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cinnbar-bun · 2 years
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NSFW HCS- Larxene, Marluxia, Saix, Xemnas
Posted on my AO3: Right here
Warning: Unlike most of the other ones, this is a bit more intense (that's kinda what you get for including Larxene and Saix lol).
There are mentions of pain, bloodplay, electrocution, berserk form, and choking. If those topics are uncomfortable, I would suggest skipping this one.
Larxene 
Larxene is not for the faint of heart- but I’m sure you already knew that 
Canon sadist- she loveees inflicting the pain on you
Unlike some of the other ones who don’t wanna hurt you- Larxene revels in it; bloodplay, knifeplay, electrocution, asphyxiation- if you didn’t know any better it’s almost as if she’s trying to kill you
She enjoys being on top and hates the idea of relinquishing control freely at first; it makes her uncomfortable and she just isn’t about that life 
She WILL however have so much fun if you try to fight back and take charge- then she knows she can really break you 
Big on humiliating you and telling you all sorts of mean things. If you’re into that, she’ll definitely keep it up 
Loves teasing you in public- after all, you’re so disgusting to like what she’s doing to you, it’s almost like you want the others to see it. 
Big on toys and other items, she totally could do things with just her hands but honestly, she finds it hotter to use things to make you feel better. 
Loves when you’re loud, she gets really disappointed if you’re quiet, and it makes her go harder to get a reaction from you 
Despite her ahem lovely exterior, she’s a very ride or die kinda girl and doesn’t wanna include others in this. She’ll totally get off with the chance of you two getting caught- but someone actually seeing you two? Big no. She hates that and absolutely doesn’t want any of the other org members to know this 
I think the only one she’d ever really consider to join in is Marluxia but other than that, they all can piss off
Like I said, she’d really hate to give up control and doesn’t wanna feel powerless, however, I think after a while of you two being together, she might try and bottom (or at the very least, be a power bottom) but that’s a big maybe and it’s gonna take a lot for her to even try 
Her aftercare is not all that good, but compared to how vicious she can be, it’s a huge difference. She’ll prolly just make you both shower (“ugh, it reeks in here now”) then have you locked in a deathgrip when you both lay down. Occasionally you’ll hear her teasingly whisper, “you’re not so bad, you know…” and just pepper a few kisses over your bruises and neck before she falls asleep next to you. 
Totally possessive and doesn’t take kindly to the other members tryna make jabs at you
Marluxia 
Saying Marluxia “has sex” or “fucks” is such a detrimental understatement. This man makes love to you. 
Despite having no heart, he could almost fool you into thinking he did with the way he just effortlessly makes you melt with a touch of his finger 
He’s a switch- he will pamper but he’s kinda a narc so he thinks you should pamper him back, it’s just fair. (Although how could you resist with how amazing he is) 
He’s the kinda guy who has a bottle of champagne and roses on the bed- THATS the kind of experience Marluxia gives. 
When he’s domming, he’s very thorough- almost no part of you goes untouched. He just has to touch you and feel you all over, whether with his mouth or his fingers. 
When he’s giving you the reins, he is a spoiled brat. He practically is begging for your attention and demanding you touch him all over. 
Loves your hands and fingers. Stroke him gently and he’ll be sighing and whispering some praise or dirty talk 
He’s willing to experiment and be a bit crazy- depending on his mood. He’s very open during sex and he’s also a bit of a wild card when it comes to you. Not as crazy or experimental as say, Axel or Larxene, but willing to get down. 
Definitely would put him as one of, if not the, most romantic member of Organization 13. He cannot feel or have a heart, but he does put effort into making sex somewhat more intimate than the others. He just isn’t too trusting nor is he someone easy to become intimate with, so he takes it seriously. 
Really into oral, both giving and receiving. He also is just big on his mouth on you, or yours on him. Your lips are like his favorite part of your body and he goes nuts for them. Consider adding some colorful lipstick or shiny gloss and watch him lose his mind
Honestly, sex is a pretty talkative time with the both of you. When he is not dropping expletives or whispering dirty talk, he does like to praise your body or discuss the future he wants with you. He does talk a lot though so shut him up with some kisses. 
Aftercare is a must, but honestly he wants you to spoil him and complains if you don’t. He likes both of you sitting in the bath or quietly talking in the bed after you finish. He gets really introspective sometimes and likes to talk about his plans. 
Saix 
Let’s get something out of the way real quick. He REALLY fears having sex with you because he knows if he goes berserk on you it will be an unpleasant experience all around, and he worries greatly that you will be hurt. 
He is a possessive lover and his berserker side makes him actively refuse to see you at night or anytime leading up the moon rising. Straight up will lock himself away because he can’t trust himself. 
It takes a long time for those barriers to be broken down, and Saix is a stubborn mule who is unwilling to argue when it comes to your safety. 
A compromise is made though- sex only during the day (at least right now). It’s definitely not as romantic but at the very least Saix can relax knowing he’s not gonna switch. 
