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aqoilaq · 7 months
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needy gojo does stuff to me.
sub!gojo, gn!dom!reader, mentions of sex (overstimulation)
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"i wan' you.. please?" satoru whispers into your ear, his tongue tracing your jaw, nibbling your ear. he was terribly spoiled. he knew you were gonna give in eventually, i mean, how could you torture him like that? he desperately rutted into your ass from the back, filthy whimpers sounding directly into your ear as his lips traced down, murmuring nothings into your jaw and neck. sneaky hands reached out and crawled up your body, "need you to make me cum till i cant even fucking breathe anymore." he whispers in your ear.
gosh you were done for.
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jessreilly19-111 · 2 months
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Thoughts on my new dress??
Rate my dress 😈💋
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the-grimm-writer · 1 year
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Keigo with a cute little bunny darling he can't help but chase around. It's just so cute, watching your pretty eyes go wide as you rush away from him. Your nose twitching and ears drooping as you try to decide if this was a good hiding spot or not.
He just can't resist. You make him feel like a big bad predator. How can he not feel tempted to run after you? You have to know it's in his nature to hunt.
And he takes his time with you, his feathers already located where you are, now he's just taking his time. Watching as you get your hopes up, thinking that you can run off to safety, but before you can even take a step your pushed back.
There's a wide grin on his face as he asks if the rumors about rabbits are true, because he's going to fuck you like it is <3
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woahjo · 4 months
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hmm maybe making out w/ armin after a tequila shot? i wanna see him lick the salt off his hand 😭
YAY thank u for sending something <33 and ooohhh jesus what an image.... yeah that's good.
cw: alcohol, dubcon (they're both drunk), this is kinda sweet idk
there's something going on with armin. between you and him. you're not sure when things changed, but they did, and now you find that you're unable to revert back to the way things used to be. there's tension, too thick to cut, that has swelled beneath every interaction you've had for the past few weeks.
your friend group hangs out a lot. eren likes to dance and armin likes the company of hosting. tonight, everyone's gathered at armin and eren's place. you, armin, eren, mikasa, connie, jean, sasha, even reiner made it out to see you all for a few minutes. there's an excited social air about the group, charged with some sort of anticipation that you feel every time one of them approaches you.
the music playing in the apartment is loud and sasha has just bounced off with mikasa in tow to find eren in the living room where he's sitting eating leftovers from yesterday next to the speaker. you're alone at the kitchen counter, sitting in that moment just before your loneliness becomes awkward.
"hey," armin comes up next to you, a haphazard smile plastered across his face, "take a shot with me."
you make a face. "what kind?"
armin's lips curl up in a smile. it's the kind of grin that makes him look mischievous. he wears it a lot when he drinks.
"tequila," he says, laughing to himself.
when armin drinks, he gets bubbly. the positive part of him comes out in droves and he seems to have less reservation about wearing his heart and affection on his sleeve. it's infectious and you find it hard to say no to him, harder now with the way he's looking at you though blonde lashes. plus, you like being alone with him. you always have, but lately it's been so charged that you can't help but be enthralled when it happens.
his cheeks are flushed a light tone of pink and the color drags across to the tip of his nose. you imagine that his face is warm, the way yours might be after the drinks you've had, and you feel that syrupy tension creep back into the interaction as you think of it.
you sigh, taking the bottle of shitty tequila from the counter and filling two empty shot glasses with it. you're giving him an exasperated look while you do it, like he's just begged you for hours to do something and you finally gave in.
armin tilts his head down and gives you a smile so uncharacteristically sleezy that it could drag across the floor. it's still charming though. his mess of blonde hair, strands stuck to his forehead, and the sweet countenance he has about him makes sure of that.
"you're so easy to please," you laugh as you slide armin's shot towards him.
he eyes it for a moment before grabbing a salt shaker from the wet counter top, not seeming to care about the mess he'll have to clean tomorrow from the house party. you watch as he smiles lopsidedly at you and then licks the space on the back of his hand between his thumb and wrist, sprinkling the salt over it. you copy his movements, holding out your fist with an eye roll as he loosely shakes the salt over it.
there are some precut lime slices on the counter, likely from someone else doing the same thing before the two of you, and the tequila is so shitty that it needs whatever help it can get. it's like gasoline, but you're young and broke and tequila is tequila. it works towards the same purpose.
then, armin smiles again at you and raises his eyebrows excitedly.
