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yuutx · 11 days

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ೀ ׅ ۫ . 𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌𝐘 '𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐘 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒 ! (𝒢𝒪𝒥𝒪 𝒮𝒜𝒯𝒪𝑅𝒰)

gojo satoru x f!reader ﾉ 18+ content. ﾉ nsfw ﾉ cum fetish ﾉ cumming hands-free ( m ) ﾉ squirtingﾉ slight praise kink ﾉ slight degrading kink ﾉ air humping ( m ) ﾉ multiple orgasms ﾉ oral sex ( f receiving ) ﾉ msub + fdom ﾉ not proofread ! ໒꒰ྀིっ˕ -｡꒱ྀི১

definitely not the longest fic 've written buttttt i wanted 2 jus' get this outta my head ! srry if this is not the best fic, 'm incredibly sleepy, though i do hope you enjoy reading despite this not bein' my best work ! art credits are here ! ♡ + ↻ are rlly appreciated ! !

Sticky arousal painted his features, the creamy substance dripping down the sides of his face. Wet lashes batted at you, his gaze fixed upon your form, pleading for you to treat him with more of your essence. "Let me taste you more.. please.." The man below you begged, his hands clasped together in front of him, his eyes sparkling with lust and admiration. His mouth hung open, his tongue lolling out, awaiting your release. You felt his warm breath fan across your cunt, sending shivers up your spine.

You took a step forward, the heels of your feet clicking against the hardwood floor. His hands grabbed your hips, pulling you towards him, the tip of his tongue pressing into your slit. "You're such a good boy.." You cooed, your hands carding through his snowy locks. You watched as he slowly lapped at your cunt, his nose rubbing against your clit. Soft whines left his lips, his warm breath hitting your sex. He looked so pretty below you, his eyes staring up at you, a pleading look in his crystal blue irises. "More.. let me taste more.." He whined, his tongue sliding up and down your slit, coating his taste buds with your slick, his eyes never once leaving yours.

Your fingers curled in his hair, pulling his head closer to you, your hips grinding against his mouth, his lips enveloping your clit. He let out a muffled moan, his nails digging into the skin of your thighs, his head moving in sync with your movements. His tongue moved expertly, his nose buried deep in the folds of your slit, his head tilted upwards, his gaze burning into yours. "So needy.." You muttered, a soft chuckle leaving your lips as you felt him twitch beneath you. A shaky gasp escaped his lips, his eyes closing, brows furrowing as his cock spasmed, a sticky stream of cum shooting out, landing on the hardwood floor beneath him. He whined loudly, his hips jerking forwards, his lips wrapping around your clit, his eyes fluttering open once more. Had he just.. came from you calling him needy? Oh, what a perfect, beautiful little slut you had in your grasp. You were going to enjoy this.

"Such a whore.." Your voice dripped with venom, his tongue moving faster, his hips jerking uncontrollably, his cock spasming again. Another stream of cum, this one longer than the last, shot out, landing on his stomach, his body quivering as his hips bucked upwards, a muffled cry leaving his lips. "Babyyyy..c-cant do this t' me.. makin' me crazy.." He slurred, his length pumping out ropes of cum, his mouth sucking on your clit, his tongue drawing small circles against your skin. You watched as he shook beneath you, his eyes rolling back as his mouth opened wide, a long, drawn out moan leaving his lips, his hips thrusting into the air. "F-fuckk.. no.." He begged, tears forming in his eyes, his legs shaking violently, his body trembling as his cock continued to twitch and spurt out his essence, the liquid landing on his abdomen. "Mh.. Can't even control it.. can't stop cumming.. can't stop.. so hard.." He whined, his eyes closing as a single tear ran down his cheek, his body shivering with ecstasy as he easily came hands free, his cock completely untouched, yet drenched in his own cum, a mess of semen sticking to his skin.

It was a sight to behold. So utterly submissive. You smirked, watching as his cock twitched for the umpteenth time, another wave of his cum painting his torso. His mouth fell open, a loud whine leaving his lips as his tongue drove itself deep into your core, the tip of his pink muscle grazing the top of your walls. "You're so perfect like this, Satoru.." You breathed, his name falling from your lips in a sweet sigh. He was too focused on you, on your pleasure, that he failed to notice his own body convulsing further, his length throbbing and leaking. "So fucking hot.. I could watch you cum forever." You mused, the words leaving your mouth in a whisper, sending a jolt of electricity up his spine. He groaned against you, his eyes squeezing shut as his tongue began to move, the muscle swirling around your core, his head bobbing in sync with the movements of his mouth. His jaw worked tirelessly, the muscles straining under the constant use, his eyes closed as he lost himself in the act of eating you out. It was euphoric, his body quivering, his cock twitching, his mind focused only on the task at hand. Your taste filled his senses, drowning his brain in the deliciousness of your nectar, the sweet honey varnishing his tongue.

The taste of you. God, he could live on your taste alone. The thought made his stomach clench, his dick pulsating with desire. It was the most delicious thing he'd ever tasted, a sweet treat that made him weak in the knees. The way your juices coated his lips, the way they slid down his throat, the way your taste lingered on his tongue, it was like a drug. He couldn't get enough of it. Your taste was intoxicating, and he was hooked. It was an addiction, one he was more than happy to succumb to. He wanted nothing more than to be wrapped in your taste, to be drowned in it. He wanted to live in your flavor.

A harsh tug on his strands caused his eyes to open, his vision blurry from his tears. His cock was throbbing, the organ pulsating against his stomach, precum pooling in his navel. He felt the familiar pressure in his core, the feeling building up in his loins. "Mh.. gonna.." He trailed off, his body shivering as his cock began to shoot out thick spurts of his seed. It was an intense orgasm, his body jerking and shuddering with each stream that left his length. He felt his stomach grow warm, his essence coating his skin, dripping down his sides. "Ahhh.." He moaned, his face a mess of tears, saliva and cum. His body trembled as he continued to climax, his length continuing to squirt his seed, the sticky substance staining his skin, the sticky liquid oozing down his torso. His body quivered as he released his load, his hips bucking up involuntarily, his hands gripping your thighs tightly. He could feel your fingers running through his hair, gently caressing his scalp. "Mmm.. 'm so close 'toru.. you're doing such a good job.. don't stop.." You whispered, your voice sweet and soothing, your fingers scratching his scalp, eliciting a soft purr from his lips. You were so sweet and patient, he could spend hours between your legs, his tongue worshipping you.

"G-god… mhm…" He whimpered, his voice shaky and high pitched, his face scrunched up in pleasure, his eyes half lidded, his mouth hanging open, a string of saliva dribbling down his chin. "Cum.. a-at.. cum, baby.. p-please.. need more of-!" He paused, feeling the result of your orgasm against his tongue. You cried out, your hands gripping his hair tightly, his name leaving your lips in a moan, his tongue eagerly lapping at your pussy. He drank down every last drop, his tongue sliding against your slit, his teeth lightly grazing your clit. "S-so.. so.. gooood.. tastes 'mazing.. fuckkk.." He groaned, his eyes fluttering closed, his mouth closing over your cunt, his lips sealing around your folds. "Moreee.. Fuck, Y/N.. G-give me more.."

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lilmashae · 6 months

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"eat me." — drabble!

cw: reader has tattoos, pet-names, degradation (slut) , oral (fem! receiving), smut (so 18+)

a/n: im having really bad writers-block 😞 buttttt uhmmmm super cute super short super fun so yea !! 🩷 😋 i dont hv a target audience so im back on my drabble shi...

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he trailed wet-kiss-like bites up your thighs before coming to a halt.

"what's this, baby?"

one of his hands fingers traced the words, 'eat me' labeled on your hip — his other hand played with the waistband of your panties. "eat me..?" he hesitantly read aloud, looking up at you wide eyed. "it's not new." you state, letting your fingers tangle in his hair. "i've never seen this one." he said pouting and you crack a small smile. "yeah? you like it, baby?" you hum with your fingers still massaging his scalp and he nods, burying his head back in-between your thighs, continuing to leave small kisses and licks before reaching your core.

" 'like it..." he murmurs, beginning to make out with your cunt through your panties. you can feel his tongue, it's hot and wet as it toys with your clit through the thin, lacy fabric. "r-really?" both his thumbs press into them and against your sopping hole — you can feel yourself clench around nothing as you let out a gasp. " 'love all my baby's tattoos... s'cute, s'pretty. 'specially the little slutty ones, like this'n here..." his voice is soft and muffled, reverberating against your heat.