And trust me, with this agreement, Saix takes full advantage of it. Be prepared to memorize the details on the desk, because that’s what you’ll be seeing from now on every time Saix calls you to his room or office. 
He tries to control himself but you’re just so pliable and soft, and it’s so much easier to take his aggression and stress out on your ass instead of the others. You aren’t complaining too much with how he handles you, and it’s almost a bit fun to get the others to rile him up to give you attention
Very much a dom and does not like being submissive or in a position where he is weak. He just doesn’t like giving up control. Course, that can be worked on another time when he eventually feels more relaxed with intimacy. 
Big sir kink. You only refer to him as sir or master or whatever other term he deems you call him. Big on power struggles and dynamics where he is on top
Humiliation kink for you. He might try and have you humiliate yourself in front of the other Organization members (like maybe forcing you to sit on his lap or call him a name) but in general he kinda wants that kept in private. He both loves and hates the fact that the other members know, and a part of him finds it untoward, but another part thinks its all too amusing to watch you get flustered. 
He’s… really selfish at first. There’s no other way to put it than selfish. He really only saw sex as a way for him to feel something of an emotion, and an extension of his control for you. He doesn’t focus too much on getting you off or satisfying you since he already got off. He treats you like a cum dump at first I’m sorry
It’s only after an argument or discussion where you bring it up that he confronts himself and recognizes he has to actually put in the effort beyond just being physical. He’s gotta make the time to make you feel special and enjoy it too. 
And that’s where you’ll see the best version of Saix, the slow, methodical beast of a man who will quietly murmur praise and orders, or just tease you in that nice voice of his. This new awakening in him makes sex more pleasurable, fun, and just way more intimate than before. 
He can still be a beast in bed, and trust me, sex with Saix is anything but gentle, but it feels way more loving when he tenderly kisses your neck while going to town on you. 
Run your fingers over his scar. Oh my gosh, the man is so WEAK for it, it’s crazy. He finds it revolting and the fact you can just look at him, touch him, and love him so unconditionally is indescribable. He gets even more urgent and needs you to feel how you make him feel. 
He doesn’t talk much during, or after sex. His aftercare is pretty shit at first too, where he’d either order you to get out or just leave. But after a while he gets into the groove of things and likes to stroke your head or wash you and then cover you in a blanket so you can rest. He expresses himself more with physical actions and he hopes you understand that he loves you so damn much even if he doesn’t have the heart or the words to say it honestly. He really wants his heart back so he can stop being a coward and truly express all that he wishes to deep down. 
Xemnas
Take what I said about Marluxia and multiply it by a thousand. This is not fucking, this is not sex, this is not even making love- no, it is an experience
It is earth-shattering, world-breaking sex with a bronze god
We already know his voice is hot. And he knows how much you love it. He likes to give you orders and whisper sweet nothings in your ear, all to watch you crumble and melt in his arms
Sex with him is slow. Very slow. But its purposeful. Every touch, word, breath, is done precisely to have you wailing for him. He likes be thorough and make sure every inch of you has been touched and loved. 
Frankly speaking, he adores your very being. If you get to the point where the Superior is in love with you- he is obsessed. Everything about you is entrancing and he can’t resist it. 
One thing he loves- no, needs- is eye contact. He is gravitated to your eyes always, it’s one of his favorite parts about you. Your eyes are gorgeous orbs, the windows into your soul he wants to drown and melt in. He will even remark during sex for you to look at me. Look. Don’t break away. Let me see you in all your glory
Sex to him is a way for you to be as one. He wants to break both of you down- mind, body, soul (heart)- and experience the thing he’s been wanting to for so long. He wants to be overwhelmed by your very being, and have you be overwhelmed by him in return. He wants his thoughts to be only of you, to feel only you, to touch only you- he is obsessed with you and wants you to be the source of his light. 
Pet names- “dear”, “darling”, “my heart”, “my love”, “my light”, “my everything”. 
Despite his exterior, he’s actually willing to let you take the reins (provided you two have been doing this for a while and he is comfortable with you). But he’s condescending as heck. He’ll let you do your thing, but he’s cooing praise at you that sounds like he’s belittling you. It makes it as if you’re just his prey, and he’s toying with you before he gets the power back. Maybe. Maybe not. 
Loves when you run your hands through his hair, it makes him shiver when he feels your hands rove through his body. Compliment him too and he’ll be happy. 
He likes to “show you off” and remind everyone that you’re his. Sometimes he’ll just ‘steal’ you away in front of others to satisfy his obsession and have it be a warning to the other members not to mess with you. 
He loves breathy, light moans. Something about you trying to catch your breath and being too wrapped up in the pleasure he’s giving makes him feel such a rush. He can’t describe it and his thoughts trail into wondering what other sounds you can make. 
