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bicayaya · 2 months
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beatrice’s instagram ✨
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ft. @keithsandwich and @olivermorningstar
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ferris-the-wheel · 3 months
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possibly my favorite character as of yet and i haven't even met him in the main story :^ just pulled his card and he is just ✨️yes✨️
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I've Endured, Now What?
Blue Iris - Mary Oliver / So This Is All I Will Ever Be? - Fatima Aamer Bilal / Vive, Vive - Traci Brimhall
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petaltexturedskies · 2 months
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Mary Oliver, from "Dogfish" in New and Selected Poems
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strawchocoberry · 10 months
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SHE SAID “FUCK ME LIKE I’M FAMOUS”, I SAID “OKAY”
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୨୧ featuring: shidou ryusei, oliver aiku, barou shoei, chris prince, michael kaiser x fem reader 
ଘ cw: manga spoilers || smut, nipple play, fingering, size kink, pet names, rough sex, dumbification, multiple orgasms, oral sex (m receiving), mirror sex, pillow humping, masturbation, voyeurism, degradation kink, thigh fuck, thigh riding, dacryphilia, breeding kink, creampie 
୨୧ synopsis: they ruin your little cunt while you’re wearing their jerseys 
ଘ wc: 4.5k
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ʚ SHIDOU RYUSEI ɞ 
“Shidou!” you called for him. “Your package is here!” 
Shidou didn’t respond to you. Curious about the contents of the package, you decided to open it for him. Knowing him, it was probably just some new sex toys or that maid outfit you had accidentally discovered that he ordered for you a few days ago. Your eyes widened as you saw the official U-20 uniform inside for his upcoming game. You traced your fingers on the back of the jersey along his name and number; Shidou 13. Taking your shirt off, you tried it on, the jersey barely covering your ass, as you were twirling around in the living room. 
A pair of two arms wrapped around your body, bringing your movements to a stop. You felt his hot breath fanning your neck, as he rested his head on your shoulder. “Seems like my package has arrived.” Shidou kissed your neck. Not the one he was impatiently waiting for, but fuck, he had never imagined seeing you in his jersey. His hands slithered underneath it, grazing your skin and making your breath hitch. A menacing smirk was curved on his lips as he realised you weren’t wearing a bra underneath. “Are you trying to seduce me, kitten? ‘Cause it’s fucking working…” he whispered in your ear. 
He was rubbing his clothed cock on your ass, whilst kissing your lips and playing with your nipples underneath his jersey. He hadn’t thought that seeing you in it would have this much of an impact on him and yet there he was, turned on and needy to fuck you. Placing two of his fingers in front of your mouth, he signalled you to open it for him and you obliged, your tongue sucking his fingers oh so perfectly, coating them with your saliva. He then slipped said fingers into your cunt, violently thrusting them in and out, having you bent over screaming, unable to maintain your composure. 
Shidou turned you around to face him and kissed your lips, as he guided you towards the couch behind you. The two of you lay down on your sides, still facing each other. His tongue slipped into your mouth, as you shared steamy open-mouthed kisses. Breaking your kiss, he removed your shorts and panties, placing your leg on top of his thigh, then rubbed teasing circles around your hole, making you moan, before he muffled your sounds with another kiss. You gasped, as he pushed his fingers in your cunt, picking up from where he left off earlier. 
You moaned as you sucked on his tongue, turning him on even more. You could see it in his eyes that were looking at you so lovely and yet so lustfully. Burying his face on the crook of your neck, he left behind hickeys and bite marks, leaving his mark on your body, while simultaneously fucking your wet pussy with his fingers, as you held tightly onto his shirt, your head thrown back and moans escaping your lips. You tightened around him, as you came undone, moaning his cursed name. 
You were panting hard in an attempt to regulate your breath, while Shidou kept fingering you through your orgasm, spreading your slick all over your inner thighs. Giving you a little time to collect yourself, he stood up and got rid of his clothes. He stood above you, one knee over the couch, his hand stroking his hard cock at your fucked out state, feeling the dopamine taking him to cloud nine, painting your ass cheeks with his cum. “Fuck— You’re making me explode, baby girl,” he groaned in pleasure. He then sat back down, taking you in his embrace, your head falling back on his shoulder, still quite dazed. 
Lining himself with your hole, you held onto his hands, as you slowly went down on him, a deep moan leaving your lips and having Shidou fight back his urge to go feral on you like a bitch in heat. You bounced yourself on his cock, moaning as he reached deep inside you. He was stretching oh so perfectly your gummy walls, you could feel every inch of him. His head had fallen back on the backrest, as Shidou kept looking at you riding him in his shirt. Only the thought that he’ll be wearing that shirt to the upcoming game had him on the verge of orgasming. 
He leant closer, biting down on your neck and engulfing himself in your scent. That’s when he snapped. Shidou held your waist bruisingly tight, before going ballistic, forcing your hips down on his shaft, his balls hitting your ass. You felt the air being violently driven out of your lungs, mouth agape and voice cracking, as your brain blacked out. “Go ahead. Cum all over my cock for me, baby girl,” he breathed in your neck. Your body obeyed his command, before your brain could even process it. 
ʚ OLIVER AIKU ɞ 
“It’s too bad that you lost to Blue Lock, but goodness you were so hot at that moment!” you squealed enthusiastically, watching for the 1000th time the moment Oliver congratulated Blue Lock on their win. The way he removed his glove with his teeth had you on a chokehold. 
Oliver could only just lay on the bed, running his fingers through your hair as you fangirled over him. He couldn’t help but find it kind of cute. “Well, now that the Japan U-20 team will be reconstructed by Blue Lock, I can’t help but wonder when — or more accurately if — I’m ever going to wear that uniform again.” He leant closer ready to kiss your lips, when you suddenly stood up and left the room, leaving him high and dry. He laughed at himself and just lay on his back with his eyes closed. 
“No matter what happens, I will always be rooting for you!” 
Hearing your voice, he opened his eyes to a surprise. You crawled towards him on the bed, wearing his jersey and kissed his lips softly. You were only going for an innocent little peck of his lips, but you should have known better. Oliver ran his fingers through your hair, his hand finding its way to the back of your head keeping you steady. You opened your eyes confused only to notice the libido gleam in his eyes; the bloody gaze of his that always had your body quivering with exhilaration. 
You melted all over him, grinding your already soaked cunt on his clothed cock. His hands rested on your ass, adding more force and friction to your movements. You moaned in your kiss, starting to lose yourself in the moment. Ridding you of your clothes, everything but his jersey, you stood on your knees on the bed, Oliver sat in-between your legs and pulled you down for another kiss, a more aggressive one, his tongue taking the upper hand of yours. He started rubbing your folds with two of his fingers, while his thumb was stimulating your clit, having you grab onto his shoulders for support. 
You gasped at how smoothly your cunt welcomed his fingers, tightening just right around them, making you feel them drag themselves along your velvet walls. Oliver curled them up, hitting your g spot, sending waves of pleasure throughout your body, as you moaned his name. He was bewitched at the sight of your lips parting to sing his name in his favourite tone, while you were wearing his jersey. His boner was starting to become unbearable. Pulling his sweatpants down, he used his free hand to stroke himself at the same tempo he fingered you. 
“Oliver… Need you… I need your cock inside me…” you moaned. 
“Ah fuck—” he shakily breathed as he cummed in his hand. 
You followed right after. As your body was overtaken by ecstasy, he removed his fingers, earning some whines from you. Holding your waist, he slowly slid you down on his shaft, making you moan at the sensation. You were impatient, so you started riding him, moving your hips relatively fast, feeling him stretch you out just like you wanted. With a swift move, Oliver manhandled you into lying on your stomach, him hovering on top of you and viciously pounding into your cunt. 
You had turned your face to the side, looking at him over your shoulder, as you moaned “Oliver…” and he would stumble to keep his sanity together, observing how gorgeous you were in his jersey. “Aiku 2” he read on the back, as he fucked you dumb, while leaving hickeys all over your defenseless neck. Maybe he needed to teach you a few things about defence. Or maybe he shouldn’t, because that would only make things more difficult for him. 
Your ass cheeks had turned red from the relentless thrusting of his hips. Oliver captured your lips, muffling your moans, as you kept creaming all over his cock. It was as if you wished he stayed there deep within you for eternity. And you indeed wished that. One of his arms wrapped underneath your hips, rubbing your clit, making your eyes roll to the back of your skull. You trembled underneath him and yet you couldn’t go anywhere. You were caged beneath him, forced to take everything he gave you. 
