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maokomi · 1 year

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⠀「 “Dress slutty babe, I can fight,” but can they really? *ೃ༄ 」

ᥫ᭡ Reblogs are greatly appreciated !!

.ೃ࿔*:･「𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬.」 modern au, gn reader, established relationship crack ?? This shit aint serious so don’t treat it like it is lmfao

.ೃ࿔*:･「𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠.」 Xiao, Kazuha, Zhongli, Kaeya, Kaveh, Cyno

Wrote this drunk, no editing, no looking back at my regrets last night. What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas.

⠀「 XIAO*ೃ༄ 」

YOU BET UR ASS THIS MAN CAN FIGHT

Tells u to dress slutty with his whole chest !!!

Wear whatever you want to feel good about yourself and to feel comfortable. That’s all that Xiao cares abt tbh.

If he sees anyone leering at you in your hot outfit though? His munchkin ass is on them in a heartbeat.

Doesn’t matter who. Doesn’t matter how tall they are. He’ll bark up at them like a chihuahua. Scale them like a fuckin rabid cat or smthn.

Xiao said he can fight and he will !!!!!

⠀「 KAZUHA*ೃ༄ 」

Compliments you in your sluttiest outfit !! Hell, mans helps you pick it out!!

CAN FIGHT Can !! Beat !! Ass !!

Except he chooses not to 😌 because he is a lover💞💕 not 🙅‍♂️🚫 a fighter ☮️🕊✌️😌

But he makes it very very very clear to anyone and everyone who so much glances in ur general direction that !! HELLO HE IS UR MAN

Holds ur hand. Keeps an arm around your middle. Plays with ur hair. The whole shebang baby

But if someone grows the gonads to actually approach you while Kazuha is so blatantly flirting with u right then and there ??

Kazuha doesn’t even have to get up.

He fucking ROASTS the motherfucker alive. All cool and suave. Keeps his voice level while he tells the newcomer all the reasons why their parents are disappointed in them.

Kazuha fucking cooks them bro I dont know what to tell u Rest In Peace to that dumbass I guess

⠀「 ZHONGLI*ೃ༄ 」

Bold of anyone to think they can steal u from a man who walks in with this much rizz 🤨

Zhongli wears a whole ass custom Valentino suit & shoes to go to a club no way in hell is anyone gonna try to chat u up baby doesn’t matter how slutty u dress

Esp when ?? Ur slutty outfit matches Zhongli’s fit ? Absolute power couple I rest my case

Sugar daddy Zhongli supremacy I said what I said

I restate my point: No one is gonna think they have a chance against Zhongli. They’re all scared they’ll get murked on their way home if they so much as try.

Kinda soft but they fr dont even have a chance bc Zhongli just has to compliment u and u light up like an actual Christmas tree, you get so goddamn happy that anyone even trying to fight him is already fighting a losing battle.

⠀「 KAEYA*ೃ༄ 」

Baby, bold of u to assume that Kaeya’s not gonna be dressed sluttier than u 🤨

Hate to break it to you buttercup but Kaeya’s not gonna be the one royal rumbling tonight— nu uh, that’s you.

Have you seen the titty window this man rocks?

Skip the accessories whenever you go out Kaeya, because you are going to beat some ass, and earrings and necklaces only get in the way 💕

It’s tiring having to keep everyone’s eyes off of ur boyfriend but it’s okay because whenever you go to the bar for a quick time out, Kaeya always has a kiss and a drink ready for u before u go back to fucking people up <3

⠀「 KAVEH*ೃ༄ 」

I love him but you’re on your own honey

Claims that he’ll kick ass— that you can wear whateverrr you want, that you look so hot, that you look amazing and that he’ll fight anyone who comes near u

Hypes you up and hollers and makes u feel like a million bucks because he’s a good, supportive bf

But in the midst of it all you forget he’s some broke ass architect who probably hasn’t taken a solid punch in his life

When someone approaches u he puffs up his chest and stands in front of u with his most intense bitch face, says smthn that he thinks tough guys says like, ‘you wanna fight? Let’s fight.’ Or some cheesy shit like that

The moment the other dude swings tho its over 💀 Kaveh yells and has to hide behind you

It’s okay tho because he’s cute <3 (even if he’s broke)

Hope you didn’t wear anything breakable baby bc youre the one who’s gotta fight for urself

⠀「 CYNO*ೃ༄ 」

Doesn’t even have to fight bro.

Doesn’t matter how slutty you dress— you could walk into a bar with just the bare minimum on and no one would look your way.

Not because you’re unattractive, because that is far from the truth.

No— it’s because of Cyno’s arm wrapped around your shoulder and the absolute death stare he gives anyone who looks your way with even a hint of lechery in their gaze.

Crazy shit, I tell you. Motherfucker’s eyes look like he’ll pounce on anyone who so much as wolf whistles your way. No one wants to get fucked up by a dude who looks like he’ll go blue eyes white dragon on their ass.

#love’s stories ♡.ೃ࿔*:·#xiao x reader #kaedehara kazuha x reader #kazuha x reader #zhongli x reader #kaeya alberich x reader #kaeya x reader #kaveh x reader #cyno x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact fluff #genshin impact imagines #genshin impact #genshin impact xiao #kaedehara kazuha #genshin impact zhongli #kaeya alberich #genshin impact kaveh #genshin impact cyno

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ryo-apologist · 2 months

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Shiggy's Slutty Lil' Waist

Shigaraki Tomura x Reader

CW: Smut, Minors DNI, I will block your ass, talk about crop tops on men and gray sweatpants. Don't like? Bully me it'll be foreplay <3 /j

AN: I saw a picture of Johnny Depp in a crop top. We all know the one. And yk what? Shiggy has the same slutty lil waist. And so far all three of my posts have been about Shiggy. Will that change? Idk ask me next week. It's my comfort character and I can seek toxic comfort WHEN I WANT-

~Darling XOXO

☾ Shigaraki Tomura has the sluttiest fucking waist.

