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truly-morgan · 7 months
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[No Curse, Sukuna and Megumi fuck Yuji (18+)]
SukuIta + FushIta| Jujutsu Kaisen No Curse AU + cw: incest 18-05-2023
[#sukuita + #fushita, Double Penetration, twincest, no curse AU]
"Suku-nii stoop" Yuji whined, although he did not try to move away from his brother, "Megumi will be here soon, we can go all the way" he continued.
"Don't worry brat, we'll be done way before he arrives, after all, look at how wind up you already are" Sukuna mocked, a finger caressing the underside of his erection in a teasing manner. "And your ass is trying to suck my cock all the way in, I know you want it" he whispered against his ear, hips barely moving to go in some more.
His grin grew wider when he felt Yuji's hips push back against him some more too.
From over his brother's shoulder Sukuna could see him bite his lips, clearly thinking about it, before he nodded.
"But we have to be quick," he stated.
Sukuna did not need to be told twice, immediately starting a relentless pounding into his brother. They had been teasing and playing around all day, he wanted to fuck Yuji.
Plus he had a little something planned.
He chuckled lowly at the way Yuji couldn't stop his groan and moans, fucking himself back onto Sukuna's cock.
"You should try keeping it down a little, instead of moaning like a whore" Sukuna pointed out, "wouldn't want another noise complaint because someone is being noisy".
This was enough to quiet Yuji, as he had already felt embarrassed enough when their dorm neighbour had talked to them one time.
But it should be alright, he could feel himself getting closer to the edge and he was pretty sure it had to be the same for his brother. They could quickly clean up afterwards and everything would be alright. Megumi would never know.
But then he heard the dorm opening, Megumi greeting them as he looked up from his phone. The young man then froze in the doorway, eye fixated on the twins.
"W-what?!" Yuji reacted, suddenly trying to pull away from Sukuna to hide under his cover. Yet strong tattooed arms looped around him, keeping him from doing anything.
"Sukuna let go now" Yuji hissed, feeling a bit panicked when something seemed to catch his friend's attention down the hall.
This made Megumi come inside the room, locking the door by habit.
Then everything was silent, Yuji still trying to pry away his brother's arm, biting his lips at how he was still buried deep inside of him.
"I-I thought you would come at 7pm" Yuji mumbled, not looking up at his friend, afraid of what look he would get.
"You texted me to come earlier" Megumi replied, although he soon started glaring at Sukuna who was giving him a shit-eating grin.
"Sukuna!!" Yuji reacted when he finally connected the dot, trying to turn towards him.
"I wanted to keep having fun and your stupid homework session was going to break that" Sukuna replied, giving his twin a kiss as if to apologise.
"Plus, I know you've been wanting to have an emo boy over there fuck you too" he teased, looking back at Megumi who clearly looked affected by this situation.
He knew very well the young man also wanted Yuji (who wouldn't really). And it was painful watching them play gay chicken.
"So why don't you join us, Fushiguro" Sukuna asked, letting his head rest on Yuji's shoulder.
Megumi stared between the two of them, looking unsure of how to react to all of this. First about finding his best friend (and crush) being fucked by his own twin. To be frank, he had always found the twins' relationship really odd, this was somehow both surprising and not.
But secondly to find out that Yuji had also been wanting to have sex with him. He had not realised that the young man felt the same about him.
He quickly ran the situation in his mind and decided that he could ignore whatever the two had right now. He dropped his bag onto the floor, walking closer to the stand in front of Yuji who didn't dare to look at him.
"Do you really want that?" he asked.
Yuji bites his lips once again at the question, before nodding to answer. Immediately he was being kissed by Megumi, to which he replied enthusiastically.
Sukuna watched for a while as Megumi disrobed while making out with his twin, although it got boring really fast.
At least Megumi seemed soon ready to go.
So he changed the way they were on the bed, pulling Yuji with him. While leaning back he could show better where he was connected with Yuji, keeping his legs spread wide.
"Why don't we try something interesting too" he suggested, fingers going to his twin's entrance and easily pushing two fingers in. "Why don't you try and fit inside too? The brat has quite the interesting toys and he's pretty ready for two after I prepared him properly" he explained. "Plus he came so much today I can't tell if he'll still be able to go for many rounds".
Megumi had to start climbing onto the bed, watching the way Sukuna's fingers were stretching Yuji even farther than his dick already did. He then looked up at Yuji who look flustered at being put on display like this and at his brother's idea. Clearly, he had not expected that suggestion.
"Are you okay with that?" Megumi asked.
Yuji then seemed to think about it for a moment, before nodding shyly. He knew what kind of toy he had and he was certain it could fit in. He also was curious as to how it would feel than to have two cocks inside of him.
