❤️ Hello Hello! Welcome to my blog! My name is Mari and/or Puddin’, I’m a twenty-one-year-old dyslexic writer with Sickle Cell Anemia. I have a passion for writing fanfics and sharing them with others who have similar interests with me! I love pleasing others with my writing so- if something piques your interests here, you’re fully welcome to come and look around for something to read! :D
Fandoms I write for!
I used to be a fully committed One Piece writer and then before that I used to write for just Tokyo Revengers. I just recently changed to a Multi-Fandom writer since there’s a few fandoms that I wanna write for and dont necessarily want to be restricted anymore-
I write for-
(Newest addition) Gachiakuta.
One piece.
Tokyo Revengers.
Jujutsu Kaisen.
Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure.
Kimetsu no Yaiba (Demon Slayer).
These are the main fandoms that I absolutely write for! I also write for other fandoms but they’re not on this list because they won’t be mentioned as frequently as the other fandoms on the list.
I rotate through fandoms every two weeks!
If I discover more main animes, I’ll definitely add them to this list!
Master-list!
There currently isn’t a master-list out yet, but I will definitely get to it since a few people requested for one! My blog is completely unorganized and I will eventually clean it up and get it in a format that many will be comfortable with!
I do have a series master-list that I also need to update.
Series Master-list.
If you need to search for a specific fandom, I usually rely on the tags added to the bottom of the post until the a master list is made. It’ll show everything including fics and update posts under that specific fandom that you’re looking for.
Imagines and Full Fics.
I usually write imagines (mini fics) for requests and for daily posts. Full fics are usually made when I have huge idea for a story and it sometimes turns into a series. Either way, once I get situated there will be frequent rotations of fics from different fandoms. Or maybe they’ll be completely unorganized and random-
Here’s my recent imagines/fics that I’ve worked on so far!:
With Me, One Way or Another. Tamsy Gachiakuta Smut.
Melt The Ice. Aged-Up Zanka Gachiakuta Smut.
Requests and Events.
I occasionally host mini events and have done requests before. Unfortunately, I just love piling events and such onto my back and giving myself more work. There’s a lot of event requests that I still haven’t gotten to and need to get to.
Events I usually host!
Holiday events: To celebrate certain holidays like Halloween and Christmas and even Valentine’s Day, I host little events!
Special Events: There’s sometimes events that I like to throw just to do a little extra something for people!
Updates on requests.
Halloween imagines are closed. I’m answering the current ones that haven’t been answered yet.
❗️Requests are currently closed. Been a bit busy lately! They will be back open eventually! I would like to see your ideas and thoughts on characters you like. Please be weary of my restrictions and rules!
I apologize if I take very long on your request but please know that I will get to it soon. I often overwhelm myself with many requests but I will kick up my pace for this year!
Rules, Do’s and Dont’s
‼️No minors. Even if I cannot control what you do, please do not view my content if you’re under eighteen.
❗️I do not answer requests for those who have ageless blogs unless if they’re mutuals who I know. If you have an ageless blog, please add your age into the request or share it within my DMs for you to be allowed a request. (This doesn’t include minors, adults only.)
Please DO NOT spam or fill my inbox with different ideas or with many different requests. Do not spam my DMs and do not make a new account to then do the same thing. (I’ve experienced this at least twice and blocked the person who have done so.)
‼️What I write for and allow-
All genders are welcome to read my fics! There’s no restrictions here with gender and age! (18+)
I allow all genders for anime characters! (I mostly write male anime characters.) I also write for Female and Gender-Enby readers. (I sadly don’t write for Male Readers yet since I, myself am Female.)
‼️I write for many kinks and I also include dark themes and non-con themes. If you aren’t comfortable with these themes, please do NOT interact with my blog. Keep yourself safe!
I write mainly smut but I allow smut, fluff and angst for the most part!
I also occasionally age up characters. (No children characters involved AT ALL.)
‼️What I don’t write for-
I don’t write for the main things that many writers don’t write for-
-Pedophilia, Lolicon or Shotacon. (I DO NOT write ANYTHING involving children. Whether it be about children dying or anything involving children, I won’t write for it.)
-Anything to do with urination or defecation. (Anything to do with unsanitary kinks like that, I’m just a little uncomfortable with it.)
-Gore or Ero Guro. (There’s things like characters with blood kinks and descriptions of death- But anything explaining or involving gore in an erotic way isn’t necessarily everyone’s cup of tea.)
-Incest. (I do not write anything involving sibling or relatives having any relations together. I do allow them to share a person, but never come in contact with each other EVER.)
‼️Please note that absolutely do NOT condone any actions within my dark themed fics and neither do I support them at all. I just write for the themes for others who’re comfortable and also for story. My fics are a work of FICTION and are never based on real life events. I write these elements for those who can read and handle darker tones and elements.
Afterthoughts.
I want everyone to feel safe comfy and nearly unrestricted within my blog, so please, ask away if you have any questions! I adore each and every one of the people who supports me and enjoy my works! Even if you aren’t a follower!
Got a Luffy & Jabber imagine in the works. The Luffy one is an interesting request someone shot my way. The Jabber one is Mimic!Jabber if he was going through a rut or heat cycle.
I headcanon that he has a little slit above his sharp blade where tentacles can pop out. Convenient yes? I could’ve went with him using his mouth but— Meh. Tentacles were more fun to write.
Contains: I just wanna fuck the key dude. Paracelsus in his key form in this part. Mentions of Paracelsus and Reader fucking beforehand. In a modern area? Making out with the key. Use of tentacles. Tentacle fucking. Monster fucking?? I mean, we’re fucking a demon axe thing here— The dialogue’s a little ass in the beginning, I didn’t know how to start it.
“Good evening, Paracelsus.”
You stared up at your large key-shaped axe with sweetened eyes, the two large eyes blinking slowly before their pupils steadily slid down your gentle frame.
Paracelsus smiled through his stitches, a small giggle leaving him as he heard the sweet sound of your voice speaking to him.
“Good evening, ________.” He responded to you, his voice both gentle yet uplifting as he spoke to you with delight in his tone.
You smiled at him and rested your head against the chilled metal midsection, a small and gentle squeak leaving him as he felt your body lying against his frame.
Your body and skin were rather warm against his, and feeling your small arms embrace his cold metal body honestly made him feel…a bit fuzzy inside.
An unexplainable kind of fuzzy.
He hums at your warmth and gentle softness against his body, and he glances down at you while you keep him close in your embrace.
He quirked a brow to you before he parted his stitched lips to speak.
“Feeling touchy, are we?” He asked, his voice leaking with a bit of nervousness as he stared down at you.
You looked up at him and giggled to yourself while your lips curled up into a mischievous smile.
“I like touching and holding you, Paracelsus. I’m just…in need of something is all.” You responded, your words and mischievous tone making Paracelsus quirk a thin brow down at you.
“In need of something? Something like what?” He asked you out of curiosity.
You scooted in closer to him and reached your hands up for his face, the touch making him flinch before he immediately grew flustered from the gesture and touch.
“I…It’s hard to explain. So I’ll just show you!” You responded, your eyes glancing away from him while he nodded lightly to you in response.
His body bends down to see what exactly it was that you wanted to show him.
“Ah? What is it that you’re trying to show me— AH—!”
You tugged at his strap that connected to his body, and his frame instantly followed, your hands pulling him into your embrace before you’d gently set him down onto the soft and fluffy blankets below the both of you.
A small and trembling hum leaves his stitched lips as he stares up at you with a flushed expression.
Your body slowly straddled his chilled and metal frame before you’d stare down at him with a loving smile, your fingers feeling at his face while he fell more flustered and even embarrassed.
“_-________…”
Paracelsus looked up into your eyes, but he froze as he observed your expression.
He could tell that you wanted something…his affection and even more than that..
Your expression of neediness and of wanting for both him and his body…and his mind. His soul itself.
Paracelsus paused before glancing away from your piercing gaze, and you pouted at him before tugging lightly at his strap again.
Paracelsus kept his eyes away from yours, but you could tell he was growing flustered just from listening to your whines alone.
“Paracelsus. Won’t you, please?”
You pleaded to him with a tone of neediness, your words making his eyes widen before he slowly looked back up into yours gaze.
You could feel him shudder beneath the warmth of your body, his lips quivering within his stitches before he sighed out shakily to you.
He fell silent before answering.
“Y-You know I’m not really good with things such as this. I don’t even know how our last escapade even happened.”
Your hands slid up along his chilling face, and he mewled softly as he instantly melted into the touch of your warm and soft fingertips.
His face flushed a bit deeper as you moved in closer to his face, his eyes glancing away with nervousness while you smiled lightly at him.
He continued.
“I-I’m just…I’m unsure I can do it correctly. Not in this form at least…”
“I want it to be perfect for you, sweetheart.”
Your expression instantly softened from his words as you rubbed your thumbs in circular motions along his face.
You understood his shyness and uncertainty. In a form such as his own, he’d assumed that you wouldn’t want to continue with him.
Though regardless of his form, you loved him for him…
Paracelsus sighed and mewled softly at your gentle touch against his skin, his body quivering uncontrollably as he struggled to keep himself composed.
“I’m very sure you can do it for me, Paracelsus. Doing things perfectly doesn’t matter in this case.”
Your eyes glanced down along his key-shaped frame, and you slid a hand down along the lower part of his body, making him jump immediately from the sudden touch.
Your touch made him gasp both immediately and loudly before he shut his eyes in embarrassment.
“I-I told you, last time was very unintentional. I didn’t know I could even do it until it happened.”
You leaned over Paracelsus’ frame and moved in close to his lips, your lips peppering a kiss to his stitched ones while he felt you leaning in close to him.
His lips slowly pried open just a tiny bit, and his tongue sluggishly slipped past his lips and into your lips while you moaned in response to the return of his affection.
The two of your tongues intertwined before you steadily pulled away from his lips with a gasp, his lips curling up into a small smile through the stitches while you exhaled heavily with slight arousal through your breath.
“If you’re unsure, I promise it felt good last time.”
Paracelsus looked up into your eyes with a look of reassurance, and he fell silent and blankly stared up at you before he responded.
“Y…You thought it felt…good…?”
“Mhm! I’ll always feel good if it’s you…” You nodded in response, the sound of a sigh of relief from him filling your ears and making you smile.
Paracelsus laughed lightly before glancing away, his expression flushing as he began to stutter his words out.
“W-Well…If you really think so…I guess it’d be possible to…t-try it…again.”
You pressed another kiss to his stitches.
“I promise you’d do just as good this time as you did the last.”
A small groan leaves your lips as you carefully stand up and over Paracelsus’ frame, his eyes growing wide as he watches you gently slide your panties off of your hips and down onto the floor.
Your eyes stared down at him with lust as you revealed your sticky and soaking pussy to him, the sound of his breathing growing heavier the longer he stared up at your pussy.
“Please. Make me feel better, Paracelsus.”
Paracelsus’ face fell flushed as he stared up at you with a heated face, his eyes watching as you lowered your hips down onto his cold and metal body with a shaky hiss.
You slid your hips down towards a small crack at the top of his blade, your pussy grinding up against the slit with a gentle moan spilling from your lips.
You grind up against his metal body, and he groans shakily from the feeling of your soft and sticky warmth against his body.
His eyes looked down at your body grinding against him, a shaky exhale leaving his lips before he gasps both suddenly and sharply from the sensation immediately hitting him.
He could feel the stickiness of your pussy rubbing against the metal where there was that small crack that went deep in his body, the heat of your pussy making him shudder and fall sensitive while a shaky moan leaves him.
Paracelsus moans a loud and trembling moan as black and dripping tentacles slowly sprout out of the small opening, a shaky exhale leaving his lips shortly after as the tentacles instantly slithered up along your hips and the softness of your backside.
You mewl shakily as you felt a warm tentacle softly rubbing against your slit, the slimy feeling of it running and massaging along your clitoris making you moan lightly while Paracelsus smiled nervously.
The tentacles gently nudged at your entrance and massaged at your sticky hole, your eyes slowly glancing down at the tentacle while the other tentacles wrapped around your inner hips and thighs to hold you still.
“If we need to stop, p-please tell me…”
You moved in and parted your lips to speak, his body shuddering at your breath hitting against his skin and your voice gentle as he listened it.
“Be gentle with me, okay?” You whispered to him, your words making Paracelsus whimper shakily before he responded.
“I…I’ll try to…”
Your breath hitched as you felt one of the tentacles gently rubbing at your sticky folds, a gentle and shaky moan leaving your lips as you focused on the tentacle rubbing sloppily against the entirety of your vulva.
Feeling the warm yet slimy tentacles continuing to rub and nudge against your clitoris a bit more made your body shudder while they rubbed against you.
