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juanarc-thethird · 2 months
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May gives jaune a valentine card
Valentine's Day letters. (May Zedong)
You didn't specify which May, so I went with the character that I see most paired with Jaune, between the two May's. -------------------------------------
Jaune: Oh… May sent me a Valentine's letter. I'm surprised she would do that. She is so shy.
He opens the letter and says:
In a world full of faces, you stand apart, The one who truly knows the depths of my heart. No other soul comprehends me like you do, Our connection profound, tried and true.
You see beyond the façade I wear each day, Peering into my soul, where truths lay. Through your eyes, my essence is shown, A bond unbreakable, a love we've known.
In crowded rooms, I still feel a lingering ache, Loneliness persists, no solace to take. But with you, my love, it all fades away, In your presence, understood, come what may.
There's a profound understanding between us, A language unspoken, a trust we discuss. In your arms, I find solace, I'm known, A sanctuary of love, a place we have grown.
No other touch has stirred my soul as you, No other connection feels as real and true. With you, I am seen, my heart fully known, In your presence, my love, I've truly found home.
Jaune: *Touched by her words* I decided, I'm going to marry this woman.
---------- A little plot twist to this series, don't you think? But below I leave you what you normally expected from this. ----------
Jaune: Oh… May sent me a Valentine's letter. I'm surprised she would do that. She is so shy.
He opens the letter and says:
I'm too shy for this, But I can't lose you. Please come to my bed, So I can screw you~💋
P.S. Normally I don't talk like that, but Neon told me to write this so I don't lose you to another girl. I'm sorry!
Jaune: *Chuckles while blushing* She's so cute~
Jaune: I'm going to fuck her good.
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fuzzydreamin · 4 months
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OC's as Obscure References
Thanks for the tag @bokatan💖 No pressure tags: @raid3r-r4bbit @serknighted @ss-bullseye
Under the cut for length~
Name: Nora Diane Sosu
Animal: Poodle Colours: Blues and Browns Month: November Songs: Sanctuary - Shelby Merry Gravity of Love - Enigma Gravity - The Superjesus Number: 88 (atomic number of radium) Plants: Chrysanthemum, Marigold, Begonia, Roses Smells: Florals and Traces of Cigarettes Gemstone: Blue Sunstone Time of Day: Sunrise Season: Spring Places: A personal office filled with books and an overpacked desk, A lively living or dining room, A grassy hill as the sun rises or sets Drinks: Cold-brew Coffee, High End Alcohol, Fruity Cocktails Element: Water Astrological Sign: Scorpio Seasonings: Rosemary, Mint, Cardamom Sky: Sunlit golden clouds in a blue-orange hued sky Weather: Clear Weapons: Heavily Modded Sniper Rifle, Magnum Pistol, Serrated Knife Social Media: Discord Make-Up Product: Bright lipstick, for leaving marks on others Candy: Turkish Delight Method of Long Distance Travel: Boat or Vertibird Art Style: Art Nouveau Fear: Loss of Control (Herself, Situations, Finding herself responsible if others die, etc) Mythological Creature: Banshee Piece of Stationery: Fountain Pen Three Emojis: 🌟⚖️💋 Celestial Body: The Sun
Name: Alberta Jefferson
Animal: Racoon Colours: Greens and Black Month: July Songs: Lion - Hollywood Undead Cancer - My Chemical Romance The In-Between - In This Moment Number: 101 (vault) Plants: Acanthus, Cowslip, Rainflower, Fungus Smells: Leather and Machine Oil (Also very slight Ozone smell to ghouls) Gemstone: Apache Tears Time of Day: Twilight Season: Autumn Places: The great outdoors on a wide open road, A bar packed with friends, A lonely dark corridor or side room filled with old tech Drinks: Pure Water, Regular Nuka Cola, Cheap Beer Element: Air Astrological Sign: Cancer Seasonings: Ginger, Parsley, Saffron Sky: Cloudy and Green Before a Storm Weather: Stormy Weapons: A3-21's Plasma Rifle, Modded Baseball Bat, Various Explosives Social Media: Tumblr Make-Up Product: Eyeblack Candy: Gumdrops Method of Long Distance Travel: Walking or Driving a Run-down Van Art Style: Grafitti Fear: Feeling/Being Trapped Mythological Creature: Chimera Piece of Stationery: Scientific Calculator Three Emojis: ⚙️⚔️☢️ Celestial Body: Uranus
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brightlilith · 2 months
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Blue Sea - 2
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Masterlist – Navigation
Blue Sea - Masterlist – MCU - Mastelist
Resquet Open – Buy me a coffe
Previous Chapter – Next Chapter →
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x retired spy!reader
Summary: Following the events of The Falcon and The Winter Soldier, Bucky Barnes is trying to adapt to a normal life, but is forced to join forces with a retired CIA spy to stop an old enemy seeking revenge. They certainly don't like each other, but they have incredible chemistry.
