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I’m just a mean bruh girl that watches anime, 27 she/they --- requests: open — masterlist -- rules

[bestiesenpai]

Masterlist hereeeee (will be updated eventually, search tags if you want more recent stuff)

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Most recent work:

the first installment of my bridgerton au ft sukuna -- part two -- part three -- part four

chef getou

youtuber Itadori!!!

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Wish I could write a proper British accent cause I’d love to write Sukuna as a disgusting Mancunian lad with an accent so thick it takes two minutes to comprehend exactly what he’s saying

And he’d be nasty, rough and tumble with his knuckles always bandaged up from getting into a fight and a few more knicks every time you see him; he eggs on your fear of him getting seriously injured, showing you old scars or injuries that never healed right, like the tear in his bicep that he didn’t go hospital for so now when he flexes there’s a large divot on his left arm

He likes that a proper bird like you is so worried on him, packing him meals when you can and insisting he stop picking fights (little do you know he’s a bare knuckle fighter and he’s at the top of his career)

God he loves his little bird, his lady, but he won’t say it -not outright at least. He doesn’t want you tied down to him so he intentionally holds back, hoping a nice guy with a safer pastime will come and swoop you off your feet and take you away from his tumultuous life

But right when someone gets close to doing so, he snaps his jaw, scaring the guy off and keeping his precious bird in her gilded cage

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this is a quick write, a concept i stole from a video on xiaohongshu :)

God, you weren't supposed to be here. It was a whim to come here and see him and god what a mistake you've made. It started with a knock on his office door, then rounding the desk when he beckoned you over, innocently following his lead when he asked you to sit down on his chair. You didn't know it would lead to this, didn't plan for this, that's for sure.

"K-Kento..." you whimpered, pathetically rutting your hips into his face as you balled your fists up. Wearing a skirt didn't necessarily translate to having your husband eat you out under his desk but here you were. Your panties were in his pocket, his glasses were disheveled on his face and his hair and tie were horribly messy and unkempt.

You were trying to be quiet, not like anyone would come into the office. He had a sign tacked on the door saying he was occupied, in a meeting of sorts. Little did anyone know that meeting was between him and your cunt.

Sucking harshly on your clit, Kento didn't control his loud, panting breaths as he feasted upon you. There was no need, he muttered when you told him frantically to keep it down, no one can hear me.

A knock at the door killed the moan trying to tear its way out of your throat, forced your arching back to go painfully rigid and straight, made your uncovered feet slip from where they rested on Kentos back.

"S-someone's here!" You whispered, biting your lip to stop a whine. Kento paid you no mind, digging his fingers into your thighs as he pushed his nose deeper into you. You couldn't even make eye contact with him, his head obstructed under your skirt.

"Nanami?" A voice called from the other side, knocking again.

"Kento!" Attempting to push his head away only earned you a huff and he grabbed your wrist and held it steady. "Kento please!" Slick gushed out of you and into his waiting mouth and you weren't sure if you were begging him to stop or to keep going; the adrenaline in your body was sending mixed signals.

"Mr. Nana- oh." It was someone you didn't recognize, not that you came to Kentos office very frequently. You just happened to have some free time in your day, so you thought to come over and pay your husband a sweet, innocent visit. And yet what a fool you were.

Swallowing thickly, you nodded in acknowledgement, urging your face to go to a neutral expression and not the sorry fucked out one you knew was plastered on it. The employee eyed you incredulously, trying to pinpoint where they knew you from if they knew you at all.

"Where's Mr. Nanami?" The employee spoke slowly and the suspicions in their voice finally made Kento relent a little, swallowing his own thick globs of saliva mixed with your essence.

"Out?" You squeaked out, face set aflame at the tone of your own voice. There was a tense silence and that finally spurred Kento into action.

"Sweetheart, scoot back for me." He was already pushing your chair back and coming up from behind the desk, a sight to see when his comically large frame unfurled from under the desk.

And what a sight to see, his shirt was unbuttoned a few from the top, his tie was barely hanging onto the knot it was put in this morning, the hair he had perfectly set into place was a horrible mess with his bangs sticking to his forehead from sweat, it was a miracle his glasses were still even on his face with how lopsided and foggy they were. The true cherry on top was the lower half of Kentos face, almost dripping with spit and boldly shining in the harsh light of the office. There was no mistaking what was going on in this room.

