Now here’s what’s gonna happen” Abby starts as she opens the bottom bedside drawer “this plug is gonna go in that pretty little ass” she continues, slowly sliding the plug between your ass cheeks, grazing your hole but not going in. “Then you’re gonna suck my clit till I cum then maybe I’ll fuck you like the whore you are.” Abby said with a faux softness

You hear Abby open a bottle of lube and squirt it on her fingers. One hand grabs the globe of your ass while you feel her pointer finger prod at your asshole, she slowly pushes in. She fucks you with one finger, then two, and then three slowly stretching your ass. You hear Abby getting more lube and then you feel the cold metal of the plug against your ass “deep breath baby” Abby gently coaxes as she pushes the plug into you, groaning as it disappears into your ass. She gives it a pull and you whimper

“Mmh good girl, now on your knees” Abby demands with a smacks to your ass.

Abby helps you up by pulling you up by your restraints and you get onto your knees and look up at her “oh now you fucking listen” she growls “where was this 15 minutes ago when I in my meeting” she asks gripping your chin.

You open your mouth to apologize but you once again are quickly cut off.

“No. Don’t give me meaningless fucking apologies. Put that mouth to use Abby orders as she pulls down her sweatpants and boxers. She stands right in front of you with her legs spread and you are just centimeters from her soaked cunt.

“Go on whore, you heard me. Use that fucking mouth.” Abby demands looking down you expectantly.

You lean up and lick up her slit, you moan at the taste of her while she groans at the feeling of your tongue. You give little kitten licks to her clit. “Mmh you really think you’re in a position to tease me right now?” She asks you and she grips your hair and pulls your face closer to her cunt. “Fucking do it right or you won’t get to cum”

Your tongue laps at Abby’s cunt, moaning at the taste of her. Your vibrates against her and she tilts her head back with a groan.

You flick your tongue against Abby’s clit before wrapping your lips around it, sucking it. “Fuck, good girl. Use that fucking mouth.” Abby praises, her grip tightening on your hair to the point where it is just starting to sting but not enough to hurt.

You circle your tongue around her clit, and you can tell she’s getting close. Her breathing is coming out in short pants and her muscular thighs that were on either side of your were tensing. Her hips bucked against your tongue as she came with a groan. You lapped up her juices before she took a shaky step away from you.

She looks down at you, panting. She picks you up as if you weigh nothing and tosses you down on the bed. She pushes down on your back so you’re being pressed into the sheets beneath you. “Don’t fucking move.”

You here her opening draws behind you and you hear the sound of clasps and you know exactly what she’s doing. She’s putting the strap on. You feel the tip of her cock brush against your entrance and you know immediately that this is the new one she just got, the big one she was working you up to take.

She glides the tip through your slit gathering the slick, she rubbed it down her cock. Once it was lubed up with your juices she teases your hole with the tip. She watched the way your hole fluttered when the tip rubbed against it. “Mmm look at that cunt just begging to have my cock.” She slaps her cock against your clit making you writhe beneath her. “Please.” You beg, you were so incredibly worked up from touching yourself and her punishment. Your pussy was just absolutely drooling you could feel it throbbing just begging Abby to do something.

She tsked “you’re in know position to be begging right now. But since you asked so nicely” you didn’t like the tone of her voice, she was up to something. Your train of thought was completely gone as soon as Abby’s cock started pushing into you, she usually eases you into it pushing inch by inch letting you adjust. Not this time no she completely bottomed out in the same thrust. You hissed as the the toy stretched you out. Abby grabbed your restrained hands, you knew what she was doing her hand was in reach of your fingers. If you needed to stop you squeeze her fingers three times. This was her checking in she was giving you an opportunity to end it if you needed.

You felt so full between the cock stuffed in your cunt and the plug in your ass. You were being stretched in both holes and it felt absolutely amazing, once Abby gathered you wanted to continue she gave a rough thrust of her hips and your eyes instantly rolled back. You let out a pathetic whimper and you hear her chuckle behind you.

“Needy fucking slut. Not happy till both holes are filled huh?” She asks as she starts thrusting into from behind. Every thrust she watched as your ass jiggled around the black jewel of the plug at the impact, she watched as her disappeared into your cunt a white ring already forming at the base. “God you’re just fucking sucking me in. So fucking needy. You just needed to be filled huh baby? Is that why you were acting out? For my fucking attention.” She growls

“Y-yes” you stammer “you were so busy and I needed you.” She set a merciless pace as she smacked your ass hard “next time you be a good fucking whore and wait till I’m done working” she smacks your ass again on the other cheek this time and you can feel the sting on both cheeks and you know that she’s left a red hand print. “That was an important meeting and I couldn’t concentrate on a goddamn word because of you.” two smacks this time, “maybe after this you’ll fucking behave.” She smacks your ass hard with both hand this time and you let out a choked sob and you can feel the tears welling up in your eyes from the intense sting.

“You gonna pull that fucking shit again” she asks you her hands gripping your hips as she pistons into you. You shake your head ‘no’ she grabs your hair “what did I tell you about using your fucking words?” “I won’t do it again I promise” you quickly say with a broken moan as the tip of her cock kisses your cervix.

“Good girl” she releases your hair and both hands grab your hips, her fingers digging in surely leaving bruises. You were getting close you could feel the pressure building. “A-Abby ‘m gonna cum” you moan out not wanting to add onto your punishment for not telling her you were getting close. “You cum when I say I get to cum.” She tells you and she makes her thrusts deeper, the base of the strap rubbing against her clit. She was going to cum she could feel it and you knew she was going to by the way her breath came out in short pants and the way her thrusts were becoming erratic and less rhythmic.

She grunted with every thrust “gonna use you like the fucking whore you are, gonna fucking fill you.” She growls as she fucks you. “Fucking take it whore.” She thrusts into you roughly cumming with a groan. Her body tenses and her hips slow to an eventual stop.

“Now you can cum” she pants out as she reaches between you and the bed, her fingers find your clit and start rubbing it at a bruising pace. She thrusts her hips again the base against her clit making her feel overstimulated but she didn’t care about that right now, she was going to make you cum on her cock.

You were so painfully close that it wasn’t going to take much. As Abby fucked into while rubbing your clit you could feel the coils tighten. Your body tenses as you cum with a wail around Abby’s cock completely drenching it with your juices. You see white and you hear ringing in your ears. You body thrums with pleasure and you take a gasping breath.

You go boneless against the sheets, feeling how soaked the fabric beneath your thighs is. You whimper as Abby slowly pulls out of your cunt watching as your juices drool out onto the sheets beneath you. She slowly pulls the plug out which makes you whimper again. “You did so good baby” she tells you as she kisses your shoulder.

She puts the toys in the bathroom sink to be washed later and grabs a warm was cloth. She gently wipes between your thighs. You whimper and try to close your legs but she hold the open, “ssh it’s okay baby girl I’m just cleaning you up” she says as she kisses the back of your thighs.