Warning: Violence, "fighting", traumatic past, kidnapping, Sharon Carter (Yes, she is a warning), torture, bad English, I think so(?), let me know if you have more.
A/N: Who doesn't love an enemies to lovers? English isn't my first language, so I apologize for any grammatical and spelling errors. Constructive criticism and supportive messages are always welcome, it motivates me to keep writing. Let me know if something is wrong, my dm is always open. kisses💋
Like, comment, and/or reblog I would be very grateful 🩷
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Walking along the beach at night, the silver light of the moon reflected on the calm waters, while the stars twinkled in the night sky. The gentle sound of the waves breaking on the shore soothed my thoughts, and a feeling of inner peace enveloped me. Sitting on the sand, watching the twinkling stars and the moon reflecting on the sea, I surrendered to the sense of absolute peace. That night, the beach was my sanctuary, a refuge of tranquility and serenity, where I could regain my inner peace.
And then, I found myself in front of Sam Wilson, in his classical architecture house that brought me peace. Tension filled the air as Bucky entered the place. Images of our last encounter flashed through my mind, and I immediately felt a wave of disgust and anger. I couldn't believe he was here too. Sam, noticing our small internal war, asked us to at least make a truce until the mission was over.
Sam explained about the auction and how we were going to recover Captain America's shield. The plan was perfect, but the presence of Sharon Carter at the auction emitted threatening signals. It was as if the shadow of betrayal and failure loomed before us. I didn't trust her.
The glamour of the auction masked a feeling of anguish that consumed me as we walked disguised among the crowd. The presence of Wilson Fisk, the Kingpin, loomed in the environment, filling it with a sinister atmosphere. Everything seemed to be going smoothly until Sharon ruined the plan, triggering a sequence of horrifying events - it was a trap. People ran directly to the exits, others hid in fear, and in all the chaos I lost sight of Sam and Bucky.
The feeling of dread engulfed me as I found myself in the midst of a desperate crowd, being dragged away from any possibility of escape. I fought as hard as I could, but my vision quickly turned black. The darkness of the events enveloped me relentlessly, making each second an eternity.
When I woke up, I was in some kind of truck with other women and children, we were all tied up and most were crying in fear. I knew where we were going, I knew where I was going. The women would probably be sold to illegal pleasure houses, the children would probably go to the Red Room - may God take care of all of them - and I would go back to Hydra.
I knew I would have a terrible end when I went back to Hydra; I would be tortured until my last breath. Or perhaps they would just torture me until they got tired, and then they would conduct more experiments until I couldn't bear it. They would say that if I hadn't escaped, none of this would have happened. This is all the CIA's fault. And now I pray for my life as they take us there, I pray that Sam saves us, and also that Bucky saves us.
"It's going to be okay," I murmur to myself.
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korraofthereef · 11 months
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Hey! Don't know if you're still doing Neteyam requests, but if you are, could you make an imagine where the reader loves to cook but is just really bad at cooking, like burning up the house, melting plastic bowls, exploding food kind of bad at cooking and Neteyam is just being the dreamy boyfriend he is and being supportive of them, you can change it if you want to, or you can just not write it at all, thanks for reading anyway, hope you're doing well!
Baby, of course I’ll do this. 💋
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Preparing meals for your friends and family is not as easy as it used to be when you lived within the Omatikaya clan . . . adapting to the lifestyle of the Metkayina people was easier said than done. You were a great swimmer, strong in the currents— but you stumbled upon the much simpler ways of the people. For instance, cooking.
Neteyam Sully (21) x fem!reader (21)
Warnings : pure fluff , loving mate Neteyam , (not really warnings)
Na’vi translations
- ‘emyu ; cook
- uturu; sanctuary
- skxawng ; idiot
- ma muntxa ; my mate
- payoang ; fish
- prrnen ; baby
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It wasn’t necessarily about the food being done well and safe to eat— more so about being able to master the task at hand.
You were a cunning warrior, filled with passion for the forest and your fellow people of Eywa . . . that’s exactly what drew Neteyam to you in the first place.