☾ That's it. That's the post.

☾ No, I'm kidding. I'll elaborate for thirsty whores like me. And Barbie. Shout out to them.

☾ Shigaraki obviously has the fits going for him. Name one outfit he wore that didn't slap. Exactly. You can't. So contrary to what people think, I think Shigaraki takes a bit (Not a lot, do not get me wrong) of care in how he looks. He has an image to maintain after all. How can he be expected to be the big, bad leader of the LOV if he doesn't look like it.

☾ That being said, I think at some point it just comes naturally to him to dress in ways that suit his body.

☾ And we all know he has the body to do so. After he left that big ol' test tube? Did y'all SEE his arch? Fuck man I couldn't arch better if I TRIED. Like,-

☾ Okay before this post turns into a tiktok comment section on the thirstiest of Gojo Edits, let me continue.

☾ My point here, is he probably doesn't dress like we see in the anime all the time. That would get tiring. Drain his mana level if you would. And he needs time to recharge.

☾ So, In this essay post, I'm here to argue that Shigaraki Tomura wears crop tops that barely brush past his nipples to show off his slutty little waist.

☾ You know, the shirts that had a hole in the front? Instead of sewing them like a reasonable man, he rips them from that hole all the way around. Which means his crop tops vary in length. Every single one of them.

☾ And that leaves perfect access for you to wrap your hands around his waist and just hold him like that. He hates it. No, he doesn't.

☾ In all truth, Shigaraki loves the feelings of your hands on his midsection because it's such an intimate place to him. He loves feeling you touch him with no fear, even though he knows the second he's done with you, he's taking those hands and dusting you.

☾ Y'all didn't think I was about to turn my greatest number one villain into a *gasp* nice person, did you? /lh

☾ Sorry, not here. Shigaraki does not do love. Only with me, dw guys I'll treat him right :). He's a man with needs that get in the way of his bigger plans. Sorry, not sorry.

☾ Anyway, trail your hands up his ribs and play with his nipples. Pinch them and roll them between your thumb and forefinger. It buys you another day. Additionally, you get to play with his fat tits.

☾ He has one shirt that he outgrew after his transformation that absolutely hugs his double dee, mommy milking, calcium cannon, honga-bazongas, dippin dots, whatyoudoingouthere withallthattiddies, boinga boinga, bouncing bangers.

☾ This one magically turned into a crop top. It was crazy. Shoutout to whoever put it in the wash to shrink it. They a real one.

☾ It was me.

☾ And it's like that one meme of the guy looking at something with his pecs right there and the lady is just O-O at them. Which...Yeah me too.

☾ Anyway, he wears it all the time because he's convinced it still fits.

☾ Play with his...pecs... through the shirt. He has the most sensitive nipples and it just brushes against them just right and...He likes it is all I'm gonna say.

☾ Now, I know what we're all thinking, 'Darling, what about the pants?' And Darling's got you, baby cakes.

☾ I only tease in the bedroom :)

☾ Grey sweatpants season is EVERY season for this man. He's got like three pairs he cycles through. Kurogiri HATES them. He tries to throw them out and replace them with sensible jeans or slacks.

☾ Never works. He's like a raccoon with stocks of them EVERYWHERE.

☾ Anyway, so he's got his gray sweats and his slutty little crop tops. Let me paint this picture for Y'all.

☾ Shigaraki Tomura wearing a tight white t-shirt that's shrunk into a crop top, clinging to his chest as he stretches his arms above his head, biceps straining against the fabric. His toned abdomen is constricting with his every breath of his, on full display along with the angles of his slutty lil' waist. Your eyes follow down to his belly button and following the trail of white hairs that lead to his v-line, the waistband of his pants just barely clinging to his hips but hugging the delicious outline of his cock, which, while even flaccid, is enough to make anyone drool.

☾ Y'all seeing the vision now? Because I do.

☾ I'm seeing the vision. I'm salivating over the vision. I'm ready to turn into a Gojo fan girl at this point. Like I'm drooling. No lube. No protection. No-

☾ And if you start playing with his tits like this? In this outfit?

☾ He's trying to swat you away, you're getting in the way of his game, but your hands are feeling too good. He's only half paying attention to the pixels anyway, but it's about the principle of letting you get your way.

☾ But you can see you're winning with the way his cock twitches in his pants, throbbing in plain sight.

☾ Your lips trace along his neck and suddenly the pause screen pops up. There's a dark patch already soaking through his pants and they're lose enough your fingers can dip right past the band and trace along his shaft.

☾ He's already groaning, debating if this is worth his time. Worth the distraction.

☾ When your pretty little fingers wrap around his cock and give it a firm tug, he decides it is.

☾ Do not think he rolls over and let's you do as you please however.

☾ No, no, no. He's pulling you over the couch and pinning you as he gets rid of the bigger distractions stopping from doing exactly what he wants.

☾ If he leaves you a dripping, drooling mess on the couch, that's your own fault really.

☾ But who really cares at that point, because in the end, you won anyway <3

☾ But FUCK does Shiggy have a slutty lil' waist.

#bnha #boku no hero academia #boku no hero acedamia #boku no hero academia x reader #darling writes #mha #mha x reader #my hero academia x reader #tomura shigaraki x reader smut #tomura x reader smut #tomura x reader #tomura shigaraki x reader #tomura shigaraki #shigaraki x reader #shigaraki x reader smut

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akashigadabi · 11 months

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A Is For Aphrodisiacs

Not me creating an entire kink alphabet then writing out prompts for each letter…

Pairing: Yandere All For One x Consenting Reader

Summary: All For One obtains a Quirk with an aphrodisiac effect and he wants the two of you to try it out. Suffice to say that things get a bit out of hand.