She tosses the wash cloth in the dirty hamper and she unties the belt that kept your hands behind your back. She tosses the belt to the floor and rubs your back. “You were so good for me baby, such a good girl. You doing okay?” You nod your head and she kisses your other shoulder. “Why don’t I go run you a bath and throw these sheets in the wash. Does that sound good?” She asks and it’s a complete 180 compared to how she was just moments ago, she was being so loving and gentle towards you. How she always is towards you. Except when you’re a brat.

#abby anderson #abby anderson smut #abby anderson x female reader

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holywolfrebelpeanut · 3 days

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Keefe and Ro being the most dynamic of duos

summary: Keefe asked Sophie about things human kids do for fun. Shenanigans ensue

“Okay so this is the list Sophie gave me with explicit instructions.”

“Right.”

“Okay choose one off the list. We’ve got ‘tic tac toe’, ‘jump rope’, something called a nursery rhyme???”

“I like things that rhyme.”

“Okay…” Keefe pulled out the paper with the ‘nursery rhymes instructions’. “We just need to say this out loud I guess?” He shrugged, and placed it between him and Ro.

“Okay, so which one do we read? There’s a lot.” She mumbled, frowning at the paper. Keefe examined the titles.

“Humpty Dumpty sounds fun.”

“Whatever you say. Okay, 3, 2, 1.”

“Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall. Humpty Dumpty had a great fall. All the king's horses and all the king's men, couldn’t put Humpty together again.”

Keefe ended it with an obnoxious flourish of his hands, and Ro closed her eyes, bracing herself. Nothing happened.

“Was that seriously it?” Ro asked. Keefe examined the paper.

“Uh, yeah I mean that’s what it says.”

“No way, lemme see.” She snatched the paper away from him, and scanned over the instructions. She frowned. “That was probably the most useless thing I think I've ever seen. Humans have such short lives, why would anyone spend their time doing this?” She asked incredulously, and Keefe only shrugged.

“Should we try a longer one?” He suggested. Ro rolled her eyes, but agreed. “Okay, this one looks decent. We’re saying it together again.” She scoffed, but read over his shoulder.

“Ring around the rosie, a pocket full of posies. Ashes, ashes, we all fall down!”

“...”

“You said that one was longer.”

“It looked longer! There’s a bunch of writing beneath it. Hold on…” Keefe squinted at the paper, then read aloud. “This one is actually interesting because it was based off of the …’bubonic plague’? back in the 1300s. Kids made the song centered around the large welts and sores that covered the infected persons skin, and the ‘ashes’ part is referring to the fact that they…burned the dead and their belongings…to not spread…uh…the virus.” He slowly concluded. He looked anxiously around his fathers backyard, as if some guy with plague written on his forehead was about to attack him.

“Oh…charming.”

“Yeah, you know what? I think I’m done with nursery rhymes for now.” He crumpled up the paper and threw it behind himself.

“How could you?! Your precious Sophie Foster wrote all of that for you!” She mocked, and Keefe shrugged.

“She doesn’t have to know. And if she keeps bringing up stuff like that I might no longer consider her ‘precious’ to me.” He joked, and Ro smacked him over the head.“Okay, okay what do you wanna do next?”

“Hmmm…these all sound lame.”

“Hey! These are things human kids do! I asked for that exactly.” Keefe huffed, going over the long list. “Though, why kids my age would sing stuff like that I have no clue.” He examined the list again. “Okay, what about a ‘thumb war’?” Ro’s eyes lit up.

“Now that sounds cool. What do we do?” She asked, and Keefe went over the paper.

“Okay, you hold my hand like this…then we chant.” He raised an eyebrow. “I’m starting to think maybe humans are trying to summon things with their daily activities.”

“What’s the chant blondie?”

“Okay, okay. Here. ‘1, 2, 3, 4, I declare a thumb war. 5, 6, 7, 8, try to keep your thumbs straight.” He shrugged, then read over the rest. “Now we have to try and pin the other's thumb down with our own, so like- AAGH!” He yelped as Ro easily smashed his thumb with hers. He whipped his hand away and cradled it to his chest. “WHAT WAS THAT FOR!?”

“Is that not how you play??” She laughed hysterically, watching Keefe rub his sore hand.

“Yeah, I’m vetoing that right now!” He growled, crossing it out with a pencil. “I don’t wanna do this anymore, humans are awful creatures end of story.”

“No, come on! One more.” She laughed, taking up the paper.

“Concentration?”

“No way, mine's already bad enough, I don’t wanna play a game to test that.” Keefe interjected.

“Fair point…tic tac toe then.” She suggested. He shrugged.

“If it involves pulling our toes out, I’m actually going to strangle Sophie and ask why she ever thought of mentioning this to us.” He mumbled. Ro read the paper slowly.

“Alrighty Mr. Whiner, gimme that paper.” She reached out a clawed hand, and he put the paper and pencil into it. She drew the start of the game, 2 lines going down, and 2 going across.

“How do you play?”

“Can you give me a second??” She snapped, and Keefe held up his hands in defeat. “Okay, you’re assigned either Xs or Os, and you have to put them in one of these boxes. The goal is to get three in a row.”

“Finally something that has a point!” He exclaimed, looking at the drawing. “I’ll be Os.”

“Okay then I’m Xs, but I’m going first!” She took the pencil, and drew hers in a random box, then Keefe went. Then Ro, then keefe, and then, Ro whooped and circled the three she got in a row.

“That was easy!” She pumped her fist. “Man, I am soooo good at human games!”

“That’s it!” Keefe yelled, and he tugged out his imparter, practically screaming Sophie’s name into it.

“Oh hey Keefe! How’s it…why do you look like you’re about to cry?”

“Your stupid human games are rigged!” He huffed angrily, pointing at Ro. “She beat me in everything! Why do teenagers play mind numbing games like this!? WHY!?” Sophie was silent, before she broke into hysterical laughter.

“Keefe, you asked for games that KIDS play! Not teenagers!” She cackled, rolling around on her floor. “Well, teenagers can play them, but this was peak entertainment for 10 year olds!” She was wheezing now as Keefe’s ears flamed red.

“WELL IF WE WEREN’T SUPPOSED TO PLAY THEM WHY DID YOU GIVE ME INSTRUCTIONS!?” He yelled indignantly, ignoring Ro laughing so hard she might as well have been screaming.

“YOU ASKED HOW THEY WOULD’VE WORKED, THAT’S WHY I PUT SOME HISTORY INTO IT TOO!” She could barely talk with how hard she was laughing, and Keefe let out a strangled noise before hanging up on her. Ro was rolling in circles on the ground.

“That was too good!” She shrieked, clutching her stomach. Keefe grabbed all his stuff and began marching back to the house.

“If you’ll excuse me, I’m going to drown myself in my bathroom sink. Knock if you need me!” He whipped around, leaving Ro to cackle behind him.