The two of you were a lot alike in that department— raised by the skilled ways of the Omatikaya clan. But none of that mattered. Not anymore at least.
You were trained to adapt to the most challenging of tasks— what you weren’t expecting was having to adapt to the simplest of tasks.
Cooking.
You were a fine ‘emyu, prepared to cook anything your family desired. Except the way of food was different in the clan that so kindly offered you and your family uturu. You had to learn to scale a fish properly and wrap the bass after caught.
This was nowhere near roasting tapirus or breaking apart a teylu. You missed your home.
But you weren’t going to stop practicing the art of cooking in the Metkayina way until you mastered it.
Neteyam was out with his brother, Lo’ak, hunting for fish and such for you to so kindly cook for them. Meanwhile you say in your marui with an open fire in the centre, waiting for the fish to heat to the right temperature to scale it.
An hour or so later you had successfully rid the fish of every last one of its scales— your first time correcting that step. Now you needed the spice grounded from the hermit bug seeds.
Quickly scrambling to your feet from your criss-crossed position on the floor, you go to check your bag in the corner of your marui where you had placed the spices Tsireya let you borrow from her and Lo’ak.
The pouch contained three spices— two purple grains and one orange grain. You clearly remember Tsireya mentioning the spice was purple . . . if only the caps on the spices were labeled like the ones you had back in the forest were.
Your mother in law, Neytiri, had prepared the meal many times, surely you could decipher the taste of the spice by trying both purple spices.
The first one was strong and definitely familiar, while the second one was less strong and did taste quite similar, it had more of a pasty taste.
Deciding to go with the first choice, you sprinkled it on the pale skin of the fish as it slowly cooked over the continuing fire.
The condensation on the oily skin of the fish started to drip from the dead animals scale-less body and into the fire . . . within the blink of an eye, flames engulfed the air and you were sent flying backwards, out the entrance of the marui and landing on the soft padding of the springy ground.
“Skxawng!” You cursed at yourself. You stared at your marui as a small crowd started to form. The walls a charcoal black, still lit with fire.
You brought your knees to your chest and rested your forehead on them— the faint sound of your mate’s voice coming from somewhere in the crowd. “Ma muntxa!”
Finally, you lifted your head to see Neteyam’s concerned gaze set on you as he pushed through the crowd and kneeled next to you.
“Are you all right?” He soothing ran a hand down your spine.
You simply nodded. A scoff escaping as you spotted the multiple fish strung around his shoulders.
Without hesitation, you pushed them off his broad muscle-defined shoulders, “Stupid payoang.” You mumbled.
Neteyam let out a laugh as he hauled you to your feet. Some of the village people came rushing by with pales of water to put out the fire while you and Neteyam walked to his parents’ marui.
As the both of you entered Neytiri paused as she was cooking dinner, taking in your smoke stained face and pinched eyebrows. She sighed, grabbing a cloth and pale of water and handing it to your mate. “Thank you mother.” He said quietly.
Jake was whittling a weapon in the corner of the marui when you walked in, he glanced over at you taking a double take at you disheveled appearance.
You took a seat in front of Neteyam as he washed your face affectionately, ridding it from the grime of the fire.
“Are you going to tell us what happened?” Neytiri asked while she dusted the top of the fish with orange spice. The orange spice? Seriously?
“The fish hate me—” you quickly answered. “The fish was dead, my love.” Neteyam chuckled.
Jake then walked over with his whittled spear assumably going to put it in the pile with the rest of his weapons. “You set your marui on fire or somethin’?” He said gesturing to your charcoal stained face with the end of his spear.
“That’s exactly what happened.” Neteyam swiftly replied. His parents looked taken aback but quickly recovered from their shock.
Jake sighed, placing his spear in the pile with his collection of deadly tools. “I guess I should go see if Tonowari needs my assistance.”
Neytiri put out the fire and placed the fish on a weaved eating mat, cooked and prepared to be eaten. “The two of you can stay with us tonight. I will go and grab a sleeping mat and cushions.”
You nodded at your mother in law, thankful for her hospitality. The older blue woman left the marui pod and off towards the weaving pod to gather some mats for you and your mate.
A moment a silence passed by as Neteyam gently fondled with one of your braids that hung in front of face while your head face the floor of the Marui in your criss-crossed position in the floor.
You couldn’t help but feel as if you have disappointed someone, anyone, just by failing the simple task of cooking a meal for your family.
