#so touched x3

[sexynetra]

rachel !!!!!

post a line/snippet where the characters touch each other (in any way you wanna take that <3)

Hi darling Gi <333 thank you for the challenge of the day, I have decided to gift you 2 (two) forms of touching!

First, we have emotionally touched:

~~~

“Okay, yeah, but you don’t owe me a gift for it.”

“I know. I just want to,” Crystal smiled and Gigi’s heart fluttered.

“Are you sure I can’t see it? I’m not going to love it any less if I see it before it’s done. In fact, I might even love it more,” Gigi angled again.

Crystal was quiet a moment, and Gigi tried not to stare at the way Crystal’s tongue darted over her lips. “It's frankly unfair how hard it is to say no to you,” Crystal griped after a moment, stepping out of frame to grab something.

Gigi took the moment of privacy to try and still her racing heart. It was a painting, not a declaration of love. Crystal had made paintings for most of their friend group for various celebrations. This was nothing new or special. Still, Gigi felt like she couldn’t breathe when Crystal returned, gripping tightly to a small canvas.

~~~

And then we have some physical touching :)

~~~

Without her noticing, an hour had passed and Anetra, flopping onto the bed after messing up a trick with smoke rings, had moved so her head was resting in Marcia’s lap. Marcia absentmindedly played with the waves of Anetra’s hair. She looked so soft laying across her lap; nothing like the intimidating force of a woman she was when she was angry, or the stoic statue who wouldn’t show any emotion or vulnerability. This was the Anetra that Marcia had gotten glimpses of here and there, when Anetra was drawing, or spending time with Sasha, or after the Halloween party.

#I may be 5k into crygi and they haven’t physically touched yet that’s for me to know and you to find out #anyways I hope these fulfill the brief in a way you appreciate :) #I wanted to share more of the crygi scene but it spoiled too much of the scene #anyways sorry I’m posting this reply so late I typed out my response when I got home and then disassociated for a few hours #I’m back now though :) #also I brainstormed so many ideas for my fics today and wrote absolutely nothing #in fact I deleted a paragraph I had written before #anyways #someday soon I shall make progress again I promise #my writing #ask #asks #thecollectionsof #rawnsyf #running away will never set you free #anarcia #crygi #crystal methyd #Gigi Goode #Marcia x3 #Marcia Marcia Marcia #anetra #marcia #Olympic au

[hauntedpearl]

picture this: cas comes back from the empty a few years down the line, and dean and cas have a very tearful, emotional reunion and they immediately decide to get together because they are stupid and also idiots and like two weeks of kinda fighting and fucking and spending time together and they realize. well. actually. we don't really love each other anymore. but like they don't break up because it's like. sunk cost at this point for the two of them. so they just like. live like that. i think it helps because they're friends and they are, like, technically a good team, but they're both miserable and they don't understand it and they don't do anything about it either.

#hurt no comfort #i don't want destiel to be miserable but i think it's a possibility!!! that this happens #if you want thr hurt/comfort version this drags on for a few months and then one of them just up and leaves and the other is RELIEVED? #even as they are angry and scared #anyway a yesr or so goes by and then they get in touch again and then they actually talk about it #and yhen they're like okay let's be friends again #and like bc they're being normal they just fall in love naturally and then it's like. More Special in some ways bc this is choice x3 or #whatever #but like if you don't want it yo be sappy.happy then. well. #hand in unloveable hand #.they live like this and they die like this #doe is talking again #IM SORRY #EVIL DESTIEL

[countlessrealities]

Morty's birthday asks || @technodromes sent:

"I heard that humans celebrate the day of their birth with gifts. And it just came to my attention that today is the day of your birth. As your comrade, I went to get you a little 'birthday present'. I hope it is appropriate for this special event."

Bishop holds out a small package, neatly wrapped in a bright metallic blue paper and a white ribbon. Inside is a black box with a shiny new pair of rad sunglasses.

Receiving a visit from Bishop wasn't something Morty wasn't that day. He had gotten back from school just an hour before and he had decided to spend the afternoon just chilling in his bedroom, waiting for the usual birthday dinner with present his family organises every year.

He enjoys it, of course, even if, truth to be told, he's more looking forward to the trip Rick will take him on after it. Who knows where they will go this time. His grandfather is unpredictable and that's usually something to be wary of, but that day is an exception. The scientist has never failed to select a great location for the outings he plans for the teen's birthday and Morty has no reason to believe that this year it will be different.

The sound of a portal opening, different from the one he's most familiar with, startles the boy, almost causing him to drop the gaming console he's holding. His hand instinctively reaches for the laser gun he keeps under his mattress, but the movement is abruptly aborted as he recognises the figure who steps into his room.

"G-Geez, Bishop! Y-You scared the shit out of me!" The boy exclaims, but he is visibly relieved. Usually Rick's security system manages to prevent any unauthorised presence from portaling inside the house, but you can never be too careful. "W-What are you...?"

Morty's voice trails off as his eyes lock on the package the Utrom is holding. It's obviously birthday present for him, as the alien's words have confirmed, but his mind takes a moment too long to register it. He's not used to people who aren't part of his family giving him gifts, so his brain has to make an effort to recognise that it's happening.

