#the yakuza's guide to babysitting smut

[maerinhearts]

Apprehensive

It's your three month anniversary with Kirishima Tooru, the man of your dreams. Nothing beats spending quality time together...

Warnings: fem!bodied reader, mentions of previous bad sexual encounters (it doesn't go into detail), slight choking (like once), creampie, overstimulation

Word Count: 7,800+

Smut is below the cut.

MDNI pleaseeee, for the love of everything good on this earth.

A/N: I'm proud of the plot on this one, not too proud of the smut, so please be nice :')

There might be actual hearts in your eyes as the waitress sets your plate of food down in front of you. As if on cue, your stomach growls. You had been waiting for this meal all week. Not just because of the fancy restaurant you were in and the delicious food you were about to scarf down, but because of the man currently sat across the table from you. You glance up to look at him but find that the waitress is now setting his food down in front of him, leaning over a little too far, low cut shirt doing the bare minimum to hide the swell of her breasts from the entire restaurants gaze.

You feel your eye twitch at that, suddenly feeling possessive. When she asks if you guys need anything else, she directs the question at him, as if you weren’t even there. This happened quite often on dates with him. You found the waitresses would unabashedly flirt with him in front of you, it never bothered you before. You know your boyfriend is hot, but for some reason this waitress was getting under your skin. Perhaps it was because even you could tell she was beautiful, anyone with eyes could see that.

“Sweetheart?” he calls out, covering your hand with his on the table. “Did you need anything else from the waitress?”

Your eyes move from his hand on yours to the waitress who was sneering down at you. You knew this was his way of subtly putting her in her place. After all, he would never purposefully hurt a woman. If you were being honest with yourself, you wished he would go off on her and not hold back.

Pushing the feeling aside, you force the sweetest smile you can muster up for her. “No, thank you. I’m okay for now,” you answer and with a roll of her eyes, she leaves your table.

You let out a small sigh as his hand leaves yours and pick up your utensils to dig into your meal, finally. You grumble to yourself as you stir your food around to pick up your first bite, annoyed at the waitress for hitting on your boyfriend and annoyed at your boyfriend for not telling said waitress off.

“Are you alright?”

You glare at your boyfriend across the table and shove a spoonful of food into your mouth.

“No,” you say around your mouthful of food. You swallow. “Why do you have to be so hot?”

He bursts out laughing at you, covering his mouth with his elbow so he doesn’t disturb the whole restaurant. Your glare deepens as you continue eating and he continues laughing.

“Where did that come from?” he finally asks you, still slightly laughing. His face is dusted with a pretty pink blush, obviously affected by your strange way of complimenting him.

You set your silverware down with a huff. “Every restaurant we go to, the waitresses and hostesses are always throwing themselves at you. It’s annoying.”

He quirks an eyebrow up at this. “Well, I’m only interested in you,” he states matter-of-factly.

You feel your face heat up and you snatch your silverware back off the table. “I know,” you grumble before taking another bite of your food.

The both of you continue eating, conversation flowing between you naturally. You found your cheeks starting to hurt from smiling so much, but you were happy to be here and celebrating your three-month anniversary with him.

“I was thinking we could watch a movie on my couch after dinner?” you suggest as the both of you finish up your meals.

“I can think of doing something better after dinner,” he offers, not looking at you, eyes trained on his meal as he picks up another bite of his food.

You glance up at him, puzzled yet intrigued on what he thinks could be better than cuddling on the couch and spending time together. “What’s that?” you ask, frowning.

“You.” He’s making direct eye contact with you now.

Your eyes widen, surprised, and you avert your gaze, face heating up at his comment. You grumble to yourself as you take another bite of food. When you steal a glance up at him again, he has an eyebrow raised, waiting for an answer.

“I don’t know if I’m ready,” you mumble, mainly to yourself. You wanted to be with him, in every way possible. He was being incredibly patient with you as well. Here you were, at your three-month anniversary dinner. It was the longest any man had stuck around in almost five years. You were thankful for him.

“I’ve got all the time in the world for you,” he replies sincerely, voice soft.

You’re too anxious to look up at him, so you keep your gaze down, butterflies erupting in your abdomen at his admission. “Good,” you say lightheartedly, cutting into your entrée again, “because we might be elderly by the time we do it.”

Tooru chuckles at that, shaking his head before going back to his meal.

When you finish eating, you set your utensils on the empty plate and push it to the center of the table. It’s silent for a second as Tooru finishes up his meal as well.

“You know,” you start as you pull your phone out of your bag to check the time. “No guy has ever made me cum during sex before.”

Across from you, he begins choking on his last bite of food, coughing to try to dislodge whatever got stuck in his throat. The topic was still on intimacy, right? What you said wasn’t too far off what the conversation was about, was it? Also, isn’t it normal for a girl to not cum? To not really enjoy it?

You feel your face heat up in embarrassment as Tooru pounds his chest with his fist before chugging his water. He covers his face with one hand as you pull your phone up to cover your own face, body sliding down in your chair to shield yourself.

He couldn’t stop the smile that was threatening the corners of his mouth. It was like you had dumped gasoline on a small flame within him, the flame that desires only you. He could feel his body heating up. He could feel his competitive nature begin to rise. He was holding back on intimacy for your sake. You had confided in him about some past sexual encounters, so he vowed to take things as slow as you wanted. It killed him. He wanted to touch you so bad. He began leaving lingering touches, lingering kisses. Fingertips pressing into your waist a second longer than usual. Lips hovering over yours after a quick kiss. Hands holding your delicate face long enough to commit every single one of your features to his memory.

And now, after you said such a daring thing in a restaurant full of people, he couldn’t wait to get you underneath him, to make you cum as many times as your body could handle.

He slowly lowers his hand to his lap, fisting the fabric of his slacks in both hands to keep himself from dragging you right out of this restaurant without paying.

You peak around your phone at him to find him staring at you with a heated gaze, eyes alight behind his glasses. You sit up in your seat again, leaning forward to rest your elbows on the table as you quirk an eyebrow at him.

“What-”

Before you can finish, his hand darts across the table to grab your chin and pull you closer to him. One of your hands wraps around his wrist as the other tries to find purchase on the table. He leans close, lips a breath away from yours.

“I’ll make you cum until you can’t anymore,” he promises, voice soft and husky. You gulp as his words head straight to your core and you clench your thighs together. Never before had he been so bold with you. His touches were always gentle, always fleeting. But this…

His fingers loosen from around your chin and move to caress your cheek before he presses a soft kiss against your mouth. You’re too shocked to react and kiss him back, frozen in your seat wondering why the hell that was so hot.

Like she was put on this Earth to interrupt you, the waitress comes by to ask Tooru how things are going. He sweetly asks for the check and, before you know it, he is pulling you from the booth and holding your coat out for you to put on. You’re like a robot on autopilot as you shove your arms into the coat, and he fixes it on your shoulders.

You don’t remember the last time a man had turned you on that easily, that quickly or that much. If you had to guess, never, probably. You had gotten turned on before while kissing him, body and mind so incredibly touch starved that it just felt good to have his hands on you in any type of way. In fact, the last time the two of you were making out, he had to pull himself away and off of you. You had rolled your hips up against his, eager for more friction, but the way your body trembled beneath him had him on edge. He had parked himself on the edge of your bed facing away from you, shaking hands fisted into the fabric of his pants as he took deep breaths.

You had wrapped your arms around his shoulders from behind him, placing your chin in the crook of his neck. You waited until he explained to you that if you were still shaking that much, it meant you weren’t ready. He couldn’t do that to you even if you had asked and, funny enough, you were about to ask. You remember feeling relieved when he left that night. Relieved that he had pulled himself away because, in reality, you really weren’t ready.

And you had avoided him like the plague after that. Coming up with excuses to not see him because you were so embarrassed. Lucky for him, he caught on to what was going on pretty quickly and, after two weeks of avoiding him, he came by on a day he knew you were off work and knocked on the door. Unannounced. You opened the door without hesitation, expecting your best friend to be on the other side, ready to lecture you for avoiding Tooru… Again.