Neteyam audibly sighed, gathering your attention to his striking features. “You are no failure.” His four fingered hand swiped the braid behind your ear, collecting it with the mass of your other braids that sprouted from your striped skull.
Your jaw clenched at that dreadful word: failure. The children in the Omatikaya village used to call you that all the time when you were simply just a prrnen. How could a baby be a failure if it was still learning it’s way of life? Possibly, that is what drove you to succeed at every task that fell upon yourself.
“Not only did I ruin our dinner, but I set our home on fire!” Your eyes rounded at the corners while grief flooded your system. “I don’t really like eating fish. Plus, our home could use a makeover, I really do like the colour of charcoal black.” Neteyam smiled at you.
Without realizing, the way the corner of his lips reached upwards started to pull yours in the same direction. Eywa, his smile was beautiful.
Your head dropped to your lap once again, the smile never fading. “I know you don’t mean that but that you, Neteyam. I love you.” You peer up at him through your thick lashes. Your mate stands to his feet and you follow in suit and large muscular arms wrap around your smaller frame.
“I love you more— to Eywa and the waters that flow beneath us for eternity.” He whispered to you, leaning down to place his cheek against your shoulder.
The two of you were a match made by Eywa herself. A strong woman seeking approval for every little thing, and a man who would love her through every success and downfall. Eternity wouldn’t be long enough for the both of you to share your love . . . you’ll just have to settle for what time you have now and focus on eternity when it arrives.
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Sorry this took so long to upload, just really wanted to put my emotions into this one. <3
I’m fairly new to Tumblr and desperately in need of a taglist so please let me know in the comments!
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erosoftitan · 2 years
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💋 BEST NIECE WANTS A KISS
send  💋 to get BEST KISS FROM BEST UNCLE (but only if you’re Janus) || open
Eros sat on the reference console - no, not the chair, but the computer console itself - in Sanctuary II’s navigation room.
He felt the excitement before he heard the voice of three people, only one of them loud. Then the tap-tap-tap of legs gaining speed.
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“Janus!” Eros said, floating down from the computer counter to grab her into a hug. He floated them in the air a little bit and gave her a big kiss on either cheek - like your auntie who leaves a big lipstick mark. (He didn’t leave any marks because his lipstick was actually dry, but still, the sentiment was there.) 
Then he waved to Adam and Gamora.
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azure-steel · 19 days
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💋
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Smooching the merc - OPEN @warofthebeasts
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Many a time had Cloud been invited into the sanctuary of Sephiroth's simple room; their base of operations as it were for strategy meetings and writing reports.
Some found it strange that the two had sparked up this little friendship out of seemingly nowhere, even if, in truth, Cloud sometimes wished it was... a little bit more than just that. he'd in fact been nursing this debilitating crush for months now, a thing that was getting a little difficult to keep under wraps that was for sure.
But he wasn't about to rock any boats, this guy was not only a war hero, but his idol also. Sephiroth was everything Cloud wanted to be and more, the fact that he'd given the blond even the time of day was a bonus unto itself. he could make peace with an unrequited attraction if this was what he could keep in exchange... eventually anyway.
So when that sudden warm contact came, right on the round of his cheekbone, everything seemed to just... shut down all at once. Time slowed almost to a complete stop after that moment, when Cloud turned to look the First in the eye, his own wide as though this was the very first time seeing him with such dazzling clarity it was enough to make his head spin.
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But he doesn't say anything while that faint dusting of pink would spread right along the bridge of his nose, instead he decides to test the waters of where that simple kiss could have possibly come from. To inch a bit closer, bright gaze flickering between the silver SOLDIER's pale jade eyes to his mouth and back again.
And then impulsivity took hold and he plunged into the unknown, returning that kiss upon Sephiroth's soft lips, tentative initially before gaining a little more confidence and daring to dive a little deeper, to rest a hand upon a strong battle forged thigh.
It could very well be a very nice dream he was having right now, and if it was Cloud prayed he'd never wake.
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beyondthescully-a · 8 months
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@spookyagentfmulder sent 💋
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everyone sending ‘💋’ in my inbox gets a kiss from my muse.
For weeks, she had PRETENDED that the whole night was a blur. It wasn't something she was particularly proud of, but it felt like the easiest way to hide the EMBARRASSMENT she felt wash over her. Scully had let herself fall into the drunken escapade of her mind, that Dana being far more open to EXPLORE the feelings she had wondered deeply about. Typically, she wasn't someone who crossed a line, she knew WELL enough the sort of behavior that was expected between them, and yet a part of her still couldn't let that moment go.
