#ya girl can't help it

[kobochasketch]

A cool Lady rockin’ a fur coat! (inspired by @fabdante‘s lovely Devil May Cry art of all the various fun alternate outfits and fabulous fur coats!!!) ;D

#devil may cry #dmc3 lady #dmc3 #devil may cry3 #artists on tumblr #hello all!! I hope you've been well! Please take this modest offering after *checks watch* a long time!!! hfbvhjfbghgb #I actually drew this way earlier this year but various things had it slide onto the backburner #fabdante's art really inspired me to want to do my own 'dmc character in an awesome fur coat'- #the decadence! the floof! #dmc character in alt outfit #(and before you have to wonder- I have absolutely considered kimono outfits for everyone nbgjrthbgh) #I had originally planned on drawing ReDante or Kat- but ended up drawing my girl Lady instead #I think a fur coat suits her really well ya know? #it was originally drawn in my sketchbook with the fur having been done with a brush pen :D #I tried to keep it on brand colorwise...and actually languished a good while on whether or not to make the fur white or not #I ended up going for the dark fur obviously but with contrasting white lapels meant to kinda invoke the dmc5 jacket a bit! :D #oh and while not my original intent- I can't help but think 'band au' when I look at this now nnfbfhg #anyway! #big thanks to fabdante for keeping up the cool art/meta pots/ and reboot kid art! we love to see it!!! ;DDD

[kirstielol]

i just ordered feeders from my local reptile store and noticed they have flag tailed centipedes available right now.. so.. i threw one of those babies in my cart as well 👀

#ya girl cant help but buy cool buggos whenever possible #bf hates centipedes lmao so i can't wait to show him this one #theyre super pretty maybe he'll change his mind #centipede #look at that tail #also they can hiss when they feel threatened! #edit: told him already lmao and he says the 'worms with legs' ones are cool.. it's the super leggy house centipedes he doesn't like 🤔

[helenana666]

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#It's getting difficult more and more for me to enjoy Jolysui without being dragged to their stupid shippers #Like okay some of the reasons ppl gives to hate it are silly #But their fans are not helping lmao #'Um actually Jolysui is not a straight ship bc he is gender fluid to me🤓👆' #Good for you but when u try to force your hc so much that you genuinely get mad when other ppl see that character in the Canon way #Is pathetic #Anasui is a cis straight man just wears weird fashion like almost Jojo character is not that deep #Now OK probably Jolyne and Anasui are more probably to be queer code but still they aren't in the way ppl want them to. #Araki just said he DIDN'T have a problem if Anasui was a girl #Wich means he is okay with the idea of Jolyne being queer not that Anasui actually is bc he could just confirmed like he did with Dio or #Scarlet Valentine #But again #Anasui is just a result of new artistic concept he wanted to draw and try #This is not against ppl who hc Anasui as queer etc is against those who gets triggered and mocks other for not seeing the same vision #This isn't either against Jolysui enjoyers is against those morons who can't be on peace without the need to bark at others #Seriously Jolysui shippers would be actually more chill if they you just be like #'Yeah Jolysui could be seen as problematic who cares?' #Instead of making bunch of threats about how it doesn't count as proship #Bc ur probably a coward and ultimately not wanting to be bother with ya know bunch of bad wishes from randoms #helenatalks #I'm sorry I just wanted to express my thoughts lmao I'm Lil annoyed.

[cottonkhaleesi]

Help

ya girl is browsing spoonflower fabrics again

#I have like three dresses I want to replicate ad infinitum #I can't help it that I always put the cart before the horse #and that I haven't even drafted the patterns yet #nor tested them #ya girl is a straight to the deep end baby! #cotton khaleesi #cottonkhaleesi #dressmaking

[patrice-bergerons]

idk all you can ask from people is that they do their best but some days the energy it takes to deal with earnest efforts that fall short of the mark is prohibitively high.

