Hi! I'm Cozy, and here I write drabbles, mostly about Genshin and HSR. I may also write for Bleach, Fire Emblem, and other video games and anime. I am also interested in writing longer fics. This is mainly a self-shipping/ x Reader blog.
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*Because seeing Jugram on the big screen was amazing!
Jugram pins you down on your shared bed and has his way with you. Every thrust is rough as his balls hit your ass with each movement. His hands grip your wrists hard, making a burning feeling against your skin. You try to close your eyes and take it all in, but your lover growls, "Open them for me."
Slowly you open your eyes and stare at his concentrated face. He's so handsome, even when he's rearranging your guts. "That's it, babydoll. You'll do as I say."
You nod as you both maintain the intense eye contact. Sweat falls down his cheek and his long bangs stick to his forehead. You've never seen him look this worn out before, not even after a long battle. Has that Uryu Ishida really gotten him this worked up? Now he's taking all his frustrations out on you. And he knows he can do so because you always let him.
Act all high and might as much as you want. In truth, you love it when he's like this, even if it means you'll be sore in the morning.
Jugram watches your tits bounce with each thrust. His cock twitches at such a mouthwatering sight. "Fuck, you're going to make me cum," he rasps. Your clit throbs from those words, and you begin to whimper for him to fill you up.
However, Jugram has other plans. He stops briefly and lets his eyes roam you from top to bottom. Then, he decides to do one of his favorite things. Something rather...unbecoming for a man of his elegant bearing.
Carefully, he lets a glob of drool hang down from his mouth. He takes one hand and forces your lips to part. You stick out your tongue slightly and let the wetness fall onto the muscle. Your cunt clenches even harder around his dick. Once enough is on your tongue, Jugram allows you to close and swallow. You gasp as he returns to thrusting. He fucks you even harder after watching you complete such a filthy deed.
"Such a dirty girl, a hungry slut," he comments mockingly, leaning in to suck at your neck. This pulls a loud moan from you, and he chuckles against your hot skin. "You're my fuck doll to use as I see fit, aren't you?"
You babble out nonsense as his cock presses against your cervix just so. "Shit, you're such a cute cockslut," Jugram hisses.
He ravages you so quickly, you're immediately seeing stars. Your legs wrap around his hips and pull him closer. "Ahhhnnn ~" you whine. Jugram's large hands go from your wrists to your hands and grasp them tightly. Your lover groans as his movements become more hurried.
"I'm going to -!" he breathily chants before he releases completely into your tight cunt. Your eyes roll to the back of your head as you feel the warm essence fill you to the brim.
"Jugram...." you exhale, so in love with him.
Your lover collapses on top of you and begins to cover your face in slow, wet kisses. Your arms wrap around his broad frame. Yes, you enjoy it when he's like this.
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Author's Note: After seeing Jugram fight in the movie, I'm convinced he would be so rough in bed. The calm demeanor is just a front, trust. And I'm so desperate for more Jugram content, I decided to just write my own. *Nudge nudge to anyone who also wants to write for this sexy man** 🥰
Sunday with a mechanic ae reader 🤭🤭 he found them cool and all but he was not expecting them to be muscular, he found out when he got some tools for them and they had their jacket off while focusing on fixing the problem at hand, sunny boy now wants a headlock 🤭
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"Hey, Sunday, can you hand me that wrench please?" you ask, pointing to the trusty tool sticking out of your toolbox.
The gentleman blinked, staring at your firm arm stretching out. The muscles were something he had only seen on magnificent statues; such perfection was simply angelic. Sunday imagined how much training you must do every day to maintain such a body. In fact, all the work you do in the shop must be a great workout in itself.
"H-Here," he mumbled, quickly picking up the wrench and flimsily handing it over to you. Of course, he nearly dropped it until you caught the tool, giving a small smile.
"Thank you." As you calmly focused on your repairs, Sunday continued to stare at your strong arms. He suddenly felt an urge to have those arms around him. Gosh, what if you could be a rather rough person and put him in a headlock? Maybe rub your knuckles against his scalp and call him cute? He wouldn't be embarrassed at all. In fact, he would would welcome such roughhousing.