He often just gives way to his thoughts when he’s having sex with you. It can be fun or veer off into almost making you actually see heaven. He’ll wonder how you feel if he bent your body that way- and he’ll hit a spot you didn’t know he could and you’ll melt. Then he’ll wonder how you’ll behave if he stopped your breathing, and then it goes a bit haywire. His need to answer his obsession with you as well as his curiosity as a researcher makes him liable to actively hurt you. If you’re cool with that, he’s down and willing to continue. But if you’re not, he retracts immediately and stops. This is supposed to make you both one and if it doesn’t, he won’t do it again (or at least without a warning). 
Loves blindfolding you and discussing exactly what he’s going to do, then make you beg. It gives him such a power trip and he loves how you crumble underneath him and beg for him to touch you. He likes to rip the blindfold off when you two are getting closer to reaching the end and watch your eyes. 
Aftercare is also god tier- but in a different way. Yeah he’ll clean you and whatever, but it’s after when you two are sitting together that it becomes like a whole new thing of its own. 
He’ll caress you, pepper small kisses onto the crook of your neck, and hold you close. Sometimes he likes to talk too, and his voice is so good you quickly fall asleep. He’ll continue to stroke your head then whisper how much he adores you and how you’re his heart. Xemnas also feels calmer hearing your heartbeat or seeing your chest rise and fall in time with your breathing. All these things make you so alive and he can’t help but crave to want to have that as well. Soon. Soon he’ll become whole again. And soon, he can truly be yours.
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vento-di-fata · 1 year
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Me two years ago: *reads a Soriku fanfiction with soft dom Riku* Oh shit I think I'm into that.
Me today: *reads a Soriku fanfiction with kinky dom Riku bending Sora over the baking counter* OH SHIT I AM DEFINITELY INTO THAT.
Both of these fics have been written by the same author, so thank you dear author for giving me my dom Riku sexual awakening.
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therealmofamorus · 6 months
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Sequel to 1
(Ask, Original Male Stud Crossover, Domestic Life) First question is for Ventus. How has you landlord been acting like, ever since she finally got her way? Second question is for Tsunade. Is there a reason why you got a cup that specifically says Momkage?
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Ventus holding a mug of alcohol-filled coffee, a thousand yards look on his face.
Ventus: She been acting exceptionally smug about her success in ensnaring me.
Tsunade: *Smile* It pretty obvious why’d this mug.
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that-wildwolf · 5 months
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I realise this is not my follower base but does anyone perchance have any Soriku fic recs? 🙏
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glowingbadger · 2 months
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idk if this will be too specific so feel free to mix and match as you like, but 2, 16, 37, and 38 for Axel?
AXEL MY SPECIAL MAN I love him so much, always thrilled to write for him lol. And y'know, I've had this concept in mind with him for a super long while that, after he gets his heart back, he might have a hard time fully dealing with how intense his feelings for Reader-chan are, and how different it makes the sexual side of things feel for him, so I'm gonna roll with that for this and apologies in advance if it gets a bit longer than some of the other kink prompt drabbles~~
(Side note I wasn't sure who you wanted on the giving/receiving end of any of this so... I guessed lmao. Also because this was a lot of kinks for one piece, I played a little fast and loose with them and some are represented more than others. I was just kinda winging it idk)
Anyway man I spent too much time struggling to find any time to write lately so like if I have to come back to this in a week to fix word repetition and type-os then... so fuckin be it I guess lol
Axel (Kingdom Hearts) x GN! Reader
Kink prompts list #2 - body worship, #16 - praise, #37 - massage, #38 - size difference
NSFW 18+
Axel kisses you differently these days. Like the moment he feels your lips on his, he's struck by something powerful and compelling. Like he can't quite control himself. With his heart returned to him at last, you've quickly discovered the novel and enthralling sensation of it pounding rapidly beneath your hands when they come to rest on his chest. But then- just as he has every time since your reunion -he stops. The warmth of Axel's touch leaves you, and he pulls away even as your hands subconsciously remain clenched around his black t-shirt. You blink your eyes back into focus. He glows in the early evening light where the two of you have settled on a large blanket along the shores of the Destiny Islands. The stunning turquoise of his eyes still seems to sparkle like the sea itself, even as he glances away from you and sighs.
"S- Sorry," he mutters, his head hanging, "We should, uh, probably get back to the others, yeah?"
Your brow furrows, and you pause to watch him at first. It's impossible to tell in the bleeding reds and oranges of the coming sunset, but it almost seems as though his face is flushed pink. You wonder- have you ever seen Axel blush before? It doesn't seem like him. But then, he hasn't had his heart for very long.
Just as he starts to pull away from you, you find your voice,
"Axel- wait," you gently tug him back towards you on the blanket, and he follows so that he's made to face you, "Is... is everything alright?"
"Huh? 'Course everything's..." he trails off as he meets your eye. His expression falls, and you can tell he sees the pained concern on your face. He sighs.
"Sorry, I uh... Ugh," he runs a hand through his hair, exasperated, "Don't look at me like that, c'mon. I'll spill, okay? It's just," his posture deflates, "it's pretty lame."