#my office mate whom i love dearly #and is also a 42 yo cishet dude from india who has very limited exposure to anything queer #was among the group of ppl who ALL misgendered me in a bs mtg today #and when i sent a i use he him pronouns btw reminder in the gc afterwards #he was so distraught that he hurt me #it did not help that he wanted to talk abt it - a lot - while i was already reeling a bit #(bc we share an office) so i teared up #and then i had to spend the resr of the day comforting him #and i can't tell you how much i DID NOT have the energy for this #he is new to the firm #so he was like you are my only friend in the office and i stabbed you in the back D: #and it's like GIRL calm down #its fine #let me be annoyed at you for two hours in peace and then get over it ya know

[motherhenna]

one of the best parts of having the double 1-2 punch of ADHD and depression is that literally every adult task / chore feels like Sisyphean torture :-) not having a baja blast rn

#me mum's gonna be helping me find a real therapist this thanksgiving break #bc ya girl is not thriving #guess medication and desperation can only take you so far #I feel like a fucking 10 year old left home alone for the first time #I can't even get the energy to cook the most basic meals #it fucking sucks #personal

[dont-offend-the-bees]

Urrghhhhhhhhg

#girl help my catch up time over christmas was swallowed up by recovering from a virus and now I'm already feeling swamped on jan 2nd #i need to cut out so many social activities this year sbsbsbdbdbhddb #i dont even do that many i just. can't. #but like even when i have free time it gets eaten up by general exhaustion and exectuive function so like #maybe i should just keep making plans all the time at least then i have an excuse for getting nothing done #anyway i had a Lovely new year with my Best friends which is why its a shame I've been home 6 hrs and already my heads exploding #but what ya gonna do #ack. we will soldier on somehow. life finds a way right? #i am gonna make it through this year if it kills me etc #might have to sorrowfully shelve my very big elaborate final piece idea and simplify it though #bc i simply wont get through it at this rate #mr. bees speaks

[justthatspiffy]

it is tuesday evening, i am filled with a profound sense of loneliness

#just went from 6 days a week rehearsal to now just vibin #like that musical was hella overwhelming but ya girl did not have time to feel alone #i think a lot of people experience that #but they have more energy to keep busy #i gotta take the lonely over the fatigue unfortunately #oh also while we're chatting in the tags #one of the designers at work brought up my drastic hair change and was like 'you good' #which made me feel seen #but also like what do you do when your subtle cry for help is recognized #by your coworker you don't really know #when you can't even articulate to like. your mom or your therapist what kind of help you need #so you're just like 'haha man just an itch i had to scratch' #it's not wrong but it's like that or me breaking down crying in the back of the shop

[angelic-apple]

I'm going to cry <3

#I felt brave and answered the phone to a number idk bc I thought it could be related to my recovery #Long story short I think my bf might've gotten scammed bc I went to him for help after getting too confused #Ya girl can't do fucking anything lol #rambling apple

[abyssaldyke]

Augh I'm really putting my whole pussy into these last couple chapters of space trash and I want to drop a line or two into the writing discord but it's all such a massive spoiler that nothing can escape containment

#ya girl #untitled space opera #writing tag #except here ofc you all know the twist because i can't help but aesthetic post #the discord whips also the person who runs it is a spectacular editor (if you're reading this hi!) #i'm struggling with a bit of blocking and i feel like the squad could help but i can't post anything! alas alack

[catt-crossing]

idk imo we need to see more people on tv and in movies who simply do not have perfectly straight, bright white teeth

#imperfections #we honestly need more people with what society deems as on screens #im tired of these being treated as something we automatically should fix about ourselves #and some of us can't afford to or just don't want to fix them and seeing society treat them as ugly just sucks :/ #and i feel like it would help if we had more people with on screen and treating it as normal u know :( #what's up y'all i've been out all day and offline so here is a fresh take from ya girl

[freesidexjunkie]

8

Thank you!! This one is actually something I've tried to put some thought into so I'm excited to answer it! Based on Durge past life asks here.

8. What was their relationship with Orin like? Did it change at some point?

I had to do some googling again to make sure I wasn't talking out of my ass and breaking canon but for the sake of this, let's just make some assumptions about Orin's age and (my) Durge's age. When Maevris' urges manifested and she killed her foster family, gets taken to the temple by Sceleritas, etc etc, Mae and Orin were roughly the same age (at least in terms of being children together and growing up together, differences of aging between races aside). With Orin being born and raised among the church and being the progeny of Sarevok, she probably feels as close to blue blooded royalty as Bhaalists get. And Mae, being raised in a relatively normal environment with no clue about her lineage, who goes from thinking she was an unwanted tiefling child to learning that she is the flesh of the god of murder almost overnight, is a little overwhelmed to say the least.