A sharp exhale leaves your lips as you feel a tentacle slowly slithering up into your pussy, a small moan leaving your lips as you feel Paracelsus stretching you open both delicately and yet swiftly.
Paracelsus groans out loudly as he immediately felt your hot and sticky insides wrapping around his sensitive tentacles and sucking him in.
A sudden gasp spills from your lips as you feel him slowly thrusting up into your dripping pussy with one, while another tentacle slithered in and out of you rather easily.
You lean forward and rest your hands down against the fluffy blankets, your eyes looking down into Paracelsus’ eyes while he thrust and slithered his tentacles up deep inside of your pussy.
You whimpered above him as you felt his tentacles smooching lovingly at your bundle of nerves rather quickly, a gasp leaving your lips as you felt another tentacle slithering along your swollen clitoris.
“Ohhh…P-Paracelsus~” You moan out his name so sweetly while he exhaled loudly in response, his eyes fluttering just a bit as he watched your beautiful body squirm lightly against his own.
“T-This feels so good _-________, just as good as it did the first time we did this before…”
You mewl to him in response, your eyes falling half-lidded while your brows knitted lightly from the pleasure.
Paracelsus exhaled loudly before his expression contorted a bit from the sight of your frame squirming on top of him, a heavy groan spilling shortly after.
“I-I can’t stop!~ Y-You’re sucking them i-in~”
Paracelsus whines so desperately to you as the tentacles slithered inside of you in a bit of a more unrhythmic and out-of-control pace, the thrusts of his tentacles growing more harsh, while his voice grew so much more needy than before.
You lean over Paracelsus before peppering a smooch to his cheek, a shaky whimper leaving his stitched lips as he grew more flustered from the affection and the pleasure.
“Keep going!~ I-It feels so good, Paracelsus!~”
You moan to him as your hips began to move all on their own, the sound of his tentacles thrusting up into your pussy making your face flush deeper and grow hotter.
Paracelsus obeyed and the tentacles thrust up into your pussy even harder, forcing a sudden and loud moan from your lips while he gasps from your erotic noises.
The two of you moaned loudly while the sound of erotic squelching filled the living room, your sticky pussy fluttering around his sticky tentacles while his eyes began to roll up.
“_-________!~”
He gasps loudly and shuts his eyes, his face contorting into an expression of ecstasy while you whimper in response to his sweet voice.
You arch your back and wrap your arms around his midsection, the tentacles slithering in and out of you repeatedly while your pussy tightens around them.
“I-I’m getting close, Paracelsus!~ I-I’m gonna cum soon!~” You whine out to him, your expression twisting and your eyes fluttering as you finally feel your orgasm creeping up within your lower tummy.
Paracelsus peeks his eyes open, a soft exhale leaving his lips as the thrusts of the tentacles began to pick up in speed.
Your body rests against his midsection, and you rest your face against his cold metal frame, your arms holding him tight while your toes curl from the ecstasy.
Your moans unconsciously grew louder, and you whimpered and whined as you ground your hips against the tentacles once more.
“Ohh!~ I-I’m close!~ P-Paracelsus!” You whine out to him, your sweet voice making his body overload with from the unusual feeling of…pleasure shooting up through his body.
If only he could touch you. If he could feel you…to pull you in close and hold you while he fucked you so lovingly.
His tentacles pulled your hips down against his slit and held your lower body down against his own, the rest of the tentacles continuously nudging repeatedly into your bundle of nerves.
The other tentacles repeatedly rubbed and flicked at your clitoris, making your lips spill out sweetened hisses and moans.
“P-Please cum! I-I want to hear it! I want to feel it, ________!~” Paracelsus pleads to you, his eyes focused on your frame shuddering as you slowly sat up and arched your back from the pleasure.
You bit your bottom lip tightly and shut your eyes tightly as you focused on releasing your orgasm, your body trembling uncontrollably while Paracelsus watched in awe.
Your lips released a shaky whine before you exhaled heavily and lowered your head, your expression twisting up as you finally felt your orgasm ready to rush out to you.
“P-Paracelsus! Paracelsus!~”
You gasp Paracelsus’ name loudly as your pussy tightens around his tentacles, your body finally releasing your orgasm onto his tentacles as your pussy gushes around them.
Squirt spilled out onto both Paracelsus and the quilts beneath his body, his eyes wide as he stared at you in awe while you whined shakily above his frame.
Feeling your sticky and erotic essence spill onto his body honestly made him feel…odd.
It was unexplainable, yet he enjoyed the feeling of your sweaty body heaving over his and the angelic sounds of your voice that followed.
You whimpered softly and nearly fell over, his tentacles holding your hips up and in place and keeping you balanced while you held on to his body.
You slowly lifted your hips a bit and groaned shakily while your expression twisted in ecstasy, your hips wiggling a bit while Paracelsus continued to thrust his tentacles in and out of your pussy gently.
Your body trembled above his while you felt him thrusting them rather rhythmically and yet so softly into your pussy.
You continue to moan and whine as Paracelsus continued to thrust his tentacles in and out, the momentum of his movements slowing down as he helped ride out your high and extend your orgasm in such a mind-breaking way.
You exhaled shakily as your body shuddered a bit before your body nearly slipped and fell down, your frame gently lying down against Paracelsus frame while the tentacles slowly slithered from around your thighs and inner hips.
You felt as his tentacles slowly slid off of your skin before retracing completely back into his slit.
The last of his tentacles slid out of your pussy and back into his slit, a gentle exhale leaving your lips as you rested there motionless against his frame.
The two of you breathed heavily as you rested there in silence, satisfied and unable to think due to the pleasure still clouding your minds.
Paracelsus breaks the silence.
“Are…Are you alright, ________?”
He asked with worry, his eyes staring down at you while you continued to breathe heavily against his body. You nodded in response, and he exhaled a soft sigh of relief.
You slowly sat up and looked to him, your expression giving a bit of worry as you began to feel selfish for coming just in your own.
“Oh, but Paracelsus— You didn’t release, did you?” You whined, your hands cupping Paracelsus’ cheeks before he’d smile and chuckle in response.
“An orgasm isn’t needed for me to enjoy the moment. Your pleasure is what I want.”
He paused for a moment before continuing his sentence.
“Besides, there’s always next time for me.”
You exhaled and smiled as you scooted up close towards his face, your arms hugging him before you pressed another smooch to his stitches.
I’m sliding back into my old roots, mainly one piece but others as well like Tokyo Rev! I have a few non-anime characters in the works but I realize that sticking to a literal fandom change week by week isn’t gonna work for me in general—
Aside from the fact that I left for prolly literal MONTHS…
So I’ll just…literally write what I feel like and give. Hell I may even rewrite some old imagines…
But for now, I’ll look through some one piece imagines I’ve written or even write what a good amount of people’s been asking for…
OUR BABY LUFFY.
I had just lost my flow for writing for a bit as I do with any other hobby I have, it’s the same with me drawing. I have bursts until my body doesn’t feel like doing it, and that’s what happened here.
No ideas…No writings.
I would ask for suggestions but I know everyone including myself is getting sick and tired of the empty promises I give. Which is kinda why I barely even take requests anymore because I can’t trust myself that everyone will be answered.
Unless I take my time…
I love writing mini imagines though if anyone has any ideas for those, but I’ll see what I can come up with myself. So stayed tuned!
Husband Tamsy Caines x Wife Female Reader Smut Imagine.
Tamsy Ver. Reader Ver.
I sincerely apologize for the long wait, I haven’t necessarily been in a writing mood but here you guys go! Thank you for being patient with me!
This was originally supposed to be a Tamsy & Jabber Imagine collab, but Tamsy’s fic is so long that I decided to make it into a series seperately from Jabber’s imagine. A lot of you adore these two characters and so do I, I enjoy writing for them.
This series is a bit dark just like the last one I did, both Tamsy and Jabber’s fics will be contain dark themes so be careful.
It’ll be focused on mind breaking overstimulation, something that both this series and the next Jabber fic will contain.
Whenever I release the Jabber fic, I dunno WHEN that’s releasing…
Tamsy art credit to, nunhighink22623
Contains: Husband!Tamsy. Sensory Deprivation. Stockholm Syndrome? A dark situation but written in a slightly heartwarming sense. Reader is legit restricted. Tamsy spoils Reader and keeps her somewhat comfortable. Reader is also somewhat broken. Fingering. Somewhat rough and loving sex. Mind breaking. Overstimulation. Repeatedly switching positions. Full Nelson to Spooning and from behind on top of Reader. Multiple rounds.
Marriage is like a commitment to your partner, yes…?
A bond created through the silver of our rings and decorated with a sparkling stone.
A promise…to a person you love so dearly. With all your heart.
Of course you wouldn’t want to break it, isn’t that right?
My love for you is everlasting. It will forever be.
So I’ll commit this sinful act of my love for you.
I’ll make sure our promise won’t be broken. Not from you and neither me.
Neither of us will separate.
We’ll stay together until death parts our ways.
This is…my act of love.
For you, my dove.
________ Caines.
A heavy sigh left Tamsy’s pierced lips as he stood there and stared into his empty kitchen, his lips curling up into a delighted smile as his hands steadily gripped the paper within them.
He was so excited to see your beautiful face and hear your pretty voice again, to hear how happy you would be to see him finally come home after such a trip.
A three-day-long trip away from you was enough for him. Being away from you for even a day felt as if he were going through the worst of withdrawals from the hardest drug.
Tamsy trailed down to the kitchen’s entrance and stared down at the hallway, his lips curling up even more as he felt his heart beginning to flutter and palpitate within his chest.
Excitement steadily grew into suppressed arousal as he felt his body shuddering from his thoughts, his murky irises continuing to stare down into the hallway while he could only think of you.
His lips released shaky breaths before he’d finally speak out to you in a slightly shaky voice.
“G-Good evening, my dear! I’m home from my trip!”
Tamsy yells into the empty hallway, his honey-coated voice echoing throughout the home as he walks down the hall with excitement brewing within him.
Light footsteps echoed down the hallway as he hummed a soft tune and walked closer to his bedroom, his hands holding the brown paper bag within his them as he stared down at the pretty goods within the bag.
His murky eyes stared down at the goods he grabbed for you, his lips curling up into a wider smile as he thought about how you’d react to the things he had grabbed for you.
It had been a while since you’ve had anything a little fancy, so he thought that tonight would be the perfect night to spoil his wife with something nice and fancy.
Tamsy released a heavy exhale as he made his way to his bedroom door, and held the bag in his arm while his other hand landed on the door’s knob.
His hand turned the doorknob, and his eyes peeked into the room before he’d open the door all the way.
His eyes instantly met with your smaller frame resting on the soft pillows and blankets he left you, your body nearly asleep as you lay there motionless within the fluffy pillows and blankets.
He slowly crept inside before his body froze, his eyes watching as you steadily sat up before turning to him.
Tamsy smiled.
“Good evening, my dove! Did you perhaps miss me? I’ve brought you a nice supper from my trip.” He beamed happily, his frame slowly trailing over to you before he stood there and stared down at your body.
You stared back at him and he smiled as he noticed your different attire, a nice and silky dress for comfortability within your restricted ankles and wrists.
“Ahh. I see you’ve bathed and changed up. I hope that yarn didn’t cause too much trouble for you...”
Tamsy steadily gets down onto his knees and onto the floor, his hands holding the bag steadily in front of you while you’d stared off into space with a light sigh.
His hands softly set the bag down onto the floor, and his eyes glanced up at yours, his pupils observing that depressed and disconnected expression that you wore every time he saw you.
Tamsy absolutely loved it. Your deadened expression was so wonderful to see.
Your full face drained of color is exactly what aroused him, that loss of shine in your eyes that let him know that you definitely weren’t leaving the marriage anytime soon.
He could tell you didn’t necessarily want to either…or rather you couldn’t.
And that reassured him even more.
A huff leaves his soft and pierced lips as he unhooks the hair clip that held up his hair, his strands falling down over his shoulders as he stared down into your empty eyes.
The yarn constricted the skin of your ankles as you stared up at your loving husband, his lips curled into a sweet and loving smile as he bent his frame down over your own.
He cups your face and presses his pierced lips against yours, a shaky mewl leaving his lips as he felt his body growing hot inside just from the feeling of your cracked lips against his own.
As Tamsy pulled his lips away, his hands held onto your smaller ones, his fingers warm and soft against your cold and somewhat roughened ones.
You stayed silent as you stared up at him, your hands small and thin against his fingers as you held his hands without much of a grip.
Your stare causes Tamsy to tilt his head to you, his lips curling up just a bit into a rather sadistic smile as he stares back at you.
Your eyes slowly glanced away, and he chuckled softly to you, his lips pressing another kiss to your lips before he pulled away once more.