Megumi didn't need that much more to be convinced. He did try to stick his finger in too just to make sure, although he could tell Sukuna was not lying. Neither did it seem to hurt Yuji much.
So he lined himself up and slowly started putting it in. He hesitated when he saw Yuji's brow furrow, ready to just pull out. He was surprised when he instead felt a leg loop around him, not allowing him to pull out.
"It's okay" Yuji assured him, "Just go slowly".
Megumi nodded at this, continuing slowly as he instead started to touch Yuji in an attempt to distract him, imitating what Sukuna was doing.
He groaned when he felt Sukuna move inside of Yuji, looking up when Yuji moaned at that.
"You enjoy being filled to the brim by your brother and your best friend, brat?" Sukuna asked with an amused grin, nibbling at Yuji's neck.
"Yeah," Yuji answered honestly.
"Then let's see if our friend can make it even better for you" he continued, looking at Megumi from the corner of his eyes.
The message was pretty clear. Megumi still hesitated a little as he moved, eyes scanning Yuji's face for any signs that he wanted to stop. Instead, he only saw him groan and moan, also tentatively moving his hips over them.
Soon they all found a rhythm that worked, Megumi slowly lost himself in the sensation and pleasure. He would never have thought that one day he could possibly be feeling like this while in the presence of Sukuna, but he assumed that it would be impossible without him (and a little voice in his head was telling him Yuji wouldn't let anyone else than them do this to him).
He would something look down, somehow just amazed at how well Yuji was taking them both, finding it surprisingly hot. He sure hope this wouldn't awaken something that would require Sukuna to be with them all the time now.
The way Yuji felt so tight around them. The way he could feel Sukuna's cock slide and rub against him inside. Finally being able to touch Yuji all he wanted, kissing him all he wanted (even though Sukuna seemed possessive of receiving as many kisses from Yuji too).
"Fuck" he gasped out when Yuji suddenly started tightening around them even more, spasming around them as he came all over his stomach.
"Shit, so tight" Sukuna mumbled against his twin's shoulder, movement more stuttered than before.
They were both not very far behind Yuji, filling him up. When they finally pulled out nothing would stay in Yuji's gaping hole, slowly leaking out of him.
"Fuck this was good" Sukuna commented, kissing up Yuji's neck to his temple. "You did so well for us, brat" he commented.
Megumi wasn't sure what to do at the display, watching as Yuji nuzzled back against Sukuna at the praise.
"You did good too" Sukuna added towards him, pulling him closer to kiss him, although it was nothing sweet like he would give to Yuji.
Now that he was leaning closer over Yuji he found himself pulled even closer, Yuji hugging him closer to him, demanding kisses too.
He allowed himself to be pulled farther into the bed afterwards, Yuji still looking a bit dazed and tired from what they did.
He stayed for the cuddle sandwich, Yuji looking really pleased to have them both so close.
Megumi assumed he could deal with Sukuna if it meant seeing Yuji happy and satisfied like this.
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kellyscabin · 9 months
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get destieled…..
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his what now
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feanope · 1 year
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Written for @maedhrosmaglorweek​ 2023, Day 1 (Aman)
When Maglor falls ill he does not consult the doctors. They would only tell him what he already knows. Instead, he pours his knowledge into another bittersweet poem: of flowers born from unrequited love, forbidden.
Pairing: Maedhros x Maglor, MaeMags
Rating: T+
Word Count: 2.5 k
Additional Tags: Hanahaki Disease, Mild body h/orror, Not actually unrequited love, first kiss, Surprise ending, sibling i/ncest 
Read Flowers of Aman on AO3
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OMMFG!!! THIS WINS!!! 🤣🤣🤣🤣
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nogodsnomorales · 11 months
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you know proship doesn't stand for problematic ship, right? you should maybe do some research on shipping terms before writing an essay where you misuse them.
cw; talk about prosh/ppers and mention of the word !ncest under cut. this will not be my usual sort of content, as this was brought to my attention.
Okay, well, thanks for letting me know, I guess?
But you see, the thing is, when I first heard about prosh/p at 10-11 yrs old, it was completely all about the “negatives” (aka illegal stuff such as minor x adult ships, !ncest, all of the nasty stuff.) So I believed that for a VERY long time now, because I never seen anybody else talk about something else that was different about prosh/ppers.
So, in my 'definition' of a prosh/pper, I am sticking to what I already know.
Also knowing that I came across someone who drew a lot of !ncest on their profile, they called theirselves a prosh/p.
And then you're telling me that there's apparently a whole another different meaning for prosh/ppers? Obviously, I am skeptical and already doubting you. Stop trying to make prosh/ppers look good lol, just fuck off. But I did some research and looking around, but I could not find anything that was good enough as an explanation or "solid proof". The wording of every post that I could find, just had insanely hard wording that I could not decipher or understand.