“I can never get enough of your tight little cunt, love,” Oliver moaned in your ear. You screamed, as you came undone, your fingers intertwined together, as he railed your pulsating pussy, his face resting on your shoulder, peppering your neck with kisses. “You have no idea what you do to me,” he groaned, as he thrusted his hips erratically, continuously hitting your g spot, stimulating you all over again, driving you to the edge of insanity. 
ʚ BAROU SHOEI ɞ 
You were scrolling mindlessly through your phone, waiting for him to come out of the bathroom. Barou hadn’t quite yet got off of the euphoria after winning the match against FC Barcha. As soon as he came back, he kissed you, while lifting you in the air. “Tonight we’re going to celebrate,” he promised you, then vanished to have a bath. Only the thought was enough to make you get wet. Leaving your phone on the bed, you stood up and picked up his jersey from the laundry basket. It was still kind of sweaty, but you didn’t mind as you threw it over your head. 
You went to the mirror and looked at your reflection. You quite liked how large it was on you. You were so busy, posing in front of the mirror in his jersey that you failed to realise the king’s presence behind you. Your movements came to a sudden stop, your eyes locking with him through the mirror. He had just walked out of the bathroom with a towel around his waist, hair down and his whole body dripping. 
In any other case, Barou would have surely scolded you for wearing his sweaty jersey, as that was so unclean of you. But at that moment, he just couldn’t take his eyes off of you. He read “Barou 13” on your arched back and his body went in a rut, seeing how nicely your ass was popping out underneath his jersey. Before you could even think of moving a muscle, he found himself behind you, his hands groping your ass, as his lips kissed your neck. 
“Look at you, dressing up formally for an audience with your king,” he whispered in your ear. Grabbing your chin, he turned you to him, crushing his lips on yours. He sneakily slid one of his arms underneath his jersey, cupping your breast and pinching your nipple hard, making you whine on his lips. Pulling away from his lips, you kissed his neck, collarbone, upper chest, reaching down his abs and stopping above the towel. 
Sitting now on your knees, as if hypnotised by his aroused state, you threw the towel to the side and licked your lips, as your hand stroked his length. You peppered his shaft with kitten licks, lollying over that one angry vein that made him mad with pleasure, groaning as he looked down at you, his right hand ruffling your hair, before resting on the back of your head as you slowly took him in your mouth. His breath came out shaky, as your tongue swirled around his tip teasingly. He thought you looked oh fuck so irresistible that he couldn’t wait to slide his cock deep in your cunt. 
“Fuck— Yes, that’s it, that’s it…” Barou breathed hard, as he cummed in your mouth. “Swallow it all up like the good girl you are.”
And you did. Pulling you up by your arm, he wiped away some of his cum from the corner of your lips, then slid his thumb into your mouth for you to lick it clean. With a swift move, he had you facing the mirror, as his bigger figure loomed over yours. “You’re dripping…” he cooed, biting your ear, as he rubbed his fingers on your bare folds. You squirmed, back arched and head hanging low, filthy moans echoing in the room. Your legs trembled as he wickedly thrusted his fingers in your cunt, the squelching sounds making you a babbling mess from how good he was making you feel. 
His other arm wrapped around your waist and reached your clit, forcing your eyes to roll to the back of your skull and your head to fall back on his shoulders, as you literally cried from pleasure. You were moaning in his ear and yet Barou couldn’t care less if the last thing he ever heard was your honeyed voice and the sounds of his fingers fucking your cunt. Your body violently spasmed in his caging embrace, your orgasm hitting you hard, causing you to feel lightheaded. 
You were panting hard, hands barely able to hold onto the mirror for some stability, when you felt his girth rubbing against you. With one sharp thrust of his hips, he was now stretching you out, amused at how your pussy was already clamping down around him; and he had only just put his cock inside you. He assumed a similar pace as before, fucking you hard, his balls slapping your ass, marking the spot red. “Look in the mirror,” he ordered, slapping your ass, making your body jolt. When you refused to oblige out of pure embarrassment, he choked your neck, forcing you to look at your reflections. “Look how well you take my cock.” He slapped your ass once more. 
He bit down on your neck and sucked on your soft skin, leaving his marks all over you to prove that you were his. His hands held tightly onto your waist, forcefully slamming your hips against his, hitting deep inside at that sweet cursed spot that had you become an utter mess for him. Your cunt creamed around him as you orgasmed. Barou had to practically wrap an arm around you, otherwise you would have ended up on the floor. His hips continued pumping deep in you, as he was almost on the edge of release himself. 
ʚ CHRIS PRINCE ɞ 
Chris was one of the few men on earth who actually knew how to please a woman. And you felt lucky to be his, as you had the privilege of spending all those intimate moments with him. But if you were honest, you had but one tiny complaint; his excessive working hours. You wouldn’t usually mind, but shit it was your worst nightmare whenever you really needed him pounding into you and he was nowhere to be found, just like right now. Chris was running late at a photoshooting and you felt like losing your mind. 
There you were, humping down one of the pillows on your bed, while wearing his jersey from last night’s game. You wanted to curse at him for not being there to take care of poor little you and yet you couldn’t really utter a single word, as your primary focus was to ride your pillow as best as you could to relieve yourself. And when that wasn’t enough for you, you lay back on the headboard, legs spread open and running your fingers on your drenched folds. You slid two fingers inside, pumping them in your pulsating cunt, moaning his name as you chased after that sweet high that had your mind turn completely blank. 
“How kind of you to loosen up yourself for me,” Chris whispered in your ear. “I really liked the view.” He kissed your lips. He was stunned to say the least. When he rushed back home from the photoshooting, he wouldn’t have expected to find you touching yourself in his jersey. He was standing by the doorframe, watching how your pussy eagerly welcomed your fingers in. He couldn’t just sit there and yet he couldn’t bring himself to inform you of his arrival — not quite yet — as he wished to enjoy the show for as long as he could. He stripped himself and stroked his cock at how magnificent you were, blessing his ears with your moans. 
Having you sit on your hands and knees, he hovered above you, sliding his cock between your tightly squeezed thighs, rubbing against your drenched cunt. One of his muscular arms was holding your body, while the other fondled your breast. “You couldn’t wait for me to return, could you?” he mocked you, as you moaned his name at the delightful friction. Abruptly, Chris shoved your face in the pillow, holding your hips in the air and thrusting his bulging cock inside your velvet walls. 
“Fuck—” he groaned at how tight you felt around him. His eyes fell upon his jersey which you were still wearing, gazing lustfully at his name on it; Prince 7. You moaned at how hard he thrusted in you, hitting all the right spots only he knew that would make you the perfect babbling mumbling mess for him. “I must be the luckiest person on earth, having the pleasure of fucking a slut like you,” he cooed, his cock repeatedly hitting your g spot, having your whole body twitch in ecstasy. 
You screamed in the pillow, while creaming on his cock, your filthy sounds filling the room. Chris would slap your ass and smirk at the red handprint he left there. He would kiss your neck and cover you in his marks, while telling you how good that little cunt of yours felt, as he viciously thrusted his cock inside. “Isn’t this what you wanted when you were touching yourself earlier?” he taunted, his voice breathless from the moment. “Isn’t this what you were imagining me do? Fuck you hard, just the way you like?” 
It was better than your little dirty imaginations. You couldn’t even begin to compare the difference between your fantasies and the way he rearranged your guts inside you right then and there. Every time you thought you had experienced the absolute pleasure he could possibly give you, he proved you wrong. But you loved that and he knew. He knew how much you loved when he treated you as nothing but a slut, for that’s what you were; his slut. Chris was aware of the difference between your staminas, yet he never failed to push you a little over your limit every time, making you hold on for a few more minutes. 
His cock was throbbing in your pussy, making you realise that he was close to his release. You were nearing your release as well. Your walls spasmed around him, coating him with your cum. He followed behind you a few minutes later, painting your insides white. And as usual he didn’t stop. No, he was only getting started. The night was young and your wearing his jersey made him feel a certain type of way, wanting to pound on you until he was sick of it. “C-Chris…” you called for him. “I-I can’t… It’s t-too much…” you whined. 
But he completely ignored you, continuing to thrust into you at full throttle. You were overwhelmed, feeling as if your heart would give out from the overstimulation any moment now. His cum from his previous orgasms was dripping down your thighs, your abused cunt was at his mercy, begging for him to stop. “Oh fuck—” he groaned, as he cummed again, pulling out and observing in awe how pretty you looked, before pecking your lips. 
ʚ MICHAEL KAISER ɞ 
“How do I look?” you asked him, turning around for him to admire you in the gorgeous long dress he had bought for you. 
“You look exquisite, darling,” Kaiser smiled at you. 