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vulpinesaint · 1 year

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i need everybody ever to watch this video actually. the issue is not difficult but if you’re somehow still feeling uncertain in any way about hogwarts legacy watch the video. they say it well and they say it with confidence and i love them actually

#hogwarts legacy #all of their videos on the topic are extremely good. downloaded the tiktok app so i could save this one on my phone #fr though it is really Not That Complicated. and none of your arguments to the contrary are good #if you still interact with harry potter i don’t like you and i don’t want you in my spaces.#if you’re going to play hogwarts legacy i hate you actually. and i am going to respectfully posit that you fuck off #nd i don’t care if you’re trans or queer or whatever. wearing a pronouns pin while you send money to legislate trans people out of existence #is not a cute look nor does it excuse you from moral culpability.#if ppl wanna start a fight in the comments i’m happy to tell you to go fuck yourself and die though it’ll help me blow off some steam <3 #valentine notes #harry potter #jk rowling #anti harry potter #anti jkr #anti hogwarts legacy #not even to MENTION the racism and antisemitism. dear fucking god

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kimtranssexler · 8 months

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Google how long can I drink alcohol daily without getting liver damage

#drunk posting #<my discussing alcohol tag. incase you wanna blacklist #I may have a slight problem #not full fledged yet. but my god I need to talk to my therapist. Jesus.#kind of surprised my mom hasn’t pinned it as a problem yet given the fact that we. live in the same house.#she’s caught me randomly drunk once tho but I played it off #I think maybe this is not a healthy state…like wtaf. this is so stupid. I really am my dad.#i kinda wanna talk to him abt it bc he’s sober now and he gets it. but also…he’s sober now. so I’m not tryna. y’know.#alcohol

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pa-pa-plasma · 5 months

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i'm going to fucking kill someone. i got screamed at & called selfish & stupid for telling my mom to wear a mask. she gave me covid

#& you wanna know the kicker? she's going on a vacation. yeah. she's going on a plane right now while badly sick with covid #how do i communicate with people who are literally missing their brain?#it was my sister who screamed at me btw. she feels the need to play devil's advocate whenever i open my mouth #my mom did what she always does & coughed 17 times without covering her mouth & then sat down in the livingroom to doomscroll for 7 hours #what the actual fuck is it with parents & not covering their mouths when they cough or sneeze? they straight up just spray people with covi #& then laugh about it when you point it out as if spreading the fucking plague is funny #best part is that we're pretty sure her getting covid 5 times a year because she refuses to wear masks killed her husband #not joking about that btw. all she had to say oh ''ooh yeah that would explain it''#like ??????????????????????#i didn't get the chance to go grocery shopping either so now i dont have any fresh food #if i have to eat one more frozen or processed meal i'm gonna fucking kill someone. & now i cant do that because i have basic empathy #i don't even feel right ordering food cuz like. i have to interact with someone to do that (can't pay online)#i avoid covid for this long & then get it because ''people look at you weird if you wear masks. you wouldn't get it''#bitch i'm queer. i wear queer pins. i wear a queer jacket. you're telling ME i wouldn't get receiving weird looks???#god my sister wants to be oppressed so fucking bad. i'm sorry but bitch isn't a slur & you're a fucking coward for not wearing masks #i hope you cant fucking work for weeks because of this bullshit. bitch

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goldensunset · 2 years

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‘enjoyer’ to me has two meanings. it either means you’re a “fake fan” who hasn’t actually properly read/watched/played the media for yourself and you don’t know that much about it but you like it on a surface level and that’s enough for you, or it means you have done the above but you refuse to participate in fandom culture online for it lest discourse and negativity end up ruining you and so you just enjoy it peacefully by yourself. i think this is an excellent term btw

#there are lots of things i consider myself an enjoyer of that i’ll post about occasionally #like ace attorney and persona 5 for some examples #even though i only really know some stuff i enjoy seeing it on my dash #there are a few things i like and i am a ‘true fan’ of but i won’t show those colors on here #like miraculous ladybug. i’m media literate enough by now to recognize nitpicks and handle them with grace by myself #so i don’t even wanna touch whatever is probably going on on here #bc i know it’s silly and wild but listen the very specific type of shenanigan that mlb is? you either love it or you hate it. and i love it #and there are too many fans who fall into that ‘hate’ category and don’t realize that the show is never gonna be for them #this is all to say i’m not certain yet what i’ll do about pokémon legends arceus #like do i add it to my pinned post do i start following blogs and browsing tags etc #or do i just quietly enjoy it alone on my blog and reblog stuff that floats my way but never go out looking for stuff #bc yknow it’s actually quite relaxing not participating in fandom sometimes yanno #and i don’t want anything to kill my hype #when something has either a large fandom or regular releases you can always be satisfied by the content that’s there #aka there’s no pressure on you to entertain yourself and make the stuff you want to see #i love kh but that’s how it is for me sometimes and i guess that’s the kicker of not having played the games myself #is that my entire experience with it is through youtube vids and fandom online which is probably not great #i’m probably exhausting myself more than i should over it #i have played twewy myself obv so i can entertain myself but also the fandom is tiny and chill anyway #i like creating my own twewy posts tho lol #most of the time #i do get tired sometimes of feeling like i have to provide content for others #or really tbh it’s not even others fault most of the time it’s self inflicted #bc i do genuinely love analyzing media and writing down my thoughts and sharing #when i write a huge block of text that’s the real me. when i do meme edits that’s me trying to people please #art is..: somewhere in between #peach rambles

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daddyplasmius · 1 year

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*sweats nervously*

#waking up to 99+ notifs after asking people to send me Phandom memes is an experience #time to update my post #it's gonna be pretty long i think. once i'm done. the shit i do for hyperfixations #i think it'll be great to have a reference post for all our stuff though #cuz then also people can just look at it & go through older blogs for more stuff they wanna see #cuz i see a lot of ideas being. reinvented?#& i really want people to know that there are already fics for that. you dont need to beg for writers to write it #it's already there for you. go free & read about the AU where everyone's in space or Danny's soul leaves his body when he gg's #or whatever else floats your boat #i said gg's because i didn't have space to write goes ghost but i think it's funny so i'm saying gg's now #Danny: GG!#Tucker. playing DOOMED: GG man wait you're going ghost nevermind #OKAY WAIT THOSE NOTIFS ARE FOR MY PIN?? BRUH #ASDFGHJKLASDFGHJKLASDFGHJKL

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rosicheeks · 1 year

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Hi ur so cute I wanna pin u down and see how many cute noises you can make 💟

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#uhm hi #I triple dog DARE YOU PLS DO THIS #jdndnsnsksnjsjsjdnjd #I wanna be pinned down by a cutie 🫣#guys you have no clue how vocal I can be 🫣🫣🫣🫣🫣#if I don’t have to worry about anyone hearing or anything like that #whimpers moans maybe even screams shhhhh #sbsjsbskjsjsnd #I want you to maybe even tie me down????#so you can have both hands #and maybe even use some toys #just play with me for awhile and see what type of noises I can make 🤭🤭🤭🤭#shhhhh thinking about being an overstimulated mess #crying and begging for a little break #but you’re just teasing me on how cute I am for you #kdndksndkdmmdkdkdmjdkdj guys sh #cute cute cute #ask #anon