So, either somebody really fucked up with making the term prosh/p before having countless people associate theirselves with the term, and then say that prosh/p actually has different meanings, or..
Because if prosh/p actually had another different meaning to it, wouldn't it be already well known around many communities and on the internet in general?
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maipareshaan · 1 year
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Hbo spn this Hbo spn that, clearly Showtime spn was needed
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anna-coded · 2 years
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the ao3 2022 stats.............
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chocolatecakecas · 4 months
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ARE YOU READY TO ROCK?!?!
As we all know Dean is alive, happily married to the love of his life, and turning 45 on January 24th. Over the last 2 years we've thrown him one hell of a memorable party with thousands of your creations….so let’s do it all again!!!! And what better way to celebrate than by filling the dash with your wonderful creations, again!!!
On JANUARY 24TH celebrate by posting fics, gifs, amvs, art, graphics, poetry, edits, or anything you can think of to create, as long as it’s Dean-centric! Make sure to tag your content with #deansbirthdaybash so everyone can find and reblog your incredible creations and join in on the fun!!! And feel free to directly tag/mention me (#chocolatecakecas) as well!!! I’ll be checking the tags/my mentions all day to boost everyone’s creations!!! No experience necessary to create, and absolutely no pressure to participate! But remember reblogs are always appreciated! It’s just meant to be a fun little way to share our love for Dean and our content creators!
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fyodorloveclub · 1 year
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UNFORGIVABLE !
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pairing ↬ chuuya x fem reader
cw ↬ dark content, (i)ncest, alcohol mentions, reader is drunk, creampie, 18+ ONLY, MINORS DNI
notes ↬ this was supposed to be a short blurb but oh well ♡ once again written in a frenzy at 1 am and unedited sorry teehe
wc ↬ 1.3k
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big brother!chuuya who very kindly picks you up from your university formal because he's very overprotective and needs to make sure you get home safe. but you had gotten ready and arrived with your friends, so the first time he sees you in your stunning sleek black midi dress is when you're walking to his car at the end of the night, giggling with flushed cheeks and swaying slightly in your heels. he hops out quickly to make sure you get in the car safe without tripping, and is overwhelmed with how gorgeous you look -- despite your tipsy haze. and when you crash into him in an attempted hug, your tits pressed up against his chest and gripping the fabric of the back of his shirt, he feels things he knows he shouldn't.
as you arrive home, chuuya supporting you with an arm tight around your waist, your parents chuckle at the sight.
"what an amazing brother you are, chuuya," your mom coos, a tone of jest in her voice. "giving up your friday night to make sure your baby sister makes it home safe."
"just doin' my job," he says, looking at you adoringly.
"i'm not a baby, mom," you slur, falling against chuuya yet again. "i'm in college. doing grown up things."
she laughs and holds up her hands in defeat. "can you make sure she gets into bed okay, hon?"
chuuya smiles. "of course."
he leads you up the stairs slowly, and the way you're clinging onto him isn't helping the feelings he's trying so hard to ignore.
chuuya had originally planned on just helping you to your room and leaving to remove himself from the situation and quell the desire that stirred inside him, but as he sets you down on your bed and you almost tip backwards, it's clear he can't leave you to get ready for bed by yourself.
"nii-chan," you groan, tugging at his shirt to bring him closer. "can you help?" he stifled a cough.
"help you with what, hon?"
"can't get my dress off. too tight." to demonstrate you try to tug at the zipper of your dress, but your severely lacking dexterity made it impossible. "help?"
chuuya sighed, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath. of course you needed his help to get undressed right now.
"stand up and turn around then, love," he instructs, and you do as he says.
his fingers move deftly to the zipper and he's hoping you can wiggle out of it yourself once its undone and he can escape, because he is mortified at the arousal imagining you naked is causing. but of course he isn't that lucky.
you moan and groan as you try to pull the dress off of yourself, and its embarrassing. chuuya gives himself a pep talk before steadying you and offering to help. you smile wide and nod, blabbering a bunch of thank you thank you thank youuu, nii-chan's.
he slides his fingers underneath the shoulder straps and slowly peels the form fitting dress off your body, instructing you to hold onto his shoulders as he crouches down to help you step out of it. just as he dreaded, the only thing you had on underneath was a skimpy thong.
you stand there completely unashamed with your breasts fully on display as chuuya stands back up, throwing the dress over his shoulder.
"ok, hon," he sighs, busying himself with hanging the dress back up in your closet so as to avoid looking at you. "i'm gonna let you do the rest on your own, alright?"
"nooo," you whine.
getting back close to him, your naked body almost pressed completely against him as you start to run your fingers through his fiery red hair, chuuya is about to lose his shit.
"stay?"
"i need to go, darlin'." he tries to pry your hands off of him, but you suddenly have a death grip around him.