I see Orin as imagining she was taking Mae under her wing, in the same way the kid who's king of the playground might. She sees Mae as an equal in status, if not quite an equal in situation - after all, Mae is some pampered, quaking Baldurian child who can barely hold a knife at this point. Mae clings to who is probably the only other child around, probably the only person who isn't bowing to her unholy destiny. They're raised side by side as sisters, trained together the whole time. Over time that feeling of being Mae's superior in status probably starts to slip, with more people deferring to Mae over Orin and Mae rising to leadership over the church. This culminates in Mae becoming the Chosen of Bhaal - something that everyone, including Orin, expected, but it still stung nonetheless.

As they reach teenage years and into adulthood, they start to grow apart a little. No animosity between them, but not as attached at the hip anymore. Maevris has more responsibilities heaped onto her shoulders, while Orin is concerned more with her ideals of glory and her "art." Orin famously has much less self control than Mae and tends to put people outside the cult ill at ease, so she is often overlooked by her sister and by Bhaal for more serious matters. From her perspective, no one respects her anymore and everyone thinks Mae is somehow better than her; and from Mae's view, Orin has the freedom to do whatever she wants without expectation and duty holding her back. I don't think Orin blames Mae or holds this against her at this point, though.

Then Mae starts spending more time outside of the temple. Doing what? Who knows; she's so secretive about it. She brings back some torture racks that had been lost to the Gondians, sure, but doesn't seem keen to explain how she pulled it off. Slowly, she starts bringing up that she's been meeting with the leader of Bane's church. Does this mean we're allying with them? No, she insists, it does not; his support is for her to utilize. Odd, but the Dead Three have worked together in the past. And Mae is more composed than the rest of the Bhaalists to deal with...diplomatic relations.

Orin sees the difference in her sister, though. She sees concessions being made to the god of tyranny's Chosen where sacrifices should be made to Bhaal. She sees Mae withdrawing from the church, withdrawing from her. This petty arms dealer is clearly trying to lure her beloved sister away from her destiny, confusing her thoughts. She was always a bit too soft, too sweet, dear thing; it must be the Baldurian childhood. But the tyrant lord and his peons are strictly off limits; no one would dare to defy their god's chosen, his direct progeny on this cursed planet. That wouldn't stop Orin, however; she's just as much Bhaal's progeny as Mae is. She's got the same training, tutoring, the same bloodright as her sister. She doesn't criticize her publicly, but in private, Orin does little to hold her tongue. Mae doesn't listen, however. And once the Absolute plot is underway and the formal alliance between the Dead Three has taken shape, it only worsens. Mae isn't even bothering to hide the relationship (if you can call it such) between herself and Gortash. It's sickening to Orin.

Maybe she feels petty, or maybe she wants to send a message, or perhaps just testing how far her dear sister is willing to push for her external alliances. Orin stages a small attack on a group of people Mae has expressly forbidden. Not important to Bhaal's goals, only to her sister's little plaything and his own earthly goals. Bodies flayed and displayed, sacrificed to Bhaal (who is rather pleased with this, actually). Mae can do nothing but grit her teeth, but it's clear that the wedge is only being driven deeper between them. When Orin gets too close to Gortash, a warning strike of a few of his personal guards, is when Mae snaps. "You have everything you could want! Why can't you let me have one damned thing for myself?"

Everything she could want? From Orin's perspective, Mae has everything. Mae has the power, the respect, Bhaal's favor. Mae can do no wrong, even when she's flagrantly disrespecting their lord by bowing to the chosen of Bane. Mae is the one holding everything Orin wants in her hands, and she doesn't even deserve it.

And that's the moment that Orin snaps. There's no plan, no grand coup, no lying in wait or laying of traps. The pounce is quick, but the act itself is agonizingly drawn out. Orin flashes between different forms - Gortash, Sceleritas, Mae's shaking child self - anyone she thinks will drive the point home as she taunts and torments her sister. Because this tiefling, this ungrateful little orphan, her sister, has turned her back on her and on them all for a treasonous fling.

And when the Chosen meet the next day to discuss their plans, Orin attends on behalf of Bhaal. Casually, as if she was always meant to be there. Because she was meant to be there, she knows, as she carelessly twists an engraved gold-and-ruby locket in her fingers that she knows the lordling will recognize.

And while Gortash's anger and rage are plain for all to see, less noticeable is the shaking in Orin's hand as she paws at the necklace, or the quiver in her voice when Gortash demands to know where Mae is. The sneer in her voice as she answers the human's demands is easily mistaken for disdain of one so beneath her. "Your little playmate has lost Bhaal's favor," she answers outloud. Because you ruined her, she repeats in her mind. Because you took my sister away from me and you ruined her.