“For the last time, Yuki,” you began yelling as you turned the doorknob, “Kirishima probably doesn’t want to see me-” Your sentence had come to a full stop at the sight of who was actually on the other side of the door. “Anyway…” you finish, voice soft.

His look of pure annoyance was enough to make anyone run for the hills, and you had tried to make yourself look as small as possible under his gaze. After all, he was the Demon of the Sakuragi Family.

“Don’t put words into my mouth, Y/N,” he said through gritted teeth.

You had averted your gaze as tears welled up in your eyes. And just as you were about to fall to your knees in front of him to beg him not to leave you, he caught your body in his arms and crushed you to his chest. That’s when you knew that he was different.

“And it’s Tooru to you,” he had told you softly before he tightened his arms around you.

The memory of that night fades as you feel warmth on your thigh. You turn your gaze from the passing scenery outside the car window to the hand that was laying palm up on your thigh. You glance up at Tooru whose gaze was still on the road. When you look down, he wiggles his nimble fingers at you wordlessly. Understanding what he wants, you place your hand in his, threading your fingers together with a small smile. He holds you tightly, bringing your hand up to kiss the back.

“Go on in without me,” Tooru says as you get out of the car at your apartment. He pulls his cigarettes from his pocket, taking one and putting the cancer stick between his lips. He goes to light it but stops when he notices you glaring at him. “What?” The cigarette bounces between his lips at the word.

“When are you going to stop smoking?” you ask him, glare deepening. “It’s bad for you, you know.” You cross your arms at him.

He sighs, slipping his lighter back into his pocket and taking the cigarette from his mouth between his index finger and thumb, still unlit. He steps closer to you, and you just tilt your head back to maintain eye contact with him, still glaring. With his free hand, he tilts your chin back more with his index finger, eyes darting all around your face. With his thumb, he traces your bottom lip delicately. You can feel your glare falter as he leans down, warm breath fanning over your face.

“If I got to see your pretty face every day, it would be easy to quit,” he murmurs, voice hanging between the two of you in the cold air. He kisses your forehead. “But I don’t,” he says playfully as he steps back, pulling his lighter back out from his pocket. “So, I smoke because I have to deal with a bunch of meatheads every day.” He lights the cigarette, inhaling the tobacco and blowing it out to his side, away from you. “Not to mention, my partner is a knucklehead.” He taps the butt of the cigarette and ashes fall to the ground.

You glare at him again. “Don’t talk about Sugihara like that, Tooru,” you scold.

“It’s true!” he argues as he blows out another puff of smoke.

“Sugihara is an angel,” you tell him. “He does everything you tell him to without complaining! You don’t even have to do any of the leg work when you guys patrol together!”

He raises an eyebrow at you as he pulls another drag from his cigarette, turning to blow it to his side again. “Oh?” he starts before he takes the last drag of the stick and throws it to the ground, stepping on it to put it out as he steps closer to you again. “If he’s such an angel-” He comes toe to toe with you, hand coming up to squish your cheeks together, lips pushing out. “-why don’t you date him instead, hmm?”

You glare up at him, hand coming up to wrap around his wrist, the other fisting into the front of his exposed shirt. “I didn’t mean it like that, and you know it,” you tell him around your squished face.

He grins wickedly. “Then who do you want to be with, pretty girl?” he murmurs, voice thick. “Go on, tell me who you want.”

Your breath catches in your throat as heat pools in the pit of your stomach again, butterflies racing through your chest. What was with you today? Why did he have this much of an effect on you?

He releases your face, hand skimming along your skin as it finds it’s place on the back of your neck, thumb firmly pressed on the underside of your jaw. You fist both hands into the front of his shirt now, unconsciously pulling him flush against you, lips a heartbeat away from each other. So close that your next words are spoken into his mouth.

“You,” you breathe. “I want you.”

“That’s my girl,” he whispers, lips brushing against yours at the action before he firmly presses his mouth into yours.

You swallow a groan as his free arm finds its way into your open jacket and around your waist, pressing you tighter against him. His tongue glides across your bottom lip, but instead of you opening your mouth to him, you press your lips together and giggle as he pulls back to look at you with an annoyed face.

He lifts his head away from you, falling back to look at the sky before he sighs and presses his lips against your forehead. “Let’s go inside,” he says, grabbing your shoulders and turning you around towards the door. “It’s cold.”

You can’t help the giggle that bubbles up in your chest as he pushes you into your apartment, grumbling to himself as he takes his shoes off by the door before he helps you take your coat off and hangs it in your closet. You pad through your apartment to the kitchen as Tooru hangs his coat up next to yours. It was the weekend, at least, so he planned on staying over at your place tonight. It isn’t the first time he is staying with you, but the electricity in the air as he breezes past you to your bathroom is new.

It sends a chill up your spine and you grip the bottle of wine you pulled from your fridge a little harder, turning to look at the empty space he left when he walked past you. You take a deep breath to ground yourself before reaching for the wine glasses you bought especially for this occasion. You surprise yourself by finding that your hands are steady, and you silently celebrate as you pour the wine, a smile stuck on your face. You had been mentally preparing for this dinner. He had planned the dinner himself for your anniversary, but the week leading up to this, you prepared yourself to finally take the leap. To finally be his in every way possible. To finally let him have you.

His words from before haunted you: “If you’re still shaking this much, you aren’t ready.” It never dawned on you before that your shaking was your anxiety surrounding being intimate. Sure, you were anxious about what might happen tonight, but the excitement you felt outweighed the anxiety. You were ready.

“Hmm? What are you smiling about?”

You nearly jump out of your skin at Tooru’s voice, surprised to find him standing in front of you with an eyebrow raised, glasses gone.

“N-nothing,” you mumble, turning your face away as it heats up and taking a drink of your wine.

“Is this for me?” he asks as he picks up the other glass of wine you prepared.

“Yes,” you reply. “I picked it out especially for tonight.” You turn back to face him, giddy to see what he thought of your favorite wine.

Considering Tooru wasn’t much of a wine drinker (he was more of a liquor guy), you were excited to see his reaction. He swirls the liquid around in the glass, something he had seen people do in movies, before he peers over the top of the glass to look at its crimson contents. He frowns before bringing the glass up and smelling it.

You knit your eyebrows together as you feel your eye twitch. Leave it to Tooru to check out every aspect of the wine before even attempting to touch the glass to his mouth. As if to annoy you even more, he pulls the glass away from his face and grabs up the bottle.

“Let’s see what this flavor is…” he murmurs as he regards the bottle in his hand. “Ah, a sweet red wine?”

You’re glaring at him now in between sips from your own glass. You’re about to kick him in the shins when he finally sets the bottle down and brings the brim to his lips.

You find yourself leaning forward in anticipation. He takes some of the wine into his mouth, swishing its contents around with a thoughtful, but pleased look. Then he swallows. And as the wine makes its way down his esophagus, he grimaces.

“Dry,” he states and sets the glass back onto the counter.

You hang your head in annoyance, not wanting him to see how his reaction affected you. But then your face is being tilted up and his lips are on yours in an instant. You gasp in surprise and his tongue delves into your open mouth. He swipes his tongue across yours quickly before pulling back and licking his lips.

“Tastes sweet on you,” he decides.

You’re too stunned to react as Tooru turns on his heel and flops onto your couch just ten feet away. Butterflies erupt across your chest again as you feel heat pool into your underwear. You quickly turn to face the counter and down the rest of your glass in one drink as your face heats up. Seriously, what is up with these reactions of yours tonight? It can’t be just you that is getting turned on by the dumbest things… right? You look over your shoulder to look at the man that is currently manspreading in your space.

Even that was hot!

You quickly turn back around to take a couple deep breaths.

“What did you want to watch?” he calls out to you.

You turn back around to face him. “Whatever you want,” you reply. “I’m going to go put some pajamas on.”