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i fuckin hate the word 'panties' 🙎🏽‍♀ guidelines and disclaimers!

#maybe its the lil voice in my head telling me to do my fucking assignments instead of writing smut #or maybe im just unmotivated #probably NOT the first thing😍#lil-ma-shae #fanfiction #fem!reader #enhypen smut #aot smut #skz smut #one piece smut #ateez smut #txt smut #jjk smut #enha smut #op smut #attack on titan smut

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l3viat8an · 1 year

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nsfw content MDNI (repost)

I still laugh a bit when I read the “bitch make a sound” lolol

Lucifer

I hc that he’s pretty quite in bed too, but he's always loves to fill in the quiet with lots of soft praise, degrading or both! Depending on what you're into~

Lucifer knows your body and how you react! He doesn't need you to be loud to know what makes you feel good and what makes you cum~

"Just relax and let me take care of you~”

Mammon

Loud boy! Mammon, makes enough noise for both of you-

Anywhere from high-ish moans and whines all the way to deep groans right in your ear~

But don't think that means the slight hitches of your breath and gasps go unnoticed, they don't! They just fuel his ego~ "Awww, am I makin' ya feel that good darlin’~?“

Levi

Obviously doesn’t care!

Buttttt Levi needs reassurance, like a lot of it! Since you don't moan, he needs you to tell him what feels good, he also asks a lot "Is t-this good? Should I move slow/faster? I can-“ “S'fine, Levi, feels g-good" "Good, just uhh checking..." after, awhile tho he'll get a little, more confident in what makes you feel good and won't ask everytime.

Satan

He likes to reassure you! "You, don't have to make noises it's just not in your nature. There's nothing wrong with that."

Since you don't make noise, he watches your body language, seeing exactly how you react and making mental notes. Satan also makes eye contact a lot while you two have sex~ "You're voice may be quiet, but your eyes are loud~ They show me just how good I'm making you feel~"

Asmo

He doesn't care at all! He knows he's skilled 'n he knows, he can pleasure you like no one else could!

No matter how quite you are~ you might not be loud, but your body is so responsive~ he knows where to touch to make you gasp.

And he adores the moments he makes you whine 'n gasp because he knows that means he's done well~ "Oh~? Did I find another sweet spot~”

Beel

Sweet boy, would probably be worries that you weren't enjoying it so please explain it to him, after you do he just looks relieved "Oh, I thought you did like it..." but after you've explained it he's fine and completely understanding!

One time, he was making you cum and he noticed how your body reacts instead, his eyes watching intently as you shudder at the pleasure and your eyes roll back and the way your mouth hangs open in a silent moan, "Heh, so cute~”

Belphie

Honestly likes that you're quiet, but also takes it as a challenge, he wants to get one little moan out of you at some point, just to feel like he did something no one else ever could! "Come, on tell me how good I'm making you feel~"

He's also not the loudest in bed, more soft moans and grunts so he picks up any sound(s) you do make and smirks~

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beautifulbrainrot · 5 months

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last words of a shooting star.

regulus black x gn!reader

cw angst. angst.

regulus called out your name as he walked into your empty dorm. your room was tidy, which was not entirely odd, but added with the other things he had noticed the past week made it so.

he walked further into your room, footsteps soft on the floor. slowly he walked towards the bathroom. the door was ajar and regulus cautiously opened it. it creaked as it swung open, and he let out a sigh of relief he didn’t realise he was holding when his eyes cast over the empty bathroom.

he turned, and as he did, he spotted a folded up peice of paper on your bedside table. rushing over, his heart beat picking up as he grabbed the peice of paper and unfolded it.

there were two words on the lined paper followed by your name, two words that made regulus’ heart stop in his chest.

i’m sorry.

his hands shook as he clasped the letter tight, racing through the halls of hogwarts, tears that he desperately wiped away, blurring his vision.

he barely knew where he was running, his mind clouded with terrible thoughts. without looking where he was going, he collided with a group of people, leading him to stumble back, tears dripping down his cheeks.

“regulus?” a voice asked. sirius’ voice. sirius. he could help.

“sirius! sirius- fuck, i need your help-“ he choked out, his voice broken, causing a worried expression to take over sirius’ face.

“i need to find them- please, fuck-“ he gasped through tears, pressing the letter into sirius’ open palm.

regulus ran his hands through his hair, his heart beat faster than it’d ever been, blood pumping in his ears, hands cold and clammy.

sirius looked to james, muttering something that regulus couldn’t hear over the sound of his own rushing blood and pumping heart. he watched as james handed remus a peice of parchement which sirius tapped with his wand, saying something regulus couldn’t make out, before opening it up.

“astronomy tower.” sirius spoke softly, looking at regulus, fear in his wide eyes.

regulus quickly took of running, leaving the older boys behind as he made his way to the astronomy tower as fast as physically possible, hoping, praying that he wasn’t too late.

when he made it up, he was out of breath, but he pushed through, desperate to find you.

when he got there, he walked up to the railing, where he found another note taped to the bars.

i did my hair this morning. i’ll look perfect when they find me. i’m so sorry regulus. goodbye.

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i am so sorry, i made a like more hopeful ending buttttt, it’s mitski what can you expect?

#regulus black x reader #regulus black x reader angst #regulus black fanfiction #marauders era fanfiction

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sethsclearwater · 10 months

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what if reader had to use her safeword with paul? how would he react and what he would do? please?

i think it's pretty unlikely that any of the wolves with imprints would ever do anything that would cause their imprint to use a safeword because of how in tune they are with their bodies BUTTTTT if you did need to use it i think paul would be so sweet about it🥺

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"red, red-" you gasped out, sucking in a lungful of air as you anxiously brushed away the tears that had suddenly started spilling down your cheeks.

paul was quick to still his movements, anxiously scanning your body for any signs of injury, "okay, okay, you're okay," paul murmured after he realized there wasn't any kind of physical injury he could see on you, "'m just gonna pull out of you so we can lay down for a bit, is that okay?" he asked softly, sliding his hand up to your jaw to gently brush away the tears that had fallen down your cheeks.

you nodded, whimpering softly when he pulled himself out of you which had paul frowning, "okay, okay, c'mere," paul murmured, getting out from in between your thighs so he could pull you close to him, allowing you to wrap your arms around his neck as you cried into his chest, "take some deep breaths, you're okay," he reassured, gently running his hand up and down your back to calm you down.

you sniffled, listening to his heartbeat in an attempt to calm yourself down enough to catch your breath, "there you go," paul murmured, "you wanna talk about it?" he asked softly, running his hand up and down your back as he patiently waited for you to respond to him.

after a moment you nodded, peeking up at him as you sniffled, "jus' started thinking about him and it freaked me out and i'm sorry-" you blubbered, more tears spilling over your waterline as you explained yourself to paul.

he frowned, sliding one hand up to wipe away the newfound tears from your cheeks, "your ex? you were thinking about your ex?" he asked softly, attempting to clarify what exactly made you use your safeword with him so it wouldn't happen again.

paul knew about your abusive ex but you had never really gone into too many details from it aside from the fact that he was abusive so paul didn't know too much about that relationship.

you nodded, sniffling, "i'm sorry i shouldn't have been-" you started but he was quick to cut you off with a quiet tut.

"nothing to be sorry about princess, you're okay, i promise," he reassured, leaning down to press a soft kiss to your forehead, "was it how it felt that made you think of him? or something i said?" he asked softly after a moment, still trying to figure out what exactly made you think of your ex during sex.

you frowned, shaking your head, "wasn't you," you murmured, reaching your hand up to brush away more tears from your cheeks with the back of your hand, "was just the position i think," you whispered and he nodded, frowning as he pressed a soft kiss to your temple.

"okay, that's okay," he murmured, "we won't do that position again then, yea?" he asked softly, offering you a soft smile when you nodded, "'m proud of you for using your safe word," he added after a moment, gently squeezing your hip as you sniffled and nodded.

"why don't we get cleaned up real quick and then we can put on a movie and cuddle, yea?" he suggested, patiently waiting for your response before doing anything.

you frowned, "what about you? you didn't-" you started but he cut you off with a breathy laugh and shook his head.

