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gamblersdoll · 6 hours
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for your "what i dont write" section you should also include somnophilia or non con cause consent is a big part irl & in fanfic
somnophilia is majorly common to not be understood, but most of the time there is a consent consultation. if i ever write it , it will be implied.
i will never really write any fics that include rape or non consent. dub con is what is my extent, or cnc.
consent is very important for writing and irl and should be talked about in general and regularly.
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gamblersdoll · 7 hours
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what are yalls hc for hakari or guts or sukuna, go! ill confirm or deny :)
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gamblersdoll · 9 hours
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cw: 18+, choso is a bottom
“f-fuck!” he moans, gripping at your silk bed sheets and screwing his eyes shut. “m-mama!”
you bounced on his length, ever so slightly pulling yourself up on him. “you like this, cho’?” you whisper, hands tracing up and down his bare chest. you were only surprised at the fact you were able to ride him, considering the fact he was so much bigger than you.
he nodded frantically, tears in the corner of his eyes. “yes!” he choked out, bucking his hips up. his cock pushed inside you more, and his hands gripped at your hips. “need you–ineedyouineedyou!” he chanted out.
you shush him, nibbling on his earlobe and neck. “oh baby, i need you too.” he whimpered, wrapping his arms around you and panted in your ears. “right there, sugar. oh, youre doing so good f’er me.” you whisper softly in his ear.
“i cummin! i cummin!” he chanted again, “ohmygod im gonna fuckin’ cum!” he rasps out, stilling his body once his coil in his tummy snaps.
“there you go,” you say, feeling his hot load spurt into your pussy. “thats it, my big boy.” you praise, kissing at his neck and cheek as he stutters and shakes. he pants against the pillow, finally catching his breath.
“i wanna go again.” he looks up at you, eyes pleading for another go.
“that was round three, sweetie—“ you say, before getting cut off. he flips you over onto your tummy, your face being stuffed into your plush pillow.
“then round four, mama..”
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gamblersdoll · 18 hours
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BITCH DO U FUCKING GET ME WHEN I SAY I WANNA EAT YOURS FICS CUZ THEYRE SO GOOD
I WANNA PUNCH U IN THE FACE WIH MY LIPS
anytime, sugar. thank you baby. 💋🩶
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gamblersdoll · 1 day
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choso fic coming soon btw
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gamblersdoll · 1 day
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tw: masturbation (m) (f), toys.
the relationship between you and guts became strained.
because after that night of you being drunk, and having your virginity taken from the bully you also happened to have the hugest crush on, he didnt pick on you as much… which meant rarely seeing him.
but it was hell for him, because who fucking knew that a nerd he bullied relentlessly had a body he craved.
after that night, he couldnt stand to look at you. quite literally. because, hed fuck his fist into oblivion. seeing you in the halls? hed excuse himself, going to the bathroom and throwing his head back as he jacked himself off, squeezing at the tip to imitate you squeezing at the tip.
in the shower? hes got a vibrating cock ring on and he’s overstimulating himself to you.
and in bed? hes fucking a sex doll of your skin tone, your body type, anything to imitate you. but it wasnt the same, no. he needed you again, but he was angry, how dare you be a nose in the book girl but have the body of a pornstar? that truly wasnt fair.
and you were no different, because you would dry hump a pillow to ride him, any chance to find release. buying what cologne he wore, you figured it out.
and you would spray the cologne on a hoodie you wore just so you could imagine him fucking you in his hoodie. you felt so ashamed to admit that, so you promised to take that shit to the grave.
you hated that he decided to not bully you anymore, because that was your only interactions with him.
yet, both of you were drawn to each other.
and it seemed that fate wanted you to be together.
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gamblersdoll · 1 day
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tw: body talk, and i think thats mainly it. please let me know if i missed anything
telling me that “only writing for black readers is racist because it “isn’t inclusive”
.. yeah thats the point. because rarely none of us have representation, and if we do its the stereotypical black girl who smokes weed and doesnt have a dad but also is irrational and twerks constantly. *cough cough wattpad*
and whoever said that me writing “plush” people and not skinny is skinnyphobic (i have never in my entire life heard of this and think its made up again.) i make my content for everyone of all types, ive been 250+, ive been 163, and im back in 200. so i know the difference and feeling, thats why i make it for everyone reading.
my work is for everyone, but again, ANYONE can read. just because im not having a reader be a stereotype doesnt mean i do or dont.
also; if i ever say loc(k)s , that can literally mean actual locs or a good portion of hair.