Word Count: 2283

Genre: Romance, Smut, Prompt Fic

Rating: E

Warnings: Explicit Language, Explicit Sexual Content, Drugged Sex, Consensual Sex, Rough Sex, Possessive Sex, Possessive Behavior, Feral Behavior, Quirk Experimentation, Quirk Misuse, Quirk Use During Sex, Soft Yandere, Various Kinks (other than Aphrodisiacs, including Biting, Scratching, Dacryphilia, Drooling, Creampie, Pheremones, Mild Electrical Shock, Size Kink, Overstimulation, and Sex Against a Wall)

Other: Reader has a quirk. Reader is written so reader is gender neutral as far as gender/gender identity and romantic or sexual orientation.

Ao3.

“This was a terrible idea.”

If you were a dog, you might have been panting right now. You just can’t cool down. You don’t appreciate the sensation of hot flashes that comes from this internal overheating. They make you feel like you’re melting from the inside out, or as if you’re about to drip into a gross puddle on the floor. Your heartbeat worries you too, since it feels like your heart wants to jump out of your chest and tapdance on your face. It sprints along at a breakneck pace, loud in your ears. Every tremble of it half convinces you it’s about to stop on a dime. You wouldn’t have agreed to this if you’d known you would develop some sort of heart palpitations.

Hopefully it won’t be permanent.

All For One also appears worse for wear, though somehow manages to maintain his usual methodical calm. As you watch him, he begins stripping his stupidly expensive, bespoke suit off his body. The sight of it consumes all your focus, your attention grasping onto every little movement. The way his muscles flex from the time he removes his jacket to when he toes off his socks leaves you utterly captivated. Only a tiny dribble of drool tickling the corner of your mouth alerts you to your open-mouthed staring. You turn away and blush, though there’s no point in pretending at this rate.

Whether he acknowledges your hungry regard or not hardly matters at the moment. Not when you have to deal with your own meltdown. In the face of the sweltering heat, undressing doesn’t seem like such a bad idea in all honesty. At least you can gain the slightest amount of relief from the unpleasant warmth radiating from within you. Even if it doesn’t help much in the long run, you won’t be sweating through a million yen suit. Your fingers tremble as you fumble with your bow tie. After three failed attempts to disentangle it, you’re half tempted to just cut the damn thing off when All For One notices your struggle.

“Let me,” he murmurs, coming to your rescue.

Standing still as he unties it with ease, you try and fail not to notice his own nudity. He’s magnificent in every sense of the word. Fit, with a chiseled chest and toned stomach you fantasize about licking, the sluttiest hips you’ve ever seen, and thick, muscular thighs that could snap a man’s neck without much effort. You try not to glance lower. You can’t afford to if you want to hold onto your rapidly dissipating composure. Said urge overcomes you anyway, and you chance a peek that ends in you clenching so hard around nothing that it hurts to be empty. A painfully hard, swollen, reddened cock greets your eyes, twitching in anticipation. All For One tends to look like a whole damn meal on the best of days. Right now with your inhibitions lowered, you think distantly as you hyper-focus on his flexing fingers that you’re a fool. All For One isn’t just a meal. He’s a fucking feast, twelve courses of sin and indulgence, a masterpiece of perfection straight from heaven—or hell—that would make Michelangelo weep.

“You’re perfect,” you blurt out in a too-loud whisper, flushing to the roots of your hair as soon as it’s out of your mouth.

“Why thank you, I try,” All For One returns with a smirk.

“Don’t tease me.”

You hope it doesn’t sound as whiny as you think it does. You don’t think you succeed though, because All For One looks delighted. He radiates pure smugness as he helps you out of your jacket. A subtle shiver overtakes your body when he leans in close to whisper into your ear. His breath tickles your neck, sending a burst of arousal coursing straight through you.

“Darling, if I truly wanted to tease you, I could do far better than this. As it is, I don’t have the patience for it at the moment and we both know it.”

It’s all you can do to remain standing as he continues disrobing you. His deft fingers make easy work of your buttons. Your pants and underclothes disappear one by one underneath his attentive eyes, all spirited away and folded neatly onto the nightstand. Once you stand bare without a stitch of fabric covering any part of you, it dawns on you that whatever full effect this Quirk has makes you nervous around All For One. Not out of fear, but rather from the sheer force of your attraction to him hitting you like a freight train. With such a potent aphrodisiac singing in your blood, the normally beautiful man appears even more divine to the point of inducing blasphemy.

Either you got more obvious in your admiration, or he simply knows the effect he has on people in general. Maybe both. White teeth flash as he closes in on you, hands gentle as he cups your face against his palms. Even that light, innocent touch goes straight to your sex. Blood rushes there without regard for how embarrassing it might be for you to show arousal from such a simple gesture.

Such proximity hardly helps matters. With your breath intermingling and his body so close to yours, you lean into the contact as if starved. You nuzzle into his palm, eyes closed. When he leans into you in turn, pressing his forehead into yours and looping an arm around your waist, it’s enough to erase every thought from your mind except awareness of where your bodies meet. Dizzy with need, you slip your arms around his neck and shoulders. You don’t have the capacity to stand on your own without support. Being this close under the influence of the aphrodisiac makes your knees weak.

“How are you, my treasure?”

A loaded question. Pale fire dances underneath your skin. Your perception has narrowed onto him, onto his voice, onto his skin where it kisses yours, onto his breathing pattern and heartbeat. Your own heart still thunders in your chest, hissing like white noise in your ear. Saliva pools in your mouth at the mere sight of him. His scent washes over you in a heady cloud that makes you lightheaded. You find him attractive in general, but the aphrodisiac heightens every aspect of him, every emotion he makes you feel and every stimuli that originates from him.

“I feel like I’ll die if you don’t touch me, and like I’ll die if you do.”

Those heinous hips of his jerk coward, rubbing the tip of his cock against your belly.

“What a quandary for you, sweet little mate.”

Whatever else the aphrodisiac does, it also makes being near him without initiating sexual contact nigh unbearable

“Fuck me, Hajime.”

His eyes darken with lust upon hearing you speak with such a needy tone.

“What did you say?”

You gather all your confidence and look him in the eye, enunciating every syllable.