"stay, please."
and before chuuya can say another word, your arms are wrapped around his neck and your lips are on his. chuuya is only human.
he's kissing you back fiercely now, cradling your face with his hands as he dips his tongue into your mouth. you moan and now he's tapping the back of your thighs with a quiet whisper of jump so he can hoist you up, wrapping your legs tight around his waist. his lips stay on yours as he walks the two of you to the bed and lays you down gently, crawling on top of you.
"god, i need you, nii-chan," you whine, making chuuya almost growl.
"im right here, baby."
his hand slides down your belly before wiggling it under the waistband of your thong, the arousal he's been fighting all night finally taking over him.
he's kissing your neck as he rubs circles around your clit but you, ever the impatient one, shove his hand down further his fingers graze against your entrance. and he's not one to deny you anything right now. his ring finger slides into you with a surprising amount of ease as he realizes how dripping wet you are.
"fuck me chuuya, please."
it scares him to think about how easily the two of you are falling into something as dirty and unforgivable as this but god he would be insane to walk away from this.
"anything you want," he growls. "im all yours tonight."
he's leaned back off of you to unbutton his pants and yank them and his boxers off, his already aching cock hanging heavy between his legs.
your smile is lopsided as he hovers over you once more, and your alcohol-clouded mind is still playing catch-up when chuuya is sliding his cock inside of you. you yelp but he clasps a hand over your mouth.
"c'mon now, let's not let mom and dad know what you're letting your big brother do to you right now." you nod, and he releases his hand.
your legs find their way around his skinny waist again and he holds you tight as he pushes the rest of his cock inside of you, bottoming out.
"god, please, more!" you cry out.
chuuya chuckles before giving you what you want, pulling his hips back until the only part of his length left inside of you is the tip, before thrusting into you with full force. you hold your own hand over your mouth as you let out ungodly moans. you truly never thought the dick would be this good.
you quickly fall into a steady rhythm, chuuya nipping at the sensitive skin under your jaw as you gasp and cry out while he stuffs you full of his cock. you feel like a junky, you absolutely can't get enough, whining for more, more, more! and he happily obliges.
slick wet noises fill your bedroom as your beloved brother fucks you hard and deep, and your pussy spasms around him as your arousal is approaching its max. you could tell chuuya was feeling the same as his groans got louder and louder.
"want me to cum inside you, baby? want your big brother to fill you up?"
a string of slurred yes's tumble past your lips as he fucks you, and the way chuuya moans as he releases his hot cum inside you is enough to send you over the edge too, gripping his hair tight as your orgasm ripples through your body and you feel liquid trickling out of you.
chuuya presses one more long kiss to your lips, petting your hair before pulling out, almost feeling himself starting to get hard again at the sight of you laying all fucked out and blissful on the bed.
"thank you, chuuya-nii," you giggle and hiccup, tired eyes fluttering.
"of course," he smiles. then his eyes fall to the large wet spot underneath you. "now get up for a second, darlin'. looks like i gotta change your sheets for you now."
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truly-morgan · 8 months
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[Reincarnation AU, better chance next life]
Niecest | Mo Dao Zu Shi cw: incest + non-incest reincarnation 11-07-2021
[#niecest - better chance next life] (cw for, well incest, + non-incest reincarnation, canon-divergence)
the nie brothers had a type of love for each other they have learned quickly was not... usual for brothers. They had grown to love each other rather than simple brothers, and when they were old enough to realise it, they were also old enough to know no one should know (and they weren't young enough for it to be passed as some kind of possibly weird joke made by a child anymore).
The cultivation world did find a bit weird how close these two brothers were, but they partly assume it was only how they had grown up together without any other family. At the end of the day, they weren't exactly the weirdest and most peculiar duo out there.
Outside they acted as brothers and nothing more, simply showing a close bond that some might have.
But behind closed doors, they would indulge in the love they shouldn't be having.
It had been hard for nmj at times, believing he might have done something wrong for nhs to turn out like this too. He could have lived his life ignoring his strange love for his younger brother, keeping a safe distance.
but sometimes he wondered if he had influenced nhs in this kind of relationship if he had ever made any wrong step for them to end up here.
yet nhs would always reassure him with light kisses, telling him it had always been like this, that his precious da-ge had always been his most important. he would sweep away those worries with reassuring words, kisses and promise that he had truly not caused this.
everything was alright, secretly living their love behind closed doors, which they found restraining but couldn't do much about it.
Of course, sometimes it was hard, as nmj was still the sect leader, which they both knew he would need to eventually find a wife to have an heir. It was something they both knew would happen, so they enjoyed their time as much as possible.
little did they know that fate wouldn't even leave them that kind of time.
when nmj died, nhs made sure that his body would stay protected and never be touched by anyone else. He knew something was off about how his brother die, and he wouldn't allow anything else to happen to him. it was hard, truly, leaving all these years without his dear brother by his side, slowly scheming revenge for him, playing a huge game of chess.
he did try to find people to replace nmj, even for one night, but they never were enough, something was missing. they simply weren't him.