"I-I..." He stutters, eyes wide with shock. Still, he takes the box, turning it into his hands for a moment. "Y-You didn't have to. I-I mean, yeah, it's tradition, b-but it's not...you know. M-Mandatory or anything."

Still that doesn't stop him from eagerly unwrapping the present, the speed with which his fingers undo the ribbon and tear into the wrapper betraying his enthusiasm.

If he has to be honest, he has no idea of what to expect. It's clear that this must be the first time, or at least one of the first times, when Bishop has found himself in the position to deliver a birthday present, so who knows what the Kraang might have picked. Though, once the box is open and the sunglasses are revealed, Morty has to admit that he should have seen it coming.

"C-Cool! Thanks a lot!" He exclaims, flashing his friend a bright smile. "I-It's...There's not specific kind of present y-you give on birthday. Y-You just pick something the other person likes."

As he explains, he picks up the sunglasses and slips them on. The room turns a little too dark, but he doesn't really care. He is making a statement, he's not trying to see better.

"N-Now we can be partners! Y-You're Agent B an-and I'm Agent M!"

He stands up from the bed and strikes what is supposed to be a cool post, chin high and arms crossed over his chest.

"W-We're your first, last, an-and only line of defense. W-We live in secret, w-we exist in shadow. An-And...we dress in black."

#[ ic :: Morty ] #[ ic :: event ; Morty's birthday ] #&& Bishop #technodromes #[ v. TranMortional Ricknections: Technodrome edition ; tmnt xover :: Morty ] #[[ okay this was so sweet and cute !! ]] #[[ Morty isn't used to having friend so he's really touched x3 ]] #[[ and also surprised bc he wasn't expecting Bishop to know xD ]] #[[ also now he's gonna feel part of the alien MiB x'D ]] #[[ 'cause apparently that's what he thinks Bishop is ]] #[[ even if idk if the Utrom gets that reference xD ]]

[trees-to-meet-you]

Lancer’s attacks are a lot smaller than they look

#like. when he hasn’t introduced himself yet and so you’re just running from the spade bullets #that’s where im at now #and if the edges of the spades touch the soul kris is completely fine #it only inflicts damage when they strike dead-on #i guess you could say lancer is more bark than bite! x3 #deltarune #liveblogging

[0-g-i]

I gasp so loud then I saw this!

A Big Mushroom!!!

#0-g-i thinks #Mushrooms mushrooms!! #fungi #wild fungi #photography #I was told not to touch them #so much mushrooms! #so fake grabs at them X3 #oh my goodness aaa~ #I like mushrooms

[mewtwoandme]

For 0 reason at all, absolutely none, whose Jay’s pokemon partner ;>

So uh...*cough* I um...got a little distracted over the weekend. Rather than working on things I was supposed to, I got fixated on something that was first inspired by Loupy and then further instigated by Phlurrii, so they are to blame for this XD

For a bit of context, I have never ever gotten an ask regarding if Jay even has a pokemon partner (until now that is, thank you Phlurrii X3) I guess people just assumed he didn't have one when in all actuality...he does :3

There's a reason she isn't part of the cast or hasn't been mentioned at all, which I'll explain in a bit. But first, this is Dragonfly

Dragonfly is a sassy girl packed with a LOT of attitude. She is very protective of Jay, so protective that she won't let anyone, not even his own girlfriend around him. Jay is HER human. You're not allowed to touch him. You even look at Jay funny, and you might get bit. And a bite from a Flygon is not pleasant.

I compare Argon's behavior to a dog a lot, and with Dragonfly, it's no different. In her case, she's a big girl with the personality of a small dog. Very much like a chihuahua, her bond with Jay is strong, and she can be hostile towards others, both human and pokemon.

This is the reason why Jay doesn't bring her around when visiting Lakota and the twos. She can be aggressive and does not get along well with others, but adores and is completely devoted to her partner.

#pokemon #flygon #rymesona #answered ask #phlurrii

[luckykiwiii101]

What I Will Be Manifesting This Week :

What I will be manifesting this week:

- Desired Body (Revised)

- Always Waking Up In The Void State Aware

- That my 3D always conforms in under 48 hours

What Will I Be Doing?

- Embodying the state of having my desires.

- Fulfilling myself in imagination whenever I think of my desires.

- Fulfill through visualisation and inner conversations because that is what feels most natural to me.

What Will I Manifest In The Void State?

- Desired Face & Body but with some finishing touches. (doll - like, kind of like Karen smith from mean girls)

- Desired Height (5’7)

- Desired hair (doll - like)

- Desired Name (so elegant and pretty!)

- Desired Personality

- Desired voice (singing & speaking)

- Desired Vibe (90s Supermodel)

- Desired house (so luxurious)

- Desired room (Barbie x Gossip Girl themed)

- Desired Wardrobe (Blair Waldorf type outfits)

- iPhone 15 Pro + Desired Phone Case

- New Desired Biological Dad + New cousins & aunties etc to match

- Revising that my parents got married in Paris

- Rich Family

- All my family members are happy and have everything they want

- Privacy

- Pretty School Interior & Exterior

- Desired School Uniform

- My best friends to live on the same road as me and to have everything they want.