"don't worry about me princess, i'm fine." he reassured, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead before getting up to pull on his sweatpants and grab a hand towel to wipe you off.

when he came back, he was slow to get in between your legs, making sure to be extra gentle and patient with you while he cleaned you up to avoid making you more triggered than you already were, "such a good girl for me," he praised when he finished cleaning you up, pressing a soft kiss to your hip before getting back up to grab you a pair of panties and one of his t-shirts to wear.

once he helped you get dressed, he got back into bed with you and allowed you to curl into his chest, holding you close to him, "drink some water, yea? don't want you getting a headache," he murmured as he handed you his bottle of water to drink while he got a movie on.

you nodded, taking some sips until he settled on one of your favorite movies, "there you go," he murmured as you finished the water bottle, allowing him to take it from you and set it to the side before you curled back into his chest, "just take some deep breaths, princess," he cooed, pressing his lips to your hair as you settled in his arms and focused on the movie.

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mrghostrat · 3 months

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"He needed an internet connection so he could download an app to draw with, but the whole point of setting the thing up in London was because he knew Crowley understood all of this a whole lot better than he did."

Okayyyyy I just got violent flashbacks to the s2 finale this is evil 😭😭

But in all seriousness, I LOVED the new bnf au chapter, I mean the kiss??? I audibly gasped, it was soooo good

I was wondering if the witch and the witchfinder are a canon couple in the nice and accurate prophecies? Or are they just a very popular fanon ship? Or is it like good omens, where people saw the romantic subtext in the book and where it was made explicitly canon in the show?

I just think all options would be really interesting, given that Crowley and Aziraphale are both middle-aged queer people and the book came out thirty years ago. So they either would have had some representation back then, or they recognised themselves in the story and even though it wasn't canon, maybe those ideas would later explicitly be confirmed by Agnes Nutter nonetheless? Since all these options have really interesting implications for the way they both interacted with the source material, I'm really curious what your thoughts on the matter are.

Thank you so much for all the beautiful things you create for the fandom, both your fics and your art give me life and I'm so grateful for them ❤

omg you have no idea how excited i am about this question 😭 as i've written BNF, i've been quietly fleshing out more about their fictional fandom, and accidentally gotten reeeeally invested and am dying to talk about it 😭😭

i'm actually tempted to make some fanart of the witch & the witchfinder, using michael and david as facecasts to go full meta thphptftf. in b4 i write it as a fuckin book series for real

buttttt i'll put all my N&A thoughts under a cut so i dont ramble too long on your dashes 💛

The Nice and Accurate Prophecy: Agnes Nutter's book series (turned play, turned film, turned tv series); the fandom in my fic Big Name Feelings

the idea of using Agnes Nutter's "Nice and Accurate" book for the in-fic fandom was taken from @tawnyontumblr's fic New Messages (i just thought that would be a fun fanon consistency to follow), but all the details about the story and characters are me.

N&A takes inspiration from Good Omens (as a story, and as a fandom) but isn't intended to be a direct copy of it. the original paperback series is a few books long, and each adaptation of the books are considered good, accurate, canonical content. the tv show (a HBO series) is the most recent, highest quality, and most popular. The Witcher style, high fantasy quality.

agnes is loudly supportive of the lgbt community just like neil/david/michael are. but i imagine that for the series to be so "marketable" over the last 30 years, there isn't an explicit queer relationship between the witch & finder. there are canon queer side characters but the witch & finder are a little more nuanced.

the witch and the witchfinder aid each other through time, working together to defeat the evils in the story (like Aziraphale and Crowley from GO). there's tension between them, but boundless love, and plenty of flirtation, despite the running "we shouldn't, we're meant to be enemies" theme. they would canonically get together at some point in the story, probably towards the end after they've spent some time dancing around each other.

the thing that makes this vague is: the witch reincarnates through the story, almost doctor who style. they're a trans icon, much like how the GO fandom looks at Crowley and all his gender ambiguity.

when they finally tryst with the witchfinder, they're female. it's by pure happenstance that they're female presenting at that stage of the story, but still widely critiqued over the years. the thing that canonises the mlm relationship is that the witch is said to carry their consciousness through each reincarnation— they're not a new person like The Doctor is when he regenerates.

the start of the book series spends more time on "Crowley and Aziraphale's favourite male reincarnation", while the movie and tv show only briefly montages through some of the witch's faces. the mlm side of the fandom most definitely lost their minds over the brief few minutes of screentime that they got of the male witch, and has absolutely gifsetted it to death.

i've done it like this because so much of (every) fandom has always been seeking out representation and filling gaps where the original content lacks. there's something to be said about the solidarity of queer fans creating more queer content for themselves. except, in the case of N&A, they're getting to work from a source material that is genuinely queer supportive, unlike fandoms like SPN and BBC Sherlock that are fighting against the tide of queerbaiting and buried gays.

it also gives aziraphale and crowley a chance to band together in the next chapter when they talk to a dickhead at the party:

i haven't exactly decided what happens with the witchfinder, like if the story takes place over hundreds of years and he keeps reincarnating as the same lookin dude (like how jack whitehall plays both Thou Shall Not Commit Adultery and Newton Pulsifer) or if it's set over one lifetime and the witch just gets killed and regenerates a lot. i do like the idea of there being some "through the ages" shenanigans, and a canonical "modern day" setting like GO has.

but i gotta be careful bc i genuinely can't stop thinking about this fake story that's barely mentioned in my fan fic or i'll end up writing the damn thing myself

#ask a rat #bnf au #good omens au #ratwips

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mellowwillowy · 8 months

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A Mouthful of Boobs

GN! Reader (who has no shame of playing Childe bcs that's me) x (Subby, Pervert) Childe (a bit of yan tendencies if you squint)

Just a drabble so it's REALLY messy

"Huaaa, just once, just one chance, please rail meeee Childeeee"

You cried as you replayed that one scene where Childe showed up in Fontaine's trailer. Hell, you didn't even watch the front and just skipped to his scene alas you didn't know what the other characters' names were.

Your PC stayed on with Childe standing, idling in front of you while you kept on kicking the air, biting your pillow.

What you didn't know is that, ekhem, SAGAU.

Childe internally screamed inside while still doing his game idles, honestly, he gotta thank Hoyoverse for only letting his dick boink during his weapon trance. But the way you kept on begging to be railed by him, especially with his delusion? No, you even went as far as spouting, "Please rail me in your foul legacy form just once!!". Gosh, were you not aware of how it won't painfully fit you? Buttttt.... who is he to not grant you that one wish and stuff you full?

"Oh Childe, my orange cat, if only you are real and breathing." You coo at your PC screen while poking it. Well, firstly on his face, then his chest, then his... whole pack down there (dick).

Childe screamed internally again, he even stuttered a bit in his idle but you didn't notice it.

"Please please please, let me kill some slime, or better yet, respawn me with an egg." He thought to himself.

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Respawn, and spawn. What a pair.

Hmm...

..

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(I really am not in the mood to go to great lengths for this)

You opened your eyes and saw the white ceiling above you. Looking to your left, you checked the time. Afterward, you tried to reach your phone which you failed at so you tried to get up.

No luck, you couldn't budge, what the fuc-.

Oh what in the actual fuck.

Your right arm, yes, was tucked into someone's hold. Someone ginger, someone larger than your frame, someone you recognized.

Tartaglia. Childe. Ajax.

In the flesh.

"Motherfu-"

The ginger only grinned at your reaction as he let go of your arm.

"Yaaah~ I'm Tartaglia, in the flesh!" He said as he brought your hand into his manboobs (chest). Unwilling to miss this only one chance that's probably only happening because you were still dreaming (nah, you deluded yourself, aware of how dead your right arm was), you grabbed his tits and played with it, willingly.

"Gosh, it really is Childe's tits, in the flesh!" You drooled internally as you pinched his nipples which earned a whimper from the orange cat. Childe's face was soon filled in red, his breath getting raggier.

"Haa- Khuhkh! So eager, ahh, so, eager~"

"Of course I am! Better yet, let me milk it out!" You took a mouthful of his breast, (I have no shame aaa) your tongue swirling around it while your teeth bit it later on. You could clearly see your bite mark on it, and it felt good looking at it.

Your fingers went to give them a tease, flicking them up and down before pinching them. Childe's moan pitched from you playing with his nipples, his hands awkward, unsure of where to be placed. On your body? No good, he didn't deserve that (Said the one who watched you sleep with your right arm in his hold).

