Right I'm not sure if you're still taking request so my apologies if you're not, could it be possible that you could make a fic where Zoe(and the rest of the class) learns about the "help" Marinette gave Chloe at the end of queen wasp? since expensively it's just the complete opposite advice Marinette gave her
not taking anymore salt requests or requests in general due to the fact that I have been sent racial/death/rape threats
synopsis — in the rare moments illumi has time for himself, he makes sure that (name) feels all of him.
content warnings for gender neutral reader, gender-non-specific genitals, praise kink, body worship, soft sex.
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Illumi was an exciting lover, to say the least; he always wore such a blank expression, hardly showing any expression — unless Hisoka somehow managed to annoy him (which is quite rare as the two of them are friends and have mutual respect for one another). He kept to himself mostly, busying himself with his career, and took what little time he had over with (Name), usually meaning sex.
Now, Illumi had what some might call an odd admiration for (Name)'s hands. They were soft and smooth, unlike his; Illumi's hands had grown calloused and rough, thanks to the rigorous training his family forced him to undergo when he was a child. He admired (Name)'s body; he praised their wonderful temple. It was perfect, even with all of their imperfections, the Zoldyck assassin adored their body. The feeling of their skin against his, the warm of their lips against his, oh, Illumi fell victim to their charm, and found himself hungry for their touch.
It was addictive, soft, warm, and welcoming. He had never been touched so gently before; Illumi was shocked the first time (Name) touched them. He expected them to be more heavy-handed but they were. They even smiled at them, pulling the assassin in for a quick kiss on the lips. That was enough for Illumi, simple gestures were enough to keep him wanting more. They were so different from the touches he got from anyone else-not his parents were this gentle with him as a child. (Name)'s kisses and caresses were nice.
"You're beautiful," he would mumble, ghosting kisses along their neck, hands gingerly caressing their hips, and drinking in their pitiful moans. When his fingers dipped into their lower areas, Illumi was fascinated with how their faces contorted from unadulterated pleasure, incoherently whimpering Illumi's name as they fisted the sheets, arching their back while he worked his fingers slowly, stroking them.
He adored those burning, erotic looks. He worshiped (Name); how odd for Illumi to do such a thing. The lanky assassin kissed down their navel, ebony eyes peering into cloudy, (color) eyes as they pleaded, "Lumi, please." He could feel their body quivering under his unmerciful touch; his tongue teased their inner thighs, elicited choppy, ragged breathes from the being, and they would writhe, gripping the bed sheets. "Illumi, please! No more teasing," they would whimper, raising their hips off the bed.
It was tantalizing; Illumi craved — desired more from his beloved (Name). Their moans, their pleasure, he wanted it all. Every dip, fold, quote on quote imperfection, the assassin wanted to do nothing but admire (Name)'s body, flaws included. Fuck, he would consume them until they were reduced to a crying mess, overstimulated from the mind-boggling pleasure.
"Everything is perfect." His tongue would caress their genitals, rewarding him with a beautiful moan that reverberated off the walls, resonating in his ears. Illumi's fingers curled, tongue pressed against the most sensitive part of their genitals, tormenting their sweet lover with such sweet agony, they could die. "Your body is beautiful," he would say, their orgasm washing over them with a loud cry.
He would praise (Name), kissing their forehead as they came down from their orgasm, cleaning the bed, and changing the sheets.
synopsis — in the rare moments illumi has time for himself, he makes sure that (name) feels all of him.
content warnings for gender neutral reader, gender-non-specific genitals, praise kink, body worship, soft sex.
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Illumi was an exciting lover, to say the least; he always wore such a blank expression, hardly showing any expression — unless Hisoka somehow managed to annoy him (which is quite rare as the two of them are friends and have mutual respect for one another). He kept to himself mostly, busying himself with his career, and took what little time he had over with (Name), usually meaning sex.
Now, Illumi had what some might call an odd admiration for (Name)'s hands. They were soft and smooth, unlike his; Illumi's hands had grown calloused and rough, thanks to the rigorous training his family forced him to undergo when he was a child. He admired (Name)'s body; he praised their wonderful temple. It was perfect, even with all of their imperfections, the Zoldyck assassin adored their body. The feeling of their skin against his, the warm of their lips against his, oh, Illumi fell victim to their charm, and found himself hungry for their touch.