- Perfect mental and physical health for all my loved ones.

- Desired Career to start early (Supermodel for when i’m 17)

- Perfect Posture

- Perfect Eyesight

- Perfect Culinary & Baking Skills

- Fluency in French & Dutch

- Piano Prodigy + being able to play desired songs on it

- Good at playing electric guitar

- Changing Appearance of my family members

- Revising my family’s names

- Always knowing what to say

- Family celebrates holidays like Christmas & Halloween

- Revising my memories to align with my dream life

- Photographic & audiographic memory

- Perfect grades

- Whenever I listen to a song, it feels like listening to it for the first time again.

- Desired Items

- Immune from embarrassment + Revising that any past embarrassing moments never happened

- Life feels like the early 2010’s again

- Life feels like a Gossip Girl Episode (You know I had to XoXo 💋)

- Life feels like a barbie movie (like princess charm school or smthg idk)

- Looking like desired songs

- Can Choose To feel hot or cold

- airport and plane processes to be always extremely fun and quick for my family, friends and I

- Teen Wolf & The Originals to be put back on Netflix

- Season 3 of One Of Us Is Lying to come out

- Some cute things for my pets

- Always know what my pets want

- My whole family to have good taste in fashion

- Go on nice holidays every year

- Materialise something instantly by affirming for it x3

- Kind, Respectful & Secular Family

- Disgusting Roadman fashion in London to be stopped (ew if u saw that shizz)

- Fashion to go back to the 90s and early 2000s

- People At School Don’t annoy me

- High Spice Tolerance

- Always Wake Up Feeling Fresh & Energised

- Never late to school

- Desired ear piercings

- Scary Insects never come near me (especially spiders AAAAH!!!)

- I appreciate all aspects of life

- Never abuse my manifesting abilities

- Everything i manifest manifests 10x better than how i imagined

- Basically revising my whole entire life top to bottom

+ much more personal things

Things I Will Be Manifesting For The World:

- World Peace in all realities

- No wars in all realities

- Palestine being free in all realities

- World healing

- Healed society

- Righteous justice system

- No corrupt leaders

- No corrupt governments etc

- Healthcare everywhere is free

- People are good people

- People treat eachother with respect and kindness

Guys, I will definitely go into more depth when i actually materialise all these and post my success story. + Will probably post some picture proof of materialistic things in my home and outfits etc but not my face or anything personal like that.

I wrote everything i’m going to manifest on here because I know i’m not going to be bothered to type it all out when i’m actually living my dream life in the 3D 💀

Share what you guys will be manifesting and stick to your new story so we can all post our successes together!!!

#void state #void #law of assumption #loa blog #loa tumblr #loassumption #loablr #manifestation #loa #neville goddard #live in the end #living in the end #law of assumption blog #manifesting

[etheries1015]

Reacting to fem reader wearing a tight dress except it's not actually that serious because I lost motivation to write it properly, i'm sorry

featuring: lilia, malleus, vil, trey, rook

Lilia

Also wearing a tight little dress

He's always wanted more kids yk

CANNOT keep his hands to himself

constantly touching ur hips and slapping ur ass

Malleus

Folds

sobbing inconsolably

breeding mode: On

that one scottish dancing dragon tik tok

Vil

Sobbing inconsolably x2 (ur finally wearing something other than sweatpants)

Says "I can wear it better" and then actually does wear it better

goes out in corresponding outfits

made you wear heels but they got uncomfy so he wears them for u later in the night

Trey

Folds x2

Yes I do the cooking yes I do the cleaning

Trey.exe has stopped working

Rook

Breeding mode: On x2

sobbing inconsolably x3

cannot stop touching you (and ur ass) x2

the guy lunging at the judge but it's him lunging at you

#twst #twst x reader #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #Lilia vanrouge #lilia #trey clover #rook hunt #vil schoenheit #malleus draconia #malleus x reader #trey x reader #twisted wonderland headcannons #twst headcannons

[sm-baby]

So uh if caine winds up his winder on the side of his head

Does it like.. give him better hearing for a few seconds

nah, he just

though i imagine it happening also when he's mad X3 like it turns with out him touching it. This gives a literal meaning to "you really grind (turn?) my gears!!"

[chuuyasheaven]

“Mornin' ride” — Chuuya Nakahara

“After a very, very rough night, you wake up on Chuuya's chest. He was still sleeping of course, which resulted into kissing him to wake up. Finally waking up, he returns those kisses only for it to lead no where but into a small soft but passionate morning ride.”

Tags: soft! Chuuya Nakahara / afab! Reader, soft sex, morning sex, pet names, lazy sex?, praising kink, short?, cockwarming at the end, slight teasing, might contain grammar errors, rushed, etc.

Notes: Please forgive me guyssss, i was being su1cidal and silly !!! Butttt DADDY'S HOME !! X3

It was morning, the sun was up and was shining opon your sleeping form. As you opened your eyes you found yourself on Chuuya's chest with his arms hugging you. You rubbed your eyes and smile at seeing your boyfriends sleeping face. Then your eyes drifted onto his collarbone, the hickeys that you gave him last night were very visible. You tried remembering what happened and slightly blush. Yesterday, he was mean and rough with you, grabbing your hair and literally made you cum more than once.