He had just returned the day before from a trip abroad with the other players of Bastard München, as they had an overseas match. As usual, he completely annihilated his opponents. But it was a shame that you couldn’t go with him. Kaiser, who loved to spoil you, came back with a mountain of presents; perfumes, bags, jewellery, clothes, shoes. And now, he was sitting on the armchair next to his bed in his black with white details robe fresh out of a bath and watched you try on everything he had bought you. He was pleased noticing how utterly beautiful you looked in every single one of them. 
And yet he thought that a different kind of attire would suit you even better. “Try this on for me, darling.” Hesitantly taking the jersey from his hand, you disappeared in his walk-in wardrobe to change. You couldn’t help but giggle, feeling his scent engulfing your body. Walking out, you approached him and slightly bent over, your eyes sparkling with anticipation for his answer to your question. 
He didn’t even wait for you to ask your question, when he pulled you to sit on his lap, your thighs on either side of his. Kaiser was already eating you out with his eyes, as his hands caressed your body, before ultimately resting on your waist. He slipped them underneath his jersey, his fingers running across your ass, when he suddenly stopped. His gaze darkened, as he realised you weren’t wearing any panties, a spark of lust lurking somewhere deep in his eyes, as he slapped your ass, earning a whimpering moan from you. Fixing his glasses on top of the bridge of his nose, he rested his head on his arm. “Ride my thigh.”, he ordered. 
You were frozen for a minute, still processing his words. “Don’t make me repeat myself,” he stated in a strict tone, slapping you once more. Sitting properly on his thigh, you started humping yourself on it. Kaiser just comfortably sat there, watching you get yourself off on his thick thigh. He could feel your cunt becoming more and more drenched, curving a menacing smirk on his lips. You couldn’t even wish to deny the utter pleasure you got from the moment. And yet, you longed for his touch. It could be as simple as cupping your cheek and kissing your lips. Or it could be as bad as grabbing your waist and making you ride him himself. 
However, Kaiser did no such thing. “I’m not going to touch you at all,” he stated to clear any misunderstanding from your part. You whined at his statement, yet continued humping yourself on his thigh. Your mouth was hanging open, as moan after moan rolled off your tongue. You felt the oxygen in your lungs decreasing, as you were feeling overwhelmed. He stayed true to his word. He didn’t touch you, not even once. He didn’t even bounce his leg to add some friction. And that drove you over the edge of insanity, feeling as if you could lose your mind any minute now. 
“Don’t slow down now,” he taunted. “I know you’re close. I can feel your cunt pulsing.”
He was right, you were indeed about to cum. But your strength betrayed you. You felt numb after only humping yourself on his thigh. “Kaiser… Please… Touch me…” you whined, hoping that he might take some pity in the pathetic little you and drive you to your orgasm. “Only you can make me cum…”
Ridding himself of his robe, he lifted you up and threw you on the bed. Taking his glasses off, which he left on the nightstand, he climbed up, hovering above you, looking down at you as a predator looking at its prey. He attacked your neck, biting your flesh hard, making you scream, whilst his left hand slid down your body and came in contact with your pussy. He rubbed his fingers on your drenched folds, then violently thrusted them inside, making your breath hitch and your back arch. Within minutes, you cummed on his fingers, hearing him evilly laugh at you. 
He didn’t give you time to take a break. He rolled you on your stomach, spread your legs and slightly lifted your hips up. He stroked his throbbing cock a few times, before aligning himself with your hole. “Wait, Kaiser—” He thrusted hard into your cunt that gladly swallowed him up. His thrusts were violent, as he almost completely pulled out, before slamming forcefully himself back in. He was holding tightly onto your right bicep and the back of your throat, holding you down to take all of him. 
Kaiser 10; if you wanted to blame someone — or more accurately something — that would be his jersey. The moment you walked out wearing his large jersey that barely covered your ass, he thought you were the most breathtaking woman in the world. However, his possessiveness soon enough usurped control over his body and here we are now. You were screaming on top of your lungs, tightly holding onto the bed sheets, as Kaiser ravaged your cunt. 
You could feel your ass burning red from his aggressive thrusts and yet you felt so good, you couldn’t stop coating him with your slick. He noticed you crying and couldn’t help but chuckle, as he leant down and kissed a tear away. You were whimpering, asking him — no, begging him to be a tiny bit gentler. And as expected, he outrageously condemned your pleas, whilst sucking one of his bite marks on your neck. “No matter what you say, you’re loving this. Your cunt is tightened perfectly around me, my little whore,” he cooed in your ear. 
He made you cum again and again, to the point where you couldn’t think a single thing anymore. Your body reacted instinctively to him. You were but a whiny moaning mess, mumbling incoherent words along with his name. Kaiser couldn’t have been more pleased with this outcome. “Fuck—” he moaned, as he thrust one more time and orgasmed, his head falling back, cumming deep in your abused cunt.
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satrs · 2 months
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Ride of your life!
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Requested by anon ↳ ❝ [...Chigiri and Kunigami? Threesome? But separate can work too! Just…just need something new for my kings ] ¡! ❞
✎ A/N; Hihi nonnie! decided to add some other guys to this, since I still got a ryu and oli brainrot <3. Hope u like it, enjoy!
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SYNOPSIS; car rides with them.
TAGS; ADULT CONTENT(18+). MDNI. NSFW CONTENT.
Risky driving(do NOT do this shi y’all, drive safe) car s€x. Unprotected intercourse. oral (->fem). Established relationships. Semi public s€x (shidou). Oral( ->male). Mutual masturbation(Kunigami). Petnames(pretty, princess, cutie). Dirtytalk.
FEATURING; chigiri, kunigami, shidou, oliver x fem!reader
WK; 1.9k
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CHIGIRI HYOMA
He'll never pass on an opportunity to ride shotgun. Especially when you're driving.
You never fail to make his boxers get tight when you reach over the stick shift, soft fingers teasingly brushing across his growing bulge. The red haired is always quick to brush your hand off in a hurry, scolding you to focus on the road.
If he was being honest, he would love nothing more than to just yank your head down to his cock and let your hot mouth work wonders on him. But he obviously can't do that right now. It's way to hazardous. You know that, right?
The car comes to an halt on the red light an he notices your bottom lip caught between your teeth, a malevolent grin tugging on your lips. Chigiri has barely any time to react, your hand already eager to loosen his belt. "F-fuck, stop it. You're driving-" He cuts himself of with a shaky breath once your fingers sneak down his pants and tug his raging boner out, thumb quick to brush across his leaking tip.
You giggle at his reaction, "Stop being such a killjoy and just relax." You look at him through your lashes, eyes swiftly glancing at the red light before you lower your head, one hand still prominent on the wheel. You suck his swollen tip while swiping your tongue along his sensitive slit, causing him to jolt in his seat.
He drops the protest, mouth hanging open as his eyes squeeze shut in bliss, pushing his head into the headrest with gritted teeth.
And he can feel your smirk against him, his lip swiping along his dried lips for moisture.
"Such a fuckin' tease", he breathes out, fingers tangling into your hair until he detects your gag, your throat contracting around his length. He chokes out a moan, hips bucking up into your mouth until his eyes shoot open, realization hitting him.
Hand still stroking the top of your head, he glances onto the road, noticing the yellow light threatening to turn green at any second. "S-shit!"
He yanks your head off of his length, your hazy eyes trying to adjust to the front. To his solace you're swift with your movements, quick to gain control of your senses as you push on the gas, setting the car in motion.
His heart still rapidly beating in shock and excitement, he lets out a sigh of relief, starring daggers into your side right after.
You drunkenly smirk at him, spit dripping down your chin. His dick jumps in delight at the sight. "Oh come on. Admit it, you like the thrill."
Your absent hand coming up to wipe the access saliva off your face, biting back a laugh as you continue driving, acting oblivious to the scene playing next to you.
He breathes out a laugh, hand moving up to get loose hair out of his face. "Alright, pretty. Why don’t you finish what you started, hmm?“
With that you flash him a cheeky grin, steering the wheel to the next best parking opportunity, halting it.
And as he adjusts his exposed hips on the seat, you lick your lips in delight, arching your back over the console to swallow his needy cock right back into your mouth.
„Atta girl.“ His posture relaxes with your bopping movements, hand finding comfort on the top of your head again, encouraging you to take him deeper.
„Justttt like that. Nice and deep.“
KUNIGAMI RENSUKE
He picks you up, opens the passenger’s seat up for you, get back to the driver’s seat and rests his hand on you plush thighs the entire ride. It’s habitual at this point.
He might even lets his hand travel up a little, caressing your exposed stomach in a loving manner., not failing to flatter you with his never ending compliments.