#oc asks #anon ask #durge oc #i love this one so much thank you for asking #it was so so fun #it also helped me flesh out Mae's backstory more in a part that I knew I wanted to be important #it's a long boy but I mean we all know im Verbose #ya girl can't use just one word where five could fit #maevris

[osaemu]

GOJO SATORU: IT'S GONNA FEEL SO GOOD, I PROMISE!

.ೃ࿐ he's dreamt about fucking you for months, and now that you're finally in his sheets, he has no intent of letting you go—especially when he finds out that he's your first time. NSFW

contents: fem!reader. virgin!reader. kinda sorta subtle coercion, corruption kink, slight dubcon, fingering, p –> v, lots of praise!!, mentions of prior dirty dreams (about you).

author's note: had this stuck in my drafts for a while so uhhhh. yea enjoy. tagging @mymegumi bc i love selene ꨄ︎

"please, baby, it'll feel so good," satoru cooes, threading his fingers through your hair and pulling your face closer to his. "i promise i'll be gentle."

you shrug, scrunching up your nose at satoru hesitantly. "i don't know..."

your boyfriend presses his lips to yours briefly and smiles tenderly. satoru's soft eyes are fixed on you, only you as he widens them pleadingly. "i wanna teach you how to fuck. please, sweetheart, we can stop anytime. jus' wanna make you feel good, i promise!"

it's only partially a lie—yes, satoru certainly wants to teach you to fuck, but he's not entirely certain that he could just stop anytime. especially because he's well aware that fucking a virgin is such an addicting experience—satoru knows you're gonna be so tight that you'll just suck him in, and he isn't that confident that he'll be able to stop once he's started.

but whatever, that's a problem for later—for now, he's focused on persuading you to spread those legs for him and show him your pretty pussy.

you pause, considering his proposal. after a couple seconds, you nod hesitantly. "you promise you'll be gentle?" you ask meekly, averting your eyes.

satoru nods, tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear. "of course—now c'mon, let's get those clothes off of you, baby." and a couple agonizing minutes later, you're half naked underneath a shirtless satoru, and his fingers trace the inside of your thigh.

"so first, i'm gonna make you cum on my fingers, 'kay?" satoru informs you. "needa loosen you up so you can take my dick."

"o-okay," you whisper, swallowing nervously. "i'm a little scared," you admit, fiddling with the waistband of your lacy underwear. "will it hurt?"

after a moment, satoru nods in response. "at first it will. but then you're gonna feel so good, i promise."

"you promise?"

"i do."

satoru tugs down your panties and grins at the sight of your pussy, untouched and reserved just for him. he's dying to just fuck you then and there, rough and no prep, but he made a promise. and satoru has no intention of breaking it.

"ready?" he breathes, positioning his fingers just outside of your entrance. when you nod, he shakes his head. "i'm gonna need to hear it from you, baby. use your words."

"i'm r-ready," you confirm, inching your thighs farther apart for him.

"good girl."

then satoru slips his fingers inside, and you can't suppress the sudden moan that slips out of your lips. to you, it's embarrassing, but to satoru, it's music to his ears. he steadily pushes his fingers farther and farther into your tight cunt, and satoru can't help but marvel at the way you just suck him in.

"you're so fuckin' tight," satoru mumbles, eyes fixed on your pussy. "and so wet, too. i've barely even touched you, fuck."

it's agonizing, really—the sensation of having someone else's fingers inside of you is so new and so strange that you can almost ignore the pain (which is present but not as throbbing as you had feared). satoru makes sure to be as gentle as he can, which unfortunately isn't quite as gentle as you'd like—but it's not too rough for you to handle.

satoru starts widening his fingers in a scissor-like motion, stretching you farther apart to make room for his already rock-hard dick. you squirm around him and whine about how deep his fingers are, but satoru dismisses your complaints with a laugh. "c'mon, this is barely the beginning. if ya can't take this, how're you gonna take my dick?"

a couple minutes later, when satoru finally deems you loose enough, he pulls out his now-drenched fingers. looking you in the eye with a smug smile, he slips his fingers into his mouth and licks your slick off of them. "mm, you taste so good, pretty. lemme see if you feel as good as you taste, yeah?"

and that's how he convinces you to keep your thighs nice and spread wide open for him as he positions the head of his dick at your entrance, practically trembling from the effort it takes to not just pound into you. you're so compliant and perfect for satoru, and it takes every ounce of his willpower to resist the urge to push you up against the headboard and fuck you until you pass out.

but somehow, he manages to control himself. "alright, baby, this is gonna hurt," satoru warns, touching his reddening tip to your soaked pussy. "you ready?"

