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cyberfreaky · 10 months
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IMMA EAT IT !!!
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blondiefun699 · 2 months
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Happy Tuesday 🥵
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chalkrub · 1 year
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i know he ate a cheese
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tacticalprincess · 2 months
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Um… König who thinks every woman with large breasts lactates. And you find out when he’s sucking too hard.
getting so many titty related requests y’all know him a lil too well…
this with inexperienced!könig !! you’re riding his thick fingers, trying to get them to hit the spongy spot at the front of your cunt because he keeps forgetting to curl them. he started making out with your tits as soon as you gave him the okay, noticing the way his eyes honed in on them since you lifted your shirt and taking pity on him. it’s not until he starts nipping at your sensitive nipples, the suction of his mouth borderline painful, that you try to pull away.
“ow! what are you doing?”
his eyes are almost completely black when he looks up, mouth shiny with his own spit. it matches the glossy sheen on your breasts, all swollen and red from his efforts. “trying to… get the milk…” he heaves, ready to dive back in.
you hold him back to inform him that lactation usually only happens when a woman is pregnant, and he gets all pouty and confused, reaching up with his free hand to inspect your boobs. “but they’re so heavy… and fat?” he tries to squeeze your nipple to make sure.
he’ll genuinely think the solution is to just get you pregnant so he can taste your milk. all you can do is sigh. you’re not sure what you got yourself into…
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emmyrosee · 1 month
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anon sent me an ask about toddler yuuji putting flowers in readers hair and reader putting one in Sukuna’s hair and of COURSE MY ASS DELETED IT- so here it is in a not so pretty format ☹️🫶🏻
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Tiny legs toddle over to sukuna, only to bypass him completely and waddle to you, a dandelion clenched in his fist. The yellow flower looks brighter in the sunlight, but not as bright as your smile when yuuji nudges the flower at you proudly. “For me?” You coo, and he nods victoriously.
“Head!” He says, patting your head gently with his free hand. You give him a hum of understanding, bowing down so the small boy can plant the weed in himself; he does so, happily, and Sukuna’s heart squeezes at the sight.
There’s a contrast of the yellow that now nests in your tresses versus the hues in your hair, and when you turn to smile at him, Sukuna’s own lips curl into a small smirk. He’d never tell you, but the fact his favorite little twerp has taken more than a liking to you means the world to him, and he adores watching you both interact as smoothly as you do.
He sees the love in Yuuji’s eyes. He’s almost positive it’s the same love he looks at you with.
When the small child comes back over to give you another flower, you capture it in your own hand to slip it into Sukuna’s in the same place as yours rests. He blinks, unamused, only for you to fall into a fit of laughter.
“Looks good with your tattoos,” you say, leaning up to press a kiss to his jawline, which he hums appreciatively at. “Makes you less scary.”
“I’m not scary,” he scoffs. “I’m threatening.”
“Oh, right, of course,” you snort.
Yuuji’s eyes suddenly light up and his chubby legs carry him back to the dandelions, one hand grabs the yellow weed, the other grabs a puffy, white one. When he runs back to show you both, the puffs have disappeared from the bud of the dandelion and flown into the air, leaving just a stem.
“For you!” He chirps, passing you the yellow weed. Then, he turns to Sukuna and thrusts his small hand at his brother- only to then drop in confusion when there’s no longer fluff adorning the weed. “Huh?”
“It blew away, bud,” Sukuna sighs. “Gotta be careful with those, be gentle.”
Yuuji merely blinks big eyes at his brother in confusion, but it quickly fades and turns to pride as he ushers the stem to his older brother. “Yeah. Thanks.”
“We’cm ‘suku!”
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queerdraws · 3 months
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Fanart for a snippet of my most favorite heartbreaking moment from swordsmans's fic bone-breaker ospreys mate for life (rated E)
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penumbraphantasm · 10 months
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i had a vision
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semisolidmind · 3 months
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imagine snuggling with Dogday on a cold winter’s night! how would he like to hold the mc?