It was addictive, soft, warm, and welcoming. He had never been touched so gently before; Illumi was shocked the first time (Name) touched them. He expected them to be more heavy-handed but they were. They even smiled at them, pulling the assassin in for a quick kiss on the lips. That was enough for Illumi, simple gestures were enough to keep him wanting more. They were so different from the touches he got from anyone else-not his parents were this gentle with him as a child. (Name)'s kisses and caresses were nice.
"You're beautiful," he would mumble, ghosting kisses along their neck, hands gingerly caressing their hips, and drinking in their pitiful moans. When his fingers dipped into their lower areas, Illumi was fascinated with how their faces contorted from unadulterated pleasure, incoherently whimpering Illumi's name as they fisted the sheets, arching their back while he worked his fingers slowly, stroking them.
He adored those burning, erotic looks. He worshiped (Name); how odd for Illumi to do such a thing. The lanky assassin kissed down their navel, ebony eyes peering into cloudy, (color) eyes as they pleaded, "Lumi, please." He could feel their body quivering under his unmerciful touch; his tongue teased their inner thighs, elicited choppy, ragged breathes from the being, and they would writhe, gripping the bed sheets. "Illumi, please! No more teasing," they would whimper, raising their hips off the bed.
It was tantalizing; Illumi craved — desired more from his beloved (Name). Their moans, their pleasure, he wanted it all. Every dip, fold, quote on quote imperfection, the assassin wanted to do nothing but admire (Name)'s body, flaws included. Fuck, he would consume them until they were reduced to a crying mess, overstimulated from the mind-boggling pleasure.
"Everything is perfect." His tongue would caress their genitals, rewarding him with a beautiful moan that reverberated off the walls, resonating in his ears. Illumi's fingers curled, tongue pressed against the most sensitive part of their genitals, tormenting their sweet lover with such sweet agony, they could die. "Your body is beautiful," he would say, their orgasm washing over them with a loud cry.
He would praise (Name), kissing their forehead as they came down from their orgasm, cleaning the bed, and changing the sheets.
pop idol!lilanette au where lila comes back as an international pop star under a new name and new identity. she works with lots of famous people and they want her to work with an up and coming popular fashion designer. she agrees only to find out that this new designer is not only sponsored by her ex, chloe, but the new designer is marinette, who doesn’t recognize her yet.
Hey sorry about all those bad messages you have been getting recently, like all the death threats etc. You shouldn’t be experiencing that (no one should) and your writing is phenomenal. I’m glad to wait for the continuation of my fav fics, like “Hypnotized” or “Build a Bitch” (potentially) when the heat dies down. Just know that people have got your back!
hi stink! i am just not gonna do anymore salt fics as i have even received racial threats and have been harassed and put on more than three bashing forums. not worth it anymore and i just hate this fandom because god forbid you criticize marinette (or even adrien) and the fandom is losing their mind, but they can say other children are worst than a whole terrorist and abuser. it’s just tiring to keep fighting and fighting and having to defend myself while others have said and written worse than i have, because god fucking forbid i prefer other characters over a poorly written mc.
Maybe I am extremely high but I need to yap about this discovery (or maybe someone had thought about this too but shhh
so remember in steven universe where andy comes to visit and it’s revealed that he’s sad because his family started moving away after greg and he wanted to stick with tradition?
i was rewatching steven universe future and we gain more insight on why greg moved away from home and changed his last name from demayo to universe.
got me thinking what if the reason the family started to move away because greg was the first one to get away from a bad situation? maybe they were all aware of how toxic it could be, but no one wanted to disturb the “peace” they had until greg had enough and left and hasn’t been in contact since?
and the reason andy is so fond of holding onto tradition is because that’s all he knows and that’s all he was taught. maybe i am reading too much into it
synopsis — (name) is not a fan of dealing with brats, but breaking sasuke has always been a lovely reward, and to see him crumble at your feet. that was just the cherry on top.
content warnings for femdom, this is written as a black reader (if you complain, you will be blocked), name-calling, spit-kink, anal sex, anal play, oral sex (fem receiving), cum eating, face-sitting, dacryiphilia, degradation kink, anal fingering (male receiving), afab terms
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(Name) hated dealing with brats.
