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kpopscruggles · 3 months

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The Urge to Let Go - Anton

Genre - Smut

Word count - 3k 😭

Warnings - Mature Language, Sexual Themes, fembody, SwitchAnton, mentions of alcohol, footplay, cumplay, panty sniffing, receiving oral from both ends (in a car), anton is literally obsessed, jakesim is a vv small character, hint of cheating at the end(iguess),

Summary - Anton decides to stay alone at his family's vacation home for summer break away from college. Deciding one day too head and swim at the community pool he meets you. Holding back the filthy urges he has throughout those two days he soon has a chance to have you...he finally can't hold back the dirty things he thinks of.

lil sequel

He decided to go to the family vacation house instead of spending his summer with his family, and what did that get him? Nothing. Anton was already bored and if he would've gone home, he could've been bothering his brother or even his mom. An average person would just take the shit they had unpacked, repacked, and went home but Anton refused. Looking on maps he tried to find anything that could become a staple for the summer till he went back to university. Cafe? he did not want it, Greek restaurant downtown? highly uninterested, Community pool? He could go for a swim. Looked like the pool was his destination.

Upon arrival, he paid the simple five-buck fee and walked in. He watched the lifeguards' changing spots so the recent ones could have a break he assumed. Placing his things down he peeled off his shirt before pausing, glancing a bit higher than face view he saw you, your bare back as you climbed up the ladder to sit in the signature strawberry red lifeguard chair. The sunscreen giving your skin glow, the matching red one piece you wore that showed your figure, the sunglasses you put on to hide your eyes from the sun allowed the uncomfortable look to leave your face, a simple anklet shining in the sun, and the gorgeous red that painted the most pretty feet he had ever seen. Letting out a sigh he caught himself and turned away before you could realize he was looking.

Diving into the water, he felt a small refresh in his skin from how hot it grew under the summer sun and from how he started to blush once looking at you. Swimming around he thought it would relax him, though he could not bear but look at you again. He could feel his body growing warm again; he did not understand why you suddenly had such a strong hold on him. Was it the fact he had not found any female appealing in a while? meaning he had not gotten laid in a couple of months? Was it just the stifling air messing with him? How does the sun make you look? He had no clue. He wanted you; he knew that.

He began questioning himself, why he was weak enough to think about you in such a way. How he wanted to taste the mix of your skin and sunscreen. Your pretty feet too just run against his now growing package, his cock. Oh god. Looking around he immediately reached for his towel and climbed out of the pool, he needed to leave if you were going to rest up there for a good while. He wished he could speak to you but had no courage to do so.

He rushed himself to the restroom while drying his hair, he almost felt anxiety creep in as he questioned if you found him weird or seen him watching you. Getting in the opening of the pool he saw the restrooms, walking that was he noticed the cubby wall for the workers to put their belongings. Looking around he saw the concession stand was not open, so no one was in there besides him and anyone who could be in the restrooms. He felt disgusted with himself, but his cock was begging for him to do so, no. No! He was not going to do such a thing.

"Are you wanting something from the stand?" Anton jumped only to feel his cock do the same when he turned to notice you "I noticed you've been standing here for a while". He nodded because no words could leave his lips, he took a whiff of your perfume as you walked by. The simple coconut perfume everyone uses smelt so different to you. Walking to the concession he looked around; he watched you up close now. Your breasts practically fell out of the one piece you wore.

"Uhm just a lemonade" he muttered before hearing you chuckle then grab it for him. "Your voice is so quiet" you respond before he watches you take the two dollars from him. Oh, your voice, your giggles, he was already hooked deep. He just smiled back and took the drink, watching you close the stand then head back to the pool area he gulped, turning back to the cubby wall he lost it "Fuck this.". Walking to it he noticed the perfume...the yellow beach-themed bottle with the water-blue words "Tropical Coconut.".

Once mumbling the words to himself, he snatched the bottle and tossed it in his towel's folds. Once wanting to walk away he then paused one last time, he wanted to take everything, but he could not bear to let himself do such a thing. Walking out he got in his car and left. His heart pumping out his chest, but his cock felt some relief that he had something of yours. The drive home was so peaceful yet the shameful pervert in Anton's head was not afraid to remind him, but it was too weak to change his mind.

He pulled at the bit of chapped skin on his lips, his throat dry as he stared at the lemonade and then back at the perfume that sat dead center in the middle of the coffee table. His cock still begging to be touched but his brain was still too busy whirling around in circles to even think about how much ache he was in. A filthy pervert. That is what he was or at least what he was trying to call himself instead of a genius for the fact that once he smelt this perfume and stroked his cock, he would not have a care in the world. Holding the bottle now in his hands he looked at the spray nozzle, spraying it above him he took another guilty whiff. The smell now stuck in his nose, he chuckled, this was not a guilty whiff, it was a pleasurable one.