You shift closer to him, straightening the scrunched up blanket as you do so you can pretend you don't notice the way his body tenses beside you.
"You've just... been worrying me a bit lately, that's all. About how you're doing and, well, about us."
"Woah, woah, hey now!" Axel frantically takes your hand in his, holding it almost painfully tight near his chest, "Don't go thinking like that! Don't ever think that! It's my fault- I'm... not used to actually feeling all of this."
You front a bit, then your brows raise as you gradually begin to understand. As you process, he elaborates,
"Before, when I 'felt' things, it was more like remembering, or thinking about feeling. Like... when someone tells you something really sad, and you feel bummed about it, but you weren't really there, right? It wasn't your sad thing that happened."
You get the feeling that, for him, this is a frustratingly inadequate metaphor. Still, you understand well enough, so you nod.
"I got used to that," he says, his eyes low before raising them to gaze at you with a sincerity that makes your chest ache, "But now, it's different- I feel everything. I feel it so much- an-and, being around you, it... drives me absolutely nuts. My heart," he releases your hand and places his at his chest, "It just goes wild when I touch you, sometimes it's like it's about to go up in flames."
You look at him warmly, leaning close.
"Well, if anyone could handle that, it'd be you."
He gives a short laugh through his nose, and his gaze softens.
"Guess so. Anyway," he sighs, "it's super lame, so... I didn't wanna bother you with this. But I kinda blew it, huh."
"It's not lame, Axel," you say with a grin, "Honestly I probably should have thought of that before now- I'm sorry I didn't. It must be really overwhelming to be feeling so many things for the first time in so many years. You were just a kid when you lost your heart."
"Guess that's fair..." his body finally relaxes a bit, but after a pause, he adds, "Still, I feel like a jerk though. It's not that I don't wanna be near you, or... touch you and all of that," there's a heat in his expression as he speaks, raising a hand to tentatively graze his fingers down your jawline, "Man, I really, really do."
"Then... maybe you just need to ease back into it?" you lean into the feeling of his hand at your cheek, offering what you hope is a reassuring smile. He looks at you, confused but intrigued, and you say,
"Like, maybe you could just, you know, practice touching me. Take it slow, don't rush, and, well... touch me as much as you want."
The crimson of his face rivals his hair, and his voice scratches just slightly in his throat,
"Wha- like, like a massage?" he gives a short laugh, "I mean, I'll try, but I've never-"
"Sure, like a massage," you smile, and immediately begin undressing to only the bathing suite you'd thrown on beneath your clothes. He's seen your body before, back in his Nobody days- many times, and every inch. Now, you see his chest slowly rise and fall as he breathes deeply, watching you with something like awe in those bright teal eyes. A part of you dearly wishes you could fully understand how it feels for him. How world-shaking it would be to live without true emotions of your own, to somehow come close to love in that state, and then to one day regain those feelings and be confronted with the full intensity of it all. You wonder if he'll ever fully adjust; he lived without a heart for a decade, after all. But, at least for now, he seems very interested in that massage idea.
You lay across the blanket on your stomach and glance expectantly back at him over your shoulder. This seems to shake him back into the present moment, and he positions himself above you. Your body warms at the reminder of how much taller he is than you- the way that, in the past, he'd been able to manhandle you, touch any part of you, overwhelm you while you gasped his name. You shake the thought from your mind for the time being- he needs you to take this slow. For now, anyway.
Axel's hands come to rest tentatively at your shoulder muscles, and you smile at the familiar warmth of his touch. He's always been warm, though you suppose that only makes sense. Very gently- almost too gently- he begins to rub your shoulders up to the muscles at the base of your neck. You close your eyes and exhale, smiling while your heart flutters at the chance to finally feel this, feel him. Gradually, he works down to your shoulder blades, and you let out a groaning sigh as he works out a knot you hadn't noticed prior.
"Mmm, that's nice..." you murmur. You feel Axel's body tense behind you. "You doing alright?"
"Yeah," he says, too quickly.
Before long, those strong hands reach a firmer and more consistent pressure, and he seems ever slightly more sure of himself. You allow yourself a few happy sighs and groans to encourage him, commenting now and then when something feels especially nice. He takes his time, and you're patient, reminding yourself that, for as much as you burn and ache for more, he needs to be the one to guide your pace. Yet by the time his hands run down your back, tracing your waist and reaching your hips, you can't help the cat-like way you squirm beneath him. He's closer to you now, and you can feel his heat behind you. For a moment, you think you feel something else, too- something hard and warm at the swell of your ass.
"Damn, Y/N..." he mutters as he runs those hands back up your body, thumbs applying a wonderful pressure close to your spine, "You're gonna make me lose it with those noises..."
"Mmh, but it feels so good, Axel," you luxuriate on your words, mercilessly prodding at his lust. Perhaps it's cruel to tease him this way; already, you can feel the harsher grip of his hands, and you're certain you hear something like him biting back a groan of his own. With a playful look back at him, you arch your body and say,
"I missed this, you know. Having you on top of me."