You found yourself an endless charmer, ready to do anything and everything to see that smile he oh-so loved lighting up his life.
But even he can't help but let the filthy concept of lust cloud his mind. And one thing's for sure - he's not one to shy away from telling you.
"You look so gorgeous right now", his hand is resting on your thigh, goosebumps covering your skin once his thumb soothingly brushes over your groin, "wish I could have you right now", he breathes, auburn eyes burning the image of you further into his mind.
"Who's stopping you?" It's almost a quiet whisper that you return, thigh flexing as you await an reaction. And you receive a clear message once his hand spanks over the naked skin of your thigh, soft hand rubbing over the red imprint in apology.
"Be a good girl and get ready for me back there yeah?" Sharp chin motioning you to make headway.
Within a blink of an eye you're already behind him, spread open with your sopping panties on display. "Oh?", his eyes widen at the sight, hand struggling to get rid of his belt, frustrated at the tightness of his pants, "All ready and needy for me. Ain't that right, princess?"
You cage your lip between your teeth, eagerly nodding at him. Your hands travel down your thighs, slowly putting up a show for the man.
He groans once your hand reaches your drenched panties, outline of your needy heat visible. The orange haired was about to loose his mind, hips unconsciously bucking up into nothingness once he'd undone his belt- only obstacle being his boxers.
You giggle, visibly amused by his action. It doesn't take long for you to push your panties to the side, your eyes shooting up at his face once an almost animalistic growl rings your ears.
Dick already stiff on full display, his hand wraps around the aching length once your fingers play with your folds, teasing him. He lets out a curse under his breath once you push past your entrance, hole swallowing your fingers with ease.
With each twist of his hand he reaches further and further into bliss. The sight of your sobbing cunt on full display, fingers buried into the hilt made him a sound similar to a whimper, fighting the urge to not throw his head back in bliss, to scared he might miss something.
He paces his movements with the speed of your fingers, eyes wandering between your pussy and your face, trying to soak in every tiny motion of yours.
The hand around his dick tightens once he notices your walls tightening around your shaky fingers as you struggle to hit the spot inside of you he could reach in a whiff.
He swallows thickly, hips bucking up into his hand as he imagines his needy cock in replacement of your inexpert fingers. He's got to be inside of you right now, or he might actually die.
"Don't you wanna come back and fuck me, ren'?", you tease, wiggling your hips up to edge him on further. And he bites on.
A snicker leaves the mans lips, upper body turning in his seat to climb to the back in a swift motion. "Yeah? Want me to fuck you?"
Before you could return a sneaky remark, he's already hovering above you, broad chest blocking your view.
"Such a fuckin' tease. Gonna shape you just right for my cock."
SHIDOU RYUSEI
You're familiar with shidous various fixations. But there was one thing you were always rather dubious about - his obsession with fucking you in public.
Obviously, it was rather risky, some might even say mindless to perform such act out in the open - but not him. He didn't care about passerbys seeing the both of you in such a state, hell- he even wanted them to see. He longed for them to see him have you- claim you as his.
"C'monnnn, cutie", he breaks contact from your neck for a brief moment, hand still firmly kneading your behind. "It's damn near empty in here. No one'll see." His deserted hand moves swiftly to reveal his hard on raging against his boxers, rubbing up into your thigh to relief some tension.
You hesitate, hand reaching for the hood of the car to balance yourself. "M' not sure, ryu." Your eyes scan the dark parking lot around you and indeed- it was empty. Besides some parked cars in the distance. it was pitch black, the middle of the night, not a soul but you two around, the dim lights around you slightly illuminating your figures. "What if someone comes?"
He clicks his tongue, mouth still attached to your neck, as he propped one of your legs up the hood, granting him further access to your heat. "Ain't nobody comin' round here at this time", he hikes your dress up just above your belly button, quick to move your panties to the side. You bite your lip at the sudden hit of cold air.
"Besides", his hand places a quick slap to your pussy, "we can just pull that short ass dress of your back down in a whiff, baby. No need to worry."
Your hands fly up his shoulders, clawing into his jacked as you whine. "F-fine. But"- before you can comprehend his movements, his fat head already hangs heavy onto your clit, causing you to bite back a moan.
"Huh? You said sum'?", he teases as he eases himself inside of you, thick length stretching your walls as you clamp down on him, earning a hiss from the man as he begins a steady pace, pelvic brushing against your bud with each push of his hips.
"Suckin' me in so well. Want me that deep, huh?" His movements pick up, his hands gripping your cheeks apart to hold you in place. He shamelessly moans into your mouth, swallowing your sounds in the process.
A gluttonal groan rumbles from his chest, movement of his hips flattering as he neared his release.
You can only cry out at his relentless pace, mind turning numb. "Ya like that? Hell yeahhh you do. You- fuck! Loveee it right?" Your nod is speedy, eyes scrunched up together in lust. "Yes ryu! Love when you f- fuck me real good."
An amused hum leaves him at that, smirk on his face still prominent as he speeds up, curve of his dick hitting your spot just right, causing you to yelp out at the sudden pleasure. "Yesyesss! R-right, right there!"
He could cum right there, just at the sight of your fucked out state. His hand reaches up, placing his fingers around your throat to pull you up to his level, magenta eyes devouring you like a hunter would his prey.
"U' better be on the pill cuz' 'm bouta beat this slutty pussy up."
OLIVER AIKU
Well he didn't expect ... this.
Yeah sure, he told you to put on something nice, since he'd take you out for dinner, but this dress even threw him off his seat.
It hugged your figure perfectly, almost like a second skin, the seductive color adoring your smooth skin, captivating his heterochromatic eyes with each sway of your delicate hips.
"Would ya' look at that", he whistles, eyes roaming over your body, leaned back against the car hood, watching you approach him in swift motion.
You do a small spin, giggling in the process. "Like it?", you ask rather rhetorical, biting back a grin once his hands find comfort on your hips.
He just clicks his tongue in response, finger inching down your dress, coming dangerously close to the end of your dress, fingertips brushing over your thigh.
The dinner can wait, he's got to have desert now.
With a soft pat to your rear, he leans off of the car, shiny canines exposed from his wide grin. "Move that pretty ass to the back. Gonna eat ya reallll good."
You feel your lower belly pulsate at his raspy voice, leaning up to place a quick kiss to his cheek, before disappearing to the backseats.
Oliver followed suit, impatiently shutting the door behind him. You face him, excitement glinting behind your eyes as his hands snatch your heels, your dress riding up in the process.
His eyes flicker between your curious face and the lace covering your pussy that matched the color of your dress.
"Oli', we'll be late." He hushed you with a quick kiss to your hidden cunt, his thumb teasing your clit through your panties. "We got all the time of the word. Jus' relax and let me eat, would ya? M' starvin'."
And with that, he pushed your panties to the side, burying his face right into your heat. His tongue licks a long stripe along your vulva, earning an eager moan from you.
"O-oh." He continues his antics while his hands hold your hips in place, grunting into you once your hands tangle into his dark locks, pushing him further into your cunt. "s-so good , Oli'", you murmur, head throwing back as his tongue pushes past your entrance, slurping up your juices.
He makes out with your cunt, tongue spelling his name to your clit as his fingers replace his mouth on your entrance.
Your eyes roll to the back of your skull and you can feel his shit-eating grin against you.
He's so cocky, trying to hide the fact that his boxers are screwed tight against his hard cock, trying to ease the strain by bucking his hips into the seats. "Yeah? Feels good? 'f course it does.", he mumbles between your legs, fingers curling up inside of you.
You suck your stomach in, the pleasure roaming every inch of your body as you feel yourself nearing your release. "mmmhh- fuck! T-think I - I'm gonna cum- shit! R-right there, oli'!"
He speeds up his movements, sucking your click into his mouth while swirling his tongue around it, his fingers relentlessly massaging that gushy spot inside of you.
And once he feels your walls tightening around his digits, he retreats them, mouth covering your hole to catch your fluid inside of his mouth.
"Yeah, c'mon, pretty. Cum." His words are barely audible, but you still comply, back arching off the seats as you squirt inside his mouth, thighs clamping around his head to ride out your orgasm.
He swallows all of it, bruising tight grip still prominent on your hips. "That'ssss it."
The man doesn't stop, his hunger still not fulfilled as he continues to swirl his tongue through your folds, your heel digging into his back, legs shacking from the overstimulating pleasure.
"Ya can take one more. One more, then we'll go, I promise."
You sob, hands crawling into the leather beneath you, and you know, you'll probably skip dinner tonight.