They always thought they could do whatever they want, mouth off, and they expected no punishment for their actions. It was too much of a hassle for (Name), so she stuck with submissive and obedient partners who followed her orders to the letter. She loved praising her partners, making them whimper and cry out under her gentle touch as she brought them to another mind-boggling orgasm that stole their breath from their lungs. It was such a treat to hear them sputter and wail from how good she made them feel; it made her chest swell in pride.
The way tears stained their cheeks and how they were so noisy, blubbering about how full they felt and how it hurt had (Name) giddy. She would never hurt her partners unless they begged for it. She adored making their skin burn and ache with each slap and whip delivered to their body. Watching their bodies lurch forward while twisting their fingers into the sheets drove (Name) completely wild.
She couldn’t do that with a brat. They were too noisy and far too irritating for (Name); the nights would often end with disappointment on both ends and a horny yet frustrated (Name) furiously masturbating.
And yet, here she found herself with Sasuke, nestled between her legs and her fingers twisted in his hair, guiding his mouth back and forth to caress her pussy with his tongue. (Name) clicked her tongue, brushing her heel against his straining cock, hearing him whimper against her pussy lips. “Oh, come on, I know you can do better than that. You’re the one that wanted to run your mouth at dinner, so back up your fucking actions,” she taunted, applying more pressure to Sasuke’s poor cock. “Didn’t you say that you were gonna make me scream your name, eh? Where’s all that bravado now?”
Sasuke let out a noise, pressing his face harder against the folds of her slick pussy. He was inexperienced—that much was obvious—desperately trying to lick her clitoris and stimulate her, but he was failing. He gritted his teeth in frustration, letting out a throaty moan when (Name) yanked his hair again. He couldn’t talk properly, being smothered in the mess that he had created between (Name)’s thighs.
She let out a sigh, pulling Sasuke off of her irritated clit and tapped his cheek with her fingers. “You’re hopeless, ya know? Slobbering between my thighs like a fucking virgin. I hope you weren’t lying about being experienced, Sasuke, because this is just pathetic,” she scoffed, pulling his hair again.
He let out a moan, looking up at (Name) with half-hooded eyes. Tears were evident, almost threatening to spill down his puffy cheeks while she got up, pulling Sasuke onto the bed. There he was laid on his back, exposed and vulnerable to her cruel touch. Sasuke tried to sit up but (Name) pushed him back down, clicking her tongue.
“Keep laying there,” (Name) ordered, applying pressure to his chest before she shuffled away, rummaging through her toy bin. There was a metal cock-ring placed around the base of Sasuke’s dick, but he was still acting out of line. She knew Sasuke was nothing but hot air, but she wanted to break him. (Name) was going to have that man sobbing and drooling by the time she was done with him.
Returning back to the bed with a few toys, (Name) sat next to Sasuke, allowing him to sit up to admire her collection. She hummed, spreading the devices across the bed with a sultry purr. “Nice, aren’t they? If you’re worried about them being unsanitary, all my previous partners were tested and clean. I give them a thorough cleaning after every session,” she explained, stroking her knuckle across his cheek.
Sasuke shivered, looking at the silicone toys, the cock ring clamped around his poor dick, and then back at (Name). “I’m not using any of those,” he grumbled.
She didn’t blame him for being so intimidated by the various items she had at her disposal. She had been terrified of them when she first started having sex, scared and oh-so vulenarable to the sexual pleasure that had yet to consume her. It was an exhilarating and beautiful experience that she was thankful she got to experience and perform with others, bringing them to the edge of ecstasy and watching them finally let out, submitting completely to her.
(Name) pressed kisses to his neck, curling her fingers around his strained cock. “I can do something smaller. These might be too big and too much for you to handle,” she admitted, dragging her luscious lips across his chest, flicking her tongue over his poor nipples. Grinning when he let out a soft moan, (Name) squeezed the shaft. “You’re too inexperienced to even try, baby. Let me fetch something smaller for you to use. It’ll feel good.”
Apparently, Sasuke didn’t like that answer.
He then gestured to the black, silicone toy with his free hand, arching his back when (Name) bit down on his neck. “The black one. Wanna use that one,” Sasuke grunted.
