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salaciousdoll · 7 months

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· · Just in: Kento Nanami isn’t tolerating his young hot neighbor party habits, here’s what he has to say · ·

･˳ . ⋆ Reporting Live from Kento Nanami and Next door neighbor!Fem!reader ･˳ . ⋆

୨⍣୧ ⁺⁎˚ ⋆━━ Warnings : smut, Nanami is a hard!dom, hair pulling, creampie, fucked through orgasm, pet names( stupid bunny, slut, etc.), degradation is big time here, bed breaking( not just the head board), breeding kink, Nanami talks about getting you pregnant, hardcore, reader is mind fucked, Nanami is pussy drunk, reader is dick drunk, fluids( cream, squirting, drool), if I’m missing anything let me know WC: 1,081

MDNI, 18+

ෆ ‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿ ෆ ̟ ̇ ┈•ﾟNote from salaciousdoll: Please do note this was just to poke and have fun, it’s not gonna be perfect so don’t expect it. Anyways, hope you all enjoy my 35 min writing and yes I know this troupe and idea been used a thousands times, act like it hasn’t 😭 Nanami ass may be ooc here, idk.

Nanami always kept his eyes out for the new neighbor who threw parties with mountains of people coming in and out. He was pretty tired of the parties you throw even if you never introduced yourself to any one of your neighbors. You were young and everyone in this neighborhood was either stepping into their 30s or older than that. Only reason he knew you were young was because of how often he’ll see you leave and come in with different boys and girls.

The parties you threw were rowdy and full on project x type beat except without trashing your house. Nanami would be sleep and all he would hear is screams, music, and even the sound of fucking near his window. It’s like you didn’t care about anything or anyone, not even the complaints or calls from the police the other neighbors sent.

So Nanami didn’t care about the way you were clawing at his chest with your long, pretty acrylics as he gripped your hair in a tight ponytail— pounding into your pussy from beneath you with no mercy. The squelching sounds weren't enough to make him stop, in fact, that’s the sole reason he kept going. He ignored your cries and scrambling to get away from him because of how good he stretched your little hole out.

“ you’re not lasting like I thought you would… I mean sluts last long, so why aren’t you?”, Nanami grunts into your ear, his hips thrusting up into your weeping pussy, angrily. He didn’t care about the bed hitting the wall as he fucked you like the whore you’re mother wouldn’t be proud of.

You coughed and tried to make eye contact with him, but his grip on your hair was too much for you to see his face under you. So you cried out your frustration through crystallized vision, “ M’not a slut. Please slow down, Mr. Nanami.” Your sweet little moans and whimpers were beautiful.

Nanami let out a loud growl like moan and wrapped one arm around your body while he now had some of your ponytail tangled and wrapped into his hands, he was making your hair messy just like he was making your pussy messy. You partially regretted coming on because of the dare, but in the same breath, you were happy because now you’re living two of your fantasies.

“ You are. You are. Nnnhh, you’re a little slut that’s been disturbing this neighborhood since you stepped foot in here. Shame on you, did your mother and father teach you anything or are you too dumb of a bunny to understand. Fuck!”, Nanami grunts out his words because of how tight your fluttering walls wrapped around his dick.

Nothing but cries and little chokes escaped out of your mouth. You couldn’t form basic words, how dumb can you be? Nanami balls were slapping on your puckered hole from how fast and rough he was going. You gave up on digging your nails into his chest because you were so fucked out and tired from the pounding he’s giving you. So now your bare chest was pressed onto his bare chest, sweat glands producing from both of you.

“ Please! Please! Please! M’gonna m’gonna— uhhnnn.”, your moans were suppressed by his smooth lips. You were screaming into his mouth as you squirted over his pelvis, his balls, and legs. Some of it was getting on his sheets and he didn’t care one bit. He was too angry at you to see how messy you’ve gotten his covers.

You tried to scramble off him because you were squirting too much and the pressure of it all was too much especially for your already beaten up pussy. It’s like Nanami has superhuman speed and stamina. He sped up even more faster as he fucked up into you, you and your pussy screamed and cried.

Nanami grunts were beginning to become broken, “ Sh-ittt, s’good, pussy is so good squirting like that. I guess all those boys coming in and out of your house taught you how to milk cock, perfectly.” Your eyes widened and then they rolled back into your head at the rolling of his hips hitting the inner thighs repeatedly.

As soon as he did one more snap of his hips, the bed frame broke underneath you two causing a loud noise to erupt from how hard it hit the floor. The poles attached to his bed fell in the opposite direction of you two. If someone were to walk in right now, they’ll see that it looks like a tornado hit his room with how broken the bed was. Yet that still didn’t stop him. He now had a great angle as he pounded your tired, wet cunt over and over with one knee propped up, so you were now fucking rapidly and properly. He felt your velvet walls sucking him in with your liquid coming out at the same time. You were perfect for his cock. Nanami’s cock was big, way too big for your pussy. He loved your pussy so much. He was too drunk on your pussy to understand that his bed broke.

“ My fucking slut, such an devilish little temptation you are, gonna breed this tight little pussy. Nghh! Hopefully that’ll get you to stop having these parties and fucking with those boy toys of yours…. Settle down and grow round and big with our child, how does that sound? Hmm.”, Nanami moaned as you were now creaming on his cock from how overstimulated you were.

Your brain was fogged and your words were slurred with drool hangin out your mouth as you answered him, well tried. Luckily he understood every word you said. “ Yesh—yess, I wan’ your babies. Ahnnn. Want to be full and bloated with your children, mmm mr. Nanami”

Nanami smirked in victory because now there were no more parties, boys, or loud music. Gotta love corrupting and breaking his pretty little neighbor.

ෆ ̟ ̇ ┈•ﾟ Tagging: @chosoist @simpingfor-wakasa @honeybleed and anyone else who wants to be tagged

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pandefresas · 22 days

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─ ⋅ ⋅ ⋅ ──── ♡ ─── ⋅ ⋅ ⋅ ──

୨ㅤ࣪ㅤ︶︶︶︶ㅤㅤ꒰୨ ୧꒱ㅤㅤ︶︶︶︶ㅤ࣪ㅤ୧

⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘

︶︶︶ 𔓕 ︶︶ ୨୧ ︶︶ 𔓕 ︶︶︶

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₊˚ ‿︵‿︵‿︵୨୧ · · ♡ · · ୨୧‿︵‿︵‿︵ ˚₊

∘•···············•∘ʚ ♡ ɞ∘•················•∘

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꒰ა ˚₊ ✧・┈・╴﹕꒰ ᐢ｡- ༝ -｡ᐢ ꒱﹕╴・┈・𐑺 ‧₊˚໒꒱

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୨ㅤ࣪ㅤ︶︶︶︶ㅤㅤ꒰୨ ୧꒱ㅤㅤ︶︶︶︶ㅤ࣪ㅤ୧

࿙֒͜࿚࿙֒͜࿚࿙֒͜࿚࿙֒͜࿚࿙֒͜࿚࿙֒͜࿚࿙֒͜࿚࿙ ⪩⪨ ࿚࿙֒͜࿚࿙֒͜࿚࿙֒͜࿚࿙֒͜ ࿚࿙֒͜࿚࿙֒͜࿚࿙֒͜࿚

︶︶ ⊹ ︶︶ ⊹ ︶︶ ୨♡୧ ︶︶︶ ⊹ ︶︶

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꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷

｡ ˚ ︶︶✩︶︶‌ ₊ ˚ ︶︶✩︶︶‌ ｡˚

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꒦﹋ٜ۪ꥇ໋۬ ꒷꒦﹋ٜ۪ꥇ໋۬ ꒷꒦﹋ٜ۪ꥇ໋۬꒷꒦﹋ٜ۪ꥇ໋۬ ꒷꒦﹋ٜ۪ꥇ໋۬ ꒷꒦﹋ٜ۪ꥇ໋۬ ꒷꒦﹋ٜ۪ꥇ໋۬ ꒷

✦ ⎯⎯ㅤִㅤ୭ ୨♡୧ ৎㅤִ ⎯⎯ ✦

⭒˚‧ ︵‿⭒ཐིཋྀ ཐིཋྀ⭒‿︵ ‧˚⭒

⊹ ︶⏝⭒ ⊹ ⭒⏝︶ ⊹

︶꒦︶꒷︶︶꒷꒦︶︶︶꒷꒦‧ ₊˚・

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sugucide · 10 months

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﹆⁺ 𖧧🧇໑ ₊˚𓍼 ⊂╰ ﹒ ᖗ❀🍥˖ ﹕･･₊˚ʚ・⸝⸝ᘏᘏ ✦ ꒷₊˚ ︰꒱꒱﹒𓂅 ₊˚୨୧ ★₊˚୭ ॱ˖ ┊✦．╰╮﹒✎゛𓂅⨯⁺ ︰ 𑁯 𓂅⨯⁺ⵌ・꒱✦．ᨓ❀𓂅˚ ﹒.₊˚Ꮚ✦ ❜₊✧ ୧⌒𓄹 ໒🍷꒱˃ᴗ˂ ഒ˚🍒₊꒷ᘏ 𓂅 ︶꒦꒷₊˖˚₊ ✎‧₊ᓚ୨୧︶₊˚꒷ꮺ︶꒷꒦𓌹-𓌺˳˚✦ˎˊ-🍥 ⸝⸝・꒰꒰❏₊˚・₊˚ฅˎˊ꒱꒱♡꒷˚₊੭꒰꒰✦﹝🍥﹞꒱꒱ˎˊ-꒷‧₊˚﹆✿੭︰☆꒰꒰✦・┊🍄꒱🦢๑‧˚₊꒷୭୧₊˚⊹︰₊˚Ꮚ𓂅୨⊹╰・𓂃 ꒷꒦︶₍⑅ᐢ..ᐢ₎꒱₊˚ ↷₊˚⑅𖦆₊˚໒`୨꒷Ꮼ ᗢ𓄹 ׅ ࣪ ˖︶꒷꒦⊹˚Ꮚ₊꒷︶꒷⊹˚Ꮺ ᕱ⑅ᕱ ꒰ ᐡ ´͈ ᐜ `͈ ᐡ ꒱ ˃ᴗ˂ (ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈) (ᐢ • ˕ • ᐢ) ૮(ˊ ᵔ ˋ)ა ₍ᐢ..ᐢ₎ ᘏ⑅ᘏ ଘ(੭ˊᵕˋ)੭ . ୨ ࣪ ⊹𖥔˖࣪ ¡! 𖤐 ˓ ⊹ ˚. ‹ 𓂃◖ ˖ ݁ ˓ ╱ ᵎᵎ ꒦꒷𓄰⊹ ꉂ ˖ ݁ ˓ 𒀭 ˖ ࣪ 𓂃 ꉂ𓄰 ִֶָ ˓ 𖣠 ݁ ✦ ִֶָ ࣪ ،ヤ ! ◟⊹ ˚˖ ▹ ℜ 𖥸 ࣪ ، ̧¡ ﹫｡ ! ≛ ، . ‹ℜ ࣪𝅄 ャﾞ𒀭𖤩 ˖˚ 𖠿 ‣ ִֶָ ، ♥︎.⭒ ۫ ׅ 🌸 𝅄 𓈈 𐑺ִ ꒰ఎ ♡ ໒꒱ ⊹ ⋆ﾟ꒰ఎ ♡ ໒꒱ ⋆ﾟ⊹ ꙳⸌♡⸍꙳ 𓆩 ♡ 𓆪 ʚ♡ɞ (:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅[̲̅:♡:]̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅) १ (꒪˙꒳˙꒪ ) 𓍢ִ໋��͙֒ ໒ ﹢ 𖧧 ৶ ⭒ ତ ♡ ৎ୭ ଘ ɞ ✦ 𖤐 ★ ✧ ♥︎ ତ っ˒ ₍ᐢ..ᐢ₎ ૮₍ ˃̵͈᷄ . ˂̵͈᷅ ₎ა 𓂃𑁍 ࣪˖ 🐇🩰 Ꮺ ָ࣪ ۰› ᐢ • ˕ • ᐢ ˖ ݁ ˓ 𖣠 𓏲·˚ ͙ ₍⑅ᐢ..ᐢ⑅₎ ⊹ 𖡼 ָ࣪ ˖ 𓏲࣪ 𓄹𓈒 ˖ ࣪ ꒷ ꐑꐑ𔘓 𖦹 𓍢 ›𓂃 ִֶָ ࣪ 𓂅 ᕱ ᕱ ¸𓏲࣪ ˚꒷ キ ˖𓂃 ִֶָ ๋ ꒰ ୨୧ ─ ・┈ ・ ─ ・┈ ─ ・┈ ─ ・┈ ꒱꒱ ꗃ 𓂃 ⌕ ૮₍ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ₎ა. ๑ 𓂅 ୨ ꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦ ๑ ♡ ﹕₊˚ ✦・୨୧・ ˎˊ- 〜 ꒷꒦ ╭・꒷꒦꒰ ︵︵﹆ . ⁺ . ✦ ﹒₊˚𓂃 ★﹒₊‧ ★・⸝⸝﹒₊˚﹕﹒₊‧ ﹒₊˚𓂃・・・🌸 ———————・✦・﹕★﹒₊‧ ╰╮﹔﹒⧣₊˚ ˚₊﹒﹒╭╯ ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ╭╯ ╰╮l﹒⧣ 𓆩 𓆪 𓄴 𓄵 𓄶 𓄷 ❀ ꈍᴗꈍ ꃋᴖꃋ 🌷ɞ ꒦₊˚

╴╴╴╴╴⊹ꮺ˚ ╴╴╴╴╴⊹˚ ╴╴╴╴˚ೃ ╴╴

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

・・・・☆・・・・☆ ・・・・

‿︵‿︵‿୨ ୧‿︵‿︵‿

✿﹕ ︵︵✧₊︵︵ꕤ₊˚︵ ૮꒰˵• ᵜ •˵꒱ა ﹕ɞ

. ◠ . ◠ . ◠ . ◠. ◠ . ◠ . ◠ . ◠. ◠ . ◠ . ◠ . ◠

˚₊ ˚ ‧₊ .:･˚₊ ˚ ‧₊ .:･˚₊ *˚

⠂⠄⠄⠂⠁⠁⠂⠄⠄⠂⠁⠁⠂⠄⠄⠂ ⠂⠄⠄⠂☆

─ · ─ · ─ · ─ · ─ ◠ . ◠ . ◠ . ◠

☆゜・。。・゜゜・。。・゜★

๑‧˚₊꒷︶ଓ︶꒷꒦⊹๑‧˚₊꒷︶ଓ︶꒷꒦⊹๑

°:. *₊ ° . ☆ °:. *₊ ° . ° .•

₊✧˚﹕︶︶︶﹕૮₍ ⸝⸝´ ꒳ `⸝⸝ ₎ა﹕︶︶︶﹕ ˚✧₊

━━━━━━ʕ•㉨•ʔ━━━━━━━

꙳ ੭ * ‧ ⨯ . ⁺ ✦ ‧ ⨯ (๑>ᴗ<๑) . ⁺ ✦ * . ˚ ⨯ ੭ * ‧

(･ω･)つ ──────────── ⊂(･ω･)