He sprayed it everywhere, his pillows now drenched in the coconut scent, the kitchen, the hallway, everywhere! Even in the hit shower, it lingered enough for him to grow eager once again. His hands took his cock which caused a hitched sigh to leave him. He chuckled once again at how he finally was going to get relief. He was going to paint the shower walls.

Stroking his length, he felt a tingle run down his spine, closing his eyes he let his imagination run wild "Oh baby~ that's it.". Moans after moans leaving him as his wrist allowed him to pick up the pace. His hips stuttered as he fucked his hand. "I-I'm going to cum..Shit I'm going to cum!". A whine left him with each rope of cum that left his cock.

He thought that was the end but smelling it on his sheets could not help but go repeatedly. Loud moans echoing his room at how sensitive he got from overstimulation. Wiping the cum from his stomach he sighed "You return the perfume tomorrow then she won't know a thing.". He had to repeat this in his head before falling asleep. He was not going to let his cock rule out his mind.

He wished doing such a thing was just as easy as speaking it, he once again faced to face with your cubby. Staring at where your stuff was yesterday, where were your things? For some reason he began to panic, he had to deeply think if he left it there would you think he took it? surely not. You'd think someone just borrowed it or lost it. Placing it in the empty cubby, he immediately turned on his heels and walked to the pool area.

He felt a shocking pain between his legs as he bumped into someone, looking up that tingle from his dick was now satisfactory to him. It was you, I'm so sorry, I wasn't paying attention!". look at you, so sweet looking while panicking. Holding himself together he nodded "I-It's okay, just a simple accident" He added before looking at the tote bag that struck him. He had to hold himself together and pretend he didn't want to beg for you to do it again.

"If you were going to the pool, they closed it because a kid got sick" you informed him causing him to nod "You could come with us though, we're going to the lake not too far from here". He couldn't lie, he was incredibly grateful for your friend and what he assumed you thought was her blabbering mouth. Seeing how you weren't too fond of this he felt bad at how needy he was for you and agreed. "Great just follow us." Fuck this was it.

Anton was now quaking once he got in his car and followed you, he was now going to see you in your comfort and relaxation which didn't seem like much but for him, it was fucking exciting. Once you park, he notices it was a small get-together with friends, and two guys who were already there were pulling the alcohol out of their trunks. Once again though, for Anton, they weren't the main priority. You were his only goal, no matter what it was going to involve you. Getting out he followed you and introduced himself to the others.

Immediately one person wasn't fond of him, Jake. Jake also was trying to get in your pants; Anton was far from intimidated though. If it was between him and Jake, then so be it. He wasn't going to lose when the prize was to swoon you over. "So, are you still going to be soft-spoken?" you chuckled making Anton smile "I'll try my hardest not to, hopefully, the alcohol will make me a bit louder.".

Grabbing a beer from the cooler he saw you smile "I can make you loud if I have to" you whispered before taking a beer yourself. Anton was stuck by your words, once again he was growing warm. If only you knew how much you had affected him. Taking a huge gulp of his beer he then sat next to you "You really think so?" he smirked. "I know so.".

The night went on and Anton could feel the tension between the two of you, the multiple beers you had before sharing a bottle was enough for him to get louder and more courageous for you. He could see on your face that you were enjoying him too. "So, do you stay around here?" the question caught him off guard a bit, Were you that curious about him? Was it a sign that you wanted to go home with him? "Yeah, I'm about ten minutes from here".

He watched your eyes widen a little before biting your bottom lip. Fuck, you looked so sexy when you did that. "Maybe we should ditch?" his breath hitched at your words. Nodding at what you said he then got up from the picnic table and took your hand. The others were too busy drinking more that they almost didn't notice you two lefts till Anton got the view of seeing Jake pissed. Anton couldn't wipe the smirk off his face.

"Do you live down here or just for the summer?" you asked as Anton responded with a nod "Yeah, just for the summer. My family has a vacation home down here, so I've been staying here.". He watched you nod as you listened to him, or at least he was. It wasn't until you ran your hand over his thigh "You seem like a sweet boy Anton...kind of wished I would've known you sooner." "You shouldn't let that stop you though, it's only the second day of summer and I could be yours all season if you want.". He meant that and he made it clear as he glanced at you one last time waiting for a response.

"Yeah? You'd be my all summer? I could do what I want with you?". Anton nodded at every question that left your lips, a shiver running down his spine at your tone. The way you talked to him like a lost dog was enough to put him in shambles. That cute giggle left your lips as your hand was now placed on his growing bulge. "I don't know. You don't seem needy enough.

Those words were enough for him to pull the car over, which caused you to glance at him like he was insane. Turning to you, he let out a shaky sigh, his eyes now glistening a little from needy tears "You don't understand how bad I want you, you don't know how much I've craved you since I watched you yesterday...I would throw all of my manhood out the door if that meant you'd touch me and treat me like your filthy mutt." This left you in slight shock and he could tell but didn't care. Taking your hand, he forced it to grip his semi-hard cock. "Please...I'll bet my life away.".