"y-yeah," you breathe, distantly noticing the way your hands start to tremble. satoru exhales softly and shakes his hair out of his eyes before gently pushing himself inside of you, and the first thought that enters your head is that he's ridiculously big—it feels like you're getting torn apart every second he goes in farther.

"satoruuu," you whine, starting to paw at his chest when he goes in farther, and it's too much, too fast, but he only grins down at you in response. "it hurts, ow... y're too—"

"uh uh, just shut your pretty mouth n' take it," satoru groans, shifting the angle of his hips and going in a little deeper. you cry out in pain, face scrunching up in an effort to numb the stinging sensation around your waist. satoru dips his head and kisses your forehead, murmuring praises on how well you're doing.

"it'll feel so good soon, i promise, baby," he insists, pressing his lips to the spot in between your eyes. "you're takin' me so good, fuck— agh, you're so damn tight, this one's gonna hurt like hell, but you can take it, yeah? my pretty princess, you'll do anythin' i say, won't ya..."

satoru doesn't give you a chance to respond before he says something about this being the last stretch, but his words don't really sink in until he's two more inches deep into you. his last thrust is so sudden and jarring that it makes you cry out his name, over and over and over until the pain evident on your face starts to turn into something that looks a lot like... pleasure?

a self-assured smile grows on satoru's flushed face when he sees the chance, and a thousand more words of praise fall from his lips. your vision's a little fuzzy in the corners, and your mind is all but gone—it's hard to focus on anything but the slowly fading pain.

satoru starts to move his hips back and forth, easing your loosening cunt into him and nodding at the way you slowly start to show signs of wanting more. your eyes brighten up a little and you seem more alert the longer satoru opens you up.

"startin' to feel good now?" he asks, smiling smugly when you nod your head. "yeah, told you so." the prominent blush on his face starts to creep down his neck, and when you reach up and tentatively touch his cheek, that's when he loses it.

it takes every drop of self-restraint in his body to not flip you over, face-down and ass-up and fuck your tight cunt the way he's dreamed about for months. satoru's imagined it for so long that it's practically a reality for him—the way you would whimper his name and claw at the sheets, the way you would cum all over him too many times to count, all of it. he's seen it a thousand times in his head, but having his fantasy so close and yet so far drives him insane.

but as you smile up at him, the almost unnoticeable tremble in your bottom lip assures him that this probably isn't the time. after all, you're not leaving him anytime soon, so he might as well train you first before even attempting any of that on your perfect, untouched body.

"what do i do now?" you ask, and the simplicity of the question is almost childish. especially when satoru almost laughs in response, soft blue eyes glinting with amusement.

"jus' lie there and stay pretty f'me. and keep your legs spread wiiide open," satoru cooes, shaking his hair out of his eyes only for it to fall right back in.

"yeah, you're doin' so good that i don't even buy that you were a virgin—or are you just naturally made for me, huh? maybe that's it, 'cause i swear on my life that i've never fucked a cunt this fuckin' pretty, heh."

#osaemu #gojo smut #jjk smut #satoru gojo smut #gojo satoru smut #jujutsu kaisen smut #gojo x reader #jjk x reader #satoru gojo x reader #gojo satoru x reader #gojo x you #jjk x you #satoru gojo x you #gojo satoru x you #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen x you #gojo x y/n #jjk x y/n #jujutsu kaisen x y/n #satoru gojo x y/n #gojo satoru x y/n #gojo drabbles #jjk drabbles

[shotmrmiller]

retired pornstar!Ghost who can't seem to ever keep his hands to himself whenever you're around, even when about to film.

f!reader, 18+ smut. unedited.

If you're standing at a table making coffee, he'll sneak up from behind and wrap his arms around you, his chin resting on the crown of your head.

Hi, Ghost.

G'mornin', love.

If you're walking out of Price's office with a script in hand, he's by your side in mere moments, throwing an arm over your shoulder.

"New script?"

"You should know, you're my co-star. Again."

"Lucky me, pet."

He's leading you toward his office, perches you on his desk and cups his hand over your core.

