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crscntwhite · 6 months

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pathetic little curse user

nanami kento x male reader

- nsfw under the cut

[name] was running for his life. he was running down the empty streets around the shibuya train station to save his life. but alas, his efforts were in vain.

a tall, blonde, yellow and black speckled tie wearing sorcerer was chasing after [name]. mahito had mentioned a sorcerer of a similar, or even the same description, but [name] never thought he'd see the day where he'd finally get caught by a sorcerer.

[name]'s legs kept dragging him along, going through different corners and short cuts along the way. then, [name] was trapped. he ran into a desolate alleyway with no way out. oh how he was fucked now. he didn't want to die this way, not to a stupid sorcerer he didn't even get to see the face of.

the sorcerer finally reached the alleyway, panting slightly as he looked straight into [name]'s eyes with a glare. [name] was panicking, he was shaking and his heart was thumping out of his chest. he hadn't lived long enough to die now! he didn't want to die by the hands of a handsome, tall, muscular sorcerer now did he?

"you." the sorcerer stated, walking closer to [name] before he held the poor man up by his hair. [name] was already squirming whilst the sorcerer hadn't even finished what he was going to say. "what did you do with gojo satoru?" the sorcerer continues, still holding [name] up by the hair.

[name] whimpered and he tossed his body around, wanting to be let down. yet, this sorcerer was too strong, far stronger than [name] or any other puny sorcerer the curse user had faced. "i.. i don't know! i wasn't in on it! i was just hired to distract other sorcerers! let me go, please!" [name] whined, not meeting the sorcerer's eyes.

the blonde man scoffed and he threw [name] against one of the walls of the alleyway. "maybe this will make you talk, or it won't." he said before unbuckling his belt and pulling his trousers down. the sorcerer creeped closer, as he pulled his boxers down revealing his hardening dick.

[name] looked at the sorcerer with a gulp. he couldn't believe this was happening to him right now. [name] was getting hard, and to a sorcerer at that. how pathetic. "what.. what are you going to do to me?" the curse user asked, but he already knew what this sorcerer was going to do.

"you'll just have to wait and see, won't you?" he chuckled before he pushed [name] fully against the wall. [name]'s face was now pressed up against the brick, feeling weird and rough on his cheeks. "the name's nanami, by the way. nanami kento. i guess you'll want to know the name of who's gonna fuck you, don't you?" nanami says before pulling [name]'s trousers and boxers down, pressing his hard-on against [name]'s ass.

all [name] can do is gulp and stand back to recieve what nanami is about to give him. he closes his eyes and he takes a deep breath in. [name] knows nanami is probably not going to prep him or anything. why would you prep the enemy's ass for your dick anyway?

then, nanami pushes into [name]. first it's the tip, then he immediately slams in his whole length causing [name] to hiss out in pain. it burnt, but [name] knew nanami wasn't going to care.

nanami then kept a grip on [name]'s hair as he started thrusting slowly, trying to aggravate the curse user he was inside of. "shit. you're so tight, i feel like i can barely move my dick." the blonde chuckles, but in reality he loved how tight [name] was. "you're as tight as a virgin. have you never had sex? or have you just never been fucked by a man before?" [name] whines at nanami's questions, his body pressed against the wall as nanami thrusted. he didn't know how to respond, the dick inside of him was making his brain switch off.

as nanami thrusted, [name]'s dick was pressing and rubbing against the harsh texture of the wall infront of him. as painful as it was, [name] was in a state of pleasure. all of the pain he felt dissipated and turned into pleasure.

"ah- faster.. please nanami.." [name] blabbered and slobbered out onto the wall. nanami huffed and he took [name]'s arms, tying them up behind his back before thrusting faster, as per the curse user's request. "it's sir to you." nanami scoffs.

[name] didn't realise what had just happened. he was too late in the pleasure. once nanami slammed into him faster and deeper, [name] yelped out, coming back to his senses again. he tried to move his arms only for them to be bounded by nanami's yellow and black speckled tie.. the tie mahito had described before.

"mm.. sir.. please.." [name] whined, although he didn't know what he was whining for himself. nanami just chuckled and he continued thrusting at a decently fast pace that was also rough on [name]'s behind.

"you're pathetic, you know that?" nanami grunts inbetween thrusts, hand still firmly gripped in [name]'s hair. "you're letting a sorcerer, your enemy, fuck you and you're enjoying this too." the blonde chuckles, but he truly had a soft spot for pathetic idiots like [name]. "can you imagine what the people who hired you would say if they saw you like this? what's his name.. mahito, right? how do you think he'd react." nanami huffs.