"So good for me~~, Gosh, I think I'm gonna save up for your cons instead of waiting for Pantalone (WHEN? WHO KNOWS 4444). Childe's head perked up at your words. Really? You're going to give up on Pantalone for his constellations instead? Oh Archon, no, Oh You (God), he could have sworn his dick twitched for a moment (why). God, it felt great hearing that after shooting death threats toward that refrigerator (Regrator) from the release of the harbingers trailer until now.

"AH-!"

Childe gasped, looking down, he saw your hand grabbing his... manhood... (dick). Ah....

well, that's a story for another time, (peace out innocently) they had a good time, that's for sure.

#genshin x reader #childe x reader #yandere childe #yandere childe x reader #childe x reader smut #this was me 2 days after trailer uploaded #i saw childe showing in the trailer and went feral

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theblueflower05 · 10 months

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fucking, get into a heated makeout with Neteyam against the makeshift bench after teasing him with how I was drinking the coconut milk, then going down on him and using the coconut milk to lube up his cock before I suck him off. All the while we have to be quick and quiet, because Lo'ak is waiting outside the Marui for him

Omg omg omg.

Filthy. I love itttttt

A snippet of Smut beneath the cut

Neteyam likes the way it looks when the creamy white coconut milk dribbles down your chin, and you know it.

He’s always so busy- doing what ever he can to make himself useful to the tribe and while it’s honorable, it doesn’t leave much time for you at all.

When it comes to Neteyam Sully, you’re selfish. You want all of his time. And if you have to play dirty to get it- so be it.

All it takes is a freshly cracked coconut and a couple of suggestive glances, and he’s yours.

You have him pressed up against the make shift bench in the back of your Mauri. He’s gasping and flailing like a fish as you swallow his pretty cock whole.

“Please” he gasps, his long fingers knotted in your hair. Trying to control the fast bobs of your head that are driving him out of his mind. “I have plans-ugh. Oh, Lo’ak will- ah shit” he can barely speak around all the pleasure in his chest.

You give him a quick little glare.

He needs to shut up and focus on coming for you.

Then you return to your task, suckling at the velvety cock head in your mouth. Savoring the way that his precum tastes as it mixes with the sweet coconut milk.

It’s messy and delicious- fluids dribble out of the stretched wide corners of your lips and you stare up at Neteyam with content, glowing eyes.

Purring like a happy cat who got her cream.

Neteyam can only whimper and stuff his balled up fist into his mouth as he tries to be as quiet as he can as you take your fill.

When Lo’ak shows up, eager for their hunting lessons with the rest of the Metkayina fishermen, Neteyam shakily informs him that he’s not feeling well and that his little brother will just have to go without him. Without even opening the door.

Lo’ak leaves, worried. His brother sounds like he’s sobbing inside his Mauri. He goes to check in on the elder later.

Ugh ugh ugh. I could write so much more buttttt I won’t. I love the “will they or won’t they get caught” trope, it’s so so hot.

#neteyam smut #neteyam x reader smut #neteyam drabble #neteyam x reader

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s0ftl3 · 4 months

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HIHIHIHIHI OKAY SOOOO poly!TedSchlatt x reader BUTTTTT schlatt and ted are chilling on the couch and the reader is sitting in a chair nearby then schlatt and ted start to get a little handsy. So they kinda look at reader for permission to y'know with each other while they watch and reader is all for it. Ted and schlatt and like GOING AT IT on the couch and reader is sitting in the chair like 😈 enjoying the show

(btw bottom schlatt, top ted supremacy)

Hi Hi i’m gonna use this ask as an opportunity to write a part two to another one shot i wrote a while ago! You can find it here or under “High Poly! TedSchlatt” in Ted or Schlatt's section of my masterlist.

I am also going to be combining it with this ask if that’s okay!

Smoke Him Out Pt.

“Please, I wanna kiss more, please baby.” You squeeze your thighs together, though neither of them are talking to you, you find the scene in front of you so arousing. You watch as Ted pulls Schlatt in with a hand in his hair. Their energies mingle as they kiss, Ted's rough kiss is met with Schlatt’s inviting and desperate one.

And you can’t help but watch.

You watch with hunger in your eyes as Ted sits Schlatt in his lap, teasing him through his sweats and you’d be blind not to notice the small wet spot forming on the gray fabric. Schlatt’s always been sensitive to his teasing, but especially when he’s high.

“C’mon Jay, I know you can be a good boy, just tell me what you want.” Ted whispers in his ear, lightly biting his earlobe afterwards, causing the man to whine out. Schlatt would love to be able to tell Ted what he needs, but the asshole keeps cutting off his words by touching him just right and making him moan out.

“Ted,” you enjoy watching him tease Schlatt on a regular day when he’s been bratty, but the look on his face is just pitiful, “Be nice, just give him what he wants.” If Ted was in his right mindset he’d tell this is exactly why he’s so spoiled and bratty, but for now he just holds his hands up in mock defense.

“Tell her thank you Jay,” Ted’s not having it when Schlatt’s eyes dart to the floor instead of thanking you, so he grabs his face making him look at you, “I said tell her thank you brat.” Schlatt whines and complies, letting out a soft thank you before Ted pulls his cock out of his sweats.

“See that wasn’t so hard was it? You want a reward now baby?” and of course Schlatt never being one to pass up a reward nods his head very enthusiastically. But once again Ted’s not having his silence opting to smack his thigh as a reminder to speak up.

“Fuck-,” he gasps at the impact, “Yes, please want a reward.” Ted smirks before spitting into his hand using it as lube as he strokes Schlatt’s cock. And you don’t think you’ve ever been so turned on by anything more. Schlatt’s hair is falling in his face, effectively shielding his vision from your predatory gaze. Honestly, you’re too engrossed in the scene in front of you to even think of getting yourself off right now. (which is fine because that's what Schlatt’s pretty face is for anyways.)

“Look at her Schlatt, see how she loves seeing you like this,” He speeds his hand up and as a result Schlatt’s moans only grow louder, “all fucked out from a little teasing and my hand on your dick.” Being that schlatt’s pleasure is always heightened when he’s high and he’s been essentially edged for a while it’s only matter of time before he cums. But Ted has left that decision up to you.

“You gonna cum jay?” This time when he’s met with a nod he lets it slide but he expects words when he says, “ask her for permission jay, ask Mommy if you can cum sweetheart.” You're shocked to hear the name come from Ted's lips, you've heard it from Schlatt countless times but never from ted.

“Please mommy, I wanna cum can I cum?” and who are you to deny him the satisfaction? His normal bratty attitude long gone since the smoke session started. So of course you allow your precious boy to cover Ted’s hand, and his tummy in thick ropes of cum.

“Of course Sweetheart.” and clearly that’s all he needs to hear before he coates Ted’s hand in white, panting and he comes down. Ted’s quick to reach for a tissue cleaning both his hand and Schlatt up, he’s always been one to participate in after care. He kisses Schlatt’s cheek making sure to praise him for doing so well, he knows how sensitive Schlatt can get when he subs so he wants to make him as comfortable as possible.

When Schlatt finally removes himself from Ted’s lap you get a view of a much larger wet stain on Ted's own pair of sweats. You raise an eyebrow at him?

“Did you cream your pants from that?” and he responds with a very defensive argument of “you would too if Schlatt was wriggling around in your lap like that.”

#Poly! Chuckle sammy smut #Ted nivison smut #jschlatt smut #coles anons #coles asks #cole answers

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wayward-persephone · 1 year

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Hi! Hope ur well<3

Hate to be a bother buttttt I was wondering if you could do the rest of Ethan's characters on throat training reader?

Hello! 😊

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Arthur Harrow

Would absolutely love to throat train you. Would be thrilled if you asked him and would make sure to praise you the entire time and pet over your jaw and throat tenderly while doing so. Making you soothing tea to help with any soreness afterwards as he peppers your face in sweet kisses.

Edward Dalton

He would be very hesitant to do so at first and it would take a lot of convincing. However, he would eventually agree the longer he thought about fucking your throat. He would be so cautious and you would have to take the reins at some point because he would go into sensation overload and just watch you with glowing eyes and bared fangs as you choked on his cock.