He watched a smirk form on your lips before you leaned closer, running your lips against him he whimpered trying to lean in for a kiss. "If I knew you wanted me that bad, I would've fucked you then and there". "So, make up for it.". Now you both were in shambles once you pulled his lips in for a kiss. His cock now twitched in his swim shorts.

Pulling away you chuckled against his lips before placing your finger at the corner of his mouth to try and wipe the lip gloss off, it being no use once he took your fingers into his mouth sucking on them while more moans left him. "I bet you love this. Knowing you're sucking the fingers that I fuck myself with." Anton immediately nodded as saliva now ran down the corner of his mouth. pulling your finger away you licked it up before pulling him back in for a kiss. Holding your leg, he brought your foot up to his clothed cock, a small whine leaving him "Please rub my cock~". The closest thing you had ever seen, you couldn't help but oblige.

"My feet too? you must love everything about me" You chuckled only to see him nod eagerly. Using your hand to pull down his swim shorts you placed your barefoot back on his cock, the precum being smeared with each movement you made. Licking the fingers he was once sucking on you watched him lean back in the seat, brows knitted together, and fingers laced in your anklet before placing a small kiss on your knee. "I-I think I might cum.." Chuckling at his breathless moans I pulled my foot away. "Lick it up" you added showing him the precum on your foot, and he followed exactly what you asked.

Licking up his precum he then kissed your ankle before you pulled away to crawl into the backseat. Your pussy dripping at how eager he was to follow behind you. Letting him sit you then pumped his cock "You want to cum? Hmm? You should cum down my throat. Would you like that baby?". Biting his bottom lip, he pulled you into a kiss while nodding "Mhm~ please let me cum~". You nodded before taking him into your mouth.

"Oh shit!" a huff of air left him as you felt him run his hand down your back and slip into your bottoms. You felt his slick fingers run against your anus; he must have licked them. You couldn't help but moan around his cock once feeling him push two fingers in your tight hole. "Anton~" Oh god you were moaning for him, moaning for his fingers to fuck you. Anton was already getting fuzzyheaded at your moans let alone your warm mouth take all of him.

His hips shuttered causing him to try and apologize but it was no use feeling the cushion of your throat against his begging tip. His stomach tightened, his breathing was uneven, his cock twitched from how much he was holding back. Anton knew he was going to cum at any moment. His eyes rolled back "D-don't move! Oh god!". the whine being the last spoken word before he filled your throat with cum and his bottom lip shivering with every breath he took.

Pulling away he watched you swallow it before pulling him into a kiss, the taste of his cum and your salvia now sending him into overdrive. Removing his fingers he moved your bottoms to the side "Lay down...". He leaned closer to your pussy, a sigh leaving him as he felt the warm creamy substance swimming through your slit. Looking up at you he smirks before licking his finger only after smelling your sweetness. He was going to devour you finally.

A gasp left' you once you felt his warm tongue against your clit, his soft eyes looking up at you while doing such sinful acts. He wanted you to know that he was here to please you and that anything you wanted he would easily do. Your fingers ran through his dark hair, tugging with each quick lap of his tongue. "Just like that... you're doing s-so good..." you sighed watching the windows fog as you tilted your head back feeling his tongue swirl around your clit. You felt a sigh leave him which only made you shiver due to his warm breath running up your soaked slit.

"Please cum on my tongue, please, please~" you couldn't hold back much longer hearing his begs for your release, gripping his hair tighter and practically pulling on it you felt your stomach drop and your release rush from you. You could hear every whimper, whine, and slurp from Anton as he licked you clean. Gasping you slowly began catching your breath as you watched him lick his lips clean with a smile "Feel good?". The confidence on his face only made you drip more as you nodded. "Best I've had" Now this had Anton blushing extremely.

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The summer went by in a flash, Anton was growing eager to come down to his last week and still not being able to be inside your pussy. He'd text you every night praising you more than any man has ever done, but when Anton came to the pool there was just no courage to speak to him. You could easily say the alcohol helped by getting you both comfortable but at the same time drifted you apart once the alcohol was sucked up and put behind the two of you. You could tell it was killing him inside when you acted like what happened didn't at all. He wasn't going to stand for it.

Waiting for you to close the pool for the day you turned to see him leaning against his car, trying to walk past him you failed as he stepped in front of you "Did I do something wrong? I didn't push you, did I?". You didn't answer and just looked at your feet before backing up at him "That's not it at all I just...It's an awkward situation at the moment.". "How is it awkward? We had oral sex, exchanged numbers, and still text like normal," Anton added while following you to your car, it was no use as he watched you just start the engine and drive off. He was fuming, he felt like he just wasted his time. Getting in his car he went back to his place.

The rest of the week he was packing his things and pulling his hair out at the fact that he didn't know what went wrong. He also expected that once he tasted you that would be it but no, it was far from finished on his end. Putting the last few things in his bag he knew he was going to see you again; he could feel it. It was a gut feeling he knew he couldn't run away from. He wasn't going to run away either.