[name] just mewls. he can't say anything as he's lost in the pleasure and ecstasy, he's practically drowning in lust. his back arches and his eyes roll back as he feels nanami go deeper. it just feels so good, too good to be the enemy's dick.

nanami smirks as he sees [name]'s reaction. the fact that [name] is too pathetic to respond and too built up due to a few minutes of sex is so thrilling to nanami. "answer my question from before." nanami states, gripping [name]'s hair harder to get him to speak. "what have you and your little friends done with gojo satoru?" nanami repeats his question from earlier. [name] responds by drooling on the wall even more. he's probably forgotten why gojo is, and truth be told he didn't have to do with gojo's sealing in the first place. nanami's dick was so good it made [name] forget about everything.

then, [name]'s vision went went and he cummed all over the wall. white painted and stained the brick, leaving nanami disgusted. "who said you could cum, you pathetic curse user? i certainly didn't." nanami grunted, clearly annoyed by [name]'s actions. "guess we'll keep going until i think we're finished. you wouldn't mind that, right?"

[name] shook his head, or, he tried to. his head was still against the wall, leaving a few scratches and marks and his hair was still in nanami's hand. "no sir.. we can keep going.." [name] squeaked out, his thighs trembling slightly as he had just came and by the fact that nanami was still thrusting into him.

"good." is all nanami responded with. he went far more deeper and rougher than before, the tip of his dick reaching [name]'s prostate again and again leading [name] to cum several more times over the wall.

once nanami was finished, he cleaned himself up and left [name] panting heavily on the floor of the alleyway. [name] was covered in his own cum, his hair all over the place and his wrists almost forming bruises. he did like the experience nanami gave him, but he never thought he'd be fucking with the enemy.

"pathetic little curse user you are." nanami said before he left. "you should be glad i didn't kill you and that i spared you because you're so cute." he smirked.

and that was the last [name] ever saw of the blonde sorcerer.

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crscntwhite · 7 months

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might post smth soon ? might not. who knows, we’ll see how my writer’s block is going 🫠

#m reader #male reader #writers block #sad

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crscntwhite · 11 months

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⠀ ⠀ k. sampo:: -a special service- one shot ✧

↳ pairing ✧ ➼ koski sampo x dominant!bottom m!reader

↳ summary ✧ ➼ you've become interested in sampo, and that interest quickly became a craving for sex with him

↳ word count ✧ ➼ 2.5k wrds

↳ content warnings ✧ ➼ 18+ nsfw content, reader is somewhat of a cock slut, blowjob, cock warming, an interesting way to jerk off, unprotected anal sex

↳ author's note ✧ ➼ i got into hsr recently, and fell in love with sampo almost immediately. so i whipped up this silly little thing. i tried to provide a lil bit of a backstory, but i wanted this to be primarily pnp. not proofread.

always read the content warnings before reading. this piece contains explicit content strictly for an 18+ audience. do not interact if you: are a minor, a faceless blog, or do not state your age in your bio. fem!readers dni.

it's been a few months since i first set foot on jarilo-vi. the planet really is in an eternal freeze like the rumors said. it's painfully cold, but luckily it doesn't particularly have any effect in the underworld, where i've been spending a lot of my time. i'm an independent adventurer. however, lots of people confuse me to be with the astral express, and to be quite honest, i want to be as far away from those people as possible. they seem to instigate nothing but trouble that i do not want to be involved in. i've been doing my work from the sidelines, observing the daily lives of people in the underworld and how it compares to other civilizations. it's fascinating once you discover the differences of societies.

but one particular person catches my eye. a member of wildfire. an eloquent mercenary. a master at persuasion. sampo koski. i don't know if it's his charisma, his determination, or his stupidity, but he's someone that i've been focused on for a while. i occasionally will watch his work, spy on him in a sense, and watch how he performs his transactions. something about him sparked a feeling in me that i haven't felt before. affection? romance? lust? i wasn't quite sure. what i was sure of, however, was that this foreign feeling influenced me to ask a certain... service from sampo, so it could satisfy whatever was brewing inside me. i was repulsed by it at first, but i am a man of thrill. i don't want to lie and say that i wasn't just a little bit curious as to how sampo will react. or better yet, if he accepted. after contemplated it for a few days, i approached one of rivet town's civilians by random with an envelope in hand, its contents a top secret. "do you know a sampo koski?" "yes, as a matter of fact, i do."

i sat patiently on the edge of the bed in goethe hotel, room 217. i'm surprised that i have passive relations with the guards of the overworld, considering that i'm mostly interacting with the underworld, but i don't question it too much so i don't risk being banished. as i sat i half expected sampo to not show up, for several reasons. i glanced at the clock that hung on the wall, and it read 8:13. sampo was thirteen minutes late. i remembered explicitly writing 8:00 pm in the letter. i decided to give him a little more time, especially with how sudden this request was made. if he didn't show after that, i would've assumed that sampo took my money and ran.

i heard footsteps approaching the door. i turned my attention towards it, and as soon as my eyes fixated on it, the door opened rather quickly. as i anticipated, it was sampo. in one motion he rushed in and shut the door behind him, but not too loudly that it would disturb the other guests on the floor. we both made eye contact, and he laughed.