Smiling against the warm flesh, (Name) gave him one more kiss before she pulled away, pushing him back on the bed. “You wanna use the vibrator?” she asked, holding up the toy for him to get a good look at what he was getting himself into.
It was thick and long, almost the size of (Name)’s forearm with a protruding vein running along the bottom side. The girth alone would have Sasuke gaping once they were through, but that was always a treat. Seeing his hole clench and flutter around nothing like a used whore.
Rolling him onto his back, (Name) pulled Sasuke’s bottom half up so he was arched and still firmly pressed against the mattress. “You remember your safe word, love?” (Name) cooed in his ear, pressing kisses along the width of his shoulders before tracing the outline of his spine.
Sasuke nodded, shivering when her hands dipped lower. “Yes,” he slurred, eyes rolling back as he twisted the sheets between his lanky fingers.
“Repeat your safe word for me.”
“Red,” Sasuke groaned, tensing up when he felt (Name)’s cold, slicked finger work past his rim, carefully caressing his prostate and attempting to stimulate him. His knees shook as he yanked the sheets, trying to keep himself up while she pressed a kiss to his tailbone with a grin.
“Good boy. Let’s get you all stretched out, okay?” (Name) purred, working in another finger. Sasuke was incredibly tight, clamping down on her fingers as she tried to scissor him open, knitting her eyebrows together when she was met with resistance. She grabbed the bottle of lube again, pulling out her fingers and squirted the lubricant directly on his hole. “Never been touched here, I see? You’re tensing up too much, Sasuke. I can barely get them in.”
He huffed, ass still raised up while his legs shook once again. “It’s weird,” Sasuke admitted, wincing when the cold lube was worked in. He moaned, gripping the sheets tighter and clenching his teeth until he felt that they would crack under the pressure.
(Name) managed to stretch him open, curling her fingers to stimulate his prostate, coaxing a pretty cry from his throat. “Well, I need you to relax. It’s no fun if you’re all tense; it’ll just hurt worse,” she explained, licking his neck and nipping at his ears. She worked her fingers in and out, keeping his body pressed against her own warm body, murmuring praises in his ear. “See? You’re doing so well for me. I bet I can fit another finger in, baby. Wanna try another finger?”
Sasuke let out a muffled moan, pressing his head deeper into the pillow while shaking his head.
“I need to hear words, Sasuke. I need your consent,” (Name) stated, stimulating his prostate. “Come on, baby. I know you can use your words for me.”
“Yes—fuck, please,” Sasuke gasped, head shooting up from the pillow when her fingers pressed hard against his prostate.
(Name) kissed his neck, slowly working in another finger, praising him when it slipped in easily. “Look at that: you got three in,” she grinned, thrusting them in and out in a steady pace, massaging his prostate over and over again. “Think I can fit in another finger? Get you nice and stretched out for me?”
He nodded, babbling nonsense when the burning sensation came. (Name) stretched him so wide, finger-fucking him open and letting out a dirty sound when she praised him once again. Sasuke felt so embarrassed, humiliation settled in his stomach but it felt so fucking good.
She spit on his hole, wetting her bottom lip. “All four fingers are in, Sasuke. Do you want the toy or another finger?” (Name) asked, gripping his waist with her free hand.
“Toy,” Sasuke sputtered, keening when (Name) removed her fingers. His hole fluttered when he was left empty; he looked over his shoulder with those watery eyes, staring at the massive toy that sat in (Name)’s hand. He was certain that it would hurt like hell but (Name) had him all stretched out, so it could feel good.
She going to make him feel so fucking good.
With a sinful and disgusting schluck, (Name) wiped her hands off on a spare towel she had set aside earlier, grabbing the toy and bringing the head to his empty hole. How Sasuke clenched and arched his back for her had (Name) giddy with excitement, pulling the cheeks apart before giving him a nice slap. “What color, Sasuke? Do you need me to go slower?” she asked.
“Green. I’m fine,” Sasuke grunted, tensing up when she bullied the first inches inside of him. It was way too big and he could feel everything, choking on a sob when (Name) got another inch inside of him. He wanted to scream but buried his face in the pillow, legs still spread apart while (Name) cooed, almost mockingly.