Putting the last shirt away in his suitcase we looked at the swimsuit bottoms you had worn, he washed them and kept them for himself because you agreed he could. Taking them in his hold he sighed before smelling your scent on them still, he chuckled at how mind-boggling it was that was still possible. "I'll never get over your smell". Whispering those few words to himself he then zipped his bag up. Leaving the house he began his drive back to campus.

Arriving, he was getting a new dormmate, not that it mattered, but he was intrigued. "You are again.", Anton turned to see Jake bringing his things in, rolling his eyes at Jake he went back to unpacking "Awe are you hurt that she left you behind?". Anton turned to him "She didn't leave me behind". Jake chuckled "But she did, Anton hates to spill the news so quickly but she came back with me...She's mine. Anton chuckled "Just because she came back with you doesn't mean she's yours.".

Anton had no care what Jake had to say because as Jake was blabbering, he got a text from you. A text that made it truly clear who you wanted, and it was him. Anton knew you'd miss him too much just like he missed you. Jake may think he won but like Anton kept telling himself...When it came to you, he was always going to win.

I'm in town, you should come by my roommate's place, she's gone.

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ekktoplasm · 8 months

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Till we're sobbing, shaking, and clawing at the sheets

#one piece #roronoa zoro #opla #Till the paint peels off the walls #till he gets a sense of direction #till the one piece is found

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rusmii · 5 months

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my new assistant!

ෆ : hanako!dazai x nene!reader(fem.)

syp ෆ your ghost summoning doesn't quite go to plan...

cw ෆ ghosts(dazai), no mentions of suicide surprisingly, reiteration of half of the 1st ep but with you and dazai, bi reader lol

notes ෆ i love me the tbhk universe so i bring you guys whatever this is. should I do ep.2??? (THIS WAS RAN ON QUEUED AND NOT PROOFREAD!! expect spelling errors)

guys I keep disappearing from the tags..

"hey c'mere! have you heard the rumors about the schools seven wonders? well, there's one in particular. the seventh of the seven wonders. dazai the bathroom ghost. they say that he's taken on a human girl as his assistant."

"ughhnn," you groan. bathroom cleaning yesterday. bathroom cleaning today. bathroom cleaning tomorrow. scrubbing, scrubbing, and more scrubbing!

"you can do it, [name]!!" dazai cheers from behind you. "a little help, please!" you cry out. "nope!~" he grins from ear to ear as he disappears into his stall. "screw you!!" you scream, throwing the mop aside as you wailed.

"hey, c'mere! have you heard the rumors about the schools' seven wonders? you really haven't? oh my gosh! well, where do i start? I'll tell you the most famous one first. it's the seventh of the seven wonders, dazai, the bathroom ghost. she's on the third floor of the old building, in the third stall in the girl's bathroom. you can go there and summon her right now if you want. she'll grant you any wish, no matter what it is. but she'll take something precious from you in exchange. and you won't know what it is until it's too late."

you stood by the opening of the old buildings' bathroom, hands clutched tightly into your chest as you breathed anxiously. the interior of the bathroom standing wide and spacious, despite its narrow look.

you creaked slowly past the red stalls, each peeling from the worn-out paint. you sucked in a breath as you stretched out your arm, hand ready to knock on the stall door.

"to call her, knock three times."

knocking three times, the pliant wood echoed.

"and then say..."

"dazai! dazai? dazai, are you in there?" you stood, heart beat rapidly increasing as the sunset glooms through the stained window.

you held your palms together, head down as you shut your eyes. awaiting for what's to come as the door creaks open. you quiver in your uniform, the tension of it all made you sweatdrop.

slowly cracking open your eyes, you see the door slightly ajar. it's golden round knob staring right back at you. you trailed your eyes down to where the fingers appeared and froze in place as it gripped the edge of the stall.

it's voice sending alarms in your brains as you whimpered and looked away.

"hellooo~" its ghostly voice bounced inside the room— the door now swinging open. you opened an eye to see nothing but a toilet seat.

just when you breathed a relieved sigh, a hand ghosted over your shoulder as it made its presence known behind you. "okay. hearing things?-" — "you summoned me?"

you jumped back, and without another word, launched your hands into it. screaming when you saw that your hands went through its face. "no!" you ducked, covering your head as the spirit floats next to you.

"pfft-" a snort, then an onslaught of ugly cackles erupted.

'that sounds like a boy,' you thought, opening your eyes to view the ghost. without even realizing it, the spirit had floated around you and crouched down to your level. "what's the matter with you?~" it sneaks into your ear. — "wah!" you flinched and jumped up, scrambling back till your back hit the wall.

your face was just as pale as his was, 'i can see right through him..!'. you were damn near about to bite your nails off as you observed his appearance. such an old uniform—those look like arms!— "are you a ghost?" you asked him, fear in your tone.

his smile made you nervous, "i prefer... apparition," he says as he flies over to his toilet seat, sitting on top of the tanks lid. "or the seventh of the seven wonders of the school. dazai, the bathroom ghost!" he had one leg up, a cheek resting on one arm as he introduced himself.

now holding his cap, he smiles, big. "i'm delighted to meet you~."

