Angels Paradise

୨ 𝓙𝓙𝓚 𝓦𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝓑𝒍𝒐𝒈 𑣲 𝟏𝟖+ ୧ SEMI-HIATUS

[all-with-angel]

♡ㅤ ❛ 𝓐𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ ❜ㅤ◟ Your heavenly writer with an unhealthy obsession with red flags. . . ◞

sukuna's curse. ♡ 22 ♡ he◞ they ♡ JJK centric ♡ Angst demon ♡ mdni. ♡ Special Grade [𝓕 ]reak .ᐟ

𝓟𝐈𝐂𝐊 𝓨𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝓟𝐎𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐍 ── . ♡

⤷ ◟ rules ♡ masterlist ♡ smau m.list ◞

⤷ ◟ kofi ♡ taglist ◞

♡ . ── & 𝓓𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐊 𝓘𝐓 𝓐𝐋𝐋 .ᐟ

© all-with-angel on Tumblr. Do not copy, redistribute my works or use for AI. All blog resources by @angeliicide

[all-with-angel]

Surprise surprise happy pride

[all-with-angel]

I'll be on a semi -hiatus because tumblr has really not been the shit these past few months and its messed up with my motivation 😭 ill still be active and interact with yall but posting may come to a biiig halt!! Thankyou, many kisses

[darkandstormyart]

just another monday

[writingdose]

hi @tumblr @staff @support @changes

when we reblog a post and add our little comments or tags in the reblogs, we don’t want to take credits or notes from the op. the whole point we add our little comments or tags in reblogs is so that op gets notes and credits. that’s their post. op deserves all the notes and credits. that’s why we praise “reblog don’t repost” on tumblr dot com — by “taking notes from the op and giving them to the commenters”, you’re basically turning reblogs into reposts. and it’s so discouraging to artists, creators, everybody on your platform.

I’m thankful you are reversing the change. but please listen to your users when we say the original reblog system is already perfect as it is. it doesn’t need to be changed and it certainly doesn’t need to be fixed when it’s not broken. it’s what makes tumblr tumblr.

you said you wanted to “give every voice in a chain the credit it deserves”, our urls are attached to the tags and comments we make, we already have the credits. things already work just fine. nobody is complaining about “wanting more credit” when they add their comments or tags in the reblogs.

with all due respect, so many of us love tumblr because it’s not twitter or tiktok. so please stop trying to turn it into something it’s not supposed to be.

[all-with-angel]

@tumblr @staff @support @changes stop making your app unusable, thanks

[all-with-angel]

do you have an ao3?

Hi nonnieee yes i do! Its EverEvangelical, and ive posted like 2 fics on there i believe? One gojo fic and one from another niche fandom

[veejiez]

TUMBLR'S RECENT UPDATE IS AWFUL AND WE SHOULD COMPLAIN LOUDER AGAINST IT.

Hey so, I thought maybe we should participate in a blackout day to protest against the new tumblr update.

Let's try March 19. So that people have time to see this and plan for it.

Do not log in or use tumblr for 24 on this day.

Reblog this and make a tag chain to maximise visbility—the more people aware of this awful update, the better.

Circle the date on your calendar, or set a reminder on your phone. As a bonus it will be a good break from social media. Spend the day doing things you like—start that book you've been waiting to read, go outside, watch a good movie... just do anything except open tumblr.

I think we should show tumblr that we are not happy with this update in every possible way we can.

File support tickets with feedback (SEE BELOW ON HOW TO SEND FEEDBACK), post about how this update makes you feel, reblog other's posts about this update, offer as detailed and honest feedback as possible to tumblr—WE DO NOT WANT THIS UPDATE!!

Remember that WE are the end consumers.

WE build their platform, WE fill it with posts, WE are the reason they generate revenue, WE are the reason this platform has power, and for these reasons WE should feel satisfied with the service they provide. ESPECIALLY if you pay for tumblr premium, you are entitled to make a complaint about the platform you are PAYING.

I used to like tumblr and I'd like to cling to it, but this update is just horrible. It makes me not want to continue posting at all. It is utterly demotovating as-is with my being mature labelled, but this update is just intolerable. I do not know how I will feel motivated to post at all in the future if this update is not rolled back.

I know I don't have much reach, especially with a label on, but I hope this reaches at least a few people.

Please participate if you care. Please reblog and tag people you know. Send every bit of feedback to tumblr that you possibly can.

I really don't want to see my once favorite site ruined beyond repair. I really want to continue enjoying this site. I have a community of people here which I have built over years, a community which I deeply love and appreciate and cherish interacting with. My blog thrives on being able to see feedback in reblogs on my post. The whole point of posting is that people see it and engage with it. This update is at best nonsensical and at worst, going to shred off many creators from the platform and rip apart any last bits of fun we have using it.

Tagging everyone I can think of.

@sweethearticism @cupidstrace @madamechrissy @softtashoney @uhnosav @sugurusbadhabit @bluukive @reignpage @kamiflix @satorusdollie @satorus-princess @yenayaps @blkkizzat @indiewritesxoxo @sixxels @realalpacorn @angelscriptures @mididoodles @alygator77 @mimuju @feyrinnn

SEE BELOW for more information on the update & how to send a support ticket to give feedback.

