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ohbrotherthisblogstinks · 4 months

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IN VINO VERITAS

ੈ✩‧₊˚ himeno x fem reader

synopsis: you and your hot new friend, who you’re down cataclysmically for, bump coochies in the woods 👉👌

Warnings: 18+, nsfw, fem bodied reader, praise (use of ‘good girl’), consumption of alcohol, dubcon (since you’re both tipsy), semi-public sex (y’all are at a campsite and it’s implied there are other people nearby), oral (f. receiving), tribbing, edging (kinda), choking (kinda), Himeno is the dominant one but not a dom, gentle biting, mention of masturbation

Other warnings: smoking (cigarettes), Himeno calls Aki an emo twink, age gap (ish, Himeno is about 5-6 years older than reader), there is no puke in this fic even though we have the combination of Himeno and alcohol :), reader is a bit needy and a bit of a perv lol

“You okay?” Himeno’s voice pulled you out of your daydream, and you realized you’d been clutching the armrest by the passenger seat, your knuckles white.

“I’m fine,” you said. “I just zoned out.”

“I was gonna say, I don’t think I’m that bad of a driver.” She flashed you a smile before looking back at the road. “Although come to think of it, I did fail my permit test about four times.”

“That’s reassuring.” You stretched and yawned, glancing at the clock.

“We should be there by six, and that’ll give us enough light to set up the tent. Unless we fuck up and it takes us forever.”

“Which will probably happen, knowing us.”

“That reminds me, if Aki came with us he’d have his shit together and he certainly wouldn’t have gotten us lost.”

“Well, detours are fun.”

“You’re too kind.”

Aki had dipped out of the trip at the last minute, claiming he was feeling under the weather. He urged you and Himeno to go without him, and as a consolation gift, gave you two bottles of wine to sneak into the campsite. They were rather poorly hidden under the back seat, wrapped in one of your old sweatshirts. You glanced back at the contraband to make sure it wasn’t too conspicuous.

“Hey, do me a favor,” Himeno said, tilting her head towards the lighter sticking out of the cup holder. You nodded and reached for it, as she quickly retrieved the cigarette that was behind her ear. Throughout the long drive to the campsite you’d been the one to light her cigarettes for her while she talked your ear off about whatever came to her mind. She liked that you were a good listener, and you liked the sound of her voice, so it was a win-win.

Your crush on Himeno was a little more obvious than you’d like it to be. As she smoked with one hand gripping the wheel, her window rolled down and the wind whipping her hair around, you caught yourself staring. Your mind wandered, making your face grow hot. You wanted to know what the hand around the wheel would feel like around your neck as she feverishly kissed you. It was rather embarrassing to admit, but when you had time alone, thinking about her sometimes resulted in your hand down the front of your pants.

You’d been friends with Himeno for about six months now, after Aki had introduced the two of you, and ever since you met her you’d get butterflies every time you saw her. She sometimes caught you staring and would give you a knowing smirk, making you quickly look away. You had a feeling she was onto you, but you were never confident enough to say anything. After all, she was five or six years your senior, and she was an enigma of a woman. You could never quite figure her out, whether she was flirting with you or just being herself, and it made you far more anxious than you’d like to admit.

After you and Himeno finally reached the campsite and spent an embarrassingly long time pitching your tent, you poked around in the back of her car for the bottles of wine while she set up two lawn chairs by the light of an old lantern she dug out of her trunk.

“We forgot to bring glasses,” you called over to her, clutching the bottles to your chest as you kicked the car door closed.

“One bottle is mine and one is yours, then,” she quipped, and flopped down in her chair. You joined her and muscled open the bottles, passing one to her. She nodded thanks and took a long drink. The two of you sat there for God knows how long, talking and talking until you were almost certain you saw the sun beginning to rise. You curled up in your chair and stifled a yawn, and Himeno noticed and giggled.

“Am I boring you?”

“Not yet.” You tried and failed to hold back another yawn.