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gamblersdoll · 2 days
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I'm curious to know what will happen after that fucking night! 😭
I mean, Guts and nerd will start dating..? Or will he continue to harass her, spread more rumors about her, and tell everyone about what happened??? Or maybe something different, idk but I really need this so badly 🧎🏻‍♀️🎀
there could be alternate versions of these things, but i cant tell you what can happen 🤭🩶.
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gamblersdoll · 3 days
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I’m sorry that other anon questioned you about ‘black washing’ and if it’s okay I have a little rage ramble.
I personally LOVE seeing representation. I grew up in a really diverse community and I remember some of my friends in elementary school felt like they couldn’t be this or that Disney princess during recess because of their skin, and it wasn’t until I was a pre/teenager that I understood how deeply it runs. I would always be confused about it, like we’re just being princesses. We were playing pretend so I didn’t understand, it didn’t matter to me if they looked different but it absolutely meant something to them even that young. Obviously that lack of understanding and unawareness of my privilege came from being a white child. I’m disabled and there’s not a disabled princess but I still saw representation of myself as a white little girl, and I wish my friends could’ve seen themselves too. They shouldn’t have had to pretend to fit a description to be a princess at recess. We were children.
When the new little mermaid came out I was really excited. It threw me back to being a little kid and I thought about how my friends would’ve probably loved seeing a black Ariel. When the cheetah girls came out on Disney my friends were excited to see girls with their skin color or similar, be famous singers.
So excuse my rambling and I certainly don’t mean to sound condescending towards your experiences, but everyone deserves to see themselves in the spotlight, everyone deserves to be a prince/princess/loved character etc. Seeing white as pure is gross. There’s nothing dirty or impure about Black people or BIPOC in general. So screw that other anon.💗
youre so sweet sugar, thank you. 🫶🏾🩶 i dont mind your rambling, i like feedback.
and ill always make representations of us, obviously of course anyone nonblack can read, but i will always have something catered to black people, i can’t represent some things because i know i will lack knowledge, but i continue to educate myself and others.
growing up i could only relate to tiana, because of the fact i was a black little girl. but obviously as i grew up i was able to discover ocs and whatever and make my own princesses or whatever the hell.
so obviously when the little mermaid comes out i was only excited for the younger black little girls, because i know their little hearts would be happy. but when the backlash of her being black came out, my only question was “would you be this enraged if ariel was asian? was egyptian ? or if she was white-latina? “ anything that was clearly not brown, black, dark skinned.
and the term blackwashing had originated from the racist side of genshin impact in 2020, and/or white/black conservatives because they couldnt accept a character being brown skinned or just black.
a hit dog will holler.
also, you dont sound condescending, not like some of my other anons. 🩶
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gamblersdoll · 3 days
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Do u mean ur against blackwashing orrr
no, im saying that if anyone has a problem with blackwashing they are racist.
“but its a problem when a white person makes a black person white?” well yes. because we barely have representation and if we do it’s stereotypes. and the history of whitewashing was because black people were considered “dirty” or “undesirable”, so they would make them brighter in order to make them “pure.”
so how does blackwashing bring representation? well because there is BARELY coverage on blasian people, or biracial people. (black and asian. puerto rican and asian, hispanic asian, or just darker skinned asian heritage.)
so to wrap this up, if anyone is strongly against “blackwashing” then youre a racist.
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gamblersdoll · 3 days
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what is yall nuances… ill go first.
if you have a problem with blackwashing then youre a secret racist.
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gamblersdoll · 3 days
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i have a fic ideaa!
so it’s sundress season and reader is looking cute in her lil dress so she goes out with hakari. hakari keeps getting annoyed with how much people keep staring at reader’s body so he snatches her into the bathroom and lets them know 🤭
cw: 18+, public sex, praise. ive been scrolling in my feed for hours tryna find this when i couldve just gone into my inbox. im a dummy.
“kin?” you ask, holding his hand under the table. both of you were at some lousy burger joint he wanted to go to, since he had a bad craving for meat.
“mm.” he grunted.
“whats wrong witchu’?” you ask, squeezing his hand for a quick second. you leaned into him, rubbing his back. “does your food not taste good? ill call them over–“
“thats not it, babydoll.” he said flatly, bouncing his knee. his eyes darted all over the place, scanning for something.
“then whats up?” you ask, frowning at this point. he stands up and tugs at your hand, signaling you.
“lets go.”
and it was a quick drive off.
you had more errands to run, heading into wallyworld and you briefly got the groceries that you needed for the house.
you felt like you were being watched, like you had millions of eyes on you. was it something in your hair? on your face? you didnt know. hakari hadnt said anything, so it couldnt be that. but he was upset about something.
“leave the buggy there. and follow me.” he said, taking you into the family bathroom swiftly.