HOW TO SEND FEEDBACK THROUGH SUPPORT TICKETS

Go to tumblr support

Select the category "feedback"

Write in formal, polite tone—try not to sound rude, but constructive and earnest about how dissatisfied you feel about the update and its effects

EXAMPLE: I am writing regarding tumblr's recent update. I am not happy with this feature and do not see myself enjoying the platform with this being implemented. Please rollback this update.

IMPORTANT LINKS

Comment your feedback on tumblr's twitter

Here is the original tumblr post stating the update change

This post by @thatlittleegyptologist explains the effects of the update

Dear tumblr please listen to our feedback and rollback this update.

[all-with-angel]

who'd be more into esex

gojo

geto

nanami

toji

sukuna

choso

higuruma

ino

ANGEL ONLY 👹

Voting ended onMar 17

[all-with-angel]

NEVER A BREAK w Higuruma Hiromi

summary. Ever since marrying Hiromi Higuruma, your poor pussy has never known peace. He's always gotta be on his knees begging for a bit of you, a taste, a lick, maybe even a goddamn sniff if you’d let him. And you do, if he works for it, of course.

tags. oral (f!receiving), untouched orgasm(m), begging, sub higuruma, semi-public sex, thighfucking, creampie, prone bone, using hiromi's tie like a leash, p in v, breeding themes, belly bulge, NOT PROOFREAD - i finished this about 10 minutes before posting. i mean it.

AN. My piece for @cherrys-wrld pussywhipped event! Enjoy 2k words of delicious filth!

7:32 AM - BREAKFAST

You can never get anything done when Higuruma’s home. Sure, you’re always thankful for his presence and him finally taking a break from work, but there are chores to be done! And you’re pretty sure that you can’t get anything done when your husband is nose-deep in your soft cunt, licking up your leaking juices as your sensitive bud rubs up against his angled nose.

“Please, baby-” He murmurs, warm breath sending bolts of pleasure straight to your core. “Please cum for me.”

Slick traces against his chin, dripping down onto the hardwood floor as you keep yourself braced against the counter. Lest your shaking legs give out. “I don’t know- hn,” you bite back a moan with a grin, “-do you deserve it?”

He groans at that, eager to show you just how well he can do to earn your sweet nectar. His tongue traces patterns quickly against your cunt, hands gripping and rubbing your aching legs.

Breakfast seems to be on hold (for you, Hiromi is having his right now.), as you try and fail to muster up the strength to pry your insatiable husband from your no-doubt messy hole. The same one he had filled to the brim the night prior, accompanied by the myriad of lovebites and hickeys splattered all over your skin like a lovesick painting.

Well, you weren’t complaining. But you were still going to make him work for it.

His tongue pushes up against your opening, and you can’t do anything to stop the breathy moan escaping your pretty lips. Hiromi seems very pleased at that, giving your clit a soft kiss before finally, finally taking a breath.

You look down at him, pouting at the pussy-drunk smile on his face as he leans his cheek against your thigh, a thumb gently tracing circles on your clit.

“Tired already?” you tease, head tilting to the side as you try to downplay the heave of your chest against the fabric of your shirt. 

“Hm, me?” he hums, ignoring the way his thick cock twitched against his abdomen, begging for attention. “When it comes to you, no, never.”

You yelp as he licks up your cunt, nose grinding against your clit as you instinctively grind down for more. His eyes light up with a smile before you pull at his hair, shoving him further into your pussy.

His tongue continues to lap at your cunt, desperate and practically pleading against your lips as his hips mindlessly twitch and thrust into the air. Hiromi’s hands stay planted on your hips however, hoping to somehow pull you further on his tongue.

Each move of his tongue inside of you has bolts of pleasure zapping up your spine, warmth coiling up quickly against your belly. Every lewd and echoing sluuurp! And moan reverberating against your cunt pushing you closer and closer to that edge.

“Fuck– ‘romi–” you gasp in between moans, beads of slick running down your thighs before Hiromi could lick it all up.

With a final nudge of his nose against your cunt, that coil inside of you snaps, and you could feel nothing but the blank white of pleasure wash over you. Your legs give out, but Hiromi is luckily there to catch you with his face and stabilize you with his pretty hands.

His brow is furrowed in concentration, as if he was trying to memorize the fluttering of your pussy against his tongue and imbed it into his memory for all time.

When you finally catch a breath from your god-seeing orgasm, you couldn’t help but huff a laugh at the sight below you. Hiromi was breathing hard, the floor and his stomach painted white in his own untouched orgasm.

“Aww,” you coo, giggling at the way he groans when you push against his thick cock with your foot. “That feel good for you, baby?”

“Yes, yes– thankyou.” Hiromi groans, taking the pleasure and pain of overstimulation like the good husband he is. He places quick kisses against your waist and your thighs, licking any stray droplet of your nectar. All the while he continues to twitch against you.

God, and it was only breakfast.

1:02 PM - LUNCH

To think that you’d be able to get away with trying to show off some new clothes to Hiromi, while actively teasing the fact you’d worn nothing underneath, scot-free just because the two of you were in public, then you were a fool.

Now, here you were, brain fuzzy as Hiromi held you against his chest, sweat and cum sticking your thighs together as his cockhead pushes back and forth through the soft muscles.

All because you were too stubborn about his cum leaking out of you later.

“Darling,” his precum smeared against the inside of your thighs, mixing with your sweet slick. “I’ll pull out, I promise. Just please–” he pleaded, deep voice cracking juuust a tinge as you tightened your legs around his leaking dick.