He watches your every move as you pass him to enter your bedroom. You close the door and lean back against it. You weren’t sure how much longer you could last without pouncing him, but you were determined to get through at least one movie with him before getting him into your bed under the premise that it was bedtime. It was already pretty late after all.

You hold the nightgown you chose specifically for tonight in your hands. It was a low cut, spaghetti strap gown. The hem stopped mid-thigh and it was lace trimmed. The neckline did little to hide your cleavage, especially with no bra. It was pretty much skintight, but the slit that ran up your left leg gave you just enough room to breathe. You look at yourself in the mirror and can’t help the small laugh that escapes your lips as your eyes land on the small bow that was nestled in between your breasts. Almost like it was taunting. You turn yourself slightly in the mirror to get a look at the whole gown.

“Alright,” you say to yourself. “I can do this.” You put your feet back into your slippers and take a deep breath before opening your bedroom door.

You make your way back to your living room with a newfound determination.

“I put on your favorite,” he mentions without looking at you, eyes trained on the TV as the opening to Tarzan plays.

As you walk around the couch to your designated spot beside him, he glances up at you for the first time. His eyes widen as he takes in what you are wearing, caught off guard at the barely there nightgown you had chosen. It wasn’t much different from what you normally wore, he guesses. He tries not to read too much into it as you plop yourself beside him on the couch and press yourself into his side. He’s almost too scared to touch you that he doesn’t move his arm from the back of the couch.

You don’t make a comment about it. Instead, you thank him for putting on your favorite movie and thus begins the one hour and twenty-eight minutes of torture you have to endure to wait for bedtime.

Tooru isn’t fairing much better beside you. His eyes haven’t left the TV since the movie started and his left hand was now gripping the cushion of the back of the couch so tight that his fingers were beginning to hurt. Luckily, he had changed into some baggie sweatpants, and he had used his free hand to cover his half-hard erection with the baggie tee shirt he was wearing as well, so you had no idea the effect your little get up had on him. He wasn’t entirely sure what to think about it all. He couldn’t tell if you had done this on purpose or if your motives were innocent. Either way, he was scared of what he might do once he gets into your bed for the night. He thinks he might not be able to stop himself.

As for you, your heart was beating so loud in your chest that you were glad yours and Tooru’s positions weren’t switched. You were on edge and kind of glad he wasn’t touching you. You feared how you might react if his hands were on you. You could wait. You could definitely wait. You wanted this to be special…

And so when the end credits finally roll, you find yourself jumping off the couch a little too quickly, announcing that you were going to brush your teeth and wait for him in bed. As you skip off, Tooru balances his elbows on his knees and drops his face into his hands. What was he going to do? He knew that if he got into bed with you looking like that, he wouldn’t be able to stop himself. Maybe if he laid facing away from you…

Yes, that’s it. He’ll just lay facing away from you.

When he finishes brushing his teeth, he walks around your place to shut everything off and double check the locks on the door. He closes your blinds and curtains before making his way to your dark bedroom, finding you exactly where you said you would be.

You had been staring up at the ceiling for the last 10 minutes listening to him shuffle about your apartment like he normally did when he stayed over. He always turned everything off for you before getting into bed. A man’s job, he had told you once.

Your room was small, your bed pressed up against two walls in the corner of the room. When Tooru stays over, you sleep closest to the wall so Tooru could sleep closest to the door. Also, a man’s job, he had told you when you asked. You didn’t quite understand it, but you assumed it was the same as him putting you on the inside of the sidewalk when you guys walked together.

When he finally enters your bedroom, you feel your heart skip a beat upon seeing his silhouette in your door frame. Wordlessly, he pulls the covers on your bed back and climbs in beside you. Without so much as glancing your way, he turns to face away from you.

“Good night, darling,” he tells you.

You frown. Then your frown turns into a glare. You turn on your side and prop yourself up on your elbow to look at his back.

“No kiss good night?” you ask, voice laced with annoyance.

He turns over onto his back, eyes closed and puckers his lips out for a kiss. You draw in a deep breath, suddenly very annoyed with whatever game he is playing. So you don’t move. You wait.

After a very long 30 seconds, he opens one eye to look at you, lips still puckered. He finds you staring at him with narrowed eyes.

“What?” he asks innocently. He opens both eyes to fully look at you. And he wishes he wouldn’t have. With the way your body was propped with your elbow, your nightgown was gaping, showing your breasts so deliciously pressed together and threatening to spill out of the fabric. If you moved even slightly in his direction, he would be catching a nip slip. He felt his mouth water. He quickly covers his face with his hands to keep himself from pushing you back against the mattress and having his way with you.

“Why won’t you look at me?” you ask, voice small.

Oh, no, Tooru thinks.

“Y/N,” he starts, face still covered. “If I look at you, I’m going to want to touch you. And if I touch you, I’m not going to want to stop. And if I don’t stop-”

“Look at me, then.”

Tooru freezes, breath caught in his throat as he slowly lowers his hands. His eyes stay trained on the ceiling as he swallows the lump in his throat.

“Tooru,” you murmur, hand reaching out to grab his. You lean closer to him. “Look at me,” you whisper.

The next thing you know, you’re on your back underneath him, eyes wide and lips parted in surprise. He fits his right leg in between yours, pressing his knee right up against you. You snap your mouth shut at the feeling and gulp. Your hands fist into the sheets at your sides as you look at the man above you. His eyes are closed again, head hanging as he takes in labored breaths through his nose to calm himself down.

You reach a hand up to touch his face. “Too-” He catches you off guard by catching your hand just before you can touch him. When he finally opens his eyes, he makes direct eye contact with you as he brings your hand towards his face and kisses the inside of your wrist. You suck in a breath as your body squirms beneath him, accidentally rubbing yourself right against the thigh that was currently pressed against you.

He presses it harder into you in response as he drops your hand and leans down. Both yours and his breathing is the only sound in the room. Your breathing picks up in anticipation as his face gets closer to yours until he is pressing his lips to your cheek and gently nudging your head to the side with his own. He presses his lips to the underside of your jaw, and you close your eyes, small gasp leaving your lips as he continues trailing the softest kisses down your neck.

Every touch of his lips on your skin sends electricity down your spine, arousal settling at the base and only growing stronger as his lips reach your collar bone. Your breathing is labored, chest rising and falling rapidly underneath him. When he pulls back to look at you, he feels his self-control crumble and slip right through his fingers. Your lips are parted, cheekbones dusted a pretty pink, pupils blown wide and eyes heavy lidded.

Without looking away, he pushes your legs apart with his other knee, fitting himself right in between your thighs, hips centimeters away from yours, his own knees spread apart and resting on either side of your hips. His hands are pressed into the pillow beside your head, the only part of your bodies touching is where your thighs are pressed into his hips. He stays like that, for a long moment.

He’s apprehensive about going too fast.

You’re over that. You’re over the anxiety, the nervousness, the anticipation. Without thinking twice, and moving faster than Tooru can register, you tangle your hands into his hair and pull his mouth to yours. He grunts as your lips connect, caught off guard, but the sound is quickly replaced with a low moan as you press your tongue into his mouth.

As he slides his tongue against yours, you let out the softest moan and he finally presses his hips firmly into yours. You gasp as you feel his cock press right up against you, arousal pooling into your panties as he barely rocks his hips into yours.

He pulls back to look at you, to make sure you’re okay after that gasp you let out, eyes panicked as he searches your face. He brings his hand up to caress your face.

“Are you-” You catch his wrist before he can finish his sentence and press his palm right against your breast.

“Touch me,” you breathe out.

If you weren’t so caught up in the moment and dead set on doing this with him, you could laugh at the way Tooru’s jaw goes slack and the far away look in his eyes. He wasn’t expecting this, not tonight. He was willing to wait years for you to be ready, but now that you were he felt unprepared. He finally looks down at your body beneath his. Your nightgown was bunched up at your hips, thighs parted to accommodate him, hair splayed out against the pillow. He could see your nipple that wasn’t covered with his hand through the fabric of the nightgown, erect and pressing into the cotton. And when he looked further down, he could see your underwear barely peeking out from the hem of your nightgown. He could also see the wet spot forming and his heart skips a beat.