“Did I ever tell you about how I cut Aki’s hair that one time?”

“You what?” Your eyes widened, and you started laughing.

“Yup. He fell asleep and I was drunk and found a pair of scissors, and the rest is history. He was so mad at me, I felt terrible, but it was fucking hilarious.”

“He never told me about that.”

“I hurt his pride, that’s why.”

You cocked your head to one side. “Were you guys ever…a thing?”

“Oh, God, no. I wanted us to be at one point, but he made it abundantly clear that he wasn’t interested.”

“You still like him, don’t you?” you teased, prodding her leg with your toe.

“Oh no, that ship has sailed. And it probably sank too.” She laughed heartily and ran a hand through her hair. “I have a bad habit of falling for emo twinks.”

You snorted, making her laugh even harder.

“Honestly, though, don’t worry about me. I’m no competition if you’re trying to get a piece of that.” She sighed and leaned further back in the chair, setting the bottle on the ground.

You suddenly stood up and lurched over to her, gripping her chair for balance, and sat right down on her lap, putting your arms around her neck and laying your head on her shoulder.

“Oh?” She raised her eyebrows, surprised. After a few seconds had passed, she timidly placed her hands on your waist. “Did I say something?”

“No,” you sighed, pulling back to look at her. You absentmindedly twirled a lock of her hair between your thumb and forefinger. “Well, kinda.”

“What is it, then?”

“I have a crush on you.” You hung your head, looking down into your lap. You couldn’t look her in the eyes, you couldn’t stomach it. You heard her sigh, and you prepared yourself for the worst. After a few excruciating seconds, she finally spoke.

“I know,” she said softly, lifting her hand to gently pinch your cheek. “It’s very obvious.” Your eyes widened.

“Is it really?” You looked back up at her, and she nodded. There was a glint in her eye that wasn’t there before.

“Are you gonna do anything about it?” she asked you, that same knowing smirk spreading across her face.

You kissed her without hesitation, making her giggle against your lips. You felt her squeeze your waist and pull you a little closer until you were snug against her. She gently laid her hand on the back of your head and slid her tongue against yours, making a soft moan slip out of your mouth.

She pulled away and looked at you quizzically, still smirking. You stared in disbelief. You’d really done it, you’d kissed her. It could only get so much better or so much worse.

“I’m sorry,” you blurted out, still in a trance.

“Don’t apologize.”

She suddenly snaked an arm underneath your thighs and picked you up bridal style, making you squeal, and you held on tight as she carried you in the direction of the tent. She smelled like sweat and sunscreen and smoke, but in a way that was strangely pleasant to you. She grunted as she struggled with the flap of the tent, and you felt yourself beginning to slip.

“If you drop me, I swear to God,” you giggled.

“Fuckin’ help me, then!”

After a comically long struggle with the tent flap that did indeed involve being dropped by Himeno, she stumbled into the tent and pulled you down onto the cot with her, making you laugh even harder. She zipped the door closed, and crawled over to straddle your waist.

“Are you putting me to bed?” You squinted up at her, your eyes adjusting to the dim light inside the tent.

“Yeah, something like that.”

“Are you gonna kill me or something?” You started laughing again, blindly reaching for her, and you felt her grab your hand and squeeze it. She leaned in closer to you, hovering over you and smiling, her hair brushing against your face. You blinked up at her, doe-eyed.

“You’re so cute,” she marveled.

“You think so?”

“Mmm-hmm. And you’re all mine.” She leaned down to press kisses to your neck, gently nipping your skin every now and then and eliciting whimpers from you. Her fingertips felt cool and soothing brushing against your flushed skin, and you felt her tug at the hem of your shirt. You raised your arms to help her remove it, and she resumed her kisses once she tugged it off you.

“You’re not wearing a bra.”

“Brilliant, Holmes.”

She snort-laughed and poked you in the rib, making you yelp.

“You have pretty tits.”