“I told you to fuck me. I need you.”

All For One hums, thumb running over your bottom lip.

“You need me, hmm?”

“Yes, I do.”

His smirk dissolves into something softer and more indulgent yet still smug.

“I’d be more than happy to oblige.”

One moment blurs into the next. All For One lifting you off your feet quickly turns into you wrapping your legs around his waist and him pinning you to the wall. His palms rest briefly on your belly and lower back, using one of his Quirks for lubrication and another to relax your muscles, and then he’s pressing inside of you. It’s not a terribly forceful thrust, yet it drives the breath from you.

Under the influence of the aphrodisiac, every minute sensation sends you reeling. You fall apart almost immediately, clenching on his cock so hard that he has no choice but to set a brutal pace. Your teeth sink into his non-marked shoulder to mute your near-constant screams of pleasure. Your nails claw at his back as you scrabble for any sense of stability with none in sight. Tears prick at the corner of your eyes, falling unbidden when he tilts his hips a certain way, still unable to hilt inside of you yet so deep you could swear he had, and oh gods you feel like you’re dying.

Your second orgasm rips through you before the first has a chance to dissipate, every nerve hypersensitive close to the point of being overwhelming. A high you’ve never experienced before slams into you, forcing your mind blank so that even he doesn’t register anymore in your awareness for several long seconds. Ecstasy consumes you down to the last atom and you nearly forget how to breathe. Drool trickles from the corner of your mouth, this time without being checked. Gathered tears fall, cascading down your flushed cheeks, and your own cum stains your skin.

All For One sends you over the edge a third time when he strokes the sheathed accumulation of nerve endings at the apex of your thighs. You convulse on his cock, limbs jerking, and the noise that slips from between your lips sounds totally inhuman. It proves too much for All For One, who follows your descent into blinding euphoria. He uses his special Quirk at last to bury himself to the hilt before he floods you with so much seed that you start to cramp. Even then, he continues pumping into you through both your releases, messily spreading your combined cum onto your lower bellies. It seems thicker and paler than normal, viscous and pearly as it spills down your thighs. It flows down his thighs too, glistening where it stains his flushed skin.

All For One grows progressively more feral, jackhammering into you to crest his second peak. Cloying pheromones clog the air, making it difficult to do more than cling to him as he fucks you both stupid. The pleasure ratchets up again, this time bordering on madness. Every time he snaps his hips forward now, it sends you both careening dangerously through a string of not-quite orgasms, as if you each need an extra push to reach completion now, yet paradoxically still feel as if you’re mid-orgasm. All For One starts using sex-appropriate Quirks at random. Anything to relieve this burning pressure.

He cycles through several to no avail, including one that acts like a hormonal injection, dumping endorphins, dopamine, serotonin, and oxytocin directly into your systems. All that does, however, is increase your general feelings of pleasure without giving you any relief. If anything, it borders on being worse since your body still screams at you for something more. It’s the mild electrification Quirk mixed with the one that mimics the sensation of a mild acid trip that finally smashes through whatever plateau plagues you both. He can use Electrify to apply direct stimulation to your entire nervous system, and Trip does as its named. With Shared Heart passively active as usual, you more or less climax twice at once, trapped between your own intoxicating completion and All For One’s. Based on the feedback through the bond, he experiences the same damming flood of exhilarating dual sensation.

It’s…certainly an experience, seeing as you come so hard that for a moment you see sound, smell light, and taste color. You thrash around through it all, scratching up his back even more and biting with enough force to draw blood, not that he seems to mind. You don’t think he’s in any state to judge the extent of an injury, but as far as you can tell it isn’t any deeper than when you gave him his claiming mark. You cry out when he bites you, too, though with all the feel-good chemicals pumping through your body, you can’t even feel it. It comes mostly from shock, since he took you by surprise.

Time slips away from you. You don’t know how long you spend pressed into the wall afterward by All For One’s tall frame, but even when he stops bracing himself against it, he doesn’t drop you. He stumbles toward the bed, where he manages to set you down gently. An unholy amount of his seed decorates both your bodies, but you literally have no fucks left to give. You couldn’t stand under your own power in the next hour if you tried, and you’re frankly impressed All For One is capable of such a feat himself. He flops onto the bed next to you, yanking you on top of him. Not his best decision since gravity has even more of his seed coursing out of you with that little maneuver, but since he doesn’t give a fuck about that, neither do you. It’ll be sticky and tacky when you get up later, but for now, all you can do is lay in a dazed heap of exhausted but fully satiated limbs.

“Perhaps…perhaps I used too high of a concentration,” All For One muses aloud after what seems like hours but could have been minutes when time still seems like a suggestion, if not an illusion. “A much lower potency should suffice.”

You don’t have the strength to talk, so you just sigh and bury your face into the side of his neck. He raises a hand to sloppily pet at your hair, and, well, all things considered, it feels nice, even if you have a sneaking suspicion he could have killed one or both of you if one of you had suffered from a preexisting heart condition. He starts purring, muttering about how pretty you look, and that’s enough to pull you under. At least next time he knows to dial down the intensity.

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softhairedhotch · 5 months

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hii hope ure doing well <3 i recently thought of a potential fic idea that u might like HEHE... considering there's many fics about like bau!reader wearing like skirts in efforts to tempt aaron. i was like.. Hm. what if No skirts???

so instead: reader who typically wears suits! and one day reader decides to upgrade their wardrobe after finding a good tailor n getting a bonus pay check 😋😋 MAYBEEE reader doesn't necessarily mean to tempt aaron in any way but aaron is AFFECTED . (this could be like pre-relationship or after they get together)

poor man is literally trying so hard not to let his eyes linger n keep his wandering thoughts at bay but it's tough considering he thinks reader is So Damn Fine

bonus: one day it gets unbelievably humid so reader takes off the jacket n rolls their sleeves up... and ofc we all know rolled up shirt sleeves = sluttiest look Ever . hence, aaron's mind Just. Malfunctions. bc i feel, even god's strongest men, will crumble at the sight of THE slutty whoreish rolled up shirt sleeves look ‼️‼️‼️‼️