Ernst Toller

Ernst would have no idea what to do, but would try his hardest to help in any way. He would shower you with words of love and adoration mixed with gasps and moans. Apologizing profusely when his hips would buck into you and you would end up gagging on him.

Everett Lewis

Has no idea what he's doing so he just fucks your throat until you steadily get used to his presence in your mouth. Will awkwardly yet tenderly massage your jaw if he was particularly rough with you, though.

Goodnight Robicheaux

Absolutely loves it. Would only do it on the nights where you can spend a few nights in a nice inn so he can make sure you are nice and comfortable and will lay back in the bed and will coach you in soft raspy whisper to set the mood and watch you take his cock deeper and deeper. Will make sure to have some tea or soup ready for you afterwards or the next day.

James Costa

Would definitely be the one to start it/mention it. Might get impatient some days and fuck your throat until you're crying and he's coming in your mouth and other days he will stay in your mouth until he feels you have made some sort of progress. Will shower you in either praise or mock sympathy. The next day he will cuddle you and kiss all over your face, mouth, jaw, and throat in absolute adoration.

James Sandin

He would spend as long as necessary to train you properly. Looking up any tricks or tips online and making a neat list to share with you, buying any numbing spray or throat lozenges to make it easier on you, and would praise you so much. After every session he would make sure to lick you out until you couldn't feel your feel your legs.

John Brown

Wouldn't shut up the entire time. Praising you and the Lord the entire time your mouth is on him, mixed with his grunts and curses, and you eventually have to tell him to talk about something else so you could concentrate.

Jolly

He definitely is the one to bring it up and makes playful teasing remarks nearly the whole time. When he's not being playful he's dirty talking with enough filth that makes you nearly come without being touched. Much to his delight when he gets his hands on you afterwards.

Lars Nystrom

Tries to sit still long enough for you to properly train your throat to take him, but he gets too riled up and ends up holding your head still in an iron grip and fucking your face with an almost frantic energy that leaves you gasping and choking against him. He cuddles you and mumbles apologies against you with a fucked out expression, but it's always difficult to stay mad at him.

Les Keffy

Loves to throat train you. Will light up and sit back and teach you to take him deep all nice and slow. Telling you how pretty you are and how perfect you are doing the entire time. Slipping in dirty talk just to feel you whimper against his cock.

Paul

Is wary about the whole idea, but can't refuse you. Goes completely boneless when he gets inside your mouth and makes soft groans and grunts as his only encouragement. Gets a little more affectionate than usual afterwards and the following day.

Ray Harris

Is the one to bring it up and dirty talks the entire time. His words start out playful, but ends up with you dripping down your thighs and whining against his cock. He is always so smug the next day when your voice is hoarse and he makes sure to stock up on hot teas at the store while giving you a pointed look and an exaggerated wink.

Russell Millings

Doesn't know what you are talking about and nearly comes the second he feels himself in your throat. He tries his best to praise you, but he quickly gets overwhelmed by the sensation and sight of you that he just falls silent and watches you with heavy-lidded eyes the entire time.

Travis Conrad

Likes taking it slow and sensual so he very much likes to train you whenever you both have free time. Keeping a gentle hand on the nape of your neck or cupped over your jaw as he quietly coaches and praises you. Will eat you out afterwards until you are screaming his name to show his appreciation.

Vincent Freeman

Pre-makeover Vincent is utterly entranced by the sight of you trying to take him deeper and deeper into your mouth. Moaning and gently rolling his hips against you until he snaps and holds your face still and fucks your throat before spilling down your throat and over your face.

Post-makeover Vincent would still love to watch you try take him into your mouth, but would show a bit more restraint. Would be more proactive to help train you and would praise you the entire time his cock is in your mouth.

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bumblesimagines · 2 years

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The Two of Us

Request: Yes or No

Pronouns: He/Him/His

This could’ve easily been an imagine buttttt

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Jealousy wasn’t new to Kat. Just like anyone else, she got jealous things people had; clothes, jewelry, hair type, boys. She even got jealous of her friends every once in a while. Maddy and Cassie had the perfect looks and charm that had every guy they met drooling over them. Maddy was feisty and played hard to get while Cassie gave them naivety and did whatever they asked. Kat was... well, she was Kat. The friend of the two most beautiful and popular girls in school.

But there was one thing in particular that made her jealous of Cassie. The attention you gave her. The blonde had you wrapped around her finger and Kat hated it. God, she hated it so much. She wanted to be the one you texted every morning and night. The one you greeted with a kiss in the hallways, even after fights. Kat would never hate a friend over a guy, but the way you stared at Cassie made Kat want to rip her pretty blonde locks right out of her scalp.

However, you were still her best friend, and as long as she had you, she was happy. Or it was what she told herself anyway.

“I can’t believe you wrote this.” Your laughed cut through her thoughts, leaving her bewildered until she turned her head and spotted her laptop resting on your lap.

With a gasp, she rushed forward and ripped it from your hands, cradling the laptop against her chest with flushed cheeks. “You said you wouldn’t snoop!”

“You made it sound so tempting!” You laughed again and reached forward, attempting to pry the laptop from her hands. “It’s good, Kat! You’re good at writing. Even if it’s One Direction fanfiction.”

“Hey!”

“Not judging!” You raised your hands, the smile on your face making it hard for her to be annoyed with you. Kat could only sigh in defeat, setting the laptop down on the bed and flopping over, letting her head sink into the pillow. She turned her head to look at you, watching as you took out your phone and smiled at the deceive.

Her stomach twisted and her heart grew heavy. She could tell who you were texting just from the dumb lovestruck smile on your face and her eyes sting. Taking in a deep breath, she blinked away the tears and reached over, tugging at the back of your shirt.

You took the hint and lied back, setting your phone aside and shifting so you were laying on your stomach, head turned to look at her. Your arms slid under the pillows and for a moment, Kat wished it was her in its place.

“Can I tell you something?”

“Yeah.” Kat nodded, her heart picking up at the possibilities. A love confession? Were you planning on breaking up with Cassie? Was the moment she’d been dreaming off for years about to happen?

“You promise not to tell anyone?”

“Of course.” Her fingers gripped onto the sheets, lips twitching into a smile.

“I think my friend has a crush on you.”

Oh.

Kat pressed her lips together and forced out a hum, looking up at the ceiling of her bedroom. Of course, it wasn’t what she imagined. You were too sweet and loyal to hurt Cassie.

“Don’t look so disappointed! Ethan’s a really good guy, and you guys have a lot in common. For example, I tolerate the both of you.”

“Oh, shut up.” Reaching over and taking the pillow out from underneath her, you buried your face into the pillow you held as she smacked you with hers. Kat pushed herself up and onto her knees, grabbing the pillow with both hands and raising it. Taking the opportunity, you rolled over and held your pillow up to use as a shield against Kats’ attacks.

“I only said the truth!” You protested, pushing Kat back into a sitting position. She let out a soft squeal as you and her switched roles, giggles leaving her.

“Nice to see you two haven’t grown up.” Pausing your movements, you looked up at her mom and flashed a charming smile.

“Hi, Mrs. Hernandez.”

“I ordered pizza for dinner. I’ll call you when it gets here.” She said, reaching forward for the doorknob. “And be careful. I don’t need one of you falling off the bed.” With that, her mom shut the door.

Heaving a sigh, you sat on the bed properly and smiled. “You should give him a chance, Kat. He’d be good for you.”

“I’m sure he’s great.” Kat responded honestly, tucking a strand of hair back and letting her finger run back and forth over a wrinkle in the sheets. “And I’d probably like him if I got to know him.”

“But?”

“But..” She began, lifting her gaze from the sheets and meeting your eyes. As much as she wanted to see if there was a chance you’d like her, she couldn’t risk losing your friendship.

“I don’t think I’m ready for a relationship. I mean.. Look how my last one ended.”

“You mean Daniel? From 6th grade?”

“Okay, when you say it like that it sounds pathetic.” Kat laughed and licked her lips. “I don’t want to get heartbroken.”

Humming softly, you turned and leaned back, laying down and resting your head on the girls lap. Kat bit the inside of her cheek, feeling her face heat up. Giving a meek smile, she raised her hand and traced your facial features, watching your eyes close.

“You risk heartbreak in all relationships, Kat. Taking chances is a part of life and sometimes those chances come with heartbreak. You might miss out on something good if you don’t start taking risks.” If only you knew the turmoil that unleashed in the teenager. Here you were, encouraging her to take risks while she constantly battled with her feelings.