Then, once his grand plan was over, he tried living as best as he could, knowing now that nmj had been avenged. It made him feel better for some time, until he was back to how it was, avenging his da-ge didn't mean it would make him come back.
He had been tempted to ask for wwx help, after all, the man had made it once, maybe he could do it twice. But he wouldn't be able to go over the fact that he took away nmj chance at reincarnating. when he was on his deathbed, all he wished for was to have the possibility to meet him again in another life.
"Maybe we will be luckier this time..." was one of his last thoughts before dying.
century skip。・:*:・゚’★,。・:*:・゚’☆
Wu mingjue was sitting at his usual spot in the café, drinking some coffee as he was going over some notes for his afternoon classes. Yet his attention couldn't stay on that for long, his gaze wandering back to a young man sitting in a corner, focused on something he was drawing, drinking from what seemed more like sugar with added coffee than coffee itself. He had seen the kid at his college (most likely an art student by the look of what he was carrying around and what he was always doing, maybe the clothes too).
he had seen him around many times, yet he couldn't shake off the impression that... he had seen him somewhere before. Something in him simply wanted to walk up to him and talk to him, but he couldn't tell where this was from.
So he instead simply sat in another corner, nearly faking studying as he would observe the young man sitting at the other corner.
It had become a habit in the past three weeks, to come here every Monday, Wednesday and Thursday afternoon simply to see him. It was this feeling of knowing him from somewhere that he couldn't shake off.
But he also felt like if he kept going, he would look like a stalker, especially with how often he would observe him for a bit when he would see him in the college, often working on some drawing.
(also, he would lie if he said the young man didn't look attractive (his friend would even argue he has a small crush), he had a really pretty face and despite his fashion don't bring one wmj would ever wear, it was really fitting for him).
Yet, until now he had never been caught (yet one of his best friends did tell him it was creepy to do that).
He sighed when he realised he couldn't study like this and that he would simply look at the young man until he needed to go to class. he closed his laptop, taking another gulp of his coffee, throwing a last glance to the young artist.
Their eyes met.
It made him jump a bit, looking away immediately. he cursed internally, telling himself it look even more weird to act like this when the other man probably didn't even notice he was looking at him.
but if he did notice before then it would be weird and he didn't want to come across as creepy to the young man. Had he noticed how suddenly wmj was coming when he was here? How he kept on looking his way without really doing what he was doing?
it was really not good if he did.
He finished placing his thing back into his back, drinking more hot coffee before standing up to leave.
"Maybe I should avoid coming when he's here," he thought to himself as a way to fix this.
。・:*:・゚’★,。・:*:・゚’☆
Chen Huaisang had started coming to this café after it was recommended by a friend ("You can sketch people all you want, the staff won't bother you as long as you do buy something").
He ended up coming after his morning classes for lunch, enjoying the decor and how the va-et-vient of people was slow enough that he can sketch people to practice, but fast enough that new people would have to the possibility to draw. but there was something else.
or rather, someone.
He had noticed this other student who came here. He had seen him in school and sometimes, when he would come across this wide back he felt like running up to it and calling out to this person (he sometimes even had the ghost of a name on his tongue, but could never actually know what name he thought he wanted to call this person).
the man was seriously attractive too, hence how he also attracted his attention, but there was /something/ about him that seemed... familiar, like someone he really wants by his side, as if it was someone that /should/ have been by his side since forever. Looking at this wide back sometimes gave him a weird feeling of deja vue, but he knew it couldn't be possible.
He wanted to talk to the man, but he seemed always busy (or a bit grumpy too, to which he didn't want to make it worst). This weird feeling was enough to want to make him talk to him, but the man happened to be his type, how could he not want to talk to him?
so seeing him come to this café caused him to stay. even more, he notices how their schedule coincided. He knew the man would steal some glances his way ("Is he feeling the same as me?" he wonder more than once).
He couldn't tell either how many times he sketched this man, his hand sometimes adding lines he didn't really mean to as they didn't exactly work with his face, yet it came as tho it was supposed to be that (although sometimes he felt like he could draw him without even look at him).
hopefully, he wasn't too obvious when he drew him, although he had learned to be sneaky.
then one time his eyes met his when he looked back again, feeling a bit surprised that they had suddenly looked at each other at the same time. He decided to throw a small smile his way, even giving him a little wave to acknowledge him.
He was a bit sad to see him go.
Then he noticed how the other student seemed to avoid coming at the same time as him and it did somehow hurt a bit. Had he done something wrong? Was acknowledging him bad?