“I’ve missed you so much, my dove. I’ve been thinking of you since the day I left the house.”
You stayed silent and didn’t answer him and he gives you a small pout.
Tamsy blinked at you before giving you an expression of worry, a small whine leaving his lips as he tilted his head to you once again.
“What’s wrong, my dear? You seem to be less of color today than last time I saw you.” He asked you with worry, his thumb rubbing at the top of your hand while you exhaled shakily at his touch.
You stared up at him and he stared back before humming out to you, his hand pulling away from yours while you sat there motionless.
“You must be hungry after a three days with nothing. Maybe that’s what it is.” He says, his eyes glancing down while his fingers reached inside the paper bag.
The bag rattled loudly, and Tamsy gently pulled out a small pack of sushi alongside some chopsticks.
The sound of Tamsy clacking the chopsticks catches your attention, and Tamsy’s eyes watch as you look down at the small tray he holds in front of you.
He chuckled at your reaction as he held up the chopsticks, a little hum leaving his lips as he pulled the small plastic lid up off the wooden sushi tray.
“I’ve got you some dinner!~ I grabbed some nice assortment of sushi on the way home! I thought you would’ve like it~”
Tamsy leans in closer to you, his voice making your heart flutter just a bit as he whispers to you.
“I grabbed some sweets for you too. Some vanilla cake. You love sweets, don’t you dove?” He chuckled to you, his voice raspy and still in that honey-coated tone which makes you exhale shakily to him in response.
Your eyes stared down at the tray of organized sushi tray within his hand and sighed softly, your stare blank and your voice quiet as you sat there and stared at the food.
Tamsy picks up a piece of nigiri with the chopsticks and reaches it up to your lips, your eyes staring down at it while he wiggles it in front of your face.
“Open wide, my dear.”
…
His chopsticks held the roll of rice and thinly sliced meat close to your lips, and you slowly parted them, your lips steadily opening before he placed the roll of sushi into your mouth and onto your tongue.
You groaned softly as you chewed softly and slowly at the food without much hesitation, your eyes staring up into Tamsy’s while he gave you the most loving smile.
“You’re not denying the food anymore. That’s good. As long as you’re eating, my darling dove.”
He smiled and continued to feed you, his hand occasionally wiping away some sticky grains from your mouth while you sat there and allowed him to feed you.
You continued to eat for a bit, and after a while you began to reject the rest of the food, causing a little hum to leave Tamsy’s lips.
He gives you a smile and tilted his head in question.
“Feeling full? Don’t want anymore, my dove?”
You shook your head in response to his question, and your eyes glanced down at the slice of cake while his smile grew darker.
He chuckled lowly, and his hand picked up the container of cake while his other hand set down the chopsticks and reached for the silver fork.
Tamsy takes a bite of the cake before he’d cut another bite into the fork, his hand waving the fork into your face while you watched him tease you.
“Mm, it’s rather sweet. You might like it, my darling.” He snickered to you, his hand continuing to wave the bite in your face while you whimpered and opened your mouth.
Tamsy moved the fork towards your mouth, and you immediately closed your mouth on the fork to taste the sweet and fluffy texture of the cake within your mouth.
Frosting coated your bottom lip as you continued to chew, a hum leaving you as you felt the crisp sugar of the frosting running along your tongue and teeth. The spongy cake was nice and fluffy, and the whole taste of the dessert made your heart flutter with delight.
It felt as if the sugar made you happier.
Tamsy smiled.
“You’re too adorable. Just as you were when I had married you.” Tamsy sighed to you as he pulled the fork from your lips, his hand cutting another bite onto the fork before he looked back at you.
You froze as he lifted another bite of cake to you, your eyes looking down at the fork before you opened your mouth once again and took the other bite.
You chewed a bit slowly and swallowed before your jaw stopped, your eyes staring down as you fell into thought.
“T…Tamsy…”
He pauses.
“Hmm?”
His face fell blank with shock at the sound of your voice as his murky irises stared into your dulled eyes, his hand steadily pulling the fork from your mouth before it halted.
“Do you…still love me…?” You asked him, your shaky and broken voice making his body tremble with slight arousal.
He smiled widely and instantly nodded to you.
“Of course I do, my dove. You’re my beautiful wife. I’ll always love you.” He responds with a darkened tone, his eyes staring down deep into yours with a bit of insanity and a lot of adoration.
Your body unconsciously shuddered at the sound of his tone, but you nodded to him in response, a small exhale leaving your lips as you sat there listening to his words.
Tamsy reached a hand for your temple, his nimble and delicate fingers running through the softness of your strands while you sat there frozen from his touch.
“As your husband, I know what’s best for you. I demand that you stay here where you’re safe.”
“Where no one…and I mean no one…can take you away from me.”
“You’re safe here, my dove. You’ll always be safe here, with me.” Tamsy continued, his fingers softly grabbing at your chin and pulling your face in towards his while you unconsciously moved in closer.
Your lips met with his once again, and he mewls before pulling away and chuckling to you.
His eyes focused back on the cake as he forked another small piece from the slice, his hand guiding the fork up to your lips while you opened your mouth back up.
You chewed slowly and stared at Tamsy while he hummed to you, his head tilting before his eyes slowly looking away from yours.
His lips steadily parted as he continued to speak.
“Although…”
Your eyes looked back up at him as you hear his voice continuing to speak.
Tamsy’s eyes looked away from yours as he waved the fork within his hands, his words slowly spilling from his lips as he spoke.
“I do miss times when we were once intimate with each other. It’s been a long time since we’ve touched each other intimately.”
“Though I understand you’re probably still upset with me, even after all this time…”
Tamsy sighed as he stared down at the cake with a saddened expression, his scarred lips humming before his murky irises slowly trailed back up to your smaller frame.
You stayed silent for a moment, and slowly sighed as you steadily straightened up against the wall.
Your dull eyes looked up into his, and his body froze immediately before his breath hitched just a bit from your gaze.
Tamsy hummed at your gesture, and his eyes began to widen as his eyes rushed down to your thighs as they began to move.
You slowly spread your thighs open for Tamsy to gaze upon, your delicate and small fingers reaching down for the hem of your nightgown before you steadily lifted it up for him.
You reveal your clothed and soaking cunt to him, a shaky sigh leaving your lips as you slowly looked up into Tamsy’s widened eyes.
Tamsy’s brows raised in slight shock from your bold gesture, and his heart began to pound hard and heavy within his chest while his breathing grew rather shaky.
“Love…?”
You pulled your panties to the side, revealing your sticky slit for Tamsy’s eyes to see.
Your fingers slowly slid down in between your inner thighs before you touched your cunt with a soft gasp, your two fingers spreading your pussy open to him while his face steadily flushed.
Your dulled eyes stared up into his eyes as the fork steadily fell from his fingers, the sound of the small silver utensil falling down onto the small tray which held the slice of cake.
“Touch…me. I want to…feel your….touch again.”
Tamsy sat there frozen before his lip released a shaky exhale, his thighs clenching tightly on their own as he felt himself growing aroused and hard within his pants.
His hand moved the tray on its own before he moved in and crawled closer to your smaller frame, his face inching in towards yours while his hands met with your face.
“M-My love…”
He’d gasp shakily, his hands trembling just the slightest at the skin of your cheeks before he chuckled lightly.
“Y-You finally want my touch! Y-You finally need me!”
Tamsy beamed with excitement as his hand immediately shot down in between your legs, his nimble fingers touching your clothed cunt while you released a sudden and sweetened moan.
Oh, how you missed this feeling so much.
His fingers immediately palmed expertly at your cunt while your hands pressed against his shoulders, your moans growing louder while you breathed shakily against his shoulder.
Pierced lips curled up even wider as Tamsy’s fingers pinched at your swollen clitoris through the fabric of your panties, your pretty moans causing him to grow harder within his pants while he exhaled shakily from the sound of your voice.
“Your voice still as pretty as ever, my dove.”
He responds to you in a shaky tone, his hand suddenly sliding into your panties and palming at your sticky slit while you mewl shakily from his touch.
His body scooted in closer, and he steadily pulled his fingers from your panties before he brought them up to his lips.
Tamsy suckled on them for just a bit, and he mewls at the taste of your slick coating his tongue before sliding them back into your panties.
His fingers rubbed at your swollen clitoris repeatedly while you moaned so sweetly from his touch, your body squirming lightly beneath his while he groaned softly.
Tamsy’s murky eyes watched as your face twisted and contorted with pleasure, your hand reaching down for his wrist while he steadily pulled away from your pussy.
“You’re so beautiful like this…” He whispered into your ear, his tone making you shudder with excitement as your body grew hot with arousal.
“Tamsy…” You moan his name both weakly and sweetly, your eyes looking up into his clouded irises while he smiled down at you.
“You’re so gorgeous. Your moans and your sounds. Just so beautiful.” He expressed to you, a shaky exhale leaving his pierced lips as he stared down at your scrunched expression.
He leans in close before whispering into your ear, his voice soothing like honey as he spoke to you.
“Would you like for me to make love with you…? Have you missed my touch and affection so much…?”
You fell silent before answering softly to him.
“Yes…Yes…I do.”
Tamsy smiles softly before chuckling to you, his arms wrapping around your smaller and thinner frame before pulling you up into his lap.
A shaky gasp leaves your lips as he immediately latched his soft, scarred, and pierced lips down onto your skin, a heavy exhale leaving his nostrils as he did.
He moans softly as he smooched along your skin, your skin easily bruising as he left small love bites and hickeys against your skin.
Tamsy steadily pulled away from your skin with a small moan, a string of saliva tearing from both your skin and his lips as he slowly stared up at you with lustful, murky eyes.
He reaches down into his pocket before pulling out Tokushin, the spool spinning just a bit as the thick yarn began to untie itself and unravel from your wrists and ankles. You hummed out gently as you stared down at your wrists, your skin dark and bruised where the yarn suffocated your vessels.
Tamsy slowly opens his arms for you, and you jump up into his embrace as he slowly stands up while holding you. His lips peppered a small smooch to your temple as he carried you over to your shared bed.
He gently lays you down onto the bed and climbs on with you before he pushes your silky gown up, a shaky sigh leaving both of your lips as he chuckled lowly while staring at your thinner frame.
He dips his head down into your gown, his lips pressing loving kisses onto your skin while you moan in such a gentle voice.
He lifted his lips from your skin and pulled his head out of your gown, and smiled down at you before he paused in thought.
His lips curl up even wider, and he reaches down before he steadily pulls a blue blindfold from his other pocket, his two hands holding it up to you while you stare at it blankly.
“You wouldn’t mind us trying something different, would you…? I’d love to see how your body reacts if you can’t see me…”
“I’ve been thinking about this…all day…”
“Ah..?”
“A bit of sensory deprivation…I’m not going to do anything else but cover your eyes, alright?”
You nodded to him, your heart pounding with sudden and odd excitement as he moved the blindfold over your eyes with a soft chuckle.
He sighed as he unbuttoned his shirt, his eyes staring down at your frozen figure before he chuckled.
“Let’s make love now, my dove…”
…
“Nngh!~ O-Oh!~”
A sudden and shaky gasp spills from your lips as your body twitches from his thrusts, your brows knitting as you feel his length smooching your bundle of nerves so deep and lovingly.
You could feel his piercing grinding along your sticky, velvety walls as he thrusted in and out of your pussy, your hands gripping the pillow tightly while your eyes rolled up within the blindfold.
Soft hands held your hips as you released heavy and shaky whines, your toes curling as you buried your head into your pillow from a sudden and hard thrust.
Your voice increased in volume as Tamsy thrusts into you a bit harder, the sounds of your folds fluttering around his shaft and taking him in deeper, causing your face to flush with slight embarrassment.
Since when were you embarrassed by the noises you made…? Had it been that long…?
The sex felt so much more intense when you couldn’t see what was going on. You could practically feel Tamsy fucking your mind just from the restriction alone.
“Your voice is just so beautiful, my dove. How I missed our moments of intimacy so much.” He moans shakily into your ear, his blue brows knitting as he let out a heavy groan while thrusting hard into your cunt.
Your soft whimpers grew into loud whines as your body twitched and shuddered beneath his, your velvety walls tightening around his shaft a bit more and sucking him in even deeper while he gasps shakily.
“Mmmgh!~”
Drool spilled from your lips as you moaned out loudly throughout the bedroom, your body uncontrollably shuddering as your nails clawed into the pillow that nestled against your temple.
Your breathing grew shaky as you shuddered uncontrollably on the bed, a heavy whine leaving your lips as you felt him give you another deep and sharp thrust.
Tamsy smiles widely at the sound of your voice breaking and your body falling apart beneath his.
He could tell that your body was slowly falling into a broken state.