"well well, look what we have here. you must be (y/n), correct? oh please tell me i've entered the correct room." it was his usual enthusiasm for being so playful.

"yes, that's me."

"ah, excellent! well sir, before we get things, eh uh... started, i have quite a few questions for you. i think it's only fair for me to ask, hmm?" he wore that smirk he always has on, his teal, sanpaku eyes glaring right into my soul. he leaned against the wall with his arms crossed. charming.

"i guess so. what do you need to know?" i shifted my legs as i remained seated on the bed comforter.

"firstly, do you know how lucky you are? i would never willingly come up here to the overworld, 'cause there's a certain blondy that's after my ass. but once i counted how much money you put in that envelope, well goodness, i couldn't possibly refuse..." his voice dropped in a very seductive way as soon as money was mentioned. there was a tightening in my pants.

"you know, this is the very first time i've received a commission like this. i usually do cargo, other shipments and trade, but... a sex service? may i ask, what compelled you to do this?" i had to think and formulate my words before i answered.

"not to scare you, but i'm on mission to study and observe life here on jarlio-vi. i've been watching how you do your business, and i'm quite interested in your methods. but there's something about you... something i long for. i haven't even had a conversation with you before, hell, you haven't even seen me before now. but there's this feeling in me that i can't get rid of. and i was curious to see if this is it."

"ahh, very interesting indeed. well," sampo cut himself off by removing himself off the wall and made his way towards me slowly until he was hovering over my body, which was half the size of his. his eyes remained on me the entire time. "i'll accept your request, mr. (y/n). there's always a first for everything... and you are quite cute." he set his gloved hand under my jaw, his thumb on my chin, and lifted my head.

"good," i swiftly sat up and grabbed sampo's other wrist to guide him to replace positions with me. he comically gasped as i forced him to sit down as i remained standing. "i pay you, i tell you what to do." sampo chuckled.

"alright, whatever you say your majesty." he leaned back, legs over the bed spread out and holding himself up by placing his hands on the side. i removed my belt from my pants, not only to relieve of my raging hard on, but to tie sampo's hand behind his back. i positioned myself on top of his lap, legs apart where he could totally see my dick. i reached for his wrists and he complied when i used the belt to restrain him.

"goodness, are you filled with so much surprise. i wouldn't have a clue that you were this kinky." he grinned, and i could see the need filling his eyes. but i've already gotten used to sampo's teasing just from spying on him, so it didn't bother me as much as it should. i removed myself off of him and kneeled down on the wooden floor. he watched my every move as i took off his own belt, unzipped his fly, and pulled down on his boxers where his cock sprang free. he was just as hard as me. and christ he was huge, if i were to guess he was almost twice the size as me and i'm pretty average.

without any warning or words exchanged, i shut my eyes and pressed my lips against his tip, and he immediately reacted by inhaling sharply. i didn't go any further just yet. i repeatedly rolled over his slit with my tongue, but did so slowly. i wanted to give sampo a tiny taste of his own medicine.

"a-and you're a real t-tease, aren't ya? i get you wanting to do things your own way here, b-but this is just pure torture to a poor man..." i leisurely opened my eyes to look up at sampo, who not only looked like he was struggling to keep his composure, but was also trembling all over. maybe i was taking it too far. while keeping eye contact with him, i took more of him in, but again, did so slowly. even though i've sucked more cocks that i can count on my two hands, sampo was one of the biggest i've seen, so i wanted to not only push him even more but also didn't want to choke. it would be embarrassing to have my cause of death be suffocation from sampo's big dick.

as i started to feel the tears prick my eyes, i already had sampo completely enveloped in my mouth and throat. my nose was right up against his pubes, and to be quite honest, it smelled nice. i remained still again, keeping sampo in me as if i was his personal cock warmer. he was still trembling, his breathing got heavier, and his dick was twitching in my throat. it was very cute to see to see him on the brink of breaking down simply because of how much i was edging him. don't hunt what you can't kill, sampo.

"p-please... move," he mumbled through his teeth. his witty mannerisms died for now, and he was clearly sexually stressed. but i didn't give in just yet. as my final gesture of "torture," i began to bob my adam's apple up and down by command, which massaged the tip the the top of his shaft. it was something i learned to do a while ago, and from it i found out that men love it. as expected, sampo audibly gasped and he started to hyperventilate. in the mixture of it, he whined and cried from the pleasure. both his cute moans and the wet noises coming from my own throat was oh so lewd. my own dick was twitching, frustrated from being so neglected, but i ignored it for now.

i was about to remove myself from sampo until i heard a harsh snap come from him. i opened my eyes wide to find one of sampo's hands gliding down towards me. how the fuck did he break free from my restraints? i tied him up so well! he's gonna pay for another belt... he wrapped his hand around his bulge my throat, holding a somewhat grip to it. what was he planning to do...?