You tut at him, holding the power despite how his frame completely shadowed yours. “We both know you’d never pull out.” You roll your eyes, shuddering as his tip kisses your clit in a mushy mix of arousal and sex. “Unless you wanna use a condom–”

“No,” his answer comes fast, in time with his quickening pace, as if fighting off the idea with each slam of his fat cock into your thighsleeve. “No, not the condom, jus’ want you raw,” He talks about the thin plastic as if it were the greatest punishment of all, a barrier preventing him from feeling the spongy wet walls of your pussy.

“Then you better cum before we get caught.” You moaned, before gasping at his hand on your clit, rubbing circles as your juices coat his fingers in a pretty white sheen. 

“Together,” he bargained, thighs slapping against yours with loud plaps! that it was a miracle that you two weren't found out yet. “Please, cum with me,”

Warmth starts quickly building in your abdomen, with every drag of Hiromi’s cock against your folds and his fingers skillfully massaging your clit, it wasn’t long before Hiromi was kissing your shoulders and moaning your name against soft skin. You weren’t that far off, either.

His groans and breathing was heavy against the shell of your ear, trying so hard to stay quiet despite the perfect way your thighs felt around him, despite how he could just imagine how good it would feel to bury his cock into you just before he came… spilling his seed deep into you and pumping your velvety walls full of him.

But he’ll be good for you, so good. You have to reward him later right?

The thought itself has him twitching, groaning as his hips slam into yours like a man starved of your pretty pussy. As he technically was. 

Your thighs shake around him, feeling your orgasm creep up quickly as you look up at him in the changing room mirror. His gaze was heavy, lips parted that had been groaning and cursing so beautifully for you.

You bit your lip. “Fuck, you’re so perfect like this, Hiromi,” you had gasped with a surprising amount of clarity.

It made Hiromi’s cock twitch violently against you, an angry red staining the tip in its desperation to finally cum. There was a long moan he had to muffle in the crook of your neck, splurts of cum painting the mirror you were leaned up against before the rest leaked down his shaft and onto your thighs.

The sight had you clenching around nothing, your pussy throbbing in hot flashes of white pleasure that radiated throughout your entire lower body.

You scolded Hiromi a little bit after, telling him to control himself, especially in public. He nodded, ashamed. But you made sure not to scold him too hard, unless you wanted him hard. Again.

7:42 PM - DINNER

You're pinned to the wall as soon as you two get back home, Hiromi’s thigh is pressed up against your clothed cunt as he nearly stumbles over himself to take his suit off. A giggle makes it way to your already-swollen lips as Hiromi practically acts like a dog in rut for your touch.

He moans against your mouth at the sound of your laugh, shuddering as your hands trail across his ribcage, his back and trace thin patterns into the back of his neck.

“Love you so much,” he presses a kiss to your jaw, “Love her so much,” his hand makes its way under your clothes to cup your warm heat, still a bit sticky from earlier lunch. “So perfect.” Another hand reaches up to his tie, nearly tugging it off before a hand catches his.

“Wait,” you interrupt, stopping the way your hips grind down into the soft pads of his fingers against your hole. “Keep it on.” Your smile is sickly sweet as he pauses, curiosity, arousal and trust swirling in those pretty hazel eyes.

Any hesitation is wiped however, once you two reach the bedroom.

“F-fuck–” Hiromi hissed, brows furrowing as you tugged him forward with his makeshift leash. Strong hips slam into the soft flesh of your ass, a lovedrunk pace as he desperately worked for your praise. 

“Mmmngh!” Came your pleased moans, muffled against the pillows.

You were lying prone bone as Hiromi fucked into your tight cunt with your guidance, pulling at his tie with every order that he follows like law.

The bedframe was slamming against the wall, a loud banging sound accompanying the cacophony of moans and lewd squelching that came from the mushy walls of your insides, already filled to the brim with cum.

Hiromi’s seed mixed like an obscene drug with your slick, trailing down the walls of your pussy and onto the crumpled sheets.

It was clearly not enough for either of you, not with the way you were demanding for more, or the way Hiromi was eager to give it.

“Just like that ‘romi–” You choked out, eyes fluttering, fighting the urge to roll back and just take it. “S-so fucking good,”

The two of you looked utterly fucked in the best way possible, the usually serious lawyer reduced to a sweaty and desperate mess, wearing nothing but a black tie to keep him in his place. He could barely speak past the call of your name or curses under his breath.

“All for you,” he was rambling, forehead resting against the side of your head. “Just for you–”

Your body sinched like a vice again, shaking as another orgasm fluttered to your core and nearly mushed your head into a satisfied puddle. A long moan ripped out of your throat, drool dripping onto your pillows that were definitely still stained from last night too.

In your orgasm-induced haze, you had pulled Hiromi forward, shallow thrusts into your pussy that had him tearing up in desperation to keep you full. His cock kissed your insides with quick thrusts, your belly just barely bulging above your belly button in an attempt to make room for his massive cock.

“Can I– Let me please–” he begged, cock twitching as your walls eagerly tried to pull out another thick load from the thick shaft.