"You little..." his words trail off, but his hands wander lower, briefly groping at your ass in a way that reminds you of how he'd grabbed and spanked you in the past.
"Sorry, sorry," you say with a small laugh, "Is this too much?"
"No," he grips your thighs and runs his hands upward until he's cupping your ass in both hands, spreading it beneath the fragile barrier of your swimsuit, "Now that I'm past that first barrier... it's nowhere near enough. Maybe that's what I was really nervous about this whole time."
At first, you only hum pleasantly as he fondles your body, your pulse racing with the thrill of his hands meticulously tracing your every contour. When you finally think to speak, you ask,
"What do you mean?"
"I mean..." you feel Axel's thumb play along the edge of your swimsuit, just barely sneaking below the clingy fabric, "I mean that I'm so crazy into you that right now I can't think of anything but how badly I wanna show you exactly how my heart and body both feel about you. And once I start..." his body presses to yours, his lips brushing the shell of your ear, "I don't know how I'm ever gonna stop."
For a moment, you're mindless and breathless. The heat of him around you is intoxicating, warming you through to your core even as the sun begins to dip beneath the glassy ocean behind you. Axel props himself over you with one arm on the blanket beside you, while his free hand holds at your hip, tugging you against him so you can feel the pressure of his hard and throbbing cock against your ass.
"Please," you whimper, "Axel, I've missed you so much."
Without a word, he tugs your swimsuit out of the way and opens the front of his jeans. The head of his member presses to your needy, clenching little hole, then forcefully begins to spread you open around him as he thrusts forward. His impassioned groan is swallowed up by your gasping cry of his name, but for a moment, he simply remains sheathed in you. You'd nearly forgotten how big he is, and he seemed eager to remind you, but even so, you can tell he hasn't entered you to the base just yet.
"Sorry... for makin' you wait so long..." he grunts against your ear.
"Wo... worth it..." you barely manage to reply. The pain and pleasure of him stretching you around his iron-hard cock is mind-numbing. You feel the tingling sensation across your skin all the way to your fingertips. Then, just as you'd begun to get accustomed to his size, his hips begin to sway. Despite his desperation for you, he's gentle, carefully and gradually pumping into you at a pace that allows you to adjust as he fills you just a little deeper with each pass. Axel has always been so much more gentle than he wants anyone to know, but you adore the harsher things about him, too. When you feel the tinge of discomfort of his cockhead bottoming out inside of you, your ass finally meeting his lower abdomen, you sigh his name aloud in absolute bliss.
"How's... that heart of yours doing?" you half-sigh.
He's pressed against you, holding you with an incredible loving tenderness while his massive cock sends mind-breaking tremors through your core.
"On fire," he says, the pace of his thrusts picking up, his breath hot and ragged at the back of your throat, "I like it."
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hayisins · 4 months
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"i have wanted to kiss you every time i've seen you smile."
"then why haven't you yet?" ໒꒰ྀིっ˕ -。꒱ྀི১ ⊹˚. ♡
yippie a writing prompt !! this features lea and isa from kingdom hearts !! ♡ contains : fluff + implied nsfw ! a liddle smidge of angst and a whole lot of loveeeee ♡ enjoy !!
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the worlds left lea’s mouth faster than they intended too. both men found staring at each other in a stand off, a violent silence coming between them as they both processed what exactly these words could mean. immediately he cleared his throat, scratching his neck awkwardly as he tried to diverge any kind of idea as to why he’d even have such a rebuttal. that sentence tossed around in his mind. was this a confession? did his childhood best friend feel the same ??
shaking his head slightly, lea went to push his way past the other male. he wanted to run. he knew he’d had the confidence to quip back but the lost expression that plastered isa’s face was enough for him to understand that the feelings were probably negative to him. not a positive thing to want to kiss your best friend of almost 20 years. however something willed his feet to plant firm before walking away almost completely. another small moment of silence washed over as the two dared each other to speak.
“are you going to say anything ?”
lea was the first to break the silence, as he usually was. isa’s heart clamoured a bit before nodding, swallowing dryly he grabbed the wrist of his former best friend. in a switch motion the red head was pressed right up to the chest of his closest companion, both their faces burning hot as finally after all this time their lips had made contact.
inevitably this notion brought a smile to lea’s cheeks, one so wide their tender kiss had been broken. they both had no idea what this meant. they both had no idea what this meant for their future. however — wrapped in his arms, they both felt a warm sense of security and bliss. lips connecting once more as isa finally whispers to the heavenly man in front of him,
“that smile . . never failed to convince me of how beautiful your heart really is.”
a small chuckle from lea is what brought them back to reality, his hand tracing up isa’s back to gently grip the back of his hair, dragging his mouth closer,
“how ‘bout you come see just how beautiful all of me is?”
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elvenxwarrior · 1 year
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Kingdom Hearts Masterlist
Masterlist of Masterlists
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You can also find these posted on my AO3!