“If you and Cassie ever break up, promise me nothing will change between us.” Kat murmured softly. Her words made your brows furrow, eyes opening to study her face.

“Promise it’ll always be the two of us.”

“I promise.”

#x reader #x you #x y/n #x male reader #euphoria x reader #euphoria #euphoria x you #euphoria x y/n #euphoria x male reader #kat hernandez #kat hernandez x reader #kat hernandez x male reader #euphoria kat #cassie howard #kat hernandez x you #kat hernandez x y/n

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zozo-01 · 2 years

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To Love the Sun (To Be Stuck in the Dark)

Originally, 'To Fight So Hard (To Lose So Quietly)' was going to be just one part. Buttttt @ejunkiet unintentionally gave me the idea for a part two, so here we are!

This is the complete work for the last WIP Wednesday and I apologize to everyone who found that really lil piece of writing cute. It was never going to be happy with me.

CW: Mentions of Major Character Death, Hurt/No Comfort, Angst

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Sam was making chocolate chip pancakes, just the way they liked them. With extra chocolate chips and the sweetest whip cream to top it all off. Darlin’ claims that they never had problems at the dentist, but Sam loves to call bullshit on them.

“What? I swear I was never shit on by the dentist! In fact, they always complimented me on my teeth.” Darlin’ waltzed over to Sam, wrapping their arms around his neck. They tilted their head to the side with a saccharine grin, mock gasping at the accusation. “Samuel Collins. Are you calling me a liar?,” Darlin’ teased. Sam sighed before holding his Darlin’ by their waist.

“My name isn’t short for Samuel, Darlin’, it’s just Sam. And why yes, I am calling you a liar, you menace. I refuse to believe with all the junk food you eat, your teeth aren’t rotting like a corpse. If I was your dentist, I’d charge you extra for every sweet treat you eat.”

Darlin’ gave a giggle that Sam swears were the sounds from the harps in heaven. “Well, maybe it’s more fun to say ‘Samuel Collins’ instead of just ‘Sam Collins’,” replied cheekily, with a smirk to match. “But, I promise that the dentist has never said anything about my teeth. Now can you pretty please make me pancakes.”

Sam rolled his eyes at Darlin’ pout. Who knew with the reputation Darlin’ held, that they can be so… adorable. He much prefers the puppy dog look they have over their usual wolf glare.

He went off to the kitchen to make Darlin’s beloved pancakes, with Darlin’ trailing close behind him. Once Sam started to gather the ingredients onto the counter, they hugged him from behind and started to gently kiss his shoulders and neck.

Sam let out a low chuckle before saying, “maybe I should start calling you ‘sugar’ for that sweet tooth you have.” Darlin’ stopped what they were doing and let out a scoff. They squeezed tighter before responding, “no, I like Darlin’ much better. I might think you’re angry at me if you don’t call me Darlin’.”

Sam squeezed an arm they had wrapped around his waist. A silent affirmation that he won’t be mad at them. “Sammy?,” Darlin' called out, their voice muffled due to their face buried in his back. Sam let out a quiet sound that prompted Darlin’ to continue. “Thank you for the pancakes.”

Sam knew it wasn’t just the pancakes. It was for the fact that he was willing to help and heal a complete stranger. It was for the fact that he cared for them in times when they didn’t even care about themselves. For how he became a beacon of comfort. A place for Darlin’ to put down their weapons and armour.

Sam turned around in Darlin’s arms and held their face in his hands, looking at them in their eyes. “Darlin’, you never have to thank me for anything, alright? I’ll always be here for you.”

“Forever and always?”

“Forever and always.”

Sam smiled to himself after replaying that memory. Happiness and excitement filled his body in a way only his wolf can do to him. He became elated when he remembers that Darlin’ was supposed to come by today. Hence why he was making chocolate chip pancakes.

Sam questioned if he has ever been this happy about anything. He thought about memories on his family’s ranch, his acceptance at D.A.M.N. and the friends he has made along the way, and nothing he has experienced can compare to how he felt about them.

Who would have thought that a shifter trespassing on clan territory would make him feel like everything was worth it? Like it was destiny for him to be turned and meet Darlin’ later in life?

The world has put Sam Collins through a lot, but the one thing he will forever be grateful for is being able to feel the light of the sun again.

A knock on the door shook Sam out of his thoughts. ‘Finally, they decided to show up. I was starting to get worried about them.’ Sam left the pancakes to cook on the stove and went to the door to open it. The closer he got to the door, the quicker his heart pounded. That was something he needed to get in control of before Darlin’ started to tease him for it. “Aren’t you supposed to be undead? How the hell do you still have a heartbeat?” he imagines them saying.

Sam stood in front of the door, with one thought going through his head.

‘The love of my life, my mate, my eternal sunshine, is standing behind the door. And I have the honour and privilege to have my house become a home for them. Our home.’

Sam opened the door.

It was not Darlin’ on the other side.

“David? What are you doing here?” Darlin’s Alpha was standing on his porch. His hair is messy and his eyes are bloodshot. David’s hands, usually firm and steady, were fidgeting. Like he didn’t know what to do with them. On his face was not his usual frown, the one that the majority of the public would see on a good day. Sam had seen this frown once before, and that was when the official death count from the Inversion was released to the public.

And that was a day of mourning.

With a raspy voice, David responded, “hello Sam. Is it alright if I come inside?” Sam moved to the side, gesturing to the Alpha to come in and make himself at home.

David walked in and sat down on the couch. He put his elbows on his knees and hands on his face, unable to look the vampire in the eye. “I assume that you were waiting for my packmate to come over, correct?” The way David asked the question unnerved Sam. His voice was shaky and his eyes were shining with tears. ‘What the hell happened to Darlin’ that made David Shaw about to cry?’

David was a man who seldom showed emotions. The last time he cried in front of another person that wasn’t his mate or late father was when his best friend was dying in his arms.

‘No, no, no! Darlin’ was tough. Fuck, they’re nickname growing up was ‘Tank’ for God’s sake!’

‘They can’t… there’s no way…’

David Shaw broke into sobs and Sam’s heart stopped.

His voice stuttered as he forced himself to say the next few sentences. “Fuck, I’m so sorry Sam. Quinn got to them on the way here and by the time we got there, they were already gone and there was no saving them.” The tears wouldn’t stop falling from David’s face, no matter how much he tried to stop them. No matter how much he wished this was another dream.

The smell of burnt chocolate wafted across the room as a realization occurred.

Sam Collins had the world he loves so very much ripped away from him again.

And for the second time in his life, Sam Collins was forbidden from feeling (his) sunlight on him again.

#i did ittttt #i got the angst out of my system (for nowww)#ironically the day that i posted the original fic #jason spezza retired #so you can argue that i wrote this because the leafs broke my heart (again)#but i digressss #also thank ejunkiet for giving me the idea and encouragement to make a part two #although you did this unintentionally #in your defence it doesnt take much to get me going on an angst train #maybeeeee ill write an actual fluff thing #but thats a hugeee maybe #zo writes tingz #this is zo speaking #redacted sam #redacted david #redacted asmr

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missamyrisa2 · 11 months

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How about this: you meet up to tickle a handsome man, but instead He says he wants to switch roles. He ties you down spread eagle and eyes your tummy, hips and thighs. How does that cute (or steamy) session go?

Mmmmmh~ I kind of love this soooo much~<3

I love to give tickles, it really is my love language. Buttttt~ I will always be a ticklee at heart so my soul just dances and skips and falls apart into sparkly giggles at the thought of someone turning the tables like that ~

"Nnnnnnh okayyyyy okay okay okay okay okayyy see but, I'm kind of possibly maybe ticklish and I can't help but notice you have the tickler eyes yeahhhh you know there's the tickler smile? No? Okay the tickler smile is when you can see the tickly intenttttttt and it's really similar to what people get mmmhhh when they see something really cute or they're enjoOoOoying someone's bashfulness likeeee girls really get that smile when they're playing with a guy's beautiful hair hair hair hairrrrr or if someone is playing with a kitten Sooo the tickly intent can also show up in the eyes which is what I see now and yeeeeeee that's okayyy okayyy myyy hippppsss I'm a hippie you're in my hip dips that's a thing hip diiiips~!!" I stammer through explanations as if they could ward off the giggles and gasps as my tickler bears down on my highly sensitive midsection.