“My dear, I’m so happy that you’re very vocal today. I missed the sound of your voice and your gentle noises as I’m filling you up.”
“M-Mmgh!~ T…T…Tamsy!~”
You call out his name all shakily and bite hard at your bottom lip, your voice struggling to get your sentence out as your body melted like beneath Tamsy’s frame.
You began to plead to him so brokenly to him while he was grinning sadistically above your frame. His breathing grew heavy as he grew more turned on from the sound of you breaking on him.
“I-I want m-more! I want a-all of you inside of me!…”
Tamsy eyes widens in surprise and his lips slowly curled up into the widest smile he could give, his hands sliding up along the soft skin of your sides as he felt his body melting on the inside from your pretty words.
“Oh my dove, I’ll give you everything. I’ll give you all of me.”
Tamsy gently pulls out of your pussy, and you gasp sharply as you felt his weight shifting off of your smaller frame.
You feel the bed sink beside your body, and you turn your temple in the direction of the bed sinking before gasping at the feeling of his gentle hands against your skin.
His hands pulled you in close before he pulled your body on top of his, a small groan leaving his lips as his fingers gripped the soft skin at the back of your knees before pulling them up.
He’s pulling you into a Full Nelson.
A sharp and hard thrust into your pussy forced a whiney moan past your lips, your head throwing itself back as your back began to unconsciously arch from the pleasure.
You bit your bottom lip tightly as your brows knitted above the blindfold, your moans growing louder as the sounds of his thrusts began to fill both your head and the bedroom.
Tamsy hissed above you as you felt his hair rubbing at the skin of your back, his hand reaching up for your breast while you struggled to suppress your moans and whines from his thrusts.
“Oooh my baby, your pussy’s so tight around my shaft. Did you perhaps miss me deep inside of you?~”
“Y-Yeah!~”
“Yeah? You did?”
“M-Mhmm!~”
Tamsy laughed at your broken voice responding to him as he continued, your moans growing louder as you already felt yourself on the brink of your orgasm.
Tamsy listened in to your moans and realized how much louder you were growing, his expression darkening as he realized that your sensitive body was probably growing overwhelmed from the sudden pleasure.
And he’d be correct.
“Mmgh!~ Nnngh!~”
You gritted your teeth as your eyes rolled to the back of your skull, your pussy suddenly gushing around his length which caused his eyes to widen with shock.
Your squirt spills out onto the quilt beneath the two of your bodies and onto a bit of Tamsy’s leg as you breathe so heavily, your body rising and sinking with every breath as you struggle to regain your oxygen.
A sudden burst of laughter erupts from Tamsy’s pierced lips as he continues to thrust into your gushing cunt, your pussy making the wettest of sounds while you continue to whine from the overstimulation.
“Look at that!~ You came so much, my dove. So much in such a short amount of time!~”
A groan left his lips as he gently pulled halfway out of your pussy, his eyes looking up at your trembling body before he smiled widely.
Tamsy’s arms gently wrapped around your smaller frame before he pulled your body off of his own and back down onto the soft bedding beneath both of your frames.
He paused for a moment to relish in the sight of your exhausted and shuddering body, your breathing loud and heavy, and your pussy pulsating around half of his length while he mewl at your tightness sucking him in unconsciously.
A loud gasp erupts from your lips as you feel him thrust back hard up into your cunt, a loud whine leaving your lips as he continues to thrust into your bundle of nerves while occasionally grinding into the spongey spot.
You felt his soft lips press against your skin, his other hand reaching up and groping at your soft breast while you whimpered uncontrollably against his large and leaner frame.
“You missed my length so much that you couldn’t even last for that long. How adorable you are, my dove~”
“T-Tamsy!~”
Tamsy rests his body up against yours, his arm reaching around your smaller frame and pulling you in closer while he continues to fuck your pussy.
His heavy weight enveloped your frame so easily, his warmth against you making your body even more aroused as he continued to thrust his cock deep into your cunt.
Tamsy hissed as he moved a hand from around your breast and slid it down in between your legs, his nimble fingers rubbing at your swollen pearl while you gasped and whined out from the touch.
A sharp gasp spills past your lips as you feel his lips wrap around the shell of your ear, the sound of his breathing making your body shudder while your body grew even more sensitive.
Tamsy whispered softly into your ear.
“I’m not stopping until you’ve squirted buckets. Until you’ve soaked these beautiful sheets of mine.”
“Until your squirt makes the both of us a sticky mess.”
You bit your bottom lip and whined as he continued to fuck you at a rather rough pace, his lips spilling a heavy hiss as he felt your pussy squeezing his shaft so lovingly.
He chuckled into your ear while pressing kisses against the skin of your neck, your body writhing against his own as you felt yourself on the verge of cumming again.
Tamsy groaned as he pressed a scarred hand to your back and gently pushed your body down onto your tummy, your leg bending up a bit while your eyes winced at the feeling of his length thrusting much deeper into your pussy.
“Can’t you feel it? Can’t you feel most of my cock inside of you? At this angle, most of it is deep inside of this sweet pussy of yours…”
You whined beneath Tamsy as you felt his hips thrust hard and faster into your pussy, the bed gently rocking and creaking in rhythm with Tamsy’s hips thrusting into yours.
Your back unconsciously arched as you felt your mind growing fuzzy from the pleasure, your eyes brimming with tears underneath the blindfold as the overstimulation of the pleasure began to weaken your mind and body.
Tamsy’s expressions contorted just a bit as he groaned lightly, his teeth nipping at his pierced and scarred bottom lip as he felt your pussy sucking him in and growing even tighter around his cock.
Your breathing grew louder as well as your moans as you buried your face within your pillow, your voice growing more erotic and rather pornographic the deeper Tamsy thrusted into your pussy.
Your velvety walls tighten around Tamsy’s cock and suck him deeper inside, his voice releasing a soft and shaky moan to you as his cock twitched within your insides.
He was also finally growing close to his orgasm, just like you.
“Mmgh~ You’re getting s-so tight around my cock, does it feel that good for you?~”
You whimpered in response to his words as your body shuddered hard beneath his, your lips releasing an exhale as the blindfold steadily began to slip off of one of your eyes.
Tamsy laughed softly and thrust up into your bundle of nerves, a bit of stars appearing within your vision as you let out a loud and erotic moan.
Your hands gripped the soft cotton of your pillow as your toes curled from the pleasure, your voice spilling out as you gasped loudly from your orgasm finally being knocked out of you.
Tamsy moaned above you as his hands groped your breasts, his soft and sweetened moans spilling into your ear as he also felt his orgasm suddenly hitting him like a brick.
“F-Fuck!~ C-Cum with me, my dove!~ Cum all over this cock!~” Tamsy groans as his arms held your frame so tight, his lips chewing at his bottom lip as his cock twitches deep inside of your pussy.
“Oh!~ O-Oh!~ O-Oh god!~”
“T-Tamsy!~”
You shut your eyes tightly and cry out as your pussy gushes onto the quilt once again, your body shuddering so heavily while Tamsy mewls in arousal from your loud and sweetened moans.
He exhaled heavily and gave you a few more thrusts into your pussy while his body shuddered on top of yours, his expression twisting while his groans grew both loud and heavy.
His hands kept your body still against his as he pumped into your pussy and filled you full of his seed, his cock spurting his thick ropes of seed into your pussy and deep into your womb while you cried out shakily.
Your body fell somewhat stiff beneath his as you breathed heavily, your fingers releasing your pillow before you felt Tamsy intertwining his scarred fingers with your own.
He exhaled heavily against you before pressing a small smooch to your sticky lips, a softened moan leaving his lips before he chuckled lightly and embraced your smaller body beneath his.
“Ahh~ Wonderful! Just wonderful!”
“You did so good for me, would you like another round?~ I could make you scream even louder than before…”
He whispered his question into your ear and waited a bit, but didn’t get an answer in response, which caused him to freeze up.
Tamsy hums to himself before peeking his eyes down at your stiffened frame
“Ah—? My dove?~ Are you alright, my dear?”
His hand reaches for your face, and he pinches your cheek while you lie there unresponsive and quiet.
His soft hand cupped your head and tilted your face to meet his gaze, but your eyes were closed and your face was frozen into that twisted expression.
Your body unconsciously twitched beneath Tamsy’s frame, and you released a few small and soft noises before falling completely unconscious on the bed.
Tamsy blinked blankly before he slowly sat up away from your body while staring down at you, his hands holding your hips softly as he’d gently pulled his sticky length from deep inside of your cunt.
Your body still unresponsive as he sat there and stared down at your frozen frame.
His expression morphed into a sadistic look as he sat there staring down at your frozen frame.
His heart fluttered within his chest as he felt himself reaching cloud nine from your unresponsive body alone.
Tamsy shuddered as he hugged himself, an erotic groan leaving his throat before he sighed out heavily.
“I guess that’s means it’s time for a break then my dear…”
Tamsy sighed before steadily leaning over your body again, his hand pulling the blindfold from your eyes to see them blank and drained of consciousness.
His scarred and pierced lips curled into a wide smile as he stared down at your motionless body on the bed, his murky irises observing the mess you made along the bed before he sat back down.
His hand reached for your temple before he ran his fingers through your silky strands, a sweetened hum leaving his lips as he sat there in thought.
“Rest well, my dove. Cuz once you wake up, I’m gonna fuck you again…and again…”
“That delicate body of yours will break and melt once I’m finished making love with you…”
He peppered a small smooch to your temple and sighed heavily as he sat there and watched you sleep, waiting for you to wake up once again.
You literally wrote my favourite jabberxreader fics tysm I loooove your work ( ＾∀＾)
Glad you enjoy my works lovie! I’m also happy that I wrote a fic that became a favorite of yours! I haven’t been on tumblr that much recently but I’ll definitely get back to working soon!
Ex-Husband Tamsy Caines x Female Wife Reader Angst Imagine.
In preparation for my upcoming Husband!Tamsy fic, I wanted to get to writing to see if I still got it. I haven’t wrote angst in a good while so here y’all are. It’s not necessarily related to the fic but it does involved the marriage between Reader and Tamsy.
There also some Jujutsu Kaisen fic in the works and in editing so, there will be a lot to look forward to!
Contains: A rather short angst imagine. Very random and mixed writing, I tried my best— Ex-Husband Tamsy. Deceased Wife Reader. Tamsy is basically going through a broken state of grief and attachment with Reader’s body. Tamsy’s basically hallucinating and hearing Readers voice. Mentions and descriptions of Reader’s deceased body. Mentions of Reader’s body being preserved by Tamsy. Misuse of Vital Instrument or Jinki?
‼️Again, there are descriptions of Reader’s body within this fic. If you’re uncomfortable with those certaim
Tamsy loved the way your body looked.
It looked as if you were a beautiful porcelain doll, untouched by the filthy hands of anyone else but his own.
He adored the softness of your skin, how it felt underneath his gentle fingertips whenever he touched you.
The feeling of your fingers against his own when he held your hand…all of the details of your skin were just so wonderful.
So beautiful…So captivating…
“You’re so beautiful…” He’d whisper to you, your giggles making his soft and pierced lips curl up whenever he’d hear your gentle laughs at his endless compliments.
His fingers would intertwine with your own once again, feeling that gentle softness within his palm while you hummed to his warm and loving touch.
Your hands would sometimes be cold…chilling as if they were ice.
Chilling…yet still soft to the touch.
“I wish this could last forever darling…” Tamsy whispered to you in such a gentle tone, and you smiled while moving your face in towards his.
You’d never respond to him whenever he said that…though he knew that your profession of love never needed any words.
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Tamsy also loved buying you new clothes, buying the newest dresses and accessories to dress you up in and spoil you with after a good while.
His doll to play dress-up with, his model to give the most beautiful outfits to wear.
“Tamsy? How does this look on me?”
Tamsy stared down at your smaller frame, his dulled eyes meeting with your smaller frame.
He’d suddenly gasp both loudly and shakily as he took a step back from your smaller frame, his hand pressing up against the table behind him to stop himself from rocking it.
His lashes fluttered as he blinked and exhaled shakily as if he were out of breath, his eyes staring down at your body in the beautiful off-white dress before his vision steadily fell fuzzy.
Your lips curled up into a smile before you’d speak out to him.
“Tamsy? Is everything alright?”
“You look as if you’d seen a ghost, your face is so pale.
Tamsy’s breathing grew heavy as he stared up at your thinner frame, his eyes wide as his breathing began to hitch and grow irregular alongside the fuzziness of his brain.
He coughed as he felt his chest beginning to hurt and grow tight, his eyes still staring at your gorgeous and heart-melting outfit while he huffed exhaustively.
“O-Oh dove...”