"i-i'm sorry, mr. (y/n), but what you're doing is too much. i... i have to do this." he moved his hand up and down, as if he was jerking himself off, but it was in me. i needed to breathe since holding my breath was quickly beginning to be more difficult, but what sampo was doing was so fucking hot. it wasn't an idea i've had before, so i have to give him credit for it. however, it luckily didn't last very long. he was panting for air as he was reaching his high, and came down my throat shortly after. i had no other choice but to swallow all of it, since how far down he was in me. but i didn't complain. at least it didn't taste bad.

i immediately took his cock out of my mouth and gasped for air, taking in as many deep breaths as i could. i was maybe holding my breath for 2, maybe 3 minutes? i coughed a few times, feeling sampo's cum sticking to the walls of my throat.

"that... that was certainly something," sampo chuckled. he was out of breath as i was, and he seemed to be done for the night. but i wasn't. i still had to take care of my own cock, which surprisingly, hasn't been relieved yet. to not let sampo run away, i swiftly removed my pants in boxers in one movement and repositioned myself on sampo's lap as i did before. he stuttered, possibly trying to to stop what i was about to do, but i was persistent. using my leftover saliva on his dick as lube, i situated his tip against my hole and lowered myself as slow as i could. i didn't need any preparation because, similar to cock sucking, i've been fucked just as many times and my body was used to it. it'll forever be ready for whatever dick i come across.

when a third of his dick was in my ass, i put boh my hands on his shoulders for support. i hung my head low, panting just as heavily as sampo was mere minutes ago, with a few moans sprinkled in there. but god it felt so good. he was stretching me out just right, there was a little pain but it was such a pleasurable pain. i was afraid i'd become addicted to sampo's dick. as i continued letting sampo go deeper into me, he reached over and grabbed my aching cock with his gloved hand. i cried out in shock, lost by balance and sat down completely on his lap because i was so surprised.

out of instict, i leaned my head back and moaned quite loudly because sampo was completely in me, again. but this time it was a thousand times better. the tip of his cock was pressing just right against my prostate and a surge of electricity ran through my body. i could feel him inside my stomach, and if i were to guess, it was pressing right against my stomach to where you could see it protrude from me. as the muscles in my ass flexed from the pleasure, i tightened my hold against sampo, my knuckles turning white. he laughed and stroked my cock, which only added more fuel to the fire. at this point, i was a moaning, gasping mess.

"my god, you're so tight. just earlier you were so in control, but it seems like the roles have reversed." he thrusted up into me, his cock jamming directly against my prostate again. i let out another cry, louder than the previous ones. i was worried that i was becoming too loud to where i was a disturbance to the people in the other rooms. i wanted to move on my own, to have my own sense of order in the situation, but sampo continuously thrusted into me at a steady tempo. his balls were slapping against my ass cheeks, which made such an erotic sound every time he drove himself into me. he simultaneously jerked me off, but he was going faster and faster with his hand movements by the second. i think he could tell that i was very close to cumming.

with my eyes almost rolled into the back of my head like i was perverted slut, i warned sampo with a breathy voice. "s-sampo, i'm about to..." he smiled softly and let out a light laugh through an exhale of his nose. while he was still fucking me, i came with a high pitched moan, not caring how embarrassing it was to do that in front of sampo. when i was finished, he let go of my softening cock, and removed his own from me. my body was worn out, sweat dribbling all over and rested my head against his shoulder as i caught my breath for the second time that night.

i was a little disappointed it all went so fast. maybe we were both sexually frustrated and that was our first times in a while. regardless of what the reason was, i had a hunch that i would need sampo again for another service like this one, but next time he would be "in charge." i wondered how he would be like, whether or not he's freaky in bed as i am, or if he was strictly vanilla. i only got a glimpse of what sampo koski was like that night. and i was curious for more.

"we have to do this again another time."

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crscntwhite · 1 year

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hi friends! i just posted another one shot, this time it's sampo from hsr! yay! sorry for the hiatus, this past spring semester was... hell, to say the least, so i had no time to write anything. sorry about that :( luckily i'll have a lotta time to write during this summer!

#yay #im back!

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crscntwhite · 1 year

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⠀ ⠀ k. sampo:: -a special service- one shot ✧

↳ pairing ✧ ➼ koski sampo x dominant!bottom m!reader

↳ summary ✧ ➼ you've become interested in sampo, and that interest quickly became a craving for sex with him

↳ word count ✧ ➼ 2.5k wrds

↳ content warnings ✧ ➼ 18+ nsfw content, reader is somewhat of a cock slut, blowjob, cock warming, an interesting way to jerk off, unprotected anal sex

"well well, look what we have here. you must be (y/n), correct? oh please tell me i've entered the correct room." it was his usual enthusiasm for being so playful.

"yes, that's me."

"i guess so. what do you need to know?" i shifted my legs as i remained seated on the bed comforter.

"we have to do this again another time."

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crscntwhite · 1 year

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ON THE RUN.