"Gonna let me eat this pretty pussy?"

"I dunno, Ghost. Gonna fuck me here too?" you smirk at him.

"Whatever you want from me," he breathes.

You stumble out hours later with swollen lips, love bites mottled over your neck and collarbone, and his warm spend trickling down your legs because Ghost pocketed your knickers.

The day of, he's texting you if you'd like a ride to the studio.

Sure thing. Get me in 15.

Yes ma'am.

He doesn't ask for your address, and you don't question why he knows where you live either. Ghost, forever the gentleman, opens the passenger door for you, and gently helps you get in. The entire drive over, his hand rested on your bare thigh, his small finger occasionally grazing your clothed cunt. By the time you arrive, your knickers are damp with your arousal.

"Somethin' wrong, love?"

You snort at his feigned innocence. "Cute. Is mercilessly teasing me fun to you?"

"Sorry 'bout tha.'" Ghost doesn't sound all that apologetic.

He brings you in tight, wrapping his arm around you firmly.

"Lemme make it up t'you in my dressin' room", he purrs.

You click your tongue. "Price'll have your head if he catches me in there, especially when we're about to make a vid."

"Be sure to keep quiet, then. Would absolutely hate to get caught."

With his smart fingers and expert tongue, you're brought to peak 3 times.

Price rolls his eyes when he spots you both walking in at the same time 15 minutes before the shoot.

"Always cheek by jowl, eh Simon?"

His piercing eyes cut to Price's. "Not a crime, last I checked."

Price lifts his hands up, palms outward in mock surrender. "Easy, Ghost. Only teasin'." He turns away, gesturing the crew to get in their places.

Ghost taps your chin with his pointer finger, drawing your attention. "Showtime, baby."

The wolfish grin on your face mirrors his.

"Showtime," you echo.

Ghost turns sex into art. He moves with discipline; every languid roll of his hips deliberate. Like a skilled painter, he transformed you into a living masterpiece, using each drag of his cock as a brush stroke on the canvas of your very being.

It's otherworldly.

He watches your face intently as he changes the angle, bites his bottom lip when he changes the pace, grunting into your ear as your walls begin to flutter— the telltale sign of 'his favorite part', as he loves to say.

"Gonna come f'me? Lemme hear that sweet, little voice of yours, pet." Almost as if following his command, you're digging your nails into his biceps, and closing your eyes in bliss as you climax. A loud, drawn-out moan escapes your lips as your cunt rhythmically pulses around Ghost's heavy length. Your soft thighs quiver around his broad waist as he works you through the aftershocks with slow, firm thrusts.

"Look at tha'. Came when I told ya to, like a good girl." Your mind is blank from your orgasm, tongue too heavy and thick in your mouth for you to even try to articulate a response.

"Creamed all over my cock, can ya hear it?" Hard not to when the wet sounds of your pussy squelching every time he bottoms out fills the room.

"You're so fuckin' tight. Cunt's squeezin' me like it doesn't want me to pull out."

His filthy words send a jolt straight to your throbbing core. "Felt tha'. What, you got a breedin' kink?"

Another jolt, so sharp it almost hurts.

"Want me to fill ya with my come? Is tha' it?" His husky voice dripping with desire. With want.

yes. yesyesyessss—

"Tell me you want me. Fuck, tell me you want me to come in you." The words fall from your spit-slick lips like a faucet.

"Come in me, oh my god, come in me. Fill my pussy up."

His thrusts lose some of their rhythm, but still not sloppy enough like when he's on the very brink.

Ghost's jaw in clenched, as if digging his heels in to hold off his climax. Well, that's simply unacceptable.

Your fingers tangle into his hair, giving him a slight tug to have his lips hover over yours.

"I want you come in me, Simon."

The change is instantaneous. His eyes widen a fraction before stealing your very breath with a searing kiss and fucks you. He puts his weight behind each snap of his hips. The tip of his cock pressing into the plug of your womb, making your eyes prickle with tears.

It's too much, he's too much, you think you've gone and bitten off more than you can chew with him when he mercifully stills with a groan you swallow— cock twitching as it pains your insides white.

He breaks away, gasping for air, sweat that beaded on his forehead dripping onto your heated skin.

Cut.

DaVinci and his muse.

Later, when he threads his fingers into your damp hair, you ask him why he doesn't record with others.

"'Cause I don't want to."

Oh?