“Look at that; you really are a virgin, or you’re never taken it up the ass before,” she snickered, finally pushing the rest of the toy inside of Sasuke. (Name) got him to roll over, licking away the tears that stained his blotchy cheeks. “Aww, does it feel so good that you’re crying? Do I make you feel good, Sasuke?”
(Name) knew she did. It was delightful to watch him squirm and arch his back, babbling whenever she worked the toy in and out. He could barely hold himself up, face pressed against the pillow as he let out a sinful scream. Sasuke’s voice was wavering, cracking with each whimper as she gripped his waist until red marks burned the pale skin.
“I’m gonna take the cock ring off,” (Name) murmured, pressing a kiss to his lower back before sliding off the cold metal, smirking when Sasuke let out a sigh of relief. She found it quite pathetic when he tried to rut against the sheets but (Name) tutted him, yanking his head back and quietly scolding him. “Wait. You’ll get something much better than those sheets.”
With a quiet shush, (Name) rolled him over and straddled his waist, dragging the fat head of his cock across her clitoris. “Yeah, you’re gonna make me feel good. Gonna put it in now,” she sighed, spitting on Sasuke’s cock, working her hand up and down. Once he was lubed up, (Name) sank herself down with one fluid motion, feeling the fat head press against her g-spot.
Sasuke gasped, back arched as (Name) worked her hips and and down, hand pressed against his chest. “Fuck, there we go. Does that feel good? You like my pussy, don’t you?” (Name) groaned, eyes closed and her nails digging into Sasuke’s tender skin. Her ass slapped against his pelvis, producing sinful and lewd noises that had Sasuke red in the face and moaning.
He looked so helpless there, desperate to reach up and grab (Name)’s hips but Sasuke was not granted that luxury. (Name) had his hands pinned above his head, forcing him to maintain eye contact while she used him like a fleshlight, slamming her ass against his pelvis. Her head tipped back, exposing her long neck and how the sweat dripped down and splattered against her dark thighs. Truly, she was in sheer bliss and loved the fucked out look on Sasuke’s face.
“You’re so pathetic. Letting me use you like a fucking dildo,” she panted, rocking her hips and and forth. “I’m gonna make us both feel really good,” (Name) promised, cautiously sliding herself off of his cock and getting cozy between his legs, gripping the base of the silicone toy that was still nestled between his prostate.
She hummed, thrusting the toy a few times before pushing a button and watching Sasuke grit his teeth and arch his back. (Name) laughed heartily, climbing on top of his waist, grinding against him. “There we go. Doesn’t that feel so much better? You get double the pleasure,” she cooed, her voice sultry and deep as Sasuke couldn’t help but gasp when she sank down on his cock again.
That look—oh, that obscene look in Sasuke’s eyes as (Name) rode him, fucking herself on his cock had her dizzy with pleasure. She just knew that Sasuke was so overstimulated, leaning down to press open mouthed kisses along his jaw and licking a bold stripe up his cheek. He was so cute like this; she preferred him whimpering and sobbing while he laid below her.
His mouth was gaped, drool spilling down the side of his face with each thrust. Sasuke felt so full; his brain was dizzy with pleasure and he felt completely drunk. He could barely look up at (Name), watching with dumb amazement and how her breasts moved with her body. “Ha, please,” Sasuke choked out, hitting his head against the pillow. “I wanna touch you,” he quietly begged.
“I’ll think about it,” (Name) moaned, trailing one hand down his chest and squeezing his chest. She brushed her thumb against his perky nipple, eliciting a dirty cry from his lips. The way a pretty pink hue burned his cheeks had (Name) grinned, reaching up to grip his chin, forcing him to keep his mouth open.
She wanted to destroy Sasuke.
With a slight nod, (Name) gave Sasuke the permission to touch her, letting out a deep sigh when his rough hands caressed her tender nipples. It was a stinging sensation that had her toes curling, groaning through clenched teeth. “What a whore you are, Sasuke. You just can’t help but touch me,” she snickered, choking on a moan when the blunt head of his cock struck against the spongy spot that made the woman see stars. It filled her with a blinding pleasure that had her breathless; she aimed for that spot over and over again, gyrating her hips until her thighs clenched and burned.