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thebleedingeffect · 1 year

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#warning you know this is a bit of a vent so do not ye go any further if you dont wanna see bad vibes lmao #anyway. my father is an absolute bastard of a man. emotionally neglected my mother. was an absent father. and very nearly-#killed us both towards the very end lmao. just a horrible guy who hides behind his charisma and has never processed an emotion once #instead likes to emotionally neglect and gaslit people instead of idk... going to therapy instead of retreating to church lmao #anyway its been around three years since I've seen him irl and im very happy about that. i never want to hear from him again #but he snagged some foreign young woman whos nearly my age and yeah. its disgusting but not surprising #theyre having a kid apparently and the only reason i know is cause my mom told me. but i really need to have a talk with her and its going-#to suck #i need to talk to her about never bringing him or her up around me ever again and this boundary is a hard one im gonna have to establish #cause shes still so scared of him and cant help following his every move. but im gonna have to pin her down and play therapist and ARRGGHH #I GOTTA PLAY THERAPISTTTT WHY WAS I CURSED TO BE AN ONLY DAUGHTER. WHOS ONLY FAMILY IS THEIR MOTHER #THEREFORE IM THE ONLY ONE CLOSEST AND KNOWS OF THE SHIT SHES GOING THROUGH AKA I GOTTA FUCKIN BEAT IT INTO HER #im gonna-- HELP GIRL #strange lore to drop but god imagine almost being killed by your dad and surviving by pure luck. cringe moment #i cannot imagine if i left this life and my blog wouldve been stuck in 2017... imagine dying as a marvel blog SKSKSKSKS #anyway. this life man.

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zombiipcps · 12 days

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bellaroles · 2 months

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Their refusal to talk about the obvious is killing me! Wen Shi! Chen Budao! What?!

#i can't breathe #this is like the loudest silence consisting of the hidden mutual pinning ever to grace the earth #panguan #i just past where wen shi finally remember who xie wen really is and gosh them both are playing let's pretend there's nothing there #...but also i wanna know how much you remember about the past #...and also you act like u don't want me to remember but somehow you do want me to remember #the tension is so palpable!#mu su li #danmei

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heylinfanclub · 3 months

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Just watched something horrific and felt like it unlocked some part of me. IDUNNO IF ITS GOOOOOD. hfjsjsh maybe. Maybe it is.

#me.#(I was just talking about how I fear my anger cause it’s dangerous #(but I know it’s linked to passion and protectivity and love sometimes #(but sometimes you play a game and ur like wow. what a nice lil outlet. I’m horrified. but I feel GREAT. what a mix.#(my PASSIONS get tied up into OBSESSIONS and needing CONTROL #(so playing a game bout people who are also. existential and obsessive and maybe they do get a lil violent.#(is very cathartic #(I think for a long time I’ve been scared of ANY PHYSICAL OUTLETS for anger #(this is kind of a mental one I guess #(and man I’m not even mad I’m teehee gritting my teeth kicking my feet clenching my fists #(such a happy anger??? weird. I think I’m a sadist sometimes but I could never hurt somebody willingly.#(I was a mean kid and I never wanna be that bad again.#(but that doesn’t mean I can’t find a healthy outlet! in!!! fucking yandere games???#(not the simulator made by That Guy but just. some random games. and stories. whew #(just the occasional mostly horror visual novel that u sometimes get to kiss the killer in sighhhhhhhssss #(I guess this isn’t NEW I liked JTHM as a kid. but i rly am not. a gore person.#(I like the psychological horror and the relation to being in a headspace where u feel. too intense. constantly. and feel. NUTS.#(cause that’s a personal horror I live in and playin in that space without the repercussions of real life 👏🏻#(also cause recently trying to describe my attraction to people nonsexually I was like #(‘I wanna pin that guy to my wall’ ‘wow’ ‘no I mean like a bug’#(PRETTY PEOPLE FEEL LIKE ART TO ME. the urge is to keep them and look at them.#(not rly. anything else.#(which is ofc unreasonable but it’s a feeling I HAVE and it’s cool when a character says similar #(even if they are the villain hfkdd #(I also wanna make visual novels so I’m kinda tempted to take my own shot as something dark #(just to see what I can doOooo #(and cause I wanna get out that idea of a person who wanna keep people like art. aroace yandere when.#ask to tag:/#(idk everything weirds IN the tags so)

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screampied · 16 days

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‘ #KNOCK(HER)OUT ! ’

ᡴꪫ‎ sum. you get more than what you bargained for by getting involved with two boxers—two boxers that can’t keep their hands off the pretty new journalist. what happens in the ring stays in the ring though…. right?

wc. 5.7k

warnings. fem! reader x t. fushiguro & s. ryōmen, boxer!au, thrēesome, manhandling, unprotected, semi public, size kink, ōral (f & m receiving), head lock, spīt, sqūirting, they fight over you, brēeding, fīngering, implied multiple ōrgasms, nipple play.

an. based on this ask, haven’t recovered since :,)

sukuna ryōmen and toji fushiguro. . .

the talk of the town. top most infamous boxers of your city, they were supposedly rivals but ended up becoming super close friends. 'friends' was probably a stretch. acquaintances was probably a far better word to describe the two. there was hardly anyone that didn’t tune into your detailed magazines about them—your occupation? a journalist. you’d be the first to write about their fights, their strengths, weaknesses, their total wins & losses, and even a few unnecessary things like their love life. you were new, but you were good. always in the front row, you’d watch them spar against some of the most scariest opponents imaginable. something about guys taking it out in the ring right before your eyes got your panties in a twist. how unprofessional..

you only did it for the money, the publicity— a lot of people adored your skill to make such stories so interesting. between toji and sukuna, they were almost always compared, and oh did they hate it. ex rivals continuously pinned against each other, it’d piss anyone off. although, you were in dire need for a new story topic to write and you just so happen to stumble into their private gym.

“yo,” a rough sly yet cunning voice mutters, and it’s so deep—you recognize it from anywhere, toji fushiguro in the flesh. “are ya lost? no fuckin’ autographs.”

“don’t be rude, ‘toj,” and your eyes avert towards sukuna— he’s a few inches taller and your eyes roam at them both. they had droplets of sweat racing down their washboard abs, scars coating their skin with ruffled hair as if they’d just finished a match. sukuna drags his feet towards you before his eyes light up. “ohh, i know you,” he snickers, grabbing your notepad before nudging his friend. “she’s our little journalist toji. and she’s a damn fine one too..”

“. . . uh,” was all you could make out, feeling a sudden tightness in your stomach. your eyes continue to stare, your lewd thoughts only become more and more vulgar. seconds pass before you realize sukuna took your notebook, toji pauses his sets to get a good look at you. “i thought this was the ladies' room.”