"Wh-why are...you under the table?" The employee dared to question, their cheeks getting ruddy as they dared to glance your way. Leaning a forearm on the desk to steady himself, Kento heaved a sigh.

"You came all the way to find me just to say bullshit like that?" God, his voice was gravelly and it made your legs twitch. The two were locked in a staring match that the employee desperately wanted to get out of.

Without saying a word they left, careful not to slam the door but not quiet about their escape either. With them gone, Nanami turned to you, licking his lips unabashedly and gripping the edge of the chair to pull you back to him.

"Now, lets finish this meeting, shall we?"

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to anyone missing my writing please know i am also missing my writing

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sorry i've been listening to sleep token and i had a very strong drink :)

"Oh my love..." He whispers in your ear, mouth just barely detaching from your neck to speak to you. "Have I mistaken you for a sign from God?"

It was funny, coming from Sukuna. Regarded as a god himself. Yet here he was, aching for just a fleeting touch of your heated skin, a subtle glance of your eyes, anything from you.

He had you against a wall now, unable to control himself long enough for you to get comfortable on the couch. It had been ages since he'd seen you, since you had cast him out of your life for playing with your heart. Playing the stupid games he loved so much and seeing the consequences of that, it was enough to make him fall to his knees and pray right between your legs.

It had been a battle to get you to even come this far. To answer a call, to stop sending back the flowers he had delivered to your place. I'd be lying if I told you that I didn't wish to be your man, the notes attached had all said, along with a bloody fingerprint on the other side. 'It's a river running right into you. I've got a blood trail, red in the blue.' He explained when you finally accepted a call.

"My love." He stated, already breathless just from being this close to the warmth he so craved, second only to the warmth of your heart.

"Yes?" You whispered back, not daring to be too loud and break him of the trance he was in. Running a gentle hand through his hair, his head fell back with the motion and he stared at you with half lidded eyes, almost in a drunken stare.

"You've got my body," His breathing was ragged, eye contact never ending as he undid your bottoms and slowly dragged them down your legs. "Flesh and bone." Licking his lips, he dared to break the eye contact to look at your cunt, biting his lip but unable to stifle the groan that rumbled from deep in his chest.

"The sky above," Sukuna looked back into your eyes, "The earth below." His head leant forward like a puppet on a string, nose burying itself in your folds separated only by your panties. The groan that came from him now was full of life, unabashed and only half displaying the want he had for you.

His tongue darted out, just getting the taste of you back into his mouth. Where it always should be. He wanted nothing but to drown in you, do whatever it took so that the only thing he knew was you, your taste and touch, let you order him around like a dog just to get even a pat on the head at the end of the day.

Sukuna didn't realize he had started to move with more fervor, manically trying to push his tongue through the fabric that kept him from his most prized possession, the thing that men went to war for. He only realized when your hand in his hair gripped him harder, unsure whether to push him away or bring him closer.

"A...a taste..." His breathing was horribly ragged, delirious as he was. Sukunas hands slid up your legs, gripping your hips before thumbing under your panties and sliding them down. A tear threatened to spill from the corner of his eye and he could not care less about it. Seeing you bare before him was enough to make him do the sign of the cross, clasping his hands together and saying a prayer right in front of you.

"This is a taste of the divine."

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*beating the mic with my fat hog* is this thing on

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Japan jet lag is kicking my ass but I do have the intention of getting back to the Bridgerton au soon as I can get a solid nights sleep😭

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I have been in Japan for nearly two weeks now and Gege Akutami I know you’re hiding from me. I can feel it. I can sense it.

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I been in Japan for five days and jjk is everywhere y’all maybe this is our jujutsu kaisen lol

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-`ღ´- a/n: Friends…. Yesterday I came while sucking someone off… a moment of silence please.

-`ღ´- tw: 18+, orgasms, blowjobs, oral male receiving, smut with no plot, pet names

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All im thinking about is experiencing the most earth shattering pleasure while blowing Gojo and you don’t want to admit it. You refuse to let him know that your panties are soaked with your own juices. You pray he can’t hear how messy your cunt is squelching, begging to be touched all while you’re working him on your knees.

You don’t know who’s losing it more. Satoru is gasping and groaning with each bob of your head. His usual taunts are stuck in the back of his throat. His hair is sticking to his forehead, sweat accumulating by the minute. His abs are taut, and his eyes, all six, are locked on you.