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⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘

︻デ═一・・・・・・・・・・・・・・

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＼／＼／＼／＼／＼／＼／＼／＼／＼／＼／

︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶

꒦ˎˊ˗ ︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶ ꒦꒷꒦₊˚

【☆】★【☆】★【☆】★【☆】★【☆】

✠ ——— ✠ ——— ✠ ——— ✠

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。✯ ＼｜／。✯ ＼｜／✯ 。✯ ＼｜／✯ 。

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︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵

✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦

• ──────── ⌒⌒⌒ ︶︶︶

︶꒦︶꒷︶︶꒷꒦︶︶︶꒷꒦‧ ₊˚・

꒷︶꒥꒷‧₊ ໒( ” •̀ ᗜ •́ ” )७ ₊˚꒷︶꒷꒥꒷

: ・ෆ・┈・┈・ᕱ⑅ᕱ・┈・┈・ෆ・ :

₊‧ʚ・︵︵ ₊˚๑ ᕱᕱ ꒱✦ ₊ ︵︵・₊﹆ɞ‧₊

﹒˚ ₊ ︵﹒⊹ ๑ ︵︵ ๑ ⊹﹒︵

๑‧˚₊꒷︶ଓ︶꒷꒦⊹๑‧˚₊꒷︶ଓ︶꒷꒦⊹๑

꒰ა ˚₊ ✧・┈・╴﹕꒰ ᐢ｡- ༝ -｡ᐢ ꒱﹕╴・┈・𐑺 ‧₊˚໒꒱

╭────── · · ୨୧ · · ──────╮

╰────── · · ୨୧ · · ──────╯

ᗢ𓄹 ׅ ࣪ ˖︶꒷꒦⊹˚Ꮚ₊꒷︶꒷⊹˚Ꮺ

✧:･ﾟ( ̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅[̲̅:♡:̲̅]̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅ ) ･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ( ̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅[̲̅:♡:̲̅]̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅ ) ･ﾟ✧

₊˚ ‿︵‿︵‿︵୨୧ · · ♡ · · ୨୧‿︵‿︵‿︵ ˚₊

꒰ ୨୧ ─ ・┈ ・ ─ ・┈ ─ ・┈ ─ ・┈ ꒱꒱

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yvbiko · 1 year

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Kaomoji pack #1

Symbols :

༘⋆♡⸝⸝💌⊹。°˖➴

𖡼𖤣𖥧𖡼𓋼𖤣𖥧𓋼𓍊

❀*ੈ✩‧₊˚

˖⁺‧₊˚ ♡ ˚₊‧⁺˖

⋆⑅˚₊

╰┈➤

🕊 ˚✧ ₊˚ʚ

¸♫·¯·♪¸¸♩·¯·♬

༉‧₊˚🕯️🖤❀༉‧₊˚.

꒦꒷🦋꒷꒦

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗

⋆ ⚘

☾𓂃❛🍰❜┊<Name>

୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅* ‧₊

˳✧༚/✿

꒰ა ♡ ໒꒱

˗ˏˋ༻ʚ♡︎ɞ༺ˎˊ˗

｡･:*:･ﾟ★

ᰔ

♡‧₊˚✧˖°

(:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅[̲̅:♡:]̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅)

♫₊˚.🎧

ᶠYͧoͨᵏu

˖⁺｡˚⋆˙✧⋆｡°⋆࿓

꒰⸝⸝₊ʚ🍄ɞ┊name ꒱

⋆꒷꒦‧₊˚𓆩♡𓆪˚₊‧꒦꒷⋆

✿ ⋆｡ﾟ ☁︎｡⋆｡ﾟ ☾ ﾟ｡⋆

୧ ‧₊˚ 🩸⋅♡

Kaomojis :

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coquette symbols and dividers!

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rc-writer · 21 days

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Dress

୨♡୧ mom reader, dad rafe, swearing, alcohol, mentions of sex, kind of smut but not really 😭

part 2 here!

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You shut the front door as quietly as you can, hoping the slight creak doesn’t wake your sleeping baby upstairs. You twist the lock and release a shaky sigh.

“That you?” You hear your child’s father call from the kitchen as the sound of dishes clattering together makes you huff out a breath, composing yourself once more.

“Yeah.” You whisper as you make your way into your kitchen, the sound of your heels clicking against the wooden floor makes you wince as you walk down the steps to your kitchen.

Rafe is standing there in front of the sink. His hands are deep in the soapy water as he washes your son’s beakers and pacifiers. The white sleeves of his expensive shirt are rolled up and for a moment you feel guilty that he didn’t get to go home to get changed before coming over to watch your son so you could go on your fifth date with the guy you’re seeing.

“How was it?” Rafe asks you as you drop your black purse onto the wooden table in the kitchen.

You raise your eyebrows at him and nod slowly, “Yeah, great.” You lie.

Rafe grabs the towel from his shoulder and pulls his hands out of the water. He dries his hands before throwing the towel onto the counter. His baby-blue eyes meet yours as he rests his hands on the table in front of you, “You need a drink?” he offers.

You can’t stop your eyes from wandering down to his red hands, the veins on his big hands bulging from the hot water. You slowly nod your head in response and he nods.

He grabs two glasses from the cabinet nearest the fridge before snatching a bottle of red from your wine rack. He slides the glass over to you and wastes no time opening the screw top, pouring you a rather large glass.

You thank him with a gentle smile and take a lengthy sip. You exhale a frustrated sigh and drop down into your seat.

Rafe laughs and pulls out the seat opposite yours, “That bad, huh?” he asks as he sits down.

You nod, “He’s just- God, I don’t even know… he’s-”

Rafe cuts you off, “Boring?”

“Rafe!” You exclaim making him laugh and take a sip from his glass.

He shrugs and places his glass back down, “It’s true, no?”

You want to nod along, you want to agree with him, but, you know it’s wrong.

Steve is a good guy. He came in shortly after Theo was born. He’s patient with you and your…delicate, situation with Rafe.

As soon as you found out you were pregnant from your one-night stand with the Rafe Cameron, you were scared.

Terrified, even.

That one night almost a year and a half ago completely changed both of your lives, forcing you to be close.

Forever.

You daydreamed of what your life could have been as soon as you saw those two lines on the plastic stick.

Rafe would work, and you’d stay home and be his perfect little housewife. You’d be his everything and give him everything.

Those daydreams were shot down when you found out he had a long-term girlfriend at home.

She broke up with him soon after you told him about the baby.

Rafe wanted to move you into Tannyhill. He wanted you to be with him. Be his.

But, the nagging feeling inside of you telling you he could never be the things he was promising stopped you.

As soon as Theo was born, Rafe stayed true to his word.

He was at your place for weeks after he was born, not once letting you or Theo out of his sight.

He’d help with laundry, take Theo for walks, take him to the park, book spa days for you… he was everything you wanted. Everything you needed.

Sometimes you can’t help but wonder why he hasn’t made a move on you.

Even now, when you’re dressed in the tiniest, most revealing black dress, he doesn’t give in.

Rafe on the other hand, he’s had to force himself to keep his eyes on your face. On your big, beautiful eyes. Forcing himself to look anywhere but your tits that are practically spilling out of your tiny dress.

He shifts in his seat and slyly adjusts his suit pants, hoping you can’t notice his cock straining against the polyester.

Sometimes he can’t help but wonder why he hasn’t made a move.

He wants to respect you. The mother of his child.

It almost scares him to think about how easily he would tear your dress off of your body if given the chance.

It almost pisses him off how often you occupy his mind. Everything about you makes his heart race and his cock turn stiff.