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theveesbf · 1 month
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Oliver X Shy!Reader
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☆notes - hi everyone! I loved this animation and I'm so obsessed with this, I love those characters so much, especially Oliver, I see him and I'm fanboying over him😣💕
☆content - headcanons of oliver x reader who is very shy
☆warnings - possibly ooc!oliver
☆characters - oliver
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[♡] Oliver
Oliver never thought he would be dating someone that is so different from him. He's such an asshole to everyone while you're so shy and can't even talk to other people properly.
He would be really teasing towards you, he can't help it. Since Oliver can't bully seriously, he's going to bully you lovingly.
It's not his fault that whenever he teases you, your face gets all red and you trip over your words trying to change the subject.
Oliver is very protective of you. Since you're really shy, it isn't really rare to see someone annoying you. If anyone tries to do this and he finds out, they're going to be a new target for Oliver.
He's always trying to get you to talk more to his friends. They're pretty similar to Oliver himself, especially Zip, so it wasn't hard for them to get used to you there.
Even if wants you to be more outgoing and less timid, Oliver is not going to let you be friends with Claire or whoever he bullies.
He loves to randomly kiss you in public. You're just there, doing nothing as he talks to his friends, and he stops just to kiss you because why not?
After kissing you for God knows how long, Oliver just goes back to the conversation as you stand there, holding his hand with a really flustered and confused face.
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eternalbuckley · 10 months
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I don't regret it. — evan buckley
SUMMARY: They always say that you shouldn’t sleep with your friends, correct? They always warn you about it. But if you do it anyways what should happen? Well it lead to an awkward atmosphere between you two and you‘re scared it will ruin your friendship with Buck.
word count: 3.020
genre: angst? with fluff at the end | gn!reader, queer!reader, bipoc!reader and plus-size!reader friendly
warnings: friends to lovers, reader is a firefighter (works with the 118 together), mention of past with buck, mention of alcohol consumption, mentions of sexual act (no smut), teasing?, mention of reader almost falling down a tree, jealous reader, mention of car accident and giving birth, a lot of tension between reader and Buck, use of Y/N a few times, english is not my first language, not proofread! — if there’s something i forgot please let me know!
a/n: i feel like the end was a bit rushed but i didn’t know how to continue this, i‘m sorry. especially because this is my first proper buck fic. keep in mind that i’m only on s4 of the show, so i tried to get everything right! i hope you can still enjoy it! :)
my requests are open so if you have some, send them in and i‘ll see if i can create something! (look at my rules first)
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"Everything alright, Y/L/N?" Hen asked you after watching you for a few minutes being silent and staring into nothing. Only nibbling at your cup of coffee.
You quickly blinked with your eyes and looked at her. "Hm? Oh yeah. Yeah, everything is alright. 'm just a bit hungover from last night." You smiled and tried to assure her you were telling the truth.
She shouldn’t know that all the things you had on your mind right now were the events of last night. Being out with the team and staying at the bar longer with Buck. The both of you drank more drinks after one another and laughed together. You were dancing together and well. One thing led to another thing and you ended up in Bucks apartment.
Stumbling through the door with shared laughter and holding each other. You went to his kitchen to get yourself a glass of water. Giving him one as well. It was silent between you but there was something unspoken in the room. Your head was spinning but you both looked at each other in a certain way. Buck and you‘ve been friends since he joined the 118. Well after some time you became friends. In the beginning, you didn’t really like each other. You were heavily irritated by him and his behavior. But he felt the same way about you. After all, you can thank a tree and you almost falling that you both became closer. Since he saved you from falling, screaming after you almost fell.
You looked at him. Eyes filled with lust, you tried to ignore it the past months but it was getting harder and harder each day. Seeing him every day at work, needing to resist the urge to shove him against the wall and kiss him. Little did you know it was just as hard for him as well.
He looked you up and down, you did as well. He came closer to you. Very close. Your nerves getting the better of you. He set down his glass right behind you. While he bent down, he brushed against your arm. You followed his action with your eyes, not moving a meter. Not being sure you‘ll be able to hold back. The alcohol still being in both of your systems. Your knees were getting weak after he looked directly into your eyes. Which is the reason you held the counter behind your back.
"I.. Uhm probably should go." You whispered, not trusting your own voice.
"You could stay here. It’s already late." He answered, "You can sleep in my bed."
You shook your head and wanted to pass him but he gently held your arm. Stopping you from moving. "Y/N…" He whispered now and reached up with his other hand to touch your cheek. "I really want to kiss you right now."
Surprise was written on your face. "You.. We‘re drunk we shouldn’t do things we don’t want in that state, Buck."
Both of your eyes met after you looked at him again. You immediately pulled him to you and kissed him. Ignoring the voice in your head that told you to stop. He immediately kissed you back and put his hands on your waist. He gently put you down on the counter and you put your legs around his hips. The kiss was getting more heated. And you indeed ended up in his bed. With him together. Naked. Panting and sweating. Roaming over each other’s bodies and exploring them. You still felt his lips on you and how amazing it felt having him so close to you.
But you will never tell Hen this part of the story. She nodded and eyed you suspiciously but decided to not dig deeper. Her curiosity grew even more after Buck came up and greeted you both. Him looking at you longer but not saying more. And that‘s where things started to be more awkward between you. After you guys woke up in the morning you didn’t really talk with each other. You gathered your clothes and said goodbye very quickly to get home before work. You were nervous and didn’t know what to do. He wasn’t sure what to do as well, either if he should let you go or stop you and talk about the last night. But he let you go.
"I‘ll go and find… Eddie." You quickly got up and went down the stairs. Hen and Buck watching you leave.
Hen looked back to Buck and eyes him suspiciously. "What was that?"
"Uhm I don’t.. know." He tried to ignore the look on her face. She raised her eyebrows and slowly nodded her head.
"Don’t look at me like that, Hen."
She raised her hands as well now. "I‘m not doing anything!"
Chimney joined them now. "What‘s going on?" He chuckled and took one of the snacks that were laying on plates, prepared by you.
"Something’s going on between Buck and Y/N. I just don’t know what."
Buck wanted to defend himself but kept his mouth shut. He didn’t want to give in and out himself. They shouldn’t know what happened between you and him. Before anything would be talked about with them, he wanted to talk to you first. Alone. He didn’t know how to process the fact that you slept together. Buck didn’t mind obviously since he had a soft spot for you but he needed to know what you thought about it. His worst nightmare would be that you wouldn’t talk to him anymore and your friendship would be over. He definitely didn’t want it to happen like that. He never even imagined it would actually happen but he didn’t want it to happen while you’re both drunk. But maybe this was needed to get things rolling between you and to talk about each of your own feelings for one another.
Chimney tried to analyze Bucks body language. Eyeing him very clearly. Buck tried to ignore it but it got harder after Eddie came to join them too. Bucks look was hard to read but Chimney immediately looked in the same direction as Buck and was met with Eddie.
"You know something!" Chimney pointed to Eddie, who shockingly looked at everyone.
He shook his head. "Don’t drag me into this."
Buck cleared his voice. "I‘ll uh.. Leave you guys alone." And quickly went down, trying to find you.
Chimney whispered to Hen. "Ten bucks they’re sleeping with each other."
Eddie looked at him and rolled his eyes.
Chimney read this as an answer. "I knew it!"
"I didn’t even say anything! I have no idea what‘s going on between them." Eddie defended him but Chimney didn’t believe him even though Eddie was kind of telling the truth.
Buck walked around the station and found you outside. Standing in the sun and waiting for the next call. It was a quite peaceful day. There was only one call. Saving a puppy from the roof of a house. It got there through a window but it was nothing you and the team couldn’t handle with ease.
Buck stood next to you. "H-hi."
"Hey." You turned your head to him. "I.. Sorry that I left so quickly in the morning." You didn’t know what you should say. It was the first proper moment you had today to talk with Buck.
"Don’t worry. It was a surprising situation." He held a cup of coffee to you which you happily took. You thanked him with a smile.
You looked back to the sun, he did too. Both of you not noticing the group of your beloved family watching the scene between you and talking about it.
"Yep. They definitely have something going on."
"Chimney!" Hen slightly slapped his arm but chuckled. "It was very weird. Y/N was very absent while we were sitting here and after our sunny boy joined us, they quickly had to leave." She added.
Eddie watched you both but didn’t comment anything and just listened to Hens and Chimneys chatting. He didn’t officially know what was going on between you but he knew you guys fancied each other for some time now. It was hard not to notice the longing looks you gave each other. Internally he hoped you would realize soon what was going on in front of you.
You slightly nudged Bucks arm. "We‘re being watched." You whispered to him.
He chuckled and turned around to see Eddie shoving Chimney and Hen away. Trying to act like he didn’t watch you as well. You joined his chuckling.
