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autumnalsteahouse · 11 months
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this is so sero-coded.
thinking about how after a night out with your friends, you couldn’t get Hanta out of your head. before you left, he looked so hungry.
“baby…” it was like he couldn’t decide which part of you was calling his name the loudest, his eyes were slowly shifting down each inch of your body, “looks like you’re on a mission to get free drinks tonight.”
The blush warmed your cheeks a little too quickly, just like the smile that you were trying to push down.
It’s been a little over two years since you’ve first gotten together, but when he looks at you like that… it gives you the slightest glimpse into later tonight. The thought has you shifting, clenching yourself under his weighted gaze— something that doesn’t go unnoticed.
hanta pulls his lips in before his skilled tongue darts between them and licks his bottom lip, “or is this for me?…” he draws out, wandering gaze leading back up to your stare.
“Is this for me to peel off when you’re done with the club?” he mumbles, stepping towards you; close enough to where his fit front is against your back, the curve of your ass slots perfectly against his stiffened cock. “when you come home after being ogled at and all you wanna do is feel how full I can make you?” his lips were ghosting the shell of your ear, raising goosebumps all along your skin. His hands, spread and open-palmed, cupped the fat of your hips as he presses impossibly harder against you. “This is a little reminder for you that no matter how bad those lame asses want you, they could never fit the print of my dick that I’ve carved into that pretty pussy.”
you were close to salivating, the temptation to stay home was weighing heavily on the scale of options— you did promise your friends that you’d go out… but you didn’t specify for your long…
A couple of hours. That’s how long you could take before all thoughts led to the yearning of felling just how full your boyfriend could make you. The way his dick perfectly curves to hit the gummy spot that makes you feel like you’ve melted into a puddle of warm wax, the way his toned arms hug you close to shape each other perfectly— skin on skin, hot and sensual. In your semi intoxicated state, you needed it now more than ever.
“Hanta…” you whine uncomfortably into the phone, fiddling with your keys while trying to balance the device between your cheek and your shoulder.
“what is it, baby? Are you home?” his voice comes through the phone like velvet, warm and inviting, enticing the human equivalent of a purr out of you.
“‘Mm home but the keys are being so mean…” you trail off as the keys jingle in opposition while you sift through them.
It took no more than 3 seconds for the door to swing open with a shirtless and disheveled Sero Hanta to greet you. He was back-lit, mullet extra shaggy, his broad chest rising and falling as if to even out his breath— not to forget the grey sweatpants that hung low to expose the dark happy trail that guided your eyesight from his belly button to the fulfilling print that was teasing you with every passing second.
You felt yourself salivate.
“those clothes need to come off-“ he nearly growled before cutting himself off by pulling you in by the waist.
You could barley gasp when you were pulled in, there was no time before his lips were on yours.
Animalistic was how it felt, everything went by so fast— your shoes were scattered somewhere, bag dropped and so we’re the keys. Hanta’s hands were everywhere and feeling everything, all the while, you were reminded how hard the man before you was with every hard press against him.
“Were you stroking my pretty cock while I was gone?” you moaned, attempting to sound like honey as you watched him haphazardly kick off his sweats.
“fu… your cock?” he looked back down at you, almost rabid with his pupils so dilated, only making the thumping of your clit heavier.
taking a few steps back, his calves hit the back of one of the chairs in the living room, prompting him to fall into the seat.
“that’s my cock, just like this pretty pussy is yours.”
the look on his face was that akin to a worshiper seeing the deity he’s placed all his faith into— eyes wide and jaw slacked. he followed your movements as you slip out of the base of your fit, leaving you in only your top as you go to straddle his bare lap…
tagging: @nkogneatho
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crybaby-bkg · 9 months
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“Are you ever angry?” You ask quietly, head resting in Bakugou’s lap. His thumb pauses where it strokes your cheeks, the far away gaze in his eyes suddenly snapping into focus as he looks down at you. He looks…different than you remembered, before you both were cast out of the pearly gates.
His hair doesn’t shine as bright as it used to, and it falls a little flatter without the halo pulling it up, soft. His eyes still hold that hardened gaze as a battle angel, but they’re deeper now. More sunken in and hollow, the flickering ichor now a stained crimson. His face is scarred and his hands are rough after the fall but he’s just—different.
“About what?” He asks, his lips pursed in confusion. You reach a hand up, stroking over his bottom lip, smooth a hand through his hair. You can almost feel the throbbing light radiating from him, can almost see how broad and ivory his wings would spread and hold you tight to him.
“It all. Everything. The fall.” You whisper, try not to shrink into yourself with the way Bakugou’s lip curls back in disgust. He pulls away from you and you sit up, resting on your knees, looking at him in such a way that his heart pangs in his chest.