He slides his hands to your waist and your eyes follow his movements. His fingertips glide to your hips before he is fitting them underneath the fabric of your nightgown, pressing them directly into the warm skin of your waist, just above the band of your panties. You suck in a breath as you feel his cool hands on your bare skin, trying not to squirm beneath him as he moves those same hands up and up, pushing your nightgown up your body to your waist, revealing your underwear and navel to his gaze.

He caresses your skin so gently, hands moving to smooth against your thighs. Without thinking, he moves his hands to the inside of your thighs, coming to a stop at the edge of your panties before he firmly parts your thighs to get a good look at the underwear you chose to wear tonight.

You’re practically panting underneath him, arousal leaking into your underwear again underneath his gaze. You had chosen a pair of cotton underwear that was lace trimmed, the same color of your nightgown as well. It also had a little bow on the waistband.

Tooru’s mouth waters as he looks down at you, thighs spread for him. He can feel himself come alive above you, finally. Now that you had given him explicit permission to touch you, he wasn’t going to hold himself back anymore.

He hooks his fingers into the waistband of your underwear, eyes moving up to meet yours. “If you don’t tell me now, I’m not going to be able to stop,” he informs you, voice breathy. You gulp, thoughts racing a million miles a minute, but not a single one of them is telling you that you shouldn’t go through with this. Every single thought is begging him to touch you, to kiss you, to lick you, to be inside of you. Have you ever wanted this this badly before?

You swallow thickly. “I don’t want you to stop,” you whisper.

He throws his head back and groans. “I need you to be sure about this,” he says to the ceiling.

You knit your eyebrows together into a frown. “Tooru.” Your voice is even, much to your surprise, and he looks back down at you with wide eyes. You relax your face when you see just how anxious he is. He doesn’t want to hurt you.

“Take them off,” you blurt out.

His hands go slack against you in surprise, confused look plastered on his face before he feels you pushing at his hands, encouraging him to take your underwear off. He pulls them off your hips and you maneuver your body to help him get them off, knees pressed up against your own chest as he pulls them off your ankles and tosses them to the floor. You stay like that until he is grabbing your knees with his hands and pushing your thighs apart to press his hips right back up against you, hands pressing into the pillow next to your head. He meets your gaze as he rolls his hips experimentally into yours, clothed cock somehow rubbing right in between your folds.

You gasp and arch your back, pressing your nightgown clad tits right up into his chest. He smirks as he feels himself come alive with confidence above you. If just that one action gets this sort of reaction, how quickly can he get you to be putty in his hands?

Without thinking, he yanks down the top of your nightgown to expose your breasts to him, right hand cupping the underside of your left breast and squeezing as he brings his mouth down to your now bare nipple. He sucks the bud into his mouth, and you writhe beneath him, breast pressing further into his mouth and hips grinding up against his. He moves to give the same attention to your other breast, and you press your head back into your pillow at the feeling.

As you lift your hips up to grind against him again, he presses your hips down into the mattress. You watch as he moves his body down your own, hands moving to the underside of your thighs and pressing them into your body, exposing you to him. His mouth waters at the sight of your glistening pussy and without wasting any more time, he moves to press his lips right against your clit.

You suck in a breath through your teeth as he opens his mouth and presses his tongue against you, moan bubbling up in your throat as he circles your clit with it. He presses an open mouth kiss against you before diving down to lap up the arousal at your entrance. You moan from beneath him, hand finding its way into his hair and pressing him further into you. He’s slow with his ministrations, tongue drawing lazy figure eights against you before sucking your clit into his mouth and licking up the wetness accumulating on your sex.

You’re a mess beneath him and he’s enjoying it. You’re thrusting your hips up into his face every time his tongue drags across your clit and he’s trying not to smirk against you. Just when you think he is done, he picks up his pace, tongue sloppily flicking repeatedly against your clit. You feel your orgasm building up at a rapid speed, threatening to tumble you straight over the edge until he pulls away, sitting back up on his knees and placing himself between your thighs.

He wipes his mouth with the back of his hand, lips pulling up into a smirk as he looks down at you gasping beneath him. “You taste fucking delicious,” he comments, and you feel your face heat up. You clench around nothing at his statement, hips rolling up against his subconsciously. He raises an eyebrow at that.

Wordlessly, he begins taking his clothes off and you watch as he tosses his shirt, sweats and boxers onto the floor beside your bed. You swallow thickly as his unveils his cock, eyes darting up to his face as he fits himself back between your thighs, pressing himself right against your pussy.

You gasp as he covers your body with his own, cock rubbing slightly against you as he shifts above you.

“Baby,” he whispers to you. You make eye contact with him, and he rubs his cock against you, as if he was rewarding you. You moan as he rolls his hips against you again, the head of his cock bumping right against your clit.

“Tooru,” you gasp out. “Stop it.”

He smirks as he buries his face into the crook of your neck, lips pressing sloppy kisses into your skin. “Stop what?” he rolls his hips against you again, breath catching in his own throat at the feeling of your pussy rubbing right against the head of his cock.

You wrap your arms around his shoulders, pressing his body down against your own. “Just fuck me already,” you whisper into his ear.

His brain short circuits at that, body stilling against yours. When he finally comes back to life, he reaches between your body to grasp the base of his cock. It was like you had lit him on fire with just those four words. He wastes no time pressing the head of his cock to your entrance, pussy sucking him right in.

“Fuck,” he breathes out as he presses himself further into you. You whimper beneath him as he stretches you out. He leans back to look at you, brushing your hair out of your face as he bottoms out. Your eyebrows are knit together at the burn of him filling you for the first time. He stills above you, bringing his lips down to press against yours before pulling back to look at you beneath him.

His eyes fall to where the two of you are connected. “Fuck,” he breathes out again. He finds himself pulling his hips back, an inch of his cock pulling out of you before he slowly presses back into you to watch it disappear. You moan at the feeling.

“You feel so fucking good,” he gasps out. You involuntarily clench around him at his words, face heating up as his gaze darts up to meet your own. You turn your face away from him, but his hand finds itself around your neck, slightly squeezing and you turn back to look at him, pussy clenching around him again.

He slowly begins rocking his hips into you, finally.

“So tight,” he grounds out as he picks up his pace, hand leaving your neck to spread your thighs further apart.

You moan unabashedly as he fucks into you, body on fire with pleasure. “Faster,” you breathe.

He obliges, picking up his pace until he is practically slamming into you, the head of his cock kissing your cervix with every thrust. You cry out beneath him, hands fisting into the sheets beneath you.

“Fuck, you take me so well, baby, look at you,” he praises, and it sends you right over the edge without warning, orgasm washing over you heavily, body spasming and shaking beneath him violently. He quickly presses his chest against yours, pressing his lips against your own in a sloppy kiss as he slowly fucks you through your first orgasm of the night. You moan into his mouth as you come down, body finally settling as he pulls back to look at your fucked out face.

“You’re so pretty when you come,” he tells you, voice thick. You feel your face heat up underneath his gaze, closing your eyes to avoid looking at him. “Again.”

Your eyes fly back open. “Again?” you ask, incredulous. “I don’t know-” You’re cut off as he begins thrusting into you again, mouth falling open in a silent scream.

“You can give me another one, baby doll,” he says. “I know you can.”

He shifts, angling his hips to thrust up into you, hitting a spot inside you you’ve never felt before. You’re practically sobbing beneath him now, hands pushing at his abdomen. He just grabs up your wrists and pins them to the mattress.

“That’s it, my pretty baby,” he praises you again. “Come for me again.”

You’re so wet from your previous orgasm that you can hear him enter you over and over, the sound so lewd. You feel your walls clamp down on him as your second orgasm approaches quickly.