Her mind wandered too, wondering all too well if was a moment that stayed in his mind or was easily forgettable. Was she easily forgettable? It felt almost mocking the way her mind pushed that idea into her time and time again. There were better people out there who could pull him in, what made HER special in all of this, and yet a part of her ITCHED to try again for some resolution.
But why in their sanctuary of all places? Tucked away in the basement just like any other day for some reason made it feel all the better in her eyes. He leaned against the filing cabinet, having just tucked away a file. It was the way his glance looked over to her that made it easy for her to navigate over to him. Her eyes looked up to his, almost stubbornly as she felt the heat already growing on her features.
"I did this wrong the first time and-" Dana hesitated, it would have better to prepare some sort of a speech in a moment like this. "Mulder, you're crazy and you're brilliant and you-" where was her mind even going? Instead, she let her fingers tug against his tie, pulling him downward as she pulled herself into him. Without wasting another moment, she pressed her lips up against his, her eyes closed in some act of bravery.
After a moment, she pulled back with her fingers still wrapped around his tie, her other hand had worked its way to his hair. "I needed to do this RIGHT."
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silk-and-ribbon · 9 months
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simple bedroom tips/ideas:
clean up! just tidying things a bit can make your room look much better without changing or buying anything!
add (pink) ribbons/bows wherever you see fit! some ideas: lamps, vases, handles, bed frame, clothing hangers, etc. anything that makes you happy!
new bedsheets! your bed is the main part of your gorgeous room (sanctuary), and a simple change of sheets to a color/pattern that you like can make it even better!
open your windows! sunlight makes your room feel open and comfortable. not to mention some fresh air does wonders for your mood!
some pretty flowers! go outside with scissors and snip some flowers with an angled cut. then, remove any leaves still on the flowers to help them last longer. lastly, place them in a vase/cup/jar full of water and put them wherever you’d like! replace them or get rid of them when they wilt. they make a room feel much more alive!
go to your local antique store! antique stores are an easy, fun, and (usually) affordable way to find trinkets, furniture, decoration, and more for your room!
lastly, be creative and express yourself! your room is a lovely place to project your gorgeous inside self and be creative! find things that express you and make you happy.
thats all lovelies! make sure to have fun when you decorate! love you! ❌💋❌💋
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wamae · 2 years
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reyescarlos · 2 years
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(note: i was searching frantically for the ask game and if i couldn’t find it i was gonna send you a bunch of emojis instead LMAO) 💋😭☀️
LMAO I adore you, please that's iconic. I would have supported that tbh
💋 Fuck marry kill 3 of your own fics (asker’s choice of fics)
Hmm, I'm going to just pick through my ao3 and cheat on K because I refuse to kill any of my babies so I'll replace that with kiss ✌🏾
F: where you belong because to date, I think that's my sexiest fic so it earned that
M: when you open your eyes, because it was such a soft fic. It was my very first coda and was based off what I pictured tarlos' first morning post moving in together to look like so yay for domestic bliss!
K: sanctuary because it was my very first tarlos fic! I remember how scared I was so post in this fandom back then. I'm still a nervous wreck every time I upload, but I'm proud of that as my first story and it really helped me to feel more confident in sharing
😭 Have you ever made yourself cry writing a fic?
answered here Carlos fucked me up. I felt a little too attached to him fresh off that episode and just picturing what 3x04 would look like oof
☀️ Has anyone ever left you a comment that made your day? What did it say?
answered here but literally any comment makes my day tbqh nothing like the high of getting an email from ao3 🤣
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marimelwrites · 2 years
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💋 (Daisy and Ilya)
As was customary, whenever Ilya got in from doing business, his feet carried him straight to his piano. It didn't matter what he'd seen, what he'd done, he would seat himself at his piano. Fingers moving over the keys with a comfortable familiarity that came along with decades of practice and hours at this instrument a day. It was the only thing that worked to clear his head, and help him to shut off everything that had happened outside of this sanctuary. This easily went on for hours, something he'd warned Daisy of when she'd moved in, and she'd seen for herself. It was his time to decompress, and as soon as he felt that he'd successfully shut everything off, he would allow himself to open up to outside distractions. This time, his fingers finished off one of his favorite classical pieces by Chopin, carefully, closing the lid to cover the piano keys when he felt the gentle press of lips to his neck. Ilya's eyes closed as he inhaled deeply, a slow smile coming to his face as he reached behind him for Daisy's hand. "Hello, dorogaya, I missed you today. Now, come here so I can give you a proper kiss."