He instead tried to find other times when the man would come, always sitting a bit closer to the usual corner the man would use.
then one time, as they arrived at the same time, chs suddenly grabbed his sleeve lightly, the man stopping in his tracks, clearly startled that he approached him suddenly.
"Would you like to have coffee with me?" he asked with a soft smile a bit nervous that he would be rejected and that he mistook everything. the pause made him doubt, but then the taller one replied "Of course".
So they went in (wmj even suggesting helping to carry his portfolio and school bag) to get their usual coffee, sitting in the corner chs usually sits at.
It was the first time they ever spoke and stayed together like this, yet it felt like they were supposed to be there.
they both had the feeling they would be great together.
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I might add more to this weird AU of a better chance in next life. also, I hope the Chinese name doesn't sound bad I tried making them alright despite not being familiar with what are and aren't family names in china (and I didn't want to keep nie, since they aren't from the nie sect anymore and don't know each other either)
anyway, hope the idea does please some
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pervert older brother!izuku x cisfem little sister!reader cw: (i)ncest, non-con/rape, somnophilia, drugging, (forced) breeding, cum (lots of it), absolutely filthy dirty talk. wc: approx. 1.1k a/n: this is literal filth. please please please heed the content warnings. if it's not your cup of tea (because believe me, i can understand why, i'm not oblivious.) don't report, just block. mdni!! i do not condone ANYTHING written in this drabble. everything is purely fantasy. all characters are aged 18+.
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thinking about depraved pervert big brother izuku who just can't help it when it comes to you! it's not his fault that he's so attracted to his little sister. maybe it just means it was meant to be, yeah? i mean, why else would he be so attracted to someone he 'can't' have?
so don't put the blame on him when he acts on his lust for you that one night your parents are out of town. he tiptoes down the hall, stark naked, cock already throbbing n leaking pre-cum as he finally sneaks into your room. his hand is already on his cock the minute he actually sees you, sleeping in nothing but a little nightdress, knocked out in a deep sleep from the little pill he dropped into that cup of chamomile tea he had offered you earlier. it dissolved straight away, there was no way for you to know!
he has to stifle a moan, eyes half lidded n practically drooling as he fists the base of his cock, willing it to stop throbbing and leaking a trail of pre as he moves deeper into your room, closer to you. he's panting when he approaches you as you're asleep on your stomach. he reaches out to touch your hair, trailing down your shoulder, then your spine. he wishes he could see your tits, but for now, he'll take what he can get. his hand continues its trail down your hips, ass and thighs, all of which he squeezes and gropes in fervor. slowly, he pulls the hem of your nightdress up, revealing your pretty little pussy, which glistens in the low light of the room. he doesn't realize he's drooling until a glob of spit leaks down in between your folds.
in awe, he dips his index and middle finger into your folds, spreading your slick around to your clit and he sees your hips twitch. he pulls back quick in worry, but gets distracted rather quickly when he sees the trail of slick which still connects your pussy to his hand. without a second to waste, he dips his fingers into his mouth, silently moaning, eyes rolling back at the taste. he collects more to rub over his cock before looking back up to your face, which is smushed slightly against your pillow. he takes a few steps along the edge of the bed so that his cock is hovering right above your face. the lust, the possibilities laid out right before him, are endless, and it excites him to no end. he takes his cock in his right hand, pumping a couple strokes before pressing it down to your cheek, where he taps a bit.
slowly but surely, he takes to humping your face, hand flat atop his member, pressing down as the underside rubs along the skin of your cheeks, nose, lips and chin. (and occasionally, your hands, which he forms into a loose fist for him to fuck into) leaving a glistening path of slick and pre-cum across your body. he gets back to your lips, though, nudging your lips open with his tip as another surprisingly thick and large glob of pre-cum dribbles into your mouth. he ruts the tip into your mouth, against your teeth, even flicking the head against the inside of your cheek as well as he can manage before it pops out of your soft mouth, landing back on your cheek. once he's satiated from the heat of your mouth, he wanders back to your thighs. climbing onto your mattress and straddling the backs of your thighs, and just like he did your mouth, he taps his dick on your pussy lips, each drawback pulling a string of slick with it. that does it for him. something in him snaps, and in one quick stroke, he's fully sheathed inside of you, the skin of his thighs pressed tight against yours, balls resting against your clit.
that one first stroke is all it takes for him to cum. he cums in huge thick strokes, balls deep inside you, filling you up as he moans n pants n mumbles obscenities.
it doesn't matter. nothing matters, not how you'll react when you find out, or what you'll say, because you're still sleeping, and izuku's still impossibly hard inside of you. he whimpers a little shifting his hips while he's still inside of you, causing some of his load to drip out around his cock, despite the way he's stretched you out. there's simply too much cum to be held all inside of you. his dick throbs again, and he takes to quick little desperate thrusts inside of you, barely removing more than an inch before thrusting back in because he's just so feverish with the way your cunt gushes around his cock. he ruts into you like a fucking dog in heat, panting, back curved, head ducked and long green hair tickling the skin of your shoulder blades.
he lets out a moan so loud and lewd it sounds like he's in pain before continuing mumbling under his breath.