Your eyes drifted back to his face, focusing on his lips. The urge to kiss him was strong, so you just gave in. Your lips touched softly while you were kissing him, your free hand went through his hair gently. You kept on kissing him, separating a few times to breathe. As you continue to peck his lips, you give him one last kiss, that one kiss waking him up. Chuuya's eyes fluttered open to see your tired smile. “Good morning, my love!”, you whispered, giving him another quick peck. He stretched his arms out and yawned, he smiled at you after. “Good morning, baby.”, he said in his raspy morning voice.

“How did you sleep?”, Chuuya asked you while his hand was sliding under your shirt to caress your back. “Fine,”, you responded, suddenly, Chuuya pulled you into another kiss. You didn't deny it, so you kissed him back, you hands cupping his face. Accidentally, you tried to get closer but you ended up rutting against his hips, making you both gasp into the kiss. Separating again, you tried to apologize. “Sorry, Chuuya, I didn't mean to—”, he only grabbed your hips and continued to make out with you softly. While grabbing your hips, he slowly moved them to grind against his crotch. As you were slowly getting turned on by this, Chuuya was getting harder by each grind.

After separating for the last time, he lazily smirked at you while removing your panties. He tossed them on the floor. "You don't mind riding me, right?", he asked in his morning voice, which was sexy and raspy. You nodded, fidgeting with Chuuya's waistband, trying to get past his boxers. When you finally got past it, you already had yourself positioned ready to take him. Since you were a little sore from last night you sank down slowly and gentle. Chuuya let out a deep grunt during the process, after taking him in fully you decided to wait to adjust. "You're still sore from yesterday?", "With the way you fucked me, yes, I am.", you replied, only to see another smirk forming back his lips. "But you liked it, didn't you, baby?", you blushed slightly at his teasing question. "Go slow if you need to,", that's when you adjusted just right, ready to start.

You started to slowly rock your hips, a quiet moan escaping your throat. Chuuya wasn't quiet either, a few grunts and whimpers left too. Yes, it was like 7am, but can you blame each other? You're both addicted to the feeling. "You need help, princess?", Chuuya asked while grabbing your hips to help you move. Instead of taking full control, he just went with the flow you created, gentle and soft. "Ch–chuuya. .", you whimpered softly, holding onto his shoulders. "That's my good girl,", Chuuya groaned into your ear, only helping you reach your orgasm faster. He was slowly picking up the speed, trying to release faster. "I'm getting— hah, c–close. .", Chuuya just kept quiet, his own climax nearing too. Both of your moans were filling up the room so early in the morning.

Soon enough, it washed over you, you gushed around his cock. "F–fuck.", Chuuya whimpered, making him cum inside of you. During your climax, Chuuya kissed you passionately. After coming down from your sweet release, you rested on top of Chuuya's chest again. "Want me to pull out?", you shook your head to signal a "no". He shrugged it off and kissed your forehead. "I'm tired.", you said before yawning, Chuuya just chuckled softly. "Lay down for a few minutes then. I'll wake you up later, sweetheart.", you closed your eyes, slowly drifting into sleep meanwhile Chuuya just held you close.

"—Sleep well, darlin'."

Rei's Taglist !!

@kk-oma , @medusalovessnakes , @miloofc , @crystalice09 , @soukokulatte !!

#Rei's Kinktober 2023 !! ❤️ #chuuya nakahara #bsd smut #bungo stray dogs smut #chuuya smut #chuuya nakahara smut #chuuya x reader #bsd chuuya

[notjustdragonspages]

Donnie cuddle headcanons

There are SO MANY headcanons where Donnie despises touch. Even with Y/N. And I don't like it. Rewatch the show, Donnie likes touch, just not when he's overwhelmed or not prepared at all. Even then, if his brothers hug him without warning, he doesn't mind. I'm the same way, and just because Donnie's autistic doesn't mean he falls in the same categories. Autism is like anxiety, it's different for everyone. DONNIE LIKES TOUCH PEOPLE.

So, I'm making my own because you all suck/j

• Donnie likes touch as long as he's not overstimulated

• Or upset. Then it's a definite no.

• however if he asks for touch when he's sad or crying, then the previous point may be dismissed

• Donnie really likes shell rubs, despite common opinion

• It's very relaxing to him, especially after a mission.

• If you massage his shell, oh boy, be prepared to stay there for a few hours X3

• His shoulders half a few scars from his battle shell chaffing the skin,

• And the skin there is usually dry, so scritches there are appreciated.

• Speaking of scritches, a soft spot for him is the top of his thigh, around the markings

• First time you scratch there he screeches like a cat

• Once his brain registers what's happening though, it's all churrs and happy rumbles

• Fair warning, don't do this in his lab.

• Chin scritches are okay, avoid his snout

• run your nails over his head, he'll melt.