“Come on, pretty,” he encourages you.

“Wait,” you gasp out as tears fall from your eyes at the overstimulation. Before you can say another word, the cord in your belly snaps again, orgasm washing over you so violently.

Tooru is a moaning mess above you as your pussy pulses around him, he’s trying so hard to keep his orgasm at bay. He’s determined to make you come one more time before he lets himself go. He caresses your body as you slowly calm back down, body stilling, but breaths still coming out in short gasps.

“One more,” he tells you and you feel your lip quiver.

This time, though, he rolls his hips into you, slowing the pace way down as he presses kisses along the expanse of your chest.

“So fucking good,” he whispers into your skin and your hands find their way into his locks. You moan as his cock hits just the right spot inside you again, stars erupting in your vision as pain blurs into the line of pleasure.

“So fucking pretty.”

You wrap your legs around his hips as he continues rutting into you, your own hips moving to meet every roll of his. He moans out your name against your skin.

“Close,” he breathes as his thrusts become sloppy.

Before you can react, he groans out from above you, spilling his seed into you as you reach your third orgasm. He’s a wreck above you, moaning every time your walls flutter around him.

“F-fuck,” he stutters as he presses himself to the hilt one last time, finally stilling before collapsing on top of you.

You don’t know how long you lay like that together before he leaves the room and comes back to clean you up, warm wash rag collecting the seed spilling out of you. You hiss as he wipes you down, sleepily glaring at him with one eye open. He apologizes profusely with every swipe of the rag against your body.

He leaves the room once more, coming back with a glass of water that he hands to you before he pulls his boxers back on. You sit up and down the glass, gulping the liquid down like you’d never had water before in your life, some of it spilling out of the sides of your mouth and down your chest. You thrust the empty glass back out at Tooru who takes it and sets it on the bedside table.

You flop back against the pillows, closing your eyes with a sigh. The bed dips as Tooru climbs in beside you, suddenly feeling shy. He lays away from you for a solid minute before he lets out a sound that was somewhere between a groan and a growl and turns to pull you right against his chest.

“Are you okay?” he asks softly. “I wasn’t too rough, was I? Did I hurt you?”

You wrap your arms around his bare waist. “I’m okay,” you reassure him. Your face heats up again. “It felt… really good…”

“You’re not just saying that, are you, darling?”

“Tooru,” you laugh.

When you pull back to look at him, you see him pouting.

“You’re the first guy to ever make me come,” you tell him. “And three times, at that…” you mumble the last bit under your breath, but he hears it. He feels his body heating up again, competitive nature threatening to take over once again.

“I can make it four,” he tells you seriously.

“Tooru!” you yell at him.

“I love it when you yell at name like that,” he teases.

“It’s bedtime,” you remind him. You kiss him on the lips. “Good night.”

You close your eyes, ready for sweet sleep to welcome you when you hear him say something under his breath, voice so soft and so airy you almost miss it.

“I love you.”

#kirishima tooru smut #kirishima tooru x reader #the yakuza's guide to babysitting smut #completely self indulgent #please be nice #I'm not too proud of the smut #but I do feel like I captured his personality SO well

[thewritetofreespeech]

kirishima tooru x reader

If it's okay To Be An 18+? Hehehe

Kirishima x Reader - Caught in a Bad Romance

‘Ugh…this is awful’ Kirishima groaned. Smoking a cigarette while he waited outside the dining hall for his boss and the other family heads to be finished for the evening. Based on the rowdy voices behind the door, it was going to be a long night.

“Kir-is-hima!” The lieutenant lazily looked up from his musing to find Masaya there. Glaring angrily at him, as usual, in his usual white suit.

“Ah, Masaya. What are you doing here?”

“What am I doing here?!” The other man snarled. “I have just a right to be here as you do! I’m actually still active in this business. Not benched on the sidelines babysitting some kid and picking up grapes for her snacks. I…hey, hey! What are you doing ?!”

“Reminding myself to pick up grapes.” Kirishima answered as he tapped away at his phone. “That’s a really good idea. Thanks Masaya.”

Masaya growled and twisted his hands into fists. “Damnit! Don’t thank me you bastard! I came here to challenge you to a fight to the death, now get up and—“My such loud voices in the building.”

The two men stop fighting (or rather Masaya stopped yelling at an ambivalent Kirishima) at the regal voice of triad boss Kino’s eldest daughter entering the room. “It certainly made finding the party easier to find.”

“[Y-Y/N]-hime-sama.” Masaya stammered as he stood a little straighter, with a slight blush on his cheeks.

[Y/N] was a reverted woman in their organization. Not officially ‘on the job’, as women could not be Yakuza, her beauty and quick wit was well known to anyone in the family. Had she been a man, she would easily be the next leader of the clan. As it stood, she would be the most trusted advisor of the next clan head; once she completed university overseas.

“[Y/N]. It’s good to see you again. I didn’t know you were back in town.” Kirishima said as he stood now. Adjusting his tie back to its proper place, now that he cared.

“Father wanted me back for the season, so I flew back last week. I take it he’s in there?” There was a large booming laughter from the other side of the door that was distinctly boss Kino. Answering her question on his own.

“The meeting should be over soon.” At least for Sakuragi-san. Besides not caring for these parties that much, despite their necessity, he made it a point now to not be out too late with Yaeka back in his life. “Shall I escort you to one of the sitting rooms to enjoy the evening more peacefully, [Y/N]-san?”

“That would be nice Kirishima.”

The yakuza smirked at the corner of his mouth and feel in line beside [Y/N] to follow her back. Masaya blinking out of his stupor of [Y/N]’s beauty, to realize that he had missed his opportunity to speak with her, and growling out a: “Kirishima!!”

Side by side they walked back through the less noisy portion of the restaurant, still reserved for them, and once they were out of ear shot Kirishima spoke. “It was pretty mean of you to not tell me you were back in town.”

“What?” [Y/N] asked with a smirk. “And miss the fun of your reaction?”

Kirishima smirked back at her, and even gave a scoff at her teasing. “So you didn’t come here just to harass your father about his drinking tonight?” He asked as he opened a door to an arbitrary room he’d selected.

“Well….” She mused as she walked inside. “Not entirely.” Kirisihima smirked a devilish grin at her confession. Then quickly followed the yakuza princess into the room and shut the door. Pouncing on her almost immediately with kisses, which she gladly accepts.

The two of them had been seeing each other in secret on & off for years. Their families weren’t enemies, but rather amicable rivals in the triad. It wouldn’t have been taboo for them to see one another if [Y/N] was just an associate of the family, and Krishima was still lieutenant of the Sakuragi family. But this was a boss’s daughter. With that came a certain understanding in the yakuza that she was to be put on a pedestal and not touch; aside for the overwhelming possibility of her being promised to someone else in the future.

Kirishima didn’t care though.

Aside from just living his life recklessly until now, he just couldn’t stay away from [Y/N] that long. He loved her. He respected her. She was the only woman that genuinely could keep his focus, and he always felt the need to come back to.

“Don’t turn on the light.” [Y/N] panted in the dark when they finally broke away from kissing. “If the attendant sees the light they’ll come in here and try to serve us.”

“Can’t have that.” Kirishima agreed as he led her further into the room.

There was a small table set for a future guest seating in the room that he led her too. Kissing her mouth, and neck, and the tops of her breasts peaking out from her dress, as they worked their way down to the floor with her perched on top of it. “Can I serve you though?”

[Y/N] giggle at his ‘witty’ retort and leaned back on her hands to give him access.

Reaching up under the skirt of her dress, Kirishima pulled her thin, lacy panties down her legs and gently nudged them open. He was greeted by a beautiful view of her glistening cunt. Already moist for him. Kirishima grinned at that before leaning forward to lap at her folds. Savoring the taste as he wasn’t sure when he’d be able to get it again.