Madame Cocolia issued an order to arrest you, March 7th and your lover Dan Heng. Thankfully you managed to escape into a fragmentum for the time being hiding from the citizens of belebog.

pairing : dan heng/reader

warnings : bottom male reader, SMUT, reader is not a virgin bc idfk how to write for virgin!reader, porn without plot lol, danny boyo has lube on his fingers alr...

"Dan-ie" you whispered, moaning against the walls where dan heng had you pinned. "Please jus' fuck me already" you whined when he only teased you more, his tongue swirling aganst your nipples.

He had you pinned against the walls with your legs wrapped around his waist and his hands kneading the fat of your ass. "Patience." was the only thing he mumbled as his slender fingers slither inside your hole.

His pace was gentle, scissoring his fingers inside to make way for his cock. In the meantime, you work on unbuttoning his pants to free his hard on. It slapped against Dan Heng's abdomen as it stood up.

After he was satisfied with the prep, Dan heng slowly guided his reddish cock to your hole, his other hand pinching at your chest. At first only the tip pops in making you both groan. His tongue found yours and your lips locked.

He slowly slid the entirety of his cock inside, relishing in the lewd noises your ass made. Rhythmic thrusts angled to hit your spot made your toes curl. Even though it was slow, his thrusts were harsh.

"F-Faster." You immediately regretted telling him to hurry up as almost instantly he started fucking you like a man starved. His harsh, precise and quick thrusts were making your mind become hazy.

"Keep quiet!－ Shit.. Baby you.. fuck- feel so good! You're just a slut for my cock aren't you. Always begging to be treated like a whore. Don't regret your actions now."

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crscntwhite · 1 year

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hey guys! sorry about the lack of posts recently, i just started up my second semester. hopefully i’ll be back to posting regularly soon!

#update #sorry #:(

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crscntwhite · 1 year

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“In order to keep watch on you, we have to live together. And it’s fine to kill you if you try to run off somewhere, apparently”.

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crscntwhite · 1 year

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Art by fedzz_z

Posted with Permission (reprint/edit and/or commercial use prohibited)

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crscntwhite · 1 year

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hey friends, friendly reminder that fem readers & faceless blogs are not welcome on my page. this is an m!reader and gn!reader safe space. i’ve been getting quite a few fem readers/faceless blogs liking my recent yoshida x MALE reader post, and that post is not meant for y’all!!! that’s why it’s called MALE reader!! i understand that pronouns don’t equal gender, and sometimes it’s hard to tell so i’m left unsure. i really don’t want to go on a blocking spree, but i’ll have to do it as a last resort.

thanks! 🫶

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crscntwhite · 1 year

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thanks! 🫶

#please

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crscntwhite · 1 year

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⠀ ⠀ h. yoshida:: first date headcanons ✧

↳ pairing ✧ ➼ hirofumi yoshida x m!reader

↳ summary ✧ ➼ soft headcanons of what yoshida's habits are on your first date with him.

↳ word count ✧ ➼ 284 wrds

↳ content warnings ✧ ➼ very very minor mention of homophobia

↳ author's note ✧ ➼ a v quick headcanon list to help me get out of writer's block from a request i got (i promise i'm almost finished with it!). requests are still open.

always read the content warnings before reading. fem!readers dni.

yoshida is definitely a hand holder. anywhere you go, no matter where it might be, he is gently holding your hand but tight enough so you don't feel obligated to ever let go.

sometime your fingers will intertwine. other times it's just doan-facing palms. no matter what way you hold hands, yoshida does it so you can feel safe and comfortable with him.

he is also an incredible listener. he's willing to do anything you want to do. if you wanted to go to a coffee shop, he'd let you pick the location and whatever you wanted on the menu. if you wanted to go to a movie, he'd let you pick whatever film is showing at the time.

yoshida will stare at you. he admires your beauty and doesn't know when to look away from you. so expect to be meeting each other's eyes a lot.

he also loves giving you small kisses on your hands and cheeks every now and then.

if you two are in public walking around the city, or just around other people in general, he will silently boast about the fact he has a boyfriend to the strangers passing by you two.

yoshida will subtly "shove" your relationship in people's faces when he has the chance to. not only because he's proud that you're his magnificent boyfriend, but because he's very protective of you and wants to tell others "he's mine."

he doesn't care if other people look at you two in disgust when you exchange kisses (of course, he asks beforehand if it's okay to do so). he covers your ears when he notices insulting murmurs. he doesn't want you to feel bad on this pleasant day.

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crscntwhite · 1 year

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Age, or something that clearly states that you are 18+, in bio/somewhere easily accessible to interact with me, meaning:

No ageless and blank blogs. Minors (people under 18) will be blocked on sight, please just don't interact with me at all. Everyone under 18 shouldn't be here in the first place, you are putting both of us at risk for different reasons.