• In the colder months, he WILL steal all your body heat

• No use in fighting this tired turt

• Headaches usually rest in his temples and the base of his skull (tension headache)

• If he seems irritated or grumpy and is holding his head a lot

• it's probably why

• Rub these areas to relax and calm the terrapin

• So he doesn't bite you💀

• Other areas to rub/massage:

• Neck, Shoulders, Jaw, Hands

• He's got shrimp posture like an artist, the boy needs help

• Often gets hand cramps, so I don't really gotta explain that one.

• Jaw just goes with the headache hc

• Snuggles and cuddles please

• Sit in his lap while he works

•Or in his loft bed, he doesn't mind

• Likes being the little spoon but prefers big spoon

• Kisses. All the kisses. Especially after the Krang

• this turtle is so romantically touch starved it's not even funny

#rottmnt #rise of the tmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt donnie #rottmnt donatello #Rottmnt x reader #donnie x reader #donatello x reader

[weepinglilvessel]

With a lot of request of bringing this AU back, I thought I’d make a few changes and updates X3

Chaos AU

For those who haven’t been here since the start like a few others. The Chaos AU lives up to its name, following the four doing crazy shenanigans or being full out unhinged (when their all together of course. It has an actual story)(kinda, I’m working on it XD)

The main part of it follows Sig and Pebbs and their relationship (as friends) and how they grow to not a hate each other. It’s a simple AU, nothing really too angsty.

It started as a “What if” post last year about Sig and Pebbs. Most seemed to like where it was going so it expanded a bit.

But to some it up. Unhinged Iterator off the string type crap. More info shall come eventually.

Of course this AU needs so touch ups cuz… it’s outdated and lore is wacky. But I’ll get to it (•̀ᴗ•́)و

#weepingart #I thought about bringing it back for a bit now #of course the Eclipse Au will still be going #but imma let fate decide which AU is going to continue the longest #chaos au #rw chaos au #rain world iterator #rain world fanart #rw fanart #au info #revived au #rw lttm #rw srs #rw nsh #rw fp

[punktactical]

INSANITY , dracule mihawk

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summary ; mihawk would do anything to get his lover back.

warnings ; gender neutral reader , angst , character death , implied depression , slight necrophilia ? ( kissing a dead person )

a/n ; this was gonna be smut but like . . . i wasnt ready to write it yet. i wanted the sadness to sink in first. maybe i'll do a part two if im convinced x3 ( im working on requests at the moment, maybe drop one if u want !! )

★

★

death is devastating.

to know someone will never come back and that you'll never see them in person again, it's agonizing. especially when you have unfinished business with them.

it's like mold, growing the more you refuse to clean it. to clean it would mean to rid of the thought, how could you ever rid of that person you love?

how could mihawk ever get rid of you?

the only person who ever stood by him, who kept pushing towards him, who understood him.

the day you died, you took a piece of him with you. the day they lowered your casket into the ground, they lowered him as well. 

it's been hurting, rotting. he needs that piece of him back.

he needs you back.

which is what leads him to the graveyard, with a shovel and an empty bottle of wine. his forehead was slick with sweat, mixing in the drops of rain pouring from the night sky. the thoughts had been plaguing his mind, spotting his vision with images of you, distorted and distraught. he needed to get rid of them, to bring you back for good.

the shovel plummeted into the ground, mud plastering itself onto his wet boots. the rain continued to pour, small puddles now surrounding him. the lightning cracked, shooting through the sky. on rainy days like these, you'd often beg mihawk to watch the rain pour. he'd always decline, but now he only wishes he could go back and sit with you all those times.

there's a pile of wet dirt growing and growing, the longer he scoops its up, growing closer to where they put your body. the shovel wasn't enough, it couldn't pull enough dirt. so, he tosses it to side, gets on his knees, and begins scratching and shoveling through the dirt with his bare hands.

dirt finds itself under his usually clean nails, but he could care less. he couldn't wait any longer. his sweetheart was only a casket away.

the rain soaked his white button up, sticking to his toned body. his hair was damp, loose strands falling over his face. nobody would believe it, that the world's greatest swordsman was on his knees, digging up his deceased lover. it was pathetic, sad, how someone as simple as you had him throwing his pride away.

his fingers felt the touch of a hard surface, his stomach dipping. there it was, the box that held the only thing he wanted. for a moment, a grin stretches across his face. it's maniacal. his eyes were blown, the once hazel orbs now full-on gold, glowing in the rainy night.

his hands grip the sides of the casket, nails digging into the wood. with all his might, he pulls over the lid, finally revealing it. you.

there you laid, eyes closed. mihawk chuckled sadly. you were as beautiful as you were the day you died. your skin was drained of color, sickly looking. he only stared at you for a moment, taking in your image. he couldn't believe it. you were finally back, in front of him. with him, right where you belonged.

a droplet of rain falls onto your face, breaking mihawk out his trance. he scrambles to grab your limp body, holding you close to his wet body. he kissed your face, lacking the warmth you once carried with your presence. mihawk spoke softly, voice slightly cracking.

"shh . . . i know it's cold, my love. we'll be back home soon, in warmth, together."

the world's greatest swordsman had lost his mind.