"Sunday, what's got you blushing? Is it too hot in here?" you interrupted his thoughts. He had to fight off covering his face with his wings once he saw the smirk on your face.
"I, uh, I-Im fine, really."
"Whatever, You're a silly man, Sunday," you noted as you scratched the back of your head. All Sunday could do was stare at your glorious bicep. Oh, what a wonderful body!
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Synopsis: You and Naruto want to surprise Sasuke on his birthday. However, it's you two who are going to be surprised.
CW: (18+ Only, Threesome, FMM, Anal Sex, Dry Humping, Pre-Established Relationship, Oral (Sasuke Receiving), Cumshot, Sasuke's a Bit of a Dom Here, a Hint of Naruto x Reader)
For once in your life, you were happy Naruto decided not to follow the plan. And even though Sasuke was originally supposed to be the one to surprise, it was you who ended up surprised instead.
Thank goodness those two didn't kick you out of the room. You were just going to place Sasuke's birthday gift on his bed, hoping he would see it before he headed out for birthday drinks with his close buddies Suigetsu and Jugo. However, you nearly dropped the present when you realized there was no room to place it on the bed. That's because your two roommates, Sasuke and Naruto, were half-dressed and making out messily.
"Ah! You're back!" Naruto gasped, clutching at Sasuke's collar as the latter slowly lifted himself off.
"Y-Yeah, don't you remember? I was going to place the gift here...." you mumbled, trying to pick the present off the carpet.
"Aw, you got me something? You didn't have to," Sasuke panted, clearly out of breath from sucking on Naruto's lips.
"Um, I'm sorry for disturbing you. I'll go now!" you squeaked, ready to high-tail out of there. You had to admit you were a bit heartbroken Sasuke had eyes for Naruto rather than you. In fact, your gift was a handmade frame of a photo of you and Sasuke, as you know he's the sentimental type. You were hoping he would take the hint about your feelings with this present.
"Wait, don't leave," Sasuke interrupted. You were startled and nearly dropped the gift again.
"Huh? Are you sure, Sasuke?" Naruto asked, looking up with a puzzled look.
Yeah, you just want to hog him to yourself, you want to tell Naruto.
"...You both mean a lot to me, and this is a special time....How could I not spend it with the two of you?" Sasuke murmured as a pink blush appeared on his cheeks.
Your cheeks now felt flushed, and you could easily tell Naruto was getting harder from Sasuke's words alone. Slowly, took off your shirt and pants and joined the two on the bed.
Sasuke thrusted slowly into Naruto while maintaining an intense eye contact. Something about Sasuke's gentle eyes have constantly made both you and your blond roommate shiver in delight. You sat on your knees behind Sasuke and peppered his neck with wet kisses. In between each peck you sucked a patch of skin, desparate to leave a mark and claim him.
"Mm, right there, babe," Sasuke groaned and leaned towards your touch. All the while, he maintained a consistent pace in and out of his lover, who clutched at the sheets.
"S-Sasuke, this feels so good, you know, but can you...ah!...can you hurry the pace, please?" Naruto practically begged. "I wanna feel you so much."
"Ah, but whose birthday is it again, Naruto?" Sasuke questioned with a sly smile. "I don't think it's yours. So, you can't make the calls."
"What?! But Sasuke, this pace is so...c'mon, you can wreck me!" Naruto started to lift his hips to swallow more of his lover's cock.
You sucked on Sasuke's neck and grinded quickly against him. Your underwear was drenched and your fingers dug into Sasuke's clothes. You couldn't wait for him to start fucking you senseless, so you didn't disagree with Naruto's pleas for the session to go faster.
"C'mon Sasuke, PLEASE!" Naruto was practically whining at this point. Sasuke sighed, albeit not annoyedly.
"Fine, how about I have Y/N be the tiebreaker?" he suggested, leaning towards you and giving a sloppy kiss. He managed to have his tongue lick yours for a good moment. making you rub your core harder against him.