“Thank you?”

“No, I mean it. They’re cute.” She brushed some hair out of your eyes and smiled at you. “I want them in my mouth.”

You burst out laughing again, thankful that the dim light was hiding the raging blush spreading across your cheeks. Himeno gave your neck one more gentle nip before moving her hand up to cup your left breast. She inched further down and swirled her tongue around your nipple, making you gasp.

“You’re so fucking cute,” she whispered between kisses, and you felt her start to move further down, her fingers slipping under the waistband of your shorts. You almost immediately lifted your hips to help her pull them down, and she chuckled at your eagerness.

Once she’d completely undressed you, she sat back on her heels and ran a hand through her hair, looking down at you with hazy eyes.

“Please touch me more,” you blurted out, reaching out and gripping her arm as she ghosted her fingertips across your bare skin, making you shiver with anticipation.

“What do you want me to do?” she asked you, her lips curling up into a cheeky grin. She continued brushing her fingertips against your skin, just barely touching you and avoiding where you needed her most.

Your breathing had gotten shaky and erratic, and you couldn’t think of anything other than her, the sound of her voice, the intensity of her touch. You looked up at her with pleading eyes, your grip on her arm tightening.

“Please fuck me,” you whispered, and she smiled and leaned down to peck your forehead.

“Good girl. That’s what I wanted to hear.” She gently spread your legs and crawled down to settle in between them. She hooked her arms around your thighs and looked up to you inquisitively, silently asking your consent. You nodded vigorously, making her laugh.

She was so close to you now, her grip on your hips making your skin tingle and her hot breath fanning against your aching pussy. You let out a surprised whimper when she finally flattened her tongue against your pussy, licking a thick stripe all the way up to your clit. She continued, making you squirm and whine and grind against her face each time she flicked her tongue against your clit.

It was close to the best feeling you’d ever felt, the strong grip of her hands on your hips, the sloppy kisses she’d give your clit when your thighs tensed around her head. She pulled away right before you could get your satisfaction, making you huff and whine in frustration.

“You gotta be quiet, baby.” She rested her head on your thigh and smiled up at you, gently rubbing your lower stomach.

“I-I’m sorry, I- fuck!” She resumed going down on you, making you squirm and cry out. You brought a shaky hand up to your mouth, and grabbed a messy handful of her hair with the other. Your thighs shook and your back arched as you came, your eyes rolling back as you tried not to scream from the pleasure. She finally pulled away when you gave her hair a harsh tug, and crawled up to kiss you, silencing your whimpers.

“You okay?” she asked you upon pulling away, brushing some hair away from your sweaty forehead. You nodded, your chest still heaving as you tried to catch your breath. She pecked your forehead and sat back up, straddling your waist.

“I wanna try something,” she whispered, and your eyes grew wide as she peeled off her shirt and started to unhook her bra. “It’ll feel really good. I promise.” You nodded.

“Don’t just stare, help me,” she giggled, noticing your gaze. You quickly propped yourself up and started to unbutton her shorts, which she flung into the corner of the tent along with her underwear after some shuffling around in the dark. After pushing your legs apart, she inched closer to you, and lifted your right leg so your calf rested on her shoulder.

“Stay like this for me, okay?” You nodded obediently, awaiting her next move. She gently ran a hand over your lower stomach and lowered her hips to meet yours.

You gasped and grabbed her hand as she started grinding against you, and she chuckled quietly, giving your hand a tight squeeze.

“I told you.”

She gripped your leg with one hand as the movement of her hips became more rhythmic, letting the other wander over your bare skin. She brushed her fingertips across your stomach, then your tits, then gently placed her hand around your neck and squeezed ever-so-slightly, at which you arched your back and let out a breathy moan. She chuckled and maintained her gentle grip on your throat, her gaze fixed on the way your face contorted in pleasure with each thrust of her hips.