Tamsy’s jinki glowed within the slight darkness of his bedroom, his lips curling up into a gentle and yet a pained smile as he gripped the handle of the enlarged spool.
His hand held up Tokushin as his eyes stared at the soft and thick yarn wrapped around both your arms and legs. Your limp and lifeless body rested there motionless and nestled within the yarn, your facial expression drained of color and your eyes completely devoid of that shine of life.
The beautiful off-white dress was coated in lace, and Tamsy smiled widely before laughing lightly, his hand pulling Tokushin back gently to bring your body in closer to his.
His frame walked up to yours, and his hand grabbed your own chilling hand before he exhaled lovingly, his murky irises studying the pretty dress on your body while he slithered a hand around your waist.
He reached his hand up towards yours, and his fingers slowly waffled with your own, his hand holding yours gently while he felt the softness of your skin within his palm just like he usually did.
“Oh, It’s so beautiful on you, my darling! Just as I planned it would.”
Tamsy beamed in response to your voice, his hand waffling even tighter with your own once again as he felt those cold and bony fingers slide between his warm and thicker fingers.
The sound of your voice echoed within his head, your bubbly giggle repeating within his mind as if it were an audio recording.
He steadily began to laugh even more, his voice all light and a little shaky as he stared down at your dead weight within the yarn that he controlled.
Tamsy peppered a smooch to your chilling lips before he pulled away with a small exhale, his eyes brimming with tears as he pulled you in closer into his larger frame.
He could hear your voice speaking out to him once more, the sound of your voice running through his mind.
“I hope we can stay like this forever, Tamsy.”
Tamsy paused before he smiled, his cheeks warm and falling sticky and soaked with hot tears as he chuckled to himself and opened his mouth once more.
“Yes…I hope so as well, my dove…”
He says in such a dulled tone, his voice steadily breaking as he felt his body tremble while staring down at your lifeless frame.
You gigged to him again, and he laughed in return, his arms gently wrapping around your chilling and lifeless frame as he held you so lovingly.
How dare you have a life! Anyway, how has it been?
It’s been all good. I’ve been staying with my grandma as of recently and taking care of her since she got out the hospital in February. Spending time and kinda going back and forth between my mommas house and hers. I’ve been trying to take care of my own health as well especially with these new doctors and such.
Sickle Cell has been doing just fine so I’m alright!
So it’s more of a focus on my health. I appreciate the ask and check-up love! Hopefully I’ll get to posting something soon…
Legit blasted ‘Pink Bubblegum’ in my ears while writing this whole thing and it feels more wholesome.
And when you’re blue—I’m red—I wanna kiss your neck and make you purple all over—
Contains: Jabber focusing on your pleasure. Focused on how Reader feels. Cunninglingus. Pussy eating. Hair Pulling. Frottage? Dry Fingering? Rubbing through panties. Eating through panties. Cumming in panties. Blowjob. Ends with a cliffhanger.
Jabber Wonger I - Cunninglingus (Pussy-Eating).
“Mmmm…Babyyy…”
Jabber moans heavily into your pussy as his crimson eyes stare up into yours, your lips releasing a loud whine as you throw your head back from the pleasure of his lips against your cunt.
His fingertip teased at your sticky hole while your body shuddered against his, your eyes wincing as you bit your bottom lip tightly in ecstasy.
His pierced tongue lapped along your pulsating clitoris, and his finger teased at your sticky entrance all playfully.
His tongue runs up along your slit, and his hands push your thighs open a bit wider while he exhales heavily against your cunt.
Your eyes began to roll up as your thighs unconsciously fought against his strong grip, your legs wanting to close due to the pleasure of his tongue repeatedly running along your pussy.
“Fuck me, your pussy tastes so good~ I wanna make you cream so bad, momma~” He exhaled heavily, his tongue lolling out to you before he’d continue.
You couldn’t find the words you wanted to spill as your mind fell more and more numb from the pleasure, your breathing so heavy as you struggled to catch your breath from the arousal.
A shaky whine erupted from your lips as your toes began to curl within your cotton socks, the sound of his plush lips sucking and lapping at your slit making you whine loudly while he continued to stare up at your weakened state.
His lips began to focus back onto your clitoris, causing your moans to grow louder and sweeter from his plush lips sucking your clitoris past his lips and running along his tongue.
“That pussy feelin’ good momma? Huh? You moanin’ like such a fuckin’ slut for me~”
“Mmm? That feels good?~ Cmon an’ answer me~”
“M-Mhmm~”
His groans grew loud yet deeper as his pierced tongue laps repeatedly at your swollen clitoris, his eyes still staring up at your cute and twisted expression while your eyes winced a bit from the pleasure.
Your hand reaches down for his locs, and he hums out against your pussy before he slides his lips along your folds rather teasingly.
A sweetened groan leaves his throat as he adored the touch of your fingertips running through his scalp, a small exhale leaving him as his fingertips teased at your inner thigh.
You twirl your fingers around his soft and charmed locs and held on to them before gently pulling on them for him, a sudden moan leaving Jabber’s lips as his eyes rolls up from the slight pain he felt rushing to his scalp.
Jabber mewled and chuckled while his lips suckled at your swollen clitoris a bit harder, a moan leaving him as you pulled his head farther down between your legs and against your pussy.
A sudden gasp leaves your lips as you felt his hands sliding higher up along your hips, his lips releasing a heavy sigh as his fingertips felt at the softness of your skin.
An erotic gasp left his plush lips as he landed his tongue back against your swollen clitoris, the muscle going in sloppy and circular motions while you shut your eyes tightly and mewled a little whine to him.
His hands gripped your hips and pulled your frame down even more against his lips, his tongue continuously lapping up along your slit and up to your clitoris while his fingers clawed at the soft skin of your hips.
You whined and began to uncontrollably squirm beneath his temple, your expression contorting a bit as you felt yourself growing a bit closer to your climax.
Jabber slowly lifts his head to speak, his lips curled up into a wide smile and his chin coated in your arousal.
“This pussy’s getting all juicy on me, fuck you’re s’fuckin’ wet~”
You nodded your head to him, and he instantly continued after your response, a mewl leaving your lips as he refused to waste a speck of time eating your pussy and bothering to edge you.
“Cmon then, momma~ Cum f’me now~ I need a taste of that fuckin cream on my tongue~” He hissed to you, his fingers spreading your pussy open a little wider before he steadily trailed his tongue up along your slit.
He lapped at your sticky entrance just a bit more before stuffing his tongue into your pussy, a shaky mewl leaving your lips as you felt his fingers pinching at your swollen clitoris immediately after.
“Ohhh~ A-Ahh!~ J-Jabber!~”
Your body shudders as your mouth opens wide and releases a loud and sweetened moan, your pussy finally creaming onto his tongue while he exhaled heavily.
His tongue slides through your slit once more before he teases at your sticky and soaking hole with his tongue, a moan leaving his throat as he slowly prodded his tongue past your entrance and slid it deep into your soft insides.
A shaky groan leaves his lips as he finally tastes your creamy cum within your sticky insides, a whimper leaving your lips as you try to pull your hips away from his plush lips while he whines at the gesture.
His hands gripped tightly at your hips while his slitted brows knitted tightly, his hands sliding your smaller frame back down onto his lips while he continued to eat your sticky cum out of your soaking pussy.
Your eyes rolled up as you struggled to pull away from him, a whine leaving your lips as you felt your body growing overly sensitive from the excessive pleasure and stimulation.
Jabber exhaled heavily, and he finally pulled his face away from your inner thighs, a heavy sigh leaving him as he stared up at you with loving eyes.
He presses a smooch to your pussy before finally pulling his lips away completely, his eyes rolling up while he bit his bottom lip and slowly trailed his tongue across his plush lips.
“Fuck baby, we gotta do that again.”
“N-No more! T-Too sensitive…”
“I gotta taste that cum again, maybe I’ll getcha t’squirt. Lemme eat this pussy again, momma~“
Jabber Wonger II - Frottage? Dry Fingering? Whatever you say when you run fingers against panties.
The sound of crunching filled your left ear as you sat there staring deep into the television screen. Your eyes glanced over to the crimson eyes that also watched the television, a heavy exhale leaving him as his large hand continuously dug into the bowl of popcorn.
Jabber stuffed his face with seasoned and buttered popcorn as he stared mindlessly at the TV, his eyes watching the movie intently while you let out a small sigh.
Part of you began to grow bored with the movie, but the time you were spending just watching Jabber honestly made it worth the watch.
You reached for your phone to check the time, and you stared at your screen as you felt yourself growing both bored and exhausted.
As you stare at your phone to check the time—
Mmh!~
A sudden moan filled the both of your ears, and your bodies stiffened as the movie had quickly cut to a sudden erotic scene.
The two of you watched and listened closely as the scene showed a woman and a man getting intimate, your face slowly flushing as you watched the woman spread her legs open while the man slid a hand down between them and into her panties.
Your eyes slowly glance over to Jabber’s expression—
He had the same expression as you. Just wide eyes and slight shock.
Yet he was deep into the scene.
Jabber’s eyes were wide, and his decorated fingers dropped the few bits of buttered popcorn back into the bowl as he started intensely at the screen.
You watched as he stared at the screen in a trance, your eyes slowly glancing back at the screen to see the male character’s fingers sliding along the woman’s clothed pussy through her panties.
Your breath hitched slightly as you sank yourself into the couch, your face a deep shade of scarlet as you watched the movie with thoughts steadily roaming.
“I know you were starin’ at me.”
You jumped to the sound of his voice and glanced over to see him staring back at you, his pierced lips curled up into a small smile while he chuckled at your flustered expression.
Crimson irises stared down into yours as you looked up at him with a shy expression, your hands gripping at the fabric of your joggers while he hummed out in a low tone.
Thick and decorated fingers slithered towards your frame before he’d rest his hand against your thigh, your face falling hot and flushed as you watched him move his hand closer between your legs.
You turned your head away and whimpered softly while Jabber continued, his arm wrapping around your waist and pulling your smaller frame in closer towards his while you averted his gaze.
“Y’want me to touch you?” He whispered into your ear, your body shuddering from his words and his voice while you turned to him softly in response. Your eyes looked up at him, and you nodded to him while he smiled in response.
“I…I don’t want to be fingered…”
“Hm?~”
You lifted a gentle finger and pointed to the TV, his eyes following your finger and glancing at the screen before he looked back at you.
“I want you to do what he’s doing to her in the movie.” You whispered to him.
A little moan left Jabber’s lips, and he nodded to you while he bit his pierced bottom lip, his arms pulling you in closer while he stared down into your eyes.
His large hand slowly slid down towards your joggers before he’d grab the waistband of them, his fingers gently pulling your joggers off of your hips and down to your knees.
His eyes met with pretty lace and he hummed softly before moving his hand a bit farther between your legs. His fingertip nudged against your clitoris, and you whined softly to him, your body jolting slightly while his lips curled up even farther.
“Wearin’ lace on a regular night? You must’ve been waitin’ f’me to touch you…”
“T-That’s not what it is! I just like wearing nice panties, that’s all…”
A chuckle left his lips as his fingers continued between your legs, his fingers rubbing up and down along your clothed pussy while you exhaled shakily and began to squirm.
Jabber could feel his length growing stiffer within his boxers as he began to listen to your moans while rubbing your clothed slit, his fingers feeling your pulse through your swollen clit through your panties.
Your eyes watched as his two fingertips went in circular motions along your clothed cunt, his fingertips feeling your soaking slit through the soft lace fabric of your panties.
A soft mewl left your lips as you stared down at the floor, your mind slowly focusing on the pleasure of Jabber’s fingertips while he stared down blankly at you.
“P-Please don’t stop…It feels so good~”
“Y’want me t’keep goin’ baby?~ Y’don’ want me t’stop baby?~”
“Please don’t, baby~”
“Ahh~”
Your voice is soft within his ears as he listens to your moans, his eyes focusing and watching your expression contort from his touch.
Thick fingertips continuously rubbed and pinched at your clitoris, your panties steadily growing more soaked and sticky with your arousal the more he rubbed at your slit.
His expression softened as he released a loud sigh, his ears listening to your sweetened sounds of pleasure while his cheek rested against your temple.
“You soundin’ so cute baby. It’s feelin’ real good, ain’t it?~” He whispered to you in such a soft and sweetened tone, his voice gaining a bit of a rasp to it as he spoke so quietly to you.
“Y-Yes…Yes it does, Jab~”
Jabber moved in closer, his nose nuzzling up against your cheek before his face slid lower down along your neck. Plush and pierced lips latched onto the soft skin of your neck, and you gasped shakily from the sensation while he exhaled heavily.
His lips suckled at your skin as it felt rather soft against both his taste buds and his teeth, a groan leaving his throat as his slitted brows began to twist a bit.