But you… your body is trembling. There’s spit covering you from your lips all the way down your chest, collecting in a pile on the floor beneath the two of you. Your hands are pawing at his body, the strongest and most adept person you’ve ever met. One hand caressing and tugging at his balls while the other is intertwined with his hand. You can feel him squeeze your skin, a warning.

“T-thats it, fuck, you’re doing so good, sweetheart,” oh… You pick your head up and make eye contact with him. You could almost taste the cum begging to release inside of you. Your lashes were wet with tears, tongue swiping against the base of him as you slot him back into your throat. He tenses, a groan slipping out of him.

“Oh! Oh baby!” You couldn’t stop even if you wanted to. You almost felt like you were in a trance as you leaned in, deep throating his cock, and tightening your throat sporadically in tune with your breath. You pulled off and took a deep breath, stroking up and down his length.

The gaze between you two spoke volumes. More. You both want more. Without breaking eye contact, you slid his cock back into your mouth, relaxing your body as you slipped him past the initial ring of muscle of your throat.

Satoru felt his balls tighten as your mouth worked him towards his end. He tried to steady his breath but staring down at you in such a state, fuck. How could any man handle a beauty like you?

You blinked, feeling a few tears slip from your eyes. Oh. Oh god you could feel yourself teetering towards the edge again. Your cunt felt so needy, so untouched. Yet every time you tightened up your throat down to your abdomen and into your core, a spark of pleasure shot up your spine.

“Baby?” Satoru caressed your jaw. You blinked a few times, bobbing gently before looking up at him, mouth suctioned to his pelvis. “I’m so close, please don’t stop.”

Please? The strongest ever is begging you to keep going. To help him reach new heights. And Satoru would gladly grovel if it meant you would bring him to life of pleasure alongside you.

Your knuckle pressed to the back of his ballsack, rubbing against his pressure point, causing him to stand up straighter. You let your body seize up, each muscle taut with what was to come soon. Satoru’s moans fell out freely. His spit slicked cock sliding in and out of your mouth with speed. It went so deep inside you. He was sure if he just reached his hand down… his fingers wandering towards your throat. Oh… oh yes. He could feel his cock bulging against your throat.

His cried out as his cum shot from his swollen tip, you whimpered out as he snapped his hips forward, holding you in place as his cum forces its way down your throat. Your body clenched at the intrusion, pleasure snapping in your core as tremors slid up and down your form. You’re cumming. You’re cumming so hard from sucking Satoru’s cock.

When he pulls out, he’s shaking. His cum continues to leak from his tip and he takes a moment to blink his eyes open. And when he does, he sees his perfect girl, covered in his cum and struggling to meet his gaze as you work through your orgasm.

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(づ￣ 3￣)づ my fwend so good at righting

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I am so so so sorry to hear about your dog. loosing a pet is such a heavy grief, and I hope you can rest for as long as you need and want to. Sending love 🫂🩷

thank you for this, and thank you to everyone that commented on the original post as well. i am doing okay, as okay as one can be during a time like this. grief takes time to process and get over and surprisingly writing is helping me with that process, it's a welcome distraction. can't say i'll finish anything any time soon but you never know.❤️

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Hey my dog passed today, processing the grief and just giving a warning that I might take a break from writing for a bit.

[writing-prompt-s]

“We need you out of retirement for one last job.” “Who?” “Not who, but where. The Olympics, in France. You’ve always been our best shooter.”

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stop imagine a jujutsu kaisen x olympics crossover i'd die

reader is doing the shooting and has no idea how to act in the village with all these well trained athletes that haven't seen what they have and yet somehow they make friends with a few unsuspecting characters and maybe even grow close to a few other athletes...

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HAPPY BIRTHDAYYYYY

bro why did tumblr not show me I had a message🤬 thank you so much tho!! It is great to be 27 lol no money no prospects

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Night walk

Art based on a fic by @bestiesenpai

I don't know much about the Bridgerton , so based on the movie I drew them with these outfits. I took the skin and hair color from the fact that it was more common, I still need to practice drawing more

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Thank you for this!!🩷

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Not me being 27 today lol

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Done with being a scholarly woman reading real life books time to get back to depravity and writing