With her free hand gripping Sasuke’s jaw, (Name) kept his mouth open, swiping the pad of her thumb across her wet lips before spitting in his mouth. She chuckled when Sasuke choked for a second, swallowing her fluids without a second thought. “Oh, you’re disgusting. You really swallowed it, you nasty whore,” (Name) ridiculed, knitting her fingers in his hair and pulling him for a kiss.
It was heated and hungry. She was going to drown Sasuke in her, moaning into his mouth and tasting him. He was sweet but salty, but fuck did Sasuke taste good. Pulling away, (Name) shivered and wetted her bottom lips, not caring for the string of saliva that connected them. That flushed look on Sasuke’s face has (Name) shivering, toes curled as she rode out the first wave of her orgasm.
Her pussy clenched around the shaft of his cock, slicking him with her arousal as she fucked berself through her orgasm. Fucking hell, it felt amazing. White hot bliss blinded her vision; it was simply electrifying and numbing, leaving her breathless and riding on cloud nine. Her chest felt tight and heavy, trying to come down from her high and slipping Sasuke’s cock out of her with a huff.
“You wanna cum?” (Name) asked, wrapping her hand around his cock and jerking him off, keeping him pinned against the mattress.
“Yes,” Sasuke wheezed, hips lifting off the bed to thrust himself into (Name)’s hand. When she didn’t stop him, Sasuke kept fucking her hand, rocking his hips up and down with quiet moans. “Gonna cum,” he sputtered after a while.
Just before he could find release, (Name) pulled her hand away with a teasing laugh, straddling his waist again. “I didn’t say you could cum yet,” she mused, rubbing his cock across her sensitive pussy again, hearing him choke out a cry. Oh, he just looked so pretty beneath him, tears staining his face while he begged and pleaded for an orgasm.
Honestly, it was better than hearing him hype up his own fucking ego.
“You’ll be okay. This is better than my hand,” (Name) promised, rocking her hips and letting Sasuke feel her hand. His hands skimmed across her pretty body, groping at the dark flesh while she worked herself up and down the shaft.
They were seeing stars as the pleasure consumed them, building up in their bones with each passing second. (Name) was clenching around Sasuke’s cock, leaning down and biting his neck as he gripped her ass, unable to move as she completely dominated him; she liked how he just surrendered to her. The way she could do whatever she wanted to him and like a good boy, Sasuke would sit there and take it.
Sasuke spoke up, voice wavering as he tried to blink away the tears. “Cu-Cumming,” he ended, teeth clenched as he bucked up into her, holding (Name) down on his lap as he came inside of her. It was warm—it was almost burning. Thick ropes of cum filled her insides as Sasuke kept thrusting upwards, fucking (Name) through his orgasm as she sputtered, thighs clenched and her pussy milking Sasuke for every last drop.
(Name) shivered, lifting her hips and catching the drops of cum that spilled out of her. It was going to leave a mess and (Name) hated cleaning up cum—it was almost impossible to clean and stuck to almost everything. Inching across Sasuke’s chest, she hovered just above his face, spreading her lips apart and nudged his face forward. “Go on and clean me up. It’s your mess,” she purred.
And he did not hesitate, leaning forward to press his mouth against her messy pussy, gripping her waist as he ate her out. He was still inexperienced but getting better, tongue pressing against her aching clitoris and slurping her lips, eating the mess he created. (Name) let out a quiet moan, threading her fingers in his hair and rocking his head back and forth with a grateful sigh.
“Yes, just like that. You’re getting better at this,” (Name) hissed, head tipping back while she rocked herself against Sasuke’s face, fucking herself on his tongue. Shit, she was gonna cum again at this point, chasing after an orgasm and holding Sasuke’s face in place. She was going to make a mess out of this pretty boy; she was gonna whip him into shape.
With a shiver running down her spine, (Name) came on Sasuke’s face, drenching him with her arousal as she let out a low groan, riding out the waves of her orgasm before she pulled away, brushing his face out of his face. His cheeks were flushed red and he was breathless, looking up at (Name) with half-lidded eyes.
She smiled, letting Sasuke lay against the pillows before cleaning him off and turning off the toy, praising Sasuke. “You did good. I’m gonna get you all cleaned up now. You may stay the night with me,” (Name) informed, smoothing back his hair again and kissing his forehead.
Oh, (Name) was going to have a lot of fun with Sasuke.