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Sora
• SFW Headcanons
• N|S|F|W Headcanons
Riku
• SFW Headcanons
• N|S|F|W Headcanons
Roxas
• SFW Headcanons
• N|S|F|W Headcanons
Axel / Lea
• SFW Headcanons
• N|S|F|W Headcanons
Ventus
• SFW Headcanons
• N|S|F|W Headcanons
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dark-elf-writes · 7 months
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Cloud with fangsssssss
Cloud getting a bit more fucked up from the JENOVA cells and getting the cat eye pupil and fangs to make him just a little more other than he already is.
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atomic-taco-muffin · 1 year
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Could I have a poly xigord (luxord and xigbar) sfw and nsfw headcanons with a shyish s/o where she hides behind one of them in public but gets really confident in private? Please and thank you 🤗🤗🤗☺️
You got it!
Warnings: Fluff then smut, Xigbar being an asshole (as he always is)
Rating: NSFW under the cut
Okay, Xigbar's gonna tease you for being so shy. That's obvious. I mean, this is Xigbar we're talking about
Thankfully, Luxord being the gentleman that he is, intervenes
But when you become confident in private, both of them are shocked
I'm talking shocked pikachu face shocked
They both think it's hot, more so Xigbar than Luxord.
But that will not stop the teasing
Like I said, Xigbar is a tease
Which means that he will either tease your sex till your crying or, my favorite, getting sick of his teasing and domming him.
Hell, even Luxord will dom him.
Please, oh please, degrade the rat man. He loves it!
He loves being called a whore and a slut cause he is.
But if the two are domming you, it's all praise and affection
With a lot of teasing
The aftercare tho, *chefs kiss* beautiful!
They're massaging all the sore spots and preparing a relaxing bath for the three of you
Now Xigbar falls asleep quickly, so you kind of have to work fast
But once everything is taken care of, you all fall asleep in your shared bed
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gogocrazycocoa · 1 year
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I was confused why there are so many Axel/Demyx fics on AO3 but now I know why. Turns out most of them (like at least 40% of the fics) were written by one person. The rest were mostly written by a mix of people.
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Dub good.  Good dub good.  Dub.  Good.  Yes.
Next week’s will kill me.
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phoenixiancrystallist · 8 months
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"Bobbi writes smutfic she intends to post within a year of joining a fandom" factoid actually false. Forspoken Georg, which speedran the hyperfixation process and also caused the brainrot, is an outlier adn should not have been counted
...anyway I'm doing great this morning, how are y'all? :D
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glowingbadger · 2 years
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I'd like to order a number 24 with Luxord and a female reader please
Ohoo, a most interesting concept dear Friend Anon, and I don't think I've ever written Luxord before- which is a shame, cause he's an absolute babe.
As always happens with characters I don't get to write as often, I got carried away and this is super long lmao. No one's gonna read my semi-dark fic about a side character from a twenty year old franchise with no recent new content but y'know what they say about writing smut: the most important thing is to have fun! :D
Obviously, big TW for the non-con themes in this one!
Luxord (Kingdom Hearts) x AFAB Reader
Kink prompt list #24 - Consensual Non-Con
NSFW 18+ V
You've lost- handily, at that, never even stood a chance. Having been dealt mediocre cards was one thing, but the absolute impossibility of parsing Luxord's mood and thoughts, of anticipating his moves, is another entirely. You like to think that lacking a heart gives him an unfair advantage, but even among his comrades, he's uniquely difficult to read. He had given no quarter, and now he seeks to take his prize.
Black leather glides smooth up your curves as Luxord's hands run along your hips and waist, admiring your exposed body beneath him. You scowl back up at those cunning eyes, your cheeks flushed more with frustration than embarrassment. He's seen your body before, after all- it had become his preferred prize after a soundly earned victory. Yet that doesn't stop you from twitching anxiously when his touch caresses up your inner thigh.
Luxord leans close from his position above you on all fours. You catch your breath- his lips are so near, you can feel his breath on your cheek. On instinct, your hands bolt up to his shoulders, shoving at his stronger frame. He barely moves, in fact, he responds with a low chuckle.
"Come now, I know the rules," he says with audible amusement, "Have I ever once tried to seize a prize I hadn't earned?"
"You- Nnh-!" you bite on your lip as two leather-clad fingers graze along your lower lips. Another laugh, and he takes a moment to remove and set aside his gloves.
"I propose another wager."
"Haven't you won enough?" you mutter, your tone harsh and bitter, your eyes narrowed into a glare.
"Oh, but this is your favorite game, Y/N. Though, to memory, you've yet to win a single match," he adds with a smirk. Your face burns a deeper crimson as you begin to glean his intent. His fingers are gently pressing into your folds, teasing your entrance until they're slick enough to easily push into you.
"Wha- what do I get... if I win?" you force the words out, if nothing else to distract yourself from the two digits expertly pulsing into your clinging pussy.
"If you can last three minutes without cumming, then that is where we will conclude our evening together. You are free to go, and we will only play again when you expressly request it of me."