“girl bye,” toji grumbles with two hands buried into his shorts pockets— he reads right through you as if you were some sort of exposed novel. people said he was a lot sassier in person but you didn’t think it’d actually be true. green dark eyes linger onto you for a long time before he stretches, leaning down to get a good glimpse at your figure. “did you come here just to stare or what?”

you were taken aback at how blunt he was.

a coy grin appears on his lips as he watches you struggle to formulate a good enough response.

you were nosy, you were really really nosy. for once, perhaps you didn’t wanna just jot down things about these two— just maybe, just maybe . . you wanted a hands-on experience.

“i… needed new material for my article before the next match starts,” you utter, squeezing your thighs together. sukuna tilts his head, eyeing you in a way that makes you feel hot. toji’s stare was ten times more intimate, darkened irises practically staring right into your soul—you knew this wasn’t the bathroom, you were lying. “i was hoping maybe you’d give me some uh . . inspo.”

they were both towering over you with height, you felt small—like an ant that was preparing itself to be crushed by a villainous shoe.

“inspiration, she says?” sukuna hums, his voice is low—raspy, an almost purr hiding underneath it before he moves closer towards you. “just tell us what you really want, princess.”

“nah don’t get all shy now,” toji chimes in once he sees you grow more sheepish. they both close in on you—you felt like you were trapped in a fever dream, you weren’t exactly complaining either. they smelled so good, a mixture of sultry sweat and a loud scent of heavy cologne that wafts throughout the entire training room. “you got our attention so spit it out, girl.”

“i— i want you both.” you finally mutter after seven long consecutive seconds. with the way toji’s staring right through you, you felt like your stomach sank between your legs - your legs that were throbbing with nothing but mere arousal, again perhaps this was unprofessional. no, it was very unprofessional—but anyone would kill to be in your position, being sandwiched between the top two boxers of your city.

sukuna snickers. “both? what makes you think i’d wanna share with this bum?”

“shut up,” toji snarls, and the way his facial expressions tense a bit—so attractive. the headlines + press was right about toji, he was a lot more handsome in person. he was a fairly new boxer yet a pure lady's man. he’s had a plethora of fangirls while in the ring and maybe you were one of them. as he inches towards you with a hand softly gripping underneath your chin, he inhales. his entire facial structure, so chiseled—brief dark stubble coats the entirety lower half of his jaw and he rubs his left boxing glove against his left knee. “that really want you want? both of us?” and his voice softens. it’s a bit more pitchy and low, and he sneers. “on me, look at me when you reply too, girl.”

your lip gradually pulls down from his thumb playing against it. you felt so hot, the air suddenly felt thick.

a sudden lump gets caught in your throat before you mumble. “i want you both,” and your eyes meet the dark-haired boxer, simultaneously glancing at his attire— shirtless, boxing shorts on with his custom-made ‘fushiguro’ briefs wilting near the top—only showing the hem part. just a teensy detail like that was so enticing that you even spot a few parts of his exposing snatched waist. only after awhile you then abruptly snap out of your vulgar fantasm. “…please.”

“the real question is, pretty little journalist,” sukuna steps in, a hand stroking against your chin. you didn’t know where to even look. both boxers had their hands on you and the tightened squeezing between your plush thighs grew even more. “can you handle both?”

“yes.” you’d speak in a soft voice, most likely as of now you were probably speaking from between your legs—you didn’t care though, everyone’s a little delusional at some point. emphasis on a little in your case, because you had no idea what you were getting in to with these two.

toji snickers. “hm,” he mutters, eyes focusing on you for a long time before he raises his chin. “fine. let’s test your strength then,” and he briefly gazes at sukuna. “sukuna. we can take her ‘n the ring.”

and they mean it quite literally— taking you, the both of them versus you, except you weren’t relatively fighting.

not in that sense, but it was versus an opponent that was throbbing between your thighs.

the arena was empty, about a good hundred or more vacant blood-shot red seats scatter everywhere.

inside the ring, it was a mere raised platform, guided and shaped by strong stringy ropes that were yanking between poles at each side and corner. you lay on the spongy canvas of the ring’s floor before biting back a moan.

“scared yet?” sukuna hums, and he props himself right between your legs. this was risky—entirely risky, anyone could just walk in. besides, you were pretty sure they had a match in about a good forty-five minutes. with sprawled-out legs, he moved closer before dragging a thumb down your panties. his voice was a bit deeper than toji’s, they both shared the same amount of rasp.

sukuna had the charm, toji had the suaveness.

you shake your head, feeling yourself grow even hotter the more he stalls time. it feels warm, the entire air around you is humidly thick and you whine as he teasingly bites your panties. not enough to pierce his teeth into your folds, but he bites near the fabric—you watch, the string of your underwear slowly dragging with him. yet, you can’t help but glance at toji who’s just standing there—arms crossed and that same scowl that stuck against his face. “mhm,” he jibes, eyes flickering towards toji. “toji. she’s looking at you.”

“i know she fuckin’ is,” he grumbles, and your head tilts upward. you’re face first with his bulge that was right against your face. talk about space, it was right there. such a big bulge, who were you even kidding though—you found yourself gawking at his bulge at every match he had. with the skin-tight shorts he’d worn, you just knew he was nothing more than a packer. “nosy girl. y’er mouth bored or somethin’?” and he watches your hands paw at the hem of his tucked-out briefs. “need a bit of throat training, huh?”

sukuna’s playing with your panties still. by now, he’s peeling them towards the crevices of your thighs and you whine whilst you feel a thumb of his drag down your honeyed slit. sopping wet, just a three-second stare and he was suddenly esurient.

“look at me, not him,” toji lightly turns your head to face back up to him again. his bulge, his damn bulge that was right up against you. you nod, feeling your mouth dry—you wanted your throat to be filled, it wasn’t even a question. toji gruffs lowly, moving your chin side to side. “huuuh? girl, i don’t speak silence. thought i told ya how to use those words when you speak.”

“i- i wanna suck you off, ‘toj,” and you get cut off once he pulls his boxing shorts down halfway, bringing your face close to his briefs. you’re taken by surprise once he makes you rub your face against his hardened bulge—you moan, as if on instinct, your tongue lolls out just to taste him. even if it’s just the clothed fabric protecting his actual cock, it was something.

he scoffs. “y’er a nasty girl, huh,” he mumbles, peering down to see sukuna starting to lick against your cunt. your legs quaver upon impact and you slump back against the corner of the ring. “can’t wait, yeah. want me to train this empty throat? maybe it’ll make ya a better journalist, nosy ass.”

you’d almost laugh at his little side remark if it wasn’t for sukuna’s tongue lapping against your slick entrance. your lips part as you lean back, a hand going through his hair. “mphm,” he grunts, one hand squeezing the right part of your thigh. “sweetest taste i’ve had in a . . . looong while.” and he’s so sloppy, not even a few seconds pass before he’s already slurping. your panties were lazily shoved to the side and that’s when toji hauls down his briefs.

you gulp, damn.

he wasn’t just big, he was huge…

your mouth starts to salivate the more you stared at the swollen shaft. toji was a big guy . . hence meaning, toji he was a thick guy.

staggering height and a fat base to back it up, he had about two veins running down the side. his tip was a reddish pink, you could already taste him throbbing in your mouth. toji was quite well shaved a bit— though, it was a few specks of black hairs scattered everywhere. however, his happy trail was so pleasing to look. it roams all down his sculpted body, he sighs once you slowly wrap a hand around his cock.