"wait- are you saying that you're dazai?" you asked, in huge disbelief that this twink looking guy was dazai. the girl in the bathroom. not a boy!

"yeah! you rang?" he gave you two piece signs, swinging a leg up while he was at it. "i'm not stupid!" you yell, fists in a tight clench as he held his strikingly weird pose. "and where's your bob haircut and red jump skirt?!"

"well, uh. that's not really the look i'm into these days!" his piece sign pose never ending. "these days?!" you screeched. "anyway.. mind telling me who you are?" he asks you, "i don't understand. you look like a boy..." an unwarranted comment, but dazai decides to answer nonetheless.

"that's because i am a boy. believe me, i'm just as bothered about that inaccuracy as you are," he shrugs his shoulders, "but the rest of what you've heard is true."

a white floating ball came into his hand, "i will grant your wish and collect a payment that i see fit."

"so what is your wish? please don't tell me you came here unprepared.." — "why are you in here?" you ask, completely ignoring his question in favor of shock. "what kind of pervy ghost chooses to hunt the girls' bathroom?"

a moment of silence, and dazai suddenly teleports back into his stall. "okaaay.. we're done," he moped. in a panic, you took back what you said, "i take it back! you can hunt any bathroom you'd like!- and i think that it's cool that you're a boy!"

dazai stopped in his tracks, "you think i'm cool??" it was like flipping a light switch. suddenly dazai had a notepad and a pencil, ready to jot down anything you say. "in that case, tell me your name and what is it you wish."

'he got over that fast...' you sweatdropped. you raised your hand as you happily announced yourself, "my name is [name], and i'm a first year in class A! my wish is that the person i'm crushing on will like me back as much as i like them."

"...[name], got it," dazai whispers as he writes down your name, along with the word love written next to it. "and you're asking for your love to be returned? what's the guys name?"

you pulled out your phone to show him a picture, "everybody calls her kouyou. she's a second year and way smart. she's that girl who's so cool but still nice to everyone," you explained. "a her, huh?" dazai noted.

"one time, i dropped my pencil case, and she picked it up for me!" you swoon. "i see~" dazai stares at your phone, with an interesting look on his face. "easy enough!" he claps, "consider your wish granted!"

"are you serious?!" you lit up. "wait, how does the wish grant thing work from the toilet stall? do you use a special item or something?" — "i do," dazai starts digging into his pockets. "the one i carry works wonders!"

you eagerly waited for him to pull out his special item, "will you show it to me!?" — dazai let out a little giggle before pulling out a worn-out old 100 methods of love: this is love edition, "voila."

a damn how-to-book.

you put your palm facing forward and shook your head, "nu-uh." — "eh- hear me out!"

dazai sat himself on the windows ledge, "if i use my power to help you, we'll have to do an equivalent exchange," he waves the book around. "and if i'm making a human heart- do something that's not natural, the price is going to reflect that."

you stare at the waving book, "trust me, this is much safer," he finishes. "hold on," your brows furrowed, "what if i'm okay with any price?"

"oh? are you?"

he threw the book aside and started flapping his arms, "i'd say sorry! i don't have tools that advanced!~" — "you were bluffing?!"

you stood in thought, 'but.. maybe i should try..?- i mean, he's a ghost who grants wishes. he must know some tricks!- i can't be the first person to ask for help in the love department!!'

oblivious to your high hopes, dazai reads aloud, "method number 78. find creative ways to impress him with your skills." dazai shuts the book and turns to you, "let's show you off! what are your talents?"

time passed, and you two were out in the garden. "where are we?" dazai asks. "the best place i could think of to show what i can do, the schools student garden!"

you huffed as you plowed the soil. "i'm the garden club superstar!-" dazai looms at the sight of dirt, "-why are you looking at me like that?! i can grow flowers too, y'know!- i'm feminine and delicate!!!"

the trees move as the wind whisks past them, the sun never fully setting just yet.

"that's why i joined." as the wind blows behind you, the strands of your hair framing your face. your head was leaned atop the tool, your voice nice and calm than what it was earlier. "a boy i once liked said he was only attracted to girly girls, and i noticed there were lots of them in the gardening club."

dazai stayed quiet, "i was also learning how to cook and sew at the same time. figured once i mastered all three skills, i'd tell him how i felt."

a leaf blew by.

"how long did you like him?" dazai finally pops a question in. "since right after i started junior high.. i only told him how i felt last month- it took me three years to do it, but.."

the paper bag you clutched tightly to your chest was feeling heavier than usual, and your uniform tightened as your heart raced.