It's appealing, to be certain- to be free of the humiliation of being made a Nobody's plaything, a momentary amusement, barely a night's distraction from an existence of emptiness.
"...And if you win?" you say, speaking only when you feel you can without letting slip a sigh or moan. His fingers stroke you deep inside, slowly thrusting, massaging your inner walls at a languid and erotic pace. Yet that infuriating grin- that never changes, never falters.
"If I win, you are mine for the night. All of you," his spare hand traces his fingertips along the curve of your bottom lip, "even these."
You whip your head to the side, turning from his touch.
"Well?" Luxord prompts. You groan irritably, every muscle in your body tensed. Then, though you refuse to meet his eyes, you mutter,
"Fine. Three minutes, right? Easy."
You grit your teeth, your jaw tight as you hold your voice steady.
"Three minutes, starting now."
"You've- you've been touching me for at least a minute already!" you spit back at him. His tone is light and playful in response,
"Ah, but my dear, you had not yet accepted the terms. The game cannot begin without the rules in place, no?"
With that, and a wave of his free hand, a sand-timer appears on a table beside the bed. You glance at it for a moment, willing the sand to descend faster as you watch.
Then, without warning, his fingers curl up against some incredible spot, and you gasp, your body arching up from the sheets.
"Ngh-! Ba... bastard!" you snarl, even as you've begun to pant for breath beneath him. Luxord gives no reply, merely watching you with that same impenetrable gaze while his fingers work expertly inside of you. The digits mercilessly stroke that same spot over and over, and you bite hard on your lip to keep your focus. Arousal gushes from your needy hole, welcoming him deeper despite yourself. He knows your body too well, details memorized in the throes of prior victories, long nights when he'd taken his pleasure and viciously granted you your own.
Your toes curl as you plant your feet hard against the mattress, bracing yourself, willing yourself to endure this. Luxord leans close once more, his lips drawing towards your neck.
"My, you're holding out longer than usual," he speaks softly, the brush of his lips and the graze of his beard at your throat sending a shiver through you, "What a shame it will be if I'm made to do without tonight."
"Fu... fuck off..." you groan, even as your thighs begin to tremble, tensing in around his hand. Luxord's laugh tickles the skin of your neck.
"Not to worry, regardless of the result, I will honor our agreement," his fingers push apart slightly, granting you just a taste of that pressure, the stretching feeling that reminds you of how his cock fills you, "Still, it seems tragic to leave your body without what it so clearly craves."
"Shut your- mmh..! Fuck, do-don't-!" his thumb nudges gently at your clit, and a jolt rushes up your center. His fingers continue rubbing you inside as he toys with the achingly sensitive little bud. And though he's quiet now, perhaps focused entirely on his efforts, Luxord's words had done their damage. Your mind is flooded with the memory of him pinning you to his bed, your drooling pussy welcoming him as his hips rolled and swayed against you. Of nights spent as an outlet for his appetite, used over and over until you'd dripped with his release, boneless and exhausted on his bed.
Your body is burning, your legs shaking. Heat builds tense at your core, longing for relief. You glance at the timer beside the bed, and while you can't place an exact number, you think you may have no more than a minute left. But your obvious desperation doesn't go unnoticed. Luxord directs you with a hand to look him in the eye.
"Do you know what I'm most looking forward to, Y/N?"
You can't possibly reply- you're panting, gasping, all of your focus on keeping yourself from bucking your hips against him, seeking his touch.
"I'm looking forward to tasting these beautiful lips at last," he murmurs, his eyes half-lidded as he watches your expressions, "I've always found that little rule of yours rather vexing. To think that tonight, I'll finally claim the one part of you that you've kept from me all this time... Ahh, yes- that's it, just let yourself feel it."
"No-!" you whimper, then bite down on your knuckle- it's no use. With a final shaky moan, your head tilts back, and your climax washes through you. There's no way to conceal it from Luxord- he would know by the familiar way your cunt squeezes and spasms around his fingers, so you don't even try. Besides, you don't want to consider what he may do if he felt you'd cheated at one of his beloved games.
"Pity, you were so close, too," he says in mock-sympathy over the sound of your unsteady breath. You're still trembling with the aftershocks of your orgasm as he pulls his fingers from you, this last moment of friction forcing a whimper past your lips.
You watch through hazy eyes as he straightens his back, kneeling over you. Never turning his eyes from the sight of you helpless beneath him, Luxord drags down the zipper of his usual black coat, then opens the front of his trousers to free his cock, clearly noticing the way your eyes fix on it. With a knowing smirk, he pumps his length in hand once, then again, until you regain yourself enough to force your gaze away. Then, leaning over you once more with a hand on the bed beside you and the other cradling your face, he says softly,
"Look at me, Y/N. That's right, just like that," his grin curls into something sadistic as he shifts closer, his hips fitting between your thighs, "I do so enjoy it when you look at me like that. All that rage, that defiance- it only heightens the thrill of victory."