"f-fuckin'- take this cock. yeah, yeah.. ngh- yeah. you love this don't you? your older brother's cock inside your sweet little pussy huh? i know, i know its so big, yeah baby? feels so good raping you, baby. oh, god.. you're tight... wanted this for so long. been wanting it forever. always wanted my little sister's pussy. been dreaming of this, fucking my fist late at night for years knowing my sister would one day be ready for me. n now i have it. forever, yeah? forever. pussy belongs to me. was made for me. meant to take my cum. why else would mom n dad have another kid after me, huh? they just wanted to make sure i could have the perfect girl. n no one's more perfect than you, huh sis? no one. i'll breed you. fill you up with my cummies so you can't leave.. get you pregnant.. ngh fuck m'gonna cum again... agh-"
he cums again with a loud splurt, his load dripping onto the sheets between your thighs. it's everywhere, on his cock, your ass, his thighs, his pelvis. n he can only sigh dreamily, maneuvering you onto your side so he can cuddle up into you with his cock still pressed deep inside your pussy as he falls asleep from exhaustion, his adrenaline high gone.
and in the morning, when the sleeping effects from the pill ware off, he'll fuck you again. except this time you'll wake up, and he'll have to cover your mouth with a thick hand cooing at you and shushing you, telling you that it's okay if it feels good n that you were meant to be like this for him.
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ghostsgerard · 2 years
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86 cherriversary
the LORE:
July 5th is the anniversary of the infamous 86 cherries post. Which on the surface is just some silly story post that got a ton of notes (and got cross posted a ton). Then, in annoyance of my notifications, I believe on July 20th, I edited the post to say "cas is gay" which they next day (?) prompted a night where the desticule started edited their popular posts to say "cas" or "dean" or "cas and dean kiss" etc. Then on July 21st I wrote a fic based on the post out of spite and that also caused some reactions
links: | post | post with fic and addons | fic on ao3 | spn heritage post edition | original post edited | random burgatory edition |
So as the anniversary approaches, I thought I'd plan a party!
So July 5th is 86cherriesnatural day!
I'd love to see art/fics/gifsets/edits/shitposts about destiel and 86 cherries/fastfood/milkshakes/annoying customers whatever you want related to the post/fic
Tag your creations #86cherriesnatural
RULES
please no other ships besides destiel. however other characters are allowed and background ships are also allowed with exception*
tag all appropriate tw/cw's
tag nsfw as nsfw/minors dni/or mdni
minors do not create or interact with nsfw content
*No j*hn winchester or M*rk P!Lucifer. No *ncest/p*dophilia/w*nkline/casj*ck etc and if you ship any of those do not interact at all.
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orionsangel86 · 9 months
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A bit of a moan under the cut...
It's funny to be in this position where I follow a ton of SPN blogs, and a ton of Good Omens blogs, and so I get a lot of interesting hot takes across my dash.
It's fine for people to be critical, but I do find criticism of GO from SPN fans kinda hilarious and hypocritical.
"the writing was like bad fanfiction"
You did actually watch Supernatural yes? Even season 4 had its terrible fanfiction moments *cue trauma memory of Sam Winchester explaining "w*ncest" to his brother and shudder*
"There was no plot at all and it was all pointless."
Hmmm... reminds me of seasons 12, 13, and 14 of SPN
"The relationship reveal at the end was so stupid and clearly a crack ship from tumblr"
Yeah I was also really surprised when Dean and Crowley hooked up in Season 10.
"Neil Gaiman was clearly bullied into making them canon by tumblr, he absolutely hated fans asking if Crowley and Aziraphale were gay and in love back before the first season came out"
And? Why is him changing his mind (if thats what happened) a bad thing? What exactly do you think was happening behind the scenes at Supernatural regarding Destiel?
"Even if Neil Gaiman DID change his mind and decide to make it romantic, its still disingenuous and he's lying to you about what he planned with Terry Pratchett"
Sure. He could be. Funny how sometimes at some point people may see the light regarding their characters and realise that the story works better if they are together - at least Neil Gaiman was able to follow through, unlike Bobo Berens and Andrew Dabb who had their vision shat on by the CW.
Maybe he is exaggerating about what exactly he and Terry plotted out. He's protective of Terry's memory but clearly also painfully aware of how rabid the fans are and has gone a bit overboard in reassuring them. How many lies have you been told by the creators of SPN? How many times have Jackles and Mollins lied to you? Queerbaited you? Mocked you? Have you ever heard of a little thing called growth?