- 🤲

AHHH HEY!! i'm doing well thanks, hope you are too!! i was gonna reply to this last night when you first sent it but i couldn't open the ask on my phone bc the formatting fucked up and i couldn't read it </33 but im on my computer now hehe

also i LOVE this idea omg it's so good

aaron would be so flustered bless him, he just can't look away from you and how your new suits somehow look even BETTER on you than the ones you used to wear. it just fits you so well and makes you look soooo good and the poor man thinks he might lose his mind tbh :') he feels bad n unprofessional bc of the way he's looking at you and he thinks you might think he's being creepy but tbh you're LOVING the attention hehe bc you can tell it's getting to him 🤭🤭 it's even better if you're not dating at the time bc you finally realise that he might fr be into you and you're in that fun lil stage of dancing around each other while making it super obvious that you're into each other hehe

n YESSS his mind would Crumble at the sight omgg!! he'd be unable to look away from your arms and hands and he'd be thinking about all the places they could (and should 🤭) be hehehe. and he loves the way your shirt fits you soooooo much and he's losing himself in the thoughts of what you look like beneath HEHE. but then obviously that makes him feel WORSE bc he's thinking stuff he knows he shouldn't about you but he can't help it because you just look SO GOOD and all he wants to do is kiss you hehe :3 he'd have to excuse himself because he's just so flustered bless

it'd also be fun if you followed him to the bathroom and asked if he was okay and teased him a lil bit by standing close as you wash your hands and he's just staring at you with NO CLUE WHAT TO DO because holy shit he wasn't expecting a) you to be into it and b) YOU TO BE MAYBE DOING IT ALL ON PURPOSE??? he just knows that once the day is over, you and he are gonna have a talk hehe and it's up to you if it ends up with going on a date or you end up fucking in his office <3

#obsessed with your mind #🤲 anon #casks #casper's anons #aaron hotchner #aaron hotchner x reader #aaron hotchner x gender neutral reader #reader insert #criminal minds

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coldblooded-angel · 1 month

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HOW IS THE CATTONQUICK ROCKSTAR AU??? GOING? PLEASE ELABORATE MORE ON THE BRAIN ROT

OH IM SO SORRY FRIEND 😭😭 its currently on hold cuz I’m writing monster hunter! felix au (and godamn the au list is LENGTHY) BUT I CAN GIVE MORE BRAINROT MMMHMM

Oliver comes from a conservative traditional family and hes their “black sheep” but only in secret cuz im placing this au in the 80s wheb rock n roll was THE DEVILS MUSIC

He escapes out the window and dresses in the sluttiest leather fits and mesh he can find. He mostly gets inspo from the other girl groupies, the ones that get pulled backstage

Also hes got secret piercings (on his nipples) definitely and a tramp stamp (think trashy im ur baby type shit)

He is just as obsessive so he has to sometimes hide from security cuz he has been caught a few times sneaking into the tour van/bus and their hotel rooms

He’s got the most disgusting collection of Felix things. Im talking cigarette butts, gum, condoms, guitar picks, underwear, a sweet towel. Mfer has drunk that mans backwash out of a bottle he is nasty 🫶

He also deals drugs (it’s how he gets close enough to Ven and Farls) uses it to steal hotel cards or to snoop of their phones for shit about Felix

He sends the most. Freaky. Graphic. Disturbing fan mails and i mean CRAZY SHIT the usual delusions of him being Felix’s soulmate and how Felix will fall for him and then also lists down all of his own qualities that Felix would love. Drops a couple of nude polas so Felix knows what he’s working with and a splash of his cologne (which is the compliment to the one Felix wears cuz duh of course he knows that)

Oliver is delusional as fuck he will physically fight any bitch that says she is Felix’s wife cuz um no hoe THAT IS ME. And he has also definitely been kicked out of venues for these fights

He box bleaches his hair blonde like crispy fry cuz Felix daid in an interview that his ideal type is blue eyes and blonde hair. Oliver’s mother has a heart attack and makes him pray the gay away

OKAY I might go on forever if I don’t stop here but groupie! Ollie is my babygirl fanboy he is #1 Felix shooter that man will fight ANYONE for him. (I hope this was good enough for now🫶🫶)

#daff ask #daff writes #seriously i need to stfu and just write this au #CAN MY ADHD FUCKING COOPERATE #all my other wips hate me frfr

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missatan · 10 months

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one of the most sluttiest things a man can wear is a slim fit turtleneck

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tawaifeddiediaz · 2 years

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EDDIE DIAZ + the sluttiest thing a man can do is... (pt 4)

[Image ID: five gifs of Eddie Diaz from multiple episodes of 911. Overlaid over each gif is a screenshot of a tweet in the format, "the sluttiest thing a man can do is...":

GIF 1: Eddie sitting in the firehouse loft with his arms folded, his mouth twisted in a wry smile as he listens to Bobby in 4.06. The tweet is from @/kkmoneymvs and reads, "the sluttiest thing a man can do is have a beauty mark under his eye."

GIF 2: Buck walking towards Eddie with his hand on his belt in 3.09, while Eddie leans against the sink counter. The tweet is from @/bitzydimbo and reads, "the sluttiest thing a man can do is me."

GIF 3: Eddie holding up a finger to his mouth to mime shushing someone, before running his finger across his top lip in 5.01. He is dressed in a suit, one hand in his pocket. The screenshotted tweet is from @/deathbylentil and reads, "the sluttiest thing a man can do is wear a suit that ACTUALLY FITS not too big not too tight just the right fit."

GIF 4: Eddie and Buck walking together after the tailpipe emergency in 2.04. Eddie responds that those girls weren't his type with a meaningful glance at Buck, who looks back at them and bumps his shoulder into Eddie's, saying that they weren't his either - not anymore. The tweet is from @/zetthann and reads, "the sluttiest thing a man can do is be my type."

