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wiryuu · 8 months
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shuchu · 10 months
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nsfw, minors dni
yo okay also i keep having thoughts about cockwarming shu and alban
you would suggest to them for you to cockwarm them while they do their work. they would both hesitate for a bit but eventually agree.
so when you slowly slide down on their length, they groan softly from how warm and soft you feel.
as they're working, you can feel their cock twitching inside you and their faces are flushed. they would try so hard to resist the urge to just buck up into you but the feeling of you wrapped so tight around them just makes them unable to focus on what they're doing.
eventually they'd give up trying to resist.
shu would ask you, "babe, can i...can i move? please?"
you'd slowly move up and down on his dick but shu can't take it anymore so he'd wrap his arms around you and start thrusting up into you wildly, moaning your name.
"ah-! y/n! y-you feel s-so good!"
alban would just put his keyboard to the side and lay you down on the table to fuck you. you'd moan loudly and claw down his back while his dick hits that sweet spot of yours over and over again.
"oh fuck fuck fuck! you feel so fucking good. i couldn't hold back anymore..."
good lawd i'm so down bad
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tiyi-cuso4-5h2o · 1 year
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brisquad-unit-4402 · 4 months
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hey guys the sonny brisko brainrot is hitting again.
the type of mf to pass by the bathroom and hear through the door that you’re showering. look. he’s not some kinda freak that’ll just walk in for the sake of walking in even if you’re close to him.
but also like, it’s been a busy few days and neither of you know when it’ll calm down. it’s gotten so hectic that you only find time to shower in the evenings once you’re home and able to relax.
the sound of the water drowns out the sound of the door. he returns ten minutes later and you’re none the wiser.
once you step out of the hot water, you shiver as the air chills you. and when you reach for your towel, you’re pleasantly surprised that it’s just as warm. you sink into it as you finish your routine and get dressed. even so, you hold the towel close, fluffy and toasty and freshly thrown in the dryer to get that perfect comfy feeling.
there’s only one person in the household that could’ve dried it and snuck it back into the bathroom before you got out. he doesn’t even act prideful about it when you ask. “it’s whatever,” he says, cutting up some veggies for dinner while one of his shows plays softly on the tv. “it’s just nice sometimes, it’s not a big deal.”
but it is! you want to yell. it was sweet and i love how attentive you are and you’re so caring to me and quit being humble dammit!!
you just lean over his shoulder instead. let your body rest over his. a hug without hands, half of a nuzzle. comfortable contact.
the silent appreciation is what makes him do it again a few weeks later.
he makes a habit of this, often enough that you can tell he likes seeing you happy but not often enough that you can predict it.
however there’s also a 25% chance that when he takes the towel while you’re showering he’ll say “nice ass” and leave before he can hear you rip him a new one even though he really wasn’t looking. shithead
✧. ┊ masterpost ✧. ┊ kofi
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redbeersake · 7 months
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Finally added the Xsoleil members to my growing Nijisanji EN bean series!
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savisavichan · 1 year
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nijisanjiEN log
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lmsobad · 1 year
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i christen my tumblr with vchubas
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cenpede · 6 months
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Oldge vtube sketches from my not so secret side acc lolllll
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celestiaras · 5 months
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prt 2, vtuber trend with misc vtubers (photos not mine)
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battampria · 1 month
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RANDOM STAMPS
instead of being the productive, good person im supposed to be, i made stamps based off some things because im so drained and dead..
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all stamps i make are f2u unless stated otherwise :P these take less than 5 minutes LOL
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thechaoticplayer · 3 months
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which nijisanji en members do you think are dom/sub/switch????
SHEESH ALL OF EM AT ONCE LETS GO
Luxiem
Vox: def dom, he loves being dominant but he may occasionally (with a shit ton of convincing) be sub
Ike: switch because I can def see him being assertive towards you, but like he said hed rather give hugs than be so rough and mean so hed probably be a service top, but hed def also let you have his way with u so yeah switch
Luca: dom but sometimes sub because listen hes such a sweetheart it's hard not wanting to dom the shit out of the big man but usually a dom
Mysta: alr bro I give this man switch bc he definitely has the determination to prove hes not a sub but he usually a sub
Shu: dom hed definitely be rough but also pretty sweet with you and wouldnt mind being sub if u wanted
Lazulight
Finana: sub I literally cannot see her being dom i apologize
Pomu: hmmm, I'm thinking switch with her she just gives off switch vibes
Elira: dom bc sheeeeesh
Obsydia
Petra: sub to be expected of
Selen: switch
Rosemi: sub bro def
XSOLEIL
Hex: 1000% dom that man is dominating
Kotoka: hmmm dommy feels? She feels like a dom to me
Meloco: switch fr bc I can feel it in my bones
Ver: dom man is the student council president ofc hes assertive
Doppio: dom hes a delinquent who does what he wants hell yea
Ethryia
Nina: dommy mommy status I give her top
Millie: switch I feel like shed be the bratty type to take what she wants
Enna: also a switch bc she a sassy one
Reimu: I bestow upon u a sub
Noctyx
Uki: switch but usually sub
Fulgar: switch bc I recently found out he IS ONE
Yugo: absolutely a switch
Alban: sub boy he literally cannot daddy
Sonny: service dom but wouldnt mind being sub
Krisisis
Wilson: submissive bitch but would occasionally dom
Zali: likes to be dom but wouldnt mind being sub
Vanta: dommy boy
Claude: switch
ILuna
Aster: sub boy but sometimes dom
Ren: service dom fr
Scarle: switch vibes
Maria: sub girl
Kyo: switch boy for sure
Aia: switch but sheesh she acts like a dommy mommy
And yeah that sounds about right to me :D
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wiryuu · 9 months
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commission!