Buck looked at his feet, stammering out his words. Nervosity and seriousness suddenly took over his body.
"Do you want to talk about what happened?"
You opened your mouth to answer but that‘s when you were interrupted by getting a call to an accident. You didn’t answer him and immediately ran towards the engine, leaving Buck alone. It took him a second to get his mind focused and he followed your tracks. The rest of the shift went along very easily. You had to help a mother giving birth to a boy at a parking lot. Her car was not working anymore and it was already close to giving birth. And there were another two car accidents with a few injured people but not a big deal. And it continued to be like that for the whole week.
Buck had no chance to talk to you anymore and he thought you were avoiding him. He knew you weren’t but he was anxious about it. Especially after you were no way to be found after your shift. He waited a few more minutes outside for you. And saying his goodbyes to Chimney and Bobby but you were already gone. Buck sighed to himself and got in his car, driving home. He definitely thought about it now that you were avoiding him. And he didn’t know why.
Bucks feeling that you were avoiding were still true. You were avoiding him because you heard how Buck talked with Eddie about someone, he recently had sex with. He mentioned that he wanted to go with them on a proper date. It was a few days ago, two days after you slept together. You thought it was some other girl and you got jealous. It probably didn’t mean anything to him, you thought to yourself. So, you did avoid him.
Seeing this, Chimney and Hen grew more suspicious about the tension between you and Buck. They were seeing that you avoided him each time he was in your near and how you tried not to be too close to him. But there was one thing you didn’t hear when Buck and Eddie were talking. Buck didn’t talk about some random person, in fact, he was only talking about you. Eddie told him he should go for it and officially ask you out but there was no chance to do it.
You were currently sitting on your couch and looked at the couch table. Your head was filled with different thoughts and things you were overthinking about. You didn’t give Buck an answer to his question and left without saying goodbye to him. You didn’t even text him. What if he‘s mad now or thinks you‘re avoiding him on purpose because you were embarrassed that you slept with each other? Your phone was already in your hands, and the chat opened with Buck. You were thinking about texting him and started multiple times but each time you deleted your typed words.
You huffed and got up to get something to drink but your fridge was not helping you. "Damnit!" You looked at the clock. "Fuck it."
You put on your jacket and shoes. You almost forgot to take your keys with you after you were already out of your apartment but you were quick enough to gather it. You quickly walked down and got in your car. You looked at your phone and thought about texting Buck if he was still awake but you decided against it and drove to his apartment. He wouldn’t leave you outside if he would open the door and be faced with you. But if you texted him and he wouldn’t answer it would be even more weird.
When you stood in front of his door anxiety took over your body. You wanted to knock but you weren’t sure if this was a good idea. Right when you were about to knock the door opened and Buck looked at you with a surprised look on his face.
"Y/N?" He still had his hand on his doorknob. "What are you doing here?"
You pushed his arm away and entered his apartment. "I know it‘s already late and it was an exhausting shift but.." You deeply breathed in and looked at him. "We need to talk. And it can’t wait until tomorrow."
He closed the door behind you and that‘s when you noticed he was wearing his jacket as well. What if he was on his way to you as well? No, you were just delusional. He probably wanted to go to a bar or something. He wouldn’t come over to you, right? Right.
He looked at you, waiting for you to continue but you were silent. "Is everything okay?" Buck was hoping you would want to talk about the events of the night that happened a few days ago.
"No. It‘s not."
Buck looked at you, worried but didn’t interrupt you. You started walking up and down. Nervousness built up even more and Buck stood there and watched you.
"I uhm.." You started, "I‘m sorry?"
"For what?" He was confused.
You deeply breathed in and looked at him. You were standing right in front of him. "For avoiding you and basically running away from you." You chuckled but it was your try to light up your own mood. Which in fact didn’t work.
Buck put one of his hands on your arm and squeezed it. "Whatever the reason was, it must have been a reasonable one."
You shook your head and shoved away his hand. You were not ready for any physical contact. His heat was too much for you, all it caused were goosebumps and the want to feel him close to you again. It was intoxicating. He was intoxicating. The way he softly looked at you all the time. No hatred in his eyes. Just pure adoration. You loved that about him. The way how he always tried to be there for you and comfort you whenever you had bad times. And how he showed himself when you guys were alone and you were able to be there to comfort him when he needed it.
"Ironically it‘s not. It‘s stupid." You looked to the floor. "I guess I was just jealous…" You mumbled, he almost didn’t hear it but he did.
Your confession caused him to smirk. You didn’t have to look up, you already knew it. It was Buck after all.
"So…" He took a step closer to you. "Why were you jealous?" He asked you, a teasing tone in his voice.
You huffed. "A few days ago, I overheard you talking with Eddie. About someone you had sex with and I.."
"You really thought I was talking about someone else?" He smirked and got closer to you.
You slowly walked back and nodded your head. "Hm.." You bit into your lower lip. "But you know what it‘s just stupid."
He chuckled and looked to the floor for a second before he looked up again. "What if I tell you that it was just about you? And the night we had?"
You gulped. He was getting closer to you and you tried to get away but at some point, you were cornered by him. Buck stood in front of you. There was no physical touch but you were able to feel his body heat. The more you were in his presence, the hotter it got in the room.
"Uhm.." You chuckled nervously. "That‘s a good point you know? And now that you mention the night, we…"
"I don’t regret it."
You said no word. Just looking at him surprised but happy about him admitting it. Now it was Bucks turn to be nervous. Especially because you said nothing. No reaction.
"Unless it‘s the wrong time." He held up his hands and backed up a bit but you took his hand.
You pulled him to you and kissed him. He kissed you back and put his free hand on your lower back. A few seconds passed by until you ended the kiss. Your foreheads were touching and your eyes were closed. Buck was smiling from ear to ear.
"I don’t regret it as well, Buck. I would never." You whispered and he squeezed your hand.
The both of you ended up staying awake a bit longer and spent the time with talking. Talking about what would happen now especially because you were working together. Buck eventually officially asked you out on a proper date to take things seriously to which you happily said yes. You both fell asleep and the next morning you didn’t run out of his apartment without barely saying anything to him. Instead, you woke up in Bucks arms and tangled legs. You smiled and listened to his heartbeat while he was still sleeping. After a few dates and months of dating in secret and stolen glances while working, you made things official. Telling Maddie and Eddie the news first and then your team.
It was a day on your shift when you and Buck walked in while holding hands.
"I KNEW IT! Hen, Eddie! Give me your money!" Chim yelled once he saw you and he congratulated you both.
Everyone else was in awe, especially Bobby. After Chimney and Hen found out that Eddie was the first one to know about your guy's relationship, they jokingly ignored him but, in the end, everything turned out well.
And well little did you know that Buck had planned many more things for you and your now-shared future. But after all, breaking the rules? It was worth it.
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shortcakecutie · 4 months
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y/n y/l/n and jacob elordi broke the internet
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Jacob Elordi Twitter Au because I am bored <3
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dailydccomics · 30 days
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awwww this is cute Green Arrow vol 3 #19
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thebrainrotsreal · 9 days
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BACK ON MY INVINCIBLE MLP CROSSOVER JOY!!! I love this crossover smmmm, my soul is happy, cured even, treated of all possible ills. For Andressa's species, instead of relying on a horn for magic (which they don't have), every filly is bestowed a gem for magic! AND, because I want it, Oliver has some winks to Andressa's designs with the swirls on his legs mimicking the lines on hers, sharing a thinly tail, tiny little bumps like spikes, and the curls sorta kinda maybe like her antennae (if you squint and believe, which you should). Andressa and Oliver ilysm. Best purple pony on the planet tbh, sorrry not sorry Twilight Sparkle :/
Bonus drawing of Oliver trying to practice magic by lifting a sheet of paper, he's trying his best, ok???