And even if you have your age in your bio, but no post/reblogs or hardly interact with artists, I'm blocking you too since you might be a silent reader. I'm going to explain it further, so that you can understand why or what I'm talking about.

Blank blogs = no header, no icon, no post/reblogs. Those are mostly seen as bots and overall creepy, so I block them on sight usually, considering the awful past and present Tumblr has with bots. And, even if they aren't bots, they still can be considered silent readers.

Silent readers = usually blogs with no posts (with their likes page on), that simply go around and like stuff without reblogging. The reason why this is bad is that it doesn't give the artist interaction, and the algorithm of Tumblr works only with reblogs (so the likes, while nice, do absolutely nothing). And interaction equals motivation, meaning the more you interact with an artist the more they are willing and happy to share their art. Obviously you don't have to be constantly active on Tumblr or reblogging (nor do you have to reblog my content specifically), but if your blog is empty yet interact with me because "you are here simply to read" then I am blocking you, sorry.

My suggestion is to put an icon, header, and a bio and start reblogging so that you look like a real person, not a bot. There are multiple ways to reblog stuff: either fast reblogging, putting comments on the tags (which is always beautiful to see), or with a comment/meme, it's always appreciated! You can even create a sideblog to reblog things if you are that scared of doing so on main, or simply prefer having things in different blogs. Don't be scared to look around Tumblr or ask!

If you mass like, reblog, text, and follow without either notifying me about your age or having it somewhere on your blog (+ you are a silent reader), I'll block you. You have enough time to tell me that you are an adult, or say so in your blog if you have time to interact with me.

If I have blocked you, but you are an adult, you may contact me about it on my main blog, although I might reply very late. I'm sorry in case! I'm sorry for blocking you too, but I have to be certain that I do not have minors lurking around my blog and, I'm tired of constantly reblogging and talking about the reblog-like ratio and lack of interaction while having people around who contribute and help to the problem many artists, me included, suffer from. Please understand that I'm not forcing anyone to reblog my stuff or interact with me, you don't have to for whatever reason. I get it. I just hope that you understand that I'm just tired of a couple of likes, rare reblogging, and askbox completely dry while constantly talking about this problem, seeing people still don't understand why (or not caring, idk) it's bad.

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crscntwhite · 1 year

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[id: It’s an illustration of Aki holding his hand out in front of him in the signal he uses to summon the Fox Devil. One of his eyes are closed while the other is looking straight forward and a cigarette dangles from his lips. He’s depicted with tan skin and multiple piercings ranging from snakebites to double eyebrow, different sized gauges, and a daith piercing in his left ear. Behind him, the fox devil is drawn in bright orange, purple, and pink. Aki’s hand frames one of her eyes. /end id]

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crscntwhite · 1 year

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⠀ ⠀ a. hayakawa :: -him having a plus-sized boyfriend- one shot✧

↳ pairing ✧ ➼ aki hayakawa x plus-sized m!reader

↳ summary ✧ ➼ you feel insecure about your body, but aki is there to give you comfort.

↳ word count ✧ ➼ 912 wrds

↳ content warnings ✧ ➼ (internalized) fatphobia, self-deprecating talk, fluff at the end

↳ author's note ✧ ➼ just a quick drabble i thought of yesterday. as a plus-sized transmasc, i had a lot of fun writing this. drabble might be ooc. not proof-read. requests are open.

always read the content warnings before reading. fem!readers dni.

you and aki were preparing to go on a date. you two unanimously decided to go watch a newly released movie and have a semi-nice dinner afterwards, so you wanted to dress appropriately but comfortably.

you chose an alternative-style outfit; a black and baggy long sleeve shirt with punk-rock styled pants with buckles, all accompanied with some black combat boots. you wore a few chains here and there, and you topped it all off with the earrings aki gifted you a few months into your relationship. the idea of the outfit excited you and you couldn't wait to show your wonderful boyfriend, but the second you saw yourself in the mirror, it quickly vanished and was replaced with feelings of disgust. it was not all like you expected.

you struck a few poses to try and look at yourself in different angles to see if it would change at all, but it didn't. you felt like your weight ruined the vibe you were aiming for. you sucked in your stomach, gripped at it. you hated it. you felt ugly. and worst of all, you felt completely unlovable.

"i can't let anyone see me like this..."

you sat down on your bed as tears pricked at your eyes. they started falling down your cheeks as you began to take off each piece of clothing, starting with your shoes. you sobbed quietly so aki couldn't hear. you would feel totally embarrassed if he saw you like this. as soon as you were about to strip your shirt off, there was a knock and a voice behind your bedroom door.