His heart, something he’s never had a reason for when he still had his fists bathed in heavenly fire and no ounce of rebellion hidden under sinless skin. It aches in his chest at the mention of life after being kicked out with the only thing he could hold onto—you.
“Why would I miss my thoughtlessness? My inability to make a decision for myself? Why would I miss being a pawn?” Bakugou is all snarls, all snapping teeth and jowls, but it doesn’t scare you. He’s never scared you, even when his gait was limp from the impact of hard soil, and his hands grew rough, and his back grew jagged from ripped feathers.
“I miss it.” You whisper so carefully into the humid night, hands reaching for his own trembling ones. “I want to be holy again, Katsuki.”
He hisses at you, snatching away like you’ve burned him, like you’ve seized his halo and ripped it into two until it split into horns. Looks at you with such heavenly fire burning in his gaze that you want to shrink beneath him.
“Well—well I don’t. Find someone else who will, cause it sure as hell ain’t me.” You wonder who he’s trying to convince here, with his shaky voice and fluttering eyes and trembling mouth. You stare at him for a long while, lips wobbling at the gravity of it all. Your head hangs low, gathering yourself in your arms, head bowed to him—it’s the only thing you’ve ever known.
“Just hold me for now.” You murmur, eyes low as you settle yourself in his arms, forcing your way into his hold. “Please?” You tack on, unafraid of his bite, his snarl, his growl. Bakugou sits there stiffly for what feels like a century, but you’re used to waiting.
He gathers you in his arms slowly, pulling you into his chest, his body covering yours completely. And if you let yourself relax enough, you can almost feel the warmth of his wings surrounding you again.
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itoshi-s · 1 year
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who from bllk does this remind u of?
RIN 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 nghgghhhhhh all while he gives you THE look.. acts so collected, as if he’s not literally leaking in his pants. yeah. unbuckles his belt w one hand and urges you on by giving the leash a pull, “work for it” 😵‍💫😵‍💫
also kaiser — has u all leashed up and sitting there so prettily for him, but absolutely loves when you give him a bit of an attitude. grins w satisfaction as you tease him even despite your submissive position,, knowing he’s got a good reason to tug u around now !!!
AND LAST BUT NOT LEAST .. listen .. kunigami 😦 manhandles you around, pulls you back into him when he hits it from the back — wraps the leash around his fist for good leverage, but might end up just hooking his fingers behind the collar and pull until you’re breathy and crying out for him 😳
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punkeropercyjackson · 4 months
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Thinking every character would be into older men is a weird ass assumption to make actually,especially when the characters in question aren't even adults
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rottiens · 2 months
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bc apparently my brain is still on this... Stepbro!Choso wondering why Sukuna is so damn attached to you (he's a lil jealous at his close you are lbr) so one weekend Sukuna is out of town and it's raining and so Cho borrows his cologne/deodorant so he smells like Sukuna and crawls into your bed like his brother always does.
It takes him less than a minute to realize how wet and needy you are just from his scent... He's a little flustered about it tbh, especially when you cuddle into his warmth and whimper when his fingers slip past your folds...
please help I can't get the stepcest out of my brain
A scent kink? Please I beg for mercy because I can't take it anymore. I wonder when the day will be when I read about this au/your ideas and my body doesn't start shaking. I- i- thought you were going to add the fact that this would be the beginning of the masked guy who comes to your room with the skeleton design ski mask and makes you cum while all you can see are his eyes…….
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prettyboykatsuki · 1 year
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Okay but like…is Diluc a siscon and if so, how does he differ from Kaeya?
cw ; afab + fem!reader, stepcest / incest, dark content, cuckin (?) but not rlly diluc is just peeping, 18+
his response is a lot less like. shameless and a lot more protective.
don't get me wrong, kaeya is also protective about you but not in the way diluc is. kaeya will let boys flirt with you. he'll spin you around in your nice dresses and wont object to someone trying to court you. you'll always be kaeyas adorable little sister, and for that reason - he is unconcerned about stuff like that. you don't like kaeya, but he loves you and he loves when you're a little squirmy around him. the torment is kinda part of his gig for him.
you do however, like diluc. diluc has more of a sense of responsibility towards you. so it isn't easy for him for a long, long time. it's probably something he hides internally for so long. it's probably catching you and kaeya in the act that makes him really confront his feelings. because he isn't angry, or even disgusted. he's jealous. he's always been so protective of you. vets all the boys who even try for your attention. you werent allowed to date for the longest and it only got worse when your dad was out of the picture.
he doesn't think he makes it obvious but he will fully admit that he doesn't find anyone as beautiful as you. which seems nice at first, but it's really that he is a little bit sick about you after all. he holds it back for so so long. so long. he goes so long without talking about it or mentioning it. but he watches kaeya sit you on his lap through the cracks in his door (kaeya left it open so he could see) and looks so closely at the face you make.