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milkayart · 7 months
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the boys…
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punskina · 8 months
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pretty purple boys
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brisquad-unit-4402 · 5 months
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cuddling to sleep with noctyx
i’m back in my sonny brisko appreciation (non-parasocial) arc. but did i ever really leave?
tags: gender neutral reader, achillean reader in uki’s entry (no f!reader x uki), established relationship, fluff, do not enable me and my sonny delusions i had to cut myself off so hard here
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🎭 Alban Knox
he sleeps on his side most often and usually faces you for the warmth
it explains why his definition of “comfortable” is pressed up against you, resting his head in whatever nook he finds along your body. his legs tangle up with yours and then tumble out of the way in the middle of the night
but uh, doesn’t explain how when you fall asleep and he’s still awake, he places one of his hands around your cheek
he doesn’t move it. his pinky curls around your jawline, a thumb close to your lips, slightly parted as you rest. he’s worried if he moves it’ll stir you awake
so he stays put, letting your heat sink in through his palm as it frames you. every pore of your skin. the color on your face dyed in the dark. the soft lashes over your closed eyes
he counts the latter until his own are fighting to stay open as well. when they do he always loses track of the number, but he, admittedly, sheepishly, wishes he could admire them with full attention
when you wake up it’s to alban’s slumbering face, always the second to wake after you, and his gentle grasp connecting you together, still with that hand resting along your cheek
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🐑 Fulgur Ovid
he claims he’s not a romantic and doesn’t like to be touched often. which is true; you doubt he even owns a pair of rose-tinted shades
for the most part affection is expressed through quality time and acts of service rather than physical touch. night is one of the few exceptions
he doesn’t know how but he can’t get comfortable without your head resting on his chest like a pillow
he tries to rationalize it by comparing you to a weighted blanket, or how some nights when he takes off his limbs to get comfortable it’s like you’re making up for his metal weight. phantom ease rather than pain
it’s strange. it’s the most peaceful moment of the day. he doesn’t know how to handle it when it feels so effortless. aren’t you only supposed to feel this way after a grand gesture?
a human heartbeat travels up his throa2, and rather than anxiety, it's calm. your leg wrapped along his cold skin eases him and he doesn't understand it. you slow him down when he's used to living in a whirlwind
his brain is always set to analyze but this may be one of the few times he wishes he could shut it off. instead he savors it as you both drift off, and refuses to bring it up when he wakes up
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🔗 Sonny Brisko
above all else he prioritizes learning what you like, what you want, how he can put you at ease even though he’s so unsure of himself and what he’s doing
you’ll have to reassure him but eventually he’ll come into his own. and when he does he still keeps your preferences in mind while making himself at home
he likes bear hugs, his cheek up against your back as you spoon, keeping his arms around you like a precious treasure
he doesn’t stay still. you can feel him rub circles along your back, searching down for your hand, giving it a squeeze and unconsciously rubbing his fingers along yours as he nuzzles closer to your nape
his favorite way to cuddle is with your head in his lap, drifting off while watching tv or his games
if he has a free hand it’ll be by your head, playing with your hair if you’ll let him, and giving you tons of headpats
he gets nervous when you look back at him but the small, dopey little smile on his face is too adorable to ignore. especially once your eyes close so he can lean over and kiss you on the forehead without any shame
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🔮 Uki Violeta
uki is someone that loves the feeling of being relied on and relying on his partner in turn, so of course his heart soars when you rest your head on his shoulder for a midday nap
especially when he can feel the grip on your interlocked hands loosen as you fall asleep. he looks at you so fondly once you drift off
he’ll lean his head on yours as well, if he can, letting his body relax as he does. he loves nuzzling and he loves indulging in it
as he presses his head to yours he tries to commit to memory the warmth of your skin, the gentle rise and fall of sleep, your soft scent…
your scent is especially comforting to him. it's human to the core with the slightest hints of where you've been. he’s already planning how to steal your shirt once the day ends because it’s too damn cozy and he never wants to let the moment end!