His arm pulled your smaller frame in even closer, and his finger went faster along your pussy while your moans grew louder and sweeter.
Your hand held onto his wrist as his fingers went faster against your panties, your soft voice growing louder and even shakier as you focused on the technique of his fingertips running along your soaking slit.
Jabber pulled his lips from your neck and listened his fingers before he slide them down into your panties, his fingertips rough but rubbing gently along your sticky clitoris within your soaked panties.
You softly shut your eyes, and your brows knitted tightly as you focused on the feeling of his fingertips repeatedly rubbing your swollen clit.
You could feel him exhale down onto the skin of your neck as he listened to the sounds of your pleasure, his cock hard within his joggers and prodding up against your lower back while he continued for your pleasure.
His other hand slides underneath your shirt, and his hand gropes your breast before his two rough fingertips pinch at your softened bud through the fabric of your shirt.
You released a soft gasp, and your eyes looked up into his while he smiled softly down at your twisted expression.
Your arm reached around his neck, and you pulled him in closer, your lips reaching for his as the two of you softly shut your eyes and gave each other a loving smooch.
Jabber’s breathing grew heavier as he pulled you in closer, his fingers unconsciously rubbing faster at your sticky pussy while you moaned into his pierced lips.
Your mind began to blur as you felt your orgasm growing closer, your pussy growing more sensitive to his touch while it grew hotter against his fingertips.
“I-I’m getting close baby…” You whispered to Jabber, your voice leaking a little whimper as your hips grind up into his fingertips.
Jabber began to run his fingers back and forth rather quickly along your clitoris, your moans growing louder against his shoulder while your toes began to curl within your socks.
Jabber hissed and bit his bottom lip as he felt himself wanting to burst, his cock twisting and drooling within his boxers as he listened to your voice and felt at your sticky panties.
“You sound close momma, gonna soak these panties even more f’me?~” He whispered to you, his voice dripping with a bit of rasp as he asked you his question.
You nodded to him as you hit your bottom lip tightly, your body trembling against his as you felt your pussy growing hotter and stickier against his touch. Your arms pulled him in even closer, and you moaned all sweetly into his ear as you felt your orgasm growing close.
Jabber chuckled lightly into your ear before you felt the warm skin of his lips kissing at your neck, the cold metal of his piercings giving your skin a slight contrast from his lips.
His bit at your skin gently before sucking your soft skin into his mouth, your voice all quiet and shaky as you continued to moan into his ear.
“Jabber~ J-Jabber, I-I’m so fuckin’ close!~” You whined to him, your legs now wrapping around his hips while he chuckled against your skin.
Jabber pulled his plush lips from your skin before moving his hand from your pussy, a small hiss leaving his lips as he pushed you away from him and stared down into your eyes.
“Lie down, baby.” He whispered to you, his eyes staring deep into yours while you stared up at him.
You immediately obey and lie down onto the soft cushions of the couch, your eyes watching as Jabber pulled your joggers farther from your hips before lowering himself between your legs.
His thumb ran along your clitoris through your panties before his mouth landed onto them, a sharp gasp leaving your lips as you felt his saliva and tongue immediately soaking the thin fabric of your lace panties.
Providing an odd yet arousing sensation to your pussy.
Jabber lapped at your clothed slit whilst his thumb continuously ran along your swollen clitoris, a heavy whine leaving your lips as your feet cramped slightly from how much you curled your toes.
You moan and squirm beneath his larger frame, your hand reaching for his temple and running through his scalp as you finally felt yourself nearing the edge.
You gasped and began to hyperventilate just a bit as you felt your orgasm finally hitting you like a brick, your eyes shutting tightly as you finally squirted into your panties.
“Mmmgh!~ S-Shitt!~”
You moaned loudly while Jabber chuckled against your clothed and sticky cunt, his tongue lapping through your folds and along your slit through the thin panties.
Your body shuddered as Jabber’s tongue continued along your clothed cunt, riding out your orgasm while you sighed heavily with relief.
Jabber pulled your sticky panties back and peppered a small smooch to your clit before lifting his head up, a heavy exhale leaving his lips as his body loomed over your smaller frame.
“Fuck. Ion even wanna watch the movie no more. I wanchu, momma.”
His hands cupped your face before he pulled your lips into his, a shaky moan leaving your lips as you could taste the slightest bit of your arousal and cum on his tongue.
He slowly pulled away and laughed lightly, his eyes looking down at you while you stared up at him. His hands pulled his pajama pants down a bit, revealing the indent of his length through his boxers to you.
“It’s only fair if you suck my dick in return, right momma?”
You nodded to him and groaned lightly as you softly sat up on your knees, your body still shuddering from your last orgasm as you watched Jabber lie down onto the couch.
Your hand rubbed at his erection through his boxers while he hissed shakily, his eyes falling half-lidded as he watched your hands trail along from his length to his hips.
You pulled his pajama pants down along with his boxers in one swift motion, his length steadily sticking up into the air and twitching a bit while you stared at it.
You immediately wrap your lips around his length, a small mewl leaving his lips as he felt both of your hands wrapping around his hard cock.
Your tongue lapped at his pierced and sensitive tip before you began taking more of him past your lips, a shaky whine leaving you as you felt his length pulsating against your tongue.
You look up into his eyes, and he hums while pressing a hand to your temple, a small and heavy exhale leaving your nose as you began to gently bob your head up and down along his length.
Jabbers’ face fell flushed, and his fingers played at your soft strands, a suppressed groan leaving him as his face contorted from the feeling of your mouth taking his length.
Aged-Up Ghost/Guardian Spirit Zanka x Female Hiker Reader Smut Imagine.
I had started writing this out as more of a dark imagine but I instead changed it because it’s the winter month and I wanted to write it more sweeter.
This was written in December and it’s just now being fixed and edited. It was to start off the chilling season but it’s still winter so it’s perfect to post.
Contains: Aged-Up Zanka. Ghost!Zanka. Hiker!Reader. Reader getting lost. Zanka guiding Reader out of the weather. Zanka’s just a sad and lonely spirit. Reader comforts and gives Zanka the love that he needs. Passionate sex. Temperature play.( Zanka’s body is straight ice while Reader’s is warm.)
Hiking was always relaxing for you, it was good to go out and get some fresh air in your area. Especially when needed to get out when it felt stuffy and suffocating in your own home.
Though it wasn’t a good idea to do it in this somewhat harsh weather.
Neither was it a good idea to hike out far from home.
Your stiff hands held onto your map as you studied it, an irritated sigh leaving your lips as you stared down at the map with slight disbelief.
You were lost. Just great.
And on top off everything, there was no human contact within a mile of where you were.
A heavy and irritated sigh erupts from you as your fingers grip the map in frustration, your face flushed with anger while your brows knit tightly.
Probably should’ve read it a bit better huh?
As you stood there and cursed to yourself in frustration, you could hear a slightly low voice speaking out to you.
“Y’sure yer supposed t’be ’round here sweetie? People go missin’ in these ‘ere areas…”
The sound of the soft and southern voice speaking out to you causes you to jump suddenly before you lift your head from your map.
You turned your head in the direction of the voice with widened eyes to see nothing there.
You quirked an eyebrow and looked around frantically, wondering where in hell the voice exactly came from.
A thick finger taps at your shoulder from behind, and your frame stiffens before you’d whip your head around to see a young and pale man standing there before you.
Your eyes met with deep blue irises, and you stepped back with a small gasp while he walked up a bit closer.
He was extremely pale.
Pale beyond the usual tone of skin with just a slight tint of grey.
He must’ve been sick.
Though that could’ve been from his attire, he wasn’t well dressed for the winter at all.
In fact, his attire seemed to be-- from another region all together.
He was dressed in a blue traditional kimono with matching tassel earrings, and he held a blue stick within his pale hand near his frame while he stared down at you with interest.
You fell silent and looked around, and he walked up closer to you while you stood there in silence.
Where did— Where did he even come from?
You didn’t see him walking along the trail so— Where could he have come from to approach you so silently?
Maybe you just didn’t see him while walking.
He was rather handsome, though he looked really sick and tired. His cheeks were slightly sunken, complementing the dark bags under his eyes and his pale skin.
His eyes winced a bit before he’d hum out of curiosity, his sunken pupils studying your face while you stared up at him with lively eyes.
“Yer not from ‘round here, are ya?” He asked you, his voice dripping with just a hint of excitement as he began to speak to you. You shook your head to him in response, and he smiled, a small chuckled leaving him as he studied your figure.
“I’m not. I’m actually lost. I was following my map but— I guess I was walking the wrong trail the whole while.”
The young man shook his head and he walked up closer to your smaller frame while you stared down into his eyes.
As he stared at you, you could feel an even colder chill emanating from his frame. He was even colder than the weather itself, colder than the snow and icy air that made you shudder.
Your eyes observed his figure from his face and down to his feet, your eyes stopping at his feet as you noticed something off about the man. Your brows knit in confusion as you realized that his feet were…transparent. Both his feet, along with his geta sandals themselves.
He smiles down at you and gives you a small snicker as his feet stepped back a bit.
“Heh. Seems you’ve noticed.”
“W-What are you…?”
“M’a ghost. A spirit. I jus’ roam these areas and watch for those who get lost.”
He held a chilling hand out to you, and you hesitated while staring down at his pale palms. You weren’t supposed to trust spirits from what you’d remembered, though there were such things as guardian spirits.
You still hesitate to touch him. Could you even touch him?
He laughed at your hesitation.
“I ain’t gon’ bite ya.” He says, his voice and words reassuring you just the slightest bit while you look up into his eyes.
Hearing those words, you decide to give him a bit of your trust and reach your hand out before you grab onto his hand. Your body instantly shuddered from his touch, his hand absolutely ice cold, close to instantly numbing your palms as he held yours.
His hand gently held yours and he hums at the instant warmth he felt coming from your palm and fingers.
Your hand felt wonderful within his palm, feeling that warmth of life within your hand transferring to his own made him sigh heavily.
It was honestly nostalgic for him. Having that warm back when he was still alive and well.
The more he thought of it, the more he began to grow jealous of your warmth.
Your warmer palm gently gripped his, and his lips curled up into a warm smile as his grip tightened around your softer hand.
He pulls you along, and you slowly follow behind, the two of your feet crunching underneath the soaked grains of dirt and sticky snow while you glanced around and observed your surroundings.
His touch was so cold…cold to the point where you’d thought it was numbing your skin faster than the chilling wind that blew.
His touch honestly made your entire body shudder as if he were going to freeze you.
While you were stuck in your thoughts of how cold his hands were, the sound of the spirit’s voice pulled you out of them.
“M’name’s Zanka, Zanka Nijiku. I’m a spirit who guides those lost through these ‘ere woods. Yer lost, so I’ll guide ya.”
He turned his head to glance over to you while he spoke, and you smiled before nodding to him.
“That’s a nice name. My name is ________. I just like hiking though I didn’t mean to come out this far.”
His lips curled up into a slight smile before his face stiffened back up into a monotone expression.
“I like yer name. Sounds pretty.”
“T-Thank you..”
Your face flushed just a bit as you continued to follow him, a shaky exhale leaving your lips as your body began to get oddly colder in your coat. A small chuckle left Zanka as he felt your hand shuddering a bit more within his.
You continued to follow him, but you hummed out as you realized that the turn you were taking was going deeper into the woods rather than going out of them.
At least that’s what you remember from the reference of the map.
You could feel your heart beginning to slowly drop into your stomach while your shaky voice spoke to Zanka.
“Where are we going…?”
Zanka fell silent, and he didn’t answer your question, his silence making your heart pound with slight fear as you opened your mouth to ask him again.
“Zanka…? Where are we going?”
He turned to you and blinks blankly.
“Ah- My fault. M’takin’ you somewhere where there’s shelter. It’s gon’ snow soon.”
“Izzat alright with ya?”
You fell silent and sighed nervously while your smaller frame stopped in place, the slight anxiety and fear eating at your stomach as you stared at him through your thick coat.
He quirks a dotted brow as he also stops in his tracks, his hand slowly letting go of his while he hums out and turns in the direction of your frame.
“Is…Is evrythin’ okay?”
You stood there in silence, and Zanka stood there confused before he finally understood what the problem was.
“I see now. I understand if you don’t trust me, sweetie. You can stay out here if you want to, but it is gonna snow soon.”
“N-No. We can keep going. You just spooked me…a little.”
Zanka reached his hand back out for yours, and you reached yours out and grabbed his, his hand holding your own with care as he began to pull you back along the trail.
“I have a shrine down along this trail, that should be some good shelter fer ya.”
You nodded to him with reluctance, your stomach now fluttering with butterflies as you began to feel that there wasn’t something exactly right about this man.