you whine kaeyas name so nice. you're a mess for him, and kaeya has this gleam in his eyes as you lower yourself on his cock and hug his chest and oh diluc is thinking such bad thoughts about you. and he's so fucking hard. never been so hard in his life that he staysd and watches the whole time. kaeya takes you from behind on the desk and all diluc can do is stare and fight the urge to walk in there.
it takes a long time for anything to happen. i think when you're defenses are lowered, you sort of throw yourself at him and diluc is really want to refuse but you've got your skirt hitched. rubbing your sweet little cunt right on the edge of his slacks, material thin as air and see through and diluc has his hands fisted at his sides.
he really almost manages to breakt through and bring himself to push you away but oh, you bat your little lashes - wet with these pathetic tears and go "you don't think im pretty," and oh that protectively brotherly urge burns in his chest.
"you're beautiful. of course you are." and you're still moving your hips and whining. a life time of spoiling you catching up with him all at once.
"c-can you show me? please?"
and diluc just has to convince himself its for you before he goes "anything for you."
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calicostorms · 3 months
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I have long forsaken God, but I am praying to Him tonight again. Loud tired sigh
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brawlqueen · 8 months
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PSA * !
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while i don't need or really....like? to make these posts, and i try not to be personal unless my mutuals are people that i am comfortable sharing it, but i've definitely been struggling to write period. writer's block, call it what you will, but it's definitely been causing me anxiety when it shouldn't. so i decided to start replaying uchikoshi games of course, i just finished ai.tsf and am onto a.ini, as much as i have some gripes with it, oh well, we make our own canon - but i wanted by choice, to kinda explain that.
one thing that's really really important to me is mutual communication. that doesn't translate to: 'tell me everything that's going on and every personal detail. ' it just means, i feel that if something is up with me that's affecting my fun on the dashboard, then i wanna just bring it up.
most of my friends here know i've been having a lot of social anxiety. which is kinda weird for me since i'm a fairly confident / extroverted person! but you know what that's okay, but i've been kind of a ghost on my discord. i keep second guessing everything i say to most everyone, and it has nothing to do with a single person, there's nothing wrong i feel about any of my friends. i'm just /anxious/.
i also, am just accepting that due to some personal health issues, nothing major, (ex: insomnia amped up, for mental reasons ) that my adhd is all over the place. most of the time when i get to be home i'm snuggling my bear uh -- i mean, my rescue great pyrenees sasha or just doing 'icon therapy' which is me making batches of screencaps and converting them to icons.
i'm not ignoring anyone, and i just don't know what to really say right now in a lot of conversations. i stumble over my typing and delete little sentences because my anxiety has been so bad. but also for me, with that adhd, sitting in it is infinitely worse, and i'm sorry if this sounds like i'm complaining. i just like being upfront!
so yeah, dm buddies i'm not ignoring you, or purposefully being slow. roleplay partners / friends, new mutuals waiting on meme asks or threads, hell even mizuki's birthday stuff, which is FOREVER btw to this stan, i am not trying to make it seem i'm disinterested or quite frankly i don't drop threads unless you would like me to. i just may not be at the speed you like. and that's okay! we meet each other half way.
but yeah i kinda really have wanted to address this because i can feel mizuki kinda coming back if that makes sense? there's so much to explore with her, but even mutuals i don't even know that i dearly want to interact with, please know you can send random asks or throw people at mizuki any time. i know this isn't a job. i know not to force myself, and trust me, i don't.
but i just...didn't want to leave the wrong impression that may be 'lily's ignoring me / lily dropped our stuff / ' it isn't so much bluntly, for anyone as much as it is me wanting to tell you i just don't operate that way i guess? i wouldn't treat someone like that. everyone has their way of operating on this site and as long as it's not hurtful i think it's fair and valid. i just wanted to explain. for myself, and hopefully clear up if anyone is confused about me.
i appreciate everyone's patience and the talent they bring to the dash, even if i don't know your muse(s), but i do know that i followed you for a reason so please be patient with me as i get through this. i think writing is so relaxing for me, so slowly feeling mizuki come back is a very, very comforting thing. she's my favorite girl ever, the girl ever period for me, and i never aim to make this a job.
so i'm gonna be gentle to myself and these asks and threads you might go 'well that was ages ago' and that's okay. what's important for me is that my intentions are always clear, and hopefully, always seen as they are as best i can: well meaning. that said, since i don't wanna make this a job, please don't do it either okay? - lily.