The extremities on my body are in full protest, arms yanking uselessly on the bonds ~ my biceps are almost a joke of a prospect, flexing and twitching while doing absolutely nothing to help the ticklish situation. My legs are quivering threads, entirely pointless as my hips are being made to buck through slow concentric circles of his thumbs. Those little bones have made their way out of the top of my shorts, just inviting so much attention. I blurt out nonsensical explanations of what I'm currently feeling~ "and the twiiiistttt that's a twist seeee my hips are doing it we're dancing soooo you can stop tickling there's no tickling in the vanilla chocolate strawberry twiiiistt!!" My words turn from babbling to near soundless squeaks when those skilled fingers migrate inward, capturing my belly from either flank ~ always that line from the hips to tummy does me in ~ my navel is a twitching protestor, both begging for attention and jumping in outrage at the tickly inquisition forming all around my tum ~ I shake my head, hair a complete mess now, the stray threads tickling my own neck and upper chest which I certainly call out and beg him to move them aside. He does not, and the tickles travel around my navel like a scurrying relentless set of tickle bots whose only purpose is to keep me in this fluffy silly prison for eternity~

And then it gets oooh so much worse ~ those wicked fingers start tracing my beltline, working down the happy trail to my waist back and forth. The most dreaded maneuver starts and I find words through my squeaking gasps ~ "Nnnnhh don't dooo it nooo hookiesssss that's not a hooky zone you can't glide thereeee I'm gonna mmmhh I'll tease you to bitss for thissss you don't even know I'm a world famous teeeheheeaserrrr nnhhh not thteree!!!" I beg and plead and slip a snickermoan as his finger indeed performs the waist hook, slipping right under the line of my shorts and glides back and forth from hip to hip. The sensation of having my bottoms invaded is bad enough, and the tightness of the fabric keeps his finger snug to my skin~ not to mention his proximity to the most dreaded of sensations and my most silly awful kink~ the tickly teasy intent rises in both his eyes and smile~ the touch, and then the comments. His other hand is gently touching the flower shaped buckle on my belt, his mouth is commenting about it. It's all fuzz in my ears now, the tickles at my waist the knowing words, that damned curious touch ~ I hear myself giggling, gasping, saying a string of words that makes no earthly sense. He continues, talking about the cuteness of the accessory, that it really looks adorable on me and loves that I wore such an outfit for him. I can't take the supposedly innocuous commentary, and he knows it. I'm throwing my head back, a blushy pile now. Rocking my hips, bucking and twisting. But the touches and the comments and the tickles never cease~

Not until I'm completely fuzzy and writhing in my bonds, barely responding to the touches and words ~ at least until, I feel my thighs quivering. "Nnnhh...sthhhppp not thereeee sooo not theree~" I whimper, and quickly stop my pleading, arching in a huge giggly moan when he takes a single finger to tap on the buckle ~ admonishment, tease, and warning all in one motion. I take my thigh tickles in good nature, trying to keep my legs open and still. He smirks and those fingers wiggle up and down exploring freely my trembling muscles. I'm a gasping mess, giggling and groaning and stifling my begs taking all that taunting sensation. The fingers gliding on that skin sends my toes curling, my body was already wanting and now this puts me over the top. And he finally acknowledges my princess part ~ that swollen mound in my shorts aching and begging for attention all through this session. With a click, my favorite ~ the magic wand ~ kicks to life and he wastes no time bringing it right to my death spot through the thick material of the shorts and dainty fabric of my panties. The dual layer of trembling sensation has me gigglemoaning desperately in an instant ~ which is why he only lets the wand graze and lightly kiss my royal area.

"Commmmeeee onnnnn let me gigglecummmm I've sooo earned iitttt right? all those dances with youuuu I think I promised you teases right? That's like a hhuuuundred dollar valueee to someoneeee maybee? I dunno I do it for free maybe I should charge heyyyy like let's setup premium packages you and I we'll go into businessssss just nnnnh let meee giggledrop firewooorksss!!"

My words sail into the distance past his unwavering teasing form. The wand bounces and jumps from spot to spot keeping me guessing with varying speeds in the vibrations. His fingers continue to torment my thighs, occasionally breaking to tease a hip or my navel or readjust my belt with a taunt which never fails to make me gasp out madly. And the buzzing never quits, never allows me up over the edge ~ only to visit, to briefly glimpse what it might be like to tumble into that golden kingdom of freely flowing giggledrops ~ and then it pulls back, leaving my shorts all strained and throbbing, how silly ~ while I'm tickled all through the edge with those masterful wiggly fingers~

And supposedly we're going all night~ maybe that's what he said, or I said. It's all fuzzies from here~

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honeydew-sillies · 1 year

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Gasp!! I love this concept, so many opportunities...

Not sure if you meant pre-trauma, headspace or post-trauma characters buttttt I am gonna do post because hcs are easier to come up with for that!!

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Ok so. First, context hcs

-I imagine out of the whole gang, younger Aubrey is actually the best at teasing while tickling (first being Mari, because of course it is.)

-As she gets older, her teasing style does change from stuff like "D'aww your smile is so cute!! Tickle tickle~" to stuff like "Not sure why you're laughing right now, I'm not doing anything." and "Oh, is this a bad spot? Does it tickle?"

-So basically from more childish to more monotone but both are deadly

-I ALSO imagine (and am most certainly NOT projecting... sarcasm.) that Sunny doesn't actually laugh when tickled. At most he will let out little huffs and noises because he is still a little ticklish, just not enough to laugh loudly

-And he's lowkey self-conscious about this because. It makes it seem like he doesn't enjoy it and he's already not great at expressing emotions so

-With Mari's help when they were younger, he eventually managed to let the gang know (both verbally and not) that he did enjoy tickling, though rough tickles do not work and moreso hurt/are uncomfy

-So aside from specific spots that can actually get soft laughs out of him (mostly neck, but also behind the knees and where his back meets his ribs), the gang discovers another way to get him to laugh: teasing.

-Can u see where I'm going w this.

-Also, Sunny is primarily lee leaning while Aubrey is primarily ler leaning (she is not a fan of physical touch from most people after. Everything and grows more accustomed from the gang as they begin to repair their bonds)

-As Sunny also got older and gets closer to everyone again, he gets a bit more comfortable being the ler

OK, PROPER HCS NOW!!

-While Kel is mainly the tickle fight instigator, Aubrey will also occasionally start them (usually to shut Kel up)

-She also almost always ends them aside from Hero....

-Out of everyone, it takes her the longest to be really affectionate with Sunny, somewhat because he is also bad at initiating

-But she picks up a habit she learned from Mari when they were younger where, when Sunny starts to space out, she'll tickle him slightly to snap him back to reality

-She also occasionally does it when he's drifting off to sleep since he already has a lot of trouble sleeping and napping during the day screws his schedule

-Normally she'll go for easy access spots like gently scribbling under his chin/his neck, which gets him to scrunch up and huff out a snicker or smthn

-But Sunny is like a walking ler mood creator you see him smile once and you're like. Holy shit do that again please

-So sometimes she will continue these quick "attacks" till Sunny is biting back a smile and he sorta glances at her like. Don't you dare

-Aubrey does dare however bc she knows his little glares mean nothing and she'll start gently scribbling around his neck or lower sides

-And if he has the energy, he'll retaliate after a bit too

-(Keep in mind they know the others worst spots by heart like almost out of habit. Just best friend things!)

-Sunny also usually goes for bad spots first bc he prefers no build up when in tickle fights and also he already gets weakened from being tickled

-So he reaches and starts squeezing just above her hips which makes Aubrey yelp and go "Shihit!" (Shes gotten better at holding back laughter as she got older and replaces it with swearing a lot....)