“kin–“
“do you want to know why im pissed, and why everyone is staring at you?” he says, trapping you into the bigger stall on the end and sucking on your ear. you moaned out, nodding your head. “it’s your damn sundress. you look too fucken good.” he mumbled, now nibbling at the flesh.
“thats what it was?–“ you ask, before his large hand is on your throat, kissing you deeply until you pulled away for air. your dress was pulled up, and this pissed him off more.
“and no fuckin’ wonder— you had no draws on!” he growled out, shrinking to his knees and licking up at your clit. your hand immediately flew to your mouth, and your hips bucked into his mouth.
“m sorry- i didn’t realize–“ you muffle out, hakari making quick work of his jeans and taking his cock out. you were instantly flipped around, hips pulled to his.
“i bet you didn’t, not your fault though.. just gotta let ‘em know..” he whispered into your ear as he strategically slipped himself inside you, covering your mouth as you moaned from the intrusion.
his hips snapped into you quickly, never faltering. even if someone came in, he didnt slow nor fastened, he just kept going. “you like this, ‘ma?” he asked, close to your ear. you nodded, and him chuckling. “yeah? how much? tell papa how much you like it.” you squeeze around him, and he grips at your hips and thrusts into your cervix vigorously.
“kin baby–“ you softly moan out, hands firmly pressed against the wall and a creamy white ring forms at the base of his cock.
“thats it.. keep creamin’ on this dick.” he says, sucking at your earlobe again. “say my fuckin’ name babydoll.” he groaned.
“kinji— shiit!” you cry out, legs becoming wobbly. he groaned, spilling his load into your pussy, gripping harder at your hips as he shuddered.
“remind me to massage your hips later, i kinda gripped too hard.. sorry mama.” he says apologetically, kissing at your neck the cheek. you nodded.
once you came out the family bathroom after your little clean up, you continued shopping for whatever else you needed.
yet, you were banned from that wallyworld for approximately six months.
oh well, it wasnt the main one you went to, since your main was only ten minutes away, as the one you went to today was forty minutes away.
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gamblersdoll · 4 days
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whoever suggested that i write about sanemi i fuckin love you because now im balls deep in love with him
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gamblersdoll · 4 days
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Guts takes Nerd's virginity at a wild school party while drunk, Their relationship will change after that for better or worse, write what you find most realistic. :D
tw: dubcon, oral (f), p in v, virginity loss, alcohol for those who aren’t into this kind of setting, this is somewhat new to me as well. please DNI if this isnt your cup of tea
you debated on going, you really did.
parties werent your thing, but you felt drawn to it, to the experience. however, you had absolutely no reason to go. you know, no friends, no reputation, (except for being a nerdaholic,) and no interest in alcohol or anything.
but what if.. he were there? that would be the only reason you would or could go.
damned if you do, damned if you don’t.
the music blasted your ears, practically banging into your eardrums. your couldnt hear anything, yet you heard everyones thoughts. their faces said it all. you didn’t have to hear them.
“she actually came?”
“maybe she thought it was some study group.”
“how much you wanna bet that she leaves in five minutes?”
many faces that you saw. confused, pitiful, disgusted, disappointed. but you stayed to yourself, keeping your head low and just trying to enjoy yourself. the smell of alcohol burned your nose, seeing several spiked punch bowls and the obvious hard liqueur. everyone seemed experienced with the alcohol.
you felt someone bump into you, turning your head and looking at the person responsible.
guts.
he didnt look your way, obviously looking for someone else or something else. it didnt bother you, you were just somewhat happy that he was there. you looked to the punch bowl, deciding that you could relax, yet be safe.
you have never tasted something so strong, obviously someone doesnt know how to evenly measure liqueur and juice together. because you tasted more liqueur than fruit punch. like, only a damn hint.
but you felt so warm in your chest, your tummy, your arms. it was like a warm burn, a comfortable one. you were in a room by yourself, at least. just being able to be at a party counts, right? you honestly dont know why you even came, but for guts…
what the hell are you thinking?
you didnt show up for him, that damn brute.
you took another gulp, immediately swallowing the god awful liquid and feeling that same burn again in your chest.
you were fucked, a lightweight at that. what the hell were you thinking? youre not gonna want to wake up early tomorrow. you couldnt even stand, not like this. you go try to take another sip, but someone slams open the door to the secluded room.
guts peaks his head in, making eye contact with you. “so youre still here. why?” he questions, closing the door and closing the distance between you both.
you reeked of the alcohol, he could smell it on you. “holy shit– are you drunk? i didnt know that the nerd could drink!” he laughs, putting a hand on your shoulder. he’s hysterical.
you look up at him, eyes glossy and puffy, your chest feeling like it’s burning, but somehow you were able to reach up and kiss him. he muffles a protest for a moment, yet, he wraps his arms around you. he greedily shoves his tongue into your mouth, fighting yours, which didnt put much of a battle up.
your back reaches the plush mattress of whoever’s bed this was, but your shorts were thrown off. you laid there, allowing him to touch you in the most intimate way and it all felt like a burning touch. to say you were sensitive was an understatement.