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kxkyuu · 3 years
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I found some time to write this really quickly. Hope you like it!
Tagging: @knyplaymatemansion
Quick Imagine
"Shhh, you're enjoying it"
Kyoujuro curled his hand into a fist as he placed it on the wall in front of him. He shifted slightly, so that his hashira cloak draped over his shoulder more as he struggled to hold his voice in. He cracked one eye open to look down at the beautiful woman on her knees before his, her cute mouth wrapped around his cock as she bopped her head back and forth, her hands working over what she should not fit.
“Fuck...” he cursed out, her hand coming up to cover his mouth to muffle the sounds of his moans when his acute hearing picked up one someone passing by the tiny alleyway. He was thankful for the darkness of the shadows that cover them. He placed his hand on her head, making her look up at him. “You little minx.” He let out another groan when she hummed and ran her tongue over the underside of his cock. “Pushing me into this alley and sucking me down so earnestly that I have to use my cloak to hide you away.”
I let out a small giggle as I let him slide out of my mouth, a string of saliva still connecting us. I used my hand to stroke him fast, the combined slick of spit and pre-cum aiding me and making Kyoujuro groan out a bit louder and place one hand back over his lips as the other curled more tightly in a fist. "Shhh, you're enjoying it." I sucked him back down my throat, swirling my tongue over the tip at the upward drag. I wanted him to cum and soon.
Kyoujuro felt his balls tighten up the more his wife sucked him hard and fast, her hands working over him while her warm wet mouth did wonders to his shaft. Making sure his cloak was still draped over his shoulder, hiding her away from view, the blond grabbed the sides f her head as thrust his hips, facefucking her as his orgasms began to make his legs tremble. "Fuck...Baby girl..."
I made a show of opening my mouth and showing Kyoujuro is cum on my tongue before slowly swallowing it. "Mmmm..." I hummed. "Umai..." I gasped when I was sudden pulled to my feet and pressed tightly against the wall. "Kyou...What are you?" I let out a loud moan when Kyoujuro pulled my panties to the side and shoved his cock in deep and began fucking me. He placed his hand over my mouth, his lips grazing my ear as he spoke.
"Shhh, you're enjoying it."
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kxkyuu · 3 years
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I'm about halfway through with the next part. Sorry its taking so long. My brain is a chaos of thoughts. But here's a little peek!
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kxkyuu · 3 years
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Something quick because I feel bad for not posting.
Katsuki shook his head at her sheer excitement about the box of cordial cherries he'd surprised her with. Christmas had just ended so the candies were on sale and he managed to snag a few boxes for her. She peppered his face in kisses before she tore into the first box. His ears perked up at the blissful moans that escaped her each time the sweet syrup encased in the chocolate broke through. An idea struck him as a sly grin began to spread over his lips.
Bakugou glanced over at his daughter and saw that she was engrossed in her favorite anime. He then quickly made his way over to the blissfully unaware woman in the kitchen.
I had just popped another one of the delicious chocolate covered cherries into my mouth, catching it between my teeth when strong arms wrapped around my waist and spung me around. My eyes widened when I saw Katsuki looking down at me, his vermillion eyes clouded. Before I could even moved, he grabbed my chin and leaned down. His lips brushed against mine as he bit into the chocolate casing around the cherry. The sweet syrup flowed over my tongue, causing me to moan out as Bakugou pressed his tongue forward.
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kxkyuu · 3 years
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hmm almost everyone from kny and uh im a softy and a virgin so yuh
Imagine your first time with Kokushibou. He'd be gentle with you because he can smell that you're untouched, pure. His fingers grazing lovingly along your skin, leaving trails of fire in their wake.
Your curves are one of his favorite part of you. He loves just nuzzling his face in the thickness of your thighs before he moves closer to the sweet spot he adore so much. He would take his time eating you out, long tongue flickering circles over your sex as two fingers pumped in and out gently. Kokushibou would make sure you came at least 3 times with his tongue and fingers alone before even thinking about entering you with his cock. He wants you to enjoy this experience as much as he did.
But oh, once he does, slowly eases it in inch by delicious inch until he's fully sheathed within, the feeling is immaculate. He'd pepper your face in sweet kisses and whisper sweet nothings in your ear as he moves gently. He does not want to hurt you, but your sweet moans are becoming music to his ears that he has to speed up just a little. You can handle it, right?
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