"Ah, I want you to fuck me, Sasuke ~ Fuck me good~" you whimpered. Naruto had to admit, your whines sounded so hot right now. He could understand why Sasuke liked you, too.
"Hah, I'm starting to think you guys should just blow me instead?" Sasuke huffed amusedly.
"I-I could do that!" Naruto stammered, sticking out his tongue. He definitely was thinking this would be a way for him to control the pace.
"Sasuke, I'll do whatever you want me to do," you purred right into his ear and gave the lobe a nip. Your thrusts against him were even faster now; you were just so thrilled to finally be doing this with him.
Chuckling, Sasuke pulled out of Naruto and removed the condom. "Fine, fine. Suck me good." He positioned himself so you both could get a good angle at his long cock.
Leaning down. you and Naruto gave careful kitten licks to his length. You felt even hornier hearing him sigh from relief. Then, you began kissing up and down his thick shaft, giving licks in between smooches. Naruto caught on and did the same. Next, you two sucked on his balls, earning a loud moan from Sasuke.
"Fuck!"
Naruto then swallowed nearly all of Sasuke's cock and began a steady pace. You sucked harder on his sac, wanting to continue hearing those sweet moans. It didn't take long, though, until your lover groaned and came hard. Naruto quickly popped off his cock and let the spurts of cum hit both of you. It felt like Sasuke was marking you, claiming you as his. What could be a better gift than that?
Panting, you stared at him for a while, eyes full of lust. "Sasuke ~" You wanted him to fuck you senseless and then fuck Naruto all night long. Naruto gave a warm kiss to Sasuke's cheek and the latter pulled you both in for a sweaty embrace.
BUZZ
"Crap, I'm gonna be late," Sasuke hissed, softly letting go of you and Naruto and getting off the bed. As he started putting on his underwear, he pouted. "Sorry babes, but I promised Jugo and Suigetsu I'll be there at six sharp. Hey, but stay right there when I get back. I'm gonna fuck the shit out of you until your minds are numb." He gave a cute wink, and you swear your heart melted. You giggled as you saw Naruto tremble with joy.
Was Sasuke the one getting a gift or was it you two?
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Author's Note: This was a request from my dear mutual @iaminthemultiverse, who requested Reader and Naruto have a threesome with Dom Sasuke. I wanted to release this on Sasuke's birthday last Thursday, but I was exhausted from work. Well, here's to a belated birthday tribute to Sasuke :)
✮⋆˙ notes — no idea if it's actually good, but I tried („• ֊ •„)
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Kaveh who loves to hold hands and lean his head on your shoulder during quiet moments. He often initiates soft kisses on your neck or jawline while you're doing something mundane, like reading or cooking.
In the bedroom, Kaveh is unexpectedly attentive and eager to please. He treats his partner's body like a masterpiece, exploring every curve and reaction with a focused, artistic passion. Whether it's the gentle trail of kisses across a chest or the way he holds your hand tightly against the sheets, every movement comes from a deep emotional bond, turning the moment into something shared, built on trust and desire..
Aftercare is his favorite part; he loves to wrap himself around you like a vine, head tucked into your neck, quietly sharing his thoughts about how much he cares for you while you rest your hand in his hair.
He is incredibly vocal, not necessarily in a loud way, but he hums and whimpers against your skin, his breath hitching whenever you hit the right spot, making him feel entirely seen and cherished.
He loves the feeling of skin on skin, often opting for minimal clothing when you are alone together. The simple act of sharing a bath or lounging in bed on a lazy Sunday morning provides a sanctuary where he can be his true self, stripped of the expectations of the outside world.
Kaveh is the type to memorize your favorite spots and the exact way you like to be touched, applying his architectural precision to ensuring your pleasure. He finds a deep sense of fulfillment in seeing his partner completely undone by his touch, his own pleasure tied inextricably to the joy he provides.