When he’s about to sleep, all he can think about is you.

When he’s at work, all he can think about is you.

Shit, even when he’s balls deep in the girl he’s currently seeing, all he can think about is you.

You, you, you.

He clings to the memory of your one night together. The way you screamed his name as you scratched your long pink acrylic nails down his back. The way you took him so well. So easily.

Even this morning, as he was in the shower getting ready for his long day at work, he couldn’t stop himself from thinking about you.

The warm water ran down his body, coating his abs and his cock as he fucked himself into his fist. Chewing on his lip to stay quiet he muttered your name over and over again until he was coating his hand and the wall tiles, imagining it was your face instead.

You take a slow sip of your drink again before releasing a breath, “I just feel bad…” you explain.

Rafe cocks his eyebrow and leans forward, “Why?”

You raise your shoulders into a shrug, “Because he’s nice…”Rafe can’t stop himself from scoffing as he leans back in his seat, his wine glass now tight in his grip as he down the rest of the liquid in one go. He slams the glass back down and looks off to the side, his jaw ticking, “You always do that.”

You furrow your brows, “Do what?”

He motions to you, “Be a pushover. You don’t even like the guy, yet you still see him? It’s sad.”

You sit forward, shocked that Rafe would say any of this to you. Not once in the nine months your son has been on this earth has he spoken to you like this.

Of course, Rafe knew exactly why he was acting like this, but he couldn’t tell you.

He was seething with jealousy.

It took everything in him to be nice before you went out and to not convince you to stay.

Especially when you walked down the stairs in that dress. He thought he’d died and gone to heaven as soon as he laid his eyes on you.

He abruptly stands up and reaches out for his suit jacket hanging on the back of his seat, “I’m gonna go,” he drags his hand across his freshly shaved head before pulling on his jacket quickly.

You stand up and reach out for his arm, “Wait-”

He snaps, “What?”

You shake your head in disappointment, “You’re being mean.” You state.

He rolls his eyes again but doesn’t reply. Instead, he grabs his car keys and phone from the kitchen counter.

You scoff, “Fine. Go.”

“Fine.” he snaps back.

Not once have you guys bickered like this.

He heads for the kitchen door, his head hung low.

You don’t even turn to watch him, instead, you pour yourself more wine. Wanting to forget about your night with Steve and to forget about whatever just happened with Rafe.

Before you can even sip your wine, Rafe turns back around, “You’re not gonna stop me?”

You raise your eyebrows and laugh, “Why would I? You’re being a dick.”

He rubs his ringed hand across his head and glances off to the side.

Of course, he expected you to run after him. He always does, but, you never do. You never give in.

You look up at him through your lashes and nod down to his glass, “Are you gonna sit down and help me finish the bottle or are you going to carry on being a baby? I’ve already got one, I don’t need another.”

You watch him and half expect him to throw one of his usual tantrums and storm out, but he doesn’t. He stands there doing his absolute hardest to fight back his smirk.

You pour some wine into his glass and nod to it, “Sit.”He listens and sits back down.

He nods to your glass, “Are you sure you need to drink anymore? You’re never usually this… bitchy.”

You cock your eyebrow and swipe your tongue across your teeth before replying, “Why? Can’t you handle it, Rafe?”

He leans back in his seat and takes a long sip. His eyes meet yours in a longing, lustful gaze and you can’t deny the feeling it gives you in your lower stomach. “You know I can, Sweetheart.” He replies.

You keep your eyes on him as you gulp down your wine, hoping to get drunk quickly to stop your mind from wandering to a filthier place.

You and Rafe continue drinking for what feels like a few minutes but in actuality is an hour. The time you spend together always seems to go by fast. The old bottle is gone and you’ve moved onto another, both of you feeling the effects of the drink.

The laughter from your previous conversation dies down and Rafe clears his throat to speak, “So, Theo kept pointing to the photo of you guys in his room. He wanted to know where you went tonight.”

You pout, the mom guilt hitting you hard, “What did you tell him?”

Rafe clicks his tongue, “Well, I told him you were out with Steve.”

You sigh just from the mention of his name and Rafe notices. He picks up on it way too quickly. “What?” he asks.

You shrug again, “He’s just so fucking boring.” You laugh out making Rafe laugh too as he nods along, completely agreeing with your statement.

He leans across the table and grabs the bottle of wine from the middle of the table just as you reach out too.

Your hands meet and neither of you moves. His strong hand wraps around yours, his grip tightening for a moment. You feel your heart flutter and your legs involuntarily tighten together. You feel the cool metal from his singlet ring press into your skin and you listen as a quiet gasp escapes your lips.

His eyes meet yours again and you watch as he pulls his hand away. You watch him as he stands up from his seat, his empty glass in his hand, “I should probably go. It’s late,” he says.

You stand up and follow him over to the sink, placing your empty glass in the sink too.

Just as Rafe turns around, your hand lands on his bicep. You fix your eyes to his black suit jacket as you gently scratch your nails across the material.

You look up at him through your lashes, being sure to bat them just enough to make him fall weak. Knowing exactly how to get to him. He leans back against the sink and watches you through hooded eyes, “What are you doin’, huh?” he mutters.

You chew on your bottom lip and give him a teasing grin, “Nothing,” you hum. “Have you been working out?” You ask him, being sure to squeeze at his now tensed muscle.

He nods, “Yeah, couldn’t you tell?” he teases.

The corner of your mouth lifts into a smirk, “I did think you were bigger…”

He steps closer to you, his breathing growing heavy, “Yeah?” he asks quietly.

You keep your eyes on him and nod slowly as you move your hand further up his bicep. You reach his shoulder and begin to tug at the collar of his white shirt, showing you his thin gold chain.

You let out a breathy sound, feeling the anticipation build. The heat of his body is radiating from him as he towers above you, so tall and broad.

You flutter your lashes once more and he releases a breath that he’s been holding in since you got so close to him, “Don’t look at me like that.” He says this more as a warning.

You hold your stare, keeping that doe look in your eyes as your hand reaches his neck, your fingers gently wrap around the nape of his neck as you lean in closer. His breath hitches and you know you’re affecting him.

“Why?” You finally ask him.

His eyes stay on yours before they drift down to your plumped lips, the red lipstick distracting him as his mind runs wild. His eyes eventually meet yours again, “Because that look got you pregnant last time.”

There’s a silence between the both of you.

You finally speak, keeping your eyes soft and large, “Really? That’s so long ago… I can barely remember it. I’m finding it hard to recall,” you tease him with a gentle smile as you bring your other hand to his neck, pulling him in closer to you.

Your faces are mere inches apart, his eyes dart between your eyes and your lips when he says, “Do you want me to remind you, baby?”

You give in to him instantly and nod your head.

His lips crash into yours and you both release moans of relief. He backs you both up until the back of your legs hits the side of the wooden table. You gasp and pull away from his kiss for a second, “Rafe-”

He drops his hands to your hips and lifts you onto the table. You immediately wrap your legs around his waist and pull him towards you again.

He looks down at you, his strong hands kneading at your hips, “If you don’t want this, tell me now because once I’m inside you again, I’m never going to stop.” His voice is rough and his breathing is heavy.

All you can do is nod as the ache between your legs grows.

He nods, “Yeah?”

“Yes, Rafe.”

That’s all he needs.

He pushes you back onto the table making you knock your black bag and empty wine bottle off of the table.

He leans down and presses his lips back against yours, tasting the sweet wine you’d both shared and the taste of your lipgloss.

The kiss is hungry. So fucking hungry you worry you might be kissing him too hard, but, when he grunts into your mouth and ruts his hips into the side of the table, searching for anything to ease the pain of his throbbing cock, you know you’re doing something right.