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#one piece #one piece fanfiction #light angst #one piece angst #angst #dracule mihawk #dracule mihawk x reader #mihawk x reader #mihawk smut #mihawk angst #one piece smut #hes lost his mind #dark content #punkz postz

[countlessrealities]

Send “Talk about” and a name for my muse to talk about that person || No longer accepting.

@treasurechcst sent: For Adrien. Talk about Plagg! What are your thoughts on him criticizing your love interests? Do you think he's a bad influence on you?

Adrien lets out a heavy sigh at the question, the kind that speaks louder of a thousand words. The sound is heavy with exasperation, but there's no real heat or anger in it. Sure, Plagg annoys him at times, but he is also the reason why his life has taken a sudden turn for the best.

Being Cat Noir can be complicated at times, but he has never felt more alive than he does when wearing the mask. Not to mention that he never feels as lonely as he used to anymore, even when his father forbids to see his friends. He is never alone and, while the Kwami can be a real pain in the neck at times, Adrien is extremely grateful for that.

Also, the cheesy puns and speeches have been growing on him...even if he will never admit that to Plagg because it would be like giving him permission to go crazy with them.

"Let's say that I could do without his constant judging," the teen admits, running a hand on his face. "I know that I'm not...great at handling that sort of situations, but it's not like he's helpful. His isn't constructive criticism. He doesn't even tell me what I should not do. He just sits there and acts like he's some...love expert, when we both know that Kwamis can't feel romantic love."

There's the smallest hint of grievance in his tone as he speaks the last sentence, but it's fleeting.

"Maybe I should threaten to feed him only cheap supermarket cheese, if he keeps that up. Maybe that will shut him up."

Plagg can try and call his bluff if he wants, but Adrien is really serious about that threat.

"As for him being a bad influence...I wouldn't call it that," he goes on, his expression turning pensive for a moment. "I mean, he has been pushing me to be a little more...rebellious, I guess, but...He's right. If I want to live my own life, I must have the chance to make my own choices. And also to make mistakes and learn from them. Even if it won't be what my father wants from me..."

His voice trails off a little as he glances away, the briefest flash of guilt darkening his eyes.

"Plagg is the opposite of a conscience more often than not, but...I think it's what I need to figure out who I want to be."

#[ ic :: Adrien ] #[ This touch can turn a world to ashes yet it brought the spark back in my life :: Adrien & Plagg ] #treasurechcst #[[ gotta love that Plagg exasperates Adrien so much ]] #[[ but Adrien keeps being super lenient with him x3 ]] #[[ he really appreciates having him around tbh ]] #;; queue

[shidouswhore]

can I make a request ? 💗

About reader working as a stripper in a nightclub in which Shidou ofc is a regular guest x3 and him wanting to fuck reader so badly since shes his fav dancer there and reader always saying no until one night... 😏 Yk, pretty please, i need this so badly 😭💗🖤

mmm!! im literally drooling. here ya go :p

warnings: slight stalkerish behaviour, teeny tiny daddy kink, cumdump (?), dumbification, little bit of angst!, licking..?, dacryphilia, biting, root/hair pulling n tugging, slapping, rough sex!! :( ok this is getting too long

“cmooon, babe—“ his annoying voice called out to you yet again, for the.. 1, 2, 3, 4.. you lost count’th time this evening.

you had to admit, he was hot, and paid a good amount of money… just not your type. stripping wasn’t easy, with the amount of strange, men flooding in through the doors each night. you had your fair share of desperate ones, and he was no different. shidou, was it? though, he pleaded for you to just call him “daddy ryusei”, a hand already grabbing at yours as if a big, shiny, glowing, neon pink sign saying “don’t touch the employees” wasn’t on the wall behind him.

you simply rolled your eyes, snatching your hand away from his as you walked away, your hips moving with each step you took, a handful of the men turning their heads towards you.

you sighed deeply as soon as you go to the back, crashing against the couch as your fellow coworkers gossiped and giggled about the “hot blondie” outside.

as if, he’s a total weirdo once he opens that pretty mouth of his.

it had been a few weeks, and that strange man still hadn’t left you alone. every night he was there in the crowd, a grin on his face as he waved to you, fuchsia eyes trained on the way your body moved so well.

of course, he didn’t stop his pursuit to get in your pretty little pants— coincidentally parking his car next to yours, leaving when your shift ended, etc.

you sighed, legs slightly shaking with each step you took as you walked through the lobby’s doors, the cold night’s air hitting your face as the glass slid open.

it had been a tiring shift, and you just wanted to get home to your boyfriend.

he supported you when you brought up the idea of getting into stripping, and was actually happy for you… or so you thought.

as soon as you got home, the sounds of erotic moans and the bed frame thumping against a wall reverberated against your ears.

your eyes widened, and you immediately ran to your bedroom, not bothering to slip out of the uncomfortable heels on your feet.

there he was, your boyfriend, balls deep inside your best friend.

“k-keep going john!” she’d squeal, eyes squeezed shut as she approached her orgasm— a confused and ugly pout appearing on her chapped lips as she peered up at YOUR boyfriend. “what is it?” she’d inquire, turning her head to the direction the man was looking at, her expression falling as she realised…

“it’s not what it looks like, i swear! let us explain!” they’d shout in a panic, scrambling to throw their clothes on to preserve at least a little of their dignity, their pleas falling on deaf ears as you backed away from the bedroom, back hitting against the hallway’s wall, your head coincidentally bumping a photo of you and your ‘loyal and loving’ boyfriend, whom you thought you’d marry, off of the wall.