“Go on,” you murmured, nearly boneless from absolute bliss. “Cum for me, Hiromi,”

His load spilled into your, the white substance coating every inch of your insides before leaking out and making a creamy ring around Hiromi’s cock. The warmth spread across you, making your walls pulse again in time with every splurt of cum being fucked into you.

Hiromi’s thrusts didn’t cease as he continued to fuck into you, gritting his teeth as he made sure he was so deep in you. So deep in your guts that he wouldn't ever need anything else but you, your touch, and your praise.

When every last drop was milked out of him by your cunt, he had finally slumped against you, pressing pussy-drunk kisses against your back.

Hiromi could feel himself shiver at your voice, showering him in praise before either of you had the inkling to move and clean up for tomorrow. 

“Good boy.”

🏷️: @sweethearticism @veyveyx @martianzmars @yukichan67 @mannythemunchkin @hyukkja @ughitsisabella @cursesandcigarettes @pleaseimastarv2 @sugurusbeloved @viscade @sukunasoneandonly @uhnosav @ssorasky @vividly-vermillion

[sukuje]

𑣲 nerdjo’s first time being a bf (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶)

nerdjo, who’d always be soso nervous about physical touch and kisses no matter how many times you peppered his face in them or cuddled together.

nerdjo, who loves the nights you stay over in his dorm because he got to watch admire you getting unready, sleep and wake up in the most adorable way. (in his eyes at least)

nerdjo, who gets super excited anytime you two go out together, feeling like a true boyfriend when he holds the door open for you or insists on paying the bill.

nerdjo, who shows you off in any way he can. wallpaper? you two in a photo booth. profile picture? you kissing his cheek. wallet? a picture of you in his digimon shirt.

nerdjo, who prays to whatever power rules over the universe that he’s doing this whole relationship at least decently right, too embarrassed to ask any of his friends for advice.

nerdjo, who absolutely dreads the week you get your period, overwhelmed whit what he should do, how he could help because god help him, he has no clue whatsoever.

nerdjo, who feels like the biggest idiot, beating himself up that he knew all those incredibly hard formulas but not what kind of pads his girl needs as he stands in the feminine hygiene aisle.

nerdjo, who literally read a whole book and watched a dozen videos on menstrual cycles that night.

nerdjo, who needs you smiling and happy at all times, making sure you had everything you possibly needed whenever you wanted.

nerdjo, who’s phone must be on dnd when studying, it’s really that serious, yet changed his settings so that ‘my lovely lady’ ‘s notifications were allowed.

nerdjo, who tries so hard to get it all right each time you two try something new and is all the more grateful for your reassurance the times it doesn’t go as planned.

nerdjo, who enjoys having little things of you around. the ribbon from your birthday present to him on his nightstand. your deodorant in his bathroom shelf. your panties under his pillow.

nerdjo, who cherishes everything about you. every single thing you do is sacred in his eyes, he quite literally feels like he’s in the presence of an angel.

nerdjo, who’s biggest nightmare is waking up without you by his side. without you in his life. but is reminded everyday that he doesn’t need to fear such a thing happening at all.

[all-with-angel]

The update for Paris? In this Economy? will be delayed for tomorrow because I am sick and injured 😭 not being able to walk apparently hinders my ability to proofread and edit therefore itll have to wait a bit <3 thankyou lovies

[all-with-angel]

The update for Paris? In this Economy? will be delayed for tomorrow because I am sick and injured 😭 not being able to walk apparently hinders my ability to proofread and edit therefore itll have to wait a bit <3 thankyou lovies

[all-with-angel]

The update for Paris? In this Economy? will be delayed for tomorrow because I am sick and injured 😭 not being able to walk apparently hinders my ability to proofread and edit therefore itll have to wait a bit <3 thankyou lovies

[dilfdyke]

love love love when a particularly manipulative character is lying off their ass about something and then throws in one hauntingly genuine line

[all-with-angel]

NEVER A BREAK w Higuruma Hiromi

summary. Ever since marrying Hiromi Higuruma, your poor pussy has never known peace. He's always gotta be on his knees begging for a bit of you, a taste, a lick, maybe even a goddamn sniff if you’d let him. And you do, if he works for it, of course.

tags. oral (f!receiving), untouched orgasm(m), begging, sub higuruma, semi-public sex, thighfucking, creampie, prone bone, using hiromi's tie like a leash, p in v, breeding themes, belly bulge, NOT PROOFREAD - i finished this about 10 minutes before posting. i mean it.

AN. My piece for @cherrys-wrld pussywhipped event! Enjoy 2k words of delicious filth!

7:32 AM - BREAKFAST

You can never get anything done when Higuruma’s home. Sure, you’re always thankful for his presence and him finally taking a break from work, but there are chores to be done! And you’re pretty sure that you can’t get anything done when your husband is nose-deep in your soft cunt, licking up your leaking juices as your sensitive bud rubs up against his angled nose.

“Please, baby-” He murmurs, warm breath sending bolts of pleasure straight to your core. “Please cum for me.”

Slick traces against his chin, dripping down onto the hardwood floor as you keep yourself braced against the counter. Lest your shaking legs give out. “I don’t know- hn,” you bite back a moan with a grin, “-do you deserve it?”

He groans at that, eager to show you just how well he can do to earn your sweet nectar. His tongue traces patterns quickly against your cunt, hands gripping and rubbing your aching legs.