[Y/N] moaned at the contact of his tongue on her pussy. Trying to stay quiet as to not alert the staff, or any of her father’s men, to what they were doing in here. They’d be horrified to see the jewel of the Kino family, spread legged, for the Yakuza Crusher Kirishima. She hated to admit it, but the forbidden nature of their relationship turned her on. Although she cared for Kirishima, and loved him in a way, she often wondered if she only kept seeing him to provoke her father and his image of ‘daddys little girl’. That was a conversation for her and her therapist though.

A sharp noise squeaked out of [Y/N]’s mouth when his tongue brushed over an incredibly sensitive part, and her hand flew up to cover her mouth. Her hips rolled against his face. The feeling of pleasure building as he worked faster to get her to orgasm. They had to be quick after all. They were in a public place crawling with yakuza.

It only took a few more moments before [Y/N] was shuttering around Kirishima’s face, and her warm juices coated his tongue. He quickly lifted up and wiped his face on his sleeve, before he reached down to undo his belt and pants. [Y/N] feverish hands clamoring out to help him.

“Hurry up.” [Y/N] whispered. Voice definitely more gravely than it was a moment ago. “Put your dick in me before someone realizes we’ve been gone too long.”

“Such language for a college girl.” Kirishima teased. Not that he was going any slower.

The moment his cock was out he pulled [Y/N] closer and jammed it into her. She moaned when he thrust into her so roughly, but clearly not complaining about it. Her arms wrapped around his shoulders while he held on to her waist and thrust into her. Hard, fast, and dirty. She buried her face into his shoulder and moaned into the lapel of his suit to try and keep quiet; unsuccessfully.

“Oh god Kirishima…harder. Fuck me harder. No one fucks me like you.”

She let out a sharp whine when he grabbed her by the hair and pulled back to look at her. “No one better be fucking you but me.” [Y/N] grinned drunkenly up at Kirishima, drunk with pleasure, before she leaned in to give him a messy kiss just before he felt him cum inside her.

They stayed together for a moment. Panting in each other’s ears and intertwined. Before they came to their senses and pulled away.

“Jeez, you could have warned me.” [Y/N] scolded, back to herself, as she recognized the cum dribbling down her leg.

“And do what? Get it all over your dress or the floor?” Kirishima asked. Handing her his pocket handkerchief before pulling out his cigarettes and lighting one up.

“Hmmm…I guess your right.” [Y/N] agreed as she cleaned off her legs.

Kirishima took another drag of his cigarette before [Y/N] reached over and took it from him. Taking a long, single drag. Another bad habit she had when she was back in town. “I hear you’re guarding Sakuragi-san kid now.”

“Yeah.” He confirmed. Letting her have another drag before he took his smoke back. “For a few months now.”

“You like being on the sidelines?” He shrugged. “It must be good then. I always liked Lady Sakuragi-san. She was nice. I was sad to hear about her when the accident happened.”

Kirishima took a longer drag this time. He didn’t like thinking about that night.

[Y/N] looked at him then, and gave him a wistful smile. “I’m glad though. You’re not in as much danger now. I’d be heartbroken if something happened to you.”

“Nothing ‘s gonna happen to me.” He told her. “Aoi-san always said I was too stupid to die.” [Y/N] giggle at his joke and he finished his cigarette before putting it out and pocketing the butt away.

They get up and straighten themselves up before they leave. No one any the wiser they had been in there. “I’m going to head back to the estate. Tell my drunk father, if he even remembers he was supposed to meet me here, that I went home. Honestly, you can’t take him anywhere.”

“I’ll be sure to tell him if I see him.” Kirishima agreed with a smile.

[Y/N] took a few steps out the front towards her car, before she looked back over her shoulder at him. “Am I going to see you again before I head back?”

“I’m sure you will.” He confirmed. Not sure when she was leaving, or when he’d make the time, but he would certainly try.

[Y/N] smiled then went to her car to head home. Kirishima stood there and watched her go. Then had another cigarette to make sure the smell of sex was drowned out completely before they go.

#;ask and ye shall receive (request answers) #kirishima #toru kirishima #toru kirishima x reader #toru kirishima scenario #kirishima tooru #masaya #sakuragi kazuhiko #masaya hayami #the yakuza's guide to babysitting #the yakuza's guide to babysitting x reader #the yakuza's guide to babysitting scenario #kumichou musume to sewagakari #kumicho musume to sewagakari x reader #kumicho musume to sewagakari scenario #scenarios #imagine #female reader #smut

[vera-bees-hyperfixations]

Welcome To My Hyperfixation Writer Blog!

Hiya, my name is Vera Bee!

my pronouns are she/they, ace/[questioning] aro, multi-fandom, dyslexic, introvert, and a writer. I will be posting my writings about my hyperfixs here!

I'll be sharing my two-cents worth on my fandoms, and writing imagines, AUs, Headcanons, multi chapter fanfics, oneshots, etc., on them.

~more below~

FANDOMS

YOUTUBE

QSMP

Hermitcraft

Traffic SMP/Life Series

Empires SMP

Nijisanji EN (mainly: XSOLEIL, LUXIEM, NOCTYX)

note- QSMP, Hermitcraft, Empires, Traffic SMP I will ONLY be writing about the CHARACTERS, NOT THE CONTENT CREATORS.

ANIME

Bungo Stray Dogs

Assassination Classroom

Sk8 the Infinity

Tokyo Ghoul

My Hero Academia

Fairy Tail

The Daily Life of the Immortal King

The Yakuza's Guide to Babysitting

Kiki's Delivery Service

Spirited Away

Ponyo

My Neighbor Totoro

Howl's Moving Castle

TV SHOW / MOVIE

Supernatural

Bones

Avatar: The Last Airbender

(OLD) Monster High

(OLD) Barbie movies

Star Wars

Criminal Minds

White Collar

Marvel

Twilight

Transformers

Castlevania

Danny Phantom

Scooby Doo

Tom & Jerry

OTHER

Bat Family

Five Nights at Freddy's Franchise

Cooking Companions

Stardew Valley

Kingdom Hearts

Final Fantasy

Legend of Zelda

Resident Evil

Ni no Kuni

Assassin's Creed

Welcome Home

WRITING EXPECTATIONS

I do NOT write any smut, so don't expect for any.

I ONLY write about characters, NEVER REAL PEOPLE, so don't expect it

Majority NSFW stuff I do NOT write (besides gore when it calls for it), please respect that and don't ask for it

DOS & DON'TS WHEN INTERACTING WITH MY POSTS

You CAN reblog my art and writing

You CAN dm me, just don't be weird please

You CAN get inspired by my art and writing BUT PLEASE GIVE CREDIT, and tag/send me it! i'd love to see it :3

You can NOT claim my art or writing as your own

Do NOT be mean just because i think something different then you. we can agree to disagree

You can NOT post my writings on other platforms

HASHTAGS

Vera's Version - Most of my fandom writings/opinions [e.g. headcanons, AUs, prompts, oneshots etc.]

The Vera B Files - Any original works

Vera's Lore - Universes I made that are in a fandom's but are their own thing in a way

Vera B's Art - just that, any and all art done by me

MASTERLIST / LINKS

FANDOM MASTERLIST

REQUEST FORM

MY WATTPAD

MY AO3

#pinned post #pinned intro #blog intro #sbi #qsmp #empires smp #traffic smp #hermitcraft #nijisanji en #bungou stray dogs #assassination classroom #sk8 the infinity #tokyo ghoul #kiki's delivery service #spirited away #ponyo #my neighbor totoro #howls moving castle #supernatural #avatar the last airbender #old monster movies #old barbie movies #star wars #criminal minds #bat family #five nights at freddy's #welcome home #scooby doo #danny phantom

[strawberrymilkshakeprice]

Alr so when i said i wasn’t gonna upload, i lied 😅 so basically this a snez kink blog, for weirdos such as myself, i can’t make wavs for the death of me… BUT i will make story’s and headcannons (if i find the courage to figure out what to post first) ummm… I’m very innocent, like seriously it kinda surprises me that i know what a kink is, (my parents were really overprotective and didn’t tell about the deed until i was 19) sooo… if you’re gonna be talking about the deed with sneeze in it I’m gonna be asking questions on what the hell your talking about most of the time. (But don’t worry i know about most noughty toys, things, and phrases, thanks to the internet…. I’m traumatized)

What i WILL write

Kpop stuff

sneeze stuff (obvi)

anime stuff

fluff

angst

allergies

what i will NOT write

emote (i have serious emote)

smut (for anime or Kpop, many of them have stated it makes the uncomfortable and i think we should respect that)

character death

mess (Not really my thing)

Deadly illness

anime’s i know

AOT (Attack On Titan

HXH (Hunter X Hunter)

JJK (Jujitsu Kaisen)

Kakegurui

Link Click

SXF (Spy X Family)

MHA (My Hero Academia)

Sasaki To Miyano

HKTB (Hanako-Kun Toilet Bound)

Obey me!