“That feel good?” she asked you breathlessly, knowing you could barely form the words to answer her. You could only nod and whine in response, making her lips curl upwards into a satisfied smile. She could tell you were close by the way you were breathing, the way the muscles of your thighs and calves and stomach tensed as she touched you. She was quite close herself too, sweating and flushed and barely able to control the movement of her hips.

You clawed at her arm, your eyes wide and almost frantic, and she held eye contact with you as you came undone beneath her, firmly pressing her hand over your mouth to muffle your whines. Her own orgasm soon followed, and she let out a low moan, her fingernails digging into your calf and making you whine in pain and pleasure.

She pressed sloppy, open-mouthed kisses to your calf as she rode out her orgasm, then gently pulled away from you and rolled onto your back. You instinctively reached out for her, and she pulled you in, sighing contently. You wrapped your arms around her and snuggled tighter against her.

“You okay?” she whispered, smoothing out your messy hair. You nodded and pulled back a little to look at her, smiling with hazy eyes.

“Can I take you out for breakfast tomorrow?” you asked, resting your forehead against hers.

“I would love that. I’m paying though, you can’t change my mind.”

You huffed in protest. “Fine, as long as you let me be big spoon.”

She grinned.

“Deal.”

#himeno x reader #himeno chainsaw man #chainsaw man x reader #chainsaw man smut #himeno smut

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tamakishoochie · 2 years

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Fuck Buddies ‘Till The End

MDNI, 18+

CW: dolls, creampie, knife play

Word count: 🗿

A/N: Blair is a horror OC of mine, based off the Blair Witch Project👍🏾

Chucky!Bakugo x Black!Reader

“Oh, very funny Blair.”

You mumble underneath your breath after opening a package your best friend sent you for your birthday. Inside of the box was a beat-up-looking Good Guy Bakugo doll that had about three stitches on its face.

“When I said I wanted a sex doll for my birthday I didn’t mean this. It’s fuckin’ creepy.”

Dolls were never really your thing, even as a little girl because of how eerie and weird they looked. Looking closer at the doll’s face, you examine its features. It was a cute doll, handsome even, but it still creeped you out for some reason.

“Well, until I figure out what to do with you, you’re staying in my closet.” You say while standing up from your kitchen table and making a beeline to your room. Afterward, you come back to indulge yourself in some of your birthday cake.

Birthdays weren’t as fun to celebrate anymore, so you decide to just go ahead and call it a night. You were tired anyway and had dinner planned with your boyfriend tomorrow so you needed beauty sleep. Following your shower, you brush your teeth and slip your bonnet on before heading back to your bedroom.

The sound of something falling in your closet stops you from climbing into bed and you go to check it out, only to find that the doll was holding a pair of your panties in one hand and a knife in the other.

“That’s...strange.”

You cautiously take the knife from the doll first and then your underwear. A shiver runs up and down your spine because you felt something was off. Taking the knife back into the kitchen, you place it back in the knife holder and go straight to your room again. When you get there, you slowly open your closet again to make sure nothing else was out of place. What you saw made your heart jump up in your throat.

It was your doll alright, but he was taller, WAY taller, almost hitting 6 feet. His eyes were glowing red and a malicious grin grew on his plastic face.

“Hi, I’m Katsuki. Wanna play?~”

With a quickness, you close your door as fast as you could but he was faster and stronger than you, easily shoving the door back open with one hand, making you fall over. You watch closely as the freakishly tall, ash-blond doll pulls another knife out from his back pocket.

“Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t gut you like a fish right fuckin’ now?”

His voice was gruff and deep and it strangely sent butterflies to your stomach and made your coochie twitch. The doll moved closer to you, impatient for your answer, and you backed yourself up on your bed.

“My birthday… it’s my birthday today..” You mentally facepalmed after letting that leave your mouth. Killers don’t care if it’s your birthday. You were a goner.

To your surprise, he stopped right in front of you and he looked as if he’d just had an idea.