GIF 5: Eddie in 3.04, sweaty from boxing with the bag in the firehouse gym as he talks to an off-screen Lena. He looks up at her, drawing back before focusing on the bag again. The tweet is from @/ifmunson and reads, "the sluttiest thing a man can do is having big beautiful brown eyes for real."

/end ID]

#zee edits #eddie diaz #eddie + the sluttiest thing #eddiediazedit #eddiediazdaily #911edits #911edit #911onfox #911 on fox #911 fox #oneawkwardcookie #usernymika #userisha #userdahlias #tusercourty #laurenlook #novatracks #useralie #tusersunnystar

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saltybreadstickdestroyer · 11 months

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"Take the journey..."

pairing(s): Sampo Koski, Dan Heng, Gepard Landau (seperate, modern au) x gn! reader

genre: fluff

warnings: sorry i cursed a bit, but there's no better explanation, and the usual errors in my grammar

summary: long distance train traveling hcs :D

author's notes: i haven't posted in a long time i'm sorry. they may be messy, because i wrote them on a long distance train 💀 (thats where the idea came from)

☆SAMPO KOSKI☆

• this man would be late all the time as if it was on purpose, but in reality he has a very bad time management.

• he would show up in the sluttiest fit ever known to human kind, and would drink something from a can wearing that one shit eating smug smile.

• on the train he would hum his music quietly, signaling you to sing along with him.

• or he would play cards, like you bring your knees together and it become like a table. (and he would tease the shit out of you with his bluffing skills)

• his troat would become sore and he would never have anything drink on himself to solve this problem, so he would plead to you to give him a sip of your drink.

• overall it's all chill and vibing with him, it's quiet the experience to travel on a long distance train with him.

☆DAN HENG☆

• he is always- all the time, punctual. or even would be ten minutes early.

• his outfit would be lit, like comfy and trendy at the same time. his phone would be in his hand looking at the time. (and he would purchase the train tickets two days before the trip.)

• on the train he would read to pass time, or sleep on your shoulder while listening to music.

• he would have anything in his backpack, always well-prepared. you need snacks? he got you. you're thirsty? here, some water.

• he wouldn't talk much, but it's the real quality time for both of you. he would always look forward to your trips like this.

(and he's the kind of guy who prefers trains rather than cars because he's the type of guy who'd get all dizzy in it!)

☆Gepard Landau☆

• he is on time. not too early, not too late (only like one minute). he's not like Dan Heng, but he has a really good time management as well.

• his outfit would be very formal, no matter what season it is. and he would look lost as he searches for you in the crowd.

• he is well-prepared as too, but he would always forget one thing. only one thing, which is always lethal and an important thing.

• but his bag would be always stuffed with snacks and sandwiches to share.

• he would download some of your favorite movies to watch it while you're on the train (and he would lean on your shoulders as you watch the movie)!

•OR he would let you sleep on his shoulders and he would nudge you gently and offer you some snacks.

thank you for reading!

#honkai star rail #dan heng #dan heng x reader #gepard landau #gepard x reader #sampo my beloved #sampo koski #sampo x reader #im losing my sanity

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2af-afterdark · 5 months

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I'm now legally obligated to send these in when people send Virgin Killer asks, I hope you understand that /j

Since you did the kings reacting to Virgin Killers, I deposit another commentary on which characters are absolutely rocking it:

But only a handful that I think are interesting cuz I actually invested attention into them

Eligos and Paimon: They rock that shit.

My thoughts for Eligos in a Virgin Killer are similar to my thoughts on Nu: Carnival's Aster in a Virgin Killer. They both accessorize that shit. Eligos isn't popping out in some plain grey VK sweater like the ones that pop up on when you search online. If that shit isn't in his signature colors with bows and a flattering hemline, he isn't wearing it, end of story.

For Paimon, also lots of accessories, probably more varied than Eligos, more colors, since Paimon's cuteness aesthetic has a wider color palette. Would bedazzle the VK sweater at least parially, perhaps add a frill trim to the hemline. Either way, it will be cute, and he will spill blood on it at least once.

Phenix: It's fucking Phenix

Phenix is probably one of, if not the only one, who could somehow make the VK sweater more sexual, by not even altering it. That being said, he probably would. I can see him deciding it's not tight enough and cutting off strips of the fabric before sewing it back up so it has to stretch around him. The way his outfit is designed, I could see him replacing the main piece of his bodysuit and wearing the VK with his red top and cloak instead. It wouldn't be tight enough to show off as much of his figure, but he'd also have his entire back and man tiddies out.

Marbas: Imagine how his restraints normally look. Now imagine those straps around that fucker, but in a tight black VK.

Dude free balls it on the regular, and judging by the full body character card I found online, is totally hung. The placement of his restraints, the ones going down the middle of his neck and chest and circling around his hips, already reminded me of a VK, and the fabric for a VK probably wouldn't be so uncomfortable that he'd instantly say no either. I mean, his comic panel jokes about angels retreating after seeing his dick, give the man a VK and let his dick swing free, angel problem fixed.

Dantalian: This is self indulgent, VK doesn't fit his helpless victim motif that he likes to play up to aggro angels, but in all fairness, I find this man adorable in a hot way, so he's included.

Just, picture this sexy motherfucker, if you're into him, I know he's not everyone's cup of tea, just in a VK, ripped and torn, just all roughed up. Tied up in ropes, body covered in graffiti, lookin like he just got jumped. It may not fit with the rest of his costumes, but still. Plus, dude's got nice legs and at least one nipple piercing, he'd look great in it.

Azathoth (Secret Shop Keeper): I'm writing this one as a joke

I can't stop imagining this man as a fucking cryptid who would walk past literally every demon in hell in the sluttiest (said positively) VK sweater imaginable, for a month, before disappearing for a week, and showing back up dressed in his normal clothes and gaslighting the entirety of hell into thinking they all just had one massive joint hallucination

can you tell i have fun with these?