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bicayaya · 5 months
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modern!au oliver + sariel ♡
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my part of the trade with @olivermorningstar 💜
i loved oliver’s drawing of them in modern clothes so much i had to do something inspired by it, but with a touch of my personal style hahah and if i can say so myself, i adored how the outfits turned out!
so here is oliver and sariel in a date at the park, drinking coffee, seeing the flowers and talking about music. sariel is clearly enjoying the moment very much 💞
thank you for the trade idea, hon! i loved doing it and hope we can do something like this again soon
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prettysoftdoll · 7 months
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Blue Lock manga parts that I found funny/cute ♡
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Nagi: King 👑
Barou: Hey b*tch (😭)
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Gagamaru being adorable, I luv him so much ♡
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Poor Nagi xD
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C'mon Rin, just a little hug (つ✧ω✧)つ
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b1mbodoll · 1 year
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pairings: oliver aiku x f! reader
warnings: dacryphilia + overstimulation + creampies
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thinking abt oliver so hard rn. thinking ab how he pushes his cock deeper n deeper til you’re in tears and reaching a hand back to push at his abs because, “‘s too much, oli” but he just grabs your arm and uses it to pull you flush against his chest. and he doesnt stop thrusting, cant stop because he knows you love this just as much as he does. love when he’s so drunk off the feeling of your cunt milking him for all he’s worth that he truly cant stop fucking you. he always fucks you like his life depends on it but after a successful match he’s ten times worse. fills you up again n again and again because the adrenaline rushing through his veins leaves him insatiable and borderline feral. cant pull out til he’s shooting blanks and you’re nearly fucked unconscious <3
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petaltexturedskies · 4 months
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Mary Oliver, from "White Flowers" in New and Selected Poems, vol. I
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strawchocoberry · 10 months
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I JUST CAN’T HELP BUT BE SEXUAL
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୨୧ featuring: itoshi sae, oliver aiku, chris prince, michael kaiser x fem reader 
ଘ cw: smut, cockwarming, pet names, nipple play, clit stimulation, multiple orgasms, rough sex, degradation kink, choking, dumbification, dacryphilia, breeding kink, creampie 
୨୧ synopsis: cockwarming with them turned into them fucking your brains out
ଘ wc: 3.5k
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ʚ ITOSHI SAE ɞ 
It wasn’t unusual for you to sit on his lap while you were watching a movie. Sae liked that, as he was able to soothingly run his hands on your thighs whenever you got scared, while kissing your cheek and murmuring that you needn’t feel afraid, as he was with you. There was also one other reason. You might not be able to see his face, but you could understand that Sae found the movie dull, when his hands started grabbing your ass. And on the occasion he was bored to death, he would resort to emergency measures. 
“S-Sae!” you called out his name in a whiny voice. “I’m trying to watch the movie.” 
“You do that, love. Don’t mind me, just focus on the movie.” 
He might have said that, but it was impossible for you to continue paying attention to the screen. How did he expect you to focus, when his cock was resting inside your cunt that engulfed him oh so perfectly? Sae was doing literally nothing. He just sat there comfortably, feeling your walls tightening around him. You were squirming on your seat, trying as best as you could not to move, even though his hardened cock made it quite a challenge. His hands were firmly holding onto your ass, fondling your ass cheeks, in an attempt for him to cure his boredom. 
You tried hard to concentrate on the movie, but he made it impossible. His throbbing cock had you throwing your head on his shoulder, him wrapping his arms around your body, as he kissed your neck. Sae was clearly turned on by now, that was an understatement. Yet he wasn't going to thrust his cock, not until you told him to, purely out of respect for your want to watch the movie. You rolled your hips in an attempt to get some friction, feeling as if you were going crazy, only for Sae to stop you. 
“I thought you wanted to focus on the movie,” he murmured, as he sucked on your neck. 
“Sae… Please…” 
He could never say “no” to those beautiful, pleading eyes; not in a thousand years and definitely not now. Capturing your lips in his, you felt him thrusting his cock in your soaked walls, slowly and teasingly, just so that he could drive you insane. His hand slid underneath his t-shirt which you were currently wearing, reaching your breasts and playing with your nipple, stimulating you further, as his other hand reached down and rubbed your clit, making you moan in your kiss. 
“Sae… Faster… Please…” you begged him. While you enjoyed feeling him stretching you all the way to the depths of your little cunt, you were desperate for him to make you cum. And at this pace, you weren’t going to experience that sweet ecstasy any time soon. His hips snapped, as he started pounding into you faster, just like you had requested. You held onto his arms that were holding onto your upper body, closing your eyes, as you focused on the sensation of him thrusting hard into your walls. 
Your body spasmed around his cock, as he fucked you through your orgasm, while you moaned for him to give you more. And he did. With his cock still buried into your cunt, Sae turned you around to face him. “Go ahead, love. Ride my cock till you’re satisfied.” He was just sitting there, looking at you as he waited for you to make a move. Placing your hands onto his stomach for support, you started bouncing yourself on his cock, moaning at how deep it reached. Leaning to his face, he lazily responded to your kiss. His hands caressed your body, before finding their rightful place on your hips. 
Sae slapped your ass, hearing you whimper in his ear. “You want me to fuck you myself, is that it?” he asked, his hands now slamming your hips on his cock. “Because I know for a fact that this isn’t enough to please you.” Your cunt creamed all over him, his vicious thrusts having you moaning his name amongst otherwise incoherent and nonexistent words. Sae smirked at how your walls clamped around him, making it impossible for him to pull himself out. He buried his face in the crook of your neck, painting your skin with his marks, as your body trembled in his embrace, already experiencing your second orgasm. 
He cummed into your cunt, filling you to the bream, having your eyes roll to the back of your skull. “More… More…” you meowled. Heeding to your demand, Sae had you lie on the couch, lifting your ass up, before thrusting himself in those tight walls of yours again. He was holding onto your ass, ramming into you just the way he knew would have you screaming, your face buried in one of the pillows. You had cummed twice and yet you were still getting more and more turned on as time passed by. 
You had lost track of time. You had lost track of how many times you had cummed. Your mouth was blubbering nonsense, but to his ears it sounded like a melody. Sae thrusted one more time, before reaching his orgasm, his movements coming to a halt, as he remained deeply buried in your cunt for a while. He kissed your shoulders, as his hands drew soothing lines across your exhausted body, whispering how good you had been for him. Pulling out, he took a minute to marvel at the mix of your releases dripping down your thighs. 
ʚ OLIVER AIKU ɞ
You sat in-between his legs, your head resting on his muscular chest, as you let him take care of you. After a shower, simply immersing yourself in the warm fresh water of the bathtub made you relax. Oliver was sitting behind you, kissing your shoulders and neck, making you ticklish. He couldn’t help but ran his fingers all over the marks he had left upon your body earlier, when he fucked you dumb until you were exhausted. Truth be told, he wanted to continue, not feeling as if he had had enough of you yet. But he didn’t wish to push you any further. 
You could feel his hardened cock on your ass. You turned your body around to face him, standing on your knees, your legs on either side of him. Oliver caressed your cheek gently, as he leant onto his hand, supporting himself on his elbow. His eyes wandered to your body, taking in how breathtakingly beautiful you were, branded all over with his marks. Wrapping his arm around your body, Oliver pulled you closer, burying his face in your breasts, as you ran your fingers through his hair. 
“You seem to be in a tight spot,” you pointed out. 
He chuckled, before raising his head to look at you, his chin resting on your chest. “You don’t need to worry about that, sweetheart.”
“No, that won’t do.” 
Oliver moaned, as you slid down slowly on his erect cock, slightly hissing from the lack of sufficient lubrication. Taking him all in, you wrapped your hands around his neck and relaxed your muscles. You crushed your lips on his, as the two of you exchanged sloppy and lazy open-mouthed kisses. You made out as he remained balls deep inside you, neither of you moving, just enjoying the sensation for a little while. 
Unconsciously, your hips started swirling around his shaft, suddenly feeling yourself turned on again. Oliver couldn’t help the smirk that curved on his lips, hearing your soft moans echo in the bathroom. He started thrusting his hips slowly into your velvet walls, as he held your waist firmly, aware that you were tired. His every touch was soft as a feather, making your body shiver from the intimacy of the moment. 
He made you painfully aware of how well his throbbing cock stretched out your little cunt. You were squeezing him tight inside you, not wanting him to pull out, not now or ever. On any other occasion, Oliver would have already started pounding into you as if he were in heat, making you scream his name and cum all over his cock. In fact, he had already done that just a while ago, which was the reason why he restrained himself. Not to mention that he quite liked having slow, loving sex once in a while, as he thought that it had its own grace. 
He was feeling thankful to have been able to slide himself in that cunt he adored so much, despite all your exhaustion. Other than any movement you made on your own, Oliver maintained his slow paced tempo. Intertwining your fingers on both hands, he brought them to his lips, kissing them softly. His eyes pierced through your body, making you blush from his tender gesture, which he found adorable, as he knew very well what an utter slut you could be for him. 
Holding tightly his hands, you started riding him, feeling impatient now to climax. Oliver just sat there, overwhelmed by your beauty, as you chased after your release. Your moans were enough to make him cum right then and there, but you came first. Coming to your aid, he jerked his hips upwards in a rougher manner, as he kissed your shoulder all the way down to your breasts, taking turns in sucking each nipple in his mouth, having you throw your head back, your hands clutching tightly his. 