"(y/n)? love? are you okay? you've been in there for a long while, we're gonna be late for the movie. don't tell me you're debating on an outfit again." his tone was playful. your breath hitched and you tried to not make any noise by holding your breath. but the lack of response signaled to aki that something was actually wrong. he opened the door and saw your face red and with tear stains.

his playful attitude died as he dropped his bag and quickly approached you. he knelt down to your eye level. you couldn't look at him though. your eyes were glued to the floor. "oh darling, what's wrong? why are you crying?" aki was very soft for you, and for you only. he gently wiped away your tears with one hand and and held your hand with his other. he looked at you with worried eyes. "i- i don't know... if i want to do anything tonight... i-i'm sorry," you hiccupped. another tear fell as you slightly turned your head away. you felt ashamed. aki wiped away that one, too.

"what makes you say that?" he questioned. "did something happen?" you didn't give a verbal response, only uneven breathing. "(y/n), please talk to me... what happened?" he rubbed his thumb along your knuckles in attempt to make you more relaxed. "i just... i just feel so ugly. i look disgusting. i'm so fat, being fat is just unattractive, everyone knows that. nobody wants to be with a fat person, i just..." you trailed off and starting sobbing again. aki removed his hands from you and switched to having his arms around you. he pulled you into an embrace and hugged you tightly. he held you like that and he let you cry. he understood that you just needed to let it out before he could speak to you and rebuttal against your words.

when your body naturally calmed down, aki released himself from you and looked at you in the eyes. you still couldn't look at him. he cupped his hands around your face. "hey. love, can you please look at me?" aki whispered. you defeatedly locked eyes with his. he hated seeing your pretty eyes look anything but happy. "(y/n), i know you think you look ugly or that nobody loves you, and you should really not think like that. but i have to disagree with you. you're absolutely stunning. you're so handsome, and i love you so so much. i don't care about your weight, if anything it makes you look even more beautiful. i love you for who you are, fat or not. i'm so lucky that you're my wonderful boyfriend. i want to be with you for the rest of my life. i love you, okay?"

aki's voice was soothing, as well as his words. you sniffled and mouthed out a 'thank you' as you slightly smiled. "there's that smile i love," aki slightly teased. you chuckled out of embarrassment and replied with a drawn out 'stop.' "are you feeling any better? we still don't have to go out if you don't want to, but i really do want to spend some time together." aki kept his warm hands on your face. "yea, i feel a little better now. we can still go."

you looked at him again, this time the redness in your eyes are gone. aki couldn't help himself but lean in and give you a loving kiss on your lips. you were caught a little off guard at first, but you melted into it fairly quickly. he rubbed his thumb on your cheek. when he moved back after a few seconds, he took his hands off you and lifted you up off your bed with a hug. that you were shocked by.

"c'mon, get your shoes back on, we're gonna be late!"

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crscntwhite · 1 year

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⠀ ⠀ a. hayakawa :: -what he's like in bed- headcanons ✧

↳ pairing ✧ ➼ aki hayakawa (d) x m!reader (s)

↳ summary ✧ ➼ just a list (and occasional drabbles) of personal headcanons on how i think aki is in bed

↳ word count ✧ ➼ 1.5k wrds

↳ content warnings ✧ ➼ 18+ nsfw content, some unhinged topics, blowjobs, (mutual) smoking, spit (a plethora of saliva is mentioned), consensual choking, whining, anal sex, dacryphilia

↳ author's note ✧ ➼ kinda got lazy at the end. some stuff might be ooc, but oh well. enjoy my first smut piece on this blog, requests are always open

aki's stoic and mysterious personality is definitely reflected when he's having sex. he's a pro at hiding all the kinks he's into. of course, you only discover the strange and borderline grotesque habits he has once you're finally in his embrace under the sheets for long enough.

for the first few times, it's just normal, vanilla stuff. he adores receiving blowjobs, he's absolutely obsessed with the feeling of your mouth enveloping his cock. it's the warm, slick feeling of it he can't get over.

he's not a head pusher when you give him blowjobs. rather, he sets his hand on your head with a gentle gesture, playing with your hair as he lets you choose the pace you want to go.

aki smokes during sex, no exception. he'll always have a cigarette in his mouth as he's pounding into you, and occasionally you'll take the cig out of his mouth and take a smoke or two and then put it back into his mouth, but honestly that's rare.

(he loves it when you share a cigarette though.)

he also loves giving you kisses, and you giving him them in return. a simple act like that gets him all fuzzy inside and he believes it deepens your relationship with him even further.

you don't mind the stench of smoke that's stained his teeth and lips though. you're desensitized to it at this point that you don't even notice it anymore.

he's always, always on top of you; doesn't dare to think of the idea of switching the roles where he's below you because that would challenge his fragile ego. but who knows, maybe one day he'll have a change of heart.

he'd rather go sweet and slow on you than rough and fast since it's what he prefers, but sometimes he has really bad days at work as a devil hunter, and needs to get his frustration out somehow.

aki is a man of fairness. he wants to give you the same amount of treatment as you give to him. if one night is all about him, then the next night is all about you. if one night is all about being gentle, then the next night is all about being feral.

after a few months of dating and having what he calls "boring" sex, he feels comfortable enough to bring up the big question. his chest doesn't start heaving when simply just thinking about the concept because he thinks both him and you are ready for it.