Breakfast seems to be on hold (for you, Hiromi is having his right now.), as you try and fail to muster up the strength to pry your insatiable husband from your no-doubt messy hole. The same one he had filled to the brim the night prior, accompanied by the myriad of lovebites and hickeys splattered all over your skin like a lovesick painting.

Well, you weren’t complaining. But you were still going to make him work for it.

His tongue pushes up against your opening, and you can’t do anything to stop the breathy moan escaping your pretty lips. Hiromi seems very pleased at that, giving your clit a soft kiss before finally, finally taking a breath.

You look down at him, pouting at the pussy-drunk smile on his face as he leans his cheek against your thigh, a thumb gently tracing circles on your clit.

“Tired already?” you tease, head tilting to the side as you try to downplay the heave of your chest against the fabric of your shirt. 

“Hm, me?” he hums, ignoring the way his thick cock twitched against his abdomen, begging for attention. “When it comes to you, no, never.”

You yelp as he licks up your cunt, nose grinding against your clit as you instinctively grind down for more. His eyes light up with a smile before you pull at his hair, shoving him further into your pussy.

His tongue continues to lap at your cunt, desperate and practically pleading against your lips as his hips mindlessly twitch and thrust into the air. Hiromi’s hands stay planted on your hips however, hoping to somehow pull you further on his tongue.

Each move of his tongue inside of you has bolts of pleasure zapping up your spine, warmth coiling up quickly against your belly. Every lewd and echoing sluuurp! And moan reverberating against your cunt pushing you closer and closer to that edge.

“Fuck– ‘romi–” you gasp in between moans, beads of slick running down your thighs before Hiromi could lick it all up.

With a final nudge of his nose against your cunt, that coil inside of you snaps, and you could feel nothing but the blank white of pleasure wash over you. Your legs give out, but Hiromi is luckily there to catch you with his face and stabilize you with his pretty hands.

His brow is furrowed in concentration, as if he was trying to memorize the fluttering of your pussy against his tongue and imbed it into his memory for all time.

When you finally catch a breath from your god-seeing orgasm, you couldn’t help but huff a laugh at the sight below you. Hiromi was breathing hard, the floor and his stomach painted white in his own untouched orgasm.

“Aww,” you coo, giggling at the way he groans when you push against his thick cock with your foot. “That feel good for you, baby?”

“Yes, yes– thankyou.” Hiromi groans, taking the pleasure and pain of overstimulation like the good husband he is. He places quick kisses against your waist and your thighs, licking any stray droplet of your nectar. All the while he continues to twitch against you.

God, and it was only breakfast.

1:02 PM - LUNCH

To think that you’d be able to get away with trying to show off some new clothes to Hiromi, while actively teasing the fact you’d worn nothing underneath, scot-free just because the two of you were in public, then you were a fool.

Now, here you were, brain fuzzy as Hiromi held you against his chest, sweat and cum sticking your thighs together as his cockhead pushes back and forth through the soft muscles.

All because you were too stubborn about his cum leaking out of you later.

“Darling,” his precum smeared against the inside of your thighs, mixing with your sweet slick. “I’ll pull out, I promise. Just please–” he pleaded, deep voice cracking juuust a tinge as you tightened your legs around his leaking dick.

You tut at him, holding the power despite how his frame completely shadowed yours. “We both know you’d never pull out.” You roll your eyes, shuddering as his tip kisses your clit in a mushy mix of arousal and sex. “Unless you wanna use a condom–”

“No,” his answer comes fast, in time with his quickening pace, as if fighting off the idea with each slam of his fat cock into your thighsleeve. “No, not the condom, jus’ want you raw,” He talks about the thin plastic as if it were the greatest punishment of all, a barrier preventing him from feeling the spongy wet walls of your pussy.

“Then you better cum before we get caught.” You moaned, before gasping at his hand on your clit, rubbing circles as your juices coat his fingers in a pretty white sheen. 

“Together,” he bargained, thighs slapping against yours with loud plaps! that it was a miracle that you two weren't found out yet. “Please, cum with me,”

Warmth starts quickly building in your abdomen, with every drag of Hiromi’s cock against your folds and his fingers skillfully massaging your clit, it wasn’t long before Hiromi was kissing your shoulders and moaning your name against soft skin. You weren’t that far off, either.

His groans and breathing was heavy against the shell of your ear, trying so hard to stay quiet despite the perfect way your thighs felt around him, despite how he could just imagine how good it would feel to bury his cock into you just before he came… spilling his seed deep into you and pumping your velvety walls full of him.

But he’ll be good for you, so good. You have to reward him later right?

The thought itself has him twitching, groaning as his hips slam into yours like a man starved of your pretty pussy. As he technically was. 

Your thighs shake around him, feeling your orgasm creep up quickly as you look up at him in the changing room mirror. His gaze was heavy, lips parted that had been groaning and cursing so beautifully for you.

You bit your lip. “Fuck, you’re so perfect like this, Hiromi,” you had gasped with a surprising amount of clarity.

It made Hiromi’s cock twitch violently against you, an angry red staining the tip in its desperation to finally cum. There was a long moan he had to muffle in the crook of your neck, splurts of cum painting the mirror you were leaned up against before the rest leaked down his shaft and onto your thighs.

The sight had you clenching around nothing, your pussy throbbing in hot flashes of white pleasure that radiated throughout your entire lower body.