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Sunday's hair is so soft and silky. It tickles your cheeks whenever he nuzzles your head or turns around to kiss you good morning when you wake up together. Those morning kisses in particular are the best things to wake up to, knowing the love of your life is by your side. He likes to pepper your cheeks and neck with sweet smooches, maybe even giving a breathy chuckle in between pecks. Hearing you giggle, saying "That tickles" puts a huge grin on his face.
His hands have such a welcoming touch. Whenever he places them against your back, on your shoulders or on top of your hands, you feel grounded in reality. This man seems to have healing powers from his touch alone, making you instantly relax and have the oxytocin rush through your body.
He loves to embrace you whenever he has the chance. Sunday is so afraid of losing those dear to him, so every hug is a reminder that you are here. You hold him tightly, listening to his steady heartbeat. His steady hand will start to rub your back.
Massaging his ear wings is pure ecstacy for him. He may even purr and hum while you rub your fingers in-between his elegant feathers. You also like to trace your thumb around his piercing, admiring his neat fashion statement. He might lament he can't do the same thing to you since you don't have ear wings, but Sunday will make up by rubbing your ears and giving soft scratches on your scalp.
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Hello! I saw that you asked for Sunday requests so I'm here to do just that! Do you think you can write something about yearning!Sunday?
AE!Reader who first visited Penacony before the main plot, during Sunday's Bronze Mellodia days. She vents to Sunday about something heavy weighting on her chest (you can decide what it is, maybe something she feels guilty for or just the hardships of her life, etc), seeking not to find comfort or even decision to her problem, but just to let it all out. But in the process they had a light conversation and had a slight heart to heart and found each other's company to be pleasant. Reader continiues to visit Sunday a few times, once expressing sympathy that he has to hear out everyone's problems and sometimes even suggesting to be the listener FOR him and listen to HIS problems. That's when he started liking her.On her final stay she comes to say quick goodbye and Sunday tries to peek over the closed window to try and see her face but failed to do so and Reader leaves. Timeskip to the main plot. Sunday greets the Astral Express crew in the lobby and the second he heard Reader's voice he realised it was her. His reaction is up to you. During their stay, Reader has a few encounters with Sunday, they have meaningful conversations and start to fall for each other. But then Sunday tried to trap everyone in the Eternal Dream (maybe a special one for Reader?) and Reader is not pleased because not only he tried to force onto her but also on her friends who she is very protective over. She understands his reasons but can't help but feel bitter. She exlresses that and leaves with the express. Then, when Sunday joins the Express, Reader is still a little wary of him and tries to avoid him. Cue Sunday trying to amend his mistakes and win Reader's favour once more.
Info about the Reader: Reader is a long-time member of the Astral Express (she was there before Dan Heng) who sometimes leaves on her own for a few days to scout ahead for suitable places to stop by for supplies (which is the reason for her visit to Penacony).She's more of a spy or a scout than a fighter but she's an experienced trailblazer and has a lot of survival skils that helps her in any tough environment, no matter how extreme it is. When in battle, she doesn't fight to defeat the enemy but rather to inconvinience it to win her time to escape (if she is alone) or to make an opening for the others. Please don't make her bubbly or quirky. I imagine her to be calm, collected and mature but not stoic. Maybe something like Tighnari's personality
Sorry that it's so long, I had this scenario in mind for a while now and I got excited
Hi Anon! This is a unique story idea, and already this ask sounds like it's a fic of its own 😊 I reviewed it and I think this is all I can add to your already great story:
People often don't change overnight. You remind yourself this over and over again as you keep your eyes peeled on the mysterious man sitting in the main car of the Express. He stares at his book, the one with the feather belonging to his famous sister. There's a forlorn look in his amber eyes, yet there's also a glint of anticipation.
This is really the third time you get a good look at him, despite knowing him for a long while. The first time you got to see his true appearance was when he greeted the whole Express as you arrived for the Charmony Festival. The second was when he confronted all of you again in battle. Now he's acting like he didn't just try to trap everyone in his Eternal Dream, sitting alone on board the Express.