“Your birthday, huh? I can’t hurt a dame like you on her birthday, that’d be just plain rude..”

Licking his lips, he places his knife between his teeth before grabbing your thighs and pulls you to the edge of the bed. With that same knife, he cuts your pajama shorts off, revealing your panties to him.

He wasn’t very patient, already tonguing your pussy through your underwear and teasing your clit with his teeth. You gasp and close your legs, but he forces them open with strong hands.

You moan out with your eyes closed, focusing on nothing but his mouth. If your panties weren’t drenched before, they were now.

Bakugo trailed the tip of his knife up against your inner thigh, sending shivers up and down your spine, until he reached the hem of your underwear, ripping those off as well.

The heat from your sopping wet cunt against his face made something snap inside of him. He folds you, lifting your ass in the air, knees touching the bed on either side of your head, so that you were looking up at him as he ravaged your pussy.

You whimper after watching him spit onto it right before diving in, giving your pussy long, rough licks. He stares you down, never breaking eye contact with you while shaking his head from side to side, tongue deep between your gummy walls and his nose pressed firmly against your clit, making tears of pleasure prick at the corners of your eyes.

When he finally lets you go, a string of saliva connects from your pussy to his lips. You panted heavily and noticed the large bulge in his overalls.

“Y’wanna undo them for me, sweet thing?~ It’s getting kinda tight in this~..”

You scramble to your hands and knees, fumbling with the buttons until you could get them loose. They drop to his ankles and his size makes you want him inside of you even more. You reach out to it, but he slaps your hand away.

“Nuh uh, maybe another time. Right now, I’m makin’ you my bitch~..”

He makes you turn around, pushing your face into the mattress with your ass up for him. Reaching around, he shoves his middle and ring fingers into your mouth before inserting his cock inside of you, stopping halfway.

“Fuck, you’re tight, baby~..” Gripping your hip firmly, he shoves the rest in, making you see stars. Your moans were muffled by his fingers while he gave you rough hip thrusts, hard enough to rock the entire bed.

“O-oh, oh fuck..wai..” You reach behind and place your hand on his hip to try and make him slow down, but he wouldn’t. Instead, he pins your arm against your back. You didn’t even try to struggle, the pleasure from the tip of his dick kissing your womb and his balls slapping against your clit made you forget about the situation you were in. He loved the way your juices gushed around him, so warm and slippery.

Leaning down against your back, he puts you in a headlock, making you immobile. He nips at your earlobe before whispering in your ear.

“That boyfriend of yours don’t fuck you like this, does he? Who’s making this fuckin’ pussy cream, huh?~”

You were too dumb and cock drunk to answer any of his questions.

“Plea..c-cum..cumming..” You manage to cry out and that only motivated him to go even harder.

To keep his shirt from getting in the way, Bakugo holds the bottom of it up with his teeth. With both hands, he presses you down further into the mattress with his thumbs placed over your cute back dimples. He growls out a quick ‘Come on’ while pounding into your pussy ruthlessly, inching closer to his orgasm.

“There it is, fuck!~”

After a few more hard thrusts, you feel him spill his nut inside of you and he clenches his teeth as he feels your gummy walls clamp down around him, the two of you sharing an orgasm.

Both of your fluids puddle and mix with each other underneath you.

With you still on his dick, he lifts you up and nuzzles the nook of your neck with his nose, his hand gripping your throat gently.

You went through at least two more rounds with him until he couldn’t get anything else out of you.

You had to remember to thank Blair later for the gift

#horror au #horror villain au #Chucky Bakugo #curse of chucky #x black reader #mha #bnha #tw: smut #jordy writes ✍🏾

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lanegritaalma · 2 years

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Has anyone ever made an Ant-Man x Reader fic where he shrinks down small enough to be the same size as their genitalia? I’d that a weird request. Like imagine (as a coochie holder) Ant-Man makes himself small enough to put your entire clit in his mouth…And then maybe takes a walk around you walls, who knows 🤷🏾‍♀️ The thought just popped into my head. Or (for dick holders) he’s small enough to hug and hump that joint like it’s the best rollercoaster in the world 😭😂 I’m just saying…the possibilities are endless.