“spit the fuck on it.”

five words and you didn’t hesitate to roll out your pink tongue once more.

you gather a good amount before watching it coat against his pink sweet tip. he groans, watching your hand stroke him a bit. he was so big, so fucking big that you could barely wrap your entire hand around his dick. toji groans, watching you make a total mess out of yourself. pretty glossy lips, pretty glossy lips that would soon be wrapped around his hefty length.

once you get it wet enough, you gently move your mouth onto him. he hisses, the warmth of your throat has his abs clenching.

“m-mhm,” you’d moan out, though your words were purely muffled. sukuna’s sucking on your clit, occasionally nipping and nibbling on it just to make you squirm even more. it was cute— the way your legs could barely hold still, so this was your weak spot. it’s what he thought to himself, lapping his tongue against your slick entrance. brief kisses coat near your folds before he maneuvers such circles against your pussy. feeling his canines nip against your folds every few seconds had you feral in the best way possible.

“y’er makin’ her squirm all over, ‘kuna,” toji lowly chuckles, such baritone in his voice that it makes you soak even more. you didn’t even know how it was possible with the way you were just profusely dripping like a faucet. not even—you put faucets to shame with how slick you were, quickly coating the lower part of sukuna’s chin with your syrupy taste. “open that mouth a ‘lil more, yeah . . . yeah,” and he tilts your head back a bit, prying your mouth open some more. he starts to slowly sink his cock in, so slow. the pace was incredibly tantalizing, your tongue runs against his slit before he pushed more inches inside. “fuckkk, girl,” he continues to grunt out, knees already starting to buckle. the way you took him in, hollow cheeks all puffed, you were already starting to drool a bit. small amounts of your saliva trickle past the corners of your lips as he goes deeper and deeper. deeper until his tip ends up mashing against your uvula and you gag.

“. . ooooh,” he hums, and just a simple noise as that was so seductive. “good…. good,” he swallows, a hand digging through your hair before maintaining a good grip against it. “now . . let’s test this pretty throat’s durability, hm.”

your little nod makes his sly smile widen, your jaw hangs and he starts to gradually piston his hips. such a mess, he was just so big that you were surprised all of it even fit.

“alllll the way down, shit,” your head starts to move, bobbling as your tongue swiftly running against his pulsating head. he gnashes his teeth together, dim eyes flickering towards your hands. you were feeling hot yourself so you made a cute attempt at reaching between your legs. doing so only greets you to a soft concise smack.

“hands to yourself, silly girl,” sukuna grumbles, and this time he grabs your wrist. he simpers, watching you try to even still rub one out but with his grip, you weren’t getting anywhere. as your mouth was occupied with such inches, you whimper once you feel sukuna spank your cunt a few times. “don’t touch my pussy.”

one turns into two, then three, then four. . .

your pretty cunt starts to become his new obsession—the way you’d squelch for him so easily, he gets hard in his boxers. so wet, he knows the layout as if he’s so used to doing this. you wouldn’t be surprised, especially with a tongue like he had. lapping left and right, he parts your legs just a bit farther before the tip of his tongue swirls all around it. he lays it flat, getting a good enough taste before giving it yet another mean spank.

you whimper, feeling your tummy cave in before toji makes you face him once more. “eyes up here, eyes on me,” and he sounds almost jealous the more you focus your attention strictly on his boxer acquaintance. you’re still stroking him, a thumb sliding down a vein that prods alongside his shaft and he groans. your throat, so warm that he starts to feel his right thigh bounce. “should be . . usin’ this throat for shit like this instead of running that mouth.” his voice pitches lower, boxer shorts pulled down and his hair was slightly ruffled. you stare up at toji and he gives you that same cunning smirk. oh, you were soaked. again, this simply felt like a fever dream. even if at the slightest chance that you were dreaming, you never wanted to wake up.

toji’s quite talkative throughout the entire thing, sukuna’s dragging you further and further onto your incoming release and your legs start to rapidly shake even more. you whine and mewl out such sweetened moans, occasionally coming back up for air as you kept his cock warm in your mouth. each time it hits the roof of your mouth, you let off a straddled noise and he finds it so cute, so filthy.

“relax y’er throat, girl,” he mutters, a firm grip on your scalp. with glossy eyes, you follow his words and you stop gagging a bit. he grunts, getting hard every time your pretty eyes make direct contact with him. “such a pretty girl when you listen.” and his tone gets a bit more sensual, more tender.

you whine, feeling sukuna insert a single finger inside of you—you swallow his digit almost immediately and you cringe at hearing your own salaciously lewd squelches.

soaking, sopping wet,

three perfect words to describe between your legs, you choke out a moan once you feel that sensation brew right up inside your stomach. steadily, it was coming closer and closer. you’re breathing through your nose—feeling a few of his pubic hairs tickle against you. you’re moaning, eyes becoming half-lidded and droopy. toji had a mere pout stretching against his face and he felt himself coming close too.

the icing on the cake was your tongue, the way you swirl and slide it against his frenulum—he groans out a low grunt that rings throughout the arena. it reverberates, it's raspy and it only makes you even more aroused. “s-shit, you close too?”

you nod, and toji jeers, finding it amusing to taunt with you as you’re about to reach your inevitable peak. “yeah? gonna make a mess on ‘kuna’s face?”

“told ya don’t call me that,” sukuna grouses, resuming to pump not one but two fingers into you now—you’re almost there. it’s a hot feeling stirring up near your lower abdomen, a pool of it. your eyes start to roll, still slobbering down toji’s cock before he starts to thrust and thrust into your mouth.

“make me.” toji stared at him—and the both of them grew quiet before laughing with each other.

idiots.

your maw opens just a bit wider, and he’s shoving himself in and out of your tight throat—the noises that follow are so lewd, he finds you so pretty like this. mascara all smeared and runny, your hand continues to wrap around his length—his sagged base, so full. you start to salivate again, imagining what his taste was like. you craved it like you crave sweets, sukuna’s tongue running against your clit only made things far more intense before you start to convulse.