this is one of the rare times where uki forgets his stresses. all that matters is making sure this angel has the best nap possible
he doesn’t let go of your hand, even though his grip is soft. a manicured nail traces along one finger, soaking up the texture of your skin, and once you wake up with him fast asleep instead, you may just recognize the outline on your hand and cheek in the same shade as uki’s lip gloss
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✧. ┊ masterpost ✧. ┊ kofi
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akunya · 1 year
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"a lending hand."
pairings: sonny brisko x m!reader
summary: oh no! im stuck and i cant get out and my big, sexy brother is home alone with me! whatever shall i do.. tw: INCEST, mindbreak, size difference, manipulation. NONCON/DUBCON, dacryphilia, RIMMING, degradation, dirty talk, feminization(?), etc. notes: this was a lovely commission from someone that requested more sonny-nii! i got a bit too into it and wrote way more than i was expecting. they gave me permission to share it with everyone, yay!
commission info is here , this fic is incredibly perverted so.. just a warning.
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truly, honestly, from the bottom of your very heart — you didn’t mean to get stuck underneath the bed with your lower half sticking out like the most predictable homemade porno in history.
but, alas, you did.
you were stuck, and as embarrassing as it was to have another person see you like this, you needed help.
trying to reach for something underneath your bed was clearly the wrong choice. fingers stretching, eyebrows furrowed as you extended your arm as much as it could go. “..come.. on..!” you sighed in frustration, laying your head down and accepting your fate before the door creaked open.
“y/n? are you alright? i heard the bed creak—.”
sonny couldn’t finish his sentence, freezing at your doorway. “sonny! that’s you, isnt it?” his eyes raked over your poor, helpless little body. his breathing became ragged, licking his lips.
“oh.” was this.. a dream? his adorable little brother, the boy who invades his dreams every night, sprawled out and bent over for him? the blonde gulped, his body feeling warm. wearing those slutty little shorts you insisted on, you barely left anything to imagination for the poor man, the slim fabric showing a perfect outline of your ass. so innocent — so slutty.
clearing his throat, the eldest spoke up. “um, what happened, little bro..?” sonny tried to speak as innocently as he could. he started to move a bit closer, hovering over you eerily quiet.
you looked so small like this.. bent over on the floor, ass in the air. he knew that his stature compared to yours displayed a significant height difference, but this made his head spin. “i-i was stupid, tried to reach for something that fell behind my bed, but ended up stuck in this thing. i can’t seem to pull myself out, it’s too tight. do you think you could help?”
your room was met with an uncomfortable silence.
thoughts ran through sonnys head. “was this.. okay to do?” his inner consciousness fought relentlessly, eyes staring at the door then back at you. he shouldn’t— he couldn’t! you were his little brother, and sure, even if you were older now, that didn’t excuse him being a pervert! he should just help you out and excuse himself to his room like he always does, right? yknow, the right thing an older brother would do?
the breaking point, however, was when you had shimmied your hips, trying to find a position that was less painful on your knees. your shorts had angled themselves in a way that sonny had a full view of your dick, peeking through the fabric, small and innocent and inviting.
he needed to have you. now.
it felt like forever had passed, until you cleared your throat. “big bro? i asked if you could—“ your sentence was cut off by the harsh slap on your ass, emitting a surprised yelp from yourself as sonny sighed. yea, this was obviously the correct choice. the skin was already reddening from his rough hand, making you wince in discomfort.
“ive always wanted to do that.” his laugh was shaky, smiling to himself as his palm began to sting from the impact. his heart felt as if it would burst in his poor little chest, letting his other hand slap the other cheek. “ow!” you wailed this time, head bumping against the bottom of the mattress as you tried to instinctively get away. but you couldn’t — you were trapped in sonny’s grasp. sonny was strong. he had to be, given his line of work and title, but you never really learned the true extent of it until today. the officer couldn’t help himself, fingers grabbing onto the waistband of your shorts and pulling everything off, your bottom half exposed.
“god, look at you, little bro. your body is so perfect. we’re you waiting for this the entire time?” you stood silent, speechless at what was unfolding. even if you had shook your head ‘no’, sonny wouldn’t care, quickly giving into his own perverse desires. of course you did this on purpose — why wouldn’t you? it was too perfect of a moment not to be planned out beforehand. the slutty little outfit, your parents not being home until tomorrow, and sonny having the weekend off. how considerate of you, to think of your creepy older brother like this. your ass looked so inviting, the blondes mouth started to water. his intrusive thoughts won, shuffling closer until his mouth was mere centimeters away from your little hole.