"hold on-" the guy in front of you says, his undoubtedly awkward smile looking down on you. "-you're saying you like me? do i even know you?" what came out as a rejection, turned into a mean compilation of words.

you were shocked to the core, "creepy.. sorry you're just not my type." he shrugged his shoulders, "i'm not into thick daikon legs."

daikon legs... daikon.. daikon......

you shoved your face into your palms, "that was a month ago!- i'm completely over it, and i'm a completely different person now!!" — dazai didn't believe a single word that came out of your muffled mouth, "i don't believe you." — "well, you should!!!"

"i'm totally obsessed over someone else now," you say, "once that guy sees that someone like kouyou loves back, he'll regret ever turning me down."

"is that so?" peeking through your hands, you see dazai smiling at you. "so, anyone to do?" — "huh..?- no, mr. smarty pants. i want kouyou! don't pull any funny stuff." you wave him off.

dazai finger points you, "are you sure?~ because something tells me you don't know very much about this girl." — "yes i do..." — "then answer this question. what's her full name?"

a stretch of silence came across the garden. "oh! look how big this worm is! bet mr. carp would like to eat that!" — "that's what i thought," he sighed.

he handed you a blank tag gift, "here."

"a blank tag gift?" you questioned, "yep," he replied, doing that stupid two piece pose again. "write a sweet message! then give it to your girl with something you grew!~ i call this move, operation present!"

"creative title..." you mutter. "i tried things like this before. i need magic!-" — "-you haven't tried exactly this on this day, have you?" well, you couldn't really argue with that.

dazai makes a heart with his fingers around his eye, looking straight at you. "make the most of what you have now," his view of you encased in a heart, "let your hard work work for you..~"

©CHURUAI ;;; don't steal, plagiarize, or repost my works

rbs and comments appreciated <3<3

#guys why does anime have so much dialogue #didnt finish writing the rest of the ep cause i got lazy #chuuya fic coming out soon; might be shorter than this #dazai x reader #dazai x you #dazai x y/n #bsd x reader #[⋆⋆⋆] — runi's works ♡

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little-emerald-snake · 7 months

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Kinktober Day 7

Shower Sex - Sebastian Sallow X F!MC

🔥NSFW 🔞 MDNI

1.1k words

Sebastian held back a laugh, pressing a fist over his mouth when his wife had come home from rescuing beasts with Poppy. She was caked in mud from head to toe, a scowl on her face as she spotted Sebastian trying not to laugh at her.

She sighed, shutting the front door and stomping her way into their bathroom where she opened the glass shower door and stepped inside, not bothering to take her mud caked clothes off. She watched as a snickering Sebastian came into the bathroom, watching her turn the water on.

She let the hot water run over her, the drying mud beginning to loosen and slide off of her clothes in wet clumps. She breathed a sigh of relief and began peeling her clothes off and rinsing them till the mud was washed out. She tossed her rinsed clothes over the side of the shower door so she could hang them after getting out.

Sebastian smirked, leaning back against the door frame as he watched her slowly revealing more skin. A small blush painted across her cheeks as he stood there watching her clean off her mud caked skin and clothes. “What mess have you gotten yourself into, my love?”

She allowed a small smile to decorate her lips as she tipped her head back, allowing the hot water to flow through her hair. “Well, Poppy and I were in a puffskein den, and in order to get there we had to crawl under a thorny bush. Unfortunately the mud under it was much deeper than we’d first thought.”

He chuckled, admiring her naked skin that was finally clean of all the offending dirt. She blushed a bit darker, turning to him and meeting his eyes with a sultry look. He smirked, sliding his clothes off and stepping into the shower with her, his hands sliding around her waist as he stepped behind her, pulling her against him.

He pushed her hair aside, craning his neck down, placing warm kisses on her bare neck. A light moan rose in her throat under his lips, causing him to part his lips and gently scrape his teeth against her pulse point.

Much to her dismay he pulled away, leaning down to squirt her shampoo into his hands before bringing his fingers to her locks, using gentle massaging fingers to scrub at the grime in her hair. His fingers created bubbly suds as they massaged into her scalp.

A small moan fell past her lips as he worked his fingers against her scalp. He slowly worked the suds farther down to her tips, taking gentle care in soaping her hair. Once he was sure his job was thorough he pulled her close to the water, tipping her head back and letting the water wash out the shampoo.

He carefully slid his fingers through her hair, aiding the soap in making its way out of her hair and down the drain. Once all the soap was out of her hair he turned her around, her soft lips tipping up into a smile as he pulled her close to him. “Oh love, you’re gorgeous.”

She tilted her head upwards, her soft lips being captured by his as his hands went to her waist, fingers gripping her tightly. Her own hands coming to wrap He kissed her passionately, rolling his hips against her, swallowing a soft moan from her lips.

She gasped into the kiss which caused him to push nudge her backward against the tiled shower wall. Her warm back met cold tile, forcing a shiver up her spine. His kiss deepened, his tongue meeting hers in a fierce battle as his hand urged her leg up and to the side, spreading her sex open for him to grind his cock against.