You slide your hand down his torso, feeling his broad chest and flexed abs through his white shirt as you reach for the buckle on his belt. He quickly pulls away from your kiss and throws his jacket off to the side before leaning back down and attaching his lips to your neck. He breathes you in and sighs in relief when the familiarity of your perfume washes over him.

He leaves open-mouthed kisses along your neck as quiet moans escape your mouth. He groans in response and grips your hips hard, pulling you further down the table so you are closer to him, his clothed, aching cock now pressed against your inner thigh.

He pulls away for a moment and leans back. His eyes trail down your body that’s still covered in your black dress. He shakes his head in disbelief, “Prettiest girl ever, huh?”

You don’t even get a chance to reply because he leans back down and tugs down the top of your dress, causing your tits to fall out of the flimsy material far too easily.

He tsks, “Gonna have to buy you a new one,” he tugs at the strap of the dress as your brows furrow, not understanding why he would need-

He cuts you off by practically ripping the dress down your body, tearing the straps with ease.

You gasp, “Rafe!”

He’s too infatuated by your tits to even take notice of what you’re saying. His eyes drop down to your black panties and his teeth sink into his bottom lip as he watches you. His fingers drum on your hips as he stands up straight again.

He keeps his eyes on yours as he slowly kneels between your parted legs. You use your forearms to push yourself up, watching the boy you were obsessed with as a teenager pull your panties to the side.

You feel your clit ache as your head drops back. He eyes your soaked cunt, watching the way your clit pulsates without him needing to touch you yet. He drags his hand down your thighs, the metal of his ring making your body shiver as he brings that same finger down to your entrance.

You chew on your lip and lift your head to watch him. His soft blue eyes are gone and they’re filled with darkness.

The same darkness he had the night he got you pregnant.

“Rafe, please…” you plead and lift your hips towards him.

“Yeah? Need to feel me, right? Never got to take my time with you last time, you got too fucking desperate. Gonna take as much time as I want now…”

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part 2

#rafe obx #outerbanks rafe #rafe outer banks #rafe cameron #rafe fanfiction #rafe cameron prompt #rafe imagine #rafe smut #rafe x reader #rafe fic #fanfic #smut #rafe #cameron #semstyles0 #writer #writing

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gumycandyyy · 7 months

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୨♡ ＷｉｎｔｅｒＫｉｎｇｘＨｅｒｏｒｅａｄｅｒ ♡୧

Some more headcanons for your soul! Trying to fill up this tag with quality writing <3

Request: Nah fam, nobody's submitted one yet.

GN reader

Romantic

Please I need more content of this zest fest. Headcanons under the cut!

︵‿︵‿୨♡ ＷｉｎｔｅｒＫｉｎｇ ♡୧‿︵‿︵

-So, going under the assumption that since you're a hero (kinda like Fionna or Finn)

-you're buff.

-He fanboys about it.

-He LOVES doing the 'damsel in distress' bit.

-He's the damsel.

-He's in distress.

-I'm serious, he was just kidnapped.

-Go help him now.

-Candy Queen sees your existence like a challenge.

-Putting the stakes higher,

-actually trying to kill the Winter King, (or do the cake batter thing, idk.)

-and waiting to see if you do anything about it.

-You do.

-You kick Candy's butt.

-Always.

-You sometimes team up with the ice scouts on rescue missions, or just for training in general.

-Winter is just...

-Fawning over you constantly.

-If you'll allow it, he'll follow you like a lost puppy, or ask you to carry him around.

-PRINCESS CARRY HIM RIGHT NOW.

-RIGHT NOW

-He loves feeling small and dainty in your arms.

-Even if he's taller than you.

-Let him have this.

-He loves how caring you are.

-He just wants to crumple you up and stick you in his pocket (affectionate)

-He's a silly little guy that thinks you're strong and cool.

-Every once in a while, after rescuing him from the obnoxious clutches of the Candy Queen, he wants you to do the dip-kiss thing.

-you know the one

-He's so in love with you it's unreal.

-While he's perfectly capable of defending himself, he's a king! He has a certain image he needs to uphold!

-So he just likes it when you get to show off how strong you are, while also protecting him.

︵‿︵‿୨♡ ＷＡＨＨ ♡୧‿︵‿︵

thank you for reading! Here's another complimentary piece of artwork!

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Requests are open! Send them to my ask box! Be shameless!

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elryisia · 4 months

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Cute dividers + Borders ! ! (Text)

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⋅•⋅⊰∙∘˗ˏˋ ˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ ˎˊ˗∘∙⊱⋅•⋅

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────── ∘◦ ⛤☽⛤ ◦∘ ──────

꒰ ⋆ .⺌ ⟡ ⊂⊃ ⟡ ⺌. ⋆ ꒱

♡✩°｡⋆🕷- - - - -☽───⛧ ༺♰༻ ⛧───☾ - - - -🕷⋆｡°✩♡

═════════════════

₊‧ʚ・︵︵ ₊˚๑ ᕱᕱ ꒱✦ ₊ ︵︵・₊﹆ɞ‧₊

𓇼˚₊‧꒰ა 🫧 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚𓇼

⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⊰⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⋅•⋅∙∘☽༓☾∘∙•⋅⋅⋅•⋅⋅⊰⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⋅•⋅

⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⊱⊰⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯

·͙⁺˚•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙˚⁺‧͙⁺˚•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙˚⁺‧͙⁺˚•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙˚⁺‧͙

⠀ㅤ ୧‿̩͙ ˖︵ꕀ ⠀𓏶 ̣̣̥⠀ ꕀ︵˖ ̩͙‿୨

───⋆｡°✩☼✩°｡⋆───

: ・ෆ・┈・┈・ᕱ⑅ᕱ・┈・┈・ෆ・ :

‧₊˚✩彡𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟‧₊˚✩彡๋ ࣭ ⭑๋ ࣭ ⭑

๑‧˚₊꒷︶ଓ︶꒷꒦⊹๑‧˚₊꒷︶ଓ︶꒷꒦⊹๑

𓎟𓎟𓎟𝝑 𝝔𓎟𓎟𓎟

°⁺⁎⋅❤︎⋅⁎⁺°⁺⁎⋅❤︎⋅⁎⁺°⁺⁎⋅❤︎⋅⁎⁺°

࿇ ══━━━━✥◈✥━━━━══ ࿇

•─────────★•♛•★────────•

ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ

˗ˏˋ ꒰ ┆┆ ₊˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ ﾟ.┆┆꒱ ˎˊ˗

⎯⎯✧ザムザ✧⎯⎯

︻デ═一・・・・・・・・・・・・・・

━━━━⊹🤍⊹━━━━

『 ✿ ◦• ♡ ◦• 𓆩❀𓆪 ◦• ♡ ◦• ✿ 』

══✿══╡°˖✧✿✧˖°╞══✿══

【☆】★【☆】★【☆】★【☆】★【☆】

꙳ ੭ * ‧ ⨯ . ⁺ ✦ ‧ ⨯ (๑>ᴗ<๑) . ⁺ ✦ * . ˚ ⨯ ੭ * ‧

︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵

‿︵‿︵୨˚̣̣̣͙୧ - - ୨˚̣̣̣͙୧‿︵‿︵

•,¸,.·' '·.,¸,••,¸,.·' '·.,¸,••,¸,.·' '·.,¸,•

‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊ ♡ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ·͙*̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙·̩̩̥͙*̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩͙‧͙ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ♡ ‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊

✯¸.•´*¨`*•✿ ✿•*`¨*`•.¸✯

❁ ≖≖✿❁ ≖≖ ❁

•┈••✦ ❤ ✦••┈•

════ ⋆★⋆ ════

≪ °❈° ≫≪ °❈° ≫

══✿══╡°˖✧✿✧˖°╞══✿══

─── ･｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

-ˏ͛⑅　‧̥̥͙‧̥̥ ̥ ̮ ̥ ⊹ ‧̫‧ ⊹ ̥ ̮ ̥ ‧̥̥‧̥̥͙　⑅ˏ͛-

✼　 ҉ 　✼　 ҉ 　✼

Borders ! !