"ready? go."
you watch, a bit mesmerized as he lifts his wrist up to his lips and licks the salt from it, dragging his tongue against the soft skin of his hand before bringing his shot glass to his mouth and tilting his head back. his blonde hair moves with it, shifting backwards and momentarily exposing his forehead. you follow suit almost immediately after, watching him over the apples of your cheeks.
you're vaguely aware of the fact that he's also watching you, but armin's presence is so comfortable—so desired—that you don't particularly feel observed in any intrusive way.
the shot burns going down. yeah, it's gasoline and you put the lime in your mouth and bite down with furrowed eyebrows. you make a face and armin laughs at you in a way fitting of his friendly manner. so effortlessly charming, so sweet. he follows suit, raising the sour fruit to his mouth and biting down, still wearing that silly little grin.
you smile and armin mirrors it, coughing lightly before settling with the taste. you're alone and the air is so charged that you feel it on your skin. armin takes a step forward and your skin prickles delightfully. it feels so effortless to you, something that exists between you two that makes the flirting easy.
you don't have to wonder if he's going to kiss you. you know he is. armin is shy, but he's been drinking, and weeks have gone by now inching closer and closer to this. people say that you shouldn't hook up with your friends, let alone one of your best friends, but when it's this easy and with someone as sweet as armin, it's hard not to ignore that advice.
he leans in a little, reaching up to touch the side of your face. then, he furrows his eyebrows as if to double check that you're really doing this. when you don't pull back, he puts his lips to yours and you immediately reach up to touch his face.
you pull him closer, inhaling and pressing your body against his and snaking your hand into his tufts of blonde hair. your mouth parts to let him in and you feel his tongue snake across yours. he tastes like lime and the aftertaste of tequila, and something else, something slightly sweet and human that you attribute to his breath.
armin's free hand comes to rest on your hip, tugging you lightly into him. you feel the way his face heats when he does, warming like he's blushing and something in your lower stomach pulses with need. every confident action, every swipe of his tongue, is followed by something bashful. an equal and opposite reaction that leaves you endeared and hungry.
you gasp a little when he knocks your body lightly against his.
"sorry," he breathes against your mouth, not pausing in his movements as he chases you. he sounds breathless and needy, but also genuinely apologetic for his eagerness. you give into him further to quell the anxiety.
you're not sure how long you spend like that, pushed flush up against each other's body. armin's hand roams up the underside of your shirt, his fingertips grazing your warm belly while you snake yours under his to touch his bare back. you only separate when you hear someone clamoring up from the couch and making their way to the kitchen.
the two of you separate quickly and you swipe your bottom lip with your thumb as if that would hide the swollen look of your mouth. armin adjusts his shirt and clears his throat as jean rounds the corner.
he looks between the two of you, standing an awkward foot away from each other before he scoffs lightly.
"sorry to interrupt," he says with a whistle and armin lights up like a switchboard, his ears turning red.
he let's his head fall when jean leaves, leaning against the countertop and looking back up at you with an embarrassed, sweet smile.
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new-gurl-on-the-block · 5 months
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A little more lewd than I normally post…
Enjoy! 😘
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georginaweasley · 1 year
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Top Sebastian Faces that make me go UwU & feral
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leviismybby · 5 months
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Did Isayama ever state that Levi stopped eating after Erwin's death and that the cloak Levi wears in season 4 is Erwins?
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cherryxblossxms · 10 months
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Diavolo loves dressing up his lover in pretty jewelry. He loves seeing shiny gold, the same as what adorns his horns and forearms, laying across your skin and complementing your features. Seeing his colors on your skin feeds his possessiveness, makes him feel like he has his claim on you. Of course, he likes to mark you in other ways, bite marks and hickeys and cumming across your skin, but this is a nice option for more... public claims. He's also partial to the way the light catches on the jewelry, particularly when he's fucking you hard. It's almost hypnotic, watching your jewelry swing with the force of his thrusts, and it's easy for him to get lost in his movements until you're begging him to slow down, ease up, just any kind of mercy as he pounds into your sore body. But he can't help it, he just adores the sight of you as you're underneath him, sweat and gold shining together as he moulds you to the shape of his cock over and over, the most beautiful sight he's ever seen.
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baileeeysbrainrot · 1 year
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SEND ALL YOUR FAVE GOJO X READER FICS TO ME!!!!!!
hello hi!!!
i currently have a FERAL NEED to consume ALL THE gojo satoru x reader fan fiction.…..fuck, at this point, i’d literally pay for one, specially made for me.….i’m really down bad for this fictional man, aren’t i?
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kelin-is-writing · 1 year
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why do my thirst thoughts have so many notes wait what the fuck -🎃
p.s. whatever you do Don't imagine dabi grinding on you in public, telling you to keep quiet or you'll get caught as he puts his hand down the front of your waistband 🤭
BECAUSE.
YOUR THIRSTS ARE GOLD I’M TELLING YOU!!!! GOLD!!!!
AND LOVE EACH ONE OF THEM!!!!