Who would've thought Sunday Oak was meant to be in your life? You shake your head, figuring you and he will never be close. Heck, it was Welt who brought him on board, not anyone else. You can't trust this man with your deepest confessions anymore, and you shiver to think he is the former Bronze Melodia. He probably thought he could use your innermost feelings to snare you into his Dream. After all, the vision he surrounded you with matched everything you previously has confessed to him.
Deep down, you pray the other Express members haven't revealed anything personal to him. Of course, he's telepathic, so perhaps there's no use trying to hide any information from him. He seems used to getting what he wants, after all.
Suddenly, he closes his book and stares at you. His golden eyes are fixed on you. Certainly he can detect your thoughts and suspicions just now.
"Pardon me, but I notice you've been looking my way for a few moments now," Sunday's smooth voice starts. "Is there something I can help you with? I would love to catch up. It's been quite sometime since we've spoken to each other one on one like this."
Now it's your turn. What game is he playing?
"I'm sorry, Mr. Sunday, but I need to head out for a moment. Excuse me," you tell him promptly as you rise from your seat.
Sunday blinks and adds, "Please let me know if you need anything. I'm sorry if I offended you in any way."
You're sorry? You nearly gasp at those words. It's going to take much more than a simple apology like that to win back your trust. And with that, you leave the car.
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hi, saw the post about you wanting more Sunday requests and this cute idea just pop in my mind that you can write about: reader incorporating accessories that reminds them of Sunday’s/adding his colour palette on their own attire but subtle manner that isn’t noticeable at first (e.i gold earrings that matches the colour of his eyes or maybe some blue gemstone jewelry like a brooch)? Idk if I’m making any sense, btw love your writing ♡
Aw, thank you for the sweet words, Anon 🩷
I love the idea of wearing accessories/jewelry that matches Sunday's aesthetic. Heck, what if you wore the same type of gold earrings and silver rings as he? Sunday would be so touched, his wings would start flapping happily.
For aesthetic, the first thing that pops into mind is wearing white feather earrings to match his ear wings. Maybe a silver necklace with an angel charm or metal feather shapes would compliment the look, too.
Wearing blue or silver lip gloss and eye shadow will also remind you of dear Sunday. There's also mention by some fans how Robin's summer appearance has nailpolish that matches her brother's eye color, which is a cool detail. Sunday would feel his heart melt if he notices you and his sister wearing matching nail colors.
For clothes, I think various shades of blue and gold will do the trick. Sunday looks like he prefers sky blue, periwinkle, amber, and sunflower shades. Plus, you could totally wear a cute t-shirt that says "Angel." Wintertime sweaters can feature songbirds.
Anon, you've got me inspired to start dressing to match his aesthetic <3 Sunday fans unite!
him helping reader clean their desk bc he absolutely CANNOT stand the messiness, maybe?? This feels like something he’d do :p
but reader is like, ‘no, you have to keep everything where it is, otherwise i cant find anything’ :> or something along those lines, feel free to tweak it!
they obvi reach a compromise at the end :D
Sunday would insist he's helping, referring back to how he organized his work desk back in Penacony. "Trust me, every paper should be in files, the pens should be in a holder, and why are there so many sticky notes everywhere?" He starts to put some of the papers in a stack, which causes you to instantly put your hands over his.
"No, Sunny! What're you doing? Which papers are you putting together?" You panic.
"I was thinking we could start by putting them all in one folder, then -"
"But I was able to find everything just fine! How would you feel if I messed with your desk?"
"My desk is perfectly arranged so everyone can find what's needed easily," Sunday insists. Even so, he places the papers down on your desk. "I'm just trying to help you. I think decluttering a space can help decongest the mind. Forgive me, but whenever I speak to you with my tuning, I notice there's a lot of tension in your mind."
"Well, it's true, I have been stressed lately," you sigh. "But doing things immediately like this stresses me out even more."
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to cause you any more worry. You're right, I shouldn't have been so insistent about this. That was...uncaring of me."