He was a ghost, and not all ghosts were good omens.
Especially if he’s telling you so much about himself and being so open to assisting you.
Though it was a probably too late to go back, and there was no other way to go back out of the woods without having time to study your map.
He did mention that it would snow soon as well.
His hand pulls you along as the silence between you two fell so deafening, the only thing your ears were catching was the sound of the wind flowing and blowing the trees along with it.
“We’re ’ere.”
Your frame stopped behind Zanka’s as you turned over to see a large and beautiful shrine, a small gasp leaving your lips before your eyes glance over to Zanka walking up along the rickety steps of the shrine.
His hand gently pulled you up along steps while you took your took your time walking up the stairs.
The steps creaked loudly under your weight as you took slow steps up onto the porch of the shrine, your hand still holding onto Zanka’s while he stood there staring at the door.
His other hand reached out for the handle of the door, and he slid it open before his hand stiffened along with his body.
He lets out a loud sigh, and you hum out while standing there and staring blankly at him, your eyes peeking over his shoulder while he turned his head to you.
Zanka gives you a smile before his hand gestures you to walk inside.
“Come on in. It’s warm in ‘ere fer ya too.”
You exhaled a sigh of relief and smiled before nodding to him, his hand guiding you inside the shrine and helping you step inside.
It was a nice little place.
It was rather warm and cozy and very traditional nonetheless.
Your eyes sparkled as you looked around the shrine, admiring all the traditional antiques while Zanka’s hand steadily released yours.
Your hand slowly pulled away from his, and you steadily pulled the hood of your thick coat from your temple to get a better look at the shrine.
“Make yerself comfortable.” He says lowly, your head nodding to him while you began to unzip and pull your coat off your body.
You look around and see a coat rack beside a door, a hum leaving you as you walked over to it.
You felt a slight chill behind your smaller frame but you ignore it and began reaching up for one of the hooks along the rack.
As you’re humming out to yourself and hanging your coat up against the coat rack, your body suddenly grew cold within the warmth of the shrine.
You reach your hands up to your arms and rub them for some warmth before you turn around, a small shriek leaving you as you see Zanka standing there behind you.
You groaned shakily as you felt your stomach fill with fear, your heart steadily beginning to thump faster within your chest as you turned your head to him.
Zanka’s dulled eyes stared down at your body, his hand holding on tight to his stick as he just stood there with a darkened expression.
“Z-Zanka!”
“Sorry, did I scare ya?”
“Yes! You did!”
He chuckled lightly before turning away from you and walking off, his hand setting his stick aside before he rested his arms within his kimono.
“Came t’tell ya that I made sum tea. I ain’t mean t’scare ya.”
A shaky exhale left your lips as you followed him, your eyes watching as he gently lowered himself down onto a floor cushion near a low table. You followed and sat yourself down beside him, your small hands reaching out for the teacup before you carefully brought it up to your lips.
Zanka watched as you carefully sipped at the tea, a little hum leaving him as his lips curled up into a wide and innocent smile. Your eyes glanced over to him, and you quirked a brow at him as you wondered why he was smiling so hard at you.
“Are you okay?”
“W-Who me? Yeah! I’m good!”
“You’re smiling really wide…”
“I jus’— I ain’t had company is so long. It’s been real lonely so…you bein’ here honestly makes me happy.
“Oh…?”
Zanka nodded to you, his eyes staring down at your teacup while you responded to him.
“I was honestly afraid at first. You made it seem like you were gonna do something to me…”
“I wouldn’t do anything t’ya. Only thing I could really do is haunt or curse ya.”
You felt your heart beginning to beat a bit irregularly as your eyes continued to stare into Zanka’s, your face flushing a tiny bit as you listened to his voice while staring up into his dull and darkened eyes.
“Might I…Might I say sum?” He asked you, your eyes watching as he slipped his arms back into the sleeves of his kimono. You nodded to him in response while your hands reached back for your teacup, a soft groan leaving him before he cleared his throat to speak to you.
Zanka scoots in closer to you, and you could feel his chilling air emanating from his frame and onto yours.
His eyes glanced over your soft and smaller frame while he exhaled a shaky sigh of chilled breath, his face flushing just a bit as his cheeks dusted with a darker shade of pink.
“It’s nice, y’know? Havin’ company like this. This place is where I used stay at before I passed away.”
“I’m just really happy to have some company…and provide some hospitality to someone in need.”
You sipped the rest of your tea as you listened to his heartfelt words, his face flushing the more he continued to speak his words to you.
You set your teacup down onto the table once more before your mind flooded with questions, your curiosity filling your thoughts to the brim with wonder.
“How long has it been since you’ve been like this, if you don’t mind me asking, Zanka?”
Zanka froze before responding in a melancholic tone.
“Prolly a few decades. A few decades an’ nobody ‘round to keep me company.”
Your expression softened as you began to feel sorrow for the specter, your eyes watching as his expression also dropped before he looked away from you with a heavy sigh.
It fell silent within the shrine and you could hear the loud roaring of the wind outside of the shrine.
You pressed a small hand to Zanka’s chilling shoulder, your touch causing him to lift his head just a tad bit from the contact.
“At least I’m here to keep company…right?”
Zanka peeks back at you before shaking his head.
“Ain’t no point in bein’ excited. Yer leavin’ tomorrow, why should be happy ‘bout that…?”
“I mean…Yer a really pretty lady an’ all…an’ it’s been so long since I’ve had company come by…since I was alive an’ well too…”
You fell silent as your face flushed from his gentle words, and his eyes widened in realization before he began to try and take back his words.
“W-Wait!— I mean—“
“You think I’m pretty, Zanka?”
“Well— Yeah! But— I ain’t mean to…say it—“
You giggled to him before scooting in even closer to his chilled frame, your shoulder touching his and your warmth mixing with the chilling aura he emanated.
Zanka’s face fell flushed as you pressed a warm hand against his, his body flinching a bit from the touch while his voice spilled a chilling and shaky gasp.
“I…M’sorry.” He apologized, his body resting down against the low table while his darkened eyes stared up at you.
You pressed a hand to his temple, your fingers running through his cold strands while he sighed shakily at your touch.
“You just wanted some company right…?” You asked, his body perking up slightly to your words. He nodded with reluctance, and you smiled before sitting up fully.
“I know I can’t stay for long but, we can make the most of it while I’m here. I’ll be your company, Zanka.”
“Y-Y’don’t have to—“
“It’s alright, I promise.”
Zanka sat there with a blank expression before his face steadily flushed, his hands setting himself up off of the low table before he turned his body towards the direction of your smaller frame.
“Y-You’ll…You’ll stay?”
“I’ll stay for as long as I can…”
Zanka sighs all shakily as he begins to slowly pull his kimono open, revealing his pale chest to you while he stares down at you with pleading eyes.
His pleading eyes urged you to touch him, and you obeyed without question, your hands pressing against his icy cold skin while he moaned shakily from the touch.
Zanka’s expression twisted just a bit, his eyes shut softly as he focused on the feeling of your warm and gentle fingertips along his skin.
He peeks his eyes open at you.
“How ‘bout we get t’know each other, jus’ you an’ me…?”
“If…If ya don’ mind it…of course.”
You fell silent and nodded to him in response while exhaling heavily, your brows softening as you felt his chilling arms reaching around your waist.
He was honestly cute seeing him so flustered.
You let out a small giggle to him while he turned his head away from you with a flushed face.
He whispered his words while his eyes peered at you.
“I jus’ missed havin’ company. I haven’t had any company nor affection so long.”
“M’Sorry.”
You press a warm hand against his cheek, and he hums lovingly at the touch, his chilling face rubbing into your warm palm while his arm pulls your smaller frame in closer into his chilling embrace.
“I don’t mind it at all, Zanka. I don’t blame you.”
“You’re a spirit who just needs a bit of contact. It’s okay.”
A mewl leaves your lips as he wraps his thin and pale arms around your burning body, a little sigh leaving his lips as he nuzzles his face into your neck.
You shuddered from the sudden contrast in temperature, and exhaled shakily from the chill of his skin kissing yours.
“You’re freezing, Zanka.” You exhaled shakily, your body already shuddering within his embrace while he sighed and nodded to you.
“‘M’sorry. I’m permanently like this. If it bothers ya, we don’ gotta get in contact and such.”
You smile and pepper a sweetened kiss to his cheek, his face flushing a bit as his expression fell frozen with slight shock.
His deep eyes stared down at you as he received a sweetened smile in return, your hands grabbing at his hands that rested at your sides.
“I can try my best to warm you up.”
You responded in a low tone, your eyes staring up into his while he inhaled sharply from your words and tone of voice.
Zanka instantly fell flustered from your words, and his hands began to shudder against your hips while you giggled at him.
Your hand pressed against the ice-cold skin of his chest before you slid it down along to the fabric of his kimono.
You pulled his kimono open just a tad bit more, revealing more of his thin figure while he sighed into the skin of your neck.
A chilled and thin hand slides underneath your sweater and along the skin of your tummy, his lips pressing a few soft smooches onto your warm skin while you gasp shakily.
“I wanna feel that warmth ‘gain. Warm me up with this pretty body of yers…”
Zanka sighed and pulled you in closer, his eyes glancing up at you full of adoration while you sighed back and ran your hand along his cold skin.
“I’ll try my best to, Zanka.”
…
A sudden whine spilled from your lips as your expression contorted, your arms wrapped lovingly around his neck while heavy sighs and groans spilled from Zanka’s cold lips.
Zanka’s thin hands pulled your arms from around the back of his neck, and he instead held both of your wrists in one hand, his other hand pulling your frame in closer to his thinner one.
“Is this pace good ‘nough fer ya?~ Y’want me to go faster?~” He whispered to you, your body shuddering from the chilling breath he exhaled against the skin of your ear.
“Y-Yes! Please!~ T-That feels— It feels s-so good!~”
Shaky gasps spilled from your lips as his hand gently held your wrists in front of your smaller frame, his deep eyes staring up into yours while he’d felt you bounce your hips up and down against his.
Your hips rode his length softly, your brows knitted tightly, and your lips pursed to suppress your sweet and gentle moans.
His length was cold like ice deep within your insides, yet it was a rather different and exhilarating thing to experience, unlike the usual sex you’ve experienced from a regular person.
While his chilling length thrusting deep inside of your cunt and kissing your cervix so lovingly, you couldn’t help but to release the sweetened sounds of your pleasure.
Zanka exhaled shakily as he felt as if his length was melting within your insides, the feeling of your velvety insides sucking him in deeper and massaging his length making him groan and whine uncontrollably.
A cold hand touched at the lower back of our skin, and you gasped shakily while he chuckled in response to your sudden reaction.
“Sorry m’hands are s’cold t’ya sweetie.” He apologized, your head nodding instantly in response while he smiled at you and sighed heavily.
His head rests down against your breasts, and he slides his chilling lips along the warm skin of them before they come into contact with your hardened nipples.
Zanka pressed his lips up against your hardened bud while you mewled so sweetly at the sensation, your lips releasing a soft mewl while your back arched from the pleasure of the sensation.
An abrupt gasp erupts from your lips as Zanka latches his lips onto one of your breasts, his cold tongue swirling and lapping at your hardened nipple while your expression twists into ecstasy.
“Yer takin’ me in s’well. Does my dick really feel that good?~”
“M-Mhmm!~ I-It does, Zanka!~”
Zanka laughed lightly at your sweetened voice while he continued at your nipple, your insides tightening so much more around his shaft while his tongue continued at your breast.
His tongue grew a bit longer in length as he circled it around your nipple completely, his eyes staring deep into yours as he watched your expression shift and contort.
Your sweetened expressions contorted even more, and your hips began to unconsciously bounce faster along his length, your moans growing louder as your pussy fluttered lovingly around his length.
His hand released your wrists, and you immediately wrapped your arms back around his neck, your body sitting up against his frame even more, and your breasts smushing up into his face while he released a muffled groan.
Your hips went faster while you moaned louder into Zanka’s ears, your pretty eyes wincing as you took his cock deeper inside of your pussy repeatedly.
The chilling feeling of his skin within your insides honestly enhanced the pleasure and made it even stronger. The chilling feeling was something that you couldn’t describe, yet it just felt so right.
Zanka’s chilled hands grabbed your hips, and he squeezed them tightly while he pulled his lips away from your breast, his eyes staring up at you while you mewl loudly and bit your lip.
Zanka’s pale lips curled up into a smirk, and he chuckled while his cold hands slid up along the warm and soft skin of your hips.
“As ya wish…”
Chilled hands pull your hips down farther onto his length, causing a shaky whine to spill from your throat while your back arched a bit in ecstasy. You began to grow more vocal and spill your voice out to Zanka uncontrollably, his eyes watching as your pretty pussy fluttered around his length lovingly.