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he’s gotta be a snuggler. what’re those long arms for if not for cuddling
(i imagine he’d wrap himself around the mc to keep them as warm as he can. after so long lying on cold concrete floors and being tortured without sleep, getting to sleep in a warm, clean bed (alongside his angel no less) would be a blessing)
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caramelcove · 2 months
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angelrat96 · 2 months
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Titties look like they’re straight outta an anime but they’re REAL 👀 Tap below for 10 vids free 😈
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ballpitwitch · 7 months
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𝐊𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐮 𝐑𝐞𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐑𝐨𝐜𝐤 𝐇𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐥 𝐢𝐧 𝐀𝐭𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐂𝐢𝐭𝐲, 𝐍𝐉 - 𝟏𝟎/𝟎𝟖/𝟐𝟑
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tacticalprincess · 19 days
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big titty!reader scolding könig for something and he’s too distracted by how fat your boobs look to retain anything else. you might as well be the kortac’s eye candy, he can never take you seriously. you’ll see his eyes keep wandering down to where your tits peek out of your shirt, sitting so prettily, your height difference giving him the perfect view…. “liebchen, i can see you have a lot you need to get off your chest…”
he’ll start holding stuff out of your reach just to see your tits bounce when you try to grab it, only relenting when he’s had his fill and you’re all flustered and annoyed. :(
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emmyrosee · 20 days
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I love found family older brother sukuna, toddler Yuji, and reader! I can totally see reader and Yuji doing face masks together for fun, and forcing sukuna to join, which he begrudgingly does and serectly enjoys it
“No. Not fucking happening.”
“Come onnnn!” You whine, shaking the face mask gently in excitement. “What doesn’t sound fun about watching Encanto, doing a face mask and eating grapes?”
“The whole watching Encanto, doing a face mask and eating grapes thing,” he grumbles. On the couch, yuuji moves to perch his elbows on the armrest and watch the interaction, the panda face mask on his cheeks cut slightly to fit his small jaw and head. Sukuna cocks a brow and pulls a face, “and they’re animal face masks? Fucking pass.”
You sigh softly, then you turn to his little brother and scoop him in your arms, and sukuna quirks a brow, “the fuck are you doing?”
“Ready yuuji?”
“Weady,” the child replies.
Sukuna now furrows his brows in annoyance, “don’t you fucking dare-“
It’s too late. You and his brother flash Sukuna, a man covered in tattoos and piercings and the worst vocabulary known to man, the biggest set of puppy eyes, pleading him to cave and spend the night with you both. He winces from the sheer force of your pouty eyes, unable to look away completely but desperately wanting to. “Don’t give me that look, freaks. It’s not going to work.”
“Pwease, ‘kuna?” Yuuji whimpers, and you blink up at him and jut out your lower lip. Sukuna feels himself crumbling, his reserve being demolished, and he groans and looks up to the sky, looking for patience.
“Yeah,” you whine. “Please, Sukuna?”
“For fucks sake, stop looking at me like that, I’ll fucking watch your stupid movie and do a damn mask, fuck,” he snarls, gripping the face mask from your hand and leaving you and yuuji to giggle and high five in victory. “I spoil the fuck out of you both, you know that right?”
“Yes,” you nod, leaning up to kiss his cheek. “I’m going to start the movie, you go put on your mask.”
The mask in question- printed into the animal of a frog- is slippery and cold, and sukuna gags as he slaps it on his face, grumbling at the sensation. He hears the beginning of the movie and makes his way back out to you and his brother, the latter sitting on your lap with a bowl of grapes between his legs. Sukuna sits next to you with a soft groan, his arm instinctively tossing around you.
When you burrow into his side, he can’t fight the smile that eases over his cheeks as he digs his hand into the bowl of grapes, feeding himself the handful and letting the serum of the face mask warm up on his cheeks.
“I’m glad you caved,” you whisper, and he hums back.