╔══ஓ๑♡๑ஓ══╗

╚══ஓ๑♡๑ஓ══╝

╔══ ≪ °❈° ≫ ══╗

╚══ ≪ °❈° ≫ ══╝

┌─── ∘°❉°∘ ───┐

└─── °∘❉∘° ───┘

╔═*.·:·.✧ ✦ ✧.·:·.*═╗

╚═*.·:·.✧ ✦ ✧.·:·.*═╝

┏ •◦இ•◦ ┓

┗ •◦இ•◦ ┛

┏━✦❘༻༺❘✦━━┓

┗━✦❘༻༺❘✦━━┛

┏━•❃°•°❀°•°❃•━┓

┗━•❃°•°❀°•°❃•━┛

┌──❀*̥˚───❀*̥˚─┐

└───❀*̥˚───❀*̥˚┘

╭── ⋅ ⋅ ── ✩ ── ⋅ ⋅ ──╮

╰── ⋅ ⋅ ── ✩ ── ⋅ ⋅ ──╯

◤──•~❉᯽❉~•──◥

◣──•~❉᯽❉~•──◢

┍━━━━━»•» 🌺 «•«━┑

┕━»•» 🌺 «•«━━━━━┙

┏━━━━━━༻❁༺━━━━━━┓

┗━━━━━━༻❁༺━━━━━━┛

#elryisia #text symbols #symbols #symbol #text dividers #dividers #aesthetic #cute #borders

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cinnamonxiomy · 11 months

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︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵

• 🕯️୨♡୧ ִ° ⋆ 𝒫𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝒮𝑢𝑖𝑡𝑒 ˳ ׄ 🩰 ᰍ ◌

• ⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅*̩̩͙‧͙ ⛄ Wιᥒtᥱr 𑁍 ᥕoᥒdᥱrᥣᥲᥒd ⛸️ ‧͙*̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆

• ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ 🎀 dִׂׂ݂݂࣪ᦒ᩠ׂׅᥣᥣׂᨮׂׅ݂ ƒִִׂ֗αׂׅׅɕִׄ˖ᧉ᩠֗ ˖ ་ ꕤ. ๑ﾟ៸ ა.

@cinnamonxiomy // made by me <3

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salaciousdoll · 8 months

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· · Just in: Gojo Satoru just found out he’s a chubby chaser like the rest · ·

･˳ . ⋆ Reporting From Gojo Satoru x Chubby!Fem!reader ･˳ . ⋆

୨⍣୧ ⁺⁎˚ ⋆━━ Warnings : Smut, Dirty talking, pwp, fluids( squirting, cum on body and inside), creampie, heavy body worship, Gojo calling you a cry baby and chubby bunny, words of affirmation, pet names ( such as doll, Angel, etc.), missionary position, stretch marks mentioned, reader is shoko’s nurse assistant( guess you could say it’s the original verse/ au in a way idk), please enjoy yourself. Wc: 800

ෆ ‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿ ෆ ̟ ̇ ┈•ﾟNote from Maydayaisha: This is for my chubby girls who doesn’t feel like their fave or anyone would love them. I wrote this with myself and other chubby/plus size babes. Love you all so much and just know I’m here for you all. Anyways, love you and enjoy my first time Drabble I decided to do! Also please note I did this in 45 minutes so it’s not gonna be perfect at all. <33

“ Give it to me, baby doll.”, Satoru moans into your ear as he presses your body underneath his. The cushion of your body was something he needed to drown in. He couldn’t get you off his mind the moment he saw you working alongside Shoko as her nurse assistant.

Your eyes were shut tightly as your dried-up glitter lip gloss lips opened in a big O. You couldn’t take him and he knew you couldn’t because of the whispery moans falling from your pretty lips. “ Cat got your tongue, Angel. Too much f’ya.” Gojo rose up off your body— watching you shake from how deep he was inside of you. He chuckled whilst rubbing your clit— your legs were about to close but his hand stopped it, “ Ah ah Ah, no, keep them just like they are, pretty. Shit! You’re fucking squeezing me.”

“ Sato-Ahh~ I can’t— I can’t please pull out for a minute. Lemme - ugh! Mmm.”, Your moans were a ballad to him, a beautiful ballad. Gojo leaned down to kiss your bruised, puffy lips as he slowed down his strokes. Only then long stroking inside of your sloppy cunt. His cum was already painted over your pussy and he still had the energy to keep going. It was so painfully good because you two have been at this for about— shit who are you kidding you lost track.

Gojo knew he was digging inside of your stomach because of your juices traveling down his big cock, “ fucking pussy is eating on my dick. You’re that eager to take me in your stomach, Yeah? Don’t leave me hanging here love, Answer me.” You were speechless and couldn’t even talk— especially when he rolled his hips in a perfect circle, pausing to fuck his dick inside of you with the speed you never knew he had.

Tears danced in your pretty eyes, eventually dancing down your big apple cheeks causing Gojo to lick them off as he snapped his hips into yours. Your body vibrations were the topping to his cake. “ Got your breath took away, huh? Didn’t answer me-mmm- but you’re still so pretty for me, perfect pussy taking me deep.” Gojo slapped your pussy with his clean, pretty hands. “ You’re crying too? Such a big baby while taking my cock. Come on, just a little more for me, cherry pie.”

Gojo rose up again, smiling at you, “ No matter what anyone says, you’re beautiful, fucking gorgeous to me, especially when you’re taking my cock inside of that warm pussy of yours. Gotta say, Angel, you’re holding on so well.” His words of affirmation did nothing but make you squirt on his dick like a fire hydrant on a hot sunny day. “Perfect. Perfect. Perfect. Gojo was chanting the words like the crowd chanting for their teams on a game night, only whispering it against your face when he bent down again. His moans were getting louder as he braced himself to cum anywhere in or on your body.

Soon Gojo’s long, slender fingers intertwined with your chubby fingers as his white hair clouded his vision from seeing you squirm and come undone underneath him. He stopped fucking you with a loud and long groan, pulling out of you when some of his cum got inside of you. He wanted some of his fluid inside of you and on top of your chubby body. Your pretty tummy with stretch marks was now being drowned with his white , thick cum. Gojo’s body was shaking drastically as he stroked his cock above you, “ Fuck, Shit! So so good. My chubby bunny. Such a good- mmmgh!- little slut. My good little slut.”

He stopped stroking his thick, pretty cock once all of his cum came out of his body and onto yours. Yours and his chest was rising and falling harshly. His red flushed face was an art you admired even through diamond like a vision from your pretty teary eyes. Gojo chuckled— watching you try to get your vision back by whipping your eyes. His big, rough hands grabbed your wrist, you should’ve known from his little smirk on his face, he’ll say the one thing you hated being called during sex, "My little crybaby as well.”

Gojo was now just staring at your body with his blue Crystal like eyes. He studied the different areas your stretch marks appeared at. He licked his lips at your body rising and falling slowly now. Your cute double chin was so admirable to him. He was in love with you. Maybe even obsessed. He fucking adored your chubby body. If this is what it means to be a chubby chaser then he’s at the top of the list. Maybe even in the VIP section with Geto, Toji, and Nanami.