He held her in place, the reddened, engorged head of him sliding against her swollen clit, assisted by the hot water running between their bodies as he swallowed her delighted moans.

He pulled away from her mouth, still grinding his length against her sex. He licked a hot stripe up her neck making sure to land at her ear. “You want me to fuck you right up against this wall, love? Want me to take your perfect little pussy while you hold the shower head against your little clit and scream for me?”

She melted at his words and he chuckled. Turning her around to face the wall before reaching up and pulling the hand held shower head down and handing it to her. She put one hand on the tile of the wall and held the shower head in the other hand. He nodded for her to hold the shower head against her clit and she followed his instructions, moaning as the gentle jet of water rushed against her sensitive bud.

He smirked, placing one hand on her hip and one on her lower back, helping her arch her back and hold her ass out for him. He used his other hand to line himself up with her entrance, pressing the head of himself against her slit. He groaned at the feel of warm water between her legs as he pressed into her heat.

As he pushed into her he moved both hands to her hips, holding her hips tightly. She moaned as he slipped into her pussy, the water against her clit felt so good, as he stretched her open. “Fuck, love. You feel fucking divine stretching around me like this.”

He thrust all the way inside of her, her wetness accepting him greedily. He thrust hard into her, his hips snapping against hers quickly, the angle felt perfect for both of them. The blunt head of him hammered deeply, directly against her g spot, his hips picking up speed as her walls contracted around him. “You feel so good, just like you’re about to cum on my cock, love.”

She cried out, his perfect thrusts and the water pressure against her clit tipping her over the edge. The spasming of her walls around him drove him ever closer to his end, his head tipping back as his fingers dug into her hips, leaving small bruises in her soft skin. “Keep holding that shower head right against that clit baby…I’m so close. Gonna fill you up so full baby.”

Her moans bounced off the tile walls as her legs shook in pleasure, over stimulation causing her limbs to shake violently. Her spasms wrecked him, dragging him over his edge as his hot cum coated her walls. Once she was sure he’d finished twitching inside of her she dropped the shower head as her wiggly limbs gave up, sliding herself down the wall to her knees.

He slid out of her as she sank down, chuckling as she caught her breath and calmed her fucked out nerves. He collected the shower head and cleaned them both up before toweling off and wrapping her up in a towel to carry her to bed.

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🅲🆁🅴🅴🅿🆈🅿🅰🆂🆃🅰 Story??(Eyeless Jack)

DISCLAIMERS!!!:

All head-canons well be represented in my writing (Unless paid to do otherwise)

I am very new to writing on tumblr

There will be generally dark themes/mature language in my work

I may be willing to do NSFW writing (Warning: I do not have any experience whatsoever) Before you ask, yes I am of age, I’m just a loser

(You are exploring abandoned buildings for your youtube series ;also, I’m listening to house of 1000 corpses by Rob Zombie, if that adds to the experience) Also what he looks like in my head-cannons (Without mask and very quick 12 am doodle)⬇

Click! The green light on your camera begins to blink, signaling that you are filming. You shuffle around in the leaves to get in view, zip up your coat and gently wave at the camera.

“Hey guys! I know it’s been awhile since I last filmed but there have been quite a few brutal animal attacks in the area …. And I wanted to wait till that died down before I came all this way.”

“So getting off that topic, Hey everyone! I’m currently about two miles away from the main road exploring this beautiful house built in 1924! Abandoned in 1994 for unknown reasons… maybe we will find it when we head in?”

You make your way to the decaying front porch, camera now in hand.The exterior is in relatively good condition for being abandoned for 30 years. The only flaws being the sad porch, a lack of front door, paint peeling and a cracked widow on the second story.

“Alright enough stalling, I’m heading in!”

You carefully make your way on the porch making sure there is minimal falling through . Making your way in the house, noticing the door was not missing but simply was on the floor. The area was oddly quiet, but you did not think much of it due to the video.

“Oh! There's the- God, it stinks… uh, god, wow, well, I guess something gone and died in here… I don’t think I want to do this anymore”

You recall the 12 cases of horrid mawlings, the questionable photos. Mixing with the smell, you could die at this point. Leaning towards the wall, gagging on the stench of rotten flesh. Till you hear something on the second floor. You for some reason must be the dumb girl in the slashers and investigate for the video of course. You stand back up straight, covering your nose and make your way through the debris.

“Ya’ll better be glad I love you all.”

You step over all the gunk that is carelessly decorating the floor.

“God, I hate this”

Luckly or unluckly the stairs were straight from the door. The stairs seemed to squeal at every movement.

“I hope this doesn’t kill me”

The closer you got to the top the more ghastly the smell got. The higher you went the more apparent that the house was indeed furnished with blackened blood. The noises ceased.

At the top there is a short hallway that seems to lead to two small bedrooms. The blood trail leading to the one on the left.

“I really hope it’s a racoon or something…”

You managed to quietly make your way to the door and peek through the door.

“ Oh my god, what the actual-” You mumble.