Secretly, although he’d rather stub his toe by force than say it, he’s glad he did, too.
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originalartblog · 9 months
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Tiny skk adventures!
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Continued (it got really long) ↓
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.💕.
they went to visit Oda's grave later too.
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bonefall · 5 months
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Anyway. Bi and Mspec Lesbians aren't a hotly "debated" topic or even new to queer culture, it's just the newest thing that bullies who REALLY want to be homophobic and even racist use to justify harassing gay people they don't like.
It's the thinnest possible veneer of progressive language wrapped around TERF and reactionary rhetoric so that they can feel righteous for forming an angry mob against vulnerable targets. If you're gullible enough to fall for the newest wave of bigotry within the queer community, and turn on your allies because they're "confusing" or "invading your spaces," the SAME way they turned on bi/pan labels, trans people, xenogenders, neopronouns, and aroace people before this, then get lost.
#No patience. Wither and rot.#These motherfuckers dogpiled the legend who leaked the no fly list because it identified as the wrong type of lesbian.#They will attack the people doing DIRECT ACTION over dumbfuck label discourse. Deeply unserious people.#Embarrassing to think that there are rubes out there who keep falling for this#For ALL our sakes I hope this is literally their first rodeos and they really haven't fallen for this bullshit twice.#But unfortunately I'm too old to be that hopeful.#I didn't get to see the big ''public block list'' made for us dirty queers who support or are bi/mspec lesbians but I hope I was on it#If a man is best judged by his enemies then exclusionists who echo terf rhetoric are the ones I WANT to have.#And ''public lesbian block list'' is in quotes because if you REALLY thought that such a thing wasn't a ''GO HARASS THESE PEOPLE'' charter-#--then you have a black mold where your brain used to be and it's rapidly eating into the bathroom tile you call a skull#Unironically you should not have a platform if you are THAT stupid or malicious to think it was anything BUT a harassment charter#I hope they're ashamed.#Context for those unaware: a flesh-eating amoeba created a public blocklist for people who supported bi lesbians#Minors and extremely small creators without big platforms were on that list#People got harassed but the most namely was Lockandkeyhyena who had people raiding his server with racial slurs and death threats.#I hope everyone involved sees who their ''allies'' are when they spread that sentiment.#A bunch of people ACTUALLY 'invading someone's space' to post the n-word and suicidebait.#THAT is who you appeal to. Sit with that.
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jaegersdevil · 1 month
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style [sukuna x fem!reader] summary: a collection of (cute) moments between you and ex!sukuna w/c: 1.9k a/n: bruh idk how these two are STILL exes, but it's a yes from me // yes, another taylor fic because i'm in love with her
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sukuna 12:56am u up?
you audibly groan at the text, face scrunched up in disgust. sitting up in bed, you shove another pillow behind your back. your fingers fly across the screen, but only for a short time.
12:57am fuck off
throwing your head back in anguish, you sigh at the ceiling. and when your phone buzzes again, you brace yourself for the reply.
sukuna 12:57am ladies first 12:58am open the door 12:58am please
despite the abruptness of his text, you fly out of bed and run into the living room of your apartment. you stare down the hallway at your front door and peek at your phone when it vibrates.
sukuna 12:59am quit thinking so hard i'm cold
rolling your eyes, you tiptoe to the door, lifting yourself on your toes to look through the peephole.
and there he stands, pink hair dimmed against the yellow lights of the hallway, his head tilted back. biting your lip, your eyes glance down at his exposed neck, strained as he studies the ceiling.
stepping back, you unlock the three locks on your door (courtesy of the man outside) and pull it open.
your ex stands in the hallway, a sight you've seen too many times to count, and he tilts his head in greeting. "hey, baby."
you grab the sleeve of his sweatshirt and tug him in, locking your door when he's safely inside. when you spin around, he's gone.
you ignore the clink of glasses against one another in the kitchen and head back to your room, rubbing your eyes are you go.
glancing at the clock on the wall, 1:04am, your shoulders visibly deflate. you pull back the duvet and climb into bed after turning off the lamp on your bedside table. facing away from the door, you get comfortable, tuning out the sounds of sukuna knowing this place like the back of his hand.