"Besides, you and I have fantastic chemistry, dont'cha think?" He tugs on a lock of hair. "The fans love seeing us together, just as much as I love seeing my cock disappear into your sweet pussy."

He chuckles when he takes in your flustered expression. "Don't ask questions you aren't prepared to hear, then."

#call of duty #simon ghost riley #simon ghost riley x reader #cod mwii #cod mw2 #simon riley x reader #simon ghost riley smut #simon ghost riley x you #ghost smut #simon ghost riley x f reader #simon riley x you #ghost x reader

[softerpixels]

okay clearly i have a trope i enjoy and it's sapphic girls who hear the banshee call of land so angry for vengeance that magic flows through it. pretty niche but such a vibe.

#.txt #if i had a nickel for every ya novel i've read #about girls wielding ancient power gifted by land pained by violence against girls/women #who fight the patriarchy and are also queer i'd have 2 nickels #which isn't a lot but it's weird that it happened twice #it's all working out in the end!!! this book is actually great!!! #some of it is camp but that can't be helped

[lxnarphase]

keep it quiet ๋࣭ ⚝

☾₊‧⁺...ft. : g. satoru + g. suguru + n. kento + h. hiromi + f. toji + k. shiu + k. choso + r. sukuna + h. kinji + t. fumihiko + t. aoi ☾₊‧⁺...cw : college au, 'we have to be quiet' trope, unprotected sex ☾₊‧⁺...synopsis + a/n : this is based off an old ask from my old account that i just HAD to redo but for the jjk men : "which of the jjk men would fuck you when visiting your parents in your childhood home?"

who teases you the whole time ↴

g. suguru ; oh, he’s an asshole, acting like an innocent angel when in reality he’s slipped his hand into the back of your sweatpants several times today, giving your ass a squeeze when your parents weren’t looking. you nearly curse him out when he ‘squeezed past’ you, his hand on your waist pulling you against him as he makes sure you feel how hard he is through his pants. so it's no surprise when he whisks you away and has you pressed against your bedroom wall. 

“do you hear that? those dirty noises you making from me fucking you? bet you wanted this all day, didn’t you, princess?” “didn’t mean to go that deep…but might do it again, just like this. oooh, I like that noise you made, pretty girl, make it again for me.”

g. satoru ; satoru can sense you getting needy, pulling you to your bedroom the second your parents bid the two of you good night. it's technically his fault, just a few minutes before your parents said goodnight, he excused himself to the bathroom. you were confused when your phone buzzed and you saw a message from satoru, opening it just to see a picture of his hand wrapped around his dick. 

“didya plan this, baby? hm? for me to fuck you until you cream on my cock in your parents' house? so needy, my pretty little baby.” “such a whore f'me...you can’t stop thinking about my dick, look at how wet you got just from that picture. bet it feels good being stuffed with it now, right, baby?” "oooh, she's creamin' all over me, so pretty, i can't stop, can't fucking stop, so fucking pretty when you're all messy like this."

f. toji ; he acts like it’s not him who had you against the wall with his hands up your shirt and his tongue in your mouth literally seconds before your parents came back home from the store. the two of you are on edge, and the second your parents tell toji he is free from helping in the kitchen, he drags you away to your old bedroom down the hall to continue what he started. 

“you're not talkin', but fuck, you’re making so much noise down here, they’re gonna know, sweetheart.” “you gonna cum, mama? aww, pretty thing's gonna make a mess of my cock while your parents are down the hall waiting for us to come eat? fuck, do it, baby, cum all over my cock like a good girl.”

r. sukuna : it's some family get-together your parents invited you to, but you can barely focus on saying hi to everywhere with the way sukuna is draped over you, arms around your waist as he presses his hips into your ass as you talked to your parents. the moment you have the chance, you make some excuse about showing sukuna your childhood home, dragging him inside to your old bathroom. 

“you really wanted me, didn’t you? my pretty whore, sucking me back in, your squeezing me so tight.” “had to pull me away into the bathroom to fuck you stupid. tch, desperate slut." "you know your parents are literally right outside, what if they come back in? mm? come on, let me really fuck y'deep, give ya what you want.” 

h. kinji : he just wants to get on your nerves, seeing how bold you were acting in the car earlier about being your parents’ best kid, telling kinji what an angel you were in your parents’ eyes. sure, you still are the biggest sweetheart kinji has ever encountered but...little angel? oh, he couldn't wait to prove to you how that’s changed.