The Yakuza’s Guide To Babysitting

CSM (Chainsaw Man)

Tokyo Revengers

Black Clover

BSD

Buddy Daddies

Demon Slayer

Paradox live

Sk8 The Infinity

Death Note

Zom 100

(don’t question how i know and watch all of these anime’s, I’m a weirdo weeb who has to much time on her hands 😭)

Kpop groups i know

SKZ (Stray Kids)

BlACKPINK

Ateez

TXT (Tomorrow X Together

BTS

Enphypen

Itzy

(G)-idle

NCT

aspea and a bunch more i will put later

ofc please no minors, it’s nothing personal i promise it’s just that when your parents are ready they will tell you all about this type of stuff.

WELCOME TO MY BLOG!!!!

#my blog my rules #bnha #buddy daddies #chainsaw man #jujutsu kaisen #spy x family #blog post #my blog post #snz kink #snzfucker #snz fet #snzblr

[heartscara]

𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓇𝓊𝓁𝑒𝓈 𝑜𝒻 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 ˚⁎⋆

૮ ◞ ⸝⸝ ◟ ྀིა ♡ 𓈒 𓈒 what is @heartscara all about? @heartscara is a bottom male reader dedicated blog that contains both nsfw + sfw works. This blog is owned by a boy named bibi, a 16 year old teen going on his way to senior high school.

O1 : one must not give hate . no hate mail pls <33 if i get any type of hate mail from anonymous or non noonies it will be directly deleted ‘nd the user will be blocked from givin asks from me <33

O2 : know what I write . please please know what I write and what type of blog i am before following im scared some peeps will follow me for my sfw writing then be suprised i write nsfw ! ! pls know what i write and see if ur comfy with it if u arent pls just block <33 ! !

O3 : I age regress . I age regress sometimes solely bc of trauma so please if ur uncomfy with that pretty pls leave <33

O4 : dni : racist. homophobes. transphobes. fatphobes. xenophobes. MAPS/terfs. mlm fetishizers. fatphobes. ‘mdni’ blogs. sends hate mail.

O5 : what I’ll write : bottom male reader : overstimulation : breeding : dacryphilia : nsfw + sfw : bondage : dirty talk : degration : praise : a/b/o dynamics : cnc : roleplay : cum inflation : cockwarming

what I won’t write : top male reader : female reader or fem character : incest : rape : scat : piss : necrophilia : ageplay : raceplay : ddlg : will not be aging up a minor character just to write a smut of em!! characters must be 18+

fandoms I write for : sally face : genshin impact : twisted wonderland : enstar : blue lock : urumachi oniisan : tokyo revengers : the yakuzas guide to babysitting : creepypasta : south park : honkai star rail

O6 : no requests . sorry :((( but i wont be taking request im purely doing this out of self indulgence , this whole blog is made for that thats why i wont be taking requests </33

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[verabeeluvgood]

Hello Hello Welcome to My Blog !

Hi, my name is Vera Bee Luvbug! or Bee Luvgood, depends on my mood <3. Tho you can just call me Vera or Bee!

I am new-ish to tumblr so I'm still learning how to do everything, plz be patient with me.

Nicknames: Ver, Vers, Bees, Bee Luv, Ver LB, Ver Bee, LB, and hermit. my pronouns are she/they, i am ace/aro, in multi-fandom, I have dyslexia, am an introvert, and a writer. This is my main blog where I'll post my own art, most of my writings and reblog anything I like or find useful.

I will write about the fandoms I'm in, whether it be fanfic, imagines, theories/thoughts on a video/ep, AUs, Headcanons, etc etc. The fandom list is below. I am open to requests but read and respect my boundaries before sending any in.

I am working on a novel/original story that is on a second blog, it is private rn but will be open (hopefully) soon.

I'm slow to write bc i sadly can get writers block kinda easily.

(more below)

fandoms im in:

Minecraft/YouTubers-

Hermitcraft

Traffic/Life Series

Empires SMP

Nijisanji EN (mainly: XSOLEIL, LUXIEM, NOCTYX)

Loey Lane

Technoblade (rest in peace king)

Markiplier

note- Hermitcraft, Empires, Traffic SMP I will ONLY be writing about the CHARACTERS, NOT THE REAL PEOPLE

Anime-

Bungo Stray Dogs

Kakuriyo -Bed & Breakfest for Spirits- (kakuriyo no yadomeshi)

Assassination Classroom

Sk8 the Infinity

Tokyo Ghoul

Fairy Tail

The Daily Life of the Immortal King

Free! - Iwatobi Swim Club

Hunter X Hunter

The Yakuza's Guide to Babysitting

Studio Ghibli

One Piece

TV Shows/Movies-

Supernatural

Bones

Avatar: The Last Airbender

(OLD) Monster High

(OLD) Barbie movies

Star Wars

Criminal Minds

My Boundaries in Writing & Interacting plus Request Rules

My Writing Do NOTs- (more could be added, respect when done)

I do NOT write any smut

I ONLY write about characters, NEVER REAL PEOPLE

Majority NSFW stuff I do NOT write (besides gore when it calls for it), please respect that

My Writing DOs- (more could be added, respect when done)

I will write Fluff, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Crackfic, 5+1 things and whump

I will write gore when its called for, like for example- supernatural, the fighting in 3rd life, tokyo ghoul. Those sort of situations ya know?

I will write both romantic and platonic relationships in all fandoms

DOs & DONTs of Interacting- (more could be added, respect when done)

You CAN reblog my art and writing

You CAN dm me, just don't be weird please

You CAN get inspired by my art and writing BUT PLEASE CREDIT ME, and tell/tag me! i'd love to see <3

You can NOT claim my art or writing as your own

Do NOT be mean just because i think something different then you. we can agree to disagree

You can NOT post my writings on other platforms

Request Rules

It will be a one shot, it will vary in word count

Give me a person or a pair you'd like (or more characters, max. is 5)

what genre (e.g. fluff, angst, etc) do you want

what setting would you like them in

a reason for the genre

(POTENTIAL ADD ONS) (more could be added)

what au would you like it in?

(if pairs or more) what role/relationship do they to each other?

are there any physical, or behavioral traits you'd like them to have?

Links

second blog (My hyper-fixations)

My Ao3

tag masterlist

my fanfic masterlist

my art masterlist

this will be updated at some point

#pinned intro #pinned post #blog intro #hermitcraft #life series #empires smp #nijisanji en #nijisanji luxiem #nijisanji xsoleil #nijisanji noctyx #loeybug #loey lane #technoblade #markiplier #bungou stray dogs #free! iwatobi swim club #tokyo ghoul #kakuriyo no yadomeshi #assassination classroom #sk8 the infinity #jujutsu kaisen #fairy tail #the daily life of the immortal king #hunter x hunter #the yakuza's guide to babysitting #studio ghibli #supernatural #bones tv #atla #avatar the last airbender

[imjustasimpxd]

Request Guidelines

Requests are open! :)

About my writings:

Not all, but beware that a lot of my angst stuff will be very heavy and sad because I thrive off angst haha. It’s my favorite thing to write.