With that, he presses his lips to yours, forceful yet purposeful. His tongue firmly toys with yours, and he tilts his head, kissing you against the bed until your head is spinning with this new, forbidden sensation. Without parting from you, he presses his cock to your heat, and you gasp at the sudden pressure of the tip parting you around him. You grab onto the front of his coat where it hangs open around his sturdy chest, and with weak and heavy arms, you try to push at him once more. Only now does he release you from his lips, uttering a low and haughty laugh that sets your hair on end.
"Fight me all you like, my dear. Conquest without struggle is so very bland, after all."
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thundazatrinket · 2 years
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[10/18/2022]
!!Seeking Kingdom Hearts Roleplay!!
❥Canon x Canon, MxM mostly
❥Literate, multi-para, third person pov style
❥nsfw is absolutely okay with me
❥Must be 18+
❥I play bottoms, but can play a switch if the situation calls for it
❥1x1, absolutely NO groups or threads!
❥AU's only pls
❥Ask for E-mail or Discord
[Pairings]
(Characters I prefer to write are in purple)
❀Vanitas/Ventus (Absolutely craving)
❀Sora/Riku
❀Axel/Sora
❀Roxas/Vanitas
❀Sora/Vanitas
!!All characters will be aged up for nsfw scenes!!
[Kinks]
Let's discuss them in pm! I'm fine with almost anything dark or fluffy. Only things I won't touch would be ABDL and scat. We can discuss plots too.
Ask for a writing sample if needed. ♡
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miyaur · 1 year
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omg can i req x-rated: the queen, blade with 7 and 10(?) its fine if u can only do one of those 👍👍 take as much time as u need to write huhu 🫶🫶
— i deleted my progress on this like 5 times, thne i went to sleep HELP
☆ warnings. nsfw, sex, all that stuff, fluff and smut at the same time, breeding kink (always n forever), bdsm, hickeys, choking
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You look so adorable with my hands around your neck. You know we're more than just friends with benefits, you know that. — headcannons on blade being into bdsm ig idk
definitely likes to choke you during sex. the bruise it leaves when he lets go turns him on, like super on. it's not like he wants you to get hurt, but when he sees the bruises or marks he put on you and you can't help but just take it all in makes him feel so good.
probably you both got on the stellaron hunter business together, meeting either as kids and been with each other since or, well, meeting in early adulthood. I doubt that he went to college or what, but he probably just met you at work too. then you both worked it up from there
had an insanely hard amount of time trying to get to know you as a person honestly, and while on a mission, you both just got so tired of competing with each other in silence, why not work together?
basically you guys had hate sex for no reason, that's it, and no one else but you two know about it. the way he breeds your hole should only be to his knowing. and that's how he's done it. but slowly he's started to be more publicly affectionate, and almost barking at anyone that flirted with you.
he just.. wants people to know you are not up for dating of any kind. but it's not like you guys were the one dating.. right?
jealous asf when he sees someone else makes you laugh, and fucks his frutration out on you when you both are in private.
but he knows you don't like it either when he's acting up with someone else, only you should make him feel like that, and letting him work so easily in and out of your hole is a good way to say you're mine!
he loves choking, like seeing you in pain isn't really what he prefers, but when he's the reason to cause that pain, and hearing your little whimpers when they're touched or what? damn!! do you wanna see mini carbon copies of him or what???
likes to see when someone notices the bruises around your neck from last night, because you were just so adorable with his hands around your pretty neck!
you both actually liked each other, but treated each other like just another one night stand, like no ❌❌ dont say that ❌❌ like you bth are in denial till he gotta say somthimg ☹️‼️
during sex, probably after filling up your hole w his warm cum n stuff, he'll finally say; "we are more than just friends with benefits, you know that."
and indeed you do, you both start going officially out together, starting at a little coffee shop. somewhere far and away from everything else.
as he worked so sloppily and messily in and out of your hole, he couldn't help but utter the words "we're more than just friends with benefits, you know that." your eager nods were enough for him to finally finish, feeling all his warming cum shoot up inside you. slowly you felt his cock go soft inside you, looking back to his gaze, "gotta make sure it sticks, babe."
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im mentally ill 😘😘😘‼️
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atomic-taco-muffin · 1 year
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May I please have the nort brothers, marluxia and xaldin with a virgin s/o headcanons? Thank you for the amazing work ☺️
I gotchu. I'm not gonna be able to do everyone cause my brain hates me but I hope you enjoy
Warnings: smut (duh), virginity loss
Rating: NSFW under the cut
Marluxia:
Oh my god, this man!
He goes above and beyond to make your first time as romantic as possible.
I'm talking, rose petals, candles, a nice warm bath, EVERYTHING
This man doesn't fuck, he makes love
Xaldin:
Now Xaldin is like Marluxia but not in the over boarding way like he is
Yes, he will make it romantic for you, but he'll keep it simple.
He will start off with a massage and then the two of you will slowly ease your way into the spiciness.
And you best believe he will make you a bath afterwards!
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