"i didn't come over for you to ignore me."
you turn over. sukuna leans against the doorframe, sipping idly from his glass.
you flip back around, snuggling your head into your pillow. "i'm sleeping."
"oh, poor baby," he pouts falsely, crossing the room and setting his glass on his nightstand. you shake your head, your nightstand.
when you hear a rustle, you glance over your shoulder. sukuna tugs his sweatshirt and t-shirt over his head and pushes his sweatpants down his legs. you feel your cheeks heat at seeing him in only his black boxers.
he lifts the blankets and slides into your bed, avoiding your eyes as he does so. despite his naturally cocky attitude, along with his annoying habit of suppressing everything he's ever felt, you know him too well.
"c'mere," you mumble, circling your fingers around his wrist. sukuna says nothing and shuffles toward you, wrapping his arms around your torso, head on your chest. "wanna talk about it?"
he shakes his head softly, tightening his arms. "in the mornin'."
you nod, fingers threading through his hair. "okay."
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you wander the building aimlessly, with a lunchbox in your hand and a coffee in the other. you know this place well, though once he got promoted, sukuna moved offices. but you wouldn't call it an office; more of a place to sort through employee contracts and qualifications and watch the cameras around the complex.
he'd complained to you over text that he'd have no time to eat today. so, you took it upon yourself to ensure your ex had an adequate lunch to keep him going, duh.
the sound of your name in that deep voice of his rings down the hall, and you spin around.
"i knew it was you," sukuna tilts his head at you. "what're ya doing here?"
you lift your hands and grin. "lunch."
sukuna stares at you, and you swear you'll melt from the intensity of his gaze. he wears his usual black cargos and a black t-shirt with the company logo on the left breast, but he looks more delicious than ever.
"seriously?" the corner of his lips upturns, and he bites his bottom lip to stop the smile from breaking. he fails. "you're so cute."
sukuna steps forward to wrap his arms around your head, his biceps flexing against your ears.
you smile giddily and circle your arms around his torso, hands hovering over his back. "it's a bento box with rice and steak and those little sausages you like—"
sukuna cuts you off by leaning down and pressing a hot, wet kiss on your lips, and you squeal at the public display.
"kuna..." you turn around the see if anyone is in the hallway to witness.
his laugh is deep and rich, and you can't help but watch the sparkling smile on his face.
"thank you," he mumbles, his smile fading as he becomes serious.
your face heats at his words, shoving the box and coffee in his hands. "just eat your lunch."
sukuna presses a final kiss on your forehead and turns around, returning to his office. "see you at home!"
you shake your head, laughing. "go to your own home, nerd!"
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"sukuna, what are you doing here?" the smile in your voice doesn't go unnoticed. leaving the lab at 8pm was a drag, but it was necessary for your thesis, and sukuna knew its toll on you.
sukuna pushes off his car as you approach, his smirk laced with mischief. "picking you up," he says like it's the most obvious thing in the world.
he meets you halfway, walks behind you, and takes your backpack off your back. you loll your head on your shoulder when he falls into step beside you. the streetlights are aglow, and you giggle at the orange tint on his hair.
"such a gentleman."
sukuna scoffs, swinging your bag onto his shoulder. "not the word i'd use."
"oh yeah?" you bump into his side, smiling smugly when he throws his arm over your shoulder. "and what word would you use?"
"whipped!" a voice calls from the car. your smile grows larger when you see sukuna's younger brother, yuuji, hanging out of the passenger seat window.
"yuuji!" you laugh, heart leaping in your chest. "when did you get back?"
after graduating highschool, yuuji and his two friends, megumi and nobara travelled around europe for a year and a half. you remember sending him off with a snack pack for the plane and a kiss on the forehead.