There are so many here. Please just read them. Marbas made me chuckle.

#❖ impulsive gay everything #love letters ❤️#talkin' whb

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bradshawass · 1 year

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the sluttiest thing a man can do is wear a white shirt that fits well

#like are you trying to kill me?#give me a big fat kiss

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teklarain · 1 year

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to all the people saying grey sweatpants and tight fitting shirts are the sluttiest things a man can wear, you’re wrong. it’s old tailored suits. i’m talking OLD.

when you put more effort into the way you dress and it’s genuinely stylish it’s so much more attractive.

i’m the kind of person who doesn’t want to “netflix and chill.” no, i want to go to the opera, to the ballet, to the theatre. take me to go see a musical.

you have to put in some effort if you want me.

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slutshame-alexanderhamilton · 2 years

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The sluttiest thing a man can wear is a fitted white T-Shirt

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seokjinsonlyone · 1 year

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Okay okay, but I gotta know your thoughts on Joon, please bless us with them because we need to discuss. ~🌻

KIM 👏 NAM 👏 JOON 👏 now the thing about this man is he 👏 think 👏 he 👏 slick 👏 👏 👏 BUT HE NOT we’ve been ACTUALLY witnessing his slut era for far too long to have not pointed it out LIKE

WHAT IS THIS and this is EXACTLY what i mean by he think he slick bc technically there’s NOTHING going on here but also there’s EVERYTHING going on here he’s all disheveled and sweaty hot and bothered panting waiting for more what am i supposed to think when i see this

WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO THINK WHEN I SEE THIS LIKE NO ONE IS CONCERNED ABOUT THE FINGER HEART OR THE TOY FISH

but fr he would definitely bring the slut to his everyday life like his number one goal is to get you riled up like he’s sending you those post running thirst traps personally and being like “jogged a 5k today!” like boy no one is worrying about your fitness levels 😭 this man would wear a jacket when it’s warm outside just so he can watch you watch him take it off like there’s something about the way your eyes gloss over when you see his biceps that sends a rush of blood straight to his head… boffum

and in a party situation oh my gosooshshshh like you could be like sitting at the bar or like standing on the outskirts nursing whatever drink u ordered by yourself and then all of a sudden you’re not he’s there with a drink of his own and he hit you with the “hey baby how you doing? enjoying the party?” and the hairs on the back of your neck stand up bc you look up and he’s there with that stupid kind smile on his face genuinely waiting for an answer but that’s how he always get you being all sweet before he goes in for the kill and he does bc when you answer he don’t hear you or at least that’s what he claims next thing you know his hand is on your lower back and he’s leaning towards you so you don’t have to raise your voice and when he speaks back to you his voice is like 3 octaves lower than usual and goosebumps are raised all over your skin and when he gets tired of leaning he suggests finding a booth for the two of you and at this point you are effectively under his spell so you follow with absolutely no qualms you slide in one side he slides in right next to you one arm resting around you and you’re talking about god knows what and he’s not even subtle about the way his eyes keep dropping down to your lips and his tongue peeking out licking his own and you will yourself for a moment to get a grip and that’s when you realize that he got the first 4 buttons of his shirt undone tits are out cleavage is scrumptious and you snap you’re in his lap before you can drudge up some self control your hands in his hair your mouth on his and he doesn’t even try to be respectful his hands are sliding up your thighs and grabbing onto your waist pulling you closer to him and when you break apart for air you just look at each other and have an unspoken conversation before getting up nonchalantly and slinging an arm around your waist to head back to your place

and when y’all get there hate to say it hope i don’t sound ridiculous but you not making it to the bedroom 🤷‍♀️ i don’t think you making it past the front door to be quite honest like he’s pushing you up against it nd taking u right there

BUT THE SLUTTIEST (most infuriating) THING ABOUT THIS WHOLE SCENARIO IS AFTER ITS ALL SAID AND DONE HES GONNA PLAY IT COOL like man will spend the whole night blowing your back out riding and painting or whatever he said in sexy nukim and the morning after (bc he not kicking u out would never do that) you wake up throw on one of his t shirts and go find him shirtless drinking a cup of coffee and reading a book he gon see the way your eyes gloss over but just give you that stupid kind smile again and he gon keep BEING SLICK UNTIL THE SEXUAL TENSION BUILDS BACK UP AGAIN like he will literally sow weeks worth of foreplay into your life just to wind you up so he can remind you that he’s the only one that can do u right

ANYWAY IVE RAMBLED FOR FAR TOO LONG ONCE AGAIN SOMEBODY ELSE TAKE IT 🎤

#open discussion #this got away from me fr #ask of interest

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sakuatsu | oblivious stupid atsumu, kinda fwb kinda not?, implied nsfw

Atsumu wants Kiyoomi. And he knows Kiyoomi wants him too.

They slept once a few weeks ago after drinking with the team in celebration for a win.

And it was the best fuck Atsumu have had in a long time.

He was sure Kiyoomi had enjoyed it too. And he's been trying to get a repeat performance except every time they start making out, Kiyoomi would always pull away before things get heated.

It's always the same. Atsumu would invite Kiyoomi to his apartment after practice.

They'd make out on the couch, hands roaming and mouths exploring. But when Atsumu starts grinding down on Kiyoomi, he'll pull back, kiss Atsumu on the forehead and say, "I'll get started on dinner."

And then he cooks dinner in Atsumu's kitchen as if he owns the place.

They eat together, maybe watch a few movies, and then Kiyoomi goes home.

Every. Single. Time. Leaving Atsumu confused and disoriented with blue balls.

He doesn't even know where he stands with Kiyoomi. He likes Kiyoomi. Sure, he would want to go out on dates with him and hold his hands and all that sappy stuff. But he'd settle for a FWB arrangement with him if Kiyoomi isn't open to starting a relationship with him.

But if he can't even bed him... then what are they exactly?

It's incredibly frustrating. But Atsumu isn't out of ideas just yet.