you wasted no time in turning around and dashing out the door, sore fear carrying you towards your car where you dug into your purse, trembling hands gripping onto your phone.

you pulled the device out, staring into your reflections as your tears fell against the screen with little splashes, the sound of the two people you trusted most begging for forgiveness and spewing whatever excuses they could come up with.

you looked down at the receipt in your expensive handbag, eyebrows furrowing as you thought out your next decision. you didn’t want to dwell on it too long, and quickly plucked the piece of paper out and dialed in the number— his number, the man from your strip club.

you don’t even know why you did it, maybe because you were angry, sad, stressed…

“helloooo?” his voice rang through the speakers unnaturally loud, his tone falling silent at the sound of sniffles. “um..?”

“hello,” you whimpered into your phone, tears falling down your cheeks as your breath began to quicken, watching your own boyfriend and best friend walk back into your house, clearly going to continue their little “drunken mistake” you had walked into. “can i come over? what’s your address?” you almost sobbed, hoping that he’d recognise you. “this is… shidou, correct?”

“oh, my lovely name!” he’d cry out, immediately adding you as a contact as he typed in his address for you. “don’t cry sweetheart,” he’d coo, voice growing low. he had to admit, the sound of your tears turned him on slightly. and it was finally his chance to fuck your enticing pussy, oh damn— he was hard again. “how far away are you, babe?” he’d hum, standing up from his couch as he strolled towards his bedroom, feet falling against the carpet in heavy footsteps before he opened his drawer, flicking through the various toys stored in there.

“i-i’m around 10 minutes away, see you soon.” was all you said to the blonde, slim fingers wrapping around the gear stick, your pretty manicured snails sparkling under the streetlamp’s dull light, flickering under the starry sky.

shidou was quick to open the door as soon as he heard a few light knocks, his muscular arms trapping you in a bone-crushing hug. “are you alright?!” he’d say, his large hands not so discretely creeping down to your plush ass.

“m-my boyfriend cheated on me.” you sniffled, standing still as you let shidou’s hands wander, too many tears slipping from your eyes to care about anything else.

he frowned, leaning down as he kissed the corner of your eye, before a grin spread on his face. “it’ll be alright〜” he said, before licking softly at the salty tears streaming down your face; causing you to whimper out a quiet moan from the feeling.

from that point, you honestly didn’t remember much. he just tucked his hands beneath your thighs, picking you up and carrying towards your bedroom as his nose nuzzled your tear-stained cheeks.

so you found yourself sprawled out on the creepy man’s bed, the very same man who had waited at your work and begged to do many questionable things with you. he propped one of your pretty legs on his shoulder, occasionally kissing at the skin of your ankles as he roughly rolled his hips into yours.

tears rolled down your cheeks, sobs of pleasure leaving your plump lips. your body bounced back as shidou pounded into you, his thick cock ramming right into your sweet spot, your tear-filled eyes practically rolling into the back of your skull.

“r-ryusei!” you mewled as he leaned down to your neck, his sharp canines biting down on your collarbone. he licked and sucked in response, a pornographic moan slipping from between his lips, wet with your spit from the previous make out sessions.

“sorry, sweets.” he’d giggle, kissing at the forming hickey, grinning to himself at the sight of the bruise. perfect, he thought.

you both knew this was only because you were feeling vulnerable and alone, you just wanted someone to fill you up and fuck you til’ you couldn’t even remember your boyfriend— no, ex’s actions.

his knuckled grazed your cheeks, the back of his palm gently wiping away your tears before he slipped two thick fingers past your lips.

your back arched off of the bed, sweet moans and whimpers being muffled by the fingers pushed into your mouth. you sucked gently on his fingers, tongue swirling obediently as your thigh twitched, you were getting close.

he knew it, he could tell by the way your moans grew quieter and how your breath quickened. “it’s okay baby, you’re close aren’t ya? just sit tight and mmh-“

he tilted his head back as you clenched down on him, gushing all over his big cock and heavy balls without warning, an eager and desperate moan leaving your lips as your eyes screwed shut, long and curled eyelashes fluttering.

he fucked into you with a few more thrusts, relishing in the way your pretty little pussy feels after waiting for so long.

soon enough, he grew closer and closer, pulling out of your greedy folds before shrugging your leg off, his fingers parting from your lips with a soft ‘pop!’ before he jerked himself off, shooting ropes and ropes of his sticky cum onto your breasts, smiling at the bruises ranging from a deep shade of red to a pretty purple littered across your body.

after waiting for you for so, so, long, the many nights he spent stroking his cock to the thought of you and your naughty smiles, your dirty looks, your enticing curves…

oh shit, he’s cumming again.

he collapsed onto you, panting softly as a hand reached to push a few strands of your hair behind your ear. “ya feeling alright, sweetheart?” he’d ask, a sultry tone in his voice as he narrowed his eyes at you, a thick finger tracing your arm. “ya think you can handle another round?” he teased, poking at the fat of your hip.