Through the crack of the door you seem to see a man. He was in all black, facing away from you hunkered over a decaying deer corpse.

You begin to hyperventilate.

“Oh god, oh fuck, oh god, what the fuck.” You begin to whispershout.

He stands up and grabs what seems to be a blue mask.

“HOLY SHIT!”

You drop your camera. Stand in shock then frantically try to run.

“God, Fuck, Why do I do stupid shit for 114 subscribers?”

He manages to grab you, causing you to fall down the stairs. Then proceeds to drag you up the stairs to the room with deer.

Panting as you lie there on the floor, fearing. Him standing over you, motionless and silent.

“Please, please”

You begin to cry. You are sure this is the end, laying on the floor with a masked man hovering over you covered in rotten deer.

“ Please, I’ll never come back, I swear, please”

(I realize now that this will need a part 2, So comment if your interested)

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moumouton4 · 8 months

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Shower Sex || Utakata x reader

A/n : Prompt 19 of the Smutember 2023 ( It has been so long I wanted to write this 😍 )

The list of promps is HERE

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Warnings : no mention of gender for reader, mention of morning wood, hand job male!receiver, shower sex, wall sex, kinda rough sex, 18+ READERS ONLY and wrap it before you tap it

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Word count : 890

He usually wasn't the one to fool around when he got his daily training to do. And it bothered the heck out of you when you wanted to share a moment of intimacy with him in the morning. He’d always get out of bed discreetly in the morning, after giving your forehead a quick kiss, before going to run some miles and strengthen his skills. He couldn't say that he didn’t think about it some mornings when his hard morning wood pressed against the fabric of his usual attire. Maybe staying just one morning couldn't hurt right ? But each time he wanted to give in he couldn't shake the unease with the idea of his training. What if something happened and he wasn't enough to protect you ? What if you got hurt because he decided to miss his training to… have sex.

His face blushed today as every other day when he longed to be one with you first thing in the morning. Reluctantly he left to train with the idea of coming back home later to take a good shower and maybe, just maybe relieve the tension that had built up in his body. Little did he know that you too had a little something to say about this.

Eventually he got home after 3 hours of training and doing whatever was needed for him to get stronger, in the forest. His bare feet padded across the wooden floor as he headed towards the shower. Once there he undressed before standing under the warm stream of water that had already started to cover the mirrors in mist. He was surprised about the persistence of his hardness that didn’t waver the whole morning.

But he got even more surprised when he heard you enter the shower “Erm… I’m already inside” he said in his usual tone, despite being flustered.

“Oh I know this. That’s in fact exactly why I’m here” you mused as you walked closer, slowly peeling the clothes off your skin. Once you were completely bare - and because you knew he didn’t mind it - you grabbed the curtain and pulled it open, revealing your nakedness to his already aroused mind.

“Y/n- what are you-” but he didn’t have the chance to finish his sentence that you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him in for a long and passionate kiss. As his already wet body pressed against yours, it left no doubt that he was ready for whatever was to come. Your hands trailed down across his well sculpted chest until your fingers found their way to his hardened member. He gasped in your mouth as he unconsciously pressed his hips into your palm. Gosh he loved when you cupped him like that.

You gave him some firm and confident strokes, knowing exactly what felt good to him, until he urged you to stop “P-please ghh I don’t want to… to finish in your hand” Hell no he wanted to come deep inside you and paint your walls with his seed, but he was way too composed and reserved to say that.

He then took charge and turned you so that you were facing the wall. He swiftly entered you from behind, groaning at how tight and wet you were. You are so addictive once he is inside you and till this day he wonders how he manages to stay composed and go train when he can just fuck you the whole morning right after you woke up.

His hands grips the bar of the door as he pressed you harder against the wall as he pounds into you. Your screams and lewd noises echo in the whole tiled room. He knows from your whimpering that you wanted this really bad and that he should think more about indulging in this kind of routine more often than not “I… love… you… ahhh” he moaned, his breath fanning against the shell of your ear, as he emphasizes his words with even more powerful thrusts. He is really close. And so are you.

Before you both can even see it coming you fall over the edge, as you climax in unisson. His mouth eagerly finds yours as his cock pulses and shoots white ropes of pleasure inside you. His tongue is soft and languid against yours as if he poured every last bit of strength in his last thrusts.

“From now on…” he breathed in “I want to have you everyday at 8 am in this shower. Call it a part of our daily training ?” he asked, faking some kind of self-confidence he didn’t particularly have in this field, but you could detecte some mischief as well.

“Alright then. How can I refuse such an offer ?” you said, as your body slumped back against his caring arms. He kissed your forehead lovingly as he spoke again “I’ll never pass on those precious moments with you anymore” he stated genuinely.

And you didn’t know it was the way his arms clung around your or if it was the determined tone in his voice, but you didn’t need him to repeat himself, you knew he meant it from the depth of his heart. These moments of intimacy were precious and from now on he wasn't going to trade them for anything in the world.

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