“f-fuckkk, ‘m gonna cum,” toji rasps, tilting your head back a bit more. you stare at him, tongue still grazing against the pulsing slit before after a few more pumps—he shoots a nice velvety load into your mouth. he grunts lowly, nostrils flaring up, jaw tightening and all. “. . damn,” he swallows, allowing himself to slow down. you end up finishing around the same time, costing sukuna’s mouth with a honeyed amount of your slick and he hums. you whimper, legs barely able to hold themselves up before you feel toji’s dick pour the remnants of his cum flat on your tongue. “nah, don’t fuckin’ swallow yet. stick it out, lemme see that shit.”

your legs felt like they were about to fall off, sukuna’s kissing near your now swollen entrance and you slowly loll out your tongue. obeying, you didn’t exactly swallow yet and he hums. “best savor that shit,” he groans, giving his veiny cock a few subtle strokes before he smacks his angry tip against your tongue. “and where’s my thank you for the meal, baby?”

“t—thwak y—you toji,” you speak, barely coherent with his seed splattered all on your tongue. you didn’t wanna spill any, and if you did—you didn’t wanna stick around to find out his reaction.

“yeah,” he huffs. “you can swallow now. get every drop in.”

sukuna moves towards you, you’re still laid on the ring’s mat before he softly wraps a hand around your throat. “hey. don’t let this bastard have all the fun, i want a taste too,” and you're taken by surprise once he pulls you into a deep steamy kiss. you moan, feeling him quite literally take your breath away. your tongue drags against sukuna’s chin, the bitterness. a concoction mixture of your saliva and his mixes, and you whine once he snakes a hand up your blazer. you taste yourself on his tongue and it’s so dirty, hot breaths mash against each other, teeth gnashing, and only then do you feel his cunning smirk.

“no one told you to hog her,” toji grumbles, pulling you back towards him. you briefly gasp for air and they both stare at each other, then you. “tell me, baby. who’d you think win in a fight? me or this . . . thing.”

sukuna glares.

“i don’t … know,” you pant out, heaving from your current orgasm—so cute, yet you only wanted more. from kissing sukuna to having your throat entirely filled, you didn’t know which was better. “can we finish?”

“aw, is someone impatient?” sukuna titters, and you stare at his glistening body—beads of sweat race down his precious v-line, the ideal body for a boxer. you just couldn’t stop staring at his pecs, so chiseled. you even thought his pictures were edited, but seeing them up close . . you wanted him, you wanted both of them. “hm. how ‘bout this? we teach you a few ah, moves. full nelson to start, ‘s pretty easy.”

easy, sure.

with it all being easy, you’d least expect to be put into a full nelson position. a mere popular wrestling position, although you’d be performing it with no one other than sukuna.

he’d have you slump back against him, hooking both arms underneath your thighs as you’re taking such mean thrusts from him. time and time again, you’re spasming out. mouth all open, saliva running down the very corners of your lips before you moan. “s—sukuna, oh my godddd,” and you glance up at toji who’s got a cute pout, stroking himself. you lost count of the time, it’s probably been about a good thirty-three minutes by now, thirty plus minutes of various teeth shattering orgasms. your head hits back against him and each time his tip smacks against your cervix, you short circuit. “fuck, fuck, right there, hit it thereee.”

“you coachin’ me how to fuck, dumb girl?” he chortles with a groan shortly following—he was so deep, the heftiness of his base taps against you each time you bounce back against his cock. he sucks his teeth, the way you easily took him had him groaning all up against your ear. “gotta get a little more stretchy, we gotta . . hah, work on your flexibility too, huh.”

“sukuna hurry the fuck up. watching you fuck my girl ‘s boring as shit,” toji grouses, pumping his cock into his fist every few seconds—you stare and he’s so needy, you could tell. his scowl he had earlier forms into a cute pout, dark eyebrows furrowing together and he’s growing impatient.

you caught that though. ‘my’ girl.

who would have thought toji . . the womanizing boxer who’s never had time for any woman throughout his career would start batting for you?

“your girl?” sukuna snickers, resuming to hold your legs up a bit further. he reaches so deep, that your stomach starts to seize and your maw drops. hooded eyes, your lashes flutter and you felt continuous strained breaths get yanked from your lungs. “your girl yet she’s gettin’ fucked by me? the better boxer?”

toji snarls, and he kneels to kiss you. you moan, barely able to return the gesture since you were in the midst of taking sukuna. with being gifted with such sharp thrusts, you dig your nails into his thighs before running tangling your tongue alongside toji’s. his breath was warm, you whine once you feel one of his hands stroke your cheek.

“aha, look at him. already whipped before me,” sukuna snickers, feeling you sink and gape around him—he stretched you out so good already, it was so relentless. each time you bounce back against his lap, the ringing in your ears grows louder and louder. he feels his dick twitch inside you. seeing you make out with toji irks him a bit before he spanks your ass—the recoil making him even more aroused than before. sukuna hums, seeing the current pout on toji’s face before nodding, “aw. toji wants a turn too, yeah? don’t ya . . big guy?” and he intakes a breath, your pussy constricting around his length as sukuna pulls you further to slam back and forth against him. you’re moving against him now as his dick jackhammers right into your gummy was. your mouth idly dangles with your tongue stil shamelessly lolled out. a raw moan rips from the back of your throat at the pure feeling of utter bliss.

so thick, so girthy—you gasp once you feel his fingers tend towards your neglected tits. toji shortly follows, a hand going between your thighs. your cunt was all stuffed of sukuna, feeding your swollen pussy was so many inches. “hngh, f-fuck, fuckkk,” you’d whine between wet, saturated kisses. toji purposely feels against your folds, all stuffed and sopping wet. he rubs a thumb against your slick entrance as your legs were just about to give out. “toji, m-more. need you to touch me more.”

“you don’t need shit, little girl,” he corrects you, squeezing your lips together before presses a kiss against it. you moan, your ass stinging every few seconds from the stings of sukuna’s palm making direct contact against your ass cheek. spank after spank, oh how he adores the jiggle. he could watch it all day, even in slow motion if he could. “such a cute thing though, had the nerve to say you thought our training room was the fuckin’ ladies' room.”

you cringe once he repeats that. the same ringing going through your ears once more. your ears perk, hearing sukuna’s raspy grunts against the shells of your lobes before you start to stammer, “toji, touch me.”

“i’ll touch this messy body when i wanna,” he gruffs, leaning to nip kisses near your neck. sukuna’s still holding you up—you’re like a rag doll, eyes goggling from the stretch before you start to feel it. not your orgasm, but something entirely different. it was a new type of pressure, sweet whiny moans emit out of you before you feel sukuna’s rude tip thrash against your g-spot again, and again, and again..

toji’s thumb softly strokes underneath your neck as he pulls you into a short kiss. you whimper, pulling away before spreading your legs a bit further.

“i— something’s coming, i f-feel tingly.”

sukuna roughly laughs against your ear, seemingly getting what you were implying. “yeah, gonna make another mess on us, princess? oh. i mean on me, heh?”

you shudder, your pussy feeling entirely stuffed and your eyes merely roll way back. he fit nice and snug, you bare around him before a whine drags out your throat. so deep, so so deep, you’re spasming—each relentless piston of his hips makes you whine louder. a feeling that was purely euphoric welts right against you, and you’re laid all back against sukuna’s bare chest, riding him in reverse. “c-choke me, ‘kuna, choke me, please.”