You shake your head. "Uncaring? Sunny, I appreciate you trying to help me. I just like going at my own pace. But, I do see what you're talking about, I should reorganize my things a bit better. I mean, a lot of those sticky notes, I don't need them anymore." You begin gathering some of the notes, quickly looking at them before tossing them in the trash can.
"Oh, uh..." Sunday stammers, unsure what to say next. He just hopes he hasn't forced you to do anything.
"Maybe, if you and I are thinking a clean up is in order, we could go shopping for organizers?" You give a slight smile to him. "We could look for a cute theme."
Sunday smiles back. "My treat."
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Anyways you want Sunday ideas? I got so many rotating in my head! Real image of my autistic stare —> 🌕^🌕
For fluffy stuff: stargazing from the express at night while drinking tea all nice and cozy in a blanket, patching each other up after battles, baking together, cuddling after nightmares, or placing sticky notes for each other around the express in places they frequent.
Now for more spicy things: sharing a bath together can either go into a spicy direction or stay in a more sfw area, Sunday being jealous or possessive after someone flirted with them so he marks them up, sundays feathers/wings being sensitive (erogenous zone) and him needing help, now this may be niche but uh Sunday wanting us to peg him, or Sunday enjoying soft morning sex.
Ok bye bye now
Aww, Anon, these are such spectacularly heartwarming, sweet scenarios (✿◠‿◠) I instantly feel relaxed thinking about sharing a blanket with Sunday and leaning against his warm body. He would wear expensive, seductive cologne, and his natural musk would be comforting. His embraces would have a genuine feel of love, and you immediately feel protected in his presence.
"Please, let me know what I can do to help you make it all better," he whispers softly into your ear as he hugs you after a difficult day. You assure him that just knowing he's there for you makes a big difference. After a battle, he is sure to quickly restore your health and bandage any wounds. "Damn those enemies," he mutters, upset that any harm has come to you. It's then you tell him that if it weren't for his special attacks, you would've been a goner. Your lover will still be close to your side during the journey, keeping a close watch for any dangers.
Sunday is known for his sweet tooth, so imagine the look of joy on his face as you present him with homemade cookies. There's a hint of a blush on his round cheeks as he savors each bite. "Dearest, these are utterly delectable," he declares as he finishes his portion of the cookie tray. You giggle as you brush away cookie crumbs from his cute face.
Furthermore, if you and he like to leave sticky notes for the other on the Express, your memos will be on such adorable paper. Sunday chooses something with a decorative feather pattern, while your notes have colorful star borders. One day, March 7th may stumble upon one of these notes in one of the Express cars.
"Hey, what's this?" she asks, examining the note. Sunday spots her and swiftly takes it away.
"My apologies, this was a note I meant for my love," he blushes.
"Aww, that's so cute!" March admires. "You're such a good pair, you know that?"
Cue Sunday's blush becoming even more scarlet.
Now, on to the NSFW thoughts....
Your lover gives the softest moans as you rub his wings during lovemaking. Your touch is grounding. His thrusting may become a little languid as he relaxes into the rubbing, but you don't mind. It's all worth seeing him finally letting go of all his tensions.
I don't know if Sunday would be into bath sex, but he definitely would enjoy your naked body against his in the sudsy water. His deft hands may trail up your curves and squeeze your chest. You hum at the feeling, noticing his cock is starting to erect. "Mm, Sunny, wanna move this somewhere with more space?" you murmur, taking his hand and standing up. Needless to say, he nearly cums right then and there seeing you in all your naked glory.
Sunday likes being pegged, simple as that. Thrust into him and make him moan hard into the mattress. Tell him he's your dear angel, your sweet man, and he'll start whimpering and crying out for rapture. You might have to tell him to quiet down lest the other Express members hear you pounding his ass.
Waking up to your handsome man and starting to have morning sex is beyond heavenly. His kisses against your neck are so enticing, and the way he moves in you causes you to not want to leave bed. "Sunny," you breathe against his bare shoulder, clenching around his length tightly.
"I'm right here, dearest," he mutters lovingly against your cheek, giving it a peck. He won't stop until you're tired from cumming.
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