"can we try something new tonight?"

you're already physically (and mentally) prepared and on aki's bed when he arrives home from his shift. when he takes notice of your suggestive pose, laying on your side with one hand holding your head up and other playing with the white sheets, he is not slow to take his shoes and blazer off and jump into bed with you.

"are you sure about this, love?" he asks with a firm tone. he always needs reassurance before trying anything new with you.

"yes, aki. i want this."

you gradually sit up as aki reaches for a bottle on the side table. it's relatively small and doesn't have a label on it, but you know exactly what it is. he explained what it is beforehand. although, where he got it piques your curiosity.

he turns to you with the bottle open and instructs you to open your mouth. you follow, and he pours a small amount of the substance on your tongue and it slowly slides down your throat. it's thick and doesn't really taste like anything.

remember how he loves kisses? well he actually likes them wet. very wet. the thought of a completely messy make-out session where saliva is all over both of your lips is an instant turn on for him.

his cock almost immediately gets hard with precum leaking from his slit when he thinks about your saliva being mixed in with his as he french-kisses you so much it pours out of your mouths and floods down your chin.

"we're gonna go slow with this, okay? at any point you want to stop you let me know right away."

when the effects of the substance kicked in, aki had one of the best times of his life.

the second drool started to dribble out of your mouth, aki felt an overwhelming amount of adrenaline and excitement. he couldn't control himself any longer, he had to kiss you right then and there.

with swift and sudden movements, aki grabbed your face with both his hands and pulled himself into you to kiss you. he groaned in pleasure as his tongue made its way into your mouth.

all he could feel was your tongue and lots of warm spit and it was overstimulating for him. he was breathing heavily as his dream was coming to life: there was so much saliva coming from your mouth it covered your lips entirely (and his); it was dripping down your chin and pooling on the sheets.

and of course, aki's cock was completely hard, the outline of it was showing through his tight pants.

after knowing the test session with the "excessive-saliva" substance was a success, aki was not shy to ask if you could continue using it when having future sex.

when you brought up the idea of using it for a blowjob to him, aki's eyes widened and his breathing stopped. he didn't think he could love you even more.

soon after you and aki were accustomed to aki's saliva kink, he proposed the same question again:

"can we try something new tonight?"

you didn't hesitate when replying "yes" to him, anything for aki.

as the sun is setting, aki is sitting with his back on the backboard of his bed and you're straddling on his lap. his hands are caressing your neck as you play with his hair that's let-down. and as always, he's smoking.

"how do you feel about choking?" aki asks quietly. to you, the volume and softness of his voice indicated that he was shy or embarrassed.

"i dunno, i haven't ever been choked before. i can give it a try."

as soon as the word "try" escaped your mouth, with the cigarette hanging on his lips, aki manhandled you to where you were now lying on your back as he was hovering over you.

and again, he asks:

"are you sure about this, baby?"

after you both agreed on a safe word (or rather, a safe tap) to know when to stop, aki positioned his left hand around your neck.

the size difference between you and aki was kinda extreme. you were so short compared to him, so small. so his veiny hand fit around your neck perfectly, he could wrap it around entirely if he wanted to.

when you gave the okay, aki's hand began squeezing, restricting your airflow almost instantly. he was very gentle doing so, he understood that his strength needed to be kept in check so he didn't hurt you.

you started gasping for air. you brought your own hands up to your neck so you could feel aki. he was cooing at you, whispering sweet nothings so you could remain comfortable.

you tried to whine, but little to nothing was coming out. aki loved that, more than he thought he would.

as aki very gradually tightened his grip around your neck, he noticed your cock twitching in your pants in the corner of his eye. he chuckled with relief, he was glad he wasn't the only one enjoying this.

with his free hand, he reached over the cupped your covered hard-on into his hand.

you gasped, shocked by the sudden feeling. aki's eyes moved from your cock to your own, he gave you a stare as if he was asking if it's okay for him to continue.

you thrusted your hips up slightly, trying to let aki's hand press just a little bit harder down on your aching dick. aki understood your signal, and started slowly stroking as he kept his hand on your neck.

there have only been a few times recently where aki discovers a new kink that he didn't know he was into. one of them was crying.

one night, aki must've unintentionally teased you too much and prepared you a little too good, hell, even better than usual.

because as soon as his lube-covered cock entered your asshole, and he started at a pretty slow pace, you were whining the most he's ever heard of. he was hitting your prostate just right. your upper body was slightly flailing around, you were so overstimulated that you began to cry.

the tears that were pricking at your eyes when aki spread his hands out on your body and felt all over were falling down your cheeks.

aki noticed how your crying was being mixed in with your whining and he stopped, he had to make sure you were okay.

"d-don't stop, idiot! keep fucking goinggg!" you slurred out.

aki's adrenaline kicked in again after he heard your cry, and he held you close as he took in your sweet noises.

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