#lucky draft no.163 #now this…I have no excuses for this thot #😭😭 the epitome of what the fuck is going on here?!!#antman x reader ppl I need to know the truth!#is this something someone has done and or dreamt of having happen?#brooooo this is sounding like that Boys episode Herog@sm 😱#（￣□￣；）oooooh myyyy goodness nooooo #yes i’m on my bullshit what about it #PEAK bullshit right here!

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katkatkat420ng · 3 years

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So, I deleted my other account.

I’m in a very bad space right now. I won’t get too into it. But it’s a very complicated mix of deep-seeded family issues, the economic issues of my state, & overall adult stuff. The best way I can describe the torment I’m going through is: growing up.

I’m 19, I’m at a time in my life where the need for independence & individualism is at it’s peak. But, I never knew how to achieve these things. I still don’t really know. Since I was 12, I’ve based some things off of what people did on the internet. Since, that’s all I had. And obviously, as we all see, sometimes that doesn’t work out well. The best way I can describe the feeling is knowing everything is out of your control, seeing someone’s attempt at control & being fairly successful, and then trying it yourself to have it blowup in your face. And this isn’t just an internet thing for me, but it happens the most here. I’ve basically been copying my peers in an attempt to be “normal”. I don’t have a complete grip on why some people do things & why things work. I don’t think anyone does. But for some reason, it makes me feel valuable and emotional on top of being frustrating. So I do apologize for my sometimes irrational behavior.

Honestly, I’m hesitant to post this. I’m starting to learn that sharing EVERYTHING on the internet is unhealthy. But, people sharing their experiences have helped me formed opinions, ideals, etc. It’s weird. Maybe we’ll understand this specific part of “internet culture” in 100 years. I hope so. For all the future 19 year olds.

Anyways, I’m off topic. I’m posting this to say, that this account is in limbo. I might come back eventually. I don’t know. But, no offense, if I do I would like to keep this name. So that’s all this account is, a name-holder. Sorry if I got anyone’s hopes up, if anyone even sees this.

Personally, I would like to come back one day. With new & improved art, new and improved Kat. Because, it is very hard for me to de-attach myself from the wonderful people who cared so much for me. When I go through a rough time, I always forget that people care. It’s hard to describe. Basically, the nice words don’t go unnoticed, I’m just weird.

Anyways, the real reason I made this post is because I was checking my email and saw this ask someone sent before I deleted the OG coochie-puncher account. It really made smile, and I wanted to somehow thank this anon. Sometimes it’s the nice anons that help real me back from my own head.

Thank you all for everything!

Edit: (same date as post)

I completely forgot to mention the old art at all. So, not all of my art is lost. I’ve always saved the original file, or at the very least the original png. Luckily, I wasn’t repost popular, so deleting everything is mildly successful. Unless, there’s other factors I haven’t thought of, but I don’t care enough honestly.

I’ve always had a complicated relationship with my art, which ties into the on the internet, learning how to be a person thing. Basically, I’ve drawn since I was ??, I see these people online doing it and getting famous, so for awhile I thought that was the goal? It sounds dumb, and it’s embarrassing. But it happened. So, during this break, I’m hoping to reconnect with my passion, which will hopefully help me reconnect with myself. Who knows? I definitely don’t lol.

Also, I will be trying to find & follow old mutuals. If you are one of those people, feel completely free to contact me if you like. I have a private discord sever that I wouldn’t mind letting mutuals in.

I know you’re probably reading this thinking “ok is this bitch on full hiatus or not”, because of my hesitation to quit social media 100% cold turkey. But, my reasoning is, my support, my friends, are all online... & mostly on Tumblr... So yeah.

#tw vent #long read #refresh for edit

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