Tagging: @shunsuist @happygoluckyalexis @honeybleed ( my baby I am so sorry for not tagging you when I put this out, forgive me) @mastermindenoshimaalicia @cybercandy1 @simpingfor-wakasa @angelshub and anyone else who wants to be tagged in drabbles

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pandefresas · 6 days

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— Dividers !!

╴╴╴╴╴⊹ꮺ˚ ╴╴╴╴╴⊹˚ ╴╴╴╴˚ೃ ╴╴

︶⊹︶︶⠀୨୧⠀︶︶⊹︶

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

・・・・☆・・・・☆ ・・・・

‿︵‿︵‿୨ ୧‿︵‿︵‿

✿﹕ ︵︵✧₊︵︵ꕤ₊˚︵ ૮꒰˵• ᵜ •˵꒱ა ﹕ɞ

❀⊱┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄⊰❀

. ◠ . ◠ . ◠ . ◠. ◠ . ◠ . ◠ . ◠. ◠ . ◠ . ◠ . ◠

˚₊ ˚ ‧₊ .:･˚₊ ˚ ‧₊ .:･˚₊ *˚

୨୧‿‿‿୨ﾠ୧‿‿‿୨୧

✦•〰〰〰〰〰〰•★•〰〰〰〰〰〰•✦

⠂⠄⠄⠂⠁⠁⠂⠄⠄⠂⠁⠁⠂⠄⠄⠂ ⠂⠄⠄⠂☆

─ · ─ · ─ · ─ · ─ ◠ . ◠ . ◠ . ◠

︶꒦꒷(:̲̅:̲̅:[̲̅:★:]̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅)꒷꒦︶

☆゜・。。・゜゜・。。・゜★

๑‧˚₊꒷︶ଓ︶꒷꒦⊹๑‧˚₊꒷︶ଓ︶꒷꒦⊹๑

⭑ ★ ⭑ ˗ ˏˋ ❀ ´ˎ ˗ ⭑ ★ ⭑

°:. *₊ ° . ☆ °:. *₊ ° . ° .•

₊✧˚﹕︶︶︶﹕૮₍ ⸝⸝´ ꒳ `⸝⸝ ₎ა﹕︶︶︶﹕ ˚✧₊

━━━━━━ʕ•㉨•ʔ━━━━━━━

꙳ ੭ * ‧ ⨯ . ⁺ ✦ ‧ ⨯ (๑>ᴗ<๑) . ⁺ ✦ * . ˚ ⨯ ੭ * ‧

(･ω･)つ ──────────── ⊂(･ω･)

▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄

⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘

︻デ═一・・・・・・・・・・・・・・

꒦ˎˊ˗ ︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶ ꒦꒷꒦₊˚

【☆】★【☆】★【☆】★【☆】★【☆】

✠ ——— ✠ ——— ✠ ——— ✠

➽───────────────❥

。✯ ＼｜／。✯ ＼｜／✯ 。✯ ＼｜／✯ 。

ɷ( ' ' )ɷ : ⊹ ̟˖ ⁀꒷꒦ ꒰꒰ ⊹꒷︶

︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵

✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦

• ──────── ⌒⌒⌒ ︶︶︶

︶꒦︶꒷︶︶꒷꒦︶︶︶꒷꒦‧ ₊˚・

꒷︶꒥꒷‧₊ ໒( ” •̀ ᗜ •́ ” )७ ₊˚꒷︶꒷꒥꒷

: ・ෆ・┈・┈・ᕱ⑅ᕱ・┈・┈・ෆ・ :

﹒ ︵︵﹒︵︵୨ ꒰ㅤ꒱ ୧︵︵﹒︵︵ ﹒

﹒ ︶︶﹒︶︶୨ ꒰ㅤ꒱ ୧︶︶﹒︶︶ ﹒

₊‧ʚ・︵︵ ₊˚๑ ᕱᕱ ꒱✦ ₊ ︵︵・₊﹆ɞ‧₊

﹒˚ ₊ ︵﹒⊹ ๑ ︵︵ ๑ ⊹﹒︵

ʚ‎‏ ͜ ̩͙ ︵ ̩͙ ୨ ♡ ୧ ̩͙ ‏︵ ̩͙ ͜ ɞ

๑‧˚₊꒷︶ଓ︶꒷꒦⊹๑‧˚₊꒷︶ଓ︶꒷꒦⊹๑

꒰ა ˚₊ ✧・┈・╴﹕꒰ ᐢ｡- ༝ -｡ᐢ ꒱﹕╴・┈・𐑺 ‧₊˚໒꒱

╭────── · · ୨୧ · · ──────╮

╰────── · · ୨୧ · · ──────╯

ᗢ𓄹 ׅ ࣪ ˖︶꒷꒦⊹˚Ꮚ₊꒷︶꒷⊹˚Ꮺ

✧:･ﾟ( ̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅[̲̅:♡:̲̅]̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅ ) ･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ( ̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅[̲̅:♡:̲̅]̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅ ) ･ﾟ✧

₊˚ ‿︵‿︵‿︵୨୧ · · ♡ · · ୨୧‿︵‿︵‿︵ ˚₊

꒰ ୨୧ ─ ・┈ ・ ─ ・┈ ─ ・┈ ─ ・┈ ꒱꒱

╭──────────.★..─╮

╰─..★.──────────╯

︵ ⊹ ︵⏜︵ ⊹ ︵୨୧︵ ⊹ ︵⏜︵ ⊹ ︵

╰┈•┈୨୧┈•┈╯

╭ ┈•┈୨୧┈•┈ ╮

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lastanzadikuroneko · 26 days

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၄၃ cute symbols ၄၃

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

୨ৎ

^᪲

^ྀི᪲

ིྀྀི

౨ৎ

ꕤ

୨୧

𐙚᭄

𐙚　

ꢾ𓍢ִ໋　

၄၃

୨♡ৎ

︵‿୨♡୧‿︵

༺♡༻

⋆ ˚｡ ⋆୨ ♡ ୧⋆ ˚｡ ⋆

✧༘˚⋆𐙚｡⋆𖦹.✧˚.𖥔 ݁ ˖

✩ ⋆｡° 𖦹 ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧⋆ ˚｡⋆𖦹⋆｡°✩⋆

-ˋˏ ༻✿༺ ˎˊ-

⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆

𓍊𓋼𓍊𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𓋼𓍊𓋼

✧⁠*⁠。

☆*⁠.

ฅ⁠^⁠•⁠ﻌ⁠•⁠^⁠ฅ

ೃ࿔₊•

❁્᭄͜͡

✧ ﾟ୨ৎ*🩰🦢🐚⋆｡ﾟ

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

˚˖𓍢ִ໋🦢˚

༺𓆩❦︎𓆪༻

ᕱ⑅ᕱ

#dividers #symbols #kaomoji #cute symbols #ribbons and bows #symbols bios #cute emoji #writers on tumblr #cute #cute aesthetic #girlblogging #coquette #la stanza di kuroneko #coquettecore #dollette #dollette aesthetic

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cyberkatsworld · 16 days

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୨♡୧ 세상은 chocolate ⋰˚ 삼키자 🍫 ༄ ‧₊˚

so sweet ༉ ‧ ₊ ˚🍦

︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿

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sturnsdoll · 24 days

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can you write eating madison beer out PLEASE🙏

DRUNK IN LOVE ୨♡୧ - M.B

︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵

summary: you're at your bestfriend madison's birthday party. a few drinks and her flirting for the fun of it turns into you taking her upstairs. warnings: smut with (a LITTLE) plot, slight intoxication, switch!madison x dom!reader, oral, fingering, pussy slapping, praising, degrading, dirty talk, pet names (angel, honey) word count: 1648 authors note: i'm so glad someone put in this request because i've literally never seen a fic for madison?? but i'm also like scared to post this for some reasonn suggested song while reading: drunk in love (the weeknd's version) ▶︎ •၊၊||၊|။||||။‌‌‌‌‌၊|• 0:10ᯤ "pink" - reader speaking "purple" - madison speaking ︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵

music blares throughout your bestfriends home. decorations in mostly silver are scattered across the walls. empty beer cans, bottles and solo cups littered everywhere. the scent of many different people mixed with alcohol and weed wafts through the air.

you push your way through the crowd to look for her. after a few long minutes you see familiar shiny brown hair and her gorgeous mini dress. your eyes trail down to her clevage and then to her hips and the way the dress hugs them perefectly.