All underage characters will always be automatically aged up for any fic that requires it

Please understand that I may not have time to post frequently. I will try my best to get back to people as quickly as possible, but this tumblr blog is not the center of my life so I may not always be available.

I usually write in she/her, but sometimes my writings can consist of just “you”, “your”, and “y/n” because of the way I write.

Please be aware I do not write “x male readers”. I myself am a female and have no experience with knowing what it’s like to be a man, so I feel uncomfortable writing about it.

Be aware of violence, sometimes graphic, especially because I’ll be writing fight scenes so people will get brutally injured or even killed.

What I will write:

Fluff/sfw

You will find no NSFW on my blog. The most I will have in my works are suggestive themes in the form of jokes, physical contact (affectionate kisses/hugs/etc.) I will write “implied activities”, however my writing will not go into detail past subtle hints or implication.

Headcanons/One shots/Prompts/Series/drabbles/etc.

Tropes of any kind in the sfw category (enemies to lovers, found family, fake dating, etc.)

Character x reader

Character x character

Platonic and romantic relationships

What I won’t write:

Smut/NSFW

Incest (Even if it’s step-brothers/sisters)

Poly relationships

Minor and adult relationships will not be written about. (I don’t mean if one character is 17 and one is 18, I mean full on grown adults with little kids).

I still prefer not to write it since it’s a serious topic, but I don’t mind writing about the topic of suicide only if I feel it’s necessary. However, I will not allow a character to die from suicide. Doing that feels like I’m encouraging someone to indulge in that kind of behavior so I wont allow it. - No exceptions -

This is more of a preference than a requirement.. However I don’t like to write profanity that much. Some characters will have an exception (*cough* *cough* Katsuki Bakugo) because they would feel out of character if they didn’t curse. There also may be times where I feel it is required in the story that I’m writing. However, for the most part I like to avoid using profanity. (Any profanity found in my writings will be censored)

Fandoms I will write for:

All the fandoms I already have Masterlists for

Animes : Blue Lock, life lessons with uramichi oniisan, violet evergarden, Spy x Family, the yakuza’s guide to babysitting

Non-Anime : Avatar (the movies), The Maze Runner, Percy Jackson.

Coming soon : Tokyo Revengers will soon get its own Masterlist, I just want to finish the manga first

After requesting:

- I will do my best to answer every person’s request that I feel comfortable writing as soon as possible. If I don’t feel comfortable writing a request then I won’t, it’s as simple as that.

- I also don’t have a time schedule on how long it might take me to finish a request. It will be random and all just depends on how busy I am or not. Sometimes it takes me only a couple days to finish a request, other times it takes me weeks, it’s a hit or miss to be honest.

- Please understand that I am currently in college, working a job, and have personal matters to deal with as well so I could very easily become busy and not be active for multiple days.

- Please refrain from pressuring me or spamming me about when I will finish your request. This behavior will only make me not want to write for you.

- If it’s been a while since your request and I still haven’t written it, then please remind me once in a calm and friendly manner. :)

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[sir-klauz]

tagged by @crowned-ivy

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last song: Élan by Nightwish, but it was part way into it so maybe the last one was Amaranth by Nightwish

last show/currently watching: The Way Of The Househusband, and others I’m currently watching as they air are:

The Yakuza’s Guide to Babysitting

Chainsaw Man

Spy x Family Cour 2

I’m The Villainess, I’m Taming The Final Boss

More than a Married Couple, but Not Lovers

BLUELOCK

Uzaki-chan Wants to Hang Out!

Tomo-chan Is a Girl!

Blue Period

Anddd kinda Shinobi no Ittoki and it’s really cool but I can’t focus on it for some reason so yay they’re being great ninjas so good I forget what’s happening/the ADHD Watching, But Mental Notes Not Working thing.

current obsession: let’s just go with anime and manga I guess

currently reading: oh god like 20 books idk as they’re all updating weekly or something, some are completed but, yeah it’s mostly essentially comedy/romance smut tbh at the moment cuz it just cheers me up aha but this is not all of what I’m reading but still:

See You Again

Did It Work

Dear Door

Nullitas: The Half Blood-Royalty

Sex suruyori Hazukashii Koto

Nuretoro3P

Is there love at first sight in e-sports?

Surge Looking For You

Naked Color

Night By The Sea

Under The Green Light

Playroom 108

The Origin of Species

I’m just gonna leave it there there’s loads I read when they come out and I read every day and switcheroo a lot. My hyperfocus demon is reading again.

No pressure tags: @take-ya-to-the-ghey-bar @sakuraki99 @lizzieonka @garriesun and really any who would also like to do this really ahaaa I get so awkward tagging things, I’m sorry my brethren

#tag game #dash games

[maerinhearts]

Nah cause I been thinking all day about what I could possibly write for Kirishima Tooru. What would y'all want?! My mind keeps going to a scene of him coming back all bloody from absolutely obliterating someone (because ofc) and you help clean him up.

Orrrrrrrr.....

He just comes to visit you on his day off...

This would all lead to smut, because duh. But what do you guys think? Any other suggestions?

#kirishima tooru smut #kirishima tooru #the yakuza's guide to babysitting #i dont think you guys understand #the absolute chokehold #this man has on me rn #i'm down bad #bad bad #i'm lucky Aoi was only in it for 2.5 seconds #honestly #cause then i'd be down bad twice over

[satorhime]

YOU KNOW THE YAKUZAS GUIDE TO BABYSITTING??? punching the air rn oh my god when your favorite smut writer finds your favorite man <33

AWE UR SO CUTE !! 😭🫶🏾 i’m planning to read the manga tonight if i don’t get too sleepy. kirishima’s lil smile w his lil fangs 🥺 big scary men who are precious around babies… it’s everything to me

#៹ 🌺 ˚˖⁺ ♡ secretbox ! !

[18002dheauxs]

Rules on the brig

THIS IS AN 18+ BLOG! MINORS DNI 

Also DNI if you are racist, colorist, transphobic, homophobic, xenophobic, or otherwise generally an asshole

This blog will engage with and occasionally put out dark content so if this makes you uncomfortable also DNI 

We will take request but please give us time to get to them tho as space travel takes up a lot of time. 

When requesting please note we don’t write for gore, vore, snuff, oviposition, watersports, scat, incest (psuedocest is fine but not stepparents), noncon (dubcon is fine), sacrilege, character x character or male x male smut (just won’t know how) and all underage characters will be aged up.

The reader for unrequested fics will be black fem! coded a lot of the time as that’s what we have experience as but when not coded like that we will try to make things as neutral as possible. 

I'm open to writing for any show I've watched which includes (I am partial to less popular shows and characters tbf):

HunterxHunter, Jujutsu Kaisen, Black Clover, Attack on Titan, My Hero Academia, Bleach, Tokyo Revengers, Haikyuu, One Punch Man, Durarara, Fate (Stay/Night & Unlimited Blood Works only), Demon Slayer, Seven Deadly Sins, Ikebukuro West Gate Park, Ahiru No Sora, The Way of the Househusband, Fire Force, Gakuen Babysitters, Mob Psycho 100 (no timeskips sorry), Kuroko's Basketball, Life Lessons with Uramichi Onii-san, K Project, Gangsta, Psycho-Pass, Kotaro Lives Alone, Vinland Saga, The Yakuza's Guide to Babysitting, Blue Lock, Chainsaw Man

(I'll probably add as I watch more shows)

🚀 Safe Travels 🚀  

#rules

[maerinhearts]

I might have to write some self indulgent smut for Kirishima Tooru from The Yakuza's Guide to Babysitting. The things I would let this man do to me 🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️

#kirishima tooru #the yakuza's guide to babysitting #kirishima tooru smut #i cant help myself #this latest episode???? #of him fucking shit up???? #cause yaeka got hurt???? #nahhhhhh #the way he stood over that man #and pointed the gun to his head #like #anyway #what should i write #👀