You scolded Hiromi a little bit after, telling him to control himself, especially in public. He nodded, ashamed. But you made sure not to scold him too hard, unless you wanted him hard. Again.

7:42 PM - DINNER

You're pinned to the wall as soon as you two get back home, Hiromi’s thigh is pressed up against your clothed cunt as he nearly stumbles over himself to take his suit off. A giggle makes it way to your already-swollen lips as Hiromi practically acts like a dog in rut for your touch.

He moans against your mouth at the sound of your laugh, shuddering as your hands trail across his ribcage, his back and trace thin patterns into the back of his neck.

“Love you so much,” he presses a kiss to your jaw, “Love her so much,” his hand makes its way under your clothes to cup your warm heat, still a bit sticky from earlier lunch. “So perfect.” Another hand reaches up to his tie, nearly tugging it off before a hand catches his.

“Wait,” you interrupt, stopping the way your hips grind down into the soft pads of his fingers against your hole. “Keep it on.” Your smile is sickly sweet as he pauses, curiosity, arousal and trust swirling in those pretty hazel eyes.

Any hesitation is wiped however, once you two reach the bedroom.

“F-fuck–” Hiromi hissed, brows furrowing as you tugged him forward with his makeshift leash. Strong hips slam into the soft flesh of your ass, a lovedrunk pace as he desperately worked for your praise. 

“Mmmngh!” Came your pleased moans, muffled against the pillows.

You were lying prone bone as Hiromi fucked into your tight cunt with your guidance, pulling at his tie with every order that he follows like law.

The bedframe was slamming against the wall, a loud banging sound accompanying the cacophony of moans and lewd squelching that came from the mushy walls of your insides, already filled to the brim with cum.

Hiromi’s seed mixed like an obscene drug with your slick, trailing down the walls of your pussy and onto the crumpled sheets.

It was clearly not enough for either of you, not with the way you were demanding for more, or the way Hiromi was eager to give it.

“Just like that ‘romi–” You choked out, eyes fluttering, fighting the urge to roll back and just take it. “S-so fucking good,”

The two of you looked utterly fucked in the best way possible, the usually serious lawyer reduced to a sweaty and desperate mess, wearing nothing but a black tie to keep him in his place. He could barely speak past the call of your name or curses under his breath.

“All for you,” he was rambling, forehead resting against the side of your head. “Just for you–”

Your body sinched like a vice again, shaking as another orgasm fluttered to your core and nearly mushed your head into a satisfied puddle. A long moan ripped out of your throat, drool dripping onto your pillows that were definitely still stained from last night too.

In your orgasm-induced haze, you had pulled Hiromi forward, shallow thrusts into your pussy that had him tearing up in desperation to keep you full. His cock kissed your insides with quick thrusts, your belly just barely bulging above your belly button in an attempt to make room for his massive cock.

“Can I– Let me please–” he begged, cock twitching as your walls eagerly tried to pull out another thick load from the thick shaft.

“Go on,” you murmured, nearly boneless from absolute bliss. “Cum for me, Hiromi,”

His load spilled into your, the white substance coating every inch of your insides before leaking out and making a creamy ring around Hiromi’s cock. The warmth spread across you, making your walls pulse again in time with every splurt of cum being fucked into you.

Hiromi’s thrusts didn’t cease as he continued to fuck into you, gritting his teeth as he made sure he was so deep in you. So deep in your guts that he wouldn't ever need anything else but you, your touch, and your praise.

When every last drop was milked out of him by your cunt, he had finally slumped against you, pressing pussy-drunk kisses against your back.

Hiromi could feel himself shiver at your voice, showering him in praise before either of you had the inkling to move and clean up for tomorrow. 

“Good boy.”

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[all-with-angel]

NEVER A BREAK w Higuruma Hiromi

summary. Ever since marrying Hiromi Higuruma, your poor pussy has never known peace. He's always gotta be on his knees begging for a bit of you, a taste, a lick, maybe even a goddamn sniff if you’d let him. And you do, if he works for it, of course.

tags. oral (f!receiving), untouched orgasm(m), begging, sub higuruma, semi-public sex, thighfucking, creampie, prone bone, using hiromi's tie like a leash, p in v, breeding themes, belly bulge, NOT PROOFREAD - i finished this about 10 minutes before posting. i mean it.

AN. My piece for @cherrys-wrld pussywhipped event! Enjoy 2k words of delicious filth!

7:32 AM - BREAKFAST

You can never get anything done when Higuruma’s home. Sure, you’re always thankful for his presence and him finally taking a break from work, but there are chores to be done! And you’re pretty sure that you can’t get anything done when your husband is nose-deep in your soft cunt, licking up your leaking juices as your sensitive bud rubs up against his angled nose.

“Please, baby-” He murmurs, warm breath sending bolts of pleasure straight to your core. “Please cum for me.”

Slick traces against his chin, dripping down onto the hardwood floor as you keep yourself braced against the counter. Lest your shaking legs give out. “I don’t know- hn,” you bite back a moan with a grin, “-do you deserve it?”

He groans at that, eager to show you just how well he can do to earn your sweet nectar. His tongue traces patterns quickly against your cunt, hands gripping and rubbing your aching legs.

Breakfast seems to be on hold (for you, Hiromi is having his right now.), as you try and fail to muster up the strength to pry your insatiable husband from your no-doubt messy hole. The same one he had filled to the brim the night prior, accompanied by the myriad of lovebites and hickeys splattered all over your skin like a lovesick painting.