"hey" you're snapped out of your trance by madison's voice. "hi. how's my birthday girl doing?" you ask as you mirror her warm smile. you notice how she sways just a little, same as you. she must've had a couple drinks. you know she's normally not a drinker so she's a bit of a lightweight.

she approaches you with her hand out. she takes a strand of your hair, twirling it around her finger "i'm good. been looking for you for a bit now though" she says while tucking your hair behind your hair. "yea i've been looking for you too. who's fault is that?" you're reffering to earlier when you asked her not to go far but not-surprisingly she had been sucked into 100 different conversations until she lost you. she is the birthday girl afterall.

a guilty look consumes her features but she shrugs innocently as she grabs your hand. "come dance" she mumbles, more so telling instead of asking. "can't say no on your birthday i guess" she shakes her head no, agreeing that you can't. on her way to the living room she tries to grab another drink but before her hand can reach out to the case of beer on the shelf, you pull her back toward you "i take it back. i can say no" you say half jokingly but she knows you're somewhat serious.

she had decided to listen and continue to where the party was the most lively. you both make it to her living room where everyones either dancing or subconciously bumping to the music as they scream over it to speak. you use your hand in hers to twirl her around once before pulling her backside up against you. this wasn't anything out of the ordinary, typical drunk girls being drunk girls, right?

you both begin to rock back and forth to the music. both of your dresses ride up your thighs a little as you 'dance'. her hand comes behind her to the back of your head. madison leans back so you'll be able to hear her speak when she tells you "i'm glad you're here". "yeah why's that?" you mindlessly respond, less interested in the conversation then just enjoying the music and atmosphere.

"well someone needs to make sure i behave tonight" madison innocently bats her eyelashes at you as she says this. you freeze up for a second as you stare back at her. she has a mischevious look on her that you know all too well. your smiling back but there's also something devious about it.

you still weren't sure if she meant this in a sexual manner or not. "you implying that your gonna misbehave?" your tone comes back flirtier than intended. now she turns around to face you and one of her hands comes to your waist while the other goes around your neck. she moves as close as she can get to you, her mouth beside your ear again.

you can feel her hesitate to do whatever she was gonna do next. she sighs before teasingly responding "only if you'll put me in my place" as her hand trails down to the edge of your dress. you reach down and grab her wrist, stopping her from going further. you pull your face back to look at madison. you can see the lust in her eyes now, the need.

without another word you pull her by her wrist toward the stairs.

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your arms are wrapped around her and both her hands are in your hair. it's a messy makeout, both of you tasting alcohol on each others lips but not caring.

you and madison are in her bedroom. guiding her over to the bed, you shove her onto it. her legs are off the edge of the matress. you sink down, your knee's pressing into the ground. madison looks down at you with anticipation, her lip between her teeth at the sight of you between her legs.

you grab both her knee's to spread them apart. you're met with the sight of her white lace panties, a pink bow at the center of the waist of them. you slowly slide them off of her, discarding them elsewhere. your fingertips ghost over her thighs as you admire her for a second. she scooches her hips closer toward you "touch me" her tones a little too impatient for your liking. you stop your movements and stand up. your hand snakes up her thigh before cupping her pussy as your knee sinks into the bed in the space between her legs. now you're practically straddling her right thigh.

"you think.." your palm massages into her heat, stimulating her clit. "..that you get to talk to me like that.." her hips start to grind into your hand "and you'll get what you want?" with a smirk madison looks up at you "well i told you to touch me.." she starts as her gaze switches to your hand between her legs "..and now you are soo, yeah. i do."

despite the situation, her tone is soft and innocent sounding. you give her a glare as you realize she's right. just as she opens her mouth to speak again you land a smack against her pussy and her hips jolt in unexpected pleasure and pain. an almost unnoticable whine slips out as well. "didn't know you were such a brat, mads" you state before landing another slap against her cunt. she whines and clenches around nothing, squirming needily. her thigh accidentally presses up against your clothed pussy. instinctively your thighs close around her leg. she can feel how damp you are. "didn't know you were so easy to get wet" she retorts, pushing her thigh up against you again.

with that, you get off of her and she looks dissapointed "what? can't admit that- oh, fuck" she cuts herself off when your tongue flattens against her, licking from her hole to her clit. "what was that honey?" you ask as you look at her through your lashes. "nothing." madison responds back sheepishly.

you pull her thighs further apart "that's what i thought." you say finally before your mouth attaches to her clit. a moan slips as her head's thrown back. you begin sucking and licking harshly, eating her out like your life depends on it.

she pushes her hips up towards you but in turn you tighten your grip on her thighs to keep them down. noises fall past her lips as you flick your tongue back and forth. "not- mm- gonna last long" she cries out quietly as she continues uselessly squirming.

"already close?" you ask as you release one of her thighs to use your thumb to toy with her clit. she nods her head as she clenches around nothing, begging to be filled. you shake your head as you watch her squirm and whine "pathetic." you comment before filling her with your tongue. strings of moans fall from her perfectly glossed lips as your mouth and thumb work her perfectly.

her hips roll, fucking herself on your tongue at the same time you shove it in and out of her. her fingers slide into your hair and there's a sting from madisons acrylics grazing and poking your scalp. she suddenly gives your hair a tug, causing you to moan into her. her thighs squeeze your head at the feeling. you let them.

her breathing picks up and you just know she's close. you stop for only a second, leaving her empty, only to push your middle and ring fingers into her. "you close angel?" you question your friend and her only response is a high pitched moan and a pathetic nod of her head. your free hand slaps her thigh. "words babe". "y-yes m' gonna cum" her legs tensing and the fucked out expression on her face were evidence of this. "as much as i'd love to watch you beg for it.." the idea makes her eyes fill with panic, knowing she can't hold it off much longer. "you are the birthday girl. so go ahead, angel, come on my fingers" your mouth attacks her clit one last time as she clenches around your fingers, her cum coating them completely. your fingers continue to curl into her and your tongue doesn't leave her clit just yet. you wait till her legs shake and she's shoving your head away to release her swollen bud with a pop. your fingers leave her at the same time.

she lays there breathlessly looking up at you with a smile "didn't know you were hiding all that" she says with a breathy laugh. "same goes for you" you say while picking up her panties and tossing them to her. you offer a hand out and help her up. you smirk at how she wobbles a little on weak legs. you grab the back of your bestfriends head and pull her toward you, landing a kiss on her forehead.

"you need help cleaning up or anything?" you say checking up on her. she shakes her head no with a grateful smile. "alright. i'll meet you in the kitchen when you're ready birthday girl." you say as you start to walk away. madison nods "give me five" she confirms, heading for the bathroom.

tommorow you're definetly gonna have quite the night recap to talk about with each other. (sorry if this was a little too vanilla for y'all. it's def not my best but i hope you enjoyedᥫ᭡!)

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