THAT BEING SAID—
DO NOT ask me, please, to not think about dabi grinding his hard on against my ass (if this is what you meant of course 👀) in public and whispering “keep a straight face doll or everyone will catch on...”, in a deep, hoarse and husky voice, laced with lust, desire and mischief. your cheeks flushing a deep shade of red as his arm surrounds your waist from behind, keeping you in place, while grinding the bulge inside his pants against your ass and pressing his hand on your lower abdomen, groaning in your ear rasply as his lips brush on the spot right under your jaw before they go to close around your earlobe.
OR—
when you two sit side by side at the LOV’s bar, talking with the others, spending an overall good time chilling; then suddenly his hand dropped on your thighs which well... is normal, you two are together after all, but then his hand started to slid up your thigh getting under your skirt, index and middle finger pressing against your clothed cunt rubbing long your slit slowly a few times before he moved aside your panties and buried his digits inside your heat. you pulling back your lips with a muffled whimper, trying to not let out a sound as a cocky smirk was curling up his lips “keep it cool if you don’t want them to know and see me making a mess out of you...”, dabi whispered leaning towards your ear and biting it with a low growl, fingers curling against your walls, dragging along them slowly.
AND THEN he would grab your leg with his free hand pulling it over his thigh, quickening the pace of his fingers inside your pussy making your breath hitch behind your sealed lips, eyes wide and clouded by pleasure as you slowly melted against the back of your seat under his amused and aroused gaze.
when you come all over his fingers with a deep long sigh as your head dropped on dabi’s shoulder and breath heavy, a sly smirk on as his lips resting against the crown of your head while explaining to toga that you simply had drank too much, while you held onto the collar of his jacket biting your lower lip, wanting and yearning more of his touch.
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044safterhours · 1 year
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oh no, I got back into star wars again oh no
[EDIT (28/03/24): I don’t write for Star Wars anymore.]
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new-gurl-on-the-block · 5 months
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Here’s another semi-lewd one 😘
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monsterinmyboxers · 1 year
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1 fic of the 10ft blue man?? maybe readers apart of the metkayina clan and the reader has to teach the blue man the metkayina ways then some of the spicy happens 👀
I’ve been stalking everyones page waiting for someone to put him in their asks. 👨‍🦯
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⠀⠀ newcomers.
pairing. jake sully x top metkayina male reader.
author’s note. can na'vi get goosebumps
content. acquaintances to (?), neytiri is somewhere but she ain't here, handjob, blowjob, deepthroating, throat bulge, sir kink, size difference, lots of talk about spit, cut short because i got lazy.
you had been assigned by tonowari to help jake sully learn how to be metkayina.
now, at first, you would complain. but, once you got a closer look at jake, you'd quickly change your mind. your eyes drifted over his body, paying special attention to his thighs, his hips, and his arms. you could imagine yourself grabbing them, pulling him close, holding them while you fuck him.
eywa, you can't be thinking of these things.
though, you may not be the only one.
jake noticed you, in the crowd as he arrived, out of everyone, you stuck out. not because of your looks, but because of your demeanor. your gaze was piercing, your build intimidating, everything about you was assertive yet calm, something he liked.
it made him wonder how you would be like if irritated, if angry. and maybe, just maybe, he would find out soon.
you heard a familiar voice, ears twitching as the man you've been fantasizing about walks to you. he seemed to pause once he realized it was you, though recovered quickly. "where is olo'eyktan?" he would ask, bringing two of his fingers to his forehead and down, the physical gesture of 'i see you'. you'd copy this motion. "olo'eyktan will not be here to teach you. he had to attend to the tsahìk."
a nod is given, jake showing he understood.
first, you would start with breathing techniques.
"breathe deep, from here." your hand would rest just below his ribs, pressing firmly against his skin, causing goosebumps to develop along his arms. your touch was warm, warm enough to heat his entire body. "focus, jake. breathe." you interrupted his thoughts, jake immediately following your orders, as if his life depended on it. you took note of that, keeping your palm where it was.
his chest rises and falls, your eyes watching his every move. it made him feel almost, vulnerable. and fuck, he liked it.
once again, you snap him out of whatever daze he was in. "are you taking this seriously." despite your relaxed tone, the words spoken made it clear you were annoyed. and for a mere second, he considered saying no, just to see what would happen. "yes, yes, of course. i just, ..there's a lot on my mind." he looked to the ground, before two fingers pressed on his jaw, guiding him until he looked back at you. "you must focus. do not look away from me."
shit.
he'd try to focus, he would, but once your fingers started moving, he couldn't. you would attempt to teach him sign language, but all he could see was your digits. they were thick, long, and moved so confidently, skillfully.