“’little angel’, huh? pfft, if only they knew what a slut their precious girl is. what if they walked in right now, seeing how their ‘good little angel’ is taking her boyfriend's dick like a dirty little slut?” “right there? is that where it feels good, cupcake? ohh, shit, baby, did you cum already? aww, you can keep going right?” "i know, i know, 's too much, 's too much, but you're takin' it like a champ, hun, just keep cummin' and let your man fuck you good, baby, pretty please?"

who is loud and doesn't care ↴

t. fumihiko : if you want to keep him quiet, you better kiss him or put something in his mouth to shut him up because he’s so lost in how good you feel that he can’t keep his volume down, knowing that your parents are probably watching tv downstairs.

“i-i can’t stay quiet, ‘m sorry, if we get caught i-i’ll make up to you, just-just lemme go faster, pretty please?” “ah, i know i said one more but can’t stop, n-need to cum again!" "’s already leaking out of you, hohmygodd...g-gotta fill you again, keep you nice and full of my cum, fuuuuck, ‘m gonna cum again!”

t. aoi : it's those damn sweatpants. the second he changed when you got to your parents’ house, you can fucking see his dick print when he sits down, the way he has to spread his legs not helping. you drag him into the bathroom with the intent to fix it, just to see this motherfucker isn't wearing underwear.

“aww, bunny, ya didn’t have t' lie. if you wanted me to fuck you so bad all you had to do was ask.” “saw you starin’ at it, you're not very subtle...you happy now that 'm fucking you full, bunny? shh, don't whine, babe, 's okay.” “so loud, they're gonna know i’m about to stuff you with my cum. hey, don't cover your mouth, it's alright, i'll buy 'em somethin' to make up for it, bunny.”

k. choso : as you sit next to him at the dinner table, you can feel his leg bouncing, rubbing up against yours. you press your hand to his leg, looking at him with a concerned face when you see how choso is sweating a little, his ears pink. all it takes is one glance down for you to see he got himself worked up. 

“i know, 'm sorry, 'm so sorry, b-bad timing but i need you. i’m so fucking hard. g-god, you're just so pretty and-and i gotta fuck you, i promise i'll do it nice 'n' good, you'll love it so much, baby.” “h-huh? fuck, i knoww, g-gotta be quiet but you feel so good. can i go harder? please? i know it’ll make noise, but need to go harder, wanna cum in you, wanna fuckin' stuff your pretty cunt full of my cum, babyyy.”

who manages to stay quiet ↴

h. hiromi : hiromi didn’t know what happened until you sat him on your bed, locking the door behind you before getting in his lap and pulling him into a deep kiss. he doesn’t know how thin the walls are so he opts to keep your lips on his so your moans don’t reach your parents in the living room.

“shhh…stay quiet, sweet girl. i know it’s a lot, but you have to be quiet.” “i can…see a little bump whenever i fucking slide back into you...god. what if i press down on it- oh fuck, don’t squeeze me like that, fuck.” “you’re squeezing me so tight, sweetheart, does it feel that good? yeah? hey, hey, shhh, come here. kiss me, don’t be too loud, kiss me when you cum.”

n. kento : kento is hushing you the whole time, not questioning the way you shook him awake while whispering his name. poor thing, he can instantly hear the desperation in your voice, the want and need to take care of you helping him wake up quicker. but your parents were above your room, so kento knows he had to keep you quiet. 

“nonono, let me take care of you darling. i don't mind, you just focus on staying quiet, i’ll make it all go away.” “mhm, i know i’m hitting your spot, angel, but you have to stay quiet. i know it feels good, i knowwwww, but stay quiet for me.” “shh, shh, you can do it, cum quietly like a good girl, i've taught you how to be a good girl, right? come on, be good, be a good girl for me, cum for me.”

k. shiu : it's 4am when he wakes you up, mumbling something about not being able to sleep. you don't even get the chance to ask him what's wrong before he pulls his pajama pants down, his cock slapping against his stomach as a thick stand of precum dripping down the base. he needs help otherwise he’ll be up all night.

"mm, angel, you're being too loud. be quiet for me, don’t need your parents hearing us.” “stop making so much noise before i fuck your mouth instead, or is that what you want?” “i should've had you like this in the first place...poor thing, always so noisy when my cock hits you this deep, right? mmn, just keep your ass up and your face in the pillow, baby, sound so pretty all muffled.”

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