Well, you weren’t complaining. But you were still going to make him work for it.

His tongue pushes up against your opening, and you can’t do anything to stop the breathy moan escaping your pretty lips. Hiromi seems very pleased at that, giving your clit a soft kiss before finally, finally taking a breath.

You look down at him, pouting at the pussy-drunk smile on his face as he leans his cheek against your thigh, a thumb gently tracing circles on your clit.

“Tired already?” you tease, head tilting to the side as you try to downplay the heave of your chest against the fabric of your shirt. 

“Hm, me?” he hums, ignoring the way his thick cock twitched against his abdomen, begging for attention. “When it comes to you, no, never.”

You yelp as he licks up your cunt, nose grinding against your clit as you instinctively grind down for more. His eyes light up with a smile before you pull at his hair, shoving him further into your pussy.

His tongue continues to lap at your cunt, desperate and practically pleading against your lips as his hips mindlessly twitch and thrust into the air. Hiromi’s hands stay planted on your hips however, hoping to somehow pull you further on his tongue.

Each move of his tongue inside of you has bolts of pleasure zapping up your spine, warmth coiling up quickly against your belly. Every lewd and echoing sluuurp! And moan reverberating against your cunt pushing you closer and closer to that edge.

“Fuck– ‘romi–” you gasp in between moans, beads of slick running down your thighs before Hiromi could lick it all up.

With a final nudge of his nose against your cunt, that coil inside of you snaps, and you could feel nothing but the blank white of pleasure wash over you. Your legs give out, but Hiromi is luckily there to catch you with his face and stabilize you with his pretty hands.

His brow is furrowed in concentration, as if he was trying to memorize the fluttering of your pussy against his tongue and imbed it into his memory for all time.

When you finally catch a breath from your god-seeing orgasm, you couldn’t help but huff a laugh at the sight below you. Hiromi was breathing hard, the floor and his stomach painted white in his own untouched orgasm.

“Aww,” you coo, giggling at the way he groans when you push against his thick cock with your foot. “That feel good for you, baby?”

“Yes, yes– thankyou.” Hiromi groans, taking the pleasure and pain of overstimulation like the good husband he is. He places quick kisses against your waist and your thighs, licking any stray droplet of your nectar. All the while he continues to twitch against you.

God, and it was only breakfast.

1:02 PM - LUNCH

To think that you’d be able to get away with trying to show off some new clothes to Hiromi, while actively teasing the fact you’d worn nothing underneath, scot-free just because the two of you were in public, then you were a fool.

Now, here you were, brain fuzzy as Hiromi held you against his chest, sweat and cum sticking your thighs together as his cockhead pushes back and forth through the soft muscles.

All because you were too stubborn about his cum leaking out of you later.

“Darling,” his precum smeared against the inside of your thighs, mixing with your sweet slick. “I’ll pull out, I promise. Just please–” he pleaded, deep voice cracking juuust a tinge as you tightened your legs around his leaking dick.

You tut at him, holding the power despite how his frame completely shadowed yours. “We both know you’d never pull out.” You roll your eyes, shuddering as his tip kisses your clit in a mushy mix of arousal and sex. “Unless you wanna use a condom–”

“No,” his answer comes fast, in time with his quickening pace, as if fighting off the idea with each slam of his fat cock into your thighsleeve. “No, not the condom, jus’ want you raw,” He talks about the thin plastic as if it were the greatest punishment of all, a barrier preventing him from feeling the spongy wet walls of your pussy.

“Then you better cum before we get caught.” You moaned, before gasping at his hand on your clit, rubbing circles as your juices coat his fingers in a pretty white sheen. 

“Together,” he bargained, thighs slapping against yours with loud plaps! that it was a miracle that you two weren't found out yet. “Please, cum with me,”

Warmth starts quickly building in your abdomen, with every drag of Hiromi’s cock against your folds and his fingers skillfully massaging your clit, it wasn’t long before Hiromi was kissing your shoulders and moaning your name against soft skin. You weren’t that far off, either.

His groans and breathing was heavy against the shell of your ear, trying so hard to stay quiet despite the perfect way your thighs felt around him, despite how he could just imagine how good it would feel to bury his cock into you just before he came… spilling his seed deep into you and pumping your velvety walls full of him.

But he’ll be good for you, so good. You have to reward him later right?

The thought itself has him twitching, groaning as his hips slam into yours like a man starved of your pretty pussy. As he technically was. 

Your thighs shake around him, feeling your orgasm creep up quickly as you look up at him in the changing room mirror. His gaze was heavy, lips parted that had been groaning and cursing so beautifully for you.

You bit your lip. “Fuck, you’re so perfect like this, Hiromi,” you had gasped with a surprising amount of clarity.

It made Hiromi’s cock twitch violently against you, an angry red staining the tip in its desperation to finally cum. There was a long moan he had to muffle in the crook of your neck, splurts of cum painting the mirror you were leaned up against before the rest leaked down his shaft and onto your thighs.

The sight had you clenching around nothing, your pussy throbbing in hot flashes of white pleasure that radiated throughout your entire lower body.

You scolded Hiromi a little bit after, telling him to control himself, especially in public. He nodded, ashamed. But you made sure not to scold him too hard, unless you wanted him hard. Again.