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dreamlogic · 1 year
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#shit chat#family cw#parents divorcing: dad moved into tiny apt & doesn't want anything. mom moving to kentucky in a few weeks? months? w/ new fiancee#brother sick of the drama; doesn't want anything & isn't talking to my mom rn (understandable)#so i'm. pawing through 30 years of my parents' junk trying to sift out & salvage childhood relics#the leftovers mostly bc my mom has already laid claim to most of the things i have a strong attachment to#and currently having an existential crisis on my bedroom floor sorting through xmas decorations to keep/donate#like damn my childhood has so much substance in my memory & these objects seemed imbued with so much magic#and looking at it now there's a few things that still have a glimmer of life but mostly it's just cheap old shit.#i don't want any of this; i just want the sense of comfort and love and security of a functional loving family#but the divorce is also dredging up a lot of shit that i'm further processing in therapy#and i'm coming to the very depressing realization that a lot of my childhood kinda sucked ass#not all of it! and looking at photos i still feel strong positive emotions towards my past#but there really isn't any legacy to speak of. heirlooms consist of a few sentimental tchotchkes & a box of old picture books#also my mom kinda fucking sucked as a parent in ways i'm only just now allowing myself to admit & examine#like i don't think i could ever hate her or write her off completely and i did get certain wonderful aspects of myself from her#but she hasn't consistently been a Good Mom to me. p much since my brother was born when i was like 5.#more like a very mentally ill fair-weather friend who was also partially responsible for raising me#god this sucks. but at least i have a box of delicate sparkly glass baubles that i can smash on the pavement for catharsis sometime#anyways. friends if it seems like i've been more hermit-y and avoidant than usual lately– this is why#i've been estranged from most of my extended family for years & used to be really close with my immediate family.#which is currently a reeking dumpster fire that's choking my life with noxious smoke#and p much all of my energy & free time is going towards not letting actively retruamatizing current events nuke my brain#brother & i agreed that the current Vibes are like...#trying to cut loose the life boats from a sinking ship and get clear before the water displacement sucks us under#but i finally have all my shit out of the house except furniture that can't be moved until my mom moves#so the gaping chest wound is slowly starting to scab over and i can start actually clearing out some of this shit &#tracing the panicked exodus back to a more grounded stable version of myself#ugh.
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h3avenish · 2 years
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my camera roll is a mood af rn
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scover-va · 5 months
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Quick hc time the reason ennard becomes spaghetti after leaving michael’s body (im imagining its kinda like how molten freddy looks just w/o the makeshift hands + face) is bc they left most of the body behind. Probably brought most of the torso some limb parts and some head stuff but most of it was left in Michael. Makes it easier to get out (just simply disconnect parts that are in the ‘hard to wiggle out of’ areas) and it gives a bit of reasoning for how Michael can properly move around and also isnt just a floppy sack of skin
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crowncursed · 7 months
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"Is that really your opening line?" Sorry, lady, he's already engaged and has the ring on his finger to prove it.
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"I'm sure you're a kind lady, but why don't you workshop it a bit before you try it on other guys. You spelled extremely wrong."
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itoshi-s · 1 year
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I can’t tell who this is from bllk
bachira !!!!!!!!!!! loves loves looooooves watching you and the pretty n fucked out expressions u make !! </3 teases u w his fingers until you’re getting teary eyed, he’s a lil restless w them tbh but he’s just so needy. he’s so desperate to see you come, almost as much as u are :( prob coos at u a lil and gives a breathe chuckle or two cause you’re taking him so well and you cum so quick !
but hold up them being in the car too 🤕 ohh this gives me some MAJOR reo vibes.. in the back of the limo .. hear me out 😦 prob on your way to some event neither of you really want to attend, but you look stunning and it makes his cock twitch in his slacks. he’s gonna need you to take care of it before you leave the car, but first things first, he has to have you writhing for him so sweetly :( knows the driver won’t hear you, but shushes you anyway. there’s plenty of space to use up, yeah, but then again, this position really lets him see all of you and nothing gets him as hard as watching your body react to the pleasure he’s givin u :(
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prettyboykatsuki · 5 months
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Giggles and kicks my feet. Big brother fuck or die with Wyll gonna drive me to lunacy
anon lock ur fucking doors at night bc WHY would you put this into my cranium. falls to the ground in a pile of ash and flame
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eyefocusing · 1 year
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i got one of my grails this month too!! the aerialbots have my favorite g2 designs out of all the combiners so you Know ive had my eye on the g2 decos of the cw team. no superion pics rn bc ive got all their little accessories and combinery bits put up right now but! so excited!!!
(g1 slingshot is being used as a placeholder for g2 slingshot for obvious, Gold Plastic-related reasons)
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carbonateddelusion · 1 year
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I think I should make Morel Orel but. for my OCs <3
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