If you are gonna be critical about GO and Neil Gaiman, by all means go ahead. But DO NOT then sit there in the same breath and say SPN was better, that SPN had your back, or sing SPNs praises in any way.
Both shows have good and bad moments. Both sets of creators have lied at times, and tried to do whats best for their fans at times. Both shows are filled to the fucking brim with fanservice - at least GO didn't mock and ridicule its fans by either portraying them all as sad loser men, obsessive stalkers, or teenage girls who are a bit too obsessed with the sappier moments to be taken seriously. The fandom inserts in GO were older, wiser, calmer, and rather badass lesbians actually. I thought that was pretty neat.
I'm not even a huge Neil Gaiman stan, find most of his asks cringe (and often wonder if he picks out the cringier ones specifically to toy with and mock the fandom) and def find some of his explanations surrounding the origins of the GO sequel contradictory and nonsensical. Whilst he is a great fantasy writer, he isn't the best at screenwriting imo. He is also rubbish at comedy and needs support on that always. It is very clear to me that he has absorbed some of the tumblr mentality in his later years, as this is apparant to me in both GO and the Sandman, and yet, as someone who rather loves the tumblr mentality, I'm all for it. I think he is maybe trying a bit TOO hard to appeal to the tumblr specific queer community which can be alienating for wider audiences (i say this as someone who considers herself very much part of the tumblr specific queer community), and I do sometimes wonder if there is something a little bit disengenuous on his side about that, because, well, how much can an older cishet white man ever really understand the overly millennial/Gen Z queer majority AFAB leaning tumblr space? I do think some people have really got to crawl out of Neil Gaiman's ass because he is not your God. He is just a guy.
But I also think a lot of the hate thrown his way is unnecessary. A lot of people's gripes about him seem to be complaints that he is too wrapped up in tumblr culture. Which is an ironic criticism to come from tumblr users. If you hated GOS2 that's totally fine. But if you hated it and then proudly proclaim that "Supernatural did it first" "Supernatural did it better" or just "Supernatural was the best and Good Omens will never be Supernatural". Please, for the love of God, shut the fuck up. Supernatural was heavily influenced BY Good Omens, and the Sandman. Supernatural was so braizen in its stealing ideas from GO and the Sandman that it even stole one of the main characters NAMES.
As a long time SPN fan, any SPN fans ever claiming Neil Gaiman stole ideas from SPN is a fucking embarassment to the rest of the SPN fandom. By all means criticise Gaiman's work to your hearts content, but at least criticise it correctly and leave the hypocrisy at the door.
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blanketforcas · 9 months
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@ anon i accidentally deleted your ask lol but if you want to know why we're celebrating richard siken shipping destiel, there's some lore (cw w*ncest) you can find here
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maipareshaan · 3 months
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Any good Sam crackwhore fics?
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thegeminisage · 1 year
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4, 5, 6 for choose violence, any fandom, and 23 for spn!
4. what was the last straw that made you finally block that annoying person?
oh man it's just anytime someone says some bullshit about ace people. i was friends with two different people on here for years. one bad post and they got blocked with no further communication about it. like it's not hard to be normal about ace people, except apparently it is?? cmon.
5. worst discord server and why
the server i joined right after nov 5. speaking of blocking people i blocked like 90% of those guys because they were just generally so fucking unpleasant to be around. if you can see this while logged in i'm not talking about you, you're wonderful <3 if you're only seeing it because you're logged out you need to find some meaning in your life or something. get well. whatever.
6. which ship fans are the most annoying?
(cw inc*st) it's actually the anti-w*ncest people. do they count as shippers? i really hate to start a debate about this on my blog again but like. i'm usually fairly neutral about ship discourse or whatever when it involves two !!! consenting !!! ADULTS !!!, and for the record i don't do w*ncest, but i remember so specifically this trend where people would put "w*ncest shippers dni!" banners on their posts, and then when actual survivors were like "we don't like those banners because it reminds of us of the whole thing multiple times daily and no one tags for them," and everyone continued to use the banners bc it wasn't about protecting survivors, it was about virtue signaling. those people specifically fucking suck. also the people who made a blocklist and had on it people who had shipped it a LITERAL decade ago, as if tastes and personal growth cannot possibly happen in ten years. like i understand that it's well meaning but that is a witch hunt, it's not protecting anyone. please get offline for awhile.
23. ship you’ve unwillingly come around to
awww it's samwena. i still like them better as buds bc i strongly prefer saileen but i have come around to it mostly because of his mommy issues. their goodbye in s15 was something i genuinely enjoyed, i really loved their relationship all the way through and i think it would be hilarious if crowley was crushing on sam only to then have sam fuck his mom <3
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