“want me to put you in a headlock, yeah,” he whispers to you in a rough low voice. you moan, feeling him lick against your earlobe before toji strokes your cheek. you could tell he wanted a turn too, the pout on his lips stretching even further. you’re nodding against him before your cunt gapes more. “sure. i’ll let you in on what my opponents feel, pretty girl.”

you moan, his voice was so low up against your ear, you’re about to cum. or were you, you swallow thickly despite having a sudden dry throat— voice all raspy and strained from moaning for such a duration that your head’s woozy. it feels too good, your thighs ache and quaver before you feel a beefy arm wrap around your neck. “upsie daisy, thereee we go,” and he scoots you on his lap just a bit farther. he’s buried to the hilt. you moan, toji pulling you into the nth kiss of the night, lips moving in pure tandem. just when you’re about to finish, you feel him rub against your stuffed cunt once more. yet that’s only when you decide to move your hands towards the boxers . . . nipples.

“t-the fuck,” he grunts in a hoarse tone, his voice was suddenly a bit shaky. it was cute—you couldn’t lie to yourself, you found yourself staring at toji’s chest way more often than you should. practically always shirtless, his pecs were huge. such pink swollen nipples, you slide a thumb against it and he shivers from your touch. “fuckin’ weirdo. ‘m sensitive there, s-shit.”

he doesn’t tell you to stop—instead, he grips your hair not so tightly but firmly. you look up at him, speaking in a tiny yet sheepish tone. “can— can i?”

“can ya what?” he grits, watching as sukuna continues to feed your cunt of his cock — you were just about to burst, you felt it and your toes clench and curl all up. so cute.

with a thumb still sliding against his pecs tenderly, you murmur. dilated pupils flicker towards his chest, then back up at him. “. . can,” you huff out in short breaths, tummy seizing, breathing hot and heavy. “can i suck on them?”

“no you can’t fuckin’ suck on them. what kinda question is tha—”

“toji, don’t be fuckin’ mean. you claim she’s your girl so let her suck your tits, big guy.” sukuna chimes in, releasing his soft grip against your neck. you gasp, leaning way back against him now. he was so warm pent up against you—you whimper out, sukuna leans against your ear and he starts to talk you through your incoming orgasm. “right? wanna make toji a little whiny bitch?”

“shut the fuck up,” he rasps, and his pecs literally stare at you—so beefy, you could have sworn they twitched. he groans, watching you give him such eyes before he inches closer towards you, bending down. “…….fine. whatever.”

still grinding against sukuna’s lap, you hold toji’s pecs before latching your tongue against it. his face scrunches up and it’s so cute, for whatever reason, the way your tongue curls against his perky nipples feels … good. awkwardly, he pulls your head closer towards his chest, eyeing closely as you briefly start to suck. as usual, you were so sloppy too—moaning up against his sensitive skin, rolling your tongue all against his nipple.

“nasty little g—girl,” he chokes out.

you glance up at him, parting your lips away before he makes you go back to tending to his tense nipples. “i didn’t tell you to stop. use y’er fuckin’ tongue some more. and stare at me while you do that . . . weird shit.”

toji’s voice significantly pitches and you’re so into it that you don’t even realize that before you know it, you end up squirting. everything comes at once, you’re pulsing with sukuna’s cock still twitching vigorously inside you and you whimper, mouth still sucking onto toji’s tits nipples. low laughter could be heard from behind you, and it’s all so much. your pussy was equivalent to a waterpark, gushing out all into sukuna’s lap. “fuckkk, princess,” he chortles, slowing down your hips and he ends up finishing a few seconds after you.

when he came inside, it came out quite a lot too. a hefty amount, it came out in ropes to where he paints the entirety of your womb. so warm from the inside, your tummy briefly caves in and your legs felt like mush.

“heh, did you just squirt?” sukuna points out, cock still twitching inside but he just lies still. you’re stretched out literally on the mat, seeing pure stars— the lights of the arena merely blinding you before you lie back against him. “a squirter and you’re tapping out already? aw boo. ‘n here i thought you could handle a few more rounds in the ring, princess.”

“i— i can,” you protest, parting your lips away from toji’s sheeny pecs. your lips were spit-glossed, he stared at you before squatting down to stare at the mess right between your legs. so messy, sukuna lifts you off of him and it just pours right down between your thighs. “i can go for more.”

toji hums, taking a quick three-second glance at his watch. “five fuckin’ minutes, ‘s all you’ll get with . . me,” and it’s cute because a mere pink forms on his face.

he’s still embarrassed from you sucking on his nipples that he tries to act all tough—but that only makes his tone quaver even more. “match’s gonna start soon. sukuna, let’s take her both.”

he snickers, pulling your shirt that was tucked underneath your blazer all the way up.

“both?” and sukuna lifts you to sit on top of toji, straddling him. you were being preparing to be overly stuffed with not one but two cocks. you fall face forward into toji’s broad chest, the coldness of his chain that wraps around his neck brushes against your skin before he helps you align yourself.

you moan, feeling sukuna get behind too—you gulp, toji’s fondling your breasts that almost poke out through your unbuttoned shirt whilst sukuna was behind. you’d be taking them both— one in each hole. “can you handle us both at the same time, pretty girl? toji’s known for his record of lasting a good ah . . . two solid rounds.”

toji glares, feeling himself start to open you up again. with his plump crownhead of his cock, he splits you open, and he is a tad thicker than sukuna—you moan, wrapping flimsy arms around him before sukuna enters from behind with toji focusing on the front. “shut up. you say that ‘n act like i won’t k.o. you right now.”

“oh yeah?” sukuna cavils, and you gasp, landing on the cold canvas with an 'oof' once the boxer lightly places you down. you pout—glancing up at the two of them who were having a face off at a time like this. sukuna already pulled out and they stared each other down before toji slyly smiles. “is that a fact?” and for a brief moment, he leers down at toji’s sheeny lips— the dark-haired boxer slides his tongue against his scar before humming.

“don’t play, you know it is,” he replies, giving you one ogle before turning back towards his rival. “y’know, ‘kuna. you sure talk a lot of shit but you couldn’t even pin me down if you tried.”

sukuna rasps lowly, inching closer before they were inches apart—you thought they were gonna kiss at this rate. oh, something like this would be such a good inspiration for the headlines.

“if you wanted my attention, should have said so,” sukuna sneers, rubbing his hand that was carefully wrapped up in a white bandage against his slim torso. “besides, i think we all know who can last more rounds.”

“did you two just forget about me—?” you furrow your eyebrows, literally still soaked and laid against the corner of the ring. they shoot you a glance before turning back towards each other.

toji scoffs back at sukuna, ignoring you. “prove it then. pin me the fuck down, hot shot.”

“bend the fuck over then, big guy. we’ll show the pretty journalist who’s gonna win this night’s match. round fuckin’ one.”

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