-It is so very rare for anyone to win a tickle fight against Aubrey, let alone Sunny. He's only got a bit of a better chance than Basil bc that boy can never win any

-But if Sunny tries hard enough he can get Aubrey laughing. This dude has slim and nimble fingers and was tickled by the best of the best (Mari) for years he had to inherit some of it

-Also after Sunny starts yknow. Properly living and whatnot he does gain a healthy amount of weight back, and has a surprising amount of strength for his size and build? Still not a lot but. It counts

-Plus the others are NEVER rough with him because they're too afraid to be and also he's not a fan

-On the off chance he does get the upper hand he really doesn't tease verbally at all, though with close friends he will eventually get more comfy doing it

-Sunny prefers sort of evilly smirking (albeit hard to see) at his lee, making very short comments like "That was cute." and "You're all red." in his monotone voice

-He'll massage Aubrey's ribs (props to her crop tops for easy access L) as she falls into both uncharacteristically girly giggles and louder deep cackles at bad spots

-She's def more comfy fully letting herself laugh around close friends

-Also tickling Aubrey is dangerous she squirms SO much you are 100% in danger of being hit at some point

-Sunny is good at dodging

-Sadly there is no way she doesn't turn the tables and wreck his ass after he tickles her for a bit

-Like this kid is not safe. Kel will walk back to his room after having to run an errand while they were over and hear Sunny's soft giggling and protests in his room and he'll just smile as he sees Sunny laying on his bed with Aubrey sitting next to him, tickling him to bits while he clings to her arms for support

-It's such a silly and heartwarming thing to observe, 1. Because watching Sunny get tickled/properly laugh and smile is always so sweet, and 2. Just. Let these kids be playful please they deserve it after everything. They deserve to be silly!! And they all love being silly together

-But yes. 90% of their tickle fights together are one sided but the tides can be turned slightly and they both have fun either way

-Extra points if you ship Sunburn/think Sunny's crush is still around because then he'd be more easily flustered by Aubrey than the others L!!!

#HELP THIS IS SO LONG.#wasnt lying when i said i have so many thoughts #like there is smthn wrong with me for real #ive thought abt all these characters too much #anyway!#honey answers #honey writes #anon ask #tickle community #omori tickles #tickle headcanons #sunny omori #aubrey omori #yall this is like the size of a whole ass fic....#shoutout to me for being able to type such long hcs but have trouble finishing fics #tickle drabble

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strawberriemarswrites · 3 months

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IM HAPPY YOU WANNA HEAR ABT HER EXPLODING RN

but I see you’ve already seen her character profile so other then details of her childhood, or times with her crews I don’t have much to say 😅

BUTTTTT, I can say how her and Bartolomeo would meet! Aris is based on Ares, and what is Ares known for? Well, his spear and spartan helmet of course! (Other then being god of war yknow) but I imagine that frankly sent Aris into the colosseum after luffy and so she competes (I’ll include a whiteboard doodle of her outfit). I see them meeting by her getting caught off guard in a mini battle where her opponent lands a blow on her back and due to the nerve damage it knocks her down and lef her gasping for air. her opponent becoming curious would’ve removed her helmet . I imagine Bartolomeo would have a hard time figuring out it’s her because she changed ALOT from when the world had last seen her. Most notably her wings are now gone and a huge scar has formed on her lip. (Idr if I posted her pre vs post timeskip design so I’ll add that too 💀). But I wonder how Bartolomeo would react to her seeing how much she changed.

you can answer publicly or privately whatever’s easier for you and I’m again, SO GLAD you wanna hear about her!

Here’s her colosseum outfit

And here’s her pre vs post..

(all art is original and done by me!)

Ye ye! I read her profile on your page (which everyone should go see it's very neatly done and reminds me of like, the fancy roleplay posts I used to see on Gaia Online o3o).

I think Barto's reaction would be very similar to the one he had finding out Sogeking = Usopp. It'd be a lot of double-takes and head-tilts (like when a dog sees something beyond comprehension). Then when he got the chance he'd stare for a solid minute and slowly start connecting the dots. The second he focuses on her eyes it clicks into place and he loses all his cool -- the fanboy switch is flipped and there is no turning it back off. The rest of the arc, every time he catches her doing something particularly brutal in a fight he just goes--

Once all is said and done at the end of the arc and Barto's asking for the crew's autographs, hers and Zoro's are probably the ones he'd be most nervous to ask for. And then he'd probably overstep and ask about the scars before doubling-back like "wait no you don't have to answer that -- crap crap crap my bad don't kill me but if you do my god what an honor".

#also i love that she's skypiean w/ no wings bc no joke - i have an OC like this too XD #lost them before the series start but i think it'd be fun/funny for them to meet #eventually... i will post my ocs...#Also low-key I'm vibrating your art is so good ;u;#askbox #tulip-annon

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hanji-cafe · 2 years

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My Princess Sungie

Okay Listen. I started this drunk, and I’m finishing it tipsy so sorry for any typos, buttttt I’m back bitches!!! Y’all better share this shit. I basically wrote it because of this twitter thread and a video I saw on Twt.

CW: Overstimulation, the pet name princess, straps, anal

Word Count: 719

“Mommy, Please,” Jisung whined, his head resting on your thigh as his eyes looked over your strap, focused.

You reached out to brush the hair out of his face. “You think you can take it all, princess?”

“I think so…” Jisung nodded, his eyebrows furrowed. “Want to take it all,” he said, sticking out his tongue so just the tip was touching your strap.

“Show Mommy how well you suck her cock then,” you said, granting permission.

Jisung immediately perked up, wrapping his lips around the tip of the dildo, his tongue brushing over the faux veins and head. Slowly, he took one more inch, and then another, and then another, until his throat was just barely filled. He gasped around the Silicone, his large brown eyes looking up at you. His gaze was much too beautiful and innocent for the way he was bobbing his head on your strap.

He moaned out as you tugged on his hair, his throat tightening around the fake cock, his nose pressing against your lower stomach. “Fuck, princess, you’re so pretty.”

More lude sounds of Jisung choking roughly around the cock could be heard, causing your pussy to practically drip.

Suddenly, you pulled his head away from the cock, and he gasped, taking in all the air he could. “Was I good, Mommy?”

“You were amazing, love,” you assured. “And good boys get rewards.”

He nodded eagerly.

“All fours,” you commanded and Jisung immediately turned around, waiting for you, his ass high in the air.

“You’re cock is so small and cute,” you tease, your finger pressing against the head.

“Mommy,” he moaned and gasped. “Mommy, please don’t tease.”

On any normal day you would tease him, edge him, and give him ruined orgasms, but he was such an obedient boy today, instead you wrapped your hand around his cock, jerking away.

Jisung gasped, his hips bucking into your hands and it wasn’t long before he was coming all over the sheets.

“Thank you, Mommy! Thank you,” he sobbed, pressing against your hand.

“You’re hole is so small and pretty,” you cooed, pressing your fingers against his asshole. “Pink and puckering.”

“Mommy,” Jisung gasped, pulling away, still recovering from his last orgasm.

Your hands rubbed his ass cheeks, squeezing and groping them. “My strap would fill you up so well…”

“Please, Mommy. Not too much!”

“My princess can’t take it?”

“N-no, I can,” Jisung assured, pressing back against your hand. “Please fuck me, Mommy…”

You playfully tisked, reaching for a bottle of lube before squirting it all over Jisung’s entrance, and he suddenly jolted at the cold sensation, small whimpers leaving your mouth.

“Mommy…” he moaned carelessly, his jaw going slack as you pushed your finger into his puckering hole.

Every time you would add a finger, an uncontrolled moan would slip from Jisung’s mouth until he was stretched enough to fit your strap. When the head pressed against his asshole, he let out a beg muttering ‘Mommy’ over and over again.

“Are you my good boy?” you giggled.

“Mmm yes, Mommy’s good boy,” he responded mindlessly.

“Good,” she cooed. “Good boys take big cocks.”

Jisung let out a loud whimpery cry as your strap stretched him out. His legs almost gave out as his rock hard cock leaked precum all over the sheets.

“Fuck, you’re so pretty, Sungie,” you cooed, your hand reaching around to carefully stroke his cock. “You sound beautiful,” you said as he eagerly arched his back.

“Mommy, I-” his eyes began to fill with tears. “Mommy, I’m so close,” he cried, the way your strap was fucking him sending him to grow mindless.

Carefully, you pulled him back so that his back was pressed against your breasts. You continued to fuck him roughly, one hand on his cock, the other pinching one of his soft pink nipples. Your lips sucked and bit at his neck.

Suddenly, Jisung’s who body shook, his cock twitching as his whole load spurted all over the sheets. Any thoughts in his mind fizzled into a fuzzy haze from his orgasm, and as you let go of him, his body fell onto the bed, a few whines leaving his lips.

“Such a good princess for me,” you cooed, pulling the strap out carefully before moving to rub his shoulders. “I love you, Jisung.”

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