7:42 PM - DINNER

You're pinned to the wall as soon as you two get back home, Hiromi’s thigh is pressed up against your clothed cunt as he nearly stumbles over himself to take his suit off. A giggle makes it way to your already-swollen lips as Hiromi practically acts like a dog in rut for your touch.

He moans against your mouth at the sound of your laugh, shuddering as your hands trail across his ribcage, his back and trace thin patterns into the back of his neck.

“Love you so much,” he presses a kiss to your jaw, “Love her so much,” his hand makes its way under your clothes to cup your warm heat, still a bit sticky from earlier lunch. “So perfect.” Another hand reaches up to his tie, nearly tugging it off before a hand catches his.

“Wait,” you interrupt, stopping the way your hips grind down into the soft pads of his fingers against your hole. “Keep it on.” Your smile is sickly sweet as he pauses, curiosity, arousal and trust swirling in those pretty hazel eyes.

Any hesitation is wiped however, once you two reach the bedroom.

“F-fuck–” Hiromi hissed, brows furrowing as you tugged him forward with his makeshift leash. Strong hips slam into the soft flesh of your ass, a lovedrunk pace as he desperately worked for your praise. 

“Mmmngh!” Came your pleased moans, muffled against the pillows.

You were lying prone bone as Hiromi fucked into your tight cunt with your guidance, pulling at his tie with every order that he follows like law.

The bedframe was slamming against the wall, a loud banging sound accompanying the cacophony of moans and lewd squelching that came from the mushy walls of your insides, already filled to the brim with cum.

Hiromi’s seed mixed like an obscene drug with your slick, trailing down the walls of your pussy and onto the crumpled sheets.

It was clearly not enough for either of you, not with the way you were demanding for more, or the way Hiromi was eager to give it.

“Just like that ‘romi–” You choked out, eyes fluttering, fighting the urge to roll back and just take it. “S-so fucking good,”

The two of you looked utterly fucked in the best way possible, the usually serious lawyer reduced to a sweaty and desperate mess, wearing nothing but a black tie to keep him in his place. He could barely speak past the call of your name or curses under his breath.

“All for you,” he was rambling, forehead resting against the side of your head. “Just for you–”

Your body sinched like a vice again, shaking as another orgasm fluttered to your core and nearly mushed your head into a satisfied puddle. A long moan ripped out of your throat, drool dripping onto your pillows that were definitely still stained from last night too.

In your orgasm-induced haze, you had pulled Hiromi forward, shallow thrusts into your pussy that had him tearing up in desperation to keep you full. His cock kissed your insides with quick thrusts, your belly just barely bulging above your belly button in an attempt to make room for his massive cock.

“Can I– Let me please–” he begged, cock twitching as your walls eagerly tried to pull out another thick load from the thick shaft.

“Go on,” you murmured, nearly boneless from absolute bliss. “Cum for me, Hiromi,”

His load spilled into your, the white substance coating every inch of your insides before leaking out and making a creamy ring around Hiromi’s cock. The warmth spread across you, making your walls pulse again in time with every splurt of cum being fucked into you.

Hiromi’s thrusts didn’t cease as he continued to fuck into you, gritting his teeth as he made sure he was so deep in you. So deep in your guts that he wouldn't ever need anything else but you, your touch, and your praise.

When every last drop was milked out of him by your cunt, he had finally slumped against you, pressing pussy-drunk kisses against your back.

Hiromi could feel himself shiver at your voice, showering him in praise before either of you had the inkling to move and clean up for tomorrow. 

“Good boy.”

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[sweethearticism]

ᘛᰍ𝅄 ׁ okay so im saying this not to lecture some of you but to put stuff into perspective because I genuinely think a lot of us don't realise these things :

when a writer makes a fanfic series with multiple chapters, they are quite literally writing a book. I suppose the word “series” gives a different connotation to it but, yes, a writer is committing themselves to writing a book.

these “series” take a lot of time not only to write, but to plan. there's a lot of thought that goes into timeline, chapter planning, scene planning, character journeys/backstories, three act structures and so on. some writers even go deeper and add a bunch of symbolism and foreshadowing.

it's not much different to writing an original story. most book authors take months, if not years to finish a book. I think there's a mindset that fanfic is “easier” to write, but I'm going to hold your hand when I say this: it's not.

recently I've been seeing a rise of "update demands" when it comes to writers on here and their series. I've experienced it myself, so this post is to put into perspective that a lot of us writers can't publish more than one chapter every month or so.

our series aren't film series with big production teams, nor do a lot of writers write everything in advance so that they can publish weekly. add that to the fact that a lot of writers, myself included, have other series going on and— unfortunately, your favourite series may only see one chapter, maybe two if you're lucky, a month.

and I know that a lot of you are just excited but also understand that phrasing is so important. if a writer feels like they're being rushed/hounded they'll lose motivation. so perhaps instead of saying things like “when's chapter two!!”, “PLEASE update chapter 2”, “WHERE IS CHAPTER TWO??” or the dreaded: “are you ever going to update ( series name )?” changing your phrasing to :

“I'm so excited about ( series name! ). I'll eagerly be waiting for the next chapter.” even throw in something you liked about the fic.

I promise you, writers wanna finish their series and let you all see it as much as you lovely readers want to see it, but you reaalllyyyy need a different approach and mindset.