he didn’t even wait for a response, simply planting his big hands onto your waist, flipping you over and pushing your head into the cushy mattress. he grasped a pillow, propping your ass up before slipping back into your folds. it was fairly easy, considering the amount of times he had made you cum that night.

he knew this was temporary, but he couldn’t help but think of you as a sweet little cumdump, a perfect cocksleeve for his large dick.

“ya take me so well, sweets〜” he’d chuckle, a breathy moan escaping his lips as he settled, before harshly pounding back into your pussy.

the wet and sloppy sounds of his bald slapping against your asscheeks echoed against the walls, your loud moans being swallowed by the bedsheets as your hands clutched at whatever you could.

with a particularly delicious thrust, he had you squirting all over his dick, a satisfied smirk on his face as he continued, a hand slamming down against a cheek.

you whined, tears forming in your eyes once again.

“ryuuu—“

SLAP!

“come on, pretty baby. just keep that mouth of yours for moaning, alright? don’t wanna hear—“ he thrust into your folds, groaning before he continued. “i don’t wanna hear another word come out of your mouth other than ‘daddy’ or ‘yes, that’s it’ okay?”

you couldn’t even comprehend any of his words at this point, mind consumed by the way his tip was kissing your cervix, fucking you better than you’ve ever felt before.

why didn’t you let him hit earlier? if you knew he was this good you would’ve dumped that cheating son of a birch earlier.

“right there—!” you scream into the comfy bed, and ryusei grinned in response, slapping your ass once again.

“ya like that? my cute little slut.”

maybe it was wrong for him to call you ‘his’.. but he couldn’t help it, not with the way you were taking his dick so good, just like an obedient little whore. his obedient little whore.

“mine, mine.” he found himself growling about making you his as you came once again, your jaw slacked with drool dripping down your plush lips, eyes crossed together as you mumbled agreements to whatever he was saying.

“nobody’s ever fucked ya like this, huh?” he asked, a hand planting itself in your roots as he tugged, pulling your face up as he leaned down to your ear, his words almost barely being heard.

you nodded in response, a sob leaving your lips as shidou tugged again.

“tell me, tell me who’s fuckin this needy little girl so good? who is it?” he hissed, voice growing louder and louder with each harsh thrust of his hips.

“y-you areee!”

“who?!”

“daddy ryusei!”

@erea01 @shironagi @isagispuzzlepiece

note: i am working on another request, so be ready!! love ya :3

#shidou x you #shidou ryuusei x reader #shidou smut #blue lock shidou #bllk shidou #shidou x reader #shidou ryusei #bllk imagines #bllk smut #bllk x you #bllk x reader #bllk #bllk fluff

[kisses4lao]

HI X3! Can you maybe write sub!Bi han? And i love your writings THEY'RE SO INTERESTING🤭🤭‼️‼️

Hi guys for some unknown reason Tumblr isn't letting me edit my FUCKING DRAFTS so I was writing a syzoth pegging hcs and accidentally deleted it

Also I had to do everything in this fic in one sitting so if it's rushed just know it's late at night and I'm mad

Tw/cw: submissive bi han, use of toys(handcuffs, dildos, cock rings), bi Han being a bitch, begging, overstimulation if you squint, edging

Not proofread suck my dick, eat my ass, and tickle my balls while you're at it too

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Bi Han is rarely submissive. It has a lot to do with his pride, wanting to constantly be in control, but god does he love being a bottom sometimes

He'd usually only ever be bottom if it's late at night and he just doesn't feel like being in top

Keyword usually

Other times, he'd sometimes just flip you over during missionary. He genuinely loves seeing you ride him, but he loves being teased in this position more

When Bi Han does decide he wants this, he wants to go all out. Handcuffs, cock rings, vibrating dildos, all of the above and more

It's a continuous whimper fest when he's like this. Body completely restricted as you push the dildo in and out of him on the highest setting, cock ring snuggled tightly on his base as slowly run your tongue on his tip

His head would fall back in pleasure, whimpering and saying your name under his breath with small curses following it

He'd be begging for a release, just for you to turn the vibrator off and take your mouth off his cock

He'd be staring at you in complete shock and confusion, tears streaming down his face as he begs and begs for a release

Pulling at the handcuffs and squirming in the bed, trying to touch you, trying to relieve himself, but nothing

So he lays there. Breathing heavily as he glares at you

You'd just stay still, completely unfazed as he continues to make eye contact. Tension welling in the air as you can feel him getting frustrated

And out of nowhere, you turn the vibrator back on at the highest setting, catching him completely off guard

His head cocks back at the sudden feeling, moaning loud before cumming on his lower abdomen

Afterwards he'd be completely flushed. Quiet and avoiding your gaze. Was he frustrated? Yes. Was it also some of the best sex he's ever had? Also yes.

Maybe he wouldn't be such a grumpy fuck if he got pegged every once in a while

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A/n: I rewatched doctor strange the other day and oh my god????? He's so fine???? Why did none of you tell me this?????

#mortal kombat #mortal kombat smut #mortal kombat x reader #bi han x reader #bi han mk #bi han smut #bi han x reader smut #mk smut #mortal kombat x reader smut #crying and throwing up