The next time the team goes out drinking after another win against the Falcons, Atsumu puts his plan into action.

He wears his sluttiest tight-fitting pants, a red silk button down with almost half the buttons undone. He even put on a little bit of dark eyeliner to accentuate his eyes. He was going all in tonight.

If for whatever reason Kiyoomi still doesn't show interest in him, he'll give up.

But for now, he struts his stuff as he enters the bar, eyeing Kiyoomi from where he's seated. He sidles up next to the spiker, pressing as much of his thigh against Kiyoomi.

"Hey, Omi." He leans forward, making sure Kiyoomi can get a whiff of his perfume. "Dance with me."

"You know I don't dance," Kiyoomi says, frowning. "You just enjoy yourself and I'll stay here."

Atsumu huffs in annoyance and stands up. "Fine. If that's what ya want. I'll more than enjoy myself tonight. Just ya watch."

He makes his way to the dance floor and starts swaying his hips. Men and women start gathering around him for a chance to be his dance partner.

Atsumu indulges them all. He was generous with his touches, and his partner reciprocated enthusiastically. His hands were on Atsumu's waist moving up his back, over his shoulder then all the way to his chest.

Atsumu looks back at the table where the team was supposedly sitting.

But Kiyoomi was nowhere to be seen. Maybe he doesn't care after all, Atsumu thinks. So he throws himself to the guy in front of him, trying not to think of the man with curly black hair and two moles that he may or may not be in love with.

It didn't matter anyway.

Kiyoomi didn't want him.

The guy he's dancing with leans forward and starts mouthing at Atsumu's neck and that's when familiar strong hands pull him back and suddenly Kiyoomi was in front of him, covering him from the guy he was just dancing with.

"Omi?" He asks in concern.

"Hands off from what's mine," Kiyoomi growls but he wasn't addressing Atsumu. Instead he was glaring at the guy who had just been mouthing at Atsumu's neck.

The guy raises his hands in defeat and walks away.

Kiyoomi's doesn't turn around until the guy was nowhere to be seen.

"Omi..." Atsumu tries again.

Kiyoomi turns to him, eyes filled with rage. "Why would you let him touch you like that?!"

Atsumu is surprised. On the one hand, he's glad that his plan of making Kiyoomi jealous worked. On the other hand, he hadn't expected Kiyoomi to be this upset.

"I'm sorry, Omi," he says even though he doesn't really get why he's apologizing. Was he supposed to apologize?

Kiyoomi drops his head onto Atsumu's shoulder and circles his arms his waist pulling him close.

Kiyoomi nuzzles his nose into the crook of Atsumu's neck. Butterflies erupt in Atsumu's stomach and he feels his face start to heat up.

"Uh, Omi, what—"

"I get you were trying to make me jealous bc I didn't dance with you but why would you do that to your own boyfriend?"

Atsumu's eyes widen at the statement. "Omi, what—?" He pulls away, looking at Kiyoomi in total confusion.

Kiyoomi tilts his head to the side. "What's wrong?"

Atsumu scrunches his forehead. "Whaddya mean boyfriend?"

Kiyoomi frowns. "Huh?"

"Kiyoomi," Atsumu says voice suddenly serious. "What did you mean when you said boyfriend?"

"Atsumu, what— Are you already drunk? It's me, your boyfriend."

"Don't fuck with me, Omi-kun." Atsumu can't tell if he wants to cry or punch a wall. "Since when were ya my boyfriend?"

"Since a few weeks ago?" Kiyoomi says. People are starting to stare at them and it's obviously making Kiyoomi uncomfortable. He looks at Atsumu pleadingly. "Can we talk about this at home?"

Before Atsumu can answer, Kiyoomi pulls his hand and drags him away from the crowd and then out of the bar. They hop into a taxi and make their way to Atsumu's apartment.

After Kiyoomi makes the two of them some tea and forces Atsumu to finish his mug, they settle on the couch.

"So...," Kiyoomi starts. "Are you sober now?"

Atsumu nods. "And do you remember now that I'm your boyfriend?"

"I didn't even know we were dating until tonight."

"What?!" Kiyoomi exclaims. "What do you mean you didn't know! /You/ were the one who asked me out!"

"When did all of this happen?" Atsumu asks because he's honestly drawing blanks to everything Kiyoomi is saying.

"After we first—" Kiyoomi starts to say then stops. "Oh my god." He buries his face into his hands. "You were drunk! You slept with me drunk and you asked me out drunk! And all this time I thought we were dating!"

"I can't believe ya even like me back!"

"I wouldn't have slept with you if I didn't," Kiyoomi mumbles into his hands.

"Then why wouldn't ya sleep with me again? I've been seducin' ya for weeks!"

Kiyoomi shoots his head up at that. "I just didn't want to have a relationship that's purely sex!" He argues. "I really like you and you're always so horny I was afraid you were only after my body."

It's at that moment when Atsumu bursts out into uncontrollable laughter.

Kiyoomi hits him in the shoulders. "Why are you laughing. This is serious."

Atsumu wipes a tear from his eye. "To be fair, Omi-kun, ya have a fuckin' great body."

Kiyoomi flushes at the compliment. "Shut up."

"It's true!" Atsumu says. "I wouldn't have slept with ya otherwise."

Silence fills the air between them.

It was Kiyoomi who breaks it. "So... does this mean we're not dating anymore?"

Atsumu's head whips so fast at that. "No. Please. I really want to date ya too. For real, Omi-kun."

Kiyoomi looks at him suspiciously. "Are you sure you're not drunk right now?"

"I'm not, I promise!" Atsumu says. "If ya want we can go out on a real date tomorrow. No more of that at home dates ya've been doing with me all this time."

"Okay," Kiyoomi says. "But you owe me."

Atsumu smirks. "I'm sure I can more than make up for it."

Kiyoomi merely rolls his eyes at his very ridiculous and very real boyfriend.

#sakuatsu #haikyuu #sakusa kiyoomi #miya atsumu #bre's thread fics

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