Zanka reached a hand for your swollen clitoris with hesitation, and you smiled before pulling his hand between your legs, his fingers pressing against the swollen nub while you exhaled shakily to the touch.
Zanka released a heavy groan while his dotted brows began to knit tightly, a shaky huff leaving his lips while his eyes glanced back up into yours with a bit of shyness.
He pulled your body down a bit before he rested his lips against the skin of your neck, his lips resting against the skin before he opened his mouth and began suckling on your hot skin.
Icy lips suckled at your skin, giving you a small hickey before he bit at your shoulder lightly with a little groan, his teeth cold against your skin as they sunk into you.
You exhaled shakily and pulled him in closer within your warm embrace, a moan spilling from your lips as you slowed down at the sound of his lips sucking hard at your skin.
Your skin felt so warm against his tongue, a small groan and exhale spilling from his lips as his hips continued to thrust up into yours to continue the pace.
His hands gripped your hips a bit tighter while you arched your back from his touch, your body melting at his cold touch while he felt himself melting against your hot skin.
Your sticky insides grew tighter around his length, and they sucked his length in a bit deeper inside, a sudden and sharp moan leaving your lips as you felt him smooching deep into your bundle of nerves.
Zanka pulled his lips from your skin with a small pop and exhaled shakily while his expression twitched just a bit, his hands pulling you in closer while you pressed your hands against his shoulders.
His kimono linens were falling a bit disheveled, and his garments were steadily slipping off of his body the more he thrusted up into your warm and sticky pussy.
He could feel his length steadily melting within your insides, his lips releasing a shaky whine while his eyes stared up into yours.
“Y-Yer s’warm, s’fuckin’ warm…” He mewled, his eyes softly shutting while his face rested against the skin of your shoulder.
“Y-You’re so c-cold…It feels good in a strange w-way.” You responded, your lips curling up into a small smile before your expression immediately shifted back from the pleasure.
You move your hands behind yourself and up against the futon for balance, your hips unconsciously moving up and down along his length while he watched with a flushed expression.
Your moans steadily increased in volume, and you whimpered shakily as your brows knitted tightly while your insides also tightened more around his pulsating length.
Zanka groaned heavily while he felt his chilled body melting like ice against yours, his fingertips feeling along your warm skin while he exhaled heavily.
His hands grabbed your hips and pulled you in close while you gasped from his touch, your body slipping back just a bit before his thin hands reached for your frame and pulled you in closer.
His hands were gentle yet still chilling as he pulled you into his embrace.
“I’ve gotcha…Yer a sweet thing, ain’tcha?”
His voice comforted you as his eyes stared up into yours, his eyes falling half-lidded while his face rested against your breasts once more.
Sweetened whines left your lips as you wrapped your arms around his neck once again, your hips lifting up and down along his length as his cock began to smooch deep at your bundle of nerves from the angle.
Zanka’s eyes softened as he stared up at your contorted expression, a shaky exhale leaving his lips as a breath of chilled air leaves his lips and kisses your skin.
The sound of your sticky pussy fluttering around his length honestly made him harder as his hands gripped your hips a bit tighter.
He could feel your cunt growing more stickier with your arousal, your essence coating his length and giving the two of you an easier time.
Zanka sits back a bit more and pulls your body up higher onto his frame, his eyes looking down at your pussy sucking him in deeper before a groan leaves his lips.
“Yer enjoyin’ this, ain’tcha?”
Your hips began to move faster along as you threw your head back, your voice growing louder as the sound of your hips bouncing along his length also growing louder.
Zanka released a few groans as his dotted brows knitted tightly from the pleasure, his eyes continuing to stare and watch as his cock went in and out of your pussy.
“Yer gettin’ close, yer voice is gettin’ louder an’ all.”
“I-I am!~ I-I’m so close to cumming, Zanka!~” You exhaled heavily, your face contorting in pleasure as you felt his cock nudging into your bundle of nerves once again.
Zanka pulled your smaller frame in closer into his embrace, his dulled eyes staring up into your sparkling ones as he sighed heavily.
“I wan’ you to cum on me. Squirt on me, sweetness.” He demanded, his hand sliding down along your inner thighs and reaching for your swollen clitoris.
Zanka runs his soft and chilled thumb up against your clitoris once more while you gasp loudly, his other hand reaching up for your breast while you whined and turned away from him.
“C’mon sweetie, you gonna cum on my length? Or are y’gonna keep me waitin’?”
“I-I’m going to!~”
“Then do it!”
Zanka thrusts up into your pussy, which causes you to spill out a loud whine, your teeth nipping at your bottom lip while your eyes rolled up in ecstasy.
His breathing grew heavier as a chilling mist kissed your skin, his pale lips landing on your soft skin and suckling at it while you mewl shakily. Zanka moans into your skin before he pulls away, his eyes looking up into yours before he sighed out shakily.
“Yer s’warm ‘gainst my body. Yer startin’ t’intoxicate me darlin’~”
“Ahh~ Z-Zanka!~”
Your body trembled against his as your arms pulled him in deeper into your embrace, your nails clawing into the chilled skin of his back while he hissed and smiled down at you.
“Feelin’ real good, yeah? Yer bouta cum?~” He asked teasingly, his voice a bit raspy within your ear while you moaned shakily and nodded to him.
He chuckled lowly and pulled your temple in closer to his, his icy cold lips pressing against your soft and warmer lips while you moaned into the kiss.
Your expression twisted more, and your hands gripped his shoulders tightly while your lips suddenly pulled away from his, your lips releasing an erotic moan while your pussy tightened around his length.
“O-Ohhh! Z-Zanka!~”
Your body shuddered against his larger and chilling frame as your pussy finally gushed around his hard shaft, your face contorting while your moans grew loud and whiny from the pleasure.
Your orgasm hits you like a brick as you squirt onto his lower abdomen, a heavy groan leaving his lips as his finger rubs quickly at your swollen clitoris while you groan loudly.
“Fuck, there y’fuckin’ go sweetie~”
He hissed into your ear while his chilling thumb rubbed sensual circles along your swollen clitoris, your voice trembling and your hips grinding softly against his length while he peppered smooches against the soft and warm skin of your neck.
You exhaled shakily and moaned at the sensation of his lips against your skin, your body falling still and stiff as you rested your temple against his shoulder.
You rested there as you exhaled a sigh of relief, the feeling of his chilled fingertips sliding along the skin of your lower back making you mewl at the feeling.
Zanka pulled away from your smaller frame, and you sat up and away from his shoulder, your eyes looking down at your pussy enveloping his cock while he smirks up at you.
His hips rolled up into yours, and you gasped shakily, his hand reaching back up for your breast while you moaned at his touch.
He continued thrusting into your sticky and soaking pussy while you moaned so sweetly above him, his lips curling up into a wide yet mischievous smile as he continued fucking your cunt.
“I don’ wanna pull out…Yer body’s s’warm…keeps me warm.” He exhaled, his eyes shutting softly as he began to focus on his own pleasure while you wrapped your arms around his neck.
Your moans were soft but grew louder as your cunt grew more stickier from the overstimulation. Your gasps and whines were sweet and soft within Zanka’s ear as he continued to thrust up into you.
Zanka groans heavily as he relishes in the feeling of your sticky pussy wrapped around his length, his voice growing more vocal the more he continues to thrust deep inside of you.
He reaches a hand for yours before he waffled his cold fingers with yours, his voice growing louder and his breath heavier as he felt himself growing close to his orgasm.
Zanka opened his eyes and stared up into yours, a whimper leaving his lips as he pulled your body in closer.
“________…” He calls your name out to you gently, his fingers clawing up into the middle of your back while he exhales heavily from the pleasure.
“Zanka…?” You moan his name in response, his body shuddering from the sound of your voice calling his name while you tremble above his thinner frame.
“Thank you…fer keepin’ me warm~” He whispered softly, his brows knitting tightly as he felt himself on the edge of his orgasm. You moaned softly and nodded to him, your hands reaching up and cupping his face gently.
“Y-You’re welcome…”
You press a sweetened smooch against his lips, and he moaned lovingly as he began thrusting up faster into your pussy, his heart pounding out of his chest as he breathed heavily into the kiss.
His groans were muffled against your lips as his face twisted into an expression of pleasure, his lips pulling back and gasping loudly as he finally felt himself ready to burst.
His cock twitched deep within your insides, and you mewled to him as your pussy tightened around his length.
Zanka exhaled heavily as his fingers began to claw at your softened skin, a heavy groan leaving his lips as his eyes fell half-lidded and his voice grew louder.
His hand gripped your hand tightly within his palm, and his mouth fell open as he released a loud and sweetened moan.
His cold frame shuddered beneath yours as he finally reached his climax, his teeth nipping at his bottom lips while his eyes began to roll back a bit.
“Please—Please stay w’me! S-Stay here!~”
“D-Don’t l-leave me, ________!~”
Zanka groaned heavily and threw his head back as his body trembled heavily beneath your smaller frame, his length spurting his thick and chilling seed up deep into your pussy while you moaned shakily.
Your pussy tightens around his length as he cums deep inside of you, a shaky and heavy exhale leaving his lips as he rested his head against your shoulder.
His hands released your hands, and he instead wrapped his arms tight around your waist while you wrapped yours around his neck a final time.
“Stay ‘ere…Stay…w’me…”
“P-Please…don’t go, ________…” He exhaled shakily, his voice falling soft and softer as you felt your body growing more tired by the minute.
You pressed your lips onto his for a final time and sighed sweetly before your body rested against his frame.
“I’m not going anywhere, not for now Zanka.”
He sighed heavily and rests his head against your breasts, a small groan leaving his lips while you breathed heavily against him.
Your body shuddered against his as you rested there against his chilling skin, your fingers playing at his brunette strands underneath the little mullet he had.
“Can we…do that ‘gain…? I ain’t felt somethin’ like it…in such a long time.”
You could hear his voice trembling as he asked his question, his eyes staring up into yours while you fell silent as your mind grew blank.
You sighed heavily before letting out a little chuckle, your lips peppering a small smooch to his chilled cheek before you responded.
“We can do it as much as you want, for tonight.”
…
Your eyes studied the map on the low table a final time before you folded it back up neatly, your eyes looking up into Zanka’s while he looked away from yours with a saddened expression.
“I have th’location marked on yer map. Of m’shrine.” He responded with a heavy sigh as he turned away from your smaller frame, his hand gripping his staff tightly within his chilled palm while he felt himself growing sadder by the minute.
You smiled softly and stood up from the table, your hand brushing your heavy coat down a bit while Zanka turned around from the sound of you getting up.
His dulled eyes widened as he felt your arms suddenly wrapping around his thin waist, his eyes looking back to see your smaller frame hugging him tightly with knitted brows.
“Thank you, Zanka. I promise, I’ll come back to visit you.”
Zanka sighed before placing a hand on the sleeve of your coat, the feeling of your sleeve slipping from his hand making him audibly whine before he turned around.
His eyes watched as you began walking to the door, your hand pulling it open while he immediately followed after you.
You turned to him while he stared back with dull and darkened eyes, his hands holding his staff while the two of you stared at each other in silence.
“Please don’t go. D’ya really have t’leave me…?” He asked in a shaky tone, his hands trembling as they held on to his staff tightly.
You look back out the door before turning around and walking back to Zanka, your hands cupped Zanka’s frozen cheeks before pressing your soft lips gently against his colder ones.
“I’ll come back and visit you. I have the shrine marked on my map, don’t I?…”
Zanka’s face fell flushed before he nodded to you, a heavy sigh leaving his lips while you smiled up at him.
“Ya…Ya promise…?”
You nodded.
“I promise. How about you walk me back down the trail? I’d get lost again if you weren’t with me.”
Zanka stood there frozen before he nodded softly, his hand reaching out for yours while you grabbed it and held it gently within your warm palm.
Okay so, sadly I couldn’t edit Tamsy and finish Gris’ fic in time so those will be released another week. Though I will be posting both Jabber and Aged-Up Zanka for tomorrow.
For these two weeks, we will be doing
Jujutsu Kaisen!
I already have a Suguru imagine planned out to be first. If you guys have any ideas or characters just shoot em in the comments or in my inbox!
i absolutely LOVEDDD that fluffy smut jabber fic!! please write more 🙏 fluffy smut is the best idc what anyone says. i love ur writing btw 💗💗
THANK YOU, LOVE! I’M GLAD SOMEBODY LIKES EM! Oddly enough, the soft Jabber imagines got more attention than I assumed so I’m happy it did! I sometimes love writing characters without their usual archetypes and traits, it can be different and such.
There will be more getting posted this week so stay tuned for more of soft Jabber!