"jake." his heart began to beat faster, eyes slowly looking into yours. his pupils had widened overtime, irises thinning. his ears were pressed against his scalp, with his jaw clenched. anyone could tell he was distracted, and you could only assume it was by one thing. you.
silence would surround you both, your fingers grabbing his chin, thumb running across his lower lip. "..is this what you want?" he nods, but you didn't seem satisfied with that. "yes.. please."
now he was on his knees, stripped naked, hand wrapped around your cock, and drooling onto it to make it slick. wet strokes are given, even wetter kisses placed on the head. though, he was hesitating to go any further. he has thought of doing this many times before, yet didn't have any experience with it. he wanted to savor it, but didn't know how to do it properly. "deeper." you mumble, hands running through his dreads, tugging them harshly to get your point across.
a moan escapes his lips, "yes sir, sorry sir." he doesn't even remember the last time he called someone that. ever since he became toruk makto, leader of the omatikaya, he's never had to, unlike his military days. but, you seemed to bring back that side of him, who would listen to every order spoken by someone who was seen as his higher-up. and similar to every other thing you do, he loved it.
his would take your tip between his lips, forcing himself down until you hit the back of his throat, making him gag. tears gather in his eyes, now pulling off to cough. "jake, you are going to hurt yourself." he gulps, confusion written all over his expression. "i, i thought that's what you wanted." you shake your head, the grip you had on his hair loosening.
"stop thinking." a shiver runs up his spine. "just open your mouth. i will do all the work." he does as told, tongue lolling out of his mouth. he listened so well, and to think he used to be the one giving demands. "good." your voice was low, and despite how he just barely heard the praise, his thighs rub together; desperate for stimulation.
you grab the back of his head, grasping onto the base of his kuru, a whimper leaving him before your dick slips between his parted lips. and jake would do nothing, merely leaving his jaw slack for you. your pace was slow, considerate, allowing him to adjust to your size piece by piece. halfway down, and droplets had collected at his eyelashes, then left streaks trailing along his cheeks once they fell. your free hand gently caresses and wipes away the dried tears on his face. it would calm him, just enough so you could reach into his throat, only gagging slightly as he takes you deep. so deep, that you could see yourself bulge from his neck. that same hand would move to touch the protrusion.
an almost gurgled sound came from him, dull nails digging into the skin of your calves, spit pooling at your balls. eventually, you let him off, his own saliva covering the lower half of his face with strings still connecting him to your cock. swallowing, jake looks to you for instruction, mouth wide open. and again, you guide him back down onto you, groaning at how his throat clenched around you every time you thrusted in, and how he nosily sucked up your pre-cum every time you pulled out. he was getting more into as time went on, actually putting in some effort instead of letting you take full control, yet his eyes crossed as if no thought passed through his brain.
you wonder, how long will it take to break him?
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babiexiao · 1 year
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expand on it. please.
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since you said please i guess i have to say it now :/
g... gojo... gojo n thigh fucking.... GOJO AND THIGH FUCKING. i justdhhehd i just think he would... do it while you're looking into a mirror tbh :/ but he'd make sure you came at least once so your cunt is already messy. likes to feel how your body goes weak in his hold when his cock presses through your folds from the back. likes to watch the head poke out from between them in the mirror. he. he likes it messy. i think he's part of the leaky tip gang. paired with your wetness n how long he edged you for it's messy.
messy and sloppy. sloppy slick sounds every time he pushes his cock back and forth and it's embarrassing how arousing it is. i think he'd be full of praise tbh, a lil pussy drunk too. pussy drunk and thigh drunk (it's a thing now).
"thaaa's it baby, fuck. use me. yeahh, jus' like that." puts his hands on your ass to help you move your hips ohhh my god... gives it a couple of slaps that hurt just right. pushes your face into the mirror when he gets closer to his high. with how big he is, he'd probably end up pushing your entire body against the mirror while he ruts against your thighs :/ his body flushed against your back n your front flushed against the cold mirror. probably has his hand tangled in your hair as he holds you down and finishes with a louddd groan.
thrusts his hips into your thighs a couple more times to properly milk himself. cums so much it's all over the mirror and over your cunt and thighs. just spreads your legs with ease so he can see the mess he made in the mirror and taps his softening cock against your pussy before sliding it in between your thighs n cunt again and makes you close your legs again and andnadndn it jsuttt. twitches.. once he feels... yoru thighs... againmn.. and just... oh my goddd okay eyahH ENOUGH!!!!
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akayna · 25 days
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Friday night with nothing to do 😜
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donnieisaprettyboy · 6 days
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me: ugh im literally in love with arthur morgan
my fiancé:
me:
my fiancé: that’s okay, if I ever had a chance with brennan lee mulligan I’d take it
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