He couldn’t help but laugh at your cute expression as you fought back the urge to fall asleep right at that moment, in spite of the fact that you were on the verge of orgasming. Grabbing your chin, Oliver captured your lips, muffling all those pretty moans of yours. His hands held tightly onto your waist keeping you in place, as he thrusted his cock in those creamy walls of yours, sending you to your release. He followed right behind you, burying himself inside you, as he cummed, coating every inch of your cunt. 
You kissed his lips one more time, before resting your head on his shoulder, whilst trying to regulate your breath. Oliver softly caressed your back, giving your head a little peck, helping you calm down from your high. Your shallow breathing and that cute little snore curved a loving smile on his lips, feeling you now completely asleep in his arms. Cleaning you up, he took you to the bed, lying your sleeping form down, before filling up the empty spot next to you. Unconsciously, you buried yourself in his arms the moment he lay down, making him chuckle. 
ʚ CHRIS PRINCE ɞ 
His favourite day was always the day after a football match. Well, definitely the day of the match was important to him and he would give his best performance throughout the game, but nothing beat waking up in his bed next morning, curled up in the bed sheets with you in his arms. Don’t even get him started if he had won the match the previous night. Chris would spend his entire morning just lying there next to you, watching you sleep so peacefully, feeling as if he were the luckiest person on earth. 
His mind would slowly start making dirty scenarios, thinking how perfect it would be if he were to just fuck you out of your slumber, welcoming you to the new day by making you cum on his cock. He would try to take care of his boner on his own, but that was never enough for him. Kissing your neck, he slowly slipped himself in your cunt, a low moan escaping his lips. Chris caressed your bare body underneath the bed sheets, leaving small kisses on your neck and shoulders. Sleeping naked was a habit you had picked up thanks to him. 
He didn’t make a single move, only remained deeply buried in your cunt, feeling euphoric from the warmth and tightness. He couldn’t help but chuckle at your little frowns in your sleep as you felt him getting more and more hard. You moaned, as your walls tightened around him, making it almost impossible for him to refrain from pounding into you. His arms wrapped around your body, as Chris massaged your breasts, earning a few more moans from his sleeping princess. 
He didn’t plan on actually fucking you — or at least not that soon. Chris simply wanted to relax a bit more before going about his day. However, naughty little you had other plans, when you shamelessly started moving your hips across his shaft, still sleeping. And he would be heartless not to heed to your obvious pleas for him to take you right then and there. Thrusting himself deep in your cunt, Chris watched over your shoulder at your reactions, getting more and more turned on. 
“C-Chris…” you moaned, slowly starting to wake up. 
“Good morning, princess.” He kissed your neck. 
Your body arched against him, aiding him in hitting all your pleasure spots. You hadn’t quite realised when all this had started and truthfully that was the least of your concerns at the moment. Seeing you awake, Chris picked up his pace, thrusting now faster into your drenched cunt, making you clutch hard onto your pillow. You were so beautiful, moaning his name as soon as you woke up. And even if it was entirely his fault, he would still make it seem as if it was yours. 
“You like my cock that much, don’t you, princess?” Chris mocked you, pulling back to admire the hickey he left on your neck. “Is that why you’re going crazy on it first thing in the morning? Oh my, what a dirty little girl you are. Just what am I going to do with you?”
But your half-awake, half-asleep brain couldn’t actually process his words, as his cock had it going dumb from the immense unexpected pleasure that seized control of your body. With a swift move, Chris had you lay on your stomach, as he thrusted himself into your cunt forcefully. You were screaming in the pillow, only for him to sneak his hand underneath and choke you out of it. “I want to hear those filthy moans, princess. Louder.” Soon enough, the room was filled with your moans, driving him towards his orgasm. 
Cumming into your cunt, he cupped your breasts and he continued pounding into you, fucking you out of your own orgasm. And if you thought that he was done, you didn’t know him as well as you’d like to believe. This was only the appetiser. The main dish was about to be served. And let’s not forget about dessert. Not even last night’s win had managed to satisfy him. He was hungry for more; he was hungry for you. Chris literally fucked you awake only to experience the honour of having you usurp his control and use him now to quench your own appetite for him. 
And while he let you do your thing for a while, he couldn’t allow himself to be under your command for long. “Mmm… Yeah… Just right there… Oh, fuck— Please… Harder…” He laughed at your face, seeing you frown and even cry when he slowed down on purpose, his thrusts now becoming more shallow and all of it just for the sole reason of punishing you, reminding you who is in control. Chris fucked you dumb right from the day’s start, which caused you to be a cute little silly mess for the entire day. But he didn’t care, he found it to be one of your charms. 
ʚ MICHAEL KAISER ɞ 
“You forgot your glasses again,” you scolded him. 
Kaiser was sitting on the couch, going through some stuff on his tablet. You could see how he had started struggling to read properly, having overexerted his eyes once again. Making yourself comfortable on his lap, you put his glasses on and smiled at him. “Thank you, darling.” He leant closer and kissed your lips, then wrapped his arms around you, as you rested your chin on his shoulder, him returning his attention back on his tablet. 
It felt nice, being engulfed by his scent always calmed you down. Kaiser would occasionally kiss your head, while soothingly ran his tattooed hand up and down your back. You enjoyed it, of course, but you really needed him at that moment. He couldn’t help but smirk at your hips grinding on him. “Oh, what do we have here?” he asked in a taunting tone. “Do you want my cock, darling?”
“Mmmm…” you moaned, feeling yourself get more and more aroused. “I need you now, Kaiser.” 
“Well, that is a problem.” 
You turned to look at him with a puzzled expression on your face. Kaiser kissed your lips, his tongue penetrating your mouth as his arms caged you in his embrace. Pulling back, he smirked, as he caressed your cheek, observing how breathless you already were by just one kiss. He removed your clothes slowly and agonisingly, taking pleasure in all your desperate whimpers for his touch. His name came out as a moan from your lips, as he rubbed two fingers on your drenched cunt. 
“Such a whore. And all for me.” Choking your neck, he bit down on your shoulder, then sucked on your flesh, leaving behind a hickey. Getting rid of his sweatpants and boxers, leaving himself naked as well, he aligned his hardened cock with your cunt, thrusting hard all the way in. You were about to move, when Kaiser stopped you, holding your waist down. He smirked, hearing you whimper, impatient for him to pound into you just the way that had your little mind go dumb. “What is it, darling? I thought you wanted my cock. Well, I gave it to you, didn’t I?” he feigned ignorance. 
You should have known better than to tell him that. When it came to sex, more often than not if there was something you wanted, Kaiser would make sure to take his sweet time before actually giving it to you. He teased you and mocked you, having you beg him for what you wanted. “Now, be a good little whore for me and stay still. I’m not done yet.” Resuming his attention on his tablet, he appeared completely unbothered by your cunt tightening around him. Yet you knew he was barely holding himself back, feeling his cock throb in your velvet walls. 
You had two options; be a good little whore and do as you were told or… “Hmm, you really wish to defy me?” Kaiser asked you amused, watching you move your hips on his cock. “You know what will happen next if you don’t stop right this instant, right?” Oh, you knew very well. You bet everything on him snapping right then and there, feeling as if you could cum only by that irritated look in his eyes. Innocently looking at his eyes, you shamelessly rode his cock, biting your bottom lip as you felt him reach deep inside you. “You’ve been warned, whore.” 
His hands kept your body still, as he started thrusting himself in your cunt. He buried himself on your breasts, sucking and biting all over them. Biting down on one of your nipples, he looked up to watch your lips part as you moaned his name. You would be lying if you said it didn’t hurt, although that was part of the fun. All that pent-up feeling of lust in your body washed over you, creaming all over his cock, curving a mocking smirk on his lips. 
Kaiser flipped you on your back, holding you down by your neck, as he continued pounding into you. You felt overwhelmed by his aggressiveness, a tiny bit of scared as well, but you relished the feeling. You were holding onto the couch for dear life as he ravaged your cunt, his tattooed hand pressing down on your stomach, forcing your breath out of your lungs. Your eyes rolled to the back of your skull, feeling him cum in your tight cunt that desperately clamped around him, not wanting him to leave. His hands on your waist were holding your body bruisingly tight, yet you couldn’t mind less about the kinds of marks he engraved upon you. 
The emperor was feeling generous today. He was going to shower you with his love and affection, as he would touch you tenderly, making you melt in his arms. And then stupid little you had to have it your way and dare to disobey him. Of course, he could never have that happening. Kaiser drove you from one orgasm to another, making you a total mess, ruined mascara tears running down your cheeks, your voice almost lost and your body marked down to the bones from him. And fuck, you looked so gorgeous, screaming his name as he had you orgasm for the last time.
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