“wait, s-sonny, you can’t!” you tried to squirm away, sonnys hands gripping your thighs to keep you in place; not that he needed much help, with the mattress sandwiching you. moaning, your toes curled in pleasure as your brother began making out with your asshole, groaning and huffing behind you. it felt beyond dirty, your sounds only spurring him further, tongue delving past the tight rim of muscle as he closed his eyes in pure bliss. it was every perverts dream, after all.
his skilled tongue slurped obscenely in your hole, your cock pitifully leaking tiny spurts of precum from how dirty this all was. it felt humiliating. having your ass eaten as a guy was one of the least things you’d expected to ever happen to you. sonnys face was flushed, eating as if he was a starved man, lips and chin glossy with spit. everytime the man pulled back, he just delved right back in, your resolve stripping away with every flick of his tongue. it was so sloppy, some of his saliva even dripped down your taint, a trail dripping onto the floor. the older man groaned, furiously pumping.. was that his cock? fucking into his hand, sonny gave one last smooch to your hole, pulling away with a sigh. your cock twitched, whining at the loss of touch as your hole fluttered around nothing. you were aching, core nearly on fire with how badly you needed him — someone, anything to fill you up, as shameful as it made you feel.
for better or for good, the blonde was impatient. smirking, sonny popped open a small bottle of lube, the click making your heart drop. was he..?
“b-big bro, this isn’t funny anymore, okay..? just help me out of here, please?” you spoke up, voice shaky without a single threat in them. i mean, what could you do? you were in sonnys hands now, and no one was coming to help you for hours, lower half exposed and ready for the claim. sonny hummed in response, a hand tenderly caressing your red skin, thumb cheekily slipping into your hole.
“of course ill help you out, y/n. i never said i wouldnt.” sighing in relief, you wiggled your ass, trying to squirm and get yourself out. unfortunately, in sonnys twisted mind, it looked as if you were teasing him even more. he took his thumb out of your ass, instead teasing the gaping hole with the tip of his cock. practically growling, his hand spanked the soft skin of your behind, shuffling to get even closer to you.
fucking slut. “..i didn’t say id let you out right now, though. be good for me, won’t you?” you didn’t even have time to process sonnys words before he slipped inside you, gripping your ass as he let out a loud moan.
“fuck, oh god..” the officer cursed under his breath, eyes closed from how blissful your walls were clenching around him. you sobbed softly, at least thankful that being stuck here meant sonny didn’t have to see how pathetic you looked — not like it would deter him from his goal or anything. “you’re so tight, i can — hah! barely move, fuck!”
the squelch of your lubed ass sucking his cock in made you cringe, sonny losing himself in the erotica of it all. taking off his shirt, he pulled out, granting you a moment of relief before he slammed back in again. “s-sonny!” you tried to get up again, hitting your head hard against the metal frame of the mattress, but sonny didn’t care. he couldn’t find it in himself to give a damn. you were so smaller so tight, so pliant in his hands. the blonde showed no mercy, pistoning into your poor body with little grunts of appreciation.
full. you felt so, so full. it wasn’t a surprise sonny had a big cock to match his big stature, but god, you swore you could feel him in your tummy as he abused your little hole. before you knew it, you were moaning now, desperate little whines of pleasure as sonny rammed in that spot that made you see stars for the first time in your life. “b-big bro.. slow.. nnh..!” sonny chuckled, spanking you again to add to the other countless times today, cock twitching inside of you. the wet plap of skin against skin did nothing to help your brain, slowly turning into mush with every stir of the blondes dick.
“you like this, don’t you, y/n? getting fucked like a girl? yea?” you whined loudly, the coil in your stomach only growing tighter and tighter because of sonnys filthy words. you were positive you wouldn’t be able to sit after this, from the way the older man fucked you as if he wanted to make your insides remember his shape. drooling, your legs were wide open, wanting more of the sickly pleasure he was drowning you in. “sonny, o-onii, i cant—!”
god, maybe sonny should’ve pulled you out from underneath this mattress. he licked his lips, so badly wanting to shove his tongue in your mouth, trap you in a mating press like you deserve. hissing from how tight you clenched around him, sonny extended his hand to squeeze your cock, relishing in the loud cry you let out. “come on then, little bro! i know you can do it. cum for me.” his voice dropped low, his pace unforgiving on your poor little body as you came with another yell, thick seed pooling below. seeing you cum all because of him was enough to send the pervert into his own frenzy, quickly cumming after you. his load spilled deep inside, sighing in relief as you groaned.
your body fucking ached, bruised and sore everywhere. you didn’t even have the strength to keep your knees up, only held by sonnys strong hands as he coo’ed at your pitiful state. don’t worry, little one — your big brother would take care of you all weekend long.
“ill let you out now, okay? then, we can go for round two.”
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