"this morning," the younger boy says, stepping out of the car. "been forcing sukuna to take me everywhere until i get my car fixed."
you embrace him in a hug. "i hope you had fun."
yuuji leans back—he used to be shorter than you, but now he's nearly as tall as his brother. "it was better than fun; i'll tell you all about it when we get home."
you glance at sukuna who's doing a great job of being silent, and get into his car when yuuji insists you get in the front.
sukuna never brought up the topic of your breakup to yuuji, it seems.
and on the way home, 'one way or another' plays through the speakers while the younger boy talks your ear off about his drunken nights in greece, and all the experiences that made him miss you (namely laundry and home cooking).
when you arrive back at sukuna's, you notice the disarray of the apartment.
you hear your name being called from the spare room, and your heart explodes, both in whose calling and the nostalgia of it all.
"here, i got you a few souvenirs," yuuji emerges from the room with a bag held out in front of him. "sorry i couldn't;t give them to you this morning, suk said you left early."
you have to stop the smile on your face from dropping at the last part. you know sukuna is standing in the kitchen a few feet away, watching you.
"yuuj!" you grab the bag, wrapping your arm around his torso in a side hug. "you didn't have to get me anything."
the younger boy rolls his eyes. "of course i did. before i left you said if i didn't bring you a miniature figure of all the sights i saw, you'd wash my whites with my reds."
the memory returns to you in a rush. "oh, yeah..."
yuuji's grin and pure excitement make you lead him to the couch. "put a movie on."
"yes, ma'am," he laughs. there's no doubt in your mind that he's putting on human earthworm 8.
while he's occupied, you glare at sukuna, who leans against the kitchen counter.
after you unwrapped all of your gifts, a generous collection of monumental landmarks, you excuse yourself.
shutting the door of sukuna's ensuite, you turn the light on and cover your face with your hands. you swallow and look at yourself in the mirror.
remnants of mascara have collected under your eyes, so you open the mirror to get your makeup remover out of the cupboard.
"have you eaten?—"
you spin around with a makeup pad under your eye, spying sukuna's face through the crack in the door.
you look back at yourself in the mirror, putting the cotton pad onto the counter. "i'll eat when i get home."
sukuna's deep sigh has you turning to him again.
"what?"
"you're not going home."
and when the door clicks closed, your temper reaches its limit.
"you did that on purpose," you scold, but the bite you intend is weak.
"fuck yeah i did," sukuna whispers. "i can't tell him, he loves you."
"ryomen—"
"don't start that again," sukuna snaps. "we've only been apart for two months."
you don't reply.
"hell," he throws his arm out to his right. "i slept over last week, you brought me lunch when i was at work! we haven't acted like we're apart anyway, and you know it."
you bite your lip. "we broke up," but the more you try to drill the fact into your mind, the less you believe it.
"what the fuck for?"
you scrunch your face up in confusion. "you know why."
sukuna throws his head back in exasperation. "we've moved past that now. i've gotten better."
"i know you have..." you mumble, tears pricking the corners of your eyes, not knowing what to say. though, when you think about it, why haven't you gotten back together?
"if yuuji can't tell we've broken up, then we must be doing something wrong."
tears line your waterline in frustration and sadness. "kuna..."
he sighs, running a hand down his face. he steps closer, softly placing his palms on your face. "please, baby."
you chew on your bottom lip, nodding softly.
sukuna uses his thumb to pull your lip out from between your teeth. "i love you, okay? i will get you back."
"you already have me," you laugh, a breath from the back of your throat, your hands grasping at his waist.
"damn straight."
"just stop leaving your shit everywhere and acting like a child in serious situations, and i'll move back in."
and when sukuna rolls his eyes (albeit lovingly) and opens his mouth to agree, you push yourself up on your tiptoes to kiss his mouth. he groans deeply and moves one of his hands from your face to the back of your head and the other to your back, pulling you closer.
"you guys done fucking in there? movie's on."
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