“a nerd having a body like this..” he grumbled, ripping your panties off, “wearing red panties..” he groaned out, his mouth satiated with drool and he dove into your cunt, lapping up at the intoxicated slick of your intoxicating pussy. you moaned out, your body being so sensitive, it felt like each blood cell was in your clit.
you felt like you were seeing stars, your eyes screwed shut and him prying your legs open. he noisily slurped up your juices, you trying to close your legs out of embarrassment. he took his tongue and licked up your clit, to your abdomen, to your tummy, to your breasts, to your lips.
he took himself out of his jeans, stroking himself with slow pumps and crawling on top of you. “relax the most you can. you should know how sex works, right nerd?” he asks, looking down at you.
you nod, “yes..” you say, to the best of your abilities.
he drove the tip of his cock up and down your slit, before sliding himself inside. he groaned, eyes rolling back momentarily and you winced from the stretch. but you were able to relax, thanks to the alcohol.
he thrusted into you, slowly. he did feel something somewhat pop, “guess i popped your cherry, huh nerdhead?” he chuckles, thrusting his hips slower until your hips rested some more. “there you go, fuck you feel good.”
you started to moan out, adjusting to his size and length as he gripped the sheets beneath you. “ ‘could a nerd feel this fuckin’ good?” he questioned, his hips starting to pick up a rhythm. he grips at your hips next, putting his weight into his knees as he pulls his hips back. “take me, take all of me.” he says, each word having their own thrust.
what you suspected was your climax, snapped. and you squeezed on him, eyes fully blown out and you moaned, no, screamed from how nerve wracking your orgasm was. he was better than your fingers, better than a wet dream. you looked down to see his entire abdomen soaked, not really sure what happened.
“youre a fuckin squirter? oh, i see. you’re pretending to be a nerd, but youre some kind of sexual deviant arent you?” he questions and pries, thrusting into your cervix again. he gets close to your ear, dangerously close. he’s breathing on you, heavily. and he’s practically humping his cock into you.
his hips grow erratic, his breathing becoming labored. he pulls himself out, quickly stroking himself to come onto your plush stomach.
he pants out, trying to catch his breath. “how did you get here?”
the drive home was quiet, very, quiet. to your surprise, he drove a smaller car, like a miata. he also was a decent driver, and wasnt even intoxicated at all. he pulls up to your residence, and he unlocks the passenger door. “we’re here.”
you open and close the door, walking around to his side and lean down, poorly. “t’ank you, gus..” you say, walking to your door.
luckily, he waited and watched you until you close the door behind you, then drove off.
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gamblersdoll · 4 days
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Guts takes Nerd's virginity while drunk at a school party, this shit is eating my brain.😙
i finally found the OG, but i will say im very much debating this one. im not sure how to label the tags, plus this may be very insensitive to those who don’t like this concept, but if i do decide with this ill use the other ask so that i can tag you! thanks 🩶
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gamblersdoll · 5 days
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WELCOME HOME
18+, mating press, cum eating, spit, oral (f)
“s-sanemi!” you moan out, your thighs burning from the position youre in. your knees were touching your ears, and his large, calloused hands pressed down on them. tears welled in your eyes, he was right there.
“fuck..” he groaned out, licking at your calf. “you are absolutely astonishing.. and noisy.” he groaned again, strategically thrusting into your soppy pussy. “can you fold even more, naughty little girl.” he asked, forcing your face to look at him.
“fuah— no! im not a damn cha–“ you choke out, moaning as you slight gushed around his length. he chuckled down at you, putting his hand on yours.
“doin so fuckin well, sweetheart. d’aww.” he cooed at you, his tongue rolling out and his eyes dilate, drooling on the side of his mouth. “thats my fuckin girl, come on!” he praises, hips stuttering as he reaches his end, and his animalistic desires kick in.
he drools onto your stomach, your labia, and his hips stop, spilling his seed into your walls and panting. he pulled himself away, lips finding a way to your lower ones as he slurped up your juices and his cum mixed. he lets the free fluid rest in his mouth, momentarily, and kisses you, tongues dancing as they share each other’s cum.
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gamblersdoll · 6 days
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yall someone reached out to me about the grown ass woman who came at me like a month ago calling me a thief..
but that grown ass woman has doxxed and harassed people many times before, so luckily im not alone with that.
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